Raps of the Christopherian Realm #7 (A Sci-Fi Rap, Continued…)

“So why didn’t you
Destroy them from orbit?”
Christoph said,
“Your waste of troops is inordinate.
And you had
More than enough ordinance.
Your lack of tactical
Common sense is exorbitant.
I understand Lionia
Is building a fleet.
I already have one
Sufficiently complete.
And since you suffered
This defeat,
Perhaps a different person
Should be chosen to lead.”
“My lord, I can explain,”
Adablaster said.
“No need. I’ve decided
On someone else instead,”
Christoph replied,
“There are many in my service.
Allow me to introduce
My other servants.
This is Serpent,
And this is Drakone.
The other is Garg–
You won’t be ugly alone.
Since you couldn’t grind
A bag of coffee,
You won’t be in command
Of my Scorpion Starfleet.
The command will be
Given to Garg.
But you can watch and learn
If you want to tag along.
This time,
It will be done properly.
Proceed to Planet C
And raze the surface promptly.
Deploy your ground troops.
And if anything remains alive,
Then shoot it.”

With the passing of time
The Lionians
Became an isolated world
And more draconian
After hearing news
Of attacks on Planet C,
Christopher the First
Declared himself King
He wasted no time
Upon his seat
And ordered the immediate
Construction of a war fleet
He made a blockade
Against his own people
And told them
It was to protect them from evil
The reason the people
Were acquiescent
Was because Christopher the First
Was quite benevolent
None of his citizens
Ever lived in squalor
And nobody could worship
The almighty dollar
And the King
Was content and at peace
Till he saw on the sensors
A launch–Scorpion Starfleet
He knew that
His own were protected
And if he provoked them
War would come next to him
And the Netherworld had
Left them all alone
As if they knew something
Lionia didn’t know
But at the least
He should dispatch some friends
Someone with a ship fast enough
To get ahead of them
But strong enough
To delay them for a time
But in three-dimensional space
A lone ship could not survive
Then he had an idea
For an action–
He’d call upon the fastest ship–
The Space Captain
And equip it with even faster speed
And enhance it with the cutting edge
Of space weaponry
Its mission would consist of these:
Warn Planet C and harass
Scorpion Starfleet
Do whatever damage you can
And if you’re captured
Pretend you were running contraband
“Make no mistake–
This could be rough.
Been there and done that–
My name is Get Tough.”

And so the Space Captain
Went after multiple targets
The crew was Get Tough
And his friend Lady Starlit
They were as fast
As stars’ exhalations
Because of Get Tough’s
Robotic calculations
He was the creation of a
Dr. Steven
Who used to make
Prosthetic limbs for Marines and
Believed they could use
A better team
So he built a hardcore
Warrior machine
He was meant to be used
In urban warfare
But Dr. Steven scrapped his plans
Upon his voyage here
And as the stories of heroes
Came from Planet C
Dr. Steven thought
“It’s the place for me to be.”
So he decided to
Stow aboard the ship
So that he could help
The Christopherians get equipped

Meanwhile, and far
Across the stars
Chris and Agent Tack
Prepared for the battlefront
It was a squad
Of three capital ships
With three fighter squadrons
The Warhammer commanded it
Tack was skeptical,
But Chris convinced him
The task force was
More than sufficient for the mission
So they raced
To the Planet C
Secretly wondering
How bad it would be
And all these ships
That they provided–
What good would they be
Without people to fly them?
Were there any
Qualified fighter pilots
Who would volunteer
To fight for their survival?
“Well,” Fordius said,
“They’re trained in combat.
I’m sure they can fly
At least as well as wombats…”
Can they?
We will see
As yet another battle
Is waged for Planet C…

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