A game it shall be! The last one to reply, 2011 edition!

Oh no you don't Firestorm....

*makes a trail of dog cookies to a empty shack, places on the table a present in the form of a huge bone.*

Victory shall be mine!

*sneaks past Kotie, eats the doggie buscuits, and rushes off, laughing as he wins without anyone realizing it*

*is dumbstruck and can't believe it, for what he sees, as a gray wolf is sneaking by, including that he is eating the buscuits he laid out to that shack, to give him a very decent lead.*

Uhm... where did you came from?

*goes to play catchup to the leader*

Oh by the way the original Stewie is waiting for ya on the finish line Zeroki. He came back from his trip into space!

*is sitting to the sidelines, watching and eating popcorn*

*zooms past Fauna and steals some of her popcorn*

Haha. Welcome back Sabby. :p Just in time for me to win.

*Finds himself suddenly on board of a fighter airplane, without having a clue on how he got there. Begins to familiarize himself with the controls. Taking the plane to its cruising altitude.*


Uhm, Saber, dear..... I think that Firestorm shall find a way to penetrate the armour. He is full of tricks, so don't underestimate him.

(officially this plane has one seat, so there must be another one installed.)

Indeed I am Kotie!

Let's see what's in my patented bag-o'-tricks!

*starts searching through the apparently innocuous carpet bag*

Hm.... no... not that.... definitely don't need that... Oohh... Here we go!

*pulls out a personal transporter, courtesy of Starfleet, and a small, personal phase-cloak device*

One of these should do the trick. Think I'll try the transporter first.

*pushes the button and disappears, constituent molecules broken down into energy... only to reappear onboad the plane.*

Now to figure out how to bring this thing down.

Hm... That didn't work.



Nope. Doggy slobber didn't short it out.

*continues to think up ways to bring it down, but stays in the lead in the meantime*

Hahahaha! When is that bag of yours going to wear down, or is tear down proof?

*Is still flying at cruising speed with Saber in the backseat towards the finish. Making a right handed barrel roll , to show off a bit.*

*Just after finishing the roll he spots a warning light on the panel* Saber, i think we got a problem, a red light just went on. Can you run a system check?

*Takes the plane out of its cruising altitude and speed, while trying to sort out what went wrong. Looking left and right for any visible damage to the plane ,but sees non. Still team SaberWolf is in the lead with an unsuspected guest in the fuselage of the said plane, when another light went up.* Another one just went on.

((Uhhmm.... isn't that phase cloak highly illegal, Firestorm. Or did your department got clearance to use it?))

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Hahahaha! When is that bag of yours going to wear down, or is tear down proof?

*Is still flying at cruising speed with Saber in the backseat towards the finish. Making a right handed barrel roll , to show off a bit.*

*Just after finishing the roll he spots a warning light on the panel* Saber, i think we got a problem, a red light just went on. Can you run a system check?

*Takes the plane out of its cruising altitude and speed, while trying to sort out what went wrong. Looking left and right for any visible damage to the plane ,but sees non. Still team SaberWolf is in the lead with an unsuspected guest in the fuselage of the said plane, when another light went up.* Another one just went on.

((Uhhmm.... isn't that phase cloak highly illegal, Firestorm. Or did your department got clearance to use it?))

"Yeah Kotie I'm on it! **growls loudly a bit to her self at this interference, pull out her 9x18mm Russian Makarov pistol, not that she intends to use it, backseat, puts the aircraft in a locked cruise flight control, making sure Dale cannot mess with the controls.. goes to the back of the aircraft looking quite fierce/annoyed at this..** "Kotie I'm right here the plane is auto fixing anything Dale has tried, Oh Dale I hope you have wings?? XD, cause at this flight altitude you'll need them, were at 35,800 feet at mach .92 its gonna be cold and windy as its -70F out..... **opens side panel, then pushes a red button, ejecting him 3000 feet away from the aircraft, seeing Dale fly out, now the door shuts back up.... "Ok Kotie, thats done for now here we go, back to where we were", Kisses him sweetly and nuzzling him a bit, *** " Ok Kotie you have the ship, take over, it will automatically go back to you as it knows our/your signature, ***Then puts up a specialized Anti-Beam up shield blocking any further attempts** "See Kotie, I can handle things, after all were a team, you were awesome holding Dale back, as I did my ejection of him from our plane! Nice work sweetness! **kisses Kotie** As they fly off climbing to flight cruise and a mach velocity of 5.72[b]


The M777 God Of War~ (4) On board this plane and can be deployed for use on board it!

Mwahaha. Sabby, you should know it's not that easy to get rid of me! :p *uses his personal transport to land on one of the wings, pulls some mag-grav boots from his bag and slips them on, using them to hold him easily in place.

Mwahahahaha!!!!

*searches through his bags and releases a few buzz droids to start pulling out key parts on the plane... not enough to really destroy it, but enough to force it to land*

Sorry! XD

*calls for his captain's yacht and zooms off at full impulse*

*Glares for a couple of seconds to the hand gun, flicking an ear, like there is something buzzing by it. Returns to face the front to keep the plane steady, seeing suddenly that a few dials starts to move from the right to left*

Uuhhh ooohhh.....

*taps a few times against the glass of it and the dials stop moving, only to not to move back. In that time Saber returned to the cockpit, returning a short nuzzle*

Roger that, Saber... *deactivates autopilot with his signature* While you where back there, we lost a quarter of fuel in both tanks. Anyway, what did you found and did with it?

*Only there was no time for an answer of Saber, as he saw in the mirrrors of the cockpit that there was something on one of the wings. Looking over his shoulder to said wing he snarled out loud* YOU!!!!. Hang on Saber!

*taking the flight stick he stats to shake the plane to the left and right. Still seeing that the person is glued to the wing, he goes over to a drastic maneuver.... for flying upside down!*

*secretly reacts to all this as Saber goes through her overcomplicated methods*

Hm... where did I put that? *searches through his bag, pulls out statues and tools ad infinitum.

Ah! Here it is!

*pulls out a portal gun and uses it to make himself a stable wormhole, jumps through just as everything explodes.*

Now then... where to go next.

*calls in a shuttlecraft and zooms off toward the finish line at warp 1, starting at the lowest point.



That's my portal gun, incidentally. Took it from Aperture Science before they closed down.

*takes the card from Saber, frowning to her, then puts it in the slot after finding it on the control panel. On the growling Saber, all of his fur stands up, from top to bottom, ears lowered. Keeping the plane steady, not paying attention to her affection towards him, as he has other things on his mind right now.*

*Is wondering the same thing why Saber went berserk and goes to do allot of things. Meanwhile he flips the plane to the right side up, dodging debris. Seeing strange statues being pulled out of Firestom's bag, followed by other things.* How huge is that bag?

*seeing him creating a wormhole, with a weapon of unknown origin* What... you gotta be kiddin' me.

*checks quickly, while moving with his paw around over the controls, to find something of usefllness of warp drive. only not finding it.* Drats.... *sighs sadly* And just now that my Admiral runabout has a mayor refit and no other Federation vessel is near for support.

*Fires desperately a couple of Photon torpedoes in the direction of the wor* mhole, hoping that they get though of it, disabling what is there. Again returning no affection to Saber as she return from her berserkness.* Everything ok dear?

Sounds like he is more of your ex then a common friend. *replied jokingly*

*Turning around on her thinking* and that is...? Well that sounds very attractive, but what about this race?

*Like there is no way to talk her out of the idea, Kotie sends a low Federation signal on a channel only to be used by admirals, to Firestorm for a cease fire and to meet at these coordinates.*

*lays in the coordinates to said place, flying on autopilot to it, relaxing too with his arms and paws behind his head.*

*An hour later landing at the island, gets out, and helps his co-pilot out. *

You go ahead Saber. i will wait till you are done, ((don't want to make this thread a pg13+ got younges too... even if this island if totally secure.))

*after all is done, the wolf flops down on in the sand, drawing with a paw/claw a finish line with the words "We won!! signed Kotie and Saber"

*watches sun setting down into the ocean* My best vacation ever!

*takes a look at the two huts, then to Saber, trying not to think about something.* *Clears throat* Uhm... I think it is more wise that i take the smaller one.

*Wonders where the heck Firestorm is, and if he had gotten his message*

*looks at he food, sniffing in the scents of it.* AAhhh that smells great, but where are just missing one tiny thing.

*gets up and walks to the plane. searching for the items he needs. After a short search in a few small compartments, he pulls out a bottle of red wine from a good year, and two wine glasses, turns around and shows it * Our date, dinner is not complete with this!

*Walks back to the table, putting down the wine glasses at where are gonna eat, pops the cork, then poors in a bit for each of them.*

*Holding his glass high.* To our race win!

*Sniffs the whine and takes a small sip, letting the juice roll over his tongue before swallowing it.*

**appears infront vof Saber & Kotie** Hi guys, hope you dont mind my joining,

**Sits by Saber, relaxing in the island air**

**surprised look on my face *** Uhhhmm hi mom, wow wasnt expecting you

***gets up looking at Kotie sweetly signalling him to help out, leopardess ears crossed timidly, gets her mom a plate of food and some white Chardonnay wine PDQ ***

Well welcome to our uhhm dinner/race break! **see's her pontune turboprop Beech KingAir 350C parked next to the XP-67***