《Scraprats》Is there anybody there? Said the traveller.
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Relly was restless, they were out of communication, and had been for quite some time. Relly had tried sending in a bot after modifying it with a highly focused microphone rig, but there had been no response, and the ship couldn’t mobilise without orders, meaning even though her Captain could be in danger she was stuck here like a damn paperweight. It was absolutely infuriating, maddening, and annoying, in fact, there wasn’t even a word in her archives fitting for the level of aggravation she was currently experiencing. Any she could think of just started to feel completely insufficient.
If she had some sort of a body this wait would have left her pacing a hole in the floor, but they didn’t, all she had, all she was, was a ship. She pinged every five seconds as if by some miracle she would magically be granted reception by some higher power. It was so infuriating to be so helpless, time was she could have cratered a small planetoid, and wiped out all weapons systems they had placed. Now she was completely grounded, and her arsenal was limited to glorified pea shooters. It was enough to make her want to scream, but blowing a couple of speakers was hardly likely to help here, she needed productive solutions, and to leave the pointless and irrational emotional outbursts to her crew (who were in all fairness much better than her at both emotion and irrationality. It baffled her how they managed to keep her guessing so much, she was capable of calculating countless possible outcomes, but every hare-brained scheme they cooked up was so mind-mindbogglingly ridiculous as to leave her gobsmacked.
To make matters even more aggravating when she pointed the drone’s rigged microphone at the door she got nothing, in fact, WORSE than nothing, she got absence, this was really, really, terrible news. Nothing just meant the mic wasn’t capable of picking up. But that thing could probably hear a mouse farting in the cargo holds, if you soundproofed the holds, and the mouse was the silent but deadly type. This was a complete absence of any data, that meant something capable of deliberately blocking her. They weren’t just in a dead zone, they were being kept in the dark.
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She tried opening the doors with the drone, but before she even got through the first doorway it went blank, like a puppet with its strings cut. If her crew weren’t in there right now she’d be tempted to blast the entire place to smithereens, anything capable of blocking a Flotilla Dreadnought with special access codes was not a good thing. It either outranked her in physical rank, which at this time was most likely impossible, or was just that much more powerful than her, in which case they were completely screwed.
Well for now she needed a way to help them should they wake anything up while they were down there, dormant security systems on the scale to block her were definitely not something she wished to fight, she really needed a hell of a plan.
Then she noticed a signal beacon she had practically ignored until now, and a plan started to form. This was a terrible, stinking, AWFUL idea, she knew once she got her crew back they were going to LOVE it.
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Nara tapped away at the terminal, trying every trick she could think of to get the system to let go of Eileen, but at the minute it was like trying to rip off a tick. Could you do it? Sure, but you’d only get the surface-level stuff, leaving the real problem still burrowed into her. At best it would leave her glitchy and miserable, at worst rig her to self-destruct.
Nara felt panic and despair bubbling up at the thought, as Jenel held onto her, trying to help her stay calm enough to help. At this, all they could do was wait and see, and make sure she didn’t get hurt.
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Bleyk meanwhile was completely unsure what to do, they didn’t even know how to help. The level of technology that went into this setup was primitive and completely alien to them. Even if their nanites could fuse with it and start to get through to her, there was always the risk of a brute force security system basically destroying the base as a contingency, what Bleyk could do, was stang guard, they took up position in the doorway, weapon readied, and even drew their lethal backup just in case. Hopefully, that would be enough to allow the herd to feel secure enough to focus on what they needed to, it wasn’t much for passage off a world, and trust without asking too many questions. But it was the best they could offer right now.
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Something that was slightly easier to do before something started slamming into the sealed door like a battering ram.
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I tried my best to parse the data I could before my systems completely locked me out. Flitting through the scraps that I could reach (hey I was good at that, I had plenty of practice after all.) It wasn’t much to get in exchange for a computer rummaging through my brain like a sale rack, but sometimes you’ve gotta take what you can get. There wasn’t a lot to go on mind you, a few names that were deader than disco, some projects I knew The Cartel or The Sisters already had their grubby little mitts all over, some long since dead and salvaged ships, but, OOOOOH now that was shiny, a list of chart locations, I wasn’t sure how many were still useable, or even if I could wake up after all this. But if I could then this lot may just come in handy. If my theories were right about this, and this rig allowed me to memorise those locations, then it was time to give Sister Superior the shock of her life. I was pretty sure they weren’t equipped for somebody performing Necromancy on the skeletons in their closet.
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Second Life's Game: Hell
(LitRPG/Fantasy) *** Disclaimer: I changed the title of this fiction because I realised that religious people may be offended by it. This fiction is purely intended to entertain and is not based upon any religion. *** What comes after death? The Afterlife. A world split into three layers. Heaven, Nexus and Hell. The Afterlife is harsh, cruel, and sometimes downright unfair, with everything based upon luck. A world with a game system, which enables the residents to level up, and gain special attributes. A tower lies in the middle of it all, named the Core, which provides passage to God, who will bestow on you your greatest desires. Unfortunately, to get to God, one must conquer 27 stages and battle against others wishing to meet him too. Ikite, a young teenager, gets killed by a gang of criminals and reawakens in Hell with a different body and life. As his two new personalities meld into one, he becomes an 'Awakener', someone who has their previous life's personality sharing their mind. However, he realises he has no combat perks, a bad class and a peasant's life in Hell, the lowest layer. At first, he decides on a hardworking, yet peaceful life with his mother, but bad luck wouldn' leave him alone. Forced to journey where he doesn't want to journey, will he overcome his obstacles, change his perspectives, and climb the tower? Or will he sink into the lifeless state, just like many of those around him... Kick back and relax with this book as it's your traditional LitRPG, with a twist or two here and there. New chapter at least every two days (unless previously stated).
8 140Project Daily Grind (Mirror World Book #1) by Alexey Osadchuk
Opening chapters were published at the request of the author Alexey Osadchuk.This is a new book in the LitRPG genre.The ads enthused, ""The virtual lands of Mirror World await you! Live out your most secret dreams in our world of Sword and Sorcery! Become a Great Wizard or a Famous Warrior! Build your own castle, tame a dragon, conquer a kingdom! All those desperate, lonely and insecure - Mirror World offers you a chance!"But Oleg isn't meant to become a great wizard or a famous warrior. He'll never have a castle of his own. Neither will he ever tame a dragon. And he's definitely not the type to conquer a kingdom, however virtual it may be.Oleg is doomed to toil away in the recesses of Mirror World's mines. His goal is to raise enough money for a heart transplant for his dying six-year-old daughter. The clock is ticking. Will he make it?
8 146Pandora's Box Online
The first and new VRMMORPG made by a company called Dragon Lore Inc. They decide to make a beta test and release 10,000 capsule around the world that can be bought at a random gaming shop for 5,000$Paul(21 years old) is a NEET (Not in Education,Employment and Training) is one of the 10,000 buyers of the capsule for beta testing of the first VRMMORPG.(My reference of this fiction is the game called Weapons of war. I took some names and concept on it :3)(Source Link of the Cover: http://kevincu.deviantart.com/art/Pandora-s-Box-80535550) (From the future me, Oh man... This is bad... Really bad... I don't even know why I made this one. If you can bear with many of errors I made in this one then go ahead and read it.)
8 120Solangelo oneshots
One day I was doing the dishes and singing (badly) Soldatino by Paola Bennet when an idea came into my head based on some other stories I had read combined with the song. I decided to start writing Solangelo one shots.That's thisI do not own any of the characters in this book except the ones I make up. The rest are owned by Rick Riordan and Disney. I got the cover from google so sorry if I stole someones fan art google is my best friend for those things
8 458Save What Has Been Lost
When the Time Twins use the Iron Doom to change the outcome of a battle 40 years ago, Lloyd tags along in an attempt to stop them. As a result, Lloyd is lost in the time vortex, and finds himself in the body of his 9-year-old self, freshly kicked out of Darkley's Boarding School, with all his memories and experience from the future. Unable to return to his time, Lloyd instead becomes determined to change the future for the better.Updates Tuesday & Friday.
8 204Non-BL Reading List (BG novels, Non-Romance)
My reading list for novels with female leads, male leads, non-romance~~~
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