On the Frontier
Here’s the scene.
You arrive on the planet Kleomina, a largely unexplored and possibly dangerous... View more
Organizer:
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Adventure One
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Adventure One
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*click click clack vrrrm
‘Please provide an acceptable digital credit key or key code.’The auto say’s, in response to Apollos request.
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Apollo pulled out his outpost registry. “Good enough?”
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*click click click click clack vrrrm
‘Documentation out of date, please reference main station for renewal.’ -
Apollo angrily aimed a fist at the machine, a large blast of heat and light erupting from it onto the machine. “Is that documentation enough?!”
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Was that necessary?
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The now headless robot twitches for a second and then collapses to the floor into a pile of scrap metal.
A high pitched alarm sounds as a flashing wall light activates.Apollo hears a door crash open from behind him.
Looking, he see’s a human, matching him in height, with muscles tense as he holds the door that has now been embedded into the wall from impact. In his other hand, their seems to be a large firearm with four barrels at the business end.
With a furious look, the human stares at Apollo.“I don’t have… many rules.”
“But, if you recall, one of those few rules is,”
‘Don’t. Break. My. Stuff.’ -
Apollo threw the document on the human’s face, the certification smacking directly on it, covering his vision.
“Update your software, then we can decide what I break or not.”
(Apollo’s 7’2″ do you really match?)
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(Jeff’s an interstellar sub-bread of human, I purposefully left some information out of his character description.)
Jeff wipes the document off of his face, he looks at it inquisitively.
“First of all, you are aware that your in a hotel right, this outpost registry has no relevance here.”
He crumples the paper and drops it too the floor.
“I don’t know how up-to-date your software is, but this town has been abandoned for half a decade. There’s no one here but me to give high-hog about such documentation.”“And so far, all you’ve made me is very upset.”
“You either pay for the damages… or you GET OUT OF MY STATION!”
His face contorts to an ugly scowl once again… -
Apollo pointed to the exit.
“That is the most impressive technology here by far. As your ignorant kind tend to seek fortune and other selfish reasons, my appearance here is for a different reason a being like you could not hope to comprehend. If you really do wish to know I’d be more than happy to explain. The town is abandoned due to human attacks, and if all of our kind wage war on yours, you’ll have no choice but to crumble to your knees as you slowly burn like your pathetic robots.”
Jeff heard an explosion at the other side of the wall. A pipe had burst due to Apollo’s anger.
“My mistake, here’s 2000 Cerriacs, I have no use for money.
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The human was slightly stunned by Apollo’s outburst, and very suspicious about the pipes seemingly congruous bursting.
He didn’t know what Apollo was lecturing about, and because the time of night, he didn’t really feel like caring.
Cerriacs had a huge value conversion to Universal Monetary Units, and 2000 Cerriacs would easily cover for the destroyed auto-clerk along with any other unrelated damages sustained during the night.
Jeff readily accepted the cash. For the most part, he just wanted to get back to bed.
The humans face collapses toan apathetic visage.
<span style=”line-height: 1.5;”>”If you want cheap housing, their are some unused cabins half a kilometer to the west of here, I would be grateful if you would find those suitable for habitation.”</span>
Jeff starts to head for the door.
<span style=”line-height: 1.5;”>”Good night, also, mind the wild life.”</span>
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Apollo walked out without batting an eye, soon spotting a red bird, about 9 feet tall, screaming and holding its leg in its wings. “Right, wildlife.”
Apollo quickly ducked under the bird’s injured leg and let it rest on Apollo’s back.
“Mr. Owner! We have an injured bird! Do you have any bandages or anything? Also, what is the bird called?”
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Apollo carried the bird to the infirmary, holding a hand out and heating the air near the ground to keep them warm.
“So…heh…what’s your name, Falhawk?”
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“Squeeeelk!” screeches the creature.
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