Out of Pod Experience

(meta sorry for the late response its my kids birthday this weekend, yea ill throw it on google docs, hope to post some more tomorrow night o7)

Wel, that's usual, specially on weekends the thread is quite still. Anyway I don't know what to post, if i'm moving on to pick a boarding team and board a ship when it docks, and the ship is self destructing rather than docking, then I am at the wrong place doing the wrong thing... vºv

Well, i missed the part of not starting the self-destruct & was waiting for Random to pick a choice, wether he boards the ship in space, and I deliver Twinkle, or everybody lands and there's a fight over the Cheyenne at the docks, with or without station security and/or CONCORD. But so far Ish is chasing the Tornado as it lands, or don't.

And no, you're not hijacking the thread, it was born to enable this kind of shared stories, but nobody had dared yet! So thank you for get the ball rolling!

Random’s eyes narrowed in concentration. Even though he wasn’t physically looking at the jettisoned life pod, the human reaction to focusing just came naturally. He wasn’t sure who was in the pod, but he was damned sure that the Scorpion was moving towards it. With a thought, he fired up the Tornado’s drives and engaged the Micro Warp Drive. His Tornado was not being inhibited by either Concord or the Scorpion and he doubted that the overall mass of his ship would do much to the Scorpion; he figured that if the Scorpion wanted the pod, it was a good reason for them not to have it.

The Tornado built up speed very quickly, being fit for maneuverability and range. Normally, a battle cruiser would be hard pressed to bump a battleship that hard, but the added mass of the micro warp drive should give them a very nice nudge.

Random opened the comm to his crew waiting in the station. “Captain Massey, would you be so kind as to collect up that life pod and dispatch a skeleton crew? I’m bumping the Scorpion and will jettison out and attempt to board after the hit. I’ll need someone to gather up the ‘nado when disengage.”

“Copy that, Random. We have a crew undocking now.” Massey replied.

“Be careful, I don’t know if Concord will take kindly to it. Make sure that the ‘nado is clear before boarding.” Random warned.

The Tornado gathered up to its maximum speed and Random began the checklist of disconnecting from the pod from the ship. When the bump hit, jarring reverberations rang through both the deserted Tornado and the Concord held Scorpion. As the repulses on the Tornado kicked in, sending it careening away, Random jettisoned and maneuvered his capsuleer pod to the Scorpion.

“Ish, I hope you’re listening. I’m moving to board.”

Random reached down for the deadly boarding axe attached to the inside of his pod. He grinned; it had been ages since he’d been involved in any boarding actions. The pod was accepted into the Scorpions cargo area. As the pod settled into docking clamps, he hurriedly opened the pod and as quickly as possible, began disgorging the pod fluid from his lungs.

He stood, streams of pod fluid cascading down his body and axe in hand, and looked around the cargo hold. There will be hell to pay. No one kidnaps his sister.

He turned and started running for the crew areas.

(meta: obviously this is out of the ongoing story timeframe, but it's now or never )

Yiole Gionglao looked around her appartment once again, looking for anything she didn't wanted to leave behind on her move to another residence. Albeit the appartment would be hers for as long as she wanted, she wouldn't come back for a undetermined amount of time.

Once the physical side of things was settled, she returned to the note she was leaving behind for Random. She hated to use that mean, but they hadn't ahd a chance to talk and so he wasn't aware that something was going on with her and it was time to have a Talk.

Yiole continued:

"Once again i apologize for the inappropiate mean to tell you, but I can't help to do toher. I must leave today and we haven't had a chance to talk, so, this will have to do.

I need to find a way again. I've started hating each time I undock. I have eternity before me and can't be bothered to think of what will I do tomorrow other than just meet you. I am feeling empty, superfluous... I had an encounter with an old acquitance some months ago and i became painfully aware that i was lieing to me. I've lost my line in the world, and I need to find it again.

Be assured, this is not forever, I will be back, next week, next month or next year, I will not forget you. I will come to visit you as often as I can, traveling as a commoner. Even if I disappear and yet you wish some news on me, you may ask the Fazmarais; Indahmawar is staying with Ishtanchuk, and they have their own means to contact me.

I..."

Yiole stopped typing. She...? What could she say? That she was doing the wrong thing for the right reason? Could she be so sure? What if it was a lie? How could she tell, without a line to guide her... a line that just has ended once she became a immortal capsuleer, amassed a fortune, and yet she felt the need to tear everything down and build it again.

If wasn't for Random.

She was betraying him. But, capsuleers or not, they still were human. And human never have found a way to not hurt each other.

Yiole opened the note again and typed:

"I am sorry. I would die if I could spare you from harm. But I can't.

I love you."

Sobbing softly, Yiole Gionglao grabbed her handbag with the last of her things and left the appartment, then she walked towards the emergency exit to not meet anyone at the Bar.

Forty minutes later, a commercial shuttle left the station, and aboard it nobody noticed how the tall Achuran beauty with the sorrowful face was a capsuleer...

i saw you bro the day you tried to move in. i saw a lot more before and after you:P

"That guy's crazy over his sister...", thought Ishtanchuk as she chased the Cheyenne. "Twinkle? Can you hear me?"
"Yes, mistress Fazmarai"
"Random has boarded the Scorpion alone, I'll try to deliver you close to the cargo hold"
"OK mistress Fazmarai, I already have a set of plans of that ship class. Will make my way to meet Mister McNally and assist, but I doubt we can do much on our own. That ship must dock so more boarders can take it"

As Ish maneuvered to the docking port nearest to the cargo hold, she saw how the CONCORD ships webbed the Cheyenne, attempting to arrest it so the docking beams could catch up with it. The pod interface roared as the Cheyenne hit its afterburners, attempting to speed, but that was not Ish's issue; she had located the docking port and docked to it.
"Can you override the lock yourself?", asked Ish.
"Surely, mistress Fazmarai. Now, if you don't mind, I'll be keeping comms silence..."
"OK. Good luck and be careful, Twinkle"
"Aye, ma'am."

Twinkle entered the Cheyenne and swiftlly moved to the hold, aware that he didn't knew what way would be taking Random McNally. Running silently on his marauder suit, Twinkle entered the hold and saw the empty pod and a puddle of pod goo, then a few wet footsteps roughly aligned to a nearby exit. He followed through swiftly, looking for any sign of fight, but he saw nothing. Then he reached a fork and saw a fresh slash on the metal in one of the corridors: that was a mark made by a boarding axe!

"At least he's guiding any help", thought Twinkle, and kept running along the corridor. Then he could listen the disctinct rattling of gunfire ahead, and almost stumbled on Random as he turned around a corner, looking for cover. Facing the armored suit, Random inscintively slashed on it, but Twinkel blocked him with his rifle.
"It's me, Mr. McNally! Twinkle!"
"Oh, nice to come boy! Is that loaded? There's a security detachment coming this way in no time!

As he said it, two security agents turned around the smae corner, their guns ready to fire. That was their last mistake, as one of the agents was welcome by Random's axe and the other didn't even saw the bullets coming his way before they pierced his vest and killed him.

"Hey boy, careful with that", shouted Random, as the muzzle blast from the high powered rifle burned his arm for a split second.
"I'm sorry, this is a miltiary grade weapon and isn't friendly to unarmored people"
"Yay, better I stay behind you if you fire that again. Don't you have any toys for me?"
"I've bringed a few spare communicators..."

Then they heard a sound of rushing footsteps, stopping before reaching the corner. Suddenly an arm holding an assault rifle showed and fired blindly along the corridor; Tiwnkle quickly recahed for it as his shield absorbed the hits, a trick that wasn't meant to last long in a light suit. Anyway the shield bought him enough time to succeed in grabbing the weapon and pull the arm holding it. He saw the security officer's terrified face before Random did something quite ugly on his head. Then Twinkle deliberatley threw the corpse and shouted:

"You better think who you're messing with! We're going to get out in ten seconds and wiil kill every last motherfukker we can put our sights on!"

Then Twinkle checked whether Random had his communicator set on, and subvocalized:

"Are tou ready to get out? My shield is almost empty, yet I can still take some hits before things get ugly. Although probably those guys are not so tough now that we served them their mate's warm brains..."
"Ready when you want, boy"

Then Twinkle started shouting towards the corridor:

"Five! Four! Who wants to be shot!? Three! Who wants to be slashed!? Two...!"

. “My name is Matokin Lemant former officer of the RSS I am now in command of this Scorpion the former commander has surrendered to me..."

Lailyana snapped up out of her day dream at these words. "could it be over" she thought. At this she stood up and hurridly started walking towards the entrance to the hangar, all the while pulling her commlink out of her pocket

"Random it's Lailyana, can you hear me?" she said quietly. "Damn he must have his comms off or turned down, if hes on that ship, the only thing doing the talking is that boarding axe of his." Lailyana thought to herself after a few seconds of no response.

"I really hope random heard that message, the RSS guy has the ship, they are going to dock, this appears to be over" Lailyana said to herself as she sat next to the undock watching, and waiting.

(meta: as much as take the story to the next level at this stage of the story i didnt feel comfortable controlling random or laude. also update on my short story. I have begun it, its almost well into its second page and i have it on google drive, if you would like to read what i have so far send me a message and ill provide the link to it :D )

(Meta: That road sounds good to me. That way Sharazzi can just be the antagonist NPC in the VR "story" if you are ok with it that is. Which would save me personally the time from doing a massive back story on her.

I can still end everything the why I had originally planed with just some minor tweaking to include the VR. At the same time with this VR idea that you mentioned Ish it would allow everyone to walk away with there hands clean so to speak and have no lasting consequences for any of TGFB patrons.

It all sorta reminds me of the VR sim in operation anchorage add-on for fallout 3 )

EDIT: (meta: that is providing of course everyone is in agreement with all this)