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| Trellocks | Mar 3 2014, 02:57 AM Post #1 |
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Name: Civilization of the Uncivilized Description: You’ve discovered the location of Sector 10, the only large group of creatures on Dark Star that doesn’t immediately want to kill you. This prison has been shut down for months ever since their supply line was cut off and the prisoners were needed as extra muscle to hunt and defend the place. The guards and prisoners are now living together as brothers in arms and the station is used as a bunker against monster attacks. Everything was going fine . . . Until somebody ended up dead in the kitchen. The prisoners and guards are each blaming the other side; it’s up to you to end the dispute before your only safe bastion on Dark Star turns into a blood bath. Requirement(s): N/A Reward(s): Wayfinder Time: 1 Days // 800 WPD(-400 wpd) (400 words) The air was cold as Trellocks landed on Dark Star. His allies were here, and he had much information to gain. Trellocks levitated slowly up the twisting crystal spire. He passed the layer of grey smog as he reached the Emperor's balcony. Contained within a force field, was a beautiul crystal balcony. There, Dragos sat with an empty chair beside him. Trellocks sat down next to Dragos, and pulled in his chair closer to address Dragos. The Camera crew was forced to leave for the secret meeting. "Dragos, what news do you have of the current situation. Things are pretty grim on Earth." "There is a dragon ball here on Dark Star. Our scouts saw it fall a few days ago. We have to be the first ones there." "What is our course of action?" "You must locate a Dragon Ball Radar, and find the Black Star Dragon Ball here on Dark Star. It's the only way to ensure that they don't fall into the wrong hands. These are weapons of mass destruction we are talking about here, and Earth is on a timer. I'm not sure we can save Earth, but we can prevent further destruction at the least." "Leave it to me to find a Dragon radar in this dump. I'l need a wayfinder." "There's one down in sector 10 prison. You'll have to get through the pulse field though. I'm afraid ship ravel will only get you so far. Take this care package to them, and I'll instruct them to hand you a wayfinder on your way out." Trellocks nodded then left. His camera crews greeted him immediately. "Where are we going?" "Sector 10." "Alright, roll out, let's head to sector 10." The crew crammed into the enchanted ship as it zoomed towards the pulse field. There was a bright green aurora cast over the sky. An Omen, good or bad? Only time would tell. The ship traveled smoothly to the edge of the pulse field. The purple cyclone of energy resonated, no ships could go in or out, they only crash. The Crew followed trellocks out of the ship and through the barrier. The camera's flickered, and the horrors were barely caught on film. Beasts blinked in and out of existence, murdering one of the sound guys, impaling him on a bone spike. Trellocks began fighting the beasts, but ultimately the crew of ten became a crew of seven. "It's Okay folks, you guys got a hefty life insurance policy for the filming of this show. Let's roll out." The group headed to the sector 10 prison, and traded teh care package for the wayfinder Trellocks needed. |
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