#docky who

[sisterhoodofkarnliberated]

I thought the pose on Rose Tyler’s card looked a bit off but then I realised it’s clearly based off of the S1 Rose action figure who, like her Magic the Gathering card art, looks like she’s about to beat you to death.

[lord-of-the-time-wasters]

The doctor really said I wanna be silly oh no now I have to deal with the silly

[viewfromthelake]

When I'm sick but I want to say something to the group chat.

[corvia013]

I feel very nostalgic, so please allow me to share.

※　I use a translator! 　　Sorry if the English text is strange.💦

Thank you for all your ♥s!

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My favorite artist since childhood is crowdfunding. If you are interested, please take a look.

The Gregory Horror Show has won the hearts of fans for many years in the past as CG animation and games. I am one of them.

If you are interested, please search for the works ^^!

There is a little animation on YouTube.(´-ｂ-`)＜secret talk

This time zombies are the stars of the show and I sincerely hope that this project will work.

Of the items I have, I would highly recommend "Gregory Horror Show" and "Midnight Horror School" animations to my mutual followers. I am sure that these two cute and horror-inspired works will be of interest to you even if you are not familiar with their contents.

In Midnight Horror School, incarnations of beings forgotten by their owners and other humans study and train to "create wonders of the world" at a midnight elementary school.

The characters are mainly 26 characters in alphabetical order plus blank characters and many other attractive supporting characters (teachers　ect)

Personally, I love not only the world view, but also the interior of the school used by the students and the detailed furnishings are truly wonderful, and I wish I could have studied in such a school.

These character items were sold at convenience stores and stationery stores as an extra for Sharpie lead before the anime began.

The character on the left is Docky, a model of the human body in the science lab.

The girl on the right is Liddy - a forgotten organ sleeping in a storage room.

As I recall at the time, a mixture of characters from the Gregory Horror Show and Midnight Horror School were sold as extras, but I was unable to collect them all (they were very popular, and the cute faces sold out quickly), which left me a little disappointed.＾＾

Personally, I'd like to see this one reprinted and animated too!

Incidentally, the lead character in the Midnight Horror School is Hickey, in case you were wondering. This anime has quite a few characters who draw pictures, and they are cute for each…( *´艸｀)

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Now, the Gregory Horror Show, which is being crowdfunded, is a CG animation for adults, if anything. The story begins with a soul wandering out of a stressful society and ending up in Gregory House.

At the mercy of the creepy Gregory and his habitual guests, the protagonist struggles to escape the Gregory House. The result is…oops, no spoilers!

In the game content of the PlayStation 2, it's about the main character running away from the lodgers and recovering souls. If you are interested, please search for the actual Game.

The Gregory Horror Show is a trilogy, with chapters 1 and 2 being from the perspective of the souls who wandered into Gregory House. Chapter 3 begins with a taste of Gregory's own journey on the train, and the extra side animation stars Katherine the nurse lizard.

In fact, it was a work that was also made into a manga. I recommend this one as well!

The Gregory Horror Show depicts the darkness of the mind and the darker aspects and desires that humans are prone to. It also has a nihilism and black jokes, so I would recommend it to those who like that kind of animation…！

[urlocalmagicalcat]

okay okay so I got plagued with the idea of… pokemon teams for each mhs student… this might be put into three parts just like the planned mhs headcanons posts I’m slowly working on ;33 (or there will be more than just three parts)

this is going in random order depending on who I think of first��� enough with my rambling, let’s get to business;

Kabo

Pumpkaboo (Partner Pokemon)

Phantump

Gourgeist

Zorua

Docky

Pawniard (Partner Pokemon)

Duskull

Murkrow

Skarmory

Quicky

Rotom (Shiny, Partner Pokemon)

Klink

Ninjask

Porygon-Z

Yumyum

Garbodor (Partner Pokemon)

Whirlipede

Krokorok

Cutiefly

Tubee

Smeargle (Partner Pokemon)

Grimer

Nidorino

Usop

Grafaiai (Partner Pokemon)

Scraggy

Morpeko

[womanlives]

LORE DUMP: Merce's criminal org edition !

THE DOCKYARD SYNDICATE.

Otherwise known as dockies, docks, or dockworkers. Derogatorily referred to by rival organizations as rats or ship rats.

Originated as a loose collection of gangs around the mid-1950s in Kingshore (think: New York City). Banded together for your standard reason: joblessness, poverty, persecution. And drug-running, of course, especially through the ports. Their early years were extremely profitable, but bloody. The Syndicate grew too large too quickly, and its rather informal structure began to collapse.

After eliminating the largest of their rivals in a brutal, yearslong struggle — and taking heavy losses to boot — the Syndicate had its own form of quasi-revolution. One of its key members rose to prominence and established himself as the head of the Syndicate, with backing by several of the other primary powerhouses. He wasted no time in establishing his influence and reorganizing the organization into something much more structured and much more lethal. No more gangs. Now a cartel.

Their leader is known as the Patron. Under his rule, the Syndicate has grown widely in notoriety and influence over the decades. While its ‘official’ inner-circle members remain relatively small in number, it has a reputation for hiring on other gangs/organizations as needed. And burning them just as quick.

Current operation: slowly but surely develop footholds in all government structure(s) where they do business. Kingshore’s owned by them already in everything except name.

Rot-Eyes works exclusively for the Patron as his go-to killer.

The Patron is widely believed to have ordered the elimination of the Roses. Rot-Eyes doesn’t listen to anyone else.

OPTIONAL FOR SUPERNATURAL SETTINGS: In addition to your standard drug-fare, the Syndicate is the sole smuggler of a rare substance known as stardust, which is the magic equivalent of steroids. Discovered within the last decade, stardust is highly illegal, highly dangerous, and incredibly valuable. Its existence is a closely-guarded secret, as the Syndicate actively eliminates any competitor that tries to broach this market.

THE RATCATCHERS.

The Syndicate funds several of their best thieves and killers to act as ratcatchers. Ratcatchers are essentially recruiters who prey on the large population of impoverished children in the city. They offer food, safe places to stay, and basic sneak-training in exchange for these children to run their ‘errands.’ Errands can include everything from pickpocketing, causing a distraction, or even murder.

Most kids get caught, die, or try to form gangs of their own (which never last long). Those who stay with the Ratcatchers long enough are eventually passed off to smaller cells within the Syndicate’s network (ages ~13 to ~16). Or to wherever they will pick up a profit.

There have been six instances of ratcatchers trying to branch off with their recruits to establish their own gangs without the Patron's consent. All six were hunted down by Rot-Eyes. In spectacular fashion.

While invaluable to the Syndicate’s success, they are (rightfully) regarded within the organization with distrust and disgust.

Mercy was raised by a ratcatcher.

THE SILVER TIES.

A child branch of the Syndicate overseeing all money-laundering and public-facing operations. Run by a charming younger man named Benedict, who is the most recent to join the Patron’s inner circle.

The largest of the Syndicate’s ‘children.’ Launders money through cash smuggling (offshore banks), shell companies, trusts, round-tripping, but most importantly: cash-intensive businesses. The Silver Ties are the shadow owners of Kingshore’s most famous casino chain: the Golden Floors. (They also own parking structures, several bars and restaurants, and half of Kingshore’s beach resorts.)

The Golden Floors are large, multi-level casinos dispersed throughout Kingshore. All ground-level-and-up floors are public-facing and perfectly legal. But one out of every ten casinos operates underneath some random-ass building as a secret, clandestine location with a multi-tiered basement. The lower you go down, the more depraved — and illegal — the offerings.

Locked in a constant competition to curry favor vs the Blood Rats.

Dinks was a low-level member of the Silver Ties. 

THE BLOOD RATS.

The Syndicate’s enforcers. Run by an ex-military, ex-special forces operative who goes by Sam. He is the only person Rot-Eyes hesitates to fuck with.

Oversees weapons smuggling, countersurveillance, and security. Runs the Syndicate’s protection rackets (aka extortion).

Smallest of the Syndicate’s ‘children.’ It’s widely regarded as truth that the Patron only claimed control of the Syndicate in the first place because he had the backing of the Blood Rats behind him. They are considered the most loyal of all Syndicate factions.

Has access to military-grade arms and equipment — and sometimes even beyond. The Blood Rats don’t often have to roll out in force, but when they do, everyone fuckin’ knows it.

By and large regards the Silver Ties as wishy-washy corporate bitches.

Unlike most of the other Syndicate members, Sam has actually seen Dinks’ face. Worse: he remembers it, too.

THE ROSES.

Never officially a part of the Syndicate family, but came very close. An all-female gang with eight members, each named after one of the seven virtues. And Mercy. Their specialty was secret-thieving and surveillance.

Originated as a gift from the Patron to his favorite whore: Chastity, who founded the Roses. She targeted exclusively women in gangs and precarious situations to bring into her fold. Much of the Roses’ history is lost to the ashes, but within their short period of operation (~15 years), they skyrocketed to the top of the Syndicate’s ‘bitches to Be’ list, with Chastity acting as the Patron’s most beloved and most trusted confidante.

Then, one night, Rot-Eyes beat them all to death inside their hideout and burned it to the ground. And that was that. No more Roses.

The Syndicate has been in a state of slow but steady decline ever since.

[peniswizard69]

I think a key takeaway from Dockie Who 2023S1E8 The Empire of Death is that the power levels go Roger Ap Gwilliam > Sutekh > Davina McCall

[vole-mon-amour]

2x05, part 2.

Kaz is like, "Do I look like a person who's gonna do any of your nonsense?" And with those bruises, lmaooo. "My husband" what a sigh your 'husband' is, lmaooo. Again, she's the the only one who can pull that off. They can kinda flirt and are borderline romantic, but in reality they're such platonic pals. <3 I adore their relationship in the book.

WHEEZING. Only she can pull that off without punished for that, lmaoooo. I love how different her relationships are with Kaz and Inej. Inej is all sweet and can sleep with her head on Nina's shoulder. That's the partner she needs, not Kaz. Nina, however, can troll him as much as she wants, and will still stay out of his league. She's simply more powerful than he is and isn't intimidated by him even one bit.

I don't think Nina understands how hard this is for him. It's so rare for anyone to see the bare skin of his hands. I fully expected him to do what he is asked of without taking his gloves off. This is a very important moment. Such a rare sight. It feels weird, even, to see his hands with the gloves off.

It's like it's not even him.

Darling, put the gloves back on. :( My heart aches for him. They think it's all a joke until it's not. My question is, though, why didn't she try to slow his heartbeat? I don't remember anything about this in the book, unfortunately. She just felt how bad it was for him and maybe could've helped. But idk, if he's having trouble breathing, then the slowing his heartbeat would probably not help.

This is where I thought he'd fall into the water tbh. Bumping into so many people, with his hands bare, which also amplifies a panic attack. I'm glad Inej understood she needs to IMMEDIATELY back off. If they push that "I'll have you without your armor" bullshit, I'm gonna be very mad.

And for that moment, he's in a pile of corpses. He's five years old. Jordie is dead. He's alone in this world. He uses Jordie's corpse to stay afloat. And my heart breaks for him yet again.

Him sharing food with Jesper and Nina is so cute. Foodies. <3 I like their friendship.

Sharing those glances, that bond once again. <3 Kaz even shares a smile/a scowl with him. Jesper doesn't care. He'll endure whatever Kaz throws at him and still be so chill about it. "Now to the real talk, okie dockie?" And Kaz starts talking. Love it.

That's what I'm talking about. Wylan looks so unnatural. Baby, can you snap out of it please? On the other hand, maybe I should reread the book first before saying this. I don't remember if he's on the specter in any way. If he is, it's understandable. If he isn't, I'd love for him to be more alive and have more personality and be a valuable member of the Crows, like in CK.

WRONG. Big wrong. Oh, the book... What he felt for her, how he loved her. Matthias deserved better. ;_;

!!!

Nooo wayy??? That is truly something new. Get his ass!!

That's brutal. I don't wanna go there. I'm not ready. :(

The moment when Nikolai gives Alina his compass was nice. I remember from what I've read that they've become really good friends. I actually like seeing it in the show. I liked seeing this side of him, and it feels like they've cast a proper actor to play him? But i don't know much about him, so it's not up for me to decide. He's still good though, imo. The emerald though. It's for Zoya, isn't it? Don't remember how they end up there, but yeah.

That talk between Wylan and Jesper at the end. "Because it's not a blessing, it's a curse! And you have no idea what it's cost me." They did a lot of things about them wrong, but those words and encounters they have at their cores, both of them, had to be included. And I'm glad that they are.

Holy shit. So it IS in this episode. Jordie pulling him out, then drowning him back. It's 11 pm, I woke up at 6, how am I supposed to sleep now??? My goodness, I was waiting for this scene. Gifs!! I NEED GIFS!!!

[suckaysuamigos200]

después de tanto tiempo aquí les comparto a otro estudiante de mhs en gacha life

¡Aquí está quicky en Gacha life! ⌚😃Mezclé varios elementos de diseños de versiones humanos que le hicieron junto con el original pude hacer a el estudiante reloj con un moco en la nariz (no pude colocárselo), que siempre anda apurado y es mejor amigo de docky

¡Mas estan en camino!

¡Hecho con Gacha life!¡Disfruenlo! 😃❤️.

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After so much time here I share another MHS student in gacha life

Here's quicky in Gacha life! ⌚😃I mixed several elements of the designs of human versions that they made together with the original, I was able to make the student a watch with a snot in his nose (I couldn't put it on), who is always in a hurry and is best friends with docky

More are on the way!

Made with Gacha life!Enjoy it! 😃❤️..

[justadumbasskid]

I don't usually take wide, sweeping shots of my colonies, especially in the early-game. So you're just going to have to trust me when I say that I started this as a small tribal village, guarding a tiny island as if it were the holiest land in all the world. It has been their one and only home, it has seen the life and death of several of its inhabitants. Its defenders have shed their blood to shed the blood of attackers, and the island's soil has been enriched by their rot. It has been home.

But not anymore. While most of my colonists slept soundly in their Cryptosleep caskets; Cindy, Docky, and Gail were given the task of preparing the colony for the sendoff. Buildings were burnt to the ground, valuable items were given away, and all the precious, precious thrumbos had been released. I sealed away the rest of the prisoners and pointed coolers into their cell, which would freeze their bodies when they died of any manner of things.

Special thanks to Sam, our sniper extraordinaire. Armadillo, our melee berserker. Porcupine, a negotiator, and a great leader. Sloan, our masterful surgeon, who worked tirelessly to upgrade and augment our colonists and many others with bionic enhancements.

And Crigo, who although could not fight still worked endlessly on the homefront, the glue that bound us together. I had the thought of keeping these colonists, loading them up on one of the Carryall transports, and making an exodus to create a new colony in a better location, though I really didn't want to live with the tribal debuff to research anymore. Besides, they deserve a rest anyways.

That's about as far as I go in terms of goodbyes. All things considered, this colony went pretty well.

And that's it, end of story. The save has been deleted.

[sisterhoodofkarnliberated]

The devil works fast but Wikipedia editors work faster

[lord-of-the-time-wasters]

STRANDED ARRIVED ON DOCKY WHO DAY ヾ⁠(⁠ ͝⁠°⁠ ͜⁠ʖ͡⁠°⁠)⁠ノ⁠♪

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Inspired by I can read with my eyes shut by Dr. SEUSS  

SETTING: Through the small doorway, is a fully packed waiting room. The walls are painted the whitest white you’ve ever seen, except for the one wall with bright colorful swirls and alphabets. On the same wall were posters of different children cartoons with so many bright colors that could hurt one's eyes if they looked too long.  Right in front of that wall is a small playpen station with wood toy trains and cars. The carpet under the playpen is slowly deteriorating with tears of both parents and kids. Over away from the play area are blue plastic chairs lined up against the walls. Where agitated and anxious parents line up waiting for the news that crushes their souls every time. Right next to the doorway, is the reception desk, there sits a young girl with no care in the world, flipping through magazines with a large can of Soda Pop. While right in front of her, a mother is pouring her eyes out.

AT RISE: (The lighting shines upon a tiny little boy and his mother) The little boy is seated, taking less than half of the seat. With his tiny frame, he swings his tiny feet causing his curly brown 4c hair to drip out the curling cream his mother lathered in every strand. He hates when anything wet touches his face, specifically his ear. Which causes most of the shriek fests that results in neighbors calling the police every wash day. His mother next to him is his exact twin, the only difference is the dark circles forming under eyes from endless nights without sleep. Watching over her son, fear of him getting into something due to him not being able to sleep through the night. The little boy is now head first in the seat with his feet up against the back of the seat. 

He starts to yell

 THE LITTLE BOY 

MOMMY! MOMMY! I CAN READ IN RED. 

MOTHER

Devon bud what did we say about inside voices ?

DEVON

I CAN READ IN BLUE..(he takes a deep gulp of air) I CAN READ IN PICKLE COLOR TOO.

(with a great sigh, and with fake enthusiasm) 

MOTHER

Oh yeah bud! Who Taught you?

(completely ignoring her) 

DEVON

I CAN READ IN A CIRCLE ANDDD UPPYDIDDY DOWN!

(With that he swings his feet in a circular motion kicking his mom in the face. In shock she holds her face, and slowly she crumbles into herself. Her shoulders rattle against the chair as she silently cries. A Nurse comes out through the reception door and calls a name off her chart.)

NURSE

Devon Smith

(Devon rotates himself and runs up to the nurse looking up.His mother slowly follows behind. The nurse looks down and smiles.)

NURSE 

Follow me 

(They are led through a halfway full of rooms, until they reach the end of the hall. The nurse leads them into the room where the doctor is waiting.)

DOCTOR

Hi, Ms…(He looks down at the paperwork) Ms Smith and he must be Devon 

MOTHER 

Really good sir

She looks over at Devon who is lost in the wall of art on the ceiling.

DOCTOR

Okay, I see what you’re here for lets just go over a few basic things before we start te…

DEVON

I CAN READ PURPLE AND BROWN!

DOCTOR

OH can you? (he squats down to Devon) what else can you read?

DEVON 

You’re yellow and momma is Blue. Momma why are you blue?

MOTHER 

See, He’s been doing this for a while. 

(He gets up and shifts his attention to his mother)

DOCTOR 

Can I take Devon into the next room and speak to him alone? 

MOTHER 

Sure 

(The doctor leads Devon out the room. His mother sits nervous, biting her nails, not sure what to do with herself. The next few minutes will change her world…if it’s exactly what she’s thinking. For what seemed like hours and hours ahead, Devon peeks his head through the side of the door. )

DEVON

DOCKY WANTS TO TALK TO YOU!

MOTHER 

Devon inside voices 

(She gets up,picks up Devon, plops him on her hip  and walks out the room. There stood the doctor with notes and a file.)

DOCTOR

 Let’s go to my office

(He leads them to his office where he shuts the door and slowly heads to his seat..)

Ms Smith, After testing for the past 2 weeks, we have reason to believe that Devon has the early signs of Autism and Synesthesia. I assure yo

(There Mrs Smith lets out a sob that's been held in her throat for the past 2 long weeks, her skinny shoulders shaking her whole frame in the small couch.  She opened her mouth but no words came out)

DEVON  

Momma don’t be red 

(He turns to the doctor ) 

I CAN READ WITH MY EYES SHUT 

DOCTOR

If you read with your eyes shut you’re likely to find that the place where you’re going is far far behind

[milfbro]

such a shame that doctor who only had four seasons isn't it :( it was such a nice show why didn't they make more :(

[starr-fall-knight-rise]

HASO, “Take Me to Your Leader.”

I hope you guys are all having a great week, and I hope you enjoy the read.

Captain Kell sat in his room's boots up on the small desk space as he watched the news report filtering in from over the feed.

“Early this morning the chairwoman of the UN has announced a state of emergency and launched a formal investigation into the attempted assassination of the GA’s Admiral Vir. This all comes in response to the announcement by UN president late last night  that they were unable to identify connections to any internal terrorist organizations after a woman was caught attempting to assassinate the Admiral during one of his speeches two months ago. The failed assassination was thanks to 25 year old marine Angle Ramirez who dove in front of the bullet for his commanding officer, and is now (as his family claims) fully healed and back to work. Since the incident, GA and UNSC leaders alike have encouraged Admiral Vir to stay away from earth as much as possible and remain on his ship until further notice.  At a request from one of our journalists yesterday morning, he agreed to a statement from his ship the Omen.”

There was a flickering on the screen as a face appeared  on the news feed. It was, somewhat from a distance, and the lens seems grainy from radiation interference, but the man seen was tall and blond and had one green eye though he was wearing an eyepatch. Captain kell thought he looked a little more lean than the admiral, but it was hard to tell with all the distortion.

When the man began to speak there was something missing in the voice as well, but it would hardly be noticeable.

There was a knock at his door and he quickly threw his feet down from the desk walking over to throw the door open and step outside into the hall. Angelo was waiting for him there and without saying a word the two of them walked down the long hallway and to the planning room.

Mace was still discussing with some of the other men and women there., and Geea and Beatrice were still loitering at the back.

Captain Kell couldn’t keep the distaste from his thoughts as he looked at the two of them. There was a prime example of toxic love if he had ever seen it. The two were clearly partnered or, at the very least, dating, but he had never seen two people who enjoyed pissing each other off as much as they did. WIth them there was plenty of jealousy and mistrust to go around. And as for Geea’s views on Drev religion, well they were backwards to say the least.

He had seem the same sort of fanaticism in certain shamed drev generals after the war, radical, and suicidal almost in nature.

She had no real idea what the meaning of the new law was.

As soon as he walked in the two women turned to look up at him, their arms crossed over their chests. Beatrice was playing with some big ass knives like that was likely to impress anyone, but really all he saw was some crazy asshole whose parents probably didn’t give her enough attention when she was a kid.

He sad down at the table.

Geea leaned forward expectantly.

“Setting course/”

He turned his head to look up at her, “Yes, setting course to whatever cesspit of corruption spawned you.”

Geea pulled back, “Excuse me, but we hired you for a job, not for insults.” One of her hands reached for the weapons on her belt, but Noble stepped forward spear at the ready. He was a good foot taller than she was, and he knew for a fact he was probably a better warrior. He had a natural talent for it.

He leaned back in his seat, “You hired me for a job and now expect me to fling my dead corpse at the Omen like my ship is going to be able to handle that.” he shook his head, “You hired me which means we are going to do this MY way, which means we are going to do it quiet, and we are going to do it proper. That means NONE of this comes back on me. If we show up at the omen right now and bust down their doors, we are going to get atomized by two platoons of marines and an entire clan of Drev. LEts not also forget that the Admiral Isn’t exactly going to be easy to just kill.” Captain Kell waved a hand wildly, “He has a fucking Drev SAINT on his crew, that is hardly something I think I want to deal with.” he shook his head, “No no, this is going to take me a lot longer to plan, and it is going to require a lot more material that I don’t already have.”

Geea bristled in impatience and indignation.

“I am not going to throw my life away for this mission, and if you want to push that, than I will throw you out of the airlock faster than you can say, “please captain, please I was just being a whiny little bitch.” The room was silent around Geaa’s seething, but he paid her no mind. She didn’t exactly scare him.

She was a minor player in the black market at best, and the way she moved told him she was no great shakes as a warrior either. Probably used to fighting humans so developed a habit of using brute force to overcome them with her height. As for Beatrice, he had a feeling that she made up for skill mostly in unpredictability and sheer fury.

Anyone can look scary if they scream real loud and flail their knives at you.

The way their crew behaved was enough to tell him as  much. No one on the ship really respected them, and Geea ruled mostly out of ear, her men were not as loyal to her as she thought they might be, and he had a feeling that, for the right price, he could buy them off if he wanted.

He rested his palms flat against the table before him, “You understand if I am going to do this I am going to need all the right equipment. You want the man gone but I want it to look like some freak disappearance The last thing my crew needs is the long arm of the GA down on our heads.” he shook his head, “No we need to do this strategically, and we need to do this quietly, and we are going to start by getting the tech we need to pull this off without being seen.”

He turned to look at the two of them, “I am assuming that you two know where I can get those sorts of things…. Under the radar.”

Geea crossed her arms over her chest, “And YOU don’t. You are a pirate after all.”

“Yeah, I generally tend to STEAL from other people and sell it to middle men. I don’t generally tend to buy any of the goods.”

Geea  stood, waiting for a long moment before finally uncurling her hands in annoyance, “Fine, Fine, but we make this quick.”

He nodded his head once and motioned her to continue on following her up and to the bridge where he watched her set a course.

He tried to make it look like he wasn’t watching her, but in the back of his mind he was quickly memorizing the coordinates that he saw appearing on screen. Granted he did have a bot installed that should copy it for him, but you can never trust technology to do exactly what you expect it to do.

When she was done, he moved forward and slid into the Captain’s chair, familiar with the machine as he prepared it for a warp sequence.

Despite him being very familiar with this ship, more than one time he found himself accidentally reaching for controls that weren’t there. He cursed his muscle memory, though he forced the ship into doing what he wanted, alerting the crew to the imminent warp before he could accidentally kill one of them by sheer freak accident.

Geea watched him from behind.

He knew she didn’t much like him.

That was fine by him. She wasn’t exactly the kind of person that he would want to be liked by.

They came out of warp a few moments later with a hard lurch through the internal dampeners were doing their job to avoid smearing him across the front windscreen like window pizza.

She walked up to stand beside him and rested her hand of the chair, the gesture reminded him of someone else, and it felt wrong to have her do it, though he tried not to show his discomfort.

“Just beyond that asteroid.”

Captain Kell raised an eyebrow. This was all very interesting. Here he was thinking they would end up back on Noctopolis, for he had been sure that that was the hub of all pirate activity in the universe, but he guessed not. As they came around another asteroid, his eyes fell on a large chunk of rock that must have been over ten miles wide in his shi[s estimation, and from here he could already see the hive of docking ports and extending protrusions built into the rock.

He blinked in awe at the glittering blue lights and the hive of activity surrounding the massive asteroid.

Ships flew in and out through open docking bays landing here and there on extending arms. Good were moved by silent crane arms through space as add ons were constantly being made by men in space suits scurrying over the rock. The palace was…. Amazing at the same time it was an absolute disaster of engineering. You would never see something like tat made by the GA or UNSC, but from here he could see plenty of influence from all parties.

As they flew closer, they were absolutely dwarfed by the massive rock, and it’s protruding arms. All around him he saw human building techniques, and Tesraki logos stamped on almost everything as they moved forward. Massive viewing screens were all around them doing advertisements on things would would never have seen on a location run by UNSC or GA interference.

The one to his right was some sort of bootleg pill for weightloss, while, on the other side, someone was advertising some kind of flamethrower. The screen above that was giving the specs for the newest design in railgun technology.

His eyes were wide as he stared at all of it, and his heart began to race fast inside his chest.

Now THIS was awesome.

Being a space pirate sure did have its perks.

Over the radio feed static rolled in and out as the broadcasts from the different advertisements tried to pick up his frequency.

But one voice came in clear and crisp above all others, “Unknown aircraft. Identify yourself.”

“This is the Infinity requesting docking.”

There was a momentary pause over the other end of the line, as their ship was likely scanned before, “Docking permission granted, please proceed to hanger E docking space 6.”

He did as ordered, flying his ship down to the entrance of the docking bay, where he was ordered to slow, and then a large mechanical hand grabbed them around the hull and pulled them further into the asteroid.

They were dragged inside a ways, though he could definitely have flown in himself, and eventually sat down on E6. 

There was a sharp jolt as they made connection with the airlock, and he stood rom his spot, turning and walking past Geea and towards the cargo bay where his men were waiting. He looked at them each in turn, making slow eye contact with them.

“You know what to do?”

There was a nod as they recognized the true words behind his eye contact, and they quickly moved into pairs of two discussing which piece of “equipment” they were looking for.  It likely wouldn’t take them long, but he didn’t expect that part of their mission to take that long anyway.

Following after them, he was accompanied by Geea, Beatrice and Noble as they walked out into the tube and finally, into the absolutely massive atrium of the hidden Pirate city.

He had to stop, he just couldn’t help it, it was like nothing he had ever seen before, and his mind just couldn’t wrap itself around the massive room full of people and billboards and holograms. There were railed transports on the floor, and there were vendors selling strange food at every turn. It might have been any normal metropolitan area if it weren’t for the sort of advertisements for weapons, and strange illegal creams.

There was one place that was advertising body modifications….. With a ten percent discount if you got the limb removed with them as well.

On another wall someone was advertising a new mechanical eye. The technology hadn’t been released to the public yet, but the features…. Well the features were amazing. He found himself dragged in and rendered mostly stunned. They had him hooked by the first demonstration.

He wanted a cool new mechanical eye.

But Geea grabbed him by the shoulder and shook him, “Aren’t we supposed to be doing something.”

Angrily he frowned and held up a hand turning on her with his eyes narrowed.

He prodded her in the chest in a show of dominance towards her. Letting her know that he wasn’t afraid of being insulted or intimidated by someone  like her. To him she was nothing.

“Look, I’m not stupid. I know that this genius little assasination attempt wasn’t your idea, so right here and right now, you better take me to the asshole who set you up for this is you can color me gone. I don’t work through third parties.” He prodded her in the chest again with one finer, “I don’t trust them.”

The Drev stared down at him with absolute rage and consternation.

“Don’t touch me.” She hissed.

He prodded her again, “Just try and stop me.”

She reached for his hand, but he caught her by the wrist and twisted it. He knew the way Drev joints worked, so he knew exactly what NOT to do. She howled in pain and Beatrice moved forward to help, but a spear to her throat by Noble was enough to stop her in her tracks.

“Show me your boss, or your girlfriend becomes a kabob, your choice.”

There was a sharp growl and finally Geea agreed, taking her hand back with some measure of pain and annoyance, “Fine, fine…. Follow me.”

She stalked away grumpily and Noble kept an eye on beatrice as the were led further into the station.

The captain kept his head turning this way and that distracted by the bright and colorful ads, advertising things that he wanted, and some things that he didn’t.

To his surprise, more than once he saw advertisements for Iron eye Knockoffs. He would have dared get a procedure done on this back alley asteroid, but it was still quite shocking. This air of shock continued along with him as he was led down through the darkness and into the tight passages and tunnels of the Asteroid.

Eventually Geea stopped in front of a door and knocked once.

The camera above the door whirred and looked down at them. Geea waved to it and with a hiss it finally opened.

They were led into a small waiting room with pristine little couches as if he was expecting to see a doctor at any moment, but after a few minutes of sitting another door opened and they were allowed through into the next room.

Geea told him to stay put as she was led behind yet another door.

Not to be left Behind, Beatrice followed after, giving him the opportunity to slip over to the door and quickly deploy a small circular camera which used technology unknown to him to see through the door. 

It streamed directly into his fake eye as he closed the real one, and glanced around the room.

He could hear voices, and enhanced the sound of his implants.

“Did you get the assassin.”

“Yes, but there have been some, hiccups.”

“What might that be?”

“He is insisting on meeting his employers.”

The voice seemed almost bored with the idiot pirates, “Then let him meet someone, he doesn’t have to know. Jerah over there will do just fine.”

He turned his fake eye towards the source of the voice falling on some sort of hologram. He quickly looked up just as Geea was turning back towards the door.

He managed to make it up to the person’s face, a Rundi, how str-

Then he froze in shock and disbelief.

Geea reached towards the door, and it was only with a swift movement he was able to pull his camera away in time an leap from the door as she stepped from the room.

He tried to keep the horror and shock on his face in check as he was led into the room to meet his “employer.”

He didn’t care though.

He knew the truth.

There was plenty of evidence on that camera. Evidence that the chairwoman of the GA had ordered his assassination.