Red Dog Krim

Eden Entry (KRIM N T3KC)

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.

Joy!

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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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."

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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.

Isekai - 18+ - MATURE - F LF M

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

Isekai - 18+ - MATURE - F LF M

Welcome to the happier fun Isekai plot.

Vampire Squirrels with batwings will eat you if you aren't old enough for this.
(it's a cute fluffy death though).

Warnings:
18+, NSFW, Slavery, leveling (NO dice rolls), job systems, killing likely.

F looking for M (to be the Isekai'd master)

RP done via onsite PM.

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You, the Protagonist, are Isekai'd. Truck-sama loves to send people to new worlds. Especially those who are down trodden, those with regrets about their life, or those who are living the high, and Neets (mostly those I hear). You choose your Truck-sama moment.

You are one of those people. You get a nice super power, the Goddess is caring, and while she has been trying to get Truck-sama under control; her recent lack of success has her using up a bit of her power trying to alleviate the injustice of its actions.

As a form of apology, she can send you to another world, or she can let you pass on to the afterlife where you will forget everything and evaporate into the nothingness that is death. Your soul will merge into the life stream, combine, twist, separate, and then reincarnate as a whole new person. Everything you are or were obliterated by the cycle... gone.

Your choice really. (it's not, you pick the first one)

It is very Sandbox, but below is some VERY GENERAL -

World Info:

Hider

The World is very fantastical with magic abounding. The world, weirdly enough, has a leveling and job system. Monsters evolve into newer stronger monsters as they level, and at a higher strength gather 'sentience' and more human looks. One of the reason humans just consider non humans 'monsters'.

Warning, Slavery is rampant in this world, and you're going to get one/some. If you're not careful, go far into debt, or piss someone off you would wind up as one. Slavery is NOT a temporary thing, it is magically based and slave brands cannot be removed, only transferred to a new master. Once one is made a slave, they are a slave for life. There are some basic commands built into the slavery brand and one is they can't kill themselves. If one can, before the brand is sealed (and seared) onto them, many try to do so. Most are unsuccessful, sleep spells and all that. Keeping the master alive is also built into the brand (usually with negetaive effects during battle).

Any race, monster, creature can be branded. (even freaking normal, non magical, fluffy, cute bunnies)

If the master dies, then the branded ones die if they are not transferred quickly enough. (Older nobles transfer ownership when ill, or when going off to war a husband/wife would transfer to kids or wife/husband, etc. If they didn't then when they die all the slaves die and wipe out the families wealth. Common practice is to use a slave brand on something so that one knows when a loved one falls in battle during war. (Not usually on a speaking sentient slave, they cost too much for that.)

Races of Import: Humans, Light & Dark Elfs, Beastkin (it's pretty open to about all of them), orcs, goblins, Typical fantasy creatures pretty much any/all of them.

Classes: We can use like, DnD classes or something. I wanted them to 'rank up' and have pre-requisites. Kind of like Final Fantasy and Ragnarök online or something.

World Map: (found online to keep it simple. We can change if you have better one)
profantasy.com/annual/2009/images/gal…

Dungeons: Wild Mana condenses and forms a dungeon core which is what spawns monsters. If a core is active a long time it spawns stronger monsters inside the dungeon and around the area it is in. Dungeons are usually underground and no one is sure how some of them seem so… nice. Castles, etc. (probably trans dimensional magics or some such, not that important)

Important: Human country X is at war with a few of their neighbors, a righteous crusade to subjugate the non-humans. You are dropped into that place as a human.

Your reason for becoming a master: It could be anything, you feel sorry for a particular slave, you need the extra strength, you were a neet virgin and now want to get your rocks off, whatever YOU want. (I do have my preference on who you as the master is, but that won't be told, so choose from the above or come up with whatever you want).

I will play as NPC's until you CAN buy a slave.
The Slaves: When you get to buy one you will have a choice between… a number of them that I would be willing to play. Varying races, jobs, ages, personalities, etc. The more you buy the more people I have to control, so have mercy on my time and writing brain… and if you buy too many I will have to quit because I can't keep up with that much.

Guilds: They exist… typical fantasy ones, merchants, adventurers, mercenaries (for war), Etc. They communicate and you cannot join more then two at any given time. (most adventurers join the mercenaries guild since adventurers cannot also be mercenries... in the same way)

The Story: It's rather open. You can be the savior who ended the war and untied the kingdoms, go all white knight and go on a saga to end slavery... which means getting to the Gods themselves who put it in there, or you can just be a dungeon diver who lives his life one day at a time with his slave/s

Your Power: It can be pretty much anything, boosted mana, leveling speed increase, all stats +#, godly weapon that gives aura or something, Stuff like that. You cannot be OPM level strong that early it's a buildup. You start at level 1 like everyone else.
(you will get the typical 'omnilanguage' skill as a default)

Secret: While I will play any slave you buy M/F; I prefer F and any NSFW stuff will only happen as F slave.
Smut happens.

I AM ONLY TAKING ONE OF THESE.

Eden Entry (KRIM N T3KC)

The body was left behind, AI had wanted her to scavenge the corpse of anything valuable. However, after a bit of inspection the only thing was the armor and it wouldn't fit her frame. The good Sergeant was about six two or so. The bullet holes meant that it wouldn’t hold vacuum, and also… dead people were in it. Taking armor in a video game had seemed easy enough a few clicks and you were stronger. In the Real there were brains and… stink left after death.

Regardless, the small rooms along the unlit hallway were all sealed by the lockdown and her strength couldn't push the doors open. If there was power, perhaps a button or arm scan or something of the sort would get her through. Alas, no power to be found so she continued on, trying one door after another to see if there was ANYTHING. No luck, though perhaps the lack of luck was actually great fortune. Imagine if you opened the door and something terrible was in there.

AI was, unsuccessfully, running repair programs trying to get some of the lost and corrupted data back. That map would be infinitely more helpful. Or a 'You are here' map, but apparently those had gone to the wayside with the advent of some high technology of sorts. In her case, the schematics and GPS location should be in her head. She could pull up a map… and find out where she was at any time. Of course, FIB would have none of that.

Her optics picked up movement ahead and she paused… "AI, playback whatever we just saw and magnify it if you can." No response came, but the image in her right eye was replaced by a playback loop of a small… thing skittering across the floor. No heat signature but appeared human…ish from this distance.

Okay… control your breath, back up reeeeaaaaly slowly, and most importantly, be careful not to fuck up by stepping on something.

The 45 minutes of walking and checking turned into an hour long return back to Sergeant Whatever His Name Had Been, she kept hearing a skittering sound and was looking back over her shoulder to make sure nothing was actually following. Once back at the body she pushed him through and forced the doors closed… with a screeching… well screech. After they were closed the sounds stopped leaving her alone in silence with only her breath to be heard.

"Fucking great," she whispered and leaned back against the door. Four hours in and backtracking to avoid nightmares.

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Light footsteps were the only sounds outside of the breathe escaping her lips. The hallways would be all but unnavigable if she didn't have the ability to 'see in the dark'. She wondered how the 'partner' was getting along, were they still alive? Running for their lives? Without a fail notification from FIB she would simply hope for the best and keep moving… slowly.

[h]"That would be a most disagreeable situation,"[/h] AI replied after Smith had given a broad overview of the science fiction, survival, horror.

The overview had taken a good thirty minutes of explanation and answering questions most of which were, 'I don't know why?' The good news, there was no Insane mutated things crawling the hallways killing people and eating them, yet. If the Blood smears and other… things from the Assault Squad One pod room was to go by, there was still a chance.

After pushing another door open she was annoyed. Apparently there was a system for why specific doors opened specific ways but AI couldn’t pull up the data on what the system was because it was corrupted like so many other things that would be helpful. She 'wondered' why that would be. An armored body fell onto her as the door opened and she screamed… reflexes from horror movies be damned.

After Panicingly skittering out from under the heavy thing and pushing herself back with hands and feet she kicked the head as hard as she could. Whatever the humanoid was didn't move, though in retrospect the way it had fallen should have told her what AI was now. [h]"The Sergeant is dead, Sentient Smith."[/h]

AI initiated an involuntary, on her part, scan of the corpse happened; pulling up a few bits of information in her field of vision. Male, Sergeant Declasser, Hibe hatching order number 160/3,458,325, Environmental Sciences and Exploration - Party Three, Deceased, shot eight times, (one of which was in the head), time of death unknown. There were no weapons on the body so either he had nothing, or whoever had killed him had taken everything. Judging by the decay he had been dead at least a few weeks if not months. She wasn't a mortician.

"No kidding! Scared the life out of me. And here I always thought I would react better in these situations. Movies make it seem so much easier from the safer side of the screen."