Sunday March 23, 2003
Transcript
Narrator:Aboard the mercenary transport Serial Peacemaker, the political officer reviews the troops...
Narrator:They come in all shapes and sizes, with enough inter-speciated diversity to make a rainforest blush.
Narrator:Scratch the surface, however, and you'll see they are all a lot alike...
Jevee Ceeta:I'll be brief. We seem to be short on communications specialists.
Jevee Ceeta:Ensign Sh'vuu in the armor platoon has a little bit of comm and crypto talent, and warrant officer Thurl has some background, but for the most part you people are only good at blowing stuff up.
Schlock:Did you hear that? She likes us!
Jevee Ceeta:So... Anyone else have crypto expertise?
Pronto:Umm, me, sir. Er, Ma'am. I'm pronto. Er, Corporal Pontucci.I'm a fair shot with the pistachio Q-tit crypts. I use 'em on single-shot E.M., I.R., and H-net transceivers.
Jevee Ceeta:Interesting. Can you abstract that to decrypting some hypernet log source for us?
Pronto:Ummm, I don't think so. Detonators ain't espec'lly abstract, sir.Er... Ma'am.
Jevee Ceeta:Right. I bet you could blow up those hypernet logs, just fine, though.
Schlock:Oooh! We get to blow up the hypernet!
Tagon:
Kevyn:
Tchukk:
Unknown Wogni Tough:
Andy:
Shep:
Nick:
Legs:
Shodan:
Junshodan:
Shv'uu:
Brad:
Elizabeth:
Thurl:
Bunni:
Massey:
Thom:
Wick:
Creethling Tough:
