Starting May 10th ...

feeds@yuku.com (Jagwaar) — Mon, 30 Apr 2012 21:39:44 PST

Hello everyone,

On May 10th I will be leaving for Japan for 19 days. During that time, I'll have net access in most locations except the Nagano mountains, so I'll still be able to post, though chances are I won't be able to post every day. Just fyi.

Where it all began...

feeds@yuku.com (Bjorn) — Thu, 26 Apr 2012 17:47:49 PST

I would like to read through the early exploits of the Satori and her crew, but the locational (rather than chronological) organization of the forum is making it somwhat...troublesome to determine where the first plot actually began. I don't suppose anyone can provide some insight into the matter?

Handing off the Goods - 12/16, Late evening

feeds@yuku.com (BigDamnMod) — Wed, 25 Apr 2012 11:44:28 PST

Once he reached the bridge of the ‘Neko, Domnhall dropped himself into the pilot’s seat and immediately reached for the Cortex terminal, flipping a switch to bring the thing to life. Like many things on the ship, it was a jury-rigged piece of go se, and not for the first time, he wondered how Connor had gotten along with it for so long. He silently cursed his brother’s lack of attention to detail as the monitor shut down, causing him to slam his fist against the top. Reluctantly, it flared into life once more and Domnhal leaned forward to type in the Cortex ID of the man he wanted to get in touch with before it failed again. Sitting back in his chair, he waited with as much patience as he could muster for the wave to connect. When the image of his partner appeared on the screen, he gave the man a crooked smile.

“’Ello, mate,” Domnhall drawled. “Tell me, do you have our pretty little package in hand? I trust you’re treating...

Surprise Visit, Prime Minister's Private Residence, December 7, 2515

feeds@yuku.com (Bjorn) — Sun, 22 Apr 2012 23:01:39 PST

Cole Xavier Prescott shrugged off his overcoat and tossed it over the back of a kitchen chair as he made his way back to his private study. At six-foot-nine and two hundred and seventy pounds, the man was an imposing sight. Combined with the way he exuded confidence and power, it was little surprise to anyone when he was elected as Prime Minister of the Ango-Sino Alliance. It had been a particularly long day overseeing the squabbling delegates in Parliament, and he was looking forward to a stiff drink in the confines of his private oasis. Tugging lose his tie as he stepped into his sanctuary, he made his way over to the mini bar and poured himself a scotch. Turning, he stopped short, mouth agape in utter shock, and very nearly dropped his glass. There, sitting at his desk, was the last person in the 'verse he expected to see.

"Hiya, Pops," Frank said as he slowly rose to his feet and gave the elder statesman a mock...

Dear god, he's bigger than Yanko!!! Don't push his buttons.

feeds@yuku.com (Jagwaar) — Tue, 17 Apr 2012 22:31:58 PST

Hey everyone, please give a warm welcome to:

Bjorn!!!

Who joins us as MGS Franklin Augustus Bowman, the Satori's new gunhand!

...just in time for some imminent violence ;)

New Edo Spaceport, Gonghe. Mid day Friday, 12/16 (Open)

feeds@yuku.com (Bjorn) — Tue, 17 Apr 2012 22:21:09 PST

A burly black-clad figure slowly scrapped its way over loose rock and through thick scrub under the cover of darkness, carefully making its way along the ridge that formed one side of the valley below. A dozen and a half similarly dressed bodies followed behind silently, each armed to the teeth. Below them, the valley stretched out into the darkness like the gates to hell as streams of bullets filled the air and artillery rounds rained from the heavens. Pillars of fire erupted seemingly at random, and the cries of the wounded and dying filled the night, punctuated by explosions near and far.

MGS Franklin Augustus Bowman

feeds@yuku.com (Bjorn) — Tue, 17 Apr 2012 21:09:59 PST

Player Information

User Name: Bjorn
Email Address: striker8686@gmail.com
IM: AIM: milotora8686 YIM: bjorndragoon8686
Player's age: 25

Character Information

Name: Master Gunnery Sergeant, Ret. Franklin “The Hulk” Augustus...

My Apologies

feeds@yuku.com (Jagwaar) — Sun, 08 Apr 2012 21:11:56 PST

My show is in the final week before we dress and open. It's HUGE and it's taking all my time. It's more than stressful and making me meltdown over and over, which I usually don't do. I have a sabbatical proposal due on Friday, which I'm freaking out about as well. I have developed some awful pain in one of my feet, and walking is really difficult. I know I've been really crappy about posting, and I apologize to everyone, but I don't see it getting any better in the next two weeks. In fact, I'm sure it's going to get worse. So, my apologies all around, I'm going to be sporadic for the next two weeks, and I hope to be back to full steam soon.

Go Se Mission Command - 12/16 - Evening

feeds@yuku.com (Ben Campbell) — Sun, 01 Apr 2012 13:51:17 PST

As ordered Ben had thrown his stuff into the first empty crew quarters he could find and then headed to the common room. All the other times he had crewed on the Satori this was where the crew gatherings had happened. No-one else was present when he arrived so he went about making a pot of coffee and heating the urn figuring that those who had been to the party as guests may need a little non-alcoholic beverage and also he felt it was safe to assume that it was going to be a wee while before any of them saw their beds.

Feeling the tug of exhaustion himself he prepared a mug of strong black coffee and added some sugar before finding a place at the table to wait and see who else turned up.

Triage - 12/16 - Late Evening tag Yanko, Tal and Jasper D'

feeds@yuku.com (Lucian McCaul) — Sun, 01 Apr 2012 13:41:01 PST

Lucian had quickly changed into a pair of jeans and a long sleeved white t-shirt as he transferred the funds from his own personal accounts to Khalia's. He also sent a quick message to his family to make sure that they were safe and to get his brother to up the security on their nearest and dearest. Before heading back out of his quarters he also collected his pistol and pulled on a shoulder holster before sliding the door shut and making sure it was locked. The ship had picked up enough new folk to make security a priority.

He quickly made his way to the Satori infirmary, Enyo at his heels, her playfulness curtailed by the mood of her master. A quick verbal command had her sitting outside the medical room, her attention on the occupants. He wanted to get this over as soon as possible and get back to Khalia and get involved in the plans to get back their crew mates and her other loved ones. He planned on just patching the Dyton man up enough so that his life wasn't at...

Captain's Quarters - 12 / 16; late evening - M

feeds@yuku.com (Tojoyama) — Sat, 31 Mar 2012 15:22:19 PST

Les stripped down to his waist in nearly one clean tear off of shirt, jacket, and undershirt all at once. He pulled out the sink from the wall and washed up, first the ice cold water to snip off the remnant of the drunken state he had left. Quickly he cleaned up from belly to forehead. In less than a couple minutes he felt refreshed; stepped back to take stock of himself in the mirror.

A man who'd always known who he was. Now though, he'd been uncertain. The love of his life, a child on the way; his wife a captain, and now he was owner. Still though the roots clung to him. He was who always was. And the roots were a big part of him. He could walk away from the fisher's life, but the net of the filial swept out far. He was in it, willingly.

Which meant those that had made things personal would see the devil now. And if there was one thing that Satori held more than any other, it was devils. Domhnall Mac Tighearnáin would come to wish that he'd not cast his...

Dueling Pilots 12/16, Late Evening

feeds@yuku.com (Red) — Thu, 29 Mar 2012 19:07:44 PST

She tipped a lazy (but technically sound) salute at Red. “Don’t worry, no weapons.” She described a small box in the air with her hands. “I used to have a gun.” She wasn’t sure she liked the idea of referring to it as being a standard sidearm, not until she knew the temperament of the crew a little better. “Smart little thing, it was. Next planet we stop at, I’ll have to go looking. For something.” She wasn’t too choosy, she just wanted not to be unarmed.

"Sure, don't never mind none." Red smiled and nodded. Wasn't everyone used to using a firearm, and was better they didn't have a gun if they weren't comfortable with it. Besides, they had plenty in the arms locker, in case of...well, all the nonsense the Satori crew seemed to attract! "If ya need one, one'll be there."

With a curious frown, she peered into the room. Her room. A little plain perhaps, but it would have to do. She didn’t intend to be on board for long. “I...

IC Soundtrack

feeds@yuku.com (Skidiot) — Mon, 26 Mar 2012 17:06:04 PST

Ollie likes shuffle memes. So here is one. In case you've been living under a rock, here's how it works:

1. Open your library (iTunes, Winamp, Media Player, iPod, etc)
2. Put it on shuffle
3. Press play
4. For every question, type the song that’s playing
5. When you go to a new question, press the next button
6. Don’t lie and try to pretend you’re cool…because you’re not!

Opening Credits
Waking Up
Falling in Love
Fight Song
Breaking Up
Getting Over It:
Prom/Dance/Ball
Life's OK
Mental Breakdown
Driving:
Learning a lesson:
Deep...

Back to the Ship

feeds@yuku.com (Jagwaar) — Sun, 25 Mar 2012 14:29:22 PST
Hey everyone, the party's over, literally. There's a new thread started on the ship, but you're all free to spin off into your own threads while we regroup on the ship. We'll be receiving a couple more waves and that will help us determine the course of action for retrieving the missing crewmembers and passengers. So, have fun, get to know the new characters, be pissed about the kidnappings, whatever you like ;).

Dealing with the go se - 12/16 - late evening

feeds@yuku.com (Khalia Nyari) — Sun, 25 Mar 2012 14:26:57 PST

“I want this ship off the gorram ground the minute everyone is back on board,” Khal ordered, as she walked onto the Satori. As anxious as she was to get to one of the Cortex terminals on board, she wanted out of her monkey suit before being confronted with another one of Mac Tighearnáin’s ransom demands. She assumed it was his people that had taken Wyler, and her mind worked at the possible reasons as she walked through the cargo hold, and towards the stairs. No doubt it was a mistake, she decided. He had wanted his men to grab the young boy that had been part of his brother’s demise and, his people had simply mistaken Wyler for Charlie, which could mean that he was in terrible danger. Either he was a dead, a victim of Mac Tighearnáin’s anger at having gotten the wrong man, or he was going to be used as another pawn in his game of revenge.
"Newest security measure?" He (Ben) asked nervously, stepping out of the door way to let...

Examinining the Cargo - 12/16 - late - Tag Wyler, Li

feeds@yuku.com (BigDamnMod) — Fri, 02 Mar 2012 22:43:48 PST

“Well, who the fuck is this?”
Hands resting low on his hips, thumbs hooked into the well-worn leather gunbelt that clung there as if defying gravity, Domnhall Mac Tighearnáin sneered down at the semi-conscious figure that sprawled at his feet.
Behind him, two large men shifted uncomfortably. Both looked as if they had been ridden hard and put away wet, face and hands as grubby and filthy as their hair and clothing. One had a mule’s leg resting against his shoulder.
“Well?” Domnhall prompted, when no answer was forthcoming. The word was followed by a creak of leather and buckles as the men glanced at one another.
“It’s the boy you wanted, aye?” the man with the mule’s leg replied, nodding his head in the general direction of the prone figure. “The one from the gook party. Charlie Matchstick.”
Mac Tighearnáin made a face, which did nothing to improve his weathered features. ...

Bennett Mckenzie Campbell

feeds@yuku.com (Ben Campbell) — Sun, 19 Feb 2012 15:37:41 PST
Player Information
User Name: Dwgle
Email Address: Dwgle1@gmail.com
IM: Dwgle@yahoo.co.uk, Dwgle@hotmail.com
Player's age: 32

Character Information
Name: Bennett McKenzie Campbell
Aliases: None
Gender: Male
Birthdate/Age: August 8th 2495 / 23yrs
Homeworld: Aberdeen
Play By: Professor Green
Affiliation: Has no political beliefs
Location: Ghonge
Position: Travelling looking for any work.
Cortex Flags: None

General Appearance: 5ft 10 tall, lean athletic build, short blond hair, grey blue eyes. Carries a sidearm and a bowie knife when out and...

He's a Jack of All Trades

feeds@yuku.com (Jagwaar) — Sun, 19 Feb 2012 15:36:52 PST
Please give a warm welcome to Dwgle's new character

Ben Campbell!!!

Who will be joining us on the Satori as a crewmember

Two things ...

feeds@yuku.com (Jagwaar) — Sat, 18 Feb 2012 12:23:12 PST
Monday - Thursday, 2/21 - 3/1, I'll be in dress rehearsals for the first show of the semester. So, I'll be a bit slow this week.

Second, I went to see the doctor on the way home last night for a chest cold that was getting much worse, and I have bronchitis ... and pneumonia. On top of severe asthma. Whee. So, I'm going to be slow this weekend as well. In fact, I think I'm going to toodle off for a nap now. Hopefully, I'll get some posts in later tonight.

Happy Birthday to ...

feeds@yuku.com (Jagwaar) — Fri, 10 Feb 2012 16:45:34 PST
US!

Black Sun Rising is three years old today! My thanks to all the players that have and continue to make the board a success! In celebration, here's a Big Damn Cake - with crew!