Welcome to Gaia! ::

(Tigrex, that stands for what? Synthetic Mechanical Automated Idiot? Stupid Mobile Adapting Intelligence? Slimy Macho Alien Invertebrate? What does S.M.A.I. mean?! DAI is a dynamic adaptive Intelligence, MAI is Mobile Adaptive Intelligence, DAMI is a Dynamic Adaptive Military Intelligence, And Infinity is a IES-AAI, an Invulnerable Exoskeleton Soldier - Advanced Adaptive Intelligence.

Rin and Ren are ASIIU, Assistant Synthetic Independent Intelligent Units, and the Myna army are labled as AAMND, or Armored Assault Military Networked Drones.

The Pyresian Drones are DRS, or Durable Robotic Sentries.

Miku isn't on this list, since she's a cyborg.)

Jad nodded, "wow... real serious I.S.B. stuff... Yeah. Nina's the captain of the OTHER ship. unfortunately, my Pyresian cruiser has a comm focus array, so... my ship takes comm priority over others. I'd turn it off, but I kinda don't have a crew right now..."

(@zfatal: I know... pity, isn't it. I dislike the fact that he calls them both girls when only one is a girl...)

((YOOHOO~ Hiddochi I know you're on...

And *sigh* nobody seems to like Star Wars anymore... simple intro, simple story, easy-to-follow instructions. IT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE GREAT gonk ))

Maggie quickly hurried down to the two. "What is that creature?" she asked, her rough accent coming through, making her sound very slow-speaking but eloquent. (Like a viera in ffxii)

"I sense... an uncommon energy from it."

((Gtg... I was waiting, but I can't wait anymores. Gotta doctor's appointment tomorrow... get out of school at noon for that... then a driver's permit test... *forced cheer* YAY...

XD lol anyways, byez.))

((I came back for a brief period to implement a sudden stroke of creativity before it deserts me. Forget sleep - who needs it?

And yes, I thought the status-conversations were funny, too.))

Maggie's eyes widened as she listened to Gunther. "Then it must be destroyed," she replied without hesitation, but with unlimited conviction. Wherever she was, whatever planet she was on (that's what the L-world was about; i forgot the name of the planet again) - it was her entire life now. Until she could figure out what to do; where to go... Blake and Marth were gone from her life now. Her brother that she had sworn... to protect, to accompany, throughout his banishment.

Only, keeping him safe took priority over keeping him company.

"Tell me how we can destroy it; I'll do it," Maggie reassured them, and herself, again.

On Eseptos....

Five dark, hooded, robed figures stood in a symmetrically circular room. Written across the floor was blood or paint, in cryptic, jagged symbols and glyphs. The five were chanting, as if in prayer to whatever demonic god they worshiped.

The words they spoke were words of Power; words forbidden to mortal ears, forbidden to be named. The shamans were, through the words, invoking an ancient and terrible spirit from its rest in the youngest of their rank.

But it had already been disturbed - it was angry. The girl had chanced upon unlocking it, as it seemed, and it was... turbulent.

A great force knocked one shaman from his vigil of prayer; he crashed into the wall, then crumpled to the floor, unconscious. This was a blow that would have killed a human.

Then another shaman was struck; this one was not so lucky. The invisible blow had held such power, such raw anger, that the durable Eseptian body just completely split in half; one half to slam into the wall, the other to remain where it stood for a moment, before tipping slowly over - as if it took a few seconds to realize it was dead.

Then, the spirit calmed somewhat. Its animosity died down, considerably if not very much at all, and it left the sacred place. Now there were only four shamans of the Order.

~

At the center of the human capital on Eseptos, the city known now as New Washington, there was the capitol building. It was a great, huge tower - the tallest building on that planet and in that small galaxy.

On the highest floor rested the gargantuan computer floor. Actually, three floors, consisting of nothing but computer terminals and a single, unbelievably large central processing unit that was not quite successful with maintaining a reliable link to the Imperial Network (replacing the Internet, simply the "I-Net.").

Once this connection was made to the largest computer network in known existence, the colonization efforts of Eseptos would be ten-fold as effective. The natives would falter under superior Imperial command.

Amongst one of these many rooms, was a room filled with row after row of workers on their computers. Doing what, exactly, was quite secret, but suffice to say - they were paid well.

And then, it happened.

Maggie felt it right away. The sense that a part of her soul was leaving; it left just a big, empty feeling in the very core of her being. She felt... aloof, free, and airy. For a moment, right before she collapsed, her face expressed the emotions of ultimate joy and happiness.

Then the emptiness, the vacuum, pervaded her body and she went into psychological shock. The demon, so to speak, was drawn out of her.

When it happened, it happened fast. The first thing, was that the lights flickered. This was impossible in a building with over two hundred power generators, with the most up-to-date firewall software possible in the brief time that it took long-distance radio messages to communicate from the Imperial Capital.

A smash. Blood everywhere. Somebody had been decapitated - by an invisible force. But the momentum kept going, crushing or smashing, and most definitely killing, anyone and everyone in its straight path.

Silence. More silence. Then after almost twenty seconds, somebody screamed. Then panic ensued.

People running everywhere, trying to get out, out, OUT, of that room.

Machines broke. People died. The entire building shook. But the dense number of deaths was contained in that one room. Nobody outside the room died. Everyone inside the room did.

And all the computers were destroyed within that room. Not a serious loss in software, since the network connected everything, but a major loss in hardware. And that, was irreplaceable on the remote planet.

Nine hundred and seventy-two deaths that day alone. Four hundred and seventy-one were the result of that one room.

It was civil war, after all.

"false move..." kryxel said knocking matts stave into the "water"
"game set and match...you are good...but dont thrust in a last ditch effort...try to balance yourself first.."

[Nina's story is so plain while everyone else is fighting things like... armegon... and infinity... o.o it's because you guys stay up to ungodly hours! And I have to go to sleep because some of us have to work AND school x_x]

Mariel continued walking through the ship. "Nolan... I've looked all over. There are no loose files on her... and if I didn't know better, I'd say she wasn't even on this ship. I must have to hack the computer to find info but that will result in an obvous security breech... Only other option is an interview with herself or her crew..." She sighed. That idea was sketchy too since she'd have to explain how she'd gotten on the ship in the first place. Mariel walked into the bridge and looked around at all the people at computer clicking away. "I'll stay here a while..." she whispered. "They may say something behind her back. I'll report back to you once I think I've had enough."



Steve walked up to Shina and almost got hit by her wrench. "Uh, Hi Shina. Remember me?" He spoke nervously like a 13yr old boy whose voice was cracking. "I brought you... flowers."