*Wakes up by all the noise, rolls over and look at the clock* "Oh man, 7:15. Since i began to take these sleeping pills, I can barely wake up, but I'm so heavily addicted." *Put's on his clothes, rushes to mess hall and drink a quick cup of coffee and a bowl of cereals.*
*stops ranting with bud from home planet* *leaves quarters for briefing room* *picks up a can of pepsi from a vending machine en route* *takes a seat in the empty room and prepares notes*
*Get's up and walks to briefing-room, smells something, smells like skulk, nah, can't be, the stinch must be in my clothes after that skulk on the rocketstar splatterd all over me when I blasted him with my shotty in the middle of a leap <!--emo&:D--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/biggrin.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='biggrin.gif'><!--endemo-->*
<i>At this point, the officers enter the room. They start preparing their notes, clearly trying to hide their tension. Even though the breifing won't start for another 5 minutes, they already look like actors before his first act in front of a million people. They usually never show any sign of tension, but this time is clearly different.</i>
MouseThe Lighter Side of PessimismJoin Date: 2002-03-02Member: 263Members, NS1 Playtester, Forum Moderators, Squad Five Blue, Reinforced - Shadow, WC 2013 - Shadow
edited May 2003
*looks frantically from side to side* *I wince from the pain caused by the parasite lodged in my thigh* *my radio crackles lifelessly* *a quick look in my pistol reveals that I only have 4 bullets left*
<i>Out in the mess hall, the speakers announce that "The briefing will begin in 1 minute, everyone start moving to the briefing room</i>
<i>Inside the briefing room itself, the officers are ready and are only waiting for the briefing to begin. Their tension is extreme now. Though they are all trying to hide it, it is as though they are afraid of you. Several of them are already dripping with sweat and looking at each other most of the time. The front one, by the speaker chair, looks all pale, like a prisoner sentenced to death. He tries to look confident and smile at you, but every once in a while, he turns to his fellow officers, as though he want's them to help him out of there.
Apart from the officers, everything is normal. But the apperant tension of the officers makes the audience restless. Something is clearly afoot, and everyone wants to know, everyone tries to find out. The rumors are still spreading, but no one seems to believe even in the rumors they themselves pass on to those sitting beside them</i>
*takes off pin on my collar of "captain" and starts polishing it* *puts it back on...clearly bored* *pushes swivel chair back, does a 360 around...* "weeeeeeeeeeeee....." *swivels self back to seat, starts to twirl a pen between two forefingers in the last 25 seconds before the briefing starts*
<i>With everyone assembled (hopefully), the officers close the doors and the breafing begins.
The frontmost officer, still sweating like a leaking pipe, casts another look at his fellow officers and begins.
"Hello frontiersmen. Welcome to this TSA guard cruiser, the Ranjan. You have been brought together at this cruiser because, as you probably know, the nearby ship of Kalne was infested with kharaa bacterium. We have no hope left of salvaging the ship, it was too far from our response ships, but we fear that this region is no longer safe"
The officer wipes his face and continues.
"Your duty will be to stand by for possible problems. You will take turns to sleep, so that we always have a team ready to deploy, but all of you are required to be able to phase to the portals in 5 hours from the infestation" (this is entirely normal, all large TSA cruisers have sleeping schedules)
The officer steps back, leaving room for an official from the transport department. The transport official seems more calm than many of the other officers, almost normal.
"Since you are going to be on guard duty in this part of the Ariadne arm, I'm going to provide an overview of the traffic routes going into this territory. The first and most important trade route is the Kineerian mining corperation, to which Kalne belonged. They are............."
The presentation goes on for half an hour, followed by the mandatory repetition of the frontiersman code, which all of you know by heart allready.
After the presentation, the talk in the briefing room starts going, triggered by the important mission that people expected because of the tense officers, but haven't gotten. People start leaving the room, a lot of them clearly not understanding, quite a few downright dissappointed.</i>
*walks out of the room, calm yet chuckling* *announces out to everyone in a sadistic tone* "oh yea, those officers always have somthing ground breaking to tell us every day" "pssh, like we don't already know that" *starts walking over to shooting range with a long silver box of mysterious sorts*
*while leaving, sees a distressed soldier with the name tag "supernorn" trying to sneak into the back of the crowd* *hehe, there are always the late ones* *arrives at shooting range* *unpacks a Gauss rifle, loads with 8mm spikes, starts blowing targets away* *pauses after a while, looks out window into outer space* "damn...i miss home."
BadKarmaThe Advanced Literature monsters burned my house and gave me a 7Join Date: 2002-11-12Member: 8260Members
edited May 2003
*After listneing to the briefing, goes over to Lucid, knowing already that he missed the briefing* "Hey Lucid, comon I fill you in" *After giving Lucid the jist of the briefing, he decides to see if he can bribe a shotgun out of the supplies officer a floor below in the shooting range*
<b>AHHH! LUCID GONNA GET EATEN STARING AT THE VENTS LIKE THAT!</b> *packs up weapon, goes to obstacle course* *attempts an uber long jump* *instead sends self into flight with pole and rams into the opposite wall* "EMPH! MEEEEEEEEEEEEDIC!" *blood trickles down broken/fractured nose*
That_Annoying_KidSire of TitlesJoin Date: 2003-03-01Member: 14175Members, Constellation
*gets startled by gunshots* *peaks out of vent, see's mock aliens getting blow away* *chuckles, but it's lost over the roar of an HMG* *continues down along vents*
MouseThe Lighter Side of PessimismJoin Date: 2002-03-02Member: 263Members, NS1 Playtester, Forum Moderators, Squad Five Blue, Reinforced - Shadow, WC 2013 - Shadow
*looks at the bloody mess that covers my leg. My attempts to dig the parasite out had been unsucessful* *looks at watch* "Hrm, everyone should be out of bed by now. I wonder when they will notice I'm gone" *I hear the sound of the skulk clicking through the vent system, warning me that he is coming this way again* *I hold my breath and hope that the skulk will ignore me and keep on going through the vents to some distant part of the ship*
<i>Suddenly, the sound of the docking hatch is heard troughout the ship. Looking out the windows, you see the transport-and-deployment ship taking off from the cruiser. The marines in the shooting range looks for the weapons officer, wanting to know why the deploy ship is going out when no mission has been announced, and curious why they're left out. But the officer is nowhere to be seen.</i>
BadKarmaThe Advanced Literature monsters burned my house and gave me a 7Join Date: 2002-11-12Member: 8260Members
"Damn, I cant belive I cant find Carter, hes always here." *with no shotgun to practice with, he goes out to the CQC obstacle course to practice his reflex shooting*
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*finds nice vent with a view to look out off*
*sits*
*cloaks*
*Waits as first people enter room*
"Oh man, 7:15. Since i began to take these sleeping pills, I can barely wake up, but I'm so heavily addicted."
*Put's on his clothes, rushes to mess hall and drink a quick cup of coffee and a bowl of cereals.*
*leaves quarters for briefing room*
*picks up a can of pepsi from a vending machine en route*
*takes a seat in the empty room and prepares notes*
*almost falls asleep in vent waiting for briefing to start*
*sit's down and waits*
*I wince from the pain caused by the parasite lodged in my thigh*
*my radio crackles lifelessly*
*a quick look in my pistol reveals that I only have 4 bullets left*
"Damn - briefing room. Never even get time for some brekkie. Oh well - vodka will have to do. Not that I have any..."
*Heads over to briefing room*
<i>Inside the briefing room itself, the officers are ready and are only waiting for the briefing to begin. Their tension is extreme now. Though they are all trying to hide it, it is as though they are afraid of you. Several of them are already dripping with sweat and looking at each other most of the time. The front one, by the speaker chair, looks all pale, like a prisoner sentenced to death. He tries to look confident and smile at you, but every once in a while, he turns to his fellow officers, as though he want's them to help him out of there.
Apart from the officers, everything is normal. But the apperant tension of the officers makes the audience restless. Something is clearly afoot, and everyone wants to know, everyone tries to find out. The rumors are still spreading, but no one seems to believe even in the rumors they themselves pass on to those sitting beside them</i>
*puts it back on...clearly bored*
*pushes swivel chair back, does a 360 around...*
"weeeeeeeeeeeee....."
*swivels self back to seat, starts to twirl a pen between two forefingers in the last 25 seconds before the briefing starts*
"Comm, permission to speak freely?"
"What the hell's going on here, Sir? Why we called in here so damn early?"
*takes his seat again*
*Looks at Terran*
"Hey, stop fooling around, this is serious stuff, I don't understand how you can be so calm"
*Bites his fingernails*
The frontmost officer, still sweating like a leaking pipe, casts another look at his fellow officers and begins.
"Hello frontiersmen. Welcome to this TSA guard cruiser, the Ranjan. You have been brought together at this cruiser because, as you probably know, the nearby ship of Kalne was infested with kharaa bacterium. We have no hope left of salvaging the ship, it was too far from our response ships, but we fear that this region is no longer safe"
The officer wipes his face and continues.
"Your duty will be to stand by for possible problems. You will take turns to sleep, so that we always have a team ready to deploy, but all of you are required to be able to phase to the portals in 5 hours from the infestation" (this is entirely normal, all large TSA cruisers have sleeping schedules)
The officer steps back, leaving room for an official from the transport department. The transport official seems more calm than many of the other officers, almost normal.
"Since you are going to be on guard duty in this part of the Ariadne arm, I'm going to provide an overview of the traffic routes going into this territory. The first and most important trade route is the Kineerian mining corperation, to which Kalne belonged. They are............."
The presentation goes on for half an hour, followed by the mandatory repetition of the frontiersman code, which all of you know by heart allready.
After the presentation, the talk in the briefing room starts going, triggered by the important mission that people expected because of the tense officers, but haven't gotten. People start leaving the room, a lot of them clearly not understanding, quite a few downright dissappointed.</i>
*announces out to everyone in a sadistic tone*
"oh yea, those officers always have somthing ground breaking to tell us every day"
"pssh, like we don't already know that"
*starts walking over to shooting range with a long silver box of mysterious sorts*
*silently joins the back of the crowd*
*hehe, there are always the late ones*
*arrives at shooting range*
*unpacks a Gauss rifle, loads with 8mm spikes, starts blowing targets away*
*pauses after a while, looks out window into outer space*
"damn...i miss home."
" oh sonofa, its 7:35, looks like i missed the breifing again."
* gets up, puts on standard TSA uniform, and walks to teh mess hall.*
"Where can a fellow get a good cup of Joe around here?"
* goes up to teh counter and pours some coffee.*
* sits at a table and stares at the vent daydreaming*
"Hey Lucid, comon I fill you in"
*After giving Lucid the jist of the briefing, he decides to see if he can bribe a shotgun out of the supplies officer a floor below in the shooting range*
*packs up weapon, goes to obstacle course*
*attempts an uber long jump*
*instead sends self into flight with pole and rams into the opposite wall*
"EMPH! MEEEEEEEEEEEEDIC!"
*blood trickles down broken/fractured nose*
* i turn to teh weapons officer looking over the range.*
"Hey Ralph, think ya can hook me up wiht a pistol adn simulator no.23?"
* i get my pistol* <b>Assuming he syas yes</b>
*start shooting at the simulated aliens poping up*
* Trying to beat my previously recorded pistol score of 23 kills out of 30*
*peaks out of vent, see's mock aliens getting blow away*
*chuckles, but it's lost over the roar of an HMG*
*continues down along vents*
*lean over to the next stall and ask*
"did you hear that?"
* guy replies no, and i shrug, wondering what the sound was*
"Hi mate, can u start program no.43 for me, I wanna brush up my jp-bombing skills"
*Starts fragging away*
*looks at watch*
"Hrm, everyone should be out of bed by now. I wonder when they will notice I'm gone"
*I hear the sound of the skulk clicking through the vent system, warning me that he is coming this way again*
*I hold my breath and hope that the skulk will ignore me and keep on going through the vents to some distant part of the ship*
*with no shotgun to practice with, he goes out to the CQC obstacle course to practice his reflex shooting*