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Thread: The St. Anne

Jin-Lai Park Location Shuttle Annie Jin gratefully took a helmet Oh yes I did notice she is a stickler for safety. I guess i can respect that, and she smiled at El and blushed when the woman called Jin 'cute'. In restaurants , as the chef, she was treated as a rockstar and given deference. Even outside them, she could barter, bargain and scrounge with the best of them, deal with regulations, medical restrictions, customs and corrupt officials with the best of them. But in small groups around new people, sometimes she felt invisible or nervous. She was very popular in a group once she knew everyone, but being the new person was difficult. She remembered having to do it several times in her life, as her family had acquired new companies and her father went to a new posting. It got to where she was tutored much of the time. Sometimes people thought her stuck up, but really she was just a little shy sometimes. She turned as Mateo enthusiastically boarded the little shuttle. Thank you.. Mateo, right? Just call me Jin for short. Jin felt the flush rise further onto her cheeks as she had to explain her pronunciation sometimes to new schools. That lai was pronounced like lie. So of course the nicknames would come. Liar pants on fire. She remembered once telling them it was pronounced like lay . She smirked, big mistake. She shrugged and shook her head sadly. What a bunch of losers most of those kids had been anyhow. Of course, she was now a cook on a tramp freighter. It's not like her career had been going like gangbusters latey, her little voice opined in response. Then she realized tht Mateo had been looking at her rather.. oddly. Just then she decided to put on her helmet and seal it for takeoff, and secure herself in her seat. With the added benefit of them not being able to tell she was blushing.
Thread: The St. Anne

Iona Knutesdottir Bridge of the St. Anne Midwatch Tagged Dr. Khan, Donovan, Thomyris Thomyris is with me, Iona said, still not realizing the underweight but very hard working able hand was on the bridge. Donovan, she turned her head slowly, a habit of zero-g where a quick movement could induce an inadvertent torque and subsequent spin, until the first mate and the one member of the crew who'd been with her almost since claiming the St. Anne came into view. Please accompany Dr. Khan. If anyone gets too grabby, try to eyeball them off instead of putting a slug in them, no matter how much she might enjoy trying to patch them back up. Usually Donovan's heavy-g build, intimidating haircut, and the warning glow of his amped up eyes when he engaged his combat mods scared off those who knew what the orange glow meant and freaked out the less sophisticated. Roll any time lost off over to your L-ticket, their time allowed at liberty, into your pay at one-and-a-half. With no choice but to cut into their time off, she was going to make it up to them in the bank account. Keep me updated, Iona ended and left the two of them to begin bickering it out. The manifest has been updated and the cargo-hold is cleared and ready for the next consignment, Captain. Any notion on that? Whether she realized it or not, Thomyris was an excellent hand and destined for more shipboard responsibility. Donovan was a fantastic first mate, loyal as the watch was long and absolutely dogged in his backing up of her command. If he had to Donovan could ably command the St. Anne and get her out of any trouble. He could even run a route but the spark of true command of a ship was absent in him. Not a bad thing at all and she wouldn't trade him for all the tea in New Ceylon, but the quirky ex-soldier wasn't going to own a bridge no matter how long he spaced. But Thomyris, Iona sensed something in the quiet woman with the haunted eyes and a lack of confidence in her own abilities. Iona knew Thomyris could and did take on any task assigned and completed it very well but she didn't feel like she was ever good enough deep in her gut, or so Iona felt. She covered for it by always working a little bit harder, a little bit longer, taking pains so that she wouldn't be barked at for messing up and shattered by the blow to her glass fragile confidence. If she could just grow Thomyris' self assurance there was the making of a real captain inside the girl. It was up to Iona to not only lead and safeguard her crew, she had to grow them as well. Yes, she answered Thomyris after a thoughtful pause. Deciding that she'd probably been there long enough to hear Iona's intention of taking Thomyris with her, Iona didn't bother wasting time saying the same thing again in a different way. Prep my hard suit and one for yourself and meet me with them in the ventral bay in a half cycle. The Captain didn't explain further to Thomyris and continued to ignore Donovan and Khan as she keyed her comm. St. Anne to Annie. Advise souls on board before final departure planetside. The St. Anne was going to be left vacant she believed but wanted to make sure of that before setting an automatic watch.
Thread: The St. Anne

Serena Driscol Onboard Annie Midwatch Tagged Anyone else aboard Serena couldn't help but grin at Jun as the girl blushed over the mildest of compliments. In the back of her mind she knew it couldn't last so she was determined to. make the most of it. Her mind spun with things to say until El rudley interrupted her train of thought with a reminder of the Capitan's slavish devotion to shipboard safety. Serena made a face at El an summoned her best, most childish voice and said I don't wanna! Your not the boss of me! before getting up and grabbing her helmet off the rack. Safety gear in hand she leaned forward into the pilot's section and stuck her tongue out. I'm only doing it because you said I was cute. she said, and then sat down to put her helmet on and strap in. She glanced over at Jin and saw her duck inside her own helmet to avoid Mateo's odd stare. She gave the man a gentle kick and said, Stop creeping out the newbie tin man. I saw her first anyway. she said and then turned back to Him. Don't mind him. He's like a big slobbery dog, he just looks scary but all he wants is a scratch behind the ears and a belly rub. Serena said, giving Mateo a wink. Speaking of bellies, please tell me more about your wonderful plans to change the carnival of horrors that is our galley into a palace of indulgent delights.
Thread: The St. Anne

Elaine Reid Onboard Annie Midwatch Serena, Mateo, Jin'Lai, Iona El swung about to fix Serena with a decidedly flat stare I'm response to her petulant tone. Unless you wanna fly the shuttle, yeah, I am your boss until such time as the Captain comes aboard. She grinned, then reached for a stylus in the center console which she flicked at the engineer. I call you cute so often anyway that I'm worried you're going to get a big head about it. She spun her command throne to face Mateo, fixing him with that same flat stare. You insult my piloting again tin man and I might just space you myself. I'm more worried about one of your disappointed one night stands shooting at the Annie again. I spent two hours cleaning carbon scoring off the hull last time. She turned last to the cook, who she fixed with a warm smile. Good go have you aboard, Jin. So long as you don't serve us rotten meat and listen to the Captain you'll be fine. Don't do the first or someone might beat the tar out of you. Don't listen to the Captain and she will beat the tar out of you. She shuddered in her seat. Seriously. Takes a lot to get her worked up but once she's there the woman's downright scary. Advise souls on board before final departure planetside. Elaine spun back to the control panel and keyed the direct comms to the bridge. Currently four souls aboard, Captain. Myself, the grease monkey, the tin man and Cookie. Am I waiting on anyone or am I cleared to vent the hold and depart?
Thread: The St. Anne

It didn't surprise her that Elaine came right back with the requested information. Like Iona she was a ship brat, born aboard and raised aboard ship and even though Elaine had a military background and Iona didn't, spacing was spacing and knowing your cargo and pax when in command of a craft was just something you did, like breathing. It would have been worrying if Elaine hadn't almost instantly responded. Understand four, she replied. Annie is clear to depart. Safe flight and don't forget my spring water. St. Anne out. A few moments later a display winked to show that atmosphere was being recycled back into the St. Anne's environmental unit as the hold decompressed.
Thread: The St. Anne

Donovan St. Anne Bridge Midwatch Iona, Thomyris, Dr. Khan Donovan heard the girl as she entered the bridge, his built in com system also had an audio amplifier that helped pick up soft sounds while filtering out excess background noise. Glancing over to her when she walked up without announcing herself he flashed her a rather subdued smile, well as subdue as a smile could be coming from the resident madman. Looking to the Doctor as she laid out her options and logic behind each potential choice he smirked at her comment about sheep shagging rednecks. He liked the woman, she had a good head on her shoulders and didn't take shit from anyone. Aye Capt'n. He answered in his gravelly voice, attention returning to Iona when she addressed him. I'll keep her safe from unsavory characters like myself and give you my word to keep...Damages. Yes, damages to a minimum while doing so. Though trust me, if I were to put a slug in anyone not even our personal miracle worker here will be able to fix them. A spark of gleeful madness gleamed in his orange eyes. Looking back to Thomyris he stared into her eyes for a long moment, as fractured as his mind may be, each piece was razor sharp, and he could see the potential in the girl to one day run her own ship. Listen well to Iona, she has a lot to teach you Ris. Reaching for his stun baton he unclipped from his belt and handed it to her. We don't know what we are going into, and that little knife of yours may do you no good. With a flick of your wrist this will extend to its full length, on the handle is a button, press it and that little bastard puts out enough juice to put me or Mateo on the ground useless. Moving his attention away from Ris back to Iona he met her eyes and held them. You know how to get into my head. Anything goes wrong you let me know. The statement seemed a bit obscure, everyone knew Donovan had an internal com system, but he could block out all com signals if he wanted radio silence. Iona was the only one privy to the signal that overrode all transmissions and would get through to him just about anything. A direct link to his brain essentially that he made her swear to only use in cases of emergency as receiving that call was painful for him to put it very mildly. Turning away from the three ladies Donovan made for his quarters. Doc, I'm going to get my shit together, are we calling a shuttle or do you wanna try to hitch a ride? He asked over his shoulder as he was leaving. Let me know when you decide, I'll be waiting in the bay when you need me. Waving a hand over his shoulder as he exited the Bridge he sighed upon re-entering zero gravity and began his swim back to his quarters to get some of less than friendly toys to bring along on the trip. Call him paranoid, but years of prison, forced experimentation and soldering left him less than willing to be caught off guard for anything.
Thread: The St. Anne

Copy Captain, Annie lifting off and heading out. She ran a hand over several panels with clearly demarcated 'WARNING' labels which would detach the shuttle and send the commands to the larger ship to decompress the hangar bay. The air outside was drawn back into the St. Anne 's circulation with a loud woosh, then the bay doors began to slide apart on recently-greased tracks. Spring water Captain? That's the thing you're worried about me forgetting? Not the tin man? She grinned mischievously as she took hold of the control yoke and tapped another panel to engage the low-power maneuvering thrusters. She guided the shuttle smoothly from the hold, then angled it towards the planet side starport. One last panel engaged the main engines and the smaller ship pulled away from it's mother with a shudder and a low rumble. Annie safely away Captain. You're clear to move whenever you're ready. Official chatter over she let a teasing note creep back into her voice, I'll make sure to get your water, Cap. Might just spring for a nice bottle of local whiskey with the water in it for you too! She took hold of the control yoke and slowly ramped the engines to cruising speed. Smooth skies, Captain. Annie out for two standard cycles.
Thread: The St. Anne

Jin-Lai Park Location Shuttle Annie Tagged Serena Driscol and All others aboard the shuttle Jin smiled at Serena even though she couldn't see it through her helmet. Well ,mainly its going to be not taking kickbacks to accept spoiled or low grade food. We aren't a bulk cruiser, we shouldn't have to resort to bulk grade meals. So I am going to inspect everything and send stuff back when it's spoiled. Im going to focus on flavors, spices, herbs. Growing fresh herbs on the St. Anne. Baking bread fresh from whole grains instead of that chemically slabs of styrofoam-like bread he served you. Though we still have some of that if you guys miss it. It will take more work but I like work . Also different flavors, a little yin and yang to wake up your tastebuds. The space air systems and lower atmospheric pressure seriously dampen our taste buds. But if I find you guys have a favorite, I will make sure to make it regularly. Im guessing you guys might like fried chops quite a bit. Or Asian barbecue Who knows I may get sandwich service up and running on the Annie, too Now Jin quieted a bit as the captain joined them. She was an impressive woman and her family seemed to be very moral. She wonder how the Captain might feel about the activities of the less scrupulous side of her family. The real scandal of her getting involved , inadvertently or not, with organized crime wasn't in anything criminal that she did, it was that she was being a hypocrite and taking chances she needed have taken. Not fo the first time she wondered if she would seek out someone from her Uncle's organization in one of the Chinatowns on the planet below. Though she also knew where she would go if she needed to buy a weapon. She wanted to thank the captain for hiring her on. But, the less said about Jin's reasons, the better. Now as the maneuvers into the atmosphere began, Jin quietly clutched her seat. Unfortunately, she had eidetic memory, and so she remembered every crash story she had ever read, and as well the cerebral part of her implant network had processing power to calculate every risk - all of them certainly small, but there were thousands of risks that mostly just grew as the ride progressed. She tried to shut it out by rocking back and forth a little but then stopped herself not wanting to seem more odd than she was sure she already seemed. She had noted a lot of tension on the crew but she didn't know any of them well enough to want to pull them aside from the crowd. She would keep her eyes open and stay vigilant and hopefully it was all nothing
Thread: An Unexpected Infestation (WageofWaste) Oviposition thread

WARNING! This is an Oviposition thread which means eggs are going places XD LOL. So if this is something you do not like this is your warning to scram and find your safe place A warm wind swept across the bustling of Albin's Market district as the sun beamed strongly upon the people shopping below this beautiful summer morning. The market was more crowded than usual and all the races of the land seemed to be present looking about for the items they needed. Within the crowded walkways of the market was a young women, at least in her early twenties trying her best to push through the thick crowd of people. She was rather tall for a human girl, her skin was fairly pale as she was an artist who spent most of her time inside, her hair went all the way to her bum and was a shiny ebony and looked as smooth as silk, her eyes were large beautiful emeralds and her wide hips seemed to help with her curvy form though the way she dressed seemed to hide this as much as possible. She had run out of paints and was trying to find her way to the crafts stall but it wasn't where she remembered and was now lost in the shopping district. Her annoyance was quite noticeable as she sighed whilst looking about the groupings of people all around in an attempt to find her destination as she was currently working on a piece that would finally get her paid and it had been some time since she last ate. Where is it? she found herself asking as she wiped some hair from her brow and behind her ear. I swear this stall is never in the same place, why do i ever bother with it..... she paused as she was suddenly knocked over by someone in a rush and fell onto her rather shapely bum releasing a somewhat adorable yelp before glaring up at the person but they showed little caring as they quickly walked away.
Thread: Left 4 Dead 3 Ideas, Wishes and Hypotheses

ALERT No, this isn't a thread about some fake leaks, rumors or other crap like that. This thread is purely for people to share their thoughts about what Left 4 Dead 3 might contain, where it'll be placed and other ideas. While I may not like Valve anymore since their insistence on microtransactions and playing to a user's greed and vanity, I still have a fragment of hope that they'll keep making games. One of which is Left 4 Dead, arguably the best 4-player zombie shooter of all time. The first game set the scene and the second one gave us more of what we loved while adding in a few new mechanics, survivors and infected and bugs. Now that it's been... several years since the last game, I can't help but wonder how L4D3 might look. So, this thread will be about what players would like to see from the third game, be it campaigns, survivors, new infected, weapons, items and mechanics as well as story elements and whatnot. I for one would love to see L4D3 take place in the west, perhaps starting off in LA. We could see the Hoover Dam as a setting, Las Vegas, a backwater desert community, a military blacksite and more. I don't have any ideas for new infected, but I do have a desire to see the new survivors as a female police officer, a former gangbanger, an enthusiastic AsianHawaiian tourist, and someone from the service industry like a bartender, janitor or waitercook.
Thread: The corrupt politician (kinky and mew mew)

Bryan stood at 6 foot 4, with short brown hair and hazel eyes. He still kepped in great shape, with the little free time he had. So his body wasn't the chiseled physique he once had in college while playing football, but was still a great body to look at. He had short brown hair that he would usually brush to the side. His teeth were perfect, if that was even possible. all straight and in line and as white as could be. He would stay busy, if not doing small work around the house, the gym, or always working. He was the city mayor, but that's not where he wanted to stop, his goal had always been the state Senate or even a chance to run for president one day, one day. So he always did whatever he could, to make sure his image and last name was never tarnished. So with all the family problems back home, he did the best he could to smile and act as if they had the perfect family in the public eye. No one had a clue about the arguments he and his wife Ashley would have. The little attention he paid to her now, but she was in on it too, cause as far as she cared, she was along for the ride and money and to make a name for her self. Ashley stood at 5 foot 5 with long blonde hair and blue eyes. she was very small slender. she got her physique from all the cheerleading she did, even in college where she did meet her current husband Bryan. She was very loving and affectionate. but always wanted all the attention, and was upset she never got it anymore. But she could deal with it for a little longer, as long she could get money and her name know from it all. But she also did care for her daughter, and did want the best for her. She didn't work, but while at home she did care for the house and bills, and what ever else really needed to be done. With all the disagreement she had been having recently with Bryan, they still were cordial with each other when they needed to be. They lived in a very large house right on the outskirts of town. 4 bedroom 3 bath house. Even had the white picket fence around the front of the house, but the back had a large wooden fence, mostly that was built to keep in slam, the family's large great Dane. Light blue shutters around all the windows and past the back yard was a big thick Forrest. The neighbors weren't to close. close enough when outside thru could wave at each other, but far enough they wouldn't hear the arguments going on inside.
Thread: The corrupt politician (kinky and mew mew)

Unlike her parents who were decent height, their daughter, Priscilla, unfortunately only stood at 4'11. I know Priscilla was a bean sprout! Blame it on her parents! After all they made her this way! Priscilla was not in best of physique like her parents instead she had a little weight on her. Presumably to friends, family, and anyone who have see her, she was full figured teenage girl with beautiful blue eyes and long strawberry blonde hair that went pass her ass. Anyone who knew Priscilla knew she was happy go lucky, outgoing, smart, and peculiar teenager who loved writing poetry and fiction, though, nobody knew underneath that innocent, cherubic face of hers behold someone who was very curious sexually. Mama, I am home! Priscilla called out as she opened the door and walked inside. As usual, she would see her mom either cleaning or preparing for dinner. Hey mama, how was your day? This was Priscilla's usual routine whenever she came home from school, she would ask her mom how her day was then the teenage girl will grab some kind of fruit from fridge and go upstairs to her room. In her room she begin watching porn, perhaps, touch herself too if she felt like it.