HIT-MAN throws Elim Garak into a pit full of hungy baby rancors heheeh :-)

HIT-MAN

 

 

10 minutes later Elim climbs out of the pit and asks for a toothpick.

Elim Garak

 

 

Boyd enters the room and rams a rather large steel spike into Elim's mouth, then proceeds to extract his teeth one by one usinga high powered vacuum cleaner. He then beams hitman into Eli'm stomach, where he is digested. Laghing maniacly, Boyd devours the universe. Hmmm, tasty.

Jonathan

 

 

LOL funny

HIT-MAN goes back as a sith writh and give John a bad case of the runs by beaming reporgramed nano probes into his colan and poor Johny boy dies by s**ting himself to death

" What a shity way to go "

heheh

HIT-MAN

 

 

The noxious gases realeased quickly choke HIT-MAN. The real Boyd, as oppossed to the clone just killed by HIT-MAN walks out, with a gas mask and laughs, before being corroded by the gases. Boyd runs screaming for the bacta tank, as flesh drips off.

Jonathan

 

 

LOL

HIT-MAN stops pretending to choke after all he's now one of the undead and does not need to breath and smiles as Boyd jumps in to the bacta tank full of flesh eating magots place there by HIT-MAN ( so that's what's been eatting him as of late) and put Elim into a pit full of spike spore that expload on contact with Elim

HIT-MAN

 

 

Boyd plays dead in the tank of holographic maggots and waits for Hit-Man to come over. Summoning the Pagh wraiths from Bajor he relaxes and allows the bacta to heal him, the screams of Hit-man unable to penetrate the tank.

Jonathan

 

 

HIT-MAN wastes the Pagh wraiths and akes there power and adds to his power and then start flooding the bacta tank with acid and watchs as Boyd is turned into sluge hehehe

HIT-MAN

 

Boyd laughs as Hit-man's spirit is unable to physically affect his surroundings, as he is a ghost. Boyd make faces and laughs a lot more, while he waits for the ghost busters to arrive.

Jonathan

 

 

Now we know where that Space slug came from. It's Jonathon!!

Michael January

 

 

Boyd belches, throwing Michael and several thermal detonators sans firing pin, out of his stomach. Michael struggles free from the saliva and is levitated aboard his Star Destroyer by Dark Jedi. Then he notices the TD stuck to his shoe. Sans firing pin.

Jonathan

 

 

Michael chucks his shoe at the Dark Jedi, blows them to hell, assumes command of the Star Destroyer, silently thanking Jonathon for the TD, then fires a full broadside into the flank of Jonathon the space-slug, locks a tractor beam onto him, and tosses the badly wounded slug towards a nearby black hole.

Michael January

 

 

JonathAn laughs at Michael's confusion, mistaking his evil twin JonathOn for him. While Michael is distracted trying to kill the space slug, Jonathan sabotages the tractor beam, locking it on.

 

"Sir, the space slug has been disposed of.

 

"Excellent, disengage tractor beam. Get us out of here."

 

"Sir, I can't, the tractor beam won't disengage! We're being pulled into the black h-"

 

Jonathan laughs as Michael is forced to spend an eternity being crushed by the black hole (relative to Jonathan).

Jonathan

 

 

Jonathon forgets that Imperial ships can easily negotiate close to Black holes, and after destroying the fake slug, easily accelerate out of the black-hole through a convenient crack in it's even horizon (left by Voyager).

 

Seeing that the real Jonathon is still laughing and hasn't noticed them yet, Michael fires several broadsides right into Jonathon's laughing mouth, followed by a volley of proton torpedoes. Jonathon swallows reflexively, coughs a few times, and chokes on the proton torpedoes, which detonates inside him blowing him in half.

Michael January

 

 

Michael looks on in mounting horror, as 2 Jonathans float towards him. Rather than being destroyed, he had simply been split into 2 smaller beings. Finding merit in the idea, the 2 halves immediately began gulping down the salvoes of torpedoes Michael continued to fire. Within minutes, Michael found himself surrounded by not 1, not 2, but 1 048 576 Jonathan's. Letting loose with a tremendous TL volley, hundred were incinerated, but still they cam on, overloading the shields, clogging up the windows, the exhaust ports, the weapons barrels. Panicking gunners fired, destroying their weapons, engines overheated and shut down. Soon, not even light could penetrate through a single window, as the ship was swarmed. Drooling acid on the hull, hundreds of thousands of Jonathans began eating their way into the ship...

Jonathan

 

 

"Engage Hyperdrive," January calmly ordered his panicked officers.

 

The ISD accelerated to light-speed in a fraction of a second. Most of the fresh tiny slugs were left behind, while a few clung tenaciously to the hull. Most of these were ripped apart by inertial forces (The inertial damping fields didn't extend beyond the hull). Only one slug, the original Jonathon still clung to the hull as the ship entered hyperspace. January walked up to his command console, and calmly punched in a code, seperating those hull plates from the ship, and consigning the last of the Jonathon slugs to spend an eternity of being continuously flung through hyperspace at ever greater tachyonic velocities, until fate should decide to intervene and smash the slug into sub-quantum tachyonic particles through collisions with mass shadows.

Michael January

 

 

Unbeknown to January and his fellow crewmen, one slug had succeeded in penetrating the hull and was now roaming the hull. Realising that it was the only slug to have made it onboard it headed for the ship's stores to get some lunch. The less slugs, the more for me!

 

A few hours later, having gorged itself on emergency rations and nutrient bars, it began to breed at a rate to match tribbles. Within an hour, the entire storeroom has full and the slugs were spilling out into the corridor. Swarming into the ventilation, system, the slugs headed for the bridge and engineering.

 

"Engineering, what's our status? How soon can you have the sublight drive repaired?" enquired Cpt January.

 

"A day or too at least sir. They're badly jammed up with slug remains. I wish I could go quicker, but I canna' change the laws o' physics, cap'n"

 

"Very well. Keep me aprised of your progress." Cutting the link, January rose from his chair and headed for the turbolift, intending to require to his quarters. He was interrupted by a harsh metallic clang, as the ventilation grids fell from the walls and ceiling. Suddenly, the bridge was swamped by Jonathan slugs. Before January could react, he had been knocked over by the stampeding slugs and was being burried beneath them. Laughing - January was surprised to hear that slugs could laugh ; then again this was Jonathan, so anything was possible - the slugs began once again to secrete acid, not with the intention of dissolving the hull, this time, but with dissolving January and his crew...

Jonathan

 

 

January, seeing a stormtrooper nearby wrestling with a slug, shrugged off the slugs, marched up to the stormtrooper, and smashed him to the floor with his cyborg arm. He quickly stripped the trooper, and donned the environmental armour. Patching into the stormtrooper battle network, he quickly co-ordinated a counter-attack by the ISD's stormtrooper complement.

 

They released the war-droids from their storage compartments, and the droids, made of the same dura-metals as the ships hull, led the way in the counter-attack against the slugs. Their intention was not to kill or destroy the slugs, since they had realised that the slugs would merely multiply. Instead, they worked their way systematically through the ship, venting one compartment after another to vacuum, dumping the slugs into hyperspace, until the made it to the medical wing.

 

Once here, January ordered the seals on container XX-79-B broken. It was a specially bred virus designed for bio-mining of silicate worlds, and it would serve perfectly to eat the slugs from the inside out. The war-droids advanced, spraying the silica-based virus liberally onto any and all slugs encountered. Several canisters were dumped into the ship's ventilation system, so that the virus might contaminate the entire ship. There was nowhere for the silica-based Jonathon slugs to hide, and one by one they were themselves dissolved by the silica-eating virii.

 

Once the destroyer had been sterilised, January surveyed the scene. All that remained alive were the droids, himself, and several hundred

stormtroopers. The rest of the crew had been dissolved by the slugs' flesh-eating acid. They were trapped in hyperspace, without any engineers. Well, January thought, there is only one option left then.

 

He marched to the Engineering compartment, and after a brief search, located the hyperdrive safety cutouts. A simple short-circuit, and voila, the starlines shortened ... rotated ... and they were back in realspace, but far from any recognisable star system.

 

Swallowing his pride, January was about to put in a sub-space call for assistance to Admiral MK Sheppard, to come and collect him and his remaining men, when he remembered, the backup drive. Yes, of course. Ever since that incident with the Millenium Falcon being trapped in deep-space, All spaceships in the Empire had been outfitted with backup-hyperdrives. Thank Goodness.

Michael January

 

 

NOOO!!!! I'm the one who brought that up a couple of weeks ago. You're going to get it for that...

 

Captain January was not aware of every capability the slugs possessed. This was understandable, as he was not a medical man. He was a Star Destroyer Captain. As such, he was unprepared for the horror which was about to befall his ship. Lacking medical personnel after releasing the bioweapon, there was no way for January to check out his crew men. Stormtroopers knew only the rudimentries of first aid and the medical droids had been consumed by the slugs' acid. Having never encountered this particular species of slug before, January was understandably unaware of its reproductive habits. Even offered the chance of enlightenment, he would undoubtedly have refused. This was, for him, most unfortunate. Deep in the bowels of every person in the ship, slug larvae began to grow. Reproducing via spores that were airborne, waterborne, armour penetrating and able to survive contact with virtually any biological agent, the slug threat was once again manifesting itself. Within hours of engeging the backup hyperdrive every person on board 'Vengeance' was violently evil and feverous. January knew that something was terribly wrong, but lying helpess on the floor of his quarters, there was nothing to do. At the same instant, throughout the ship, fully mature slugs burst forth from every single person's gut, leaving behind acid and pain. Screaming, the helpless crew prepared to be the slugs' next meal...

Jonathan

 

 

Whaaaaa

 

I give up. Who has the time to keep this up.

 

I concede to Jonathon, may he forever have to slide on his belly on a desert world with hot burning sand.

Michael January

 

 

LT.HIT-MAN despite the pian he was in pulls out a Tenloss DX-diruptror pistol and vaps the slug that just poped out of his guts and fighting down the pain he injects himself with a shot of bacta , it's not enogh to fully heal him but it'll keep him alive LT.HIT-MAN staggers over to his com-panlle and start to ree-wire it to put out a sub sonic pulse that will shatter slica into dust and stars feeding the pulse thought the ship's com system then pass out from the pain after crawling to the med lab after being fixed up LT.HIT-MAN get's togher to finsh off the slugs once and for all

HIT-MAN

 

 

The only slugs to survive the pulse were those that had found their way into 'Vengeance's hanger bay and climbed into fighters. It took several slugs working in unison, but they were able to fly the starfighters held there.

 

There were just enough slugs to manage a squadron of missile boats. Realising that alone they would be no match of HIT-MAN, they fled into space. All alone, HIT-MAN would be unable to effectively counter their planned attack. Swooping by on multiple attack vectors, the missile boats launched missile after missile, accompanied every once in a while by a heavy bomb, at 'Vengeance's reactor, engine and bridge. Within seconds, the once mighty vessel has ablaze from bow to stern. A huge explosion suddenly erupted from the engines and reactor, taking out 2 missile boats that had entured to close. No matter. There were plenty of slugs remaining. As more explosions rocked the ship, it looked like she was about to break up or explode, taking HIT-MAN with her and still the missile boats fired...

 

Jonathan

 

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