Discussion in 'Star Trek Movies: Kelvin Universe' started by Herkimer Jitty, Dec 6, 2008.
We would rather have our asses kicked by The Robau than have this thread end.
Or into a few hundred kilobits!
The end of this thread is coming, and...
When Robau drinks Romulan ale (and it's perfectly legal when he drinks it) it's the Romulan ale that gets drunk.
When this premire thread of tribute is closed...His Supreme Awesomeness commands that we begin anew.
So let it be written. So let it be done.
The only thing more devastating then getting a Robau Stare is getting one while looking through a kaleidoscope because then you are getting twenty all at once.
He who drinketh from the Cup of Robau shall be a bad-ass indeed:
(seriously though, the guy's a real life hero of Robau proportions)
^ Holy sweet mother of Saint Robau, I think that we have us here a potential ancestor of the man himself.
Fact. Or not.
When Robau and Q shake hands, a tremendous energy wave forms, causing some few hundred wormholes to appear here and there.
^And Q writhes in agony at the shear force of Robau's crushing, manly grip.
The Robau senses a disturbance in the Force. And he's not even in the same universe.
BTW, what's this I hear about this thread being closed down?
I await enlightenment from the Robau on this disturbing rumor...
At 8,000 posts this thread will have reached the upper limit of badassery possible in this universe and it will rise to a higher plane of existence, becoming one with the great Captain Robau himself.
It will be a time of great celebration.
NEVER FORGET HIS SACRIFICE
With only five posts remaining after this one...His Supreme Awesomeness has commanded me to bring back this memory--the memory of where it all began:
Now...we must be strong, my bretheren. For the Robau shall be procaimed throughout the BBS, unto all the inhabitants, thereof.
Within a few posts...we shall heed his command to start anew. Are you all with me, my bretheren?
O Captain my Captain! our fearful trip is done,
The ship has weathered every rack, the prize we sought is won,
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring;
But O heart! heart! heart!
O the bleeding drops of red,
Where on the deck bad Nero lies,
Fallen cold and dead.
O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
Rise up--for you the flag is flung for you the bugle trills,
For you bouquets and ribboned wreaths for you the shores a-crowding,
For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning;
Here Captain! dear father!
This arm beneath your head!
It is some dream that on the deck,
Nero is cold and dead.
My Captain does not answer, his lips are hot and still;
My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will;
The ship is anchored safe and sound, its voyage closed and done;
From fearful trip the victor ship comes in with object won;
Exult O shores, and ring O bells!
But I, with mournful tread,
Walk the deck my Captain lies,
Bad-ass to the end.
Song of the Bad-Ass
I hereby proclaim - nay, demand - that a Robau emoticon, a Robauticon, should be installed on this board immediately.
AVE CAPUT ROBAU MAXIMUS!
Well, not Robau, but cast your eyes hither.
No, sorry. We will not be beginning anew. In fact, I'll close this one here, and if there's an appropriate way to wind this all up in a couple of posts, then someone can let me know and perhaps I can open it again, just for a little bit.
There's a new movie in the pipeline now, and if there's going to be a new epic thread, then it's time for something new - not just trying to do over again and twice as spammy what's already been done once.
And now to deliver the final word--the concluding statement in the "Facts About Captain Robau" thread--here's Rush Limborg. Take it away, Rush...
Thanks for playing, y'all.
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