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 Posted: Fri Oct 16, 2009 10:07 pm
[bridge]
"Please no destroying cargo, or critical ship systems, or passengers. if you break it, please fix it." He shook his head at the spark. If he didnt put a few rules, she would dismntle his ship and turn it into a transforming robot. (Ark from FF9?)
His instruments still showed the two ships trailing behind them. They were to far away to tell if they were a threat or not, but the Khaos wasnt even going cruise speed yet. once they picked up speed the ships would have to make a move if they wanted a chance of keeping up with his mighty vessel. he still felt no small amount of pride that he had attacked a dreadnought alone and disabled it. his crew had done wonders, with only minor injuries and damage. the big dreads were slow and all armor. hit them were the armor was weak and they were sitting ducks. Dan wished he could meet the one that had created the engines on this girl.
setting a heading and accelerating the jet/prop engines to a comfortable cruise speed he set the auto pilot (nothing more than a lock to the controls) and announced throught the speaker tubes that they had reached curisng speed and passengers were free to roam as they wished. staying out of the engines and gunnery of course.
"course is set, now let see if our tail can keep up."
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Posted: Thu Oct 22, 2009 12:53 pm
(wow it got quiet in here..... anyone else gonna post something??)
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Posted: Mon Oct 26, 2009 2:16 pm
[hold]
Things had gotten kinda quiet around the hold. the metal men were busy doing whatever they did, and aside from the engine noise, nothing seend to be happening.
"Its too hard for Wuneye to move in the corridors...." The giant man pondered as he scratched his head. Wuneye yawned. Perhaps he could find someone that needed his help? for the moment he lacked a purpose, and that was his worst fear.
bending down on his hands and knees, leaving his sword and shield in the hold, Wuneye carefully made his way through the halls. Being 10 feet tall made getting into small areas rather perplexing. as he managed a way to the upper levels, careful not to upset the craft by moving too quickly, he met a man in a black suit with a raven on his top hat. Wuneye recognized the nobleman from the construct shop battle where they rescued the fly man captain.
"hullo there Mr. Silas. You feeling better now?" Wuneye blocked most of the available space in the hall, but tried to scrunch further to allow the noble to pass.
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Posted: Tue Oct 27, 2009 1:57 pm
(dead quiet in here...)
[bridge]
Things had gotten quiet. The passingers seemd content. if tolerable in silas' case. nothing new from the weather, and nothing from the two ships behind them
Scratch that.
multiple blips were showing up on the sonar screen. either smaller ships had launched form the two bogeys or....
"Crap! we have incoming!"
"ALL HANDS REPORT! WE HAVE INCOMING PROJECTILES. REPEAT INCOMING PROJECTILES! ALL PASSENGERS ARE TO TAKE SHELTER! GUNNERY CREWS REPORT TO STATIONS."
Dan activated the hull armor to drape over the hull. the incoming bogeys were a bit off, but hell if he was going to take chances. a wreaked ship was easier to search than a fully crewed and armed vessel.
"YOUSHA REPORT TO THE TAIL GUNS IMMEDIATELY," He pushed the engiens to full and rocketed onward. but whatever the blips were they were still gaining. "Not good!"
{Drama!}
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Posted: Tue Oct 27, 2009 5:32 pm
~bridge~
Sylvian now whirls to look out to the horizon with a look that somehow mangles innocent delight and predatory glee into something more than a little disturbing.
"It was getting boring anyway. Ta, Dannie-luv, I'm off to play."
She then cracks open a window panel on the starboard side of the bridge, leans out, lets loose a piercing whistle from her teeth, then dives out, kicking free of the Khaos.
The golden clank Triskadeca launches from a porthole and wraps around Sylvian, who swings a golden hand out on glittering lines to grasp the hull. She swings up to the underside of the hull, clinging to it on all fours, her armor extended forelimbs and feet allowing her to move easily out of sight.
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Posted: Tue Oct 27, 2009 5:42 pm
[Halls]
Silas was ambling in a relaxed fashion, partially due to the fact that in the last 24 hours he had consumed enough whiskey to kill many species of animal, and examining the woodwork. He smiled amiably when the hulking construct from before loomed into view. Walking up to it as it greeted him, he stopped and bowed.
"Yes, my friend. Much better indeed. Quite a fight we gave, wasn't it? What happened next? Oh yes, I do believe I had a tipple. I imagine it was you who carried m-"
He would have finished his sentence, but the Captain's voice blared from a bronze mouthpiece at the end of a pipe in the ceiling. A warning. An attack. Projectiles. Silas cursed to himself. "Father?" he thought to himself, "If so, that was quick..."
"Well, my ample-bodied friend, I suppose we're in for a rough ride..." He smiled, drawing his sabre once more. Lucian cawed.
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Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2009 8:26 am
(ok enough waiting around for someone to post so onward with the khaos)
[bridge]
the gunnery crews had all reported in. a clank gunner had taken the rear gun as yousha had not reported in. Dan wondered if all his crew was still around. all the passengers had reported to the ship before he had left he had thought.
Checking the instruments he found that the blips were homing in on their location. Dan hailed the other ships, "This is Captain Daniel Montoya of the S.S.Khaos, I demand you call off your strike. We are a passenger ship with civilians aboard."
the comm line crackled, and another voice came in. "Captain Daniel, This is the S.S. Southwind. Our team is prepped to board you as we speak. do not resist and we will not harm your vessel or passengers. We have been sent by a very powerful noble of Cog Island to retrieve something that was stolen from him. We understand that you are transporting a man by the name of Silas. he has taken a fortune from his father and hes hopping mad. we are to retrieve him and the cargo. prepare to be boarded." the voice clicked off.
Dan starts mumbling curses at Silas. he just had to go tick off someone powerful. If he didn't comply he would likely be branded a pirate and hanged if caught, or whatever they did to pirates these days. a second voice came over the comm. "Captain of the Khaos, This is the Rex Gigante. We know that you are carrying a valuable cargo that is rightfully ours. the crystal reflector arrays and the alloy cogs. if you do not return them to our boarding crew we will be forced to eliminate you." the voice clicked off
Dan banged his head on the helm. a marine battleship and a possible pirate battleship refurbished from a marine battleship. This day was going to be just great. the gunnery crews had sighted the boarding ships. they reported that they were shaped like a boat with a large turbine on the back and a blade along the prow like a huge dart. all crews confirmed that they all looked the same.
So all of the attackers looked alike? pirates and marines using the same tech. the pirates had not given any hint that they would not harm his ship, crew or passengers. the marines did not say they would not damage his crew either, just spare the passengers and ship. Dan threw the ship into full gear and the engines roared. "ALL GUNNERY CREWS FIRE OPEN FIRE. STOP THEM FROM LANDING. ALL PASSENGERS AND NON COMBATANTS TO THEIR CABINS NOW. MS.BRUNO, YOU HAVE PERMISSION TO PLAY WITH THE PIRATE VESSELS BUT TRY NOT TO MAIM TO MANY OF THE MARINES IF YOU COULD."
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Posted: Fri Nov 27, 2009 6:09 pm
[Bridge]
Overhearing everything, Dominik decided to be his usual useless self. "Okay, I'll just go retreat to my cabin to cower in fear. As you wish." He nodded to the captain and ran off to go find his room, completely forgetting the fact that he could shoot laser beams from his eyeballs, which would be very useful at the moment.
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Posted: Thu Dec 03, 2009 2:27 pm
~ the great wide open ~
A familiar figure crawls along the underside of the pirate hull. Every so often she will plant a small discreet device on it surface.
Now she leaps to the hull of the Khaos as the bug-like devices in unison burrow into the hull and begin taking pieces out of it to build more of themselves...
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Posted: Fri Dec 04, 2009 4:53 pm
[Halls]
A single porthole stood at the end of the hall. Rushing to it, he pushed his face up and peered out at one of the ships firing upon the Khaos. It had something scuttling upon it, like an insect. Silas raised an eyebrow, craning his neck and squinting to try and make sense of it. Suddenly, it vaulted off their ship and onto the Khaos. He let out a very quiet squeak as he saw the other ship suddenly spring holes.
"Fancy inspecting the hull, please, Wuneye?"
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Posted: Fri Dec 04, 2009 6:53 pm
~ that there porthole ~
The Cheshire-grinning face of Sylvian Bruno appears atop a torso clad in gold in the porthole suddenly.
"Relax nancy-boy. The termite clanks belong to me."
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Posted: Mon Dec 07, 2009 8:48 am
[bridge]
the drop ships were getting closer to the Khaos. Grabbing up the comm set, he contacts the s.s.South-wind. "South-wind be advised, we are not resisting you but your companion is a pirate vessel intent on destroying and taking what they can. call off your drop ships we cannot tell yours from theirs. We are armed and will defend ourselves."
hes instruments begins to blare as a clank reports that the two vessels following them had engaged each other and were not paying them any attention. "well so much for any help." Dan mutters as he can now see the smaller craft surrounding his ship. his eyebrow quirks up when one of the ships (shaped like a oversized dart complete with a harpoon on the bow) denigrates and falls away. now that he has seen the ships up close he notes that the pirate versions have a deaths-head in a cog as their emblem, the marines were using a cog with cross shaped spokes. "all gunnery crews fire a targets with the skull emblem. avoid hitting the cog emblem. repeat, death-heads confirmed hostiles."
the cannon fire began raining on the pirate landing craft, several were hit and their fragile frames were tossed to the winds. the marine landing ships scattered.
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Wuneye was surprised when the lady sparky popped up in the small window. how was she hanging on outside? "Well Mr. Silas, Perhaps we should head to the deck? We are missing the action in this cramped hallway." He crawls down the corridor and carefully crawls up the stairs to the main deck. streaching his 10 foot frame once he was free of the hall, Wuneye sees the dart shaped ships flying around like well ... flies. One of the pirate ships makes it through the cannons fusillade and rams into the deck near the bow next to nysths big cannon. wuneye runs up to it and wraps his tree trunk arms around the ship and yanks it back out of the deck. lifting it like a javelin he tosses it back at another dartship with the little skull on it. both ships explode nicely and waft away.
"Ha ha!" Wuneye boomed, "This is like a game o darts at the taverns i once frequented." he turns around to find two more ships have landed on the deck and were spilling out a band of roughnecks. having left his sword and shield in the hold, wuneye goes in swinging, "Hurry Mr. Silas! or there will be none left for you!" Wuneye's joyful laughter as he fights confirms that he was born for combat.
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Posted: Mon Dec 07, 2009 3:08 pm
[halls - deck]
"Um... Ah. Termite clanks. Right." he said, stumbling back as the face loomed into sight. He would have fallen over in shock, had it not been for the sheer girth of Wuneye behind him preventing him from falling over. "I'm not a nancy-boy..." he murmured, turning to follow Wuneye down the seemingly-cramped corridor.
Emerging upon the deck, Silas sat upon the side as Wuneye plays darts with the enemy ships. He whistled as the exploded remains tumbled towards the sea far below. "Bullseye, my amply-constructed ally. I doubt I could've done better m'self." And, quite quickly, the space in which the two had been was occupied with two more, rapidly advancing towards the ship with what looked like a crew of angry chimps with swords.
And then they landed on the deck. This was something he could handle. A sword in one hand, a crow perched into another, he flicked his hair and smiled. And dashed forwards, sword raised high to sweep down upon any to launch the first attack.
"Have at you, foul dogs!"
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Posted: Fri Jun 18, 2010 11:53 pm
{enough neglect! *brushes off the dust, oils the cogs and starts the boiler* Lets get this going again}
[bridge]
Captain Montoya could see the pirates fighting on the deck, or tarter trying to fight as wuneye and Mr. Silas dismantled them with ease. Luckily they had not sustained any damage to the ship aside from a few holes in the deck, but that did not last long.
A pirate boarding ship crashed nose first into one of the envelopes. Dan grunted as he struggled to maintain the ships balance. In order to keep the ship from yawing so far it hung sidways, Dan had to drop heat in the other balloon. The engines were still running full tilt and the drag from the sagging balloon was causing the ship to buck an twist as it lost altitude. cutting speed and altitude eased the ride but if something didnt get fixed fast they were heading for a rough landing. He prayed for a miricle, and hoped he didnt have to bail everyone out in the ships few craft. they would fit but not comfortably.
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Posted: Sat Jul 03, 2010 11:09 am
[bridge]
'Clank crews repair that balloon!" Dan yelled int the com systems. As he fought his stricken vessel, he could see the spindly robots clamoring like ants all over the balloon.
First they dumped the dropship unceremoniously off the balloon. then started sewing up the holes.
With some semblance of control back, the Khaos leveled out. Checking his instruments Dan finds that they were still able to fly, but they would not make it to the Anachronism with out stopping for repairs. Or the resident spark could fix things but Dan knew that would lead to trouble, if only to cause him a headache when the ship was worked on.
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