Post by RaceFanX on May 13, 2011 0:48:45 GMT -5
My Detroit Red Wings just lost in the Stanley Cup playoffs to the San Jose Sharks. I am displeased. Someone will pay...
A Saturday night "football" match in London had the attention of the most of England. From Dover to Liverpool millions had tuned in to see their lads face off against Germany, both teams wanted a tough warmup for the World Cup. With the Queen herself, Prince Charles, the Dearly Family, the new Prime Minister, a wide variety of press and 90,000 plus fans in attendance the game was doozie and as the final moments ticked away both teams were giving it their all to break the 1-1 tie and steal the win. But unaware to any of them a terrorist attack in the making lurked just overhead.
Aboard the Kanine Krunchies blimp covering the game a battle was taking place. On one side stood Lucky, Patch, Cadpig, Doc and Spot. On the other, near controls with the ability to turn everyone in the stadium and watching at home into a dog, stood Epsilon, Iota and Omega. Neither side was going to give up without a fight.
"Shut down that broadcaster now or we'll make you shut it down," said Lucky.
"I most certainly will not," said Epsilon. "If you want it you're going to have to go through us."
"I don't have a problem doing that," said Patch.
"Bring it on," said Omega in a daring tone.
The four Dalmatians and a chicken lunged at the three Skayninans.
It was most certainly ON!
The Dals split and charged the Skayninans head on; Doc and Lucky went for Epsilon, Cadpig and Spot took on Iota and Patch went full boar at Omega.
And immediately things went wrong.
With a sweeping punch Iota knocked Cadpig out of the way and with her other front paw grabbed Spot by the beak and whipped the light chicken over her. Spot hit the floor with enough force to pop her beak right through it. She was stuck.
"This isn't a good time for this," said a muffled Spot as she struggled to free herself.
Patch did no better, Omega sidestepped him as he charged causing him to miss and giving the Wolfhound enough time to grab him by the tail and whip him into the side of a control panel.
"You can't beat me mutt," said Omega. "I may not have been born with these claws but I know how to use'em!"
Lucky and Doc tried to double team Epsilon only to both getting punched hard in the muzzles. Both were stunned and the collie took advantage of it for a low blow on the underside of their heads flipping both back.
Cadpig was just barely getting back to her feet and Spot was still stuck as Iota came in for round two.
"Well well well," said Iota in a smug tone. "The runt still thinks she can win."
With that she blasted Cadpig with another swift kick back into some control panels. Cadpig was down and Iota moved in for the kill.
"I wish you were bigger," Iota said. "You're such a small thing it will be over quick."
"It's not the size of the dog in the fight," said Cadpig. "It's the size of the fight in the dog!"
Cadpig summoned all her strength, when the female Skayninan was close enough she caught her off guard with a quick kick with all her force. She passed out immediately thereafter.
"AHHH!," said Iota, thrown back toward the back of the blimp.
She ricocheted off the back of the blimp and fell out the door, grabbing a rope. Her claws somewhat sliced it in the process though.
"Help!," she screamed, now dangling off the edge.
Omega heard her. As Patch started to get to his paws Omega choked him and slammed his head into the floor. As tough a dog as he was it knocked him out cold. Rather than go for a finisher Omega ran to the back of the blimp. He reached out and grabbed Iota just as the rope gave way.
"Just hang on," said Omega.
"Well that other option isn't really a viable one," said Iota.
Omega struggled to pull her back in but needless to say was going to try.
Both sides were somewhat cut down but Epsilon was still keeping the heat on Lucky and Doc. It wasn't looking good as the collie again get a pair of good hits in on the dalmatians.
"Now you're messing with a son of a bitch," said Epsilon proudly, the boy who owned him having been a Guns 'N' Roses fan.
Doc and Lucky were struggling to get to their feet.
"This will all be over in two minutes," said Epsilon. "You may have beat me once but tonight the UK is gaining a D. Our own little country, part of me wants you to live to see this. Part of me wants to destroy you right now. I think I'll..."
Suddenly from nowhere another white paw decked the collie in the back of the head. Epsilon fell to the floor as two black hind legs give him a shift kick in the jewels.
"Nobody beats up Lucky and/or destroys humanity on my watch," said Two-Tone, everyone had been so focused on the fight no one had noticed she had finally gotten over the height issue and joined the battle.
Two-Tone immediately pinned the collie to the floor before he could right himself.
"Two-Tone, you made it," said Lucky.
"Yeah well I can't let you have all the fun," Two-Tone responded. "Looks like you lose Epsilon."
Epsilon stopped struggling for a moment to smirk.
"You honestly think this is over?," said Epsilon confidently.
"Given you can't get to your amp and broadcast your signal I'd say it is," Doc said as he and Lucky moved over to the broadcasting device at the front of the blimp.
"You don't know me very well do you?," responded Epsilon.
Suddenly Lucky noticed a filled up gage on the side of the broadcaster. It glowed green like Epsilon's eyes.
"I like to be one step ahead," said Epsilon proudly. "This broadcaster is more advanced than the old amp. Among the new features is a nice storage system and a time delay. In just a few moments that timer is going to go off and the signal will broadcast out into the antenna. There's no way to stop it. Even from over here I'm still going to win."
Both everyone's jaws hit the floor, except Spot's as she finally pried herself free.
Lucky and Doc tried to get the side of the broadcaster open to disable to no avail. An attempt to smash it failed and only hurt Lucky's paw. That wasn't going to work.
"I don't suppose you know a way to get several million Britons to all change the channel at once do you Doc," said Lucky.
"I do, but I don't think we have access to video of the Eurovision Song Contest finals," replied Doc. "We're in trouble."
"Of course I also had to make sure the blimp was in position for the signal to hit the antenna and dispose of the evidence afterward," said Epsilon. "So I programmed the auto pilot on a collision course with it."
Time just got a little more pressing. Doc and Lucky fiddled with the controls in a desperate attempt to stop it. Shifting around the back of it Lucky knocked it slightly loose, he could now steer the broadcaster's beam but only slightly in such a way it would miss the antenna and beam directly into the stadium.
For now having somewhat of an out Epsilon again looked all too pleased.
"Well bravo boys you somewhat broke it," said the collie. "And now here's the part where you complete my plan for me. What a nice twist."
"Ha," said Doc. "I've put forth a ton of effort today in stopping you evil plan. Why would I carry it out?"
"Because as said the beam goes off either way Milkbone Breath," replied Epsilon. "If you hit the antenna you devolve everyone, it's mass chaos but equally distributed. People will care and try to help. If you just shoot into the stadium don't fool yourselves you are going to hit someone and devolve them. A single individual at random, changed against their will by your paws. Do you really have a the guts to take a single life like that? To ruin a someone's entire being, to morph them into something as nature never intended for little to no reason."
Lucky and Doc looked at each other nervously.
"You know what the right thing to do here is, take them all out," Epsilon said. "There's no guilt, no one facing an impossible future alone. Just a group facing it together. A lifetime in isolation for someone random or a new future for everyone including yourselves? Is the price of your victory really worth a single human life? The choice is yours."
The blimp was moving closer and closer to the stadium and a lot lower than it should have been. But even with the venue filling beyond capacity no one noticed. The game was intense, regular time had run out and the game was now in the short extra time session. At that exact moment a German defender knocked the ball away from a British attacker and right to one of his wide open teammates. The German rushed up field and beat the only British defender. All eyes were on the field and none were on the skies. With such an exciting finish building no one was looking away and worse yet, even more people had tuned it. This one was going to be unforgettable.
Can the pups find a way to stop it or does the bad guy win this time? Stay tuned!
A Saturday night "football" match in London had the attention of the most of England. From Dover to Liverpool millions had tuned in to see their lads face off against Germany, both teams wanted a tough warmup for the World Cup. With the Queen herself, Prince Charles, the Dearly Family, the new Prime Minister, a wide variety of press and 90,000 plus fans in attendance the game was doozie and as the final moments ticked away both teams were giving it their all to break the 1-1 tie and steal the win. But unaware to any of them a terrorist attack in the making lurked just overhead.
Aboard the Kanine Krunchies blimp covering the game a battle was taking place. On one side stood Lucky, Patch, Cadpig, Doc and Spot. On the other, near controls with the ability to turn everyone in the stadium and watching at home into a dog, stood Epsilon, Iota and Omega. Neither side was going to give up without a fight.
"Shut down that broadcaster now or we'll make you shut it down," said Lucky.
"I most certainly will not," said Epsilon. "If you want it you're going to have to go through us."
"I don't have a problem doing that," said Patch.
"Bring it on," said Omega in a daring tone.
The four Dalmatians and a chicken lunged at the three Skayninans.
It was most certainly ON!
The Dals split and charged the Skayninans head on; Doc and Lucky went for Epsilon, Cadpig and Spot took on Iota and Patch went full boar at Omega.
And immediately things went wrong.
With a sweeping punch Iota knocked Cadpig out of the way and with her other front paw grabbed Spot by the beak and whipped the light chicken over her. Spot hit the floor with enough force to pop her beak right through it. She was stuck.
"This isn't a good time for this," said a muffled Spot as she struggled to free herself.
Patch did no better, Omega sidestepped him as he charged causing him to miss and giving the Wolfhound enough time to grab him by the tail and whip him into the side of a control panel.
"You can't beat me mutt," said Omega. "I may not have been born with these claws but I know how to use'em!"
Lucky and Doc tried to double team Epsilon only to both getting punched hard in the muzzles. Both were stunned and the collie took advantage of it for a low blow on the underside of their heads flipping both back.
Cadpig was just barely getting back to her feet and Spot was still stuck as Iota came in for round two.
"Well well well," said Iota in a smug tone. "The runt still thinks she can win."
With that she blasted Cadpig with another swift kick back into some control panels. Cadpig was down and Iota moved in for the kill.
"I wish you were bigger," Iota said. "You're such a small thing it will be over quick."
"It's not the size of the dog in the fight," said Cadpig. "It's the size of the fight in the dog!"
Cadpig summoned all her strength, when the female Skayninan was close enough she caught her off guard with a quick kick with all her force. She passed out immediately thereafter.
"AHHH!," said Iota, thrown back toward the back of the blimp.
She ricocheted off the back of the blimp and fell out the door, grabbing a rope. Her claws somewhat sliced it in the process though.
"Help!," she screamed, now dangling off the edge.
Omega heard her. As Patch started to get to his paws Omega choked him and slammed his head into the floor. As tough a dog as he was it knocked him out cold. Rather than go for a finisher Omega ran to the back of the blimp. He reached out and grabbed Iota just as the rope gave way.
"Just hang on," said Omega.
"Well that other option isn't really a viable one," said Iota.
Omega struggled to pull her back in but needless to say was going to try.
Both sides were somewhat cut down but Epsilon was still keeping the heat on Lucky and Doc. It wasn't looking good as the collie again get a pair of good hits in on the dalmatians.
"Now you're messing with a son of a bitch," said Epsilon proudly, the boy who owned him having been a Guns 'N' Roses fan.
Doc and Lucky were struggling to get to their feet.
"This will all be over in two minutes," said Epsilon. "You may have beat me once but tonight the UK is gaining a D. Our own little country, part of me wants you to live to see this. Part of me wants to destroy you right now. I think I'll..."
Suddenly from nowhere another white paw decked the collie in the back of the head. Epsilon fell to the floor as two black hind legs give him a shift kick in the jewels.
"Nobody beats up Lucky and/or destroys humanity on my watch," said Two-Tone, everyone had been so focused on the fight no one had noticed she had finally gotten over the height issue and joined the battle.
Two-Tone immediately pinned the collie to the floor before he could right himself.
"Two-Tone, you made it," said Lucky.
"Yeah well I can't let you have all the fun," Two-Tone responded. "Looks like you lose Epsilon."
Epsilon stopped struggling for a moment to smirk.
"You honestly think this is over?," said Epsilon confidently.
"Given you can't get to your amp and broadcast your signal I'd say it is," Doc said as he and Lucky moved over to the broadcasting device at the front of the blimp.
"You don't know me very well do you?," responded Epsilon.
Suddenly Lucky noticed a filled up gage on the side of the broadcaster. It glowed green like Epsilon's eyes.
"I like to be one step ahead," said Epsilon proudly. "This broadcaster is more advanced than the old amp. Among the new features is a nice storage system and a time delay. In just a few moments that timer is going to go off and the signal will broadcast out into the antenna. There's no way to stop it. Even from over here I'm still going to win."
Both everyone's jaws hit the floor, except Spot's as she finally pried herself free.
Lucky and Doc tried to get the side of the broadcaster open to disable to no avail. An attempt to smash it failed and only hurt Lucky's paw. That wasn't going to work.
"I don't suppose you know a way to get several million Britons to all change the channel at once do you Doc," said Lucky.
"I do, but I don't think we have access to video of the Eurovision Song Contest finals," replied Doc. "We're in trouble."
"Of course I also had to make sure the blimp was in position for the signal to hit the antenna and dispose of the evidence afterward," said Epsilon. "So I programmed the auto pilot on a collision course with it."
Time just got a little more pressing. Doc and Lucky fiddled with the controls in a desperate attempt to stop it. Shifting around the back of it Lucky knocked it slightly loose, he could now steer the broadcaster's beam but only slightly in such a way it would miss the antenna and beam directly into the stadium.
For now having somewhat of an out Epsilon again looked all too pleased.
"Well bravo boys you somewhat broke it," said the collie. "And now here's the part where you complete my plan for me. What a nice twist."
"Ha," said Doc. "I've put forth a ton of effort today in stopping you evil plan. Why would I carry it out?"
"Because as said the beam goes off either way Milkbone Breath," replied Epsilon. "If you hit the antenna you devolve everyone, it's mass chaos but equally distributed. People will care and try to help. If you just shoot into the stadium don't fool yourselves you are going to hit someone and devolve them. A single individual at random, changed against their will by your paws. Do you really have a the guts to take a single life like that? To ruin a someone's entire being, to morph them into something as nature never intended for little to no reason."
Lucky and Doc looked at each other nervously.
"You know what the right thing to do here is, take them all out," Epsilon said. "There's no guilt, no one facing an impossible future alone. Just a group facing it together. A lifetime in isolation for someone random or a new future for everyone including yourselves? Is the price of your victory really worth a single human life? The choice is yours."
The blimp was moving closer and closer to the stadium and a lot lower than it should have been. But even with the venue filling beyond capacity no one noticed. The game was intense, regular time had run out and the game was now in the short extra time session. At that exact moment a German defender knocked the ball away from a British attacker and right to one of his wide open teammates. The German rushed up field and beat the only British defender. All eyes were on the field and none were on the skies. With such an exciting finish building no one was looking away and worse yet, even more people had tuned it. This one was going to be unforgettable.
Can the pups find a way to stop it or does the bad guy win this time? Stay tuned!