Kind of jumping in at the last minute here, so had to come up with something quick.... Anyway this week I'd like something.... RANDOM

"Where the hell did this one come from?" Katse growled. "The engineers, they wanted a functional design that decreased wind drag and increased fuel efficiency..." the trembling soldier started to explain. "Boooring!" Katse whined, twirling his slim, red-leather-clad fingers in the air. "It's just so... ugly! All boxy and grey and... no one's going to notice that!" "Well if no one notices it, it could do more damage..." "Nonsense!" Katse interrupted the man with a derisive snort. "When we arrive, I want everyone to sit up and take notice! Galactor's come to town, and with them, your doom! Hey, that's kind of catchy, don't you think? Maybe I should put it to music..." The Galactor Leader drifted off for a moment, lost in thought. "Uh, Sire... the engineers said that this was the best design they could come up with. If you want something else..." "I know, I know." Katse sighed heavily, annoyed at being broken away from his pleasant daydream. "Okay. Execute them all and find replacements." "But who will design the mecha? That takes a certain level of experience..." the soldier nearly wet his pants with fear, but someone had to say these things. He was loyal enough to Galactor to risk sticking his neck out in this manner. "You have a good point." Katse grimaced. "All right, I had been hoping to save this until later, but I guess I'll have to bring it out now, since everyone's imaginations are so limited." Reluctantly, he pulled a small tablet device out of his cape. "What is it, Sire?" the soldier breathed uncertainly. "It's a random mecha design generator." Katse explained. "Press the button, it will create a mecha and then you'll build it." "It will?" Tentatively the soldier pressed the button. He frowned, then pressed it again. And again. "So, what did it come up with?" Katse snapped impatiently. "Uh... a mole mecha that can't be in the sun, a jumbo shakora shrimp with detachable jets that have severley limted fuel tanks, and a rotating head Bhudda man that requires an experimental ISO weapon for use." "Ooh, I like that last one!" Katse chortled with glee. "Let's do that!" "As you command, Sire." the soldier replied, bowing. There was no more to be accomplished today.

Well, THAT explains a lot!

Originally posted by ElectricWhite Well, THAT explains a lot!

Well ... it surely does! No wonder the existence of so many peculiar mechas! Since they were chosen so randomly!

TJ, as has been said, and exactly what I was thinking as I read ... it explains everything, mecha related anyways.

Well it's much more believable than the thought of someone in Galactor deliberately designing thier mechas!!

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And I wonder what it is? Maybe it's the app for Katse's random mecha generator?

Yep, KT ... you really let our minds rolling there! Such a good use of the prompt! It's true how much things one can encounter, which at the end attracts our attention more than expected, when we do a random search! That happens to me a lot!

TJ: *snicker* So THAT's how those things got made! KT: Wonder what they found ... since Ken wants to send it to Nambu I assume it's not too tongue-in-cheek

KT: I'm curious, too! Okay, here's my little bit.... ========== Katse bowed low as he stood in the chamber in which he communed with Sosai X. "Why are you here, Katse?" "Wondrous Leader," Katse replied, "I must discuss the latest developments of Codename: Random with you." "Ah, yes!" Sosai's voice was full of pride. "He is an incredible creation! He has been alive for such a short time, yet his innate talent for keeping those who defy me off balance surpasses your achievements! Soon the world will be begging for mercy as they surrender!" "I'm afraid Random has taken to attacking Galactor as well as the ISO." "Jealousy does not behoove you, Katse." "No, Leader. I only tell you this because Random has decreed that he can't be truly random unless everyone is a potential target." There was a small exploding sound, and a brown sludge oozed down the wall surrounding Sosai X. A moment later, Katse covered his nose and mouth with his hand as the stench reached him. "Katse," the Leader growled, "dispose of Codename: Random in any way you wish!"

TJ: It all makes sense now! KT: Sounds serious ... EW: I have a funny feeling that I *really* don't want to know what the stinky brown sludge consists of ...

Katse certainly knows how to take down his opponents!

What a great start to the weekly prompt! TJ -- Now BOTP makes much more sense than before! KT -- yeah, strange what random searches can come up with...tell us more! EW: Now I have an idea: maybe they put "Random" in the search engine in KT's story, and came up with Codename Random, eh?

Lol, that's not a bad idea, DT, but what they came up with in the search will depend on future prompts.....

Originally posted by KT1972 Lol, that's not a bad idea, DT, but what they came up with in the search will depend on future prompts.....

So if the next prompt is 'porn'....

Can you really see Ken ordering any teammate to e-mail pornsites to Nambu???? just imagine the look on his face when he opens the attatchment though.....

Originally posted by KT1972 Can you really see Ken ordering any teammate to e-mail pornsites to Nambu????

Perhaps if it involved certain Birdies... or a man in a purple mask...

just imagine the look on his face when he opens the attatchment though.....

And what if there's a computer virus with that attachment? There are lots of places you could go with this...

EW: Exploding smelly brown sludge ... there isn't enough brain bleach ...

EW ... just to let you know that, at this particular moment, I have just eaten! That smelly, brown sludge isn't melted chocolate, I assume, but I'd like to stick with that idea just for the sake of my stomach! A great way to use the "Random" word there! You always manage to make me smile ... thanks for that!

Thanks, Marie! I'm glad I could brighten your day! (Sorry about the timing, though! On the bright side, at least my brother wasn't around while you were eating...he's like an 11-year-old boy:very crude, very graphic, and very repetitive!)

No problem regarding the timing, EW! A hearty laugh is always welcome whatever the time! Whilst totally empathising and sympathising with you, I can assure you that any type of brown sludge in the world wouldn't even slightly jitter my stomach as much as a person like you have just described does! ... I have two of such in my life, along with their other halves!!