Gollee

((Fracking... Been getting distracted by suddenly having access to all three ME games, will post another today.))

Charles Powell The only member of a Sec team who sat down to have a chat with a captured operative; beyond the standard interrogation.

"Yet another day of the record-breaking Nanotrasen Corporate Games! Yesterday we had Mr Asimov go out rather messily, heads and rocks never mix, it seems." "That they don't, Dallas, and now we are down to five competitors with poisoned water supplies, shall we see what they are up to?" "Yes, let's Juaaanita; it looks like Mr Sa'Kuate has had a little too much to drink, that colour of vomit is quite spectacular, I wonder if it glows in the dark?" "Unfortunately, the isotopes aren't quite that strong, Dallas, that would give the game away." "That it would... That it would... It looks like everyone else is living happily on their stored water; though Saani, Dalton and Rathel have once again formed their little cliche, leaving My Wyatt out humming to himself, he looks quite simple, staring at a tree, humming to himself after brutally impaling some poor woman, definitely crazy." "Most likely, Dallas, we will have to watch him, he might do something unexpected! And now, commercials." The commercials today include an appeal to help kittens orphaned by the civil war on Adhomai; they look at you with big wet eyes. "Soo cute- I mean. Welcome back to the Nanotrasen Corporate Games! Lets, uh, lets get straight into the events!" "Right... Anyway, it looks like the little pack has split, yet again, unsurprising with so few of them left; Miss Rathel is.... Off picking flowers... Well, she is actually the only competitor to not have killed anyone yet, so I suppose that does give her an excuse... Maybe they are for Mr Wyatt?" "Maybe they are; it looks like someone has taken pity on Mr Sa'Kuate; they have sent him fresh food, water and medical supplies; that should help clear his tubes after the poisoned water episode." "That was quite funny to watch... He got it all in his fur.. He spent hours trying to clean it out..." "Mmm, it looks like Mr Dalton is making a slingshot.. He.. Appears to be using a twig from ESotU... and two identification neckbands..." "Gruesome! Anyway, where is Mr Wyatt? The only other person I can see is Miss Saani... Is... Is that a rope loop in front of her?" "It does appear to be so; do you think My Wyatt did it?" "I think he did... And... Up! She goes! Look at her struggle! And here is Mr Wyatt! He was in the tree next to it! He's got hold of her arms! He's tying them behind her back. Is he taking a prisoner?" "No...No... He just cut her throat, must have just wanted the claws out of the way. Now she really is a bloodcat! Shame the blood is hers..." "I rather liked her, Dallas, she was a fighter, so; we are down to four! We will see you tomorrow, on!" "Nanotrasen Corporate Games!"

I own starbound, is good. That new first boss is Dark Souls NG+ naked with only the broken sword hard though.

As do I, you keep a calm head under criticism, from what I have seen, and react well to it. +1 from me.

"Welcome back to the final days of the Nanotrasen Corporate Games! We are down to six competitors! So lets try and heat things up! Literally! The temperature of the water in the arena will be increased throughout the next few days with lovely infusions of radiative matter; let's see how long they last!" "Indeed, Dallas, it should get quite interesting in there; though Nanotrasen will, of course, pay the medical bills of the lucky winner, of course. Now, who do we have left?" "Phillip Asimov, Na'khar Sa'Kuate, Jo'Zah Saani, Jade Rathel, Roy Wyatt and Robert Dalton." "Indeed, let's see what they are up to." "Looks like Asimov, Dalton, Sa'Kuate and Rathel are sticking together, that could get fractious now, there are only six of them left!" "Maybe we will see some backstabbing? Hmm? Miss Saani looks to have lost herself in the woods, I wonder of anyone will actually be able to find her to kill her?" "Mr Wyatt might, he has seen the fire of the other four, and is steering clear! He might run into little miss bloodcat on the trip!" "We will be back after a short commercial break, folks." A series of dull commercials play, extolling the benefits of various deodorants and shampoos. "Some boring commercials, eh folks? Back to the sport!" "It looks like that mob has split again, Mr Sa'Kuate has delved into a cave; but of a let down from his last escapade with Mr Lansden" "He is probably still trying to dry his fur, Dallas, you know what cats are like." "Likely, It looks like Mr Wyatt is trying to enhance his score, after Rue, his trusty spear is poking in nooks and crannies, I wonder if he will find anyone? Mr Dalton seems to have." "Indeed he has, let's watch." The screen changes to a rocky area; a man with a shortsword is stepping through the rocks, pushing a pair of glasses up his face. He looks winded and hungry. Behind him, a second man is flitting through the rocks, unarmed. The first man doesn't appear to notice the other man until he is only a few feet away. As he spins around to face his attacker, he is gripped around the throat by the second man. His sword drops out of his hand as he is forced to the floor, and his head slammed against a large stone on the ground. This continues for almost a minute, before the second man stands up, wipes his hands, snatches up the sword, and runs off into the distance. "And then there were five! Mr Asimov is out of the competition!" "Indeed he is, and it looks like the two femme fatales, Miss Saani and Miss Rathel are hunting too, with slingshots and spears, Mr Dalton better hope he doesn't run into them, they look like they mean business."

That is the sort of thing that should be reported.

That was a changeling talking about capturing the Captain; nothing to do with security, but using it out of context like this isn't good. Security should be watched for insulting people; as should doctors and service staff; they all have to extend a likable exterior to people they interact with.

That is a silly decision and Gollee is being silly by making that decision. I fail to see why it is anything but very silly. Core worlds and the Inner Colonies are relatively wealthy. The economy is very stable, and genetic technology has become a commonplace practice with the advent of the Skrell and the Humans reaching a summit and creating an alliance. Most of these families would not have an issue getting their children gene-vaccines. Ooh, catchy. It shouldn't be 'immensely expensive' because one of the lore writers says so and doesn't want to be bothered to expand on the subject. That's a very silly way to go about it. In which case, it wouldn't be that awful to allow for certain people to have more enhanced metabolisms because of genetic modification. It wasn't me that made the decision, I haven't been loremaster for quite a while, so quit this random aggression and actually listen, please. GENETIC MODIFICATION IS REGULATED AND EXPENSIVE. A DECISION ON THIS HAS BEEN MADE. IF YOU HAVE AN ISSUE WITH THIS, MAKE A SEPERATE THREAD, DON'T KEEP BRINGING IT UP WHEN IT IS POINTLESS. I would like a alcohol setting, lightweight, heavyweight, etc; Whisper took two gulps of absinthe and was slurring for five minutes.

Yes to the first and no to the second. That's irrelevant as to whether or not the decision is a good one. I say it isn't. Irrelevant, if you have an issue, make a seperate thread, treat it as the lore team has decided it. I agree with nerfing infections, most people on station aren't Quarians.

+1 I greatly enjoy roleplaying with all of Nebula's characters, and with her CE when we played on an older server, a very nice character, and a nice person in OOC.

Agreeing with Rusty... Just no; this isn't the sort of server this fits on.

"We have a special happening today folks! We have decided to give our little fighter a feast! Food and supplies fit for a CEO! Let's see what they do." "It'll be interesting to see how desperate these people are; there is the supplies... But there is also the risk of the other contenders! Let's see what happens!" "Looks like bloodcat number one has chickened out, rather a fowl move for such a strong contender." "...That was awful..." "People laughed." "The automated speakers laughed." "Oh..." "Aaaannnyyyway, now that Dallas has stopped talking,,, It looks like Mr Asimov, Mr Dalton, Miss Rathel and her beau Mr Wyatt have teamed up to grab as much as they can; and it is looking like they are getting all of it!" "Mr Lansden appears to not fancy the risk, given that he has found the last of ESotU and Miss Truesight's supplies, it was likely a good choice." "And combat! Mr Brar is fighting the lady bloodcat; in hand to hand combat! Risky; she has some nasty claws, I wonder just how much blood spray we will see? I just love blood spray!" "It looks like Miss Saani has decided to strangle Mr Brar instead; it appears to have worked, but she spent so long doing it, there are no supplies left!" "Damn it! There should be more blood!" "It looks like Miss Rue has decided to forgo to feast; she has an amount of supplies, but it is still a risk." "Indeed, Dallas, now, it is time for commercials. We will be back with the next section in just a few moments." A series of adverts play, one promoting Biesel Robotics. "Weeeellllcccccooooommmmmeeeee back folks! Time to see how our little warriors are doing!" "Indeed, it appears that our big pack has split up again, with Miss Rathel and Mr Dalton taking the lions share of the supplies; Mr Dalton's supplies are enhanced even more by that medical drop he got; that should help in the long-term." "That it will, Juaaanita; Miss Rathel had to fight the bloodcat for the other supplies; and, unlike Mr Brar, managed to beat one in hand to hand combat! She spared his life; very honourable of her." "Indeed it was; disappointing though. Mr Wyatt, on the other hand, provided much more satisfying fare. Take a look." The screen behind them changes to a shot of a forest glade. A young, dark-skinned woman with a backpack is filling most of the screen; the camera must be only a few feet from her; she is peering around the glade when her eyes widen, and her mouth drops open. The camera pans down to reveal two feet of sharpened wood protruding from her abdomen; behind her, you can see a red-haired man, with his face contorted in concentration. The woman gasps several times as the spear is twisted about, then drops to the ground. "Ohhhh messy! I love it! That leaves only six! We are down to the final quarter!" "Six? There is still seven, Asimov, Bloodcat one, Bloodcat two, Rathel, Wyatt, Dalton, and Lansden." "Six, Lansden decided to have a drink, Mr Sa'Kuate and Mr Asimov decided to help him along, it looks like he drank half the lake. That is one thirsty, dead, human." "Six it is then! Phillip Asimov, Na'khar Sa'Kuate, Jo'Zah Saani, Jade Rathel, Roy Wyatt and Robert Dalton."

I was one of the players who was eaten; only Ryker was decapped, because he nearly beat one of the lings into crit with his bare hands. Both lings roleplayed well, and most of the players actually ran into the lings, rather than the lings hunting; which is whatead to the afore mentioned beating, and Inis being able to call for help. The only thing I found bad was the instant stun-cuff-headset that happened to Inis and Ryker; Elena fired first; though she was throwbatoned; it didn't allow any chance of survival or escape; the chances only arose because it was so effective they couldn't handle all of the meatbags. The other Ling was Kiento, for clarification. EDIT They also ate and hid Aaron Hawkins with an appatent lack of RP, but that was dealt with in round by Incog.

===Mendell City=== Mendell City is the capital of Biesel, and of Tau Ceti as a whole; stretching over forty thousand square kilometres; it houses a total of seventy eight million people, situated on the south-western coast of the northernmost continent. Due to the low-tax system; many corporations and mega-corporations, such as Nanotrasen and Einstein Engines, have their head offices in the cities business sector. The city itself contains a mix of structures, ranging from kilometre high skyscrapers covering a dozen city blocks to almost serene suburbs, wrapped in the city’s urban sprawl. Mendell City is the hub of trade throughout the system; trillions of credits flowing through the electronic stock markets in the business sector; whether in private transactions, or on the trade floor itself. It is said that you can buy anything in Mendell city; given enough money and time; however, this is not always true; given that walth attracts crime, the largest part of the city budget goes towards a very well-armed, organised and trained police force; keeping crime well-below acceptable levels. The training is so indepth, that several Paramilitary Companies recruit almost exclusively from the police force; giving them a very lucrative reputation. Though Mendell City is relatively well-developed; it, like many other cities, has it's poorer districts, with significantly higher crime rates than the more affluent areas. Though Mendell City's well funded police force is able to restrict much of the illegal activity to these areas; they are hard-pressed to prevent sporadic outbreaks of gang-related crime in specific areas. Mendell City attracts vast numbers of tourists, whether for the numerous festivals that the city holds, or for simple sight-seeing; however, after recent heavy riots caused by the far right Apotheosis party; after many high-ranking members were arrested for various criminal charges in 2451; tourism has dropped off in recent years; leading the City council to increase investment in attractions such as festivals, while cracking down on the more extreme political parties. All good?

Maybe stick the grenade parts into a box in the pill cabinet? To clear the space Napoleon is concerned about.

Expensive and regulated in our current lore, just discussed it.

Telaya keeps to the back of the group, watching the rest cautiously.

"Woah! That ship has lit up again! Concordia? Do you copy?" Acetes sinks low to the ship it has attached to.

((Fixed))

"Another day! Another burial! Isn't that right, Juaaanita?" "Indeed it is, Dallas, shall we show our viewers how the games have progressed?" The screen behind the skrell and the synthetic flickers, revealing an overview of the arena. "We left off with our daring competitors being rather civil, baring the abrasive Mr Brar of course, him and his knives; and look at him now, stalking Rue through the woods; well... As they say, the definition of stalking is two people taking a romantic walk in the woods, that only one of them knows about." "That is an apt definition, and it looks like our resident Mr Tree is out of his depth; it's a good thing Mr Asimov's obvious mental instabilities makes him so easy to distract; like a small child." "Quite entertaining to watch a grown man throw a tantrum about being unable to catch a slow-moving potted plant really; and it looks like our big chatty group has broken up! Mr Knapp, Thorne have met up with Jo'Zah Saani and Mr Lansden, and they are hunting the rest; it looks like Mr Thorne didn't appreciate being snubbed by his Fiance, but she has taken shelter in a cave and lost them! I wonder if they will run into Mr Wyatt and Miss Rathel? They look set for trouble." "Oh dear, well, it looks like the last two of the chatty bunch are having a nasty disagreement; Miss Heris is running as fast as she can from the other cat, Na'khar Sa'Kuate; and it looks like he has a knife! ...Aaannnddd he threw it! Aaannnddd it's in her head; with her red hair, you almost can't see the blood; but the cat can! Look! He's coloured that tree a delightful shade of vomit; looks like his constitution wasn't quite up to scratch, ... Scratch. Get it? 'Cause he's a cat." "....Your wit is astounding Dallas..." "Of course it is! Now! Back after a short break!" Several car adverts play, along with an short gameplay video of the new Call of Duty Space Warfare 51516. "Aaaannnddd we are back!" "Indeed we are... I had to get my audio circuitry repaired after that last awful pun... Anyway, into the night! Oh dear, oh dear, it looks like Mr Thorne has just exerted himself too much; he probably should have drank more water; look, he's passed out; is he still breathing? No? That is why organics need water; for any children that are watching; you need it or you die. For any parents that are letting your children watch, shame on you! This is bloodsport! Not cartoons!" "Yuppery, Juaaanita, and it looks like ESotU has found Miss Truesight's cave; and he isn't trying to murder her; surprisingly; Mr Dalton, on the other hand, after stealing Mr Knapp's sword, is a different matter. It appears that swords are just as effective as axes for cutting down unruly trees; and for bisecting pacifistic young women; any parents letting your children watch, I am calling social services right now!" "The two blood-cats and Mr Brar have found each other; for the first time since the Tsuki incident, in fact. They look to be telling each other ghost stories; maybe about the people they have removed from the competition perhaps?" "That would be for gruesome telling; and it looks like Mr Wyatt has abandoned his new sweetheart, Miss Rathel, and is now hanging out with Phillip Asimov; leaving poor Rathel to cry herself to sleep; poor thing; and Mr Wyatt! Poor form! Your Miss Fountain only died two days ago! The shame!" "Irritating little boy; and it looks like crowd favorite, Mr Knapp, has met his match! Mr Lansden caught him by surprise with a tree branch! It was really rather harsh to break both his legs then hang him upside down from a tree by them; it took him nearly five hours to pass; there is Brar crazy, then there is Lansden crazy. There is a significant margin." "That looks to be it for the night, all the survivors are setting down, more tomorrow! Stay tuned! Except for you parents with the children! Seriously!"

((Apologies for this one being late, I was busy yesterday, I will post another part this afternoon.)) "Another day, another nail-biting round of survival combat! This is the Nanotrasen Corporate Games folks! What shall we start off with today, Juaaanita?" "Lots of running today, Dallas; Miss Truesight managed to flee Mr Dalton by ducking into a river; while Miss Maldin escaped the attentions of Mr Wyatt by climbing a tree; neither of them were very observant, Fell Lansden was up the tree picking fruit! He made himself scarce until they left, however." "Not much going on then, today, Mr Thorne has a secret admirer, Jo'Zah Saani is following him with quite a large spear, I assume he wants to have a pointed discussion!" "... ... ... Indeed, Dallas, Mr Knapp looks to have heard someone, or a group of someones, let's take a look... Yes, Miss Rathel and Rue are chatting away without a care in the world, probably not the best plan." "It sure isn't, Juaaanita, now, a few words from our sponsors... We will be back after these messages." Another Nanotrasen advert plays, followed by a string of adverts for the newest Soap Opera to hit the holoscreen. "Aaannnddd we're back! I was looking at those adverts as well, those Soaps are such dreary watching..." "Back to the arena, it looks like everyone has formed their own little groups... Jade Rathel, Phillip Asimov, and Jo'Zah Saani are sleeping in shifts at that grove that Jo found; I wonder if any of them will take the advantage and cut the throats of the others?" "Maybe, Juaaanita, it would be a good tactical move for them; it looks like Rue and Mr Dalton have decided to truce for the night as well; maybe these people can be civilised after all?" "Maybe s- Or not; it appears that Mr Brar has stabbed Mr Maldin a dozen times in the chest, and taken her supplies; I guess the man just can't have a civil conversation." "Apparently not, I mean, she died after the first half a dozen... The second six were just... Crass. In other news, it looks like Mr Knapp, Na'khar Sa'Kuate, Miss Heris, Miss Truesight, and Mr Thorne are also teaming up to rest; it looks like Mr Thorne wants a bit more than rest from his Fiance; but she's turned him down, there is a time and a place Mr Thorne!" "Miss Truesight might have chosen a good Fiance, he's a decent fighter, could get her out of this alive." "That's right, Juaaanita, and look! Mr Wyatt just got a hatchet from an airdrop, maybe he can try and use it to cut off his hair? It's a little noticeable; and it looks like ESotU ALSO got a hatchet! That's in poor taste, whoever sent that." "That's all for tonight, viewers, Nanotrasen Corporate Games will return tomorrow!"

I am also willing to try, fell free to PM me as well.

"And welcome back folks to another day of arena combat! We left off yesterday with the sudden and shocking decapitation of Winston Carton! Lets see what's up next..." "See we shall, Dallas, now. let's follow our triumphant swordbot to see what he gets up to... Oh... Look there... Mr Knapp is in the bushes... He is sneaking up..." "And he has the sword! Looks like Mr VALKRAE should have been paying attention! Yes! And there it is folks! The second death by sword! Not quite as messy as the last one, motor oil doesn't quite have the same spreadability as blood, it seems." "It seems like most of the rest of the survivors are preparing themselves... Only a few of them managed to get food and water yesterday, that is going to begin to tell now. That Tajara, Jo'Zah Saani, has her priorities, she just lifted half a dozen ration packs from Miss Truesight's camp! She'll be very disappointed when she discovers that." "That's right, Juaaanita, and it looks like Miss Heris is putting her sickle to good use, Mr Asimov is keeping a good distance away from the redhead." "If she is lucky, that maurauding bunch, the surviving Mr Thorne, ESotU, Miss Rathel, and Mr Brar won't find her little camp; they found some of the equipment that the other Mr Thorne lost, and they are looking to make use of it." "Well, that's all for now, viewers! We will be back after these messages!" A short advert for Space Cola, and Nanotrasen employment play; then the screen returns to the reporters. "Aaaannndddd welcome back! Things have been shaken up! It looks like the hunting pack has broken up, and Mr Thorne has passed out" He tuts, "Should have gotten more sleep yesterday." "Indeed, Dallas, and it looks like Miss Truesight is none the wiser as to who took her supplies, she is having a nice chat with the cat by a roaring fire; not a sensible one, is she?" "Doesn't look like it, Juaaanita, hasn't even picked up a weapon yet. Brar, Knapp and Rue are doing similar, but at least they all know the others are dangerous." "What's this? It looks like Miss Unity and Miss Raschnikova are trying to talk to the camera! Let's see what they are saying!" The screen fills with a feed of Whisper and Elena, both bedraggled and filthy, standing near the top of a cliff. "Get us out of here right now! We have our right! This is a monstrous travesty!" "Miss Elena seems a little upset, Juanita, do you think it is her time of the month? I mean, the Corporate Games clause is in her contract." "Let us out now! Or will jump!" "I wonder how they will look when they hit the ground, Dallas? It's at least a hundred metres, I hope it is messy, we haven't had any good blood since Carton." As you watch, the cliff beneath their feet flexes, then retracts, leaving the two women to tumble to their dooms, falling into a crumpled, bloody heap on the rocks below. "Such a disappointment Juaaanita, I mean, a skilled captain and a young girl with so much potential? Shame they wasted it all there, instead of putting up a fight." "Indeed, Dallas, maybe one of the others will put up a better fight... I am liking Knapp's chances right now... Sword... Food... Uninjured..." "He has a good chance, now; look! Another combat! Miss Maldin and Mr Lansden are facing off against Miss Tsuki and Mr Harrow; I can see some stones... a knife... This is going to be interesting." The battle is short and bloody, Fell quickly overpowers Mekhi, slitting his throat with a dagger, leaving him to bleed out on the grass. While he is doing so, Luna pursues Sheila, before tripping over a fallen branch, cracking her skull over a stone. Sheila is quick to take advantage, stomping her head against the stone until nothing is left but gore and shards of bone. "Oh I just love this sort of thing! The adrenaline... The chase... The blood!" Dallas shuffles away from Juanita as she mimics the kills. "Yup, sure do, Juaaanita. Well, that's all for tonight! Stay tuned for the next highlights reel, tomorrow! And goodnight!"

I don't have any experience either... Nor do I think my microphone is especially top of the range... But I can help if you want it.