Tetrarch Daavak "Tronsta" Cantor reporting in for the Angels of Death Phyle, House Aleema of Satal Keto
November 15, 2002 Report #9
Time yet again for your favorite part of the week, the part that you LIVE for every day you wake up and every night you retire to slumberland. Yes! It's time for the AoD weekly report! dodges any potentially hurled objects soon to fly Right , let's get to business...
AoD News:
1) Ok I heard from a few of you, the others I've seen you working, so for now I'll relieve the check in for the team. I'm glad most if not all of you are keeping busy in one way or the other. If you are wondering what the heck is going on, mail me!
2) Medals!! None this week, awwww ;)
3) On a sad note, I was informed that NO ONE submitted to the comp Dalthid, our sister battleteam TET, put together. I was a little shocked by this, hoping that at least one or two of the Angel's could throw something short together. But with the MSC, midterms, beginning studying for finals, military services, and the like, its obvious that the comp came at a bad time. We are all usually pretty on the ball with activity so I'm not going to harp on it. Seems like most of you that had a lot of things going on got them squared away and are ready to work! Good. That's all I gots to say 'bout that.
4) As always, our MB. If yer lookin for something to do, check it out...
http://www.isdchallenge.org/csk/forum/
5) Reminder: CC myself, Shups, and Page on any and ALL submissions you make. Let us see that you're working! :)
6) Last but most certainly not least, we have yet another new members! Please welcome back PRT Silent! I say welcome back as Silent has been a member of Aleema before. Welcome him aboard and drop him a mail. Silent, perhaps you could intro yourself to the rest of the team and tell us a little about yourself. Once again, welcome aboard. :)
Clan and House News:
CLAN MESSAGE BOARD! USE IT, LIVE IT, LOVE IT!
http://www.isdchallenge.org/csk/forum/
Hmm. I've been thinking about this section and I think next week I'll be taking it out, to both streamline my report to cut off information that is redundant (since clan and house news have their places in the clan and house reports) and there really isn't any source of info that I get to give to the team that isn't already reported on. SO with that said, kiss this section goodbye ;)
And now, this week's fiction...
Shups, Page, Maradis, and Tronsta sat together in the mess hall in Black Rock Fortress. A short leave was given and the contestants were allowed to leave the planet and visit a small platform in orbit nearby. Aboard, most if not all of the Dark Jedi contestants feasted and reveled in much needed entertainment.
At the bar, the CSK quad sat and drank ridiculous amounts of some liquid known only as "Oozing Death". Shups had been the first to try, nearly choking on the viscous fluid. With a thumbs up between hacks, he signaled his approval. Page grinned and ordered up one for himself, followed by Tronsta. Maradis held his cup of water on the rocks tightly. The trio had become quite hammered as the night went on, but Maradis decided to keep his wits about him. He knew his fellow Krath were powerful enough to distill the ill effects of this disgusting drink, he thought. But would they want to?
A group of dark clad figures stepped into view at the entrance of the bar. Slowly, one by one, every person turned to see. Silence took over as everyone's jaw dropped...
A large group of about 25 Yuuzhan Vong warriors, weapons drawn and ready, clogged up entrance to the bar. Each had acquired their own targets already. The head of them spoke.
"I heard we could find some Jedi here! I see we have our veritable pick of the litter! HA! You'll all be nice trophies to hang upon our walls...Warriors! Prepare to..."
The tall warrior stopped his speech sharply in mid-word. He grasped his neck in pain and dropped his weapon, which hit the ground in a nasty splat of organic goo. His fellow warriors looked worried, a few trying to tend to their dying master, but in vain. The beast dropped to his knees, seconds from death. It was then that he caught sight of his attacker...
Dark Jedi Master Shups, now sober, the effects of an entire night of drinking wiped clean. He glared at the beast and somehow the warrior knew that he fallen victim to a ploy. This PLT was not inhabited by Jedi, those who might have been reluctant to attack first. The warrior troupe had counted on striking first. They were wrong...
The blast door allowing access to the bar slammed shut. The bartender hit the ground, wisely anticipating the worst. The lights went out suddenly. The warriors held their ground, scrambling for light. One after the other, over a dozen lightsabers snapped to ignition. The last thing the foolish Yuuzhan Vong saw were beams of energy hurling toward them. The last thing they felt were their heads hitting the cold metal floor...
Ok yeah i dunno what I was thinking. I'm tired of writing about the MSC and such. So sue me. ;)
bows
KE Daavak "Tronsta" Cantor
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