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Stoner Steve and the Quest for the Cheesy Poof

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Stoner Steve and the Quest for the Cheesy Poof
Offline Stoner_Steve
08-21-2014, 12:19 AM,
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Walking along a short corridor Steve found himself entering a large docking bay. The contractor that was hired came over to him as he entered. "Hello! We've finished most of upgrades to the vessel to your specifications. That being said Steve we couldn't do anything about the engines. Its not any tech we've worked with before, so beyond jerry riging the new reactor in we haven't touched them." Steve nodded before responding "I kind of figured but I need to get them looked at by someone..." drifting off for a moment Steve looked back up at the contractor "Other than the engines the rest of the equipment has been mounted?" "Yes, new guns, armor, radar, computers, even slapped a new coat of paint." Steve smiled as the contractor lovely detailed all of the changes. Following behind the now walking and talking contractor he noticed that they were talking towards a small two man shuttle. Buckling himself into his seat Steve was daydreaming while pre-flight checks were quickly completed. "Did you hear me Steve?" "I uh what?" Steve stuttered out while he checked himself back into reality. "Where did you say you found this thing again?" Thinking for a moment Steve quickly reviewed all the lies he had crafted around the vessel before remembering the tale he told before, "She was adrift in Coronado, probably some frenchie got pasted." The flight continued silently until Steve looked up and noticed the contractor glaring at him with an eyebrow raised. Smiling uncomfortably Steve asked, "Penny for your thoughts?" "There was no battle damage to the vessel." Steves grin faded a little, "Not all of us want our histories plain as day" The contractor looked back forward while shrugging. "A man is only as good as his word around here"

The ship lapsed into an uneasy silence as the shuttle rounded the edge of the dry-docks. Despite the mood Steve still eagerly leaned forward to get a better look at his ship as they closed on it. The shuttle entered the small docking bay aft of the main cabin. "Well Steve, here we are, your payment already cleared the net, so stay frosty out there." Steve smiled and flashed the peace sign as he entered the cabin. The airlock closed behind him and the ship reverberated as the tiny shuttle undocked.

Letting out a deep sigh Steve made his way forward to the pilots seat. Dropping his bag beside his chair he took a seat. Running his hands over the control column he could almost feel his history, his families history, 4 generations worth of Squigs, and he was the end of the line. Powering up the eighty year old vessel Steve guided the Res Nullius out of dry-dock. Quite more carefully than he brought her in.

Taking a deep breath as he reached the edge of the system and general solitude Steve powered down the engines and let the vessel drift. Stretching Steve stood from the chair and walked back a few feet. Squatting down Steve punched a 3 digit code into the floor panel. It popped off the floor and Steve set it aside. On the outside the words said escape pod. But it was more than that now. Passing though his hanging rasta beads Steve jumped and landed on a bean bag chair. Before he started to take a hit on his pipe his stomach growled. He had never gotten his craving for cheese settled.


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Stoner Steve and the Quest for the Cheesy Poof - by Stoner_Steve - 05-14-2014, 01:22 AM
RE: Stoner Steve and the Quest for the Cheesy Poof - by Stoner_Steve - 07-31-2014, 03:57 AM
RE: Stoner Steve and the Quest for the Cheesy Poof - by Stoner_Steve - 08-10-2014, 03:11 AM
RE: Stoner Steve and the Quest for the Cheesy Poof - by Stoner_Steve - 08-21-2014, 12:19 AM
RE: Stoner Steve and the Quest for the Cheesy Poof - by Stoner_Steve - 12-03-2014, 07:44 PM
RE: Stoner Steve and the Quest for the Cheesy Poof - by Stoner_Steve - 12-03-2014, 07:53 PM
RE: Stoner Steve and the Quest for the Cheesy Poof - by Stoner_Steve - 01-16-2015, 09:08 PM
RE: Stoner Steve and the Quest for the Cheesy Poof - by Stoner_Steve - 03-03-2016, 06:36 PM

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