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Darth_Fruitcake Registered: Jan '01	Date Posted: 8/9/01 3:46pm Subject: THE HUNTER AND THE HUNTED (Predator/SW crossover. I'm begging you!!!) - Date Edited: 10/14/01 2:35pm (2 edits total) Edited By: Darth_Fruitcake
	Genre: SW/Predator crossover, Round Robin Timeframe: NJO Focus: Major Dutch Schaefer, Jaina Solo, Luke Skywalker, Jacen Solo Summary: Seven commandos go into the South American jungle to rescue America hostages, and meet 3 certain Jedi Knights and two gruesome aliens along the way. Don't worry, I've seen this movie before. Several times, in fact. I'm a big Arnold fan (look at my sig) and Predator is one of my fave movies. Of course, it's nowhere NEAR as entertaining at SW Anyone want to start this off? -----signature----- This is the first time where I can safely say these boards are going to hell in a hand-basket.
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Darth_Fruitcake Registered: Jan '01	Date Posted: 8/9/01 5:44pm Subject: RE: THE HUNTER AND THE HUNTED (Predator/SW Round Robin)
	Hello?! UP! -----signature----- This is the first time where I can safely say these boards are going to hell in a hand-basket.
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Darth_Fruitcake Registered: Jan '01	Date Posted: 8/11/01 9:32am Subject: RE: THE HUNTER AND THE HUNTED (Predator/SW Round Robin)
	Up again.... -----signature----- This is the first time where I can safely say these boards are going to hell in a hand-basket.
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Darth_Fruitcake Registered: Jan '01	Date Posted: 8/12/01 4:10pm Subject: RE: THE HUNTER AND THE HUNTED (Predator/SW Round Robin)
	If no one will post, then I will. Hopefully this will encourage others to do so. (If you have questions about the movie or you've never seen it before, please feel free to PM me. I can answer any questions you may have ) ************************************************* Major Dutch Shaefer glanced at the General, taking in the aging face, trying to read unreadable thoughts. "Major," the General said. "I called you here because I need the best. It takes the best to complete this mission. That's where you come in." Dutch put out his cigar in an ash tray. "Go on." "Several of our men---Hopper's group, to be precise---are being held hostage just south of the border. I need you to go in quietly, blow up the terrorist's hideout quietly, and get back here as fast as you can---" "---quietly," Dutch finished for him. The General didn't smile---he rarely ever did---but Dutch could see the amusement in his cool gray eyes. "Dutch," a voice said from behind him, "you always were a smart butt." Dutch whirled around and stalked torward the other person. He was a tall black man, around the same age as Dutch, with a calm, sincere face. But the slight fire in his eye told you that he wasn't about to let just anyone walk all over him. "Dillon!" Dutch said. The two men pulled their arms back as if to punch eachother, but instead clasped hands and held them in the same spot, testing their strength. Dillon was straining, but Dutch had a small grin on his face. "Pushing pencils making you soft, Dillon?" "Give--it--up---Dutch," Dillon staggered. "You're--no--match--for-me..." "Wanna bet?" Dillon gave in, laughing. "It's been awhile," he commented. "Too long. And what's with this freaky tie business, huh?" Dutch pointed to Dillon's necktie. "Hey! Pushing pencils ain't easy. I heard about your success on that last mission; good job. I also heard you turned down the job in New Mexico..." "We're a rescue mission," Dutch said seriously, "not assassins. Now, General, when do you want us back?" "We're expected to be back before the 20th," Dillon cut in before the General could reply. Dutch frowned, glancing back and forth between the General and his long-time friend. "What do you mean, 'we'?" "I'm going with you, Buddy." Dutch stared hard at the General. "This is my mission. We work alone." The General arched an eyebrow. "You work alone. Not this time, however. Dillon will be assisting you until you reach the terrorist's fort. After that, he'll take charge. Questions?" No one replied. "In that case, good luck gentlemen." -----signature----- This is the first time where I can safely say these boards are going to hell in a hand-basket.
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MariahJade2 Title: Former Fan Fiction Archive Editor Registered: Mar '01	Date Posted: 8/12/01 8:12pm Subject: RE: THE HUNTER AND THE HUNTED (Predator/SW Round Robin. Readers, writers, and feedback most apprecia
	Ok Predator was a fun movie. How are the SW people going to cross? -----signature----- Have a question or suggestion for the Archive? Ask the NEWBS! Thank you Phillies! World Series Champs. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b7CI39brXvw "Why can't us" Best line of 2008
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Darth_Fruitcake Registered: Jan '01	Date Posted: 8/13/01 7:51am Subject: RE: THE HUNTER AND THE HUNTED (Predator/SW Round Robin. Readers, writers, and feedback most apprecia
	The Yuuzhan Vong send a spy here to check out our planet. The YV invades the Predator's "turf", which causes conflict. The New Republic sends 3 of our fave Jedi here to stop the Yuuzhan Vong from taking over. See? -----signature----- This is the first time where I can safely say these boards are going to hell in a hand-basket.
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Darth_Fruitcake Registered: Jan '01	Date Posted: 8/28/01 9:32am Subject: RE: THE HUNTER AND THE HUNTED (Predator/SW Round Robin. Readers, writers, and feedback most apprecia
	I really wish someone would reply to this story... I'LL EVEN TAKE FLAMES! curls up in a corner and begins to shrivel from lack of feedback -----signature----- This is the first time where I can safely say these boards are going to hell in a hand-basket.
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Darth_Fruitcake Registered: Jan '01	Date Posted: 9/4/01 4:59pm Subject: RE: THE HUNTER AND THE HUNTED (Predator/SW Round Robin. Readers, writers, and feedback most apprecia
	I am having simply too much fun with this story to quit. If you don't wanna read it, fine. I'll just post my own feedback. ****************************** Jaina blocked the Yuuzhan Vong's vicious attack and prepared herself for another round. The Vong steadily rose to his feet and nodded in appreciation, wiping the blood away from his mouth. "Indeed, you are worthy," he commented. "We will meet again." Jaina flashed him a dangerous smile. "I'm looking forward to it." The Vong did not falter or flinch. He merely turned and stalked into the jungle. Once he was gone, Jaina tossed her shoulder-length hair behind her shoulders and clipped her lightsaber to her belt. It had been ten minutes since she had arrived on this appaently deserted planet; most of her time spent fighting the Vong. The only reason they had backed down was because they were both exhausted and injured, and the Vong had more honor than to fight an opponent that did not have enough strength to present a challenge. I have to warn these people, she thought. That was her mission. The Vong had been sent to examine this planet for their population, and she was sent to intercept. The worst had happened to her galaxy; she did not want it to happen to the people on this barren planet. Seven years. Seven long years since the Yuuzhan Vong had ran their attack on the galaxy. Jaina was 23 now, and hardened by many battles. She would kill the Vong, complete the mission, and get outta here. That is, if her ship was in working condition. Jaina's head shot up at a familiar sound. It sounded almost like a spaceship, only more...choppier. That was the only way to put it. She glanced up at the sky just in time to see a air vehicle zoom past.... _______________________________________________ On board the helicopter, Dutch shook his head sadly at his sorry excuse for commandoes. There was Billy, the Native American. He was quiet and very serious....Tribal, Dutch concluded. There was Blain, the big guy from Texas. His constant habit was chewing tobacco, if you could find his mouth underneath that enormous mustache. Mac was a large black man, and rarely smiled. He stuck to his mission. Ramirez. What could Dutch say about Ramirez? He was one of those inner city-turned soldiers. He was famous for his skill with weapons and love for old fifties music. In fact, he was the one who put that annoying "Tootie Frooty" song on. It was driving Dutch insane. And then there was Hawkins. Geek. Yep, that was the word.. He was famous for his disgusting dirty jokes, and constantly tried to make Billy laugh. He rarely succeeded. At the moment, he had his nose stuck in the Wall Street section of the Newspaper, pausing only to push his plastic-rimmed eyeglasses back up onto the bridge of his nose. Okay, so his commandos weren't half bad. But all Dutch wanted right now was QUIET!!! "Hey, want some chew?" Blain said, passing the jar in front of Billy and Dutch's noses. Billy laughed sarcastically. Dutch shook his head no. Blain tried the others, and they all refused. "What the heck is wrong with you boys?" he exclaimed. "It'll make you a freakin' tyranosaurous like me!" The other men laughed, and Dutch smiled irresistably. He turned and glanced out the window down at the jungle below. BOOORING..... Until something caugt his eye. Was that a woman down there?? Dutch turned away, then looked out again. The woman was gone. -----signature----- This is the first time where I can safely say these boards are going to hell in a hand-basket.
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