seeing he stops i put my weapon along my side and disarm it first
are u made by the inhabitants of this planet? i ask
and if so bring me there if have no desire of crossing this dessert to get lost

ill exsplain everything..but no...i am not of this world. but i can take you to them...on of the ships lands...come...a small cell room opens up and i go inside...another door opens. it can fit 1 person inside. it is bigger than the cell room.

*i get in the ship having some troubles fitting my staff weapon in since it is longer then me*

are drop ships fly into the city through a ship depot witch takes us underground. we and near gale. i come out first.

i follow out taking my weapon with me
(we should continue this when gale and ace have written a bit)

wow. a lots happened sorry, i was at school and doing homework until now.

Ok so first of all... Terror and Alter.

new rules for entry of characters:
1. You must read the story from page 1.
2. You must start by writing a discription of yourself, not just your job and race but where you came from and why your here.
3. We will not accept any more characters until further notice but terror and Atler are in.

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ok second we need to figure out where everyone is.

From what i understand me, Gale, and Ace are in the collection room. 404 and Atler are talking and Terror is doing who knows what.

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Now, a quick scene to add a bit to the story...

404, you pick this up by hacking Ace's laptob into Sorantis Ev Dorm's computer systems at the sight of the space vechicle crashing down from the sky.

Commander Base 231. Galaxy 3 system 321 --

The a commanding general of the Sorantis Ev Dorma sits in a small room surrounded by computer screens and complicated gadgets. Suddenly a voice come on over the radio system.

"Attention!!! Attention!!! Do I have your attention general?"

"Yes," replies the harsh voice of the general, "who is it i am speaking to?"

"This is Unit 1124. I have been instructed to inform you that we are on the verge of a large battle centered on Planet 4214A. Recently an alien force has destroyed two of the Galactic Fleet's Deathstars and they have already blamed us for the activity. We have recently phalanxed many fleets moving towards our Starmentaer bases on 4214A. We have also recieved information that the natives on the planet have turned on their shielding systems defending their city. We are currently sending over Starmentaer (or as the Natives call them the "orange folk.") to get information on the shielding systems. Over and out"

The screen focuses on the General's face which seems to have gone pale within the last few minutes. He stands up and walks over to a walky talky system on the wall. Hitting a button he says, "Prepare the battleships for take off. We need every ship we can get our hands on. Send the nanites to work on ship preperation. We will take off in one hour. If all goes well then we plan to attack at 23:14."

Then, as if to add to the suspence the screen goes fuzzy and all you hear is ... don't forget the... this weapon... most important... remember to charge... fuel. Over and ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuut. and with the computer turns off and on the screne it says in large letters, ERROR #12521

(profile)
name:setesh
race:imorian planet deep in Galactic Fleet terretory
gender:male
profession:mercenary
description:height about 6 feet (with helmet of but rarely seen without) about 7 feet (helmet on)
build:slightly trained
weight:158 pond
weapon:plasma staff
height of weapon:about 7,5 feet
weight of equipment:50 pounds
backstory:raised in the city of kalhan the capitol of imorian in an orphanage,parents died in a skirmish with some local gangsters when i was 3.
at age 17 the day i was given a name by customs of imorian i also was taken away to do my military time.
been in service till i was 24 then i had collected enough credits to substain myself and i bought my weapon,armor and ship and thats when i became a mercenary.
send on mission to retrieve and important chip my ship engines were filled with spacedebris damaging my engines and forcing me to come out hyperspace and start my crashlanding.

(if i forgot anything im sorry, comet ive read the story from page one ive been reading it since the day before yesterday)

i struggle to supress a laugh,when i see this reaction still a small laugh escapes me a girl hitting a robot haha i quickly restore my error and do asif i didnt see it

................................................this is.....setesh.....he is one of my creators most hired mercenary.....he is still under contract......he is only a weapon.....nothing more....... unless his contract says to terminate Gale.....then you would be in danger......witch does not so your not in danger....