Galaxy's Edge Space Bar (archive)

[Shenmue654]

((Note: For some reason in my head Keshin is "he" and his host Joanne is "she," despite the fact that they share the same female body. And yes, the Andalite keel you dead! XD ))

Keshin blinks and notices the worried Andalite in the middle of the Bar. He knows that there are a number of regular Andalite visitors to this place, but this guy doesn't look like anyone they know.

<Should we go up and talk to 'im, Kess? >

<Maybe, but only you. You're a little disarming as people go. Although you never know with new visitors to this piece of crap. Might as well find out one way or another.>

Joanne therefore walks up to the new Andalite face and grins. "Hiya! Name's Joanne. Welcome to the Bar. I jus' got here too. You look kinda worried or somethin'. This is a great place to have a drink, although you'll probably be wantin' ta talk to the local furry regulars. They seem to be right over there." Joanne  points helpfully in the direction of Ossanlin and Aliciana.

[Chad32]

Claxter was startled out of his inner thoughts by a Humn. <My name is Claxter. I have a personal problem that needs attending to, but the problem also prevents me from returning to fix it. I do notice there are other andalites in the room, but I actually came here hoping to be at some distance form Andalites or Yeerks for a bit. what are Humans doing way out here anyway? I thought they didn't have adequate space travel.>

As he thought about that, he remembered reports of Earth being an invasion spot for Yeerks. This person and the other Human may also be Yeerks, but then what Yeerk would want to friendly introduce themselves to an Andalite?

[Myitt]

((Haha you guys crack me up. XD))

"Yeah, mate, reckon I've got a death wish or something?" Corliss replies lowly to Alic and Ossanlin, glancing over at the newcomer Andalite. 

He sets his burger down and wipes his hands.  "'ey.  I'm Mike, what's your name?" he says politely in English, addressing the new Andalite and hoping his translators are quick to catch on.  It's then that he nearly chokes on what bit of burger is left in his throat. 

<Oh, Jesus, it's that bounty hunter Myitt's always on about.  Keshin and Joanne.>  Corliss swallows, clearing his throat.

<Static Shock,> Mike adds dully. 

He waves a little.  "Hello, you."  Corliss glances nonchalantly at Ossanlin and Alic, raising his eyebrows.  These two were trouble in one quick and deadly package.

[Gaz]

Morgan is still sitting in his spot. Taking advantage of the quiet, he takes out his communicator.

"How are things on the ship?" he asks.

"Every thing's fine," came the reply.

"Just checking," Morgan said before going back to his rum.

[Chad32]

The other Human spoke as well, in his native tongue. after a few seconds, his chip translated the words. <I am Claxter. It is nice to meet you, I suppose. Are you aquainted with Joanne?> He asked, though just because they were Human didn't mean they knew each other. However, Mike did react when he saw Joanne. His throat convulged on the food he had placed his his mouth.

[Myitt]

"Nice to meet you Claxter.  Yeah, Joanne and I have met," says Corliss, smirking at Joanne/Kess. 

[Breekan1]

((Hmmm. I'm working on an idea for a back-up character to use in here while Breekan's away. I'll have to see if I'm willing to commit to bringing a whole new guy/gal in.))

[Terenia]

((Freaking twice now I wrote a post introducing a new character and it got deleted....grrr.... .anyhow, here's my somewhat shortened introduction post for my new character. No clue what's going on in the bar, but I'm sure I'll figure it out...))

A lone Bug Fighter exits Zero Space in the general vicinity of the planetoid that housed the space bar. The single occupant of the ship, a young Andalite female by all appearances, is looking at the controls in utter befuddlement.

<Computer, why did we exit Z-Space?> The older fighter takes a minute to answer, and when it does it is not through a spoken message but a series of written diagrams that appear on the holoscreen. The fighter’s occupant obviously is unhappy with what she sees.

<What do you mean we’re out of fuel!> She cries, <We had enough to last a week and it’s only been one day!> Snorting with frustration, she orders the computer to search for the nearest planet with life forms. Immediately she gets a response, indicating that the mass nearby is life-sustainable and has several sentient beings on it.

<Well that’s oddly convenient.> The occupant says suspiciously, though with low fuel and no other nearby planets she has few choices. She will have to land and hope that she can find someone who has fuel fit for a Bug Fighter. <Oh yeah, real likely. That’ll be a walk in the park.> Rolling her stalk eyes at her own sarcasm, she orders the computer to land the ship.

[Alic]

Alic shifted glances between Corliss and Joanne, wondering what kind of trouble was going to start now. Never a dull day at the Space Bar... She knew she had better keep an eye on this Joanne person. If a human was here, they were most likely controllers. Especially seeing as humans didn't have the technology for space travel to get them past their moon.
Just when she was thinking a drink sounded nice.

[Myitt]

((Yay Jessi's back! ))

[Darth Revan]

((Yay! The Demon can finally die!! Thanks for being a good sport Zombie. ))

(Hound)

The hound began to yelp louder as a foreign object was thrust into its skull. When it felt the force pinning it down release, it attempted to escape. Just then it was covered in fire over and over. The flames licked at every bullet hole, every puncture wound and increased the pain a hundred fold. It seemed the blood from the human earlier was wearing off. The hound then noticed a high pitched tone increasing in pitch from inside its head. When the flying target stopped its attack, it knew what would happen next.

(Parker)

As he in the middle of his mid-air backflip, a blinding bluish-purple light flooded his vision as the plasma grenade exploded the hound into pieces. The resulting shockwave depleated his shields and propelled him further into the air. As he started to fall, he saw the remains almost hang in mid air as the vacuum from the hound's death began to suck the pieces in. Before he landed on the Bar's roof, he saw only a dark red spot where the hound had once been, and he also noticed Zoshonel taking a rather ungraceful landing behind the bar.

As he hit the roof, he crouched as he landed to decrease the force placed upon the roof, but unfortunately he was too heavy for the roof. His legs buckled and his ass pierced the roof first, sending him backwards into the bar. He lands surrounded and buried by debris right on top of Morgan's table. All that can be seen is Parker's gloved hand reach slightly upward to remove the debris before it collapses.

(Drak'Shal)

With the continual blood loss, the Bloodthirster became weakened. With the sight of his last hound incenerated, he began to lose morale; and his grip on his axe 'laxed. As the vampire shouted "Why. Won't. You. Die!?", the axe fell and the vampire's mace crushed into its skull. With one final roar of frustration and pain, the Daemon lunged once more with his sword at the vampire's "heart" hoping to take it down with it. He began to feel the pull of the Warp's vacuum. He put all of his strength in keeping the vampire close as the vacuum pulled him in.

((The vacuum effect should be huge, this would be a good way of getting rid of your vamp character without having to explain much. If that's your plan.

Zombie, if you have any issues at all let me know.))

[Chad32]

(Yes it will.)

Finally the beast fell in battle. Seeing that no lifeform was around, the Vampire allowed the sword to strike his chest. "My work is done..." He said as he commited suicide and his body was sucked into the void. If his master wished it, he would indeed live again.

[Gaz]

Morgan jerked as a body fell on top of the table he was sitting at.

When the person didn't get up right away he pulled out his communicator.

"Doc?" he said. "You busy?"

At the time, Asda was prepping instruments for the surgery to attach the jedi's robotic prosthetic.

"Why do you ask?" she replied.

"Someone just fell through the roof onto my table," Morgan said. "He's not getting up."

"I'll be right there, Captain!" Asda exclaimed as she grabbed her bag.

To her assistant she said, "Finish preparations."

To the jedi, Asda said, "My assistant is going to get you ready and will explain what needs to be done. Hopefully this won't take long."

Asda rushed out of the ship and into the bar. The doctor was tall, around 6 feet, had black hair that she kept up in a bun, a tan complexion, and eyes with no whites that were pure black, they were also slightly larger than a human's. Her most distinctive feature was that she had four functioning arms. The second set was positioned a few inches underneath the first.

She put her bag down and started examining the person.

"It's hard to tell initially," Asda said.

[Chad32]

(Hmm. I didn't know Parker was going to fall through the roof. I already had Zoshonel enter the bar a couple of minutes after the explosion. I know Zoshonel should be concerned, but I don't know how to write it. I'll just skip to him trying to dig Parker out.)

"Parker!" Zoshonel yelled, and threw some of the debri off of him. Hopefully he wasn't too injured, since he was in a full suit of armor. Zoshonel ignored the muscle soreness and dragged everything off of his friend. "Hey. You ok in there?"

[Shenmue654]

Joanne paces lightly about the Bar, her hand briefly reaching for her Dracon when she spots the very wanted Corliss but then stopping and sighing a bit.

<He's got too many friends in this place, and we're not on call to kill 'im. Although, this is Myitt's usual haunt. What in 'ell is he doin' here alone?>

<Who knows, Joanne? Maybe he just wanted a drink. God knows I'd get one with that kind of job.>

<And our job isn' bad?>

<I saved you from your own suicidal alcoholism once. We're not doing that again.>

Joanne then nods to Claxter. "Yeah, I know' im. He's sort of a friend of a friend. 'Cept without the actual friendship part."