The Independence II - A VFF
POSTED BY: LtShepard
UPDATED: Saturday, May 31, 2008 18:17
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No space fire reported.
Re-allowcated for "maintenance"
Fuel cell needed repair.
While everyone was busy.
Used Hydrogen based sub-cell and also reallowcated some of the packing material used to bring the parts aboard from the base station.
Won't be any trouble any more and won't show up on any normal scan if decide to trade-up someday.
Well the (O2) oxygen shouldn't be missed untill
:-P through with it anyway.
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*The Indy starts to shake violently as it starts to enter the atmo*
Lt: I'm guessing thats not normal!
Larry: Lets just leave it as if you die it was my fault.
Lt: But I'm just to gorram' pretty to do that.
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Oram: Simon's real name is Simone!
This is the way the world ends
Not with a bang but a whimper.
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*Noting the shaking
"Too much thrust, gravity is fighting the gravity.
LT: "Glad you don't have to fix the ship by being all clear and what not."
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LF- *sighs heavily* Fine, if that mechanic can't see how to fix it, I will. *stomps off to the engine room* *does some work on the outside of the engine- turns some things, fiddles with some others, and finishes with a sound whack with a spare wrench laying about*
*the shaking gradually stops*
Lt- Looks like it's gotten fixed. Thanks, Dash
Dash- That wasn't me. *races to the engine room to find out what caused it*
LF- Oh crap, I hear running feet *hides in a handy panel in the hull*
Dash- *runs into the engine room* *starts examining the engine* Well, I don't see anything wrong or different... *sees the wrench* I know I left it here, but... why would I have put it like that?
LF- *thinks to herself* oh, shit...
Dash- All this stress must be getting to me.... *takes one last look back, and then walks toward the bridge*
LF- *breathes a small sigh of relief, almost inaudible* *creeps slowly out of her temporary hidey-hole* *retreats to her normal hidey-hole* *mutters under her breath* Come on, come on.... you were supposed to contact me two days ago....
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Jay: so this looks like a death-free landing?
Larry: Looks like it.
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Lt: Wish it wasn't. Gorram' Cox thingy is driving my insane
Jay: Cox sir?
Lt: Fox - Cat thingy, defiantly to tame to be just fox
Larry: I just lost thrust!
Lt: Gorramit'! Dash! Could you have another look at my engine, please?
(OOC: Sorry LF - I got a mechanic for that, some kinks I like to keep in my ship, adds "colour")
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Oram: Simon's real name is Simone!
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... K A - T H U M P ...
Large Metalic object (orbital debris) ejects from Port engine.
Like a Hair BaLL From a Hoover
(vacume)
Pyrometer jumps
Thrust increases 
Then aLL
returns to normal.
As the Fox runs in a circle in its cubby.
Temp. settles back. Gauges return to normal.
even the two gauges under "someone's" elbow
Light up :
inticating normal operating Conditions
Leaving a long trailing arc of fire Comet-ing below on its way to the planet's surface.
PF: A voice sounds from the outer hull.
aBout time some one blew the cob-webs out of these engines. )@#&^*!@&@!#&#@*#(((#
As a Cargo skiff Drifts by,
Labeled: PrivateeRr Cargo Contractor ~Merchant Mechs. 445th~
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The Indy finally sets down on Parramatta docks, and Lt walks down to the cargo bay.
Lt: "Dash, if you need some parts" *Lt Chucks a small (I emphasize "small") bag of platinum at Dash* "Now is the time"
Lt: Jayne, hold down the fort. Jay, grab whatever food we need.
Jay: Wait, you gave *her* some cash, but not me?
Lt: Thats 'cause you stole the first mule, and kept the cash.
Jay: Bu-
Lt: But what Jay! I said I'd kill you if you screwed me over, which you did! Now go get some food!
Lt then turns away, toward the Jade Sun Bar, not far to the left of the ship.
OOC: A couple of you have been saying - indirectly - the my mechanic is incompetent, don't.
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Jay: Fine, I'll find a General Store or something.
*Jay walks in to town*
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(OOC: A couple of things, below is a description of Boros, and anyone interested is encouraged on the weekend to go on the INDY chatzy - Its in the thread "VFF CHATS" - over the weekend to discuss plot lines.)
Boros - a world of heavy industry and hard living. The Sanchez brothers have their shipyard here, one amongst many, in a skyline of cranes and gantries. Buildings here lack the grace of the Core Worlds and the public parks have that indefinable air of greyness to the green. Not as dusty as some worlds, not as poor, but a place that values function over style. Near enough to Core living to have schools and hospitals and roads, but solid blue-collar. And just occassionally amidst the concrete, a bright flag of colour, pots of herbs on a windowsill, a Sunday dress hung to dry.
Havana crossed with old Chicago. If Santeria survives, this is its heartland. Because this is the world where Jayne got Book's cigars.
98% of teens have smoked pot, if you are one of the 2% that haven't, copy this into your signature.
Oram: Simon's real name is Simone!
This is the way the world ends
Not with a bang but a whimper.
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