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Shion Uzuki (Rigely):
KOS-MOS: Lacrimosa Ephemerality
chaos:
MOMO:
Jr.:
Ziggy:
Juli Mizrahi:
Tony:
Captain Matthews:
Shelly:
Mary:
Miyuki:
Toshi:
Doctus:
Allen Rigely:
Albedo:

------- I will name more when I can think of them, if you want to be a character and you can't see them on the list, notify me.

White List

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Black List

Harmonizer - Reason: Not following the rules as dictated. Annoyance.

*Cuts Ribbon* IT IS OPEN!

I want to play chaos-kun!

arrow Deep Space, Battleground; Optional BGM: Who Are You? - Final Fantasy VII OST, Disc 1

To this day, it never ceased to amaze Vynn that the living Gnosis ships could actually burn. This day, therefore, was both amazing and satisfying at the same time, as he stood on the bridge of the Assault Star Cruiser Intrepid, watching half a dozen Gnosis-type ships burning beyond the transparisteel viewports of his ship.

It was a very careful trap that he and his ship's crew had laid out for this small convoy, utilizing a number of mines that he had dubbed "Ession mines." They were little more than a sensor system designed to detect hyperspace travel, married to an artificial gravity well generator to pull craft from hyperspace, a single-shot ion cannon to disable any electrical craft they pulled into realspace, and a miniature hypercomm to alert his ship when they had gone off.

The Intrepid had laid nearly two dozen of the mines within at least a dozen parsecs of the space that the Zilart liked to travel through, and then stationed itself at the center of the spider's web in order to rapidly respond to any signal.

The convoy they had ambushed had been relatively small; only a dozen or so ships, few of which were anything close to combat-worthy. Those had been taken care of almost immediately, allowing plenty of time for the star cruiser's gunners to pick crippling shots off on the remaining ships of the convoy.

And now they were down to a single ship left. Unlike the rest, the crew of this one seemed to want to talk.

"Are they still prattling on about surrender?" Vynn asked.

His second-in-command, a former Federation ship's captain named William Talsbeth, nodded, smiling knowingly. "They haven't shut up for five minutes. Your orders?"

There was a momentary pause as Vynn rubbed his chin thoughtfully, then looked back toward William. "Give me a channel to them."

The gruff military man turned and nodded to the communications technician, who entered a few commands, then nodded back to the two ship commanders.

"Attention, Zilart crew," Vynn said, switching to his offended officer tone. "It has come to my attention that you are offering your unconditional surrender to my vessel. Considering your situation, that is indeed the wisest move. In effect, you are asking me for mercy, to stay my hand and not slay the lot of you."

His face hardened, and this time the 'offended officer' tone and expression were not a ruse, but his true feelings coming through. "But before I respond yea or nay, I would like to remind you of the events ten years ago at Michtam. Your 'brother' Gnosis certainly had no inclination to stay their hands, to show mercy to her. I would like you to consider this as I likewise consider your offer in the next few minutes."

With a knife slice of his hand, the communications technician cut the channel. Vynn turned toward William, who regarded him with a slight sign of confusion. "You're truly going to consider their surrender?" the older man asked.

The ship captain smiled cruelly. "Of course not." He called over his shoulder, "Guns, I know you have your firing solutions. Eradicate those abominations."

Vynn then turned back to William, his smile growing, as the deck beneath their feet thrummed with the pulsing of the ship's heavy turbolasers. Green backwash illuminated the bridge as bolts of energy from all 100+ turbolasers zeroed in on the surrendering Zilart vessel.

(NOTE: this post is entirely dependent on the assumption that it is my battle you are approaching. if it's not, inform me via PM and i'll put down a new post. also, i may be changing my character's name at some point, since the one i'm using now is primarily associated with my Love Hina story)

arrow Deep Space Battleground; Optional BGM: Albedo - Xenosaga Episode I OST, Disc 2

Though he often tried to play the nonchalant officer routine, it never took long for Vynn to become much, much more interested in watching the Zilart die. He would have much, much prefered to watch the Intrepid's turbolasers core the living ships of the Gnosis themselves, but watching their inbred cousins burning at his extended hand was just as satisfying.

Crossing to the far end of the command walkway, he resisted the urge to press his face against the transparisteel viewport, but only just barely, and stood watching as the turbolasers repeatedly lashed out, slagging any metallic or assimilated parts of the Zilart ship and burning clearly through organic sections. He watched in utter delight as the rear of the ungainly craft actually caught fire, watching the flames burn their way toward the front of the craft, blackening the 'hull' of the ship and doubtlessly burning alive any crew caught in the afflicted area.

The mental image of the repulsive creatures spontaneously combusting and thrashing about in flames caused a grin to break out on his face, soon followed by laughter which could generously be described as insane. "Can you feel it, you bastards?" he uttered in between bouts of that creepy laughter. "Can you feel the pain of your flesh being seared before your very eyes, your very bones blackening, your organs liquefying? Can you feel the terror of being powerless to stop it? Now you have some taste of her pain!"

Throughout the tirade, if the bridge crew was at all disturbed by their captain's behavior, they made no indication of it. They merely continued to work at their stations, communicating regular reports to one another as if nothing out of the ordinary was occurring.

To them, this behavior was very much normal for Captain Nakakami. In fact, they'd be worried if he didn't do this every time. Almost none of the crew knew who this mysterious "her" he kept referring to was, but whoever it was, they had no doubt that she had been very important to him, and that whatever the Zilart, or the Gnosis, had done to her, that event had cost the captain his sanity whenever he was observing destruction applied to either of the two races.

While the captain was busy in his usual behavior, a junior officer approached William. "Commander, sensors report a ship approaching from our aft, Destroyer-size or better."

"A ship?" William asked. "An actual ship? Not another Zilart craft?"

"No, sir, an actual ship."

The second-in-command of the Intrepid nodded. "Very well. Send them a routine communication informing them we're in the process of mopping up a Zilart convoy, and warn them about the Ession mines we've seeded the area with. Recommend that they not attempt to enter hyperspace until they've cleared one hundred thousand kilometers from our current position."

"Right away, sir."

(EDIT: okay, i came up with a better name for my character. okay, so i used KOTOR 2's random name generator, but regardless. new name is Vynn Hano. edit on m'profile plz)