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*** Tamper Lad rides shotgun on a hover jeep while the Colonel sits in the back seat beaming waving happily to the civilians in their bombed out hovels, while throwing cans of pudding to children reaching out of the blown out windows.
The Colonel stands clearing his throat and brushing his mustache. The dignified but paunchy silver fox signals Tamper who raises the holo camera to capture the speech to come.***
Colonel Wellesley: Fellow Citizens in order to protect your lives and property, and in light of the collapse of Legion World's own security forces I have mobilized elements of Wellesley Hospitality Industries' Paramilitary Emergency Mercenaries (WHIPEM) from our Legion World cupcake plant and Wellesley Logistics' Regional Distribution Centre and instructed them to distribute relief supplies and maintain order here on the well ordered streets of Legion World. Do not be alarmed by the presence of heavily armed soldiers on the streets, we are here to help.
From: Canada | Registered: Apr 2005
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Okay, gotta remember the sequence of events...Vee Reborn, the E-M pulse, the tesseract calamity, Cali dies, the zombie hordes Slim duels Cobalt to the death, the Ice City falls, battle at the Tower, Legion World's computers rebel, the Supergirl robots, the Eye chooses--no! It's all out of sequence!
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<as the Computer Tyrant assumes command of Legion World's computers, an immediate effect is felt as all systems directly connected to its mother boards begin to function erratically>
<traffic controls switch off, computers of all types go down--including those monitoring and regulating such vital systems as food replication, power generators and public transit>
Soon, I will be able to override Legion World's atmospheric and gravitic controls!!!
Registered: Oct 2003
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Colonel Wellesley: DreadNaught Tamper my Lad. The ladies don't like a man who suffers sweating from loss of nerve.
** The Colonel draws his pistol and empties the 6 chambers of the revolver at the advancing zombie horde. Tamper pulls out his laser rifle and fires. **
Colonel: Yes Lad, that's more like it. We'll make a man of you yet.
** The Colonel's elite squad recruited from the best bakers and cupcake decorators in the whole of the Colonel's business empire locked arms and advanced on the army of zombies. Each held their weapons forward forming an tight bunch of energy lances. The phalynx advanced the wall of energy cutting down masses of advancing zombie.
Tamper's alarm sounded indicating a problem. Turning to the Colonel... **
Colonel that was the Legion World Grid. The EmergencyFailSafe Daemon has detected the Computer Tyrant has taken control of the main operating kernel and has just shut down all systems on the planet to protect its core programming. LEGION WORLD IS DOWN!!!
*** The Colonel looked back at Tamper for a second. ***
Colonel Wellesley: Then we'll just have to do like we did in my day lad. With the power of our muscles and the strength of our will.
From: Canada | Registered: Apr 2005
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Tell me Lardy, where are your friends? Where are Gary Concord and the other villains on Legoin World?
Or if you walk the streets alone, where the RMB are numerous, would you care to grace us with your presence?
Perhaps you might see that I mean you, nor any other Legion Worlder, any harm?
From: If you don't want my peaches, honey... | Registered: Sep 2003
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How about a beer together in SHAKES Lardy? Surely you remember the last time we shared a drink together? You told me the name of your newborn son.
Do you remember his name?
From: If you don't want my peaches, honey... | Registered: Sep 2003
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Worse than I thought...poor Helen...poor lil' Hugh...I'll have to check on them...
So tell me Lardy, at long last. How did I do it? How did I kill you? With my magnetism? Or did I stab you? Did I get my hands dirty...?
From: If you don't want my peaches, honey... | Registered: Sep 2003
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You KNOW what you did!!! Somehow you blocked me from teleporting out of the powersphere! I heard your voice mocking me as the flesh melted off my body!
Don't insult me by denying it when you have no one here to posture for!!!!
-------------------- "Suck it, depressos!"--M. Lash
From: The Underbelly of Society | Registered: Jul 2003
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