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Inspired by Kai-ni 's Phasma and how they put them in their lore here -> Killian's Death[ACT I]
The torpedo bay of the Splendid had never seen such a crowd. The crew of the ship packed the bay in it's entirety, gathered around the torpedo casing turned coffin draped with the federation's flag. The eight members of the bridge crew stood around it in a half-circle, Elisa with her hand resting on the smooth surface.
"Goodbye." She whispered, his last words still echoing in her head.
"Captaining the Splendid was and is my greatest privilege."
A hologram of the Captain himself spoke, flickering to life at the head of torpedo tube. Most Captains recorded a last will and goodbye, should the worst ever happen, and Killian was no exception. The hologram's familiar voice filled the chamber and simultaneously the hearts of the crew, all else utterly silent.
"You are, in my eyes, the finest crew in all of starfleet; and I feel very fortunate to have served beside each and every one of you. I am honored to call you my family."
"I assume if you're hearing this, that I've been ki

The Phasma are an old adopt species of mine. I never shared much about them and only ever did one sheet. There are a few left [they are old and arent super great sorry :I] in case anyone is interested:

But basically they are more space dragons, with their powers making them seem far more godlike in the things they can do. They can manipulate the antibodies that are part of the immune system of the universe, and each individual tends to have their own agenda. Basically they do what they want and if they want to they will screw you over (or screw you, one of the two). They can also do weird stuff with matter and they are just kewel. :y

This is mine here, Eenra [we'll see if the name sticks]. Eenra has a bone to pick with a certain Heldross who is running around being a huge pain in the arse.

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Inspired by Kai-ni 's Phasma and how they put them in their lore here -> Killian's Death[ACT I]
The torpedo bay of the Splendid had never seen such a crowd. The crew of the ship packed the bay in it's entirety, gathered around the torpedo casing turned coffin draped with the federation's flag. The eight members of the bridge crew stood around it in a half-circle, Elisa with her hand resting on the smooth surface.
"Goodbye." She whispered, his last words still echoing in her head.
"Captaining the Splendid was and is my greatest privilege."
A hologram of the Captain himself spoke, flickering to life at the head of torpedo tube. Most Captains recorded a last will and goodbye, should the worst ever happen, and Killian was no exception. The hologram's familiar voice filled the chamber and simultaneously the hearts of the crew, all else utterly silent.
"You are, in my eyes, the finest crew in all of starfleet; and I feel very fortunate to have served beside each and every one of you. I am honored to call you my family."
"I assume if you're hearing this, that I've been ki

The Phasma are an old adopt species of mine. I never shared much about them and only ever did one sheet. There are a few left [they are old and arent super great sorry :I] in case anyone is interested:

But basically they are more space dragons, with their powers making them seem far more godlike in the things they can do. They can manipulate the antibodies that are part of the immune system of the universe, and each individual tends to have their own agenda. Basically they do what they want and if they want to they will screw you over (or screw you, one of the two). They can also do weird stuff with matter and they are just kewel. :y

This is mine here, Eenra [we'll see if the name sticks]. Eenra has a bone to pick with a certain Heldross who is running around being a huge pain in the arse.