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Utijar
Feb 4, 2013 16:38:38 GMT -5
Post by Dez1320 on Feb 4, 2013 16:38:38 GMT -5
1.Planet Name: Utijar Region: Core Suns: 1 Moons: 1 Rings: 0 Physical Class: Terrestrial Atmosphere: Type I (breathable) Climate: Temperate (artificial) Primary terrain: Urban sprawl, oceans, and large rivers. Points of Interest: Upper City, Under City, and The Central Utijarian Palace. Population: 165 Billion (Aprox.)
The center of the Galaxy in area concerning trade, population, politics, and culture, Utijar is considered the capitol of the Galaxy. A vast ecumenopolis with spires rising high into the artificial atmosphere of the planet. A large palace in the rough center of the city is surrounded by tall skyscrapers. The Undercity teems with criminal life and vile scum. All the races can be seen intermingling here.
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Utijar
Feb 15, 2013 12:36:12 GMT -5
Post by firestormgtx on Feb 15, 2013 12:36:12 GMT -5
"We are dropping out of subspace, sir, " announced the navigator.
"I will contact the space port, " declared Captain Rodriguez. He motioned his hand on the console and brought up a transmition screen. He sent a signal to the port below. They returned it. A voice was heard over the sound system.
"Who are you and why are you here? We were not expecting any ships at this time." The voice was from some sort of director.
"This is Captain Rodriguez of the Novienian Dominion. We are here on official business on transporting one of your people. We do not mean to cause any harm to you."
"Allow me to contact my superiors, " returned the director. After a couple minutes of quietness, Captain Rodriguez became impatient, but then, the director returned. "You have permission to dock at this time. We have never had any Novienians on our planet before. Welcome."
"Thank you, " said the captain. "Rodriguez out."
"Take us down, " directed Project Exo.
"As you wish, " said the navigator. The Novadad made its descent toward the space port of Utijar.
The complex came into view and and Exo spoke, "Find us a dock close to the main building and park us there."
"This ship is massive, " stated the navigator. "It will be difficult, but I will do my best to make this ship fit."
"Carefully, navigator, " said the Project. The ship maneuvered through a tight fit. It successfully docked with the main station. "Excellent!" exclaimed the android. The mission was now half way over. Just one more simple task: get Sion and return him to Project Apocalypse.
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