ATTENTION ALL YOU FLYING SKEET AND LUNCH MONEY CARRIERS!!!
Yes, you in the shuttle, and you in the fatboy cargo ship with space-moobs bigger then most full grown starships. Yeah, I'm talking to you.
Who am I?
I am Admiral Razor, of the Space Raiders...and I...am a Pirate.
And you...are just so much space scrap, if you...ahem, say it with me...
DON'T HAVE SHIELDS!!!
Now, I got a full battery of lasers and a stuffed rack of missles just ITCHING to unload on you. I get off on it, cause I'm a sick b******d like that. You know what pumps my pistons even more? Flying back over to you, after hijacking your precious cargo, then crapping it out of my airlocks, filled with explosives, just so it'll float past your viewscreen. It makes me feel all warm inside.
So, the moral of the story is...
GET SHIELDS! OR I'LL KILL YOU!!!
That is all.
Ahem...
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