Hey guys, don't catch the flu. It sucks! - PSA from your friendly neighborhood Targaryen
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Our father's were evil men, all of us. They left the world worse than they found it. We're not going to do that, we're going to leave the world better than we found it - Daenerys Targaryen
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Time and space - time to be alone, space to move about - these may well become the great scarcities of tomorrow. - Edwin Way Teale
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Ever make a mistake so bad, that it hurts every time you just think of it? Ever wish you could go back in time and fix everything so you didn't hurt the one who matters most? Yeah, me too.
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Hail Hydra!
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Do not go gentle into that good night By: Dylan Thomas
Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right, Because their words had forked no lightning they Do not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay, Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight, And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way, Do not go gentle into that good night.
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay, Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
And you, my father, there on the sad height, Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray. Do not go gentle into that good night. Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Lizzy looked over at the guy who summoned fire. He was asking if she was one of them. The girl nodded shyly and a green glow appeared around her hands. With that, a skeleton wearing Roman Armor stood up next to her. Holding its Gladius in a defensive position. "I can summon the dead." She said softly before the skeleton disappeared into the ground.
Lizzy looked over at the guy who summoned fire. He was asking if she was one of them. The girl nodded shyly and a green glow appeared around her hands. With that, a skeleton wearing Roman Armor stood up next to her. Holding its Gladius in a defensive position. "I can summon the dead." She said softly before the skeleton disappeared into the ground.
The15thSpycrab said
Ok, I can agree with that point.Edit: For further information, do we have any kind of gravity-manipulation technology?Edit2: Wait, how are you connected to Schroe's ship? The two androids have ports to connect it directly to our brains, but humans wouldn't have something like that.
Her's is listed as being able to carry people. He's connected Via wireless. All he do is use the cameras.
The15thSpycrab said
I hate to criticize your storytelling, but I'm pretty sure that if you sent a planet destroyer nuke at an enemy closer than the moon, bad things will happen to the earth. Space battles hopefully take place much farther out.
Those are there for something like the neutralization of a crucial enemy planet. There is a purpose to the proximity of the battle, and keep in mind there are thousands of ships here. They probably cover a pretty massive area.
Also if you look at Star Wars, or Halo, or Star Trek. There have been space battles in very close proximity to the planets. Including scraping the Atmosphere. Bear with me, my friend. There is a method to the Ship-Breaking-Through-The-Freakin-Moon madness
"Alright Saber. Mission is a go. We have a Green Light from control to take off." He says as he climbs into Shroe's fighter. He takes his usual place of standing directly behind where Shroe was when she flew. He grabbed the handle and closed his eyes to calm himself. He was finally about to face the enemy that had slaughtered his parents and ravaged Pluto. The excitement from the idea of finally having his revenge was only matched by the sense of dread that the enemy was the abput to attack his home. He felt his heart race a little bit before he forced it to calm. The anticiption was getting to him. The deck of the ship shook slightly as they prepared to deploy.
Both fighters were lowered on platforms, passing through many layers of airlocks in the hull of the ship, each one running a diagnostic on the ships. Once they were all clear, the final layer of Hull opened up and the platform lowered through it. The clamps locking the ships in place released, now the pilots only needed to fire up the engines and they would be underway.
To the left of the ships, the expanse of the Earth, and the Haven Aliiance's orbiting forward command post sat as a reminder of everything that there was to defend. Bursts of Orange light escaped the atmosphere as Ships left Earth's surface to enter defense orbit. Even as the Dark Abyss fleet trained all of its weapons towards the moon. The fleet's reamining 14 fighters all launched and began orbiting a defense around the massive Accelerator Orbital Defense Cannons. Pricks of white light appeared behind the fleet, soon emerging into other Haven ships. Thousands of Destroyers, Frigates, and all varient of ships appeared for the defense of the Earth. Equalling out to roughly one sixteenth of the Haven Alliance's ships. Fighters deployed and raced past the Dark Abyss fleet, even as their respective fleets moved up with them. Sooon the entire nearby orbit was a massive glob of Haven ships. Waiting for the enemy. Then the enemy showed its hands as a Swarm of Thousands of fighters and destroyers ripped around the moon in a slingshot orbit. Soon followed by the massive fleet of Xien. Including a ship roughly 20 kilometers long, and twice that wide. Which simply rammed through the moon without suffering any damage. In the silence of space, lasers began to arc across the dark. Followed by missiles, as the cannon's readyed for their first shots at the bigger ships.
Jason, who was linked with Shroe's ship, set a waypoint on a destroyer to the right of the Xien fleet, moving fast to try to flank the Haven Alliance. "There is our target, we move with the firing of the Accelerator Cannons." He says, and no soon the massive cannons and ships supporting these massive weapons recoiled slightly as their metal slugs ripped out and flew towards the capital ships. Some making contact and ripping through the hulls of the capital ships, though only one went down, while some missed. Now was their hance to get in without being destroyed before the two feets clashed and the real destruction began.
Apok, if you wanna have Elodie be a last minute assignment to the team, or even a prisoner on the enemy ship that we are invading. Either way, feel free to put a post when you're ready!
ALSO; I would like to say that not every character has to be a combat role, like if you want to be a doctor on one of ships, or a cook, or something like that, go ahead!
Apok, if you wanna have Elodie be a last minute assignment to the team, or even a prisoner on the enemy ship that we are invading. Either way, feel free to put a post when you're ready!
ALSO; I would like to say that not every character has to be a combat role, like if you want to be a doctor on one of ships, or a cook, or something like that, go ahead!
Apokalipse said
I don’t know much about weapons, nor sci-fi weapons, so I made Elodie ignorant in that aspect, but I really like this RP and wish to join ^_^
Accepted, and the weapons are basically like normal guns but lasers.
[center][b][u]Do not go gentle into that good night
By: Dylan Thomas[/u][/b]
Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.[/center]
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