jutopia la Posted February 20, 2009 Report Share Posted February 20, 2009 7 pilots walked into their planes. Each with a full tank of fuel. They had brought a lot of food with them. They were expecting a long trip. "Listen men. Your goal is simple. You are to travel along this planet until you find something, or someone. We can not live in this pool of uncertainty any longer. We have to know who else is here. Who else is on this planet, if anyone at all. As you know, we have recently received a transmission from what we believe to be another civilization. We have no idea who they are or if they even exist. It is your goal to find that out. Move out." The planes took off. Projected Direction Anything outside of the green circle is unknown territory. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Maelstrom Vortex Posted February 20, 2009 Report Share Posted February 20, 2009 The plane flying over/into the Storm Dragon Empire would be greeted by the territorial air national guard. A pair of their jets came to fly beside the plane. The Storm Dragons pointed down to a runway and indicated they should land now. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Subtleknifewielder Posted February 20, 2009 Report Share Posted February 20, 2009 OOC: Aww, nuts, none in my direction...yet. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jutopia la Posted February 20, 2009 Author Report Share Posted February 20, 2009 The plane flying over/into the Storm Dragon Empire would be greeted by the territorial air national guard. A pair of their jets came to fly beside the plane. The Storm Dragons pointed down to a runway and indicated they should land now. The pilot followed the storm dragons instructions and made his way down to the runway. After he landed and settled, he exited his plane and thought "Wait till I tell the president!" He looked in astonishment at the dragons. He had never seen anything like them. Their form, their wings. He was in total awe. "Should I be afraid?" He thought. "Greetings fellow members of this planet. Thank you very much for your help!" It had just hit him that they would probably not understand him. Instead, he made body motions that he felt expressed his gratitude in the best way OOC: Aww, nuts, none in my direction...yet. OOC: Sorry. I kind of just drew 5 lines. Are you in Australia? IC: Somewhere in South America A pilot noticed commotion underneath his flight path. "Could it be a civilization?" He said to himself. He flew down to check it out. OOC: Estados Iluminados.... thats you. IC: African West Coast The pilot had landed and was writing in his journal "I had flown over that huge mass of water for some time expecting I was never going to find anything. I was overjoyed to hit this area. Despite the fact that there was no one here, I needed sleep and rest. I miss my home. Why did I volunteer for this?" The Atlantic Ocean The pilot had been flying northeast for quite some time and still had not spotted any land. He was worried about his fuel. He contemplated turning back but decided against it. It would be the wrong thing to do in his eyes. Hawaii The pilot had made his way to Hawaii and began writing of his account "After flying for a long time, I stopped on this large mass of land. I'm going to check it out. Maybe find food or civilization. That would be nice. Then I'll continue flying." Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Subtleknifewielder Posted February 21, 2009 Report Share Posted February 21, 2009 OOC: Sorry. I kind of just drew 5 lines. Are you in Australia? OOC: Ah, it's all right. As I said, you'll get there eventually. And yes, I am in Australia. I'm Mandalore, to be precise. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Shadowsage Posted February 21, 2009 Report Share Posted February 21, 2009 OOC: We really need to open up proper relations. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Subtleknifewielder Posted February 21, 2009 Report Share Posted February 21, 2009 OOC: We really need to open up proper relations. OOC: Especially considering you two share a border... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Maelstrom Vortex Posted February 21, 2009 Report Share Posted February 21, 2009 The pilot followed the storm dragons instructions and made his way down to the runway. After he landed and settled, he exited his plane and thought "Wait till I tell the president!" He looked in astonishment at the dragons. He had never seen anything like them. Their form, their wings. He was in total awe. "Should I be afraid?" He thought. "Greetings fellow members of this planet. Thank you very much for your help!" It had just hit him that they would probably not understand him. Instead, he made body motions that he felt expressed his gratitude in the best way They recognize the creature's excitement. It was flanked by guards and escorted to the nearest government building. It was gestured to sit in a seat... across a desk from another storm dragon with extensive writing utilities and a recording device. A tile was placed in front of the creature, it was a tile of many colors. One at a time, the dragon would point to a color tile, then look sternly at the creature in front of him while looking as though he were about to write. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jutopia la Posted February 21, 2009 Author Report Share Posted February 21, 2009 (edited) OOC: We really need to open up proper relations. OOC: Well.... I already know you exist so.... hi there They recognize the creature's excitement. It was flanked by guards and escorted to the nearest government building. It was gestured to sit in a seat... across a desk from another storm dragon with extensive writing utilities and a recording device. A tile was placed in front of the creature, it was a tile of many colors. One at a time, the dragon would point to a color tile, then look sternly at the creature in front of him while looking as though he were about to write. IC: The pilot was baffled. He had no clue what was going on. Was he supposed to to just sit and watch? Was he supposed to say the name of the color in hopes for an accurate translation? The other creature had pointed to a tile. This one was blue. "Blue." He said. He hoped he didn't ruin anything by saying that. Edited February 21, 2009 by jutopia Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Maelstrom Vortex Posted February 21, 2009 Report Share Posted February 21, 2009 (edited) Apparently he did not, the creature kind of nodded, so apparently he was doing something right. The Storm Dragon spoke carefully, "B-click-lue.." It noted down how it sounded in his language carefully on the paper. The process was then repeated for the next tile, so forth and so on. Once the color chart was done, a chart of basic objects was taken out, including an image of the pilots aircraft. Edited February 21, 2009 by Maelstrom Vortex Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Shadowsage Posted February 21, 2009 Report Share Posted February 21, 2009 OOC: Still, it'd be cool to RP a proper encounter later. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jutopia la Posted February 21, 2009 Author Report Share Posted February 21, 2009 Apparently he did not, the creature kind of nodded, so apparently he was doing something right. The Storm Dragon spoke carefully, "B-click-lue.." It noted down how it sounded in his language carefully on the paper. The process was then repeated for the next tile, so forth and so on.Once the color chart was done, a chart of basic objects was taken out, including an image of the pilots aircraft. "Aeroplane." He said with great confidence. He was beginning to get settled into this environment. He was no longer afraid. He wanted to get more people over to help him make friends with this new civilization. Others would certainly be better at mingling with these creatures than he was. "Me radio friends? More aeroplanes travel to dragonesia?" He hoped they had understood his words. OOC: Still, it'd be cool to RP a proper encounter later. OOC: Certainly. We'll come up with something to RP. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Maelstrom Vortex Posted February 21, 2009 Report Share Posted February 21, 2009 Since two objects on the list were images which conveyed friendship and one which conveyed radio.. and by default his aircraft, they vaguely understood what he was asking for. A radio was retrieved for him. The linguist, however, sat by as he made the transmission. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Generalissimo Posted February 22, 2009 Report Share Posted February 22, 2009 (edited) HawaiiThe pilot had made his way to Hawaii and began writing of his account "After flying for a long time, I stopped on this large mass of land. I'm going to check it out. Maybe find food or civilization. That would be nice. Then I'll continue flying." Ambassador Umnak tried yet again to explain his government’s position, Procinctia’s diplomatic representative to aquatic Hawaii was engaged in another extremely futile negotiations with several Hawaiin pods. Feral Dolphins don’t have concepts of civilization, government, manufacturing, or trade; much less treaties. As far as the ferals were concerned Procinctia is merely a really big pod.No he does not want another fish, no he does not want to play, he wans to engage in serious negotiations. Had he been a Dolphin of lesser integrity Umnak would have flipperslaped the uncouth simpletons long ago. Edited February 22, 2009 by Generalissimo Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lynneth Posted February 22, 2009 Report Share Posted February 22, 2009 flipperslaped OOC: Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jutopia la Posted February 22, 2009 Author Report Share Posted February 22, 2009 Since two objects on the list were images which conveyed friendship and one which conveyed radio.. and by default his aircraft, they vaguely understood what he was asking for. A radio was retrieved for him. The linguist, however, sat by as he made the transmission. The pilot spoke into the radio "Hello?" "Greetings pilot. Any news?" "Well, yes. You see I've found the place where the radio transmission was coming. It's an advanced civilization just like ours." "That certainly is great!" "They've treated me kindly and right now we are working on translating the two languages. If you could send more people over here to help in the process that would be nice." "Alright. I'll do so." The transmission ended. The pilot expressed his gratitude through body language again. Ambassador Umnak tried yet again to explain his government’s position, Procinctia’s diplomatic representative to aquatic Hawaii was engaged in another extremely futile negotiations with several Hawaiin pods. Feral Dolphins don’t have concepts of civilization, government, manufacturing, or trade; much less treaties. As far as the ferals were concerned Procinctia is merely a really big pod.No he does not want another fish, no he does not want to play, he wans to engage in serious negotiations. Had he been a Dolphin of lesser integrity Umnak would have flipperslaped the uncouth simpletons long ago. OOC: lol IC: The pilot kept that in mind as he went on his way back to his plane. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Subtleknifewielder Posted February 23, 2009 Report Share Posted February 23, 2009 OOC: lolIC: The pilot kept that in mind as he went on his way back to his plane. OOC: I'm not sure he was even talking to you...I think that was all underwater anyway. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Maelstrom Vortex Posted February 23, 2009 Report Share Posted February 23, 2009 The pilot spoke into the radio"Hello?" "Greetings pilot. Any news?" "Well, yes. You see I've found the place where the radio transmission was coming. It's an advanced civilization just like ours." "That certainly is great!" "They've treated me kindly and right now we are working on translating the two languages. If you could send more people over here to help in the process that would be nice." "Alright. I'll do so." The transmission ended. The pilot expressed his gratitude through body language again. OOC: lol IC: The pilot kept that in mind as he went on his way back to his plane. The Storm Dragons nodded. When he came out, they would have noticed that the Storm Dragons had photocopied any documentation on his aircraft. They assumed he, being an explorer, wouldn't be carrying anything too top secret and they would be useful to their translation. All the same, the linguists brought the materials over and gestured at the books, then their copying devices, and tilted their heads..., which by now he may have learned it indicates curiosity to them. In essence, they were asking if he minded they had taken those photographs. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jutopia la Posted February 24, 2009 Author Report Share Posted February 24, 2009 The things he wrote down were simply his account of his way here. The pictures he had brought with him were mostly of him and his family. He didn't mind if either was taken as long as he had been given them back. The planes that were called were arriving shortly and reached the nearby airspace. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
freakwars Posted February 24, 2009 Report Share Posted February 24, 2009 The pilot over the Atlantic was greeted by a pair of Raetalian fighters and guided to an airstrip in the Faeroes, where his plane was refueled, then he was told to follow the two fighters to the shining city of Ilandrai, on the main Island, to meet with the Triumvirs themselves. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jutopia la Posted February 25, 2009 Author Report Share Posted February 25, 2009 The pilot over the Atlantic was greeted by a pair of Raetalian fighters and guided to an airstrip in the Faeroes, where his plane was refueled, then he was told to follow the two fighters to the shining city of Ilandrai, on the main Island, to meet with the Triumvirs themselves. He stared at the creatures. They looked different than he was. He had never seen anyone quite like them. They were nothing like the Tropicanian race.The pilot extended his hand to greet the triumvirs. After they had finished their formal greeting, the pilot realized that there was not much farther he could go with communicating, unless by some miracle, the triumvirs knew the Tropicanian language. He pointed to himself in an ownership type fashion, "hello," then he pointed to the others "hello." His attempt was 'my hello to your hello.' THat was the only way he could figure on how to ask for basic translating. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Maelstrom Vortex Posted February 26, 2009 Report Share Posted February 26, 2009 The things he wrote down were simply his account of his way here. The pictures he had brought with him were mostly of him and his family. He didn't mind if either was taken as long as he had been given them back.The planes that were called were arriving shortly and reached the nearby airspace. The possessions were of course returned, they were only using the writing materials to further break down the language barrier. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Vasili Markov Posted February 27, 2009 Report Share Posted February 27, 2009 IC: As the pilot flys over Queensland he will notice small towns and rather new looking asphalt roads connecting them. On the plains he will observe hunting parties on ATVs and motorbikes in the western provinces and fields of grain and increasingly larger towns as he travels further east, after about half an hour of flight he will be intercepted by two fighters and the following message will be given. "Attention unidentified aircraft, Please identify yourself and follow us to the nearest airport for a customs inspection, Tune your navrad to frequency 193.35 and set the range to 530 kilometers" OOC: I am assuming the planes are coming in from the west since you did not specify the direction that they will approach from. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jutopia la Posted February 28, 2009 Author Report Share Posted February 28, 2009 The possessions were of course returned, they were only using the writing materials to further break down the language barrier. The other pilots arrived with translators and discussed with the first pilot what had already been established. The translator had brought his translating tools and went over to one of the dragons and gestured to help translate. A diplomat had also come with the pilot. "Hello!" He said happily. IC: As the pilot flys over Queensland he will notice small towns and rather new looking asphalt roads connecting them. On the plains he will observe hunting parties on ATVs and motorbikes in the western provinces and fields of grain and increasingly larger towns as he travels further east, after about half an hour of flight he will be intercepted by two fighters and the following message will be given."Attention unidentified aircraft, Please identify yourself and follow us to the nearest airport for a customs inspection, Tune your navrad to frequency 193.35 and set the range to 530 kilometers" OOC: I am assuming the planes are coming in from the west since you did not specify the direction that they will approach from. OOC: I think the one over the atlantic was already greeted. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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