SPACE OLYMPICS FINAL DAY

[theyear3022]

SPACE OLYMPICS
DAY 4
Around three in the morning, the space station is rocked by an explosion. And if that wasn't enough to wake you up, maybe the blaring alarms and sounds of ray-gun fire will do it. Your friendly neighborhood Olympic coordinator is on the intercom within a few seconds with an urgent announcement.

"Welcome to your Space Olympics! Uh, all the oxygen has run out, and someone who will not be named may have accidentally hit self-destruct. Please file to your escape pods while I distract the alien hordes. Oh, god, we're all gonna die, and I know my sins will take me to hell. Help me, Baby Space Jesus!"

The message ends with the sound of aliens taking the control room. So much for the sports - it's time to abandon ship!

[Note: Anyone "killed" during this section, whether vaporized by ray-gun or taken down by sporting equipment, will disappear from the station and reappear at a random location in the castle, unharmed.]

THE INVASION
ESCAPE PODS
THE END [TBA]
OOC: Info Post | Roster | Day 1 | Day 2 | Day 3 | Day 4

Comments

[whichwayyoulean]

[There's some screaming...until the Once-ler realises it's being polite and...waaaait]

Do I...know you?

[theabjectauthor]

I wouldn't imagine so, but since we are offering introductions, I am Pontificate Cadet Monty Kensickle, and I'm afraid it's my duty as Head Usher to ask you ...

You wouldn't happen to know the way to the command center, would you?

[whichwayyoulean]

[The Once-ler continues to stare, before wordlessly pointing the way.

...Wow he should so never be in any wars]