Yeah... uh... been there before. Not very fun, really. The powered ones put up a fight, but when it comes to the regular people, there's no challenge. Hmm. One question. Do we own it completely yet? I don't have time to look it up in the database.
OOC: Well, he's a pirate, a little unstable, and Yah was a good friend. It would drive someone like Stelam into a rage, or as close to rage looks like for him! I really can't wait to see what kind of twists this'll bring! I have somewhat of a reaction for Stelam, mainly very angry at first with possible murder on the…
Really? We have a Daniel Jacksson on the Body Squad as well. Guess that.. *Looks at names.* Oh.. I thought those were typos... sorry! *Throws O'Neil in with the rest.* Anyway, anyone need someone disposed off? The palace is fun, but I'm somewhat of a, uh, workaholic... ha ha ha...:D
O'Neil? You mean this O'Neil? *Throws Jack O'Neil of the Body Squad infront* O'Neil: Please forgive me, my Lord! Please! Yeah... not very god-like is he? *Kicks O'Neil.*
Why thank you sir. If you require my assistance again, please call. I'd be happy to help the Grand Regime anytime. *Leaves bridge, and returns to Earth. Specifcally Egypt, where his new palace is.*
*The Tel'tac flies over and the rings seem to fly through the bridge. The glass of it breaks and bodies fly out. The fleet starts to break from lack of direction. The Tel'tac returns* *Walks on bridge, carrying a body. Throws it infront of worffan.* My Tel'tac will need a new set of rings, Grand Vizier. But the mission is…
*A Tel'Tac flys by the bridge windows. It disappears. A messade comes in* The network is dead. Time to kill the head! I'm going for the main ship, direct all firepower off of that flag!
*Walks onto bridge.* I leave for ten damn seconds and the entire Grand Regime is at risk!? By Ba'al, this is bad! *Grabs comms officer* Relay a command to the Headmaster of the League of Assassin's, tell him to order the stealth fleet here! And bring the Asgard's!
OOC: Uhm, guys, I'm sorry but I'm not exactly feeling this one anymore. I just can't gey into the mindset of it, so, uh, coblivionc can you take over Baroan and Havraha or atleast kill them off? I just don't feel like continuing...
I shall depart immediately. Seeming as my new postongnis here, feel free to call upon me for any other assassinations you need. Hail Ba'al. *Bows and leaves room. The sound of a Tel'tac taking off soon follows.*
OOC: Man, I hate when I have to do that. And considering having no computer and only my nook, I'm hating what I'm doing right now... I think I just had to correct 5 errors there that wouldn't have happened otherwise...
The debris bounces off his sheild generator, along with several shot. Stelam dives off to cover, finding Jolan there, with a Hirogen rifle and a sead Hirogen Initiate. He signed that the idiot had gotten to close to them when mortar went off. Stelam looks around. Yah isn't there. He signs at Jolan, having to restart after…
"Captain, I detect no more life signatures in your area. Though that tracker in Miss L'lwin is rather disconcerting if you win. I would suggest taking the offer." Gerrard's voice eminates from Jolan's communicator. "I agree with that sentiment..." he says. "I hope you will forgive me Aiel, but my debt cannot be repayed…
Kronus: Hmm, well, where to start? *He takes a seat, preforming the Riker maneuver and then swinging his legs over the armrest.* Kronus: I am the product of an genetic experiment preformed by Section 31. Specifically, Drake and the upper echelon. *His eyes take on a faraway look* Kronus: Apparently, they had found a…
I'm back.... Vizier, I am sad to report that not all your minions passed, many with affiliations with Wraith supremisists and Jaffa radicals... I had to execute five total. Happily, none of them were majorly important! *Muttering* Even worse, it seems organicmanfred is completely loyal... *sigh* I want to kill him so…
Kronus: *Right back at him* Ooh, so you are telepathic. I had assumed so, but haven't any evidence. Anyway... Kronus, now walking in the door: what did you want?
"Not particularly..." he says as he grabs her and spins her around so she is infront of him. He puts a disrupter to her head. "I seem to be sensing from you that you want this girl alive. And being as I am not a moron and know how transactions like this usually end, I'm going to need some insurance." he yells. "Now, you…