FOOL! EVERY SLAGGIN' ONE OF THEM! -- The Cybertronian Senate

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Date Posted: 13:37:22 08/21/01 Tue
Author: Lord Betacron
Subject: FOOL! EVERY SLAGGIN' ONE OF THEM!

The large T-Rex transformer yelled out in the empty room where the Senate usually meet.

Every one of my drones! DESTROYED! I should kill them all while I'm still temporarely insane! PRIMUS!

Betacron took out a rather large sword like object and sliced the seat of Lady Embyr clean in half. Both the peices fell perfectally parallel to each other. AS he put his sword away, he looked at the message he sent out, no responces...

No responces! GRAW!!!!!!! Idiots! Every last one of them! Why would they think I was making this up! I just thought in my sleep one night 'Hey, I think I'll tease the other senators BY MAKING A WHOLE FRAGGIN' STAR SYSTEM DISAPPEAR!

He once again took out his sword and sliced each of the chair halves in half again. But this time, even cutting deep into the floor. He put the sword again once more, and from a pocket he had on his belt, he pulled out flask full of energon-whiskey.

Primus, I havn't touched this thing in weeks, havn't needed to, but hey, when in rome, bottums up!

The the senator chugged the booze until there was nothing left in the flask. As he put it way, he whiped a few stray dribbles from his mouth. As drones walked through the senate hall, Betacron was very carfull not to show the destroy chair, he wanted that top be a surpirse for 'Lady' Embyr. He just smiled as he walked over to his seat and studied the data he had recived once more...

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