Setting
Setting
0.00 INK
Setting
0.00 INK
Setting
0.00 INK
Setting
0.00 INK
Blake heard Semit introduce himself, he looked up at him" Name's Blake" Blake introduced himself after Semit. Semit started talking about how the Phoze can turn into a crystalline form for things like pistols and such. Semit took out the crystalized Phoze for Blake and Xina to see" Whoa, that's wicked!" Blake said. Xina examined it.
Blake looked down the hall" Uh oh ... Sucon se bebe" Blake went to run off but Xina grabbed his tail and bashed him into the wall, he yelped and held his shoulder" Ow!" He whined" What'd you do this time?" Xina asked, Blake hesitated" Uhh ..." He looked at Semit, then back at Xina" umm ... di ged sol chi ecton re fusel ... hehe ..." He looked at the ground with sort of an innocent look" Blake!" Xina yelled, she used her tail and hit him really hard in the stomach, one of the Kinecleran's weak spots, he yelped and fell to the ground" Why wo- oh my ... get outta here! I don't want to be a part of this!" Blake got up, holding his stomach" I'll find you later, nice to meet you Semit" He ran off" Su letricant!" Xina yelled at him, She looked at Semit" I'm sorry about that" she said to Semit.
Setting
0.00 INK
The Xindhi framed the android in the holon so the dreaming queen could see and understand the form before speaking again, “I would like to spend time here to see how the younger races deal with one another. However we understand we have nothing to offer in terms of…neither technology nor trade.” Pausing the lights flared momentarily as he finished, “If that is required we shall leave.”
Setting
0.00 INK
Setting
0.00 INK
Bowing to the android, Skume paused, and then said dryly, “Do you allow weapons discharges aboard this vessel? I merely ask because I have detected an energy output that seems similar to a hand held weapon of the Trantor forces.” The swirl of energy streamed from his eye sockets and dissipated near the ceiling.
“Where may I encounter others, the younger races where I may observe them, perhaps interact with them?” The Xindhi rasped softly as he cocked his head and stared at the android. The creak of leather and the jangle of mail filled the small lift as the skeletal being waited.
Setting
0.00 INK
"They aren't but in the allowed Zones... thank you for alerting me to this," she said, before responding to the Xindhi, "Try the bar area, or the arrival and departure deck, I know records said there is a lot of activity there!"
A tougher looking android, armored and shielded walked towards Semit, saying to the being, "Sir, please do not fire weapons inside the station. It could lead to harm to you or your friend, as well as the station and beings around you. We have zones for weapon demonstrations further down, in sector Z, Weapons Training Area. Thank you again for stopping at Gilgamesh 7, and have a pleasant day," the android finished, heading back down for his patrols.
Setting
0.00 INK
Setting
0.00 INK
Setting
0.00 INK
Setting
0.00 INK
They were
- Do not Harm the Station
- Do Not Harm the Station
- If you couldn't tell DO NOT HARM THE STATION
- Do not steal from others
- DO NOT STEAL FROM THE STATION
- Please dock in proper places
- We don't care for most laws, but please if you have anything explosive, leave it in the ship area so we all don't die
- Drugs are OK, please use them in the proper areas so our techs can help you in case of freak outs
- Don't kill people, that is work for us to resolve with the galactic insurance companies
- Do not dock in places where it does not allow
And so on. It was hard to get in trouble around Gilgamesh, since it was owned by a mysterious benefactor.
Setting
0.00 INK
Setting
0.00 INK
Unfortunately, it only took a matter of seconds after the Orc had set foot of the station for something to force the Orc to battle with his temper. A Station Officer happened to glance out the window directly next to Drok's airlock and mistakenly assumed that the busted, twisted, and ugly square of metal was a piece of space debris that had somehow attached itself to the station and mentioned something about it to his comrade as soon as the Goggle boy emerged from the air lock.
"Ah 'ell, I hope dat dis place at least has 'umthing to drink...I'mma need it."
Setting
0.00 INK
Setting
0.00 INK
Setting
0.00 INK
Larne had a large harbor, where pleasure boats and spaceships both docked, the combination of apparently primitive boats, in some cases tiny dhows, and the large interplanetary cruisers was worth many a second look, as seagulls wandered around, their screeches making the harbor have a typical feel.
Larne even had a more seedy side, the planet’s underbelly full of the typical crime which large areas cannot help but have, but the Owner didn’t mind it, so long as people didn’t die or get too hurt. Cop cars from Gilgamesh drove through the winding streets, as in the more upscale part of Larne, schoolchildren played in the parks, watched over by several of the CCTV cameras that was still being set up.
At the borders, there tended to be terminals, where railroad trains to all over and airplanes and shuttles to space awaited passengers who got on and off the massive express transports. IT was a busy little city, and this wasn’t even the half of it.
The other , more wild part of Tyrian was full of small forts and every now and again a Castle, where various dukes and other minor royals schemed over who could be the next King for the 10 year terms that were set up. Massive dragons stood in caves, monks trained in temples on the mountainsides, and researchers wandered, looking for new animals to report to Gilgamesh and the Great City of Larne.
Mages could warp to the great planet of Tyrian thanks to several large gates in the fort cities, and signs for heros were all over, quests and adventures needed. In the forests, combined forces of large knight like robots and regular men, golem armors and archers was common, as a few wizards escorted groups like this all over Tryrian’s wild side.
Tyrian had more tropical jungles around its equatorial region, where more primitive tribes who did not want or distrusted technology lived in peace, guarded by the various natural defenses and a force of park and reservation police, who walked, drove and rode various machines on their patrols. Some claime dark powerful magics where there, but one would have to get inside first…
In the poles were mostly research and some native tribes and animals, the areas cold as the weather seemed to circulate all over, the ice and snow making the north nearly inhospitable to most life. However large frost giants wandered, as well as other, more mysterious creatures.
There were deserts, dune regions where large snake like humanoids wandered, and where machine and traditions combined, leading to settlements based around the pursuit of water, the life giving liquid in the sand zones.
In the east, there was a large island with powerful codes of Honor, where the knights used curved and sharp swords, and light yet powerful armor . Some members were fast and sneaky, and others used their fists to attack. Curry was in the air, as warlords had their fighting tournaments to see who would be the best fighter around, the Nahk!
Altogether, the Owner smiled, finishing the report. “Tyrian seems like a nice enough place,” they said, “I hope we get more immigration…”
OOC: If it exists on Earth or an Earth like world, you can find it here, but be careful, otherwise play nice and have fun
Setting
0.00 INK
Shavito stared at the screen through his viser, he could see very little but a great big blur ahead of him.
He spoke into the com on his shape
"This is Dark Impulse, preparing to board your hanger area"
The small sleek ship moved slowly towards the space stations hanger, the 3 engines had shut themselves down whilst it moved closer and closer.
Moving towards the back of his ship he laid eyes on last time on his prized racer, he could see poorly, but could feel the smooth, sleek edges of the vehicle. His large frame moved towards the ships door, the Dark impulse had docked at the station.
Putting on his sonar vission, his helmet lit up with black and white, and everything infront of him could be seen.
The door had begin to open, Shavito stood to his maximum height and waited till the door had fully opened
He moved slowly, carrying his large, heavily armour plated frame out of the door. Looking at the docking area.
Setting
0.00 INK
Setting
0.00 INK
Setting
0.00 INK
"Hello, i have came to make some modifications to my racer"
He paused for a moment, looking around the hanger, his helmet lit up as the sonnar visor helped visualize his surroundings.
"Also i require some food supplys"
He moved his large thirteen foot bulky frame around the hanger, scanning his ship.
A small message appeard on his HUD,
"HRF-900 ROCKET ENGINES X 2 OUT OF 3 DAMAGED"
Shavito huffed, knowing the repairs where going to take awhile.
He turned back to the android and asked
"Is there anybody else here?"
Setting
0.00 INK
Meanwhile on the ship that was carrying to the 200 people that wanted to head to Gilgamesh, including Oron and Ilumiya, the passengers were getting ready to disembark. The captain of the ship had just described the ship's status to the androids and the passengers were free to walk about the station and find places to live. Oron turned to Ilumiya and asked "Well where should he head first? Do we try and find Freasin or do we try and find Semit?" Ilumiya then responded by saying "Let's see if we can find Freasin first. I mean from my knowledge he'll still be in his suit and if we walk around the station wearing two armored suits we'll probably attract attention that we really don't need. Oron and Ilumiya then headed off to find Freasin.
On Freasin's ship he had landed at the docks as well. He had then disembarked and wondered what he should do then. He then decided that finding his fellow commandos was the primary goal of the mission and he headed off in search of therm.
Setting
0.00 INK
A worker walked up to Oron and Ilumiya, asking the two, “Are you looking for a man in a armor by any chance,” his information from the local Database network, “I had just noticed a new ship landing so I wanted to talk..”
Setting
0.00 INK
Setting
0.00 INK
Meanwhile, Oron and Ilumiya both thanked the android and then headed off to where the android had said the man in armor was. Oron and Ilumiya were betting that that man in armor was Freasin still in his suit. They headed off towards the lobby where all new people had to gather before they went to other places. Freasin was just headed that way after his ship had landed. As it turned out all three groups arrived in the lobby at the same time. So Semit, noticing the three commandos, headed off to where they were. Freasin noticed Oron and Ilumiya and vice versa so they both headed towards each other.
As they got there Ilumiya and Oron recognized Semit and Ilumiya said to him "Semit we have a problem and we need your help" She then turned to Xina and asked "Who is this?" Meanwhile Oron and Freasin began to speak. Oron said "So Freasin we have a plan on what to do next but I think we should probably regroup first." Oron then turned to the others and said "How about we head to Semit's stand and we can discuss introductions and the like there. Sounds good?" The three commandos and Semit headed off to Semit's stand, completely forgetting Blake for the moment. Semit then grabbed Xina's hand and said "Come on, I'm sure you'll like these guys a lot."