Chenoa
17-09-06, 19:46
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Now you have to vote for the best anekdote. Sad but true, Terra only sent 2 anekdotes, so both won this competition. You only have to find out, he will be 1st who 2nd winner. So vote for them.
(originally quotet, mistakes, names or formatting is by the author)
Vote open for 10 days !
Number 1 - Terra:
I looked at the tiny key. I couldn't believe that it would grant me access to a new spectrum of experience. Even the prosaic description of "Key for Scout Glider- used" sounded exciting to me. I decided to go to the Outzone Station because that location was the nearest place to a vehicle depot I could think of.
Within minutes I was sprinting down the ramp, vehicle depot tantalizingly close. Even the odd arches seemed to suggest the freedom of flight. I ignored the biting bugs and the approaching snake. At the depot, I wasted no time accessing the interface and selecting the glider. It popped up, brushed metal wings dully gleaming in the afternoon sun.
I joyfully leaped in and immediately gunned the engine, and the whole unit leaped forward, slamming into a dense shrub which scraped the fragile wings hideously. Terrified, I leapt off and recalled the glider to examine the damage. Tremendous damage was done, and I clicked the option to have the depot repair it automatically.
Excitement deflating, I carefully selected it again and went to it as it appeared. I took things slowly, and took care to point the craft in a different direction before I applied power to the engine. The unit started moving slowly, wings majestically catching the wind... and I felt the bounds of gravity fall away.
I was flying! Flying! Joy leaped in my heart as I started to clear the nearby tree, looking beyond it. I circled left, then right, the graceful passage of the glider cutting sweeps through the air. It was so beautiful, this freedom! In a single moment, I could fly over even the sky-reaching structure of the Main Neocron Entrance.
I took the craft north, the trees diminishing to nothing below me in my great height. The ponds around Jeriko Fortress glittered like sapphire gems, and I soared, dancing around clouds. It was the most beautiful feeling in my life as I flew towards Tech Haven.
Number 2 - Terra:
The sun rose over the canyon's slopes as night progressed into morning.
At a nearby ASG terminal, two runners locked and loaded their
weapons.The first one climbed into the driver's seat of the big vehicle stationed
next to them, and a plume of exhaust shot from the back of the Rhino as
the gears shifted to a start. The second runner climbed on top of the
bulky vehicle and entered it through the hatch on top. The vehicle roared into
action as the two runners drove off down the road. By the time they reached
the next area of the canyon, the sky's forebodeing look gave way to thick,
gray clouds which released a hard, driving rain as the two runners progressed
through the coagulating sand.After a few hours of this routine killing, the two runners
continued on down the road. Since they had been doing this for quite some time now, the
route was getting boring, so they decided to turn off down another road in hopes of finding
more inspiring game. No Law enforcer was inside the head of the driver, yet there was one inside the gunner, so
frequently the driver bailed out of the vehicle to save it from destruction. They continued down into
the next sector, when all of a sudden, an anti-vehicle rocket slammed into the side of the Rhino,
rocking it to the side. Instinctively, the driver jumped out and ran towards the nearest tree.
As she ran, her flesh disolved into thin air, as the cloak activator on her arm removed any physical
appearance of her body. The gunner turned to look at the disturbance and saw they had stumbled upon
an outpost occupied by Anti-City runners. A second rocket impacted the side of the Rhino, but because the gunner
had his Law Enforcer implant in, the vehicle didn't take any damage. After a few more shots, a few
other runners came out of the woodwork, and they approached the gunner. "You can't sit here forever,"
said one, meanincingly. Another said, "For 200,000 nc, we will let you pass." The gunner knew how to
keep his cool in these high-risk situations, and he calmly replied, "You won't get a credit out of me."
"Too bad your driver ditched you here," said the rocketeer. "Yeah," said the second one "we can sit here
all day and wait for him to return."
The gunner quickly enguaged his communicator, and said to his teammate "What are you doing? We need to get out
of here!" There wasn't a reply on the other end, and the gunner feared the worst. Time passed as the trio had
a long stand-off. The gunner was starting to give up hope, knowing that if he left the Rhino, the Law Enforcer
rules no longer applied, and their beloved killing machine would surely be destroyed. Suddenly, a lone figure appeared on
top of the mountain behind them. Before he had time to ponder what it was, the monk standing at the entrance to the outpost
dropped dead. The next thing happened in what seemed to be one moment. The communicator the gunner had was flooded
with messages of an op war, and, out of nowhere, pro-city runners poured into the base. Hoverbombers emerged over
the sides of the mountains, and ground vehicles of all sorts sped up and parked at the edges of the base as units hopped out.
The base was flooded with the sounds of battle, as plasma rifles shot stray blasts into the burning sky, as rocket pounded
the walls of the outpost, as crackling bangs of psi-powers were casted on runners, and as bodies dropped to the ground.
Within minutes, the place was drenched in blood, and only the howling of the wind could be heard. Some of the vehicles parked here
would not be driven home. Slowly, runners who had survived walked back to their vehicles and left. The gunner opened
the hatch on top of the Rhino, and cautiously stepped out. He looked to the mountain tops again, but saw no one. The silent
patter of rain came into perspective, as the skies broke once again and let out a cleansing rain. It seemed that the blood was
washed away in this battle. He felt bad that he himself didn't, and couldn't partake in the battle, but he knew what happened
here was surely a portrayal of teamwork at its finest. He looked around the dead outpost, when he heard footsteps behind him.
He turned around, and found his sister there behind him. "What happened?! Where did you go!?" She smiled at him and led him
by hand back to their Rhino. He noticed her hair was drenched from the pouring rain. "Where...where were you?" He asked again,
and she said "I took cover by that tree over there when I heard the rockets going off." The tank was still worked up
from the event that had occured. "You should have seen it! The stand-off was tedius, I didn't know how it would end! But all of
a sudden, I saw this sleek figure on top of the hill..." "Oh, really?" his sister asked. "Yes, I saw this figure, and then the
next thing I know, that monk standing over there was dead." His sister looked at him. "Hmm. She must have been a good sniper."
"How did you know it was a female?" She smiled as she got back into the drivers seat.
Now you have to vote for the best anekdote. Sad but true, Terra only sent 2 anekdotes, so both won this competition. You only have to find out, he will be 1st who 2nd winner. So vote for them.
(originally quotet, mistakes, names or formatting is by the author)
Vote open for 10 days !
Number 1 - Terra:
I looked at the tiny key. I couldn't believe that it would grant me access to a new spectrum of experience. Even the prosaic description of "Key for Scout Glider- used" sounded exciting to me. I decided to go to the Outzone Station because that location was the nearest place to a vehicle depot I could think of.
Within minutes I was sprinting down the ramp, vehicle depot tantalizingly close. Even the odd arches seemed to suggest the freedom of flight. I ignored the biting bugs and the approaching snake. At the depot, I wasted no time accessing the interface and selecting the glider. It popped up, brushed metal wings dully gleaming in the afternoon sun.
I joyfully leaped in and immediately gunned the engine, and the whole unit leaped forward, slamming into a dense shrub which scraped the fragile wings hideously. Terrified, I leapt off and recalled the glider to examine the damage. Tremendous damage was done, and I clicked the option to have the depot repair it automatically.
Excitement deflating, I carefully selected it again and went to it as it appeared. I took things slowly, and took care to point the craft in a different direction before I applied power to the engine. The unit started moving slowly, wings majestically catching the wind... and I felt the bounds of gravity fall away.
I was flying! Flying! Joy leaped in my heart as I started to clear the nearby tree, looking beyond it. I circled left, then right, the graceful passage of the glider cutting sweeps through the air. It was so beautiful, this freedom! In a single moment, I could fly over even the sky-reaching structure of the Main Neocron Entrance.
I took the craft north, the trees diminishing to nothing below me in my great height. The ponds around Jeriko Fortress glittered like sapphire gems, and I soared, dancing around clouds. It was the most beautiful feeling in my life as I flew towards Tech Haven.
Number 2 - Terra:
The sun rose over the canyon's slopes as night progressed into morning.
At a nearby ASG terminal, two runners locked and loaded their
weapons.The first one climbed into the driver's seat of the big vehicle stationed
next to them, and a plume of exhaust shot from the back of the Rhino as
the gears shifted to a start. The second runner climbed on top of the
bulky vehicle and entered it through the hatch on top. The vehicle roared into
action as the two runners drove off down the road. By the time they reached
the next area of the canyon, the sky's forebodeing look gave way to thick,
gray clouds which released a hard, driving rain as the two runners progressed
through the coagulating sand.After a few hours of this routine killing, the two runners
continued on down the road. Since they had been doing this for quite some time now, the
route was getting boring, so they decided to turn off down another road in hopes of finding
more inspiring game. No Law enforcer was inside the head of the driver, yet there was one inside the gunner, so
frequently the driver bailed out of the vehicle to save it from destruction. They continued down into
the next sector, when all of a sudden, an anti-vehicle rocket slammed into the side of the Rhino,
rocking it to the side. Instinctively, the driver jumped out and ran towards the nearest tree.
As she ran, her flesh disolved into thin air, as the cloak activator on her arm removed any physical
appearance of her body. The gunner turned to look at the disturbance and saw they had stumbled upon
an outpost occupied by Anti-City runners. A second rocket impacted the side of the Rhino, but because the gunner
had his Law Enforcer implant in, the vehicle didn't take any damage. After a few more shots, a few
other runners came out of the woodwork, and they approached the gunner. "You can't sit here forever,"
said one, meanincingly. Another said, "For 200,000 nc, we will let you pass." The gunner knew how to
keep his cool in these high-risk situations, and he calmly replied, "You won't get a credit out of me."
"Too bad your driver ditched you here," said the rocketeer. "Yeah," said the second one "we can sit here
all day and wait for him to return."
The gunner quickly enguaged his communicator, and said to his teammate "What are you doing? We need to get out
of here!" There wasn't a reply on the other end, and the gunner feared the worst. Time passed as the trio had
a long stand-off. The gunner was starting to give up hope, knowing that if he left the Rhino, the Law Enforcer
rules no longer applied, and their beloved killing machine would surely be destroyed. Suddenly, a lone figure appeared on
top of the mountain behind them. Before he had time to ponder what it was, the monk standing at the entrance to the outpost
dropped dead. The next thing happened in what seemed to be one moment. The communicator the gunner had was flooded
with messages of an op war, and, out of nowhere, pro-city runners poured into the base. Hoverbombers emerged over
the sides of the mountains, and ground vehicles of all sorts sped up and parked at the edges of the base as units hopped out.
The base was flooded with the sounds of battle, as plasma rifles shot stray blasts into the burning sky, as rocket pounded
the walls of the outpost, as crackling bangs of psi-powers were casted on runners, and as bodies dropped to the ground.
Within minutes, the place was drenched in blood, and only the howling of the wind could be heard. Some of the vehicles parked here
would not be driven home. Slowly, runners who had survived walked back to their vehicles and left. The gunner opened
the hatch on top of the Rhino, and cautiously stepped out. He looked to the mountain tops again, but saw no one. The silent
patter of rain came into perspective, as the skies broke once again and let out a cleansing rain. It seemed that the blood was
washed away in this battle. He felt bad that he himself didn't, and couldn't partake in the battle, but he knew what happened
here was surely a portrayal of teamwork at its finest. He looked around the dead outpost, when he heard footsteps behind him.
He turned around, and found his sister there behind him. "What happened?! Where did you go!?" She smiled at him and led him
by hand back to their Rhino. He noticed her hair was drenched from the pouring rain. "Where...where were you?" He asked again,
and she said "I took cover by that tree over there when I heard the rockets going off." The tank was still worked up
from the event that had occured. "You should have seen it! The stand-off was tedius, I didn't know how it would end! But all of
a sudden, I saw this sleek figure on top of the hill..." "Oh, really?" his sister asked. "Yes, I saw this figure, and then the
next thing I know, that monk standing over there was dead." His sister looked at him. "Hmm. She must have been a good sniper."
"How did you know it was a female?" She smiled as she got back into the drivers seat.