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Thread: Overheard in the offices of SOE
Hell, he apparently had to "fight" to get us the WoW-clone slicing system...
Before that it was a dumbed down WoW-clone... dumbed down from WoW... I mean jumpin jeezus on a pogo stick.
Antonnio wrote:
An R2 Rolls into the SOE office. He begins to transmit a message via hologram.
The blue image shoots forward, displaying Antonnio Rossi in a desperate situation.
General GreenMarine, weeks ago you served the Smugglers in the slicing system.
Now they beg you to help them in their struggle for the smuggling revamp.
I regret that I am unable to present the smuggler's request to you in
person, but the forum thread discussing our future has been deleted, and I'm afraid my mission
to bring you to the In-Development forum has failed. I have placed information vital
to the survival of the Smugglers into the memory systems of this R2
unit. The Smugglers will know how to retrieve it. You must see this droid
safely delivered to them in the Smuggler Forum. This is our most desperate hour.
Help me, GreenMarine, you're our only hope.
Message Edited by Antonnio on 07-20-2005 12:23 PM
You gotta admit...Antonnio doesn't look half bad with cinnabuns glued to the sides of his head...
Antonnio wrote:
An R2 Rolls into the SOE office. He begins to transmit a message via hologram.
The blue image shoots forward, displaying Antonnio Rossi in a desperate situation.
General GreenMarine, weeks ago you served the Smugglers in the slicing system.
Now they beg you to help them in their struggle for the smuggling revamp.
I regret that I am unable to present the smuggler's request to you in
person, but the forum thread discussing our future has been deleted, and I'm afraid my mission
to bring you to the In-Development forum has failed. I have placed information vital
to the survival of the Smugglers into the memory systems of this R2
unit. The Smugglers will know how to retrieve it. You must see this droid
safely delivered to them in the Smuggler Forum. This is our most desperate hour.
Help me, GreenMarine, you're our only hope.
/sound of lightsaber igniting
R2 gives a last horrified beep, then slumps to the ground. Small streaks of energy surround the gap in his back while hissensors lighten upone more time, before turning dark.
/evil laughter
Angus, sad but rings all too true.
There's a reason why slicing tools are loot, too.
It's because looting is the most comfortable paradigm in the SOE and SWG executive suites. They don't believe in actuallycreating things, only looting them from elsewhere. As evidence, I present the looted from an accursed elf game level system.
Antonnio wrote: An R2 Rolls into the SOE office. He begins to transmit a message via hologram. The blue image shoots forward, displaying Antonnio Rossi in a desperate situation. General GreenMarine, weeks ago you served the Smugglers in the slicing system. Now they beg you to help them in their struggle for the smuggling revamp. I regret that I am unable to present the smuggler's request to you in person, but the forum thread discussing our future has been deleted, and I'm afraid my mission to bring you to the In-Development forum has failed. I have placed information vital to the survival of the Smugglers into the memory systems of this R2 unit. The Smugglers will know how to retrieve it. You must see this droid safely delivered to them in the Smuggler Forum. This is our most desperate hour. Help me, GreenMarine, you're our only hope.
Message Edited by Antonnio on 07-20-200512:23 PM
Drops out of hyperspace.
WES BELDEN: What the...? Aw, we've come out of hyperspace into a meteor
shower. Some kind of asteroid collision. It's not on any of the
charts.
GM: What's going on?
WES BELDEN: Our position is correct, except...no, Smuggler Forums!
GM: What do you mean? Where is it?
WES BELDEN: Thats what I'm trying to tell you, kid. It ain't there. It's been
totally blown away.
GM: What? How?
WES BELDEN: Destroyed...by the Empire! There's another fighter coming in.
GM: Maybe they know what happened.
BACCIACA: It's an Imperial.
WES BELDEN: What the hell are you doing here?
A huge explosion bursts outside the cockpit window, shaking the ship violently. A tiny, finned Imperial TIE fighter races past the cockpit window.
GM: It followed us!
BACCIACA: No. It's a short range fighter.
WES BELDEN: Look, jedi-guy. If you don’t get out of my YT right now, I’m spacing you.
GM: It sure is leaving in a big hurry. If they identify us, we're in big trouble.
WES BELDEN: Not if I can help it. Jam it's transmissions.
BACCIACA: It'd be as well to let it go. It's too far out of range.
WES BELDEN: Not for long...
BIACCACA: A fighter that size couldn't get this deep into space on its own.
GM: It must have gotten lost, been part of a convoy or something.
WES BELDEN: Well, he ain't going to be around long enough to tell anyone at Sony about us.
GM: Look at him. He's headed for that small moon.
WES BELDEN: I think I can get him before he gets there...he's almost in
range.
The small moon begins to take on the appearance of a monstrous spherical battle station.
BIACCACA: That's no moon! It's a space station.
WES BELDEN: That’s it! I’m tired of everything you ask for being given to you.
POOF! Wes pulls a lever and the Jedi Correspondent is ejected into the cold vacuum of space.
WES BELDEN: Let's see how force cloak helps you now! Anyway, that's too big to be a space station.
GM: I have a very bad feeling about this.
But it IS a space station… With a giant SOE logo on it…………..
In space… no one can hear you post...
maxtheusher wrote:
I dunno, seems to me GM lost the will to fight a long time ago, if he ever had it.