Goonhub
01-05-2014, 08:21 PM
Oh god, I didn't mean to post that four times 
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I was the HoS and I got mindslaved by a spymaster. We both moved into a dark corner and whispered to each other our game plan. It was decided that we were in need of weaponry, so I offered my coveted shotguns and to purchase laser weaponry in QM. We silently slunk into the armory and tucked our shotguns away deep in our backpacks so as to dampen suspicion and creeped inconspicuously towards QM. We found ourselves just outside of engineering when we passed by the barman and three other unfriendly types, with them was a bloodied and beaten man lying at their feet, moaning faintly. The barman held his shotgun menacingly in his hands and my spymaster and I briefly shared looks before we rushed through the door near storage. The barman fired his shotgun wildly, catching me square in my chest and sent me flying through the open door leading into a maintenance hall. Through my thermals I witnessed my spymaster beaten in front of storage with batons, his face giving to each hit. He was knocked unconscious before he even knew what had happened. I watched, fearing for my spymasters life and to a lesser extent mine. I tried to stand but the bean bag had broken ribs and the pain kept me lying on the floor, and I was forced to watch in growing horror as my spymaster began to look human less and less, and began to resemble a bloody meatball more and more. The implant in my brain sent a shock through my brain as my master drew his last breath, and suddenly I found the power to surge to my feet. I knew in my current state I had no chance, so I stumbled into medbay and applied healing patches which bonded my ribs and closed my wounds.
I quickly ran (slid) back into the maintenance hall, and in the darkness my thermals revealed four shapes, one on the ground. The monsters had dragged him in here to scavenge on him like the vermin they were. I quickly pulled my shotgun out of my backpack aith nd fired wildly into the darkness, my thermals revealing my bullets flew true, as all three of the villains lay curled on the ground. I stood above them, smirking smugly. You dare meddle wthose who are so above you? You dare snuff the so bright light of my master? They were Icarus, he who flew too close to the sun. Of course the fools were not as moved as I, all three struggling, to flip obscene gestures towards the darkness, and to stand. I crouched down low over the barman and let loose a mighty rip, his eyes rolled loosely up into his head, and he lay still, his tongue lolling out his mouth. The other two screamed for mercy but I was not to give it. They too were subjected to my masters rage through me, and soon those who dared transgress his will were no longer of this world.
blah blah I cloned him and we both escaped alone on the shuttle wow why did I write it like that
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I was the HoS and I got mindslaved by a spymaster. We both moved into a dark corner and whispered to each other our game plan. It was decided that we were in need of weaponry, so I offered my coveted shotguns and to purchase laser weaponry in QM. We silently slunk into the armory and tucked our shotguns away deep in our backpacks so as to dampen suspicion and creeped inconspicuously towards QM. We found ourselves just outside of engineering when we passed by the barman and three other unfriendly types, with them was a bloodied and beaten man lying at their feet, moaning faintly. The barman held his shotgun menacingly in his hands and my spymaster and I briefly shared looks before we rushed through the door near storage. The barman fired his shotgun wildly, catching me square in my chest and sent me flying through the open door leading into a maintenance hall. Through my thermals I witnessed my spymaster beaten in front of storage with batons, his face giving to each hit. He was knocked unconscious before he even knew what had happened. I watched, fearing for my spymasters life and to a lesser extent mine. I tried to stand but the bean bag had broken ribs and the pain kept me lying on the floor, and I was forced to watch in growing horror as my spymaster began to look human less and less, and began to resemble a bloody meatball more and more. The implant in my brain sent a shock through my brain as my master drew his last breath, and suddenly I found the power to surge to my feet. I knew in my current state I had no chance, so I stumbled into medbay and applied healing patches which bonded my ribs and closed my wounds.
I quickly ran (slid) back into the maintenance hall, and in the darkness my thermals revealed four shapes, one on the ground. The monsters had dragged him in here to scavenge on him like the vermin they were. I quickly pulled my shotgun out of my backpack aith nd fired wildly into the darkness, my thermals revealing my bullets flew true, as all three of the villains lay curled on the ground. I stood above them, smirking smugly. You dare meddle wthose who are so above you? You dare snuff the so bright light of my master? They were Icarus, he who flew too close to the sun. Of course the fools were not as moved as I, all three struggling, to flip obscene gestures towards the darkness, and to stand. I crouched down low over the barman and let loose a mighty rip, his eyes rolled loosely up into his head, and he lay still, his tongue lolling out his mouth. The other two screamed for mercy but I was not to give it. They too were subjected to my masters rage through me, and soon those who dared transgress his will were no longer of this world.
blah blah I cloned him and we both escaped alone on the shuttle wow why did I write it like that