Broken hunger
"Here, Captain Skar. Authorization 987653 alfa Omega. I surrender this vessel, as we have discussed."
He chats casually, as a new com holographic channel gets displayed full screen on the deck.
A collective terrified gasp makes the entire room shivering. Octopus!!!
The bioluminescent special skin of the Octopus people appears on the screen,r as you look at their complete pitch-black eyes they bald sleek heads. Their membrane is now showing Blue and neon pink psychedelic pattern. Intelligence taught you that means that they are totally confident about their victory.
"What?" An uproar fills out the ship with steaming insults and fighting The captain found himself surrounded by the officers.
"TREACHEROUS DOG!!"
Sour puss thundered while storming forward with her sharp tiger claws extended completely, ready to kill the traitor.
Sparks crackling, as the claws, crashes down with the subtle translucent energy coming from The personal force shield, like an impenetrable wall, flickering around Skar.
The cost of that device is astronomical, the same occurs with the whale pheromones drug called Ambergris, it's incredibly rare as it is extremely illicit and controlled.
He has to be preparing this attack for a long time. Years even... Sacrificing your men and women so many lives in stations or other ships, lost due to the sabotage. And Now, the Mufasa is his target. You won't let him achieve his goal. If this is the end, he will come to the hell with you.
You can hear the Krakens screaming swears towards all of you from the other end of the screen. But that is not the worse, as they make continuously those slimy gurgling noises with the special orifice they had in their chin. which they use to launch that nasty biological tiny bullets eggshaped, that can corrode no treated metal and all organic tissue.
As a soldier who has taken an oath of Not surrender the only way is direct fighting about the traitorous scum. There is no other way. You won't let your clan reputation fall.
And like it was a call of destiny, his own Electric staff lays at your feet like luring to take it and use it.
The rod is as a ceremonial weapon but also a very practical one. It evolved from The cattle rod used to paralyse cattle in The almost mythical times Of The old empire.
Since the fall of the old days, It was adapted to use in the only cattle that it remains in the Galaxy. Our own species.
It has become a symbol of command, the fact that he has just left it hanging around in his desk shows how much The captain's mind has been damaged by the drugs and who knows what more.
If you grab it, you are in fact assuming the role of Captain. Well, you really want a promotion, so why not?
The staff is surprisingly light and fits perfectly in your hand. It feels good when you swing it hearing the crispy sounds of the electricity ready to discharge volts in the traitorous room is the room engulfed in a heated battle Plasma blasters and electrical arcs from Sam and her squad who are viciously attempting to overcharge his shielding.
Meanwhile, The drugged captain is evading all the other attacks that are making Skar grew more and more desperate, as the shielding battery is not infinite.
"Lovecraft You promised me!!
"Shut up, mammalian scum! I won't withstand your wickedness any longer. Corrupt you to make you destroy your own vessel and your Tribe sounds how degenerated dry skin Felines are. Roma didn't Pay traitors. Kraken's lot
doesn't do that either. You are old news, either way, Skar."
"At least die with dignity, and executed by your people. We will take control of the vessel in the basis of the Colonial Tribes concordant".
" Lovecraft, out"
He chats casually, as a new com holographic channel gets displayed full screen on the deck.
A collective terrified gasp makes the entire room shivering. Octopus!!!
The bioluminescent special skin of the Octopus people appears on the screen,r as you look at their complete pitch-black eyes they bald sleek heads. Their membrane is now showing Blue and neon pink psychedelic pattern. Intelligence taught you that means that they are totally confident about their victory.
"What?" An uproar fills out the ship with steaming insults and fighting The captain found himself surrounded by the officers.
"TREACHEROUS DOG!!"
Sour puss thundered while storming forward with her sharp tiger claws extended completely, ready to kill the traitor.
Sparks crackling, as the claws, crashes down with the subtle translucent energy coming from The personal force shield, like an impenetrable wall, flickering around Skar.
The cost of that device is astronomical, the same occurs with the whale pheromones drug called Ambergris, it's incredibly rare as it is extremely illicit and controlled.
He has to be preparing this attack for a long time. Years even... Sacrificing your men and women so many lives in stations or other ships, lost due to the sabotage. And Now, the Mufasa is his target. You won't let him achieve his goal. If this is the end, he will come to the hell with you.
You can hear the Krakens screaming swears towards all of you from the other end of the screen. But that is not the worse, as they make continuously those slimy gurgling noises with the special orifice they had in their chin. which they use to launch that nasty biological tiny bullets eggshaped, that can corrode no treated metal and all organic tissue.
As a soldier who has taken an oath of Not surrender the only way is direct fighting about the traitorous scum. There is no other way. You won't let your clan reputation fall.
And like it was a call of destiny, his own Electric staff lays at your feet like luring to take it and use it.
The rod is as a ceremonial weapon but also a very practical one. It evolved from The cattle rod used to paralyse cattle in The almost mythical times Of The old empire.
Since the fall of the old days, It was adapted to use in the only cattle that it remains in the Galaxy. Our own species.
It has become a symbol of command, the fact that he has just left it hanging around in his desk shows how much The captain's mind has been damaged by the drugs and who knows what more.
If you grab it, you are in fact assuming the role of Captain. Well, you really want a promotion, so why not?
The staff is surprisingly light and fits perfectly in your hand. It feels good when you swing it hearing the crispy sounds of the electricity ready to discharge volts in the traitorous room is the room engulfed in a heated battle Plasma blasters and electrical arcs from Sam and her squad who are viciously attempting to overcharge his shielding.
Meanwhile, The drugged captain is evading all the other attacks that are making Skar grew more and more desperate, as the shielding battery is not infinite.
"Lovecraft You promised me!!
"Shut up, mammalian scum! I won't withstand your wickedness any longer. Corrupt you to make you destroy your own vessel and your Tribe sounds how degenerated dry skin Felines are. Roma didn't Pay traitors. Kraken's lot
doesn't do that either. You are old news, either way, Skar."
"At least die with dignity, and executed by your people. We will take control of the vessel in the basis of the Colonial Tribes concordant".
" Lovecraft, out"