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GREETINGS FROM THE FEDERATION, PEOPLE OF EARTH [Action/AU week]

Mar 05, 2011 20:33

[Despite the fact (or perhaps in spite of the fact) that most of the Academy seems to have gone completely crazy, Sunday dawns bright and clear, with hints of a warm spring wind against the melting snow. It is a fine day indeed.

A fine day to land your giant dong spaceship in the middle of the parking lot like a total douchenozzleSome might ( Read more... )

!gideon, the d is for douche, !little mac, i love my ship, !uxie, !kyle, i am the law, !max, aus within aus, business, !giovanni, !mallow, !samus

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BEHOLD IT IS MAX tank_rockarms March 6 2011, 05:48:38 UTC

::There is some sort of giant, overly-muscled muscleman hanging around, looking really, really confused::

colonel_falcon March 6 2011, 05:54:55 UTC

[Oh my god this guy is huge.

Is he for real. Falcon looks just as confused.]

tank_rockarms March 6 2011, 05:56:58 UTC

::Oh look it's somebody who isn't a robot or surrounded by pokemon THANK GOD::

Hey, Captain Falcon. What's with the new duds? And why'd you fly that thing to school? Never saw you fly that before.

colonel_falcon March 6 2011, 06:01:17 UTC

[Falcon is now trying to remember if he should know this guy from those days long ago when he was still a captain. Surely, he would have remembered such a ridiculously blue and muscled giant of a man. But he doesn't. Oh no he's getting old.]

I'm sorry. What?

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[Actione] n_objections March 7 2011, 05:55:34 UTC

[SO. AT APPROXIMATELY 0300 HOURS. Someone comes staggering into the parking lot looking for giant space dong. It's not here where did it go. GGghhnnnn she kind of stands around for a while, hoping she will find it, ambling in random directions until she gives up and brings a finger to her ear communicator. She misses the button the first two times but finally she gets it.]

...Colonel Falcon, this is Lieutenant Aran. Requesting location. Sir.

colonel_falcon March 7 2011, 06:00:12 UTC

[Falcon has manged to move his space dong a whole 500 yards to the edge of the forest, where he has proceeded to cloak it and live in it like it's a space RV.

Despite his optimistic feelings from earlier in the day, Samus had quickly proven him wrong by not showing up at 2100 hours as he requested. He knew right away that he was not going to baby her by calling her and reminding her of their appointment, so he just let her not show up, waiting to see if she eventually would.

SHE DID. AT THREE AM.

Upon being woken up, he crawled out of bed and moved to the command console of the Flyer. He sounds very disgruntled.]

It's three in the morning, Lieutenant.

[But he uncloaks the ship anyway.]

n_objections March 7 2011, 06:05:08 UTC

[She has been slowly wandering aimlessly in the same direction but stops when he responds. The ship uncloaks like, 1 foot away from her face. She gasps and stumbles backwards, gloriously falling on her butt.]

Ow... No it's not it's like... [clumsily getting to her feet] two. [It's three.]

colonel_falcon March 7 2011, 06:08:43 UTC

[The hatch OPENS. Standing in the doorway is the esteemed Colonel whose hair is all messed up and he's in boxers and socks and he looks very displeased. He's pulled on a button down shirt to appear at least a little decent but come on it's not buttoned cuz it's like three in the morning.]

It's three.

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