The Galactic Adventures of Pierce Darkblade
"Ugh...Commander just give me a moment to finish my spaghetti and meatballs first."
"Sir?!" You cut out the communication.
"Uhh...Captain ya know i can make the dish again anytime ya want. This sounds important." Kilowent uneasily says.
"Seriously Kilowent...Get back in the kitchen before I piss on your face."
As you are scarfing down the meatballs, Kilowent looks at you in disgust, ignoring your order to get back in the kitchen. You will piss on his face later you think to yourself.After you finish this delicious spaghetti.
Your communicator goes off again, it's Commander Fraglon again.
"SIR A METEOR JUST DESTROYED THE CAPITAL CITY. THE ENGINEERING TEAM IS DEAD."
Whoa that sucks you think. But you still got saucy spaghetti to finish.
"Ok ok Commander. Decloak and pursue the enemy ship." You press the communicator off .
You continue to eat your meal, sipping on some champagne inbetween bites when suddenly a huge force rocks the entire ship, spinning it out of control.
Over the speakers Fraglon comes on, "The ship has just been clipped by a large meteor, the ship will loose internal stability in 90 seconds! Everyone to the escape pods immediatley!!"
You try and stand to leave the eatery to head toward the escape pods but the ship is too out of control, you fall over and roll against a bunch of chairs and hit a wall, hard. You see Kilowent tumbling in another direction.
"You killed us all you fat bastard! You fat waste! AAAAAHHH!!"
You think maybe you should of done something else instead of satisfied your stomach during such an important mission. The room tears in half revealing outside space. You are sucked outside the ship and begin gasping for air, but alas you know you will not find any air in space. You feel your body crushing in on itself and your lungs collapse. The last thing you see is the Pachyderm exploding in various segments, with some escape pods launching away. At least some of your crew survived, you selfish bastard.
"Sir?!" You cut out the communication.
"Uhh...Captain ya know i can make the dish again anytime ya want. This sounds important." Kilowent uneasily says.
"Seriously Kilowent...Get back in the kitchen before I piss on your face."
As you are scarfing down the meatballs, Kilowent looks at you in disgust, ignoring your order to get back in the kitchen. You will piss on his face later you think to yourself.After you finish this delicious spaghetti.
Your communicator goes off again, it's Commander Fraglon again.
"SIR A METEOR JUST DESTROYED THE CAPITAL CITY. THE ENGINEERING TEAM IS DEAD."
Whoa that sucks you think. But you still got saucy spaghetti to finish.
"Ok ok Commander. Decloak and pursue the enemy ship." You press the communicator off .
You continue to eat your meal, sipping on some champagne inbetween bites when suddenly a huge force rocks the entire ship, spinning it out of control.
Over the speakers Fraglon comes on, "The ship has just been clipped by a large meteor, the ship will loose internal stability in 90 seconds! Everyone to the escape pods immediatley!!"
You try and stand to leave the eatery to head toward the escape pods but the ship is too out of control, you fall over and roll against a bunch of chairs and hit a wall, hard. You see Kilowent tumbling in another direction.
"You killed us all you fat bastard! You fat waste! AAAAAHHH!!"
You think maybe you should of done something else instead of satisfied your stomach during such an important mission. The room tears in half revealing outside space. You are sucked outside the ship and begin gasping for air, but alas you know you will not find any air in space. You feel your body crushing in on itself and your lungs collapse. The last thing you see is the Pachyderm exploding in various segments, with some escape pods launching away. At least some of your crew survived, you selfish bastard.
