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Koneko
Posts : 29 Points : 34 Join date : 2013-05-21 Age : 30
| Subject: Re: A Tearful Transmission (Futuristic/Steampunk) Fri Jan 10, 2014 11:18 am | |
| Crew of Skywarden V. (Temporary)- Spoiler:
Velvet brushed against my paws as I trod lightly on moss-covered ground. Sweet untainted air filled my lungs with neither the feeling of heavy fumes or icy bitterness, and engulfed my body with sweet gentle kisses. Large, rich brown pillars loomed above me, reaching out to grasp the the beautiful green gems, only succeeding in brushing them with the very tips of their fingers. Cracks of light broke through in a golden stream from the heavens, forbidding humanity more than the pleasure of sight. The warmth of her fur was-
Ki-ARA sighed and slammed the old tome shut, almost in time for the airship's appropriate timing in regards to entering the atmosphere. Yes, after only a few days of travelling, Vallance had navigated the airship through a safe and swift route towards Xir'borin. The feline had occupied most of her time sprucing up the electronics in the medical vicinity, and during her spare time, had dug up some old hardback novels from the detective's quarters. The one she'd just slammed down was... definitely the type of book that he would have read during his more... private moments. Ki-ARA had started to suspect that this typical feature was definitely an associated with being a 'private' detective. Amused by her own bout of humour kicking in, she giggled and placed the book back onto his shelf. It didn't take her long to have a quick sniff around, and after she had finally managed to get bored of raiding through his clothes, amongst other things, she turned to the door and headed outside towards the helm.
She was about to speak-up, but was beaten to it by the echoing of an unfamiliar voice emanating from the nearby speakers. It was a neutral-toned voice, plagued by the hiss of a reptile. A cute hiss, at that. "Skywarden V. State your business here. We've got you in our scanner's range. The Admiralty doesn't usually make it this far out into our system." There was certainly enough use of sibilants to make it even more convincing that this female was of a reptilian nature. Ki-ARA shifted her eyes to the digital representation of the airship nearby, noticing that their stealth-drives were online. The Ryx'arians were known for their superior scouting technology and biomedical engineering feats. Their atmosphere-scanning capabilities did not come as a surprise to her. The feline shifted on her crimson paws and faced the captain of the ship, who seemed to be commandeering it rather nicely - as per usual.
((I'd like to note what your characters might have been doing, but I'll leave that up to you guys. Like I said before, I definitely want to keep god-modding to a minimum. Also, Dante, yes... Vallance has those books. And magazines. And... oh, jeez... look at that internet history... >:3 ))
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| | | Dante Admin
Posts : 105 Points : 164 Join date : 2011-01-04 Age : 29 Location : Wales
| Subject: Re: A Tearful Transmission (Futuristic/Steampunk) Mon Jan 13, 2014 1:43 am | |
| Vallance T. Flynn- Spoiler:
The detective had spent most of his time, as expected, commandeering the airship towards their destination. For three days, they had travelled safely to the temporary home planet of the Ryx'arians. He'd been there before, and had thoroughly enjoyed each of his visits, for they were an intelligent and open-minded race that didn't seem to mind the company of a human amidst their crowds. Their culture was fascinating to him, though it was a shame that their home planet was currently under... repair, to put it mildly. Abundant in forests, woodlands, mountains, lakes, oceans, plains of green... anything an animal would need to thrive, you'd find it there. And though their new planet was very similar, if not just as beautiful in its own way, it couldn't compare to the beauty of the original.
During his spare time, he'd been tending to his sidearms and modifying them slightly. He'd cleaned out the barrels, polished the brass, and altered his ammunition. Usually, the rounds he used were .45 standard colt rounds; though instead of the usual black-powder cartridge, he favoured the Etheris based rounds that he'd created himself. This gave his shots a blue flash, and added a light blue trace to his shots as they spun through the air; giving him access to see just how accurately he was shooting. The practical result? A smokeless shot, with a firepower rating that equalled a .44 magnum round. The length of his barrels, however, limited his maximum range. To counter this, he had modified the rounds to carry a greater distance and a greater accuracy over distance by altering the shape of the cartridge to have a sharper point and a slightly longer, thinner length; making them more aerodynamic and versatile. Of course, a slight alteration to the barrels catered to this "new" ammunition, and allowed his sidearms to actually fire them without any hindrances.
His expertise in the fields of science certainly helped him with this new invention, alongside some advice from a few books he'd collected and some valuable input from Ki-ARA regarding the Etheris issues he'd been having. However, this little endeavour had not allowed him any free time at all to converse with the "crew"; barring the smalltalk during meals, of course. After reassuring his position in the atmosphere, he swerved the airship to a halt and clarified his business there.
"Good afternoon. This is Private Detective Vallance T. Flynn of Admiralty: Law Enforcement Unit Alpha," he began, replying to the reptilian voice hissing through the brass speakers nearby. He flashed up a holographic interface on the panels in front, and then held up his identification. After being scanned, the interface illuminated a green light of confirmation. "Identification number 1302950114, requesting permission to dock at one of your trading ports. Also, under the authority of my investigation and rank, I'd like to invoke the right for trading permissions without a permit as a temporary measure. I'll be needing to refuel, repair and stock-up on essentials. I shouldn't be here any longer than a week, at most. I can offer any amount of assistance to the law enforcement units during my stay in order to compensate for the dock-space I'll be occupying."
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| | | Crow
Posts : 85 Points : 119 Join date : 2011-07-27 Age : 28 Location : Wales
| Subject: Re: A Tearful Transmission (Futuristic/Steampunk) Mon Jan 13, 2014 11:46 pm | |
| (This WAS discussed. I'm not god-modding here~ :3) Aeron Raynes- Spoiler:
During their journey he'd lived in that box of an office, curled up on the floor, or in the chair. Wherever he fell, really, only venturing to the outside for meals, or his self-imposed duties. While he was quietly grateful to the captain for his hospitality, he simply didn't need anything else, and was perfectly content in the quiet depths of the numbers and the lists and the stocks of the ship. He'd taken it upon himself to review the ledger, to keep himself from the mere possibility of boredom. It was his roaming that brought him to engineering. Since his arrival, he had wondered at the back of his mind, where the steam was; the ship was rather sterile, respectably so. He found it in droves, in that sauna of a deck. The gasses had formed a thin fog, and though his sharp eyes could see through it well enough, the heat gave him brief hesitation. He doubted very much that the phoenix that resided down here felt it at all, however, and it would surely be telling if he couldn't weather something that she could, and so he proceeded, ledger under arm.
When he heard the draconian kindness of the captain rear it's ugly head, he stopped, and listened. Ah, so that's his cover, then. Makes sense... And that was that. He would be off this tub, soon, and then he would be able to make his own way home, at his pleasurable leisure. Opening the book, he stood surrounded by steam and that beastly heat, and trailed his claw down to the more expensive of the tools, which he had come to take stock of. That mechanic girl had to be here somewhere, and surely, she could help. Else, what was the point of her? "Phoenix? Valkyrie?" he called out. "It's me. I've come to check up on some of the tools, like the... Uh, something called a Partitioner? Does that mean anything to you? There're few others here, if you'd only come out to look," He wandered curiously about, peering around corners. He found the partitioner when the steam began to clear, and stood, staring. The partitioner was ornate, and wooden, and there was a presumably naked phoenix behind it, judging from the clothes piled on the floor, and what he could see through the holes left by the ornate decor. He opened his mouth, but only a stammer came out, and he was pretty sure that he was blushing. "I, errr... Ahhhhh, um."
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| | | WhiteFox21
Posts : 15 Points : 24 Join date : 2011-12-07 Age : 27 Location : Pembrokeshire
| Subject: Re: A Tearful Transmission (Futuristic/Steampunk) Tue Jan 28, 2014 10:04 am | |
| Valkyrie Fonix- Spoiler:
As the days went on she spent most of her time actually doing her job for once, which required her to be in the engine room a lot as well as 'her' room for the time being where she watched the shields and other mechanics of the ship to make sure everything was in check. Over the days there was only one minor problem with the engine cooling system, but all was quickly sorted. Although she wished they had longer on the ship, where to reach her home would take longer. She knew it was selfish of her but she didn't really want to go back with the memories of her past clouding her mind as they drew near, but she knew they were already there, she could sense the nature and wonder of the planet already.
As she waited for them to reach the planet she had created many unique devices out of scraps, which scattered the floor, though there were not many. Working up a sweat from doing so much work the room often steamed up, like it was now as sweat and her body heat didn't mix well. As it built up she finally decided to change into her other clothes, which were more suited to this job, and the only clothes she had on her before the attack. As she began to sort herself the speaker sounded. Vallence! He sounded great again today, but what? He's a detective? Although it confused her slightly she accepted it happily, then changing behind a screen she had found.
Thinking to herself she heard a slight voice calling her, but as she was still daydreaming she suspected it to be Vallance. Maybe he needed something important, maybe he came to confess! No of course not, he's not that type of guy... But anyway she would slightly surprise him. She slid from behind the 'partitioner', wearing something more revealing* "Tada! Do you like, Valla-" To her shock it wasn't him, but that crow. Shock registered on her face and she blushed bright red as she tried to get her words out. "Wh... Whaaa... You! You! Whaa!!" She didn't know what to do, but slapped him instinctively, then running out of the room and onto deck.
(*ref 2 or something)
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| | | Koneko
Posts : 29 Points : 34 Join date : 2013-05-21 Age : 30
| Subject: Re: A Tearful Transmission (Futuristic/Steampunk) Tue Jan 28, 2014 11:03 am | |
| Geographical Information. BEWARE: INFORMATION SPAM!- Spoiler:
The smallest continent, Equisse, has many ecosystems within it, ranging from the only fungus forest in the world to the small inland sea that takes up over 1/3 of the continent. Feraena Forest is one of the four forests in the entire world, with it being the only fungus forest uncovered. Some of the vegetation in the forest can reach the height of the tallest trees in Garresch Rainforest in Gelbeterron (see further below). The next place of interest is the Plains of Irilkon. The vast thunder plains is nothing but stormy; the landscape being filled with metallic stalactites and rusted tors. Surprisingly, even though there are lightning strikes that go on for miles, there's rarely any rain in the plains. There are many settlements here, mostly of avian origin. At the heart of the plains is Levia, the capital of Equisse, being nicknamed 'The City of Lightning' because it is where most of the lightning from The Plains of Irilkon is transferred to, which is then used as a renewable source of energy.
The continent of Galacteo, the second smallest continent, holds the hazards of ice and freezing temperatures. Only the edges of Galacteo hold the urban lands, since the Icy Wastelands were very hostile, and remained uninhabitable since time began. Tales have been heard that the temperatures throughout the land goes below -100 F, leaving those that venture into the heart of the Icy Wastelands freezing in a matter of seconds. The only few that are able to withstand the temperatures of Galacteo are the People of the Ice. They alone are adapted to the harsh blizzards and are reputably called the 'True Ones'. The capital, which is set in the Icy Wastelands is Gelidaro, or the Blue Star of Galacteo to outsiders of the continent. Rumours have it that there is a mysterious creature that lives in the heart of the Icy Wasteland, which was the cause for the majestic sea-serpent to move away from the waters that split the two landmasses.
Taelvera is the fiery continent. It is home to the largest volcano in the world, one which is reputable for the many deaths that it possesses during the many descents of the fire pilgrims that mainly reside in the continent. Mortalio Mountain is the highest point in the world, reaching the same height of Mount Everest. The continent's name is derived from the massive caldera that takes up nearly the entire continent, the entire area marked out by the famous Infernus Halo. The only safe passage through the entire Halo, which is nothing but a massive ring of lava, is through the capital city, Flæris, on the east of the ring. Those that come from the port city of Liaut will either try and brave the perilous passage through the Halo, infested by the thousands of burning undead that take a hold on it, or travel several hundreds of miles around to get to the capital city. According to the book of mythos in the libraries of Flæris, there is a mysterious surprise at the heart of Mortalio Mountain that no one has yet to see.
The third largest continent, Aureanus, is the south pole of the world. It has a similar climate to Galacteo, but the temperature is warmer than its sister continent. It is always sunny, though the gentle winds that brush across the landscape makes the warm rays of the sun cold. With the sun constantly shining down, the landscape is constantly bright, making it hard for travelers to see what dangers would approach them. The creatures in Aureanus, notably the elusive White Halergeth (a large, white lizard that is a similar build to a Komodo Dragon), are several times more vicious than anything seen in Galacteo, making the trek more dangerous. The continent is has two ice shelfs, one nearly splitting the continent into two landmasses, are the main features of the continent. Glaciera is, though not as beautifully sculpted as the ice buildings in Gelidaro, a beautiful city to visit.
Out of the two largest continents, the landscape of Celbaron is expansive. The Celbarean Desert alone is the biggest area of nature in the entire world, taking up nearly 2/3 of the area of the continent itself. The desert itself is one of the hottest places on the entire world, second only to the caldera of Taelvera and the Infernus Halo. The unbearable rays of the sun and the lack of clouds are certain to leave people traveling the desert wanting to drink constantly. The nights, due to the lack of shelter, gets very cold, though not as cold as the two ice continents. Sandstorms are prevalent towards the heart of the desert and near one of the capitals of the continent, Salizærba. Amaroth Mountains has the second largest volcano in the world, the Volcano of Caern, and the Head of Celbaron is the smallest mountain range in the entire world. Malea is the city on the edge of the Land of the Malou, badlands that have heat extremes that makes the Celbarean look like a cold place. The only thing that stops the lands from being the hottest place is the clouds that frequently come from the mountains.
The final continent is Gelbeterron, its size overshadowing Celbaron by a fair margin, held the mountains, rolling plains and the massive forests. The Gateway to Gelbeterron is the largest mountain range in the world, over 5 times the size of the Head of Celbaron, though it is still smaller than the Celbarean Desert. Roads have been built for a thousand years so the Beacon of Hope and Galbeez are linked. However, during the times when the roads were made, several road builders made roads that led through the mountains, either leading to a longer road to either of the two cities, or to an inevitable death. All around Gelbeterron knows this about these mountains; if you are unprepared, and enter the Gateway, you will never reach the other side of it, leading to the hands of starvation or the hands of the hostile life forms that dwell inside. The other mountains that are in Gelbeterron are the amply named 'Werepyre' Mountains, where fiendish creatures of the night are able to rip a full grown man in their bare hands. Folia Forest and Jaeltreg Forest are forests that are home to deciduous and coniferous trees respectably. Garresch Rainforest is the only rainforest in the entire world, placed in between the Gateway and 'Werepyre' Mountains, where it continuously rains, save for the Beacon of Hope that is Terrubane. Silvæa is the other capital of Gelbeterron, which is at the heart of Jaeltreg Forest.
Gelbeterron, Celbaron and, to some extent, Galacteo and Aureanus is split up by the massive Aranth Ocean. The waters are more tropical than some of the other oceans, which makes the coastlines around it some attractive places for families to go and spend the day. Towards the heart of Aranth, Axehead Islands and Solitude Island is placed. Solitude Island is a place of absolute tranquility, no human ever marring the beauty that the island has, each tree placed in the ground to perfection. Axehead Islands, on the other hand, still has some beauty. The small group of islands are marred with the rumours of pirates inhabiting the islands being something that forces merchant ships to keep their eyes out onto the horizon. However, Axehead Islands and Solitude Island held beauty, both are haunted by the final group of islands, only known as the Unforgiven Islands. Once renowned for being the islands that was home to the famous blacksmith, Calelotte, and some of the finest craftsmanship that the world has seen. On the other hand, they were also the islands that led to his downfall. Once a lush green island, now only black ground and death reside on the island.
The second largest ocean in the world is Daergren Ocean, the ocean that links Galacteo, the north of Gelbeterron and the north of Taelvera. Due to the nature that the ocean being so close to the cold continent, the waters that makes up the ocean is icy cold, able to freeze someone to death within minutes of exposure. Not even the massive amounts of layers to keep a person's body warm is unable to keep that person alive. There is also the danger that there is various icebergs floating in the ocean that makes it too dangerous for sea faring folk to travel in, lest they want to crash into them. Each iceberg is unique in size and shape, decreasing the chance to meet an iceberg of the same size and shape in the ocean to zero. This is also the ocean that a few of the largest sea-serpents live, being able to survive the monster that lives in the deep. Rumours have it that a beast lives in the waters that run between the two landmasses that make up Galacteo.
The relationship between Kælgreth and Daergren Ocean is the same as the relationship between Galacteo and Aureanus. The only difference between the second largest ocean and the ocean that links Aureanus and the south of Celbaron and Eoqusse is that the temperature is halfway between Aranth Ocean and Daergren Ocean. The waters are crystal blue, able to see to the underwater mountains that are underneath the surface of the water. Rumours have it that there is an ancient city that resides in these mountains, but many explorers have found nothing when they tried various methods of looking at the bottom of those ridges.
Finally, the smallest of all the oceans and seas that links the continents together is Beloth Sea, commonly known as 'Aranth's little sister'. Linking Galacteo, Taelvera and Celbaron, the sea is in the similar temperature range to Kaelgreth Ocean, though it is more towards the warm temperatures of Aranth, since it is close to two of the hottest continents in the world. Despite being near Daergren and Aranth Ocean, there is no Drægars in Beloth. Instead, there is the Derapherons, or the 'three headed shark' as it is rumoured to look like. The creature is rarely seen by sailors and it is even rarer that there are any survivors from the ships that come across one. Various descriptions are used because the experience of meeting one is horrific to those that look upon it. Map!- Spoiler:
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| | | Koneko
Posts : 29 Points : 34 Join date : 2013-05-21 Age : 30
| Subject: Re: A Tearful Transmission (Futuristic/Steampunk) Tue May 27, 2014 5:44 am | |
| The Crew- Spoiler:
"Permission to land," the speaker echoed back at the detective. "Be sure to hand in your credentials to the harbormaster upon arrival. There's a space on the far side of Port 4103." there was a slight pause, and then, as if the person had accidentally left the microphone on, a sigh of relief. She cleared her throat, and then continued. "Oh, and welcome back... I think the local department is going to be very happy to see you again, detective." she mused, cutting off the feed soon after.
Soon enough, the airship was at Port 4103, and was clearly docked. There was an amber hue to the sunset-graced sky; and the two moons that orbited the planet were evident in upon the horizon. The first (and largest) shone a murky green, whilst the other shone down an ocean blue. In the air, they mixed and mangled, creating a purple'ish hue that lingered inconsistently as the clouds drifted by. It was a cold evening; a touch of frost glazing the leaves of nearby tress, and soft puffs of mist emanating from people's mouths as they breathed.
The ship, all in all, was in quite the state. The sudden mass-acceleration through space had caused the reactors to overheat, and had thus, limited the flight capability. Getting it to line neatly into the docks was a tough maneuver, but it was nothing that Vallance couldn't handle. There was, however, a sudden jerking as the ship came to a halt, causing the red-faced avian to come toppling down upon the phoenix...
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| | | Dante Admin
Posts : 105 Points : 164 Join date : 2011-01-04 Age : 29 Location : Wales
| Subject: Re: A Tearful Transmission (Futuristic/Steampunk) Tue May 27, 2014 6:07 am | |
| Vallance T. Flynn- Spoiler:
The detective rested at his desk as he waited for the reactors to cool down. He watched the computer screen flicker in front of him, which displayed the foremost of the core temperatures and current conditions of each individual section of the ship. Once they'd cooled down, his mind came to a rest. He feared that they might have caught fire... or worse. There was little anybody could do about it. Not even the phoenix he'd so happily allowed to tag along. It was just something that required a certain amount of patience. And at this stage in his journey from Blackdown, all of his patience had seemed to have left him.
It had been a long journey, and the whole scenario with getting the ship in line had been a difficult end to the day. After his own sigh of relief, he flicked a hand over the screen and swiped the security footage into play. A divided screen now displayed five or six views of security footage across the entirety of his ship. He looked closely upon noticing the motion of the two avians he'd taken aboard, and safely stowed away from the wrath of the Admiralty. It took him a moment to realise that they were, indeed, in the middle of something that looked quite... intimate. Knowing better of the phoenix, and almost nothing of the crow, he'd leaned forward and held a finger upon an on-screen button.
In the lower chambers of the ship, a speaker clicked on - audible enough for the pair to hear - and soon enough, the detective's voice was sprouting from the tinny audio-output. "Ahem..." he coughed, quite clearly and sternly. "If you'd please lay your hands - and the entirety of your body - off of my engineer, that would be very much appreciated. Now, remove yourself from ship and be off with you. I have no business with you, sir."
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| | | WhiteFox21
Posts : 15 Points : 24 Join date : 2011-12-07 Age : 27 Location : Pembrokeshire
| Subject: Re: A Tearful Transmission (Futuristic/Steampunk) Tue May 27, 2014 6:46 am | |
| Valkyrie Fonix - Spoiler:
As they landed she had stopped and gazed up at the familiar sky and the moons which harmonised in the sky. She remembered them when she was younger, always looking up at them. Waiting a moment for the landing she really felt the jerk being on the lower decks, and then suddenly she felt herself on the floor under the blushing crow. Looking up she went red with embarrassment and anger, but she also felt weak since well, she wasn't used to this kind of contact, so unknowing of what to do she tried to speak. "Do... Do you... um..."
Tearing up slightly she heard the Detective's voice coming to save her. Smiling at knowing he was helping her she found the strength to shove him off her and get up. Cleaning her self down she grabbed the nearby coat she had on earlier and huridly put it on, very embarrassed with what happened and what she was wearing. Taking a deep breath she headed up onto deck.
Smiling again slightly she reached the room where Vallance was. Holding the coat together, she was still blushing from the previous encounter. Slowly she walked over to him as he had finished the announcement and she guessed checking the ships condition. Once she reached him she hugged him from behind and closed her eyes. In her still weak voice she managed to speak "Th... Thank you. Without you. .. I don't know what he may have done to be... I am very grateful.."
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| | | Crow
Posts : 85 Points : 119 Join date : 2011-07-27 Age : 28 Location : Wales
| Subject: Re: A Tearful Transmission (Futuristic/Steampunk) Mon Jun 16, 2014 2:25 am | |
| Aeron Raynes
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As the half-crow did the pirate's work for them, and padded off of that sorry excuse for a ship, he found himself in the foulest of moods. He was alive though, at least... And for that, he did have some measure of gratitude, but only a little; they had needed him as much as he had needed them. It was a simple business transaction, and nothing more. And like good pirates, they had tossed him off as soon as it was concluded, as their deal had implied they would. But at least he was alive.
The docks stretched out to his left and right, but before him, there was only a mass of people. First, was the market, where a great scent cacophony triumphantly sounded through his nose, as if even the smell thought itself the greatest of all foods, as their sellers apparently did, but soon the market faded behind him, and there were only people. Wrapping his coat about himself, Raynes soon found himself funneled into a great crowd, one where everyone seemed the taller, the stronger, the more usual. They buffeted him from all sides, but every so often, they buffeted him forwards, as they lurched onwards to their destination. A sign rose up before him, one that read: 'Customs'.``
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