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"You know why we are here..." The crackled vox from the Harvester rang out through the deep waters, the translations calculated by Centauri's battle suit before the words could even finish.
"I know..." Centauri whispered, her voice firm, yet understanding.
"Then you know what must happen next..." The voice soon added after only a brief pause. There was a defeated tone to the unusual language that was all caught in the translation.
"I know..." Centauri replied slower. Neither Centauri, nor the pilot of the imposing Harvester wanted to fight... but it was unavoidable. The Planet Carrius was a beautiful water world, in which its landmass was all submerged below deep oceans. It's people were primitive, but peaceful, looking after the vast and rich Corals that populated its crust. Its wildlife was dangerous, but pure and beautiful... its people, tribal but loving. It was rich with minerals, fuels and materials... which was what made Carrius so sought after.

Centauri was its sworn protector, living amongst its people as a guardian. Protecting them from dangerous predators and often enough, outsiders looking to exploit the riches of the planet. The Fallgari were tragically the latest trespassers, using their great harvester machines to mine and steal rich fuels and minerals. Centauri had been fighting them for years... their Harvesters were dangerous, great machines capable of defending themselves well as many a close battle had been fought against each one. Jaime had hoped to drive them away... even meeting with the invading Fallgari race to see if a peaceful resolution was possible with the highly advanced people. Their world was diminishing, the lifelong sapped from its core and crust. It's people were dying, and the only way to save their world was to take everything they could from Carrius to restart their world.

They were desperate, and they could no longer sustain themselves. Not designed to live below the water, Centauri could not even offer sanctuary. They would not stop... they could not stop... Jaime understood this... but she could not sacrifice Carrius for them. It's people could not defend themselves against such a threat.
Standing before the last of the harvesters, the Fallgari's last hope of salvation, Jaime took no solace from her stance in this battle. A world would die today regardless of the outcome... Clenching her fists, Centauri began to channel the powers from within her battlesuit, watching with regret as the cold steel tentacles of the Harvester began to snake through the deep waters over corals that had already been destroyed.
"I'm sorry..." The vox spoke out, as the Harvester began to strike, its steel arms winding to attempt to ensnare Carrius' defender.

"So am I..." Jaime whispered....

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This is my entry to 's Centauri challenge!

This is one of the Jaime Jones clones spread throughout the Galaxy! In C Quadrant, my take on Centauri is a little more exotic in design due to her environment and the people she resides with. She defends a rich underwater planet known as Carrius, coming to be a part of its people deep in its oceans. Her suit keeps her alive, feeding her oxygen and protecting her from the terrible pressure of the deep seas surrounding the planet. It's design is reformed to better fit that of Carrius' natives, who are tribal underwater folk. They are civil and peace loving, looking after the corals and wildlife, choosing a life of tranquillity rather then advancing through science and technology. This makes them vulnerable to many outsiders who traverse the galaxy, which makes Centauri's role important as she is their only defence as well as the planet itself.

She plays an active role, helping those in need against more dangerous creatures that dwell within the waters. Despite possessing her own advanced technology, she does interfere with the people, respecting their wishes and spiritual ways. I imagine her home would be just outside of the villages, perhaps converting a downed space craft from a previous invader to be her home. As such she has a place to stretch her legs that is not submerged!

In this shot she is up against a desperate invader! The Fallgari are here to take critical resources needed to save their world and its people. The amount they need however would destroy Carrius and its own inhabitants! Though tragic, Centauri cannot allow that to happen! Out of shot the Harvester looks to ensnare and crush our heroine, but quickly enough Centauri is powered up to take on the mechanical monstrosity!

Hope you guys like the entry and the fluff to go with it! Thought I would go with a more scantily clad design on the basis that it was just much easier to make and render! Naturally I had to try and justify this design, hence the fluff above!

Centauri belongs to
This is just my take on one of her potential clones out there in the vast galaxy!

If you enjoy my work and wish to support me,

ko-fi.com/thesteedman

Description

"You know why we are here..." The crackled vox from the Harvester rang out through the deep waters, the translations calculated by Centauri's battle suit before the words could even finish.
"I know..." Centauri whispered, her voice firm, yet understanding.
"Then you know what must happen next..." The voice soon added after only a brief pause. There was a defeated tone to the unusual language that was all caught in the translation.
"I know..." Centauri replied slower. Neither Centauri, nor the pilot of the imposing Harvester wanted to fight... but it was unavoidable. The Planet Carrius was a beautiful water world, in which its landmass was all submerged below deep oceans. It's people were primitive, but peaceful, looking after the vast and rich Corals that populated its crust. Its wildlife was dangerous, but pure and beautiful... its people, tribal but loving. It was rich with minerals, fuels and materials... which was what made Carrius so sought after.

Centauri was its sworn protector, living amongst its people as a guardian. Protecting them from dangerous predators and often enough, outsiders looking to exploit the riches of the planet. The Fallgari were tragically the latest trespassers, using their great harvester machines to mine and steal rich fuels and minerals. Centauri had been fighting them for years... their Harvesters were dangerous, great machines capable of defending themselves well as many a close battle had been fought against each one. Jaime had hoped to drive them away... even meeting with the invading Fallgari race to see if a peaceful resolution was possible with the highly advanced people. Their world was diminishing, the lifelong sapped from its core and crust. It's people were dying, and the only way to save their world was to take everything they could from Carrius to restart their world.

They were desperate, and they could no longer sustain themselves. Not designed to live below the water, Centauri could not even offer sanctuary. They would not stop... they could not stop... Jaime understood this... but she could not sacrifice Carrius for them. It's people could not defend themselves against such a threat.
Standing before the last of the harvesters, the Fallgari's last hope of salvation, Jaime took no solace from her stance in this battle. A world would die today regardless of the outcome... Clenching her fists, Centauri began to channel the powers from within her battlesuit, watching with regret as the cold steel tentacles of the Harvester began to snake through the deep waters over corals that had already been destroyed.
"I'm sorry..." The vox spoke out, as the Harvester began to strike, its steel arms winding to attempt to ensnare Carrius' defender.

"So am I..." Jaime whispered....

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This is my entry to 's Centauri challenge!

This is one of the Jaime Jones clones spread throughout the Galaxy! In C Quadrant, my take on Centauri is a little more exotic in design due to her environment and the people she resides with. She defends a rich underwater planet known as Carrius, coming to be a part of its people deep in its oceans. Her suit keeps her alive, feeding her oxygen and protecting her from the terrible pressure of the deep seas surrounding the planet. It's design is reformed to better fit that of Carrius' natives, who are tribal underwater folk. They are civil and peace loving, looking after the corals and wildlife, choosing a life of tranquillity rather then advancing through science and technology. This makes them vulnerable to many outsiders who traverse the galaxy, which makes Centauri's role important as she is their only defence as well as the planet itself.

She plays an active role, helping those in need against more dangerous creatures that dwell within the waters. Despite possessing her own advanced technology, she does interfere with the people, respecting their wishes and spiritual ways. I imagine her home would be just outside of the villages, perhaps converting a downed space craft from a previous invader to be her home. As such she has a place to stretch her legs that is not submerged!

In this shot she is up against a desperate invader! The Fallgari are here to take critical resources needed to save their world and its people. The amount they need however would destroy Carrius and its own inhabitants! Though tragic, Centauri cannot allow that to happen! Out of shot the Harvester looks to ensnare and crush our heroine, but quickly enough Centauri is powered up to take on the mechanical monstrosity!

Hope you guys like the entry and the fluff to go with it! Thought I would go with a more scantily clad design on the basis that it was just much easier to make and render! Naturally I had to try and justify this design, hence the fluff above!

Centauri belongs to
This is just my take on one of her potential clones out there in the vast galaxy!

If you enjoy my work and wish to support me,

ko-fi.com/thesteedman