Through Hell and Back... (Roanian and Trixian RP)
Trix sat at his window in Imperial Palace, looking out. Rain hit the window, making the noise rain does and it let Trix think on what he was about to do...
A while back Trix had helped two people on the run from the HRI, and had met an interesting person on the way, she was called Rachel, he’d fallen in love and then lost her, he very much regretted it.
He had to get her back
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He turned to the group assembled in his grand hall.
“Today, we embark on an adventure, for love!!”
The group looked, confused.
“I have lost the love of my life ladies and gentlemen, and I deeply regret it. So we are going to go and get her back!”
“I have called you five here, for your brilliant talents! Brent you are a soldier through and through, the best the Trixian armed forces can produce. Jane, no one knows explosives like you, so I choose you as well. Wedge, no vehicle can stop you, your skills as a driver and pilot are unquestioned so that’s why you’re here. Kris, no one can track like you, so I feel your skills are essential. And finally, Jeff.
“Were is he?”
“I know most of you may find him a little unsettling, but believe me, he’s pretty harmless, come in Jeff”
The doors to the hall swung open, and in came a Velociraptor, about six feet talk, and a burnt orange colour, the group jumped back.
The Raptor spoke “You called milord?”
“Yes Jeff, take a seat”
“What is he!?”
“The latest in bio-engineering DNA, we grew him and now he’s my bodyguard/very kewl pet”
“You five are the best in you fields, no question. And I want you all to come with me on the epic crusade for love!”
One of the group spoke up “So why do we care?”
“Does serving you leader for a great goal not convince you enough?”
“Nope…”
Trix sighed, “Because I’ll pay you, lots…”
“We’re in!!”
So the team contained…
Trix, Leader
Brent, Soldier
Jane, Explosives
Wedge, Pilot/Driver
Kris, Tracker
Jeff, Raptor
“Follow me people!”
Why am I doing this?
Rachel, that’s why!
Oh yeah! Thanks…
So the team started on the mission to find Her...
((And, you have 10 seconds to finish your post, soldier... and where's Wedge Antilles? BRING BACK WEDGE ANTILLES YOU BASTARD!... sorry, don't know where that came from. Anyway, taggishness... because as it stands, I have nothing to do except plot varying ways to kill the first person who goes 'Yeehaa!'))
((And, you have 10 seconds to finish your post, soldier... and where's Wedge Antilles? BRING BACK WEDGE ANTILLES YOU BASTARD!... sorry, don't know where that came from. Anyway, taggishness... because as it stands, I have nothing to do except plot varying ways to kill the first person who goes 'Yeehaa!'))
That must have been the quicked tag in NS history!!!
Wedge? Hmm... better fit him in somewhere...
((OOC:Bugger :wink: ))
*Fiddles post*
((Whatever. Make with the plot advancement!))
The group walked into a huge hanger on the outskirts of Trixia. In the hanger was a plane covered in a tarp.
"This is how we are going to get to our destination team!"
He pulled of the Tarp. Unveiling a rusty old ship. The Freedom.
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I used to fly her a while back, but now she's been stuck here for a while.
"Thats the biggest hunk of junk i've ever seen!"
"Hey, this ships out run a Roanian Star Destroyer! It's got the power! So don't talk it down!"
"If you say so"
"Now everyone aboard, we've got some travelling to do...."
"Admiral, there's an unidentified vessel entering our airspace..." the communications. "It's registered as a trader, no colours shown."
"Hail it, and tell it to prepare to be brought in... nothing good comes from the stars."
This conversation was taking place in the Divine Empire's last extra-terrestrial outpost within the Solar System... or within 275 light years of it. The Warp Gate Gabriel. An entire fleet was based within its docking system, and a crew of thousands kept the station running.
"Trix, we're being hailed" Wedge said, over the ships comm
"Ok, Wedge, thanks, i'll take it here"
"Now people, this is our only way in, we need to use this Warp Gate or our mission is bust ok?"
The team 'OKed' in union.
--To Gabriel--
"Hi, this is Trix Lonestar, Captain of the Freedom, we request use of you gate Admiral"
"Trix, we're being hailed" Wedge said, over the ships comm
"Ok, Wedge, thanks, i'll take it here"
"Now people, this is our only way in, we need to use this Warp Gate or our mission is bust ok?"
The team 'OKed' in union.
--To Gabriel--
"Hi, this is Trix Lonestar, Captain of the Freedom, we request use of you gate Admiral"
"We're sorry, Captain Lonestar... you'll need to land, and be ferried down to the Empire in order to obtain permission... a tractor beam will guide you in."
The small ship was instantly snagged by an incredibly powerful tractor beam. "Once you are onboard, we will prepare a landing craft for you to land on Novar Ohan."
Hold ups we do not need...
"Ok. Slaveing our guidence systems to yours"
The Freedom was guided to a landing pad on Gabriel, when it touched down the team collected at the door.
Two Roanian officals came aboard.
"Hello There!"
"Come with us, sirs... we have some forms for you to fill out, and you might as well get started on-board the shuttle."
They were led to an Imperial Military shuttle, and sent on board. In the room they were placed in, a huge pile of paperwork sat on the table. "We need each of you to fill out each form in triplicate."
Trix looked at the paperwork.
You are joking right???
He sighed, but walked over, sat down and started writting and gestured the others to start aswell.
Name: Trix Lonestar
Age: 21
Nationality: Trixian
Sex:..........Rachel...... Male
A brief history of you life:WHAT!! Well, when my mum and dad liked each other very much....
*It took most of the trip to fill out the forms...*
After the shuttle landed at Agua Starport, the team was also quickly bundled into a big armoured car, and driven for over five hours. During those five hours, they had to fill in forms divulging every detail about themselves.
Suddenly, the car stopped, and they were ejected out in front of a huge palace, with the entrance way flanked by hundreds of armed guards. "Sir, you need to recieve the permission of the High Council...sign this form." A suited man handed Trix a sheet of paper with closely written words in small print.
Trix tried to read the small print on the form...
We cannot be held responsible for the injury or death......
......and complaints will be ignored.....
..and are at the descrepence of the high Council....
But before he could properly read it, he saw the guard glaring at him and came to the conclusion that reading it was very insulting.
He promtly signed the form and handed it over. Giving the guard a faint smile.
"Big Place" Said Kris "I radiates power"
It must have been a surprise to them all when they were suddenly clonked hard on the back of the head by very heavy paperwork.
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When they came to, they were in a large room. In the centre of the room was a long oak table, and sitting around it were several men and women. At the head of the table was a young woman who, even though her hair was snow-white, still had a remarkable resemblance to Rachel. "My Lord Darquis, why we here...?"
"Your Imperial Highness, there has been news that these people wish to use our warpgate."
"To where?" She asked, confused.
Trix decided to speak up.
"Erm... the land of the dead or there-abouts..."
"Wait a sec..."
He got out a scrap of paper.
"Right.."
Checklist
-Recruit Team
-Get to Roanian Stronghold
-Get to void
-Get to City of the dead
-Get Rachel
-Get Home
-Get married
"...yeah this is the place, i need the warpgate to get to the viod and thus the dead city place.."
All this was said and done with the look of a lost traveller on Trix's face.
He also decided to speak up further.
"Pardon my rudeness, I am Trix Lonestar, Lord Imperial of Trixia. You see your higness, i am after a very special woman called Rachel, and i was very much hoping you could help..."
He rubbed the back of his head.
"And an ice pack'd be pretty good aswell" He grinned.
*After a while of waiting Trix wondered if Her Highness was awake at all...*
Five Civilized Nations
10-05-2004, 14:54
#tagged...
Malissa stared. "Merkenoff, how hard did your men slam those papers into him? I mean, if he's in that dingy ship, why on Earth would he expect us to believe he's the Lord Imperial?"
"Not very hard, ma'am," the Russian said, shaking his head. "Tell me, Prime Minister... what's our policy on foriegners asking to use our warpgate?"
A small little man at the Empress's right-hand side looked up. "Um... we don't. We shoot them, and hide the bodies. But... who is this Rachel? It sounds familiar..."
"Your Highness, i would not think to come here in my TSD and ask to use you warpgate! It would be far to revealing to others, i come in my other ship the Freedom to avert attention by other, more nosey nations. But i assure you i am Lord Imperial Trix of Trixia"
He got out a card.
"See, heres my card.." :wink:
"Erm, i may be wrong, but i think you may be related to her you highness..."
Malissa blinked. "My daughter, do you mean? She's very much alive." The Kaiserin didn't understand. "The only other Rachel I can think of... is... um..."
Simon Darquis looked up, an odd expression on his face. "Pardon me... are you referring to the deceased Rachel Maxwell Black?"
Malissa blinked. "My daughter, do you mean? She's very much alive." The Kaiserin didn't understand. "The only other Rachel I can think of... is... um..."
Simon Darquis looked up, an odd expression on his face. "Pardon me... are you referring to the deceased Rachel Maxwell Black?"
Simon Darquis looked up, an odd expression on his face. "Pardon me... are you referring to the deceased Rachel Maxwell Black?"
"Erm, i may, i never actually got her last name, but that sound like it"
Trix immediatly startd regrettting not find out her full name, it'd make this a whole lot faster....
Simon looked at the Kaiserin. "Your Imperial Highness, might I ask your forbearance?"
She nods, confused, but then furious as he bodily picks her up and carries her to the door. "All the rest of you, go as well. Except you, Michael. It's your warpgate, after all..."
The First Marshal stopped, and sat down. Malissa looked in. "Why can't I stay?" She asked. "It's my Council..."
Simon sighed. "Some things... you might not like to hear."
Trix looked around at the commotion.
This does not look good...
"What in the nine hells is going on?"
"Why has her higness gone out of the room?"
"Why can't i go...?"
"Mr. Trix... I presume you are aware of what you're asking for, right?" Simon said, uncomfortably. "Princess Rachel Black was in Old Agua... when it..."
First Marshal Derzna looked up. "Old Agua was hit by some sort of void-weapon. She was removed from this part of existence."
"A minor set back, how do i get her back?"
The two men looked at eachother. An unspoken agreement flickered between them. "Right... sure, sure... why not? You have this council's permission to take your ship through the gate."
Trix looked at their eyes. "Why are you letting me through so easy? What is over the other side?"
Kris walked over. "You know we won't come back don't you?"
Simon rang a bell. "Thank you, your audience with the Imperial Council of The Divine Imperium of Novar Ohan is over." He rung again, waiting for them to get the point and leave. "Please return to your craft immediately."
These Roanians' always get on my nerves....
"Okay okay we're leaving..."
Trix got up and walked out, followed by his group, they went back to the Freedom.
*Onboard the Freedom*
"Okay we are go"
The ship lurched and made its way down to the warp gate, its presence seeming much more looming and sinister than it was before.
"Ok Rachel, here i come!"
They flew though........
The warpgate was generally used to transport people to another warpgate in the Imperial systems. However, Trix and his crew were sent to another, strange, place...
an alien sun gleamed over a dead world... behind them, there was no warpgate.
No way out.
The world was, indeed, alien, lifeless, dead. The planet had some kind of unknown draw to it, one Trix couldn't resist, perhaps it was the planet, perhaps it was Rachel, he didn't know. But Trix did know that this dead planet was very important to his quest for Rachel
Then Trix noticed their was no warpgate
Typical....
"Better get down and land then" Said Wedge
"Yep, lets do this"
The ship made its descent into the misty planet.
The first thing the team saw when they landed was traces of decay...nothing lived. Ruins stood against the light of the dying star, and the air had no oxygen.
The planet was completely dead.
Trix got out of his ship. This planet, it is, it was a planet, but now its just a shell...
"We have to find her!"
Trix ran off into the city, (AFTER putting on a space suit of course) wildly, madly....
If she's dead, what will i do!
......ah i'm sure and answer'll present itself....
OOC: No oxygen, Trix... you'll do nothing but choke, and gasp, and die... might want to edit that.
The more Trix and his companions looked through the city, the more obvious it became that this was not Port Agua. No human had ever walked on these paths, or seen the fountains in their hey-day. No human hand had built the colonnades and towers.
Yet, dead as the city was, there was a certain feeling of being watched...
[i]The shadows are playing tricks[i/] Thought Trix, they seemed to move and follow, but that was impossible!
"C'mon people! We must find her soon!"
The shadows are playing tricks Thought Trix, they seemed to move and follow, but that was impossible!
"C'mon people! We must find her soon!"
I can bear the waiting anymore! Rachel!