Gunstar Mercenaries (Absolutely Everything)

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    • OOC: I've been putting this off for a while now because reasons.
      But, I might as well keep this going while I can.

      IC: Argonz stared at the "moogle", right eye twitching.
      "Oh, come on!" He said suddenly. "I'm here, standing in the most awkward of poses, and you decide NOT to fight?!"

      Grumbling, the Felin holstered his guns, and once more began punching numbers into a keypad at his wrist. He looked up, saw the little... Thing... on the guy's head, shrugged, and continued on with activating the teleporter.

      The entire group, including the little thing with the "moogle", glowed blue for half a second, and suddenly vanished, reappearing back on the main bridge of the Osprey.
      "If you're gonna lose your lunch, the bin's right there." Said Argonz, pointing over to what looked like a garbage can.

      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: Let's add a cold person to this crew, but a bit childish. This will work out I think.

      Meanwhile, at the Osprey:
      I need to be on my guard. Those mercenaries could come back any time soon. A dark figurine swifts through the vault, entering the ship. The figure pulls a small piece of paper out of his pocket. A pair of blasters. Plasma. Can be dialed. Black. Form: round storage. Sturdy casing. Prime suspect: Tristam, Argonz. Captain. Quarters located at.. He puts the paper back in his pocket. The one who wants these must be rich. Paper is expensive these days. A few seconds later, he found the quarters. Time to put my key to work. Now, where is the wiring... He opens the casing where the wiring of the lock is located. Alright matey. Do your job. he whispers to the small item. A zap later, the door opens miraculously. The figure gets his key and disappears in the captain's quarters, closing the door behind him. Hmm, what's this. An interview paper? Seems like they are hiring. He continues to read the leaflet. Well well. Look at that. A cut of the money the guild gets from their pay. Interesting. He keeps on reading, throwing the small paper with his non-important job away. Hiding spot, hitting bad guys, seems okay. He looks at the accepted applications. These are the names of those who are in this ship, except the captain. "CJ, Tum, IcyKupo, Launtos." All apprentices. He laughs a bit. Oh dear. Some look really funny. His head turns to the papers with "rejected' on them. Hmm, none of my business. What, someone who can eat an entire space ship? Damn that's gross. After he hears the sound of the teleporter, he grins. Well this is going to be a trip of the captain's life. He sits behind the desk, and introduces himself when the captain opens the door to his quarters.

      "Good evening Captain."
      Basic Appearance: "Hello."
      Gender: "I'm a male."
      Name: "People call me Mystery. It's the code-name I've had for my personal dossier."
      Universe/world/galaxy: "I don't come from a specific place. People said I was a test subject, created by the smartest minds in the universe. So I guess I'm 'born' in the Core, the middle of the Universe, where those scientists do experiments on people."
      Race: "My appearance may be human, but I'm a big puzzle of DNA. All of my 23 pairs of DNA are form a different race."
      Race Perks: "Those different pieces of DNA give me non-human abilities. I can have astonishing amounts of damage. Due some mutations I ended up with the ability to switch appearance."
      Equipment/items: "Oh, now you're just asking for some fun. My revolvers are two silenced shooters. Brilliant for medium distances. On my back you see my sniper rifle. I can shoot in the long distances with that. Not just meters, in kilometers. This here is my signature killer." He puts it on the table. "My famous piece. The internet cable. I strangle my opponents quick, silent and without leaving tracks." He rumbles around in his pocket. A knife, a weird key and a USB-stick pop out. "The knife is self-explanatory. The key is something that fits on all locks in the universe. How weird they are... Even technological locks can't seem to block it. Then, this USB stick. It's created with the unknown Quantum Technology.Lost because it was too dangerous for every living species. I stole this, with the entire research of this technology form the Lab. Also handy for storing information: the amount of data it can take is as big as the whole Internet. It's one of the most powerful items in the universe. And it's exactly what scientists want."
      Personality: "I'm like ice. Nothing hurts me verbal, until you get to know me. If I need to describe myself in one word, I think it should be 'silent' or, as people often call me, 'mystery'. Nobody can say how I'm like, because I don't have any friends. That's one of the main reasons I stopped here." He sighs. "Yeah. I may seem as ice. But because of my past... I don't have any other way I should act."
      Ability: "I can change appearance at will. I also have some other... Tricks."
      Skills: "Being in a test center where you get trained to be an end to all life that offends science is something. I am an expertly trained person in the human martial arts, know tricks form other races, and have one hundred percent control over my whole body. Control. That's my most important word."
      History: "It's a long story and I don't want to talk about it. Too much pain."
      Theme: "Here, have a taste of this." He opens the USB stick and some musicstarts to play. "If you don't like that, maybe you want to hear some music I heard someone singing about me." He clicks on the USB stick and some other musicstarts playing.

      "Oh yeah. Nice piece of armor. I've heard I get bonus points when I guess from which galaxy it is? It's Mandalorian."


      OOC: Phew. That was quite the type.

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    • OOC: Time for a revival. Also, you guys can change themes whenever you feel like it.

      IC: "As much as I appreciate the information, you're talking to the wrong person, buddy. How did you even get on board anyway?"
      Unfortunately for Mystery, it wasn't the captain who had walked into his quarters, but rather a female android, pointing a hilariously over-sized gun at him.

      Somehow holding up the painfully large "I want them dead now" gun with one hand, she reached a hand behind her "ear", a clicking sound being heard as she activated... Something.
      "Gunstar, you've got an uninvited guest in your room. Orders?"

      --------------------

      Shaking off a bit of blue dust, Argonz suddenly received a message via communicator.
      Taking the device off his belt, he spoke into it.

      "What kind of guest? Hostile?"

      "No, sir, not from what I can tell. He looks human, but claims to have DNA from 23 races. He also guessed your armor's origin."

      Oh god The mercenary thought. it better not be one of those sues again. The first one was bad enough...
      "Well, whoop-de-doo, give him a cookie. But seriously, why's he here?"

      "I think he wants to join us. Told me everything 'bout himself the minute I walked in."
      "Tell him to write it down like everyone else. Keep alert."

      --------------------

      The android nodded, then shut off her communicator.
      "You heard the man. Cookie jar's on your right, and I'm sure you know where the application forms are."

      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.

    • When in the ship, Icy took a seat down on the ground as the little one flopped off his head and sniffed the air. "Whats up? Smell something good?" It flew around the room sniffing everything in-sight, the smell of something sweet was what she smelled. It turned to Icy and flew over to pointing to her nose, then mouth and then pointing to the room it was in. "Are you hungry? Well, he may have something around here you can eat..."

      Icy turned to the knight

      "Nice to meet you, my names Icy, lived in a nightmare since day 1..."

      EDIT: So many grammar errors oh dear

      Symmetry is Everything ~Death the Kid

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    • Mystery picked a pen, and started writing. Android. Half robot, half human. Incredibly stong firewall. Has a will of his own: not confirmed. Seems bound to the ship. he thinks. Escape failiure: 99%. Unable to react in this condition. Seens like I'm stuck here for a while. After he's done, he pust his pen down and leans back in the captain's chair. He glares at the android, it seems he didn't expect her. Then he looks at the cookie jar. Analysis. Choclate. Yeah, seems ok. Not poisoned. Mystery gniffles. "Probably with catnip in it..." A small *poof* later, the female android found herself not looking at a human anymore, but a cheeky, white and black Felin. His bright smile has something childish. He gets a cookie, leans back and eats it. His purple eyes look at the android, waiting for her to say something.

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    • "Oh. You want it?" Mystery asks to the little fella. He grins, then breaks the cookie in half and gives it. He ate his own piece himself, then looks at Icy. He stood up, with his tail swishing back and forth. Then he extended a hand. "Hey there, I'm Mystery. He grins at him with a big smile. Although he perfectly knew who everyone was, he still asked what his name was.

    • "You know that a teleporter can receive and send information about the person who uses it? When I know the location of the teleporter I can just coordinate the precise location of it, hack the firewall and use it." Mystery responses. "Yeah, being around in a scientific lab has its perks." He looks at the little creature who seems to enjoy the cookie. "Is she yours? Or whose is it anyway?"

    • The android scoffed. "Catnip? Please. Gunstar isn't just some mangy feline."

      Judging the shifter to be of no threat, the android put her gun down, leaning it up against the wall.
      She narrowed her eyes, glaring as the man turned into an anthropomorphic cat.

      "You said your name was Mystery, correct? You may call me..."
      She paused for a brief second.
      "Maku. It's what I was called before gunstar found me, and it's the name he still calls me by."

      But when Mystery mentioned hacking, however...
      "That was you?!"

      Oddly enough, the android, Maku's face seemed to be darkening.
      "You little...!"

      "What's up? Where's the new guy?"
      Said a familiar voice as a familiar Felin popped into the room, causing the android to jump.

      "Sir! Right there!"

      "I see..." Said Argonz, inspecting the stranger closely.
      Without warning, he snatched away the application Mystery had written down with frightening speed, eyes moving rapidly as he read through it.

      "Name's iffy, but all else is good. I'm renaming you, though."
      Displaying the same ninja-like speed, the mercenary had grabbed a stamp.

      Rather than simply stamp the application with an "approved" sign, however, he got an odd smile on his face. And then, without warning, did exactly that, only to Mystery's forehead rather than the paper, leaving behind the word "accepted" on his head in green lettering.

      "Welcome aboard, Enigma."

      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: I'm getting sick of using italics. Whatevs, I just go ahead and don't use 'em anymore.

      "Aw [BEEP], seriously?" He tries to remove the green stamp by rubbing it, but fails to. "Egh. Great, it sticks to fur." A small *poof* fills the room, and Mystery was a human again. However, the green stamp was still visible. He tries to rub it off again, and finally manages to get it off. "Hmpf. You can call me Enigma if you want to. Better than a stupid subject number." he exclaims. He looks at the mercenary. "Alrighty then. Where do I start? And what do you want me to do?"

    • "There are, of course, other planets with even less technology. But what can I say about that, I've been busy with technology my entire life." Enigma says to Launtos. Then, he turns to the female android. "Pfft. I've seen stronger firewalls than this one. Hacking it was easy. I'm one out of three Operators, I'm supposed to know what to do with a computer I think." He gives Maku a childish smile.