>> |
02/23/11(Wed)23:38 No.14019559 File1298522338.jpg-(66 KB, 300x346, Space Penis.jpg)
>>14019300 (Neat. Everybody's all agreeable tonight)
We immediately order our dropship observer to the Moria system. It finds the world buzzing with news about Tyrador, the unexplained military order to destroy any craft traceable to Goryu, and the reports of nuclear holocaust on seven Fringe Worlds. Wraith squadrons patrol the skies in moderate numbers, but there are no visible battlecruisers.
"Shalmaneser, we don't have any pressing need. Move along."
The ship pulls away, and we detect its engines spooling up. It jumps away and, after the expected time, arrives at Moria. The comm traffic can best be described as ecstatic. The ship is a beacon of hope for the people. Within moments, we intercept a message from the Shalmaneser to the remainder of the Combine government (which appears to have been left in charge as the regional extension of Kingston's authority), inviting them aboard for a briefing.
Internbrate claims to have a bad feeling about this.
(Alright, I know we didn't get a whole lot done this session, but I think that's a decent stopping point. I have been authorized to explain using the words "I've got a hot vagina waiting for me."You understand. I'll see you next week. Pic related: BLAST OFF!)
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/14016938/ |