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Post by Dussie on Jan 26, 2014 14:24:03 GMT -5
After a few more minutes Jessie snapped out of it. He gasped as he came into consciousness rather abruptly. He thrashed around for a minute before he realized he was bound and upside down. He reached for his second blaster realizing the first was gone but found that both had met similar fates. "Kate. Kate!" He whispered, seeing his companion. "What the brux is going on?" Brux was the excrement of a large beetle from the Milky Way. Funny enough they were only three solar systems away from what was once Earth. "Is this a tree?" He asked, kicking his foot around. He was whispering but he wasn't keeping his voice very low.
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Post by Dashie on Jan 26, 2014 22:43:58 GMT -5
If I knew more than you, it's likely that I wouldn't be swinging around by my feet, now would I?" Kate snapped back, clearly irritated. They should have scanned for movement or life before just beaming down, but no. Jessie just had to adventure down like some kind of moron and... ugh, she was getting a headache just from the memory. She sighed, "maybe it's friendly." I sure hope it is, anyway. I don't want to die by being eaten by a tree. The translators might now work because it probably speaks a foreign language and- the tree shook her lightly, jolting her up and down. The blaster in her shoe fell to the ground and was promptly trampled by the tree foot. This is a stupid idea. "Hello? We come in peace!" she sounded like an complete and utter moron, saying this to a tree that likely didn't understand what she just said.
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Post by Dussie on Jan 26, 2014 23:09:21 GMT -5
Jessie wasn't concerned with Kate. Not then, anyways. He was checking his comm in the hoped he could port them out. It was damaged. He had holographics and nearly all functions were operating correctly but he had no signal. The transmitter wasn't working. He might be able to fix it but he needed time and a few things he might be able to salvage from a blaster they'd dropped or Kate's comm if she'd brought her's. "Kate. In the likely event they don't know what you're saying, listen up. I can't port us out right now. But for right now, I have an SOS siren that might make them drop us, and maybe piss'em off, a retractable razor-spur on my boot that probably isn't enough to hurt them, and the capsules, but not enough to capture all of these guys." Capsulation of a Universal Republic citizen was highly illegal. These trees were not that. "That's all I got." He might be impulsive, excitable, childish, and rash, but in time of need he was calm, focused and dead serious.
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Post by Dashie on Jan 28, 2014 11:30:02 GMT -5
Kate wasn't really good with sudden changes sometimes. Scrambled her brain and didn't exactly make her any calmer. However, Jessie had a plan, as he usually did with these types of situations. Which should be good enough to get them out of the the predicament, but meant they'd spend a little extra time down on the surface of the planet. "I'm not sure that's a good idea, if we get away, then they might sneak up on us again. We missed them the first time, and we're usually pretty careful. I say we wait until we reach their camp to make any moves. Maybe we'll get revered as gods or something." she didn't want to waste their capsules if they could help it. Not to mention that these things were freaking huge and if they weren't careful, they could be crushed underfoot. She still had her mask, so she had two communicators, if the earpiece didn't fall out. She was suddenly startled by the sudden change in scenery, they had what was apparently their campsite. Great, into the fire I suppose…
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Post by Dussie on Jan 31, 2014 16:41:21 GMT -5
"Great. The Patron Saint of Gunpowder and Lord Booze[/i]."[/b] Sarcasm. Appropriate for every situation! "Can you see if they have any sort of weapons? Or do you think they just crush things to death?" The latter seemed more likely. Why develop a tool for breaking skulls when your sheer weight does it just fine? He pulled himself up into a curl and grabbed his ankles, getting a better view of the surroundings and rushing the blood out of his head. He drank a lot but he was fairly fit from running away when he bit off too much to chew. "I wonder if they're covered in bark or just look like they are..." He muttered. He picked lightly as the one who was carrying him but didn't dare to rip a large chunk off. "You know, plant based life has been found before but not one so similar to it's environment. Truly, this is a rare case. Plus, they work as groups..." At this point he was running through the cluttered office of his mind and scouring knowledge of Alien Hunting, of which he had more than a few filing cabinets for.
((I'm stepping back a little, fyi. Do you have a plan here or did you just run into this? Curious, only because we need some sort of idea here as to what to do, not necessarily a detailed plan.))
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Post by Dashie on Feb 1, 2014 18:43:58 GMT -5
"Silence. Your prattle is unbecoming," the tree said, throwing the both of them into small cages. "You are not the first Sky Thing to visit, but we swear you shall be the last." Kate didn't really have a response to that. Sky Thing? Did he mean people who had come to investigate the planet? They really hadn't known about this... except for the coordinates on the piece of paper. Someone had known about this planet. How did the trees know the right language though? Was it the same reason that they lived in a group? Were they afraid? "What do you mean, Sky Thing?" "Being that rain from the sky like fire and destroy everything in their path. They take and take but never give. More arrive and then we are forced to... correct the injustice," the tree said, grabbing the tops of the cages and moving them somewhere else.
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Post by Dussie on Feb 4, 2014 19:51:39 GMT -5
"Oh Good. You speak Galactic Basic." Galactic was a misleading term because it was the standard language among many, and most, galaxies. But that didn't mean it was the official language everywhere. Just standard for trade and whatnot. "Then I suppose you can understand that we have no intent to harm your people, and simply wish to catalogue things. We're researchers. Explorers. We're only armed for the absolute worst situations." That last part was kind of a lie. He was armed to fight things. Kate was a walking armory. "I know that you might be thinking that deceit, but I assure you I speak nothing but the truth." He might be able to speak more if he wasn't hanging by his legs.
Narrator: Oh, damn it. Stupid trees have spoiled things. Fine, yes. You aren't the first adventurers I've sent out there. But I believe in you! I do! You can do this! Not like the last crew! Surely, you're better than them!
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Post by Dashie on Feb 5, 2014 10:01:24 GMT -5
The tree only seemed more angered by the what Jessie said, rather than be reassured by it. "So said the others, but they chopped us down, burned our farms, and watched us die of disease and foreign insects. We pleaded for help, but we received none. Silence. Our leader will decide your fate. If you are lucky, you might be sacrificed. If you are not so lucky, we play… what was the game called? Tug of battle?" Kate relaxed a little, Tug of War wouldn't be so bad… "Using you as rope." Well, that kind of… went to a dark place rather quickly. Kate thought, a little scared of the trees now. "We could leave, just give us a little time and we'll be out of your hair. I mean that figuratively, not… literally." She was zero for ten with diplomacy today. If she was lucky, maybe she wouldn't choke on her own foot when she stuck it into her mouth later.
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Post by Dussie on Feb 5, 2014 13:47:59 GMT -5
"Or." Jessie started to say. "What about a trade?" He managed to pull himself back up so that he was grabbing his ankles, preventing the blood from pooling in his head. "We know things far beyond the abilities of your people, I assure you. I'd rather discuss this with your leader, however." They could exchange information and technology for safety and samples. It wasn't like he could give them space travel but he could advance them a few hundreds years in a week or so. He prayed to his maker that that would work, because getting pulled in half sounded... Unpleasant to say the least.
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Post by Dashie on Feb 6, 2014 9:58:35 GMT -5
The tree didn't acknowledge Jessie in any way. It merely dropped the both of them at the feet of a much larger tree. His toes, or at least what Kate guessed were his toes, spread out through the ground. They were deeply rooted -pun intended- and she could see why the leader didn't leave. Even though the roots were out of sight, she had a suspicion that the large tendrils probably spread out to a large area around them. Then there was the body to the leader himself, scarred up, bark was missing, and he had only one arm-branch-thing. His face grew moss like a beard, and only one eye could be seen peering at them with a beady glare. "Sky people." Kate could almost feel the anger and bitterness in his voice, though he clearly tried to hide it. "Why have you come here? You claim exploration, but so did the others. They knew not the disease they carried. The disease of greed. My people were almost consumed by it, and you offer the very things that brought us to our knees yet again! Speak so I may decide the best way to destroy you." Kate didn't like the way things were going at all.
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