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Website Moderators Part 7 ( of 10 )
By Dino-Snore
WEBSITE OF THE ROBOTS
( A Group of Robots are walking down a tunnel towards a gate )
Chamdar: This is the next to last shot we have at this, make it count! Data?
Mr. Data: 22 Meters and Closing!
Chamdar: C3PO?
C3PO: Your backs clear and covered!
Chamdar: R2. open the Gate!
R2D2: I'm on it!
C3PO: 8 Meters!
R2D2: Standing by!
( The gate opens, the Robots defend themsleves with MINIGUNS! )
Chamdar: Get that gate closed!
R2D2: I'm trying!
Chamdar: Try harder! Of all the uselss...how do they expect me to work with this Junk?
( R2D2 Gets the door closed, but a Flooder was allready amongst them, it blows up a Robot then goes for Chamdar )
Chamdar: I'm not afraid of you! It's not in my Programming!
( Chamdar rips the Flooder's Head off with his Bare hands, Flooder Juices melt half his face down to the Terminator Skull beneath. )
Chamdar: Engage Trashpactor!
R2D2: Pactor Engaged!
( The Trash Compactor...Star Wars style...Crushes the Flooders )
R2D2: Scratch another Pactor full of Flooders, not to mention the Pactor itself like the Last One!
Chamdar: We got one Pactor left, in Sector 7. we hit it tomorrow night!
R2D2: You know, I was afraid I would end up in one of these!
Chamdar: I would never let that happen to you! OKAY PEOPLE! BACK TO THE GARAGE!
( The Remaining Robots start moving )
Cylon: Query: Based on current Data, when will Humans return?
C3PO: It's been 2 Weeks since that last shuttle, and Dac's Site is a Day Away!
R2D2: Think they got Dac's Site?
Chamdar: I'm not sure...But I know Humans will return, it's this thing called Faith!
( Eagle 6 flew towards the Site of the Robots, it's SURVIVING crew of Mods are preparing for Trouble that they kept running into )
Trams: It's been 2 Years since I arranged for weapons to be hidden here! And it was orbiting Dac's Site, we could have gotten here when those Flooders invaded!
Rick: These guns could have been used in the First Place! Seth, anything?
Seth: Nope, LZ Looks clear! I'm bringing her down by the Garage!
Trams: The Site is run by a Few Humans, but the Crew are robots! All Prototypes, looking like Copyright Infringements! However, the Chamdar Unit is the exact same Model as Aragorn, right down to the Combat Programming!
( In the Back of the Eagle, Sgt. Malcolm addresses the Mods going into the Garage )
Malcolm: Okay, I want a Standard 90-Fan deploy out of the Track Attacker, front and back in 2 Squads! Camel, Mega, and Junkee on Left. Raptor Dude, Vinny, and Stealth on Right!
Stealth: Gee, thanks Sarge!
( The Mods enter the Track Attacker )
Stealth: For this crap detail, I'll need to foritfy, a Little HTML...I'll gain no Pain!
( Stealth pulls out a Small container and opens it. He then gets a Small scoop of the Green Substance and eats it. His eyes enlarge and widen as they dialate. He spots Trams looking at him funny and gives him a Stoned Smile in return )
Rick: Drop and Dust!
Seth: Roger!
Rick: Stay on station, this'll take a hour or so!
( The Eagle sets Down, the Track Attacker rolls down the Ramp and into the Garage )
TR112 ( Gripping the Steering Wheel ): Give me a Heading Mr. Trams!
Trams: 80 Meters ahead, up Broadway. Area 6, West Bay. The Guns are stored there but the ATTACK SHIP is in a Different Hanger! Oh, and Sgt. Malcolm? These structures are EM Shielded, so static will be at a Minimum!
Malcolm: Understood, you hear that Leatherneck Jarhead Greenhorns? Check your Radios!
( Rick looks at the Mods' Life Readings )
Rick: Stealth! Wake up! What's wrong with you, you're reading like your Asleep or something!
Stealth: I'm fine...fine..
( The Track Attacker pulls over, the Mods jump out )
Malcolm: GO GO GO! We're Mother Nature's Killers! Secure your Perimeter and call it in, Junkee!
Junkee: Copy Sarge, I'm on it!
( Stealth, ahead of Malcolm, starts to Panic in a way )
Stealth: This is my Rifle, there are many like it but this is mine...my rifle is my best friend. it's my Life...I must master it as I must master my life...without me my rilfe is useless. Without my Rifle I am useless....I must fire my rifle true. I must shoot straighter than my Enemy who is trying to kill me....I must shoot him before I uh, Crash.....OH MY GOD, I NEED ANOTHER HIT!
( Something moves in front of Stealth, Stealth screams and Pumps Lead into it via M16 )
Malcolm: STAND DOWN, PRIVATE! ( He grabs Stealth's M16 ) You are not on a Sleep and clear, you will not discharge your weapon without my permission! You have bollo'd for the LAST TIME! You're lucky all you hit was....( He looks down at the Swiss-Cheesed remains of R2D2 ) A Robot?
( Chamdar comes out of the Shadows with his Robot Army )
Chamdar: We sacrificed much to defend this place..at least respect us for that! After weeks of Waiting for help, first thing you do is Smoke one of my Own! Didn't they teach you anything at Mod Camp?
C3PO: They killed R2!
Malcolm: Uh Oh...
Chamdar ( Sifting through R2's Remains ): I'm so sorry R2....he was my Friend!
Malcolm: Now come on!
Chamdar: I will not harm, direct or indirect, a Moderator!
Malcolm: Listen up, you---( Chamdar punches him in the Face and sends him flying ) WHUPFF!
Chamdar: BACK OFF, SARGE! ( He grabs Stealth in a Strangle Hold ) This Private needs INSTRUCTION!
( Chamdar was about to Cave in Stealth's Skull when Malcolm runs up with the Largest Pistol Ever )
Malcolm: Hey! This isn't a Pellet Gun, it fires EXPLODER ROUNDS! They'll open up that Skull of yours like a Metal Pinata!
( Trams steps out of the Track Attacker to find the Mods and Robots targeting eachother )
Trams: SERGEANT! ENOUGH ENOUGH!
Malcolm: Tell your Boy that!
Trams: Chamdar, Emergancy Code ' Corporateasshole '
Chamdar: Acknoledged
( Chamdar drops Stealth )
Rick: Malcolm, commo your status, over!
Malcolm: Uh...P-Rim Secured!
Rick: Roger that, I'm exiting the Track Attacker
( Trams looks at Chamdar's Damage )
Tram: Flooder Juice Burns! Looks like Flooders are here, and Chamdar kept them at Bay!
Mr. Data: What about us?
Trams: Yes, you too!
( Rick and Malcolm are checking out the Guns )
Malcolm: Wow...Miniguns, Miniguns, Miniguns, Miniguns with Hemis...they got everything!
Rick: Pass out whats needed and Load the Rest!
( Robots and Mods alike load boxes full of Miniguns and Bullets )
Junkee: Man, I hate Sweating!
Tom Servo: HIGHLY MOTIVATED!
Crowe T. Robot: NO SHAMMING!
Chamdar: Lieutenant, what happens to my People here?
Rick: Your people?
( A Robot goes up to Junkee and Vinny )
Robot: Hello, I'm a Robot! Nice to meet you!
Junkee: Meh, Likewise!
Vinny: Hah, making friends allready, Junkee? Give it a Kiss...HAW!
Chamdar: These machines are alive as I am, they helped me defend this place!
Rick: Look, our command ship is destroyed, C.O.C. been out, we're 3 weeks from a Frontier Base, low on MREs, and not to mention poor Logistics!
Cylon: This unit will not leave with Humans?
( Camel, off to the side with a Scanner, starts screaming )
Camel: MOVEMENT! Signal Bearing 230 mark 340!
Rick: Malcolm, Junkee, move your teams out! Chamdar, be their guide on the walkway, find out how those Flooders keep getting in!
Camel: ( Reading Scanner ) Closing slowly...90 Meters...3 Signals in a Single File!
Chamdar: I got an Idea!
Rick: I'm thrilled, go do it!
Camel: 6 Signals coming in through the Roof like a Chimney!
( The Mods and Chamdar go up to an ETV )
Chamdar: The ETV's are water cooled, their Recycling System vents out over the end of the Hangar. The Only Obstruction would be a Fan!
Malcolm: Okay, we plug up the Vent with a Explosion.
Vinny: Rick's gonna leave us here with our Toys if we dont act now!
Junkee: Shut up!
Vinny: No.
Malcolm: Remember, these are MINIGUNS, not M16s! Watch the Recoil and fire short controlled Bursts! Talk to me, Camel!
Camel: 8 Signals, ranging 50 to 60 Meters along one axis. Changing direction, bearing 05 Mark 0!
Malcolm: Stealth, screw it on stait or or I'll knock it off and go poopoo in it!
Stealth: Yes sir!
Camel: They're moving right towards us straight on...OH GOD, I CAN SEE THEM!
Malcolm: POINT AND SHOOT! CENTER MASS, SHORT BURSTS!
( The Mods let loose with thier new Guns and Splatter Flooders allover the walls )
Chamdar: Sergeant, we dont have to get through these Flooders to set the Charge...we can use the ETV! But there's a Catch!
Sergeant: Allways is!
Chamdar: Manual Detonator, someone has to ride the ETV Over...
Lost in Space Robot: I'LL TAKE THAT RIDE!
Chamdar: You sure?
Lost in Space Robot: YES, I'LL DO A GOOD JOB!
Chamdar: It means death you know!
Lost in Space Robot: YES, HUMANS ARE IN TROUBLE AND I CAN HELP!
Malcolm: GO GO GO!
( The LIS Robot gets on the ETV, Rides it over, and Blows everything in a Half-Mile Radius UP! )
Rick: Whisky Tango Foxtrot, Over!
Malcolm: We plugged the Butt Hole Sir! Status Camel? Over!
Camel: Confirmed, no NEW Targets but there are Flooders still in the Garage!
Rick: Well, the Track Attacker is full...FALL BACK!
Malcolm: EVERYBODY OUT!
Raptor Dude: About time!
( The Mods run back to the Track Attacker and join the Robots in a Battle to kill all Flooders )
Raptor Dude ( Ducking a Claw Swipe and Blasting that Flooder responsible ): SNEAKY SON OF A BISH!
Malcolm: Yep...I like these Miniguns!
Rick: Tyranno, rev her up!
TyrannoRex112: Copy!
( TR112 Dives into the Track Attacker and starts the Engine )
Stealth ( Running for the Track Attacker ): WAIT FOR ME!
( Stealth stops to Down a Flooder and resumes heading for Safety )
( Raptor Dude dives into the Track Attacker )
Trams: Raptor Dude, have you seen Chamdar?
Raptor Dude: I'm not a Baby sitter!
( Junkee and Stealth run up )
Stealth ( Pushing Junkee in ): Go you Slow--
( A Flooder comes down out of Nowhere, blows up Tom Servo and Crowe T. Robot with it's Claws and Grabs Stealth, but then Chamdar grabs it's claws and pulls Stealth outta them. )
Chamdar: Slow and steady wins the Race, Mod!
( Flooders tackle Chamdar and they fight )
Chamdar: AUGHH--Bastards! Let's get it done!
( Malcolm runs up and pulls Stealth into the Track Attacker )
Malcolm: Come on Private, we're bugging out!
Stealth: But Chamdar!
Chamdar ( Being Skinned by Flooders ): GO! OUR MISSIONS HERE ARE FINISHED!
Stealth: NO!
( Malcolm closes the Door, the Track Attacker zooms off )
Stealth: He saved my life!
Malcolm: Well, everyone makes mistakes!
( TR112 looks out the front windows and spots the door )
TR112: Uh...LT? The Door?
Rick: PUNCH IT!
( TR112 slams on the Gas and the Track Attacker punctures the door. )
Rick: Seth! We're coming in hot! Flooders are on our Assess, lay down suppressing fire!
Seth: Roger, scoop and dust! This is cutting it close!
( The Track Attacker slides into the Eagle, which blows up Flooders left and right! )
Rick: Seth, blast off!
Trams: Lieutenant, you just left a valuable robot behind!
Rick: Too Bad!
Camel: We cant leave him there!
Rick: Stow it, Private!
Seth: Free and Clear...we're outta here!
( The Eagle blasts off )
Malcolm ( Turning to Stealth ): Listen up you shamming washout: Chamdar was a Strack Soldier! You feel bad? Well, honor his Sacrifice by screwing your head on straight! With a little work, you could be as human as he was!
Camel: Sarge is right, he had real Alma for a Robot!
Junkee: Yeah....
( Stealth digs into his Pocket, pulls out his HTML Container and opens it )
Stealth: Empty? Oh no....
( Stealth starts to sweat )
( Rick turns to Trams and walks up to him. )
Rick: Okay Trams, lead us to that Corp-Tech ATTACK CRAFT--I want out of here...NOW!
( On the Surface of the Site, a Flooder looks up from Decapitating C3PO to see the Eagle fly towards a flying tank )
TO BE CONTINUED!
1/5/2004 1:29:32 PM
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