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Disaster! The lower class inhabitants of the broken world Skarar strike at their affluent brethren on Al'haket! The economy in shabbles without Skarar's mining operations, the miners-turned-militants use their mining equipment to terrorize their homeworld.

The small military of the Halaa capital struggles to maintain security as the rebels demolish the great alabaster spires and hills. Desperate for solutions, the Halaa send out a cry for help to the heavens, searching for aid before their ultimate weapon is unleashed upon them...

Ping. The plea reverberates through space, looking for any listening ears.

Meanwhile, an important politician flees Halaa space. His pincer-shaped craft may just collide with his people's saviors before their distress beacon...

((Choose one: Receive a distress beacon, or find a distressed politician...))


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It would be so delightfully ironic if a ship from the Perrachi Socialist Republic were to pick him up.
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The strange pinceresque spacecraft floats helplessly, within range of the nearby Perachi vessel.

A com channel is opened: "Noxanyncta... Ar tak xaxay... Takoe aonroe nytewectebne... Non... Aepxabble... Noxanyncta..."

Please... I am so thirsty... Such a long trip... No... Power... Please...

Senator Duraka's life hangs within the Perachi's graspers.

((At this point, it can be assumed the uprising has gone on for several months, and Duraka is dying due to loss of supplies.))
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Somewhere in deep space, the USS Lahoani traveled along on its course to the reported tachyon signal. The large cargo transport was on its way to the small scientific research outpost on the wandering rogue planet of Pyrrkon, a Mercury-sized rocky world inside the Chalk Nebula. But when a government order from the nearest civilized system came, the Lahoani dropped out of hyperspace and sped towards the mysterious signal's source.

Soon after it dropped out of hyperspace from its diverting wormhole, the cruiser quickly picked up the signal and found the weird craft. The database of the ship's computer showed that the design was not of anything in the known galaxy, but it most closely resembled that of Ni'Calls and other cephalopod-like beings. The gravity guns pulled the craft inside the bay, and the captain as well as some important crew members entered to greet the newly discovered aliens (after the bay was pressurized to accommodate for the same pressure conditions inside the alien craft and the crew put on space suits, of course).

"We've found so many new sapients by now that it's starting to get old," commented Tanymo, a scientist. That warranted some verbal signs of agreement. "Remember the media uproar over the Ulandian discovery?"

Everyone prepared themselves for the hiss of an opening door and the appearance of some strange alien unlike anything they could have ever imagined.
« Last Edit: April 05, 2010, 09:31:45 pm by UFO King »
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((This is going to be rather interesting...

In a very Cold War-esque way...

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Oh, and may precious suggest making an Out of Character Topic?

In any case, precious'm so subscribed to this.))
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Slowly, the door of the ship opened. Small tendrils of steam drifted out of the dimly lit entire.

Clank clank clank.
Scritch.
Clank clank clank.
Scritch.
Clank... Clank...

The ship's occupant lay upon the ground, having pulled itself near the doorway. Exhausted, it gave up.

The occupant is a strange thing. The head would seem to be a shellfish wearing a decorative mask and the body was some twisted artwork, vaguely humanoid, slender and sharp, colored as alabaster.

Six clawed, rubbery tentacles shot from beneath the mask; the wretch had pulled its hulking metal body across the floor, as the scrapes along the deck panels would illustrate. The mask bore six slots along its face for eyes, but only one shone through. Two had closed, and the others were glazed, as if blind.

A large mechanical arm trembled in exertion, pushing forward just far enough to be visible from the doorway.

"Pleeeeeassee... Soooo... Drrrryyyyyy... Sooooo... Thiiiiirrrrrrssssstyyyyyy..."
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The "welcoming committee" drew back in surprise. They couldn't make sense of the strange gibberish spewing from what was presumably its mouth, but the captain got the message, having spent much time among aquatic species. "Go get this thing in a tank of water! It looks like it's been wandering the Crimson Desert for months. Oh, and remove those machines from it and bring it to the lab."

As the scientists called for some heavy-labor robots to lift up the creature, Tanymo questioned, "But what if it can't survive in water? We don't actually know-"

"Well, test it or something! Just get the poor thing alive! Then we'll be able to bring it to Pyrrkon and have the lab coats there use their universal translator thing on it. But survival is our number one priority! Now move it!"

The robots hovered along to the scientific section of the Lahoani, the scientists following close behind. When they arrived they gave orders quickly. "Get us a tank of water." "We need a syringe for sampling." "Can you remove these machines here?"
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Upon opening the chestplate of the elegant machine, there is visible a pulsating silver sac. Small channels expand and contract along it, corresponding to the creature's ragged breathing. With closer inspection, it is obvious the creature is attached to the sac, almost as if it were some complex life support system.

Senator Duraka hastily tries to close the access panels with his weak tentacles.

"Have I found friends... or foes...? Haha... ha..."

((Halaa prefer steamy, humid environments, but can survive in and out of water. They are so attached to their mechanical bodies that they cannot be totally separated without special equipment to preserve the silvery gutsack that keeps the head alive.))
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"On second thought, leave those machines alone. They're logically waterproof. Fim, have you finished analyzing what liquid it needs?"

"Yeah, ordinary fresh water will do. Let's put it in."

The robots lifted the creature into the water. When it plunged in it looked extremely relieved. Tanymo contacted the bridge.

"Yeah, um, we put the alien in and its' doing great, okay?"

"Good work." The captain turned to the others on the bridge. "Set course for Pyrrkon, Mr. Smock!"

So the ship entered the wormhole, speeding towards the research station that would yield yet another discovery of the century...
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"I am revived!"

The senator looked about. His skin was returning to its healthy red coloration. He sat in the tank and traced the sleek contours of his mechanical arm with a clawed tentacle.

"One of the motors is damaged... Perhaps these new friends have an arc cutter with wich I may repair it... Of course, they can't understand my speech... Here I am, essentially surrounded, talking to myself..."

Doraka removes the arm from its socket, and tentatively sets it at the edge of the tank.

Using the sharpened claw of his metallic foot, he hastily scratches out a picture on the tank's side: two large circles, with four smaller circles orbiting.

"It has been... two months since I left... Hopefully, things have not gotten out of hand in my absence..."
Quote from: Carl Sagan
One of the great revelations of the age of space exploration is the image of the earth finite and lonely...