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  • I know what may be going on in your head, but no, just, no!


    Tonight I saw a movie about a new species of octopus, its anfibuos, lays eggs on land, and it only needs blood and water to survive. It can attack a town in the rain, and its tong is like that of the cone snail.




    For many many years thdf, most of the brains of the alliance, and so forth have just gone quite. No one saw nor heard them. But the dethroned chat have saw we where to lazy to keep them from plotting their retake of the empire. They once called us the terrorists, now the coin is flipped.

    Karl-591 is the Administrator of the colony of Gaeto, and he is a gigantic part of why the rebellion won. He is still doing stuff, and the chat see him as their first target. So 400 stealth prowlers have come to Gaeto with a new weapon intended to cause havoc to Gaeto to weaken a major part of the new galactic Republic. In each cargo hold the ships where filled to the brim with eggs incubating a species of octopus from the movie Grabbers. Each with 800000 eggs onboard. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SW9IHK7gi7I

    This is my last ever attempt to revive RPG THDF Life stile ever again. After this, I will just do my solo rps. The golden age of rps are gone and we are cavemen again awaiting the mercy of Prometheus.




    A class 14 out of 21 hurricane is brewing, eggs are being laid on the beach, ships are being attacked, cities are next. If this RP dies, Geato is lost. The chat are rebuilding their military power with out us to keep them in check.


    Once you join unless your the last to post if you go 40 days with out posting you will be killed off.


    Hmmm, lets edit this, maby the reason people stopped joining my stuff is their mad at me for not doing my awesome advertisements anymore. I just noticed that I only had super successful RPs when I did them.


    Gaeto M.F.s Gaeto


    Ultra sound
    Sea monster


    FREE BRANDY






    If that don't do it let davy jones pedophile my soul for eternity.





    Wait, lets add ooooone more just in hopes it attracts people. Just one last chance of having hope I will be in a thdf rpg community again. Must try it, I must try it!


    In celebration of the best week I have had in over a year. again.

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SW9IHK7gi7I

    We have beers, say Cheers!

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    • One more thing, I wager 400 gold bars the only person to post hear will only be to prove this can be found, anyone to post after that to prove it wrong will not post again. If anyone post after that they will not last 3 days. Also I may not even join this my self even if it becomes a success. Simply because if it does become a success, its a bit late for that.

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    • Though this is how long I will leave my computer on before letting it sleep a few hours. I will be on chat. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lj6h9acBTbI

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    • (I would resume the Phoenix soldiers rp but that is in Hiddenlich's hands and he hasn't been all that active although you can't blame the guy.  Since Nikoli already left Uvok and the rest a while back I am going to start here.  Remember the good times me, you, and yozoz had on Beta Maximus?  Hopefully I can get that feeling again...)

      (I guess I will get the ball rolling...)  

      Nikoli and Stars are in a waroom planning future military operatoins...

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    • (Your alive! I will be in soon finishing up on house work.)

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    • Ok hear is what I know we have aside from the forces at Gaeto now. Many Sirens have claimed citizenship of Gaeto since the end of the war. Unfortunately they won't be much help as 80% of them are just therapies teachers doc workers and scientist. However they do have a military presence as the other 20% work for the Gaeto coast guard. They will help defend the shores from these monsters getting on land.
      Siren forces


      You may think that's a lot, and it would be, if we where defending a archipelago of 12 islands, but we are defending a entire planet.

      My forces are only small because I have only volunteered so many dew to the safety rules of Gaeto being unfriendly with me, so, I want to remind them why I do things my way by giving only a small sample of it.


      Lord of the Stars forces
      The flame throwers have a range of 875 feet and the fire is liquid fuel pressurized for release by gas fuel with 2 plasma spewing jets on the left and right of the flame barrel. I also added my sea navy to defend the coast lines as well. I only have 3 space ships, but they are huge, and have a tool for repairing cities near instantaneously by laying concrete in a mold. Its just a large version of a simple child's toy.

      The real fight begins if any breach the defense onto land. This is not a plan so much as what I know is hear aside from the Gaeto military.

      During the chat war Gaeto has always had the biggest navy both sea and space in of all planets in the galactic empire, I know because Karl use to be sent to pirate hunt the enemies of the chat such as me. The strength of Gaeto has not changed, and if Gaeto falls much of our alliances military will.

      If we hold our own well enough, the chat may attack us them selves.

      My turn up your turn.

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    • Among the group is, coast guard and police officer, Caption Swims Like Shark, leader of the said group of Aquamarinears known to humanity as Sirens that are part of the wet navy forces of Gaeto. He is in a bronze and red painted land-exploration-exo suit wearing a sapphire blue cape. In his hand is a Trident and on his back are 2 harpoons, on his belt a generator gun and a swordfish head looking sword. He has 17 mettles of honor from his experience fighting for Gaeto sea law.

      He walks restlessly as he near never can sit still. He whispers so no one can hear his real languge as the translation to English comes out his Exo-suits translation device:

      Swims Like Shark: "Gentlemen, Ladies, back on my planet we have been known to kill octopus and squid 12 times our size single handedly through skilled agile strikes and dodges. Calamari is our favorite food, to us, this is not much different then what we are use to. Only difference is these animals are strange in aggressive behavior compared to any sea animal I ever knew, and we aren't good fighters on land, but reports are in on sightings of these sea monsters going onland, and laying eggs on the beach. I know fight is something we already know we can do, but if we can capture one alive, we can learn their weakness. I request some of my warriors try to catch one for study."

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    • I suddenly appear thanks to a plot hole/time paradox that allows me to be here and not at Eafth.

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    • (non-canon)

      Fox: "Great Scott, what has happened to the future!"

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    • Lord of the Stars: If I where deadpool I would tell you what went wrong, but I can actually be punished for the sins he gets away with.

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    • (Anfibous? You mean Amphibious?)

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    • (Ok.  My turn now.)  A middle aged man of white complexion sits in the back of the meeting...

      The crowd of Coast gaurds and police officers explodes.  They yell, scream and panic about the logistics of such an operation.  People worrying about the public image of strength of the republic make their case the loudest.  

      The yelling and screaming reaches an unbearable level of noise and commotion.  Out of nowhere, the middle aged man, while seated, drags his 7 in long knife down a blackboard making a huge screaching sound.  The crowd falls silent.  

      He takes a cigar out of his mouth.  

      "You all know me.  You know how I make a living.  Some would call it Soldier of Fortune.  I'll catch this animal for you but it ain't gonna be easy.  Its a big fish.  Not like fishing with your dad on a saturday afternoon.  This animal will shallow you whole like it was eating a raisin.  

      We got to do this quick.  To bring back the confidence in the Republic.  But its not going to be pleasant.  I value my head more than free, siren.  I'll find one for free but i'll catch him and bring him back for 1 million credits.  Now you gotta make up your minds.  You gonna stay alive and ante up?  Or do you wanna play it cheap and ruin the vision of the republic?  For 1 million you get the head, the tail, the whole damn thing."

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    • Coolbuddy379 wrote: (Anfibous? You mean Amphibious?)

      (No offense but, duh.)

      Nikoli the rebel wrote: (Ok.  My turn now.)  A middle aged man of white complexion sits in the back of the meeting...

      The crowd of Coast gaurds and police officers explodes.  They yell, scream and panic about the logistics of such an operation.  People worrying about the public image of strength of the republic make their case the loudest.  

      The yelling and screaming reaches an unbearable level of noise and commotion.  Out of nowhere, the middle aged man, while seated, drags his 7 in long knife down a blackboard making a huge screaching sound.  The crowd falls silent.  

      He takes a cigar out of his mouth.  

      "You all know me.  You know how I make a living.  Some would call it Soldier of Fortune.  I'll catch this animal for you but it ain't gonna be easy.  Its a big fish.  Not like fishing with your dad on a saturday afternoon.  This animal will shallow you whole like it was eating a raisin.  

      We got to do this quick.  To bring back the confidence in the Republic.  But its not going to be pleasant.  I value my head more than free, siren.  I'll find one for free but i'll catch him and bring him back for 1 million credits.  Now you gotta make up your minds.  You gonna stay alive and ante up?  Or do you wanna play it cheap and ruin the vision of the republic?  For 1 million you get the head, the tail, the whole damn thing."

      Caption Swims Like Shark: "You know, on Aquamarine their are animals that sense your heart rate, smell your fear, and can swallow things whole as large as me, let alone you. But the ones I am referring to will present no threat if it don't detect your fear. As it will confuse it for if you are even prey, or even actually their, and will ignore you as a precaution. We are masters of meditation in a marshel art we are taught as a child, to master our emotional response and suppress our nature to panic, remaining calm when any sane man as a living thing would have panicked. As you may recall I demonstrated for your news reporter 2 weeks ago, making my self semi invisible to that shark. Remember? We warriors who hale from Aquamarine are not afraid of death, the only operation I ask is a is a reconasinse, see what we are dealing with, that's the primary. Capture one for study of weakness, a bonus. All we need to go after is a juvenile, shouldn't be that hard. But the big ones, I would hesitate sending anyone alone even if they offer for free.

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    • Lord of the Stars: "I would suggest for those of us who don't wild life circuses perform with sea animals daily, that we have a coast like evac project. Like a bigger life guard line. Slightest danger move in land or to a shelter orderly before its more then slight.

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    • The man stands up.  

      "I will take that as a yes.  For the record I was never planning on going alone anyways.  I needed some fish for bait.  Im headed out at first light.  Anybody who gives a damn about their survival had better follow."  He walks out of the room.  

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    • (now I wait until the rp has progressed to first light and then I will jump back in.)

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    • Swims like shark: "I will go with you, how many others shall I bring? to many and it may know we are coming."

      "By the way, your one of those just get in their and get it done types yes? if so, I like you already."

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    • (Me to, I need to go on a walk.)

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    • Over his shoulder "If we have too many then we can divide them up into smaller squads.  I would say however many you can lose and still sleep at night."

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    • Swims like shark: "Counting me, theirs only 30 of my men brave enough to boldly swim forth to do what they where born to do, what they where bred to do, what they evolved to do, and what the gods created us to do. The others, they would only talk the talk. I am 163 years old, that is plenty of time lived before dying honorably with a trident in hand."

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    • (not actually going to keep up with this thread, as it's non-canon under my description, and I'm already doing one of those)

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    • Swims like shark: "Remember, our helmets we will have on in the water links what we see to onscreen and what we hear appears on a sonar screen just below the screen for us. For example...."


      Camm 4
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    • (To bad it can't be canon, it would be a good opportunity to decide what wild life is on Gaeto.)

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    • (I'm going to go to bed. Remember, this is probably why this isn't canon as far as I can figure.)

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    • (One last comment, canon, non canon, idm either way. As far as fortune goes, I would cal this a success.)

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    • Swims Like Shark: "I will need to be excused for a moment, I can only stay in this exosuit for a few dozen hours at a time."

      He walks over to a machine that was built by his kind for his kind with the acceptance of the locals as the covenant would have a methane refinery for unggoy.

      He steps in, the machine fills the tank with water to the cealing, and proceeds the suit off of him and then the pieces of the suit are brought into cleaning and repairing devices leaving him in the water with out it. Tanks of oxygen jet air go into the tank of water as the water pressure causes the water to drain half way into 4 tanks below that until the water is half full in the tank. Scrub brushes scrub his scales as shrimp groom him as he swims around a moment. Then the 8 separate water tanks have oxygen pumped in to drain it back into pipes as the suit is being put back on him and the water drains into the refinery tank, water from the 8 mini tanks is then put into his exo suit filling it in with clean water for him to breath. A light turns on to signal the shrimp to exit and the water is completely drained. The door opens and he steps back out with his mechanical legs. As he exits the door hot jets of air dry off the suit so he don't track water.

      Swims like shark: "Ok, ready to resume waiting for continuation."

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    • Where have the Rps gone? Something must be done!

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    • (Weal, unfortunately the one to try to save the RPs is me, and we all know how people feel about my RPs.)

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    • Then I should probably help. But we need a new idea....

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    • (blood sucking octopus that are allergic to high blood-alcohol, this has already been done before?)

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    • Hmm. Not a bad idea, minus the alcohol part. Let's give it a name.

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    • (you have read the details of this rp right? I watched a monster movie, and got a urge to fight the monsters on tv.)

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    • I read the description, but not the posts. The one I did read was you noting its end.

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    • (One more time, the movie is https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sJ_2jkzNNOI my roll is Sirens for water combat and submersible ships because they are OP in water and Jackals for land and non submersible ships because Sirens are under powered on land and my kig-yar are practically OP in land combat. Nikoli is currently the only one on human characters and he's doing so good, we still need sangheili coverers. All can play as what ever species they want and believe they can. Just keep in mind this is one of our few rps that take place in the sea an on land.)

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    • (oh and I gtg I need to walk a dog in for real.)

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    • Huh.

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    • Don't know.  See my blog on Community Revamp for our main article project, and until we've reached the point of returning to canon RP's, stick to either this thread or this one.

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    • Ah, so that's why this rp can't be canon. Makes sense, I'm fine with it, and even thankful. It wouldn't be doable otherwise.

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    • (As those of you who remember my rp stile know during long periods of intermission once in a while I post random trivia about the RP.)


      (Swims Like Shark: Gender: male. Age compared to human life span: Almost in his 30s. Gear preference: Versatile. Favorite foods: Shellfish calamari seals seabirds and 3 classis of fish.

      Swims Like Shark is in fact not a new character, though only recently mentioned on the internet, his origin took place during day dreams when at parties and group visits and solo rps on walks. I still know little about this character dew to development being early stages and seldom gotten back to.

      His character in relation to my real world personality is everything with in my own when restless high energized and prone to pacing. The name Swims Like Shark describes his restless nature and lack of ability to sit still.

      He is mostly of a scouting, reconnaissance, stealth operation, and hit run and regroup for strike 2 class in combat characteristic. Capable of getting a group to join together in a organized and well disciplined effort for a mission but also the type to often go at something alone dew to most company would only slow him down and be more something to look after then something to add number safety. Though prefers to go with those who won't hold him back.

      He is great at singing, and super athletic, and also skilled in stealth hunting and braiding cords. He is practically fearless and bold tword anything that dares threaten him. In thdf his job is to protect others manage the envirments care and enforce the law, basically a cross between a life guard a coast guard a police officer and a agent of N.O.A.A. in real life. Anything outside the THDF universe should the story of Aquamarine begin its own canon story his profession is unknown.

      Despite being restless he can eventually tire out and get to sleep, or fall asleep out of boredom. He is currently asleep waiting for the rp to continue in front of the tv, asleep during the movie Jaws.)

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    • (Nikoli sends his regards...  A sign reads above the door in bright red scribbled, big block letters "GONE FISHING")

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    • 174.130.22.237 wrote: (Nikoli sends his regards...  A sign reads above the door in bright red scribbled, big block letters "GONE FISHING")

      (Thanks for telling me. BTW Fishing sounds like a good idea.)


      Fishing sounds like a good idea to me to

      (this RPG stays paused until he is back.)

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    • (As I promised I came back tonight...)

      The first brave rays of light shine through the cracks in the wooden shack.  They fall over the mercenaries face.  He instantly snaps away.  A few minutes later the sun has risen and he walks out to his rental boat.  

      Before him appears a Chinese firedrill.  Boats were parked sloppliy across the bay with crews hurrying here and there, spilling there junk, and cursing at each other.  A man in front of him trys to pack one last case of ammunition onto a precariously large pile of guns, boating equipment, and firearms into a boat before the boat topsized from the overload.  The man cursed out unthinkable obscenities before jumping into the water to retrieve his valuables before they were lost in the extra busy bay. 

      As he walks past an electronic "reward" poster he is surprised to see the bay this busy.  He walks up to a nearby boater and asks what all the bustle is about. 

      The boater, she couldn't have been older than 16, says "Don't you know anything?" as she rips the poster off the wall behind him and shoves it in his face.  

      The mercenary takes the electronic poster.  It reads "Reward-20,000 credits to anyone who brings back a live specimen of these "Grabbers".  

      Analyzing her 10 foot long speedy boat, Mercenary (probing) "How old are you?"

      "15, whats it to you?"

      "Mabye you shouldn't go out.  These things can be very dangerous."

      (Indignant) "No thanks!  I don't need anybody telling me how to live my life.  The seas are fine.  Keep your senile thoughts to yourself gramps."  

      His eyes widen with anger but the girl is spun around and hurried off before he could think of something to say.  


      He finds his boat amongst the chaos of hurrying crews and spilled boating equipment.  There he finds a foriegn object inside his boat.  It appears to be a communication device.  He recognizes it as siren made.  He stares at it for a moment, trying to remember how to use one.  After he remembers, he scooped it up and accessed it.  There was only one contact in it.  He called it.  

      "Hello?  Who is this?"

      (Your siren's communication devices ring...)

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    • (brb I am distracted by someone I havn't seen in years)

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    • Swims Like Shark: "Hello?"

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    • Swims Like Shark: "Is this a emergency or a chat? I got time for either one."

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    • (a deep foreboding voice. definitely not my characters voice) "Hello Swims Like Shark. I know what you want and I know how you intend to get it.  This is your last chance to turn back and disengage before the Chat burn your homeworld to the ground."

      (Now you respond)

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    • Swims Like Shark: "Weal we tried to mind our own business, we even waited for the end of the war to join former you controlled planets to avoid butting into someone else's fight. But since you insist even after your humiliating defeat by your own subjects, do know our kind will not surrender even to the last of our species, and no one is ever going to for get what you have done if you win. We have cluster nukes, a gigantic orbital defense, our entire star system is turned into a armed fortress. Our technology may be behind, but we have a large military power, the sapphirians alone have 1000 ships today. One of us is well over 100 times stronger then one of you. And you may well know that one of my mettles is from single handedly sinking the entire fleet of the infamous drug smuggler known only as Red Dawn. (who is thought to have survived.) And many of our countries kings and queens have spears given to them by GODS! You may very well wipe our race out, but it will take longer then your life span to recover from the losses.

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    • Swims like shark: "Come to think of it, if you are really willing to take to such ill and desperate actions over the events of a few of us working for law enforcement on this planet, and destroy a entire ecosystem just to resubjecate those who proven them selves the stronger, then I am enlightened that you deserve others to wage war on you, we should have contributed military wise, and I will strive for it in politics. And another thing, you do realize by calling me this message is recorded and your location tracked right? that's the funny thing about members of emergency response teams.)

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    • Swims Like Shark: "Weal, if I knew being threatened to not defend one planet at the risk of war with another would take so long, I would have brought knitting needles".....



      Intercession


      In celebration of the life of the RP so far, hear is some concept art of what the Sirens employed as Gaeto coast guards may look in their water armor. Though the armor is still designed for protection againced sharpenal and stabbing weapons rather then bullets its still effective againced electricity is in fact bullet resistant againced some kinds of bullets and is effective cammo. Its real desinge is so human solders can sea hear and smell what they can, and is extra armored more so they can fight againced the Grabbers with reduced damage from their harpoon tong should they go, if the term is correct, "toe to toe with them." This one is shown with no additional gear other then his trident merely for a better look. It even comes with a slitted patch of leather armor over the gills.



      Fully sea armored



      The RP may resume when sole surviving cast members return to posting.

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    • (Nikoli here.  can't post tonight.  My addictions and my real life are on a collision course. )

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    • (I understand, every once in a while I need to get in real life to escape the internet.)

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    • Mean while Lord of the Stars is at the tavern.


      Lord of the Stars: "Another round of Cattoonie mead please."

      The bar tender for some reason speaks in a British ascent despite the fact that England doesn't exist in this galaxy: "Sir, don't you think you've had enough? how do you have so much money to just waste anyway?"

      Stars: "I'll tell you when I had enough, and I'll tell you how I have so much money. I was a pirate once, until the adventure ran out, Ha! Ha!" he says speaking loud enough his glass vibrates next to him.

      Drunken Stars continues: "And I am sick and tired of getting the spam in the yellow bar that says I need to confirm my email. I have a account, is that not enough? Ruby berry brandy, now! *tosses a ruby to pay for it as a joke* "Its not even often I get to play as my self, most RPs these days are something my talent does not extend to, like having to play as a human, or something from star wars, and I only recently have a chance to play as a kig-yar again!

      Somewhere in the bay a Grabber egg has hatched and is crawling through the city in the hammering rain storm. It goes through much the same as in one of those movies where a annoying character is sneaking through security and the only reason the guards are not noticing is because their completely stupid.

      Bar Tender: "Then why not make your own RP?"

      Drunken Stars: "Do you really think I haven't tried that? this is already my second successful one this year, my threads aren't replied on, especially the ones asking what about my RPs to change to get people to like them again, I spend most of my time online utterly board and not able to truly play with anyone. The other RP is going good at least, but that's only because I didn't make that one. Now my fleets collect dust, I have no purpose, no use, no meaning. All I can do is try to remember the fading memory of my adventure. I feel broken, stressed, and I actually have to go to the real world to get away from the bordom!"

      And after struggling between decision to leave and stay, now I lost my profile photo and because of technical crap, I can't replace.....

      The octopus like hatchling breaks through the window jumping into the tavern, Stars reaches for a weapon but is to slow, the infant monster sticks him with its harpoon like tong, pulling him in and latching on with its tentacles and begins sucking his blood, Stars angry enraged and in defense mode fights to get it off, getting it off is surprisingly easy, and the creature begins vomiting purple blood back up, the blood smells like amillion open beer bottles rotting in the hot sun. Stars grabs the table cloth and raps the creature up and ties the newly folded bag shut...



      Mean while back where Swims Like Shark is on his call: "Think about it, we by culture want to have a symbiotic relationship with other life forms, its what we do. But you MR chat empire, your dead, over, gone! The new galactic republic represent humanity now, a alliance with them is a..... hold on I have a more important call....

      yes?.... ok good.

      Good news, you don't have to tempt me to register for a all out war anymore, someone else already captured one alive, its being sent to a lab as we speak. So, while your still on, wanna talk about why test scores on this planet have skyrocketed? Its a funny story really, see, their is this new at sea school program, where students can.....

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    • Swims Like Shark: "Which reminds me of when I was just a child, I single handedly killed a ultraladon with my bear jaws when I was just 12 years old! Oh yes I did! I snuck up on the thing and ripped out one of its gills, then slipped away before it can retaliate, and then I made a second attack and took out its second gill, making it drown. Down it sank to the ocean floor, a look of fear on its face. My family feasted on its meat for 12 months, all of which I spent grounded for risking my life fighting a shark even a adult should not face alone!


      Mean while on the north eastern dwarf continent 400 grabber adults and 4000 juveniles are heading tword the shore...

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    • Swims like shark: "Which is why living hear on Gaeto is such a delight, most people who clam citizenship in places seek and use up jobs, we provide new ones, like seal farming. Seal farming is made so much easier with these delightful land creatures called humans helping us. Don't be fooled, humans can be very useful. For example.... you are still their right mr chatman?"


      Meanwhile as if comical timing on an island a seal washes up on shore, a mark in its flesh and drained of all blood, 4 humans picks it up and examines it.... "22cond we lost this week, I'm calling the navy.".....

      A second human finds a clutch of eggs in a tide pool, suddenly one of the siren seal farmers gets attacked.

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    • Swims like shark: "Anyway chat, its been nice chatting with you, but I gtg, my home station around green dolphin island is under attack, I gotta get back in the water and out of this suit. Be sure to wait until I can be their to kick your ass before invading Aquamarine, ok, by by. No you hang up first, no, you hang up first.... damn it I an't playing this game! *hangs up*.

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    • A Siren knocks on the door of Swims' house

      (Correct me if he is somewhere else)

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    • (By now he easly could be, and some times I give likes to comments simply because I did not think they would happen.)


      Swims Like Shark: "State your name and business, actually just say something so I know your a person and not a monster or part of the wild life."

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    • Siren: My name is Posideous Apatamas Grigar III. And I am here to deliver you a package.

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    • He presses a button to allow the doors to double side slide open, turrets are pointing on the left and right side to both cover fire protect as he comes in and keep un invited parties out.

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    • Posideous: This package contains the newest phase of Rod Rifle.

      Posideous takes out an introductory paper.

      Posideous: The Mk IV Hot Plasma Harpoon Gun, or alternatively the Mk IV Rod Rifle, is a weapon that is mainly used for self defense and hunting. It's ammo source is any of the other Rod Rifle ammunition variants. This package contains an instruction rifle of how to use the rifle, and other necessary subjects.

      Posideous takes out a QuadPad

      Posideous: Sign here.

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    • Inside 85 other Sirens are already present, on the table is large bowls full of sea and land meat wrapped in aquatic vegetation, weapons hang on walls in a stylish mannor almost as if on display but free for anyone to grab, and next to it a forging room full of supplies. On the wall it is written "days since planetary infestation 10"

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    • Hiddenlich wrote: Posideous: This package contains the newest phase of Rod Rifle.

      Posideous takes out an introductory paper.

      Posideous: The Mk IV Hot Plasma Harpoon Gun, or alternatively the Mk IV Rod Rifle, is a weapon that is mainly used for self defense and hunting. It's ammo source is any of the other Rod Rifle ammunition variants. This package contains an instruction rifle of how to use the rifle, and other necessary subjects.

      Posideous takes out a QuadPad

      Posideous: Sign here.

      He singes it, and gives a tip....

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    • Timmy: Swims! You lucky flipper!

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    • Mean while on Industry Island 11: Lord of the Stars and his crew have taken residence in a local tavern. In fact, for military reasons he has completely taken it over. Taxadermed pices of both grabbers and his own battle scared armor is now on many parts of the walls. A fire is going, he resides in a rocking chair sipping on rum.

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    • Ibie Shan Pirate: My Lord, there are reports of silence from the Kanitoba Isles.

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    • Stars: Maby they fell, send a reconnaissance, we will send a strike force if they are out of commission dew to defeat."

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    • The Ibie Shan Pirate approaches three pirates, and tells them to investigate the Kanitoba Isles in Seraphs and report any suspicious activity.

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    • Good thinking, after all, they can't fly. But try not to fly to low, the big ones if their their may be able to harpoon tong you.

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    • (Attention all who chose to participate in this RP, dew to realization that we are at a sireos advantage http://thdf.wikia.com/wiki/File:Why_no_one_else_thinks_my_RPGs_are_cool!.jpg I decided to divide the monster into 3 classes.)


      Small

      Small


      Medeum

      Medium




      Large

      And Large

      )
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    • The Seraphs close in on the Kanitoba Isles.

      Ruutian Pirate 1: *In Kig-Yar* No sign of any hostile activity. It looks just like another day trading here.

      Ruutian Pirate 2: *In Kig-Yar* Communications are still offline from us to the isles. It's not-

      T'vaoan Pirate: OCTOPUS!

      One of the trading ships are pulled under by large tentacles. Other ships soon follow, and little ones get on the shores.

      Ruutian Pirate 1: *In Kig-Yar* My Lord, what are your orders on handling this situation? Those squid things are attacking the trade ships and are now on land!

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    • Lord of the Stars: "We will start with a areal attack, mostly by phantoms high in the sky with gunmen pointing rifles, plasma launchers, and rocket launchers at the beasts, while we wait for the arrival of 10 of our sea ships and 50 of the siren ships with 1000 siren swimmers for support. As soon as they arrive to help close off additional land born enemies we will begin landing ground forces. 280 of them. And I will call in our space carrier to land our secret weapon. I call him, Mechastars!

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    • Ruutian Pirate 1: *In Kig-Yar* Yes sir! We will start a bombing run.

      • The Seraphs enter a V formation, and fly low on the land above a large group of octopodes. The Seraphs fire their projectile cannons and heavy plasma cannons at the octopodes.

      Ruutian Pirate 2: *In Kig-Yar* First land party down. Heading to-

      A medium size octopus jumps on the Seraph, blinding the cockpit

      Ruutian Pirate 2: Get this one off of me!

      The T'vaoan fires his plasma cannons at the octopus, and kills it.

      Ruutian Pirate 2: Okay, lets be higher in the air next time!

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    • The Carrier


      The carrier sits on a asteroid orbiting the planet about 16 times its size, on it is a giant sand castle maker full of concrete for city repair purposes, and a UNSC stile air craft carrier. It picks up the carrier, in it long swords broadswords sabers pelicans seraphs banshees phantoms falcons hornets f-16s f-19s f-34s apache helicopters ranger helicopters 4 modernized 747s with pelican engines and pulse lasers vampires and PT-gunboats to put into the water onboard, as well as 3000 kig-yar.


      It flies down to the fleet and drops the air craft carrier off, then, flies into the middle of the island and drops off a 280ft robot that looks just like Lord of the Stars....


      The sea fleet begins to show up with in binocular distance....


      Mean while Lord of the Stars locks him self in a bathroom and puts on a mask with a built in pair of goggles..... he opens his eyes.... Mechastars opens his eyes.....

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    • The space carrier then returns to orbit and picks up the giant sand castle maker, awaiting a section of town to take enough damage for room to set it down..... in the cargo holds supply to set up a covenant spire to keep out rain and allow the concert to dry..... they await on stand by...

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    • Underwater, the Sirens are having an intense battle with the octopus creatures. From small to large, the octopodes are into a full assault.

      Siren Hoplite: DIE YOU TENTACLE COVERED MONSTERS!

      • The Siren uses his Rod Rifle to kill 5 octopodes before he is killed by a large octopus.
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    • The large one is then struck by the large torpedo of a Siren swordfish class corvette.

      (I gtg its time to pick mushrooms in the forest, sea you when I get back.)

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    • (One more post, more time then I thought.)


      Swims like shark is with a group of 9, the first 2 get distracted by combat, then the next 2, soon he finds in the mass numbers the other 8 distracted while a medium sized one engages him.

      It fires its tong at him, but sirens like the Spartans they still don't know exist have a swift reaction, he blocks with his trident tangling its tong into the forked spear points and huge voltage emites into the tong like if going down a power cord. He then swiftly unsheiths his sword and slices the tong off then resheiths it, the sword send voltage into its flesh as well.

      He first tries heeping distance and draws a harpoon and throws it, it strikes a tentican, he backs and lefts to keep distance and throws the second harpoon, landing it into the center, followed by a 3rd and final harpoon to the mouth.

      He then throws a Ray-dart into the creature, its unremovable spear head impales it, and it emits electric shock into the beast like a fly caught in a zap racket. He then draws a second one, but now the creature is close and swats at him with a tentacle, he doges and stabs the dart into the tentacle.

      4 tenticals swipe at him but he dodges like a prow, then zipping in and impales his trident into the creature zapping it.

      As he flippadefloops back he draws another dart and throws it in, zapping the creature.

      One tentacle nearly grabs him but his jaws clamp on, the creature screams in rage and pain and he alligator rolls ripping off a chunk of its calamari flesh.

      A second tentacle does grab him, but he stabs it with the quills of his back and draws a plasma cutter, cutting the tactical off.

      He then stabs another tentacle with his trident but the trident is also knocked out of his hand and stuck in the monsters flesh, continuously zapping.

      3 of the others finish their fight, one fires a 3-berrel rifle that fires 6 shots per second, barbed spikes glass needles and ball berings, another fires a speargun, the 3rd comes in slicing a tentacle with his sword.

      Swims like shark draws his sword and gives 4 hacks to the tentacle his trident is stuck in hacking it off, he then retrieves it. The creature loses to much blood and sinks into the depths.

      The other 6 join in as a second medium sized one appears as though to avenge its friend, they give swims like shark cover as he goes in, the creature can't focus on all at once. He plants a explosive on the center of the beast and they all swim off, the explosive detonates leaving a pool of blood where the creature was.

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    • (Nikoli here.  Im back again. Im catching up.)

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    • (I see you.)

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    • (My first most successful RP this year http://halo.wikia.com/wiki/Thread:405030 )

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    • A planet covered with vast, extremely deep oceans. A small axial tilt and a low elliptical orbit makes for an
      Gaeto planet

      The water planet of Gaeto.

      almost always constant temperature, driving a predictable and stable weather system. The planet's only major landmass is a small continent in the northern hemisphere, featuring rocky beaches and a thick jungle. Many underwater anomolies have been detected, some huge, but the source of which have never been determined.

      The planet also has very little indigenous life, with 80% of it being a floral-ichthyoid hybrid organism that resembles an Earth whale, but gathers necessary nutrients through the solar rays during the 50 hour day and resting during the 67 hour night. Gaeto has a very wide variety of both sea and bird life. Most people travel by boat on this planet, though aircraft are sometimes used to travel great distances on the planet.

      The orbital period of Gaeto is 1,779 days or roughly 4 Earth years. The Capital of Gaeto is Turesta.

      History

      Gaeto was first discovered in 2469 by Humanity, naming it after the hero of the battle and subsequent pursuit that led to the discovery of the planet.

      In 2478, they established a colony that evolved into a hub for low-end bounty hunting and investing over the course of a decade. After the first years of relative success, an intraplanetary government, the Independant Republic of Gaeto (IRG), was formed. The IRG managed to enforce minimal law on the planet, although there were still noticeable casualty rates, but that has changed since the arrival of the Chat.

      Conflicts

      As of 2557, Gaeto's senate has been in turmoil after the Chat Empire offered to integrate the planet. They formed a Chat presence on the planet, protecting the cities in exchange for laws and regulations. Some see it as tyranny, while others as autocracy at work. The Resistance and Team Heretic Dinofox would get involved and soon lead to The Ambush at Gaeto.

      This planet would also be home to a Delegation held by Karl-591 with the hopes of uniting enough people to help him fight the Chat. While everything did get off to a smooth start, a bomb detonation left the capital in choas and forced Karl to return to the drawing board. Things only got worse when it was realized that Jess McKathy had been abducted.


      • Crises after the war:

      After the war Sirens had clamed citizenship on Gaeto, providing new jobs, decreasing crime, and helping the economy and education rise. But over the years the Chat Remnants have gained power and sought to lessen the power of the New Galactic Republic and infested the water of Gaeto with a life form that was hostile to inhabitants of both land and sea. This was to cripple a faction of the NGP naval power dew to the planets production of ships both sea and space worthy. The Sirens had angered the chat by staying to help fight the monsters that where used to attack the planet, effectively exterminating many of them in the sea. The Sirens make no apology, except that they had been ignorant to how much the chat deserve enemies.

      Lord of the Stars also contributed to helping fight the creatures the chat used to infest the sea. Fighting both in air on land and at sea. Also helping to repair towns.

      After a while the military power of Gaeto softened and the chat activated the lethal gen they put into the creatures they have brought to the planet, and began bombing the planet from orbit as they waited for it to take effect and kill the remaining sea creatures. Then with many cities left extremely damaged they sent in ground forces to clean up the remaining existence. Lord of the Stars and Swims Like Shark have since went into hiding to avoid capture as the planet was slowly retaken. It is believed both never left the planet, and are still covertly fighting the chat, who are now gaining new strengths through Gaeto.

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    • (ok.  I will join when you guys finish killing that group of octopuses.  I am fully caught up.  also my character isn't nikoli.)

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    • Nikoli the rebel wrote: (ok.  I will join when you guys finish killing that group of octopuses.  also my character isn't nikoli.)

      (who says he was?)

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    • (some wait for the RP to live music, I do that usually. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TIE_kt-W_-A )

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    • Complementery of Aquamarine


      This hear is what I will do from now on with any RP I make that has survived to at least 30 posts (wow, talk about a champion, I am satisfied with the results of this one measuring in over 80) before going down with honor as a true warrior. My salute to the Valkyries as they carry this RP to Valhalla.

      Hear, is where the RP evolves into a transcendent RP........ weal, you ever hear of the nostalgia critic? one of his jokes that haven't been video memmed and since I will never bow to goongle minus probably never will, is "OH NO, THE FILM JUST GAVE UP!" Yah remind me to edit this section if that ever happens.

      I, Lord of the Stars, your tri-rank hoast, am hear with your other 2, Swims Like Shark, and a unnamed and faced Gaeto wet navy ship master.

      Gaeto wet navy ship master: "I never had a chance to be a character"

      Stars: "Since this is the first time for those of you who are innocent of not knowing, in the game perminate intercession, Rejected ignored and abandon, the characters of the RP trapped beneath the 4rth wall, are given a chance to be set free and go all out non canon chat with the casts and guests of the play, we know no one would be reading our commentary anyway. So, you first Swims Like Shark, tell me what you think of the post imperial chat?"

      Swims Like Shark: "Weal, I feel they are honorless cowards, they need to except the fact that they lost, because they are ruining our chances of peace between the proven victors. The only thing they will be remembered for is blowing up Lawldrine. Had this RP survived well enough to be made canon, I would have saw to it my people hunt down the post chat who won't take a hint."

      Facless Gaeto Shipmaster: "Question, I noticed we are eating the main enemy type in the game as a snack hear, you sure we should do that? if they been eating our solders blood don't that mean we are eating our solders?"


      Swims like shark: "No, not any more then eating a fish means your eating victims of a ocean liner sinking. Just cut out the stomach. Its just Calamari."

      Faceless caption: "Stars, do you plan to try a next RP?"

      Stars: "Only if I or a character I play is directly invited, and I have no plans to make new RPs unless I have a plan to get people to join and stay their. The RP that survived because I did not make it for example, I will stay on because Fox made it for me. And I am thankful."

      Swims Like Shark: "I wonder if I can join that RP, once the adventure runs out I abandon the area, that's just the dark grey side of my personality."

      Facless wetnavy shipmaster: "Imagine how I feel, I carry on a tradition passed down from my family line since the days of learning logs float, and these days with all the fancy shmancy star ships, most people believe my kind are obsolete old timmers who are getting left behind in technological job kill at our own fault. Just because something swims instead of flies doesn't make it useless."

      Swims like shark: "A similar culture to most people on my planet, even to the point of carrying the family name."

      Stars: "I like these things, ironic they taste so good cooked in a pan with liquor class liquid ingrediance, as alcohol kills them."

      Faceless wet navy shipmaster: "I think I will take my fishermen job change plan. Its mind blowing how often wetnavy sailors don't eat seafood."

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    • Weal, with the death of THDF and the absence of people on any other part of the internet I can do it one, their won't be any Siren RPs ever again. Which is to bad, I wanted to make a parody with the connection leading hear https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LsiNCNKE7kM If anyone played the game, and beat the level, and is actually reading this (when are you people ever going to tell me why you hate my RPs?) the first person to shout Itsa mee, Mario, and then slap me in the face with a fish, gets a free Aquamarine!

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    • Lord of the STARS wrote:
      Weal, with the death of THDF and the absence of people on any other part of the internet I can do it one, their won't be any Siren RPs ever again. Which is to bad, I wanted to make a parody with the connection leading hear https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LsiNCNKE7kM If anyone played the game, and beat the level, and is actually reading this (when are you people ever going to tell me why you hate my RPs?) the first person to shout Itsa mee, Mario, and then slap me in the face with a fish, gets a free Aquamarine!

      That's probably my favorite level theme of all of Mario 64.

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    • Looks like you win,
      Aquamarine-300x300


      As for everyone else https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fvI-olx1dWE&t=20m18s

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    • Lord of the STARS wrote:

      Nikoli the rebel wrote: (ok.  I will join when you guys finish killing that group of octopuses.  also my character isn't nikoli.)

      (who says he was?)

      I was just clarifying.

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    • Swims Like Shark: "And what exactly the bloody hell are we celebrating? with insufficient support, the chat won, they now control Gaeto, and are using it to rebuild their navy! Soon galactic chat war 2 will be prepared, and every country of Aquamarine will be involved in it, including the United Doldrums Clans, who are a disgrace to our species and should not be waging war out side our star system! What kind of fool celebrates defeat?!"

      Lord of the Stars: "In all honesty I kinda regret dethroning the chat, once the rebels won we simply weren't a empire anymore, most contact stayed with in single planets, things went quite and with no cause to band us together we don't even see the need to do anything anymore."

      Swims Like Shark: "So you would rather we be united under a planet exploder then divided and (the wikia die)? are you mad? simply don't give up finding another way to (keep thdf alive) keep the galaxy together. I regret my planet wasn't involved in fighting those, as they say, assholes!"

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    • (has this rp been concluded?  nice rping btw stars.)

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    • (Same to you, I loved your character he was great, just wish you had more time on your hands.)

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    • (I have time but right now I am reviewing the old canon.  i want to make sure the Yoth page is done and over with by the time we start something new.  Right now there are any number of ways we can take the canon.  I would prefer to start off a year after Yoth because then Nikolai Rush will be of fighting age and it gives the team time to regroup.)

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    • (I am just posting these images to make sure I don't lose them. Who knows, maby their will be another RP where they will have use.

      Big Battleship
      All 3 type Swift War Yatch



      At least its easier then trying to make siren ships. I can only manipulate images so well. My computer been worrying me it may crash.)


      Battlecruiser
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    • Nikoli the rebel wrote: (has this rp been concluded?  nice rping btw stars.)

      Swims Like Shark: "Weal, I'll tell you what, my entire species career as a fictitious alien race is other wise over dew to a incredible suckage of the internet, so if your willing to give it a try, go for it, if not, plan F will be anisheated."

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    • Lord of the STARS wrote:

      Nikoli the rebel wrote: (has this rp been concluded?  nice rping btw stars.)

      Swims Like Shark: "Weal, I'll tell you what, my entire species career as a fictitious alien race is other wise over dew to a incredible suckage of the internet, so if your willing to give it a try, go for it, if not, plan F will be anisheated."

      Failed already dew to incorrect computer programing, trying a new plan.....

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    • Swims like shark: "I have gone ahead and resulted to plan M. https://myspace.com/swims-like-shark Yes I know my space sucks, but I'm desperate for a carrier, as is the rest of my species. thdf isn't working out."

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    • alcohol is merely a substitute for benzene

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    • Swims Like Shark: "Pissst, unggoy, this planet was taken over by the chat remnant, who we are at war with. Follow me friend, or they will capture you and either kill you, enslave you, or press you into military services. *puts on something that looks like sunglasses* Come with me if you want to live."


      A 75ft patrol boat comes by in the night, its got many guns, a crew of 35, missiles torpedoes depth charges and anti air lasers. Its 18 spotlights glare off the water like shinny headlight brights in a flooded street during a black out.

      Swims like shark: "Quickly!"

      One lights a cigar, its orange light glows in the night as the thug takes a puff.

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    • geez, sounds like one of them pedophiles substituting a white windowless van with a ship...

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    • Swims Like Shark: *1st and 2cond set of eye lids close and bares teeth* "Hiissss! Pedophiles???? Screw you, My kind have honor. Have fun with the people I tried to protect you from."

      He descends into the water and disappears.


      Moments latter, the gunboats comes closer, you can now see the faces of the chat patrol. Suddenly, one of them puts their spotlight right on you.

      Chat thug: "You their! Halt! Identify your self!"

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    • The solders in the gunboat point a 20mm cannon at you "This is the chat wet navy coast guard, you are to comply with us or we will open fire or arrest you. State your name, where you are from, and your business being hear. If you have contraband we well feed you to the sharks."

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    • MenacePotatoe wrote:
      geez, sounds like one of them pedophiles substituting a white windowless van with a ship...

      this gives me an idea hold on a sec

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    • Get shrekt

      Stars was here

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    • Weal, I did plan on having charmer swing from a rope and carve a C with a rapier like zorro does Zs.

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    • be back soon

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    • Weal, since this RP does classify as a success by modern glory standards, hear is the movie that started it all, no commercials, no deleted content. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SW9IHK7gi7I Editing entry post.

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    • Uh uh

      Lord of the STARS going to abduct some children for an RP spree

      Ahem, Stars, we have busted you. ---->
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    • I don't need to kidnap people just to get them to join my RPs anymore alright? I already regained 2 who will join them, a unggoy fan and a fellow kig-yar fan, and 3 when Michal is back.

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    • "anymore". Police, we have evidence! HAHAHA, they told that old lady she was crazy when she said she saw an alligator-bird thing abduct kids!

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    • The chat gunboat patrol: "Your fun and games where amusing enough to let you preform them a bit longer just to watch, but you have forgotten about us. Now, if you don't comply on the count of 3, we will open fire. ONE.....................

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    • TWO..............THREE...............Nothing's happening. OH SHI-

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    • Chat patrolmen: "Very funny! Fire at will!"

      The 20mm cannon opens fire, chat blaser fire is opened, anti air laser turrets are rotation tword you, 8 of them have Spartan lasers, chat snipers are onboard....

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    • Suddenly Swims Like Shark, who was hiding in a kelp bed having thought you would change your mind by now, draws a sword and slices away some of the kelp to get a clear shot..... then, aims a torpedo launcher at the patrol boat, lets it lock on, locks in the lock and fires a torpedo, then swiftly reloads and fires again, and fires, by the time 8 shots have been fired he then roars loudly.

      Just as the first torpedo begins to hit the first guidance scrambler the sound pounces back and it uses that sonar to home in farther, then automatically switches to dumb shot as it detects the next fields of scramblers, it continues on then explodes.... the ship was shielded....

      The second torpedo following its lead crashes into the shield.

      The 3rd knocks out the shield

      the 4rth strikes hull but does not even scratch the armor

      the 5th does minor damage to its armor

      the 6ths causes the boat to shake and get a minor hull breach

      the 7th causes internal damage and near medium internal damage

      the final strike causes the ships engine to explode and the whole boat from the continues and amplified effect explosion splits in half, the boat begins to sink.


      Chat solders are panicking as the ship is struck, are calling for backup, and attempting to survive their boat going down.

      But soon the chat patrolmen are dead from the shrapnel, the fire, the injuries, and the trauma...


      Swims Like Shark: "Forgive me for seeming to abandon you to them, I thought you'd come around when you realize these men are as dangerous as I had warned you. Now, you can either come with me and I will take you somewhere safe until they are gone, insure you have supplies, possibly help you get off this planet if you wish, or, now that you realize these guys aren't hear to play serf tag ball, I can leave you to try to fend for your self as their backup arrives, which it would be foolish to try to survive alone..... but if you would rather try....


      K gtg

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    • who is "Swims Like Shark"? sounds like a Huragok name.

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    • http://thdf.wikia.com/wiki/Sirens Swims like shark: "If you don't like it you can give me a nick name if you want, but please, decide by the count of a very merciful 24, you want to come with me for a ally for safety, or do you feel you can handle things on your own.?"


      The sun begins to rise creating fog, eliminating off the distant clouds the sky begins to turn the color of red blooded life forms red blood.

      Swims like shark: "Just to let you know, I am not sticking around after the count of 24 because I don't have the weapons and ammo to take on their back up..... Now, One...... Two...... three....."

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    • (Btw from this moment on do this with all non RP content, so I can tell which is which.)

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    • well darn. i should stop prcrastinating. i am trying to graduate from th Gruntiness College

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    • Swims Like Shark: "That class has been canceled and turned into a wet and vacuum naval academy when the chat took over, their a lot more war like now. So, are you in or out? Four.....

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    • Suddenly.... its to late.....


      Swims like shark: Enemy airforce is inbound!"


      A Chat submarine's periscope can be seen in the distance looking right at us...

      Swims like shark: "Enemy spotted!"

      Suddenly 4 destroyers a battle cruiser 12 more patrol boats, and an aircraft carrier can juuuuust barely be made out coming from the fog..... Then, suddenly something is streaking through the water right at us.....

      Swims Like Shark: "Fish is in the water! Evade! Evade!" He swiftly begins to swim away moving about the same speed a warthog would onland.

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    • The Chat War...sounds so drastic

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    • 450 chat starfighters rigged for in atmosphere areal combat can be seen coming tword us... you then notice, Swims Like Shark has given up waiting, and is retreating.....


      (I gtg, please try not to die in your first RP. I can't save you this time.)

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    • Swims Like Shark: *on comms with the others* "Mayday mayday this is Caption Swims Like Shark, I have attempted to rescue a noob from the chat sea patrol but it has gone horribly wrong, requesting light back up to cover my escape, only enough to lose them and return to hiding. Don't let this skirmish turn into a prolonged battle, we don't want them to send in that super star destroyer."

      http://thdf.wikia.com/wiki/Ban-Hammer_class_Star_Destroyer


      From nowhere 40 kig-yar pilots come with halo 4 pelican gunships

      284 siren pilots in seagull fighters come. 200 armed with 10 missiles per wing, 4 rail-chaingins, a lightening cannon, and a large dive-bomb anti-ship torpedo.

      84 seagull fighters rather then torpedoes have aqua-drop-pods, 74 are filled with weapons and ammo they begin dropping along the best retreat line. 10 have sirens in them, 1 armed with a large torpedo launcher, 4 armed with medium torpedo launchers, and 5 armed with light torpedo launchers for back up to help Swims Like Shark escape.

      To hold them off, 34 sea swam gunships show up as well, 2 Jumbo Jumbo sea swan ships 14 sea swam bombers, 10 sea duck bombers, 80 sea swan drop ships, and 30 Jumbo Jumbo sea swan dropships. The 30 jumbo jumbo sea swan dropships deploy jumbo Type-STX Piranha gunboats.


      A voice replying: "Affirmative, we will strike for 13 minuets and 6 seconds to hold them off, then we will run."

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    • 777 Chat Cruisers suddenly appear. "Chat Torpedos in position!"

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    • One of the sirens: "Enemy cruisers have joined battle and are opening up on us, incoming! Evade! fish are in the water say again fish are in the water, Evade!"

      Swims Like Shark has returned to his fighter hole and reloaded 8 more torpedoes into his sheaths, the other 10 have joined him.

      The 2 with heaver launchers lock and fire at the incoming torpedoes,

      the 4 with medium launchers lock on and fire 4 torpedoes all 4 equaling the same amount of damage as the heavy ones

      and the light launchers are locked and fire 10 torpedoes all 10 equaling up to 1 heavy.

      Having launched their attempt to intercept they swim left, down, right, down, double up left left down double right and in repeats as they reload.

      All over planes are being shot down and ships are being hit.

      35 seagull fighters launch all of their missiles while firing rail-chainguns and lightening cannons at the enemy air craft carrier. Its shields collaps after the 4rth loop and then they launch their torpedoes at it. But doing this only 29 managed to launch their torpedoes as the rest where shot down by then. All torpedoes strike hull and it gets 45% damage and hull breaches, but then 20 more are shot down, the remaining 9 go cama casy making the deck of the air craft carrier shutter as they explode onto it. The air craft carrier is now at 57% damage.


      Chat Type-26 Assault Gun Carriage's have joined the battle hovering on water with the use of POWER join the fight making things only worse.

      As the pelican gunships fires Spartan lasers into a chat destroyers shields anti air lasers downs one, and it crashes into the shield as well, 3 more rounds and the shield collapses but now all but 2 of them are already shot down, the pelicans and a sea swan gunship land on the destroyers deck, deploying 85 kig-yar on deck to fight the crew and attempt to hijack the vessel or sink it from onboard.

      In the distance you see one chat destroyer sinking.

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    • do you spend too much time thinking this stuff up? does this hurt you?

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    • The chat aircraft carrier's shields go back up, and it uses a bubble shield ability to put defense over it as the crew and droids onboard scramble to repair the damage.

      As seeing the battle has already excilated, a siren submersible battleship, a siren submersible man-o-war, and a siren submersible battle cruiser, 4 siren submersible destroyers, and 15 siren submersible corvettes make their way to the battle as well.

      They don't stand a chance, but they are hear to send the chat a message or die trying...

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    • Mean while in orbit


      Reseving distress call the chat super star destroyer looks down at Gaetos ocean from orbit, taking one look, they begin to enter atmosphere, going down to join the naval battle at sea from in air. Soon, this fight will all be over.

      Yet the resistance has no plans to surrender.

      The kig-yar now have control of the chat destroyer but now with only a crew of 22. More dropships are attemping to be on the way to supply more crew.

      As the super star destroyer comes in above the clouds, it begins releasing DIE-fighters. http://thdf.wikia.com/wiki/DIE_Fighters

      As it does so, the now kig-yar controlled sea destroyer, 1 800th of the things size, opens fire on it, the fire power piffing uselessly againced its shields. The kig-yar controlled destroyer tries hard to evade, just in the nick of time it successfully dodges a turbo laser blast, though a near miss and boiling sea causes 43% damage....

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    • Now the battle heats up yet again as swimmers are in the water.


      Large swimmer attack wave 5





      MenacePotatoe wrote: do you spend too much time thinking this stuff up? does this hurt you?

      (Its my passion. Gtg.)

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    • All of the sudden the Chat Nukes explode. (seriously, what's with the Chat [insert noun here]?)

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    • Soon only 7% of the resistance forces are left, everyone and everything focuses their fire on the chat super star destroyer.

      The shields laugh it off....

      Chat super star destroyer: *on loud speaker* "Hahahahahahaha! That the best you got? Do you think anyone is impressed with your bravery? Your all a bunch of f$#@%*& morons, look around, the new galactic republic has abandon this planet, forsaken it, left it to us to reclaim from your vain victorious rebellion. You go through all this trouble just to try to cover your retreat after trying to save a noob? What was it that made you think this would all be worth it? You think your pathetic little army can stand up to us? Surrender and join us, have reason, we will let you live to fight the ones who left planets like yours to die."

      But little do the chat know, they have 1 surprise for them. Cloaked by a gigantic covenant tec spire a island is revealed, the last resistance base on all of Gaeto. From launch pads 4 890ft missiles are launched, emp nukes.

      The first one strikes the super star destroyer taking out 35% of its shield, the second stikes it taking out 70% of its shield, the 3rd strikes taking out 5% of its power, the final one strikes taking out 100% of its power causing it to, being in gravity, fall down crashing into the ocean. The force of its splash down cases many remaining sea ships to be washed closer to the mine field and under sea turrets protecting the island base. The massive ship doesn't even sink all the way, forming a artificial island of its own. Broken pieces of its mettle scatter into the sea and water begins flooding into its hull.

      The chat air craft carrier now with no shield no armor and only 24 health, tries to contact head quarters: "Sir, we have found their base!" But the sea and air forces to have been effected by the emp..... Now human naval forces begin to leave the base, 45 boarding craft class frigates.

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    • It's the Chat Sandwich! Oh no the Chat overlord made a sandwich!

      (At this point since I have no clue what's going on I am just coming up with words and putting "Chat" before them)

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    • (No worries, the battle is over, introduction time :)

      The last remaining chat ships have been boarded and captured by resistance security.

      At the dock, Swims Like Shark is with the fort admiral.

      Unnamed human fort admiral: "Swims like shark, you have a lot of explaining to do. You pissed off the chat, then called for help, and lead those bastards right to our base. Your irresponcability just cost us the lives of 94% of our entire f%$!(&) military! The base has not been struck and we still have our 4 space ships, but our sea and air forces are depleted, and what is left is rattled in laser plasma explosive and ballistic damage. And now the f%@#!(_ chat know where we live. The last proper gaetoians on gaeto! This is all your fault, how do you explain your self?"


      Swims Like Shark: "Sir, I except full responsibility. Demote me, fire me, imprison me, execute me, banish me, you have the right, I will not resist. The life of one unggoy I met just this morning. He wasn't going to reply to my attempts to keep him from being spotted by the chat patrol which would lead to farther searches finding us, he almost and probably did get shot and then they wouldn't keep searching this sector, but I sunk the patrol boat trying to save him."

      Unnamed human fort admiral: "A unggoy aye? haven't had one of those on Gaeto for a while. Find him, bring him to safety by force if you have to. And welcome him to Fort Last Hope. Then, I will punch him in the face, I know you would never lie to me."

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    • A class 7 tropical storm has begun 8 miles from where purple and red blood stain the water, sharks and other natural deadly wild life are feeding on dead and wounded humans kig-yar and aquamarinears who have became unrescuable casualties of the war, bits of ships and planes scattering, the winds and waves begin to stir things up as the tropical storm begins to make its final transformation into a hurricane with super cell tornadoes super cell lightening clouds and cloudburst forming all through out it. All sirens still able to save them selves have fled as it will hit the island coast alone in 3 hours, let alone this area.

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    • The sun begins to set.

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    • OMG IT'S THAT CHAT HURRICANE WITH CHAT SNIPERS PERCHED AT THE TOP 

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    • After 17 minuets Swims Like Shark finds the unggoy, he is in the life boat of a sunken chat battleship but the chat who where plucked out of the boat by hungry sea animals. The unggoy who managed to survive unnoticed in the crossfire has managed to get onboard the life boat, but is so traumatized by the sudden random war that he believes the hurricane is just another one of the chats weapons, when in fact, its natural weather the red sky sunrise warned us about, just as sailors would know the sign.

      Already the rain is coming hear and thunder can be heard, but this is just the outer post edge of the storm.

      Swims like shark attaches a rope to the bow of the boat, then to a loop on his armor. "Their you are friend, no worries, I will bring you to a safe shelter, with food, drinks, safety from war, and a methane refinery.... weather you like it or not."

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    • He begins swimming back to the island dock, taking the boat with the unggoy with him.

      "So, unggoy, got a name?"

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    • The life boat soon arrives at Fort Last Hope, 2 humans and a kig-yar help lift you off the boat and onto the shore of the island. Aside from it being the size of Kauai and being 100% turned into a military base, its not unlike that of a stereotypical tropical island. Military and civilian personnel are hard at work getting everything set up to withstand the storm, a possible attack, and prepare dinner.

      Swims Like Shark goes into a crevices in the water under the dock, the doors close, a machine puts him into his land exploration suit then vacuums out the water, elevator lifts him onto the dock, and he comes to greet you on land.

      "So my guest, what you think of our headquarters? Hungry?"


      Suddenly the shield goes over the island, its hint of green blue glow lights things up well, emitted from the gigantic covenant tec spire tower.

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    • Meeeettthhhh...ane...meth-ane....benzene

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    • BTW I'm about to be gone for the day so...bye

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    • MenacePotatoe wrote: (BTW I'm about to be gone for the day so...bye)

      (K bye bye.)

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    • I have a baseball parctice then i'll be going to bed...how do grunts play baseball, you may wonder? THEY don't. I, in all my grunty amazingness, however, do.

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    • MenacePotatoe wrote: (I have a baseball parctice then i'll be going to bed...how do grunts play baseball, you may wonder? THEY don't. I, in all my grunty amazingness, however, do.)

      (CONGLATURATION  !!!)


      The kig-yar humans and Swims Like Shark escort the unknown unggoy to the barics, they then put him in a cryo pod unexpectedly.

      A human: "Sorry unggoy, but your methan tank is dangerously low, you will die long before we get a methane refinery set up. Your dinner will be saved for you, and next dinner. You must have been through a lot. You are one lucky SOB lucky to have survived (the greatest battle thdf has had in 2 years.) such a big ass battle."

      Theirs a hissing sound, then you fall asleep.

      A human admiral: "So what do you think of our new little funngoy hear Caption?"

      Swims Like Shark: "By the gods he is an odd one, and he is no warrior, but I am glad he is safe, and his ability to have survived all that with out a scratch must mean he has some skill, even if its running or hiding that can still keep civilians alive."

      The human admiral: "Forgive me if this seems harsh oh ye great fishermen, but I say if he doesn't find some way to contribute to this city, throw him back. I mean well but building this methane tank will be expensive, and we need all the resources we can get for repairs for ships armor weapons and planes, rebuilding those things as well, and don't even get me started on the K.I.A. and W.I.A. I doubt we will survive the next chat attack, this storm alone may down our shields and damage Fort Last Hope, and if all else fails, we will have to rig this entire island to blow and get out of hear, let the space privateers weaken their space forces while we launch Operation Taste Of Their Own Medicine. "

      "This unggoy has a destiny ahead of him, his life better be worth all this. For the sake of us all."

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    • Mean while report has arrived to the 7 admirals of Fort Last Hope, The siren forces have engaged in a retaliating invasion of Moris http://thdf.wikia.com/wiki/Thread:30618

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    • 5 hours latter....

      A Orange coat walks in and says: "Good news, the methane refinery will be ready in less then a day, I am instructed to *set his cryo pod timer* to when it will be ready. When he awakens we are to give him his dinner, his breakfast, his lunch, and a new unggoy back tank full of methane to begin his day with..... Then he will be given a sires of tests to find his talents. My shift is over for the next 7 hours, I will get some sleep. "hands another orange coat he was a clip board* But your shift just started. Hear is the list of repairs."

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    • I think I have formulated some Huargok names. you know how they are named in relation to others?

      "Cooler than You" (Not that hard)

      "Better Than You" (No Comment)

      "Sexier than you" (Probably not a lie)

      "Hotter than Your Sister" (Wut)

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    • Swims Like Shark: "I am not a huragok, what ever that is, I am a proud beautiful majestic Aquamarinear."


      ( http://thdf.wikia.com/wiki/Aquamarine )

      you are given a new methane tank A large platter of food is set before you, crab, lobster, pot roasted pork, something that looks and smells like corn on the cob, lamb and cabbage stew, toast, moa eggs pancakes, and a bowl of icecream.

      Swims Like Shark: "So, how did you sleep? Ready to start your day unggoy?"

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    • I am rather ready to start

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    • Swims Like Shark: "Excellent. Now, I would like you to fill out these questions about your self....

      Name:

      How you got hear:

      Age:

      Gender:

      Occupation:

      Talents:

      Gear:

      Life expectancy:

      Are you alone:

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    • Name: Potato

      How I got Here: Who knows

      Age: undisclosed. TBH I kind of lost track

      Gender Male

      Occupation none

      Talents: breathing methane and Benzene

      Gear: shotgun, sniper rifle

      Life Expectancy: who knows?

      Am I alone: yes

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    • Swims like shark records what Potato has said.


      "Welcome to Fort Last Hope. Would you like to have a look around?"

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    • meh

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    • Swims Like Shark guides potato out the door with him. Outside its afternoon, the storm has passed, their is a semi busy road with construction vehicles, tanks and armored cars, trucks with crates, the houses are 450% fortified versions of what houses normally look like with 3 stories balconies with telescopes on each, and 3 story basements with a heavy duty concrete foundation and a volt leading to a underground bomb shelter. Kig-yar and human police patrols and guards are heavy duty through out the streets, each of these brave solders heavily armed and armored with their uniform draped over their armor so you can't even tell they are armored. Soon, you are lead to a great plantation not far from the building we exited.

      "This is where we get our land food, dates, bananas, garlic, cabbages, peppers, potatoes, the delicious berries the kig-yar genetically engineered, beta maximus swamp berries, and their is a plant from my home planet. On my home planet land is very rare, but, their is a palm tree that grows nuts larger then basket balls, with milky meat, and unlike coconuts have no laxative effect, no hollow spot, but like coconuts it has a husk that can be used for making rope. We also have thorn beasts, oxen, buffalo, beta maxumus wild boar, moa, sheep and goats as livestalk." He leads you back to the dock, workers are bustling.

      "Our harbor hear is the pride and joy of the island, our ships consist of 45% fishing vessels, 42% cargo vessels, 2% ocean weather ships, and since yesterday, only 8% warships. In all we have 2534 ships. Their is no better way to make money then to be a dock worker, or an airforce machanic. Our air force base is half surrounded by and half behind it, visible over their. It consist of 70% cargo planes, and 30% military. That's 4500 air crafts in all."

      He shows you the mess hall: "This hear is where the town comes for lunch, you can pick it up to go or sit and eat as a community. However, their is a second half of the base that surrounds the island under the sea, that's where I go for my meals."


      "And this hear is the wall, the police army fire department and ambulance stations are all along this wall, the wall is our secondary defense on the land part of the base if they get past the under sea part, the sea mines, the ships, and the bases force field shield bubble."

      A section of wall

      He then takes you to a doormen volcano in the middle of the island, their are 2 kig-yar police guarding the entrance to the mining tunnels. At the top of the mountan sits a 587 story tall covenant spire tower. "This, is the spire that emits a 4 layer shield around the entire island, 2 layers 450 yards in front of the wall, 2 layers 80 feet behind the wall. If enemy forces penetrate the first 2 layers, the fort batteries open up, and they pack a lot of fire power! The spire also holds 4 spaceships in a slip space pocket using a teleportation relay, and at the bottom of the tower basement as well as the top of the tower are 2 star gaits that lead to the palace in New Eden.

      he leads you to the main hospital in between the end of the farm and a big building that looks like a cross between the USA white house and a old time Scottish castle, but protected by plasma and laser turrets and police with RPGs plasma launchers and sniper rifles on the walls and at the gait, figuring by now your feet is sore he shows you a 7 story tall 7 story basement house and 8 balconies with, so far, nothing inside...

      He takes you to the 7 story house "It is finished, this, is your methane refinery. aka, your house. Its empty now, because you need to earn money and buy your stuff. But for now heat and electricity is home produced and free, but their is 1 computer on a desk and a bed next to it with free local internet. Hear, is your key card. It comes with 2 airlock doors for a front door, to insure your air does not escape. Your yard is 455ft wide and has 15ft high 4ft thick stone walls as home security. I gtg, I need to get out of this suit and back in the water.

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    • Potato says, "damn that's heavy fortification!" 

      Then, he inquires of why exactly Swims like Shark is being so kind, even going as far as to give him a Methane Refinery/house

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    • Swims Like Shark: "Because we need all the help we can get our selves, the chat has taken over this planet and we are the last of the resistance. Besides, it will only last a few more days, soon we will be leaving this planet for Operation Taste Of Their Own Medicine. Which will be declassified to the public in 15 more minuets. If I where to leave you out their, eventually you would have died. So, would you like to run a combat simulation? You said you have weapons, i'd like to see how well you use them."

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    • Swims Like Shark: "Until then, I have volunteered to be your mentor until we are sure you can handle things on your own."

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    • "I like the sound of that operation..."

      "If I have weapons and ammo, I will be happy to slaughter thousands of Chat Enemies. Unless they are Unggoy"

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    • Swims Like Shark: "Their are no unggoy among them. so, ready to take to the rec room?"

      He leads you to a academy building.

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    • The duo enter the building and soon find them selves in a gem room. Theirs basket ball stuff, football stuff, bowling stuff, stuff for playing shaks, and a few other different sports all over the star quadrant.


      Swims Like Shark: "Lets start with something easy, 12 chat troopers http://thdf.wikia.com/wiki/Chat_Trooper 6 chat snipers http://thdf.wikia.com/wiki/Chat_Sniper and a chat heavy trooper http://thdf.wikia.com/wiki/Chat_Heavy_Trooper "


      He goes into the stadium over seer room, and begins working the controls. A bright green light shines over all the walls....

      Suddenly, you find your self in a junglish swamp on the mountan tops, a sky above you with twin moons and a Saturn like planet in view, the sounds of alien wild life echo through out the forest.

      Swims like shark: *on speaker* "Their in their, find them and take them out before they find you and take you out."

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    • (gtg)

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    • Meanwhile deep in the island mine


      Workers and robots are harvesting mettles and bringing them to the great factory at the heart of the doormen volcano.

      The factory is hard at work smelting shaping and assembling the mettles...

      Extra mettle as cargo is actually being brought inside the mine to the factory as well.

      The factory is set to begin production for exactly 178 hours, producing DX droids, XD droids, robotic shrimp, unnamed multipurpose robots, and front line fighters.

      As it does so all fishing ships are being outfitted with crab pot drop/retrieval gear, and all barges and freighters being outfitted with cranes, all 3 of these ship classes listed as small medium and large have crew loading huge crates onboard them. The crates are labeled "Danger, warning extreme danger, do not open." The ships will be ready to go and drop their cargo into the sea in 10 days.

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    • "So what do I do? When do we start?"

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    • 12 chat troopers  6 chat snipers  and a chat heavy troopers come out from behind a patch of bushes, they spot you and prepare to open fire. 
      

      Swims like shark: *on coms* "The simulation has begun, defend your self!"

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    • Potato: "What Simulation!? "

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    • A chat trooper headshots you.....

      Swims like shark: "Sorry little buddy, but your out. Guess I shoulda taken it a bit easier on you since you are new."

      The room returns to normal. A human hands you a bottle of water.

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    • (Don't worry friend, you will get use to it, it takes time and practice. I remember my first time joining thdf. You actually do pretty good compared to that ;)

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    • I'm busy I'll reply a little later

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    • how depressing...killed by a chat sniper on my first simulation. :(

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    • Swims like shark: "No worries little guy, with practice you will get a hang of it, half of its my fault, I should have asked if you where ready first. But I would kindly suggest improving reaction time. In the water my reaction time is faster then sound when starting with when something to react to is detected, but on land I am vulnerable even to the easy setting."

      "Now, let me know when your ready for round 2, and I will let you pick the difficulty."

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    • not quite ready...just need to hack the system so i can tell what's comin-i mean mentally prepare

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    • Swims like shark: "I'll get the toothbrush and mop water."

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    • Potato: "are you making me do chores?"

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    • Swims like shark: "Chores will come eventually, but, if you hack the simulation that is a offence number 3-14.8 aka cheating training, which can lead to several different punishments unless a good lawyer can convince them to have that be your talent its self."

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    • Swims like shark: "Seriously though if you do have hacking skills, you will be highly valued, we are in short supply of hackers these days."

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    • Potato: "as long as I don't have to do chores I suppose I could hack"

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    • Swims like shark: "If your elite enough you may just eat lobster and kelp while over seeing people doing your chores for you. Now, their are simulations you are suppose to hack. If we still lived in the days kig-yar hated unggoy and where bullies to them, this simulation, if you ace this test if a kig-yar so much as gave you a dirty look the others would beat him up for the next 4 months."


      Now, in this simulation, your in a pirate crew, the chat guards are already dead, but the chat have set the ship to self destruct to avoid it being captured and added to the fleets of the good guys as anti chat military. The count down is 20 minuets 34 seconds, if you hack the computer in any way shape or form and shut off the self destruct, then hack the fail safe to allow the crew to use the ships engine, your victory reward is a big cake all for you. As soon as you say the word ready, it will unpause."

      Suddenly you find your self in a chat starship with a computer in front of you. The scenery smells of fried flesh and burning mettle, theirs a space pirate holding a fire extinguisher frozen in running animation. Theirs a dead chat elite heavy guard with his hand on the big red button.


      "Now, don't hack, until it unpauses."

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    • Potato: "Lobster...when do I start?"

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    • Swims like shark: "I set the computer to your voice command, say the word ready, and you start."

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    • "Ready"

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    • The timer begins counting down, crew start running around, some rushing to rife pods in case this don't work out.

      Count down: "Ship to self destruct in 20 minutes 34 seconds..... 33 32...."

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    • Potato: "well dang"

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    • (Be back soon)

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    • Computer: "15 minutes until self destruct."

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    • Potato hacks system, causing the sekf destruct device to explode in an EMP manner, neutralizing the threat.

      Potato: "hehehehe"

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    • Swims like shark: *On simcom* "Good, now hack the security engine shut down and you win."

      The simulation crew have calmed down and start cleaning up and repairing the ship, some go into the ships kitchen.

      A ally pirate in the simulator: "Job well done hacker, now soon as we get this ships engines running again we will be free for celebrating this glorious victory."

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    • Potato: "glorious victory...will there be benzene?"

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    • (I don't have a canon source for that, sorry.)

      The ships engines online and the ship repaired the pirates begin taking the captured ship back to base. a kig-yar wearing a funny white hat thing walks in carrying a cake, the simulation ends, the cake is real. He sets the cake down on a real table, salutes, and leaves the room.

      Swims Like Shark: "Rewards all yours friend, and don't worry about sharing with me, cake isn't part of my natural diet."

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    • Swims Like Shark: "And when you are done with the cake, I got something even better for dessert :) http://www.bestwesterncharlottetown.ca/sites/default/files/images/blog/lobsters.jpg )

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    • Swims Like Shark: "You did good on the test my friend, when your done with your meal and break you can come with me for briefing on our plans to retake Gaeto, or you can return to the simulation any time you want. http://thdf.wikia.com/wiki/Board:Non_Canon_Roleplaying As our new hacker since we are in short supply, you may be granted some body guards rather then facing direct combat class requirements. Now, you know your way around, I need to take a break from this exo suit and get back in the comfortable water where I belong. See you soon. If you max out your first tier of quota in training, you will win a prize of new armor. If you want someone to brief you on Operation Taste Of Their Own Medicine, ask someone in this room I am about to leave. If you need something from me again, use your coms, if you need to visit me in person, get to a public submersible transport shuttle."

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    • I want someone to brief my on the Operation

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    • A kig-yar shows up: "Ah, an honor to meet our new hacker. Come with me, and I will show you...."

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    • The kig-yar: "My name is Gar'ruut. Now, 4 months and 20 days ago the chat have unleashed on this planet a monster that could only be described as a horror comedy come to life. Frank, show him the holographic diagram." (its not canon that this is what is shown https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SW9IHK7gi7I but a video of them attacking a harbor with coast guard defenders is.) "We could have fought them off, but we had insufficient support from out allies the new galactic republic."

      "After we where distracted and weakened they then made orbital strikes while activating the lethal gen in the monsters, and waited for them to die off."

      "Weal, we have cloned them."

      You watch as a crate that says "Danger warning extreme danger do not open" is carried by to be loaded onto the ships. "Now, having loaded embros of the planets wild life, we are going to use the same terroristic tactic to wipe chat military off the planet, we will make them have to deal with what they put us through as we evacuate the planet, leaving a shield around this base and droids to guard it. I know it may be said 2 wrongs don't make a right, but when the chat finish digging them selves in it may be hundreds of years until we can reclaim this planet.

      As the chat fight the infestation on the planet, our privateers will keep their space forces in the system weak. When the monsters have consumed all the blood on the planet and die or are killed off by the chat, we will reseed the planet and recolonize. This operation begins in 54 hours. So by then I hope your ready, we will take all we can evacuate on a nice star sailing cruise for a few months, then, we will return to this base when the neo infestation is over, and the chat have paid for doing this to us first."

      "Got all that?"

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      • what the hologram video did show however*.


      Hiddenlich wrote: The Seraphs close in on the Kanitoba Isles.

      Ruutian Pirate 1: *In Kig-Yar* No sign of any hostile activity. It looks just like another day trading here.

      Ruutian Pirate 2: *In Kig-Yar* Communications are still offline from us to the isles. It's not-

      T'vaoan Pirate: OCTOPUS!

      One of the trading ships are pulled under by large tentacles. Other ships soon follow, and little ones get on the shores.

      Ruutian Pirate 1: *In Kig-Yar* My Lord, what are your orders on handling this situation? Those squid things are attacking the trade ships and are now on land!


      (good night.)

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    • Potato: (yawns) "what next?"

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    • Gar'ruut "Sleepy are ya?"

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    • Potato: (yawns again) (sarcasm) "Nooooo. I'm just yawning because I'm wide awake!"

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    • Gar'ruut: "You may return to your home for some sleep. Theirs plenty of free time available now."

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    • "Sleep well, but if you hear a alarm grab a weapon and report to the nearest platoon."

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    • potato: *sleeps*

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    • Gar'uut takes a smallish bottle out of a sack on his belt filled with red liquid with a small amount of green and blue liquid mixed into it giving it a slight hint of purple, he removes the cork and drinks it, then giving the glass to a robotic shrimp to recycle it. He heads to his room for a rest.

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    • potato (sleep talking): "robotic shrimp? wtf?"

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    • Snark, a Ruutian pirate,  taps Potato on his chest.

      Snark: *Cough* Do you have any *Cough* blue spices from RAAKACHOO!

      • Blood splatters all over Potato's chest, and Snark falls his own back unconscious
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    • Potato: "wtf!?"

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    • .*3 medics pick him up and carry him off snark.*

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    • potato: "carry who off!?"

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    • Meeting schedule the crabbing ships, barges, and freighters set out to sea, on board the crates full of Grabber eggs that say on them "Danger, warning extreme danger, do not open." The ships are being crewed entirely by robotic crew members, the button to open the hatch on the crates is code protected and onboard a covenant combat cruiser held in a slip space pocket by a teliporter relay in the spire. The ships will not actually be unloading the cargo until order is sent in 18 hours. Eggs will not hatch until wet, and inside the crate it is dry.....


      Mean while at the base we still have plenty of time to do as we please hear in Fort Last Hope. But cargo will begin being loaded to the spire in 10 hours, all hands for helping pack our bags for evac.

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    • Potato: "is fort last hope your only fort?"

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    • A human orange coat with a broom: "Yes, its the last one the chat haven't found, or at least it was, they are no doubt planning their invasion right now. God help us if they come in hear with 3 super banhammer class destroyers. But now the spire is and has been generating a amount of energy to keep a shield over the whole island for a whole year and 2 months, and if they get past that the island will be guarded by robots. If they take over the island while we are gone their is a 380 mega ton nuke in the root of the volcano that will destroy the base, but cause the volcano to spew up raw material to mine when we go back to rebuild. Weather or not the base is still hear when we return, we will renhabit the planet chat free."

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    • Potato: "What kind of robots?"

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    • The orange coat *as he begins sweeping* "All of them."

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    • Potato: (sarcasticly) "you're killing be with the details"

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    • He sets the broom on the wall a moment and takes out his cell phone, and goes to a Wikipedia entitled "Robot classes of the galaxy" http://thdf.wikia.com/wiki/Category:Droids

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    • Potato: "that's cool"

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    • The barges the crabbing ships and the freighters droid crew receive the orders, as they sail onward engines at 80% full speed the cranes pick up the crates and set them onto the conveyer plates at the sides of the boats and begin dropping them into the sea. Following at about the speed you read to hear per crate deployment....


      The cranes pick up the next crate, brings it to the side of the boat, drops it in.

      In each crate all eggs are fertilized with the cloned embryos so that only 1 of them is a male, and each ship small medium and large in their crates is a sized version of the beast matched to be evenly matched in a fight againced a ship and its crew while grabbing with tentacles the size of the one deploying them..


      The cranes pick up the next crate, brings it to the side of the boat, drops it in.


      The cranes pick up the next crate, brings it to the side of the boat, drops it in.


      The cranes pick up the next crate, brings it to the side of the boat, drops it in.


      The cranes pick up the next crate, brings it to the side of the boat, drops it in.


      The cranes pick up the next crate, brings it to the side of the boat, drops it in.


      The cranes pick up the next crate, brings it to the side of the boat, drops it in.


      As the crates fall into the water each one is water proof is strong and is cushioned by a wall of bio degradable packing peanuts on the inside. The crates descend into the deep deep waters and lay hidden on the ocean floor with cloaking devices in the outer most layer of the crates to keep them safe. The big button to open them will not be pressed until everyone is evacuated. Operation Taste Of Their Own Medicine begins now, all personal civilian and military will begin preparation for evacuation in 15 minuets.

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    • Potato: "Crabs..."

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    • Swims Like Shark returns wearing his land exploration suit: "Weal my little friend, it is time. You have a choice to make now, you can ride in the covenant carrier, one of the covenant cruisers, the unsc spirit of fire class colony ship, in a Jumbo Jumbo sea swan gunship, and having your own room or having a/multiple roommates. What's your preference as we make our evacuation?"

      The whole base is bustling with activity, most people of many shapes and sizes begin to head toward the spire, others begin to head for Jumbo jumbo sea swan gunships.

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    • Potato: "Covenant carrier, of course!"

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    • Potato: "it'll be just like when I was working with the covenant!"

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    • Swims Like Shark: "Excellent choice, as it is the most powerful ship in the fleet, it will be the safest ride should we be attacked while in space. And its where I will be."

      All remaining sea ships begin to surround the island to best of their number with all droid crews just inside where the shield will be when it goes up and all organics have left.

      Swims Like Shark begins to head toward the spire. Gar'ruut is with in eye distance as well, the elderly hybrid 20% tavo'ian 20% ibish'ian 60% ruutian is with 40 other kig-yar, his own little posy.

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    • Potato: "greaaat...we'll likely be attacked. and there are multitudes of kig-yar."

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    • Soon all 500 Jumbo Jumbo sea swan gunships take off leaving the island, all remaining at the base enter the spires teleportation relay into the ships, a covenant carrier, 2 covenant cruisers and a unsc spirit of fire class colony ship. The ships all loaded up exit the slip space pocket appearing in the sky and begin to take off. As they pick up speed they enter a slip space portal. Just as the fleet enters slip space the spire activates, a green glowing shield goes over the whole island, the robots take over where we left off. As the ships fly off, the code is put in and the button pressed, the crates begin to open under water, as the monster eggs get wet they begin to hatch. Operation taste of their own medicine has begun.

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    • Swims Like Shark: "Don't worry, unlike your covenant day kig-yar these ones are a warrior culture, and almost all of them have long forgotten their kind use to despise unggoy. In this universe to much has happened since those days for them to still hold grudges."

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      • A Sangheili peace keeper is patrolling the area to prevent any outbursts of violence
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    • Hiddenlich wrote:

      • A Sangheili peace keeper is patrolling the area to prevent any outbursts of violence

      A shipmaster on coms: "You might want to get off the island fast noble sangheili, we where not warned you where their and their will be many vampire sea monsters lose, chat solders panicking, and as a peace offering to the end of the Siren Yutja secret war, the Yutja have been welcomed to make sport of the event when it kicks off."

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    • (gtg)

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    • Potato: "are there any methane storage units around here?"

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    • Lord of the STARS wrote:

      Hiddenlich wrote:

      • A Sangheili peace keeper is patrolling the area to prevent any outbursts of violence
      A shipmaster on coms: "You might want to get off the island fast noble sangheili, we where not warned you where their and their will be many vampire sea monsters lose, chat solders panicking, and as a peace offering to the end of the Siren Yutja secret war, the Yutja have been welcomed to make sport of the event when it kicks off."

      (The peace keeper is on the cruiser)

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    • MenacePotatoe wrote: Potato: "are there any methane storage units around here?"

      "Yes, methane has many resource uses as well as being breathable to you, you will have plenty to breath, and I will have my water."

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    • Hiddenlich wrote:

      Lord of the STARS wrote:

      Hiddenlich wrote:

      • A Sangheili peace keeper is patrolling the area to prevent any outbursts of violence
      A shipmaster on coms: "You might want to get off the island fast noble sangheili, we where not warned you where their and their will be many vampire sea monsters lose, chat solders panicking, and as a peace offering to the end of the Siren Yutja secret war, the Yutja have been welcomed to make sport of the event when it kicks off."

      (The peace keeper is on the cruiser)

      (Oh.)

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    • Potato: "Now another question: 'Do you have any benzene?' I'm out of the lovely lung gold!"

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    • Kig-Yar: There is an Unggoy cafeteria/resupply section of this cruiser. That's your best bet, otherwise you could ask the Cargo Manager about the recent shipments.

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    • MenacePotatoe wrote: Potato: "Now another question: 'Do you have any benzene?' I'm out of the lovely lung gold!"

      Swims Like Shark: "Yes, gold is very valuable on my home planet, gold is how we produce electronics better then all other factions in the galaxy, even the ones far more technologically advanced. Theirs a large amount of condensed purified weight lightened gold in almost all of our electronics. Check this out, *hands him a battery* This battery is only about the size of a grape fruit right? Weal, you know why it weighs exactly 800 pounds? Because its so full of electricity that its heavy, fully depleted of energy that cube only weighs about as much as a base ball. That's what my species can do. btw you can keep that."

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    • Potatoe: "Swims Like Shark, I was referring to benzene in that manner because it feels so good!"

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    • Swims Like Shark: "So in other words, your on drugs? I'm going to have to scan you before letting you drive if we are in a vehicle together. Can you drive?"

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    • (I have never seen a more menacing potato.)

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    • Lord of the STARS wrote:
      Swims Like Shark: "So in other words, your on drugs? I'm going to have to scan you before letting you drive if we are in a vehicle together. Can you drive?"

      Potato: "well yes I can drive! and it's not like it's drugs, right?"

      http://halo.wikia.com/wiki/Benzene

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    • Swims Like Shark: "I'm a warrior, not a scientist. And idk, my lungs are only used for vocalization, I use my gills to breath. So forgive me if I am clueless as to what its like."

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    • Potato: "like heaven on-well, I was going to say 'earth' but, well...'heaven on wherever I am' is more like it."

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    • Swims Like Shark: "We are going to Planet Ghost Town. But respect the archeological artifacts, a unknown alien race went extinct on that planet before they could become space faring from home world pollution, we must respect peoples grave yards."

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    • Potato: "then shouldn't it be called 'ghost planet'?"

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    • "Yes"

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    • Potato: "then why isn't it?"

      (btw going to bed)

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    • Swims Like Shark: "Idk, its just the name they picked. I gtg, I am sleepy."

      Swims Like Shark goes down the hall way and enters a elevator, the door opens on the next deck and he enters the door 2 doors down the hall on the left. As the door closes it airlocks between the hallway and the room, and the airlock room fills with sea water. A machine takes off his landsuit and he swims freely, happy to be able to wiggle his tail and flippers with ease again. The next door opens letting him in a big room laid out for him with some kelp native to Aquamarine in it, some bottom feeder cleaning animals, tinny fish that look like the kind of goldfish you find in a bowl exept their silver and suppose to be that size, and a comfortable bed in the middle of the wall laying broadside.

      The second door closes and locks behind him. He gets some sleep.

      (good night.)

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    • Potato: (wakes up)

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    • You smell a beautiful mix of breakfast smells coming from the mess hall, mixes of foods from over 80 different planets.

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    • Potato: "Mmmm..."

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    • 7 kig-yar have their breakfast, they invite you to come sit with them.

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    • They..... invite you to come sit with them harder....

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    • One of the kig-yar: "Never mind him, he's a halo veteran, he probably thinks we just want to invite him to be had for breakfast. *sigh* the days our eyes where so blinded by hate that we could not see we where one and the same."

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    • Potato: (A little weirded out...)

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    • One of the kig-yar: "Its ok, hey I know, maby if we start off properly. Our names are"


      "And I am"

      "And I am"

      "this is" "He's"

      "And I am"

      Your Squad


      "Your the new computer expert yes? Lets get down to business. We hear you haven't been doing all that good filling your training quota. Weal, we would like to volunteer to team up with you and help you score higher againced the chat mods in the S.V.R. simulation. After lunch, you want to play fire fight survival mode?"

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    • Potato: "i suppose..."

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    • Taka the Elderly Grunt: Finally! A young person is here! I thought I was the last Grunt that would ever live on this ship!

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    • (Good idea)

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    • Hiddenlich wrote:
      Taka the Elderly Grunt: Finally! A young person is here! I thought I was the last Grunt that would ever live on this ship!

      Potato: (panicks) "well, uh, gotta go! Bye!" (leaves)

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    • Taka goes after him

      Taka: WAIT! STOP! I JUST WANT TO LOOK AT YOU! I HAVE BEEN LIVING HERE FOR 25 YEARS!

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    • Yip: "My my, he's quite a skittish one isn't he?"

      Vork: "I almost wonder if he belives him self to be lost in a world he doesn't fully comprehend."

      Chu: "He's new, he will get use to things, they always either do, or have a phycotic episode. Which ever."

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    • The fleet suddenly comes to a stop, in the distance another fleet of ships appear, 5 that look like large sharks, 10 that look like a fish on par with barracudas of real world earth, 20 that look like crocogator sea gar. The ships slowly approach the fleet.... with in 24 minuets they are right next to our only 4 ships. Then, they turn, forming into a V formation with the carrier in the middle and the colony ship just behind it. Then, all ships begin moving again, the new ships coming with us as new members of the fleet.

      Dia'ru: "Gotta hand it to them, they where right on time."

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    • potato: (hiding in the restroom)

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    • A female kig-yar is humming a lullaby her mother once sang to her in the nest. She walks up to the door and sees the little sign says "occupied". Just to be sure someone didn't lock it on the way out by mistake she knocks on the door firmly yet gently.

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    • Potato: "why is that relevant? Swims like Shark, are you just trying to slip in stuff about female kig-yar?"

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    • (congratulations, you have built a bridge between the forth wall and the RP stood in the middle and shouted ununderstandables.)

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    • (thank you, thank you)

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      • A slipspace portal opens, and an orange CSO-class supercarrier comes out of it. It opens fire on the Kig-yar commanded cruiser
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    • Potato: "well this sucks"

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