Gunstar Mercenaries (Absolutely Everything)

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    • CJ: *chuckle and approach still confused tiny rock-man, kneeling to look at him better* Well aren't you the cutest thing ever? *though some wouldn't agree, there was something in those oversized eyes that made that creature just adorable*

      Purra: *peeks behind CJ approaching carefully and sniffing the newcomer along with mice* But...I thought merrrcenaries are big and ugly.

      CJ: *raise eyebrow and say sarcastically* Why thank you. *smirk* I believe cap also appreciates your opinion.

      Purra: *lower ears down and look away in an innocent manner* Wrrrong way of saying things is wrrrong indeed.

      CJ: *smirk teasing and pat Purra's head* Give me a detailed report on this guy and you can have a candy from an ugly lady.

      Purra: *salute causing his goggles to fall back over his eye* Alright mice, do your thing. And please...don't freak out the guy ok? *tiny girl mouse approached tiny rock and touched it in a same manner as she did with Argonz armour followed by cute "boop" sound that triggered other mice with Purra writing things down like a madcat*

      CJ: *approach Argonz* Oy cap! If you don't mind, I would like to get to the motor and surrounding components, and observe it's behaviour while you control it manually. I only got information on it while on autopilot. I could send my crew but, I would like to enjoy the show personally until we get to the next stop.
      On the outside I may appear like an emotionless sarcastic piece of shit, but just like an onion, when you peel off more layers, you find the exact same thing every single time and you start crying.



      If the world didn't suck, we'd all fall off!

    • "Alright, then, but as usual, do not touch. Anything goes wrong while we're in hyperspace, we die, no questions asked."
      Argonz, sitting in his floating chair, hovered over to a control panel on the far right, inputting some unknown technical wizardry into it.

      "Engine room's unlocked, you've got about two minutes. Make sure not to get too close, either. The sheer amount of energy it's putting out simply can't be healthy for you."
      He then returned to the center control panel.

      You know, most people call me insane...
      That's what happens when I try to reason with people, they don't like it, and I eventually end up turning them to charcoal in the end...

      Why are you looking at me like that?

      Despite popular belief, I did not draw the avatar I'm using. I can't draw.

    • CJ: *raise eyebrow and put goggles on smirking* Why thank you, captain. Not like I work with engines or anything. *chuckle* I AM here to make sure nothing goes wrong. Have a little faith in your mechanic, will ya? *salute loosely and walk out* See you in two minutes then. *once out, take report sheet and open fully drawn map* Good boy, Purra. *whistle following it to the engine room* And precise it is.

      Purra: *yell out* Done! *look around* Huh? Wherrre is CJ? *pout* Well darrrn. *fold report* I'll just show it to herrr when she comes back. *mice spread around the Tum observing it's movements amused and talking something in between* Hey you! *jump on the control board in front of Argonz* Leave the guy alone. He needs to adapt. *mice stick their tongue out and continue what they were doing* I swearrr... *sit straight and cross arms* ...if they werrrent so useful... *look down at buttons and then at Argonz for the first time asking no questions but just observing* Hmmm... *couldn't help himself* Where did you learn to fly this thing? *chuckle* I never thought someone would be better than CJ but I don't think she would know how to deal with this one. *scratch his ear and continue observing*

      CJ: *as soon as she walked into the engine room she was forced to take off her jacket and her hat* Boy, isn't it hot or what? *chuckle at her own sucky pun and observe it's behaviour, writing it down now talking as if the engine is a person* You know, I'll just make myself a plan of maintaining, so I know when it's your turn to get examined. *smirk* The heart and soul of this ride. Must be quite a job. *write down further* Almost there, and I'll leave you alone. *notice the cooling tubes* Hmm and this one here... *put hand on each one of them making sure they do their job as their should...it was technically NOT an engine itself so she didn't apply Argonz's warning on those*
      On the outside I may appear like an emotionless sarcastic piece of shit, but just like an onion, when you peel off more layers, you find the exact same thing every single time and you start crying.



      If the world didn't suck, we'd all fall off!

    • "Well, it's dead, kid." Argonz said, a little bit rudely, to Tum. "I'm willing to bet you've never even seen what a proper starship can do. And even if that's true, I'd just pull out a deus ex machina. So there. Nyeh."

      "I'm sorry, you were saying?" He said to Purra. "Oh, yeah. The A.I taught me. Hold on a sec."
      He flipped a switch right beside the cat, and a small screen displaying the engine room popped up. He held down another button, and began to speak.

      "You're not to touch anything connected to the engine, either." Said the voice of the Felin through an intercom in the engine room. "It's not that I don't trust you, it's just that it isn't something you see on standard starships. Hell, even the Federation doesn't know how the engine works. You probably do, know, though, so... Anyway, just humor me at least."
      Argonz released that button, and returned to Purra's question.

      "Where was I, now? Right, yeah. The ship's A.I taught me how to fly. It's difficult, since she's supposed to need more than one person to fly, three to be exact. But still, I managed it. Anything else, or should I start asking my own questions?"

      You know, most people call me insane...
      That's what happens when I try to reason with people, they don't like it, and I eventually end up turning them to charcoal in the end...

      Why are you looking at me like that?

      Despite popular belief, I did not draw the avatar I'm using. I can't draw.

    • CJ: *jerk when Argonz spoke through the speaker and move arm suddenly, touching the steaming hot part of the engine moving it away in the same second producing a silent hissing sound but nothing else* Ugh. Yeah, sure thing... *speak not sure if he even hears her* I got what I needed anyway. *chuckle* My two minutes are almost up so I was in a hurry. *until the ship reaches the next destination, decide to investigate a bit more*

      Purra: *eyes widen with surprise and impression* Woooooow, you'rrre thrrre pilots worrrrty? *grin* I neverrr saw anything like that in the worrrkshop. *glittery eyes* You'rrrre awesome. I am prrroud to be a cat now. *think a bit then scratch his ear* Um...I can't think of any morrre questions "strrrangely" as CJ would say. *chuckle* So ask away captain, Purra at yourrr serrrvice.
      On the outside I may appear like an emotionless sarcastic piece of shit, but just like an onion, when you peel off more layers, you find the exact same thing every single time and you start crying.



      If the world didn't suck, we'd all fall off!

    • Huh. Thought he'd be more surprised by the "taught by A.I" part. Oh well.

      Argonz allowed himself a smile at the small cat's praise, but did not comment on it.
      "Well, I was going to ask your name at first, but now that's kinda pointless. So, instead, how about I ask the names of the mice? I'd ask them personally, but they seem preoccupied. Oh hey, we're almost there."

      The Felin executed a sequence of button presses, and soon the ship dropped out of hyperspace, orbiting above a planet which at first glance seemed appeared to be a copy of earth. It was where the growing mercenary group would find it's first meat-shield. [AKA: A Knight]
      Records say it's underdeveloped, though a percentage of the population uses some sort of symbology. Will have to leave behind the blasters. Armor should be fine if I deactivate the flashy stuff.

      The ship no longer requiring his attention, Argonz leaned back in his chair, putting his feet up on the control panel. He stared at Purra, expecting some kind of response to his previous question.

      You know, most people call me insane...
      That's what happens when I try to reason with people, they don't like it, and I eventually end up turning them to charcoal in the end...

      Why are you looking at me like that?

      Despite popular belief, I did not draw the avatar I'm using. I can't draw.

    • Taking the last slice out of the robot, Icy landed down on the hard rock putting the sword to his side and looking around the area. "Woo, that felt great!" The little one plopped on Icy's shoulder still had meat in hand. ""You still haven't eat that piece yet...?" It slowly shaked its head the meat jiggle when she did. "Well, alrighty then...now im bored..."

      Symmetry is Everything ~Death the Kid

    • Purra: *nod grinning back to Argonz* Well yes, as you know I am Purra and those thrrree arrre... *random squeaky noise, pause, random squeaky noise, pause and random squeaky noise* Heh prrretty stupid, don't you think? *think* Wait, that would be kinda difficult to rrrememberrr... *put on his translator and repeat the names* The lady's name is Xia orrr Xia, forrr shorrrt I... *scratch head* ...neverrr got that joke but it seems to be prrretty funny to herrr. I just call herrr the X-mouse cause of herrr X-ray vision yes. The biggest one is Ziv orrr the Z-mouse. He eats a lot! And he can make differrrence in materrials by just tasting them. And because he is big, he can carrrry morrre than otherrr mice. The last one doesn't speak so CJ gave him name we laterrrr trrranslated to theirrr language. *chuckle* He is Yahto, the Y-mouse and he's smell is nowherrre else to be found. So we got ourselves XYZ mice. Neat huh? *girn and try to mimic Argonz sitting pose, but eventually fall over unable to reach all the way with his feet* Darrrn. *climb up and sit on the "moron alert" button* Sorrrry bout that.

      CJ: *get into the control room* Right on time. That was... insane. A beast I tell ya. *eat candy* So, where are we?
      On the outside I may appear like an emotionless sarcastic piece of shit, but just like an onion, when you peel off more layers, you find the exact same thing every single time and you start crying.



      If the world didn't suck, we'd all fall off!

    • [Heads up, Oritigo. You're next on my list.]

      "And... They're not concerned at all with the fact that we're cats and they're, well, basically mice?"

      A quick "shut up" quieted the loud voice telling everyone that a moron was sitting on the controls as Argonz spun his chair around, chewing on a piece of gum (Watermelon flavored.) he'd gotten from from a currently unknown location.
      "This, my dear Engineer, is Sanen. A world of myth and legend, or at least magic; AKA symbology. It's where we're going to find a usefully useful meatshield. By the way, I'm sure Maku appreciates the compliment on her engines."

      You know, most people call me insane...
      That's what happens when I try to reason with people, they don't like it, and I eventually end up turning them to charcoal in the end...

      Why are you looking at me like that?

      Despite popular belief, I did not draw the avatar I'm using. I can't draw.

    • Purra: *nod* I assumed you might ask that. *chuckle* It is a prrroblem with otherrr cats... like me *pout* But since they joined us, they trrrust CJ's judgement. She said you'rrre ok, so they listen. If you'rrre good to them they will trrrust you fully soon enough. As forrr me, they now just like to get on my nerrrves, but they'rrre not affrrraid. *grin when CJ walked in* Boss is back! *mice jumped on CJ's shoulders*

      CJ: *chuckle snapping her fingers* Maku. I knew she has a name. Well she is off the charts I have to say. *think a bit* Sanen, Sanen...I heard that somewhere before...

      Purra: *roll eyes* Rrrreally, boss? We just happened to get an enorrrrmous amount of enerrrgy materriaal from it everrry week in "Aeterrrtech". But nothing much to be rrremembered.

      CJ: *stick tongue out to him and shove candy into his mouth* Aye, good boy. What would I do without you?

      Purra: *chew and speak with his mouth full giving her report on Tum* Prrrobably wrrrite sucky rrreporrrts?

      CJ: *raise eyebrow and take the paper putting it behind her belt* Might be, I suck at reporting, but don't press your luck kitty. *chuckle and refer to Argonz* Meatshield? Convenient. Can't wait to see how that works out.
      On the outside I may appear like an emotionless sarcastic piece of shit, but just like an onion, when you peel off more layers, you find the exact same thing every single time and you start crying.



      If the world didn't suck, we'd all fall off!

    • I look up into the sky, intending to partake in my calming pastime of cloud watching, when I see a small speck in the sky, out of place, as it was still moving.
      "That must be the mercenary group."
      I gather my weapons together and await their arrival.

    • "Alright, then!" Said Argonz, jumping out of his chair with an entirely unnecessary front-flip.
      He rushed over to the telepad, helmet going onto his head as the machine began warming up.
      "Ah! Almost forgot." He took away the guns at his side and set them on his chair. "Underdeveloped planet. You know how the UP3 goes. No guns, and no speaking to the natives unless you have to."

      "Anyway, who wants to come along?"

      You know, most people call me insane...
      That's what happens when I try to reason with people, they don't like it, and I eventually end up turning them to charcoal in the end...

      Why are you looking at me like that?

      Despite popular belief, I did not draw the avatar I'm using. I can't draw.

    • Ooc: Tum! Snap out of it mate D:

      CJ: *sigh* Awh, too bad. *take gun out referring to it* And we just met. *chuckle* My lips are sealed, cap.

      Purra: *raise hand* Oh! Can I come? *stomach growls* Uh...on second thought...any food arround herrre I could borrrrow beforrrre you come back?
      On the outside I may appear like an emotionless sarcastic piece of shit, but just like an onion, when you peel off more layers, you find the exact same thing every single time and you start crying.



      If the world didn't suck, we'd all fall off!

    • "Alright, if you insist. There's a floor panel in here that's not like the others, meaning that it's loose and can pop free with a little prying. I always keep a healthy stash of candy and food in there. I'm sure the mice know where it is."

      The Felin returned to the telepad.
      "Ready to go recruit a meat-shield, ma'am? Just say the word, and off we go."

      You know, most people call me insane...
      That's what happens when I try to reason with people, they don't like it, and I eventually end up turning them to charcoal in the end...

      Why are you looking at me like that?

      Despite popular belief, I did not draw the avatar I'm using. I can't draw.

    • Purra: *turn to mice* Rrrreally now? *raise eyebrow when mice started waving in defence* And what if I cut off yourrr cheese supply? *mice went one after another pointing to where the stash was* That's what I thought. *follow*

      CJ: *chuckle* Say goodbye to that stash cap. God have mercy on it's soul. *smile gently* Ma'am? Please. I ain't that old, am I now? *nod fixing the hat* Mechanic, girl or just CJ will do the trick cap. *cross arms smirking* Aye, off we go then. I thought you said we're in a hurry.
      On the outside I may appear like an emotionless sarcastic piece of shit, but just like an onion, when you peel off more layers, you find the exact same thing every single time and you start crying.



      If the world didn't suck, we'd all fall off!

    • Argonz only shrugged.
      "So? That's only one of them, and I can always make more of it. Ever heard of food synthesizers?"

      "Oh? Sorry 'bout that, just sounded a little more professional. Anyway, we're ready to go... Now!"
      Both the Felin and CJ disappeared, turning into blue particles that slowly dispersed.

      The next thing they knew, they were standing on a grassy field, with only a dirt road and the occasional tree to be seen.
      "Everything in one piece, still?" Argonz asked. "I'm assuming yes."

      You know, most people call me insane...
      That's what happens when I try to reason with people, they don't like it, and I eventually end up turning them to charcoal in the end...

      Why are you looking at me like that?

      Despite popular belief, I did not draw the avatar I'm using. I can't draw.

    • CJ: *chuckle* Aye, all there cap, and good to go. *look around* Hmmm, I would expect more from one of the biggest magic-based material producing planets. I might be wrong though. They're quite expensive as well. Gotta be something the spent all that money into. *turn to Argonz* You lead the way, cap.
      On the outside I may appear like an emotionless sarcastic piece of shit, but just like an onion, when you peel off more layers, you find the exact same thing every single time and you start crying.



      If the world didn't suck, we'd all fall off!

    • "Who says the people here were paid anything?" Said the mercenary, marching along the dirt path. "How do you pay people on an underdeveloped planet with currently no way of reaching outer space by themselves? Sure, you could do it with their own money, and without revealing your intentions, but who bothers with that anymore? Odds are, the stuff's either stolen, or simply taken without their notice. Not really my business either way, though."

      [And this will be the where Oritigo jumps in at any second.]

      You know, most people call me insane...
      That's what happens when I try to reason with people, they don't like it, and I eventually end up turning them to charcoal in the end...

      Why are you looking at me like that?

      Despite popular belief, I did not draw the avatar I'm using. I can't draw.