Shattered Planes Archives (Seasons 4 & 5)
Milky Way Galaxy => Gyokoru => Topic started by: @Pokemon Master Red on May 17, 2011, 11:35:42 PM
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A small vessel containing about three green-skinned humanoid life forms flew by the planet, before slowing down and flying closer. A broadcast was sent to the planet below, intended for any government offices.
"Hello, there! We were just wondering...Do you accept immigrants to your empire? We've been looking a for a place to live, and yourplanet reminds us very much of the old home!"
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"Err..." the Xanacorian communications operators sort of sat and stared at the screen as the message was received. Immigrants? Like, humans from other planets? That was... alright, they guessed. After all, what was the worst that could happen?
"Uhh, yeah..." one of them radioed back, not even bothering to notify his superiors of something as minor as a few more people entering the planet. "Sure, we can take on immigrants. Just proceed to a docking bay, and we'll process you."
((Oooooh, this'll be interesting.))
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"Ah, thank you. Yes, many thanks!" they responded, their small ship landing at the docking bay, and the three getting out.
They were humanoid, but they were definately not human. Their skin was green, for all of them. They all also had black sclera(on humans this is the white part of the eye, just in case you dont know), and their legs had a extra joint. The first one had purple hair, his irises were crimson, and he wore what seemed to be a pretty casual dress, though it had many bright colors. The second's hair was black, or a very dark red if you noticed the way light shined off it. Her eyes were aqua, and she seemed the be wearing something more normal to other societies. The third, seeming to be the leader of the group, had dulled, dark gray hair, almost iron-colored, and his irises were majenta disks. He wore what would be considered a lab outfit in his own culture-not that it still existed-but to another would seem very strange, considering it was a bodysuit with a good few plates of what might be armor.
They walked forward, as if expecting someone. Which, to be fair, they were. They just didn't know who, exactly.
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"S-Sweet Sanae..." one of the docking bay controllers muttered, as these... these green... mutant... things started walking... No... crawling out of their ship. Disgusting... Sickening...
"EVIL!" He shouted, instantly deciding that, yes, these things must be evil incarnate. They were frickin' green, of all colors. Green was the color of evil.
"Evil, sir?" his coworker asked him, mildly confused. "Ugly as sin, maybe, but..."
"Reject them! Snipe them! Get rid of them!"
"Erk... Okay... But shouldn't we at least, you know... ask them who they-"
"They're green. GREEN. GREEEEEEEEEEEEEEN."
"Right, I'll just... yeah."
Inside the docking bay, a speaker crackled to life. "Identify yourselves, green and potentially-evil new arrivals."
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OOC:I dont know if you've read the application I made for the Zet or not, but well played. Well played indeed.
"Oh! That'd be us." The apparent leader said, walking forward a bit. If any of them were insulted by the intercom possibly suspecting they were evil, they certainly didn't show it. "Yes yes, I am S'dlanir, and these are my companians. My red-haired friend,"He said, gesturing to the very dark haired female, who bowed politely,"is called K'harrnic. And my good friend here,"This time gesturing towards the purple-haired person, who nodding his head respectfully,"is known to us as Bob. We are of the speci Zet. We hope to be productive members of society."