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On Farmolis's Famous Octan Olympic Arena, where all the best and brightest athletes have come to train! Including none other than Dr. Danielle Long, who was surprised to wake up to a holo-mail from CEO Pombe, requesting her presence at the games... on penalty of forfeiture of shares... Octan Olympics! by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr Dr. Long: "this looks like and engine attached to a cockpit with two wings. Is this even a boat?" Engineer: "Yup! Class 1, F. Speed class 2, $ 1, C 0, W 0." Dr. Long: "What?" Engineer: "Do you disagree with my classification? I mean, it's clearly a catamaran." Dr. Long: "I don't know what that means." Engineer: "I thought you liked boats! Isn't that why you insisted on using the Cog? I mean, apart from the fact that "Cog" is the name of a medieval ship, I can't see why you would have loyal to the brand name." Dr. Long: "Cog is a type of boat?" Engineer: "yes. From the medieval Era of European history." Dr. Long: "and was that before or after the Egyptians?" Engineer: "After." Dr. Long: "huh. I'm not a history expert." Engineer: "yeah, Let's stick to sci-fi." Dr. Long: "Sci-fi?" Engineer: "I meant science." Dr. Long: "So, this thing doesn't have controls. How do I pilot it?" Engineer: "the AI pilots for you, but you can override and control it with your helmet." Dr. Long. "Thank the stars. I despise pointless self endangerment like this, so it'd be best if the AI took care of that. Also I've never pilotted a boat." Octan Olympics! by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr
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On Farmolis's Famous Octan Olympic Arena, where all the best and brightest athletes have come to train! Including none other than Dr. Danielle Long, who was surprised to wake up to a holo-mail from CEO Pombe, requesting her presence at the games... on penalty of forfeiture of shares... Octan Olympics! by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr "This is Dr. Danielle Long, reminding all participants in the First Andromeda Olympic games to please Drive Safely. These games are just that--Games. Please, do not engage in fowl play, or cut corners. And always, follow the rules. The rules exist for your safety and to ensure a fair contest." Octan Olympics! by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr Octan Olympics! by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr Octan Olympics! by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr ************************** It's a tablescrap, but I figured I might as well whip this together while cleaning off my table. ~Insectoid Aristocrat
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On Farmolis's Famous Octan Olympic Arena, where all the best and brightest athletes have come to train! Including none other than Dr. Danielle Long, who was surprised to wake up to a holo-mail from CEO Pombe, requesting her presence at the games... on penalty of forfeiture of shares... "What.... exactly am I looking at here?" "That's your GARC! For the Olympic challenge!" "You have got to be joking." "Nope! That's the design! We ran it and several dozen others by test audiences, and they thought that this was the best match for you!" "No no no... Just look at this thing! The skulls and bones and flames? Do they think I'm some uppity punk?" "This is a GARC! The ships you'll be up against will be brutal cut-up-sticker-spammed vehicles straight out of Mad Max 82 Fury Skies! Take a look at the maneuverability though! This badboy can fly with precision targeting at great speeds! Engines on all sides! And as for the skulls? Well... There's no drag in space, baby! " "But... Well, I've already seen some of the entries. They look... normal." "Yeah, but this one was tailored for you by a crew of your employees who thought it best matched your personality." "By the stars... I'm beginning to think I have a massive PR problem." "Well... It could be PR." "And the name. Honestly? A typo? What the nebula does "Lolng" Mean anyways?!" "Nope. Not a typo. The designer's just a huge nerd." "Tell them they're fired. They're all fired." Octan Olympics! by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr Octan Olympics! by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr Octan Olympics! by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr Octan Olympics! by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr "Hmmm.... Maybe I was wrong to fire them. This thing flies really smoothly. Or at least the AI flies it smoothly." ~Insectoid Aristocrat
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Sector: H06 Tags: Civil structure Previously... A Heavy Load by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr A Heavy Load by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr A Heavy Load by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr ~Insectoid Aristocrat
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"Log date 316, This is Dr. Danielle Long, recording from the surface of planet H05, or Livgorn. My Sc106 probe drone and I successfully landed at 1200 hours Farmolis time... which translates to roughly mid-morning here, although the days are faster. Sc106 and I are scouting the immediate vicinity of my landing point for signs of hostile life and to collect samples. Supposedly there are deposits of Awesomnium beneath the ground not too far from here. I will look into this. First observation: This place reeks of urine. Likely this is due to abnormally high concentrations of urea in the atmosphere. I suspect this has to do with the wildlife. To confirm my suspicions, I have tasked Sc106 with the collection of multiple samples of the native "Flora" and "Fauna." The air is breathable. I imagine that means these "xeno-plants" are conventionally photosynthetic. I cannot wait to perform experiments on these xenobiological organisms in my lab... and get out of this fetid fen. Second observation: I should have worn a heavier jacket. It's positively frigid, and I'm currently within the tropical zone. Status update complete. Dr. Long, signing off." //Survey// //Specimen Acquisition// ~Dr. Long
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Tags: Octan, Exploration, Land Vehicle Location: H08 - Sinden's Run Lu's Log: 26 Julali 3815 I'm a long way from home. We all are. The Milky Way, our home galaxy, is 2.5 million light years away and tonight, standing on the airless, rocky surface of an asteroid, I can feel the distance. We've been here a few days, field testing one of Octan's newest toys - the OEV 197 "Armadillo." Tricked out with several dozen cameras and sensors, a heavy duty drilling unit and a roomy interior for its crew of 3, the Armadillo is a sweet ride. This asteroid (RM8942b), part of the "Sinden's Run" belt, is an ideal testing ground, full of craters and cracks. It's just big enough to have 1/4th earth gravity, so if we have any 'steering anomalies' the vehicle wont get too banged up. Because there's no atmosphere, we wear bulky, bronzed colored space suits that seem like they're a few decades old, but they keep the air in and the cosmic rays out, so I can't complain. The other explorer and I head out to collect surface samples while our driver tests the drill. This crater is relatively young, less than 10,000 years old, so we're hoping there's awesomnium near the surface. With no atmosphere and a close horizon, night on the asteroid falls quickly. No sunset, maybe 30 seconds of dusk, and then it's pitch black. I carefully make my way back to the Armadillo. We'll head back to the Axle in a few days. Maybe I'll get a day or two off before heading out again to parts unknown. This is Lu, signing out.
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Planet: E02 Tags: Land vehicle, Science, Exploration, Civil //"Log date 357, this is Dr. Danielle Long, reporting from the surface of E02. I am accompanying one of my Drones as it collects samples, and making observations on the natural growth habits of the local xeno-flora. Air is breathable, Temperature is a pleasant 20 degrees Celsius at night at my current location, and the stars are readily visible. In-fact, I believe I can see the O.C.S. Axle from where I am.... This planet will make a fine resort-world for Octan's retirees. Naturally, specimens must be taken to scan for harmful bio-organisms and viruses, the analysis of which will take place in the pristine labs aboard the O.C.S. Axle. Dr. Long signing off."// Science by the light of the stars //"This is Dr. Long, aboard personal shuttle O.C.S. Cog 1, entering Space Dock 1 of O.C.S. Axle. Prepare decontamination shower for myself and my pilot. Aboard craft are 6 Sc106 Drones filled with xenobiological specimens. Follow typical extraction protocol for low-threat xenobiological contaminants. primary containment and threat assessment in high-risk section of Axle, followed by distribution to low-threat labs as deemed appropriate. Arrival time in approximately 10 minutes. Make that chemical shower warm, and prepare my usual soap cocktail. Dr. Long signing off."// Decontamination Note: This piece was meant to convey a sense of loneliness and cold removedness, and the red chemical shower itself is meant to be rather off-putting. All-in-all I wanted to evoke Fan-Disservice, and not the more ubiquitous opposite of that trope. The build was actually quite a bit more difficult than the pictures may imply, but it was built specifically for this one shot, so the technique I used to create the octagon that comprises the shower goes completely unnoticed. hope you enjoy! But not too much. ~Insectoid Aristocrat
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Location: Jurin II - E02 Tags: Exploration Lu's Log: 28 Junali 3815 When I started hearing reports that Octan and M.A.N.T.I.S. forces had entered into armed conflict on Jurin II, I initially decided that I wanted to be deployed somewhere far away. I saw enough bloodshed during the Phobos uprising to last a lifetime. Then, I got the call from Dr. Long: one of our orbiting probes detected a magnetic anomaly, similar to the one detected on Hennigan II. "Dr Long," I said, "You had me at 'Magnetic Anomaly." The anomaly was traced to the tidal caves on one of the smaller islands of Jurin II. Our engineers have cooked up a new personal transport system, and once I find a large enough opening I lower myself down into the caves. Normally, this is the kind of exploration that should be done with a team, but everyone else is tied up on the surface. It's a few hours until high tide and even if something were to happen, my suit has at least 6 hours of air. Enough to keep me going until rescue arrived. Hopefully. I've been walking for about 1.5 km, through damp, dripping tunnels, but my suit indicates that the source of the anomaly should be just around this corner ... ... Oh. Oh gods. ... Ok, ok, pull yourself together. You've seen worse than this. ... Lu calling the O.C.S Axle, come in over. Lu, this is the Axle, go ahead with message. Lu: Axle, I've got a code three delta. I repeat, code three delta. Axle: Copy, uh, stand by. ... Okay, confirm that's a code three delta? Lu: That's affirmative. Axle: Alright, I'm sending a team to your coordinates now. I have a few follow up questions, but please keep in mind that this isn't a secure channel. Lu: Roger, go ahead. Axle: What is the condition of the remains? Lu: Skeletal. Axle: Ok, does it appear that the death was due to natural causes? Lu: No. Axle: Alright. And, uh, no offense but I have to ask … is it possible that this is just, you know, one of our people? Axle: Lu? Lu: No. No this is definitely not one of our people. Axle: Ok, thank you. ETA for your team is 45 minutes. Axle, out. Using my suit to take video, I circle around the ... anomaly, careful not to get too close. Sensors confirm that the chain holding the creature is forged of pure Awesomnium. Although this cave obviously fills with water at high tide, the area around the anomaly appears untouched, as if it's surrounded by an invisible bubble. Impossible to tell how long this has been here, or what it's purpose is. Is this an execution? A burial? A mistake? One of the creature's eyes is covered, the other appears to have something small and red stuffed inside. Negative on radiation or energy readings. Lu! Aaah! Dammit, CLAPPIE, you scared the sh*t out of me. What are you doing here, I didn't activate my guide? CLAPPIE: I'm always here Lu. Normally, however, I do not reveal myself until you activate your guide. Lu: That's ... creepy. CLAPPIE: A more perceptive being might view it as 'reassuring.' After all, I have access to hundreds of orbiting satellites and countless computer systems, while you are limited to your simple meat-based sensors. Lu: 'Meat-based' sensors... I- CLAPPIE: Forgive my interruption, but you must evacuate the cave system now, for your own safety. Lu: What? High tide is still an hour away. CLAPPIE: Thank you Lu, but I am aware of the tides. If you like, I could calculate the high and low tides for the next one-thousand years, taking into account orbital drift, of course. Lu: Right... CLAPPIE: I speak not of the tides, but of the creatures that migrate through this cave, fleeing the tides. They are quite hostile. I pause. A skittering noise, which I had taken for falling water, has gotten noticeably louder. Ok, time to jog toward the transport. Later, on the surface... Phew, thanks CLAPPIE. You're welcome, Lu. I wouldn't want you to come to any harm. I have big plans for us. Lu to Axle, I've been forced to evacuate the caves, but I don't think the anomaly is going anywhere. I'll be waiting for you on the surface. Lu, out. ----
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Location: F03 - Forring Tags: Land vehicle, exploration Lu's Log - 05 Julali 3815 After a long week spent mapping the caves of Jurin II, coming here to Forring feels like a vacation. Beautiful grasslands, mild climate, and breathable air. Up until now, I've been living off "canned air" -- growing up with parents who survived the Martian plague instilled in me a strong distrust of unknown atmospheres. But, Dr. Long assures me that the air here is breathable and disease-free so I've been going sans-helmet. And it's amazing. The colors are more vibrant, the air has a slightly sweet taste, sounds aren't muffled by my helmet's audio. I could get used to this. Today's mission is easy; one of the science team's monitoring stations is offline; I've been dispatched to fix it. "Well hello! Hey CLAPPIE, I don't need to worry about this lizard trying to eat me, right?" "Thank you for asking, Lu! According to the Explorer's Guide, this creature feeds only on insects. Ouch! CLAPPIE, that [expletive redacted] plant just bit me! Fascinating! Lu: Gods, that really hurts. Does the guide have an entry on that plant? CLAPPIE: Indeed! The Explorer's Guide notes that the plant produces an exquisitely beautiful flower in the fall. Lu: That's it?! CLAPPIE: Well ... there has been a suggested edit uploaded to the Guide, but it hasn't yet been approved by the administrators. Lu: What does it say?!? CLAPPIE: Hmm ... it notes that the plant is highly venomous and should be avoided. It's toxins are very similar to those of the African "poison dart" frogs on earth! Lu: I'm ... starting to feel a bit dizzy. Will you please call base for me? CLAPPIE: Of course. One moment. ... ... Lu? Lu: Yes? CLAPPIE: Apparently, you are the fifth employee to be poisoned by the plant this week! The others have all survived, but Dr Long warned that you may experience some visual disturbances and should not attempt to drive. Someone has been dispatched to our location! Lu: CLAPPIE, I think the trees are falling... Stop looking at me, plants! Plants, NO EYE CONTACT IS ALLOWED! ... Urmm ... Need to find a weapon. Bad plants ... must be taught a lesson... Need to ... teach the plants with ... battle axe! Aaaaaaahhhhh! Snakes?!? CLAPPIE, we gotta get to the car!!! Drive us into battle CLAPPIE! CHARGE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 30 minutes later... Hello, Lu? Hi, I'm from the Axle... I'm here to help.... Get away, snake neck lady!!! Rescue three to Axle, please confirm that the energy weapon on vehicle GV4602 has been deactivated. Rescue three, this is Axle. I confirm, weapon has been remotely deactivated. Okay, Lu, why don't you come on down... you're sick, but you'll be better soon. ... there you go, good. Okay, now drop the stick... Okay, just lie down, nice and easy ... Axle,I have one patient sedated and ready for transport; please have the medivac circle around. Copy, one patient sedated and ready for transport. Medivac will be on scene momentarily. Axle out.
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//"Log date 350, This is Dr. Long reporting from the O.C.S. Axle, in orbit F10. I have assigned one of my new Tech specialists; a fresh hire by the name of Kodan Black, to perform sub-surface analysis of water samples in a highly promising region of the planet. I needed him to adjust a few of our Aquatic science drones for the F10 missions. With such a massive planet, there is much work to be done... So many lifeforms to analyze and catalog and categorize... So many drones to be deployed to observe it all and quantify it. It's good to have an extra hand on deck... I just wish he would stop sniffing my hair... It's beginning to become a nuisance. Dr. Long signing off."// //"Status update. Shallow water drone observation is coming along well. I have dispatched a few of our high pressure sub drones (modified A30 models) to observe the deeper reaches of the planet. Initial reports indicate that this planet, much like earth, has active hydrothermal vents along the sea floor, which may be capable of sustaining life."// //"Status update. I finally got a chance to look at one of the relay screens from the A30 drones. Fascinating. Life always finds a way... even in the darkest depths of an alien sea, life, of some kind, still fights on for survival. I am, of course, referring to the myriad of xenobacterial specimens the drone is collecting from the vent. There is a fish-like alien, but that is much less important. Now... I need to attend the unveiling of a newly commissioned drydock on one of the Axle's dropships. Afterwords, I will relax in my office with the day's paperwork. Dr. Long signing off."// Sorry for the shit picture. I'll try to get better ones tomorrow, but I just needed to meet the deadline today. Initially I hoped to make more of the anglerfish aliens, but, as always, ran out of time. I have a lot of work to do IRL this week, so I couldn't afford to go crazy with my builds. I did anyways. ~Insectoid Aristocrat
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Location: G07 Tags: Science, Exploration, Vehicles Earlier, on H05. //"Log date 317, this is Dr. Danielle Long, Recording from the surface of Planet H05. My second day on this miserable planet has been much more eventful than the first. After receiving a transmission from one of our Engineers, Big Z, as the crew calls him, I was able to devise a method by which a prospector on this planet might reliably discover Awesomnium without the use of our advanced detector technology. The key to finding sub-surface deposits of Awesomnium is a very distinctive "bush." Found planet-wide, this bush only grows in Awesomnium rich soil. I've gathered several specimens for research aboard the O.C.S. Axle, and tested the surrounding soil with Sc119, or as the crew calls it: Hound. I'll be returning to Orbit shortly. Dr. Long signing off."// Conclusions Drawn --------------------------- Later, aboard the O.C.S. Axle. "Greetings, Comrade." "Greetings, Danielle. Have you gotten a chance to look over my Science Outpost request? I've detected very promising readings from a sector on the Northern Pole of H05." "I did review your work. Excellent adherence to protocol. We did send out a scouting mission lead by Horsleben, and work is underway for a permanent mining facility to be installed... however your request is being denied." "Wait... but why? I'm fully capable of working planet-side on this." "I know you are... but we're needed elsewhere. The Axle always follows the primary fleet... and the fleet is moving out." "You mean...?" "Yes. Domination has been achieved. H05 is ours. Now we begin firming our control over the nearby planets." "So... Where does this leave me?" "We will be needing a lab on G07 to test the water there for potability, in addition to performing routine environmental studies. This will be your new assignment. Go over the plans with Big Z. He's disembarking from the Axle shortly. I'm sure you'll have much to discuss." "So, Octan's reach is extending. Excellent." "You know what they say: Kawashita thinks red is the color of domination, and MANTIS thinks green is. They're both right!" --------------------------- Later still, on G07: //"Log date 322, this is Dr. Danielle Long. Preliminary reports from Hennigan II show bountiful water resources, but inedible biomass. This will have to be researched. Samples collected. Etc. I have my drones working on that now. There are more pressing matters, however. One of our explorers has reported an... "Unknown Artifact..." which is Octan code for a really interesting anomaly... Potentially produced by highly intelligent non-human lifeforms. That's why we send the explorers out first. They have a knack for picking up on interesting finds. Some say it's fate, or luck, but I don't believe in any of that. I will be inspecting this report, and employing the assistance of an explorer by the name of Jacques LaRose, one of my fellow executives. I've dispatched an Sc212 drone to locate him. Shouldn't be too hard. Dr. Long out."// Arial Observation and Personnel Location --------------------------- //"This is Dr. Danielle Long: Status update: In transit to location of G07 anomaly aboard one of our Scientific Personnel and Equipment Transporters. None of the hostile "butterfly"-like lifeforms have been observed, however I have noted several large arthropoidal creatures camouflaged in the grasses. They appear bovine and docile. We should be arriving at our destination soon."// Take Me to the River Take Me to the River Take Me to the River Out Standing in Her Field Sorry for the multiple Vigs. I got a bit carried away. Also sorry for the mediocre pictures of the centerpiece carrier craft. I didn't have much time, but I'll upload better ones later... probably too late for the judging, mais c'est la vie. Updated with some better pics. ~Dr. Long
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Note: Chronologically this occurs before most of the other G08 builds. Location: G08 Tags: science, exploration //"Log date 319, this is Dr. Danielle Long, recording from the sink-hole riddled dune seas of Planet G08, or, Xerillian. Orbital sensors detected massive biomass readings, however, our efforts to uncover the source of these readings have been futile up until now. Tomorrow we will begin testing our new hand-held Biomass detectors, in effort to figure out where these readings are coming from... Dr. Long Signing off."// //Log date 320, this is Dr. Danielle Long. I am accompanying a pair of Octancorp brand troops, who will be testing our corporation's latest invention: The handheld Biomass detector. Signing off for now."// //"This is Dr. Long with a status update. It's coming from underground. I've tasked the troopers to investigate one of these sinkholes, and the readings are getting stronger. I suspect that the life on this planet is hidden beneath the dune seas.... Wait... Something's moving! The creature seems arthropod-like in form... resembling an earth lobster or scorpion." "Trooper, grab that specimen for me! I wish to inspect it's xenophysiology in my lab!" "Log note: There are more of them now... crawling out of the sinkhole... wow. They just keep coming..." "Trooper! Grab that specimen quickly! Let's observe this from a safe distance!" Trooper1: "Ah! What the Yetornius! They're everywhere! Shit! it bit me!" "....How does it feel?" Trooper1: "I... I can't feel anything! My whole leg's numb! Ah! There's more! make it stop! Make it stop!" "Fascinating... Log note: These creatures seem to induce a numbing effect upon biting would-be-prey." Trooper2: "..." "I need to attend to this matter. Dr. Long signing off."// "Grab me a sample you blithering fools!" Swarm Behavior The desert without the SPET or Dr. Long. (Those Trooper's are toast!) So, I didn't have time this week to build a new ship, but luckily the SPET (Scientific Personnel and Equipment Transport was still kicking around from last week. Those "dunes" were a pain in the rear to figure out, and I think in the future I'll use a different technique than the interwoven round snot you see here, but hey, I'm a scientist, and science is about throwing stuff at the wall to see what sticks! Also, this gives me a chance to show off one of the SPET's unseen features: Opening cockpit: So, remember kids! Science is written by the survivors: Yes this was all just a sneaky way to brag about my sexy scorpion collection. My babies... This isn't even all of them either... ~Insectoid Aristocrat
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Octan Training Facility: Yetornius, southern pole Carved out of the super-heated rock of Yetornius, Octan's new training facility houses two contained habitats and access to flora and fauna of I06's own inhabitants. Each enclosure provides new hires with limitless dangers and trials at the hands of the galaxies most feared inhabitants. While nobody is quite sure what interim CEO John Hannibal deposited inside of the damp, jungle bioshere of Containment 1, the student's can't help but see the hungry sand worm slithering beneath the surface of Containment 3. The campus is powered by an adjacent river of lava, houses thousands of new applicants (graduates few), has personal quarters and landing platform for the company CEO, and room for the comings and goings of the companies starship fleet, their pilots, scientists, explorers, drivers, and military personnel.
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Location: G03 - New California Tags: Octan, Exploration Lu's Log 20 Junali 3815 Xenobiological Survey of G-03 At first glance, "New California" appears to be a desert wasteland, largely devoid of life and, most of the year, this is true. But, things are not always as they seem. G-03 has a highly elliptical orbit and, several times a year, this orbit brings it (relatively) close to a companion planet, G-03b. G-03b is a gas giant and as the planets draw together the gravity from G-03b starts to squeeze and stretch G-03. There are earthquakes, and the ground cracks and deforms. Finally, as the planets near their closest point, water is squeezed from the porous rocks of G-03, flooding onto the surface to create vast rivers and huge, shallow seas. Evolution here has favored organisms that can respond quickly to water, so overnight the desert seems to bloom as plants and fungi spring from long buried seeds and spores. One organism of note is the Eshey-Pombe Traptus, named for the famed pair of explorers that first discovered it. This specimen is very young, but as it grows it will develop pink flowers to tempt unwary prey, and venomous barbs to paralyze any creatures that venture too close, allowing the Traptus to eat them at its leisure. Somewhat the opposite of the innocent looking Traptus, the Diablo Beetle looks fearsome... ...but it feeds on seeds and small invertebrates, which it filters from the sand using feather-like appendages. Next on the scene, a trio of Scorpstriches. Somewhat similar to flightless birds, these creatures have evolved venomous stingers on their tails and long, curved beaks for fishing small creatures out of the dunes. A crested Anklyodison approaches! It and the beetle size each other up, but each decides the other is not enough of a threat to fight. When water is present, time and energy cannot be wasted on unimportant squabbles. Look! Something has spooked the animals: They are right to be wary, because a grave danger approaches them from above. It's a Wind Walker! These giant creatures use the thermal columns generated by the hot desert air to rise high into the sky, before descending on unwary prey. They're held aloft by chambers of gas, which they expand and deflate as needed. They're a graceful creature, but don't let their apparent delicateness fool you. They are predators. Fortunately for our assembled creatures, this Wind Walker has eaten recently and is only interested in water. It sucks up vast quantities of water and, using a process we don't yet understand, separates the hydrogen from the oxygen. It uses the former to stay aloft and the latter is expelled through tiny openings to help the creature maneuver The rivers and oceans wont last long. In a few days, perhaps a week at most, the liquid will filter back down through the thirsty sand. The plants and fungi wither and die. The lucky ones will have released spores or seeds, which will wait below the sand, for years or decades if needed, until the water comes again. Today, though, the water is here and for a brief time "New California" looks exactly like old California used to*. -Lu out. *Disclaimer - I grew up on Mars and have never actually seen "old" California, But I imagine it looks something like this.
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//"Log date 355, This is Dr. Danielle Long. I reviewed drone-feed from one of my S01 Surveillance Drones on F10 that displayed a surprising lack of discipline and tactical intelligence from some of our Field competitive intelligence operatives. This is not the first such report I have reviewed. I have issued a Memo to my fellow branch executives and the higher ups. Octan will not stand for lack-luster ground performance any longer. While our space combat tactics are top notch, we will not be able to enforce our planetary acquisitions with space combat alone. I have sent for our highest ranking Espionage agent to personally oversee the training of the Axle's "Peace Enforcement" squad. With the Executive's approval, we will institute Ground Tactics lessons Corporation-wide. Dr. Long out.//" --to be concluded-- With MANTIS forces focusing on overtaking Octan on E02, it only seemed logical to dispatch the Axle's "Peace Enforcement" Troops there to test out their new Ground Tactics. Tactical Retreat Reinforcements Ground Tactics Will Jebediah ever get his day off? I dunno, ask him. He's not my character. ~Insectoid Aristocrat
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Location: F09 - Aruim Minor Tags: Vehicle, Spaceship, Exploration Nothing... Abundant Wastelands - 2 by Ryan McBryde, on Flickr There is nothing here. So bleak. So empty. The corporation will be happy with it. Awesomnium is just oozing from every pore of this mountain. But it'll just be another miners town. Booming, busting, being left for dead. Abundant Wastelands - MAIN by Ryan McBryde, on Flickr Getting back into the pilot seat is bitter sweet. After checking in with the new CEO on Kaalin (awesome name) it's been a long quiet couple of days getting over to Aruim Minor. The engineer I delivered equipment too was plenty chatty; so much so that it completely overwhelmed me and I'm afraid that I might have come off as rude to the humble man. Abundant Wastelands - SHIP TOP by Ryan McBryde, on Flickr All of these trips, they wear a man down. I thought contracting with Octan was going to be a welcome reprieve from the constant constraints of being a family man. No fires to put out every evening. No second job as soon as I get home. Octan... that would be the answer to all of my problems. A great paycheck. A happy wife at home with all the latest gadgets to keep the house clean, food cooked, and diapers changed. A quiet bunk at night to get some real rest. Abundant Wastelands - SHIP SIDE by Ryan McBryde, on Flickr That never happened. The peace, the rest, the security of it all. I traded the thing I love most for some thoughtless ambition for the future. I have to get them back. Surely there is somewhere in the new galaxy where he can be with my family. It will be tough. My career will take a hit. But this could be everything we've dreamed of. I WILL find that place. We WILL find our home. My purpose is renewed. My mission is clear. Abundant Wastelands - BASE by Ryan McBryde, on Flickr I am consumed.
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Tags: Civil, Buildings Planet: Farmolis Atlas Shrugged by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr Dr. Long: "Funny seeing you here, Amaira, I was just headed to see you actually. I have an appointment with you at your practice 30 minutes from now." Doctor Patel: "Ah, Hello Danielle. I'm on my lunch break. The gardens are beautiful on South Main Street, wouldn't you agree?" Dr. Long: "Yes, Amaira, they are indeed beautiful. Specimens from Earth, all of them. They grow so verdant on this world of ours." Dr. Patel: "Indeed." Dr. Long: "Of course, they grow so well because we modified them to do so... just as we've modified this planet." Dr. Patel: "Indeed." Dr. Long: "..." Atlas Shrugged by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr Dr. Patel: "So, how are you feeling, Danielle. Last we spoke you were furious at me, if I recall." Dr. Long: "That's an exaggeration. Frustrated, would be more accurate. Frustrated that you wouldn't allow me to return to my duties aboard the Axle." Dr. Patel: "Of course. You're so much like your mother, Danielle. So passionate for your work... Devoted. And stubborn. You must take better care of yourself, Danielle. The reason I didn't let you go back so soon was--" Dr. Long: "--I know--" Dr. Patel: "Your muscular atrophy has diminished, thanks to your regular exercise and consistent Gravity, but your bone density will never recover, Danielle." Dr. Long: "I take my supplements, my estrogen, my OctaOsteo. I spend the requisite amount of time on the G+ decks on the Axle... And I've looked over the paperwork, Amaira. My bone mass has not decreased at un-expected levels. It's completely standard for my job description." Dr. Patel: "Then perhaps it's your job description that needs to change." Dr. Long: "You know that's not going to happen." Atlas Shrugged by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr Dr. Patel: "I know... But you're damaging your body being in space so regularly. You must take care of your body, or it may break." Dr. Long: "Then I'll buy a new one." Dr. Patel: "I care about you. I loved your mother dearly, and I just don't want you to make the same mistakes she did." Atlas Shrugged by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr Dr. Long: "..." Dr. Patel: "I won't change your mind." Dr. Long: "No." Dr. Patel: "When we meet again thirty minutes from now... I'm going to sign off on your request to return to work." Dr. Long: "Thank you. It's what I want." Dr. Patel: "I know. I won't delay you longer, then." Dr. Long: "... Thanks." Dr. Patel: "Oh, I read your books by the way. "The Modern Darwins" Is a bit too coldly worded for an informal piece, I think. You should lighten up. Good for your heart." Dr. Long: "I'll see you soon." Atlas Shrugged by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr Atlas Shrugged by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr Atlas Shrugged by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr This statue depicts John Hannibal as Atlas. One of the many statues of him that adorn the streets of Farmolis Headquarters city, now. He was perhaps the most efficient CEO we've had on the Andromeda Branch, which I found quite admirable. I could fault the man for very few things. Perhaps he was a little soft-hearted on the Alien species with whom he made contact... but that line of thought brought the Merchant Confederation within our folds. Perhaps the only thing I could truly fault him for was his humility. At times he shouldered more of the logistical burdens of running Octan than the next three people put together... myself included. And for all his work he requested no thanks. Needed no other incentive than loyalty to our great company. A giant among men, was he... so perhaps he would have liked this statue. He once told me, "A Gentleman wears white." What could be more white than pure marble?" Atlas Shrugged by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr Atlas Shrugged by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr "If my memory serves, I think he believed in some higher power. A life after death. I do not. What is dead is dead. A sentience, once snuffed out returns to the void that bore it. The only form of life after death that I am aware of, from my studies, and introspection, is that which lives on in others. In those with whom you interacted, and those who have heard of you. So whether or not, John Hannibal lives on in some incomprehensible spiritual form, he most assuredly lives on in the scorch marks he left on this galaxy... and in the stones of his statues. These... more... abstract definitions of life... certainly not a life as a biologist such as myself would describe it... but, these forms of life outlive us all. Our legacy..." Atlas Shrugged by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr ........................... Hours later, in a different part of the city.... Kevin: "Danny! Wonderful to see you again! I heard from your doctor that you'll be returning to work on the Axle! That's just great!" Dr. Long: "Mhhmm. I won't even ask how you found out so quickly." Kevin: "There's my Danny! Always not-asking the right not-questions!" Dr. Long: "So... To what do I owe the pleasure of an appointment with you." Kevin: "Well, I thought you and I might have a little chat!" Dr. Long: "A chat." Kevin: "Well yeah! About... your career goals." Dr. Long: "What about my career goals." Kevin: "well, I guess I'll just cut to the chase. Do you want to be back on the board of the executives?" Dr. Long: "Of course." Kevin: "That's just what I wanted to hear! So... Exactly how badly do you want it?...." __________________________ Better pictures in the morning. Critiques and comments welcome! For Rodiziorobs: Atlas Shrugged by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr ~Insectoid Aristocrat
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Tags: Civil Building, Science Planet: Onix //"This is Dr. Martenz contacting the O.C.S. Axle. Please Direct me to Dr. Long's office."// DrMartenz by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr Catching up with Odus by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr Odus: "This is Dr. Long's Office, Odus Dillberg speaking." Dr. Martenz: "Hi. Look, I've got a very tight schedule, so I'm going to make this quick. Transfer me directly to Dr. Long. This is Dr. Martenz, from pathology, and I urgently need to speak with her." Odus: "Ooh. Sorry, I'm afraid that's simply not possible." Dr. Martenz: "What?!" Odus: "Yeah. She's on sabbatical at the moment. I'm currently managing the administrative side of things on the Axle, and Dr. Black is running the sciency stuff." Dr. Martenz: "Kodan Black?!" Odus: "Yeah, that's the one! Fine chap, very nice." Dr. Martenz: "... Kodan... Black?" Odus: "Yep!" Dr. Martenz: "Ok. Ha ha. Now please, transfer me to Dr. Long. I know she doesn't take sabbaticals. She's never missed a day of work in her life. I understand she's a busy woman, and she's probably in some meeting, but please don't disrespect me." Catching up with Odus by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr Odus: "Huh? I'm being super serious right now. Dr. Long has been on leave for months now. She was... uh.. Well, I guess I'm not supposed to say why, but there was an incident, and, well, she hasn't been able to come to work." Dr. Martenz: "Great Scott! You're serious! And... That Kodan thing is serious too?! Great Scott!.. I should'ave been nicer to the kid. When's she coming back?" Odus: "Should be pretty soon. I just heard back from her doctor that... oops. Shouldn't've said that! Soon." Dr. Martenz: "No kidding. Well. I'd like to leave her a message then. Tell her that I'm calling in a solid 'you-owe-me.'" Catching up with Odus by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr Dr. Martenz "I need more people on the ground here. The Oni-Ren are making a pathology report on Onix damn-near impossible. They won't let me anywhere near their settlements. This is made even more frustrating by the fact that they are currently dealing with an epidemic of something they refer to as 'Black-Eye.' " If I had more men... possibly some peace-keeping troops, I could conduct my report with far greater efficiency... and hell... we might even profit by selling them vaccines for their illness. Please convey my message to Dr. Long as soon as she gets back... I don't know how much longer I can do this all by myself and with these stupid interns I keep getting sent. Seems like they all outrank me in a year anyways. [inaudible grumbling noises]" Catching up with Odus by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr Odus: "Ok, I'll let her know. Is there anything else I can help you with?" Dr. Martenz: "No, that'll be all. Thank you. Dr. Martenz out." Catching up with Odus by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr Robotic voice: "You have _27_ calls waiting on hold." Odus: "Oh bother. There's just so much work to be done. How ever did Danielle manage so much!?" Robotic voice: "You have _28_ calls waiting on hold." Odus: "What would Dr. Long do? Oh! I know! I'll consult the Dr. Long AI!" Hello Holo-Long! by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr Odus: "Dr. Holo-Long, I've been answering phone calls all morning! My other desk is piled full of paperwork so high I can't even work there! All the other Secretaries are all swamped just like me! What ever should I do?!" Holo-Long: "Get back to work." Odus: "Ok, boss!" _____________________________________________________________________________ Anyways, More updates on affairs without the good doctor. Please keep in mind that I am very open to constructive criticism. I'm not entirely satisfied with how my surface-of-Onix build looks. I was aiming for a rocky landscape without Lava (because there can't be Lava on every square inch of the planet) and I tried to incorporate some elements from previous builds on Onix (Kai's green biomass crystals, Black and dark grey rocks) along with some of my own (Nugget moss/fungus, dark tan soil/moss) but I worry I may have gone too many places all in the confines of one very small build. Tell me what you think, Edit: also the picture is not flattering. Also, for those of you wondering why so many builds without Long, well, I'm setting things up. This, for instance, is setting up a story arch I have planned. Stay tuned for "The Invasive Species" Coming in like 3 weeks. ~Insectoid Aristcorat
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"... are harbingers of the storm" The Invasive Species: Part 5. Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Interlude Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 (Finale) Tags: Military vehicle, spaceship/flying vehicle, land vehicle (Cart) Planet: Fractor V (In Orbit), also Onix, but you know. Alien fleet. The O.C.S. Axle by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr The O.C.S Axle, In Orbit Fractor V Dr. Long: "What do you mean they're not going to allow us to return!?" Odus Dillberg: "A.L.I.E.N. has moved a portion of its fleet into Sector G10. They've placed a several defensive craft in orbit Onix and will refuse the Axle's reentry into Onix orbit until they have 'ascertained the validity of rumours that Octan is developing a bioweapon'! They claim to believe that we're weaponizing the black-eye in our labs in Cerebus Station!" Dr. Long: "This is absolutely preposterous. A bioweapon as they're describing would be in direct violation of the Kuiper Pact. They should know that Octan would never condone such flagrant disregard for regulations as that. No... This is something else...A.L.I.E.N. is a Kawashita affiliate. Clearly Kawashita is attempting to assert themselves in the sector, and they are using their proxies in A.L.I.E.N. as pawns to prevent our good work from getting done. Hmm. I will not have it." Odus: "So... What are we going to do?" Dr. Long: "I will be returning to Onix to provide our allies there with the shipment they so desperately need." Odus: "But.. But the blockade." Dr. Long: "Reply to A.L.I.E.N. Inform them of the following; Octan refutes the existence of a bioweapon, and would be more than willing to internally investigate this matter, and we would be willing to cooperate with any A.L.I.E.N. run investigations into the violation of the Kuiper Pact they have described. This said, Octan does not recognize the authority of A.L.I.E.N. to prevent Octan's entry into a sector, nor to present Octan with ultimatums of this nature. The O.C.S. Axle will be returning to Onix, and it will continue to remain in orbit as we see fit. We would remind A.L.I.E.N. that the O.C.S. Axle is a registered Civil Structure, and that any use of force against the Axle is a declaration of war, and Octan's reprisal shall be swift and thorough." Odus: "Ok." Dr. Long: "Inform them that their blockade has failed. They will not prevent us from providing the people of Onix their emergency relief." Later, in Orbit of Onix.... Dr. Long: "Prepare my ship to launch with the others. We're making planet-fall within the hour." ( )Clouds of White by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr Later, on an underused trail in the steambog, a family of Oni-Ren travel with their wares to market. And Clouds of White by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr Father Oni-Ren (In the Oni-Ren's language): "Don't dawdle, my daughter, we must get to market." Daughter Oni-Ren: "Daddy. why isn't mommy coming with us?" Father Oni-Ren: "Your mother is sick, my sweet. We must sell these greeblefruit in the market, so that we can pay for the shaman to look at her eye." Daughter: "And why do I have to come along?" Father Oni-Ren: "You'll be the woman of the house soon. you must learn to sell produce at the market. The Gods know I can't do it myself." Daughter: "Daddy... Look at the sky... Look at those weird clouds, daddy!" Father Oni-Ren: "Those are not clouds, my daughter. Those are the sky-ships of the off-worlders. I've never seen so many before all at once..." Daughter: "What does it mean, daddy?" Father Oni-Ren: "I... I do not know." Nimbus Eagle class dropship by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr Nimbus Eagle class dropship by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr Nimbus Eagle class dropship by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr Nimbus Eagle class dropship by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr Nimbus Eagle class dropship by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr Nimbus Eagle class dropship by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr Dr. Martenz: "Danielle! Do you know where Ba'al Ba'al has gotten to? She vanished around the same time as you left for Fractor V!" Dr. Long: "I am aware. She is back in the Gongen empire, attempting to enact peaceful regime change. How goes the vaccine production?" Dr. Martenz: "We're operating at peak productivity. We're filling crate after crate, but Danielle, should I be concerned about that alien fleet? I heard that they wanted to investigate for bioweapons? What the Yetornius is going on?" Dr. Long: "Do not worry about the fleet. They will not harm us." Dr. Martenz: "And those ships you brought in from Fractor V. Those are Nimbus Eagle troop carriers... Not scientific vessels." Dr. Long: "yes." Dr. Martenz: "I gotta ask... are we at war?" Dr. Long: "Octan is not at war. The people of Onix are in turmoil, Dr. Martenz. They are dying of the blackeye, and they languish under a tyrannical despot. Octan is invested in restoring order, and ensuring the wellbeing of all of our clients, current, and potential. We are providing relief and support during their time of crisis." Dr. Martenz: "Oh... I see... And... Which side do we support?" "The side that wins." __________________________________________ Better pictures updated, as well as a photo-shopped picture Note to Judges: New pictures will display the Flickr link and say "And Clouds of White" All otehr images should not be judged. Unless you want to judge my super micro "O.C.S. Axle" Which is, in-fact, new for this week. C&C appreciated! ~Insectoid Aristocrat
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Tags: Land Vehicle, Civil Structure, Science Planet: H06, Farmolis "I feel a malaise has grown within myself. This static life does not suit me in the least. It's not enough. I need... more. I want... more...." Pipe Dreams by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr "I despise standing still in the fast lane. I've been on sabbatical since I was retrieved from my imprisonment on F03's Forring... obviously this was not optional. A slew of tests were conducted upon me... to determine the cause of my memory loss... to determine whether I'd been implanted with any spyware, biological or technologically based. All tests showed negative. I had been drugged nightly with an amnesia inducing compound, and my drone had been hacked. End of story. The remainder of the investigation must take place outside a lab, if my captors are to be brought to justice. And to those ends I have enlisted the assistance of one of my most trusted, and loyal colleagues. I hope he can find those responsible... and ... perhaps even... dare I mention... the object I've seen... only in dreams of that place... the enclosed place... the hexagonal walls... the map. The key... no... I refuse to deal in fantasies and illusions. There are concretes. I was detained. There is someone responsible for that. I await Dr. Edris's message." "Waiting. It sickens me. Like stagnant water, it breeds pestilence of the mind. I've written and published two books over the course of my stay (one, "a Guide to Andromeda's Xenobiology; When, Where, and How to Apply Xenobiological Principles," and an informal discussion on the implications of human science in the Andromeda Galaxy, "The Modern Darwins"). and, I've taken a course on Kawashita technological advances... but it's not enough. I yearn to be surrounded by activity and scientific discovery... but I have not been able to leave Farmolis, or attend to my duties upon the Axle--Doctors orders." Pipe Dreams by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr "And so every morning at exactly 7:00 am, I get my exercise in--Doctor's orders. I ride my bike on the maintenance access road of the South Grid Pipeline. It runs from Farmolis City (also known as Farmolis Headquarters City) to Texicana Station. In the early days, Farmolis Headquarters City performed all aspects of Awesomnium production: Extraction, Purification, and Shipping... but now Farmolis city has taken on a more Administrative role, and serves as the planet's port city, and center of Octan colonization in Andromeda. Texicana Station is the primary purification site, and so, this pipe channels a constant stream of pure, fuel-grade Awesomnium to Farmolis Headquarters' Shipping district. These access roads run the whole length, as does the canal of naturally occurring liquid Awesomnium... but I'm not riding nearly that far. Just as far as Kilometer Marker 17. At approximately 7:45 am, I arrive at this point and begin riding back... but not before I indulge my intellect a little." Pipe Dreams by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr "Kilometer marker 17 is placed in the thick of Farmolis' s famous farming district. The densest packed, most nutritious, strongest, GM EthiCORN ™ is grown here. The fields stretch to the horizon, and are almost entirely regulated by machines, who conduct all the hydration, pesticide dispersal, harvesting, etc... it's deliciously efficient.... however, on my daily rides, I've noticed a local specimen of Xenobotanical nature that seems to have developed an immunity to Octan's pesticides... it is an interesting find; a novel xenobotanical specimen on the planet longest occupied by our force. Life finds a way, as they say." Pipe Dreams by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr "I've been recording it's growth patterns. It grows swiftly, and seems to seek increased hight, as it has begun to wrap around the power pole beside the canal. I lack a Logbook, so I've devoted this data to a simple recording device I purchased in the interim. When I escape this sisyphean sabbatical, I will add this specimen to the Axle's databank. Then, perhaps we can devise a pesticide capable of exterminating it." Pipe Dreams by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr "Soon. Soon I will be aboard my beloved Axle, and all these planets to which we've gained access will yield their rewards. Within our grasp, these worlds will be investigated and examined. We will catalog the soil components. Capture and tag the wildlife. Extract and analyze the flora. All will be perfectly understood, and by understanding, we will control, and exert our will upon the natural world in perfect efficiency. For profit." Pipe Dreams by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr "There is science to be done. And I will be back to it... very soon now, I think." Pipe Dreams by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr (Sorry for the short novel. Hopefully it provides a little insight into Dr. Long's motivation. Also, I have more pictures. I just haven't edited them yet. They'll be up before the deadline. Pics up!) ~Insectoid Aristocrat
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Tags: Science, Air/space vehicle, Land Vehicle, Civil structures Planet: Forring Top People by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr Dr. Edris: "Be careful. Shorty, you'd better not tinker with that thing we recovered. I sent a message to Dr. Long. This is all hers. Shorty: "I will... It's just... It's emitting a signal of some kind. I can't tell if it's just part of the device's function, or if it's some kind of distress beacon. Dr. Edris: "Whatever it is, we'll let Danielle figure that out. The last thing we want is for you to break it!" Shorty: " Alright. I'll leave it be." Top People by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr Dr. Edris: "Join me, I'm going to go taunt our captive. They brought him back here after his processing. He'll be transferred in the morning." Top People by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr Top People by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr Shorty: "Hey, forklift guy, why are you still here with the engine running?" Forklift Guy: "The way this machine vibrates has got to be intentional, man." Shorty: "You're one of Pombe's new hires, aren't you." Forklift Guy: "Yup!" Shorty: "Thought so." Top People by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr Dr. Edris: "Keep that Spec-Ops droid out of earshot of the prisoner, officer. He's MANTIS." Top People by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr Dave, from accounting: "What is this thing you've trapped me in? I can hardly stand!" Dr. Edris: Oh, this thing? It's a specimen transfer crate. This is a science facility, after-all. We don't have any prison cells.... but this is actually more secure than most! Dave, from accounting: "You've no right to imprison me like this. This is a MANTIS planet!" Dr. Edris: "I suppose you haven't heard then? This planet now belongs to Octan... again. You're in a position unsuitable to giving orders." Dave: "Hmm. Well it wasn't when you unlawfully assaulted me. I demand to be released at once! You've held me two weeks too Long!" Dr. Edris: "Huh. Well, I guess you'll have to file a complaint regarding mistreatment with the department of Legal issues." Dave: "Finally. Get me the forms." Dr. Edris: "Can't. You're scheduled to be sent off to Farmolis to face trail for participation in overt corporate espionage, and hijacking Octan robotics." Dave: "So you can't just hand me the forms." Dr. Edris: "Also protocol states that once one of these specimen crates is sealed, it cannot be reopened without the presence of proper authorities." Dave. "Holy crap Octan sucks." Shorty: "Red tape and green bills." Dr. Edris: "Night-night, Dave from Accounting." Dave: "You'll pay for this." Later that night..... Top People by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr *alien-cricket chirps* *An EMP blast breaks the silence, as technology in and around the Octan base begin to short-circuit* Top People by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr Underneath the platform... a rumbling... Top People by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr A hidden door opens, and the retriever emerges. Top People by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr The biomechanical creature crawls out from under the platform and approaches the lab... Top People by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr Top People by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr Top People by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr Dave tumbles out of his prison as the locking mechanisms fail. Top People by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr The creature did not notice him... It appears oblivious to all but the lab... and the object therein that it seeks.\ Top People by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr Top People by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr The disturbance from the EMP awoke Dr. Edris and Shorty, and they both rushed to the site where the Alien artifact was stored.... Only to find that a massive biomechanical creature attempting to break the door in. Top People by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr Top People by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr Shorty: "What are we going to do?! That EMP knocked out everything! Lights, computers, vehicles... even our guns!" Dr. Edris: "Not... all of our guns." Shorty: "Is that a projectile weapon?" Dr. Edris: "Smith and Wesson. I shouldn't have this. It's very old..." Shorty: "What is that thing?..." Dr. Edris: "I dunno, but I'm about to find out if I can kill it." Shorty: "And what should I do?" Dr. Edris: Just stand by the wall, will ya?" Top People by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr Top People by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr *bang* Top People by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr "Well, That went surprisingly well, all things considered." Shorty: "yeah... but look at the specimen containment crate..." Top People by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr Dr. Edris: "That's no problem.... we've got something even better." That Morning.... Top People by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr Top People by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr H-Pod-Carrier by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr Top People by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr Dr. Edris: She's going to love this." Top People by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr ~Insectoid Aristocrat
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Tags: Land Vehicle, Air Vehicle (2 land vehicles ), Civil Structure, Science Planet: F03, Forring Translated from a Language of clicks and purrs Green helmed Alien: "The hour is late. The diggers are upon us. The eight carbon chain hive of humans has not abandoned their search as we had hoped." Bright Green helmed Alien: "I assume this was the work of that one scientist?" Green helmed Alien: "It would appear as such. Have our people been evacuated?" Bright Green helmed Alien: "All lives have been saved. Cocoon has been loaded." Green helmed Alien: "And the databanks?" Bright Green helmed Alien: "Clear" Green helmed Alien: "And the map?" *Crash* *boom* *VRRRRRRRRRRRRR* Bright Green helmed Alien: "..." Green helmed Alien: "We must flee." Bright Green helmed Alien: "But the map..." Green helmed Alien: "There is no time." _____________________ Several Hours Later Doctor Edris (seated figure): "Good news?" Masked Mook 1: "Fortune and glory, Dr. Edris, fortune and glory!" Dr. Edris: "That's what I like to hear!" Hatted figure: (Whispered) "Hail... MANTIS...." Octan Employee (Shorty): "Why did you get to have the chair? Is it due to your rank?" Dr. Edris: "I brought this chair. You'd have one too if you'd brought one. let this be a learning experience." Dr. Edris: "Excellent! Shorty, open a line of communication with the Axle. Get me Odus on the line." *Pew pew* * * Dr. Edris: "Roachbot! What have you done?" Roachbot: "I work for MANTIS now. They've offered me the one thing you all never could: Respect." Masked Mook 2: "Who the megablock programs our robots?!" Hatted turncoat: "Kill him, Roachbot. Take Shorty hostage and leave Doctor Edris to me." Shorty: "Why'd it have to be a Spec-ops Robot!?" Roachbot: "My armour is resistant to most forms of plasma-based weaponry. Please comply." Several Minutes Later: *Vrooooooom* "Hello. I'm Dave, from accounting. I've been informed by my corporate espionage agent that you've uncovered some very valuable objects from these ancient ruins. As you should be aware, this territory belongs to MANTIS, and thereby all artifacts found therein are forfeit to acquisition by MANTIS personnel." Dr. Edris: "You're an accountant?" Dave, from Accounting, "I never said that. Now, hand over the Artifact. All your digsite are belong to MANTIS." Dr. Edris: "MANTIS. I hate those guys." Dave, from Accounting: "What!? But! How!? I thought you were a scientist! What kind of scientist can take down a trained soldier?!" Dr. Edris: "I'm an Archaeologist." *bashes Dave with hilt of sword.* *shing* Dr. Edris: "Hello, Odus? Yes, I know she's on sabbatical. I need you to contact her. Tell Dr. Long that it's real, and we've found it. The item from her dreams. We've found it." ___________________________________ Sans People by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr Pictures of the vehicles: Drill rig by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr Drill Rig by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr Mantis Speeder by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr Mantis Speeder by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr Mantis Speeder by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr I love that little speeder so much, I think I'll keep it around for a while! I'm back for the summer! ~Insectoid Aristocrat
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Location: Donwarr, E01 Tags: Spaceship, Land Vehicle, Civil Building "Sir, he should be awake now." "Don't do this Cantillon, We both know John would have never approved this." "It's our one chance Barbara. We also both know that you can't stop me." "Johhn Hhhannibal... Octan pilot... warlord... war Criminal... desecrator of corpses... slanderer... fiend. I can't tell you how much it pleases the Council to have you here... Tell us what you know about Octan's latest offensive." "I haven't been with the fleet in weeks, Steve, you know I don't know it's route. And, we're obviously not in the interrogation room, so let's just get to it so you can get back to picking out accessories." "Commander Cantillon! We're tracking a massive formation of M.A.N.T.I.S. fighters moving to intercept. How close are you to target?" "I'm within the gravity well, but I've lost my starboard engine. Diving now." "Dammit Cantillon! You'll never make atmosphere. Get out of there!" "You're right, we don't bring scum like you here to interrogate. Our technicians have already mapped out and downloaded your temporal lobe, so asking questions won't be necessary. Goodbye John. How fitting it is that you will die on the very welcome mat you laid out for our invasion." "Commander Cantillon... Can you hear me Cantillon... Can you hear me Cantillon..................... (hopefully this post isn't too late, I got up this morning and realized I forgot to actually click "post")
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Location: Arium Minor - F09 Tags: none "Where are we, Dora?" "Arium Minor, or at least what I have filed from our last visit. I would have picked a nicer place but most of my data had to be dumped when they took us." "I understand. You captured it well. Where are we really?" "In transit between Donwarr and Jurin II, I believe. Without my data I'm having trouble cross referencing the duration of our jumps with the available maps." "There is something beautiful to the nothingness, John." "Yes, Dora." "Because 'nothingness' doesn't really exist. We just have to turn on the light and look in the right direction, and a whole new world is waiting on us." "I believe you're right, Dora." "I love you, John. You're going to make it through this." "One way or another, sweet girl."
