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KOLE

KOLE

Member Since 26 Dec 2013
Offline Last Active Today, 06:36 AM
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Rule of Nines (CLOSED, Backstory)

16 May 2020 - 06:30 PM

(To the tune of: Rule of Nines – Spiritbox)

 

Centuries ago, when the Sage Three ruled with an iron fist...

 

A corvette floated in empty space, somewhere in the Insanus galaxy. Most of the ship was powered down, and the cargo hold was empty. On the exterior, the name “FREEDOM LIGHTER” was inscribed in simple print. The ship was warm, uncomfortably so. An airlock opened, steam and sweat escaping into the open hair. A man, giggling, exited, pulling on a pair of pants as he did so.

“-not like you, the heat bothers me.” He was calling back, laughing. From the doorway was dispensed a boot, flying high. The man ducked and it collided with the wall behind him.

“Missed!” He shouted back, a second too late as a second boot landed lightly, richocheting against his hip.

“Check the damn comms!” A voice whispered from within, stifling laugher.

“Yes, yes, whatever you say.”

 

The man made his way through the darkened ship, hopping on one foot as he placed his boots on. Every step he took, another compartment lit up automatically. He exits the halls and enters a wide room with a long table. As the room lights up, one of the walls opens, and various appliances activate. Steam emerges as a fresh cup of caffeine is being brewed. The man snatches a tank top off the table- which has various garments strewn about, and pulls it over his head.

“Good morning, FL.” The man declares. A bagel fires from the now-exposed wall, and he catches it instinctively. “Nice shot.” A brief chime calls over the intercom as a synthetic voice speaks up.

“Good morning Captain. I’d prefer my original designation.” Taking quick bites of the hot bagel, the tall sculpted man grabbed the hot cup from the automatic dispenser.

“Oh, come on darlin’, I don’t want to have this fight again.”

“Freedom Lighter is not my original designation, Captain.”

“As Captain, I have the authority to assign new designations.”

A brief pause. A new chime.

“The Captain did not assign the new designation.”

The man opened another airlocked door, revealing the small, two-seater cockpit of the vessel. Taking a seat and acknowledging the dash display, he sighs, taking another bite of his bagel while speaking with a mouth full.

“Look, Computer, it was her idea, but I chose it.”

Chime, and reply: “Biorhythm signs indicate this to be deceptive.” The man stopped chewing. Under his breath, he muttered, “I didn’t know you could do-“

Chime: “Captain, we’ve worked together for several years. I have learned both of your fondness for deception and some of your biorhythm patterns. This one prefers their original designation.”

The man stared wordlessly at his dash, frozen in mid chew. A voice came from the mess hall.

“Nails! Have you checked the comms yet?” snapping his head back, Captain Nails spotted his lover pulling clothing off the table. A short woman with well-tanned skin stood on one foot, the other up near her hip and she tried to pull on an errant stocking that had been hanging off the chair. She was naked save for a large watch-like piece of technology on her wrist. A bagel fired at her; gabby caught it while simultaneously giving a final tug on her stocking. “Nails!”

 Distracted by the view, Nails snapped back to attention.

“Yep, communication received. Computer, display in the mess hall.”

“What is this one’s original designation?” the familiar voice chimed in; this time isolated to the cockpit.

“Not now…” Nails muttered under his breath.

“Captain.”

“Fine! Grace Sonata! Would you please display communication to the mess hall?”

“With pleasure, Captain.” The voice chirped happily.

 

At this point, Gabby had pulled on another stocking, ate half a bagel, and was in the process of lacing up her tall canvas Zonverse boots. A projector attempted to display from the table, but its lens was obscured by the cup of a bra draped haphazardly over it. Gabby pulled it free, tossing it recklessly away. An image filled the room of a cloaked figure, Gabby wasn’t sure she could make out any of the face. The image was distorted, and the voice crackled and hissed with static.

“…I’ve heard you have a talent for destruction and a grudge to settle with dictators. I happen to serve one of the worst of them.” A new image overtook the old. A woman beamed from the projector, pink haired, with wings unfurled.

“…My Mistress, Hikaru Tyris. I have long wished to break free of her rule, but her power is overwhelming. I’m not sure of anyone who can truly best her. But I’ve been told you may have your ways.”

Gabby, still mostly nude, munched absentmindedly on the remains of the bagel as she listened to the prerecorded message. Nails took a seat next to her, taking careful notes on a keyboard projected onto the table.

“I have bided my time, but just yesterday, she went beyond the pale. She caught wind that somebody intended to escape, or challenge her in some way. This was her response.”

The image shifted again, showing a recording that had almost definitely been taken in secret. If Hikaru had been watching the recording, she would note it was captured from exactly where Purple Thumb had been standing.

 

"This thinking is dangerous, and can lead to very severe consequences..." a chilling voice declared. Gabby eagerly watched the pink haired woman’s next move.


Open up this fucking pit

08 May 2020 - 10:22 PM

LET'S GO MOTHERFUCKERS

 

WALL TO FUCKING WALL

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but for real open up requests


New Technology Request: Hammerfarce System by member UnStellar!

17 December 2014 - 01:21 AM

Name: Hammerfarce System<br />
Description: Hammerspace and hammerfarce are two different devices; the names distinguish them. Hammerfarce works on the same principle as the popular hammerspace devices, by converting physical matter into digital code and storing them on a portable hard drive. The only true difference is that Hammerfarce has far many more limitations.
Limits: Hammerfarce can take minutes to digitise and devirtualize objects, though small objects still convert in seconds. They also have small amount of storage space, usually around 500 pounds of matter, give or take depending on the model. The devices themself are also very fragile. A good tumble can be enough to disable them. Byfar the biggest problem with Hammerfarce, however, is that it is very bad at converting complicated things. While you can store a bullet shooting firearm no problem; laser and pulse weapons have proved far too many complicated and with too many sensitive components to be safely stored in Hammerfarce. As soon as they are retrieved, their internal workings will be a mess and they will not function. This is the same with anything really electronic and complicated; the system simply isn't that precise. But simple weaponry and ammunition, 9 times out of 10, convert just fine. However; be warned, everytime an item is converted, it loses more and more cells. It is not reccomended to convert even a very simple object more the 3 times as it is very likely to simoly crumble. As for medical equipment, simple tools and bandages will be fine, but forget any liquids or chemicals. Even water stored here will lose all nutritional value; not even MRE food will survive. <br />And don't even think about storing magical items here. The system CANNOT handle magical matter. Even your smallest magical trinket will render it permanently fried.<br /><br />One last thing. Don't try to store anything alive in here. Seriously. What you get back... You do not want to see... Don't try to use this is as a weapon though. The victim will have to stay COMPLETELY still and it will take hours before they even beging to feel pain, let alone die.<br />Time Until Development: Already developed.<br />Time Until Use: Available.<br />Time Until Mass-Production (Optional): --<br />Owners: Taken from various Pleasure Planet firms; now available only on Black Market. Fairly difficult to find.<br />History (Optional): --<br />

This request has been approved

My Life For Hire

04 December 2014 - 01:45 AM

To my homies of the shatteredverse,

Hi. How are you? Its been a while.

Ive been busy. Working too much, seeing a bit of the world, doin' my thang. Glad to see the board still thriving.

Ima come back soon, with ONE character to start, a really light load. I think my RPing days mostly behind me, Im just too busy. But for old times sake Ill give it a try.

Missed you all! K2, you still in Alabama? Hikaru, you still in Georgia? Im moving to Tennessee- finally, for realz, this March. I want a SP/SV meet up to happen!

Its good to be back. Expect a character requedt coming your way soon.

-UnStellar