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Beam Yosho the Drunkard · 07-26-2005, 12:23 PM

"You sure we should go here?"

"We have to refuel. Only a ship this large could carry the amount of soldiers and the weight used to keep that damned lizard down."

Ah. Talking about me, eh?

"But isn't there somewhere else to go refuel? This palce is so peaceful, and if he were to get loose...."

"Relax, man. He's not going anywhere under our watch. And with 13 tons on each of his limb, I doubt he'll start any trouble.....Hey, are you alright?"

"No, I just felt sea sick all of the sudden..."

"Didn't you take the pills for that?"

"Yes, I did....but it's here. Maybe I caught something. I dunno."

"Try laying down a bit. We'll be fine without you."

"Alright then...."

All Beam could hear at the moment was the ship cruising through the sea, the gaurds talking, loading their weapons and the steps of them as well.
Then.....plop. Something, or somebody fell down. And hard.

"...Jimmy? Jimmy!"

"What the-?! Somebody get him to Sick bay!"
"You two- go carry him their and...quickl-"

Plop again. Another body has fallen? Can't be coincidince. And can't be good, as Beam couldn't move an inch with so much weight pinning him down.

And another body. Another. Ten more. The whole dock just collapsed. And the wind.....it's hitting Beam even harder. And the engines are roaring. Loudly. The ships.....it's moving faster. Too fast. Somebody must've thrown off the speed and collapsed as well. Now either one of the two things happens;
1) The ship crashes into....something. ANd stops it. He'll either be saved or killed in it.
2) The ship goes on and runs out of gas. From their, Beam will probably starve to death. Not good.

Going to hope for option one. There's some chance in surviving.

07-26-2005, 12:23 PM	#3
Beam Yosho the Drunkard Senior Member Join Date: Apr 2003 Location: The oversized rock of Hawaii. Gender: Posts: 5,665 Thanks: 5 Thanked 17 Times in 13 Posts Points: 23,339.39 Bank: 500.00 Total Points: 23,839.39 Donate	"You sure we should go here?" "We have to refuel. Only a ship this large could carry the amount of soldiers and the weight used to keep that damned lizard down." Ah. Talking about me, eh? "But isn't there somewhere else to go refuel? This palce is so peaceful, and if he were to get loose...." "Relax, man. He's not going anywhere under our watch. And with 13 tons on each of his limb, I doubt he'll start any trouble.....Hey, are you alright?" "No, I just felt sea sick all of the sudden..." "Didn't you take the pills for that?" "Yes, I did....but it's here. Maybe I caught something. I dunno." "Try laying down a bit. We'll be fine without you." "Alright then...." All Beam could hear at the moment was the ship cruising through the sea, the gaurds talking, loading their weapons and the steps of them as well. Then.....plop. Something, or somebody fell down. And hard. "...Jimmy? Jimmy!" "What the-?! Somebody get him to Sick bay!" "You two- go carry him their and...quickl-" Plop again. Another body has fallen? Can't be coincidince. And can't be good, as Beam couldn't move an inch with so much weight pinning him down. And another body. Another. Ten more. The whole dock just collapsed. And the wind.....it's hitting Beam even harder. And the engines are roaring. Loudly. The ships.....it's moving faster. Too fast. Somebody must've thrown off the speed and collapsed as well. Now either one of the two things happens; 1) The ship crashes into....something. ANd stops it. He'll either be saved or killed in it. 2) The ship goes on and runs out of gas. From their, Beam will probably starve to death. Not good. Going to hope for option one. There's some chance in surviving.