Captain Oinker grunted as she ran through her ship's pre-launch procedures. The scene her hull-cam showed her of the landing area was awash with locals frantically waving their arms to get her attention. She already cut their apologies short by turning off the audio feed. The computer prepped the darkmatter bomb for her as she set the target for the center of their planet. One trotter-shaped button press later and she could set course for the next planet on her list: Earth. Perhaps they haven't mistaken the ambassadors sent to them by the Porkucouncil as a food source like these primitives did. Perhaps she won't have to destroy their world...
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ah, bacon will finally have its revenge!!!
Okay this was 110 words. Sue me.
Doug said...
I love the story, but your choice of ordinance betrays your lack of military experience. Obviously a dark matter bomb is insufficient for a target of such magnitude. It would take an anti-matter bomb at a minimum. Amateurish mistake.
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