B3 is: Predator X #6-19, Predators
#15-44, Green Dragons #1-2, Marines #93-100, and Storm Troopers
#46-49 and #75-80.
The Nut-Busters are The Brown Slacker,
The Black Slacker, The Blacker Slacker, The Colored Slacker, The Dark
Slacker, The Damn Near Purple Slacker, Sentinels #1-18, Brood #6-10,
Predator X #1-5, Dementor #1-5, Green Dragon #3-9, Elmo, all of
Aerosmith's current members, Tick-Tock, The Gump, Jack Pumpkinhead,
Billina, Wald, Starship Troopers #82-87, Skeleton #7-10.
Miles above the surface of the
Play-Off Planet, the Mighty Jackin' Power Slacker hovered as the
Slackers inside surveyed the planet's regions for their enemy. "We
got anything yet, Emmett?" The Dark Slacker asked. "Actually,
yes. The thermal scanners are picking up a huge cluster of lifeforms
in the jungle. Couldn't tell you what they are, but there are
definitely a lot of them." replied The Colored Slacker. "Do
we engage or not?" asked The Brown Slacker. "We don't have
the fuel to stay up here forever, Kevin." The Dark Slacker
hesitated, then answered "No. Find us the safest place to land.
And Neil, contact Squad B. We'll have them do a little reconaisance."
The Slackers monitored Squad B
(comprised of Elmo, Tick-Tock, Jack Pumpkinhead, Billina, and Wald
riding The Gump) by radio as they flew in to explore the jungle for
whatever creatures were waiting there. "Nothing so far, not even
a track. Just your average wildlife, you sure you weren't seeing
that?" Pumpkinhead crackled through the radio. "Are you
questioning my competence? I didn't graduate top of my class at MIT
to take flak from a talking pumpkin." snapped Neil. "What?
No, I'm just saying, we haven't seen a thing. Jeez, you've been
pretty salty since you guys came out as geniu-" Jack cut his
sentence short and could be heard asking away from the radio, "Did
anybody hear that? In the trees." There was a silence, followed
by the sound of a blast and a scream muffled by the radio dropping to
the ground. Jack was heard fumbling with the radio before he
whispered urgently into it "The poor Gump's been shot out of the
sky, but the attack came from nowhere! It's as if the jungle came
alive and killed him!" "Look around, Jack, we need to know
what we're dealing with here" urged Kevin. "There's
nothing, I'm telling y- no... no, there's something there. Almost
like heat haze, I can barely... my word, what is THAT?!" A
vicious roar and clashing metal were the last things The Slackers
heard before communications were lost. "Jesus... that can't be
good. I've got no idea what makes a roar like that." The Colored
Slacker admitted. "We can't risk any more individual groups.
Right now, we give them everything we've got."
The Nut-Busters gathered at the
western side of the Jungle and made their way in. Quickly the
Sentinels were able to track down a trace of mutant genes, which lead
them to the gruesome resting place of Squad B. The source of the
trace was the liquid metal skin of a Predator X, which lay dead with
Jack Pumpkinhead's sword driven between its eyes. Before anyone could
ask, a dripping sound came from behind and the team discovered the
lost squad's bodies hanging skinned from the treetops. "Oh
boy..." said a nervous Blacker Slacker. "I think I just
realized what we're dealing with." Before he could finish the
thought, a thunderous thumping of heavy quadrupeds boomed through the
forest and in an instant a dozen or more Predator X's were upon their
team. Aerosmith's reflexes weren't what they used to be, and all the
band but Steven Tyler were eaten by the beasts for their
cancer-ridden, mutated DNA. While The Slackers formed the MJPS as
fast as they could and the commons of their team began to fight back,
B3's Marines and Storm Troopers arrived under the command of a pair
of Predators. While their allies began to gain the upper hand in the
attrition, the Power Slacker took down one of the Predators with its
giant broken 40 bottle. The other cloaked and retreated, and the
Power Slacker turned back to defend their team from the Predator X's
tearing in to the Nut-Busters Sentinels and Brood. After their first
kill on one of the creatures, the remaining five circled the Power
Slacker and as they parried the first to pounce, a second tore off
the the Slacker's left leg and Neil along with it. The Mighty Jackin'
Power Slacker fell apart without the solidarity of the full team, and
the individual Slackers scrambled to protect themselves without their
combined power. As Kevin was eviscerated, the Dementors moved in to
drain the life from the last handful of Predator X's. Steven Tyler
hunched over the corpse of the killed Predator and, unable to resist
the allure of its glowstick-juice blood, snorted up a small handful
of the fluid just to see if he liked it. He felt his eyes begin to
tingle and the Yautja power to see heat came to him. "Holy S***
guys, there's like 100 of these f***ers around here! Bad trip, I'm
done with this." He ran away from the team into the jungle and
was immediately cut down by an unseen force and dragged away. The team looked over the
trees for the unseen Predators hunting them. Marcel thought fast and
shouted to his allies "Mud! Cover yourselves in mud, it's the
only chance we have!" As they rushed to scoop up the wet earth
and slather it on themselves, the 29 remaining Predators uncloaked
and unleashed a hail of blaster fire on the Nut-Busters, leaving
nothing behind but a crater of smoking detritus.
5 comments:
Beckerman's Backyardigan Beeyatches win! Predators #16-44 survive.
Griswold's Nut-Busters all die.
The first ever draft pick in FFL history just paid off!
Nice win Becks.
Took 8 years, but the strategy was sound.
Nice play Becks.
Great Watching Daveatu! Tons of fun!!!
Great match Dave. Your stuff is getting better and better. Not very "Purgie" but great work!!
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