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 Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2006 1:05 pm
"Because you do things wrong! If you would just..." telwin sighed and rolled her eyes, it was pointless to argue with the cyberleader.
"Can't you just handcuff me or something?" she asked desperately. She could think of so many ways to subdue someone without using needles.
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Posted: Wed Feb 15, 2006 8:01 am
((Hello, can I join? I don't play many RPGs but this one looks fun))
name: Lars Crimson
age: 27
species: Whiteling (ok I made these ones up, they're a humanoid species from a planet that was colonised by humans for mining. The two species interbred so I'm a little bit human somewhere along the line. The Whitelings used to live mostly underground but when the humans introduced them to the idea of spaceships they took to the skies.) I am also a space-pirate.
home planet: Mining Colony 330X (lost it's name when humans took over)
abilities: Good night-vision. Great climber. Can run away very, very quickly. Quite good with a sword and re-wiring circuitry, especially locks.
weapons: Basic human energy pistol, a sword and a dagger.
rank:Not council or Dalek - I am a pirate captain (no other crew to argue...).
appearance: short and wiry with greyish-white skin and larger than normal ears (slightly pointed). Pale brown hair and greyish-green eyes, also slightly larger than normal. Stubby nose. Wearing stolen Earth army uniform.
bio: Born on a mining colony. Joined the pirates after they raided a ship I was working onboard. Worked my way up until I could afford my own ship. I often split off from the rest to act as scout and snatch what treasures I can before the main attack begins. I record everything into the electronic recorder strapped to my wrist so I can relay the details later. I can also mess with the ship's navigation systems so they can't escape! I don't know how I ended up in a war-zone, but it was mostly by accident. I'm hoping to work it to my advantage.
((Also could you please tell me a bit more about where we all are and why? I don't know anything about the Time Wars, except that they ended badly and involved the Daleks.))
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Posted: Wed Feb 15, 2006 12:54 pm
Roobarb ((Hello, can I join? I don't play many RPGs but this one looks fun)) name: Lars Crimson age: 27 species: Whiteling (ok I made these ones up, they're a humanoid species from a planet that was colonised by humans for mining. The two species interbred so I'm a little bit human somewhere along the line. The Whitelings used to live mostly underground but when the humans introduced them to the idea of spaceships they took to the skies.) I am also a space-pirate. home planet: Mining Colony 330X (lost it's name when humans took over) abilities: Good night-vision. Great climber. Can run away very, very quickly. Quite good with a sword and re-wiring circuitry, especially locks. weapons: Basic human energy pistol, a sword and a dagger. rank:Not council or Dalek - I am a pirate captain (no other crew to argue...). appearance: short and wiry with greyish-white skin and larger than normal ears (slightly pointed). Pale brown hair and greyish-green eyes, also slightly larger than normal. Stubby nose. Wearing stolen Earth army uniform. bio: Born on a mining colony. Joined the pirates after they raided a ship I was working onboard. Worked my way up until I could afford my own ship. I often split off from the rest to act as scout and snatch what treasures I can before the main attack begins. I record everything into the electronic recorder strapped to my wrist so I can relay the details later. I can also mess with the ship's navigation systems so they can't escape! I don't know how I ended up in a war-zone, but it was mostly by accident. I'm hoping to work it to my advantage. ((Also could you please tell me a bit more about where we all are and why? I don't know anything about the Time Wars, except that they ended badly and involved the Daleks.)) ((okay your in, heres the story, we're on a cybercruiser (a big ship holding between 200 and 250 cybermen and around 80 humans which are being operated on and having all the vital components of their body removed and replaced with machinery) Telwin (the whovian) is a member of the high council of timelords(rulers of gallifrey) and is trying to prevent lives being lost, the time war is a war between all aliens that control time travel like the cybermen, daleks, timelords, gelf, autons and about abillion other races, I hope that has answered your questions))
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Posted: Thu Feb 16, 2006 10:40 am
((I think the time war was mainly against the time lords and the daleks. The gelth/auton homeworld just got in the way of their fighting ^^
As far as i could gather that's how it went anyway. There hasn't really beeen much information about it.))
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Posted: Thu Feb 16, 2006 11:04 am
The whovian ((I think the time war was mainly against the time lords and the daleks. The gelth/auton homeworld just got in the way of their fighting ^^ As far as i could gather that's how it went anyway. There hasn't really beeen much information about it.)) ((very true))
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Posted: Thu Feb 16, 2006 11:12 am
The whovian "Because you do things wrong! If you would just..." telwin sighed and rolled her eyes, it was pointless to argue with the cyberleader. "Can't you just handcuff me or something?" she asked desperately. She could think of so many ways to subdue someone without using needles. *the cyberleader says nothing. Suddenly a cyber-trooper grabs telwin from behind and holds her hands behind her back with an unbreakable grip the trooper is now a centermetre away from Telwin he grabs her by the chin and turns her head to left so that he can clearly see her kneck, he then slowly inserts the needle into her kneck, the liquid slowly flows into one of her vanes, the trooper steps back and the cyberman behind her lets go of her arms and steps back*
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Posted: Fri Feb 17, 2006 12:38 pm
Lars gently slowed her ship to a standstill, the edge of it's dull silver wing only inches from the shadowy bulk of the cybercruiser. She'd spent hours creeping along in it's shadow, keeping the nearby sun behind her target to keep herself hidden. She prayed the adjustments she'd made to her computer would keep the scanners off her back - the last thing she needed was to have her ship shot to pieces and be stranded onboard an enemy ship. An enemy ship full of cybermen...
She pressed a button and a small tunnel extended from the side of her ship to the cybercruiser. Like a sucker it attached to the hull and she felt a judder.
"Fixing... air pressure..." she mumbled to herself, pressing some buttons, "There!"
She picked up a belt of tools from beneath the flight console and strapped them on. Then she picked up her weapons, hiding them carefully about her person. It wouldn't take long to cut through the hull, but in her job a few minutes could be an age. She got to work.
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Posted: Sat Feb 18, 2006 6:50 am
*a buzzing sound ammits in the cyberleaders head, he opens his communication channels and a voice echoes in his ear piece*LEADER, WE HAVE PICKED UP A FAINT ENERGY EMITION ON THE HULL OF THE SHIP, IT IS POSSIBLE THAT IT IS ANOTHER TARDIS*the voice says, the cyberleader turns away from Telwin and broadcasts a message back*EGNORE, IT IS LIKELY A SOLAR FLARE*the leader replies, he disconects the signal and turns back to Telwin*
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Posted: Sat Feb 18, 2006 8:44 am
Telwin flinched as the needle went in and the sedative quickly spread around her system. She just hoped that she would regain conciousness before they found her only defence...
"I'll get you for that." she muttered sleepily as she collapsed onto the floor. Maybe it would be better that way. And if they killed her, at least she wouldn't feel it.
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Posted: Sat Feb 18, 2006 12:38 pm
*the cyberleader nods towards Telwin, a cadet walks over to her, picks her up and takes her to detention bay 12*
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Posted: Sat Feb 18, 2006 2:42 pm
*Lars succeeds in cutting through the hull but it took a lot more of her ship's energy than she'd hoped. Perhaps they'd detected her? She crept inside, expecting the flare of sirens at any moment. None came. She took out her scanner, checking for the highest energy readings. If she wanted to be any real use she would have to tap into their computers. But that would require a console. An unguarded console.
She followed the scanner readings down the corridor until she came to a crossroads. One way sloped upwards, one downwards. From the outside it had looked like the flight-deck was somewhere near the top of the ship, which would make sense. That would be well-guarded. So she'd head down and hope for the best...*
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Posted: Sun Feb 19, 2006 5:13 am
*the noise sounded in the cyberleaders head once again, he opened his comunication channels*LEADER*the voice sounded again*WE ARE DETECTING A LIFE SIGN ON THE FLIGHT DECK*the voice said*SEND A GROUP OF CYBERMATS DOWN TO INSPECT*the leader said*YES LEADER VERY GOOD*the voice replied, the cyberleader closed his communication channels and walked down to the bridge*
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Posted: Sun Feb 19, 2006 1:26 pm
*The path took Lars down into a dark, narrow tunnel. There was a funny smell in the air and the noise of machinery nearby. She lifted her gun and edged forwards. The tunnel opened out suddenly and sharply into a huge, brightly lit chamber. The walls were lined with pipes and huge metal capsules, their glass fronts misted over from the inside. Motors whirred and along one wall was a rack of sharp metal implements, obviously meant as attachments for the mechanical arms that hung from the ceiling. The chamber was devoid of life, but Lars wasn't alone. Along each wall were tables, and on those tables were the mutilated corpses of several humanoid creatures.
Lars gagged and covered her face with the back of her arm. The smell was appalling now and the sight of those mangled bodies... She was glad she hadn't eaten anything that morning. Keeping her eyes away from the tables she spotted a console at the back of the room. It looked like the controls for the machinery - and hopefully that meant it was attached to the main computers. She hurried over, took out her tools and began to work. It wasn't long before she'd taken off the front cover and got to the valuable wires inside. She began to make adjustments, she'd need to hook up her mini-computer to the main one and hope she could override their security system. It would take a little time...
Not too long, she hoped, or she might end up on one of those tables. There was a crackle as she attached two wires together and began her download. She looked nervously round. Still no sign of the cybermen but had she heard something coming down the corridor? It had only been a slight noise, a slight scraping. It couldn't be a cyberman, could it? She turned back to the console. Her only hope was to get it finished before company arrived.*
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2006 11:30 am
*as lars was taking the machinery apart small creatures that could be recognised as cybermats to anyone familier with the cybermen, had locked onto her heat signal and were slowly heading for the operating room in which lars was inhabitting. Their was hardly a brain in these tiny little creatures heads but they were smart enough to know that their target was dangerous and that it was to be eliminated at all costs*
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2006 12:23 pm
Telwin blinked and sat up rubbing her head. She found herself in a small, metal cell with a large metal door and a small window with bars running down it to prevent escape. The Time Lady sighed and walked around the cell several times before sitting in the center of it again.
"What now?"
She checked that she was still wearing her gold necklace and smiled, they either hadn't noticed it or hadn't thought to remove it, which worked to her advantage. She did regret getting caught and becoming their prisoner though. If she could do it again there would be so many things that she would change...
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