<span style='color:yellow'><b>"ugh.. who tackled me.. oh holy sh**" *shouts into mic* "Commander, permission to go with Terran and spinviper on the rescue mission." *end mic* "Someone toss me a shotgun or LMG please I don't want to be facing these skulks out there without you guys with just a pistol. Well.. maybe I would =P"</b></span>
<span style='color:brown'> *pokes his head out of a dark corner under the grating on the floor.*
*bangs rapidly on grated flooring from underneath* "hey... hey! You're real, right? I'm not going crazy down here, am I? Oh my god I knew... I knew I'd be saved." *its a man, unshaven. 6 feet, rough loose hair. looks sleepless and scared.* *points to claw marks above and around the grate.* "I've been down here since they attacked. We were having engine trouble... the maintnence crew never came back from the engine area. We had holed up in the, ahh... 'special' uses room... but we couldn't hold em off. Everyone else tried to fight them off... I just... I was scared. I mean, I'd seen one of these things rip off my friend' head... so I just grabbed some food, a guard pistol, and a maintnence welder and sealed myself down here..." *bangs on grate again* "So come on... just get me out of here. Unweld this thing... come on.!" </span>
<b>So I'm contributing this now. Hope its ok. I thought this was an interesting way to introduce a non-TSA character into the mix. Xect, if this isn;t ok, just PM. Otherwise I'll start integrating myself into the story.</b>
<span style='color:white'> *Ed watches as Boggle walks around and welds, watches as he gets close, Ed pinches the tattered and torn remnants of his shirt* "No armor, no wel-" *coughs, draws revolver* "on second thought, give this a weld" *coughs again, holds out revolver, a little chrimson blood is on the palm of Ed's hand, partially obscured by the massive revolver*</span>
<span style='font-family:Courier'><span style='color:green'>"I hate to say it, but I'm with boggles on this one. We know they have fades, if we split up they'll turn us into mincemeat. If they have another fade, even the best turret farm the TSA has to offer won't do much against them either." *Presses headset* "Commander, I suggest we put up three turrets ASAP then move to rendezvous with Silent. The turrets should hold off any smaller creatures until we can return." *Turns to bogglestiensky* "Get the injured welded up first - they need it most." *Looks at Ed in his tattered clothing and presses headset again* "Commander, can your chair hack the system here enough to drop a set of armour for Ed? He might last a few more seconds that way." *Hears Ed's coughing and looks concerned* "You sure you're OK there?" </span></span> <b>Jammer, gonna wait for xect's OK before doing anything <!--emo&:)--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/smile.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='smile.gif'><!--endemo--></b>
<i>Commander: "We're busting a hive here. We don't have time for search and rescue missions. if Silent wants to get to you before you're done, and he probably does, he's gonna have to do it himself. We have to get our work done here. Start sealing off the place and get an outpost running."
3 turrets, a phasegate and an armoury appears scattered around. The turret factory starts shaking and humming shortly after.</i>
<span style='color:green'><span style='font-family:Courier'>*Touches headset* "Copy that, Sir." *Moves to the closest turret and starts construction* "Okay guys, let's get this show on the road."</span></span> <span style='font-size:7pt;line-height:100%'><b>Edit: It's a little hard to get ammo from an unbuilt armory.</b></span>
<span style='color:red'><i>"What about him?" *points at the prone body on the floor* "We can't leave him here." "And Commander, do we even know where the hive is??" *Goes to phase gate and starts building it* </span></i>
<span style='color:blue'> *face is worried, as there won't be a rescue squad* *gives a silent prayer, that Silent will be alright* "Yea, I think that the hive should be around here if that thing is uping" *points at the turret factory* *hears a lot of coughing from Ed, and sees that the only thing that keeps these guys from bleeding is a weld* "Commander, we're gonna need quite a few medpaks, like one each. We're all pretty banged up." *curious thoughts go into my mind* </span>
<span style='color:yellow'><b>*tackles spinviper to the ground and wrestles him* "Don't you freaking understand orders?! Hey if you want to win this and you wanna freaking get out of here alive you fricking listen to orders. Can't afford to lose another man, christ. Once we get that hive, we'll go for Slient. Anyway, comm is working on making contact with him already. Come'on man.. get a grip no one wants to die here." *punches wall* *mutters* "man.. why did I even volunteer for this mission? this job? holy ****.."</b></span>
<span style='color:brown'> "Look, all this 'No man Left behind' crap is touching, really, but if you missed it there is a live, non-alien infected human being right under your feet." *bangs loudly on the grate* "So comeon, unweld this thing and get me out of here. I've got a pistol and some light armor, and I used to be a United America soldier until... well, I can help you if you just help me. Plus I know this ship like the back of my hand! You'll need me! So just get me out of here!" </span>
<b>I PMed Xect, he said it was ok, provided I didn't have dual katanas or wolverine claws :-P</b>
<span style='color:red'><i>"Penguin's right spinviper. We can't afford to lose another man, much less split up at all. To take down a hive we're going to need complete group cooperation." *Eyes the two laying on the ground and then spots Jammer under the grate* "Well hello there. Having fun?" *Turns to boggle* "Can you open the floor up for this guy?"</span></i>
<span style='color:red'>"Oooo, armory. 'Ey, Crabs, you still got any of those shells, I can take the mesurements and program them in." *starts constructing nearist structure</span>
<span style='color:white'> "A medpack would do nothing for me-" *coughs again, no lesions, acid burns or standard "skulk nibbles" are on his body* "I'll be ok, but i hope your station has medical facilities..." *Looks down at guy under the grating*\ "Jammer? is that you!? I thought you were Cat food a while ago!" *starts to help remove junk from around weld points* </span>
<b> I'm surprised no one has asked me whats with the blood...</b>
<span style='font-family:Courier'><span style='font-size:14pt;line-height:100%'><span style='color:blue'>*a few drops of blood drop onto jammers head from eds arm*
<b>Err, I thought we couldn't because your hiding it.</b> <span style='color:blue'> "Well...this is like Castaway all again, eh?" *looks as Jammer is welded out of his cage* "Come on people! Lets build these shits so we can get on with it, ok?" *sets up the phase gate* *takes point near the phase gate, always staring down the pathway where Silent was dragged* </span>
<span style='color:white'> * takes off Skull and Crossbone clip from Wynona, Ed moves it closer to a marine and the internal Geiger counter goes nuts, lifting up his shirttail, a little silver sliver is seen in his right abdomen* "the shells i was forced to use were radioactive. A bullet shattered and ricocheted off a Pointy Kitty, erm, Skulk's front claw. I'm gonna need a medical bay in order to get decontaminated, or else, in a few hours, i'll die..." </span>
<span style='font-family:Courier'><span style='font-size:14pt;line-height:100%'><span style='color:blue'>"Hmm... sounds serious. when we get this phase gate up i'll escort yo back to base. hopefully we can do something for you there"
<i>Commander: "Well, we're long past the medical bays. Seems you pusher people have been out here for a while. We use medpacks now. And since you already emptied the last shipment, I guess we're gonna have to spend more sludge on you people <!--emo&;)--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/wink.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='wink.gif'><!--endemo-->. Now I suggest you start building that armoury and those turrets. The aliens haven't forgotten you. [silently wonders how people manage to grab ammo from an unbuilt armoury]."
<b><span style='color:green'> "Well, how the heck did you survive in a grate that whole time......... i mean, those things can tear armor apart like paper-mache ....... so...i doubt metal is much of a detterant......
*feels stomach rumble*
"How much food do you have left?"
*anxiously watches as jammer climbs out of the grate.*
"Oh yeah"
*Reloads both pistols, and I use the time to merge my unspent magazines together succesfully creating another .50 magazine. I look and see the civillian is busy so i go and help the armory build*
"Hey , didnt someone say they needed gun specs to program this beast?. Come here and program these bullets in. I think most of everyones boots are an example of why we need this weapon full of ammo."</span></b>
<b>Xect, I was the only one who tried for ammo <!--emo&:p--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/tounge.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='tounge.gif'><!--endemo--></b> <span style='font-family:Courier'><span style='color:green'>*looks at Ed's wound* "Sh-t man, that's serious. Grab a medpack tho, the nanos should handle the decon, or at least keep you stable, if we can get that fragment out." *Moves over to Ed and Boggles as the turret starts bleeping, picking up a medpack on the way* "Here, take this." *looks at Jammer climbing out of the grate* "Jeez man, how the hell did you survive for so long without them getting you? Or at the very least tagging you? ...Are you sure you haven't been tagged?"</span></span>
<span style='color:blue'> "Yea...I'll do it. Gimme a sec." *access the primary files of the armory* *enters new code which relates to the dimesions of the .50 AE round* *saves changes* "There...it should give out .50 now...which was something that Silent wanted for his .50..." *walks back to position quickly* </span>
<span style='color:white'> *starts to walk over to armory, picks up spent AP round, helps build armory* "Once this thing is up, I'll manually program in what im gonna need-" *Coughs* "No more Francium rounds...." *Coughs* "..Now i see why they were banned.." </span>
<b>Headcrab, I think it's safe to assume you got it when Boggles was going around welding armour.</b> <span style='font-family:Courier'><span style='color:green'>"Is that armory up already? Sweet." *Moves over to the armory and picks up two clips.* "Now let's do something about that shrapnel, Ed. I think it'd be better to get it out than to have the nanoes try and fight something that big." *Pulls out knife* "It's not surgical, but it's the best we've got."</span></span>
<span style='color:blue'> "Yea, Night is right. You should get that fragment removed. Here, lie down, and bite down on this" *takes out a pistol mag* "I'll program it for you while you have your fun...and use a medpak after that. It should help..." *goes to programming the armory, adding another line of code for his Wyona* "And I'll stick in some .44 Magnum for those revolvers..." </span>
<span style='color:red'><i> "Hey Frosty, mind programming a 12 gauge shotgun slug into those ammo packs? I've only got 20 left." *Checks to make sure his shotgun is loaded to the full capacity* "These things are ideal for blowing big nasty holes in aliens."</span></i>
<b><span style='color:yellow'> *builds one of the nearest turret to himself* *walks over to nightshade* "using that knife to get a fragment of a bullet out wouldnt be a good idea,god knows whats on that knife" *takes a sharp pointed sergical steel needle out from under his armour and hands it to night shade* "this isnt much better but atleast its very clean, i keep it around for dealing with metal splinters amongst other things" *walks away and starts constructing another turret* "damn hellhole of a ship" </b></span>
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*shouts into mic*
"Commander, permission to go with Terran and spinviper on the rescue mission."
*end mic*
"Someone toss me a shotgun or LMG please I don't want to be facing these skulks out there without you guys with just a pistol. Well.. maybe I would =P"</b></span>
*pokes his head out of a dark corner under the grating on the floor.*
*bangs rapidly on grated flooring from underneath*
"hey... hey! You're real, right? I'm not going crazy down here, am I? Oh my god I knew... I knew I'd be saved."
*its a man, unshaven. 6 feet, rough loose hair. looks sleepless and scared.*
*points to claw marks above and around the grate.*
"I've been down here since they attacked. We were having engine trouble... the maintnence crew never came back from the engine area. We had holed up in the, ahh... 'special' uses room... but we couldn't hold em off. Everyone else tried to fight them off... I just... I was scared. I mean, I'd seen one of these things rip off my friend' head... so I just grabbed some food, a guard pistol, and a maintnence welder and sealed myself down here..."
*bangs on grate again*
"So come on... just get me out of here. Unweld this thing... come on.!"
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<b>So I'm contributing this now. Hope its ok. I thought this was an interesting way to introduce a non-TSA character into the mix. Xect, if this isn;t ok, just PM. Otherwise I'll start integrating myself into the story.</b>
"one. its not a good idea to split up. we would all be deader than a dodo before you can say Trans-System-Authority. Two, who needs a weld?"
*a flurry of hands shoots into the air*
"this may take some time..."</span></span></span>
"No armor, no wel-"
*coughs, draws revolver*
"on second thought, give this a weld"
*coughs again, holds out revolver, a little chrimson blood is on the palm of Ed's hand, partially obscured by the massive revolver*</span>
*Presses headset*
"Commander, I suggest we put up three turrets ASAP then move to rendezvous with Silent. The turrets should hold off any smaller creatures until we can return."
*Turns to bogglestiensky*
"Get the injured welded up first - they need it most."
*Looks at Ed in his tattered clothing and presses headset again*
"Commander, can your chair hack the system here enough to drop a set of armour for Ed? He might last a few more seconds that way."
*Hears Ed's coughing and looks concerned*
"You sure you're OK there?"
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<b>Jammer, gonna wait for xect's OK before doing anything <!--emo&:)--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/smile.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='smile.gif'><!--endemo--></b>
3 turrets, a phasegate and an armoury appears scattered around. The turret factory starts shaking and humming shortly after.</i>
"Copy that, Sir."
*Moves to the closest turret and starts construction*
"Okay guys, let's get this show on the road."</span></span>
<span style='font-size:7pt;line-height:100%'><b>Edit: It's a little hard to get ammo from an unbuilt armory.</b></span>
*points at the prone body on the floor*
"We can't leave him here."
"And Commander, do we even know where the hive is??"
*Goes to phase gate and starts building it*
</span></i>
*face is worried, as there won't be a rescue squad*
*gives a silent prayer, that Silent will be alright*
"Yea, I think that the hive should be around here if that thing is uping"
*points at the turret factory*
*hears a lot of coughing from Ed, and sees that the only thing that keeps these guys from bleeding is a weld*
"Commander, we're gonna need quite a few medpaks, like one each. We're all pretty banged up."
*curious thoughts go into my mind*
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*goes to find silent*</span></b>
"Don't you freaking understand orders?! Hey if you want to win this and you wanna freaking get out of here alive you fricking listen to orders. Can't afford to lose another man, christ. Once we get that hive, we'll go for Slient. Anyway, comm is working on making contact with him already. Come'on man.. get a grip no one wants to die here."
*punches wall*
*mutters* "man.. why did I even volunteer for this mission? this job? holy ****.."</b></span>
"Look, all this 'No man Left behind' crap is touching, really, but if you missed it there is a live, non-alien infected human being right under your feet."
*bangs loudly on the grate*
"So comeon, unweld this thing and get me out of here. I've got a pistol and some light armor, and I used to be a United America soldier until... well, I can help you if you just help me. Plus I know this ship like the back of my hand! You'll need me! So just get me out of here!"
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<b>I PMed Xect, he said it was ok, provided I didn't have dual katanas or wolverine claws :-P</b>
*Eyes the two laying on the ground and then spots Jammer under the grate*
"Well hello there. Having fun?"
*Turns to boggle*
"Can you open the floor up for this guy?"</span></i>
*starts constructing nearist structure</span>
*looks around, then down at the pathetic human under a grate*
"Nah, I vote we leave him down there. We can wee on his head then"
*chuckles*
"nah, i'm only kidding. stand back"</span></span></span>
*coughs again, no lesions, acid burns or standard "skulk nibbles" are on his body*
"I'll be ok, but i hope your station has medical facilities..."
*Looks down at guy under the grating*\
"Jammer? is that you!? I thought you were Cat food a while ago!"
*starts to help remove junk from around weld points* </span>
<b> I'm surprised no one has asked me whats with the blood...</b>
*looks up*
"Whats with the blood?"</span></span></span>
<b>happy now?</b>
<span style='color:blue'>
"Well...this is like Castaway all again, eh?"
*looks as Jammer is welded out of his cage*
"Come on people! Lets build these shits so we can get on with it, ok?"
*sets up the phase gate*
*takes point near the phase gate, always staring down the pathway where Silent was dragged*
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"the shells i was forced to use were radioactive. A bullet shattered and ricocheted off a Pointy Kitty, erm, Skulk's front claw. I'm gonna need a medical bay in order to get decontaminated, or else, in a few hours, i'll die..." </span>
<span style='font-family:Courier'><span style='font-size:14pt;line-height:100%'><span style='color:blue'>"Hmm... sounds serious. when we get this phase gate up i'll escort yo back to base. hopefully we can do something for you there"
*crouches by the pg*</span></span></span>
A new shipment of medpacks drop.</i>
*feels stomach rumble*
"How much food do you have left?"
*anxiously watches as jammer climbs out of the grate.*
"Oh yeah"
*Reloads both pistols, and I use the time to merge my unspent magazines together succesfully creating another .50 magazine. I look and see the civillian is busy so i go and help the armory build*
"Hey , didnt someone say they needed gun specs to program this beast?. Come here and program these bullets in. I think most of everyones boots are an example of why we need this weapon full of ammo."</span></b>
<span style='font-family:Courier'><span style='color:green'>*looks at Ed's wound*
"Sh-t man, that's serious. Grab a medpack tho, the nanos should handle the decon, or at least keep you stable, if we can get that fragment out."
*Moves over to Ed and Boggles as the turret starts bleeping, picking up a medpack on the way*
"Here, take this."
*looks at Jammer climbing out of the grate*
"Jeez man, how the hell did you survive for so long without them getting you? Or at the very least tagging you? ...Are you sure you haven't been tagged?"</span></span>
"Yea...I'll do it. Gimme a sec."
*access the primary files of the armory*
*enters new code which relates to the dimesions of the .50 AE round*
*saves changes*
"There...it should give out .50 now...which was something that Silent wanted for his .50..."
*walks back to position quickly*
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"Once this thing is up, I'll manually program in what im gonna need-"
*Coughs*
"No more Francium rounds...." *Coughs* "..Now i see why they were banned.."
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<b>did i ever get that weld on the revolver?</b>
<span style='font-family:Courier'><span style='color:green'>"Is that armory up already? Sweet."
*Moves over to the armory and picks up two clips.*
"Now let's do something about that shrapnel, Ed. I think it'd be better to get it out than to have the nanoes try and fight something that big."
*Pulls out knife*
"It's not surgical, but it's the best we've got."</span></span>
"Yea, Night is right. You should get that fragment removed. Here, lie down, and bite down on this"
*takes out a pistol mag*
"I'll program it for you while you have your fun...and use a medpak after that. It should help..."
*goes to programming the armory, adding another line of code for his Wyona*
"And I'll stick in some .44 Magnum for those revolvers..."
</span>
*Checks to make sure his shotgun is loaded to the full capacity*
"These things are ideal for blowing big nasty holes in aliens."</span></i>
*builds one of the nearest turret to himself*
*walks over to nightshade*
"using that knife to get a fragment of a bullet out wouldnt be a good idea,god knows whats on that knife"
*takes a sharp pointed sergical steel needle out from under his armour and hands it to night shade*
"this isnt much better but atleast its very clean, i keep it around for dealing with metal splinters amongst other things"
*walks away and starts constructing another turret*
"damn hellhole of a ship"
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