I am so sorry for being out so long, but this recent blasted war caused the entire internet network to shut down, there was no way to get online and I’ve tried every single one, connection was slow as fuck near midnight ( NG time ) as Joker will testify when I spoke to him, and then the whole thing shut down. Trust me I am very sorry for not being here but there was nothing on earth I could no matter how long I shouted at my ISP, and on a final note, I pray somebody comes over and makes Lebanon into one huge smoking bleeding hole. Now back to our usual broadcasts.
And so my friends, almost 300 days after I began with B/P, I finish all that B/P has to offer as reward. I will not quit a thing, but I will slow down to tend to my personal in this time of crisis for the nation. As well as for using my connections to get a few flash movies released. But know this, I will always be around, only a rocket hole through my pc would stop me. And now, what you’ve been actually waiting for, the second part of the story. Enjoy my friends, tonight is a night of cheap drinks and cheap women ( a man might be found for the few female users who whistle like crazy or are level 13 <_< ).
Phantom: The journey begins, Part 2 by Ghost_Phantom
Main plot Based off of “Chronicles of Riddick” – more info at www.thechroniclesofriddick.com . Random detail, my invention.
Part one in page 375
The new portal
Error stares into the empty eyes of Phantom, “perhaps you would care to accompany me to my ship? I have something I’m positive you will find of interest”. “I don’t walk with strangers” says Phantom as he tightens the grip of the blade in his arm, a woman from the crowd notices, wearing a tight outfit and hair of a business woman. Error notices his anger as well, “guards, seize him and see him to my main ship”. The woman interferes, “ Perhaps the breeder will come if only asked “ she says with an appealing voice approaching Phantom, not loosening his grip of the blade Phantom says “ it’s been a long time since I smelt a pretty woman “. The woman, later known by LKnight, smiles carefully and leads him to the ship calmly. Inside the massive structure Phantom looks around. He sees people going through the process of becoming purifiers and in front of him, a throne. Error steps up and asks Phantom to enter a round room, he does. The room is circular and in the center, another circle. He stands in the center as some electric magnetic field pins him to the floor, he resists yet pointlessly, 3 long metallic tubes slide out with what must have been prophets. They read his mind, he wouldn’t let them know it all, he hid the truth even from himself, the prophets report, a man of strength, Error asks for his origin, the prophets dig through his mind. The prophets shout out “A B/Per, a B/Per, Kill the B/Per! kill the Phantom! “ Error commends his men into the room to shoot Phantom, a Commander feels an unknown urge to help, he can’t resist, he presses the switch turning the oversized human magnet off. Phantom is lit with fury, rams his fist in one soldier’s face. Takes his weapon, and shoots the other, by the time more step in he has already taken shelter behind the traversing tubes. The fleeing fugitive now ran far off in the desert terrain. A Purifier ship was following him, but seconds later knocked down by a massive rocket, Phantom dodges to the side avoiding the fragments flying everywhere. He then finds himself facing the barrel of a gun.
Now aboard a rattling junk of a ship again Phantom is chained down in the back, BonusStage came up to him “ look at yourself, you are supposed to be some slick shit killer, and look at you now, all back of the bus and shit… Where should we get you? Who would pay the most for you, Mod-lounge?”. “Mod-lounge, 10 minutes outside every other day , Protein waffles aren’t bad.” Phantom mentions. “See? That’s what’s wrong with joints today, health clubs for waffle eating pussies. “Maybe at the admin moon? Nice little double max prison” “Admin moon, they keep a cell open, just in case I drop by.” Phantom calmly states. “How about we try a couple levels up? BS says. “What are you talking about?” asks a crew woman. “ He is talking about IP jail, only 3 of them left in the portals, 2 out of range for a shitty little Under Cutter like this with no legs. Leaving us with only one, Crematoria, that is, what you thinking about right BS? ”. “How come he knows where we are going and we don’t? “. “ Shut up and set the route” BS says not diverting his eyes from Phantom. “I hate this run…” the crew man mentions. Phantom says, “ I don’t know about your new crew BS, they seem a little skittish. Probably shouldn’t tell them what happened to the last crew”.
deep space
The crew was asleep, only Phantom awake… “Blammers, Purifiers, shit…I’ve never been this popular. I ought to bust out of these chains and cut open a couple arteries, but why drive when you get driven for, for now, I’ll sit, all back of the bus…”
Crematoria
A planet that had a sun rise of 700 degrees every 5 minutes, making sure a get away would be at best, a suicide. The Under cutter approached the jail’s closed landing strip, miscalculated the speed because they had to beat the upcoming sunrise, right before landing, BS mutters this line “ if I owned this place and hell, I’d rent this place out and live in hell “. Slamming the ship to a stop at the end of the strip, they get out and tie Phantom to the wagon, during the trip one of the crew-man sat on top of Phantom. During the bumpy ride small lamps bumped out from the low ceiling, Phantom times well and raises his knee a bit for a second, the crew man hit his head over the lamp at a speed of over 90. BS looks behind him seeing Phantom shrugging his shoulders as to what ever happened to the missing crew man. “4 way split! “ He shouts out to the remaining team. The ride soon ends, Phantom thinks “29.4 Kilometers…”,