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Tilpasset af ScarletRose (1. Februar 2006, 06:01:04)
Nirvana:
#2. Pound of Flesh was spoken from the character of Shylock when he tried to retrieve money that was due him from Antonio.. in the "MERCHANT OF VENICE"
#3. William Shakespeare is who Anne Hathaway married..
Nirvana:The commander is in a real tizz. He isn't sure if his own troops are revolting, and after questioning the members of the second recon party he is even more mystified. The babbelings of whom seem to have set a feeling amongst his invasion group of God like deieties.
This is what the fringe group is disgussing. They are now posing the theory that their great anecstors could have originated from this very planet.
skipinnz:The commander finally made a decision about the recon party and has sent out another.
The situation of the messages just ceasing when they did, has created a lot of discussion amongst the commanders group.
The major theory is that one group has finally overthrown the other. Therefore the messages stopped as the victorious group has moved away, out of range or theis receivers.
This is all causing a lot of concern for the commander as he isn't normally in a situation where he doesn't know all the facts.
There is a lot of commotion on the fringes of the group the second recon party is returning.......
skipinnz:After 2 days the Commander is starting to get worried as the recon party hasn't returned.
Calling his trusted aides to-gether, they all start to ponder this change of events. Surley the large humans they were able to overpower so easily, can't be the reason for the recon party not returning.
Whislt considering what to do next, the comander is informed by one of his aides the possibility that the instigator of the messages could be the higher life form on the planet and they could be the reason the party hasn't returned.
It is at that very moment the airwaves are silent of all messages.....
skipinnz:Still unaware of who was sending out the message, the commander makes a decision to have a reconn party go out and capture somebody from each group if possible.
The commander now waits in anticipation of what the recon party will come back with.....
skipinnz: The commander was put in a very delicate position, He could announce hisself to the victorious group and have his own people put into servitude as they were aware this was what was happening to the vanquished. Or he could assist the vanquished side, and upon winning would put his people forever in debt.... If they were to win.
Nirvana:The scouts of the ant-like aliens soon after leaving the farm yard started to detect messages by their antenae.
This in turn was reported to the commander who was unsure as to how to proceed.
This came about because the messages received were both distress and victory messages.
Unbeknown to the Ant-like aliens they were receiving messages from a war between brown and black ants at the bottom of the garden.
Attracted by the homing device, two nights later, several small shapes hovered in the sky above the farmhouse.
As each came into land in the surrounding gronds, groups of the ant-like aliens began to emerge and they all assembled in the yard outside the backdoor.
Blinking a bit at the brightness of the security light that shone upon them, they listened as the Commander began to talk.
'So far so good, Men,' he said. 'Now we must go forth and begin to take control of the entire area. Let us be on our way.' with that, he lead the way down the main pathway and out of the farm.
A week later, the harvesters began their task of picking all the bean. Thousands upon thousands of haricot beens. All were picked and the farmer began selling them in his farm shop as well as distributing them to other outlets.
A few days later, a pile of beens stored in a vegetable rack began to move a little. Cautiously one hndred tiny antlike creatures emerged from their hiding places and climbed down onto the kitchen floor. Stretching their legs and arms after being still for so long, the assembled in a line by a door way.
'OK Men,' said one ' listen up. Surround any life forms and attack.'
Walking down the hall towards a large lounge, they could hear voices and music coming from it. Unnoticed, they entered the room and climbed up the backs of the comfortable chairs. Jumping on the necks of the humans sitting on the chairs, they injected each victim with the poisonous venom as they bit into flesh. Then they sat stared in wonder at the noisy box in the corner of the room. Newver having seen TV before, they were baffled by it. Unsure whether or not to attack the humans they saw inside it, the aliens looked at their leader for instructions.
'Good job, Men' he said.
Just then, the humans in the box were replaced by lines of letters and music.
'These humans do not appear to be a threat to us,'he said. 'Rest now'
Assisted by his two most trusted men, the Commander climbed out of the window and up the wall towards a conveniently plced TV ariel. Reaching in his pocket, he pulled out a small device which he fixed to the ariel. 'To guide our commrades,' he said to the others, before returning to the lounge once more.
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