Saturday July 9, 2005
Narrator:Director Ik'p'd'P'sloon, destined to be mind-ripped, has escaped.
Director P'sloon:(thinking) Stupid upstarts.
Director P'sloon:(thinking) They'll have to want to mind-rip me. It'll never work, but I'd rather not die just now.
Director P'sloon:(thinking) 4,000 years is barely long enough to get a good bloodline started.
Director P'sloon:(thinking) Sometimes I wonder if protecting these juvenile oafs from Paan'uri rule was really worth all the trouble.
Petey:Perfect. The simulation has him thinking along the right lines, now.
Captain Kevyn:You know, I was expecting more blood.
Narrator:Or at least he thinks that he has escaped. . .