Gunstar Mercenaries (Absolutely Everything)

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    • "Oh?" Was the noise made as Tristam noticed a human in his path. "That would be my name. But who, may I ask, are... No, wait, don't answer that."
      He pulled out a small clipboard, three pages written in indecipherable script being visible.

      "Page one... Post... Six... Ah-hah! Launtos, isn't it?!" The clipboard disappeared to who knows where. "How convenient! We've been looking for you!"

      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: *nod to Argonz* I suppose. I don't really got much to do with the economics of a place I get my stuff from actually. I just pay and that's a bout it. But it is quite sad really. The have a lot to offer. *raise head to look at the newcomer after Argonz identified him* Well, Your "meat-shield" man suppose. *chuckle* Good thing we didn't have to go far to find the guy. *eat a piece of candy*
      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!

    • "Yes, we should probably leave. I don't like plothole hell that much, though I think I'm only delaying the inevitable. Now give me a second, and I'll explain my offer on the ship."
      The gunstar mercenary punched in a few numbers on his wrist computer nobody ever gets to see, and the three vanished in a puff of blue dust.

      They reappeared seconds later back on the ship, in the main bridge.
      "Oi!" Argonz called out to the "animals" he'd left there earlier. "You lot finish the bag, yet?"

      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.

    • X mouse: *carry a bunch of candies, and seeing them came back, swallow them all at once opening her mouth unbelievably wide and grin with her mouth full*

      Y mouse: *run around, chewing gum bubble blocking his sight*

      Z mouse: *poke Purra*

      Purra: *mumble with his face into the stash* What?

      Z mouse: *squeak out something and move away acting all nice*

      Purra: *hit head on the shelf and get out holding what is left of stash grinning to Argonz* Oh yeah! Good thing tough, you got morrre rrroom in no time. *glare at the new guy before waving with his free hand* Hey therrre.
      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!

    • CJ: *chuckle* Whops, there goes the lunch. *to Argonz* Looks like you're going to have another pair of hands in your stash as soon as he gets hungry. *laugh*
      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. "Happens to everyone the first time. When you're done emptying your stomach, go sit down somewhere, and don't touch anything. And make sure to empty that can out later."

      He then turned to the guilty mice and cat.
      "And you four need to work on your poker faces. No need to look so guilty, though, I can always make and/or buy more easily."

      And then, finally, to the control panel.
      "What was that last one...? Ah, right, Mynaty!"
      The mercenary busied himself with locking on to the saved co-ordinates and having the Osprey go into warp speed.

      Within a few seconds, the Osprey was off, once more traveling a few times faster than the speed of light.
      "You guys have any questions I haven't answered yet?"

      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.

      The post was edited 2 times, last by stryder221 ().

    • OOC: I like this roleplay and im not letting it die

      IC: Icy laid down on the rock he sat on as the sun slowly started to set while he yawned. He looked to the little one who was napping next to his arm the blue flame settling down. "Dont worry..." He said patting its head softly. "They'll be here soon, I hope..." He said until he finally fell asleep. the sounds of the night was soothing to his ears.

      Symmetry is Everything ~Death the Kid

    • The instant Tum approached a doorway, it slammed shut.
      "ACCESS DENIED. BITCH." Said the female voice of the ship's computer.

      Argonz only sighed.
      "Take this, just shove your stuff in there." He said, handing over a small datapad to Launtos. "Don't ask questions, just do it. It'll work."

      The mercenary then turned to face a camera in the corner of the room.
      "Maku! What have I told you about being nice to our guests?"

      ...

      The door that had closed on Tum slowly opened.
      "That's better."

      The Felin walked over to the main control panel, scanning through it.
      "We're almost to our destination." He stated.

      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.

      The post was edited 1 time, last by stryder221 ().

    • I remove my armor quickly and put it in the datapad hesitantly, surprised to see it vanish.
      "I guess this is what you call technology?"
      I removed my helmet and opened my eyes as my hair fell down, flowing freely.
      "Ah, much better."
      Now that the armor was removed, one could see that I wore a black shirt and pants, obviously unrestrictive, but capable of taking the rigors that would be exerted on it.
      No stench was there, as wearing the armor for so long made me effectively not sweat while wearing it.

    • Purra: *approach Launtos with mice* Guys? Arrrre you thinking what I'm thinking? *mice nodded wiggling their noses* Alrrright... *shout* Scanning time! *mice scattered around Launtos tarting out whit the same "boop" sound* Yes, yes that is good... *write down*

      CJ: *chuckle on ship's reaction* Man, I like this flying baby already. *sigh and rub head referring to Lantos* I apologise. They're just...them. *turn to Argonz* So, who's next on your list?
      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!

    • "Yes, that's technology for you. Or, more specifically, hammerspace. AKA: Infinite space to store oversized junk."

      "And what's next on the list, my dear engineer, is the last on my list. Mynaty."
      Right on cue, the Osprey had reached it's destination, exiting out of hyperspace.
      "A world of endless possibilities. Like a dream fantasy, if you will. You know, without the dream and there's actually chaos and destruction everywhere to be seen. Nothing to be worried about!"

      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.

    • I noticed the mice scurrying around me.
      "What in the Hells?"
      I kicked at them reflexively, my legs moving faster than should have been possible due to having adjusted to carrying the heavy armor at a sprint, slamming one and shooting it into a nearby wall.
      "Get off of me, rodents!"

    • Argonz gave a (slightly exaggerated) gasp of horror upon seeing the mice being shot into the wall.
      Quick as a flash, the mercenary tackled into Launtos, bringing them both down to the floor before he did any more harm.
      And to add insult to injury, he was literally sitting on his back to pin him down.

      "They're sentient, dammit! I won't have you harming anyone on MY ship!"
      "How could you. You heartless monster." Added "Maku", in a completely monotone voice.

      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.