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The Promise : A Good Ship

"How melodramatic. I am not raping anyone. " Vitiate stated, or Jake, whomever he was. "Look, I just want the least amount of trouble with the least amount of blood shed." He again stated and then sighed. "I am wondering if I can mentally control the xenomorphs from here. I know I can take at least eight thousand of them and manipulate them as I do these soldiers."
 
Janus said:
"How melodramatic. I am not raping anyone. " Vitiate stated, or Jake, whomever he was. "Look, I just want the least amount of trouble with the least amount of blood shed." He again stated and then sighed. "I am wondering if I can mentally control the xenomorphs from here. I know I can take at least eight thousand of them and manipulate them as I do these soldiers."
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"Marvelous" I state as i return for the fifth time.
"So, that should be enough...."
I look at the rest.
"Gentlemen, it may look otherwise, but the person that is going to leave that room is me.
And if everything works as I hope it will, I am thinking-if you trust me enough- I can do wonders for ourr collective toughness and battleworthiness"
 
Sailor Midgard said:
"Marvelous" I state as i return for the fifth time.
"So, that should be enough...."
I look at the rest.
"Gentlemen, it may look otherwise, but the person that is going to leave that room is me.
And if everything works as I hope it will, I am thinking-if you trust me enough- I can do wonders for ourr collective toughness and battleworthiness"
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"If anyone wants to check the Throne room, no one's gone there yet. By the way, I'll check on you through the security systems and control the bugs that way."
 
"That's. . . not what I meant. I mean that I will. . . nevermind, just forget it." He commanded.
 
Janus said:
"How melodramatic. I am not raping anyone. " Vitiate stated, or Jake, whomever he was. "Look, I just want the least amount of trouble with the least amount of blood shed." He again stated and then sighed. "I am wondering if I can mentally control the xenomorphs from here. I know I can take at least eight thousand of them and manipulate them as I do these soldiers."
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"Hm, I had the same thought about trying to control the bugs, but then I'd have to fight the Queen for them, and who knows how old or powerful this one is".
 
Janus said:
"I don't know. Maybe we could combine our powers, what do you think?"
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I quickly moved to put the table of guns between us.

"Maybe, I suppose", I said. I know he wasn't Vitiate but still, he had the power, the appearance, and probably the memories. I couldn't help it if I felt fear from it.

'Bad touch, bad touch, stranger danger', Rang through my mind.
 
I sigh, frustrated with the argument and unwilling to continue it for the moment.

Not when I have no way to defend myself.

In the vein, I spend a while exploring the area, finding whatever useful materials I can. A lightsaber and a blaster are some of my first acquisitions, but I also find some spare armor which I quickly don, steal a bag of clips for future metal slinging, find some spare little ornaments that are soon turned into metalminds or otherwise crushed, melted in a microwave, and placed in vials of alcohol - the best for drinking flakes of metal - and more.

By the end of my looting spree, I find myself surprisingly well armed.

-Lightsaber
-Blaster Pistol
-Blaster Shotgun
-Imperial Officer Armor
-Iron Metalminds
-Gold Metalminds
-Several vials filled with Gold, Iron, Steel, Pewter, Tin, Bronze flakes.
-Bag
-Spare food
-Canteen

Thusly armed and prepared, I of course drink one of my vials and immediately begin storing 15% of my weight and 5% of my health. The sensation makes me feel a little woozy and uncomfortable, but I ignore it in favor of looking for the controls to turn off the force field.

We are, after all, going to have to go out there sometime. I'd rather know where the controls are and how to turn them on and off now, so I don't have to go scrambling to find them later on, possibly when we're being invaded by aliens.
 
WarShipper said:
I sigh, frustrated with the argument and unwilling to continue it for the moment.

Not when I have no way to defend myself.

In the vein, I spend a while exploring the area, finding whatever useful materials I can. A lightsaber and a blaster are some of my first acquisitions, but I also find some spare armor which I quickly don, steal a bag of clips for future metal slinging, find some spare little ornaments that are soon turned into metalminds or otherwise crushed, melted in a microwave, and placed in vials of alcohol - the best for drinking flakes of metal - and more.

By the end of my looting spree, I find myself surprisingly well armed.

-Lightsaber
-Blaster Pistol
-Blaster Shotgun
-Imperial Officer Armor
-Iron Metalminds
-Gold Metalminds
-Several vials filled with Gold, Iron, Steel, Pewter, Tin, Bronze flakes.
-Bag
-Spare food
-Canteen

Thusly armed and prepared, I of course drink one of my vials and immediately begin storing 15% of my weight and 5% of my health. The sensation makes me feel a little woozy and uncomfortable, but I ignore it in favor of looking for the controls to turn off the force field.

We are, after all, going to have to go out there sometime. I'd rather know where the controls are and how to turn them on and off now, so I don't have to go scrambling to find them later on, possibly when we're being invaded by aliens.
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I look over at Tobias, and feel my jaw drop. Head swiveling back and forth between our respective piles, I can only think of one thing.

"Where in the everloving Fuck did you find all that?!"
 
Asterion said:
I look over at Tobias, and feel my jaw drop. Head swiveling back and forth between our respective piles, I can only think of one thing.

"Where in the everloving Fuck did you find all that?!"
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I shrug, starting to list things off.

"You found the weapons and armor, there was a golden bar thingy on the throne which I shaved a bit, and the rest came from the infirmary and the crew quarters."
 
While the otherx were looting(something I should do , too.. or ask nicely..i was ..absorbing boimass.
No, not eating after the first few morsels. That was far to slow.
I touched protein and absorbed it, assimilating it into my body and making reinforcements and changes as needed.
Some, I had to drop as being to complex just now or not having the necessary Dna samples.. but others..ah...others...
First was the toughening of my bone structure and the increased muscle density.
This had a dual effect, making me tougher and stronger then, the carapace.it was biological armor produced by my skin, multiple layers of dense spidersilk and chitin, flexible and hard. Not attached to my body, but very snug fitting.. and accomodating the ..ah..weaponery.
Hidden and etensible bone spurs , hard, ivory like bones.. potenital foot spikes, arm blades, claws.. hidden in secret compartments like cat claws.
For my poison delivery systems , i took both claws and a quil like thing in the knuckles that worked like Porcupine quills di BOT work.I was not to sure about it, but I figured it was worth a try.
I upgraded my eyes as well as i could, making tjem low-ligjtvision, telescopic and heat sensitive. The latter was a problem.I had to do it by getting an reddiah overlay.
After all, my brain was not really that flexible.
My blood became poisonous to all who tried to ingest it.Take a bite out of me, Xenomoroh, and die of neurotoxin.
Also, i modified my hormone and other glands.
I could now override pain, get an momentary speed boost and all...
My ears were parabolic now and more sensitive, my nose was better, my sense of balance cat like-as catlike as possible without whiskers.
My mouth had fangs and i strenghtened my jaw structure.With a grimace, i toughened the insides of my mouth so that a bite of xenomorph would not burn it...
Then I tried the stinger tail.
But , well, i had to practice that more, so i dropped it again.
I walked in front of a convenient mirror.
I was looking..strange.
My fave had taken a somewhat feeral aspect, with the pointed ears , the beast eyes and the retractable fangs .
I hsd grown to seven foot, muscles under tne segmented bio armor taut and hard.
Strangely, perhaps subconsciously, i had retained very female proportions.
Excpt for my claws, most of my weapons were not visible.
I blew my self a kiss and strutted out, pale body clad in shimmering black chitin and bone.
Short hair, of course, long hair is a liabillity in a fight.
"What do you think guys"
 
Yawning, I watch the 4 before me. Xenomorphs, what's the big deal? I could explore, but those two rival dudes had that covered. Oh well, since they've all gotten ready in their own ways, time for some action.

"I'll check out the throne I guess. Don't worry if you can't control the bugs though," I raise my voice. "Give me a weapon or two and I'll be fine"
 
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TadahasSmylex said:
Yawning, I watch the 4 before me. Xenomorphs, what's the big deal? I could explore, but those two rival dudes had that covered. Oh well, since they've all gotten ready in their own ways, time for some action.

"I'll check out the throne I guess. Don't worry if you can't control the bugs though," I raise my voice. "Give me a weapon or two and I'll be fine"
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I quickly grab a pistol and the yellow lightsaber, tossing them to him in an underhand motion, before turning back to the table.

"Rifle, Shotgun, or the Sniper", I ask.
 
Suddenly, in the throne room, Jake screamed a roaring scream so loud that it seemed like a death scream. The men he ordered mindlessly patrolled the force field protected areas and searched for any of the so called aliens without paying attention.
 
Sailor Midgard said:
I walked in front of a convenient mirror.
I was looking..strange.
My fave had taken a somewhat feeral aspect, with the pointed ears , the beast eyes and the retractable fangs .
I hsd grown to seven foot, muscles under tne segmented bio armor taut and hard.
Strangely, perhaps subconsciously, i had retained very female proportions.
Excpt for my claws, most of my weapons were not visible.
I blew my self a kiss and strutted out, pale body clad in shimmering black chitin and bone.
Short hair, of course, long hair is a liabillity in a fight.
"What do you think guys"
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"JESUS WHAT THE FUCK"
Janus said:
Suddenly, in the throne room, Jake screamed a roaring scream so loud that it seemed like a death scream. The men he ordered mindlessly patrolled the force field protected areas and searched for any of the so called aliens without paying attention.
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"HOLY FUCK!"

I jumped, suddenly beset by a screaming insane man and a walking fucking monster, a handful of clips dropping into my hand as I buzzed with power and debated which person to kill.

Then I breathed deep. Okay, okay, I'm good. Nobody is attacking.
 
Asterion said:
I quickly grab a pistol and the yellow lightsaber, tossing them to him in an underhand motion, before turning back to the table.

"Rifle, Shotgun, or the Sniper", I ask.
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Catching the two weapons, I inspect them and notice they are mostly brand new.

"These are fine," I reply, twirling the deactivated saber in with my fingers. The pistol hanging on my belt withing quick reach. "Now how's this gonna work?"
 
WarShipper said:
"JESUS WHAT THE FUCK"
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I sigh.
"I said I might look a bit other after my preparations, but do I look that horrible?"
I mean, except for the claws and the ears, and the armor and the eyes...
Okay, I did look strange, but I had more aimed for exotic than grotesque.
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Suddenly, in the throne room, Jake screamed a roaring scream so loud that it seemed like a death scream. The men he ordered mindlessly patrolled the force field protected areas and searched for any of the so called aliens without paying attention.
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"WHAT IN THE NAME OF!" I roar.
WarShipper said:
"HOLY FUCK!"

I jumped, suddenly beset by a screaming insane man and a walking fucking monster, a handful of clips dropping into my hand as I buzzed with power and debated which person to kill.

Then I breathed deep. Okay, okay, I'm good. Nobody is attacking.
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Okay , i slowly rise from the crouch and sigh.
Wouldn't it be great if my own people got me before i even saw a xeno?
 
Jacob was found on the throne of the audience chamber, aka the Throne Room, unconscious. The security camera could be seen facing the Throne, on which Jake was sitting. The aliens were indeed controlled, but the Queen was furious. . . she was screaming throughout the a lower deck of The Promise, with her echoes carrying themselves through security monitor, into the Emperor's mind. For a moment he seemed to twitch, and then he rose from the Throne. He looked towards the alchemist, and he hissed. He was one of THEM.
 
Janus said:
Jacob was found on the throne of the audience chamber, aka the Throne Room, unconscious. The security camera could be seen facing the Throne, on which Jake was sitting. The aliens were indeed controlled, but the Queen was furious. . . she was screaming throughout the a lower deck of The Promise, with her echoes carrying themselves through security monitor, into the Emperor's mind. For a moment he seemed to twitch, and then he rose from the Throne. He looked towards the alchemist, and he hissed. He was one of THEM.
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"Oh, god damn it" I went into combat position, ready to shoot an bone quill off.
But waiting for the others reaction.
 
I pause, looking at the obviously insane... whatever the fuck he was supposed to be.

Then I frowned and flipped one of the metal chips I'd collected, letting it drop in front of me... before suddenly shooting forward. And as it shot forward with speed enough to kill, I flung another series of metal chips out and Pushed on them as well. All while I steadily increased my weight, popping a small bit into my mouth and immediately and separately Burning that.

Then I lifted the Blaster Shotgun and fired.

And then I sought to Push on any of the metal that might be on the crazed mind controller.

And then I remembered that I had Pewter, and started Burning it. Immediately I felt my body lighten and my sense of balance increase, suddenly aware that I was simply a dozen times... better than any normal human.
 
As the metal ships shred through Jacob's body, the Alien Mother Queen screamed at the top of her lungs through the entire lower deck. She began to tear through the bizarre creatures with her bare claws. The voice of Valkorion rang through the air in a creepy giggle.
 
WarShipper said:
I pause, looking at the obviously insane... whatever the fuck he was supposed to be.

Then I frowned and flipped one of the metal chips I'd collected, letting it drop in front of me... before suddenly shooting forward. And as it shot forward with speed enough to kill, I flung another series of metal chips out and Pushed on them as well. All while I steadily increased my weight, popping a small bit into my mouth and immediately and separately Burning that.

Then I lifted the Blaster Shotgun and fired.

And then I sought to Push on any of the metal that might be on the crazed mind controller.

And then I remembered that I had Pewter, and started Burning it. Immediately I felt my body lighten and my sense of balance increase, suddenly aware that I was simply a dozen times... better than any normal human.
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The word 'utter overkill' came to my mind, as I slowly and hopefully unthreateningly retreated from the mistborn refugee.
I was so not wanting to end up the mans next target....
 
I stare at the mass of person-shaped meat I'd just created. Then I drop the gun, a wheeze of breath escaping me. Then I glance at the screen, seeing the xenomorph queen ripping apart its' minions.

"STLIV!" I gibber, pointing at it, before wheezing again and correcting myself. "He's still alive! I didn't kill anybody! Everything is okay!" There's a desperate edge to my voice.
 
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I stare at the mass of person-shaped meat I'd just created. Then I drop the gun, a wheeze of breath escaping me. Then I glance at the screen, seeing the xenomorph queen ripping apart its' minions.

"STLIV!" I gibber, pointing at it, before wheezing again and correcting myself. "He's still alive! I didn't kill anybody! Everything is okay!" There's a desperate edge to my voice.
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"I doubt he will see it that way" i say shaking my head at the mess unfolding and being thankful queasiness is a bodily reflex...
 
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