Kamp Apokiliptika - Doom 2006

[Mister Jellyfish Mister]

[Mister Jellyfish Mister]

And from last years ammunition dump...

[Mister Jellyfish Mister]

[Mister Jellyfish Mister]

Now laying down a suppressive blast employing short, controlled bursts, Kernul.

[Fire Wire]

Your leader will soon be changed with Admiral aDolf!

[Killbuck]

I much prefer Admiral aDolf

[Fire Wire]

I much prefer Admiral aDolf

Yepp, me too something smell fish anyway!! HAHA

[Elliot]

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All hail Admiral aDolf!
(You'se in twouble, Kernul. Don't hold any elections for a while!)

[Kinetic IV]

That Adobe Photoshop error is so true!

[Elliot]

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(click.)

(crackle, hummm.....)

Announcer:
Welcome to this weeks episode of Silent Radio. Today we present an episode of unusual urgency. Frankly, the manuscript is still being written as we go in the air. With only two weeks left until The Beginning Of The End Of The World, art and reality may in fact be merging. We take you now to the Spooks and Traitors Union Hall, where we have a reporter standing by.

(bzzzz click...hmmm..)

Reporter:
It is fairly quiet in the Union Hall, with various spies and spooks reading newspapers and playing board games as they wait for their next assignment. Spy vs Spy are playing chess in the far corner, occasionally murmuring pleasantries and professional compliments. George Smiley just walked thru, apparently deep in conversation with the bullet-riddled ghost of Vidkun Quisling. A typical day in this room -- except for the growing excitement behind the glass-partitioned counter, where the dispatchers work.
Wait a minute... something new is happening...

(slam! -- a door is flung open)

Reporter:
What we have been anticipating for several hours seems to be happening!

Dispatcher (shouting):
Where is he?! I saw him this morning! Where is Our Hero?! Is he available??? Somebody... Anybody... Find Our Hero! It is urgent!!!!!!!

007:
I’m available.

Dispatcher:
No, no, I need our best sleuth, our most conniving collaborator... our... our... We need Our Hero!

(Uuuuurrrppppppp -- a drowsy belch emerges from under a pile of newspapers)

Our Hero:
You rang?

Dispatcher;
Ah, thank Herring, you’re here! There has been a momentous development in the matter of Apokiliptika versus Herring. In my office!

Reporter:
Moments later, Our Hero is seated in the Chief Dispatcher’s office and sipping black coffee.

Dispatcher:
It’s about one... eh... let me see... one Admiral aDolf.

Our Hero:
Yawn.

Dispatcher:
He appeared from nowhere. Like a previously unknown Neptune, suddenly released by the Sirens...; like an apparition from the Maelstrom, except in the spotless uniform of an Admiral. His appearance threatens to derail the scheduled Truce of August 31st. The masses are flocking around him, demanding elections. Yes, Apokiliptikans too! If he displaces Kernul Killbuck as Supreme Ruler of the Realm, Doom may be... eh... doomed.

Our Hero (suddenly alarmed):
Never mind that! What about the party August 31st!

Dispatcher:
Now you’re catching on!
Find out all you can about this Admiral aDolf. Trace his family tree... uh... family kelp. Find out anything you can. Get the dirt on this guy!

Our Hero:
On my way.

(door opens and closes; footsteps fade; there is a distant clickity-click of a side arm being checked and re-holstered.)



[Author’s note: All right, boys and girls. Who are Admiral aDolf’s ancestors?]

[dragonfly Jafe]

[Author’s note: All right, boys and girls. Who are Admiral aDolf’s ancestors?]

Isn't he the great-great grandson of Captain Ahab (a man with an obsession for sea creatures)? Surely on all of his travels in search of Moby Dick, the good captain met a few mermaids or utilized a convenient blow-hole or two...and now that I think of it, there are a few remaining Ahabs in northern Nevada...hmm. Maybe that's why the herrings hate us so much - it's a sea clan fued!

[Elliot]

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Jafe is on the right track. Contrary to Melville's pamphlet on the subject (Moby Dick), Ahab survived the sinking of the Pequod, cut himself lose from the ropes around Moby Dick and took up a life of piracy (which led to the currrent popularity of the piracy theme. Were you in Corvallis last month, Jafe?)

A Mermaid... certainly.
One of Homer's Sirens, no doubt.
And of course Flipper the dolphin from the TV series!

Once we figure out who/what Admiral aDolf really is, Kernul Killbuck may have a fighting chance to defend his position.

Who/what else????

[dragonfly Jafe]

So what are the rules for this Mutant Vehicle Race? I mean, if we tear someone's arm off, do we have to hand it back? (of course we would never drop it on the Playa - that would be MOOP!)

Seriously, are any weapon systems allowed (consistant with the normal boring BRC rules and regulations) ? Will there be different heats for powered vs. organic vehicles? Can we incinerate the opposition?

Of course, since the world will end long before any protests can be heard and punishments dealt out...

[Mister Jellyfish Mister]

Now I know why we bomb Iraq. All this ammo laying around. Here's another tank load commin' at ya':

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[Killbuck]

Ah.... There's nothin like them golden oldies!!!!!!

[Major Roosevelt]

But once in a while....a new one...

[Killbuck]

Bravo!

[Mister Jellyfish Mister]

Credit to Kernul Killbuck for this season of reruns:

[Mister Jellyfish Mister]

[Mister Jellyfish Mister]

[Jewel***]

Wow, I'm going need a little plastic surgery if i'm going to look like those girls........

[Rockdad]

Yep

[Jewel***]

asshole......... and i say that in a most loving way.........

[dragonfly Jafe]

...boy, that is some "Hall of Truth" on the Apokilptika website. Congrats on another successful campaign this season of Art War. When the dust clears, I am confident that Apokiliptika will be declared the victor (just before the world comes to an end, that is).

Vote Fear!

[Mister Jellyfish Mister]

Fear is Near and Dear. I'm so thrilled to be working in the Real Estate industry these days.