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(if anyone can think of a better leadership-based punishment for voting for themselves just post it below and I'll edit it in)
01 - Edith_The_Hutt - Broken Crown
The hanger stank of hydraulic fluid, sweat and tobacco. Tyrus stepped before the assembly.
“WE ARE NOT SLAVES!” he bellowed.
The crowd murmured an agreement
“WE ARE NOT SOLDIERS!” he continued, “AND WE ARE NOT *EMPLOYEES*”
He spat the last word to a chorus of guffaws.
“When I obey a man I do it freely, not bound by shackles, oaths or
contracts. I obeyed Archon Delaine because he made me rich!”
The tension was palpable, they knew what came next.
“But Archon has failed! And now I blaze my own trail! Who’s with me?”
A hundred pirates roared in unison.
02 - Frank - If You Want Something Done...
"We're attacking the base."
George's men nodded in agreement. They were loyal followers, but then George was a great leader. He had led his squadrons into the middle of many a firefight, and to many a victory. The respect he had from both sides of the conflict was why he'd been chosen to lead humanity against the Thargoids. The memory of that massacre still weighed on his heart: all those wasted lives.
George pulled on his stick. The change in acceleration caused the nodding figures on his dashboard to bobble their heads randomly as his solo craft headed towards danger.
03 - Listeri69 - Der Tag eine Kuh minge an Bravaria und hatte ein zu viel Kartoffelbrei zu essen stopendefloppen achtung
Psykokow was pleased with himself, he had acquired a brand new Orca, No more would he answer hails in a strange welsh accent whilst eating cheese on toast.
"So what time is this ship arriving?" Frank asked..
"Says here 2 mins, they will fly it in...oh here it is look" Kow stretched onto his toes...
Laughter went around the bay...
"You didn't get that ship from Planet Germany did you?"
"Might of...Why?"
"Well i like the large leather shorts, Braces and feather"
"the advert said this ship is the ultimate leader"
"Did they spell leader with two Ds?"
"Ohhhh Ledder-ship......."
04 - RoyalHankey - Leadership at its best and worst
Captain Winnard leader of the ladies knitting team was in his pink asp.
He dropped out of cruise and suddenly appeared before a Thargoid starship.
Kow opened communication channels with the Thargoid Ship stating this is Captain Winnard, can we assist you.
The Thargoid Captain said our ship is over 10 times bigger than your ship why would we need your help.
Winnard says 'Well we can fix them things sticking out of your ship'.
Thargoid Captain replied 'Are you thick that's our weapons'.
Winnard said 'You sure, look like sticks to me'.
Boom, the Thargoid's crippled his pink asp.
05 - phong - The way the cookie crumbles
The 'One Tough Cookie' stood silent on the platform,it's battered and scarred hull testament to it's pilot's propensity for seeking out situations that required more than the occasional 'swivel' taunt before high-wake.
As he stood gazing up ,a curious sense of nostalgia washed over him briefly, a strange longing for bygone days when this cramped,smelly,noisy rust-bucket had cradled him, protected, nurtured and sustained him throughout the war.
Patting the hull briefly,he turned and,masking the dabbing of his eye with a tremendous nose-blow,he limped out of the museum,empty sleeve flapping in the breeze.
06 - moose666 - When all else fails, Rip and Tear.
John looked at the garden with bafflement.
There was a large and complicated array of ropes, harnesses and grippers attached to seemingly random plants. They all lead to a single chain which was attached to the back of a Diamondback scout.
He walked over to the owner.
"Whats all this?"
"Blimmin' weeds!" he said, "They just won't die, no matter how much of Simoof's disease collection I give them"
"Some really hardy weed there, so what are you doing now?"
"I'm breaking out the big guns." He indicated his ship; "Rip them out with great force, using a weeder ship"
07 - FelixBast - All alone in the night
Despite being near the centre of the galactic bubble, White Wolf is a world in isolation.
Independence was declared 20 years ago and all ties with the rest of the galaxy were cut off.
Surrounding the planet, a network of satellites broadcast a jamming signal that prevents all off world communication.
The planets dictator, Dullard Tramp, says he is “protecting the good people from the depraved and corrupting influences of other worlds”.
Beloved Leader, I believe the planets central location and its isolation from the rest of humanity make it the perfect staging post for our invasion of human space.
08 - Simoof - The big oopsie
The commander stood stunned, staring blankly at the monitor.
The air was cold and the mood was one of disbelief. Disbelief and confusion.
She suddenly was aware she hadn't taken a breath and was feeling faint.
She fell back in to her chair.
This was supposed to be her moment of glory. Where the fleet she commanded would tell tales of the time she saved our species.
Well she had been right about the point of entry.
The ship formation was perfect.
In her mind she could still see it clearly.
On the monitor though was pure blackness. The void.
