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| Crystal Rose | Nov 14 2010, 09:19 PM Post #5581 |
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Plumber Battleship Jade laughed and followed Ben, as he proceeded to lead them out, not really giving the small group a choice-but it was okay. after all who didn't like smoothies!" "I guess we're getting smoothies then" Gwen said with a laugh. [...] "Oh well! I suppose we'll party as we wait for the others" Crystal said happily, standing up from her chair and spinning around. "After all I don't want to waste such a cute party dress!" Orion: Shopping District "Melanie and I don't speak very often...At least not in the way which you are probably wondering about." Kanna said, shrugging off any concern. The woman had never been much of a speaker...Especially not when it came to heart to hearts. After all Kanna still hadn't spoken to Melanie about where babies came from even....Poor naive Melanie. "Melanie is a good child, I don't need to speak to her about anything" Orion: Space Melanie thought silently for a few moments, thinking of some name that would be worthy of such a wonderful ship. "I hope our ship can fly very fast...Like a little shooting star maybe...Le petite étoile filante in french...But I like the little shooting star...Or maybe just the shooting star." The Heart of Gold "Of course not! Sonic trusts me fully! And I....Trust him too" She trusted that he was going to come back at least... "He's my darling and he loves me very much, he just has to hide it...For my safety!" Space Mall The Little Prince looked up at the security guard strangely, before offering a grin. "Do you think this glass would be big enough for my rose?" He asked innocently, not realizing the wrong which he committed. Cosmo noticing the commotion rushed over, the scarf still around her neck. "What is the problem?" |
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| GoldenSama | Nov 14 2010, 09:38 PM Post #5582 |
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[TRS Crusader] “... Excuse me?” Samus was standing behind Didymus, having been returning to her ship to get a few things. Though her face could not be seen, Samus was clearly annoyed. Very annoyed. “I will not stand here and be lectured by you. You may have doubts on whether or not I know how to behave, but clearly you do not know how to behave in regard to others. You regard me with suspicious? With contempt? I served in the Republic, and I serve alongside Republic marines QUITE often.” [Plumber Battleship] “Smoothies it is. Space Mall?” Kevin asked, raising an eyebrow. […] Sama gave a small sigh, but then Crystal mentioned starting the party. He gave a huge grin, and clicked on the CD, filling the room with music. “Well why not then! Shall we dance?” He held out his hand to her. [Space Mall] The security guard looked down at the Little Prince and raised an eyebrow. He was not an imaginative person, and he was not amused by the small, adorable child. “Yeah, whatever kid... you can have all the glasses and roses you want; if ya pay for them!” The guard then noticed Cosmo. “Hey, you stealing that scarf too?” Then Vash showed up. “Ah! Hold on! I have money... I have... oh...” He reached into his pocket... and found it empty. |
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| AGodofIrony | Nov 14 2010, 09:45 PM Post #5583 |
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-Orion- Shopping District “She's fourteen years old now, isn't she?” Levina then asked, “Does she even know where babies come from yet? I made sure Samuel told Galv, so he will behave...” -The Heart of Gold- “If Sonic has to hide his feelings because he's worried that you would get hurt from someone, then you should get stronger,” Shadow suddenly spoke up, his eyes still closed, “You shouldn't be dependent on him saving you. You should be strong enough to save yourself...” Silver looked to Shadow, and nodded, “He's got a point, actually...If that's the reason you can't be together, then you should try and get stronger.” -Orion Space- “The Shooting Star it is then!” Galv said with a grin, flipping a few switches, preparing to activate hyper drive. He wondered when the others would realize they were gone... The ship took off, into space! -Space Mall- Ben, Jade, Kevin, and Gwen were soon at the Space Mall, Ben leading them right to Mr. Smoothies. “Ohhh boy, smoothie time,” Ben grinned, rubbing his hands together. He really liked smoothies... As they walked along, he paused, noticing a certain man in a red coat, with The Little Prince and Cosmo near him... “Huh, wonder what they're doing,” Ben wondered, “Oh well, smoothies!” |
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| The Vidit of Light | Nov 14 2010, 09:49 PM Post #5584 |
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T.R.S. Crusader “I will not stand here and be lectured by you. You may have doubts on whether or not I know how to behave, but clearly you do not know how to behave in regard to others. You regard me with suspicious? With contempt? I served in the Republic, and I serve alongside Republic marines QUITE often.” Didymus turned about, a tad embarassed...but Samus' comments were not particularly condusive to cooling his head. He paused for a moment, before turning to face her. He appeared calm, collected, cool, professional. "I brief most any new arrivals on how to behave. I just had a meeting with Ambassador Caraway, Miss Aran, in which I laid out my expectations for her while she was here. I did not mean to make light of your efforts alongside our men that doubtlessly saved lives...but with that said, Philanthropy operatives, even IF-" he placed an strong emphasis on the "if" "-they are not harboring any secrets or reservations about their duty, are not exactly by-the-book. So it is clearly no surprise that I would want to meet with any coming on board who are still in Republic employ and lay out what I expect of them while they are with us, is it?" ...he waited for her reply. He appeared calm and collected. ...inside, he was seething. She hates you. Just like they ALL do. Accusing you of not knowing how to behave around others-Philanthropy wouldn't know etiquette if it-this just...women. To think, this is what I can expect from them...with a few exceptions. ...maybe. I think. |
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| HellAvatar | Nov 14 2010, 10:28 PM Post #5585 |
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Plumber Battleship Desty Nova took the disc reverently from the other man and quickly downloaded the data from the disc to his wrist-computer, which he then sent back as a relay to the Apocalypse. Inputting the coordinates, he got the exact data of when, where and how he should bend the dimensional fabric to travel to the correct time and place. "I see. It will take us less than an hour if we leave within the next 15 minutes, but I cannot take your battleship along. The Apocalypse was made specifically for transdimensional travel, and its frame is a lot stronger than the outer armor, specifically made for dimensional passing. This ship is far too large to take along with us." He shrugged. "I can get you there. You can do your thing. Feel free to grab anyone you want to help us. I will make sure not to interfere with the retrieval of the sample. That will be your job. Since you have a stealth suit, make sure you are not detected." He again started to input data on his wrist-computer, starting up the various processes. This was followed up by a scraping sound as the Apocalypse's grapplers detached from the Plumber Battleship's hull and retracted back into the infamous Nova Labs "Ghost Ship". Nova himself contacted Sechs immediately after detaching. "This is Nova. Prepare ship for Trans-Temporal jump. I want the dimensional energy values to be stable when we get there, I want no gravitational static, I don't want ANYTHING to mess this mission up. Choose the best path of acceleration and dive. Make sure telemetry reading are all within acceptable parameters. Double and TRIPLE check the drive and engines. We can't afford to make mistakes. Nova out." There was a solemn nod from the other side as Desty Nova turned off the communicator and turned to Otacon. "Get ready. Grab what you need. We shall leave promptly." ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Zohar chaos shook his head. "Don't count the chickens before they hatch, KOS-MOS. We're still not even through the stratosphere yet. It's quite possible that we will have an aerial chase on our hands, or maybe we have a reception party when we exit the atmosphere entirely." He continued to watch the readings like a hawk as the ship rose higher and higher, and nothing hostile was showing up. He began to relax slowly as the ship finally breached to the thermosphere and started to level out, the flight bath turning less and less bumpy b the second. "I THINK we're in the clear now... I hope. KOS-MOS, anyone trying to form a nasty reception party en-route?" |
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| GoldenSama | Nov 15 2010, 06:06 PM Post #5586 |
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[Space Mall] Vash was in a panic. If he didn't find some way to pay for this stuff, the Little Prince would get arrested by the dreaded Mall Security... and someone might recognize Vash, and the sixty billion dollar bounty on his head. That would get messy, Then he noticed a group walking past them – Ben, Jade, Kevin and Gwen! Vash instant ran over to Ben. “Heeeeeeeeeey buuuuuuuddy! Can I borrow some cash? I'll pay you back.” Vash gave him the puppy dog eyes. Probably would have worked better coming from the Prince, but Vash had to try it. [Plumber Battleship] "I see. It will take us less than an hour if we leave within the next 15 minutes, but I cannot take your battleship along. “Good. I don't want to drag the rest of the Plumbers or Philanthropy along with me. This is a... personal errand. Not sanctioned or endorsed by my friends and co-workers.” Otacon nodded to Nova. “I am ready. All I need is myself and my stealth camo. I'd rather go now.” [TRS Crusader] “Let me be very clear: I am as much an operative of Philanthropy as I am the United Terran Republic, or any of the Galactic Bounty Hunting guilds I've worked with. I am a freelance operative. I do what I do for the good of this galaxy. You can view me with contempt for my reverence of the Chozo, or my dealings with Philanthropy; but I do know what I'm doing.” She shook her head. “Make no mistake. While I am on a Republic ship, I fully intend to follow Republic protocol and standards, and follow the orders of Republic officers – in this case, that means you.” [Zohar] KOS-MOS was scanning, attempting to answer chaos' very question. She frowned when finally she did find an answer. “... We do have a reception party of some sort... I can detect three medium-sized ships in the sector... and it appears they are coming towards us...” |
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| Crystal Rose | Nov 15 2010, 07:48 PM Post #5587 |
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Space Mall The Little Prince still didn't understand the trouble he was in, rather he was smiling happily and showing the mall cop the various items in his hands. "And this one is going to protect her thorns! Oh...I hope it's nice enough for her" Comso merely looked around the mall from her spot, frowning deeply....Where had Vash gone? [...] Meanwhile Gwen blinked, looking to Vash "....Why do you need money?" Plumber Battleship "Sure!" Crystal said sweetly, taking his hand and moving close. The two proceeded to dance together, taking advantage of the private party. Orion: Shopping District "She doesn't need to know that" Kanna said all too quickly, not too keen on having THAT talk with her daughter. "As long as you son knows...That means he'll keep his hands off of HER." Because Kanna couldn't dream of it being the other way around! "Telling them things just guarantees that they'll ask question anyways...Melanie doesn't need to know anything. [...] Meanwhile Jason had spent a considerable amount of time at a certain jewelry store...At the end of it he had managed to pick out a pretty little ring, costing all the money he had saved up through the years. Jason had always made a point to save money, even when Kanna would provide whatever he and Melanie needed. Since he had started working after school two years ago he had managed to earn enough to equate to a couple hundred credits on his own....And it was important that the money bee made on his own. The Shooting Star Melanie left Galv to pilot the ship for a short while, the girl looking around their temporary home. It was really small, but cute, just enough room for Melanie and Galv. |
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| GoldenSama | Nov 15 2010, 08:24 PM Post #5588 |
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[Space Mall] The mall security guard narrowed his eyes... but then scratched his head. He was a suspicious man, and he hated children because they tended to steal things and sneeze on him. Yet he could not tell if this child was trying to con him, or was simply naïve. “Uh huh... look kid, you gotta pay for dhis stuff! It ain't free! You got any money?” I doubt he even knows what money is. […] Vash chuckled and threw up his arms. “Hahah... well, I took Cosmo and the Little Prince out shopping, and I guess I forgot my wallet... and, well, I think they might be in trouble with a mall cop... so I just need enough money to cover the stuff we may have accidentally stolen.” Vash was clearly not cut out to be a babysitter. Though his famous “Dodge Ball Head” is rather amusing for kids. [Plumber Battleship] Sama grinned and danced for a few moments of utter bliss. He paused for a moment and let out a small chuckle. “Well, my party is a bust. I don't even know if the others are here. Still! KOS-MOS and chaos should be back soon, and then we can unseat the Vice President. That should put everyone in the mood to party.” Or become incredibly complicated and get someone arrested and/or killed. Either one. He shrugged, and gave her a quick kiss. “Eh, until then, I'm not going to worry about anything!” |
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| HellAvatar | Nov 15 2010, 08:45 PM Post #5589 |
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Plumber Battleship Desty Nova just nodded, giving one last glance at the point from which Luna vanished within Shadow's Chaos Control effect. Spatial shifting across large distances by dimensional folding, as a power of a living being... Chaos really was a being that was close to being the Ultimate Lifeform. Desty Nova just clicked another button, finishing the recording of the energy pattern after-waves, finishing the Astral Pattern and Psychopattern scans, and grinned at Otacon. "Very well! Hold onto your socks, and you might want to get some flan while you're at it, because this will be one heck of a pleasure cruise!" With a press of a button, the teleporter activated, shifting both him and Otacon onto the bridge of the Apocalypse... ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- NL Apocalypse Upon arrival, Desty Nova immediately launched himself in a flying leap for the command chair, giggling like a demented schoolboy, eyes alight with mischief and excitement. He flopped stomach-down onto the seat, and from that very position began to quickly click buttons. The moment he did, Sechs's eyes widened as he watched the man work... "... Wait! Professor! We still have to get away from-" "Oh, they will be FINE! Start the process! I'm opening the gate!" Sechs's only answer was a loud "You're ******* INSANE!!!" as he began to feverishly power up the drive and try to get the ship away from the Plumber Battleship so the temporal vortex created upon time and space shift would not accidentally such the massive battleship after them like a spatial whirlpool. The two gynoids giggled like crazy as they typed away, both flashing a thumbs-up in Desty Nova's direction in seconds. "Control established, pathway clear, all systems green and blinking!" "Gravity control set to minimum, gravitational error at 0.003%! Runway clear of debris and energy fields!" "We have cleared the Warp Vector's assumed Event Horizon. We are free to launch!" Sechs just rubbed the bridge of his nose with one hand, the other gripping the control stick firmly. "You people are Nucking Futs!!! Fine, FINE! I'll get on the bandwagon! All controls set, balance at 23.7 degrees off linear, drives at full!" Desty Nova giggled again madly, which turned into a cackle, and which then turned into a mad laughter as he shouted at the top of his lungs. "And away we GOOOOOO!" From the outside, a glowing whirlpool appeared in front of the Apocalypse, which was just a few hundred kilometers away from the Plumber Battleship. All energy readings jumped chaotically about as the whirlpool began a spatial distortion, shaking the nearby battleship's frame, the whirlpool sucking the Apocalypse in... And left empty space behind as it dissipated. The only thing that was left was the echo of a mad laughter from any communicators that were still linked with the Apocalypse. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Unidentified Planet, Several Months Prior On the bridge of the ship, it was chaos. Colorful light, blurring one into another, exhilarated shouting from Sechs, Elf and Zwölf, Desty Nopva's mad laughter... It was a cacophony... This only lasted for about 30 seconds. Space distorted. The end of a whirlpool-like energy structure appeared in the air before the end opened, spewing out the infamous Nova Labs battleship, which was spinning end-over-end as the ship's gravity tried to reassert control, sending everyone inside the bridge free-flying. The fact that Desty Nova was still laughing, somehow ending up in the clear paneling of the bridge's outlook, a plate of flan in his hands as he continued to alternatively chuckle, eat his dessert and shout loud praises to his genius and to Flan as the "most delicious and delightful dessert". The ship itself made a few more spins before gravity finally reasserted itself, landing Desty Nova square on top of Zwölf, who shrieked in surprise as flan flew in ever direction. With gravity in control now, Sechs enabled the ship's stealth mode, running the Physigraphic Projection at full capacity. They have arrived. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Zohar Thermosphere chaos frowned, looking at the approaching craft. They did not expect any contact except hostility, so he began to run several defensive subroutines, activating the ship's repulsor fields and letting the drive engines slow their ascent as they approached. Then, in a typical non-combative manner, he hailed the three incoming ships with a communication. If they responded, then they would talk. If the ships did not respond, chaos was going to tell KOS-MOS to begin evasive action and would take care of defense. This wasn't the first time they've done this after all. |
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| Crystal Rose | Nov 15 2010, 09:08 PM Post #5590 |
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Space Mall The Little Prince blinked, looking up at the mall cop with a confused expression. "Money? What a silly word! I don't think I have something like that! It sounds yucky!" Cosmo, who knew what money was but didn't understand it's purpose (as she was a princess and just received everything by her attendants) "Ummm..Yeah unfortunately we don't have that...Mr. Vash might though-If I could figure out where he went..." Plumber Battleship Crystal grinned, pressing her lips quickly to Sama's and twirling around. "Good" she said simply as she continued dancing. In the shadows Shannon planned her attack.... |
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| AGodofIrony | Nov 15 2010, 09:44 PM Post #5591 |
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-Space Mall- Ben paused, looking at Vash. “...Don't you have your Plumber's badge with you?” Ben asked, “It can work to pay for things...Like a card. Just have them scan it.” The Plumbers were never low on money...after all, The Doctor could tell what stocks were going to do... -The Heart of Gold- After some traveling, the Mobians would soon reach the icy planet of Hoth. “You better make sure to button up! It's cold there!” Eddie said cheerfully, the ship descending downwards, near the facility where Gerald was located. “...I didn't think to bring a coat...” Silver muttered. “No worries, I have some for everyone!” Eddie said, and a door open, revealing four coats. One for Shadow, Amy, Silver, and Luna, who had been here the entire time. Really. Shadow took his, knowing Eddie would be on his back if he didn't, and figured it was better to humor the A.I. “What kind of defenses are in place?” Shadow asked Luna, “Do you know?” -The Shooting Star- “I'll teach you how to fly it a little later,” Galv told Melanie, as they came out of warp drive. “It's not that hard.” He pressed a few buttons, and the ship spun around, showing a planet. “Let's see...computer says it's planet...Planit...Huh...” Galv muttered. For a brief second, he extremely disliked this planet. “Want to stop here?” Galv asked Melanie, “It's pretty remote...I doubt anyone would think to look for us here.” -Orion- Shopping District Levina was going to bring up the flaw in Kanna's logic, but stopped herself. She figured it wouldn't help anyways. “As it is, the two have been through a lot together...I doubt separating them will be easy...or even possible.” |
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| Crystal Rose | Nov 15 2010, 09:54 PM Post #5592 |
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The Shooting Star Melanie looked at the planet in the distance, suddenly getting a very good feeling ("Oh Kaaaaalllllleeeee"). While she intially wanted to escape back to earch she couldn't see the harm in stopping for a short while on a deserted planet. With her boyfriend. And no one else. See? We would be in trouble if this was anyone by Melanie and Galv.. "Okay! Sounds like a plan to me!" she said, hoping they wouldn't be followed. Orion: Shopping District "Don't worry, I have my ways" Kanna said, turning back to the jewelry and taking a necklace which she wanted. The woman no doubt had enough money...She was a mob queen after all (actually she still had a great deal of money from when her first husband passed away, even with Melanie and Jason's inheritance put to the side....But insinuating she was a mob queen was more fun). The Heart of Gold Amy eyed the coat, hesitantly taking on and trying it on. It was a bit big and rather unfashionable...But it would have to do. "Are you sure you don't have one in pink? Maybe magenta? Even green to match my eyes!" |
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| GoldenSama | Nov 15 2010, 10:07 PM Post #5593 |
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[Unknown Planet, Months Prior] Otacon looked to Nova, and took a deep breath. “... Thank you, Professor Nova. I won't be long. All we have to do is get into the facility and recover the sample... but it's extreme important that no one sees us, or detects us, and we CAN'T kill ANYONE! It could destroy the future!” [Zohar Thermosphere] “... Yes? You are hailing our ships? Who are you? Identify yourself?” The voice on the other ended sounded professional, cold and stern. Was it one of Burke's men? [Space Mall] Vash blinked. “Wait, I can use this thing as a credit card!? Geeeez, why didn't Sama or Samus ever tell me!?” It's about to become very clear why they didn't; and the Doctor may soon be irritated at Ben for spilling the beans. Vash, with a HUGE grin, clapped Ben on the back. “Whelp! I'm off to shop a bit! Thanks kid!” Vash ran off back to The Little Prince and Cosmo, and handed the badge to mall security. The guard frowned, scanned the badge, and paid for all of the Prince's things (as well as Vash's and Cosmo's.) Vash let out a sigh. “Huzzah, kids! Well... want to go grab a bite to eat?” Kevin blinked. “... Can we get smoothies now?” [Plumber Battleship] Sama shuddered, suddenly feeling afraid of an invisible menace that wanted to eat his kidneys. [The Heart of Gold] Luna shook her head. “I have no idea... I didn't even know Gerald was alive! But if it's anything like our old lab... robots. Lots of robots.” |
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| AGodofIrony | Nov 15 2010, 10:23 PM Post #5594 |
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-The Shooting Star- “The population is pretty small...There's a small city, and some farmland...” Galv said, as the ship descended, “They have a spaceport, of course...We can land there, and stay a little bit. After all...they'll find out we're missing later today. Best to stay low for a little bit.” The ship descended down, soon landing, Galv opening the doors for them. “The bags will be safe here,” Galv smiled, hopping out, “Let's find some lunch!” -Veidt Corporation: Planet Planit- An influx of new jobs had appeared on Planit, after Veidt set up some facilities there. To the public, it was merely Veidt getting new jobs on a planet that had little economic value. For Veidt...it was so he would have a staging ground for his plans... He paused, a screen beeping. He clicked on it, and security footage showed Galv and Melanie. A quick cross check... “Former NERV...” Veidt said. They could be useful. “Azula, dear,” Veidt said, calling his daughter, “We have two guests on the planet...be a dear and pick them up. And please, be nice.” -Orion- Shopping District “...Don't hurt Galv,” Levina said, quietly, “He's been through the same things we have...Remember that...” House Erin was playing with her daughter now, hoping Jason would be back soon. She wanted her candy, dangnabit. -Hoth- The Heart of Gold “Of course!” Eddie said, and a red jacket appeared for Amy. Shadow snorted, looking to Luna. “Robots? Humph, this will be easy then.” He opened the door once everyone was dressed in warm clothes, and shot off suddenly with his hover shoes, going over the snow easily, heading right for the facility where Gerald was being held. Eddie searched his cargo, and produced some skies for the other three. “Have fun!” Eddie called. “Both Shadow and Amy should have a communicator for me!” -Space Mall- Ben frowned, thinking he did something that wasn't the brightest thing to do. “Huh...” he muttered, “Well then...Smoothie time!” Ben hurried to Mr. Smoothie...and had soon gotten himself a meat smoothie... |
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| HellAvatar | Nov 15 2010, 10:32 PM Post #5595 |
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Unknown Planet, Months Prior Desty Nova chuckled. "It couldn't. That's not the way time works, and it's not as inflexible as you think." The man jumped to his control seat again, bringing up various screens and shutting down systems on the ship, one after another, only leaving basic life support and minimal lighting. It was enough to illuminate the bridge in an unearthly glow, but not enough to notice from the outside. While doing so, Nova continued to talk. "Time is not a bar made of glass. It's not fragile, and not easily broken or disrupted. If it was such an easy task, then Black Holes would probably not exist in nature, since time begins to slow dramatically in a Black Hole's event horizon. Time is a dimension of existence. It doesn't break, and it doesn't get destroyed, because that is impossible. And even changing it is a pretty difficult task." With a final tap, small screens with various data popped up on the screen. "And there it is! Your facility, Otacon. Good luck, good hunting, and don't do anything rash! And if you find any flan, bring it directly to me. No ifs or buts about it." And with a press of a button, Otacon was teleported down to the planet surface, letting him appear in a small, hidden niche between several storage crates on the side of the facility. After Otacon was gone, Desty Nova immediately turned to Elf and Zwölf who seemed to understand what he want and both got up. "You're both going too. I want BOTH of you to remain stealthed and unseen. Elf, your job is to back Otacon up. He is not a combat specialist, and if he ends up in trouble, that will be the end of it. Zwölf, your job is to hack into that facility's system and retrieve the personnel files and cargo data. I want to know what it is that Otacon wants... And I want you to trace, as far as you can, the location of another sample." Both the gynoids threw a salute and shimmered, vanishing completely from the visible spectrum. Seconds later, they were teleported away, one to the top of the facility, and the other to another storage crate, just a few crates away from Otacon. And the mission began... ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Zohar Thermosphere chaos's response was immediate and polite, the boy speaking softly, but clearly. "This is chaos from the light cruiser Lightwing. We have been cleared just 15 and a half minutes ago by control tower to take this atmospheric passage upwards, and you are blocking the transit exit. We are unable to change course due to ascension speeds required to clear the gravity field of Zohar. Please allow us to pass, we will not hold up this pathway for long." Hopefully, those were not Burke's men. chaos was already loosening up, however. They answered a hailing frequency, and did not seem to be hostile. The small cruiser, the Lightwing, had its own signature and was easily identifiable by other ships. If they didn't attack immediately, they might not be Burke's men at all. Or so chaos hoped. |
![]() 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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