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Creative Arts and Media => Creative Writing => Topic started by: scarypuppy on August 05, 2007, 02:07:42 AM
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Shaun Mcleary is a regular guy, holds a steady job with the Earth Unified Trading Corporation and has a home on Mother Earth and Luna.
However, a new race of aliens are beginning to flood into the Earth's boundaries, and The ASC and UNSF are unable to keep tabs on all of them, so decide to offer them citizenship in the Milky Way.
After aproximately...2 months, it became apparent the aliens were seaching for something...or someone, with reports of people being scanned and acosted the them. The ASC called for Pacification and Controll, but the UNSF intervened and prevented war, allowing the aliens partial Amnesty if they agreed to keep from creeping out other HLs.
Shaun is on call at a shipping port within the interior of a small Moon, and has been noticing a large ammount of non-regulation traffic on the radio and in the ports, more and more ships of alien design landing on un-colonized planets.
But, like always, he just ignores it and goes back to watching the Luna and Earth Teams play Gravi ball against eachother.
sadly, this easygoing guy's life is going to be interrupted by a series of convenient plot points.....i mean uhm....events......yeah
(this story is a comedy, so i diddnt try to make the opening serious alright)
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[thats alright. take your time dear.]
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(thanks ^_^V)
(to clarify, Shaun is a dalmatian, has a thick crop of hair hanging over one eye)
Shaun grumbled to himself as he cataloged the latest shipment of Mech parts Destined for Planetary Colony system 4E, "Shaun, Hey, Shaun, over here!!" Shaun turned quickly, his office chair catching on his tail and tipping him over. "Now Now Shaun, with those skills you should have been accepted to Earth's Gravi-ball team." Shaun looked up to see the grinning face of his Boss, a one-eyed panther, a Veteran of the American and Chinese Space Expansion Wars. Shaun stood and cricked his back, "Naw, Id have to wake up too early"
(GRR...Finish it up later)
Oh, and Tomorrows my B-day!!
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I like it so far Pup, keep it going ^^
(And Happy Birthday too!)
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(ooooh, I have the theme song for this story now!!)
(www.myspace.com/entershikari) (The song= Anything Can Happen)
Shaun picked his clipboard up off the ground and looked through it breifly, looking at Nate afterwards, "your rounds dont start till 5 man." (all Time in our Solar System is held on Earth time) Nate sighed, placing a hand on Shaun's shoulder, "I know, but i knew you'd be watching the Gravi game, so i came to wake you up, also, theres a new announcement, it has to do with the LFUN's (life forms unknown) showing up all over the place." Shaun nodded, grinning as he pushed his hover screen over the table, it clattered flat to the floor. Nate shook his head and walked to the doorway, leaning up against it as he addressed Shaun, "stow aways have been reported all over this system, a couple actually made it all the way to Earth, anyways, be on the look out for crates labeled for Mr. Johnessai, alright?" Shaun sat back down at his desk and have a salute back. Nate tapped his foot at the doorway, ".....Now, Shaun, I ment NOW!" Shaun groaned and stood, pulled on his Vest, Hardhat and Work Clothes. Nate slapped him on the back of the head and closed the door behind them.
Shaun kept his head low as he ducked underneath Robotic Shipping Arms, crates constantly being shifted and moved to their destinations throughout the shipping yard. Shaun had less than 5 minuets to before the yard was drained of Oxygen and atmosphere in order to check the crates in even pressure. Shaun pulled on his Worker's EVA kit and held onto a railing as shutters opened to vent in space. "Shaun EVA kit system check, Oxygen supply at 60 PLs, internal suit pressure reaching Cabin Levels, Biological scanner reading.....Negative Vaccum damage, Atmosphere draining at 150 Percent Ratio, complete in.....now." Shaun let go of the railing to find himself freely floating in the yard, the robotic arms shut off to allow him easy, safe access throughout the yard. Bzzzkrssssht "Shaun, the life form scanner in YA 50R picked something up, it might be a California Dove, but check it out in case." "Roger Nate." (California Dove= Small Birdlike Parasites that float freely throughout space, mainly in the airspace around Earth and Luna.)
(GAH!!!......Football, Finish up later Guys)
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"This is Shaun, reaching Bio scanner disturbance area, nothing in sight so far...." Shaun carefully shifted a robotic arm with his legs, bracing against a crate for support, "Are you sure it just wasnt a malfunction?" "Negative Shaun, somethins there....Its in a Shipment Crate, Label, TD 349, should have a large ASC stamp on it." "Roger.....Found it." Shaun grunted as he pulled out a large blue crate from a shipping cabinet. "thing feels like its empty." Shaun pulled a crowbar out of his equipment pack and slowly managed to break the top of the crate open. Shaun fumbled with his light rod strapped to his leg and peered into the crate, at first all he noticed were metal pipes, but as he looked in deeper, he saw a foot sticking out of one of the piles. "This is Shaun, initiate Oxygen flooding now, we have a Biological!" Nate jumped to his feet and rushed to the oxygenation control room, "damndamndamndamndamn!" Nate rammed into the control board and hit the ground with a loud thud. "Damnit." He stood quickly and looked for the shutter switches, hastily he flipped them and began to initiate the Oxygenation process, "Shaun, take cover, de-vacumization initiating in 4 seconds." "oh shit!" Shaun dived into the crate and pulled the lid back on hard, fastening it shut with one of the pipes. Shaun panted heavily in his suit, sweat trickling down his neck and on his chest, just then a soft voice emerged from the mass of pipes underneath him, "your hurting me." Shaun shifted sharply to see a pair of bright pink eyes glaring from the darkness of the crate. "what....the..." The crate was shaken suddenly by the enormous pressure regulators of the station, the crate flew across the room and slammed into a Ventilation shaft, denting it deeply. "Nate, Nate, This is Shaun, the Biological is still alive, and I think I slammed into something." His radio was silent, just the soft clicking of the radio's receiver waiting for a signal. "creeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeak." Shaun shaded his eyes as the top of the crate tore away, Nate standing in the bright yard lights will the mini Jaws of life jabbing him in the gut, "well, where is the Biological?" Shaun shook his head vigorously and climbed out of the crate, ripping his helmet off and reaching in to pull pipes out of the crate. Nate dropped the jaws to the floor and helped, tugging pipe after pipe out as they slowly uncovered the thin from of a Female Alien. Nate wiped at his forehead as he looked her over, "Shaun, Get her out of there, we need to call a Medi-craft." Shaun nodded and leaned in, tugging her free of the small pipes still pinning her to the crate floor. As they walked to the control room's medical center, Shaun took time to look over the frail girl in his arms. Her bright neon green hair seemed to be alive, with strands constantly entwining with each other and his arm. She was Human in appearance and features, but obviously of an alien race, most possibly one of the LFUNs. Her Light blue skin seemed to shift in shades as shadows cast themselves on different parts of her body, becoming lighter in the absence of light and darker in the presence of light. "Shaun, watch your step, were coming up to the bay door." Shaun nodded and picked her head up slightly, keeping it from hitting the door as they walked into the cabin, she managed to murmur another sentence through her blue tinged lips, "I'm going to do something bad, please let me go." Shaun blinked and looked down at her, she continued in her half comatose state. He thought of telling Nate, but saw him arguing with himself about how this was slowing down the yard, so he decided to keep it to himself. "Shaun, lay her out on the table, see if she has any atmosphere burns or injuries." Shaun nodded and laid her out on the table, placing a thermal blanket on top of her. Nate let out a large sigh and sat down on a stool nearby, running a paw through his short spiked hair. "this is great, 5 days after that damn Pluto tour ship rammed into the outer docking area, i get this, some LFUN hiding in a crate of fighter coolant pipes." Shaun opened one of her eyes and shined a light into it, "if you can hear me, or understand me, follow the light." Shaun moved the light back and fourth with no effect. "Can you speak, are you even concious in any way?" one of the girl's eyes opened and locked onto him, keeping its gaze on him. "Nate, shes in some state of comatose, but shes still concious." Nate walked over and waved a glow rod in front of her, the eye suddenly locked onto it, the pupil expanding almost to the point of bursting. "holy crap, shes definately one of those LFUNs, her eyes went crazy over a neon light source." Shaun rubbed at his neck, "wait....what?" Shaking his head, Nate propped the girl's head up on a padded cushion, "the LFUNs come from a region of space with a dying sun, thats why they've been flooding into our galaxy, they never go past Pluto or one of the Teraformed moons near Saturn and Jupiter, their anatomy makes them incapable of withstanding more than a few minuets of bright sunlight, they would fry on Earth." Shaun leaned on a nearby medicine bench, ".....what?" Nate growled deeply, "Their bodies cant stand extremely bright sunlight, so they decided to come here and remain on the icy planets." "then why is she here, or still alive, that crate read ASC property, which means its been to Earth at least once, and if thats true, like you said, she would have fried." "You expect me to know everything about these damn aliens, i can barely understand our own race, and dont get me started on the Humans." Shaun peeled his EVA suit off slowly, his fur matted down heavily, "Nate, im going to hit the showers, ill be back in a bit, if you need help just buzz me ok?" Nate nodded, "go ahead, i still need to radio for a Medi-Craft." Shaun saluted sarcastically and walked out of the bay, the top half of his EVA suit hanging off of him from the waist. Shaun carefully inputed his preferred temperatures into the water regulator's user interface, and as the water started and heated up, played the song, 'to Trixy and Reptile, thanks for everything, by Chiodos' and stripped the EVA suit off completely. "this is our, our one chance to make things right." Shaun sang along as he climbed into the shower and washed himself off. "the reflection in her sun bright eye." Shaun gargled a bit of the water and continued to wash off, " Ill keep dreaming, not another word sweetheart." he lathered his fur with shampoo and continued to wash off. He closed his eyes and turned around as the chorus played, "would you ever admit, your, in love?" He shook his head vigorously and wiped the last bit of soap from his bangs, brushing them aside. As he opened his eyes, the alien girl was leaning against the opposite wall of the shower, "hi." "GAH!!!!!" Shaun jumped out of the shower and pulled a towel out of the rack, unfortunately it was a hand towel, "wh..wh..what are you doing here, werent you in the Med bay?" The intercom squaked to life, "Shaun, Uhmm....The Girl is missing......yeah, Get up here....Now." Shaun turned back to the girl, who was holding his jeans up and examining them, "they feel so rough....what are these?" Shaun reached out and pulled them out of her hands, "those, are mine, and why are you here?" "the girl sat down on one of the wash stools nearby, "that Other Earthling was boring me, plus he was shouting at himself too much, I wanted to see if you would play with me." Shaun blinked and blushed deeply. "awww, cool, i wanna do that." the girl held her breath, her cheeks flared red momentarily, "whew...thats hard to do." Shaun walked forward and tossed her over his shoulder, "you, wait here, dont move alright?" He set her down inside of the maintenance closet. (just a note, the Alien girl is not a child.) "wait here, ill be back, and no looking." Shaun began to shut the door when one of her hands stopped it, "no looking at what?" Shaun was about to turn when he felt something grip his backside, "This?" Shaun growled deeply and slapped at her hand, "dont......dont do that." he closed the door and moved to his clothes, dressing quickly, water still dripping from his hair. The girl was crouching over a small california dove that had been hiding in the closet, "is it time to go already?" Shaun growled and picked her up, throwing her over his shoulder. "oof, your mean."
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Shaun leaned heavilly on the back of his office chair as he chewed on a small piece of gum he found in his pant pocket. "hey ...what are you?" Shaun sighed heavily and slumped his shoulders, "for the billionth time, I'm a Dalmatian." "whats that?" "Its a Species of Dog, And therefore, I'm a Furry....Alright?" The Girl rubbed at her neck a bit, seeming confused, "Are'nt there Humans where you come from?" "Yeah, Earth has the largest Population of Natural Humans, and Furries." The Girl hugged her knees, "Humans Scare me." Shaun was about to ask her what she meant when Nate entered the room. "Alright, apparently she has no signs of Atmospheric or Vacume damage, Their sending a Medi-Craft right now from Titan." Shaun put his paws behind his head and slowly rocked the chair back and forth, "Great, I wont have to answer anymore stupid Questions." Nate Turned to him, "where did you say you found her, after I made the announcement on the loudspeaker?" Shaun was about to answer when the girl answered for him, "I watched him sing in the shower, it was cute, also his butt feels fuzzy." Shaun blushed brightly, crossing his arms and looking off to the side. "you diddnt tell me that part Man." Shaun mumbled an answer. "what, Shaun Speak up." "I said I didd'nt think it was important." Nate rolled his eyes and patted the Girl on the Head, "any Reason you ran off and ah..... Peeked in on Shaun over there." "you Bored me." "ah...b...I...." Shaun laughed softly from his seat. "oh shut up....Fuzz Butt." Shaun clicked his tounge and stood, "well, how long is the wait?" "about an Hour, take our guest to the Lounge and fix her up something to eat." Nate turned to the Girl, who stood and came up in height up to his chin, "what is your name...all this time and I havent asked." The Girl smiled shyly, "Nestria." Nate smiled and bowed slightly, "you are my guest here, so Shaun will assist you with whatever you need." Shaun groaned and facepawed his tail drooping.
(Finish up later guys, what do you think of it so far?)
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(),0 I says, AWESUM!!! {ok, im done...worn out and need to get to work}
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New Posts Coming soon, Postponed till then
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Shaun dragged his heels as he led the Girl to the mess hall, she had gained a close attatchment with playing with his tail. "stop" "why?" "Because I said." "that doesnt make sence." "yes it does because I'm in charge." "nooooo, your boss said I am, so nyah." Shaun bit his lip to keep what he was about to say to himself. Shaun let out a sigh of relief as he saw the Mess hall just down the hall from him. "alright, what do you eat." The girl tugged on his tail and hummed to herself, apparently thinking it over.
(im soooooooooooooooooooooooooooo sorry to whomever may be actually reading my material, sooo sorry)
(yes.....another Delay...gah I hate myself)
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O,o ooohhh...i like it.
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"I'd like a sandwich." Shaun rubbed at his temples as he headed towards the fridge. Carefully he opened the door and squinted as the hissing cold came rushing out at his eyes. The girl sat at the nearby counter fiddling with a small parakeet that was being kept in a cage, "hey, please don't take him out of his cage, he's old." The girl looked up at him and smiled, "but he seems so sad, all cooped up in the cage like that." Shaun rolled his eyes and pulled de-oxygenated lettuce from the bottom shelves, along with several packets of condiments and slices of turky. As he pulled out the items, he heard and slightly felt a, "fwoofsh" from behind him. He straightened out his back and turned slowly to see the girl covering her mouth with her hands and looking at a small pile of ashes at the bottom of the cage. ".....What happened?"
(im beginning to question wether or not i should even write anymore with all these interruptions >.<)
Will update soon
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oohhh...i can guess...
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Nestria shook her head vigorously, as if saying she doesnt know what happened. "well, its not like it just burst into flames for no reason." Nestria nodded, keeping her eyes glued to the ashes. "sigh....well....clean it up." Brrakzrrt, " Shaun....this is Nate, we have an ASC decimator circling us, its already jammed our sensory equipment on the south side of the station, plus it keeps sending this message, 'Release the star, and the world will shine bright, any hindrance shall be swept aside by blade and shield' what the hell is the star, and what do they mean Swept aside?" Shaun looked over at Nestria, her eyes were wide, staring out to the solar tinted window that showed the night side of Earth, and the large outline of a Decimator apparently glaring at them. Shaun ducked under the counter, then thought and pulled the girl over with him, "Shhhh, stay here, im going to go talk with Nate, stay here and dont move." she nodded and hugged her knees. Shaun reached the self defence armory and searched for anything he could use to protect himself, a concrete foam launcher, no only one use, a tazer gun, yes, a neuro-interference launcher, no, its unreliable. Shaun ran his paw through his hair, his bangs falling back over his eyes, he quickly loaded the tazer and grabbed several other batteries in case. While leaving the armory, he noticed a radio and pulled it out, checking for a channel that would link him with Nate in the Control Room. "Nate, Nate, its Shaun, are you there?" Suddenly Shaun was thrown out into the hallway and sliding across the floor as the station was shaken like a child's toy. Shaun groaned as he stood, the lights had shorted out from some electric charge. Carefully, Shaun braced himself against a wall incase of a second hit, and tried Nate again. this time, he got a reply, "Shaun, thank God, all the power went out, except for life support and the back up generators, i cant check any of the systems unless you turn the power back on, head to the Power Cell Room, change them and get the power back." Shaun cursed under his breath and hooked the radio into his belt loop, checking his Tazer gun and picking up a flashlight from the armory, he picked up a second and went back to Nestria, who was waiting patiently for him, "about time you finished up, and what was all that noise about." Shaun Bared his teeth and handed her the flashlight, "just stay here, you act like a child I swear." Making his way with only the narrow beam of light from the flashlight, he followed the wall signs to his goal, the Power Cell room. As he neared the room he heard loud thumps and groans from up ahead, along with his radio crackling to life. Shaun Tossed his bangs and pulled the radio up to him, Nate spoke in a quiet tone, "Shaun, the ASC ship Deployed several Enolas, be careful, theyre looking for something." Shaun crouched low when he heard Enola, the Retriever units the ASC used in Covert ops when they diddnt want to risk Human or Furry life. They hunted by sound waves and body pheromones, sensing emotions in the form of a specific pheromone. Shaun creeped forward in a half crouch, his gun drawn and flashlight in the other hand, the radio hanging from his hip emitting a bit of white noise every few seconds. Up ahead of him a loud screeching noise was followed by a quick tapping. Enolas are built like humans, but have Canine hind legs and extremely sharp fangs, their hands and back legs have talons that emit a subsonic tremor that locates any object with enough organic density to appear on their mental radar. Their eyes are vestigal at best, being about the size of an overgrown pea. Their skin was tough and leathery, a side effect of the epidermal tonic that gave them a high tolerance to wounds. Shaun hugged the wall and crept slowly to the end of the hallway his flashlight shaking in his paw. just as he reached the end of the hall, bright green liquid with a luminescent tint sprayed out from around the corner, hitting his forearm and pant leg. Shaun bit his lip as the fluid sank into his fur, stinging his skin, it was the Power Cell pipelines that delivered power throughout the station, one of the Enolas was apparently trashing one. The Enola on the other side of the hallway snarled and banged against the wall, the fluid was starting to burn it's insides. the Enola climbed up quickly into the ventilation shaft, its talons making skittering noises as it moved about. Shaun rounded the corner and scanned the hall with his gun and light, nothing but the bright glow of the Power Cell Pipeline was there. "Damnit, as if it wasnt bad enough"
(well, first large installment)
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nice. very good. suspense is killing me.
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Slight Request, or favor, please
if you can draw and you read my stories, can you draw what you think a character from each story looks like
id like to see how well I describe them
Prefereed if anyone does:
Shaun
Eric from Whispers of war
Eric from BUHS
Dimitri from Passing through
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sure. im working on it now. that it?
*gives thumb's up*
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Shaun followed the numerous trails of glowing green Powercell fuel straight to the main Cell storage room. "now, if only the thing would open" Shaun tried to slide the door open with his hands when he noticed main conduit on the front of the door gutted, wires and cogs hanging out and falling. "great, just great, as if i diddnt have enough problems." Shaun placed the tazer gun in his pocket and the flashlight in his mouth, crouching down to his knee as he tried again to slide the door open, leaning all his weight against the opposite of the door. "rwraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!" Shaun turned quickly, pulling the tazer gun out with enough force to tear the pocket off. "damnit" he grumbled with the flashlight still clenched in his teeth. Shaun went back to work on the conduit after scanning the halls. "damn station doesnt work even without the whole invasion of Military retreiver thing....wait...what?" Shaun shook his head as he nimbly tried re-attaching needed wiring and gears back together. his ears picked up as a slight hissing noise slithered out of the deep darkness to his left. Shaun slowly turned his head (yes, the flashlight is stilll in his mouth) as he did the leathery, taloned hand of an Enola crossed into the light's cone. "oh damn" Shaun stood, bringing the light back up as well as the gun, as he fired, the tround catching an Enola in the face, a second pounced from the darkness to his left, slamming him into the wall and tossing him to the side like a toy. Shaun slid hard across the floor of the station, coming to a stop only after he rammed into the opposite wall, a taste of blood hiting his tounge. "Need to get out of the open, those things can see better than I can." Shaun stood, gripping his ribs and searced in the slight calm for the moment and spotted a maintennance hatch. "just gotta make it back in." Shaun scrambled into the shaft as quickly as he could, ignoring the pain in his side as the Enolas skittered all around him in the other shafts. He leaned against a shaft wall and reloaded the gun, sliding the flashlight into his other paw, "those things all over the place, that alien chick back in the mess hall, Nate still in the controll room, I wonder what hes up to." He readjusted his hips and pulled the radio up to his mouth, trying as much as he could to be quiet as he turned it to nate's frequency, "Nate, this is Shaun over, im in the maintennance shaft near the powercell room, i need directions on how to get there through the shafts." Shaun held the radio close to his ear. "shaun, this is Nate, the Decimator is hanging close but beyond the Enolas is taking no other actions against the station, be careful, the Enolas are getting annoyed." shaun whispered, "thats great, but how do I get back into the Powercell room?" Shaun listened carefully, "your in shaft 56T right?" Shaun whispered an affirmative, "mmk, head forward 2 shafts, skipping any you might find, and look for one marked with yellow caution paint, follow that one until you hit a shaft marked with Blue safety paint, and keep looking until you find the Powercell shaft, I should warn you though it does......kshhhhhhhhhhhrh." Shaun grimmaced as the radio screamed in the echoing shafts around him, the radio had cut out. 'damnit damnit damnit." Shaun placed the radio back on his hip and crawled forward, with added speed. "yellow, good, then blue." he continued forward, until he heard the groan and shreik of metal being pried apart. Shaun looked behind him, sweat running down his face, to see an Enola slam into the wall after it shot itself in. "Oh flaming bag of dog-do!" (yes...i cencored it myself) He scrambled madly toward the Vent labled powercell, the Enola howling for him in the tight darkness of the shaft, its hulking frame bending and denting the vent all around it. Shaun moved forward faster and faster, finally reaching it and sliding forward, into a straight free fall into the Powercell room. He hit the ground hard, groaning in pain. His flaslight followed closley, spinning on its way down, just before hitting the ground and shattering, it flashed once again toward the vent opening, the split second showing an Enola crawling out.
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(bout time I worked on this story, Gosh)
Shaun wiped at his lip, blood matting down his fur as he draged it across his wound. His vision blurred with every beat of his heart, which was pounding away like  the inner mechanics of a 20th century Car. He slid himself on his stomach towards the nearest wall, needing something to his back while he regained his composure. "just, just a second, just a second of rest and I'll be fine." sliding himself upright against a wall, he pulled the radio back out of it's slightly ripped holster, not checking if the Tazer Pistol was still working. "Nate, (cough) This is shaun, I think I'm in the Cell room." A chittering noise reverberated through the room, his ears picking it up effortlessly, "and I dont think im alone." Shaun stood up, painfully, and relied on his ears in the dark more than his eyes, noticing the careful, calcutated clicking noises of something within the confines of the room. His foot came to rest on his broken flashlight after his fifth step, the glass crunching under his feet. "well, now I wont even be able to see anyways." his ears bent back as the clicking noise stopped, and a low growl grew from above him. He spun sharply and crouched low, his head swimming from the sudden rush of movement after his fall. The Tazer Gun slid easily out of it's holster, the muzzle even giving off a blue spark of activity. the Radio, now hooked to the harness on his shoulder, crackled to life, "there's something in there with you." Shaun's heart stopped, that wasnt Nate. "It can see you, every breath, step, thought, Heartbeat, it can see it as if all the lights were on and you were wearing a bright neon sign." Shaun stood up completely, keeping the tazer trained on the origin of the Growl. "Who is this?" "oh, an old friend of Nate, dont worry though, he's just fine." a rush of air just feet infront of him caused a nervous twitch in his eye,  followed by the skittering noise of claws on a smooth surface trying to gain traction. "you on the otherhand, well.......your a Civillian, Disposable." "The Hell I am!" Shaun's ear shot back as he heard something leap towards him. He spun nimbly and caught the Enola in the chest with his boot, the soft yet leathery flesh slicing open from the metal plate lining. The enola Screamed out in pain and Primal Fury. Using it's momentum, it pushed off of the ground as it landed and came right back into shaun, bashing him halfway across the room. Shaun slammed into an empty Cell fluid tank, his back letting out a groan as the vertebre strained to stay in place. Not deterred, the Enola leapt at him again with added blood lust, being stopped by a tazer round to the front of its Face. Shaun managed to scramble out of it's path as it crashed to the floor, spazming and screetching like a fallen rat. More howls joined it's own and Shaun knew he diddnt have much time till more showed up in responce to their Kins' Death Call. "Damnit, and without Nate i have no idea what goes where." Quickly thinking, he remembered the user's manual in his pocket. He drew it out and initiated it's basic program, quickly selecting Power Cell Repair, which manifested a grease stained Mechanic, "Greetings User, If you initiated this protocol, then you are in need of Power Cell Repair." Shaun quickly and mechanically told the Hologram his problem, which retorted an answer. Shaun fumbled with the repairs as Enolas moved quickly through the ventalation shafts overhead. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAnd there!" Shaun flipped an over-power switch and heard the station explode into life, the saftey systems sealing off all open vent shafts. "now what....." Shaun's radio crackled weakly, a familiar voice whispering through the static, "Shaun, Its Nate, Get out Now, you need to leave, and take that girl with you." "Nate, How did you get away?" "I havent, I'm hiding from them in a supply storage area." (a loud groaning noise erupts from the background of the Radio, followed by, "Oh damn , Shaun, Get Out, hurry!" the radio cut out with a shreik, shaun running his paw through his hair. "This girl better be freaking worth all this." Shaun reloaded his tazer and quickly rushed out of the main hallway back towards the Mess hall.
IM beingining to get a little rushed in my works, if they dont meet the standard I try and keep them to just tell me where I need improvement!!!
Much Love and more to come.
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The Halls groaned as the Station floated on life support and basic power, the Gravity Generators begining to wear out with the loss of fluid motion. Shaun rounded every corner slowly, careful to keep an eye on the ceilings. His radio hung at his side, Beaten and Battered from his recent falls and spills. The whitenoise the only assurance of it's still being useful. He finally reached the Mess Hall, the doorway strewn with debris from the shockwave. Nestria was still at her seat near the counter, twiddling with her hair. "Hey, there you are, I was wondering where you were." Shaun bared his teeth and held back a growl, "come on, we need to go now." "why, Its nice here." "a military cruiser is searching the ship for something, We dont want to be here when they decide to send in troops." Nestria rolled her eyes as Shaun gripped her hand in his, walking back out into the halls with the Tazer held out in front of him. Shaun brought up the station's map in his mind, the area leading to the Emergency Escape Shuttles. Nestria remained close behind, having seen the corpses of the Enolas he had managed to down. They rounded a corner and were blinded by the front scanner lights of two ASC Marauder Troops, their rifles raised high. "HALT!" Shaun shielded his eyes and spun, pushing Nestria into the hall opposite them. As he ran down the hall, he heard shots fired, along with the hissing of them piercing the Pressurized oxygen pipes along the wall. "Why are they shooting at us?" "I dont know just RUN!!"
(Im having alot of personal troubles at the moment, lotta drama, so the stories wont be updated much)
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hmm...i got any idea...But I'll elaborate on it for a minute then get back to you on it.
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Shaun could barely keep his grip on Nestria's hand as he quickly sprinted through the halls of the darkened station. he could barely make out the numerous signs leading to the emergency escape shuttles, his flashlight only quickly illuminating the sign before he would shut it off to avoid detection. "Why are we still running?" "Oh I dont know, maybey because there are armed soldiers gunning for us?" He finally caught sight of the bay doors leading to the emergency dock. "Come on, were almost there!." Shaun pulled Nestria towards the doors, squinting to catch any light so that he could see the engaging pad. "Uhmmm...Mr. Man!" Shaun turned and pulled Nestria behind him, training the tazer into the gaping dark of the hallway they had just come out of, "What, did they catch up?" "no....but that did." Shaun looked where Nestria's hand was pointing, and saw a slight jolt of light from a heaving form. In a breif flash of light from the Bolt, Shaun saw the illuminated maw of an Enola, it's blood substitute fluid dripping from its fangs." Nestria tugged on Shaun's ear, motioning to the door, which had opened when it sensed them crossing the emergency line. Shaun pushed off of his heel and shoved Nestria into the Dock while he fired the electric bolt from the tazer, striking the lunging Enola in it's gaping mouth. Shaun tumbled into the dock after Nestria, rushing to shut the doors. "you diddnt have to shove me." "SHUT THE HELL UP!" "Meanie"
wow.....I suck at writing T.T
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The door latched shut behind him, an angry, bleeding Enola forcing its entire mass against the door, the bolts and reinforced glass groaning and cracking from the stress. Nestria stood calmly against the door of one of the shuttles, humming some strange tune that no-one from Earth could make. "Get in." "huh, where we going?" "just....GET IN!" Shaun quickly buckled himself in and made sure Nestria had found a seat before he began to initiate the launch sequence. A holographic Woman in Safety Goggles appeared in front of him, "Launch preparations complete, would you like your music play list transfered from your i-Pod2.5?" "Not the time." "Play list has been transfered." Shaun rolled his eyes and shut the hologram down as his fingers traced the darkness around the ignition switch. "Hold on, I haven't flown one of these things since my trainee test." The craft let out a muffled moan as the engines along the sides and back quickly heated to life. "Shuttle launch preparations complete, Craft Launch." the shuttle let out a beep noise and quickly shot out of the bay, Shaun and Nestria being shoved back into their seats. "Stabilize Shuttle exit speed." from the pad in front of Shaun a joystick looking device emerged, which then slid a small tube looking device up towards Shaun's mouth. "The hell....Shuttle, what is this?" "NASA regulations require all craft to have an organic co-ordination device on board user." "It looks like a Breathalyzer." "The Device before you is used to determine the User's Biological conditions and adjusts the craft's speed, oxygen recycling and path of fluid motion." "how....Do I use it?" "Place the device in your oral cavity on any side and bite down with as much pressure as your jaw musculature can exert without harming you, then await further instructions." Shaun scritched at his ears and srugged, slipping the tube between his lips and biting down as hard as he could. A sudden snapping noise caught his ears and his eyes noticed a gray liquid rush into the tube and spread into his mouth. Shaun tried to open his mouth, but the liquid held his muzzle shut. the cold mechanical voice of the shuttle's main program sounded, "the User's Body is being observed by nanomachines, do not be alarmed, any spike in pulse rate, breathing, temperature will cause the machines to deploy a sedative into your system." Shaun clenched his eyes and let out a deep breath through his nose, feeling his tail curl up between his legs and smack him in his stomach. he felt the machines mass in his mouth and then spread to every point in his body, he could feel them teeming in his fingertips, in his toes, in the tip of his tail. They surged through his veins, his heart, his lungs, his liver, everything. Within about a minute, it was over, the nanoliquid sucked back into the tube and the device slipped back into the pad. Shaun coughed loudly and began spitting out the remnants of the microscopic army that had just invaded his body. "Did they taste funny?" "Shaun looked over his shoulder, his eyes slightly watering and bloodshot, "they...diddnt have a taste.....alright, can we leave it at that?" Nestria nodded. "Shuttle settings reset for occupant type." "Whoopedy freaking do."
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Shaun shrugged off a shiver as he slowly pushed the Craft's Engines to their maximum capacity, trying to get as much speed as possible out of the little escape craft. "Why do they want to kill us?" Shaun looked over his shoulder, Nestria, though her actions offered the opposite, was quite beautiful, having the body of a twenty-something year-old, "I dont think they wanted us both dead....just me...." He shifted in his seat and cleared his throat, the thought making him uncomfortable. "anyways, i doubt we can land on any of the nearby planets, so were going to a jump station to reach some place outside of ASC Jurisdiction....or importance." Nestria hugged her knees as she sat, partially curled up in her seat. "What is the ASC?" Shaun checked the engine's stability, "The ASC is the American Space Corps, the celestial branch of the US military." "Why are they so....mean." Shaun thought about the question, he had never seen them as brutal, or 'mean', he had always seen them as liberators, the necessary push when the time came. "They're not mean....just......determined..." Nestria tucked her head into her knees, "Their Helmets....made them look like Demons." Shaun agreed with that however, Marauder troops' helmets were black visored, with two swept back ridges on the top, housing transmission receivers, and the front mouth piece, where the breathing apparatus hooked, were split into several different vents, giving the appearance of rows of teeth. Just then, a transmission echoed through the craft, "Shaun, turn back." It was Nate. Shaun rushed to get the receiver, "Nate, wow man, are you alright?" Nate replied, in a grim tone, "Shaun, Turn back now or face lethal force." Shaun was taken aback by this statement, "wh, what do you mean." "Im on Board the USS Los Angeles, and Ive been given authorization to allow you one chance for surrender with no charges or reprecussions, just surrender the LFUN and you'll be unharmed." Shaun leaned his head against the front control panel and let out a deep sigh, "damnit Nate..... just bring the ship around and ..." Nestria ripped the receiver out of the pannel, pulling herself into the seat next to him, "What the hell?" Nestria placed her hand on the front consol, and several seconds later it was followed by a larege flash of sparks as it shorted and went dark, the entire craft following. "Shhh, they cant see us if we go dark, their ship relies entirely on heat and ES trackers, it was made to avoid any direct danger to the navigation and battle crew." Shaun looked at her in disbeleif, "A second ago you were speaking like a small child and now your planning how to escape an ASC Decimator." Her gaze diddnt leave the front pannel, and Shaun noticed her eyes were glowing a strange orange. He pressed his hand against her arm and retracted it instantly, his fur slightly singed, "Warning, All passengers aboard Emergency craft, the internal temperature is reaching beyond User safety levels." Shaun cupped his paws over his ears as the speaker system shreiked out. Nestria's light blue skin began to glow a slight maroon and he could feel himself get warmer with every passing moment. The craft moaned to life, every panel and light blaring brightly. Shaun sheilded his eyes from the blinding light, "So much for avoiding their sensors.
Aboard the Decimator, Nate stood, handcuffed, before a large visualization consol, showing the blank emptyness before them. A tall, lean racoon walked up next to him, placing a paw on his shoulder, "Well...will you look at that, Shaun is resisting arrest, even after our little offer." Nate growled deeply in his throat, "Which is total bull.....No charges ... I think death would be better than the Mars Penal Colony." the Racoon chuckled, "yes yes, lies and theivery, all are fair in the race against extinction, for you, me, Shaun, For all Anthros and hell even Humans who enjoy the benefits of an unshackled galaxy." Nate bared his teeth, the racoon putting his hands up defensively, "I know, Words and Ideals dont justify much.....but in this case it just might." a technical officer manning the panel turned in his chair, "Commander Brockman, Electrical Signal sensors are going crazy, an energy signature much more powerful than the escape craft has appeared." "Is it an attack, a Plazma round?" "No sir, its within the last coordinates of the craft, and its accelerating." The commander walked up to the consol and typed in an authorization code, "EMP round unlocked, run main engines on 5%and keep back up generators cold, with automatic activation waiting on my word." "Aye Sir, bringing engine power down." a weapons officer across the way stood and moved to a large targeting board, a massive holographic graph which was arranged for several thousand miles all around with the Decimator in the center. He used his fingers, which were capped with bright clear yellow electronic graphing triggers, and mapped the graphed coordinates of the craft and it's numerous possible courses, computing the EMP round's detination distance. He turned shouted to the Commander, "Richard, I mean, Sir, Course and weapon range have been set and calculated, clearance to fire?" "Granted." the weapons officer nodded and ran back to his panel, pulling his comm-helmet back on and bringing up a holographic chart of the ship, choosing the Weapon's Staging area. "This is Weapons officer, Gunnery Sergent Villegas, Load and Fire EMP round type D-1 to Grid coordinates 5-f-89, now." In the weapons deck men scrambled to the main cannon and quickly triggered the hydrolic loading system while targeting and distance were computed in and the round was tempered to the exact specifactions. "Round loaded and primed, Clear the Pipe?" The weapons officer turned once more to Richard, who nodded, looking at the command consol. The weapons officer typed in the final unlocking code and said calmly, "aye, Clear the pipe." the gun crew, dressed and guarded in Eva-Kits due to the massive pressure and atmosphere differences, took their positions, shouting into the reply mike, "Roger, Roger, Clearing the Pipe, Firing for effect!" the Cannon shuddered and released a massive discharge of electricity, shutting down the ship's main systems. The EMP round rushed quietly through space, a trail of firing debris following it it's wake. Richard grinned widely as the consol glowed blue in the back up power, grinning wider with every grid the round cleared. Nate's face was set in a grim, expressionless way, his ears bent back and tail drooping. "sorry, Shaun."
Shaun looked around frantically, noticing the flash from the deep reaches of the black space behind them, "Shit, they fired something!"
Richard kept his eyes on the consol, the navigations officer charting it's movement, "round closing....clearing rid 3-d-87.....4-e-88....Detonation....now."
Shaun Covered his head as a massive blinding explosion overtook the ship, "Damndamndamndamndamn." Nestria threw herself on him, gripping his arms, and locked lips with him tightly, the blinding light engulfing them both.
The Navigation officer cleared the distortion, "Target.....not disabled....energy signal....growing." "What?" Richard rushed over and shoved the Navigation officer out of the way, glaring at the screen.
As the light from the EMP round dispersed, a large, glowing object remained in it's place. It had eight long, curling and uncurling tendrils, with several circling orbs of energy keeping a rythem with the central light that was emmiting from the core, which was a crystaline capsule, surrounded by the remains of the craft, and containing Shaun and Nestria, still holding eachother close.
Richard stood stunned, his jaw hanging open. Nate grinned, "Good on you Shaun." Richard turned furiously, "Bridge officer, take him to the main holding cells." as the officer grabbed Nate, Richard shouted at him, "If they get away Nate, I'll ensure your life is a living hell from this point on!" Nate was led away, laughing triumphantly.
Richard turned back and tapped his boot, biting his lip, "So now the children of the stars are connecting with the offspring of Mother Earth.....This should be intresting."
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Shaun opened his eyes slowly as he felt Nestria still pressed against him. He felt his body encased in something, something that was solid, yet alive. He looked around and saw the vast blankness of space, the stars, and the Decimator lighting up as it's engines recovered. He squirmed slightly as he tried to move, but he realized the ship was no longer there, and he was instead surrounded by crystals and shards of transformed metal. "Nestria, what happened?" he looked up to see her head pressed up against the top 'roof' of the strange crystal craft, her hair surging around like wires on an archaic switch-board. "Saving us, the Craft will take another 5 seconds before it is fully able to fire a salvo." "Salvo, theyre going to blow us up?" Her bright florescent eyes wandered from side to side as the ship began to revolve around her, shifting her and her body in relation to the area around her. "My body can survive the initial attack from within this craft, and I am naturally able to withstand the Vacuum of space." Shaun shifted in his so called seat, "Yeah But I cant!"
guh.....i cant see anything because of swimming, i swear the next one will be longer, PROMISEEEE!!!
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It still looks like your paragraphs are jumbled together. Though I love how the story's going. Keep up the good work!
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Richard slammed his fist onto the deck of his main control panel as he viewed the engine status bar climb slowly up towards operational levels. "Get those engines up to speed now!" he looked at the main Holographic Visualization Chamber and watched the representation of the alien craft slowly crawled away from them. "Sir they arent moving fast enough to escape our firing range." "I dont care, Im not taking another chance, I want to be within conventional weapon range." The Main navigator nodded and jogged back to his station. A tall, broad shouldered human walked up next to Richard and magnified the image, turning the small, 3-d craft in his hand, "I havent seen an alien ship of this model in a while." Richard bit his lip, "How do you think I feel, I thought we were free of those things." A bridgehand cocked an ear, Richard took notice, "Anyone who speaks of my and the Sec-66 officer's conversation will face treason charges." the bridge hummed as sound proof station shielding overtook each individual station till just the commander, the human, the main navigation's officer and the main weapon's officer were on the bridge. Richard pointed toward the objects gravitating around the craft, "See, those things, they'll stop any shot we get off." The human nodded, magnifying the small objects, "Deploy some Aphids, then fire a salvo of rockets through the wreckage." "We only have a minimal window of opportunity before that craft regenerates more crystals." "Exactly why you fire a salvo no less than 3 seconds after the aphid deployment." Richard clicked his tongue and walked over the the shielded hangar officer's station, accessing it and opening the small com channel port along it's left side, "H-O, (Dont be childish) Order 8 of our aphid craft fitted with control boxes, have the pilots prep their craft but inform them of their craft's fate." "Aye Sir, order going now." A station let out a large, "Pffushhh" sound as it's shielding opened frantically, a minor-targeting officer scrambling to the targeting board, marking off the craft's progress, "Sir, the enemy is turning." Richard walked over to the HV chamber and watched as the small crystaline craft turned to face them, "Damnit!" He pointed to the Main Weapon's officer, "Fire that first salvo now, follow up with a DU slug from the Main Cannon, then follow that with a second salvo of HARM rockets." "Sir the HARM rockets are obsolete, we're not sure they'll even be able to detect the enemy's minor radar signal." "Fire them accompanied with AARGM's with Shepherd guidance signals." "Aye Sir, Priming First CAVALRY rocket salvo." resounding series of loud hisses echoed through the ship as 50 rockets rushed towards the alien craft. Richard watched as the Rockets detonated on the small objects as they flew from orbit around the enemy craft. "DAMNIT, fire 2 DU slugs from all 4 forward cannons!" "Aye Sir, order away." The ship shuddered and lost light for a few fluttering seconds as 4 DU slugs careened towards the small pod. Three of the rounds detonated in a dazzling explosion of miniature nuclear suns, the final round still advancing towards the craft, "COME ON!" Richard bit his lip as the he switched between scanning the HV chamber and the minor-targeting officer marking off the round's progress. The human shook his head, "Such a waste."
Shaun's eyes widened as he saw the flashes in the darkness of space, and realized they had been fired on. Nestria looked down and placed a hand under his Chin, "Dont worry, I can handle it." Shaun shook his head and clenched his eyes shut. Nestria turned the craft and raced towards the rockets, the small orbiting balls of metal and energy racing to and detonating the offending rockets. Nestria then focused her attention on the DU slugs slicing through space. Shaun felt his eyes pricked with a million needles and his extremities becoming numb as Nestria took in one large Breath. Shaun opened his bloodshot eyes and watched as several of the approaching ordinance detonated, burning spots into his eyes that would not disappear for days. through the blast he could just make out the small dot of one shells continued on it's way. Nestria looked down and kissed him again, his body becoming re-energized. She broke the kiss and looked at him with her empty yet glowing eyes, "Sorry....and you might want to brace yourself." Shaun tucked his head into his shoulders as if he could feel the round boring down on them.
"one mile to impact.....half a mile to impact....Impact...now." Richard pounded his fist as he saw the DU round impact the small glowing dot on the display. The Human shook his head again, bowing his head, "such a waste." As Richard was about to say something the main Navigation's officer shouted desperately, "SIR, Enemy craft still operational, intact, and is accelerating towards us!" Richard spun back to the chamber and watched as the previously minuscule dot became a massive, solid object, more than double the origional size, with protruding spikes of clear yet pulsating energy and crystal whipping about like the tentacles of some mythological beast. Richard growled, "Fire Second Rocket Salvo." "Aye Sir, Firing." "Course officer, move us to grid point 506 and make sure to boost engine power along the way, Weapon's officer, activate main HV Turrets along starboard side." "Aye Sir, Adjusting." "Aye Sir, activating." Richard faced the main panel and watched the object approach, "damnit...its never easy with these things." the Human chuckled, "Richie, you've gotten a bit clumsy." Richard turned and Grinned, "Yeah, but I always fix what I screw up, right, Tyson?" Tyson grinned and looked towards the Targeting board, their position being marked along the grid, "Yeah, just make sure not to leave anything left to prove you screwed up." Richard faced the board once again and sighed, watching as the craft shifted forms again, "why do they always do that?"
Shaun elbowed Nestria, who had slightly returned to her origional, ditzy state, "Move, your Funbags are suffocating me!" Nestria stuck her tongue out, "Perv." Shuan rolled over, the main compartment they were in had expanded and even smoothed out on certain surfaces into what looked like glowing status panels, "They're turning, we need to leave now!" Nestria squinted, "they're doing something, besides I doubt they're going to try anything after what we just did....and i cant really stop the ship." "What, I thought you were the ... captain or whatever." "uhmm...not really, the crystal around us is accumulated particles and energy signals, it really only focuses on two things, self-preservation and combat.... I can only tell it what to attack, not to run." Shaun groaned and banged his forehead on the panel infront of him, "great, now im on a giant cocoon on auto-pilot with some alien who acts like a 10 year old." Nestria slipped out of her compartment and landed on his back, "Sorry." Shaun groaned as he struggled to push himself up. Suddenly the crystal around them turned from a cool blue to a bright and angry red, the craft slimming down and extending more and more of the tendril-like spikes. "Nestria, whats going on?" Nestria slapped her forehead, "its going into energy dispersal mode....they're firing something at us." Shaun rolled over onto his side and tried to tug at a panel, seeing if there was an off switch for the rouge craft, but instead he was engulfed in a small wave of semi-solid crystal that surrounded everything except for his head. Nestria laughed, "well, now its your turn, lets see if you can get it to move." Shaun shouted loudly as he attempted to thrash within his Crystal prison, "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!!"
Tyson walked towards the communications station and ordered the man inside out, saying he needed to contact Federal Headquarters on Earth, the officer obliged and stood at attention. Tyson slipped into the seat and typed up the main transmission files and spoke clearly into a small mic hidden in his collar, "The Sword has shattered, I repeat, the Sword has shattered." he glanced at the access hatch and then at the main station camera, which he had disconnected, "The Diamond Firefly is Free." As He completed this statement, the speakers outside, muffled, blared. Tyson emerged and asked the officer what had just happened, "Sir, the enemy craft has deployed small assault craft, they're ramming the aft engine ports." Tyson rolled his eyes and leapt out of the station, rushing back towards the Command Center, Alarms Blaring.
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