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Re: Memoirs of a RAFian
« Reply #600 on: July 07, 2012, 07:56:13 PM »
Perhaps, Parker, but I, opposed Malice, is predisposed to be sympathetic than indifferent.

Disclaimer: Shortish chapter.

CHAPTER THIRTEEN:
Let's Get Dangerous*

Noelle walked slowly and studiously down her corridor.  One of the benefits of being an Andalite, short of the morphing tech and the tail-blades, is being able to see in all directions.  No known Realm Walker possesses this ability, although Cloak's Earthsight is similar, but ineffective against anything in the air.  Noelle has actually seen him try to Airsight -- seeing by feeling air.  Naturally, he's made as much progress as he has with Metalsight.

Anyway, Noelle had her Shredder out, but she hadn't faced anything yet.  This struck her as being quite ominous.  There should have been the creatures the others described.  She hadn't had to fire her Shredder once or whip her tail a single time.  The anticipation, the horrid anticipation of danger was starting to creep on her.  She still carefully proceeded further down the corridor.

Was her or were the clip-clops of her hooves unbearably loud?  Surely that would have given her away by now. . . . But, yet, the corridor remained deserted.  According to what she ascertained from Blaze, the Mark prevented them from implanting those embryonic eggs in them.  It was a comforting thought until you realize that the Mark didn't prevent them from killing you outright.  So, Noelle had cause to be a little nervous and tad bit jumpy.

Suddenly, the corridor opened up into a vastness full of Firstborn, Firstborn eggs, and a monstrous beast which could only be the Xenomorphic Brood Queen.  She was primarily a brownish-black with some hints of red, with brillant gold highlights on the sharp edges of her exoskeleton and around the joints.  The Firstborn were attending her, while sending out more of the soldier-impregnators -- which must have been the ones that the others had encountered.  Although, the Firstborn looked like the facehugger things that Parker had described.

Noelle's first instinct was to hide, to morph something invisible to these monsters before they caught on to her presence.  She'd have to lose her Shredder, she couldn't morph that with her.  And she'd probably be too small or too conspicuous if she carried it with her when she morphed.  So, she would have to set it down --

Too late!  She was made, they knew she was here!

The air soon became hot with her Shredder fire.  But it seemed to do little to the creatures.  She struck with her tail, slicing open one's exoskeleton!  But it was a minor wound, and it kept coming for her.  Fortunately, Noelle was able to outrun all of them, but they had blocked off the corridor, the only way out she knew!  She couldn't see any other corridors out.

What was worst, her Shredder's charge was weakening!  Not that it was doing much, but Noelle was no fool.  She knew eventually she would tire, and they would catch up with her.  They also were not affording her an opportunity to morph, which took time, no matter how experienced the morpher.  Noelle felt like poor Sisyphus and his blasted boulder.

She attempted to contact the others via the communicator, but had to dodge a strike that would have been fatal had she remained motionless.  But the movement caused the device to slip out of her hands and clatter to the floor where a Firstborn stomped it, shattering it into trash.  She had no way to contact the others!!

She did not know how to do that mirrorwave call to the others -- they couldn't morph.  But she let out a strangled thought-speak plea of help.  Then she attempted it again, with a stronger thought-speak voice.  But the Firstborn loomed and stalked towards her.  She ****ed her tail, ready to slash through them if she had to.  But she knew it was a futile effort. . . .

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*Anyone know who's catchphrase this was? Hmmm?  Anyone?
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Re: Memoirs of a RAFian
« Reply #601 on: July 08, 2012, 09:16:12 PM »
:wow: 600 replies in this thread!  That went by quickly.  But as this is the what, twelfth book?  I suppose it's unsurprising.

Anyway, new chapter.

CHAPTER FOURTEEN:
Royal Audience with Queen Death

Noelle prepared herself for the expectant strike of the creatures.  She could almost feel their tails in her flesh, she winced shutting all four of her eyes.  Her tail quivered in the torturous anticipation.  But what she didn't not expect is the shriek of the creature.  For it to fall, dead, with a jagged metal strip poking through its sternum.  For the other XBs to lose interest in her, and turn their backs to her.

"I don't thinks so, abominations!" a familiar voice rang throughout the vast expense.  There was cold fury in that voice.  "You will not harm her, you biological abnormalities!"

It was Cloak.  He had been the closest when she sent out her thought-speak, and he dashed to her defense.  Cloak, who had been prone to feel pity for the creatures, had none now.  He stared daggers at the creatures, and saw the immobile queen in the center.  At least, she seemed to be immobile, as she hadn't moved at all since Cloak's or Noelle's appearance.

Cloak leaped and landed in front of Noelle, facing the creatures.  Of course, had he been a puma-form Realm Walker the leap would have been higher, but the landing wouldn't have been any smoother.

"Are you okay?" Cloak said out of the corners of his mouth, not taking his eyes off the beasts before him.

<I'll manage,> Noelle said, primly, while righting herself.

"You got a morph for this?" he asked.

<Hold on, let me think -->

"We may not have the time."  Cloak warned, then, before he forgot, he activated his communicator, "Parker!  Gaz!  Blaze!  Get your butts over to these coordinates!!  NOW!!"

<I think,> Noelle said, beginning the transition to a bull elephant, <this might suffice?>

"Will you be able to get traction on this floor?" Cloak asked concernedly.

<Yes . . . for now.>  Noelle said.  <Should the floor become drenched with blood . . .>

"These things don't bleed . . ." Cloak began, "they spray a diluted acid."

<Oh, wonderful.>

"The others must be on the other side of the ship or something." Cloak noted.  "I guess we get to have all the fun."

<You have a warped sense of fun,> Noelle replied drily.

"Let's get to the queen."

<Yeah, and also call Faerie a fairy.>

"Funny." Cloak said, drolly, having metal shards orbit him like in Kid Icarus's Pit in the final stage.  "Now, let's charge 'em!!"


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Re: Memoirs of a RAFian
« Reply #602 on: July 08, 2012, 09:29:23 PM »
Stealing all Blaze's fun will ya? He won't like that, no he won't.
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Re: Memoirs of a RAFian
« Reply #603 on: July 09, 2012, 06:52:02 AM »
I suppose, Blaze.

I'm feeling a little off today, so hopefull this chapter'll be up to my usual standard.

CHAPTER FIFTEEN:
Ignore and Flee

Parker was blasting away at two XBs with his rifle, before turning to his pistols.  When that didn't work, he turned to his Megatronian and Galvatronian fusion cannons.  This seemed to work as it blew one XB apart.  Granted the slightly acidic, smoking goo was noxious.  Fortunately, Parker's helmet prevented the olfactory-offensive goo's fumes from reaching his nose.  Parker was thankful for this.

You'd think that this would make the second one flee.  Or even be more cautious.  But these things weren't particularly well-stocked in the smarts department.  Just another shot from the fusion cannons, stopped it in its tracks.  Granted, more of that goo flung everywhere.  Parker's helmet would be able to protect him from the smell forever, so he charged on, casually wiping the goo off his armor.

Then Cloak's voice crackled onto his communicator, ""Parker!  Gaz!  Blaze!  Get your butts over to these coordinates!!  NOW!!"

Sounded like there was trouble, and it would seem that Cloak and Noelle were together.  Parker examined the schematics of the ship, dropped a grenade by a carefully-chosen area of wall, taped in place.  It exploded violently enough that one did not need to be a Master of the Metal element to interpret that Parker's plan had succeeded.

Parker stepped through the hole, and was startled by a screeching bat, fleeing two XBs.  Parker suspected that the bat was Gaz, and the two XBs were giving her problems.  He aimed the fusion cannons at the two XBs, but the two XBs stopped, not even looking at the two (although with those two bug-like compound eyes, who could tell what they were looking at?).  Then they turned tail and ran, through a nonmanufactured door . . . a mark of Cloak's handiwork.

They weren't leaving because they feared destruction at Parker's hands.  No, they were going to aid their queen!

***

Blaze was battling two Sleazoids-turned-XBs and they were being both relentless and ruthless and reckless.  Blaze could only attack in two dimensions, something he is generally not accustomed to.  He didn't like it.  But he had his metamorphic sword, and his pyrokinesis, and that will do.

Blaze's communicator fired to life, as Cloak's voice crackled, "Parker!  Gaz!  Blaze!  Get your butts over to these coordinates!!  NOW!!"

Then the ground beneath Blaze's feet vibrated grandly, and he had to fight the instinct to fly into the air.  Recovering from the surprise vibrational shockwave, Blaze prepared to pounce on one, but instand looked as the two stood stock-still, as if statues.  Then they galloped away, on all-fours, as if Blaze was of no real concern to them.  Blaze was a bit miffed about this, though he realized that they're going off to protect their queen.

Blaze turned to the wall where he felt the explosion shockwaves originated.  He stabbed his sword (now glowing solidly green) into the wall, managing to cut an improvised doorway into the wall.  He pulled his sword out, changed it into a war hammer, and slammed it onto the makeshift door, knocking it down.  Then he dashed through the hole that Parker had made.

He saw Parker and Gaz, in her vampiric human form.  Parker looked over his shoulder and saw that who the newcomer was.

"'Bout time, Blaze." Parker said, haughtily.  "Let's blow this popsicle stand."

Blaze bit back his retort, and followed the other two through the Cloak-made hole.  Then Gaz went into bat mode, while the other two ran after her, down the corridor.
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Re: Memoirs of a RAFian
« Reply #604 on: July 09, 2012, 10:57:46 AM »
Good job, you wasted an hour of my day... ;D
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« Reply #605 on: July 09, 2012, 12:26:25 PM »
Great update!

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Re: Memoirs of a RAFian
« Reply #606 on: July 09, 2012, 01:41:07 PM »
Thanks, Gaz.  And sorry, I guess, Underseen.

Suffered a disappointment (which I don't care to discuss) but, hopefully, it won't suck any energy out of this chapter.

CHAPTER SIXTEEN:
Queen of Mean

Gaz, screeching her chiropteran screeches, led the way, while Parker and Blaze followed her lead down the corridor.  Blaze felt a little envious at Gaz for being able to stretch her wings to their full span.  His wings were aching to be opened, and he was itching to fly.  Little did he realize that he would be given ample opportunity soon.

Soon enough, they arrived in the cavernous expanse that the Queen XB had chosen for her lair.  Blaze immediately, and without thinking, stretched his wings to their maximum span as the trio saw the scene before them.  A bull elephant lay crumpled on its side -- quickly shrinking down into a familiar Andalite form.  Cloak was thrown in midair, but managed to twist his body in such a way that he eventually landed daintily on his feet.  Being a cat has its advantages.

"Cloak," Gaz shouted, back in human mode, "we're here!"

"And there goes the element of surprise," Parker remarked.

"Oh, they'd see us eventually," Blaze remarked, fluttering in the air.

"Whatever, Birdman," Parker shot back with mock antagonism.

Blaze whacked Parker smartly on his helmet with his sword, and replied, "You might want to consider all the vile things I could drop on you from up here."

Parker began to respond, but Gaz erupted, "GUYS!  Is this the place for that kind of bickering?!  FOCUS HERE!!"

Blaze flew up high, to attempt to attack the Queen, quite forgetting that these XBs can scale walls, not unlike Spider-Man.  But he began to cut through them, dropping the smoking, slightly-acidic, gooey blood onto the floor's surface, which was already none too clean to begin with.  Of course, Parker had some land on him.

"HEY!" he shouted.  Blaze chuckled, as Parker then proceeded to yell at Tyr for something that no one else could hear over the guttural roar of the Queen and the shrieking snarls of her progeny.  Parker had since given up on his other weapons, and now relied on his dual fusion cannons.  But, when this didn't do enough damage to the XBs as he wanted, he activated his Ride Armor Matrix.  Specifically the Chimera Armor.

Gaz used her vampiric power of self-sublimation -- that is to say, her ability to transition herself into a mist-like state and back again -- to evade attacks, and punched and kicked for offensive abilities -- with little success with that.  Although, when she was in bat mode, her sonar seemed to irritate the XBs, so she stuck with that as an offensive maneuver.

Cloak kept reusing the metal shards -- because he deduced that fire would only have a minute if limited effect on their tough exoskeletal exterior.  Water would have little effect, as he would need a torrent required for a tsunami to have much of an effect.  There was no wood or earth to use, so those weren't available options.  Air could work, but it couldn't selectively kill his foes without harming his RAFian friends and allies.  So, Metal was the best element to use, although he could have probably used his energy to battle them, he didn't think of it at the time.

Noelle was regaining her Andalite form quickly, and wondering if she had the energy to more anything else.  When she decided she didn't, she went into battle as an Andalite.  No one accused RAFians of lacking courage -- well, except for a few Banned and Malice.

But Cloak wasn't really satisfied -- there were so many.  At this rate, they'd never get to the Queen.  They needed a contingency plan.

"Yarin," Cloak said, via his communicator, in a momentary pause in battle. "Come in.  Yarin!"

"Yes, Cloak, I'm here!"

"I need you to get the RAFian Lanterns and Helen."

"What?"

"JUST DO IT!"

Cloak just really hoped that this contingency plan that he concocted wouldn't be necessary. . . . But they could not risk an outbreak of these parasites upon an unsuspecting galaxy. . . .
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Re: Memoirs of a RAFian
« Reply #607 on: July 09, 2012, 02:21:20 PM »
No my comment was a complement, I really enjoy this, i read from chapter one to fifteen
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Re: Memoirs of a RAFian
« Reply #608 on: July 09, 2012, 02:24:52 PM »
Ah, well, I kind of knew that -- I just posted that when I was in a bit of a funk.  Chapter Sixteen'll be in that post too.  You do know there are eleven more books preceding this, too, right?

. . . Maybe Aquilai is right, and I need to put up some sort of book directory. . . . Maybe using a poll as an excuse to do that . . . I mean, I don't want to make another thread and ask the mods to sticky it to the top of the thread, like I did with the parody thread . . . hmmm . . .


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« Reply #609 on: July 09, 2012, 02:57:49 PM »
Being a vampire is awesome.

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Re: Memoirs of a RAFian
« Reply #610 on: July 10, 2012, 07:28:46 AM »
I suppose, Gazzy.

Bit nervous, free clinic appointment at five.

Anyway, shortish chapter.

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN:
Off With Her Head!

The RAFians were grouped together, panting and tiring.

"Any plans?" Gaz asked.

"I'm open to suggestions," Parker remarked.

"That's new," Blaze grumbled.

Before Parker could open his mouth to retort, Cloak said, "We have to get to the Queen.  Without her, the XBs will have no organization."

<But they'd get a Queen before long again,> Noelle pointed out.  <They lured us here with that false SOS.  They'd do it again.  If we didn't have the mark protecting us . . . >

She did not need to finish the sentence.

"I have a contingency plan in effect," Cloak said swiftly.

The other four waited briefly for Cloak to elaborate.  When he didn't, Gaz prompted, "Which is?"

"You'll find out only if we need to truly implement it," Cloak answered repressively.  He knew full well that they would need to implement it, but he needed the others to be focused on the Queen.  Once she's truly dead. . . .

<Wonderful,> Noelle commented bitterly.

"Blaze, come at the Queen from above.  Parker, come at the Queen from below." Cloak commanded.  "The rest of us will keep her progeny off your backs."

"How?" Blaze queried.

"That'll be our concern," Cloak said quickly.  "Now go!"

Cloak started off things by doing a Moses, so to speak -- ripping up the floor metal and parting the sea of XBs and Firstborn.  There seemed to be far more Firstborn than XBs now.  But Cloak knew that this wouldn't hold them for very long.

Noelle, having morphed into a bat slightly larger that Gaz in bat mode, and Gaz, in bat mode obviously, flew around the group and used their sonar to distract them.  It seemed to be working, but Cloak refused to jump to conclusions just yet.  Parker dashes in the pathway Cloak had created, and Blaze flapped to get altitude, enough so that his wingtips brushed the ceiling with every upstroke.

Both drew swords -- Cloak didn't even know that Parker had an energy sword, but assumed that he would go to one of his ride armors.  Blaze's sword was glowing mostly bloodred, with a bit of green thrown in.  Parker reached her first, and she attempted to strike, but only left an obvious scratch in his armor.
But Parker leaped up and sliced only halfway through her throat!

Meanwhile, her progeny were getting really feisty, and struggling hard against Cloak's barrier.  It was getting really difficult to contain them.  But Cloak was using all his might to hold them down, and against the wall, with the sheet metal.  It looked as if melted over them, as if cheese on a burger patty.  In retrospect, Noelle and Gaz's attacks might just be riling them.

But Blaze came down, in a descending slash, and hacked through the rest of the Queen's through, and her head fell to the floor with a sickeningly, and unusually loud, THUD.  The other XBs stopped struggling as hard, confused and uncertain.

"Okay . . ." Gaz said, human again, as Noelle demorphed, "now what?"
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Re: Memoirs of a RAFian
« Reply #611 on: July 10, 2012, 07:54:42 AM »
Last time I went to a free clinic a got a free shot. The nurses were not good at that.
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Re: Memoirs of a RAFian
« Reply #612 on: July 10, 2012, 07:59:54 AM »
When I was in BT (uh, basic training -- didn't last for more than four days, but I did find out that I have a pervasive development disorder, anxiety disorder, and "atypical autism"), the nurse couldn't find a vein for an IV (which she didn't even use).

In BT, I suffered from heat exhaustions, a coughing fit, and conjunctivitis.

Of course, all the drill seargeants thought I was malingering. . . . ::) :dull:


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Re: Memoirs of a RAFian
« Reply #613 on: July 10, 2012, 08:46:36 AM »
That must suck.
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Re: Memoirs of a RAFian
« Reply #614 on: July 10, 2012, 08:49:53 AM »
It was a year ago.


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Chapter 4: "First Attempt"
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