Nexus of the Future I - Floating Dreams of Riches - Day 1

[CurlyKitGirl]

We now have 37 players. Hurry up if you want to join, recruitment closes soon.

@JX, the prices are subject to change because we are still discussing these.

[purple gelatinous cube o' Doom]

you can count me in on this one.

[Doseki]

A drunk man staggers towards the ship with bottle in hand. He manages to get to the door without tripping over, standing infront of the first crewmen he starts to lose his balance and has to grab him for support.

Can you *hic* tell me if you can get sea sick on a space ship?! *hic*

Because if so... watch this space. HA HA. This thing better not sink!

Looking in side Doseki finds himself a good drinking table sits down and slams the bottle. Seconds later there another slam as Doseki face plants the table and falls into a drunken stupor.

[Vavaara]

Stating my continued interest.

A young girl who seems eerily aware of what is happening walks towards the ramp of the ship clutching a stuffed bear sporting an eyepatch to her chest. Appearing to be eight years old, she also has a small backpack with miscellaneous items inside. "We'll show dem, Mistah Bear... Just 'cause dey's bigger they think they's so much better..."

Walking into the ship, she walks down a corridor and chooses one of the rooms as her own. Reaching into her backpack, she takes out a big sticker of a unicorn skull with crossbones underneath and puts it on the door. "Lets see if dey want to go in here now, Mistah Bear!" She says to the stuffed bear in her arms as she walks inside her room and settles in.

[MK Kilmarnock]

The lanky man, who was standing in a corner, pushed off from the wall and faced the trinket seller. "Stop trying to pawn that stuff off. It's annoying."

[Pwenet]

I first wish to thank everyone for your patience.

I apologize that my real-life situation got in the way of starting this game on time. Things are better, plans have been made, money handed over, souls sold.

Everyone who joined after my announcement is in. I will be updating the roster to reflect this.

Roles will be sent out tomorrow. The game will start on Sunday.

This is your last chance to join.

[Ominous]

I'm just voicing my continued interest in this game.

[CurlyKitGirl]

Recruitment has now closed.

Would all passengers please board Nexus now.
Would all passengers please board Nexus now.

Thankyou.

We shall depart on Sunday. Do not leave the ship as you will be left behind. We repeat:

Recruitment is closed. Would all passengers please board the ship now.

[Pwenet]

Roles are being sent out TONIGHT!!!

The game will start TOMORROW!!!

Enjoy!!!

[Ranna]

ooh im all giddy

[Pwenet]

All roles have been sent out to everyone. If you did not get it please contact us to have it resent.

Dean Fellithor - We were unable to PM your role to you. Please arrange an alternative method to reach you.

Again - Game will start tomorrow!

[Draken]

Draken walks up the ramp, holding a small pack on his back and humming a song.

[CurlyKitGirl]

After having a quick chat and a few queries concerning a rule we would like to reemphasis one important rule:

You may only hold two items at once.

If you forget an try to by more your items will be involved in a mysterious vortexy thing that depends entirely upon how the narrators are feeling, but will result in the loss of at least one item.

[MK Kilmarnock]

MK boards the ship, immediately looking for an area of which to make quarters. He didn't feel much in the way of interaction. Not yet... there'd be time for that later.

[Dallas-Dakota]

DD starts looking for an cabin to set in, puts his remaining stuff down, seals the doors, then starts searching for a working kitchen, so he can bake cookies, that calmes his nerves down most of the time...

[Jontom Xire]

Is there a game thread yet? I can't find one. Maybe I'm just being blind or stupid.

[banjo1985]

All roles have been sent out to everyone. If you did not get it please contact us to have it resent.

Dean Fellithor - We were unable to PM your role to you. Please arrange an alternative method to reach you.

Again - Game will start tomorrow!

Dean Fellithor has been banned from the forum, so he needs to be taken off the roster.

[Studoku]

Is there a game thread yet? I can't find one. Maybe I'm just being blind or stupid.

This is the game thread.

[Pwenet]

Dean Fellithor has been banned from the forum, so he needs to be taken off the roster.

Thanks for the update.

[Pwenet]

Space: The Final Frontier – Rapidly Being Settled

Through the emptiness of space, interrupted by large planetoids rotating around burning furnaces that humanity choose to call stars, a ripple of space time streaks through it. The ripple is the Floating Dreams of Riches, a luxury passenger liner, converted into a emergency refugee transport, evacuating civilians from a doomed planet where they had spent their lives colonizing.

Watching through a view stands Rear Admiral Pwenet, the final commander of the evacuation fleet that is now fleeing the planet that is about to be bombarded by stones blazing through the atmosphere, striking the ground with the equivalent power of ancient nuclear warheads. Watching the planet fade away as the FTL engines of the Floating Dreams of Riches force the laws of space/time to sit down and shut up and move the ship away much faster than great sages list Einstein could have thought possible.

As the planet fades into a pinprick, Pwenet squares his shoulders and leaves the small suite that he claimed as both his office and living quarters. Walking through the halls filled with refugees, many of them only hold small bags of valuables that they were able to grab before they were evacuated. Making his way through the corridors towards the main bridge, the crowds started to fade away, until passing through a hatchway, Pwenet found himself in an a small dining compartment of the ship, with several people eating their foods. Without warning the lights die in the dining compartment, plunging it into darkness.

Cursing at his sudden blindness, Pwenet grabs a small utility flashlight from his belt and turns it on. Letting out a surprised grunt, he throws himself backwards as he is suddenly attacked by a figure. Slamming his back painfully against the hatch, he swings out, connecting with the figure but it remains standing, and shoves something sharp and long into his stomach. The pain rushes over him, as he feels the sticky warm sensation of blood leaving his body, Pwenet can dimly the other people in the dining compartment making their way on over. Gasping for air, Pwenet manages to spit out a few words.

”Why? Why are you doing this?”

”Because…… I…… had the…… special!”

The flashlight falls from his hands, illuminating the face of his attacker, CurlyKitGirl. Her eyes are tearing up, and her lips tremble as he picks him up with inhuman strength and throws him into an open airlock, hitting the controls to seal shut the door. Pushing himself up, Pwenet sees sudden illumination in the corridor as various crewmembers managed to open up the hatch and others pull out flashlights and they tackle CurlyKitGirl, yet she does not go down easy, and hits a key button.

The outer hatch explodes out, sucking the air, and Pwenet out into the void of space. As his blood starts to boil, the pain and lack of air suddenly is not a concern for Pwenet as he passes out of the field warming space/time, which tears his body apart molecule by molecule before his brain even realized what had happened.

Meanwhile, back within the ship CurlyKitGirl has been brought down to the ground, when she starts convulsing, screaming in pain. What follows can best be described by the collective works of Mel Brooks comedy movie Spaceballs:

The Comedy Works of SpaceBalls - Alien Parody

As the alien that was possessing CurlyKitGirl flees into the air vents of the ship, she too fades into oblivion.

The two characters that are not involved in this game that asked for checks fee rapidly, hopping into a Winnebago and fleeing the ship.

They were the wise ones.

Within the small metallic can holding precious oxygen needed to support the lifeforms within, who up till now had believed they were the only form of life in this universe, they have been found out they are not alone, and their roommates do not like them.

Summary of Day 0

• Pwenet was killed by a possessed CurlyKitGirl
• CurlyKitGirl was killed when the alien possessing her fled the scene
• Aliens have been revealed and are trying to take over the ship
• Somewhere two figures from another time have their own goals to complete

Day 1 Begins!

[Emperor Demonking]

Emperor Demonking stood up looking around. "These no good aliens dare do this to my ship. Thier death will come soon."
Emperor Demonking stumbled drinking a bottle of whisky to the shop. "Get me a scanner and clone."

[Keris]

Keris stumbles back from the corpse, looking back and forth between the airlock, the air vent, and the dining table.
"I'm glad I had the soup..."

[CurlyKitGirl]

Emperor Demonking stood up looking around. "These no good aliens dare do this to my ship. Thier death will come soon."
Emperor Demonking stumbled drinking a bottle of whisky to the shop. "Get me a scanner and clone."

Pssst! If you're looking to buy stuff PM BOTH the narrators.

[Dallas-Dakota]

I find a small kitchen, I start baking pancakes after I have closed the doors.

[Fin]

Emerging from the Presidential Suite he is now calling home Fin sets out to investigate the source of all the commotion. Finding out about the grisly happenings he looks around for his new friend the preacher...

What was that you were saying about everything being eventual, I think i preffered the loan sharks to aliens but meh, beggars can't be choosers I suppose...

With that Fin makes his way back to the Presidential Suite and starts raiding the mini-fridge in his room doubting he will have to pay... Who charges the president for chocolate coated barzil nuts and tiny bottle of liquor any way!!

[Doseki]

Waking from his slumber, with a hang over that could slay a Walrus, Dos goes in search of a medic to help ease the pain. But in the confusion of a packed ship and not really know where to go he happens upon the once living Curlykitgirl. And in that instant he knows that he is no longer looking for a medic but a W.C. to go hurl in. Running back the way he came he manages to find the bathroom just in time.

[Dr. Bath]

A strange looking man, wearing torn and dishevelled robes and tissue boxes on his feet is shuffling around the main lobby of the Floating Dreams of Riches shouting at any other refugees passing by,

"The end is nigh! Repent and join my mission to find our savior the magnificent Space whale mayhisblowholeforeverbeclear. Put aside your fear and worldly goods, banish fear by losing your possessions to the Cult of interstellar Mammals. Service is held on the upper deck every second evening, join us and be saved from the evils of the universe."

He pulls out some leaflets from his scraggly beard and starts handing them out to passers by.

On closer inspection, the leaflets are just pieces of paper with:

We're not a pyramid scheme

emblazoned upon it.

[Emperor Demonking]

Emperor Demonking looked at Dallas-Dakato. "If you work here clean up the mess."

[Pwenet]

Note about items:

When you send a item PM, please sent it to BOTH narrators.

Any requests sent to only 1 narrator BEFORE game start will not be accepted.

[CurlyKitGirl]

A voice blares over the intercom system, "The Shop has now run out of Personal Clones. Other items are running out fast. These limited edition items are unique to Nexus so hurry and buy one now to commemorate you journey into the depths of the Universe."