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Thread: Two against Two billion.

The porcupine shrugged, adjusting his glasses. He didn't need the glasses, but he liked the way they looked. 41, apparently, wasn't just a mineing station. It was a manned mining station..... probably needed the raw materials. He shrugged, his shoulders smooth and flat for now. He took a swig from his jug of San Gria, one of the best wines ever made, in his opinion anyway. Honestly, it's very possible that they didn't kill anything. Probably some new species with OCD. Needs to have everything in order, so they're moving the galaxy. He shrugged again, shaking his head. His pilot's jumpsuit almost glowed in the light. Of course, all though this night was calm, calm never lasted very long. A lone drunk wandered his way over to Ren, commenting about his face. The following scene was bloody, resulting in spattered gore and blood in the immediate vicinity. Vance looked at his bottle, using a quill to fish a piece of brain matter from his drink. You my friend, really need to learn self control. He rubbed his head, immune to the quills. Of course, with the drunk lieing dead on the floor, tension quickly built, and erupted when Vance stood up. A chair smashed across his back, sending the porcupine to his knee. A low growl, his AI trying to take over, but he managed to hold it off. With a flick of his wrist, he sent a singe, needle thin metal piece through the eye of his attacker. Then, his features started melting together, molding and forming into the scaled exterior of a lizard. With lightning fast movement, he pulled his katana seemingly from out of nowhere, blocking another barstool and watching as the end of his sword forced it's way through the other's back. When he looked up, his normally vibrant green eyes were a deep, violent blue. Kuro, I believe we'll have to teach these imbeciles a lesson. With an ominous click, he pulled out his rifle, pulling back the action, an evil grin on his face.
Thread: Two against Two billion.

Ren sighed self control, I have it when I'm not drinking. he stood slowly, spinning on one foot and reaching inside his coat. hmm..... after a moment of of searching and holding of another drunk with one hand he pulled out a small minigun aye, but you always forget something, he set the minigun down on the bar it isn't a good idea to blow the bar to bits he placed a hand on the rifle's barrel we still end up paying. also in a confined space any big weapon might hit one of us. he rolled his sholders. now gentelmen, we can do this the easy way, which is we give you five minutes to get to your ships and get your hides off this sorry station. or, the hard way, you all leave in body bags. he paused, his hand flicking up and snatching a spar of glass from mid air. oh well. he sighed. he took his coat of and handed it to the barman, who'd pulled out a shotgun. put that over the most valuable spirits. he said and rolled his sholders, his wings spreading out behind him, boom. he said softly and one hand was outstretched, his hunting knife in one mans chest, two one. I'm winning he chided and danced forwards, takeing his time, grabbing another drunks wrist and reduceing his abdomen to a ruined red mess with three quick movements, the next one found he was being hung by his own intestinal tract.
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He chuckled, ducking Ren's wings. Well, I thought you had higher tolerance. 4 whiskeys? He shook his head, nodding to the bartender. Put the gun down, and duck under the bar. Don't want to lose a good barkeep. He chuckled, flicking his wrist, grabbing the large knife by the handle. Vance looked over his shoulder, watching the man dangling with his guts wrapped around his neck. Two one eh? Not for long, He jumped into the air. When the tip of the sword buried into the ground, he put himself into a backwards spin. The deadly claws whistled through the air, and with the direction he was spinning, they tore through the converging crowd. Kuro, harden up. Going for a 10 point swan dive this time! He roared in laughter, dislodging the sword from the ground, spring boarding off Ren's back, doing a front flip before landing on the ground. As he stood, a few more people fell down, chunks missing from their skull due to claws, or heads cleaved in half by the sword's deadly path. The crowd was thinning out, and to test himself, he made the two blades disappear into his body. He even changed form again, from lizard to a German Shepard Husky mix. With lightning speed, he landed powerful punches, and bone-breaking kicks. His feet were never flat on the ground. One drunk approached with a broken bottle in hand. With a smirk, Vance forced his paw against the man's chest. At first, nothing happened to him. He looked down in confusion, then looked back up at Vance's smirk. Then it started happening. The man fell to the ground, writhing, mouth open in silent agony, blood dripping from anywhere there was an opening. Satisfied, and with the crowd getting smaller, he decided to let his partner have the rest. Alright, they're all yours. Vance chuckled, taking a deep breath and sitting down at his seat. He grabbed his jug of wine, took another heavy swig, and leaned against the counter.
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Kuro sighed and laughed. show off he commented, currently looking at a lump of gray-red meat in his hand, ripped from the lately deceesed form at his feet liver or kideny? he asked lightly then dropped it. giveing him a slow clap. allow me to demonstrate now what it means to be he paused to cough. chopped liver. he walked forward, bobbing down and smileing guess what I just found he spun the blade round in his hand and his Hud's snapped in to place. now, who's first? he asked his eyes flashed behind the Hud's. Even drunks could tell that this wasn't going to end well, more then half were dead, and a half crazed half dragon was advancing on them, a blade in hand and blood running over his body, his compatrot had just despatched a good dozen of them with no apparent effort. and no running. Ren commented evily, drawing his handgun and fireing a round in to the auto lock system on the door. one of the extreemly brave, or very foolish drunks charged headlong, Kuro punched him in the stomach, lifting him in to the air, jumping up Shiro spun and slammed his elbow in to the mans back, there was a horrid snap and the man bent in the reverse direction, his head resting against his heels, a lump of spine pokeing through his stomach. right who's next? he asked softly and his Hud's snapped up, I know. he flexed his hand and reached inside his APD, pulling out a modified hunters blade, a normal hunters blade would be long and jagged made to hack through foleage and foe alike. this one was modified to have acid running along its edge, Ren had only picked it up a while ago and didn't really use it much, but for asthetics and scareing the shit out of people, it took the cake, and you wouldn't have much left afterwards. Ren was still walking at a stedy pace, towards the croud who were slowly becomeing more and more compact and more and more scared. Kuro let out a sharp roar and jumped forwards, this was acompanied by a multitude of 'oh god, i'm going to die's and 'dont kill me, I have a wife'. less than two minutes later Shiro wrung his hair out and was pulling bits of body off his wings and fists, the blade was enbedded in the wall, the result of it passing right through someone and getting stuck, they body had since been desolved. Shiro held up a half burnt head. do you think the fire ball to the face was too much? he asked absent mindedly, as if it were a unusal bit of art.
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Vance shook his head, returning to his porcupine state, surveying the damage. Aren't you the one who said blowing the place to bits wasn't good? The acid had started dissolving the wall, and a large scorchmark darkened the opposite wall. He sighed, leaningover the bar to pat the bartender on the back. His eyes had gone back to the original emerald color. You know what Ren, the fireball might've been a little over the top. He shook his head, pulling out a wallet and slapping a few 1000's on the bartop. This should cover repairs, and everyone's drinks. Of course, you saw nothing. You were in the back room, right? The bartender nodded, barely holding onto his lunch. Vance nodded, winking and standing up. His thick coat came from his skin, quills melding together to form an armored covering. Come on, Mr.Destro. My cruiser is waiting to pick us up. He tapped his ear twice, brow furrowing in disbelief. They had another sighting. Mine vanished. He rolled his eyes. Sector O-43. Apparently the mine was manned, again. He looked around, seeing one still moving. His hand spun a quick circle, and a small pistol appeared in his hand. No sound came from the gun, but a crushing force flew from the muzzle, forcing the head against the metal. Hm.... that one reminded me of a toothpaste bottle. Lookit, it just came out of the top. Another spin, and the gun vanished. He was like a magician. He sighed, looking at the aut-lock system. Don't even think about blowing the door open. Gimme a second to fix this. He rewired the box, shaking his head at the state it was in. The porcupine bristled, a short jolt of electricity making him jump. Soon though, he had the door fixed, and he opened the door with a sly smile. Extremely dangerous half-anthro-half-reptillian creatures go first I believe.
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does that mean you or me? Ren smirked and pulled his beacan from his pocket, tapping in a few command codes somewhere in deep space in the middle of a mine feild a huge ship just seemed to disappear from existence, we've got another ride enroute he said and smiled, oh well, it was a little, showmanship. he made a vague gesture, and remember we don't exist on any offical records. he pulled his coat on and put the minigun away. he then paused, O-43? Manned? his eyepieces snapped down and he started sprinting, pulling his headset from his pocket. Selina, run cross checks with all known self regenerative metals and there mining locations against the attacked stations there was a pause as his ships computer did the checks. both stations were Self regenerative stations he paused and kicked a space rat sending it down a ally, pulling a set of keys from his pocket pressed the button and there was a soft 'beep' as his shuttle glided out the sky. I think we have our perpetrators he said and swung himself in to the ship, grabbing the control bars the main peace snapped down see you on the ship. he said and with a roar the ship shot in to the air. once onboard the ship he logged on to the computer and started fireing up the main interstellar engines. ....that is a horible idea but just poossible. he said, looking slightly worried, computer, try and find out if anyone created a anamatronic out of self retenerative metal before. if so, find out where the hell. he smiled and opened a acess pannel, jacking a few wires and then another two in to the computer he rigged the ships intercom to play music, he then rigged it to a raido station.
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Vance sighed, shaking his head as the drago-hybrid took his shuttle, shrugging his arms. Don't see what's so bad with my ship..... His shuttle, or actually, a frigate, was much bigger and heavily armed. It required docking, and of course, a fake name. He morphed, resembling a large Desert Hedgehog. Quickly, he made his way through customs, but was stopped and asked for I.D. Aye, Cap'n Fjore McNamor repor'n for duty! He saluted, pulling out a card that had mysteriously appeared in his pocket. Now, I 'ave inredibly important business to attend, can I get to my ship? The officer nodded, allowing him passage onto his Kodiak class Assault frigate. It was slow, compared to Ren's, but it was faster than most attack craft. The afterburners would help him vanish if things turned hairy. Six Autocannons facing the front of his ship assured damage, and the heavy armor could take a pounding. His crew of 10, which was robotic, signalled that they were clear for launch, and started the process. When they were finally free, he tapped his earpiece, while pressing a few buttons. Classical music started playing gently throughout the ship. Valkyrie, this is Blackbird. Ascending towards your coords, should be there in a few. He slowly reverted to his original form, chuckling as he did so. Valkyrie reads, loud and clear. Dispatching squads one through six to assure your safe return. Vance chuckled at the feminine voice. A moment later, six squads of space planes, strike craft surrounded the ship in a defensive formation. Sqaud Leader to Blackbird, we've got your back. He nodded, flashing a thumbs up out of the window. The spacecrafts stuck with him, all the way into the Valkyrie's large hangar bay, only one out of eight. From those eight, 120 sqaudrons of six strike craft could be deployed. The Sova class carrier also housed autocannons, 4 on the starboard, two on port, 6 rocketpods on starboard, and 3 beam batteries, once again on starboard. As he made his way to the command center, he was met by a woman wearing a pair of jumpsuit pants, a white tank-top, and a green forager hat. Vance smiled, greeting her warmly. Ah, hello love. We'll be heading to Sector O-43 today. Need you to set up the coordinates, and get me a link to Ren's ship will ya? The lady nodded, jogging off to the comm room. With a tap on his earpiece, he smiled, and started. Ren, don't think that just because your ship is so much smaller than mine, that you'll be getting there faster than me. Bigger ships, bigger engines. He laughed, punching in a few numbers on the keypad. The engines whirred as the Phase Drives started warming up. Then, with a hiss, and a rumble, the ship was off, their over sized Phase Space technology punching a hole in space itself, sending them zooming through the cosmos. However fast it was though, it still took time.
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While Shiro's shuttle was built for speed and agility his cruiser was something of a prototype, built entirely from a unusual ore alloy that cloaked itself in dark matter naturally, the so called 'stealth ore' was invisible to the eyes, both mechanical, electronic, and natural, the only way to find it was to walk in to it. what was most intresting though was when a electronic current was passed across this ore its properties were reversed and hurled matter away from it like thrusters. Kuro glanced at the radar, as soon as Vance's cruiser was in range he flicked a switch and appeared on the radar, a single rune a symbol meaning 'shadow' opening the coms he pressed the transmit button Vance How are you sailing? he asked. he settled back and his Hud's snapped down, his back unfolded and several dozen silver tendrils floated out and latched in to the system, plugging Kuro right in to the ship, turning the ship in to one single organisam. systems green, all weapons online, radar at full function, HAAS working, AM drive system working. I'm online he smiled and was held, suspended by his own tenticles in the middle of the comand deck. his ship was fully stocked for the full 200 man team needed to fly it, but he never needed them, the ability to interface directly with the entire ship at once solved that problem. Vance, I've got the Co-ordinates, I'm going to cloak and head ahead, I'll get the warp gate working for us and with that he disappeared from the radar, but could be reached on the coms. his ship was armed with mostly orbital weponary, his prow cannon had enough power to wipe out a entire city, now this wasn't much in the terms of interstellar warfare but disapearing from the radar, reapearing and fireing a round in to the engines, then another right in to the comand deck was quite enough. it also had point defences, which ment any borders would find themselfs sucking laz fire, along each side there was three sets of twin linked laz cannons these were mainly used for stirpping down foe's armour and shields, then there was twin plasma impulse cannons, these were the orbital weapons, along with the missles and volcano bombs, there was several torpedo silos but they were rarely used, exept for decoy fireing. warming the engines up two blue specks appared in space then faded as matter clouded around them if one could 'paint' the matter around Ren's ship it would look like a submarine without the propeller, the matter would rush forwards and stick to the ship, being dragged along the surface then fired off the back in a cone shape. when fully energized this ship could travel through a star due to the fact all the dangerous matter would be passed around it, though it wouldn't excape the gravity well. it couldn't touch down so it had to be docked in orbit and even then it owuld be invisible.
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He sighed, shaking his head. Of course, the show-off would'nt let a bigger ship capable of interstellar warfare go first would he? Vance palmed his face, looking over his shoulder. Alright guys, here's the deal. Since you're my crew, you know what goes on behind the government propoganda right? Well, another mining system, a regenitive metal miner, has disappeared. As you know, this could be a big problem. Without that metal, ships won't beable to hold in firefights, miners will be crushed. The crew nodded. We're heading to that sector to investigate. I want all squadrons on standby. Half of the fighters and bombers stay up here, the rest must be prepared for a planetary assault. Understood? The crew nodded again, and affirmatives came over the comm system. The blue space that was Phase Space passed the windows by. Is the cargo bay stocked? One of the officers tossed him a report. Vance grinned. You can talk all the shit you want about the high-ups sir, but when they come through, they certainly come through. The porcupine nodded, tossing the report back. Good. We're ready for just about anything now. Alright then. He leaned back in his chair, cracking his knuckles. One of the pilots called out. ETA 3 minutes sir! Vance nodded, standing up slowly, looking around. I'll be in the lower decks. Armory. He held up two fingers, motioning them towards him. Skylarks, follow me. The bird kehildron snapped into place behind him, and followed him to the armory. Assuming there's anything left when we get there, I want you boys to scout it out. I'll send in another squadron of Skylarks to support. One of the birds tilted his head curiously. Where will you be sir? Vance shrugged, looking up. I've got a really bad feeling. Maybe being off this ship will be better for you guys. The porcupine sighed, pointing to the far wall. Your new tech is there. Very strong. A rifle, and auto's. He chuckled, and started back up.
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Kuro seemed to just pop out of space as his ship powered down, gliding sleekly out of a asteroid field and towards the warp gate, opening long range communication's he pinged Vance warp gates intact, he commented, then slid off again, quickly losing interest in what was going on and searching for possible foes. ah....shit. opening communication's again he sighed vance, I've found our attackers he said just as he glided out in to the space where the mining station should be, he didn't power down though, in fact he charged up the weapons. a generation or two ago they took a AI much like the one in-bedded in you and gave it a regenerative metal shell and fired it in to deep space. its power source was a bit of old tech that used a unknown energy source, they couldn't replicate it and it didn't have much thrust, but it was fast, this seems like the AI coming back to get its vengeance. he sighed and checked the radar. oh......not good. change of plan, there's a inhabited planet about to LY's from here, last radio contact was four days before the mining station went down, it was a colony of so called 'pastists' who belive in that liveing in the old ways with new 'cleen' technology. is the best way of light, so they refuse contact with the outside world exept for when they are attacked, trecking the local area for the last message. he went silent. five minites later he came back with a large amount of curseing and then once I've put a hole there I'm going to shove his foot up it! oh sorry vance, just caught the last message, check it. he transmitted it over and waited for vances responce to it. when he played it it would go like this This is the pastest planet of rhineland, we we're contacting the mineing station about the next shipment for our generator and then out of no where of the existant edge of the galaxy came this ship, it was all black, made of bits of metal, all held together with green lightning, it was in such low orbit that you could see the little figures in it, then all of a sudden these huge things came down, all black and gold the floated above the ground they looked like upside down tubes, exept made of liveing metal. they had green eyes and claws for hands, one of the defence towers shot one, the hole closed up and the broken metal formed little thigns with one green eye and all chopping blades, it tore them apart. the voice was getting more and more hurried and worried. there's just a few of us left, Help, there almost at th- it was cut of and there was the sound of shattering glass and a chattering noise, the sound of blades sliceing flesh, a screem and then a crackling screech of mechine code. the recording then clicked off.
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Things started getting bumpy. Vance finally made his way out onto the command deck. Phase space was NOT supposed to be bumpy. Shit, I've got a bad feeling. Everyone, man the guns! He growled, losing his balance momentarily as the ship heaved, shaking greatly as it fell out of phase space. Their attacker, if it was an attacker, had yet to show itself. Shit, TJ, I want a full operations scan of this ship. Look for bugs, drones, anything, and get those engines back online. The AI responded, a light whispering in his head. The scan was under way. Deploy all squadrons. Send out our cargo! I want this sector locked down! Suddenly, he got pinged by Ren's long range comm. Not sure how much the warp gate'll help if we can't reach it. Phase drives and main engines are down. We can crawl, but we're standing still till we figure out what the fuck happened. His brows knit together as Ren explained the situation, and then sent over a very disturbing message from a pacifist colony. An equivalent to new human Amish it seemed. Well, that's very interesting Kuro, but not our biggest worry right now. The colony is dead. That thing is probably gone by now. Vance shook his head, switching the screen display to his earpiece. I want you to secure that sector and hold it until we get there. The asteroid and planet is still there right? An engineer called up. Found what stopped us Cap'n. The wolf held up a shredded drone. Terror drone. Nasty li'l bugger, but stopped the power flow. Fell right into the sub-engine turbines. The engineer tossed it up. We should have 'er up an' runnin' in a few minutes Cap.
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Ren nodded and set the ship on auto, I don't know Vance, something's telling me that this isnt-oh shit. he cut the long range and started tapping keys, fuck fuck fuck. where's a whisky when oyu need one putting the ship in full reverse he made sure the stealth feilds were fully active, opening coms again when he was sure he wasn't about to get a plasma lunch Vance, I think we just put our foot in it. this ship, if you could call it that is a fucking flying city, and I'm not kidding you. sending images now. and thats not the half of it..... that seems to be a front spar, I could flippin dock my cruiser in there and still have room for the impiral amarda. he tilted his head I think its a particulate ship, you know flys in parts? there's huge bolts of green lighting comeing out the end holding it to something. he returned his atention to the planet oh god.........oh dear god no...... Even shiro sounded horified at whatever he was watching.