Smiter19

Business in Space

Dalkalo sat in a corner of the Twilight Horizon. He sat on edge, twitching, at the sight of the door every time it opened. He would periodically plug and unplug a tube attached to his mask so that he could drink it. He had scanned everyone in the room, countless times. His anxiety rising nearly blowing the top of his skull off.

‘Are you real? Are you?’ He asked a man sitting across from him.
‘Of course I am,’ he replied lowly, ‘I am you.’

Dalkalo grabbed his head in agonizing pain before slamming it onto the table. He sighed deeply before fumbling with his drinking tube only to stop when he realized his PDA lit up. A new advertisement appeared, requesting a crew, but more importantly a Navigator. He twitched only a quick spasm before paying for his drink through his PDA.

Dalkalo shot to his feet and rushed out of the Twilight Horizon. Any chance to escape this anxiety and chance to leave the populated station, he would take. Over the past three months while he was stranded on the station, he made note of every side path available. He knew that taking the elevator to the hangar would be unpredictable and it was possible for him to get trapped inside with a group of people.

He shuttered at the thought, as he quickly moved through the darkness of the underworld making it to a maintenance stairwell. Ten flights up, he was at the corridor leading to the hangars. He checked his PDA, 'C-3'. Dalkalo saw too many people to count walking out of the C-3 Viewing Room. He slowed his pace as he heard, "welcome aboard."

He stopped at the door, his heart pounding in his chest, his breathing becoming noticeably louder as his suit slightly malfunctioned. Another person walked past him, that he turned his head to. He took a deep breath and following them in stopping in the threshold coughing violently.

His anxiety seemed to disappear as it was replaced with confidence. Only two people stood in the room, the Captain and someone else, along with the third person he had been following. He raised his hand in a form of greeting.

***After April's and Captain DeBakers Dialogue Exchange***

"KRRZRZKRZZZKR," Dalkalo's mask grinded out. He immediately stopped, punching his speaker which replied with a loud screech. He quickly removed a three pronged tool stabbing it into the speaker snapping it free from it's perch.

"My apologies, Captain," he said with a short bow to Captain DeBaker, "I am Dalkalo, Ace Navigator from the ISF University. I am a prior inhabitant of "ExoDaus Plageus," which explains my suit. I know I am a far more qualified Navigator on this station, than anyone else you may meet today."

He placed his arms behind his back, in a resting position, "I will not fail to impress you."

Business in Space

*Corrections Made*

Business in Space

Since my latest post hasn’t seen much action, I’m going to void it!

Business in Space

@Zora I do yes. This Idea of mine wasn’t really meant for me to be directly involved in with a character. Since I can’t be as active as needed for a character here.

Business in Space

Something quick, to get this rolling.

Business in Space

*VOIDED*VOIDED*VOIDED* *VOIDED*VOIDED*VOIDED*

“Captain,” an automated voice sounded to Captain DeBaker, “station scans show, that all crew members have arrived. They are currently awaiting further instruction.”

Captain DeBaker remained motionless as she seemed to have found her way to her quarters. Her expression was blank and her body swayed side to side slowly, methodically.

“Captain,” the automated voice came to life again, “I am reading unstable health signs. Might you see your way to the medbay?”

As the Freighter’s AI finished it’s questioning, DeBaker fell unconscious onto the floor. A red light appeared on the large monitor in her room. It portrayed the eye of the AI.

“Emergency SOS Activated,” the AI sounded, “all crew members, make your way to dock 5. Any leave you have accrued is now voided. Failure to respond will result your expulsion from the crew.”

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Dalkalo sat in a corner of the Twilight Horizon. He knew very little of his new captain, but in due time he would meet her. He sat on edge, twitching, at the sight of the door every time it opened. He would periodically plug and unplug a tube attached to his mask so that he could drink it. He had scanned everyone in the room, countless times. His anxiety rising nearly blowing the top of his skull off.

‘Where is the captain? Is she here already? The crew could be any of these people here,’ He regularly thought. There was a man that caught his attention more than once. He was definitely a giant, one hell of a mechanic. Except this guy had, “look at me, and I will punch your face in,” kind of look on his face. He fumbled with his drinking tube when his PDA activated red. He quickly noted that he could hear the same odd hum, but couldn’t see them when he turned his attention to what it was saying. Before focusing in, he let out a soft sigh noticing the giant wasn’t receiving the same message.

“Emergency SOS Activated,” his PDA announced, “all crew members, make your way to dock 5. Any leave you have accrued is now voided. Failure to respond will result your expulsion from the crew.”

Dalkalo shot to his feet. ‘An emergency?’ Without taking a second look, he tossed money on the table for his drink, and rushed out of the Twilight Horizon. He studied the station for the past three months when he was on break from the small end jobs he took up. He knew that taking the elevator to the freight yard would be unpredictable, and he was confident in his physical ability to make it to the freighter in half the time.

“Notice, report directly to the Captains Living Quarters,” his PDA blurted abruptly. ‘What!? How am I supposed to know where that is?’ He questioned himself as he bolted to the ship after reaching the freight yard. He rushed up the ramp and into the ships cargo hold.

“Navigator Dalkalo reporting in,” he said into his PDA, “where are the living quarters?” He said as his eyes landed on a corridor label marked Living Quarters. He rolled his eyes and thought he should have responded with nevermind.

Dalkalo stopped in the doorway as he saw Captain DeBakers body laying on the floor. ‘Uh-oh,’ he could only think to himself as he stared in awe.

*VOIDED*VOIDED*VOIDED* *VOIDED*VOIDED*VOIDED*

Business in Space

I will, “commandeer” DeBakers flesh suit so the purchase goes well. Expect it in the next hour or so. Have to take my little lady to get a covid test.

Table Top DnD

@Kuro Hey, it seems @POOHEAD189 already found us. Perhaps from the Mentions. Thanks for that! You’ve been of much needed help!

@POOHEAD189 I have GM’ed only one game of WHF and I can tell you, I mucked it up so bad haha it was a crew on a boat, that got attacked by a chaos pegasus, then nothing happened, until I gave one of the their characters four or five Handguns ^.^ we stopped once I realized how much I mucked it up.

Space Business Freighter (Casual Small Group)

Gotta bump this one. Starting to duct tape it together.

Business in Space

Yeah, that could work, given how this RP will work with the whole timeskip mechanic people being inactive for long periods of time might be a problem

@jorcool

I thought about that. The best part is, if everyone is online and active, we could go through a few weeks in a couple hours. People do what they need to do, talk to who they want, and when everything is complete or not, the timeskip occurs and we continue a week after we left off. I do know this isn’t a perfect world, but I wanted to make an RP where I could leave people to their own devices and pop in time to time to see what is going on, (because of my IRL job), and then be active through some of the more... hands on lengthy scenarios.