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Now you scare me, discord.

Soon you tell us it's Skynet.

Regardless of her perception of the armor, Nelopaio does regard the faceplate for a moment, looking up before nodding respectfully, "You fought well. My sympathies for your comrades." she says, her tone candid and direct before she turns her attention outwards once more... As she turns Torleif spea...

"You'll want to accept the incoming tether on your Heads Up. What was your name again? Thorfinn? Don't worry, Thorfinn. I promise I won't upload or download anything I can use against you." Michael just laughed like an idiot right after, giving the terminator in front of him a good old slap on the ...

"He's over there. We need whatever you can tell us, right now. If your suit has made any recordings, audio, visual or both, I can display it on my Personal Computer." Yes. He said cooly, no hint of emotion or anything in his voice. Making way outside the shuttle the heavy thumps of his steps and se...

"Correct Tor-leef, I am Loroi by species, and a diplomatic representative of the Imperial Fleet of the Loroi Union. My crewsisters and I are on a mission of first-contact with humaniti to open diplomatic relations. We are currently assisting in this military operation to recover your station and de...

His eyes opened, adjusting. Now there was two at either side of him. But this one had a armor he recognized. {TCA. Must be the medic.} [Sight for a sore eye, Doc.] The pain had subsided, but it was still there, gripping his chest and head. [Thanks.] He looked over to his other side and saw the small...

Something was not right. Torleif wasnt conscious, but he still felt uneasy as his mind played tricks on him. He saw infront of him a doctor with his hands gripping some of his ribs, and then putting them in place. But there was no pain. He was lying there on the table with an open chest, ribs protru...

Name: Torleif Vätteman ”War. War never changes... but the target does.” Rank: ex-Sergeant (Swedish OR5) Role: Private Security Race: Human, Born and raised on Earth Gender: Male Age: 36 Appearance: Tall, hulky build, broad shoulders. (Would seem to fit ”brawn but no brains”-stereotype at first glanc...

[Not just a knock on the head Sergeant. More a fullbody smackdown. And your assesment about medical aid is correct. What I can tell the ribcage been shattered and it is getting harder to breath.] At that moment his legs gave up i the middle of the walk to the shuttle. Saving himself from crashing d...

Please bear in mind Im a real novice to this. And also. He did not just wake up. He just woke up from an induced coma, and his body is still full of drugs. He is not in his most perceptive state atm, and a person with telekinetic(?) screens and electricity surrounding said person would definitly sta...

[Standing down.

I've apparently been lying her on the floor for three days. So if they're with you it should be clear. Breaking cover, moving to the shuttle now.]

The walk would prove to be a small ordeal with a shattered ribcage. But the drugs still worked their magic.

He noticed the taller unidentified person was looking his way. What he saw was not easy to believe. First he fights an overwhelming swarm of bugs, now he is getting ready to fight women. But he knows women, althoug smaller, can be very hazardous to your health in a fight. And where the hell is the h...

The drugs had started to purge from his system, his mind getting clearer as it does. A quick glance behind the container showed him a shuttle, complete wit terran markings and the name Cydonia . Well things started to get better, Torleif thought. [This is Torleif Vättenman, secuirity detail on thhis...

I can tell you this:

He is more then socially awkward.
He will not be easy to approach nor just casually chat with.

Hey there all. After I troduced myself to Suederwind i got a character into this. I can sadly not post the character as the sheet issaved on my computer and I am atm out on the sea. So I will post it later on. And also please keep in mind that this is the first time I try playing a game such as this...

He had came too. He did not know how he managed to survive, but survived he did. A quick, and albeit poor attempt to asses the situation he managed to understand that he had been propelled through the shuttle bay by an explosion. The memory about the event strengthed his assessment. A quick glance o...