Re: In the Line of Fire

Jack Dontno had sat on a cargo container on the Flight Deck of some
ship watching the oddest recreation of a reality show he had watched
on holovision last week. When the pounding in his head abated to
tolerable levels, he rose and made an imposing authoritarian figure
as he made his way to the marines and the tiny being flying through
the air towards them. Taking the panties from his head where it had
been serving as a hat, he used it as a bag to ensnare the flying
thing.
"Aha! Gotcha Lucky Charms!" he exclaimed.
He turned and faced the heavily armed marines.
"I am Commander Jack Dontno of the Space Corps, give me a sitrep
*NOW*!" he ordered.
The marines just looked at him uncomprehending and frightened as one
of their guns began spouting...Portugese?
"A situation report...what the hell is going on and where am I!?" he
hollered, feeling a migraine coming on.
"Shit!" he swore as the panties were engulfed in flames from
the...jet pack?...of the little creature he had caught. Jack
immediately dropped both panties and the little creature, swearing
heavily as he shook his singed fingers...
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