Post by g00kie-m0nster on Aug 17, 2007 22:20:55 GMT -5
Hi everyone,
the following is a slightly-revised story that I'd attached to my entry for rantinan's 'BLING MAH ZOID!' competition (Loudest Zoid category). Because I had so much fun writing this up (even more fun than constructing the actual Zoid itself - I may put up some pics later on), I've considered that the following story will be a prologue to a collection of short stories (or one bigger story). The Zoid in question is/was named 'B.O.O.M.', which stands for 'The Bastard's Obviously Out of Medication'. ^,^
Approximately a half-millennium after the Three Tigers Battle Story, Sir Pinky von Loopinstab, head of the Terepai Freedman Estate and enthusiastic collector of random junk extraordinaire, received a package from the estate of his recently-departed seventh great-uncle (who bore the name of Dominic Starlight XLII), twice-removed, once-deported and thrice-lobotomised (don't ask why). Upon receiving news of the package’s delivery, Sir Pinky was chauffeur-driven to the port where the package was located... only to find that the package was rather gigantic, to say the very least.
It took some time for the freighting company to figure out how they were going to send the package to Sir Pinky's estate, but in the end they managed to lug it by hiring a squadron of unladen Zabats while Sir Pinky was away on holiday in his Mt. Silver chateau.
After Sir Pinky returned, he immediately wanted to know what his great uncle etc. etc. etc. willed to him. To his bewilderment, however, upon opening the package, he found something that he had never encountered before in his sixty seven-and-a-half years (because he had led such a sheltered life): Zoids. Lots of Zoids.
Luckily for Sir Pinky, one of his faithful servants obviously knew what Zoids were, and explained to Sir Pinky, briefly, about the wonders of the Zoic Androids and, notably, that one could connect/'fuse' these particular 'Blox' Zoids (a.k.a. Z-Builders in the Dark Continent of Dubyabush) that Sir Pinky had been lucky enough to acquire.
And so, with the limited knowledge that he had of these Zoids, Sir Pinky ordered that a 'Super Zoid' in honour of his name be constructed from all the Zoids that he had received. Inspecting the Zoids in his possession, he concocted a design to his liking, which he passed on to his servants to follow and construct. Of course, being into excess as he was, he didn't know much about the basics in creating a practical Zoid, and so, the servants, knowing full-well of the consequences of what would happen if things went wrong, reluctantly helped Sir Pinky anyway to realise his dream (because failure to obey their master would result in instant dismissal, or worse still, a life in debt to the Iron Grid Mafia. Apparently, though, the sane ones resigned the next day).
In less than seven days, Sir Pinky had proclaimed the Zoid complete. Packing more guns than a Gunbluster on steroids, the Zoid was everything that Sir Pinky had wanted it to be (at the very least, one could say that it would certainly make a statement). The next day, Sir Pinky decided to unveil his 'masterpiece' to his closest friends/colleagues/relatives. At the climax of the ceremony (and what a climax it would be!), amidst gasps of wonder, horror, shock or admiration and loudly-drunken comments such as 'crank it up to eleven!' and 'Pinky, what does the scouter say about its power level!?', after his closest friends/colleagues/relatives managed to take a view of the Zoid, Sir Pinky proudly announced that he was going to show how much firepower the Zoid was capable of. Climbing into the cockpit and turning on the ignition key, Sir Pinky was about to pull the trigger for the weapon systems when...
...two months after the debacle at Terepai Estate, the coroner's report suggested that the poor Zoid's fuse had blown as soon as Sir Pinky had turned on the ignition, which led to a chain reaction of meltdowns and the subsequent explosion which wiped out the entire Terepai Freedman estate, as well as the unfortunate souls that took to witness what was to become Sir Pinky von Loopinstab’s last show/ceremony/ego booster/whatever-you-want-to-call-it. However, a solitary data recorder that one of the reporters was using at the time survived unscathed. The last words that can be heard before the explosion were "...what in Gilvy's horns is that!? That Bastard's Obviously Out of Medicatio...!" * B.O.O.M.*
...so, yes, as whoever has read this will have discovered, B.O.O.M. has the dubious honour to being one of very few Zoids in rantinan's competition to not fire a single shot before being blown to oblivion... ^^'
the following is a slightly-revised story that I'd attached to my entry for rantinan's 'BLING MAH ZOID!' competition (Loudest Zoid category). Because I had so much fun writing this up (even more fun than constructing the actual Zoid itself - I may put up some pics later on), I've considered that the following story will be a prologue to a collection of short stories (or one bigger story). The Zoid in question is/was named 'B.O.O.M.', which stands for 'The Bastard's Obviously Out of Medication'. ^,^
Approximately a half-millennium after the Three Tigers Battle Story, Sir Pinky von Loopinstab, head of the Terepai Freedman Estate and enthusiastic collector of random junk extraordinaire, received a package from the estate of his recently-departed seventh great-uncle (who bore the name of Dominic Starlight XLII), twice-removed, once-deported and thrice-lobotomised (don't ask why). Upon receiving news of the package’s delivery, Sir Pinky was chauffeur-driven to the port where the package was located... only to find that the package was rather gigantic, to say the very least.
It took some time for the freighting company to figure out how they were going to send the package to Sir Pinky's estate, but in the end they managed to lug it by hiring a squadron of unladen Zabats while Sir Pinky was away on holiday in his Mt. Silver chateau.
After Sir Pinky returned, he immediately wanted to know what his great uncle etc. etc. etc. willed to him. To his bewilderment, however, upon opening the package, he found something that he had never encountered before in his sixty seven-and-a-half years (because he had led such a sheltered life): Zoids. Lots of Zoids.
Luckily for Sir Pinky, one of his faithful servants obviously knew what Zoids were, and explained to Sir Pinky, briefly, about the wonders of the Zoic Androids and, notably, that one could connect/'fuse' these particular 'Blox' Zoids (a.k.a. Z-Builders in the Dark Continent of Dubyabush) that Sir Pinky had been lucky enough to acquire.
And so, with the limited knowledge that he had of these Zoids, Sir Pinky ordered that a 'Super Zoid' in honour of his name be constructed from all the Zoids that he had received. Inspecting the Zoids in his possession, he concocted a design to his liking, which he passed on to his servants to follow and construct. Of course, being into excess as he was, he didn't know much about the basics in creating a practical Zoid, and so, the servants, knowing full-well of the consequences of what would happen if things went wrong, reluctantly helped Sir Pinky anyway to realise his dream (because failure to obey their master would result in instant dismissal, or worse still, a life in debt to the Iron Grid Mafia. Apparently, though, the sane ones resigned the next day).
In less than seven days, Sir Pinky had proclaimed the Zoid complete. Packing more guns than a Gunbluster on steroids, the Zoid was everything that Sir Pinky had wanted it to be (at the very least, one could say that it would certainly make a statement). The next day, Sir Pinky decided to unveil his 'masterpiece' to his closest friends/colleagues/relatives. At the climax of the ceremony (and what a climax it would be!), amidst gasps of wonder, horror, shock or admiration and loudly-drunken comments such as 'crank it up to eleven!' and 'Pinky, what does the scouter say about its power level!?', after his closest friends/colleagues/relatives managed to take a view of the Zoid, Sir Pinky proudly announced that he was going to show how much firepower the Zoid was capable of. Climbing into the cockpit and turning on the ignition key, Sir Pinky was about to pull the trigger for the weapon systems when...
...two months after the debacle at Terepai Estate, the coroner's report suggested that the poor Zoid's fuse had blown as soon as Sir Pinky had turned on the ignition, which led to a chain reaction of meltdowns and the subsequent explosion which wiped out the entire Terepai Freedman estate, as well as the unfortunate souls that took to witness what was to become Sir Pinky von Loopinstab’s last show/ceremony/ego booster/whatever-you-want-to-call-it. However, a solitary data recorder that one of the reporters was using at the time survived unscathed. The last words that can be heard before the explosion were "...what in Gilvy's horns is that!? That Bastard's Obviously Out of Medicatio...!" * B.O.O.M.*
...so, yes, as whoever has read this will have discovered, B.O.O.M. has the dubious honour to being one of very few Zoids in rantinan's competition to not fire a single shot before being blown to oblivion... ^^'
