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Peace is a Lie, there is only Passion. Through Passion, I gain Strength. Through Strength, I gain Power. Through Power, I gain Victory. Through Victory, My Chains are Broken. The Force Shall Free Me.
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Peace is a Lie, there is only Passion. Through Passion, I gain Strength. Through Strength, I gain Power. Through Power, I gain Victory. Through Victory, My Chains are Broken. The Force Shall Free Me.
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"Never was, never will be."
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We find that our favorite damage type is collateral.
8 yrs ago
We do not corrupt mortals. We teach them enlightened self-interest.
8 yrs ago
Peace is a lie. There is only passion (for cookies).
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yup
we get the feel that many have dropped out from here, and combined with the pretty wide spread of character interests, that kinda made this hard to continue.
we could probably work out a post now that we've gotten the mentality back, but since our character is slated to be outside the camarilla, it probably won't help unify much.
we could probably work out a post now that we've gotten the mentality back, but since our character is slated to be outside the camarilla, it probably won't help unify much.
there is no such thing as too much overkill.
which is why you'll need to use a backpack worth of C4.
Its not much, but at least its a post.
As she worked upon making the computer construct estimated appearances of the planets from the sensor data, Morven thought on the time six years earlier when her body still looked mostly human. These days, she could hardly imagine being so primitive, reliant on muscles to show emotions, with fragile skin and bones. Now she was so much better. If she thought hard, she could still use her facial muscles to show emotions, but that no longer felt natural, or happened instinctively. The muscles still existed, but they lacked the same purpose as they held all those years ago.
Like everyone else on the ship, she had been charged by the government to do various things. She would do them, of course, but she felt no incessant urge to do as ordered. She had joined this expedition more to have time to figure out why she had changed and what it meant as she had out of curiosity about this galaxy. Getting away from bothersome relatives from back when she was human was just as important a goal as understanding the changes. If she first had to stay here for the foreseeable future, she might as well figure out if there were any good planets out here. For while the ship is capable of staying out nearly indefinitely, there is something intangible that worlds have and ships lack. That same intangible thing was why she had chosen to join the MWEC in the first place. She had hoped that, by visiting as many worlds as possible, she could figure out just what it was. So far, however, there had not been any luck.
Slowly the projections of the planets took shape. There were numerous blurred zones were the computer had to extrapolate appearance, but they were small and far between. Using the algorithms she had developed over the last couple of years, Morven could actually reconstruct almost all of a planets backside just from the full sensor sweep of the front. Provided the planet had a sufficiently thick atmosphere and interconnected ecosystem. A multi-sided scan would still be more detailed, of course, for though topography and climate could be reconstructed that way, it was not possible to reconstruct deeper geology or other things not directly linked to the ecosystem. There was also the fact that no orbital or extra-orbital scan could reveal genetic details of the biological life on planets. Sensors simply could not yet be calibrated that finely. That was one reason Exoplanetists always went down to planet surfaces if there was even a hint of life on them.
She chose not to pay much attention at all to the rest of the crew. Not because she didn't like them, but more because they weren't all that relevant. They had their missions and purposes, she had hers. Other than convenience or in the potential need to go down to a planet would she have any reason to interact with any of them. They would send their relevant data to her and she would send hers to them. There was no good reason for her to interact more with the humans. No reason at all. The computer bleeped as the projections finished up. She tagged the sectors according to precision, made a quick listing of probable resources, then sent it to the others.
Like everyone else on the ship, she had been charged by the government to do various things. She would do them, of course, but she felt no incessant urge to do as ordered. She had joined this expedition more to have time to figure out why she had changed and what it meant as she had out of curiosity about this galaxy. Getting away from bothersome relatives from back when she was human was just as important a goal as understanding the changes. If she first had to stay here for the foreseeable future, she might as well figure out if there were any good planets out here. For while the ship is capable of staying out nearly indefinitely, there is something intangible that worlds have and ships lack. That same intangible thing was why she had chosen to join the MWEC in the first place. She had hoped that, by visiting as many worlds as possible, she could figure out just what it was. So far, however, there had not been any luck.
Slowly the projections of the planets took shape. There were numerous blurred zones were the computer had to extrapolate appearance, but they were small and far between. Using the algorithms she had developed over the last couple of years, Morven could actually reconstruct almost all of a planets backside just from the full sensor sweep of the front. Provided the planet had a sufficiently thick atmosphere and interconnected ecosystem. A multi-sided scan would still be more detailed, of course, for though topography and climate could be reconstructed that way, it was not possible to reconstruct deeper geology or other things not directly linked to the ecosystem. There was also the fact that no orbital or extra-orbital scan could reveal genetic details of the biological life on planets. Sensors simply could not yet be calibrated that finely. That was one reason Exoplanetists always went down to planet surfaces if there was even a hint of life on them.
She chose not to pay much attention at all to the rest of the crew. Not because she didn't like them, but more because they weren't all that relevant. They had their missions and purposes, she had hers. Other than convenience or in the potential need to go down to a planet would she have any reason to interact with any of them. They would send their relevant data to her and she would send hers to them. There was no good reason for her to interact more with the humans. No reason at all. The computer bleeped as the projections finished up. She tagged the sectors according to precision, made a quick listing of probable resources, then sent it to the others.
Nope. Nobody here. Move along.
What's the fun in that?
Security, so far at least, isn't much of an issue... Other than from each other, of course.
Maybe some sort of sciences field?
Maybe some sort of sciences field?
Yup. Job to do is kinda necessary, but ulterior motives for being there is quite acceptable. We'll try to finish the post we started some time ago soon.
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