Author Topic: Haboring The Planet (Read 20329 times)

Ragnar the Red · « **Reply #175 on:** February 25, 2012, 12:16:35 PM »

The CCLOs stood back for a second, but the kinder one broke the ice and grabbed his shoulder. Several CCLOs, including the reluctant leader, followed his example.

K2 · « **Reply #176 on:** February 25, 2012, 12:49:59 PM »

Fiske shut his eyes, concentrating, and in a moment's notice, they were gone from the room. They reappeared, however, in the capital city, among it's hustle and bustle. Fiske sighed, a bit drained from the teleportation, but quickly caught himself and looked around the city, interested. It was the first time in quite awhile that he had been in the capital of a foreign land, as his business usually required him to remain at the K City.

Ragnar the Red · « **Reply #177 on:** February 25, 2012, 12:58:43 PM »

City buildings stretched up all around them as they appeared on in the city. The land was far less mountainous than the area they had come from. In the crowded place where they stood, dozens of people going about their business jumped back at the sight of the teleporters.

K2 · « **Reply #178 on:** February 25, 2012, 10:03:50 PM »

Fiske simply smiled and politely waved. Okay, so maybe the people around here weren't exactly big on magic, but, hey, what could you do? He had come here, after all, from a foreign land on a science mission, which turned into a diplomatic mission, which turned into a combat mission, which turned back into a diplomatic mission. He was not exactly the most normal guy around.

Ragnar the Red · « **Reply #179 on:** February 25, 2012, 11:01:18 PM »

"Velif district..." the CCLO said to himself. "Come on!"

K2 · « **Reply #180 on:** February 26, 2012, 02:01:22 PM »

"Right," Fiske replied, following behind the CCLO, ignoring the strange glances he got every once and awhile.

Ragnar the Red · « **Reply #181 on:** February 26, 2012, 07:55:24 PM »

The CCLO lead the way through the bustling city, until they came to a station. They flashed their badges, and then got onto a monorail-like vehicle.

K2 · « **Reply #182 on:** February 29, 2012, 06:41:58 PM »

Fiske had no idea where the fuck he was now. His mind was swirling with questions as the group walked through the capital city, past the bustling and hustling of people. It was a city. People were going to work, exchanging in conversation, and everything else that usually took place in a city. Nothing out of the ordinary was going on.

As they stepped into the dark, grimy station, Fiske could hear people inside. Getting past security, when they entered, Fiske was blown away by the pure beauty of the inside, in such contrast to the outside. The place was different than anything he'd seen before. The K Empire's architecture, after all, was no where near as... Colorful as what he saw here, and he liked it. As the group made their way into what seemed to be a gathering place of all sorts of individuals, he was amazed to realize that it was some sort of transportation facility.

Joining the group, stepping past the necessary check-points, Fiske stepped foot into the vehicle, after quite the walk through the station. He looked around, curious, to see the custom and precautions others were taking.

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Ragnar the Red · « **Reply #183 on:** March 01, 2012, 11:22:53 PM »

On the inside of the car there were no seat belts or anything to stop them from being flung across the car in the event of a crash it would seem, but Fiske would feel a slight difference when the doors closed. It wouldn't be enough for most to tell, but he had gotten heavier. An artificial gravity had been distributed over the interior of the vehicle, and it would stop any forces of the train's movement to affect the passengers as it speed off through a glass tunnel. The ride stayed at the same height the whole time, but the cit would not. In some places a block would be at ground level like where they had started off, and at the next it would have dropped fifty feet. The city had a much bigger underground system than a passer by might realize at first, but the underground system would become the ground level or the above ground level depending on which rout you took.

Quote from: Zakary Lux on February 29, 2012, 05:26:30 PM

On all the main government centers on the moons orbiting Helios began a rift, a hole, a crack in the ground. A fissure which spread and spread all along the roads, small, not very damaging but still very evident. Each section was wracked with a small earthquake and a sonic boom echoed across the cities.
On the outer wall of each building were cracks. They were not, however, normal cracks. No, indeed they began to take the form of numbers, many, long numbers etched and glowing with green energy. They were not simply normal numbers, no, they were coordinates.
Under them was etched a green A with an upside down triangle around it.

As the train came neared it's destination, the cracks formed in the courtyard below. The CCLO's rushed to the window, and one swore, "What in the name of Aser is that!"

K2 · « **Reply #184 on:** March 02, 2012, 05:09:30 PM »

"Not again," Fiske replied, sighing as he glanced up at the crack.

Beware Ye Who Enter Here · « **Reply #185 on:** March 03, 2012, 11:47:46 PM »

All of them would hear a voice talking to them. It came from nowhere and everywhere at the same time. It was not sinister but it was different, abnormal. It was soothing and simultaneously it was irritating, like an itch that can't be scratched. However, they would be the only ones who could hear it: it was all in their heads.
"Aaaah, hello there. Do not be alarmed, for I am a friend. There is about to be a revolution of the universal scale. The universe will soon be at war, for evil fight and take from the weak as the good attempt to defend them. Titans are about to clash and there will be no respite from the storm. One or another, good or evil, just or chaotic, there is no middle road. Helios has been attacked once and I have tried to defend it but I can not do everything by myself. In order for you to prosper, you must have allies... Follow the coordinates and you will find them."

Ragnar the Red · « **Reply #186 on:** March 04, 2012, 12:12:17 AM »

As Government officials would hear the voice enter their head and see the great A forming, they would immediately descend into a talking frenzy. Was it a trap set by some new enemy? Was it some kind attack by the makers of the plant or terrorists? Was it safe to go to the coordinates? Was there really no middle ground? Was the voice for the good, evil, just, or chaotic? When he said universal proportions, how much universe extended beyond the shadow? Was it a death world out there? Was it a simple world out there? Could the crew of the Stalburfugal be found again? What had happened to them? Were they a part of this new revolution? What was this new revolution? Why was it happening now? Why was it happening at all? And who was this being calling to war?

All knew the answer to the last question, but they kept the possibility to themselves, not admitting it to themselves even. The implications had to much gravitas to be said without certainty.

As the train came to a stop in the Tower of Executive Order, the CCLOs rushed out and plunged into the building. "Come on!" one said to Fiske urgently as they ascended into the building.

K2 · « **Reply #187 on:** March 10, 2012, 01:22:24 PM »

Fiske urgently followed them, a feeling of worry setting into his every bone.

Ragnar the Red · « **Reply #188 on:** March 10, 2012, 05:56:13 PM »

The lead CCLO reached a guard who wasn't letting him past. He simply held up his badge and said, "Mickael Evelans superior field officer in the Confederation Cenrtal Line Agencey. We have made contact with an alien diplomat and are bringing him here by direct order of Colonel Vvilzen."

The guard made no argument.

As they ran through the door, they would find a large room with several levels of bridges connecting many rooms and platforms. Men dressed in CCLO attire rushed around the room along with people dressed less formally, analysts of different sorts. A somewhat wider set man was walking around in suit like other CCLO's, but khaki coloured, somewhat more practical looking. As people ran to him he would quickly give them orders and send them running in another direction. As Evelans ran up to him, he would shout inquisitively, "Sir!"

Colonel Vvilzen would turn abruptly, then say calmly, though forcibly, "Ah, Agent Evelans. Have you brought me my alien contact?"

OOC: If you want to know what he looks like, think Glenn Morshower:
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K2 · « **Reply #189 on:** March 12, 2012, 05:00:56 PM »

OOC: 24 =D

"Fiske Tyris, sir," Fiske replied, offerring his hand to the colonel, "It's a pleasure, sir, though I wish it were under better circumstances. As you're well aware, I'm sure, one of my ships is already in the vicinity, offering aid."

Ragnar the Red · « **Reply #190 on:** March 12, 2012, 10:46:30 PM »

"Much appreciated young man, but I'm sure the best aid you can offer us right now is intelligence," the colonel said in his commanding military voice, shaking the hand back. "There's some men from the OIA who really want to speak with you if you'll come this way." As he started leading them across the busy room, he started to inquire, "My men told me you knew about Aser, or at least more than we seem to know. The A's showing up in our government districts and you showing up I'm guessing are a little more than a coincidence, am I right?"

K2 · « **Reply #191 on:** March 14, 2012, 03:22:16 PM »

"I'm not sure about the strange letters appearing," Fiske replied, "But yes, I am aware of the beings such as Aser that you speak of."

He followed the colonel, standing proudly as a diplomat of his empire. "I will be glad to provide you with all the intelligence you need. I've also come to negotiate trade with your people."

Ragnar the Red · « **Reply #192 on:** March 14, 2012, 05:29:30 PM »

"Good to know, and I'm sure we'll be happy to establish trade with your people, but unfortunately it's not my job to deal with foreign affairs. The OIA agents will help you with that." the colonel said. Turning to the left he said, "But all that can wait an extra few minutes. We've figured out where the coordinates lead, but it's outside the shadow." Walking up to a computerized screen, the colonel pointed at a map showing the point in relation to Helios. "Do you know where that could possibly be?"

K2 · « **Reply #193 on:** March 14, 2012, 05:30:27 PM »

"Coordinates of what?" Fiske asked, looking at the screen.

Ragnar the Red · « **Reply #194 on:** March 14, 2012, 06:30:36 PM »

"That's exactly what we want to know," the colonel answered.

OOC: The ones that appeared via Zak

K2 · « **Reply #195 on:** March 16, 2012, 08:36:31 PM »

OOC: Waiting for Zak.

Beware Ye Who Enter Here · « **Reply #196 on:** March 17, 2012, 06:17:31 PM »

The green A in the circle and the coordinates *Autobots roll out topic, Other* were displayed in front of them.

K2 · « **Reply #197 on:** March 20, 2012, 06:36:22 PM »

"It's," Fiske started, looking at the coordinates, "A hailing message of sorts. Someone is trying to reach you... Do you have any ships?"

Ragnar the Red · « **Reply #198 on:** March 20, 2012, 09:06:50 PM »

"Plenty," the colonel answered.

K2 · « **Reply #199 on:** March 20, 2012, 09:10:56 PM »

"Upload these coordinates to one, then," Fiske replied, "If you'd like, my own ship can accompany yours to these coordinates, in case it's some sort of trap."