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6 yrs ago
Current Look who's back bitches!
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8 yrs ago
We are the porg, our existence is futile.
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8 yrs ago
R.I.P Stefán Karl Stefánsson, A.K.A. Robbie Rotten. You were an icon.
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8 yrs ago
I used to write well, then I took an arrow to the knee
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8 yrs ago
You know your summer will be great when you're watching Troom Troom makeup hacks, but you're a 25 year old male who doesn't know what pigment is. #thuglife
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My name's Erklings25, but you can call me Erk, or Richie. I've been RPing since I was 9 and I'm still not any good at it. You saw nothing. I'm a massive film/literature/theatre buff, so feel free to drop me a PM if you want to chat about that kind of stuff. Because I have nothing interesting to say, here's a quote I'll leave you with that always inspires me:



HASTA LA VISTA BABY!

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Hang on. Oberon and Ganymede? Am I the only on who is finding a Shakeseapre refence?
And we're back!
Soloman's head quickly turned to see Brain "What? Carpenters drill? Where the hell did you- wait let me see that!" He briskly marched to the room Brain was last in, dragging Brain behind him, and looked though the equipment. "How the fuck did you get the old technicians stuff and wasted medical supplies, you stupid boy?" He slapped his forehead "listen to me lad, go down the hall and there should be a room in your left with a red cross on, there is the good stuff!" He patted him on the shoulder hard, really hard. I was more like a hit than a pat. He then tried to find Jack, clutching a piece of paper. When he found her he saluted and then handed her the paper. "Here. This is the rest of the mission details where we'll be landing and stuff. By the way the terrain on that moon we're landing on I Uranus, isn't the most smooth let's say!" He saluted again and marched back to the bridge.
Kind of busy!
Soloman tapped his earpiece "Hello? Yes I read you. We are ready for take of." He pulled a lever and The Infinity rose off the ground. "All systems are go." He smiled he was back in the air. "Captain over and out." He looked over the th empty seat next to him. Mark's seat. "Don't worry Cappy, I'll make this mission worth the crew!" He laughed and then spoke into the intercom "Right-ho, crew, we have taken off," he said, in a commanding tone "so you had better started planning the escort whilst we're on Uranus!" He sighed. This crew was harder than he thought. He left the ship to pilot itself and he visited the bridge. There he could monitor the goings on of the planning of the escort mission. When he heard Brain 'fresh out of collage' remark, he yelled so loud they could probably hear it in the breifing room. "How dare he call me 'fresh out of collage'!! I'm 29 years old for Christsake! I'm probably going to need something to hit now!" He then added "Maybe that Neural Networks punk!!" He silently chuckled.
Soloman turned his head towards Emily "Listen here, I don't care for Neural network whatevers darling, but if your that instant then fine, you can monitor the ship to check for any damage reports. If any aliens get in here though, you may need backup. My backup." He looked at Jack "You look like your a pretty good fighter, how about whilst I'm guarding the ship here, you can lead the team." He threw her an ear piece "use this to contact me, if you need to." He gathered up his folder and held it under his arm and he tapped his ear piced "This is Soloman Creeks, can you read me? Good," he said, the captain of the convoy was contacting him "Yes we're almost ready, we'll take of in 7 mins, approximately. Soloman Creeks over and out!" He turned to the crew "You heard me, get going!" he ordered, exasperated "Meeting adjourned!" He saluted to the crew and marched out of the room to the cockpit and punched in the co-ordinates. He sighed to himself "I can't wait to see what happens to these imbeciles!" He chuckled.
Soloman smiled at the man who spoke up. "Right there!" He shouted "Right there is a model solider, who can guess what the rest of you where to dim to realise I didn't metion." He liked this kid, he was smart unlike most recruits he met. "Yes we are escorting a smaller convoy to our destination, Uranus. That's why I asked you all to bring your wepons. I wasn't lying about the gadgets though, we need to been unseen by the aliens on Saturn." He turned to the Medic "Listen son, that media it of yours may be used quite frequently on Uranus so, do you feel prepared to fight," he sternly frowned at him "and use it, at the same time!" He said at the same time to faze him a little. He slammed his hand on the desk "Well, do you?"
Soloman's cold eyes watched the new crew as they poured into the briefing room. One of them who was carrying a medical kit, looked far too enthusiastic for Soloman's liking. One member asked if they where the briefing room was. "It's right here idiot!" He sneered distastefully. "It looks like we're all here. Good. We have just received a very basic mission. We need to transport ammo to an outpost in our base on Uranus." He gave the crew a stern look as to dare them to make a joke "Sadly our alien 'compadres' have taken several areas of Saturn and have heavy artillery," he pulled down a picture of the flight route "so to avoid being destroyed on your first mission, that does happen, we will stop on Jupiter where our a new military lab have devolved a device to make us travel past unseen, so we can safely land on Uranus. Sadly we may encounter an alien or two on Jupiter or Uranus so I expect you all of to have all your wepons on you at all times. If you don't and the aliens don't kill you I certainly will, and I'm not joking!" He knew one thing however, the neural networks manager would be into him, he protested when they were brought into his ship. Then again if he had his way a the female members of the crew would dress like french maids. "Any questions?"
You guys on?
Yeah. So, some of you may be transfers from other ships. Some of you may be just new.
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