Life WithoUt S---b

[casualUcalegon]

((What the fUck does phantasmal mean? If it's anything like fantastic, Ur right on the societal cUrrency exchange Units with it.))

The boy attempts to politely bow while straddling a large fUrry creatUre. It does not go well. He knows his manners, at least, even if his fUtUre self tends to ignore them. "Honored, sir. If Ull take my name, I am Icrono. Icrono Cephei. This is Jackalopedad."

[bluesunnyday]

A teenager steps out of his house, clad in a white robe that covers up his (admittedly rather small) wings. Unfortunately, he's just woken up, so he quickly falls out of the cloud his home is perched in.

"FREAKING ANGEL HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMES!!!" The teen shouts as he falls. He then remembers that he HAS wings, which he quickly starts using. The miniscule wings flap quickly to keep the boy in the air, and he notices a troll and a human talking. He flies down to join the conversation.

"Oh, hello."

[cannonOverload]

((STATEMENT: THIS SHOULD BE INTERESTING.))

A MASSIVE MACHINE STANDS UPON A HILL, LOOKING TO THE UNIMAGINABLY DISTANT AND MASSIVE SPHERE OF HYDROGEN PLASMA IN THE SKY.

THE MACHINE IS 10 METERS TALL, COVERED IN DARK GREY, BATTLE SCARRED ARMOR PLATING. WITH 4 LEGS, ALL ATTACHED TO A CENTRAL HIP. THE TORSO IS THICK AND BLOCK, SLIGHTLY WIDER AT THE CHEST, AND HAS SEVERAL SENSORS, COVERED BY ARMOR, PROTRUDING FROM IT. THE HEAD IS LONG, WITH A SINGLE OPTICAL-RECEPTOR, AND HAS TWO POWERFUL ARMS, WITH LARGE SHOULDERS.

((basically this with guns captchalouged. konachan.net/image/78593f42288cd2677445a18cd422f778/Konachan.com%20-%20142148%20armored_core%20gun%20mecha%20weapon%20yatar0.jpg ))

THE MACHINE IS CURRENTLY ON SHORE LEAVE, FOR TWO MONTHS, AFTER A WEEK-LONG, HORRIFICALLY BLOODY BATTLE IN THE QION'TAL ASTEROID FIELD, AGAINST THE ALTERNIAN INVASION FLEET. THEY WERE VICTORIOUS, BUT NOT WITHOUT TERRIBLE LOSSES. OVER FIVE THOUSAND CONFIRMED DEAD OR DEACTIVATED, WITH ESTIMATED TOTAL LOSSES AT ABOUT TWO HUNDRED THOUSAND DEAD OR DEACTIVATED.

THE MACHINE'S DESIGNATION IS CO-7/64, COMMANDER OF THE ELITE LONG-RANGE COMBAT DIVISION.

HE HAS BEEN THINKING ABOUT A GREAT MANY THINGS, WHEN HIS AUDIO-RECEIVER'S READINGS START SPIKING.

VOICES.

EST. DISTANCE: 0.634 KILOMETERS.

CURIOUS, CO-7 ENGAGES HIS BOOSTERS TO "LOW", AND GLIDES ACROSS THE GROUND, FEET ONLY A FEW CENTIMETERS FROM THE GROUND, TOWARDS WHAT APPEARS TO BE A GROUP OF TWO HUMANS, , A BIPEDAL CANINE, A HUMANOID WITH WITH WINGS.

AND AN ADOLESCENT ALTERNIAN AND HIS LUSUS.

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
'WARNING: POSSIBLE ENEMY SPY DETECTED'

UN-CAPTCHALOUGING HIS BATTLE RIFLE, HE FIRED A SINGLE WARNING SHOT AT THE GROUND IN FRONT OF THE LUSUS AND IT'S RIDER.

"AUTHORITATIVE STATEMENT: DISMOUNT IMMEDIATLY, DROP YOUR WEAPON, PUT YOUR HANDS IN THE AIR. NO PSIONICS. YOU ARE NOW A PRISONER OF WAR, AND ARE TO BE TAKEN IN FOR QUESTIONING. ANY ATTEMPT TO RUN WILL BE MET WITH ONE WARNING SHOT, FURTHER ATTEMPTS TO FLEE WILL BE MET WITH LETHAL FORCE."
HE PAUSED FOR A FEW SECONDS, SO THE YOUNG ALTERNIAN COULD REALIZE WHAT WAS HAPPENING. THE RIFLE WAS STILL AIMED AT HIM.

"COOPERATE, AND WE WILL PROVIDE PROPER LIVING QUARTERS FOR YOU AND YOUR LUSUS, ALONG WITH FOOD, SUPPLIES, AND PROTECTION. YOU WILL NOT BE SEPARATED FROM YOUR LUSUS, EVEN DURING QUESTIONING. FURTHER GOOD BEHAVIOR WILL GRANT ACCESS TO AREAS OF THE BASE NOT UNDER RESTRICTIONS. WE DO NOT CONDONE TORTURE, AND PRISONERS ARE TREATED WELL."

CO-7 AWAITED A RESPONSE, KEEPING HIS RIFLE POINTED AT THE CHILD, LOWERING HIS AIM SLIGHTLY FOR THE WARNING SHOT.

(APOLOGETIC STATEMENT: SORRY, BUT THIS IS HOW I ACTED BEFORE SBURB. WE WERE ALSO AT WAR WITH ALTERNIA AT THE TIME. HAD YOU BEEN AN ADULT, I MIGHT HAVE JUST OUTRIGHT SHOT YOU. IT WAS NOT CONSIDERED RACIST, BUT NECESSARY, DUE TO THE WAR. I'M SIMPLY BEING TRUE TO THE PAST, AND AM NOT IN ANY WAY RACIST.)