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The Alien Camp: Where's the Basilisk?
« on: August 23, 2009, 05:22:10 am »
 
Update: The sequel to the Alien Camp can be found here http://tremulous.net/forum/index.php?topic=13243.0


I would like to thank everyone for their support thus far. From the littlest feedback to the major details, you all have helped me make TAC series what it is today. I apologize for the long time gaps, and will continue to work on the series so long as people show interest in it, otherwise, posting it on here with lack of demands would be a waste of space. Thank you all, and I love you! In every manner of the word! My room, 10 minutes, be there!


This is a tale of an alien team fighting off a camping human team. In this story, is the Tyrant whom takes things far too seriously, the Granger who always keeps an upside attitude despite his mistakes, the Marauder who is a worry wart, the Dretch who never touches the ground, the Dragoon who loses his temper far too easily, an overmind who thinks he is a god, and the Basilisk who is just plane insane. An experienced Granger arrives to the call of a somewhat attention whorish overmind calling for backup.







Granger: Hey guys!

Tyrant, Marauder, dretch: *Sigh* Hi granger...

Granger: Say, where's the Basilisk?

Tyrant:*points over to a hallway full of gas*

Granger: Jeez, what happened here?

Marauder: The humans were camping on the other end of the hallway, the Basilisk got pissed off and just leeroy'd the hallway, ripping one every 5 seconds. The entire time he yelled something involving them and Richard Simmons that i dare not repeat. One of you may be offended by Richard Simmons.

Granger: Did he return yet?

Tyrant: No, and if you ask me, he's gonna get us all killed.

Dretch: How can he get us all killed if he is not anywhere near us?

Tyrant: Easy for you to say you ____ing dretch, if i could crawl on the ceiling i'm pretty sure i'd be safe too.

Marauder: Are you telling me that I won't be safe if i can't climb on walls?

Granger: Okay guys lets just calm down. Tell me, are the defenses of the granger before me still up?

Tyrant: Well yeah, and they've actually worked pretty well thus far.

Human:*trips over berricade, face lands in acid tube*

Tyrant: See?

Granger: If our defenses are still up, I think we should search for the Basilisk.

Dretch: I have been worried about him myself, he has not come back yet.

Overmind: The overmind is wake!

Tyrant: overmind, shut the hell up, nobody cares about you.

Granger: Hey dretch, can you go check in the vents and see if any hostilities are outside?

Dretch: As long as i don't touch the ground... I'm good.

Dretch:*Skitters through vent and sees nothing* The coast is clear guys!

Tyrant:Hmmm.... Marauder, you go out in the hallway and check.

Marauder: What!?

Tyrant: I'm the muscle, Granger is the builder, dretch is in the vent. Aside from the overmind, you're the second most useless team member thus far.

Marauder: Wouldn't it be more sensible if you did it?

Tyrant: If something happens to me, the team is screwed... do you want the team to lose?

Marauder: Well, no, but I....

Tyrant: Then Go!

Marauder: Pray to the admins... that I survive.

Marauder: *hesitantly but gradually walks out while whimpering.*

Tyrant: *facepalms* At this pace we're going to get nowhere!

Marauder: Hold your horses alright! It's dark...

Granger: Psst... Tyrant... I have an idea. *whispers idea into Tyrants ear*

Tyrant: *emits a sinister grin and lets out a loud thundering roar*

Marauder: HOLY SHI-*Electricity engulfs the hallway from the Marauder*

Tyrant: There... Happy? Whatever was in the hallway is dead. Now lets go!

Dretch: Wait for me! *jumps on top of Tyrant*

Marauder: *crying*

Tyrant: Suck it up ya panzy!



Not too far down the hallway, the aliens run into a group of humans. Two humans are talking.




Human1: Hey, i did some research on why the cubs keep losing.

Human2: Because the herpes that your mom gave them is painful enough to make them hesitate at swinging the bat?

Human1: Dammit Markus, why is it always mom jokes with you?

Human2: Fine, go ahead.

Human1: Apparently a gypsy with a goat tried going into the game, and they wouldn't let him in so he cursed them.

Human2: I don't believen curses.

Human1: You don't believen anything do you?

Human2: Nope?

Human1: What about... heaven?

Human2: Oh jeez, not this again.


Granger: the humans seem distracted. I'll try and sneak by first.

Marauder: You said that there was no humans in the hallway Tyrant!

Tyrant: I lied.

Granger:*attempts to sneak by the humans*

Human1: Hey, look over there!

human2: Oh my god, it's so cute! Come over here little fella!

Granger: *Looks back at the other aliens hiding in the shadows and shrugs then walks over to the humans*

Human1: *Pats the granger* Aww you're a fat one aren't ya! Yesh you are! you're a fatty! Does the plump little alien want a treat?

Granger:*Gets frustrated and uses the granger taunt*

Human2: AWWWW! Did you hear that!

human1: I sure did     :3

Granger: *Now deeply frustrated, he fires a shot of granger spit at human2*

Human2: HEHEHE! that tickled!

Granger:*Plots an idea*

Granger:*Turns around and makes suspicious movements*

Granger:*turns back to the humans*

Humans: I wanna keep him!

Granger:*Fires poisonous spitball at human1*

Human1:Ouch, OUCH! OUCH! Oh my God run!

Granger:*Fires at human2*

Human2: OUCH! OH god my arm is on fire! Okay I believen heaven, wait up!

Tyrant: Nice shooting buddy! Not bad for a combat granger.

Strange voice: You stole my kills you worthless pile of dog s___!

Marauder:*Shaking uncontrollably*

Strange voice: *Walks out of the shadows to reveal a dragoon*

Dragoon: I swear, i'm going to shoot a barbed spitball so far up your a__ you'll be coughing up spikes for a week!

Granger: Ummmm... *fires spitball at Dragoon*

Dragoon: *Fires barbed spitball at granger*

Granger: Ouch! That really hurt!

Tyrant: Hey, leave our granger alone!

Dragoon: Tyrant... we meet again.

Tyrant: I suppose so...

Granger: What's going on?

Dretch: A while back Tyrant and Dragoon got into an argument of who was the better alien. Each have different qualities, but they felt the need to try and be the best.

Tyrant: Stick close to me Granger, after all, nearby aliens get INCREASED HEALING when near me!

Dragoon: Well i know something that you can't do...

Tyrant: what's that?

Dragoon: *fires spiked spitball into Tyrant's face and leaps onto upper platform*

Tyrant: Oh! you son of a b____!

Dragoon: Later retards, I got a kill score to boost up.

Tyrant: Dragoon would have to be the hugest asshole on this planet!

Marauder: SHHH! he might still be able to hear you!

Granger: We gotta hurry, Basilisk might be dead!

Overmind: The overmind is under attack!

Tyrant, Grounger, Dretch, Marauder: Shut up, we can build another one!



Hysterical Laughter can be heard at the aliens end of the hallway with a series of flatus noises

Crazy laughter: I'm going to kill all of you! Every single one of you!

Tyrant: That voice... it's coming from inside the base!

The alien team rush to their base to find Basilisk strangling a human with his tail.

Basilisk: EVERY F___ING ONE OF YOU! I WILL GUT ALL OF YOU! BAHAHAHAHAHA!

Granger: Holy S___ dude...

Tyrant: Ummm...

Marauder: WE'RE ALL GONNA DIE!

Dretch: Wow...

Basilisk: Oh! Hey guys! you arrived just in time for dinner!

Granger: Where were you?

Basilisk: I'm like the shadows... yeaaah.. the shadows... I creep through them, i kill anything that threatens me. I was camping the ceiling spamming my gas attack on passing humans but when i saw the base was under attack, i came here, and raped everything.

Overmind: I am a GOD!

Basilisk: I've seen God and you look NOTHING LIKE HIM!

A second dretch shoots from an egg on the ceiling.

Tyrant: oh... well look who it is... Combat log says that Dragoon felt the full effect of XXpwnageXX's lucifer cannon... what does that mean? Is that good?

Dragoon/New Dretch: Screw you, one more evo and i'll be a Dragoon again! *walks out the sliding door*

Granger: Wait... Lucifer cannons?

Tyrant: Marauder.. go check it out.

Marauder: *sigh*.... okay...

Marauder: *trips over booster and opens door with face*

Tyrant: Good job Marauder! Hmmm... at the end of the hallway, I see... a big assed human...

Armored Human: Come on! *Fires Lucifer blast at the doorway*

All aliens at once: AHHHHHHH!

Overmind: Overmind is-

Tyrant: SHUT UP!

the door closes just as the lucifer blast was making its way to the door.

Marauder: We lost! it's over! Game over man, game over!

Granger: What do we do now?

Tyrant: Only one thing left to do... Granger, crawl on the wall, surround the door with acid tubes and hives. Dretch, go into the vent and keep a lookout for more in the other hallway. Marauder.... be useful or something. As for me *Underlines eyes with booster poison, voice gets serious* I'm going rambo on them.

Granger: Umm... did you just  underline your eyes with booster poison?

Tyrant:....I can't see anymore... but i'm still a badass...


Chapter 2: DEFENSE DEFENSE DEFENSE!

The alien base is under attack, and all of the aliens (Except for marauder whom is in a state of panic and the overmind whom is a total douche and is avoiding being teamkilled merely because they need him) are doing everything they can in their power to keep the humans from entering the base and destroying their home! 15 minutes have passed since Tyrant underlined his eyes with Booster Poison. He has regained his ability to see and is quite satisfied with Granger, Basilisk, and Dretch. Tyrant, giving direct orders, has assigned everyone to do what they can.


Marauder: Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, I'm gonna die!

Granger: I've coated the top of the door and the sides of the door with acid tubes. They'll never be able to get in without getting melted!

Door opens, grenade lands right in front of the door from the inside exploding and destroying all the acid tubes.


Granger: ...

Tyrant: Well, damn...

Dretch: Basilisk! Time to switch to plan B!

Basilisk: *cackling manically*

granger: *Whispers to Tyrant* Tyrant, Basilisk freaks me the hell out.

Tyrant: I know Granger... I know.

The room shakes from continuous blasts from lucifer cannons.

Basilisk: I'm going to rip open their bodies and strangle them with their intestines, while whipping them with their spinal cord and-

Marauder: How can you do that!? You don't even have thumbs!

Basilisk: *Slowly turns his head over to Marauder*

Marauder: On second thought, thumbs are SO overrated!

Tyrant: Basilisk, hurry now!

Basilisk quickly slips out the door, and runs over to the group of humans while crawling on the ceiling.

Human1: Come on!

Human2: Come on!

Human3: Come on!

Human2: Come on!

Human1: Okay hold on a second guys!

Human3: Come on!

Human1: HOLD IT!

Humans 2 and 3: ....

Human1: All we've been doing is shooting at the door yelling "Come on" over and over and over again... is that ALL we're capable of?

Humans 2 and 3: ....

Human1: Instead of spamming "Come On" shouldn't we be trying to infiltrate their base?

human3: In the assholes manual, section 4, subsection 3, it clearly states that if we are in a hallway that does not have jetpack camping capabilities, we need to camp the main doorway and spam "Come On" until one of them gets pissed off enough to come out and try and be a hero.

human1: But we can't stay here all day! What if we need to go back to the base and get some supplies? You guys are shooting aimlessly at the door! You've gotta be outta ammo soon.

Human3: That's why we called our engineer here! He's going to build an armory and a ton of turrets aiming at the front door.

Engineer: Did someone call?

Human3: Build us an armory please.

Engineer: Right on it! Building a dispenser!

human3: .... Please don't say that.


Basilisk has crawled right over them, a sinister grin forms on his face. As all the humans are readily camping the front door, basilisk drops down on top of the armory.


Basilisk: LET THE BODIES HIT THE FLOOR, LET THE BODIES HIT THE FLOOR!

All humans: AAAHHHHH!

Engineer: Turret going up!

Basilisk: *unleashes his gas, weakening all the humans.*

Human1: Oh god! I can actually taste it! Oh my god!

Basilisk: Now Tyrant!

Tyrant: *Rushes out the door, slashing up all the humans.*

All of the humans in the hall are currently dead, but a thought enters Tyrants mind. Where was the armored human from before?


Granger: We did it! We warded off all the humans!

Marauder: *Rushes out the front door* FINALLY! we're safe! we're safe! we're-

Armored Human: Come on! *Fires lucifer blast*

Marauder: FOLY HUCK!

Tyrant: *Gets between the human and Marauder, taking the lucifer blast directly.*

Tyrant: Get back in the base you useless pile of shi-

Overmind: The overmind is superio-

All aliens: Shut the hell up!

Granger: *Fires a spitball at the Armored Human* Get Tyrant Inside! Take him next to the overmind! He'll heal faster!

Tyrant: I'd be more comfortable shoving a firecracker into my reproductive canal than stand next to that douche...

Marauder: *Drags Tyrant back into the base, and sits him next to the overmind*

Tyrant: I'm going to team kill you so hard...

The armored human is now persuing Granger. Granger desperately does serpentine movements on the walls and ceilings, barely dodging lucifer blasts as Basilisk tries to catch up.


Marauder: What are we going to do!? If Granger dies, we lose our builder, and we'll be doomed! doomed! DOOMED!

Tyrant: Shut up marauder! Dretch, are you still in the ventilation?

Dretch: Yes, and the roof of the ventilation to be exact!

Tyrant: Follow Granger through the vents!

Dretch travels through the vents following the Armored Human, Basilisk, and Granger.


Dretch: They're heading into the secondary corridor!

Armored Human: Damn Granger! Stop moving!

Granger: *Jumping up and down making purring noises in hopes of dodging attacks*

Armored Human: Awww! He's so cute! I'll give him a 5 second head start!

Basilisk: *Jumps on the Armored Humans back* Suprise Buttsecks!

Armored Human: Ah! Get it off of me! Get it off!

Basilisk: *Unleashes Gas*

Armored Human: *Grabs Basilisk by the tail and throws him on the ground*

Basilisk: Do your worst you filthy, dirty, pile of shi-

Armored Human: *Fires a light lucifer blast at basilisk*

Basilisk: FFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUU

Dretch: Granger got away, but Basilisk took a shot from the lucifer cannon!

Tyrant: The poor... crazy... bastard.

Overmind: The overmi-

Tyrant: Do you ever shut the hell up?

Overmind: I have feelings too you know!

The Armored Human arrives in a dark room stacked with crates. Looking around, Granger has hidden somewhere.

Armored Human: Where are you?

Granger: At your moms house!

Armored Human: *Fires lucifer Cannon blasts frantically* MOM JOKES ARE OVERUSED PUNK!

Granger: If i can just lure him into the next room without being turned to dust....

Granger tries to sneak over to the next doorway, just barely keeping himself visible. The Armored Human chases after him, in another persuit.



Granger: Come on, just a little further!

Dretch: Granger is trying to lure the human into the trapped room!

The human approaches the room as acid tubes go off in advance, giving away the trap.

Granger: Dammit!

Armored Human: Nice try you cute, soft, cuddly alien. You are left with two choices. Either die, or become my pet and deconstruct your overmind!

Granger: *Fires spitball at the Armored Humans face*

Armored Human: Gah! You little punk.

As the Armored Human begins to raise and charge his lucifer cannon, he hears a stuttering voice from behind him. "H-hey! y-you j-jerk!"

Armored Human: *Turns Around*

Marauder: T-Taste, electric j-justice! *Unleashes an electrical charge on the armored human*

Dragoon: DIE FOOL! *Lunges at the Armored Human, knocking him through the doorway.*

The Armored Human is killed almost instantly by the tubes and trapper.

Tyrant: I heard a scream. What just happened?

Dretch: The question is, from this angle, and the circumstances, would you believe me?

Granger: Marauder! You're not a pussy anymore!

Marauder: While I was taking Basilisk to the overmind, Dragoon showed up and insulted me numerous times! I told him what was happening so he offered to help.

Dragoon: The fact that Tyrant is down and healing, and I am here and saving the day and all, i couldn't resist an opportunity to  make Tyrant look like a pansy!

Granger: Was that the whole team? I am still sensing more humans.

at the end of the hallway, 8 humans can be seen marching twords Dragoon, Marauder, and Granger.

All humans: COME ON!

Marauder: Oh SHI-


« Last Edit: October 08, 2010, 10:28:54 am by Cosmonaut »

Chomps123

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Re: The Alien Camp: Where's the Basilisk?
« Reply #1 on: August 24, 2009, 06:33:39 am »
lol great story.
keep it coming.
Don't just live life with work.
Find some time every day to have some fun. ;)

twigstik97

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Re: The Alien Camp: Where's the Basilisk?
« Reply #2 on: August 24, 2009, 12:54:09 pm »
hahaha, omg, SO FUNNY, love it dude, make more plz

MOAR FUNNY STUFFZ PLZ, THAT IS AWESOME!!

Cosmonaut

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Re: The Alien Camp: Where's the Basilisk?
« Reply #3 on: August 26, 2009, 08:45:20 pm »
I'll make more if i get more confirmations that it was worth whie, at least 5 will be enough to represent a good amount of the readers.

Bissig

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Re: The Alien Camp: Where's the Basilisk?
« Reply #4 on: August 26, 2009, 08:49:10 pm »
I'll make more if i get more confirmations that it was worth whie, at least 5 will be enough to represent a good amount of the readers.

It's almost like a story board for a comic, an animation or an audio play.

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Re: The Alien Camp: Where's the Basilisk?
« Reply #5 on: August 27, 2009, 03:26:57 pm »
@twigstik97: Your big red text has more effect if it has a correspondingly large number of emoticons in it

@Cosmonaut: Arrogance will be the death of you <.<

Take note: This story is meant to have the swearing kept to a minimum, but if your eyes explode from reading swear words, do not read this awesome story that would sell more copies than a horny teenage girl to twilight.
« Last Edit: August 27, 2009, 03:32:54 pm by Jedarus »
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Re: The Alien Camp: Where's the Basilisk?
« Reply #6 on: August 27, 2009, 08:36:08 pm »
Tremulous play?  ???

That's what it looks like and... people dressed as giant dancing grangers.  :)
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Re: The Alien Camp: Where's the Basilisk?
« Reply #7 on: August 27, 2009, 08:55:19 pm »
@twigstik97: Your big red text has more effect if it has a correspondingly large number of emoticons in it

@Cosmonaut: Arrogance will be the death of you <.<

Take note: This story is meant to have the swearing kept to a minimum, but if your eyes explode from reading swear words, do not read this awesome story that would sell more copies than a horny teenage girl to twilight.

T'was a joke! T'was a joke my jolly good chap!

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Re: The Alien Camp: Where's the Basilisk?
« Reply #8 on: August 27, 2009, 09:33:27 pm »
Tremulous play?  ???

That's what it looks like and... people dressed as giant dancing grangers.  :)

Lol, come one kids! Play it at school! ;-P

Minimum

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Re: The Alien Camp: Where's the Basilisk?
« Reply #9 on: August 29, 2009, 10:06:58 am »
Heh, that is pretty funny. You should make a movie, like RedvsBlue (I forget the proper term for the genre).

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Re: The Alien Camp: Where's the Basilisk?
« Reply #10 on: August 29, 2009, 01:59:32 pm »
lmfao, that's awesome :D

@minimum: it's called machinima.

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Re: The Alien Camp: Where's the Basilisk?
« Reply #11 on: August 30, 2009, 02:01:50 am »
Ridiculous alien team! I love it. I like how you made every character unique. They all reflect some of players I know.

twigstik97

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Re: The Alien Camp: Where's the Basilisk?
« Reply #12 on: August 30, 2009, 09:21:27 am »
Alot of people like it cosmonaut!!!
Keep typing!! we all want   
:o :o :D :D !!MOAR!!  :D :D :o :o

Cosmonaut

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Re: The Alien Camp: Where's the Basilisk?
« Reply #13 on: August 31, 2009, 04:40:55 am »
Updated!

Part 2: DEFENSE DEFENSE DEFENSE!

Tell me what you think, and what i should do to improve it. I get the feeling I screwed up somewhat.

twigstik97

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Re: The Alien Camp: Where's the Basilisk?
« Reply #14 on: September 03, 2009, 12:55:14 am »
haha, awesome, you r a pure comedy writer!
Moar!!!
Or me evolve to basilisk and spam ur topics with gas,  :P

Cosmonaut

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Re: The Alien Camp: Where's the Basilisk?
« Reply #15 on: September 03, 2009, 06:44:13 am »
haha, awesome, you r a pure comedy writer!
Moar!!!
Or me evolve to basilisk and spam ur topics with gas,  :P

I'd love to make more, but there still needs to be 5 approvals per chapter/update for me to see people officialy want more.

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Re: The Alien Camp: Where's the Basilisk?
« Reply #16 on: September 03, 2009, 06:55:01 am »
does a DISLIKE make you need one more?

Just... hypothetically speaking.
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Re: The Alien Camp: Where's the Basilisk?
« Reply #17 on: September 03, 2009, 11:37:37 am »
LOL, I like this and am looking forward to an ending. Humor is good, I laughed a fair bit.
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Re: The Alien Camp: Where's the Basilisk?
« Reply #18 on: September 03, 2009, 04:20:49 pm »
I'd love to make more, but there still needs to be 5 approvals per chapter/update for me to see people officialy want more.

give it a break, you shouldn't have to ask for approval, just keep writing.
spam spam spam, waste waste waste!

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Re: The Alien Camp: Where's the Basilisk?
« Reply #19 on: September 03, 2009, 06:13:57 pm »
haha, awesome, you r a pure comedy writer!
Moar!!!
Or me evolve to basilisk and spam ur topics with gas,  :P

I'd love to make more, but there still needs to be 5 approvals per chapter/update for me to see people officialy want more.

Just do more and maybe you can find an artist (hello Nux) who will create some painted tableaus from the scenes in the dialogues.

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Re: The Alien Camp: Where's the Basilisk?
« Reply #20 on: September 05, 2009, 10:02:25 am »
Kudos - But it needed to be longer.
Quite hilarious. Keep up the good work! :)
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Re: The Alien Camp: Where's the Basilisk?
« Reply #21 on: September 05, 2009, 02:09:17 pm »
i like this story much.

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Re: The Alien Camp: Where's the Basilisk?
« Reply #22 on: September 08, 2009, 01:04:57 am »
Just read chap. 2

It was great!!! :) ;D :laugh:

MOAR FUNNY STUFF NOW!!!!

lol ;D
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Find some time every day to have some fun. ;)

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Re: The Alien Camp: Where's the Basilisk?
« Reply #23 on: September 10, 2009, 03:40:39 am »
Yep. Write more, its pretty funny. Do you really need a system to write more? If you want to write more, write more.

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Re: The Alien Camp: Where's the Basilisk?
« Reply #24 on: September 10, 2009, 10:48:17 am »
Write MOAR! And if you make a mchinima, I think you need a 'caboose' like character. Perhaps granger suffers a serious injury and becomes stupid. ANY story/comedy is better with an idiot. Simpsons = Homer. Family Guy = Peter. RVB = Caboose. Tremulous= Granger?

PS: If you DO make a machinima, I'd be happy to help, I'm online nearly all day.

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Re: The Alien Camp: Where's the Basilisk?
« Reply #25 on: September 13, 2009, 01:49:11 pm »
LoL good stuff man  ;)
(maybe make a video/slideshow of it?)

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Re: The Alien Camp: Where's the Basilisk?
« Reply #26 on: September 18, 2009, 03:53:08 am »
Rofl, that was great! Keep it up, man. ;D

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Re: The Alien Camp: Where's the Basilisk?
« Reply #27 on: September 29, 2009, 05:06:25 am »
    >:(!!We're waiting!! >:(

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Re: The Alien Camp: Where's the Basilisk?
« Reply #28 on: October 31, 2009, 04:00:36 am »
Moar funny pls :basilisk:

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Re: The Alien Camp: Where's the Basilisk?
« Reply #29 on: November 09, 2009, 03:45:23 am »

Hey everyone, sorry about the long delay! internet has been down for quite a while since i got my new place. The original post exceeded the maximum amount of word/letters/digits/sub-atomic energy, so i have to post it in a newer post  :-\ . I am not sure if i added more action content than comedy, or what, but i dunno if it's as funny as the last ones. This is the final chapter to the first Alien Camp Series, with some foreshadowing that there might be a second series >.>

in any case, without further ado, chapter 3! It's long too (That's what she said).











Chapter3: Taking down the reactor.



In our previous chapter, Granger, Marauder, and Dragoon have taken down the dreaded Armored Human who wielded a mighty and vengeful Lucifer Cannon, which charred poor Basilisk and the mighty Tyrant into a state of critical condition. After a brief victory, the three heroes realize they're not alone, and in fact, there's a large group of humans at the end of the hallway, ready to gun them down!

Marauder: Whua-whua-whua!

Dragoon: What's wrong with him?

Granger: I think he's having some kind of freakout! We need to get back to the base and find out what we're gonna do!

Dragoon takes Marauder and puts him on his back.

Marauder: Whua-whua-whua-whua-whua!

Granger: You guys get out of here, I have an idea!

Dragoon: *Attempts to jump away, but hits head on the ceiling*

Dragoon: F***ING DAMNIT!

Granger: The humans are too occupied with taking down the current offense structures, This gives me time to flood the hallway with berricades. That should buy my team some time!

Granger: *Starts to build berricades*

Meanwhile, back at the alien base, Tyrant is laying next to the overmind with Basilisk next to him. Dragoon enters the doorway and two fierce glares face one another.

Tyrant: Dragoon...

Dragoon: Tyrant...

Basilisk: Marauder...

Marauder: Whua-whua-whua-whua!

Dretch: Tyrant...

Dragoon: Basilisk...

Tyrant: Tyran.... wait a second, what are we doing?

Dretch: I'm not sure, i thought we were saying random team mate names.

Dragoon: Well it looks to me, like the high and mighty Tyrant is down. So tell me, Tyrant, how does it feel being lower to the ground than me?

Tyrant: At least i don't fire spitballs, ya noob!

Dretch and Basilisk: *Gasp*

Dragoon: Once you're up and fighting again, we'll see who the noob is.

Tyrant: So what's the matter with Marauder?

Dragoon: I think he's traumatized from something. I'll just set him next to the overmind.

Overmind: The overmind is-

Tyrant: Jesus tapdancing Christ, do you ever shut up overmind?

Overmind:...

Granger rushes into the room, almost in fright. He runs to Tyrant to tell him the update on the defenses.

Granger: Tyrant, I've got some good news and some bad news!

Tyrant: Tell me the bad news first.

Granger: I can't tell ya the bad news without spoiling the good news!

Tyrant: Then tell me the good news first I guess...

Granger: I have set up a giant barricade cluster that stretches down the hallways to nearly half the map!

Tyrant: And now for the bad news?

Granger: We got 8 egotistical humans that are spamming "Come On" who have flamethrowers burning their way through. They will be here in a matter of minutes!

Tyrant: Whew!

Granger: Why do you look more relieved than worried right now?

Tyrant: I was actually expecting them to have Lucifer Cannons. I mean, it's one of the cheapest weapons that require no tactical planning, and could wipe out the entire base in minutes! I'm actually rather relieved.

Granger: We're still gonna get our exoskeletal asses kicked if we don't do something.

Dragoon: I think I have an idea, but it's somewhat risky.

Granger: What's that?

Dragoon: It would involve you, a Granger, going on offense, and everyone else staying on defense.

all aliens besides Dragoon: ...

Granger: Because they would not harm an alien that has little-to-no offensive capabilities that is the alien equivilant of a teddy bear, would they?

Dragoon: You gotta think about the advantages. You, have the capability of being able to build what, whenever. You are silent, you can crawl on walls, and with a booster, you can be very deadly.

Granger: But anyone in here is better than me!

Dretch: Actually, I know a few amigos who will help us out.

Dragoon: So basically, all he has to do is set up an egg nearby and we'll have reinforcments?

Dretch: SI.

Granger: I do not look forward to this at all.

Granger slowly and steadily makes his way back to the other side of the map. Turrets coat the floor of the hallways; an absolute deathtrap. Slowly and steadily, Granger crawls on the ceiling, passing between gaps, so the turrets don't see him.

Granger: Slow and steady, slow and steady...

Turret1: *Shoots at granger*

Granger: *dodges a bullet and gets behind cover*

Granger: SHHHHHIIIIII-

Turret2: *Fires from other side of cover*

Granger: *Dodges bullet by a panic move to the front of the cover*

Granger: Holy crap! it's almost like there's...no...safe..

All turrets in the hallway: *Turn around and aim for Granger*

Granger: Eep!

Through a frenzy of firing, and much panicked movements, Granger moves in a serpentine Motion. With every muscle in his little body, he breaks for the other side from the ceiling, jumping behind cover.

Granger: I hate being an alien. I wish there was some kind of giant screen where you could choose to be a human, or an alien, or even watch the fight! oh well, onward with my objective.

Granger looks down a hallway where he can hear the faint words "Come On". To his suprise, this is the hallway where the humans are attacking his friends!

Granger: Although it may be my only way out aside from the hallway with turrets, I believe I have an idea.

Meanwhile, back at the alien base, the aliens are prepared for a defense. Tyrant and Basilisk are back up, and ready to fight, while Marauder is still recovering from his shock.

Tyrant: Hey Dragoon.

Dragoon: What is it?

Tyrant: Just in case we don't survive this...

Dragoon: yeah?

Tyrant: I want you to know...

Dragoon: Yes?

Tyrant:... That you're a jackass, and I'll be hoping that you die first.

Dragoon: ...

Basilisk: In case I don't survive this, I want you guys to know, I always had a thing for Guro pornography.

Dragoon and Tyrant: Sheesh, that's disturbing.

Dretch: Here they come! I can see them busting through the last berricade! Everyone in formation!

Basilisk: *Walks out into middle of hallway*

Human1: So I said to him, that's not a penny, that's my wife!

All other humans: *Laughing*

Human2: Hey guys, you see that at the end of the hallway?

Human3: Looks like a spider with a tail. It's too dark to tell.

Human1: It could be some busted circuiting coming from the ground right?

Human4: I'm not sure, let's go check it out.

All humans approach the shadow, only to realize that it's neither a Spider with a tail, nor busted circuiting, but an alien!

Human1: Holy crap!

Human2: Shoot it! Shoot it!

Basilisk: *Lets out a roaring gas attack*

Human4: Oh God! I'm going to be sick!

Human1: *Vomits*

Human5: The magic beer bottle shoved deep into ones intestine can cause intensified-

Human2: Our fifth team member is showing signs of decreased intellect! It's brain damaging gas!

Human1: No, that's just Richard, he's always like that.

Human2: Oh.

The aliens burst out and attack with valor! Dretch drops from the ceiling onto Human1's head, Basilisk whips Human2's back with his tail over and over again, while Dragoon and Tyrant are brutally plowing through all the rest of the humans.

Dretch: Your head belongs to me now friend...

Human1: Get it off me! GET IT OFF ME! it's tearing through my hair gel!

Basilisk: Who's your daddy! Who's your daddy!

Human2: You are! YOU ARE! God MAKE HIM STOP!

Human4: Everyone focus on the Rant and the Goon!

Tyrant: *Slashes through 2 humans*

Dragoon: *Shoots the other two humans in the head*

Tyrant: I see something at the end of the hallway... It's..

Dragoon: It's a portal! We gotta destroy it or we'll have more and more humans attacking us!


Back at Grangers location, he had just finished setting up another cluster of barricades to delay the humans arrival to the rescue of their Reactor.


Granger: That should help a bit. Now all that i need to do, is head into their base.

Granger heads into their base to find a very large hole in the ground, and a room almost empty aside from the reactor.

Granger: That's strange. there's no turrets here... maybe they used up all their resources? Meh well, I gotta get to destroying the reactor!

Granger: *Walks over to the giant hole.*

A loud noise can be heard coming from inside the Giant hole.

Granger: Hmmm... it must be water.

Granger: *Walks twords the reactor, and begins shooting Granger spitballs at it*

All humans are alerted that the reactor is under attack. The abnormal amount of humans immideatly turn their attention to busting through the barricades. The aliens are low on health, and can no longer fight off the humans, nor can they buy Granger some time. All they can do now, is hope that Granger can destroy the reactor and set up eggs in time.

Granger: That noise... it's getting louder.

Mysterious Voice: Welcome to the pit, my little one.

Granger: I'm starting to freak the hell out now... What's going on?

Mysterious Voice: I don't know how you got past our defenses, but I can assure you, that you will not survive me.

Granger: That noise.. It's more clear now.. It's not water! It's a..a..

A human with a jet pack arises from the hole in the ground, wielding a mass driver, pointing it at Granger.

Granger: It's a jet pack!

KZ: I am the top of the list, the most kills and the most played time. With my Mass Driver, I can shoot anything, or anyone that I wish. They call me Kalaeo Zabar... But most call me KZ.

Granger: Oh boy... I'm screwed.

KZ: You're wondering what happened to your friends before you showed up? I killed them before their defenses Intensified. But, now that i have more numbers, and that we've reached S3, we can dominate this map, once and for all! We can finally put an end to a four hour long stalemate! And don't think i don't know about your barricade cluster, right now, it will be no more than 3 minutes before my teammates break through your pitiful diversion, and destroy you as well, that is, of course, if I don't first!

Granger: He has a big ego. That means that he's reckless in his actions. If I could use this to my advantage, I might actually have a chance at destroying the Reactor!

KZ: Let's see what you've got Little One!

KZ flies to the ceiling of the room over the pit, shooting at Granger. Granger moves fast, and keeps trying to launch spitballs at KZ. With little time left, Granger needs to Improvise. Granger runs behind the Reactor as KZ shoots at it without thought. Granger runs on the walls to build up the frustration in KZ, making him more impulsive. KZ shoots the Reactor several times again by accident, eventually destroying it.

KZ: What!? DAMMIT!

Granger: *Walks slowly out of the smoke from the smoldering reactor remains*

Granger: *Coughing* Jeez... It's like breathing in baby smoke.

KZ: Damn you Granger! We don't have any constructors on our team! We can't build that back! We may have been crippled, but as long as I am still standing...errm.. flying! I will see to it that only one survives this incident, and you're too weak to do anything!

Granger: *Fires spitball at KZ*

KZ: What's this!? I'm taking more damage than a Granger would normally deal! It's...

KZ remains over the giant pit in the ground, slowly falling into it, struggling to make it to the edge.

KZ: It's poisoned!?

Granger: It's a shame he didn't shoot the booster I built before I shot the Reactor. *Spits at KZ*

KZ: No! Losing to a Granger! I will not allow it! A pro like me never loses to a Granger! NEVER!

KZ: *Fires Mass Driver at Granger*

Granger: *Dodges Mass Driver Shot*

KZ: Dammit! If i can just make it to the edge! I can do it! I'm pro, I know I can!

Granger: I know you CAN'T! *Spits at KZ*

KZ: *Jet pack shuts off and falls into pit*

KZ: DAAAAAAMMMMMMMIIIIIIITTTTT *He falls into the abyss of the pit*

Granger: That's pretty overly dramatic. Oh crap, not much time left! I need to build some eggs!

The humans broke through the berricades, enraged that a fellow team member decon'd the Reactor after it having been attacked! they run into the base,and everything is quiet.

Human1: Wow... Nothing here.

A swarm of dretches scurry from underneath the staircase, more than 30 of them all making their way to the humans. Meanwhile back at the alien base.

Dretch: I told ya I had friends.

Tyrant: yeah, you weren't kidding.

Dragoon: I knew Granger would do it.

Basilisk: Praised be, from the great oak! We did it! We bested the humans!

Granger scurries through the front door.

Granger: Guys! I did it!

Tyrant: Ya sure did buddy! Although the humans may be back again soon, they'll be going up against more of us now!

Dragoon: I don't think that Granger should be called Granger anymore.

Tyrant: Then what should we call him?

Dragoon: I'm not sure, he's more like a super Granger or something. I've never seen a Granger go into battle like that before.

Tyrant: Super Granger? Are you high or something? I got a better name. For Grangers that pull off feats in the battlefield, I think we should call them, Battlegrangers!

Basilisk: From start to finish, we would not have won if it had not been for Granger... errm... Battlegranger's genius!

Granger: Thanks Guys! We're like one big happy gooey alien family now, right? No more fighting Tyrant and Dragoon?

Dretch: This is too happy pappy for me... I'm going back to the nest. I could use the rest.

Tyrant: No no no, Me and Dragoon still have a score to settle once we're fully recovered.

Overmind: The over-

Dragoon: If we are some kind of "Happy Family" out of some kind of an idiotic childrens story, then i call a vote to exclude the Overmind from the family.

All aliens without hesitation: Agreed.

Overmind: *Sigh*



And even though humans will constantly show up, prepared to fight the alien horde, they will be ready to defend their home from hostile humans.
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