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Holy Shit!

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Role Play Preferences:[/b] Pretty much everything except playing other characters and most slice of life plots. Elastic on most shit.

Fandoms: Silent hill, Homestuck, Bioshock(1-2) and pretty much all of HP lovecraft's stuff.

Personality: Ambiguously ?????????????????.

Favorite Homestuck characters: In order: Eridan, Karkat, gamzee, John.

Hate kanaya and Jade.

My Homestuck class: Bard of Void

Likes: Scented Candles, Writing, RP'ing-in almost any form really. Even if I haven't tried it before- Pixel Art, Making things period, Dressing up in my mad mass. Talking to folks. <3 that understand what I say all the time without me having to tame my tongue.

Dislike: Political talk-light prods for opinions are fine though if private- Being tied down. Talking about myself too much. Playing party therapist, Edgy shit.

Pretty approachable, most of the time I'm all fine with, motherfucking. dancing down a door way to someone else grounds to chill. I tend to either be chilling or drilling the oil out of the works so random absence or silences are a normal.

my 1 x 1 IC

Most Recent Posts

@Bazmund

shit, sure, comrade, we got corners for more comapny. We aren't,motherfucking, mailing this menu of malice until transit phase is over so you got time.

If our OS ends up not showing up I'll just jimmy some shimmy space for you to function as security. Maybe I'll say you have your own authority comm link or something.

on that note:

Kindred @Voltus_Ventus@Starlance@datadogie@Eyelid@officaz

I didn't exactly specify what standard security guard is or anything. So I'm going to give some lore here.

@6slyboy6

Shit, you still,motherfucking, in as OS, comrade?

I have sent the A.I it's laws.

set watches, kindred. Let's see how long it takes for the A.I to go insane and try and conquer the universe. Because they always do.
@officaz

accepted. Include the code as best you can.

@Voltus_Ventus@Starlance@datadogie@Eyelid

Just a heads up. The transit phase is just a warm up. If things move too slow I'll post a mass tag with the words "Wrapping Up" that means you guys are getting an alert that soon-most likely late that night or the next day- a post will be moving the scene on.

Just to keep things sprite.

My,motherfucking, data deity. I'll send you your laws and objectives soon, maybe even in a sec. Just so you got something to engage in if you choose not to post.

Remember guys. If you don't want to post in transit. Just post SKIPPING in IC. It's just a good way for other RP'ers to not sit around thinking "wait, should I wait for this guy to finish the posting cycle" as groups tend to do.
@datadogie

If you like, and you want to strecth the old typing tempests. You may play as an NPC related to your A.I. Perhaps one of her original coders, or, someone who is delivering her. I know I said she be in an dusty old cabinent at docking, but whatever. It won't force Cordial universe to implode into a blazing fire ball if we veto that and say that dusty cabinent of A.I is being delivered on Mammoth 29 with an NPC.

At least until docking phase and your A.I is activated.
Transit phase has begun.

Transit Phase


ZELTA 01: Arrival and Anarchy



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A lone red bulb beeped loudly from its spherical metal strap on, squeaking with a flash of light periodically. It drifted helplessly, no thruster was evident, no limbs, no ability to emote besides a crimson read light that went from lazy blip to an imitation of a heart having a panic attack. Just as it couldn't get any faster it had drifted next to another identical sphere, turning its blink into a single long glare.

"Permission granted, Prepare to dock in 5 hours. Any passengers that do not present their papers will not be allowed to leave. Do not open up the terminal until security is on board to sort out the masses"

A giant spear of junk was drifting listleesly pass the now former path of the sphere. A dot to a picture, the only thing stopping it from blending into its frame visually was that big, flashing red light as the words "TRANSIT: MAMMOTH 29" written in blocky, black font passed by. Millions of windows crossed the titans body like scales, segmentally and indescriminately all placed with a mathmatic indifference above one another, all of them connected to a tiny, dark apartment that would make a chronically depressed goblin thankful for their cave in the woods.

As the colossus slowly made its way two smaller, gold painted ships with the words "SECURITY" on top of their turtle backs hovered beside it before latching on like urchins to a whale stomach and loudly erected long tubes into its guts.

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This is where you lived for the last 6 years. When you first arrived, like many before you, it didn't seem so bad. Mammoth was large, large enough for anyone to find a spot for themselves. As the time went on the pale lights aggresively peered into you like a doctors pen light and when your eyes weren't being stung you were nearly stumbling in total darkness.

Your apartment complex was more akin to a broom closet given a bed, a tiny seperate shower and toilet. The walls were so thin and the metal halls so long that you could hear the cramped families echo all day and night as they argued. Six years of living in a 3 star, no 2 star, hell...fuck it...1 star hotel. You thought things were bad at home but Mammoth made you envy the homeless at times.

When you heard the speakers grizzle out a male voice at near screaming volume your anticipation almost overide the pain in your ears "All inhabitants, we are at our destination. Retrieve your papers and luggage, any luggage you leave behind will become property of the party. If you do not have your papers then any attempt to leave the ship will be met with fines...or violence...by the Authority's Vigilant Security forces"

You knew exactly what the rest of the day will be like.

The terminal hall was a massive unending grey tide of blarring lights from all directions and an air conditioning system that could barely kick a breeze across it's insanely large perimeter. In olden times the size of that place would be considered a dukes entire land, right now it was there purely for security check points, luggage conveyors and ENDLESS benches from wall to wall and to the horizon, even benches ontop of benches and occasionally the odd bed if you were quick enough. Despite its resources and size every chair will be full; every nook and cranny a person in it; and every foot of floor covered in someones luggage.

Still, soon you'd live to tell about your voyage on Mammoth 29...let's just hope you can say the same about ZELTA.

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@officaz

Did you see the posts me and eyelid tagged you in the last page?
@datadogie

shit, it's all cooler than a pug in sunglasses that,motherfucking, dropped out of college. You're free to spit any spires that come to you, you don't come off as trying to start off a fire fight. Just means you're passionate about the world/role as far as I'm concerned.

@datadogie

Wait.

forget it.

I was worried about balance and over thought it. I'll do what I originally thought and give her access to all-well, most files- and let her have normal control. Her balancer is the laws and authority commands, she don't need any other limiters.
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