Post by: Jalex Darnco on November 10, 2003, 06:25:55 pm
Role Playing is the essence of this game, but the players are in control of this universe, not the GM. The GM will supply the background story as it goes, but the players decide what to do, and what happens. Entrences and exits will be supplied by the own players, and it would be apprecieated if you would inform the other players that you are leaving.
The Basic Universe structure will be maintained in this story, please refer to the game info for that data. I'll make a new begining once I get a good viable story line.
Post by: Running_Wolf on November 11, 2003, 02:36:49 pm
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<begin neat breifing music>
Location: Darvin Cluster, Planet Repine
Time: 0405 Galatic Standerd Time
"This is Frigate Rouche on docking vector."
"Roger that Rouche, reciving authorization codes, Your clear."
"Vector heading two o five niner. I've got something on long range, do you have it station?"
"Confirm we have an anomolous signiture approching your approach vector."
"We have a visual.. Its a missile!"
"We are attempting to get a tractor lock on, Its out of range"
"Estimated time of contact 20 secounds"
"We can't get to it, Dispatching fighter squadron"
"10 Secounds to impact!"
"Fighter squadron enrout"
"We aren't going... *static*..."
"Frigat Rouche, you you there, repeat we don't have you on scope, are you out there?"
"The Frigate that you call Rouche has been destroyed, as will be you."
"Who is this?"
"We are the Kal'Tak Rulers of This Galaxy!"
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As of now your Characters do not know about this situation, though reports about it will be coming in through news channels and the sort. You may begin your Role Playing Experince. Start out as you wish, where ever you wish. Have Fun!
Post by: Running_Wolf on November 12, 2003, 02:57:25 pm
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"uuugh" came the groan of a wolf. Rain fell in abundance on his body, drenching him from head to tail. How long he had been lying here, he didn't know. He opened his eyes. Flames formed a barrier on three sides. A dead body lay amongst the sea of flames ahead. The wolf tried to stand up, but not without incredible pain. Blood trickled down him muzzle from a wound over his right eye. He tried to wipe the blood away from his eye but he couldn't feel his left paw. It was broken. After a while of struggling, he managed to stand. He limped to the opening in the flames and tripped over some debris. He tasted blood in his mouth. Spitting on the ground made no difference. Only more blood flowed. He looked ahead to se a figure running towards him. What that figure was, he didn't know. His eyes tried to focus on it, but he passed out.
Post by: Rikimaru on November 12, 2003, 04:01:23 pm
"hey mom I'm gonna check out a few shops here OK, ill catch up in about 10 minutes"
"OK, meet us up by the cafe down the road" his mom said.
The shop Simon walked into was a skate shop, how lucky could he get? He browsed around and within 5 minutes of looking he saw the nicest pair of shorts he had seen in a long time. He walked up to the cafe his parents were in and about halfway there, he heard a roar, like a ships engine. The noise got louder and loder and as he looked up he saw a ship racing out of control and suddenly he heard the largest explosion and he was thrown back...
He regained conciousness, and he felt the rain fall on his fur. His head hurt as he got up and he felt blood trickle down his face. He had obviously hit his head on something and the ringing in his ears from the explosion was unbearable. He looked towards the cafe and he saw it in flames. His heart was racing and he as struck with fear. Could his parents have been..? He ran as fast as he could into the burning building shouting for his parents, a tear came to his eye as he heard nothing from them. He saw a wolf laying on the floor and he saw the wolf was looking at something, he saw a body and he ran over to it. He could clearly see it was his mother. The shock struck Simon like a thousand knives in his heart. He bawled out crying his eyes out. He looked back at the wolf and wandered if he was the pilot of that ship. He could see that the wolf was badly injured and he looked equipped as though he was going to war. Simon carried the wolf out of the burning rubble and lay him on the floor. He ran back in and picked up his mothers body, walked out and laid her on the floor his eyes were filled with tears as he ran in looking for his dad, there was no sign of him. Smoke started to fill his lungs and Simon felt there was no more he could do. He walked out, his head hung low at his loss and collapsed to his knees next to his mother and cried a thousand tears, one for every knife in his heart. He lay over on his mom and cried in the rain....
Post by: Ukiko on November 12, 2003, 04:36:06 pm
"The Darvin cluster.....Planet Repine....? why would I want to go there?"
Yoshiwara Hajime sighed, and leaned forward in his chair. "Midori....Butterfly....I would go myself, but there's just too much to do....that damn freighter was carrying extraordinarily important....ah....cargo." The heavyset, dark furred fox rubbed his graying temples. "I'm swamped with paperwork. I just need you to take a look, ask a few questions...Amano Corporations needs to make an appearance, you know....the crew was killed, after all."
Midori sighed, toying with her kimono sleeve. "All right, daddy. When do I leave? And how long will it take?"
Her father smiled, slightly. "In the morning. The trip won't take long, you'll have an excellent Navigator. He'll drop you off on Repine and when you get finished you can call him to pick you up. Shouldn't take more than a few days all told. You should go pack."
At Midori's direction the maid packed three large suitcases of clothing, toiletries, and various other items for the trip, including a bottle of plum wine, and Midori's favourite chocolates. Who knew if she would find proper wine and chocolate off of planet Niji-ji....and out of the Shigana Cluster, for that matter.....?
Post by: Jalex Darnco on November 12, 2003, 06:08:19 pm
"A wha?" I mumbled.
"A sortie. The American Navy has gone into full combat ready!"
This woke me up, "The whole navy? What about the English, Or the French?"
"Full up too. Even the German and Russian Navy is pumping up."
"What for? There hasn't been a need to do that for god knows how long!"
I got up and hastily tried to find my flight suit, which on discovery I struggled to get on.
"I don't know. But it's big, I hear it's an in-flight breifing."
"Hell, I haven't had one of those since academy training. It does sound huge. What about the Arab nations?"
"Pumping up to, captin," a new voice came in from behind my second, "We have reports that all the missile stations are on active alert, and it isn't at China Either. Quite infact their Surface to space defense measures are aimed away from any of the allied territory."
"Then... oh my god. Your kidding."
"I can only assume captain."
"Let's MOVE then people!"
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"This is Delta-2-foxtrot on intercept course with the Abraham."
"Roger that Dragon Fire Squadron, keep it steady."
"This is Command, All personell pay attention. This is a Wide band fleet wide in-flight breifing. At 0400 our long range sensor bouies detected objects on an inbound. Allies and Foes alike are taking no claim. Earth is on a full battle status, repeat, all combat assets are on active and high alert.
Contacts are of unknown origion. We have sent out sensor pods and recived no data, quite infact we lost contact with them within 200 miles of contact. We are assuming Hostiles are on inbound, and are to be regarded as such without mercy. We are expecting the worst here people. Stay sharp, we don't know what we are up against. May God be with us all."
"Damn! This sounds like it will be hell!"
"Yeeeah, I'm not likeing this."
"Abraham, we are approching your position, respond."
"Dragon Fire squadron, we have you on scope, we'll patch you into our sensor system as soon as you come within range."
"Confirmed. Alright Boys, and Girls. This is it. Remember, consider them hostiles, but hold your fire until go ahead is given. Do you copy?"
A chorus of confirmations were reverberated through the speakers into my ears.
"Good, Power weapons systems. Delta Full formation, My lead. We will go into standard escorte formation."
Post by: Firebreath on November 13, 2003, 12:10:14 am
He pressed a key with his right paw, and yawned. "Boring... Cheap... Easy... Usual... Cheap... Cheap..." he sighed. "Why are all the contracts paying so little lately?!" he said to himself.
The whole room was filled with darkness, the only light being the holoscreen of the computer. Himself was hard to see, thanks to the color of his perfect-black coat. His tail dangled from one side to the other, very boringly.
"And one would think that the Rygal sector would be more... entertaining..." he said out loud, as if he was talking to some higher power.
And that higher power must have heard him.
A window appeared on the holoscreen, and flashed. "Incoming message, for me? Encrypted? Gee, that must be something good..." he thought as he was brought to life.
Jason was already on the blacklist of all but a few of the corporate states of the sector. They had been fighting for... Bah, like he cared, and over what, he didn't knew either. But the contracts, the major good ones, where here.
He performed "asset retreivals", or kidnappings for the normal average citizen, "asset removal", or sabotage, industrial espionnage, recon for a "hostile take-over" military force, you name it. Everytime, he came back with hardly ever more than a bruise.
And the pays were good, especially the front-line contracts. They were also the most exciting, and the most deadly.One couldn't go without the other, it seemed.
He opened the message. It was from the biggest of all the corporate states: Unicron Alpha Technologies. They made, officially, computers, chips and everything related to all of the computer gears. But more than half their revenue was made by researching weapons and neural interfaces. The last one especially.
The message was quite straightforward.
Dear asset,
Please note our interest in your abilities. We would have a contract for you. It is for a asset retreival job. Be warned that the target is deep within borders of our main rival, Amano corp. We need you to retreive Midori Hajime, daughter of the CEO of the business.
A ship is scheduled to leave their home planet in the Shigana cluster, Niji-ji, and vector toward Repine, in the Darvin cluster. In order to reach that destination, they will have to come close this system with a connecting Space Way. This is where you intervene.
We need you to hijack the ship, and bring it here, on planet Cortaike. You will be granted clearance to the space dock in order to minimize your signature.
Be aware that we do NOT provide insertion, only coordinates and approximate time of travel and ETA at the space way's junction.
Your fee is of 35,000,000 Unicron credits. As you know, this sum is quite extensive, and should be a proof of how much we require this asset. Per your rules, half of the amount will be deposited in your usual account, the other half will be given on delivery of the asset.
Best of luck and deepest regards,
Mr Johnson
Well, it was another Mr Johnson. A very familiar name, since that's how all the contractors call themselves.
35 million credits. That wasn't a hefty sum, that was a FORTUNE. Jason, with THAT kind of money, could even buy himself a small space cruiser!
He pondered for a moment though. What if this was just a plan to capture him? Unicron would have loved to get their paws on a "chipped". But they never could. This could be a trap.
But that kind of money could be real. He made a quick spot check on the Niji-ji planet's main spaceport departure list, and saw that the ship in question was indeed supposed to leave... 3 minutes ago.
This could be a coincidence, still. "Ah, what the heck..." he told himself, as he pressed the accept button. The nanosecond the button was pressed, 17.5 million UCreds were transered into one of his many accounts. "It's show time..." he thought, as he went to get his "space raft", as he called his piece of junk of a vessel. After all, keeping his armor in top-condition was the main priority.
Next to the entrance to the ship, the armor suit was locked in. He pressed a code, submitted DNA sample, did an eye test, voice recognition and finally, entered a password known only to him. The casket opened and the armor was set free.
He quickly put it on. Quickly being strong a word for taking 20 minutes to place everything and connect all the parts, but it was worth it. When he finally placed the helmet on, the HUD appeared, and did an automatic system check. Batteries were full, air was full, no breach detected, cloacking device shows green and weapon interface active. Well, that was it.
He sat in the pilot's seat of his small vessel, and punched in the coordinates where he would try to board the other vessel.
The computer calculated everything, since he wasn't a magic user, and entered the space way. Once there, the vessel headed for a part where logically, his prey would HAVE to see him.
He tore apart something in the engine, which would be easy to repair if required, but still made enough of a problem on any scanner to register, and require help. Now, all he had to do was to wait for his prey to come by, detect him as stranded, and let him dock his one-man craft to make repairs and then, just then, let all hell break loose...
That would prove to be... entertaining...
Post by: Murrg on November 13, 2003, 12:19:02 am
Post by: Ukiko on November 13, 2003, 01:34:57 am
Her father hadn't seen her off that morning. She supposed he was busy. He usually was.
"Ready for departure, are you comfortable, Midori-Sama?" The feline flight attendant bowed, setting a steaming cup of tea beside her. Midori nodded, smiling a little. It would be her first time off-planet, and despite being technically a business trip, she was looking forward to it....
Post by: Kale on November 13, 2003, 03:49:38 am
Just then, the radio spluttered into life "This is Repine planetary control to Unidentified vessel, please attempt to deccelerate, you are exceeding the maximum thrust limit by 230%, repeat please slow down"
Kale checked his speed indicator and the man was right, the engines had not disengaged as they should. He closed his eyes and concerntrated, soaring up through the levels of awarness and interfaced with his ship. He saw through the ships sensors, seeing multi leveled space in all of the shifting spectrums and colors, feeling with the ships hull sensors, and moving with his engines, feeling thier reassuring heat against his hull. He began to lower the speed of the ship, harshly firing retro rockets as he approched the atmosphere, he started the ships raidio to contact the harbor authority "This is the SS Espirit, commanded by Commander Kale Brennan of the Lutran Space Navy. awaiting instructions on ecmergency planetary landing, repeat, I cannot pull up and am requesting coodinates for an ecmergency planetary landing"
"SS Espirit, you are cleared to proceed to these co-rdinates"
Kale got the readout, near to a small country village, and began to bring the ship to an angle for atmosphereic entry, not knowing hiow well the already battered ship would take it as it plunged in, He felt the heat against the ships nose increasing as time went on, almost to unberable levels as he decended, but eventually, relife, the ship burst through the cloud level, and finished his decent to the surface, landing right at the edge of the village, and almost immidatley noticing the burning. He quickly walked to the ships maion door and stepped out, running into the village to see what he could do...
Post by: Running_Wolf on November 13, 2003, 01:07:36 pm
"Hey kid" came the wolf's voice, like a gravel path "You ok?"
He struggled to stand up and limped to the cub.
"Agh!"
There was a crack and the wolf fell to the ground almost near the cub. His leg had just broken.
Post by: Rikimaru on November 13, 2003, 05:43:28 pm
"do i look ok? my mom is dead!"
As he says this he sees the wolf fall to the floor. Simon gets up and runs over to the wolf.
"hey you ok? im not gonna let someone else die!"
Post by: Murrg on November 14, 2003, 01:29:33 am
Post by: Running_Wolf on November 14, 2003, 05:02:50 am
The wolf let the kid help him up.
"By the way, kid, What's your name? Just call me Havok"
Post by: Kale on November 14, 2003, 05:09:42 am
Post by: Joel on November 14, 2003, 07:24:55 am
: Meanwhile :
An old freighter drifts through space; so old, in fact, it predates hyperspatial flight... the lone occupant sleeps within one of the cryo-chambers, dead but dreaming...
The Ship's computers came to life.
Sensors activated, scanning the surrounding area for several light years, and found it was where it was intended to go, all those millenia ago.
Suddenly, the ship's PA system came online.
"SDOS Online. Ship registry: ICC-Inominata-6359A12 Terra Alpha Evira Omega. Transit time: 5,452 and 11/12 Sol-Orbits, Seven Planetray Revolutions, 5 atomic revolutions. Beginning deployment of cargo. Activating life-support.... mark."
The dreamer had awaken.
The Dreamer blinked a few times as s/he got used to the increased light, as the tinted screen that covered the capsule shuddered open, having been left closed for millenia.
Slowly, s/he stepped out of the capsule, and walked relatively short distance to the command console, reading the solar system readouts, and hooked him/herself up to the datajack download node...
When The Dreamer had finished downloading information to his/her neural network, it understood its current mission.
The sensors had detected several inhabited planets nearby... they must be scouted to see if they are infested...
The Dreamer Walked out of the command console room, and went into the shuttle bay, where s/he got into a dropship, and then began to pilot it to the planet below...
As the Dropship broke atmosphere, the boom could be heard for miles...
Post by: Running_Wolf on November 14, 2003, 11:12:14 am
"Who's there?" Havok shouted.
He was too used to sneak attacks on bounty hunters and losing an ally in the attack. He wasn't gonna let someone kill a little kid.
"Identify yourself!" He demanded.
Post by: Rikimaru on November 14, 2003, 12:02:42 pm
"heya im Simon, errrm was it you who was piloting that ship?"
Simon and Havok heard shouts ad Havok raised his gun demanding to know who was there. With this Simon put his free hand and lowered his arm.
"woah there. nobody here is gonna hurt you. this planet's got a no weapons policy."
Simon and Havok both look at the figure running towards them through the smoke.
Post by: Running_Wolf on November 14, 2003, 12:13:23 pm
He holstered his gun and let the figure approach. It was the only time he let someone unknown and unarmed approach him.
Post by: Jalex Darnco on November 14, 2003, 03:34:18 pm
"Ici le FFS Bourdoux, lancant appel de détresse. Je répète, un appel de détresse. Nous somme sévèrement touchés! Le vaisseau amiral français lance un mayday!"
"Dieses ist deutscher Flotte-Befehl, Alle Flotte, Bewegung. Des Kämpfers entfalten, engagieren Sie sich Feind ohne Gnade. Mai Gott ist mit uns, und führen Sie uns zum Sieg in diesem Moment der Gefahr! "
"This is the American Military Command HQ. All National fleets are reporting casualties already. The German, and Italian Fleets are moving foward. China is rallying it's forces, and the military installations on the moon are nearing completion of their warm up proceedures. Men and women of the Fleet, this is our moment. For a long time we have been waiting for an answer to our question as to if we are alone, and now here we stand, waiting for an enemy that we have never dreamed of. We are a war, there is no doubt. The whole of Earth is preparing to engage. The superpowers of our solar system are being rallied to the cause. It is our job to fight, along side our fellow man, friend or foe, and work together. We don't know how large this enemy is, but we have the best that technology gives us, and we WILL use it! Fight with courage, Never give up, Fight for Earth, your families, and for the honor of the human race. God Speed, may the lord have mercy upon our souls."
There was nothing but silence in the cockpits of the pilots. As the words sank in, it was undoubtable. We were at the brink of war. A great storm coming to uproot our race. Who ever they were, they were not going to get what we have.
Suddenly the radio burst into battle chatter, chatter that was so dense, so fast, that one's imagination could only imagine what the front lines were like.
"Break, break!" "They are coming in from all sides!" "Oh MY GOD! NO!" "Where are they coming from?" "I'm going down, OHHHHARRRRGGGHHH!!" "Fire FIRE FIRE!!" "DIE DAMN YOU!" "THIS IS WHAT YOU GET WHEN YOU MEET UP WITH HUMANS!" "I'll shove this bird DOWN YOUR THROAT!" "I'm out of missiles, I'm out!" "It's on your tail, crap! Where did they come from!?" "Your Flying right at me!" "I need backup!!"
I reached foward in my cockpit and turned the filter to only the squadron and the Abraham. I didn't want to hear the last voices of the dieing, and the dead.
"Guys, If anything happens. I just want to let you know, that it was an honor serving with you. I don't care what anyone says, but your the best damn squadron I have ever seen. May we battle to the end with everything we have."
I bowed my head, took a few deep breaths, and closed my eyes, "Prepare to fire. Engage as soon as they are on scopes, We will break formation."
Post by: Kale on November 14, 2003, 05:35:44 pm
Post by: Rikimaru on November 14, 2003, 05:59:37 pm
"hey captain Brennan, I'm Simon and this is Havok. He's the one who needs seeing to I'm fine. Theres one dead back there, my mom and my dad is missing, i think he's under the rubble. There was a ship and it kinda crash landed in the cafe that Havok, mom and dad were in. Im going to go look for dad now that the fire's died down, take care of Havok for me please."
Simon runs off into the rubble shouting and sobbing for his dad at the same time. He removes bricks and beams and other pieces of structure. He removes a few chairs and tables from a pile to see a hand, covered with blood sticking out. He removed more of the debris to reveal his dads mangled, dead body. He pulled the body out from the debris and cried as he lay him next to his mom. He ran off and returned with 2 flowers and put one in each of his parents hands. He walks back to captain Brennan with tears streaming down his face and blood on his hands.
"no one is left alive. what can i do? i feel so empty, my parents, 20 minutes ago they were enjoying coffee and now... now they're gone."
Simon collapses to is knees and cries heavily.
"why me. what did i do to deserve this. my life is ruined, im stuck here now. i cant go home!"
Post by: Kale on November 14, 2003, 06:17:08 pm
Post by: Rikimaru on November 14, 2003, 06:26:24 pm
"OK show me the way ill help"
Post by: Kale on November 14, 2003, 06:34:30 pm
Post by: Rikimaru on November 14, 2003, 06:39:44 pm
Simon look up at Kale.
"So where did you come from?"
Post by: Kale on November 14, 2003, 06:49:03 pm
Post by: Murrg on November 15, 2003, 01:45:16 am
Later after it got dark. Bundling himself up in a blanket and folding his one good wing up he went out looking for some medical aid, finding a small shop that was not very busy he went in " Do you have any first aid kits ? " he asked the creatuer behind the counter. " In the back " came the gruff reply. " Thank you" He located a first aid kit Then relised that his money would probly not be any good " Damn" he exclamed to himsefl under his breath Serching his belongings he located a ring and finaly negotiated a deal with the shop keeper. After that he headed back to the abandoned building.
Post by: Running_Wolf on November 15, 2003, 06:55:30 am
Post by: Joel on November 15, 2003, 08:21:04 am
S/he activated the nanites within him/her, and gave him/herself more... tangible qualities.
Reddish orange fur blossomed forth from smooth skin, and long, straight black hair grew in abundance from his scalp. The fur turned white on his underbelly, and black at the tips of his ears, ends of his arms, and at his legs. He put on the most inconspicous clothes his memory could provide (Band T-shirt, in a long forgotten dialect of Standard Galactican, i.e. English), and some darkly pigmented, densly woven cotten pants. Finally, he put on an amulet, with a oddly glowing emerald in the middle of a silver dolphin design, and a ruby ring...
The Dreamer's mission had begun.
He began to walk towards the most populated area, seeing as it was only a few miles away...
He noticed a couple of figures a little bit ahead of him. He decided to try to get their attention...
"Halloa!" he said, in laughably archaic language, "God's shield save thee, good sirs, One is but a traveler searching for ye path to ye nearest village... know thou the way?"
Post by: Firebreath on November 15, 2003, 06:49:06 pm
Travel in space ways wasn't an 100% exact science, but could be pretty close. Jason just hoped that the clock was right, because he was starting to be very, very, very bored of waiting...
Couple minutes later, something appeared on his screen. The computer flared, in it's cold, lifeless voice. "Object in range. Scanning configuration." Jason jumped out of his seat, and his finger ran on the buttons on the interface of his ship. "Configuration: High-class transport. Medium speed vessel. Three docking bays. Current velocity: 1024 kilometers per second. ETA fourteen minutes to junction point."
The computer stopped talking, and the whole ship became silent. "This is it..." Jason thought, as he removed the safety on his distress signal.
His radio started to emit a constant signal, which would appear on any ship's command and communication console within one parsec. There was no way the vessel in the system wouldn't come to his help now. All he had to do was to wait for an incoming message from them, and hope his ruse would work.
Post by: Kale on November 15, 2003, 08:02:13 pm
Post by: Ukiko on November 16, 2003, 12:33:00 am
Naturally...
He tapped the comm for the interior suite.
"Midori-Sama, I'm afraid we're going to have a delay. There's a ship in distress nearby, we need to answer the hail and lend assistance. Please make yourself comfortable."
Tapping the comm again, he hailed the distressed vessel. "Vessel in distress, this is transport ship Amuboshi, we've recieved your call, what is the nature of your emergency and what assistance can we provide?"
Post by: Firebreath on November 16, 2003, 01:26:02 am
He took a panicked voice. "Oh, gosh Amuboshi, you have NO IDEA how glad I am to hear you! I was on my way, and my engine failed really badly. Seems that the main fuel pump went out, and fried the whole electro-magnetic compression assembly. The computer shut down the engine, but it's quite repairable. The problem is, I can't do it in EVA. I need to wield some parts, and you know how hard it is to burn something without oxygen... And I didn't carry my airless wielder with me on this trip. All I'm asking is about an hour or two in your docking bay, and I'll be on my way. That's if you can spare one..."
He crossed his fingers. This was the moment of truth...
Post by: Running_Wolf on November 16, 2003, 06:00:59 am
Post by: Joel on November 16, 2003, 07:12:28 am
"Sirs, One must asketh thee to answer mine question: where is ye closest population center?"
As they continued to ignore him, he emitted an unholy shriek as he went into battle mode... a bit of a glitch in the nanites programming, unfortunately... there wasn't much left.
Post by: Running_Wolf on November 16, 2003, 07:37:08 am
"Identify yourself or I'll let you see your brains!" Havok growled at the stranger. "And I mean it"
Post by: Jalex Darnco on November 16, 2003, 08:01:44 am
So far at least 30 identifable other squadrons were in the area, as well as 50 some odd capital ships. On the edge of the screen, there were the blips of the unknowns. Almost like a swarm. It was almost time.
Suddenly there appeared a mass of ships right in the middle of the American holding formation. Hundreds of them. But... how-
"BREAK! ENGAGE!" And so the battle began.
I kicked the throttle to the highest setting, and my fighter lept foward, as I twisted it's elegant shape around, to meet with the now expanding enemy attack group. Already I could see explosions and gun fire flying.
The larger ships began to slowly turn, twisting their broad sides towards the attack group, in hopes of getting all their weapons within the fireing arc. I watched as fighters flew in from every direction, their hullls glinting in the distant sun's light.
*Beep Beep* "Target lock detected"
"crap!" I jinxed the fighter to the side, then hitting the afterburners, I Pulled on the stick, causing me to flip my fighter over my former position, though the enemy was smart, It followed. Rolling to the left, I then did a sharp dive, narrowly missing the hull of a capital ship. It still followed.
I turned my ventral side to one of the large capital ships, and hit the afterburner again, changing my direction sharply. It was well calcualated to the point that I was able to avoid the hull by a few feet. I sped across the hull, yawing left and right as some sort of energy weapon fire flew by me. Pulling hard on the stick, my fighter flipped upward, then with a new need for speed, I had the fighter tuck its wings back.
Ready... set... go... I fired the atmospheric escape thrusters, and my fighter lept foward pressing me into my seat. Of course this was an ill advised manuver, but I didn't care much right this moment. Then Shutting off the engines, my fighter drifted with it's new speed, and I extended the wings out again. Okay. We'll do this quick.
5....4....3....2....1. I pressed the stick down, and once I got to the 90 degree point, I pulled it, canceling my turn once I got to the point I was faceing rear. There, I was stareing my enemy in the face. I was certainly going faster then it, but it had manuverability. I didn't.
Pulling the trigger I fired off the Rotary cannons. A spray of bullets lept foward towards my target. Suddenly, some sort of purpulish, blue bubble flaird up around it. Sheilds?! Damn!
I suddenly saw the hull of the enemy ship begin to spark, and glow with a blue light. It almost seemed to get brighter and brighter. The sparks flying across the hull in a more rapid pace, like it was building up for something. Then it began to acclerate. Towards me! Is it doing a kamakazii? No! No! Why? It has the upper hand!
It accelerated even faster, to the near point that it was only a matter of secounds. Then it's hull flashed a bright white light, blinding me. Warining sounds went off madly in my cockpit, the radio leaping into a wave of static, and my paniced mind raceing for an answer, in my blind state.
Little did I know, I wasn't in SOL anymore. I wasn't anywhere anymore.
Post by: Joel on November 16, 2003, 01:35:40 pm
| Quote (Running_Wolf @ Nov. 16 2003, 7:37 am) |
The red glow died down, as the Dreamer's mental faculities took hold again. He held his forehead, as if a large headache was racking him...
"One could be called many things, sir, but one would prefer that thou callest one Joel... that appellation is more of a pseudonym than anything else, but it serves my... purposes."
He stood up straight, looking the stranger directly in the eye. Suddenly, the nanites that controlled his language updated at this new language, and he was able to speak 'regularly', you might say.
"I am here to warn your populace of a grave danger that resides here. I am from a planet known as 'Earth', in the Sol System... I left about 5,000 years ago in a sleeper ship... Please forgive my previous outburst, but 5,000 years of sleep does tend to make one restless..."
Post by: Kale on November 16, 2003, 01:48:48 pm
'Earth...' He thought 'Is less than a myth back home, and this worries me... as does this joel...'
Post by: Running_Wolf on November 16, 2003, 02:06:59 pm
"All I ask is medical treatment and a slamm ship. If you don't have a one, I'll stick around until you get one"
He started to speak to Joel again.
"What kind of being are you?"
Post by: Joel on November 16, 2003, 02:31:57 pm
He paused, apparently for effect.
"This lifeform, is not so much a lifeform, as a machine of destruction in the guise of a lifeform... a pestilence, a cancer. It chews through planetary populations and operates on paranoia and primal fear... I think a picture might be more appropriate than I describing it to you..."
Joel then pressed his right temple, and activated the image projector in his retina....
Post by: Running_Wolf on November 16, 2003, 02:40:42 pm
"So what you're saying is this thing's gonna kill us all?"
A bemused look appeared on Havok's face.
Post by: Rikimaru on November 16, 2003, 04:03:27 pm
"wha..."
Then Simon hears a loud scream.
"woah woah calm down!!"
He saw Havok raise his gun, he went to stop him, but he didnt as this being may have been hostile. He listens to the convosation they have and looks horrified by the creature that was shown to him. He turned to Kale with a horified look on his face and he stuttered as he spoke.
"L...l...l lets get th... the hell off thi.... this rock before that..... thing gets us! I dont wanna die!"
Post by: Kale on November 16, 2003, 04:24:26 pm
Post by: Running_Wolf on November 16, 2003, 05:20:48 pm
He lowered his gun and limped into the craft.
Post by: Murrg on November 16, 2003, 07:25:42 pm
Post by: Joel on November 16, 2003, 07:34:59 pm
Joel looked rather grim.
"I'll elaborate, if you like."
Post by: Murrg on November 16, 2003, 11:08:46 pm
Post by: Ukiko on November 16, 2003, 11:57:12 pm
Post by: Firebreath on November 17, 2003, 12:18:29 am
He looked around him nearly in panic. He ahd to find something... he started to breathe heavily... Breathe... Breathing air...
OF COURSE!
"Captain, I am very thankful for your actions. But, by then, my air supply will be gone... This vessel is an old one and is not equipped with a state-of-the-art air filtering system. I was en-route to get the current system fixed, but in the meantime I'm on canned air."
He stopped for a second.
"In about 15 minutes, I'll be breathing enough CO2 to stop a whole forest fire... Listen, I don't mind if you just drop me off wherever you are going. If you would just be kind enough to let me in your repair bay, I'll go with you wherever you go and when I can exit your ship, without affecting your time table, I'll do so."
He stopped for a moment again. He wanted to let the dramatic tension build some more.
"Please, sir, I really don't want to die out here! That's not a way for anyone to die today! I implore you captain..."
That last sentence was stretched as much as it could before it got suspicious.
And if they didn't let him get in, well... there was always plan B: Improvise. After all, he did enter ships before when he wasn't welcome... why would this time be any different?
Post by: Ukiko on November 17, 2003, 01:06:30 am
He hit the comm. "Midori-Sama, there's going to be a very slight delay. The ship that set off the distress signal is more heavily damaged than we thought. We're letting him in for repairs."
In her Suite, Midori frowned, slightly. "Oh?" She said into the comm. "Is....is anyone hurt....?" She felt a little knot tighten in her stomach. Space travel could be dangerous. She'd known that, but only in the most abstract way. The freighter, well, that had been a lost shipment. She'd never really thought of the people involved. This brought it home to her, and it was a bit frightening.
"No, no. He's fine. Just needs to make some repairs so he doesn't run out of oxygen before other help gets here. Just take a moment."
"That's good," she replied. "I don't mind the wait."
Into the other comm he said " Damaged Vessel, you are clear for entry on port #1, we'll send one of our engineers down to help with repairs. Hope you don't mind ending up in the Darvin Cluster, because we'll be making the jump shortly."
He turned to his first officer. "I want a team of guards in port 1. I don't expect any trouble, but since we're hauling the 'Princess' I don't want to take too many chances."
Post by: Kale on November 17, 2003, 03:51:13 am
Post by: Murrg on November 17, 2003, 05:44:31 am
Post by: Running_Wolf on November 17, 2003, 11:19:03 am
Post by: Rikimaru on November 17, 2003, 11:46:14 am
"wow, i've never seen anything like this. how the hell does such things exist?"
Simon followed Havok and Kale to the medical room and watch the automated things do their thing. He hears Havok mention a war and is worried.
"a war!? there's gonna be a war!? with what? why? when?! how can you even think of war!?"
Post by: Running_Wolf on November 17, 2003, 11:56:27 am
"Kid, there's something I gotta tell you. Those beings that Joel showed you will be after us all. Since he's here to warn us, I think they're gonna come here and kill us all. We have two choices. We can warn everyone and ge them prepared to fight back, or we can leave it and let them destroy us. To be honest, I'd rather die fighting than to let them walk all over me. I won't force any of you to do something you don't want to. If you don't want to fight, Kale can drop you off at a planet somewhere. Hopefully Kale will see what I mean and help me out. It's your call, kid"
Post by: Rikimaru on November 17, 2003, 12:02:24 pm
Simon wanders off to a quiet part of the ship and thinks long and hard. About 20 minutes later he returns.
"OK I've come to a conclusion that those things destroyed the cafe and murdered my parents. I'll stay and fight, for them, to show that I'm strong and I'm not afraid. And these assholes ain't gonna walk all over me. I gues i really have to fight as they'll probably follow us am i right? So I have no other choice 'cos if i go to another planet, it's just a matter of time until they get me."
Post by: dodgers on November 17, 2003, 12:02:36 pm
"Havok! You're ok!" i thaught u were killed in the crash.
Post by: Running_Wolf on November 17, 2003, 12:03:41 pm
Post by: dodgers on November 17, 2003, 12:05:33 pm
Post by: Running_Wolf on November 17, 2003, 12:09:13 pm
Havok pointed in Simon's direction.
Post by: dodgers on November 17, 2003, 12:11:54 pm
Post by: Running_Wolf on November 17, 2003, 12:13:37 pm
Havok held out his paw for Dodgers to shake.
Post by: dodgers on November 17, 2003, 12:17:00 pm
Post by: Running_Wolf on November 17, 2003, 12:24:53 pm
Post by: dodgers on November 17, 2003, 12:28:14 pm
Post by: Running_Wolf on November 17, 2003, 12:57:59 pm
Post by: Joel on November 17, 2003, 02:31:37 pm
What Joel Entered
He also added a bit of peripheral information on three other races: The Humans, The Yautja, and The Bio-Mechanoids.
A Huge Amount Of Info About The Yautja
Information on the Jockey Race, as well as places of interest within the galaxy to humans
OOC: Obviously, most of this is for 'frame of reference', and what couldn't possibly be known as of now shouldn't be mentioned, i.e. every bit and piece of the bio-mechanoids info... I'm just lazy and found websites... XD
Post by: Running_Wolf on November 17, 2003, 02:46:47 pm
Havok emptied his holsters and checked his weapons. His Desert Eagle and dual Uzis had never let him down. He wasn't gonna let them fail at the most important time, like when he was shooting crap.
"Looks like they work good. Never know when they'll be handy. Hey, Kale! Show me the missile launchers. I'll see if I can fix them up. If not, Dodgers is a bit of a grease monkey. He could fix it up if there's something more than an internam computer failure"
Post by: Kale on November 17, 2003, 04:16:52 pm
His face was grim, he had seen the enemies before on ancient vidcasts, they had been the reason for the construction of this ship as a defence. He would not let them do what they had done to his people before they had been pushed back.
Post by: Jalex Darnco on November 17, 2003, 05:02:24 pm
(imagine something like the time tunnels from Doctor Who, if ya ever seen that.)
Looking down and across the instrument panel, I could see that many of the controls were dead. There were some red lights blinking, but there was no sound. I could not even hear my self moving. It was... perfect silence. Absolutly no sound.
It was as if I was suspended in time, but I was feeling the passage of it easily enough.
I tried to speak, but no sound came out of my mouth. I tried to press a few of the buttons on the console, but nothing worked.
Suddenly the fighter shuddered very violently, then there was a jerk and the blackness of space reappeared around me. Sounds began to flood the cabin surprising me into a shocked state before recovering.
"Warning warning! Gravity Well Detected! Unable to compensate! Alert, Engines are not responding, manuver drives inoperable. Gravity Well Detected."
"No, No no! Computer Engage Backup systems!"
"Unable to comply, Backup system responce subsystems are not responding."
"Aren't there back-ups on the back-up systems? crap! Do a hard Reboot of the system."
"That is not a recomen-"
"I don't give a crap, Just do it!"
"Hard reboot in progress, please stand-by."
I watched as my cockpit went dark, and then I notcied the world from the brief glimpses of my out of control spin. Then the systems began to whine back up again.
Another flash of the world below. Oh, no, If I don't correct my decsent, I'm going to burn up! crap!
"Computer! Correct Planetary atmoshperic descent course!"
"Unable to comply."
"DO IT DAMN IT!"
"Unable to comply."
I punched into the communications panel, and set my systems to the widest band possible, "This is Leutienant Dignan to anyone who can hear me! My fighter is on an out of control spin out, This is Leutienant Dignan calling a mayday to anyone who can hear me! Engines are out, Computer is unable to respond to commands, backups down. I am entering planetary atmopshere, HELP ME!"
Post by: Joel on November 17, 2003, 05:41:21 pm
"C'Jit!" said the young, unblooded yautja, as he flared his mandibles, "You're telling me that the area selected for the Kainde amedha chiva is unpopulated?!? How could the Elders have made this mistake?"
"Hma'mi'de, Bakuub, remember that this was made on old mapping information... we yautja have not hunted here for millen-"
Dachande was cut off by the low, growl of one of the older warriors of the clan. His head was cocked to one side, looking at the two.
"M-di H'lak! Another hunting ground has been found, and we still have the Kainde Amedha eggs with us to seed the new planet..."
Yeyinde, the interrupter, walked over to a console and activated the display. It showed the very planet Joel had just landed on...
Post by: Firebreath on November 17, 2003, 05:57:28 pm
"Thanks for everything Amuboshi! I'd rather end up at the other end of the gaalxy than to die here! I'll be in and out in a jiffy! An hour or so, and I'll just be a bad memory!"
And he grinned at the irony. "Bad memory indeed..." he thought.
"Ready for tow when you are. Over and out!"
He closed the comm channel, and started to enter commands to the main computer. He activated some unusual sub-routines that would allow him to let the ship be piloted from a distance, as well as fake several smaller engine failures. An engineer would have at least 5 hours of work to do, according to the failures he had his ship mimicked. And when he was done this, he transferred the diagram of the ship to his battle-computer, inside his helmet. That way, he would know exactly where to go in order to find the girl, and ge to the bridge.
In the meantime, he equipped his armor's boots with special undercoating, made specifically not to make any sound when walking. That would prove useful, most probably.
He finally unplugged his power source from the ship's, and his mind cleared. He was getting into "combat mode". Either the stealthy approach or the hard one, he would fulfill his contract.
There was no turning back now.
Post by: Ukiko on November 18, 2003, 01:15:41 am
The Chief Engineer waited in the docking bay for the disabled vessel to be brought in, tapping her claws absently on a table. Well, it would give her something to do for awhile on an otherwise routine (read:boring) journey. The rat tried to ignore the guards milling around the main enterance to the ship. There were six guards, and herself....it was hard to imagine that *if* this guy wanted trouble, it would take all of them to bring him down, even considering the non-leathal stun guns issued to the defense force.......
Post by: Murrg on November 18, 2003, 04:07:15 am
Post by: Joel on November 18, 2003, 07:25:48 am
Bakuub and Dachande were preparing themselves for the coming test. If they failed, they would die... but if they succeeded, they would be truely honored warriors. They both meditated, honing their concentration, as Yeyinde walked in.
"It is time..." he stated
Both Bakuub and Dachande rose, and walked over to the drop-pod bay, not betraying any kind of nervousness, or so they thought. Yeyinde could see through their act; he knew, for he had felt the same trepidation before his own Kainde Amedha Chiva, but he knew that they would probably survive, even that grumbler Bakuub...
Post by: Firebreath on November 18, 2003, 09:13:17 am
When it finally opened, he dashed outside, unseen by anyone, before they could get near the airlock. He hugged the side of his vessel before sliding down the wall of the docking bay.
He gave a vocal command to his helmet-mounted computer. His command wasn't heard by anyone, his external speaker not activated.
A small map of the vessel appeared at the top right corner of his field of vision, which let him navigate easily.
But right now, the guards could pose a problem. He only had limited invisibilty and he had to keep his presence on the ship unknown as much as possible, or at least, not get to sound a general alarm right away. His position was too centered on one point and he would be an easy target if he either didn't move out right away or take care of them.
"Ah, screw it..." he thought, as he gave another command to his on-board computer, this one to locate the nearest alarm-sounding device. There were two in this room. The first one, he could very easily see it and get to it in a jiffy.
The second one was nearer to the guards. The other one was near two guards at the entrance of the room, and those would pose to be a problem.
He slowly walked towards the first one, and disabled it without a sound. He looked toward the other alarm lever, and sweated slightly. He had hoped to go through this mission with having to kill anyone. But as his drill officer said back then, it's better them than you.
Always better them...
Post by: Running_Wolf on November 18, 2003, 11:17:33 am
Post by: Rikimaru on November 18, 2003, 01:37:24 pm
"I can't believe im gonna do this"
He suddenly has an idea. He thought he needed a close range weapon, should they get too close for comfort. He runs up to Kale.
"errrm... is it ok if i go back into the town, i saw a shop that sold close range weapons and i feel that i would be safer with one. Do you want anything while I'm down there? And does anyone know, when this is going to happen?"
Post by: Running_Wolf on November 18, 2003, 01:54:18 pm
Post by: Joel on November 18, 2003, 02:36:51 pm
The machine planted eggs at abou the rate of 1 ever ten feet in a straight line, and then self destructed when it finished. Startled animals came over to investigate the noise...
and the horror began.
Post by: Rikimaru on November 18, 2003, 02:52:07 pm
"look Havok if we're gonna have them lasers ready in time, you're gonna have to stay behind. Damn now i gotta run, its not far is it?"
Post by: Running_Wolf on November 18, 2003, 02:54:20 pm
Post by: Rikimaru on November 18, 2003, 03:19:07 pm
"Guys hurry up the pods are hatching!!!"
Post by: dodgers on November 18, 2003, 03:32:17 pm
Post by: Ukiko on November 18, 2003, 04:02:27 pm
She frowned as the door slid open, but no one exited. Worried, she motioned two guards to come with her as she approached the door.
"Hello? You okay in there, buddy? You didn't blow yerself up, did you??"
Post by: Kale on November 18, 2003, 04:15:38 pm
Kale led havok down to the missile bays and left him there, returning to the bridge and sitting in the command chair. He focused, and allowed his mind to slip into the ship, opening the cargobay and bringing the turret systems online, preparing to target the seeds and eliminate them as they continued to hatch.
Then he noticed dodgers, running at the pods like some kind of suicide machine, he activated the ships external megaphone "Stay away from them those things are too dangerous to just charge!"
Post by: Joel on November 18, 2003, 05:09:58 pm
"GOOD GOD, NO SIMON! YOU'LL BE INFESTED!"
Joel noticed that quite a few of the eggs stood empty already, the facehuggers long gone...
Post by: Murrg on November 18, 2003, 06:45:13 pm
Post by: Firebreath on November 19, 2003, 12:44:33 am
That's when he heard the engineer call in his vessel. He muttered under his breath. "Nobody ever thaught that person any manners, it would seem." he thought as he activated the ship's intercom system from his current position.
"You'll have to excuse me for a minute... natural urges tend to always happen at a bad time..." he said, his voice taken inside his vessel. It wasn't a big one, but big enough to have some rooms and make all that explanation plausible. "I'll be there in about a minute..." he added as he walked right next to the guards.
He opened a compartment on his belt, and quickly closed it, hoping nobody saw it. He placed a little bit of semtex-4 explosive on the side of the alarm device, and ran back into his ship, unheard.
He walked passed the engineer, and realized it was a female. Not that he had anything against it. But it's always a nice thing to know. He was really bad at flirting, but who knows, maybe his luck will play this time and he'll get some more spare parts for free?
He opened a door and stepped in, quickly, without being seen. He deactivated his armor's cloacking device, and removed his helmet, which he slung under his left arm.
He re-opened the door and walked about 2 meters and greeted the engineers and the guards.
"So, I guess you're the cavalry, huh? Thanks a million for helping me out! I only had 15 minutes of canned air left in this suit..." he said, smiling.
He extended his right paw and smiled at the engineer. "I'm Jason. Nice to meet you, miss...?"
Post by: Ukiko on November 19, 2003, 12:59:52 am
Post by: Kale on November 19, 2003, 03:46:50 am
Post by: Murrg on November 19, 2003, 03:53:44 am
Post by: Running_Wolf on November 19, 2003, 11:18:20 am
"Let's see ..." he muttered to himself. "...everything seems to be in order ... except the fact they don't work ... launching procedures are intact ... so are the on-board targeting ... ah ... command protocols are damaged"
He started tp type and heard a loud bang.
"Whoa! What was that?"
He heard Kale's voice over the externam intercom and realised what was happening.
"crap! I should've listened to those rumours!"
He typed faster than ever to repair the damaged file.
"Come on, come on, come on! Just a little longer..."
Post by: Rikimaru on November 19, 2003, 03:37:18 pm
IC: Simon ran as fast as he could, he backtracked the route to the town he took, which inevitably took him past the pods. As he looked over at them, he saw that some were open. His fear grew and he got his pistol out and turned the safety off. He continued to run, the hand to hand weapons rattled as he ran and something seemed to jump out in front of him, it was parsite like, it looked like some sort of wierd spider with a tail. It jumped for him, his heart skipped a beat as he shot it. Some of the blood spattered on Simons hand. It burned like his hand was on fire, it ate through his skin and bone fast. He ran as fast as he could through the country, not turning back. He ducked as he saw the lasers being shot and he finally made it to the ship. He slammed the door shut behind him and unholstered the items he bought at the shop, all apart from the 6ft staff. He dropped the other weapons on the floor and holstered his pistol, turning the safety on. The newly equipped cub wandered around looking for someone, his hand still burning, now the blood had almost burnt all the way through his hand.
"HELP, MEDIC!" he screamed...
Post by: Running_Wolf on November 19, 2003, 04:01:58 pm
"bleep this!" He shouted, throwing his laptop to one side.
He ran towards the position of the scream. He didn't know the ship too good so he ran into dead-ends a few times.
"Come on, come on, THINK!!!" thought to himself, almost as if he was arguing with his mind. "Whoever screamed needs you right now, Havok. Get yor butt over there NOW!!"
He bumped into the voice's owner accidentally, and was taken aback by what he saw.
"Simon! Simon, you ok? Come on, kid, let's get you to the medi-bay"
He steered Simon towards the bedical bay as quick as he could.
"Lie down there, let's see, uuuh, come on, think" he muttered to himself. He knew the kid only had a limited amount of time. "Acid! What neutralises acid...uuuh...acid is made of hydrogen ions...that stuff is pure acid...any hydroxide ion will neutralise it...H20!!"
He took a jug of water and poured it over Simon's arm. "This might hurt a bit, kid, but it'll help"
The acid soon lost it's ferocity and dripped harmlessly from what was left of Simon's arm.
"Uuuh, sorry about the delay kiddo, Not quite sure of this place. We'll let the medical bot things do their thing on your arm. Hopefully, you'll get a prosthetic limb. My dad had one. He was still a heck of a shot" Havok smiled.
Post by: Rikimaru on November 19, 2003, 04:12:34 pm
"i hope this prosthetic limb will be ok i need my hands!"
Simon lays back on the bed as he almost passes out because of the pain he suffered.
"damn i dont feel so good, why did i have to go near them?! why!?"
Post by: Firebreath on November 19, 2003, 08:21:19 pm
He pointed at the rear part of the ship. "The engine's over there. I think it,s the sub-fusion datacore that melted, therefore screwing up the plasma transductor alignment. But I ain't no engineer... That's hardly my field."
He looked at the two guards. And nodded. "Gee, I didn't know I was that much of a threat..."
Post by: Ukiko on November 20, 2003, 12:12:35 am
She glanced at Jason. "This may take awhile. I'm good, damn good, but...you were pretty accurate when you said it was FUBAR."
Post by: Murrg on November 20, 2003, 09:26:41 am
Post by: Running_Wolf on November 20, 2003, 12:10:15 pm
"Who are you?" Havok demanded.
Post by: Murrg on November 20, 2003, 12:27:20 pm
Post by: Running_Wolf on November 20, 2003, 12:39:52 pm
He pointed to the cast on his leg.
"He didn't give me that, but he fixed it up good. He should be in the cockpit area. Tell him we've gotta take off now"
Post by: Murrg on November 20, 2003, 12:47:59 pm
Post by: Running_Wolf on November 20, 2003, 12:59:35 pm
Post by: Murrg on November 20, 2003, 01:05:12 pm
Post by: Running_Wolf on November 20, 2003, 01:09:27 pm
Post by: Murrg on November 20, 2003, 01:13:09 pm
Post by: Running_Wolf on November 20, 2003, 01:41:50 pm
Havok pointed Murrg to the medi-bay.
"Hey, Simon. This guy just kinda showed up at the door. He'll hang stay with you while I tell Kale to take off. Dodgers should be in the missile room, fixing things up. If he tries to hurt you, use one of your weapons"
Havok ran to the cockpit, following random paths. He made it without meeting a dead-end.
"Kale! We need to get outta here now. We don't want those things in or on this ship. If it comes to the worse, I'll take over the weapons systems. I'll be in the medi-bay if you need me. Simon's injured. Acid or something burned his paw off"
Post by: Murrg on November 20, 2003, 01:48:37 pm
Post by: dodgers on November 20, 2003, 02:33:10 pm
everything ok here ive set the 4 photon misels up tell me when 2 fire
Post by: Rikimaru on November 20, 2003, 06:02:07 pm
"hey im Simon, and judging by the look on your face you wanna know why i went on my own. Well i was offered help, but i told them i would go, they needed everyone here really. i just felt that we needed some form of close range weapon, you never know how close something can get, or when you'll run outta ammo. So thats why i went. i chose so dont blame them and my new hand seems to work fine"
Simon wiggles his fingers around a bit, still getting used to the new hand. He sits up and looks at the stranger play with a vile of some sort.
"so, who are you? and what's that supposed to do?"
Post by: Kale on November 20, 2003, 07:10:21 pm
Post by: Firebreath on November 20, 2003, 09:59:23 pm
"Yeah, I remember something similar on a YFF-101 training fighter. It one heck of a job to keep that piece of history space-worthy, I swear."
He ran his free paw through his deep, black hair.
"And can I ask why I'm thought of as a threat? I mean, we have what, 3 hours to spend here, and in wayspace, at that. We all know that a ship of the size of mine can dock, but not undock with a bigger one, laws of physics ruling..."
He smiled at her.
"Not wanting to sound rude or anything, but is there somewhere I could go to take a shower? I have nothing but this EVA suit, but that's still not a reason not to get cleaned up after all the sweat I made in there, being scared to hell and back and the like..." he smiled softly at her.
Post by: Murrg on November 21, 2003, 12:26:12 am
Post by: Ukiko on November 21, 2003, 02:37:31 am
Eh, not likely. She chuckled to herself. He was kindof endearing, truthfully. Seemed harmless enough to trust with a shower, at least.
"Eh, you know protocol. It's a fancy ship, you could be a pirate, suchlike things. You can head down past the barracks to a shower room, left side of the hall. One of the guards can show you so they'll be out of my hair."
She motioned one of the guards over, a bored-looking young cat. "Nico, if you could take a moment from your busy schedule, please show our guest to the showers, okay?"
Nico nodded with no change in his bored expression. "yea. Just follow me, kay?" He turned and led the way from the hangar.
Post by: Kale on November 21, 2003, 03:52:58 am
On the bridge, the ships captain, Kale, looked down on the planet and knew that now he would make ready for a war... and if his dreams were correct, these 'aleins' were only the start of his trouble. He sighed, just glad to be back in space again.
Post by: Rikimaru on November 21, 2003, 12:22:09 pm
"well if it's possible to get this bionic hand off, ill use the Rmk Knitters, it's not that theres something wrong with this hand, i'm grateful for it, but i just dont feel right with it."
Simon walks up to an intercom in the medical bay and speaks into it.
"errr hello? ummm... this guy his name is murrg and he's offered me this thing that can rebuild the tissue in my hand, i was just wondering, weather it err... was possible to get the bionic hand off? dont get me wrong i am grateful for it, but personally i'd rather have a hand that didnt look so sharp on me."
Post by: Kale on November 21, 2003, 01:58:03 pm
Post by: Jalex Darnco on November 21, 2003, 06:17:58 pm
"Warning, external hull temprature is exceeding recommended levels. Recommend abort of atmospheric re-entry, Fail safes engaging. Main drives are unresponsive, manuver drives are at 20%, engaging a cold start."
The vibrations slowly grew in intensity as the view outside the cockpit was being eaten away by licks of flames, which blackened the outside of the diamond coated glass.
"Manuver drives are responding, engaging retro thrusters. Main Drives are responding, 10% capability now availible. Engaging main drives."
Suddenly I could feel a jarring motion and an even louder rumble, I could feel myself growing dizzy, as the heat inside the cockpit slowly grew. I could almost feel the sweat streaming down my body. I felt like giving up, this was it, I was going to die. But the computer wasn't going to let me, it did everything it could to save me, and its self.
I could see nothing out the cockpit windows anymore, having been blackened to a near totatlity. The only light was from the console infront of me. The vibrations from the fighter it's self, and the heat were my company. Everything else passed without my knowing.
I could feel the fighter slowly stabalize, the heat dissipating to a more cooler chill. I almost felt like I could relax.
"Obstruction detected on canopy, computer aided flight will continue to be active, unless user intervention does happen.
Current program, locating clear area for lateral landing, to allow for salvage, and repairs. Now activating long range emergancy transponder. Medical supplies if needed are located in an external compartment. Sensors detect that no damage was sustained by those contents. Damage report is being compiled, and will be sent along with transponder signal once completed.
Landing Zone has been located, Now approaching. Recommend that user maintain location within the cockpit till the hull has cooled to a sufficiant temprature as to not burn the user. Current Hull temprature is 523 degrees celsius."
It looks like I'll have to land in a lake to cool this thing off. I can wait, especially after that. Hopefully a salvage team will get to me.
Post by: Joel on November 22, 2003, 07:26:51 am
:MEanwhile, in Interstellar Space:
The Bone ship was an oddity, for it seemed to have been grown rather than constructed. It was huge, as well, at least 2-3 times larger than a ship of similar purpose...
Post by: Running_Wolf on November 22, 2003, 04:08:09 pm
"Hmmm," He thought to himself. "This is a good ship, but nothing to do on it, other than work. Must've been dreary. What can I do here though?"
He paced around the bridge of the ship, checking out the controls.
"Hmm, operated by touch panels. At least it's up to date. Looks like the standard crap. What the ..."
Something caught his attention on a panel marked 'Targeting'. Something was shown on the screen.
"A ship?" He said to himself. "What's a ship doing out here? Looks inactive ... wierd markings on it ... strange life readings ... but life support's inactive on that ship, nothing can survive on it ... what the hell?"
A reading on the panel was growing rapidly.
"crap! It's powering up!!"
He looked around for an alarm button and slammed it down hard.
"KALE! WE GOT A PROBLEM HERE!"
Post by: Kale on November 22, 2003, 08:09:51 pm
Post by: Murrg on November 22, 2003, 11:01:22 pm
Post by: Firebreath on November 23, 2003, 02:14:32 am
He slowly followed the cat. "So, what's this ship for anyway? Hardly ever seen anything that fancy passed rigel-IV... " He smiled at him.
He looked around. So far, the ship seemed to be pretty deserted. probably working on skeleton crew. But he couldn't know that until he went to engineering. As always, engineering was the best way to judge of a ship's crew level. Mostly because it was the heart of every ship.
He was thinking of a way to get wherever he needed to go once he judged of the strenght of the ship.
But he'd have to secure a weapon. His guns were all locked in a scure part of his ship, and he needed them to be stowed while he took care of basic recon.
And barracks usually meant weapons nearby... He would have to check his diagrams... after his shower.
Post by: Running_Wolf on November 23, 2003, 04:26:36 am
Post by: Kale on November 23, 2003, 07:47:06 am
Post by: Jalex Darnco on November 23, 2003, 08:41:17 am
There had to be someone out there, the salvage teams must of seen me go down. They don't leave anyone lying around, do they?
I decided to try hailing someone up again.
"This is Lieutenant Dignan of Dragon Fire Squadron, hailing anyone who can recieve. Systems have sustained major damage. Hull extremly hot, can not open canopy. Heat Damage extensive. Inappropiate atmospheric re-entry. Oxygen time..." I tapped the dial that was supposed to read my O2 levels, which seemed dead, "... unknown. Calling Any allied salvage teams, This is Lieutenant Dignan of the American Space Navy to anyone who can hear me."
I waited in my silence once again. There was nothing to do, but wait. Either for the hull to cool down, or for someone to get to me. Maybe... I can try to find where I was.
"Computer, identify location."
"Location unknown."
"Define."
"There are no matching refrence points in which to determine location."
"Have you checked with star placement, or even solar distance?"
"Confirmed, all parameters were utilized in attempts to comply."
"Analyze external conditions."
"Atmospheric content: Nominal, 75% nitrogen, 25% oxygen, and 1% other gases. Temprature is of 42 degrees celsius. Temprate zone in similar qualities. Unidentifiable flora and fauna, not located in database. Airborn Bacterial is of unidentified origion, unthreatening."
"So your saying that everything out there is diffrent then that of what is in the database? How many recorded database entries are there?"
"There are at current 50,000 floral entries, and 6,000 fauna entries. Bacterial entries are based on a catagory rateing system."
"And with all of that, not one match. Where the hell am I?"
"Location is undeterminable."
"Thanks for the update."
"Your gratitude is not required."
"Shut up."
Post by: Running_Wolf on November 23, 2003, 10:48:31 am
"All set here, Kale" Havok said.
His trigger finger was itching...
Post by: Kale on November 23, 2003, 11:46:39 am
Post by: Running_Wolf on November 23, 2003, 12:50:50 pm
"Something's up. They should've hailed us by now" Said Havok. "This don't feel good"
Post by: Rikimaru on November 23, 2003, 12:54:22 pm
"DAMN IT! I can't wait here anymore!"
Simon leaves the med bay, he wrote a note to Murrg and left it on a nearby table as he heads off towards the bridge. Simon wandered and looked at the walls and corridors, taking all the sights in. He had never seen anything like this in his life and he was totally bewildered by it all. Eventually he found the bridge and saw both Havok and Kale at the turrets.
"errr... guys, whats going on? and i thought Murrg came up here?"
Post by: Running_Wolf on November 23, 2003, 01:01:19 pm
"Kid, what are you doing up here? You were supposed to stay in the medi-bay. I know you want to stick up for yourself, but you were ro stay there for your safety. Get back down there!"
He turned back to the console, hoping he missed nothing.
Post by: Kale on November 23, 2003, 01:49:32 pm
Post by: Running_Wolf on November 23, 2003, 01:53:39 pm
He stared at Kale, waiting for him to back down.
Post by: Ukiko on November 23, 2003, 02:08:45 pm
They stopped, and Nico indicated a door. "Yea, that's the shower room....." He looked restless. Sighed. "So, whatever. I'll hang out here...."
Post by: Kale on November 23, 2003, 02:10:34 pm
Post by: Running_Wolf on November 23, 2003, 02:13:11 pm
"Well, we're gonna find out. What's the objective?"
Post by: Kale on November 23, 2003, 02:35:43 pm
Post by: Running_Wolf on November 23, 2003, 02:44:04 pm
Havok made his way to the pilot bay. Thoughts flew through his mind like raindrops in a storm.
"What if I don't make it back? What if Kale's ship gets destroyed? What if whatever's on this ship ain't Anthro? What if I get trapped? What if ... it doesn't bare thinking about, just stop thinking!"
He climbed into the cockpit of a sleek looking fighter and took a long breath. "It might be my last" he thought.
"OK, Kale, open the airlock and I'll take this baby out"
Post by: Rikimaru on November 23, 2003, 03:32:35 pm
Post by: Kale on November 23, 2003, 03:34:04 pm
Post by: Joel on November 23, 2003, 06:50:07 pm
Picture of Exterior of Ship
Post by: Firebreath on November 23, 2003, 09:12:55 pm
Revealing all that sensitive information confirmed without a doubt that he had the right transport. Now, he knew he should get into action. But first, he'd had to get rid of this feline guard, if he could even be worthy of the title, that was sticking to him.
He was about to enter the door and turned his head toward the kitty. "Sorry to bother you, but considering those are the showers, and I'm about to get soaking wet, is there anywhere I could get a towel before actually getting in there and soaking myself clean?"
He smiled as he asked the cat, trying to be as unthreatening as possible.
Post by: Ukiko on November 24, 2003, 12:29:40 am
Post by: Firebreath on November 24, 2003, 01:17:32 am
He stepped into the shower and even before removing his armor, checked around. He didn't take any chances. He looked everywhere to make sure there wasn't anyone else.
And it didn't seem that there was another living being in this room.
Satisfied with his search, he proceeded to remove his body armor and quickly stashed it near of his shower cubicle, inside a door. He really didn't know if those people were on to him, but he sure hope he could catch some cleaning after spending all that time in the ARAPS. As much as it was like a second skin, he still felt like it was a garment like any other, and required to be washed off his body from time to time. And after hours stuck in it, well, it was always good.
His mission woudln't suffer from it anyway. He still had two hours and fifty minutes before he couldn't act anymore. After this shower, he would begin his operation and retreive the target, and then either hijack the ship or leave with his own.
And if things went wrong, again, good old improvisation would kick in.
He turned the shower knob and hot, steamy water started to fall on his fur, soaking it wet as he rubebd it clean with soap. It was all very relxaing and revigorating after having spent so much time bored out of his head.
When he was done, a good 10 minutes later, he grabbed the nearest towel and wrapped it around his waist, and walked to the door. He opened it slightly and looked for Nico, the cat. He saw the cat was still standing there.
"Eh, excuse me, but I seem to have a problem with the water here? For some reason, it won't stop. And you know, I wouldn't want to exhaust your water supply all by myself..." he nearly whimpered.
Post by: Ukiko on November 24, 2003, 02:23:32 am
Post by: Running_Wolf on November 24, 2003, 12:01:18 pm
The fighter glided slowly inside the ship. Havok set it down on a platform inside.
"Warning. Oxygen content non existant in this ship" came the computer AI inside the fighter. Havok pulled on the helmet and rebreather he found next to the pilot seat and stepped out onto the ship.
"Oh my god" Havok breathed. "Looks like a bloodbath or something. A massacre"
Dead body parts were impaled on many things and blood red seemed to be the main colour of choice for the decorators. Havok wandered around the ship for half an hour, trying to find the terminal. He found it, with a severed paw on the keys, stained with blood.
"God, what the hell happened? It's worse than a slaughterhouse"
Havok started to download the data on the terminal onto a disk before something interesting caught his eye. Another terminal had something flashing on it, beneath the blood. He wiped the screen clear and read the screen.
"ONE NEW MESSAGE - RATED URGENT"
"Kale, you'd better hear this. Might be important" Havok said to the internal radio.
Havok tapped the screen and read the message aloud.
"Crew of the Kusari. I hope this message reaches you before it's too late. That cargo you're hauling is infected with something we don't understand yet, but it is a threat. We only know that whatever it is can kill you. Activate the self-destruct on your ship and get to the nearest planet. You have little time and no chance to survive the whole journey if you don't do as I say. Get out of there. It seems to be some sort of alien species that's infected the cargo. Don't fight against it! Just run! God speed. END OF MESSAGE"
Havok's ears pricked up as he heard a strange noise in the silence that surrounded him. Somewhere, something had been knocked over. He drew his weapon, took the disk with the data and cautiosly made his way to the door. He peered around one side and saw a large shadow move into cover.
"Oh crap!"
He ran as fast as he could to get to his ship. Suddenly, an explosion ripped through an area behind him, and the AI of the ship spoke.
"Warning! Gravity generators offline"
Havok instantly jumped into the air and bounced off the ceiling. When he was young, he was great at pouncing. Now that would pay off. More explosions ripped through the ship from the rear.
"Warning! Main power generators destroyed"
"KALE! GET OUT OF HERE!" Havok screamed into the radio. "GET OUT OF HERE NOW!"
Havok leapt from ceiling to wall to floor to ceiling and back to the floor in an attempt to escape. The explosions were increasing in their ferocity.
"Warning! Hull breach detected in secondary generator room"
Havok was near the ship when, out of nowhere, something slashed his arm. His blood floated in mid-air as he turned to retaliate. He saw one of the beings Joel had described to him. He had no weapons to damage the being with as guns are useless in zero G, but it had weapons that could kill him. Havok picked up a loose railing and swung it at the alien, slamming it's head into a wall. He swung again, and crushed it's head. An explosion blew Havok onto the front of his ship. He swam through the air and pulled himself into the fighter. The engines were still online. He took off and aimed for the hole he had come in through. A stray explosion knocked his ship sideways. Struggling to regain control, Havok aimed again and rammed the thrusters to full. An explosion blew another hole in the hull. He was almost there when an explosion went off in front of him. He blacked out.
OOC: I'm not sure yet but I might quit the RPG to get my Anthro Art Scotland site fixed up properly.
Post by: Kale on November 25, 2003, 03:40:38 am
Post by: Rikimaru on November 25, 2003, 04:26:46 pm
"what the hell is going on?"
Post by: Kale on November 26, 2003, 07:24:06 am
Post by: Rikimaru on November 26, 2003, 03:45:53 pm
Post by: Bear Paw on November 26, 2003, 06:45:44 pm
" This is the blackstar to ship are you In need of assistance Please reply. I say again to unidentified ship this is the Darkstar do you require assistance" He sat back and waited for a reply he wanderd now if they needed medical help or else did they cause the blast a tweek of worry went through him at that and he rested a hand upon the weapons consel just incase.
Post by: Firebreath on November 26, 2003, 09:51:30 pm
He let go of his towel as he wrapped his arms around the cat.
Even before he could react, he hit the guard at the base of his cranium, rendering the guard uncouncious.
"Well, seems like decency is right out the window now..." he said, as he grabbed the body and placed it on a toilet, as if he was seated. He dried himself up with his towel, and placed his armor back on.
So far, so good. His plan seemed to be working.
He put on his helmet and brought up a map. He talked to the computer.
"Show me the best route to the girl's room."
An intricate ballet of lines appeared over the map on his HUD.
"Show alternate, this one's too near the security facilities..."
Again, another route. Much longer this time, and quite hard to do as well.
Jason sighed. "This guy won't be out of comission for more than 15 minutes. Passed that, I have to be at least at the girl's room." he thought. "Show primary route, engage cloaking."
He seemed to have dissolved into thin air. But anybody looking really hard could have seen the boot prints on the ground. But Jason didn't mind, they would be gone extremely shortly.
He walked out of the showers, and started walking in the corridors, making sure to avoid everyone...
Post by: Kale on November 27, 2003, 06:21:40 am
Kale hoped the ship could help him deal with this, he realised that either way, he would be puuting the hyperspace engines through thier paces. He was going to bring some serious firepower to deal with this threat.
Post by: Murrg on November 27, 2003, 07:27:50 am
(OOC sorry for the delay the cooling system in my pc went out and my sister kinda killed it so had to replace some stuff)
Post by: Kale on November 27, 2003, 09:25:41 am
...Did I act right, or have a made another mistake
Kale hung his head, waiting for the other ship to arrive. Tracking murrgs movement through the ship. Good. He was headed to the cargobay, its one more scene of pain Simon wont have to deal with yet
Post by: Murrg on November 27, 2003, 10:32:56 am
Post by: Jalex Darnco on November 27, 2003, 05:36:05 pm
Sighing I took a deep breath. There was a world to be seen, alien maybe. It had to be something, whatever it is out there. It had to be diffrent, but how much?
I pulled on a latch that was on the side of my seat, and the canopy began to lift. There was light, dim, but visible light. I watched as it's silver beams spread across the console which was infront of me.
It was night, a bright one. Brighter then any night I had ever seen. As the canopy lifted I saw why. There were two moons that hung in the sky. I could do nothing but stare, stare at the two oddities which tantalized and stared right back. Like two emotionless silver eyes. I felt small, alien, diffrent. No it was this place that was diffrent, not me. But.. am I?
This couldn't be Earth. It couldn't be any world within the solar system I was in. No one was going to come. No salvage team was close enough to hear my cry. It would of been a half an hour in the least if I were in my own solar system. It would be centuries before they were to hear me, if I was lucky.
I know now that we aren't alone. The aliens made that evident. But I am. The only one of my race, out here. Solitary, absolutly nothing out here. What was I to do?
I felt a tear roll down my cheek, another following it on the other side of my face. Closing my eyes I curled myself into a ball, and cried like I never did before.
Post by: Kale on November 28, 2003, 03:43:33 am
Post by: Rikimaru on November 28, 2003, 04:13:01 pm
"Damn, where the hell is it!"
He ran and ran as fast as he could, until he heard a loud rip that echoed through the corridors. He ran towards the sound and he finally reached the cargo hold, he saw Murrg was dragging Havok out of the burnt up pod. He quickly ran over and helped Murrg carry him off the pod and lay him on the floor.
"What the hell do we do here?"
Blood trickled from every part of Havoks body, his fur was singed and his body was badly burned. He didn't respond to anything. He felt his chest and he wasn't breathing.
What do I do?
I'm not gonna loose him!
Not this guy as well!
"Ahhh man here goes nothing!"
Simon performed mouth to mouth on Havok, hoping to get some air back in his lungs.
"Come on start breathing dammit!"
He took a deep breath and did it again. As he pumped Havoks heart between breaths, he was holding back his tears as hard as he could. He wasn't going to give up until the end....
Post by: Running_Wolf on November 28, 2003, 04:29:40 pm
"ow" Havok said.
Post by: Rikimaru on November 28, 2003, 05:14:51 pm
"Damn I'm glad to hear your voice! I thought you were gone! Listen Murrg, we gotta get him to the med bay, could you gimme a hand with him?"
With this Simon smiled at Havok, relieved that he was OK. Now, at this present moment, these guys were his only family, he wouldn't loose another. Not to those things! Simon let out a huge sigh of relief.
"You know, you're lucky to be alive here. I was really worried about you. You guys here, are the only family i got right now so i feel we should help each other and protect each other. What the hell happened in there?"
Post by: Bear Paw on November 28, 2003, 06:41:52 pm
Post by: Ukiko on November 29, 2003, 01:11:36 am
In the docking bay, Chief Engineer Nezumi cursed cheerfully at the old ship she was working on. It was shaping up to be a time-consuming job, but it didn't bother her. On the contrary, she was almost enjoying it....
Post by: Running_Wolf on November 29, 2003, 05:21:35 am
Post by: Murrg on November 29, 2003, 08:08:35 am
Post by: Rikimaru on November 29, 2003, 04:27:01 pm
"It's Ok, you're gonna be alright. This is just gonna numb you up." Simon said to Havok reassuringly.
Simon looked at Murrg and agreed that it wasn't wise to talk and that they needed to know how bad Havok was hurt before they moved him.
He kept telling Havok he was going to be ok. Though he was also trying to reassure himself, hoping. Hoping he would be OK. He couldn't bare to loose someone else right in front of him...
Post by: Murrg on November 29, 2003, 04:34:44 pm
Post by: Kale on November 29, 2003, 08:01:37 pm
Post by: Jalex Darnco on November 30, 2003, 07:29:19 am
I looked back up at the two moons, seemingly still stareing down on me. Mocking my meekness. What were the chances of something out there... something that could hear my call. What if they were too advanced to hear me? What if I was too archaic to hear them? Would anyone hear me at all?
Closeing my eyes, I took a deep breath. If anything I should start off with the things that I know best, my training. There must be some universal things that I can apply here. First, a fire of some sort. Climbing out of the cockpit, I then met my first obstical. My fighter was standing.
Yes, standing. My fighter is an ASATM-F, all service all terrain military fighter. Capable of tackling any and all situations, barring subterrainian. When landed, the fighter uses it's legs to perform. One didn't usually get out of a fighter in the feild, that wasn't anticipated. It was always figured that the fighter would be in some sort of bay, which access to and from the fighter would be easy. Looking down at the thirty foot drop, I found that easy wasn't going to be the case here. Settling back in my cockpit, I contemplated this new problum.
Maybe if I were to somehow get the fighter into a crouched position, I could get out. Though getting in will be harder. Maybe if I find a vine or something I could find a way of climbing in. Better then nothing.
I settled with my work.
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Post by: Bear Paw on November 30, 2003, 05:06:00 pm
Post by: Firebreath on November 30, 2003, 06:15:49 pm
He looked at the door of an elevator. He had to take it. He pressed the button, hoping that nobody would notice the change in the color and illumination, and nobody seemed to have. "Probably a SEP..." he muttred to himself.
A SEP is a Somebody Else's Problem. Basically, someone would think that it wasn't their thing to thinker with whatever seemed to be broken since they didn't break it in the first place. Basically, subcouncious denial of the problem.
Minds were so easy to understand sometimes. And to manipulate at the same time.
The door to the elevator opened. He quickly entered the door, then, as the doors were closing, two other furs entered. A raccoon and a badger.
"So, what's going on?" asked the badger, distantly.
"I don't know. That ship seemed in awfully bad shape when it came in. I mean, I don't even know how it held together..." replied the raccoon, nearly laughing. "His owner must be a retard or something to keep it in such a bad shape..."
Jason frowned. he couldn't be seen, but it didn't matter. With a very swift movement, he hit the raccoon at the base of the skull, hitting a very sensitive aprt of his primal cortex, more or less sending the ring-tailed anthro into a near-coma. "That'll teach ya..." Jason thought to himself.
The badger rushed to help the racoon. "Dude, what happened?" he said as he grabbed the raccoon's head.
Jason thought about a second to send the raccoon's pal into uncounciousness, but decided against it. He had to leave as few traces as possible, and that was one lead too much already. Gladly, the ship's doctor would probably diagnose a blood vessel burst. Eh, these things happened.
The doors opened on his floor, and he jumped over the badger, who didn't notice a thing as he re-pressed the button for the medical floor. Jason found himself in a totally deserted hallway. "Not good..." he thought as he slowly walked forward, huggin the right wall and following his on-screen map.
He finally reached a door with a number lock. "Piece of cake." he told himself.
He hit the lock with his fist, breaking the circuits and sending sparks all over his suit. Now, if anyone had seen him over the security camera, it was too late. He disengaged his cloacking device, and pried open the doors. His suit did help him quite a lot on this one.
Post by: Ukiko on November 30, 2003, 11:31:05 pm
Her katana was in her luggage, she was there, alone, and a strange man was in her room. She backed up into a corner, frightened, closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and screamed at the top of her lungs:
"PERVERRRRRRRRRRT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Post by: Firebreath on November 30, 2003, 11:44:58 pm
He looked at her, but she couldn't see him, thanks to his helmet. He slowly walked forward toward her. "Hello there young lady. I am here for you indeed. Now, if you do this nicely, and don't bother me too much, everything will be fine."
He walked slowly toward her some more, and looekd around quickly. No alarm switch, at least that he could see anyway. He touched his SOCOM pistol with his right hand. His gun was resting on his thigh, and there was two other magazines for it. More then enough to last a while.
"Now, if you'll gladly accompany me to the bridge of this ship, nothing will happen, Miss Midori. And the nicer you are, the less chances I will have to hurt you, and who knows, maybe we'll meet again in other circumstances later?" He was now about a good two to three meters away from her, across her room. He raised his paw, as if to shake hers.
It was the first time he was to kidnap such a young person. "Shouldn't be too hard..." he thought...
Post by: Ukiko on December 01, 2003, 12:10:58 am
Midori slid her back along the wall, moving to put the couch between them. She was encumbered a bit by the kimono; she wasn't sure if she had to move quickly how well it would work....Well, it remained to be seen, if it came to that......
"I don't know what you're being paid, but my father will double it.....I'm sure we can discuss this rationally......" She darted a look around the room for a weapon. But she doubted it would be much good against the armour......
And he was between her and the door.....but maybe if she could talk to him......maybe he'd be sensible......
Post by: Firebreath on December 01, 2003, 12:22:10 am
He took a step forward. "Be nice, and I won't hurt you, or let anyone hurt you, for that matter. I,m pretty gentle with those who make my life easy." He placed a paw on his pistol. "And rather nasty with those who don't cooperate." His voice flattened as he said that. He wouldn't kill her, but incapacitate her so she would be more... how to say... cooperative.
"Come nicely, and everything will be fine."
Post by: Ukiko on December 01, 2003, 12:44:30 am
Even if she had her katana, it would most likely be useless against the armour....And she didn't expect a couch to be an adequate obsticle if the....kidnapper....oh god.....if he wanted past it, it wasn't going to slow him much.
She was trembling. She willed herself to stop, succeeded only partially. Fighting now would only get her hurt...or worse. Patience might find her an opportunity. She swallowed, streightened, hid her trembling hands in her kimono sleeves, and stepped quietly from behind the couch.
"You're making a serious mistake." She told him matter-of-factly. She wanted to tell him to at least gather her luggage, but didn't trust her voice not to shake. She hoped he had the decency to let her bring along her clothes (if he really wasn't a pervert, as he claimed.....).....and she wasn't leaving her mother's katana.
Post by: Firebreath on December 01, 2003, 01:20:43 am
He threw her a metal brace. "And put that on. And it's not a suggestion." he didn't say anything more. "And if anyone asks you who I am, you say I'm your bodyguard, got it?"
His voice wasn't completely cold, but very much like a drill instructor.
"In the coming hours, you'll probably see that as far as mercs go, I'm probably the nicest you could fall on. Now, get moving."
Post by: Ukiko on December 01, 2003, 01:39:21 am
She wanted to take the suitcase....but decided he probably wouldn't carry it for her.....well....she'd been ready to dig her heels in about bringing something along, kidnapper or no, it was only polite to allow a lady her clothes. God knew how long he intended to keep her. He said hours, but....where would she be after that?
If she had any hope of taking an opportunity if one presented itself, she needed clothes she could move in. She grabbed a couple outfits, stuffed them in a smaller travel bag, along with her chocolates.
She looked up at him, pinning her hair up with a pair of hairsticks. "I am dressed. I'd like to change though.....but only if you turn around."
She looked at the brace suspiciously. "And...what is that, anyway?"
Post by: Kale on December 01, 2003, 06:52:47 am
"Sir. We have recived the latest datastream from the Espirit, it has located an uninhabited, yet habitable planet in a system near to its location, the cap reports that he is in need of assistance with another threat" The youn lieutenant said, saluting
"Good... we will hyperspace to thier location, we need the cap" Replied a senior commander.
"Isnt that risky" The lieutenant replied
"What other choice do we have. send out the order, The harbringer Jumps in half an hour" The commanders face was grim
"Aye Sir" The lieutenant replied and walked off
"I hope ive made the right decision, but i dont have any other choice" the commander whispered.
Post by: Firebreath on December 01, 2003, 03:01:27 pm
He started to pet his pistol, and his voice was getting angrier. Of course, he was acting, but she couldn't tell that from the lack of view of his face. He had been smiling all along.
Sometimes, he needed to sound colder and harsh to actually get a result from his targets. And that young girl didn't seem to be much different.
He watched her paws move around, making sure that besides the katana, she wouldn't reach for any other weapon. His briefing paper was clear; she held to this object more than anything else she valued. So, it would be a good proof that he got the girl.
"Move it, we ain't got all day here." he repeated. He looked at his mission clock; he'd been here for two minutes. It's been a long time. Too long, even...
Post by: Ukiko on December 02, 2003, 01:08:37 am
She snapped the suitcase closed, slapped the brace on, and rose to her full 4'11", thrusting her chin out defiantly. And glaring....up.....at him.
"You do not have to talk to me like that. Especially since I have been more than cooperative," She gave a little stomp for emphasis, but it was lost in the plush carpet. "Particularly seeing as you're......you're......" She'd been so scandalized by his comments she'd forgotten the gun for a moment. When her eyes trailed to it, she snapped them back to glare at her own reflection in his visor, trying very hard to look angry rather than frightened.
"S-so, you can just....be nice." She crossed her pink-kimonoed arms tightly and decided to glare at the wall and refuse to look at him. "You're my bodyguard if anyone asks, and I'll do whatever you say. I know that, you don't have to yell at me. No one's ever yelled at me, and I don't mean to let it start now."
She continued to glare at the wall, frightened that her temper-tantrum would make him even angrier....But, well....he
had to know you didn't go around being so gruff to ladies....
Post by: Kale on December 02, 2003, 05:28:29 am
Post by: Firebreath on December 02, 2003, 09:07:51 am
He towered over her and grinned, but she couldn't see. She had quite the temper indeed. It would prove to be fun to actually get her where she was required to go.
But now, to take control of that ship... that would prove to be another ball game altogether. And if need be, he can always resort to other means...
Post by: Murrg on December 02, 2003, 01:27:36 pm
Post by: Kale on December 02, 2003, 01:48:14 pm
Post by: Ukiko on December 02, 2003, 03:44:46 pm
She took a deep breath, nodded once, and followed him. She wondered where they were going, but decided not to ask.
***
Nico blinked, stared around, dazed. Wondered why he'd been asleep in the bathroom.
He wandered out into the hallway, heard someone calling him.
"Hey, Nico....what the hell are you doing?" The black cat stomped up to him. "you've been gone forever. Where's that wolf?"
Nico blinked...."Wolf?" He had a vague memory, a wolf wearing a towel, and then...nothing. He rubbed his head. "owww." he remarked.
The other cat frowned deeply. "Nico.....ohhhh, hell."
Post by: Firebreath on December 02, 2003, 04:47:48 pm
He walked, keeping a close tab on her, to the elevator. They both stepped in, and when the doors finally opened, he nudged her inside.
He pressed the button for the first deck, where the bridge was located. "Please enter security code for clearance." the computer asked. Jason groaned. He looked at the security panel. "Standard HES keypad. I bet they didn't disable the bypass code yet..." he moaned as he entered a very familiar code.
"Zero, five, niner, seven, niner, five, zero." he thought out loud as he pressed each of the keys on the keypad. "Code accepted." mentionned the computer. Jason smiled and looked at his captive. "You see, that's one of the very first things they teach SpecOps in the army. HES is the premier security device maker, and they all have the same bypass code. Every company knows it, but hardly anybody remembers to either change it or disable it. You should mention it to your father once you're back to him..." he said nonchalantly, not even looking at the girl as the elevator went upwards.
As the elevator went upwards, Jason took some time to think about what was happening now. "Hmmm... it's been what..." he looked at his mission clock, "about 33 minutes since i left that guy in the bathroom... I guess they are starting to wonder where he's at... Or they..."
The lighting turned to a red hue. Jason sighed. "... Already found him..." he, once more, thought out loud. His head turned to the young lady. "I guess they found my old friend back in the shower. Now, it gets interesting. Do as I say, nobody gets hurt, and everything will end happily..."
Post by: Ukiko on December 03, 2003, 01:43:35 am
Well, he'd said she'd be back with her father.....that was reassuring....
She was frightened, but in a perverse way, the whole situation was a bit exciting. She'd never been off-planet, barely been out of her own mansion, and the first time it happened......well....it was much less dull than she had anticipated.
***
Nico rubbed his head. "I don't know, I guess he hit me or something...."
The chief of security, a lean, humourless leopard, snarled. "You are an utter and complete disgrace to your post, you know that?"
Nico shrugged. "Yea." He didn't seem particularly upset by this declaration.
Security Chief Ando rolled his eyes. "All right, the rest of you....teams of three, two teams each level. One team starts at the fore, the other at the aft. Search everything until you find each other and report back to me for further instructions. We're looking for an unknown wolf, tall, dark,"
"And handsome? So 'm I." Grinned a young security officer.
Chief Ando gave her a deadly look, but went on. "Do not engage him. I can only imagine he's after Mr. Hajime's daughter, or control of the ship, or both. If you find him, call immediately for backup before approaching. If you must engage him, try to take him alive. If he has hostages....use every caution. We want to minimize damage here, people. I want everyone to walk out of this alive, and preferrably un-maimed."
The teams nodded, grimly.
"Well? Get to it. I'm taking the first team to Miss Hajime's suite, you," He pointed at a silver fox, "Take your team to the bridge and secure it."
They dispersed as ordered.
Post by: Firebreath on December 03, 2003, 09:57:23 am
He unholstered his pistol and took the safety off. He glanced at Midori. "Don't worry, nobody's going to hurt you. It's merely an... insurance for us." he said on a dead cold voice.
He was entering tactical mode, basically. His brain would be responding very instinctively to any threat or sensory input.
The doors opened and the bridge crew was hard at work coordinating the ship's security crew. Probably trying to find him and the girl. How ironic. As soon as he stepped out of the door, he trned around and shot three bullets in the control panel, frying it and effectively rendering teh elevator useless.
The bangs resonated throughout the bridge. He had 10 bullets left in his pistol now, and two more 12 bullets magazines left. More than enough to get rid of everyone on the bridge.
Everyone was now turned toward him, and he smiled at the thought of being the center of attention. "Allright people, listen up. I'm now the new captain on board. You'll do as I say, and everyone leaves in one piece without any holes. If you try anything, I'll have your hide right here and now. I want you all to close the blast doors and secure the controls of the ship to the tactical emergency level. I don't want ANYONE to thinker with the controls at the source, and I clear? Now, move it or someone will get hurt."
He trained his pistol on the nearest bridge officer and cocked the percutor of his weapon, basically saying that he meant what he was saying. If the blast doors were closed by the bridge and the control secured, then nobody would be able to go play at the engine themselves and counter his orders given through the bridge's control panels. He had gotten trouble once that way, it wouldn't happen again.
"I'm waiting and my finger it itching..." the wolf said, colder than ice, waiting for something to happen...
Post by: Ukiko on December 04, 2003, 12:45:26 am
The first officer hesitated momentarily, and did as the intruder said.
It was surprisingly silent in the cockpit. The stewardess, who'd crammed herself into a corner, gave a small, frightened noise, but everyone else had frozen where they were, waiting.....
Post by: Firebreath on December 04, 2003, 10:10:59 pm
He gave the captain a series of vectors, which led directly to the rendez-vous point. He didn't want to lose time with these sort of slowdowns today. He wanted to be back at his place, with a hefty amount in his bank account, enough to give him at least a while before he would need to work again.
His dad would... probably be proud.
But he quickly dimissed this thought. The mission was important. The contract was all he had to think about. Tactical possibilities.
He examined the crew longer this time, and just noticed they had stunners. "Those will be useless. Better throw them on the ground right now." he ordered, waving his gun at various people, motioning them to get rid of their weapons.
He moved slowly toward Midori, and nudged her forward. "When they'll be disarmed, I want you to gather their weapons in the elevator, got it?" he said, again, coldly. He wasn't the same guy he was in her room. He was cold and to the point. Nothing else transpired from him.
He steadiyed his grip on his pistol. Although he could stay like this for hours, unarmed personnel was always a problem to deal with in certain situation, and he thought this could be one.
He had to be prepared for anything.
Post by: Kale on December 05, 2003, 05:53:07 am
Post by: Jalex Darnco on December 05, 2003, 03:00:01 pm
I looked back down at the fire I had constructed. It's light flickering among the trees which surrounded me, and the scorched hull of my fighter.
Looking up at it, it had a more ominous feel to it, sorta like it had a character, a mind behind it. It was strong, stronger then me, and it stood as if gaurding me, as I sat between the legs of the beast.
If only, but It is I that has to guard it, not it to me. A sharp pop grabbed my attention back to the fire. Sighing, I calmed my nerves, and looked back up towards the sky, the bright light now dissipearing, the moons returning their radient stare back onto me.
It was going to be a long night, a very long night.
Post by: Bear Paw on December 05, 2003, 08:31:05 pm
Post by: Ukiko on December 06, 2003, 12:39:22 am
***
Security Chief Ando let loose a volley of multi-lingual curses when he realized what had happened. The girl was gone, and obviously the intruder had the bridge; the controls were locked down.....
He tapped his comm. "all units, regroup. The intruder is on the bridge, and has taken control.....All units return to security, Chief Engineer Nezumi to security as well, bring a schematic of the ship, please."
He growled low in his throat. He wasn't finished yet....
Post by: Running_Wolf on December 06, 2003, 10:26:24 am
"Must've lost a little more blood than I thought" he groaned.
Havok heard a voice, calling out for someone.
"IN HERE!" He shouted back. At least he had none of the pain thanks to Murrg's help.
He turned to Murrg, and pulled a disk from his pocket.
"Give this to Kale. It might be useful"
Post by: Kale on December 06, 2003, 12:15:54 pm
Post by: Rikimaru on December 06, 2003, 05:14:11 pm
"Hey, I'm Simon, sorry about the bad welcome we had to attend to an injured fur here."
Simon offered a handshake with the large bear...
Post by: Firebreath on December 06, 2003, 07:55:40 pm
He waited for the confirmation from the crew. "And, just in case, if your crew tries anything, I'll hope you'll tell them to stop... Before I get ticked... Because that wouldn't be good..."
Post by: Bear Paw on December 06, 2003, 09:22:50 pm
"You say injured yes may I be os assistance my name is Paletooth by the way"He hooked his bow back ove his sholder and waited to see what the little newcommer had to say.
Post by: Murrg on December 06, 2003, 09:37:42 pm
Post by: Running_Wolf on December 07, 2003, 06:36:05 am
Havok stared at Murrg as he freaked out or something. It lookes like a spaz attack from where he was sitting. He watched Muurg run out of the room.
"I think you should be the one sitting here. And I thought I was bad"
Post by: Kale on December 07, 2003, 01:45:51 pm
Post by: Jalex Darnco on December 07, 2003, 02:35:35 pm
Waking up I squinted towards the sorce of the light. Massivly bright, but I felt better. Looking up at my fighter I saw the scantly scorched parts of the hull shining brightly in the sun.
I wonderd if the fighter was actually damaged at all. If it was just the hull that recived the damage. Why hadn't I thought of that before? The auto-repair systems would of been able to repair what little damage there may have been. Standing up, I looked down at the small fire that now layed as a small black spot on the ground. At least some things stayed constant no matter where you were.
Walking over to a hanging vine that I had confinscated, I gripped it tightly in my gloved hands and jumped up, landing my feat onto the side of the fighter's legs.
I pulled myself up, each one growing harder and harder, till I met the upper leg portion, which I flipped over to the top of, and crawled/walked to the open cockpit.
Sliding into it, I looked over the controls, then up at the sky. The moons were now somewhere else, hidden on the horizon, what I could see of them were the light blue shadows of them. Then I looked up further, to see the cockpit canopy. Blackened, and barily transparant enough for me to see through. I wondered how I was to get the carbon off of it. Maybe if I can get this thing in flight, I could see if I could find some sort of water, maybe that could clean it off.
Flipping a few of the toggle switches, I listened to the fission drives power up, slowly whining to life, as the rest of the systems woke up from their dormant state through the use of the batteries.
"ASATM-XF powering up. Pilot authorization code required."
"Delta-X-ray-two-one-eight-niner-zero-Kilo"
"Code confirmed. Systems finalizing power up sequence."
I pulled the harness over my arms and clipped them into the buckles of the seat. Looking around me, I decided that it was time to go.
"Prepre to engage leg drives."
"Warning, cockpit canopy open."
"Yes, I know, override. I want to see something."
"Warning overriden."
I pulled up the vine that was latched onto the side, and wrapping it up, I placed it to the side of my seat. I'll probubly need it again, later.
Pushing foward on the throttle, the fighter began to walk foward, into the trees. I'm pretty sure this thing could walk through trees, it can do anything else.
"Computer, scan topography. Try to detect water bodies in near vicinity."
A small blinking light on the consol caught my eye. The distress beacon. I stared at it for awhile, before reaching foward slowly, and switching it off. Who's out there to listen to a species they never heard of?
Post by: Rikimaru on December 07, 2003, 04:14:12 pm
As he said this Murrg came crashing out of the med bay and speeded past them. He didnt stop even when Simon shouted down the corridor.
"Whats up with him? Anyway, follow me"
Simon lead Paletooth to the med bay.
"Paletooth, this is Havok, Havok this is Paletooth"
Post by: Murrg on December 08, 2003, 12:58:19 am
Post by: Kale on December 08, 2003, 03:57:12 am
Post by: Murrg on December 08, 2003, 06:29:28 am
Post by: Kale on December 08, 2003, 06:45:54 am
Post by: Murrg on December 08, 2003, 06:52:28 am
Post by: Kale on December 08, 2003, 07:04:47 am
Kale immedatly went back to the communications console to make arrangements
"This is the espirit to Harbringer, Fleet-Admiral Brennan requesting an insolation unit be made avaliable..."
"NO. He needs to be left alone until this is over..."
"I dont care wether you want to test him...
"Im going to have to pull rank here... "all ready..."
"good. Espirit out"
All sorted. another task out of the way, he could move onto the bigger problems later. He opened a link across the ship "Docking in five minutes, all hands report to airlock 2"
Post by: Jalex Darnco on December 08, 2003, 09:09:01 am
"Good, take over and go to it. I want to submerge, close the canopy before we enter the water. See what you can do about removing the crud that's all over the hull, and most of all on the canopy, I want to see when I fly."
"Confirmed."
Whatever there is to be seen
"Hydrogen reserves are getting low, shall I refuel while we are submerged?"
"Ya, sure, why not."
==============================================
The water manuver certainly did help. I was able to see quite well now out the canopy. Chewing on a small ration still wrapped partially in plastic, I looked up at the sky.
"Computer..... do you think there is anything out there?"
"Please Specify location."
"Of course you wouldn't know. You're too stupid."
"Unable to comply."
"Point in case, oh what the hell, Can you detect anything out there, in space? Ships anything?"
"I detect two moons, a sun three planets, two unidentifiable objects, risidual high energy particals. One planet has detectable radio-waves eminating from it, detectable amounts of pollution."
"What?! There is something out there?"
"Confirmed."
I looked down at the consol, then back up at the blue sky of this sceren but empty planet. I felt a chill run up my spine. There is something up there.
"Prepare drives, I want to launch as soon as possible, planetary escape velocity."
Could they have heard me? They may have already answered, maybe I could hear them... maybe I was too out of it to hear them. I have to get to them.
"Activate radio, Full frequency burst."
"Active"
"This is Leiutenant Dignan of the American Space Navy, to who ever is out there. I am stranded from my world, and unable to return." I paused, maybe I could, "I am now launching and attempting to approach your position, I am in a fighter craft. Weapons will be powered down on approach."
I hope they can hear me.
Post by: Kale on December 08, 2003, 09:21:51 am
Post by: Running_Wolf on December 08, 2003, 10:56:52 am
"Hi. I'd shake paws but it'd probably sting for a while"
Post by: Jalex Darnco on December 08, 2003, 11:06:27 am
My eyes widened. They heard me. They heard me! THEY HEARD ME!!!
"What does it say?" I said quickly.
"Proccessing, Playing."
A heavily accented voice played over the radio. Nothing that was like back in SOL, but they spoke my language, "Whoever you are, this is ...Fleet Admiral Brennan of the Lutran navy, please set your radio to 212.4 and retransmit your messege"
"Computer, can you adjust the radio to that frequency?"
"Confirmed, adjusting, radio frequency set."
"Here goes nothing.... Fleet Admiral Brennan, this is Lieutenant Dignan, commander of the American Fighter Squadron, Dragon Fire. I am stranded beyond my solar system, and I am unable to get back. I am.. umm.. The first of my race to go beyond my solar system and make.. peaceful contact? I am on a fighter craft approaching your position as fast as my fighter can go," I paused slightly wondering just how simliar they maybe, if they spoke my language, and used the same ranking structure, "Your the first thing since yesterday that I've been able to talk to, besides this damn computer..... over?"
Post by: Murrg on December 08, 2003, 04:49:19 pm
Post by: Ukiko on December 09, 2003, 12:37:23 am
The captain folded his arms, waiting.
***
Nezumi had pulled up the ship's plans on a large computer screen, and Ando was studying it intensely.
"A maintenence or airway duct, anything that leads to the bridge?"
Nezumi nodded. "well, this one," she pointed to a particularly narrow shaft, "does lead to the bridge, but....."
He eyed her. "But?"
She frowned. "Well, you'd have to be, say, my size to squeeze through. Then you'd have to pry the hatch open, that'll be in the ceiling of the bridge, and probably stuck, since I've never opened it. That'll make a racket, and then you're in single file, going through the hatch head-first."
Ando growled. "Did he have a helmet?"
She thought for a moment. "yeah. I believe so."
He cursed again. "Gas won't do much but knock our own people out." He walked away, thinking hard. It was a difficult decision. "Nezumi. You've been repairing his ship,yes?"
She nodded. "but I can screw it six ways to sunday if you want......"
"No. Just plant a homing chip in the deepest, hardest to reach part you can."
The security officers stared. "Y-you're not going to let him....go......?"
Ando sighed, grimly. "Hostage situations rarely have happy endings. We might just have to let him leave, and follow him wherever he's going......"
Post by: Firebreath on December 09, 2003, 12:57:22 am
He looked at the commands stations. "Conn, new course heading. Bearing 034 elevation 237. Make best speed to according node. When we reach the node, I want you to exit to normal space and await further orders."
He took a step forward and sat in the command chair. "Incidently, I assume that there are refrehsments on this level of the ship? Not that I want any, but I want to make sure that basic commodities are available as much for my little lady as for you people. You'll soon see that I'm quite easy going if you collaborate."
He took a look around, and noticed the air duct. He knew that nobody would be stupid enough to try and copme out of those. It was sealed, or at least it looked as it was, and they would come out one by one, all very well aligned. Tactically, a scuicide entrance. Not much threats otherwise. His suit allowed him still another 30 minutes of fresh air. He'd have more than enough time to get out of the bridge with his package if need be.
He stopped and thought for a moment. He then turned toward Midori. "You want or need anything? I'm sure someone from that happy bunch will gladly accompany you somewhere if you need it..."
He just had to make sure that the young lady wasn't feeling threatened... or at least, not too much...
Post by: Kale on December 09, 2003, 05:47:46 am
Post by: Bear Paw on December 09, 2003, 05:32:15 pm
" Here try this it's not much tastes as foul as it smell and will sting but the good side is it will speed things along a bit"
He hands the vial of the yellow solution over to Havoc.
" So umm what are you all doing here then may I ask".
Paletooth looked at the two befor him a little perplexed.
Post by: Jalex Darnco on December 09, 2003, 05:39:08 pm
"computer, can you identify the ship names?"
"No, the class, and modual signals are not in my registery, I do not detect any identifying evidence."
"Ooookay. This is Dignan to Fleet Admiral Brennan, I am unable to identify which ship is which, can you direct me to the correct one?"
I felt a bit stupid for asking, but I wasn't able to follow the orders of a supriour if I didn't know.
Post by: Rikimaru on December 09, 2003, 05:39:30 pm
"Well it started for me i was on holiday on this planet and this.. thing landed on a cafe where my parents were eating and they're....."
A tear comes to Simons eye,
"Well i helped Havok out of the ruined cafe and we came across Kale, kinda lucky for us because these Ailiens whatever they're called came out of nowhere they have acid for blood or something"
Simon shows his arm.
"Thats what it does, i went to get some provisions and got attacked i shot the bastard and it got me. It hurts a bit and speaking of which I've gotta talk to Murrd about that vial he's got. Moving on, we came across this ship out here and Havok went to investigate, well he's the only one who knows what happened in there and the consequences were pretty bad as you can see. He was already injured from the cafe incident so this didn't help much. And now were here. If you want the full story you better ask us all individually because we all did something different."
Simon takes a deep breath after his story.
"So... what brought you to our ship?"
Post by: Ukiko on December 09, 2003, 06:27:31 pm
***
Nezumi wormed her way out of the guts of the intruder's ship, and Ando helped her up. "Well, that's done. He'll have to go in from the outside of the ship to get it, and he's too big to get to it anyway, even if he does detect it. I almost got stuck, and I'm half his size."
Ando nodded, moodily. He realized there was remarkably little he could do, and it made him angry...... <i> God help this guy if I ever get ahold of him without his weapons, armour and hostages to mind......</i>
Post by: Firebreath on December 09, 2003, 10:15:03 pm
Jason leaned back in the chair and sighed. "And remember, I got the controls locked down. If you change your mind while you're away, I will send this friggin' ship in a nearby star with all you folks in it. Am I clear, miss... Sorry, I didn't quite get your name..." That last part sounded very soft and nice. He needed her name to know how to call her by... After all, they might be his hostages, but he's still got a heart...
Post by: Ukiko on December 10, 2003, 01:19:45 am
Midori stared at him in shock for a long moment, before tenitively raising the cuff on her wrist. "I-is.....this going to electrocute me if I get it wet......?"
Post by: Firebreath on December 10, 2003, 01:35:38 am
He motioned them to go wherever they had to go to.
"And remember, 10 minutes..." he said one last time, loud enough so they could hear him.
Post by: Kale on December 10, 2003, 10:32:09 am
Post by: Running_Wolf on December 10, 2003, 11:45:54 am
"If this is what I think it is, you're dead" he joked.
He took a swig of the liquid. Paletooth was right. This stuff did stink. Tasted like cough medicine that's been left out for too long.
"Well" Havok finally said. "At least it wasn't p**s"
Post by: Jalex Darnco on December 10, 2003, 05:07:09 pm
"Computer, is there anysort of beacon, similar to that of a landing beacon?"
"There are several signals radiating from the larger vessel, I am unable to determin which signal is for what."
"Hmm... Well here goes nothing. Commence landing procedures. I don't know if they have gravity generators or some weird thing like that, so be prepared. I'm also expecting alot of things to be incompatable with our stuff."
"That has already been determined. I detect a gravity well presence."
"Really? Now there's some technology we could use. Hmph."
"I have detected an object that apprears to corrospond with a hangerbay setup. I am attempting to contact vessel."
"Ummm... do you think their hanger deck will be able to take a fighter walking on it? I know our stuff is made for it, but... I'm not too sure on how popular adaptive fighters are out there."
"I am unable to determine."
"Okay, go into hover, we'll try and to determine there. if we can, we'll go to ground mode, if not.... we'll have to do some tricky manuvers inorder to go to ground mode and still not bash up their deck. I don't think they'll take kindly to it."
============================================
"Okay, Gradually, Very slowly, VEEERY Slowly set it down."
The drives were whining as they struggled to keep movment all so minute. The leg drives were deployed, and the computer was still unable to determine if their deck could of taken it. Better safe then sorry.
Suddenly, I felt a slight jarring, and the legs slowly compacted to their normal rest state. Making me go lower, till It stopped.
"Okay, Computer, Shut down all systems... put cyber blocks on all systems... just to be safe. Open canopy."
The drives began to whine down, and the canopy hiss to an open. The hanger deck was massive. It could of held one of our own frigates, let alone squadrons of fighters.
Throwing the vine out the side, I flipped myself over, and slid down it like a fire pole, till I got to the ground. Which I admit was harder then I thought it was going to be. I rolled, bashing my head off the deck, but quickly sprung to my feet..
Ya, that's right let's show the aliens how much of a clutz you are.
Brushing myself off, I looked around, and that was the first time I noticed the 'aliens'. No, they weren't aliens... they were animals... or at least they looked like animals. There, that one looked like a racoon, and that one, a wolf. No.... that' can't be right. Animals are indigious to Earth... not alien creatures. What's going on?
I shook my head. Okay, get ahold of yourself. Your on a military vessel... obviously. Go to protocals, hopefully they follow those as well. I walked to the right side of my fighter, standing about five feet away from the leg, I snapped myself to attention as I waited for the Fleet Admieral to make his apperence. Whatever he is.
Post by: Ukiko on December 11, 2003, 12:25:04 am
She took a moment to examine the cuff, pulling on it ever so lightly with a fingertip. It was too tight around her wrist to slip out of, unfortunately. She was small boned, usually things were too big for her wrist. She couldn't remember if it had adjusted itself, or was just that small to begin with.
She took a cursory glance around the restroom for anything useful, but as she expected, there was nothing. Sighing, she put her hair back up, and took one of Mia's trays, leading the way back to the bridge.
Post by: Kale on December 11, 2003, 01:36:05 am
Post by: Murrg on December 11, 2003, 03:43:53 am
Post by: Kale on December 11, 2003, 06:39:14 am
"Its nothing serious sir... Just a blown plasma conduit"
"we have prepared colonisation shuttles... they are ready for launch as soon as we reach..."
"sir... Unidentified hyperspace signatures headed this way..."
Everything went silent with those words, he waited for several seconds, feeling the fear pouring out of the silence, like air through a broken dome
"Theyve passed us sir... they didnt detect us"
The voice sounded relived, but Kale decided to stop listening, the silence had been too much. As he came back from the computer, he could see the hangar bay station, and the two guards waiting to take him to this leiutenant dignan.
"Sir, theres something you should know" One of the guards said
"And that is?" Kale replied, sounding slightly peeved
"He's human sir"
...
Post by: Running_Wolf on December 11, 2003, 02:59:48 pm
"Must be on that Harbinger thing" Havok said to himself.
Post by: Jalex Darnco on December 11, 2003, 05:21:42 pm
But they seemed active at something. There was alot of activity. Like being at battle status or something. Are these people at war? With who? The same people I'm at war with?
It would seem logical, why else bring me aboard, alive. I mentally shook my head, trying to clear myself of those thoughts. Whoever these people were, they were certainly working to do something, but what. But what. How are my friends back at home doing? Did they win? Did we win? Did they win? What's happened to Earth? Could these people actually be able to take me there?
I can't ask much of them. To them I'm insignificant, and a stranger. They probubly didn't even know what species I was, muchless where I came from, I doubt they'd be able to help me, even if they wanted to. I was no expert in stellar cartography, no one from Earth was.
But they did speak my language. They held the same ranks, somehow, somewhere. But how, it's impossible. It's just plain impossible! What were the possiblities. Of them looking like Earth Animals!? How can it be!?
How can it be?
Post by: Kale on December 12, 2003, 03:45:48 am
Post by: Jalex Darnco on December 12, 2003, 09:28:41 am
I wasn't too sure what to say. What does one say on first contact? How does one be diplomatic? First contact was never taught.
Taking a deep breath, I sorted out my brain, "Thank you, Sir. Both in responding and receiving me upon such short notice.
I don't really know what to do now, to tell the truth I don't know where I am, muchless where I came from, relative to where here is. Though..... there are questions, that I do have now, seeing, and hearing your... people. I have never heard of anything like this existing."
I shook my head, "I'm sorry, I am rambling. I feel my fighter and I are at your service, for whatever it is you see fit. I'm quite definatly lost, and I anticipate that I will not be able to get back to Earth anytime soon, if at all, Sir."
Post by: Kale on December 12, 2003, 10:34:40 am
"Now then, if you'll follow me please, ... I never did get your first name"
Post by: Jalex Darnco on December 12, 2003, 05:16:08 pm
Retrofit my fighter? They are willing to give me their technology? This is nuts!
Wait.. my name, "My full name is Alexander Roverdin Dignan," I paused slightly, "I am a Lieutenant, and commanding Officer of the Dragon Fire Squadron. Affiliated with the American Fleet of Earth. I don't know how I got here, muchless why. But.... you do pose an uncanny resemblence to the native species of my planet. Quite basically all the creatures I have seen resemble animals on my planet.... and I don't know why, or how. You speak my same language, you observe the same Military protocals as us, The same military structure. If I may be so bold of a statement, but this... this is impossible. It just couldn't happen at all. Yet... Here I am talking with a giant Otter, in my native language.
I can name off your species, Like him, that's a wolf, and that one over there, he looks like a fox."
I looked back at the admiral, "I thought creatures like that were indiginous of my planet. I know this may seem kind of strange to ask, but how did all of this come to be?" I looked straight into the Dark eyes of the Otter creature that called it's self an Admiral, as if trying to dig into them, to find some sort of answer to all of this maddness.
Post by: Kale on December 13, 2003, 02:07:51 am
Kale walked on, to the lounge leading to the guest quarters block with Joel, Simon and Havok. There was one room free and he had decided to give it ot the human. Beofre he showed him the room he said:
"As to the theories of the others... the people Ive only just met, whom we have been seperated from for a millia... why dont you ask them"
Post by: Jalex Darnco on December 13, 2003, 08:04:37 am
"Humans........? How...?"
I was renderd speechless by Kale's explanation. It seemed impossible, just plain impossible.
"What, others? You mean..... your your kind is.... is everywhere? There are like.... how many worlds?"
This was impossible! Humans were just little primates just discovering fire then! How the hell could this be!? How... It's not possible!
"Tools?"
I simply walked next to the Admiral, muttering words, with a lost look in my face, as if a shell exploded next to me, and was in a lasting stage of shell shock.
Post by: Kale on December 13, 2003, 08:55:49 am
Post by: Jalex Darnco on December 13, 2003, 09:55:14 am
So they knew what I was, and that I perhaps represent their creation. But it wasn't possible, I couldn't have been possible. There was no way.
I walked on quietly through the impossible ship, with the impossible creature, thinking my impossible thoughts, in my impossible situation.
Post by: Kale on December 13, 2003, 10:08:48 am
"If its any comfort, we'll download your galactic maps and try to get you home as soon as possible" He lead the human into a well furnished room, off of which there were about eight doors. "Pick one... mostly theyre empty"
Post by: Jalex Darnco on December 13, 2003, 10:43:43 am
"My fighter has nothing of the sort. Just basic navigation data for my own solar system. Planetary tracks, some basic station plots. Nothing of real usefulness. My fighter isn't even equipped for trans-solar transport. Technically, I'm not supposed to be here.
Some sort of freak accident with a bunch of aliens attacked my solar system. It wasn't supposed to happen."
I looked over the doors, "I suppose like any military ship, they'll all be the same, I suspect. Lets see what's behind door number 3."
Post by: Rikimaru on December 13, 2003, 04:02:00 pm
hmmm, my lucky number he thought to himself ironic really, kind of a contradiction. 4 strangers brought together on that planet, which started in disaster.
"Well number 4 it is" he said to himself.
He opened the door and flopped onto the bed, he was tired and he needed a rest. His eyes felt like they were being weighed down ad he drifted off into a slep.
Post by: Kale on December 13, 2003, 05:36:36 pm
Post by: Jalex Darnco on December 15, 2003, 10:49:24 am
It was a fairly spartin room, bed, table, chair, a lamp of sorts. There was a clock, but the numbers it read ment nothing to me. I saw there there may have been a closet, and some sort of bathroom.
Though the thing that caught my eye was the window. The stars. Earth was missing from the view. No soft blue glow, just stars. Unfamilar stars, so diffrent. Constelations that I had never seen. Maybe... one of those stars was SOL, a simple pin-prick among the blackness.
Approching slowly, I placed my hand onto the cold glass, as if hopeing I could reach out, and pick the right one, the one that was home.
Bowing my head, I crossed my arms, and closed my eyes. I may never get home. There was no way they could find Earth, or SOL. No refrence, no points, nothing.
Things could be worse though, I could be still stuck on that planet, alone. Not even aliens to free me.
"we will retrofit your fighter with more advanced weaponry as you see fit."
What sort of weapons are we talking about here? Projectiles are the only effective weapons in truth, least wise that's what our scientists think. I would need to retrain with this new weaponry. Would they have simulators that would be compatable with my fighter? Do they even have simulators? Of course they would, they aren't stupid.
But where did they get the technology, and how could Humans of created them?
Lifting my head, I walked over to the chair and sat down into it, leaning my back against it.
Some sort of technological dark age, hmm? Then what happened to cause us to loose our technology? Why don't we remember it, why are there no signs of it?
It took us just 2,100 years to get to this point, 10,000 years is so short compared to it. How advanced were we?
I then noticed a small modual on the desk, close to the back wall. I knew I should touch anything, but why have buttons, with no labels, in living quaters? Nothing could possibly go wrong... could it?
Human curiosity took over, and I reached over and pressed it. A part of the wall suddenly cracked open and what appered to be a keyboard, and a monitor folded out. The screen then flipped on, and showed some sort of logo... maybe this Lutran's insignia or something. The keyboard was unusual. The letters on it were diffrent. Though they had familar aspects to it, but all in th emost unusual of places. As well as keys that had diffrent markings. Some sort of alien script, I figure. Well.. If I'm to join these people, I am going to have to learn it. I started pressing buttons on the keyboard, with tentativeness, watching the effects on the screen as it switched through diffrent screens at my idle hen pecking.
Post by: Kale on December 15, 2003, 11:05:27 am
how far along is the translation of the terran ships data
<data was translated about thirteen minutes ago>
good. computer, translate all of the holodisplays on EAA Deck Quarters 2663 Room 3 into that language
<Complying>
Inform him that he can use the system to contact me wherever I am on the ship if he needs help
<complying>
With that complete the tram sped off from the station.
Post by: Jalex Darnco on December 15, 2003, 11:36:27 am
Translation of data in progress, you have one message.
Translation? Looking towards the door, then towards the window on the otherside of me, I looked back at the screen.
I guess that'll make my learning of their script easier. The keyboard looked a bit more familar, but the letters were still in the wrong places. I can't really blame them. I was good enough of them to translate things to my language, I may have to talk to them though about letter placements. But.. then that won't matter when I do learn their stuff, and understand it better.
Though how did they translate it? I paused. I guess they have better computer interface equipment then what my cyber-locks could handle. Understandable enough. They probubly wouldn't of even felt them. Well, if they are going to retro-fit my fighter, it won't matter much anyways.
With the screen now tranlsated, I opened the message.
Fleet Admiral Brennan wishes to pass on to you that you may use the system to contact him while he is still ship board.
That maybe useful, later.
After searching around on the screen I found a spot that I could search things up with.
Slowly typing, as I searched for the letters, I inputed 'Fighter Warfare'. I didn't see any fighters with legs, so I figured they'd have some diffrent tatics then what I had been taught at Fleet Training Bennington Station. Perhaps, I could teach them something. It would be possible. I began looking through the multipul search results, trying to burn time till I figured out what I could do next.
Post by: Kale on December 16, 2003, 05:34:09 am
Post by: Firebreath on December 17, 2003, 07:01:48 pm
He trained his eyes on the whole crew slowly. "Anyone who looked at the two ladies saw they brought refreshments. Feel free to take one."
His eyes went back to the viewscreen for a minute. He holstered his pistol, but didn't but the safe on. They weren't much of a threat as of now, and well, he just didn't know what to do but wait, as several crewmembers went to get a drink.
Post by: Kale on December 18, 2003, 07:12:38 am
"Ah, lead the way" Kale was unfamiliar with the route and followed the soldier.
Post by: Draska on December 18, 2003, 04:20:52 pm
Post by: Rikimaru on December 18, 2003, 06:00:33 pm
Simon woke up screaming, damp, as were the sheets from his sweat. He sat up and held his head in his hands.
"Eugh, crap what the hell happened there, is that gonna happen if we dont stop these things?"
He pulled out from his pocket, his wallet, it held a photo of a grey wolf, in his basketball clothes holding a basketball. He smiled and it was a smile that warmed Simons heart. This was Josh, his boyfriend. Another was a group photo of all his friends. A mixture of lions, tigers, bears, wolves and many more fursons stood in the picture, they were all smiling as well. He couldn't stop thinking about how much he missed them. He wanted to cry but he held back his tears. He got out of bed and wandered over to the sink and splashed his face with cold water, he needed a walk. He left his room and looked around the hall.
Post by: Running_Wolf on December 19, 2003, 04:37:54 am
Post by: Rikimaru on December 19, 2003, 11:29:51 am
"ummm... excuse me. Do you know where the injured wolf is?"
"Yes turn left at the end of the corridor and its the third door on the right."
"Thank you"
Simon walked on and followed the guards directions, he knocked on the door to see if Havok was awake of not...
Post by: Murrg on December 19, 2003, 01:55:51 pm
Post by: Running_Wolf on December 19, 2003, 02:41:38 pm
"It's open!" He shouted.
Post by: Rikimaru on December 19, 2003, 04:36:57 pm
"errrm hi, how are you doing?
Simon walks up to Havok and hugs him
"damn i was so worried about you. why did you do that. you can't be much older than me and yet you still went in there. I'm sorry to lecture but i was really scared when you came into the hanger, i thought i lost you. You got a life ahead of you, dont blow it!"
Post by: Running_Wolf on December 19, 2003, 04:54:01 pm
He paused and took a breath.
"I don't want anything bad to happen to you. You're just a kid. I don't want anyone to get hurt, but what I did, I had to do. Kale was needed to pilot the ship, Dodgers was needed for repairs, you're too young to do it, Murrg ... well ... Murrg was needed in the Medical bay, so I was the only one left. Plus I've done this kinda thing before. If you died, I wouldn't be able to live with myself"
A tear rolled down his muzzle as he said this. He wiped it away quickly, trying to cover-up the fact he was crying, but it wasn't too convincing.
Post by: Rikimaru on December 19, 2003, 05:09:37 pm
"You're calling me a kid, how old are you seriously now? what a year or two older than me? So dont go lecturing me about being a kid. Even if you are a bounty hunter you still got a long life ahead of you."
Simon looks at the tear and helps Havok wipe his face.
"Look it's OK to cry as well. Just because you're a hard-assed bounty hunter doesn't mean you can't cry. I thought i was the only one holding back tears. To be honest, i feel like you're the only family i have now. You took care of me after what happened on that planet. Thank you."
Simon starts to cry
"Well now me being a kid is going out the window, im gonna help fight this war and protect the ones i care about and love, and those bastards ain't getting to my home planet. I won't let them. Damn I wish there was a way i could contact my home planet. I miss my friends so much, and my boyfriend to much. It's just too much for me to take in at once, first my parents, then you almost, and now i learn that they wont stop until they destroy everything. It's all just falling apart."
Post by: Jalex Darnco on December 19, 2003, 06:12:53 pm
After reading the last sentence of the artical, I shut down the computer, and attempted with some avail to put the computer back. The keyboard folded up, but the screen didn't flip back into the wall. In affect I had the keyboard sheilding the computer screen. Quirking the cornor of my mouth at the problum, I decided I'll leave that problum till later.
Getting up, I approached the door. My hand hovered over the control pad. Both in deciding whether I should go, and which button was it that actually did open the door. After making up my mind, I solved the secound problum by pressing a radnom button. There was simply a beep. I pressed the other one.
"Unable to open, door is locked."
"ah," I whispered to my self. Pressing the first button again, with the same beep, I pressed the second one again, and the door slid open.
Stepping out, I looked at the unfamilar setup of the hub. Humans didn't even use 'hubs', just hall ways. It was odd to say the least.
I really didn't know what to do, so folding my hands together behind my back, I slowly walked along, examining, disecting, and contemplating the uses and purposes of varous moduals, and items.
Passing a door, I heard some muffled talking, and what somehow sounded like a whine. Something similar to maybe a sad animal's cry. I didn't know if it was connected to the small scream I heard before.
I stopped in mid stride. Contemplating whether I should intrude or not, to see if I could supply what reassurence I could to that cry. But, shaking my head, I didn't know. For all I knew the sounds might be that of some sort of mating calls or something. They are aliens... right. But these animals came from Earth. This is so confusing.
Well... I am a stupid earthling. The alien to them. I could blame it on my curiosity. If I was wrong, I could just try and skip out as elegently as I could, if that was at all possible.
Placing my foot down, I turned around. Then taking a deep breath, I knocked on the door lightly.
Post by: Rikimaru on December 19, 2003, 08:31:14 pm
"Ummm... come in" He said with a bit of a sob in his voice.
Simon fights the tears as he awaits to see who was to enter....
Post by: Running_Wolf on December 20, 2003, 06:29:06 am
Post by: Kale on December 20, 2003, 07:12:22 am
"Murrg? You wanted to speak with me? Well i'm here."
Post by: Jalex Darnco on December 20, 2003, 07:41:40 am
I stepped in slowly, pausing slightly before I said anything, "Do you.. umm.. need any help? Or am I uh... poking my nose into things I shouldn't be."
Post by: Rikimaru on December 20, 2003, 09:13:24 am
Simon looks over at Havok staring out of the window, blankly.
"It's ok Havok, he wont bite you."
Simon offers a friendly paw for a handshake.
"So... what's your name. I've never seen anything of your kind before. But you don't seem nasty so I'm fine with it. But you must've came from a looong way out to get here though"
Post by: Jalex Darnco on December 20, 2003, 09:42:36 am
"I'm Alexander Dignan. I'm human, but my presence here is by accident. I was in my fighter combating some aliens that seemed to come out of no where, and well, something happened and I was shot out of my solar system to here. I don't know how far away it is, Earth, to tell the truth, I don't even know how to start looking for it. I don't suspect anyone will be able to help me find it either. So I guess I'm stuck here around you guys, not that it is a bad thing mind you. It is better then being stuck on a planet with nothing but the trees to talk to."
Post by: Running_Wolf on December 20, 2003, 11:42:38 am
"He may be alien, but at least he's got a sense of humour"
He dragged his view away from the window and towards Alexander.
"They call me Havok. I'm the guy whose bark isn't as bad as his bite" He said, offering him a handshake.
Post by: Murrg on December 20, 2003, 12:04:14 pm
Post by: Jalex Darnco on December 20, 2003, 12:20:09 pm
Maybe humans did create these creatures
"Is there anything I can do to help you guys? I couldn't help but hear when I passed. I thought I heard a scream next door to my room earlier as well. I didn't know if it was any of you."
Post by: Kale on December 20, 2003, 06:49:46 pm
Kale smiled, despite the darkness of the room, he still didnt feel threataned.
Post by: Murrg on December 21, 2003, 01:27:11 am
Post by: Running_Wolf on December 21, 2003, 01:11:18 pm
"Couldn't have been me, I've been here all the time"
Post by: Rikimaru on December 22, 2003, 09:16:07 am
"Tell me about it my holiday to this planet was like that. So dull. But it's part of the reason why I'm here. I was in this shop and then this thing crashed into the cafe my parents and Havok was in. I lost my parents but I saved havok from the burning rubble."
Simon rubs his eyes a little bit. He still doesn't seem to have grasped the fact that he may never return home.
"These aliens just appeared out of nowhere. I got my hand burnt off when i shot one of these little parasite like things"
Simon holds up his prosthetic arm for Alexander to see.
"That would explain this. It works OK but I've got to talk to Murrg sometime about this chemical he has that can rebuild living tissue."
Simon looks a little embarrased as he begins to speak
"And that scream was me. I had an awful dream. I'm glad i got some sleep though I've barely slept recently. Anyway I'd rather not talk about it at the moment. Moving on, ermmm.... do you mind if I call you Alex?"
Post by: Jalex Darnco on December 22, 2003, 04:52:38 pm
Simon's question brought me back to reality, leaving that question for later thought, "Umm, ya. Alex is fine."
My life had turned into a speil of questions, many probubly unanswerable, many I could find out quickly. Nothing but questions seemed to run through my head these days.
Post by: Rikimaru on December 22, 2003, 06:09:02 pm
"Ummm you look like you wanna ask something Alex, don't be shy. I may not be able to answer them all though I'm only 15 and still in school so I don't have the perfect knowledge of everything. That and our governments probably keeping secrets. So can I hel you at all?"
Post by: Jalex Darnco on December 22, 2003, 06:53:14 pm
I paused slightly, then looked towards Havok, then out the window, "Unless your willing to explain the past 10,000 years, explain the humans before that time, and all the things that led up to now, I don't know. As I understand from another person, this Fleet Admiral Brennan, Humans created your kind 10,000 years ago. But we have no recollections of that time, nothing. To tell the truth, if any human has ever left our solar system, I'm the first in the last 10,000 years. I just don't know anymore."
Post by: Rikimaru on December 22, 2003, 07:06:21 pm
Post by: Ukiko on December 23, 2003, 12:45:58 am
The Intruder was very still, watchful. The helmet prevented her from being able to tell exactly where he was looking, so she didn't risk staring at him. Mia had apparently stopped being nervous, or hid it enviably well, and was busying herself with pouring tea and coffee, handing out napkins, etc. The captain stared at the viewscreen, his face blank of emotion. Everyone was tense, watching their movements. Most of them were apparently calm, though the red wolf who had growled earlier seemed a bit more agitated than the others, his ears flat against his skull, eyes narrowed and hackles raised, but he didn't make a move toward the Intruder.
It seemed like an eternity when the captain spoke.
"Approaching your coordinates in 35 seconds."
Post by: Running_Wolf on December 23, 2003, 06:09:16 am
"Uuuh, sorry Alex, I don't know either. I didn't take history class when I was a kid"
Post by: Jalex Darnco on December 23, 2003, 07:10:07 am
It's... just that we only know probubly around 2500 years ago, that other 8000 isn't even there."
Shrugging slightly, I layed back in my chair, placing my hands on the back of my head, "Anyways, I figure I can try and learn things as I fly with your guys. If I'm correct there must be hundreds of worlds out there with your kind on them. Maybe each one holds a peice of the puzzel... and maybe one of them will know where Earth is."
Post by: Rikimaru on December 23, 2003, 09:10:16 am
"Hey that's a good idea. Damn I'm retarded to not think of that! Maybe I can get home as well, but it's gonna be hard sayin' goodbye though. But that's probably a long way off so I'm not worrying about it! Maybe we can all go home. Hmmmm I really wish there was a way to contact my planet. Maybe they have something on this ship."
Simon sighs lightly, takes a seat and looks out of the window.
"I wonder what's going on there. I hope those things haven't got there. I wonder if he's thinking of me."
Simon pulls out his wallet and looks at his pictures, he lets out a deep, loud sigh.
"I really miss you guys"
Post by: Running_Wolf on December 23, 2003, 09:35:02 am
"I know how it feels" he sighed. "I can't remember where my home is, or who my family is. I've spent so much time in space, I'm kinda like Alex. Lost. Confused. Homesick. But I can't fix those problems, 'cause I don't know where home is..."
He looked back out of the window again and sighed heavily.
Post by: Firebreath on December 23, 2003, 10:29:58 am
"Allright. Decelerate to cruising speed, change course for the... fourth planet in-system. Ready comm-link to nearby space-station on my mark. Activate passive defenses..."
Some bridge crew interrupted him. "This ship is a cargo ship. We do NOT have passive defenses." he said with a very disgusted tone of voice.
"Oh well, we'll make due. Activate detection grid, or whatever you call it in this ship. I want a full system-wide scan ASAP. Tell me where that space station is for sure. It should register quite well on the scanners..."
He got up and looked at Midori. She seemed quite content to do her job so far, which was to help serve refreshments, coffee and other things to the crew. She'd been, so far, and for sure, one of his best "clients". He secretly wished there were more like her in his job.
He walked to her as she was serving another crew member, and he placed his paw on her shoulder. He made sure to hold the full weight of his paw, considering that it was wrapped in armor. "Soon, all of this will be finished. And in no time, you'll meet up with your dad. And before so, we'll probably meet again." He looked at her. "T'was a pleasure working with you, miss."
Post by: Jalex Darnco on December 23, 2003, 02:30:05 pm
"But first things first, these aliens have to go, being the bane of all that's happened here thus far."
Post by: Ukiko on December 24, 2003, 12:39:21 am
The Intruder had seemed fairly reasonable, almost friendly at points, and she had an idea that he wouldn't *really* hurt her, particularly if she was cooperative.
.....But he was giving her to someone else......an unknown quantity. They probably wanted to ransom her to her father, but....once they had the money would she even really be returned?
"System wide scan initiated." The young red wolf growled....."results......now." He put the results on the viewscreen, and waited...
Post by: Running_Wolf on December 24, 2003, 09:18:35 am
Post by: Russano Greenstripe on December 24, 2003, 12:01:03 pm
Post by: Jalex Darnco on December 24, 2003, 02:34:33 pm
I gestured to a patch on my shoulder, which had a small picture of the ASATM-XF on it, "I fly the ASATM-XF, though I don't know how long I'll be able to operate out here, it's a bit of a special fighter that needs some particulary advanced facilities to service it."
Post by: Russano Greenstripe on December 24, 2003, 03:21:39 pm
Post by: Jalex Darnco on December 24, 2003, 04:08:07 pm
And I was talking to one of those people in that room, there is NO way you could of heard me from your ship, while still requesting dock.
And as to the whole healing thing... sounds a little uberish if you ask me.
END OOC
EDIT: Also my Fighter is hardly a starfighter, neither is it 'ancient'.
Post by: Rikimaru on December 24, 2003, 04:51:54 pm
"Thanks buddy. Maybe if by some miraculous event I manage to get home, you could meet some of my friends. I just want them to know who took care of me from the very beginning"
Simon listens to their convosation about finding Havoks ancestry.
"Sounds interesting, we don't have technology like that back home. I hope you find your home Havok. As to this ordeal with the aliens, I'm not sitting back. I want revenge. Though I'm probably not going to go in hands flailing. I don't know what's going to happen when it starts, but I know I'm not going to die just for revenge, I have to much to live for."
Simon thinks to himself
'Dammit, when the hell is Kale gonna get back I need to ask him about any communication to reach home'
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Post by: Russano Greenstripe on December 25, 2003, 05:45:48 pm
*The Green One ejects it's docking tube, and Russano steps aboard*
Any way I can help at all, I will.
Post by: Jalex Darnco on December 25, 2003, 06:30:17 pm
So far you are exibiting signs of a power gamer, twisting the rules, and taking advantage of situations that shouldn't be had. Power gamers tend to create characters that have powers, weapons, equipment, or abilities that are beyond that of the expected norm. Please PM me and we can discuss this in private without disrupting the game.
I mean no disrespect to you, I just want this game to run as smoothly as possible for other players. In truth no one likes a power gamer, and it is no fun for others, and ultimatly it ruins the game in the end. I just wish to present moderation. This is a 'Free Form' game, Not a 'Free For-all' game. I've handled a number of power gamers in my time, and I know just how disruptive they can be, and public opinion will go down about that person, and the game. So yes, there is a bit of a self interest here, being the creator of this game, but this game is also created by the other players, and I don't want to see their hard work gone to waste.
I hope you understand. If you can moderate your character on your own, please do so. If you don't know what to do, please PM me and I'll try to help you. Though I will be unavailble from tomorrow till wensday of next week. So I hope you can moderate on your own.
Thank you.
Post by: Russano Greenstripe on December 25, 2003, 06:54:25 pm
*lays hands on Havoc's shoulders and closes eyes. Green sparks surround his body as he is healed* While I was on Siris 4, there was this cavern that me and my friends used to play in. It was covered in strange runes. Maybe it could be of some help to you.
Post by: Running_Wolf on December 26, 2003, 08:25:15 am
"Well that felt wierd" He said.
He threw aside the sheets on the medical bed he was laying on and walked over to the drawers. He pulled one open and took out his leather gloves and gun holster. He strapped on his holsters and pulled on his gloves. He turned to Alex, Russano and Simon and said;
"So, if we got a war to fight, let's go fight it"
Post by: Russano Greenstripe on December 26, 2003, 08:29:56 am
"There is no sense in running away from what you can defeat. Lead me to battle."
Post by: Running_Wolf on December 26, 2003, 09:00:52 am
"You guys ready to fight? Hopefully, Russano might know where to find us some of these alien things"
Post by: Russano Greenstripe on December 26, 2003, 09:06:00 am
Post by: Running_Wolf on December 26, 2003, 09:40:28 am
"That's good to know. We'll have to get clearance from Kale. While we're there, we can check if you can contact your home, Simon"
Havok picked up his backpack from under the bed and put it on.
"You guys up for it?" he said to Ales and Simon.
OOC - Try not to reply this time Russano. It kinda makes the RPG one-sided. Wait until wither Rikimaru or Jason D reply first.
Post by: Rikimaru on December 27, 2003, 08:09:54 pm
"Oh yeah uhhh wat err yeah sure I'm up for it. Just let me go back to my room to pick up a few things"
Post by: Running_Wolf on December 31, 2003, 07:16:02 am
Post by: Rikimaru on December 31, 2003, 10:04:05 am
Simon walks out of the med room and walks to his bedroom on the ship. He flips the light switch on and heads to his bed. From under his bed, he pulls out the pistol that he recieved from Kales ship, a fighting staff and a short katana he bought from the town where it all started. He sits down on the bed and looks at his weapons.
"Well I never thought I would have to see you again, but I've got no choice"
Simon picks up the weapons and holsters them, his staff on his back, his katana holstered on his left and pistol on the right. He was ready to fight, but he was a little nervous about Havoks idea about what to do if we don't get clearance to go. And only a handful of people to fight a war? He contemplated the idea of such a small number of people against an army of aliens. He couldn't show his fear, he didn't want to look like a coward. He took a deep breath and went back into the med room.
"Well, I'm ready"
Post by: Russano Greenstripe on December 31, 2003, 07:10:02 pm
Post by: Running_Wolf on January 01, 2004, 06:20:50 am
Havok left the room and made his way towards the tram. He paused and thought If I was a commander of a high class vessel, where would I be? The bridge. He pessed the button for the bridge and sat down as the tram moved automatically.
Post by: Jalex Darnco on January 01, 2004, 11:01:24 am
"Umm.. I don't know if I'll go with you. My fighter is currently in the launch bay, low on fuel, and ammo. There really aren't any facilities here that are made to service my ASATM. I suspect I'll be staying ship bound till those can be sorted out. Even with your magic, I don't think you'd know enough about human technology to really be able to help without off setting other sytems.
Anyways, I'm at the service of these people, it wouldn't do me much right to run out while awaiting instructions from a new commander, muchless a new race, know what I mean?"
I shrugged in a bit of a helpless manner as I considered the leaving of these new friends, "If you guys do go, do take care. You seem a nice enough bunch. If the enemy that you speak of is the same as mine, get some for me would ya?"
Post by: Kale on January 02, 2004, 05:26:22 pm
Post by: Murrg on January 02, 2004, 05:40:43 pm
Post by: Varg the wanderer on January 02, 2004, 07:01:21 pm
Did I hear carpet bombing?
Post by: Rikimaru on January 02, 2004, 09:20:08 pm
"Excuse me I'm gonna go to my room"
Simon walked a little faster than usual out of the door and down the winding coridoors to his room. He took his holsters off and threw the weapons at the wall as hard as he could.
"I HATE YOU!" He screamed at the weapons as they fell to the floor. "IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT! IF YOU WERE NEVER CREATED THERE WOULD BE NO PAIN!"
Simon laid down on the bed and cried. His whole world seemed to be collapsing around him. He couldn't look at another weapon without thinking about the consequences of using it, what happened to his arm, the pain, it burned him. He curled up on the bed in a weak attempt to comfort himself...
Post by: Jalex Darnco on January 03, 2004, 07:09:12 am
"Excuse me for a moment... I'll see what I can do for him."
Standing up, I looked at Havok and the Green obssessed one, then walked out, retraceing my way back to the hub.
On arriving, I stopped in the middle of it, and tried to put myself in his place. From what I know now, he lost his parants while he was on vacation. He doesn't remember what planet he's from, or how to get there, but how can one not remember? Though... this is a diffrent part of the galaxy, where space flight is common... maybe a planet is like a town or something, but even then I know which town I'm from. A child his age should be able to remember.
I shook my head softly, it's not my place to say what should and shouldn't be with these people.
I approached the door that I knew now housed Simon. I knocked lightly on the door, "It is me, Alex. Would it be alright if I come in?"
Post by: Kale on January 03, 2004, 05:02:17 pm
Post by: Murrg on January 03, 2004, 05:43:13 pm
Post by: Kale on January 03, 2004, 06:41:59 pm
Post by: Murrg on January 03, 2004, 06:54:55 pm
Post by: Poet on January 03, 2004, 07:23:11 pm
Poet glanced down at his oxygen display, noting with his usual lack of interest that it was showing a slightly lower amount than it had when he'd looked five minutes before that.
And five minutes before that...and five minutes before that...
He measured his life, now, in five minute increments, having calculated the exact amount of time he had left to live several days before, and finding a nice even number that went into it.
The display now indicated that he had twenty minutes before a painful, gasping death.
He fought hard to suppress a sigh which, he knew, would only be a waste of air.
He glanced, as he had so many times before, at the bank of environmental suits, confirming to himself once more that the O2 was empty on all of them.
He went back, then, to the computer bank he'd been fooling around with, scanning through the program list for the first time.
XGN CNTRL.
Useless.
RTIFCL GRVT.
Useless.
CMPTR WJMP.
[i[Usel[/i]--he cocked his head. "Computer W jump?" he asked, then silenced himself, not wanting to waste air by speaking.
He scratched his head with his tail and opened the program, skimming briefly over the lines of code that told him very little. It looked like a program that accessed the Way to plot courses.
He raised an eyebrow, then, smiling slightly, and opened the program to run. In the pilot's cabin he heard a display clicking to life, and watched the screen slowly fade on. Archaic, he thought, but usefull.
He moved into the cabin, scanning through the functions available on the program. He sighed then, realizing that the program would require almost all the ship's remaining energy supplies to make a way jump, and he wasn't even sure how to calculate it properly.
He raised his eyebrows. If he calculated wrong, he could end up smashing into a planet, or a sun...or a black hole.
He gulped at that. He had been confronted, while on the run, with a number of potential ways of dying, but being crushed, then ripped apart atom by atom...
"Smeg it," he said, fingers working over the keyboard, "Anything but suffocation." He heard the oxygen alarm begin beeping then, letting him know that he had around five minutes untill the carbon dioxide level became so high breathing would become impossible.
He ignored it, hitting the last key in the sequence required, and hoping to hell that he wasn't too far off in his calculations.
He heard a humming from the back of the ship, and felt the air become alive with static. His fur was standing up on end, though not entirely from the charge in the air.
Then things started going wrong. He glanced to another consol that was beeping, seeing that it was a proximity alarm. He could see, through the few windows in the cabin, a missile fly by. "Bounty hunters," he muttered, then opened a communication channel to them, saying, "Watch it. You kill me and the bounty's no go."
"Check the data nets sometimes," came the quick reply, "They're tired of you running. It's dead or alive now."
"Smeg off," Poet said, then closed the channel, swearing in several languages, and having to make up a few of his own to accurately express his feelings about the situation.
The proximity alarm began beeping again, and he said a missile off the port side, headed toward his ship.
Cursing once more, he stood, still bent over the computer, watching at the engines built up enough energy for the way jump.
Then the missile hit.
He was knocked onto his back, head slamming into the ground. His vision went blurry for a moment, and he was faintly aware of a hissing noise. His eyes snapped open as he realized that air was escaping the ship, and saw that the bulkhead that could divide the pilot's cabin from the rest of the pod was closing. He rolled to the side, rubbing the back of his head, and stood, legs shaky. He glanced to the pilots cabin, and saw--but eerily couldn't hear through the barrier--the windows break away from the pressure of the escaping air.
He waited a moment, expecting the next missile to be on it's way.
He continued waiting, then glanced to the display which indicated he now had around three minutes of air remaining. He glanced once more into the pilots cabin, wondering how long the semi-transparent barrier would hold. He squinted through it, looking at the navigational computer he'd been sitting at.
It was blinking something, but he couldn't make out the words. He pressed his face against the glass, eyes squinting tight, having to focus one letter at a time.
J-U-M-P S-U-C-C-E-S-S-F-U-L
"Bloody hell," he said, moving to one of the back up controls and pulling up a com system. He opened for wide channels, so that any nearby ship would be able to detect his signal, and began transmitting an SOS.
((OOC: Oh, god that's long. Sorry.))
Post by: Kale on January 03, 2004, 07:52:00 pm
Post by: Murrg on January 03, 2004, 08:00:17 pm
Post by: Kale on January 03, 2004, 08:07:28 pm
Post by: Poet on January 03, 2004, 08:08:15 pm
It was cracked.
"Some help...soon please."
Post by: Murrg on January 03, 2004, 08:14:15 pm
Post by: Poet on January 03, 2004, 08:30:26 pm
Propulsion was offline, environment was offline, weapons were functioning.
He raised an eyebrow, moving to that system, and checking. Energy weapons were fried, but there were two missiles in the tubes. He pulled up the controls on one, taking the main warhead offline, but leaving the detonator on. It wouldn't be a big blast, more like...fireworks.
Just enough to get their attention, he thought. I hope.
He raised his hand to the control that would fire it, giving a silent prayer to any god who would listen that the ship out there wouldn't fire back, and tapped the control. The ship jerked as the missile left the tube, and a moment later a bright light flashed outside the windows.
Post by: Kale on January 03, 2004, 08:35:01 pm
Post by: Murrg on January 03, 2004, 08:46:06 pm
Post by: Kale on January 03, 2004, 09:02:40 pm
Post by: Poet on January 03, 2004, 09:29:23 pm
It's not the heat, he thought, It's the humidity. The thought, at first, didn't make sense, until he realized that there was plenty of oxygen. The real purpose of the alarm was to let him know about the toxic levels of carbon dioxide.
He glanced to the suits again. The tanks were empty, but...
He moved to one, coughing and glanced over the tanks, pulling and poking at them 'til he found a part labeled "Carbon Filter."
"Sonofabitch," he said, yanking it free and rushing to the pod's carbon filters. He popped out one, placing in the clean suit filter, and smiled, hearing the ship's environmental systems kick back on...
Then back off. A new alarm started beeping, and he glanced around, quickly finding the source.
The power reserves currently read .05%
A moment passed, and it dropped to .04%.
He swore again, and started coughing.
Post by: Murrg on January 03, 2004, 10:25:43 pm
Post by: Poet on January 03, 2004, 10:34:55 pm
Post by: Kale on January 03, 2004, 11:03:50 pm
Post by: Poet on January 03, 2004, 11:26:30 pm
He sighed, standing, and hearing a voice. "Hello," he said, moving toward the form at the airlock. He leaned on one of the walls for support, feeling sick.
He froze, looking at the person, not because of anything he saw, but because of what he heard.
Cracking.
He glanced back to the bulkhead that had dropped, seeing a spiderweb of cracks within the semi-transparent plexi-glass material.
"crap," he said, "We could get out of here. Now." He coughed again, and tried to take a step, but stumbled to the ground instead.
Post by: Running_Wolf on January 04, 2004, 07:32:06 am
"Excuse me, have you seen Kale?"
"Sorry, sir" he replied. "Kale' is busy at the moment but I might be able to arrange an appointment"
"Sure, but it's urgent. I need to see him ASAP"
"I will do my best, mister..."
"Havok. I'll be around here when he gets some free time"
Havok walked over to an empty spot on the Bridge. He heard a strange sound in his ears. It was like someone was talking, then the voice would be replaced with static. He took a few steps forward and the sound disappeared. He turned around and saw a headset lying on the desk. Picking it up, he listned to the message.
"Anyone *crackle* there? I could use some *crackle* out here."
Havok's eyes opened wide in shock. Someone needed help out there, badly by the sounds of things.
"Hey. hey! HEY!!"
His final shout got everyone's attention.
"We got a situation over here. SOS call. Why didn't anyone pick this up? Who the bleep's in charge of communications? They deserve to be fricking fired. Get a ship out there now"
A fox shouted a reply.
"Kale is already en route, sir"
"Well at least he notices these things. You guys should be doing your fricking jobs"
Post by: Jalex Darnco on January 04, 2004, 07:45:06 am
"Teleportation?" I whispered to myself, "How.....?"
The concept both fasinated me, but it also made me scared. If they had the power to move matter instantaniously..... what else could they have?
If there was a race that could rival these.... then... then...Earth. That ship that took me here, the ship that .... teleported me here.
My eyes widened with even more fear. Earth is gone, there is no way we could of survived it. My race, my squadron, my friends, family. Gone, destroyed. Am I the last of my entire race? That what I have with me are the last surviving relics of the entire human race? Thousands of centuries of work, gone, like that. Never to be seen again. Obliterated by a race that we had no name for, destroyed by a people whom we never saw the face of.
If these people feared.... then my people can not fear anymore, because they are all dead.
I stood, stareing at the spot that Kale had once stood, the empty space. Feeling a cold chill slowly take me. My skin felt frozen, my senses dulled.
I could very well be the last.... of my entire race.
Post by: Rikimaru on January 04, 2004, 04:37:39 pm
"ummmm... come in!" He shouted out of the room.....
Post by: Jalex Darnco on January 05, 2004, 05:49:35 pm
Push all other emotions to the side, they don't help you here, you have another mission, and you have to do your mission. This Child needs help, and if he doesn't get help, then I won't be doing all that I can.
I saw the weapons laying along side a wall, scattered about, and my thoughts were confirmed.
I didn't exactly know how to start up any sort of conversation. So I simply went over and sat next to him.
Post by: Kale on January 06, 2004, 06:44:53 am
Post by: Poet on January 06, 2004, 02:11:04 pm
He forced himself to sit up, and blinked, rubbing his head. Hope he's got a bigger ship...bigger ships usually mean medical facilities...
He blinked slowly, realizing that his assumption that he was safe wasn't entirely true...it would depend, entirely, on what military they were...a specific world's, a large number of worlds'...if they were involved with his homeworld in any way, he would no doubt be brought back...
His hand moved to his pulser, the small stun weapon he used. Not now, he thought, I'm in no condition to pilot this things... He breathed a slight sigh, forcing himself to remain conscious, though he would've liked to simply give in then, and sleep.
((ooc: Just a note on his pulser, it's a nonleathal weapon that works by emiting an energy wave that attacks the optic nerves. On the lowest setting it blinds the victim for several minutes, on the highest it overloads their brain and knocks them out for several hours.))
Post by: Kale on January 07, 2004, 02:10:43 am
Post by: Poet on January 07, 2004, 02:41:12 am
He thought of a couple of the devices he'd picked up on a world on the outer rim of the galaxy. He hadn't figured out how to use either one, though he thought one was a healing device. The other, likely, a weapon. Both were thousands of years old, priceless, even if he couldn't get them to work.
"My pod..." he said, glancing at the man, "can you tow it? Or retrieve it later?"
Post by: Kale on January 07, 2004, 04:01:56 am
Post by: Poet on January 07, 2004, 04:41:36 am
Post by: Kale on January 07, 2004, 04:59:25 am
Post by: Poet on January 07, 2004, 05:04:26 am
Poet knew, though, that even in his human form, he would appear to any medical checks as something more, and that could only lead to more questions.
Post by: Kale on January 07, 2004, 06:36:56 am
Post by: Poet on January 07, 2004, 12:21:50 pm
Post by: Kale on January 08, 2004, 05:37:32 am
Post by: Running_Wolf on January 08, 2004, 11:06:22 am
"Hey! Is Kale back yet?" he shouted.
"Yes, sir. He just docked. He's brought aboard another person from the stricken ship"
"And has an appointment been arranged?"
"Not yet, sir, but we're on it now"
"Good. I've been waiting for too long, this is important"
Havok slinked back into his loitering around the bridge, waiting to see Kale.
Post by: Poet on January 08, 2004, 02:18:21 pm
They were finished quickly enough, one of them informing him that his broken arm had merely been fractured and was now in perfect condition.
He stood, then, a little confusion showing on his face. So that's it? he thought, Not much of a welcome aboard...
He shrugged, not carring much either, and turned to Kale. "Can I...have my pulser back?" he asked, indicating the empty holster at his side.
Post by: Kale on January 08, 2004, 04:19:04 pm
Post by: Poet on January 08, 2004, 04:32:01 pm
He had plenty of multivitamins and liquid protein drinks which kept him from starving, but the entire time he just wanted a big, greasy meat patty, fried potatoes, and a glass of milk.
Post by: Kale on January 08, 2004, 04:41:39 pm
Post by: Poet on January 08, 2004, 04:50:07 pm
Post by: Kale on January 08, 2004, 04:54:32 pm
Post by: Poet on January 08, 2004, 05:01:44 pm
Post by: Kale on January 12, 2004, 06:20:36 am
"We are currently in the living sector for the 57,372 standard crew and 8,322 visitors, i have the perfect place for you."
Post by: Poet on January 12, 2004, 04:31:06 pm
Post by: Kale on January 14, 2004, 09:48:19 am
Post by: Poet on January 14, 2004, 11:32:00 am
Post by: Murrg on January 14, 2004, 11:55:59 am
Post by: Kale on January 16, 2004, 06:25:51 am
Post by: Poet on January 16, 2004, 12:52:42 pm
Post by: Kale on January 16, 2004, 06:29:11 pm
Post by: Poet on January 16, 2004, 06:54:33 pm
Post by: Kale on January 17, 2004, 02:18:50 am
Post by: Poet on January 17, 2004, 02:32:32 am
Post by: Kale on January 17, 2004, 03:26:32 am
Post by: Murrg on January 17, 2004, 10:23:30 am
Post by: Poet on January 17, 2004, 01:58:40 pm
He stood, having to hold his pants up to keep them from sliding down, and adjusted his belt, tightening it, then dropped back down to his seat, and popped his neck.
Post by: Kale on January 17, 2004, 07:18:58 pm
Post by: Poet on January 18, 2004, 03:33:03 am
Post by: Kale on January 18, 2004, 07:08:55 pm
Post by: Poet on January 19, 2004, 02:51:47 am
Post by: Kale on January 19, 2004, 04:24:12 am
Post by: Poet on January 22, 2004, 03:08:10 pm
((...I'm not sure who you're waiting for, but can you...PM them, and smack 'em around?
))
Post by: Russano Greenstripe on January 23, 2004, 04:07:04 pm
*Russano walks in and grabbes a cup of tea. He sits down next to Poet and puts his paw around his shoulders.*
So, my little werecat friend, what's up and exciting?
Post by: Kale on January 24, 2004, 10:50:20 am
Post by: Poet on January 25, 2004, 04:35:49 am
[[Unless you were in the room you wouldn't be able to tell from looking that he's a werecat.]]
Post by: Russano Greenstripe on January 25, 2004, 09:08:02 pm
Post by: Running_Wolf on January 30, 2004, 11:17:06 am
He made his way back to the berths and walked into the room with Kale. His eyes set upon the new guy.
"Who the hell is that?"
Post by: Russano Greenstripe on January 30, 2004, 03:49:41 pm
"You mean me? I'm Russano Tejon, warrior and Green mage from Siris 4. Please to meetcha."
He extended his paw.
Post by: Poet on January 30, 2004, 04:41:08 pm
Post by: Running_Wolf on January 31, 2004, 12:45:17 pm
Havok pointed at the cat.
"As far as I know, he could be the guy I've heard of through my travels. He might have a huge bounty on his head"
Havok's eyes narrowed as he examined the cat. Havok already had one paw behind his back and crossed his fingers on one paw while had his other near his gun.
Post by: Poet on January 31, 2004, 03:50:56 pm
Post by: Running_Wolf on January 31, 2004, 04:34:59 pm
Havok made a snort of laughter, grinned and said "You've got a lot to learn, newbie"
Post by: Poet on February 01, 2004, 02:44:21 am
Post by: Running_Wolf on February 01, 2004, 06:08:55 am
"You have no idea how hard it is to survive out here now. You see, you gotta make decisions all over this place"
He walked closer to Al.
"One of those is who to trust around here, and you have to decide really fast..."
He pulled out his gun and aimed at Al's head.
"... 'cos you never know who wants to blow your brains out next"
Post by: Jalex Darnco on February 01, 2004, 08:15:14 am
Taking one final glance at Simon, I opened the door and walked out with it sliding to a close behind me.
When I got to the other door, I saw that it was still open, and I peered in, just to see Havok put his pistol against a cat like creature's head.
I slipped inside quickly, keeping the wall to my back, and watching the scene very carefully, making sure to stay out of either person's angle of fire, should something happen.
Post by: Murrg on February 01, 2004, 10:35:51 am
Post by: Poet on February 02, 2004, 03:07:02 am
Post by: Running_Wolf on February 02, 2004, 12:07:47 pm
"You passed" he said and holstered his gun.
"Not only are you not the guy I'm looking for, you got guts. I like that. It's those guts that'll keep you alive out here"
Post by: Poet on February 03, 2004, 01:05:24 am
I have guts, at least, he thought, and returned to his seat.
Post by: Kale on February 03, 2004, 06:41:27 am
Post by: Jalex Darnco on February 03, 2004, 04:16:59 pm
END OOCI quirked my eyebrow at the otter, "I'm quite surprised no one wanted to see me earlier. I figured that someone would of taken me as soon as they see me get on board to get some sort of examination of my insides or something like that.
What exactly do they want me for?"
I stressed a word, a small bit of doubt in my voice at the thoughts of doctors digging around my insides trying to figure out what exactly a human worked like.
Post by: Russano Greenstripe on February 03, 2004, 08:37:56 pm
"We've done that already. We're working on your brain next."
He rubbed his paws together.
"So, when do we get to hurt, destroy, or kill something?"
Post by: Poet on February 03, 2004, 09:12:15 pm
He ignored the questions, and took another drink of his coffee.
Post by: Kale on February 04, 2004, 04:01:31 am
Post by: Jalex Darnco on February 04, 2004, 09:55:57 am
Post by: Russano Greenstripe on February 04, 2004, 04:29:32 pm
"Look, I can't talk for everyone, but I don't want you to get dissected. I'm being silly. If anyone comes anywhere near you with a scalpel, you tell me and I'll take care of him."
He turned around to adress everyone.
"What's with all the glum faces? We're on the brink of the greatest historic, scientific, and mystic discovery of all time! We shouldn't be moping around in some old hunk of metal, we should be out there, rediscovering a lost race! C'mon, let's go see this newcomer, and then let's go and discover!"
He grinned a face-enveloping grin.
Post by: Jalex Darnco on February 04, 2004, 06:02:20 pm
Growling, I stepped out of the room. I could feel my hands shaking with the anger that was growing. These people just don't understand do they? Big hunk of metal, YA! SURE! It's only the most advanced thing I've ever seen, course it's a hunk of metal that does nothing right. I was lucky to have something like this nearby to begin with. I would still be on that planet trying to figure it all out.
yes... let us be happy eager younge explorers looking for adventure. Obviously he hasn't seen much battle. Obviously he has never lost anyone. Ignorent prick.
Post by: Poet on February 04, 2004, 06:56:20 pm
Post by: Kale on February 05, 2004, 04:06:28 am
Post by: Murrg on February 05, 2004, 07:03:03 am
Post by: Jalex Darnco on February 05, 2004, 04:00:01 pm
I closed my eyes, then opened them quickly, finding that I wouldn't be able to see where I was going. Though closing them felt good. Though I didn't feel tired, could just be adrenaline or something. I shook my head.
Post by: Kale on February 09, 2004, 05:14:01 am
Eventually, as the tram drew t a halt in the medical decks, Kale opened his eyes
"Your fighter has been retrofitted while we refine the design for mass production... you sholdnt need any extra training, but one of my wing commanders is interested to know if you would accept a job helping us to train and to run missions for us in the... troubles we are expecting to face in the near future"
Post by: Rikimaru on February 09, 2004, 04:36:39 pm
IC: Simon sat on his bed. staring at the floor in silence. The muffled noises around him did nothing to distract him. He didn't know what to think anymore. Should he go and fight? What if he does and dies? He wouldn't be able to see his friends again. But when he gets back where can he stay? When will he get back? What if he even doesn't get back? He felt he should fight for his parents' revenge, but he didn't know what to do. He got up and looked out of his window into the black void of space. He looked for his home, and it was nowhere to be found. Simon felt angry, sad, distraught and confused. He pounded the wall with his fists as hard as he could to try and subdue his feelings...
Post by: Jalex Darnco on February 09, 2004, 05:29:04 pm
"What sort of retro-fits did you do to my fighter? I'm going to have to know all the changes that you've done, so that I can operate it proplerly, no use fumbling with it in the middle of combat.
As to a Job in training, your fly-boys are definatly going to need it. I can perhaps supply some sort of crash course, but back on earth, we train for nearly 5 years on this particular design. The Concepts are very complex, and it takes an adaptive pilot to properly run the bugger. Your guys, flying single purpose fighters will definatly need to become aclimated to the concept of having legs, because they come in damn handy in the middle of a fight, even in space battles, believ it or not. As to Leading, I'll have to think about that. While being a Squadron commander for Earth I was familar with protocols and stuff there, though here they maybe diffrent. While ours are influenced by human nature, your's may be influenced.... by whatever made them I guess."
Post by: Poet on February 09, 2004, 06:00:40 pm
Post by: Kale on February 10, 2004, 03:55:13 am
Post by: Running_Wolf on February 10, 2004, 04:10:24 pm
He walked over to the window and looked out into space.
"That's ... that's how my brother died ... years ago. We were training near an asteroid belt and ... and these Rouges came outta nowhere and surrounded him. They ... blew him apart after his lasers got fried. I was too late to save him..."
He stormed out of the room. Before he left, he said "Let's go already, we've wasted enough time with useless chat"
Unknown to everyone else, Havok only left the room because his memories were eating away at his brain, like a cancer, and he thought being more open would help deliver him from the pain, but it reduced him to tears.
Post by: Rikimaru on February 10, 2004, 04:35:01 pm
Post by: Jalex Darnco on February 10, 2004, 05:19:48 pm
"Sir.... Fusion Warheads? I don't know but That is WAY out of my league right there. The Fleet mad a pact to never use nuclear weapons, for fear that their use would spread to planetoids, and potentially Earth. You've got.... nuclear weapons small enough for bulk load on a fighter, and I haven't a clue how to handle something like that. Tell the truth I'd have to become a tug pilot just by how delicate I'll be with the things."
Shaking my head, The concept of mind controlling my fighter flashing by very quickly, with the concept of WMD devices being loaded up.
Post by: Kale on February 11, 2004, 04:06:26 am
Post by: Jalex Darnco on February 11, 2004, 02:46:44 pm
Stepping out of the tram, I sidled quickly towards the wall, "I also don't think you'll be able to beat my tail pipe in a Trainer anyways. You haven't had 5 years training in those things, though those mind to ship interface concepts are going to be intersting."
Post by: Running_Wolf on February 11, 2004, 04:05:03 pm
"Damn you" he whispered.
He followed the sound until he stopped outside Simon's berth. He slid the door open and saw Simon's paw on the trigger and the barrel in his face. Havok leapt towards Simon and snatched the gun out of his shaking paw. A stray shot fired and hit the wall, barely missing Simon and Havok. Havok turned and looked at Simon.
"What the hell do you think you were doing!?"
He threw the gun to one side.
"You could've killed youself! Then what good would you be?"
Havok sighed and said "Look, I know you miss your friends and family, but killing yourself isn't gonna help them at all. Right now, they need to know about this threat, and Kale is the one to do that. Once he's finished his conversation, I'll go talk to him about contacting your buddies"
Havok pulled himself up and walked over to the window.
"Kid ... I got something to tell you ... but ... but you gotta keep it a secret. Promise?"
Post by: Kale on February 12, 2004, 09:38:29 am
Post by: Rikimaru on February 12, 2004, 02:31:50 pm
"I'm sorry, I just don't know what to do anymore. I didn't want to kill myself, i don't know anymore what I want to do. I'm so confused about what to do. It's just so miserable for me. This wasn't supposed to happen to me!"
As he heard Havok speak he listened and dried his eyes on his T-Shirt.
"You can tell me anything, i won't tell anyone. You can always trust me, so tell me anything in confidence in the future"
Post by: Running_Wolf on February 12, 2004, 02:58:50 pm
"Years ago, when I was about your age, I was training with my brother out near an asteroid field. We had a good time out there. We ... raced each other through the field. After a while, we were attacked by Rogues. I tried to defend him but ... but there were too many. His weapons locked up and didn't fire and he was killed. I had never felt so helpless. But that's not the secret. What is a secret is that I ran away from home after that, fled with my tail between my legs, all because I couldn't face telling my mom what had happened. I spent my life in space, and now I regret it. I threw my life away and I was moulded by the time I spent out there ... alone. If you were to kill yourself, you'd be throwing your life away, just like I did. Another reason I don't want you to die is that you look like my brother. If you died, I'd never be able to continue with my life. I'd collapse. Just crumble into myself. But I still haven't done everything I want to do ... and one of those things is protect you from danger, even if it means my life. Just like you said, I might be a hard-assed bounty hunter, but that doesn't mean I don't have feelings like love or remorse"
Havok wiped a tear off his muzzle with a leather-clad paw.
"And that does mean I can cry too. This is really the only time I've had to express these emotions. I also gotta thank you for that. I owe a lot of things to you and everyone else, including my life. You brought me back from the edge of death and I want to re-pay that favour. Nothing will stop me from doing that. I ... I just wanted you to know that"
Post by: Jalex Darnco on February 12, 2004, 03:18:01 pm
Giving a slightly mocking look, then stopped where Kale had stopped, "This the place?"
Post by: Rikimaru on February 13, 2004, 05:07:03 am
"Sorry. I didn't mean to.... It's just that.... It's just that I don't know anymore. I don't know what to do, I want to fight, but I just don't feel right doing it. These weapons, they dont seem to fit me. I don't know what to do anymore."
Simon got up and walked up to Havok,
"You're the closest thing I have to family right now, what you did just then proved that. I'm so sorry. Thanks to you I might actually get through this huge mess."
Simon got even closer to Havok and hugged him.
"Thanks"
Post by: Running_Wolf on February 13, 2004, 11:57:41 am
He let go and walked to the door about to leave, but stopped.
"Y'know, if you don't want to use those weapons, I got a pair of knuckle dusters lying around somewhere if you want them"
He winked at Simon and said "See ya later kid. This whole mess will be back to normal before you know it. I promise"
Post by: Russano Greenstripe on February 14, 2004, 09:35:25 am
"Sorry about that. One of my green sentinels alerted me that there was a prisoner attempting to break out."
He motioned to a small, lizard-like creature clinging to the celing, then he banged on the cell door.
"That right, bunglepaws?"
He turned back to the otter and the human.
"He somehow got ahold of a small laser pistol and was trying to weld his way out, but he acidentally sent a shot at my sentinel. That's when he alerted me."
Russano stepped aside and motioned them to pass.
"Unless there's any way I can help, I'll get out of your way."
Post by: Rikimaru on February 15, 2004, 06:51:06 pm
"Somehow I don't think that will help"
As Havok left Simon felt warm inside, Havok was his best friend to him... no, more like a brother, but he didn't want to say that as Havok might be upset by it. He could take his advice and he said to himself that he was going home. Thoughts of home cheered him up. The smiles on his friends faces. He pulled out his wallet from his pocket and inside there were two pictures, one was a group of about 15 to 20 different fursons and the other, was of a lion and a wolf each with an arm around the others shoulder. The other arm of the lion was stretched out, making obvious he was holding the camera. He smiled as he talked to the pictures.
"I'm coming home guys. Soon. I can't wait to see you all again, especially you Josh. I miss you most. I miss you all too much. Not long now"
Post by: Jalex Darnco on February 18, 2004, 07:22:04 am
I just want to make sure that You've disscussed this with Murgg, and that he had given you perrmission to have temporary control over his character. It strikes me as a fairly odd thing to suddenly have happen, and it didn't seem in Murgg's character's wishes to try and escape. Thanks. END OOC
Post by: Murrg on February 18, 2004, 09:50:44 am
Post by: Russano Greenstripe on February 18, 2004, 03:50:32 pm
Post by: Jalex Darnco on February 18, 2004, 06:31:17 pm
Though, place yourself in your character's shoes, if they have any that is. In all reality can he really do this? Does flipping around in the air, bouncing off the ceiling while blasting away these couple thousand androids with my single blaster clip with seven shots sound logical? If yes, then go through with it, if no, Don't. (personally I find the latter situation not right)
For Example: situation - You are confronted with several aliens. You don't know anything about them, and they are obviously more powerful then you. You are currently in a bar. What are you going to do.
BAD EXAMPLE: we throw everything we got at them, Obviously they have a weak neck so aim for that, Blast them away to peices, while the aliens in the rear are shooting at you, but you magically avoid their every shot. The bar is left intact and you are victourious.
Obviously not a good post, to an experinced RP'er.
GOOD EXAMPLE: Well, first things first, we don't know anything about them, so no use in going full force on them, Who knows we just might do something good for them. Best idea, Jump behind the bar. From there, we can make some sort of plan. Doing so, you knock what few glasses there were on the bar off, with them shattering on the floor. This caught the attention of aliens, and they soon make their way towards you. Yadda Yadda Yadda...
of course some of that is Game Mastertized, such as controlling the enemy. Only the GM's can really do that, even then only with the perrmission of the character. so don't belive that the GM has ultimate power if they play along. As the player you have to go along with the game, if you wish to make something go on between you and another player, discuss it with them first, that way you can come up with something that sounds good, and you both agree on. Twisting the story suddenly not only confuses it all, but also makes the other players mad. Some are quite patient such as this group, so I wouldn't fear too much, but try to maintain a certain level of realism. This has only disrupted the game play of not only us, but of the other players. So please try to pay attention what is going on and talk to the other players if you want to try something. If you ask, they may like the idea, if not then they may not like it at all. As to having various other creatures running around the ship, that's fine as far as I'm concerned, just as long as they are not powerful, do not perform obviously impossible acts, and various such.
So ask yourself, is this really possible? Ask before performing acts that interfere with other player's actions, and do realize that there are indeed other's playing that expect the story line not to take twists that were unplanned.
If I came down fairly hard, I'm sorry, I had no intentions. I just want to give suggestions to help your Role Playing abilites. I've delt with several powergamers, and several power gaming GM's, and it isn't fun. It is no fair to the other players, and to the story line that they create. I've no problums with good players. Newbies I have no problums with neither. Just as long as they'll learn, and develop. So there is no need to worry about mistakes, there are some stuff that we create that are just inevitable. Just have fun, It's all part of the system. ^.^
Post by: Poet on February 18, 2004, 08:29:13 pm
Post by: Murrg on February 19, 2004, 10:05:33 am
Murrg paced about the cell was starting to grate on his nerved he could feel repressed memories swirling about just out of veiw of his minds eye *Why is he taking so long to get here?* He asked himself *mabey he is double crossing you that ever cross your mind this is a millitary out fit from the look of it and with your past expiriances he could be wanting to* *Dont even finnish that sentance so far i have no reason to belive you Kale hasnt even asked about my past or how I came to be here* * And the human if he was coalition or even the two new ones what if one or all had followed you and explaind to Kale what you where ment to be huh what then would you kill them all damn this place to suffering in the void like that base huh or would you run away like you have so many times before* *I don't know* was his pathectic response
Post by: Kale on February 23, 2004, 08:51:25 am
Kale shvered as he stood by the door ready to open it, he knew that there was some sort of computerised device inside Murrgs brain, and it had been picked up on by him... he could filter most of it out, but there were times when he wanted to faint, but he knew the feeling, it was like the time during the mergoda riots, when he had been surrounded and had to shoot his way out, and something wanted... no... needed him to keep on shooting until everything was dead. He shivered again and opened the doors for jason to go in, forcing the thoughts down.
Post by: Poet on February 23, 2004, 03:25:38 pm
Post by: Jalex Darnco on February 23, 2004, 05:19:21 pm
Even if these creatures were alien to me, there always seemed to be universal signs. Things that just screamed warning lights. Kale's behavior, and appreance was just one of those. For some reason, he was scared of what he was opening the door to, whatever it was inside, it was apprently not good.
Taking a deep breath, I made a small nod towards Kale, and I stepped into the room. It was dark, very dark. I couldn't see anyone at first, then suddenly, I saw a red glow. Then around it I could see a darker shape, a sillohuet. It had an morbid apprence to it, like it was ready to strike and kill me or something. Poised ready to do something. I perhaps knew the reason why the admiral was scared of this thing, but maybe I didn't know. These creatures are far more advanced then what we humans could even dream of, who knows just what they were scared of? Well, it was no use just standing here, crapping my pants. Break the ice or something.
"I uhh.. am Commander Alexander Dignan of the United States Space Navy Fighter Squadron, Dragon Fires."
Post by: Rikimaru on February 23, 2004, 05:26:42 pm
"SHUT UP!!" He shouted as loud as he could, the sound echoed through the corridor....
"whoops" he thought to himself....
Post by: Murrg on February 23, 2004, 06:20:24 pm
Post by: Jalex Darnco on February 23, 2004, 06:55:41 pm
"I am from Earth, North American Continent, I was born in Arizona, United States. The Military that I work for is mostly just for defense. It is a Space navy, used to defend against China's attacks and the Middle East Quadrents of our own world. We are in a bit of a World War. We aren't that advanced in any form of technology really. The most advanced thing being my fighter, and that is strictly American Technology. I have absolutly nothing against you, or your kind, or any other kind, except for those that attacked us and sent me to god knows where in this galaxy. We aren't really that advanced at all, we haven't even gone outside of our solar system... except for me, but that was an accident."
Shut up, your blabbing. Your going to get yourself killed at this rate.
"I'm simply a fighter pilot."
Oh, now it sounds like I'm pleading for my life, stop right there.
I closed my mouth rather sharply.
Post by: Murrg on February 23, 2004, 07:15:11 pm
Post by: Poet on February 24, 2004, 03:10:06 am
Post by: Jalex Darnco on February 24, 2004, 09:20:12 am
I felt as if I had just been chewed out by some admiral, with threats of ripping my arms off, and the possible occurance of sawing my tounge out of my mouth. I took several deep breaths, trying to relive the feeling in my chest. I had never felt so scared in my life. Never.
"He says... he's ready to go. Admiral"
Post by: Alex_the_Snow_Leopard on February 25, 2004, 12:40:25 pm
Post by: Kale on February 26, 2004, 03:53:45 am
Post by: Jalex Darnco on February 28, 2004, 07:28:58 am
"Where are you going? If it is down to that planet, I've read some reports from the computer in my room. By the sounds of it, I'd rather take my ASAT down. If anything, I can show you what an ASAT is capable of doing. Those creatures down there, sound massivly dangerous. Something about chewing through metal with acid sounds bad enough. Though I can polorize the hull of my fighter, so they can't get on it. With a couple giga watts of electricty going through the hull of it, it should keep them off. Though, I'm sure you may want some heavy arms support. The pistol is only a survivalist outfitting. If I were to crashland on Earth, in some enemy territory. But I'm not trained to go into full battle situations other then in a cockpit. 5 Years training in a fighter takes a bit of time out of infintry training."
Post by: Russano Greenstripe on February 28, 2004, 07:33:05 am
"I always get sleepy before a battle. Better rest up for the fighting...ZZZ."
The mustelid's snores reverberated around the small room.
Post by: Murrg on March 10, 2004, 02:03:15 am
Murrg was puzzled the human hadnt lied as far as he could tell and he seem almost terified of him "Hmmm mabey he is from a new diffrent earth I still dont trust him" Murrg said to the wall as he finnished locking his armor into place "I'll ask kale that the human come with me i wish i had more time to poke around in his mind and find out what he knows"
Post by: Rikimaru on March 10, 2004, 04:16:58 pm
"Dammit, lost. Why do these damn ships have to be so big?"
He looked in all directions and chose a direction at random. Luckily for him he chose the right path and in time he made it back to his room. He looked at it and moaned at the mess, but he knew it had to be done. He trapsed around the room, sorting everything back out, all was neat but his bed, he had always sucked at that. Well he got it as neat as he could and collapsed on the bed, curled up under the sheets, let out a loud sigh and drifted off to sleep...
Post by: Kale on March 11, 2004, 07:14:08 am
Post by: Jalex Darnco on March 11, 2004, 03:03:55 pm
When we fully materialized, I stumbled a bit, but was able to steady myself, "Please don't... use the teleport with me or around me... I'm... scared of that thing, reminds me of what could of happened to Earth, what happened to me. I'll, go and collect my gear, and meet with you at the hanger. I'll have to refamilarize myself with the new outfitting, and run through the start checks."
Post by: Kale on March 15, 2004, 06:05:46 am
Post by: Jalex Darnco on March 15, 2004, 02:55:57 pm
I then muttered into my head-set, "Fighter start-up, code two zero two delta phi beta, voice print check."
A small voice replied, "Voice print match, remote fighter start up procedures active, minor security locks engaged."
Post by: Kale on March 16, 2004, 01:14:23 am
Post by: Jalex Darnco on March 16, 2004, 01:00:52 pm
"Aye, Sir. I'll Meet ya in the air. Safe flying."
With that I ran down the corridor towards the hanger bay.
Post by: Murrg on March 23, 2004, 09:38:33 am
Post by: Rikimaru on March 23, 2004, 03:08:25 pm
Post by: Jalex Darnco on March 24, 2004, 07:22:44 am
Post by: Murrg on March 26, 2004, 01:17:27 am
Post by: Kale on March 26, 2004, 04:14:11 am
Kale was ready, he activated the interal intercoms to murrgs cell "Were ready to go, the cell door should be releasing now" And the door slid open "Your with me, so theres a tram waiting to take you to my ship, I'll meet you there" and he headed out, motioning for people to follow.
Post by: Murrg on March 26, 2004, 06:42:52 am
Post by: Kale on March 26, 2004, 07:22:27 am
Post by: Running_Wolf on March 26, 2004, 04:06:31 pm
"Where the hell is Kale?" he asked the air, but no reply came to him.
Outside, he heard a tram slide past, but made nothing of it.
"The usual crap, errand boys running their 'vital errands'. Not much happening as usual"
He let his eyes close as the boredom crept in.
Post by: Kale on March 26, 2004, 04:36:45 pm
Post by: Running_Wolf on March 26, 2004, 06:33:28 pm
"crap!" He shouted as he leapt from the bed and out of the door.
He ran to Simon's room and slammed his arm against the door.
"SIMON! Hurry up! We gotta go! Important stuff!"
He started to head to the tram when another thought crossed his mind.
"Russano!!" Havok thought. "He'll be useful, but where is he?"
Panicning thoughts rushed through his mind. After a minute, he decided that Rusanno would be the first one down there anyway, so he'll most likely be with Kale. He boarded the Tram and made his way to the hanger.
"I just hope Kale doesn't leave without me. I wouldn't miss this for the world"
Post by: Murrg on March 27, 2004, 01:17:59 am
Post by: Jalex Darnco on March 28, 2004, 08:21:23 am
I quickly moved up the ladder, and jumped into the cockpit.
"Computer, Status."
"All essential systems are online. Nonessential systems are finishing power up sequences. Vehicle is now at flight status."
"Good, Time to test you out, create a comm link to the Espirit."
"Comm link open."
"Admiral, This is Dragon Breath 1, ready for launch. Startup proccedures are complete."
Pressing several more buttons, and strapping myself into the seat, the cockpit canopy closed. I then began to move the fighter foward, letting it take small steps, before moving a little faster towards the bay's portals.
Post by: Running_Wolf on March 28, 2004, 11:28:29 am
Havok clambered up the ladders of the first free fighter he could find. He jumped into the seat and pressed a few buttons here and there.He dragged the cockpit canopy closed, jammed the headset onto his head and started giving orders to the computer.
"Power-up all systems"
"Commencing..." came the computer's voice. "...All essential systems are online. Nonessential systems are finishing power up sequences. Vehicle is now at flight status"
"Create commlink with the Espirit and friendly squadron"
"Commlinks open. Select primary channel"
"Set primary channel with friendly squardon"
"Confirmed"
A grin took over on Havok's face.
"This is Dragon Fire 3, AKA the Mayhem-Maker, ready for launch. Hope you boys are ready for a field trip"
Havok gripped the light stick and waited for the portal to open. The bay-door rolled slowly open and other fighters slowly edged forward. The door clanged as it finished rolling and Havok couldn't supress a shout.
"I was MADE for this crap!" he shouted over the intercom as his fighter blasted out of the hanger and into space. "WHOO yeah! So, what's our main objective?"
Post by: Jalex Darnco on March 28, 2004, 12:47:35 pm
"This is Dragon Fire 1 to Dragon Fire 3, I'd advise toneing down your enthusism. Our main objective is to Provide Protection of the Espirt and its crew. Over."
"Dragon Fire 1 to Launch control, whomever you maybe, Request permission to launch."
"Request granted Dragon Fire 1, launch at your discretion."
"Thank you much. Computer, Launch from bay, intercept with Dragon Fire 3."
"Confirmed."
The fighter started moving foward very quickly, setting into a run, then with a leap and a blast from the thrusters, the fighter shot from the bay, then twisted very quickly in an attempt to catch up with the hasty one.
Post by: Running_Wolf on March 28, 2004, 02:02:20 pm
"Hah! You don't know too much, do ya? I was literally BORN in one of these babies" Havok laughed.
"Computer, take escort position next to the Espirit"
His ship glided neatly into position on the bridge's left flank. Havok glanced at each holographic panel in his HUD before propping his feet against an unused panel.
"So, just what are we looking for out here? Just anyone on an intercept course?"
Post by: Rikimaru on March 28, 2004, 02:53:45 pm
"errrmmm...where do I go and what have I gotta do?"
Post by: Jalex Darnco on March 28, 2004, 03:08:57 pm
I suspect that We'll be giving cover fire. From what I've gathered on the intel, them creatures will move in, and in large swarms. So we'll be giving them cover from whatever comes in. We are going down to the surface, and the Espirt will be picking up survivors if there are any. I'll land on the ground, since I'm equipped for it. I'll lay down some cover fire, and supply you with hot sensor data. You'll be doing Air based cover, considering you don't have an ASAT. You'll be using my data, while in flight. That'll give you longer range and speed to react wherever neccesary. The Crew of the Espirit will exit the ship, in search of any survivors. Lest that's what I've gathered from what I've been briefed on. If we are lucky, we'll encounter light force, the area we are going is said to have light infestation. Our weapons will be more effective then their hand weapons. If it is possible, do a wide range fire, that'll cover a good area. Though lets stay away from the explosives, We don't need to cause collateral damage."
Taking a deep breath, I twisted my fighter around, and pulled up, hitting the afterburners, to intercept the area the Esprit will be at.
"Computer, When Espirit comes out, Land on the dorsal hull plating, and switch to turreted defense mode. I doubt our size will affect theirs too much. Not only will we supply an extra set of guns, but we get a free blast sheild, it'll save our plating for the landing."
"Confirmed, Engaging leg drives. Magnetic clamp systems activated, Awaiting Espirit approach."
Post by: Running_Wolf on March 28, 2004, 03:27:20 pm
Computer, switch communications channel to Mothership. I gotta send a message straight to Kale"
"Confirmed. Communications channel open"
"Kale! Havok here. I don't know is Simon's down there but make sure he DOESN'T get out here. Things could get a little rough, if you know what I mean. Keep him in a safe place. Over and Out"
"Communications channel closed"
Havok took a deep sigh of relief and held his wolf-head pendant in his paw.
"Kale ... keep Simon safe at all costs. If you don't do it for me, do it for him..."
Post by: Murrg on March 28, 2004, 05:04:27 pm
Post by: Rikimaru on March 29, 2004, 04:06:51 pm
"So what's happening? i been asleep a long time so i dont know much, oh yea and Murrg if i remember correctly a while back you mentioned something that could rebuild my arm? or was that someone else?"
Post by: Murrg on March 30, 2004, 01:52:25 am
Post by: Kale on March 30, 2004, 06:55:12 am
With that, kale interfaced fully, his body falling to sleep, and the ship curved off gracefully into the void, towards the rendevous point.
Post by: Jalex Darnco on March 30, 2004, 07:08:51 am
After clicking off the mic, I took a big sigh. That was perhaps a little bit more long winded then I had meant it to be, but hopefully it'll be useful, if it isn't already being used.
Post by: Kale on March 30, 2004, 07:21:13 am
Post by: Running_Wolf on March 30, 2004, 01:45:16 pm
"Computer, open private channel with Kale"
"Affirmative, channel open" Came the AI voice.
"Kale! I just gotta check something with you. Where's Simon? He still on the ship?"
Havok closed his eyes, hoping for good news. "please be somewhere safe on the ship, please be somewhere safe on the ship..." he thought.
Post by: Jalex Darnco on March 30, 2004, 02:40:48 pm
"Computer, Did you download the latest tac data on the LZ?"
"Negative, The system was unable to access remote computer source. Incompatable data ports detected."
"Hmmm... we'll have to get that sorted out, some sort of translation program. Computer, can you do a long ranged sensor sweep of the LZ?"
"Negative, the Landing Zone is beyond and obstructed."
"Where the hell do you get intel around here? geez, alright, Computer, cancel latching onto the Espirit's hull, and fall in behind those already information. Match the Espirit's course and speed."
"Confirmed."
"At least you CAN do something."
Switching over to the Mic, I relayed my actions, "Dragon Fire 1, falling into position."
Post by: Rikimaru on March 30, 2004, 03:17:47 pm
"Damn suit, i feel like im in a sci-fi movie or something I'm so not used to this hehe. Well if it can last up to 6 hours that'll be alright, were not gonna be longer than that...are we?"
Simon had a slight look of worry in his eyes...
"Hmmm Murrg, this is possibly the worst time to ask this, but did you say something about a potion or something that could rebuild my arm? this prosthetic thing is a tad uncomfortable,"
Post by: Kale on March 31, 2004, 04:54:51 pm
Post by: Jalex Darnco on March 31, 2004, 05:11:29 pm
"Dragon Fire 1 to Esipirt, Please signal when we've reached a point in which formation can break, over."
The entry into the planet's atomsphere was much smoother then my last one. It had been awhile since I was 2nd in line on vector lines. Having been in command of my own squadron, put me up front, and ultimatly left me up for a rougher ride.
"Computer, Power weapons, and begin tracking of unidentifable signitures."
"Multipul targets identified."
Seeing the HUD target my friendlies, I knew that I had to exclude a few. From the Target database, "Remove the five closest targests from the targeting databse. Store in permanent memory."
"Confirmed."
Post by: Murrg on April 01, 2004, 12:15:26 am
Post by: Rikimaru on April 01, 2004, 01:44:11 pm
"wow I'm suprised it's still in one piece"
Simon removed his prosthetic arm and threw it on the floor.
"well I can say goodbye to that, well...bottoms up"
Simon drank the contents of the vile, whatever it was, it tasted disgusting but he could feel the nanomachines moving to his arm. The pain was growing as they did their thing, but it would be worth it.
"Ugh"
Simon listened to Murrg as he spoke
"yeah I know I don't know why I wanted to go, I know I probably won't like what I see down there and I will stay close, I do have some sense left in me. I guess I just didn't want to be left alone, I just need to be around people I guess. Stops me doing somethin' stupid right"
Simon thought back to himself, the time when he was on his knees with a gun to his face. He didn't want a repeat of that again, he also thought to himslef about Havok. He wanted to stay with him really, but knowing Havok he probably would go running in wanting a piece of the action.
"I hope he doesn't get himself killed" Simon whispered to himself "Please be safe...I need you"
Post by: Murrg on April 13, 2004, 01:18:06 am
Post by: Kale on April 13, 2004, 10:33:13 pm
Post by: Murrg on April 14, 2004, 02:49:34 am
Post by: Rikimaru on April 14, 2004, 08:20:21 pm
"ummm...I got this lazer thing"
Simon continued to stare at the gun, the same gun that almost ended his life, could end up saving it...
Post by: Murrg on April 17, 2004, 12:03:44 am
Post by: Jalex Darnco on April 18, 2004, 07:19:04 am
"This is Alex, I don't have much to do here besides float her down next to the Espirit. Whatcha got for me?"
Post by: Murrg on April 18, 2004, 11:39:38 pm
Post by: Jalex Darnco on April 19, 2004, 07:33:10 am
I hesitated slightly in my answer, "The ASAT is equipped with a full suite of Sensor capabilities. It was made to do anything, and it can't do everything should it be blind. Anyways, EMP is one of those favorite weapons that the Eastern Front uses against us. We can detect very minute amounts of electricity, and it's alose used in detecting bio-electrics. Scanning the LZ is standard proceedure in the navy before we touch down. I've already attempted to do such, but I do not have the range... maybe from the diffrent atmosphere of the planet, I don't know. But I have to get closer to conduct a scan.
I think you may like to know, that ASAT's are also capable of creating a sensor network. Each fighter creates a tight-beam link-up extending the range of the network. This helps with triangulation, and detection into areas that diminish standard sensor ranges. If you want, I can create a small link-up with the Espirit, or the combat suits that you most likely have."
Right, right.. go make deals with the devil. Jesus... you just might of given him a chance to get into your fighter and kill you! I think I'm going to get sick.
"Warning, drift detected in vector line. Advice correction."
Shaking my head, I quickly jiggled the fighter back into the vector line, eliviating the slight vibrations.
Post by: Murrg on April 20, 2004, 12:28:16 am
Post by: Jalex Darnco on April 20, 2004, 08:09:11 am
"I don't plan on letting any of those things even get on my fighter. I'm going to have the hull fully polorized to the max amount of power. The second they touch it, they'll find themselves in a bit of a crisp. As to Open ports, there is no such thing, specially from where I'm from. Humans are somewhat rampent about chemical warfare. Anyways, with it being a space fighter, I certainly hope I have my own life support system."
Looking down at a new hologram that phased in, I saw that a file transfer was just about complete.
"File Transfer Complete, decodeing....... Combat Suit specifications."
"Computer, do you have access to their computer to sensor configurations?"
"Confirmed."
"Initiate Sensor Network Program with Suits of similar Design of given program."
"Confirmed."
"I've initiated the uplink. It should only take a moment before the tight beam interface manifests its self. You'll be able to see as far as I go now. I'll also have an interfase with your suits sensors as well, as a result I'll be seeing what you see."
Post by: Kale on April 20, 2004, 08:41:38 am
Post by: Rikimaru on April 20, 2004, 03:54:10 pm
"Ummmm...just give me the basics of this thing 'cause this looks complicated."
Post by: Murrg on April 21, 2004, 03:29:38 am
Post by: Rikimaru on April 21, 2004, 05:30:37 pm
"I think you covered it all, if I think of anything I'll be sure to ask."
"ummm...Show heart rate?" Simon asked the suit and as if by magic, his hear rate popped up on the visor in front of him.
"woah..." Simon was a little fazed by this technology.
"ummm...hehe....how do you make the data go away from the visor?"
Post by: Murrg on April 21, 2004, 11:22:57 pm
Post by: Kale on April 22, 2004, 04:10:36 am
With that an autopilot light bleeped and he quickly ran back to the bridge, uplinking with the weapons command.
"all hands to station, were going in boys!"
Post by: Rikimaru on April 25, 2004, 02:01:48 pm
"I hope things don't get bad for anyone, just be safe all of you" Simon mumbled to himself....
OOC: WOOOO 500th POST!!!! hehe sorry cudnt help myself
Post by: Kale on April 26, 2004, 05:36:19 pm
Post by: Murrg on April 29, 2004, 12:50:34 pm
Post by: Jalex Darnco on April 29, 2004, 01:55:44 pm
"This is Dragon Fire 1, Breaking off from formation. I've got target lock on the LZ."
I twisted the fighter to the side, and pulled it out of formation. I continued to roll as my fighter dropped in elivation. I was soon twisting underneath the Esipirt, as if I was on a large wheel, becoming right side up as I came under her.
"I'll initiate landing proceedures. I've have a lock on some sort of bioeletrics. Zooming in on opticals."
I saw some creatures on the ground, waiting for us to come down.
"Channel two for Optics, you can see what I'm seeing. These the beasties?"
Post by: Running_Wolf on April 29, 2004, 02:23:32 pm
"Yup, there's the little buggers" he said over the comm-channel. "Wanna blast 'em to hell and back? Or maky 'em die slow?"
Havok broke formation and flew close to Alex's fighter.
"On the count of ... let's make it three. One. Two..."
Post by: Murrg on May 01, 2004, 02:57:41 pm
Post by: Jalex Darnco on May 06, 2004, 03:27:28 pm
"Hmm... I was woken up very quickly. Earth was put on a huge emergancy. Some sort of alien fleet came out of nowhere and destroyed one of the outer perimeter sats near Pluto. Even the Chinese were aiming their weapons away from us. It's hard to tell, they came in great masses. They ripped apart the first contact fleets, and the first three defense waves. Our fleet was the last one to make contact before Earth was open. The French, german, and italian fleets were taking some major beatings.
Engagement was fast. Their ships were far more powerful then ours, faster, more manuverable, and alot heavily armed. Looking over my ship's sensor logs, they had ripped apart a crusier in ten seconds.
Their fighters were swarming. There was a whole crap load of them. We were putting up as best a fight as possible. I had one tailing me, real fast. cutting out the thrusters, I twisted my fighter to face the alien, and attempted to blast him. THough it's ship suddenly began to glow, the hull getting brighter and brighter. It was almost ontop of me before there was a sudden bright flash of light. Last thing I knew, I woke up in the middle of space, with no familar coordinates, no familar star patterns. Nothing. I don't know what happened, but I suspect that Earth and everyone there is dead now, because of those aliens. There wasn't anything we could of done."
Post by: Murrg on May 06, 2004, 06:59:43 pm
Post by: Jalex Darnco on May 07, 2004, 03:18:12 pm
Shaking my head slowly, I looked back down at the sensors.
"Dragon Fire 3, We should do a wide burst, and clear as big as area as possible. I'll then make a landing, just make sure you miss me as soon as I land. My computer has all friendlies filtered out, so I'll be setting auto-fire sequences for the bug things."
Post by: Kale on May 07, 2004, 05:20:53 pm
Post by: Murrg on May 17, 2004, 12:00:10 pm
Post by: Kale on May 27, 2004, 08:47:20 am
"Ok, you guys gonna go into the town and aid with the evacuation effort or what?"
Post by: Rikimaru on May 27, 2004, 03:35:43 pm
"I'm coming home guys"
and with that he put them away safely in his pocket....
Post by: Jalex Darnco on June 03, 2004, 04:01:25 pm
Post by: Running_Wolf on July 07, 2004, 09:37:07 am
| Quote (Jalex Darnco @ June 03 2004, 4:01 pm) |
| I'm sorry, but I can't play anymore. I've become a pacifist, and I just can't work with this anymore. It's too hard, to unrealistic to me. My character doesn't exist anymore. |
[EDIT] Scrub that, I can post more now.
Post by: CuteDawgz42 on June 12, 2009, 05:24:34 pm
<font color='#EEEEEE'>Havok had his head against the wall and had tears rolling down his muzzle, almost like a leaking tap.
Awww.....*licks the tears rolling down Havok's muzzle*
Post by: McMajik on June 12, 2009, 05:29:57 pm