Colonel Tr33cko's Story

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#2018-03-30 04:00:10, as written by Fishbucket

Into the bar walked a man of clear Taiyou descent, grey haired and dark eyed. The broad shoulders and thick body of the man contrasted sharply with the sort of person one typically expected to see come from the shogunates.

He walked with purpose to the bar and sat down, turned directly to the two dimensional figure at the bar and raised a heavy brow before saying. "Mimosa? Really?"

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#2018-03-30 04:13:06, as written by redapple8766

"Ah. Well, they don't quite make them like they do in Sketchbook. Plus, Earthling bars ain't inclined to sell paint thinner cocktails, so I had to settle for the next best thing." The Colonel remarked, downing his Mimosa and ordering another one. "So, I heard you were here for the job I put out on Kriegslizt. I heard that's where you folk post mercenary job listings." He took a sip before continuing. "My people are in mortal danger, as are the rest of the stickfolk. 2 billion people, on the brink of the end. Half of em ain't even Continentals, but hell, we oughta let them live too."

He lays out a blueprint on the bar and points to the circular sciency thing. "This is what we'll use to summon the Portal to Sketchpad. I'm willing to pay 3 tons in diamonds immediately and 3 billion in Terran monies over a period of 10 years in exchange for your empire's help of transporting my folk to our new home, as well as helping finance and build it. After the ten years, we'll keep close ties. Hopefully. It ain't my decision, but I'll tell the Stickocrats down in Congress to keep you in mind. You in?"

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#2018-03-30 04:22:08, as written by Fishbucket

Pilav is silent for a few moments before saying "six tons in diamond. We have no use for Terran currency. three can be given immediatly, the rest as you acquire it. We have the means to transport and construct simple dwellings, we will not charge you for that. Defense we shall also provide, for a time."

Pilav studied the blueprint closely before taking out a small handheld device that looked like a shaving razer. He used this to scan the blueprint. "I've sent this to my metalurgists, they'll get started putting things together."

The Bulldog then looked at the colonel and tilted his head, staring unblinkingly with those ponderous eyes. "Now, where will this portal be made, and where will we be taking your people?

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#2018-03-30 04:44:13, as written by Fishbucket

Pilav blinks and shakes his head. "Not me personally no. But I've a crew that can be tasked to it. I'll have them sent to meet you."

The bulldog then gets up and walks directly out of the bar, saying nothing to anyone else. His business if finished.

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2018-03-31 15:50:05 by Remæus

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#2018-03-30 05:54:21, as written by Faithy

][OOC: I am so sorry, Sepokku!][

Gabby’s eyes narrowed angrily at the giggles, not sure what was going on with the other female. The hairs on the back of her neck were standing at end and she wished that things were not so difficult. Before she had a chance to process what was going on, she was suddenly spun out of the bathroom, the other female leading her back to the bar. Shaking her head, she knew that she wasn’t in danger, at least not yet and while she would speak to the woman in the bar, there would definitely be no leaving with her.

“No, I’m not really a music person. I mean, I like listening to it when running and working out, but I’ve never been talented musically.” Realizing they were heading over to the others that the female had been with earlier, Gabrielle started to pull away, before deciding to go with the flow, though she did note her previous questions were not answered. Frowning a bit at that thought, Gabby started to ask again before the next few words spoken by Akshasha nearly knocked her for a loop.

“…thanks for your condolences.” Shaking her head a little towards the bartender, she knew he would bring her another Mountain Dew, though the urge to start drinking the hard stuff was pretty strong. “It’s Gabrielle… not Renee.” She managed, immediately wishing her stupid older sister would show her mug around again. Falling silent, she leaned against the counter and tapped her fingers against the surface, listening to the others interacting with each other.

“What exactly are you offering anyways?” She questioned Akshasha softly, not wanting others to butt in or overhear them.

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2018-03-31 15:50:03 by Remæus

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#2018-03-31 09:17:46, as written by Sepokku

The girl's apprehension was almost palpable in the air, she clearly was on edge, and so, as much as it behooved Akshasha, she was almost unwillingly to let slip the tiny scraps of information she was certain on loose. Though, the LeBeau girl seemed thoroughly interested, and that was enough for Akshasha.

"Oh...?" The vampire's index finger idly traced the rim of her newly replaced wine glass, creating a low C note as she did, a hum which resonated lightly throughout the bar. She feigned ignorance, knowing full well she had misidentified the mutant before her. "My apologies, you both look so much like your mother I couldn't see the difference." The girl continued to defensively try to gauge the situation, a thought which only slightly entertained the Drow.

"What... Am I, offering..?" The fermented grape juice hit the back of her only barely alive throat in a splash of decadence, the entire five or so ounces of alcohol hitting her mouth all at once, and washing down with a less than satisfying gulp. Nothing quite quenched her thirst like the life's blood of another anymore. The Dark Elf let the motion carry a shrug across her shoulders, "I'm not quite sure I guess. Am I offering anything? I thought I was asking that you offer more information about your, um... predicament."

The vampire played at taking another drink, noting that she was now out of liquor. "Humm... Some things in this world are so ephemeral, like stiff drinks... Barkeep?" She hesitated, uncertain of what to order at this point. A stiff whiskey? The good stuff, at least a decade old... Though, maybe it's become suspicious... Resolving herself, she asked "Just a coffee please, I fear all the poison's gone to my head ~" Honey coated her words, determined to win back the mutant's trust, she paid little attention to the others. Well, pretended to pay little attention, predators couldn't afford to tunnel vision. No not a predator such as herself.

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#2018-04-01 01:38:41, as written by Faithy

Gabrielle’s brow arched a little when told that she and her sister looked a lot like their mother. She felt that Renee looked more like her father than she did, but the more she thought about it, she supposed they both did look a lot like Tayrn. Shaking off her thoughts, hating how much she missed her father and deceased mother, Gabby quickly pushed them back into the cage they had been kept in and just rolled her shoulders in a slight shrug.

“It’s fine… I never paid attention, I guess.” Shrugging again, Gabby sipped on her can of Dew and just inhaled the different scents in the bar, completely used to them by now.

“Errr… I guess you said something about draining me of my issues and offered your services. I want to know what you meant by those two things before we start talking about any issues I have or my predicament…” Gabby was on edge yet again and finally waved for the bartender, the male knowing what to bring her. As he brought Akshasha some coffee, he also brought Gabby over a kamikaze shot before just setting a bottle of vodka on the table in front of her. He knew if Remy showed up at that moment or even Renee, his ass would be grass, but the likelihood of that happening was slim, so he wasn’t too worried about it. Leaving the two alone, he returned to his other duties.

“Thanks.” Taking the shot glass, she tossed the liquid back into her throat, swallowing it quickly before popping open the new bottle of vodka, starting to drink straight out of the bottle. Everything was getting too much and she wanted to wash away the memories as quickly as possible.

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#2018-04-02 08:53:10, as written by Sepokku

Akshasha couldn't help but smile, the girl was thoroughly rattled and reaching for the drink. It made her job all the easier, and her terrifying grin would've immediately given away her nature, had she not taken the extra precaution to mask her appearance with the Blush of Life. Despite that fact, the Dark Elf was still a terrifying visage, with her slightly too wide smile. The vampire managed to fight down her excitement, but just barely.

She quickly slurped down the coffee in a hurry, the caffeine having absolutely no effect on her. The Huntress had chosen her words carefully, taking aim at the mutant's insecurities, and trying her hardest to rile her up. Seemingly having accomplished that, the vampire took a moment to revel in her success. "Of course, of course. I've been awfully cryptic, haven't I? I honestly thought you were your sister, which is why I was apprehensive. Renee and I have a bit of history..." She dismissed the notion with a wave of her hand, as if trying to waft away a particularly offensive smell.

"You see, I'm a sort of um... Fixer. I fix problems. Currently I''m employed by the Prince of this city. Think of the Prince as the lead boss of the city's underground. It's a gender neutral term, the Prince could be female or male, it only changes if they're of a different faction, and hence not the Prince." Akshasha didn't particularly like this Prince, but he gave her enough leeway that she tolerated him. "All this means I have a few um, connections. These valuable connections help me fix problems. Like, mayhaps where your sister is?" Akshasha, wasn't lying, in fact she was more truthful in this statement than she'd been all night, it was just the way she said it that made her uncomfortable.

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#2018-04-07 04:23:21, as written by redapple8766

"...Alright, you'll be here in terminal 3 in half an hour? Great! Bring snacks, booze, and your own weapons."

Half an our later...

"Ah, you are here. Wonderful!", Remarked The Colonel, extending his gloved hand.

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#2018-04-07 05:59:10, as written by Princess Awinita

Awinita was confused as to first getting the phone call, she'd been getting Pepsi off a Pepsi truck {she'd bought the stuff they were just unloading the truck to load herself up} When the nearby payphone went off like a tornado siren. The Maiar picked it up. After a few moments she saw the time, then headed off.

Now she was there, A slender hand reached to the Colonel's own hand. She took the guy in, thin. and not healthy thin, this guy was.... thin. If she ever got that thin, she wouldnt look as good "I am here as promised, sadly I cannot drink too much ancohol as it interferes with my systems"

She meant getting drunk meant drunker than normal driving for a woman who could turn into a dirty white Humvee

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#2018-04-07 06:35:54, as written by redapple8766

"Alright Awi. This is the day us Stickfolk break free! The day we fulfill our destiny! And you will have a helping hand in doing so."

Later, on the tarmac...

The Colonel took out a notebook entitled "Preflight checklist". He opened a video feed of the cargo hold. "Thorium reactor? Check. Illegal quantities of thorium? Check. Felony amount of cocaine? Check. Portal device? Check. And, most importantly.... stache of contraband firearms?" He opened the floor compartment and chose an automatic belt-fed shotgun, which was impractical for all but the most sysphean of tasks. "Locked and loaded."

"Ok Ladies and gentlemen, this is your captain, err, colonel, speaking. Welcome to Stickistan airlines! I hope you enjoy your trip!" And with that last corny jab, The Colonel threw Awinita a deluxe thing of Oreo's and frggin' throttled it to the moon.

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#2018-04-19 09:33:57, as written by Princess Awinita

Of course for the humvee not much was different, too different at least. But she hadnt sat down yet when Col Tr33cko made his announcement and then threw her a pack of deluxe thing of Oreos and then throttled the sucker to the moon. "Stickistan Air, I like it" The humvee woman said suddenly slammed against the rear bulkhead as gravity pulled down on her.

But once in space gravity lessed its pull and she could float freely, and float freely she did. She pulled herself forwards through the plane thing. Stickistan Airlines, yes, she was totally booking another flight with them for sure! she snagged the oreos out of thin air and propelled herself back towards the cockpit

Seeing through the window the Humvee turned woman smiled thinly "We're going to Luna ?" Meaning they were going to the moon ?

Well of course they were! That was where Stickistan was gonna be established!

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#2018-04-20 03:46:34, as written by redapple8766

The ship landed near Montes Taurus, a mountain on the moon. It was a wonder the spacecraft even survived the landing after the Colonel accidentally snapped off a piece of the landing gear upon firing retrograde thrusters to decelerate . Luckily, nothing else broke.

The Colonel stepped out of the spaceship and planted the stickistan flag inside a dome with a fan and turf for dramatic effect. He then takes out a sharpie and crosses out "Stickistan", writing "New Sketchpad" on it before he seals the dome and turns the fan inside on, which makes the flag flap. He also unloads 3 shipping containers and follows the instructions he wrote to turn them into a temporary shelter, complete with airlock and shag carpeting. "Awi, you can go live in the ship for now. It's bigger, and has a full-sized fridge."

After he set up a Thorium reactor, The Colonel set up the Stickgate. A stickgate, itself the size and bearing the likeness of a stargate of terran fiction, accesses a pocket dimension about 10 miles large in all directions. It is devoid of gravitic and electromagnetic interference, as well as any air to breath or scream in. It is very easy to access, but is impossible to detect unless you are aware of it's existence. A gate resides on Sketchpad, guarded by 1000s of THOT Patrol members, and has lied dormant for 10 years.

"Alright, Awi. We'll open the Stickgate when you're ready. Oh yeah, and wear this." He threw Awi an "Ambassador" sash to wear over her spacesuit.

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#2018-05-04 07:37:07, as written by Princess Awinita

First to land was the landing gear, then the ship. Inside the ship a certain woman wasnt buckled in, again, and found herself upside down, back against the bulkhead as the ship all but nosedived into the moon

Oddly even though she WAS expecting a kaboom it never happened

The door opened and they filed out. Of course Awinita fell out with the door and landed facedown in the moondirt. Standing up she dusted herself off. For a spirit she was resilent, and this place was useful too.

Stay in the shio ? that didnt make a lot of sense since Awinita was able to go anywhere whenever whereever

But the main thing was that she was now with the Stickstan folk, and they were nice, Of course Stickistan Airlines needed better pilots she didnt complain. When the sash was handed to her she smiled, spacesuit ? What spacesuit ?

A flick of the wrist and the sash was in its proper place, like a cloak of sorts, yet the image of Stickistan clearly seen.

She then nodded, all was set "You may open when ready" She then said

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Character Portrait: President-Elect Richard Rhizo

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#2018-05-06 05:54:07, as written by redapple8766

The Colonel opened the portal interface. There were five options: Capital, Downtown Capital, Bunker 1609, Mag Train Station 0, and the only option outside Old Stickistan: Ciudad De Liberdad, a city in the Socialist nation of La Coalición de la Igualdad. He selected "Bunker 1609", in case the Capital was nuked out.

After the portal was opened for a few hours, a convoy streamed through. The convoy consisted of Hovertanks and Flatbed trucks designed for the moon, which carried everything from prefabs to moonbuggies to spacesuits to even people, huddled in passenger containers. Then, the construction equipment streamed through, each one graced with the motto of the Engineer Corps: We'll build it in a day. Some of the construction trucks were carrying nukes.

At the head of the convoy was the President. "Welcome to Luna" said the Colonel. "Thanks Colonel. I see we have lots to do. And who might this be? She doesn't look like a stick." He glanced at Awi.

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#2018-05-14 08:07:08, as written by Princess Awinita

The white haired nicely tanned woman smiled sure there wasnt any air to speak of on Luna just yet, did stickmen need it ? She sure didnt! Even then she was quite pretty the way she was dressed, the abassador flag made a very nice cloak thanks to her magic and it looked good too. "I dont think i would look as beautiful as you and yours do if I were a stick" Fact of the matter was, she wasnt even human to begin with. Nor was she a THOT

"You need not worry though El Presidente of Stickistan! I feel somehow that I should help you and yours get settled here. That and I love Stickistan Airlines, a nice smooth flight" {Haha not really smooth, she slammed into both bulkheads fore and aft at landing and takeoff respectifely!}

She then smiled at the Presidentknown as Rhizo "What do you and your people need the most ? I can see to it that it is brought"

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#2018-05-14 14:18:53, as written by Butterfly Effect

Lights and tech devices would start to flicker and act amok as if the power was about to shut of at any moment. A deathly chill would fall upon the colony as a dark shadow appeared over the moon it was once a large warship of some kind but now it looked like a mere derelict. The old warship ruin hovered over the colony silent and unmoving as if it had just drifted there. It stayed there unmoving as if it was waiting for something. Upon the ship a darkness woke...a hungry darkness...

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#2018-05-22 08:06:57, as written by redapple8766

The Colonel and The President were enjoying a spot of golf on a new course comprised entirely of astroturf and imported Mars rocks. The course was kept lunar-dust free via magnets or some crap, and an army of janitorial staff. Newly-built Stickistani atmospheric cruisers, protected from stray golf balls by nets, loomed in the distance. Occasionally, they lifted off and went to fight. There were also Corvettes, fighters, and the Pride of the fleet, the super-heavy battleship B-SUCC Monument. (B is the Battleship designation, and SUCC stands for Stickistani Universal Combat Command, the supreme imperial space navy. Though originally created to keep pirates and asteroid wranglers from becoming too prevalent, it has recently received a large funding boost, and have become a forced to be reckoned with, (Though not even close to being on par with Aaschen or the like)).

The president first noticed the looming Foreign Warship when a stray golf ball bounced off it's hull. "Colonel, is that one of ours?" "No, it's not, dumbass.", the Colonel responded. "Alert the SUCC, and go investigate, damnit."

At the Nearby SUCC airfield

The colonel boarded a personal aircraft, and took 20 of his best men to investigate the derelict warship. They're goal was to either contact whoever was in it and tell 'em to screw off, or to crashland it if it was empty so it could be turned into a city.

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2018-05-24 03:10:20 by Anonymous

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#2018-05-22 08:07:00, as written by redapple8766

The Colonel and The President were enjoying a spot of golf on a new course comprised entirely of astroturf and imported Mars rocks. The course was kept lunar-dust free via magnets or some crap, and an army of janitorial staff. Newly-built Stickistani atmospheric cruisers, protected from stray golf balls by nets, loomed in the distance. Occasionally, they lifted off and went to fight. There were also Corvettes, fighters, and the Pride of the fleet, the super-heavy battleship B-SUCC Monument. (B is the Battleship designation, and SUCC stands for Stickistani Universal Combat Command, the supreme imperial space navy. Though originally created to keep pirates and asteroid wranglers from becoming too prevalent, it has recently received a large funding boost, and have become a forced to be reckoned with, (Though not even close to being on par with Aaschen or the like)).

The president first noticed the looming Foreign Warship when a stray golf ball bounced off it's hull. "Colonel, is that one of ours?" "No, it's not, dumbass.", the Colonel responded. "Alert the SUCC, and go investigate, damnit."

At the Nearby SUCC airfield

The colonel boarded a personal aircraft, and took 20 of his best men to investigate the derelict warship. They're goal was to either contact whoever was in it and tell 'em to screw off, or to crashland it if it was empty so it could be turned into a city.

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#2018-06-10 07:45:57, as written by redapple8766

Colonel opened his Nokia and dialed Awi's number. "Awi, we've got a situation. Meet me at the SUCC airfield in 5 minutes."

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#2018-06-11 08:17:09, as written by Princess Awinita

It was the moon, airless, and beautiful all at once. So there was a pretty thing.... looked like she belonged on the moon or blended too well with her surroundings as she sunbathed, until unwanted shade blocked the sunlight. No it wasnt Terra. But something else entirely

Seeing the dead in space drifting hulk of a ship the spirit.... thingamajiggerwhatitiswithwheels simply stared a brief moment thinking "Spaceship" before her pucket vibrated madly, upon answering she heard the Stickistan Airlines pilot on the other end. She didnt even have to reply either. She simply nodded, yeah, she'd meet him there.

Something didnt feel right about the strange dead in space drifting hulk of a ship. It felt.... very wrong.

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#2018-06-13 06:21:01, as written by Butterfly Effect

The hanger or the ship was dark save for the flashing of lights that seemed to be trying and failing to come on in those brief moments the Colonel and his men could see clearly the name of the ship painted on the wall in bold letters HMS Moonbeam A ripped and faded Union Jack flag clung barely to a pole under the name.

The ship creaked and a sound like moaning could be heard deeper into the ship. The old ship making strange sounds? Perhaps something far worse?

And then another sound drowned out the moaning the sound of the ships systems coming to life. Red lights began to flash and a robotic female voice with a British accent spoke "Red Alert! Red Alert! Hull breach! Enemies in Hanger bay two! All hands battle stations!"

As the voice repeated sounds of something rushing down the hall came followed by a hail of gun and laser fire. The shots where aimed badly and would be lucky to hit anything but they gave cover for what came. Twisted and decaying bodies wearing combat armor colored black with the Union Jack on the right shoulder and a skull and cross bones on the left. On the chest plates where the words Royal Marines.

In this wave there was only ten zombie Royal Marines but more where coming... a lot more...

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#2018-06-16 17:10:35, as written by redapple8766

The Colonel's 14 troops stormed into the hall. 4 of them shouldered their rocket launchers, while the rest set up a machinegun nest. The Colonel wouldn't have any more of the stinky British space zombies. The SUCC is a clearly superior fighting force. The Colonel tossed aside his Ithaca, put on his power suit, and grabbed his belt-fed Shotgun. The belt-fed shotgun was fitted with Dragon's breath rounds, to burn any Xenos on board.

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