Mar 15, 2007 15:18
Chapter One: The Omega Strain: Part 2.
The space gorilla was fighting a war even he could not win. The space lesbo's from Centuri Omega 3 had laid waste to the once peaceful gorilla planet, and now where there was once beauty, only slavery and death survived.
"Chum Chi...water....argh...."
The voice was familiar. It was Galaga-er the leader of the space gorilla tribe. He was badly injured, near death. The smooth grey gorilla fur of the leader was coved in the green glowing blood of a space lesbo.
"It's ok, I got you. You need to rest." The space gorilla lifted his leader from the rubble of what was once a church, the leader was missing both of his legs.
"We can communicate through gorilla brain waves. Save your energy."
A low hum could be heared as the two space gorilla's communicated. If you had been on that battlefeild you would have felt the force of their combined energy, pulling on you like a young space gorilla child striving for moon snacks.
"Last son of our home world...you must find the children...the power to stop these intergalactic worms lies within them...in their hearts."
"Leader I do not understand. The children? They have all been taken as slaves to the space lesbo home planet. What can I do? I am a simple space gorilla...and a farmer at that...isn't there another way?"
"NO! You are the chosen one. The high council predicted that you were the hero we have been waiting for...now is the time.....the time of the space gorilla....gurgle....."
"LEADER!!!!!!!!"
"There is no time...my life force will soon fade. There is a rocket buried deep beneath the city. You can access...cough...gurgle.....beneath.....shavon....I love you..."
"NOOOOOOO!"
With those last words the leader turned into a pile of jelly, leaving the space gorilla to wonder, where was that ship?
To be continued...
space gorillas,
realism