A great emerald beam of light suddenly shot towards the sky and made contact with Sol,
coming from somewhere deep within the Collenham Mountains, elsewhere on Aslund.
Sol and Terra seemed tethered together by a thin, bright, green string.
Sparks flew as the face of stone was punched, rapidly, by the pokemon. The air quaked as a newcomer arrived, still the sparks flew. Scizor's attack was relentless and brutal. If this were any other door surely it would have been a success. Still the sparks flew, but as they faded something else in the air began to change. An unusual warmth spread over the gathering.
The shadows on the wall started to dance. Strange forms growing from the rocks and broken pillars of the great courtyard. It was as if humans were turning into beasts, enjoying it all the while, and even as the sparks faded the figures continued to dance.
A great thrumming had begun behind the door. It swiftly grew louder, turning into a hum you could feel in the floor. The shadows on the walls danced all the higher.
Louder still, a hum felt through the bones, and still the door remained unbroken. It's great stone face hadn't so much as chipped under the attack of the Scizor, however it had done something most unusual.
The Impervious Door's eyes had focused, transforming into glimmering emeralds. It stared directly at them.
Gilgamesh 7
Named after arguably one of the greatest Gods known to live on one planet's history and the lucky number 7, Gilgamesh 7 has a [b]General Depot[/b], where you can relax, safe from terror or invasion from giant space forces, where you can drink, talk, plan other missions, do whatever you like at our Sim Facilities, or have fine dining. Broke down in a fight? We can repair your ship, your body, get rid of curses, all the good stuff. Come on down to Gilgmesh 7, where our trained staff will help you with whatever you are looking for!
Gilgamesh 7floats into view...
Named after arguably one of the greatest Gods known to live on one planet's history and the lucky number 7, Gilgamesh 7 has a General Depot, where you can relax, safe from terror or invasion from giant space forces, where you can drink, talk, plan other missions, do whatever you like at our Sim Facilities, or have fine dining. Broke down in a fight? We can repair your ship, your body, get rid of curses, all the good stuff. Come on down to Gilgmesh 7, where our trained staff will help you with whatever you are looking for!
A few space stations presented themselves.
To the North, a weapon class vessel.
To the South, a station host to all sorts of civilian activity.
To the East, a trading outpost.
To the West, a vacation resort.
A small pocket of civilization emerges.
To the North, a city poked out from a thriving wilderness
To the South, a town jutted from a barren landscape
To the East, a dark city with questionable rapport is seen
To the West, a space station floated far in the distance
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