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@Quote5
Fanny appears inquisitive while Ernest is giving a rundown of his condition, slightly humored at his struggle with his own operational systems, but she flushes a tint of pink – maybe embarrassed – when he starts speaking of the massive ribbon and destruction of the Quatis Solar system.
Yeeeaaaahhhhh… look, Ernest,” She replied apprehensively, “I don’t know too much about anything either, just that that Ribbon, who people have started calling Hany’s Ribbon, or in some cases ‘that bitch’, killed most of the population on Quatis. Only 7 billion or something like that. But it wasn’t an entire loss, I guess,” She glanced at the doors that led to other areas of the ship, “a handful of them managed to escape on ships before their world was destroyed."
"Consider me a scientist,” She adds, while getting out of her chair and heading to the area of the deck where a table and interactive terminal of types was situated, “I’ve been following that ribbon for a while, trying to work it out, you know? But I haven’t been having much success. Now that my ship is out of action, I don’t have a way to keep track of it anymore."
"You don’t have a manual control deck, something like that? Maybe a place I can continue my studies until my ship is fixed up? But eh…” She shrugs and looks around dismally, “I guess you don’t really wanna be bothered getting involved with something dangerous like that. But on a side note, you got any beer?”
Meanwhile, back in the docking bay, Fanny’s ship disappears, again, only this time it doesn’t re-materialize.
@GingerBoi123
Fanny May had on a gray business skirt, white blows, semi-high heels, her hair tied back in a bun and cute little reading glasses bobbing loosely on the bridge of her little button nose. But for some reason she was giggling in playful kind of way as she ran down the alleyway in her attempt to escape the five local gang members chasing her –
“Your ass is ours!” One of them yelled out, “We’re gonna give you a facial you’ll never forget!” another one jeered, “Then I’m gonna cut off your cute little titties and play myself a little baseball with em!” another one said as they slowly closed in the gap between themselves and her.
“None of you pencil dick losers are gonna touch me!” She laughed mockingly as she turned the corner and down the next alley where she ran straight into Damien in the moment he stepped out from interdimensional portal. The impact of the collusion caused them both to come crashing to the damp, dirty pavement with Fanny on top, looking Damien straight in the eyes as she used her index finger to prop up the glasses on her nose.
“Oh, high there, cutie!” She said with a chirpy smile and scrambled to her feet before pointing behind her at the gang members heading their way. “Those mean boys are trying to get a piece of my ass – so I gotta keep moving. Maybe you can slow them down for me or something.” She starts running again and yells back. “When you’re done here meet me at the café just around the corner on the next street!”
The portal had already vanished when the five gang members come racing around the corner. They quickly surround Damien, having heard what Fanny had said to him, and seem visibly pissed off about the interruption to their plans. Two of them are armed with switchblades, one with a meter-long iron pipe, the largest of the members seems to think his fists will do the trick, and one with a Glock G18 fully automatic handgun pointed at his head – obviously the leader – and is speaking the words;
“Wrong time, wrong place, motherfucker! And now ya gonna die….”
He squeezes the trigger –
@Oh no my soup
Fanny, or at least one representation of her, seems a little saddened when Magnus calls her Manny, but doesn’t bother to correct him. She continues listening with slightly sympathetic attentiveness at everything he has to say. When Magnus jerks up to await a response, he finds Fanny standing very close, within arm’s reach, holding out a bottle of beer for him.
“Drink? Fanny finds a beer really helps at times like this.”
As she offers him the beer, the planet size entity shifts sharply as the stars changed their direction of movement. Apparently they had altered course.
Assuming that Magnus takes the offer, Fanny plunks herself down on the ground in front of him, crossing her legs in a childlike manner - though, considering her lack of clothing – it may have been viewed as an indecent pose. She rests her elbows on her knees and her chin in her hands as she rolls her eyes up at Magnus in a lost-puppy manner.
I’m gonna take you somewhere special.” She said. “Just you wait and see.”
Magnus didn’t have to wait long. In the closing of Fanny’s words an actual planet came into view ahead. It was massive, the size of an average gas giant, only not made of gas. Instead, the surface seemed dark, dismal, crater riddled and clouded, as if the previously inhabiting civilization had long since destroyed themselves through global war. As Fanny, or whatever the entities true name was, slowed down approach of the planet, she tells him;
“This is a local dumping ground for a race that resides not too far away. They usually dump their garbage here, but because they’re kinda stupid they also dump a lot of useful stuff like outdated space ships, most of which are still pretty advanced from pretty much everyone else’s point of view. No one really lives here anymore though, I don’t think…? Maybe if I drop you off, you can pick out a space vehicle for yourself? You can’t go gallivanting around the universe without a vehicle, right? And staying on me, as much as I’d appreciate the company, would probably get boring for you after a while.”
The massive entity finally comes to a halt in orbit of the planet.
“Let me know when you’re ready and I’ll send you on down. Is there anything else you need…?” She winks and gives her boob a scratch. “Or.. maybe you’d like to stay instead?”
((love the list of items btw XD))
@Scorpionius
“Bless my cute little hiney!” She calls out delighted at the offer to take a seat behind the wheel, and throws her empty beer bottle to the side. It shatters against a nearby metallic waste barrel, but she doesn’t give a second thought to the shards of glass that spray out across the concrete floor. “Those are the words I was wanting to hear, you sweet, sweet, sweet machine!”
What may at some point seem odd to Sir Swallow, Fanny then climbs into the driver’s seat without taking so much as a carry bag with her. No purse, no jewelry, nothing but the tomboy jeans and flannelette shirt she had on from the start.
“And might I just say, you are a very good looking vehicle, I don’t believe anyone on this planet manufactures anything quite like you.” She tells him, settling into the seat while caressing the knob of his gearstick. “They’re too concerned with technological advances to worry about looks. Malcolm… honey… I’m sure you spend most of your time fighting off all them female Carthropods that want a piece of your ass, am I right or am I right?”
While Malcolm is answering one way or another, Fanny then does something a little odd. She goes completely silent. Her eyes narrow as if thinking about something she might have forgotten. Then a small, purple arm of electrical current slides in a single movement across the surface of each of her eyes like windscreen wipers. The subtle event took all of a moment, before the garage doors behind them started opening again.
“We’re good to go.” She said, giving the gearstick a little squeeze. “No tech hunters around for a 5 mile radius. Let’s get out here!”
@Zyngard+@Dartbored Fairy
“I don’t think they want the ash to enter the residence, sir.” The lieutenant confirmed, as Dino reeled back in shock from the door. He couldn’t recal the last time anyone had actually refused him.
“Well, thanks for that, Lieutenant – Glad you came along!” He says, lifting his arm to analyse the nifty little gadget on his wrist, “Now, how about you three stay out here while head inside? Guard the entrance or something. I’ll return when I do. Miss me, won’t you?”
“Understood, sir!” The three officers reply in unison.
Dino holsters his weapon on his belt and leans in at the door again, calling out to the female inside; “Never fear, you sweet little damsel you. I’ll let myself in! Penetration of your residence commencing!”
With that, Dino taps at a few of the buttons on his wrist gadget. His body is enveloped by downward traveling rings of cyan light for a second or two before he vanishes. Inside the station, upward moving rings of cyan light are seen just a few feet from where Cuna and Pirila are standing, before Dino materializes inside the rings. As the rings disperse, he rips off his face mask and casts it to the side, places his fists on hips and gives Pirila a smoldering look, a wink, and introduces himself.
“I’m Dino Gavon of the late planet Quatis world and current Admiral and acting Captain of the Flagship Egress. Pleased to meet your primitive acquaintance!”
He then takes a brief look around the hobo types strewn about the place and then takes his eyes to Cuna as the smoldering look runs away from his face, saying; “And you too, I guess, humanoid male… person.”
He looks back at Pirila with a second wink. “Have you two got names as well, or haven’t your species evolved that far?”
@CmdrAlfieq
Ten lightyears out from the Iceolia Orbiting Headquarters, Hany Ribbon mysteriously appears. It is violet in color, one lightyear in length, and immediately starts heading in an unfaltering straight direction towards the headquarters and the planet Iceolia. At its current speed - destroying everything in its path - Hany’s Ribbon will make physical contact with the headquarters and planet within two days.
Fanny appears inquisitive while Ernest is giving a rundown of his condition, slightly humored at his struggle with his own operational systems, but she flushes a tint of pink – maybe embarrassed – when he starts speaking of the massive ribbon and destruction of the Quatis Solar system.
Yeeeaaaahhhhh… look, Ernest,” She replied apprehensively, “I don’t know too much about anything either, just that that Ribbon, who people have started calling Hany’s Ribbon, or in some cases ‘that bitch’, killed most of the population on Quatis. Only 7 billion or something like that. But it wasn’t an entire loss, I guess,” She glanced at the doors that led to other areas of the ship, “a handful of them managed to escape on ships before their world was destroyed."
"Consider me a scientist,” She adds, while getting out of her chair and heading to the area of the deck where a table and interactive terminal of types was situated, “I’ve been following that ribbon for a while, trying to work it out, you know? But I haven’t been having much success. Now that my ship is out of action, I don’t have a way to keep track of it anymore."
"You don’t have a manual control deck, something like that? Maybe a place I can continue my studies until my ship is fixed up? But eh…” She shrugs and looks around dismally, “I guess you don’t really wanna be bothered getting involved with something dangerous like that. But on a side note, you got any beer?”
Meanwhile, back in the docking bay, Fanny’s ship disappears, again, only this time it doesn’t re-materialize.
@GingerBoi123
Lunch time, New York City, or maybe just some city that resembles it and has the same name
Fanny May had on a gray business skirt, white blows, semi-high heels, her hair tied back in a bun and cute little reading glasses bobbing loosely on the bridge of her little button nose. But for some reason she was giggling in playful kind of way as she ran down the alleyway in her attempt to escape the five local gang members chasing her –
“Your ass is ours!” One of them yelled out, “We’re gonna give you a facial you’ll never forget!” another one jeered, “Then I’m gonna cut off your cute little titties and play myself a little baseball with em!” another one said as they slowly closed in the gap between themselves and her.
“None of you pencil dick losers are gonna touch me!” She laughed mockingly as she turned the corner and down the next alley where she ran straight into Damien in the moment he stepped out from interdimensional portal. The impact of the collusion caused them both to come crashing to the damp, dirty pavement with Fanny on top, looking Damien straight in the eyes as she used her index finger to prop up the glasses on her nose.
“Oh, high there, cutie!” She said with a chirpy smile and scrambled to her feet before pointing behind her at the gang members heading their way. “Those mean boys are trying to get a piece of my ass – so I gotta keep moving. Maybe you can slow them down for me or something.” She starts running again and yells back. “When you’re done here meet me at the café just around the corner on the next street!”
The portal had already vanished when the five gang members come racing around the corner. They quickly surround Damien, having heard what Fanny had said to him, and seem visibly pissed off about the interruption to their plans. Two of them are armed with switchblades, one with a meter-long iron pipe, the largest of the members seems to think his fists will do the trick, and one with a Glock G18 fully automatic handgun pointed at his head – obviously the leader – and is speaking the words;
“Wrong time, wrong place, motherfucker! And now ya gonna die….”
He squeezes the trigger –
@Oh no my soup
Fanny, or at least one representation of her, seems a little saddened when Magnus calls her Manny, but doesn’t bother to correct him. She continues listening with slightly sympathetic attentiveness at everything he has to say. When Magnus jerks up to await a response, he finds Fanny standing very close, within arm’s reach, holding out a bottle of beer for him.
“Drink? Fanny finds a beer really helps at times like this.”
As she offers him the beer, the planet size entity shifts sharply as the stars changed their direction of movement. Apparently they had altered course.
Assuming that Magnus takes the offer, Fanny plunks herself down on the ground in front of him, crossing her legs in a childlike manner - though, considering her lack of clothing – it may have been viewed as an indecent pose. She rests her elbows on her knees and her chin in her hands as she rolls her eyes up at Magnus in a lost-puppy manner.
I’m gonna take you somewhere special.” She said. “Just you wait and see.”
Magnus didn’t have to wait long. In the closing of Fanny’s words an actual planet came into view ahead. It was massive, the size of an average gas giant, only not made of gas. Instead, the surface seemed dark, dismal, crater riddled and clouded, as if the previously inhabiting civilization had long since destroyed themselves through global war. As Fanny, or whatever the entities true name was, slowed down approach of the planet, she tells him;
“This is a local dumping ground for a race that resides not too far away. They usually dump their garbage here, but because they’re kinda stupid they also dump a lot of useful stuff like outdated space ships, most of which are still pretty advanced from pretty much everyone else’s point of view. No one really lives here anymore though, I don’t think…? Maybe if I drop you off, you can pick out a space vehicle for yourself? You can’t go gallivanting around the universe without a vehicle, right? And staying on me, as much as I’d appreciate the company, would probably get boring for you after a while.”
The massive entity finally comes to a halt in orbit of the planet.
“Let me know when you’re ready and I’ll send you on down. Is there anything else you need…?” She winks and gives her boob a scratch. “Or.. maybe you’d like to stay instead?”
((love the list of items btw XD))
@Scorpionius
“Bless my cute little hiney!” She calls out delighted at the offer to take a seat behind the wheel, and throws her empty beer bottle to the side. It shatters against a nearby metallic waste barrel, but she doesn’t give a second thought to the shards of glass that spray out across the concrete floor. “Those are the words I was wanting to hear, you sweet, sweet, sweet machine!”
What may at some point seem odd to Sir Swallow, Fanny then climbs into the driver’s seat without taking so much as a carry bag with her. No purse, no jewelry, nothing but the tomboy jeans and flannelette shirt she had on from the start.
“And might I just say, you are a very good looking vehicle, I don’t believe anyone on this planet manufactures anything quite like you.” She tells him, settling into the seat while caressing the knob of his gearstick. “They’re too concerned with technological advances to worry about looks. Malcolm… honey… I’m sure you spend most of your time fighting off all them female Carthropods that want a piece of your ass, am I right or am I right?”
While Malcolm is answering one way or another, Fanny then does something a little odd. She goes completely silent. Her eyes narrow as if thinking about something she might have forgotten. Then a small, purple arm of electrical current slides in a single movement across the surface of each of her eyes like windscreen wipers. The subtle event took all of a moment, before the garage doors behind them started opening again.
“We’re good to go.” She said, giving the gearstick a little squeeze. “No tech hunters around for a 5 mile radius. Let’s get out here!”
@Zyngard+@Dartbored Fairy
“I don’t think they want the ash to enter the residence, sir.” The lieutenant confirmed, as Dino reeled back in shock from the door. He couldn’t recal the last time anyone had actually refused him.
“Well, thanks for that, Lieutenant – Glad you came along!” He says, lifting his arm to analyse the nifty little gadget on his wrist, “Now, how about you three stay out here while head inside? Guard the entrance or something. I’ll return when I do. Miss me, won’t you?”
“Understood, sir!” The three officers reply in unison.
Dino holsters his weapon on his belt and leans in at the door again, calling out to the female inside; “Never fear, you sweet little damsel you. I’ll let myself in! Penetration of your residence commencing!”
With that, Dino taps at a few of the buttons on his wrist gadget. His body is enveloped by downward traveling rings of cyan light for a second or two before he vanishes. Inside the station, upward moving rings of cyan light are seen just a few feet from where Cuna and Pirila are standing, before Dino materializes inside the rings. As the rings disperse, he rips off his face mask and casts it to the side, places his fists on hips and gives Pirila a smoldering look, a wink, and introduces himself.
“I’m Dino Gavon of the late planet Quatis world and current Admiral and acting Captain of the Flagship Egress. Pleased to meet your primitive acquaintance!”
He then takes a brief look around the hobo types strewn about the place and then takes his eyes to Cuna as the smoldering look runs away from his face, saying; “And you too, I guess, humanoid male… person.”
He looks back at Pirila with a second wink. “Have you two got names as well, or haven’t your species evolved that far?”
@CmdrAlfieq
Ten lightyears out from the Iceolia Orbiting Headquarters, Hany Ribbon mysteriously appears. It is violet in color, one lightyear in length, and immediately starts heading in an unfaltering straight direction towards the headquarters and the planet Iceolia. At its current speed - destroying everything in its path - Hany’s Ribbon will make physical contact with the headquarters and planet within two days.
Sorry if anyone is waiting for me to reply atm. I've had a weird and busy day, so I'll make another post after getting some sleep.
Might make a Discord server for ease of communication among all players, if people are interested?
Might make a Discord server for ease of communication among all players, if people are interested?
@Prima Luce accepted!
@CmdrAlfieq accepted!
You can both post at will XD
I'm a little busy atm but will make another IC when I can, or after a few more players post for me to respond to all at once, whichever comes first.
@CmdrAlfieq accepted!
You can both post at will XD
I'm a little busy atm but will make another IC when I can, or after a few more players post for me to respond to all at once, whichever comes first.
@Quote5
Your robots and plush spidercat are both accepted! Nice job XD
On a related yet separate note, I'm really enjoying the humor that's being generated in this RP, by pretty much everyone. Here's to the fun of diversity! Now, if you'd excuse me, I must rush off to the bathroom, reading RP's achieves bowel loosening excitement.
Your robots and plush spidercat are both accepted! Nice job XD
On a related yet separate note, I'm really enjoying the humor that's being generated in this RP, by pretty much everyone. Here's to the fun of diversity! Now, if you'd excuse me, I must rush off to the bathroom, reading RP's achieves bowel loosening excitement.
@GingerBoi123
Oof, well, you have the entire universe at your fingertips, so you got a lot choices.
You seem to be good at creating, so set up a world or situation for your character somewhere in the universe, even if it's not interacting with anyone at moment, in which case I'll most likely send one of my own characters to interact with yours in the near future anyway.
Otherwise you can choose to jump in and interact with any of the scenarios that are already taking place with any of the players characters.
The choice is yours, it's a pretty free rp in that respect :D
Same goes with everyone here.
Oof, well, you have the entire universe at your fingertips, so you got a lot choices.
You seem to be good at creating, so set up a world or situation for your character somewhere in the universe, even if it's not interacting with anyone at moment, in which case I'll most likely send one of my own characters to interact with yours in the near future anyway.
Otherwise you can choose to jump in and interact with any of the scenarios that are already taking place with any of the players characters.
The choice is yours, it's a pretty free rp in that respect :D
Same goes with everyone here.
@GingerBoi123
No problem XD
and accpeted!
Just stick the sheet over there in the character sheet section, and you can start posting in the IC whenever you want to join in. Have fun!
No problem XD
and accpeted!
Just stick the sheet over there in the character sheet section, and you can start posting in the IC whenever you want to join in. Have fun!
@GingerBoi123
I would really love to accept your app, nice work, but there is a little detail missing that I asked everyone to include in their character sheet (just to ensure they have read the OOC opening post. If you could make the necessary adjustment, and then paste your character in the Character sheet section, I'd gladly accept you!
I would really love to accept your app, nice work, but there is a little detail missing that I asked everyone to include in their character sheet (just to ensure they have read the OOC opening post. If you could make the necessary adjustment, and then paste your character in the Character sheet section, I'd gladly accept you!
@Quote5
Fanny May finished devouring her chocolate bar while she listens to Ernest, looking somewhat blasé about the current situation. Once she finishes her chocolate – which is just about the time Ernest finishes with his question – she crews up her face while giving her crotch a little scratch, saying;
“Man these sexy body suits really chafe.” She heads down the hall towards the deck, and continues; “My ship disappeared, you say? I wouldn’t know anything about that. Maybe your sensors are playing tricks on you or something, I know how being alone for long periods of time can make a person go a little cuckoo, you know? Maybe give your primary systems an overhaul or something. Clean out them cobwebs, as they say.”
Arriving on deck, she sits on the chair that is hopefully there, and takes a casual look around at space outside. She then seems a little disappointed to say; “Shame about those Quatis people, wouldn’t you say? One minute they’re all running around having parties and such, the next minute the entire damn solar system is gone. Who knew that was gonna happen, right? Anyway,” She finishes, ”what exactly did you say you were trying to figure out, Ernest?”
@Scorpionius
Fanny May smiles pleasantly all the time Sir Swallow is talking. His manner of speech is a unique burst of fresh air for her. Malcom could even have considered her expression one of quaint infatuation.
She points to two fuel outlets, the first one she turns her nose up at, but the second pump she points at with a wink, and says; “That’s the good shit right there. Top of the line high quality fuel.” She takes a sip of her beer. “Help yourself, of course, just stick it in the hole and the pump will do the rest. Take as much as you might be needing. No charge for a stud like you.”
She then takes a seat on a nearby work bench, shoves the bottle up tight between her legs and rests back on both hands to consider Sir. Swallows last question.
“I like you.” She starts, puckering her lips to one side thoughtfully before continuing; “So I’m just gonna go ahead and be completely honest about it. It’s not so much that I’m in danger, not in the typical sense of the word anyway. It’s more like they think I’m a danger to others. And when I say others, I mean pretty much everyone… everywhere. As for Bob, no, he’s just some trash man who snorts too many uppers. He’s not really my uncle, by the way. I just took refuge in his wrecking yard to avoid the ones who are after me. He let me stay because he thinks I’m hot. But let me tell ya, he ain’t never gonna get a piece of this ass. I mean eww, he’s like 80 or something. Aaaanyway….”
She quickly changes the subject, deciding it’s far to early to reveal the whole plot behind her existence:
“So tell me, Malcy – You don’t mind if I call you Malcy, right? – I’ve seen shape shifting machines before, usually much more crude in every way, and not nearly as friendly or have as much manners as you do. So I’ve gotta ask, do you allow people to ride you? I mean…. I love machines, really. Driving them, repairing them, you name it, if mechanics are involved, I’m your woman. I just wanna ride you so hard right now. I bet you have a lot power under that hood....” She takes the beer from between her legs and has another swallow, then asks with a cunning smirk; “That said, you feel like going on an adventure? I promise it’s gonna be fun.”
@Oh no my soup
I mean, I’m sorry, whatever you said your name was? I didn’t mean to get all weird, if that's what you think – It’s just that I spend a lot time alone, and I mean A LOT of time alone, and after a while it’s just really hard to figure out if I’m doing things right.”
The young lady hangs her head with a sigh before lifting her eyes back up at Magnus, saying; “Am I really that bad at socializing, though? So bad that you won’t even share your name with me? Fine then….” She pouts, a small tear welling in her eye. “Just when I thought I had friend…. So, anyway, I was on my way to a shindig….” She takes a deep breath and tries not to cry, “But I suppose I could just ALTER my course for you and take you the nearest inhabited thingamajig – DOES THAT SUIT YOUR ROYAL HIGHNESS, HUH??” She ends her speech yelling and flailing her arms about in a disparaging fit.
After a moment she calms down and regards Magnus with a quiet, docile stare.
@Dartbored Fairy
For the most part, the streets of the city were absent any life in the ash storm, and the stragglers who passed by hunched in their struggle against the onslaught of the storm, didn’t pay any mind to the four humanoid figures making their way through rubble of ruins that lay strewn on the broken concrete road.
Three of the four figures were clothed in advanced environmental suited that resembled gray army uniforms and boots, while one of the figures was dressed in a tank top and blue jeans. Still, all four of the figures wore environmental masks that covered their faces, packs on their backs, a quantum rifle tucked under their right arms, and fancy little gadgets strapped to the wrist of their left.
Using their fancy little wrist gadgets as a guide, they made their way through city until they arrived at a building containing a concentrated number of sentient life forms. With the three suited members waiting a few meters back, the one in tank top and jeans approaches the door of the building and gives it a heavy knock –
“Open up in the name of me!” The man calls out, though his voice is mostly muffled by the mask on his face. “Do not fear! We come in the name of peaceful exploration and shy hopes of a good time!”
Fanny May finished devouring her chocolate bar while she listens to Ernest, looking somewhat blasé about the current situation. Once she finishes her chocolate – which is just about the time Ernest finishes with his question – she crews up her face while giving her crotch a little scratch, saying;
“Man these sexy body suits really chafe.” She heads down the hall towards the deck, and continues; “My ship disappeared, you say? I wouldn’t know anything about that. Maybe your sensors are playing tricks on you or something, I know how being alone for long periods of time can make a person go a little cuckoo, you know? Maybe give your primary systems an overhaul or something. Clean out them cobwebs, as they say.”
Arriving on deck, she sits on the chair that is hopefully there, and takes a casual look around at space outside. She then seems a little disappointed to say; “Shame about those Quatis people, wouldn’t you say? One minute they’re all running around having parties and such, the next minute the entire damn solar system is gone. Who knew that was gonna happen, right? Anyway,” She finishes, ”what exactly did you say you were trying to figure out, Ernest?”
@Scorpionius
Fanny May smiles pleasantly all the time Sir Swallow is talking. His manner of speech is a unique burst of fresh air for her. Malcom could even have considered her expression one of quaint infatuation.
She points to two fuel outlets, the first one she turns her nose up at, but the second pump she points at with a wink, and says; “That’s the good shit right there. Top of the line high quality fuel.” She takes a sip of her beer. “Help yourself, of course, just stick it in the hole and the pump will do the rest. Take as much as you might be needing. No charge for a stud like you.”
She then takes a seat on a nearby work bench, shoves the bottle up tight between her legs and rests back on both hands to consider Sir. Swallows last question.
“I like you.” She starts, puckering her lips to one side thoughtfully before continuing; “So I’m just gonna go ahead and be completely honest about it. It’s not so much that I’m in danger, not in the typical sense of the word anyway. It’s more like they think I’m a danger to others. And when I say others, I mean pretty much everyone… everywhere. As for Bob, no, he’s just some trash man who snorts too many uppers. He’s not really my uncle, by the way. I just took refuge in his wrecking yard to avoid the ones who are after me. He let me stay because he thinks I’m hot. But let me tell ya, he ain’t never gonna get a piece of this ass. I mean eww, he’s like 80 or something. Aaaanyway….”
She quickly changes the subject, deciding it’s far to early to reveal the whole plot behind her existence:
“So tell me, Malcy – You don’t mind if I call you Malcy, right? – I’ve seen shape shifting machines before, usually much more crude in every way, and not nearly as friendly or have as much manners as you do. So I’ve gotta ask, do you allow people to ride you? I mean…. I love machines, really. Driving them, repairing them, you name it, if mechanics are involved, I’m your woman. I just wanna ride you so hard right now. I bet you have a lot power under that hood....” She takes the beer from between her legs and has another swallow, then asks with a cunning smirk; “That said, you feel like going on an adventure? I promise it’s gonna be fun.”
@Oh no my soup
I mean, I’m sorry, whatever you said your name was? I didn’t mean to get all weird, if that's what you think – It’s just that I spend a lot time alone, and I mean A LOT of time alone, and after a while it’s just really hard to figure out if I’m doing things right.”
The young lady hangs her head with a sigh before lifting her eyes back up at Magnus, saying; “Am I really that bad at socializing, though? So bad that you won’t even share your name with me? Fine then….” She pouts, a small tear welling in her eye. “Just when I thought I had friend…. So, anyway, I was on my way to a shindig….” She takes a deep breath and tries not to cry, “But I suppose I could just ALTER my course for you and take you the nearest inhabited thingamajig – DOES THAT SUIT YOUR ROYAL HIGHNESS, HUH??” She ends her speech yelling and flailing her arms about in a disparaging fit.
After a moment she calms down and regards Magnus with a quiet, docile stare.
@Dartbored Fairy
For the most part, the streets of the city were absent any life in the ash storm, and the stragglers who passed by hunched in their struggle against the onslaught of the storm, didn’t pay any mind to the four humanoid figures making their way through rubble of ruins that lay strewn on the broken concrete road.
Three of the four figures were clothed in advanced environmental suited that resembled gray army uniforms and boots, while one of the figures was dressed in a tank top and blue jeans. Still, all four of the figures wore environmental masks that covered their faces, packs on their backs, a quantum rifle tucked under their right arms, and fancy little gadgets strapped to the wrist of their left.
Using their fancy little wrist gadgets as a guide, they made their way through city until they arrived at a building containing a concentrated number of sentient life forms. With the three suited members waiting a few meters back, the one in tank top and jeans approaches the door of the building and gives it a heavy knock –
“Open up in the name of me!” The man calls out, though his voice is mostly muffled by the mask on his face. “Do not fear! We come in the name of peaceful exploration and shy hopes of a good time!”
Space Savages
What was a fleet of eleven Quatis city ships, is now a fleet of ten Quatis city ships that exit an anomalous hole in space, thirteen million miles from what at first glance seems to be a desolate wasteland of a planet.
Moments after arriving at their new location, the anomalous hole that brought them there disappears.
On deck of the flagship Egress, Admiral and acting captain Dino Gavon groans deep in his spirit at the news of the missing ship, but maybe more so at the continued cries of Lieutenant Shard, who has found the loss of their eleventh ship reason to sob even more than what she had been. Meanwhile, Science officer Madot opens a packet of tasty salted peanuts for a snack.
After sending out hails and searching for distress calls in all space within range of the fleet - but finding no trace of their eleventh ship – primary objective scans are commenced. The search for a new planet to call home. Their focus is soon concentrated on the previously mentioned planet.
“Are you telling me there’s actually life on that burnt out graveyard of a planet, Nerd?” Dino Gavon asks, lurching forward in his seat to narrow his eyes at the planet displayed on screen.
“That’s what I’m telling you.” Madot replied, before dumping the remainder of his peanuts down his throat and using his other hand to bring up more information about the planet. “And a lot of it is actually sentient, or sapient, whatever term you’d like to use in this instance.”
“I think we’ll stick with sentient for now, Nerd, we don’t know if they're capable of wisdom just yet. Are these sentient life forms concentrated in certain areas, or are they spread around the planet like chook feet in a henhouse?”
“Spread around like chook feed in a henhouse,” Madot replied, “although there is one area of the planet that seems to display a greater population than most.”
“How about the planet itself, Nerd? Can we breathe the atmosphere or no?” Dino asks.
“Yes we can, sir.” Madot tells him. “That is if you don’t mind inhaling copious amounts of ash.”
“Then we’ll assemble an away mission to the most populated section of the planet.” Dino said, as he raised to his feet.
“Actually, that might not be advisable, Admiral,” Madot warned him, there is currently a violent ash storm in that area.”
“Oh!” Lieutenant Shard spins in her chair to face Dino while wiping away her tears. “Can I come, sir? I really want to meet some aliens! And we can wear those cute little doctors mask things on our faces – that’ll help with ash, right?”
“Lieutenant Shard,” Dino spoke sternly, “I need you to stay here at the helm. Besides, we don’t know what sort people are down there. For all we know they are highly sexual savages bent on ravaging a pretty woman like yourself.”
“Oh no, it’s fine, sir.” She tells him, and bolts up from her seat. “I don’t mind being ravaged by savages.”
“In that case, Lieutenant, meet me in my private quarters later.” Dino regards her with a smoldering look. “And very well, then, you can join us on this mission as well, but don’t say I didn’t warn you if you end giving birth to some alien freak nine months now.”
Shard claps her hands together with excitement - “I will, sir. Understood, sir. And thank you so much, sir!”
“No problem, Lieutenant.” Dino gives her a wink then looks at one of the unimportant crewman, commanding; “You have the helm while we’re gone, Crewman!”
“Understood!” The unimportant crewman replied.
“Nerd, Cas, and Shard, you’re all with me.” Dino briefs each of them with a glance. “Now suit up, get your cute little doctors masks on – And let’s do this thing!
@Quote5
The chain of repair pods were successful in salvaging Jezebel without incident.
Once the small craft is inside Ernest’s, a hatch on the side of it opens up and Fanny May climbs out dressed in a black, skin-tight leather body suit and her hair tied back in a high ponytail. She takes a moment to study the docking bay, frowning a little as if concerned.
While she’s studying the area, the small craft behind her blinks out of existence. It’s gone for almost five seconds before re-materializing again. For Ernest, the craft would have disappeared from all his sensors for those five seconds. Fanny, however, didn’t seem to notice this event taking place behind her.
She now walks to the door of the Docking bay, supposedly the door that led to the rest of the ship, and steps into the corridor, where she pulls out a chocolate bar from her back pocket before peeling off the wrapper.
“Some welcoming committee…” She said quietly, takes a bite of the bar, and then calls out to anyone who may be around; “Is there anyone here? Name's Fanny May! You just rescued me…. If that rings a bell?”
She takes another bite of her chocolate bar while awaiting a response.
@Oh no my soup
When Magnus smashed the elixir, the sweet fluid quickly soaked into the planets skin, but the cow size flea abruptly screamed in agony and jumped away as though it had set on fire.
Moments later the ground near Magnus rose up and took the form of a young and very beautiful naked lady with brown shoulder-length hair and green eyes, who immediately started talking in a sweet, sweet voice:
“Please don’t be threatened by my perfect appearance, kind sir. I know I’m really hot, but this the only form I know that you might be comfortable interacting with and, oddly enough, I don’t know how to replicate clothing. You see… In case you didn’t know already, you are standing on me. I am the sum of the massive spherical object. Yes, I am alive, and I also have the ability to mimic anything that comes into contact with me. The girl you see before you now was another humanoid that recently made contact with me. Her visit here was short, but sweet. Oh, my lord, how she was O so very sweet….”
The girl clears her throat, seemingly annoyed that she may have made Magnus uncomfortable. She adds:
“I just really want to thank you for your help, my fleas are soooo annoying. I’m currently replicating the fluid you smashed on me. Pretty soon I will have produced enough to cover my entire body and rid myself of these fleas once and for all …and it’s all thanks to you, kind sir.” As she’s talking, she runs her hands over the curves of her body to better demonstrate how the elixir will be applied to the whole of planet.
After a brief pause, she gives Magnus a coy look and continues: “Anyway, you can call me Fanny May, and you’re welcome to ride me any time you want…. Um, I’m… sorry. Do you have a name as well? I mean, I’d really like to show my appreciation for all your help. Is there anything at all I can do for you in return for your kindness? This form is…” She glances down at herself, “fully functional, after all. Or… maybe you’d just prefer that I take you somewhere?”
Meanwhile, 65 billion lightyears away from somewhere, the missing eleventh city ship of the Quatis fleet appears in an uncharted region of space, in orbit a pristine planet teaming with bounty and life. This planet has no sentient or even sapient life forms, and is perfect for the crew of 180,000 to start constructing colonies of their new home.
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