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Correction:
He knows there are carnivorous armored fish that reach 10 meters long that live around the Huits' territorial waters. They are often seen following and attacking large ships, and debates rage on whether they are so monumentally stupid they think boats are whales, or are clever enough to realize that boats are huge tins of bite-sized food morsels.
armored fish are you stuffting me
« Last Edit: June 04, 2015, 01:17:47 PM by blockguy™ »

Artist's depiction of a Huit 10 meter long armored carnivorous fish

fixed that for you

fixed that for you
well how'd the super ultra mega cannon affect them

what the hell are you going on about

what the hell are you going on about
well if the huits just shot a nuclear bomb that disintegrated an entire fleet it's obviously gonna affect some of the marine life, no?

didn't the huit admiral remark that the marine life probably got pissed off?

Faw starts to fly towards the battleship.

didn't the huit admiral remark that the marine life probably got pissed off?
yes but i was thinking that by disturbed he meant that they went away/got killed or something

rip lefty
"God DAMMIT. I have no missiles, so I could only seed chaff."
I try to come up with a plan.
"Wait. Couldn't some of us seed chaff to throw off the point defense and then fire off our munitions?"

"Hey, guys, that barrel probably isn't as tough as it looks... I could be wrong, but I'm guessing the breech still has a vulnerable moment when the ammo's being chambered. If we could provoke it into firing so that it'd have to reload, and then we fired a few missiles down the barrel... hey, you never know."

I fly towards the Shiva, attempting to get its attention.
« Last Edit: June 04, 2015, 01:50:57 PM by Juncoph »

rip lefty
now i have three options
a) scream and plead to the Huit fleet to save me but they won't and they probably won't even be able to hear me
b) get eated
c) kill myself

now i have three options
a) scream and plead to the Huit fleet to save me but they won't and they probably won't even be able to hear me
b) get eated
c) kill myself

d) shark repellent



I speed towards the fleet, and can see them in the distance. Black smoke rises from some of the ships. They seem to be trying to adapt a defensive posture.

"Gods be damned, destroy the huitz frigates already! Get rid of their air defense or they get their fleet in position to attack the Mercanans. I will personally kick your asses if you don't destroy their air defense," I order angrily, "And kill that loving Shiva!"

I take a breath.

"Mjolnir Crash, COMRO Vessel, requesting Anti-Ship Missiles,"

« Last Edit: June 04, 2015, 02:25:31 PM by blockguy™ »

Just go look for some wreckage to hang out on

I begin to swim to the floating debris, which once was PB-5.