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Edited by BagelBro123:
8/6/2016 5:39:21 PM
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[u][b]Deep space[/b][/u]
[u]Two weeks later[/u]
[b]Don sits at the bridge, looking over his ship. He's hired enough people to keep it running, but now he's looking for people to make it better. He's sent out invitations to join the crew to Telkota, Mortar, Mulligan, and the figure, as well as various job offerings to other mercenaries.
He silently awaits his friends and new crewmates aboard the [i]Voyager[/i] supercruiser. [/b]
((OPEN to join new plot-related group!!!))
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[b]a white portal opens up at your side, pitch black on the other side, mulligan then walks through[/b] Oh hello... [b]the portal closes[/b]
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"Hey. You here to join the crew?"
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I'd assume so........
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"Got any special skills besides landing water bottles standing up?"
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Um.....a couple......why?.......
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"We need combat-able people with other valuable skills and knowledge."
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That I can do........
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"Good. Now go meet the rest of the crew. They should be around here somewhere."
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*A strange red ring appears in the room in front of you, Mortar popping out of it* Hey there
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"Got the invitation I see."
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Yeah I did. Sorry if I was a little late...
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"No problem. So before you start, I need to know if you have any special skills. Medical knowledge, electrics knowledge, you get the drift."
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I'm skilled with fixing Electrical and mechanical problems.
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"Good! An engineer! Thats one last specialty."
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Well that's good.
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"Yep. Hey I uh.... I've been thinking of a mission.. For the Voyager of course... Ya know what? Come here. I'll show you my plan." [b]He gets up and out of his chair and walks over to a keypad-locked door at the end of the bridge. He types in a set of numbers and the door opens to reveal a small room with a single holographic table in the center, along with various charts, graphs, and monitors on the wall. He types in some things on the holotable and it brings up an image of a human body. At least, thats what it looks like.[/b] "This..." [b]Don says, pointing at the two-dimensional image of the body[/b] "Is what I'm after. A top secret APOLLO project known as Z-Omega. I already have taken the file on it off of APOLLO's hands-" [b]He slams a dossier with TOP SECRET stamped onto the cover in a multitude of languages[/b] "Its armor. APOLLO had been running a project where they wanted to make an armor that makes the user sort of a god in ways." [b]He begins listing its powers on his fingers[/b] "Super-strength, flight, nearly unbreakable armor, its all there. The best part is that the armor itself is mechanical. So even with an EMP, the plates themselves are still highly protective. It's even got shielding mechanisms." "Apparently when APOLLO's parent company, Aperature found out about it, they ordered APOLLO to shut it down. Feared it would be too doomsday-ey. I..." [b]The holotable powers off[/b] "Am trying to get that armor for myself. And I have an idea that could convince the others to let us all get closer to APOLLO to grab their tech. We need to attack APOLLO. Its only a matter of time before they start sending thugs and bounties after and on us."
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*Mortar sighs* You have a dark side Don. And I gotta admit, I like it. However, it seems to be but a prototype. I doubt it will work perfectly, and if it doesn't work it's on you. But I'm in.*
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"Good. Glad I can count on you. I'm also hoping to pick up some extra technology on the way."
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*Mortar looks up a little* What technology? If it's a portal you want I can hook you up. Since my wallet gained weight I was able to take a person's dried blood, extract the DNA, and put it in the PST so I can find anyone.
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"Never, EVER, do that -blam!-ing shit, to me. Understand?"
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Relax, jeez, I save it for hostage situations. If someone I know is taken hostage, I take their DNA, open a portal right in front of them and pull them in. Simple.
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"Seriously. Don't ever track me. Anyways. The tech I'm talking about is like experimental guns and shit. Stuff we can pimp out the crew with."
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*Mortar nods* Of course. So long as it's powerful
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"Now that thats settled, go meet the crew. And keep this between us, okay?"
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[b]A man walked into the bridge, his helmet on [/b]
