(alien conscrips)<br/>''all right you filth...your gona fight and you gona die!...cause if the enemy don't kill ya...i will and it'll be a slooow paainful death...so pray thay kill you...'' a mean looking alien walked in front of the group of cowering aliens. ''i had to open my mouth...i had to be different...'' a weedy alien said, holding a rather rusty looked pistol. ''right...drop time...'' the floor dissappeared as the group were litaly dumped in full view of jonh and estrea. the craft flew off.