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Post by dsstriker12 on Feb 12, 2013 16:26:24 GMT -5
The Shadow is an assassin clan ship owned by me, Azone (The assassin clan is called the Dark Assassins). Named for its pure black outside, ability to blend in in space, and the people that inhabit it, The Shadow is a medium-sized warship. It currently houses all of the members of the Dark Assassins Clan. If you wish to contact the Dark Assasins Clan, you must simply drop a bottle with a slip containing your name on it into empty space. We will find it, then we will find you. The Shadow has multiple rooms inside of it, including bedrooms/bunkers, a kitchen, weapon rooms, control rooms, engine rooms, escape pods, various turrets all over the ship, and etc.
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Post by dsstriker12 on Feb 14, 2013 16:55:34 GMT -5
Azone stood alone in a pitch black room. "Training will begin in T-minus 5, 4, 3, 2, 1. Begin," A loudspeaker announced. Azone took a deep breath and cocked his two rifles. There's a whir as the first target moves up. He spins and shoots, hearing a satisfying ding of a hit. Then everything started to go at once. Targets were coming up everywhere, as fast as Azone could shoot them. They were moving, rotating, tilting, and swirling. After a minute or so of hardcore target shooting, Azone hears the whir as the machine shut down. "Training Complete. Perfect direct hit score." The lights snapped back on, and Azone didn't even flinch. His eyes, useless in the scenario, had been closed to further help his sense of hearing. Azone grunted. He was used to better than perfect in this everchanging target shooting game. He headed out of the room to change out of his superarmor, which he had been conditioning to time and time again.
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Post by dsstriker12 on Feb 22, 2013 19:49:28 GMT -5
Azone fans the units that he was just given. He asks a question to restate what he had just negotiated, "So I get 500 units before...and 1,000 units after the deed is done?"
"Yes," a man replies, "Plus a nice pack of explosives if you get it done well." The man had been wise and not given his name. "Here's the name of the person," he continues, sliding a piece of paper towards Azone.
"Interesting..." Azone states, looking at the name on the card, "Give me two days and it will be done, one day if you give me the occupation." Azone looks around the bland room. There was a door and a table in the room, but that was about it.
"He's a soldier who guards the Palace. You'll know him when you see him. He's short with blond hair, and he has a stuck-up posture," the man explains. He gets up when Azone nods, and heads back to the docking bay to leave. Azone stayed seated, brow furrowed, concetrating. This was his first mission, and he couldn't screw it up. The clock was ticking, and he had 24 hours to get away with killing a man by the name of John... He gets up and heads towards the docking bay. His one ship would do for this mission. It had all the stuff he would need to make a good kill. When Azone got to the ship, he quickly programmed it to autopilot to Utijar.
"Money, fear, and fame," Azone thought, "Here I come."
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Post by dsstriker12 on Feb 26, 2013 19:04:12 GMT -5
"Another?" Azone asks. He is back in the room negotiating with the man once again with one successful kill completed. This time though the man had sent this creepy guy in black who wouldn't talk at all. He just kept sliding notes or writing things down. Drives a guy crazy. The man nods, gets up, and just leaves. Azone looks at the name of the person he had to kill now. The card included a name, occupation and...a planet. Caroth is one of the planets disliked. Too cold for him. "Bring us to Caroth," Azone said to his headset, "We got us a another person to kill."
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