DigiDayDreamer
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Why divide when you can conquer everything?
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Post by DigiDayDreamer on Feb 16, 2004 17:06:56 GMT -5
Note: Hey Dragonfly, did you get my message? It's rather fun to argue and make a lot of conflict and it boosts my creativity! In short, it's sort of...fun. ;D
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Gah! He outsmarted me! Hmm, there's no way I can get him to share unless...
No, Furdol! You can't use that idea! You'll most likely be humiliating yourself and probably won't work..![i/]
No, it has to work. Yes, it's unorthodox, it's unlikely, it's -ugh - un-Snodeck-like, but it's a risk I have to take!
...you'll regret it...[i/]
Scroop, who cares about you, conscience?
Ahem, so I prepared myself to look as pitiful as possible and wail as loud as Fury and that other Snodcek could hear but not too loud for everyone else to hear and knelt down on one of my legs, smothering my face with tears.
"Oh, you're right! You're absolutely right! I admit when I'm beaten by your superior intelligence and I'm only a lowly Snodeck. But all I ask is a little company, and I bet you wouldn't want to hear about my pitiful life's story. It just, all the tockneffs and the Snodecks back at Decka are so hard to deal with, but then I find you two, hoping you would take me in, but no, I had to be an idiot and make things hard for you. If there's still heart inside of you, then I want to start over, a better beginning for all of us."
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Somebody please shoot Furdol if she's too much of a drama queen. Seriously, delete this for me if I'm messing up the RPG, messing how a Snodeck is supposed to act, or both.
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Post by Arreck on Feb 16, 2004 17:17:35 GMT -5
Heh... You aren't acting un-snodeck like. You are simply using a clever ploy to attempt to get your way. That's very snodeck like. Unfortunately, I don't think it's very Tockneff like to care.
Digi:
The Ure teleporter looks at you out of the corner of his eye and sidles away.
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Goob
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Post by Goob on Feb 16, 2004 17:55:07 GMT -5
Intresting.... He's going to meet this guy of world... this could be a great time to screw them over.... But why would I... I'm trying to get on this Flispians good side... No matter i must see this ship that he speaks of... i belive he called it the Firestorm or somthing like that... probablly a second hand ship of some sort, i just hope that i can slide my way in without him noticing....
As Kek'Tars transmission is ended i look up to see the comotion at the area of departure...
Heh i wont be ridding those for a while, i have my own personall ship
Once again i return to the haven of darkenss and watch attentivly...
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Post by Dragonfly on Feb 16, 2004 18:39:06 GMT -5
Dragonfly: Nah, you left em' on your ship in an uncharactaristic lapse of memory. Your ship has since moved on. You can call it back to pick you up, if you find a radio. That doesn't work because I was using them after I got off the ship: I used the travel bag to carry Fury's exode suit, I used the lap-top to boot up a map of the city...many things that have already happened depend on my having those things after I got off the ship.
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Post by TiJiL on Feb 16, 2004 19:12:56 GMT -5
My head snaps upwards with a start as the MagTran bursts from below, quickly latching itself to the station. I touch the periodot again to ensure it is most certainly off and quickly head up the catwalk. As I emerge onto the main level I am thinking...
I am much worse at hiding than I thought... Now even more people know about me... No matter. I don't figure the Choeroeds would ever cause me any harm for simply communicating with one of their own.
His last comment is what really hit me... Bring friends? I don't know that I have any... friends... Worse yet is the 'trust' issue... Who could I possibly bring along that wouldn't get us all in trouble upon seeing Akiir? I scan the area again in an attempt to understand who I might bring. Certainly no ure... Especially not that tall one over there... No way he'd go on a mission to escape drafting... But what about the teleporter in training that talked to me earlier? He's a ure and doesn't seem interested in the war... And he did seem to defend me... And what of those snodeck? Snodeck aren't into war except for profit. They might help out if they see some benefit to them in it... Hard to say, though, and I don't have any real way to pay them. I suppose I have about 1400 grij left from my boss' assets, but I doubt they'd give up whatever business venture they're on for that...
I head for the MagTran, looking out for the anti-Ure Ure and the Snodeck. I see the two snodeck still confusing that poor Tockneff and decide to make a very rash action. I come up behind them, pretending to be just heading for the train. Then, I immediately grab them each with my upper arms. I ignite one of my lower arms and point it at the tockneff's face as a means of intimidation. With that, I drag the two snodeck into a private car in the MagTran and hope that the sneaky ure is still following me, as I have a feeling he has been.
Once inside the car I drop the snodeck bodily, slide the door shut, and lock it. Finally, I sit heavily down on one of the couch-like furniture items and extinguish my hands.
"Listen up. First of all, I'm sorry for my brutality just now. I needed to talk to you as swiftly as possible, and I figured a bit of violence would make you listen more carefully to what I have to say... I need help from someone. If you don't want to help me, fine, but hear me out first... People are being drafted randomly and sent to some suicidal mission. They don't return and the government gives away their assets immediately, which is indicatory to me that the government doesn't expect for them to return, anyway... I need to take my personal ship to the Alkon belt to meet a contact and friend of mine." I pause...
"I don't personally have much money, only about 1400 grij. I'll happily give it to you when we arrive in Kinsannak. However, I think that my contact is much more financially secure than me. He would pay well, I'm sure, for any help you give us. I will stop elaborating now, so that you cannot betray me effectively. So there it is. Will you accompany me to the Alkon belt and promise not to betray us to anyone, under pain of bankrupcy?"
Regardless of their answer, I stay in the private car and hope that the shadowy ure is following, as he's the closest thing I have to a 'friend', besides Akiir...
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Post by Dragonfly on Feb 16, 2004 19:39:23 GMT -5
Hmm, Furdol is trying to appeal to a Tockneff's sympathy. Such a thing does not exist, they are very violent uncaring creatures. As a matter of fact I may have brought out some anger in Fury against Furdol...Furdol's foolish display might cause Fury to simply kill or seriously injure Furdol. Though that would be quite convenient, I cannot have my new partner arrested. I turn to Fury, preparing myself to hold her back if she lunges to hurt Furdol.
"Let me handle Furdol, I'm sure we can possibly work something out with her."
This sets me into a dangerous position; I would rather just be simply rid of Furdol instead of having her come along with us...gaining ample opportunity to swindle Fury away from me. Oh well, I'll have to make due.
"Furdol, we shall allow you one more chance. You may come along with us. We shall possibly become friends with you, but we do not trust you with our business dealings. You'll have to earn that trust before we become partners."
As always when I'm dealing with a Tockneff I don't want Fury to get the hint that I'm simply running the show. So I turn back to Fury.
"does that sound good to you?"
(Boy, it sure would be nice to at least have one lap-top and a receiver with which I could look up places to hire mineral harvesters, especially since there's a mode of transportation just pulled up just now...)
Whoa! Fire hands...strong Flispian...and worst of all...interrupted conversation...
"Fury! Shoot at this creature who is abductin...(to big of a word) taking me!" Help me...follow him fast!"
He drops me in the MagTran.
"Listen up. First of all, I'm sorry for my brutality just now."
I straighten myself up and squint at him digustedly.
"I needed to talk to you as swiftly as possible,"
*You had better before I pierce your gut with my tendrils* I think to myself.
"and I figured a bit of violence would make you listen more carefully to what I have to say"
*Good point, but still...*
"... I need help from someone."
*Oh really!? You're a perfect victim then.*
"If you don't want to help me, fine, but hear me out first..."
*Oh I'll "help" you allright... and I'm always listening*
"People are being drafted randomly and sent to some suicidal mission."
By who? Those repulsive Ure!?
"They don't return and the government gives away their assets immediately,"
*Ah! How brutal!*
"which is indicatory to me that the government doesn't expect for them to return,"
*Hmm, sucks for them what's it got to do with me!?*
"anyway... I need to take my personal ship to the Alkon belt to meet a contact and friend of mine."
*Ah, I bet you want me to go with you. I thought you said you were going to make this fast.*
"I don't personally have much money, only about 1400 grij."
*Well, you know your Snodeck, now don't you?*
"I'll happily give it to you when we arrive in Kinsannak. However, I think that my contact is much more financially secure than me."
*I shall have to meet him. And yes, I already know that you'll happily give me the grij.*
"He would pay well,"
*I know.*
"I will stop elaborating now, so that you cannot betray me effectively. So there it is. Will you accompany me to the Alkon belt and promise not to betray us to anyone, under pain of bankrupcy?"
*You know how to make a Snodeck keep his promises too now don't you?*
I glance at Furdol. I really don't want to let this information slip out to her, but I cannot help it in this moment of urgency.
"Well, my dear Flispian; I have come to this planet to remove a large very rare mineral deposit that the Ure are in urgent need of. First of all, it shall fetch quite a price. And second of all I don't want them to have it, because frankly I don't like them. This mission you ask of me seems much more influential to hurting them, though. So I shall agree to join you, as soon as I finish harvesting the minerals here. I have a ship that I can call to pick me up, and I will join you in the Alkon belt as soon as I finish."
I turn to Furdol.
"If I see you even close to a harvesting co., Fury will be blazing her guns so fast you won't even be able to blink an eye. I recomend that you join this Flispian to seek your fortune, and not my minerals."
I turn, open the lock, and exit the MagTran.
"Fury! Allow me to catch you up on what has just happened!...."
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Post by TiJiL on Feb 16, 2004 19:53:07 GMT -5
(Evil, evil Gilder...)
I shake my head for a minute and try to be completely sure I know what has been said... With that, I try to prove my good intentions by yelling out of the window.
"Hey snodeck! Kinsannak is a mining city, you know. You'll probably be much better off getting the aid you need there, as opposed to this giant spaceport... Unless you plan to harvest from the lava with your own tentacles?!"
I say this party to prove I can be helpful and partly to annoy him. Though his words were outwardly friendly, I got the impression from his speech that he wasn't really going to be aiding me and he had no intentions of even thinking about it until he had mined some resource deposit, which could take from days to years to complete. Finally, I said it as a blackmail device, to drive home the fact that I now know about his business venture and that I could be very detrimental to him if I were to, say, spread it around. I'll bet that teleporting ure would love to hear about it. I'll be sure to not think of it, though, so as to avoid having it simply taken from without serving some benefit.
My mind suddenly catches on to his last comment... His minerals? That hardly seems fair in the least. They seem to be on our planet and are resting in our lava... I fail to see how that makes them his. I'm tempted to roast that tockneff and help Furdol get them first, though I haven't a clue which mineral deposit he wants. Furdol might know, however. As might a ure, though I do fear conversing with them.
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Post by Dragonfly on Feb 16, 2004 20:09:54 GMT -5
"... Unless you plan to harvest from the lava with your own tentacles?!"
Irritating, this Flispian is more intelligent than I would have thought.
My swift charge out of the MagTran is halted, I turn to the Flispian. I'm clever, but I'm not too stuborn to admit I'm wrong.
"Very good point Flispian, *this idiot can't even properly introduce himself; I don't want to call him Flispian for the rest of my life* but you see, you have offended this Tockneff very much by carrying away her partner. Allow me to calm her down."
I begin to lead Fury to the MagTran while slowly lowering the blasters she has aimed at the Flispian's head.
"Like I said, there are things I need to catch you up on."
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Post by Arreck on Feb 16, 2004 21:23:23 GMT -5
All:
Fury and Gilder are obstructed from getting back on the tram. The six-legged ball thing has settled itself in the doorway and is now licking the side of the jet black vehicle. Fury, obeying her natural instinct, tries to blast it out of the way with her guns. Surprisingly, it has absolutely no effect except to send slugs bouncing around the area. Gilder quickly stops Fury from hurting someone. The ball-thing continues to lick happily, apparently injesting the molten rock that still clings to the transport. The Flispian with an odd hat can be seen trying to get to the creature again.
Gilder: Oh, ok. You can have your laptop. Only for communications and organizational purposes, though. Furdol, you get one too.
Kek'Tar: You have been shot. It isn't bad; just a tockneff slug in the folds of your flesh, but it smarts.
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Post by Dragonfly on Feb 16, 2004 21:57:24 GMT -5
Stupid creature, he's in the way of the door. I wonder if it can be frightened.
"Fury, allow me to show you a little Snodeck trick. I'm going to try and scare this thing out of the way."
I suck in a massive amount of air, until I cannot take in any more. Then I proceed to let out the loudest possible trumpet blast that I can, directed straight at the magma consuming creature.
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Post by Arreck on Feb 16, 2004 22:55:28 GMT -5
The magma creature simply rolls up into an all but invulnerable ball, still in your way, then proceeds to lick when all is clear.
(Note: Uh, TiJiL, are you going to explain this thing? You're the flispian, after all.)
(Note2: It isn't strong, nor heavy, just impossible to harm in any way. If you so choose, you can put it in ball mode by kicking it, then roll or toss it away.)
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Goob
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Post by Goob on Feb 16, 2004 23:34:36 GMT -5
Sorry for the lack of post been out clubing*
Intresting the Kek'Tar is a little more "active" then i first thought.... very well, it appears he wants me to fallow him.... I'm all to happy to oblige.
As Kek'Tar ignits his hand and throws the 2 fat beasts into the shuttle door i use what little acrobatic skill to get on top of it to listen more clearly. (hopefully i'm a little less noticeball) It isnt easy hearing what their saying so i just watch (By the way, do they have lets say peices of glace that i can look thrue)
Wow they seem to be negotiating or somehitng. One of those fat beasts is leaving and that little runt is just now catching up.... I hate everyliving thing.... not just myself but everyone....
Hearing clearly what Kek'Tar said I chuckle to myself
Is he really gonna fall for such a stupid trick
As the Snodeck turns around and Fury begins blazing her guns i'm amazed at how well Kek'Tar can play on other peoples emotions...
That ball thing is giving them a little bit of trouble... Maybe i can help them out and prove i'm not just a "bad Ure". I jump off of the Cabin and i attempt to pick up the ball like creature and throw it into the lava. Maybe that will take care of it...
"I'm quite interested in your proposition flespian, i don't require money but i do require more details, though i hate everyone.... i do value my own life... i'm not going to put myself in harms way for a person i've never even heard of (that's not entirally true, I heard his voice quite clear). "
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Post by TiJiL on Feb 16, 2004 23:57:16 GMT -5
(I may be the flispian, but you're the GM... However, I will be happy to provide the description for it)
The creature you see is a Targa. This enormous Tardigradan appears to be a translucent pillbug/flea with a prehensile tail. It is about five feet long and weighs perhaps five pounds. Its torso is constructed of four armor plates that are near indestructable. Only daxite and enormously high-powered weapons can hurt the creature. The Targa is enormously resistant to heat, cold, and radiation. In fact, it is so resilient it is occasionally a space parasite, damaging vehicles while in the vacuum of space. Luckily, it is a very passive creature, though not very smart. It spends most of its time in caverns far below the solid portions of Flisp inside of burrows created from a silky plastic that they produce. The catch, however, is that this material can only be formed at about 40 degrees Fahrenheit. So, the Targa has a series of chambers in its body. Blood and food travels through these chambers, where it is cooled by extremely precise micro-tremors that radically slow the molecular movement of the matter within the chamber. This process is involuntary and constant, as well as very effective. Thus, the Targa is a creature with a 50(ish) degree body temperature in a 500 degree world. (Thus the steam when it licked the uber-hot MagTran)
I take a bullet to the right side of my clavical. It embeds itself within my thick skin. Bright red blood starts to ooze slowly from the wound. I grit my beak together and pull the slug from my chest, tossing it to the side. (I wish I could say that this was the first time this has happened to me... today...) Still grunting a bit from the pain, I note that my little comment worked. The snodeck has returned. This is somewhat odd to me... No matter. I head back to the private car and am intercepted by a ure.
"More details, you say?" I say, after hearing his comment. "I'm afraid I can give you little else. I had hoped you would come so I could ask for your help, as it seems you'd really rather not be drafted either and have some shred of nobility. You are still a ure, though... how do I know you will not just immediately relay the details to someone else? I simply will not take much of a risk here. However, I will tell you some. I am Kek'Tar. I must meet a cho... a contact of mine in a desolate region of space. He could be in grave danger, and the same fate prepared for many others. I do not know precisely what we will do when we meet, but I know we must meet and do something, lest this continue... I will tell you no more of my plans, except that I mean to collect who is willing and depart from Kinsannak within an erker or so. I simply don't have much more time than that. I can provide swift transportation and I'm sure I could also find a means of payment otherwise. Tell me, though. Who are you? Why do you hate all beings? You really have a very grim outlook on life."
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Post by Goob on Feb 17, 2004 0:21:24 GMT -5
"My outlook on life is so grim because of the way that you people act.... And your right who's to say you can trust me i'm no better than all the other Ure... if you want my help fine, i'm not sure how i can help you... but from your conversation it seems like it's a trap. How well can you trust your friend, and is he so well money wise that he woulndt take a large some for the exposure of the enemy.... I have no reason to trust anyone until proved other wise. But i have nothing for me here, so i will go with you if you wish... just keep in mind.. I'm no better than those "evil Ure" right?"
i walk past him in a veary non chalant manner and sit down on one of the coaches
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RabbitDawg
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Post by RabbitDawg on Feb 17, 2004 12:25:12 GMT -5
Note: Sorry I couldn't post at all yesterday (D*mn, this RPG is moving quickly with so many players....)
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I continued to stand there, listening to Sir Gilder's faultless logic. That Furdol WAS crazy. We don't need HER as a business partner. Then she started crying.
'Oh geez, she's The Enchantress all over again. I should eat her. All that fat has got to taste like something...' I began daydreaming...
Suddenly, without warning the big guy with the fiery hand comes and grabs Sir Gilder and that weakling, crying one who's name it's not worth to remember.
"HEY!!! LET GO OF MY PARTNER, YOU @#$%¶®¿¼ðЧ¡œ©¥¦קҸشی !!!!!!!!!!" In a matter of erks, I had drawn my gun and fired. D*mn it, I missed!! Then the cowardly moron retreated into the big... transporta.. -- the big thing people ride in to go places -- and shut the door, with my knives sticking on it as it closed. ARGH!! So close!!
I rush up to it and start screaming as loud as I can. "HEY YOU ðЧ¡œ© WITH THE FIERY HAND, GET OUT HERE AND FIGHT, YOU COWARD!! YOU'RE LUCKY I WAS DISTRACTED OR ELSE I'D'VE RIPPED OFF YOUR ¶®¿¦קҸشی #% HAND AND TORCHED YOUR FACE OFF WITH IT!!!!!"
I then began to pound on the door over and over and started carving joyful pictures of guys-with-fiery-hands being mutilated and excreted on when the door opened!!
I thrusted my knife forward until I realized the point of my knife was just a millimet-- teeny bit -- away from Sir Gilder's blob of a face!!
I was relieved, but at the same time, surprised. I mean, I liked Sir Gilder, but if there was a fight between him and the guy-with-the-fiery-hand, I'd bet my sac of punktaugen on the fiery-hand-guy. Oh, but wait, there was no fight. The other guy was still in there, so I shot him before following Sir Gilder.
"Fury! Allow me to catch you up on what has just happened!...."
So, there I waited. Then, the fiery-hand-guy said something, and then so we tried to go back in to the... "thing".... but there was this black thing in the way... and so Sir Gilder tried to scare it, and nothing happened... and then one of those really hairy things jumped off from the top of the... "thing", tried to toss it into the lava, then went inside.
And while all this is happening, I'm still standing there waiting for Sir Gilder to fill me in, with my weapons drawn, of course, to blast the living pus out of the guy-with-the-fiery-hand if he ever decided to not be a coward and actually come out of the "thing".
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