The Mudcat Café TM
Thread #20576   Message #215392
Posted By: Lonesome EJ
21-Apr-00 - 12:03 AM
Thread Name: MudCat Tavern Enterprise Part 2
Subject: RE: MudCat Tavern Enterprise Part 2
"Captain Trid!" Cartoosh called,"come quickly, sir. I have fixed the destination co-ordinates for the Mudcat Enterprise. You may want to see this before you rashly board them." Trid flung a Venusian Harpoon, which he had pulled out of his dirty red Bantana, at the octo-ped, who anticipated such behavior and avoided the lance in a casual manner that only further inflamed the space outlaw."Rashly board them!? Is there something wrong with that?! Boarding is no fun at all unless done rashly, you scuttling tin tarantula!" Nevertheless, the Trid was curious, and approached the screen. "You see!" said Cartoosh," they are headed for the Crab, more specifically for an obscure planet called Tern. You have heard of it?" Billy scratched his doorknob of a head and then his purple eyes suddenly illuminated, and he began to sing

"For every EarthlingTern Tern TernWe have a new planetTern Tern TernAnd it's a great place for snorkels and umbrellas"

"Exactly! It's the supposed last holdout of the Terrans." Billy was in the dark again."Why," he said " would they be headed to the Crab Bottom, the veritable Sphincter of the Cosmos, with the flagship of the entire Mudcat Fleet?" Cartoosh wagged his mandibles in the Arachnoid version of a grin."They have a very special guest aboard.The Green Man. Bosquet?" Now the Trid was back in the game."Blackmarket Bosquet, the Song Smuggler? Last I heard of him he was peddling Neptunian Gas Music at the Flagellian Funk Festival." Cartoosh was enjoying himself. He always liked it when he knew more than Billy, which was nearly all of the time." Not any more," said the spider."Rumor is he's on the trail of the real stuff. The Sacred Songbook..."

"You mean...Bob?" Cartoosh's mandibles increased in activity."Not...Woody?" Cartoosh began to gyrate in place as he performed an Arachnoid ritual joy-dance which could be interpreted as "now you're cooking!" Billy was hopping on one of his three legs as well "Blind Willie!?"

The Trid guzzled another gargleblaster to steady his nerves, and then said in a low voice "stay cloaked...and follow them."