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Post by β ΙetΙ§eΙΎ Β« on Oct 30, 2016 11:31:32 GMT -5
[ yeah, perfect. and even if we're knee deep into a plot or whatever, people can still join and stuff lol. ]
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Post by Deleted on Oct 30, 2016 11:45:31 GMT -5
[ yeah that works plus characters can always get picked up on other planets like you'd get companions in mass effect or dragon age ]
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Post by β ΙetΙ§eΙΎ Β« on Oct 30, 2016 11:47:08 GMT -5
[ ye ye ye.
//summons people to join or rp or whatever lol ]
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Post by Deleted on Oct 30, 2016 11:49:55 GMT -5
{ what do we do }
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Post by Deleted on Oct 30, 2016 11:50:29 GMT -5
[ rn we need people to make introductory posts for their characters kinda in response to the original two starters on the front page ]
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Post by β ΙetΙ§eΙΎ Β« on Oct 30, 2016 11:50:42 GMT -5
[ GASPS IT WORKED
we rp duh lol idk
you can maybe write up a reply for the two starter replies cat and i wrote ? ]
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Post by β ΙetΙ§eΙΎ Β« on Oct 30, 2016 11:51:02 GMT -5
[ rn we need people to make introductory posts for their characters kinda in response to the original two starters on the front page ] [ this too lol ]
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Post by Deleted on Oct 30, 2016 12:05:22 GMT -5
[ yeah that's about it ]
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Post by β ΙetΙ§eΙΎ Β« on Oct 30, 2016 12:08:13 GMT -5
[ ye.
i would write out intro posts for all my team players (lol) but they'd probably be all the same like ? theyre excited but scared but honored but ?? yk. except seth he doesnt worry too much on negative stuff he just wants to fly this giant cool af ship and have fun lol. his sister and future gf might worry but hes like nah we cool ]
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Post by Deleted on Oct 30, 2016 12:10:12 GMT -5
[ lol i think all of mine would be v different so i might write them up but idk yet ]
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Post by β ΙetΙ§eΙΎ Β« on Oct 30, 2016 12:12:31 GMT -5
[ yeah lolol
OOOH maybe like. i could write up something for Akilah and have that as a separate rping part for if anyone wants to rp a mean scientist or the one nice one (in her bio) and something but hm. Cat you could maybe rp that with me if you wanna rp something O: ]
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Post by Kass the Travelling Minstrel on Oct 30, 2016 12:15:04 GMT -5
Good morninggggg
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Post by β ΙetΙ§eΙΎ Β« on Oct 30, 2016 12:17:01 GMT -5
[ hi hi ]
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Post by Deleted on Oct 30, 2016 12:17:26 GMT -5
[ i think i might be having to go down to the va with my family to look at a wall ]
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Post by Kass the Travelling Minstrel on Oct 30, 2016 12:19:08 GMT -5
I've got homework and I don't wanna do it bleh I should probably type a thing huh
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Post by β ΙetΙ§eΙΎ Β« on Oct 30, 2016 12:20:39 GMT -5
[ awh ono
ew hw e.e glad i dont have to worry about that for a year. yeah if you can/want to, you can write up a thing for your character ]
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Post by Deleted on Oct 30, 2016 12:28:36 GMT -5
[ ack yk what im just gonna write up some for my characters ]
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Post by β ΙetΙ§eΙΎ Β« on Oct 30, 2016 12:30:11 GMT -5
[ okie ~ you wanna rp with akilah and all that ? //pokes my post lol ]
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Post by Deleted on Oct 30, 2016 12:36:28 GMT -5
[ sure! i don't have to make a new character do i bc i really don't want to ]
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Post by β ΙetΙ§eΙΎ Β« on Oct 30, 2016 12:40:09 GMT -5
[ no maybe just make up a random throw in character for this one scientist dude that i mentioned in her bio thing, like, no form or anything yk ]
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Post by Deleted on Oct 30, 2016 12:42:14 GMT -5
[ okie dokie that works for me. would you prefer to start or should i? ]
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Post by β ΙetΙ§eΙΎ Β« on Oct 30, 2016 12:45:39 GMT -5
[ i can probably start if you want lol. i have the idea of how the facility would work and all that (basing off one of the movies which im just going to assume you havent seen bc super spooky stuff but i could be wrong ? its Alien Resurrection) Anyways I can start to set the tone lol hopefully it wont be long lol ]
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Post by Deleted on Oct 30, 2016 12:46:57 GMT -5
[ i haven't seen any of the alien movies but my sister has. go ahead! it's fine w/ me ]
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Post by β ΙetΙ§eΙΎ Β« on Oct 30, 2016 12:50:13 GMT -5
[ okie lol. theyre pretty cool, different stuff, tho tbh imo 1 + 2 are the best ? but ye.
anyways i'll start n.n ]
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Post by Deleted on Oct 30, 2016 12:56:35 GMT -5
When he'd first seen the ship, Isaac's first thought had been of how beautiful it was. How beautiful they both were β both the Cassiopeia and the Andromeda. The entire shuttle ride there he'd sat with his datapad in his hands and a pair of earbuds in his ears, ignoring the other soldiers sitting around him, a few wringing their hands. He could see a couple of them there now β but he was way more preoccupied with the ship. The Andromeda was perfect: a CS military class ship fit for a team of, oh, twenty five people if he was guessing right. He couldn't wait to see the inside β especially the cockpit. God, he'd always wanted to fly a ship this size. And it was basically his... until the end of this mission, that was. He shoved his hands into his pockets β he hadn't thought to put on his uniform, unlike practically everyone else here. His team leader, Veronica Shepard β Commander Shepard, he had to remind himself, even though he himself was older than his commander β was probably freaking out more than she looked. Heck, both of the commanding officers were probably screaming inside, trying to keep blank expressions. He knew HE'D be freaking out, at least. He pulled a hand out of his pocket and waved at his future teammates, though he wasn't entirely sure which ones were going to be on the Andromeda team.
It'd taken a few minutes for Caitlin to compose herself before she'd entered the hangar. She was already wishing she'd worn a sweater because at least she could finger the fringe on it and that'd help calm her down β this was the largest amount of people she'd seen in one place in a while. She'd been on Kerberos so long that the very idea of being around this many people was frightening. But, no, she'd keep herself composed. After all, she was just a scientist. She'd really only have to work with the other scientists and the mathematician on Cassiopeia, though she'd be reporting directly to the commanding officer if she found anything important. At least there was a familiar face: General Howe smiled vaguely in her direction, which sent a vague sense of calm through her. She'd worked with him β heck, she'd met his kids and wife and had dinner at his house in Washington, D.C. once. She adjusted her posture, glancing around at the people she'd be working with β she knew all of their names, of course. She knew exactly who all of them were. She'd gone through the files herself. She knew which ones were the scientists, which ones were the soldiers, who was piloting which ship with which co-pilot. She knew their ages, genders, birth planets... not that she'd ever mention that to any of them. She didn't want to seem like she'd been stalking them or something. Especially not if she'd be working with them.
Despite the fact that he'd woken up with a hangover, and drunk one and a half pots of coffee in order to leave the apartment in the first place, Daniel had arrived earlier than the other soldiers. As he was the executive officer, that was probably a good thing, setting a good example or something. He'd been making another cup of coffee when the first batch had arrived β most of them young and probably anxious over the missions ahead of them. He didn't bother greeting them β there'd be time for that later, obviously. Instead, he just poured some splenda or stevia or whatever fake sweetener they had into the coffee, making a face at the taste. Probably Folgers or some other crappy store brand that they got in bulk. God, he hated military coffee. Hated it. With a passion. Maybe he could file a complaint or something. What would that even look like? This is Deputy Commander Daniel White, requesting better tasting coffee at military bases despite the fact that it costs money that we shouldn't be wasting on coffee. Yeah, no. Definitely not doing that. He decided to just ignore the taste and focus on the mission ahead of them... which, at the moment, he couldn't exactly remember what it was, but it'd come to him. Something about energy? Or storms in space? If he tried to think about it too much his head started hurting worse. Note to self: don't drink before leaving for a mission. Then - before he could regret his decisions in life even more - the doors opened, and the hangar lights almost blinded him. Damn, couldn't they dim the freaking lights at least a little? He stifled a groan and started seriously wishing the coffee tasted even the slightest bit better.
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Post by β ΙetΙ§eΙΎ Β« on Oct 30, 2016 13:04:19 GMT -5
[ k so my mom just texted saying she was almost here lol she's early >-> im gonna post my reply as a wip ok? I'll finish when im on the ride brb ]
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Post by β ΙetΙ§eΙΎ Β« on Oct 30, 2016 13:04:55 GMT -5
A wall was the scenic view of this concrete cell. It was a tall wall, half cold stone, other see-through. It was like a large window built into the wall, so They can see in. They always see in, watching. Writing. Talking among each other. Pointing. It was the same ritual that happened every early hour of every day. It was the thirtieth day, or so she assumed. She couldn't tell.
All she ever knew was this wall, inside this large room, and that every week she was just a little bigger, growing out of a slithery clear skin that she nudged aside to the corner. Her growth felt...wrong. Slow. She felt like she shouldn't be this small in just under a month. She was just barely as tall as the one being that came in. Human. The word rang in her mind at the thought. She had heard them refer to some others with that word. Each being she saw through the thick glass was a different shape, color, size, had a different dialect that she tuned in with every opening of their mouths.
She hears a lot of words, some sticking, some melting away, draining through the pores of her hearing, unable to catch. Some words would linger, and when she was alone every night she would mull over them. Some were unpleasant. Most words were unpleasant, actually -- very distasteful, honestly. Words like, tests, experiments, subjects. Alien. Unnecessary. Unknown. They came to her in various tongues, many different sounding syllables. At night, when the window was dark with inactivity, and she would curl into a caccooned ball in the corner ceiling surrounded by the piping and mucus shelling she produced, she would make herself try these words.
It was difficult. She wasn't one to talk, or speak, because she couldn't. Another word they used was animal, and it rubbed her the wrong way. It sounded feral. But it was directed to her personally by one Being of Them who daily poked and prodded her with sharp needles after using a netted stick to hold her against the wall, unable to move.
So she would try to speak when she could; she tried to turn her growling, hissing, crying sounds into noises that sounded like the words she'd imprinted into her mind.
There was one word that one Being called her, in mention perhaps, to another. Akilah. He had referenced it many times in his native tongue, the word lingering in the slurring speech as he spoke to another Being. It was a nice word, from a nicer Being, who would visit the window often to read things, his voice humming softly over the room.
She liked this word that she would refer to herself as akilah. She didn't know the meaning, or anything, but she liked it. And it was easier to him out when she practiced.
So, as she looked at the lit window, in hopes of seeing His familiar face rather than the others who would be mean to her, she mentally hummed her new name.
Akilah. Akilah.
Me...Akikah.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 30, 2016 13:07:09 GMT -5
[ okie dokie ]
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Post by kiwi cheesecake on Oct 30, 2016 13:42:07 GMT -5
(Hello~ i will join sometime soon, just fyi.)
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Post by β ΙetΙ§eΙΎ Β« on Oct 30, 2016 13:48:24 GMT -5
[ @madeofstarstuff ; Cat I'm done with my reply o:
Hello !! Okie cool ~ n.n ]
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