((nice timing, red..
*Kioet gets up, almost unshaken*
Kioet: What the hell?!!??
*Kioet presses some buttons on his shuttle-slavelink remote, and 10 gun turrets and 2 missile turrets are deployed, and the self destruct on the landing craft is set on standby* ((note that this landing craft is carrying various amounts of ammo, including thermal detonators))
Kioet: Help me Farran, I'm not feeling well. Farran, I don't feel...like myself...All I'm feeling is anger and rage.....like I'm supposed to destroy everything in my path....now....every....everybo.....EVERYBODY DIES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
*Kioet presses the self destruct button*
Kioet: YOU'VE ALL GOT 15 SECONDS TO SURRENDER, OR WE ALL DIE IN A VIOLENT EXPLOSION THAT MOS EISELY, OR TATOOINE FOR THAT MATTER HAS NEVER SEEN!!!!!!
Battle is a pure form of expression. It is heart and discipline, reduced to movement and motion. In battle, the words are swept away, giving way to actions-- mercy, sacrifice, anger, fear. These are pure moments of expression.
Last edited by Rogue15; 01-27-2003 at 11:15 PM.