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Post by FBOMB, all of them. on Oct 25, 2010 19:16:00 GMT -6
The BOMBs, they have a long and complicated history. Based off of a human who was captured/volunteered for this opportunity. His basic DNA, features, and memories are in ever BOMB. The idea of a teen Cylon stuck many as a great weapon. With a few problems with their programing, their projection turned into something else. Something that the human base had. Old Armor--------------------Current Armor Made by Atomicpunk (My first Bomb drawing) Records of the First BOMB before the war are missing. When the war started, he just appeared. Taking the role of head security of The Cylon Legion. This BOMB became more of a threat than before. With the introduction of new Basestars, the BOMB took a position commanding one. Not being able to trust other Cylons with the job of security, the birth of the second BOMB took place. With the new Commander rank of a Star that had little action. The first bomb, or One, began to explore the possibilities of projection. Discovering that this ability had no limit, he began to experiment with these powers. When the New Earth fleet began to gain attention, One decided to send a bomb to keep tabs on the new fleet. Thus, the third bomb was created. Records up to this time show that One, is three years of age. Information on his actions at this time are very vague. At some point, a forth bomb is created. Information on the forth is missing, but he has been reported killed in action. Before Four's death, a fifth bomb was created. Problems with his creation led to a tremendous rage. This bomb was given a small basetstar, and sent to the Armistice Station. Around this time, the Legion had been split apart. There is a lot of missing data on One. Years passed before he was reported brining the Seventh bomb to the basestar Uriel. No information has been recorded of the Sixth bomb. After leaving Seven, there's a gap of where One could be. Several attacks took place on human battlestars, where entire fleets were wiped out. There is no exact location on the first BOMB at the moment.
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Post by FBOMB, all of them. on Dec 27, 2010 0:10:10 GMT -6
Any image of the Second Bomb let alone most information about him is unknown and or classified to anyone but other Bombs. They know what he wears to distinguish himself, and how he acts. What little the public knows is that he ran security for The Cylon Legion. After the Legion dispersed he never took another job. With One's interactions with Atomicpunk, Two learned about all the different types of code used. Centurions, Raiders, even Basestars, Two has put a fail safe into everything for the other Bombs. Mostly due to the few rogue Cylons that posed a threat to the Legion. Two rarely leaves the sight of his duties and takes his work very professionally. He has so for years.
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Post by FBOMB, all of them. on Dec 28, 2010 19:19:46 GMT -6
Old Armor-------------------Current Armor Almost all of the information on the third Bomb is public. Created about two years about, he was first seen at the New Earth Base. This base was and still is peace zone for the war. The Humans and Cylons who lived at this base lived there in peace. Ran bye a Human, Slade, Three was allowed to join their group. After Three established his living there, he left and came back with a new kind of Basestar. Twice the size of the normal stars, and all of the points were bent in one direction. There at the New Earth base, Three and his star the "Ajna" stayed. When almost all of the members of New Earth readied to move to the Colonial Command fleet, Three stayed behind. He was programed to watch over the base for the Cylons, and he'd become fond of the base and the people there. Learning new emotions from the humans, things the rest of the Bombs look down at him for. Slade promoted Three to Chancellor of New Earth. He stays there now, with just a few members in the base. But it is open to all and Three stays neutral to the war. A scientist collecting data about every planet he can.
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Post by judgementofsaturn on Dec 31, 2010 1:20:08 GMT -6
Its nice to know my place at he Ajna was ignored commander.
Dusted the place out since the last time we sparred there?
And to your brothers, its an honor to see members of our race still here.
also slade was zeusanders, or is that still a secret?
*smiles*
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Post by FBOMB, all of them. on Dec 31, 2010 9:10:12 GMT -6
Well, since I thought you were STILL AT NEW EARTH. When I started RPing Three's story I was going to crown you. I didn't know you were here dude. O God if there's secrets I don't know about I should probably be pm'd about these. You should change your status around. Since you were the last person on that old site, you became Three's right hand man. You now represent all the Cylons at the New Earth Organization. We're like a galactic hotel company. Rolf.
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Post by FBOMB, all of them. on Dec 31, 2010 22:53:51 GMT -6
The forth F-BOMB, Four, was sent to a Battlestar as a spy. While there he feel in love with a girl and became almost human. Knowing not his mission or what race he was, his mission was about to fail. One got what he wanted to get by using Four, and attempted a rescue mission when the Humans found out about Four. During the escape Four's lover was killed, Four killed himself in front of the other Bombs. Officially he was killed during the escape. Five was created off of One's coding. A mistake during the process gave him a very quick temper which lead to his mission. He was station at the Armistice Station, with a Mini Star. He has since there stayed at his position, and only left twice. Since his second leave of the Station he has not returned. There is absolutely no data on The Sixth Bomb.
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Post by FBOMB, all of them. on Jan 1, 2011 0:39:15 GMT -6
Seven, the seventh bomb, is the last bomb to me created. Sent to the Basestar Uriel he took the job of Centurion Commander. There he would protect the star and lead the Centurions when under attack. One of his most vital missions was to retrieve a half breed child from the humans. The offspring of BobbyScars, who was half human half cylon at the time, and Skulbaka. Going undercover was necessary to the mission's success. Something the Bombs try to keep secret is their identity, Seven felt this way during the mission. Before taking off he had a Centurion roast it's hand in a Heavy Raider's engine. Then grabbed hold of Seven and burnt any facial recognition out of the picture. The mission went perfectly. When the party got back to the Uriel the star was attacked and had to Jump out of the area due to damage. No information on Seven, or the child has been recorded since.
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Post by FBOMB, all of them. on Jan 1, 2011 9:31:52 GMT -6
All of these stories follow the Third Bomb. Originally started October 24, 2008.
The Awakening.
There was no before the war for myself, or for any of the other F-BOMB’s. We were made for the war. There are about 25 F-BOMB’s on record, activated. There could be more. Since, the F-BOMB unit was created on the Cylon Legion, most of them are there. Only I am here, I am one of the 3 Humanoid F-BOMB’s. The other two humanoids, and the rest are at the Legion. The other F-BOMB’s are mostly security centurions, made to protect the legion. Then, one commander centurion who leads them all. Last, a gold centurion that is plugged into the Legions security at all times. Back to the other Humanoids. One wears a leather jacket, black jeans, shoes, and a black cowboy hat with a red feather on it. He is the second F-BOMB humanoid to be created. The first commands the 107. He, like myself, wears a special armor. I am the third F-BOMB humanoid to be created. I awoke, out of the Cylon creation cells. I saw three other empty cells next to me. I saw a pile of clothes, sitting next to the cell. There was a belt with a six shot, single action revolver on the pile. I felt like this was mine, I took it. I did not know how I got where I was, or where, but I knew where everything was. I left the creation room, and walked to a Heavy Raider bay. I walked into it, and had a set of coordinates stuck in my head. I flew the raider into space, and type in the coordinates. Then I looked back at where at I came from. It hit me, I was at the Cylon Legion, then hit the FTL drive. “I need to think, where the hell am I going?” I remembered that Kona had sent me a message about joining some new force. Where humans and cylons worked to find a new home. That Slade wanted me there, and I was going to join. “This doesn’t make sense. I just came out of a creation cell, I was just activated. So, why do I remember these things…..Who the hell activated me?” I sat there, and tried to remember more. A loud noise came over the radar. The FTL drive had stopped, and I was in front of a fleet. The comm. link came up… Slade-”Who is this, and why did you come here?” “It is The F-BOMB, what happened Slade, I thought I was wanted here?” Slade-”Yeah you are, we never expected you” “I am here to serve” Slade then helped me along this New Earth fleet. It was very strange to think that humans and cylons would work together. But I didn’t care for the prejudice that much. I felt naked in just clothes. The only thing on my mind was a proper suit of armor. While working on the armor, I had over herd Slade and Kona talking about a bigger fleet, needs for more Star Commanders. I asked, and was told that, since I commanded the 107, I could Command whenever I created a Star. I finished the suit some weeks after that, and started designing the new star.
Creating a new Star (Oct 25, 2008)
Walking through a Basestar, I here the intruder alert. The ship is under attack, ahead of me is a squad of humans.
Human Private-”There’s the 107 commander” Human Sergent-”Attack at will”
My armor is hit in multiple places. I run, and unleash my extending sword. I cut one’s arm off, then another’s head. I am shot in the arm, then the other in several places, my left arm rips off. I lay on the floor, raise my right arm, and begin to shoot my wrist gun. I shot one, then my gun is shot off my arm.
Sergeant-”You took out half of my squad you f**king toaster” “That’s why I’m The F-BOMB you milk sucker” Sergeant-”Lets see who is behind the helmet?” They take my helmet off, and I let them. They seem confused… Sergeant-”Your just a kid, how are you a commander?” “What’s wrong, feel bad about killing a kid? Well you won’t ever feel bad again.” Sergeant-”How so?” “My suit, it has a self destruct device, for when things like this happens.”
A great screech comes from the armor in my suit. Then, the suit explodes, when the smoke clears, there is no trace of the 107 commander. The Sergeant, and the other two humans are dead. The F-BOMB’s identity was keep from the humans. “Ah, what the fu** was that”
I looked about me, in front of me were designs for a new basestar. I had fallen asleep, all of it was a dream. But, I felt like all of that had actually happened. When I had came out of the creation pod, at the Legion, there was three others. There might be two other F-BOMB’s “Could I be sharing memories with another F-BOMB? O well, I need to finish this design.”
I went to Slade, with the unfinished design, and asked if I could leave NE to get help with the design. Slade-”so, you need help with the star? You didn’t need help with your suit. A wrist gun, a expanding shield, and those spikes” “The spikes are big explosive tip bullets. And well I had made one suit before….I think” Slade-”What do you mean, you think?” “Don’t worry about it, can I take a Heavy Raider and go out for help?” Slade-”The one you took from the Legion is still here. That’s yours for as far as I care” “Thanks, I’ll see you when I’m done.”
I left, hopped into the raider, and went on my way. I searched for days, trying to get where I wanted. I finally found a base, and flew into it. I found a Cylon, behind a desk. The walls were covered with blueprints of stars, clyon units, raiders, and many medals, for humans and cylons. “Well, it took me days, but atomicpunk, you’re a hard cylon to find.” Atomic-”F-BOMB, what are you doing here?” “I need some help, and I know your have the expertise I need” Atomic-”What do you need help with?” “A new Hades class star, here’s what I have so far. All it really is, is a basic shape, and the inside of the star. I have weapons and other things on other sheets. Do you think you can help?” Atomic-”Lets get working”
We had worked for a month on the Star. It was a very incredible speed for a Star to be made. But Atomics cylons are very good at making parts. We also designed a MKII of the Hades class, but there’s no need for it yet. Attomic gave me some cylons to help with the journey back. I expressed my deepest gratitude, and went on the star. “Sh##, already headaches from the new systems” Cylon-”Are you ok, sir?” “I’m fine #23, lets try out the new FTL drive. 3, 2, 1, launch!”
The Mission (Oct 26, 2008)
I’m sitting at my desk, as the intruder alarm is going off. Fiddling on the computer, trying to do something.
“F##king security turrets, activate!”
The door to my office opens.
Brightblade-”Sir, the 107 has been boarded by humans, and the Legion is about to be invaded as well.” “What happened to the 107 F-BOMB” Brightblade-”We thinks he’s dead sir, there’s no trace of his body”
I smile, I knew exactly what happened.
Brightblade-”What are you laughing about, that was your first, he’s dead” “He’s not dead! ProtoypeCEHD and him made a very special system on the 107. F-BOMB is not dead…..Finally, the security turrets are finally on line. All the humans in the Legion will be taken care of. Wait…”
I see in the creation cells section of the Legion mainframe, there is an intruder. It is in the F-BOMB section, a human is trying to override the cell computers!
Brightblade-”Sir, there are intruders coming down this hall”
I look at one of my best security officers, and turn to the wall. Open 5 different panels on the wall.
“Shotgun, Assault rifles, pistols, new prototype pistol rifle, explosive knives, take you pick Bright”
I Pick up one of the shorten shotguns.
“All I need is this, my sword, and my six shot, single action revolver. I will see you here when the intruders are taken care of. I have to go to the creation cells. Protect the Legion at all cost’s. Now move out!”
I saw Brightblade pick up an Assault rifle, and go down the hall. Then I herd the suffering of humans. I walked down to the creation cells, and ran into some intruders.
Private-”There’s the Senior Security F-BOMB! Kill him!!!”
I love old westerns, so the pistol it was. Two humans down, with a bullet between the eyes. I went down the last hall, and opened the creation cells door. I find one of my arch rivals sitting at the computer.
Cylon-”Commander, we are at New Earth”
I’m back on the new Hades class star
“Sh## I feel asleep again. Hale Slade so he knows not to fire on us”
When I talk to Slade, he tells me I have some crew. Sub Commander Kilshot, CAG Icecap, and Sergeant Kane.
“Ok, your all new to this star. There is not much to know about it. It’s like most stars, now about this command. If none of you like it here, you can ask me for a transfer, or talk to me about the problems. I hope I don’t loose any of you in our missions. We do have a mission, and it will start tomorrow. It is a 3 day trip to a planet, the planet has a desert that is good for one of our weapons that needs to be tested. Well, today’s yours, go to other stars or stay here. Be here at 12:00pm, is that understood?”
The new crew said, “Sir yes sir”, and went to there different ways. I went to the training room, and meditated about the coming mission.
How he was Made (Oct 27, 2008)
Human-”What the hell, these toaster’s have to make fracked up computers. Terminate all future units!!!” “I wasn’t expecting you here.” Human-”Yeah, well besides destroying the Legion. We need to take out important cylons. You’re my target.” “I’m so glad you love me so much” Human-Yeah, that’s why I’m going to throw this grenade into the cells. Because I can’t stand anyone else to have you but me”
I smiled, and laughed inside at his wit.
“I see you have a pistol there, lets draw”
He looks, and see’s that I have a revolver, while he has a clip pistol. ”Very well”
We draw, I had four shots left. I shot him in his hand, his other hand, his left shoulder, then the right shoulder. He dropped the gun, and fell to the floor. I looked at him, and spun the pistol back into my holster.
”Finish it, you have more bullets on you belt. Or do me in with the shotgun, or your sword.”
“Believe it or not, we F-BOMB’s enjoy our rivalry with you. We don’t want you to die, for then who will be left? Merlin, please, he’s just a nuisance. I have a machine that will wipe your mind of this whole thing. I might send you back to CC. But first, lets see what you did to the cells.”
I went on the computer, the third cell had a count down on it.
“Just like humans, you didn’t prevent more of me, you just added the last variety of me.”
I took him by the shirt, and threw him out the room. He looked at me on the floor, with a hate and disgust on his face. Took a little robot out of my pocket. It latched onto his head, and a green glow came over his head. The last hour was removed from his brain.
“Your f**ked up, you can’t shoot any guns. Go back the way you came, you remember how you got here right?”
He nodded
“I suggest not picking up any weapons if you want to live”
He left, and I went into my room, and picked up a pair of clothes. I saw an extra single action, six shot revolver on the table. I took another belt and holster, and took the gun. I left all of this at the third F-BOMB cell.
“Number 3, when you wake you will have a screwed head. Where can another F-BOMB go?….You have received a message from Kona. She has invited you to join New Earth, and has also commented that Slade would like it if you were there. Join New Earth, become a commander, Join New Earth.”
“SH##” I looked around, and I was looking at a planet. The mission had just begun. We were at Planet Alashan.
“I can’t keep falling asleep. Kilshot, call everyone to the deck. I need to brief the personnel again.”
Planet Alashan (Oct 29, 2008)
“Ok men, and Kilshot, we are here at the planet Alashan. We are here to test out one of our weapons that needs to be finished. I have scanned the planet, and there is a perfect desert area for the weapon test. There is other life on the planet, but it looks like animals. No intelligent life, but most of the planet is forest; so there could be, but I doubt it.”
Icecap-” What weapon are we testing?”
“We are testing a weapons I invented. The F Bomb.”
Kane-”Great, the Commander needs a weapons named after him”
“Sergeant, the only reason it is named this, is because of what it will do. That is, if it works, which is why we are here.”
Icecap-”What will it do?”
“It is supposed to bring insult to injury, that is all I will say. Kilshot, are the raiders ready?
Kilshot-”Yes Commander, there are four centurions waiting by them too.”
“Good, we shall move out then. Kilshot, you go with Icecap and two centurions into one raider. Kane and I will go with the weapon and the rest of the other two centurions.”
We went to the hanger bay, and split up into our two raiders. It took 10 minutes to get to the desert. We scanned the area again, just to make sure there was no life there. There was none, we then prepped the weapon, and flew away in the raiders. We landed about 1 mile away from the weapon. I counted down from ten, then hit the button. There was a second of silence, then a bright flash, then a huge boom, and a cloud started. It became a huge mushroom cloud, and the boom from it was tremendous. The shock wave it gave out nearly knocked all of us down.
“Ok…..it didn’t work 100% right.”
Icecap-”What are you talking about? That was a massive explosion.”
“Yes it was, and I hope there’s not a lot of radiation from it, but-”
Kane-”But it didn’t bring insult to injury”
“No it didn’t, and it will take me a few days to make another one. This time I should have the problem fixed. In the mean time, I want to go into the forest. We must have something accomplished today, I want to see what kind of life is in there.
So we went into the vast forest of Alashan. It was very dense, there was brush and tree’s everywhere. We scanned for life, and had a hard time tracking what little we found. But one horrible thing did happen…
Icecap-”Hey, look at this”
Icecap was about 15 feet away from us, he was under a flower that was 10 feet tall, it’s pedals spread out to a circumference of 4 feet. The pedals were white, and the stem was a bright green.
“ Icecap, what are you doing? Don’t get to far away from us, we don’t know what’s in this forest”
Icecap-”Sorry sir, but…
Icecap then stepped on a root, and several stems raised from the brush around the flower. They were giant Venus Flytraps! All of them moved toward Icecap…
“Icecap, get the f-”
All the Flytraps grabbed him in different places. We watched in horror as he screamed, they ripped him into many pieces. Then settled back down into the brush. I stood there, and had no idea what to do. I saw Kane, about to run toward the flower, with his rifle in his hand, aimed at it. I stopped him…
Kane-”Why are you stopping me? Don’t you care about-”
“Of coarse I do!! But two things will happen if you attack that. One is obvious, you might die yourself. The other doesn’t affect us that much, but it is still bad. We are altering the planet, we already put God knows how much nuclear waste in the desert. Who knows what happens if you kill this one plant. I don’t want to be responsible for the destruction of an ecosystem! Let alone my own crew getting slaughtered in front of me! Were going back to the Ajna, now.
We moved out, and as we passed, I saw Icecaps pistol. I picked it up, and kept it. When we got back to the Ajna, We had a service for Ice, I had requested a Service medal, and a purple heart were giving to Icecap’s memory. They were, they are up on a memorial for him in the Ajna. I keep his gun, on the wall in my room. As a reminder to watch over the crew better. I look up at it as I finish the new Bomb.
The Meeting (Nov 1, 2008)
I am practicing in the training room. Swinging my extending sword around. I have projected myself into a Greek battle. I see thousands of Trojans around me. I slash and hack through 5, then get knocked down. It is Hector, I raise my sword…the training room door open. My projection was disrupted.
Heyt-”Commander, we need you at the helm. We still are under repairs.”
“The 107 will be fine, my little brother has it all under control.”
Heyt-”He’s the one who sent me, he needs your help”
“Thanks Sub, go back to your duties. I will be out in a second, I need to get something in my room.”
I walk out of the room, put my sword back into my sheath. I go to a 6ft tall, 4ft wide mirror. I stand in front of it, and star…
“I know you, Commander F-BOMB of the Ajna have seen my thoughts. You have also seen how you came to be, between myself, and #2. We need to have a meeting, there is something we F-BOMB’s have to discuss. You will get into the same heavy raider you have from the Legion, and you will type in the coordinates to our meeting place. You will know these, because I know them. Now, WAKE UP!!!”
I jump up, I am in front of the F Bomb weapon. I had fallen asleep. I walk around the Ajna, looking for Kilshot. I found her on the helm of the star…
“Kilshot, I need to leave for a short time. I need you to command in my place, ok?
Kilshot-”Ok, why are you leaving”
“Just some personal stuff, F-BOMB stuff. Don’t worry about it, this isn’t secret, if anyone else asks just tell them what I told you. I due hope you return command when I come back”
Kilshot-”Of coarse, I’m not like that.”
I smiled
“Good, take care of the ship, Commander”
I left, and walked to the hanger, and saw my raider. I said to myself, “I need to spray paint you”. I then entered the raider, and flew out into space. I sat for a second, thinking….”Here goes”. I type the most random set of coordinates I ever saw, then hit the FTL drive, and jumped into space. When the FTL drive stopped, I found myself in front of a space station, with many raiders attached to it. I docked with the station. As soon as I walked in, there were centurions standing guard. They had their guns raised at me, after a second, they lowered their guns.
Centurion-”Down this hallway sir”
I looked, and saw a big green F on both of the centurions chest.
“Are you a F-BOMB?”
Centurion-”Yes sir”
“How many of you are here”
Centurion-”Enough, this way sir, your going to be late.”
I walked down the hallway, and was pointed to the left, where there was a door at the end of the hall, with two more centurions standing guard. I walked in the room, and was surprised at what I found. It was the #1 F-BOMB, Commander of the 107. He looked, and smiled at me, he then pointed at his helmet on the table.
#1-”Take your helmet off, there’s no reason to hide your face from yourself”
I took it off, “What is this meeting for?”
#1-”It can’t start yet, #2 is late. But I will give you something for your brain to chew on.....There is a 4th F-BOMB.”
The Meeting Continued (Nov 15, 2008)
“What do you mean there’s a fourth?!?”
#1-”There’s a fourth humanoid, now that’s all I can tell you. I want you to loose your MIIIND. And it’s not fair to #2.”
We then waited a very long time, it was very strange. We did many of the same things at the same time. Scratched our heads, fidgeted around. I noticed that he had a pistol too. It was much like mine, it had a wooden handle. The only difference was that his had some gold and silver, while mine was completely gold.
“So every F-BOMB needs a pistol?”
#1-“Yeah, deep inside we want to be cowboys”
There was silence again. We both took a good look at each other’s armor. At the same time, we both said, “Nice suit” Then #2 walked in, 1 and I both said, “Nice timing”.
#2- “I needed to get some Security stuff finished.”
#1-”It’s ok, now the meeting will begin.”
#1 had informed #2 to where I was in this startling info.
#2-”So where is #4?”
#1-”He’s with the humans, he thinks he’s one of them.”
“I thought there was only 3 pods, how could a forth be made?”
#1-”Nice question, he came out of #2’s pod.”
#2-”Really, great….Is he this Blondy I have herd of?”
#1-”No, I would really like to know who the f**k that is. But his name doesn’t really matter, this meeting is to decide what to do about him. We had one about you #3.”
“Really, cool…Is #4 happy where he is? Like what is he doing there?”
#1-”You can imagine, he’s a private, and a very good pilot. He’s killed about 22 raiders, and 1 Star all by himself, and-”
#2-”Are you f**king kidding me? He’s slaughtered us? What does he feel like after doing that?”
#1-”Great, his girlfriend makes his the happiest out of anyone in know space.”
“Aww, that’s sweet. Lucky bastard…What do you think will happen when he finds out he’s a F-BOMB?”
#1-”He will except it, there’s nothing he can do about it.”
#2-”The humans will execute him when the find out. Or kill his girl, and airlock him.”
#1-”This is why I wanted you two here. I am seeing all his thoughts now. I am just waiting for them to try to kill #4. When they do, I will send you two a physic message. You two are to drop everything you are doing! #2, you take every Security F-BOMB. #3, you take your Ajna. I will take the 107, and other heavy raiders, and we will save our #4, and his girlfriend. Is that clear?
#2 and I both said, “Yes sir!” We then talk about other matters. They were both very curious about the Ajna, since we all shared the same ideas. #1 teased me about how I stole his ideas, which I kind of did. He thought of the whole star months before my creation. Strangely they didn’t ask about New Earth, they said they didn’t care. They only wanted to know, if New Earth were to attack the Legion, what would I do. I told them, I wouldn’t be in that fight, they agreed on the same thing. F-BOMB’s will never fight each other. The rest of the time, we just chilled and joked around. Then, we decided, we should go back to our HQ’s. We all said by, and I went into my raider. I watched as the whole station jumped away into space. Then I jumped back to New Earth.
The Return to Alashan (Nov 27, 2008)
Kilshot walks into The F-BOMB’s work room. She enters into a room of blasting music. The F-BOMB is doing push ups. He jumps up off the floor…
“Yes Sub Commander?”
Kilshot- “We have a new CAG, you may know him.”
“Is he on the star? He is, give me a second….Awesome, judgementofsaturn is our new CAG, when did this happen?”
Kilshot- “He was assigned last week, when you left for no reason. Today is his first day on the Ajna. You still haven’t told anyone what you did when you left last week. And, how did you know he is…”
“He is our new CAG? I have been practicing my physic abilities, some call it the sixth sense. This star was built to ‘boost’ that in cylons. It may be able to give humans the ability too….anyway, I went into his mind here. He’s at the food court right now. Let’s go meet him, besides, I have a new mission for us. I have finished the Bomb. It’s time to go back to Alashan. And as for last week, that is classified.”
Kilshot- “Commander, are you sure we should ever go back there? After what happened to Icecap, are you sure we should?”
“This time everyone stays together, if we go into the forest. We will vote on it, after the weapon is tested.”
We then walked down to the food court, and greeted our new CAG. After busting judgementofsaturn on how I had to help him to his room a while back. The crew was informed on the new mission. No body really enjoyed the idea of going back to the planet, the centurions couldn’t care less. I made the crew understand that the mission wasn’t to go back into the planets dangerous forest. The crew lightened up after hearing that. The mission started after that, we launched right after notifying the rest of NE about our departcher. The 3 day trip to the Alashan was not as boring as the first. It gave time to talk to , and find out about the Karaoke Bar that was moved into the Ajna as I was gone. When we got to the planet, it was pretty much the same orders as last time. Jugement, 2 Centurions, the Bomb and I went into one heavy raider. While Kane, Kilshot, and the other two Centurions went into the other heavy raider. I packed radiation mask’s this time, due to the firing of the Bomb last time. We landed at the same desert that the Bomb was fired last time. We scanned for radiation, there was very high levels, but only at the center of where the blast had occurred. I decided to set the Bomb right at the center, where the first Bomb sat. We then, went where we went last time to fire the Bomb. I counted off, “3, 2, 1, FIRE…” Then-------------------------------- ---------------------------- THIS HAS BEEN REMOVED AS IMPORTANT DATA OF THE AJNA---------------------------------- We celebrated the Bomb’s success. I pointed at Kane…
“ I told you, Insult to Injury!!!”
He laughed. After a few minutes, I asked the crew if they would want to go into the forest. For the same reason’s as last time, to scan for life. Only God would know what is in there. I proposed a vote, and told the Centurions they couldn’t vote. They became angry at this, but I explained since nothing could break their armor, they had nothing to worry about. Us on the other had, we could die. They accepted this, and let us vote. It was a tied vote, Kane and Kilshot didn’t want to go into the forest. While, Judgement and I wanted to. I asked Kane and Kilshot nicely, if we could go in. They finally agreed, and we walked into the forest. I walked closely to judgementofsaturn…
“You know our first CAG died in this forest?”
I saw the look of fear on his face. I smiled at him..
“We just need to stick together, don’t walk away from the group. And watch were you walk!”
We walked along for a while, scanning for life. There was that same strange life scan all around us again. We agreed it must have been due to the abundance of plant life in the forest. We kept walking, I started to get tired. I yawned, and stretched my arms out. *SNAP* I felt something on my left forearm. I looked at it, there was one of the Venus flytrap heads clamped down on my forearm!
“Judgement, get this thing off of me before it rips my arm off! And try not to kill it”
Judgement pried it off, and it was fine after we pried it. We even put a stick in it’s mouth just to make sure. It bit the stick.
Kilshot- “Sir, we should go back to the Ajna. You are wounded.”
“I will be a stubborn F-BOMB like the rest. Cut my limbs off, I will fight till I die. I say we still go on. I want to find something here on this…”
The ground cracked under my feet, and a hole broke in the earth. I fell into darkness.
The Return Continued (Dec 9, 2008)
I woke up, and looked around. I was in darkness, I couldn’t see a thing. I took my helmet off, “Start an extensive scan on the area”. My helmet shone a bright red beam out of the eye sensors. “Do not stop until I command it”. I needed light in the cave, I looked around, and saw a bright beam coming from the top of the cave. That must have been where I broke through. I stood up, and there was great pain too my foot. ”F*****K!!!” I fell down, on my back. I turned my helmet around the cave, and saw two pieces of wood. They were in the shape of crutches. “Thank God”. I dragged myself to them, and picked myself up on my left foot. My right foot had tremendous pain above my toes, and in the same spot on the bottom of my foot. “Commander?! Are you ok?!?” It sounded like Judgement. “In pretty messed up” My arm didn’t really hurt from the fly trap’s bite, but I was worried about infection. I used the sticks, and hobbled myself to the beam of light. I looked up, and my crew was staring back down at me.
Kilshot- “What happened to your helmet, and your leg?!”
My helmet is over there, and I can’t walk on my right foot. You guys need to get some rope or something. Send a centurion.” I looked around, and saw another cave entrance further into the darkness. “I’m going to look around here a bit.” I hobble to my helmet.
Kilshot- “Sir, you really shouldn’t be moving”
Kane- “Yeah, your going to hurt yourself more”
“Nag nag nag, thanks Mom and Dad.” I put my helmet back on, it was still scanning. I hobble over to the cave entrance. At first, there was nothing special about the cave. But as I went deeper and deeper, it was a beautiful site. The first thing I saw, were the giant rock looking icicles, growing off the ceiling and floor of the cave. As I scanned them, my helmet showed that they were called stalagmites. I took a video recording with my helmet, winch is really only to be used for emergencies. The biggest one was about twenty feet tall, and three feet wide. I saw another exit, and hobbled through it. The next thing I saw was even more beautiful. There was a pool of water; it was so pretty, it reflected all the minerals on the walls of the cave. There was a mixture of rubies and many other stones. I was amazed…I found another exit, and walked into that one. I was dumbfounded when I saw a fifty foot waterfall, flowing strongly in the cave. I stayed there for a half an hour, just relaxing by the falls. Then my communications link came on…
Kilshot- “Commander, we are coming down. We do not see you, where are you.”
“I went deeper into the cave, my helmet should have tracked my path. I am sending it now, just follow it.” I sat there for a long time; I didn’t even want to count the time. I figured the crew should be able to see the wonders of this planet. When they got to me, it had been an hour and a half since I sent the message. I smiled… “You guys liked the show?” They all had their own responses. We sat and watched the waterfall for a few minutes. “So, should we go home, or should we keep going?” I pointed to another exit on the far side of the falls.
Kane- “Haven’t you had enough for today?”
“Hell no, we’re making history here. Doesn’t that mean something to you?”
Kilshot- “Sir, you really should get back to the Ajna.”
“Just one more really cool thing, then we’ll go back. Besides, my foot is ok.” That was total bull. I couldn’t move my toes, my foot hurt just keeping it off the ground. It gave me too much pain if I had it on the ground. We moved on, we went around the falls; there was a rock formation that acted like a bridge. Then into the other room, which was empty. Nothing special to that cavern, it was deep thought. We went down, and saw something incredible. The deep empty room we were in, lead into another room. There were giant gypsum crystals growing all over the room. The largest one was about seventy feet long and about ten feet wide. It was a very magnificent site. But the room was over one hundred fifty degrees Fahrenheit, so we had to leave. I had my fill for today; we made a long trip back to where we started. They all went up first, then pulled I disagree up. I took my wooden crutches with me, as a souvenir. We then flew back to the Ajna, and had to deal with hobbling around for three long days.
The game of fiction. (Dec 29, 2008. My worst story.)
Walking around on crutches, going insane with boredom. Just about 3 more weeks to go. Can’t find the crew, the Ajna is too big to go around on these. Plus, I’m still exhausted from all the physic stuff for the Christmas party. It wasn’t easy making the whole star a winter wonder land. Still bored thought, sick of sitting in my room. Poker set in my left hand. “This is so aggravating trying to carry my fat ass on these crutches.” I drop my poker set. “It’s f**king ridicules trying to carry anything!!!” I pick it up, which is a pain in the a**. I make it down the hall, two centurions walk up to me.
Centurion- “Sir, your supposed to be resting”
“Well I’m board out of my d**n mind. Here take this and come to my room, both of you.” The centurions follow, it’s so much easier crutching without anything in my hands. The three of us go into the kitchen in my room. I sit down…. “you guys sit down too”
Centurion- “What are our orders sir?”
“No orders, how about a card game? Do you two know how to play Spades?” They both say no, I explained the game to them… “Ok, you to get it….lets play.” We threw down our three cards. One of the centurions won that hand. “I have never been really good at this game, but I still have fun playing it. So what are your names” They stared at me, even their eye stopped. “You must have some kind of name, or would you rather go by your cereal numbers.”
Centurion- “The only names we know are our cereal numbers Atomicpunk gave us. I am #54, and he is #55.”
55- “Why would you want to know”
“I feel crummy just calling you centurions. Besides, card games are all about small talk. You win again 55. I forgot to ask, what number do you guys want to go up to? 100, 200, what do you want?”
54- “How’s about 200?”
“Fine with me, what about you 55?
55- “200 is fine”
We played through the whole game. Talking small talk the whole time. I lost, like usual, I have never been good at Spades. I suggested a game of Poker. 54 wasn’t sure if they needed to go back to Kilshot for orders. “Hey, your with the Commander of the ship. There’s no need to explain any further than that.” We went on to playing poker. I explained everything, betting and the chips. We played on, it was a pretty even game for a while. Then 55 ran out of chips, he lost. Then 54 and I kept the game up. It was pretty even for along time. I was getting bored.
“Do you centurions have emotions?”
55- “That’s not a question we can answer.”
“Would you like to have emotions? Or a personality?”
54- “Atomicpunk installed a chip into all of his models to have us work our best. No emotions, or feelings in our judgment. Just perfect workers.”
“How about if I lose the game, I take that chip out”
55- “Wouldn’t that be dangerous?”
“I guess we’ll have to see.”
We played the game, and it went on for a long time. We ended up at the end of a all in hand. To no surprise, 54 won. I really suck at poker. “I’ll try to take the chip out of the both of you tomorrow.”
54- “That’s unnecessary sir”
“O yes it is, you one. I said I would, just not today. I’m pretty tired, I’ll see you guys tomorrow.” This is going to be a lot of fun.
As Skulbaka walks she notices the two Centurions leaving the card game. She walks up to commander F-Bomb and shakes his hand.
- Commander, I realize that it's very late but I need to talk to you. As you may have heard Colonel Cankiller is taking War Hammer for an experimental mission. I will need the Ajna to assist Coasta Berahs in protecting New Earth. I will be more then happy to give you more details soon. Oh and about those two Centurions 54 is named Phobos and 55 is called Charon. Sometimes I hear their names.
She winks at the commander and leaves the basestar.
Modification (Jan 2, 2009)
54 and 55 walk into the lab. They find me working away at something.
54- “Sir, you called for us?”
They look around at the huge mess in the lab. There are designs thrown around the lab tables. Cylon metallic skeletons are standing upright. Bombs here and there. Blueprints of many things. They walk over to me, working away on some metal contraption.
“Yes, you guys won yesterday.” I stand up, grab my crutches. “I have to take that chip out of you two.”
54- “That is very unnecessary sir”
“We went over this already. Lets go over here.” I limp over to a working table. “55, you first, lay down on your back.” As he does, I hit a button, and the table raises , 55 is now standing on a foot pad, with the table to his back. “Ok, 54 you going to help me a bit. Where’s the chip installed?”
54- “It’s in the back of our head’s.”
“Ok, first take the head plate off.” The head plate is removed, there is a great number of wires and chips. “55, are you ok?”
55- “My systems are working at 100% sir.”
“Good, hey 54, I thought you said you didn’t have names? Skul told me your names, huh Phobos? You too Charon.”
54- “Well sir, you can call us whatever you want to. We have no preference.”
“Yeah, we’ll see if that changes after the chip comes out. 54, come here, what does the chip look like?”
54- “It’s that one sir.”
“Ok, but before I take it out.” I hit a button, and restrains wrap around 55. “Just incase, I have no idea what will happen to you 55.”
55- “I understand sir.”
“Ok, looks like I just pull it out. You ready 55?”
55- “I am ready sir”
“Alright, here we go.” I pull the chip out, 55 started to act funny. His red eye started to move back and forth really fast. He started to shake all over, like a seizer. “55, 55, can you hear me!!!” He didn’t respond, his eye was moving so fast, it was nothing more than a red line. He was seizing horribly, then he stopped, as if he shut down. No eye, he just laid there. “Sh** no” I shook 55’s arms. “Come on, don’t die. If your brain circuit nuts’s out there’s no way I can bring you back!”
54- “Sir” He put his hand on my shoulder. “It’s ok”
I dropped my arms down. “I feel like sh** dude.” Then, he started to seize again. His eye came back, it was moving back and forth very fast. I was hyper with joy to see he back on. His erratic behavior went on for a minute. Then, he stopped seizing, his eye stared at me, and his arms and legs broke the table, all in one dramatic second. I jumped, and fell down. “You scared the hell out of me 55. Are you ok?”
55- “I do not feel any different sir.”
I thought for a second as I picked myself up off the floor. “You don’t feel any different do you, you fu**ing toaster!”
54- “Sir, are you feeling well”
“I’m fine, but this piece of sh** here is nothing but a waste! No wonder Atomic gave you away! He must have been embarrassed at one of his failure centurions!” 55 grabbed me by the neck, and held me 4 feet off the ground, and started to squeeze…
55- “This failure shouldn’t be able to tear your head off should it?” 54 then broke 55’s grasp on my neck. I sat on the floor coffing.
54- “What are you doing, he is our Commander?”
“He did nothing more than what I wanted….” They both looked at me, as I started to laugh. “I cant believe I pissed you off that simply. Very good 55, you have emotions.” I limped over to him, and put his head plate back on. "Hey, what happened to you? I thought you died."
55- “My syestems shut down and rebuted to your changes. I’m sorry if I hurt you Commander”
“Don’t worry about it, I hurt myself worse” I knocked my crutch against my cast. “Ok, now 54, you get on the table.”
54- "But sir, the table is broken."
"...I meant that one over there"
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Jan 1, 2011 10:00:54 GMT -6
Post by FBOMB, all of them. on Jan 1, 2011 10:00:54 GMT -6
This revolves around the first Bomb. This was back when JTF was up and a bunch of stupid things happened to people. This was written a long time ago.
A New Legion.
I walk up to the bridge of the 107. I have had many troubling thoughts about the Cylon fleet moving out. New leadership always worrys me. A whole crew could be reasinged, I’m worried about losing my crew. PrototypeCEHD is standing there. Making sure the 107 is ready to jump. He’s giving orders to many Centurions…
“Centurion 34, is everything I asked you secure…….good, thank you. Commander, are you sure you should be moving with that broken foot? We have everything ok here.”
“I cant sit down, my mind is racing. This whole situation is making me a little nuts.”
“O yeah, I forgot you were like the one of the first 10 at the old Legion.”
“I think it was closer to 3, but that doesn’t matter. I’ve just seen this place as home for so long, it’s going to be hard to see a New Legion….” I drop my crutches, and sit down, and look at the star. “This whole crew may be re-assigned”
“No, I don’t think that will happen. Your over thinking…you BOMB’s weren’t built for thinking were they?”
“You know what, I don‘t know for sure when I was designed. I just remember that I was the first, and I know what my job was. I was meant to go find refugee humans, trying to survive in Caprica after the war. Hopefully it would be just one or two. Then, we would kill them, rip them to pieces, and cover myselve in their blood. Then, we would go out to find a military squad, or wait for one to come by. When I found one, we would come out, as if in a state of shock. I remember one time…. “Child, what happen to you?” “….It was the Cylons….they ripped my parents to pieces as I hid there…..” I started to cry. “…come with use, we’ll take care of you now.” As they turned around, I broke on mans neck, took his rifle, and blew the rest of them to hell!. This only worked well because I was built to look like a 16 year old.”
“And then I was built.”
I look up at him. “Yes, the next young Cylon. Your genetics and DNA structure are almost identical to mine. Besides your appearance, and the small differences in the way you think. You are exactly like me, you are my brother.”
“But this is old stuff” He goes over and starts checking a panel on the star. “Tell me something new”
I look at him, and think… “How many F-BOMB Humanoids do you know of?”
“O yeah, I forgot you started build tough Centurions and naming them F-BOMB’s. There’s the two, you and #2 who works the Security for all of the Legion.”
I wonder there if I should tell him…. “No dude…” He turns, and looks at me. “There’s 5 humanoids.”
“Five, when the hell did this happen?!”
“As I learned of different things, I created new humanoids to go to different bases.”
“Ok so wait, where the hell did you get five creation pods?”
“Actually, I only have 3 pods…”
“Three!? That means you used a pod more than once. What will happen to the first person who was created in a pod?”
“Yeah it‘s a risk, but I didn‘t go without risking myself. Besides, I’m not so dumb. W worked on the new systems on this star remember? Anyway, #3, the third F-BOMB, was an accident. Do you remember when the humans attacked the Legion a while ago, I died that time?” He thinks, then nods. “Ok a human was assigned to terminate all F-BOMB’s. Somehow, he found out about my pods, and went to destroy them. Thank God #2 found him.”
“What did he do to him”
“He shot him four times, then erased his brain, then let him go.”
“What! He let him go!”
“I don’t need to be nagged at by my little brother. Besides, he’s the head of Security. Trusted to protect the Legion with his life. His motto is, “Protect the Legion, at all costs”. I wouldn’t think twice about anything he does. But when he got there, he was a bit too late.”
“What do you mean?”
“#2 noticed someone hacking our pods, and that’s how he found him. But when he was done with Semperfi, he noticed the human had done something. He started up the third and last pod. And it was creating him, and would be done at any date. So #2 did what we started doing. He thought of the next place he could be used for. I had just received an invitation for New Earth, I wasn’t going. But #2 new this, and started talking to the new #3. Told him the conversations I had with Kona, where New earth was, the whole thing.”
“Kona, isn’t she a-”
“She wasn’t back then, and who knows what might happen in the future.”
“Where were you the whole time #2 was doing this?”
“I was dead here, or to get into more details. Being brought back to life by our resurection pods here. But #2 was busy, he went and put stuff for #3 when he would wake up.”
“Like what?”
“O the usual stuff, clothes, western pistol and a holster-”
“Every F-BOMB is a cowboy huh?”
“Not really, just one through three. Four is a…” I look at him, he stares at me. “#4 thinks he’s a human”
“Wow bro, you sure can fu** things up.”
“Actually, that’s what I wanted. He’s on a battlestar right now, as one of the crew.”
“O really, and what good does that do us? You have practically a maniac surround by people he was made to kill. God only knows how many of use he’s killed.” I just look at his feet. “He has killed Cylons!! How many?!?”
“Well, when I had the meeting about #4 with #’s 3 and 2. He had killed 22 Raiders, and 1 Star by himself! Now it’s more like double that.”
“O joy! Doesn’t he feel weird about this stuff?”
“Not at all, he has a girlfriend there. They love each other……you know, at the meeting you reacted and said sh** that #2 said. It’s a little creepy.”
“I am brother to all F-BOMB’s” we both laugh a bit. “Ok, that’s 4, whose pod did he come out of?”
“He came out of #2’s pod. #2 said that he is feeling funny. I don’t know what happened when he came out. Look, I know the humans have thoughts of #4 as a spy. And when they make their move, We will make ours. I can fix #2’s problem then”
“So where’s #5, and who’s pod did he come from?”
“I decided to make #5. He came strait from my pod.” Prototype looks like he’s pissed. “But nothing wrong happened, kind of. When he came out, he is the exact opposite of me. He’s very angry, we gave him a Ministar, so he could be all by himself. He‘s really on edge, he‘ll kill anyone for no reason.”
“You gave him that piece of sh**? Where was he sent?”
“I sent him to the AS, the Armistice Station.”
“How does he like it”
“He hates it there, there’s too many humans. He hates me for sending him there. He’s pretty pissed at #3 too. We give him headache’s when he’s about to kill someone we want alive.”
“Right, the physic powers of The F-BOMB’s”
“It’s just an extension of our projection. Which I know you use every day. You know, you might be able to have powers too? Since your almost just like me.”
“I’m an engineer, not a mind master.” He smile…
“Thanks a lot Bones, tell Jim to we miss him.” we both laugh. “Thanks bro, you cheered me up. I’ll leave you to your work. Peace out.” I leave him, and crutch around the star. Talking to different personnel, asking how they feel and stuff. Even the Centurions, they just stare, and I laugh. I find Heyt…
“Sub Commander, how goes our preparations?”
“Great sir…I still cant believe-”
“I know, me too, I’m having trouble thinking strait.”
“Well, It doesn’t seem to keep you from reading my brain.”
I smile, “Everyone’s an open book. I only read if it’s age appropriate.”
“Age appropriate, sure. You The F-BOMB, cursing like crazy, that’s age appropriate.”
I point my finger at her, “O you know it is. How long until we’re ready to jump?”
“We’re waiting for you to say something. We’ve been ready.”
“O, now the whole crew’s in my head.”
“We can see it on your face, we know your worried.”
“I’d better put this helmet on then….God forbid I cry during this speech.” I walk up to the bridge, I see LotharX standing at the communications…
“Commander?”
“Hey LotharX” I pick up a microphone. “Have me talk to the entire star ok?”
“It’s done sir”
“Thanks” I get ready to talk. “Crew of the Basestar 107, this is the Commander speaking. I know that these last few days have been thought on all of you. And that the thought of this new home is a little strange. And that other thoughts of change might go through your heads. I just want to state, that you have been the best crew I could have possibly asked for. I would rather go into instant death with you, that win a thousand battles with anyone else. I want you to know, that no matter what happens when we get to this New Legion. That I will always consider this entire crew as family, and will do anything for you. Thank you for you time, Commander F-BOMB out.”
“That was nice bro.”
“Bleeeeeh, don’t kiss my ass. Let’s go.”
We jumped, and as soon as we stopped, there were 4 Battlestars right in front of us.
“JUMP AGAIN, QUICK!”
LotharX looked over to me. “We cant sir, something happened to the engines”
I stand there, looking at the battlestars in shock. “Yippee”
Intermission
The humans took little time to fire upon us. Our engines were not working at all. We were sitting ducks, the humans must have figured this much. They surrounded us, and opened fire…
“Well Prototype, I hope the hull improvements you made last…” Prototype hits me in my head.
Prototype- “Snap out of it, we need orders, sir!”
“…Yeah, fire at the second closest battlestar!”
Heyt- “Sir, we will not survive a fight with the four of them.” I look at Heyt, then at the floor. “Sir, we need a better plan.”
Prototype- “Can’t you use your advanced projection?” I look at my brother, and grab his cheek. I go to the command chair.”
“You’re a fu**ing genius! I have an idea, Prototype! I need you to get those engines back!” I turn, and point at Heyt. “Sub Commander, hold out a while longer. And someone tell Centurion71, and Vanburen22 to get in their fighters!” I sit it my chair, and go into a mindless state. The red eye on my helmet goes back and forth, speeding up after every turn, until it is nothing but a red line.
Heyt- “Commander?”
Prototype- “My brother’s mind isn’t in his head. His body must be protected, I have to go.” He runs down the hall.
The battlestars are busy with firing orders. 3 men operating the auto turrets controls, close their eyes, and open them as F-BOMB’s. One starts to override the system, while the other freaks out…
Johnson- “Commander sir, the controls are not responding?!?”
Commander- “What are you talking about Johnson?”
Johnson- “Sir, the computer is targeting the Battlestar Cerberus!” The other human controlled by the F-BOMB has finished his sabotage. The battlestar begins to fire upon the Cerberus.
O’Connor- “Sir, I can’t change the turrets fire.” He starts to set the missiles. “No! Now the missiles are targeting the Cerberus!” His job is done, now for the third human.
Smith- “Commander, I think we have a Cylon upon the star.” He pulls out his sidearm. “I think this is all O’Connor’s doing!”
Commander- “We have no idea what’s going on, but we need to message the Cerberus before-” There’s a gunshot, O’Connor falls to the floor, then Johnson shoots Smith, then the Commander, then himself. Back on the 107, F-BOMB comes back. He jumps out of his chair, and falls to the floor, holding his head…
“Fu**, always headaches! Do you guys see what I did?” Heyt and I watch as the Cerberus and the Morrigan destroys each other.
Heyt- “Yes sir, but we still have two left.”
“Well, I do have one special weapon I have been saving.” I walk up to my chair. “This green button, shaped like an F.” I look at Heyt. “This fires the weapon. Should I?” She looks at me, with an annoyed face. “Ok, watch closely as I bring insult to injury!” I hit the button, and a missile launches from one of the star points. It flies strait for the farthest Battlestar. It hits, then a huge explosion, a giant hand is formed, with it’s middle finger sticking out. “Lady’s and gentlemen, welcome to the F-bomb.” When the hand disappears, nothing is left of the battlestar. “Well, I think we could be less scared. One left, how much damage have we taken?”
LotharX- “We’re not really a Star anymore sir. We lost 2 points on our top section, and one on our bottom section.”
“….Thank God we lasted out this far. How much longer for that last battlestar?”
Heyt- “Sir, that one’s a lot stronger than the rest. Also, we have been boarded.”
“Keep firing Sub Commander, you have the bridge!” I start to limp out of the bridge.
Heyt- “Where are you going sir?”
“To get some human heads…” I eventually get to my room. I duck tape one of my crutches to my right side of my body. Now I could somewhat walk. I grab a shotgun, and move out. “You, Centurion, where are the humans?!?”
Centurion- “The humans are on the fifth level of the star.”
“How many of you are left?”
Centurion- “There are twenty of us left. PrototypeCEHD is leading the defense.”
“Your coming with me now!” We make our way to the fifth level. When we get there, there’s nothing but parts of Centurions. All we could here was gun fire, and some explosions. I find Prototype behind a crate, firing over it. “Bro, how are you holding up?”
Prototype- “Not so good, use your projection on the turret system on this level.” I had forgotten about that in all the excitement. I tried, but nothing.
“No good, the system must have been damaged.”
Prototype- “That’s just fu**ing great” He fires his gun. “Another thing I have to fix. How are we doing outside of the star?”
“One Battlestar left” I see some humans fall back. I jump up, and limp toward them, firing my shotgun. I get one in the gut, then another in the chest. The third one hits me in my chest plate. “Move up!!!” I continue to fire, then go to a corner.
Prototype- “You’re a nutcase bro” He sees the bullet in my armor. “Hey one got you.” He laughs.
“I’m glad you got your armor on. My shotgun’s out…good thing I got the rest on my toys.” I lift my right arm, and look at my wrist gun. “Lets go brother.” We move around the corner, firing like crazy. Hitting humans in the chest, face, everywhere. We move up the next corner forward. I see the one human I got in the gut, still alive, going for a gun. I shoot his hands.
Prototype- “Your going to let him live?”
“He’s my P.O.W. now. Centurion, bring him to the brig!” We feel a huge crash as we finish of these men. We return to the bridge. “Heyt, what the hell was that?!?”
Heyt- “We finished of the last star, but not before 3 of their ships boarded us!”
“Fu**, where are they!”
Heyt- “There are level 3, there’s more. We only have 2...the humans have that level.”
“My lab is on that level!!! Bro, come with me, Heyt your in Command for now.” We make our way to level 3, luckily, the humans were mostly in the middle of the level. We had to kill 2 humans when we got there. We had 4 Centurions with us. “Men, go down and guard the hall. Prototype, stay here.” I go into the lab. There is gunfire, the silence.
Prototype- “What is he doing in there.” The doors open, and a swarm of strange looking Centurions start marching out the lab, in two rows. “What the hell are these?”
I walk out, follow by more Centurions. “The ants are marching two by two hurrah, hurrah. These are mark 2, F-BOMB Centurions!” I start to laugh loud.
Prototype- “How many have you made.”
I look at him, and start to laugh harder. “As many as I could fit into that room. Down the halls, kill Kill, KILL! Kill all the humans!” It took about 10 minutes to kill the thirty humans that were left. We had five P.O.W.s. It took Prototype a hour to get the engines fixed, thank God he was able to do anything with them. We had lost almost all of our original Centurions. We only hand four left, our raiders had a rough time too. The battle took out about three quarters of our raiders. We were very lucky that’s all we lost. We then jumped to the New Legion, and was very happy to see that it was the Legion this time. To see familiar stars, a new home, and that we were the only screwed up star in the fleet.
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Cylon Model F-Bomb
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F-BOMBs
Jan 1, 2011 10:07:27 GMT -6
Post by FBOMB, all of them. on Jan 1, 2011 10:07:27 GMT -6
The Forth Bomb
Life is a very strange thing, a person will never know what will happen to them. Like all the human-like cylons. A person could never know if he or she is one. This can happen to anyone, the very people we love the most can be something they’re not. Life is funny that way… The room I am in is very blurry. It’s 6:00am, something woke me up. I look over to my love, she’s hogging the pillow again. I smile, every time I look at her I turn to mush. I get out of bed, and start to make breakfast for us. As I go into the kitchen, I think of the last 2 years that we’ve been together. There hasn’t been one moment that we’ve been together that I wouldn’t want to repeat again. As I day dream about the past, the bacon starts to sizzle, and the burning sensation on my arm awakes me out of my dream. I closed the door quietly before I started cooking, I’ll let her sleep until the food is done.
I finish up with the bacon, the eggs are next, then breakfast is done. As I pass the large 6ft mirror, I see something strange. I go back to it, and see a cylon in the mirror. I must still be sleepy, I shake my head and I still see it. The cylon is in a strange outfit, a armor that hasn’t been recorded yet. It is all black, with armor covering only important parts of the body. The right arm has a gun fastened to it, and something else on the left arm. This cylon doesn’t look much like a robot, it looks much different. The cape it had on puzzled me. Then, the cylon spoke to me… “Bacon is the best isn’t it?”
“Yeah…I’m losing my mind right?” “You and I have a lot to talk about. How long have you been here, 3 years?” “Now I know I’m losing it, the cylon in the mirror know how long I’ve been on the Battlestar Memphis.” “The mirror thing bothers you?” The cylon then stepped out of the mirror, walked over to the refrigerator, closed the door, and leaned on it. “Now, is that better?” “You can’t be real, I’m still asleep right?” “Since I know who you are, why don’t I let you know what you can handle.” “Sure, what do you have to tell me, a human?” “You’re not a human, you’re a humanoid cylon that has been here spying on this Battlestar.” “Come on, you don’t think that I’m just going to believe that? I remember a lot about my life, even memories of when I was just starting to walk in my parents old apartment. You have no proof at all.” “I didn’t think you would.”
The cylon then removed what I thought was his head, but it was really a helmet. He placed the helmet down on the table, and stared at me. I felt sick, I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. He was me, or I was him. I dropped to the floor, and begun to think hard. He walked over to me, and sat down on the floor. “You are a very special kind of cylon. You are know as a F-BOMB, the forth BOMB to be exact. You’ve herd about our unit before, I know you have. We BOMB’s have a very special kind of projection…you don’t know what that is do you? No, it’s a state of mind cylons can create for themselves. Like, instead of sitting here, I can make myself think I’m sitting on a beach. Well, our projection can do much more. You can do anything if you practice enough. But lets get away from that and talk about, why you are here.” “I am a spy?” “Yes, but we BOMB’s are worried about you. Reports of BOMB’s will reached this Battlestar. These reports include a picture of our face, I have no idea how they got it. You have some time before the message gets here.” “What do you want me to do?”
He then goes to the fridge, and take three eggs out. “I want you to finished breakfast for your love in there. You know she loves your cooking.”
Once I am done with the eggs, I set the table. I make some toast, and breakfast is ready. The other me is still in the room. There is a nock at the door, it’s Sergeant Connors. He has some papers in his hands… “That sure smells good Private Ni-” “You’re not getting any sir, is there anything you need of me?” “Right to the point, there have been some speculations of cylon spies…”
As he talks, the other me, F-BOMB is walking around the Sergeant. Staring at him as he talks… “A useless human, this is what’s keeping you from a higher rank? A waist of life, I can kill him right now.” “No!”
I realized I almost yelled, Connors looks at me… “What was that Private?” “No, I doubt there any cylons on this Battlestar. We’re so lost in space, I don’t think we’ll see a Raider for another three months. What’s that in your hand sir?” “These are some reports I have to put into the main computer.” The cylon smiles.. “Perfect.” He looks at me. “Here’s our chance., think quickly.” Connors then hold his head, and looks like he’s in a lot of pain. “What’s wrong sir?” “I have such a bad headache right now.” He stubbles a bit… “Sir, you should go lay down, you’re probably sick.” I take the reports out of his hand. “Don’t worry about these reports, I’ll get dressed, then put them into the computer.” I close the door behind Connors, then turn to the cylon… “What the hell did you do to him!?” “Don’t worry about it, get dressed then bring me to the main computer.”
I get dressed, and wake my darling lover up in the process. I explain that breakfast is ready, but that I have to put these files into the computer. She won’t let me, she says I can after we eat breakfast. “But this is very important.” “More important than breakfast with me, I thought you loved me?” She smiles at me, I smile back and kiss her. “You know I hare it when you pull that crap. Come on you spoiled brat.” She smiles at me.
We both enjoy breakfast, I take her plate and put it into the sink when she’s done. I hug her really hard and tell her I’ll be back when I’m done. I go to leave, and she grabs me, and kisses me. I walk backwards, so I can look at her for as long as I can. She smiles, blows a kiss, I blow one back, then she closes the door. I turn around, and there is the cylon. “You two are really cute, and lucky. I never herd of a 16year old being allowed to live with a 17 year old.” “Yeah well we lied, she’s 18, I’m 19 according to the crew of the Memphis.” What do I call you?” “Well, your name is #4 to all of us BOMBs, so get ready for that. You can call me #1, or 1.” “How many FBOMBs are there?” “There are 5 humanoids, and about 30 centurions.” “Are these files the files about us?” “Nope, these files are a opportunity. You’ve never been allowed into the computer before, I need to bet into there.” “Why do you need to get into it 1?” “You’ll find out, let me concentrate.” “Can’t deal with my questions?” “Yes…security systems are down…all cameras in our direction are offline.” “You did that, how do you know where the main computer is?” “I know a great many things, I only need to get you to the main computer.” “Why is it so important that I get there?” “You’ll see soon enough.”
He stopped talking to me after that. When we reached the main computer room, there were two guards outside of the room. I looked at #1, he looked at the two guards, and we went right pass them. I had the feeling that #1 used projection to make them think we weren’t there. There was nobody inside the room, I walked over to the main computer. It was very large, 6ft by 6ft. I looked at the F-BOMB… “Now, why was it so important that I get here?” “Put your hand on the screen.” “Why?” “Just do it #4.”
I put my hand on the screen, and felt a strange sensation go throughout my body. The screen bent or moved towards my hand. I felt all that was in the computer enter my brain. Every single file, every bit of data that was in the main computer, was now in my brain. Once the information stopped flowing into me, I took my hand off the screen… “How did I do that?” “I found out we have that ability one day by accident. The humans here have no way of knowing what you just did. All you did was copy the data. You don’t know how to take, and erase everything they have. We, all BOMBs, are connected. We all now know what you know, what you just took from that computer.” “Are you sure they can’t find out? What if they find out I’m not human?” “If that does happen, every BOMB will come here. We will rescue you.” “I feel a bit sick.” #1 smiles at me. “Your just not used to using any powers. Giving your Sergeant that…yeah, I got a headache.” “What’d you give him?” “Go back the way you came, you’ll be safe when you get to your room. We’ll be watching you, like we have. Until the next time 4.”
The other me vanished, and I walked down to my room confused and a bit dizzy. When I enter my room, I fall down. Everything in the room is spinning, I must have done too much at one at the main computer. My darling lover herd me fall, and rushed too me. She was very worried about me, and tried to help me up. But many things made this very difficult for her. I am 6ft tall, and she is 10 inches smaller than me. Also, there is a great weight difference between us. I’m about 100lbs heavier than she is, she moved me 4 feet then dropped me…
“O NO! I’m sorry!” “It’s ok hun, I know I’m a fat a$$.” “No you’re not, what’s wrong with you?” “I feel very sick honey, I need to see the doctor.” “I’ll get the doctor for you.”
She kissed me on the head, and rushed out the door. She came back very fast, it only took here 10 minutes. The doctor examined me, and told me it was due to lack of sleep. He said all I needed was more rest. “You’re sure that’s all that’s wrong with me Doc?” “Yes, just rest more.” “Did Sergeant Connors come and see you? I spoke with him earlier and he was very sick.” “I’ve never seen anything like Connors before. He just checked out with great health last week. Nothing was wrong with him, there were no symptoms of this before.” “Of what before Doctor?” “He has a brain tumor. I have to do more tests, but it’s very large. I don’t think he’ll live to see the rest of this week…anyway, rest more.”
My love saw the doctor out, and closed the door behind him. I couldn’t believe what he told me, and what F-BOMB did. I never thought such a thing was possible. The thought that I could do this to someone also bothered me. I looked up to see my love looking at me. “I’m so happy you’re ok.” “I guess no more crazy sex all night hu?” “I’ll let you rest at night.” “You’re crazy if you think we’re not tonight.” “O, but I thought you needed rest?” “Stop messing with me.” I smile, and she smiles back. I the get up, and go into the bed room. I get into the bed, and snuggle with my snooky bear. She falls asleep, I wish I could. There are so many thing racing through my head. I’m a cylon, everything I know might not be real. The only thing I can be sure is real, is the love I receive from my cuddle muffin. I’m positive these two years haven’t been fake. I fall asleep for some time, and wake up due to the stirring of my love. I look over, and she’s been awake for a few minutes. I look at the clock, It’s 2:00 pm. I turn back to the love of my life… “Hi cutie.” “Hi. You slept longer than I did.” “Yeah for once, I guess the Doctor was right.” “Do you feel any better?” “I feel a lot better.” I kiss her “Hey hun, you remember when you said you’d love me no matter what?” “Yes I remember, and I feel the same way now.” “You’d love me even if I wasn’t what I seemed to be?” “What are you talking about, tardonaught.” “I’m a…a cylon.” She looks down my pants. “Erm, what?” I laugh. “It doesn’t work like that, but I am a cylon. Do you still love me?” “Does It still work?” I smile, realizing that she will love me no matter what. Her sense of humor didn't hurt me. “Why don’t we find out?”
Once again, I awake due to my loves hogging of the pillow. I look over at the clock, it’s 6:00 pm. I get up, and try to find something for dinner. I have no idea how too cook anything, just breakfast foods. I go back into the bed room, and snuggle up next to my love. She wakes up for a second, looks at me, then goes back to sleep. I try to sleep, but right as I get sleepy there’s a knock at the door. I go to open the door, and I realize I’m naked. I get dressed, this time without waking my love. I open the door, and find the Admiral of our 2 ship fleet standing at my door. With him is several security officers, armed with a plethora of weapons. “Admiral Jubi? Come in, what can I do for you?” He turns to the officers. “Wait out here.” Then he comes inside. “Sir, what’s up?” My darling precise comes out of the bed room, she must have woken up from all the talking. “I herd the door open, is everything ok?” “I think everything is ok. Admiral, what can I do for you?” He looks at us for a while, then just says it. “I’m placing you under arrest.” My lover hugs me. “What for?” “We have found out that you are a cylon.” “So you’re going to execute me?” “Yes.” I turn to the one person who matters to me the most. “I’ll be back.” I see that she’s crying, I hug her tight, and whisper into her ear… “Others will save us.” She looks at me, I look back. We kiss, then the Admiral opens the door. “I love you honey.” “I love you too.” “Don’t cry, I’ll be back.”
I’m then taken out of my room, and led by the officers. The Admiral is in front of all of us. “Hey Admiral.” “Yes Private?” “This is going to be the biggest mistake you ever made.” He doesn’t say anything after that. We take about 15 minutes to get to the brig, where I am locked up. The officers and the Admiral leave the room, the other inmates in the other cells look at me. I look back, and they look away. I hear them whisper “cylon”, news reached the ship fast. I look at the corner of my cell, there’s the F-BOMB #1. “So how are you going to get me out of this #1?” “O, you’ll see soon enough. You wont even have to wait an hour. Just stay right here. You’ll see how strong we BOMBs are. See you in a while.” He disappeared again, and I waited for something amazing.
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Cylon Model F-Bomb
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Jan 1, 2011 10:12:03 GMT -6
Post by FBOMB, all of them. on Jan 1, 2011 10:12:03 GMT -6
This story starts out following One, then follows Two then back to One.
The Rescue of Four.
I knew this day would come, when the humans would discover #4. I thank God it happened now, just weeks after my broken foot healed. Strangely, F-BOMB #3 had a broken foot, same broken bones. His foot also healed when mine did. So much to do, so little time. I have to get #2, PrototypeCEHD, have to go to New Earth and get #3, and need #5 from the Armistice Station. Need to send many projection messages at once. I finally come across a mirror…
“Listen, I need you to come to the 107 right now! We need to save F-BOMB #4. There’s no time, get here now!!!.” That’s the message for #2 and Prototype, now for #5. I look into the mirror, close my eyes, open them, and find myself in F-BOMB #5’s Mini-star. I see him, and he see’s me… “Listen 5, I need your help.” “O, you need my help. After you screw me, and send me to this place! You give me this piece of crap, Mini-star, and accept me to help you!” “#4 is going to be executed! The tiny fleet he’s a part of is very powerful. He needs all the help he can get, if we expect him to get out.” “You’ve controlled me for far too long. Letting me do very little here, and when I do something you or #3 doesn’t like, you two give me excruciating pain! You two may be the most powerful projectionists out of us, but I can block you now!”
I am then throw across the room, and dent a wall of the 107. I should have treated #5 better, but the lives he would have taken meant something to #3 and I. I leave that hallway, and continue down to the main bridge. I find Sub Commander Heyt, and Intelligence Center LotharX doing their duety’s. Sadly, they’re the only non-centurion crew of my star… “Heyt, are we ready to leave? Has everyone been accounted for?” “Yes sir, you’re “brothers” have arrived.” “Good, send a message to Kilrathi that we are leaving on an ergant mission. That cylon lives are at stake, and that we will return in less than a day.” “Message has been sent sir.” “Good, now jump to New Earth!”
The next thing we saw on the screen was the entire New Earth Fleet. A message was sent to the Ajna, F-BOMB #3’s basestar… “#3, you are called to help #4. Are you ready?” “I have just sent a message to Slade, I’m ready.” “Just to these coordinates.” I think of the spot, then the two Hades/Ajna class base stars jump away from New Earth. In a very remote, empty part of space, the two basestar end their jump from New Earth there. Many plans and preparations occur, the two basestars must be ready for this fight. All the BOMBs and Prototype are in a laoding bay…
“Ok, only so many of us BOMBs can do so much at once. We all need to be on the Battlestar Memphis. We need someone to control all the raiders with projection.” F-BOMB #2 looks at me. “I can do that while we fight on the Battlestar. I just can’t use projection on anything else.” “Ok, that leaves #3 and I free to do anything.” “That’s a good thing #1. Sorry to say #2, 1 and I are the strongest.” “O sure, break my heart #3. We’re ready #1, let’s go kick some ass.” “#3, get to you Star and talk to the little crew you have. I need to make a little bit of a speech here.”
F-BOMB #3 leaves, and I walk to my only crew members. “Heyt, LotharX, I need you two to stay here.” Lothar looks puzzled. “Why sir, don’t you need everyone.” “I need you two to stay on the ship for many reasons. The greatest being the special resurection systems we have here, could fail. This might be a very tough battle, if I die for good, I need you two to make shure that the purple button on my chair on the bridge is pressed.” Heyt looks at me funny. “What will it do sir?” “It’s a special nuke, not one of mine. Just press it, and jump.” “Yes sir.” “I’m staying down here with the boarding force. You two are the best officers I have ever served with.” I salute them, and they salute me back. They leave for the bridge, I then walk over to #2 and Prototype. “You two ready?” Prototype looks over at me. “You know bro, you get me into the worste things.” I smile. “Well, that’s my brotherly love. Can you handle all that #2?” “Can you handle my foot in your-” “I’m glad to hear it.” We hear F-BOMB #3 over the loadspeaker giving the ok to jump. We enter our heavy raider as we jump. I can feel when we have stoped the jump. I can feel #4’s bordum, the doors open, and all our heavy raiders leave the two Basestars. At the same time, #2 send all the Raiders out. The two Battlestars were take completely by surprise. Our heavy raiders enterd their Viper bays before they could lanch any.
No one was even in the bay when we got there. We exited the heavy raider, I haden’t noticed it before. #2 had made a helmet just for this day. It was a skull helmet, all black, with little red, glowing eyes. We move out of the bay, and into a hall. It’s #2, Prototype, 50 centurions, and I. #3 had smashed his Heavy Raider two decks above us. We humanoids lead, and get to a T shaped hall, then encounter humans. I order the centurions to coninue down the hall, while we take care of these humans. I, #2, and Prototype kill the 5 humans at the end of the hall. We contunie down, where more humans block out way. There are much more this time, again, another T shape hall. As we 3 try to kill these 12 humans, A wall behind then breaks open. The F-BOMB #3, and two Centurions come out of the hole, and kill every human. Something’s different about these Centurions, then seem…not robotic. More like a humanoid than a centurion. I ignore that for now, a huge explosion shakes the ship. I feel a little funny about it, like I caused it somehow. We get 3 minutes without running into any humans. Then we hit a large force, 17 humans behind a barricade. One human has a 50 caiber rifle, he gets F-BOMB #3 in his helmet visor. Luckly, the visor is bullet proff, and only cracks the screen. We are pinned down, all we can to is hope he can hit them. We see a human run tword the barricade from another hallway. He’s yelling, “There’s a unstoppable Cylon coming!” Then the human is shot several times. All the other humans turn twords that end of the hall, and began to shoot. They were all killed in a matter of seconds. We stood up, and herd the clank of metal boots. It’s was F-BOMB #5!
“Good timing #5, glad to see you.” He didn’t respond, he just stared at me. His helmet blocked his eyes, but I knew he was staring at me. His armor was covered in blood. He must have had a lot of fun with the humans. “Still pissed?” “I’m furious. You couldn’t care if I lived or died!” He pushed me hard. The claws on his gloves made a scratching noise on my armor. “Another BOMB was needed at the A.S.” “So why did you have to use a resurection pod that was already being used!? Why did you make me the opposite of you!?” “There are only three pods for BOMBs.” “You could have made another one!” #3 spoke. “It’s not 1’s fault 5.” “Stay out of this 3, I’m pissed off with you too!” 3 shut up with that. 5 looked back at me. “That knowledge is beyond me, we don’t have time for this now!” “You didn’t have time to properly make me, now you will deal with me!” He shoved me hard, I went back into a wall. I dented it very well, this pissed me off. I kicked him in his cheast, he went back into a wall. The wall nearly broke, he tackle me throught the wall I was shoved into. We went throught 3 walls, then we feel to the floor. I kicked him into the ceeling, it was dented. I then kicked him through another wall. He fell into 3 humans. They got ready to fire upon him. I didn’t wait, I killed two of them. #5 riped ones arm off. Several more humans came down the hall, ready to attack. #5 ran at them like an animal, ripping the humans to pieces. I only thought such carnage was possible in fiction. I looked at him, and saw nothing but hate and anger… “I’m sorry 5, we treated you horribly. I should have given you all that I could. But there’s nothing wrong with you, you can change yourself. You just need to forget your imperfections, and become great. Like all of us BOMBs…” He looked at the floor, thinking. The rest of our crew met up with use, and we resumed our path toward the brig.
It takes us a while before we reach the brig. We haven’t run into any humans for a while. The sounds of gunshots are herd from many directions. We enter the brig, where we see #4 just standing there, waiting for us… “What took you so long #1.” “I had to get the welcome home party ready. Do you know any of these men?” I look to the other prisoners. “No, I don’t know any of them.” “Ok, then you’re free to go. #2, do the honors.” #2 walks to the door. He ripps it off the rest of the cell. “I never thought I would take a human out of jail before.” We laugh, all but #5. “Hey 5, wanna have fun? Go right ahead.” We leave the brig, the sounds of humans suffering is followed by our departcher. #5 catches up to us quickly. I know that the mission is not done yet. “Ok 4, we need to get your girlfriend.” “Yes, up these staris.”
On our way there we run into to #4’s love, he found someone very important. The Admiral of the fleet was still giving orders to some last troops. The few communications officers next to the Admiral die fast. The Admiral then turns to find all 5 of us. I in the front, #3 and #5 to my left and right, and 2 and 4 behind them. I spoke for all of us… “So Admiral, I seem to recall someone telling you this was…what? Yeah, your biggest mistake ever.” He must have seen #4 behind us, he drew his pistol, and just got to get his arm at a 180 angle. The gun was the blow to bits, only the hanlde, with the clip, remaind. It was #5, he destroyed the Admirals weapon. I looked back at the Admiral… “Now now Admiral, acting like that won’t do you any good. You Can’t kill one of us, let alone all of us. Are you just trying to get revenge?” The Admiral then takes a knife out, and with haste, throws it at #4. It is caught at the tip of the blade by #3, and thrown back at the Admirals feet. I didn’t stop looking at him. “Now, we BOMBs want revenge.” I focuse as hard as I can on the Admiral. Thinking of one thing, one horrible death. It takes about 20 seconds. He screams as loud as he can the last 10. It must have been very painfull. He then exploads, bloody chunks of him cover myself, #3. I wasn’t so sure about #5, he was already covered in so much blood. We take as little time as possible to get to #4’s room. When we get there, and open the door, we find his love hiding. She tackles him, and is very happy to see him. They are truly a perfect couple, there love is the most powerful thing that can be ever seen. She sees us, and asks who were are. I take my helmet off, and tell her that #4 is one of us. Right after I say that, 2, 3, and 5 all say “One of us.” in one monotonous voice. Then laugh about their awkwardness. #4 packs two bags, and we begin to leave.
As we went down the hall, we found 8 humans. That was too many for our safety. I ran out of amunition in my wrist gun and my pistol a long time ago. In the humans moment of fear, I attacked them. I took my extending sword, extended the blade to the max limit, 5ft. I then began to kill the humans, I had know idea what I was doing. I just saw, and killed. I was then surrounded by death, our party was starring at me. I could feel the statisfaction in #5, he knew he wasn;t the only death machine. I told them to keep moving forward, and went down to the intersection of this hallway. I then felt a horrible pain in my neck, couldn’t breath. I got dizzy, began to fall to the floor. Self destruc, self destruct, self…
#3, 5, and I all had this feeling to say, “One of us.” right as #1 said that. He seemed a bit disappointed with that, he then put his helmet on, and we got back to escaping. 4 packed two bags, I saw he had a huge gun. It looked like a revovler, but it must have taken 50 caliber rounds. He projected to me that his girlfriend fixed it for him, and gave it to him as a gift. What a gift, every BOMB needs a revolver.
#1 lead us in the hall, everybody else was behind me. We saw 8 humans in our way, they saw us. Before anyone had a chance to react, #1 just exploaded. He took his sword out, and charged at them. He seemed to roar, which not only frighted the humans, but us as well. He had his sword, but the first thing he did was rip the jaw off of the human in front of him. That man fell down, #1 put the jaw through another man’s eye. This must have hit the brain, the man droped dead. Then he cut a man in half! Straight down the middle, the other two humans went to run, but something strange happened. They all broke their foot at the same time, each left foot. #1 must have used projection, that was a very strange “coincedence”. He then grabed one humans arm, and ripped it off. He beated that human to death, with his own arm. He killed the rest of the humans is equally horrific ways. He looks at us, with our jaws to the floor. He dismissed everything he did, and just siad, “Keep moving”. He turned to the next hall, we all started to move. Then we herd a gun shot, we looked up, and #1 began to fall. Before he hit the floor, he exploded, there was nothing left of him.
All F-BOMBs make their armor so that it self destructs when we want to, or when our heart flatlines. This is so the humans can’t disect us, and figure out our projection. Everyone was im more shock this time. Sadley, our armor is protective all over. #5’s armors is the closest thing to perfect armor. The rest of us have weak spots. One of #1’s was the neck,…I look over at #3... “Let’s go kill those mother fu**ers!” I am the second F-BOMB, I assume command now. We turn the corner, and see that there is two snipers. They both have 50 caliber sniper rifles. I get hit in the cheast once, but my armor is strong there. I shoot him, through his scope, into his brian. #5 runs up to the other sniper, he tears that mans head off. We continue down, and get to the Viper bay without any problems. #4 looks over to us… “My Viper is right there, it has enough room form my love and I. I’ll meet you on your basestar.” “Ok, 3, you stay here and make sure all the Centurions get to these Heavy Radiers. I’ll take 5 to the Devastar. He blew up his Heavy Raider.” With that, we left to the Devastar. We left #4’s Viper follow us, and we enterd the docking bay. As far as ships go, #4’s Viper looked awesome! We went to the bridge, and were told that #1 was brought back to life! He left to do something very important. We received a message from the Ajna, it was #3, he had gotten all surviving Centurions on his star. I then projected all the Raiders to the stars. When I was done with that, it felt like I had dropped 1000 lbs. Sub Commander Heyt then hit a button on #1’s chair, and we jumped to a planet. “What was that button Heyt?” “Commander F-BOMB told me to hit that when we jumped. He told me after he was brought back. He said it was a special nuke, but not one that he made.” I started to laugh. “I can’t believe he did it!” “Did what sir F-BOMB #2?” “I’ll explain later Sub Commander.”
I met up with 4, his girlfriend, 5, and Prototype. I projected a message to 3 to meet us on the planet. A some what slow flight down to the planet brought me back to a normal attitude. I didn’t have to worry about killing any humans, or being killed. We landed on the planet as I was counting how many I killed, about 35. The planet was a paradise, we were surrounded by a beautifull jungle. I looked at my fellow BOMBs, everyone was looking around. We had about a good 2 miles of free space, then the forrest started. 4 and his girlfriend were as close as physically possible. Then I felt something strange, as if I had lung cancer and I was just cured. I couldn’t explain it, but I felt different. I had spaced out, when I focused my eyes I noticed that 4 was acting strange now. He was holding his stomach, and his lover was very conserned. “My stomach feels weird.” “What’s wrong huny?” “Yeah 4, what did 5 do to you?” “I didn’t do anything to him.” I laughed. “You’re always doing something wrong.”
#3’s raider finally came down, he had a breif case. He was planning a joke that envolved me. We talked about 4 for a little while, his stomach wouldn‘t stop acting up. Then another raider landed, #1 walked out. It was very strange not seeing #1 in any kind of armor. He wasn’t even armed, this was a very new thing for us BOMB’s. “I can’t believe what you did 1!” I smiled. “What do you mean 2, what did I do that has you baffled?” “The nuke, you di**.” “You know, that really pissed me off that they put that on my Devastar! I mean, I know it serves the Legion. But for sh**s sake, I designed the damn ship!” “That’s why I totally agree with you doing that. Hey, somethings wrong with 4.”
We looked a 4, and 1 said nothing was wrong with him. He said everything that was happening to him is normal for him. We then felt the ground shake, and something started to come out of the ground 500ft away from us. As this dome like object started to surface, #1 walked to #4. When the object finally came out of the ground, 1 had his hand on #4’s right sholder. “What do you two think of your new home?” “What do you mean our new home?” “I knew the humans would get to you eventually. When I found out you fell in love, I started construction.” I gasped. “That’s what you were doing the whole time your foot was broken!” “Yes, this and other things. I found this planet a long time ago. I was gonna let #3 do research on it, but I figured it would be just for us BOMBs.” 5 walked closer to us. “But the coordinets are in the star. And humans might find this planet.” “I was worried about that 5. The coordinents will be wiped from the stars, and your memories.” This plan bothered me a bit. “Are you sure you can do that?” “I know you guys don’t like it when I control you.” He looked over at #5. “But just the planet, and where it is, that’s something that could be a problem. God forbid, humans get one of us, they could come right here, just to screw with us. That’s also the only thing i'm taking from you, nothing we do here, or the memory of 4 and his love will be taken from you.” 4’s girlfriend looked away from her love, and to 1. “What’s wrong with my boyfriend?” 1 smiled. “4 is starving! Let’s go inside you’re house and get some food.” This blew my mind. “What?! We don’t eat, we’re pretty much robotic in that sense!” “Well why do you think I left 2? I went to the Legion to fix our pod problem.” He looked at 4’s girlfriend. “We have creation pods that also act as a fail safe resucertion pod. I created every BOMB in one of those pods. The problem is that there’s only three pods. I tried creating 4 with 2’s pod, but if one died, he would kill the other. Something strange with the pod, only one life could have been sustained with one pod. I fixed the problem before I created 5, I also used my pod for 5. But that’s getting away from my point. I went back, and reprogrammed 4. He now needs to do everything a human does. I don’t think 4 will be able to live centuries longer than his love.”
I didn’t think 4 would like this information. But he and his love became very happy. I don’t understand how things like this could make humans happy. But, I’m a machine, in some ways, I don’t have emotions. #3 took a bottle of whine out of his brief case. “We should celebrate, we accomplished what we wanted to.” 1 looked at 3. “No one here drinks. Why would you bring that?” 3 looked at the bottle. “No use is wasting it then.” 3 then swung the bottle at 5’s head. It smashed over his helmet, he was covered in whine. We all stared at what 3 did, and thought 5 was going to go nuts again. 5 then looked at 3. “I’ll tell you something about that bottle…” There was a five second pause. I expected hell. 5 said. “That bottle was a wonderful year.”
3 then looked at the bottle, and pretended to laugh. We all laughed, I guess that was the start of 5 showing that he wasn’t always angry. He probably just needed to get all his anger out about 1. #1 then instructed 5 where there was a hose, so he could get the whine off. #1 showed us around the building, and explained many features of it. 4 and his love will be very safe here, from humans and cylons. We spent and hour there, it would be a while untill we got to see 4 again. While we were talking, #1 had 4’s viper fly down using projection. #1 had a hanger build, it was connected to the building. This hanger was also underground, and was activated to surface with projection. It seemed that everything on this planet would work like that. #1 rembered to explain that 4 still has most of his cylon abailities. Everything except an extended life. The rest of our time on the planet was like that. Just joking and fun family time. When we left, we met up on the Devastar. “So 1, what are we doing now?” “2, time to go home. We have a lot of paper work, and explaining ahead of us.” He turned to 3. “Thanks for helping out, have fun at New Earth.” “You sent me to New Earth, now it’s my home. Goodbye 2, 5.” He hugged us all, a manly hug. Then he left to his star, then jumped away. 5 was a little distant from us, physically. I walked over to him. “Thanks for helping out when you did.” I hugged him, looked at 1, then left to the security room. I wanted to see how different it was to the one on the Legion. 1 and 5 started talking when I left.
2 left 5 and I alone, I guess he read my mind. He knew I was going to try to have a heart to heart talk with 5. We both began to walk down a hallway, down to my room. “I really apreciate you coming when you did 5.” “Did I have a choice, you and 3 controlled my actions back at the Armastic Station.” “I’m sorry about all of that, we won’t do that anymore. But, you can’t just kill anyone that makes you a little angry.” “A lot of things make me angry. Me being a chance really sets me off.” “It’s was a chance that I would die too. And every one of you are important to me.” “So why did you give me the mini-star?” “There’s nothing wrong with it, just because it’s half the size of a Basestar. You can change it if you try, we have many tallents.” “What do you think the kid we were based off of was like, Ale-” “What ever memories you have of our childhood, are his memories. Which cracks me up about Prototype.” “What do you mean 1?” “You can remember back to before the war. He is our little brother, by fifteen months. So who ever made us, knew about him too.” “I thought PUREVENOM made BOMBs?” “I’m not so sure about that anymore. Too many things make me think BOMBs were made by someone else. Why would PURE make a Cylon with the potential of what we can do?”
We reached my room as I finished that question. I went in, got something, then came out to continue with 5. We kept talking as we made our was to the bridge. We then jumped to the Armistice Station, stated why we were here. Then 5 took a Heavy Raider, and left for his Mini-Star. We jumped back to the Cylon Legion, and I was ordered to Meet up with BobbyScars, and others. 2, Prototype and I took a Heavy Raider, and we met up with Bobby as soon as we could. We found Bobbyscars, he wanted reports on what happened. We all agreed to do then as soon as possible, we went down the hall to the Security room to figure out what exactly we would report. We talked to each other telepathically, untill we ran into another surprise. Atomicpunk was in the middle of a hall, with something under a tarp. 2 left me, he was going to write that report. I thanked my brother for helping, he went to go back to the star he served. I walked up to Atomic, a big smile grew on my face… “Hey Atomic!” “Hey FBOMB, I herd something bad about you.” “O yeah, what did you here?” “I herd you died again, because of your shi**y armor. Since you keep dieing, I made you this.” He pulled the tarp off, and I was stunned by what I saw. A beautifull armor suite, of silvers and golds filled my eyes. The blair of the red cape also caught my eye, but the suit had my full attention. “I was gonna say my armor didn’t suck. But looking at this, everything sucks compaired to this.” I continued to examine the armor, there was no cracks. What I mean is, there was no little place for a bullet to get under the armor. Not like my old suit, which had a lot of weak spots. “What features does it have?” “Well, since you have a lot of ‘features’, the suite is just to protect you. You can add stuff to it if-” “No no no, I won’t do anything different to this. Thank you so much!” I hug Atomic, which makes him very uncomfortable. I notice a gun on the suit. “What’s that?” “That’s a nice pistol for you, get rid of your lead shooter.” “Why mention the bullets?” “Fire it off.” I shoot it at a wall, probably not a good idea. A red ball fires from the barrel, it goes through the wall. I looked at Atomic with an amazed look on my face. “What the hell does this shoot?!?” Atomic looked me over and left m to figure it out.
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Jan 2, 2011 17:09:35 GMT -6
Post by FBOMB, all of them. on Jan 2, 2011 17:09:35 GMT -6
The Admiral and his People
Many people ask me if my job is hard. They come up to me and ask, “John, how can you protect a whole system.” I tell everyone the same thing. That it isn’t easy, and that this system means a lot for me. Being the Admiral of a fleet, I have to fly around the colonized planet. My fleet consists of two Battlestars, the Arthritis and Leo. Arthritis has been a bit of a joke, it’s slow but has great fire power. This system means a lot to me for more than one reason. The main reason is that the planet that has been colonized has become my home. My family lives there, and a lot of people live on that planet. It is a beautiful planet, there’s a lot of emptiness on it. But there’s enough to live on it.
I receive my orders strait from Colonial Command, I wasn’t always the Admiral though. You could say I became Admiral through bad happenings. All my superiors were K.I.A. one by one. I’m not at all happy about that, but it got me where I am now. I have been Admiral for 3 months, and have been in 1 battle as Admiral. We’ve been lucky that none of the Basestars haven’t destroyed the planet. Or even tried to nuke it, all of the Cylons focus has been on the fleet.
It’s a very strange thing to just shoot at the fleet. But I have never cared about how they think. My life was almost destroyed by the Cylons, I lost most of my family when they attacked Caprica. My wife was lucky to be on the Arthritis with me. We weren’t so lucky in that she was pregnant when that happened. We had some hard times with our child. But he’s 4 years old now, little Chad. We named him after our fathers, we have always had strange similarities like that. Our fathers having the same name, having the same blood type. We both have AB+, I got shot in the arm in one of the battles I’ve been in. I got her blood, that made me feel better. Our son is also AB+, I’m not really looking forward to making him donate blood. I guess when the time comes he’ll just have to do it.
I’ve been feeling very weird the past few days. Maybe it’s all the new Intel from Colonial Command. There’s been some kind of proof of new Basestars, or at least new one’s I’ve never seen before. One that really bothered me was this one in particular. It’s about twice the size of a Mark II Basestar, but is very different in shape. It kind looks like the points have been bent in a circular shape. The look doesn’t bother me, but the information on it does. As far as Colonial Command knows, there’s two of these stars. One is used by the New Earth fleet, that one is called the “Ajna”. The other is called “The Devastar”, that one is part of the Cylon Legion. What scares me about these two Stars is the lack of information on what they could do. The two Stars are also commanded by the same type of Cylon, the F-BOMB unit. They have been known to do whatever they want in their Stars. There’s some mention in reports on how F-BOMBs might have designed this type of Star.
The thought of two awol Cylons with their own Basestar bothers me. I must think that even Cylons must have some kind of order. But there was a fleet that had been destroyed a month ago. There’s some rumors that these two Stars did it. No one can really think of a reason why they would do it, but we’re at war. There are no real rules to war, I wish there was rules. Thinking that everything I now love can be nuked out of existence keeps me from sleeping. That isn’t the only thing that hasn’t let me sleep. I have the strangest feeling that I’ve been followed since this new Intel from Colonial Command came to our fleet. I can’t really explain it, but the feeling’s there.
Something strange happened in the last few days. People have been doing really weird things on the planet. For no reason, people walk out of their homes. We have been finding these people in a cave system which is quite large. There’s nothing special inside the cave, we’ve looked inside the entire system. But every time we find one of these people. They have some strange disease, that they didn’t have before the incident. We’ve lost 20 people on the planet, I have sent a message to Colonial Command about this. I hope they can help figure out what’s going on here.
It took a week, but Colonial Command sent one of their best Doctors. When he examined the bodies, he said he couldn’t really tell anything from it. He said that he would examine every person on the planet. Then when something happened, he might be able to figure out what has been going on.
Doctor Parkens started he work a month ago, he’s been missing for a week. He seems to have just vanished, no one knew where he went after he finished examining the last colonist. We asked that person, and she said he was fine when he left. He said that he was going back to the Arthritis to continue his work. I’m going to send parties into the cave system, it seems to be our best hunch.
Well, we’ve found Doctor Parkens. He was in the cave alright, he was all over the cave. We needed to take D.N.A. samples to make sure it was him. That was the only way we could tell anything with the mess in that cave. The strangest thing is, that there’s no animal life here. The only living things are the colonists, there’s nothing in the caves. If there was, we would’ve found it.
It’s been a month since Dr. Parkens was found. Colonial Command hasn’t replied to our last message. I’ve been feeling a bit down about this whole situation. We had a good thing here, it was nothing but peace. What’s going on down there on the planet. I’ve been really worried about my wife and child. I’ve been to the planet regularly, it’s time for me to fly down again. I’m too worried about them to really do anything.
It took a few minutes to fly down to the landing bay, but I noticed something was wrong when I got there. It didn’t hit me at first, but as I kept walking I realized what was wrong. All the colonist’s, everyone was gone! Every house, every foot in front of me was lifeless. I herd a strange noise above my head, a noise I’ve herd five times before. I look up, and there was two Basestars in orbit. The two base tsars were the two that the F-BOMBs commanded. They took my fleet out in five seconds, then jumped away. All together they we here for fifteen seconds. My heart sunk, all of my friends were on those ships. All my friends, all my loved ones…my family! I raced to my house, when I got there the door was torn right off the house.
I took my pistol out of my holster, and ran into my house. When I got into my living room, I saw a strange looking Cylon with my family. It turned around, and I shot it in the shoulder. I ran to my wife, and told her to take our son and run to the landing bay. I turned to the Cylon, and picked it up by its neck while he was kneeling. I threw it at a wall, then I started to hit it with my pistol in its head. I stopped, and looked at it more closely. The Cylon resembled someone in armor more than a Centurion. I took the helmet of the Cylon, and saw that it was a boy. A teen, blonde haired, blue eyes boy. He looked at me and started to laugh. He told me that my life was pointless, that all humans are pathetic. I asked him who he was, why he was here, while beating him with my pistol. He laughed the entire time, then he spoke. He said that I, Admiral John Veit has lost his whole life in a half of an hour. I started to punch him again, and he continued to laugh. Then, he faded away, and he became my four year old son. My sons face was a bloody pulp. He wasn‘t moving, blood was everywhere. I looked at my hands, my gun, they were covered in blood. I have been beating my boy, I dropped to the floor. I began to cry, and held my boy, but his head went limp. I killed my son, I look over to where that Cylon fell. My wife laid there, with a hole in her head. The shot that hit the Cylon, actually hit my wife! What has happened to me, am I losing my mind?!? I hear metallic footsteps as I cry. I hear a clunk, and look down to find that Cylons helmet. He leans down, and gets very close to my face.
“You humans, you’re such a strange species. You have such strange emotions, they serve no real purpose. All they do is conflict with your judgment. We F-BOMBs are devoid of emotions, yet I need to learn about them.” He smells me. “Ah depression, anguish, great qualities. Something that you humans should just have. That’ll make the war end faster. Sadly. This war is over for you, you didn’t know it. I’ve been on this planet for the last 3 months. I’ve been practicing special powers we BOMBs have, you humans are just toys to us. I made you kill your family, there will be no proof that I was here. You’ve had a brain tumor, and it just spanned across your whole brain.”
The Admirals eyes closed, and his life stopped. I needed to assassinate him, my mission was complete. I walked to his raider, and flew it off the planet. I need to know where my fellow BOMBs went after the attack. I hope they can sense my thoughts…the coordinates. They knew what I was thinking, not so surprising, the other BOMBs are very powerful. I have the Viper jump to the coordinates, and there’s the two Stars. The Stars that have been made, and only commanded by F-BOMBs. I fly to The Devastar, there’s a difference between the two stars. I walk down the halls, into a room that I have been in many times. I have had all my meetings with F-BOMB #1 in this room. I see a light shining on the floor, it is making a circle. Everything else is pitch black in the room, I go to the circle and kneel down. F-BOMB #1 walks forward, he’s followed by F-BOMB #3. They never leave their Stars unsupervised.
“Your mission was very successful. What did you learn?” “I learned that humans can be brought to pieces by their loved ones. If you strike their heart, they are nothing to fear.” “Very good, and how have you progressed with your powers.” “I have increased my powers a lot. I was able to make the Admiral kill his own family. He thought I was his family.” “Excellent #6, you have done a wonderful job. Your next target loves nothing, but you will hear more about that at another time. Your brain needs to rest from the use of your powers. You have been putting off that headache for too long.” I feel a rush of pain go to my head, the my vision starts to blur. “I need to rest 1.” “By all means rest, when you are done resting. We will enjoy ourselves, you have done a perfect job.” “Thank you, I can’t wait until my next assignment.”
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Jan 2, 2011 17:13:19 GMT -6
Post by FBOMB, all of them. on Jan 2, 2011 17:13:19 GMT -6
The Leader of Eve
Darkness is all that can be seen around. A figure steps through a door, this person is in armor. Gold and silver armor, with a red cape. It is F-BOMB #1, I am F-BOMB #6. I am the first and only assassin of the BOMBs. One has assigned me to learn about human emotions. I must kill specific targets, and learn through the experiences I give these targets. I have been ordered to ignore all the, what Humans would call, good emotions. To focus on the negative feelings the humans have. One has told me that I can learn the positive ones last, that it will be very easy. I stand up as One approaches me.
“Have you rested enough Six?” “More than enough One, I am ready for my next mission.” “Good, follow me.”
We walk out of the darkness, and into a large hallway. I have been on the Devastar for quite some time. Our sub-species of the Cylons is in control of two Basestars. Made mostly by Atomicpunk, there’s a lot about both Stars that is still unknown. Except for the Commanders, One and Three, no one has ever commanded our type of Star. It was specially built for our special type of projection. This, is how I am to complete my missions. Our projection can effect many things. Other peoples mind, and the actual physical world. Although I can not affect the physical world, I can effect others minds perfectly. This technique was started with One, but now all six of us can use it. As we walked through the halls, I passed by many Centurions. We have always held them very highly. We have died with some Centurions, but they don’t resurrect with us. Unlike most Centurions, One and Three have had then made with a speaking device. It wasn’t necessary, but for some reason it was given to all on a Star commanded by a BOMB. Most of the Centurions on the Devastar, are a strange creation by One. His own type of Centurion, they’re more durable and stronger than regular Centurions. Something else caught my eye as we walked along. Three was here, and he was training with a boy with blonde hair. It was another BOMB, but as I scanned him I soon found out that there was no file on him.
“One?” “Yes Six?” “Who’s that?” “That’s Seven, he still has two months of training left. Then he gets shipped off.” He stopped, then turned around to face me. “You will have to train him when he leaves.” “What will I train him in.” “Anything he needs more practice with.”
He turned around, and continued down the hall. After five minutes and twenty four seconds, we reached the Command Center of the Devastar. There, One stood by a data stream. He took off his gloves, looked at me, then put his hands into the stream. I did the same, I then say an image of a planet. One started to give me orders.
“This is the planet Eve, named that for the forests on the surface. You will go there to learn about your last emotion, fear. Now, this image of the lady.” “Yes, I see her.” “That’s your target, she is Governor Samantha Jones. It has been mentioned by many humans that she has no fear. You will drive fear into her, then end her.” The data flow from the stream ends. I take my hands out of the stream. “Yes, number One.”
He begins to walk out of the Command Center, I follow him. We make a somewhat long walk to one of the Hanger Bays. There, is the Viper I stole from Admiral Veit. One stopped in front of it, and I stepped into the Viper.
“The coordinates are set into the Viper. All you have to do is take her out, and punch the button. Good luck Six, we’ll be watching you.”
I then flew the viper out, and hit the FTL drive. When I come out of the jump, I see a large planet. Full of trees and a small city. The humans must have been here for a while, the city isn’t new. There’s many lights, and some vipers flying over the planet. I flew down, and landed on a landing bay. I got out of the viper, and encountered a man. I had my entire light armor on, but I would need to be seen. I projected that I was a white man, with long black hair. The man approached me.
“Hey, you’re not a pilot. You’re not in any kind of uniform. Do you have any kind of papers?” “I forgot, sorry.” I punched him in the face, the ripped his nose off. The landing bay was exposed to the outside air, so his voice echoed a bit as he screamed. He was on the floor as I looked around, I then twisted his head in a hundred and eighty degrees. I threw the body into the woods by the landing bay. I was lucky that the Humans had not yet installed some kind of camera system. I walked into the building connecting to the landing bay. As I walk in, I probe someone’s mind using projection. I learn that there’s going to be a party in several hours. There’s also going to be some activity with the Battlestars protecting this planet. They were on the other side of the planet when I arrived. Timing was perfect, I got here without trouble. I should be able to leave without trouble, the occasions on the Battlestar was an important one. The Battlestar that has protected this planet has been here for some time. Long enough for the Commanders son to get marred. This is happening tonight, the same time that party is going to. The party is a little celebration for the Commanders son, from all the people who couldn’t be on the Battlestar. The crew on the Battlestar Capricorn have a very dim crew. This dim crew helps me though, I continued down the hall. The man I probed had just came from the bar down the hall. He was a decorator, and a good friend of the Commanders son. But he didn’t know where Mrs. Jones would be tonight. I found the bar to be much darker then I thought it would be. This would be very good, I could ease off on the projection. Since they were drunk, I wouldn’t have to focus so much. I probed through the men’s minds, and found the information I wanted. Mrs. Jones would be in her house for the next few hours, then go to the party. He house was two building away, on the second floor. I had what I needed, but seeing most of the humans here bothered me. I walked up to a Human at the bar. I grabbed his drink, and chugged it. I projected this, in reality I let is spill on the floor. I looked at the man, and knew what I was going to do.
“Hey listen Bob, you know what I think about the marriage that’s going to happen tonight. I think those two shouldn’t be together, that whore’s been with the Commander before. Now she’s going on to the son, what kind of fraking mess is that family in?” Some of the marines in the bar herd me. And Bob James was a retired Lieutenant. They all stood up, except Bob. Bob just turned to me, as drunk as he was. “Listen, I don’t know who you are. But you’re wrong in what you’re saying. And I want my drink back!” He went to grab the glass, but I had to project that I yanked it away from him. I grabbed another glass, and smashed it across his face. He fell to the floor, and one marine went to punch me. I grabbed is wrist, and forearmed is elbow. His bones popped out of his elbow, his right arm made a ninety degree angle in the un natural direction. Everyone back up a bit, I stood and yelled. “O my gods, he’s a fracking Cylon!” They all begin to shoot at me, I guess they let guns into this bar. That’s a dumb thing to do, Humans get very stupid when drunk. By the time I made it seem my body had hit the floor. I had masked my body to look like the man I killed as I landed here. I walked to the building that housed Mrs. Jones. She must have liked the forest, the floor where she lived had a lot of windows. About half of the building faced the forest, with windows on each floor. The second floor was the highest floor on that building. Although this building was not the largest one built on the planet. The hill it was built on put it over all of the other buildings. I climbed a tree, and watched the entire second floor for two hours, twenty one minutes, and eight seconds. During that time, all I saw was Mrs. Jones getting ready. Perhaps the files on her should be remade to Ms. Jones. No husband or children ever came into that room. There was not a picture in any of the rooms that showed that she had any relations. They must have been killed off during the war. I climbed down the tree until ten feet. Then I jumped down, and made my way to the Dance Hall. I projected myself as a six foot tall, dark skinned man. I have nappy hair, and dark brown eyes. The tuxedo for the party completed this disguise. I entered the party, through one of the service entrances. I talked to people around Ms. Jones, to keep an eye on her. Talking to these simple minded humans was very easy, I just projected into their mind. They all had something that interested them, it was easy to find. I had to talk with these Humans for three hours, thirty seven minutes, and fifty six seconds. Dancing was not something that had been taught or programmed in me. I thought ahead this time, I had a few minutes to probe a few minds. Ms. Jones was busy talking with some citizens, and some important people who live here. Then she was asked to dance, I had to grab a partner. I couldn’t just be on the floor, I would bring too much attention. So I danced a bit, but not too well so that others would watch. When the time had come, I took the chance I needed.
This party has been in planning for months. Ever since Joe asked Natile the questions. Now it was finally happening, a few miles above us the marriage had already happened. The honey moon has probably already started, those two are mean for each other. The party is a bit much for me now, dancing for about an hour took most of the energy I had out of me. The music and everyone talking has made the room very loud. I need a few minutes of quiet, there’s no one out on the balcony. The night sky is so beautiful, all the stars are visible. To think that we searched years to find a habitable planet. Those years seem like such a long time ago. Building up this new home went by fast. Even the forest floor is beautiful, the trees always keep everything so dark. But the nighttime has everything equally dark. Nature is so beautiful, I can stare at the forest for hours. What’s that light blue thing, it looks like a ball of light. It’s a bird, and it’s very close to my face. It flew by so fast, it startled me. I spilt my glass of wine on the floor. It’s flying around my head, now off into the forest. Where the bird flew, a blue line had been formed on the ground. Maybe the wine has gotten to me, there’s the Josh. Maybe he see’s it too.
“O Josh.” “Yes Ms. Jones?” “I’m afraid I’ve drank too much wine. Do you see that blue trail in the woods?” I point to it, and he looks. “It’s not you ma’am, I see it too. It’s very strange how it glows on the ground. I don’t recall anything like that before. Do you want to investigate it?” “Why not, I could use a break from the party.” “Should we wait for Professor Jenkins?” “Yes, but let’s not wait for him.”
Josh put a call out on his radio, then we ventured into the Forrest. The blue line lead us deep into the forest. The dark must have been getting to Josh, he had his gun in his hand. The glow ended at a beautiful lake, which had one of the moons shining on it. It was such a gorgeous sight that became even better. An entire flock of the birds flew at us, and circled us. They eventually landed around us, and some on us. Josh had finally put his gun back into his holster. He had one of the birds in his hands. Then something snapped in the woods. All the birds flew away when the snap echoed through the woods. We both turned to where the noise sounded like it came from. Nothing came, Josh turned to look at me. He opened his mouth to say something, then jerked his head to the lake. He grabbed my hand, and pulled me off away from the lake. He got me back in the woods quick enough, but I got to see what he saw. There was something standing on a large rock in the lake. It was very tall, and far away from us. It stood on two legs, but the legs looked animal like. Almost like a goat or a cow’s legs, it had other strange features too. It had a large body, and a elongated head. The head also had horns, or what looked like horns. But what didn’t really fit was its wings. It had two large wings, that looked bat like. All I could see was the silhouette of it, Josh got me out pretty fast. He pulled me a few feet, then let go of my hand. He ran a foot behind me, we both ran as fast as we could. He used his radio to call for help, but the forest hasn’t been mapped yet. They won’t be able to find us, and we can’t even get out anymore. The blue glow we were following disappeared. We stopped, and looked around to try to figure out where we were. A loud roar echoed through the forest, it was very loud. That made me think it was close, so I pulled Josh’s hand and ran. I ran and ran until I saw a cave, I turned to face Josh. He wasn’t there, I looked at what I was holding. It was Josh’s hand, but it ended at his wrist. I screamed as I dropped it to the ground, then covered my mouth. I then heard another roar from the forest, it wasn’t close. But the sounds of branches snapping, and other cracking noises made me retreat into the cave. The cave was strangely lit up, there were lights hung in the cave. The cave was pretty small, I hid in the back. I got behind a rock, and crouched down on the ground. I herd nothing for a while, I thought for a few minutes that I might have lost it. Then I herd some kind of clunk, then another. It got closer and closer, and I held myself tighter and tighter. Then there was nothing as it got right to my rock. I looked up, and saw no shadow. I sat still for a some amount of time, there was nothing. No breathing, no shadow, nothing but me in the cave. I began to hear crying, I brought up whatever courage I had left. I got away from my rock, and saw a young boy. He had blonde hair, and blue eyes. He was down into a fetal position, and sat there crying. I reached out to him, and asked. “Little boy, what’s wrong?” He turned around to me, and he was missing half of his face. He stood up, and his eyes became an empty darkness in his head. He was much taller than me, he opened his mouth. Blood flew out of his mouth, and me almost vomited all over me. I started to run out of the cave, but I was slammed down to the floor. I was dragged all over the blood, and sat up on the wall. I looked up, and saw what looked like a strange Cylon.
I looked at Ms. Jones after I had fun with her mind. She was shaking, she just stared at me. “Well, you have a nice little planet here. But everything won’t last for ever. Everything goes with time, especially you humans.” I kneel down and get close to her. “Do you know the symptoms of a heart attack. We Cylons don’t get them, but you Humans however.” I look down at my feet, then back to her. “There’s many symptoms, and many things can cause it. Clogged arteries will make the heart beat faster. It beats faster and faster, but doesn’t get enough blood to the rest of the body. So it beats faster and faster, until it just stops. The muscle works itself to death…” As I said that speech, I made her think that’s what happened. But the humans two hundred and sixty two feet away from us, will find her body. They might autopsy her body, and find that nothing is wrong. Just that she died, for no normal reason. They will have to think of something ridiculous. Passing by the party was very easy. They got to the cave just as I got to the Viper. I got passed the Battlestars just as easily, the timing was perfect. I jumped away from the planet when I was two hundred miles away. The Devastar had not moved since I left it, but the Ajna was gone. I suppose Three had finished training Seven. I landed, then walked to the Command Center. I found it empty, all except for One and I. I walked up to him, and got onto one knee.
“The mission has been completed One. I have seen fear, and the target is gone.” “Very good Six, you’re mission are done for now. You have mastered most of our projection, and you now know all the negative emotions. You may now begin to make weapons.” I stood up. “Thank you One, but you told me I could learn about the positive emotions as well.” “Yes, I did.” He stood there, and the Command Center disappeared. We now stood on a planet, that had some grass. There was a building close to us. There was a young boy, and a young girl. They both looked like teenagers, and the boy looked very familiar. “One, is that…Four?” “Yes, that is Four and his lover.” “But your official report said he died.” “He is dead.” I looked at him, the Four and his love. “How am I supposed to learn about Human emotions?” “You will watch both of them, it won’t even take more than ten minutes. These two humans love each other more that God loves the Cylons.” I looked back at One. “Two Humans?” “Four is dead, that is Al_______ Ni_____. Four was re programmed to live a Human life, with his love. He is almost completely Human, he has one life. He can’t resurrect, but he still have all of our powers. He never really opened up to them. The Cylon in him is dead, those are two Humans. And they are the happiest you will ever see.”
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judgementofsaturn
Cylon
Cylon Model JOS
"All is not as it should be"
Posts: 39
Registered: Dec 31, 2010 0:43:40 GMT -6
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Post by judgementofsaturn on Jan 3, 2011 1:06:39 GMT -6
By god
and i thought MY story was long.
now i gotta make it longer.
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FBOMB, all of them.
Cylon
Cylon Model F-Bomb
Posts: 83
Registered: Oct 19, 2010 13:06:59 GMT -6
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F-BOMBs
Jan 3, 2011 11:00:31 GMT -6
Post by FBOMB, all of them. on Jan 3, 2011 11:00:31 GMT -6
Yeah I wrote a lot of stuff.
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