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Shadowcaster
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Supreme Hero
Shaded Scribe
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posted August 03, 2004 11:32 PM |
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Alistair entered his box seat to watch the game, arriving fashionably late and sitting just in time to see the frenzied action of the Gordy's first match draw to a close. Wee Gordy's team had already lost, but the coach, Max, didn't seem too perturbed about it. Perhaps he had something up his sleeve. Was the game really over?
Gordy and his teammates, understandably diasappointed, began to shuffle toward the sidelines, but their coach stopped them, motioning the team to stay on the field as he approached the referee of the match and began conversing with him. After several minutes of deliberation, the game was declared void and a rematch was called. Not only were the Gravel Mounds short a player, but it seemed that they had snuck weapons into the arena as well. Perhaps their Roki wasn't cooperating as well as they had hoped.
A shouting match between the opposing coach and the ref started, though it was mainly one-sided, as the ref was simply trying to calm the coach down. Trying to keep his cool, he simply warned the coach if he continued with his verbal assault, he would be thrown out of the arena and his team would play without a coach. The peace was quickly restored and both coaches returned to their sides to explain to their teams what had happened.
Meanwhile, Alistair was giving Duncan an order the pertained to the match. He leaned to his fellow Esprit and said in a firm, resolved tone, "Make sure Gordy's team doesn't lose this time. Do whatever it takes so that he becomes a public hero."
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2XtremeToTake
Promising
Supreme Hero
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posted August 05, 2004 08:31 AM |
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Ra'esteh: YOU LET ME FREE NOW OR I WILL RIP ALL OF YOU PUNY HUMANS APART. I AM NO SLAVE. I WILL PLAY NO SPORT FOR YOU. I WILL RIP YOUR HEADS OFF AND EAT THEM IN MY DINNER! RAWWWWRRR!!!!!
His teammate looks at him, and backs off slowly.
(remember Ra'esteh still thinks he was abducted by humans.
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I almost had a psychic girlfriend but she left me before we met.
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Lord_Woock
Honorable
Undefeatable Hero
Daddy Cool with a $90 smile
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posted August 11, 2004 06:23 PM |
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Wee Gordy
In your team's locker room...
'I just can't believe it!' said Max, walking back and forth. 'How could they even think of smuggling weapons into the match?'
'Chill out, there'll be a rematch!', said Static
'And you'll bloody damn well win it! I want them bastards to know, I WANT THEM TO KNOW, that no one, I SAID NO ONE gets in Max's way!', Max roared and left.
'What was that all about?' you said.
'Oh, you know Max', said Jya.
'No, I mean that nobody gets in Max's way part. You think he's planning something?'
'Nah. You know him. He wouldn't do anything that might in any way lose "him" the tournament', said Static.
Dingo
After several minutes creeping around and nervously glancing at the map, you finally leave into the open (well, the closest to open space you can get on the Core). Once you're far enough from the crime scene, you slip into a vacant infobooth and turn visible.
'What would you like to do today?' says a pleasant sounding female voice.
'Contact me with mr Dekiro', you say.
Ra'Esteh and Gon'A'Su'u
Back on the ship...
'Nicely played', says one of the mystery men. 'too bad you won't be able to participate in the rematch'.
''nks', you mutter with great effort. 'When will you... let me go?'
'Soon enough', the mystery man says and turns to Ra'Esteh, who sat in the corner looking rather angry, with his hands in shackles. 'We'll be two players short, and it's not a good thing. If you decide to play, however, we'll treat you better, AND you'll get the chance to give someone a wollop.'
Alistair
Duncan enters your office with an envelope in his hand.
'Yes?', you said.
'Information about mr Gordy's next matches is on it's way', said Duncan.
'Splendid. And what, if I may ask, is that envelope you are holding?'
'It's for you.' Duncan puts the envelope on your desk and leaves.
You open it and find a note inside.
"We've got an offer you can't refuse. We've got a certain individual that you'd find valuable held captive. You will personally meet one of our men in the old warehouse in the La-Ta sector to discuss the deal. Don't pull any tricks."
Jonathan Anderson
'Anderson?', said a voice in your ear.
'Mr Daniels?' you said, taking a few steps away from Vadskye's ship.
'I want you in my office as soon as possible. I received a strange note and want you to take a look.'
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Yolk and God bless.
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TheRealDeal
Promising
Supreme Hero
Foobum* of Justice!
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posted August 17, 2004 09:13 PM |
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*Walks back and forth, mumbling*
I don't understand.. I should have won earlier, they were really weak.
Random Player: Never underestimate the enemy, they are usually better than you think..
Where i come from, i always win really early, no pun intented. Here, it was like my skills startet fading, like i couldn't push myself to the limit.
Same Player: Some enemy's have that effect, remember that your not the only one here which has got some sort of special power.
*Sits down, feeling a bit stressed*
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*We all know the that Foobum is the class of all that is Cake.
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RedSoxFan3
Admirable
Legendary Hero
Fan of Red Sox
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posted August 30, 2004 11:24 PM |
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Daniels: "Anderson?"
Anderson: "Mr Daniels?"
Jon took a few steps away from Vadskye's ship.
Daniels: "I want you in my office as soon as possible. I received a strange note and want you to take a look."
Anderson: "Yes, Sir."
Jon turns off his transmitter with a jolt and cringe of frustration.
Anderson: "How can I take care of this cover-up if you want me in your office?"
Vadskye: "Cover-up?"
Anderson: "You're also being paid to keep your ears and mouth shut. Correct?"
Anderson continues to explore the local area and comes to the conclusion that the humans have been overrun by a Roki revolt.
Anderson: "I hate those damn things."
With nothing left to do and no lead on the humans, Anderson asks that Vadskye return him to the Core. He knows that he must send out a team of fighters to the Roki planet as the first stage of the cover-up. Vadskye complies asking no questions. He takes the ship out of the atmosphere and plots a course for the Core.
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Go Red Sox!
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Dingo
Responsible
Legendary Hero
God of Dark SPAM
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posted September 08, 2004 06:38 AM |
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Dekiro: Hello?
Dingo: Mission accomplished.
Dekiro: Did you leave the envelope?
Dingo: Yes.
Dekiro: Good. I’m going to assume that you did a great job, and his body won’t be found for a few days. I don’t want to talk about this over the phone, be over in my office in ten minutes and…
The phone went dead. Dingo stood there, repeatedly asking Dekiro if he was still there. Then the robotic female voice could be heard.
Operator: Due to some recent events your call could not be compete. You will be refunded for the inconvenience.
Dingo’s money was ejected out of the machine. As he grabbed his money, behind him all the televisions lighted up. All tuned into the same channel. Dingo sat down at the bar, and began to watch the news report.
News Reporter: Just recently a senator for the Dauran; Mr. Dunir was murdered here inside the Core.
Dingo’s face immediately developed into a large snowball. The paleness of his face seemed to catch the attention of a few onlookers. They were staring right though him.
Dingo: You got a problem?
His threat worked, they turned their heads back towards the television. Dingo’s relief caused his face to become dark red. The News Reporter then walked up to a scrawny dark looking creature.
News Reporter: Mr. Tormak, could you please tell us why you have sealed of all the sectors surrounding this one?
Tormak: Dunir’s blood is still very warm. Kt’Kr’s blood cools very slowly. Our experts have been able to determine that he has died within the last ten minutes. So we have sealed off the surrounding sectors, the killer is sure to be in one of the sealed sectors.
Dingo’s face again went into a bright white color. He was sealed. He couldn’t get away. They were coming for him. The bartender noticed Dingo.
Bartender: Hey man! How’s it going? Listen to this murder story, is crazy.
It was the same Bartender that Dingo had seen earlier. This bartender was incredibly annoying, Dingo wanted to crack his skull open but he decided to act casual.
Dingo: Yes, it is quite interesting. Hopefully the authorities will get to the bottom of this.
Bartender: Yeah. Fo Sho.
The bartender was doing it again. His idiotic human personality would drive anyone mad. Maybe a simple task would calm the human down.
Dingo: Give me a shot of that.
Dingo’s finger pointed at round bottle filled with an orange substance. He then placed his money on the counter.
Bartender: Oh Whiskey. I remember when my…
Dingo: I just wanted the shot, not the story.
Dingo quickly slammed the shot. It burned more than the last human drink. The bartender started talking… again. Dingo had to get away from this man.
Dingo: Where is the restroom?
The bartender pointed at the direction of the restroom, and continued talking. Dingo made it inside the sanctuary. He stood there and looked into the mirror. Trying to comprehend what had just happened. They found the body, and where searching the sectors. They were searching. That phrase echoed though his mind. Dingo then heard some motion in the other room.
Voice of Authority: Everybody calm down. If you do not have proof of location as of 15 minutes ago, you are coming with us for questioning.
They had arrived. Questioning everyone who was a suspect. Luckily, they wouldn’t think to look inside the restroom. Then the bartenders voice could be heard.
Bartender: I remember someone going into the restroom.
Dingo: The ******* son of a *****.
Dingo pressed against a corner and could no longer be seen. Someone in a large black suit burst inside. He searched all the stalls. They didn’t find Dingo. They found everyone they thought they needed, and moved on to the next sector.
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Vadskye91
Promising
Supreme Hero
Back again
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posted October 30, 2004 06:43 PM |
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Vadskye wondered what was going on. Why was Jon so insistent about Vadskye not knowing anything about what was going on? Was he doing something illegal? Vadskye decided to discreetly poke around when they arrived at the Core. Besides, he was curious.
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Knowledge is power...
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Lord_Woock
Honorable
Undefeatable Hero
Daddy Cool with a $90 smile
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posted October 31, 2004 12:35 AM |
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Gon'A'Su'u
Once you were feeling well enough to walk straight and not fall over (hey, that match was exhausting and the axe thing hurt too), your "superiors" have decided to let you spend some time on the Core.
'Here's five hundred creds,' one of the mysterious bunch you work for gave you several round bits of plastic with numbers on them. 'You can spend them on anything you want. But try anything fishy, and we'll hunt you down. Don't let people find out who you are. And walk SLOWLY.'
Anderson and Vadskye
Not wanting to miss some perfectly good profit, Vadskye takes Anderson back to the Core. After some flying through space, Vadskye's ship enters the docking area. As the ship lands and Erion and Jon get off, a La-Ta in overalls approaches them with a chart and pen.
'Who's the pilot?' he says.
'Um, that would be me' Vadskye says.
'Sign here please.'
'This is new, I never had to do this before...'
'Oh, there's been some mess around not long ago and we had orders to keep track of who goes in and who goes out.'
Dingo
Having narrowly avoided being taken off for questioning, you decide to hang around this sector while they search the other ones. You think how much you should charge Dekiro for such a job, when it hits you that first, you would have to sneak out of this weirdo's bar. You turn invisible and run out of the place quietly, and look for a place to regain colors safely. Luckily, there's always a little bit of space between an infobooth and the wall.
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Yolk and God bless.
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TitaniumAlloy
Honorable
Legendary Hero
Professional
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posted November 06, 2004 08:22 AM |
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Finally it had gotten dark. It seemed to have taken a millenium before the light was dim enough to allow for any work to be done. Could be because it was about the time of year when the Core shifts gravitational plane, changing its rotation, and changing the shift of light energy. Or it could be because Hasti experience time a lot faster so a few hours could seem like weeks.
Hroximo stepped out of his hiding place behind a rusted cleaning droid. Standing up straight he checked and double checked the surroundings. This was both good and bad for his cause; because more people meant more danger but less gold. Something had been dripping on his head from the roof the whole time he was there.
Emerging from the dark corner of the poor housing area he stepped into a opening. The condition of this area was terrible, but it was understandable that the government wasn't willing to spend precious credits on improving the roadworks in such a low income area such as this.
'At least there's very scarce patrol...'Rox thought to himself, and smirked.
Turning left he heard the old fashioned sound of a door being manually opened.
'Wow... he must be pretty poor to not afford auto-open.'An old human left the house. It was a small apartment, much like the others in this street. Square, low maintainence, and fiberglass. This guy obviously wasn't worth the trouble.
However, curiosity kept Rox interested in this man. What was taking a weakling like him out at this time of night. The man continued down the path, Rox followed him stealthily dodging from cover to cover behind the steps to more apartments.
The man turned right into a closed plaza. Rox entered after him. The roof was small and it seemed a nice change from the derilict housing area. He saw the man talking to a small Kt'Kr. Money was exchanged between the two-
'I see whats going on here...' He crept forward to within hearing distance.
"Thats two ounces of Meridium. I added a little something to make it a quick high. You'll be on cloud 9 in no time... just hand over the money."He seemed quite confident for a frail human to be talking that way to a Kt'Kr. He was selling drugs.
'I knew he was up to something!'Drugs meant good money. Money is good. After the Kt'Kr left, the man sat down to count his profits. The sound of coins rattling made Hroximo very, very excited. This was going to be a good night...
He crept up to the old man, careful not to step on any broken glass, and the darkness didn't help. The man was sitting near an Adult Store.
"400...450...."He continued counting.
'I'm beginning to like this guy...'
Rox took out the blade which was strapped to his leg. The hearing jewel in the man's ear obviously wasn't working because he didn't notice Hroximo until he had the sharp end of a knife against his throat.
"Hello, friend! Looks like you've got quite a sum there! Growing meridium? Wouldn't want the authorities to find out, would ya?"
"Oh dear god.." Rox began to worry that he'll have a heart attack, so pathetic he was. But he answered-
"No.. take it all! Just let me live! Don't tell!"
"Very good. Now tell me where you get your drugs from and you're free to go!"He deposited the money into his pouch.
"Christ... I don't know his name, I swear! But he works near the Blitz arena, thats all I know! Don't-"
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John says to live above hell.
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TheRealDeal
Promising
Supreme Hero
Foobum* of Justice!
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posted November 06, 2004 10:21 AM |
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Sits there staring at the floor, thinking it's time to get out.. "i've gotten my strenght now"
He takes his cloak on, and leaves the ship.
Gon'A'Su'u walks into ar market like thing, thinking that he might get some stuff..
This world, moves too slow..
Weird Salesman Nr 1: Wanna buy some stuff, kid? Please..
Gon'A'Su'u: Not right now, maybe later.. i have to see whats around first!
Hmmm, i wonder how much this money is actually worth..
After watching some booths and saying no to a lot of salesmen, i notice a little booth with some kind of voodoo stuff..
Gon'A'Su'u: Oooh.. How much for the bottle with the blue stuff in it?
Old Saleswoman: 340 Cred.
Gon'A'Su'u: Isn't that a lot?
Old Saleswoman: 350 Cred.
Gon'A'Su'u: Hmm, Cya then!
Old Saleswoman: 300 Cred.
Gon'A'Su'u: Bring it down, or i'm leaving
Old Saleswoman 240 Cred.
Gon'A'Su'u: Deal!
Gon'A'Su'u Takes his bottle, pays, and starts walking away.. until..
Weird Dude: Give us your money!
Every salesman and person takes out a gun and points it at him.
Gon'A'Su'u suddenly sees no other choice than to..
He runs away in a speed no one can match, or hardly see, he makes it out to the street where he slows down to normal speed.
He hurries back to the ship, but in a 'normal' rate of speed...
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*We all know the that Foobum is the class of all that is Cake.
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Lord_Woock
Honorable
Undefeatable Hero
Daddy Cool with a $90 smile
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posted December 17, 2004 11:55 PM |
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Hroximo
You let the man go, and he falls down while trying to get away as fast as possible. He stands up hurriedly and runs away. Once he is out of sight, you go direct your steps towards the La-Ta sector, where the Blitz arena is located. Things might get interesting...
Gon'A'Su'u
'What the hell do you think you are doing?' says your "supervisor". 'Now people know there's a turbo around. And why? Because you didn't want to lose 260 creds and a bottle of overpriced liquor? I certainly hope you weren't followed!'
Dingo
Having narrowly avoided being taken off for questioning, you decide to hang around this sector while they search the other ones. You think how much you should charge Dekiro for such a job, when it hits you that first, you would have to sneak out of this weirdo's bar. You turn invisible and run out of the place quietly, and look for a place to regain colors safely. Luckily, there's always a little bit of space between an infobooth and the wall.
You run into such a place and, after checking if anyone'd see you, turn visible. Shortly after mingling in the everpresent crowd, you bump into a Kt'Kr.
'Follow me, mister Dingo' he says. 'Mister Dekiro would like to talk to you.'
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Yolk and God bless.
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