The Gog-lair
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Deep in outer space, a rather large asteroid floats past your viewpoint. It is labeled in green spraypaint:
The Gog-lair
And then another smaller sign that said:
Where the greatest things of the universe are made... Tomorrow.
On the far side of the asteroid, a large opening leads into the interior of the lair.
A voice protrudes from the hole. "Bring me... Batter-eas. I need these batter-eas. I hear that these hyoo-mans' most powerful inventions run on these things. If I can get my hands on some, well, consider the world out-of-business." The voice, although not warm, is not evil either. You might say it is expressionless.
Outside the hole, a green lump with two eyes sticking from it nods quickly, then propels itself backwards, towards the earth. It is clearly scared. Of what? Maybe of the fearful thought that it might come back empty-handed to it's owner.
Back inside the asteroid, the voice rumbles once again. "It is time for world takeover. Geeks must be ruled." The sound of thinking drifted Loudly through the hole. "The easiest way is through the things that these geeks love best..."
"Their precious devices."
The Gog-lair
And then another smaller sign that said:
Where the greatest things of the universe are made... Tomorrow.
On the far side of the asteroid, a large opening leads into the interior of the lair.
A voice protrudes from the hole. "Bring me... Batter-eas. I need these batter-eas. I hear that these hyoo-mans' most powerful inventions run on these things. If I can get my hands on some, well, consider the world out-of-business." The voice, although not warm, is not evil either. You might say it is expressionless.
Outside the hole, a green lump with two eyes sticking from it nods quickly, then propels itself backwards, towards the earth. It is clearly scared. Of what? Maybe of the fearful thought that it might come back empty-handed to it's owner.
Back inside the asteroid, the voice rumbles once again. "It is time for world takeover. Geeks must be ruled." The sound of thinking drifted Loudly through the hole. "The easiest way is through the things that these geeks love best..."
"Their precious devices."
Comments
I have finally motivated myself to eat. Space rocks are good, but they just don't agree with my delicate alien stomach. I sent another messenger to earth to get a gyro for me. He should be back any year now.
A messenger has come to me from earth with my precious Batter-eas. I have no idea of what they do, but I don't show that. Otherwise my reign of power in outer-space would be done. Gone in a millisecond.
Another messenger has suggested getting a Kompoo-ter for my Batter-eas. I decided to send him on this mission. Will it work?
Anyways, I must continue shouting at my messengers before I decide to become too soft.
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