The Prisoner From The Sky [O.Oracle & Lustful Bride]
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				Title: <strong>The Prisoner From The Sky [O.Oracle &amp; Lustful Bride]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OmniscientOracle</strong> on <strong>26-11-2014, 04:00:53</strong>
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				"Round and round she goes . . . When she stops . . . We'll all be dead," grumbled the Scanning Officer as he stared at the Atmospheric Scanner.&nbsp; All he had wanted was a reasonable position in the military.&nbsp; Nothing dangerous, of course.&nbsp; Last thing in the world he wanted to be was dead, even if it was an altruistic act.&nbsp; So, he pushed his scientific knowledge, and where did he end up?&nbsp; Trapped at National Scanning Outpost "D".&nbsp; And the job that was going to bring him fame and glory by joining the wonderful military?&nbsp; Glaring at a scanner while he did his damnedest to not fall asleep and get reprimanded . . . again.<br><br>It's not like anything ever happened, anyway.&nbsp; His duty was to make sure that none of the other nations got too ambitious and decided to blow his country to dust, which meant that he had to keep a vigil on a map of the night sky while the scanner arm on the screen went around and around ad infinitum.&nbsp; He couldn't even listen to any music to break the monotony!&nbsp; "Might be too distracting," his Chief Officer told him, "Can't have you dancing when the apocalypse is nigh."&nbsp; That asshole.&nbsp; Did he really think that he would be dancing while doing this?!&nbsp; He'd be more willing to -<br><br>The sound of a shrill *beep* jarred him from his thoughts.&nbsp; There was a dot on the scanner.&nbsp; There was a dot on the scanner!<br><br>He practically launched himself from his chair, hurtling towards the Chief Officer's office.&nbsp; Bursting in, he panted, "Sir, there's something on the scanner!" before running back to his post.&nbsp; He was quickly joined by his Chief Officer, who was looking only marginally less alarmed.<br><br>"Don't just sit there," the Chief Officer snapped, "What have you got?&nbsp; It is descending?&nbsp; What's the rate?"<br><br>The Scanning Officer paused in his calculations and replied, "It's . . . not an uncontrolled descent.&nbsp; It's surprisingly gradual."<br><br>"What do you mean?&nbsp; You mean it's not a weapon?&nbsp; Or . . . some sort of debris?"<br><br>"Doesn't . . . look like it.&nbsp; I mean, it's still a sharp descent, but nothing that would be expected."<br><br>"Hmm.&nbsp; What's the size?"<br><br>"Bigger than usual.&nbsp; Bigger than an expected weapon, at least."<br><br>The Chief Officer thought for a moment, then walked back to his office.&nbsp; Activating the intercom on his desk, he said, "Contact the General, tell him to ready an assessment team, exact location to follow.&nbsp; Something is coming down."<br><br>Watching the dot quickly slip down the scanner, the Scanning Officer watched in wonder.&nbsp; What had he found?
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Prisoner From The Sky [O.Oracle &amp; Lustful Bride]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lustful Bride</strong> on <strong>26-11-2014, 05:27:19</strong>
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				The instruments and alarms were all blinking and screaming all around Kelsey. Her controls barely functioned and she felt like she was going to be thrown out of her own body with how hard and fast the entire craft was spinning at first as she entered the atmosphere of the planet Icon 4. The fourth planet in this solar system, her intended target, was shockingly earth like and its beauty had been what had first attracted her to it for scanning purposes. The young planetary surveyor had just finished her seventh survey mission of a world for Sidonis Mining co. For some reason when she had used the gravity of one of the other worlds nearby to slingshot herself here and save on her fuel rods, the sudden stop had damaged her engines and the inertia of being launched sent her into the planet’s orbit then atmosphere.<br><br>Miraculously she had managed to activate some of the emergency boosters and little by little she was slowing her descent from one that promised a painful and short demise to one that possibly just promised her a severely painful landing.&nbsp; Kelsey was strapped into her chair and trying to keep the ship under control as she soon broke through the cloud layers.<br><br><em>'Oh god this is gonna hurt, when the rescue team arrives I better get disability pay</em>." She thought, though she could barely hear her own thoughts at this point as the ground came up faster than she intended and suddenly she felt like a puppet without strings.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Prisoner From The Sky [O.Oracle &amp; Lustful Bride]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OmniscientOracle</strong> on <strong>26-11-2014, 07:51:13</strong>
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				"What is that thing?" the General of Aeronautics whispered to himself as he stared into the sky.&nbsp; He had been watching the fall of this massive fireball for a minute now, watching it grow bigger and bigger.&nbsp; It had started out as just a twinkling dot in the sky, like a star, and now it was like an explosion hurtling toward the ground.&nbsp; Standing in the back of his personal transport, with fifty hand-picked elite soldiers in full battle gear behind him, he could not say that he was without fear.&nbsp; What if this was some kind of a new weapon?&nbsp; Something that would obliterate everything they had, and he would go down in history as being the only General who stood there, waiting for it.<br><br>Still, this was no time for fear.&nbsp; Sooner or later, he would find out what it was, and he'd be damned if anyone got to the crash site before he and his team did.&nbsp; He could hear something now, a kind of hissing roar that grew steadily louder the closer the thing came.&nbsp; The ground around him seemed to tremble in fright, and he thought he could feel the heat from the flames making him sweat.<br><br>"Brace for impact!" he bellowed over the howl of the object, and he ducked down into his transport as his soldiers dropped to the ground behind him.&nbsp; First came the horrible crash, with the ground leaping under their feet and shuddering, then the sound of ground tearing and metal shrieking as the thing plowed its way through the field towards him and his crew.<br><br>The rumbling and scraping finally died away, and he took the opportunity to peek over the top of his transport.&nbsp; It didn't look like any kind of a weapon that he was familiar with.&nbsp; It looked . . . strange.&nbsp; Not of this world.&nbsp; The media was going to have a field day with this, and he had a sinking feeling that his workload had just doubled.<br><br>"Advance and assess," he barked to his crew, "Get those fires out, and keep your weapons ready.&nbsp; I think it's safe to say we don't know what this thing is."&nbsp; Each one of his soldiers ran out to do the duty they had been trained to do, but he knew that they had to be as nervous of this as he was.<br><br>They had just gotten the fires under control when one soldier ran back, yelling, "Sir!&nbsp; Something's moving!&nbsp; It seems to be opening up!"<br><br>The General jumped down from his transport, yelling as he jogged toward the crash site, "Aim your weapons!&nbsp; If this thing turns hostile, I want it dead before it can take a single step!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Prisoner From The Sky [O.Oracle &amp; Lustful Bride]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lustful Bride</strong> on <strong>26-11-2014, 09:01:53</strong>
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				Kelsey groaned as she awoke soon after the crash. Her entire body hurt and felt like she had been the ragdoll for a giant child who was throwing a massive tantrum. The heat inside of her ship was unbearable. Even inside of her suit she felt incredibly hot and was sweating bullets. <br><em><strong>‘Warning, hull damage critical. ‘</strong></em> The robotic voice from her ships onboard computer told her over and over again until she pressed several buttons on her control pad. The screen before her flashed countless warnings but she wasn’t too keen on listening in. <br><br>The young woman opened up one of the doors near her cockpit and climbed out, hearing voices and strange words echo in her ears and bounce off of her helmet as she climbed out of her ship and smoke rose up into the air like an oily stain upon the blue sky.<br><br><em>‘Well…I guess I should change my name to Regina Crusoe.’ </em> She thougth and looked to the various local sentients who were obviously aiming primitive firearms at her.<br><br>She raised her hands above her head and remained on her knees as she looked at threm through her helmet andwatched her breath fog up the glass before her eyes.<br><br>“I come in peace?” She said, hoping that her actions were not considered hostile.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Prisoner From The Sky [O.Oracle &amp; Lustful Bride]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OmniscientOracle</strong> on <strong>27-11-2014, 04:47:54</strong>
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				The General came to a halt on the other side of the metal thing.&nbsp; In his hurry, he had almost broken one of the cardinal rules of his team, and that was to make sure that they were protected from anything.<br><br>Reaching into his satchel, he pulled out a safety hood that would slip over his head, protecting him from harmful contaminants and filtering his breathing air.&nbsp; All his soldiers had something of this nature specially built-onto their helmets, though he overheard one soldier complain that it made them look like creepy statues.&nbsp; He couldn't really argue with that, but they weren't supposed to be aesthetically pleasing, they were supposed to do a job . . . which is what he reminded that soldier.<br><br>He carefully walked around what seemed to be the front of the thing and finally got a glimpse at what his soldiers were aiming their guns at.&nbsp; It was smaller than him, looked to be feminine, and was dressed in an odd material that looked to be something like a uniform, but nothing like he had seen before.&nbsp; It had a strange helmet (or worse, exoskeleton) and definitely seemed to have violent intent far from its mind, at the moment.&nbsp; If this creature came from this metal object, then possibly it was a vessel, a transport of some kind.&nbsp; But a transport for what?<br><br>He looked towards the soldier that was scanning the wreckage for contaminants, and eventually the soldier looked over to him and shook his head to show that the area was clean.&nbsp; At least there was that comfort.&nbsp; With the addition this thing kneeling in front of him, his workload had just trebled.<br><br>Two soldiers came to his side as he walked towards the creature, his team taking no chances on this thing becoming hostile.&nbsp; Removing his hood to breathe the unfiltered air, he glared down his muzzle at the figure before him and asked in a slow, quiet voice:&nbsp; "What on Stasil are you?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Prisoner From The Sky [O.Oracle &amp; Lustful Bride]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lustful Bride</strong> on <strong>01-12-2014, 21:03:26</strong>
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				Kelsey looked up in shock, glad that her helmet didn't show her facial features, at what she was seeing with her own eyes. It was a horse, yet stood on two legs, had hands and wore clothes. In fact, the creature did just about everything a human would do. She pondered for a moment if this was some sort of movie but was too frightened by more of them approaching to really think.<br><br>She heard the one closest to her, the on that had revealed its face, ask her something. It took her a moment but soon the words began to make sense, though they sounded awkward and accented, still it was better than nothing.<br><br>"Im..a Human. I don't want to hurt anyone.' She said, continuing to hold up her arms but closing her eyes and expecting at any moment to be shot by the jumpy natives. She could feel even more sweat dripping down her skin now than when she had been trying to stop her craft from smashing into the planet. <br><br><em>'They never covered anything like this in job training.' </em> She thought and waited to see what happened next.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Prisoner From The Sky [O.Oracle &amp; Lustful Bride]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OmniscientOracle</strong> on <strong>08-12-2014, 05:46:00</strong>
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				It was amazing . . . the General could hardly believe his ears.&nbsp; This creature spoke his language!&nbsp; But it was impossible, he had never seen a creature like it in all his life.&nbsp; Admittedly, the voice was . . . strange.&nbsp; It sounded flat and even slightly mechanical, as if it wasn't a natural voice.&nbsp; But he had no time to worry about these sorts of things now.&nbsp; That was the sort of thing that drove the scientists crazy.&nbsp; His job was to make damn sure that this being, this . . . human, didn't try to take over his country.<br><br>He spoke slowly to the female, keeping his voice clear and concise in the hopes that she understood him:&nbsp; "You will come with us.&nbsp; You will make no sudden moves.&nbsp; You will keep your hands up.&nbsp; You try anything, and we will be forced to shoot you.&nbsp; Do you understand what I am saying?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Prisoner From The Sky [O.Oracle &amp; Lustful Bride]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lustful Bride</strong> on <strong>08-12-2014, 18:19:18</strong>
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				The being nodded its head before giving a brief <em>yes</em> to the local's question. Her arms were already aching from holding them up for so long, but she bit back any comments she wanted so say. Kelsey got back up onto her feet and moved in time with the locals. They took a step, she took a step, they turned, she turned. The heat was immense now that Kelsey had the time to notice it, her ship was like a large oven by now with the air ripling around it as the round beneath it was blackened and cracked.<br><br><br>The Human did her best to remain calm in the situation and followed the horsemen to a waiting truck, once inside of it, she placed her hands behind her head and interlaced the fingers before being asked to do so. She felt the roar of the vehicle in the pit of her stomach when it began moving and fought with the growing anxiety she had. Mental images of her beinbg dissected filled her mind and if it had not been for the roar of the truck's engines, the aliens around Kelsey might have heard a faint fearful whimper.
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