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Post by SladeUzuki on Aug 20, 2009 17:48:09 GMT -6
Slade listened to Desri's reply, the whole time he started to open his briefcase. Looking at his mask, he let out a loud sigh before fitting it properly over his face. Then he took out his sheathed sword, placing it between his waist and belt on his back. He stood up as the elevator came to halt, reaching it's destination, he looked back over to Desri and his smile was more or less visible because of his mask.
"Well I hope you find them, but I can't say the same for me."
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Post by Neon Noble TH on Aug 21, 2009 16:13:49 GMT -6
"Open your docking bay and I'll decide what to do next. Keep any personnel away from my ship, though, or I will be forced to damage your ship." Xenon said. She wasn't ready to dock yet with so few answers.
The space vehicle floated closer to the large passenger ships, waiting for the bay doors to open. The ship tentatively floated nearby, blinking and whirring in the empty space. Xenon tapped her foot while she sat in the cockpit.
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Post by MontyFang on Sept 10, 2009 12:43:45 GMT -6
Attamist walked into the living room and plopped himself on the couch. He let out a sigh as his muscles relaxed and he threw his head back. "I can't really make any sense of this, but... Then again... I best not try too..." He began to doze off.
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Post by Celest on Nov 11, 2009 20:38:44 GMT -6
*Captain Fargo flipped a few switches and input a series of code into a holographic panel.* You have docking permission. We will notify everyone onboard when more of these events have had time to process.* ******* *Desri's eyes opened wide with a mixture of amazement and shock as she viewed what looked like a large city in the middle of the ship. People ran past her as they shot off down the roads and paths, hoping they would find what was similar to their old homes. She picked up her belongings in her right hand and began to move down the streets, hoping that everything was just the same as it was on Altaea. Coincidentally, she came across her address after several minutes of walking: 43rd Cherrygrove Lane. There it stood: her house, just as it was before the incident. Hope swelled inside her as she dashed towards the front door, fondling in her bag for her spare set of keys that she subconsciously packed. As she unlocked the door and strode in, she looked around the room eagerly.* Mom! Dad! *Her voice echoed throughout the house, and then everything grew quiet. She frowned slightly, then set her bags down and started climbing the stairs to the second floor. She opened the door to what was her parent's bedroom, but no one was inside. She paused for a moment, then sat down on the edge of the bed.* They...they didn't make it.
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Post by Kudo the Hare on Nov 12, 2009 1:36:49 GMT -6
I felt the darkness slipping over me... All I know is gone... All I remember is boarding the last transport then... The ship rumbled from the explosion "Engine room status report!" The captian said over the intercom. "The explosion from the planet took out 65% of the main reactor. I dont know how long it will hold" "Capitan, hull breach in sectors five and two. I dont know if we can stand another impact!" "Get those auxiliary thrusters online, ensign." "Right sir!" I huddled in a corner of the ship holding my children and wife. "Are we going to make it " She said "I don't know, but we have been through worse." "Daddy I'm scared!" "Me too!" "Don't worry little ones, Daddy is here. I am the top in the military you know." Meanwhile back at the command bridge. "Second wave coming. Brace for impact! In Three.. Two... One..." A violent rumble shook the ship. All of the gravity generators went offline and we began floating into the air. The entire ship went dark. I lost my grip on my family. I suddenly couldn't breath and felt the suffocation start to take over... I was never good at holding my breath... "Sir..." "Ngh." "Sir can you hear me " The panther opened one eye as his vision blurred slightly. all he could see was the silhouette in front of a white light. "Where am I " He tried to sit up but all he could feel is pain. "Sir don't move. You will only end up hurting yourself!" He laid still for a moment and allowed his full vision to return to him. He could see that he was in an infirmary with nurses and doctors running past his room in all sorts of directions. A young nurse was sitting by his bedside. "I'll have to admit." He said as she thumbed through a small amount of paperwork on a clipboard "You were touch and go there for a while. At some points we almost lost you." "You didn't answer my question before so I'll ask again. Where am I " "Oh, I'm sorry. You as well as all the refugees are on the space colony Celestia. You were one of the three hundred and twenty that survived from your ship. We were surprised that you weren't dead yet. You where floating out in space after all!" "Out.. in.. space... Did you find my wife and children " "I'm sorry but I don't think they made it." He lay there stricken, weeping softly, trying to hide the pain and act all tough. "To cross reference the roster for the ship you were on, I would like to ask of your name " "Dif." "Thank you Mr. Dif. The doctor will be in soon to check your condition." Several days have passed. Dif has recovered dramatically compared to the others on his ship. His rehab sessions only lasted for three days before he was up and running like he did when he was in high school. "Well Dif. I give you a full bill of health! You are free to go." "Thank's doc." he said before leaving. He walked outside. This is the first time he saw what the colony looked like. In fact it looked like the town he had lived in before the catastrophe. He hailed a taxi and headed towards his house, eventually pulling up to 42nd Cherrygrove Lane. Walking up to the door was nostalgia for him. Bringing back good memories of his family... His family... He touched the door and slumped to his knees, crying hard enough to make his entire body jerk. He could not regain his composure. He realized that all he cherished was gone. No one to love, no one to take care of, no one to live for, no one to read bedtime stories to and tuck in at night. He was all alone in the universe and he didn't know where to turn. He sat there crying staring at the door.
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Post by Neon Noble TH on Nov 14, 2009 19:59:49 GMT -6
Xenon sighed and eased her ship into the now-open cargo bay. The doors began to seal behind her, and the ship touched down gently inside of the large passenger ship, now in complete silence, with the airlock re-engaged. The hedgehog sat inside pensively. What to do next Board. Xenon descended into her own cargo bay to grab a few essentials. Among them, the woman grabbed two pistols and a bottle of water, placing all of these but one of the pistols into her backpack. She grabbed the activation device from her ship's cockpit and pocketed it, and then opened the exit doors. She stepped out, still in her space suit, and sealed the ship. If anyone touched it, the speaker in the activation device would go off, and she would be the only one able to deactivate the defense mechanisms. Now, the hedgehog climbed up a ladder to the living deck. It was strange-- the whole place seemed to be laid out just like the planet had, with different streets and houses labeled just like they had been before the planet exploded. And it was very active. Everyone was running to what must have been their home, taking whatever and whoever they had with them. Naturally, Xenon's home wasn't there. It was practically nonexistent to the authorities, and if they had known about it, she would have been asking for trouble. But she wasn't concerned; no, she kept a loose hand hanging over her pistol and strutted down the streets. Heads turned as they saw the suit, and others made double-takes and panicked when they saw the weapon. She was going right to the commander of the ship, no questions asked.
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Post by Celest on Dec 10, 2009 19:11:58 GMT -6
*Everyone was quiet in the command bay on the Celestia. Captain Fargo sat in his seat, his head in his left hand.* "Sir," one of the pilots stated, turning to him, "contact has been made with the surviving colonies. It looks like a total of three other vessels successfully made it out of orbit." "Only three..." Fargo replied softly, shaking his head solemnly. "Damn shame no one else survived." "Sir, I've set up communication links to the colonies. They are requesting to speak to you." Fargo wiped his eyes and lifted his head. "Initiate the conference." *Three different monitors turned on, each showing a different captain of each ship.* "Fargo, what the hell is going on here " one of them, a female wolf in a white officer's robe demanded. "I'd like to know the same," he replied curtly. "The geologist team that gave us the heads-up happened to board the Celestia, so we should have some news from them shortly." "I had relatives that didn't make it on board," another replied. "If this is some government fuck-up, I'll be hunting some heads." A panel next to Fargo flipped on, ringing. He muted the conference and pressed a button on the panel. "Fargo here." "We're ready to hold a conference about the seismic activities that eradicated Altaea," a voice stated. "Inform everyone that they should either come to the conference, or tune in for the information." "Okay," Fargo replied. "I'll inform them immediately." ******* "Attention, citizen of the Celestia," Fargo's voice rang out throughout the entire colony. "We are ready to conduct a meeting about the disaster that befell our home. If you are seeking any answers to your questions, be sure to tune into frequency 140.85, or meet up in the Central Park. That is all."
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Post by Kudo the Hare on Dec 11, 2009 3:32:23 GMT -6
He laid in bed staring at the ceiling, the covers and sheets neatly folded at the foot of it, when the broadcast rung through the walls of his room. Knowing that he didn't have a communicator he slowly got up and headed outside towards central park.
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Post by Neon Noble TH on Dec 15, 2009 22:37:53 GMT -6
"...Well, this doesn't help at all." Xenon muttered. She looked for a sign that pointed in the direction of Central Park and immediately made her way there. She went there at a fast pace in order to avoid standing behind a thick crowd, and found that people were slowly and confusedly making their way to the park.
Xenon, still in her uniform with her helmet, made sure to keep her pistol ready in case of anything that could go wrong in an angry crowd.
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Post by Kudo the Hare on Dec 16, 2009 3:15:01 GMT -6
Dif walked along and saw a young woman moving rather swiftly. his trained eyes focused on what was at her side. He noticed her gun strapped to her side. Why would anyone need a gun for a public speech. He ran after her and jumped in front of her. holding his arms out at the side to block her path. "What do you think you're doing Do you want more suffering to go on because honestly I have had it up to here with the losses."
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Post by Neon Noble TH on Dec 17, 2009 18:03:31 GMT -6
Xenon froze. She blinked behind her helmet, and Dif was close enough to actually see this through the other side of the visor. She grimaced at him. "Maybe I should ask you why you think this is important " Xenon asked, knocking one of his arms away to walk past. "If you didn't notice, people simply jump aboard these ships. I came in on my own and I believe that I should be prepared to fight in case any of those aboard are less-than-friendly." Her walk was slow, and she kept an eye on Dif. He'd probably try to block her path again. "And when we hear what's going on, I don't want to be unprotected if there's a riot. Think ill of me all that you want, but I'm telling you that I'm not going to shoot any poor bastard unless I'm attacked."
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Post by Kudo the Hare on Dec 17, 2009 21:36:40 GMT -6
->EDIT<-As she pushed passed Dif he slipped her gun out of the holster and pressed the pin out that was securing the barrel dismanteling but not harming the gun->Edit<- "I believe you won't be shooting anyone with out your gun." he said holding two halves of her gun in his hands to show her before dropping them to the ground "I have no intention of seeing anyone else getting hurt on my watch. If you didn't know I am ex-military espionage with specialties in CQC and crowd riot control. Besides I and my family..." tears started to roll down his cheaks "where on the GFW1002 military cruser. We almost broke orbit before... before." he said sobbing hardly yet still standing his ground.
(I'm sorry for the confusion. I'm NOT godmodding or pulling a super human feat. I sometimes access the site from my phone and the posts have to be in about 1500 characters including spaces. I try to make my post so you can understand what's going on before I can get to an actual computer and edit it so the RP can continue quickly. Plus you have to assume that because he's ex-mil that he would be able to disassemble any tipe of hand and machine gun he can get his hands on.)
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Post by Celest on Dec 17, 2009 22:08:40 GMT -6
POST PENDING.
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Post by Neon Noble TH on Dec 18, 2009 0:25:10 GMT -6
[[I'm pretty sure that's not exactly fair. Is it legal to snap a neck like that, too ]] "YOU SON OF A--" Xenon shouted. "Do you know how long I spent building that weapon I even made this damn suit! I've been keeping weapons away from gangs for a long time now! If anyone is going to prevent someone from being hurt, it's going to be ME." She turned on him and stormed farther into the crowd. Very angrily. That fucking bastard! Who the FUCK does he think he is Who is he to think he can just go about acting like that The nerve of some assholes!
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Post by Celest on Dec 18, 2009 2:17:46 GMT -6
POST PENDING, DAMMIT. [When someone puts post pending, DO NOT REPLY until that person has replied. You're lucky that I don't delete your post, Neon. I'm pissed off now because I have to rethink what my post WAS going to be. New rule added to OHZ rules so that those lacking reasoning skills can brush up on some sense there.]
[EDIT: Kudo will be editing his post when he gets access to his computer in the morning. If I'm lucky enough, Neon's post won't be needed if the events are changed, which in turn will allow me to make the post I wanted.]
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