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"We surrender!" yelled the Marine through his loudspeaker, dropping his weapon, "Do what you want with us, just take the Titan away! Please!"
"Let's sell them as slaves on eBay!" suggested Quack.
"Go sell yourself as a slave on eBay." Drake told him, "Now, gentlemen, we believe we can reach a compromise. For the mere loan of ten billion creds and the removal of all dangerous equipment from your spaceship, we can all proceed without..."
"Don't listen to them! Join us! Join us! Join us! Join us! Join us! Join us! Join us! Join us! Join us! Join us! " yelled the Eldar party leader, jumping up and down and waving leaflets in the air. His companions watched alertly, juggling bricks in one hand, or sat down and smoked weed. Jack had some too.
"Who the frog are you anyway?" Duck asked the Eldar leader.
"We..." he began, bowing dramatically and juggling four bricks at once, "Are the Galactic Association of Anti-war Brethren Bravely Enouraging Revolution! GABBER for short."
"Anti-war? What's that?" asked Quack. One of the Marines collapsed, his brain exhausted by the effort of frantically rejecting the alien idea that had such apocalyptic consequences for the whole of 41st Millennium society.
"It's when you think war is a bad idea and should stop."
"You mean... even if you're not losing?" asked Quack.
"Nobody really wins a war. Everyone just dies. It's all senseless really. What are we fighting for? Do any of you really care about the Emperor and the glory of humanity? You can tell me. Trust me. I'm not a judge, I won't send you to prison."
"Stop subverting my mind! Stoppit! STOPPIT!" yelled one of the Marines, clutching his head.
"It's inevitable that your minds will evolve to realise this truth. Healing is better than harming. Love is better than hate. Peace is better than war."
"What's peace?" asked Duck.
"It's when your HP slides to zero." said Jack.
"Not that peace. The peace that the wierd Eldar guy is talking about."
"My name is Noppix' el Ated." said the graceful young Eldar, smiling, "I bring the message of peace to planets far and wide. One day the war will stop, I'm sure of it!"
"It'll stop sooner than you think!"
The Titan's head turned around and Duck watched the doors of the Asclepiad temple open once again. Doctor Mallard walked slowly out, frail yet with an aura of power, propped up on an Asclepiad staff he carved himself from the local trees.
"Your power... alien and unblockable, filling us all with confusion and unexplainable calm, sapping away our will to fight. It is unlike anything I have ever encountered." Mallard told the Eldar.
"Very few are born with my powers." admitted Noppix, "There are more like us. We can combine our powers through the strength of our unbreakable friendship. United, our minds are invincible."
"Duck, lock the prisoners in the temple waiting room." ordered Mallard, "Right now I have more important things to discuss. Very important things."
"We surrender!" yelled the Marine through his loudspeaker, dropping his weapon, "Do what you want with us, just take the Titan away! Please!"
"Let's sell them as slaves on eBay!" suggested Quack.
"Go sell yourself as a slave on eBay." Drake told him, "Now, gentlemen, we believe we can reach a compromise. For the mere loan of ten billion creds and the removal of all dangerous equipment from your spaceship, we can all proceed without..."
"Don't listen to them! Join us! Join us! Join us! Join us! Join us! Join us! Join us! Join us! Join us! Join us! " yelled the Eldar party leader, jumping up and down and waving leaflets in the air. His companions watched alertly, juggling bricks in one hand, or sat down and smoked weed. Jack had some too.
"Who the frog are you anyway?" Duck asked the Eldar leader.
"We..." he began, bowing dramatically and juggling four bricks at once, "Are the Galactic Association of Anti-war Brethren Bravely Enouraging Revolution! GABBER for short."
"Anti-war? What's that?" asked Quack. One of the Marines collapsed, his brain exhausted by the effort of frantically rejecting the alien idea that had such apocalyptic consequences for the whole of 41st Millennium society.
"It's when you think war is a bad idea and should stop."
"You mean... even if you're not losing?" asked Quack.
"Nobody really wins a war. Everyone just dies. It's all senseless really. What are we fighting for? Do any of you really care about the Emperor and the glory of humanity? You can tell me. Trust me. I'm not a judge, I won't send you to prison."
"Stop subverting my mind! Stoppit! STOPPIT!" yelled one of the Marines, clutching his head.
"It's inevitable that your minds will evolve to realise this truth. Healing is better than harming. Love is better than hate. Peace is better than war."
"What's peace?" asked Duck.
"It's when your HP slides to zero." said Jack.
"Not that peace. The peace that the wierd Eldar guy is talking about."
"My name is Noppix' el Ated." said the graceful young Eldar, smiling, "I bring the message of peace to planets far and wide. One day the war will stop, I'm sure of it!"
"It'll stop sooner than you think!"
The Titan's head turned around and Duck watched the doors of the Asclepiad temple open once again. Doctor Mallard walked slowly out, frail yet with an aura of power, propped up on an Asclepiad staff he carved himself from the local trees.
"Your power... alien and unblockable, filling us all with confusion and unexplainable calm, sapping away our will to fight. It is unlike anything I have ever encountered." Mallard told the Eldar.
"Very few are born with my powers." admitted Noppix, "There are more like us. We can combine our powers through the strength of our unbreakable friendship. United, our minds are invincible."
"Duck, lock the prisoners in the temple waiting room." ordered Mallard, "Right now I have more important things to discuss. Very important things."