Neptune

Big Lard Mountain.

Welcome to EcchiDreams! We could always do with more perverted Dreamers~ I hope you enjoy your stay here with us :3

Hey, @Wolfie I might if there was a market for it. But I cannot think of anything, since I don't know @Whoreo personally that well. That's the problem with using another Dreamer, I think xD The best I can come up with is a modification of Wolfie's (And it's crap); Takes wages in Hookers and Oreo's.

Hah. Funny how things work out xD

An Announcement that was to be posted on the 6th... is posted one minute to midnight to the next day... Wow, that's cutting it close there, Wolfie xD

Congratulations~ Well deserved :3

That is a very good idea, SMFoxy. I think we will do just that :)

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Thank you, Whoreo :)

That's up to the Game Master since it's their roleplay; their rules. It might simply mean a bare-bones Character ID, little to no extra information and players are allowed to do one-liner posts. There is no set way to do a Character ID, but generally speaking the harder a roleplay is, the more detail you will need to put in. That's how we figured it would be logical to do.

I'm definitely thinking about the suggestion since it does give Game Masters more control over their roleplay, especially if potential roleplayers apply to the roleplay which would allow Game Masters to approve/disapprove characters.

I agree that getting Platinum membership just for a more exclusive roleplay is a little excessive, but more control over the roleplays is what Platinum Members have. Although this is expressed with the ability to moderate their own roleplay. I'm not entirely sure what you're getting at with the Character ID being an indication of RP openness. At the moment, a roleplays difficulty is somewhat set by the requirements to join it, as well as level of detail in the information. For RPs that don't have an extra information, or need a Character ID are considered casual. For RPs that have the Character ID as a requirement can be much higher in level. I think having the Character ID as a sign of the 'openness' of a roleplay is making it a little too complicated when the other ideas that you had would suffice very, very easily. In regards to the Public roleplay, we could cut it down to two layers of openness; Public/Open: Anyone can join as long as they meet minimum requirements. No one can consider any of the roleplays as being entirely 'Full' access as owners will have specific requirements that you need to meet in order to join. Apply: Dreamers apply to join a roleplay either through the OOC thread, through EcchiText or some other means. The reason why I drop Invite from this list, is because you could simply ask someone to join your roleplay through an application. What the requirements of joining a Roleplay will be completely on the owner of the roleplay, the Game Master. Just so you know, I am taking your suggestion seriously but I would like for you to further clarify some of yours points.

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This post is a joint post written by: @Neptune - Kellina Dansken @Jambalyre - Moira Dansken Location: Unknown System, 12.53 Light Years from Andromeda Station. “You ain’t getting away from me, fuckface!” An angry voice called out, as a shower of sparks descended on the speaker, a tall blonde woman with sparkling, angry blue eyes. She hissed as the sparks stung her exposed skin. She hoped that they wouldn’t leave any marks on her otherwise flawless skin. She pushed the throttle control forward, causing their small fighter, the Stella-Kelpie to lunge forward as she went after her prey. The ship being flown by their target was slightly larger than their small fighter, however it was still a relatively small class of ship designed for a very small crew. It belonged to a man that Kellina and her sister were hunting. A man called Jonathan Randell, who took a delight in the exploitation of sentient beings. He would traffic them all over the Galaxy to enter into slavery in a large slavery empire. He killed without discrimination, and he had hurt thousands of people, and destroyed the lives of millions. And now he had numerous bounties on his head worth millions. And Kellina and Moira were there to try and catch him, although the bounty contract stated that he could be brought back Dead or Alive. It didn’t matter, but the sisters always tried to bring their Bounties back alive. “Keep on him, Kelli!” Her sister's voice came over the comm. Kellina slowed down the ship slightly, before she then twisted the controller, causing their small fighter to twist and turn before she throttled forward as she pursued their slippery prey, “Yeah, yeah, I know.” Kellina flippantly replied. Her entire focus was on the ship before her, and she didn’t have time to listen to Moira, especially when she was saying what she already knew. Kellina glanced at the screen in front of her, checking the status of her weapons as well as the condition of their ship. The shields were damaged, and they had slight hull damage. Her eyes flickered back up as she caught sight of the ship, growing larger as she inched her way closer. The moment he was within weapons range, Kellina began to unleash fire upon him. Their ship had two large lasers, gimbaled so that they followed their target. Kellina had targeted the opposing ships thrusters, however something unexpected happened. The ship blew up. Kellina stopped her fire, before slowing the ship down and angling slightly away so that they were not caught up in the fiery blast. “I thought we agreed to not blow them up this time!” Moira called over the comm. Kellina shrugged as she flicked a few switches, “It was an accident. I shot for the thrusters, so he must have had some serious flaw with them. It’s not my fault. Don’t worry so much; we can still collect the full bounty if we kill him. We just need to… find something of him.” She said, before turning back towards the wreckage of the ship, “And that might take a little bit…” She sighed. A similar sigh came over the comm from Moira, and Kellina could hear her sister speak softly, in an almost reverent tone, “Be fearful all who be unbelieving, abominable, murderers, whoremongers and all liars, for I bear the will of God. All shall be afraid; for I beareth the sword yet not in vain: For I, in the name of the Lord, am a revenger upon he who doeth evil. And I will execute upon them with furious vengeance and terrible rage; and they will know that I am the will of the Lord. Ye shall burneth within the fire and brimstone lakes of hell: which is second only to death! Habbakuk, 2:22 Motherfucker.” “I’ll take care of that. You just keep us still.” Moira then told her, before the comm cut out. Kellina sighed and sat back, crossing her arms as she impatiently waited. She knew that her sister was down in engineering, rigging up one of her genius inventions. A little bored, he began to absently scan parts of the wreckage. There were some things in the cargo hold, but it was nothing worth taking. They appeared to be some personal things that Kellina had no interest in. If it was something of value, then she would snap that up quickly and either keep it, or sell it to make some more money. Either would work for her. By the time Kellina was almost bouncing with impatience, Moira once more spoke through the comm, “Alright, I’ve programmed some of the drones to search and retrieve any organic matter. Hopefully we can salvage it before the vacuum of space ruins the samples.” She said. Kellina snorted as she released the drones, “That would be our fucking luck. It would also be a good idea to grab some parts of the ship so that they can be identified as his.” She said. The drones make quick work of getting the samples, and once they were back, Kelli asked, “Do they have everything?” “Yes. We got very lucky. His head stayed intact, for the most part. Enough to easily identify him. And some of his fingers, so DNA, fingerprints and iris scans can be done. And we also have several pieces of the ship” Moira responded, sounding slightly distracted as if she was concentrating on something. “Fucking awesome.” Kellina responded with a grin, feeling excited about cashing in this bounty. Quickly, she turned the ship and headed back towards the jump gate nearby that they could use to jump into hyperspace to get to Andromeda Station quicker than heading there in a straight line. They were lucky that their target was in such a well-travelled system, so it was easy tracking him down. It would take them several hours to get back to the Andromeda Station, which Kellina knew it would cause unease for her sister for the risk of being attacked and their precious cargo stolen. But Kellina knew that she could keep one step ahead of the others. It was how she had found the bastard in the first place. They reached the gate after an hour of straight flying, and Kellina activated the gate causing a gate into hyperspace to open up. She aimed the ship into it, before they were completely surrounded by hyperspace. To the eyes, it appeared to be red in colour, with varying shades of blacks, orange and yellows. It also seemed very big, and very lonely. But Kellina followed the buoys that were left in place that would guide her to the correct destination. Kellina was left to her own company in the cockpit of the ship, as her sister was still in engineering doing whatever geniuses like her did. Kellina had to remain where she was, to keep them on course. There was no way she was going to allow them to drift, and become lost. They arrived back at Andromeda several hours later. The gate near the station opened up and their fighter came shooting out of the hyperspace window and headed closer to the station. Kellina felt relieved, because this meant that they could park their ship, collect their money and she could go and celebrate. As their ship got closer to the Station, she opened a channel, “Yo, Andromeda. Stella-Kelpie here, requesting to dock.” She said, slowing down her ship as she was awaiting a response. The voice of Karla Stewert came back, “Acknowledged, Stella-Kelpie. Sending docking information now.” Kellina looked at the screen, noting where they were to go before she increased her speed and headed to the docking bay. She slowed down when she approached the mouth of the Station. She aligned the ship with the station’s rotation and slowly entered the long docking bay. They then entered the large, round docking bay that was ringed with numerous docking pads, that were filled with ships. Kellina headed for their pad, heading sharply down. When close, she pulled the nose of the ship up sharply as the landing gear emerged. The ship then landed gently on the landing pad. As Kellina powered down the engine, she grinned, “Another perfect landing.” She boasted as she signalled the pad to take them down. The landing pad sank down, before the docking pad closed above them. Their ship was turned around, before they came back and parked smoothly into the landing bay. Kellina pushed back from the flight controls before getting up and stretching as she felt stiff from sitting down for so long. She then made her way down to engineering where she found Moira hunkered over one of her computer screens. As Kellina approached, Moira said, “I’ve already alerted the contact, and they’re coming here now.” “Good. The sooner the better.” Kellina said, before she went over to the table which contained the organic matter, as well as scraps from the ship. She peered at the head, which had half of the face seared off and horrifically burnt. But the other side of the face was completely intact, and the brown eye stared up at her blankly as the mouth hung open as if screaming silently. Kellina picked up a wrench and poked the head with it, causing it to rock slightly. “Will you stop that, Kelli,” Moira scolded, snatching the wrench and eyeing it critically for signs of flesh and brains. “You know I don’t like getting shit on my tools.” Kellina glanced at her, “You’re such a delicate flower, Moira. It can be easily cleaned off.” Kellina told her. “Sure it can, but it's bad manners to get blood and shit on another Engineers tools, besides you keep poking this thing, it’s going to roll off and get more blood and shit on things, and I don’t want it rolling around in my Engineering like a loose football,” Moira said, waving the the wrench in Kellina’s direction to emphasise her point. “And I will make you clean it up. Forget the micro sterilisation scanner, it will be the old fashioned toothbrush.” Kellina wrinkled her nose in disgust before she flicked her fingers dismissively, “Don’t worry, I know how to deal with men. Especially their heads. It’s not like I wanted to impale his eye with your tools. We kinda need that eye right now.” Her sister looked like she wanted to say something, but scoffed is disgust instead and turned back to her computer. Kellina sat down heavily in a chair, impatiently tapping her foot on the floor as she awaited the arrival of their contact. The minutes dragged by and Kellina began idly playing with various tools and objects and Moira, just as idly, telling her to stop. Finally, the contact let Moira know that they were there, and her sister went off to let them onto the ship. She then brought them back, revealing it to be a well dressed human. The man glanced at Kellina before he began scanning the remained that they had collected. “We did try to keep him alive, however he had a flaw in his thrusters that caused his ship to blow up as we fired upon the thrusters to disable his ship.” Moira explained to the man. He glanced up at her, before looking back down, “You’ve provided enough evidence to prove that you’ve completed the contract. This man was a very sick individual. He deserved death, although some would have preferred he face trial. But a lot of people will be glad he’s dead, myself included.” He replied as he scanned the remains of the ship. Once he was done, he pulled out a small tablet from his pocket. He pressed a few things before asking, “How are you wanting the reward split?” “Evenly between us two.” Moira responded, as Kellina sat there quietly, watching the exchange. Moira always took control of these deals, which was fine with her. Moira was very good at negotiating, whereas Kellina tended to not be. The man nodded, before drawing out two credit chits and inserting them into the tablet before he handed them over, “The credits will be available to you within the hour. Enjoy your rewards, ladies, you’ve done a great service.” He said, smiling at them. As Kellina took it, she felt a thrill of excitement. This moment always made this job so rewarding. She continued watching as Moira packed the remains of the target and his ship in a box. They no longer wanted it, and the man could have his remains dealt with by the contact. When the man finally left, Kellina jumped up, “Yaahooo!” She cried, bouncing over to Moira and engulfing her in a large, tight hug. Moira let out a strangled noise, as Kellina almost suffocated her. The blonde let go of her sister, grinning, “Hey, you wanna go celebrate with a drink at the ol’ Wet Hole?” She asked. “No, thanks. I have some things that need doing. I will be here if you need me to, I don’t know, maybe pay your bail money,” Moira replied with a small grin.. “Maybe. But not right now. Right now, I wanna down a few drinks. It’s not like the bail fee is going anywhere.” Kellina grinned, tilting her head slightly up at her sister. “Apart from the bar tab, perhaps your right, just becareful,” Moira said, waving her sister away to concentrate on the computer screen with a diagnostic programme running on the engines. “Alright, but if you change your mind, you know where to find me!” She said, before turning and leaving engineering. She made a stop off in her bedroom where she went to her bed. Kneeling down, she fished out a safe, which she used a iris scan, to unlock it. It had several items inside of it, mainly credit chits but also some odd pieces. Pieces that were all she had left of her parents, and her love. She took out a couple of the credit chits, before putting the large money one inside. It was not something she wanted to carry around with her. She pushed the credit chits into her cleavage, before she locked up her safe, shoving it under her bed then she left her ship to head towards the Wet Hole, leaving Moira on the ship. Location: Section 3D, Down below and Medlab. An agonised scream echoed down the corridor as people scrambled away from a stumbling figure that stood hunched over screaming in agony as he was clutching his head. At his feet lay an unconscious figure, but it was hard to see who it was, as they were covered with filthy rags. The man stumbled further down the corridor, still screaming in agony, “OH, GOD! MAKE IT STOP! PLEASE! MAKE IT STOP!” His eyes were popping out of their eye sockets, and his face was sweating profusely. He stumbled again, collapsing into a pile of boxes which he knocked over. He struggled to his feet again, before he stumbled into another pile but this time he remained still as he slipped into unconsciousness. The corridor was now completely silent, empty save for the two unconscious figures. Several minutes later, several security men appeared on the scene. They called for medical assistance, before they tried to find anything about the crime scene that would indicate what had happened, but they were unable to find anything. The two figures were rushed to the medlab, where Daniel Tucker, the Chief of Medical, immediately came over to inspect the two of them. He turned to the man, who was tossing and turning on the medical bed. He frowned as he checked his vitals, which were erratic and unstable and his blood pressure was falling fast. It appeared that he was under the influence of some kind of drug. His head kept tossing as he mumbled phrases like, “It’s falling… on me…! It’s falling!” He sounded panicked, as he whimpered painfully between each half formed phrase. He looked at one of his doctors, who was inspecting the secondary patient, “Status?” He asked. The woman looked at him, “Traumatic shock, complete lack of consciousness, respiration and heart rate are well below normal and EEG readings well below normal.” She reported. As he turned back towards the first patient, drawing a blood sample to get the blood analysed, the doctor spoke again, “I think the cases may be related.” Daniel handed the vial of blood to an assistant as he turned back, “How do you figure that?” He asked. “She’s a Geological Consultant. Six months ago, she was doing a survey on a colony planet. She became trapped by a rockfall and broke her leg in the process.” She told him. Daniel looked back towards the man, “Oh hell…” He sighed, before ordering, “Check her neural pathways,” He then turned to the assistant, “I want to know exactly what is in his blood. Look specifically for traces of dust.” He nodded back towards the female doctor, “Thank you.” He nodded. As the two patients were wheeled away, he went over to his small office area and sat down, rubbing at his face. This was not good.

Welcome to the Red Velvet Club (Unknown Artist) The Red Velvet club is an exclusive club on the Andromeda Space Station, a place where roleplayers can gather and discuss about our characters and any plots that we have. If you are new to the vast expanse of the Andromeda Galaxy, then this is the perfect place to come and introduce your characters to the other roleplayers to discuss possible plot lines. Please remember that plots and characters posted about in this thread may not be known to characters within the roleplay that had never encountered them before, so please do not have them somehow knowing what they couldn’t possibly. Please enjoy your time at the Red Velvet Club, the best club in Andromeda Relevant links: Andromeda Station Roleplay Extra Information Character ID

Accommodations Command Staff and Ambassadors The largest of the Quarters belongs to the Command Staff and the Ambassadors. The rooms are provided to them as rather plain and nondescript, though they are able to decorate them however they wish. This allows visiting Diplomats to bring a little of their home with them to make them more comfortable. It is kitted out with the most high tech of human technology. They have access terminals that are voice or touch activated, which can be used to access public information, make calls or store information. The bedroom and the small bathroom do not have any windows giving a view of outer space, however, the seating and kitchen area does. This allows them to peer out into space, or at the planet the station orbits. If they get tired of the space view, however, the thick glass (activated by voice or touch) can display whatever the user wants. It will dim the outside part of the window and display the images that were wanted. This can be Entertainment feeds, a scene from their planet or they can choose from a range of default 'landscapes'. This landscapes are images from Earth, Ashaea or one of their colonies which can whatever you wish to be. The default ones may also contain some images from different species homeworlds, as Andromeda One may ask for some when a new Ambassador is coming onto the station. They would obviously be alright if the answer is no. Each quarters are their own space and, unless an Ambassador does something to get expelled from the Station, they are free to do as they wish within. They have the capability to prepare food, as they have a working water dispenser, oven, heating pad, fridge/freezer, water boiler and extraction, as well as also having storage for their own food. The furniture within can be replaced by whatever the occupant wants. The bathroom has the usual toilet facilities and has real water showers that they can use, but also have the option of a sonic shower that gets any dirt and grease off the user. Basic Quarters These are the basic quarters for the command staff and Ambassadors. It isn't very exciting, but it can be changed to something much more suitable to the occupants choice. (Room concept by Bulgarian design studio BOZHINOVSKI DESIGN) Basic Bedroom Again, this is the image for the basic command staff and Ambassador bedroom. It's very plain, but all the facilities are there, including a small bathroom. It can be changed to something much more suitable to the occupants choice. (Room concept by KLab Architecture) Standard Quarters The standard quarters are for anyone that can afford it. This includes station workers, merchants or temporarily for those passing through. These quarters consist of two rooms; the main living area with a kitchen and dining room, and bedroom with a small bathroom. The bathroom has the toilet facilities and a sonic shower. Near the entrance of the main room is a small kitchen to the right when seen from the entrance, and a small table that seats two to the left. Directly in front of the door is the bedroom area that will either have a single bed, or a double which costs slightly more. It often comes with a clean, simple pillow and a thin sheet as the temperature can be controlled within the room. This area also has a little more shelving and storage for clothes and other items. For the rooms that are up against the outer hull of the Station, occupants can fully enjoy a view of space. Like with the Ambassador's quarters, the outside of the windows can be dimmed and images of the occupants choice made to cover the screen. This is voice and touch activated. They also have an access terminal that is voice and touch activated. It can access communications and public information, and store information. Their own personal computer is cleaned when they leave the quarters and give up ownership of them. They are free to leave the quarters whenever they wish, either for jobs, shopping or to hang out with friends. If they commit crimes on the station, they may spend some time in the jails, or even be kicked off the station. Main room This is where the occupant prepares and eats their meals (if they choose not to eat out), and spend their time when not sleeping, working, or just spending time elsewhere in the station. While it isn't seen in the image itself, opposite the kitchen area is a small table suitable to sit two people. There is also a set of shelves by the door where the occupant can store things. This is all that there are in the standard quarters, except the terminal. (3D Room concept by Daniel Brown CGI) Bedroom While it appears to be larger than the main room, it is not. It has a single, small bed, with the rest of the space is given to storage, that you cannot see clearly in the image. But most of the floor space is clear and there is plenty of space to move around. There is an option for a room with a double bed, but as said above, it is slightly more expensive. (Unknown concept designer) Shared Quarters The shared Quarters are the cheapest of the quarters on the station. You often have no say as to who you are sharing with, so it may be with complete strangers. Each room comes with four beds and a single wardrobe, with a pull out stool. The space is tiny, and is only really used for sleeping. The beds come with a blanket and pillow that is fresh each time someone rents out one of the beds. Your items can be stored in secure lockers within the room itself, by the door. The room itself is also temperature controlled (though you’ll have to fight three other occupants over the settings), and comes with its own life support system. There is also a tiny bathroom with two small showers and toilets. There is no kitchen in the quarters themselves, but there is a communal kitchen that is shared between four rooms. It is large enough to allow several people to cook at the same time. Another alternative would be to seek out food elsewhere on the station. Room This is an image of what part of the bedroom looks like. There are two bunk beds per room, making a total of four beds. Lockers are provided to keep belongings safe. There is also a small door leading to the bathroom. It is small, but perfect if you are low on money or only staying for a night or two. (Unknown concept designer) Communal Kitchen This kitchen is shared between four shared rooms. It is fully stocked with the utensils needed, which are chipped so that they set off an alarm if someone attempts to remove them, thus summoning security. It appears large, but that is because it is equipped to serve several people at once. (Room concept by Stephen Geaghan)

Station Inhabitants Station Staff The Station Staff are the ones that keep Andromeda Station up and running, and making sure that order is kept. The staff list is large, from the Captain to Cleaners. They are all NPC and are generally polite and helpful. They try and make sure that everyone has a place to sleep and are kept safe, although there is a limit as to how much they can do. In an attempt to keep the crime levels down, they try and make sure that those living on the station have a job in which to earn money, but there aren’t always jobs available and they are not allowed to send people away from the station if they cannot afford to do so. While the staff are generally polite, sometimes a situation has occurred where station staff have been unfair to those on board, however they are always punished for their behaviour. The Commander of the station acts as the Ambassador from Earth, and thus is usually present at public meetings. They will try to be fair to all, and be good with the other ambassadors, while trying to keep the station running smoothly. His command staff help, helping direct flow of space traffic in and out of the station. A list of the command staff is laid out below (While NPC, they are playable by me. Just let me know if you need a character to interact with one of the Commanding staff. If what you’re after falls within the scope of the character, then there shouldn’t be a problem but I will ask what you want from them.): Station Commander: Name: Alexander Churchill Rank: Captain Information: Captain Alexander Churchill is a distinguished military man who took control of the Andromeda Station not long after it became operational. He is firm but fair in his command style, expecting no more from his staff than what he would do himself. He wants to keep the population on the station as safe as possible, while wanting to keep the peace between different races and species. He is approachable, and tries his best to listen to all sides of the story, but he would make his opinion known. He is very honest and straightforward with everyone. He doesn’t waste time beating around the bush, so is very blunt and to the point. He has been involved in wars and skirmishes against the NRSA. He has many medals of distinction awarded for his actions during the fighting, marking him as a fierce warrior and capable officer. He is Ashaean, and comes from the Ashaean homeworld in the Epsus Galaxy. (Character from Hetalia) 1st Officer: Name: Karla Stewart Rank: Commander Information: Born in Russia on Earth, Karla is second in command on the station after the Captain. Like he is, she is firm but fair in her dealings with station inhabitants. She is quite headstrong and stubborn, which does cause her to clash with colleagues or other station inhabitants, but she will admit if she has been wrong. Despite her headstrong nature, she tries to be fair to those on the station, and attempts to appear approachable, however, she is well known for her headstrong nature. Like the Captain, she has served in several wars, and was even commanding one of the ships that helped turn the tide in the war with the terrorist group on Mars, after the original Captain had died. Her main duty on the Andromeda Station is to help things run smoothly, and is in charge of deciding which ships can dock at the station. (Character from Armored Core) Chief of security: Name: Christopher Barnes Rank: Lieutenant Commander Information: Christopher, like the Captain and the Second in Command, served in several wars. He was not a soldier like they were, but he was a very good tactician that helped several campaigns become successful. While not in the wars, he was a Police Officer on Earth, and thus decided to become Chief of Security when the Andromeda Station opened up. He’s very good at getting to the bottom of crimes, and doesn’t like others coming along and taking control of an investigation he is leading. Christopher sometimes doesn’t appear to take his job very seriously, but it is one of the things that he feels is most important to him. So while he may appear laid back and lazy, he will focus completely on his job. He does, however, have a problem with alcohol as well as a love for Looney Toons. He was born in the United States, on Earth. Chief Medical: Name: Daniel Tucker Rank: Commander Information: Coming from the Ashaean homeworld, Daniel is a kind, compassionate man, who will treat any patient regardless of his personal feelings, and regardless of who they are. He sees everyone as a potential patient to treat. He doesn’t like to anger or upset people in day to day conversation, but when there is a patient that he needs to treat, he will become completely focused on them. He is efficient in his command of his staff, giving them tasks that help increase the chances of a patient's survival. He is very dedicated to his job, and will often forgo sleeping or eating in order to help someone. He’s also very dedicated to his research. (Character from Nico Nico Singer) Permission to dock a ship will be required. If there is a large ship that does not have transportation technology, then they will be required to orbit the station or planet, and send a shuttle to dock with the station. Landing on the planet also requires permission and even then, only Scientific expeditions are allowed. Dock workers work hard to assign a ship a docking bay and to quickly unload any cargo ships. They are efficient and, for the most part, polite. An extension of the Dock Workers include what is affectionately known as "Quartermasters" whose job is to assign visitors with quarters that they can afford. They arrange rent payment, and help people settling in. They are also the ones to go to if you have no job or money. They will attempt to find you a job and quarters so that you can save up to get off of the station. The Quartermaster: Name: Lydia Crawford Rank: Lieutenant Information: Lydia hasn’t served in many fights or wars, but she is very good at organising places for people to sleep, and food for them to eat, as well as jobs that they can do. She enjoys being able to assign beds and jobs to people, as the organisational side of things is very satisfying to her. She is quite kind and sweet, however she will not allow anyone to take advantage of her or make her do what she doesn’t want. She is very approachable, and does her best to help everyone that needs it. (Drawn by artist Itori of Setsuko Ohara in Super Robot Wars) Around the station are various restaurants and bars. These are usually owned by businessmen, as well as other civilians, making a living on the station. They will need to pay a charge to the station for renting out space for your establishment. They have their own on-site kitchens to prepare their food. These restaurants and Bars can be a location within the Andromeda Station, and would require an Extra Information with details like the food they sell and opening times, as well a description. It is the same as any shops that are on the station as well. While you need to pay for the best medical care, there are a number of free clinics that can be used by those who cannot afford it. They are not expected to pay for this, and get the best treatment possible for the limited resources the Clinics have (which considering the advancements, this can help people with a lot of problems). To prevent abuse from the richer who can afford to pay for their own treatment, the free care is only available to those who cannot afford it. Ambassadors Ambassadors are the representatives of the races that reside here on the station. They negotiate treaties, among other things, with other governments. While they can still be held accountable by their own government, while at the Andromeda Station they have Diplomatic Immunity, which means they are free from prosecution; however, an Ambassador committing crimes on the Andromeda Station will be expelled from the station to return home, and a replacement asked for. They have their own quarters that are paid for by their own government. They attend weekly meetings set up by the human Commander, who is also an Ambassador for Earth. If you have created your own race, and wish for them to be an Ambassador, then you are free to do so. However they will need a Species Extra Information Thread in the Extra Information Thread that gives details about the species. The Ambassador can be one of your playable characters, and will take up a character space. If you wish for them to have an assistant, you can either have someone else play them, have them as another major character, or make them into a minor character for your Ambassador. Station Residents Most of the residential population on Andromeda Station is made up of people of all species that earn enough to afford good sized quarters. They are either going through the station and pausing for a break, waiting for another ship, or they own a business on the station. There are those within this group that work on the station in various jobs, like being a nurse, mechanic or cleaner. Unless they have committed a crime, they are free to roam the station as they wish, but have to stay out of restricted areas like the command bridge and maintenance rooms (like the power core). There is a section of the station often referred to as "Down Below". This is where people who have little money, no job or quarters. It is quite often the case that the station has no jobs or cheap quarters available, causing the population in this part of the station. Down below is only lightly Policed; as such crime is high in this area, and Ambassadors are advised never to enter. In Down Below, there is a high chance that someone can be mugged, assaulted and even murdered. The conditions are poor, often having little in the way of hygiene or space. Occasionally a gang can appear but Station Security try to keep that down to a minimum. Things such as gambling and prostitution are common in this part of the station which often adds to the crime of this area, due to problems that can arise such as people getting into debt with the wrong people, or the sexual assault of a prostitute. People here sleep whenever and wherever they can, getting a very tiny and cramped cabin if they are lucky. This leaves people vulnerable and open for assault. In Down Below there are several Free Clinics, where the population of Down Below can get free medical care only available to people living in that part of the station. Despite the bad conditions, the Station Staff always try and find these people a job that pays enough to get them into better accommodation and into a better part of the station, or even a way to get them off of the station. Due to the fact that it is a dangerous place to go, and because it is lightly policed, it provides a good place to hold discussions that some might not want to be overheard.

The Station This is an image of the station in orbit of the planet below. The station is several miles long, and is the only station within the system. There is a jump gate near the station, allowing ships to go to and fro between the station and the Milky Way Galaxy. This has allowed them to begin friendships among the aliens within the Andromeda Galaxy. The station orbits around the planet below it, powered by an immense power core that generates power, as well as absorbing solar power from the sun. This ensures that they have more than enough power to be used by the inhabitants. For air and water, the station has numerous purification plants that recycle the air and water, to remove impurities and mix more oxygen into the air. All the quarters have much smaller air and water filtration, so that someone could be isolated within a room and still be able to survive. This only occurs in dire emergencies such as an attack or disaster, like an asteroid colliding with the station. Due to the fact that it is a civilian station, and due to the amount of traffic going in and out of the station, it has no full use shields. It would have to turn them down every time a ship wanted to leave, or enter, so they only have an emergency shield that can be used for short periods of time. This means that ships would be unable to leave or enter the Station when the shield is active. It also has a defence system of powerful turrets that cover the station and allow it to fire in multiple directions. This not only defends the station from attackers, but also defends against asteroids heading towards them. When ships come to dock at the station, they have to communicate with the station and await the signal to dock with it. The docking bay is (Relative to the image shown above) on the back side of the station. Currently, only small and medium sized vessels are able to dock directly with the station, while larger ships either have to transport passengers aboard or use a smaller ship for the transfer. Docking procedures must be obeyed, otherwise it could cause a serious accident that may take a while to clear out. Once docked, the ship can then be left by the passenger(s). The dock workers will unload the ship, or perform maintenance if they are paid to do so (Unless it's a ship of alien design, then they may not have the experience to do so.). If a passenger is looking to stay at the station for a period of time it is best to seek out the Quartermasters, who will be more than happy to assign them quarters and show where all the facilities are, providing that the passenger has the money for it. While at the station, all visitors and civilian residents are free to roam where they wish, as long as they stay clear of the off-limit areas of the ship such as the command centre and the engineering rooms. Staff have the same freedom, but are allowed into restricted areas if they have the right clearance. For example, Command staff are able to enter the command centre, whereas the dock workers couldn't. If anyone attempts to go into an area they are not supposed to, they will be confronted by security and asked about their intentions. If they suspect that it may be someone with a malicious intent, then they may arrest them for questioning. But otherwise, unless characters are committing a crime, they will not be bothered by the staff (unless it's an important plot device). The station is protected by several squadrons of Star Fury fighters; Alpha, Beta, Gamma, Delta, Epsilon and Zeta Wings. Each wing consists of nine fighters, giving them a total of fifty-four fighters. These are small and maneuverable fighters that have four main thrusters at the back, with smaller ones set in all directions allowing for quick turning. This makes them extremely agile and when in a swarm they can be tough to deal with. They are armed with pulse cannons and are piloted by a single trained pilot. (Starfury image from the Sci-Fi series Babylon 5) The station is also protected by a series of heavy weapons that cover all sides of the station, allowing for omni-directional attacks on enemy ships. These include heavy pulse cannons and primitive phaser technology. They also have warheads that deal a lot of physical damage. These weapons allow the station to fight off most threats, barring much more advanced starships. They are able to fire out of the shields, while preventing enemy fire from hitting the station. An image of what one would expect one of the centre ring corridors to look like (Occulus Sci-Fi Corridor demo by mdk) The station is comprised of three main parts. The centre of the station, with the two rotating rings. The two rings slowly spin around the station and are the means in which the gravity is generated. Both of the rings are given away for living quarters, for all station inhabitants. The central part of the station is where all the operations of the station are conducted such as power generation, and station administration. The centre has a location, wrapping around the central part that leads into the second accomodation ring. This place is filled with the docked ships, and restaurants where individuals can move around freely. This is called the Main District, and is where inhabitants of the station can do their shopping or eat out. Those coming onto the station must pass through the Main District in order to get to the habitation rings. The command Centre is at one end of the station (The one visible in the image) and is off-limits to most of the station occupants, including a vast chunk of the station work force. On the far end of this central part, are the docking bays, as well as the main power core. The power core is, again, off-limits to most of the stations occupants. Unless a character has received special permission to be there by the station staff, they will be prevented by security from entering. (This means permission from the roleplay owner. You will need permission from me to enter all off-limit areas) Down Below This is an image of what one of the corridors in Down Below look like. (Star Citizen concept art) Despite the best efforts of the station staff, they are not able to house everyone free of charge, nor find everyone a job. Many people come to the station, under the illusion that the station would help provide a better life for them. For most of these people, they come to realise that their dreams would never come true here. While they may have some money, unless they can find a decent job, their money will run out and they would no longer be able to afford to live on the station. They are not even able to afford passage off of the station, either, so they remain trapped. Most find themselves on the decks of 'down below', a very poor area that is rife with crime which is situated on one of the decks of the first ring. It can be very dangerous, unless a person knows how to defend themselves properly. Due to the crime levels it is only lightly policed, as they have had numerous security officers murdered on duty. This means that a large number of illegal activities happen here. Drugs, gambling and prostitution are just a few examples. This is a place where, if you find a quiet corner, conversations will not be overheard. But without the proper protection, it is not advised to go Down Below. There are a number of clinics where residents of these levels can receive free treatment, despite the risk to the medical staff. The station tries to help everyone that they can, but the unfortunate truth is that they cannot provide housing and jobs to everyone, especially when they are flooded with people. They also cannot afford to be able to send them home, but they really do try their best. This is a problem that has existed since the station was made publicly open.

Andromeda One Station This is an image of the station in orbit of the planet below. The Andromeda One Space Station is a large civilian run Station in a neutral part of space, construction completed in 2506. It orbits a large, Earth-like planet that is not claimed, and cannot be claimed by any one government, as it is considered an Intergalactic Planet. The only people allowed down to the surface are Scientists who want to study the planet and its ecology. It has an atmosphere breathable by humans, with slightly higher levels of oxygen. It has a unique ecosystem that Scientists find fascinating. The Andromeda One Station was set up by the Earth Alliance and the Ashaean’s to act as a centre for representatives of any races to converge and negotiate with each other in the interests of peace. It acts as a go-between for the Milky Way Galaxy and the Andromeda Galaxy. Earth believes that one day, the two Galaxies would merge, and hopes to befriend their distant neighbours. Ambassadors from many different civilisations reside here, from both the Milky Way and Andromeda. It provides them a place to talk and negotiate with each other. Before the creation of this station, humans had found a Jump Gate within the Milky Way Galaxy that was active, keeping a wormhole open. After careful study, they found that this wormhole connected to another Jump Gate in the Andromeda Galaxy. They were never able to find out who placed the gates there, or why, though here were some inconclusive theories. Using this chance, they set up the Andromeda One Station to communicate with the new species they would encounter. Travel is possible both ways through these gates that connect the station to the Milky Way. Not only is this a chance for representatives of different cultures to meet and talk with each other, it is also a chance for trade to occur between species. Anyone trying to make money, or find new opportunities, flock to the station in hopes of becoming rich. However, not everyone is able to make it big. As a result, there are a large number of poor people unable to afford passage off the station. The station attempts to house them, as well as provide jobs for them; however, they have limited space and jobs. As a result there is part of the station where crime is high, with little comfort, where Security have a hard time keeping the crime levels down. This area is extremely dangerous, and seedy exchanges can occur with little to no notice. Some of the places in the Andromeda One Station will get a bit of a description here; however, some of the much larger places will have their own Extra Information, which will be linked below as it would be far too much information to contain to this single extra information. Despite being in their own extra information, they are linked to Andromeda but may have their own limits in place. As the extra information is approved before it is added to this list, the limits must be observed to be able to roleplay in Andromeda. List of relevant links: Main roleplay thread Character ID OOC List of related Extra Information: Ballybran EPSIFleet Sector 696 [aka. Vestibule of Enlightenment] The Wet Hole (Bar)

Andromeda One Station (NASA Ames/SETI Institute/JPL-Caltech) In a neutral zone on the edge of the Andromeda Galaxy, in the darkness of space, lies a Space Station. This is the Andromeda One Station, in the system of Churchill's Legacy. Within the same solar system as the station is a jump gate that links to the Milky Way Galaxy, and Earth. On the station, Merchants come from all over both Galaxies for a chance to trade with other races. This station is run by humans, but is home to hundreds of alien species that are there for trade. Not only does it serve as a place of commerce, it is also a platform for Diplomatic parties of various species to come and speak to one another in a neutral part of space, as fighting and wars are not allowed to occur. The station is heavily armed to oppose any violent ships intent on war. Here you can create your own race, with their own culture and rules. Have them come to the station to trade or negotiate with others. How could it ever go bad? Skill level: Expert Relevant links: Extra Information (A must read) Character ID Out of Character Rules: EcchiDreams Standard Roleplay Rules, plus: Posts must be at least one paragraph long, with a good amount of detail, and with good grammar and spelling (barring mistakes). Anything less than a paragraph, such as a one line post, will be removed and the member in question requested to not do that again. If you consistently post less than a paragraph, then your posts will be removed and you will be asked to leave the roleplay. No one can make a character that is of one of the Epsian/UFF species without my strict permission. Also, non-Epsian/UFF species will not be allowed to wander onto the property/territory of Epsian/UFF species without permission. If a character attempts to trespass, they will be met with potentially lethal hostility. The exceptions being The Wet Hole, and Jen’starrs Bar and Restaurant, as these serve customers on the Andromeda Station. Anyone is able to create their own species, and have them have their own planet/territory in space as well as an ambassador. However it will require a very detailed extra information before it can be added to the list of related extra information.

The first sounds that assaulted Lexi when she first regained consciousness was not, as she expected, the constant hum of ship engines, but of the shrill shrieks of insects. Groggy at first, she briefly wondered if it was her co-pilot pulling a prank on her. But something felt very wrong. The air was warm, with a hint of moisture. There was also a gentle breeze that ruffled her hair gently and a sound she had not heard in a long time. The gentle rasp of leaves swaying in the wind. A loud gasp escaped her lips as Lexi sat up, her eyes wide and alert as she was no longer in the slumbering state she had once been in. The blonde girl looked around her, every sense alert and her slim frame taunt in readiness. She could hear blood rushing through her veins as her heart beat frantically in her chest, which rose and fell along with her laboured breathing. What was going on? The last thing she had remembered was stumbling into her cabin after a 48-hour shift and collapsing onto her bed without even bothering to unclothe herself. Her co-pilot had called a sicky and Lexi had been forced to be the pilot for just over 48 hours. She had been so exhausted at the end that she barely made it to her tiny cabin. And now she awoke… here. Looking up, past what she vaguely recognised as palm trees, she saw a breathtakingly blue sky. Had the sky always been that startling blue? The strange, eerie silence made her aware of other sounds past the shrieks of insects. Waves. A beach? Lexi turned her head in the direction of the sound, and gingerly stood up, planting her feet firmly on the ground. Had her co-pilot dumped her here as a practical joke? If so, it wasn’t funny! At least she had had the common decency to keep Lexi’s overalls and boots on. The blonde, human girl glanced down at her frame hugging black overall and her knee high boots. Breathing a sigh of relief, Lexi began towards the sound of the ocean. It didn’t take her long, a few minutes at most, before she reached the edge of the golden sanded shore. Squinting at the sunlight that harshly reflected off of the smooth sand, Lexi looked off over the water with a soft gasp. Never had she seen water so clean and blue! It was incredible! Lexi swore she even saw fish swimming around in the water. For several minutes she stood, stunned into silence by the beautiful scene before her. It was almost unreal. Almost like what one would see looking at a holiday advert for a tropical world. Tearing her eyes regretfully away from the sand and sea, she looked back at the palm trees that were lining the sand line. At least, they looked like palm trees. Lexi wasn’t sure if she was on Earth, or another planet. Either way, she needed to hunker down and wait for rescue. Hopefully that stupid co-pilot of hers would turn up soon and take her away. Lexi would never hear the end of it. Unknown to Lexi, her disappearance had only just been noticed, and the alarm sounded. Unknown to the blonde human, her co-pilot had nothing to do with this. And she was on this tropical island, all on her own, with no way of a rescue. Never again will she be able to traverse the expanse of space or fly another ship. Lexi moved slightly inland, keeping close to the shore and the water source it held. While she couldn’t drink it as is, she knew enough survival to get fresh water for herself at least. After a little wondering, she came across a plant with leathery looking leaves. After a few moments consideration, she tore some of the leaves off before bringing them back to a little area she had chosen. It was a tiny clearing with palm trees framing it. The reason there was a small clearing, was that there was sand in the middle, but Lexi didn’t mind that. It was good for a fire, without endangering the trees. She knelt down and fashioned a small contraption that when she put salt water in, would evaporate into clean water, and salt. The water for her to drink, and the salt to season any food. Once done, she began searching around for anything useful nearby. Her search yielded several rocks which she promptly put in a ring for a fire, and a few old and cracked cocoanut shells. Marvelling at her luck, she used one to go down to the shoreline and get some salt water. Luckily her boots were waterproof so she didn’t have to remove them and risk getting a cut which could become infected. Returning to her little camp, she put some water in her contraption and set it nearby her fire. Her next search was a little harder. Finding dry wood near a beach was harder than she had imagined, but finally she managed to get at least a couple of armfuls which might be able to last her the night, providing she was forced to stay here. Lexi hoped that she would be long gone by then. Sitting cross legged by her small ring of stones, she picked up a piece of what looked like stringy bark. Carefully, she tore it into string until it was as fine as hair. Lexi managed to get a few splinters in the process, but overall she was happy with the results. Next, she picked up a larger piece of wood, that was mostly slit down the middle. Tucking the hairy wood into the cut, she hollowed a little hole in the sand before laying the wood on top. Lexi grabbed another stick, planting it firmly in the middle of the hair wood and twisting it hard and fast. It was not as easy as she had hoped. There were a few times where she got close, but not quite to light that wood. Sweat beaded on her forehead and she muttered curses underneath her breath. Her arms burnt with the effort of twisting this piece of wood. Lexi almost didn’t see the sun beginning to descend in the sky. Finally, she blew one last time and saw a flicker of a flame. Delighted, she gently blew on it to encourage it to life. Finally, the flame was cackling gleefully under her tender ministrations, and was gently moved to the ring of stones. Slowly, Lexi added pieces of wood until she had a respectable fire going. Lexi had no sooner sat back to admire her handiwork than her stomach growled in protest at being neglected for so long. “Oh… wonderful… where the hell am I meant to get food from?” Lexi grumbled. The blonde looked up at the sun, before looking over the ocean with a sigh. Then, she sighed again and went in search for food. Thinking that her best bet would be to find some kind of water pool, she searched along the beach. Finally, she found one where the tide had just retreated from the pool. Peering inside, she grinned as she saw several fish looking creatures and something she swore was a crab of sorts. Kneeling on a rock beside the pool, she rolled up her sleeves, her sharp eyes fixed on the creatures in the pool. When a crab was close enough, she dipped her hand in and neatly picking it up off the pool bottom. She laid it upside down next to her, glancing around for a rock to kill it with. Finding one, she picking it up and smashed the crab several times until it stopped moving. Shuddering at the wasted life, Lexi turned her eyes back to the pool. One of the fish was yellow in colour, swimming around rather lazily. A few of them were rather large, almost as long as her arm. Deciding it best to try for the smaller ones, she made several attempts at catching them. They were surprisingly slippery, and she was forced to dig her nails into their scaled flesh. It made her shudder every time. By the time she had finished, she had four fish and the crab. Using a leathery leaf she had brought with her, she wrapped her dinner up and took it back to her camp. Along the way, she searched for wood for her fire, managing a few as she did so. When she returned to her camp, her fire had died down somewhat and was threatening to extinguish itself. Not wanting to go through the pain of getting another flame going, she gently coaxed it back to life before looking down at her catch. Sighing softly, she picked up one of the fish. She had nothing to skin it with, so she would be forced to cook it with it on. Unfortunately, it needed gutting. Looking at the rocks around her, she picked up the sharpest she had in an attempt to gut the fish she had. It was a messy job, and far from perfect, but finally she had taken the guts out and it was ready for cooking. Picking up a stick, she impaled the fish on it, before sticking it in the sand, hovering near the fire. Using some of the water in her cocoanut shells, she cleaned her hands, before settling down to get comfortable. The sky was beginning to darken, the sun a fiery glow on the horizon. Almost transfixed, Lexi watched the sun as it sank lower and lower into the waves, disappearing from her view. The orange glow the sun made in the sky gave way to brilliant blues and purples as the stars began winking into existence. Soon, all the light she had left was that of her fire. Lexi stared longingly at where the sun had descended, wishing that it would appear once more to light this strange and alien land. Never before had she felt this lonely and isolated. As much as she loved her own company, she did like the thought of being able to go to other people when she wanted. But here… she was all alone. Biting her lip, she turned her head towards the fire and her cooking fish. She turned her meal around to make sure that it was heated properly, before, almost absently, she glanced up at the sky. Her eyes did a double take and her mouth dropped at the stunning display that stretched from one horizon to another. Never before had she seen stars so stunning! The sky was a carpet of twinkling stars that seem to call to her. Lexi’s hands twitching, wishing that she was flying among the giant balls of fiery gas from one end of the Galaxy to the next. Never before had the urge taken her so strongly before… A popping snap startled her, and she glanced around wildly for a sign of danger. It took her a few moments to realise that it was her fire crackling. Giving a sigh of relief, she leaned forward to check her fish. Deciding that it was cooked enough, she picked up the stick and tore into the flesh. Her blue eyes widened and she made a moan deep in her throat. She usually hated fish, but this was amazing! And the skin was the best part! Savagely, she ate the fish, just leaving the head alone. She pulled the remains off and threw them down the beach away from her camp so she wasn’t visited by unwanted scavengers. Still feeling hungry, she gutted and impaled another fish, as well as putting the crab next to the fire to cook. It felt like forever before they were cooked, and she hungrily stuffed herself with the tasty morsels of food. The crab had a strange, sweet taste about it, but the flesh was tougher than she had thought. Nevertheless it was as delicious as the fish. When she had finished her meal, she took the remaining fish and hid it away at the root of a tree, behind leaves and shrubs. Hopefully no animals would find it. That done, she fed the fire more wood before curling up beside it. She shifted a few times, making a hollow out of the sand to get herself more comfortable. Well, today had not really gone as planned. She was still here, after all. No rescue ship here to take her away. She was to spend a lonely night on this beach. It was disturbingly quiet and devoid of the comforting sounds of technology. Just the waves, the insects and the rustling of leaves. The change disturbed her and made her feel even more uncomfortable than the silence of space. A chill crept over her. What if no one was coming back for her? What if she was left here… alone… forever? Lexi shuddered and screwed her eyes shut, trying to force those thoughts from her mind. Of course she wasn’t going to be here forever. A few days at most. She hoped. Lexi sighed mournfully and tried to settle down for the long wait until dawn. The next morning, Lexi awoke with a start, almost forgetting where she was for a few moments. She brushed sand off of her overall suit. She slowly looked around, her ears sharp and listening at every sound. All she could hear was the singing of insects and the rasping of the ocean waves. She groaned softly, before letting out a sigh. She was going to go mad with loneliness by the time they rescued her. Sighing, she revived her dying fire and uncovered the remaining fish and cooked them up. When they were done, she hungrily ate them before licking her fingers clean. She checked the condensation contraption for clean water and managed to get several mouthfuls. But it wasn’t enough. She needed to find a bountiful source of fresh water otherwise she was going to dehydrate easily in this heat. Sighing, she put some more wood on her fire and returned to the treeline of the beach. It was the easiest path and she was shielded from the sun by the leaves of the palm tree-looking vegetation. Lexi paused for a moment, staring at the waves that lapped lazily against the shore. It was her hope that she would be able to find some form of civilisation. She appeared to be on Earth, but there was something about it that just didn’t feel right. With a long sigh, Lexi began walking down the shore, trying to keep a mental map of where she was treading. If she was unable to find what she was looking for, then she at least wanted to find her way back to the camp she had made. Lexi peered into the forest that passed on beside her. The foliage appeared to be Earth-like. There were some trees that she didn’t recognise, that looked strange and alien to her. With a sigh she looked out across the water, trying to see if she could spot another land-mass. But as far as she could tell, there wasn’t any. Lexi turned to look at the path she was taking, continuing to move along, praying that she was able to find something. After walking a good distance along the beach, Lexi stopped suddenly, as a new sound came to her. The tumbling rush of water. Her eyes swept the sky, noticing that the star was high in the sky. She had been walking for a few hours. Her throat was burning with thirst and her stomach growled at her. Turning her attention back towards the new sounds, Lexi allowed her ears to guide her to the source. It was a river, that seems to burst from the thick jungle, tumbling over rocks before emptying itself into the ocean. The blonde woman moved inland slightly, following the course of the river until it was no longer turbulent. She looked at the water. It looks so crisp and clear, but her caution informed her that while it looked safe to drink, it might not be. However, she could see fish swimming around, fighting against the current of the fast moving river. Glancing around to make sure that she was safe, she felt down by the riverbank, reaching down into the water. It was surprisingly easy, as the current was forcing the fish back slightly, even as they fought vainly against it. So it was easy to simply pluck them out and flip them onto the ground before her where they flopped around. She had managed to pull at least five fish from the river, all at least as long as her arm. She should remember this spot; it was an easy food source. Using a stone, she easily and quickly killed the fish before using a vine that she spotted hanging from a tree, to tie them up. Then, returning to the beach, she headed back to her camp. When she arrived, her fire was almost dead. Wearily, she coaxed it back into life before she checked her water. It was only enough for a few mouthfuls. Wincing, she gulped it down before she putting more water into it to evaporate. She needed to return to that river and gather fresh water there so that she could boil it to make it safe to drink. Using the seawater was not a good alternative. With a sigh, Lexi pulled one of the large fish towards her, using her sharp rock to cut it open so that she could gut it. Throwing the waste aside, Lexi put it on a flat rock beside her fire to cook. While it was cooking, she wrapped the rest of the fish in leaves, before hiding them. While waiting for her fish to cook, she explored the forest around her, seeing if she could find something edible. She encountered a vine that grew around a tree, with large red fruit. Reaching up, she tugged it from the vine easily. It must be ripe. She squeezed it experimentally. It felt soft but she wasn’t sure if she should eat it. She turned back towards her camp, taking the fruit with her. Surely if it had any toxins, or poisons, they could be countered by cooking them. But then again, perhaps not. Lexi sat herself down and turned the fish over so that it would cook evenly. She stared out at the ocean, lost in thought. When were her crew going to come back for her? She had been here for at least a day. Surely that was long enough for a prank. She tried not to think about the fact that it might be possible that she had been abandoned here on this lonely island. Why would they even do such a thing? She had never done anyone any wrong. Granted, her co-pilot was often envious of Lexi, and harboured a deep dislike of her mainly due to her heritage. However there was no way that the envious bitch could have left Lexi down on this planet without anyone noticing. They would have stopped her, or at the very least forced her to turn around and return. Absently, she lifted the fruit to her lips and took a bite. She inhaled sharply, before giving a soft groan at the taste of the sweet flesh that seemed to melt on her tongue. It was juicy, too, the succulent liquid dribbling down her chin. Greedily, she pushed it back into her mouth with her fingers, before she began to tear at the flesh, hungrily eating it. She didn’t care of it was toxic, or poisonous. It was delicious and thirst quenching. When she had finished, she was left with a large, wrinkled seed. She knew she couldn’t eat that, so she tossed it back into the jungle before licking up every trace of the sweet liquid. She should find more of them; they were the best fruit she had ever had. When she had finished it, she let her hands drop down into her lap with a sigh, her deep blue eyes clouded with worry. She really hoped that they would come back for her soon. She could only survive here for so long. She wasn’t even sure if there were any predators, or hostile people. Shuddering, she looked about, her every sense straining to try and detect anything out of the ordinary. There wasn’t. Just the simple crash of the sea against the shore, and the rasp of the wind through the leaves and the crackling of her fire. She turned back to her fire, seeing that the fish she had put beside it appeared cooked. Pleased, she pulled it towards her, tearing the flesh from the bones and eating it hungrily. When she had finished, she carefully went down to the sea and cleaned her hands. Looking up, she saw that the star was very high in the sky now, and the air had turned very hot and humid. It was sapping at her energy, and now that she had had something to eat and drink, she felt very drowsy. With a yawn, she returned to her camp, putting more wood on the fire before she curled up next to it. Within moments, she was deeply asleep. Hours later, she was awoken suddenly as she felt a light pressure against her arm. Snapping her eyes open, her body tensing as she reacted to a possible danger. However, all she saw on her arm, was a small, golden creature. It sat upon her arm that was stretched on the sand before her face. The creature tilted its head at her, its faceted eyes glowing with purple and red colours. Lexi was acutely aware of a strong sense of curiosity, as well as an intense hunger that caused her stomach to twist. However she was too engrossed in the tiny creature to notice. It looked like a dragon; a very tiny one. It looked no larger than the palm of her hand. It had two fragile looking wings that were half-furled, as if wary of her. Its head was triangular in shape, its eyes appearing as it made up of hundreds of small facets that shifted and moved, the colours rippling across it. It had an eye ridge that swept over the eyes to curve into two small knobs, like miniature horns yet not quite grown. Going down it's coily curved back were ridges, that started at the top of its head before disappearing towards the end of its tail into a fork. It had four legs, in addition to its wings. The back legs looked longer than the front, as if they were primarily used to launch the creature into the sky whereas the front ones were designed for holding things. It's skin looked like some kind of hide; soft to the touch. It was gold in colour, seemingly shimmering in the afternoon sun. It tilted its head again at her, letting out a soft chirp, as if greeting her. Giving a small smile, Lexi responded, “Hello.” The creature let out a trill, its eyes whirling faster. It tilted his head again, before stretching its neck out towards her, its nose almost touching her own. Lexi laughed softly, causing the creature to pull back, chittering at her as if scolding her for making noise. Again, she was suddenly overwhelmed with an intense hunger, although she had eaten not long ago. It felt like she had not eaten in days. Despite her sleep addled confusion, she wondered if it was the creature that was sat upon her arm. “Are you hungry?” She asked it. The creature hummed and the hunger became sharper. Slowly, Lexi pushed herself to her feet, trying not to disturb the little creature, who watched her carefully from where it had jumped off her arm, near the fire. Her movements slow, Lexi pulled a fish from her precious food store and used her sharp stone to gut it. As the entrails of the fish came out, the little golden dragon suddenly hissed, jumping forward towards her. To Lexi’s surprise, it began to tear at the entrails ravenously, almost mumbling in its haste to tear it apart and eat it. “My, you are hungry, aren’t you?” Lexi said with a smile. While it might not be a good idea to use her food up feeding a wild animal, she knew where these fish were and could get more. At the moment, the company was more valuable than the food. While the creature was distracted with the guts, Lexi was able to tear off pieces of the fish that were more manageable for a creature this size to eat. It was eating so quickly that Lexi doubted it was even pausing to chew its food. By the time she had torn half of the fish apart, the little golden creature had finished the guts and now turned its red eyes towards the pile of fish meat that Lexi collected. With a laugh, Lexi piece up a piece of the fish and offered it to the tiny creature. With a greedy hiss, it leapt towards her, easily swallowing what she had given him. She was correct in tearing it into smaller pieces. Lexi began feeding the creature piece by piece, eventually cradling the little dragon in the palm of her hand as she hand fed. Eventually, after the edge of its hunger had been sated, it let out soft chirps and even chewed its food. Finally, with its belly bulging, it let out a little burp before it curled up asleep in her hand. With a strange smile, she gently stroked along its back, getting a soft croon in response. Its skin was warm and soft to the touch. Lexi looked up towards the sun, noticing that it was approaching evening. Gently putting the little creature in her lap, she gutted another fish and put it on the fire to cook. She then returned her attention to the fish she had been cutting up, intending on finishing the job so that her little friend could have something to eat later. When that was done and she had wrapped the meat up in a leaf, the fish that Lexi had put on the fire to cook was done. She ate it, too tired to go back into the jungle for more of the fruit. So far, she didn’t feel like she had been poisoned, but she would rather wait until morning to determine that. When she had eaten her fish, she watched the sun set on the horizon, disappearing from view. The little creature roused suddenly, creeling with hunger. Tenderly, Lexi fed the creature with the fish she had cut up earlier until the point where it passed out again. With a sigh, Lexi curled up in front of her fire, closing her eyes. She felt the little dragon nuzzle against her before she fell deeply asleep. The next morning, she was awoken by the small dragon, who was creeling with hunger. With a sigh, Lexi put one of her last remaining fish beside the fire before cutting up the last fish for the little dragon. Once it had eaten its fill, it sat upon her shoulder, chirping sweetly into her ear as she moved into the jungle, searching for more of the redfruit. Once she had found the vine, she gathered several the fruit before going back to her fire and the fish. By the time the fish had finished cooking, the little dragon had wrapped its tail around her throat and had curled up against her neck fast asleep. Lexi ate her fill of the fish, before chewing on one of the redfruits. The little dragon had caused her food to dwindle so unless she wanted to starve, she had to return to the river. Rising carefully and taking several redfruits with her, she left her camp and headed towards the river. She retraced her steps along the beach, her shoes sinking slightly in the fine, warm sand.