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Desert. That's the only real way to describe it.
Lots of desert. Lots of heat too. All heat, dry heat. Not your typical sunny holiday bathe in the sun humid heat. No. This was dry heat. Dry, desert, energy sapping, will sapping, life sapping heat.
The only other thing anywhere was whole lot of nothing.
Desert, heat and nothingness. One might almost expect some tumbleweed to go tumbling tumbling by. But no tumble weed tumbles by. Somewhere in the distance, a silouhette can be seen. Black, so black against the light sand, and the blue, blue sky. Slowly it comes forward. Black, rectangular, with an air of power, it slowly trundles forth across the desert.
As it comes closer, and the waves of heat from the burning hot sand dissipate around it, its shape can be made out clearer, crisper. Still it is black, rectangular, authoritative. Almost silently, it floated across the dune sea. Silent, deadly. As it passed by, the lettering "PS2" could be seen acroos the top. This was not some non-descript floating rectangle. The was the United Sony FleetShip PS2, the Flagships of Sonys mighty armada, and it was on a mission.
The PS2, being the mightiest creation ever to come from the Sony R&D shipyards, feared no man. But the crew of USF PS2 knew, that there was something out there waiting for them, and it wasn't any man.
Suddenly, from within, alarm klaxons could be heard screaming. The sensors had picked something up. The radar crew didn't have to look to see what it was, they already knew. It was the MS X-Box. A prototype from the Bill Gates Majestary Shipyards, the X-Box was rumoured to be even more advanced than the PS2 itself. Everyone aboard hoped it wasn't true. They hoped, they prayed. They prayed because it was their mission to show Microsoft who ruled the hardware market, it was their job to blow the X-Box away, before it was allowed the chance to the become dominant attack ship on the market.
Nothing was even said, the PS2 blindly set course for the X-Box's position - flank speed. They could also tell clearly, that the X-Box had seen them, and had mirrored a collision course.
faster, faster, the gap closed. The PS2 charged it's matter cannon, and aimed at the sleek box headed towards them. The gunner thought momentarilly about the X he had seen in the blueprints for this thing. The clear X shape, with a green centre that seemed almost alien in design.
Was it alien? It certainly boasted technology beyond anything Sony had produced. Was this entire mission a conspiracy?
No time for such thoughts. Range was in, and so too was the order to fire. The PS2 let rip with it's awesome matter cannon. Moving at speed, the X-Box had no time to react at this range. The matter cannon fire hit it dead on, causing an enormous outlet of blue energy. nothing could be seen for a few moments, just desert sand, and blue, harsh wind. The PS2 could do nothing but wait. Wait for the cloud to dissipate. Wait to see if what they had was enough to win.
The cloud began to clear, and there, where it had been before, was the X-Box. Not moving, but looking completely unscathed.
Through fear, the crew of the PS2 could do nothing but stare in awe. Still the X-Box didn't move. It just sat there, though it were triumphant without having fired a shot.
"fire again!" came the command at last. the gunner had no need to take aim, the Box hadn't moved, and was still centred in his sights. He prepped a second round from the matter cannon, and was ready to fire again.
BOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!!
The X-Box, silent for so long, finally let rip with its formidable arsenal. Round after stunningly powerful round pumped out of the Box, into the PS2! "return fire! or we'll all die!!!" the route to survival was clear - kill the Box before it killed you. The return fire came - BANG - into the seemingly invulnerable X-Box. The two exchanged blows, dancing around eachother like Olympic skaters, trading blows like medieval warriors. Victory was beginning to seen a lost cause for the PS2. The X-Box was not invulnerable, it limpe now, at possibly half it's original pace, and firing only once every 10-15 seconds, as opposed to 2 rounds a second before. But the PS2 was almost a wreck. Almost all power gone, and what was left being channelled directly into the matter cannon, the PS2 couldn't dodge, and took every blow the Box had to offer. The PS2 was losing, but it was going to inflict as much damage as possible on the way down.
"BANG!!"
"BOOOOM!!"
The X-Box, suddenly and without warning, suddenly stopped the dance. It became as immobile as the PS2. Damaged by unneringly accurate blows from the PS2, it's resilience was gone. What was to happen now? Would the two merely go blow to blow until one or the other was finished? It seemed both captains were seriously considering their next move, possibly the last move they wouls ever choose to make. whatever happened next would decide the future.
Then, without warning, the X-Box exploded like a giga-flare. the crew of the PS2 were almost blinded by the enormity of the explosion. Had they ruptured some vital power component? Had the X-Box crew self-destructed their vessel to ensure it didn't fall into Sony hands?
There appeared to be one answer to all these questions. That answer came in from above the PS2. Black as night, and cubed like a Borg Vessel from Star Trek, an unknown ship came in from the blue, blue skies. As it came closer, The PS2 crew could clearly see the Nintendo markings.
No! It couldn't be - It was the GameCube. But that was impossible. It wasn't even supposed to be out of docks yet. Suddenly with the clarity of an epiphany, the captain of the PS2 put it all together.
Nintendo knew. They knew it all. They had somehow tapped Sony comms, and known of PS2's orders. Had known that the confrontation would take place. Following the PS2, the Cube had simply waited for the battle to draw out it's natural conclusion, and had come in to clear up whatever remained.
The genius of it all struck the Ps2 captain like a blow to the chest. The encounter between the X-Box over, and MSN's prototype not returning, MicroSoft would naturally believe that Sony had bettered them. Sony, at the same time, would be convinced that their flagship had fallen. With no-one knowing anything more than the Cube still being prepped for launch, no-one would believe it could have had a hand in any of it. It was perfectly timed. So clever, so well put together, so Nintendo.
They had done it, they had done it again.
Even as this realisation came to the captain, he also knew there was nothing he could do. there was no time to run - even if they could. no time to surrender, no time to fight back, no time to do anything - except die.
A beam of blue death came down from the Cube, and the PS2 captain smiled, ust before his beautiful ship was destroyed. Nintendo had fooled them all, and done it so well.
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM
Lots of desert. Lots of heat too. All heat, dry heat. Not your typical sunny holiday bathe in the sun humid heat. No. This was dry heat. Dry, desert, energy sapping, will sapping, life sapping heat.
The only other thing anywhere was whole lot of nothing.
Desert, heat and nothingness. One might almost expect some tumbleweed to go tumbling tumbling by. But no tumble weed tumbles by. Somewhere in the distance, a silouhette can be seen. Black, so black against the light sand, and the blue, blue sky. Slowly it comes forward. Black, rectangular, with an air of power, it slowly trundles forth across the desert.
As it comes closer, and the waves of heat from the burning hot sand dissipate around it, its shape can be made out clearer, crisper. Still it is black, rectangular, authoritative. Almost silently, it floated across the dune sea. Silent, deadly. As it passed by, the lettering "PS2" could be seen acroos the top. This was not some non-descript floating rectangle. The was the United Sony FleetShip PS2, the Flagships of Sonys mighty armada, and it was on a mission.
The PS2, being the mightiest creation ever to come from the Sony R&D shipyards, feared no man. But the crew of USF PS2 knew, that there was something out there waiting for them, and it wasn't any man.
Suddenly, from within, alarm klaxons could be heard screaming. The sensors had picked something up. The radar crew didn't have to look to see what it was, they already knew. It was the MS X-Box. A prototype from the Bill Gates Majestary Shipyards, the X-Box was rumoured to be even more advanced than the PS2 itself. Everyone aboard hoped it wasn't true. They hoped, they prayed. They prayed because it was their mission to show Microsoft who ruled the hardware market, it was their job to blow the X-Box away, before it was allowed the chance to the become dominant attack ship on the market.
Nothing was even said, the PS2 blindly set course for the X-Box's position - flank speed. They could also tell clearly, that the X-Box had seen them, and had mirrored a collision course.
faster, faster, the gap closed. The PS2 charged it's matter cannon, and aimed at the sleek box headed towards them. The gunner thought momentarilly about the X he had seen in the blueprints for this thing. The clear X shape, with a green centre that seemed almost alien in design.
Was it alien? It certainly boasted technology beyond anything Sony had produced. Was this entire mission a conspiracy?
No time for such thoughts. Range was in, and so too was the order to fire. The PS2 let rip with it's awesome matter cannon. Moving at speed, the X-Box had no time to react at this range. The matter cannon fire hit it dead on, causing an enormous outlet of blue energy. nothing could be seen for a few moments, just desert sand, and blue, harsh wind. The PS2 could do nothing but wait. Wait for the cloud to dissipate. Wait to see if what they had was enough to win.
The cloud began to clear, and there, where it had been before, was the X-Box. Not moving, but looking completely unscathed.
Through fear, the crew of the PS2 could do nothing but stare in awe. Still the X-Box didn't move. It just sat there, though it were triumphant without having fired a shot.
"fire again!" came the command at last. the gunner had no need to take aim, the Box hadn't moved, and was still centred in his sights. He prepped a second round from the matter cannon, and was ready to fire again.
BOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!!
The X-Box, silent for so long, finally let rip with its formidable arsenal. Round after stunningly powerful round pumped out of the Box, into the PS2! "return fire! or we'll all die!!!" the route to survival was clear - kill the Box before it killed you. The return fire came - BANG - into the seemingly invulnerable X-Box. The two exchanged blows, dancing around eachother like Olympic skaters, trading blows like medieval warriors. Victory was beginning to seen a lost cause for the PS2. The X-Box was not invulnerable, it limpe now, at possibly half it's original pace, and firing only once every 10-15 seconds, as opposed to 2 rounds a second before. But the PS2 was almost a wreck. Almost all power gone, and what was left being channelled directly into the matter cannon, the PS2 couldn't dodge, and took every blow the Box had to offer. The PS2 was losing, but it was going to inflict as much damage as possible on the way down.
"BANG!!"
"BOOOOM!!"
The X-Box, suddenly and without warning, suddenly stopped the dance. It became as immobile as the PS2. Damaged by unneringly accurate blows from the PS2, it's resilience was gone. What was to happen now? Would the two merely go blow to blow until one or the other was finished? It seemed both captains were seriously considering their next move, possibly the last move they wouls ever choose to make. whatever happened next would decide the future.
Then, without warning, the X-Box exploded like a giga-flare. the crew of the PS2 were almost blinded by the enormity of the explosion. Had they ruptured some vital power component? Had the X-Box crew self-destructed their vessel to ensure it didn't fall into Sony hands?
There appeared to be one answer to all these questions. That answer came in from above the PS2. Black as night, and cubed like a Borg Vessel from Star Trek, an unknown ship came in from the blue, blue skies. As it came closer, The PS2 crew could clearly see the Nintendo markings.
No! It couldn't be - It was the GameCube. But that was impossible. It wasn't even supposed to be out of docks yet. Suddenly with the clarity of an epiphany, the captain of the PS2 put it all together.
Nintendo knew. They knew it all. They had somehow tapped Sony comms, and known of PS2's orders. Had known that the confrontation would take place. Following the PS2, the Cube had simply waited for the battle to draw out it's natural conclusion, and had come in to clear up whatever remained.
The genius of it all struck the Ps2 captain like a blow to the chest. The encounter between the X-Box over, and MSN's prototype not returning, MicroSoft would naturally believe that Sony had bettered them. Sony, at the same time, would be convinced that their flagship had fallen. With no-one knowing anything more than the Cube still being prepped for launch, no-one would believe it could have had a hand in any of it. It was perfectly timed. So clever, so well put together, so Nintendo.
They had done it, they had done it again.
Even as this realisation came to the captain, he also knew there was nothing he could do. there was no time to run - even if they could. no time to surrender, no time to fight back, no time to do anything - except die.
A beam of blue death came down from the Cube, and the PS2 captain smiled, ust before his beautiful ship was destroyed. Nintendo had fooled them all, and done it so well.
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM
i currently have 17k hostiles eta 1
:S
i have enough defence but there are over 1k pegs in there. Not nice.
:S
i have enough defence but there are over 1k pegs in there. Not nice.
round end more likely to be in like 2 days.
I can't remember them EVER getting anything done on time.
I just replied to your pa mail :)
I can't remember them EVER getting anything done on time.
I just replied to your pa mail :)
Semajal wrote:
> hey im PA player too :D
>
> my coords are 10:5:1
>
> I couldn;t care bout tellin anyone cos round ends in like 2 days.
try 7 hours...
I just PA mailed you by the way...
> hey im PA player too :D
>
> my coords are 10:5:1
>
> I couldn;t care bout tellin anyone cos round ends in like 2 days.
try 7 hours...
I just PA mailed you by the way...
hey im PA player too :D
my coords are 10:5:1
I couldn;t care bout tellin anyone cos round ends in like 2 days.
my coords are 10:5:1
I couldn;t care bout tellin anyone cos round ends in like 2 days.
Semajal wrote:
> best post ive read for many months. Even better than most of the stuff
> the Notable Churn out! :D
>
> well done.
>
> I hope you win a GAD for this :D
I don't mind, I was laughing the whole time I was writing that. I just read one too many "console wars" threads, and being disappointed by the lack of ACTUAL war, i decided to spice up the console debate - note my tactial use of the GameCube arriving late but laying waste the rest of the market...
> best post ive read for many months. Even better than most of the stuff
> the Notable Churn out! :D
>
> well done.
>
> I hope you win a GAD for this :D
I don't mind, I was laughing the whole time I was writing that. I just read one too many "console wars" threads, and being disappointed by the lack of ACTUAL war, i decided to spice up the console debate - note my tactial use of the GameCube arriving late but laying waste the rest of the market...
best post ive read for many months. Even better than most of the stuff the Notable Churn out! :D
well done.
I hope you win a GAD for this :D
well done.
I hope you win a GAD for this :D
Now this is the most sensible console wars post that I have read.
Cheers for that...
Cheers for that...
ssxpro wrote:
> Now there`s a name I haven`t heard for a looonnng time...
>
> Insane Bartender, did you know you had a gameaday prize to claim about
> a year ago? You won, but then apparently disappeared, and it soon fell
> of the list of still to claim prizes, and I`m guessing it can no
> longer be claimed.
>
> What happenend?
What happened with that has been explained before, and is well documented.
But just for you, I'll go through it one more time:
Yes, I won a GAD prize over a year ago now. It was one of the last posts I made on these forums for a while, as I discovered Planetarion about the same time, and consequently abandonded these boards to further my Planetarion (PA) career.
I returned here, many months later, during the break between round 4 and 5 in PA, as there was very little to do at the time (not meant as an insult, it's just a fact), and noted in my profile that I had won a GAD prize. After some light inquiries, the all knowing Meka Dragon informed me that I won the prize with pretty much my last post, in a PCs versus consoles thread. This now being about 6-7 months after winning the prize, i was no longer eligible to claim, and so I lost out.
I have, however, now quit PA for health reasons (sleep deprivation, lack of social life etc) and have more time for these boards. True to form, I have lost none of my natural ability, and with what was pretty much my return post, i won a second GAD prize, which I claimed swiftly, and greedily.
I fully intend to hang around here, giving you people the darker view of the gaming world, and promptly swallow up a greater proporttion of the GAD prizes than most of you could dream possible.
IB
> Now there`s a name I haven`t heard for a looonnng time...
>
> Insane Bartender, did you know you had a gameaday prize to claim about
> a year ago? You won, but then apparently disappeared, and it soon fell
> of the list of still to claim prizes, and I`m guessing it can no
> longer be claimed.
>
> What happenend?
What happened with that has been explained before, and is well documented.
But just for you, I'll go through it one more time:
Yes, I won a GAD prize over a year ago now. It was one of the last posts I made on these forums for a while, as I discovered Planetarion about the same time, and consequently abandonded these boards to further my Planetarion (PA) career.
I returned here, many months later, during the break between round 4 and 5 in PA, as there was very little to do at the time (not meant as an insult, it's just a fact), and noted in my profile that I had won a GAD prize. After some light inquiries, the all knowing Meka Dragon informed me that I won the prize with pretty much my last post, in a PCs versus consoles thread. This now being about 6-7 months after winning the prize, i was no longer eligible to claim, and so I lost out.
I have, however, now quit PA for health reasons (sleep deprivation, lack of social life etc) and have more time for these boards. True to form, I have lost none of my natural ability, and with what was pretty much my return post, i won a second GAD prize, which I claimed swiftly, and greedily.
I fully intend to hang around here, giving you people the darker view of the gaming world, and promptly swallow up a greater proporttion of the GAD prizes than most of you could dream possible.
IB
Now there`s a name I haven`t heard for a looonnng time...
Insane Bartender, did you know you had a gameaday prize to claim about a year ago? You won, but then apparently disappeared, and it soon fell of the list of still to claim prizes, and I`m guessing it can no longer be claimed.
What happenend?
Insane Bartender, did you know you had a gameaday prize to claim about a year ago? You won, but then apparently disappeared, and it soon fell of the list of still to claim prizes, and I`m guessing it can no longer be claimed.
What happenend?
Desert. That's the only real way to describe it.
Lots of desert. Lots of heat too. All heat, dry heat. Not your typical sunny holiday bathe in the sun humid heat. No. This was dry heat. Dry, desert, energy sapping, will sapping, life sapping heat.
The only other thing anywhere was whole lot of nothing.
Desert, heat and nothingness. One might almost expect some tumbleweed to go tumbling tumbling by. But no tumble weed tumbles by. Somewhere in the distance, a silouhette can be seen. Black, so black against the light sand, and the blue, blue sky. Slowly it comes forward. Black, rectangular, with an air of power, it slowly trundles forth across the desert.
As it comes closer, and the waves of heat from the burning hot sand dissipate around it, its shape can be made out clearer, crisper. Still it is black, rectangular, authoritative. Almost silently, it floated across the dune sea. Silent, deadly. As it passed by, the lettering "PS2" could be seen acroos the top. This was not some non-descript floating rectangle. The was the United Sony FleetShip PS2, the Flagships of Sonys mighty armada, and it was on a mission.
The PS2, being the mightiest creation ever to come from the Sony R&D shipyards, feared no man. But the crew of USF PS2 knew, that there was something out there waiting for them, and it wasn't any man.
Suddenly, from within, alarm klaxons could be heard screaming. The sensors had picked something up. The radar crew didn't have to look to see what it was, they already knew. It was the MS X-Box. A prototype from the Bill Gates Majestary Shipyards, the X-Box was rumoured to be even more advanced than the PS2 itself. Everyone aboard hoped it wasn't true. They hoped, they prayed. They prayed because it was their mission to show Microsoft who ruled the hardware market, it was their job to blow the X-Box away, before it was allowed the chance to the become dominant attack ship on the market.
Nothing was even said, the PS2 blindly set course for the X-Box's position - flank speed. They could also tell clearly, that the X-Box had seen them, and had mirrored a collision course.
faster, faster, the gap closed. The PS2 charged it's matter cannon, and aimed at the sleek box headed towards them. The gunner thought momentarilly about the X he had seen in the blueprints for this thing. The clear X shape, with a green centre that seemed almost alien in design.
Was it alien? It certainly boasted technology beyond anything Sony had produced. Was this entire mission a conspiracy?
No time for such thoughts. Range was in, and so too was the order to fire. The PS2 let rip with it's awesome matter cannon. Moving at speed, the X-Box had no time to react at this range. The matter cannon fire hit it dead on, causing an enormous outlet of blue energy. nothing could be seen for a few moments, just desert sand, and blue, harsh wind. The PS2 could do nothing but wait. Wait for the cloud to dissipate. Wait to see if what they had was enough to win.
The cloud began to clear, and there, where it had been before, was the X-Box. Not moving, but looking completely unscathed.
Through fear, the crew of the PS2 could do nothing but stare in awe. Still the X-Box didn't move. It just sat there, though it were triumphant without having fired a shot.
"fire again!" came the command at last. the gunner had no need to take aim, the Box hadn't moved, and was still centred in his sights. He prepped a second round from the matter cannon, and was ready to fire again.
BOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!!
The X-Box, silent for so long, finally let rip with its formidable arsenal. Round after stunningly powerful round pumped out of the Box, into the PS2! "return fire! or we'll all die!!!" the route to survival was clear - kill the Box before it killed you. The return fire came - BANG - into the seemingly invulnerable X-Box. The two exchanged blows, dancing around eachother like Olympic skaters, trading blows like medieval warriors. Victory was beginning to seen a lost cause for the PS2. The X-Box was not invulnerable, it limpe now, at possibly half it's original pace, and firing only once every 10-15 seconds, as opposed to 2 rounds a second before. But the PS2 was almost a wreck. Almost all power gone, and what was left being channelled directly into the matter cannon, the PS2 couldn't dodge, and took every blow the Box had to offer. The PS2 was losing, but it was going to inflict as much damage as possible on the way down.
"BANG!!"
"BOOOOM!!"
The X-Box, suddenly and without warning, suddenly stopped the dance. It became as immobile as the PS2. Damaged by unneringly accurate blows from the PS2, it's resilience was gone. What was to happen now? Would the two merely go blow to blow until one or the other was finished? It seemed both captains were seriously considering their next move, possibly the last move they wouls ever choose to make. whatever happened next would decide the future.
Then, without warning, the X-Box exploded like a giga-flare. the crew of the PS2 were almost blinded by the enormity of the explosion. Had they ruptured some vital power component? Had the X-Box crew self-destructed their vessel to ensure it didn't fall into Sony hands?
There appeared to be one answer to all these questions. That answer came in from above the PS2. Black as night, and cubed like a Borg Vessel from Star Trek, an unknown ship came in from the blue, blue skies. As it came closer, The PS2 crew could clearly see the Nintendo markings.
No! It couldn't be - It was the GameCube. But that was impossible. It wasn't even supposed to be out of docks yet. Suddenly with the clarity of an epiphany, the captain of the PS2 put it all together.
Nintendo knew. They knew it all. They had somehow tapped Sony comms, and known of PS2's orders. Had known that the confrontation would take place. Following the PS2, the Cube had simply waited for the battle to draw out it's natural conclusion, and had come in to clear up whatever remained.
The genius of it all struck the Ps2 captain like a blow to the chest. The encounter between the X-Box over, and MSN's prototype not returning, MicroSoft would naturally believe that Sony had bettered them. Sony, at the same time, would be convinced that their flagship had fallen. With no-one knowing anything more than the Cube still being prepped for launch, no-one would believe it could have had a hand in any of it. It was perfectly timed. So clever, so well put together, so Nintendo.
They had done it, they had done it again.
Even as this realisation came to the captain, he also knew there was nothing he could do. there was no time to run - even if they could. no time to surrender, no time to fight back, no time to do anything - except die.
A beam of blue death came down from the Cube, and the PS2 captain smiled, ust before his beautiful ship was destroyed. Nintendo had fooled them all, and done it so well.
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM
Lots of desert. Lots of heat too. All heat, dry heat. Not your typical sunny holiday bathe in the sun humid heat. No. This was dry heat. Dry, desert, energy sapping, will sapping, life sapping heat.
The only other thing anywhere was whole lot of nothing.
Desert, heat and nothingness. One might almost expect some tumbleweed to go tumbling tumbling by. But no tumble weed tumbles by. Somewhere in the distance, a silouhette can be seen. Black, so black against the light sand, and the blue, blue sky. Slowly it comes forward. Black, rectangular, with an air of power, it slowly trundles forth across the desert.
As it comes closer, and the waves of heat from the burning hot sand dissipate around it, its shape can be made out clearer, crisper. Still it is black, rectangular, authoritative. Almost silently, it floated across the dune sea. Silent, deadly. As it passed by, the lettering "PS2" could be seen acroos the top. This was not some non-descript floating rectangle. The was the United Sony FleetShip PS2, the Flagships of Sonys mighty armada, and it was on a mission.
The PS2, being the mightiest creation ever to come from the Sony R&D shipyards, feared no man. But the crew of USF PS2 knew, that there was something out there waiting for them, and it wasn't any man.
Suddenly, from within, alarm klaxons could be heard screaming. The sensors had picked something up. The radar crew didn't have to look to see what it was, they already knew. It was the MS X-Box. A prototype from the Bill Gates Majestary Shipyards, the X-Box was rumoured to be even more advanced than the PS2 itself. Everyone aboard hoped it wasn't true. They hoped, they prayed. They prayed because it was their mission to show Microsoft who ruled the hardware market, it was their job to blow the X-Box away, before it was allowed the chance to the become dominant attack ship on the market.
Nothing was even said, the PS2 blindly set course for the X-Box's position - flank speed. They could also tell clearly, that the X-Box had seen them, and had mirrored a collision course.
faster, faster, the gap closed. The PS2 charged it's matter cannon, and aimed at the sleek box headed towards them. The gunner thought momentarilly about the X he had seen in the blueprints for this thing. The clear X shape, with a green centre that seemed almost alien in design.
Was it alien? It certainly boasted technology beyond anything Sony had produced. Was this entire mission a conspiracy?
No time for such thoughts. Range was in, and so too was the order to fire. The PS2 let rip with it's awesome matter cannon. Moving at speed, the X-Box had no time to react at this range. The matter cannon fire hit it dead on, causing an enormous outlet of blue energy. nothing could be seen for a few moments, just desert sand, and blue, harsh wind. The PS2 could do nothing but wait. Wait for the cloud to dissipate. Wait to see if what they had was enough to win.
The cloud began to clear, and there, where it had been before, was the X-Box. Not moving, but looking completely unscathed.
Through fear, the crew of the PS2 could do nothing but stare in awe. Still the X-Box didn't move. It just sat there, though it were triumphant without having fired a shot.
"fire again!" came the command at last. the gunner had no need to take aim, the Box hadn't moved, and was still centred in his sights. He prepped a second round from the matter cannon, and was ready to fire again.
BOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!!
The X-Box, silent for so long, finally let rip with its formidable arsenal. Round after stunningly powerful round pumped out of the Box, into the PS2! "return fire! or we'll all die!!!" the route to survival was clear - kill the Box before it killed you. The return fire came - BANG - into the seemingly invulnerable X-Box. The two exchanged blows, dancing around eachother like Olympic skaters, trading blows like medieval warriors. Victory was beginning to seen a lost cause for the PS2. The X-Box was not invulnerable, it limpe now, at possibly half it's original pace, and firing only once every 10-15 seconds, as opposed to 2 rounds a second before. But the PS2 was almost a wreck. Almost all power gone, and what was left being channelled directly into the matter cannon, the PS2 couldn't dodge, and took every blow the Box had to offer. The PS2 was losing, but it was going to inflict as much damage as possible on the way down.
"BANG!!"
"BOOOOM!!"
The X-Box, suddenly and without warning, suddenly stopped the dance. It became as immobile as the PS2. Damaged by unneringly accurate blows from the PS2, it's resilience was gone. What was to happen now? Would the two merely go blow to blow until one or the other was finished? It seemed both captains were seriously considering their next move, possibly the last move they wouls ever choose to make. whatever happened next would decide the future.
Then, without warning, the X-Box exploded like a giga-flare. the crew of the PS2 were almost blinded by the enormity of the explosion. Had they ruptured some vital power component? Had the X-Box crew self-destructed their vessel to ensure it didn't fall into Sony hands?
There appeared to be one answer to all these questions. That answer came in from above the PS2. Black as night, and cubed like a Borg Vessel from Star Trek, an unknown ship came in from the blue, blue skies. As it came closer, The PS2 crew could clearly see the Nintendo markings.
No! It couldn't be - It was the GameCube. But that was impossible. It wasn't even supposed to be out of docks yet. Suddenly with the clarity of an epiphany, the captain of the PS2 put it all together.
Nintendo knew. They knew it all. They had somehow tapped Sony comms, and known of PS2's orders. Had known that the confrontation would take place. Following the PS2, the Cube had simply waited for the battle to draw out it's natural conclusion, and had come in to clear up whatever remained.
The genius of it all struck the Ps2 captain like a blow to the chest. The encounter between the X-Box over, and MSN's prototype not returning, MicroSoft would naturally believe that Sony had bettered them. Sony, at the same time, would be convinced that their flagship had fallen. With no-one knowing anything more than the Cube still being prepped for launch, no-one would believe it could have had a hand in any of it. It was perfectly timed. So clever, so well put together, so Nintendo.
They had done it, they had done it again.
Even as this realisation came to the captain, he also knew there was nothing he could do. there was no time to run - even if they could. no time to surrender, no time to fight back, no time to do anything - except die.
A beam of blue death came down from the Cube, and the PS2 captain smiled, ust before his beautiful ship was destroyed. Nintendo had fooled them all, and done it so well.
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