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wog_edn
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The Nothingness
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posted April 14, 2011 11:31 PM |
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"I would appreciate that, thank you." Mustaffa rumbled. "I am a bit disoriented after the cryo, I think something went wrong during the thawing. To the labs then."
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gnomes2169
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Duke of the Glade
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posted April 15, 2011 04:42 AM |
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The guy led Mustaffa to the lab, glancing at the large, armored and rather intimidating man frequently to make sure he wasn't accidentally going to be trod upon.
"H-here you are, sir. Bye." With that, the crewman ran away.
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Yeah in the 18th century, two inventions suggested a method of measurement. One won and the other stayed in America.
-Ghost destroying Fred
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wog_edn
Promising
The Nothingness
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posted April 15, 2011 09:19 AM |
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Mustaffa didn't even have time to thank the man before he was gone. He grunted in annoyance and knocked twice on the door, waiting for it to be opened.
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meroe
Supreme Hero
Basically Smurfette
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posted April 15, 2011 12:08 PM |
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Arlea has been deep in thought. Her music blaring so loud it was making loose items within her pod vibrate. A thin dusting of ice had formed on all metal surfaces and the air with thick with ice crystals. The tangle of metal and wires that she had been working on, beeped, hummed and made metallic knocks occasionally, but was drowned out by the incessant din of her Martian music.
But Arlea stopped suddenly, her head turning swifly to her left. She sniffed the frozen air, "what the hell is that smell?", she thought. A strange, damp, urine smell was picked up first followed by a dank, musty, ferny smell. Arlea stood next to the ventilation shaft and peered through the fine wire grating. 'Something MOVED! or rather something scuttled swiftly past'. Arlea instinctively pulled her face away from the grate. "oh dear, we have stowaways", she remarked to herself. She quickly relayed what she had seen to the Communications Officer. Then chucking her salvaged trap parts and machinery back onto her workstation. She unlocked her cabinet and took out two semi-automatic's, a Martian gilded blade, seven small incendiary devices and 2 motion sensors. She then quickly left the pod. "Better find the Captain", she thought .... and then realised she had already called Whitemoon Captain.
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Meroe is definetely out, sweet
as she sounds sometimes, she'd
definetely castrate you with a
rusted razror and forcefeed
your genitals to you in a
blink of an eye - Kipshasz
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War-overlord
Responsible
Undefeatable Hero
Presidente of Isla del Tropico
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posted April 15, 2011 01:00 PM |
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Basil unhooked his PDA and slid it into one of his pockets. He put out his cigarette and casually meandered over to the cargohold again. Basil was in no hurry.
In the hold, he used the required authorisation to get into the restricted area and fished out a spacewalk-suit. As the atmosphere of the training was still holding up, he didn't bother with a helmet. He clanked back to the training room, the magnets in the sole clinging to the surface.
When he got back to the training room, Basil set his toolcart to magnetise and opened the door. Dragging his tools behind him, he entered the room.
Inside brick-a-brack floated around in the room. And nothing that wasn't bolted down was in it's place anymore. Basil made his way to the center of the floor. There he pried off the lid to get inside the grav-mechanism. The entrance was only just big enough to get through, since he was wearing the suit and he could not get the toolcart through.
"I'll just take a look first then." Basil remarked.
Inside he checked his PDA again what mechanism exactly was jammed.
"Turbine, eh? That would be.....there. Let's take a look-see."
Basil went into the part that housed the turbine.
"What the? Why is there a samophlange stuck in there then?"
Basil tried to pull it out.
"Ugh...Ugh-argh. That thing is stuck in there but good. No wonder the works is all jammed. Ballbags, now I'ma have to cutt that thing out there."
Basil climbed out the mechanism and rumaged through his toolcart.
"Now where did they put my laser-cutter? No, no, that's not it. Damn bogans misplaced all my tools. Computer?"
"Yes?"
"Take a note, reorganise tools ASAP. Got that?"
"Recorded."
"Ah, there me laser-cutter is."
Basil tested the tool, to no avial.
"Ballbags! Out of fuel. Where did they put the fuel-cylinders?" Basil rummaged through his cart some more. And some more cusses, he found a fuel-cylinder, which he screwed onto the cutter. After a few tries, the cutter produced an adequate laser.
Basil climbed down into the mechanism again. After several minutes of carefull cutting, he got the jamming samophlange out the turbine.
"Now where did this b@stard come from? Cause that's gonna need replacin' too. Hullo? This thing looks like it was chewwed on by somethin' nasty. Betcha the commanderm'n'd like to see this then."
Basil closed up the mechanism behind him as he climbed out.
"Computer, test-run the grav in the training room." Basil called out.
After some mechical noises and the lights flickering, the floating brick-a-brack fell down.
"Computer, what's the status?"
"Gravitation operational, currently running on Earth-sealevel."
"Efficiency?"
"100%"
"Hmm, guess this here chewtoy came out something else then. Now to put this suit back and get meself some coffee befores I continue."
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gnomes2169
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Duke of the Glade
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posted April 15, 2011 05:23 PM |
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Whitemoon heard the two knocks on the door as the creature gave its last scream. That's all they can handle? I only made three incisions... Oh well, I got everything that I needed. Cleaning off the blade, Whitemoon gave the command for the door to open. He saw the giant standing on the other side, wearing his battle armor.
"Ah, guardian Mustaffa. You're awake already. Did you need something?"
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Yeah in the 18th century, two inventions suggested a method of measurement. One won and the other stayed in America.
-Ghost destroying Fred
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Kipshasz
Undefeatable Hero
Elvin's Darkside
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posted April 15, 2011 05:41 PM |
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Alex was in his quarters, putting on his normal attire. Everything was in their places as left before the crio freezing. Deciding not to wear the hat today he left to the mess hall. He was starving.
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"Kip is the Gavin McInnes of HC" - Salamandre
"Ashan to the Trashcan", "I got PTSD from H7. " - LizardWarrior
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wog_edn
Promising
The Nothingness
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posted April 16, 2011 12:12 AM |
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Mustaffa nodded and looked down at the much shorter person. "I am told the captain died, I wish to know how it happened. I also want to know what my orders are until we are ready to board the planet."
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meroe
Supreme Hero
Basically Smurfette
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posted April 18, 2011 11:53 AM |
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Arlea wiped the thin layer of condensation off the communications panel set high in the wall. She hit the button .. "Computer, locate Cap.... Commander Whitemoon", she stuttered. A faint whirring noise and hissing (static) caused Arlea to frown before the computer's nasal and clicky human female voice responded ".... ommander Whitemoon is located in Lab 2, please follow the Yellow markers", and ended with a very loud blast of static.
Arlea shook her head .... she knew that 60 years of freezing moist air would have played havoc with the wiring on literally everything on the ship. "This will take a long time to get fixed and before we can land on the planet", she thought.
Turning in the opposite direction than indicated by the yellow markers, Arlea took a short cut to the Lab deck.
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Meroe is definetely out, sweet
as she sounds sometimes, she'd
definetely castrate you with a
rusted razror and forcefeed
your genitals to you in a
blink of an eye - Kipshasz
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Kipshasz
Undefeatable Hero
Elvin's Darkside
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posted April 18, 2011 12:14 PM |
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While eating Alex sensed only sixty nine minds present on the ship. The captain has perished during the thawing process.
"I wonder who's in charge now"- He thought while plowing through the food with the fork. The food wasn't the tastiest, but at least it was warm. Alex went for a cod fillet steak with horseradish sauce and potatoes. He spicy sauce was the best thing to spice up the bland food. The automatic dispenser lacked spices of which Alex was very fond of. But at least the aparatus was able to prepare better food than simple and awful tasting protein cubes. Alex heard about crashed spaceship crews who turned to cannibals rather than eating the cubes. He washed down the food with poor quality wine and continued to eat.
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"Kip is the Gavin McInnes of HC" - Salamandre
"Ashan to the Trashcan", "I got PTSD from H7. " - LizardWarrior
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gnomes2169
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Duke of the Glade
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posted April 18, 2011 11:18 PM |
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"The captain's crio-chamber malfunctioned about three years ago. I will give you your orders if you come inside my lab. You have to see something to understand them, and I'd rather not have a pair of eyes... 'Accidentally' catch a glimpse of something they shouldn't see..." The commander gestured for Mustaffa to come in.
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Yeah in the 18th century, two inventions suggested a method of measurement. One won and the other stayed in America.
-Ghost destroying Fred
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wog_edn
Promising
The Nothingness
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posted April 19, 2011 03:37 PM |
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Mustaffa nodded his understanding and stepped inside the lab, he wasn't sure what he was about to see but his gut told him it was bad news.
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gnomes2169
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Duke of the Glade
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posted April 19, 2011 08:10 PM |
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The door slid to a close behind them, and re-locked... Or it was supposed to. The locking pin never fired. Another ship malfunction.
"This is what I brought you here to see. There are up to seven more on the ship right now. I need you to make sure the civilians stay safe.
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Yeah in the 18th century, two inventions suggested a method of measurement. One won and the other stayed in America.
-Ghost destroying Fred
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War-overlord
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Presidente of Isla del Tropico
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posted April 19, 2011 09:54 PM |
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Basil casually wandered into the dining area and had himself some coffee poured. Sipping the hot, if slightly weak for his taste, beverage, he looked at his PDA again. The Foodprocessors were next on the list. He located the main console and walked towards it. He hooked up his PDA, had it run a diagnostic and went to fetch his tools again.
When he came back, he shut the foodprocessors down.
"Sorry mates, cafeteria is close for the time being." he called out. "Untill the processors are fixxed, no food will be 'anded out."
Basil then proceeded to pry open a lid under the main console and set to removing parts until he could reach the nearest faulty one.
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wog_edn
Promising
The Nothingness
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posted April 20, 2011 12:42 AM |
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Mustaffa examined the creature closely, noting himself size and specific traits. "Do you know how they managed to escape, what can you tell me about them in general?"
He wanted as much information as possible if he was to catch all these creatures.
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gnomes2169
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Duke of the Glade
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posted April 20, 2011 02:32 AM |
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"These things are fragile, but very, very fast. They can go from zero to fifty Km in a second. Before they attack, they give off a small hiss. They do not seem to like the light over-much. When they prepare to attack, they give off a small hiss. They can apparently chew through the carbon-steel that we use for everything, and can collapse their skeletal structure so that they can fit into things like the ventilation shafts. They have a healthy fear of humans because of me now, but they might still attack someone like a child who wanders off by his or her self." He nodded and gestured to the door, "You have your orders, now go carry them out until I figure out how to deal with these new pests."
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Yeah in the 18th century, two inventions suggested a method of measurement. One won and the other stayed in America.
-Ghost destroying Fred
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wog_edn
Promising
The Nothingness
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posted April 20, 2011 12:13 PM |
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"Am I allowed to give new security protocols, giving the crew orders not to go alone and things like that." Mustaffa asked as a last question. "I will of course not tell them about the creatures, I will simply tell them it's procedure after wakeup from cryo."
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Kipshasz
Undefeatable Hero
Elvin's Darkside
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posted April 20, 2011 05:38 PM |
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- Patch them up so the food is fit for humans, because even dogs won't eat it now.- Alex said while walking past Basil with a tray with emtpy plate. He ate it only because his body was demanding food. Alex dumped the dishes to the washer and walked away.
While walking back to his quarters he sensed a primitive mind following him. He hadn't sensed it before. Alex turned back and saw it. The alien creature hissed.
- Stop!- He said, enforcing the word with his powers. The creature stopped and tried to cover it's face with it's claws. Alex's face would be furious, if he was able to do it. Without hesitation, Alex shot the creature straight in the eye. However, he didn't stop until the magazine was empty. The pistol's magazine held ten .357 caliber bullets and these were enough to dispose of the creature. This wasn't his usual sidearm, just a random pistol he took from the armory. After the abduction he made sure to always carry a firearm. Just in case.
By kicking the alien, Alex took it to the lab. As the door opened and he kicked the creature in.
- Explain.- He said while looking Whitemoon straight into the eyes.
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"Kip is the Gavin McInnes of HC" - Salamandre
"Ashan to the Trashcan", "I got PTSD from H7. " - LizardWarrior
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wog_edn
Promising
The Nothingness
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posted April 20, 2011 07:30 PM |
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Mustaffa looked at the other man and back at Whitemoon, a sad smile crossing his face. "Looks like this won't be as easy as you thought, at least now there are one less creature on the ship."
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gnomes2169
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Duke of the Glade
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posted April 20, 2011 10:49 PM |
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"Hmm, interesting. This must have been one that didn't see me eradicate four of its kind... Others might not be afraid either. Mustaffa, do what you need to do. Specialist Alex, do you want the long or the short version of the history?"
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Yeah in the 18th century, two inventions suggested a method of measurement. One won and the other stayed in America.
-Ghost destroying Fred
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