Birth of a Clone

It's just another ordinary day. Confirm supplementary fabric provides adequate protection from exposure. Equip external equipment for spectrum filtration. Activate mobile platform and control panel. Fulfill requested orders of 120 IG-Series Mark VII Imperial Guard.

.... This one doesn't look half bad. Unique Defect noted, the myostatin inhibitor must've been on for too long.

Tagged for Recycling. Production reinitialized-... I wonder if I could replace my IG with this one instead...

Restocking

The Stormchasers are usually self-reliant, the heftiest doing the heavy lifting and the smallest providing the cheers.

But when a traveling monk offered some help, it couldn't be refused by the captain already too fascinated by the fact someone larger than the engineer existed in the world.

The navigator purposefully took the scenic route, it doesn't hurt to walk in the sun after months out at sea.

Old Boys, New Beginnings

To our loving families and friends,

It was a wild ride last year. Let's all look forward to new beginnings and wonderful times, no matter how bleak things may appear, we all keep calm and carry on. 

Best wishes from us, Happy New Year.

- The Crew of the Radiant Skipper

Harvest Season

Xyro wanted to take me up north of Galivas for some special meeting with a group of people I've never personally met. I've known about the "Feral" Kanis living in the Northern Galivas regions, but I've been told meeting them is just one of those events where you just do it once and not really ever do it again sort of deal.

Boy... were they...

So...

Wrong.

Thanks Xyro, now I know where I should go if I ever feel frisky.

Warm to the Touch

He suggested we try something new. He claimed he trained for months.

I watched as he got comfortable, looping the draperies about his room to elegant braids.

He asked me to make myself at home, and so I did.

He then strung himself up. He lifted his gigantic legs on the braids.

And with one motion, invited me to claim what he declared was rightfully mine.

Thanks Xyro. Each year you do something too ridiculous for me to pass up.

An Invitation of Corruption

He could only whisper the name of his desire.

He could only mutter the need of his mortal coil.

As the needs were answered, he saw the face.

Another face. Another face.

He would only chant the name of his other.

He would only release the essence of his body.

As the needs were answered, he saw the faces of god.

A face, mocking the face of his lover.

Papa's Seat

Dad and I never really got along. He was a fully decorated Fleet Admiral with countless accolades and commendations. I'm just an engineer who barely passed my EToP. I left his side when I was assigned to a ship he personally oversaw her construction. I got kicked off the project of my grades.

It's been a few years since I last saw him. 

I kind of miss him.

He was always that "I know I'm better than you but I still want to help you" kind of a person.

Papa, I hope you don't get this message. Because I want to tell you personally that I missed you.

PS: Please ignore the smut. I asked some random Galivian to draw you fucking my ass senseless for fap material.

Love, Tico.