Log 0020 - [Voice]

[keeps_a_cool_head]

It is with confidence I report that the native species here are generally of a friendlier nature. Their food is tolerable and they are easily persuaded to provide it to strangers.

They seem armed with rudimentary weapons. Theoretically any one of us could launch a successful attack and come away with minimal casualties.

If the need should arise, of course.

Comments

[keeps_a_cool_head]

May I ask what you've been collecting?

[darknessb4me]

The dead.

[keeps_a_cool_head]

How very enterprising of you. Do you find use in the corpses of another species?

[darknessb4me]

I can raise them. Any species.

[keeps_a_cool_head]

I wasn't aware you were anticipating a need for dead creatures standing three feet high and slow.

[darknessb4me]

With how difficult it is to get ahold of humanoid remains on this ship? I'll take anything.

[keeps_a_cool_head]

Your army will be a terror to behold.

[darknessb4me]

My armies overpowered nations with sheer numbers. We consumed entire continents and built cities in the blood of gods.

I'm not insecure about my abilities, outworlder. I'll take what material I can get.

[keeps_a_cool_head]

You're confident enough in your strategy to work with insufficient resources?

I have to ask; where will you be storing them aboard our ship?

[darknessb4me]

It's sufficient for my own amusement.

[Which is mostly why he does any of this anyway.]

I haven't decided. They'll stand quietly wherever they're told to, it shouldn't be difficult.

[keeps_a_cool_head]

You must have quite a large room to accommodate them. I have to admit, I would find it unsettling to sleep under the dead, watchful eyes of so many corpses.

[darknessb4me]

I don't sleep.

[This is not true, but sounds properly ominous.]

[keeps_a_cool_head]

You must be very productive.

[darknessb4me]

Very bored more like.

[keeps_a_cool_head]

Tell me what culls the boredom.

[darknessb4me]

I've been here for four years. Nothing. There's nothing to do here.

[Private]

[keeps_a_cool_head]

I've been looking into other projects lately, now that John Crichton has left the Barge.

And I was wondering if you had interest in assisting me.

[Private]

[darknessb4me]

It depends on what you're doing, and what I get out of it.

[Private]

[keeps_a_cool_head]

I have a need to research a weapon for enemies particularly vulnerable to the cold.

I don't suppose the pain and suffering of your fellow passengers is enough of an incentive.

[Private]

[darknessb4me]

It might be.

Enemies. Who?

[Private]

[keeps_a_cool_head]

Scarrans. A cold-blooded race that basks in and creates heat. They outnumber my allies ten to one and have superior weaponry.

I should like to have them eliminated, if possible.

[Private]

[darknessb4me]

Who are your allies?

[Private]

[keeps_a_cool_head]

Sebaceans; Peacekeepers, they call themselves. Human-like in appearance, but susceptible to heat. They prefer the cold.

[Private]

[darknessb4me]

How symmetrical.

So what do they want?

[Private]

[keeps_a_cool_head]

Quite.

Scarrans wish to take over everything within reach. Peacekeepers wish to control absolutely what they have in their possession.

The two are at odds, and soon the Scarrans will win. Neither is particularly sympathetic, but one side will slaughter the other without mercy.