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Posted by: Cath - 09-08-2016, 07:51 PM - Forum: General Discussion
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Hi! Cath's here for a random thread which has no connection what so ever with my Sunday's Mini Thread.
I was really thinking about it for a few weeks at least, now I'm asking you this:
If you play Pokemon Go, in which team are you?
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| Away .... |
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Posted by: Willy_for_Boobies - 09-08-2016, 05:01 PM - Forum: Creative writing
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... away ...
... just got the message ...
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stunned, affected,
empty thoughts
slowly circling in my mind
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what happend ... is fact
what means that
for me, friends, family, other
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emptieness at this place
where you were just moments, hours ago
never filled, nothing compareable
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sadness, pain, tears
just coming and flowing
through me and out of me
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every step now
without you
leaving you behind
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as a memory
floating now in the depht of my mind
hiding, supressed, forgotten
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... and surely ...
sometimes showing, flashing
... you ...
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... away ...
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| Payback time |
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Posted by: Cath - 09-07-2016, 07:57 PM - Forum: Creative writing
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Hi! Cath's here! I've been writing this shot for a month when I had time and when I wanted to...
I've been on this for a long time and I don't think it would have come out if I wanted to go through the whole story I had in mind...
Payback time
Manhattan was in shock when a janitor discovered several bodies eviscerated and mostly unidentifiable. The police took it as a priority and put on this case one of their best detective on it. The man in question was a forty-year-old-detective who's served Manhattan for twenty years, but he has never seen such things until now. The victims were taken by surprised and tried to escaped to whatever killed them, John, the detective in charge, was sure it wasn't the work of a sane man or group of men. The face of the corpses were crushed, their body had deep cuts and were even cut out from the body. This gory scene was the work of a devil, a monster.
"Look at those ships! Ain't them beautiful! I'm sure Mother will be pleased!" a man with glasses said.
"I'm sure she will, by the way... Have you signed for the expedition? You know, it's really important for our enterprise" a young woman said, looking the new ships.
The man chuckled and turned to her with a smile.
"Like if I wanted! Nah! I let you handle the problem, I know you can do it. But since it isn't sure that you'll come back, I wanted to give this to you. Special treat from the house, so you don't have to pay back!" He said with a big smile, while giving the woman a small box with an metallic ring in it.
The girl was more than happy to receive such a gift and gladly accepted it, thanking his friend with a hug.
"I'm so glad you gave it to me! Anyway, I should go to Mother to know when I'm going! See ya!" She said, waving at him while running away.
John paid a visit to the security room of the building where the murder took place. The video was odd, the were statics on the screen when the creature came in and started to rampage. The sounds were horrible, filled with cries, guts and blood. The man couldn't stand such horrifying scene and stopped the video and went outside to have some fresh air.
"Nice weather, huh? It's a good night to walk near the water." Said a voice coming from a silhouette sitting on a bench.
"If you consider the fact that there's a crazy monster roaming the streets, I'd say no." John replied vigorously.
"A monster is only the interpretation of humans' fear. Monsters do not exist, or only in humans' heart." Said the silhouette.
"If you say so." John said before shrugging and coming back inside.
"Mother, our ships are ready to sail away. Our family will take the lead and merchandises are under the jurisdiction of our family and my personal oversee. We just need Father's approval." Said the girl from the dock.
Mother acknowledged the information and informed Father about it. The Mother gave what the girl wanted, Dalit prepared her belongings for the long trip. She said her last goodbye to Luka, the man who gave her the ring. Twenty ships for this house left the dock and many more followed their lead, the other houses weren't as stuffed as the ones from the Vinci family, from Dalit Vinci.
Dalit was old enough to go on the expedition, but too young to be in charge of commanding a ship. She was the daughter of the Vinci, one of the eight big families who run the whole world. Her family was the one being in charge of the trades and police of the continent. In fact, Dalit was lucky and didn't hesitated to avail her status as daughter of the Vinci family, but there wasn't the only one who controlled the police, the Valeria family was controlling the one of the second continent.
The Eight Family come from the Pietro Family who still control everything, but it won't last forever thus, their children formed eight different houses which each having to share the control of the territory. The Vinci, controlling the police and trades; the Valeria, the police and the architecture; the Lentile, the food resources and the furniture creations; the Morgian, the power resources and the R&D; the Bene, the Art and computers; the Carolinian, the animals and rights; the Vasquez, the traffic and economy and finally, the Orlando, this family is the least known family of them all because it is in charge of the maintenance and vegetation.
The journey was long and reaching the destination would be quiet, but the Valeria family insisted in escorting the convoy. The show of might given by the fleet of hundred ships would scare the life out of any pirate, but some fools did give it a try. The poor idiots didn't stand a chance and were blown into dust.
"If only I had a clue to what kind of thing that monster is, it would be easier." Said John to himself while trying to watch the end of the video.
Nothing was off, since the whole thing was unbelievable. But another slaughter happened the next day, this time, it was in offices. The scene wasn't different from the first one, except maybe the half sliced man hanging from the ceiling. After further investigation, John found some weird looking print on the wall, it had the shape of claws but it wasn't from an animal, and obviously coming from the monster. Yet, the police was still on the offices that a roar was heard. The noise coming from nowhere frightened the most cowards of the officer who ran away screaming for his mother, then there was another scream and silence. Nobody moved.
The atmosphere was palpable and the only sound was the breath of the policemen, the sunlight started slowly to hide behind the buildings, then behind the horizon, all lights provided were from the flashlights the men had. Something fell off, distracting for a moment the policemen then the second after, another scream, then another one and another one. When somebody put the lights on, few officers laid dead, eviscerated.
A strange silhouette standing up in center of the room was staring at the mortified men, shaking, shivering in fear. The strange humanoid turned to face them men, it wore a white mask, a faceless mask with no eye nor nose, nothing on it. But there was something odd about it, that humanoid monster covered in blood, even if it's face wasn't visible, we could have sensed a menacing glare, crazy eyes and the willing to kill, wanting to kill. But the thing didn't, it simply disappeared, sinking into the floor.
"Damn… I'd kill for speeding up the journey, were already at the fifth day!" Said Dalit, looking at the star with a pout, she then turned to Mansasas, the admiral of the chip, a wise sailor who knows a lot about ships and traveling long journey, this man wasn't even bothered of the presence of the young lady who then said: "Let's speed up a bit, I'm bored."
To that, the admiral pointed the reason why she wasn't in command of a ship, Dalit shrugged and went back to her own cabin, she took her equipments which is a pistol, a multitask watch, a helmet and a pair of good shoes. Being a inspector of the goods was the duty of every trusted person of every family, the members of these included. Dalit loved her job and took it seriously, but when she passed by a big unmarked container, she couldn't help herself, feeling the need of looking at what was inside, yet, there was nothing interesting except the fact that the big container was a waste of space. She asked for a team to move it to an empty hangar.
"Hey, you can't do that! This is something really important!" Yelled a man wearing a white coat.
"How come? This thing is wasting space, we can use it to something more important, like another medical bay." Replied an annoyed Dalit who was overseeing the workers doing their job.
"Why? Because we are going to stock something really important in there, we need that special container." Said the doctor outraged.
"And what will be the important stuff you'll be stuffing this stuff with?"
"That's a lot of 'stuff' ". Said a worker in the background.
The doctor explained in detail what he, and his team were doing. The overall mission of the fleet was to discover new lands, trade with new races and see how the world evolve. But there were other goals, each more secret than the other. The one of the Vinci was to create a new realm for the family.
"How did that happened?! How can a single man kill so many people in a short amount of time?" Said a mad John to an old friend who was a former detective.
"A bomb is the easiest way, but the thing you said to me, it's like if the monster escaped the nightmare of someone to become reality."
The detective sighed. He was tired of this, of the mad world and especially of the monster which the news dubbed the 'deathclaw'. New measures were taken by the government, armed guards were patrolling day and night and cameras were placed everywhere. Some higher ups event thought of hiring mercenaries to track down the beast, most of them were foreigners who were covering their skin and face most of the time, people were pointing them as nomads from deserts. Few days after being hired, a fight broke out between a small groups of these Nomads and soldiers posted in a garrison camp.
"Yo ugly face, step away from us, you'll might steal something from us." Spited a young soldier new to the business.
"We seek intellectual exchange, but it seems there is nothing in your head. Go now, or you might get a headache." Said the Nomad who has been pushed aside by the young one.
"You might be good at hunting rats in your desert, but you're in the big league now."
A small Nomad stepped in, she was wearing a beige hijab or something that looked like it.
"Sir, if you have to complain about the manners of one of my subordinates, feel free to report it to me. Now please, if you'll excuse us, we have some business to attempt." She said, turning her back from the young man.
The soldier grabbed her by the hedjab which pull it off. Without even realizing, he was eating dust, he didn't even saw the roundhouse kick. That action triggered the reaction of the garrison and the Nomads. The MP had to step in and separate the two groups, the sanctions were about to come out when another attack was signaled near their camp. The armed people jumped to vehicles and went to the spot in no time.
John went to the place to see the aftermath, yet, there was another carnage, the slaughter left no survivor. The infamous Nomads were all dead, their cloths soaked in blood and the limbs missing. The soldiers had the same fate. The detective even noticed the face of a young woman, her mouth wide open with an expression of unwanted surprise. The unhealthy curiosity of the man pushed him to kneel next to her to examine her closer. She was looking like one of those oriental girl which could appear in Bollywood's dances.
"What a waste." He Thought for himself. "Such young girl should die like that."
Something odd caught the attention of the man, except the missing lower body. It was the fact that she was wearing a ring, meaning she had already a husband. The horror went on when he discovered a letter addressed to her parents, saying she was okay and excited about the new mission. The humanization of this poor soul was too much and John had to go to a window to take some fresh air and also throw up.
"How could that happen? She could be my daughter… No… That's too awful… the young dreams so suddenly broken… that's horrible… it can't be real…"
He cried, thinking of what kind of life the girl could have had, he then think of his own daughter who was abroad to help some primitive tribes. His wasn't the most gratifying, nor the best, but it was a job that needed to be done. Jonathan chose to do it because he thought that he could do something good for the world.
When he was younger, he was an outsider, a loner, but also a reliable person, always there when needed, that's what sparkled the idea to work for the police. His wife always disliked the work of her husband, thinking this was too dangerous and not worth it. The couple had lots of arguments about it, and John was escaping them by going to work. His couple wasn't at its best, but no one ever said something about getting a divorce.
Dalit was staring at her ring, the euphoria was gone and actually owning one left her cold. It has been her objective since little, owning a ring like that meant a lot, a symbol of adulthood, power, honor and much more. The ring was her life, and now, she had nothing to live for, and becoming the Mother of the family was such a bummer, but she had time and siblings to take her places for she declined the offer.
"I don't want to be static, I want to move, to live and to experience a lot of things! I don't want them to say what I have to do, I'm a grown up, I can think for myself for one!", said a Dalit to an empty wall.
When she went to the bridge, looking at the empty space. Almost a month passed without anything coming out of the usual, the world was mostly empty and the crew of the fleet was slowly getting bored and lethargic. The thing is that the race never did such journey before and the hysteria of the first days was getting replaced with disillusions. Dalit was so bored that she asked for some duplications, duplications were her toys and using them gave her pleasure. As curious by nature, she tried things that were taboo for her race and even for herself. The young woman took pleasure of teasing the crew of her ship using these duplications, faking the fact that she was everywhere at the same time, her puppets where her babies and an extension of her own soul for some reason.
The day when the scanners found new lands, a huge clamor was heard within every ship of the massive fleet, and when they found sign of life, it was even better. But something was odd about it.
"We've been there?", asked a confused Dalit.
"Yes, somehow. There were no records of an anterior expedition, nor a scoot of our actual fleet.", replied the admiral of the ship.
"And under which house is it attributed after? The Morgian? If so, we'll have to ask them a few questions! I hate to be tricked like that!"
"The Pietro..."
"Say what?! Fine! All ships, stay out of range of these lands! This is the family's territory, but something is odd. To all units, prepare the incursion! We're going to claim it as ours!", Dalit yelled.
"But it's our family's territory!", said the Admiral, shocked.
"Guess what, if it was in no records, and if we were sent here, it's because something wrong happened. Thus, we're going to look at what happened there and fix it. But I'm really bad at politics, so I'm going to invade it."
"You ought to reconsider the fact that it might not be the best solution!"
"Fine! We're going to do the 'accident' and invade the uninhabited zone, create our HQ there and then spread out and search. You're pleased, now?"
The admiral said no more and turned to face the monitor. Dalit drew her pistol and shot him to the head before to the bay to embark for the first carrier to land on a world near the one who was hosting life. Building a base made the race busy and when everything was running perfectly, and event occurred.
The news were already talking about the event which happened many few decades ago, it was something so unreal. Jonathan was watching the tv, he remembered perfectly, it was a rain of meteoroids, some said they found UFOs on the site where the rocks landed, but the army took over and denied everything. His wife was always angry when they talked about that fact, John never understood why. When he met her, she was looking lost and weak, he found her while traveling the desert of Vegas, she was a foreigner and yet, he fell for her and her exotic look. Diana fell in debt of this man and kept loving him for everything he did to her, but he sometimes had to be put back to his place.
"Turn off the TV that's just stupid.", she said while cooking in the kitchen.
"Why? We met two weeks after that event!"
"It reminds me of bad things, I don't want to discuss about... Well.. That truth is that I..."
To be continued... Or not?
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Posted by: Infamy - 09-06-2016, 04:41 AM - Forum: Creative writing
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Sometimes in my tears I drown
But I never let it get me down
So when negativity surrounds
I know some day it'll all turn around because...
All my life I've been waiting for
I've been praying for
For the people to say
That we don't wanna fight no more
There will be no more wars
And our children will play
One day [6x]
Matisyahu - One Day
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| Spicy Moment 10 - Part 1 (The phone call) |
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Posted by: Simple Tania - 09-05-2016, 02:13 PM - Forum: Creative writing
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- “ Hello? Ms. Sousa?” – A hoarsely voice asked from the other side of the phone;
- “ Yes, who’s talking?” – I replied back;
- “ Good afternoon Madame, this is Ricardo Pinheiro, I wanted to talk to you about that subject on which you hired me” – Said the same voice;
That sentence enlightens my mind while a chill crossed my spine as if a discharge of electricity hit me. I longed and feared that phone call since the day I hired his services. I took a deep breath, tried to remain calm and answered.
- “ Good afternoon Mr. Pinheiro, I thought that you had forgotten, or worse, that you had given up” – Joked, trying not disclose the latent nervousness in me;
- “ No way, Ms. Sousa, as I said, these services can take a lot of time, is not uncommon I find anything about the subject people hire me, but, with information or without them, I always inform my clients” – He answered, clearly showing some irritation, not realizing my vain attempt to joke;
- “ I’m so sorry, didn’t mean to offend you, it was only a joke, the truth is I feared this call and I’m a little nervous” – took a deep breath and continued – “ So? What do you have to tell me?”
- “ Hmm…, I have several, Ms. Sousa, but if you don’t mind, I’d rather tell you in person, because… well, because what I have to tell you, isn’t easy, and in my experience this kind of detailed information that I have to give you, it’s easier to deliver hand to hand, not by phone or mail”
Upon hearing that, my heart was pounding, I felt a shake run through my body from one side to the other, staggered to the couch and sat down, my hands trembled incessantly, I try to regain control over my body, looked down and noticed that my legs were also shaking, I stood there for a few seconds, on the other side of the phone I heard Mr. Pinheiro, asking if I was alright, I didn’t replied, instead, closed my eyes and slowly, with rhythmic breaths, re-established the heartbeat, well, more or less, just enough to finally answer him.
- “O…K! I’m sorry…hmm, right! Can we meet in the same place where we met the first time? Let’s say…in one hour?” – The place wasn’t far from my home, but I really need more time to re-establish conveniently.
He nodded, said goodbye and hung up, I laid the phone on the table and let myself fall heavily on the couch, my eyes closed trying to contain the tears that insisted in coming out; gradually the tremors passed, didn’t realized how long it took, it seemed an eternity, several scenarios have formed in my head, from the very poor to the really bad. When finally took control of my body, I got up, went to the kitchen, drank a glass of water, then went to my room, changed clothes (I was wearing my gym clothes, because I thought in going to the beach for my regular walk), perfumed myself, washed my face, put some light make up, grabbed the car keys and leave out the door. Good or bad, the time had come for me to know the whole truth.
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| Memories from the Future Chapter 4 |
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Posted by: Sylviekat - 09-04-2016, 01:30 PM - Forum: Creative writing
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The adventures of Madame Cynthia Parker continues now she is going off on her own leaving her close friends and partner behind to face the unknown and hostile stars.
Chapter 4: Foxy Lady: 2634
Fox Tale: Alas finally the orders came and I had to depart Resort 14 and report to my new assignment, the AISS Foxglove. The Foxglove was the number two ship in the squadron, the flagship, another Saturn, was the Firebat. We also had three destroyers, the Hoopskirt; a Hermes class and the Lorington and Lapis-Lazuli both Tyche class destroyers. Our only vessel was a single Oracle class corvette the Sunshine. The mission of the 452nd was the screen and scout force for the ATG.
We normally worked in two separate divisions, with the Hermes and Oracle as independent detachments. At full muster we would have two frigates but they were long since cross leveled to another squadron. Because of the need to disperse the squadron each ship mistress operated her own independent command, even our “close” companion the Lapis-Lazuli (Double L or 2L) was usually just a blip on the extreme range of the sensors. Right now however all of the ships in the squadron were in orbit around Goldstone.
The shuttle to the Foxglove seemed longer than the trip down from the Pacificator, however I used the time to read up on my new home. The Saturn class is about 2/3rds the size of the Neptune class like the Gremlin, and has about 200 fewer souls. This makes for relatively tight quarters. Because the Foxglove was not set up for a squadron command ship, we did not have a full battle staff, which left some space. I reported aboard and was promptly shown to my quarters, a duplex shared by another senior officette named Rhonda Winters, she was not present so I could not see which department nor what rank she was. The steward also informed me that Lady Janice wants to meet with all department heads for dinner, back on Goldstone, the dress is Formal. I inquired where the skipper was, and was given the answer still down planet side, along with most of the senior staff. I then found out that Miss Martin, is the OOD, which is curious because she was not the officette that piped me aboard. I decided to change out of shore dress and take quick stroll to the BDC before getting ready for tonight’s dinner.
Miss Martin or more precisely Mademoiselle Lewtenette Mary Beth Martin, 2nd Watch MCO was located on the BDC, however besides two other enlisted the place was deserted. I looked around, making some mental notes when someone bumped into me. “Excuse me, coming through.”
I moved out of the way for a Majourette wearing the overalls from Engineering she had a tray of food.
“Hey Mary chow time…” The Engineering officette said to Miss Martin.
“About time Gail, where did you go to get it?” She said back
“Well shit you know the galley is nowhere near Engineer country, hey who’s the new girl?” Gail replied not really paying attention.
“Huh?”
“I passed by one of you command types, over by the hatch, not very friendly….”
“Oh well probably a replacement still wet behind the ears, where is she?’ Mary asked.
“Oh there she is standing over there, kinda old looking to be a kaydette…..oh shit on me….” Gail said pointing and finally noticing the 4 pointed emblem on my collar
“What is it Gail, a friend of yours?”
“...no shit for brains I think she is the new Exec…..stand up fool….”
“Oh Soro’t hell, Executive on Deck!” The one named Mary shouted as she leaped out of her chair, the two enlisted folks also responded along with the engineer.
I gave a small smirk then said “As you were, Miss Martin a word please.”
We went to a corner of the BDC and then I established myself within the pecking order. “Ok I know I am new to the 45th and the light cruisers, but unless AIDOF regulations have changed in the last two days, what in Soro’s Name do you think you are doing!”
“Uh….”
“Uh is not an answer young lady, now first off you are the OOD?”
“Yes Ma’am..”
“Good, now why did you not meet me when I boarded?”
“I was not aware that you arrived, all of the seniors are planet side with the skipper..”
“Well I did not get the memo, who is your friend in Orange?”
“Uh Gail, er Miss Benton.”
“Miss Benton, please come here….good are you on duty?” I asked her.
“No Ma’am just got off…”
“Ok why were you bringing Miss Martin food to the BDC?”
“Er we normally do, just a custom aboard the Foxy…”
“Ok, who is senior presently aboard?”
“That would be Majourette Daniels….”
“What division is she?”
“Launch Control, she is the Hanger Deck Officette.”
“Right ok who is the senior present from Command, Engineering and Weapons?”
“Uh Miss Travis, Miss Kingston and myself, Ma’am.”
“Ok good, I have some time before I go back planet side, please summon Miss Daniels, and the others and meet me in the wardroom in ten minutes. They are to come as they are, and don’ you dare tell them the reason, that is all Miss Benton.”
I waited for her to depart before turning back to Miss Marin, “As for you unless we are on alert there will be no more chow on the BDC, especially hot liquids, It seems we have some changes to make, but since I have yet to meet the skipper we will consider the unfortunate affairs of today closed.”
“Yes Ma’am thank you Ma’am…”
“Oh don’t thank me yet, where is the rest of the watch?”
“Er off duty, I got the short straw Ma’am…..”
“Right another change, we have three full watches for a reason, carry on Miss Martin.”
I then left the BDC and headed to the ward room where I could hear the grumblings of the few ladies.
“This better be important Gail, dragging me out of bed like that.”
“Oh it is, believe me Amy.”
“I hope you are right, Trish and I were in the middle of a nice poker game with that sweet babe in Navigation.”
“You mean Sophia, Debby, watch out she is a sharp one…..” She broke mid sentence then went rigid and shouted “Attention on Deck!”
The other three looked at their friend for a moment, one was about to say something then glanced over and noticed me walking in.
“Uh shit girls get up!” At this point the other two likewise saw at first the four points of my insignia and then the sextant of command, on board any ship without a flag staff only one person has those two items, the right arm of the Skipper, the Executive.
“At ease ladies, at my request Miss Benton summoned you all here as she informed me you are the senior representatives present for each of the three main divisions and in the case of Miss Daniels the senior present among the ship’s company. I have not been on board for very long but what I have seen so far leaves me at a loss for words. Ok now since none of you seem to be in proper uniform, besides Miss Benton I need to know who each of you are, but to be fair Miss Benton, please start, first and last name, rank, department, duty station and watch.”
“Er Yes Ma’am, Gail Benton, Majourette, Stellar Drive Officette, uh 1st Watch.”
“You are not sure which watch?”
“Er Ma’am I am the head of the Stellar Drive section, I am formally part of 1st Watch but really all watches whenever we are using the stellar drive.”
“Ah right, ok next, hmm you,” I said while pointing to a dirty blonde wearing light pink, non regulation pajamas.
“Amy Daniels, Majourette, Launch Control, Hanger Deck Officette, like Miss Benton I am also technically 1st Watch.”
“Right ok now, your turn,” I said pointing to a dark skinned brunette wearing it seems her bra and part of her ship board dress.
“Uh Trish er Patrisha Travis, Command, DBDCO…..”
“Say again?” I said with not so feigned disbelief
“Er DBDCO, you know Ma’am Deputy Battle Direction Center…..”
“I know what a DBDCO is Miss Travis, but what I want to know is why the heck you are out of uniform and not on duty during your watch!”
“Uh…”
“Uh is not an answer, the DBDCO is 2nd Watch, I should know having been both the DBDCO and the BDCO myself, and since it is the middle of 2nd Watch, why are you not on duty?”
“Ma’am we are in port so we need minimal staff, Miss Martin is the OOD….”
“I already met her, and correction we are in orbit, not in port big difference, each watch needs to be manned at a minimum of three officettes, one of which needs to be experienced enough to run the entire ship, and have all command functions manned with at least one person both on the BDC and VNB, just in case something or someone decides to head for this ship.” As for you I said turning my gaze to the last person, I take it you are Miss Kingston?”
“Yes Ma’am,” she said and like Miss Travis was wearing only some clothing, however in her case she was just in her panties and bra, not even any socks.
“Deborah Kingston, Majourette, Weapons, Secondary Angel Turret Gun Captain, 2nd Watch.”
“Right same thing, what kind of poker game, oh never mind, were you losing?” I asked with a mischievous grin
“Uh no Ma’am Miss Everson, uh Lewtenette Everson was losing.”
“Right and what division and watch is she?”
“2nd Watch Navigation, we were not sleeping…..” Miss Travis interjected
“But not in a state or position to react in an emergency either, have you seen much action?” I asked the group
“Well we have been in the fight as long as everyone else…” Again Miss Travis, now sticking up for her shipmates and ship, a good sign really
“Yes but the 45th has been on the wings, well let me tell you girls, I have seen my share, and then some, only two years ago was I like you Miss Travis, by the way are you any relation to Mademoiselle Majourette Wendy Travis?” I asked her
“Uh Yes ma’am she is my cousin, why do you know her?” a slight look of concern mixed with puzzlement was on her face.
“Yes I do, we went to the Salon together and served on the same ships until recently.”
“Oh my, uh so you are the one she wrote about….” She turned pale a bit.
“I guess, what did she say, nothing scandalous I hope?” I asked again smirking to show I found the situation at leas in part humerous.
“Er no Ma’am she says you saved her life, and that you have a gold cluster.”
“Ah that I did, and do have, anything else?”
“That you take things very seriously but can party with the best of them…”
“That I do, work hard, play hard, but don’t get confused and play when you should be working. I think that will do ladies, but word of advice I think we should see some changes in the state of affairs when I return with the Skipper later tonight.”
“Yes Ma’am!” they shouted, as I left to change for the shindig down planet-side.
I changed into my formal dress uniform, sans shoes, as I will put on my heels in the shuttle, then went to the BDC and informed Miss Travis that I was on my way down and that she had the con. I noticed that all of the primary stations were manned and everyone was in shipboard duty dress like they were supposed to be. This meant that my black blouse and red skirt stuck out like a sore thumb. After leaving the Foxglove’s BDC I headed down to the shuttle area and took a shuttle down and met with my new commander.
Despite my first impression, I soon warmed to Lady Janice and my counterparts. Ms. Wilson the Engineering Officette knew her trade, Ms. Duquesne, the Weapons Officette likewise ran a tight ship although her division was not nearly as impressive as the weapons on the Pacificator, I knew we could trust her girls to give the enemy a rough time. Ms. Green, the BDCO was slightly jealous that she was not called to be the executive but she has even less time in her present grade than I do, she transferred as DBCO from a battle cruiser as a replacement for the BDCO who went to another ship. It seems the light cruisers are prime targets for personnel raids to beef up the larger ships. Ms. Kemple and Miss Rochester rounded out the other seniors of note, Ms. Kemple insured me that her birds were up and her girls will do their duty. Miss Rochester likewise vouched for her Troop. As for the dinner it was quite good if not wholly remarkable.
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Posted by: Sasso - 09-04-2016, 06:22 AM - Forum: Drawings, designs and beautiful art
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There's alot of art programs out there, so I'm just wondering about what everyone uses and their opinions on them?
Every art program is different and some are specialised to do some things, so it's hard to say of one is decisivley the best.
Anyway this is my art program list.
1. Black Ink
http://blackink.bleank.com/
Black Ink is probably the thing I've used for most of my digital art. It focuses on abstract art, so if you're after making figures or specifics, it isnt the best (although it still can do it if it has to). This is the only thing I've spent money on, and it cost me 50 NZD through Steam. If you are willing to spend money I'd recommend it. Some art programs that cost money can get quite steep, so $50 isn't a bad deal I think.
2. GIMP
https://www.gimp.org/
I absoloutley recommend this even if you're not an artist, just having something to edit images in is extremely useful to have. It's open source and a community project, so it's free to download. It's saved my life so many times and everyone should get it, no exceptions. It has most of the functionality of Photshop, but Adobe programs can start at the hundreds of dollars for standard.
3. Design Doll
http://terawell.net/terawell/?lang=en
This I haven't used as much but it makes 3d models that you can use to trace on other programs if you're a figure artist. I found a link to this when I was browsing an *ahem* adult artist. From what I've tested it works well and the figures are good, but I find the figures hard to pose naturally. This is probably just a practice thing. The full package I costs $79 (USD I think) but they offer the main program for free. You'll only miss out on downloading some premade models and exporting to other programs.
4. Krita
https://krita.org/en/
I'll be honest I've never even used this since I downloaded it, I haven't needed it for anything. But it's a good program for digital painting. I've heard something about it being used almost exclusively by porn artists, but have you sen some of their art??It's fricking amazing. This program is free too. The website has a sop you can download things from, but I think it's mostly tutorial videos to get the most out of the program
I use a Wacom Intuos to draw. I bought the lowest end model I could, just because I don't really have the money for something better (My dream is to get a Cintiq someday....). This came with 2 art programs, but I never used them because they really werent great by any measure.
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