<div align="center">(http://thecyphy.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/02/EPISODE1.png)</div><br/><br/><div align="center">(https://i.imgur.com/awMRQSk.png)</div><br/><div class="codeheader">Code: <a class="codeoperation" href="javascript:void(0);" onclick="return smfSelectText(this);">[Select]</a></div><pre style="margin: 0; padding: 0;"><code class="bbc_code">[floatleft][img height=200]     [/img][/floatleft]<br/>[b]Who[/b]: Your character's name.<br/>[b]Where[/b]: Where they are relative to the rest of the people in the thread.<br/>[b]Why[/b]: Who they are interacting with.<br/>[b]What[/b]: What they are doing.<br/>[b]Warnings[/b]: This can be used for important information, or to just let anyone know if your post is Rated-PG13 or Rated-R.<br/></code></pre><br/><hr/><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://challengepost-s3-challengepost.netdna-ssl.com/photos/production/software_photos/000/204/083/datas/gallery.jpg)</div><strong>Who</strong>: GM post<br/><strong>Where</strong>: Space/Fleuka/City<br/><strong>Why</strong>:Everyone<br/><strong>What</strong>: Attacking<br/><strong>Warnings</strong>: Potential Paladins Can see the mountains...no one else can..<br/><br/><br/>Fleuka (https://pre00.deviantart.net/1c0f/th/pre/f/2011/054/7/b/earthlike_planet_by_bbbeto-d3a9asp.jpg), an Unilu  (https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/voltron/images/f/ff/S2E07.114._Fine%2C_what_you_got.png/revision/latest?cb=20170419005257)colony was having a relatively peaceful day, as much as any trading port established by a group of con men and pirates could be. Still, the colony had prospered in the five years since it had been established, drawing different species from all over the various sectors and becoming a thriving, if not small, port of trade. Even during times of war and crisis everyone needs to buy things, perhaps then most of all. All across the vast port, people went to work, doing any number of a thousand invisible jobs it took to keep a small planet going.<br/><br/>The planet didn’t have a lot in strategic value, and if it had any mineral wealth it was yet to be discovered. So, when the Altean Medium cruiser  (https://i.imgur.com/GTSz80E.jpg)existed FTL in orbit and began disgorging its contents of fighters  (https://i.imgur.com/6DvH5WG.jpg)and landers  (https://i.imgur.com/U0P908j.jpg)at the planet, it came as something of a shock to the entire populace. Anyone still paying attention to sensor logs might have noticed the tiny shuttle that had existed a few seconds prior, streaking towards the planet, but that was a detail soon lost to the hustle and bustle of a full scale attack.<br/><br/>Fleuka had stayed mainly out of the war, but the Altean Empire wasn’t known for wasting opportunities, and an untouched world with minimal defenses was ripe for the taking. The fighters began laying siege to the world, even as landers began dropping robotic drones  (https://i.imgur.com/9UrgiHw.jpg)at various points, led by Altean commanders and technicians, already eyeing what could be taken, what should be taken, thoughts already far past what this feeble world could offer up in defense. Lasers spat out from guns, turrets hit buildings, vehicles, and people. Within minutes the carnage seemed like it would never end and within an hour, the Alteans had the small city on lockdown. What few people that could began to flee the city, even as tracker drones hunted them, seeking any sanctuary they could…..and had those mountains  (http://c8.alamy.com/comp/BJ4H7C/kreuzberge-mountain-range-on-the-eastern-edge-of-the-alpsteingebirge-BJ4H7C.jpg)always been there…?<br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/xVuJmFl.jpg)</div><strong>Who</strong>: Arcisa<br/><strong>Where</strong>: Planet-Planetside<br/><strong>Why</strong>: Tagging all<br/><strong>What</strong>: Crashing<br/><strong>Warnings</strong>:<br/><br/><br/><br/>Arcisa grunted as her shuttle  (https://i.imgur.com/7KrOCqL.jpg)shook and danced in the atmosphere, breaking apart, sections tossing and flipping away. Her limited piloting skills weren’t quite up for an emergency landing, especially with the stupid pointy ears on her tail. It wasn’t her fault that she’d been snooping around a sector that had some military base in it. She’d just been taking her new shuttle out for a test flight and had programmed in a random FTL jump, which was, in theory, supposed to stick to only the friendly territories. No one had updated its map in a while, she supposed. Who knew they’d chase after her this far, and follow her through FTL.<br/><br/>Her host body was still thankfully intact, even with the smoke filling the cabin. In theory she could keep it running without oxygen for a few hours, but it wasn’t something she wanted to test. Her hands clutched at the yoke tightly, trying to control the thing down into something resembling a landing that might actually work.<br/><br/>Visually, she spotted a mountain range in the distance from the city, though her sensors told her it wasn’t there. Still, her sensors told her she was still in a fully functioning ship, so those probably weren’t working either. The ground was coming up on her fast, she managed to get the nose up even as she smashed into the planet, carving a furrow in the ground. Her body pitched from the seat…more accurately the seat torn from the deck and scattered across the small cabin of her ship. Her last thought before the darkness hit her was something her 3rd spawn mother told her once…that everything is air droppable at least once.<br/><br/><br/>