Nasa crouched down and slowly walked towards the user in the alley,trying to avoid the bright sunlight as best he could.The user was mostly concealed in shadow,but even then it was hard to make out its features.The only thing that Nasa could make out for sure was two red eyes piercing through the darkness like a flashlight.As far as he knew,the unusual user hadn’t seen him yet “Nasa105” So much for sneaking up on him.Nasa got into a normal standing position and walked over to the user “Who are you?” Nasa asked “are you testing out a new avatar for the mods or something?” “Your assumptions are incorrect” it replied.It’s voice was metallic.Only a hint of humanity seeped through:just enough to make it seem creepy “I am not one of your kind.To your kind,we are called the Musers.” “Sounds like a stupid name.What are you doing here,anyway?” “Im waiting” “for what?” “To reveal myself.The Muser’s have been in hiding for years.It is time for us to take revenge for what your kind did to us” “What did we do?” “You created us.You made us what we are” “Surely that’s a good thing” “You don’t know what it’s like to be one of us.Maybe I should show you” The ‘Muser’ as he called himself suddenly grabbed Nasa’s hand and it suddenly felt ice cold.Nasa ripped his hand away in shock,but his hand didn’t feel any warmer.He looked at it in horror:it had been turned into a dark black. “Don’t worry” the Muser said “it will wear off soon enough.The Blackvein dosnt affect you if you haven’t been touched for too long” He was right:Nasa felt the heat slowly return to his hand. “Of course,I cant afford to let you leave.I was foolish to come here.The knowledge of the Musers must be kept secret” Nasa tried to run,but the Muser moved like lightening:He grabbed Nasa by the neck and he felt his body turn cold again “Enjoy the Blackvein” the Muser said.After about a minute the Muser dropped Nasa and walked away.Nasa felt his entire body turn cold as his vision swam and he blacked out
“it began around 2041” Catwizard said as they walked to the medideck. “normal day on the MBs,people chatting,roleplaying,that sort of stuff.Then,for seemingly no reason,it all came crashing down.The MB’s were hit by pretty much every disaster you could think of:Earthquakes,tornados,acid rain capable of melting buildings,that sort of stuff.we thought it was a one off thing,but then it just kept going.by the end of the month the LMB’s were a total ruin.The Mod’s called all the users to the Welcome forum,the only place not seriously damaged by what we now call the Scouring” “wow” Junior replied “sounds pretty awful” “it was.We knew we needed to abandon the LMB’s.we built 20 massive spaceships,each the size of a city and capable of holding the full population of the boards in status.These ships became known as the Ark Fleet.within a year the fleet was launched.by that time the LMB’s were just rubble.Soon after the launch,it just gave up: the planet’s entire structure collapsed.The ground crumbled apart and it imploded.There wasn’t any going back.” “Once in space,the plan was to keep the Ark Fleet together and find a new planet to call LMB’s 2.But space is very hard to travel:within several days of the launch the Ark fleet was scattered across space,and pretty soon afterwards we learnt another major lesson: space isn’t very easy to survive either.the Arks were dying off one by one.now,20 years after launch,there are only 3 Ark’s we are entirely sure are active,5 that are unaccounted for,and 12 that we know were destroyed.we know that because we found their empty shells and retrieved their cargo” “what destroyed them?” Junior asked “we have no idea.They were all pretty different causes,though” Catwizard stopped outside a white door with a red cross on it,which Junior assumed was the Medideck.He was right:the door opened to reveal a gleaming white corridor lined with beds,robots armed with remedies and antibiotics moving around.there wernt many users around:a few lying on beds with robots treating them,a few hanging around chatting.One user,however,walked up to them and greeted them “hello!” he said “Im Scientist Tennisdude10!Who are you,why are you here,and what are you doing here?” he sounded almost ecstatic “You know me already” Catwizard said “this is Junior.He’s just woken up from status.We need you to check for signs of deliberate brainwashing” “I didn’t know of Ark’s that deliberately memory wiped people” “nor do i.thats what worries me” “will you be able to get my memories back?” Junior asked “you might” Tennisdude replied “it depends on how long you’ve been brainwashed for.Is it large chunks of memory you’re missing?” “he’s missing his memory from 2029 to 2037 when he was put In status” Catwizard replies “There wasn’t any damage to the status pod,so we’re assuming it’s deliberate” “ok.if you’d like to lay down here,that would be appreciated” Tennisdude said.Junior did so while Tennisdude started shouting after anti-memory wipe robots “is it normal to have been deliberately memory wiped?” Junior asked “no,it isn’t” Tennisdude replied “that’s why I enjoy reversing it.the process is beautifully monotonous and I never get to do it!” “that’s enough,Tennisdude” Catwizard whispered “you don’t want to freak him out” “you’ve already succeeded…” Junior muttered “oh,sorry” Tennisdude walked over to the bedside as the robot walked over,armed with a large helmet that fitted over Junior’s head “now” Tennisdude said “you’re just going to go to sleep ab…” Before he could finish,Junior’s eyelids came down like an anvil and he fell to sleep
“Well?” Catwizard said “did you learn anything?” “nope” Junior said.it was an hour later and he’d just woken up “all I’ve remembered is that my name is definitely Junior” “well,it was fun for me at least!” Tennisdude exclaimed.The way he said it kind of worried Junior,and by the looks of it Catwizard to. “That dosnt sound good” Catwizard said “We have had a few people whose memory has been wiped deliberately,but they’ve all come out of the process remembering everything.We’ll have to take a further look at your brain.But in the meantime,we’ll set you up with accommodation” Catwizard walked away and Junior got up and followed. “Hope to see you again some time!” Tennisdude shouted as the medideck door slid closed.
Tennisdude, bro. XD I have a favorite character in this one.
Nasa crouched down and slowly walked towards the user in the alley,trying to avoid the bright sunlight as best he could.The user was mostly concealed in shadow,but even then it was hard to make out its features.The only thing that Nasa could make out for sure was two red eyes piercing through the darkness like a flashlight.As far as he knew,the unusual user hadn’t seen him yet “Nasa105” So much for sneaking up on him.Nasa got into a normal standing position and walked over to the user “Who are you?” Nasa asked “are you testing out a new avatar for the mods or something?” “Your assumptions are incorrect” it replied.It’s voice was metallic.Only a hint of humanity seeped through:just enough to make it seem creepy “I am not one of your kind.To your kind,we are called the Musers.” “Sounds like a stupid name.What are you doing here,anyway?” “Im waiting” “for what?” “To reveal myself.The Muser’s have been in hiding for years.It is time for us to take revenge for what your kind did to us” “What did we do?” “You created us.You made us what we are” “Surely that’s a good thing” “You don’t know what it’s like to be one of us.Maybe I should show you” The ‘Muser’ as he called himself suddenly grabbed Nasa’s hand and it suddenly felt ice cold.Nasa ripped his hand away in shock,but his hand didn’t feel any warmer.He looked at it in horror:it had been turned into a dark black. “Don’t worry” the Muser said “it will wear off soon enough.The Blackvein dosnt affect you if you haven’t been touched for too long” He was right:Nasa felt the heat slowly return to his hand. “Of course,I cant afford to let you leave.I was foolish to come here.The knowledge of the Musers must be kept secret” Nasa tried to run,but the Muser moved like lightening:He grabbed Nasa by the neck and he felt his body turn cold again “Enjoy the Blackvein” the Muser said.After about a minute the Muser dropped Nasa and walked away.Nasa felt his entire body turn cold as his vision swam and he blacked out
This would've been an intense story.
I remember writing the first chapter and then having no clue where to go next.
The Lego Message Boards is in a great age of prosperity.2 years ago,it entered a great industrial revolution,and many inventions have been created and improved in this small space of time.the Technological school of the Mods teaches those with promising intelligence and enough money the ways of craftsmanship,engineering and science.weapons of war are becoming increasingly popular to improve,as a war has erupted in the city of Brickbook.the users inhabiting the city have turned against the mods,declaring the city as independent.Given enough time,this great rebellion will grow and other cities will join.across the boards,Skypirates duel in the skies,lending their assistance to whoever will pay the likes.As this great age of technology becomes increasingly unstable,the peace keepers of the boards,both official police forces and mysterious vigilantes,are facing threats never thought possible. Welcome to the Steampunk Message Boards.
A Board Among the Stars Chapter 1. This one's the longest and has the worst grammar. Buckle up.
White Allagator looked out of the window.The only buildings nearby that stretched up as high as the Mod Base were the Communus V space docks, surrounded by a cloud of postcraft and security drones.It was surprising how many users came to the planet these days. The room she was in was a council room.a circular,steel table took up most of the space in the room,white and modern walls surrounding it on all sides.the side she was on,the far right of the room,was one long window that was perfectly straight,perfectly adapted to user height.the left side had 2 steel, and currently deadlocked,doors. At a single thought the computer sprang to life:a floating blue orb in the middle of the table,picturing the entire boardverse, albeit in a smaller scale. “ok,then” she said taking her seat at the table “let them in” The doors slid open and the windows darkened,with only a low hum to be heard from ether. The other mods walked in as professionally as possible.Each mod was responsible for his or her planet.If they held down crime levels and kept the Boardverse strong,they would be the first to be rewarded.If their worlds turned to rebellion,they would be the first to be blamed.Even as mod of Communus V,the most important planet in the Boardverse,WA still couldn’t avoid her companions lethal reach.Each mod was joined by a military commander,a user hand picked by the mods to lead the S.P.A.M forces on that world. S.P.A.M,incidently,stands for Superior Protection and Attack Military.WA quite frankly hoped who had come up with that acronym was banned immediately afterwards.If the Final Guard hadn’t gone rouge,the S.P.A.M wouldn’t even exist,and acronyms would be all the better for it. She took her seat at the table.Next to her was her military adviser,Diglett809.he had been a hero in the Final Guard and was one of the few who didn’t go rogue.he sat down at the table with a top hat and suit:probably the most out of place figure here.WA still couldn’t believe he went to war in that top hat. “so” WA announced when her fellow mods were seated “what’s on the agenda today?” “We’ve located a rebel hideout on our RP moon” Stevensbike,the mod of Planet Chima,replied.several years before, they’d been a rebellion against the mods. Led by the legendary band of bounty hunters called the Speedy Seven,they took half of the Boardverse,ripped the Final Guard in two(rendering the mods nigh defenseless) and nearly brought the moderation system crashing down. However,when they reached Communus V,they faced the newly created S.P.A.M, obliterating the rebel forces and banning at least 2 of the Seven.They never stood a chance. “I thought the Rebels were all but destroyed by now?” Miakittymoon interrupted,her infamous pink fluffy ban hammer beside her “I mean,we know they survived,but they still survive even now?” “we knew the rebel bases still existed on our moon” stevensbike said “but not on this scale” one of the mods clearly thought something,as pictures were suddenly projected down from the computer.They were pictures of a battle,and by looking at the postcraft,WA knew it was recent “these pictures” Koolkanin announced “were taken 3 cycles ago on my world of Mixelon VII.The red craft you see belonged to the rebels.can you see what they have there?!” “Cruisers” WA finally said “Exactly.how can they still have hideouts at this point?” Koolkanin thought something and the pictures went down “there still a threat to the Boardverse” “but how can they still be active?” MKM said suddenly “the Speedy Seven are nearly destroyed,they have no support or anyone leading them.how can this happen?!” “maybe” Diglett said in the calmest voice WA had heard for the last 10 minutes “someone here is housing them” The mods stayed silent as if everyone had done this terrible deed.Then,WA broke the silence “Just to make sure you know,if any of you are found to be connected to the rebels,you will no longer be welcome here in the Mod Base,you will be hunted down by the S.P.A.M and we will not stop until you are banned.now” she said,rather calmly “whats next on the agenda?”
“you need to lighten up a bit, Junior!,” Pacman said as the 2 ex-rebels walked down the gleaming streets of Communus V,countless users walking in the same direction “ever since the war you’ve been as dull as possible.the wars over!we’ve been pardoned!What more could you want?” “maybe if I actually got respect from someone who isn’t banned” Junior retorted. Pacman had always been surprised about how he came back with some heated response.he had been this way since the Rebel Wars,and nearly everyone he knew had tried to help him forget what had happened,yet still he refused to forget. “well,the mods seem to respect you these days!I mean they pardoned you…” “don’t mention that day” Junior snapped back.He didn’t have pleasant memories of that time.personally,Pacman didn’t ether “look” Pacman said “you need a coffee.let's go in to Finding Friendships.They’ve improved by miles since a couple of years ago” The two went into the towering topic,having been built up constantly due to fame and likes.it currently had 34 floors available to everyone,and an extra 5 for special members.the two sat down and Pacman ordered 2 coffees.Coffees had somehow become fashionable since the Rebel Wars.countless shops had sprung up,but FF overpowered them all. “I really feel like I should help them again” Junior said “I still feel like my work with the rebels is unfinished” Pacman sighed “look,I know you want to help the rebels after what happened, but you can't!you remember what the Mods said! Help the rebels and you’ll get banned!You simply can't!” Pacman knew this wouldn’t stop Junior doing it someday,but what option did he have? “I don’t care” that’s the confirmation Pacman needed “I’ll fight by the rebels again some time” the Rebels were the only thing Junior talked about these days with any vague emphasis.So far,Pacman hadn’t found anything else that made him talk like that Suddenly,an explosion was heard above them.a few specks of dust fell from the roof.some users screamed.some users got up.some users ran out.
Only one of them ran up the stairs.
Pacman whispered something about MKM’s pink fluffy ban hammer before running after Junior.He could hear the sound of ban lasers firing from above:no doubt a battle between the Rebels and the S.P.A.M.He shouted after Junior,but heard no reply.He had longed for battle for too long,and quite frankly,Pacman had too,only he hadn’t let it control his life.the spiral staircase went on for ages,and Pacman thought about taking the lift at some point,before he finally reached the 33 floor.Junior had his back to the wall,confirming the obvious:The S.P.A.M were fighting the rebels,on the side of FF Junior was currently on.The rebels had blown their way in from the outside:a fighter postcraft floated outside,backing the rebels up with cover fire.Nether side had noticed Junior or Pacman…yet. Junior had taken cover behind a damaged wall,so unless the Rebels advanced,or worse,the S.P.A.M fell back,they wouldn’t get noticed.Pacman rushed over to Junior,hoping none of the embattled Rebels noticed.for the first time in years,he saw Junior smile “well,you tried at least” he said.Pacman was miles away from smiling. “Junior,you have no weapon,the Rebels don’t respect you after that…pardoning.look,the point is you cant fight anymore without getting blasted by both sides!” as soon as Pacman said it one of the S.P.A.M members flew back,crashing to the floor unconscious.Pacman had found them very hard to ban in the Rebel Wars, and he was sure Junior had to.he wondered why.Of course,that wondering quickly stopped when Junior grabbed the ban laser and dived into the battlefield. “brick”Pacman whispered before diving after Junior
The Classics system was different from other worlds.It wasn’t even one world:it was countless worlds stitched together into one massive monstrosity.surrounding it were a few moons and a few planets.It was often called the Junkyard.It was where planets went to end their days. The planet of LU was a battered world.the buildings were covered in dust of days gone by,brilliant designs lay lost in deserted streets, and the streets people did dare to walk on were hardly ever cleaned.but the streets were bustling with users.the main building in the central plaza was where millions of designs were held.the users there weren’t giving up yet. The main building spired up to cloud level,making the centerpiece of the central plaza.Four streets came off the plaza in a cross shape.Knightoffaith walked down the one called Paradox street towards the central plaza,keeping his head down. He was a rebel.He had fought in the Battle of Communus V,and had been hiding ever since.The Rebels were in abundance in the Classics system,but the mods knew that.it's the reason he was walking towards the main plaza now. Cicada646,the mod of Classics,standing on a raised wooden platform, crudely made,outside the main building.Users were crowding around it,watching Cicada as she made her speech: “People of LU,the Classics system,and the Boardverse.we are gathered here today,to see those who turned from the mods light,and what happens to them if they do!” Kof snorted,although not too loudly,obviously.Cicada had hunted the rebels like she had nothing else in the Boardverse to do.she often had to send a representative to Communus V for mod meetings.however,the extra time had paid off:No rebel wanted to go to the Classics System and no rebel could leave it without extreme precaution.the only reason Kof wasn’t high tailing out of here was because it was so hard. Cicada jested towards the back of the wooden steps,where 5 rebels were trooped up the steps by S.P.A.M troops. “behold the traitors!” she shouted as the rebels were pushed down into a kneeling position “so Cicada is still on her hunt,is she?” Kof whirled around and nearly pulled out the ban-stunner inside his pocket.He didn’t need to,however. “AwesomePythor.Rumor has it you were banned on Mixelon VII” Pythor raised an eyebrow “the rebels have thought me banned at least twice.you expect this to be any different?” “now isn’t the time for your stories” Kof replied “meet me later,Sentinel Street” Pythor nodded and turned back to Cicada.she raised her hand,and in perfect sync,the S.P.A.M activated their ban lasers with only a low whir to be heard.Kof now saw that one of the rebels was looking at him.Cicada lowered her hand. Kof saw the Rebel whisper “help us” before exploding into coding.
”Why the brick are the rebels attacking a coffee shop?!” Steampunk_Jedi s###ed as she walked down the spiral staircase into the Control Room:where Diglett,sitting in the middle of the room on what looked like a throne,controlled the S.P.A.M forces of Communus V.various users worked on computers around him.Diglett was facing a giant screen,streaming live pictures from Finding Friendships.He turned and saw Steampunk striding towards him. “oh,Steampunk” he said in a rather surprised tone.until then he’d been shouting loud enough to wake the banned “glad to see you here.i thought you were leaving with Catwizard back to Jurrasica?” Steampunk was Jurrasica’s military commander.The world was filled with jungles,which were choked with weird and wonderful wildlife.as such,she gets out more that the other commanders,which is why she was currently wearing casual survival clothing and a tattered cape.she hated anything remotely different. “leaving?”she said “we’re not leaving for another 5 hours.Im guessing you’ve never been out of Communus V for a while” “not since becoming commander,no.you?” “to busy on Jurrasica.it’s only been discovered 12 months and its still my favorite world so far” Diglett looked back to the monitor “I could do with some help” Steampunk raised an eyebrow “the mighty military commander of Communus V needs help?i don’t see bricks flying past the window” Diglett sighed “if you want to help you can drop the attitude” Steampunk pretended to sulk slightly before getting to business “what do you need me to do?” “we’ve accessed the FF video feed.take a look at this”. At a single thought a video came up on the screen.it was floor 1 of FF.Suddenly,the ceiling shook.Dust almost certainly fell,though the camera feed couldn’t make it out.some users screamed.some users got up.some users ran out. Only one of them ran up the stairs. Diglett stopped the recording “it seems the public is turning on us.we need you to track down anyone who might be turning to the Rebels or…” “are you sure it’s a random member of the public?” Steampunk interrupted. Diglett looked rather shocked “well…yes!who else could it be?” “im personally thinking ex-rebel.play the video back and zoom in on the 2 users who walk in.im guaranteed there will be enough evidence to prove them as an ex-rebel” Diglett raised an eyebrow at this request but did it anyway.as soon as the 2 users walked in,he stopped the recording and zoomed in.Steampunk pointed at something “there” she said “see that marking on the coat?Its the mark of Squad Ninja,one of the rebel teams.do I need to continue?” Diglett sighed,admitting defeat “fine,you win.go get them and bring them here” “of course” steampunk said as she opened the window Diglett looked confused “arnt you going to leave now?” “oh yes” steampunk replied moments before she jumped out of the window.
A Board Among The Stars Chapter 5. Also marked as not done, and I also have no idea what I intended to add to it.
It was astounding how much LU had changed since Pythor last visted.when he had came,it had been a bustling city of culture and invention.now it was a ruined wasteland with only a speck of civilization to be seen.He stood at the sides of the large street,waiting for Kof to come.And,eventually,he did. “what took you so long?” he asked as Kof walked up to him. “had to pick something up from home.come on.we haven’t got much time” Pythor followed Kof into an alleyway and out into the ruined streets of Old LU.He hadn’t seen a planet this disused since the rebel wars.The buildings were undamaged but in disrepair.Dust had settled on the sleek pathways. One cobweb reached from one side of the door to the other.It was astounding anything even wanted to go out here. “do the S.P.A.M ever check out here?” Pythor asked as they rounded a corner. “not frequently” Kof replied “we can normally hide our presence before they find us” Pythor raised an eyebrow “we?” “yes” Kof said “there's more than two rebels out here.not sure what your so surprised about” Kof stopped suddenly,so suddenly Pythor nearly lost his balance stopping.the former rebel knocked on the door of one of the buildings,which to Pythor thought looked the same as the rest.A slit opened up in the top of the door,with two eyes peering out of it “what do you want?” the user from behind the door asked “tea with sugar” Kof replied.Pythor guessed it was some kind of password.sure enough,the user opened the door and the 2 stepped in “welcome” Kof said “to Benboy’s Café”.Pythor personally hadn’t seen a café like it.half the TV screens weren’t working.Any damage had been boarded up with decaying wood.There were only about 5 or 6 people around,not counting them.A few of them gave a few quick glances at the visitors before getting back to drinking coffee or talking in hushed tones. Kof and Pythor went over to the counter at the back.There,behind it,was the café’s namesake: Benboy775. “well,well” he said as he turned to the now seated Rebels “if it isn’t Knightoffaith! what's been going on in the town centre?” “nothing good” Kof replied “Cicada’s still ‘hunting’.there was a banning just today” “shame” Benboy’s head lowered slightly “anyone we knew?” “not to my knowledge” “also,whose this guy?” Benboy gestured to Pythor “he’s AwesomePythor.he arrived here for…reasons unknown even to me. anyway,that doesn't matter” Kof leaned in and reduced his voice to a whisper. Pythor and Benboy did to “we need to go to Plain Sight Hideaway” Benboy raised an eyebrow “you sure?I wouldn't trust this guy in there one moment” “maybe not,but I would” Kof held up a set of keys.Pythor assumed they were what he went back for when they met on Sentinel Street just 10 minutes ago. “he’s one of the most trustworthy people in this room right now” “hold on” Pythor said,still keeping his voice down in case he said something he shouldn’t “whats Plain Sight Hideaway?” “follow me and see” Kof walked behind the counter and through a damaged wooden door.Being as curious as possible,Pythor followed.
Junior may not have fought for 3 years,but you wouldn’t be able to tell that from where Pacman was standing. He had avoided at least three ban lasers like he was playing dodgeball.He had taken out at least one S.P.A.M member himself.even the other Rebels were finding it hard to keep up. As for Pacman,he was pretty much stumbling through the battle,hurling ban grenades that had been on the body of the banned S.P.A.M member earlier.He personally wouldn’t even call it fighting,but he still had faster reactions than most of the people he knew. Then the last S.P.A.M went down,and then the questions began “who are you?” the question arose from one of the Rebels near the front of the squad “im Pacman87” Pacman spoke up before Junior did.He was a lot better with talking then his fellowe user was “this is Junior743.we fought in the Rebel Wars and were…pardoned” Junior looked at him sternly for that.Nether of them were ready to talk about that day now,and hadn’t talked of its events directly for 3 years. “you were pardoned?” Pacman wouldn’t have been surprised if that Rebel had raised and eyebrow as he said it,but it was impossible to tell behind the helmet he was wearing. “call it a stroke of luck” Pacman really wished Junior hadn’t said that,so he sternly looked back at him. “indeed” Pacman broke the look before it turned into a staring contest “but first things first…why did you attack a 40 floor coffee shop?” “We need information” one of the Rebels walked up to Pacman and took her helmet off.she held out her hand “Gollymolly,Rebel Lieutenant.pleased to meet you” Pacman gladly shook her hand.She was the most reasonable person he had met all day “my question still stands” he said as he retracted his hand “Why would a coffee shop hold information valuable to the Rebels?” “Why would a coffee shop hold S.P.A.M members?” “Fare point” The Rebels at this point started to spread out around the area,checking everything for anything “what do you expect to achieve here?” junior asked. “with the Rebels on the rise,the mods are getting more crafty” Gollymolly pulled out some kind of scanner and held it towards the celling “their hiding it in places so unusual we can’t go in there without looking like we’re here to destroy the users,not win their trust.One of out sources tipped us off that MKM hid some files here without telling anyone except her military advisor” “so how did you get the source?” Junior was getting more inquisitive,and rightly so.Even Pacman was starting to question what Gollymolly was telling them right now.however,before she could reply,one of the rebels came up to her with a datapost:the most efficient way of carrying information Pacman knew of. “Rebels,we’re moving!” the access hatch opened from the bottom of the fighter and Gollymolly jumped in,persued by her troops. Pacman looked over at Junior “you seriously want to follow them?” Junior nodded “its that or get banned” “Fare point” Junior jumped on,Pacman not far behind.the hatch closed and the fighter rose into the air.it was bigger than most fighters as it had to carry six Rebels. Luckily,there were two spare seats at the back of the fighter for Junior and Pacman to sit in.The engines roared and the fighter flew through the clouds at high speed Gollymolly turned to Junior and Pacman “every been to Skyfort before?” Junior raised an eyebrow “I never knew it existed” Gollymolly turned away “your in for a shock,then” Pacman had heard of a legendary floating fortress that a band of Rebels had survived in at the end of the Battle of Communus V,but he and Junior had dismissed it as an urban myth.As they flew into the atmosphere of Communus V,a user,who had slipped into the battle without noticing,stood on the ruined 33rdfloor of Finding Friendships and smiled.
SteampunkJedi started her rooftop run back to the Mod Base to see where the tracker she placed on the fighter would lead the S.P.A.M.
Pythor walked down the steps,the corroding metal creaking under his feet.Kof seemed to have perfect confidence in where he was going,while Pythor didn’t even know where he was right now.the only lights now were coming from behind the wooden door that led back to Benboy’s café and their flashlights. The stairs finished and they walked out onto what felt like some mix of wood and metal.these tunnels sometimes had lamps hanging from the celling,or were sometimes shrouded in darkness so black Pythor didn’t even know they were there.some were made of the modern metals and plastics that LU was famed for,some were held up by wood and other random items.Pythor was pretty sure he saw a tunnel supported by a piano at one point.again,despite all this,Kof acted like he lived here,going down tunnels that Pythor didn’t even know were there.finally,after what seemed like a day,they came to what they were looking for. “it’s a monorail” Pythor said.it was rusting and half of the metal wasn’t even from the monorail itself. “this leads to Plain Sight Hideaway” Kof said,getting in the vehicle’s driving seat through the open window at the front.Pythor followed in similar fashion.the control dial was an ugly mix of sleek readouts and buttons and levers with open mechanisms.Kof pressed a few buttons,which gave off multiple clicks and whirs as they activated whatever they needed to activate.Then,almost heroically,the motor spluttered to life and the monorail started going towards its location: Plain Sight Hideaway. “the controls are manual” Kof said as the monorail reached 20 miles an hour,although it was still climbing “the ride is going to take at least an hour,so you may want to rest up in one of the main cabin.You cant have had much sleep,being banned to the universe and all” Pythor smiled and went into the cabin.it had around 4 bunk beads,making 8 beds in total.again,they were patched up with wood and metal and looked dusty.Even though they looked like they were going to fall down under his weight,he got up on the top of one of them and tried his best to go to sleep.
When they got to their destination,he still hadn’t fallen to sleep.the noise of the motor was so loud it would take him ear defenders to get to sleep. Unfortunately,he hadn’t found any on the train,so just tried to ignore it…which was impossible.the train slowed and the motor stopped suddenly.Kof came in after he’d done a few safety checks. “enjoy the rest?” he asked.Pythor jumped off the bed “not with that bricking motor” Pythor said as he and Kof climbed out the front window.infront of them was a trapdoor and a ladder leading up to it “am I supposed to be impressed?” Pythor let Kof go up the ladder first,quickly following after him “not at this” Kof looked back down and held the trapdoor so Pythor could come through “your meant to be impressed at that” Kof pointed at something in front of him. Pythor climbed out of the trapdoor and looked at what Kof was looking at.of all the things Pythor had seen in the Boardverse,this was up there with one of the greatest sights he’d seen. “is that...is that the RP moon?” he stared at the massive orb,to big to be user made.he could see buildings dotting it,like ants on some massive football.half the planet wasn’t even there:it sort of fused with the ground at the bottom.the buildings around it lay in ruin.it had obviously crashed into the planet at some point “you guess correctly” Kof walked towards the wrecked moon and Pythor followed “when LU started its decay cycle in Classics,the moons crashed into the planet.the story moon was disassembled by the users on the main planet and used to create new technology.this place,though,landed to far out to get noticed.its a brilliant place to hide something…in plain sight” Pythor stared at Kof “this is Plain Sight Hideaway” Kof smiled “where else did you think it would be?”
.The atmosphere of Communus V was a giant cloud of floating postcraft.there were so many a Rebel fighter could go through it unnoticed even without stealth technology.the majority of the craft were ether flying down to the planets surface or leaving,which meant that the postcraft were unlikely to see them ether. The fighter flew in silence to the planets northern hemisphere,where Junior had been told that the mythical Skyfort was located. “it’s the place that the S.P.A.M were least likely to check” Gollymolly had told him and Pacman.Junior certainly hoped she was right. Within around 15 minutes they were at Communus V’s north pole.the cityscape of the rest of the planet had disappeared 5 minutes ago.all there was now was sheets of ice and several small dots impossible to make out as anything.he looked out of the front cockpit,as small as it was from his point of view,and saw the massive fortress infront of him.an ugly mix of modern engineering and ancient architecture.the great stone walls were mounted by massive ban lasers that could blow a S.P.A.M craft straight out of the air in a single hit.the rock this fortress was supported on was fitted with massive engines,keeping the thing afloat in the atmosphere. This was Skyfort. A large hanger door,its steel colouring completely at odds with the ivy covered stone around it,slid upwards and the fight flew in.junior felt the ship land and heard the engines fade has they switched off and started to cool.the access ramp opened at the back and the rebels trooped out of it.A user was there to meet the rebels.Junior recognized it as SSTO.she had fought alongside him in the war,when they were both members of Squad Ninja.she had been promoted to Squad Aztec before Squad Ninja was captured. Pacman looked over at her “I thought Squad Aztec was destroyed in the Welcome system in the aftermath of the war?” “yes it was” she said as he noticed Junior and pacman. “but half of us evacuated our outpost there before anything happened.Good to see your back,by the way” “good to see you to” Junior said “me and my friend Pacman are wondering why you raided a coffee shop.You did it for information,but what is this information on?” “we have a vague idea,but we’re really not sure.it could be on a new superweapon,it could be a recipe for self replenishing coffee” “I cant tell which would be more useful” Pacman joked “what are you going to do with us,anyway?we just hopped on your shuttle because if we didn’t we’d get banned” “you can stay with us” Gollymolly said.the other Rebels had gone off to do things. “your Rebels,we’re Rebels.Its not a problem” “you haven’t read about why Squad Ninja was destroyed,have you?” Junior said. “I heard they were captured and executed” SSTO said “But im starting not to believe that” she walked across the bustling hanger,Gollymolly in hot pursuit.Junior and Pacman didn’t have much choice but to follow.They went up some metal stairs leading to a balcony overlooking the hanger.postcraft and repair vehicles were scattered around in an almost dangerous way.docking clamps hung from the celling,probably for when the hanger got full.the wall behind the balcony was a darkened glass with a door in it.this was obviously the control room.Gollymolly opened the door and ushered the three Rebels in.the control room was scarcely what Junior had expected. It was like they had walked into an entirely different building.the room was cylindrical,spirling up at least 10 floors.shiny white walls covered the stone of the original architecture.glass steps circled the room,every 10 steps being interrupted by a platform with computers showing various readouts,users noting down things every time they changed.in the centre of the room was semi-circular control pannal,with a large screen on the other end of the room showing security footage,whose doing what and things Junior didn’t even care about.SSTO took a seat at the central control panel and Gollymolly gave her the datapost they’d retrieved from FF and slotted into a datadrive. The contents of the post showed on the screen:a jumble of strange symbols.Junior didn’t recognize them at all,but they seemed to fit together in some sort of language. “not one of these” SSTO said “one of these is the last thing we need” she pressed a few buttons and the symbols started converting randomly to letters,numbers,or sometimes disappearing entirely “it’s a code,isn’t it?” Pacman said “you’re decoding it.its clearly a code you’ve faced before,but im guessing its been hard to break them” “brick,yeah” Gollymolly said “the mods have tonnes of these dataslates and we’ve found about 12 of them.our decoder for this is only experimental,though;theres no guarantee that its right” “where are these codes from?”Junior asked “we think” SSTO said “they’re from Brickbook” “Brickbook?the fabled repository of all the Boardverse’s knowledge?the home of the mysterious readers that have taken an oath not to talk?Do you want to choose another urban myth,or will this one suit you just fine?” “you said Skyfort was a myth” Gollymolly interrupted “but this is different!” Pacman insisted “this is like the longest standing myth in the Boardverse!countless users have been trying to look for it but never succeeded” “well soon that’s going to change…” SSTO said as she turned back to decoding the datapost
A Board Among The Stars Chapter 9. This one isn’t done, and no, it wasn’t marked as being so.
The crashed moon had a door in it.6 words AwesomePythor thought he’d never think.then again,he didn’t think he’d be looking at a crashed moons that had been turned into secret bases.Him and KOF went through the door.inside the moon,nearly the entire thing had been hollowed out by what Pythor could only explain as dynamite.the whole structure looked like it was going to crumble in on itself at any moment.Users,were running around carrying heavy metals and weird machines.a few cranes were lifting what the users couldn’t.in the centre,though,was what the cranes were lifting them up to. “your building a rocket?” Pythor said in surprise. Theres a fine line between a rocket and a spacecraft.rockets need a lot of fuel and rarely use anti grav like spacecraft.they are,however,very cheap and are used to launch satellites and mines into the atmospheres of planets.they haven’t been used for transport for a decade.They are,however,very easy to make if you want to illegally get off a planet. “we’ve got about 20 Rebels here” Kof said “we’ve been hiding here for about a year,trying to find a way off this hole.eventually we decided to escape by rocket” “you know you cant get far with this thing?i mean,firstly the mod’s will see and fire on you,and secondly your using physical fuel,which would probably get you about…I don’t know…a lightyear?” “don’t worry.we’ve thought of everything.firstly,we’ve fitted this with shields captured from S.P.A.M cruisers that were on the moon when it crashed.same with the ban lasers.also,we’ve found an Octan trade route about half a lightyear from here.We have enough oxygen and food to last us about a week,but that’s a backup plan if the trade ships are running late.we will arrive in the ship's path, hijack the ship and divert it to wherever the Rebels are.we have an Octan beacon on board our ship.we’ll fire it up and they’ll find the rocket.also,we’ll rig some explosives to the rocket and blow it up” “wow” pythor was vaguely shocked “you’ve really thought this through” “we’ve planned nearly everything” “well let me shake it up a bit.you know how I was ‘banned’ on Mixelon VII?” “you mentioned it” “well,now I think is a good time to tell you that story” “go ahead” “I went to Mixelon VII with a group of Rebels onboard the cruiser Hammerfist.we had been tipped off that some piece of important information was on the planet.What it was we weren’t told:for all we knew we could be walking into a trap.we retrieved the datapost,but as we tried to leave the planet a S.P.A.M fleet jumped out of hyperspace.they noticed us and hammered our ship.i ejected from the ship moments before the Hammerfist was shot down.im not sure if any of my crew survived.i used a false account to fly here,knowing I’d be able to trust you with the information” “and what is the information?” “its information capable of changing the tide of the war…” “just tell me what it is!” Pythor hesitated “I know where Skulduggery773 is” if anyone else had heard,a hush would have fallen across the entire hollowed-out moon. “you sure?” Kof asked in disbelief. “I was questioning it as well”Pythor said “but it’s right.he’s been using the name Lord_Vile to avoid the mods notice.he’s been smuggling weapons around the boards,to the Rebels in a lot of cases” “and where is he now?” “he’s based on Gamealon” Pythor wasn’t surprised by this fact.Gamealon had been the home of the Boardverse’s most renowned bounty hunters.Skul would fit in well there.
