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Seriously, I own everything except the zoids in this story (minus a few that come later on), but let's get this road on the show, eh?
"Alright you guys, we got a problem!" Case said, running into the store, dragging Bryce. "What's wrong? Is there a sandstorm or something?" Seth asked nonchalantly. "Yeah, except replace 'sandstorm' with Pibb and 'something' with about 75 other zoids! And we're relatively sure they're not looking to buy anything!" Case screamed. Blaze peeked out the window, and started laughing. "Man, Pibb's gonna kick your ass!" He said, chuckling to himself. "What do you mean, 'your ass'!? You were there too!" Bryce roared hysterically. "Whoa- I didn't go all trigger happy in the desert! To me, that was just wrong place, wrong time! I'm sure Pibb will understand!" Blaze replied.
At that moment, Pibb fired two shots which nearly toppled Blaze's hover cargo. "SURE, he'll understand!" Bryce said mockingly. "LISTEN UP! I KNOW YOU HAVE NYM IN THERE! YOU GOT 1 MINUTE TO SURENDER THE DISC AND YOUR LIVES, OR I START SHOOTING AGAIN!" Pibb screamed. "Well, those are some great options. What now?" Seth asked. "I think I have an idea." Case said, eyeing Nym intently..
Pibb grinned with satisfaction. After a few seconds, one of the guys emerged with Nym slung over his shoulder, kicking and screaming. A second one held an item that glittered in the desert sun. So that's the disc.. Pibb thought, wondering why such a little object was so important. The third carried some sort of bottle, but Pibb could not make out its contents. When they were just feet away from his Heldigunner, Pibb opened the cockpit. "That's as far as you go!" He ordered, gesturing at them with a pistol. "Lay the girl and the disc on the ground. No sudden movements!" He warned. Two of the guys placed the Nym and the disc on the ground in front of the Heldigunner, while the third slowly moved the bottle behind his back.
"What do you think you're doing!?" Pibb growled, pointing his gun at the third. "Me? Well, I just brought this bottle of Scotch out with me. You know, as a peace offering," The third guy said. "Peace offering, eh? Alright then- give it here!" Pibb hollered. "You got it Pibb- I HOPE YOU ENJOY IT!" The guy replied, throwing the bottle as hard as he could.
Time seemed to slow as Pibb noticed the flaming rag sticking out of the bottle's neck. He dived as fast as he could out of the cockpit, feeling the searing heat of the flame as the firebomb exploded. In the confusion, the cannons on the hover cargo started shooting wildly. Pibb could see the trio grab Nym and run as fast as they can. He swore furiously as he tried to stand, but he collapsed to the desert floor. "Heh... *cough* run while you *cough* still can kiddies.." He yelled, as his chilling laugh filled the entire desert.
"You better hurry up down there! The turrets aren't designed for all this fire!" Blaze yelled from the Hover cargo. "Don't worry! With the zoids loaded, we're just waiting for Case and Bryce to grab some stuff from the store!" Seth yelled back. "I hope those morons don't forget anything......." He grumbled to himself.
Meanwhile, Case and Bryce were frantically filling boxes with books, magazines and videos of 'adult' nature. "Alright, we have the clothes, the money, the 'unmentionables'.. I think we're set," Case said. "Whiskey, porter, brandy, vodka, my larger ales, wines and spirits, and the bourbon," Bryce counted. "Let's go!"
They grabbed their stuff, and with difficulty, they managed to make it outside, where the Hover Cargo still managed to hold Pibb's forces at bay. At least, for five more seconds. The turrets whined loudly, and then stopped firing altogether. Pibb's scattered forces seized their chance by regrouping and surging towards the transport Zoid.
"That ain't good," Blaze said, regarding the radar with distaste. "What? Has the shit hit the fan?" Bryce asked as Seth, Case, Nym and he entered the bridge. "Naw. They'll never get past the shield," Blaze replied constantly.
The gods must have been bored that day, because alarms started going of like sirens were going out of style. If looks could kill, well, Bryce probably would have died many times before now. "I take it the shit has hit the fan?" Seth asked innocently. "OH YEAH. And thanks to Bryce, Captain of the people who jinx the remainder of the populace, we gotta clean it off the walls," Blaze ranted, opening the throttle. "Come on- it's not my fault this scrap pile breaks down every five feet!" Bryce argued. "Dude, be fair- everything's your fault," Case muttered quietly.
"Shut up. What we need now is a plan," Seth said. "Well, we could get in those zoids we found and try fighting them off," Case suggested. "Yeah. I mean, there are three of us and like, only a million of them. Hey- while we're at it, we can stop using spoons, crap on the floor and abandon all concepts of human rationality!" Bryce commented. "So, you're opposed to the fighting plan?" Seth asked sarcastically. "Does the pope shit in the woods?" Bryce shot back. "Hey, could you guys figure something out? I'm running out of options!" Blaze yelled. "It's suicide to try and fight them. Our best chance probably is to outrun them," Nym said quietly. "The hotness has spoken!" Blaze said, flooring it. The four hooted as they started pulling away from their pursuers.
"Sir! The target is beginning to accelerate!" One of Pibb's lackeys said over the radio. "Roger that. All troops- half of you, proceed to the following point and burrow into the dunes. The rest of you, follow me!" Pibb roared from his charred cockpit. As the group divided, Pibb pushed forward with greater fury, waiting for his prey to fall into the trap he just made..
"We're losing them!" Blaze chortled from the driver's seat. "I don't get it- their zoids should have overtaken us by now.." Seth muttered, furrowing his brow. "What, you can't take the fact that we're going to beat these guys? Accept it- the Armordillo is the greatest zoid on all of Zi!" Blaze said. "Dude, that statement was so wrong it was obscene," Bryce said. "Obscene, eh? Obscene like all those dirty magazines you own?" Blaze asked slyly. "What!? I, uh, read those for the articles! I, in no way, condone the objectifying of women!" Bryce said, mainly towards Nym. Luckily for Bryce, Nym was more focused on the pursuing zoids than Bryce's personal life.
Case broke the conversation quickly. "Blaze- try turning left," He suggested. "Are you kidding? We could lose ground that way!" Blaze replied, looking back at his friend. "Just try it. I have to be sure of something," Case said, staring him in the eye. Blaze nodded as he started to veer his craft to the left. Before he could turn completely, however, he was pestered with gunfire. "That's not good. We're being herded," Seth mumbled. "You saw it too?" Case asked. "Yeah. They must have some sort of plan.." Seth hypothesized. "What's going on?" Bryce asked. "Well, they've slowed down because they aren't trying to catch us anymore. Instead, they're making sure we go this way, probably to catch us in an ambush," Seth explained calmly. "Ok, so what do we do now?" Blaze asked. "Hey, I just saw that they were herding us. As for getting out of it, well, it beats the hell out of me," Seth replied. "In other words, we're shafted," Bryce replied slowly. Case nodded and said, "Yeah, that's a good way of putting it."
No sooner had he said this when Heldigunners burst from the surrounding dunes, encircling them. Blaze raised the shields to full power just as their adversaries opened fire. "What now?" Bryce asked Seth. "WHAT THE HELL DO YOU MEAN, 'WHAT NOW'? IT SEEMS THE YOUR ONLY PURPOSE TO OPEN YOUR TRAP IS TO DRINK AND ASK STUPID QUESTIONS! IT'S ALWAYS 'WHAT'S GOING ON,' OR, 'WHAT NOW?' OR 'LOOK HOW I CAN MAKE IT BIGGER IF I CAN RUB IT!'! WHY DO I HAVE TO HAVE ALL THE FRIGGEN' ANSWERS!? HERE'S A THOUGHT- WHY DON'T YOU THINK OF SOMETHING FOR A CHANGE?!" Seth yelled in an uncharacteristic lapse into rage. "Uh.. why don't we radio for help?" Bryce suggested meekly. "Good idea. Why couldn't you think of something like that, Seth?" Blaze asked as he flipped on the radio. "But.. GAHH!" Seth roared, walking out of the bridge. "This is the Armordillo to all available zoids in the area- we're under attack, and we need some help ASAP- our shield battery's dropping fast," Blaze said into the radio. "I hope someone heard that," he said, shutting the radio off.
Miles above the scorching desert floor, a lone Salamander soared majestically through the cloudless sky. With its wings outspread and its light sapphire armor glinting in the sun; it easily could have been mistaken for a mighty dragon of lore. In the cockpit, the bounty hunter Cira gazed at the desert below with a sense of detachment. "What a wasteland. No profits out today," she sighed. The radio interrupted her self pity, however, when a familiar voice cried, "Armordillo.. under attack,..need help.. shield.. dropping fast." Cira laughed to herself as she steered towards the danger. "C'mon, Salamander!" She shouted, following the distress signal.
The Armordillo shook violently as the shield gave out. "That's it! We're screwed!" Blaze cried. "You know, Nym, I don't want to die a virgin," Case said smoothly. Just as he closed his mouth, Blaze's craft heaved itself off the desert floor, only to land on its side.
When Bryce opened his eyes, he found himself lying on the wall, with an unconscious Nym on top of him. "My, don't you look comfy," Seth said dryly, crawling into the bridge. "Is everyone ok?" Case said, extracting himself from a pile of junk. "My Armordillo.. Blaze said, gazing at the wreckage around him. "Sweet victory!" Bryce said, tearing with joy as he hugged Nym closer to his body. "What happened?" Nym said groggily, coming to. Bryce immediately jerked his hands back. "I, uh, shielded you with my body! Worked pretty well, eh?" Bryce said, rubbing the back of his head. "Well, meat shield, you'd better get ready for the big guns," Case said, pointing at Pibb's gang out the window.
"PREPARE TO BE BLASTED!" Pibb's voice roared, as his gang closed in on the toppled transporter. Just as they were about to open fire, a blue behemoth swooped into there midst. As the dragon zoid landed, a transmission went out to Pibb's gang. "If you all don't clear out pronto, you're all scrap!" a voice said, as the Salamander's many guns locked onto the various zoids. "No way, sister! You're crazy if you think you can stop me!" Pibb roared, charging the Salamander. When Pibb got close, the Salamander pinned Pibb's Heldigunner under its massive wing, and aimed both of the Salamander's missiles at the cockpit. "What are you doing?! If you fire, we're all dead!" Pibb said.
"Like you said: I'm crazy. Now you'd better call off your boys if you want to make it out alive!" The Salamander's pilot responded. Pibb opened a frequency to his gang, and one by one they left. "There'll be other days.." Pibb growled as he left.
"They're leaving! We won!" Seth exclaimed. "Yeah, but who's that in the Salamander?" Nym asked. "Well, I'll be! Hey Bryce- Cira's here! And she's probably looking for a reward!" Case said, smiling evilly at Bryce. "Cira!? OH CRAP! For the love of God, some one hide me! Quick!," Bryce cried. Suddenly, Cira's face appeared on the transmission screen. "Hey, it's Cira! Is Bryce in there!?" Cira asked. Bryce hunched over in the corner, moaning, "Pibb! Come back!"
END PART 4
Seriously, I own everything except the zoids in this story (minus a few that come later on), but let's get this road on the show, eh?
"Alright you guys, we got a problem!" Case said, running into the store, dragging Bryce. "What's wrong? Is there a sandstorm or something?" Seth asked nonchalantly. "Yeah, except replace 'sandstorm' with Pibb and 'something' with about 75 other zoids! And we're relatively sure they're not looking to buy anything!" Case screamed. Blaze peeked out the window, and started laughing. "Man, Pibb's gonna kick your ass!" He said, chuckling to himself. "What do you mean, 'your ass'!? You were there too!" Bryce roared hysterically. "Whoa- I didn't go all trigger happy in the desert! To me, that was just wrong place, wrong time! I'm sure Pibb will understand!" Blaze replied.
At that moment, Pibb fired two shots which nearly toppled Blaze's hover cargo. "SURE, he'll understand!" Bryce said mockingly. "LISTEN UP! I KNOW YOU HAVE NYM IN THERE! YOU GOT 1 MINUTE TO SURENDER THE DISC AND YOUR LIVES, OR I START SHOOTING AGAIN!" Pibb screamed. "Well, those are some great options. What now?" Seth asked. "I think I have an idea." Case said, eyeing Nym intently..
Pibb grinned with satisfaction. After a few seconds, one of the guys emerged with Nym slung over his shoulder, kicking and screaming. A second one held an item that glittered in the desert sun. So that's the disc.. Pibb thought, wondering why such a little object was so important. The third carried some sort of bottle, but Pibb could not make out its contents. When they were just feet away from his Heldigunner, Pibb opened the cockpit. "That's as far as you go!" He ordered, gesturing at them with a pistol. "Lay the girl and the disc on the ground. No sudden movements!" He warned. Two of the guys placed the Nym and the disc on the ground in front of the Heldigunner, while the third slowly moved the bottle behind his back.
"What do you think you're doing!?" Pibb growled, pointing his gun at the third. "Me? Well, I just brought this bottle of Scotch out with me. You know, as a peace offering," The third guy said. "Peace offering, eh? Alright then- give it here!" Pibb hollered. "You got it Pibb- I HOPE YOU ENJOY IT!" The guy replied, throwing the bottle as hard as he could.
Time seemed to slow as Pibb noticed the flaming rag sticking out of the bottle's neck. He dived as fast as he could out of the cockpit, feeling the searing heat of the flame as the firebomb exploded. In the confusion, the cannons on the hover cargo started shooting wildly. Pibb could see the trio grab Nym and run as fast as they can. He swore furiously as he tried to stand, but he collapsed to the desert floor. "Heh... *cough* run while you *cough* still can kiddies.." He yelled, as his chilling laugh filled the entire desert.
"You better hurry up down there! The turrets aren't designed for all this fire!" Blaze yelled from the Hover cargo. "Don't worry! With the zoids loaded, we're just waiting for Case and Bryce to grab some stuff from the store!" Seth yelled back. "I hope those morons don't forget anything......." He grumbled to himself.
Meanwhile, Case and Bryce were frantically filling boxes with books, magazines and videos of 'adult' nature. "Alright, we have the clothes, the money, the 'unmentionables'.. I think we're set," Case said. "Whiskey, porter, brandy, vodka, my larger ales, wines and spirits, and the bourbon," Bryce counted. "Let's go!"
They grabbed their stuff, and with difficulty, they managed to make it outside, where the Hover Cargo still managed to hold Pibb's forces at bay. At least, for five more seconds. The turrets whined loudly, and then stopped firing altogether. Pibb's scattered forces seized their chance by regrouping and surging towards the transport Zoid.
"That ain't good," Blaze said, regarding the radar with distaste. "What? Has the shit hit the fan?" Bryce asked as Seth, Case, Nym and he entered the bridge. "Naw. They'll never get past the shield," Blaze replied constantly.
The gods must have been bored that day, because alarms started going of like sirens were going out of style. If looks could kill, well, Bryce probably would have died many times before now. "I take it the shit has hit the fan?" Seth asked innocently. "OH YEAH. And thanks to Bryce, Captain of the people who jinx the remainder of the populace, we gotta clean it off the walls," Blaze ranted, opening the throttle. "Come on- it's not my fault this scrap pile breaks down every five feet!" Bryce argued. "Dude, be fair- everything's your fault," Case muttered quietly.
"Shut up. What we need now is a plan," Seth said. "Well, we could get in those zoids we found and try fighting them off," Case suggested. "Yeah. I mean, there are three of us and like, only a million of them. Hey- while we're at it, we can stop using spoons, crap on the floor and abandon all concepts of human rationality!" Bryce commented. "So, you're opposed to the fighting plan?" Seth asked sarcastically. "Does the pope shit in the woods?" Bryce shot back. "Hey, could you guys figure something out? I'm running out of options!" Blaze yelled. "It's suicide to try and fight them. Our best chance probably is to outrun them," Nym said quietly. "The hotness has spoken!" Blaze said, flooring it. The four hooted as they started pulling away from their pursuers.
"Sir! The target is beginning to accelerate!" One of Pibb's lackeys said over the radio. "Roger that. All troops- half of you, proceed to the following point and burrow into the dunes. The rest of you, follow me!" Pibb roared from his charred cockpit. As the group divided, Pibb pushed forward with greater fury, waiting for his prey to fall into the trap he just made..
"We're losing them!" Blaze chortled from the driver's seat. "I don't get it- their zoids should have overtaken us by now.." Seth muttered, furrowing his brow. "What, you can't take the fact that we're going to beat these guys? Accept it- the Armordillo is the greatest zoid on all of Zi!" Blaze said. "Dude, that statement was so wrong it was obscene," Bryce said. "Obscene, eh? Obscene like all those dirty magazines you own?" Blaze asked slyly. "What!? I, uh, read those for the articles! I, in no way, condone the objectifying of women!" Bryce said, mainly towards Nym. Luckily for Bryce, Nym was more focused on the pursuing zoids than Bryce's personal life.
Case broke the conversation quickly. "Blaze- try turning left," He suggested. "Are you kidding? We could lose ground that way!" Blaze replied, looking back at his friend. "Just try it. I have to be sure of something," Case said, staring him in the eye. Blaze nodded as he started to veer his craft to the left. Before he could turn completely, however, he was pestered with gunfire. "That's not good. We're being herded," Seth mumbled. "You saw it too?" Case asked. "Yeah. They must have some sort of plan.." Seth hypothesized. "What's going on?" Bryce asked. "Well, they've slowed down because they aren't trying to catch us anymore. Instead, they're making sure we go this way, probably to catch us in an ambush," Seth explained calmly. "Ok, so what do we do now?" Blaze asked. "Hey, I just saw that they were herding us. As for getting out of it, well, it beats the hell out of me," Seth replied. "In other words, we're shafted," Bryce replied slowly. Case nodded and said, "Yeah, that's a good way of putting it."
No sooner had he said this when Heldigunners burst from the surrounding dunes, encircling them. Blaze raised the shields to full power just as their adversaries opened fire. "What now?" Bryce asked Seth. "WHAT THE HELL DO YOU MEAN, 'WHAT NOW'? IT SEEMS THE YOUR ONLY PURPOSE TO OPEN YOUR TRAP IS TO DRINK AND ASK STUPID QUESTIONS! IT'S ALWAYS 'WHAT'S GOING ON,' OR, 'WHAT NOW?' OR 'LOOK HOW I CAN MAKE IT BIGGER IF I CAN RUB IT!'! WHY DO I HAVE TO HAVE ALL THE FRIGGEN' ANSWERS!? HERE'S A THOUGHT- WHY DON'T YOU THINK OF SOMETHING FOR A CHANGE?!" Seth yelled in an uncharacteristic lapse into rage. "Uh.. why don't we radio for help?" Bryce suggested meekly. "Good idea. Why couldn't you think of something like that, Seth?" Blaze asked as he flipped on the radio. "But.. GAHH!" Seth roared, walking out of the bridge. "This is the Armordillo to all available zoids in the area- we're under attack, and we need some help ASAP- our shield battery's dropping fast," Blaze said into the radio. "I hope someone heard that," he said, shutting the radio off.
Miles above the scorching desert floor, a lone Salamander soared majestically through the cloudless sky. With its wings outspread and its light sapphire armor glinting in the sun; it easily could have been mistaken for a mighty dragon of lore. In the cockpit, the bounty hunter Cira gazed at the desert below with a sense of detachment. "What a wasteland. No profits out today," she sighed. The radio interrupted her self pity, however, when a familiar voice cried, "Armordillo.. under attack,..need help.. shield.. dropping fast." Cira laughed to herself as she steered towards the danger. "C'mon, Salamander!" She shouted, following the distress signal.
The Armordillo shook violently as the shield gave out. "That's it! We're screwed!" Blaze cried. "You know, Nym, I don't want to die a virgin," Case said smoothly. Just as he closed his mouth, Blaze's craft heaved itself off the desert floor, only to land on its side.
When Bryce opened his eyes, he found himself lying on the wall, with an unconscious Nym on top of him. "My, don't you look comfy," Seth said dryly, crawling into the bridge. "Is everyone ok?" Case said, extracting himself from a pile of junk. "My Armordillo.. Blaze said, gazing at the wreckage around him. "Sweet victory!" Bryce said, tearing with joy as he hugged Nym closer to his body. "What happened?" Nym said groggily, coming to. Bryce immediately jerked his hands back. "I, uh, shielded you with my body! Worked pretty well, eh?" Bryce said, rubbing the back of his head. "Well, meat shield, you'd better get ready for the big guns," Case said, pointing at Pibb's gang out the window.
"PREPARE TO BE BLASTED!" Pibb's voice roared, as his gang closed in on the toppled transporter. Just as they were about to open fire, a blue behemoth swooped into there midst. As the dragon zoid landed, a transmission went out to Pibb's gang. "If you all don't clear out pronto, you're all scrap!" a voice said, as the Salamander's many guns locked onto the various zoids. "No way, sister! You're crazy if you think you can stop me!" Pibb roared, charging the Salamander. When Pibb got close, the Salamander pinned Pibb's Heldigunner under its massive wing, and aimed both of the Salamander's missiles at the cockpit. "What are you doing?! If you fire, we're all dead!" Pibb said.
"Like you said: I'm crazy. Now you'd better call off your boys if you want to make it out alive!" The Salamander's pilot responded. Pibb opened a frequency to his gang, and one by one they left. "There'll be other days.." Pibb growled as he left.
"They're leaving! We won!" Seth exclaimed. "Yeah, but who's that in the Salamander?" Nym asked. "Well, I'll be! Hey Bryce- Cira's here! And she's probably looking for a reward!" Case said, smiling evilly at Bryce. "Cira!? OH CRAP! For the love of God, some one hide me! Quick!," Bryce cried. Suddenly, Cira's face appeared on the transmission screen. "Hey, it's Cira! Is Bryce in there!?" Cira asked. Bryce hunched over in the corner, moaning, "Pibb! Come back!"
END PART 4