<span style="font-weight: bold">((( REPOST AND NEW PLAYER SUMMARY)))</span><br/>(Just taking a post here to re-establish the main series of events for players old and new. The biggest event is currently the 'all arrivals accepted' Xeno-studies class at Apollo Academy Library. Several of my characters are escorting Virgo's human prodigy 'Winter' and GeneticMess's Avery, the presidents half breed son, to the Class and attend it themselves. The class will be taught by another of my Characters, Miss Phil.<br/>As Virgo is the OP and the creator of this setting, I'm currently waiting for 'Winter' to post again before starting the official class.<br/><br/>Virgo has proposed a later large scale event involving a terrorist attack in OOC, and has left the subject open to discussion.<br/><br/>New Players are still welcome to make their own scenes at their leisure.<br/>I am also tenatively opening interaction with my Teacher character, Miss Phil, in the Library, should anyone be interested in joining the larger scene currently in progress. I believe it is the general hope to have the many characters here spread out after the Class Scene, freeing up interactions and possibilities. Interacting with Miss Phil will be slightly limited at the moment, as she is currently on the job, but should provide interesting immersion in the setting and provide some set-up for later scenes. Feel free to PM me or work with others that catch your fancy, but please keep in mind that I may have to recant part or all of these anything written if the OP 'Virgo' asks me to. I'm only attempting to provide support and drum up interest here.)<br/><br/>[GENERAL REPOST OF EVENTS FROM LAST PAGE]<br/><br/>Darian's last post: [Apollo College Library: Intro Xeno classes starting in five minutes.]<br/><br/><div style="padding: 3px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #d8d8d8; font-size: 1em;"><div style="text-transform: uppercase; border-bottom: 1px solid #CCCCCC; margin-bottom: 3px; font-size: 0.8em; font-weight: bold; display: block;"><span onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') {  this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = ''; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;hide&lt;/a&gt;'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;show&lt;/a&gt;'; }"><b>Spoiler: </b><a href="#" onclick="return false;">show</a></span></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;">A big purple alien with a blue and white body suit is running up the steps to the crowd of officers and students!<br/><br/>"Whew! Made it, and I got Winter!" she says to the Officers, panting slightly. <br/><br/>"... where?" one of them asks, looking around the Alien. She's not carrying anything.<br/><br/>an older guard rolls his eyes. "There, newbie. You ain't worked with a Viophibian before, have you?" The older guard points to the large bulge in the Viophibian's belly.</div></div></div><br/><br/>[Amber, Avery, Winter, and Rex] [From: Darian]<br/><br/><div style="padding: 3px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #d8d8d8; font-size: 1em;"><div style="text-transform: uppercase; border-bottom: 1px solid #CCCCCC; margin-bottom: 3px; font-size: 0.8em; font-weight: bold; display: block;"><span onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') {  this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = ''; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;hide&lt;/a&gt;'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;show&lt;/a&gt;'; }"><b>Spoiler: </b><a href="#" onclick="return false;">show</a></span></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;">"Gotta move! Need hands and Tail BYE MISTER!" Amber shouted to the angry Rex, and leaped away like a giant frog, sailing through the air for at least two blocks before landing, and sticking onto the side of the building, and leaps again. This time Amber's octopus tail smacks into the glass corner of a building, swinging her around the corner with little loss of speed before releasing her again. Another two bounds have Amber leaping over the Academy wall= she's headed straight to the library!<br/><br/>Cursing loudly, Regina follows, swearing she won't be beaten by a 'purple squid', with equal disgregard for speed limits, and pedestrians.<br/><br/>Telluria gives Rex a short bow. "I'm sorry, sir, but haste is needed. I will ensure the safety of their charges." Before she begins running to follow though, the tall elf dashes across the street and picks up a humming white board... Winter's hoverboard. With no time to waste, she begins running after Regina and Amber, with staying on the street to avoid the pedestrians entirely. Telluria moves with inhuman grace and speed, though her long legs let her almost skip over parked cars, but she tops a lamp-post effortlessly as a stepping stone to cross a busy intersection in a single bound.<br/><br/>Winter and Alex would see little of this, however, as they are jostled about in the slimy confines of Ambers belly. It's not tight, persay, and stretches pretty easily to accomodate both of them... but the big aliens rapid movements are disorienting. <br/><br/>Till they suddenly stop. <br/><br/>"Whew!" Amber's voice says with relief. "Made it, and I found Winter too!" She sounds like she's talking to someone.</div></div></div><br/><br/>Rex's last post:<br/><div style="padding: 3px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #d8d8d8; font-size: 1em;"><div style="text-transform: uppercase; border-bottom: 1px solid #CCCCCC; margin-bottom: 3px; font-size: 0.8em; font-weight: bold; display: block;"><span onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') {  this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = ''; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;hide&lt;/a&gt;'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;show&lt;/a&gt;'; }"><b>Spoiler: </b><a href="#" onclick="return false;">show</a></span></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;">Yeah, saying,"Bye," didn't cut it around Rex. As soon as Amber started moving, Rex headed towards the Apollo Academy, most likely the College Library. "When I get there, she is in a world of pain!" Clearly Rex didn't understand that the college let Amber do this.</div></div></div><br/><br/>GeneticMess's Last Post:<div style="padding: 3px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #d8d8d8; font-size: 1em;"><div style="text-transform: uppercase; border-bottom: 1px solid #CCCCCC; margin-bottom: 3px; font-size: 0.8em; font-weight: bold; display: block;"><span onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') {  this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = ''; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;hide&lt;/a&gt;'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;show&lt;/a&gt;'; }"><b>Spoiler: </b><a href="#" onclick="return false;">show</a></span></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;">Avery was tossed around the tight confines almost like a rag doll, flailing and in a blind panic every time he went in the air. He tried to yell out and ask Amber to slow down, but quickly realized there wasn't anyway of stopping her now. With no warning, it all came to a screeching halt, Avery landing on his face and groaning in pain. At this point, he chose not to get up unless needed.<br/><br/>((I'm in the same boat as Damian, and I'm willing to do what I can to keep it from dying. For the terrorist attack idea, I'd imagine Avery would be taken back home by force and kept in tight quarters, him and his family being protected at all costs, which might limit social interactions for him...but either way, that idea could definitely be interesting. Maybe the Mantrusects are the ones that take them down?  <img alt=":lol:" src="./images/smilies/icon_lol.gif" title="Laughing"/> <br/><br/>The celebration idea could also be interesting, but I got nothing. A famous pop star or alien character could be interesting...I got nothing there too. Heh heh. I was thinking of adding a robot maid girl with some organic origins, and she suffers from both a inferiority complex and not knowing who she is, looking for someway to "fit in"))</div></div></div><br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">[For Bright, From Darian]</span><br/><br/><div style="padding: 3px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #d8d8d8; font-size: 1em;"><div style="text-transform: uppercase; border-bottom: 1px solid #CCCCCC; margin-bottom: 3px; font-size: 0.8em; font-weight: bold; display: block;"><span onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') {  this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = ''; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;hide&lt;/a&gt;'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;show&lt;/a&gt;'; }"><b>Spoiler: </b><a href="#" onclick="return false;">show</a></span></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;">[Nicholia and Jules]<br/><br/>The big blue Na'vi was still a bit thrown at her... victim's non-chalance at being eaten. It was... confusing, as much as it was calming to her.<br/><br/>His question caught her off guard. Nicholia didn't answer immediately... was she going to digest him? It wasn't clear if, in her madness, that was what she wanted... no what she wanted was something inside her. but she didn't know if that hunger went farther, for prey as food, or stopped simply at the act.<br/><br/>Now that she thought about it... she could get away with it. He was a lower class liscence, and nobody knew she had him. It would be the perfect crime. <br/>But did she really want that? Would digesting him help the pangs? Was she a killer? It had felt glorious, taking him...<br/><br/>Well, her pause had reached uncomfortable length... long enough that Jules could easily assume she was thinking about digesting him... or had already decided to...<br/><br/>"I... don't think so?" Nicholia said at last, her voice squeaky and uncertain. gingerly, Jules felt a hand on his head through the stomach wall. "I... wasn't exactly thinking straight when I... um..."</div></div></div>