A Rebirth

Ooc. Hey arken, in the off-chance that you see this by the time i wake up, what kind of FTL tech does the consortium use? O.o
....man, my hand-eye coordination is down the drain and its somewhat difficuilt to keep my vision focused.....

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fookin steam.... i realised that im not friends with you there so i tried adding you so i could see if youre online... but then steam happened... since i made no purchase through steam yet, this feature is not available for me... CD-keys, linking stuff, etc doesnt work, you must explicitly make a purchase on steam..... well, fuck you too, valve, its not that important....

he nods

Natran: There is one more thing. I hate to inconvenience you further, but I would kindly request a compendium of local foods so that my medical staff can determine what is safe the crew of my ship to consume. We need to begin making preparations should we be stranded here indefinitely.

"that is entirely reasonable. Bedivere, make it so"

Natran: Thank you.......Is there anything else you would wish me to tell you, or are these proceedings concluded?

"Unless you wish to share anything else with us"

Natran: I doubt I could offer anything more that is of profound substance. That being said....you have my thanks for what you have already done. The thought that my people have found allies is...welcome, after such a long and bloody civil war.

"It is my pleasure"

Natran: Again, you have my thanks. Now, I must return to my ship. I do not want my crew suspecting the worst in an unfamiliar land. *He leaves.*

not sure what now

mmmm

OOC. ...oh, how i love you too, shooter games...
how lovely that when plot convenience says so, meter thick solid concrete becomes as bulletproof as shaving foam...
or that as soon as i move out of cover, an enemy suddenly teleports into the turret that clearly had no one anywhere near it for minutes... or a bullet just randomly hkills me from behind where theres no one even on the killcam...
I started playing this because its supposedly a superb game, and it just keeps baffling me with its idiocy...
*squadmate shot in the leg by HMG bullet* "He's gonna live but it will hurt like a bitch" *30 seconds later, he drops off a 3 meter ledge on that leg, kicks down a door, and enters combat without a single grunt...*

OOC: Good guy equal opportunity cat

OOC. Ennnuff of this! i demand an audience with Arken! and a trial by combat.... and a pizza... quattro formaggio, if at all possible...

OOC: Sorry, Naz, finals are coming up. Just taking a break right now cause I need one.

IC:

*Insert shot of deserted forest world here, pan to the ground, showing cut away of a secret Yutegan lab here. Insert shot of Plumo scheming here. Insert shot of the horrible things being done to the test subjects as their minds are uploaded to robotic bodies and their organic bits turned into fertilizer. Insert shot of the unfortunate bastards being hauled to a high security cell.*

she does not know what to do as this is done. she wants to cry. she wants to scream. she cannot

*Her companion doesn't really seem to be showing any emotion...*

she looks at him worriedly

*He turns the look...as much as he can. Their new faces aren't built for emotion.*

she remembers something
sign language (gonna put sign language bits in {} brackets)
{can you sign?}

*He doesn't reply.*

{please?} she becomes much more worried

???: {A little.}

she does the closest she can to a sigh of releif
{what is your name?}

???: {Asim, you?}

{i'm Nicole}

Asim: {What...did they do to us?}

{I....I know but I can't believe....I tried to stop this and I....I...}

Asim *his body language expressing anger*: {You were part of this!?}

{No....I was just an assistant....I found out what they were doing and...I tried to get the word out but they....they caught me and they...did this}

Asim: {...........................} *It's clear he doesn't know what to say.*

{I'm sorry....I wish I could have stopped this...I...I'll never forgive myself for letting this happen}

Asim: {So....what now? What are they doing here?}

{they...took our....our consciousness and put them in these...these bodies. they destroyed our old ones. we're the prototypes for an army}

Asim: {Army? What army? For what?}

{I dont know}

Asim: {They're building of army of....things made from people like us and you don't know what they're going to do with it?}

{they caught me before I could find out. I'm sorry I...}

*Make a sighing motion.*

Asim: {It's alright.....but what now? What are they going to with us specifically?}

{I don't know. we only exist now to prove they can do it....I don't even know why they haven't killed us}

Asim: {Do you think we can escape?}

{I...hope so....}

Asim: {Well...you know this place better than I do...}

{I....perhaps this is just a....place to keep us until they can kill us. when they try to do that...maybe..}

Asim: {You think we can take the guards?}

{its our best shot.}

Asim: {Alright....here's hoping they're not expecting a fight.}

{look...it may be a while before they come...and we're going to be stuck together for a long time...}

Asim: {Your point?}