Remnants of the Earth

Cancer - 52 (-2)
Libra - 18 (+2)

go heal something medic

LAST!

Player: Wicked Basket
Reason: Engineers are better

This ship totally flies, and I believe Rhi just updated the roster. Give her some time to get back to you. We keep her pretty busy over at SotE.

Granted! It's made with all the foods you dislike the most. mmm mmm! Plus it has a really weird texture.


I wish for a 1943 United States copper-alloy penny

        "Nope sorry, no hookers. Unless you like them dead," the chef informed Ari, "I could create the biomatter in the perfect configuration of any body you desired," he said, rocking back and forth violently in his chair, "but I couldn't give it life. Or an identity, or anything like that. Way to complex. This is science, not magic." He didn't know if there were mages that could create life. Interesting thought though, as he spun in his chair, somehow not spilling his drink. If he created the body, could someone use magic to create a soul, or to bind one?
        Pierce sipped at his delicious and sweet, piping hot espresso. He was leaning back, swiveling in the chair that Anima made for him today. It hovered a few inches from her floor, and as he rocked, the gravity changed to keep him upright. He silenced the comms so Ari couldn't hear him as he talked to Anima. He didn't want to seem crazy, as her voice sounded right into his head.
        "So this guy wants an awesome coffee beverage," he said to his lovely companion. Her disembodied voice did a great job of sounding annoyed, but still innocent and sultry. He couldn't understand how she managed that.
        #$%You know I can hear everything he says Pierce. I hear it before you, and then I play his voice for you. I am tapped into their on board comms even. I heard the only order any of his crew has made. There aren't very many life signs for a ship that size. I'm surprised he keeps it operational.%$#
        "Well I need enough dark roasted coffee beans at an espresso grind for sixteen shots," he told Anima, "measure out eight times the white chocolate and caramel sauce that I use. Oh, and he wants Edani-style barbeque ribs too. Use my savory and spicy adaptations on the sauce recipe, and lets use ribs from those cow sized sheep from Pandora DCCCLXXXVIII, they have that amazing texture."
        Anima supplied everything he asked for, and the first thing he did was put 88˚C water through the coffee. As the shots pulled into the large ceramic cup, that had all the sauce at the bottom, Pierce stirred it with a long handled spoon. As soon as the shots were pulled, he grabbed a fancy whipped cream dispenser and topped off the drink with a proper decoration.
        "Anima, make a color alteration to the mug please," he asked the AI, "Give it his ships paint job." Anima altered the molecules of the mug, and it was an exact, if tiny, representation of the crazy vomit of mixed art found on the ship. Anima had put the ribs right on the grill so they were already cooking, but it would be a several minutes since Pierce liked to actually cook instead of creating everything already finished.
        "Can you bypass all that ships defenses and materialize this beverage by the Captain?" Pierce wanted to send over the drink while it was fresh and hot. Nobody liked old flat whipped cream, or room temperature espresso.
        #$%You know I can. As long as I can see the destination through the communications array I can transport things without risk of accidentally putting them inside something living.%$#
        "Please do," Pierce requested of Anima, before he turned on the comms again and spoke to Ari. As Pierce informed him of the progress of his meal, the mug materialized on the console beside him, just inside the view of the comms visual pickup.
        "I've sent over your drink, and the ribs are cooking now," Pierce told the Pirate Captain, "So any of your crew have orders for you to give me?"
        #$%I told you only one has ordered so far.#$%
        Anima's words sounded only to him, as usual, and Pierce made no gesture that he'd heard her, though of course he had. He just paid attention to the ribs, and waited for the orders from the ship to come in.

Player: Anadwen
Reason: For not being able to speak Japanese like I can.

Granted! But the chocolate is always the oldest chocolate available in the world, so it's pretty gross.

I wish for the most comfortable pair of men's medium sized boxer shorts.

8 is the best number. Lay it on it's side and it's ∞. Cut it in half along any part and it makes two symmetrical parts.  8 is the first cubic number. Half of 8 is 4, half of 4 is 2, half of 2 is 1. 1 is the first positive integer.

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8 is the best number. But we're not on aeyt.

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