KiraVanhelsing

Silvermoon Pier Alliance: SPA.

The officer spoke evenly, "We have apprehended the last few wolves, but we weren't prepared for the clean-up."

Jax breathed out, "Honestly..neither were we. I was expecting a few wolves, not a bloody pack."

The officer laughed, "Well on behalf of the town, we appreciate the help from SPA."

Jax felt a warmth move over her, "Thank you. My sister and I are locals here so we are honored to come back and help where we can. As well as the rest of the team!"

After her final goodbyes with the doctors and the officers, she headed back towards the room to hear her father going on about his war triumphs eagerly, "Then I lifted up the hammer and brought it down to create this crack in the earth. It was like the power of Thor came over me.."

Jax barged in, copying him word for word, "And your mother couldn't resist! I love that story! So we are all good to go to the house if you guys are ready."

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After a slightly awkward drive to the house, where Jax fell asleep again on Morthos this time, they headed out towards the woods where they came to a small dilapidated cottage. It wasn't a large home but it was cozy and had an air of an old-world feel. Jax woke up after the car stopped and she sat up stretching slightly, "Oh...sorry. Told you. Travelling tuckers me out. DAD STOP WITH THE LOOK! WE ARE JUST FRIENDS."

She hopped out of the car, rolling her eyes as she looked over at mom, who came up to her slowly, "You really should consider him, Jax. You aren't getting any younger and we don't want to see you go back to the way you were after..you know."

Jax looked back at the group then to the ground, "I know. I will pick someone, eventually...I promise. Someone strong."

Jax's dad came up and slapped her on the shoulder, "Let's not think of that for now. Mom's planned something delicious for dinner."

Jax followed her parents inside looking over to Ophelia who looked like she was going to be sick. She let the boys go ahead of her and hung back giving her sister a look, "It's gonna be fine. All of us have your back she won't say anything while we are here. I promise.
Suddenly she heard laughter and headed into the house, looking around in abject horror, at the pictures staring her in the face. Ophelia's sad yet withdrawn expressions in small pink tutu's, beautiful dresses and recital awards on the mantel. Those were beautiful and right beside them were pictures of Jax with braces, Jax at fat camp, and the trophy Jax won for eating 22 corndogs at the fair. Her favorite picture was both her and her sister one Halloween as a princess and a cowgirl. Ophelia looked like she was on the verge of tears and Jax was laughing so hard that one of her cowhide vests was going to pop off. Jax spoke evenly, "I...I can't believe you still have these...treasured moments up for the world to see."

She looked over at Morthos with three different shades of red colouring her cheeks,"Um...so..welcome to the house!!!"

Intergalactic Space Adventurers- [ISA]

A set of worn black Converse All-stars hit the metal grate hard as a young man walked down through the market of Amradan, in the Maxos Galaxy. He carried a large sack on one of his shoulders, the obnoxious load moving past the crowds of vendors, and patron's from across the galaxy selling items from their homelands. He passed by a few prostitutes from Aquaria, who shouted at him to rustle their gills. He kept moving his yellow eyes focused ahead, barely darting past a few men arguing about which of the small fighting robots would take the win in front of them. A neon sign hovered a few feet ahead of him, he paused his "Tony-Treo's Pizza Hutz" hat tilting up so that he could read, "Rachet's Grotto." He smirked ever so slightly before walking forward, his grip loosening on the sack as he came up to the joint. A large black man with metal dreads and a goatee was walking towards the young man in tow with a young green-haired reptile man from Terrar. They were laughing at an inside joke, just outside the grotto. The young man tried to step around them but the green haired guy stepped back and the young man was knocked to the side, his sack falling to the ground, his voice was gruff and a little off, "HEY MAN! WATCH WHAT YOUR FREAKING DOING! Some of us have some work to do."

The young man picked up the bag as the large black man in dreads spoke up, "Yeah, being the colony's ditch bitch! Carrying Aderthal crystals to the ship are you."

The young man flipped him the bird then proceeded towards the docks where the large resource cruisers were at bay. He wasn't alone either. Many other young men with sacks were crowding the docks moving towards the headship. The young man rushed forward, getting into line so he could dump his load with the rest of the crystals on the Queen Anne's Batalia. When he finished he ran out, wiping his hands as he headed to one of the black-suited soldiers with a clipboard,"How many left?"

The soldier in charge eyed the young man with cold eyes beneath his black helmet,"Number?"

The young man grunted, "Two-Twenty-Eight."

The soldier, used his finger to scroll through the virtual page when another soldier came up, "Just checked the Eastern Port. No sign of smugglers."

The head soldier smirked, "Of course not. You think any smugglers would dare try to steal the Queen's crystals. Not even Cooper would have the balls..to take on our armada."

The young man itched at his neck, "So I can have my kredits then?"

The head soldier turned to the young man and backhanded him across the face. The young boy took a step back as the soldier growled, "Do not interrupt your superiors whilst they are talking. You are done for the day and I will be taking half your kredits you earned today for your insolence."

The young boys yellow eyes turned to the soldier, no rage or anger visible behind them, "I..I...I need those kredits..."

The man took a step forward and the young man stepped back, "Fine...fine..I'll take half. I am sorry for my in..sold ance."

The man shook his head, "Idiot...here..take your money and be on your way." He released the Kredits into the young man's hand and the young man smiled,"It was nice doing business with you."

The young man turned heading into the crowd. As he walked, he removed Tony-Treo's pizza hat, a cascade of teal green hair fell onto his shoulders. He unzipped his jacket, dropping it into one of the rogue garbage bags to expose a white crop top that hugged a pair of firm breasts and a gun holster holding two Beretta 92FS Inox "9mm Sword Cutlass'" which hugged her armpits lightly. She kept walking a young blue child with two antennas running up to hand her a worn black leather jacket with a skull and crossbones etched into the back. She slid it over her shoulders before pulling out a pair of sunglasses which she plugged over her yellow eyes. She rubbed the head of the little kid and gave him the kredits before she moved through the crowd into an alleyway. She found a ladder a few feet away and climbed up a building so she could arrive on the roof. She looked around quietly enjoying the quiet as she eyed the two moons over on the horizon. She took a few moments before she walked over the roof, moving over a few other rooftops before she came to an air grate, that was partly open, the wind sliding through it's partly open doorway. She took a step forward and slid down the air shaft, her shoulders and shoes hitting the edges of the metal as she moved towards the ground.

Suddenly the metal disappeared and she hit the dirt ground with a soft thud. She stood up, looking around at the real market of the city. The underground tunnels were well lit and covered in bright lanterns. Vendors with forbidden gold, weaponry and, even alien parts screamed and bartered right below the high streets of Amaran. Prostitutes of a lower status were half-naked and dancing around drunkards who weren't even hiding the fact they were jerking off. The girl walked forward, a smirk lifting one of her lips as she headed towards the port o thieves. She licked her lips, her smile widening as the S.S. Ranger stood in front of her, a black devil among the other cheap and overpriced cruisers hidden within the underground port/cave a few meters over and under the real docks. The black man with the dreads from earlier turned giving her a cheeky smirk, "Hey ditch bitch, we are almost loaded up."

The small little green guy came over and spoke evenly, "Fucking morons didn't even double check the zip cards on the boys. Our boys completed the switch without even a fucking problem."

The girl laughed and came to fist bump the man with the dreads, "That's because when you have your nose shoved so high up your own ass you can't smell when snakes enter the garden. Did the men get their rewards, Mac."

Mac, the black man, nodded, "Of course. Also the bonus you added."

The girl nodded, "Takashi, get the engine running and let's burn outta here."

Mac frowned, "Cooper...you didn't do it did you. What did Jerry say about smuggling! The less they know about the smuggler the better."

The girl walked up the grate into the ship, as Takashi, the little reptile dude, ran ahead of her down a hallway towards the cockpit. She turned giving a cocky grin, "Yeah but what's the point of fucking over the man when you don't get to shove it down their throat."

She stuck out her tongue before she turned back around into the depths of her ship.

A few seconds later the Ranger was up and leaving port, cloaks and shields hiding it as they came up behind a large freight ship carrying Amradan garbage towards open space. Just as they breached the planets airlock, the head soldier on the dock was called towards the beautiful cruiser with a shout. He ran forward as one of the soldiers lifted up one of the bags, "Sir, one of the men noticed a hole in one of the bags and opened it to find this."

He handed over a pamphlet for Tony-Treo's Pizza Hut, a note etched in green ink on the back,

"Here's a Free Pizza for the Aderthal crystals. It was a pleasure doing business with you. Ursa Cooper."

The general commanded the men to cut open the sacks, as granite like blue rocks fell to the steel floor, he let out one long angry scream of pure rage at the realization of his mistake, "GOD DAMN SMUGGLIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNGGGGGG BITTTTTTTTTTTTCCCCCCCCCCCCCHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Intergalactic Space Adventurers- [ISA]

LET'S DOOOOOO ITTTTTTTT!!!!!

Intergalactic Space Adventurers- [ISA]

Name: Ursa Cooper
Age: 24

Picture:

Hider

Homeworld: Mars

Homegalaxy:Milky Way

Skills: Ursa is smart, well read, inventive and street savvy. She isn't a strong talker, but when she works out a plan or strategy it usually is foolproof. Aside from her personal traits, she has incredibly proficient aim when it comes to shooting. Whether it be a bow and arrow or a gun, she is a great shot. She also is an impeccable pilot who is very familiar with hyperspace lanes, hidden spaceports, and mapping out deep space.

Bio: Ursa was born on Mars in the small town of Clint under Maria and Edgar Cooper. Edgar was a Mecha-engineer for an intergalactic space agency called 'Brixton Weaponry.' Maria was a local nurse and med-tec. For a time they lived a usual life until Ursa turned seven and came home to find her parents gone, their clothes and close belongings missing as well. After a week of being alone, a neighbor came over and Ursa was put into the foster care system, moving to different planets until she was 14 where she ran away from her foster parents and snuck aboard a ship, hoping to get dropped off on a spaceport. She was caught though, by an old smuggler by the name of Jerry Wilkins. For the next couple years, she was taken on as a young apprentice/crewmate and learned how to smuggle, shoot and steal. Four years later Jerry gave one of his ships and a crew to Ursa and with that she took off becoming one of the largest smugglers in the underworld, smuggling millions of dollars, food, resources and people through the different planets all while escaping the authorities who have set a bounty for 10,000,000 kredits.

Personality: Awkward. Ursa talks way too often, usually as a means to get herself out of a jam. Whilst on her ship you wouldn't peg her as the captain but rather a deck hand or crew mate because she usually has her head stuck in a book. Most people undermine or underestimate her due to her look and quirky personality but she understands people very well and has a habit of saying what is exactly on her mind whether it be rude or ignorant. She also has her own life code. She doesn't like killing people or fighting, but she will if necessary, she also doesn't see anything wrong with smuggling and feels no regret for who she works for or what she does.

Weaponry:

Her Betty's

Ursa carries two beautiful Beretta's Specifically Beretta 92FS Inox "9mm Sword Cutlass". She mostly uses them for intimidation but if necessary she has introduced her girl's to a few unlucky people who dared to cross her or get in her way.

Other: She has a few homes on various space outposts and her number one ship is the S.S. Ranger named after the ship of her favorite pirate. Charles Vane.

Theme song: Theme Song

Silvermoon Pier Alliance: SPA.

Jax shook her head as Morthos reached over and shook her mother's hand after he chatted with her father,"I cannot believe this is happening."

She was just about to interrupt when Ophelia moved the curtain aside and came into the room. Jax braced herself watching patiently as Ophelia and her mother had their retort. She could immediately tell she would have to put on her big sister boots on tonight. Jax looked over at her dad who was staring daggers towards Roxas, before suggesting that they sign out of the doctor's office and go for dinner. She breathed out lightly, "I will go see what I can do with the doctors and give an official statement to the police, but if you guys start pulling shit with Ophelia or any member of my team, we will head back to the hotel understand!"

She ended her statement looking at her mom, but it was her dad who spoke, "Don't speak to us like that Jax. We are your parents and we deserve respect. That being said..we will try to behave if that young man can keep his hands to himself, right sweetie?"

He leaned over kissing his wife on the cheek, watching Ophelia's curtain angrily. Jax rolled her eyes before turning to Morthos, and pulling him aside, "Look I have to go deal with the cops and the doctors, if you keep my dad and mom busy so they don't kill Roxas and piss off Ophelia enough to run out of here screaming, I will owe you big."

She looked back at her parents before whispering in his ear, "Anything you want."

She gave him a small kiss on the cheek before heading out the door. Jax's dad walked over giving Morthos a big smile, "So how is my future son in law? Morthos is it? Some very interesting colouring you got there? I haven't come face to face with someone like you since 83. Met a guy named Griswald who was part demon part goat. He married a centaur named Angela. Do you remember Angela sweets?"

He saw her disdainful look and shrugged, "Angela came over with dirty hooves and the missus here hasn't forgiven her for it since." He paused looking Morthos over and clapping him on the back, "So...are we gonna get any grandkids soon! I really miss having little ones around."

Silvermoon Pier Alliance: SPA.

Jax sat quietly in the waiting room with a cup of hot coffee cupped in her hand. Part of her face, including her left eye was bandaged, stitching holding up the scar beneath it. Cosmetically she would never look the same, but luckily the eye was saved. She stared into the dark liquid thinking back to the last bit of the fight. Morthos protecting her from a wolf and declaring she was 'his.' Ophelia tearing the rest of the wolves a new one. She let out a sigh and sat up looking over at Morthos softly, not knowing what to say. She grimaced, taking a sip of the coffee before she placed it on the table before her, not liking what she had to do. She stood up and stretched slightly before turning back about to say something. She paused, shutting her eyes/eye and then spoke evenly, a slight bit of fear leaking into her words,"Look I appreciate you saving me Morthos and I care for you very very deeply okay... but...I don't belong to anyone. I'm not your girlfriend, you aren't mine and I am not yours. Got it."

She opened her eyes and changed her tone, "Look I don't want to fight with you or let our relationship overshadow what we did. I still like you. I want to have fun with you, but 'mine' is a little too close to the love boundary that I absolutely will not cross."

She walked back to pick up her coffee and downed the remains, a slight burn moving down her throat before she moved over to lean down in front of him, "However as said...Thank you for saving me, it was incredibly brave and very very sexy."

She leaned up and gave him a small kiss on the cheek before she stood up and crossed her arms looking up at the clock, "He should be up any time now I am thinking."

Suddenly a booming voice comes up behind Jax, "JAX? IS THAT YOU UNDER ALL THAT BLOOD!"

Jax turned to see her dad walking into the room with mom in tow. She walked over smiling, "Dad? Is that you under all that hair?"

He gave her a wide smile and tousled her hair before giving her a light hug. She then turned to mom and gave her a warm, but confident smile, "Mom. Looking absolutely gorgeous as usual."

Mom looked over her with a neutral expression, before giving a light smile, "Did you expect anything less?"

Jax rolled her eyes, but laughed, "Of course not. It's nice seeing you guys. Oh this is Morthos!"

She turned waving over to him, "He's my.."

Dad interrupted holding out his hand, "Your boyfriend! Oh, thank god we were really worried you would continue with that 'I will be single until I find the strongest man alive' charade you put up. Welcome to the FAMILY, SON!"

Jax blushed three tones of red, "DAD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! He is not my boyfriend. We are friends."

Dad blinked, whilst mom looked at Morthos evenly, "Oh okay Jax..whatever you say." He shook Morthos' hand, "Take care of my daughter."

Jax slapped her legs in frustration.

Looking for a SPACE dude! >.>

Sorry, @AllHollowsEve. I have been talking with Dusty and I think I am going to go with his character. I just think our characters will mesh well. If I start anything else though I will let you know!

Looking for a SPACE dude! >.>

Does my character want to sleep with a bald gross space lizard...Probably not...<.< Do you have a picture?

Looking for a SPACE dude! >.>

Greetings Earthlings,

A small group of friends and myself are looking for a fourth person to join in a space epic in a time far far away. We haven't decided on too many details in regards to the plot but we were thinking of perhaps being criminals brought together to fight an even more horrible foe. Yes...that is very similar to Guardians of the Galaxy, BUT!!!!!! we can change it up and plan our own adventures, character interactions, and galaxy. As said we don't have too many details put into place, but that is because we would like our fourth to have an equal input in what they wish the RP should be.

Aside from that, we were hoping that the fourth could be a mature male(over 18) who can guarantee at LEAST one post a day and can write fairly legibly. I am not looking for a grammar expert who can shit out 12 paragraphs like no tomorrow. We are just looking for a dude who can write fairly well and provides more than a three-sentence response to a 3 paragraph post. Super not judgey. I write like a 12-year-old. ALSO be aware young Jedi that my character, in particular, will be interested in having a romantic connection with this young space stud. Sue me for liking some romantic drama...I can't help it.

Anywho if you are interested and want to talk more about it pm me, and ask me some questions.

Silvermoon Pier Alliance: SPA.

Jax let a battle cry echo through the area, the blade of her scythe moving up and through a werewolf as blood spurted across the red-stained concrete. She pulled the scythe up and under her arm twisting it up and around her neck at the same time a werewolf was running at full speed towards her. She jumped up barrel rolling the scythe still moving in rotation around her neck so it would cut the beast's shoulder beneath her. She hit the ground at an angle grabbing her scythe as she prepared for the next barrage. She noted a slight resistance and turned to watch Ophelia battle the Alpha. Her eyes flared up as the imps began screeching and attacking outsiders that were preparing to interrupt her sister.

Her one eye was useless after the scratch but with the good one, she could see Ophelia was taking control of the fight. She watched as she finished off Edward and was about to shout out her excitement for her when suddenly something hit her from the side and she hit the ground hard her scythe flying to the left of her. She gasped, getting to her feet quickly as she stared down at a young wolf with bright yellow eyes. She clenched her fists, standing to her full height when the wolf ran at her. Her green eyes flared, the pentagrams on her hands glowing even brighter as three imps slammed into the wolf from the side. Jax let out a shallow breath, blood beginning to flow freely down her nose. She had to send the imps back soon or she would lose control of them and they would attack her team. She ran for her scythe, the werewolf that had just attacked her following her with increasing speed. She jumped forward over her scythe and then turned on the ground, hefting the rod end so the pointing tip would go up into the werewolf's belly. She looked up in terror as the jaws of the wolf snapped right above her before it sank down in death.

She let out a breath and kicked forward, the body of the wolf slipping off her point. She stood, looking over at Ophelia as she rubbed the blood away that was still running down her face. Their eyes connected and she gave her sister a weary nod and smile before she heard the scream of the female werewolf. She watched as Roxas' arm turned to flame, and then the female wolf herself was engorged. She could feel the resistance within the wolves grow weaker, many of them turning to run into the warehouse or change back into humans. Roxas was looking rough though. His back was torn to shreds and she could tell he was exhausted when he spoke to Ophelia. Suddenly he was on his knees and he hit the concrete harshly. Her eyes widened, and she ran over towards him, snatching up her jacket on her way. Ophelia reached him well before she did so Jax kept some distance. She walked over slowly handing her jacket to her sister so she could give it to Roxas as a pillow. She bent down to look at his back, ignoring her injuries completely, "Holy shit...his back. We have to get him to a hospital or he will bleed out."

She looked over towards Morthos, werewolves charging at him trying to break him so they could escape, "Morthos need's help with the rest, and I can't sustain the imps for much longer. We need to help him then get Roxas to the hospital."

She stood, resting her scythe on her shoulders, "Let's finish them. Kariana style?"

She looked over at her twin, her confident smile barely hindered by the heavy face wound, after Ophelia's response she ran towards the werewolves, the imps coming up behind her like a wave as she threw her scythe high up in the air. She went full speed jumping up to step on one of the imps then another as she dove forward into the air catching the scythe and falling into the werewolves head first, her body spinning as the blade came down in a flurry on them. She hit the ground hard and rolled forward the blade coming up to cut and slash at any werewolf still daring to fight. Blood was beginning to run down her ears now, but she ignored it, fighting so close to Morthos and his flame wall that the heat began to singe parts of her clothes. She hooked her scythe up and around the belly of a werewolf, her leg hooking underneath the rod as she fell forward, using her full body weight to throw the body into the flames.

She was breathing hard, preparing to stand up when she fell to her knees. She was at her limit with her magic. If she didn't put the imps back, she would lose control of them. She started the incantation, clenching her fists as she closed her eyes and leaned up onto her knees, a scream of exhaustion erupting from her lungs as she forced the swarm towards the glowing hole a few feet from her. The imps howled in pain and aggravation as they were almost yanked from their place back into the light of the pentagram. Jax lifted her arms, her glowing green eyes opened only lightly as the rest of the swarm was engulfed. Suddenly the light was gone and her arms fell forward to hit the ground, her teeth grinding together as she took a moment to feel the raw pain of her battling. The adrenaline was gone now. She was exhausted, and her body began to shake lightly as a werewolf came running at her. Her weary eye widened as she lifted up her scythe to defend herself, knowing that she wouldn't be quick enough. She prepared for impact, her body tensing as the wolf came closer.