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  • Pay attention to when this post is said to be made, this rp takes place 18 hours latter.


    During the fall of reclamation base alpha all the Kig-yar including Madam Celestial Saber and Lord Of The Stars had fled the planet into space with a (insert number hear) surviving Sirens onboard their ship Eye Of The Gods. But the chat have abducted Lord of the Stars moments before the Kig-yar ship and Siren ship use a nuke to push them selves into slip space. Their are also a few unggoy onboard.

    Rules: Lord of the Stars, Madam Celestial Saber, The children, and any other ultra super major plot characters such as Yozoz must not die. The chat dose not know where they are until at last a month. Resistance forces don't find them for at least 2 weeks. 3rd party don't find them for at least 4 days.


    • Plot The ship is in slip space out side of their control, they don't know when or if they will even exit slip space. Then after 42 hours the 2 ships exit slip space to find them selves seconds away from entering the atmosphere of a unknown planet. It is not revealed what planet it is just yet, but the bases of the planet is in celebration of this new video game they are coming out with. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QGn0ozm2BzY The Kig-yar ship and the Siren ship exit slip space along with the remnants of the nuke that entered the slip space portal with them and 7 seconds latter enter the atmosphere of a unknown planet. With the ships heavily damaged they have no protection to keep them from actually burning in the atmosphere on entry, as they plummet, things heat up, the fall is adrenalin rushing, then suddenly the ships crash into the ocean of the planet below. (Its not yet revealed weather or not the planet has land, and no the planet is not Aquamarine or Oceanus) The ships crash into the sea and the force of the fall pushes them under water so deep the hull begins to creak from depth pressure, then the ships swiftly float back up to the surface and are adrift for 46.24 minuets until the water carries them to water that is only 74 feet deep. The ships have taken water, the siren ship already being full of water sinks 16 minutes before the Kig-yar ship and gets anchored on a gigantic kelp bed. The Kig-yar ship begins to sink but in a much much much shallower area 68% of the ship is still above the water, and the rest crammed in clay and stone. Both ships stuck so tight a hurricane can't move them. Pieces of both ships litter the ocean floor around them.

    The planet has more then enough oxygen for oxygen breathers to breath, and dew to volcanic activity their is also has a lot of methane, but only 1/12th enough for a unggoy to breath. It is a combination of air as fresh as a forest and a room it smells like some one farted in, but that can easily be gotten use to.

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    • (how much higher than required? because if it's to high we could die of oxygen poisoning. also fires will be harder to put out.)

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    • (Just enough ......to.... descriptions, exiting descriptions, weal, not that much higher.)

      Madam celestial Saber: "I don't ever want to get back in line for that ride again, I think I just found out what having children is like for live birth givers. I want a status report."

      A Kig-yar: "We appear to be stuck on a shallow spot in a planets ocean, their are large radiation leaks all over the ship and in the water."

      Another Kig-yar: "Negative, their are only mild radiation leaks, what we are detecting is minerals in the rocks, raw oars, same kind used to make slip space crystals."

      Madam celestial Saber: "Our best bet is that we collect as much salvageable resources as we can for building material, we may spend the rest of our lives marooned on this planet. I hope some of you are good at fishing. Where is the sirens ship?"

      A Kig-yar: "It has sunk a 782 yards away from where we are now, and is imbedded in a coral reef completely submerged. I feel bad for them."

      Madam celestial Saber: "Uh, they have gills, remember? if anyone is in danger its us. We have only the smoldering parts of the ship that aren't under water, I suggest we make use of anything that requires power and still works."

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    • Sut'Ra gets up from the crash landing.  

      Sut'Ra: where are we?

      Kig-yar "Location unchartered."

      Sut "As usual."

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    • Commodore Hurricane: "Status report."

      crew member: "Our ship has taken extreme permanent damage, it will never fly again."


      Commodore Hurricane: "Ship???? what are you talking about?? we have no ship, this is a base."

      Crew member: "Oooooooh, I get it."

      Commodore Hurricane: "How are we doing on food?"

      Crew member: "All we had that wasn't blown up on that giant popsicle was live provisions, and our ship has sustained rips gashes and cracks in the hull that the native animals from our sea have escaped into this sea through, so, we have no food."

      Commodore Hurricane: "Then our first priority will be to hunt, we can figure out what is edible, catch it, how are we on other supplies?"

      Crewmember: "Excellent"

      Commodore Hurricane: "Good, once we have plenty of food we will gather material to upgrade our base. Try to keep in contact with the other ship, they may need our help."

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    • Commodore Hurricane: "Any of our ship weapons that can't fire at space ships that may attack us, salvage them, make them into turrets to surround the base, we will make it 40 times bigger once my designs are done."

      Water weapons

      Our personal weapon supply will come in handy for once.

      And we have more then enough tools to refine the native mettles and sand. Now lets get some food.

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    • Sut'Ra "Madam.  This place isn't safe.  Let me take a group of unnamed, undescribed Commados to find any forms of civilization.  If they are friendly then this scouting mission will save our lives.  If they aren't well then this scouting mission will still give us first strike capabilities and save our lives.  its a win/win situation.  But sitting here and waiting to be saved or attacked is a lose/lose."

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    • Madam celestial Saber: "Mission to search if other people are hear granted."

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    • Sut'Ra : any volunteers?  

      Several hands go up.  (I have to go.  Feel free to progress the plot but I still have a little something up my sleeve with the scouting mission.)

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    • Only reason I don't continue this is no one is ready. Not even me for some reason.

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    • (40 sirens, 14 Kig-Yar, 2 Unggoy (Including named characters)

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    • One of the sirens spots a fish, she swims up to it to see how it reacts, it trys to flee, she chaises it playfully to see what all it dose to try to defend its self, all it dose is evade, she grabs it gently in her jaws with out hurting the creature then with het hand picks it up, its only defense now is it trys to get away by flopping, she puts it in a basket cadge and takes it to the new base for farther study. Trying to keep it comfortable.

      Another Siren trys to collect pieces of the ship, but theirs a much larger fish also trying to collect the pieces, once in awhile the 2 would fight over pieces of mettle but the bigger fishes bites are only minorly painful to the sirens tough skin. The siren decides to let the fish have 1 piece to see why it wants them, the fish takes it to a nest and uses it for decoration. The siren decides to take a photo then leave it alone.

      A 3rd is studying sample pieces of native plants fungi and mushrooms.

      A 4rth is swimming with 3 others to the Kig-yar ship to see if they are ok.

      2 more sirens are using mettle to build improvements to the base.

      The rest are either over seeing or guarding base.

      (the sirens will arrive at the Kig-yar ship in 4 minuets.)

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    • Commodore Crystal: STATUS REPORT!

      Yozoz picks himself up from a corner in the bridge. Everything iss sparking and broken.Wire hangfrom the ceiling. "Oww... What happened? Glofnog? Where's Glofnog?"

      Yozoz looks around and finds Glofnog in a corner with shrapnel imbedded in his neck.

      "NOO! Glofnog! Someone, we need a medic!" No one anwers. "Somebody! Anybody!"

      Yozoz sobs over Glofnog's dead body.

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    • Madam celestial Saber: She remains silent, and just sits in a chair, lost in thought and in sorrow. To depressed to want to get up.


      A siren arrives at the ship and calls out to see if anyone answers

      "Is anyone alive in their? if so please say something."

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    • Sut'Ra "This is good enough.  Four is enough.  If we are not back by sundown then consider us dead and don't send another soul to get us."

      Sut'Ra goes over to Glofnog's body.  

      Sut'Ra "I am sorry.  Dulce et decorum est pro patria mori if that makes any difference.  He is our first casuality and it is our job now to make sure it is the last.  Good luck my friend."

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    • The 3 sirens are watching the Kig-yar ship, calling out to them just hoping anyone is in their.

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    • Sut'Ra and his soldiers grab some ammo and food and walk outside.  When they are outside they hear the Siren's song and are compelled to follow it.  They wade chest deep in water to enlist the Siren's help on their mission.  

      (Stars and Yozoz if stars lets you can roleplay as any of the Kig-Yar in the scouting party.)

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    • One of the sirens swims up to them Her scales are 5 different shades of brown chocolate being darkest tan the lightest,her eyes are more shinny then the water, and despite it being the shape her mouth is always in, you can tell she is smiling. Armed with a thrusting spear, a spear gun, 80 projectile spears, and a sword. and having carrying sack.  : "Oh thank the gods, I was worried you guys did not make it. My name is bubbles, how are you guys faring?"

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    • (the 40 sirens are 26 females and 14 males, all are roll playable except for Commodore Hurricane and Bubbles.)

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    • Sut'Ra "We are going on a scouting run to find food, water, and friendly or hostile inhabitants.  We could use you help.  Sirens in general have a very specific skill set that 5 Kig-Yar could not hope to fill.  Will you join us?"

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    • Bubbles: "You can count on us :) Hop on my back, I swim faster then you do, but I suggest not trying to ride the males, that back fin has sharp quills."

      The other 2 swim at the left and right of her.

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    • The other 2 are also female, they are armed with spear guns, 120 projectile spears, swords, and torpedo launchers with 8 torpedoes.

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    • Sut'Ra "Ok.  Can one of you hold two Kig-Yar?"

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    • (gtg goodnight)

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    • Bubbles: "One of us can hold 3, your only 6 foot 7."

      Size comparasince aquamarinear vs human
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    • Bubbles: sings almost twice as loud as a cars radio on drunken full blast, but in a melody as beautiful as athosand gentle harps, she communicates to what once was the eye of the gods and is now a unnamed base. Sounds of other voices echo back to her beautiful but at the same time terrifying.

      "I have let the others know you are alright. They are studying the planet at the moment."

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    • More revealed about the planet.

      The oxygen is from things photosynthesizing, the methane comes out hot volcanic vents, their is almost to much oxygen but it is still survivable.

      Their are 14 hours in a day.

      The weather is mostly calm and at worst storms have 45mph winds and chances of lightening are 1 in 15.

      Most plants and animals are edible. The planet is rich in deposits of crystalized minerals that produce a energetic charge.

      Their is a large presence of sand clay and flint.

      that's all for now.

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    • Lord of the STARS wrote:

      Their are 14 hours in a day.

      (2*7=14.  7 hours of day and 7 hours of night.   More seven references damn. and there is 7 words in that sentence.)

      Sut'Ra and the other Kig-Yar hop on and plug their ears. 

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    • (Sorry, its a instinct, I am a creation of bungi you know.)

      The sirens swim off, diving to take a breath and surfacing to give the Kig-yar a breath, every 7 seconds (in my defense I was planning to do this for over 15 hours now) they emit a clicking noise and listen for it to echo.

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    • (My brain is empty, I had all these ideas what to do next last afternoon and evening, but now my brain is empty.)

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    • (hunt some wildlife.)

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    • A siren: "Now hold your breath, let us know when you need to surface, we won't go down far."

      They dive, under the water you see tens of fish of many different kinds, mushrooms, coral, kelp growing, 35 fish swim by so close you can almost grab them, their scales shin in the sun.

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    • Yozoz wipes his eyes and goes to a comms table.

      Glofnog is dead. But... There is still Yabab. Wherever he is.

      He tries to call Yabab, but realizes that the machine is broken.

      Great. He thinks.

      He slumps down with his back against the Comms station.

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    • The Commnados activate rebreather stuff and are able to hunt sea animals. 

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    • Bubbles :) "wow, so far you managed to hold your breath for over 24 hours, I'm impressed. Now, now that we have a feel for your ability, lets do this for real this time"

      They dive into the water and go tword a group of fish, hearding them like ranchers to their cattle, forcing them to join together.

      (sorry if I be a bit slow, I keep having to suddenly wait a few seconds and reclick what I'm typing on.)

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    • The Commandos shoot their plasma guns through the water but the rounds move really slowly and they only hit one fish.  They keep firing though. 

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    • The sirens fire their spear guns, every shot hits and some shots hit more then 1 fish, others advance closer catching them with spears swords and jaws, what is caught is put into net cage like sacks.

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    • Bubbles: "Very good, so far we have managed to catch 8. Not as easy as it looks is it?"

      They swim around the sides and bottom of the fish, forcing them to the surface where their isn't much room for them to evade.

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    • gtg

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    • Sut'Ra (Through rebreather) "We really must go in search of other people now.  How about one of you take the catch back to the Sirens and the Kig-yar and the other two will take us 5 Kig-Yar on that scouting mission?"

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    • Good idea, we already been out hear for 2 days doing nothing, one of them says.

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    • The two sirens take the kig-yar through the waters while the one siren takes the food back.  The water is warm but it is it still is chilling to go through without feeling the chill. 

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    • As they swim they make a gentle clicking sound every 7 seconds and listen for a echo.

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    • (I can hardly believe I still only developed the character of 1 of the 3, in the real world dolphins have been know to for speed commands refer to each other as "1" or "2" instead of using their actual names, I suppose we can do the same.)

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    • 2 hours latter.

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    • Yozoz sadly tampers with the comms.

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    • Madam celestial Saber has some cooked sea food before her, but instead of eating it she just pokes at it, to depressed to eat.

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    • (I have thought of a name for the 2cond siren who is with the exploration group, Clammy.)

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    • By now the remnant of the crew Eye of the Gods has finished converting their shipwrecked ship into a base, with mettle they had mined from the rocks they fortified the crash sights hull, and any gun that can't fire upward had been removed and made into a turret. Harpoon cannons have been added, the ships radar system had been repaired to its full, communications are up but now only have a range of 20 nautical miles. A few extra buildings have been built for storing ammo for the turrets as well as seeking shelter in from attacks to close to otherwise escape. A guest building has been constructed for visits from Kig-yar guarded by harpoon cannons and torpedo launchers. 20 extractors have been build and planted in the ground around the base, 5 droids with 4 propellers with anti tangle blades and a singular eye have been built, each with a hatch on them for carrying supplies, and armed with a spear gun and 85 spears for ammo.

      (Or at least this would happen by now if the rp moved faster then real life time.)

      The base awaits a name.

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    • Sut'Ra brings back the food and then goes on a scouting run. 

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    • (3rd siren name, Starlight.)

      One of them: "Which way do you want to go?"

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    • Yozoz stands up and thinks to himself.

      The mission always come first. Glofnog can be mourned later... WE DON"T EVEN HAVE A MISSION! Yes we do Yozoz, calm down, the mission is to get of this water bucket alive.

       Yozoz (To Saber): "Madam, do scanners work, or anything?"

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    • Madam celestial Saber: "the crew have managed to make the zappy parts of the ship stop zapping and are trying to build things needed to make tools, scanners still work, communications are under repair, children put to bed 2 hours ago (you did say they survived right?) And the sirens base is complete. We have food, mettle ores, rope made from sea plants, and I am boiling water right now to make drinking water. That's all we have other then 7 seraphs."

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    • Yozoz: There are 14 of us. We can put two in each Seraph, and be off..."

      (gtg)

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    • Madam celestial Saber: "Can seraphs go slip space?"

      (I feel so bad for this rp I'm willing to take yes for a answer even if its not true.)

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    • ( considering how obvious of an upgrade it would be, yes. now say that yozoz.)

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    • A Kig-yar: "What about the sirens? you sure we should leave them hear?"

      Madam celestial Saber: "The sirens are our allies but they don't care much about our war againced the chat, they earlier did only somewhat of a battle with the chat on the way to yoth because the chat where in their way, and the chat only did battle with them when they where in their way to arrest us. Other then the future threat of shipping lane competition I doubt they care about fighting each other enough for the chat to actually seek to destroy or capture them while they are hear. And even if they did see it worth the effort to find and fight them would be like trying to find a submarine, or a band of out laws in a desert, or a tooth pick in a pile of grass stems and twigs, magnified by a entire planet they can run and hide in. By the time even 1 of them are found they would have built a way to contact their home planet for help, or built multiple forts to hide in, adapted to thriving in the envirment, maby even have had children by then, and by the time the sirens take 1 casualty they could have killed thousands of rebels they right already know how to find, and that if they ever even find out we been to this planet at all. And assuming no one has clamed this planet when more sirens arrive answering their call they will congratulate them for pathing the way for their people to colonize other worlds.

      Like I've said, they are sea creatures on a sea planet, they aren't the ones in danger if they stay hear, we are.

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    • (where are the seraphs coming from exactly? is the foundry still working?)

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    • (they are the only thing that survived the ship crash in the hanger bay, we just did not think they would be worth anything more then something faster then a boat. I mean can you believe it? in halo c.e. the master chief escapes a exploding halo ring in a broadsword, and yet hear we are to dumb to think to do the same with seraphs.)

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    • Madam celestial Saber: "9 Days, 9 days and not 1 of us could think to use seraphs to get off a planet and go home?"

      A Kig-yar: "Them things can leave a star system? I thought they would only be good for about a short distance planet to planet flight after about 3 months in 1 star system."

      Madam celestial Saber: "I want the seraphs ready by tomorrow morning, then we will go home, and let the sirens have everything we can't put onboard our ride."

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    • (theoretically, you could make a new ship design from the wreckage, no?

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    • Sut'Ra is loosing it.  The long periods of scanning the horizon have worn his eyes and those of his scouting team.  The sirens were getting tired and their pace slowed.  Their was no land in sight and they were out of food. 

      Sut'Ra sqints at the horizon.  He sees something in the distance.  He looks harder because he doesn't want to get his crew's hopes up.  But it is obviuos.  It is land!

      Sut'Ra "LAND!  I SEE LAND!"

      Kig-Yar "Divert course Sirens!  Land at 3:00!"

      The sirens divert course and soon everyone can see the land.  They make landfall the sirens leave to go hunt the group food while the Kig-yar assess the island. 

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    • Nikoli the rebel wrote: Sut'Ra is loosing it.  The long periods of scanning the horizon have worn his eyes and those of his scouting team.  The sirens were getting tired and their pace slowed.  Their was no land in sight and they were out of food. 

      Sut'Ra sqints at the horizon.  He sees something in the distance.  He looks harder because he doesn't want to get his crew's hopes up.  But it is obviuos.  It is land!

      Sut'Ra "LAND!  I SEE LAND!"

      Kig-Yar "Divert course Sirens!  Land at 3:00!"

      The sirens divert course and soon everyone can see the land.  They make landfall the sirens leave to go hunt the group food while the Kig-yar assess the island. 

      (days ago you said you had a plot, I suppose I can give you 1 more chance, so long as you post at least 10 times before the next 7 days. but for now I gtg.)

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    • Sut'Ra wakes up.  He is staring a human right in the face.

      Human "Try it again.  We were getting close."

      Sut'Ra sees chemicals going into his arm and he blacks out again... 

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      He is on a siren in the water with the rest of his team.  

      Siren "You must have a pretty nice base."

      Sut'Ra "Yeah. Its ok but we have to find help."

      Siren "Yes, but wouldn't it be great to know where you kig-Yar are camped?"

      Sut'Ra "I guess so but you already saw it when we dropped off the food."

      2nd Siren "I would like to know it better.  I am curirous about Kig-Yar architecture and breathing."

      Sut'Ra "We stay the course.  There is no point to a scouting run if we keep going back and forth."

      Siren "You aren't incharge here.  If we want to go back you can come with us or you can drown!"

      Sut'Ra "Why are you yelling at me?  That is really out of chara...  What is your name?"

      Siren "You know my name.  Now I am going to turn around."

      Sut'Ra "Tell me your name!"

      SIren "It is not important now can you just calm down?"

      Sut'Ra "TELL ME ABOUT YOUR KIDS AND YOUR LIFE ON AQUAMARINE OR I WILL SHOVE THIS KNIVE IN YOUR BACK AND WE WILL BOTH DIE!"

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    • Kig-Yar "Sut'Ra, calm down.  All he wanted to know was where we are camped.  You are losing it man."

      Sut'Ra "Fine.  Why don't you tell them?"

      Kig-Yar "Um.  I... I must have forgotten.  We have been on the ocean for a long time and the days are just meshing together.  I think we are lost.  Do you think we are lost?"

      Sut'Ra "Tell me your name too."

      Kig-yar "Me?  you most loyal comanion?  I am your best friend I can't believe you don't know my name."

      Sut'Ra shoots the Kig-Yar in the head.  

      Sut'Ra "My best friend died at For Yoth."

      2nd Siren "Calm down!  Why did you have to kill him?  he didn't do anything wrong.  None of this would have happened if you would just tell us where you are camped."

      Sut'Ra shoves his spear in the Siren he is riding on.  

      Siren "You are one paraniod SOB!"

      The Siren jerks and in his jerking he throws Sut'Ra off.  Blood fills the waters and Sut'Ra knows it isn't long before the Sharks come.  To prevent drowning in all his gear he pulls out a plasma pistol and shoots himself in the head. 

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      Sut'Ra opens his eyes.  The sedative was powerful but he was overcoming it and growing used to its effects. 

      Human "The usual stuff isn't working."

      Human 2 "Ratchet it up to 35ccs and try again."

      The human does something that Sut'Ra can't see and then Sut'Ra blacks out.  

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    • (gone blimin crazy have they? I suppose I can't blame them.)

      Back at the crash sight one of the children give their mother a necklaces, it is made of sea plants woven together and croshayed, on it many shells and fish teeth, the braded sea plants have been dyed orange blue and purple by use of snail ink, the rest left their natural green color.


      Madam celestial Saber: "Where did you learn to do that?"

      Kig-yar child: "Our wet friends taught me mommy, you seemed depressed, I wanted to cheer you up."

      Madam celestial Saber: "Under what is left of our ship is material to make slip space crystals, and the crew will use them to power the seraphs once fully upgraded. I promise, all will be better soon, and we will bring daddy back home."

      Child: "Don't make a promise, if you know you can't keep it."

      Madam celestial Saber: "I only ever have once, but I will fix it. Poor yozoz, at least their is a way home for him yet."

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    • (She has a home too.)

      Sut'Ra wakes up.  He is being dragged out of the room he was just in. 

      Kig-Yar "We just barely got you out of there."

      Sut'Ra "what was that about?"

      Kig-Yar "It seems like the humans were trying to get you to tell them where our base is in a set of dreams.  They did the same thing to me but I broke out."

      Sut'Ra gets up.  The kig-yar offers him a weapon and Sut'Ra takes it.  

      Sut'Ra "We don't know if these are bad people or not.  We should avoid killing any of them.  

      The alarm goes off. 

      Kig-yar "You should have told me that beforehand."

      Sut'Ra "Ok well lets head for the elevator."

      The duo head to the elevator and find a button that has a picture of a hangar on it.  

      Sut'Ra thinks it is a little preculiar that they would have pictures on their buttons but he stows that thought away.  The elevator decended and they reached a floor that had a bunch of vehicles in it and Sut'Ra hopped in one.  The other kig-Yar hopps in one too.  The vehicle automatically starts up and they leave while soldiers pour out of the stairwell and shoot at the Kig-Yar.  The vehicle automatically speeds up to dodge the defenses and Sut'Ra just sitts back and lets the vehicle do all the work.  

      He suddenly reasizes he has no ammo but he dismisses that too.  The vehicle makes it clear of the bases defenses and speeds off into the forest.  They eventually make it to the ocean and a motor boat is waiting for them. 

      Sut'Ra "Don't you think it is a little wierd how easy that was to escape and that there is a motor boat here?"

      Kig-Yar "Who cares?  We need to go.  You shouldn't worry so much."

      Sut'Ra "No.  If I am going to the base them I am going to make sure that I am not in still in a dream."

      Kig-yar "What?  That is stupid.  You are free of their facility and you are safe now.  Do you have a cord attached to your neck?  No."

      Sut'Ra "yeah.  I guess your right.  I just wanted to be sure."

      The both get into the boat and start it up.  

      Sut'Ra "wait.  You pilot the boat."

      Kig-Yar "what?"

      Sut'Ra "I am your commanding officer and you are my pilot and I command you to pilot this boat."

      Kig-Yar "I don't know how."

      Sut'Ra "You mean you don't know the way home?"

      Kig-Yar "I know the way home I just don't know this technology."

      Sut'Ra "Fine.  Tell me how we get home."

      Kig-Yar "Well you see we go this way 4 clicks and then we go east 7 clicks but as soon as we get close you are going to have to guide me because I don't know exactly where it is."

      Sut'Ra calmly takes a knive and cuts open the fuel source.  He finds some matchs and lights it on fire.  Both Kig-yar die a firey death.  

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    • Sut'Ra wakes up.  He is in the same room as before laying on a bed.  A human stands over him.  

      Human 1 "That is as much as we can give him without killing him."

      Human 2 "I don't care if it has the potential to kill him we have more Kig-Yar in the holding cells.  Drug him already so we can find their base."

      Sut'Ra feels like accepting the sedative.  It was so beautiful in the fake world they created.  But Sut'Ra decided against it.  He mustered all he could and broke off of the table.  He takes a bite out of Human 1 and looks around for a weapon.  He finds a syringe and injects it into Human 2.  

      He looks around and gets a lay of the land.  He could definately tell that this was the real world.  Noone was badgering him about where his base was.  That and he could feel pain.  He found his friendly Kig-Yar next to him and he cut off the tubes that lead to their bodies.  He figured it would take them a while to get up.  

      He took a minute to block the doors and think over his position.  They must have used some sort of drug to put him in a hallucination that they controlled.  He went over to what looked like a window and pushed a button.  The window slowly opened and Sut'Ra used that time to collect his thoughts.  

      One thing that all the hallucinations all had in common was that the people were fake and didn't know their real names and they all didn't know where the base was or they were very intrested in knowing the location of the base.  

      But the thing that gave Sut'Ra hope above everything else was that he had a tracking chip in him and that his allies would soon be here.  He looked at his watch that tells days and was surprised that his allies weren't here already to break him out.  He had been mentally tortured for 4 days.  

      The window opened and Sut'Ra was astonished.  What he saw was a sprawling underwater city with airtight buildings and small submarines used as cars by the humans.  

      Sut'Ra "This sure does look great and all but we are going to have to burn it down."

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    • (ah I get it, the part where the Kig-yar and sirens fought each other was the result of some one fining out it was just a bad dream.)

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    • Madam celestial Saber: "Something is not right, the scouts should have been back by now. Do we have any means of contacting them?"

      A Kig-yar: "If it comes down to sending a searching party we have finally managed to build a water vehicle. Gunboat_for_wiki.png Bare in mind it is only 14 feet long. But it is very fast. Runs on 2 plasma batteries and 1 electric battery of siren technology, it has a engine that can bring it a speed of 145 mph, it has a single chest on it for cargo and the cock pit has a sonar display that can detect a shrimp 840 feet deep and 4 miles away, and a choice of a rocket launcher turret, a 50 caliber gun, or a partial beam cannon, and 4 75mm torpedoes. I could have built 10 by now but making the zapping lose wires stop zapping and making use of their power was more important, and just before I finished the 4rth I was told to work on seraphs. Their armor is made of unknown mettle indigenous to the planet, and they have shields that can with stand up to 20 fifty cal shots and recharge in 10 seconds. I call it, the speed boat. And if the engine fails they have paddles.

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    • Madam celestial Saber: "Lets ask the sirens if they know anything, I'm sure if the scouts are in danger they are aware to."

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    • I will be back latter, but for your entertainment, random photo.

      Random photo edit fix


      I have come back online, hear, have another random photo.
      The speed boat


      One more to ethicize my boredom.

      A new one

      I will just wait now.

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    • 2 days ago.  

      A search team of three sirens are sent out to look for Sut'Ra and the others.  They follow Sut'Ra's tracker but they run into a patrol of humans.  Thinking they are fish much like a shark does, the Sirens attack the 4 humans and eat them diving equipment and all.  The Sirens moved closer to the underground city although they had no idea what they were approaching.  

      Eventually but evading human search and rescue teams and human patrols they make it ot the inner perimeter.  They notify the homebase that these are sentient creatures capable of outposts,  commnader structure, ect.  and they attack the outpost.  They manage to destroy everyone in the outpost but it took them too long and human reinforcements pour down on them.  They make a brave final stand taking out about 10 humans with their electric weapons before succoming to a stab wounds to their necks.  

      Modern day.  

      A much larger force consisiting of as many Sirens and Royal commandos in diving gear that can be spared arrive to avenge their deaths. 

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    • (Sounds realistic, sirens are 100% capable of eating a human, and although normally they do the first hit to analyze the situation then make the real hit after they know what they are doing, if they are starving they may react with out using their brain much as a desperate animal. Especially if they did not know their was any sentient life form to pay the price for it hear in the first place.)


      (Also the photo's of the boat and the siren water weapons are really just me trying to sooth a itch to use them, kinda glad the fighting starts.)

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    • (All this is underwater btw)

      The Royal commandos and Sirens carefully and slowly get a lay of the land outside of the base.  They have one of those patrol boats but they managed to get it to go underwater.  They make camp and use the camp to catch food and catch sharks.  They are extremely cut off from the rest of their group and are vunerable to attacks from wild animals and human patrols but they manage to catch 10 sharks.  

      Then they chain the Shark's to the boat and put one person inside the boat.  The person sends the boat ahead as far as he can past all the patrols and outpsots.  He takes a lot of gun fire and electic shock but the ship holds together.  When he reachs the city he hits a button and the sharks are released.  They run rampant and kill plenty of people, some of them innocent but then again so did the covenant.  The blood from the prey and the sharks and the frantic feeding frenzie attracks other sharks and predators and the city is being overwhelmed by wildlife.

      The more humans are sent out in diving gear to deal with the problem the more they swim around and the more sharks are attracted.  Eventually all of the sharks in the vicinity are attracted and every last man, women and child is put on gaurd to defend the city.  

      The boat returns to the camp. 

      Driver "We have little time.  I found a city made of air.  If any Kig-yar would like to come with me to infiltrate it then by all means get in the boat."

      The Kig-Yar pile into the boat/submarine and head for the base.  A few sirens follow them to provide support although they would not dare to get involved in the bloodbath outside the city. 

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    • (Hey I just realized, if this keeps up its back to my original plan of "we don't have to leave the planet, once we contact home the failure of colonizing yoth meets the success of colonizing hear.")

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    • (I don't want to spoil anything but there are island here that Kig-Yar can live on.  But don't you still have to recolonize two cities on New Eden?)

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    • Madam celestial Saber and Commodore hurricane are having a relaxing conversation:

      Madam Celestial Saber: "I have noticed, you like to model your ship hulls off of the shape of swimming animals, but I am curios, on your planet what is the largest swimming animal of them all?"

      Commodore Hurricane: "That would be the 12 blowhole whale."

      Madam celestial saber: "12 blowholes? how do they not drowned having so many noises on their back?"

      Commodore Hurricane: "Weal first off, most of their bodies mussels are focused on them noises, they can seal them shut individually and with powerful lungs and mussels they can spew water like aquatic popping volcanoes. Secondly, most of the year the center blowhole is all they use while the other 11 hibernate most of the year until hormones wake them up so they can open."

      Madam celestial Saber: "What in the world do they use them for?"

      Commodore hurricane: "Display, and nothing else."

      Madam celestial Saber: "Are they friendly?"

      Commodore hurricane: "So long as you mind your distance, they have baleen instead of teeth but they will swat you with their tail if you get to close."

      Madam celestial saber: "Why would they swat someone?"

      A flying insect begins to pester the beautiful female Kig-yar, she draws her sword and slices the insect in half.

      Commodore hurricane: "I see the insects on this planet have comical timing, you just answered your own question."

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    • Madam celestial Saber: "For the 12 blowhole whale, when is their mating season?"

      Commodore Hurricane: "The exact same time as ours."

      Madam celestial Saber: "And when is it yours?"

      Commodore Hurricane: "On this planet, that would be right now."

      Madam celestial Saber: "Is that why as of late your songs have been the most beautiful I've herd from you yet?"

      Commodore hurricane: "Your like them? that is good, like the spicise we where named after we use our songs to lure and suduce, but that skill we only use on each other."

      Madam celestial Saber: "That could be how your home world was once mistaken for a naga colony world."

      Commodore Hurricane: "Oh it is, such a shame our first visitors where scared away. Do the naga sing to trick ships into destruction like in the stories?"

      Madam celestial Saber: "As a matter of fact, they have terriformed asteroids that make mine look like the home of a tramp who lives in a outhouse, and if a ship passes they will say "hey look, explorers, this should be fun." and they will infact contact the ship, and lure them into coming, and laugh as they run into a space mine field. This could explain why they where hired assassins on my asteroid, they are the professionals compared to my best servants."

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    • Lord of the STARS wrote:
      Madam celestial Saber: "For the 12 blowhole whale, when is their mating season?"

      Commodore Hurricane: "The exact same time as ours."

      Madam celestial Saber: "And when is it yours?"

      Commodore Hurricane: "On this planet, that would be right now."

      Madam celestial Saber: "Is that why as of late your songs have been the most beautiful I've herd from you yet?"

      Commodore hurricane: "Your like them? that is good, like the spicise we where named after we use our songs to lure and suduce, but that skill we only use on each other."

      Madam celestial Saber: "That could be how your home world was once mistaken for a naga colony world."

      Commodore Hurricane: "Oh it is, such a shame our first visitors where scared away. Do the naga sing to trick ships into destruction like in the stories?"

      Madam celestial Saber: "As a matter of fact, they have terriformed asteroids that make mine look like the home of a tramp who lives in a outhouse, and if a ship passes they will say "hey look, explorers, this should be fun." and they will infact contact the ship, and lure them into coming, and laugh as they run into a space mine field. This could explain why they where hired assassins on my asteroid, they are the professionals compared to my best servants."


      (What is this rp about? I have been busy lately and barely had the time to entertain my own. What have I missed and what is this new rp about?)

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    • General B.H. wrote:

      Lord of the STARS wrote:
      Madam celestial Saber: "For the 12 blowhole whale, when is their mating season?"

      Commodore Hurricane: "The exact same time as ours."

      Madam celestial Saber: "And when is it yours?"

      Commodore Hurricane: "On this planet, that would be right now."

      Madam celestial Saber: "Is that why as of late your songs have been the most beautiful I've herd from you yet?"

      Commodore hurricane: "Your like them? that is good, like the spicise we where named after we use our songs to lure and suduce, but that skill we only use on each other."

      Madam celestial Saber: "That could be how your home world was once mistaken for a naga colony world."

      Commodore Hurricane: "Oh it is, such a shame our first visitors where scared away. Do the naga sing to trick ships into destruction like in the stories?"

      Madam celestial Saber: "As a matter of fact, they have terriformed asteroids that make mine look like the home of a tramp who lives in a outhouse, and if a ship passes they will say "hey look, explorers, this should be fun." and they will infact contact the ship, and lure them into coming, and laugh as they run into a space mine field. This could explain why they where hired assassins on my asteroid, they are the professionals compared to my best servants."


      (What is this rp about? I have been busy lately and barely had the time to entertain my own. What have I missed and what is this new rp about?)

      (Madam celestial saber, her children, and the last of her body guard have gotten separated from Lord of the Stars and have crash landed on a unknown planet, and are marooned. Their mission is to survive long enough to either contact help or get off the planet and rejoin help, then phase to is to try to find Lord of the Stars and rescue him. That's when the revenge rp will start. They have a advantage thankfully, they have crash landed with a ship of sea creature sentient who can help them learn to survive in stile.)

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    • (I know I used to instead of two but my computer isn't letting me type, so I won't bother fixing it.)

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    • (oh, also the reason I chose it to be a sea planet is in celebration of this new video game. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eoFg11l9pL8 )

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    • (Take control of any of the underwater Royal Commandos or Sirens when ever you guys want to.  If I am doing this whole underwater thing by myself then I might as well write a blog or just make a page.  I want to get you and Yozoz into this rp.  Yozoz can be in this group too if he wants he will just need an underwater suit which he has because he can surivive in space.)

      Several Kig-Yar go and sneak up next to the city outskirts.  They use their excellent sniping techniques to snipe power sources and futuristic solar panels on the side of the underwater bubbles/buildings.  The power sources explode and bubble bursts.  The humans inside didn't have suits on and they drowned.  The Kig-Yar were reminded of how horrible it is to die by drowning but they watch in horror anyways.  It is just to captivating watching a human struggle to breath and then shake violently in the water as they try to swim to a nearby building.

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    • Nikoli the rebel wrote: (Take control of any of the underwater Royal Commandos or Sirens when ever you guys want to.  If I am doing this whole underwater thing by myself then I might as well write a blog or just make a page.  I want to get you and Yozoz into this rp.  Yozoz can be in this group too if he wants he will just need an underwater suit which he has because he can surivive in space.)

      (I don't mean to not be involved but first it was going 0.0.0.0.0.4 mph, then the rp was going 145mph. I was having trouble adjusting.)

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    • (how many humans are left? I want to capture one alive.)

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    • (There is like a million.  And this is only one underwater city.  Sorry but you can't but creativity on a schedual.)

      Royal Commando sniper "This tactic of sniping their power sources is working great but it could go faster."

      Royal Commando sniper 2 "We should find the main power supply and blow that up.  That will teach them a lesson."

      Royal Commandos "We are in."

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      Sut'Ra wakes his compatriots up and tells them about the situation.  They suit up in their wetsuits.  The window has opened and outside he can see a vast and sprawling underwater city where buildings are replaced by bubbles and buses are replaced by submarines.  

      Sut'Ra walks down the hallway and after stealthily taking out two humans in the hallway he enters another hypnosis room.  He immidiately shoots both humans that are standing over the sirens.  He pulls the plug on the sirens who are appearing to have nightmares because their bodies are jerking.  Several other animals and test subjects also appear to be mental tortured.  His team follows him in.  

      Kig-Yar "Ok so what is the next step?"

      Sut'Ra reloads his beam rifle.  "We teach them a lesson they will never forget."

      Kig-Yar "And that is?"

      Sut'Ra looks up at the security camera.  

      Sut'Ra "They're screwing around with the wrong people."  He pops the security camera and the feed dies.  

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    • (Good, because I don't know what I can do with our conferment of their being more enemy then just what was in last post.)

      A under water human base is sitting in the light of the sun, people are bussing about their chores, when suddenly some one points to a siren appearing before them. People drop what they are doing and come take a look at this creature. His appearance is like that of a prehistoric reptile that mimics a whale, but with medieval chainmail leather armor reinforced by bio oil Kevlar, he holds a spear, with a spear gun and a torpedo launcher at his side. 2 eye lids protect his eyes and the 3rd doesn't blink. His teeth are sharper then any knife. The people all come to the glass to see him. Then suddenly, 18 more of them appear like ghost out of fog beside him. They let out a mighty roar and charge the fort zig zaging and going up and down, then stop just feet out side of the range of the fort weapons and let out a roar, then break into a song. The sound has a well dispended rhythm, and a grim tone, the emotions are scary as all hell, waving their weapons and catching them at all precise time. They end their song with the beginning of a dance, then gesture for the people in the fort. A universal jester, a jester that means "We await your reply".

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    • (Those sirens do know that 3 sirens were killed right outside this base by plasma weapons, right?  gtg.  Goodnight)

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    • Nikoli the rebel wrote: (Those sirens do know that 3 sirens were killed right outside this base by plasma weapons, right?  gtg.  Goodnight)

      The lead siren singles the charge just 49 feet with in the range of their base weapons, and they all fire their torpedo launchers at the nearest plasma turret, because of their agility the turrets miss every shot but the torpedoes continue to trail on. Swiftly they reload and fire a second barash, the torpedoes all head tword the mark of the turret, now all base weapons are focused on intercepting the torpedoes, the sirens advance 40 more feet and fire a 3rd time. 4.... 8.... 15.... 18 torpedoes are intercepted, but 1 manages to strike the turret hitting it but the turrets armor laughs at the result of the collision. 8 more torpedoes hit the turret, now the turret has some dents and shredded mettle. The sirens evade the bases weapons again but one suffers a near miss melting some of his armor, they fire torpedoes a 4rth time, and the turret takes a total of 26 hits all to a single part of it, now the turret can't rotate, and can only aim at 1 spot. The lead siren signals retreat, they all symotaniusly fire ink guns while using their voices to jam sonar. This time the entire area they had been only seconds ago is completely struck by plasma. The dust, the bubbles, and the ink clears, no one is their. All is silent.

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    • The plasma turret looks like some one took a rock to a mettle coin, it is sparking and struggling to rotate.... They send a minney sub with robotic arms to come to repair it, something that should only take a few minuets. Then out of the kelp half way toward the base the sirens emerge and open fire on the sub, the torpedoes impact the sub before anyone can react and the sub comes crashing into the turret, critical damaging the turret and exposing the people inside to the water. They evade fire from other turrets while reloading and open fire on a second turret, since all shots are aimed at them all torpedoes hit their mark, the turret is struck right in the barrel while it is firing. The sirens fall back, fleeing from incoming fire. 5 of them are wounded by near misses, but they make it out of range of the fort weapons.

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    • 7 droids come tword the base and attack a turret, the droids fire spears at the turret, the spears hit the turrets and are embedded 5 inches into the mettle and let off a high electric charge.... but this of corse is worthless. The turrets all fire at the droids a direct hit destroying them. Just as the droids are exploding the 15 sirens swim in at high speed, they all fire their torpedo launchers taking advantage of their cover fire. The torpedos strike a diferent turret and the turret's power cells explode in bright hot plasma. The sirens use ink guns to cover their retreat and flee the area. As the turrets are firing at them 10 more droids show up each one firing 5 spear gun spears and 3 torpedos at another turret while their focus is on the sirens, the spears tips punch 2 inches into the mettle then the tip explodes and a sharper piece is sent 8 more inches into the mettle and a electric zap is discharged, the torpedos then hit the turret exploding as the collisions conetic energy behings to disapate sending shrapenal through out the area. The turrets turn to fire at the droids but the droids evade every shot. The droids hit another target with spears and fire torpedos into the turret, the torpedos impact but 4 sharp spikes stab onto the turrets and explode sending sharper bits to drive deeper, beside these spikes are spike supporting drills that drill into the mettle and then the drill spreads open into backwards curved barbs, along with the tip of the torpedo being magnetic. The torpedo latching on like a leach then has a curclar spinning rotating blade buzsawing into the mettle with hot plasma cutters on the outter part of the blade carving away like a cooky cutter. The blasé continued to cut a hole until it over heats and then a explosive charge erupts the explosion into the turret like a cannon firing a blank.

      The turrets fire again at the droids and the droids try to evade, but 2 of the droids are hit. The droids fire their spears and emp torpedoes, the turrets return fire just as the sirens go in for another attack. The sirens fire torpedoes at a turret then flee, the turrets turn to fire at the sirens and the droids fire at the turrets, the turrets fire again at the fleeing sirens and the droids fire at the turrets. The sirens are gone and the turrets fire at the droids, the droids evade every shot and fire again all at 1 turret, the turrets fire and take out all the droids.... all goes silent.

      Now 16 sirens are wounded from near miss plasma fire and 1 was killed by a direct hit. The sirens do not make a second attack for 25 hours 42 minuets. Their shift is over, and for them its time for rest, relaxation, medical treatment, and fresh ammo.

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    • Nikoli the rebel wrote: (Those sirens do know that 3 sirens were killed right outside this base by plasma weapons, right?  gtg.  Goodnight)

      (My next move will have Kig-yar involved, more sirens, 25 light droids, 30 heavy droids, 3 speed boats with depth charges, and 1 80ft submarine. But I'm about to go to bed and I will probably miss morning and be back in the afternoon. When I post the full powered attack our mission is to capture at least 1 human alive and bring him/her/it to base for some interrogation of our own.)

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    • Lord of the STARS wrote:

      Nikoli the rebel wrote: (Those sirens do know that 3 sirens were killed right outside this base by plasma weapons, right?  gtg.  Goodnight)

      ( But I'm about to go to bed and I will probably miss morning and be back in the afternoon. )


      (But that's good, by then that assault force should be ready. But it is to bad I can't do better then this.
      Siren sub

      sirens base their ships on sea animals.)

      )
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    • (last comment for now)

      The heat, the bombardment, the water, the smoldering turrets, and the damaged and destroyed turrets cool, only 19 sirens and a handful of unmanned crafts did that. Some turrets have spear gun spears embedded into them, the people in the base look at the spears stuck into the mettle like a fork into a gord or squash. They are amazed at such penetration, but even more amazed such a small number can not only do that while evading defensive fire, but where willing to bother with small arms on big targets in the process. Defenses are weakened but not over come. The sun sets giving its last light, it is night time, dark now, they will have to either wait till morning to make repairs, or risk night time predators. Above the water it starts to rain.

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    • Sut'Ra and his team watched the battle.  They even see the team that is silently moving into the center of the city from the outskirts. 

      Sut'Ra "We are going to have to contact that team.  Are you thinking what I am thinking?"

      Kig-Yar "We need flashlights."

      Sut'Ra "Search the bodies of these people.  You and you get break the building and let some water in so that we can get the sirens out of there pool."

      The three Kig-Yar do so.  The rest of the Kig-Yar follow him up to the roof, killing humans and taking there guns, ammunition, and flashlights on the way.  When they do get up to the roof, Stu'Ra motions for the Kig-Yar to stay in the airlock.  

      He moves up silenty and snaps a humans neck and drags the body just when the other humans were busy with the attack.  As the sun falls he picks off each roof top sniper one at a time from behind by slicing their throats from behind.  

      He signals for the rest of the Kig-Yar to come up.  The first Kig-Yar delivers the flashlights from downstairs and they all turn their flashlights on and off in unison.  They spell out "Kig-Yar prisoners.  Looking for insertion team." in all directions in morse code as night falls.  

      Several roof top gaurds notice them but due to the crouch of the Kig-Yar and the dark night the gaurds/snipers can't make them out.  They assume that it is faulty spotlight equipment and call in maintenance who promptly puts it on a long list of things to fix after the turrets.  

      Sut'Ra sends his three best Kig-Yar to gaurd the airlock to cover them from behind just in case.  They are armed with plasma weapons. 

      Sut'Ra keeps his Kig-Yar signalling through the night while his two kig-yar downstairs wake up the sirens at flood the building one room at a time.  The swimsuitless humans quickly drown.  

      So far not one shot has been fired.

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    • 24 sirens with siren torpedo sea scooter,(a large anti ship/fort torpedo you ride and release) 25 light droids, 30 heavy droids, , 1 80ft submarine, and 8ft robotic crabs with 30 torpedoes and a harpoon cannon with the shells of dead real crabs glued on top as a disguise, and 9 Kig-yar with 3 speed boats with depth charges arrive, watching the royal commandos do their thing, reading their flash lights.

      Plays in the kelp: "Master, when shall we attack? why not now?"

      Commodore hurricane: "If we strike now we will only get in the stealth teams way, we are to wait until they give the signal. Tell them that when they get in the base to try to find a communication device, we can contact New Eden and Aquamarine if we regain proper communications."

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    • (By all means take control of some of people in the stealth team.  I don't mind they are your characters anyways.)

      The ground stealth team sees the lights.  

      Ground commander Kesk "Lets go up that building and get some intel on whats happening on the inside."

      Kig-Yar "Ok."

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    • A Kig-yar in the stealth team sees someone in a divering suit, he grabs him drawing a tazer and zaps him/her/it in the spine stunning them, the Kig-yar ties the diver to a droid and the droid returns to where Madam Celestial Saber is for some interrogation.

      (capture at least 1 alive, accomplished.)

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    • (Mission directives: 

      1. capture one human alive. 

      2. capture another human so we can lock them in separate rooms and make sure their stories match. 

      3. get communications and contact Aquamarine or New Eden. 

      4.  Once we don't need the power supply anymore then we destroy the cities 3 main power generators and plunge the city into anarchy.)

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    • (yep.)

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    • Royal Commando Vaye Hek scrutinizes the structure that his commander just pointed out. The mission directives scroll by on his HUD, and one checks off as the droid carries away the captive.

      Vaye "Commander, how will we approach; breach and interrogate? Eavesdrop?"

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    • A Kig-yar signals everyone to stop.... he gets to the shadows with a spear gun.... he fires the spear, it punchers through a divers armor and zaps him, the spear gose out the back and sticks in both ends of him. He is unconscious from the zap but not killed, he slumps over and begins to sink. Kig-yar: "That was to close, he almost spotted us."

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    • Kesk "Well we could go in through the bottom and go up the elevator but we will no doubt be seen and they clearly have strength in numbers.  How much climbing gear to do we have?"

      Kig-Yar (I am not naming anymore because it is chaotic when i have more than three characters.) "We have enough to send two up at a time and we will have to go up on the east side in the shadow so the low sun doesn't silloutte the climbers."

      Kesk "Its risky but so is sitting here and talking about it.  Lets move."

      The commander gets on a trash can sideways and compresses his feet.  He boosts himself through the alley and across the street into another alley.  He catchs himself and lets his feet touch the ground.  He takes a quick look around and once the coast is clear is signals for the next Kig-Yar to move.  

      Kesk is now watching the next street with two Kig-Yar while another Kig-Yar tells Vaye to go.  

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    • (wait, are we still in water or is this the isla?)

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    • (Everything is underwater.  We are in an underwater city made by humans.  There intentions and affiliations will come to a fore soon enough.)

      A Kig-Yar examines a piece of trash in the alley.  It has a "Proudly made on Eafth" label.  The Kig-Yar reviews his star charts and realizes this product was made by the Chat.  That wasn't the surprising part though.  No the surprising part was that it was a broken gun.  

      Kig-Yar "So now the Chat are arming a bunch of frogs?  What is going on here, Kesk?"

      Kesk "I don't know but keep your eyes peeled for Chat troopers.  Chat troopers won't be as easy as these amatuers are.  If the Chat gave these people guns there is no reason they wouldn't give them some troops to deliver the firearms."

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    • Nikoli the rebel wrote: (Everything is underwater. We are in an underwater city made by humans. There intentions and affiliations will come to a fore soon enough.)

      that's why I'm trying to take captives, I want to interrogate these people so I can find out who they are

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    • Vaye hops on the ledge and boosts himself through the alley. As his feet touch down, his Needle Rifle suddenly loosens from its holster and falls off; he catches it before it could hit the ground and cause a ruckus. With everything secure, he passes a signal for the Kig-yar behind him.

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    • The next Kig-Yar comes but suddenly Vaye notices a human popping out to see the city in the night.  

      Kesk (Hushed yelling) "Drop him now Vaye!"

      (the reason Kesk can't is because he has a beam rifle and that would tell everyone where we are while a needle rifle would be more stealthy.)

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    • Nikoli the rebel wrote:


      The next Kig-Yar comes but suddenly Vaye notices a human popping out to see the city in the night.  

      Kesk (Hushed yelling) "Drop him now Vaye!"

      (see, I was confused by the climbing (their is hardly any gravity in water) and the "ground team" (team on the ground.)

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    • Lord of the STARS wrote: 24 sirens with siren torpedo sea scooter,(a large anti ship/fort torpedo you ride and release) 25 light droids, 30 heavy droids, , 1 80ft submarine, and 8ft robotic crabs with 30 torpedoes and a harpoon cannon with the shells of dead real crabs glued on top as a disguise, and 9 Kig-yar with 3 speed boats with depth charges arrive, watching the royal commandos do their thing, reading their flash lights.

      Plays in the kelp: "Master, when shall we attack? why not now?"



      Commodore Hurricane: "I think we are ready, single the stealth team, as them if another attack will make their job harder or easier."

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    • (Sorry.  I will call them the wet team.  How is that for a name?  Or how about scuba team?

      I am just going to make pages for my characters while I wait.)

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    • His sharpshooter module turns on with a slight hum as his visor enables the x10 zoom. The reticle lined up with the mans eye, who was looking in his general direction but completely oblivious to the Kig-yar presence.

      The needle sliced through the water, completely silent, and went straight into the eye socket of the unfortunate victim. Seconds later, the crystal detonated, destroying the human's head, and any other radio equipment in that general area.

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    • Kesk "Thanks.  Couldn't have done that with this beam rifle."  

      The Kig-Yar makes it safely across with little trouble as does the remainder.  

      (I am purposefully leaving the number abiguos because some will die and I need enough for people to rp.)

      Kesk is already on the next alley having his snipers use their carbans and needle rifles to drop Chat gaurds rushing down the streets in response to the last Siren attack.  

      Kesk "Those Sirens sure are raising hell and making my job a lot harder than it needs to be."

      kig-Yar "Cheer up.  At least those security monitors are focused on the attack and not us."  He whirls and pops a camera in the face down the street.  Several other Kig-Yar follow suit.  

      (I cannont gauge how much you guys want to contribute or if you want to create your own plot or what.  I am just playing this by ear and I will try to get as many people involved in the rp as much as possible.)

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    • Suddenly, an electric bomb explodes very close to the traveling Kig-yar. One commando shudders, while another yelps in surprise.

      Kig-yar Commando "Hey, somebody tell me we're coordinating with the Sirens! I don't want to be a casualty of friendly-fire!"

      Vaye "Commander?"

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    • Kesk "The sirens should be too close and the wild animals we let in the city should be put down by now but we should keep moving.  I can assure you that the Sirens won't kill us."

      He steps away and confirms this with the Commodore Hurricane on his HUD.  

      Kesk "Commodre Hurricane said that he is going to attack in a residential district on the outskirts.  We should be fine in the inner city."

      (gtg.  goodnight)

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    • (Goodnight. I hope you don't mind if I carry the RP a bit)

      Kig-yar Commando "Alright, the Commander's confirmed it. No Kig-yar kills for the Sirens."

      The Kig-yar nimbly move through the alleyways while dropping the occassional hostile that spots them.

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    • (Not a prob as long as you don't make Kesk out to be a real noob.  Have fun.  Can't wait ot see where you are in the morning or afternoon.)

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    • (STARS, you still here?)

      As soon as they pass the next alley, a massive barricade of comsisting of various materials blocks their way. The only alternative was to step out onto the busy street, which would undoubtedly attract unwanted attention.

      Kesk "Get this out of the way!"

      Three Kig-yar Commandos immediately step up and start to dismantle the barrier, albeit slowly due to the bulk of the objects it composed of. Vaye goes prone next to another commando and aims their weapons toward the open end of the alley.

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    • Unnamed Field Marshall wrote: Suddenly, an electric bomb explodes very close to the traveling Kig-yar. One commando shudders, while another yelps in surprise.

      Kig-yar Commando "Hey, somebody tell me we're coordinating with the Sirens! I don't want to be a casualty of friendly-fire!"

      Vaye "Commander?"

      Commodore hurricane: "don't worry, we never team kill and go unpunished for it, you will be happy to know if someone accidently shoots you they will be executed."

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    • Meanwhile, on a Siren vessel...

      Ensign Strider "Commodore, preparing another bombardment; safe-zone for Kig-yar has been marked, and we've adjusted accordingly."

      Commodore Blubber "Fire it."

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    • An explosion occurs in the distance. From the sound of it, it's not close at all.

      Kig-yar Commando "Looks like the Sirens heard our complaint."

      Commander Kesk checks a holo-map of the area on his tac-pad. The trio of Kig-yar working on the barricade have made some progress, but the majority still remained.

      Kesk "Hold it. That's enough, we should be on the move by now. Squirm through that opening one by one; make it snappy."

      A Kig-yar Commando goes prone and wiggles through the tiny crevice at the bottom of the barrier. Within 30 seconds, he is halfway through. After a minute, he disappeared from view.

      Kesk "Next one, go!"

      Another Kig-yar goes prone.

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    • A Kig-yar :) "we are being rescued?"

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    • Kesk "Not quite, Commando. Our task is doubly challenging because we can't afford to take excessive casualties."

      Kig-yar Commando "Aye! We do the rescuing!"

      Vaye braces himself as a hostile passes through the entrance of the alley, but miraculously fails to notice any of them.

      Kesk "This passage we're going through doesn't show up on the map..."

      Kig-yar Commando 2 "That means that either the map or the tunnel is outdated."

      Kig-yar Commando 3, from other side of barrier "I'm going with the latter. It smeells like rot; they've been dumping bodies here."

      Vaye "A morgue?"

      Kig-yar Commando 3 , from other side of barrier "No, it's more like a closed off slum."

      Kesk "This deep in the inner city? Preposterous."

      More Kig-yar pass through the tiny fissure. The barricade creaks menacingly, prompting a Commando to back up in alarm in case it collapsed, but it held sturdy. A Commando from the other side radios in on the squad channel.

      Kig-yar Commando over comms "This has to lead somewhere. I'm standing about 10 meters down from the entrance, and it extends further into the darkness. It's a descent."

      Kesk "Sewers, catacombs, hidden spy networks; I'll take my pick."

      Before the next Commando could pass through, Vaye gets on his chest and glances into the opening. A sickly green light source illuminates the first few meters, and then the rest fades into darkness. A stone roof and walls constrict them on either side, effectively making it a rather narrow tunnel.

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    • Suddenly the group see light at the end of the tunnel, one of them climbs up to have a look, and finds him self climbing out of a toilet.

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    • The Kig-yar Commando steps out of the toilet and looks around. The lavatory he stood in was demolished.

      Kig-yar Commando "Restroom in an abandoned, eerie slum that was closed off; how ominous."

      Vaye crawls through the opening in the barrier. It was a LOT tighter that it looked, and he felt the rough metal scratch against the back of his harness. While Kesk was coming through, he turned toward the rest of the Kig-yar Commandos; two were missing because they had gone to scout ahead.

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    • One of the Kig-yar sees light at the end of the tunnel, and finds him self climbing out a garbage shoot. Suddenly one of the mysterious humans are coming around the corner, he jumps right back into the shoot and it almost makes him slide back toward the sea, but he uses his knife to stab a grip and climbs back up, grabs the human, crunches the humans skull in his jaws killing him quick and quite, and tosses his body down the shoot. Kig-yar: "Gaah, I'm covered in filth, where the hell did the rest of the team go? I thought they went left." He spots a 1 person privet bathroom with a working fresh water shower. "Who the hell cares where they went, I think I'll just stay in their for 7 hours."

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    • (In case you don't know, there are only a total of 14 Kig-Yar, not including the children. They are the only ones that survived both the Yoth Fort and the ship crash.)

      Yozoz is still in the Kig-Yar ship. He upgrades his methane tank with a water jet.

      I'll go help the assault... 'No. I will stay here. Babab died on Beta Maximus, Zuzu died on New Eden, Glofnog is dead here... And Yabab is missing. I have nothing left to fight for here. My whole squad is dead. They died fighting someone elses war. Nothing keeps me here. I must return home.

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    • (Sorry for not posting, I'm really busy lately)

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    • Yozoz wrote: (Sorry for not posting, I'm really busy lately)

      (apology accepted.)

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    • Yozoz wrote: (In case you don't know, there are only a total of 14 Kig-Yar, not including the children. They are the only ones that survived both the Yoth Fort and the ship crash.)

      Yozoz is still in the Kig-Yar ship. He upgrades his methane tank with a water jet.

      I'll go help the assault... 'No. I will stay here. Babab died on Beta Maximus, Zuzu died on New Eden, Glofnog is dead here... And Yabab is missing. I have nothing left to fight for here. My whole squad is dead. They died fighting someone elses war. Nothing keeps me here. I must return home.

      Madam celestial saber holds a freshly forged slip space crystal: "And you will, but that will require men/wemen of science better then what we have on this mud puddle."

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    • Yozoz: Then we better find a way out...

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    • Madam celestial Saber: "A communication device powerful enough to send message to new eden is being built, it will be finished by tomorrow morning. But I have no idea how long it will take for them to ge...." a fish climbs up onto the base made from the crashed ship, using 4 long wide flat fins it begins to crawl toward us, it has huge teeth and is licking its lips..... Madam celestial Saber picks up a beam rifle and shots it once, it hisses, she shoots it again, its twitching but still moving, a 3rd shot makes sure its dead..... "Uh, sushee?"

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    • Yozoz sighs and goes into the bridge of the ship.

      (What was the ship's name?)

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    • (weal the sirens ship has been renamed yesterday but I forgot it write it down, this is because they where naming it according to it being the first colonization on the planet. Their to stubborn to give up even after all that has happened, they really believe they will last until more sirens come and make the fort into a tribal city.)

      (As for our ship, I'm thinking of naming it after you.)

      (Edit: writing this down this time because I suddenly thought of a name I like. the sirens ship has been and is being turned into "fort storm".)

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    • (You know I suddenly realized the biggest disadvantage to roll playing as the children. See so far they are only old enough to handle knifes with super vision, but a true rp character needs to be some one who is old enough to be ready for combat. And in a rp a character who can't be in paral can only have their small mood setting seens. And that is to end once the orders to the children's body guards are "keep them safe, mommy and daddy have some fighting to do.")

      (oh and, good night.)

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      Lord of the STARS wrote:

      Madam celestial Saber: "A communication device powerful enough to send message to new eden is being built, it will be finished by tomorrow morning. But I have no idea how long .....

      The communications device is now complete. Using both covenant plasma batteries, siren super lightening batteries, and the power reserves of the ship, the new device fires a almost white hot blue beam that gose 3 planet distances from this one and erupts into radio waves of communication. By the time the communication waves exit the star system they become as undetectable as a whisper and travel on. A s.o.s. is sent to both new eden and aquamarine, explaining the entire story, every second of it from a to z, day one to now. A signal is first sent back from new eden, in 5 days 2 Kig-yar reinforcement ships will arrive delivering 894 Kig-yar pirates. Then a signal is sent back from aquamarine, in 10 days 3 ships will arrive carrying 1549 sapphirian warriors. A message is sent from prince sapphire him self to Commodore Hurricane, that he will be permoted to both war chieftain and governor of the colony soon to be established on the planet, but on 1 condition.... he must survive until help arrives. Fort Storm is now marked on the sirens star map. The planet is put on the star map of the Cheytac Smugglers

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    • (Thanks.  I still can't get over that you had the guy crawl out of a toilet.  AND THEN UFM WENT ALONG WITH IT LIKE IT WAS NOTHING!!!!!!  anyways I will have to think about where to go from here so i will bbl.)

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    • (I won't be on very much today anyway, I'm busy and right now only using my computer for screen show and music.)

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    • (ok.) 

      Sut'Ra's flashlight starts to dim but he keeps on flickering it.

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    • Chief governor Hurricane contacts the humans: "Hello, these is Chief governor Hurricane, previously promoted from commodore, next rank chief admiral governor should my status be known. As you know, yesterday out side your base you have killed 3 members of my pod, and today, with my strategy, 1 submersible, torpedo launchers, spear guns, and stabbing spears, 3 of my warriors have destroyed 202 of your submersible war machines with unknown fatalities on your side, only having lost the vehicle and its cargo, and heavily exosting their physical energy, all 3 have come back alive. In my eyes we are now even. Hear, let the cameras point to your sunken crafts, the sub fighter pilots having drowned and attracted the fish, the wreckages still smoldering. We never wanted to do war with you. We never wanted to fight. What we wanted was peace, you brought this apon your self. I don't know how many bases you have, how big your fleets are, or how many terrestrial bodies you have colonized, but I do know this, if indeed a eye for a eye makes the whole world blind, then do not mess with we who have 3 eyelids. Now that we are even I demand you let us stay even. Cease from aggression againced us, stop interfering with the realm of the messanger god, because if you do not except peace, more of us are coming to the planet, their will be war, and we will wipe out your last eye. End broadcast.

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    • (back to being busy. Yes, I rp offline to sometimes.)

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    • just 1 hour before the sun starts to set the sirens suddenly drop what they are doing and listen...... sniff..... taste the water..... they can feel the temperature changing drastically, they can feel the natural electric currents changing swiftly.... they all swim to the surface of the water and begin spyhoping.... they listen to their inner voice..... feeling the wind with their tong, listening to it, sniffing it.... they watch as vapor becomes clouds, clouds become grey, the wind slowly picking up speed, carrying the clouds in their direction, they surf the waves as they slowly begin to get bigger....

      They chatter squeak and click among each other fearfully...

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    • Kig-yar Commando "Squawk!!! We got Siren chatter on the comms!"

      Kig-yar Commando 2 "Is something scaring them?"

      Kig-yar Commando 3 "My ears slightly sting!"

      Kesk "I'd rather not make a commotion down here. Keep moving!"

      Vaye proceeds into the darkness; even with his kig-yar eyesight, it was getting difficult to see. A dead body suddenly plops into the tunnel, and several weapons go up. A commando over the comms verifies that the corpse is of his doing. 

      Kig-yar Commando 2 "Alright, so the right will take us to a public restroom, while the left takes us into another alley."

      Kesk "Or we could uncover a closed off portion of the tunnel."

      Commander Kesk motions toward a crack in the wall before them, with light seeping through from the other side. Several commandos groan as they move to dig once again. 

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    • The sun sets but its beautiful coloring is dimed by the now very thick and black clouds, the wind speed increases by 7 mph and begins to blow in a circular direction, the waves are now 4 feet taller, one of the clouds crack a lightening bolt, the thunder is as loud as a mass driver firing.... yet at the same time, the weather is still very very very calm. Still only brewing. 2 Hours away from actually beginning. For now that 1 bolt of lightening is the only one that happens. Now their are tens of clouds, swirling together as if caught in each others gravity.

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    • Kig-yar Commando "So... does anyone else feel that?"

      Kig-yar Commando 2 "It feels like an earthquake!"

      Kesk "Damn! If this tunnel collapses because of that, we're doomed!"

      Vaye, alongside several other commandos propel themselves toward the right end of the crossroads, while Kesk and the other half dive to the left end. The entire space rumbles like a beast awakening from its slumber.

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    • The wind speed increases and forms into a circling force, the wind pulls or perhaps, sucks one of the clouds down with it, the cloud is shaped like the trunk of a tree, going down.... down.... down..... until it touches the water......... then as the swirling wind drawn cloud touches the water, it draws the water up like some one sucking drink from a straw. The manifestation of the weather is 20 miles away, and causes it to rain fish as warning of its coming..... A second lightening bolt crackles across the sky.

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    • Lord of the STARS wrote:

      2 Hours away

      The waves are now 63 feet tall, the wind 132mph their is lightening in the sky and 4 more of those swirling things are in the sea, making muddy the water.

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    • The Ravager arrives at Eafth. "Send a message to the admins that we have captured Lord of the Stars." Admiral Cambridge orders. "Admiral, the Mandalorians attacked Eafth. I can't get a clear channel." "Keep trying." Cambridge says, "We will all be rewarded for this."

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    • (Finally, I was worried I would never see my self again. And yes I am aware of how disturbing that sounds.)

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    • the winds of the storm finally blow its self away.

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    • The weather is now calm, the storm had bashed waves and washing rain into many islands and brought up soil all the way from 24 miles under sea. The debree from the islands and the trenches (hurricanes really do this by the way) is now deposited in the more shallow waters, where the coral thrives, the plants get the most sun, and the fish nest. The plants and coral fertilized plant eating animals come, and carnivores drawn by them. The sea is prosperous with life. Evident that even a storm can be good, especially seeing we all survived it. But our bases have been slightly damaged. Except for the enemy base, workers scramble to patch holes and hull breaches. This either a delightful distraction to the infiltration team, or a burden they are all ongaurd because of it. (you decide.)

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    • 7 Sirens: "Yozoz.... yozoz yozooooz, we hail you mighty explorer yozoz! Do you answer our hail? Are you yet feeling well? yozoz! Are you feeling better yozoz? We know it is hard for one to lose their friends and family, this is a burden we so often share. Listen as we blend our voices, show you how much we care. Yo yo yozoz yozoz, mighty space explorer yozoz! I have faith you will see your family again, as of now 7 slip space crystals have been made just for you, and your hopes soon will come true, in little over a week the pirate queens scientist and rescue warriors will come for you, but why don't you swim with us before they do. Yozoz, mighty unggoy yozoz! Please stop feeling so sad yozoz, come swim come swim come swim with us, we have learned so much of this new planet already, we have found a place we and you can go, you can come oh come oh come and play with us. Why not come hear and play with us, experience the joys in this universe you never got to, enjoy them while you still caaaaan. "

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    • I land on the planet to join the search accompained by five mercenaries. One is a kig-yar jackal who scouts ahead to look for clues. Meanwhile, I send five recon probe droids to scout out for any signs of Stars.

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    • As suspected, a large portion of the tunnel came down right over the split in the passage. Vaye and several commandos were separated from Kesk.

      Kesk over comms "Well, this is a damn fine problem we have here."

      Kig-yar Commando into comms "We're heading up into the lavatory. Perhaps there's a way to regroup on the streets."

      Kesk over comms "Sounds like a plan. Avoid conflict if you can help it. We'll head deeper into the tunnels."

      Kig-yar Commando "Commando Hek, I want you to take point."

      Vaye "Understood."

      Vaye raises his needle rifle and moves ahead. He soon emerges from the large toilet and steps into the restroom. Trash was littered everywhere, and it was murky and dark. He turns on the nightvision module on his helmet and looks around.

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    • A Kig-yar among the group: "I'm hungry, if I snatch one of these guards the city folk won't mind right? I can just let the fish have the rest when I'm done."

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    • Kig-yar Commando "Taking off your helmet to eat would surely cause you to drown, unless you have one of those sketchy nasal breathing models equipped."

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    • (Atila, Stars in on a ship)

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    • In the brig of the Ravager, Stars looks through the shield of his holding cell. The walls are dark gray, and there the cell is attached to a long hall way. Stars is somewhere in the middle of the hall.

      Denal Wedge and another Chat Trooper walk down the hall. The two of them stand in front of Stars' cell. Stars watches them intently.

      Wedge: Hey Jackal! Prisoner 0012! Lunch time!

      The other Trooper raises his M-30 at Stars as Wedge opens the cell door.

      A DX-Droid carries a tray of slop and throws it into the cell.

      Stars looks at it disgusted.

      Wedge: Don't like it? GOOD! That'll make you think twice next time you try to kill innocent civilians, raid their ships and commite treason! You filthy pirating terrorist scum!

      Chat Trooper: The Admiral will be here soon to ask you a few questions. Be a good boy, ok?

      Wedge presses the button again and the ray shield reactivates. The Troopers move away.

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    • Stars notices that they do not feed the prisoner across the hall, who is wearing a black coat and sitting down, facing the corner. He looks like is is meditating, with is legs crossed. He wears a black cloak, and Stars realizes he has not moved an inch in the two days Stars had been on the Ravager. He looked like he could be dead. Stars realized that he himself might be there for a really long time. Above the cell reads Prisoner 0013.

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    • (0013 died before 0012? Hah)

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    • 0013 stands up, still facing the corner. He pulls a machete from inside his cloak. He freezes in his spot once again.

      "?????" Stars thinks.

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      The Kig-yar: "I hear drowning is painful."

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    • Lord of the Stars: "Weal, now I know what the chat eat during mothers day, I wouldn't give this to a fish. I'll think of a way to get rid of it latter I guess."

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    • On the unknown planet:


      Madam celestial Saber and a Siren are together interrogating a mysterious human prisoner.

      Madam celestial Saber: "Now, before I ask you any questions please know, you will not be ill treated. Unless I start to give up at getting information out of you or you piss me off. Tell me, are you hungry?"

      Mysterios human prisoner: "I'm very hungry, why? do I have to eat?"

      Madam celestial Saber: "Dosel, get our pri.... guest some food."

      The siren: "Aye aye ally queen." He swims off, then brings back a large crab, holding it by the pinchers so its harmless. The siren: "Hear you go, nice tasty crab." The crab wiggles around hissing.

      Mysterious human prisoner: "Gods, I can't eat that!!!"

      Siren: "What are you talking about? your a omnivore."

      Human: "Yah but my body is weaker then yours, I need to eat it cooked."

      Siren: "What is, cooked?"

      Human: "You know, its when you slightly burn something to kill the bacteria and make it more tender."

      The siren impales the crab onto his spear, then unleashes a large amount of electricity into the crab, it sizzles and pops, then he dips it in the water to cool it so it don't burn the humans thin skinned hands. "It is cooked."

      Human: "That's more like it."

      madam celestial saber brings the crab to him and deshells it so he can eat. "Now, who are you people and why have you kidnaped and killed some of us."

      Human: "We are....."

      Suddenly a large and terrifying thing swims toward the siren.

      Siren: "Wha whwhat is this thing, swimming toward me?" he slowly swims away from it, it peruses faster, he swims faster, it swims faster, then he jumps into the ship, not having legs or a exo suit he uses his fins and arms to slowly crawl like a seal, holding his breath unable to breath air.

      The creature starts ramming its self into the ship.

      Madam celestial Saber grabs a beam rifle and points it at the sea monster.

      Siren: "That weapon won't kill a creature that large, you will only piss it off."

      Madam celestial Saber: "If this thing keeps ramming the crashed ship it may loosen it from its foundation, and we will be subject to drift and the current may carry us off, we will be separated from everyone else, I have to kill it with something. Children, get the house and keep dorsel's gills wet so he can breath, I will be right back." She runs inside, the children obey mother, the sea beast rams the ship more, trying to knock some one over board, the prisoner screams.

      Madam celestial saber gets to the controls of a plasma cannon and charges it, pointing at the sea creature.... "Say goodbye mother...." she fires a bright red plasma torpedo, the creature explodes filling the water with blood and flesh

      A child: "What was that thing mommy?"

      Madam celestial Saber: "What thing? all I see is someone dumped some perfectly good cans of tuna." *snickering*

      The human is still freaking out

      Madam celestial Saber: "Calm down, its just a fish." She helps the siren get back to the water. "On Aquamarine facing large and terrifying creatures like that is every day life yes? how do you survive?"

      The siren: "Weal, today we saw one method that worked. We won't need to go hunting for awhile."

      (Nikolio, the human prisoner is one of your characters yes?)

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    • 4 Kig-yar ship arrive at the planet answering Madam celestial Saber's distress singnle from 14 days ago on the planet, 3 of the ships fly right over to the crashed corvette, and land next to it, Kig-yar begin attaching them selves to it, and attaching their power cables to the ship. Onboard for cargo they have anchors to secure the structure to the ground, platting normally used for patching hull breaches they will instead use for construction, fresh building supply, and these.
      The fly swatter of the sea

      lots of them

      We are now no longer in a survival situation. The 4rth ship is carrying 45 kinds of fighter crafts, 740 of them, and it stays in the planets orbit. 1 of the Kig-yar asks: "My queen, where is your mate?" Madam celestial Saber: "He was stolen, once we have a strong enough fleet ready, I plan to still him back. Is anyone else coming?" Kig-yar: "They are to busy finishing up the space island New Eden's repairs after the attack, the 2 cities we lost are rebuilt, but we aren't done. How ever, in 4 hours 14 siren, uh, Sapphirian ships will be hear to help the surviving crew of Eye of the Gods."

      Madam celestial Saber: "Eye of the Gods is Fort Storm now, and this is Fort Yozoz, we have scientist?"

      Kig-yar: "Aye my queen, the best in slip space crystal technology, how many do you have."

      Madam celestial Saber: "7 forged and below us is raw oar deposits used to build it, the ship crash made it easy to mine. It is time to send Yozoz back to Balaho."

      Ships begin being put in water.
      The fly swatter of the sea
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    • The prisoner continues to face the corner. It speaks in a deep, slow voice to Stars.

      Prisoner: Who. Are. You.

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    • I am a Kig-yar pirate king, I let my self get captured so that my mate and my children can survive.

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    • Madam celestial Saber: "Hey yozoz, do you think this thing will work?"
      Return to halo

      Powered by the 7 slip space crystals built by the scientist before you is a swirling mass of energy shaped like a window or a door way, a image of Balaho shows in its bent light wall.

      "I don't know what to test it on, if it doesn't work...."

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    • Yozoz stares at it, not knowing what to say. It looks so peaceful. But then...

      Three Unggoy civilians come into view. They look scared. A couple explosions go off around them and they flee out of sight. Five Unggoy militiamen wielding plasma rifles run across the portal screen. They are mowed down by a storm rifle volley. Several Storm Unggoy and three Storm Elites. They in turn are blown up by a wraith mortar.

      More militia run in front of the portal firing at unseen Storm Covenant. A Sangheili Major and two Unggoy Minors run in front of the portal.

      Major: Fleetmaster 'Vadum! We are being overun! We have to retreat! The Unggoy Mahak Tribe city is in flames. The Remnant have taken the star system's forunner sentinel control facility...

      Militia: YOU CAN"T GO!

      Minor: Your reprogrammed sentinels are turning on us! They will melt us!

      Major: ... But we found a strange portal...

      Phantoms bombard the troops and multiple civilians are killed. The only thing that can be seen through the portal now are flames roasting the Unggoy civilians alive.

      Yozoz: NO! NO MORE! Turn it off. I can't go back... not here... not now.

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    • Lord of the STARS wrote:
      I am a Kig-yar pirate king, I let my self get captured so that my mate and my children can survive.

      Prisoner: Et Sic. Ipse est infirma. Do you require a cure?

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    • A cure for what?

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    • Prisoner: Quam misellus. Delusions innocentiae. For the disease within you.

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    • You think I'm delusional? We've only just met and you accuse me of this?

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    • Prisoner: You have told me everyting I need to know. To stop the epidemic from further spreading, you must find a way to let me out. I can cure you, and save the others.

      The cloaked prisoner still hasn't moved an inch and stares at the corner.

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    • What are you talking ab.... no, I don't have time for this nonsense. What is your name?

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    • Tell me, do you know how to get the prison doors open? a key perhaps? are their rats in hear?

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    • (Its no a disease.  It is nanomites.  Btw the prisoner is not mine it is stars.)

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    • Nikoli the rebel wrote: (Its no a disease.  It is nanomites.  Btw the prisoner is not mine it is stars.)

      (The humans on the ocean planet are my characters? )

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    • Lord of the STARS wrote:

      Nikoli the rebel wrote: (Its no a disease.  It is nanomites.  Btw the prisoner is not mine it is stars.)

      (The humans on the ocean planet are my characters? )

      (All human characters are mine and I will soon have him start talking.)

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    • Prisoner: Rats. Carborundum. Vos autem estis, mures inclusi essentGet the guards to let me out.

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    • Exactly, this trick is suppose to be done with ferrets, but rats are a good substitute. If I can train one to fetch a key, it might unlock the door.

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    • Prisoner: No. Quid fatuo. YOU ARE THE RATS! 

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      • sigh* its no good, I can never formulate a escape plan with the help of a man with a injured brain, those clever bastards.
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    • Prisoner: Hipocrite. Quomodo ergo sum ego? You have an injured brain. The disease has infected it. You must be cured.

      The prisoner speaks clearly and calmly. He seems to be fluent in Latin and English.

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    • Hmmm, you referring to my nano mites? their have been some cases where they had been contagious, but they are a good parasite, they form a symbiotic relationship with their host. Think of it like the crew of a ship, when a ship takes fire the crew must patch the hull breach or the ship will lose its oxygen and the crew will die. Just the same, these critters live in their hosts body, and when you take fire, they will use them selves to patch your hull breach. This science is easy for even tier 4 to figure out. Their a marvel of medical science.

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    • Prisoner: What. Does. This. Have. To. Do. With. Nanomites?

      He speaks in his normal monotone until nanomites, and although barely noticable, Stars can tell he is getting annoyed.

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    • Look, I only know English, sangheili, Kig-yar, and 42 words for rain in unggoy, where I'm from latten is a ansister language, they spread it out to the point no one directly uses it anymore. So try just 1 more time, tell me what it is about me that offends you, and I will try to stop doing it.

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    • The Prisoner goes back to monotone.

      Prisoner: Lord of the Stars. There is an epidemic spreading. It must be stopped. You have the disease. I must cure you. For I am the cure. Some on this ship have not been infected. I must save them.

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    • I did not.... actually say, my name..... Ok, you know my name, I will give you a chance, you might be right. So how do I let you out?

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    • Get the guards.

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    • That's easy... *I put on a fake voice* "Guards, help, the Kig-yar pirate is escaping, he has me as a meat shield!" Suddenly 7 guards show up all pointing their guns. "Hahaha even in a cage your still afraid of me. Sorry, this is a emergency, this prisoner claims to know what he is talking about, if he is right, and you do not listen, you will die. Understood?"

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    • (Change 700 to 7. There are not even 700 hundred troopers on the ship.)

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    • Tell them mr latten.

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    • Prisoner: Open the door. I need to cure you all. Let 'Lord of the Stars' out as well.

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    • The prisoner still stares at the corner.

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    • Comon guards you herd the.... *sniff sniff*... man, let us out, I promise I won't try to run away if you give him a chance.

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    • Wedge: What's going on here?

      Wedge walks up to the Chat Troopers.

      Trooper: Sir, the prisoner says that we are sick! He has to cure us! We need to let him out!

      Wedge: Yea. We're sick and that Kig-Yar is pretty.

      A trooper hits a button and the shield deactivates.

      Wedge: What the Hell? He is a high value prisoner! What are you doing?

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    • See, I'm not going anywhere, now lets find out if dr latten is telling the truth.

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    • Prisoner: Fear not. For I am here to protect. To stop the epidemic. You are all infected allow me to operate. 

      The prisoner turns, pulls a machete out, and strolls up to a Chat Trooper. He wears the attire of a medieval European Plague Doctor. His eyes are empty. As far as the Troopers can tell, underneath the mask is nothing but darkness.

      Prisoner: You will soon be free of the disease.


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    • so the cure is what? decapitation?

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    • He swings around the machete and kills all the Chat Troopers but Wedge, who falls to his hands and knees.

      Wedge: I understand now... Stop the infestation.

      Prisoner 0013 hacks Wedge in the back of the neck, and Wedge dies.

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    • So, now we get out and go home? that was a escape plan right?

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    • hmmm, first lets do this. I give wedge's dead body a wedgy. With a name like that, can't resist.

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    • Prisoner: You have the disease. You must allow me to operate. I must cure you.

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    • (I gtg to bed in for real.)

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    • 2 More Kig-yar ships arrive at the planet, they deploy half their crew then pick up Yozoz Madam celestial Saber, the 3 children, and join up with the Kig-yar ship still in orbit, and head back to New Eden.

      The Kig-yar they leave behind how ever are left on the crashed ship with 3 good ships attached, the crew of the 3 ships also staying they had used all of the ship repair tools to extend the width of the base, and all oil products onboard had been used to make plastic attachments that are hollow in the center attached all around the edges 142feet and a water turbine on some, railings around them like the railings of a dock, and the structure had 45 pillars added from it to the ground for extra support. The very center has a extractor attached for mining the material deposits below. The base is now a mining platform guarded by the water boats mentioned above.

      The 3 ships with those returning to New Eden enter slip space, returning home.

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    • Prisoner: Unless you devote yourself to the cause... to end the disease. Only the infected can stop the disease. We both have been infected. Join me and mine. We must end the disease. Our Brotherhood is the cure.

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    • Kesk "We are close to our people.  Lets go."

      They move through the sewer.  It is deep, dark, and dangerous but they enounter no hostiles.  They make it underneath the building.  

      Sut'Ra is still shining his light but it is low on battery. A kig-Yar approachs him. 

      Kig-Yar "Sir, we have found something of concern."

      Sut'Ra show me.  

      Kig-Yar "I can't.  You will have to follow me."

      The Kig-Yar turns around and leaves the roof.  He moves to the lower levels.  Sut'Ra follows him.  

      The Kig-Yar comes upon a computer.  

      Sut'Ra "this is what you wanted to show me?"

      The Kig-Yar taps on the screen and a schematics of a SARIN gas missile shows up.  

      Sut'Ra "S-A-R-I-N.  SARIN.  Its that the stuff the Chat used to whipe out two cities of New Eden?"

      Kig-Yar "Right you are."

      Sut'Ra "The more we know about this place the more questions arise.  What is certain though is that these guys are definately affiliated with the Chat.  Mabye even Chemical weapons producers."

      "Anything else?"

      Kig-Yar "Just some schematics for Chat naval ships and the like.  I don't think we could jump to conclusions.  They could have stolen this information."

      Sut'Ra "Well them I am going to steal it back."  He takes a picture of every schematic with his HUD.  When he is done, he shoves the computer of the table and stomps on it.  He grabs a hammar and finishes it off.

      Kig-Yar "They will likely have a lot more of this in their database."

      Sut'Ra "We only have 5 Kig-Yar and 3 Sirens.  No way we would be able to infiltrate a building of that importance.  Continue sleathily clearing the building with the other Kig-Yar the rest of us will keep up the Morse code."

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    • Yozoz wrote: Prisoner: Unless you devote yourself to the cause... to end the disease. Only the infected can stop the disease. We both have been infected. Join me and mine. We must end the disease. Our Brotherhood is the cure.

      Uh, this cure has nothing to do with that sword ending up in my flesh dose it?

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    • 24.179.19.110 wrote:
      (how much higher than required? because if it's to high we could die of oxygen poisoning. also fires will be harder to put out.)

      (Nik, is that you?)

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    • (Carbon and methane pollution from volcanoes is in fact the only thing saving the planet from having to much oxygen to support life. Carbon pollution being a good thing, how ironic is that?)

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    • Coolbuddy379 wrote:
      24.179.19.110 wrote:
      (how much higher than required? because if it's to high we could die of oxygen poisoning. also fires will be harder to put out.)
      (Nik, is that you?)

      (Yes to Coolbuddy.  Carbon pollution is a very good thing.)

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    • (Please, call me CB, not Cool or Coolbuddy.)

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    • (will remember.)

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    • Yozoz wrote:
      Prisoner: Unless you devote yourself to the cause... to end the disease. Only the infected can stop the disease. We both have been infected. Join me and mine. We must end the disease. Our Brotherhood is the cure.

      (Say something Stars)

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    • Lord of the STARS wrote: 2 More Kig-yar ships arrive at the planet, they deploy half their crew then pick up Yozoz Madam celestial Saber, the 3 children, and join up with the Kig-yar ship still in orbit, and head back to New Eden.

      The Kig-yar they leave behind how ever are left on the crashed ship with 3 good ships attached, the crew of the 3 ships also staying they had used all of the ship repair tools to extend the width of the base, and all oil products onboard had been used to make plastic attachments that are hollow in the center attached all around the edges 142feet and a water turbine on some, railings around them like the railings of a dock, and the structure had 45 pillars added from it to the ground for extra support. The very center has a extractor attached for mining the material deposits below. The base is now a mining platform guarded by the water boats mentioned above.

      The 3 ships with those returning to New Eden enter slip space, returning home.

      A Kig-yar ship shows up, a trade off between being a battle cruiser and a cargo cruiser, the ship lands by the mining platform base, awaiting royal commando command. The Kig-yar onboard the ship and base begin putting slip space crystals inside for cargo.

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    • Yozoz wrote:

      Yozoz wrote:
      Prisoner: Unless you devote yourself to the cause... to end the disease. Only the infected can stop the disease. We both have been infected. Join me and mine. We must end the disease. Our Brotherhood is the cure.

      (Say something Stars)

      I said, this cure isn't that sword drawing my blood now is it?

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    • (I was just about to turn off the computer because the lights bugging me as I try to sleep. good night)

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    • Prisoner: Any sword drawing blood is a sign of disease. It is the biggest problem in the universe; so many are diseased. The sickness of war and violense must be stopped. My Brotherhood dates back thousands of years. All of us have been diseased, and vow to stop its spread - by killing those who do.

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    • (Sorry, I missed your other comment. GTG, goodnight)

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    • So yours is the way of making peace then? thousands of unborn hatchlings deaths haven't been avoided through war, I guess I can try peace.

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    • Tobad the chat won't try peace, they also managed to attack my home base because I decided to leave them alone for a season. A enemy who isn't on the defense is on the offence. Now, how do we get our of hear?

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    • Prisoner 0013: First, we must put an end to the Rats on the ship. Et cantent in stultitia... Rats being the ones who spread the sickness - the ones on this ship are called Chat. But there are some clean on board. Children rescued from Xenomorphs... We have to protect them, then qurantine the vessel.

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    • How many xenos are hear?

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    • (Are xenomorphs the plague?)

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    • (First, Stars, There are no Xenos. This is the ship that rescued the civilians from the Arno. That's why you got brought here Stars. 

      Second, UFM, the plague is war and killing.

      He is part of a cult that believes that violence is basically a disease and a universal wide epidemic. He thinks that by killing everyone who kills people, he and his cult can end war and make peace, by basically killing the majority of everyone everywhere. It's sounds hypocritical, but that's the point. The Brotherhood itself won't really have much of an impact on the story, but the prisoner will become a bigger character. )

      Prisoner: There are no Xenomorphs here. I have never even seen a Xenomorph, only heard of them. Now let us go, before more guards arrive. We have to find the civilians and get them off the ship.

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    • Along the way can we get some food? what the chat tried to dump off on me may be good enough for their mothers, but its not good enough for me.

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    • (Maybe I'll join.)

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    • Prisoner: No. We have to go find the civilians.

      The two walk out of the brig.

      (Stars, FYI, the siren family from the Xeno Rps are on the Ravager.

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    • (Thanks, I was having trouble finding them.)

      Your right new friend and possible homicidal lunatic who I just met, priorities. The door ahead is locked.... I see it requires a code to open..... hmmmmm..... I could bother with trying to guess how to open this...... ooooorrr.... I notice the is a vent above, it has strange liquid in it but I ignore the slim and climb in, go to the other side of the door, and surprise surprise it opens from the other side no code required. Now that was redundant.

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    • "Alright. Let's go. And I am not homicidal lunatic."

      (# Homocidal Lunatic)

      (GTG)

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    • (That is exactly the kind of psychopathic antagonists we need on this wiki!  I wanted to create a faction of psychopaths a while back but they were too influenced by the walking dead so I just gave up.)

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    • Chief admiral governor Hurricane: "This is Chief Admiral Governor Hurricane, of the Sapphirian colony on the planet, under sea base humans, incase you have forgotten earlier you had kidnaped and dream perverted some of our people. What no, hear lets help you get home? no, maby we can be friends and have dinner together? No, you where hostile toward us. We want a apology, say something, we don't even have a clue who you are, but if you give us no apology for the way you treated us when we where marooned and defenseless, we will launch a next attack in 5 hours."

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    • Chief admiral governor Hurricane: "Don't you want to reply to your last chance to be at peace with us? Your clan will be sink on sight from hence on until you surrender if not."

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    • Nikoli the rebel wrote:

      Lord of the STARS wrote:

      Nikoli the rebel wrote: (Its no a disease.  It is nanomites.  Btw the prisoner is not mine it is stars.)

      (The humans on the ocean planet are my characters? )

      (All human characters are mine and I will soon have him start talking.)

      Hurricane: "Keep in mind, you have hundreds of bases on this planet, I never said which one we will attack. But we only plan to do it to keep our people on this planet safe. As seeing we are at war, all you give us is a opportunity you should not want us to have."

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    • Hurricane: "To late, negotiation opportunity expired, you are now sink on sight. "


      43 miles 20 yards 12 feet 6 inches and a centimeter away from the main action zone thus far.......


      A under water city is settling into the evening, the sun is 4 minuets from setting, and it has been one of those quite days. In the morning goods they have crafted will be launched into space. Or so they think.....


      In sight by the viewing vents of the glass walls and the look out posts no one is their but fish, a school of shrimp, peaceful crabs, all is well.

      Next minuet one of the guards standing next to another taps his buddy and points..... "What is it gordo?" The other guard: "Nothing I just..... I thought I saw something. I'm not use to having only 7 hours of sunlight yoshee." Guard 2: "Don't worry gordo, our shift ends in...." "Their, he interrupts, their it is again....." Guard 2: "But theirs nothing their. You sure your ok?" Guard 1: "Maby its just a refraction of light bent in a familiar shape, like a marash but under water, remember that time we though we saw a giant flying upside down battleship, but it was just a reflection of the p4j1k2?"


      Suddenly, just as the sun is now 4 seconds from completely gone this shows up http://i.imgur.com/CHaHAMl.png 67 siren swimmers, a great (great as in size) gunship (not a little gunboat a big big big ship with many guns) submarine as a flagship 4 ships second largest 4 ships 3rd largest 13 ships that are max crew capacity 8 that are like a blend of fighter bomber and cargo boat in 1. The unit is much closer to them then one would expect them to get with out raising the alarm. All subs honk their horns at full honk, all sirens let out a mighty roar with the horns honking. With the sound they turn on every flash light they have on subs and in hands.

      Siren unit caption: "NOW DO WE HAVE YOUR ATTENTION? THIS IS YOUR LAST CHANCE! NEGOSHEATE, OR DIE!"

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    • Unit caption: "You have 20 minuets. Then we open fire!"

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    • (I'm just going to keep wiping out underwater bases until you respond.)


      The sirens subs all arm their torpedoes, cruise missiles, a.a. full auto railgun turrets, (yes they can fire under water) and harpoon launchers.

      The swimming sirens every last one arm torpedo launchers and point at the base, everything locked and loaded.

      Unit caption: "Count down till first firing, 10...9....8.....7"

      (btw siren subs can fire torpedo interceptor torpedoes from broadside, which is not just defensive but offensive. And can lock on target to fire port or stern.)

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    • radioman: no please don't this is a civilian station!

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    • Siren caption: "Suddenly your able to talk? Very well. DO NOT OPEN FIRE, THEY GROWN VOLCAL CORDS". "Who are, you people? and why do you mistreat people who accidently crash land hear? You could have helped us leave, now we come. What you try now?"

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    • Siren unit caption: *sigh* "its like trying to talk to coral. From now on I will refer to them as the tribe of coral. Ok lets stop and think hear, we can't board them, because they would drowned if we try that, we can't blast them, because they are defenseless and their is no honor in that, we can't talk to them, because they aren't truly capable of communication as it is, and we can't just sit hear and wait, because that would be lazy. Lets just leave them alone and explore the rest of the planet. All units present. Agreed?"

      The other units come to agreement, they leave the area.

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    • As they leave all units come into view http://i.imgur.com/CHaHAMl.png http://i.imgur.com/CMVU78A.png http://i.imgur.com/rHVPcTp.png The weapons disarm and unload.
      Brodside cannon
      As suddenly as they had shown up, their gone.
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    • Good night.

      • 2 weeks 4 days 10 hours after the ship carrying madam celestial saber arrives at new eden:


      The Kig-yar at the mining platform base get a call from Madam celestial saber saying to wait at the portal generator powered by the 7 crystals. A leather bag of thorn beast jerky comes out, they are told to toss it back in and obey, it comes back.... then, a moa steps out, then the moa gose back. Then, out steps madam celestial saber, returning from new eden to the base again.

      A Kig-yar: "What do you plan to do with it?"

      madam celestial saber: "Some people want to go back to the halo universe, with 1 portal we will let stuff come from the halo universe such as those who will join the resistance againced the chat, with the other we will keep your operations on the planet supplied."

      Kig-yar: "Where is yozoz?"

      Madam celestial saber: "weather he be on new eden, or on this planet, 1 step through the portal, his choice. I personally feel he should be promoted. Now, don't let anything through the portal unless its isn't a kidnap, they are willing to join forces, have no family and need a place to go, and it be a good idea to bring them in. But only if you personally know them should they ever not first come from the new eden portal for checking. Also, by any means necessary, don't let anything capture the portal. "

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    • Bishop Fladd "Welcome back, madam! I do hope your trip was well."

      Bishop Orlar "Shall we prepare a feast to celebrate your arrival?"

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    • Madam celestial Saber: "No time for celebration, the chat stole something from me that I want back. how soon are we ready for war?"

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    • Bishop Orlar "Well, we'd have to notify the office of war to muster the troops, but that might be an issue because we're low on troops."

      Bishop Fladd "Considering what Bishop Orlar said, the relief process is significantly accelerated due to the aid of the Scouting Fleet. I'm proud to say that we'd be battle ready in just three to four months!"

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    • (Hello field marshall how are you?)

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    • (Hey, I'm great. Welcome to the Wiki)

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    • (I am hear on a important mission, it requires more people. sorry if I'm interrupting your rp.)

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    • Unnamed Field Marshall wrote: Bishop Orlar "Well, we'd have to notify the office of war to muster the troops, but that might be an issue because we're low on troops."

      Bishop Fladd "Considering what Bishop Orlar said, the relief process is significantly accelerated due to the aid of the Scouting Fleet. I'm proud to say that we'd be battle ready in just three to four months!"

      Madam celestial Saber: "4 months till rescue mission it is then. :( "

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    • (Sorry, something went wrong with my internet the last couple days.)

      Yozoz is still in the bridge by the stargate portal thing. (In response to Stars.)

      0013: Are you coming, bird?

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    • Prisoner: Then we must hurry. 

      The Prisoner tosses Stars Wedge's M-30.

      Prisoner: Should we first exterminate the bridge crew, or find the pure ones?

      The Prisoner asks as they near an elevator that leads to the bridge.

      (GTG)

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    • I'm starting to figure it out, I'm meant to take your words metaphorically. We exterminate the bridge crew first, that way less innocents will die when we rescue them when they shoot at us.

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    • Lord of the STARS wrote:
      Madam celestial Saber: "No time for celebration, the chat stole something from me that I want back. how soon are we ready for war?"

      (It seems the chat has been very busy recently between fighting both us and the Mandalorians. I think we should use this in consideration to say that there resources are likely now more limited then before due to this.)

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    • On the planet

      3 days have passed and neither the sirens nor the humans have engaged each other in battle, the tension between the 2 is cooling. The sirens have spread out and now have 42 forts built in many different places. The forts are small, having only 30 turrets each, each with only 24 buildings, and each one has 1 ship next to it that transports cargo to the main base, the cargo is things collected by mining mettles and documents on what was studied in scientific journals of the wild life. The main base is quite large and focused on mainly, their things are being built from the mettles. Many of the mettles are put onto space crafts and brought into orbit, where a space station is now being constructed. The space station will be complete in 2 months.

      The population of the wild life is being kept in record, animals with low population are on a list of animals the siren tribes are to not hunt, high population animals are hunted, their meat stored as food supply. Around the forts plants are being planted and a garden grown of plants they have studied well enough to confirm useful. When ever coral is harvested something is put on the coral to signify that it needs to be let replenish, that coral won't be harvested again until it grows enough to burry the marker. Around the coral things placed for more coral to grow on, insuring where ever coral is harvested 3 times more grows back.

      Games are played when their is nothing more to do, And when their is no games to play knitting braiding and crocheting is done, or other crafting. Some times sirens sing to try to charm the opposite gender. Once in awhile they will visit the Kig-yar on the planet. They never swim alone, and 3 is the lowest number they travel with. The territory of the local humans is avoided and contact with them not bothered.

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    • After a whole day Kesk has finally made it to a porthole to escape from the sewers.  

      Kesk "This way.  Move fast."

      Two Kig-Yar go up and then Kesk does.  They find themselves in the middle of the street.  Submarines nearly run into them.  One of the Kig-Yar is killed by the submarine.  Kesk dodges one and then hijacks it.  The other living Kig-Yar leaves the dead body and gets in with Kesk.  

      Kesk floors it and heads for Sut'Ra.  Unfortunately he went above the speed limit and police subs come up behind him.  They engage him in a high speed chase.  

      Meanwhile Sut'Ra discovers that the buidling his is in is an abandoned Black Fang outpost.  

      Sut'Ra "You have collected all the info you can from the building?"

      Kig-Yar "As much as we can.  Now we have to go soon.  A few janitors and a suspicous police officer wandered their way up the stairs and we had to kill them.  Their blood will taint the water and before long we will have a whole unit of police here."

      Sut'Ra "Strap as many grenades as we have to the superstructure.  Set them to detonate at dawn tommorrow.  Either we are rescued by then or we die defending the place."

      Kig-Yar "Yes sir."

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    • Nikoli the rebel wrote: After a whole day Kesk has finally made it to a porthole to escape from the sewers.  

      Kesk "This way.  Move fast."

      Two Kig-Yar go up and then Kesk does.  They find themselves in the middle of the street.  Submarines nearly run into them.  One of the Kig-Yar is killed by the submarine.  Kesk dodges one and then hijacks it.  The other living Kig-Yar leaves the dead body and gets in with Kesk.  

      Kesk floors it and heads for Sut'Ra.  Unfortunately he went above the speed limit and police subs come up behind him.  They engage him in a high speed chase.  

      Meanwhile Sut'Ra discovers that the buidling his is in is an abandoned Black Fang outpost.  

      Sut'Ra "You have collected all the info you can from the building?"

      Kig-Yar "As much as we can.  Now we have to go soon.  A few janitors and a suspicous police officer wandered their way up the stairs and we had to kill them.  Their blood will taint the water and before long we will have a whole unit of police here."

      Sut'Ra "Strap as many grenades as we have to the superstructure.  Set them to detonate at dawn tommorrow.  Either we are rescued by then or we die defending the place."

      Kig-Yar "Yes sir."

      (would you like me to send a unit of Kig-yar rescue by float boat submersible or air craft?)

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    • (ok I pick this The_fly_swatter_of_the_sea%21.jpg )

      A ship arrives with 45 Kig-yar onboard, each one armed with a beam rifle, a 4 barreled anti aircraft rocket launcher, a grappling hook gun, and a crystal cutlass. They use sonar to scan down and see if the Kig-yar stealth team are still down their.

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    • 0013 steps into the elevator, followed by Stars. The elevator reaches the top, and 0013 pulls out his machete while Stars readies his M-30. Admiral Cambridge turns to see the lift open. Four officers pull pistols on the duo. 0013 springs out and grabs Cambridge, with his machete held in front of her throat.

      The officers slowly back off.

      0013: Now. Ready all escape pods for launch. Or else this unclean one gets it.

      An officer hits a button.

      Officer: Alright. Now let her go!

      0013: All the infected must be purged.

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    • He slits her throat, and lunges at the officer, beheading him.

      0013 grabs another officer to use as a shield. The two remaining officers choose targets. One gets Stars pinned in the corner of the elevator with continous pistol fire, and the other aims at the prisoner.

      0013 shoves his human shield at the officer attacking him, knocking them both down. He throws the machete at the one attacking Stars, who then emerges from the elevator and shoots the one one the floor.

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