Milky Way [PG-16][Started/Still Accepting]

[Aesirson]

((YRPOtaku, X'Aria got abondoned after the Xalian-Plasmed War. Forgot to mention that. Also, the head of government should be the leaders of the Union, containing one representant for several races))

 

Ekzie watched as the andalite turned from a centaur-like creature into a humanoid creature. Actually, Elam now looked just like an old human. When Ekzie saw that the creature got a nose she stroke her face. She was actually jealous at the races who was lucky enough to have a nose.

"Interesting. I actually didn't know Andalite's could do that." Ekzie said and watched the man sit down. "Anyway, I would like to know about your race. It's almost the only race that I haven't come in real contact with during my lifetime. So what about religion? What do Andalites believe in?"

[Guest TheFinalFan]

Several taps impacted Ekzie's shoulder. Behind the woman was looked like a human teenager, but her body was a bit too mature in some places for her to be even in her late-teens. She had blood-red eyes, long, flowing silver hair, pale skin, and a cute Gothic Lolita-esque Japanese schoolgirl outfit.

"I guess this would seem a bit awkward, but could you possibly take me to your leader? The leader of the humans would be preferrable, if you would know how to get in contact with him or her. This IS their new homeworld, right?"

[Spartan919]

Elam sighed. Another one...oh boy... Taking a deep breath, Elam began.

 

"Andalites don't really believe in anything. Well, I guess you could say we believe in honor, respect, and pride in oneself and in culture. We have special rituals that we must do, for anything from the morning to death in battle. We even have a ritual that we say when we want to avenge a fallen warrior. And I have learned something else from my race. Andalites are haughty; we believe we are the most powerful beings in the galaxy, and will not share any of our technology with any other race. Our social status is similar to...a hierarchy, I guess you could say. The most powerful Andalite is the Electorate. Then there are the Princes. There is one Electorate, and multiple Princes. There is also a High Council. Every Andalite has a Prince that we must report to consistently, and each Prince must in turn report to the Electorate. We keep our society fair; though the Electorate is the most powerful Andalite, he was elected by the common people, such as myself.

[Aesirson]

"Oh. Interesting." Ekzie said and then felt the tap on her shoulder and turned around to see the gothic human girl. "Wait... Aren't you human, shouldn't you know where your leader is? For the records, I don't know." She again turned to the Andalite. "I've heard about that Electorate, isn't that the Andalite's representant in the Union Council?"

 

((The Council is the Union's Leaders, fyi.))

[Spartan919]

((Thanks. I've been using Wikipedia. I actually don't know any of it XP))

 

Elam nodded. "You are correct." Noticing the girl behind Ekzie, Elam blinked. Her anatomy was not quite right, and the proportions were wrong for someone who should be as young as she looked. "If you would excuse me," he said, standing. He walked over, and looked at Wy. After a minute, he let out a "hmph." "You're not a human, are you? I can tell by the way you stand, and the way your body is built, that you are not human. At least, you aren't a proper human, like me. So...what are you? And, who...are you, if you don't mind my asking?"

[Guest TheFinalFan]

The girl giggled. "I may look human, but could a human do THIS?"

She held out her right arm, which became some sort of liquid silver, and reshaped into a blade made of the stuff. She held it out to her left arm, and sliced her right arm off at the shoulder. The arm disintegrated into more liquid metal, and not a single drop of blood spilled from the wound. The girl then walked into the puddle of her former arm, which was absorbed back into her, and her left arm reformed as her right arm shifted back to normal.

"I need to see the leader of the humans. Do not worry. I do not intend to inflict any harm upon him."

[Spartan919]

Elam nodded. "Just as I suspected. From what I can infer, you are some nanocolony, made up of hundreds upon hundreds of nanobots. Let me show you this...I am not human either." Elam stepped back a little, and focused his mind. After a minute, a change began. Blue fur began to grow on his skin, and his skin changed color. Two stalk eyes grew out of his hair, which was rapidly shortening. His rear jutted out, until it was quite long. Then, two bulbs appeared, and extended, forming his back legs. His front legs convulsed, and his feet changed, forming the hoof of the Andalite. He felt his nostrils and mouth as they were slitted shut. Then, his nose was mashed into his face, and three slits opened on his face.

[Aesirson]

Ekzie watched the girl do her "tricks", and she was greatly astonished.

"Hey girl!" She rose from her sitting place. "I don't know where the human leader is, but I can take you to the Xalian embassy if you want. There you can make contact with the Council. The leader of the humans should be there."

Ekzie pointed towards the door.

"Come with me." She looked at the andalite. "Maybe you wanna come to?"

[Guest TheFinalFan]

The girl smiled at this. "Okey-dokey!" She replied cheerfully as she posed like some sort of girl out of a cartoon. She headed out of the building, only to come back in about half-a-minute later. "Where's the Embassy?" She asked, acting a bit ditzy.

[Spartan919]

Elam nodded. This isn't to up front, I hope? All these races, and all their 'protocols' and everything can get very confusing, very quickly. Of course, if this doesn't work, I'll just do whatever it takes to get the DNA of a Xalian. They are a very interesting race, I would much like their DNA.

[ryuujinn]

Devian cannot help but hear what the Andalite and the Xalian was talking about. Tali looked at him, awaiting some inputs. Just as Devian was finishing his meal, another alien joined in the other two's conversation. This piqued Devian's interest, for it was none other than one of the more rarer sights in the galaxy, the Architects. He quickly noticed this when the silver-white haired girl changed his arm on a whim.

 

"Interesting. Tali, I never would've thought Architects utilizes nanomachines. Fascinating. But more importantly, come, the council leader may know some things that are of use to us." Devian said, wiping his semi-synthetic lips with a white cloth.

 

Tali nodded as she did the same. Devian stood up, and motioned Tali to follow him. They approached the Xalian, who seemed to know more about Eden than the other two.

 

"Excuse me, Xalian. Forgive the intrusion, but I cannot help but overhear you talking about the council leader. Mind if we tag along?" Devian asked, bowing courteously as is customary in Ashala'ar.

[THEChanger]

It was at this point that Urganan entered the burgershop. Completely ignoring the customers, and bumping the father of the family that was eating there, he moved straight to the counter at the back connecting to the ktichen. "Alright, where's the owner?" Urganan's voice oddly did not come from his clicking mandibles, but from a small box attached to his hip. While it had a tone of annoyance, it also had a slight mechanical tone to it, and the clicking of the mandibles in concert with the voice caused the sound strange, almost as if produced by grinding gears. At the same time, a smell somewhat similar to fresh fish filled the shop, centered on Urganan. Quite pugnant, and possibly offensive to any species present with a nose. While the two compound eyes, as they had no eye lids, betrayed no emotion, the center eye was fixed in a glare straight into the kitchen. "I've got a few words for him. If, of course, that's alright."

[Skarlet]

Celpheacora The Ringoki, Assassin, Spy, Thief, lover. No matter what you called her, the tree like 'woman' walked into the burger joint. The smell of cooking meats was pleasant to her, as was that of fish. Not that she would partake, for the most part, her species stuck to fruit and insects... Insects, she spied on the menu boards that a burger consisting partially of a patty made up of crushed cricket-like creatures was on offer. But she wasn't there to eat. She was in fact waiting on her previous contractor. The job was done, she had half the money. The body wouldn't be found, but where in the galaxy was the man who had payed her? She still owed him and there'd be hell to pay if she didn't get her money. She let out a sigh, a sound somewhat like a gentle breeze blowing through an almost bare tree and stood again. Walking toward the counter, where a strange creature with mandibles stood, glaring at the creature working the counter. Celphea tapped her foot impatiently, Creating a sound of wood on steel as she waited for either her money, or her chance to order.

[Magnet Soldier]

OOC: I'm sure I posted before. Never mind, Yes it's alright for him to be famous in the area, but he himself is not particularly famous, just the race.

 

"Yes, that would be me. Anything the matter Urganan? I'm a busy man. And I believe you are too Valrushian." Cultin said, striding over to the counter. "And I have a customer, anything you would like, urm, Ringoki, isn't it? If so then would you care to take a seat, I'll me here awhile." Cultin asked, looking towards the tree like creature. "Now, Urganan, what would it be that you wish for? And make sure it doesn't anger me. You know what my second job is, and I'm very good at it."

[THEChanger]

"Look, I know your job, and I know you do it very well." Urganan's eye was slightly calmer now, but still slightly annoyed. The smell had changed to something akin to seaweed. Which is different from fresh fish, as anyone who lives near the sea could tell you. "I would appreciate it if, however, when you deal with idiots here, you didn't just throw them out. The thump from that last one made me drop an energy core. My last one. And it cracked, for heaven's sake. I think you know what would have happened if I hadn't managed to get it the containment unit. Neither of us would be standing here, nor would most of the surrounding blocks." Urganan's eye wandered to the plant-like creature standing next to him. While there were certainly a lot of plant species in the galaxy, this one looked like a Ringoki. Which fed on insects. "Anyway, all I'm asking is that you dispose of your . . . waste more quietly in the future. With me working with some rather fragile, expensive, and dangerous materials, it's in both our intrests, isn't it?"

[◇ Void ◇]

"Heres your Order..." One of the staff said to Beta, Handing over a Buger which the buns was made of A meat subsatute which Carnavors can eat without ill effects, the Juice being like Cola cola only MUCH sweeter. So much so that it can kill Diabetics with one Glassfull.

 

"Thank you." Roboticly spoke, using his cyborg Hand to take it and have a bite with his Insect like jaws. While on his inperial pad, he scaned though Mission Breefings, one intresting one named:

 

"Project: Deja Earth." Though, he looked at the details they were in his Race's language which looked like crystal formations rounded down then pointed. He seemed a but surprised about it, Puting down his burger in a slight loss of Hunger.

 

God, what are they thinking...I dont want to do that again.... He thought, rasing his hand to get attention of the Server.

 

"Can i have this bagged please, somthing has come up." he asked in a rush, slight emotion from a krystaline ment somthing was not Right. Everyone knew that.

[The Borg]

Name: Xixal

Age: ∞

Gender: None

Race: Getry Novan [spoiler=Novans] There are several novan species but the ones with the most influence are the Getry Novans, Geonovans, and the Aquanovans. The novan species are all similar with various appearances and abilities. At about 1 BCE the Getry Novans, Geonovans, and the Aquanovans aligned themselves to form the Triad. Eventually all Novan species joined but the founding three remained in power. The Geonovans are able to survive primarily on land with tan skin, green eyes, and a reptile like tail 2 feet long for an adult. They are usually 8 feet tall. The Aquanovans have blue skin, gils so they can live in water, lungs so they can live on land as well, and blue eyes. They are 9 feet tall with webbed feet and hands.

 

The Getry novans however are able to live forever, shapeshift, rearange matter, teleport,but they can not use their powers to instantly kill someone or a species. There are only 350 pure Getry Novans left in existence. They were the very first species in this universe ever, causing the big bang, because before then they lived on a different plane of existence and still can.

 

They can not breed among each other and must mate with other species. These crossbreads are near all powerful like the Getry Novan parent but not always. They are genderless but may appear as either.

 

 

 

 

Birthplanet: None

Job: Triad Agent (basically whatever he wants but he does have to do missions the Triad leaders tell him to do.

Appearance: typically as an Aquanovan

Personality: Xixal is very quirky. It is ruthless and careless. It tends to have a hidden agenda

Biography: Xixal was the first Triad agent to spy on the Qu'estani. It discovered they had a weapon able to cause great eclipses. The Triad made Xixal cause a plague to wipe them out due to them using it once. Xixal was the one who created life on Earth in order to use the humans as slaves latter. Xixal is now sent to try and wipe out the humans and the union - though first the humans and there allies.

[Magnet Soldier]

OOC: Finally, someone has created a race that killed the Qu'estani.

 

IC: "Well Urganan, you seem to think I'm an Imbecile. You really think I wouldn't protect my shop. It's protected by a Clactonian defender array, allowing it to create a forcefield that could survive a supernova. You really think a cracked energy core would damage it?" At this Cultin laughed. "But, I'll throw them out the back door from now on, ok? Good. Now, would you like a drink to calm you down?" Cultin asked as he grabbed an orange liquid from behind him. He placed it in front of Urganan. "On the house." And then he turned to the Ringoki. "Anything you would like?" He asked, motioning to the menu beside him.

[Aesirson]

((Rescucatking is accepted, but no godmodding with those powers, 'kay?))

 

Ekzie looked at Elam, who was now holding his palm towards her.

"I don't know if my DNA would be of much use for you." She said and looked down. She then looked up again. "You do know about the Eternitication, right? My DNA is 25% PDNA, or Plasmed DNA. I'm not an original Xalian, no one is. Still, I don't see how it would hurt." She then went quiet, she seemed to be wondering about something. "So, how do I do this? Do you want one of my hair, or something?" She then heard another voice behind her. She turned around and saw a human-like man, but she knew that this was an Ashura'an. "First, I would like to know who you are."

[THEChanger]

"Clactonian Defender Array? Where did you get- oh, right. The other job." Urganan shook his head in mirth. The smell of freshly picked roses filled the shop. Quite the calming smell, freshly picked roses. Urganan picked up the glass of orange liquid. After waving a anntenae over it, he took a quick swig. "Hmmm . . . tastes faintly of oranges. What do you call this stuff? It's delicious!" With great vigor, Urganan began to drink the liquid. So sweet. So very sweet . . .

[Spartan919]

Elam nodded. Even though she had told him to wait, and turned around, Elam took a small step forward, and pressed his hand into her shoulder. He focused on her, imagining himself pulling the DNA out of her. He had never had it happen to him, so he had no idea if he would feel something or not. After about fifteen seconds, Elam took his hand off of her. He could feel her DNA in him.

[The Borg]

I walked over to the transport pad. I was very angry. No nukes until the Triad fleet reaches Mars but harm the humans in the meantime they said. I like nukes. The humans should be our slaves by now but no! They aren't due to meeting the union. Well they can die too. I used the transport pad and set it to warp me right to Eden.

 

"Hello surviving humans of Mars. Be prepared to die as Mars is about to get cold very cold," I said not realizing I accidentally appeared in a burger shop.

[Magnet Soldier]

"Humans." Cultin said as he saw a Lizard like creature enter the Cafe. "You'll find no humans in here. And dont even think of calling me one. I'm a Qu'estani, got it. If you call me anything different I'll kill you." Cultin threatened, as he looked back to Urganan. "It's called orange juice, and it was very common on earth. It also very healthy. That one was free but the rest are three Credits. Now escuse me." Cultin said as he came out from behind the counter. He walked up to the lizard thing and looked up at it's face. "Now, is there anything you want? If there isn't then I'll ask you once and once only to leave."

[The Borg]

" I'll just rotate Mars so that the city side is stuck facing away from the sun then Qu'estani!" I yelled quite angry. Maybe I should remake that plague now.

 

" I want the annihilation of humanity and it's allies! Don't talk down to me , I am the higher species after all!" I yelled again. The temperature lowered by 10 degrees Kelvin. I noticed a bystander munching on a "carrot".

 

" To prove my point watch!" The bystander (a human I created at that moment) was instantly turned into a rabit as the temperature lowered by another 10 degrees and the atmosphere became slightly weaker.

[Magnet Soldier]

OOC: Please dont talk in first person. And you're breaking the formatting clause.

 

Cultin stared at this lizard that had just entered the room, unchanged by the loss of Temperature and air. He showed his wrist to the Lizard creature. "I know your race. You sent that damned plague that wiped us out. How about I do something similar. And before you ask why I'm unaffected by your 'powers', this is a Cractoliastaci Refiblatorian. A device that makes me unaffected by the air and it's effects. I could sit butt naked in a blizzard with this on and it would feel like a sauna." Cultin said, a feel of hate and anger in his voice. "I was going to say get out right now, even with what you did to that man, but after calling yourself the 'Higher race' I realised what race you are, Novan." Cultin pulled a blaster out of his pocket. The Lizard grabbed his hand to stop Cultin from Firing, but Cultin smiled, and jumped onto The Lizards back. Then he pulled a needle out of his wrist and injected it into the Novan. The lizard fell onto the floor and appeared to be dead. Cultin noticed shocked faces around him. "It's a poison I invented that kills the body, but not the mind. After 10 minutes he will wake up......in a cell in the deepest cave on planet Kned'vent'ed." And with that, cultin pressed a button on the device on his wrist, allowing him to pick up the lizard and drag it out of the shop.