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 :'''{{#var:967|X (967)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>X blinks a few times, but nods solemnly at the Warframe. "I... see." Well at least Lotus is speaking up. That's something.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Again focusing on the 'Queen Mother' though, X strolls over and... hunts for a seat. Or he'll just stand politely, that's fine too. He doesn't really tire, after all.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Would you believe a portal appears on a video screen?" X remarks, bewildered by the notion himself. "The world's a strange and wonderful place. We ended up out here in the wastes... I'd love to give you a dramatic tale of wandering through the desert, but that would be a lie. ... And to tell you the truth, I'm a robot myself, built to help humans. Only been active for around a year... but everywhere I go there's some awful trouble brewing."<br> <br>
-:'''{{#var:165|Ren Tanaka (165)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>"No, we're all baically on the same side as far as running away from our problems sort of goes," the Queen replies. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She listens closely once Ainley makes her offer to her- "You think you'd be able to fit everything we've got, that big ship out there, through however you got here?" she says. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"She's very good at this sort of thing, isn't she?" Ren says quiet-ish-ly to Auron, who he seems to have found himself sat next to and is desperate to make conversation with. "I hear it's her speciality..."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;When X speaks up, she glances outside at the landship again. "You might... want to keep that part quiet if I introduce you to the others," to X.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Suddenly perturbed perhaps, she gets quickly out of the chair, as if it was red-hot all of a sudden. "I mean, I don't know well many people would take it if I just said that a bunch of aliens landed in our lap and went and solved all of our problems, but I can dare say it'd be a lot, but I can also say that it'd be a lot less if they..."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"I expect you can fill in the blanks with your imagination, but I'll suffice to say this- yeah, there was a big, ugly thing that happened. I wouldn't even call it a war, more something like a... disaster, because a war implies we had something worth a damn to fight against. We're all here in this big landship now, keeping ourselves moving away from something that's trying to catch us, trying to look for something they might have built as a failsafe maybe against-"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Lotus makes a statement, and the queen freezes up. It's clear all of a sudden that if there is 'something', then she knows what that 'something' is and immediately knows- and is scared by it.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"It's true, your majesty! (wheeze)" shout-gasps a voice from outside, desperately climbing up the outside of one of the buildings. "They're moving from the north!"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"What?" she replies. "Damn, I thought they wouldn't come back to an empty town..."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She pulls a walkie-talkie out of her robe. "This is your queen speaking! Start moving the ship! We'll catch up to you!"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She begins to make her way towards the doorway. "Well, guess you'll get a good look at them now..."<br /><br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;https://www.youtube.<span class="flash bold_bg_w fg_e ++ om/watch?v=FfOqqEj_ip0&t=16m58s<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;chw">Main theme - Paul Sawtell & Bert Shefter<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It! - The Thing From Outer Space - 1958</span><br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;First, a series of dull, blunted cones begin to rise out of the sand. Almost thirty in all, ringed with green lights- many of them with long arms half-way along, their forearms mounted with underslung guns. At the bottom there is a black sphere with digitigrade legs attached. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;They are approaching.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"The slavers of the Metal Horde..."<br> <br>
+:'''{{#var:165|Ren Tanaka (165)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>"No, we're all baically on the same side as far as running away from our problems sort of goes," the Queen replies. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She listens closely once Ainley makes her offer to her- "You think you'd be able to fit everything we've got, that big ship out there, through however you got here?" she says. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"She's very good at this sort of thing, isn't she?" Ren says quiet-ish-ly to Auron, who he seems to have found himself sat next to and is desperate to make conversation with. "I hear it's her speciality..."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;When X speaks up, she glances outside at the landship again. "You might... want to keep that part quiet if I introduce you to the others," to X.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Suddenly perturbed perhaps, she gets quickly out of the chair, as if it was red-hot all of a sudden. "I mean, I don't know well many people would take it if I just said that a bunch of aliens landed in our lap and went and solved all of our problems, but I can dare say it'd be a lot, but I can also say that it'd be a lot less if they..."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"I expect you can fill in the blanks with your imagination, but I'll suffice to say this- yeah, there was a big, ugly thing that happened. I wouldn't even call it a war, more something like a... disaster, because a war implies we had something worth a damn to fight against. We're all here in this big landship now, keeping ourselves moving away from something that's trying to catch us, trying to look for something they might have built as a failsafe maybe against-"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Lotus makes a statement, and the queen freezes up. It's clear all of a sudden that if there is 'something', then she knows what that 'something' is and immediately knows- and is scared by it.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"It's true, your majesty! (wheeze)" shout-gasps a voice from outside, desperately climbing up the outside of one of the buildings. "They're moving from the north!"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"What?" she replies. "Damn, I thought they wouldn't come back to an empty town..."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She pulls a walkie-talkie out of her robe. "This is your queen speaking! Start moving the ship! We'll catch up to you!"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She begins to make her way towards the doorway. "Well, guess you'll get a good look at them now..."<br /><br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FfOqqEj_ip0&t=16m58s<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;chw">Main theme - Paul Sawtell & Bert Shefter<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It! - The Thing From Outer Space - 1958</span><br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;First, a series of dull, blunted cones begin to rise out of the sand. Almost thirty in all, ringed with green lights- many of them with long arms half-way along, their forearms mounted with underslung guns. At the bottom there is a black sphere with digitigrade legs attached. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;They are approaching.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"The slavers of the Metal Horde..."<br> <br>
 :'''{{#var:162|Zephyr Windstar (162)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Divine Wind chimes a warning... far too late. <span class=" fg_m bg_n ++ m">&lt;LOST LOGIA-CLASS SIGNATURE DETECTED!&gt;</span><br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Zephyr is quick on the uptake, and grabs the axe from its rest, turning to run out the door. "Get to the ship! I'll try and hold them off." she says over her shoulder, before a quartet of purple coloured, transluscent 'pixie wings' sprout from her back and she rockets into the sky, blasting sand around her take-off point.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Divine Wind, area strike mode. Lock on targets, saturation spread." she orders. <span class=" fg_m bg_n ++ m">&lt;TARGETS LOCKED ON. READY FOR SATURATION SPREAD. IMPULSE CASCADE, HURRICANE SHIFT.&gt;</span><br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;In her wake, and appearing around her, dozens of light motes appear, grow in size to about a tennis ball, before lashing out at the conical robots. Each 'bullet' isn't strong, but there's a veritable hailstorm of shots.<br> <br>

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Shrimptoast at 06:49, 20 April 2016

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