Matthias, The Contributor

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11/8/2016

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3/30/2017 7:30 AM

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Cystia is in a state of emergency! We are being spammed!
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"Fooey! The porchlight went out and I cant see whether or not it's dark outside!"- Dave Beard
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 "A day without sunshine is like, you know, night."-Steve Martin
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"'You can do it, we can help'- Papa Johns" Spooky's Jumpscare Mansion
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The gloom fills my entire being. My soul burns with regret. The gristly powers of my overlord trickle unto me.

 

I have made the wrong decision.

My world doesn't revolves around you, Master.

I shall do your bidding.

I shall bring on destruction at the wave of your hand.

I shall not be the instrument of your internal darkness.

I am not your puppet, don't do with me as you will.

I am not a servant, not eager to fulfill your commands.

I am the clay of forbidden power, and I await to be molded by your sinister hands.

You're a piece of shit, temporaryaccount.

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Recent Posts

Writing Prompts Week #12 on 3/29/2017 9:22:53 PM

Alright, I'm going to try to start doing these. Add me to the tagging list for next time, please.


Maintenance on 3/26/2017 7:22:40 PM

I love this! I've also read most of the poems from your vault and enjoyed them. I'm not so good at giving feedback, though.


Good Morrow on 3/26/2017 6:45:51 PM

Hello and welcome to Cystia!


Yet another one... on 3/24/2017 7:39:23 PM

Get a life.


Yet another one... on 3/24/2017 6:18:12 PM

Dude, all I did was accidently leave an I off site. It's not that big of a fucking deal.


Yet another one... on 3/24/2017 7:57:53 AM

Do you not know of  ERRORsans? He is one of the worst cancers this ste has faced. Thank god he's too lazy to make an alt. He always typed in comic sans too... and he likes ifunny... shit. We might have an ERRORsans infestation.


Make private forums. on 3/17/2017 2:22:34 PM

He means that it would be made so you could only access a private forum if you had a certain code or the person who made the forum gave you permission or something. (Mods would be allowed into all, of course.)


Jokes My Dudes on 3/17/2017 7:48:36 AM

These are hilarious! Let me dig up some shit joke from somewhere.

Aha! Got one. What's Harry Potter's favorite way to get down a hill?

Walking. JK! Rolling.


Bossatronian's Tale on 3/16/2017 11:34:39 PM

Oh, shit. Hope I don't get in trouble for necroing this thread...

E: Also, sorry for the font size change. I have no idea how it happened.

 

Chapter 4: The Space Battle
 
               Each one of the trio are piloting a transport ship similar to the one they came in on. The difference, however, is that there are about one hundred and fifty soldiers on each one rather than the Sambots. They are heading towards the AA-11 space station to drop their troops off and rebuild enough to take back Bossatronina and maybe, just maybe, take down the Antiseptic for good. As they hope, they don’t notice the Stealth craft following them. As it follows them and reports back to the Mothership, maybe even to Anti Jack himself.  


             As they look around Jack and Blake see nothing but an empty black void while Sam sees a ship trailing them. He sees this because His sensors were programmed to pick up such things on his personal radar. Sam picks up the com device and shouts to the others.

“I’m picking up a Stealth craft trailing us. I think it’s with the Antiseptic.”

Jack takes much alarm to this and immediately replies.  “Are you completely sure, Sam? Like, 100% sure? If we engage a friendly ship or, maybe, a civilian we’d be in some deep shit.”


“Yes, definitely antiseptic!”

“Engage immediately!” Sam’s and Blake’s ship’s each do a u-turn around and face the ship, while Gabe yells through the coms at Sam.

”Sam, what the fuck just happened with my damn autopilot?”

Sam quickly replies .”I’m picking up some unidentified code in our Autopilot processors!”

    
”I’ve been hit on the starboard side!” Jack yells as he is venting something off his left engine.


”Jack, you need to land!” Sam agrees and tells Jack to land as well. Jack takes off, flying as fast as he can, out of the way while Sam and Gabe talk without him.


¨Sam! Does that mean that he's a hacker?¨

¨Yes, but Antiseptic stealth troopers are not trained to hack. It must be a pirate.” Just then a video chat request is received from an unidentified source. Blake opens the chat. A shaggy looking black man sits in what appears to be the inside of with scrap. The Man starts to speak.

¨Hey, Mate! You want to trade some goods? I got plenty  a credits!¨

Blake replies. ¨No! We are on a top secret mission for King Jack himself! Now please, leave.”

¨I don't want to have to call in me crew, but I guess I got no choice, now do I?¨

¨Wait! What do you want?¨

¨How out some scrap metal? Only thing is, I’m going to take it from the remains of your ship...¨

Jack doesn't feel this is much of a problem. ”Shoot him.”

Sam engages his weapon system.

”Whoa, whoa, whoa, you aiming at me? Who, are them some plasma cannons, mate! Where  did you get that ship? King Jack is on one of ‘em ships, ain’t he? I’m gonna get a major payday! Reporting to Antijack! I found him in sector...” Sam fires his cannons, obliterating the ship.

“Boy, those Jamaicans sure do talk a lot.” Jack says. “Sam! Scan the wreckage! Anything valuable?”

“Sir, there appears to be a tracking device on board.”

“Shit! We better get moving!” The three turn around and accelerate. “Sam! Blake! Prepare to warp, on my mark!” Blake and Sam finger their warp switch, waiting for Jack’s mark.

“Mark!”

They push forward on the switch, activating the Warp Drive. They shoot forward, traveling to the Station in a second. As they come out of Warp, their ships wobble a bit as Sam shouts.

“Sir! I detect multiple Antiseptic Transports and Fliers!”

Jack arms his weapons system. “Shit! Men, here’s the plan: Y’all activate space mode on your combat suit and we’re going to go land on the nearby asteroid field while the autopilot engages the other ships. Got it!”

“Sir, yes, sir!” The Soldiers put on their helmets and seal the suit, while Jack, Blake, and Sam fl over to the asteroids and open the cargo bay doors. The Bossatronian army jump out, the Trio shortly behind. As the autopilot engages the enemy, the Antiseptic Transports also land on the asteroids, but leave their ships there. The two armies charge, leaping between asteroids.

Blake jumps up, onto an above asteroid. He continues to leap between them, above the enemy. Sam rushes forward, shoving Antiseptic of the Asteroids and sending them into space while Jack leads the army, firing at the enemy.

Blake is now in the middle of the Antiseptic. He jumps down while spinning in a circle and also firing his weapon, killing around fifteen Antiseptic. Sam is continuing to push the enemies off, and Jack continues to do nothing of much interest. Suddenly, the Antiseptic hold their fire as some sort of unregistered Antiseptic ship flies out of nowhere. The ship pulls into the Asteroid Field, right in front of Jack. By now, no one is shooting. They’re all just staring. The ship’s airlock opens and Antijack himself walks out. He looks directly at Jack.

“Jack! I have finally found yo-” Suddenly one of the Transports the Bossatronians came on flies out of nowhere and knocks Antijack into space. “Fuck! I will be back! The storyline demands it!”

Jack looks off into the direction Antjack flew, shrugs, and everyone continues to fight as normal. Blake barely grabs onto an asteroid to prevent him from going to meet Antijack. He yanks himself up, notices an Antiseptic soldier directly in front of him, and shoves them back. The Soldier falls off into space, followed by some more Sam pushed off. Suddenly, everyone can hear a broadcast, coming from the Antiseptic ships.

“Attention! Attention! The order has been given to fall back and strike the Station after they settle in!”

One of the Antiseptic officers starts to speak.”Who left their damn radio up! Now they know our goddamn plans! Was it you again, Joel! You’re going to get in so much fucking trouble….” The Antiseptic run to their ships and flee while the Bossatronian ships fly back and transport them over to the station. The Autopilot drops them off and parks in the parking bay while the rest of the Bossatronians enter the Station. The inside is dusty and old looking, completed with fifty year old technology. Jack faces the Soldiers and shouts.

“Alright, the bunks are on level three! Scrap all the tech that doesn’t work and throw it in storage!” Jack turns around and walks forward. He flips a switch labeled ‘lights’ and the lights flicker on. “It’s a fixer-upper, but we’re going to have to make it work.”

 


Hi, I'm New on 3/15/2017 10:04:39 PM

What's wrong with nudes?