Posted by Ensign Celador Theinna (Security Officer) in Main Sim: Planet Side ELE

Posted by Gamemaster Narwhal the nefarious (GMT) in Main Sim: Planet Side ELE

Posted by Ensign Celador Theinna (Security Officer) in Main Sim: Planet Side ELE
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OCC: Just moving to new thread.

:Celador pulled out his tricorder as he followed the footsteps towards the distance caves. He kept glancing around as he did.

:The scan would show several blips, moving away from the building and if they had enough geographical knowledge they’d know towards the mountains. Some however were slower, as if they were still tracking Cel.

:‘Someone was watching us’ Squared stated as they walked.

:‘Yes, I believe so.’ Cel replied mentally.

   -Cel

Celador looked at his tricorder as it confirmed his suspicions. He closed down his tricodor than knelt down to exam the foot print. He used his finger to very lightly trace the outline of the print. He was looking to see what information he could learn from it, such as species, how heavy they may have been, distance between the prints to indicate how fast they may have been moving or how much equpiment they may have been carrying. All while keeping his ears open to any change in the sound patterns of the area.

-Cel

The prints were circular in nature, and stabbed deeply into the floor like spears. It would be difficult to discern their weight but their size was easily measurable by the width between the many holes left over in a radius around them much like a crabs but much bigger. Cel, if listening would be made away of several clicks as a shadow loomed in the darkness coming toward him.

• GM Narwhal

Celador examined the prints. ‘From the shape of these prints they appear like they are hooved creatures.’ Celador said to squared

‘Yes, and they are getting closer.’ Squared replied thoughtfully.

Celador stood up and took a look around. ‘They seemed to be interested in me. Maybe I can lead them away from the village to more favorable ground’

Squared didn’t say anything so, trying to make as much physical noise as possible, he headed away from the village. He pulled out his tricorder as he walked, both to keep an eye whoever was following him and to look at the terrain.

-Cel

As they moved so did the shadows, the clicks slowly grew louder and quieter as if whatever was stalking them was testing to see how close they could get, eventually one braise scout came close behind Cel from out of the storm and clicked ominously into his ear, the clicking seemed intelligent though as if to send a warning though its tone was sad. The creature as quickly as it appeared behind him once again dissolved into the storm and out of sight.

• GM Narwhal

Cel stopped calmly and turned around to face the storm. He held his hands up in non threatening gesture.

‘Any idea what that was said?” He asked Squared

‘No’ Came the reply.

“My name is Celador.” he said aloud to the storm. As he looked at the storm, it reminded him of when he and Squared first got introduced. “Please, show yourself so we can talk.”

-Cel

From within the storm a large shadow appeared in front of the Starfleet officer. As it came into view the creature stood much taller than he, around 7ft tall. Its exoskeleton a dark red. It torso, if thats what it could be called was joined to a large oval bottom which itself was connected to 4 large pointed legs. For arms it had to scyth like pincers and its eyes luminous green. Beside it were two smaller creatures but equally looked as dangerous.

The creature made several clicking noises and looked squally at Cel.

• GM Narwhal

Celador looked up at the creature, but stood his ground. He lowered his hands slowly to his side, but otherwise made no other movement. He continued to look squarely at the creature.

“My universal translator doesn’t seem to be working.” He commented, continuing to look at the creature.

-Cel

At his works the creature shrieked loudly and closed the gap between them put his face close enough to Cels that he would feel the hot breath against his skin. There were no words exchanged but the creatures eyes looked as if to be speaking. It wasn’t a threatening look, more like one of confusion and fear. The creature edged closer as if it was going to but heads with Cel, if he allowed it.

• GM Narwhal

Cel didn’t move, figuring it was wiser to hold his ground.

‘He isn’t threatening us,’ Celador thought to Squared. ‘More like his is confused by something, or scared. Are you getting any insight?’

‘No’ Squared replied back. ‘Maybe try letting him touch our head. Maybe that will allow us to communicate’

‘Ok?’ Celador mentally said unsure of the idea but not knowing anything else to try. He waited to see if the creature would touch his head.

-Cel

The moment the creature’s exoskeleton touched Cel’s exposed skin Cel would notice the world around him disappear. His body was no longer there but he was watching events not experienced by him but by the creature who’s name he would now know as Sel’och and was the leader of his civilisation the Phylum Throret who up until recently lived underground in peace not knowing who lived on the surface.

A scene of a mining drill penetrating their cities edge as Sel’och through the eyes of a different view and his guard approached the device unsure what it was or where it came from a large rumbling began to cause stalactite’s to fall from the caverns ceiling. The rumbling ceased and the frantic clicking stopped also, the mining drill seemed to begin glowing causing near by Phylum Throret to take several alarming steps back. One of his guard moved forward just as the drill shot out of the hole it had created followed by a large stream of Lava. Instantly it began to fill the area and which ever Phylum Throret that was close enough began to shriek in pain as they were englufed.

The scene shifted to a view of only but a few hundred Phylum Throret looking down at their once sprawling underground city covered in Lava. There with not much else the defeated leader could do. From behind them another mining Drill lay, destroyed by his personal guard but it also offered their salvation and a way to the surface, away from this danger.

Again the scene shifted and the bright light burned Sel’och eyes as he held out a claw to shield them from the sun as he and his people first discovered the surface after weeks of walking. It seemed at last they were free, the families that survived in tact wandered the plain which had soft odd coloured Stalagmites which moved due to an unknown force, the same force he could feel hitting him. As if the unhappy gods sensed his relief in the distance a loud boom shocked the surface, a cloud so dark and terrible it was as if they were once again underground.

Once more the scene shifted to Sel’och and his people hiding in the mountains not far from the town Cel would recognise, several flashes of images showed his people watching the colonist, fighting them in some cases or rather the colonist choosing to shoot first, Cel would recognise the uniform from the civilian evacuation ship, the death of Townsend’s crewman was in self defence. Another image showed his people on the outside of the Wolverine clinging to the ship in hopes it would take them away too and some unknown force striking them down, killing and wounded many of what was left of his civilisation. Another with the XO, the Phylum Throret choosing to flee than fight.

And finally now.

“Noooow. Youuuuu. KNooooow’h ourrrrr’h passssst, will. Yoooooou’h help. Ouuuuur’h ‘uturrrrrre.” Sel’och spoke inside Cels mind in long drawn out words as if the sylybals were difficult for him to use. One thing for certain was that the Phylum Throret could read each others mind, feel each others emotions and in some way were capable of telepathy they were also very ancient and intelligent.

• Sel’och Leader of the Phylum Throret.