Post by theodashdog on Jun 9, 2017 22:04:55 GMT
Part 1
@ 12-06-2012 06:38 PM, Sir Talmid wrote:
Prologue
The loud exclamations of boos and jeers from the crowd of onlooking Sentinels was deafening, with smaller groups of hushed Ventures and Assemblies conversing quietly on the situation.
The situation was frequent, and happened regularly, but can't be called normal. The result of a faction war, a group of Paradox Space Marauders, Shinobis, and Sorcerers trudged through the dense masses of Knights, Samurais, and Space Rangers that blocked there way, towards a large, dark gray colored transport vessel, bearing an old, scratched Nexus Force logo clumsily painted on the side.
Sentinel Guards stood by the boarding ramp, and ushered the brigade of Paradox into the starship, which would take them to the prison world of Farpoint, where the defendant Paradox would stand trial and subsequent jail time for their crimes.
Attempted murder of the faction leaders and destruction of the Nexus Force. Through a faction war.
This was only a small part of Paradox, with the rest of the faction under fire from the other factions. The actions of few often severely impacted the many. This was no exception.
The leader of the rebel group of Paradox was known simply as 'thedude', an evil mastermind bent on causing destruction through degrammarization. Together with his sidekick Barney the Dinosaur, they nearly decimated Nexus Tower, but were stopped.
And now those two evil beings were the last to board the transport craft. Turning to his ally in evil, thedude whispered in the T-Rex's non-existent ears, "uporaishon renegad staig too bigens naoow"
The bumbling form of a Kids TV Show Star nodded and giggled maniacally. "Hoo hoo hoo, oh boy oh boy! This will be fun! There are lots of things, you can-"
"shut op" thedude snapped, socking Barney in the jaw.
Being a giant piece of fabric, it didn't hurt Barney, but it prompted him to say one of his famous lines. "We should all be friends."
thedude gritted his teeth to keep from screaming out exaggerated curses at Barney, and silently entered the starship as the Sentinel Guards closed the door-ramp.
The prisoner transport took off away from Nimbus Station, and then uporaishon renegad staig too began.
...
@ 12-06-2012 10:04 PM, Sir Thingguy the 2nd wrote:
Chapter One — Strange Message Via Message Pigeon
King Matthias sat in anguish in his throne. A month earlier, a strange ship known as the SS Botany Bay had landed in his kingdom and an army of red and black warriors had stepped out. They carried strange, futuristic weapons that smashed his knights with ease and broke through all his outer defenses. His kingdom was in turmoil.
And, to make matters worse, King Matthias feared that these rogues had abducted his daughter, the spunky and independent Lady Jonna. She had gone missing two days prior and he had received no sign of her. He had developed an obsessive and overwhelming hatred for these renegades and had consulted his historian about their identity.
“Excuse me, but do you know any crooked organizations that specialize in terrorizing and kidnapping?” asked King Matthias.
“Did you look in the yellow pages?” asked the historian.
“Um… no,” said the King.
“Then don’t bother me, I’m busy pouring over textbooks, doing nothing but dusting and looking busy and getting paid for it,” said the historian.
King Matthias, being a gentle guy at heart, and not one to execute people because of their manners, let the matter drop. He left the historian’s chamber and went to his librarian, looking for the most recent yellow pages.
“Excuse me, but do you have the latest edition of the yellow pages?” asked King Matthias.
“Certainly,” said the Librarian, “that’ll be £12.”
“What?” asked Matthias in disbelief, “but this is a library!”
“And I’m the Royal Librarian,” said the Librarian, “now don’t bother me, I’m busy pouring over textbooks, doing nothing but dusting and looking busy and getting paid for it.”
Feeling as though he had just been through the same experience twice, the King left the library and headed for his room. He climbed the tedious steps (getting an elevator was too far above his budget) and opened the door to his bedchamber. He reached into the drawer next to his bed and pulled out his own phone book. He flipped to the Yellow Pages and scrolled through the “evil” section. There! An ad for “Evil Paradox Rouges That Like Pie.”
“That’s them,” Matthias muttered to himself, “I recognize that picture.”
Realizing that he would also need some more hands, such as mercenaries, he flipped to the “Knights for rent” section. He came across a relatively cheap organization called “KOTOS,” or “The Knights of Olde Speech.” Matthias looked down at the ad.
PLEASE HIRE US!!!!
PLEASE!
Please?
Pretty please?
55 Unemployed rd., Nimbus Station, LU, 12345
Interested, King Matthias sent a servant down to his Royal Message Pigeon dude.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Sir Talmid sat at his desk, leaning heavily on his chair with his legs propped up on his desktop. He had received permission by the Nexus Force to open a small business in Nimbus Station that would hire out the Knights of Olde Speech to run Elite Errands and tasks for a price. So far, the only people that had hired them out was the Sentinel Faction, to repel a small group of Paradox that was too small for them to bother with. They had received a small payment and now were unemployed.
It was as Talmid was sitting at his desk that a curious blue pigeon with a note attached to his leg flew through his window and relieved itself on his desk. Talmid leapt up and quickly grabbed a paper towel, returning the desk to its original state of immaculate cleanliness.
Talmid set down the paper towel and turned to look at the message pigeon. It was your standard Message Pigeon; blue, plump, and had a message tied to his leg. Talmid reached down and unfastened the note and read it. His eyes moved across the parchment, getting wider with every word. He finished the message and ran into the back room, where his counterparts Thingguy and Lukas were doing their own constructive activities. Thingguy was sleeping with his horse, Deadbeat, and Lukas was knitting.
“C’mon, guys, rally up the other knights!” said Talmid, “We’ve been hired!”
“Great!” said Lukas, “but I don’t know where Legoboy and Seton are.”
Thingguy snored.
“They’re probably out in the yard,” said Talmid, “and we’ll need to acquire a transport of some kind.”
“Well who hired us?” asked Lukas, “but before you answer, we are on official business, right?”
“Yeah,” said Talmid.
“So shouldn't we talk in old-timey talk?” asked Lukas.
“Yeah,” Talmid sighed, “whilst out in the main chamber, a blue pigeon approached me and delivered a note from a certain King Matthias giving us the details of a certain mission in which we ward off Paradox Renegades.”
“Wait, how did a pigeon accomplish inter-planetary travel?” asked Lukas.
Talmid thought for a moment.
“Or inter-universal travel, for that matter,” said Talmid.
Thingguy snored.
“Well, I guess a vague job is better than no job,” said Lukas, “Count me in.”
“Then let’s go!” said Talmid.
“I’m busy,” mumbled Thingguy.
Three minutes later, four knights and a knight whose face was thoroughly soaked were in a Nexus Transport on their way to the world of Knight’s Kingdom.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
@ 12-06-2012 06:38 PM, Sir Talmid wrote:
Prologue
The loud exclamations of boos and jeers from the crowd of onlooking Sentinels was deafening, with smaller groups of hushed Ventures and Assemblies conversing quietly on the situation.
The situation was frequent, and happened regularly, but can't be called normal. The result of a faction war, a group of Paradox Space Marauders, Shinobis, and Sorcerers trudged through the dense masses of Knights, Samurais, and Space Rangers that blocked there way, towards a large, dark gray colored transport vessel, bearing an old, scratched Nexus Force logo clumsily painted on the side.
Sentinel Guards stood by the boarding ramp, and ushered the brigade of Paradox into the starship, which would take them to the prison world of Farpoint, where the defendant Paradox would stand trial and subsequent jail time for their crimes.
Attempted murder of the faction leaders and destruction of the Nexus Force. Through a faction war.
This was only a small part of Paradox, with the rest of the faction under fire from the other factions. The actions of few often severely impacted the many. This was no exception.
The leader of the rebel group of Paradox was known simply as 'thedude', an evil mastermind bent on causing destruction through degrammarization. Together with his sidekick Barney the Dinosaur, they nearly decimated Nexus Tower, but were stopped.
And now those two evil beings were the last to board the transport craft. Turning to his ally in evil, thedude whispered in the T-Rex's non-existent ears, "uporaishon renegad staig too bigens naoow"
The bumbling form of a Kids TV Show Star nodded and giggled maniacally. "Hoo hoo hoo, oh boy oh boy! This will be fun! There are lots of things, you can-"
"shut op" thedude snapped, socking Barney in the jaw.
Being a giant piece of fabric, it didn't hurt Barney, but it prompted him to say one of his famous lines. "We should all be friends."
thedude gritted his teeth to keep from screaming out exaggerated curses at Barney, and silently entered the starship as the Sentinel Guards closed the door-ramp.
The prisoner transport took off away from Nimbus Station, and then uporaishon renegad staig too began.
...
@ 12-06-2012 10:04 PM, Sir Thingguy the 2nd wrote:
Chapter One — Strange Message Via Message Pigeon
King Matthias sat in anguish in his throne. A month earlier, a strange ship known as the SS Botany Bay had landed in his kingdom and an army of red and black warriors had stepped out. They carried strange, futuristic weapons that smashed his knights with ease and broke through all his outer defenses. His kingdom was in turmoil.
And, to make matters worse, King Matthias feared that these rogues had abducted his daughter, the spunky and independent Lady Jonna. She had gone missing two days prior and he had received no sign of her. He had developed an obsessive and overwhelming hatred for these renegades and had consulted his historian about their identity.
“Excuse me, but do you know any crooked organizations that specialize in terrorizing and kidnapping?” asked King Matthias.
“Did you look in the yellow pages?” asked the historian.
“Um… no,” said the King.
“Then don’t bother me, I’m busy pouring over textbooks, doing nothing but dusting and looking busy and getting paid for it,” said the historian.
King Matthias, being a gentle guy at heart, and not one to execute people because of their manners, let the matter drop. He left the historian’s chamber and went to his librarian, looking for the most recent yellow pages.
“Excuse me, but do you have the latest edition of the yellow pages?” asked King Matthias.
“Certainly,” said the Librarian, “that’ll be £12.”
“What?” asked Matthias in disbelief, “but this is a library!”
“And I’m the Royal Librarian,” said the Librarian, “now don’t bother me, I’m busy pouring over textbooks, doing nothing but dusting and looking busy and getting paid for it.”
Feeling as though he had just been through the same experience twice, the King left the library and headed for his room. He climbed the tedious steps (getting an elevator was too far above his budget) and opened the door to his bedchamber. He reached into the drawer next to his bed and pulled out his own phone book. He flipped to the Yellow Pages and scrolled through the “evil” section. There! An ad for “Evil Paradox Rouges That Like Pie.”
“That’s them,” Matthias muttered to himself, “I recognize that picture.”
Realizing that he would also need some more hands, such as mercenaries, he flipped to the “Knights for rent” section. He came across a relatively cheap organization called “KOTOS,” or “The Knights of Olde Speech.” Matthias looked down at the ad.
PLEASE HIRE US!!!!
PLEASE!
Please?
Pretty please?
55 Unemployed rd., Nimbus Station, LU, 12345
Interested, King Matthias sent a servant down to his Royal Message Pigeon dude.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Sir Talmid sat at his desk, leaning heavily on his chair with his legs propped up on his desktop. He had received permission by the Nexus Force to open a small business in Nimbus Station that would hire out the Knights of Olde Speech to run Elite Errands and tasks for a price. So far, the only people that had hired them out was the Sentinel Faction, to repel a small group of Paradox that was too small for them to bother with. They had received a small payment and now were unemployed.
It was as Talmid was sitting at his desk that a curious blue pigeon with a note attached to his leg flew through his window and relieved itself on his desk. Talmid leapt up and quickly grabbed a paper towel, returning the desk to its original state of immaculate cleanliness.
Talmid set down the paper towel and turned to look at the message pigeon. It was your standard Message Pigeon; blue, plump, and had a message tied to his leg. Talmid reached down and unfastened the note and read it. His eyes moved across the parchment, getting wider with every word. He finished the message and ran into the back room, where his counterparts Thingguy and Lukas were doing their own constructive activities. Thingguy was sleeping with his horse, Deadbeat, and Lukas was knitting.
“C’mon, guys, rally up the other knights!” said Talmid, “We’ve been hired!”
“Great!” said Lukas, “but I don’t know where Legoboy and Seton are.”
Thingguy snored.
“They’re probably out in the yard,” said Talmid, “and we’ll need to acquire a transport of some kind.”
“Well who hired us?” asked Lukas, “but before you answer, we are on official business, right?”
“Yeah,” said Talmid.
“So shouldn't we talk in old-timey talk?” asked Lukas.
“Yeah,” Talmid sighed, “whilst out in the main chamber, a blue pigeon approached me and delivered a note from a certain King Matthias giving us the details of a certain mission in which we ward off Paradox Renegades.”
“Wait, how did a pigeon accomplish inter-planetary travel?” asked Lukas.
Talmid thought for a moment.
“Or inter-universal travel, for that matter,” said Talmid.
Thingguy snored.
“Well, I guess a vague job is better than no job,” said Lukas, “Count me in.”
“Then let’s go!” said Talmid.
“I’m busy,” mumbled Thingguy.
Three minutes later, four knights and a knight whose face was thoroughly soaked were in a Nexus Transport on their way to the world of Knight’s Kingdom.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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