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Date Posted: 03:59:47 09/22/02 Sun
Author: Mahhr-sel
Subject: "Hurm...Decepticon Pirates: 0; Plastic crunchy LEGOsian invaders: 1...interesting...."
In reply to: Az'LEGO 's message, "The LEGOs go martching two by two..." on 01:54:52 09/22/02 Sun

He adjusted the rim of his hat and lit a cigar as he stood in a darkened alley and watched an invasion of the pirate refuge take place with clockwork precision.

"Things could have been ugly if the organized scum in this hellhole weren't away...still I might want to think about getting out of here before they get back, unless I want to find myself smack in the middle of a %&*#ing war....

LEGOs....not like HIM and not like those others I heard about....what the hell do they want way out here? Some days things are so bad these 'cons'll pirate one another! Dog-eat-dog is what it is, survival of the slagging fittest..."


His musings were cut short as a series of hacking coughs sent him into a violent spasm. He cursed as his cigar fell from his grasp, and spat blood against the wall. He watched it eat away at the cold steel for several minutes, a haunted look on his face.

"Survival....what the hell does that even MEAN to me, anymore? Hurm.

Wonder what their women are like....?"


He cleared his throat, stepped back into the shadows of the alley, and soon left the area.

"By the time we've made it, we've had it."
-Malcolm Forbes


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