Post by {-OSG-}Hudson on Feb 9, 2006 20:18:09 GMT 10
I'v been given permission by Archimedes to put this up here.
This story is rated M for Mature audience's, it contains low level course language, low level violence and adult themes.
“So boring, so boring, very boring, all so boring.”
I was so bored. All I could think about was how bored I was. I’d been waiting in Unknown space for a few hours now and no sign of Nomad ships. True, some people prefer to stay away from these formidable ships but me; I’m doing this for the money. Nomad weaponry is one of the big things these days; everyone wants these weapons and would pay a fuck load for it. They drain no energy from your power core and have the damage potential of a Rheinland Battle cruiser.
Anyway, enough with that lets talk about me. The names Hudson, Will Hudson. I’ve been working for an illegal group who specialise with the smuggling of Cardi for a few months now. I originally joined about a year ago but on my first smuggling run I got caught by the space pigs and was sentenced too jail for three months, those three months weren’t exactly the best but I got some valuable insight from numerous convicted smugglers, they gave me info about the best routes to take and such.
After I got out I went straight back to Malta, yeah that’s right, Planet Malta. The place I consider to be the jewel of Sirius. What made this planet so good was that I could get on occasion cheap drugs and if I had enough cash on me, expensive woman. I found most of the woman on Malta gold diggers but as I say to a lot of people, if I had the cash, I got to see the cache. For those people who don’t know what I’m talking about, a cache is among other things a hidden storage space which obviously needed to be filled and if you still don’t get it, well I guess that’s your problem.
Okay so anyway I spent about three months of my life on Malta (all on drugs and woman) until by chance a stumbled upon Han. Okay I meant literally too, just had a huge party and Han was unconscious on the floor and I ‘stumbled’ and fell. So yeah we started talking and told him about my first assignment as a smuggler and how bad it went and then instantly he remembered me as one of the recruits from way back. He offered to let me back into the guild and of course I got back in. So since then I have had my fair share of smuggling (Successful) runs and if I wasn’t needed for awhile I’d go back to Malta for some ‘cache’ here and there.
Okay, so now that I’ve given you a little insight on my life story let’s bring you back here to the present. The radiation is currently wreaking havoc on my hull and there has been no sign of nomads anywhere. I’m just sitting here in my cockpit with a sore back and a perfectly good bag of Cardi sitting in my pocket. I could have it now but what if some nomad’s came around, I’d be pretty fucked. Then again, if they didn’t come around it would definitely keep occupied for awhile. So the question is wether to smoke or not to smoke. Stuff it! I took it out and quickly took out some rollie’s from my glove compartment. I quickly poured some Cardi onto a wrap but then I thought, why go light?
“Fuck it!” I thought.
I sprinkled a fuck load on the rollie and wrapped it up, a licked it to seal it and my tongue got a little sprinkle of the Cardi, and it’s kind of sour tasting if you ask me. Anyway, I proceeded to put the joint in my mouth and I grabbed the lighter. I gently got all the air out of my lungs and then started to light it, I watched as the paper and the Cardi burned blue and I by instinct I breathed in. The smooth taste went down my throat and straight into my lungs, almost instantly I felt relaxed; everything around me seemed to slow down to a crawl, all that was here was me and this beautiful joint. I decided to turn off the air filters for now to let the smoke fill the cockpit, just for awhile anyway. I then continued to bring in this alien substance back into my lungs, each time I felt even more relaxed. I started to look outside my cockpit window as watch as my life seemed to unfold from a giant TV floating in space. It was funny, I couldn’t help myself, I let out a burst of laughter for no damn reason. Everything in the world just started to make no fucking sense. I mean what the hell, what’s this? I pointed at a button as if I had an audience. I proceeded to point at the button and then too an audience which was floating outside in space. All of them were laughing, I proceeded to tell them that that the hell is this, it’s a button yes but what does it do? The audience laughed once again and told me to press it. I took enough air full of Cardi and I pressed the button. I looked back to the crowd but there was nothing there.
”HEY, where’s my damn TV!”
I looked around space, turning my ship around. I started to cry and kept asking myself, where’s my TV? But then there they were, they popped out of the glove compartment with a
“SURPRISE!”
I stopped crying and started to laugh out load, I was so happy to see them again. My audience, they were so cool. They liked to laugh at my jokes, so I proceeded to pick up each one of my little people and put them on my shoulder. I told them we were going to watch show which was a favourite on Malta. I got settled in and more comfortable as the little people sat on my shoulders. I looked out into space and a giant curtain opened up, we were instantly greeted by the most gorgeous girl I had ever seen. She was wearing a black lingerie outfit with black stockings and leather boots as well as a cowboy hat,
“Are you ready?” she asked.
I and the little people all nodded and then she started to dance, a beautiful dance. She floated around in space but also at the same time looked like she was standing on something invisible. The whole audience was cheering but me, I was just staying quite, concentrating on her and all I could think about was fucking her. She continued to dance around and then took off her hat and threw it gently toward me. The whole ship shook when the hat hit it but I didn’t care; she then squeezed her tits together and oh how I wanted to touch them. She started to take off her bra, all of the little people were cheering even louder, she finally took them off and her jugs seemed to free themselves from the evil bra which hid her them. She threw the bra over toward me again and the ship shook once again a bit too violently but I still didn’t care. She started playing with her tits, touching them, pinching her nipples and even started to lick them as well and then her other hand proceeded down to her panties. This was so cool I thought to myself, she was rubbing her crotch but then the inside of my cockpit started to grow misty.
“Her pants are about to come off, they’re about to come off!” the little people shouted.
But I couldn’t see I couldn’t see shit; my entire cockpit was full of smoke. Again the ship got knocked around violently but this time one of my control panels exploded. I started to get worried, I looked to my shoulder and the little people had disappeared. I moved my head forward to see out the window; I waved my hand around to get the smoke away and turned the air filter on,
“I had to see her, need to see her take off the panties.” I thought to myself.
I could now see outside and the floating woman was still there, about to take off her panties.
“Yes, I didn’t miss it.” I thought.
She then proceeded to take them off but at that instance a nomad fighter flew out of her pants and started firing at me, my ship shook and the woman just disappeared. I franticly looked at my scanners and found there were four nomad ships.
“They must have been shooting at me that whole time.” I thought.
I took my hand off my joystick and put it on the Flight joystick (Wink Wink, nudge nudge). I activated my boosters and started to chase after one of the nomads, he was a tricky one but not good enough. I locked on and I fired a missile at him, his ship instantly blew up and the debris flew everywhere, I even sore a salvageable weapon I could pick up later. I swinged around 180 degrees and let the inertia keep my ship on the same course. I then pulled on the primary weapons trigger and all my weapons started firing. The space I was firing at seemed to turn into an arena of fireworks as the nomad weapons I had did there work. All the nomad ships were all destroyed and I detected two more nomad weapons for salvage.
“GREAT.” I thought “More weapons and more money.”
All the sudden though something didn’t feel right, I scanned the weapons again and then the scanners said they weren’t real.
“What the fuck?”
I looked out my cockpit and they weren’t there, there was no evidence of any battle. I Pulled the joystick up and then realised my hand wasn’t wrapped around the flight stick.
I closed my eyes and opened them again and the air was all misty. I was sure I put the air filter on. I looked around and everything seemed like it didn’t happen except for the joint which was still in my mouth but all burnt out. Everything was so confusing, so those nomads I found didn’t happen. I now got it, the Cardi did a hell of a job keeping me occupied them I thought.
“Hudson, you there?”
Han was talking to me threw the Comm. I replied saying I was fine and told him I’m still waiting for Nomad’s. He then told me it had already been six hours already.
“Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa??” I shouted.
Man that must have been some of the most potent shit I have ever had. So anyway, we headed back to the wormhole. And Han and some other guy were waiting there; they went threw and I started to go threw, but then on the corner of my eye I saw this woman floating out in space, the same woman. She winked at me just before I went into the wormhole.
“Damnit, oh well. Maybe next time she can finish the dance.” I thought.
Hoped you like it.
This story is rated M for Mature audience's, it contains low level course language, low level violence and adult themes.
“So boring, so boring, very boring, all so boring.”
I was so bored. All I could think about was how bored I was. I’d been waiting in Unknown space for a few hours now and no sign of Nomad ships. True, some people prefer to stay away from these formidable ships but me; I’m doing this for the money. Nomad weaponry is one of the big things these days; everyone wants these weapons and would pay a fuck load for it. They drain no energy from your power core and have the damage potential of a Rheinland Battle cruiser.
Anyway, enough with that lets talk about me. The names Hudson, Will Hudson. I’ve been working for an illegal group who specialise with the smuggling of Cardi for a few months now. I originally joined about a year ago but on my first smuggling run I got caught by the space pigs and was sentenced too jail for three months, those three months weren’t exactly the best but I got some valuable insight from numerous convicted smugglers, they gave me info about the best routes to take and such.
After I got out I went straight back to Malta, yeah that’s right, Planet Malta. The place I consider to be the jewel of Sirius. What made this planet so good was that I could get on occasion cheap drugs and if I had enough cash on me, expensive woman. I found most of the woman on Malta gold diggers but as I say to a lot of people, if I had the cash, I got to see the cache. For those people who don’t know what I’m talking about, a cache is among other things a hidden storage space which obviously needed to be filled and if you still don’t get it, well I guess that’s your problem.
Okay so anyway I spent about three months of my life on Malta (all on drugs and woman) until by chance a stumbled upon Han. Okay I meant literally too, just had a huge party and Han was unconscious on the floor and I ‘stumbled’ and fell. So yeah we started talking and told him about my first assignment as a smuggler and how bad it went and then instantly he remembered me as one of the recruits from way back. He offered to let me back into the guild and of course I got back in. So since then I have had my fair share of smuggling (Successful) runs and if I wasn’t needed for awhile I’d go back to Malta for some ‘cache’ here and there.
Okay, so now that I’ve given you a little insight on my life story let’s bring you back here to the present. The radiation is currently wreaking havoc on my hull and there has been no sign of nomads anywhere. I’m just sitting here in my cockpit with a sore back and a perfectly good bag of Cardi sitting in my pocket. I could have it now but what if some nomad’s came around, I’d be pretty fucked. Then again, if they didn’t come around it would definitely keep occupied for awhile. So the question is wether to smoke or not to smoke. Stuff it! I took it out and quickly took out some rollie’s from my glove compartment. I quickly poured some Cardi onto a wrap but then I thought, why go light?
“Fuck it!” I thought.
I sprinkled a fuck load on the rollie and wrapped it up, a licked it to seal it and my tongue got a little sprinkle of the Cardi, and it’s kind of sour tasting if you ask me. Anyway, I proceeded to put the joint in my mouth and I grabbed the lighter. I gently got all the air out of my lungs and then started to light it, I watched as the paper and the Cardi burned blue and I by instinct I breathed in. The smooth taste went down my throat and straight into my lungs, almost instantly I felt relaxed; everything around me seemed to slow down to a crawl, all that was here was me and this beautiful joint. I decided to turn off the air filters for now to let the smoke fill the cockpit, just for awhile anyway. I then continued to bring in this alien substance back into my lungs, each time I felt even more relaxed. I started to look outside my cockpit window as watch as my life seemed to unfold from a giant TV floating in space. It was funny, I couldn’t help myself, I let out a burst of laughter for no damn reason. Everything in the world just started to make no fucking sense. I mean what the hell, what’s this? I pointed at a button as if I had an audience. I proceeded to point at the button and then too an audience which was floating outside in space. All of them were laughing, I proceeded to tell them that that the hell is this, it’s a button yes but what does it do? The audience laughed once again and told me to press it. I took enough air full of Cardi and I pressed the button. I looked back to the crowd but there was nothing there.
”HEY, where’s my damn TV!”
I looked around space, turning my ship around. I started to cry and kept asking myself, where’s my TV? But then there they were, they popped out of the glove compartment with a
“SURPRISE!”
I stopped crying and started to laugh out load, I was so happy to see them again. My audience, they were so cool. They liked to laugh at my jokes, so I proceeded to pick up each one of my little people and put them on my shoulder. I told them we were going to watch show which was a favourite on Malta. I got settled in and more comfortable as the little people sat on my shoulders. I looked out into space and a giant curtain opened up, we were instantly greeted by the most gorgeous girl I had ever seen. She was wearing a black lingerie outfit with black stockings and leather boots as well as a cowboy hat,
“Are you ready?” she asked.
I and the little people all nodded and then she started to dance, a beautiful dance. She floated around in space but also at the same time looked like she was standing on something invisible. The whole audience was cheering but me, I was just staying quite, concentrating on her and all I could think about was fucking her. She continued to dance around and then took off her hat and threw it gently toward me. The whole ship shook when the hat hit it but I didn’t care; she then squeezed her tits together and oh how I wanted to touch them. She started to take off her bra, all of the little people were cheering even louder, she finally took them off and her jugs seemed to free themselves from the evil bra which hid her them. She threw the bra over toward me again and the ship shook once again a bit too violently but I still didn’t care. She started playing with her tits, touching them, pinching her nipples and even started to lick them as well and then her other hand proceeded down to her panties. This was so cool I thought to myself, she was rubbing her crotch but then the inside of my cockpit started to grow misty.
“Her pants are about to come off, they’re about to come off!” the little people shouted.
But I couldn’t see I couldn’t see shit; my entire cockpit was full of smoke. Again the ship got knocked around violently but this time one of my control panels exploded. I started to get worried, I looked to my shoulder and the little people had disappeared. I moved my head forward to see out the window; I waved my hand around to get the smoke away and turned the air filter on,
“I had to see her, need to see her take off the panties.” I thought to myself.
I could now see outside and the floating woman was still there, about to take off her panties.
“Yes, I didn’t miss it.” I thought.
She then proceeded to take them off but at that instance a nomad fighter flew out of her pants and started firing at me, my ship shook and the woman just disappeared. I franticly looked at my scanners and found there were four nomad ships.
“They must have been shooting at me that whole time.” I thought.
I took my hand off my joystick and put it on the Flight joystick (Wink Wink, nudge nudge). I activated my boosters and started to chase after one of the nomads, he was a tricky one but not good enough. I locked on and I fired a missile at him, his ship instantly blew up and the debris flew everywhere, I even sore a salvageable weapon I could pick up later. I swinged around 180 degrees and let the inertia keep my ship on the same course. I then pulled on the primary weapons trigger and all my weapons started firing. The space I was firing at seemed to turn into an arena of fireworks as the nomad weapons I had did there work. All the nomad ships were all destroyed and I detected two more nomad weapons for salvage.
“GREAT.” I thought “More weapons and more money.”
All the sudden though something didn’t feel right, I scanned the weapons again and then the scanners said they weren’t real.
“What the fuck?”
I looked out my cockpit and they weren’t there, there was no evidence of any battle. I Pulled the joystick up and then realised my hand wasn’t wrapped around the flight stick.
I closed my eyes and opened them again and the air was all misty. I was sure I put the air filter on. I looked around and everything seemed like it didn’t happen except for the joint which was still in my mouth but all burnt out. Everything was so confusing, so those nomads I found didn’t happen. I now got it, the Cardi did a hell of a job keeping me occupied them I thought.
“Hudson, you there?”
Han was talking to me threw the Comm. I replied saying I was fine and told him I’m still waiting for Nomad’s. He then told me it had already been six hours already.
“Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa??” I shouted.
Man that must have been some of the most potent shit I have ever had. So anyway, we headed back to the wormhole. And Han and some other guy were waiting there; they went threw and I started to go threw, but then on the corner of my eye I saw this woman floating out in space, the same woman. She winked at me just before I went into the wormhole.
“Damnit, oh well. Maybe next time she can finish the dance.” I thought.
Hoped you like it.
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