Jerold Keenan

[RP] Man oh man, YOU ARE COMPLETELY IN LOVE WITH THE SOUND OF YOUR VOICE! You aren't that important, when I kill you... and I will kill you. Lorddavid will just promote another retarded goldfish into your possition. I don't care if you take a fleet with you, what is it comprised of at the moment? a half dozen stormcarriers? Let's see, half a dozen stormcarriers plus one slightly superior gammulan, whose completely in love with himself, a couple of syrions and droidians who will want me out of their territory... I think the odds don't look to good... for you! C3PO: Do you know what the odds are of successfully beating Cmdr Keenan with only half a dozen stormcarriers? C3PO: Seven trillion, nine hundred and fourty seven thousand two hundred to one. Jaguar: ****! [/RP] [ 11-13-2001: Message edited by: Jerold Keenan ]

I've found these Chimaera pictures you could use: I think the lasts the best!

I love flux-fields, but I prefer the long route, more 'goats' to use as target pratice. You know, you vacuum sucking gammulan pig-dogs are really starting to annoy me. I've always wanted a stormcarrier, howa bout I wait for you in syrion/droidian space right outside the flux-field. You versus me, my Galactan versus your precious stormcarrier. I'll kick you in your nuts (assuming you have any, from all your girly talk I bet you don't) and take your ship! Or are you afraid of going into syrion/droidian space without a fleet to back you up? I'm sure they remember you from your last visit, mwuah hah hah hah . [ 11-13-2001: Message edited by: Jerold Keenan ]

Ya welcome

Alright Jaguar, forget the price on your head. But If I see you as a gammulan in Terran space, all that will be left of you will be a pitiful field of debris! Catch my drift?

Hey Reiner, could you try to make a logo for chimaera, those a REAL GOOD. I think Chimaera is supposed to be a creature thats part lion, goat and snake or something similar. again, great work!

Allright, this is the command staff of the GCV-Myrmidon in the year 3027. Some of the previous staff have been promoted, and given their own ships: Characters (3027) Commanding Officer: FltCmdr. Jerold Ryan Keenan Flight Officer: Lt. Charles Douglas Henry Navigations Officer: Ens. Konoko Takashi Communications Officer: Lt. Loren May Henry Tactical Officer: LtCmdr. Cassandra Dee Flemming Combat Officer: Sgt. Michael Nathan Shaddox Medical Officer: Maj. Nathan Jonathan Carter Chief Engineer: LtCmdr. Benjamin Tomas Ryan Research Engineer: Maj. Julia Lee Duncan Other Characters / Ship Cmdr. Timothy Jones West / GCV-Perihelion Cmdr. Daniel Gary Alexander / GCV-Home Run Cmdr. Jessica Douglas Henry / GCV-Farscape [ 11-12-2001: Message edited by: Jerold Keenan ]

Actually Chavik, when DeSylva was not ever killed. I think there was either an attempt on his life, but he escaped and went into covert ops or the attempt on his life was a trick to make everyone think he was dead. Either way, he's still alive and kicking! (YOU CAN'T GET RID OF US THAT EASY!) "I am invincible" -Boris, Computer Hacker

Like this Urza: ?IMG? Only where I put ? you put ] or [

Shingen, i'll give you 5,000,000 galcreds if you assasinate that jaguar! (payable within a week after successful completion of objective) One less goat...err...ummm....gammulan for my intelligence net to keep track of [ 11-12-2001: Message edited by: Jerold Keenan ]

How can anyone show respect to a hot-tempered, ugly pile of mullet guts like you? How can you gammulans even respect each other, mwuah hah hah hah?

Alright, I'm changing mine again so I think it will be more acceptable, at least it resembles yours. [ 11-11-2001: Message edited by: Jerold Keenan ]

Hey DeSylva, is my sig alright? I know it's a little different from what you said...

Ok my sig test time! X's fingures

its got http twice

allright here it is, the site seems to be working... if anyone finds a bug let me know!: http://www.geocities.com/intelligencecommand/index.html

I'm currently working on a website for Intelcom. Seeing that I have little knowledge of HTML i've used DeSylva's site as a template for this one, although it is a little different. (The pad is actually one from the game X-Wing vs TIE Fighter). Once it's complete I'll post the address. Oh, and for now on I'll be putting all my images on this site! So I won't have to go looking bloody everywhere for somewhere to host them.

Nice to hear from you Ben! And btw, nice site too!

Nova only has so much space to keep all his stuff, it wouldn't be fair if he had to host our stuff too? would it?

"Thanks alot, now I have to put my operating system back on! I HOPE YOUR HAPPY! I still win, it'll only take 15 minutes to put that on, whilst you are doomed to die!"

[RP] "You gammulans think your so superior! Don't you?!? Well, if Blades is just talk why do you keep on whining like my dog saying 'Ohhh, were so good! We kicked the Falkyries arses, you can't beat us, nah nah nah'. Well, at least blades doesn't have an IQ as low as a RETARDED GOLDFISH!" Keenan turns his gaze away from the console with the ugly gammulan faces on it towards his combat officer. "Open launch bays, release the secret weapon!" The combat officer showed a look of pure terror, then sudden took control of himself an executed the order. The launch bays of the myrmidon opened up out out flew little men in suits with brief cases wearing oxygen helmets. On-board the Gammulan ship UCV-Darksabre, the gammulan lorddavid starred quietly at his ships bridgeview, his eyes gave off an eerie glow. "Magnify image... my god! What is that?" He asked his tactical officer. The officer turned to him, with a terrified look. "LAWYERS, SIR!" The little men with brief cases rocketed over to the gammulan ship, and began beating it with the brief cases. Slowly the ship broke to pieces, but not before the crew escaped. Onboard a shuttle escaping from the debris field was lorddavid. "Hah, you can't get me!" with his attention away from the controls, the foolish gammulan accidently dived into the heart of a sun and went poof. And they all lived happily ever after, except for the gammulans who were all wiped out my randoms launched by the ISS Intelligence Command taskforce sent cloaked into gammulan space! Have a nice day! [/RP] EAT THAT!

[RP] "And if that doesn't work, we've always got our SECRET WEAPON! Mwuah hah hah hah!" [/RP]

[RP] "I think it's time for a little ISS covert ops, men," says Keenan loudly. "Alright, this is the mission, we take this ere R.A.N.D.O.M." Keenan points his thumb behind him towards the giant missile with the word ACME written in gold on it. "And shove it right down in their home system!" Keenan takes a breath. "Any questions? Good, dismissed!" [/RP] Prepare for oblivions embrace! [ 11-07-2001: Message edited by: Jerold Keenan ]

[rp] "If any of you vac-sucking pig dogs come into Terran space, i'll personally come... shove my IODS up your arses and re-arrange your ugly facial features! And if you think i'm scared of your pathetic stormcarriers, well... I eat stormcarriers for lunch! (For the most important meal of the day, breakfast I eat planets)" [/rp] TAKE THAT! "Your one ugly, mother f****r!" -Commando, Movie: Predator

Yeah, nice. Though I did notice that the ISS Fleet logo is gold now hehehe [ 11-07-2001: Message edited by: Jerold Keenan ]