NationStates Jolt Archive

The nobile Hierarch of Truth had been in many battles. He had won many prises and awards. He was renown throughout the galaxy for his bravery, skill, and strength in battle. However, there was someone with him, always standing loyal to him. She was the only one Truth had ever felt so much compassion for. Her eyes, her lips, her body. He loved all of her. She was a young girl named Dana. This girl dramatically changed Truth's life.

In the time when they were together, Truth was never happier. The two took long walks on the beach and when the sun decided to set, Truth would hold her close by and watch the sun sink as he hugged and caressed her and kissed her softly on the cheek. Afterward, they would retreat to the privacy of her home where Truth would hold her in his arms more. Gentily, Truth would lay his hand on her arm and ever so softly, move it down. He could feel her soft skin. She truely had the body of a goddess. As he drew nearer and nearer to her, he was sure as she was, that he had found his soul mate.

Truth proposed on an intergalactic brodcast, proclaiming his love for her in front of Trillions. She accepted and the wedding was not far from happening. Several million invitations were sent across the galaxy. Many people were working hard to prepare the Holy City for the wedding. As the people prepared, the managers prepared to welcome nations requesting invite....

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Cetanu, named after the almighty God of Death for his sheer ferocity in the hunt, was the leader. Clan Cetanu was named after him, and all warriors on the clan ship were loyal to him. They were also loyal to Dahdtoudi, though, his mate. She was a well-respected female. As the dominant sex in all matters of administration and politics, any who dealt with the Yautja, would likely deal with a female. And Dahdtoudi was the most powerful female on the Ripping Claw, this clan's home.

"I am going there," Dahdtoudi told Cetanu, as they sat in what appeared to be a food consumption area, drinking from metal mugs, reading various intercepted transmissions. They often did this, as they looked for suitable hunting grounds to agree upon. The Ripping Claw was cloaked, in orbit of a tropical planet called K'Pec, whilst some of their most honoured hunters dealt with the Hard Meat. There had been some trouble on the ship with the Queen Hard Meat, but it was now up to those hunters on the planet to deal with, as she had left the ship by force long ago. For now, there was nothing for them to do but watch, wait, and plan for the next hunt.

"They are naught but prey to us," Cetanu replied. "You will not associate with the prey. They have done nothing worthy of honour, nothing worthy of treating them as equals."

"I care little for your attitudes toward honour or the hunt, as you well know," Dahdtoudi said, flaring her mandibles slightly. "I am going there."

"And I say again, you are not," Cetanu said. "You will not tarnish our clan's honour by associating with prey."

"You intend to stop me?" Dahdtoudi suddenly roared, standing to her full height. She was at least a foot taller than a male, and that was saying something. Yautja were far from small creatures, compared to most humanoids at least.
Cetanu bowed his head somewhat. No male would dare initiate a fight with a female if there wasn't good cause. As with some other species, the resulting carnage would be horrific -- only in the case of the Yautja, it would be real carnage, rather than verbal carnage.

"Go if you wish, my mate," Cetanu said. "But I will have no part in it, and I will make a point of telling the clan this."

"You do whatever your 'honour' requires you to do," Dahdtoudi snorted.

"I suppose you will be tainting the honour of some of my hunters by forcing them to go with you?" Cetanu asked rhetorically. Their relationship may have appeared to be very hostile to an outsider, but there was a great deal of affection between the two. 'Love' would be a strong word, as the species rarely mated for life or remained monogamous.

"You called them prey yourself," Dahdtoudi hissed. "If a male can class them as prey, I should have no problem defending myself should I need to."

"You may be strong, but you are no hunter," Cetanu said sternly. "Prey is rarely honourable. I doubt such prey would challenge you in unarmed combat, but rather use burner. No amount of physical strength will protect you from a burner. Take two Blooded hunters with you."

"Is that a demand, male?" she said, standing up again. This time, Cetanu stood to his full height as well. Though being smaller and less physically capable, he stood his ground and hissed with conviction.

"Yes, it is," Cetanu said. Dahdtoudi clicked curiously as she realised he was serious, and nodded.

"Very well," Dahdtoudi said, sitting back down again. "I will first find out if I am able to go."

She left and crafted a message, which she later sent the same day. The Yautja language was complex and strange, and would be very hard to translate, but after sufficient effort it would look something like this:

I want to attend this function. I am curious about the mating rituals of le... other species. Males say you have not proven yourself honourable in a hunt, but I do not care, frankly. I am interested and would like to go. At the insistence of my current mate, however, I will be bringing two armed males with me for protection. I trust this will not be a problem. So long as none of your people talk directly to them without first proving themselves worthy, they won't cause trouble. You know what males are like, after all.

Should you answer positively, we will travel in a small Hunter-class gunship. Our primary clan ship is currently committed to a hunt, so it cannot leave at the moment. So, please be careful if you see any ships decloaking. Males enjoy hiding, so we will travel under cloak.

Good day, and long may you avoid meeting the Black Warrior.

Very well, you may enter. However, you must send an unarmed ship to the space city. We will limit the amount of armed guards as well. Only eleven for the people attending.

We would like to send a representative to your wedding.

Part of the massive clan ship became visible against the backdrop of the lush green world below, and a small, sleek Hunter blasted out from one of the many hangar bays. Its mothership disappeared again once she was clear. The small ship gradually vanished from view and sped off towards its destination.

After several days of travel, the ship streaked into the system in Azurbajan where the transmission had originated, and slowly became visible to the naked eye, and sensors.

By now the Yautja, with their impressive audio technologies, had created a basic verbal translator for use on this expedition. It could not mask the clicks and growls of their language, but it would be understandable at least. The small, but fierce-looking, brown ship sent a simple message. It was clear they were not used to dealing with other species. It was probably the males who sent it, and they would be reluctant to come here anyway. The message simply said:

"We are the Hunters. We were cleared to come here. Please allow us to land this ship."

Due to the nature of our people, we live on space cities, wich contain a self manipulated enviornment surrounded by 7 miles of armor, weapons, and a shield. I would like to remind you that no armed ships may enter. if you lack shuttles, we will be glad to provide you one.

All previus invitations are accepted.

The cruiser Starbreeze flickered into the system.

"This is the Theao diplomatic ship, Starbreeze , bearing Princess Silvara, to attend the wedding of Truth and Dana. We request clearence to land as well as number of allowable guards and retinue personel."

Due to the nature of our people, we live on space cities, wich contain a self manipulated enviornment surrounded by 7 miles of armor, weapons, and a shield. I would like to remind you that no armed ships may enter. if you lack shuttles, we will be glad to provide you one. .

"Our ship has weapons, but they have been physically disconnected from their power source, at your request," the hunter growled through the translator. "It would be impossible for us to fire them without landing back aboard our mothership and dismantling this vessel to reconnect them. Scan them and you will see for yourselves. Besides, you are not designated prey. You have nothing to fear from us, unless you think it wise to attack us. It would be dishonourable, and against our most sacred laws."

"Our ship has weapons, but they have been physically disconnected from their power source, at your request," the hunter growled through the translator. "It would be impossible for us to fire them without landing back aboard our mothership and dismantling this vessel to reconnect them. Scan them and you will see for yourselves. Besides, you are not designated prey. You have nothing to fear from us, unless you think it wise to attack us. It would be dishonourable, and against our most sacred laws."

"You are cleared at gate 12...Please, once inside, talk to controllers on your way to the surface."

The cruiser Starbreeze flickered into the system.

"This is the Theao diplomatic ship, Starbreeze , bearing Princess Silvara, to attend the wedding of Truth and Dana. We request clearence to land as well as number of allowable guards and retinue personel."

Permission granted at gate 13...Listen to controllers for further instructions.

"Hunter, move us inside," Dahdtoudi commanded, from her seat at the rear of the small command centre.



The small ship's yellow engines roared and it pushed forwards and headed through the designated gateway. They then transmitted a request for further instructions once they were inside, admiring the structure of their surroundings.

"Welcome. This is control droid: 33575. I am aware you are here for the wedding. This is the city coordinate: 56-437 over 78-135. Enjoy your stay in the Holy City (http://www.ffshrine.org/ffx/32-the-glory-of-yevon/00020.jpg)

The ship landed at the designated co-ordinates. The heatwaves caused by the three powerful, yellow-coloured engines subsided as they shut down. Some minutes after they had died down completely, a small doorway opened up in the streamlined hull, above the starboard engine port at the rear of the vessel.

A tall humanoid stepped out. This was Dahdtoudi. She wore more 'complete' clothing than a male, and had all the universal hallmarks of a female.

She jumped down from the craft, slamming down into the metal floor beneath, and looked around, flaring her mandibles calmly as she observed the aesthetically pleasing city.

On the ship, another Yautja stepped forward through the hatch. This was a male. He wore an intimidating metal mask over his face, had armour plating over the most vulnerable areas of his body, and simply wore a revealing mesh over the rest of his torso and legs. He wore two gauntlets, one on each wrist. A weapon appeared to be hooked on to his left shoulder, though it was turned upright and apparently dormant. A second firearm, apparently not part of his suit, was holstered around his waist, as well as what looked like a telescopic staff.

The male made a strange clicking noise as he surveyed his surroundings, before leaping down from the ship. He slammed down beside Dahdtoudi, and looked around once again. Whereas she had just looked around generally, apparently admiring the city, he was more interested in scouting the area for any prey that might threaten Dahdtoudi.
A second male, equally suspicious and alert, and wearing similar equipment, jumped down and stood on the other side of Dahdtoudi. Both males stood at least a foot shorter than Dahdtoudi, though they were not small themselves, at just over seven-and-a-half feet tall.

"I am Dahdtoudi," the female Yautja said finally. "I am here to witness your species mating rituals. We were cleared to land here by a peculiar lifeform with a mechanical voice."

The ISF First Fleet would like to send a represenative to the wedding.

The ISF First Fleet would like to send a represenative to the wedding.


Accepted! you may land at bay three.

The ship landed at the designated co-ordinates. The heatwaves caused by the three powerful, yellow-coloured engines subsided as they shut down. Some minutes after they had died down completely, a small doorway opened up in the streamlined hull, above the starboard engine port at the rear of the vessel.

A tall humanoid stepped out. This was Dahdtoudi. She wore more 'complete' clothing than a male, and had all the universal hallmarks of a female.

She jumped down from the craft, slamming down into the metal floor beneath, and looked around, flaring her mandibles calmly as she observed the aesthetically pleasing city.

On the ship, another Yautja stepped forward through the hatch. This was a male. He wore an intimidating metal mask over his face, had armour plating over the most vulnerable areas of his body, and simply wore a revealing mesh over the rest of his torso and legs. He wore two gauntlets, one on each wrist. A weapon appeared to be hooked on to his left shoulder, though it was turned upright and apparently dormant. A second firearm, apparently not part of his suit, was holstered around his waist, as well as what looked like a telescopic staff.

The male made a strange clicking noise as he surveyed his surroundings, before leaping down from the ship. He slammed down beside Dahdtoudi, and looked around once again. Whereas she had just looked around generally, apparently admiring the city, he was more interested in scouting the area for any prey that might threaten Dahdtoudi.
A second male, equally suspicious and alert, and wearing similar equipment, jumped down and stood on the other side of Dahdtoudi. Both males stood at least a foot shorter than Dahdtoudi, though they were not small themselves, at just over seven-and-a-half feet tall.

"I am Dahdtoudi," the female Yautja said finally. "I am here to witness your species mating rituals. We were cleared to land here by a peculiar lifeform with a mechanical voice."


Very good. Truth wishes to get underway ASAP so I would request that you follow the cortier to your suites and prepare. I am sorry for the rush, however, this matter is of the most importance and must be taken care of as swiftly as possiblle.

The system of Khiraebanaa would be honored if you would accept a representative to observe this sacred ritual.

Silvara, as well as guards and entourage, in the Viper headed to the co-ordinates, where the ship touched down, as the passengers got prepared and headed down the elevator.

The system of Khiraebanaa would be honored if you would accept a representative to observe this sacred ritual.

Permission granted. Follow the procedures of those before you and land at gate 11. Clearence to the Holy city is granted.

The 643rd Gaian Exploration Fleet was a few light-years away conducting their usual exploration of systems when the broadcast was recieved. It suprised Admiral Transal McKenna and his staff that a civilization had access to interstellar communications.

Enough to order the six vessel fleet to make a Fold Jump once all exploration Clusters in their DropShips were recovered.

The Fleet then Fold Jumped a few hours later into the outer reaches of the Azurbajan Star System ((OC- if that name is okay..)) where they broadcast a simple message.


From: 643rd Gaian Exploration Fleet Command ; Admiral Transil McKenna Commanding.

:: ~ Forgive our sudden arrival, but our fleet was 'in the neighborhood' when we recieved the general broadcast. If it would please, we will send only one Shuttle with myself and a diplomatic staff, with only two Angel God guards, as per our standard measures.

..we come in peace, and will leave the same is asked otherwise. Otherwise we would extend this as a chance four our two civilizations to meet. There may be much to be gained from further contact, but present and future in kind.

If allowed, we will then arrive in less than an hour.

Our honoered regards. ~ ::

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When Traniel was done, he was told about the presence of other vessels in the system.

"Just keep an eye on them. Let's keep this all civil."

..his Lieutenants acknowledged and prepared accordingly.

Supreme Empire Trang Sits On His Throne Holding In His Hand A Note Writtin To His Servants saying That He Will Be Gone For A Few Days

He Sets Off With In His Best Robes With his royale guard

As He Nears The Outer rim of Royale Daito Country He Gets the Wedding Invitation And Thinks To Him Self What A Wedding Would Be Like And Decides To Drop In

*OOC* I know its brief because i only had ten mins sorry guys

The 643rd Gaian Exploration Fleet was a few light-years away conducting their usual exploration of systems when the broadcast was recieved. It suprised Admiral Transal McKenna and his staff that a civilization had access to interstellar communications.

Enough to order the six vessel fleet to make a Fold Jump once all exploration Clusters in their DropShips were recovered.

The Fleet then Fold Jumped a few hours later into the outer reaches of the Azurbajan Star System ((OC- if that name is okay..)) where they broadcast a simple message.



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When Traniel was done, he was told about the presence of other vessels in the system.

"Just keep an eye on them. Let's keep this all civil."

..his Lieutenants acknowledged and prepared accordingly.

You are cleaared to the inner sanctums of the Space cuty. Please, proceed to gate 15 and follow the procedures of those before you.

All other invites are accepted.

A Small black cruiser floats just above The landing bay it takes several minutes for it to land the blue engines only turn off after it has fully landed.
a clunk noise is made as stairs unfold a royale guard in ancient white samurai robes steps out and looks around then shouts back to the emporer its ok to come out sir no hostiles.The emporer steps out with a grin on his face he is glad to be out of his nation for once Another guard comes out behind him with a very large blade on his back and no shirt he has a menicing air about him.Wow This Country Is So Beatiful Says Trang.

Well Lets Get Going Sir Or We Might Miss The Festivitys

*O BTW THIS IS MY FIRST DECENT RP*

all leaders attending the wedding were summoned to the main square of the city where the festival would begin. Several thousand Warrior Monks (http://www.ffshrine.org/ffx/33-the-red-carpet/00005.jpg) stood at both sides of the walk, and made a clear path to the pedestal, where the priests were standing and preparing to speak.

Truth (http://www.ffshrine.org/ffx/34-false-vows/00006.jpg) waited at the alter for his lovely bride to arrive. He was most anxius and was told of a threat that could possibly destabilise the entire empire. The Elite warriors were on call and Artillary mechs (http://www.ffshrine.org/ffx/32-the-glory-of-yevon/00027.jpg) constantly aimed at the skies.

Truth had waited for this day for ages. He was excited for it was finally underway.

Emporer trang silently walks up to Truth and ofers him a long rectangle box as a weddin present
I Heard u are a warrior so it only seems apropreit that i give u a master crafted longsword made by ur clan blacksmith who has perfected his smithing over the period of 1 thousand years o and good luck with ur future wif
*He then shakes truths hand*
the royale guards look at all the wrrior monks and are worried

I thank you for your gift. Tommorow, we wil eat diner in the sacred gardens of the holy city. You need not fear the warrior monks. They are not here to harm. Unless, of course, they had a reason to.........

A Lambada Class Shuttle swooped down towards Azurbajan Prime on schedule. It was escorted up to the atmosphere by three Wing Zero Custom-IIC Mobile Suits, where once they pass into atmospheric layers, the Mobile Suits display a new trick gained by the constant tinkering with Fold Drives and miniturization...

..as the three Mobile Suits suddenly mini-Fold Jump back to the waiting vessels on the other side the Azurbajan Star System.

One the shuttle lands, passes through customs and such, the party of Admiral Traniel and two aides moves swiftly to meet the party in the city main square.

There the Admiral has his own gift, in a gift wrapped in glowing holo-paper. (literally...) Dressed in his finest Fleet Dress Uniform, he awaits the greetings soon to come.

Krioval also wishes to attend your ceremony, if that is possible. Before we depart, however, we would like to know if there are any items that would be considered in poor taste to bring. May your union be blessed.

Director Koro Vartek
Diplomacy and Trade
Armed Republic of Krioval

Krioval also wishes to attend your ceremony, if that is possible. Before we depart, however, we would like to know if there are any items that would be considered in poor taste to bring. May your union be blessed.

Director Koro Vartek
Diplomacy and Trade
Armed Republic of Krioval


No such item could ever be rejected unless it was a threat. You may enter at gate 5. Enjoy your stay in the Azurbajanian Holy City (http://www.ffshrine.org/ffx/32-the-glory-of-yevon/00009.jpg).

The Diplomat from Khiraebanaa landed in docking bay 11, and proceded to hurray to the Ceremony, holo-recorder in hand.

A Lambada Class Shuttle swooped down towards Azurbajan Prime on schedule. It was escorted up to the atmosphere by three Wing Zero Custom-IIC Mobile Suits, where once they pass into atmospheric layers, the Mobile Suits display a new trick gained by the constant tinkering with Fold Drives and miniturization...

..as the three Mobile Suits suddenly mini-Fold Jump back to the waiting vessels on the other side the Azurbajan Star System.

One the shuttle lands, passes through customs and such, the party of Admiral Traniel and two aides moves swiftly to meet the party in the city main square.

There the Admiral has his own gift, in a gift wrapped in glowing holo-paper. (literally...) Dressed in his finest Fleet Dress Uniform, he awaits the greetings soon to come.

A monk stepped out of a crowd and shook havds with the Admiral, complimented him on his suit, and directed him to the room where gifts were being held until the afterparty. After that, he requested that the Admiral find a spot to look on at the imminant cerimony...

OOC: Busy, sorry for shit post.
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" What a backwards little people. " The admiral said as he leaned back in his chair. " Dropping to impluse " THe helm officer remarked.

" All stop and open a channel "

To the people: I wish to send a diplomat to your ' wedding ' as you seem to call it.

As The rather big royale guard stood looking at trang a fire grew in his eyes he put his hand on the hilt of his sword and spokin in his home tounge rather vilently and empire trang hit him acros the face guard number 2 stod in awe at what had just been said and the threats that where being throw around he grabed the bigger guard and escourted him outside trang just stood there and looked amazed he then took his seat still in awe at what had just happend
*OOC* i just got kicked out of my region for no reason looking for a new region please help o btw thats what that little fight was about

OOC: Busy, sorry for shit post.
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" What a backwards little people. " The admiral said as he leaned back in his chair. " Dropping to impluse " THe helm officer remarked.

" All stop and open a channel "

To the people: I wish to send a diplomat to your ' wedding ' as you seem to call it.


"This is The Holy Land. We are aware you are on the invite list...However, you are also a hostile nation. If you entreat access, you must be searched first. Send a shuttle to Planetary Defense Gun station 6-2-3. There, you wil be examined thouroghly."

OOC: To all your people who diddent know, I want to tell you I don't own any planets. My people live on Space cities wich are self made worlds encased in heavy weapons, Seven miles of armor, and a shield along with several MAC and Energy emplacements near all gates. Thank you.

Royale Daito, please, use punctuation. It is rather time consuming to read your work.

"This is The Holy Land. We are aware you are on the invite list...However, you are also a hostile nation. If you entreat access, you must be searched first. Send a shuttle to Planetary Defense Gun station 6-2-3. There, you wil be examined thouroghly."

OOC: To all your people who diddent know, I want to tell you I don't own any planets. My people live on Space cities wich are self made worlds encased in heavy weapons, Seven miles of armor, and a shield along with several MAC and Energy emplacements near all gates. Thank you.

" Confirmed, we shall be sending a diplomat within the hour. " The captain confirmed to the station. He yawned when he saw the power outputs for the Planet City. " Hmmm, how well would that hold up aganist a full force blast from the main cannon? " He asked the tactical officer. As he walked over to the tactical station. " Mac emplacements, no threat, and energy gates, low threat. This station is incredibly primitive compared to this ship. " The captain walked away and sat down " I cant beleive we found this thing crashed in our OWN solar system. Bring reactors to 4% and keep sheilds on nav setting. "

Power readings in the ship jumped almost 1000% precent. A message to the enemy forces not to try anything stupid.

" Ok, We will be sending a shuttle soon. Standby "

"Incoming Transmition! Foreward to the ECF ship!"

"Its from the prophet of honor himself! Transmitting now!"

"Greetings, friends. I am sorry for the trouble. You may proceed to the gates. Stand down all arms and follow instructions inside. Cleared to gate 13."

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In the Holy City, preparations were finished. All representitives were called to the area where the cerimony would be held. Truth (http://www.ffshrine.org/ffx/32-the-glory-of-yevon/00013.jpg) walked with an escort toward his position, where Grand Maester Mika was preparing to wed the couple. Truth wanted anxiously to marry the woman of his dreams. Fighters glazed the skies above the city. After all was in place, there was a pause.

Mika began to speak. "The Bride will be summoned shortly. We shall begin the cerimony officialy at that time."

* 15 Minutes later *

" Ahh, I understand at these ' weddings ' as you call them, your supposed to give a gift. I didnt find this out until about 3 minutes before I left the ship. So I did find this, it's an MP3 player, and it can hold 500 Trillion songs. Here ya go. Please tell me more about this ' marrige ' as you call it. " He said to truth.

http://images.amazon.com/images/P/B00005NWR0.01.LZZZZZZZ.jpg

As seets were fillled in the main square, Many horns blew and the Warrior monks stepped aside from a walkway that had seemed to not be there before. There, down that road, Dana (http://www.ffshrine.org/ffx/32-the-glory-of-yevon/00025.jpg) was being escorted to the square by many monks dressed in cerimonial robes.

As she made her way, the skies (http://www.ffshrine.org/ffx/32-the-glory-of-yevon/00041.jpg) above the City were filled with beautiful lights. She looked so great and beautiful in her dress. As she walked, Truth stood ready to be wed to the woman of his dreams.

Dana had made her way to the square, where Truth stood. He had not seen her in 14 days, as was a custom of his people. Finally re-united with his lovely Fiancee, he was happy. They both stood together (http://www.ffshrine.org/ffx/34-false-vows/00002.jpg) at the center of the square, waiting for Mika to speak...

He saw the bride and thought * Semi Hot, at best. *

He sat and waited.

OOC: Go on with it!

Dana (http://www.ffshrine.org/ffx/34-false-vows/00010.jpg) looked into Truth's eyes as he put his hands on her sholders. They stared into eachother's eyes for the longest time before Mika spoke. He began talking, addressing the crowd. Informing them of how well they knew eachother, their lives before, and how well it was going to work out for them in marrige. He then paused and cued the small band in the back to play a somewhat familiar wedding tune.

"Holy Prophet of truth, For untold years, you have protected tht people of the Holy land. Now, today, you stand, ready to marry the woman of your dreams. There is no doubt in my mind that you are highly capable. I know that Avo will bless you and your father is proud."

"Dana, you come from a very much so, average working class family. I also feel that your Status does not matter in love, just feelings. I know you will love and be loved for the rest of your days. May Avo guide you to your true happiness."

After Mika finished, he asked the two the classic "Do you take" question. Both said yes. He went on "By the powers given to me by the authority of the Holy Empire, I pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride."

Mika stepped back and bowed slightly as the two approached eachother. As they drew closer, both closed their eyes. Their lips met (http://www.ffshrine.org/ffx/34-false-vows/00018.jpg), igniting the official gesture of love. There was not one dry eye on the part of all who witnessed this event in The Holy Empire. The entire crowd of monks, civilians, and Warriors looked on with a new found, warm feeling inside. The two were officially bound together. After the kiss, Truth (http://www.ffshrine.org/ffx/34-false-vows/00034.jpg) drew Dana into his chest and looked on at the crowd.

Silvara patted her eyes with a silk handkerchief as the happy couple kissed. "That was a beautiful ceramony." She said, half to herself, half to her aid. "I hope they like the wedding gift, when they open it at the reception." Silvara said to herself.

OOC:Can i join?

OOC:Can i join?

uh...it's a little late....so...I'll get back to you on that one.

ooc: nvm didint see the rules

*ooc*wats that punctiate thingie and how do i do it?

*ooc*wats that punctiate thingie and how do i do it?

you know the period (.) the Exclamation point (!) Question mark (?) and comma (,)

After the cerimony, The Prophet of Honor, another high figure, reguarded as a one with the gods by the people, officially declared the party to begin. The guests were escorted into a room where all the presents were kept on tables, awaiting unwrapping by the lovely new couple.

Truth and Dana sat together at a table and talked about the future, their kids names, how many they wanted, and if they would always have eachother. A large cake was brought from behind a large door with the symbol of Avo on it. The party continued when wine, ale, even rum, were brought out and served to anyone who stuck a glass out.

Commander Harrison walked over the newly wed couple. Several giggling bridemaids were following him. " Could you please explain this whole " marrige " as you call it. Its really gone right over my head. "

Commander Harrison walked over the newly wed couple. Several giggling bridemaids were following him. " Could you please explain this whole " marrige " as you call it. Its really gone right over my head. "


Before Truth could answer, Warrior monks blocked the path of the commander and his "troupe." The commander of the warrior monks raised his rifle and pointed at the Federation commander. The other warriors around him did the same. He began to speak "No one from outside the Hierarchy is allowed to confront the Nobal Prophet of Truth without first consulting the Grand Maester, Mika." He then turned his rifle to it's side and gently nudged the commander back away from the prophet. After he was a safe distance back, he told the commander to talk to Mika about such things and due to the significance of the Hierarch's lives, they had no choice but to raise their weapons.

"Seeing as your people are also on hostile grounds with ours, you are not allowed within 20 yards of the prophet at all times. Is that clear? Also observing that Maester Mika happens to be within 5 yards of the Holy Prophet, you may not be able to speak with him." the warriors chuckled at the Federation commander and walked back to their posts.

Dahdtoudi did not appear best pleased by the whole ceremony. She was trying various beverages, finding none to her liking, and ranting at the males, who were more interested in surveying their surroundings for potential prey than bothering to listen.

"There was no violence!" she protested, in her own language. "Where is the fun of mating if the female does not throw the male across the room? Where is the fun of mating without the need for treatment afterwards? And what was that exchange of saliva supposed to accomplish…?"

"There may not have been violence, but there appeared to be honour, even if it was well-hidden," one of the males said. His wrist blades shot out and he held them in front of his face, examining their edges to make sure they were well-sharpened, before sheathing them in his gauntlet again.

"It is always about honour with you males," Dahdtoudi snorted. "What is the point of honour without passion?"

"You said you wanted to learn about other mating rituals," the other male said, growling angrily. "You said nothing of approval. So long as there is honour, I say we accept it."

"Bah," Dahdtoudi snorted, downing something from a glass. "You are usually the first ones to cry out for bloodshed, with your trophies and all. Where is your spirit on this issue, male?"

"I think my earache has temporarily stifled it," the male sighed. The female ignored his obvious attempt to insult her, and continued her rantings.

Silvara seeing 3 giant 'bugs' chittering by the food table, walked over and began getting some food, while studing the 'bugs'.

Dahdtoudi did not appear best pleased by the whole ceremony. She was trying various beverages, finding none to her liking, and ranting at the males, who were more interested in surveying their surroundings for potential prey than bothering to listen.

"There was no violence!" she protested, in her own language. "Where is the fun of mating if the female does not throw the male across the room? Where is the fun of mating without the need for treatment afterwards? And what was that exchange of saliva supposed to accomplish…?"

"There may not have been violence, but there appeared to be honour, even if it was well-hidden," one of the males said. His wrist blades shot out and he held them in front of his face, examining their edges to make sure they were well-sharpened, before sheathing them in his gauntlet again.

"It is always about honour with you males," Dahdtoudi snorted. "What is the point of honour without passion?"

"You said you wanted to learn about other mating rituals," the other male said, growling angrily. "You said nothing of approval. So long as there is honour, I say we accept it."

"Bah," Dahdtoudi snorted, downing something from a glass. "You are usually the first ones to cry out for bloodshed, with your trophies and all. Where is your spirit on this issue, male?"

"I think my earache has temporarily stifled it," the male sighed. The female ignored his obvious attempt to insult her, and continued her rantings.

OOC: In case anyone has not realized it from my past RPs. Harrison is a man whore. ANd is also an insane geneticly enhanced super solider. So he could deliver.
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The commander wallked away from the guards " If you want to go, we can go, but later. I have some things to attend to. "

He heard a rather angry voice and he walked over to investigate. And his universe translator picked up the converstaion. " I just happen to have heard your rant Dahdtoudi. And yes, I can understand you. It's called a univeral translator, which is why you can hear me. You say you wish for passion? Because if your males cannot forfill that, I can help. " He put one hand on her sholder and the other one on her leg. She seemed interested. " I happen to have a room here, interested in a challenge? Female ( he can read minds )? "

OOC: In case anyone has not realized it from my past RPs. Harrison is a man whore. ANd is also an insane geneticly enhanced super solider. So he could deliver.
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The commander wallked away from the guards " If you want to go, we can go, but later. I have some things to attend to. "

He heard a rather angry voice and he walked over to investigate. And his universe translator picked up the converstaion. " I just happen to have heard your rant Dahdtoudi. And yes, I can understand you. It's called a univeral translator, which is why you can hear me. You say you wish for passion? Because if your males cannot forfill that, I can help. " He put one hand on her sholder and the other one on her leg. She seemed interested. " I happen to have a room here, interested in a challenge? Female ( he can read minds )? "

Before the man could touch her, the two male Hunters who were, y'know, guarding her, jumped to their feet, both planted their clawed hands against his chest and shoved him roughly to the ground. One of them held his now-extended wristblades above him, ready to strike at the order of the female. Three red dots creeping across his chest came from the other Yautja, who was apparently laser-targeting him with the bulky weapon on his shoulder.

Dahdtoudi stepped down towards him and looked at him, flaring her mandibles in amusement.

"This occasion calls for no fighting, and I will honour that request and let you survive this encounter unscathed," she said to him, bending down and prodding his cheek curiously with her black claw. "Besides which, it takes a lot of courage to approach in such a way, so you have certainly earned my respect."

She stood to her feet and growled, flaring her mandibles aggressively.

"But if you try and touch me again, Soft Meat, I will designate you as prey for these two males," she snarled. "I find your species repulsive, and the prospect of mating with you even more so. I would not pursue this further, if I were you."

She nodded at the two hunters. The one menacing him with his blades retracted them back into his gauntlet and stood up. The other deactivated his weapon and the laser sights on his mask switched off. Dahdtoudi grunted at them both and she walked away. The two hunters looked back down at the Commander and clicked enthusiastically beneath their masks, before turning and following the female away to the far side of the room as she searched for more alcohol to try.

Silvara followed the 'bugs' as she was interested in learning about them.
"May I ask you what species you are?" She asked

Silvara followed the 'bugs' as she was interested in learning about them.
"May I ask you what species you are?" She asked

Dahdtoudi turned and looked down at Silvara, and made a series of apparently random clicking and hissing noises along with some body gestures.

"In your rather limited tongue, we are known as 'Yautja'," Dahdtoudi said through her make-shift translator. "Males would tell you we are an honourable race of predatory hunters; I would tell you we are a nomadic race of survivors. What manner of species are you?"

Before the man could touch her, the two male Hunters who were, y'know, guarding her, jumped to their feet, both planted their clawed hands against his chest and shoved him roughly to the ground. One of them held his now-extended wristblades above him, ready to strike at the order of the female. Three red dots creeping across his chest came from the other Yautja, who was apparently laser-targeting him with the bulky weapon on his shoulder.

Dahdtoudi stepped down towards him and looked at him, flaring her mandibles in amusement.

"This occasion calls for no fighting, and I will honour that request and let you survive this encounter unscathed," she said to him, bending down and prodding his cheek curiously with her black claw. "Besides which, it takes a lot of courage to approach in such a way, so you have certainly earned my respect."

She stood to her feet and growled, flaring her mandibles aggressively.

"But if you try and touch me again, Soft Meat, I will designate you as prey for these two males," she snarled. "I find your species repulsive, and the prospect of mating with you even more so. I would not pursue this further, if I were you."

She nodded at the two hunters. The one menacing him with his blades retracted them back into his gauntlet and stood up. The other deactivated his weapon and the laser sights on his mask switched off. Dahdtoudi grunted at them both and she walked away. The two hunters looked back down at the Commander and clicked enthusiastically beneath their masks, before turning and following the female away to the far side of the room as she searched for more alcohol to try.

The Commander got up and walked over to his escorts " Wheres that 10 credits you'd give me if I did that? " As he started laughing at the aliens. The marine went into his pocket and pulled out 10 credits. " Here ya go sir, I didn't know you would even try to ask somthing that fugly out! " He nodded and responded " Yeah I've seen better looking things come out of an sewage refinary. "

He shouted over the alien female " Thanks for getting me 10 credits, but I want to fight both your males, now. No weapons just hand to hand. 10 more credits say I kick both of there sorry ass's(and he WILL ) "

He shouted over the alien female " Thanks for getting me 10 credits, but I want to fight both your males, now. No weapons just hand to hand. 10 more credits say I kick both of there sorry ass's(and he WILL ) "

OOC: No he won't. Primarily because those are against the wishes of the hosts, and to go against such wishes when they have sworn they would follow them would be a breach of honour (not to mention just being downright disrespectful to the thread starter); secondarily because your delegates are not designated prey, and as clearly stated at the start, they won't bother fighting any who aren't designated prey; and finally because you are assuming your man is apparently the strongest single person in the whole universe bar none, thus fighting you would not be very interesting because of the inevitable outcome you would draw on your own.

"In terms of species, I would be human." Silvara replied "I take it your society is matriarical?"

OOC: No he won't. Primarily because those are against the wishes of the hosts, and to go against such wishes when they have sworn they would follow them would be a breach of honour (not to mention just being downright disrespectful to the thread starter); secondarily because your delegates are not designated prey, and as clearly stated at the start, they won't bother fighting any who aren't designated prey; and finally because you are assuming your man is apparently the strongest single person in the whole universe bar none, thus fighting you would not be very interesting because of the inevitable outcome you would draw on your own.
OOC: The starter of the thread has made it very clear that its ok over AIM.
Why not, itd be fun? And yes he would kick there ass, not only is my race almost 9 times stronger than humans to start out. And he is an cyborg, the only one who exists in my nation. He is over 50 Times stronger than an average human. Think sorta like MC, with no creepy armour.

OOC: The starter of the thread has made it very clear that its ok over AIM.
Why not, itd be fun? And yes he would kick there ass, not only is my race almost 9 times stronger than humans to start out. And he is an cyborg, the only one who exists in my nation. He is over 50 Times stronger than an average human. Think sorta like MC, with no creepy armour.


It is true, I shall approove...on the condition the loser cleans up the remains of the winner...if it is to get out of hand, the Elites wil intervene, you will both be ejected and forbidden from entry, and designated hostile. Understand?

"In terms of species, I would be human." Silvara replied "I take it your society is matriarical?"

"In the sense you would understand it," she said. "Females are the administrators, politicians, and in most cases, scientists and scholars of our race. The males just go off on their pointless hunts in search of honour and glory. Our goals do not clash often, though, so on an official level we tend to ignore each other. Is this not the same with all species? Females are stronger and smarter, after all."

OOC: The starter of the thread has made it very clear that its ok over AIM.
Why not, itd be fun? And yes he would kick there ass, not only is my race almost 9 times stronger than humans to start out. And he is an cyborg, the only one who exists in my nation. He is over 50 Times stronger than an average human. Think sorta like MC, with no creepy armour.

OOC: I'm not saying any more on this subject. Frankly, the way you phrased that, combined with other RPs I've read involving you, is more than enough reason for me not to bother RPing with you at all.

"In our society males and females are completely equal, I myself am both a princess, pilot and warrior. Anyone can be anything, provided they have the skill to do it." Silvara replied

"In our society males and females are completely equal, I myself am both a princess, pilot and warrior. Anyone can be anything, provided they have the skill to do it." Silvara replied

"An interesting notion," Dahdtoudi clicked. "But are you actually equal? If you were to fight a male of equal skill, who would emerge victorious?"

"In the sense you would understand it," she said. "Females are the administrators, politicians, and in most cases, scientists and scholars of our race. The males just go off on their pointless hunts in search of honour and glory. Our goals do not clash often, though, so on an official level we tend to ignore each other. Is this not the same with all species? Females are stronger and smarter, after all."



OOC: I'm not saying any more on this subject. Frankly, the way you phrased that, combined with other RPs I've read involving you, is more than enough reason for me not to bother RPing with you at all.
OOC: Meh, the Starter wanted me to kill your people, but meh.

"It could go either way." Silvara replied "If we were both equal skill it would depend on you got the jump on the other, or just on luck, at least in most cases."

OOC: Meh, the Starter wanted me to kill your people, but meh.

OOC: If the thread starter doesn't want me here, he/she should have refused my initial request to join, or said it straight to my face, rather than 'hiring' a godmodder to do it for him/her, and I would have left gracefully. As it stands, I'm just not going to bother with either of you from now on.

OOC: If the thread starter doesn't want me here, he/she should have refused my initial request to join, or said it straight to my face, rather than 'hiring' a godmodder to do it for him/her, and I would have left gracefully. As it stands, I'm just not going to bother with either of you from now on.
OOC: I dont think I'm a god modder, if you read way back into my RPs, I've been invaded more than once, and I do appect losses. Why dont you do your homework before calling sombody a god modder. If you are referring to the cybernetic implants, this is FT buddy, its more than possible. It happens in at least 40% of FT.

Yatuja, I do appreciate you sticking up for my honor and integrity and I really do thank you from my heart. Please, forgive me for the events of this wedding. I do hope to put it behind us. Plese, if we can get on with it, I would love it. Thank you again.

OOC: I did not request ECF to kill you, nor did I ask him to start a conflict.

Truth and his lovely bride were comforted and catored to. They seeked privacy, so Truth and her snuck out of the party room and to Truth's private chamber. There, they would be able to do anything at all.........

The Warrior monks kept close watch on the yatuja and even closer watch on the Federation. They were ordered to fire the second any conflict broke out. They would not risk any lives in this ordeal.

The wedding party seemed to be a hit. People laughed, talked calmly over champaigne, even some new couples were made. People seemed to be calm and having a good time, enjoying the peace in the holy land, wich the well respected Hierarchs fought to keep stable....

After they had finished there little "time" together, Truth walked out of the floating house. He walked outside and to his surprise were two amazingly crafted ancient speed machines. He wondered what they were for, bot soon would find out...

After they had finished there little "time" together, Truth walked out of the floating house. He walked outside and to his surprise were two amazingly crafted ancient speed machines. He wondered what they were for, bot soon would find out...

He would see an Honda Civic http://kdrider.euweb.cz/Honda%20Civic%209.JPG

An RSX http://nfs.gamesweb.sk/nfsu/data/vastuning/cvrlo/velke/rsx.jpg

OOC: The CIvic has all the level 3 parts, so it's just as fast.

The Commander was sitting on the hood of the Civic. " Hey come on! Lets street race! Let me tell you about these things. They are from the year 2005, nearly 500 years old. Both have a turbocharger and NOS, wanna go for a spin? Get ready and put this suit on. "

truth looked on, impressed with the design.... "are those relics wheels? I've read of them but...wow..these are primitive... whered ya dig these up old man?"

Truth began to ook around at the interior and the orientation. "Hmmm.... I'll take you up on your offer. However, we must do this race on a track. I am only interested in the safety of my people.

truth looked on, impressed with the design.... "are those relics wheels? I've read of them but...wow..these are primitive... whered ya dig these up old man?"

Truth began to ook around at the interior and the orientation. "Hmmm.... I'll take you up on your offer. However, we must do this race on a track. I am only interested in the safety of my people.

The Command looked a bit pissed " Old man huh? Snice when is 23 old? Anyway let me give you a bit of history on these things. They were from an old frighter wreck found about 20 years ago in an ocean on athens. The cargo boxs were rusted over but still watertight. About 500 years ago these were state of the art. They have been rebuilt, using the same methods used 500 years ago. So dont worry, they are nice and unsafe. Now using one of these is very simple. " he walked over to his civic and left the door open and put the key in the starter and turned it. " See, it's very easy to start just turn the key as such. " Truth was leaning next to the commander to see the controls. " Brake is on the left, gas is on the right. And transmission is on the far left. To shift up and down, simply move the gear shift up and down, and side to side. Once the car starts getting up to speed, shift up. Go 1.2.3.4.5.6 which is really simple. And oh yeah, you use this wheel to steer. Anything else? " As the Command reved the engine very loudly. " OH YEAH, THE RED BUTTON IS NOS "

"Very well, I accept your challenge!" Truth said as he climbed into his car. It had more complex of a systen then the transports in the Holy Land, but still looked allright.

"I'll win this quick! I have a party to attend to!"

He reved it up and led the commander to the Arena.

"Very well, I accept your challenge!" Truth said as he climbed into his car. It had more complex of a systen then the transports in the Holy Land, but still looked allright.

"I'll win this quick! I have a party to attend to!"

He reved it up and led the commander to the Arena.

" We'll see who the old man is! "

The race begun with a bang. From the start the prophet Truth seemed to have problems steering. He seemed to forget that left ment left and right means right for a minute or 2. He also seemed to be shifting up the gears to fast. Causing the engine to slow down.

Meanwhile the commander was having no problems getting his car up to speed very very quickly, Shifting when he had to and taking the turns very tightly. " This is to easy, Time for some tunes. "

The 900 Watt stero system, almost 500 years ago, begun playing Rob zombie. " Driving! BlackTop Rolling! Crank it up crank it up! " could be heard all througout the party.

Truth tried to catch up, but he just couldn't handle controlling the vehical.

When push came to shove, Harrison came to the finish line almost a full minute before truth did.

When truth pulled into the line harrison looked over and remarked " Who's the old man now? "

" We'll see who the old man is! "

The race begun with a bang. From the start the prophet Truth seemed to have problems steering. He seemed to forget that left ment left and right means right for a minute or 2. He also seemed to be shifting up the gears to fast. Causing the engine to slow down.

Meanwhile the commander was having no problems getting his car up to speed very very quickly, Shifting when he had to and taking the turns very tightly. " This is to easy, Time for some tunes. "

The 900 Watt stero system, almost 500 years ago, begun playing Rob zombie. " Driving! BlackTop Rolling! Crank it up crank it up! " could be heard all througout the party.

Truth tried to catch up, but he just couldn't handle controlling the vehical.

When push came to shove, Harrison came to the finish line almost a full minute before truth did.

When truth pulled into the line harrison looked over and remarked " Who's the old man now? "

"Humph, Our tech is much easier to handle anyway. Good challenge though. However, I do seek a rematch one day. Perhaps on something I specialise in..."

Truth got back to the party and sat with Dana, who was sipping a glass of champaigne, her eyes glistening in the light. She was a beautiful girl, aged 21. Truth, at 23, was the focus of the Hierarchy. He was the greatest hero, the freshest in the line for power, and the hope of the younger aspects of the Empire. He was also the first to marry. His leadership and strength would forever be noted.

The party settled down when Truth had summoned foreward the Commander from the Federation.

"Sir, I was told you had some entertainment. I wil let you run the activities at the party from this point on."

((OC- Well, I was away for a couple of days..))
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After the ceremony, the Gaians had migled a bit, but then wandered outside to look at the impressive architecture of the city, though only a small part of it here.

Traniel looked like a good tourist does, as did his two Lieutenants, Sara Kerensky and Torta Harper, the latter from Clan Snow Eagle Fleet Command.

They simply kept to themselves until a chance to greet the new couple arrived. They had of course been away from any of the fracus, not being the type to look for trouble.

"Beautuful city." The Admiral would mantra over and over at times.

((OC- Well, I was away for a couple of days..))
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After the ceremony, the Gaians had migled a bit, but then wandered outside to look at the impressive architecture of the city, though only a small part of it here.

Traniel looked like a good tourist does, as did his two Lieutenants, Sara Kerensky and Torta Harper, the latter from Clan Snow Eagle Fleet Command.

They simply kept to themselves until a chance to greet the new couple arrived. They had of course been away from any of the fracus, not being the type to look for trouble.

"Beautuful city." The Admiral would mantra over and over at times.

Almost sneakily, Truth stood behind them and said "Indeed, it is beautiful, friend. I do hope you are enjoying yourself. I and Dana will begin unwrapping presents soon. Please, if you have any further questions, I'd love to answer."

Truth stood in the middle of the room speaking to the children about powerfull demons and mighty heros

"Children many many years ago in my home town there was a young boy......"

as he tells the story his guards decide its time speak to truth

"Hello mister truth we are sorry to adres this in the middle of your beatiful ceremony but our master request to have a meeting later on tomorrow does this suit you?"

Almost sneakily, Truth stood behind them and said "Indeed, it is beautiful, friend. I do hope you are enjoying yourself. I and Dana will begin unwrapping presents soon. Please, if you have any further questions, I'd love to answer."

Admiral Traniel turned around and bowed to Truth. "Only such simple matters about history and other meandering details that our civilization would enjoy adding to our interstellar archives.

..and I await your unveiling of our gift. You know of it when you reach a package of glowing wrapping paper, transluscent and pearlaescent. It's a unique gift of our own vein."

..with that, the Admiral bowed again.

Truth stood in the middle of the room speaking to the children about powerfull demons and mighty heros

"Children many many years ago in my home town there was a young boy......"

as he tells the story his guards decide its time speak to truth

"Hello mister truth we are sorry to adres this in the middle of your beatiful ceremony but our master request to have a meeting later on tomorrow does this suit you?"


OOC: Sorry, but you cannot RP for me. Unless I give you permission, of course.

IC: "I will indeed atempt to free time. However I do have a country to get back to running...I think it will be allright though." Truth looked at his guests and smiled. He saw the brave Warriors (http://www.ffshrine.org/ffx2/fmvshots/09vegnagunagain/00013.jpg) in their modernised versions of Samurai Armor guarding the area. Truth then headed back to his lovely bride. "Time to unwrap presents, my love." She rose, and happily walked into Truth's waiting arms.

*ooc*LOL sorry i ment trang but was thinking of one of ur previous post
"Good luck for the future truth we wish u many happy years with our bride"

Admiral Traniel turned around and bowed to Truth. "Only such simple matters about history and other meandering details that our civilization would enjoy adding to our interstellar archives.

..and I await your unveiling of our gift. You know of it when you reach a package of glowing wrapping paper, transluscent and pearlaescent. It's a unique gift of our own vein."

..with that, the Admiral bowed again.

"Well, I'd be glad to tell you of my people's history...however, It is far too long a tale. I have it saved in my archive. Please, take this copy (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?p=8496948#post8496948)."

With that, Truth went to his seat beside his lovely bride.

Truth sat and began to open presents. The forst one brought to him was the Gaian box, wrapped in glowing paper. Truth Carefully undid the wrapper and opeed the package within. "I wonder what is inside..." he said....

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