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Who is your favorite Hero?

Arkun-Sha! Bringing down the chieftan was so badass I almost forgot it was scripted.
- 6 (31.6%)
Alca-un. She's the most badass, of course!
- 5 (26.3%)
Ulla-Sha. Going on a century didn't stop her from whooping ass.
- 7 (36.8%)
Amma-ah, she's so caring and kind, how could you not like her?
- 1 (5.3%)

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Re: The Starborn [Xenofiction]
« Reply #690 on: January 05, 2013, 11:00:30 pm »

Take a concealable weapon.

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Re: The Starborn [Xenofiction]
« Reply #691 on: January 06, 2013, 08:46:23 am »

Well, we are going to an important human celebration on an important human place, so I think it would be appropriate if we brought some kind of gift. We could bring them a traditional goblin gift, we could bring them something that is prized by goblins, we could use some human technology and mix it with goblin ingenuity and tradition to make the perfect gift, we could bring them something traditionally used by goblins to celebrate the end of a war, we could bring them something that may interest the humans, some valuable ore etc. And we are a shaman/storyteller. Our gift can be a great story, maybe one about how good peace is. And although I am against concealed weapons, what better place to hide a weapon then a trojan gift? Unless goblins don't give each other gifts.

Oh, and since we'll probably be meeting with dignitaries, do we know some etiquette/good manners? We don't want to look like savages.

((I just realized we are the collaborators. We are working with the Invaders and enjoying the benefits, while we overlook that we are not treated as equals, and that they are taking over, because we think it's for the best, that they are our friends and that resistance is futile. If this were a movie, we'd fight with the hero for a while and then we'd probably sacrifice/redeem ourselves so the hero can capture/destroy the human ship and save all goblins or something. Good thing it's not a movie. At least, if this were a movie, we'd know the hero can't be our nemesis, Raun-Khet, because he fought dishonourably. Unless he realizes his mistakes and becomes a better person or something. But that doesn't mean he can't be a recurring villain. Hmm...))

Have we heard anything from the other tribes? How is our breakaway "tribe" doing with the whole "being friends with the aliens" thing?

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Re: The Starborn [Xenofiction]
« Reply #692 on: January 06, 2013, 09:04:34 am »

Raun-Khet could either be an antihero or he could be trained in discipline and fighting by some wise old master.
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Re: The Starborn [Xenofiction]
« Reply #693 on: January 07, 2013, 05:35:23 pm »

I say we take a gift, to give to the leader of the humans there.
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Re: The Starborn [Xenofiction]
« Reply #694 on: January 07, 2013, 06:07:44 pm »

You decide to double up and bring a gift to the humans; a set of cerimonial stone daggers.

Luckily you have a small box to place them in. It's a simple affair, you can't remember where you got it from, but it should suffice.

Do you feel prepared now?
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Re: The Starborn [Xenofiction]
« Reply #695 on: January 07, 2013, 07:06:38 pm »

Sure. As prepared as one can be for the wondrous, awe inspiring and frightening experience of going to space for the first time, on a place like nothing we've ever seen before.
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Re: The Starborn [Xenofiction]
« Reply #696 on: January 08, 2013, 02:34:50 am »

Let's boldly go where no goblin ever been before!
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Re: The Starborn [Xenofiction]
« Reply #697 on: January 08, 2013, 06:30:57 am »

And follow the prime directive.
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Re: The Starborn [Xenofiction]
« Reply #698 on: January 08, 2013, 06:58:47 pm »

You're ready.

The "tribe", both human and goblin, has grown considerably since you first arrived here. Already the humans stone and metal and glass stretch up to the sky, scratching at it like so many shimmering fingers. A great change has been wrought on the area, great glass domes fielding great masses of Earth life, golden strands of grain so long it would take hours to run from one end to another, fat, speckled beasts that bellow great calls to the empty, soulless inside of the greenhouse. They're all kept sealed away from your environment, but the humans have begun farming goblin fruit and grain as well, plants you would never have guessed were edible, or even poisonous ones like the bluenut trees. Within months the humans have created new life.

The Starborn are on your world.

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The "shuttle" is a huge hunk of metal painted black. It's scaled like a lizard, save for where thick panes of glass allow you to see.

When you enter, the ship seems sideways. You use a ladder to make your way down to a seat obviously built with humans in mind, and lay on it, pressing into the back. At the instruction of the attendant, you strap yourself in and snuggle into the seat. It seems to be filled with gel, and the fabric molds to your form better than you would have expected.

"Three" says a man over the speakers.
"Two" says the man a second later.
"One"

There's a WHUMPF from underneath you, and suddenly you're pressed into the gel hard. Crushing pressure forces the wind from you, squishes your eyes into your head. You can feel your heartbeat in every inch of you, thumping like you've just run a kilometer. Gasping for breath is an excercise in futility, but after some time the pressure eases slightly. You can still feel yourself being crushed, but now you can breathe and move, at least.

You'd taken the window seat earlier, intent on seeing the home of the stars yourself. But you cannot see any stars yet. Instead you watch in awe as the clouds approach you, and then you're in the midst of them, a soft white, cottony mist that coats the window in a rainbow of dew. While the few other humans entering space are all doing mundane things such as reading and in one case eating -well, cleaning it off his clothes- a meal, you watch the clouds dip below you. The sky is a bright blue-green above you, solid and unending. The clouds seem to drop in slow motion, great towers and parapets of mist arcing over holes through witch you can view whole oceans. As the sky above turns black as night, you stare downwards, as the horizon curves, mountains become as insignificant as furrows in the dirt at your feet. You watch the small grey spot that has been your home for three months, and the region you knew for the whole of your life, become nothing more than a spot the size of a humans fingernail. Your press your hand on the window, and marvel at how large it seems, at how small the whole of your world is. The sky is black now, and the stars are lighting, and below you you see swathes of purple, and green, and blue, and brown, and grey, and the white of clouds, the dark fury of a great storm swirling so far below you that it seems almost... serene.

When you next look upwards, tearing your eyes away from the tiny pink ball of your home, you can see more stars in the sky than you have ever seen before. No longer speckles and dots, the stars seem to fuse into mily strands, a celestial, divine dance of light and dark. Nebulas open before you, almost purple and green to your sensitive eyes. And your suns, your suns! You can almost see them move about, no different than a hundred more of the stars above. You feel so tiny, so insignificant, in the face of this majesty. You suddenly can see just how small your life has been. You cannot even pick out the area of which you know about, to say nothing of the land you call home. On that planet must be a host of goblins and creatures so large, it staggers you just to think of half of it. And above it all, floating inbetween you and the planet as you circle it and kill momentum, is their ship. You were told how large it was, but from here, it seems so tiny...

Minutes pass as you drink in the beauty of space. You could spend lifetimes here and not leave your system. Mellenia and only go the barest of drops away from home. In the face of all this, the humans seem pathetic, and your people don't register as even the smallest bug, more insignificant than a grain of sand at the bottom of one of the mammoth oceans.

The human ship, the Dunwich, is large. But so impressed are you by the vastness of just your own solar system that it seems confining, a imprisonment. You stare out in awe for an hour, watching your whole world disappear slowly and silently as the ship slowly rotates to maintain a small gravity.

Before you board the Dunwich, you are given a heavy metal vest to don. It will mimic gravity in the docking bay, which cannot rotate, as well as other static areas of the ship.

The bay of the Dunwich streches almost a kilometer in all three dimensions, enough to dock three of your bitty shuttles. But to you, right now, it still seems so small. But it seems the ship itself doesn't want you to continue your rapture. A small man appears before you, glowing orange all the way through, as if a ghost. It takes you a second to take in all the details about his appearance.

What does this "human" look like, and what is it's name?
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Re: The Starborn [Xenofiction]
« Reply #699 on: January 08, 2013, 08:29:26 pm »

That's the AI that was trying to drive us mad with that lock isn't it? joking:We are going to smash your processors to pieces and have our sweet revenge, you prankster!

I'm just going to throw a bunch of ideas out here, since I'm still thinking about this.
I'm not very good with names so I'll try a little "fun with acronyms":MiCAL=Mission Control Artificial Lifeform or BARNEI=BARNEI Autonomous Recursively Named Evolving Intelligence

A man with a military uniform, strong and beutiful. His hair is short, but not too much. His voice is otherworldly and slow, his sentences short and to the point.
An average but fairly beutiful woman in a tight dress. Her dark hair are tied in a ponytail. She seems to be always happy and often smiles, but her voice is a bit too high pitched and she seems almost annoyingly overexcited at times. Just read/realised that it says man, not human.
An average man in dark jeans, a white shirt and a dark suit. His hair is short. In his eyes are bright orange hemicircles rotating as the two halves of the circle seem to chase each other. His voice is calm and commanding, with a hint of distortion for the roboty effect.
A stereotypical soviet submarine captain, complete with the beard, navy attire and accent.
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Re: The Starborn [Xenofiction]
« Reply #700 on: January 08, 2013, 08:37:59 pm »

Indiana Jones. It looks like Indiana Jones.
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Re: The Starborn [Xenofiction]
« Reply #701 on: January 08, 2013, 09:35:41 pm »

Indiana Jones. It looks like Indiana Jones.
and across his chest is written in tiny script
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but not really.
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Re: The Starborn [Xenofiction]
« Reply #702 on: January 08, 2013, 09:46:58 pm »

Indiana Jones. It looks like Indiana Jones.
Han Solo. It looks like Han Solo.
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Re: The Starborn [Xenofiction]
« Reply #703 on: January 08, 2013, 10:17:35 pm »

Indiana Jones. It looks like Indiana Jones.
Han Solo. It looks like Han Solo.
Chewbacca!
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Re: The Starborn [Xenofiction]
« Reply #704 on: January 08, 2013, 10:25:13 pm »

Indiana Jones. It looks like Indiana Jones.
Han Solo. It looks like Han Solo.
Chewbacca!
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