Broken hunger
"It will be a pleasure to represent my nation." You say as honouring to the voice.
Excited for all what is happening; you and Ariana share excited salutes and team banter.
"Could you both stop your mating rituals, and start focused on the damn business. I have bet in your team favour"
Yeah, yeah, sorry." You mutter without giving a damn Steve's feelings. He can't understand what it means to finally be about to achieve your sweet revenge, after so many hardships.
"Anyway, The judges have determined that your trial will be ..."
The Triple Crown
Three duels, two individuals and the collective. Pretty much standard; But of course, It has a twist. As for imitating real war, there will be artillery fire during all the duelling, but and the viewers could vote for extra air bombarded mid-combat"
"Viewers? What viewers?" Ariana inquires surprised.
However, you are not surprised. It is logical a hedonistic society with no penury, lots of money and immortality in practice; that requires more and more entertainment, so a battle until death for the romantic idea of becoming a noble. d
It sounds like 100% what cyberspace adores.
Finally, Steve bothers to contest Ariana question: "The trials had been annually crucial leisure for the nobility. There is only. two people who are admitted each year. But the process of the draft to pick up the candidates is like a galactic high-status sport."
Oh, both of you have a legion of fans. And have been voted as the favourite for the Nobility.
My advice is that you play well your cards with the media. The public vote will determine whether weapons special enchantments for your mecha suits. However, you will never know what people will love, or not, so follow your heart...
This night will occur a Masquerade on The Titanic, a gigantic and luxurious airship cruiser, and we have a lot of preparation to do...
"No rest for the wicked eh?" Ariana Smirks playfully while touching your arm.
The next hour and a half happen like in bliss, you observe the Titanic, which is bigger than a small planet, as soon as the Eroship starts the approximation to the Titanic's gravity tractor beam. A reality check comes to you as a chorus of holo cameras and microphones trying to get until the most basic of your reactions, or just directly asking about if both of you are a couple.
There are some o many people around since you have been in the Academy your life basically has moved on mall groups and individuals. Even if the battlefield is filled with thousands of people; ironically, as mecha pilot is all about you, and your squad, you never have real contact with the human swarm.
A simian lad dressed in an electric blue polka dress makes you split of Ariana. Your eyes and hers connected in so few moments, She almost fell like family. Therefore, you now that is weird, you can't make the feeling go away.
The young simian speaks faster than lighting, about themes you don't even think, is about this Universe. Trending something... Holo selfie... Zoonder...
"Sorry, furfie"
"Furfie? Are you calling me animal?!" you exclaim certainly angry. For any enhanced human being called an animal, it's The major insult.
"No, fur. I mean Silverman. It is the word in the streets to call any noble wannabe."
Excited for all what is happening; you and Ariana share excited salutes and team banter.
"Could you both stop your mating rituals, and start focused on the damn business. I have bet in your team favour"
Yeah, yeah, sorry." You mutter without giving a damn Steve's feelings. He can't understand what it means to finally be about to achieve your sweet revenge, after so many hardships.
"Anyway, The judges have determined that your trial will be ..."
The Triple Crown
Three duels, two individuals and the collective. Pretty much standard; But of course, It has a twist. As for imitating real war, there will be artillery fire during all the duelling, but and the viewers could vote for extra air bombarded mid-combat"
"Viewers? What viewers?" Ariana inquires surprised.
However, you are not surprised. It is logical a hedonistic society with no penury, lots of money and immortality in practice; that requires more and more entertainment, so a battle until death for the romantic idea of becoming a noble. d
It sounds like 100% what cyberspace adores.
Finally, Steve bothers to contest Ariana question: "The trials had been annually crucial leisure for the nobility. There is only. two people who are admitted each year. But the process of the draft to pick up the candidates is like a galactic high-status sport."
Oh, both of you have a legion of fans. And have been voted as the favourite for the Nobility.
My advice is that you play well your cards with the media. The public vote will determine whether weapons special enchantments for your mecha suits. However, you will never know what people will love, or not, so follow your heart...
This night will occur a Masquerade on The Titanic, a gigantic and luxurious airship cruiser, and we have a lot of preparation to do...
"No rest for the wicked eh?" Ariana Smirks playfully while touching your arm.
The next hour and a half happen like in bliss, you observe the Titanic, which is bigger than a small planet, as soon as the Eroship starts the approximation to the Titanic's gravity tractor beam. A reality check comes to you as a chorus of holo cameras and microphones trying to get until the most basic of your reactions, or just directly asking about if both of you are a couple.
There are some o many people around since you have been in the Academy your life basically has moved on mall groups and individuals. Even if the battlefield is filled with thousands of people; ironically, as mecha pilot is all about you, and your squad, you never have real contact with the human swarm.
A simian lad dressed in an electric blue polka dress makes you split of Ariana. Your eyes and hers connected in so few moments, She almost fell like family. Therefore, you now that is weird, you can't make the feeling go away.
The young simian speaks faster than lighting, about themes you don't even think, is about this Universe. Trending something... Holo selfie... Zoonder...
"Sorry, furfie"
"Furfie? Are you calling me animal?!" you exclaim certainly angry. For any enhanced human being called an animal, it's The major insult.
"No, fur. I mean Silverman. It is the word in the streets to call any noble wannabe."