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Post by Wolfy on May 22, 2006 16:56:40 GMT -5
Mikara just turned her back on the non-cat person. A low growl was still audible, though, and her tail kept lashing.
(OOC:*pokes Shippo*Search for the lost. Empty Hollow. ^_^)
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Post by Wolfy on May 25, 2006 13:00:48 GMT -5
(*pokes thread* ...hello?
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Post by Scarecrow on May 25, 2006 21:27:13 GMT -5
Ragweed backed away from the rot, somewhat disgusted, a touch miffed, and rather nervous. He reached into his pocket, and produced a small, dark green something. There was a suggestion of wires and sparks... But it was mostly made of dark green glass. It was somewhat ovoid, and fit in the palm of Ragweed's gloved hand. It was glowing a faint emerald green. He glared at it, almost dropped it when it glowed a bit brighter, and then stuffed it back in his dusty coat pocket. "We'd better get out of here..."
Var nodded, and made his way into the dark grimey allyway. The worled seemed to have... Changed somehow. The buildings seemed even more stilted than ever, coated with soot, moss and ivy. Only... The ivy seemed to have rotted from the inside... The moss was more slime than anything... And the world was shrouded in thick, pearly mist. It wasn't even clean mist. It was vile, choking fog. He gagged, and hesitated to breath in. Something was not right.
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Post by Wolfy on May 25, 2006 21:33:42 GMT -5
Mikara's ears pressed against her head, and she meowed plantively.
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Post by Daggertooth on May 25, 2006 22:33:25 GMT -5
In the distance a whistling sound could be heard, growing louder and louder. Suddenly a blue light cut through the mist and hit the ground just outside of town, an enourmous erruption echoed as the ground shook and errupted in a fountain of debree. Shortly after several other blue lights smacked the ground in a line that was just outside of town and extended outword. The sound rumbled loudly but was soon replaced by a high pitched wistling as an object came speeding at a shallow angle towards where the blue lights had ripped the ground.
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Rokh Qilin gripped his controls hard, nuckles white, his face with grim determination, as he tried to keep the speeding ship level on final aproach. He had gone through simulation after simulation of landing, but none of those had him careening three times faster than he was suppose to go into an atmosphere this thick on a ship that was never meant for planetary decent. He hoped the path he just blasted was enough to allow for a successful landing.
The ship sped into the path hitting the dirt hard and kicking up clouds of dust and smoke, the extended wheels immediately sunk into the blasted soil and were torn off. The impact caused two main bulkheads on the bottom right of the ship to shatter and the dirt sunk that corner in causing it to drag and the entire ship to flip and start rolling. Chuncks of the ship shattered on each bouce, the entire back half cracked like an egg and ripped off shattering in a million pieces as it carreened into the forest. The cabin stayed remarketably in line with the path but still rolled and soon smashed into several trees at the end of the path before coming to a crumbled stop.
"that was graceful" Rokh groaned as he cut the straps holding him to the chair and fell to the ground. The pilots chair had saved his life, the emergency shielding and artificial gravity built into the seat causing him to be fairly immoble despite the bouncing around and to stop the spinning debree from hitting him. But the chair was only so powerful and near the end the power gave out causing Rokh severe cuts and bangs that his nanobites were struggling to repair. He hurt all over but knew he would live, the stats displayed in the top right of his vision showed the amount of damage he had sustained, worse he had ever had, but nothing the nanites couldn't handle. He just lay there, marveling that he had actualy pulled of a landing that he survived.
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Post by Shippo_no_Neko on May 26, 2006 14:37:02 GMT -5
Sara's eyes flicked to the window. A spaceship. Wow.
"Sara thinks that we have a ... Visitor from space. Or somewhere with exploding ships."She twirle a piece of hair around her finger, and looked utterly unfazed by the whole ordeal. Her mind automatically calculated that this guy wasn't from earth, and that his ship wasn't made of any earth alloy. Curiouser and curiouser... She thought... Maybe this might entertain her for a while... Just maybe.
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Post by Wolfy on May 27, 2006 14:46:13 GMT -5
Mikara shreiked, then fled to a dark corner of the shop, crouching in the shadows and growling softly. Her ears were presssed flat against her head, and her pupils were slits.
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Post by Scarecrow on May 27, 2006 14:55:03 GMT -5
The pale, hooded girl lowered her guise, to reveal a pair of large, batlike ears. She entered after the catgirl slowly, left ear twitching slightly. She seemed about to say something consoling, but stopped abruptly, ears against her head. "I... I can hear them..." Whatever 'they' were she didn't say, but her eyes grew wide. "Come on! We have to get out of here!" She dashed out the door, and ran into Var.
He turned, curious. "What is it, Bats?" "Koumori. There's more of them- they're everywhere... I can hear them." she was shivering.
"...Well, I propose that we go towards that light- thing. Looked somewhat like magefire," Ragweed piped up, wings fluttering slightly, "There might be someone there."
Viktor just held Emmeline a little tighter, and then wondered aloud, "Are Mum and Kara allright...? Whatabout them?"
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Post by Wolfy on May 27, 2006 15:22:54 GMT -5
mikara slowly regained control of herself, then stood and and walked after the others, her tail twitching with uneasiness. "...let's go. pLease..." she said softly, glancing around uneasily.
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Post by Daybreak on May 27, 2006 20:16:23 GMT -5
Emmeline stared out at the changed world and shuddered. This was not right. This was not something she could ever recall seeing before - and the white light...
She felt her host hesitate. No! Viktor, we must leave! It is not safe here, we will be destroyed. The creature...
She was unsure, and frightened.
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Post by Daggertooth on May 27, 2006 22:32:32 GMT -5
Rokh Just lay there, letting his body heal, struggling to ignore the pain. He scanned the wreckage and choked back his grief. He knew it would be bad, that his beloved ship would never fly again, that alone would have torn his heart. It's just the knowledge of it and the reality of it was different. Also, there was very little of value worth salvageing. The piolets seat had a rechargeable power nacell that he could use, but almost everything else was damaged beyond use.
With a sad sigh he halfheartedly scanned the surrounding area. The scanner was damaged at the moment, but could do a radius of 25 meters, half of its normal max, but it should be enough to tell him a little about the local area. Maybe his landing attracted attention. It hadn't slipped his mind that there might be intelegent life on this planet.
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Post by Scarecrow on May 29, 2006 14:56:59 GMT -5
((We're not there yet, Shippou... Sorry!))
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Post by Shippo_no_Neko on May 30, 2006 14:45:32 GMT -5
(We're... not? Wups O.o))
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Post by Daybreak on May 30, 2006 20:25:20 GMT -5
((*gnaws* We go somewhere now? *puppydogeyes Scare*))
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Post by Scarecrow on May 31, 2006 19:31:35 GMT -5
((Soon- but I'm not aloud on for two days- I'm really sorry! Ack! But I promise that I shall return! u_u))
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Post by Daybreak on May 31, 2006 19:50:59 GMT -5
((Awr, that's okay ^^ *awaits*))
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Post by Scarecrow on Jun 4, 2006 15:35:58 GMT -5
((I'm back! ^^))
Var closed his eyes for a moment, and then opened them, glaring at the fading blue light. "I've never seen anything like that before- it might be magefire or something. I say we investegate. Preferably sooner rather than later... This isn't safe."
The pale girl lowered her hood, to reveal her fuzzy, batlike ears, and her pale, frightened features. "I... I can hear them..." she almost whispered, drawing into herself. She didn't like this. Her best friend was acting so strangely. There were such... Sounds. They weren't natural. Over the years, she had grown used to the scraping and crunching of the city, but this was almost silent. The noises were oily, slow... Somehow damp. Somewhere in these noises, there was some sort of grinning. There was a force behind this... And not a pleasant one.
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Post by Wolfy on Jun 4, 2006 15:46:18 GMT -5
mikara crept close to Var, sniffing curiously. "...let's go!" she said after a moment, tail twitching slightly.
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Post by Shippo_no_Neko on Jun 4, 2006 17:08:53 GMT -5
Sara followed, dragging her feet. She thought of many things as she drew with her toe in the sand. None of them were things that she really cared about... but it was something to do.
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Post by Daybreak on Jun 12, 2006 19:29:49 GMT -5
Emmeline shuddered a little in the safety of her sealed form. She could still feel it through the doll-shell. It wasn't right. It wasn't real, it couldn't be! Please, Viktor, let's leave! I don't like this place! The light... it might help... and it's somewhere not HERE.
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Post by Scarecrow on Jun 14, 2006 20:20:17 GMT -5
Var whispered, "Move quietly. Quickly, and quietly. There's something out there, and we don't want to be noticed..."
((Should I just skip ahead to spotting the ship?))
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Post by Daybreak on Jun 14, 2006 20:49:16 GMT -5
((Fine by me, oh Scarey one!!))
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Post by Wolfy on Jun 14, 2006 20:52:46 GMT -5
(Works for me!! ^^)
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Post by Daggertooth on Jun 14, 2006 23:44:38 GMT -5
*Bzzack!!! Bzzack!! Bzzack!!* The sound echoed loudly above the trees followed by an squishy sounding explosion or loud crash of energy weapon vs tree. *Bzzack!! Bzzack!!....Kushpah!...Kushpah!!* Several seconds passed of the sequence of rapid fire sounds...then.....*Bzzack!! Bzzack!! EARTH SHATTERING KABOOM* The ground shook as a firey inferno exploded above the tree tops and sending shrapnel and dirt all over the place. -------------------------------------------------- As soon as Rokh started scanning he sensed them. Dozens of them slowly moving towards him. But....something was wrong.... He struggled to his feet, not fully healed, and headed into the clearing. He stared for a bit, the scanner indicated he should see them. He shifted his vision from color spectrum to thermal...and froze, A shiver went down his spine as he realized that as far as his equipment was conserned these things were not alive. "I...I come in peace?" Okay, very lame...Good thing the communicator is still broken. They moved forward stumbling, ignoring him. Rokh tried again, and again trying to look passive, but they kept getting closer and more of them were coming. Dozens of them, maybe hundreds! He wasn't about to let them get close to him. He pulled out his plasma pistol and *Bzzack!!!* A creature exploded splashing him with black tarlike goo, his nanos were fireing warning signals and going crazy. I best avoid that. he thought, feeling the coldness of the tar bite into his flesh. He moved quickly to the side, rapid fireing into the strange organisms. But though their comrades were quickly being destroyed they did not slow or indicate rage or any emotion. Which simply added to Rokh's feeling of doom. There were simply too many of them. He thought quickly and glanced at the ships remains. He hesitated a moment before firing two shots into the Rechargeable Nacell of his ship. There was a huge explosion sending Rokh flying painfully into a few trees, but taking out the majority of these strange beings. He forced himself back to standing....glaring.... *Bzzack!! Bzzack!! Pzzz.....Pzzz* The dreaded sound of a plasma pistol out of charges. He fell to his knees, watching as the last remaining creatures slowly approached him.
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Post by Scarecrow on Jun 15, 2006 9:52:30 GMT -5
"What did they do then, miss?" wondered one of the children, staring up at the Storyteller, who waved a clawed hand about slowly, smiling as she allways did. "Well, they went in and found him, didn't they?" "Did they?" "Yep."
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Koumori sheilded her ears, and stared, frightened, across the clearing made into a battle field, backing slowly away from the encroaching... Things, and Viktor clutched Emmeline tighter, staring blankly at them, as though expecting them to vanish in a puff of smoke.
But they did not vanish. They simply kept coming, moving slowly forward, demented grins spread across their shadows features, eyes welling with hellish light as they kept coming closer.
Ragweed dashed over to the kneeling man. "You there! Are you responsible for all this carnage? Do you know how to defeat them?!"
Var stood up tall, in front of the two children, picking up a nearby tree branch, and hefting it menacingly at the creatures, who just kept coming. "You stay away from them..."
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Post by Daggertooth on Jun 15, 2006 10:52:13 GMT -5
Rokh looked up at the man who spoked, not understanding what he was saying, but realizing that he wasn't trying to kill him. He also had a lifesign, at this moment that was enough to call this alien allie.
He forced himself up, it was much harder than he realized. "Theres nothing else I can do to them." He said, Knowing that the communicator was only 70% operational and probably not functioning. Worth a try anyway. as a way of showing his inability to do anything he pointed the gun at the enemies and fired...pzzz...the audiable empty click of the weapon.
(((a bit of description: Rokh's hair is blue, as is his blood. His skin is palish and is comprised of small soft scales that have a metalic sheane to them due to the nanites. He is wearing a very thin, torn, and burned emperial uniform with insignia of his home space station.)))
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Post by Wolfy on Jun 15, 2006 11:51:57 GMT -5
Mikara hissed at the creatures, standing bside Var to protect the children instinctively. Her mind drifted back to when she had been normal. The kittens were the future, and must be protected at all costs. A low growl rumbled out of her throat, and her tail lashed. She bared her fangs and readied her claws, ready to attack at any moment.
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Post by Daybreak on Jun 15, 2006 14:25:57 GMT -5
Emmeline readied herself. She couldn't attack the creatures unless they went after her host directly, but from the looks of things, that wasn't far in the future. Her eyes swirled red and she held her metaphorical breath for the attack. I'll protect you, my Viktor.
((Apparently, Em can kinda project herself into a energy-force critter in order to protect her host. Vik will be the only one who can see her form, but the others will definately sense/see some sort of energy disturbance.))
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Post by Shippo_no_Neko on Jun 15, 2006 16:12:56 GMT -5
((Can Sara get shot? I mean, non-fatal, but shot? That'd be cool. Sara + pain = fun))
Sara yawned, regarding the creatures with a bored stare.
"Aliens... Wow. How simply amazing. It's like the French and Indian war... Only with aliens..." She said, expressionless, sounding bored. She shuffled a bit closer to one, looking it over like a distinguished lady might look at dog poop on the street.
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Post by Daggertooth on Jun 16, 2006 22:52:28 GMT -5
Rokh looked around. He was picking up bits and pieces of conversation but for the most part it was still garbled. He could see that the living were afraid and protective of the smaller ones....children? He was also suprised to note that they were all different in some way, both in phycal apearence and internal scans. Maybe this was a intergalactic waypoint?
He set his nanites on manual and redirected a bunch from his vitals to his communicator. He needed that done asap. He also moved a bunch to his right hand and forced fed the plasma pistol with energy. They wern't compatible and it would drain Rokh dramaticaly, but it would give him at least three shots before the pistol overheated and exploded.
He scanned real quick to see how many of these things were left before the scan shut down from the power drain. He felt particularly blind from that.
"I can take out a few more. We need to get out of here to anywhere safe. Do you know where we can go. Can you understand me?" He made huge gestures with his hands. Gods this was frusterating.
(((I suppose I could shoot you. Perhaps it would be better to be hit by shrapnel though....oh, and I didn't know distinguished ladies looked at poo. =P)))
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