Ges: (@six) let me summarize what I've experienced with you people in just the past few weeks we've been working together. You came to my world, a world filled with giant mechanical death bots where war is considered as normal as getting out of bed in the morning, and managed to survive, not only dodging your planned deaths by a shadow conspiracy but surviving a brief tangling with: the einst, my brother and sister, one of the most fortified military bases on Idacra, apparently a trip to the arctic, rescued a king, survived a running car chase through the capital of Skoisau, and some of you apparently even became pretty good at piloting giant robots in just a few days. Not to mention some how convincing the wizard squadron to change sides.
and then on the mission after that, not counting videogame land and the bloody trail we carved through there, we played merry hell with basically an army of killer robots and managed to breach their perimeter to mess up their IFF and give no-refunds the ability to control them.
I'm not sure how you guys see yourselves but as an outside observer you're basically destruction incarnate. I'm not sure I even really want to know what you did before you got to this galaxy but I don't really think we have to worry about this as long as you don't wanna kill people in the first place.
edited 8th Sep '17 7:55:03 PM by Bcom
Six: You've got a lot of good points there, but I'm not going to underestimate anything that comes my way. Because you just know the one time you think you're invincible, the galaxy will take that second to prove you aren't in the most lethal way possible.
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."Six: -to Ges- One could argue that, having died, I am not technically alive.
Six: -to Sandra- Yep. Gonna be going to some type of fantasy world to exonerate our colonists. Apparently the locals think they did spooky shit to one of their border towns.
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."Sandra [to Roy]: "Sure."
Sandra [to Six]: "So basically we're going to go to a world locked in Medieval Stasis and we're going to give them the culture shock of a lifetime."
-She gives Six a flat look-
Sandra: "What could possibly go wrong."
edited 8th Sep '17 8:30:03 PM by Baseplate
"We dream of better worlds, so that one day we may surpass them."Roy: "On the house~!"
-*Hands Sandra a banana split in a dispoable cryo-box. Judging from the fancy futuristic packaging, it's "1-77" exclusive! Comes with a free plastic mini spoon and a packet of choco syrup.*
edited 8th Sep '17 8:38:45 PM by MrKirb
Six: Well, it's not as harsh as the places we've been before, and we're not going to be on the hook if shit goes wrong, so long as we don't go looking to start fires.
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."Roy: @Hastur "Yeah...kinda realized just hearing the long winded briefin' would put me to sleep so why not spend better time and place then at convenience store with my extra credits."
"Maybe you'll like this one." *Tosses Hastur a futuristic snack bag. Up to Riddle if it's mundane or something fantastic.*
-Sandra accepts the split-
Sandra: "Well, hopefully nothing goes wrong. What's the deal with the colonists and the locals? Do we know their history or are we just going there to clear their name?"
-She takes a bite of the split-
Sandra: "How are we going to clear their names, anyway?"
"We dream of better worlds, so that one day we may surpass them."Six: Two kingdoms. Morningstar is your typical medieval fiefdom, and Menagerie... there weren't very many details about government, but apparently its populace is a mythological grab bag.
Apparently the colonists are suspected of being behind the recent disappearance of a village's populace. The village was intact, but the people just went for a month. So we're going to head in, calm everyone down, and figure out what happened.
edited 8th Sep '17 8:54:06 PM by SpartyMcFly
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."(@Roy) Hastur: Oh crap, an Apple-Flavoured Celaeno Cerebrophage! ~cracks open a pack, which causes a mass of green candy to erupt, form a a maw and try to snatch a piece of Hastur's face... only for him to form a huge lamprey mouth of his own and devour it in one bite first~ Always delicious and with a dash of a thrill!
(@Six) Hastur: Um, so... what exactly can be wrong there, then? Any thoughts?

Ges: (@Six) honestly it seems easier than that quagmire you got yourselves into back on my home world.