Part 9: Look who showed up to the party.
Part 7: Look who showed up to the party.
: Oh man... What happened?
: It appears we walked right into a pirate trap like a bunch of idiots.
: Maur you were in front did you remember what happened?
: Purty light go all flashy, nows me no thinks so good.
: Oh great now Maur's retarded.
: Talon eh? We he sounds like a reasonable fellow.
: Prepare to be surprised.
: Ok I'll come peacefully.
: Haha No! Try and catch me now suckers!
: *click* We've got another runner in section four. Over.
: Down I go... *thump*
: So, you decided to kill my meal ticket. I am not pleased.
: You will help negate my losses this trip. I am sure that RAM will
pay through the nose to get the NEO scum that destroyed their base.
: But I'm a friendly guy, so I'm going to give you a chance for freedom. If any one of you challenges me to personal combat and wins, I will free you all and let your ship go. If not, then RAM can feed on your bones.
: Don't worry this will be a fair fight. I will be using heavy body armor and spiked knuckles while you will be bare fisted and in a t-shirt.
: That doesn't sound very fair.
: Well fair for me I meant.
: Come on Maur you can take this guy.
: I don't know, he's still pretty out of it.
: Hello talking flowers!
: He'll be fine. Now get in there champ.
: Kick his ass boss!
: Hello there Mr. Kitty.
: Dodge to your left!
: I meant your other left.
: Mr. Kitty no play nice.
: He's getting killed out there. Do something!
: I've got an idea. Maur I bought you ice cream but the bad man took it!
: Nooo! Bad man no take ice cream!
: Time to end this farce.
: Oh this is going to be bad.
: I think I'm going to be sick...
: Yar har har!
: ...ugh...my head... where am I?
: Hey your back to normal! You just fought a horribly one-sided
fight against a steroid freak pirate lord.
: ... why would I do something like that?
: Uh, I think you were drunk. :shh:
: Well it wouldn't be the first time I guess...
: Oh please not the cells again. I'm too pretty for prison. I won't survive there.
: Just calm down, the key thing here is not to panic.
: Yes... yes your right... I don't know what came over me. I'm fine now...
: Oh god let me out!
: Please be quiet, I need to concentrate.
: Damn the encryption is too high. Maybe I can pick the lock.
: Hey it's open. You did it! : haw:
: Uh, that wasn't me. Someone seems to have unlocked it from the other side.
: Huh? Who?
: Buck Rogers!! *thump*
: Well... It appears that your friend here has passed out... and wet himself...
: That's not urine.
TO BE CONTINUED!