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Lauralite Anne Brezia
Wolf Brothers INC United Neopian Federation
13
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Posted - 2017.04.09 07:20:14 -
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Homeworlds huh? Well, here goes nothing I guess. I grew up on a mostly temperate world in the deeper recesses of the region of space some of you call Anoikis, J-Space, or even more plainly, Wormhole Space. It's actually a rather nice location, and, as far as I'm aware, very few capsuleers or New Eden cluster pilots in general have been there, even by the standards of the deep divers who make it their life goal to map the Anoikis cluster. As for those wondering how I got into the cluster, well, you can thank the SOE on that one. They seem very adept at finding places most Capsuleers can't. Also very nice people, unless you decide to become a capsuleer. Hehehe.
A G4 IV subgiant star sits at the center of the system, slightly higher than average luminosity for its classification, the temperate world I was born on in that system is the fourth planet from the star. It has an interesting range of biomes and environments ranging from the perpetually frozen poles, to the balmy equitorial tropics. Most locals call the planet Neopia. There are two moons, a high mass primary, and a relatively low mass secondary that most just call 'The Rock,' creative, I know. There was a decently sized orbital platform sitting in high geosync the last time I was there. Been a few months, but I doubt it's been exploded considering how few Capsuleers have ever gone there to my knowledge.
The rest of the system has a few other interesting planets and moons with population centers, but Neopia is very much the center of activity there.
Now a days, I coordinate with the home government and direct colonists and personnel who come out of the system with the capsuleer corps that decided to sponsor efforts outside of anoikis for us, though I seem to more often than not work with the capsuleer corps and the civilian and military baseliners that we've begun to employ than interacting with many government officials. Something I'm glad for, never was a big fan of the political BS.
I've gotten rather used to breathing canned air in stations and aboard ships, but I do miss being groundside sometimes, and try to indulge whenever a habitable planet happens to be in the system I'm in at any given time if I'm able.
Sorry if this seems jumbled with unimportant extra details, its been a long cycle for me, and have yet to actually rest.
Neopian Citizen
Capsuleer
Organizer
Crazy Drunk Lady
"You want to know where I'm from huh? Well, it's a long way, and several Spacial Rifts removed, from this place."
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Loai Qerl
Societas Imperialis Sceptri Coronaeque
214
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Posted - 2017.04.09 12:12:59 -
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I can't thank everyone enough for sharing a personal look at the places you grew up, and what that place means to you. I would love to hear more, from anyone and everyone. The pictures you lot paint of these places make my heart warm, even if the pictures themselves are not always pleasant.
Home is complicated, no?
In the next day or two, as time permits, I will be collating these accounts into a master list at the beginning of the thread.
Again, thank you all. Truly. |
Ranzabar
Golden Ratio One Six One
188
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Posted - 2017.04.09 14:52:19 -
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Loai Qerl wrote:Ranzabar wrote: words and such. One is making a clever allusion to Terran mythologies, of course, but I'm sure I'd much rather hear about your actual home.
I live on a flat spinning disk, isolated within a Dell blade server located somewhere in London, England.
Abide
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Mizhir
TURN LEFT
74949
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Posted - 2017.04.09 20:29:31 -
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My ancestors migrated to the Federation so my home planet is within the Gallente borders despite my Vherokior heritage. Most of my clan settled on the same planet. A planet I will not disclose the name of for their safety.
The planet has been described as the bastard child between an oceanic planet and a barren planet even though it has status as a temperate planet. The surface is mostly covered with lush warm oceans and endless dunes. Near equator life is sparse on the surface aside from green strips of life along the coasts and other bodies of water. As you near the poles the deserts gets replaced with plains and if you continue you will see more and more trees. It is within these regions that most of the Gallente/Intaki population lives. But when my ancestors settled it was closer to the equator since the land was cheaper and there is just some special connection between my peope and harsh climates. The weather is either days with scorching temperatures and no clouds in sight or furious thunderstorms that both brings life and destruction. My mother always said that I am like the weather due to my temper. My mother isn't wrong on that point.
The population is still sparse but theraforming projects have been initiated to be able to bring lush nature deeper into the deserts and support more aggriculture. The main export is fish (+other bio materials from the ocean), fruit and wine, silk, and gold (+jewellery). The population is still mostly split with Vherokior being nearest equator however there is much trading and exchange of culture between both populations.
As a child I did not feel much of the harshness of the climate. I grew up in a port town where two rivers met to form the 2nd largest river on the planet. Food was plenty since the surroundings were green and the rivers full with fish, but the life was still primitive compared to most of the federation and the infrastructure underdeveloped. I never knew my father. He left before I was born. So I was raised by my mother alone. She was an independant Mystic so most of her income was donations from the people she helped but her loving and caring nature combined with her deep wisdom meant that her income was higher than most other of her trade. It allowed us a decent but still modest life and she put a fair amount of money aside for my education as well. Some of my best childhood memories are the days were my friends and I stripped naked and went cooling down in the river after playing in the streets. It probably explains why I am still fond of water and enjoys relaxing in it.
I left the planet to go to a better medical college which was made possible by my mother's savings. However I have still been back plenty of times. Especially now as a capsuleer as it is the only place I can truely unwind and get in deep contact with nature and the spirits. I feel it is vital for me as my biggest fear is to become one of those capsuleers who completely lose touch with her humanity. It is hard for me to understand how it is possible to live in balance without nature but reading this thread shows me that the wondering goes both ways.
Death rides a fast C4mel
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Lunarisse Aspenstar
Societas Imperialis Sceptri Coronaeque
1147
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Posted - 2017.05.31 22:55:03 -
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I don't have too many memories of my home planet. I was a child and it was a domed colony world, as part of the Empire's effort to spread. I remember looking up and seeing purple and red tiered clouds with an extraordinary amount of electrical energy generated by the planetary forces that effect such things. I have a vague memory of strange life, like airborne jelly fish in the clouds but perhaps it is a child's whimsy.
From holo pictures of what was there before the attacks, I can see that my commoner family plot's was a simple one. It was a square plot with a utilitarian habitat structure with a basic set of rooms (I shared my room with my siblings), separated by a simple metal fence. My mother had a garden plot. A holo picture I have, which shows me as a four year old playing, shows rows of corn are spaced wide enough to allow a person to walk through. Next to the habitat's entrance are two small beds containing kitchen herbs, with common names such as Lavender, Parsley, Sweet Basil, Oregeno, Saint Junip's Wort, Amarr Chamomile, Rosemary and Spearmint.
Given that space is at a premium in such a world, I assume the purpose of the plot was not simply an affectation. There was no room for frivolities. I had no play equipment. Space was at a premium and the crops may have been part of the balance necessary to sustain the isolated colony. Besides providing for nutritional needs, such gardens help to filter and re-oxygenate air and provide biomass, some of which may have composted into fertilizer for the next round of crops.
Unfortunately, I had to leave my first home at a young age due to the untimely death of my parents. I don't remember much except for some cherished holo pictures. |
Claudia Osyn
Non-Hostile Target
2436
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Posted - 2017.05.31 23:26:25 -
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My home was a privately owned refueling station for deep space exploration vessels and the odd lost ship in the middle of nowhere. Pirates tried to take over, almost succeeded, then I blew it up.
A little trust goes a long way. The less you use, the further you'll go.
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Halcyon Ember
Repracor Industries
444
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Posted - 2017.06.01 07:48:57 -
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Claudia Osyn wrote:My home was a privately owned refueling station for deep space exploration vessels and the odd lost ship in the middle of nowhere. Pirates tried to take over, almost succeeded, then I blew it up. So you've always been fond of ending things with a bang? |
Veikitamo Gesakaarin
Kurilaivonen
2158
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Posted - 2017.06.02 09:51:48 -
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I did not have a planet to call home but I do remember my childhood residence.
I remember the austerity of its empty space and blank walls. The cold concrete against the tips of my fingers and the soles of my feet. The many stairs and rooms devoid of anything but myself. The motes of dust I would watch as they caught the light and lingered upon the air. It was beautiful in its own way. People always seem to clutter. Clutter with the detritus of their own lives. The little bits of paraphernalia they desire others to remark upon. I prefer the emptiness. Solace is a comfort especially when everything just is. Just so. Just as it should be.
I do not like diversions that distract and deter. From the task at hand or the thoughts that linger.
I remember some rooms with glass walls. Opaque. Obfuscating the voices. The voices that gave me games to play.
Veikitamo. Look at the sequence of lights. Repeat the sequence of lights.
My highest score was six hundred and forty six.
Veikitamo. Make the jigsaw puzzle pieces fit.
I always did but it was only later I learned jigsaw puzzles were not always blank white.
Veikitamo. You have three colours. Fill in the patterns on the page without two colours touching on a side.
Colouring in is always fun when it is NP-Hard.
Easy and simple games at first, the harder ones would come later.
Other rooms had different games to play. I just had to get to the other side. To the end of the maze. Then I would get cake with my dinner. I always got the cake. It was not a lie.
I remember the library. Only Father knew how to get there. He would hold my hand and show me the way. Sometimes he would let me put on the cotton gloves and read the old books. The special books. With the words lost and forgotten to memory.
This is the way the world ends This is the way the world ends This is the way the world ends Not with a bang but a whimper.
I remember them.
Father taught me many things. He taught me to be strong and defend myself because I was different and others would try to hurt me, to humiliate me, to deride me because they did not understand me.
Lupus est homo homini, non homo, quom qualis sit non novit.
I am a stranger to everyone; everyone is a stranger to me. All that remains is to be as the wolf.
I did not know at first why Father would send me to bed to cry myself to sleep with the taste of blood on my lips and the bruises on my thigh. It was only later that I learned to love him for it. The first and only man I would ever love.
One day there was a new and different maze. A forest. I did not know the word at first. I liked the different kind of light. That would break in new ways. The way the soil felt between my toes. Walking between the rows of bamboo stalks that shot upwards. The feel of the wind through my hair and against my skin. The strangeness of new smells. The cold water of the streams. The slick way the rocks felt in my hand as I piled them up one on top of the other.
It became my favourite place.
I was only allowed to go there when the strangers were there too. Sometimes they were alone. Sometimes they were in a group. Always I had to show Father I could be a wolf too.
It was easier when they were alone. Help. Help. I'm lost and alone and afraid, won't you help? I liked it better when they were alone. They would tell me stories and sometimes if I liked the stories enough I would wait before I got rid of them like Father showed me.
It was harder when they were together. I wasn't good at pretend then. Sometimes they wouldn't believe I was alone and afraid. I learned to get rid of those strangers first when it was dark. There was usually someone who believed me and said the other ones were silly, she's just a little girl they would say. I would try to get rid of them last.
Sometimes they would try to run away from me. They did not know how to hide in my favourite place and I already knew all the good spots. I did not know why they never looked up.
I always felt better once they were all gone floating away down the stream.
Then everything was just as it should be again. Quiet. Beautiful. Just so.
If I were to call anyplace home it would be somewhere that made me feel the same as I did in the forest of my childhood. A long hallway. A rooftop. A crossroads at night. The middle of a bridge. The staircase of an emergency exit. Inside my walk-in wardrobe. An abandoned factory or house. Sitting on top of a wall or fence. Big server rooms. Maintenance ducts and ventilation systems. Underground service systems in cities. Alleyways. Behind a building. Offices at night when everyone has gone home. Waiting lounges at a spaceport.
I do not why. I just do.
But the foremost place that comforts me and makes me feel at home is still inside the hydrostatic capsule. |
Jev North
Anshar Incorporated Monyusaiya Industry Trade Group
1058
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Posted - 2017.06.02 11:38:06 -
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Veiki. Baby.
I'd hug you to make it all better, but I've seen where that road ends, and I look better without my eyes bulging out of my sockets and stockings wrapped around my neck.
You'd probably not appreciate it anyway.
Even though our love is cruel; even though our stars are crossed.
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Veikitamo Gesakaarin
Kurilaivonen
2159
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Posted - 2017.06.02 14:03:04 -
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Jev North wrote:Veiki. Baby.
I'd hug you to make it all better, but I've seen where that road ends, and I look better without my eyes bulging out of my sockets and stockings wrapped around my neck.
You'd probably not appreciate it anyway.
I tend to react poorly to physical intimacy unless under the right conditions, yes.
I find it... suffocating.
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Graelyn
Akagi Initiative Ishuk-Raata Enforcement Directive
1134
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Posted - 2017.06.02 14:17:30 -
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Noted.
Cardinal Graelyn
Imperial Liaison, I-RED
Amarr Loyalist of the Year - YC113
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Aria Jenneth
Societas Imperialis Sceptri Coronaeque
3962
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Posted - 2017.06.02 14:22:15 -
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For good or ill, my lord, if there's a consistent theme to Veiki it's that you basically can't believe a word she says, good or bad, especially about herself. |
Graelyn
Akagi Initiative Ishuk-Raata Enforcement Directive
1134
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Posted - 2017.06.02 14:23:35 -
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Ah, one of those.
Cardinal Graelyn
Imperial Liaison, I-RED
Amarr Loyalist of the Year - YC113
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Veikitamo Gesakaarin
Kurilaivonen
2159
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Posted - 2017.06.02 14:53:31 -
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Aria Jenneth wrote:For good or ill, my lord, if there's a consistent theme to Veiki it's that you basically can't believe a word she says, good or bad, especially about herself.
Look, it's not that I like or dislike much of anyone. However, when I can barely trust myself most days I'm hardly going to trust anyone else. The obfuscation of truth with lies is just due diligence for me. Sure, it reduces the potential for that close personal rapport some crave but in the end I know myself, and what I do, and the last thing I want is someone complaining, "But I thought I knew you!" When I make them subject to defenestration due to a sudden lack of impulse control during coitus.
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Halcyon Ember
Repracor Industries
446
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Posted - 2017.06.02 15:00:17 -
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Veikitamo Gesakaarin wrote:Aria Jenneth wrote:For good or ill, my lord, if there's a consistent theme to Veiki it's that you basically can't believe a word she says, good or bad, especially about herself. Look, it's not that I like or dislike much of anyone. However, when I can barely trust myself most days I'm hardly going to trust anyone else. The obfuscation of truth with lies is just due diligence for me. Sure, it reduces the potential for that close personal rapport some crave but in the end I know myself, and what I do, and the last thing I want is someone complaining, "But I thought I knew you!" When I make them subject to defenestration due to a sudden lack of impulse control during coitus. Stop having sex near windows |
Morgana Tsukiyo
Samsara Dynamics
235
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Posted - 2017.06.02 15:06:39 -
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Veikitamo Gesakaarin wrote: Look, it's not that I like or dislike much of anyone. However, when I can barely trust myself most days I'm hardly going to trust anyone else. The obfuscation of truth with lies is just due diligence for me. Sure, it reduces the potential for that close personal rapport some crave but in the end I know myself, and what I do, and the last thing I want is someone complaining, "But I thought I knew you!" When I make them subject to defenestration due to a sudden lack of impulse control during coitus.
Those not ready to embrace a person in a state of surrender, and the many many variations of their responses shouldn-Št even start playing with fire anyway.
That being said.
Hello there.
Join Project Transcendence.
Applied technology for the enhancement of human experience.
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Halcyon Ember
Repracor Industries
446
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Posted - 2017.06.02 15:08:05 -
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Morgana Tsukiyo wrote:
Hello there.
You want her to show you her windows, no? |
Aria Jenneth
Societas Imperialis Sceptri Coronaeque
3966
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Posted - 2017.06.02 15:26:39 -
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Veikitamo Gesakaarin wrote:Look, it's not that I like or dislike much of anyone. However, when I can barely trust myself most days I'm hardly going to trust anyone else. The obfuscation of truth with lies is just due diligence for me. Sure, it reduces the potential for that close personal rapport some crave but in the end I know myself, and what I do, and the last thing I want is someone complaining, "But I thought I knew you!" When I make them subject to defenestration due to a sudden lack of impulse control during coitus.
If I hadn't seen so many different masks-- including a male one who claimed you never existed as a distinct person, and might even have been telling the truth about that-- I might actually buy this, Veiki. What was especially hillarious about that one was that he claimed to have been playing you all this time and seemed to think that because he'd only been acting the part of a borderline-genocidal mass-murderer, all the masses he'd murdered in the process shouldn't be held against him.
At this point, it seems safest to assume that whatever I'm currently looking at is just another illusion.
Ms. Tsukiyo:
I offer this warning as a courtesy, and not because I particularly care, but: "Fake Veik" has an apparent "thing" for Achura and a bit of a body count.
If you're going near, keep your backup copies updated. |
Veikitamo Gesakaarin
Kurilaivonen
2159
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Posted - 2017.06.02 15:44:36 -
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Aria Jenneth wrote: At this point, it seems safest to assume that whatever I'm currently looking at is just another illusion.
Yes. That's what I just said!
Now, let's just watch the trivial commentary on display that so deftly buries my previous exposition and admission, hmm?
This is the IGS after all, and one must play to roles.
Morgana Tsukiyo wrote:Hello there.
Hai~~
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Halcyon Ember
Repracor Industries
447
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Posted - 2017.06.02 15:50:50 -
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Veikitamo Gesakaarin wrote:
Now, let's just watch the trivial commentary on display that so deftly buries my previous exposition and admission, hmm?
The most brutal and honest of admissions will generally buy only a few fleeting seconds of anyone's attention |
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Aria Jenneth
Societas Imperialis Sceptri Coronaeque
3966
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Posted - 2017.06.02 15:51:37 -
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I was including your previous exposition and admission in that analysis, Veiki, but , well, whatever.
Have fun. |
Jev North
Anshar Incorporated Monyusaiya Industry Trade Group
1060
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Posted - 2017.06.02 15:51:42 -
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Aria Jenneth wrote:At this point, it seems safest to assume that whatever I'm currently looking at is just another illusion. Whatever else might be, the staffing gaps and some of the situations I've had to clean up in PY-RE certainly weren't illusory.
And with that said:
Morgana Tsukiyo wrote:Hello there. You're very dumb, very courageous, or maybe just very thirsty. Good luck, I guess.
Even though our love is cruel; even though our stars are crossed.
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Lunarisse Aspenstar
Societas Imperialis Sceptri Coronaeque
1153
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Posted - 2017.06.02 16:54:25 -
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Can we get back to home planets? I was quite enjoying the window into the cluster! |
Arrendis
GoonWaffe Goonswarm Federation
4158
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Posted - 2017.06.02 17:20:27 -
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Lunarisse Aspenstar wrote:Can we get back to home planets? I was quite enjoying the window into the cluster!
Planets don't have windows! Bulkheads have windows! Planets have... big, empty oceans of gas trying to crush you! They're unnatural, I tell you! |
Raxi Elamp
True Slave Foundations Monyusaiya Industry Trade Group
6
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Posted - 2017.06.02 17:23:42 -
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I barely remember the place of my birth. golden fields, blue sky, half the time, the other half pouring rain. A huge brown stone house. A set of clay shacks. My mother, dressed in white. Rusted tools on fresh wooden shafts. Mill dust. Livestock-stench.
Regardless, it isn't home to me. That would be when I'm hunting. |
Halcyon Ember
Repracor Industries
447
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Posted - 2017.06.02 17:28:47 -
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Warm and dry. I remember brown grasses in summer, houses made of wood. Barren trees and dried up streams followed by intense rain. I remember a town of white stone glaring in the sun. I remember livestock complaining in the sheds and the blissful cool of evening. |
Jason Galente
Tempest Legion
1188
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Posted - 2017.06.02 18:05:02 -
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Aria Jenneth wrote:Veikitamo Gesakaarin wrote:Look, it's not that I like or dislike much of anyone. However, when I can barely trust myself most days I'm hardly going to trust anyone else. The obfuscation of truth with lies is just due diligence for me. Sure, it reduces the potential for that close personal rapport some crave but in the end I know myself, and what I do, and the last thing I want is someone complaining, "But I thought I knew you!" When I make them subject to defenestration due to a sudden lack of impulse control during coitus. If I hadn't seen so many different masks-- including a male one who claimed you never existed as a distinct person, and might even have been telling the truth about that-- I might actually buy this, Veiki. What was especially hillarious about that one was that he claimed to have been playing you all this time like some part in a holo-drama and seemed to think that because he'd only been acting the part of a borderline-genocidal mass-murderer, all the masses he'd murdered in the process shouldn't be held against him.
Ah yes, capsuleers and their pretending.
Only the liberty of the individual assures the prosperity of the whole.
And this foundation must be defended.
At any cost
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Casserina Leshrac
Sanguine Illuminations M.A.D. Consortium
256
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Posted - 2017.06.02 18:15:59 -
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Born and raised on Chaven III
Lots of islands and learned to spearfish there.
Now I spend my time between Imperial and Republic Space.
We stand at the Abyss, drawing the Patterns of Fate - Casserina Leshrac, Savant, Sani Sabik.
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Rhoxy Runekin
Societas Imperialis Sceptri Coronaeque
65
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Posted - 2017.06.02 18:40:18 -
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I was born in space! Though I'm not sure where. I was orphaned at a very young age, and was moved around a lot. When I was about five, I think, I was adopted by my father and went to live with him, though I still spent most of my time on a station. Having grown up indoors, seeing an open sky when planetside tends to make me uncomfortable. I feel much more at home in space than on the ground. |
Kalaratiri
Hard Knocks Inc. Hard Knocks Citizens
1042
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Posted - 2017.06.03 00:39:52 -
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I wrote something about my home once before. I'll not repeat it all here, as not all of it bears repeating.
Quote:You might think that growing up as I did would be something like heaven for a solitary minded girl like me. You might even think there few better places for me to grow up. A farm, with some of the largest fields in the cluster, kilometers upon kilometers of crops grown to feed the Republic. Some of the really impressive ones would be a hundred or more square kilometers. Those were the ones you had to be wary of. With the crops growing as much as three meters high, there was a distinct sense of claustrophobia, even when you stuck to the roads. The roads themselves could be dangerous. The giant harvester machines were known to simply roll over people who didn't get out of the way fast enough. Although fortunately, those things were pretty big, and pretty loud. You could usually hear them well before they were close enough to be a problem.
I'm rambling slightly. The fact was, losing yourself in those fields was as easy as simply stepping off the track. The greenish yellow stalks of the crops, each as thick as my fourteen year old self's upper arm, would rustle and whisper as I slid between them. I loved the fields.
My parents even let me sleep out there once or twice. Onga IV had no large predators, in fact it barely had any animals bigger than a miniature slaver. I guess that's what comes of messing with the ecology of a planet on such a large scale. But people gotta eat. Anyway, I slept out among the stalks for the first time when I was nine. The red glow of the Heimatar nebula dying everything strange colors is one of my fondest memories..
That will do for now.
She's mad but she's magic, there's no lie in her fire.
This is possibly one of the worst threads in the history of these forums. - CCP Falcon
I don't remember when last time you said something that wasn't either dumb or absurd. - Diana Kim
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