ArthanusSo posted.
I moved it along with a time skip, and I also have a plot element planned for the warehouse mission (hope you don't mind, Art ^^')
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So, a bit about me then:
First and foremost, I love to try and create imaginative and creative scenarios, that (I hope) push the very limits of reason and conventional thought. When I RP (mostly in NRPs) I aim to play powerful and big, things that are on the very edge of OP (I usually give my faction a ridiculous disadvantage though, to keep it fair). In other RPs, I tend towards Science Fiction and Modern Fantasy, playing side characters with some interesting quirks to them. I am also keen on trying some Arena RPing, when I get better at writing.
Other things about me are that I work as a Mental Health Nurse (who would've guessed), and enjoy gaming and drawing as well. I also play trumpet on the side. I have a rough schedule, so I disappear for a couple of days sometimes. But never assume I am dropping out, I will tell you if I am thinking of it (unless it's really serious).
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Kintya swilled her shot, and finished it, the bottle now empty. She was inundated with new faces now, and it made her uncomfortable. She wanted to leave, but there was still business to be done. She swayed slightly, very drunk now, and put her arms on the table, resting her face in her hands briefly, before rising up again, and speaking up.
"Fine, it's all good. By the *hic* way, it's Kintya..." She held out her hand to the robot, but the effort was too much, and she quickly brought her hand back on the table. "...Though a lot of people seem to be calling me Blue. Never seen a PhoGen *hic* before huh?" Kintya got up from the table, and stumbled, surprised at how hard the booze had hit her. "Well, here's the address for you, mister alien man..." She gave him a piece of paper with the address where she was meeting them before hand on it. "Be pre*hic*ared for a tough fight, though you guys look like you can handle *hic* it. " With that, she started to make her way out of the canitna, stumbling some more. "Adios, amigos *hic*" She waved at them, and made her way out the door, bumping into an entering couple.
The next day, 2744 hours, Location: 47th Apartments, Oasis.
"Ugh, my head..." Kintya held her head in her hands, and took another stim to try and kick the hangover, injecting it into her wrist. She had drunk way too much last night, and kicked herself for doing so. Right before they storm a gang hideout, as well. Goddammit, I'm an idiot, she thought to herself. It was evening now, and still Kintya felt like crap. But at least she was upright, and managed to meet up with Jax and who she learnt was Korrin, though little else about him. They all sat and stood around a burnt out apartment, the roof caved in most places and holes in the walls and floors. Kintya lit a cigarette, and waited with the others for Silus to appear, the cool air of Tryliin making her shiver slightly. She took a deep drag and exhaled, unaware of what they would learn in the warehouse. All their lives were about to be turned upside down in one single night.
"Fine, it's all good. By the *hic* way, it's Kintya..." She held out her hand to the robot, but the effort was too much, and she quickly brought her hand back on the table. "...Though a lot of people seem to be calling me Blue. Never seen a PhoGen *hic* before huh?" Kintya got up from the table, and stumbled, surprised at how hard the booze had hit her. "Well, here's the address for you, mister alien man..." She gave him a piece of paper with the address where she was meeting them before hand on it. "Be pre*hic*ared for a tough fight, though you guys look like you can handle *hic* it. " With that, she started to make her way out of the canitna, stumbling some more. "Adios, amigos *hic*" She waved at them, and made her way out the door, bumping into an entering couple.
The next day, 2744 hours, Location: 47th Apartments, Oasis.
"Ugh, my head..." Kintya held her head in her hands, and took another stim to try and kick the hangover, injecting it into her wrist. She had drunk way too much last night, and kicked herself for doing so. Right before they storm a gang hideout, as well. Goddammit, I'm an idiot, she thought to herself. It was evening now, and still Kintya felt like crap. But at least she was upright, and managed to meet up with Jax and who she learnt was Korrin, though little else about him. They all sat and stood around a burnt out apartment, the roof caved in most places and holes in the walls and floors. Kintya lit a cigarette, and waited with the others for Silus to appear, the cool air of Tryliin making her shiver slightly. She took a deep drag and exhaled, unaware of what they would learn in the warehouse. All their lives were about to be turned upside down in one single night.
Nice, I'll move us along to the next day.
And Skull, I wonder what's going on with the second entry? Very mysterious ^^ Don't tell me, I like surprises.
And Skull, I wonder what's going on with the second entry? Very mysterious ^^ Don't tell me, I like surprises.
Should we wait for skull?
Btw, I've been really busy this week, so I've had a lack of activity :L
Btw, I've been really busy this week, so I've had a lack of activity :L
Yeah, it's fine.
Skull should lead us out, we'll wait for him to post and wrap everything up, then, on to tomorrow ^^
Skull should lead us out, we'll wait for him to post and wrap everything up, then, on to tomorrow ^^
Yeah, they are a rogue species that began to attack the Fire Feeders. Other species are also targeting the Disk Clumps, like the big mouthed one and the Matrices species. Plus some naturally evolving ones, I guess.
I like The Aurora too. 'Tis a fine ship name ^^
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I see I now need to post joining the conversation finally lol
Yeah sorry bout the wait. Hopefully we can get it all moving now ^^
Ah, progress. This One is greatly pleased with the progress made. The Disk Clump and the Fire Feeders now spoke and acted as One, working together to survive the harshness of this world. Much progress had been made, though a new problem in the endless stream of complications had presented itself: The slime was now ineffective, and This One's creations were being hunted mercilessly. While the Fire Feeders were safe, the Disk Clump was an easy target, and filled the bellies of many of the new creatures. So, it would appear that This One must revisit the code, as this was unacceptable.
Firstly, it finished what it had wanted to do for a while, and gave the Disk Clumps some mobility, in the form of a gentle flapping. It had no idea where it was going, or where to go, but it was a start, albeit a slow one. Then, it invested it's remaining power into finding some sort of defense. But how? There is nowhere else that is not inhabited by Others... Then ingenuity struck: why not have the Disk Clumps MAKE their own homes? And with gleeful excitement, It set about incorporating the surrounding minerals into it's creation, and, while many died, a simple, thin shell was slowly becoming a reality.
Firstly, it finished what it had wanted to do for a while, and gave the Disk Clumps some mobility, in the form of a gentle flapping. It had no idea where it was going, or where to go, but it was a start, albeit a slow one. Then, it invested it's remaining power into finding some sort of defense. But how? There is nowhere else that is not inhabited by Others... Then ingenuity struck: why not have the Disk Clumps MAKE their own homes? And with gleeful excitement, It set about incorporating the surrounding minerals into it's creation, and, while many died, a simple, thin shell was slowly becoming a reality.
Well, we'll wait a little longer. No harm in it anyway ^^
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