NationStates Jolt Archive

In Imperial Palace on Valinia, the Empress's mind was failing. Ever since her Second Primarch had died she had been slowly sinking into a state of depression. Chaos had consumed the young Primarch as she had returned from the Crusade, something the weakened Empress could have done nothing about. Her other Primarches feared for her, and the Imperium. Should she fall, so would the Astranomicus, they would loose the skill to navigate through the warp. Thus, Imithris, her first Primarch, went forward to her mother, requesting what she needed.

"I need one to love me." She said in a voice that sent shudders of Plesure down the Primarches spine "Someone who would not leave me, who truly loved me, who would accept me for who I am, You, mmy daughters, are not such, you are my chldren, not lovers, that is what I need, yes, that is what I need" She looked up with bleary eyes. "Help me Daughter"

"I shall mother" Came the reply. "We will find one Of who you seak, we will scour the universe, we shall not rest until we have what we need, one to keep you sane." She hugged her mother, her Lady, her god.


The Primarches knew what was needed, someone NOT from the Empire, these people would not be right, no, they needed one outside the Imperium, not one who was noble nessaseraly, just someone who fitted the Empress Description, what the Terrans called a sould mate.

Thus a message was drafted and sent on all frequencies.

++Transmission Sent++
++Point of Orgien++
Valinia
++Destination++
All Known Frequecies
++Date++
45823 M3
++Referance++
Empress Needs a Wife
++Author++
Imithris, First Primarch
++Title++
The Search for the Empress Begins.

This message is being sent for one reason alone, our beloved Empress is failing. She needs one who she will love, and who will love her back. Thus, we request that all people recivieing this message may send a female of elageble age who loves either only women, or both women and men, to the Palace of Valinia to undergo the tests.

These people will not be armed unless acomponied by a guard and will have full honours as a guest of our house.

We await the return messages.

++Transmission end++

OOC Wow, this went down fast Bump

OOC: So you want, a high ranking lesbian to marry your empress?

OOC Read, ANYONE, not need to be high ranking, but Lesbian would help, considering she IS one.

OOC: Ok, AIM East Federation. MSN noonelikeshippos@hotmail.com
If you want to plan it out, otherwise I can just start RPing.

In Imperial Palace on Valinia, the Empress's mind was failing. Ever since her Second Primarch had died she had been slowly sinking into a state of depression. Chaos had consumed the young Primarch as she had returned from the Crusade, something the weakened Empress could have done nothing about. Her other Primarches feared for her, and the Imperium. Should she fall, so would the Astranomicus, they would loose the skill to navigate through the warp. Thus, Imithris, her first Primarch, went forward to her mother, requesting what she needed.

"I need one to love me." She said in a voice that sent shudders of Plesure down the Primarches spine "Someone who would not leave me, who truly loved me, who would accept me for who I am, You, mmy daughters, are not such, you are my chldren, not lovers, that is what I need, yes, that is what I need" She looked up with bleary eyes. "Help me Daughter"

"I shall mother" Came the reply. "We will find one Of who you seak, we will scour the universe, we shall not rest until we have what we need, one to keep you sane." She hugged her mother, her Lady, her god.


The Primarches knew what was needed, someone NOT from the Empire, these people would not be right, no, they needed one outside the Imperium, not one who was noble nessaseraly, just someone who fitted the Empress Description, what the Terrans called a sould mate.

Thus a message was drafted and sent on all frequencies.

++Transmission Sent++
++Point of Orgien++
Valinia
++Destination++
All Known Frequecies
++Date++
45823 M3
++Referance++
Empress Needs a Wife
++Author++
Imithris, First Primarch
++Title++
The Search for the Empress Begins.

This message is being sent for one reason alone, our beloved Empress is failing. She needs one who she will love, and who will love her back. Thus, we request that all people recivieing this message may send a female of elageble age who loves either only women, or both women and men, to the Palace of Valinia to undergo the tests.

These people will not be armed unless acomponied by a guard and will have full honours as a guest of our house.

We await the return messages.

++Transmission end++

OOC: I'm tired, but I want 1st Dibbs. So if its shitty and short, bear with me. I'll make a proper post after yours.
**************

" Hmmm if she wants to go, I dont see why not! Helm Set crouse for the source of that Transmission, Maximum Warp! " The Captain ordered the helm officer. He walked back to the chair and sat down.

" Aye Sir, Engageing at Maximum Warp, Eta 3 Hours. "

The Women was Ensing Jones. A Young Women, only 20 odd years of age. And this had been what she was looking for, someone to love.

Several hours passed.

A Small Flash outside the planet where the transmission had orginated.

The Helm officer shouted out " We've arrived, attaining orbit. Opening a Comm Channel "

" This is Captain Walter of the Federation ship Defiant. We heard your transmission. And we have someone you may be interested in. Waiting for premission to beam her down "

In Imperial Palace on Valinia, the Empress's mind was failing. Ever since her Second Primarch had died she had been slowly sinking into a state of depression. Chaos had consumed the young Primarch as she had returned from the Crusade, something the weakened Empress could have done nothing about. Her other Primarches feared for her, and the Imperium. Should she fall, so would the Astranomicus, they would loose the skill to navigate through the warp. Thus, Imithris, her first Primarch, went forward to her mother, requesting what she needed.

"I need one to love me." She said in a voice that sent shudders of Plesure down the Primarches spine "Someone who would not leave me, who truly loved me, who would accept me for who I am, You, mmy daughters, are not such, you are my chldren, not lovers, that is what I need, yes, that is what I need" She looked up with bleary eyes. "Help me Daughter"

"I shall mother" Came the reply. "We will find one Of who you seak, we will scour the universe, we shall not rest until we have what we need, one to keep you sane." She hugged her mother, her Lady, her god.


The Primarches knew what was needed, someone NOT from the Empire, these people would not be right, no, they needed one outside the Imperium, not one who was noble nessaseraly, just someone who fitted the Empress Description, what the Terrans called a sould mate.

Thus a message was drafted and sent on all frequencies.

++Transmission Sent++
++Point of Orgien++
Valinia
++Destination++
All Known Frequecies
++Date++
45823 M3
++Referance++
Empress Needs a Wife
++Author++
Imithris, First Primarch
++Title++
The Search for the Empress Begins.

This message is being sent for one reason alone, our beloved Empress is failing. She needs one who she will love, and who will love her back. Thus, we request that all people recivieing this message may send a female of elageble age who loves either only women, or both women and men, to the Palace of Valinia to undergo the tests.

These people will not be armed unless acomponied by a guard and will have full honours as a guest of our house.

We await the return messages.

++Transmission end++

OOC: I'm tired, but I want 1st Dibbs. So if its shitty and short, bear with me. I'll make a proper post after yours.
**************

" Hmmm if she wants to go, I dont see why not! Helm Set crouse for the source of that Transmission, Maximum Warp! " The Captain ordered the helm officer. He walked back to the chair and sat down.

" Aye Sir, Engageing at Maximum Warp, Eta 3 Hours. "

The Women was Ensing Jones. A Young Women, only 20 odd years of age. And this had been what she was looking for, someone to love.

Several hours passed.

A Small Flash outside the planet where the transmission had orginated.

The Helm officer shouted out " We've arrived, attaining orbit. Opening a Comm Channel "

" This is Captain Walter of the Federation ship Defiant. We heard your transmission. And we have someone you may be interested in. Waiting for premission to beam her down "

OOC Cool, I just notice a lot of ones where men where looking for wives, women looking for husbands, and I though Why are there no homosexual national leaders.

IC The Third Primarch looked at the Empress, who was still hiding in the coner of her room the size of a house and sighed. She walked out of the room, fearing for her mother, such a powerful woman, maching that of the Emperor of the Imperium of man, yet more emotional. Much more emotional. It was then the messanger came, out of breath from the run from the Comms room.

"Lady" He said coming to attention. "The First suiter has arrived, they want permission to beam her down." He said quickly.

"Request they allow a shuttle to dock" She said quickly. "No, actually, let them beam her down, it does not matter how she gets down, as long as she does." THe man nodded and ran off.

"Life give me strength." She muttered.

A transmission comes over the comm. Irrinan, the Cyrian High Chancellor, appears on the screen. Muffled laughter can be heard in the background.

"I don't suppose... (Suppressed laugh) that you will be considering nonhumans... would you? I would not ask, but a group of individuals have insisted."

(ooc: By the way, there are two eligable races in Cyrian Space. The Cyrians, bipeds with fur of various colors, no nose, and six fingered hands, and Sedenta, 25 foot long lizards with vestigial wings. )

++Transmission Sent++
++Point of Orgien++
Valinia
++Destination++
Cyrian Space
++Date++
45823 M3
++Referance++
Other Races Allowed for the Question
++Author++
Imithris, First Primarch
++Title++
The question is eligable

This Question would be accepted, the Empress would find the mind truth more facanating then the actually body. This is why we are not asking for more powerful people in scocity, but anyone who wishes it.

++End Transmission+++

"Wow... I have to say, I really didn't expect you to go for that. We'll be sending a ship with some of our citizens who are interested, with your permission."

he killed the transmission and turned to the gathering of females to his right.
One, a green furred Cyrian, cracked a smile in a room full of serious faces.
"So... We'll be going then?" she said in a sensual voice.
"I'll be making preparations for your flight. I wish you all a good deal of luck. And if it doesn't work out, just consider it a vacation."

Preparations were made for the Lesbian Cyrians and Sedenta. They would be travelling on a tunneler class Freighter, escorted by a squad of borehole class fighters.

(any information on exactly what the empress is looking for in a partner, or should I just make up a bunch of characters and see if she pics any?)

OOC Hmm, it will depend, just make up a few, I shall work out which one Later. Just make them up, I want to make it fair, so create your own charicter.

Bumpies

OOC: What is she looking for? I cant make much of a good post until I know that.

***********

" Beaming her down now sir! "

A Flash of light, and she was there.


" I am Jennifer Jones, I got your message, and I am in the same prediciment. I need someone to love as well"

She was teary eyed when she saw the empress crying.

OOC Well, she is not looking for anything in particular, just someone she knows loves her, compleatly. The Empress goes on another level then looks, because her mind is so complex. She likes looks, but the actual feeling of love escalates her better.

OOC Woops, forgot to post.

IC "THank you for coming," Came the Soft reply from Illitara, the Third Primarch "We shall take you to your rooms, the Empress is not ready to see you yet." She nearly broke down when she said that. "We can't convince her to come out of her rooms, we shall call you when she is."

Excuse my frech but Le Bump

The Overlord looked at the intel breifing. "Hello...what's this...seems that some Empress desires a concubine."

"My Lord?" The Chancellor asked looking up from his desk.

"Ah, Intel reports that there is an Empress who desires a soul mate..."

"Ah, sir you are engaged to Gabrielle of New Shiron..."

"They want a woman, Razka...No I was thinking of sending the girls..."

"The girls my Lord?...Oh, you mean the playmates?"

"Yes, I doubt Gabrielle likes them hanging about still...I guess in my postion trying to arange new...positions...for them would be best."

"I will have arangements made by that young commander...the one who set you up sir..."

The Overlord chuckled, "Yes our personal international Yenta..."

"Now then...this sudden explosion in the Gonad is troubling...."

**********

Transmission: Security Level Low

Salutations to Her Eminance, The First Primarch
The Overlord of the Interplantary Confederation wishes to inquire if he might send two close acquaintances as possible suitors. Reyane and Zelda are both young women who have recently found themselves in need of same sex companionship. The Overlord has offered them the use of one of his scout ships for the journey if they are welcomed to the Empresses Court.
-Captain Deve,
Assistant Under-Chancellor
(Please include coordinates and landing instructions for our pilots)


OOC: Obviously not just gay but bisexuals...Pawning one of them off on another head of state makes sense to me...(Er, that came out a bit crudely)

OOC It is ok, the Empress need someone she KNOWS loves her. I should point that out, she will know. Now, the reason they are looking is so she finds a reason to live, her searvent love her for the wrong reasons, she needs someone who actually loved HER! Not her power.

IC ++Transmission Sent++
++Point of Orgien++
Valinia
++Destination++
Interplanatery Confederation
++Date++
45823 M3
++Referance++
Location for landing
++Author++
Imithris, First Primarch

The Location will be in orbit of the planet of this messages origen. We shall allow you to dock at the Segmentes Valinia Home Station, from there you will be taken down to the palace via a Luxurey shuttle, the trip estimated time two hours. You will then be take to your rooms and given your guide, who will call you when the Empress is ready.

++End Transmission++

Illitara and Milchalia dressed the Empress, putting her in rather normal clothes, something the Empress enjoyed, and on her request. Those that loved her would lover her for her normal self, not her dressed up body. She wore a Loose fitting top that almost matched her skin tone and a pair of tight Jeans. Her two Primarches wondered why she loved this style of dress, but never questioned her, why question that which made her happy?

OOC Ok, I have a pic of the Empress Here (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v242/Scoote/laetitia7.jpg). Ignore the pants, they are just tight jeans.

IC: Zelda looked at the cealing of her bunk for a moment and pondered the oddity of the universe. She turned her head to look at Rayena for a moment who was watching a video and muching on popcorn. I wonder what makes people fall in love with other people...I mean look at her, six-two, light blue eyes and black hair....A gorgous body...but I don't love her...I didn't love Will...I like them both...they were fun in bed...especially all four of us...

Her mental processes stopped for a moment and greif tinged her heart. Bethany loved Power. Or really the privilages it brought her, but she wanted more...and tried to kill Will off in the process. No, I don't know what makes someone love someone else....and neither does this poet, pervert. she tossed the old, worn book on the bed as she swung out.

"So, Zee find anything useful in that text?" She levelded her eyes at the petit blond and her green eyes for a moment, "Or was it the drivel of a mind the confuses the desire to f*** with love."

"You know Rey for someone who lives life with your boundless enthusiasm, and take what comes attitude you can be quite succint when it comes to poets."

"One time I ate dirt
Why did I do such a thing?
because it's tasty"*

"Ah, now we find out why you can eat and eat and never gain weight..."

The buzz of the ship communicator interupted the conversation.

Zelda leaned over and punched the button. "Yes?"

"We will be dropping out of side-reel space in twenty terra minutes...ETA to docking ring is about fifty terra minutes...."

"Thank You commander..." Zelda replied.

OOC: I don't want to go through the whole buisness of Rping out the landing and welcome. Let's fast forward this to them being in their rooms...

*Cookie to someone who knows who I just quoted.

The Empress was almost ready, so runners where sent to all the people to tell them dinner was being searved. They would direct the Guests to the hall where the dinner tables where. The Empress would go after everyone was there and eating. Now all was needed was the wait, which the Empress chafed at.

Jennifer heard the Messenger walking down the Hall shouting out “Dinner!”

She wasn't very hungry, but she decided to ask him to lead her there anyway.

“Hello, I am Jennifer, Would you mind leading me to the Dinner?”

The Runner Nodded, They were led to a Large Room, with a very nice looking Table; she sat down near the head of the Table, And Waiting.

A Message was coming in, The Tapped the Communicator Still on her shirt. “This is the Captain, is everything ok down there?”

The responded “Yes, It appears we are just sitting down for Dinner.”

The two young women nodded thanks to the notice about dinner. A few moments later they both arrived in the Guest Hall and took their seats.

Zelda was looking about the space while Rayena was attempting funny faces to get her to laugh. When they saw Jennifer enter, they both looked at each other, then back at Jennifer.

Zelda began introductions, "Good day, I am Zelda and this is Rayena..."

The woman from the ECF never would have been able to answer, for as the women said it the Empress moved into the room. She was wearing a shirt that only was visable on one shoulder, leaving the other one bare. It went straight down, cutting across the top of the breats and showing a diagonal half of her Back. The Dress went to just above her feet, which where bare on the marble floor.

"Welcome friends" Came a Sullen voice from her. "I am the Emrpess Valana. Who stands before me?"

She stood up and faced the Empress " I am Jennifer Jones, and you look incredible. "

Valana looked at the woman, feeling something on the edge of her mind, she frowned, and checked the warp, trying to prob the girls emotions. She managed to push aside the feeble barriers, and looked with wonder at what she saw

Valana looked at the woman, feeling something on the edge of her mind, she frowned, and checked the warp, trying to prob the girls emotions. She managed to push aside the feeble barriers, and looked with wonder at what she saw
OOC: In case your wondering why I'm not using qoutes, this is her thoughts. So you dont really need them, Unless you hear those little voices in your head :P
ICly:

Oh my god, she is amazing. So perfect in every way I can think of. Just look at her, she seems so sad, like someone who is lost and needs to be found...... just like me ............. I wonder if she feels the same way I do? Lost.... * she feels the Empress enter her mind * Yes! Yes! Yes! I do I do! Find me!

The Empress felt the call, and moved straight to it. When she found she nearly fell, her eyes softened, and a single tear grew. She smiled, something she had not done since the death of her Primarch.

"Nice to meet you" She said kissing both the girls cheeks. "I sit, eat, we have much to do." The Primarches looked at eachother, smiling, they then moved and sat next to the two consorts. "We must beg forgivness, but their is something major there, I can feel the love emitting from the Empress. You are welcome to stay, and become citizens should you wish, you will be kept in the palace, Royal Consorts." They smiled "The Empress needs someone to love her, we need others. Please, stay."

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