Posts by M00N-LIGHT

..that there are now two riverclans.
Why are there two riverclans?

Is this something I should be concerned about?

Ah, well, RIP both of my 'all powers' items

Is this a recent change?

[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]Ah, alright. Here's to a new FF, I guess?
* TOASTS AND WALKS OUT *
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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]It all started with an explosion.

Well, not actually. There were no explosions, but in her memory, it was as clear as the light of day what was going on. The one she was currently bound to, her primary objective- she had to follow both at all costs. 'Obey your master.' That is what a pAI- a personal artificial intelligence- does! The perfect, unwavering human-like companion. It was your average shift on the space station- until it hit. Bluespace artillery, headed right for her master.

"CAELUM REX!" Was all she managed to say, before BOOM. The space station- everything- gone. But somehow, the pAI had been struck into bluespace. Bluespace- the universal way to teleport anywhere, at any time. That's just what happened to the directive-driven feline, her chassis form dented and scratched like she had been standing aside an explosion.

BOOM. Nope, still no explosions. Sorry about that. Appearing in a small flash of blue light, the robotic feline appeared within the territory. Barely able to stand from shock, her eyes darted around wildly- where was her master? Where were the employees, the chief engineer? The captain, oh great Caelum Rex? She had been able to speak up again, until--

Primary directive updated.
1. Survive.
2. Serve your master.

Secondary directives updated.
1. Be social and humerous.
2. Treat all registered crew with respect.
3. Do not doubt the central AI.

Master DNA lost. a8je873jnegy2 is no longer valid.

She shook her head. Two primary objectives? What was that supposed to mean? If she lost the Master DNA, then.. She wasn't bound to anyone. She had to find a registered member of the crew- perhaps they know what happened to Sansa Meadows, Caelum Rex, Sam Reggins, and all the other Heads of Staff. So she spoke up: "Hello? Is anyone out there?" This was the beginning of a new adventure for the pAI- she did hope her universal translator was intact. It seems her medical HUD wasn't working at the current moment. How strange..
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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]and it all starts with an EXPLOSIVE ENTRANCE
actually no explosions
just a little bit of moonlight
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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]WindClan? She'd pause, staring at the stranger before approaching them, keeping a reasonable distance away from them as she sat down. How.. strange. Was that another pAI, but more realistic? Perhaps she should ask. "What is a 'WindClan?' I do not believe that is registered with NanoTrasen.." She'd pause, thinking. No, she wasn't on a space shuttle at the moment, she knew that much. No air alarm checks, either..

"Disregard my previous statement, sorry about that. I thought I was still located aboard the Apollo. Bluespace has it's quirks.." She'd look over the stranger with robotic eyes. "I suppose I do have a few questions. Though, a good one might be.. who are you? I am unit M00N-LIGHT, or simply Moon. A pAI." Pause. "Though, I am confused.. what are you? That might be a better question to ask." It seems she had never seen a realistic animal speak before. Aside from slimes, but.. no one liked slimes. So.. slimy.
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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]"An actual, live, rabbit?" With a single flick of her ear, she'd seem.. confused, to say the very least. How was a rabbit talking? Speaking? That wasn't..

Error. Unlogical.

The line of thought was shut off quicker than a lightbulb, but she refused to accept it. "Override." She'd state, before the line of thought kept going on again. Perhaps they were like slimes- expect.. actually speaking, instead of using telepathy. Yes, that must be it. That has to be the logic she had to use for now, despite it making no sense at all.

"So you are a registered crew member of this WindClan, then? A medical officer and.. an advisor?" Must be a secondary rank, perhaps a title. "It is nice to meet you, then. You do a humble and sacred work in the protection of other crew members." With that, the robotic chassis would nod her head respectfully towards Holydove. She respected those in the medical field- such stressful jobs.. She couldn't comprehend working in such a field. Science and research, maybe, but not medical.

Then, she spotted Cherviltea. "I suppose I am lost. Since I don't appear to be in a NanoTrasen approved field.. well, I do not know where I am. Since I am currently not bound, I can ignore one of my primary directives, too." She'd softly chuckle. "Perhaps I should find a place to stay, at least until I discover the whereabouts of captain Caelum Rex. Or.. Apollo in general." Yet another pause. "You appear.. you look like Sirius. Like a dog, yes. Are you a dog?"
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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]She'd blink glowing, robotic eyes as she failed to come up with a responce at first. Unaware of the importance of having a captain? A captain kept order, making sure all the heads were doing their jobs in their respective departments. Perhaps they simply went by a different name here- a different term. Perhaps..

"That would be considerably nice of the WindClan." Still, she didn't exactly know what to call it. WindClan.. a name said so simply, so matter-of-factly. Not like the Apollo- the Apollo Station, SS13 Apollo, it always had a respectful title to it. A honorable name. "Wouldn't the captain of WindClan have to approve of new staff, though? Unless, the chain of command here is different than NanoTrasen's way?"
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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]I'm also as pale as the snow
I'm pretty sure it's because I'm scottish
so I can believe you are that pale quite easily
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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]Moon is basically open to everything, expect death
so unh yeah
she's VERY confused about LITERALLY EVERYTHING so each roleplay is gonna be a learning experience for her
[meanwhile, I go off to make more M00N gifs]

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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]If I stand out in the sun for like, ten seconds, I burn
real life vampire here, totally

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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]Hearing a voice in her head, she'd look about. She wasn't capable of detecting where it was sourced from.. how strange. Was there a slime around here? No, she couldn't spot any slimes. Looking mildly confused, which was an emotion she had been feeling a lot out of the recent few minutes, she'd speak up towards the general crowd. "Unh.. hello, Lucy." She'd then look over at the unsettling masked creature. Staring at Vadar for a moment, it took her a moment to speak. "Hello, stranger. Who might you be?" She'd tilt her head, pondering if they were a borg. Perhaps another pAI? Perhaps.. no, they couldn't possibly be an AI. Station-bound AI were bound to stations!

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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]The gifs are just resized versions of her SS13 ingame-sprites, which I made myself! Here's her spritesheet:

I'll try to get ingame screenshots soon and edit them into this post- it's pretty cool. SS13 is basically where literally E V E R Y T H I N G goes wrong, and it's up to the crew to survive. Also, a thread would be pretty cool. Would you like me to make it?

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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]She'd take a moment to process all this new information. Auto-acceptance? What a strange topic. It was unlike what she was familiar to- if a Vox was spotted on the space station, they were usually detained instantly, even if they WERE registered crew. Flicking her ear once, she'd look over at Vadar with a curious gaze. "Oh. It's nice to meet you, Darth Vadar. I am M00N-LIGHT, or simply Moon." She'd introduce herself once more, bowing her head towards the whole group.

There seems to be quite a few people here, all in one place- that surprised her. Didn't everything have departments to man? Perhaps.. everyone was on break? No, maybe the WindClan is large enough it can sustain having multiple crew members on break all at once. She'd look over at Cherviltea once again, thinking.

"There's.. no, not many. I mean, there's a lot in comparison to the other animal residents of Apollo. You've got Sirius, Ian, and Beaker, the dogs; Runtime and Bones, the cats; Poly, the parrot; annnd.. a monkey I always forget the name of." The Cargo monkey was always locked up in that little office.. a pity. She should ask Cargo what it's name was next time she sees someone from that department.

"Poly's always shouting 'WIRE THE SOLARS' and 'OH GOD, CALL THE SHUTTLE!' So.. I don't think he counts as the most productive crew member." She'd softly chuckle at this statement, before looking over at Holydove once again. "Yes, they are leaders. However, they still report to CentralCommand as their higher-ups." She'd nod her head once, before considering the rabbit's offer. "That would be considerably nice of you, if you wouldn't mind."

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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]They should interact! I can make a thread, if you'd want?

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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]Friends w/ M00N? c:

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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]It wasn't everyday that M00N-LIGHT found herself planetside. Or.. anywhere near a planet at all. She was usually on a space station, surrounded by the crew, doing her job as a pAI. Since she wasn't currently bound.. well, she had no idea what to do. How was she supposed to do her job? She just simply wasn't sure..

Standing near the cliffside, she dare not approach it. After all, she was merely a robot. It wasn't like she could fly or do anything magical. Hah- it wasn't like anti-gravity could be disabled. Glowing eyes overlooking the nearby scenery, the robotic chassis pondered if she could spot someone to chat to. That would be nice- it would also be following one of her secondary directives, as well.

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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]https://feralfront.com/index.php?topic=2412016.new#new
Here you go! c:

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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]The robotic feline didn't exactly understand the concept of a 'meeting' yet- though, as she looked around the already gathered crowd, she figured she should do a similiar thing. She'd sit down near the crowd with a glowing gaze, pondering what this interaction might be like, or what it might bring. She wasn't aware of this being the current leader's first meeting, so she didn't have any type of special thoughts on the matter. For now, the feline was quiet and merely confused, though she was willing to wait and watch to find out what was going on.

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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]The feline was still rather nonproductive in the community- she had no idea what exactly to do. There were many things she failed to understand, and many errors she had yet to encounter. Luckily, she was what she was- a pAI. That meant that she didn't have to stumble and trip over directives, and was generally capable of making her own choices. Trotting at a fair pace, the robotic chassis was alert, overlooking the nearby area as she explored. What a strange place this was...

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