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« Reply #100 on: August 05, 2003, 01:47:00 am »
Trustor watched carefully as everyone got out safely.  He then sent the elevator back up in case anyone was still up at the ship.  Trustor cocked a ear following the conversation with Jadnar and Gorbin as he assessed the situation.  His gaze fell on Simon as he walked over and looked at the sleeping cub. His memories were exhaustive and explained so little.  Trustor reached down and picked up the pictures placing them into Simon’s pocket.  Quietly taking off his backpack he set it next to the chair.  Trustor then removed his jacket and tucked it around the cub to conserve body heat.

He then turned and approached Jadnar and Gorbin frustrated at his lack of experience in these situations feeling the stress in Gorbin and Flick as Jadnar helped to explain. “Gorbin these terrestrial plants have no central nervous system and no sentience as Jadnar says.”, Trustor spoke sitting down next to Gorbin to be on a equal level, “As you know a non-sentient life form’s method of reproduction is to expand taking over all space, light, and room.” “They compete with other plants for resources overpowering and replacing each other in a standard life cycle.”, Trustor continued pulling from his memories and hoping it was enough, “Sentient creatures of course must establish there own space or be forced out.”  He continued, “As your race has used living and non-living materials  available to it so has these creatures.” Trustor gave a reassuring smile to Gorbin, “And don’t worry about being caught by surprise as we all have as of late.”  

Trustor stood up and faced Jadnar.  The dog pondered the equine’s inner emotions but did not delve further.  Jadnar would speak if and when he was ready.  “It doesn’t look like we are going any further so I suggest we hold council here.”, Trustor spoke to Jadnar.  Trustor turned to the group speaking out loud, “Some of you may wish to go and that is fine.”  “But I’m looking for answers to know my path and I chose to stay and talk.”, Trustor continued speaking out loud, "What do we know of the KalTak and if not known what have we learned?”
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« Reply #101 on: August 05, 2003, 06:44:49 am »
OOC: Well, since your race are the creators of Kalga, it would only seem right that you'd have a bit of leeway according to that standard.
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"Right then. Actually Trustor, me and Terastas of the Monostary were heading out to collect a magnetic feild generator. We were getting it so that it may serve as another food source for Kalga."

I then turned to Gorbin, "Aye, I know it lands quite well upon land. Last time Kalga went out of it's way to split, and send a part of it's self to land, to retrive trustor here, saying that he was similar. I don't know what that means, but it ment enough For Kalga to go and do that."

I felt Kalga download the information into me, a new rush of information. My eyes widened slightly, "That's how you did it. It makes sence now. If the Kal'tak were able to get into Kalga's dreams, then that would also mean that they would of been able to get to the information for this thing. Okay, First things first, Me and Terastas are going to retrive the EM Feild generator, Then we'll come back and discuss this further. Meanwhile, everyone should rest, work out their nerves. It's better to think with a clear head then it is to think with tence nerves. Trustor, I think you should bring them up to speed in what Gorbin and Kalga have told us. It'll make things go faster."

I looked towards Terastas, "Ready?"
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« Reply #102 on: August 05, 2003, 03:45:18 am »
Flick inhales inflating like a furry balloon. Grobin grabs him and starts to pet him. Gorbin looks up at Jadnar.
"Everything is so strange.....I have dreamed of meeting aliens for so long, but I did not really believe.....in my world everything is alive....I will learn to deal it all."
Gorbin stops and lesions to Trustor, takes a deep breath.
"Yes, I have forgotten the words of the Grate Tree. All life comes from death, and without death there can not be life."

"Jadnar, I know what Kalga thinks. Kalga is mistaken. Kalge is no more a tool than.....I am to Flick. Kalge, Flick, Me, Sluggy we are all Bio-inganeared in one way or another. We all can live without the other, but do not want to. Kalga found you, to "use" you as a companion. Do you feel that you are a tool?
I am guessing no.
My instinct is to help and be helped whin ever I can. I have a need for sembeoses, and I know things about Kalga and how Kalga works, that where hidden even from Kalga to protect Hooma secrets at a time when my race was still learning how to deal with non-plants. I have been given knowledge of so many things. I know that if I would to meld with Kalga I can help Kalga defend her mind from the Kal'tak using me as a stone wall of the mind. Food, Kalga can make food you and anyone who gives her a sample of his or her blood, can eat. Did you know Kalga can land on a planet, in an emergency, though the stress would be so every grate."

Gorbin standing now. "I would never think of taking you away from you friend, it would go agenst what I am."
Gorbins ears perk up at the word, "Kal'tak" his eyes open wider. "The Kal'tak, (He looks at Trustor) what ever we do now, we will need to get two ships as soon as we leave this world, before the Kal'tak fined them.
~Kalga, please open thorn file *5@76%2$0&. Tell Jadnar and Trustor everything. Thank you.~


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« Reply #103 on: August 24, 2003, 11:51:44 pm »
OOC: Did I single handedly kill the game?  Erf... ':p' I thought a card game would be kind of fun to play.  But noting the long silence if it’s seeming to complicated then it’s not a problem just to skip it.
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« Reply #104 on: June 18, 2003, 01:37:17 pm »
Umm.. We still game?
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« Reply #105 on: June 18, 2003, 05:06:55 pm »
OOC:I've been wondering that myself. Let there be life.
*Begins resuscitation*

IC: Alex slowly turned back to Trustor. "It's alright. It's not your fault. I guess its just..."
Alex then then noticed the stranger running towards them, quickly cutting off his current topic.

"We'll talk about this later, Trustor. Let's just...keep our minds on the here and now". The new face was revealed to be captain of the vessel, Jadnar Daj. Alex was sure that he knew what was going on. He wanted answers.

"So you're the captain of this thing? I have the feeling you know what's going on. Perhaps you could fill us in why Repine is under attack".





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« Reply #106 on: June 18, 2003, 05:35:07 pm »
"I've Hardly a clue, Kalga simply knows that these... attackers don't belong here, never have been here. We are simply here to help. Get in a seat, and prep for the jump. Hurry, or you wn't have a pleasent ride."
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« Reply #107 on: June 24, 2003, 10:19:59 am »
*closes her eyes sits there and waits*
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« Reply #108 on: June 26, 2003, 08:18:27 pm »
OOC: This post is for when Kalga comes out of the Way

IC:

He could feel the ship, feel it throbbing, the ocmputer was working, there was some damage but nothing that couldn't be fixed.  Weapons weren't at full power, but the defenses were still operational and the engines, that's what he wanted, the engines were still working.  Incase he had to move fast, incase he had to run...again.  

It's hard to explain the feeling to someone who has never been plugged into a ocmputer before, but he oculd feel the sensors, something was werong, something was very wrong.

Then several things happened very quickly, almost instanteniously.  Kalga re-appeared into normal space very close to his ship, too close for him anyway.  There was a shudder that went through the ship as waves were sent through space and a seering pain flared up in his mind.  It felt like every neurone in his brain was scrambling to safety and was setting his head on fire.  He was instantly unplugged, he might have yelled in pain.  There was the command centre, Kalga filling the screen.  He was on the floor, there was the pain, there was the ocmputer talking to him, he couldn't hear what it was saying.

There was the pain, there was seering, crackling pain....then blessed unconsciousness.  

It must have only been a few minutes, because when he woke the ship was still there and the pain was still seering.  He could barely concentrate, but his body wouldn't let him rest when he needed to move, to be ready.  He tasted something slippery and metallic, he spat, blood.  He felt worse than crap.  He lay there unable, unwilling to move.  blood trickled out of his mouth, nose and ear.

He knew that this oculd happen, being plugged into a ocmputer oculd be dangerous but usually the risks out weighed the benefits, why hadn't he known that this would happen.  His head swam again and he managed to sit up, holding on to a console.  He felt terrible, the floor slanted and everything went blurry.  He turned to one side and vomitted on the floor, blood and spittle sank through the grill.  The taste of bile still lingering and making him feel like he wanted to vomit again, he had to get himself together, he had to be ready if this ship was going to fire, or if he was going to be boarded he had to be ready....He closed his eyes and tried to gather his witts......
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« Reply #109 on: June 29, 2003, 02:20:25 am »
OOC: Very very sorry for the delay.  RL attack.  I’m back now with no long outages seen. '<img'>

Trustor stood straight and nodded to Alex.  Alex was asking the captain relevant questions so Trustor stood listening and observing.

There were many presences here.  Some he could see and others near by.  Trustors senses expanded to feel emotions as he observed.  Most here were feeling disconnected.  Common feelings of uncertainty, worry, and a bit of shock.  The feelings reminded him of a refugee camp he had guarded on DC9.  

Trustor’s focus turned back to Jadnar as his canine blue eyes focused on the equine’s features.  Trustor found himself making comparisons of Jadnar in his memory.  Trustor had shared thoughts with Kalga.  Being that thoughts are perceptions rather than plain words of vocabulary Trustor felt Kalga’s perception of Jadnar when the ship explained referencing the equine.  Jadnar was young to Kalga’s standard.  But intelligent, resourceful, and trustworthy.  Kalga was very accurate on perception to physical details.  There was no need to doubt Kalga’s accuracy in other areas.  Trustor’s mind could now feel some of the same qualities Kalga felt and knew.  

Jadnar directed them to sit as Trustor acknowledged the command politely looking for a place to sit.  Taking a seat next to Alex, Trustor prepared himself for the jump.  Fastening a buckle Trustor turned a ear to catch the sound of a opening door.  Another interesting  hybrid had entered.  It was one he had not seen before.  Her weapon was drawn but she seemed to be feeling a lot of the same things as the rest of the crew, Trustor thought.  At Jadnar’s direction she sat as well.  Her ears were showing her tension.  Trustor felt the phase in space and prepared his mind for the jump turning to Alex, “If you have not done this before then clear your mind and relax your body.”  Trustor continued giving Alex a friendly smile, “It can help.”  Then Trustor felt the slipstream.
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« Reply #110 on: July 23, 2003, 05:26:24 pm »
Alex repeatedly pressed the call button on the elevator. "Come on! Come on! Cooome ON!", he snarled losing his patience. He began to hop on the spot in the irregular gravity waiting for the elevator to return to their level.
"So tell me this Jules. Which planet are you from?" I'm guessing your from the Erusian cluster am I right?"

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« Reply #111 on: June 30, 2003, 01:42:29 pm »
*as the Kalgar wanders through space. one of the crew members spots a wreckage. among the wreckage they see a small light. wondering weather this is a survivor or not they decide to investigate. as they approach the light they start to notice a human type form.*

(hopes thats ok)
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« Reply #112 on: June 30, 2003, 01:59:44 pm »
Actually, I'd perfer that you do something on your own end. Even though it is freeform, I don't think controlling what others dowould do it.

I think.. the best way to intergrate you into the story, is by doing this....

The Evari, may have opened slipstreams in diffrent areas as well, With the Kal'tak being as powerful as they are can probubly do multipul system attacks at the same time. Just as your ship was being destroyed, you were brought to Evari, which we'll meet you there. I think that would be the best way of doing it, that is unless you'd rather do something otherwise.
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« Reply #113 on: June 30, 2003, 05:32:47 pm »
oops ':blush:' i feel really stupid now  ':blush:'

ill jus change the first one a bit.

*silence, nothing but silence. as Simons blood covered space suit drifted amongst the wreck of what was once a passenger cruiser space ship. as the blood drips down his face, he reaches for the button to activate the distress light. as the switch flicks. everything went dark....*

(im hopng that is better)




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« Reply #114 on: June 30, 2003, 08:53:34 pm »
Tis no probs. ^_^ We are all bound to stumble on the first try.

That works pretty good. Thanks. ^_^
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« Reply #115 on: July 01, 2003, 10:07:04 am »
OOC: Ayiee!  Hold that RP!

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All that time, Terastas had still been in the elevator.  Despite the elder's attempt to include Terastas in the meld, his inexperience had prevented it from working correctly.  It didn't matter; the Kalga was approaching.  Terastas did his best to relax, trying to keep in tune with the rest of people down below.  Now almost at the docking point, his powers would be severely limited; the elders only granted such vast reaches of their powers when there was not one avari that did not request such.  Now further from his people than any quest had ever taken one, he began to wonder if the elders would still hear his prayer.

It didn't matter.  All at once, the Avari spoke:
"Spirits of the elders, allow no admission to the heartless."

They actually didn't need to pray; the elders were already setting up the anti-negativity field, which not even the Kalga would likely take notice of since it only applied physical state to only truly evil beings, in this case, the Kal'Tak.

Terastas's prayers were interrupted when he found himself no longer seated on the floor.  The elevator had taken him outside Eravia's gravitational pull.  Then suddenly, the station's artificial gravity kicked in, which, due to bad planning, happened to be centered in the other direction.  Like any cat would, Terastas kicked his feet up (or down depending on your perspective, somersaulting himself in the proper direction so to land on his feet.  Then the doors opened and he stepped out into the docking station.

Compared to the wonder that is the anchor structure, the docking station is... Pathetic.  Essentially, it was just a large spherical structure built around the elevator, out from which grew numerous tube-like runways at random points.  Since ships could dock at all points of the station, the gravity was really screwy.  By a general perspective, the elevator actually ran through the station so its occupants could step out onto the ceiling, therefore using the elevator shaft as a central stuctural support.  Then instead of directing gravity towards a specific area, a device in the center of the sphere actually pushed back in all areas so that one could actually walk around the perimeter.

The runways were the exception of course, each equipped with a normal gravity simulator.  To keep it in line with the station, however, each runway was equipped with a unique device which actually locked onto an arriving member's foot whenever stepped upon, applied a magnetic level of gravity, and then rotated a quarter turn, releasing them in the proper gravitational pull.  It was simple enough, but the sudden spin and launch into the bizarre field generally strikes those that are unfamiliar with the station's unique principles (I already know there's at least one on board the Kalga having trouble following this).  Supposedly, when the Avari were exisled and first came to Eravia, not one had come down the runway without falling face forward upon entering the station.

And right at the center of it all, floating around in some sort of jetpack-like contraption which flew by manipulating the station's gravity, was the station coordinator, a 6-inch mouselike creature.  She flew right in Terastas's face upon arrival, the slight gravitational distortion created by her transportation device giving him a headache at its proximity.

"You must be the Avari representative," she chirped.  "I've got the ship on radar; big mother of a craft if I've ever seen one.  You want to see it on the radar; its like nothing else-"

"No, that's alright," said Terastas, resisting the urge to swat her away.  "Just tell them where they can park."

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« Reply #116 on: July 01, 2003, 12:55:59 pm »
"ahh hes awake at last."

Simon woke up in what appeared to be a hospital bed.

"ugh. where am i?"

"my friend you are in the outer limits on the planet Sirios. we are a group of people who fight for the other peoples freedom."

Simon thought this was some sort of charity hospital so he stayed for a few days while he healed.

After he had fully healed the leader of 'the outer limits' who goes by the name of Tylon came in to show him around. he explained to him what they did and that they take in anyone who is in need. 5 minutes later Tylon showed Simon how they did this...
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« Reply #117 on: July 01, 2003, 05:39:47 pm »
Alex felt his anger rise. Not even Jadnar knew what was going on. Not one to lose his temper, Alex regained his composure and turned to sit as instructed.

His attention quickly jumped to one of the doors. A young girl walked in, but it didn't matter to him at that moment. Everything had gone wrong so fast. He had wanted to escape from Repine. He never pictured himself fleeing from it.

Trustor's voice pulled Alex back into the real world he'd been so caught up in thought he hadn't even noticed him sit down next to him.
"Clear your mind and relax your body. It can help.” , were Trustor's words to him. Alex breathed in deeply, and let his body fall limp. He felt the shock as the Kalga entered the Avari slipstream.

"Farewell Repine", he whispered quietly to himself as he slowly fell asleep exhausted.

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« Reply #118 on: July 01, 2003, 06:11:01 pm »
I watched with Kalga's eyes as the slip stream took us, and accelerated our very beings towards it's end. We watched as real space flew by us, while in this stream, faster then the space ways. The Evari were quite powerful, It is a wonder that they stay at their aquired planet, or even let their original one be taken. Soon I'll be able to meet one of these people, that even the great and old Kalga even adored.

The end came quickly. A flash, and real space pushed in on use once again. There the planet was, a structure, a dorment ship. All this information flew at us suddenly. The space pressing in on Kalga's skin. I could then suddenly feel Kalga's fatigue creeping along it's mind. All that work, has caused it to grow tired. It wouldn't of needed another sleep for a couple more weeks, It would seem that we'll be spending time here.

I opened my eyes, Kalga would be able to handle it's self for awhile now. I looked foward now at the organic walls of Kalga.

"We are there." were all the words I said.
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« Reply #119 on: July 01, 2003, 06:11:27 pm »
as Tylon and Simon walked through the door there was a long corridor. on one side there was a shelf full of boxes. as they walked down Tylon pulled out a box with Simons blongings in, including a 50 calibre desert eagle which somehow got there. Tylon just said that he must have obtained it during the attack. Anyway. at the end of the corridor there was 2 doors. Tylon showed Simon one door and said this was the changing room for him to get into his own clothes and out of the hospital robes. after he got changed, Simon re appeared and Tylon was gone. Simon thought he would take a peek inside the other room. when he looked inside he was terrified. all he saw was gun piled upon gun, bomb piled upon bomb. he thought to himself that he had to escape. as he came out into the corridor, Tylon was there.

"oh you already have seen how we do what we do"

"WHAT IS THIS ARE YOU CRAZY!"

"no no of course not, people call us in need, e.g someone is cheating on their wife, we take care of them."

"so youre an assasination group?"

"no it goes further than that, we make terrorism seem so horrific that no one would even think of attacking our planet."

"YOU'RE MAD YOU LUNATIC!"

as he said this Simon hit Tylon around the head with his gun knocking him out and ran off down the corridor...
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« Reply #120 on: July 01, 2003, 06:42:44 pm »
The station's coordinator shouted something in her own native language when she saw the Kalga outside one of the windows.  I believe it translated to 'Holy crap!' or something along the lines of that.

"Is something wrong?" asked Terastas.  It was the first space ship he had ever seen, so he had no way of knowing that the Kalga was one in a million.

The coordinator blink-blinked, starring blankly at the massive organic ship.  Finally she picked up the com-link and spoke into it.

"Er... Hello?  Eravia docking station calling, uh..."

"The Kalga," said Terastas.  "The elders called it the Kalga."

"Er... Right."  She paused.  "Er... Dock four is confirmed ready for direct connection.  Members of the Kalga, do you read?"

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« Reply #121 on: July 01, 2003, 06:59:02 pm »
A voice speaks back into the radio, but it isn't as scratchy as one would think it would be. It came in very clearly, as it the voice orgininated in the very same room.

"I am the one that is called Kalga, Could you please direct me to this 'dock port 4'? I am unfamiler with this structure. The space ways tell me nothing that can show me where this may be."
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« Reply #122 on: July 01, 2003, 07:45:39 pm »
The lupine like creature stood up wiping the blood from his nose and around his face, he could feel his head swimming wildly now, the ship had appeared to close to this one.  

The massive frame of Kalga appeared on the screen, he watched it, he'd never seen a composition like that before.  He leaned on the console, fascinated but at the same time unable to stand of his own volisian.  

"Can you get me more information about the sh-"

But his speech went unfinished as the ship lurched forwards throwing him over the console and onto the floor once more.

"Zairith, out culkhead has been penetrated."£

He wanted to sleep he was so tired, but he realised that if he fell asleep now it might be the last time he ever was conscious.  

"Why?"

His voice full of pain.

"Shockwave from the other ship was stronger than anticipated it seems that there are structural weaknesses in this ship."

"Can't you seal up the walls."

"It appears that all power has been cut, I can't do anything.  I am attempting to implement safety procedures."

Another lurched Zairith stayed where he was and allowed himself to be moved by the floor.

"It happened again?"

"Correct."

"What do they make these things out of.@

"You may have to return to the station Zairith."

"Return to the station, I've just come from there, remember, guards guns, blew up old ship that's why I'm here."

"I will continue to try but options are limitied."

Zairith shook his head, the even in this addled state his witts managed to pull htrough, although not entirely.

@Scan the vessel and probe it using the neural pulse, make it look like an energy based life form moving between the ships.  Find a weakness, I might be able to use it to get onboard unnoticed.@

He managed to haul himself into a chair and begin to tap away on a keyboard, his vision went slightly blurry but he managed to concentrate on most of it.
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« Reply #123 on: July 01, 2003, 10:21:31 pm »
The coordinator blink-blinked again.

"Um... Its the one with the big number 4 painted on the hatch," she said into the mic.  "Does that help?"

Sensing it wasn't enough, Terastas walked up the side of the docking station wall until he was standing on top of the window out of which they had seen the Kalga.  He stretched out on his belly on top of it, pressed his nose against the glass so he was looking straight at the Kalga, and waved his arms and legs in the 'making-a-snowangel' motion.  

"Okay, you see the Avari waving at you in the window?" asked the coordinator.  "That long pole-like structure sticking out from the station right above him is dock four.  If you can connect to the ship's interior, we can allow you access to the docking station."  She looked out the window Terastas had pressed himself against, peering over his shoulder at the Kalga.  "Um... The big guy will need to stay outside though."

It had yet to occur to her that she was talking to the big guy himself.





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« Reply #124 on: July 02, 2003, 05:06:23 am »
*opens her eyes and look around her ears drooped kinda*

nearly there yet?
Born to be Wild
Taught to be Tame