King Bandit

[1x1 Sporko and King Bandit] Star Hopper

The landing bay that they found themselves in was a far cry from the rusty and decaying interior of the ship depot they had just left. The walls and floors were covered in sterile white panels similar to the material on Sev's body. She hopped up from the co-pilot seat before Nessa had even landed the ship. "We'll have plenty of time to get this thing in working order", she said, "Just sit tight for a second". With that she darted towards the exit hatch, leaving Nessa and Ra to their own devices. The stairs of the ship clanked loudly enough to echo through the massive empty space they now occupied. Sev had only made it a couple of steps away from the ship when automated turrets dropped down from the panels on the ceiling. There was a turret located in each corner of the landing bay. These weren't your average run of the mill rattlers either. They were modded Elite grade mini-guns, guaranteed to shred anything within their line of site down to a molecular level. The guns followed Sev's ever single move. The android continued to walk forward for a few tense moments. She didn't seemed too concerned about the guns though. "Hands up", a deep and booming robotic voice ordered. The turrets began to spin and charge their shots. Sev did as she was told and held her hands up where they could be seen.
"State your business", the robotic voice boomed once again.
"I didn't realize this was how you treated old friends Myrn", Sev called out, "I like what you've done with the place by the way". Almost immediately the mini-guns deactivated and retracted back into the ceiling panels. A hatch slid open on the wall in front of Sev and a humanoid figure stepped through. They wore a jumpsuit splattered with numerous colors of paint, low top sneakers dotted with random flecks of paint as well, and a customized Elite helmet covered their face. Most importantly the figure was armed with what appeared to be some sort of home made rail gun. The figure approached Sev with the weapon pointed at about chest level before stopping a few feet away. "If it's really you, then show me your pistol", a young female voice spoke through the helmet's microphone. Sev took care to move as slowly as possible. Taking a shot from that rail gun at this range would more than likely be lethal. She kept one hand above her head and reached for her pistol with the other, careful not to place a finger on the trigger. Sev drew the pistol and held it out by the barrel so that the figure could clearly see the name engraved on it. A few moments pass before the figure inhales sharply. "It really is you", she said.
The makeshift rail gun clattered to the floor, followed by the Elite helmet revealing the young woman's tangled mess of orange dreadlocks adorned with wooden beads of almost every color. Her hair stopped just at the back of her neck, her skin was almost the same brown as Sev's and her eyes were the color of honey. Myrn sprinted across the landing area and threw herself into Sev's arms. By comparison the young woman looked tiny as she hung from the android's neck. "Wagwan Sev! It's been too long", Myrn exclaimed. Her voice was strained as if she was fighting back tears. "I was so worried about you. I thought I'd never see you again". Sev wrapped her arms around Myrn in return and gave her a loving peck on the forehead.
"I know, I know", Sev said, "I should've stayed in touch. I should've called or something. I'm sorry kiddo".
"That's okay because you're here now. I've got so many things to show you. I've even gotten a little taller too", Myrn rambled on," Hey, wait a second. What are you doing here? Weren't you supposed to be in hiding"?
"Yeah I was but someone needed my help and you remember what Amanzi used to say right", Sev asked.
"Hand over hand, you help who you can", the two of them recited in unison.
"So what's the situation? Are you in trouble or something? And what happened to your face", Myrn asked eyeballing the ship behind them.
"It's a long story kiddo. We'll fill you in once we get settled okay. Is my friend okay to crash here with us for a while? We just need a safe space while we figure some things out".
Myrn nodded her approval without any hesitation. Sev turned on her heels to face the ship and began waving towards the cockpit, motioning for Nessa to come down. "Just a heads up Myrn", Sev warned, "She's exotic so don't get weird or start probing her with questions and- You know, your typical Myrn stuff".
"Seven, I literally live on a rock in the middle of space with barely anyone to talk to. Oh, I'm gonna probe", Myrn shot back. The two of them exchanged witty banter and snide comments as they waited for Nessa and Ra to emerge.

[1x1 Sporko and King Bandit] Star Hopper

In an instant, a whirling vortex tore open before the ship and pulling it through. The sudden force of rocketing through the wormhole sent Sev crashing back into her seat. For a moment everything on the ship seemed to groan in agony, from the springs under Sev's seat to the floorboards and the decaying panels on the exterior. Sev could hear the engines roaring so fiercely that they began rattling around. If this heap of junk could manage to get them through this Sev would be shocked. All around them space and time folded in bursts of vibrant blues and greens as lightyears flew by in but a second. There were rumors and myths of the first pioneers to explore space with drive cores going insane from staring into the void of hyperspace. Sev never really put too much thought into urban myths. She was reminded once again how much she enjoyed space travel. The view was breathtaking, far more impressive than the dusty dunes and urban jungle she called home for so long.
The jump through hyperspace seemed to end almost as soon as it started. Within a few blinks, The Heavenly Body was floating in a completely new area. The pair found themselves surrounded by all manner of asteroid and space debris. Bits and pieces of ships that had fell victim to the asteroid field floated aimlessly as grim reminders of how much danger they were in. Upon exiting the wormhole the ship seemed to stall out for a bit. Every light on board the vessel including the console and all of it's holographic projections blinked out for only a moment and returned to normal. Sev exhaled a sigh of relief once again. Today just seemed like a series of near misses and close calls. It would all be over soon enough though. Only a few hundred meters in the distance she could make out the slightest anomaly. Among the the sea of asteroids and space debris was a asteroid a lot larger than the rest. There were the slightest indications of a structure along the surface of this particular rock. "Found you", Sev said aloud. She resumed running her hands along the console to re-establish power to the systems that she had rerouted earlier. "Take us up to that one right there", she called to Nessa, "We're gonna lay low here for awhile. It's safe I promise. Just let me do the talking once we get inside". As if on command, a set of bay doors began to slide apart on the large asteroid in front of them, revealing a chamber for them to land in.

Hagakure Hyperwire [Skull x King Bandit]

Rukia sat motionless in the passenger seat of the Impala, struggling to maintain her focus as the old man swatted and cursed at his faulty equipment. She was a middle aged woman, although she appeared slightly younger due to the genetic alterations that she's gone through. A master-crafted katana was propped against her shoulder. Her slender frame was wrapped in a series of over sized and baggy garments with all manner of vulgar patches. Her custom made sneakers were casually kicked up on the dashboard in front of her. Tatsuya usually chewed her out about that sort of thing but he seemed too preoccupied to care at the moment. Rukia couldn't help but wince with every strike Tatsuya dealt to the malfunctioning heater. The old man usually didn't distract Rukia when she was meditating but today he was in rare form. Probably because of the new recruits. Setsuna, the recruit that Rukia was responsible for, sat quietly in the back seat along with Issoji. The kid just barely squeaked by her combat readiness exam and figured she could work the beat. She'd probably be better off in data management or intelligence but hey, she'll figure that out soon enough.
The ronin continued to attempt her pre-work meditation, reciting her mantra in her mind. Still as the ocean, Strong as the mountain, The fury of fire.She'd repeat this and focus on her breathing until her train of thought was derailed once again by Tatsuya. The music he was blasting was old and lacked any of the drum and bass that Rukia typically liked. In fact some of the most heated arguments that her and Tatsuya would have were about music and who had the better taste. Her eyelids snapped open finally, revealing two honey colored eyes. She glanced to the left at Tatsuya with a look that could've killed. Rukia wasn't sure if she was just annoyed with the old man or if she was fiending for a smoke, which Tatsuya forbid in the car. Either way it was becoming increasingly difficult to focus on the task at hand. 'I knew I should've just driven to the job by myself', she thought.
"Hey old man", she spoke up finally, "We're on the clock right now. We can reminisce over drinks after we get the job done". Rukia wasn't known for her tact or mincing words. She was always very direct in both her speech and actions. Idle chit chat definitely wasn't something that she partook in when it was time to work. "If you wanna talk, why don't you brief the kids on The Skullfire Gang".
With that she turned in her seat to face Setsuna, who was nervously fiddling with her fingers. "Check your weapons, kiddo", she said, "Odds are you're gonna go through at least one clip if this shit goes sideways". As she turned around, she could just barely make out a look of fear and confusion on the young woman's face. A mischievous grin tugged at the side of Rukia's face as she attempted to resume her meditation.

[1x1 Sporko and King Bandit] Star Hopper

The image on the tiny projector looked familiar to Sev. She'd worked for the Council for most of her adult life. However she struggled to place a name with the figure displayed before her. Maybe her lapse in memory could be contributed to corruption in her data base or something technical. She made a mental note to investigate that once they had reached their destination. Nessa seemed visibly upset as she gazed longingly at the holographic image of her late husband. In an effort to comfort her, Sev gently placed a hand on the Star-Born's shoulder. "I'm sorry for your loss Ness", she said, "I know words can't really help with something like this but....I've lost someone very important to me as well. So I know a little about how painful it can be". Although Sev was a mostly artificial being, she was capable of feeling things such as loss and sadness. This was probably one of the first instances where she openly admitted to such a thing though. "But until we get your name cleared, I think the only thing that we have is each other. Well each other and your weird space rat thing". Sev gave the sleeping Ra an accusatory side eye before moving to the ship controls once again.She dusted off another portion of her side of the command console and made adjustments to engage the ship's particle shields. They weren't exactly in the best of shape but it was all they had to protect them from anything they encountered. With a few false starts, the particle shield projectors whirred to life.
Sev was satisfied with the amount of progress that they had made so far. That is until the radar in the center console began to beep. There were multiple Council dropships and carriers inbound. They must have been coming to help setup the lockdown. The dropships weren't much of a threat since those vessels aren't armed, they just carry soldiers to their destinations. The carriers on the other hand were a huge issue. Not only were these ships armed with weapons that could slice through most shields and hulls, but they carried at least a hundred fighter and interceptors ships at any given point. Sev and Nessa weren't exactly out of the woods yet, so to speak. Moving with a sense of urgency, Sev began making the preparations to jump to the next sector. Her nimble android fingers danced along the co-pilot console as if she'd been flying this ship her entire life. According to the data that she was receiving from the ship's drive core, they were only capable of making one jump before the drive core would need to be replaced. "You get what you pay for", Sev mumbled to herself as she entered a sequence of buttons and switches in order to reroute the energy of a few rudimentary systems into the drive core. Strands of her synthetic hair began to float and shift into awkward directions once she'd rerouted the artificial gravity. Ra's bag and the various luggage they'd manage to stuff into the cockpit had slowly begun to take flight. "Alright Ness", Sev said as she scanned over the ship's data on the display in front of her, "I need you to trust me again. Our drive core is only good enough to jump to the next system. I just gave us the power the we need to jump to the precise coordinates that I punched into the nav computer. But here's the thing, we're going to end up at the center of an asteroid field if I got the coordinates right. The worst case scenario is that you'll have to get us past a couple of rocks. Either way we can't stay here". Sev's eyes flickered as they darted frantically towards the blips that were appearing on the radar. If her mental assessment of the situation was correct they only had a few seconds before they'd be visible on the Council ship radars. However it wasn't the radar that she was concerned about, it was their weapon range. They needed to leave and they needed to leave quickly.

Six was saluted by a small unit of grunts wearing thick, plated armor with the same insignia as the one she donned on her stealth suit. The drop ship had landed smack in the middle of the mud filled street in front of the depot. Passersby were being pushed and shoved away from the immediate area as the Elites began setting up a parameter for further investigation. Civilians screamed and threw debris in protest. A stray spatter of mud flew off of a nearby Elite officer and speckled the side of Six's face. At this point she didn't care, she didn't have the energy to care. She just continued to press onward towards the side entrance to the dropship. "Lieutenant", she called to one of the more decorated members of her company. An Elite who's traditionally blue armor was marked with burn marks from past blaster fire, the plated shoulder armor was decorated with five stars and three stripes surrounding a solar system. This was the symbol of the Elite Council Guard. "Ma'am", the soldier stepped forward with a solute. "Have your men shut down the entire block", Six ordered, "I don't want anyone coming into this depot or leaving it. I also need the tech division to extract any useful information from the terminal in the lobby. And get forensics down here to clean this shit up and get bio-metric information on The Star Hopper. Understood"?
"Ma'am", the Elite lieutenant saluted Six once again before moving to begin delegating her orders on the spot. Six glanced over her shoulder to watch Feya. She seemed off now. Like something was amiss. Maybe she'd been hurt worse than Six had assumed. There was a medical team on standby. She could get the help that she needed if it was anything too bad. On the other hand, Six wasn't a biological being which meant that she needed someone who was specialized in androids and cybernetics. That someone was her creator and her mother. The bay doors to the dropship opened with a hiss and there she stood. A slender old woman with pale skin and fair features. Her eyes were a deep hazel, focused and unfeeling as if she was always calculating something in the back of her mind. Her grey and white hair was pulled back into a tight ponytail with the exception of a few curls that framed her face. She wore a long coat with very subtle black white and blue block shaped patterns. A patch on either of her shoulders identified this woman as the head of the Experimental Science Division. One of the Council's best kept secrets until a few years ago. The woman reached towards Six and placed a black gloved hand on the side of her face, whipping away the mud and other debris that had stained her face. With the exception of the pilot they were the only ones in the dropship at this point. "So, you've failed Six?", the woman asked flatly. Her simple question hurt the android's heart. Six could fill tears beginning to burn her eyes. "Yes ma'am", she said, "But I promise I'm working on finding them again. They can't be far".
"You'd better hope so, my love", Mother said coldly, "You know that I do not tolerate failure. Come, we must return to the lab for your..... Repairs". Mother gestured for Six to take a seat before signalling the pilot to take off.

[1x1 Sporko and King Bandit] Star Hopper

Six watched helplessly as the rust bucket that was Sev's escape vessel launched skyward. With a shriek of frustration she pressed herself against the nearest wall and slid down into a sitting position. There was no way that she could even hope to catch up with Sev, especially with the current state of her body. Moisture from the rain overhead began to gather along the floor and walls as Six sat, running simulations of how she could potentially disable Sev's ship. All of them either ended in failure or death. This wasn't how it was supposed to happen. The Council won't be pleased, more importantly her creator would be disappointed. "C-Command", Six stammered into the communicator installed on the wrist that was not destroyed, "Command come in. Scramble the interceptors. The target is a junker attempting to sk-". Her words were cut off by series of static followed by a voice. "Ma'am I'm afraid that the lock down is still in the process of being put into place. We don't have any available interceptors in our fleet currently". Six inhaled sharply as she prepared to hurl orders, insults and threats at whatever desk jockey recruit that was on the other end of her communicator when Feya came lumbering into her view. A brief scan informed the android that her partner had been severely damaged in battle. "Belay that last order, private", Six sighed, "I need medical evac on my position. Priority black". The recruit managed to mumble half of a confirmation before they ended the connection to carry out Six's commands.
With the slightest groan of effort Six pushed herself back onto her feet and sauntered up next to the hulking monstrosity that is Feya. "The hell happened to you", she asked as she surveyed the creature, "If The StarHopper did that then I definitely underestimated what we were up against". Six stood in contemplative silence as the rain continued to pelt and tangle her hair. In a way it almost gave her an even more authentic human look. She gave the junker ship a final look before turning to Feya and giving her a rough pat on the shoulder with her good hand. "Let's go. Our ride will be here soon. We have to get patched up and yelled at". The android continued to walk back towards the lobby. She could already here the drop ship engines in the distance.

The ship depot began to shrink as the Heavenly Body made it's ascent. In about a minute or so the entire city that Sev was beginning to consider home, was reduced to nothing more than a sandy silhouette. Another minute would pass before they broke through the planet's atmosphere. Somehow the duo had managed to stay alive. They were safe. At least for these fleeting moments. Sev watched from over Ness' shoulder as he piloted the ship. Their lives were literally in her hands at this point. From what she could observe Ness was actually quite skilled at flying. She watched as the Star-Born's hands and fingers moved with dexterity and precision across the ship's console. The tension that Sev had been holding onto since her fight with Six was finally beginning to leave her body. Maybe they weren't doomed to crash after all. After a few tense moments of flying, Sev reclined in her seat before propping her muddy boots up on the console. This is probably the most relaxed she'd been since she encountered her new friends. Sev's eyes fell upon the infinite expanse of space before them. Various stars and nebula painted a mosaic over the obsidian canvas. The android had almost forgotten how breathtaking the sights of space travel were. "I didn't hear anything important", she sighed, "But I do feel like I should come clean about a few things". Her vision was focused on the vastness of space in front of them. "Since we're in this thing together I think it's only fair that I'm honest with you, Ness. That android that stopped us in the lobby, that was my older sister. Her primary functions for the Council has always been interrogation and assassination. She was specifically built and designed for those things. Our five other sisters each had their own specialties as well. Anyways, I don't think you should worry about Six. She has a score to settle with me and only me. I know the things that she's done and he things that she's capable of doing. She's.....Ruthless. And it's not that I doubt your skills in combat or anything like that but I think that it would be in your best interest to leave her to me if she pops up again. Our goal is to keep you in one piece and Six will make that significantly more difficult for us". Sev paused for a moment and just listened to the ambient sounds of the ship. "I'm sorry that I kept that from you but it's not easy to tell your new friend that your big sister is a literal murder machine. In the future I'll try to be more transparent with things that will affect the both of us". Sev felt like she was finally starting to get the hang of this whole being social thing. The concept was becoming a little less foreign. Maybe having Ness around would be the practice that she needed.

Vampire the Masquerade Anybody?(FxF)

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Vampire the Masquerade Anybody?(FxF)

So I've been really craving a Vampire the Masquerade RP for a long time now. I'd like for it to be something dark, violent, and thought provoking. I'd really like to focus on character development too. As I've been tossing around the idea I think I'd like to play a Gangrel. I also have a few ideas for the setting and the plot. However, I'm open to exploring new ideas and just plotting in general. So yeah, if you're into this please feel free to pm me or whatever. Thanks!

[1x1 Sporko and King Bandit] Star Hopper

Blinding waves of pain ran through Six’s body causing her to thrash and writhe on the floor of the lobby. The bleeding from her shoulder was finally beginning to stop. Her right hand still sizzled with an electrical heat. She could smell the circuits and conduits burning. It was a sickening scent of ozone. Fragments of the down from her jacket gently floated their way to the floor around Six, surrounding her like perfect imitations of snowflakes. Six was unsure of exactly how much time had went by. She sat upright and she was disgusted with the sight of herself. Her mangled hand had been melted down to the black metal material that forms her skeleton. The outfit that she had grown attached to was splattered with her own blue synthetic blood. She was a mess. Shakily she made her way up to her feet, cursing Seven through gritted teeth. The heads-up display that was constantly within her vision was almost blinding her with the amount of notifications and damage reports. How could she let this happen? How could she let an inferior traitor like Seven win? Artificial tears streamed down Six’s face as she struggled through the immense pain and limped forward. She couldn’t let Sev get away. Not when she was so close to getting her revenge.

The Heavenly Body rumbled to life. Sev could feel the engines vibrating underneath her feet. They were that much closer to getting to safety. “Luckily we don’t need it to be fast”, Sev plopped herself down in the co-pilot seat next to Nessa, “We just need it to be functioning”. Sev immediately began punching in the coordinates for their next destination when Ra’s voice rang out in her mind again. She paused slightly before turning to Nessa, “I’m more weirded out than upset. Talking rats are cool and all but I don’t want him in my head”. The android made a small shooing motion towards Ra before she went back to typing coordinates. There was a slight chance that her calculations were off but not by that much. Sev ran a finger over the newly formed scar on her face as she checked and double checked the star charts.
Once she was sure that they had everything in order Sev began the process of lifting the landing gear. Her fingers ran along the console swiftly as she flipped switches and mashed buttons. The ship moaned into motion as the landing gear receded and the afterburners kept them afloat. “It’s all you kid”, Sev whispered as she entered the code to open the canopy of the depot. The canopy doors churned apart with the sound of metal on metal grinding echoing throughout the bay. A cacophony of metallic tapping filled the cockpit from the torrent of rain that was now pelting the ship. Getting up and through the clouds was all that was left. Sev watched Nessa closely, curious and slightly concerned about her piloting skills. Her eyes cast a lazy blue glow over the Star-Born’s body in the dimly lit confines of the Heavenly Body.

[1x1 Sporko and King Bandit] Star Hopper

“Yeah we’re fine”, Sev sighed as she helped Nessa walk. She eyed Ra suspiciously as they made their way across the catwalk to get to the ship’s entrance hatch. Sev was almost certain that there wasn’t a malfunction on her end, this time the creature spoke again but it’s words were in her mind. One would have assumed that Nessa would’ve mentioned this earlier. Although Sev was deeply disturbed and curious about this little secret, they were pressed for time and needed to go. There would be plenty of time for a Ra Q&A session while they were traveling. Sev punched in the general access code once they reached the entrance hatch. The door groaned into action as it folded itself and opened upward. “I hope you can fly this one better than you did the last one”, Sev joked as she ducked into the doorway, “I’m gonna go check the perimeter while you guys get us airborne”. The android dropped their allotted bags in the cramped corridor before squeezing her way through to the rest of the ship.
The interior was cramped to say the least. Sev had to duck in order to move freely or get through most doorways. Hopefully they got in the air soon. This vessel wasn’t designed for potential close combat encounters. The last thing Sev wanted was to have to fight off Six and that monster again. There wasn’t exactly a lot to explore. The cabin that they were supposed to be sharing was significantly smaller with only one cot to sleep on. There was a restroom tucked away in a corner. It was especially tiny with probably about eight feet of space total. Sev slipped inside and took a look at herself in the mirror. She knew Six had cut a bundle of her hair but she hadn’t had a chance to see the aftermath yet. Her hair used to come down to about the middle of her back, now it stopped just beyond her shoulders. There were spots where you could see where her hair had been burned or singed. “Not bad actually”, Sev flipped her hair in the mirror like a model for a moment. She indulged this fantasy for an instant before she continued on her way. The corridors themselves were hardly wide enough for Sev to get through alone. Walking side by side wasn’t going to be a thing on this ship. Some of the pipes that ran the length of the ship for internal support had either been welded or duct taped back together. Sev had been on rigs that were in way worse shape than this thing. She didn’t have a doubt in her mind that The Heavenly Body would hold up. Sev shuffled her way to the very back of the ship where the cargo hold was. The door hissed open and Sev entered with her pistol already drawn and charging. She did a quick scan of the large and empty room. It was easily the largest space on the ship. Florescent lights illuminated every nook and cranny of the empty bay. It was a bit of a relief. Sev had half expected another would be assassin or bounty hunter to charge at her.
She turned and hit the light switch before exiting through the sliding door. It only took a few seconds for her to shuffle back up to the cockpit area where she’d originally left Nessa and Ra. “How are the preparations going”, she asked.

[1x1 Sporko and King Bandit] Star Hopper

I think Six has had it for now. She's pretty banged up. Besides I've been brainstorming more stuff. Like different types of planets and events that can pop up. All for later though.