Re: Niples "The madness of Ambassador Niples the Third"

A series of automatic gunshots were heard. "OH DEAR GOD! What have I done?"Jay looked forward. "You've shot 6 holes through Deans stomach lining…"
"Thats bad right?" Phil asked Keto.
"Well...considering humans arent supposed to come with ventilation in the stomach wall yes" Keto replied. "The damage need's to be repaired as soon as possible otherwise Dean could slowly bleed to death, I believe I can repair the damage from the inside using the Phoenixe's mining arms"
"I'm all for it Doc" said Jay "But I gotta get the power back online first, Dave give me hand.." he said as he slid on his beneath the forward control panel with a screwdriver in his mouth and a soldering iron in his left hand, while Canazza clambered to into the floor maintenance hatch and started..doing something very technical that I can't think how to write!
"So what do we do now?" Alota asked (Thats right Dave ALOTA not Amanda you loser!)
"Who's for poker?!" Phil asked cheerily.
 
 
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Subject: [JMC_Blue_Dwarf] Niples "The madness of Ambassador Niples the Third"
<snip>"It's raining sausage roll!" yelled Phil looking out of the viewscreen."Jay?" Seymour shouted over the noise, "Get us out before..." <CLUNK>The lights flickered but remained. Unfortunately the power of the falling meat and propelled them under the level of acid, now happily gurgling."I have no idea which way is up!!!" Jay shouted, attempting to fly out of the gunk.<end snip>The shrunken Phoenix CrewInside DeanThe phoenix buffeted and Seymour held onto his had, and his stomach. This didn't sit right with the Cous Cous and Tarragon pate he's indulged in before coming on the trip.The lights dimmed, darkness. Outside was… well it was thick with acid. Bubbling, acidic… blobs, stomach closing in on them, swirling around them. The cockpit looked small, closing in on him too. Jay shouting and trying to control the ship, other people shouting commands. They barrelrolled as a piece of sausage hit them. Seymour had brought a flask of Earl Grey Tea for the trip, it now splashed all over the floor, wasted."NOOOOOO!!! I cant take this anymore!" Seymour said holding his ears and shutting his eyes as the cockpit and sounds smothered him.He stood up and fell over onto Jay, knocking them into a steeper dive. "Seymour what's wrong?" Phil and Kara grabbed him as it looked like he was going to feint."Must get out of here, must escape!" Seymour said climbing over half the crew trying to get the back to the escape hatch."He's gone MAD!" Canazza pointed and shouted."Mad? MAD? Madness is being trapped in here, in a tiny ship, TINY! No space! no space to breathe! Let me out!" Seymour bellowed and tried to fight the grip Phil and Kara had on him. "You cant go out, there's stomach acid out there." Amanda stood up and tried to calm him the Royal Ambassador down. "Now take a deep breath."Seymour did, and calmed down. Everyone released their grip on him."Canazza, why don't you get the Ambassador a nice cup of tea? To calm his nerves." Amanda suggested.Canazza looked at the spilled flask on the floor."No can do, its all gone."Seymours eyes flared again. "NO TEA! NO TEA?? RAAAR!" he struggled to the rear hatch and Phil pulled him away. "Just let him out, if he wants to die…" Jay said dispassionately from the front."No Seymour! You'll flood the ship and kill us all!""Knock him out!" Shouted Jay, starting to enjoy it.Seymour took another breath and Amanda sat him back down to his seat. "Its okay keep breathing deeply.""I found this if you want a drink" Canazza offered a can."LAGER???!!!" Shouted Seymour with disgust and knocked the can out of his face where it spilled all over the cockpit. There was an electric fizzling and the engines went dead.Jay took his hands off the steering column as nothing was happening. "What's going on…oh, oh great!"Everyone scowled at Seymour."Well what do you expect if you don't have any tea onboard…"Jay looked at the windscreen. "Actually it isn't bad, without engines we've floated to the top of his stomach, we know which direction we're up at least!""We just have no engines… we'll end up getting digested, and taking a long nasty trip through Deans bowels!" Canazza said with an upturned nose."Surely you know how to fix it… don't you?" Said Seymour looking round.Canazza shrugged."Oh Good God! Come on, just press a few buttons!" Seymour leaned over and started pressing anything he could in another fit of madness. "This! THIS, or this?""No don't press that! its…"A series of automatic gunshots were heard. "OH DEAR GOD! What have I done?"Jay looked forward. "You've shot 6 holes through Deans stomach lining…"<Tag, who would like to carry on?>JMC's  best....brightest....the most drunk.....www.BlueDwarf.co.uk-Your number one resource in all things Blue Dwarf related,Edit your crewroster profile today!To unsubscribe from this group, send an email to:JMC_Blue_Dwarf-unsubscribe@yahoogroups.comYour use of Yahoo! Groups is subject to the Yahoo! Terms of Service.