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The Current Adventures of Smittens
Its not a replacement, its a cleverly worded addition! Basically this is more recent...and has a purpose.
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Part 1: I'm not going to have part names
"Well, good night Smitt. I'm gonna get some rest," said Dankman through the IA channel after successfully destroying another Serco.
"G'night," I replied, itching for him to dock and flip off his comm.
I heard the click, and saw his ship jump to the nearest station to dock. I hit a few keys, checking again to make sure no guild mates were online to notice my sudden disapearance.
I flew a few systems away, again glancing at my logs, but this time to make sure I wouldn't bump into anyone I knew. I docked at the Tunguska station...perhaps close enough to draw suspicion, but I could wave that away. As I docked, I carefully removed all identifying chips from my Corvus Vulturius, and covered my face in long rags as I scuffled up to an open room. I locked the door and shed the rags, dumping them into a trash can. Stepping in front of the mirror, I withdrew a small makeup kit from my pocket, and began obscuring my features, breathing a sigh of relief in my knowledge that Genka would never know I did this.
Confident with this disguise, I left the room and took the lift down to the hanger. I limped over to a ship salesmen.
"Couldja gimme a bus?" I wheezed.
"Sure, sure. Name?"
"No thanks, I've got one already."
The salesman eyed me suspiciously. "This isn't the place for comedians. What's yer name?"
"Now is that really necesary?" I replied.
"I've got no time for games buddy. Gimme your name or get out."
"Now, when you called me buddy..." I started slowly, drawing a gun from the holster by my side. "Did you think I would draw a gun on you? Of course not. But you see, we all make mistakes. Another of yours was not giving me my ship. One of mine was drawing a weapon and threatening you with plenty of witnesses. No matter, someone needs to teach you a lesson." I pointed the gun at his head, ignoring the screams and yells of "Drop your weapon!" and watched him quiver and sweat.
"Alright alright! This keycard'll get you in that yellow bus over there!" he cried! Throwing a card at me and running.
I grabbed it off the ground, and dashed away, firing a few warning shots as the securities fire missed me. I jammed the card into the yellow bus, and jumped in before the door had fully opened. I fired a last shot at the gaurds, making sure to miss, and slammed the door shut. I rushed up to the controls, and lifted the ship off the ground, flying it out the dock. I swiveled my head around, and saw through the protective blue barrier the security clamboring to get in their vultures. I had the turbo held down, but a freebus couldn't go very fast, and I still had around a thousand meters to go when the Vultures left the dock.
They approached rapidly sending streams of neutron fire into my hull. Knowing I wouldn't make it out, I cut the thrust and let my ship drift, crossing my fingers and hoping this would work. Their fire stopped, and I quickly shot my comm system with the blaster still in my hand. Checking my windows, I saw the Vultures approaching hesitantly, one of them attaching to my ship. I grabbed a screwdrive from my belt and began taking apart the weapon. As it opened up, I grabbed the power cell--for a worst case scenario. I stuffed it in my pocket and hid the remains of the gun a moment before the Vultures pilot burst into the cockpit with a blaster aimed at my head.
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Part 1: I'm not going to have part names
"Well, good night Smitt. I'm gonna get some rest," said Dankman through the IA channel after successfully destroying another Serco.
"G'night," I replied, itching for him to dock and flip off his comm.
I heard the click, and saw his ship jump to the nearest station to dock. I hit a few keys, checking again to make sure no guild mates were online to notice my sudden disapearance.
I flew a few systems away, again glancing at my logs, but this time to make sure I wouldn't bump into anyone I knew. I docked at the Tunguska station...perhaps close enough to draw suspicion, but I could wave that away. As I docked, I carefully removed all identifying chips from my Corvus Vulturius, and covered my face in long rags as I scuffled up to an open room. I locked the door and shed the rags, dumping them into a trash can. Stepping in front of the mirror, I withdrew a small makeup kit from my pocket, and began obscuring my features, breathing a sigh of relief in my knowledge that Genka would never know I did this.
Confident with this disguise, I left the room and took the lift down to the hanger. I limped over to a ship salesmen.
"Couldja gimme a bus?" I wheezed.
"Sure, sure. Name?"
"No thanks, I've got one already."
The salesman eyed me suspiciously. "This isn't the place for comedians. What's yer name?"
"Now is that really necesary?" I replied.
"I've got no time for games buddy. Gimme your name or get out."
"Now, when you called me buddy..." I started slowly, drawing a gun from the holster by my side. "Did you think I would draw a gun on you? Of course not. But you see, we all make mistakes. Another of yours was not giving me my ship. One of mine was drawing a weapon and threatening you with plenty of witnesses. No matter, someone needs to teach you a lesson." I pointed the gun at his head, ignoring the screams and yells of "Drop your weapon!" and watched him quiver and sweat.
"Alright alright! This keycard'll get you in that yellow bus over there!" he cried! Throwing a card at me and running.
I grabbed it off the ground, and dashed away, firing a few warning shots as the securities fire missed me. I jammed the card into the yellow bus, and jumped in before the door had fully opened. I fired a last shot at the gaurds, making sure to miss, and slammed the door shut. I rushed up to the controls, and lifted the ship off the ground, flying it out the dock. I swiveled my head around, and saw through the protective blue barrier the security clamboring to get in their vultures. I had the turbo held down, but a freebus couldn't go very fast, and I still had around a thousand meters to go when the Vultures left the dock.
They approached rapidly sending streams of neutron fire into my hull. Knowing I wouldn't make it out, I cut the thrust and let my ship drift, crossing my fingers and hoping this would work. Their fire stopped, and I quickly shot my comm system with the blaster still in my hand. Checking my windows, I saw the Vultures approaching hesitantly, one of them attaching to my ship. I grabbed a screwdrive from my belt and began taking apart the weapon. As it opened up, I grabbed the power cell--for a worst case scenario. I stuffed it in my pocket and hid the remains of the gun a moment before the Vultures pilot burst into the cockpit with a blaster aimed at my head.
Hehe, another life, oh how I've been there.
"Hands up."
Raising my hands, I gave the security officer a slight smile.
"Oh yeah, really funny this is," he said, glaring at me. "Lessee...a few years for brandishing a gun, a couple for stealing, tack on a few more for resisting arrest, and--"
"This is resisting?" I asked him, smiling a bit wider. "Believe me friend, you'll know when I'm resisting."
"Just shut up and follow me," he replied, narrowing his eyes. "Walk slowly into my ship,"
"Yessir Mr. Officer"
We walked down the corridor, and as we entered the cockpit, my supposed captor hit a button on his comm, connecting him to (presumably) the other Vulture. "Yeah, I got him. Naw, no trouble at all. Why don't you dock though to do the paperwork, I don't trust him unless one of us is pointing something weaponlike at him."
I heard a thunk as the other ship connected, and a minute later the other officer strode in. He glanced at my face, and did a double take. "Do you know who this is!?" he shouted at the other officer.
"No..."
"It's S--"
Taking advantage of their distraction, I lunged forward and grabbed the gun out of the first officer's hand, and kicked the other hard between the legs. As predicted, he fell with a grunt.
"Hold on just a minute buddy..." said the not-yet injured officer. "You've got a bunch of crimes to answer for already, from what my partner says a lot more than what's happened today. You don't want to add killing a security officer...plus if you just set that gun down I'll put in a good word for you."
I laughed, but didn't lower the weapon. "What, you think you guys can catch me? You've done a fine job on Shape and the rest of BLAK...and you know Borb the Second? He's a good friend of mine. Trust me not only will you fail at capturing me, you don't want to even try with my aquaintences."
"Please..." he whipsered. "I got a wife and kids back at the station...."
"No you don't you're just making that up to appeal to whatever concience you think I have. Don't try to follow me," I added, shooting him in the leg and dashing off towards the other officer's Vulture. I took a moment to stop in the engine room, and I pulled the power cell out of my pocket, setting it carefully next to the battery. I told him not to chase me...lets see if he listened.
Minutes later I sat down at the controls of the other Vulture, and disconnected from the other. As my ship approached the 3000m away from the station, I turned back, and saw the other Security Officer approaching...well, he was going to get what he deserved.
"I'm going to the wormhole, but I wouldn't reccomend jumping after me," I said to the sector. I initiated my jump, and turned back to see the explosion of his ship, meaning the batteries heat had detonated the power cell. Not enough to take the entire ship, but when its that close to an engine...
My ship emerged, right next to the wormhole to Sedina. I glanced at the sector list, and saw Borb, just like we had planned.
"Hey," I called to him.
"Hey man! Glad to see you flying as Starbucks Ninja again!"
Raising my hands, I gave the security officer a slight smile.
"Oh yeah, really funny this is," he said, glaring at me. "Lessee...a few years for brandishing a gun, a couple for stealing, tack on a few more for resisting arrest, and--"
"This is resisting?" I asked him, smiling a bit wider. "Believe me friend, you'll know when I'm resisting."
"Just shut up and follow me," he replied, narrowing his eyes. "Walk slowly into my ship,"
"Yessir Mr. Officer"
We walked down the corridor, and as we entered the cockpit, my supposed captor hit a button on his comm, connecting him to (presumably) the other Vulture. "Yeah, I got him. Naw, no trouble at all. Why don't you dock though to do the paperwork, I don't trust him unless one of us is pointing something weaponlike at him."
I heard a thunk as the other ship connected, and a minute later the other officer strode in. He glanced at my face, and did a double take. "Do you know who this is!?" he shouted at the other officer.
"No..."
"It's S--"
Taking advantage of their distraction, I lunged forward and grabbed the gun out of the first officer's hand, and kicked the other hard between the legs. As predicted, he fell with a grunt.
"Hold on just a minute buddy..." said the not-yet injured officer. "You've got a bunch of crimes to answer for already, from what my partner says a lot more than what's happened today. You don't want to add killing a security officer...plus if you just set that gun down I'll put in a good word for you."
I laughed, but didn't lower the weapon. "What, you think you guys can catch me? You've done a fine job on Shape and the rest of BLAK...and you know Borb the Second? He's a good friend of mine. Trust me not only will you fail at capturing me, you don't want to even try with my aquaintences."
"Please..." he whipsered. "I got a wife and kids back at the station...."
"No you don't you're just making that up to appeal to whatever concience you think I have. Don't try to follow me," I added, shooting him in the leg and dashing off towards the other officer's Vulture. I took a moment to stop in the engine room, and I pulled the power cell out of my pocket, setting it carefully next to the battery. I told him not to chase me...lets see if he listened.
Minutes later I sat down at the controls of the other Vulture, and disconnected from the other. As my ship approached the 3000m away from the station, I turned back, and saw the other Security Officer approaching...well, he was going to get what he deserved.
"I'm going to the wormhole, but I wouldn't reccomend jumping after me," I said to the sector. I initiated my jump, and turned back to see the explosion of his ship, meaning the batteries heat had detonated the power cell. Not enough to take the entire ship, but when its that close to an engine...
My ship emerged, right next to the wormhole to Sedina. I glanced at the sector list, and saw Borb, just like we had planned.
"Hey," I called to him.
"Hey man! Glad to see you flying as Starbucks Ninja again!"
Follow up post:
So yes, I'm Starbucks Ninja. Hear that VPR? There was no point in worrying about IA being under pirate influence from Borb, seeing as how its COMMANDER was a pirate. Or is.
My rules of RPing!
Smittens=Smittens
Starbucks Ninja=Starbucks Ninja
Except for tonight when I admitted I am both, they stay separate. I'm sure none of you will believe it, but yes.
However, if you would like to talk to Smittens or SN when I"m on the other, just say "I would like to talk to ____" (blank being the one I'm not playing). Within a minute you'll see "*Poof-is _____" blank again being who I'm not playing, at which point in my conversation to you, I am whoever I say I am. So I think that's all...
If anyone would like to see the final showdown between me and Starbucks on 100, let me know, and I'll email it to you or post it.
So yes, I'm Starbucks Ninja. Hear that VPR? There was no point in worrying about IA being under pirate influence from Borb, seeing as how its COMMANDER was a pirate. Or is.
My rules of RPing!
Smittens=Smittens
Starbucks Ninja=Starbucks Ninja
Except for tonight when I admitted I am both, they stay separate. I'm sure none of you will believe it, but yes.
However, if you would like to talk to Smittens or SN when I"m on the other, just say "I would like to talk to ____" (blank being the one I'm not playing). Within a minute you'll see "*Poof-is _____" blank again being who I'm not playing, at which point in my conversation to you, I am whoever I say I am. So I think that's all...
If anyone would like to see the final showdown between me and Starbucks on 100, let me know, and I'll email it to you or post it.