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Re: Grymn Fluff - Rebirth Part 9
« Reply #25 on: April 30, 2012, 12:04:08 PM »
I write when I have the opportunity and when the muse is with me... it isn't something you can rush.

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Re: Grymn Fluff - Rebirth Part 9
« Reply #26 on: April 30, 2012, 01:10:00 PM »
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Re: Grymn Fluff - Rebirth Part 10
« Reply #27 on: April 30, 2012, 03:11:38 PM »
There were around 30 challengers wearing various shades of war-paint. In amongst them all was Sally and he was as purple as ever and had no war-paint. He also rose a good few inches above all of the other champions. Thorred looked at him and noticed that he was perfectly calm whereas the other competitors were bellowing and bashing their chests. The announcer began to read out names to pair each of the champions together and when it came to Sally, there was a hush around the stadium.
“Eleventh contest: Salruchusandrabacty will match Thrubastrectorum” bellowed the announcer and Thorred noticed one of the alphoids look towards sally and smile. Sally looked at him and remained completely impassive.

Once everyone was paired up, they were led away and the first pair was left in the arena to wrestle. Apart from war-paint, they were completely naked and as they faced off Thorred could see that they were pretty evenly matched.
“Let the challenges begin!” shouted the announcer and immediately the two combatants roared and charged into each other.
Thorred was shocked at the ferocity of the combat. He was expecting a wrestling match but this was more akin to wild beasts fighting. The two combatants were biting, punching, kicking and grappling with each other and when one of them sunk his teeth into the others face, Thorred immediately understood why the males went in to swell before the challenges. The battle raged for twenty minutes before the combatants began to slow and when they did so, they separated and faced each other as they circled, leaving broken trails of blood behind them. They were breathing heavily as they glowered at each other and a moment later they clashed again but this time, the alphoid that had bright yellow war-paint gained the upper hand and forced his opponent on to the ground, face first while he wrenched his arm up behind him. The pinned alphoid roared with pain and beat the floor with his free arm; signalling the end of the bout and the yellow painted alphoid stood up and roared at the sky to the rapturous applause of the gathered crowd. The announcer walked over to the victor and raised his arm in the air.
“The winner!” bellowed the announcer and the crowd erupted again.
“Next challengers!” continued the announcer as the tired combatants were led from the arena and the sand was quickly swept before more arrived.
Drackus looked over to where Herva was sitting with her father and noticed that she seemed to be bored. He knew what she was waiting for and that she would have to wait for the eleventh bout to see it. He turned to Chook to tell him what he’d seen but saw that he was completely engrossed in the challenges. He had a fierce grin on his face and was fidgeting on his seat with every blow that landed in the arena. Drackus smiled inwardly and he looked towards Thorred who immediately returned the glance with a face that said ‘ouch’.
“It’s brutal, isn’t it?” said Thorred.
“I must admit that it is a bit more full-on than I was expecting” replied Drackus.
“I’m amazed that they stop so abruptly when they win” said Thorred “as soon as the signal is given, they switch off all that aggression and cheer.”
“I know what you mean” replied Drackus “but I guess they need to save their energy for the next bout.”
“I guess so” said Thorred “how many more before Sally has a go?”
“Just three now” replied Drackus.
“I hope he isn’t beaten up too much” said Thorred.
“I wouldn’t worry about Sally” replied Drackus “he knows what he is doing… he’s been here before, remember.”
“I guess he has” said thorred “but times change and he may not be as fit as he once was.”
“Ha! Sally gets stronger every day… he doesn’t rest on his laurels, I can assure you of that” replied Drackus “but we’ll find out soon enough.”
The next two fights were as brutal and prolonged as the rest but the final one before Sally’s was a quick one; the victor being disqualified for ripping his opponent’s hand off.
“Next challengers!” bellowed the announcer as the arena was swept flat again.
Sally strode into the arena with his opponent by his side. He walked upright and proudly as he made his way to the starting position. His opponent, Thrub faced off against him and growled with barely suppressed rage. Sally looked at him impassively and waited for the match to proceed.
“Let the challenges begin!” shouted the announcer and Thrub immediately launched himself at Sally who stood there, motionless.
At the last possible moment, Sally stepped deftly to one side and roared fiercely as he brought both clenched fists down, heavily on Thrub’s back; forcing him to the floor. When Sally stood up, Thrub was motionless and out cold. Sally stood up and looked around the arena with a complete lack of emotion. The crowd was silent. The announcer walked up and raised Sall’s arm.
“The winner!” he shouted and it was as if he had flicked a switch to break the tension because the crowd went wild. Drackus had been keeping an eye on Herva as the fight had been going on and she was completely enthralled by it. He was starting to worry that things could get complicated no matter which way the fighting went but he kept it under his hat.
“Next challengers” boomed the announcer and the same alphoids ran onto the arena and swept it flat.
As the battles continued into the evening, Sally’s next bout ended in a similar manner to his first. His third bout was a little more involved but after a few throws and some well aimed kicks, Sally managed to get his opponent in a head-lock that rendered them unconscious. He seemed unbeatable and was using his obvious height advantage to good effect. Pretty soon it came down to the last fight and Sally was facing off against a brutal opponent whose white war-paint was streaked with the blood of his challengers.
“You are the coward who wouldn’t accept his duty” said the alphoid facing Sally “I will win easily against you.”
Sally looked at him impassively and didn’t reply.
“Let the challenges begin” boomed the announcer but unlike in the other bouts, the two combatants stood and watched each other warily.
Herva was perched on the front of her seat as she watched Sally and his opponent circling.
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Re: Grymn Fluff - Rebirth Part 10
« Reply #28 on: April 30, 2012, 06:35:40 PM »
She's not the only one.

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Re: Grymn Fluff - Rebirth Part 11
« Reply #29 on: May 02, 2012, 04:58:49 PM »
Sally stared at his opponent and his blood speckled war-paint as the pair of them circled each other; weighing up strengths and weaknesses.
“You don’t know me, do you?” said Sally’s opponent “you should do, brother.”
Sally continued to watch as they moved around. He was relaxed and could feel his heart rate pulsing at a nice, steady rate.
“You behave as I would expect” continued Sally’s opponent “never able to take responsibility for yourself, let alone your family.”
Sally saw the twitch and reacted instantly; throwing himself flat and rolling to one side as his opponent launched himself towards him. Sally found his feet quickly as his opponent held back and continued to circle.
“Our matriarch is dead and father is losing his harem to old age” said Sally’s opponent bitterly “it is your duty to take his place.”
Sally didn’t say a word but continued to watch his opponent.
“I will make you see your mistake. You will learn that abandoning your kin is wrong” said Sally’s opponent and he lunged again; this time curving to his left and catching Sally with a good blow to the brow. Sally responded by falling backwards onto the ground and using his feet to throw his opponent a full twenty feet over his head. Sally flipped to his feet to see his opponent land adeptly and turn on the spot for a second charge. He barrelled towards Sally on all fours and with a final lope, used his right arm to propel him feet first into Sally’s chest. Sally felt the force on his torso and was thrown backwards; landing heavily. He was about to get to his feet when his opponent was upon him; slamming his fists down onto his shoulders and neck. Sally rolled and unbalanced his opponent. He gripped his bicep firmly and forced his thumb through the flesh and down to the bone. The white-painted alphoid bellowed with pain and rage as Sally continued to roll him over; hammering his elbow into his opponent’s ribs and cracking them in the process. Sally sprung away from his wounded opponent who was bleeding heavily from his arm and clutching his broken ribs with his arm.
“Is that all you have, brother?” he chided “a prime of your size should have taken me down by now.”
Sally walked forwards.
Herva could barely contain herself.
Thorred and Drackus watched and wondered what Sally would do.
Chook was screaming for blood.
Sally approached his opponent, deflected an attempt at a punch and roared loudly as he sunk his teeth into his opponents face whilst gripping his throat.
Drackus and Thorred were stunned by the barbarity of Sally’s actions and watched as the painted alphoid flailed wildly as Sally pinned him to the floor; blood pouring from the fang marks in his face.
“The challenge is over!” bellowed the announcer as he approached Sally. Sally turned to face him and the announcer stopped in his tracks. His eyes were blank and his face was coated in his opponent’s blood. He turned his gaze on the prone alphoid and plunged his fangs into his throat; twisting as he did so. Moments later, a head rolled away from a motionless torso and Sally stood up and bellowed with rage, bathed in his opponent’s blood.

The arena was silent.

Herva looked horrified.

Thorred was stunned.

Chook was almost hysterical.

Drackus thought “clever fether.”

“NOW THE CHALLENGE IS OVER!” roared Sally as he wiped the blood away from his mouth with a forearm.

“ENOUGH!” shouted the war-lord “how dare you defile this place with such barbarous acts?”

The crowd remained silent as the war-lord faced his daughter and said “I am sorry daughter, it is time for you to choose” he turned back to the arena and said “announcer!”
“Return the challengers!” boomed the announcer.
Sally remained where he was and breathed heavily as the decapitated corpse was removed from the arena and the sand was swept flat.

All of the challengers were lined up and each of them stepped forward as they were announced.

Sally roared again and punched the air when it was his turn to be announced and stepped back in line.

“The challenger is chosen!” boomed the announcer “Skrahlinggraal, stand forward.”
Skrahlinggraal did as he was told.
“Do you accept the prize?” asked the announcer.
“Yes, I accept the prize” replied Skrahlinggraal.
“Magnificent Warlord, do you accept the terms of betrothal of the challenger and maid?” asked the announcer.
“I accept the betrothal as legal and binding and wish their life together fruitful purpose and longevity” replied Jalberda solemnly.
“Challenger, you may take your prize!” boomed the announcer as the crowd erupted and Skrahlinggraal dashed over to Herva, threw her over his shoulder and left the arena followed by a pair of females throwing petals around.
Jalberda glared at Sally as he turned away and left the stadium. The challengers started to leave the arena but Sally was stopped by two guards and was escorted towards the gate.
“Now it may start to get interesting” said Drackus to Thorred “we need to make sure we don’t upset anyone any further or we’ll have to call The Obituary down here.”
“What just happened, captain?” asked Thorred.
“Sally murdered his brother” said Drackus bluntly.
“But… that isn’t Sally!” replied Thorred “he wouldn’t do that…”
“There is a lot you don’t know about Sally” replied Drackus “and could you think of another way of him escaping a wedding?”
“That was an entertaining day” said Chook out of the blue “an excellent martial display! Sally was magnificent!”
“Did we see the same contest?” asked Thorred “Sally was terrifying.”
“Yes” replied Chook and he grinned ferociously “he makes a fine ally, doesn’t he?”
“I would not want him as my enemy” replied Thorred who still looked stunned by the events in the arena. Chook slapped him on the back and said “that’s the spirit!”
“We need to get to Sally’s cell as quickly as we can” said Drackus “the sooner we leave, the less chance we have of getting caught up in any retribution.”
“I agree” said Thorred “let’s go.”
They quickly left the seated area and made their way to the provost area where the cells were. When they arrived, Sally was locked up but was dressing after a shower.
“Well done Sally” said Drackus as he approached “are they going to let you out?”
“I will be escorted to The Obituary as soon as I am ready” replied Sally “you are all to accompany me.”
“Excellent” replied Drackus.
“I am banished” said Sally.
“Is that bad for you?” asked Drackus.
“Not for now” replied Sally flatly. He had a soulful look in his eyes as if he was shouldering a huge burden.
“Was that your brother?” asked Thorred.
“I have no brother” replied Sally “and you will never speak of the events here.”
“Okay… “ replied Thorred “if you say so.”
“I do” said Sally as he stared directly into Thorred’s eyes “and I really mean it.”
The tension broke as two guards turned up and opened the cell.
“You will all accompany us” said the larger of the two guards “your belongings are on board the shuttle.”
Sally grabbed his small bag and followed the first guard. The second one followed on and held a pistol at all times. Thorred, Drackus and Chook followed behind and had to work hard to keep up with them. It didn’t take long to walk to the landing pad and when they arrived, Jalberda was waiting for them. He watched them all approach and walked over to Sally.
“You have disappointed me you barbarous oaf” said Jalberda with disgust “you would have made a fine husband for my daughter but instead she has had to chose a lesser mate.”
“I apologise for my behaviour, your magnificence” replied Sally.
“It is far too late for that” spat Jalberda “get off my planet and never return!” He turned away and stormed from the landing pad.
“Let’s get going before anything happens” said Drackus quietly and they all boarded the shuttle. They would be very glad to be on The Obituary and travelling away from the planet.
“Damn!” said Thorred as they boarded The Obituary and the docking clamps released to allow the shuttle to return to the surface “we forgot about the leg!”
“Did you?” asked Drackus “because Chook and I didn’t.”
“What do you mean?” asked Thorred.
“Chook went for a little night-time stroll” said Drackus “and the warlord now has a wonderful, clear, thermo-plastic leg strapped to his wall.”
“You’re joking” replied Thorred.
“No” replied Chook as he opened the holdall he was carrying and showed Thorred a crystalline leg, loosely wrapped in linen “my ability to fog minds is getting to be quite effective.”
“I never even noticed you leave” replied Thorred.
“I repeat the bit about me being able to fog minds now” replied Chook and he zipped the bag up and made his way to the lounge. Drackus followed him and Thorred just stood there with a bemused look on his face.
“You’re back!” said Jela excitedly as she ran up and jumped on Thorred, gripping him with her arms and legs in a tight embrace.
“Did you miss me?” he said with a sarcastic smile as he kissed her. She didn’t reply.
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Re: Grymn Fluff - Rebirth Part 12
« Reply #30 on: May 03, 2012, 03:48:44 PM »
Life returned to normal very quickly upon return to The Obituary. It was as if the time on Sally’s planet had never happened but Thorred couldn’t get the last challenge out of his mind. He couldn’t believe that Sally was capable of such bestial ferocity and it unnerved him. Part of his unease stemmed from his fear that he could end up behaving in such a manner but the rest came from not really knowing about Sally when he thought he knew him quite well. Thorred tried to ignore his unease but being in close contact with Sally on a daily basis meant that he had to confront it all the time and after a week or so, Sally was beginning to get tired of the nervous glances and confronted Thorred.
“Thorred, we need to have a chat” said Sally earnestly.
“I think we do” replied Thorred so they both went to the brig because it was the quietest and most private place to go.
“What’s on your mind, Thorred?” asked Sally.
“To be honest Sally, I can’t stop thinking about the last challenge” replied Thorred honestly “I had no idea that you could lose control like that.”
“Lose control?” replied Sally “I never lost control…I knew exactly what I was doing at all times.”
“But the way you dispatched your brother” replied Thorred “it was completely animal.”
“No…it appeared to be a wild act” replied Sally “but it had to look like that otherwise it wouldn’t have been as convincing and I would still be on that wretched planet saddled with a mate I don’t want or need.”
“So… it was an act?” asked Thorred in disbelief.
“Yes” replied Sally.
“But he was your brother” replied Thorred “and you killed him without pause.”
“It was regrettable for him to be killed but it was the best for both of us” replied Sally “my father would have banished him for losing to me and he would have been forced to take the sacred path or leave the planet… and he would never have left the planet.”
“The sacred path?” asked Thorred.
“Ritual suicide” replied Sally flatly “the shame would have tarnished my family for years… I did him a favour. Why do you think he tried to goad me when he could no longer sensibly battle?”
“So you care about your family?” asked Thorred.
“I am no longer part of the family…I refused to take the sacred path and chose to leave” replied Sally “Elradar became my family, as did the crew of The Obituary.”
“I can’t believe how easily you killed him” said Thorred.
“Easily?” said Sally and he looked quite offended “it was a very hard decision to make and I didn’t take it lightly.”
“I hoped you would say that…because I couldn’t believe you were capable of such a crime” said Thorred “I just had to know because your act was so convincing.”
“Then I am not offended” replied Sally “but I will say that what happened on the planet will live with me for a long time to come… and I don’t want to be reminded of it again. You will not mention it to the crew or in my company again.”
“I understand, Sally” replied Thorred “thank you.”
“I think we could both do with a drink” said Sally.
“I think you could be right” replied Thorred and they both left for the lounge but on the way Sally told Sig to take charge.

“Are you ready for this?” asked Tulley as she unfastened Taters’ right leg.
“Yep” replied Taters “Will Joo'an or Chook be joining us?”
“Nope” replied Tulley “Chook said that I could handle it and this time he has already put the bracelet on, look.”
Taters looked at the crystal leg and there was a small silver anklet with a flat plate on it.
“Right then” said Tulley “here we go.”
She took the crystal leg from its case and carefully plugged the ball of the hip joint into the metallic socket in Taters pelvis. As soon as it was plugged in Taters’ head was filled with voices as it integrated with his system. Intitially, the voices were foreign to him but after a few moments, the anklet morphed into his ankle and changed into a small sphere. Once this had happened, Taters was able to understand the language of the crystal leg.
“System check… complete. Power levels… nominal. Charging sequence… initiated. Limb function… on-line” said the voices.
Taters smiled as he felt the new leg integrate with him and he stood up to check it functioned normally. After a brief size adjustment that occurred as he stood and rocked a little, he was satisfied that he would be able to move about normally.
“Do you have a magnet in it?” asked Tulley.
Taters thought about it and magnetised his feet, securing him firmly to the floor.
“Yes, I have magnets in both feet” he replied.
“Go on… make a hand!” said Tulley excitedly.
Taters thought for a second and his right foot began to sprout fingers and a thumb.
“Awesome!” squeaked Tulley.
“Indeed” Taters replied and chirruped a laugh in data speak.
“What about a rocket?” asked Tulley.
“I think that I need to walk a bit before I start flying about” said Taters.
“Oohhh! Go on” said Tully “it will be really cool.”
Taters sighed and thought for a moment. He increased the distance between his feet and a small platform sprouted from his right leg so that his left foot could stand on it. Once he was standing comfortably, the platform thickened up and gained some glowing cylinders around the edge. As the cylinders glowed brighter, Taters rose a few inches into the air and hovered for a few seconds before returning to the ground.
“That is it for now” said Taters “I need to fully charge before I try anything else. This limb seems to have been low on power when it was fitted so it isn’t behaving as well as the arms did when they were fitted.”
“That was so awesome” squeaked Tulley “you’d best charge it up quickly so we can try some other stuff.”
Taters looked at Tulley and said “I’ll try and be as quick as I can.”
Tulley hugged him and squeaked an excited giggle. She grabbed his hand and pulled him over to the charging booth and made sure he was settled.
“Sleep tight!” she said and Taters head drooped as he shut down and entered into his charge cycle. Tulley stood back and looked at him with his new crystal leg and smiled.
“Only four more pieces to go” she said as she turned away and went about her business.

“Where to next, captain” asked Jela.
“That depends on two things” replied Drackus as he slowly paced the bridge “your husband and anyone who contacts us.”
“Do we not have any jobs to do?” asked Jela.
“Not yet” replied Drackus “but I’ve a feeling that there will be something to do very shortly.
“Captain, we are being hailed” said Trev “they are asking for Chook.”
“Sometimes, I amaze myself” said Drackus “who is it?”
“It is one of Chook’s brothers” replied Trev “and he seems quite insistent.”
“Well, I guess I’d better have a chat then” replied Drackus and he went over to his command chair and opened the comms.
“This is Captain Drackus of The Obituary” he said “please state your business with us.”
“I am Frak of The Stiletto, brother of ambassador Chook. I seek an audience.”
“I will inform the ambassador of your arrival and will hail you shortly” replied Drackus.
“Time is of the essence, captain” replied Frak.
“Understood” replied Drackus. He turned to Trev and said “pushy fether, isn’t he?”
“Aye, that he is” replied Trev as Drackus left the bridge to find Chook.
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Re: Grymn Fluff - Rebirth Part 12
« Reply #31 on: May 08, 2012, 08:01:29 AM »
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Re: Grymn Fluff - Rebirth Part 13
« Reply #32 on: May 08, 2012, 02:11:44 PM »
Chook sat in the lounge and listened to what his brother was saying with what could only be described as cold derision.
“You have travelled all the way here to tell me that there is rebellion in our spire?” said Chook with a laugh “Did you not think that a signal would have been enough?”
“I thought it was worthy of my personal attention” said Frak.
“And how long did it take to find us?” asked Chook.
“Two weeks” replied Frak.
“And you told the captain of this vessel that time was of the essence?” asked Chook “after taking two weeks to find us when a signal would have taken moments.”
Frak went quiet and looked at the floor.
“You are an idiot, brother” said Chook snidely “No wonder you were only good enough to tend the food animals.”
Chook stood up and loomed over his brother. His crest had risen slightly and was flushed red.
“I suppose I had best join you on the return journey” he said as he glared at his now cowering brother.
“Thank you” replied Frak who remained as low as he could so as not to earn further wrath from his sibling.
“Would it be out of place for us to join you?” asked Drackus “there may be an opportunity for some trade.”
“I would prefer to travel in comfort so that would be a splendid idea, Drackus” replied Chook “Frak, return to your ship and let’s get moving, shall we?”
“Yes brother” replied Frak and he quickly got to his feet and dashed to the docking ring.
“Are you always so polite with your family?” asked Drackus.
“He is one of over a hundred brothers” replied Chook “I am quite surprised that I remembered his name.”
“He seemed to know you well” replied Drackus.
“Probably because I chose not to eat him when he was hatched” replied Chook wistfully “I am beginning to regret that decision… he is no flag bearer for my clan.”
“Eat him?” asked Drackus.
“I couldn’t face another one… I had already eaten two others” replied Chook “I was the first to hatch.”
“Is that a normal thing for your kind?” asked Drackus.
“Yes. It is our way” replied Chook.
“Oh” replied Drackus. He really couldn’t think of anything further to say.

“Attention crew, prepare for travelling at speed… message ends.”

“It will be good to return home again” said Chook with a large, toothy grin across his face “I may see some of my brood.”
“What?” asked Joo’an “you have children?”
“Of course” replied Chook “I have fathered three clusters so far.”
“So you have a mate then?” asked Joo’an.
“I have had three mates so far” replied Chook “but I am due a new one… it depends on who is available at the time.”
“What do you mean?” asked Joo’an.
“My kind find a female that is receptive, mate with them and move on” replied Chook “we know who they are but don’t have any involvement with them further than providing fertilization.”
“How do you keep track of your offspring?” asked Joo’an.
“I don’t” replied Chook “they keep track of me and when I meet them, I can tell they are mine by their scent.”
“So why would they keep track of you?” asked Joo’an.
“Because I have a high place in my society… it is not everyday that a spire provides an ambassador” replied Chook.
“Your society is very interesting” replied Joo’an.
“It is functional” replied Chook “our females run things but the males can basically do as they please.”
“So, how many offspring do you have?” asked Joo’an.
“Around 350” replied Chook “I am quite productive.”
Joo’an curtailed a smile at his statement. What made it funny was the fact that he meant it.

Porphys was an arid place. The average yearly rain-fall was less than an inch and the minimal plant growth had massive root structures to extract water from deep below the surface of the planet. The inhabitants of Porphys were almost exclusively carnivorous; even the plants. It was a place where life was tough and if you relaxed for too long, you would become a meal. Chook was born and raised on Porphys and it explained his more bestial tendencies. As The Obituary descended through the atmosphere, huge cones of rock became visible and Chook pointed towards the largest in view.
“Head towards that one” said Chook.
“Why that one?” asked Stobart.
“That is my clan’s spire and home” replied Chook.
“Right you are then... is that OK Cap’n?” asked Stobart.
“Aye. That it is” replied Drackus.
“If you circle around to the far side of the spire, you will find a landing platform about half way up” replied Chook “it will be safe to land there but I would imagine that security will be tight.”
“Jela, let the crew know that we need to be prepared for the visit” said Drackus.
“Aye, cap’n” replied Jela who knew exactly what he meant. She announced to the crew to go to the armoury and collect side-arms and body armour for the visit.
“We’ll be there in a few minutes cap’n” said Stobart.
“I guess I’d best get ready then” replied Drackus and he left the bridge.

Drackus, Joo’an, Thorred, Taters and Sig gathered in the cargo bay and waited for Chook to arrive. The crew had been given strict orders to go directly to the security desk upon landing and there were two heavily armoured security guards with a gun-bot waiting for them outside.
“Where is Chook?” asked Sig “if we don’t get a move on, I can see those two forcing an entry.”
“He’ll be here soon enough” replied Drackus and no sooner had he finished, Chook appeared.
“You are looking very official” said Sig as he watched Chook approach. He was wearing his orange jumpsuit with a royal blue cloak and a golden headband. He carried a golden sceptre about four feet long. If you looked carefully, you could also tell that he was wearing a red bio-suit under his jumpsuit.
“I will need to be as official as possible or order may not be restored” said Chook and he stretched his muscles and expanded his head crest to its full height “shall we arrive?”
“Absolutely” replied Drackus.
“I will lead” said Chook as the cargo door opened and the six of them walked down the ramp into the heat of the day.
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Re: Grymn Fluff - Rebirth Part 14
« Reply #33 on: May 10, 2012, 05:07:04 PM »
The security team didn’t know what hit them. Chook was at his full height, crest extended and ranging from red, through orange to yellow. He walked straight past the security team who looked nervously at each other as he went by.
“THE DOORS!” boomed Chook “OPEN THEM!”
One of the guards dashed over and opened the door.
“Why did I have to wait?” said Chook as he glared at the guard.
“Please, your greatness, the security desk is through here” said the guard as he gestured towards an expectant lizard that stood behind a small dais.
“I don’t have time for that!” snapped Chook “we will go straight to pinnacle and you will clear the way.”
The second guard appeared and said “but you must check in, your greatness.”
“Must? MUST!?” bellowed Chook “you DARE to tell me what I must do!?”
“Yes… no… Ummm…” replied the now cowering security guard “it is procedure.”
“No! It isn’t procedure. Procedure states that I am to be met by a lord or higher and I am to be given free right of passage” said Chook as he stared intently at the guard “I have been granted neither so I will be attending the pinnacle NOW!”
“But…“ replied the guard before he was cut off.
“Think very clearly about your next statement, officer. It may be the last one you make in your current position” said Chook as he moved in to stare intently into the guard’s eyes “you will be escorting my associates and I to the pinnacle and you will not say another word unless it is to agree.”
There was a pause and the two guards looked at each other before one said “this way please, your greatness” as he gestured away from the security desk and towards an elevator.
“Excellent choice” said Chook with a satisfied tone.

The elevator ride to the top of the spire was a rather uncomfortable affair. Chook maintained his supreme confidence and insisted on glaring at the guard who accompanied them. The rest of the crew just stood and tried not to speak. When they reached the end of their travel, the doors opened and Chook said “lead on!” to the guard. They all followed the guard to some ornate doors.
“Please wait and I will announce you, your greatness” said the guard.
Chook didn’t reply so the guard opened the doors and announced the group to those inside.
“His Greatness Chook, ambassador to Porphys and guests” said the guard.
There was a short pause before the sound of weapons fire rang out. Chook and the crew dropped to the floor quickly but the guard wasn’t as alert as he could have been and received a blast through his right eye, killing him instantly.
“Taters, set up a shield for us and we’ll take a peek” said Thorred.
“Right you are” replied Taters and as he stood up he held his arms out in front of him and his arms expanded into a broad, clear shield for the rest of them to shelter behind. Thorred, Chook, Drackus and Sig climbed to their feet and looked into the room behind the safety of Taters’ shield.
“It appears that we interrupted an assassination attempt” said Chook as he looked over towards the two masked lizards that were now firing wildly at them. In the other corner was a brightly clothed and bloated official cowering in the corner. It looked as if he had been beaten. Thorred drew his pistols and burst from behind the shield. He leapt over to one side, rolled and fired twice; shooting both of the assassins in the head and killing them instantly. Without warning, a third assassin leaped from cover behind the desk and made a bold attempt to reach the open window but Thorred was too quick and put a blaster round in its side; causing it to fall heavily to the floor. Before anyone could say anything Chook had dashed from cover and over to the prone figure. He adeptly disarmed it and restrained it so that it couldn’t escape. Sig and Drackus secured the room while Taters closed the doors and kept watch.
“Thank you! Thank you!” said the cowering official who had climbed to his feet and made his way towards Thorred “You’ve saved me!”
Thorred holstered one pistol and trained the other one on the official.
“Who are you?” asked Thorred.
“That is my brother Tarrakh” said Chook from the other side of the room “and if he wasn’t so fat, he would have dealt with this himself!”
Tarrakh glared at Chook and said “I could have you executed for your petulance, brother!”
“And then who would clean up the mess you have created?” replied Chook bitterly “Your laziness and greed are no aids to leadership.”
“And you could do better?” snapped Tarrakh.
“A food animal could do better!” replied Chook tersely “why do my brothers disrespect our clan so much that they have no pride?” said Chook.
“Enough already!” said Drackus “shouldn’t we all relax a little and find out what the feth has been going on here rather than squabbling?”
“Indeed, Drackus” replied Chook “so brother, why were you cowering like a scrapling in the corner and who are these… malcontents?”
“The assassins are from the dead sector. They were sent to eliminate me because I have increased their water tithes” replied Tarrakh “they did not want to pay what I was asking.”
“Water tithes?” asked Chook incredulously “they were going to kill you over water?”
“And the slave pact” replied Tarrakh.
“Was it you who sent Frak to bring me here, or was it something he decided to do himself?” asked Chook.
“I sent no one” replied Tarrakh.
“Then you must have really messed things up, brother” replied Chook “where are your staff?”
“I have no staff” replied Tarrakh “they cost too much and were thieves.”
“What about your advisors?” asked Chook.
“I don’t need advisors” replied Tarrakh.
“Is there still a council?” asked Chook and he was beginning to get a good picture of what his brother had done.
“They disbanded” replied Tarrakh “they were disloyal.”
“Where are the rest of your guards?” asked Chook “and why aren’t they here, finding out about the noise?”
“They are patrolling the streets, keeping order” said Tarrakh.
“Are you telling me that you had two guards keeping watch on the spire and one of those is now dead?” asked Chook.
“I didn’t think it was necessary to have more” replied Tarrakh “no one would dare attack the pinnacle.”
Chook looked around the room at the corpses and said, sarcastically “obviously not.”

For the rest of the day, Chook quizzed his brother about everything that was going on and the replies he received didn’t instil any confidence in him. From what Chook could make out, Tarrakh was a puppet leader; kept out of the way and kept happy with food, drink and money while the real governance was being done by a small cadre of the military. Any time they needed something to be signed or endorsed Tarrakh was called upon and rewarded for his efforts. After interrogating the injured assassin, it was soon discovered that there was a lot of discord throughout the leagues and it was hoped that the assassination of the Regent Designate (Tarrakh) would force the military to show their hand. Increases to tithes, slave quotas and the introduction of protection payments had brought the bulk of the populace to its knees and they had had enough.
“You are a disgrace, brother” said Chook after a lot of contemplation “how could you have allowed this state of affairs to occur and continue for so long?”
“It wasn’t my fault” said Tarrakh “I had no choice… I would have been killed by now if I hadn’t agreed to the terms laid in front of me.”
“Death would have been more agreeable than the dishonour you have brought to our clan and the government of Porphys.”
“I am sorry, brother” replied Tarrakh and he hung his head in shame.
“You should be” replied Chook who’s crest was scarlet and fully spread with rage.
“So how are we going to sort this out?” asked Sig “I doubt the six of us could defeat the entire Drax legion.”
“It isn’t for us to sort out, I’m afraid” replied Drackus “It is for the people to sort out.”
“But they will need a way forward” said Chook “and we can help to spread the word.”
Drackus put his hands behind his back and strutted around the room, thinking. After a few minutes he stopped and looked towards Chook.
“I guess we could stick around for a short while…maybe do a little sight-seeing or catch a little trade” said Drackus “you never know who you’ll meet on your travels.”
“Indeed” replied Chook.
“We need a safe birth for The Obituary before we do anything else though” said Drackus earnestly.
“I know just the place” said Chook as he picked up the guard’s sidearm, walked over to the captive and dispatched him with a shot to the head. He returned the weapon to the dead guard and said to his brother “the guard saved your life. He is to be hailed as a hero. We arrived after the event and have continued on to visit my family. We have not discussed the politics of this matter and we will not be having a say in what is to come” he continued “I am sure that you understand the situation and what will happen if you don’t stick to what I have told you.”
“Yes brother” replied Tarrakh.
“Good” replied Chook “it is time for us to leave.”
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Re: Grymn Fluff - Rebirth Part 14
« Reply #34 on: May 18, 2012, 08:45:24 AM »
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Re: Grymn Fluff - Rebirth Part 15
« Reply #35 on: May 18, 2012, 01:02:13 PM »
The Obituary flew low over the stony desert. The vast, barren areas of red and tan were interspersed with small patches of stunted plant life and every now and again, packs of wild animals could be seen roving between these small areas of limited shade. In the distance, there was a small homestead with a high fence around it and as they flew lower, the view was interrupted by clouds of dust thrown up by The Obituary’s engines. Stobart warned everyone that the landing may be a little bit bumpy before overflying the fence and dropping abruptly onto the landing area.
“That could have been a lot worse” said Drackus as he left his command chair and made his way to the cargo area.
“Drackus” said Chook “it would be better if I dealt with the first visit alone.”
“How come?” asked Drackus.
“This is my second mate’s homestead” replied Chook “and she may not be pleased to see me.”
“Oh…” replied Drackus “are you sure you can handle it on your own?”
“Sarcasm is not necessary” said Chook flatly as he opened the cargo door and left the ship. The door closed behind him and as Drackus watched he said to himself “I wasn’t being sarcastic.”

While Chook was away, Drackus had the rest of the crew stock-taking. Food and provisions; especially water were checked. Ammunition and fuel reserves were checked as well and the captain decreed that everyone who left the ship was to carry a survival pack with water, provisions, comms and a shelter in it. Taters was ordered to ensure that he was fully charged but this wasn’t as necessary as it could have been because he could use solar power for charging and there was plenty of sunlight on Porphys.

After six hours, Chook returned to The Obituary. When he entered the crew met him in the cargo bay and couldn’t help noticing the cuts on his face and his broad, toothy grin.
“What happened to you?” asked Benn “you look like you got beat up by a girl!”
“She was receptive” replied Chook flatly “I thought mating would appease her and aid our current adventure.”
“What?!” asked Benn
“We have a safe birth for the time being” replied Chook.
“So why are you covered in cuts?” asked Tulley.
“Mating is not a consensual act… I had to overpower her to prove my strength” Chook replied and noticed that Tulley looked confused “the females are larger than the males of my species.”
“When do we meet her?” asked Tulley.
“You don’t” replied Chook “we have safe birth when we need it and that is a big achievement.”
“So what do we do now?” asked Drackus.
“I would suggest that we all stay in the ship for now. It will soon be nightfall and it will not be safe for you to venture out in the dark” replied Chook “in the morning I will arrange for us to meet some of the other clan leaders to discuss a way forward and gather information.”
“Oh… fair enough” replied Drackus “who’s for a drink then?”
“Excellent idea!” said Sig “I’ll go and get the bar open.”
They all left for the lounge but before Thorred got too far, Jela dragged him off for some private time. Sally watched them leave and smiled. He was glad that they were getting along OK because Jela had been so unhappy when Thorred was thought to have been killed and Sally was only ever happy when the crew had harmony. Sally was lost in thought when he felt an arm loop into his. He looked down and saw that it was Joo’an who had linked arms with him.
“Are you joining us in the lounge or will you be returning to the security office?” she asked.
“Are you inviting me to the lounge, Joo’an?” asked Sally with a smile.
“Yes” replied Joo’an with an equally broad smile.
“Then I will accompany you to the lounge, mi’lady” replied Sally with a nod.
“Good” replied Joo’an “you can help me to choose an acceptable drink.”
“Hmmm… I think we’ll continue your education with some nice, spiced rum” replied Sally as he escorted Joo’an from the cargo bay.
“Is that a strong drink?” asked Joo’an as they walked.
“It is what I would call smoky and smooth with a slight kick” replied Sally “you will enjoy it.”
“I look forward to it” replied Joo’an.
When they all reached the lounge, Sig and Fran were behind the bar and were dishing out the drinks in between flirting with each other. Tulley had found a medi-kit and had pinned Chook down while she dabbed at his wounds with a suture tool that was struggling to cope with his tough scales.
“You’ll need to sharpen that when you’re done” said Drackus with a grin. He must have found time to return to his cabin because Blue was nestled around his neck.
“Must you fuss so much, Tulley?” asked Chook impatiently “my wounds will heal.”
“Stop fidgeting and I’ll be finished sooner” she replied “you need to be at your best.”
“I’d take her word for it, Chook” said Drackus “she might stitch your mouth shut if you move too much.”
“Hmmm…” said Chook with a sigh “well, hurry up girl!”
“Grumpy!” she replied.
The sound of the squeeze box filled the air as Sig began to play but instead of his usual style of music, it was a soft ballad. Everyone turned to look as Fran began to sing gently and the room went silent so that they could hear her properly.

Taters was in the cargo bay and was staring at his left arm. He was deep in thought and could feel dataflow from the arm stuttering as he concentrated. He was asking the arm to change but it was struggling with the interpretation of the data he was providing with his thoughts. After a few minutes of staring, the dataflow became more constant and Taters poked his arm with a finger. The surface seemed to give under the pressure and then bounce back again. He pressed harder and was able to push a short way before meeting an obstruction. When he released the pressure, everything returned to normal. Taters studied the surface and could just about see a complex pattern of tiny, irregular hexagons all over the surface. He poked various areas of his arm and could feel the pressure at each point. He held his arm out in front of him and where there had been mechanical joints before, there were smoothly contoured joints. He flexed his fingers and could feel the roughness of his palm as his fingers brushed against it. To all intents and purposes, it was a see-through version of a Grymn arm; with all of the texture and feelings of the real thing. Taters smiled at his handy-work and thought to himself “three more parts to go.”

“So this is spiced rum?” asked Joo’an.
“Yes” replied Sally “is it to your taste?”
“It is most agreeable” said Joo’an.
“So… how are things with you at the moment?” asked Sally.
“I am fine” replied Joo’an.
“You seem to have come to terms with your lack of psychic abilities” said Sally while he watched to see her reactions. Joo’an looked down at her cupped hands and the drink that was nestled there “it has been a difficult journey” she said and Sally could see the distance in her eyes.
“Why do you still tutor Chook and Thorred if it pains you to do so?” asked Sally.
“Because I must. It is the right thing to do” replied Joo’an.
“For who?” asked Sally “certainly not for you.”
“We learn the most from things we have to suffer” replied Joo’an “and in a strange way, I still feel linked with the psychic plain through my tutoring… it is reassuring to me.”
“Well don’t feel obliged to do it” said Sally “I would hate for you to be upset all the time because you are continuously reminded of what you once had.”
“I am content with the situation” replied Joo’an and she put her hand on the back of Sally’s “thank you for your concern… it is reassuring.”
“You are welcome” replied Sally and he smiled before saying “drink up… that is only the first of the spiced rums we have on board!”
“Sally!” replied Joo’an “are you trying to intoxicate me?”
“No mi’lady” said Sally and he smiled broadly “you and I both know that it would take a lot more than a few bottles of spiced rum to do that!”
“We’ll just have to find out” said Joo’an as she drained her glass “so… which one is next?”
They both laughed and Sally asked Sig to bring the next taster over.

The evening slowly turned to night and the lounge emptied until only the captain remained. He sat with a large glass of brandy that he swilled around in the glass as he stared out of the window at the stars above. He ran his free hand over Blue’s soft pelt as his mind turned to the stars and what was out there.
“Things have never been simple, have they Blue?” he said as he looked at his pet. Blue stared back at him but said nothing.
“When one adventure ends, another begins. One day, I’ll be like Elradar and settle down but then what would I have?” he continued “a house full of objects and just you to share them with.” He took a sip from his glass and continued to stroke Blue as he gazed into the sky.
“It could be worse” he thought “I have a glass of the finest brandy, a friend to share my thoughts with, a ship to sail and a star to steer her by. How can I possibly fail to be content?”
Drackus drained his glass, placed it on the bar as he walked past and retired to his cabin.
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Re: Grymn Fluff - Rebirth Part 16
« Reply #36 on: May 18, 2012, 02:38:56 PM »
Morning started abruptly; almost as soon as the sun crested the horizon. Jela shook Thorred awake.
“Thorred, wake up” she said “there’s something on the ship!”
“What?” asked Thorred blearily “morning babe…”
“Listen!” said Jela as she pointed to the roof “there’s something on the ship!”
“What?” repeated Thorred as he listened “I can’t hear anything… what time is it?”
“Thorred!” repeated Jela “don’t you ignore me! There is something outside and it is big… I can hear it scraping the hull.”
Thorred stretched and listened closely. After a few seconds he heard a heavy scraping noise on the hull.
“See? I wasn’t making it up” said Jela.
“I didn’t think that you were, babe” replied Thorred as he tried to snuggle up to her “I’m sure it’s just a big bird or something.”
“Shouldn’t you check it out?” asked Jela as she politely brushed him off “you are a security officer, after all.”
“Okay, I’ll take a look… if it keeps you happy” said Thorred as he swung his legs out of bed and quickly dressed. Jela studied his muscular form as he stood in front of her and almost wished that he could stay with her but she was quite troubled by the noises coming from outside and wouldn’t have been able to settle until they had been checked.

Thorred made his way to the cargo bay after picking up a side-arm from the security office. He was just about to open the cargo door when Chook put a hand on his shoulder.
“I wouldn’t do that” said Chook “I don’t think you are prepared to face what is out there at the moment.”
“What are you talking about Chook?” replied Thorred “What can be worse than you… pardon my familiarity.”
“Well… imagine looking at me and finding that I am eighty foot long with diamond hard scales, talons a foot long and a bite strength of a hundred tonnes” replied Chook “add to that, an immunity to heat and the ability to fly… and you still won’t get a full appreciation as to what is currently sitting on the ship.”
“You are joking” said Thorred as he looked at Chook.
“No, Thorred, I am not joking” replied Chook “it will probably remain where it is for a couple of hours to warm up and will then go to hunt for breakfast.”
“So what do we do about it?” asked Thorred.
“We let it warm up and leave in its own time” replied Chook “It is a shame we can’t go out and take a look at it… the scales are made of a unique material that can be shaped using mind inputs.”
“What… like Taters’ crystal limbs?” asked Thorred.
“Exactly” replied Chook.
“What are these beasts called?” asked Thorred.
“They are known as Crystal Dragons” replied Chook “but they are neither crystal nor dragons… just large lizards with unusual scales.”
“If we got hold of some scales, could we get them made into more components for Taters?” asked Thorred.
“It is very unlikely” replied Chook “the craft to do such a thing is almost extinct. There are very few, if any, that are able to craft a limb to the standards that Taters’ are made to.”
“That’s a pity” replied Thorred.
“Do you honestly believe that you would be able to obtain a scale from the beast?” replied Chook with a broad smile “I think you overestimate your abilities young Grymn!”
“Hey… I’m not just a Grymn any more” replied Thorred.
“You are not a tank either” replied Chook “but even if you were you would still fail to get hold of a scale.”
“So we just leave it where it is and wait for it to leave?” asked Thorred.
“Exactly” replied Chook.
“Great. Now what the feth am I going to tell Jela to help her settle?” asked Thorred.
“That, Thorred, is up to you” said Chook.
“Thanks!” said Thorred sarcastically “that really helps me out.”
“My pleasure” replied Chook who pushed a crate over to the cargo door and perched on it so that he could stop anyone leaving until things were safe outside.

Thorred returned to his billet and found Jela in the process of dressing. She was wearing the satin-underwear equivalent of a leotard and a pair of thick, woollen socks and was just pulling up her fatigue trousers when he walked in.
“So, what was it?” she asked.
“If I told you, you would never want to leave the ship” replied Thorred “what if I told you that it would disappear in a couple of hours and that you don’t need to worry about it, would that do?”
“Of course not… what was it?” asked Jela as the pulled a T-shirt over her head.
“A virtually indestructible 80 foot long dragon” said Thorred.
“Oh… “ replied Jela “what did you go and tell me that for?”
“I just can’t win, can I?” said Thorred.
“Nope” replied Jela as she walked over and kissed him on the cheek “where would the fun be in that?”
“Just don’t leave the ship until Chook gives us the all clear” said Thorred “I’m off for a quick shower… if you want more information, Chook is in the cargo bay, he’ll be able to tell you all of the gruesome details.”
“Okay, babe” she replied as she left the room, carrying a pair of combat boots by the laces “I’ll see you in the lounge when you’re ready.”

When Taters powered-up from his charge cycle, he looked down to see Tulley in a sleeping bag at his feet. She was fast asleep and was clinging tightly to a spare pillow. He thought about stepping over her and going about his morning procedures but didn’t want to disturb her so he remained motionless in his booth. He watched her quietly sleeping and he thought how peaceful she looked. As he watched he accessed his databanks to see if he could remember how it felt to sleep but he couldn’t find the files.
“They must have been erased” he thought as he watched the surface of the sleeping bag rise and fall as Tulley breathed deeply in her sleep. For a moment, he was distracted but when he heard the scraping noise from the hull he sent a message to Thorred’s headset to find out what was going on. After a few minutes, Thorred had noticed his headset flashing on his bed-side table and had replied to Taters.
“What’s up, brother?” asked Thorred.
“There is a strange noise on the hull of the ship… what is it?” asked Taters.
“Nothing to worry about, it should sort itself out in a couple of hours” replied Thorred “just don’t leave the ship until Chook gives the all clear.”
“Okay” replied Taters.
“Tulley seems to be sleeping through it” replied Thorred and Taters suddenly realised that he was still watching her sleep. He had forgotten that when Thorred wore his headset, he could see what he did.
“Yes” replied Taters “I will remain here until she wakes… she obviously needs my presence at the moment.”
“I guess so” replied Thorred “catch you later!”
The headset link was broken and Taters felt at ease knowing that Thorred was aware of the noise.
“Are you watching me?” asked Tulley as she stirred and looked up at Taters.
“I was watching over you” replied Taters.
“I knew you would” replied Tulley as she sat up and stretched “what was the noise outside?”
“I don’t know but Thorred said it was not a problem but we shouldn’t leave the ship until Chook says we can.”
“There’s no worries about that” replied Tulley “it’s dusty and dirty out there… I’d rather stay in here.”
“What? And get dusty and dirty in here instead?” said Taters with a data-speak chuckle.
“Yes!” replied Tulley flatly “at least it is my dust and my dirt.”
“I guess so!” said Taters as he chuckled again “are you properly awake?”
“Yes, silly, of course I am” she replied “why do you ask?”
“Do you want to see some magic?” he replied.
“Magic? Of course I do… what is it?” squeaked Tulley excitedly “is it dangerous?”
“No… watch this” said Taters as he stretched his arm out to the front and concentrated on it. After a short moment, the mechanical look faded away to be replaced by a crystal representation of a biological arm.
“What do you think?” asked Taters.
Tulley just stared at it.
“Touch it, it won’t hurt” said Taters and Tulley poked the arm tentatively at first and then began to squeeze and poke it to properly see how it felt.
“Can you feel all of this?” she asked.
“Yes… it has all of the sensations of a biological arm” replied Taters.
“It feels just like my arm but a bit colder” said Tulley as she ran her hands over it “it’s amazing!”
“I have only tried that arm so far and it takes a lot of concentration but I think that the limb is learning because it is getting easier to do” said Taters “once I am happy that the limb is at full efficiency, I will try the others.”
“You are a clever puppy!” squeaked Tulley and her smile beamed broadly “we need to find the rest of your body and then you can be a Grymn again!”
“Let’s not get our hopes up” replied Taters “these things are extremely rare.”
“Is this a secret?” asked Tulley.
“You are the only one who knows” replied Taters.
“Can it be our secret?” asked Tulley.
“If you wish it… for now” replied Taters.
“Lovely!” squeaked Tulley as she put her hand in his and squeezed gently “If you get all your crystal parts, will you look like Thorred?”
“I could look how I wanted to… I would not need to look like Thorred” replied Taters.
“Cool!” replied Tulley “it is weird enough with one set of twins on board without a second one.”
“But I will be made of crystal… I certainly wouldn’t look like Thorred” replied Taters.
“Would you?” asked Tulley “why couldn’t you think a colour into your skin?”
“I hadn’t thought of that” replied Taters “maybe I’ll give it a go once I have sorted my limbs out.”
“You never know until you try!” said Tulley.
“I guess so” replied Taters.
“You can let go now” said Tulley as she looked at Taters. He had been holding her hand for a few minutes and had forgotten it was still in his grip.
“Sorry… it has been a long time since I felt a hand in mine” replied Taters as he released her hand.
“Don’t worry… there’s plenty of time for hand holding but I need a wee!” replied Tulley as she extricated herself from her sleeping bag and disappeared to the bathroom. Taters smiled as she went because she had slept in her boiler suit and still had her boots on.
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Re: Grymn Fluff - Rebirth Part 17
« Reply #37 on: May 24, 2012, 02:45:06 PM »
By 09:00hrs the Crystal Dragon had departed and Chook had given the all clear to leave the ship as long as the crew didn’t wander too far. The Crystal Dragon was by no means the only dangerous animal in the area. Chook and Sally were going to get the word out using the comms in the homestead so they left together. Everyone else remained on board so that they could act on the response.

As Sally followed Chook into the building, he was confronted by a lizard that was his equal in height. She glared menacingly at him as he entered the building but said nothing.
“Sally, this is Raleth, my current mate” said Chook “Raleth, this is Sally. He is the security officer on board the ship.”
Raleth still said nothing but tilted her head in Sally’s direction. Sally responded in kind.
“I wish to use the voicer” said Chook.
“You know where it is…” replied Raleth and she turned around to go about her business.
“Take no heed of her” said Chook “she knows her own power and is justifiably arrogant.”
“Do all of your females behave this way?” asked Sally.
“The prime breeders do” replied Chook “lesser females are more reserved… if they don’t know their place they run the risk of being eaten.”
“After meeting Raleth, I am not surprised” replied Sally “she is a fine example of power.”
“Thank you for your compliment” replied Chook and he looked genuinely pleased with himself. He had obviously done well for himself in his society.
“Right! Let’s get things rolling!” said Chook as he fired up the comms-set and put out calls to various homesteads in the area.

When Chook and Sally returned to The Obituary, they had a list of co-ordinates to visit and associated names to go with them. Drackus decided to start at the furthest away and work back towards their current base and Chook agreed that it was the best way to go.
“So… Farben first then?” asked Drackus.
“Yes… she has a small brood but many labourers” replied Chook “I am sure that she will have plenty to say.”
“Stobart, let’s get underway!” said Drackus.
“Aye, cap’n” replied Stobart and he fired up the engines in preparation to leave. After a few minutes of checks, the ship rose into the air in a cloud of dust and ascended until they were above the obstruction and could see better. With a gentle nod, The Obituary traversed into forward flight and began to accelerate across the desert.
“Excellent” said Drackus as he gazed out of the forward screen and marvelled at the expanse of arid wasteland in front of them “Chook, do your people live in areas like this?”
“They can do” replied Chook “but they have taken to living in rockier areas so that they can catch moisture more easily.”
“It seems to be a difficult planet to live on” said Drackus.
“Not once you know how to” replied Chook “and have thousands of years of evolution to adapt you to your environment.”
“I guess so” replied Drackus “Stobart, how long until we arrive?”
“In around 7 minutes, cap’n” replied Stobart.
“Chook, how do you want to play this?” asked Drackus.
“I think a show of strength would be in order here” replied Chook “they are away from normal society so they may need a little bit of fear to deal with us.”
“We’ll take Sally, Taters, Sig and Benn with us then” suggested Drackus “Thorred can keep an eye on things and arrange a little pyrotechnic display if we need one.”
“Sound words, Drackus” replied Chook.
Jela contacted the security office and warned them of their impending arrival and what they were required to do.
“They’ve been told Drackus” she said.
“Thank you, Jela” he replied.
“Captain, will I be in charge of the vessel in your absence or will command fall to Thorred?” asked Jela.
“In my absence, you have the ship… you know how she flies and acts” replied Drackus with a surprised grin “a gunner would never hold command over my vessel.”
“Thank you, cap’n” replied Jela. She was flushed in the face as a result of his obvious compliment.
“Were you on the surface and away from the vessel, Thorred would take command because he is a soldier and survivor” said Drackus “we all have our areas of expertise and it would be a fool who chose not to use those resources wisely.”
“Yes, cap’n” replied Jela.

The landing was a bumpy affair but once the dust settled, the away party left the ship using the cargo ramp and made their way towards a small group of low, dome structures. They were all dressed in cloaks, carried a survival pack and were heavily armed with blasters and side-arms. As they approached the nearest dome, a lizard the size of Chook appeared and his crest immediately stood up and flashed red.
“Here we go” said Chook as he stood as upright as he could and extended his crest but instead of red it was a yellow-orange colour.
Taters looked at the crest but before he spoke, Chook said “it pays to be a little passive at first meeting and red would have been a little too combative.”
A second lizard appeared next to the first one and they both began to move towards the away party. One of them had a blaster that was drawn but the other was unarmed.
”Stop!” shouted the unarmed lizard “what is your business?”
“We have come to meet with Farben” replied Chook.
“You are expected?” asked the lizard.
“Yes, Farben is expecting us” replied Chook.
The two lizards spoke to each other before the unarmed one turned to go into the main dome.
“Wait here until I return” said the lizard.
After a few minutes, the unarmed lizard returned and beckoned them towards the largest dome.
“She will see you now” he said.
“Excellent” replied Chook and the away party entered the dome. Once inside, they were introduced to Farben and Sally couldn’t help but notice the contrast between her and Raleth. Farben was Chooks height and timid but she had a certain amount of slyness in her eyes.
“Welcome, ambassador” said Farben “I understand your fear but weapons are not needed here.”
“Thank you Farben, you may stow your weapons” replied Chook as he directed his companions.
“So… you have come here peddling revolt?” said Farben with a grin “I must admit that I have been thinking along those lines for a long while. Most of my brood have been taken into slavery and if the leading clan takes much more, I will have nothing to demonstrate my strength with.”
“So you would be willing to stand up?” asked Chook.
“As long as the golden masters are taken care of” replied Farben.
“The what?” replied Chook.
“When the sanctioned slavers arrive, they are accompanied by a golden master who chooses the strongest of our kind. You cannot hide anything from them because they can see your thoughts” replied Farben.
“How tall are these golden masters?” asked Taters.
“They are as tall as that” she replied, pointing at Drackus.
“What do they look like?” asked Taters.
“They look like that but have golden skin and a gold helmet that hides their faces” replied Farben “only one of them accompanies the slavers.”
“They sound familiar” said Taters flatly.
“Are you expecting a visit from them any time soon?” asked Chook.
“The slavers will visit in five days” replied Farben “it is the end of the month.”
“We would like to be here for the visit” said Chook.
“We will be ready for your arrival” replied Farben.
“I almost forgot” said Chook “how many talons will be available?”
“There are twenty five on the farm and my brood has six” replied Farben “the slavers will have thirty.”
“Thank you” said Chook and he bowed politely to Farben. The away party returned to The Obituary and almost as soon as they boarded, the ship rose into the air on its way to the next homestead.
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Re: Grymn Fluff - Rebirth Part 18
« Reply #38 on: May 25, 2012, 04:56:14 PM »
“That was interesting” said Chook.
“It can’t be Ieuan… I watched him disintegrate” said Taters.
“Maybe it was a hybrid she was talking about?” said Drackus.
“It will do us no good worrying about it at the moment” said Chook “we need to concentrate on gathering our forces.”
“Indeed” said Drackus “but the golden psychic does provide fuel for a lot of questions.”

In the depths of a far off planet, the female Bohkin powered down the machines. All of the caskets were empty now and that meant that her task was complete. She grasped the hand of the golden clad hybrid beside her and gazed into its eyes. It smiled and they turned to leave the facility; switching off the lights as they did so.
“Where shall we go, my dear?” asked the hybrid.
“Somewhere warm and bright with plenty of sea” she replied.
“I understand that Trylor is nice at the moment… the monsoons aren’t due to start for a few months” replied the hybrid.
“Well, we’ll start there and see where things take us then” replied the female Bohkin.
Ieuan had done as he had promised before he was destroyed. He had told Tyra, the female Bohkin that she would have a suitor as long as she completed his work for him and now that the caskets were empty, she could make her own way in life. She was free to do as she wished and had a willing partner to join her. Tyra and her partner boarded a small shuttle and as the ship rose into the air, she spoke into her wrist communicator “start self-destruct sequence, time… two minutes, set three, set two, set one, activate.” Tyra smiled and didn’t look back.

In the depths of the facility, amber lights flashed and a constant tannoy message counted down from two minutes. No one saw the explosion that ripped through the corridors and machines. No one felt the shockwave as it collapsed the walls and thousands of tons of earth rushed into the facility through the shattered ceiling. It had served its purpose and was now erased for the rest of time. The last, great work of the renegade Sleiti; Ieuan, was complete.

The Obituary landed in the now familiar, dusty desert and the designated away party left the safety of the ship for the nearest habitation dome. This was the fourth such visit and it seemed that each one was received in exactly the same way; a lesser lizard would meet them, check with their superiors and then beckon them into their dome. On this occasion, a pair of lizards approached with weapons drawn and after a brief conversation with Chook, one left for the dome while the other kept an eye on the away party. After a few moments a very large female lizard emerged from the dome and smacked the smaller lizard aside as she approached.
“Why have you come here?” she demanded.
“Yelden, I have merely come to talk about the situation on this planet” replied Chook “you must have noticed that the tithes are extreme and unfair.”
“I don’t pay tithes… I am left alone here” replied Yelden “the puppets do not have the spirit to demand tithes from my clan.”
“But what of the other clans” replied Chook “does not their suffering cause regret?”
“Their corpses can feed the dragons as far as I am concerned” replied Yelden “They deserve no pity if they are not strong… that is the way.”
“The way could change when a single clan threatens the planet” replied Chook.
“We can defend ourselves here” replied Yelden “let them come.”
“Then our visit is over” said Chook.
“Yes, ambassador” replied Yelden “You will not be welcome a second time.”
Chook bowed and the away team returned to the ship.
“That could have gone better” said Drackus.
“I was expecting this from her” replied Chook “her arrogance will be her downfall.”
“She would have been useful” replied Taters “she has many talons at her disposal.”
“Yes but they would need to be well paid… they are mercenaries” replied Chook “they would need a rude awakening to offer their services freely.”
“So… on to the next one” said Drackus “Stobart, set a course and don’t spare the engines.”
“Aye, cap’n” replied Stobart.

The next visit was slightly different. As The Obituary neared the coordinates, she was met by a small fighter aircraft. After a brief conversation, the ship was escorted to a well maintained landing area with hard-standing and various utilities. When they landed, they were met by a tall, well built female who bowed graciously to Chook when he descended the cargo ramp.
“Welcome ambassador!” said the female lizard.
“Ahhh! Greylar… it is good to see you!” replied Chook and he walked over to her and they gripped forearms in a warriors embrace.
“I take it that your trip was a good one?” asked Greylar “your crew will be welcome here and your ship will be re-stocked.”
“That is most gracious of you” replied Chook who nodded respectfully.
“Now, brother” said Greylar “tell me of this war you are planning.”
They both walked towards the largest dome deep in conversation as a couple of smaller lizards met with Drackus and the crew to extend their leader’s hospitality. It was then that the commotion started as one of the lizards saw Taters and looked terrified.
“The sign! The sign!” screamed the lizard as he threw himself flat on the floor and repeated the word over and over again.
The second lizard saw Taters and stumbled back down the cargo ramp in a bid to get back to his leader as quick as possible. He dashed after Greylar shouting “The sign is here!”
“That is a bit odd” said Drackus as he looked at the prostrate lizard “What are you doing?”
“It is the sign!” replied the lizard.
“What are you talking about” asked Drackus “explain yourself.”
“When the crystal guardian appears, blood will be spilt” replied the lizard.
“He isn’t all crystal” said Drackus “he is part robot… look!”
The lizard paused for a moment and looked where Drackus was pointing.
“You see? He isn’t the crystal guardian” reaffirmed Drackus.
“Are you sure?” asked the lizard.
“I am pretty sure” replied Drackus “well… as sure as I can be.”
The lizard slowly climbed to his feet just as Greylar appeared. She looked at Taters and her jaw dropped.
“How did you come by so many fine limbs, robot?” she asked.
“They were gifts” replied Taters.
“You have some very rich friends” replied Greylar “you are very lucky to have found so many fine examples of our craft.”
“I know… I am very privileged” replied Taters.
“Come with me, robot” said Greylar and she smiled at Chook “I may have something of interest to show you.”
Taters followed Greylar as she turned to Drackus and said “please bring your crew, you are most welcome here and will find refreshment in our chambers.”
“Thank you, m’lady” said Drackus as he bowed formally “Sally, could you assemble the crew?”
“Certainly, Drackus” replied Sally as he disappeared into the ship. Moments later he returned with everyone except Tulley.
“Tulley wants to remain on board to make sure the ship is properly re-supplied” said Sally.
“Does she indeed?” said Drackus “I guess I’ll give her the benefit of the doubt… lets go.”
They all followed the Chook-sized lizard into the dome complex and left Tulley to sort out the ship. Drackus knew that she just didn’t want to leave the ship and meet people and it annoyed him but he knew that she would never change. They were led into the largest dome and were shown to a large bathing area.
“You may relax here and enjoy the life of the desert” said the lizard as he bowed low and pointed to a benched area “There are robes and towels here and an area to cleanse over here.”
“What? Do we all go in together?” asked Thorred.
“Of course” replied the lizard.
“Oh” replied Thorred meekly and he could feel himself blushing. He looked over towards the pool just in time to see Jela’s shapely, naked, bottom as she dived into the pool and he wished the ground would swallow him up “I was not made for this sort of duty” he thought to himself.
It seemed that only Thorred had an issue with nudity and once he had come to terms with the fact that everyone else was really relaxed about it, he managed to calm down a little. He felt extremely protective of Jela because she was so beautiful and such a terrible flirt that he felt he had to be but no one paid her any more attention than usual. Joo’an seemed to be in her element. She had no comprehension of modesty and positively radiated confidence and beauty as she undressed and lowered herself into the pool. The water clinging to her flawless body as she slowly stepped into it.
“Hey!” said Jela as she noticed Thorred watching Joo’an “aren’t I gorgeous enough for you?”
Thorred blushed and said “of course you are… I am just amazed at how relaxed everyone is.”
“I thought you were in the military?” replied Jela “surely you had mixed showers?”
“No… there were always cubicles for privacy” he replied.
“Well, our crew has been through all sorts of escapades and the least of our worries is sharing a little nudity” replied Jela “you’ll get used to it… and you certainly don’t have anything to worry about.”
Thorred blushed again as Jela patted him on the bottom under the cool water and kissed his cheek.
As they all soaked in the water a range of refreshments were brought in and set down on the side of the pool so that everyone could enjoy them without leaving it.
“Thank you” said Drackus as the five lizards bowed and left.
“This is the life!” said Stobart.
“”You’re telling me!” replied Trev “I never get to go on away parties… I am always stuck on board.”
“I keep telling you that your shooting is dreadful and until it improves, you are safer on the ship!” said Drackus as he overheard what Trev had said “there is nothing stopping you doing a stint in security.”
“Aye, cap’n” replied Trev “I think I’m better placed at the controls.”
“Then don’t flap your gums!” replied Drackus.
“Well… tuck in!” said Sally as he grabbed a large leg of meat from one of the trays and bit into it.
“Fething heck, Sally” said Stobart “leave some for us!”
They all began to eat and drink and continued to chat while they washed the dust of the desert away.

“There you are, Robot” said Greylar as she gestured towards a table covered in the finest of red velvet. Placed on the table were four Crystal Dragon scales and a fist-sized orb of crystal with a silver ring resting on top of it. Taters could not believe his eyes.
“The scales are virgin” continued Greylar “they await the touch of one of our artisans… but I am having trouble finding one who is skilled enough to work to my specifications.”
“What is the sphere?” asked Taters in a stunned tone.
“It is an any-stone” replied Greylar “you lay hands on it and think and it will meld with your thought.”
“I don’t follow you” replied Taters.
“My kind can re-grow a tail or even a limb but we cannot re-grow a head or a spine” replied Greylar “this enables us to do that.”
“So I could have the orb merge with my head… replacing it without having to remove it?” asked Taters “and I would keep my memories and experiences?”
“Yes” said Greylar.
“That is amazing” said Taters.
“It is my gift to you” said Greylar.
“WHAT!?” said Taters in disbelief “why would you give me anything… you don’t know me… this is such a priceless… I could… “
“I believe that you are the Crystal Guardian and that you will bring a time of blood” replied Greylar “the time of blood will sweep aside the oppression that is going on and will bring into being a time of peace.”
“I think you are mistaken… I am just a reploid” replied Taters.
“And a war starts with just a thought” replied Greylar “Please accept my gift.”
Taters gingerly reached towards the orb and placed his hands on either side of it. In an instant, his crystal hands fused with the orb as it flowed into them. The silver ring turned to liquid and joined the flow into Taters’ arms until he was able to separate his hands. He stood motionless as he felt the crystal flowing up through his arms and when it met the interface with his reploid body, his upper arms and shoulders became transparent. Taters was starting to panic as the crystal flowed up through his neck and into his head. Chook watched; fascinated as Taters’ skull turned to crystal. It seemed that the any-stone had a lot of energy because the crystal spread down through Taters’ body until it was completely clear. The only tan coloured, reploid part that remained was his left leg.
“How do you feel Taters?” asked Chook but Taters remained silent.
“The integration may take a short while” said Greylar “Not too long though.”
They both watched as Taters started to tremble and twitch. It was an eerie sight as they looked through his new, crystal body. After a few seconds, the twitching stopped and Taters raised his head level. Where before, he had no chin or mouth; he now had a jaw and what could be considered a fairly human looking face. His eyes no longer glowed blue but were filled with a dull, white light.
“Grasskk lasrelt flecktest” said Taters and he seemed to be struggling with his speech “Flaast please bear thrrrrr with me.”
“No rush, Taters” said Chook “take your time.”
Taters stared angrily forward as he struggled with the interface.
“Do not fight it, embrace it” said Greylar.
Taters’ closed his eyes and all movement ceased. After a few seconds he opened his eyes and they began to glow brightly.
“That is better” said Taters and he smiled for the first time in his life.
“The any-stone will make things easier for you” said Greylar “you will find transformations take less time and effort.”
Taters looked at her for a moment and concentrated. A moment later, his joints had smoothed out and his body had taken on the crystal equivalent of Grymn physiology.
“I don’t need to maintain concentration to stay as I am” said Taters in a surprised tone “and I can see clearly with no pixilation but can still zoom in.”
“You will find that your abilities will improve once you have fully integrated” said Greylar “our ancestors wore crystals with pride and became great leaders… but they also became greedy and it was their downfall.”
“It is easy to understand their greed” replied taters “especially when they had everything they wanted before they gained the crystal appendages” he continued “but I am just pleased to be able to smile… and breathe.” He took a breath into his crystal body and blew out again “it would be a strange feeling if Thorred hadn’t done it before.”
“I am afraid that I cannot help you with the final piece” said Greylar “but you have come so far that I doubt you will remain without it for long.”
“I know how to find the last component” said Taters.
“You do?” asked Chook in surprise “where?”
“It is here, on this planet” he replied “I can feel it… but it keeps moving around. It must be attached to someone.”
“We must find it” said Greylar “then the prophecy will be complete.”
“No” said Taters “I must find it alone.”
“Then you must go straight away!” replied Greylar.
“It will come to me… I don’t need to go anywhere” replied Taters and swivelled his jaw about “I will return to my original shape for the time being… I need to be accepted as a reploid again before I go any further.”
“If you think that is the way to go, then do it” said Chook as Taters returned to his old, jawless mechanical shape.
“We must let Drackus know what has happened here” said Chook excitedly.
“We don’t need to disrupt the crew at the moment” said Taters “I think it would be more prudent to carry on discussions of our business here.”
“It goes without saying, brother, that I will side with you and my brood is at your disposal” said Greylar to Chook “I have a thousand talons that will follow me to the death and our clan has many more.”
“But will they follow us or will they side with my useless brother?” replied Chook
“When they see that we are joined by the crystal guardian, they will quickly know where their allegiance lies” said Greylar “and they are tired of our brother’s poor leadership and the tithes and sanctions that have grown since he gained his position.”
“Excellent” said Chook “let us join the crew now.”
“I have other things to attend to, dear brother” said Greylar “I will see you again before you leave.”
“I sadly leave you then, dear sister” said Chook with a bow and he left the chamber with Taters and walked over to the bathing house.
“If she was not my sister, she would have made a proud mate” said Chook earnestly “she is a true example of the finest of our kind.”
“She is, indeed, a truly striking female” replied Taters.
“Thank you” replied Chook and he grinned a toothy grin.
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Re: Grymn Fluff - Rebirth Part 19
« Reply #39 on: May 31, 2012, 01:15:20 PM »
There will be sociologists squirming in their seats as a result of this instalment... do androids dream of electric sheep?

Part 19:

Taters caused a bit of a storm when he walked into the bathing house. From the water, all that was immediately visible was his left leg and it was only on closer inspection that the rest of his crystal body became apparent.
“Fething heck, brother…what happened to you?” asked a rather incredulous Thorred.
“I have been gifted further components” replied Taters “the results have been rather unexpected.”
“You’re telling me!” replied Thorred and he waded across the pool and climbed out; oblivious to his nudity. He circled Taters and looked carefully at his new crystalline components “You look great, mate” he said, finally.
“Thank you” replied Taters.
“I wonder what Tulley will make of it?” asked Jela “after all, he is her boyfriend.”
“I am not” replied Taters.
“Oh, come on!” said Jela “you two are inseparable… usually.”
“That may be so but I am a friend only” replied Taters.
“That said, I wonder how Tulley will react when she sees that you are see-through!” replied Jela.
“I may be able to change that soon” replied Taters “it is all a case of learning how to think.”
“Whatever… you look very interesting as you are” replied Jela.
“Thank you” replied Taters.
“How did your negotiations go, Chook?” asked Drackus.
“They were most productive” replied Chook “and if it is alright with you, Drackus, I think it would be a good time to continue with our trip as soon as we can.”
“I agree” replied Drackus “everyone out!”
They all left the pool, dressed and made their way back to The Obituary. When they arrived, the ship was fully resupplied and fuelled, ready for the next stage of their journey. Tulley was waiting at the cargo ramp and as soon as she saw Taters, she left the ship and dashed over to meet him. She had to stop a couple of times to re-tie the arms of her boiler suit around her waist but still managed to maintain her momentum.
“WOW!” said Tulley when she reached them “you look awesome, Taters.”
“Thank you” was all Taters could manage before a barrage of questions was sent his way.
“How did that happen? How many new parts were there? Did they cost a lot? How did you replace your head?” asked Tulley and continued with further, unrelenting questioning.
“We will discuss things when we are on board” said Taters.
“SQUEEEE!” squeaked Tulley and she grabbed his hand and dragged him off towards the ship.
“The Father, help him” said Thorred as he watched Tulley and Taters disappear into The Obituary.
“I’m sure he’ll be just fine” said Jela as she leant against Thorred and he put his arm around her shoulder.
“I’ve done alright” said Thorred “so I’m sure he’ll be fine.” He smiled and patted Jela on the bottom.
“I think you’ve done more than alright though” she replied.
“I’ll not argue with that!” replied Thorred and everyone made their way into the ship.

As The Obituary continued on to its next destination Tulley and Taters chatted in the cargo bay.
“It was quite strange at first” said Taters “I held the crystal sphere and thought hard about what I wanted it to do but only expected it to replace my head. When it replaced my body as well I was quite apprehensive but once I had properly merged, it felt great.”
“Have you tested anything yet?” asked Tulley.
“What do you mean?” replied Taters.
“Have you tried changing things into organic parts?” she replied.
“I have managed to transform everything except the remaining leg into a semblance of biological form” replied Taters “the latest additions have made transformation much easier.”
“Show me” said Tulley excitedly.
Taters thought for a moment and his crystalline body began to smooth out and after a few seconds re resembled a Grymn in every way apart from the colour and his mechanical leg.
“That is amazing” said Tulley who was poking his arm to see how it felt “Have you tried to change colour yet?”
“No, not yet but I think I will be able to now that I don’t need to concentrate so hard on the transformations” replied Taters “let’s give it a go.”
A look of concentration flashed across Taters’ crystalline face and for a few seconds nothing happened. Then, quite suddenly, his entire crystalline form became an opaque, cream colour.
“Well done Taters!” squeaked Tulley excitedly “you look like a statue now.”
Taters looked at her for a moment and as she watched, his colour changed to match Tulley’s.
“That is so cool!” said Tulley again “but you look a bit naked at the moment.”
“Oh” replied Taters “what do you want me to do?”
“How about making your pants a different colour?” she suggested.
“Okay” said Taters and after a brief moment of concentration he had coloured an area where pants would be, a dark blue.
“That is great!” said Tulley “you look like a Grymn now.”
“Thank you” replied Taters and a broad smile spread across his face. Tulley stared at him and asked “do you think you could grow hair and eyebrows?” As she watched, skin coloured hair sprouted from his head, eyebrows and beard area.
“Don’t grow a beard” said Tulley “you are too handsome for a beard.”
As she watched the beard disappeared.
“I thought that blonde would work well” said Taters and his hair instantly turned blonde.
“That looks lovely” replied Tulley “I am quite surprised that you don’t look more like Thorred used to.”
“I am not Thorred and I thought that I would have a different look” replied Taters.
“It is a very good look” replied Tulley with a smile “how do you feel? It has been a while since your last charge and you have been very busy.”
“I feel fine” he replied “it feels like I am on a continuous charge… almost like I don’t need to charge at all.”
“Maybe you are taking power from the ship… or light… “ replied Tulley.
“No. I am taking power from the planet” replied Taters in a strange voice “that was a bit weird” he said straight away “my body said that.”
“What do you mean?” asked Tulley.
“I didn’t say it” replied Taters “the conscience of the crystalline components said it.”
“Oh” replied Tulley.
There was a brief moment of silence before Tulley said “do you think you could grow other parts?”
“Sorry?” said taters with a quizzical look.
“You know? PARTS!” she said pointing at his pants.
“Oh…” said Taters and a look of panic crossed his face.
“So? What do you reckon?” she asked.
“I expect that I probably can but I think that I would like to be alone when I try” he replied.
“Spoil sport!” said Tulley and she crossed her arms and stared at him. Taters felt extremely uncomfortable at the thought of becoming a ‘whole’ Grymn, let alone doing it in front of Tulley.
“I am sorry Tulley” he replied “I don’t want to mess it up through not being able to concentrate and I think that you watching me would put me off.”
“Why?” she asked.
“I am shy” replied Taters.
“Oh” said Tulley “well as long as it isn’t because of me, I suppose that is alright.”
“I would be shy in front of anyone” replied Taters.
“So where is your leg going to come from?” asked Tulley with a complete change of subject.
“I don’t need a leg” replied Taters “I just need a scale.”
“Why just a scale?” asked Tulley.
“I will be able to absorb the scale and form my own leg” replied Taters with a smile.
“If you find one, can I watch?” asked Tulley.
“WHEN I find one, I would insist that you watch” said Taters with a smile. He was just happy that the subject had changed. Tulley grinned happily and said “good.”
“Would you happen to have a spare set of overalls?” asked Taters.
“I have a bunch of new ones” replied Tulley “I’ll get you a pair. Tulley disappeared for a moment and returned with a wrapped packet of overalls.
“Will yellow be OK?” asked Tulley.
“They will be perfect” replied Taters as he caught the packet and opened it. He climbed into the overalls and although he had to adjust his size slightly to fit, he was happy to be clothed for the first time since his creation. He was able to feel the cloth on his body and it felt like it did when Thorred wore clothes.
“You look normal now” said Tulley and then realised what she said “I mean, like a Grymn.”
“Thank you” replied Taters “I think it is time we went for a walk, don’t you?”
“I think you are right” replied Tulley with a squeak “they will be so amazed!”
Tulley took Taters' hand and she moved her grip around to get comfy before she walked out of the cargo bay with Taters.
“They won’t know what to say” she said and she looked at him for the first time as a fellow Grymn rather than a robot. Taters noticed that she blushed before she turned away and he knew that there were going to be interesting times ahead.
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Re: Grymn Fluff - Rebirth Part 19
« Reply #40 on: June 01, 2012, 07:01:51 PM »
I've got a bad feeling about that new head :hmmm
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Re: Grymn Fluff - Rebirth Part 19
« Reply #41 on: June 01, 2012, 08:22:19 PM »
Surely you are not thinking that Taters may be led astray... ;).

Perish the thought :)

And can you imagine what might happen if a particularly strong mind, based within a crystalline structure came into contact with a Crystal Dragon? Or even a psychic hybrid?

There are going to be some interesting times ahead :).

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Re: Grymn Fluff - Rebirth Part 19
« Reply #42 on: June 01, 2012, 08:27:58 PM »
Well, I was thinking that if Taters has his speech influenced by the planet itself then he's not entirely uncorruptable and is a bit of a security risk until we find out what the planet's motives are.

I hadn't considered Taters becoming a dragon rider and leading the rebellion from the top of a mildly annoyed winged lizard.
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Re: Grymn Fluff - Rebirth Part 19
« Reply #43 on: June 01, 2012, 09:36:33 PM »
... there are other options too...
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Re: Grymn Fluff - Rebirth Part 19
« Reply #44 on: June 21, 2012, 11:14:17 AM »
Taters received a stunned reception when he walked onto the bridge of The Obituary. Initially, Chook went for his ornamental blade before he noticed that Tulley was holding the new visitor’s hand.
“Who is this, Tulley?” asked Chook a fraction before he realised that it was Taters.
“It is Taters, silly” said Tulley with a giggle “doesn’t he look gorgeous?”
“He certainly looks realistic… have you painted him?” asked Chook.
“Nope. He coloured himself in” replied Tulley.
“Really?” replied Chook “that is fascinating… the military applications of that ability are amazing… especially coupled with his ability to change his shape.”
“What are you talking about?” asked Tulley.
“He could look like anyone or anything he wanted to” replied Chook “it would be the ultimate form of camouflage.”
“He could look like anything… what, even a puppy?” asked Tulley with an excited grin and wide eyes.
“I expect so” replied Chook “but it would be a big puppy and he would also have to get a crystal leg.”
“I am here, you know” said Taters flatly “and even if I was able to, I wouldn’t change into a puppy… I’d have to draw the line somewhere.”
“I didn’t say I wanted you to change into a puppy” said a deflated Tulley “I just wondered if you would be able to.”
“Good” replied Taters.
“I love you the way you are” said Tulley.
There was a credible silence after she spoke and Drackus felt the icy chill of a parent who had just discovered that his daughter was in love with a rock-star.
“You are already my puppy” said Tulley as she squeezed his hand “come on, let’s go and find Thorred.”
They both left the bridge and after they had left, Chook looked at Drackus and said “did things just get a little more strange than usual then?”
“I will definitely be having words with Taters later, if that is what you mean?” replied Drackus.
“I think that we are definitely on the same wavelength” said Chook.

Thorred knew it was Taters as soon as he saw him and he marvelled at his new shape. He was surprised, like Tulley, that Taters hadn’t become his twin but he was glad that he had chosen his own path. Thorred also thought that there were important military aspects of being able to change shape and colour and was told about what Chook said. Sally could see other possibilities that slightly disturbed him; the possibility that Taters would begin to think he was a biological Grymn could lead to frightening complications… especially where Tulley was concerned.
“So where are you planning to take this?” asked Sally “do you believe you are now a real Grymn or do you still understand that you are a reploid?”
“I don’t plan on taking anything anywhere” replied Taters “but I am no longer a reploid… well… apart from my leg.”
“Then what do you think you are now?” asked Sally.
“I think I am Taters” he replied “nothing more and nothing less.”
“And what is that supposed to mean?” asked Sally again.
“I haven’t worked it out yet” replied Taters and he was being completely honest.
“You be careful, my lad” said Sally flatly and he flashed a look towards Tulley before saying “you know exactly what I mean by that, don’t you?”
“Yes Sally” replied Taters “I understand and you have nothing to worry about.”
“I hope you are right” finished Sally and he left the security office on an errand. Thorred looked at Taters and suddenly understood the interaction that had just occurred.
“I think we need to have a bit of a chat later” said Thorred to Taters “just so we all know where we stand.”
“If you want to” replied Taters “but in the mean time, could you find a way of tracking a crystal dragon for me?”
“Why?” asked Thorred.
“If I know where they are, it will be easier for me to obtain a scale so that I can replace my leg” replied Taters.
“How will you do that?” replied Thorred.
“I will work out how to get the scale nearer the time but I know that I will be able to use one to make a new leg” replied Taters.
“I’ll see what I can do then” replied Thorred.
“Thorred, have you finished the ammunition rotation yet?” asked Sig.
“No… I’m on it” replied Thorred “sorry Taters, I’ll have to chat a bit later… you’ve caught me in the middle of an audit.”
“Come on puppy, let’s go and find Joo’an” said Tulley as she dragged Taters towards the door “she will love you!”
They left the security office and as soon as they had gone, Sig chuckled to himself.
“Am I the only one who can see a great big can of worms opening up there?” he said.
“No… I really am a little terrified of what could happen” replied Thorred.
“Tulley’s going to be a fething pain over this” said Sig.
“I expect so” replied Thorred.
“Oh well… best batten down the hatches and wait for the storm to arrive then” said Sig and he continued with his work.
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Re: Grymn Fluff - Rebirth Part 21
« Reply #45 on: June 22, 2012, 02:25:05 PM »
Over the next few days, the visits to various homesteads continued. When the away party left the ship, Taters reverted to his crystalline form and he was eliciting quite a following as a result. Many of the locals were aware of the prophecy of the Crystal Saviour and upon seeing Taters were throwing themselves at his feet. Chook was keen to monopolise on Taters’ popularity and played up the prophecy with buoyant narratives and dramatic speeches. After a couple of days, Chook was content that they had raised enough support for the coming uprising and was extremely thrilled at the prospect of getting to grips with the oppressors.
“I am looking forward to meeting these golden people that have been talked about so much” said Chook “I will enjoy displaying a head or two around my old mate’s homestead.”
“Why are you so keen to shed blood?” asked Joo’an “is it not preferable to settle things amicably?”
“These hybrids have been created to sow discord and nothing else” replied Chook “they have no place here or anywhere else.”
“Thorred is a hybrid” replied Joo’an “does your logic work on him too?”
“Thorred has been and always will be a Grymn” replied Chook “and he has a family here. He is not a simple weapon but a sentient and spiritual being.”
“You do not know that the hybrids are any different to him” replied Joo’an “they could have families and friends just the same as we do.”
“I suppose they could” replied Chook “but I would no longer trust their sincerity than I would a hungry sand serpent.”
“Yet you would not wage a war, hoping for bloodshed, against the sand serpents” said Joo’an.
“If they became a problem, they would be culled” replied Chook “and they are not capable of controlling their hunger.”
“It seems that the Hybrids are not in control of their actions either” replied Joo’an.
“I am afraid, Joo’an, that they are very much in control of their actions. They know what they are doing and they only thirst for disruption” replied Chook “they have no useful purpose and need to be controlled.”
“I find it hard to understand different species’ lust for death” replied Joo’an.
“Your ancestors lost control of the Grymn and sent war-parties to destroy them” replied Chook “they had done nothing wrong apart from have the temerity to escape slavery and yet your kind felt that they should be destroyed.”
“Yes…” replied Joo’an with a wistful look on her face “I cannot argue there.”
“Enough of this” said Chook “let us adjourn to my chambers for meditation.”
“That is a good idea” replied Joo’an “it will sharpen our wits and help us to make the right decisions.”
They left the bridge and Drackus watched them go. He was more inclined to agree with Chook on the matter of the hybrids but couldn’t help but feel a little sorry for them. He knew that a war was coming and that if he knew his mind, the hybrids would send their minions in first. He also knew that this would enflame things further and any hybrids that were caught would not be treated well. He stroked Blue as he thought about the situation.
“You’re lucky” he said to Blue “you don’t have to worry about all this. All you need is food and a fuss and you are happy.”

The day arrived for the tithes to be paid and as already arranged, the Obituary landed at Farben’s homestead just before dawn. The whole crew prepared for armed action except for Tulley who flatly refused to leave the ship and they assembled in the main hab dome. Farben had managed to assemble thirty extra fighters but Drackus was sure that it would be plenty as long as between them, they could deal with the golden master.

“Now that Joo’an has lost her mind-sight, how are we going to deal with the hybrid?” asked Sally “we have seen what they are capable of.”
“Do not underestimate the training I have received, Sally” replied Chook “Joo’an has taught me well and I am able to defend against psychic attack.”
“That may be so but what about the rest of us?” said Drackus.
“I may be able to help” said Thorred “since my coma, I have gained a certain measure of psychic ability. It may not be as powerful as Joo’an’s used to be but I think I should be able to defend myself.”
“I am not sure that I will be any help whatsoever” said a rather downcast Joo’an “I may even be more receptive to control for all I know.”
“Well, whatever happens, we’ll have to find a way of dealing with the hybrids” said Drackus “otherwise the whole idea of freeing this planet will fall flat.”
“Could we call for aid from Sleiti prime?” asked Sally.
“I am afraid that my current status has made that impossible” replied Joo’an.
“Kaal’uin would help if he was asked” said Thorred.
“Not if it contradicted Sleiti decrees” replied Joo’an “and I am afraid that I am now outside of their responsibility.”
“But I’m not” replied Thorred “Kaal’uin would come to help me, surely.”
“If you were hostage, maybe… but an active rebellion would have political implications that could cause problems for the Sleiti” replied Joo’an “I would expect no help from that direction.”
“Well, Chook” said Thorred as he threw a glance in Chooks direction “how do you recommend we tackle this hybrid situation?”
“Full on and fast” replied Chook with a grin.
“Well, for once, I am in perfect agreement with you” replied Thorred who also grinned “and if that fails, then the father help us!”
“I will accompany you” said Taters who was currently in his crystalline form.
“I’ll be happy if you did, brother” replied Thorred.
“So Thorred, Chook and Taters will meet the slavers and we will set up defences in here” said Drackus to the room “is that acceptable, Farben?”
“That is acceptable” replied Farben “but what if the golden master is not dealt with?”
“Then we will have to come up with an escape plan” replied Drackus “and hope for the best.”
“I sincerely hope that it doesn’t come to that” replied Farben.
“You are not the only one” replied Drackus solemnly.

Farben, Drackus and Sally organised everyone so that the defences were set up as effectively as was possible and everyone was briefed so that they knew their place in the coming proceedings. At around midday, the comms lit up with a hail from an in-bound transport.
“Greetings homestead. This is the tithe collector. Prepare to pay your tithes. We will be arriving imminently. That is all” said a rather curt, male voice over the comms.
“Well, I guess it is time” said Drackus “prepare yourselves, everyone.”

The transport circled over The Obituary before landing close by. It was about half the size of Drackus’ ship and was dull grey in colour. There was a red, lizard head painted on the tail and on the side of the vessel, in big letters, was written ‘tithe collector’ in the native language. When the rear ramp lowered, a group of twenty burly lizard-men escorted the hybrid from the ship. Drackus reckoned that there was space for a further twenty on board but that could be increased by reducing their comfort. As they walked towards the main hab dome, Thorred, Taters and Chook walked out to intercept them. As the three of them approached, the hybrid walked to the front of the group and watched them.
“Ah” said the hybrid “you do not wish to accept the tithe request today.”
“Why do you say that?” asked Chook.
“Because your thoughts betray you” replied the hybrid as he removed his helmet.
It could have been the hybrid Ieuan staring back at them if they didn’t already know that he was dead.
“I know you, lizard” said the hybrid flatly “my gene-father met you and you, along with your friends, destroyed him.”
“That is so” replied Chook.
“You have changed master Thorred” said the hybrid “so have you T87.”
“Times have been good for us” replied Thorred.
“Why do you interfere here?” asked the hybrid “this is not of your concern, it is the concern of the governor that tithes are paid… I merely carry out his bidding.”
“My brother has issued no request for tithes” said Chook “any papers he signed were under duress.”
“Ah” replied the hybrid “you are mistaken but I will teach you the error of your ways.”
With a wave of his arm, Thorred and Chook were thrown backwards away from the hybrid; landing twenty feet away. Taters remained where he was.
“You will do as I command, reploid” said the Hybrid as he gazed at Taters.
“Why would I do that?” asked Taters and he smiled inwardly as the grin disappeared from the hybrid’s face.
“Because I demand it” said the hybrid and Taters could feel the pressure on his mind as the golden master spoke.
With a huge amount of effort, Taters replied “who are you to command the Crystal Saviour?”
The hybrid glared at Taters and he felt the pressure flood his mind.
“I am your master” said the hybrid “you are no Crystal Saviour.”
Taters was struggling under the pressure but managed to send a spike from his crystaline heel deep into the ground to anchor him to the spot. As he did so he felt a strange surge of power through his crystalline leg that spread through his body. His mind flooded with voices that spoke in a strange tongue for a few seconds before he could understand them and then he felt calm and the pressure was removed from his mind. He looked at the hybrid who was now staring in horror at Taters.
“I am afraid, that you are mistaken” said Taters and his words were said by a thousand voices “I am the Crystal Saviour.”
Although Taters remained still, it was like a veil was lifted from the lizards accompanying the hybrid. They stared at Taters and were stunned into immobility. From the desert behind him there was a loud roar and as the lizards watched, the largest Crystal Dragon they had ever seen swooped towards Taters and landed a few feet behind him. It looked to the sky and roared ferociously before stretching its neck forward and shedding a single scale that fell at Taters’ feet. It remained in position and just stared at the hybrid and his followers. Taters pointed at the scale and his finger extended to touch it. As soon as his finger met the scale it turned to liquid and flowed into his body; rushing to replace his only remaining mechanical limb. Once Taters was transformed, another spike splintered the soil and delved deeply into the earth. Taters felt the power flood into him and began to glow a bright white. He looked at the lizards and they immediately threw themselves to the ground in fear and worship. He looked at the hybrid and said “I have no master.”
The Hybrid stared in abject terror as the Crystal Dragon snapped forward and swallowed him whole before it beat its wings and flew off into the desert. Taters withdrew the spikes from the ground and he felt the voices slowly dissipate although he still felt imbued with an extraordinary level of power. He looked at the lizards on the ground and said “whom do you serve?”
“We serve the crystal Saviour” they replied.
“Then you will join my friends in the hab dome” replied Taters and he left to go and see if his friends were hurt from their fall.
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Re: Grymn Fluff - Rebirth Part 21
« Reply #46 on: June 22, 2012, 06:54:05 PM »
You see? I knew that was going to happen! :D
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Re: Grymn Fluff - Rebirth Part 21
« Reply #47 on: June 22, 2012, 07:02:43 PM »
You see? I knew that was going to happen! :D

Yes... but you didn't see what is about to happen :)
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Re: Grymn Fluff - Rebirth Part 21
« Reply #48 on: June 22, 2012, 09:39:25 PM »
Taters becomes the planet and flies it to libya?
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Re: Grymn Fluff - Rebirth Part 21
« Reply #49 on: June 23, 2012, 12:05:08 PM »
Exactly.
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