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>That awkward moment when you learn the religious revival movement you were headin was actually a vehicle for a Lovecraftian Abomination masquerading as a God to jack your body and take over the world
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>That moment when you realize that you can only do fandom RPs because you're bad at original characters. This is what I get for never playing DnD
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At this point, the Doctor was pointedly avoiding trying to think about what had occurred between him and Rose. Sure, she'd made mistakes, like many of his companions were wan to do, and some of them not exactly small to boot, she had provided some anchor as it were, keeping him from killing the last Dalek back on Earth, and that was something he had to be grateful for. It was a reminder that he could be someone else, that he was still the Doctor, and not the him that had fought the Time War.

He looked up as Rose mentioned getting a massage or doing whatever Time Lords did to relax. Now that was an idea, if he had heard one. "Well, I think I'll skip out on the meditation, never really my thing," he said with something of a chuckle. "I don't suppose you know how to play 4D chess? No, didn't think so." He gave it a tad more consideration before nodding. "Actually, a massage does sound good. Might be just what I need."

He rose from his seat then, leaving the tea and food behind. "Now then, try to not get in trouble while I'm gone, and come find me if you do." He walked away then, to go find that massage parlour. There had to be one here right? It was an up class resort far as he could tell, so he would probably find it by looking. Because Gods forbid that he ask for directions.
EDFS Andromeda

Hangar Bay

Hijikata considered the phrased request, though it carried the tone of a command, and decided that he was willing to accept it. No security entirely was a bit unreasonable, given the relative unknowns here, and so he was inclined to accept what the officer was saying. He nodded sharply. "Very well, that request is acceptable," he replied, knowing that his Marines would know what to do. Then there was the other portion of his request. "In that case, I'll take you to the bridge so you can see that data. I expect that it will prove that we have none of these war criminals of yours aboard."

He turned and moved, expecting the Imperial officer to keep up. The honor guard parted to allow them and their escorts through, the Admiral flanked by two marines in blue on white uniforms and armed with pulsar rifles, mirroring their Stormtrooper counterparts. They departed the hangar bay and moved up a lift, taking a direct path form the bowels of the ship, where the hangar was located, to the bridge at the top. "Careful," Hijikata advised as he stepped onto the first automated walkway they encountered on their journey, the mode of transportation that was widely used across the EDF. "It can be a tad difficult to get on your first couple of times." As they moved they were observed, via security camera, and from crewmen in a variety of colors that marked their section, some who were working, and a few who were just in the right position to see their guests pass by.

Soon enough, they were on the bridge, doors sliding open to reveal the nerve center of the ship, with a good view of the planet ahead, and the laid out consoles. "Admiral on the bridge," Brandon said, and snapped to attention, though most of the crew stayed at their stations.

"At ease," Hijikata replied. "Richards, you still have the conn. Any word from Commander Roche?"

Brandon shook his head. "No sir. His Seagull has docked with the Culling of Prospero, but we have not heard back form him yet."

"I see," Hijikata mused. He then turned to Flynn. "Lieutenant Hart, can you play back our navigational data prior to our transit here for the Imperial officer?"

"Yes sir," Flynn replied, and did just that. Above them, the viewscreen activated, showing the recent events as they knew them, the fleet moving out for Saturn, then them going into Warp and winding up here. The while, Hijikata glanced over at the officer to gauge his reaction.
Hangar of the Culling of Prospero

Roche was manifestly more confused now than he had been a few seconds ago, mostly because of these people's strange speech. "Yes, I came from Earth," he affirmed with a nod, not sure what this talk of 'Holy Mother Terra' was all about. The conversation was then interrupted as the Lord General nearly collapsed, blood visible on his leg, and Roche watched on, even more impressed if not intimidated, as one of the guards that had met them picked up the man, armor and all, like it was nothing.

"Alright," he agreed as they were told to follow to the med bay, and he motioned for the crew he had brought with to do that, them carrying along offloaded equipment through the halls of the large vessel. It was far from EDF standard at that, but it seemed to work for them. He nodded as Kurn advised him to get an Ogryn for a body guard, advising their strength and loyalty, if not their hygiene, and the surprising tattoo he could see seemed to give some hint to his intelligence as well. Still, they definitely seemed to have their uses.

"Would that I could, but there are none of these 'Ogryn' in the Earth Federation", he replied with a slight shrug, his opinion of the people on this ship still very much in flux. He was looking forward to getting to the med bay, and on with the job they had come here to do.
Valtare growled at Serena's stubbornness, a chip off the old block there. He could reaffirm Bane's assertion, and he was not about to let her go on like this, what she had said dismissed as statements from exhaustion that she couldn't really comprehend. "You're in no condition to do anything today. I'm sure he'll understand." He looked over to Bane, concern all the more prominent.

"Can you go inform the King of what has happened? I'll take care of Serena," he said. Once Bane had gone off to do so, he carefully maneuvered about and lifted Serena up, carrying her in his strong grip bridal style as he headed back to her room, and moving with some haste in the process, though careful to not jostle her too much along the way.
Kaga said
inb4 Vash tries to stand between these two while they're blasting magic at each other or something.I hope you guys have a good supply of Pokemon tears on hand.


If Ba'al shoots you with his Zat it may act like a defibrillator and restart your heart. Otherwise, sorry, no Pokemon tears unless we find a Sarcophagus along the way (don't worry, the egotistical megalomania takes a few uses to kick in.)
Oh come on man, not the face. His co workers would say it's the one thing he has going for him. :p
Still here.
Here's a taste of Ba'al and his voice. The deeper tone for the beginning is when he talks as a Goa'uld, the other is his hosts voice.
Oh, we're not negotiating. I'm just moving us to an area where civilians aren't in danger before I open up a can of whup ass on you. Because unlike you, I actually care about innocent life.
Valtare nodded in agreement with Bane's assessment, his face etched with concern. "Come on," he said, an arm wrapped around to support her. "You need to rest. The other stuff can wait. They'll understand if you're not feeling well." If there was something wrong, if she was working to the point of collapsing from exhaustion, then he would step in and stop her. He wasn't going to allow anyone to hurt her, or her to hurt herself if he could help it.
Amaya Tamashii said
I will post soin


Alright. I'll keep waiting then, I guess.

Until then, I shall read the entirety of the IC thread. I can already see things I wish I could go back and edit, because I realize now I could do it better.
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