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How smart is it to provoke a rock monster who is also your superior in rank?


Ten out of ten guys with broken noses learned the hard way.
"Yeah, what of it bub?," Vas replied as he turned from the servers. "You going to send me a bill or sue me for mistreatment of broken shit?"

Union tech didn't register to Warock's like their own tech, and seemed to be much more fragile. Due to their hardened biology, Warocks have always made things to withstand them. No worth making something if it broke from simply grabbing it.
"Well if you ever decide to chew on someone the good way, keep me in mind," Vas told Kal as he felt and heard the scummiest guy on board make a fool of himself. The Warock sighed and turned to Maggie, unamused.

"Can we just get this over with so I can leave. Immediately."

All of Vas' reserved patience was completely tattered and worthless now. All he wanted was to do now as find an empty space and just soak in some silence and loneliness for a while.
Vas gritted his teeth taking in deep breaths as not to explode. This woman could fight like some of the ladies back home. He was completely sure that the woman of Chernohaz would make her an honorary Warock if the chance arose.

"Well, don't mind me if I accidently rip out some important conponents," Vas threatened with fire in his breath. "Not like 'the dumb blind alien' could tell what he was grabbing at. I hope your commanding officers understand your lapse in judgement."
Vas snarled back and motioned beside Maggie, grabbing the q-tips and coolant. With rocky hands, the Warock grabbed the scorching boards and ripped then out of their homes without any hesitation. Vas didn't even feel a thing as he plunged his arm back inside the server in search for more.

"I can barely make out anything in here," Vas complained as he grabbed what felt like another overheated board. "This shit feels like it was made half a millennia ago by my specie's standards."

Warock tech usually revolved around their senses when it came do to maintenance and full on restoration. Every bolt and screw had to stand out to them for anything to get done, and Union tech didn't seemed to follow that philosophy. Maybe with an echo-emitter, he could get a good idea.
Vas grabbed the door leading into the server room and forced it fully open before it had a chance to close. The alien wasn't undeniably furious at the moment, but when all communications leading in and out of the ship, including internet, suddenly dropped dead many reported seeing steam funnel from Vas' pores.

"Is this the server room?," Vas asked as he 'looked' around. He could feel the Zenohunt girl clearly but the machinery was a little fuzzy. The Union tech wasn't Warock certified apparently.

"Look kid, get this crap working won't yah," Vas ordered. "It's bad enough that I have to deal with dozens of nobodies on the bridge pissing their uniforms without the Captain around. I'm a damn Navigator with nothing to do! Get it fixed!"
Vas yawned loadly into his terminal, stretching his arms as far as the crampted clusterf**k formally known as "the bridge" would allow, and then some. The Warock cracked his neck, releasing a wet sweet crack that he'd replicated almost ten times just today. He was beyond bored. Months ago he was on the frontline of his home system beating alien birds to a bloodied pulp, and this is what he chose to do instead for the rest of his enlistment.

"Join up with the Union they said," Vas muttered as he scrolled through some news sites back home. Cost of living was going up and he had to prepare on moving back to the city after all of his. Small apartment down near Hygin Park in Dele City maybe. Shitty area but he'd lived in worse. "You'll get to relax they said. Work on your social skills they damn said. Too much field work they said! Workaholic with a license to kill!"

Vas could feel the person working next to him give him a confused look. Humans were easy to read. Fleshie bastards poured out pheromones and little noises like animals. Vas could literally hear the guy's heart changing beats better then some medical equipment.

"Sorry," the Warock muttered, "f**king getting, what do humans call it, 'cabin fever'."
@SuperTacticalDerp looks good! loving the new species. im assuming most of the pilot interfaces are going to be tactile, then? when you finish it up, go ahead and post it in the character tab!


Yeah pretty much. Imagine alien Daredevil and you have the Warock. Alien Daredevil who can fly spaceships! If need be I'll go into full detail of how this is even possible, but let's just leave it to heat, light, and alien biology.
(Work-in-progress!)

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