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Into The Void [Rp*
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Sitting on his chair, and in his house on his homeworld of Tuvega, an elderly Ikrian, by the name of Lurden was drinking his drink of choice- Mixed rum and cherry coke-- a drink introduced to him when he was younger by an Earthling, whom Lurden had befriended. These were Lurden's happy years. The years after the great Galactic War had ended, though at the time, Though at the time, Lurden wasn't sure how to begin living again.
Slowly, Lurden's eccentric brood of four grandchildren slithered up to him slowly like snails. There was Lurbek, His youngest grandchild of seven years, who was always interested in the stories his grandfather told. He also has a penchant for cookies, a human delicacy that is crumbly and has a sweet flavor. Then there was Lurinia, The 10 year old spoiled brat who always asked for dolls every time Lurden slithered his way over to his daughter's house. She liked human movies, as well as Lurden's stories. There was Lurxen, The very shy, very nerdy 13 year old who liked Japanese anime from the 1990's, an era some 700 years before he was born and also liked "Grampy" Lurden's stories. Finally there was Lurdeth, The very moody, very depressed, very rebellious 17 year old who hated everything, except Lurden's stories, and his boyfriend.
You may be asking what kind of stories these were. What could be so fascinating, that would gain the attention of each of his grandchildren so thoroughly. Lurden was once a space pirate, of a fearsome reputation, and they were fascinated, at the things that he had done in his youth almost 100 years back. "Grandpa," asked Lurxen, "tell us the full story," he continued. " You want to hear the stories of how I incinerated men and women of every race, chugged bullets from mechs into Ikrians, humans, Slorians, and Flugians, pilfered and pillaged throughout the galaxy, and how I reformed at the end of a hard life," Asked Lurden. All four of them nodded. "Okay, but things get Just your friendly neighborhood gay boy!
Slowly, Lurden's eccentric brood of four grandchildren slithered up to him slowly like snails. There was Lurbek, His youngest grandchild of seven years, who was always interested in the stories his grandfather told. He also has a penchant for cookies, a human delicacy that is crumbly and has a sweet flavor. Then there was Lurinia, The 10 year old spoiled brat who always asked for dolls every time Lurden slithered his way over to his daughter's house. She liked human movies, as well as Lurden's stories. There was Lurxen, The very shy, very nerdy 13 year old who liked Japanese anime from the 1990's, an era some 700 years before he was born and also liked "Grampy" Lurden's stories. Finally there was Lurdeth, The very moody, very depressed, very rebellious 17 year old who hated everything, except Lurden's stories, and his boyfriend.
You may be asking what kind of stories these were. What could be so fascinating, that would gain the attention of each of his grandchildren so thoroughly. Lurden was once a space pirate, of a fearsome reputation, and they were fascinated, at the things that he had done in his youth almost 100 years back. "Grandpa," asked Lurxen, "tell us the full story," he continued. " You want to hear the stories of how I incinerated men and women of every race, chugged bullets from mechs into Ikrians, humans, Slorians, and Flugians, pilfered and pillaged throughout the galaxy, and how I reformed at the end of a hard life," Asked Lurden. All four of them nodded. "Okay, but things get Just your friendly neighborhood gay boy!
14-Jan-2016 03:50:32 - Last edited on 14-Jan-2016 03:54:53 by Pink 4 Twink
fuzzy when you party and drink vodka in outer space. "There were six of us: myself, a Flugian, an AI, and three humans, and let me just say we kicked butt. At one point in my life..........
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14-Jan-2016 03:51:06 - Last edited on 14-Jan-2016 04:54:18 by Pink 4 Twink
Sheldus
Sitting at the table in Xenia's, a very popular bar in Venture Sigma's Red Light District, was a fairly crazy and paranoid Flugian named Sheldus. He was very muscular and he was drinking his favorite Flugian styled ale, which is made from seaweed, alcohol, and the traditional hops and herbs that go into any alcoholic drink, which were introduced to the Flugians by the humans. Sheldus' shell was decorated with images of Pinchites, a figure in ancient Flugian myths, who dared to steal the magical golden harp from the God of death himself, to cure his wife of a disease that magic, nor herbal cures could not.
As this Flugian was drinking, a human walked up to say hello. Sheldus was startled, "Who is you?! They sends you didn't they? Here to drag Flugian back to Sheld*voose to be tried for war crimes? Me not answer for this!!!!" Screamed Sheldus who ran out of the bar. The Bartender was chasing after him, "Hey, you forgot to pay" He screamed. Sheldus hid in the garbage can.
Sheldus was convinced that the human who said "hello" to him was here to arrest him for what he had shamefully done in his past, in reality, this human had no idea about what Sheldus had done. 30 years ago, during the Flugian civil war he was the commandant in a death camp for Flugian rebels. Sheldus oversaw the killing of approximately 940,000 Flugians, Included in that number were half of his family. After the humans uplifted the Flugians, and negotiated an end to the war for both sides, they began hunting the Flugian commandants who ran the death camps. Sheldus was among the first to be captured, but a sympathizer helped him escape, and he fled, and Sheldus eventually became a pirate.
Sheldus took a peek out of the trashcan to see if anyone was there, when he saw that nobody was there, he stepped out of the trashcan. Just your friendly neighborhood gay boy!
Sitting at the table in Xenia's, a very popular bar in Venture Sigma's Red Light District, was a fairly crazy and paranoid Flugian named Sheldus. He was very muscular and he was drinking his favorite Flugian styled ale, which is made from seaweed, alcohol, and the traditional hops and herbs that go into any alcoholic drink, which were introduced to the Flugians by the humans. Sheldus' shell was decorated with images of Pinchites, a figure in ancient Flugian myths, who dared to steal the magical golden harp from the God of death himself, to cure his wife of a disease that magic, nor herbal cures could not.
As this Flugian was drinking, a human walked up to say hello. Sheldus was startled, "Who is you?! They sends you didn't they? Here to drag Flugian back to Sheld*voose to be tried for war crimes? Me not answer for this!!!!" Screamed Sheldus who ran out of the bar. The Bartender was chasing after him, "Hey, you forgot to pay" He screamed. Sheldus hid in the garbage can.
Sheldus was convinced that the human who said "hello" to him was here to arrest him for what he had shamefully done in his past, in reality, this human had no idea about what Sheldus had done. 30 years ago, during the Flugian civil war he was the commandant in a death camp for Flugian rebels. Sheldus oversaw the killing of approximately 940,000 Flugians, Included in that number were half of his family. After the humans uplifted the Flugians, and negotiated an end to the war for both sides, they began hunting the Flugian commandants who ran the death camps. Sheldus was among the first to be captured, but a sympathizer helped him escape, and he fled, and Sheldus eventually became a pirate.
Sheldus took a peek out of the trashcan to see if anyone was there, when he saw that nobody was there, he stepped out of the trashcan. Just your friendly neighborhood gay boy!
15-Jan-2016 21:04:44 - Last edited on 15-Jan-2016 21:05:39 by Pink 4 Twink
Later that night, Sheldus returned to his house, Which happened to be right next to a bordello. This house was unique in a scope of paranoia that only a wanted war criminal like Sheldus could possibly possess. Here, there were floating security cameras that patrolled the perimeter 24/7 and required only sunlight to operate. On top of that, Sheldus had an army of robots patrolling that same area. He had security cameras which automatically switched to night-vision and thermal vision at around 10:00pm, the door was made of reinforced steel 4 inches thick. He had six security codes that were required to open the door. All of them had to be punched in correctly or the alarm would sound and the "agitator" would be chased off the property by the robots.
Sheldus entered his door, and due to his chronic OCD still did not feel safe, and proceeded to lock and unlock his door 17 times, he took seven showers in his home to get the sent of garbage off him, he went through seven bars of soap that day, each for washing his pinchers, for if one germ gets inside him, by his own reasoning, he might die.
You might be wondering how Sheldus could have all this, and the reason is that Sheldus is Galbora's roommate; but Galbora is almost never planet-side these days, because she is too busy shooting alliance vessels out of the sky from her dreadnaught. It is a task that requires her to be up 24-7, or 27/7 in the case of Nakriid.
You may be wondering about Sheldus' relationship with Galbora. Unfortunately Galbora hates Flugians and regards them as "idiots", due to their broken English. Probably more of a reason for her to just leave that place to her roommate, Sheldus. Sheldus went to bed early because he was tired, but he went to bed thinking that he could have done more to ensure his safety. Just your friendly neighborhood gay boy!
Sheldus entered his door, and due to his chronic OCD still did not feel safe, and proceeded to lock and unlock his door 17 times, he took seven showers in his home to get the sent of garbage off him, he went through seven bars of soap that day, each for washing his pinchers, for if one germ gets inside him, by his own reasoning, he might die.
You might be wondering how Sheldus could have all this, and the reason is that Sheldus is Galbora's roommate; but Galbora is almost never planet-side these days, because she is too busy shooting alliance vessels out of the sky from her dreadnaught. It is a task that requires her to be up 24-7, or 27/7 in the case of Nakriid.
You may be wondering about Sheldus' relationship with Galbora. Unfortunately Galbora hates Flugians and regards them as "idiots", due to their broken English. Probably more of a reason for her to just leave that place to her roommate, Sheldus. Sheldus went to bed early because he was tired, but he went to bed thinking that he could have done more to ensure his safety. Just your friendly neighborhood gay boy!
17-Jan-2016 18:34:43
*whoops, double post*
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17-Jan-2016 18:34:57 - Last edited on 17-Jan-2016 18:35:59 by Pink 4 Twink
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