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A Wyvern with Blazing Wings (part 1)Location: HMSV Langford-Harvey
Relative Earth Date: ??/??/2303
A slender, young woman sat in the conference room. Her heavy, slightly battle worn, black breacher’s armour glistened in the light emitted from the holo-screen, displaying the Dragon Corps Logo; a black dragon wielding a sword and hammer; in the centre of the table. The rotation of the logo illuminated her barely regulation, shoulder-length, red hair. She sat in the corner of the room; her chin rested on her folded arms positioned on the back of the swivel chair she sat on. Her light blue eyes focussed on the rotating logo until the doors on her right slid open. She knocked her armoured backpack, filled with explosives that sat at her feet, as she recoiled from her eyes rapidly adjusting to the sudden change in light levels.
In the doorway stood a roughly six foot combat medic in pristine white armour, he held his helmet in his right hand, resting it on his hip, under his arm, and his medic’s
Cartographer Reference sheetBasic Information
Full Name: Cartographer
Marital Status: Married to Death
Close Relatives: None
Place of Birth: Earth
Current Residence: Earth
Religion: Universal Constants
Occupation: World Builder
Speech/Native Tongue: Angelic
Other Known Languages: English
Significant Body Marks/Modifications: 8 Pure white wings
Eye Color: One green, one blue
Hair Color/Style: Long red
Glasses or contact lenses?: none
Skin color: pale
Type of dress?: Long Robes
Health Conditions: very healthy
Right or Left Handed: right handed
Friends: Wisdom, Love and Famine
Habits: Drinking tea
Hobbies: Building interesting landscapes
Favorite Sayings: None
Favorite Color: White
Preferred Music: Metal
Greatest flaw: Quick to judge
Best quality: Very loyal
Talent/Skills: Word building
Zarxen Journal #6Incident Report; Eta-5
At approximately [DATA EXPUNGED] on 2/12/2553, Subject [DATA REDACTED] was maliciously released in 295's Habitation Zone by [UNKNOWN].
[REDACTED] being an experimental genetic splice of an Earthan [EXPUNGED] and a Nexian [EXPUNGED] to attempt to create a life form capable of living in hostile environments. [See OSS Science file on Subject [REDACTED]]
Fortunately 295 was hibernating in [Cryobay 9].
[REDACTED] then went on to assault multiple members of staff including one Dr. Katherine [REDACTED] who is a personal assistant to 295 on his [REDACTED] team.
In total  members of staff were sent to the infirmary and  was sent to Earth for serious injuries.
After assaulting  members of staff [REDACTED] then fled into the air vents and was found hours later in [Airlock C7] cocooned above a nest of a total of [EXPUNGED] Eggs.
[REDACTED] was terminated and the eggs flushed out to space.
Experiments into Subject [REDACTED] have been terminated and Experiment on Sub
Zarxen Journal #5Earth Date: 1/12/2553
Location: Orion Space Station
Today was hard, very little food, very little room and lots of people.
I knew what I'd be doing here is a great undertaking even for a group of people. However I'm one man, managing lots of teams and that means lots of problems. I got no research nor equation crunching done today, nor any redesigning.
Kate's mother is ill. The hive is lonely. The delegates are squabbling again, Half my team have got the flu or a cold, I can't remember!
I needed to be on that hive. So I went. I "borrowed" a resupply shuttle and flew for the hive. Finally I was with someone who understood me without needing to talk directly with me. We shared everything; memories, ideas and jokes. That's right I had a laugh with a space ship.
The moment I got back on board the OSS, my head was clear and focussed. I knew how to improve the HSL Gate, so I sent everyone on Vacation! They all needed it.
I've handed the new design specifications to the engineering team and t
Zarxen Journal #4Earth Date: 30/11/2553
Location: Orion Space Station
My dreams last night were strange and hard to decipher like the memories of old.
I think it was the hive thanking me and trying to communicate, I spent most of the day meditating and trying to hone my mind to be able to attempt to convene properly with the old star ship. I may move my base of operations over there, to permanently provide him with company and nutrition.
It's hard to draw inspiration and ideas from cold metal husks. I need the life buzz surrounding me to aid me in my pursuit for the solution to the HSL. I'd need, of course, the permission of the UEP. I've not eaten today as meditation required.
I've truly drawn a blank on how to solve the HSL problem and will look to transport the necessary components to the hive in the morning. He will, of course, be able to help as he is able to travel via Hyperspace. Until tomorrow my Darling, your Husband.
Zarxen Journal #2Earth date: 28/11/2553
Location: Orion Space Station
I didn't sleep well last night. My small cramped room leaves much to be desired and I've been unable to extend my back for 48 hours now. I may have to occupy some roof space later to properly stretch out. However had I not had such an awful night I would have missed the most spectacular sight, as we started the third orbit of the day we passed an ancient hive ship.
The first to make contact with the humans over three hundred years ago. Apparently its been left there as a monument with only its engine capabilities to stop its orbit from decaying.
I bet he's ever so lonely though, and hungry too. The first thing I will try to do is to allow a Nex maintenance ship to properly resupply and check him over.
Breakfast today was nothing unusual, Porridge. I should have guessed, after having it poured down my throat day in, day out at the academy, they'd dare not break routines here.
After my fourteenth bowel of the disgusting, lumpy stodge i
Zarxen Journal #1Earth date: 27/11/2553
Location Orion Space Station.
Today I arrived on the OSS. A delightful Earthan space construction. That's right a construction! It still amazes me that all their macro-structures are built instead of grown!
This gorgeous bucket of metals orbits Earth about fifty times a day. Much slower then Nex or normal Earthan Orbital Platforms. My day started like any other, cramping myself down the small hallways, having people divert away from me and even attempt to prevent me from my duties. The ride here wasn't much, very bumpy and jittery in their sub-standard, bolted together, rusty tubes. However I did meet this simply delectable young lass, Kate was her name I believe. She was a recent graduate from the Space Academy, her equation calculation could have bested some of our oldest scholars, unfortunately she could not beat me. Her boss was outraged and attempted to have me arrested. Though I have fought tooth and claw for equal rights among the Earthans they still discr
Praetorian 'Zarxen' 259 Character SheetsBasic Information
Full Name: Praetorian 259
Nickname: Zarxen (Pronounced Zar-shen)
Race: Nex (Pronounced Nesh)
Marital Status: Single
Children: Most of the Nex species
Close Relatives: None
Place of Birth: Leviticus Prime
Current Residence: Orion Space Station
Religion: Enlightened Path
Occupation: Nex Ambassador
Speech/Native Tongue: Nexian
Other Known Languages: Earthan, Origin
Body Shape: Humanoid
Height: 8'5" (Actual 9'8")
Significant Body Marks/Modifications: All teeth are Canines, mouth stretches up to cheeks and splits at chin to open further.
Eye Color: Pure Black
Hair Color/Style: Black chitinous strands, spiked up.
Glasses or contact lenses?: Contact lenses to colour eyes to look normal.
Skin color: Very pale.
Type of dress?: Chitinous robes
Health Conditions: Healthy.
Right or Left Handed: Ambidextrous
Habits: Very organised and routin
Eechio Bloodmane Character sheetBasic Information
Full Name: Eechio Bloodmane
Marital Status: Single
Close Relatives: One Brother
Siblings: Romeo Bloodmane
Place of Birth: "Hell"
Current Residence: Unknown
Occupation: Demon of Insanity
Speech/Native Tongue: Unlanguage
Other Known Languages: All known languages
Significant Body Marks/Modifications: Three pairs of elongated canines.
Eye Color: Dark Purple
Hair Color/Style: Dark Purple, ear length, fringe constantly covering one eye.
Glasses or contact lenses?: none
Skin color: Tan
Type of dress? Tight, white jumpsuit.
Health Conditions: Healthy
Right or Left Handed: Right
Friends: None left alive.
Habits: Devouring Eyeballs.
Hobbies: Anything, is easily distracted
Favorite Sayings: "You're gaze looks delicious."
Favorite Color: Blue
Diet: Eats almost anything, is addicting to
Turn LeftTurn Left
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"Ooh, I don't wanna miss this one." I heard Ty say. I could practically see him leaning forward on his desk. He so seemed like the type of guy who'd do that when he got excited. "I know Kyle started that Jimmy thing, so don't try to pull that crap on us - what's your real name?"
"Yeah, dood, what is it anyway?" Jerome asked. "I've always been kinda curious."
I saw myself at a crossroads. I could go two ways from here. I could tell them and we could become better friends, or I could remain shrouded in mystery. Although the latter seemed totally badass, the prior seemed
Spider-Man Hail to the King Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Seventeen: Maximum Goblin.
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"Hey, you got a new cellmate." One of the goblin thugs said as the open the cell and push in Frances Barrison who looked drugged and had different bandages on her body.
"Shriek?!" MJ says in some fear as she remembers Shriek from Carnage's rampage.
"Not any more." The thug snickered as he locks the cell down.
It was then they see Frances huddles in corner with tears running down her cheeks from the horrors Jackal had put her through.
While this was happening, on the streets, Carlie and Lizard were now on the surface to see what the gas was doing.
"So he weaponized the Goblin gas. Clever bastard." Carlie growled as they now can see the utter destr
Oh No Sally 23 : by DruSally felt great. It had been a wonderfully successful week, with the FBI Director now behind bars and her "approval rating", according to Bill, going up and up. But even though Sally had defeated her most dangerous enemy, his appearance...and in such a position of power...made her wonder how many other evil villains were out there undertaking nefarious activities.
But Sally wasn't just after the glory jobs. She knew it was really important to look after the little things too. This is why Sally had shown up on Good Morning America without notice and announced her intention to conduct a national crackdown on bad driving.
"The death toll on our nations roads is already too high this year. From midday today until midday tomorrow, anybody endangering others with their driving shall have their vehicles confiscated."
Honouring her word, Sally hovered high over New York and watched the clock in Times Square click over to noon. As soon as it did her work began...
Though it was only noon,
Battalia: HuntsmanGrannde Enterprises was an old building, one that had been out of production since the war. It was home to Battalia that had protected Westkeep and the nearby area, closer to town than the Derelict Industries base was to Mechanicsville. Even so, it was heavily guarded, and yet...Something had broken through, and more shockingly, destroyed the Battalia units within.
Outside the base, a young man named Chase Sabre stood there. He was a traveller, chasing the very monstrosity that had caused this damage. Along the way he had seen more than his fair share of destroyed robots and wreckage, but what was scariest of all was the fact that someone he loved was arguably the cause of it all.
Still, his hunt was only half the reason he was there, the other half was the wrecked Battalia he had encountered on the dusty trail, Maria.
Chase recognized her as an awakened Battalia, ones that had adapted beyond the already powerful stock versions called “Blank slates”. They had observed human
LoE The Blackest Night = Bad Moon Rising
Aquastria; The Coral Castle of King Leo shortly before dawn six days after the Battle of Appleoosa.
"Are your instructions clear?" The old royal seapony asked, his voice sounding like a rumbling undersea volcano. The officers of the court floated next to the resting king who faced eight seaponies clad with the gold and silver bands and harnesses of the diplomatic service of the Kingdom of Aquastria.
"Yes majesty. Perfectly clear." Whirlpool replied. She closed her eyes and began reciting from memory her mission. "The royal envoy is to proceed to Manehatten and with aid of our magic wielders and the unicorns, then proceed to Canterlot where I am to give the Royal Sisters your majesty’s plea for aid against the monsters."
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The king nodded and gazed into Whirlpool's eyes. "An envoy is needed to show just how desperate
Gamma World: Tempus Fugitive: Chapter 8
With the omega city behind them and the open road stretching ahead, Cera was able to sit back and enjoy the journey. It was early summer and the scenery was actually quite pleasant. The land consisted of low, gently rolling hills covered with patchy forest of pine and assorted deciduous trees. The old highway cut through it in a straight line from east to west. Some of the low hills had exposed sections of rock, showing where the land had been blasted and bulldozed in the distant past to clear the way for the road.
About twenty kilometres down the road from the first bridge they encountered, they crossed another that was even shorter. The water beneath was more marsh than a river, and the span was so low and solid that Cera couldn’t tell the difference between highway and bridge. The asphalt was filled with cracks and there were some patches of exposed ground and grass growing here and there, but otherwise the ancient road had survived the last fift
Gamma World: Tempus Fugitive: Chapter 9
As she stood on the old weathered highway and looked around, Cera felt a deeper appreciation for her human friend’s people, the Ancients. After fifteen decades the road was still intact. The asphalt was cracked and patchy and for long stretches it was reduced to being hard-packed dirt and gravel, but the road remained. It had been built to last. They had passed many smaller side roads since leaving the ruins of the omega city. The network that had been left behind after the Great Disaster was staggering.
And this Trans-Canada Highway, the Tee-Can as her folks called it, to her it seemed indomitable. It just went on and on without end. Garadun had proudly informed her that it had been the longest national highway in the world. It wasn’t merely a road. It was what had once connected the people of a great nation, an integral part of their society and identity. And it had been built with the needs of travellers in mind. All along its length were p
Outlawed: part 3
The Road of Law was much like the other Vasthii streets they had been through, with a wide, dusty boulevard lined on either side by earth-colored cylindrical buildings. But here the buildings were larger, towering over the street with spiky, hornlike protrusions that jutted from above the windows and at the edge of the balconies, giving the thoroughfare a predatory atmosphere. The pedestrians too seemed, if not more intimidating, at least a bit more pompous, with their reptilian snouts held high and a good deal of gold dangling from their wardrobe.
Flyspur and Dr. Cloud walked down the center of the street, trying to follow the directions the shop owner had given them. They were looking for The Keepers of the Lock, a building that apparently held all the information for the detention center, they had been told to look for an identifying sign and blue
Venom/Elfen Lied: Venomous Vectors Chapter 22
Chapter Twenty Two: Final Battle Part 2
Everyone was stunned to what has happened. Kaede, potentially one of the most dangerous superhumans on earth, has bonded to the Venom symbiote, an alien organism that is said to potentially become a planetary plague. And her she is ready to fight off the symbiotically/cybernetically enhanced Kakuzawa.
"What'sss wrong Kakuzawa?!" Kaede hissed "What happened to all that talk about being a god?!"
"B-big sis?" Kokoro approached to his sister with an understandable amount of fear.
"Sssstay back..." Kaede says as the symbiote flows off her face, looking to her brother with the eyes of a sister "...and find somewhere to hide."
"Kaede, can you control it?" Flash asks Kaede as he knows how hard it is to control the symbiote.
"As long it can help be finish Kakuzawa..." Kaede says coldly as the symbiote flows over her face "...I could care lessss."
Getting over his fear, Kakuzawa eyes becam
Zarxen Journal #3Earth Date: 29/11/2553
Location: Orion Space Station
I had to let the simulation run overnight as it was only thirteen percent through at 1:00am and is still running through now. Hopefully there will be over two hundred solutions to work with. Kate has been racking her brain trying to get her head around Nex programming, we don’t use much but what we do is very complicated.
Today also marks the three hundredth anniversary of the Cataclysm and the start of the month of fasting. We are only able to eat at the eleventh hour each day, and then it can only be five gallons of nutrition shake. Being in a cramped, compartmentalised space station with another species who don’t share the same beliefs will be very hard. Especially when I'm right next to the mess. Still at least there will be a stockpile of food in a month.
I've managed to negotiate a maintenance ship to check over that old hive, in exchange the Earthans get to retrieve the black box from their wrecked dreadnought in t
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