05-05-2010, 01:04 PM
[font=Century Gothic]Regarding our little conversation the other day, before I accidentally bumped the neural-net cut-off switch. I happen to be in control of one of those giant space dongs you call a siege cruiser.
I explained a little bit about how this came to be in person. To refresh your memory, I took advantage of the crew's lack of female contact and hunger for strong liquor. With both needs satisfied the men were easily acquiescent to my original intentions.
With the keys and passwords for the ship in my possession I rounded up my girls and set about taking control of the ship. The "security" on board Ames Research Station is as easy to turn to my side as the commander of your cruiser... what was his name? Jenkin.... Shire? Shan? Shin? Or something like that.
I wager the original crew will not return to claim their ship. You and I both know the competency level of the average reserve fleetist - they are most likely too embarrassed to show themselves and have probably abandoned their posts for good.
The LNS-For.Her.Pleasure is currently sitting outside my window at Rochester Base. She will shortly be taken away for a little.... "tender loving care". And of course to tinker with that utterly orgasmic coaxial cannon. The vibrations through the captain's seat when that thing fires are simply delectable. I can also understand why there are so many of these things in service. I don't even have one to compensate for but damn does it feel good jamming this cruiser down the throat of those who oppose me.
I'd be happy to organise a private rendezvous with you, Admiral, and we can come to an agreement for the future of this ship. But do bear in mind I don't plan on giving her back - nor would you want her back after we've had our way with her.
Please send your reply to:
McDowell Company Fleet
ATTN: Chairman C.E.O Evangeline A. McDowell
Rochester Base, New York.
ATTN: Chairman C.E.O Evangeline A. McDowell
Rochester Base, New York.
As we say back in Bretonia, "Ooroo!"