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  1. "Live for now, not for the past..."
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    Shop Open PIKADILYU'S COMMISION SHOP

    Don't be sorry! Honestly, it's so much more that I was expecting! and the detail is fantastic! Totally worth the wait! I'm still working on a name (lol) but it's already giving me story ideas! Thanks again!!!
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    Shop Open PIKADILYU'S COMMISION SHOP

    @Aurelion Star wow, that looks amazing! Way more detailed than I was expecting, totally worth the wait! I never thought about having the mane be blue, lol. And that demon-looking shape in the background..... so cool! Thank you very much!!!
  4. give me a few days, have to find my xbox 360 and forza4 disk.
  5. wow, this takes me back, lol. @Virgile kinda, maybe? I made them in Forza Motorsport 4, just by painting cars I already had. I can't remember if paint schemes were sharable in that game or not, assuming the online servers are still up. but can check if you're interested.
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    Commissions Closed The Puddle Zone (Closed till shop updated)

    Hello! Here's my request as we talked about: Name of characters : new OCHow many characters : oneBackground : None Props : none Clothing : none Type of Shading : Fully shaded References : cutie mark (hex codes, blue B3DDF2, red FF0000), ref pic Thank you!
  7. Nine years. It seems like a long time, doesn't it? I mean, I grew up with Star Trek Voyager, from age 9 to 16, and that was only seven years! It's still amazing that our show lasted so long... But we all know why it did. It was us. Our love for 'some little girl cartoon' that no one else (heck, not even us sometimes) understands! MLP:FIM affected us all is many different ways, to many to list here. I can only tell you about my own experience. I didn't start watching until sometime late in Season 2, ignoring the internet 'brony' craze. Then I watched a clip on youtube out of c
  8. Jellico looked at the ops officer. "The channel's been cut off sir," the officer said, tapping at his controls. "I'm not receiving any signal." Just then, the turbolift doors opened, and Master Senotho and most of his party entered the bridge. A moment later, the other turbolift also opened, revealing Jenna and the rest of the Rangers. "You wanted to see me Captain?" Senotho asked. "We just had a call from Minister Layton," Jellico told him while sitting in the captain's chair. "The Rangers' base was attacked, and your droid was seized. He said it was taken to that large ship w
  9. Jellico waved a hand across his throat in a slashing motion. The ops officer tapped the controls to mute the comm channel. "Get Master Senotho up here on the double!" he ordered a security officer standing at the back of the bridge. With a nod, the man entered the turbolift. Jellico waved at the ops officer, who tapped the comm channel again.
  10. The doors to the ready room slid closed behind him, as Jellico stepped onto the bridge. "Report," he said. Jenna stood from the center chair. "The signal's not on one of our usual channels," she said. "Luckily, Mr. Faron was monitoring all frequencies he could detect, as part of his study on this galaxy." "Smart man," Jellico said with a smile. "Let's hear it." Jenna nodded at the ensign sitting at the ops station, who pressed a control. “This is Pendrew Layton attempting to contact the Righteous Indignation. Master Jedi, Captain Jellico, anyone, come in!” "Layton?" Je
  11. Shantra frowned, antennae twitching. "Sounds almost....religious," she said at last. "'Guardians of peace and justice', we could sure use someone like that back home. Maybe they could help end the war before it gets even worse..." --------- Meanwhile, Captain Jellico was in his ready room just off the bridge reading various Star Fleet regulations and Federation laws, trying to get some clue as to how he should proceed in this new galaxy. He was well aware of the Prime Directive, but still new interaction, possibly hostile, was unavoidable. Giving up for the moment, he sat back a
  12. Shantra crossed her arms and gave him a skeptical look. "You mean anyone here can develop powers like that? No specific race or energy fields or anything?" She frowned. "That's something I've never heard of. We may not have explored our entire galaxy yet, but I'm pretty sure there isn't a large race or group with abilities like that back home anywhere."
  13. He was met with a blank stare from Shantra. "The 'force'?" she asked, antennae twitching. "Never heard of it." Her eyes drifted towards the lounge entrance. "Some sort of telekinesis, I assume? There are a few species that have those kind of abilities....but not many." She scratched her chin. "Can't think of anyone in Fleet that does, either. There was an incident a hundred years ago with a small group of aliens....something Captain Kirk encountered, if I remember correctly." She shrugged. "But that's old history. I guess its more common in this galaxy than ours..."
  14. Shantra looked between them, then shrugged and tapped the controls once more to return them to default status. "Suit yourself," she said, "I can't find anything wrong here anyway. But if it gets worse," she pointed at the ceiling, "just ask the computer to call me. I can send someone over." She plucked a tricorder from the air as it floated past, unfolded it and stepped back out into the corridor. There, she started to scan around the area. "Still a bit strange," she muttered to herself, "no gravity anomalies or power fluctuations...." She tapped away at the tricorder....
  15. His voice had startled her, and after a moment she regained her composer. "Not at all, Master Senotho," she replied, still studying the controls. "Just checking on a minor system glitch in the gravity controls." As if to punctuate her statement, a coffee cup floated between them. "I should be the one asking if you're having any difficulty with the gravity here. Should have it cleared up in a few minutes." She glared at the panel. "As soon as I find the problem...that is...."
  16. Lt. Cmd Shantra walked towards the Observation Lounge on Deck 3 (port side). Two crewers tried to enter, but left quickly after seeing objects floating around. They reported it to engineering, and since their guest's quarters were on that deck she figured she'd check it out personally. Stepping out of the turbolift, she approached the lounge...and paused as a tricorder floated past her face. Antennae twitching, she walked past, and near the windows she noticed Senotho sitting on the floor facing the windows. Beyond one could see the other catamaran hull, with the bridge between th
  17. All eyes turned to Jellico. Lt. Cmd Shantra gave him a nudge. "Well Captain?" she teased. He ignored her, focusing on Senotho. "For a culture to join the Federation," he began, "there is a lengthy application process. Lots of legal issues to sort out. But one important milestone must be met." He waved a hand at the warp core. "Faster-than-light travel. The Prime Directive was originally intended to prevent exposing cultures to life among the stars until they are ready for it. Later, it was adapted to also include keeping out of other races politics and such." He frowned. "As fo
  18. A short while later, after assigning his guests to quarters (all on Deck 3, Starboard), Jellico took Senotho and a few of his companions on a tour around the ship. Having already seen the bridge, they skipped that and visited sickbay, the security complex, and the stellar cartography lab. Next was the main landing bay, where the six remaining fighters were kept, along with an assortment of shuttlecraft. Following that, he lead the group into Main Engineering. The doors slid open, revealing the warp core running down the center of the room. Rings of light traveled down the blue-tinted sect
  19. Jellico sat back, thinking hard. He agreed that they needed to keep a low profile, and his ship would easily stand out against any local traffic. On the other hand.... "Arrgaw it is," he said, tapping his badge. "Jellico to Bridge." "Go ahead," replied Jenna's voice. "Set course for for the star we tagged as A-115. Local system name Arrgaw. Warp 4, and hold position just outside the system. I want to be well clear of local traffic." "Understood." "Jellico out." He smiled at Senotho. "I'll keep us outside until we can peek in the windows to see who's home. We c
  20. Jellico frowned. "Keep moving, yes. The question is to where." He tapped a few controls on the small computer on his desk, then turned it around so Senotho could see the screen. There was a simple starmap of the local area displayed. "My crew did a basic star scan when we arrived, but other than stellar readings we know nothing about this area. Could you recommend a place we could go for now? I mean..." he shrugged "...great as my ship is, we will need resupply at some point. Deuterium eventually, along with basic supplies and foodstuffs. As I said, the replicators only work when powe
  21. "The greater evil," Jellico repeated. "It takes all forms, doesn't it? From your Empire, to our Dominion." He frowned. "Remind me one day to tell you about the Borg." A whistle cut through the air. "Bridge to Captain!" came Jenna's voice. "Sir, should we remain here or move somewhere else? The Imperial ship may be able to track us." "Stand by, Commander," Jellico replied, before looking back at Senotho. "Master Senotho, assuming you know this area far better than we do, any suggestions?"
  22. "They are indeed," Jellico replied, sitting back at his desk and taking a sip. "As for resources, your tea was created using a basic form of technology similar to the transported. Replicators take energy and convert it into non-living matter. As long as enough energy is available, they can provide for most of our needs for food and such." Another sip. "If we lost power from, say, our warp core being damaged, we would have to survive on emergency rations. Luckily, Shantra keeps our core running smooth as silk. Thank goodness for good engineers..."
  23. Jellico chuckled. "Luxurious. That's a word I don't use much. We claim that Earth, our homeworld, is a paradise, it still has it's flaws. And it took centuries to clean up the messes of the past. But not all Federation worlds enjoy such splendor." He winked. "And are rivers are still normal water." Then, he turned back to the wall slot. "Green tea, hot, a touch of lemon. Two cups." There were two beeps, then the slot glowed. Two small swirls of energy formed, and condensed themselves into a pair of small cups on saucers. Hot liquid steamed from inside them. Holding them by the pl
  24. Jellico took a seat behind his desk, waving Senotho towards the couch. On the wall behind the couch was a painting of the ship, a tradition among Star Fleet captains. A few nautical themed items were displayed on a shelf behind his desk, with a model of another ship sitting on a pedestal next to the window. "It's the least we can do, Master," Jellico said. "After all, your, Rangers, did risk themselves for our escape. That holds alot with me." He crossed his arms and leaned back. "While most of the Federation's history was peaceful, we have had our periods of conflict as well. Right no
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