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4I Falcon

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Feb 28, 2003, 01:13 PM
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I'm not quite sure where I'd be able to put them, Acid. The spots seem to have pretty well filled up. If I do find an opening, I'll be sure to put Electrik there. I'm not sure how in the name of cheese I'd be able to use Foo, and I don't know enough about Phish to be able to use him properly.

In any case, here's Chapter 16 for you. Enjoy.

Chapter 16: Countdown

Considering the Neon moved at least twice as fast as any rabbit could run, they reached the hidden hangar in about seven minutes, roughly half of Acid’s predicted time. Wizard actually passed the entrance to the hangar before Acid told him to stop, whereupon Wizard slowed the Neon to a standstill, quickly forestalling himself from attempting a sideways slide. Acid reached up to his left ear, where he pressed down on one of his two ear studs.
Suddenly, a large portion of the ground shifted, near to the Neon. As the grassy area where the ground used to be moved to one side, a large, square tunnel replaced it, which appeared to channel deep into the ground. The tunnel immediately lit up as Wizard dove into it, and Jack, closely following the Neon, didn’t need to look back to know that the secret entrance had closed behind him.
The tunnel seemed to continue underground for at least a mile before they reached a larger, open area. Wizard slowed the Neon to a stop again, and took a look around. They were in a relatively small, dome-shaped cavern, with metal walls curving upwards towards the apex of the dome. A few vehicles lined the far wall, opposite the entrance from the tunnel, which included a few ATVs, a heavily armed truck, a superbike (or a combination of three bikes, which is what it appeared to be), and even a medium-sized, armed flying machine. Apparently, Acid had constructed considerably more than just the Hybrid Corsair, as the contents of the main room showed.
Wizard slid the top panel back, and opened the pods on either side of the Neon’s main body, allowing the other rabbits to get out. As soon as he had vaulted out of the slightly confined space in the Neon, Acid walked over to the far right of the room, and pressed in a few buttons on a keypad on the wall, as Wizard deftly moved the Neon into a parked position alongside the other vehicles in the hangar.
As Acid hit one last button, with an air of finality, a section of the curved wall receded sideways, disappearing from view. Where it had opened, the rabbits could see a passageway extending for a short distance, then making a sharp turn to the left. Acid stepped one pace backwards, and gestured that they should enter. As they did, the mouth of the entrance tunnel slid shut, and quickly became just another part of the curved dome wall.
Acid quickly consulted a map of the base on the left wall of the passageway, seemingly assuring himself that he knew where he was going. He traced a path on the map, nodded once to himself, and then pointed in the direction they were going.
A short distance and a few twists and turns later, they came to what appeared to be a control room. It was small and rectangular, only allowing just enough room for all nine rabbits to crowd in, and a panel of controls lined the side of the room opposite to the doorway. After scanning the long panel, Acid came to what he was looking for, and pressed two buttons rapidly in sequence.
A large part of the wall in front of the control panel seemed to open, revealing a window into the room behind the wall. Two doors on either side of the panel opened as well, permitting access to yet another two passageways, which obviously led to the opposite room.
The space on the other side of the wall was obviously not just another room. It was a huge hangar, in which a large black ship rested, with its starboard side facing them. Along the side of the nose of the ship were the words “Hybrid Corsair” written in silvery, stencil-esque typeface. It was enormous, almost fifty metres long, and half again as wide. Two tubular pipes led from the lower half of the ship to the upper half. The entire ship sported at least ten proportionally massive cannons interspersed around the ship’s body, from small pairs of minicannons on each long wingtip, to four wider pulse cannons along the middle of the ship: two near the nose, and another two between the wings. There were four, possibly more, engines on the back of the ship, accompanied by a strange, snub claw-like object protruding from the high center of the back of the ship.
Jack’s jaw dropped in awe at the enormity of the ship. Firefox was simply lost for words. Neither of them could believe that this one rabbit had created so much. Wizard stared at the ship, then to Acid, and back to the ship. “You... you made this? All of it?”
“With a little help, yes,” Acid replied. Before any of the others had time to ask him what he meant by this statement, he ushered them through the two tunnels. “Come on, let’s go! I want to try this thing!”
Jack stopped in his tracks. He slowly turned around to face Acid. “You mean you’ve… never flown this ship before?”
“Bah, how hard can it be? I built it, remember? It shouldn’t be all that hard to recall where I put what… um, anyway, get on in!”
Jack, although not appeased by Acid’s oblique lack of knowledge as to his own ship, made his way through one of the tunnels connecting the control room to the Hybrid Corsair.
Once inside, Jack looked around, noticing the others in a similar state of awe. The inside of the Corsair looked even larger than its outside, and everything seemed to be made of metal: the floors, the walls, the ceilings, the doors, and the various controls dotting the walls. A small light, next to the door Jack had just entered, switched from red to green as the door closed behind him.
The hallway that Jack, Firefox, Lori, and Spaz had entered, after they had all taken the same tunnel, only went two ways: left and right. Jack looked both ways, trying to decide which direction to take down the hall, when Firefox tapped him on the shoulder. Jack turned around, and Firefox pointed down the hall to his right, indicating Lori and Spaz’s retreating backs. They both immediately took to a jog after the two Jackrabbits, hailing them to wait up.
When the four had regrouped a short way down the hall, Firefox couldn’t help but wonder how Lori knew where she was going. “So how do you know we’re going the right way?”
“Well, Acid never told us where to go upon entering the ship. I’m guessing we go to the cockpit, because that’s most likely where we can find him. Like he said, he built this ship, so he knows his way around better than all of us put together.”
Jack mumbled something under his breath, but none of the others caught it. He grinned.
They continued at a relatively rapid pace toward the nose of the ship. Jack was almost sure they were slowly going in circles, but they soon ended up in an area that befit the designation of cockpit. Acid had already taken the pilot’s seat at the front side of the cockpit, and Jazz, Headcheese, Blaze, and Wizard occupied four other seats around the periphery of the room.
Acid spun around in his pilot’s chair, nearly falling out in the process, and glanced at them. “Ah, good, you’re here. Now then, if you would, please find a chair for each of yourselves...”
Jack plunked himself down in a chair near the back of the room; Spaz immediately pulled up a chair next to Headcheese; Firefox sat down near the front, not far from Acid; Lori chose a seat in the middle of the room, facing what appeared to be a holographic projection table.
Acid spun around again, so he was facing forward, and manipulated controls all over the panel in front of him. Various sounds emitted from the ship as its numerous parts moved to prepare for takeoff. “Ladies and gentlemen, welcome aboard the Hybrid Corsair. I’ll be your pilot for this evening, and it’ll be a nonstop flight from this hangar to that big satellite thingy in space that wants to kill us. We ask that you now take note of your nearest emergency exit, and observe that the No Smoking sign has been turned on. Now then, please buckle your seatbelt, keep your arms and legs inside the craft at all times, and enjoy your flight.”
There was one more click as Acid pushed a final button in front of him, and then a quiet roar sounded from below them. The seats vibrated slightly as the engine ignited beneath and behind them. Acid smiled as his ship’s engine burst to life. “OK, we will have liftoff in T-minus thirty, twenty-nine, twenty-eight, twenty-seven...”
He looked down at a screen in front of him, squinting, as if he had found something there that he was not expecting. “Hm. My watch is wrong.”
Everyone in the cockpit felt a sense of vertigo as the Corsair began to float upward, toward the slowly opening roof of the hangar. Light flooded into the cockpit as the ship rose above the Carrotan surface. The feeling of slightly increased gravity on the occupants of the ship disappeared as the Corsair stopped rising, and hovered still, about ten feet above the ground.
Acid glanced over his shoulder, at the eight rabbits behind him. Turning back again, he looked out at the sky above, all ready to put his great ship into orbit. He smiled devilishly.
“Hold on to your arses, arse-holders, ‘cause it’s go-time! Hoo-ha!
The rabbits inside scarcely had time to blink before the Corsair blasted its engines, sending it flying with at least twice the speed of sound behind their backs, and sending it on its way to begin the final stage of assault against Buster Tank and the Eschaton.

For some reason I didn't like how I put this chapter together as much as the other chapters.

Chapter 17 will be updated sometime. And by "updated sometime" I don't mean "ignored indefinitely", so you can expect an update probably within the next two months.

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Last edited by 4I Falcon; Mar 24, 2003 at 12:39 PM.