ImperatorFish: A plea for help

Written By: - Date published: 11:24 pm, November 3rd, 2014 - 35 comments
Categories: humour, parody, Satire - Tags: , , , , ,

Reposted from ImperatorFish, who despite his current difficulties kindly allows us to syndicate his posts.

IF from the editorI don’t usually ask for help, but this is different.

I have made a lot of enemies, and some of them are determined to destroy me.

My truth-telling has often made me a target of hatred and vitriol, but I’m a big boy and I’m used to the usual rough and tumble of the blogosphere.

But in recent months the attacks against me have increased in scale, becoming more sophisticated and better organised. It’s a plot, and the plotters have a very clear objective. They want rid of me. They want me out of the way. Permanently. With me out of the way, there won’t be anyone to stop them.

I’m not entirely sure what they have planned, but I know it involves one of their powerful intergalactic starships. I also know that their plans involve a device that resembles a hot tub, the purpose of which I’m not 100% sure. I know this because of a series of leaked emails sent to my tipline by one of my dedicated readers.

Yes, I know an awful lot about the things my enemies have planned, even if I don’t yet have the complete picture (keep those tips coming in, readers!). I also know a few things they never thought I would find out.  I never imagined that my enemies on Jupiter would still be using old-fashioned email, or that these so-called intelligent aliens would be so careless about internet security. Thanks to their almost non-existent firewalls I now have thousands of emails from a certain Jovian senator’s computer detailing many of their plans against me.

Incidentally, these emails also include some quite revealing and intimate correspondences between the Jovian senator in question and a person who most certainly is not one of his many wives or husbands. Imagine how surprised that filthy little rooter would be if some of those steamy messages were to show up on a certain blogsite. Wouldn’t that be distressing? Ah, but that’s for another day. . .

Their schemes against me appear to include a sophisticated plan to use massive shields to block out the sun. What they don’t realise is that I haven’t set foot outside my house for six weeks. Go ahead and take the sun away, you despicable alien scum. See if I care! The only light I need is the warm glow of my computer screen.

But it’s worse than that. Their ultimate plan is to take me away from Earth. Yes, loyal readers, they plan to abduct me. To fly me away in one of their many ships, to do God knows what to me. My guess is that they plan to conduct a series of genetic experiments on me in order to determine just what makes me tick. Look at the damage I have wrought upon my enemies on the New Zealand political scene, so imagine the destruction they could inflict if they were able to replicate ten of me. They would be masters of the entire universe.

I know a lot about what they are planning, but they will still be hard to stop. Readers, this is where you come in. You can help me stop them in their tracks.

I don’t usually like to put out the begging bowl, but this is different. This is important.  They are coming for us, and I’m the first one in their way. Once I have been conveniently disposed of it will be your turn. Once I’m gone there will be nothing to prevent them taking your motor vehicles, your children’s toys, and even your collection of Celine Dion CDs. You may think my abduction at the hands of these Jovian beasts won’t make much difference to your life, but are you really prepared to go on living without ever again hearing Celine’s soaring and uplifting voice?  I don’t often get overwhelmed with emotion, readers, but My Heart Will Go On makes me cry every single fucking time!

So I need your help. These alien arseholes can be stopped, but it will take money. Lots of money. Fucking loads of the stuff. More money than you can believe. Literally wheelbarrows full of the stuff. And in quantities you can only imagine in your wildest dreams ever having.

Your money is going to help us defeat these scumbags. Because if there’s one thing those nasty little alien creeps hate it’s aluminium. They can’t stand the stuff. It makes them vomit just to look at it, and if they touch it their eyes explode and their nipples burn away. So we’re going to use the money to buy foil. Lots of it!

I have managed to clad some of the roof of my house with aluminium foil, but funds are tight, and it has proven difficult to get large quantities of foil at a reasonable price. I still have the garden, the back lawn, and the swingball set to cover up, and then I want to move to the interior of the house—just in case they find a way through the roof or past the swingball set.

If you cherish your freedom, then you simply must donate. Anything will do. $1000, $2000, or even $50,000. Whatever you can afford, but please don’t waste your time with pissy little offerings like $100 or $200. Don’t insult me.

If you don’t give generously then you are dooming your family, indeed our entire civilisation, to slavery. I’m the only one who can stop them, which is why I’m the one being targeted by these alien monsters and not you. You’re too piss-weak for them to bother with.

If you don’t give me money it will make you a bad person. Quite possibly an evil person. It will make you one of them. And if you’re one of them, then you can sure as hell expect to hear from me. It’s no more Mr Nice Guy from me. I always knew you would turn. You’re as bad as all the others. You are all against me! Leave me alone! You people won’t be happy until I’ve done a “Major Tom,” but guess what? I’m not going to step through the door. I’m staying put! I will never be defeated, so give me your money! Please?

PLEASE! I’M BEGGING YOU! THEY’RE COMING, AND I NEED MORE FOIL!

At least this pathetic plea doesn’t involve lawyers or sharks. Well ok so Scott is a lawyer and lawyers are… Ummm. Ok lets leave at they aren’t whales….

A alert tip-line reader has sent in a sketch of a Jovian.

A artist impression of one of the Jovians targeting Scott.
Can’t you just feel the sheer evil pouring off this whiner…
Linked from metromag.

 

 

 

35 comments on “ImperatorFish: A plea for help ”

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  1. NZSage 1
    3 November 2014 at 11:46 pm

    LOL…Poor Cam.

  2. ropata:rorschach 2
    4 November 2014 at 12:21 am

    If Scott wants to buy up all the aluminium foil, he must overcome the lord of satire himself: Weird Al Yankovic ,”FOIL” (Parody of “Royals” by Lorde)

  3. dale 3
    4 November 2014 at 12:46 am

    Yes and so bravely written by some anonymous coward. Well done!

      • One Anonymous Bloke 3.1.1
        4 November 2014 at 4:11 pm

        😆

        Now I lay me down to sleep,
        I pray the Lord my soul to keep,
        Make me wake another day,
        And send better wingnuts my way.

    • Murray Rawshark 3.2
      4 November 2014 at 1:18 am

      Idiot. Anyone who matters knows who the Fish is. What I want to know is “who took the photo?”

      • lprent 3.2.1
        4 November 2014 at 8:23 am

        Don’t know. It was a good satire by the fish.

        So I searched for tinfoil hat and came up with weird al for the front.

        Then I hunted for a suitable picture of cam as a alien monster, and found that one in metro and linked to it.

    • Anonymous Coward 3.3
      4 November 2014 at 7:33 am

      It seems that you’ve been fed and told what to believe for so long that you aren’t able to do a little bit of searching for yourself and find on that very site that the author names himself. Nice try though, perhaps now you can return to suckling of the whales teat for your news. Its will only cost you $500 for the truth.

    • framu 3.4
      4 November 2014 at 8:22 am

      well your a brave one arent you dale, or is it mike, or maybe jim? shit – your a mary arent you?

    • David H 3.5
      5 November 2014 at 9:01 am

      Scott not anonymous, he’s just poking fun at life. Jeeze Dale I’d hate to live in your world, where you hate everyone that obviously don’t agree with your 1 mm wide wingnut ways.

      Hmm. Your 1 mm wide wingnut ways. A good title for a song, what a pity I can’t write songs.

  4. Sanctuary 4
    4 November 2014 at 7:38 am

    Serious question:

    Is “Pete” a real person, or just one of the voices in Cam Slater’s head?

    • lprent 4.1
      4 November 2014 at 8:08 am

      Real person. Cameron has a limited writing range.

      I suspect from the style that i know who it is from the BBS days.

      • Anne 4.1.1
        4 November 2014 at 5:54 pm

        the BBS days?
        Oh, don’t explain… something to do with computer technology.? I’m a technology illiterate.

        • karol 4.1.1.1
          4 November 2014 at 6:18 pm

          Bulletin Board System – earliest forms of internet forums – I think they predated the www.

          • Anne 4.1.1.1.1
            4 November 2014 at 7:10 pm

            Thanks karol. I was living in fear and dread of a lengthy technical diatribe from lprent – of which I would not have understood a word. 🙁

          • David H 4.1.1.1.2
            5 November 2014 at 9:14 am

            They definitely pre-dated the WWW. Mine was called Under Construction. It ran originally on a IBM Clone, with an 8088 cpu at 4.77 mhz and had 640 kilobits of memory and a 10 mb HDD that took about ages to start up and sounded like a jet engine (that was the HDD spinning up)

            At the moment i am building up a couple of old P1 and P3 and an early Athalon for some games of the original Doom, Quake and UT on the original machines that were made for them. And maybe even an old Network games session or 2

  5. les 5
    4 November 2014 at 8:27 am

    thats funny imperator!Now you’re really gunna get …it..no one ridicules the slug,he has influence….you are in for double!

    • Galeandra 5.1
      4 November 2014 at 8:52 am

      Funny, but not half as funny as Whalefoil’s original effort. I’ve never read a pre-parody before.

  6. ianmac 6
    4 November 2014 at 9:00 am

    Is this story true? Really true? Because I am pretty sure Mr Slater is Invincible. Untouchable. Fortressed.

  7. left for deadshark 7
    4 November 2014 at 9:27 am

    I could possibly help,
    Having learnt to save things (like this old boilled lollie,with the fluff still on it) been in my pocket for sometime,mmmm.I have an Official ALF’S Imperial Army Kitch Card {with a picture of some flash Harold} or somesuch,may be steampunk,my suspicion is he date’s before that period,…Oh the card,it states.
    Stop It,Stop It Right Now,And Take A Cold Tub..I could let it go,for a gazillion,I saved it for a rainy day,the drumming on your tinfoil hat,would make your brian bleed,yes I’ve named all brains Brian.That will confuse them,the aliens that is,oh you know,like… (how did Trotter pronounce his name)Far,rar,ra an the like,at the final show down,battle,or bake off.maybe even a new game,called Chase the Trust,on ABC television,starring unpaid Lawyers and the SFO,Bugger maybe I’m dreaming, was it UFO’s.Any way,before the ship takes off,..the boilled lollie,..could be stuffed in Cam’s gob,minded you,he would roll it around the mouth and stuff the fluff in his bellie button,where the rest of his brian lives.

  8. mac1 8
    4 November 2014 at 9:47 am

    I don’t believe this post. Everyone in the tin-foil hat supply business knows that they have to be earthed. The problem is that being on another planet means the earth lead has to be rather long. And I can’t see one!

  9. Naki man 9
    4 November 2014 at 9:59 am

    That doesn’t look like Hager

  10. Tracey 10
    4 November 2014 at 6:57 pm

    is it wierd al yankovic

  11. Northland 11
    4 November 2014 at 7:39 pm

    The most likely recipient of this largess is Blomfield!

  12. Andrea 12
    4 November 2014 at 10:31 pm

    Now, if you could get a mail list for wealthy scammers in Nigeria, they may be able to help you.

    Failing that, a few credulous Russian oligarchs, perhaps?

    No good asking here, though. The cupboards are bare and the dosh is all gone.

    Sorry.

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