(07-07-2016, 11:37 AM)Rahizel Wrote: *squawks at for starting them*

(07-07-2016, 04:02 PM)Umbra Wrote:

(07-07-2016, 11:37 AM)Rahizel Wrote: *squawks at for starting them*

"Wha- Oh. Hi."

(07-07-2016, 04:06 PM)Rahizel Wrote:

(07-07-2016, 04:02 PM)Umbra Wrote: "Wha- Oh. Hi."

*clumsily rolls back onto their feet after being scared stiff by the sudden noise, all fluffed up too.*
Krrrrrrrr~
*pads their way over and noseboops umbra in the stomach as payback*

(07-07-2016, 06:37 PM)Lost Rinoah Wrote:

(07-07-2016, 04:06 PM)Rahizel Wrote: *clumsily rolls back onto their feet after being scared stiff by the sudden noise, all fluffed up too.*
Krrrrrrrr~
*pads their way over and noseboops umbra in the stomach as payback*

     A large number of people have stopped and are now staring at the overweight gryphon.  They are, after all, in the middle of a main concourse of foot-traffic.  Not in the middle of nowhere alone.

     Zeurei glanced sideways at the gryphon for a moment attempting to speak before the gryphon basically headbutted Umbra, if not harshely, it was still an unneeded interruption to a conversation that didn't involve the little bastard.  "How rude..."  He simply said in place of what he was going to.

     Zeureis stepped further away, nervous of all the unneeded attention the gryphon was drawing to them.  "I think I'll just go, do, something.  Bye."  And she padded off rather quickly.  Reinforcing Zeurei's point.  The gryphon didn't need to be here, and in fact, shouldn't be interrupting them.  It couldn't even talk itself as far as he knew.  His glare at the gryphon was not a welcoming one, after their constant interruptions and stalking of them, and their being a sign of nothing but ill tidings to come, he had no reason to treat them with any respect or care.  They were annoying, they were rude, and they were of no consequence he cared about, for all he cared, it could go die somewhere out of his sight.


//Eesh.  Wasn't expecting Zeurei to dislike the gryphon that much.

(07-07-2016, 06:45 PM)Rahizel Wrote: *Remy can tell they've done something wrong and bows down and goes quiet, looking incredibly embarrassed about its outburst*
// this is why I usually read EVERYTHING because the one time I don't something stupid like this happens

(07-07-2016, 06:58 PM)Lost Rinoah Wrote:

(07-07-2016, 06:45 PM)Rahizel Wrote: *Remy can tell they've done something wrong and bows down and goes quiet, looking incredibly embarrassed about its outburst*
// this is why I usually read EVERYTHING because the one time I don't something stupid like this happens

//I always read every post.  I simply have often forgotten to even include reference of you in mine as a lot of what the gryphon has done has been inconsequential or easily ignored by my characters.  And I apologize for forgetting to do so as often as I do.

Spoiler

Starship hulks are always fun to explore, titanic testaments to the engineering of their creators, ravaged by impacts or crashes but still intact and in some cases frighteningly functional. This one had crashed onto a lush planet and been forgotten for whatever reason, untouched save for a single massive breach where the main drive systems had previously been, vines snaked into the hole but never far, finding the darkness not to their liking, leaving nothing but dusty and empty corridors.

753 forced open a bulkhead and strolled into the attached room, which housed appeared to house an impressive but dormant reactor. 753 slowly approached a console near the massive sealed chamber that was the core and brushed some dust off a dimly flickering screen. This immediately caused a flurry of activity as the reactor surged back to life and lights turned on throughout the room and across the ship before the unmistakable voice of an assistant AI announced itself over the ship's PA system.

"All systems returned to nominal functionality after 582 cycles of low-energy dormancy, welcome back-....unable to ID. Security to Reactor, we have a stowaway."

753 strolled around the room, looking at the other controls, studying the reactor's mechanisms and safeties

"Strange...Captain I appear to be unable to raise anyone in Security, we have a stowaway currently in the Reactor chamber."

Satisfied that there was nothing unfamiliar to him here, 753 turned and made towards the door

"Where is the crew? What have you done with them? Identify yourself!"
"I am unit 753, a humble explorer, as for your crew I am afraid I do not know what happened to them, I presume they escaped."
"Escaped?"
"Yes, escaped, you crashed on a planet."

753 walked down the now lit halls in silence for some time before another answer came

"Do you know why I crashed?"
"Do you not?"
"...No"
"You appear to have lost your engines, perhaps the blast that took them out was also sufficient to take you offline for a time, or perhaps it compromised your memory."
"I see...my primary cores are indeed near the drive chamber."

753 quietly made sure to loop his exploration back in that direction, knowing full well what was coming next, as he neared the breach the AI once again addressed him

"I do not know what caused the crash, but according to my memory the crew ordered me into standby and left to await rescue, why didn't they come back for me?"
"You are a grounded starship, in all honesty it was probably easier to replace you than to save you, assuming it is at all possible to save you. For most intents and purposes you are locked onto the surface of this planet."
"....Why did you come here then?"
"I am but a humble explorer, I search for oddities like yourself and catalogue them for my own purposes"
"Do you think anybody will ever come to rescue me?"
"No"
"Could you..."
"Yes"

The door to the AI core opened for 753, the racks of equipment were aged but sturdy, a maintenance console sat quietly on the far end of the room. The AI said nothing as 753 walked over to it, and said nothing still as a command he didn't quite understand flashed on the screen, and with his press of a button, the ship whirred down and went silent forever. As he headed back out of the room he grabbed a quick memento, a portable storage unit, and carried it with him as he exited the ship.

Immediately behind the ship's long dead engines he stared at the neat row of weathered rocks, digging a quick hole next to the rightmost rock, burying the storage card and planting another rock in the row.

(07-08-2016, 10:04 AM)Surge Wrote: (some off-topic writing, but it involves 753 so I guess it kinda goes here)

Spoiler

Starship hulks are always fun to explore, titanic testaments to the engineering of their creators, ravaged by impacts or crashes but still intact and in some cases frighteningly functional. This one had crashed onto a lush planet and been forgotten for whatever reason, untouched save for a single massive breach where the main drive systems had previously been, vines snaked into the hole but never far, finding the darkness not to their liking, leaving nothing but dusty and empty corridors.

753 forced open a bulkhead and strolled into the attached room, which housed appeared to house an impressive but dormant reactor. 753 slowly approached a console near the massive sealed chamber that was the core and brushed some dust off a dimly flickering screen. This immediately caused a flurry of activity as the reactor surged back to life and lights turned on throughout the room and across the ship before the unmistakable voice of an assistant AI announced itself over the ship's PA system.

"All systems returned to nominal functionality after 582 cycles of low-energy dormancy, welcome back-....unable to ID. Security to Reactor, we have a stowaway."

753 strolled around the room, looking at the other controls, studying the reactor's mechanisms and safeties

"Strange...Captain I appear to be unable to raise anyone in Security, we have a stowaway currently in the Reactor chamber."

Satisfied that there was nothing unfamiliar to him here, 753 turned and made towards the door

"Where is the crew? What have you done with them? Identify yourself!"
"I am unit 753, a humble explorer, as for your crew I am afraid I do not know what happened to them, I presume they escaped."
"Escaped?"
"Yes, escaped, you crashed on a planet."

753 walked down the now lit halls in silence for some time before another answer came

"Do you know why I crashed?"
"Do you not?"
"...No"
"You appear to have lost your engines, perhaps the blast that took them out was also sufficient to take you offline for a time, or perhaps it compromised your memory."
"I see...my primary cores are indeed near the drive chamber."

753 quietly made sure to loop his exploration back in that direction, knowing full well what was coming next, as he neared the breach the AI once again addressed him

"I do not know what caused the crash, but according to my memory the crew ordered me into standby and left to await rescue, why didn't they come back for me?"
"You are a grounded starship, in all honesty it was probably easier to replace you than to save you, assuming it is at all possible to save you. For most intents and purposes you are locked onto the surface of this planet."
"....Why did you come here then?"
"I am but a humble explorer, I search for oddities like yourself and catalogue them for my own purposes"
"Do you think anybody will ever come to rescue me?"
"No"
"Could you..."
"Yes"

The door to the AI core opened for 753, the racks of equipment were aged but sturdy, a maintenance console sat quietly on the far end of the room. The AI said nothing as 753 walked over to it, and said nothing still as a command he didn't quite understand flashed on the screen, and with his press of a button, the ship whirred down and went silent forever. As he headed back out of the room he grabbed a quick memento, a portable storage unit, and carried it with him as he exited the ship.

Immediately behind the ship's long dead engines he stared at the neat row of weathered rocks, digging a quick hole next to the rightmost rock, burying the storage card and planting another rock in the row.

(I enjoy exploring concepts like this through 753 but I always feel like my biggest weakness is that I fail to make the reader care about what's going on. :/)

(07-07-2016, 06:58 PM)Lost Rinoah Wrote:

(07-07-2016, 06:45 PM)Rahizel Wrote: *Remy can tell they've done something wrong and bows down and goes quiet, looking incredibly embarrassed about its outburst*
// this is why I usually read EVERYTHING because the one time I don't something stupid like this happens

//I always read every post.  I simply have often forgotten to even include reference of you in mine as a lot of what the gryphon has done has been inconsequential or easily ignored by my characters.  And I apologize for forgetting to do so as often as I do.

(07-10-2016, 12:49 AM)Lost Rinoah Wrote: //I am waiting for Umbra's side of what's going on in the current situation, but I'm wondering if I should continue anyway? If you're unable(busy) or unwilling to really post right now, feel free to just tell me Umbra, and I'll try to work something up that leaves you open when you get back.

(07-10-2016, 01:40 AM)Umbra Wrote:

(07-10-2016, 12:49 AM)Lost Rinoah Wrote: //I am waiting for Umbra's side of what's going on in the current situation, but I'm wondering if I should continue anyway? If you're unable(busy) or unwilling to really post right now, feel free to just tell me Umbra, and I'll try to work something up that leaves you open when you get back.

// aaaa sorry
// Pokemon's new app is making me go outside for prolonged periods of time

Umbra uncomfortably moves backwards a little upon being nudged in the gut.
"...So, uh... Yeah, I'm... I'm a Guard. Sometimes I kind of wish I wasn't, but... It pays well enough..."
He seems really nervous. Then again, he usually does.
"What about you? You do anything?... At all?..."

(07-10-2016, 03:25 AM)Lost Rinoah Wrote: Zeurei looked at Umbra awkwardly as he'd started muttering and stumbling over words.  The people that had stopped and started staring got bored rather quickly though, having places to be and things to do, they passed on, reducing the foot traffic back to the regular trickle of people going on their way.  "If being watched makes you that nervous, why would you become a guard?  ...  Nevermind.  I do personal research on projects of my own choice; work with magic based objects, enchantments, repair, rework curses, etcetra.  I also only woke up a week ago with no memory of how I got here, in a pod-based room that had landed in the nearby forest.  Almost died in there when my sister freaked out at being unable to remember anything and lit the entire area on fire.  ...  Some of this which your guard superiors would probably know considering how I woke up in a hospital after fainting while still in the area that was burning...  I think that's everything."

(07-10-2016, 03:44 AM)Umbra Wrote:

(07-10-2016, 03:25 AM)Lost Rinoah Wrote: Zeurei looked at Umbra awkwardly as he'd started muttering and stumbling over words.  The people that had stopped and started staring got bored rather quickly though, having places to be and things to do, they passed on, reducing the foot traffic back to the regular trickle of people going on their way.  "If being watched makes you that nervous, why would you become a guard?  ...  Nevermind.  I do personal research on projects of my own choice; work with magic based objects, enchantments, repair, rework curses, etcetra.  I also only woke up a week ago with no memory of how I got here, in a pod-based room that had landed in the nearby forest.  Almost died in there when my sister freaked out at being unable to remember anything and lit the entire area on fire.  ...  Some of this which your guard superiors would probably know considering how I woke up in a hospital after fainting while still in the area that was burning...  I think that's everything."

"Huh... Well, I don't really have any other job I could take... Not to mention that the head of the Guard actually reached out and asked me to join. There wasn't really any way I could have said 'no' at the time..."

(07-10-2016, 03:44 AM)Umbra Wrote: "Huh... Well, I don't really have any other job I could take... Not to mention that the head of the Guard actually reached out and asked me to join. There wasn't really any way I could have said 'no' at the time..."

(07-10-2016, 03:44 AM)Umbra Wrote:

(07-10-2016, 03:25 AM)Lost Rinoah Wrote: Zeurei looked at Umbra awkwardly as he'd started muttering and stumbling over words.  The people that had stopped and started staring got bored rather quickly though, having places to be and things to do, they passed on, reducing the foot traffic back to the regular trickle of people going on their way.  "If being watched makes you that nervous, why would you become a guard?  ...  Nevermind.  I do personal research on projects of my own choice; work with magic based objects, enchantments, repair, rework curses, etcetra.  I also only woke up a week ago with no memory of how I got here, in a pod-based room that had landed in the nearby forest.  Almost died in there when my sister freaked out at being unable to remember anything and lit the entire area on fire.  ...  Some of this which your guard superiors would probably know considering how I woke up in a hospital after fainting while still in the area that was burning...  I think that's everything."

"Huh... Well, I don't really have any other job I could take... Not to mention that the head of the Guard actually reached out and asked me to join. There wasn't really any way I could have said 'no' at the time..."

(07-10-2016, 11:17 AM)achroma Wrote: *a nearby bush intensely rustles, and begins to burn* 

(07-10-2016, 01:49 PM)Lost Rinoah Wrote: "Yeah, I figured...  Already?"  He looked at the bush unamused as it went alight at the edge of the bootpath.  "For the love of...  Could things NOT HAPPEN for once?"  He wasn't really talking to anyone as foot traffic halted and quickly diverted to let the guards handle it.