Post by ωιℓ∂ cнιℓ∂ on Aug 11, 2016 21:57:37 GMT -5
Hey so I did this plot a really long time ago with someone on the old forums and am kind of really wanting to do it x3 anyway the basic premise is we both have two charries, mine are both outlaws while only one of yours is an outlaw and the other is a Nova officer. The Nova officer was captured by Yondu's crew and they are demanding a ransom, meanwhile our three outlaws are breaking them out. When they do get them out, they debate on what to do with them and finally decide to wait for the ransom, wreaking havoc as they wait. anyway, try to be literate, and by literate I mean correct grammar, your post length doesn't really matter that much to me but I will be pushing myself so please just try to push yourself as well! Anyways if more than one person shows an interest in this I'm more than willing to duplicate this, I might just ask to switch the charries x3 ok enough of my blabbering, here is my first post!
Elvema (El-Vee-Ma) walked down the hall, a hall which no one was supposed to be in seeing as it held a prisoner. Luckily for the girl she was getting special treatment after convincing Yandu that he was her father. It hadn't been hard, a little bit of well placed shifting, making her skin blue instead of green, brown eyes instead of the animalistic yellow they normally were, normally shaped teeth as apposed to her elongated canines, and mousy brown hair rather than her normally bluish purple hair. A little bit of lying and she was in. Counting the doorways on either side of her she stopped in front of her, a frown momentarily crossing her features.
Opening the door she let her eyes get used to the gloom around her and sighed as she caught sight of the officer her little band of outlaws was after. "My, my, you've seen better days haven't you?" She asked in her whispery way of talking, raising an eyebrow a bit, by her account she had about five minutes before someone came to check on the prisoner and they needed to be gone by then.
Askcran couldn't understand why Elvema was so particular with how she did things. She had to earn the trust of the crew before she did anything and it was taking forever. Their ship had been following from a distance for about a week and still no Elvema and still no Nova officer. Askcran was starting to get impatient. If he had had his way they would of just blasted a hole in the hull and been gone, but maybe that was why the fire truck red haired young man from Nowhere wasn't in charge of this rescue mission. Tapping his fingers next to the controls of the ship he frowned. What the heck could be taking this long? And why hadn't they heard from Elvema over the com? Shouldn't she have at least contacted them to let them know she was alright? Then again, she was a bit of an odd duck, maybe she had just forgotten. With as much shifting as she did Askcran figured her brain wasn't quite right.
Elvema (El-Vee-Ma) walked down the hall, a hall which no one was supposed to be in seeing as it held a prisoner. Luckily for the girl she was getting special treatment after convincing Yandu that he was her father. It hadn't been hard, a little bit of well placed shifting, making her skin blue instead of green, brown eyes instead of the animalistic yellow they normally were, normally shaped teeth as apposed to her elongated canines, and mousy brown hair rather than her normally bluish purple hair. A little bit of lying and she was in. Counting the doorways on either side of her she stopped in front of her, a frown momentarily crossing her features.
Opening the door she let her eyes get used to the gloom around her and sighed as she caught sight of the officer her little band of outlaws was after. "My, my, you've seen better days haven't you?" She asked in her whispery way of talking, raising an eyebrow a bit, by her account she had about five minutes before someone came to check on the prisoner and they needed to be gone by then.
Askcran couldn't understand why Elvema was so particular with how she did things. She had to earn the trust of the crew before she did anything and it was taking forever. Their ship had been following from a distance for about a week and still no Elvema and still no Nova officer. Askcran was starting to get impatient. If he had had his way they would of just blasted a hole in the hull and been gone, but maybe that was why the fire truck red haired young man from Nowhere wasn't in charge of this rescue mission. Tapping his fingers next to the controls of the ship he frowned. What the heck could be taking this long? And why hadn't they heard from Elvema over the com? Shouldn't she have at least contacted them to let them know she was alright? Then again, she was a bit of an odd duck, maybe she had just forgotten. With as much shifting as she did Askcran figured her brain wasn't quite right.
