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ZoyBot at 13:03, 23 September 2012

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	"Time's running out, Bob! She has to make her move!"		"Time's running out, Bob! She has to make her move!"

			"She's tossed the ball right up in the air!"

			"But Gut-Phager isn't as dumb as he looks, Jesse! He isn't looking up. He's going for Talia instead!"

			"She went to the well once too often with that trick, and she might pay for it now!"

			"Nice dodge! Ryx can move! That punch went right by her. And... Yes! She just tore Gut-Phager's mask off!"

			"That's bad news for Gut-Phager, Bob! Most of his skull's metal-plated, but his jaw isn't!"

			"This is what he gets for being too cocky to wear a helmet! Oh! Flying knee! Ryx just put her knee through his unprotected jaw!"

			"Maybe she was listening to me, Bob!"

			"Maybe! But that means Gut-Phager's going to be pissed off at you after the match, Jesse! I might need a new broadcast colleague when he's finished with you!"

			"Oh, hell..."

			"Ryx didn't even land after that knee! She just jumped off his shoulder! She's in the air! Gut-Phager's falling, and... Yes! She has it! She caught the ball!"

			"She's hit the ground, she's rolling, and..."

			"Touchdown!"

			"Touchdown!"

			"Touchdown! She's done it! The Sian Dragons have won the match! The crowd's going wild!"

			"But look over at the away fans section, Jesse! They aren't happy!"

			"Uh oh... The Blood Alley Gang are storming the pitch! Looks like they're going to take care of the Dragons themselves!"

			"Wait a minute, Jesse! They're not going for the Dragons! They're after the Megas! If the grapevine's telling the truth, the Megas just cost them a fortune -- and they're taking it out of their hides! Look at them stomping on Gut-Phager!"

			"This something you just hate to see, Bob. The Drekchester Megas did their best!"

			"Yeah? Try telling that to the Blood Alley Gang!"

			"No thank you, Bob. I don't know what 'rumpled' means, but I'm sure I don't want it to happen to me!"

			"Look! Talia Ryx just pulled one of them off Gut-Phager, and headbutted him! A thugby helmet against an unprotected face? That's going to leave a mark!"

			"And here come the rest of the Dragons! They're helping the Megas, and beating the hell out of the Blood Alley Gang! What a great show of sportsmanship!"

			Yeah... Security was taking way too long to get there, and I wasn't going to let the Bloody Alley Gang get away with that. So I stepped in, and started kicking butt. Guess those losers hadn't counted on that. Or they were too stupid to care. But they cared by the time we were done. Pretty sure every player, on both teams, ended up stomping our boot-prints into them.

			So, all's well that ends well. Wu Tenchu was happy, and so were the fans. Even the Drekchester Megas were cool about it, after we saved their butts. They came out drinking with us that night. Gut-Phager actually apologized to Jacob Chang for practically powerbombing him through the pitch. But Chang wouldn't hear it -- said it was just part of the game. And no one complained when Screaming Barracuda decided to play at the victory party.

			After that, it all became kind of a blur. Maybe it was the liquor. But I like to think it was the Music Montage Theory...

ZoyBot at 12:41, 23 September 2012

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	"Talia's getting ready to throw the ball, but no one's open! And two of the Megas are heading right for her!"		"Talia's getting ready to throw the ball, but no one's open! And two of the Megas are heading right for her!"


			GUT-PHAGER

			So there I was, with the ball in my hand and two psychos coming to break me in half. I know you've been in situations like that, Willy -- times when you have to think fast and act fast to survive.

			"She's thrown the ball, Bob!"

			"It's a bad throw, Jesse! Look how high it's going! She's not getting enough distance! It won't reach any of the other Dragons!"

			"It doesn't have to, Bob! Look!"

			Stupid Megas... I threw the ball, and they looked up at it instead of at me.

			"Unbelievable, Jesse! Ryx is running like a madwoman, and she's... Yes! She's caught up with the ball! It's dropping right to her!"

			"She threw the ball to herself! I've never seen anything like it! Some of the Megas are trying to break away and stop her, but the Dragons are on them!"

			"Guan just planted two of them into the pitch at the same time! Jackson's taken down Gressa! They aren't letting anyone through!"

			"Talia's speeding down the pitch. But wait! Gut-Phager's knocked Kai Wung spinning! Wung's down! And there's no one else there to tackle him! He's between Talia and the end zone!"

			"Look at Gut-Phager taunting! He's going to make damn sure Ryx has to go through him if she wants to score!"

			"Time's running out, Bob! She has to make her move!"

ZoyBot at 11:36, 23 September 2012

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ZoyBot at 01:55, 16 September 2012

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2012-08-29T13:57:31Z

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"It's savage and barbaric," Wu Tenchu said. "When the Emperor rescinded its prohibition in Sian space, and went so far as to allow the building of a stadium here on Sian, it was against my counsel."

He did that thing he does with his eyes. You know the one I mean, captain -- where they go sort of narrow, and you can tell he's pissed off about something. I think it makes him look like a cat. Maybe a tiger. A tiger with a silly moustache. (Don't tell him I said that.)

"Thugby... Only the uniforms and the slim rulebook render it an athletic contest instead of an act of wanton criminality. The individuals who play the game are for the most part little more than murderous lunatics who relish the opportunity to participate in what amounts to legalized rioting by day, and to take advantage of the imbecilic 'groupies' the sport attracts by night."

"So ask Ragnar," I replied.

"That was my first thought as well. But it transpires that the sparse rules governing thugby include a prohibition against players with substantial performance-enhancing cybernetic augmentations. And Mr. Ragnarsson contains more implanted technology than would be permissible when distributed among an entire team. Perhaps even an entire thugby league. So I'm compelled to look elsewhere to find a suitable captain for the Sian Dragons."

"You'll need someone with a death wish. Everyone on the other team's going to be trying to tackle the Dragons' captain and rip his head off."

"Someone with a reckless disregard for their own wellbeing?"

"Yeah!"

"The kind of individual who's willing to risk life and limb in the most idiotic, frivolous pursuits?"

"Exactly!"

"I concur. The job is yours."

"Oh..."

Yeah, okay, I probably should have seen that coming. But when he sent for me, I thought he wanted to, you know, catch up. Maybe even ask my advice about stuff. Yeah, yeah -- I know you're probably laughing. But you remember how it used to be... All of us sitting around together, planning things out. Back when she was still here, and you were too. I miss those days... I thought maybe he did too.

I hadn't spoken to him for months. The last time I saw him was at that ceremony right after the war, when he gave out our medals (I have your one, by the way -- I wear them both when I go clubbing). After that he was busy doing whatever he does now... Prime ministering, I guess. Thought maybe he'd forgotten all about us. Then I got his message, saying he needed to talk to me about something and asking me to come to the palace. He has an office there now -- just a small little room tucked away somewhere. Guess he wouldn't have felt right taking the Emperor's office. Or Illaria's.

So, like I said, I thought he wanted some advice. Maybe he was thinking about ordering some new fighter ships, or pistols for our soldiers. Stuff I know about. Instead, he wanted someone stupid enough to get themselves killed on a thugby pitch. Got to admit, I was a little mad.

"Me? Captain a thugby team? You think I'm crazy?"

"Well, let us examine the evidence..."

He pressed a button on his desk, and a big holo-screen popped up between us.

"This aerial footage shows a number of people riding motorcycles through the streets of Wunhai at dangerous, and indeed illegal, speed."

"Yeah... Kids these days..."

The screen zoomed in. And there I was, right in the middle -- jumping from one bike to another. Long story... Well, okay, not long. I was bored and some guy I knew was taking bets on whether anyone had the nerve to jump between bikes during a street race.

Guess I should have worn a helmet...

"Perhaps this episode will prove more memorable," Wu said.

Another screen came up next to the first one. It showed a bunch of fighters flying through space in a close pack, along a beam of purple light thrown out by a cruiser up ahead. Sound familiar, captain?

"I believe this is what you pilots refer to as a 'Tunnel of Death Race' -- a form of suicidal competition in which men and women of questionable sanity attempt to overtake one another in such narrow confines that they each risk both their own life and those of everyone else involved."

"Well..."

Yeah, I think you can guess what happened next. One of the fighter ships zipped through the others, skimming right between them to take the lead -- so close I'm pretty sure some of their paint came off. I didn't bother trying to deny that one. Wu knew not many people could fly like that. And out of them, none of the rest of you would.

He turned the screens off, so I could see his face again. I'm pretty sure he was smiling. Well, as close as he gets to smiling anyway.

"You seem quite willing to jeopardize yourself to make a few credits..."

He got that wrong. Wu's a smart guy, but he doesn't understand how it is for people like us. We don't stop just because the fighting does. We still need the rush...

"...but not to serve the Sian Empire?"

"Fine! I'll do it!"

"Splendid. Then, Miss Talia Ryx, I formally name you as captain of the Sian Dragons."

He looked down, and started messing with a datapad on his desk. I figured that meant we were done, so I got up and went to the door. Then he called out after me.

"Oh, and Talia..."

"Yeah?"

"Make sure you win the match."