<span style='color:white'> *makes it over to the armory before hearing the chuckle* "Today just keeps getting better and better" *Ed shoulders Wynona*</span>
<span style='font-family:Courier'><span style='color:green'>*chuckles at Ed's quip* "Well, at least you won't glow in the dark tonight." *Moves further away from the vent, keeping the LMG trained on the opening*</span></span>
<span style='color:yellow'><b>*Jumps on someone's shoulders and jumps into the vent" "YAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!" *Starts firing into the vent with LMG and pistol in both hands* *Screams* "No alien mess with me man! NO ALIEN! YAAA!!!!" *Keeps firing until out of ammo* "Damn I can't see a thing can someone pass me a torchlight? I don't know if its still alive, dead or escaped."</b></span>
<b>uh, Penguin? There's no-one near the vent opening... This is starting to get out of hand again...</b> <span style='font-family:Courier'><span style='color:green'>"Oh, great, another one's snapped. I'm a medic, not a shrink. Now get the hell out of my gunsights so if something actually drops out of that vent I can shoot it."</span></span>
<span style='color:red'><i>*Hears gunfire at base* *Sees silent on his hands and knees crawling toward them through a porthole* *Whispers loudly* "Quickly, problems back at base!" *Peers around at his group and his surroundings* "I just hope we don't get ambushed out here."</span></i>
A few medpacks fall to the ground. But the clatter of medpacks is accompagnied by a deep chuckle from the vent above, the one the late lerk was sitting in when it screamed.</i> <!--QuoteEnd--> </td></tr></table><span class='postcolor'> <!--QuoteEEnd--> <b>What you mean no one?</b> <b><span style='color:yellow'> *Reloads* *Sweeps guns left and right, hearing and watching for any signs of movement*</span></b>
<b>Penguin, I mean despite the fact that there's a Kharaa sitting up there in the vent chuckling, there's no marines standing near the vent mouth for you to be jumping on! But given you've made two posts on it, we'll assume you pulled yourself up. Or something.</b> <span style='font-family:courier'><span style='color:green'>"Damn it Penguin, get out of that vent! If something munches you up there I'm not going to be able to save your sorry hide!" *sets radio to general channel and touches headset* "Rescue squad, what's your status? We have nearby Kharaa at the outpost, no visual contact yet." *picks up a medpack, tosses it to Karma* "Half for you, half for Marik. I'll finish patching you up when the area's secure again." *notices a section of vent near the mouth leading up through the bulkhead* "****, Penguin! LOOK UP!" </span></span>
<b>Dont worry about penguin, the vent crouch bug will save him</b>
<span style='font-family:Courier'><span style='font-size:14pt;line-height:100%'><span style='color:blue'>"Hey ed, is there a panel so we can weld the vents shut?"</span></span></span>
<b>I don't know whats gonna happen to me since I can't create incidents, let xect decide.. just don't let me die hahaz. Maybe I was screaming at nothing? =S</b>
<span style='font-family:Courier'><span style='color:green'>"Penguin! Damn. You OK in there?" *touches headset* "darnit, get back here, we need backup!" "Good idea, Boggles. Ed?"</span></span> <b>Wasn't Headcrab looking for one earlier, when xect told him off? My character wasn't there yet, so he can't comment. As for vent crouch, this is 1.1 roleplay (lerk with primal scream) and Flayra fixed that.</b>
<span style='color:blue'> *hears a lot of aliens screaming at the sight of four marines in their sacred ground* "HEY! LET'S RUN AWAY ALREADY! THIS THING IS REALLY P*SSED OFF!" *sees some skulks rawring and acting all crazy like* "COME ON YOU GUYS! THEY'RE GONNA CHARGE US ANY SECOND!" *runs* </span> <b>Edited by a reminder from Tiber</b>
<span style='font-family:Courier'><span style='font-size:14pt;line-height:100%'><span style='color:blue'>"PENGUIN, get the hell out of the vent"</span></span></span>
<span style='color:blue'> *hears Silent scream* *turns back* *lifts up Silent, slings up him my shoulder* "Bleh! You're one heavy son of a gun!" *starts to run again* "Tiber! Spin! Cover me! My hands are kinda full!" </span>
<b>What part of "try not to attract too much attention" do you people not understand. If I was to be just remotely realistic, you'd all be overrun and killed now. I mean, a small group of people inside a hive, one can't even feel his legs, and then you start firing a siege into the hive and shouting to the left and right. Try to be just a little bit serious about this please. Just a little bit.</b>
Marik_SteeleTo rule in hell...Join Date: 2002-11-20Member: 9466Members
<span style='color:purple'> *Takes a few deep breaths* "Thanks guys, it's helped. I'll just plug another one of these meds into the good 'ol armor here..." *Muscles all over the body relax* "Ahh, that's wonderful stuff right there. I'm pretty sure I can move and shoot fine now --" *Hears penguin yelling from the vent* "But don't expect me to try sprinting after your sorry behind if you do something like that. Has that guy got a death wish?" </span>
<span style='color:white'> *Ed looks at the vent, then at the wall, eventually he finds the controls he was working on before behind some debris from the shelf, Ed grabs hold of the shelf remains and begins pulling* "Get that Psyco out of the vent and i should be able to get it closed, just have give me thirty seconds..." *Ed gets the the panel clear, remembering that the panel is still locked, Ed draws the crowbar from his belt and snaps open the control panel matinence lock, Ed begins twisting wires...* </span>
<b> Must... Resist.... Urge... to... seal... penguin in a vent with a kahraa parakeet.... Sorry, Xect, did i go overboard? Just not used to this online 24/7 rpg, apoligies if i've overstepped my bounds </b>
<span style='color:red'>*pulls out a small bottle and his canteen* "Hear Marik, its aspren, i keep it around for headaches and the such. Quality stuff." *hands 2 pills and the canteen to Marik* *Returns revolver to hand* "Could use a shotgun comm, a little AA flack sometimes hurt."</span>
Marik_SteeleTo rule in hell...Join Date: 2002-11-20Member: 9466Members
<span style='color:purple'> *Thankfully takes pills, but waves back the canteen. Swallows one pill and pockets the other.* "What's giving me the headache is thinking about why we haven't all been turned into a Marine Buffet yet. That flying creep is all I've seen since I woke up, and you're telling me we're in striking distance of a hive? It's like they've abandoned the area -- it's making me wonder where else they are, and it's not a good feeling." </span>
<b>Right. Thanks Tiber</b> <span style='color:blue'> *we show up, running through the doorway* *sets Silent down on the ground near the other injured quickly* "Hey! Night, could you have a look at him?" *sees THErat ranting, brandishing a baseball bat* "Who's the weird guy?" *looks over shoulder* "Hey, Commander...*pant* Do we have to spot for the sieges or can you just ping it?" *sees Marik in a cornor* "Hello! I warrent they got you out and that you're feeling better right now." *collapses to the floor, tired* *unscrews canteen, takes a deep slug* "If we have to spot...could I just lie here and close my eyes for 5 minutes. I'm tired as hell. Silent is an extremely heavy guy. I'm a yuppie from college looking for tution money...not a weight lifter. *pants*" </span>
<b>What is it with people just behaving plain stupid in this? Come on, some of us are actually trying to roleplay!</b> <span style='font-family:Courier'><span style='color:green'>"Okay Terran, keep the vent covered. And someone get Penguin out so we can seal that damn vent!" *moves over to Silent* "What's up?" *spots Terran exhausted on the floor* "Come on Terran, on your feet soldier." *hefts Terran up to his feet* "Here, you can keep Karma and Marik company while you get your breath back." *goes back to Silent* "I can't find any obvious injuries, what's wrong with him?"</span></span>
<i>Commander: "You don't want to be in there when the siege fires. Get to the outpost. They're gonna be ****, and we've been attacked pretty heavily back here so we won't be able to back you up. It's funny though, it's like they've given up, they haven't attacked for a while. Something's brewing I'm afraid."</i>
<span style='color:WHITE'> *Glances over at THErat* "He aint a member of the crew, gotta be one of yours" *With a famillar drone, the shutter beginds to close slowly* "... did anyone get the nutjob out of the vent?"</span>
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"Today just keeps getting better and better"
*Ed shoulders Wynona*</span>
"Well, at least you won't glow in the dark tonight."
*Moves further away from the vent, keeping the LMG trained on the opening*</span></span>
"Psst, guys. Over here!"
*Slowly crawls away from the hideout*
"Any aliens here?"</span>
"No worries, IVE GOT DA POWER!"/shouts *Sings the IVE GOT DA POWER song*
*Starts dancing*
"Lets get back to base, can u run silent?"</span></b>
"YAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!"
*Starts firing into the vent with LMG and pistol in both hands*
*Screams* "No alien mess with me man! NO ALIEN! YAAA!!!!"
*Keeps firing until out of ammo*
"Damn I can't see a thing can someone pass me a torchlight? I don't know if its still alive, dead or escaped."</b></span>
<span style='font-family:Courier'><span style='color:green'>"Oh, great, another one's snapped. I'm a medic, not a shrink. Now get the hell out of my gunsights so if something actually drops out of that vent I can shoot it."</span></span>
*Sees silent on his hands and knees crawling toward them through a porthole*
*Whispers loudly*
"Quickly, problems back at base!"
*Peers around at his group and his surroundings*
"I just hope we don't get ambushed out here."</span></i>
A few medpacks fall to the ground. But the clatter of medpacks is accompagnied by a deep chuckle from the vent above, the one the late lerk was sitting in when it screamed.</i> <!--QuoteEnd--> </td></tr></table><span class='postcolor'> <!--QuoteEEnd-->
<b>What you mean no one?</b>
<b><span style='color:yellow'>
*Reloads*
*Sweeps guns left and right, hearing and watching for any signs of movement*</span></b>
*Looks at them*
"What are you waiting for huh? Help me!"</span>
<span style='font-family:courier'><span style='color:green'>"Damn it Penguin, get out of that vent! If something munches you up there I'm not going to be able to save your sorry hide!"
*sets radio to general channel and touches headset*
"Rescue squad, what's your status? We have nearby Kharaa at the outpost, no visual contact yet."
*picks up a medpack, tosses it to Karma*
"Half for you, half for Marik. I'll finish patching you up when the area's secure again."
*notices a section of vent near the mouth leading up through the bulkhead*
"****, Penguin! LOOK UP!"
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<span style='font-family:Courier'><span style='font-size:14pt;line-height:100%'><span style='color:blue'>"Hey ed, is there a panel so we can weld the vents shut?"</span></span></span>
"AHhHHhhhHHhhhHHhhHhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"</span></b>
<b>I don't know whats gonna happen to me since I can't create incidents, let xect decide.. just don't let me die hahaz. Maybe I was screaming at nothing? =S</b>
*touches headset* "darnit, get back here, we need backup!"
"Good idea, Boggles. Ed?"</span></span>
<b>Wasn't Headcrab looking for one earlier, when xect told him off? My character wasn't there yet, so he can't comment. As for vent crouch, this is 1.1 roleplay (lerk with primal scream) and Flayra fixed that.</b>
*hears a lot of aliens screaming at the sight of four marines in their sacred ground*
"HEY! LET'S RUN AWAY ALREADY! THIS THING IS REALLY P*SSED OFF!"
*sees some skulks rawring and acting all crazy like*
"COME ON YOU GUYS! THEY'RE GONNA CHARGE US ANY SECOND!"
*runs*
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<b>Edited by a reminder from Tiber</b>
*Falls down*</span>
<span style='font-family:Courier'><span style='font-size:14pt;line-height:100%'><span style='color:blue'>"PENGUIN, get the hell out of the vent"</span></span></span>
*hears Silent scream*
*turns back*
*lifts up Silent, slings up him my shoulder*
"Bleh! You're one heavy son of a gun!"
*starts to run again*
"Tiber! Spin! Cover me! My hands are kinda full!"
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*Grins*
"Lol"</span>
*Takes a few deep breaths*
"Thanks guys, it's helped. I'll just plug another one of these meds into the good 'ol armor here..."
*Muscles all over the body relax*
"Ahh, that's wonderful stuff right there. I'm pretty sure I can move and shoot fine now --"
*Hears penguin yelling from the vent*
"But don't expect me to try sprinting after your sorry behind if you do something like that. Has that guy got a death wish?"
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"Get that Psyco out of the vent and i should be able to get it closed, just have give me thirty seconds..."
*Ed gets the the panel clear, remembering that the panel is still locked, Ed draws the crowbar from his belt and snaps open the control panel matinence lock, Ed begins twisting wires...*
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<b> Must... Resist.... Urge... to... seal... penguin in a vent with a kahraa parakeet....
Sorry, Xect, did i go overboard? Just not used to this online 24/7 rpg, apoligies if i've overstepped my bounds </b>
<span style='color:red'><i>*Runs like a motha*</span></i>
"Hear Marik, its aspren, i keep it around for headaches and the such. Quality stuff."
*hands 2 pills and the canteen to Marik*
*Returns revolver to hand*
"Could use a shotgun comm, a little AA flack sometimes hurt."</span>
*Thankfully takes pills, but waves back the canteen. Swallows one pill and pockets the other.*
"What's giving me the headache is thinking about why we haven't all been turned into a Marine Buffet yet. That flying creep is all I've seen since I woke up, and you're telling me we're in striking distance of a hive? It's like they've abandoned the area -- it's making me wonder where else they are, and it's not a good feeling."
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"WTH are all you doing in my house!?"
<span style='color:blue'>
*we show up, running through the doorway*
*sets Silent down on the ground near the other injured quickly*
"Hey! Night, could you have a look at him?"
*sees THErat ranting, brandishing a baseball bat*
"Who's the weird guy?"
*looks over shoulder*
"Hey, Commander...*pant* Do we have to spot for the sieges or can you just ping it?"
*sees Marik in a cornor*
"Hello! I warrent they got you out and that you're feeling better right now."
*collapses to the floor, tired*
*unscrews canteen, takes a deep slug*
"If we have to spot...could I just lie here and close my eyes for 5 minutes. I'm tired as hell. Silent is an extremely heavy guy. I'm a yuppie from college looking for tution money...not a weight lifter. *pants*"
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<span style='font-family:Courier'><span style='color:green'>"Okay Terran, keep the vent covered. And someone get Penguin out so we can seal that damn vent!"
*moves over to Silent*
"What's up?"
*spots Terran exhausted on the floor*
"Come on Terran, on your feet soldier." *hefts Terran up to his feet*
"Here, you can keep Karma and Marik company while you get your breath back."
*goes back to Silent* "I can't find any obvious injuries, what's wrong with him?"</span></span>
"He aint a member of the crew, gotta be one of yours"
*With a famillar drone, the shutter beginds to close slowly*
"... did anyone get the nutjob out of the vent?"</span>