posted 05-04-2002 10:30 AM
He awoke to a yearning, a deep and powerful need. He twitched slightly, driven by a knowledge that he lacked something. Seductive and alluring, powerfully radient, the sensation tantalized him, until he knew without understanding, that he had been summoned. Lashing out in sudden anger, he pushed and struggled against the resistent barrier of his world. Surprisingly, the barrier came away easily, sliding open, he found himself falling forward, but was restrained by wired and circuits that connected him to his world. Covered in the muck of his barrier he let out a soft growl of pleasure. That glorious heat was there, radiating against his face, warming his eyes and carressing his nostrils, the warmth kissed his shoulders and stroked his neck. He blinked slightly and looked up a form took shape in the near distance, just beyond his barrier, and the raven furred cano felt an awakening of new emotions, awe and fear.
The shape surged higher, closer, until he could see a masculine shape illuminated in the warm blue glow of his barrier.
(Shape): Welcome my dear soldier, it pleases me to see you out of that tube.... to finally be able to learn the ways of your terribly lethal might.
The cano looked up at him, full of awe and wonder. The sort of wedge shaped head drifted closer to him, lids drooping lazily over the hot embers of twin eyes. Yet he sensed there was nothing sleepy, nothing but keen alertness, in the deceptivly casual inspection.. When his cruel jaws parted agauin, when more words came into being, the cano tensed, as if the mighty being's speech was the most importent bit of information in the universe.
(Shape): remember the rule of the Zentradi Kohji...and you will survive this war, and gain glory and power for your race. Remember, mercy is weakness....and weakness... IS DEATH!
He shivered in the thrill of learning. It was a teaching he knew he would never forget.
The figure deressed a button on the side of his barrier, and the circuits and wires released the mighty cano.
(Shape): You shall show naught but loyalty to us... The Zentradi, your race. And when we fight, you shall find your strongest enemy and destroy him.
A smile of evil pleasure spread across his muzzle and he stood in front of his superior.
(Kohji) I, Kohji Ozaki, pledge my loyalty to the Zentradi... And I will slay our enemies with great ruthlessness.
(Shape): Exellent...
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Aurican smiled slightly, his prussian blue eyes scanning the Macross Acadamie's training facility. He was quite exited, for he would again be flying in a veritech. He looked to the side and saw a blue doberman pinscher smiling at him. He pulled one of Auri's ears slightly and gave him a soft playful smile. The collie/doberman mix growled a bit and frowned at his friend. The doberman laughed.
(Darien): Aww, our baby is all grown up and flying Veritechs!
(Aurican): Quit!!
Hunter, Auri's brother, smiled and laughed, brushing a ruff of black fur back on his head. His russet furred brother roughly pulled away from the doberman.
(Hunter): Dar, lay off the kid. Jeez.
Darien smirked a bit
(Darien): Youngest fighter in a our group, I have the right to tease him a bit.
Hunter frowned and shoot his head.
(Hunter): Dar you are such a retard...
The group made their way to a group of three planes in the hanger. The Deathfyre squadren was well known and respected. He smiled, letting his chest swell with a bit of pride at the thought of flying his father's veritech, the same vehicle that helped defeat the Zentradi years before. He looked at the trainees about the hanger and wondered, who is the cano joining the Deathfyre squadron...?
An instructor came over to the group, the burly pit bull studied them critically. He frowned.
(Mr.Draken): Sure don't look like much, man they're letting anyone fly veritechs this year.
Hunter frowns, but holds his toughe, the instructor was to teach them how to handle the old fasioned veritechs, and they were still waiting for the rest of their team to arrive.
(OOC:Lol, I love Macross, I know Shadow alredy started one. But I just had to try it. Sorry.)
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Wer den Schaden hat, braucht für den Spott nicht zu sorgen.
[This message has been edited by DPO: Jagz Edge (edited 05-04-2002).]