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| Crystal Rose | Feb 25 2010, 09:54 PM Post #2386 |
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Nova's Ship From his spot Jason twitched and turned to Erin, whispering "Can't you like blow them apart with awesome wind powers or something?!" After Galv kissed her the girl looked to him proudly, pulling him around with one hand, still half dancing. The girl giggled. "You're a good dancer ya know!" Jason twitched more, still whispering at Erin desperately "Commmmeee onnnn! Pllleeeeaaassseeee" |
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| GoldenSama | Feb 25 2010, 10:29 PM Post #2387 |
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[Azmuth’s Firefly] I HATE that...Like all the kids at my school back on Earth. Worried about homework and clothes...Parties...Boys.... Here’s a fun game to play: Guess which parts of Eva’s rant were like a knife to Jordan’s face! For added ease of play, just read the bold words! "You know, someone actually asked me on a date.. Jordan almost threw up at that moment. Aikka alone was too much competition, now there was some other guy out there? Jordan audibly groaned. Why would someone want to tie themselves down!? The Gunner regretted this moment. Weren’t there any horrible Krog to attack? Zerg? Power-armor-wearing soldiers? Horrible face-huggers? ANYTHING to take attention away from this moment! “Haha me cute! That's hilarious! I told him to shove off until he grows up and can think of something better than calling me cute and taking me out to some cheesy movie!" As tempted as he was to agree with this random boy who he now hated despite them never having met, Jordan knew Molly would just laugh at him, or get weirded out. He leaned against the wall and groaned. “Y-You really think so? I mean… you really think that dating and stuff like that is useless and boring?” Jordan asked. [NL Apocalypse] Felix sweat dropped a bit. “Ah… okay. Well, uh, there’s food in the dining room…” He shuffled a bit. He did not know everything that was going on with the adults, but at the same time… he scratched his neck. |
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| Crystal Rose | Feb 25 2010, 10:41 PM Post #2388 |
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Azmuth’s Firefly Eva was totally oblivious to Jordan's discomfort, but did see it as a bit strange that he was asking about relationships now. "I dunno, maybe...Maybe not......But not with some cheesy high school guy who thinks he's big and bad because he's beat up some kid at school. Nope!" She thought for a moment "He's gotta be able to put up with me for starters! And better be able to beat ME in a fight too!" She gave a laugh. "Humor is important too, almost as much as being to kick butt and take names! Oh and liking racing is required!" "You know...I really have never thought about this...I mean i've only been back with my dad for a few months...And I DEFINITELY wasn't gonna date someone at Stern! Ugggh all those guys were creepers who thought I was crazy! can't say I blame them though." She paused and thought about it a bit more before looking up at Jordan. "What about you gunner boy! What's your dream girl like! Interested in shooting no doubt!" |
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| AGodofIrony | Feb 25 2010, 10:42 PM Post #2389 |
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-Nova's Ship- Galv found himself laughing, though happily, as Melanie pulled him around. He followed with her, finding himself now dancing with the girl. “You are very light on your feet,” Galv said, twirling Melanie and stepping closer to her. This was a lot of fun. Unfortunately for Jason, Erin was a teenage girl. “Ohhh...they're adorable!” Erin squealed, watching Galv and Melanie dance, “Aren't they?” Erin grinned brightly, “Ohhhh...I hope my kids would be that cute...” [. . .] Ethan merely nodded and headed into the dining hall to get food. “Ohhhh...I wonder if they have cake...” Aiden said, “I always wanted to try cake...” |
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| GoldenSama | Feb 25 2010, 10:59 PM Post #2390 |
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[Azmuth’s Firefly] … No Krog? Not even a single Zerg? No giant killer robots with massive claws and laser beams? There was really no crazy, insane, dangerous adventure to save him from this? Don Wei wasn’t even here to yell at him. Jordan was still stuck in this situation! Why hadn’t he just changed the subject? He groaned again and wondered what had come over him. He was fearless earlier when an entire army was trying to slaughter them on Zohar; and when they were stuck inside a Satellite trying to rescue a robot! Even a bunch of Protoss ninjas had not scared him as much as this moment. Then again, he was trained for stuff like that. The emotions of a teenage girl were something totally out of his training and far from his comfort zone. “W-Why are we talking about this, anyway?” Jordan sputtered as she asked him about HIS ideal girl. “ [Nova’s Ship] Felix turned to Aiden and then decided to go looking for cake! He opened a few drawers and the fridge and eventually found… “Cake mix?” Felix frowned, and then looked to Aiden. She wanted a cake… “Well… I can try to make one for you!” |
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| HellAvatar | Feb 25 2010, 11:20 PM Post #2391 |
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Acorn Palace Jagan waited... And waited... And had guns pointed at him the whole time. And it was getting rather tense, with him refusing to move and the guards wanting him out of the palace. They were almost to the point of firing warning shots (or maybe not, though Jagan can be an infuriating bastard when he wants to), when Amadeus appeared ant told them to stand down. Jagan immediately recognized this as his signal, and the moment Amadeus Prower told him that his boss wanted Jagan to help this guy with something, that's when Jagan realized things were moving again. Tank goodness. He did NOT want to kill a pair of guards because of a simple misunderstanding. "Very well. Lead onward." And Jagan followed Amadeus through the palace, carefully observing the situation. Everything was chaos here, mobians were running about like chickens without heads, though he supposed he should not be surprised. Security was extra-heavy and he was receiving suspicious glares from everyone, though he never returned anyone's look. He didn't bother after all. His mission was different. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- NL Apocalypse Sechs brought the trailing band of nourishment-seekers straight to the bridge, his presence allowing them to raise to the spacious control deck of the NL Apocalypse. It was a large control deck with an almost 360-degree view around the ship for the pilot, and about a dozen different seats with various control panels. By far the most advanced part of the ship. Sechs immediately headed for the pilot's seat and plopped down, changing the trajectory of the ship just enough so he wouldn't accidentally plow into the UTR fleet, while the people he brought were met by Desty Nova. "Greetings and welcome to my bridge! Anything I could do for you, ladies and gentlemen?" Sechs boredly monotoned from his seat. "They want grub." Desty grinned. "Ah! Food! Well, look no further, for I will grant you a rather interesting option." With that, he tapped his watch, and all of them were surrounded with a blue light and whisked away through a personal portal device to appear in the Dining room/Mess hall which was already set up with a rather grandiose meal fit for kings on the long, crescent-moon-shaped table. "Feel free to dive right in, my friends! Everything here is open!" (Whatever food, guys. XD) ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Azmuth's Firefly chaos nodded, standing up and walking up to her, standing right in front of the android girl and putting a hand on her shoulder. "Then we shall search for it. We will find out who you were in your past, who you knew, what you did. And then, you will decide what you will do. And I will come with you. If there is ANYTHING you need my help for, please don't hesitate to ask." He grinned, looking as happy as a kid that just got his favorite candy. "And this means adventure! I do not doubt that in our search we will see a lot of places, a lot of things that many others could only wish to see. Let us build good memories from now on, memories that will obscure that monster Burke until he is nothing but a dark stain that we have left far behind." He then changed to a rather thoughtful look, before asking her. "From your visions, have you seen any place that you can start with?" |
![]() Now becomes the the past in an instant — and everyone will eventually die! Destiny triumphs over human knowledge and goes mad! That is the way of things! I spit upon this frail, crazed, world! I spit upon the Second Law of Thermodynamics! ~ Desty Nova, Karmatron Theory Let them Label me! Let them swear and curse at me as I tug humanity like a bucking bull into the darkness of the unknown, revealing its secrets to the sane and driving them MAD! In ages long past, I shall be looked upon as a tyrant and a savior! As a savant and as a fool! My work shall advance humanity long past its time, throw it into the unknown future and force it to grow strong or FALL! Years from now, when I will inevitably be removed, my work shall continue to progress, because these things cannot be denied! Governments will publicly criticize my work, but privately conduct research that advances it! I shall imprint myself into the annals of history, among the stars that shine as brightly as Albert Einstein, Isaac Newton, Benjamin Franklin, Dmitri Mendeleev, Nikola Tesla, and countless others! My work will shine as brightly as any star, and I AM ITS CREATOR!!! ~ Desty Nova, Morality
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| GoldenSama | Feb 25 2010, 11:35 PM Post #2392 |
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[Acorn Palace] Sama was on his CODEC, speaking to James Raynor. The Admiral had been informing him of some new decisions and new orders, and Sama could hardly believe some of it. He was looking forward to the new ID card when it came through, though. As he walked, he spotted Amadeus and Jagan… and he recognized Jagan. Raynor and Snake had known Nova, and worked with him briefly in the past. Sama gave a small grin and walked over. “Oi! Jagan, isn’t it? I take it from your presence here that Desty Nova is nearby? Nice to see you… I’m Sama, of Philanthropy.” He extended a hand. Sama had to take care of one of his new orders on his own… the Republic could not supply what he needed to find, and it was a bit tricky… but suddenly the idea of Nova popped into his head. [Azmuth’s Firefly] KOS-MOS found herself smiling again. While she did not fully understand the emotions going on in her head, she liked this one… chaos had a way of making her feel this particular emotion time and time again. It was good that she had found him once more. “Thank you.” KOS-MOS replied, her voice still a cold, unchanging monotone. When he asked where they could begin, she tried to recall. She thought of the ‘visions’ she had been experiencing. She saw a charred planet, a strange facility, a battleship… yes! The battleship! “… There is a ship. A Republic battleship. An older model than the type used now. If this ship is still in service, perhaps there is a clue on it?” She struggled to recall the name, the model number, anything… “… Hyperion.” |
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| HellAvatar | Feb 25 2010, 11:58 PM Post #2393 |
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Acorn Palace Jagan stopped when this new man had addressed him. He remembered his face, but not his name or anything of the sort, for the two had met VERY briefly, and quite a long time ago. The fact that Philanthropy was here meant that something here on Mobius was worth their attention. So Nova was right after all. The moment Sama extended his hand, Jagan shook it, though rather stiffly and quickly. "You are correct in your assumption. I am Jagan Nova Shades, and you are also correct in your assumption that Desty Nova is present. It is a pleasure to meet you. I am rather surprised you have not recognized him in orbit, the NL Apocalypse is shaped in a rather defining manner, and I believe you have been in orbit as well at the same time." He turned to look at Amadeus. "Requesting permission to speak with this individual. Professor Nova has expressed curiosity in Philanthropy, and I am under orders to make friendly contact with any agent of said organization if I am to encounter one." He then turned back to Sama, standing stiffly and it was a wonder why he was not saluting yet. "I am here under explicit orders for investigation. If there is any particular information you have about the rebellion and the assassination attempt, I would be grateful if you would cooperate." Jagan was rather... Mechanical in his talks, to say the least. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Azmuth's Firefly chaos nodded, a determined look settling on his face. "Then let us find Azmuth. Perhaps he would know of the ship, and would be able to help us in finding it. The name itself is unique, so it should not be too difficult to find unless "Hyperion" is a class of battleship." He backed off, holding his hand out to the android girl, smiling brightly. The situation was resolved, and it seemed that KOS-MOS has settled upon a decision and no longer appeared as confused as before. Now, they just had to follow the trail that she has given them... |
![]() Now becomes the the past in an instant — and everyone will eventually die! Destiny triumphs over human knowledge and goes mad! That is the way of things! I spit upon this frail, crazed, world! I spit upon the Second Law of Thermodynamics! ~ Desty Nova, Karmatron Theory Let them Label me! Let them swear and curse at me as I tug humanity like a bucking bull into the darkness of the unknown, revealing its secrets to the sane and driving them MAD! In ages long past, I shall be looked upon as a tyrant and a savior! As a savant and as a fool! My work shall advance humanity long past its time, throw it into the unknown future and force it to grow strong or FALL! Years from now, when I will inevitably be removed, my work shall continue to progress, because these things cannot be denied! Governments will publicly criticize my work, but privately conduct research that advances it! I shall imprint myself into the annals of history, among the stars that shine as brightly as Albert Einstein, Isaac Newton, Benjamin Franklin, Dmitri Mendeleev, Nikola Tesla, and countless others! My work will shine as brightly as any star, and I AM ITS CREATOR!!! ~ Desty Nova, Morality
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| GoldenSama | Feb 26 2010, 12:21 AM Post #2394 |
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[Acorn Palace] Sama smiled to Jagan, trying to be friendly as usual. Although he was a war-hardened soldier and had just received a lot of new responsibilities, the young man was more than happy to remain cheerful whenever possible. “It’s nice to see you again, Jagan.” Sama replied. "I am here under explicit orders for investigation. If there is any particular information you have about the rebellion and the assassination attempt, I would be grateful if you would cooperate." Sama nodded. “Well, unfortunately I was not here for the actual assassination attempt… had I been, believe me, I would have done my part to stop that guy. From what I can gather, though, it was Wolf O’Donnell… a rather well-known smuggler and killer-for-hire.” He shrugged his shoulders. “Unfortunately, I’m not really involved in the investigation, so I don’t actually have the details.” He paused, and then grinned. “You said Professor Nova is curious about Philanthropy? I could answer any questions he has… as it happens, I’ve been promoted: I’m now the commander office of Philanthropy. I’d be happy to meet with Professor Nova. Snake always spoke very highly of him.” [Azmuth’s Firefly] KOS-MOS took chaos hand and felt… content. She still had many questions and insecurities bouncing around in her metal head; however at the moment it did not matter. chaos was here, and he would help her whenever she needed it. “Thank you. Yes, let us ask Azmuth.” |
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| HellAvatar | Feb 26 2010, 12:44 AM Post #2395 |
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Acorn Palace Jagan gave a curt nod. "At the moment I am to deliver my report to Professor Nova in person, as well as find a more suitable place to dock my mech. Once I speak with General Amadeus about my role here as an investigator and aide, I am to return to the Apocalypse. If you wish, you can accompany me then. I do not expect to take too long. In fact..." He turned right about, facing Amadeus in just as straight of a posture as before. He never seemed to loosen up... HOW this guy was still acting without cramping muscles was a mystery. "I would like to discuss my role here on Mobius, and if you would permit, let us move on to your office or speak here if it is not a private matter. I was sent by the Professor to be of personal help in investigating any spies, leaks or dangerous insurrections that might threaten Mobius, and I exclude the Metarex because of their obvious hostility." -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Azmuth's Firefly chaos grabbed KOS-MOS's hand, grinned and was off, leading the girl at a hustle pace towards Azmuth's personal quarters, before changing direction when he sensed that Azmuth was on the Bridge instead. It was about time they talked again, and this was the perfect reason to do so. chaos liked Azmuth, the alien was quite an interesting character. As they ran, however, he couldn't help but marvel. KOS-MOS was becoming ever-more human. He remembered when he first met her in the mind-realm and spoke to the near-robotic girl. She was like a machine, a non-living thing that "answered queries" and "made estimations". Now... Now she had emotions she had no idea how to deal with, and was slowly becoming ever more alive, ever more expressive. It was a miracle, whether of machinery or something metaphysical. Whoever made her to be capable of this was a genius. He ran up to the entrance to the bridge and came in, letting KOS-MOS follow at her own pace. "Mr. Azmuth? May we have a word with you? It's something rather important." |
![]() Now becomes the the past in an instant — and everyone will eventually die! Destiny triumphs over human knowledge and goes mad! That is the way of things! I spit upon this frail, crazed, world! I spit upon the Second Law of Thermodynamics! ~ Desty Nova, Karmatron Theory Let them Label me! Let them swear and curse at me as I tug humanity like a bucking bull into the darkness of the unknown, revealing its secrets to the sane and driving them MAD! In ages long past, I shall be looked upon as a tyrant and a savior! As a savant and as a fool! My work shall advance humanity long past its time, throw it into the unknown future and force it to grow strong or FALL! Years from now, when I will inevitably be removed, my work shall continue to progress, because these things cannot be denied! Governments will publicly criticize my work, but privately conduct research that advances it! I shall imprint myself into the annals of history, among the stars that shine as brightly as Albert Einstein, Isaac Newton, Benjamin Franklin, Dmitri Mendeleev, Nikola Tesla, and countless others! My work will shine as brightly as any star, and I AM ITS CREATOR!!! ~ Desty Nova, Morality
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| AGodofIrony | Feb 26 2010, 02:00 PM Post #2396 |
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-Acorn Palace- “Of course,” Amadeus nodded, and led Jagan into his quarters. Once there, he turned to Jagan. “I am planning on creating a peaceful protest for democracy. A movement, on this planet. We have been ruled by a monarchy for too long,” Amadeus explained. “But it seems the U.T.R. would rather back the one in power. I can not beat their military...But they are also a democracy...I doubt they could keep face if they violently stop a peaceful protest.” Amadeus looked almost hopeful now. He had always dreamed of a more peaceful way for politics. “I need evidence though. If the U.T.R. does get violent, for whatever reason, it needs to be shown.” The general gave a sort of smile, “Do you have a way I could contact you when needed? I still have to make sure everything is ready, and those others seem like they could use your help as well.” He did not want to ask for help for fighting. No, this had to be a purely Mobian movement. Having another video tape it was fine though. But the actual work. He would take care of that. -Azmuth's Ship- “Of course,” Azmuth said, turning to chaos and KOS-MOS as they entered. He was standing on one of the consoles, so chaos and KOS-MOS wouldn't have to stare down at him to much. “What is it that you need?” the Galvan inquired. (GS, HA, I'm very sorry I didn't post last night. I ended up falling asleep, and I apologize.) |
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| GoldenSama | Feb 26 2010, 03:21 PM Post #2397 |
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((No worries AGOI! :3)) [Acorn Palace] Sama gave a nod, a smile and a wave to Jagan and Amadeus as they left. He hoped that the two would find a way to work with one another, and he hoped that whatever was going on would bring some sense of peace to Mobius. Being back… it was bad. The planet was still suffering from the effects of the war. Sure, he had been fighting against them the last time he was here, but with the war ended, there was no reason to hold onto any grudge against the people here. He gave a yawn and waited. He might as well wait to meet with Nova… Raynor had ordered him to get new mechs for Philanthropy; one’s that could not be traced back to the UTR. The downside of being a secret unit was maintaining that secret. [Azmuth’s Firefly] KOS-MOS looked to Azmuth and hesitated. Explaining this would be… odd. “… Do you know of a Republic Battleship called the Hyperion? I am currently investigating my origins, and I believe this ship may hold some key to my past. If you know anything of this ship… its location, commander, assignment… any information would be most valuable and appreciated.” |
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| HellAvatar | Feb 26 2010, 03:24 PM Post #2398 |
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Acorn Palace Jagan was surprised. A protest? On Mobius? That could truly turn the entire plan upside-down. And if the UTR involved themselves, then this was going to be rather problematic. No wonder Nova wanted him here, this place was about to become an active hive. Especially with the recent assassination attempt, he needed to find out who hired the assassin. He had his work cut out for him. "I am easily reachable." He dove into his pocked and removed a small ring/dial, just about the size of a watch. "Place that on any watch you are currently wearing. If you do not wear one, you may place it elsewhere. When you have need of me, twist the dial and it will transmit the signal directly to my watch, and we shall be able to communicate privately without interruption. I will report at any time you have need of me. While my roles are investigative in nature, I am also to act as the de-facto bodyguard of the person who has hired me, in case things get dangerous. Whenever you have a need of any of my skills, I will report immediately." He saluted to the man then, a full military salute, stiff as a board and straight as an arrow. "Requesting permission to leave, SIR!" |
![]() Now becomes the the past in an instant — and everyone will eventually die! Destiny triumphs over human knowledge and goes mad! That is the way of things! I spit upon this frail, crazed, world! I spit upon the Second Law of Thermodynamics! ~ Desty Nova, Karmatron Theory Let them Label me! Let them swear and curse at me as I tug humanity like a bucking bull into the darkness of the unknown, revealing its secrets to the sane and driving them MAD! In ages long past, I shall be looked upon as a tyrant and a savior! As a savant and as a fool! My work shall advance humanity long past its time, throw it into the unknown future and force it to grow strong or FALL! Years from now, when I will inevitably be removed, my work shall continue to progress, because these things cannot be denied! Governments will publicly criticize my work, but privately conduct research that advances it! I shall imprint myself into the annals of history, among the stars that shine as brightly as Albert Einstein, Isaac Newton, Benjamin Franklin, Dmitri Mendeleev, Nikola Tesla, and countless others! My work will shine as brightly as any star, and I AM ITS CREATOR!!! ~ Desty Nova, Morality
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| AGodofIrony | Feb 26 2010, 03:29 PM Post #2399 |
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-Azmuth's Firefly- “Unfortunately, I do not know of any U.T.R. ship known as the Hyperion. Of course, I am not human,” Azmuth said, “And I know someone who would be able to find out.” He paused, then smiled, “Try using your Plumber's Badges. Contact a man who calls himself 'Old Man Sensei.' He should be able to get you the information you need.” -Acorn Palace- “Your help is appreciated,” Amadeus said, taking the device, “You are dismissed.” He nodded to Jagan, indicating he could be on his way. |
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| The Vidit of Light | Feb 26 2010, 05:17 PM Post #2400 |
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T.R.S. Crusader Didymus waited. He recieved another message. His own troops (although not the garrison troops) were to withdraw from the planet surface at the request of Acorn herself, a request EarthCom approved of. However, they were not to leave the system, the situation was still too delicate. So, they were all to hunker up in orbit for an indefinite amount of time, until the situation on Mobius "stabilized". Greeaaaaaaat. He gave the order, and was told he could sign off for now. He decided to stroll by the infirmary again... |
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