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An open door appeared on the side of what she could see of the mangled structure. It wasn't much, but open door meant NOT getting eaten by giant spider thing. There was some other noise nearby, but... don't think about that. She turned and threw the spear at the thing, last-minute effort, and it impaled the creature... but barely seemed to have an effect. At least it made it past the carapace. That meant the thing COULD be hurt to a degree, she just needed a much bigger spear. The open door blew past her, or she it and she was in the hallway a large claw thing poking in after her like some stupid comic she had seen back on earth.

She was panting heavily, less from the exertion, more from the panic and fear. "AI, can we get something on this section of the ship? any kind of interface, anything? a map on the wall saying you are here? She knew the answer before the AI said anything, but it was nice to ask. Her wary artificial gaze moved around the dingy hallway. Leaves and grass and all sorts of things had blown inside. That means the doorway had been open for a while. Again, the ship apparently had not crashed all that recently; though with flora and fauna like that who knows.

"One step at a time then," She stated aloud, catching her breath as best she could before starting down the hallway. No weapon now. maybe she would find a weapons cache? At least another broken thing that was basically a spear, please?
You really should be 18+ for this, go away you 16-year-old person! You know you shouldn't be here!

Okay, posting this here is weird for me... I blame my upbringing for everything you are about to read.

I would be playing the female in all but the one of these.

I would be playing the submissive role, but if you want otherwise specifically, pitch me something very good.


If you want specifics because you're depraved like I am, send me a PM as that is where this will all happen. This should be relatively smutty.

I tend towards art, pictures feels like I'm stealing something from someone. Realistic art is easier as well.

I don't care that much about the time period or setting, though for this I would prefer future/current we can add magic if you'd like or something of the sort.

I do NOT do alcohol-induced stuff.

*buries her head in the sand*
She was panting, HARD, even at the breakneck speeds she was running the whatever it was was gaining on her. It was a spider-like thing, but it had 10 legs and was pissed that she had broken out of its web of... sticky goo. How had she walked into the sticky goo? She had been running from a smaller thing. Night was falling, and apparently, that meant much the same here that it did on earth. Crazy shit comes out to eat you. Luckily the thing didn't seem to be able to navigate around the tees in the same way that she could. Though, to be fair, if she had been a normal human she would already be dead.

"Sentient Smith, follow the trajectory I am overlaying in your vision," AI stated in her head. Well, this was useful, but the 'trajectory' was freaking absurd! How the hell was she supposed to do these maneuvers?

"AI, We're going to need a more NORMAL pathway. I'm still not used to this body, or it's abilities!" she yelled as the trees whipped by her at nearly 15 miles per hour. A great pace for someone constantly dodging shrubs, downed tree limbs, and trees. "FUCK FUCK FUCK!" she shouted to the air around her.

"Sentient Smith, I am picking up the remains of another portion of the ship ahead. Changing trajectory, we are 5 minutes out at current pace."

Good news! Probably somewhere safe to stay during the night, assuming she could get inside and assuming it wasn't overrun with fucking monsters or Whatever else this fucked up world had on it. Seriously, who thought this place was a paradise? The sound of crashing breaking things was still gaining on her, ten legs really were better than two!
It was darker than she suspected it would be. The trees were huge and their thick foliage blocked out the light that streamed from above, or should have. Luckily, night vision was still a thing, so while she could see it was in a strang manner she was not accustomed to. That and there were blinding clearings at random intervals, but the two hours of walking hadn't had the darkness set in completely.

The best news was that no larger insects, animals, or whatever else may exist on this terrible terrible colony planet had appeared. The bad news, it seemed that many things she passed were poisonous to human consumption. Not in the slight hallucinogen way either, in the dead in a matter of excruciating hours way. Luckily she didn't have to worry about the food thing much. AI had noted that while food consumption was still important, her 'battery' would help sustain her without needing to obtain energy the way normal humans did. She was also sure to explain that if the battery ran out that the mechanical parts under her skin would slowly stop working until she couldn't move.


A slight glance, which she found herself doing quite often to the top right of her vision showed the battery level at 98%. Still a ways to go. A quick glance in front of her through the shrubbery and other thick jungle environments showed her... also still a ways to go.

"Any updates on the time we are looking at for this ship fragment, AI?" She queried again like she had every ten minutes since leaving the ship. The AI SHOULD be able to pick up SOMETHING before she was suddenly at the charred broken remains of humanities great achievements.
Muttering, thanks of course, Smith looked around the... clearing, though the plant life was apparently VERY active and already taking over whatever the ship had destroyed when it crashed. AI mentioned that this could only be a portion of the ship, the actual ship must have broken upon entry. Well, where was she supposed to go from here? it wasn't like there was a big arrow over her head that said 'this way for partner in stupid death game'. Though, if it did she would probably be a bit more frightened than she was now.

The Trees were huge, probably over a hundred foot high, thick and frim, their rooms probably deep. Vines hung off of them, they were about as big around as her thigh, the grass was tall and could easily hide more of those enormous bugs, luckily not the flying death birds. "Any idea's, AI?" she questioned her constant companion.

"Sentient Smith should go right, there are signals which indicate the location of another ship segment in the area."

"Estimate on time to arrival?" she questioned.

"Too many factors outside of calculations, time unknown." The AI replied mechanically.

"Great, so... it could be an hour or a day. I would HATe to get caught out here at night. I wonder how long the night cycle is." she stated more to herself than to the AI. Glancing around, her eyes couldn't pick up any movement by anything more than the wind, so she supposed she was going right... into the giant tree jungle full of who knew what... with only a small metal spear that was more steel rod than anything else.
Smith was looking at both the opening and the overlay in her right eye. It was the... centipede? She supposed that was close enough. Her brief view had been enough for AI to see it and analyze faults. The things joints could be weak points, its multitude of eyes, and though the carapace was no doubt thick, the spear could cause some damage if she was fast enough. As it sat, she was stuck between a monster and a... well another monster. the one in the dark was an unknown, could be anything really, a freaking cryptid or something.

She didn’t need to limber up, and AI had instructed her that the bodies operational functions exceeded a humans by a couple of magnitudes, which meant she was fast and strong she guessed? Taking deep breaths she felt the swell of her chest in the confines. An unusual feeling, though it was all unisual at this point. Being female had barely had much time to register. What was she supposed to do? Strip naked and inspect herself while in the dark and monsters were about? She had seen enough Hentai to know where that shit lead.

“We’re going for it,” she said after a number of breaths. Sticking around here may only get her ambushed by the whatever was lurking the halls.

So, she charged out of the entrance and right at the last location of the enormous bug. To AI’s credit she was right, the ‘frame’ was very fast; However, it wasn’t fast enough. The giant bug reared back and let out a loud screeching cry... only for something huge to swoop down out of the sky, grab it by four clawed hand things and fly off. The giant Trex headed bird thing had slammed into the remnants of the ship sending echos throughout it and their surroundings. How the frick did it even fly? It looked like it weighted a few to es.

“No current way of fighting this enemy, Sentient Smith. Recommendation include running should it return.”

FIB just laughed. She could swear she heard it.
It was green, very very green. The upturned earth had already been overgrown to a degree. That meant that the ship had not crashed that recently, the Forest was trying to take back what it once held as its own. She peered around, her eyes having already been adjusted to perfectly suit the amount of light given off by the... two suns above. There was also a moon in the middle of the day. An interesting change to be sure, the red orb looked out of place, but she supposed she would have to get used to it for the foreseeable future.

"AI, are you detecting anything strange?" She asked. Why hadn't FIB given her access to some of the important systems like that? She had to ask like she was talking to a computer giving her readouts, what was this, some cheap sci-fi flick? Heads-up displays in her eyes, skintight clothing suits, horrifying somethings, and a crashed ship. It screamed cheap B movie. At least that meant there wouldn't be explosions for no reason, no B movie could afford Michael Bay, right?

"Short-range scan picks up no life forms of note within 20 meters," Ai replied.

"How exactly are we scanning things?"

"The Antanae on our head picks up and broadcasts signals in our surroundings." The robot in her brain replied... well she was in its brain, but that was the same thing in the end, right?

"She stepped out lightly onto the edge, hearing a small rattle she turned her head and immediately fell onto her butt biting back a scream. There was an ENORMOUS insect... thing outside. It was eating something that looked almost human.

The small spear suddenly felt completely useless.
Smith was creeping along, in the opposite direction from the skittering and dead body form earlier. While she dreaded to go this direction because of the disappearance of Squad one, the unknown was better than the… don't wanna know; better to try other directions before she… well… had to kill a something. "The air quality has improved, Sentient Smith," AI stated. She gritted her teeth a bit and smelled the air… couldn't tell the difference. AI must be monitoring something with a sensor she had no idea or control over.

"I take it it isn't coming from behind us then," she replied in a whisper.

"Negative," AI was helpful at times like these and the eyes. But… otherwise, probably not the best. Her mental gaze flickered to the battery life. Down to 99%; she could all but feel it going down. Maybe that was simply imagination. As if she didn't have enough to worry about right now.

There was a door ahead… and a small err… Gash in the side of the ship. Sunlight filtered through the large crack, but since there was obviously air in the corridor, that mean that they weren't in space… or they had those fancy shields like in Star Wars. "AI, could we be on the planet? Or do we have technology that keeps in air with holes in ships?"

"Colony Ship Eden was not created for planet side landing. No such technology exists in my database."

"Which means… we crashed, your corrupted database is missing some data, or something worse, great."
The walk was more horrible since she had seen… something. It was crawling near the ground that was all she had known. A quick stop back where she had woken up would be for the best here. There had to be SOMETHING she could use as a weapon. AI was unhelpful with this after the data loss. A Weapons storage locker or something would be great at this point. Not that she knew how to use a weapon much, but maybe it was robot instinct?

The door was still open, but without power that was a good sign so she slipped back inside to look around. Horror would be the best word for this. The bodies were gone, well the larger parts of them were gone. No blood trail, no pieces that had fallen off in the hallway, just… gone. "AI… is there a protocol I am unaware of here?" She questioned.

"Negative, all frames were beyond operational at time of awakening." She replied.

"So not what I wanted to hear," Fuck FIB.

Her gaze now even more alert, if that was possible, was looking for something, anything, and there was something. A metal rod that had broken off at a nasty angle. Spear acquired. Retrieving the object she continued to look around, but only the pods themselves looked useful, maybe a shield? No, the cover was too large, and breaking it would make it unusable for her purposes. The short 'spear' would have to do.

"AI, what's my time since awakening?" She queried. That long couldn't have elapsed, right?

"Sentient Smith has been awake for Six hours." She replied nonchalantly.

Only 42 hours left to find her 'partner'. Hopefully the person would be useful for something and not like, a 10 year old kid or something.

(that means I'm not accepting any more people for all you people still PMing me :P)
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