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Jasper Riddle Vice Captain
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 Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 1:59 pm
Latkes Latkes applauded as pieces of Satan's guns splattered all over the floor. "Yay!" She ran to collect the guts into a plastic container for later. You never knew when guts could come in handy, especially in space, where rations could sometimes be scarce. "So," she asked Jasper as she wiped her hands off with a towel, "what's with the Tailos-person?" "He's the Captain of the Soulbounty, and the defender of the Vorpal Dirk of Endless Felines."
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 2:00 pm
Jasper Riddle Latkes Latkes applauded as pieces of Satan's guns splattered all over the floor. "Yay!" She ran to collect the guts into a plastic container for later. You never knew when guts could come in handy, especially in space, where rations could sometimes be scarce. "So," she asked Jasper as she wiped her hands off with a towel, "what's with the Tailos-person?" "He's the Captain of the Soulbounty, and the defender of the Vorpal Dirk of Endless Felines." "Oh, felines like Satan. I see." Latkes stashed her towel away into a handy pocket. "Who is Dirk, though?"
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Sui the foot doktor Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 2:03 pm
The General Derelict looked behind it as the sound of clanking on metalisurface grew louder.
There was a cybohuman coming close. Its vibrowanser vibroed louder as it prepared to cut flesh-francium alloy, and the General Derelict charged at its opponent.
"GLORY TO ANDRO-TOBOR!" it robotulated.
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 2:03 pm
Latkes Jasper Riddle Latkes Latkes applauded as pieces of Satan's guns splattered all over the floor. "Yay!" She ran to collect the guts into a plastic container for later. You never knew when guts could come in handy, especially in space, where rations could sometimes be scarce. "So," she asked Jasper as she wiped her hands off with a towel, "what's with the Tailos-person?" "He's the Captain of the Soulbounty, and the defender of the Vorpal Dirk of Endless Felines." "Oh, felines like Satan. I see." Latkes stashed her towel away into a handy pocket. "Who is Dirk, though?" "A Dirk's a sword. And felines not like Satan. Satan bad, catgirls good." She nodded, putting extra emphasis on the statement.
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Jasper Riddle Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 2:06 pm
Jasper Riddle Latkes Jasper Riddle Latkes Latkes applauded as pieces of Satan's guns splattered all over the floor. "Yay!" She ran to collect the guts into a plastic container for later. You never knew when guts could come in handy, especially in space, where rations could sometimes be scarce. "So," she asked Jasper as she wiped her hands off with a towel, "what's with the Tailos-person?" "He's the Captain of the Soulbounty, and the defender of the Vorpal Dirk of Endless Felines." "Oh, felines like Satan. I see." Latkes stashed her towel away into a handy pocket. "Who is Dirk, though?" "A Dirk's a sword. And felines not like Satan. Satan bad, catgirls good." She nodded, putting extra emphasis on the statement. "I see!" exclaimed Latkes. "...Is he dead?"
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 2:09 pm
Latkes Jasper Riddle Latkes Jasper Riddle Latkes Latkes applauded as pieces of Satan's guns splattered all over the floor. "Yay!" She ran to collect the guts into a plastic container for later. You never knew when guts could come in handy, especially in space, where rations could sometimes be scarce. "So," she asked Jasper as she wiped her hands off with a towel, "what's with the Tailos-person?" "He's the Captain of the Soulbounty, and the defender of the Vorpal Dirk of Endless Felines." "Oh, felines like Satan. I see." Latkes stashed her towel away into a handy pocket. "Who is Dirk, though?" "A Dirk's a sword. And felines not like Satan. Satan bad, catgirls good." She nodded, putting extra emphasis on the statement. "I see!" exclaimed Latkes. "...Is he dead?" "Is who dead?"
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Jasper Riddle Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 2:12 pm
Latkes The Zed Zed’s Star Fighter, which had goon completely unnoticed in the Soulbounty’s hanger, hissed and whirred as it gave off smoky steam and the cockpit creaked open. From the opening emerged A blurry eyed young woman… Hold on a second, Isn’t Zed supposed to be a guy? “My Female RPG characters are always better, try not to think about it too much.” O…Kay..? Getting on with things, She gets out of her Star Fighter and pulls a recording device from her coat pocket. “Dear diary, I’m the last survivor of the ill-fated Space Titanic IX after it collided with a frozen comet just like all its predecessors. In hindsight, maybe the captain should have chosen a new course rather than the exact same path taken by all the other doomed ships. Meh. I’m on an unknown ship, don’t know how I got here. Don’t care so long as I can find some food.” Shuffling her feet, Zed started to wander about the Soulbounty aimlessly. Hopping to either find food or someone who could give her food. Latkes, who had never been good at Physics anyways, decided to defy their laws once again and bump into Zed. She solemnly handed Zed a pomegranate. …“A pomegranate” Zed was so ferociously hungry that she ate the obscure fruit without complaint. “Excuse me? I’m not eating this thing just like that. I’m at least going peal it open or something.” But… I’m your narrator; I’m supposed to narrate what you’re doping. “Well I’m not going to eat a pomegranate skin and all. I’m not that lazy.” But… Fine, But we’re going to have to come to some kind of agreement about this. “Fine, but it can wait until after I get this thing open and figure out at least what ship I’m on.”
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 2:12 pm
The man paused, as calculations raced through it's mechanical mind at nearly the speed of light.
........ Done.
Assailant identified as General Derilict Suienheimer von Necrowald.
Priority target.
RUN: Battle simulations.
Calculating 31% chance of victory in current state. Recommend transformation. Victory chance will increase to 86% in transformed state.
The man smirked again, and his body began to break apart, and reshape itself, pieces moving left to right, reversing, and so on. He made a funny sound that sounded like gears shifting, and the end result was him standing there, almost identical. Except for now, he was wearing different clothing, his mechanical parts had been replaced by human parts, and he held a ridiculously large hammer in his right hand.
"General Derilict Suienheimer von Necrowald! Your name is too long and dumb to allow for your survival. Prepare for annihilation."
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 2:13 pm
Jasper Riddle Latkes Jasper Riddle Latkes Jasper Riddle Latkes Latkes applauded as pieces of Satan's guns splattered all over the floor. "Yay!" She ran to collect the guts into a plastic container for later. You never knew when guts could come in handy, especially in space, where rations could sometimes be scarce. "So," she asked Jasper as she wiped her hands off with a towel, "what's with the Tailos-person?" "He's the Captain of the Soulbounty, and the defender of the Vorpal Dirk of Endless Felines." "Oh, felines like Satan. I see." Latkes stashed her towel away into a handy pocket. "Who is Dirk, though?" "A Dirk's a sword. And felines not like Satan. Satan bad, catgirls good." She nodded, putting extra emphasis on the statement. "I see!" exclaimed Latkes. "...Is he dead?" "Is who dead?" "That guy hanging from the ceiling." Latkes pointed up at the blue-faced bug-eyed corpse suspended from a noose attached to the ceiling. "'Cos he doesn't look very happy, and maybe we should take him down before anything bad happens to him."
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 2:14 pm
The Zed Latkes The Zed Zed’s Star Fighter, which had goon completely unnoticed in the Soulbounty’s hanger, hissed and whirred as it gave off smoky steam and the cockpit creaked open. From the opening emerged A blurry eyed young woman… Hold on a second, Isn’t Zed supposed to be a guy? “My Female RPG characters are always better, try not to think about it too much.” O…Kay..? Getting on with things, She gets out of her Star Fighter and pulls a recording device from her coat pocket. “Dear diary, I’m the last survivor of the ill-fated Space Titanic IX after it collided with a frozen comet just like all its predecessors. In hindsight, maybe the captain should have chosen a new course rather than the exact same path taken by all the other doomed ships. Meh. I’m on an unknown ship, don’t know how I got here. Don’t care so long as I can find some food.” Shuffling her feet, Zed started to wander about the Soulbounty aimlessly. Hopping to either find food or someone who could give her food. Latkes, who had never been good at Physics anyways, decided to defy their laws once again and bump into Zed. She solemnly handed Zed a pomegranate. …“A pomegranate” Zed was so ferociously hungry that she ate the obscure fruit without complaint. “Excuse me? I’m not eating this thing just like that. I’m at least going peal it open or something.” But… I’m your narrator; I’m supposed to narrate what you’re doping. “Well I’m not going to eat a pomegranate skin and all. I’m not that lazy.” But… Fine, But we’re going to have to come to some kind of agreement about this. “Fine, but it can wait until after I get this thing open and figure out at least what ship I’m on.” Latkes handed Zed a bag of cereal, hoping that it would help resolve the problem.
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Sui the foot doktor Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 2:15 pm
Buldozer The man paused, as calculations raced through it's mechanical mind at nearly the speed of light. ........ Done. Assailant identified as General Derilict Suienheimer von Necrowald. Priority target. RUN: Battle simulations. Calculating 31% chance of victory in current state. Recommend transformation. Victory chance will increase to 86% in transformed state. The man smirked again, and his body began to break apart, and reshape itself, pieces moving left to right, reversing, and so on. He made a funny sound that sounded like gears shifting, and the end result was him standing there, almost identical. Except for now, he was wearing different clothing, his mechanical parts had been replaced by human parts, and he held a ridiculously large hammer in his right hand. "General Derilict Suienheimer von Necrowald! Your name is too long and dumb to allow for your survival. Prepare for annihilation." "IF ONLY YOU WERE CORRECT IN NAMING ME, CYBOHUMAN. MY ANNIHILATION WILL NOT COME UNTIL YOU CAN DISCOVER MY TRUE NAME!" the General Derelict shouted, lengthening his vibrowanser. Suddenly, from his chest, several dozen arms, each with their own vibrowanser, unfolded. The vibroing would be deafening if the General could go deaf.
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 2:15 pm
Latkes Jasper Riddle Latkes Jasper Riddle Latkes "Oh, felines like Satan. I see." Latkes stashed her towel away into a handy pocket. "Who is Dirk, though?" "A Dirk's a sword. And felines not like Satan. Satan bad, catgirls good." She nodded, putting extra emphasis on the statement. "I see!" exclaimed Latkes. "...Is he dead?" "Is who dead?" "That guy hanging from the ceiling." Latkes pointed up at the blue-faced bug-eyed corpse suspended from a noose attached to the ceiling. "'Cos he doesn't look very happy, and maybe we should take him down before anything bad happens to him." Jasper blinked and stared. "Maybe he's just mostly dead."
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Jasper Riddle Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 2:16 pm
Buldozer The man paused, as calculations raced through it's mechanical mind at nearly the speed of light. ........ Done. Assailant identified as General Derilict Suienheimer von Necrowald. Priority target. RUN: Battle simulations. Calculating 31% chance of victory in current state. Recommend transformation. Victory chance will increase to 86% in transformed state. The man smirked again, and his body began to break apart, and reshape itself, pieces moving left to right, reversing, and so on. He made a funny sound that sounded like gears shifting, and the end result was him standing there, almost identical. Except for now, he was wearing different clothing, his mechanical parts had been replaced by human parts, and he held a ridiculously large hammer in his right hand. "General Derilict Suienheimer von Necrowald! Your name is too long and dumb to allow for your survival. Prepare for annihilation." Latkes, still defying the laws of physics, drifted in front of Dozer, wearing a different sort of boat than she had been wearing beforehand. She paused in front of Dozer. He looked like he might be able to answer her question. "Excuse me," she queried politely, "is this the way to St. Ives?"
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 2:19 pm
Jasper Riddle Latkes Jasper Riddle Latkes Jasper Riddle Latkes "Oh, felines like Satan. I see." Latkes stashed her towel away into a handy pocket. "Who is Dirk, though?" "A Dirk's a sword. And felines not like Satan. Satan bad, catgirls good." She nodded, putting extra emphasis on the statement. "I see!" exclaimed Latkes. "...Is he dead?" "Is who dead?" "That guy hanging from the ceiling." Latkes pointed up at the blue-faced bug-eyed corpse suspended from a noose attached to the ceiling. "'Cos he doesn't look very happy, and maybe we should take him down before anything bad happens to him." Jasper blinked and stared. "Maybe he's just mostly dead." "So he's a little bit alive? Cool!" Latkes pulled out a ladder from her pocket and propped it up against the ceiling. Then she walked up the ladder, fetched down the corpse, and brought it back down. Latkes fetched out a small hammer. "Let's test for reflexes!"
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 2:20 pm
He paused a moment, not suprised by the extra arms, but by the error he had made. Somewhere in his programming, he must have forgotten a one or something.
His head twitched a bit, and he chuckled. "Forgive me, General Derelict Suienheimer von Necroluster. My mind is a bit out of me today. Now, how about them annihilations?"
Being made fifty percent of machine, however, made Latkes and her physics failing invisible to him.
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