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by Sunset » Thu Jun 07, 2018 2:30 pm
by Monfrox » Thu Jun 07, 2018 5:43 pm
Xing wrote:Yeah but you also are the best at roleplay. (yay Space Core references) I'm pretty sure a four man tank crew is no problem for someone that had 27 different RP characters going at one time.
The Grey Wolf wrote:Froxy knows how to use a whip, I speak from experience.
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by Monfrox » Tue Jun 12, 2018 1:06 am
Xing wrote:Yeah but you also are the best at roleplay. (yay Space Core references) I'm pretty sure a four man tank crew is no problem for someone that had 27 different RP characters going at one time.
The Grey Wolf wrote:Froxy knows how to use a whip, I speak from experience.
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Official Communiqué Classification: Confidential To Ambassador Hendricks, greetings and salutations; |
Official Communiqué Classification: Confidential To whom it may concern, greetings; |
by New Dornalia » Fri Jun 15, 2018 9:14 pm
Sunset wrote:New Dornalia...
"The Sh'Dos? Oh, no," Stephen shook his head, over-emphasizing his answer with eyes closed and a wiggle to his shallow cheeks. "Absolutely not. Well, perhaps, but I do not think so. You see, the escape route I took from the collapse of my former business enterprise was of a silver color, while the other that crashed through your - what was it?"
"Kentucky Fried Panda."
"Yes - that's the one. No, it was purple, wasn't it? Silver and purple, world of difference, yes? A6A9AA versus D9017A. A continent apart. That and the silver capsule was properly equipped with a tanning light and some light reading, though it lacked a properly stocked bar and I - I! Doctor Stephen Ambrose! - was forced to subsist on nothing more than domestic single malt. Quite the poor service - I'll have to bring it up with the management, of course. But before you think otherwise," he pointed towards Mr. Gunderson, "I was not driving under the influence."
"In fact, I was being driven. I don't drive - Me? The thought of a proper gentleman driving himself anywhere," he gave a little snort. "No. To clarify, the capsule I escaped inside was not the capsule I arrived in. I'd expect..."
For the longest time - at least as far as the talkative old man were concerned - Doctor Ambrose went utterly silent, his jaw moving under his hand as he rubbed it back and forth across his chin. Then his finger was in the air and he leap to his feet, stalking back and forth in a tight oval as he stared at the ground, "Brilliant, Ms. Kournikova - absolutely brilliant! But only one way to prove it," he reached into the jacket's inner pocket and pulled out a communicator.
Zhang's Suits - Always the Best. Always.
Deftly he navigated the menu before holding the device up to his ear, "It's ringing - good. Now... Hello?"
There was a voice on the other end and for a moment everyone but everyone stared at him as he exchanged words with the unknown voice on the other end, "This is Stephen, yes. Just fine, thank you. No. I find myself in..." He covered the microphone and turned to the Detective, who mouthed the answer to him as he relayed it to the unseen party, "Dredrickstown, Obregon Major, New Dornalia. And I... Wait - you are? Already? How long? No... I should have expected it, really. Yes, I'll be there, but," he looked around the gathered audience, "We may perhaps require additional rooms. Yes, I'll see you there. Sharply, right. Goodbye..."
With a flourish he ended the call and slid the phone back into his pocket before turning to Detective Kournikova and drawing her to her feet, "The gods have once again smiled on me, it seems. That was Miss Seventeen, who was just this very hour released from custody and is already on her way here. Wheels within wheels; When she arrives, we shall be able to ascertain her role in the conspiracy by means of several key words implanted in her subconscious by methods I decline to discuss in front of a lady. If she too was taken advantage of - which I expect to be the case - then we will proceed post-haste to my former abode."
"There the answer will be simple to come by. If, as I suspect, the escape capsule is still in its former location then we will have indeed confirmed that the tropical island I found myself marooned on in the distant past - one million years ago - is now the same moon Minamoto where the treacherous Miss Nineteen lured me as part of whatever plot the Sh'Dos imagined for themselves! You see," he answered her incredulous look with a short explanation, "It is my suspicion that the escape capsule - silver, not purple - then remained on said island for the next million years until it found itself, by means of a loop in time, back in the proper place for me to use it to make my escape. Thus it will now be there again!"
"Which means," he turned on his heel and headed for the door with all the gravity of a great ship under steam, "We must depart! To the spaceport, where Miss Nineteen will be waiting for us within the hour!"
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"Well Captain Tanaka, it's been nice knowing you..."
As stated, a ship was at Kennedy Station to pick her up but as soon as she'd seen it all of the pep went out of her voice. Instead Trinya stared at it as they passed, and in particular at the name and registry number written across the side of her warp nacelles. 'She' was RDF-Dogana, an Equinox-Class Heavy Cruiser and possessed of a sleek yet lurking lethality from one end to the other. How the big ship had managed to beat his own to dock was a good question, but the Captain was given the immediate impression that any questions would instead be answered by his temporary guest.
Her pending execution wasn't even granted a temporary stay to enjoy the sights and sounds of the station. Instead a shuttle was dispatched from the cruiser to meet his ship at her berth and while the exotic wares of the Realm flowed out of one side, the Lieutenant was summoned to the other. The airlock opened and Captain Tanaka could swear he was looking at her double, though closer in age to his own than hers.
"Captain Tanaka?" Though there wasn't much of a question in the woman's tone. Clasping her hands behind her, she answered her own question with a nod, "Admiral Falk, Republic Defense Force. Thank you for returning my daughter to me. Trinya, if you have everything;" Any hint of warmth had been squeezed out of her expression; "There's a situation developing and we need to go. Now."
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by Sunset » Sat Jun 16, 2018 5:10 pm
by New Dornalia » Sat Jun 16, 2018 6:26 pm
Macisikan wrote:Ychan felt his mouthparts open slightly in surprise – he wasn’t sure if that was a natural response, or something he’d picked up from humans.
[slight surprise] “I… yes, of course you can name it,” he said after a moment of silence. [appreciative] “Bounty-of-the-river-junction is a lovely name – I am glad you like the device. It will take mere hours to constr… are you familiar with the concept of hours? [explanatory] We divide each rotation into twenty-four equal parts, which are hours; each part subdivides into sixty-sub parts which are minutes. Each sub-part divides into sixty sub-sub-parts, which are seconds,” a button was pushed somewhere and an old analogue clock was displayed, its second hand ticking around. “The little thin bar here; it moves once a second. The long thin bar will move once a minute. The short thick bar will take an hour to move between the big thick markings,” in the control room, Savin tried not to laugh as the Birrin explained the clock. Ychan fixed him with an eye and added “[wry amusement] It is a strange human thing; I know it is counterintuitive – they do everything else in bases of ten. They are an odd little people. Nice, but odd. [reflective] My people originally used a different timekeeping method, but that is lost to us here…” he trailed off for a brief moment.
[thoughtful, considering] “I suspect you will remain with us for a few more rotations of our time – that we may smooth the translation matrices-” Savin left the room at that “-and we will also need to give you some instruction. I believe that there will be important persons for you to meet; we here are first and foremost seekers-of-knowledge-” it was mostly true, even if some were unorthodox about it “-but they are leaders. There are different ways to talk, different things to say; it is complicated. And, of course, working out the best way for you to tell bounty-of-the-river-junction to move.”
Savin, meanwhile, was talking in the next room to one of the linguists; couldn’t they try to tidy up the translations? It wasn’t easy parsing what Aosh was saying – and he knew they were getting the reverse translations wrong.
Meanwhile, at the Diplomatic Habitat in Tichel, Ambassador Hendricks’s communicator beeped; an urgent message from the Throneworld.
(Image) Official CommuniquéClassification: Confidential
From: Office of the Vice-Minister, Vice-Ministry for External Affairs
To: Robert Hendricks, Ambassador of the Colonial Republic of Earth
Subject: Conveyance of MessageTo Ambassador Hendricks, greetings and salutations;
I am writing to you with regards to a request that the Imperial Federal Government has for the government of the Colonial Republic of Earth.
His Serene Majesty’s Imperial Federal Government formally requests that you pass the missive at Attachment A to the Government of the Republic of Sunset at your earliest convenience.
If the government of the Colonial Republic of New Earth is able to render assistance in this matter, we would be most appreciative.
Kind Regards,
A. Trivkaal
___________________________
Sir Ardri Trivkaal
His Serene Majesty's Vice-Minister
Ministry of External and Security Affairs
Imperial Federal Government
Realm of the Federated Star Empire of Macisikan
(Image) Official CommuniquéClassification: Confidential
From: Office of the Vice-Minister, Vice-Ministry for External Affairs
To: The Foreign Minister, or equivalent such official, of the Republic of Sunset
Subject: RepatriationTo whom it may concern, greetings;
I am writing to you with regards to the repatriation of certain individuals to their home systems and worlds.
His Serene Majesty’s Imperial Federal Government recently came into the possession of debris that we presently understand resulted from a hyperspace accident. Among the debris were two capsules, one containing one Second Lieutenant Trinya Falk of the Republic of Sunset Sunset Exploration Command.
The other contained an individual of the Eiryuj race, named Aosh. His Serene Majesty’s Government, with the assistance of the Colonial Republic of New Earth, was able to repatriate 2nd Lt. Falk to the Republic. We are in possession of information that at least one other national of the Republic of Sunset has also been transported out of the Republic due to these capsules.
Given that the Republic has a dedicated exploration command, and given that the activities of these capsules have seemingly affected citizens of the Republic more so than any others, we have inferred that the Republic would be best placed to assist us in handling a delicate matter; we therefore formally request the assistance of the government of the Republic in repatriating Seri Aosh fides de Eiryuj to his homeworld.
We await your response.
Regards,
A. Trivkaal
___________________________
Sir Ardri Trivkaal
His Serene Majesty's Vice-Minister
Ministry of External and Security Affairs
Imperial Federal Government
Realm of the Federated Star Empire of Macisikan
To: Secretary of State Norton Simons, Dept. of State, Colonial Republic of Earth
From: Ambassador Robert Hendricks, Ambassador Extraordinary and Plenipotentiary to the Realm of the Federated Star Empire of Macisikan
CC: Amanda Simons, Secretary to the Secretary of State
Security Level: CONFIDENTIAL//STATEDEP//ORCON (Read: Secret IC)
Re: Message From the Realm for Sunset
Attachments: Original Message
Dear Secretary Simons:
Please be advised that I have been handed a message from the Realm of the Federated Star Empire of Macisikan, which contains a message to be forwarded to the Republic of Sunset with all due haste. It appears to be a situation involving one of their citizens inside the Realm. You will recall that our office already had arranged for the transport of one Sunset citizen back home to Sunset--it appears there is another citizen to be remanded back into the Republic's custody.
Please confirm the transmission of the message and its receipt by the Republic, per standard certification protocols. Thanks!
by Piethrixia » Sat Jun 16, 2018 6:31 pm
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by Sunset » Sun Jun 17, 2018 11:27 am
by Monfrox » Sun Jun 17, 2018 2:58 pm
Xing wrote:Yeah but you also are the best at roleplay. (yay Space Core references) I'm pretty sure a four man tank crew is no problem for someone that had 27 different RP characters going at one time.
The Grey Wolf wrote:Froxy knows how to use a whip, I speak from experience.
by Sunset » Sun Jun 17, 2018 6:16 pm
by Sunset » Sun Jun 17, 2018 9:42 pm
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