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While Jackie spoke, Eiger looked around the floor of the container, picking through the little piles of junk. Finding her speaker, Eiger cleaned the two leads by pinching them between her mechanic fingers and pressed them into her throat. Initially the only sounds was a loud blast of static...

OOC: Guys, could we please use the OOC thread https://www.rpnation.com/threads/reach-for-the-stars-occ.297538/page-2 . There's enough comments in here that its difficult to read the story, and I think we're just making both hard to following a less fun to read. Does anyone disagree? @Daniel...

At some point, just post for him.

(keep going)

(( Tag them by name so the site bothers them )) {{ Also, we need an OOC thread @Jefferson }} The moment the pistol lowered Eiger sized Jackie in a bear hug, playing a celebratory tone. It was good to see her friend. Releasing the woman, Eiger bounced, clunkily on her toes. She was however a bit...

Eiger pondered the question for a moment. It was something of an interesting puzzle. If Eiger had a face it would beam. 'Don't move' Jackie had said. So that eliminated out any signalling with limbs. It was a reasonable that any lights or sound would not void this rule. While Eiger's active...

Eiger's head recoiled backwards as the barrel swung toward her. The protrusion had value, but not so much as that of a human. Instead, it was more of a camera post but that did little to change the intimidating effect of looking down a barrel. Eiger might be faster than the average citizen, but...

N21 was a simple creation. Nothing that could be called thought passed through its electronic mind as N21 deposited the last crate of the shipment into the storage shed. As the lone metallic figure walked to the locker that it might have called home, nothing of note ran through its processor. It...

On that note, I'm a little confused about what this thread is. Was it going to be the main RP thread before you made a hosted project?

So, after the initial surgery were the subjects just set free or does the company track them or keep tabs somehow?

@java I lost the OOC threads url, but... are we going to call this?   @Houndstooth @xxlifexx

Roman stood in place, trying to figure out what to do with himself after having watched the captain leap from the side of the ship. At least he was hired, but he had expected some instruction or maybe a tour of the vessel. He was only roused from this state by the thwack of forehead on lumber...

Vi wriggled and tugged at her pajamas. She could not stand the feeling of her legs being trapped in the cotton tubes. The whole experience was made worse again by the sweltering room. She had run from the car to the hotel, arms wrapped around her to ward off the biting cold air but the moment...

Roman stood up, pulling his collar back up to his chin. He offered a disheartened look to the space by his side that his violin had occupied moments ago. The man, Gerald presumably, was muttering on the ground. Roman bent down, grabbing the man under the arm and pulling him to his feet...

 As Roman walked the peer, doing his best to quash the telltale bob of augmented legs while his heart preferred to climb in his chest. This was a mistake. He could see the ship from afar. A runner. Arguably of light build with a sharp frame for cutting the air like a knife. The kind of ship...

Have you got a plot in mind? I'm intrigued but I'm not sure what I'd do.

Arthur Redbridge, The Promis Woods Arthur blinked his eyes open to harsh glow of flurescent lights. Everything was white, from the walls to the bed he was lying in. He was back inside the hospital. "Uh... Hello?" He called out, to noone in particular. A woman appeared at his side. "Good...

The room bustled with activity. The swing of a pair of doors revealed doctors and nurses walking hurriedly through the halls. Figures sat lining the walls, shuffling uncomfortably on their hard plastic seats. Everywhere there was movement and sound. Everywhere but one seat. Arthur was...

Noma peered into the darkness at the source of the captain's voice. "Are we at war? You must be one of the only ships within a day of Terra that not under that field." Noma walked her meat-shield forward a little, being weary not to pass the second man, still on his knees. She could just make...

{Little warning here. Mild graphic description of burning to death} "Do you know what it feels like to be on fire?" Noma whispered to the guards. "I do. First your blood boils under your skin." She kicked one of the guards down on his knees and clearly pointed the rifle at him. Thirty...