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| Topic Started: Apr 8 2009, 03:59 PM (1,380 Views) | |
| +CEMP+ | Oct 24 2009, 01:42 PM Post #51 |
SUPER SHELL BATTLE MODE 3!
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After his first scared reaction, Ryan seemed to calm down as Kathi began to talk to him about his mother, and found himself oddly interested in what she had to say about her, despite her odd expression when she made mention of where they had met. It wasn't often he got to hear of another person's experience in working with her, and he liked to know what tricks she pulled off; and at the moment, it didn't seem like Kathi had any misgivings with his parent. In fact, he couldn't help but chuckle at the mention of her mother saying how "Kathi remind her of herself at a young age." He was very much relieved that Thorn had put away his weapons as Kathi was. He then raised a brow in response to everything else the investigator had to say, wondering what she was trying to get at, and more over, wanted to learn more about this 'psychotic' behavior - granted, he made a mental note to be on look for purple irises as it was a scary thought that she might go crazy, but...strangely, he thought he had gone a similar situation with "someone screwing' with him. Finally, he burst out laughing when she made mention of her mother's eye flaring blue like his would. "Oh man, you got lucky; she rarely ever does that at all - you'll notice that it's far more prominent trait with me. I actually ended up scaring her once when my irises first start flaring; ended up scaring her just as it scared me." He cracked a smile back at her, "And by the looks of it, you seemed to have enjoyed working with. I could never imagine what she was like when she was hunting- he made momentary shy face -I was never the type for fighting." "And yeah, I've inherited a few of her...unique traits, but I also got one she doesn't have. Watch," he spoke enthusiastic, always feeling eager to show off a little to people that knew to expect strange stuff. He closed his eyes in concentration and turned his attention on this, vibrant, amorphous, awareness that surrounded his physical body like a cloud - it was as though it was this invisible, intangible extension of himself, and in many ways, it was. The funny thing was that when was young, he hadn't been fully aware of this extension - he hadn't been able to see or feel it, and he assumed it did something to avoid blocking out his sixth sense from seeing everything else. It only became apparent when he had gotten frightened and tensed up, this energy becoming tangible upon reaction, as though he was 'flexing' a muscles upon reflex. And that's what it felt like right now - like he was contracting a limb - as he as he made several, shimmering, red spheres the size of a baseball materialize in front of him, floating; they were accompanied by a buzzing noise, the type you would hear from certain electronic power box, only more amplified. Shortly, they merged together to form a blob before they split into two large segments that quickly became four as they neared Ryan's hands. It almost like watching cells combine and divide, only now, every red red mass began to morph into a solid, geometrical shapes, these ones being a half cylinder. They combined into two again, forming a full cylinder, each wrapping around Ryan's one of Ryan's hand. They then disappeared entirely and Ryan gave a gasp like he had just been through a sprint - just as he moved them like a muscles, they also acted like one, and his energy bonds often preferred to be hanging 'lose' in the air. He cracked Kathi wry smile, "My mother's got nothing on me; in which case, I'm curious, how did you enjoy working with her?" Meanwhile, Stynos shifted his body in what appeared to be a troubled manner. He looked around for a moment, as if trying to find something to say, but remained completely silent; then, he pointed to his fingers, which were about the size of a human arm. "Umm, Thorn," came Ryan's voice, "if you haven't noticed, but Stynos is troubled by the fact that his fingers may not be...very good for fixing circuitry - as you might guess by the size. If it isn't a problem, I can help fix you, Stynos can vouch for me." The big robot gave Thorn an affirmed nod. |
"To look for a shipwreck is at best a crapshoot, and to launch and fund a search, it helps to be the headmaster of the village idiot school or else the kind of stubborn lunatic who tries walk through walls simply because they're in the way. I probably fall in the latter group." - Clive Cussler, The Sea Hunters II  | |
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| ~TobiasBrahms~ | Oct 28 2009, 09:40 PM Post #52 |
Phantasmagoria
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The ship appeared in the Blight System to alarms blaring all over the bridge. The Captain screamed out as the ship's autopilot made the ship buck upwards underneath them, "REPORT!!!" Ensign Susan Munro clutched to her console and tried to read the sensor screen on her station. Pulling herself up to the console, she read it off aloud, "Sir, sensors indicate that we've jumped into close proximity of another ship... they're so close that the autopilot kicked in and changed our course with the ventral emergency thrusters. Sir, sensor are showing that the nearby ship is currently recovering from a power failure." Brahms steadied himself and sat back in his chair before saying, "Alba, launch the CAP and ready a launch with an engineering detail to render assistance. Tran, see if you can raise them on the radio." "Aye sir!" both Alba and Tran responded as they set about their orders. Alba tapped controls on her console, "Launchbay, launch all alert fighters and ready an emergency launch for engineering assistance detail." Tran keyed a few controls on his station and began transmitting, "Unidentified vessel bearing 340 mark 075, range 40 meters, please respond. This is the UEO Venture DSV, our sensors indicate that your systems have suffered a power failure, do you require assistance?" <Aye, bridge. Launching alert fighters.> Alba heard reply over her headset. She noticed Austin Tran still transmitting his ID challenge and assistance query. After several minutes of trying, Tran spoke to the Captain, "Sir, I've had no communications. I'm not getting any radio transmissions at all. I think their systems are underpowered if not overloaded. Recommend sending support." Brahms nodded, "Noted Tran, thank you. Alba, alert launchbay, send out the rescue launch." Alba nodded and keyed up her systems, "Launchbay, you are clear to launch the rescue launch at once." <Roger that bridge, launch SR13 is launching.> The small rescue launch slid out of the forward ventral bay, silently gliding across the tiny space between the Venture and the unidentified ship. A moment later the rescue launch had located an exterior hatch, and mated her lower hatch to it. The crew equalized the hatch pressure and started trying to open the hatch into the unidentified ship. |
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| +Aiko+ | Nov 5 2009, 09:48 AM Post #53 |
Roffel House!
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“Shit! Stupid cheap fuses, I didn’t even come close to the stupid maximum output,” Aiko ranted as she and Grifter were suddenly thrown into darkness. Although emergency lights came on in the rest of the ship, the ones in the engine room failed. Well, that at least told her that the fuse was close by. It would be easy enough to fix, but Aiko was pissed that the fuse broke in the first place. “What goddamn ship even uses fuses anymore? Piece of ancient rusted shit,” she continued ranting as she fumbled blindly, climbing through the mess of wires and equipment to get to the rear of the engine room. Thankfully she had the place memorized and knew exactly where her tools were, otherwise she’d be in an even worse mood. The backup power kicked on before she could repair the damage, earning another round of curses from her. Fifteen seconds was a ridiculous amount of time for backups to initiate, but this ship was an engineering disaster even with her improvements. For one, it didn’t have double circuits, and the backup power couldn’t run at the same time as the main power or it would fry the electrical systems. Unfortunately, that also meant they had to wait the fifteen seconds it took for the generator to ramp up. It was a ridiculous design and one she constantly told Cottonmouth they had to change. However, changes on that magnitude were expensive, and Cottonmouth wasn’t about to lay up his ship for two weeks to give Aiko the time to make the modifications. Aiko understood this, but it didn’t keep her from bitching about it. Then, to make her mood even worse, a proximity alarm began blaring. She was too busy to hear the android’s desperate demands for energy and Grifter knew better than to interrupt her. After five minutes of work, Aiko managed to replace the broken fuse and seal everything up. The only problem was that she couldn’t get the main power source up and running until they turned off the backup power…another fifteen second delay they really couldn’t afford. She keyed Cottonmouth’s extension on her communicator. “Main power systems are fixed. Let me know when it’s safe to switch.” She had to climb over the crates and wires again to put her tools away, and this put her next to the android. Aiko actually jumped in surprise away from the thing when it sat up. "Hello, Aiko. My name is Rose, and it seems I owe you my life," the female greeted. Aiko’s expression was noticeably sarcastic at that remark, but she was curious. The android must’ve had some power to record data while it was deactivated. There was no other way Aiko could think that an android found floating in space could have known who she was. “Rose, you’re luckier than a pig in shit that we found you. What in hell were you doing floating around in space?” Aiko asked, never the tactful type. |
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| ~Fatalis Maximus~ | Nov 13 2009, 08:34 PM Post #54 |
Beware the Berserkergang...
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Thorn fidgeted back and forth uncomfortably. "All I would require would be-be a firm hand to push-sh the speech module back int-to place... ah, alright. Once you are finished with Kathi, I will-ll allow you to have a loo-look." In truth, he would have much preferred Stynos' large metal fingers to Ryan's fleshy appendages... it was a mechanical bias, as machines were more... precise than humans were in most cases. Such preferences could be found in most machines during examination; a machine, if given a chance to pick their repairer, would choose the more familiar option, which was in most cases mechanical. Thorn just happened to be designed to think a bit more about things than other androids might be. ~ Rose smiled. Aiko's brash attitude humored her, and she was glad that someone so suited had been her repairer, rather than a more lax individual. "It's a long story, as clichéd as it sounds. Basically, we were on a vessel when there was a critical failure in the hull, I believe from an attack by raiders. We escaped out the breach, not intending to become a prize or captive of some less-than-pleasant individuals." She looked around. "Although, it looks like this ancient craft isn't in much better shape. Is there any way I can assist?" |
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