Chapter Six, Update 5

Posted in StoryProper with tags , , , , , , on August 30, 2010 by lucheek

A light pink glow had appeared in the dark void. It grew brighter and larger, soon revealing a large ship heading toward the two, stray Strikers.
“What is that thing?” Xof asked quickly.
“According to our reads, it’s a Floofnay.” Narl replied.
Chambo confirmed it. “Visually, it’s defiantly a Floofnay.” They were both very used to the enormous, rounded ships. The Floofnay was the most popular model for cargo-ships, and the most common ship to see when the Port was still in function. All the slaves there had seen them day in and day out.
There was a soft hum over the communicator. As the Floofnay grew closer, it’s connections linked with the Striker’s. “Unidentified pilots!” A stern Gowak voice called. “Please clear the way.”
The mrows in the ships looked around nervously. Anax lowered herself out of the way compliantly. Kishi, seeing this, followed her. The Floofnay could move through now.
“Idenitify yourself.” The Gowak repeated.
Chambo clenched his throat with his hand, clenching his throat to deepen his voice to the more reptilian sound. “This Port is under blockade. You cannot land here.” He was in a cold sweat.
Luckily, the large cargo pilot believed the bluff. “I know that… this food is going straight to Vantessa.” But before Chambo could sigh from relief, a thought came over him. The same thought came over all the mrows, ship-bound and on the ground. Food. The rebels were in desperate need of it… The former-slaves were used to low rations, but their supply was dwindling and near empty. They needed this shipment.
Narl broke the silence. He roared over the communicator, “Shoot the front! Try to keep the cargo and the bottom intact!”
The Floofnay could hear him too, of course. “What in the hell? Shoot? Who the hell is that? Identif-“
Anax lifted her Striker back up, almost swinging it forward through space. Xof pushed down the small wire on the floor. The wire connected and completed the circuit for the gun- and fired.
The Floofnay took a direct hit right above the cabin.
“Kirf!” The gowak yelled.
Kishi and Chambo fired from the other side. The two ships kept a steady stream of energy on the huge ship.
“Maday! Maday!” Cries of distressed filled the communicators. The Floofnay began to turn, but it was a slow ship. The turn took dreadfully too long for the pilot. The cries stopped suddenly with a large crack. The communicator, and the cabin, of the Floofnay had been all but torn from the cargo hold. The engine began to flicker, sparks of energy flying out from the hole.
“Get behind it! Avoid the wreckage!” Narl hissed.


Posted in mantinence on August 23, 2010 by lucheek

Sorry for the missed update. School started today and I’ve been kind of thrown out of whack on my schedule. I’ll try to make up the missed update soon.

Added a Technology Page!

Posted in mantinence on August 21, 2010 by lucheek

There is now a technology page that describes the core of Meribellian machines, the Trinity, as well as includes a detailed sheet describing the Modified Striker ship currently being used in story. As time goes by, more sheets about diffrent machines will be added. I apologize in advanced to any engineers that might read this, that while I tried to make the information as detailed as possible, it is (scientifically) lacking and impossible. It is but science fiction.
Nonetheless, I hope you enjoy the new information!

Chapter Six, Update 4

Posted in StoryProper with tags , , , , , , on August 16, 2010 by lucheek

Anax took a deep breath, letting her body sink into the chair. When she leaned forward, it was with great determination and strength. She grabbed the Steering Stick with both hands. The Striker didn’t lunge forward, but slid smoothly into motion.
When Xof, and even Kishi, had flown the ships, they were fully aware that they were controlling an outside mechanism artificially. They gave the machine commands through the stick. Anaxandrea felt different. In the moment she put her hands on the controls, the ship became her. She felt as if her presence and energy now encompassed all of the metallic shell. Her eyesight changed. She could see out the window, into the black space, her peripheral vision sharpening. And, somehow, at the same time, everything blurred. Only the space was clear.
Anaxandrea was hardly conscience of her voice as she spoke orders to Xof. “Ascend.” “Descend.” She was tacit, calm, and precise. She maneuvered the Striker with ease, rotating the ship as if it was her palm.
The other mrows observed in silence and awe. Xof was the most stricken with Anaxandrea’s prowess. She was tempted to just stare at her orange face instead of the controls she was responsible for. “I…” Xof gathered her tongue. “I think you should always be the one to pilot,” She said.
“Defininatly!” Kizo added over the communicator. “That’s beautiful flying…! Have you done this before?” He leaned forward as he spoke.
“No,” Anax said in her normally reserved voice. “I use to drive some ‘Woks… back there, but never a ship. But I like driving. I would like to be pilot.”
Xof laughed humbly. Her shoulders shook so that the drooping tentacles from her head bounced. “That’s perfectly fine with me, captain!”
Kizo agreed again, and turned to look at Narl. Even he seemed to be smiling a bit.
“Look sharp!” Kishi suddenly hissed, the harsh tone magnified over the electronic system.

More pictures, will update World Info soon

Posted in mantinence on August 9, 2010 by lucheek

Alright! I’ve updated the Art and About pages. I’m going to update the World Information with some new information about Meribel soon. But I’m leaving what information will be revealed up to you, the fans. Would you like to know about Meribellian Technology, Fauna (Animals), the Meribellian Language, or Astronomy and Calender? Please tell me what you’re intrested in. More and more world info will be revealed in the future. I even plan to draw pictures and blueprints.

I plan also to make a characters page in the near future with pictures of the main cast. Look forward to that!

Thank you all for reading.

Chapter Six, Update 3

Posted in StoryProper with tags , , , , , , on August 9, 2010 by lucheek

I’m back. For those of you who read this and don’t watch me on DeviantART (my username is lucheek there, too), my sister and I have made a deal to motivate eachother to do more writing. We are ‘exchaning’ at least 600 words every Sunday. Since we live together, it’ll be easier for us to bother the other in the case of missed updates. So, Meribellian Chronicles is back alive again. Expect updates of at least 600 words every Sunday now!

I kind of feel bad since this is still a pretty uneventful update and you all waited so long for it, but I promise stuff is going to happen soon. Like… real stuff. Continue reading

Chapter Six, Update Two

Posted in StoryProper with tags , , , , , , on March 27, 2010 by lucheek

In which I am trying to build tension and resisting Star Fox jokes.

“We’re stabilized.” Kishi reported quickly.
Kizo scanned his eyes across the large screen in front of him before calling back, “The ships are registered properly. We’ve got your coordinates.” He could feel his heart in his throat, remembering the last flight. He wasn’t scared though. He felt excited and, strangly, full. Full of some kind of purpose, Kizo wasn’t quite sure.
Narl interrupted his thoughts with his commanding voice. “Try maneuvering.”
“We should probably go one at a time,” Xof added. “Let’s avoid crashing.”
“Of course,” said Chambo.
Kishi replied quickly, “I’ll go first.” She flexed her fingers, still wrapped around the control. She pushed forward firmly, but slowly. The Striker coasted forward. Kishi’s eyes were sharp slits, blind to anything besides the dark space they focused on. She rolled her shoulders to the left, gently moving the Steering stick. The Ship turned.
“Well,” Kizo coughed over the transmitter. “Looks like you’re all set for piloting the relaxing sight-seeing tour of space. Now why don’t you try going faster than a flat rock on the floor?”
“Have you ever flown a spaceship?” She hissed back, without giving Kizo any real time to reply. “No. Neither have I. This doesn’t come with a guide. We can learn now or jump right in like idiots and get ourselves killed.”
“Get everybody killed.” Narl turned to Kizo disapprovingly. “The Gowaks are killing us, we don’t need to kill us too.” The grey mrow turned his head down, embarrassed.
Kishi continued to steer the Striker in silence. She snaked the ship back and forth, testing turning at different angles and speeds. “Chambo,” She said, not turning her eyes away from the window. The black Mrow perked his ears and moved up closer to her. “I’m going to try to do a dive.”
The controls to the altitude and orientation of the Striker were with the other buttons and switches wrapped around the base of the window. A Gowak could reach them from the chair, one arm on the steering stick and another on the panels. A mrow, however, could not. This is why there were two to each ship. Chambo nodded with a affirmative grunt. He crouched down in front of the controls, orienting his hands over the buttons and turning his head away to see out the window.
“Now.” Kishi commanded. She leaned forward on the Steering stick as the Striker began moving forward. Chambo pressed a button, keeping it steadily depressed. The ship turned, curving downward. As the Striker moved now, the more it curved around. “Release.” Kishi directed. He let go of the button. The curving stopped, the ship moving down straight now. At least, appeared to be moving down straight from the perspective of Xof and Anax, who watched with wide eyes. The gravity had shifted for Kishi and Chambo, who moved forward consistently.
“Going to try ascending.” The striped pilot said. Narl acknowledged her from over the radio. “Ascend now.” Kishi added. Chambo depressed the other button. Kishi pushed forward on the Steering Stick, and the Striker rotated upward. She oriented herself with the other hovering ship. “Release.”
“Can you turn and descend at the same time?” Kizo asked.
“I believe.” Kishi replied. She directed Chambo, “Descend now.” She curved the Striker to the left as it moved. They moved in a soft spiral through space. “Release.” The spiral flattened, the Striker oriented on a flat plane now.