They can kill the crew, they can trash the ship, but NOONE touches

OOC- Goodnews Everybody, todays JP is hosted by, not two, but THREE
of the crew, so, take it
away Phil, Amber and Keatsy!!
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"DAD" cried Amber and ran forward to give her dad a hug...Huged
MP...then gave Phil another
hug.
"You know this....oshityourHISdaughter..bugger"
"Dad where the hell you been?" smiled amber finially letting go of
her father
"Longstory...now would someon mind telling me WTF is going on here?"
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who: Amber, Phil, Keats, McJohn, MP
Where: Some place
When: Sometime
Keats went bright red, he never was very good at concealing the truth
from people, and now was no exception. He looked at Phil, and
stammerd
"Umm, weve.. yeah.. uhh, Been running away from the JayBots and
clones, there EVERYWHERE, the promenade is packed with the scum. How
about down your way. sir?"
Amber fired another round off at the JayBots that were aproaching.
"Now isn't the time guys" She said feeling the lust for killing
comeing back.
"indeed..i i belive you might be wwanting this...only dont tell your
mother i gave this to you...or your brother.."
Phil handed Amber a collection of what looked like novelty
pinapples...
"They are grenades with a EMP pulse attached to em...good for blowing
things up"
"They look good... however.. i know of a weapon that might be a tad
more effective. And fun!"
An evil glint appeared in Johns eye as he turned to Amber.
"May i have The Gun(TM) back?"
"Whatever you want"
Amber said reluctantly handing over the weapon. Keats blushed again.
Amber just glared at him.
"Well i'm glads that sorted can we get back to the what the hell is
taht on your finger?"
asked Phil poiting at Ambers finger, Luckily, the whopping bandage
coverd keats own ring, so hopefully no connection could be added. And
pretending he wasnt in the current conversation, he checked the gun
over once, and whisperd to it. This was in complete contrast as a
large smile appeared over his face as he leapt into the air and
shouted in glee.
"Trust me guys, the next JayBot we meet will have an encounter with
my faveourite part of
this gun"
Amber looked from her father to Keats and back to her father again.
"Urm... that is.... urm...."
A full confession was right on her lips and she couldn't help but
look to Keats for help.
"EEE"
"What he say?" asked Keats.
"He said is your favorite part of the gun the handle? and why would
tht scare them...Stupid Midget he means the barrel...as as for you
young lady..." said Phil with a nasty look on his face......
"Duck"..and he pushed her down and lobbed a pineapple over her head...
"Okey everyone duck...That one was made by MP so i dont know what
will happen"
John had to think quickly or end up at the wrong end of 14 pounds of
lead piping.
"Oh, that, we found it in the vents as we were crawling around to get
here. I dont even think its real, if you ask me, probably from a
christmas cracker, or something..."
The pineapple exploded at the end of his sentance. It made a rasping
sound and alot of heat could be felt before a smell not unlike
brimstone wafted towards them. Amber nodded.
"Yea... it had nothing to do with getting drunk at all."
She put her hand over her mouth realizing she had probably just
signed her own death warrant.
"Well that semms to have done the..*sniff*...trick but *sniff
sniff*...i think that cover our noses would be a good idea right
now...It seems MP has recreated a well...lets just call it a "Cabbage
special"....i beg your pardon..drunk?"
Keats winced at the smell. Hed smelled worse back in Neo-Stroud, but
not to many times.
"Heh, cant blame em to wanna have a drink once or twice, i mean, its
no place to grow up. On Blue Dwarf, that is..."
This would either enrage or calm Phil. He busied himself on the gun,
it whirred into life and the display popped out as Keats pressed a
few buttons. Amber glared at Keats, not only did she 'grow up' on BD
but she was born on it. She looked back at Phil.
"Urm...." She was lost for words.
"Heeah..True you do realise she was born on this ship...what was it?
two three years ago now?...Anyway..i think the coast is clear...Keats
your on point, Amber with me...MP your our and i cant believe i'm
saying this...rear guard..."
Keats ponderd the last day or so in his mind. Was he technically
married to a 3 year old? He shudderd and decided to not think about
it. He peered around the corner, and headed off, The gun still
whirring away. Something exciting was boiling up inside it,
somethings fun... Amber cringed as Phil said her real age, being
three wasn't exactly the best way to impress someone. She paused that
train of thought, 'why do I want to impress him?' she thought. Phil
pocked his head round the corner. He could see some more clones about
and some odd noses coming from the direction of his office..or as the
rest of the ship called it Parrots Bar. John edged forward slowly,
making everyone else wait impatiently. Luckily, the clones hadnt
noticed him yet, it would still take <glances at screen> 3 minutes 42
seconds until The Gun finsihed its preperation and used up 82.34% of
its power source. Amber slumped up against the wall, now Phil was
here, there was unlikely to be anychance whatso ever of her getting
into a fight. She pouted. Phil heard another noise coming from the
pub. He could see into it the clones destroying the bar...they were
destroying the bar...THEY WERE DESTROYING THE BAR.... There was a
slight pause...
"Amber why has your dad ripped his top off and gone screaming into
the bar yelling "I'll get you you bastards...i bite your bloody
nackers off".....sorry stupid question, just ingore me..."
He checked the screen. A little over two minutes remained. He smiled.
"Well, you think hes on to us? i mean... i can face down Jack clones
and JayBots, but if Phil found out that... you know, you and I...
well, im just glad my ship can do 1.5 lightspeed..."
Amber giggled.
"How long has it been since you know..." She whispered to him.
MP looked up at the two of them. Even his brain(which was filled with
goats at the best of times) could sense..well something between the
two. He looked over at the bar and was surprised when two clones came
flying out and smacked against the wall opersite. Phil's yeallls
along the line of "yeah, well stich this yer git" could be heard from
within.Keats went bright red, he wasnt used to this sorta of talk.
"Ahh... Uhhh. hmm, to long if you ask me" he winked at Amber, who
giggled again.
Keats scratched his ample head of hair and tryed to look conformed,
and failed. He glanced down at his weapon.
"you know..." Keats begun.. "Im not doing anything at the moment...
how bout we ditch the 'man', eh?"
Amber looked over to where her father was in Parrotts.
"I hear there is a closet in that old shop that sels everything
McEnzies I think..." She tailed of, giving up the pretense of
pretending not to like Keats.
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