PaladinIt was the day of Choosing. Banners snapped above the walls of the great palace, as the Emperor sat on his throne, an smile on his face as he watched his son be guided away by the priests to the Choosing Ceremony. Soon, his boy would be chosen by one of the Gods. Perhaps by Bloody War, to slay the Empire's enemies, or Righteous Moon, to hunt the cowardly or criminal, or by Blue Sea, to burn the pirate vessels that haunted the ocean and dared to steal from the Empire's coffers.Paladin by Sir-Talen
Soon. Soon his boy would be a man, to take his proper place as Heir. To wear his grandfather's golden war armor, ready to raise his sword and bring the vermin that snapped at the Empire's heels to their knees.
An hour passed. Then two. Then three. The Emperor sat on his throne, his frown deepening, not daring to move, not showing any sign of weakness by demanding a report of how the Choosing progressed. His own Choosing had taken but a quarter hour, but he had been set and sure on his path. His son, the Gods be p
FYS: The Visitor, Part ThirteenAhn blinked, looking around the new chamber. It appeared to be an office she guessed, judging from the desk. The walls were panels covered in gray cloth, pictures pinned to them, some alien landscapes, some of cities built in strange architectural styles, some of small aliens she guessed were children. A display screen directly in front of her showed what must have been an exterior camera view from the Explorer looking at the Great Hope's bulk. Her people's ship looked battered, a pair of great, gaping holes at least fifty kilometers across puncturing the port side, from some ancient collision that had damaged the ship, killing a quarter of her people. She wondered if that was a strange sort of mercy, given their current state.FYS: The Visitor, Part Thirteen by Sir-Talen
She flexed the hands of the robot body that had been built for her, looked at the tall alien standing in front of her, and said the first thing that came out of her mouth.
"You're the ugliest thing I've ever seen," Ahn said.
The alien's lips curled
FYS: Meanwhile, Back on the Ring“Mmm, Master,” Anna purred, wrapping her arms around the Great and Powerful Khan's stomach, as he looked out over patio, to the grand view of the Ocean of Isles. For the past year and a half the scenario they'd been playing had been “Pirates and Princesses,” with her as the captive princess, and Khan (naturally) as the pirate. Better, not all the opponents his fleet had been hunting had been merely morph extras conjured up for her amusement. Several ships of the Fleet of the Isles had been manned by mixed human and morph crews, participating in a LARP of grand proportions. Some of the captives from those ships had even become part of Khan's sub-harems, at least temporarily.FYS: Meanwhile, Back on the Ring by Sir-Talen
“Anna,” he murmured, the rumble of his voice making her body shiver, as she pressed it against his broad, sun warmed back. “We may need to shut this down soon.”
Anna blinked, slipping around in front of Khan, staring up into his eyes. He looked pensive, an expression s
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Terinu.... VS..... Raaaaaaaaaaaanu, BEGIN!
"they nick-named me Mouse, but it's not cause I'm small,
I can live in cold space, without a suite on at all,
call yourself a thief? well that's a frellin' big deal!
I've raided whole shuttles, crushed whole crews with my heel!
don't think your little stick, could do me any harm,
I'll blast ya with bion, and sear off your arm!
all you do is starve and get chased by guards,
I make black market deals and toss knives at lame bards,
and don't think a minute of your life is that rough,
I'll bet you'd die in seconds on a pirate ship's stuff,
so mystery and legend is what your story foretold?
yawn, sorry kid, but that gimmick's just frellin' old."
"hey Space Rat, what's that noise I just heard?
it sounded like a slave, spitting out phony words,
at least I'm not chained, by genetics or race,
you're either controlled by a Master, or getting lashed in the face,
you claim to shoot ray-be
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