Jak has been captured by a Ptranosaurian boarding party and is learning of the Ptranosaurians big plans, soon he will be at a space camp where they are building a slip space receiver.
Of corse Jak isn't to fond of the whole alien abduction and may have a plan to escape.
He will soon be joined by number 5, a chat petty officer, who will keep him company for a while.
lol I didn't want to split off into 3 RPs but so much is happening at once I just want to make sure 1 event doesn't over shadow another.
Lord of the STARS wrote: Another Ptranosaurian steps tword Jaks cell.
Jak "but if you could live forever wouldnt you get bored? and overpopulation will increase this is a bad idea!"
The Ptranosaurian: "In space their is always enough places to move to and live their, your only in a cage so you don't try anything stupid, and the last one I got no ex... answer for."
"Now, perhaps introductions are in order, I'm Yuhi. The cell your in actively scans your brain for thoughts you know that by now, But I will let you answer, who are you?"
Yuhi: "I'll tell you latter, but first, its time for your operation. Hear is to keep it from being painful to expereance."
A thick green gas is pumped into the cell, Jak goes unconscious.
Yuhi picks him up gently and puts him in a tube, which then is filled with a liquid, needles attached to pipes go into his skin, his status comes onscreen. As it does so a energy light goes in and over the tube
Computer: "Experiment successful, cellular decrepancy being cured, 1% complete.... 2% complete...."
After 5 hours the process is complete, he is put back in the cell, a gas is pumped in again, Jak wakes up.
Yuhi: "So, how do you feel?"
As one of them sees whats going on with Jak he struggles but he digs his claws into the medic and then goes face to face with it "You can do your experiments on me but my Alies will come for me and then there will be hell to pay!"
Yuhi fires green energy from a pistol Zapping Jak, rendering him temporarily immobilized.
The medics get to safety and they close the cell, he begins to regain feeling and mobility.
Yushi: *face palms* "I should have known, oldest trick in the book. Look pretty bird, I get that you don't understand what we do or why we do it, and you will likely never forgive us, but our intention was not to harm you, our intention was to give you the gift of eternal life, you know why?"
"Long long ago when we had first ventured out side of our home world system we had found a alien planet, and forged a alliance with the native people. They are a amazing amphibious race, able to breath on land and in water, they where our best friends.
But, as the years had gone by, we noticed something different about them, something they had the ability to do that we did not. The ability to die of old age. It was heart breaking, watching them die old while we remained young, we did not yet have the technology to cure their disease. But when the time come we had, we vowed a vow. Eventually, your galaxy will be at peace, and our oath applies hear as well. No one will ever have to go through that again you understand me? we try to give you cellular immortality and you treat us like we are insane? that's messed up!"
Jaks eyes widen "yo... you did what to me.... FUCKING BASTARD!!!! Living forever is not a good thing! over time i would have done everything in the galaxy and then become bored and because i wont be able to die i will just be sitting there for etternity with nothing to do..."
Yushi: "YyyYou mean to say, you don't want to live forever? *sigh* I need a drink."
As he leaves Jak soon realizes this time he isn't locked up alone, as a human voice speaks: "Not the way we would have treated you had you been our POW. These guys don't seem to have any fucking clue what their doing do they?"
Jak "I like most people fear death but that drives us to have a full and happy life until it ends and when it does we are happy with what we have done in our life, but living forever gets rid of that" he hears the human "they are just going to keep experimenting on us... bastards..."
The human: "Nope, after this phase they no longer have use for us as experiments, their next move will be to teach you basic Uvoai-vokan. May sound bad, but it can be useful, see most Ptranosaurians only thought it useful to learn 3 English words, and *he says with sarcasm* you will never guess what they are."
One of the Ptranosaurians laughs: Ha ha ha ha! Wait now, I like this one. Ready to die rather then being taken alive, just like a Ptranosaurian. New orders, let him go. Retrieve Exanus and put him in his proper body, put his clone into cryo, and let him be among his own people once more."
A Ptranosaurian: "But caption..."
The caption ignites his sword: "Did I just give you a direct order?"
The Ptranosaurian: "Yes."
The caption: "Then you will follow it, with no questions."
The caption of the ship steps forward: "As for you pretty bird, what kind of monsters do you think we are? We do what we do because its our job, same as you. The first experiments where so we can have a proper spy, nothing more, the last experiments where to cure that disease your so proud of. Your a warrior, and we respect you. But lets be honest, your useless. Guard, get..."
As he speaks the gas pours in, Jak is unconscious once again.
As he awakes, he finds himself back onboard The Dynasty Of The Allies. A female siren looks at him through a window, water in her room, air in Jaks.
"Their you are." she says "You know you been acting very strange today, you ok?"
But unfortunately Jak only remembers 5 minuets onboard the Ptranosaurian ship.
Swims like shark: "15, but they committed suicide before we could get them to say one word, all but one, who is still unconscious. You haven't gone to interrogated them yet, you usually love interrogating. You been feeling your self lately?"
Swims like shark: "Permission to go to the prison hold, he's yours. Remember to correct the rooms weather they hold water or air to breath before entering them, mind weather or not someone is their also, and take same time taking alternant routes if you need."
Jak "alright i will keep that in mind" after doing all the safty stuff, they eventually tie the enemy to a metal operation table with its arms legs and head clamped in place so it couldnt move and harm itself "all we need now is for it to wake up"
Jak punches him in the chest "your in a bad position to throw insults at me, so far you are the only one of your kind we have captured alive, and thats why we havent sent you to a chat Lab to be experimented on, so if you dont start talking i may change my mind and send you there, also we have taken away all your clothes and gear for research"
The Ptranosaurian: "Forgive me for not speaking in your language earlier, I thought I still had my translator. Also that second part was me trying to report my self KIA and request vengeance, which normally means them cremating my corpse by blowing up your ship with me in it."
"Now, to take down one of our ships time your shots intelligently, and try flinging something at it more sophisticated then arrows and stones. I only tell you because I figured you would figure it out on your own in 3 more seconds anyway, its not that complicated. Now, next question."
"Hmm, I'm pretty good at this already, you can keep my translator, consider it a gift."
As things become quite the Ptranosaurian slips into meditation, shutting off all unnecessary brain functions and focusing on his inner thoughts. In a state of sleep he recites a nursery rym in his native tong.
Swims Like Shark: "Weal how would anyone know what they know that we don't? All I can think of at the moment is, where do their ships go after each battle? No one knows the answer to that. Maby if we could figure out where they go...."
The Ptranosaurian: "Are you aware that doesn't hurt or are you just venting frustration? Yes I know that's off topic, alright, I suppose I have no chose as seeing I'm not exactly going anywhere, but I'm afraid I can't tell you even if I wanted to, however, I can show you. You still have that chip that was in my brain from when I came out of intergalactic travel? Just plug it into the computer and I will tell you what to do from their."
Jak "I have a feeling it will upload a virus into the system... but dont worry i am smart, i will plug it into a computer which isnt connected to the system and use a VPN so you cant transmit your locasion" he plugs it in
The Ptranosaurian: "No, nothing that domestic, I was just going to take over the ship and set the coordenants to be piloted into that star over their. *sigh* I suppose this means our conversation is over. What a pity."
The separate computer short circuits, frying everything from the wires to the chip.
Jak tightens his fists "what a pity, i was planing on keeping you alive" He signels to a chat scientist "you can do you experiments now, cut him open if you want, but try and keep him awake we need to know the bast ways to kill these things"
The Ptranosaurian: "What are you talking about? I am unable to fight am I not? theirfore, I already am dead. The only excuse for a Ptranosaurian to fail to acive victory is death, I was captured alive by inferior beings was I not? their for I deserve what ever pain you dish out, it would be an insult if you don't."
After 5 hours the Ptranosaurians meditation comes to its final completion, he lays still unmoving, breath is slown down to 1 breath every hour, heart is slown down to 5 beats every hour, 18.104.22.168% of his brain is completely shut off.
Swims Like Shark: "Doesn't matter now, right now, our mission is to liberate New Naboo, but, we have a unexpected problem. Many of the people of the planet are actually in favor of Ptranosaurian rule, mostly people who use to have diseases we can't yet cure, people who use to not have enough food for their families, and people who use to live in a naborhood with to much crime."
Swims Like Shark: "Exiting slip space in just a moment, if any of you believe in prayer, I'd suggest you pray, we have no idea if we will even last 5 seconds. Its a tough job. 3, 2..."
The fleet exits slip space, and begins drifting tword the New Naboo.
In orbit are 25 Ptranosaurian ships and 145 satellites that are 2300ft in size and shaped like Ptranosaurian heads, the floating heads and the ships turn to look at us, a Ptranosaurian comes onscreen: "Greetings space travelers, I am the governor of the planet Yushi-i-o-don, known to many as New Naboo, what can I do for you?"
The Governor: "Come on out with it now, what are you hear for? your not hear to invade my planet are you? because that would be a lost cause, their are 25 of my ships guarding the planet and only 127 of yours."
Mean while a news team mostly made up of humans with a female human reporter, a press conference, and 40000 eye witnesses await at the space port.
News Lady: "And we are reporting live at the dropship port where a union between the NRG and the Chat have requested a non violent negotiation, hear Governor Harazuma is awaiting their arrival to meet with them in person, Governor, any thoughts on this?"
The Governor: "We have made every priority to keep the public people safe, if this is a trick, I am prepared to make my sacrifice, and my wife will take my place. I don't want anyone else to be their, but wait in the observation center where it is safe. No guards, No weapons, after all, what have I got to lose?"
Jak "To chat to that monster, i was planing on putting a nuke on the craft but, too many civilians and we will lose favior by people, anyways did you find out the best way to kill these things during the operation?"
The chat scientist: "Are you familiar with a marshal art known as meditation? before we began operation he shut off all unnecessary brain functions, rendering him unable to feel any pain, we tried everything to wake him up from drugs to electric shock, but nothing. We have determined his age is exactly 8745 years with a cellular immortality. 50% resistant to fire, 15% weakness to frost, like some species of lizards he is able to regrow his limbs, like all creatures he can die if his main organs are destroyed. Then, we studied his battle gear, or at least, tried to. With nothing living his armor's shield doesn't come up, aside from the fact that his armor is made from nothing in our periodic table we failed to learn anything new about it. Then we tried firing one of his weapons in the target range, but they detected a enemy attempting to use them and weal, 13 of us died from it. Any thing with a battery self destructed when we tried to study them, only 3 more items remain, we do not dare mess with them."
Chat scientist: "We did learn one weakness that might prove useful, their bodies are mostly mussel much like the way a snake is designed mostly mussel. Thus when given a mussel relaxant they even go as far as to lose bladder control."
Chat scientist: "I don't think you understand, they been going easy on us the whole time. They can beam troops right into our ships, ask your self, why not just beam in a bomb? they can combine their fire power into a single shot, ask your self, why not just bring in enough ships that that single shot can destroy a planet? They came to our trap just to see what we are capable of, ask your self, why continue to only have one ship face us? if their slip space technology is so great, why not wait for us at our calculated slip space exit? why not use it to fire small slip space chunks at us to tare the ship apart? and why have they still so far not killed a single civi? Do you understand me? if they wanted us dead they would have already done it, Oh dear God what do they want with us? Oh God! Oh God! Tell me, why do they give us this chance to speak for our selves? they could have just ended us with boarding parties or gunfire? you see what I'm saying?"
(Long ago 2 Ptranosaurian diplomats come with a message to the galaxy from their galaxy, restore peace order and unity, or we will step in. The galaxy challenged back, alright, step in, we dare you. For us currently travel to their galaxy would take 1444 years. So, they show up after 25 years. As their fleet first arrives at the only remaining of the 2 planets the diplomats came to in proper condition to fight back, a single ship shows up, asking "Are you ready to discuss the terms of your surrender?" After which their replied to with the first fire shot at them, then, the rest of the fleet shows up showing they can take over the planet, only to spare it so that the chat still have a head in command, granting the galaxy a chance to fight back competently. After which we attempt to trap a Ptranosaurian ship, but they deliberately take the bait to find out what we are capable of, and our move is a EMP super weapon, which is useless as they use Pyro-physics and virtually don't rely on electricity at all. The single ship proceeds to kick the ass of our entire fleet, sending in boarding parties as well as firing its weapons, but does not launch a single fighter. Then, a Ptranosaurian disarms Jak, and seeing he is no longer holding a weapon decides to capture him alive rather then kill him. He is not questioned as his cell merely catches single from his though, they then clone him, put a Ptranosaurian soul in the clone, and send it in as a spy. Rather then any deliberate torture they grant Jak what they think is a great and undeserved gift, cellular immortality, meaning he cannot die of old age. But Jak only curses them for it. Later they see him make a chose they believe honorable, and decide to let him go with no strings attached. He later learns that some members of the boarding party are captured, but only 1 failed to commit suicide for "the disgrace to the empire by being taken alive by savages". After he, big shocker, refuses to betray his people to save him self, he is dissected as punishment. The fleet then goes on a suicide mission to liberate New Naboo, which is under Ptranosaurian rule, and now rid of crime, disease, famon, and the economy is rising, and cities upgraded with Ptranosaurian tec, and many of the people support them. The Ptranosaurian governor contacts the fleet and Jak suggest a meeting, intending to smuggle in a bomb to assananate him, but in case this is a trick, he prepares a press and news broadcast willing if necessary to sacrifice his life to gain favor in the public eye. And then you arrived.)
(You see, when Ptranosaurians intend to conquer something this is exactly how they do it.)
(Step one, attempt negotiation, try to avoid war becoming the only option. (would make a boaring RP if we just left it their now wouldn't it?)
(Phase 2: Since Ptranosaurians really only want to do what they believe is true and right they rally their own people with propaganda, then they come in and give them one last chance to unite with them with out blood shed.)
(Step 3: demonstrate their power with out harming civilians all while attempting to both display their capability while trying to actually fight their new enemy rather then just strait up murdering them.)
(Finally they operate both ways, not only with hostile force but also with the cunning of politics, trying to actually make more allies then enemies, while playing a deadly chess game of "Who are the real monsters after all?", and your slightest wrong move, such as Jak's idea to smuggle in a bomb, will label you a terrorist in the public eye, and they say they really just want to protect the people from you.)
(When I'm online but not at my computer I am going to be on chat so you know weather or not its worth attempting to wait for me and can get both things done online and off, I know how frustrating the waiting can be, how much time can be wasted trying to be able to tell.)
The Ptranosaurian Governor: *sigh* "You heard hear live, the terrorist want to nuke the planet with all your brothers and sisters sons and daughters on it. Come have a seat, get comfortable. Would you like some snacks and drinks?"
"Tell me, what are some issues you would like to see resolved?"
The Governor: "No apatite? hmm, So, *takes his food and puts it on his plate* "I'm listening, you can state your issues first, I will record them, and see what I can improve on for the sake of the people."
The Governor: "Slaves? *swallows some of his glass of mead* "Your galaxy has a problem with slaves? What a primitive concept. Not to worry, I will report this to Royal Imperial Admiral Quan-zer-aii-Don, we will colonize the areas with the biggest slave issue first, and make the need for over working live workers obsolete with bran new tools they call in your tong, robots. *activates a hologram of the galaxy* "Where would you suggest we go first?"
The Governor: "Your hear right now aren't you? Do, say, just be sure to keep it clean, this is live and their are children watching. Our laws are quite simple. Only kill in self defense, if you steal return 7 times what you stolen or a judge will decide your punishment, don't do that weird and cruel thing some of the natives of this planet where doing with a child in the streets before we got hear what ever that was, tell me, do you mean you want job options? Our pay will be 25 platinum coins a day once we are finished setting up."
As the Governor is finishing the meal he pauses a moment..... then shallows...
"So what your saying is, we should not interfere, because we aren't from around hear? You make a hard argument. Tell me this, are you sure your willing to pay the price it cost for us not to step in? What is the point of that if your just going to suffer?"
The Ptranosaurian governor: "Tell you what then, Quan-zer-aii-Don left me in charge of safeguarding this planet and its inhabitance, I hope you understand it wasn't to invade your privacy, but we scanned your flagship. Not at our level yet, but for what you have, I salute your fine craftsmenship! Now, according to the scanners, one of our solders is currently onboard that ship. Bring him hear to talk with me, he will testify that you are honorable and civilized after all, then I will request to Quan-zer-aii-Don that this planet be granted liberty and independence from the empire, I give you my word as a gentlemen." *extends a hand to shake*
The Governor: "Good for him, Then I guess I will have to let the people of this planet vote on weather or not I should be governor, But do understand, if the votes are no, we will have to make the cities like they where before. Nothing personal I know the stuff is cool, but your resistance might try to use it to kill our people. But the lame we made walk will still walk, the news lady will keep her eye sight, those things shall remain unchanged. How about now, deal?"
The Govener: "With, but I have made my promise, and a Ptranosaurian never breaks their promise. Now, I wish you luck on your trip, you want a food supply before you go? you don't seem to like the native recipe, perhaps something more of your planet?"
"The Elevator landing pad will bring you back to the surface when your ready."
He walks out the room in a polite manor, the news broadcast shuts off to give Jak his privacy.
you notice on the table a paper that repeats his last questions with blank check boxes.
The Govener: "Resupplies of food, fuel, repair gear for your fleet to take with them before they go yes or no and then a area to sign your name. After all we are a empire, we will only go to the next planet and see if we have better luck uniting them instead. Your a warrior, you deserve a honorable death in the battlefield, I'll be damned before I let some lack of supplies finish you off before you have a chance to fight. Give that to the local shipright and she will grant you weather or not you want resupplies. Now I must go, I promised my wife I won't be late coming home again, but I have failed, today I have brought her shame."
23 hours latter before even counting any votes the Ptranosaurians just pack up and leave, New Naboos cities are back to normal. Quan-zer-aii-Don comes onscreen: "Natives of the galaxy, to give you a fair chance to prepare for our next move we are informing you. that we will be working on a classified project. We will still be around but you won't see or hear of us until then. When the pause from war comes to an end we will continue exactly where we left off, and read New Naboos votes. A chose for independence granted.
The Scientist: "so what has he told you? " he fires another shot, it just glances off the side in a way that would only make a real target need a bandaid. "Yah, I'm a lousy shot, its because I grew up in the city, I couldn't get target practice because my yard was only 15 inches and then the road was their, so their was no where to do it. I wanted to be a scientist so I can escape the city. I shower 15 times a day just to be sure the city is scrubbed off, but over showering doesn't seem to agree with my health. "
The Scientist: "Hmm, Jak, you figured out how to beat them. We must approach this not with war, but with diplomacy."
.*fires a shot and sneezes during the firing, hits the hoop dead center*. "You know, my first mission was diplomatic, their is this planet called New Hades. Their are these people who live on the planet we wanted to learn about, they hadn't even discovered metal working, or fire, or even how to make shoes. Our plan was to educate them so we can fast forward them to the space age, to make our alliance that much stronger. But as soon as our ship neared the ground they started firing arrows at us. So, we decided to leave them alone. Still better then life in the city."
The fleet arrives at Gaeto, Swims Like Shark pilots his majestic flagship into atmosphere, lowering down gently with in atmosphere jet engines designed particularly for in atmosphere.
As the ships speed is reduced to 30mph by reverse jetting the ship http://thdf.wikia.com/wiki/The_Dynasties_Of_The_Allies submerges beneath the waves of Gaetoes sea 54 miles off the coast of a continent. Down down down the ship descends into the sea until at last its landing gear prepares, and it lands on the ocean floor, out a window you can see a kelp forest being tickled by the sun, and a coral reef still in mint condition.
The ships hanger bay doors open releasing hundreds of thousands of sea animals in to the wild to restore the population since the Grabbers RP.
A female siren unable to resist sings temptingly to a male until he seems almost hypnotized, she then lures him away into the kelp forest where the 2 disappear.
The chat scientist: "Its been 7 months and 20 days, the Ptranosaurians said they will be returning to combat in 8 months. We have rebuilt many cities, Gaeto is healthy, but we best prepare for what will come in a few more days."
The chat scientist: "Ah yes, my name is yutoma-zanti-..... *coughs* sorry, I tend to try to keep talking even when I have something bothering my wind pipe. My name is Gorge John. Born April 19. On Eafth.
The chip in her brain gets a signal like a mimicry of thought like a voice in your head not your own but in their with you.
In Ptranosaurian: "What? what's wrong?"
The chat scientist: *In Ptranosaurian:"Want to tell me why the hell the chip has been transmitting info on the wrong prisoner? Suddenly I am a man named Gorge John? what the hell are you people doing in their?"
Voice in her head replying: "It seems the data bank is malfunctioning, info regarding these 2 identities are fusing together. Until we can figure out what is going on abort operation. Over and out."
She rinses off again to cool down, then heads over in the direction of the lab.
The scientist: "I'm fine, just leave me alone would you? I'm sure just a little bed rest will fix everything. I will head to my quarters in the lab now. I'll let you know when I figure things out. And another thing don't touch me unless I ask you to."
The other scientist: "Ah Jak, good to see you again, bet you don't remember me from Planet Ghost Town. Jak, I don't know where she went, but the same thing happened earlier with DR carl. He walked in, I figured maby I could lend him a hand with what ever he is doing, but he wasn't their. But theirs no time, we should probably train for combat, its just 12 more days until the 8th month, and *begins to sob* my childhood nightmare will return!"
The scientist: "Jak, this is very confusing, we all know how much the Naga look like mermaids, the Ptranosaurians look very much like Dragons do they not? Do you think their are truths to these fairy tails?
The transmittion screen turns its self on, Quan-zer-aii-don comes onscreen.
"Native people of the galaxy, our preparations have been finished, we are now ready to continue the invasion. But first, we will count the votes made at New Naboo. Picking up where we left off and then we will announce which planets we will invade next. That is all for now."
25 Ptranosaurian ships exit slip space in orbit of New Naboo. Their no more then the vote counters, so their is no threat. Not unless.
A robotic shrimp craws out of the water carrying a tray with a lid, another sets a table, the tray is put on the table a 3rd puts a chair next to it. Under the tray you can already smell the food with out needing to look, fresh oven warm, sits 3 large calamari tentacles, 3 cat sized whole fish cooked to the marrow, and steaming clams of some kind.
The transmittion screen turns its self back on, Quan-zer-aii-don speaks: "The votes are counted, 58% say they liked their Ptranosaurian governor. Wise choice. But that still leaves a large number who do not want things to change. No worries, we will simply give them a reserved area where they can continue their way of life undisturbed by the rest of the planet."
"Now, the invasion will continue. In exactly 8 hours hear are the planets that will be invaded."
Swims like shark: "I don't want very many to know I admit this but, it would be suicide not to. We clearly can't beat them in a fight, but they have proven them selves to be able to be reasoned with. Ready to try it when you are."
2 hours latter all planets on that list have fallen into Ptranosaurian control. All except for Planet Crypto, which they have decided to leave alone minuets after finding out how impressive it is doing already with out them.
Quan-Zer-Aii-Don laughs in a friendly tone: "I knew you natives would come to your senses eventually. This short war has ended, and now begins a new age of peace for your galaxy. And a new age of union, our galaxy, now united with yours. Soon we will bring in civilian transports from our galaxy, you will be seeing new faces, and beings that you have never before encountered. If you have trouble getting along with your new nabors, we will deal with the problem. Now, would you like to meet in person? We shall discuss how to keep the comfort."
(Not at all, its just now I have to try to stay true to Dre'an characters. What I would have done is use the plasma cutter to heat up a stalagmite until its red hot, then burn seal the wounds to stop the bleeding. Then the scavangers won't smell blood. After which I'd set camp, get food, and wait for wounds to heal. After which I could sneak around so the Dre'ans can remain in NPC mode.)