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TopicXIII's 2nd Board 8 Battle [The Final Chapter] [T2] [This is seriously the end]
XIII_socks
06/22/12 12:41:00 PM
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Chapter 1

"Yes. Yep. Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Nope, it all went exactly as planned. Yes. OK. I'll be five minutes."

Commodore hung up the phone and put down the unconscious body of Emporer_Kazbar, the last of 52 people he had personally dotted around the abandoned city. Kazbar's can of peanuts lay by his side, and Comm shook his head. "This guy won't last long."

Comm sighed and took off in his jetpack, his sheathed Smegmamune digging into his thigh as he ascended. The city was sprawled beneath him, a plethora of skyscrapers and slums. The place seemed oddly still, almost as if it was waiting for the imminent 51 deaths.

He looked up, away from the city and into the seemingly empty sky. He had already made this trip enough times to know that he should be careful and look for the slight shimmer that indicated the camouflage his boss used to hide their floating ship, the Sharp Spoon. He eventually found it, slightly upwards and on his right, got in underneath it and ascended into the loading bay. His boss appeared on the screen immediately. "My quarters. Now."

Comm wordlessly moved through the ship until eventually he arrived at the Captain's Quarters. He knocked on the door and entered.

He was greeted by the back of a chair, which span around. In the chair was Comm's boss.

"Meow," said the creature sitting there. "Meow meow meow."
"What? Uhh, I mean, excuse me, Minio, ma'am?"
"Just practicing my impression of a normal cat," Minio said. "What did you think?"
Comm shrugged. "Not bad."
"NOT BAD?!" Minio hissed.
"Uhh, I mean, it was great!"
"Better." She nodded and turned, indicating to Comm that he should join her by the bank of screens. He did so.

"Time to wake them up!" said a cackling Minio. "I must say, I'm looking forward to being on the other side of proceedings, aren't you?"
"Yes ma'am," said Comm. He was lying. He hated that he was responsible for putting another 52 people through this hell, but he had been given no choice by the psychotic feline he was now in the employ of. She had his supply of alcohol hostage.

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