Blub Empire
27-10-2006, 17:19
Moon of Pirate's Retreat, Setra System
Captain Torak leaned back in his chair and puffed on a cigar while watching his ground crew working in the command center. The raiding had gone well recently. The storage facilities on Pirate's Retreat were mostly full of valuable spare parts, luxury goods, food and water. The colony several lightyears away had proven to be a wealth of useful items, and the token resistance of the colonists had been no match for Torak's veteran raiders.
The command center was housed in a fortified building near the shuttle landing pads and boasted three walls covered in monitors and data panels. The half dozen or so semi-skilled pirate technicians manning the sensors were lax, mostly chatting with each other while eating their dinner or drinking beer.
It wouldn't have made any difference in the end, but their distraction allowed a tiny blip at the top of one of the screens to move towards the center, where a holographic representation of the moon was placed. When the 'technican' noted it, he frowned. "Ah, what's that now?" He used his mouse to click on the blip and zoomed in.
The object grew larger, and a rough outline of a high-speed assault ship filled the screen. "Might be Galaxy Police." The facility went into defensive mode and one of the light, pirate corvettes in orbit moved to intercept.
On another monitor, a live video feed showed the assault ship as a small speck of reflected light far away, growing bigger as the two ships closed. Without warning, the pirate corvette fired off a volley of laser blasts, causing the assault ship to spin and twist, dodging between the shots. "He's good.."
Pods opened up on the assault ship, revealing the black-painted tips of missiles. One after another, two of the missiles fired. The first streaked ahead, weaving and doing corkscrews to avoid anti-missile fire, then exploding suddenly into a massive cloud of silver particles, blinding sensors and the video feed.
The next thing seen was the second missile, emerging from the cloud, doing an arc.. then slamming directly into the bridge of the corvette. The ship's power flickered, and without steerage.. it began to drift off-course.
The assault ship zipped on past, the video feed catching a brief image of it.
Torak growled, "Rewind that!" - The video rewound, and in slow motion, the sleek assault ship passed across the screen. The cockpit was tinted, only the rough shape of a helmet visable within. There was lettering under the cockpit. "Rewind, zoom in!" And as the camera focused, the letters on the ship were revealed: Blub Fett.
"Is that a joke?"
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The command center was in ruins. Outside, the assault ship's automated cannon turret continued scanning for enemies, having cut down nearly thirty of the pirates already while its master was inside.
Smoke poured from the windows of the command center, and bodies lay strewn all about the hallways, the walls pocked with gunfire.
On the roof of the center, Torak paced nervously while clutching his blaster pistol. He grabbed a nearby pirate by the collar and shook him, "How is this happening?!" - From the stairs, blaster and gunfire rang out where a half dozen of the pirates had set up an ambush. The gunfire rattled for a moment, then went silent. - Everyone on the roof turned their heads to look at the stairwell in horror.
Slowly.. a helmet appeared, and wearing it.. was a Blub. The Blub also wore a jetpack, a military utility belt and carried a blaster carbine in its tentacles. The helmed face slowly turned left and right, regarding the pathetic cluster of pirates.
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Torak shuddered, "Listen.. stop! Why are you doing this?"
The helmet's translator triggered, "I've been hired to bring your head back."
The pirate captain blustered, "I can pay you more! How many credits did they offer you? I'll triple it!" A pirate lifted his blaster towards the Blub, but didn't manage to fire a shot before Blub Fett lifted one tentacle, which had a flamer strapped to it. One trigger of the flamer lit the pirate up in ion fire. The pirate flailed, falling off the roof.
"I don't take bribes." The blaster carbine pointed towards Torak, "I'll give you a head start, I'm the sporting type." Torak visably hesitated, "Lets make this quick, I'm really booked." Torak rather than taking the smart route, hesitated and tried to bring his blaster up.. but was immedietly cut down by a shot from Blub Fett.
The other pirates began to fire, but Blub Fett triggered his jetpack, shooting into the air. He fired his grappling hook down, sinking it into the chest of Torak's body, while dropping a thermal detonator onto the roof.
Towing his prize behind, Blub Fett landed near his ship as the rooftop exploded behind him. He dragged the body inside, and a moment later.. the ship lifted off.
Captain Torak leaned back in his chair and puffed on a cigar while watching his ground crew working in the command center. The raiding had gone well recently. The storage facilities on Pirate's Retreat were mostly full of valuable spare parts, luxury goods, food and water. The colony several lightyears away had proven to be a wealth of useful items, and the token resistance of the colonists had been no match for Torak's veteran raiders.
The command center was housed in a fortified building near the shuttle landing pads and boasted three walls covered in monitors and data panels. The half dozen or so semi-skilled pirate technicians manning the sensors were lax, mostly chatting with each other while eating their dinner or drinking beer.
It wouldn't have made any difference in the end, but their distraction allowed a tiny blip at the top of one of the screens to move towards the center, where a holographic representation of the moon was placed. When the 'technican' noted it, he frowned. "Ah, what's that now?" He used his mouse to click on the blip and zoomed in.
The object grew larger, and a rough outline of a high-speed assault ship filled the screen. "Might be Galaxy Police." The facility went into defensive mode and one of the light, pirate corvettes in orbit moved to intercept.
On another monitor, a live video feed showed the assault ship as a small speck of reflected light far away, growing bigger as the two ships closed. Without warning, the pirate corvette fired off a volley of laser blasts, causing the assault ship to spin and twist, dodging between the shots. "He's good.."
Pods opened up on the assault ship, revealing the black-painted tips of missiles. One after another, two of the missiles fired. The first streaked ahead, weaving and doing corkscrews to avoid anti-missile fire, then exploding suddenly into a massive cloud of silver particles, blinding sensors and the video feed.
The next thing seen was the second missile, emerging from the cloud, doing an arc.. then slamming directly into the bridge of the corvette. The ship's power flickered, and without steerage.. it began to drift off-course.
The assault ship zipped on past, the video feed catching a brief image of it.
Torak growled, "Rewind that!" - The video rewound, and in slow motion, the sleek assault ship passed across the screen. The cockpit was tinted, only the rough shape of a helmet visable within. There was lettering under the cockpit. "Rewind, zoom in!" And as the camera focused, the letters on the ship were revealed: Blub Fett.
"Is that a joke?"
-----
The command center was in ruins. Outside, the assault ship's automated cannon turret continued scanning for enemies, having cut down nearly thirty of the pirates already while its master was inside.
Smoke poured from the windows of the command center, and bodies lay strewn all about the hallways, the walls pocked with gunfire.
On the roof of the center, Torak paced nervously while clutching his blaster pistol. He grabbed a nearby pirate by the collar and shook him, "How is this happening?!" - From the stairs, blaster and gunfire rang out where a half dozen of the pirates had set up an ambush. The gunfire rattled for a moment, then went silent. - Everyone on the roof turned their heads to look at the stairwell in horror.
Slowly.. a helmet appeared, and wearing it.. was a Blub. The Blub also wore a jetpack, a military utility belt and carried a blaster carbine in its tentacles. The helmed face slowly turned left and right, regarding the pathetic cluster of pirates.
http://img443.imageshack.us/img443/1558/blubfett3rf.jpg
Torak shuddered, "Listen.. stop! Why are you doing this?"
The helmet's translator triggered, "I've been hired to bring your head back."
The pirate captain blustered, "I can pay you more! How many credits did they offer you? I'll triple it!" A pirate lifted his blaster towards the Blub, but didn't manage to fire a shot before Blub Fett lifted one tentacle, which had a flamer strapped to it. One trigger of the flamer lit the pirate up in ion fire. The pirate flailed, falling off the roof.
"I don't take bribes." The blaster carbine pointed towards Torak, "I'll give you a head start, I'm the sporting type." Torak visably hesitated, "Lets make this quick, I'm really booked." Torak rather than taking the smart route, hesitated and tried to bring his blaster up.. but was immedietly cut down by a shot from Blub Fett.
The other pirates began to fire, but Blub Fett triggered his jetpack, shooting into the air. He fired his grappling hook down, sinking it into the chest of Torak's body, while dropping a thermal detonator onto the roof.
Towing his prize behind, Blub Fett landed near his ship as the rooftop exploded behind him. He dragged the body inside, and a moment later.. the ship lifted off.