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"I agree with the batarian, you should calm down before you get us all killed. We are all here to make the galaxy more safe; but in order to achieve that, we need to work together and have a clear mindset."

*Beep* *Beep*

Rol'Naaris might be the first to hear the electrical blip-blops of a hovering holographic drone as it suddenly floated past him and towards the group, bopping excitedly up and down as it floated towards the center of the room as it let out chirping noises that almost sounded like excited squealing!

It turned around, a small, protruding metal rod creating flashes of light that temporarily illuminated the room, as if a crazy photographer had just been unleashed in a celebrity gathering!

*

*Beep* *Beep*

"Anomalies detected! Please advice!"

Vella, whom had taken a detour into some of the side rooms, suddenly paused in the middle of an old-drying room filled with dust, debris and age-old fetid towels as the receiver in her helmet suddenly pinged.

Drone Killshow had found something!

"Ohhh, I wonder what that might be!" Vella suddenly whispered to herself as she quickly brought up a holo display from a blue omni-tool that appeared on her left glove, getting up a direct feed from the Drone Killshow of the group of strangers that it had just detected! Curious, Vella placed her rifle along the magnetic straps on her chest. But the image was blurred, obscured by much of the darkness and dust of the room. Wanting a better look, she began to mash one of the holographic buttons to get a better look at the band.

"Zoom! Zoom! Zoom! Zoo,- wait, no, I don't want Video Menus! Zo,- no, not Audio, I... I don't want self destr... wait, self destruction?!"

Vella suddenly bit her own lips as she saw the left side of her panel with Killshow's display had suddenly locked itself on a button marked self-destruct, the screen locked to the point that no frantic button mashing could stop a red bar from rapidly filling in the corner!

"Shi-shi-shi-shit,-"
*BANG!*

*

Back with the rest of the group, the Drone Killshow that had previously been bopping around excitedly and flash photographing the entire group, suddenly became still; it's blue glow beginning to turn red as the drone began to shake; before without any further warning, the Drone suddenly exploded with the force of a hand grenade, causing a tremendous noise as dust and debris was thrown everywhere! In the chaos, the archaic sprinkler system of the metro was activated, suddenly gushing old water all over the main areas of the metro as the fractured remnants of what had once been a drone was scattered everywhere, an ringing, malfunctioning fire alarm blaring in the background, its archaic and faulty technology causing it to interrupt itself as it died down, only to resume ringing at random intervals!

*

Back in the dryer-room, Vella stood completely still as she now watched the static that filled "Killshows" display. Although her mask betrayed no emotion, her face had contorted into a grimace behind her helmet as she let out an awkward hiss.

" ... dammit, Sila! Of all the times!! ... I hope I didn't just kill anyone!"

Vella muttered as she bit her tongue, awkwardly scratching the top side of her helmet as she pondered on what to do.

"I did just bomb the meeting point... maybe I should give them a moment to relax before stepping in. I wouldn't want there to be any confusions, after all!"
Also, I notice you tend to use exclamation points like they give you money. I'm going to pretend you're suuuuper caffeinated and excited.


That is one similarity that I have with my character! :D

(and yes, I did just drink coffee!)
@Silver Fox

1-2 hours on a postie is a concept that is entirely alien to me xD

I try to keep mine relatively short! That way more people can react to my shenanigans! :>
Rip that moment when you think your going to be the second person to post, then take to long and are not longer the second person.

oh well I tried, and that is why there is the edit button right? hehe.


This is why one should never spend more than 15-20min on a postie from my experience xD
@PrivateVentures

I think it's just to write something you find reasonable and avoid god-moding :P at least that's generally how it goes as we don't have dice!

*You rolled a 1!*
*You slipped on the stairs, broke your ribs!
*You rolled a 1 - again*
*You continue to slide, falling into a trash compactor!*
*Make a luck save!*
*Fail! The trash compactor was active and you're dead! Make a new character!"
I put up a postie!

It'll be interesting to see how many PCs survive First Contact ^_^
"Uhhh, are you sure this is the right address, Vel?"

"I'm pretty sure, Sil!"

Vella responded as she rotated a holographic tourist map of London city around multiple times as she sat in the passenger seat of the X3M skycar, parked as they were in the shadows of a corner on Baker Street. Rain was splashing on the windshield of the skycar as Sil, a light blue Asari was sitting next to her in the driver seat.

"I'm not so sure about that... " The Asari, Sila, said with a skeptical tone as she eyed out through the water splattered windhsield, eying the old, rundown streets.
"It looks more like we took the highway into Mugger Street! Is that why you brought all that high powered equipment?"

"Gotta make a proper first expression, sis!" Vella said with a soft chuckle, shifting around in her seat. Vella was wearing a long, black raincoat, yet the long coat occasionally slipped to reveal the silver plates and black bodyglove underneath, hinting at a cloaked but fully armored person. Reaching under the dashboard in front of her, she pulled up a long, silvery energy Assault Rifle, before attempting to hide the large device under her black raincloak.

Sila studied her for a moment, eying the High Powered Military grade assault rifle and tilting her head before speaking.

"You know, if this is an ex of yours, there are other ways to deal with a bad relationship that does not involve killing your old partner!"

"Oh, this is not a matter of love, dear!" Vella replied as she opened the door to the skycar and stepped out. As she put a heavy, chromatic combat boot onto the ground, it was finally revealed how tall she was, standing at least a head or two higher than most members of her specie, though the rest of her features were hidden behind her heavy raincoat. Turning around, she'd grab another handle on the car before opening a door to the backseat to start pull out a long, plastic duffle bag.

"Right, right... I'll not pry into your own personal matters!" Sila responded with a light chuckle as the hovercar tilted slightly as Vella succeeded in pulling out the large duffle bag!
"But if you get into a firefight or something, sweetie, just let us know. Me and the sisters will be nearby, and we got our equipment with our shuttle if you're going to need any backup!"

"Yeah, right. Knowing your response time, I'd have enough time to blow up this entire neighborhood before you even got your pants on!" Vella laughed with a taunting tone as she threw a glance at Sila's barely existant skirt, the other Asari wearing an extremely casual(and extremely revealing) civilian attire. Sila laughed.

"Don't forget the twins!"

A mechanical whirr sounded as Vella pressed a button on her silver plated gauntlet, as suddenly two glowing, bulbous drones suddenly popped out of the cargo area of the skycar to hover around in the sky!

"You mean the party-poopers? How could I ever! You didn't load them up with explosives again, did you?"

"Maybe??"

"Yeah, screw you too, Sila!" Vella laughed as she pulled a monochromatic silver helmet out of the backseat of the car, putting it onto her head. The helmet consisted of a solid, round bulbous platinum plate, with some blue lights at the sides and fins angled much like wings. Pulling on her heavy hood, she'd turn away and walk away from the car, duffle bag slung over her shoulder and Apostle Battle Rifle sitting under her raincoat.

"Don't forget, if this private meeting doesn't go well, me and the sisters will at the Duck & Waffle at ten PM!"

"Yeah yeah!"

" ... and if you need a backup outfit, I got an extra thon,-"

"I GET IT I GET IT, SILA! I'm trying to not kill the first person I see!!!"

Vella shouted back as she walked towards the entrance of the metro. A luminous yellow "Do Not Pass" and "Construction Work in Progress" cone were standing in the way, only to be kicked down the stairs by Vella as she stepped into the darkness of the metro, her two, shimmering drones following close behind her at each side.

"Aurora, Killshow, go scout out the place for me!" Vella called out to the two drones accompanying her, her voice slightly mechanical from her full metal helmet. That was, before she suddenly remembered to add before the drones flew off!
"Oh, and set Engage Mode to If-Attacked!"

"Phew, glad I remembered to do that!"

Vella thought to herself as she walked down into the darkness of the metro, her two drones flying ahead in front of her as she thought of how awkward it would be to explain if her drones accidentally killed a residing hobo with an unlawful amount of gratuitous firepower!

"Maybe I should put them on Disintegrate, just in case I ever forget the switch the modes in the future... at least then there'd be no evidence!!"
@Eisenhorn

Pssshh, nothing that a VORTEX OF DOOM can't already do!!!! ^_^

@Andromedai

Also, is that a cue for me to bring in more nasties in the fight and amp up the level? :D
@Eisenhorn

Why does it not surprise me that a Guardsman Magic Show would feature disappearing/reappearing tanks & other heavy ordnance? ^^
@Eisenhorn

I confused the arbites with the guardsman!! ^^ sorry!!!

I sometimes get my Generic-40K-Gruff-guys mixed up xD
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