You can't keep a good DOOM monger down!!!
Not long after arriving on the dwarf, Phil went to see Niples about the
chief of security job. However, before he arrived, he went to the chemists
first to pick up something special..
** Half an hour later, and After Phil's Interview **
Phil then sneezed. He looked down. DAMM. One of the blue contact lenses had
fallen out. He quikly picked it up and popped it back in.
Luckly Niples hadn't noticed the jet black eye that was NOT phils normal eye
colour.
"Well good luck with the security department.." Niples said
"Oh one more thing," said Phil?
"Yes,?" Asked Niples.
"I'll need the access codes for the armoury."
"Why?"
"Well I have a plan for blowing up the missle, but I'll need a couple of
high powered mining charges to do it."
"But mining charges won't work against the missle.."
"I know sir. But I have plans for a modification which WILL make it work."
Niples didn't look convinced, then remeber that techinacly, before his
transfer Phil was a weapons designer, and quite intellegent, so what could
go wrong
"Very well...Holly, Give Mr ...sorry Cheif of Security Phil Febuggure the
acces codes for the armoury."
"All done" replied the ships computer, who had a bit of a sunburn(simluated
radiation damage)
Phil stood up and shook hands with Niples. He then left his office and
started to HIS new office in the security Department. With any Luck Crysler
should be back on board soon. In the mean time he could start work on those
bombs...
He felt like whistling, so he did. If anyone could have heard him, they
would have regonised the tune as the funeral march....
***Phil's "NEW" Office***
Phil rounded the corner and entered his new somewhat greasy office. Phil
sighed and sat down. Scrutinising his new place of work he looked at the
dents in the wall where security from previous times had rammed incompatant
engineers when they failed to get the coffee machine working in time. Phil
toyed with the idea of being a fairer head of security then decided not to
bother he'd just follow previous examples and kick seven shades of shit out
of anything that moved to much in adirection he diddn't like.
Phil looked at the reports on his desk drwn in crayon with big squint
letters, probably compliled by the finest writer in the whole security team.
He thought about reading them but decided not to "They'll all consist of
"FOUND STUFF BLEW IT UP CAME HOME"" Phil thought to himself.
He was just considering calling an engineer to torture as befit his post
when from a grate above his desk there came a muttering. The grate flew
open and a deranged maninj a filthy black robe cmae hurtling through onto
the table an "END OF THE WORLD IS NIGH!" board and small cutlery knife
landing beside them.
After checking his belongings the figure looked out of the door and bellowed
"FOOLISH MORTALS HOW DARE YOU LOCK ME IN THE VENT AND KEEP ME FROM DOING MY
WORK. I WARN YOU THE PATH TO SALVATION CAN ONLY COME THROUGH ME I AM DOOM
HARBINGER AND I BRING THE NOTICE OF YOUR IMPENDING DOOM. COWER IN FEAR AS
THE APOCALYPSE NEARS AND SUBMIT OR FACE THE ITERNAL TORMENTS IN THE WRITHING
CAULDRON OF INFERNAL BLIND DATE & AUSSIE SOAP RE-RUNS
MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!" The figure coughed blinked once and turned
towards the figure who sat in frozen shock at the table. "WELL MORTAL WHERE
DO YOU STAND DO YOU SUBMIT OR DO YOU FOLLOW THE OTHERS TO DAMNATION."
ooc:- I just can't stay away I love you guys too much :-P
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