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Captain Arjii's Log - Into the dooming Nebula

Into the Nebula   <<Toby enters his Captain’s quarters to tidy up. He walks over to the desk that the Captain sits often and picks up his pansies off his head and sits them down by the pansies on her desk in the left upper corner. He leaves a short moment and returns with a water container and waters the two sets of pansies. He notices that the blue flower still is doing well sitting on the opposite corner of the desk. He begins to move over to the other side to water that one when he no

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Karma's Journey - Kudos to the new team

This is a thank you for the great experience. It was the first time Dragon GM'd a game, First time all of us ever played the pathfinder system, And the first time I have ever done anything of a true hybrid class, and the first time for all of us trying to deal with the technicalities of crazy ass systems that don't always fit. We all learned together and had a blast.   I might put some of our journey's here in the future but for now just wanted to thank the group for a great time and gr

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So there I was, staring at the Moon

A body in motion remains in motion until acted upon by an equal and opposite force. But what if that motion is more of a slow shuffle followed by a hunched lumber? What is equal and opposite of a slow shuffle? How about a deadly disease? YES!!! I am well aware of the concept of self-fulfilling prophecies and psychosomatic aggravation of minor conditions...but I've also melded with a LOT of shady items. In retrospect, my hands are like little dirty whores. Whores who are long overdue for their

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Zyngwe

Log, Continual, Dr. G. Giordano, Audio, Supplemental (pt 5)

2340-<REDACTED>   <2 days later >   >>We did meet up with subject F. Initial observations seem promising. Was very interested in subject E. I would of loved to seen his reaction to subject E's abilities, but my files are lacking most on subject C and D. I joined them to familiarise myself with what appears to be one of their main stops in the area as an excuse.   We basicaly bee lined to the bounty office like subject D was on a mission. He basicaly only asked about subj

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Log, Continual, Dr. G. Giordano, Audio, Supplemental (pt 4)

2340-<REDACTED>   <4 days 6 hours later>   >>Fascinating couple days of extremity. I need to start looking at the system scans, if I can read them, before disembarking. This place, Ross-614-1, has heat storms bad enough that everyone needs to take shelter for their duration. All other times its only ball blistering hot. I need more clothing. The upside to taking shelter, and the other strange extreme for me is I was included in the crews heros welcome. From what I could gat

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Log, Continual, Dr. G. Giordano, Audio, Supplemental (pt 3)

2340-<REDACTED>   <10 days 11 hours later>   <Sounds of liquids being pourd and others bubbling over a flame>   >>One of the bonuses, for me, to this job is trying to not only figure out my subjects, but also how much the higher ups are not telling me. As an example, subject B's multiple personalities was mentioned as a possibility, but other pieces of information were much more vague. After her failed attempts to comfort subject A on the trip here to Sirius I thou

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The New Guy

I have a few interesting and important things to jot down for record's sake.   I'm not sure why I'm so tired, but I am. Maybe because so much is going on and I'm frustrated. My guts feel like we need to get out of this area of space but I have no idea why. We landed in EL Cancri where Yarg was also stationed and there was enough room to dock at the same bay. It was great to see him and the 12 again. They were lent to him temporarily what seems like an eternity ago to help him out of a bind on

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Licence photo

As I usualy am the GM when I play, I felt a little weird picking a flaw for my character that didnt real impact any of his skills or anything. It also hasnt really come up in game play either. So I thought I would use my very out of practice drawing skills to assist with showing just how ugly this man is. .))   Those are supposed to be old burn scars, patchy hair growth etc etc.

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Log, Continual, Dr. G. Giordano, Audio, Supplemental

2340-<REDACTED>   <8 days later>   <sound of something heavy landing on something soft>   >>Normal awkward introductions over. I always hate that part. Initial reactions of the crew to first official contact seemed confused but accepting. I was shown to my quarters and left with free run of the ship. All reactions fell well within my original parameters, probably leaning towards more controlled than expected in all but subject D, who actually reacted closest to pred

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Cpt. Arjii's Log: A Father’s accidental gift

Something's happened to me . . . even the pen feels foreign in my hand . It's been so long since I've written in this journal but I don't understand why I keep trying or what it might mean in the future just to have these records. Forget grammar and punctuation, this is for me... to sort things out in my head . so much is happening my head and feels like its just spinning with events and emotions that I didn't think that Fraals could have.   if I look at this logically, its not I wonder with a

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Log, Continual, Dr. G. Giordano, Audio

< redacted to security level >   2340-<REDACTED>   <Sounds of rustling, movement and various computers in back ground>   >>New orders. Observe and support Object of Interest <REDACTED> . Information I am cleared for is <REDACTED> Class ship, Human pilot <REDACTED>, Human Communications officer <REDACTED> with potential <REDACTED> and <REDACTED>,Sesheyan Engineer <REDACTED> tail <REDACTED>, Fraal Captain <REDACTED>

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Mr. X's Letter

After putting the last of what he could fill his strore with from the cargo of his ship, he stands up, rubbing his lower back mumbling under his breath about not finding Freddie again when he needed him to re-stock the store. “My own damn fault for being anal about stock and not waiting for him to get back from lunch” he thought to himself as he came into the store front counter.   “What the ...”, he says almost stopping in his tracks bringing his gate to a slowed crawl as something very odd c

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Captain Arjii’s Log: The Dream, or was it?

The Dream, or was it?   Captain Arjii’s Log: The Dream, or was it?   After finishing the captain’s log, walking slowly over to my well made bed. I had to smile because someone always seems to make it for me so perfectly. I mentally send out a warm thanks to whoever does it for me. The appreciation for those little things could not be more valued by myself. If they only knew how much I appreciated it. Maybe they do in some way, who knows. I realize I have this overwhelming appreciation g

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Captain Arjii's Log:: Just weird

It’s been quite a span since I logged events. I can’t help but wonder what the hell is going on. Things are even more nuts than I can comprehend at this point in time. I’m logging the abbreviated version of the past few weeks. If I go into detail my head will explode... The whispers are loud, my head feels like it’s about to fly away, and vertigo is unstable from its flighty state. I’m used to chaos but this is all just so weird.   To start the last few weeks off, Tucker wrecked my ship.... a

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Cpt. Arjii's Log: Adv. 10 - Part 2

Loosing a crew member has left the crew in a stunned loss state. We are in deep space leaving the Cancri system. The last day seems surreal. I’m just glad we didn’t loose a crew member due to death. The last 10 days have been weird.   We repaired the hull on the way to Procyon and I’m glad to say it’s finally fixed ... again. We found an announcement billboard when we landed there at the star gate. Procyon is now claimed by the Initiative Nation. Those robots are propagating extremely fast. On

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Cpt. Arjii's Log: Adv. 10 - Part 1

I went to the bridge and sat down on my chair and I realized I sat on something. I got up and turned. There was a package on the seat. I opened the package and it was an amazing robe of teal with a beautiful deep purple attached coat. I picked it up and immediately gasped when I felt it. I ran it over my skin in awe knowing the feeling of that type of cloth. The soothing moisturizing energy that just seemed to heal the skin felt amazing and energizing. The main part of the robe was a cross

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Maybe The Black is getting to me...

The more I look around this fascinating grave and then turn to watch Leroy work, the more it hits me. The only connection I have to a race that, until now, has been a bedtime story is this flesh. The same flesh that no longer exists on these corpses, if you can call them that. After completing my first order of business and gathering all the "bodies" I could find and moving them here in the engineering bay, I got a bit worried. Bits of metal that used to be probably fascinating implants are th

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Zyngwe

Cpt. Arjii's Log: Adv. 9

Cpt. Arjii's Log: Adv. 9   I’m telling this recount of the day with all the information I’ve gathered from my crew and myself as it happened in sequence. It all starts with Sam on the ship just after fixing her goggles back to the augmented version, rather than the original version after asking my advice on which version to fix them to. My reply was that she could buy another regular version any time, but the augmented one might be a little hard to reproduce.   “Good point Captain,” Sam said

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Alll....Byyyyy....MyseEeEllllfff

Once upon a spaceship dreary... So, this is what happened to my people. Well, this is the end state, anyway. Still have yet to determine what actually happened here.   Priority One - Sustained Operational Stability   Once Leroy the Most Amazingest SalvageBot Ever (official title pending) and I get this...catastrophe secured, I will most definitely have to do some gumshoe work and figure out Why this huge awesome ship is now in bits and pieces. I send Leroy to get the big bits of this chun

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Zyngwe

Cpt. Arjii's Log: Adv. 8 - Part 2

Just before we left the ship I got two messages. One was a payment for the war heads and the other was a large payment for the bounty of the brother’s folly and keeper. I took half of the payments and put them in my ship fund, and the rest I split between us all including horatio. I wasn’t sure what horatio was going to do with all that money, but I felt I wanted to respect him as a person.   We walk into the station manager’s office to find it crowded. We get into line and wait our turn. Fina

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Cpt. Arjii's Log: Adv. 8 - Part 1

After the encounter with Mr. Mocker, we headed back to the Sirius station. The crew immediately started working on damage on the way. However, on the way back, Horatio called me and informed me of some disturbing news.   “It seems the Ship computer is learning too much,” he said in a cryptic drone voice.   I forget he’s a robot at times and why I’m shocked he has this tone when he speaks is beyond me. “What?? What do you mean?” I replied. My first thought is “kafa, this ship is going to

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Captain Arjii's Log: Adventure 7

After Sam took a 3D image of the warheads, we decided to go see Mr. X before leaving the Ross system. Sam, Steve, and I went back to the store front and Sam asked to go to a private room. After talking a few minutes with X, Sam turns on the image hologram of the warhead and Mr. X’s eyes and expression brightened. After wheeling and dealing a few minutes, he promised a great deal if we delivered them to the Sirius space port at at a particular docking bay.   “Deal,” I said in trust detecti

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Captain Arjii's Log: Adventure 6 - part 2

(The next few journals will be more brief and less filled out than usual due to being behind on them because of real world adventures, illness, and just plain needing to take a break due to it all.. Not to mention making the most out of the SWTOR paid sub time of a week between it all.)   After Sam turned on the tablet we hear a disoriented, “Finally, what year is it?”   “It’s 2340” I replied   After speaking with it a few moments we find out this is half of a man’s existence. The original

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