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Starfield: The Colony War (closed)

Continued from X

The Witcher | Locations: Toussaint

“A vassal duchy of Nilfgaard, widely considered a beautiful, fable-like land where everyone is eternally tipsy.”

Caz inhaled sharply upon seeing the smoke cannister, because he feared what it might do to the parasite. It could easily irritate the creature and if it were irritated there was no telling how it was going to react. That fog was undoubtedly going to go straight into the vents where the creature was. It was not so much out of concern for the pirates themselves, but rather the damage that they could do if they carried the parasite along with them to other planets. "I should like to politely ask you to leave before any further harm to property or person is done." He had to issue his warning first or he could not act. It was against his protocols. He quickly glanced at the sample. Still analyzing. Almost done. He just needed to stall them long enough to get that sample properly secured.

He selected the first EM weapon that he could get his hands on, checked it over and decided that this would be the best option if he had to use one even if the pirates wouldn't show them the same curtesy. Weapon in hand he hurried back to the makeshift lab to check in on the sample and the progress that it was making. He needed to know more about the creature. "In the lab with the sample waiting for it to analyze. I've acquired the EM rifle." He informed over the nearest intercom. It seemed that now was the moment of truth as the humans so often liked to phrase it. Those pirates were going to come through here and they were going to have to do their best to stop them causing too much damage.

"Very well. Take her to a holding cell and see what information you can gather." Dr. Richtofen brushed them off, clearly having other things on his mind. Caz took her by the upper arm and guided her towards another part of the ship, familiar with the layout now. The holding area was empty and for the most part it was safe. "If you're at all injured, I'll tend to it." He urged her to sit down gently, but did not force her into a cell. There was no reason for it really. Her best option for survival was to hope that she would be handed over to UC authorities.

Starfield: The Colony War (closed)

Continued from X

Open Starter

"You brought a man-eating parasite onto the ship?"

GOTHIC LITERATURE.( bold what applies. italicize what sometimes applies. repost, don’t reblog. )

DRACULA.－ cold to the touch. flickering light. cold breath upon your neck. billowing white gowns. midnight strolls. pearl trimmed bands. the fall from grace. indulging in your deepest desires. the fear of outsiders. dark imaginations. bloodstained sheets. something lurking in the shadows. the urge to run away. glowing eyes in the darkness. the scent of garlic. preying on the weak. the power to both bring and take life.

THE PICTURE OF DORIAN GREY. ー old bookshelves. kisses on the hand. a drug-induced stupor. the pursuit of pleasure. devotion to the finer things in life. prizing youth and beauty above all. paying the ultimate price. blood red errors painted over in white snow. breaking the heart of the one you love. losing what’s left of your humanity.

FRANKENSTEIN. ー frantic sketches. the stench of something rotten. a scream from the woods. unorthodox beliefs. candles burning out. the crunch of leaves. dangerous knowledge. contemplating existence. the chill of winter in your bones. dark ambitions. prometheus reborn. the contrast between life and death.

THE COUNT OF MONTE CRISTO. ー false accusations. taking justice into your own hands. justice. elaborate schemes. playing upon others’ weaknesses. the solitude of the ocean. an ever-changing identity. an alienation from humanity. dissatisfaction in your life. escaping from prison.

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