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« on: August 23, 2009, 07:19:32 PM »
OOC: Take your classic fantasy setting, and have it invaded by a galactic empire of Elves and Dwarves and Humans and more. All the classic fantasy races, still gifted with magic and arcane talents, but with an overwhelming technological might that allows them to spread across the stars and bring other backwards 'Black Worlds' into their fold.

The story will likely jump a few years further from this point, moving the story ahead with each push. Starting from a simple Prince, moving onto a young crew member, eventually to be the Captain of a pirate ship pushing to over throw the current tyranical rulers of the Dragon Empire.

I'm not huge on planning ahead; simple ideas to build a bit of a frame work is fine with me. This RP is open to anyone interested, and characters could be of any origins you might want, from planets of any level of technological advancement up to something similiar to the 'Star Wars' setting. Energy weapons and force fields, robots and fantastic machines. Magic is still common place in the Empire, often used to bolster technology.

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He felt as though he were floating outside of his body, gazing up at a sky black with storm clouds and smoke. The weight of the world was lifted from his shoulders, there were no responsibilities, no pain or fear or hate. There was no sound, no warmth or color either, just him and the ugly sky above. There was a flitter of doubt through his mind, a sense that there was something more, something important. His mind cast out, and memories began to return to him.

He wasn

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Re: Dragon Star, Sci-Fi RP (Open)
« Reply #1 on: August 23, 2009, 11:50:15 PM »
Ericks and the others were taken across a wide plaza on the way to their quarters, no doubt a path chosen to show them a sampling of all the luxuries and pleasures that awaited them and their money while they were on board.  If the mind could fathom it, there was a shop that sold it.  While the young officers were paraded across the plaza, one pair of eyes in particular watched the former Prince cross the deck.

LCDR Analaycia Macurrant lounged comfortably at a cafe with a flock of female officers, one or another making a comment about the new graduates that would bring up a soft titter of giggles from the others.  Macurrant smiled, but hers was for a different reason than the amusement of her friends.  She was a strange woman, even to those who knew her.  At 26, she had already distinguished herself in duty, though it was speculated that it was her heritage that kept her behind her peers in ranking.  She came from a world similar to Ericks', conquered by the Dragon Empire when she had been a child.  But as a Psion, she was quickly snatched up by the military for 'proper' training.  With hair so light as to be almost white, pale skin, and eyes that were a clear icy blue, she was often silent and detached, watching and listening instead of speaking.  She was many things; telepath, empath, telekinetic, and more; her list of abilities went on and on.  But there was one that she kept secret even from the Empire.

Oracle.

And in her dreams, since she was a child, even before the demons of the sky had come and enslaved her planet, she had seen the man with the sword.  Their destinies were intertwined, this she knew well, and this young man would change the face of the Empire, and perhaps even the galaxy.

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« Reply #2 on: August 24, 2009, 06:46:40 PM »
The ship was massive, especially for a civillian vessel.  Most of Erick's exposure to such craft were vessels of the Fleet, the hulking warships and myriad of support vessels, shuttles, and strike craft.  It rivalled the Alpha-Omega class Colony ships, capable of transporting tens of thousands of colonists and all the equipment they'd need to found a new world, or to bring a Black planet under Imperial administration.  He had only ever seen one such craft with his own eyes, and it had been doing the impossible by sinking into the clouds of his homeworld as he had been spirited away on one of the dreaded iron birds that had burned his ancestral home.

The thought was disturbing and he caught himself gazing up at the massive fragile-seeming dome hundreds of feet above.  Five years of intense training, and the depths of space, the near magical technology still held a sway over him, something he would have to overcome before he could expect to get anywhere in his career.  With a shake, he brought himself back down to earth, so to speak, and looked to his guide with a surprisingly gentle smile.  The woman was trying her hardest to keep him interested, and she did her Liner uniform great justice, but unlike the other graduates he simply did not seem interested in the ship and it's various forms of entertainment.

There was something bothering him, since the moment he entered the plaza.  He felt like he was being watched.  No big surprise really, the group of young officers were drawing quite a few eyes their way, and most of them seem to bask in the attention.  But this was different, more intense then a simple curious bystander.  The hairs on the back of his neck stood on end, and his gentle smile faded to a serious look as he started scanning his surroundings.  There were dozens, if not hundreds, of people moving about.  Flashing lights, various traces of music from one cafe or another restaurant, the quiet roar of many conversations.  It was a lot to take in, especially compaired to the relative calm of the Acadamy.

Eventually his gaze settled on the table of female officers.  He didn't notice her directly, not at first.  It must have been them that were watching, and as he came to that conclusion he began to calm down a bit, just then realizing how stiff he had gotten in those few seconds of unease.  Of course they were watching, they wer senior ranking officers.  Light, one was a Lieutenant Commander!  Making sure the new recruits don't get into trouble, or more likely waiting for an opportunity to jack them up for some slight or another.  Then his gaze landed directly on the LCdr, and that feeling returned ten fold.

Hair stood on end, his pulse picked up rapidly, there was a sense of energy in the air, his blade seemed lighter then it had ever been since the day his world had been conquered.  Sweat appeared on his brow, and for a fleeting moment it seemed like his mind was about to break into a mad panic.  His gaze narrowed, his concentration built and he violently seized onto his fraying emotions, forcing himself into a calm state, rational mind pounding it's way to the forefront once more.  He held her gaze for only a few scant seconds though, before he stumbled and bowled into his Guide.

The young woman had stepped infront of him, clearly upset that he wasn't paying any attention to her at all.  She wasn't the type that took being ignored kindly, especially by some fool of a man that should have been crawling hands and knees in her wake.  She held herself in high standards, high enough to deservedly expect any man to hang on her every word.  And here was some fool young officer, fresh from the Acadamy totally ignoring her!  The nerve!  She had stepped infront of him, clearly intent on giving him a peice of her mind, and the fool was so distracted he walked right into her.

She let out a surprised, indignant yelp and stumbled against his heavy weight.  He jerked awake, stumbling over her and nearly pulling them both to the floor.  Quick instincts took over and he although he recovered, it was awkward and led to a few less then happy muscles in his over extended leg.  He caught the young woman's sides just below her arms and kept her from falling, but the heavy weight of his gear had swung him around and wrenched his forwards leg painfully, a fact that he refused to let on asides from a wince and an embarresed blush, "Sorry!  Very sorry, my Lady.  Please forgive me, I've been quite rude." 

He held an odd accent, something his training had yet to beat out of him, and his manner of speach was still very...'provincial,' as some of his Professors had put it.  It stood out, made more so for the warm sincerity of it, the boyish blush and the gentle smile.  He carefully righted himself, still holding onto the young Guide until she was on her own feet again, and flashed a sheepish smile as he then finally let go of her.  "I am not much of one for crowds, my Lady.  As you might have noticed."

He was so...cute!  She stared at him blankely, hardly able to believe that he was so open with his emotions.  Most officers, especially the recruits, were boarish or arrogant, wearing masks from growing up as the sons and daughters of powerful Houses or merchant guildsmen.  She glanced at the sword and strange pack he carried, looked him over once, then understood fully.  Black Planet boys were so different then the usual fair.  She quickly got ahold of herself, put on her best annoyed face, gave him a pointed glare and only marred it with a touch of a smile, "Watch where you are going, Officer."

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Re: Dragon Star, Sci-Fi RP (Open)
« Reply #3 on: August 24, 2009, 07:47:59 PM »
Analaycia held his gaze steadily when their eyes met, and took in all of his whirlwind of emotions at the meeting.  His awareness was keen, she was glad to discover.  It would aid him greatly in the days and months, and even years to come.  Her eyes were clear to him, even from such a great distance; an effect that she subtly induced into his mind, far below his ability to perceive, especially with his raging thoughts.  Her eyes were crisp and clear, an image to be burned into his memory, and seemed to stare straight through him; and to a degree, they did.  She had to be certain that he truly was the one from her visions.  So many others had come bearing swords, but all of those had been false visions.  Analaycia stared into his eyes, and perhaps even into his very soul, before she was convinced that he was truly the one.

And all this in the mere span of a few heartbeats.  A chorus of tittering laughter rose from the other women when the young officer nearly tackled his poor guide to the deck.  One had glanced to her tablemate, and smirked wickedly at her pale friend.  "Macurrant, you wicked thing!  Teasing the boys already, are you?"  This brought the attention of a few others to her, who teased her fondly as well.  "Look at him!  You've already won his heart, and only with a look!  The poor thing will never recover!"  Analaycia smiled, and gave a short, soft chuckle before rising with the slow grace of one who never rushed.  "He will learn..."  She excused herself then.  There were duties to see to, after all.  Reports to file, research to be done.  A world to change...

If Ericks looked to the table of officers again, he would find her nowhere in sight, her companions now moving on to more mundane issues, such as which of the salons gave the best deal for doing nails, where could she find a Merranian puppy, and who had received their new assignments yet?  And the young lieutenant!  Who wanted to wager where he was from, or if he even knew how to use that sword?  But more importantly, could he use the one he was born with?  More laughter, and just as quickly, the young officer was forgotten.  After all, they saw so many passing through these days.  What was a few more?  They were all likely bound for some backwards rim-world to watch fleas grow anyway.  Poor things.

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Re: Dragon Star, Sci-Fi RP (Open)
« Reply #4 on: August 25, 2009, 03:05:04 PM »
"Innovation...Technology...Science...Nagitech is the future of medical science and your partner in health and everyday living. Nagitech: We know science like the back of our hand."

The sixty inch plasma screen hangs from a lower ceiling at the edge of the fragile-looking dome's outer edge. Advertisement scrolls across the crystal clear screen inducing a surreal image using more than one thousand vibrant colors. Tourists yield beneath the frame that is angled forty-five degrees downward. Civilians raised in the colonies do not stop in awe at the size of display as their homes are commonly furnished with such technology; instead, they pause to digest the current information being announced.

"Nagitech introduces: MAID--My Artificially Intelligent Drone for the home. Everything your home needs to remain in order while you are away. MAID, the future of house maids."

The voice is angelic, that of a woman with amazing grace and composure as it resounds from all directions. One of the MAIDs is displayed across the screen in a full three-dimensional aspect view. The silver-metallic body is further displayed with an array of accessories for various archetypes; each catered for individuality and owner preferences. The complete range of customization is featured in a one-hundred page guide to completing a citizen's personal MAID.

"Mommy, I want one."
"Stop it! Don't look at that thing," a mother scolds her child.
"It's nice, but look at the price tag. It's not something we commoners can afford," a male standing adjacent to the mother shakes his head. "If only," he finishes, grinning profusely at a MAID standing behind a glass wall near the display.

"Look mommy, a MAID," the child calls out. His mother sighs, taps his hand lightly, and stops for a moment to realize that her son had not pointed in the direction of the MAID on display. She and the gentleman turn their gaze to a woman walking toward them--toward the main hall. The woman is outfitted in a large black dress with light green flowers sprinkled randomly across her corset. The bareness of her shoulders are covered by the length of her black hair. As she passes the onlookers, her pale skin gleams beneath the luminescent lights and the insignia that identifies her as a MAID can clearly be seen; that is, a butterfly tattoo above her left breast.

"MAID!" The boy called out cheerfully even as the mother pulled him back into silence. The drone stops, the flow of her dress taking an extra second to catch up to its owner. She turns with a gentle smile, takes the garment at her waist into her hands, and returns the greeting with a small curtsy before moving forward. Twenty steps more, she would be in front of the man she will, from this day forward, call master.


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Re: Dragon Star, Sci-Fi RP (Open)
« Reply #5 on: August 25, 2009, 04:25:39 PM »
The group of graduates continued to be led towards their rooms, their Guides eager to drop the energetic youths off and be done with them.  They had all seen his little mishap with his own Guide, and a few of the young men had used it as a prime opportunity to poke fun at Ericks, to little response from the young man asides from a cold gaze and shake of his head.  The constant popularity contest wasn't worth his time.  And besides, he couldn't get that LCdr out of his head.  Had she really been watching him specifically, and if so, why?  He didn't recognize her, but she almost seemed to have known him.

He gave his head a shake to try and clear it, studiously trying to ignore the other officers at her table when his last glance their way had sent the group into energetic conspiring and giggling.  The LCdr was gone, likely for the best.  Light, maybe she hadn't seen his little goof up?  Either way, the damage was done and he wasn't some brown nosing shallow dolt eager to get on every senior officer's good side.  This lot spoke for hours on the benefits of building up your connections with the senior brass, which was too much like the political maneuvering he had grown up with.

He had to give his head another shake when he looked down at his annoyed Guide.  For a moment the LCdr's eyes seemed to be staring back at him, delving deep into his psyche.  It was a disturbing feeling, like he was being weighed and measured for market, but then it was the lovely young woman again, grumbling under her breath and somehow managing to glare down her nose up at him.  One last apology on his part, and he paid better attention to what she had to say.  Not much of it meant anything to him; shops and casinos and clubs and bars.  All sorts of recreational attractions that should have had a young man like himself more then eager to get to his rooms and start enjoying the trip.

The massive screen mounted so high above their heads reminded him almost of the magic

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Re: Dragon Star, Sci-Fi RP (Open)
« Reply #6 on: August 26, 2009, 01:12:41 PM »
The massive displays now advertised the many amenities of the ship, from shops to sporting facilities, restaurants, and many other fine services, many of which offered discounts to those serving in the Empire's massive military.  Among the popular destinations were the Holo-lounges, which featured a wide array of pre-programed destinations, and many which were fully customizable to personal wishes.

"With hundreds of rooms available, come down now for your taste of home away from home.  Relive your favorite memories.  With new locations added daily, explore the many planets within the Empire without leaving the comfort and safety of home!  Take a guided tour through the Jungles of Saa'lan and see the incredible wildlife!  Dive through the reefs of Maltan 5!  Explore the ruins of pre-Empire civilizations, and marvel at primitive art!" The monitors flashed images of each of these places; lush jungles, vibrant fish in a crystal blue sea, castles crumbling into a vast field of green grass blowing in the wind.  Images to capture the imagination and curiosity of those below and draw them into the lounges for adventures of their own.  Or perhaps to view a home long forbidden...

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Re: Dragon Star, Sci-Fi RP (Open)
« Reply #7 on: August 26, 2009, 03:00:36 PM »
The MAID continued forth past the guide, past Ericks, and past most of the new recruits. Many of the recruits' eyes followed the droid as every attention to detail has been tediously ironed out to present her in as close a form as possible to that of a female human. Her heels clicked against the substitute marble flooring and clacked when she came to a stop. "Welcome back, master," the drone bows slightly to Kieran Knight, one of the new graduates that takes a moment to overcome his embarrassment before responding.

"Thank you, Camellias." It was surprising for a young recruit to have a MAID. Aside from expenses, MAIDs were rarely seen out in public as they are often assigned to large residences. New programs allowed distribution of MAIDs to the middle class; however, those MAIDs are rented as a service and not for personal use. Kieran looks up at the six foot drone and grins softly at the hazel hues staring back. "I'm glad to see you're doing well."

"Shall I carry your things, master?"
"No, thank you. These things will only wrinkle your dress," Kieran pulls on the strap of the sack hanging off his left shoulder in addition to the pack on his back. Kieran's eyes wander about the room at those standing around, some indulged in the MAID standing before him while others had returned to their activities. "What a dress it is," his eyes return after checking the attire of those around him.

"This dress was purchased from HotTopic for--"
"I don't want to know the price. I feel like I'll cry if I know the price." Kieran takes a step toward the maid and buries his head beneath its bosom to mumble some words he hopes only Camellias will be able to hear. "I suppose it's okay. You are a MAID after all. I'll check your systems after we get to the room."

"Yes, master!"

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« Reply #8 on: August 26, 2009, 05:11:10 PM »
The Maid left quite an impression on the crowd as it passed by, and Ericks noticeably tensed as it passed near.  He simply didn't know what to make of the construct, and only relaxed once it had latched onto it's owner.  The overly affectionate hug had Ericks glancing away discreetly and rubbing at the bridge of his nose, gazing up at the massive screens again.  Another technology he was aware of, but had never experienced outside of training.  An invaluable training aid, but he had never really thought of them in such a manner until the add screened past over things more familiar to him.

"...worlds of the Empire?"  The temptation was high.  After all his years in the Academy, would he finally learn about his home from a damn cruise liner pass time?  The prospect was almost frightening, but he was perfectly willing to try.

His Guide caught him gazing up at the screen again and couldn't help but feel a bit confused.  Did he not watch anything in training?  How dense could the boy be?  "Interested in the Holo-Lounges?  Once you're settled into your room, I can upload the ship layout and features onto your PDA and you can head over whenever you like."  She indicated the data pad on his belt in case he wasn't aware what that was either, but he just smiled warmly and nodded.

"I would appreciate it.  It might be nice to know a bit more about the Empire, outside of what they teach at the Academy."  He cast another glance at the group of other graduates, Kieran and his Maid especially.  Just how had the man managed to have something like that waiting for him here anyways?  He must have had connections.  Most of the young officers were from wealthy families or important Houses, true, but for him to be bringing his Maid with him to the ship yards?  That stood him out from the group.  But...why in the Light would he need a Maid?

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Re: Dragon Star, Sci-Fi RP (Open)
« Reply #9 on: August 29, 2009, 03:41:56 PM »
Kieran pulls away from the doll to observe his surroundings. This isn't the first time he's boarded a cruise liner and for an engineer, the dazzling lights and display are all too familiar to him. What concerns him is the potential for subliminal messages, hidden cameras, and hidden scanners that these luminescent displays do well to hide. Buy my product, is what the mannequins in windows could transmit to the cerebral cortex as customers stand before them in awe.

Kieran's eyes scan the room, his stomach grumbling slightly from hunger. When was the last time he'd eaten something of good quality? Several fast-food restaurants draw his lime green hues in their direction but he wasn't interested. Kieran placed his right hand to his stomach as his body craved something more.

"I made your favorite for lunch--lasagna with a side of grilled chicken basked in a special sauce from an outer-rim planet," Camellias steps around to Kieran's left side just as her master's eyes settled on the set of female officers. "Master," Camellias spoke again, snapping Kieran from his daze.

"Yes Camellias; I heard you," Kieran responds.
"Would you like me to invite one to lunch?"
"You're the only woman I need, Camellias," Kieran places a pair of shades over his eyes as he makes his way toward the display most of the graduates stood beneath. He passes around the guide's back side, in front of the MAID on display, and out of the main lobby.

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« Reply #10 on: August 29, 2009, 11:09:35 PM »
"Well would you look at that," one of the women marvled at the young officer with the MAID unit.
"Ooh, I smell money," another grinned cattishly.
"Daddy's little officer," voiced a third.
"I wonder who Daddy is, to afford one of those?"
"Ah-ah, Daddy's money, but Mommy's willpower.  No doubt a pretty little proper civilian lady who couldn't bear the thought of her boy off to the gods forsaken ends of the Empire without someone to take care of him."
"I'll take care of him," opined the catty one, which brought up another round of laughter.

Back in her own quarters for the voyage, Macurrant had just finished her obligatory reports, and now viewed a file of much more interest to her on the hand-held Viewer.

Name:  DaleGaurd, Ericks
Aliases:  None
Age:  20 Empire Years
Homeworld: Classified


She frowned.  Classified?  That could only mean that he was recently 'inducted'.  Most likely his world had been captured within the last ten years.  On her desk system, she accessed the planetary archives, searching for those that had come under Empire control within the last decade.  It was...troubling to see just how many there were.  Most were still classified by the alpha-numeric serial that had been assigned to them at their discovery.  A designation that those native to the planet had no knowledge of.

She continued through the personnel file on the young Lieutenant.  Hot-headed, a trouble maker, complete disrespect for his superiors and peers.  The list of physical altercations with other students while in the Academy was well over a page long, and was a suitable mate to the list of formal complaints by his instructors.  Even so, his marks in his classes were respectable.  So at least he could be taught.  Little else was available in his file.  Much was classified, such as psychological reviews, personal statements from the academy brass, and the like.  But at the end, it was clear how the Empire regarded him.  DaleGuard was a Class C.  A 'Person of Interest.'  It wasn't as good as she had hoped, but at least he wasn't a Class A.  There would be people keeping tabs on him, especially on his first station, but at least he wouldn't be constantly under surveillance.  Her next series of searches actually made her smile; the Gales Roar.  That poor old bucket of bolts cared little about who the Empire wanted watched.  The ranking officers there hated all new-comers equally.  No one ever stayed longer than a few months, and they were bitter that they were stuck on the training grounds instead of out having esteemed careers of their own.

A perfect place for her Lieutenant to earn some trust and some favors...  She just had to make sure he stayed there long enough to earn them.  Which, given his history in his file, probably wouldn't be hard.  Macurrant smiled and leaned back in her chair.  Already she could feel the wheels of fate turning.

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« Reply #11 on: August 31, 2009, 08:42:57 PM »
With the Holo suites now firmly planted in his mind, Ericks was eager to drop his belongings off in his room.  The chance of seeing his homeworld again, even if it was just a cheap copy, was too much to pass up.  How much had it changed in the past five years, how were his people coping?  But, he supposed, they weren't his people any more.  They were citizens of the Empire now.  Had they embraced the change or continued to fight even after his surrender and removal from the planet?

It was common practice to take away any royal blood that could in any way influence a resistance.  Unless they would willingly serve as a figure head to help ease the transition, any noteworthy leadership was removed and forced into the Fleet or one of the other many branches of the Empire government, where they could be indoctrinated and watched, far removed from and denied ever returning to their home.  It was quite possible that he would be locked out of the files for his homeworld even on a civillian cruise ship like this.

But, maybe there was a way around it?  He studied Kieran a moment, trying to remember if there had ever been any bad blood between them.  Nothing came to mind; in fact, he wasn't even sure how often the two had ever spoken before.  They had different fields of focus, and had possibly only ever shared classes in their earlier years at the Academy, the more general courses before specialties could be pursued.

If he were locked out of the right files for his homeworld, then he would need someone else to access them.  Someone good with computers.  But, if Kieran knew anything of Ericks background, he would also be aware that it was strongly against regulations to help him with something like this, and could get into some serious trouble for it.  No jail time, but there would be hefty charges and a potential black mark on his records if they were caught.

Nothing ventured, nothing gained.  Giving his guide a warm smile he politely stepped away from her and caught up to Kieran as he ventured past, doing his best not to glance at the Maid again.  It really was lifelike, an amazing work of technology that outstripped the Golems she reminded him of.  "Kieran?  I've a favor to ask of you?  If you have time, would you help me with the Holo Suites?  I'd like to see my homeland again, if it's in there."  He spoke quietly so the other graduates that still lingered nearby couldn't quite hear him, but tried to look friendly and confident to help disuade anyone from thinking he was plotting anything potentially illegal.  And maybe to help Kieran warm up to the idea.

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Re: Dragon Star, Sci-Fi RP (Open)
« Reply #12 on: September 02, 2009, 04:33:08 PM »
Kieran veers his head at the sound of his name. Who here knows me, is what Kieran wondered. Kieran conversed very little during his days at the academy and the number of persons he knew are countable on his fingers; however, none of those students graduated in the same profession as him and none of them had boarded this vessel. Kieran had originally tilted his head toward the right to acknowledge the individual calling his name from the corners of his eyes. After verifying the target, as Kieran would put it, Kieran turns toward his left to make a full circle and face Ericks. During this process, Kieran glanced at Camellias who had already begun to locate Ericks in the database.

Kieran listens and after confirming an innocent request, he exhaled a gentle sigh and smiled in return. The Holo suites are nothing new to Kieran. He didn't design the system as that was long before him; however, he did have experience running through the system. After all, the Holo suites were more than just a simple guide for the casual traveler. Beneath the facade is a complex intergalactic mapping system used by the empire; however, the information is reserved for the higher echelons.

"The Holo suites?" Kieran was ready to question Ericks' desire to see his homeworld, especially since Camellias' information gathering, now displayed across the inside of the left lens of Kieran's glasses, detailed Ericks' homeworld as "Classified". It was confusing but at the same time, it wasn't uncommon for mistakes to arise during data entry. "Certainly. I wanted to see them myself." Kieran lifts the strap of his bag over his head and hands it over to the maid. "Wait for me in the room. Keep an open com," Kieran whispers the last statement into Camellias' left ear as he passes the strap over her head. "Ericks was it? Shall we?"

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Re: Dragon Star, Sci-Fi RP (Open)
« Reply #13 on: September 03, 2009, 08:45:18 PM »
He wasn't surprised Kieran didn't remember him.  They had only ever shared one class together and it was in his first year at the Academy.  He had been removed only a few weeks in for a more specialized corriculum to bring him up to speed with the other students.  Especially in his early days at the Academy, he had been a stickler on memorizing names and faces, something he had always been taught was important in his life before the Empire.  It was expected of noble blood, royalty especially, to know the names of those around them.

He smiled warmly at Kieran's response.  He was graced with a charming smile, warm and almost fatherly, something he had gained from his father, a giant of a man with a gentle streak a mile wide and hands grown calloused and arthritic from long years wielding the heavy blade strapped to Erick's back.  His smile faltered slightly as he looked to Camillias, not unfriendly but rather curious and nervous.  He still wasn't sure what to make of the Maid.  "Thank you.  I'm not really sure how to go about finding my homeworld in the system.  I'm not sure what it's Imperical designation is, you see.  I only know it by the name I grew up with, Lushakana."

The young lady serving as his Guide stepped up next, looking between Ericks and Kieran and his Maid, "Well if you're in such a rush to try the Holo Suites, the least I can do is show you the way right?"  Then she turned and started walking once she was sure the two were ready to follow, leading them away from the other graduates still being led to their rooms.

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Re: Dragon Star, Sci-Fi RP (Open)
« Reply #14 on: September 03, 2009, 11:34:26 PM »
The Hololounges appeared to be the place to be.  Taking up an entire sector on each of five decks, the area was still packed with people, many of them new graduates, hoping to find an open room.  There were several larger suites dedicated to a single theme; a sunny beach, a concert (with rotating shows), night clubs, and more, as well as the multitude of smaller rooms designed for a small group or single person.  And each of the many check-in desks had long lines.  The easiest way to book a room was to access the database and submit a request form, though they always were happy to help walk-ins in whatever way they could.  With so many people, separate kiosks had been set up, allowing visitors to scroll through the available programs before standing in line, or to submit a request for a later date.

Regardless of which route Ericks chose, he would find the same answer; Lushakana was not in the system.  And there were so many unnamed serials that there would be no telling where to start to find the right one, if his homeworld had even been cataloged.  Even so, it seemed that the system was booked out solid for a few days, at all hours.  They would have to wait to get time in.  Of course, there was always the option to request a location, or even to bring your own program, as many people did.  High class business travelers and their families liked to bring a program of their estates to allow them some familiarity while seemingly lost in the deep black of space.  Likewise, many people had training programs, to attend classes while away from a university or to prepare for a coming test.  But custom programs were expensive, and one had to have special training in code writing for the environments.

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Re: Dragon Star, Sci-Fi RP (Open)
« Reply #15 on: September 06, 2009, 05:11:54 PM »
Lushakana? Kieran didn't immediately recognize the name and as he delved into the depths of his mind, he still couldn't recall a world by that name, Lushakana. Habitually, Kieran turned to Camellias for answers and reiterated the world's name as Ericks had spoke it.

"I am a maid, not an encyclopedia," Camellias responds, its arms stretched to length as its hands cross the waist. Kieran blinked several times before understanding the drone's response and as a result, biting down solidly on his tongue. "Ah, you're right. Sorry about that." Kieran was thankful that Camellias' memory made up for his lack thereof. "A maid wouldn't know those things," he turns back to Ericks. "I know how to look it up." Before they could make their way to the Holo Suites, the guide had offered to escort and Kieran didn't decline.

"Registration closed," Kieran reads the sign sitting atop the counter. The desk clerk nods his head and then slides a binder over to Kieran.

"The calendar's filled. We'll reach port before the next time slot," the clerk flips the notebook shut before either could verify the information. "You can stand around if you want. If somebody doesn't show, you can take their time slot. The line for that is over there," the clerk lifted a finger towards the right side of the registration area. There are several individuals sitting on a bench that stretches along the side wall. The wait doesn't appear pleasing and Kieran isn't all too interested in the Holo Suites to begin with. He turns to Ericks and shrugs his shoulders.

"Looks like another dead-end. If you give me your insignia, I can text you the Emperical designation later." The insignia Kieran spoke of is a symbol assigned to or chosen by every individual using the system. As the worlds expanded, the consumer base grew too large for numbers to handle alone. The new system uses symbols. Consumers inscribe their symbol across the tiny LCD screens and the system processes the result into an image. With this method, citizens attached to the old numerical means can simply write each number over the previous and the system will create the image thereafter. Alternatively, consumers may also create their own symbol using a series of lines and shapes.

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« Reply #16 on: September 11, 2009, 04:19:32 PM »
There was no denying that he was more then a little dissapointed with that turn of events.  He had plenty of training about keeping his emotions to himself, to always put on a strong face, but it did falter for a moment with the discovery that he had let his hope grow unchecked.  He stood in silence for a time, simply watching the busy lines that seemed only to grow, but he finally found his smile again as he looked back to Kieran.

"No, don't worry about it.  It was just a bit of a whim, no point trying any further now.  I've years ahead of me, after all."  He smiled warmly and casually waved off the offer, having thought twice now on getting Kieran any further involved in something that could get them both in trouble.  "Besides, I'm sure you want to get to your room and relax.  This is my first time away from the Academy in five years, plenty to see on this ship."

The Guide was helpful as always, nodding in agreement and not really understanding just how much of a let down this side trip had been for Ericks, and she was ready to lead them towards their rooms, "You have no idea.  Live entertainment every night, even be a few full fledged concerts during the trip.  There are brochures in your rooms laying out all sorts of suggested activities to help you enjoy yourselves."  She was all smiles, indicating for the three to follow her.

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Re: Dragon Star, Sci-Fi RP (Open)
« Reply #17 on: September 22, 2009, 11:29:36 AM »
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A few 'days' later, when the ship was well into it's voyage, an incoming message brought Lieutenant Dalegaurd's communicator beeping into life, the screen casting a soft glow about his quarters.  It was late in the hourly cycle, during the artificial night that was created to give passengers a sense of the passage of time and a regulation of their bodily schedules.  It was a notice from the Holosuites office.  A room and custom program had been booked in his name, and would be available in the next half hour; a span of time that would give him just enough time to dress and arrive there to take advantage of his time slot.  There was no indication of who had reserved the room or what this custom program entailed, but if he refused this opportunity, there was no promise that he would get another chance.

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Re: Dragon Star, Sci-Fi RP (Open)
« Reply #18 on: September 23, 2009, 09:14:24 PM »
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Re: Dragon Star, Sci-Fi RP (Open)
« Reply #19 on: September 23, 2009, 10:17:41 PM »
At first, the room was dark.  Not just from a lack of lights, for there were tiny, emergency lights along the edges of the room and door in case of program failure.  But even these were dark, which meant that the program itself was darkness.  Then, tiny dots of illumination sprouted to life all around him, like stars in the night sky.  And that was what they were.  Ericks would even recognize many of them as constellations familiar from his home.  Lines of text briefly pointed to various formations, marking them with a name or alpha-numeric designation, or sometimes, both, before flashing away once more.  In time, the stars had filled in.  Next came other surrounding space bodies; nearby planets, moons, even fields of stellar debris.   These, too, came with brief designations.  Like the universe was building and naming itself before his eyes.  And finally, a planet dead in the center of the room.  It rotated slowly, covered in water and land that, from such a distance and on such a curved surface, might be foreign at first, but slowly, as the planet turned, it would reveal masses of land that Ericks was intimately familiar with. 

Still the planet rotated, and more orange lines of text with pointers emerged, marking out major land masses; passes through mountain ranges, major rivers, and more.  Then came specific pointers to the land, marking out major cities, and a few other places that were uninhabited and far from civilization.  More data flashed by; air make-up.  Soil consistencies.  Estimated population, and forms of leadership.  Military strength and extent of technology.

It was a report on the planet.  Detailing everything there was to know about the world Ericks had known all his life.

"Frightening, isn't it?  How much they knew ahead of time..."  The voice spoke suddenly from the edge of the room, though in the darkness, it was hard to discern where it had come from.  Additionally, the voice was warped; as if spoken through a disguising filter.  But definitely female.  "They could have listed the name of every man, woman and child on the planet, and no one would have been the wiser.  Did you know, that the first scouts arrived nearly 20 years ago?  Perhaps, as a child, you heard of unusual shooting stars in the night sky, burning brightly before vanishing completely..."

The view changed; the planet grew larger, zooming in on the sprawl of land that had been Ericks' homeland.  Again, a list of information.  The capital city was marked, as well as several other strategically important locations.  Routes for supply lines and objectives to complete.  "Don't feel so bad about loosing...  In the end, everyone does..."  There was sympathy in the voice, but also something else.  Almost...a wistful sadness.  "They had their dominion of your world mapped out long before anyone even knew they were there."

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« Reply #20 on: September 26, 2009, 07:33:02 PM »
As the simulation began, as the stars and asteroids and their like began to fill the air, Ericks couldn't help but remember his first exposure to such technology.  It had been both terrifying and wonderful, and the same feelings had never quite left him even after his years at the Academy using Holosuites for various training regimes.  He wasn't wide eyed and gawking, but there was an unusual level of interest in every subtle movement of the images, even to the point of leaning aside or turning his head to watch more interest objects as they passed him by.

As the planet came into view, it was alien to him.  An almost perfect ball of blues and green, a simple elegance that those born to space travel no longer appreciated, and he couldn't help but admire the elegant whisps of cloud or gentle transitions from fertile greens to the vivid tans of deserts.  But as it grew closer and continued to rotate, as other continents came into view, he began to recognize the shape.  As the light of the sun crawled across the land, mountains and great forests came into view and any doubt was finally discarded.  The cold Imperial designator was quickly commited to memory even as a painful surge of homesickness washed over him.

When the unfamiliar voice first began, he wasn't sure if it were an actual person hiding in the room, or speaking through the computer, or whether it was a preprogrammed element that Kieran had added for some reason.  He couldn't imagine it was part of the actual program.  The tone, let alone what 'she' had to say, simply didn't fit.  It was a disturbing realization, especially as he began to understand just how accurate the information displayed was.  As it zoomed in even closer, centering on what would have one day been his kingdom, he recognized the indicated points with mixed feelings.  Pleasant memories of his years before the invasion and painful memories of lost battles and brutal massacres that marked his home world's transition to the Empire.

"There were prophecies.  I suppose there always are, aren't there?  My father ignored them, and I cannot fault him for it.  They were all so formless.  Vague hints and portents, the sort that could fit any situation.  There was always some doom prophecy or another."  He shook his head solemnly as he quieted the dark memories, gazing about the room slowly in a vain attempt to decide if the voice was that of someone in the room or filtered through the computers, having decided it must not be a programmed message.  This wasn't Kieran's doing, it couldn't have been.  "Who are you?"

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Re: Dragon Star, Sci-Fi RP (Open)
« Reply #21 on: September 27, 2009, 08:50:21 AM »
"Warning! Illegal access to planetary system Lushakana by unauthorized personnel. Security, report to Holo Lounge for inspection and apprehension," Camellias began speaking aloud in a voice that indicated security had been warned by a computer system through their radios. Kieran thought nothing of it at first. He's become accustomed to the drone's vocal outbursts in the middle of the night; apparently, it didn't believe that Kieran ever slept.

When Camellias' words are processed by his brain, Kieran sprang to life. "Camellias, intercept transmission. Abort inspection and apprehension. Reason is false alarm." Kieran gave the drone a moment to process; except, the drone had already pushed his command through and awaited the slower response of the security team.

"Transmission intercepted. Security inspection and apprehension aborted." Kieran favored the computer security alert over a personal one; at the very least, security would not question the computer as it may not have the answers.

"Camellias, who has accessed Lushakana at the Holo Lounge?" Kieran suspects it was Ericks; of course he did, it was he who asked Kieran about the planet. What really grasped Kieran's interest is the call to security.

"Unable to determine user."
"What? Who reserved the room?"
"Information unavailable," the drone turns to Kieran. "Master, I was unable to access Lushakana during your previous request. No planet existed in the database."

"Don't access it now!" Kieran leaped from the bed to the drone's side. "Close all external connections."
"Closing external connections. Running system scan," the drone's eyes turn pale blue and its movements ceased for a moment. An emergency system scan used all of the drone's resources, thus, Kieran could ask nothing of it until the scan was complete. Alas, Camellias' eyes returned to their usual green hues and its head lifted toward Kieran. "System scan complete. No infections found."

Kieran sits back on the ground with a heavy sigh of relief escaping with his breath. "No, you weren't hacked. The Holo Lounge was."

"Master, creation and integration of an entire planet including terrain, population, landmarks, and history into the Holo Lounge--"
"It wasn't created recently," Kieran interrupts. "The planet was hidden in the system. I've got to get to Ericks. Whoever hacked the Holo Lounge knows Ericks is looking for that planet. If that's Ericks' home world, he'll be in trouble and we'll be suspects in that investigation."

"We?"
"Yes, Camellias. You're posing as a MAID so they'll want to access your visual recording for analysis," Kieran hops about the room on one foot as he snaps the jacket's buttons while sliding his left boot on. "Stay here. Don't answer the door. Keep an open com with me."

"Yes, master."
"Camellias, as much as I love you calling me that, you really don't have to. But if you'd like, you can continue to," Kieran winks at the drone before closing the door and bolting down the hallway. Once out of the room, his phone vibrated gently in his pocket. Kieran had Camellias block most transmissions into the room aside from her own but forgot to grant access for his phone. Sliding the face up, Kieran glared at the message and picked up speed. "Camellias, I really need to know who reserved that room!"

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Re: Dragon Star, Sci-Fi RP (Open)
« Reply #22 on: September 27, 2009, 11:11:35 AM »
The voice smiled; and as impossible as it was to hear a smile when no other sound came, Ericks surely felt a mental sensation of a smile from the voice he spoke to.  "Do not blame your father, or yourself.  Even fully prepared, your world was no match for the might and will of the Empire."  A soft laugh came from the disembodied voice, a sound of gentle amusement, not at him, but at the matter they spoke of.  "In fact, your little planet gave them more trouble than they expected."

There was a pause, and just as Ericks had felt the smile, he now felt a scowl from his vocal companion.  In the corner of the room, in tiny font, too small for him to read, a small screen appeared with swiftly scrolling text.  Just as quickly as it had appeared, it was gone, and the voice returned.  "Our time is ended.  But know that there are those who share your goals.  And that we have met before."  The program ended suddenly, and the room was cast back into darkness, but for the emergency lights that guided the way back to the door.  "Leave quickly, and do not be seen."  And then she was gone, utterly vanished from his thoughts and the room.


Three decks down, Macurrant frowned at the device in her hands, reading through the security alerts that had gone up, and were just as suddenly called off.  True, she had known that Ericks would be watched, and that his world was classified, but how had the program been caught?  It wasn't on the system, she had run it from her own personal device, and broadcast it to Ericks in his room through his own mind; a feat which had resulted in a miserable headache on her end, and a strain on her impressive abilities.  And why had it been alerted by it's local name rather than the Imperial designator?  Questions...so many questions.  At least the boy king would be safe for a while; the room he was in was scheduled as closed for maintenance, and no record would remain of a call being sent to him for an appointment.  If anything, the program would be tracked back to her suite, which was currently in the middle of a beach scenario.

She opened a secured comm link to one who's strings she had to pull to get access to the military program.  "It was discovered," she growled at him.
The youngish looking tech on the other side simply shrugged his shoulders.  "But it was called off."
"Find out by who, and who sent out the alarm in the first place.  And for god's sake, cover your tracks this time!"
"Please, when was the last time I got caught?"
"I'm more interested in the first time you get caught.  This is important, you know that.  Whatever else happens, make sure it doesn't track back to Daleguard."
"Aye, Ma'am."
She cut the link, and then rose from the simulated beach chair, donning her sunglasses and towel, and made for the exit of the suite, ending her own program, and looking for all the world like she had just had a relaxing trip to a warm vacation spot, slight tan and all.  No one questioned her as she returned to her own quarters, and once safely back into her own room, the assault program and all traces of it was removed from her device, leaving only a single copy on a memory chip, which she hid carefully.  She had certain privileges that kept questioning eyes away from her, due to her own job in the military, but she was not without superiors.  And what she had started today bordered on treason.  But she smiled.  The wheels of destiny were now turning.
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Re: Dragon Star, Sci-Fi RP (Open)
« Reply #23 on: October 07, 2009, 10:36:39 PM »
It all ended rather suddenly.  One moment he was graced with an image of his homeworld, something both gloriously familiar yet brutal for all the tactical information it had displayed.  The next, he was warned off and the voice, and the image, were gone.  He was surrounded by darkness and silence, left to his thoughts and the vague warning to keep to the shadows.  What had this all been about?  Why had this person go to so much trouble to show him this?

Hardly a minute later he emerged from the dark holosuite, giving the empty corridor a dis-interested glance before heading out into the lobby area and finally into the main corridors of the ship.  Oddly, the most pressing thing on his mind was that Kieran had had nothing to do with the holosuite appointment, and the voice had seemed worried they would get caught.  Had he unwittingly put Kieran and his...his friend? servant? their relationship still boggled him.  Had he put them at risk with his own foolish attempt at being polite?

There were threats in this world that his provincial mind hadn't fully grasped even after his years of training, once unthought of avenues of danger that he would have to force himself to account for.  His pace was leisurely, as if he hadn't any reason to be worried, and no hint of the inner turmoil showed in his body language.  When he had been a prince, learning to one day be king, appearances had been important and much of his training had revolved around skills of self control.

The sound of running echoed down the near empty corridors ahead of him, causing his attention to focus on his surroundings.  And then he saw Kieran approaching and he had to wonder what might have sparked the man to come running.  He shouldn't have had any reason to be concerned by his earlier message even with no knowledge of what Ericks had meant.  So why was he running in the direction of the holo lounges?  Once sure that Kieran realized Ericks was walking towards him he came to a stop, waiting for the other young man to reach him and catch his breath.

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Re: Dragon Star, Sci-Fi RP (Open)
« Reply #24 on: October 11, 2009, 01:00:47 PM »
Kieran's steps alternated between quick and decisive and slow and cautious. There was possibility of security at every intersection. Was security tight on the vessel? No, security is far and between as the vessel holds an impressive record for a low crime rate. It is Kieran's paranoia rising from the depths of his mind to catch some breath. The other prospect that has alerted Kieran's paranoia is running into the perpetrator. Granted, most hackers are no where near the scene of the crime; however, for a hacker to evade the intelligent drone sitting in his room, Kieran holds the culprit in high respects.

There is no response from Camellias about who reserved the room. The drone continued to run into conveniently placed dead-ends. For a vessel with a good record, its "paper trail" is suddenly flawed. Kieran wasn't at all interested in getting involved, especially with higher echelon. He simply wanted to ensure that matters did not and would not escalate further.

The moment Kieran's eyes caught a figure in the distance, his steps slowed to a casual walk. Kieran came to a stop next to Ericks and upon opening his mouth to speak, released the pent of air that resulted from quickly concealing his running breath earlier. "Ericks. You okay," Kieran questioned in jagged breaths. He isn't supposed to be so exhausted but he's not a soldier, he's a tech. "I've got something to tell you but we can't discuss it here. Come back to the room with me." Kieran didn't expect Ericks to immediately comply but he also didn't want to say anything in such open space.

 

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