Welcome to Neoplanet

Blyth:
I notice he is undead and stop trying to visualize whats under the attractive young thing's clothes. Playing with dead bodies isn't my fetish. It reminded me of Boron a bit to much...
(Sorin): "I haven't seen you around before young man...I try to get to know the cadets that come here...can I help you with anything??"
He smiles at the young lad and I realize why he let me even come over here. He must have known, usually he does not let me anywhere near to taint the sweet cadets.
*pouts disappointed*
"We're your host. I'm princess Blyth and he is King Sorin. To who do we have the pleasure of meeting?"

Blyth:
I sneak over to the vase when he tries to help the sloth, he must have something in there dangerous why is he handling it so CAREFULLY
*looks inside while more of the gift shop is inflamed*

Blyth:
"Relax kid...I just did not want you to leave your only belonging.."
I called back to him with a worried look.
*eye twitches from PEERING INTO THE BRINK*

Sorin:
I hear the sprinkles did some spontaneously FIRE start. I look over though my holographic visor and see it taken care of. Maybe it was a new alien with unruly powers still to be trained and honed.
The pizza cart and icecream booth are wheeled from the scene and appear before us fast to not to get soaked.
"Thats what I call fast food...want anything guys?"

I laugh.
Never a dull day..

Sorin:

"Thank you! Every little bit will make a great impact!"
I say as Zora gathers more help for our new cause. I was happy to finely have another project with them after the...Carry mission. It helped put more ducktape over that wound.
I work on some of the pieces we need and have young cadets gather up more out of storage
My helmet beeps and I push my pin down to  retract my transforming metal helmet down and hear a message from Blythe. ~
What do you mean Bel is here..AND Bash!

Well how bad were they attacked??

.... ~
"Will you excuse me I have to do lunch with my son in law but I'll be back in time for us to go up and see the satellite..wont that be fun??"

I go off to go get a BIG bazooka from one of the many armories to go put my son in law down because he got bitten by one of those vile worm infested Xerns. Bel just didnt have the heart to do it herself . wtf

Bash:
I wince when the bazooka was turned around. I really did not understand how something like this could happen at all.
"Ah....that is not a toy...you need to give it back. Then we can get you a better toy??"
I gulp and move it a little upward past by hairline to the ceiling before TRYING to get the safety ON ever so carefully without blowing it off

Bash:
I flinch when the girl jerks the gun away before I can do anything. She fires but..nothing happens.
"Oh wow..." I laugh at how scared I got right there.
"Is this a prank?? Did Blythe put you up to this?"
I ask figuring the whole thing including her 'baby talk' was  big hoax. Till she rams my bandaged chest with the bazooka and demands a new toy.
OW
OW
Blood starts leaking though my shirt and I take it off  BARE CHESTED to look at that nasty gash squirting out a bit (AT KLAUS WAY)
"Can someone get her a water gun ...please.."
*grinds teeth trying to take the pain like a real MAN*

(Tully): "Here here!"" The little boy runs over and gives her a junior water pistol and looks at me quite freaked out from the scare

Sorin:

"Oh that's that's adorable Kerra..."
I smile, Bel was still you know mourning her husband so she wasn't to playful right now. We all did love Kerra though. We really really did
Blyth breaks the news about Gome to Bash who was at this rate only half awake, she explains how they will be staying here till the funeral  is attended to and the homestead repaired. I did not know how I felt about Bash being here though. I think to much stimuli might mess with the programing I so neatly put in his head. I also think theres far to many superstitious fanatics around here that might get some strange idea there was a curse he could break
"Guess you will miss out on the launch kido. Sorry. Next time take it easy will you??"
I ruffle his hair.

(Bash): "Dadd.." He protests but I was already turning to leave.
"Wonderful! Let us get this show on the road!"

I forget all about today’s many many troubles and disappointments and let everyone have the excited thrill of a new victory. The crowds were lining up in excitement to see what was going on. Even some of the traumatized survivors were let out of the padded wing to see the launch and HOPE of better things to come.
I see a small boy hiding under a bench TRAUMATIZED (Tully) I give him a lolly pop and tell him to buck up theres no time for tears, not TODAY.

Ribbons and flags swirl around the artificial sky, fireworks go off, all the pizza was FREE today. Aliens from all over were selling wares today in the market skydome.
Security was all over, GUNS and bazookas in every hand, sidearms on every cameo pants. Beautiful sight.
The skydome opens up so many luxury ships can be used to view the event up close and personal. Spacesuits/air tanks and shuttles were free to rent out for the launch party.

"Everyone today we will unleash a super savior that will predict and help prevent the next wave of attack.."

I pause for  a rioting applaud  and point to the cadets on the buss shuttle who were watching still pudgy faced and soft handed with big eyes
"Take this as a lesson cadets, I want to see you take a task by the balls and yank em right off  You twist them and get it done you hear me. Alrighty then lets see this puppy howl!"

I shoot off my showy firework blaster into the night sky a few times for effect and to send off a tracker to make sure this thing hits the right alignment.

It was beautiful, a purely intelligent being better then ALL OF US. Everyone was in awe of it and enjoying its presence when the most tackiest horn is blown. A disgusting mishmashed private ship flies in DARING to go so close to the satellite. It plays some loud pulsing sexual rap music is blared out of their glowing flashing speaker system. I shoot it point blank with bazooka to shut it up.

"HEY WHAT ARE YOU DOING!!!"

Everyone was disgusted pirate have ruined our celebration, our day of FREEDOM. They twirl down ropes onto the open dome. Those trashy bastards were covered in garbage. A few of them try to climb ontop of the AI oh they are going to get it.

(Hemlock): "King Sorin! We heard there's a party!" (This is HEPs Father ;p)

"No, there will be no party for the likes of you thorax suckers! No self respecting mammal bitches itself to a cockroach get the hell off my platform..or all of you will become the after party dinner!"

I step on a loose metal board and make him fall. An older lady, with no hair, tits sagging to the ground streaks naked across my young men THEY CAN NOT EVEN SHOOt THEY ARE SO HORRIFIED
(This is hep's grandma)
The Kwrall were just cockroaches, they call themselves pirates. They enslaved quite a few of the weaker races Boron manged to miss in his genocide. These were there pets.. usualy the kwrall know to leave me alone and not get close to my Neoplanet. Why these creatures would go willingly to their deaths made no sense what to so ever.

****while Sorin and many others were busy removing the smelly pirates, shoving them overboard into dead space or just tossing around the big akane lions around the REAL threat comes forth from the shadows with their bone weapons *while Sorin and many others were busy removing the smelly pirates, shoving them overboard into dead space or just tossing around the big akane lions around the REAL threat comes forth from the shadows with their bone weapons. The rune looking bone blades were linked with high tech technology to their handlers telepathic powers. They find their targets silently and strike. The bone diving into the targets spines to hook in and be pulled back in a cloaked ship UNDEER the pirate ship. Xern agents were in the crowd and cut down the platforms trying to make it crash and people fall to further the distraction and bring in the targets, no one wanted to go back empty handed. ****