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Re: Cytherean Cycle, the
« Reply #25 on: October 30, 2015, 04:15:52 AM »
Cytherea was not too different from Terra in regard to everybody wanting to take advantage of everybody else. Except for a few selfless idealists - and the rest took enthusiastically advantage of those.

As the translator blabbered "calibrating", Luna thought "let's give it something to calibrate with. The lizard's attention focused on Derek in an almost enamoured fashion. Good. "Whatever you have going on there, boys, keep it up." The Lemurian used the opportunity to stealthily shift between the rocks to approach the slaver from the rear. Withdrawing the knife from her belt, she dashed forward, to swing into the saddle behind him and place the blade just right under the chin, where the scales were soft and likely ticklish.
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Re: Cytherean Cycle, the
« Reply #26 on: October 30, 2015, 07:18:16 AM »
And he did. He _was_ kind of tired...  He expected someone to run up and make sure his makeup was good...


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Re: Cytherean Cycle, the
« Reply #27 on: October 30, 2015, 03:11:55 PM »
Hudson Mk. IV

Attributes          Skills
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Wit        4D6+2    Computer 5D6+2 (1D), Tracking 5D6+2 (1D), Science 5D6+2 (1D)
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Hudson Mk. IV
The last of a line of failed space explorer robots, Hudson Mk. IV is an abandoned product from a failed task force. The International Outer Space Robotics Commission was established to send an advance group of robot explorers to nearby planets in advance of planned colonization. Most of the early lines failed: some were destroyed on impact of their destinations, others were not built to the harsh conditions of the planets they were sent, a few went haywire and had to be destroyed. The Hudson series was to be the pinnacle of scientific achievement, personally designed by famed roboticist Dr. Athanasius Risk. The Mk. IV was actually sent before its predecessors, as the conditions for a Venusian flight were perfect and Dr. Risk was convinced it would be successful. Indeed, Hudson Mk. IV arrived successfully on Venus and sent its signal requesting further instruction.

Unfortunately, it didn't do so for decades. An unfortunate storm partly dissolved a solar battery pack that was to power the Mk. IV, and the charge time was increased exponentially. As war broke out on Earth in the early 20th century, the Commission was dissolved, and Dr. Athanasius Risk went to his final rest. Now the Hudson Mk. IV probot silently awaits its orders, passively collecting data until someone can activate its exploration routines...
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Re: Cytherean Cycle, the
« Reply #28 on: October 30, 2015, 06:51:13 PM »
Luna vaulted onto the shaggy mount with super-human agility, and froze her blade against the wrinkly scaled throat of the lizard-thing. The creature made a pathetic, tea-kettle sound through its nostrils. It opened its maw slightly, but sat otherwise still. The interplanetary laws of sharp-object-against-fleshy-throat, (if not those of physics) still seemed to apply on this forsaken planet.

As Luna had suspected seconds before her assault, the rhino-ox mount seemed neither impressed with the new arrival nor concerned for its original rider. Nor did the extra weight seem to bother the creature one bit. The beast merely lowered its head and rutted its horn in the red silicon sands, as if digging up some kind of tasty morsel.

Derek could think just fine, but remained rooted in place, paralyzed and enamored with the lizard creature. "Derek! Do something!" came the panicked voice from his radio. 

This annoying "Earthen Commentary" would have to stop. Derek made a mental note.
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Re: Cytherean Cycle, the
« Reply #29 on: November 05, 2015, 06:03:44 PM »
"Gotcha" she teased the lizard, who no doubt would expect her to make demands, threaten him, gloat. Verily, all those things were certainly entertaining, but ineffectual. Instead, she used the knife's pommel to knock him out cold. Once he was wrapped nice and tight, he'd provide ample language samples for the translator to calibrate.

Grasping the bridle and sliding down the beast's side, Luna let the lizardman come to rest sprawled out on the sand, then proceeded to take his own ropes and bind him, while humming.
Keelhaul the filthy landlubber, send him down to the depths below, let the bastard walk the plank, with a bottle of rum and a yo ho ho...
Positively cheerful, she sat down on her prize, and looked around for the kid - wherever it may be?

"So. What now, captain?"
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Re: Cytherean Cycle, the
« Reply #30 on: November 09, 2015, 10:02:55 AM »
Um, I assume I have freedom to act now, since Mr. Lizard has been brained?
   
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Re: Cytherean Cycle, the
« Reply #31 on: November 09, 2015, 10:50:03 AM »
Yessir! Mind-haze cleared.
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Re: Cytherean Cycle, the
« Reply #32 on: November 09, 2015, 11:54:13 AM »
Freed of whatever compulsion the lizard-thing had put him under, Derek shook his head and also looked about for the kid that had gotten them into this mess.  Why in the Blue Blazes was a kid here, of all places?

"These ne're do well lizards seem ready to capture people. I think that says something. "
 Derek was stalling, he really didn't take to this 'reality film' thing.  Too uncontrolled. Too dangerous. A look at Luna. Too Wierd!

"We really should find that kid. Maybe he can tell us something, and he really shouldn't be here by himself! " Or at allAliens, assertive women, kids, the only thing he needed now to upstage him was a d**n puppy. 

Or a talking robot...



   
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Re: Cytherean Cycle, the
« Reply #33 on: November 09, 2015, 03:55:01 PM »
Venus: Vigil

The Mk. IV was an impressive machine-man. At least that's what Dr. Risk had called it. He attached the "man" for publicity and for its obvious appearance. Best of all, the Mk. III's peculiar flaw of questioning commands seemed to be fixed with the Mk. IV.

Strong, fast, and sleek (by the robotics standards of the very early 20th century) the Mk. IV had a capacity to collect, store, and compute more information than could be imagined by most of the population.

--_-- --_--


The Hudson Mk. IV, or "Mark", as Dr. Risk affectionately called him, had stood motionless in place for almost 50 years now. His self-lubing body took care to keep the elements from destroying his form as he stood. Only the occasional "metal snow" storms of mercury and galena, harmed him, though he calculated that he could stand another 69 years before irreparable damage was done.

Though he could not move, Mark's CPU still hummed along nicely, collecting and storing the data all around him. When not collecting information on his environment, the Mk. IV emotionlessly reflected on his predicament.

Standing ankle-deep on a jade-green silicon beach, a few dozen yards away from a boiling sea, Mark bided his time. Boredom (or madness) did not affect him. All he needed was for someone or some "thing" (Mark had "encountered" several lifeforms in the last 50 years after all) to either power up his battery pack, or initiate the Mk. IV's exploration routines, or both.

Now for the first time in several years, Mark felt lifeforms close by once more.
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Re: Cytherean Cycle, the
« Reply #34 on: November 09, 2015, 04:03:58 PM »
The "Kid" was nowhere to be seen. Typical, thought Derek. Just like the kid he had rescued in "Blood Dawn II". Not even a "thanks".

The EEP (Emergency Ejection Pod) sat nearby in the crunchy sand, humming softly. Everywhere Derek looked he saw only reddish sands and dunes, except in one direction where he could make out what looked like a hazy body of liquid (water?) of some kind. Distances were difficult to gauge here, but it couldn't be more than a few miles away.

Luna examined some of the lizard-thing's possessions. Among them, was what appeared to be a forty foot long(!) metallic, reticulated whip, with a hollow handle and a wicked spike or talon at the other end of it. A bizarre weapon, if indeed it was one.

The beast of burden continued rutting in the sands oblivious to Luna and Skyrider.



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Re: Cytherean Cycle, the
« Reply #35 on: November 11, 2015, 01:41:50 PM »
"With all this sand, we should be able to track the little bugger - let's keep looking for water, though."

Rubbing her chin, she pondered the best course, but laziness won out. A pirate needs a ride, and when ever did a Lemurian trudge through other sand than a beach?
With how unimpressed the beast had been with their little scuffle on its back, and how it languidly prodded at the sands spoke well of its temper.
She approached non-threateningly, as if she belonged, and got hold of its reins.
"Let's load up our little language sample, we can chat in the evening" she nudged towards the rolled-up slaver. "There should be enough room on the back of the saddle... yes, nice and tight." She fastened a few more straps, then steered the beast along the boy's tracks.
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Re: Cytherean Cycle, the
« Reply #36 on: November 11, 2015, 11:54:46 PM »
The EEP gave a mewling beep and click as if saying goodbye, as they rode off into what so far looked like Nevada.

By the time the lizard-man woke up, Luna and Derek had traversed some miles, albeit slowly, across the alien landscape. The boy's prints disappeared after some time in the shifting sands. That mystery would remain unsolved for the time being.

A sudden malfunction in the comm feed prevented Dimmer and others from being heard by the intrepid duo, yet Skyrider and the Lemurian could still be heard back on Earth. The camera still worked. The show must go on.

They reached the shores of a seeming sea, the ochre-yellow "water" percolating as if set on simmer.

The "beach" was a colorful palette of pale greens and stretched for miles in each direction. Haze-shrouded outlines of mountainous islands could be seen on the far horizon of the sea. The sky was slathered in demonic purples.

It was a long day and bound to become longer. A Cytherean day was longer than its year.

The croc-man started hissing and the calibrated translator translated; "What sort of creature are you?" it asked Luna, yet looked at Derek as if it saw his kind plenty of times before.

One other item of note...

Standing vigil along the jade beach like a metallic beacon, was what looked like a rejected weapon idea from WWI (or earlier?). It was obvious that what stood a few dozen feet away from them was a robot, but it didn't look any kind of robot Derek recognized from 1950's Hollywood.

The thing stood motionless and involuntarily reminded Skyrider of the Tin Man from that Wizard of Oz movie from '39.



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Re: Cytherean Cycle, the
« Reply #37 on: November 12, 2015, 01:51:13 PM »
How does one address a robot?  Does one even talk to one? Maybe there was a button to press or something...

Instead of debating it further, Derek simply dismounted from the lizard-thing and walked towards the robot.  He wasn't terribly worried it was dangerous - it didn't look it. And, in most things, that was how Derek judged things.

"Make sure you don't meet that lizard-guys eyes. I think he knows how to memorize or something."

Too bad he didn't have an oil can, that sure would have brought some laughs back home.


   
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« Reply #38 on: November 25, 2015, 01:00:11 PM »
"I am a death shark, lizzy. A badass shark that swims through the seas, dispensing death upon those who had it coming."
The translator chirped and wheezed and hissed, and honestly, Luna had exactly no idea whether these were sounds of system failure, or the actual translation.
"Also, concerning seas, how is the water on this world?"
Orange. Fizzy. Suspicious. Not something you'd let run across your gills without prior testing.

As they approached the robot, she could not resist, and quipped: "Perhaps he is not looking for oil, but a heart?"

But, the quipping aside, she approached the waves, wistfully sighing and gazing towards the islands, their honeycombed cliffs and impossible pinnacles. Her need to immerse herself in cool wetness was ever growing. Slowly, she prodded the lapping waves with her boot, wary whether they would bite. I'm supposed to be the thing that bites in the waves. No fair.
"So, lizard? Are these waves poison? And what lives within?"
"Any luck with the robot? Perhaps it can tell?"
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Re: Cytherean Cycle, the
« Reply #39 on: December 07, 2015, 11:09:15 AM »
Derek walked up to the robot and examined it.  It seemed intact enough, but failed to respond to his approach. 

He tapped it's head.. "Anyone Home?" and looked at the back of the thing. Maybe there was an on button here somewhere.  Maybe it really needed an oilcan?



   
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Re: Cytherean Cycle, the
« Reply #40 on: December 07, 2015, 03:54:25 PM »
If the translatorthingamabob was working correctly was hard to tell. The lizard-thing listened to Luna but emotion didn't register on its reptilian face.

Then it said in reply, "Sea safe, except for Vilvath-u (calibrating...calibrating..."Spongers" came the translation). Beyond are islands where dwell the People of the Symbol. Very bad. People like him." It pointed at Derek.

Heh, "very bad" coming from a reptilian, rhino-riding, whip-wielding, lizard-man slaver on Venus.

Derek meanwhile kept examining the robot. Naturally, he soon found some "buttons" and tiny switches. He couldn't help himself...pushed and flicked a few.

A low whirring noise began emanating from the robot, then it said in an eerie, metallic voice, "Greetings, Cythereans, I come from Earth. You have nothing to fear. I---"

Then it suddenly shut up again. Derek had pushed all the wrong buttons apparently.

The robot seemed as if it was "out of juice". If it were human, Derek would offer it a food-and-water pill. What do you do to revive a "tired" robot?
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