meat_mooks: (Meanwhile...)
meat_mooks ([personal profile] meat_mooks) wrote in [community profile] trans_92012-04-16 01:21 pm

Test your might... Test your might....

||Attention. Attention. Volunteers are requested for a mission. This mission will require active combat in a controlled environment against other sentient beings as well as fellow crew members. No fatalities are expected. Successful participation may be rewarded with increased personal power. Successful completion will result in increased resources for crew usage. Volunteers report to the Observation Deck.||



Planet Designation: Arena Planet LXIII
Status: Artifically created.
Non-sentient life: Moderate flora and fauna.
Semi-Sentient Life: None native. Multiple species have been imported post-creation.
Sentient Life: None native. Substantial extraterrestrial tourism.
Water: 25% of the planet's surface.

Climate: Multiple individual biomes maintained artificially.
Landscape: Varies by biome.
Air: Normoxic concentration: 29% oxygen, 60% nitrogen, 3% xenon, 6% trace gases, such as hydrogen, krypton, and argon. Atmosphere is artificially maintained.

Air Pressure: 12.7 pounds per square inch.
Sky: Indigo with white clouds.
Sun: Class K1V

Warnings: Artificially created.

Mission: Participate in combat-oriented tournament.
moves_like_jaeger: (evil grin)

[personal profile] moves_like_jaeger 2012-04-18 01:56 am (UTC)(link)
"Eh, it still vould not be a goot idea to kill. Not each odder. Dot would be a vaste. At least until all dis is over." By which Maxim meant this war they'd been persuaded into. The tournament? That was just a bit of fun.

"Uf cauze, if hyu vant to get a leedle bloody, ve could alvays hendle it before ve go back to de ship..." The grin he displayed then was devious, to say the least.
zombiewolf: (Of the Ebon Blade)

[personal profile] zombiewolf 2012-04-18 06:43 pm (UTC)(link)
Kyladriss gave Maxim a very toothy smile, one that others would probably find threatening, but his smile was rather toothsome itself. "That idea," she said, "definitely has merit."

She relaxed. He was right. It was useless to kill each other when they all had necessary skills to keep each other alive. It was her blasted instincts, the ones she could never seem to control. "You said the transformation was offered to you for services rendered," she said, changing the subject. "Were you a soldier?"
nize_hat: (hyu vould be schmug too)

[personal profile] nize_hat 2012-04-18 07:15 pm (UTC)(link)
"Ho, yez," Maxim agreed, nodding. "Cavalry officer, even if after all dis time I have lost my horse. Waz a nize horse." He chuckled a bit at that.

"De Heterodynes, dey may be krezy, but dey all seem to believe in rewarding goot service." So at least in Maxim's mind, what he had become was a reward. Well, longetivity, enhanced strength, resilience, heightened senses...hard for him to argue with that.
zombiewolf: (Deathcharger)

[personal profile] zombiewolf 2012-04-18 10:47 pm (UTC)(link)
"It is always unfortunate to lose a good mount," Kyladriss said. "Thankfully mine is both magical and undead, and therefore impossible to part from me." Not that she particularly needed one, since she could run as fast as a horse if she wished, but riding the Deathcharger was so much more dignified than loping about like an animal.
moves_like_jaeger: (talking)

[personal profile] moves_like_jaeger 2012-04-20 04:29 pm (UTC)(link)
"Eh, mebbe I get lucky, ve go all over vereever dis is, mebbe I find a new horse! Or zummetink else to ride, hu knows?" Maxim shrugged.

"Still, iz good hyu have hyour own horse, and dat it is a goot horse! Alvays goot to have a goot horse. Hyu know." He sort of missed looking over horses. It was really a pity he'd lost his--and there was always the fact that Maxim made many a horse...nervous, these days.