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capeandcowllogs2013-04-21 09:25 pm
capemods) wrote in capeandcowllogs2013-04-21 09:25 pm
THE GOTTALA XES THER
WHO: ImPorts.
WHERE: Gottala Xes Ther of TíraFórsae.
WHEN: April 21st 2013 noon to April 25th 11:59 PM.
WARNINGS: Possible violence, gore. Possible invasion of privacy.
SUMMARY: Off-world adventure on EARTH KLADSUO834LKSFDLKJ8718=LAJD
FORMAT: Whatever.
[It translates roughly into the "storm lover", something you might pick up on if you're exposed to lower cant. And that's a fairly accurate description of this Gottala: the Xes Ther is smaller and swifter than your average city-ship, keeping never more than 374 individuals aboard. Its housing is clean but minimalistic, its gardens have no decorative value: only essential nutrients are grown. There is a heavier reliance on fishing upon this Gottala, and no sight of field-fed livestock that is common on others. No beef, no poultry, no pork.
Just fish.
And sprawls of laboratories.
Laboratories that connect like honeycombs: they octagon sprawl into each other, forming larger segments of the same structure. And in these labs? Storms are made. Or, more precisely: the effects of weather patterns are mimicked and induced. Xes Ther is a craftsman city-ship, and all of its members contribute to creating, controlling and selling weather-born energy.]
WHERE: Gottala Xes Ther of TíraFórsae.
WHEN: April 21st 2013 noon to April 25th 11:59 PM.
WARNINGS: Possible violence, gore. Possible invasion of privacy.
SUMMARY: Off-world adventure on EARTH KLADSUO834LKSFDLKJ8718=LAJD
FORMAT: Whatever.
[It translates roughly into the "storm lover", something you might pick up on if you're exposed to lower cant. And that's a fairly accurate description of this Gottala: the Xes Ther is smaller and swifter than your average city-ship, keeping never more than 374 individuals aboard. Its housing is clean but minimalistic, its gardens have no decorative value: only essential nutrients are grown. There is a heavier reliance on fishing upon this Gottala, and no sight of field-fed livestock that is common on others. No beef, no poultry, no pork.
Just fish.
And sprawls of laboratories.
Laboratories that connect like honeycombs: they octagon sprawl into each other, forming larger segments of the same structure. And in these labs? Storms are made. Or, more precisely: the effects of weather patterns are mimicked and induced. Xes Ther is a craftsman city-ship, and all of its members contribute to creating, controlling and selling weather-born energy.]
no subject
I've worked with swords with electrical elements before, but that's not really what you're asking.
[But he crouches by the lightning rod and the box at its base.]
But that's only in combat. Outside of it, I've certainly tinkered with such wiring.
[He touches the box, carefully avoiding the wires themselves until he knows more. Trace--on. The picture that appears in his head is shadowy and far more vague than usual, but--]
Yeah, I can work with this.
no subject
[Jack stands up and moves in front of the rod and the box Archer is working on. In front of them, the mer-apes have closed with the crew and the hose is spraying aimlessly as its operators fight for their lives hand-to-hand, desperately swinging wrenches and axes at the jaws snapping around them. Some of the monsters have seen the ImPorts too, and have broken off from the fray and headed toward them. Jack clutches his harpoon and readies him.]
Heads up, we're going to have company! I'll hold them off as long as I can!