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Post by MovieManiac on Jul 23, 2004 10:04:17 GMT -5
"You'll see in a moment!" called Lance
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Post by JAGuar on Jul 23, 2004 10:10:16 GMT -5
"Oh, I'm just waiting in anticipation." Will said through gritted teeth.
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Post by KWG 14 on Jul 23, 2004 10:44:21 GMT -5
"Talk back to me one more time..." Lance said.
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Post by Ahryantah on Jul 24, 2004 14:11:19 GMT -5
"I have an idea," said Lance. "But to make it work we must first all go to the headquarters."
"Why?" asked Will.
"Do we all have to go?" asked John, who was so winded he had fallen over.
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Post by JAGuar on Jul 24, 2004 18:49:17 GMT -5
"Of course you have to go!" Lance shouted, "You're the guy that's gonna be able to figure out a random scientific principal to make this cooky, half-assed plan of mine work!"
"Dammit, I hate being that guy!" John shouted.
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Post by Ahryantah on Jul 24, 2004 18:57:00 GMT -5
"Well, whine about it to the casting director!" yelled Lance. "But right now you need to get off your butt and follow me!"
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Post by JAGuar on Jul 24, 2004 18:58:44 GMT -5
"Yeah, pretend it's a race!" Brent shouted from ahead of them, "It's really-." His voice cut off when he ran into a wall, forgetting to turn into another hall.
"Yeah, it's fun, I got that." John said, making sure to step on Brent as he went by.
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Post by Ahryantah on Jul 24, 2004 19:03:29 GMT -5
Finally they got to the control room of the headquarters. Lance and Will got there first, followed by John, and then a very bruised Brent.
"Now what?" asked John.
"Now Lance tells us his great plan," said Will.
They all looked at Lance, who looked scared.
"Lance?" asked Brent gently. "Are you going to tell us your plan?"
"I-I don't know," stuttered Lance. "I forgot what was going on!"
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Post by JAGuar on Jul 24, 2004 19:07:29 GMT -5
"Dammit, Lance!" John shouted, "We're being attacked by Independence Day-looking aliens and generic cans of pea soup! Now try to remember your plan!"
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Post by Ahryantah on Jul 25, 2004 8:04:35 GMT -5
"Oh, yeah!" said Lance, smacking himself on the forehead. "Okay. My plan. We don't stand much of a chance against either, right?"
"Well, I don't know how dangerous cans of pea soup could be--" started Will, but he stopped when Lance glared at him.
"Whatever," said Lance. "They're nuisances, anyway. So let's have THEM take care of our problem. Let's turn them against each other, and they'll be so busy fighting and killing each other that they'll forget about us."
They all stared at Lance.
"That's it?" said John. "And how do you propose we do that?"
"Hey, that's your job," said Lance. "I'm just the idea man."
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Post by JAGuar on Jul 25, 2004 13:18:18 GMT -5
"Oh yeah, like I'm gonna know how to make Independence Day-looking aliens fight against cans of pea soup...."
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Post by MovieManiac on Jul 25, 2004 14:23:06 GMT -5
"Wait," said Lance. "What if we switched the pea soup with Campbell's Bean, Onion, and Anchovi Soup? It's green. They won't be able to tell the difference"
"I don't see what that will do, but lets try it," said John. "So, does anybody got money?"
Everyone looked around shaking their head.
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Post by JAGuar on Jul 25, 2004 14:28:03 GMT -5
"Okay, that's not working," John started, "anybody have any nickel?"
"What good is that?" Brent asked, pulling a bunch of un-melted nickel from his pocket.
"Where did you get that...?" Will started, then thinking it over, "On second thought, I don't want to know."
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Post by Maddik on Jul 25, 2004 17:38:05 GMT -5
2 hours later.
"I've finally finished melting this nickel into quarters." John said finally.
"Well, it's a good thing that we just happened to have an item to melt down metal at the base!" Brent shouted.
"Actually, we didn't have it at the base," Sarah started, "that also came from your pocket...."
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Post by MovieManiac on Jul 25, 2004 18:26:39 GMT -5
"Wait!" said Will. "If we melted down nickel, then wouldnt we only be able to make nickel?"
Everyone stared at him with a confused look on their face.
"I've got it!" siad Brent. "We wouldnt be able to buy enough soup with quarters, so lets make gold dollars!"
"Nickel is silver crapflap," said Lance.
"What the hell is a crapflap?" said John.
"No time to explain," said Lance. "Everyone get out some paper and their green crayons!"
The entire team pulled out theyre crayons and paper, because every member of Air Force knows that crayons are a very useful tool when piloting.
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