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It is now official that we are writing the Sony Playstation version of the eagerly anticipated MDK game from Shiny Entertainment.
MDK - Acclaimed as the most revolutionary 3D game ever
From what our intelligence sources indicate (you got me, it's me and Bones looking at things from our lab), each Minecrawler is equipped with a master pilot. Knock this guy off and by all reasoning, the whole shebang comes to screeching halt.
Now, you'll notice a small lump on the shoulder. This is nothing, but the larger mass in the centre of your back is the Ribbon Chute. This is an invention of mine that I can't wait to see tested (sorry, Kurt — I had no time to try this out.) All indications show that it should work. Use it to retard your gravitational access to the ground. Open and retract it as often as you want. There's a built-in safety feature that prevents you from accidentally setting it off while you're on the ground.
This technology came from my research in motivating children to eat their vegetables, but now it certainly comes in handy in popping off the heads of alien invaders. Funny, eh? Just toss the bomb and watch 'em come running to it! They may be ruthless scavengers from space, but they have little chance of avoiding the alluring elements of this bomb! I've added sections to it that resemble the aliens themselves so you will not fall under the bomb's near-hypnotic spell.
A smashing success that will vibrate the ground in a 12.9 (리히터 규모) simulated earthquake. Launch it and run like the dickens!
You can attach the 체인건 to your faceplate and it morphs into a long range 저격총! This is another one of my almost-tested inventions (it should work, Kurt, trust me, the figures don't lie). I originally had this in mind for bird spotting, but when attached to a sniper's rifle, I'm afraid the general temptation to graze the hind feathers off the birds was too much.
Date: Aug. 14, 1996 3:45 GMT (Blast Off). Journal Entry 00.0001: It's about time! I remember now how infuriating those NASA bureaucrats and their blasted red tape are when you want to get anything done. This is my ship, not theirs, dang-it, so what's the big deal? That aside, my work on studying the Flange Orbits is under way! Our takeoff was a tad premature but Kurt and I made it into orbit in one piece and I've adjusted the trajectory to counter for the early launch. We were heading straight for the Sun, but we're okay now. The mission is scheduled for five days and already I can see Kurt's desire to return to Earth. I've decided to keep this journal to record the significant events of the expedition in their proper order (self-note: just the material that will assist the nominating committee of the Nobel Institute in recognising me for my contributions to Astronomical Research). If anything of an extraordinary nature happens while we're up here, I'll put it in this log. THINK OF IT!! We're now in orbit and my instruments will prove to the scientific community the existence of Flange Orbits ... the most revolutionary discovery of the cosmos since Einstein's time/space work (relativity speaking). I'm going to be listed with the greats — Copernicus, Galileo, Mark Hamill!
Date: Aug. 22, 1996 2:43pm GMT. Journal Entry 00.0008: Big disappointment. Flange Orbits do NOT exist. My work at the observatory (terrestrial viewpoint, WHAT was I thinking?) must have altered the instrument's perceptions, somehow. Have decided to stay up here until I discover SOMETHING of use to the scientific community (beats returning to Earth to face massive amounts of criticism and ridicule). My reputation as a scientist is at stake here! At least now I have plenty of time to dedicate to my research and discoveries, this time, NOT having to worry about atmospheric distortion effects. I have plenty of raw materials to work with, (what with the now surplus Flange Orbit survey equipment), to create incredible new inventions ... I've told Kurt about my decision to stay up here for a while longer. He was reluctant at first, but once I showed him that the VCR was programmable, he loosened up a bit. I expect my work to last only another week or so. I'm going to need a little more help around here.
Date: June 21, 1997 (Really Not Sure) GMT. Journal Entry 00.0232 I've started work on a genetically engineered "worker dog" who will be more than my right hand up here. I'll give him the bulk of the chores (that should lighten Kurt's mood a bit), and teach him the fine art of listening. If nothing else, it should give Kurt someone else to talk to. I think I'll call him "Bones."
Date: May 8, 1998 (?) GMT. Journal Entry 00.0445: Almost a year now since I built Bones and he's been a boon to me. Kurt insists on calling him Max (why, I'll never know), and his spirits have been lifted greatly. I think I gave Bones too much intelligence though, because he actually resents having to do any work around here. Although I did not install vocal cords (thank the stars!), his little body pouts with the best of them. Other than "fixing" things on the station, Bones spends the majority of his time studying books and tending his vegetable patch which he built on top of the ship. Other than expressing disdain from time to time, Bones works out well for a six-armed dog (when I programmed the computer to design him to be an efficient assistant, it added two more arms to him. Go figure.)
Date: November 5, 1999 (?) GMT. Journal Entry 00.0601: I'm continuing my study of the strange electronic "Stream" effect that now seems to be hopping from one planet to the next, towards the inner planets of the system. After some intense studying and brilliant calculations, I've determined that these phenomenon (the electrical streams) are truly gigantic in size! You see, my research indicates the farther away an object is, the smaller it appears to the human eye — the only exception, of course, is the Sun. With this knowledge at my disposal, I hypothesise that the stream is not growing in mass, but actually coming our direction at an alarming rate of speed! Okay, Bones and I are doing the studying. It actually looks like it's coming close enough to our position to allow us to study it close up. I've notified Earth of my findings, (heck, I even sent them a basket of Bones' oranges), yet, they all seem unconcerned. Hey, it's their barbecue ... ARRRGGHHH! We've been hit!!! The stream is here ... Earth is in direct path must— warn— no— time—
Date: November 7, 1999 No GMT. Journal Entry 00.0602: The people of Earth have been taken over by an alien force known as the Streamriders, led by a being known as Gunter Glut. Their plan is quite simple, really — they drive around massive Mining Cities (miles in diameter!) and consume all matter underneath. They are after either the rich mineral and metal deposits of the major cities of Earth, or our potato harvests, and nothing but scorched, blackened ground is left in their wake. Why do they always pick the most populated areas for their attacks!!?? Why, can you tell me? Why?? Why?? Why?? Why?? Why?? Earth's defence forces are shattered. Anyone at this point who escaped destruction is in no condition to mount a counter-offensive. Thanksgiving is cancelled. I guess it's up to me to reclaim the planet for humanity.)
09:47 am GMT, somewhere over Kirkcaldy, Scotland. The aliens can revert their beings from solid to pure energy, thereby transversing the electromagnetic stream that they use as an intergalactic freeway for their gargantuan Mining Cities. They strip the planet's crust down past the bedrock whilst extracting minerals every second that they are allowed to do so. They are preparing the world for complete takeover and have run over some of the most famous cities in their treks: Kirkcaldy, Scotland; Igotskyrunsky, Russia; Perth, Australia; Chagrin Falls, Ohio; Crawley, England; Mill Valley, California)
Date: November 7, 1999 (a little later) (No Greenwich) Journal Entry 00.0603: Due to my advanced years and Bones' extra arms (disqualifying him from even fitting in the suit), Kurt has been elected as hero. This will give me the time I need to supervise the work effort and invent new items for use in battle against the Streamriders. I've been working day and night on his equipment and suit (thank the stars the coffee machine was fixed!), and now it's up to Kurt to save the remaining population from complete annihilation. Luckily, most of my inventions (in one form or another) were in storage from my work over the last few years. A few tweaks here, a couple of amps there and he'll be ready for action. Bones has been assisting me in getting the suit (and Kurt) in battle-ready condition. I guess this is it.
It is now official that we are writing the Sony Playstation version of the eagerly anticipated MDK game from Shiny Entertainment.
From what our intelligence sources indicate (you got me, it's me and Bones looking at things from our lab), each Minecrawler is equipped with a master pilot. Knock this guy off and by all reasoning, the whole shebang comes to screeching halt.
Now, you'll notice a small lump on the shoulder. This is nothing, but the larger mass in the centre of your back is the Ribbon Chute. This is an invention of mine that I can't wait to see tested (sorry, Kurt — I had no time to try this out.) All indications show that it should work. Use it to retard your gravitational access to the ground. Open and retract it as often as you want. There's a built-in safety feature that prevents you from accidentally setting it off while you're on the ground.
This technology came from my research in motivating children to eat their vegetables, but now it certainly comes in handy in popping off the heads of alien invaders. Funny, eh? Just toss the bomb and watch 'em come running to it! They may be ruthless scavengers from space, but they have little chance of avoiding the alluring elements of this bomb! I've added sections to it that resemble the aliens themselves so you will not fall under the bomb's near-hypnotic spell.
A smashing success that will vibrate the ground in a 12.9 (리히터 규모) simulated earthquake. Launch it and run like the dickens!
You can attach the 체인건 to your faceplate and it morphs into a long range 저격총! This is another one of my almost-tested inventions (it should work, Kurt, trust me, the figures don't lie). I originally had this in mind for bird spotting, but when attached to a sniper's rifle, I'm afraid the general temptation to graze the hind feathers off the birds was too much.
Date: Aug. 14, 1996 3:45 GMT (Blast Off). Journal Entry 00.0001: It's about time! I remember now how infuriating those NASA bureaucrats and their blasted red tape are when you want to get anything done. This is my ship, not theirs, dang-it, so what's the big deal? That aside, my work on studying the Flange Orbits is under way! Our takeoff was a tad premature but Kurt and I made it into orbit in one piece and I've adjusted the trajectory to counter for the early launch. We were heading straight for the Sun, but we're okay now. The mission is scheduled for five days and already I can see Kurt's desire to return to Earth. I've decided to keep this journal to record the significant events of the expedition in their proper order (self-note: just the material that will assist the nominating committee of the Nobel Institute in recognising me for my contributions to Astronomical Research). If anything of an extraordinary nature happens while we're up here, I'll put it in this log. THINK OF IT!! We're now in orbit and my instruments will prove to the scientific community the existence of Flange Orbits ... the most revolutionary discovery of the cosmos since Einstein's time/space work (relativity speaking). I'm going to be listed with the greats — Copernicus, Galileo, Mark Hamill!
Date: Aug. 22, 1996 2:43pm GMT. Journal Entry 00.0008: Big disappointment. Flange Orbits do NOT exist. My work at the observatory (terrestrial viewpoint, WHAT was I thinking?) must have altered the instrument's perceptions, somehow. Have decided to stay up here until I discover SOMETHING of use to the scientific community (beats returning to Earth to face massive amounts of criticism and ridicule). My reputation as a scientist is at stake here! At least now I have plenty of time to dedicate to my research and discoveries, this time, NOT having to worry about atmospheric distortion effects. I have plenty of raw materials to work with, (what with the now surplus Flange Orbit survey equipment), to create incredible new inventions ... I've told Kurt about my decision to stay up here for a while longer. He was reluctant at first, but once I showed him that the VCR was programmable, he loosened up a bit. I expect my work to last only another week or so. I'm going to need a little more help around here.
Date: June 21, 1997 (Really Not Sure) GMT. Journal Entry 00.0232 I've started work on a genetically engineered "worker dog" who will be more than my right hand up here. I'll give him the bulk of the chores (that should lighten Kurt's mood a bit), and teach him the fine art of listening. If nothing else, it should give Kurt someone else to talk to. I think I'll call him "Bones."
Date: May 8, 1998 (?) GMT. Journal Entry 00.0445: Almost a year now since I built Bones and he's been a boon to me. Kurt insists on calling him Max (why, I'll never know), and his spirits have been lifted greatly. I think I gave Bones too much intelligence though, because he actually resents having to do any work around here. Although I did not install vocal cords (thank the stars!), his little body pouts with the best of them. Other than "fixing" things on the station, Bones spends the majority of his time studying books and tending his vegetable patch which he built on top of the ship. Other than expressing disdain from time to time, Bones works out well for a six-armed dog (when I programmed the computer to design him to be an efficient assistant, it added two more arms to him. Go figure.)
Date: November 5, 1999 (?) GMT. Journal Entry 00.0601: I'm continuing my study of the strange electronic "Stream" effect that now seems to be hopping from one planet to the next, towards the inner planets of the system. After some intense studying and brilliant calculations, I've determined that these phenomenon (the electrical streams) are truly gigantic in size! You see, my research indicates the farther away an object is, the smaller it appears to the human eye — the only exception, of course, is the Sun. With this knowledge at my disposal, I hypothesise that the stream is not growing in mass, but actually coming our direction at an alarming rate of speed! Okay, Bones and I are doing the studying. It actually looks like it's coming close enough to our position to allow us to study it close up. I've notified Earth of my findings, (heck, I even sent them a basket of Bones' oranges), yet, they all seem unconcerned. Hey, it's their barbecue ... ARRRGGHHH! We've been hit!!! The stream is here ... Earth is in direct path must— warn— no— time—
Date: November 7, 1999 No GMT. Journal Entry 00.0602: The people of Earth have been taken over by an alien force known as the Streamriders, led by a being known as Gunter Glut. Their plan is quite simple, really — they drive around massive Mining Cities (miles in diameter!) and consume all matter underneath. They are after either the rich mineral and metal deposits of the major cities of Earth, or our potato harvests, and nothing but scorched, blackened ground is left in their wake. Why do they always pick the most populated areas for their attacks!!?? Why, can you tell me? Why?? Why?? Why?? Why?? Why?? Earth's defence forces are shattered. Anyone at this point who escaped destruction is in no condition to mount a counter-offensive. Thanksgiving is cancelled. I guess it's up to me to reclaim the planet for humanity.)
09:47 am GMT, somewhere over Kirkcaldy, Scotland. The aliens can revert their beings from solid to pure energy, thereby transversing the electromagnetic stream that they use as an intergalactic freeway for their gargantuan Mining Cities. They strip the planet's crust down past the bedrock whilst extracting minerals every second that they are allowed to do so. They are preparing the world for complete takeover and have run over some of the most famous cities in their treks: Kirkcaldy, Scotland; Igotskyrunsky, Russia; Perth, Australia; Chagrin Falls, Ohio; Crawley, England; Mill Valley, California)
Date: November 7, 1999 (a little later) (No Greenwich) Journal Entry 00.0603: Due to my advanced years and Bones' extra arms (disqualifying him from even fitting in the suit), Kurt has been elected as hero. This will give me the time I need to supervise the work effort and invent new items for use in battle against the Streamriders. I've been working day and night on his equipment and suit (thank the stars the coffee machine was fixed!), and now it's up to Kurt to save the remaining population from complete annihilation. Luckily, most of my inventions (in one form or another) were in storage from my work over the last few years. A few tweaks here, a couple of amps there and he'll be ready for action. Bones has been assisting me in getting the suit (and Kurt) in battle-ready condition. I guess this is it.
