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Messages - Lloyd Orodelo
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« on: March 27, 2016, 03:06:48 pm »
Feral finally woke at the sound of a chick battling with the chromed toaster. He had a mute laugh and walked to the bird. "Come on kiddo. It's only a toaster. And that thing in the reflection, it's you!" He drew one of his claw out and tapped on the toaster twice to support his point.
05:30 Showed the analog clock on the wall. Universal time, to say. "Damn. Early bird is the right term for you."
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« on: March 27, 2016, 02:58:18 pm »
Dan's eyes widened, realizing what the gesture implied. He wanted to go every where, explore the depth of space. He gave a smile that went from ear to ear. "You want me to decide?!" He said, excited like a kid the morning of Christmas. He took a comical pose of reflection, deep in his thoughts. He looked like that bear in a book for kids.
A light bulb must have lit in his head because he almost yelled. "But I can't go! We have to go back to Cancer! I don't have my clothes nor my toothbrush! I can't just go like this!"
He took his comlink out of his pocket and put it on, sliding it on top of his right ear. "Marcus? Can you ear me?" Silence, Dan listened attentively."You're back at the base? That's great! Hey can you do me a favor and prepare dock 96 for me? Yeah, I'm coming back. I was in orbit for a bit." Silence again. "Thanks Marcus! See you in a bit!" He took his comlink off and turned to Maya.
"Head toward the dock D-96. I need to get some things before we go." He was smilling.
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« on: March 27, 2016, 09:37:47 am »
Dan nodded and simplu fallowed. He was absorbed by the bandages. "Where are you tackimg me?" He asked.
Dan ram his right hand in his hair once he was done, his hair wasn't cooperating today.
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« on: March 27, 2016, 07:52:55 am »
"What's wrong bud'? It was a bit to cold for you?" He said helping the chick climb on him. Feral let the bird roam on his shoulder and walked to his bunk. He yawned again.
He sat, took the chick on his finger again, then laid down. He installed the chick on his furry chest, and leaned his head on his arms, which he had put behind his head.
Feral observed the little thing until he fell asleep.
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« on: March 27, 2016, 07:45:47 am »
"Yes, I am. I just wanted to show you my gratitude for your help and I only felt that this could say enough." He took a step back, letting her go. "Maybe I should wrap this up again." He massaged his left hand's palm.
He took the strip of bandages on the table and started to wrap his hand once again with it.
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« on: March 27, 2016, 07:04:03 am »
Walking the docks, Lilicka wondered what to do about this whole situation. No money, no ship, far away from home... Wait...
"The smudging stole my clothes! Damn perverted rats!" A facepalm quickly fallowed. "My clothes..." She whimpered. After a long sigh and a temple massage, she headed in the direction that made more sense to her: the Red district.
(Poor Lilicka, she didn't knew what was a red district.)
Walking down the streets, finally walked under the first red light. The air was charged with energy and tension. It was almost electric. Companions were gathering in the corners like flocks and male(and sometimes female or in between even) prospects were assessing the goods.
A man whistled at her. Another yelled what he would do with her if she came with him, to which a friend acclaimed and cheered at. A women in a rather peculiar outfit came and walked a little with her, trying to engaged. "Hey pretty." She had a rather nasal, high-pitched voice. She was also chewing some gum very loudly. "I know what you need. You need this!" She said, standing in Lilicka's way and flashing her three bosoms. " I had an extra one implanted. Awesome right?"
"Leave me alone before I get sick. You're not even my type." Lilicka responded by shoving the lady aside and continuing on her way. She herd the prostitute yell a short curse to her before she turned a corner to the left. She ran her hand in her hair and walked into the most respectable looking establishment she could find around.
She sat in a corner and waved to the tenant in sign language. A beer, one shot of the best you have and lunch. Pretty please! The tenant responded by nodding and winking and left behind the kitchen door.
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« on: March 26, 2016, 04:08:51 pm »
"What so you mean 'I'm fired' ? Who else is going to make your ship hold in one piece you sac of ass? At least take me home or something, you know for time sakes!" Yelled Lilicka at the captain of the Cloudpiercer. "How am I supposed to go back by myself? I don't have a ship of my own!"
"I'm sorry Red but the boys... They had viscous intent toward you. At least here, the station can keep you safe. I didn't wanted to do this to you but you know..." Said the captain.
"Hey boss, we're going to be late if you keep it up! The dock manager isn't happy about it and isn't shy to let us know through com..." They herd from the inside.
"Yeah, yeah I'm coming! Look Red, I'm truly sorry but..." He only turned around, never ending his sentence.
Lilicka look at the ship tacking off. Did she just saw, through a porthole, one of the crew member make a perverted and obscene gesture? She gave him a finger as a parting gift and threw the wrench she still clutched in he hand at the Cloudpiercer. It collided with the hull with a loud clonking noise. Jerks she thought.
"Well Red... There you are, stuck on Cancer. The hellhole of the Galaxy. Mom always knew you would end up there." She muttered to herself. "At least I'm far of those rapists. Geez. Well, let's not waste time and he'd towards the market, maybe I could find something to patch supper with."
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« on: March 26, 2016, 09:56:37 am »
James didn't lose the oportunity to undress too. Has he sat, he slid a finger under the knot of his tie and yanked at it to undo it. Then he undid the first few buttons of his shirt before realizing it wasn't enough to keep up with Iliya. He just awkwardly slipped out of it like t-shirt. He attacked his loafers and threw them in the nearest corner of the room. He unbuckled his pants but kept them on, undoing the butting and the zipper before taking the leather belt off.
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« on: March 26, 2016, 09:17:12 am »
Dan accepted the jar and opened it. He wasn't sure if it would really help but, at least he had to try. He tried not to take in to much of the smell since it usually made him sick. Dipping a finger in the mixture, he began to apply it on his forearm. It immediately felt fresh on his skin, almost cold.
Dan clenched his hand into a fist, trying to maintain the fingers and muscles to convulse. His wrist made a loud crack and the tendons shifted. Once the shacking subsided, he closed back the jar and handed it to Maya with his right hand, the other arm against his chest and hooked to his right shoulder. He had a grateful smile on his face.
"Thanks, it feel a bit cooler. I'm not sure it will come back to a normal look ever though." He waited for her to turn around before hugging her gently.
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« on: March 26, 2016, 08:22:01 am »
"It would be lacking ethics, my dear. HR wouldn't be very happy about that." James said, cupping her face and gently forcing her to face him. He dropped a kiss on her lips, if you could call it that. It was more of a light brush.
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« on: March 25, 2016, 08:23:14 pm »
"I had to deal with a bunch of mage trying to play on my turf. I only lost a hand to the spell one of 'hem threw at me." He shook his head."Apparently you can't heal that. If you know a way to heal a spellscar, sure! But even the best medical team in this system hasn't figured anything out. They said I was lucky they didn't had to amputate it."
He finally unwrapped enough cloth to show part of his skin. It was in a shades of bright red and blood red. It was warped in such a way that it looked more like a talons than fingers. With a little more unwrapping, the texture of the skin showed scales like those of a snake, small and smooth, almost iridescent. The nails were black, long and sharp. The skin was a little see-through, showing black veins running under it.
The damaged skin ran under the shirt's sleeve, which he unbuttoned and rolled back. The burn ended on his forearm, right under the elbow. Dan lightly brushed the tip of his finger on the skin, causing a shiver to make the forearm contract. "The skin still dispense a searing heat, but it's not hurting anymore."
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« on: March 25, 2016, 07:40:50 pm »
After a minute or two, Dan tried to get up. He kept rubbing his head and used his stool, now upright again, to help himself. "I'm ok. I think..." He said, rising his invalid hand to show a thumbs up. He took the opportunity to inspect his bandages. Slack again.
Climbing on his stool again, he began to unwrap the bandages. "You might want to look away for a bit, it's a horror show in there."
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« on: March 25, 2016, 07:20:29 pm »
"Yes, but it seems harder to share from me to you." nodded Dan, his green eyes locking themselves into hers. He held silent, staring.
The silence was could only be disturbed by the scream of the kettle. Surprise, the man jumped and fell from his stool. A loud metallic thud filled the air and echoed through the ship. "Ow ow ow ow ow!" He rubbed the back of his head with his left bandaged hand. "The stool was higher then expected." He said laughing and embarrassed.
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« on: March 25, 2016, 04:07:12 pm »
"Yes, but I didn't thought that it would work. What did you felt?"
Dan tried again. He now focused on trying to convey his feelings and the images through his entire being.
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« on: March 25, 2016, 09:53:34 am »
Dan rapidly dismissed the idea by shacking his head. "It was stupid anyway." He held silent but didn't let go of her hand. Dan thought about all the members, their smiling faces. The feeling of family and belonging. The families that joined him and his cause. All those people were his family.
He smiled with again as he remembered all this. Dan tried to convey it and reach her.
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« on: March 24, 2016, 11:44:40 pm »
Name of the Ship: Pater__________GENERAL DESCRIPTION ((Image by ChroniclesofMan)) ____Production informationModel: Pater-Class Super Dreadnought Line: Star dreadnoughts Manufacturers: Hospitalier's Pride yards Class: Super Star Dreadnought ____Technical specificationsLength: 25,000 meters Maximum acceleration: 1,500 G Engine unit(s): 18 engines Hyperdrive rating: Class 1 (Main) Class 5 (Back Up) Crew: 900,000 (Crew members) 27,500 (Gunners) 10,000 (Droids) Minimum crew: 250,000 Passengers: 200,000 (Troops/Refugees) Cargo capacity: 800,000 metric tons Consumables: 15 years Armament:
· Heavy laser cannons (6500)
· Turbolasers (2550)
· Ion cannons (1550)
· Tractor beam projectors (150)
· Gravity well projectors (50)
· Assault concussion missile launchers (400)
· Super laser canon (4)
· Heavy turbolaser (2000)
| Complement:
· Cherubim-Class Interceptor ships (250)
· Archangel-Class Bombers (500)
· Angel-Class Starfighter ships (1500)
· Guardian-Class Defender ships (500)
· All Terrain Armored Transport walkers (250)
· 200 miscellaneous combat and support ships
· Gamma-class assault transports
· Lambda-class shuttles
· Titan dropships
· Prefabricated garrison bases (10)
· Hundreds of heavy walkers
· All Terrain Armored Transports (30)
· All Terrain Scout Transports (50)
· All Terrain Personal Transports
· Various speeder bikes and other ground vehicles
· 100,000 heavy concussion missiles
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____UsageRole(s): Battlestation; Command ship; Carrier; Battleship (Dreadnought) Affiliation: Hospitalier's Fleet__________OBJECTIVES/GOALSTo serve and protect humankind. To preserve the colonies. To lead the Fleet __________MEMBERS/CREW/RANKSEvery rank in pink requires a character to be applying for the post. The ranks in red are already filled and cannot be applied to until they change color. The ranks in green don't require a application, but please leave a message to the writer to be added in the list. Commanding Officer: Soror Summi JezebelExecutive Officer: *Recruiting* Substitue Officer Admiral Edgar Dwinlow Gunnery Officer: *Recruiting* Substitue Officer Major Malory Baldman Chief Engineer: *Recruiting* Substitue Officer Captain Jason Monk Science Officer: *Recruiting* Substitue Officer Captain Elise Lovegood Armory Chief: *Recruiting* Substitue Officer Lieutenant Blake Mannheim Communication Officer: *Recruiting* Substitue Officer Lieutenant Bes Price Others: __________ADDITIONAL INFORMATIONSThe Pater is the flag ship and command center of the Hospitalier's Fleet. In time of war and need it also serves as a Super Dreadnought. Commissioned a thousand years ago by the first Summa Fratris Orion to help in a war in the outer rim, it since then collected numerous decorations. Always waging war on the pro-human preservation side, its crew needs to be ready to die for its cause, giving soul and blood to keep the ship alive.
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« on: March 24, 2016, 08:12:44 pm »
The man kept brushing Maya's hand trying to formulate a proper answer. He couldn't come up with one so he kept silent. "Is your way of communicating one way or two way?" Dan had an idea, he wanted to show her his family. His friends. His crew.
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« on: March 24, 2016, 07:41:12 pm »
Is she missing her home? Now I kinda feel bad for asking. Don't be boy, you didn't knew... He sighed.
Dan smiled and brushed Maya's hand. "It's ok to miss your home at times, and if you go back there from time to time, it should help. No?" He looked at her, "Don't you have folks back home?"
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« on: March 24, 2016, 07:22:35 pm »
Dan readjusted his heavy brown leather belt and sat where indicated. He rested his arms on the table already preparing for the next discussion and, for a reason still unknown to him, looked forward to the contact. He waited for her to come back before asking. "How long has it been since you left the Ala'ora Homeworld?"
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