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  • AKA the final evac fleet sequel.


    In a humiliating defeat despite light allied protection from kig-yar and Aquamarinear forces, Gaeto has been conquered by the chat remnant by use of cowardly tactics. All who can and did not wish to be ruled by the chat fled to various places in space. All but one splinter group fleet. Fort Last Hope. Deciding ah what the heck its this or a hundred year war to reclaim Gaeto they launched "Operation Taste Of Their Own Medicine." Apon final operation the fleet has set off to Planet Ghost Town where for over a decade teams have been making final clean up of the water and air and building settlements away from any remaining native cities to avoid unauthorized handling of the artifacts.

    Preserving history and finding out, as well as fixing the planet to support larger amounts of life, it is time to find out the lost secrets. Who where these people? what did they look like? What was it to led up to their final moments where they slipped forever into extinction from their own population and pollution? How did they live in their days? How close did they come to finding a solution to the end of their world? What could they have done differently?


    This transmittion is interrupted, we apologies, but we must warn you that a large number of chat warfleets are on their way to destroy the colonists before they can dig in and establish proper colonization. Wishing to expand and reclaim their lost power, the chat also wish to colonize this planet.

    Mission: Defend the frontier. Try to avoid ruins and artifacts being lost in the cross fire of the battle competing for colonization of the planet. While trying to preserve history try to also keep the envirment from being damaged, if the envirment takes to much damage the planet won't be inhabitable for sentient life, or at least be knocked to a lower planet echelon status. Defend friendly fleets that try to come in, fend off foely fleets that try to come in. Defend forts. Defend living presence military and civilian. Also the native people may have had primitive technology, but if by some rare chance artifacts are found that can make effective weapons, use of them is expectable if needed to survive.

    Also you may think defending artifacts may not be important now, but I assure you, it has a chance of raising money to afford better defenses and offenses. If not to preserve history, at least for money to fund war.

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    • Though damaged the fleet make it safly to the planets atmosphere, they head to designated coordenents to land all ships. The siren ships however go their separate ways as they wish to land in a lake 4 miles from ours where teams have confirmed the water is sanitized.

      Ship innercom: "We have arrived at the "'legendary"" (and foks I say that to try to make it more exiting, as ya know, landing on a alien planet is nothing new) Planet Ghost Town. True to its name nearly all native life on the planet, died. But we won't. Do note their is still acid rain once in a while and the stench of unclean air from the pollution left by the civilization who where once alive hear over 300 years ago, for those of you who aren't tough enough to handle it or are use to high quality air, we do have filter breather masks, they will make it smell like your on a nice rainforest planet. For those of you who are aquatic I would recommend staying close to base camps and town construction sights as all sea life died on the planet from trash flowing into the water, and, you will get a bit hungry. Native life forms on land include moss, grass, .... I think that's a shrub..... that looks like a rodent.... is that a ant? I am just going to shut up now after I tell you, be polite to crew as they help you get off onto land/water. Not that you need it, its just a chivalry tradition with passengers and ships.

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    • "Well this place is a waste land! can someone remind me of the mission we are on i kinda fell asleep during the breefing"

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    • Swims Like Shark: "Ah hello, nice to meet you, I am Caption Swims Like Shark, and this is my friend Drill Sergeant Gar'uut, and Hacker Potato is.... around somewhere...."


      "Anyway our mission is to colonize this dumpy waste of a planet and bring in wild life and lower the remnant-pollution to fix this place up and make it desirable, and, not die from another army who want this planet more then we do. And something about trying to learn about the bastards who caused this planet to be undesirable. I say forget them, if I screwed up my own planet and got my self killed doing it, I would want to be forgotten, to be remembered for it would just be cruel!"

      Gar'uut: "Welcome to Planet Ghost Town. I already hate this planet. *takes a drink* but I have planted a few plants just to test the soil, and surprisingly, its actually pretty fertile. The plants are growing good, though I would suggest taking them to a lab before confirming if their still fit to be eaten, at least cooked."

      Swims Like Shark: "I'm just going to have those under my command build my house their, 34% guest areas but my part will be just a 4000ft wide 890ft deep pool. A pool with a bunch of rooms with seal off doors designed in a cave like stile."

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    • "i doubt there is any hope with this planet but if you insist... just get me a radiation suit and i will be fine"

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    • Gar'uut: "I know, this is why the planet was ignored for over 300 years, but in a empire vs empire war, we expand or we die. Thankfully, renforcments are on the way. The might of the kig-yar navy is fully prepared, and after they have taken their turn holding them off Raptor privateers will aid in closing off waves of fleets as they attempt to come in."

      4 robotic shrimp suddenly with out warning surround you and start doing something, before you can react you see them walking away, you realize you are now inside some kind of armored suit. a 5th holds up a mirror and jesters for your approval.

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    • "WHAT THE HELL JUST HAPPENED? ohhh i see a armored suit well this will come in hnady" Jak says dully (yes im still playing my Jak character because im too stupid to make up a new kig-yar name)

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    • Swims Like Shark: "I apologize, they have about as much a personal space programing as actual shrimp." *snickering*.


      Gar'uut: "I don't get it."

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    • "well i feel violated but im ok, so what is our first mission captain?"

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    • Quirkyadventures wrote: (yes im still playing my Jak character because im too stupid to make up a new kig-yar name)

      (Its perfectly fine, experiment tier was just a alternant universe that demonstrated a alternant and more intelligent method of the forerunner index project that could have preserved peace after the reawaking of sentient life. in the thdf universe it makes perfectly good sense for a character from another universe to exist."

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    • (ok thanks anyways gtg )

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    • Quirkyadventures wrote: "well i feel violated but im ok, so what is our first mission captain?"

      Swims Like Shark: "Unfortunately nothing more exiting then keeping the population of the colonist from going down in this sector of the planet for us. How we do it either hasn't or hasn't yet been told. I would suggest setting up batteries and repair stations."

      Gar'uut: "Has anyone seen potato?"

      Swims Like Shark: "So, what's your occupation?"

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    • Gar'uut: "So, why do those things give him a fancy suit with out being confirmed he has the training to use it?"

      Swims Like Shark: "Their very simple droids, programed to serve, when someone makes a 100% reasonable inarguable request they go on auto pilot and take it as an order."

      Gar'uut: "No what I am saying is, shouldn't we give him just a quick little corse?"

      Swims Like Shark: "Its pretty basic operation, I'm sure he will decide if he doesn't pick it up in just 5 minuets anyway. Now lets see what we can help out with around hear."


      (Btw if anyone hasn't caught on, this RP is kinda like a cross between a halo wars free for all type game and Indiana jones. With some other elements involved. Basically like return to Yoth all over again except this time the raptor pirates are on our side.)

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    • "Gar'uut i am perfectly suited and trained to use power armor i have been on a 5 year course in combat training and all the systems and diagnostics of all new forms of power armor"

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    • Gar'uut: "Excellent."


      A covenant type cruiser enters the planets atmosphere carrying a gigantic container full of pre-ready concrete, refit to be used as a construction ship it gets to work laying the foundation of another base. Or perhaps, a town hall of the current one.

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      • Jak looks out into the distance* "so everything is really dead on this planet? its a shame it would of looked beautiful in its prime..."
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    • Gar'ruut: "Perhaps we can go to the ruins of a city, and just maby, find out what it use to look like. Maby theirs left over paintings. You more interested in exploring the ruins, or setting up colony?"

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    • "i would prefere to explore the ruins, mainly to find out what happened to this world because if we know and do research on it we will be able to stop it if it happens in the future"

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    • Suddenly a large number of people stop what they are doing and look at you, mumbling to them selves and each other about having wished they had thought of that.


      Gar'uut: "Looks like you have some volunteers to go with you."

      A total number of 5000 people raise their hands as if they thought it was a question.

      Gar'uut: "Looks like we have our xenoarcheoligy team. Wow why can't life always be this easy?"

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    • "well i wasnt expecting this... anyways im sorry people but we need to have a small team of i say 10-15 people so everyone can go back to there jobs as we go and find a solution "

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    • One by one people begin to make up their minds weather or not they change their minds and go do something more important. Some reluctant to stay and see the city take longer then others to leave.

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    • Swims Like Shark: "You know, fun little trivia, you know this suit I wear that keeps me alive when I am not in the water? Weal the first time my kind developed life support exo-suits for out of water exploration the suits allowed us instead a quadropedal position, giving us 4 legs instead of 2 mimicking the design of the island hopper lizard. This design was only scrapped for the bipedal when we realized we would no longer be able to carry gear in our hands like we do in the water dew to the ground being right under us. So sacrificing comfort for supply carrying quality, we to this day still have a major downer. You see this is the least natural position our bodies can be in, and often on land walking results in having to stand for long periods of time.

      Bottom line, I do not like to stand, just letting you know if I ever just suddenly leave you its because I have wimped out trying to handle the discomfort of standing when my real body under this suit was never designed to so much as stand on land in the first place. I do not volunteer to go with you, I'm sorry but trying to fit in on land stresses me out, and theirs not enough clean water to retreat to when I can't handle it anymore."

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    • Then we should just get a big fish tank for you! with its own little castle and decorations that will chear you up! 

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    • Swims Like Shark: *Grumbling in attempt to not get angry about that remark*.

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    • "all jokes aside, we should get something in place on this planet for you like a lake or something, anything to make you confortable between doing stuff because i can gess its painful being in that exo-suit, anyways sorry if i offended you just remember i use sarcasm usually when its not appropriate"

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    • Swims Like Shark: "That's ok, I understand :) and your right, I need more reliable sources of rest stops. I'm glad you show concern.

      Now, how close are we getting to narrowing down who will join the team?"

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    • "well we need a few scientists and guards if the worst is to happen... anyways do we have any good scientists in our ships because we will need them to monitor the surroundings then report back on what happened to this planet"

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    • Gar'uut: "Weal unfortunately their are only warrior class kig-yar around hear, their are a lot of scientists, mostly just teachers among the sirens, but their all at a different base. and as for human scientists we only have one."

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    • Swims Like Shark: "Ok why in the name of the gods are their so few scientists on a mission where we need more scientists?"


      Gar'uut: "Weal dew to many years of plagues , wars, and other disasters, the population of the galaxy is at a low, and most people who have survived and are trying to this day to rebuild, care more about picking up the pieces then education."

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    • Jak "GOD DAMN IT!!!!! How are we going to do this now? i guess we will have to take the human with us... it had to be a human"

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    • Jak "Anyways whilst we are waiting Swims Like Shark, or can i just call you Shark? can you tell me a bit about your race as i hardly know much about it?"

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    • Swims Like Shark: "Its fine by me if you shorten my translated name, after all you don't have the vocal cords to pronounce the real thing properly."

      The human scientist shows up:
      Scientist-class-body-1

      Human scientist: "Hear I am Sir, reporting for....."

      Swims Like Shark: "Hold on a moment its my turn, glad you shown up though their aren't enough scientists for all bases to share."

      "Now, we are from the planet Aquamarine, it is a beautiful planet, almost completely void of extra stuff planets don't need, such as land. Their are plenty of variations in bio-diversity. We are the stewards of our world, kings and queens of the sea. Long ago we have already evolved beyond the need to be concerned over insignificant details such as "who wares the pants in the family", we just use what works to have a proper society. We live as most beings do, in small, tribal communities, with our closest family members. Unfortunately one day our population was starting to get to big, causing places classified as "no mans land" as it best translates, to begin to disappear, and forcing us to begin to have more nabors then we can keep up with. And the whole point of a tribal community is not always being surrounded by strangers, we are all able to keep up with knowing each others names, we don't become immune to caring about the excitement of meeting new people, we where beginning to be forced by our own population to form a mega-city-stile-life, effectively putting an end to tribal life. This we where not willing to tolerate, so with in a few short years, our scientists have expanded apon the design of our at the time current air crafts, and developed the space program. Once we where able to get into space we began to build colonies on other terrestrial bodies by gathering resources in space to build water and filling gigantic fortified facility buildings with it, effectively saving tribal life from the treat of extinction. In the hygerios system most of our system has been turned into a great fort primarily targeted on protecting the home planet incase of the existence of alien invaders.

      This is just the basics, what else would you like to know about us?"

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    • Jak "thanks for sharing this with me shark it means a lot, anyways i guess the human is here" *Jak turns to look at the scientist and frowns*

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    • The scientist: "What? where you hoping for a team? Unfortunately most of us haven't yet fully reorganized since evacuation from Gaeto, and most of the authority branches think to heavily that everything calls for military and worker classes. Weal surprise, a job people haven't yet already figured out how to do."

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    • Jak "Human you wait here until we get the rest of the team together! and Shark is it ok if you help get some people together who are combat ready? because i may be gone for awhile unfortunatly"

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    • Swims Like Shark: Will these guys do?

      Your Squad

      Gar'uut: "Will we need vehicles? "

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    • A messenger: "A transport phantom will be hear soon."

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    • A phantom lands, the passenger bay opens and out steps 1 female kig-yar and 2 male kig-yar.

      The human scientist: "I would like you to meet the rest of my team, Mistress Vodka, he brother rik, and her cousin hir'U."

      Mistress Vodka: "Awww delighted to see you :) "

      The team brief bows courteously, the 4 of them line together.

      Gar'uut: "So theirs still only 4 of you?"

      Rik: "Look on the bright side, just 4 is easier to protect. *chuckles nervously*

      Mistress Vokda: "Yah I hope when reinforcements get hear they will have passengers as well as just crew."

      Human scientist: "Yah, assuming the chat don't get hear first."

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    • Swims Like Shark: "Hey just curios, hope you don't mind me asking but, does it feel a bit Awkward your boss is another species and your the only human in the group?"

      The human scientist: "Actually no, in fact this is exactly what I asked for. In my eyes to hang out with a majority of one's own kind is a bit, boring. Its a lot more fun to add in a odd verity of company."

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    • Jak "ok is everyone ready and HUMAN stay close to me and dont be wondering off anywhere!!!" (btw Jak has a slight hatred for humans so he may come off as mean or snappy when talking to them)

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    • The human: "I understand, to be honest I always wanted to be a dragon, a childhood fantasy I still carry, but life tends to bitch slap people from the start, and lady luck has the power to pee on us with her middle finger. That's why I chose to be a scientist, if I can't be born as something cool I figured I'd at least get a job that requires me to be in the field researching something cool.

      Gar'uut: "So, we doing this on foot or with vehicles?

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    • Jak "on foot vehicles will just get in the way!"

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    • Gar'uut: "Then, we are ready."

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    • Jak "Good! now everyone back your bags and load your heapons this may be a bit of a hike" *everyone in the group followes the order and before long they are at there destination*

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    • Before us sits a great city the size of the state of texus, the areas cut off make it able to tell, this city was much much bigger once, but dew to time and decay these are the buildings that are left. Anything made with iron is covered in rust, a 140 story building is in view covered in rust with only 35 windows that havn't been broken. Anything made of brick has a moss growing all over it, feral crops now grow where once was road as thin layers of wild foliage, birds have made their nests in trees, small mammals move about nearly with out fear, and tinny lizards are colored to blend in both with the buildings and the few plants. What remains of cars is just piles of rust with parts that where made of non iron based mettles, the tires have rotted, and perhaps none of them are in a functioning condition. Trash makes up a majority of the surface of the ground, plastics cans and bags that appear to be the same kind one would use to clean up after their dogs, the poop long decayed and the dust blown away with the wind, the remaining plastic now very much clean and still remaining, a sad ironic truth to pet care.

      Lights are not functioning, plastic remains of rusted cable and rotten poles once used to supply electricity, and 700 miles in the distance a nuclear power plant sits, having only never melted down with the absence of not having a care taker dew to being shut off.

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    • Mistress Vodka: "Don't feel to impressed, from what we learned of this planet so far, when the people where alive, they called this a "small town".

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    • Jak "i thought that there was no life left on this planet? anyways im kind of impresed but it doesnt compare to some of the 'super cities' i have seen in my life time where planets are nearly completely covered in one massive city due to population increase but the downside to these cities is that of polution which can cause the mortality rate to go down this can cause a population to try and move to a different world and abandon citys leaving them to rot. but i honestly dont think this is the same case here"

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    • Hi'rU: "Weal the only evidence we have so far that these people have achieved space is primitive satellite remains and a flag on the planets moon with foot prints near by it."

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    • Jak "lets get that human to work to find out what happened here..." *Jak looks over to the human* "DID YOU EVEN HEAR WHAT I SAID STUPID HUMAN?!?!?!"

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    • The human: "You know, you could have been the one with the misfortune of being a human, difference is, I would give you better comfort. Now, what do you want me to do? search for news paper articles? See if any computer chips have survived? put a mask over my face to make your job easier?"

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    • The human having received no additional commentary just shrugs and gets to work, she opens a bag taking our a Siren Cellphone and begins picking up snack wrappers, bottle labels, anything with written language printed on it and starts taking photographs of the writing, compiling it for data to figure out a translation.

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    • Jak "maybe we could get some of the soldiers here to look around for the news papers and computer chips, but i need you human to moniter the soil and buildings to see what you can find"

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    • The human: "Can do." She begins collecting samples of the soil and putting it in a bag, then heads for the 300 year remains of what looks like a fast food restaurant with 15 drive through sections.

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    • Jak "i underestimanted you human"

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    • After having looked around she has made a data copy of what the inside of the building looked like when untouched. "Incredible, the walls ceiling and floors of where the customer dinning room is almost entirely devoted to clean air conditioning".

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    • Having done that she unpacks supplies and begins putting soil in microscope loading glasses. Turning what was once a cashier table into a mini lab.

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    • The human: "Hummm, from what I can tell, the soil is 30% organic matter, 80% "man made" material that never decomposes such as plastic 7% rock and mineral and 13% single celled organisms."

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    • Mistress Vodka: *sniffing* oh dear God, what is that awful stench?

      Yip: *Sniffing* "Yuck, it smells like very very dirty water."

      The light of the star the planet orbits begins to go dim as a dark grey cloud begins to cover the sky. The atmosphere's density and temperature suddenly begins to change. The animals, remnants of what little life had survived dew to a high survivability and scavenger nature, all begin emedeantly to seek shelter. A 12 inch cockroach type animal remains unafraid of what is coming, and stands over a plant as if protecting it. Even digging a small trench around it.

      Mistress Vodka watches the creature curiously.

      It begins to rain a very rancid and dirty water, the animal actively tries to make sure the soil filters the water before the plant can drink it.

      Mistress Vodka: "Holy shit, that animal is displaying a sign of intelligence!"

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    • Jak "then lets check it out it looks kinds cute!"

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    • Rik slowly approaches the creature making gentle sounds, it senses him, turns and looks at him curiously making kinda a clicking sound. Rik doesn't get any closer when it begins to show a sign of getting skittish. He takes out a siren cell phone and takes a photo of it. The creature doesn't seem to mind our presence.

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    • Jak approaches the creature "hello little fellow"

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    • The cockroach creature looks at you, tilts its head slightly, then begins to slowly approach. Then, just as it begins to come into sniffing distance, a 5 ft bat swoops down and snatches it, and begins to fly off.

      The human: "Weal... that was anti climatic. "

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    • The cockroach creature makes a high pitched sound by chirping its wings together, the bat flinches in reflex to it, and accidently drops it, the creature hits the ground flicks its self back up and begins walking tword a building.

      Just then the rain stops, a rainbow appears over the building its heading to. A mini mall.

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    • Jak "SHOOT THAT GOD DAMN BAT!!!!!" *jak pulls a Mateba revolver which happens to be in one of his pockets and gives it to the human, as jak tries to reach for a weapon*

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    • the human: "Ok, your the boss". She draws a pistol with a railgun barrel and fires a dart from it, hitting the bat with a tranquilizer.

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      • Jak looks to the human* "so what do you say we do now? im trusting you so dont disapoint me"
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    • The human: "So why are you so sharp with me just because I'm a human on the outside? did you lose family during the http://thdf.wikia.com/wiki/New_Eden_Crisis ? I understand if so, but their where some of us fighting for your people as.... I'll just get to work."

      She uses a pair of clippers to cut sections out of a fence, and uses them to build a crude cadge and puts the bat in it.

      "Maby, check out some more buildings?"

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      • Jak starts to tense up his fists and turns around to stare the human in the eye* "you have no idea!"
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    • The human: "I promise never to ask again, I seem to have hit a nerve."

      The cockroach creature is still standing at the door of the super market, it begins to make chirping noises with its wings.

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      • Jak looks at the human with teary eyes* "i lost all of my family that day they were all murdered at there home... that is why i hate humans..." *jak starts to cry*
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    • (sorry for the response being so short i did a big ass one which no joke took half an hour to write up with everything in detail but it didnt send when i clicked reply fts)

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    • Quirkyadventures wrote: (sorry for the response being so short i did a big ass one which no joke took half an hour to write up with everything in detail but it didnt send when i clicked reply fts)

      (thats why when you make a long post you should keep copies of it on at least 7 tabs for check points and copy it every time you finish a sentence. Give your faith in it working for you when trusted in 0.0% expectation every time, or you will regret it.)

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    • Quirkyadventures wrote:

      • Jak looks at the human with teary eyes* "i lost all of my family that day they were all murdered at there home... that is why i hate humans..." *jak starts to cry*

      The human: "I see, weal, at least their the same enemy that I fight, so if we happen to encounter them, gives us both something to shoot at."

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    • Lord of the STARS wrote:

      Quirkyadventures wrote: (sorry for the response being so short i did a big ass one which no joke took half an hour to write up with everything in detail but it didnt send when i clicked reply fts)

      (thats why when you make a long post you should keep copies of it on at least 7 tabs for check points and copy it every time you finish a sentence. Give your faith in it working for you when trusted in 0.0% expectation every time, or you will regret it.)

      (thanks i will try and remember this but wikia doesnt let you copy anything just past stuff)

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    • Lord of the STARS wrote:

      Quirkyadventures wrote:

      • Jak looks at the human with teary eyes* "i lost all of my family that day they were all murdered at there home... that is why i hate humans..." *jak starts to cry*
      The human: "I see, weal, at least their the same enemy that I fight, so if we happen to encounter them, gives us both something to shoot at."

      Jak "ok i will... you can check on the roach, i just need to be alone for a while..."

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    • The group moves on seeing what the little guy is trying to show them.

      In the distance you see a faint glimmer of light shinning off of mettle, a chat war scout class dropship, hasn't spotted us.

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    • Jak "guys your gonna want to see this!"

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    • Gar'uut: "What's wrong?"

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      • Jak points to the dropship* "thats whats wrong!!!!"
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    • Gar'uut looks up at it, the human how ever having inferior eye sight uses a sniper rifle scope to look at it.

      Gar'uut: "Get inside quick, before they spot us, lets wait for them to plass." he pulls out a special device, a group cloak field.

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    • Jak "what type of dropship even is that and what faction?"

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    • (gtg)

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    • (ok anyways same here)

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    • Gar'uut: Doesn't match anything on the list. http://thdf.wikia.com/wiki/Category:Dropships

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    • Jak "i feel like shooting first asking questions later but what do you think we should do?"

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    • ( lol I found literally the easiest game ever https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/70522924/#fullscreen )

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    • Gar'uut: "Weal, I don't know what I would do". he says while looking at the chat remnant logo on the ufo's frame. "But if Swims Like Shark was hear, *draws a rpg* I know what he would do!"

      Gar'uut locks onto the dropship and fires a shot, the missile penetrates hull and explodes taking out the dropship, the vessel comes crashing down through the window of a great skyscraper next to one that looks identical, smoke and fire is coming out of the building. He activates his point defense gauntlet and draws a partial focus pistol. "Lets go make sure their dead."

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      • Jak look other to the burning reckage* "WOOOW great shot! human do you still have that revolver i gave you? because you look after the roach thing me and Gar'uut will check the reckage"
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    • The human: "Eye eye Sir!"

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    • Jak "lets go but Gar'uut dont kill the survivers we can interrogate them first then you can kill them"

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    • After one day the group remembers what there mission was feeling like stupid bird brains, they need to check the reckage of the crash and check for survivors... Jak approches the wreckage and sees that there is one survivor the rest of the survivors from the crash ether bleed out because we took too long or died of exposure to the environment for a long period of time.

      Jak approches the sole survivor of the crash weapon drawn (You can play as the sole survivor because i am new to this universe so i dont know exactly what he would say)

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    • (Lol I know exactly how you feel. Sorry, I just felt bad that theirs only 2 on this RP and needed to recover from the humiliation. But then again that's 24 million more then I usually have in my RPs, so, I will try to show more appreciation.)


      The survivor: "Please, don't shoot, I wasn't taught in school what happens after I die, and I won't be able to know how my family is doing in the ever after."

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    • (k be back soon. not sure what to do either btw.)

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    • (ok i see, anyways whats to be humiliated about?) Jak looks over to the survivor then looks to one of the dead bodies next to him Jak takes the jacket of the dead body then gives it to Gar'uut there is a strange marking more like some sort of badge or emblem on the right sholder of the jackat "Gar'uut my friend does this look familiar to you? doesnt wring any bells with me..." Jak looks back over to the survivor who is lying on the floor, Jak grabs him by the shoulders and lifts him too a wall "soo why the hell are you here?"

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    • (damn you missed my response just by a couple of seconds xD)

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    • Quirkyadventures wrote: (ok i see, anyways whats to be humiliated about?) Jak looks over to the survivor then looks to one of the dead bodies next to him Jak takes the jacket of the dead body then gives it to Gar'uut there is a strange marking more like some sort of badge or emblem on the right sholder of the jackat "Gar'uut my friend does this look familiar to you? doesnt wring any bells with me..." Jak looks back over to the survivor who is lying on the floor, Jak grabs him by the shoulders and lifts him too a wall "soo why the hell are you here?"

      (True, I mean its not like their is a descent enough amount of people online to have any expectations that anyone will join my RPs in the first place.)

      Gar'uut: "Black fang."

      The survivor: "Please, I don't know enough about the chat remnant to know how to play my roll during a interrogation, this is every surviving RP member of thdf's dream, and 2 of you finally have it happen. Ask Nicolai, he invented our faction."

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    • (Am i allowed to swear in this RP?)

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    • (as soon as I make up my mind.)

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    • (ok, go for it.)

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    • (But just 5 times a day.)

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    • Jak "Fuck! What the hell are black fang doing here? we are going to need to deal with this threat really quickly or they are going to just keep coming and coming until there mission is complete!" Jak looks too the survivor and pushes his foot on his wounds the survivor screams in agony "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU ON ABOUT STUPID HUMAN?" 

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    • Lord of the STARS wrote:
      (But just 5 times a day.)

      (OK xD dont worry i only needed to do it once)

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    • (I will be on latter, my body is doing this thing where it don't want to be awake.)

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    • (i think thats called tiredness)

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    • The survivor: *Screeeams in paaaaain!* Ahh that hurt! for that, I will destroy you with my song. Just wait, I will destroy you with all my songs, please, some one make it didn't happen, and maby get me some peanut butter and grape juice."

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    • Jak grabs a walky talky from his pocket and starts to talk into it"Jak to base camp do you copy? we have run into a bit of trouble on our mission and need a evac asap make sure you bring a medical crew with you we have wounded as well as a small cage if you have any around, over" jak puts down the walky talkey "right we are getting a asap out of hear Gar,uut try and get our prisoner down to were the scientist is we are all going to meet up and get the hell out of here"

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    • Gar'uut: "I'm on it." He picks up the prisoner.

      Prisoner: "Nooo, don't take my soul, I don't know where I am going. wait."

      Gar'uut: "Quiet, your suffering from head trama. Your fine."

      He begins to carry him away.

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    • Jak "human have you still got your eye on the roach? because we are taking it with us"

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    • Human scientist: "The roach lead me to a section of the building with videos that still work."

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    • Jak "then lets take them anyways our ride has just arrived so we need everyone on board" One of the pilots of the vehicle gets out and gives Jak a cage "thank you" Jak aproches the roach and tries to get it in the cage after a couple of minutes he finally gets it in it, the cage is a little too small the roach to move but it would do for now "so lets get the hell out of hear!" everyone boards the vehicle

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    • Mistress vodka: All onboard.

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    • Jak "good now lets get out of here!"

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    • (gtg)

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    • The group returns to camp.

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    • Swims like shark is hear to greet us: "Ah hello :) so how did it go on the exploration into one of the cities that still stands after all the passing time and decay?"

      "At the moment water cleaning facilities are being set up in the sea, soon we will have kelp and coral growing, establish a lower food chain level in the ocean, and then ships from Aquamarine will bring their live stalk to rom the waters."

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    • (Sorry for lack of text content lately, I think I'm starting to feel better.)

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    • (i hope you get well soon :) anyways i should really be the one sorry i hardly have much free time nowadays apart from the weekend)  

      Jak "Hay hows my favourite fish doing? Anyways i have good news and bad news... the good news is that we have found life on this planet the scientist you partnered us with has got some specimens well she wasnt as big of a burdon as a thought she would be... but i guess you want to hear the bad news now black fang is here we dont know how many there is right now but we shot down one of there air vehicles there was a survivor but he delirious once he has had some rest and he has come to his senses i would like to volunteer in his interigation if that is ok with you"

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    • Swims Like Shark: "Ah black fang, those trouble makers have history with over half the galaxy, it goes way back..... Yes, we shall see what those bastards know. We shall see real soon."

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    • Jak "thats why i want to be leed of interigation"

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    • Swims Like Shark: "As long as your not to cruel, and at the same time in these guys cases, not to uncruel. And make sure they don't escape. We will try to capture more while we are at it."

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    • Jak "Why not be too cruel you do know these are the bastards who killed my wife and children!"

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    • Swims Like Shark: "Because if your to cruel they would be to over taken by a primal desire to scream in pain to manage to tell any information. Once they tell every thing, beat them, electrocute them, eat them, cut off their testacies and dangle them in front of their faces, at that point it wouldn't matter any more, feel free to do what ever you please. After all, its not like their tinny minds could ever develop the capacity to learn honor even if its demonstrated."

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    • Jak "now we just have to wait for him to wake up so he can get to work"

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    • He begins to wake up, hears you say that, then tries to fake he is still asleep....

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    • Jak sees this and  approches the prisoner, punches him in the chest to wake him up

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    • the prisoner: "Please, just 5 more minuets?"

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    • ( *pauses* I need to take a shower real quick I will be right back. sorry for the wait.)

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    • Jak punches the prisoner in the face "you will start talking now and i promise you by the end of this you will get a bullet if you dont talk i will make it as painful as possible for you" (BTW the term get a bullet means getting shot)

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    • (no problem)

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    • Prisoner Man: "Alright, and how do I achieve less pain?"

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    • Jak "maybe you tell us everything and i will shoot you... give you a quick death"

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    • Prisoner Man: "Ok then, everything. Now where is your end of the deal?"

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    • Jak walks over to the prisoner "so you want to play this the hard way do you?" Jak grabs the prisoners hand and pulls his index finger all the way back until it snaps

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    • Prisoner man: *Screaming type sound thingy* "Ok, I'm starting to think maby you don't like a smart alex. Please, be more specific, what do you want to know?"

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    • Jak "Damn you! you knew what i was going on about the hole time you smart ass" Jak moves to his thumb and snaps that finger

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    • Prisoner man: "Wait, please stop breaking my hands, I need those to do my works of wickedness!"

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    • Jak "JUST DAMN YOU! if it where not for this shark and the info we need i would of shot your legs off with a shotgun and laugh as you try and strugle to move arowned! actually after thinking about it i think that might be a good idea"

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    • The Prisoner: "Ok I think I know what your talking about, the star plane me and the team I was with flew in with. We are scouts, our job is simple, locate your alliance and report their position, such as bases, units on patrol, and engage small ones if we please. We where in the city because its the first place we thought to look for you. And we thought the city may have abandoned gem shops."


      (brb)

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    • (same here see you tomorrow at arouned the same time)

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    • (Ok.)

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    • Jak "any over troops in this area? where is your base of operations? we need to know"

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    • The prisoner: "I'm just going to assume if I tell you you will stop hurting me. If that don't work I'm just going to stop answering. Our base is currently stationary 126 light years from hear 34 degrees of the matter source, out side all systems of stars. Soon as the other scouts make their reports they will move in, or deploy ground forces and establish camp."

      "In other worse, you guys got hear first and we are still catching up."

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    • Jak looks to Shark and whispers "so what do you think?"

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    • Swims Like Shark: "Oh, say again? I'm sorry I had my ears closed. His screams are high pitched."

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    • Jak "SO WHAT DO YOU THINK? and sorry for shouting"

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    • Swims Like Shark: *uses his exosuits hud to listen to what was recorded* "Ah, sorry about that, yes when answering your question about a base and mentioning it is in space and capable of being mobile, I think its safe to assume he is either referring to a ship, or a fleet. It was said the kig-yar royal navy was on its way to keep this system secured, how long was it going to be until they show up? Because if not soon, I hope we have plenty of anti air ground to orbit artillery."

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      • Jak slightly pulls out a trench knife he kept in his pocket* "you can carry on with the interigation and once your done i might just get a little bit of revenge" 
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    • Swims Like Shark shows him a war harpoon. "This is over kill then? I suppose your way may be easier to do with out killing him."

      Harpoon of swims like shark
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    • Jak "a knife is more personal especially with getting my revenge on this bastard!"

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    • Jak "and i hope he heard that!"

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    • The prisoner: "Good by for now Jak." he says having clearly not heard your name his entire time hear.

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    • Jak "good by? answer me you bastard!"

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    • The prisoner: "Yes, I heard you, and I remember why I am hear."

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    • Jak "i say we keep this guy in a small cage for the rest of the night what do you think shark?"

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    • Swims Like Shark: I have a better idea.....

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    • Jak "please tell"

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    • Swims like shark: "Weal, theirs nothing in the ocean yet, but lets take him to a sea camp, smaller then a base, bigger then a bunker, only 15 people their, their just their to monitor things. We will keep him in a small cadge alright, but it will be a cadge in the ocean. He will have a special prison suit designed to give him 2 days worth of oxygen with modern rebreathes and air scrubbers just like modern space suits use so stranded space men can wait weeks for rescue crafts, but for the sea. His sea helmet will have a camera so he can act as a living surveillance camera. Eventually the sea will be full of life, and he will make a great test subject to see if the cadge will keep him safe."

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    • Jak "that acrually sounds like a good idea but before we do this i want ro hear this prisoners thoughts on the situation"

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    • The Prisoner: "I really don't like water, I don't know how to swim, I have a feeling if something goes wrong I won't be making it back to land, and if the giant sea lizard sees it necessary to have a electric harpoon that can penetrate the armor of a tank, I hesitate to guess what kind of sea life you plan to introduce. Is that the answer your hoping for?"

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    • Jak "i just want you to suffer thats all"

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    • The prisoner: "What where their names?"

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    • Jak "why do you care?"

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    • The prisoner: "Never mind, lets just get this over with."

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    • Jak "seriously why do you care? i need to know"

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    • The Prisoner: "Because some times I question who's side I was on. I mean, killing civilians? isn't that what the chat claimed their enemies did and got angry for it?"

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    • The Prisoner: "Besides, hear I am now standing before the judgment seat, guilty of the crimes I was raised to do. I can't go back because I am listed as kia dew to the "those who fall behind stay behind policy" and if I return having not died to prevent information leak, I will be killed for betrayal. I have no where to go, theirs nothing I can do now but wait. The least I can do, is sooth my restless mind with some questions. You made it clear you hurt, I just want to know a few more details before I die."

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    • Jak "well i guess it wouldnt hurt to tell you i had a wife called yar and a son called tok we also had a egg but we never had the chance to name it... my wife was shot in the head by you people then my son was killed by his head getting stamped in because they didnt want to wast a bullet then those bastards found the egg which they smashed across the floor... i couldnt of done anything to stop any of this..." (gtg as well as its 1am where i live :p)

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    • After 18 hours the prisoner falls asleep

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    • Jak "DID YOU EVEN HEAR WHAT I SAID?!"

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    • (Sorry for taking 18 hours i was just waiting for a response to what i said)

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    • Prisoner: "You mean about your family? Man that sucks, it would break my heart, if black fang agents weren't trained not to have one."

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    • Jak "i bet you still have one but with all that heavy training you have to go through i guess you end up loosing it so what actually made you join there organization?"

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    • The Prisoners: "I am one of the few mercenaries who rather then joining services, was born into it. Though most bounty hunters are to busy to do so, my father was a black fang member. One cannot raise a child to do anything other then what they know, so, I was raised to follow in my foot steps. Weather or not my father loved me I cannot interpret, on the one hand he always said *suddenly the scene cut scenes to a grizzly old man with a cybernetic eye patch a wrinkled face from years of cigars and a grim voice* "Your soft weak and your a disappointment, will you ever learn to do it right?" But on the other hand their where pleanty of gutters and suers and gettos and allyways and slavers and dumpsters he could have left me with. And always gave me a second chance. I havn't seen him since new eden, he lead the unit that killed your family, he told me to prove my worth by pulling the trigger. I don't know weather or not he is dead or just went somewhere else, its likely he just got transferred to a more elite unit. Doesn't matter now, I broke rule number uno, never get captured alive. He would not so much as look at me now. I am with out family. I told you all I think I know, why do you still keep me around?"

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    • Jak "i dont know why i am still keeping you around but i have this strange feeling about you i cant tell what yet... so you were at new eden?" 

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    • the prisoner shows a scare made by 3 kig'yar claws that have just bearly missed his neck. "Look familiar Jak?"

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    • Jak "Damn... it really is you isnt it?"

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    • the prisoner: "Yah your countries military probably would have wiped us to extinction by now had you known where our out posts are, I personally think its a act of stupidity that black fang is still showing up around your people, considering how many casualties we took, and the chat made it clear they didn't give a shit about our losses. Hell most of us didn't even get our promised pay, and those who did lost more then we got. Why the hell do we not switch sides and show the chat what happens when our loses and our pay is not respected?"

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    • Jak "i honestly dont know why we didnt go after you i was too busy mourning over my loss, it was probably because we didnt have the resources available at the time or we letted you have a second chance ever way i dont really care that much, so i guess i learned one thing is that all you mercs care about is money and will do anything to get it..."

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    • The Prisoner: "At least during that season your pirate naval forces made it clear time and time again you truly did care more about the rebel alliance then you did money. And even gave shares of the loot to those who needed the support. I think its clear you where the good guys. But us, we just worked for what ever ass holes had the money to stuff our ass holes after we go after who they considered ass holes. You could probably smell our ass hole ness from pretty far away. But that don't matter, once the chat fleet gets hear, I doubt you can stop them. If you don't kill me, I would be just a side dish for cross fire."

      Swims Like Shark: "I can see the history books now, those who stayed true to the new alliance of the galaxy, unsupported by those who got lost and never came back when the war was over, face the neo enemy, fighting over a planet just barely recovering from mass extinction."

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    • (gtg)

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    • Swims Like Shark goes for a brief walk, he goes to a field a little ways out side the base where amongst the trash that has been gathered in the area is 20 Styrofoam drinking cups, 30 drinking cans much like soda cans most know, 50 soup cans, and 70 plastic bottles laid out standing up.

      He draws a home modified gun he is willing to give a try....
      5 berrel speargun

      He aims the gun slightly at a angle and fires... *PHTTPHHHTT* over a quarter as loud as the popping of a balloon per barrel as the pressurized O2 gas chambers discharge they send the 5 spear projectiles flying at 4814 fps driving them into the junk laid out as targets. He quickly reloads in just 17 seconds and fires another 5 shots, watching, studying, calculating, learning how they rain down onto the targets. He fires another salvo, sending a volley of 5 more shots apon the targets, reloading again, and firing the shots, they nail into the targets in the field.

      He then holsters the gun, and lets robotic shrimp go and clean up the mess. Some of them pluck the spears out of the dirt and put seeds into the neat little holes in the ground.

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    • Exiting slip space a fleet of Siren ships begin their approach to enter atmosphere. 1 super colony ship, 50 extra large cargo ships 40 medium sized cargo ships and 20 small cargo ships. Their escorts are 1 man o war ship, 2 battleships, 4 battlecruisers, 8 destroyers, 4 frigates, and 12 corvettes. The fleet head to a area marked in the sea. Hear using thick bio-kevilar mixed with steel and kelp rope a massive area has been fenced off by net from sea floor to surface lined with gasmask filers, this is to keep dirty water out. In the center of this area is a base the size of a infinity class cruiser and a half designed much like a heavily fortified oil rig, hear crew of humans and kig-yar keep things maintained. The fort sucks in hundreds of thousands of gallons of water a second cleaning it then spewing cleaned water back out, producing electricity as it does so. With in the netted fields their are facilities designed with a much similar architecture to that of middle schools, hear siren workers maintain the bases, all encircled around the net fence pumping in water and piping it to and from the center building. The field between the under sea and above sea buildings is lined with seeds planted to grow into aquatic plants. Some of the plants are already beginning to sprout.

      Hear the massive siren cargo fleet comes, delivering supplies to this base, mostly crates labeled "live animals in cryo" some the size of ocean liners. Second mostly building supplies and mining supplies, 3rd mostly just food and medicine, enough food to last the base up to 8 years, the same amount of time the fence is built to last before it decomposes. By then it is hopped that the fence will not be needed anymore, or that a more permanent barrier will be set up.

      The fleet will remain hear for stationing.

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    • Jak "looks like the cavalary has arrived! so human i guess this may be the last time we see each over until you get sent away to a proper interigation center..."

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    • The human: "Calvary? But they didn't come in on the backs of beast they came by cargo fleet?"

      (its possible he came from a planet where that term isn't as over used as we are use to.)

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    • (sorryfor taking so long my pc was just doing a update) Jak "its a metaphor you will understand one day" 

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    • Jak "has anyone seen Shark anywhere?"

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    • Swims Like Shark: "I'm back, sorry I was just chatting with the new commers on coms because I wanted to know who where coming. Lets play a game, *points to the size of the cryo delivery animal transport crates* Can you take a guess what is in their?"

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    • Jak "more fish? no offense"

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    • Swims like shark: "No, the passengers slash crew what ever you want to call them, of that cargo fleet is mostly made up of members of my species who are famously known as nomadic whaler tribesmen. Those crates must hold their cattle. They told me they are going to run a experiment to see how junk-swallows survive in this planets ocean. Junk-swallows are a species of whale 487ft long from nose to tail tip, they have no tong as it only gets in the way, but instead 5 rows of a mix of scrub brush like bristles used to filter debree and thousands of 4 inch teeth used to sand paper. They get their food by filter feeding. Anything they see in the water that they think isn't another living creature they will swallow it, and they have 3 stomachs 3 livers and 9 kideneys to insure they can survive what ever they swallow, and a tough digestive track that is designed to pass anything with out being harmed. They are magnificent creatures, but we aren't ready to set them free yet. "

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    • Swims like shark: "Yes, we figured it would be very fitting to bring living garbage disposals of the sea to a planet that's a gigantic junk dump."

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    • Jak "good anyways i have something for you more like a present i made it myself so i hope it can aid you well
      Helsing

      Helsing rifle

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    • Swims like shark: "I will treasure it always."


      (btw did you see this link? http://bravos-adventures.wikia.com/wiki/Thread:20346#30 )

      Swims like shark: "So, what do you think we should do now?"

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    • (yeah i did but i have to go now)

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    • (Ok see you when you get back.)

      Swims Like Shark: "I think from about this time to about 15 hours from now I will spend my time at that sea farm base, then come back about the time you would be finishing brunch."

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      Gar'uut: "Hey Swims Like Shark, check a look at this." He shows him a potato that he has finished growing in the native soil, it is 3 times the size of an egg plant. "This is actually pretty small, considering this potatoes ancestor is of the soil of New Eden, and thus a very strong gen pool."

      Swims like shark: "Hmmm cool, mind if I see that?"

      Gar'uut: "Sure."

      Swims Like Shark impales the potato onto his war harpoon like one would put a marshmallow on the tip of a rapier before roasting it over a flame. "Now, you might want to stand back."

      Gar'uut: "Why? what are you...."

      Swims like shark: "Stand back please."

      Gar'uut gains some distance.

      Swims Like Shark suddenly releases so much high voltage into the potato through his harpoon that the flash cooking pressurizes the boiling liquids in the potato, much the same as cooking a potato in a microwave with out punching holes in it, causing it to explode with the force of a anti tank grenade."

      Gar'uut: "Jesus Christ! Dude, people are suppose to eat these things, not treat them like their some kind of God damn toy to be played with."

      Swims Like Shark: "I know, I just couldn't resist."

      Gar'uut: "Anyway, this isn't even my first success growing things in this soil, I also had preveiose successes with garlic and swiss chard, I hope this don't seem boring to you, its important. See, a planet you can grow crops in the soil with out use of a bio dome, is proof their is hope it can support life, and evidence that we are right in our colonial efforts."

      Swims Like Shark: "I know, that would be very exiting, but I miss potato."

      Gar'uut: "Then why did you blow it up?"

      Swims Like Shark: "No no no, I meant the other potato."

      Gar'uut: "Oh."

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    • Jak "wow that was a bit dodgy if i dont say so myself"

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    • Prisoner: "Can I escape now?"

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    • Jak "no and if you try to i will blow your knee caps off"

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    • Prisoner: "Its not like I can go anywhere, theirs no way off this planet as far as I know, plus my hands are just a swollen throbbing mess, so I can't hold a gun, but ok, if your sure you want me to stay."

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    • Jak "well i dont know what to do with you"

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    • So what's the summary of this roleplay so far?

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    • For the most part I have held off on the major battles, but they will be hear. Lately my RPs have been designed to be so epic it takes more then one thread to even play them.

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    • Dreg watches the battle take place in the ruins.

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    • Jak sits down on the flaw and tries to get some sleep*

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    • Prisoner: "I wonder if we can get a cutscene of his dreams."

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    • Jak falls asleep everything goes dark... Jak finds himself standing on the edge of a cliff he turns arround and sees his family all just standing there... their bodies decaying in frount of him, Jak tries to reach out but his body was glued to the spot... their bodies where skeletons now... Jak tried to not cry with what he saw but he heard something which made him turn arouned "why didnt you help us?" Jak looked and there was nobody there... the scene changes and he was in his house a group of black fang soldiers smash through the door, Jak was forced to relive there grusem deaths all over again... Jak wakes up slowely saying his familys names to himself over and over again, crying over his loss

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    • Mean while a splinter group of the chat fleet is on its way to the colony to destroy us...

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    • Jak "Can... can someone pass me a weapon?"

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    • Swims Like Shark: "I heard your a fan of a certain brand of assault rifle, thought I'd get you one."
      Aquasault rifle-1-
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    • Jak "A-91 Mixed with a remington shotgun mixed with a harpoon gun... HELL YEAH im taking that!"

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    • (gtg)

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    • Unnamed Ruu'vaoan: *High pitched screeching in Kig-yar* Can anyone tell me where the armory is?

      RuuVaoan

      My interpretation of a T'vaoan and Ruutian Kigyar hybrid for reference

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    • (damn you just made me jealous with that art...)

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    • Jak points to a group of crates laid on the floor "we dont have a proper armory set up but you can try and get something out of one of those crates"

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    • 15 Super Emoticon class Frigates enter the planets atmosphere, each one already damaged and at the larger size then its younger brother of 5.2 kilometers, one at 24% armor, one at 0% armor and 82% health, one with 90% armor and its shielding just now coming back online, they spread out, searching. Their shuttle bay doors open letting out a total of 45 dropships to help scout the ground. 800 drop pods are deployed each with a total of 3 chat shock troopers.

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    • Jak "shi... i dont think we have the firepower for a fleet this big!"

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    • Swims Like Shark: "I almost forgot, you might need these."

      You might need these


      "It won't do any good againced the ships, but it will penetrate the armor of the ground forces. If all else fails, I hope we have a bomb shelter. That way we can force them to face us on foot, so long as its strong enough to hold."

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    • (Lol I totally got the size comparison of the spear and the magazines wrong. And yes, those tips are based on that of Swims Like Shark's war harpoon.)

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    • Jak "i hope so... but do these guys have any nukes it would make this a verry bad day"

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    • Swims Like Shark: "Oopse, I accidently gave you magazines of my species size equivalent. Hear have another quiver while where at it."

      You might need these.... uh, oopse on last one.

      "Notice how they spread out? They haven't found us yet. If we are lucky, we may find a way to fight them only one at a time."

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    • Jak "so we use guerilla tactics against them!"

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    • Swims Like Shark: "That rifle of yours has a magazine of 12 shots, very precise, even more so out of water, 3 and a half shots per second, it fires rounds with enough velocity that for your size it can send rounds clean through a block of concert, plus 2 3rds of the way through a second. If a bullet gets stuck in flesh the backwards curved barbs will make it rather difficult to remove. Only flaw is the air pressure gasket that is used to fire the rounds runs out after 52 shots, then needs recharged or replaced. You can recharge it using a divers oxygen tank. The spears are fired by a separate gasket, this one is about the same amount of pressurized air, but it fires with grater velocity, making it need recharged or replaced after 45 shots. Just making sure you know how to wield that thing."


      Aquasault rifle bullet

      What its bullets look like

      "So, what kind of anti ship weaponry do we have?"


      (I gtg.)

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    • Jak "well we have a couple of SAM missiles and stingers laying arouned wich could be but to good use"

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    • Of the ships in the enemy fleet one begins to search close to one of the other bases, the base knowing their coming prepare their batteries, 1 mass driver 4 Type-38 Anti-Aircraft Cannons, 8 five-shot cruise missile turrets, and 7 485mm rapid fire shotguns.

      The ship comes with in range and all turrets fire, 34 second latter the frigate spots them and fires all its weapons, 24 seconds latter the frigate is hit, now its only at 45% armor being damaged already by the kig-yar fleet patrolling the star system.

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    • Jak "nice shot"

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    • The enemies return fire his damaging 2 type-38 anti-aircraft cannons, destroying one building, and destroying one 5 shot cruise missile launchers that had thankfully already fired all its shots anyway, the base returns return fire apon them, but prepaired the intercept or evade 98% of the shots, the 2% that hits bring them down to 44.72% armor.

      4 more of the ships begin to make their way over, 25 dropships, and 4000 shock troopers. The soon to be 5 ships attacking their base begin to unleash fighters.

      Siren seagull fighters and some of our seraphs will be arriving to reinforce the base soon, 450 of each, but it will be 38 minuets until their arrival.

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    • Mean while 1 ship is close to finding our base, how ever its looking in the wrong sector.

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    • (sorry about this but i am unwell today i will probably be back on tomorrow when i am better)

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    • (Cozy recovery.)

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    • (thanks)

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    • The battle at the other land base soon comes to an end, the base has taken 37% damage, all enemy fighters shot down, all enemy drop ships shot down, all enemy ground units killed (just this group in this area) and 1 of the 4 ships has been successfully shot down. The other 3 ships make a hasty retreat, they are heading to a area with remains of city ruins still untouched, hear they plan to land, and will recycle their 3 remaining ships to fix up the remainder of the city.

      (By the time you come back this will be the first enemy base.)

      The friendly base that was attacked was lucky, only 14.34% casualties.

      The other 13 ships are still spreading out, scouting, searching from the sky.

      The other ground forces and dropship squadrons soon rest from their search and set camp.

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    • Unnamed Ruu'vaoan: *High pitched screeching in Kig-yar* I thought this was a ground defensive, not an air battle!

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    • Gar'uut: "In order to attack us the chat must get to this planet by ship. Their is a unlisted number of bases both on land and at sea. Our mission is to defend and upgrade them, no one ever said the chat would have the curdacy of facing us on the ground like brave men. They will simply use what ever makes it past the ship to ship fight to keep forces from arriving."

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    • Ibie'shan Pirate: VIVA LA REVOLUCION!

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    • The ship searching the area moves on having not found us, how ever, 24000 chat shock troopers as if giving the Ruu'vaoan his/her wish are on the move, marching in the direct path of our base, having not yet decided to set camp, and not yet tired of venturing on, happening apon us just by mear fortune.

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    • They will be in firing range of a unsc sniper rifle in 15 minuets.

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    • 7 days latter....

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    • (sorry kinda let you down with this RP)

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    • (Only because I deliberately allowed it. I let us take a break so we can start our taste for it refreshed, and I also wanted to see how long it going untouched would last but with out actually letting it die.)

      From several deleted scenes suddenly swims like shark as in the hands of his land suit a phantoms heavy plasma cannon, which he got off a drop ship that didn't survive battle. He's holding it much the same as a Spartan would a sentinel beam from a downed sentinel. Doable only dew to his species great size and strength. "Only lost 2 bases, one base half lost, all bases lost rebuilt, all bases damaged repaired. Most of the chat forces are destroyed, the rest are mia. of our forces personnel 92% are still alive, though keep in mind 8% dead means we lost 800000 people, and 40000 of them where civilians. Not to bad. But its only the first wave that made it past the space navy, and no doubt they have bases of their own now. Any suggestions?"

      (Or would you like to pick up where left off and try for a better score then auto pilot RP?)

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    • (up to you)

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    • Mean while in space the Kig-yar navy have had all they can take for now with the space battles, and are on their way to our base to land and make repairs....

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    • All 3 fleets enter atmosphere coming down for a landing just 800ft into the outskirts of the base, the fleet is heavily damaged from the constant battles with the chat. From the 3 flagships comes Lord of the Stars, Madam Celestial Saber, and their 3 first hatched. They with their body guards make their way over for a personal appearance at the main facility. 48 ships have been lost, 21 have been gained, 240 enemy ships have been scuttled to make in space repairs, and 8 of their own ships had to be scuttled to make in space repairs. But for how long the chat have been held off, it counts as a victory. And only Lord of the Stars fleet will remain once the fleet is repaired, the other 4 will take their fleets and return to New Eden to hold fort and let the pirate king finish what they have started as a family. But for now, they are hear to make a personal visit.

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    • As people just stand their starring in aww Madam Celestial Saber calls out: "Weal don't just stand their, all hands, begin the unloading of cargo."

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    • 3 days latter all ships are repaired, 2 of the fleets leave taking all wounded as well as prisoners with them, leaving all cargo unneeded for the trip at the bases that need them most. Only Lord of the Stars and his fleet remains, as the others go back to New Eden.

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    • Swims Like Shark: "Hey Jak, I been meaning to ask, don't take this the wrong way but, how many eye lids do you have? I have never seen your second and 3rd pare."

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    • Jak "i only have one... why are you asking?"

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    • (FINALLY wikia has been eating my replys for the last few days so i gave up for a while )

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    • The Unnamed Ruu'Vaoan is on a medical bed having his arms amputated.

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    • Jak looks to the doctor "is he going to be ok?"

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    • Doctor: Alas, this one will never fight another day. He will need to be sent back to his home. Another unfortunate soul affected by the plague of war.

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    • Jak "DAMN IT! we have lost a lot of good men during this battle..."

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    • Unnamed Ruu'Vaoan: Our war against the Chatties won't last long... we need to keep calm...

      Doctor: Get the morphine!

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    • Jak "i just hope this war ends soon too many lives have been lost or ruined by it"

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    • Swims Like Shark: "If this war does continue, I just hope it could take place more in the water, where battles are meant to be fought, and we can actually win. But at least we gained 2 planets after having lost one. So far, we are still victorious at planet ghost town."

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    • Quirkyadventures wrote: Jak "i only have one... why are you asking?"

      Swims Like Shark: Uh.... no reason it just, doesn't seem natural. Hope your eyes stay safe, I could use your eye sight when on land.

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    • Jak "in my race and many other on my planet it is natural but i guess it may be different to you on your planet"

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      • Explosions rumble the ground
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    • Kigyar run with their arms over their heads as Chat gunships fly overhead

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    • Swims Like Shark: "TAKE COVER!" At first he draws 2 medium torpedo launchers duel wielding them, he fires modified missile ammo, firing all 8 shots at the gunships closest to him in attempt to hold them off. he then rushes to take cover and wait out the bombardment.

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    • The Unnamed Ruu'Vaoan is beheaded by a Darktrooper Enforcer. More Darktroopers of this variant decloak and attack the fleeing Kigyar

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    • Swims Like Shark throws his war harpoon, nailing one dark trooper in the chest, he flies back 5 feet then in pined to the ground by the harpoon, large volts of electricity rush through his body as if that wasn't enough.

      He then draws 2 multi barrel spearguns firing both into the waves of ground forces, most shots hit, most hit, all shots unleash large amounts of electricity then explode. The chat solders fire at him, most bullets barely scratch or dent his armor, most plasma bolts have no effect. Un able to dodge he takes it as long as he can and then draws the Helsing rifle firing all shots killing 3 more chat troopers. By now his armor is starting to take damage but no penetration yet, the suit cools the water againced the plasma bolts. He draws a siren infantry rail-rifle and the Aquasult rifle duel wielding them, firing at the chat. one 3 round burst hits a dark trooper in the chests, the first hit nearly penetrates his shield, the second hit nearly penetrates his armor, the 3rd goes through his heart and the glass part shatters as the back plate is struck. He fires a spear from the aquasult rifle shishcanbobing 3 chat in one hit. He reloads both rifles, at this point his suit is penetrated by bullets, the water is starting to turn a richer shade of red then human blood would turn it. The plasma begins to heat the water inside his suit. He uses his bio foam to seal the hull breaches to keep the water in his suit then fires both rifles magazines into the chat, but a plasma bolt hits the aquasult rifle rendering its barrel warped and usless, he jumps to the left to dodge a grenade, taking fire as they shoot him as he dodges away from it. As he gets to his feet he is now close enough to stomp on them, smack them with his gun, he picks one up and throws him into 5 other chatties, then sends one flying with a kick and shoots him in the air. He then throws the depleted rail-rifle into a chat solder and draws a sword with saw like edges, striking a chat solder and slicing him nearly in half and sending his body flying while being electrocuted. He slices another's head off. Having taken much fire the water in his suit is now at 192* leaking and he is bleeding he