<b>If Penguin got out, he'll post about it.</b> <span style='font-family:Courier'><span style='color:green'>*touches headset* "We're all at the outpost, commander. Feel free to start shooting." *As the vent shuts, muses thoughtfully* "You know, I've heard stories about the aliens giving up before...and they weren't. It was right before some new alien showed up, that no-one'd ever seen before. Like a rhino, only bigger'n'nastier. Eh, what do I know, it was probably just some space cowboy tellin tall tales at a bar somewhere." *goes back to examining Silent* "I still can't find any injuries here. What did he say was wrong?"</span></span>
<span style='color:blue'> "He said he couldn't feel his legs. I'd say do what the Russians say and 'Stomp yer feet.' Gets the blood moving I suppose." *opens an eye and looks around* "Hello, Karma. And how are things lying overing here?" *smiles sarcastically* *looks at THErat* "Umm, is he that 'new alien that no one has seen before that will kill us all.' I'd love that <!--emo&:p--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/tounge.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='tounge.gif'><!--endemo-->." *meh tummy rumbles* "Ok, we've been out here kicking rump for about 8 hours...maybe a day? And I haven't had anything except that 'breakfast.' Do we ask the comm for an MRE or do we eat the aliens <!--emo&;)--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/wink.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='wink.gif'><!--endemo-->. That would explain where all the bodies go." </span>
<span style='font-family:Courier'><span style='color:green'>"Can't feel his legs? Damn." *removes Silent's boots* "Phewee! Damn man, get some odor eaters. Now can you wiggle your toes?" *hears Terran's stomach rumbling* "I brought some ration bars with me, just in case. You want one?" *Terran's stomach rumbles again* "I'll take that as a yes." *tosses Terran a bar*</span></span>
<span style='color:red'>"So you think they gunna pull in the big guns?" *Unloads revolver, reloads with bullits that have a distinct black stripe* "Ah well thats what these are for." *smiles as he flicks his wrist, sending the chamber back to its firing position*</span>
Marik_SteeleTo rule in hell...Join Date: 2002-11-20Member: 9466Members
edited June 2003
<span style='color:purple'> [pointing to the seige cannon] "I say we have the Comm slap that puppy on and get the heck out of here. I don't want to be anywhere near it if those freaks suddenly change their mind and want this place after all, and if they choose not to show up it's one less bile sack to worry about." *Not quite so shaky now, I stand back up* "I'm sticking at rear as usual. Sir, do you want to waypoint us to the ship's bridge and autopilot controls our civvie friend was jibbering about some time ago, or have you got other plans?" </span>
<span style='font-family:Courier'><span style='color:green'>*looks at Frosty* "I hope not. What are they, hollowpoint? AP?" *looks at Marik* "Good idea, but we can't really move out until Silent can walk. I know we've got Quaz back at base but he's missing an arm. I don't want to have to put Silent next to him if I can avoid it."</span></span>
<span style='color:blue'> "Hey, thanks." *cracks the bar into 3 pieces* "One for meh, one for you, and one for Silent when he wakes up." *hands Karma a piece* *pops the little piece into my mouth* "Mmm...rationy goodness. I'll have to remember to bring these with me where ever." *burps* "I'm enjoying it too much. <!--emo&:p--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/tounge.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='tounge.gif'><!--endemo-->." "I don't know why, but I feel fat and sassy after that third of a bar. I want a nap. <!--emo&:D--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/biggrin.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='biggrin.gif'><!--endemo-->" *yawns* </span>
<span style='color:gray'><b>"My god! Are all of you dumb?? There is a bull type alien, its called an ONOS!!" "Does anyone actully go for breifings?" "But no worries, Im here" "I need a grenade or an exposive round" "But I will prefer a grenade"
"IVE GOT THE POWER ALIENS!!!! I AM DAUNTLESS!!! YOU SHALL FEEL MY WRATH!!" "BRING IT ON!!"/in a meledious SCREAM *echos through out the ship*
*drinks alien blood* *Takes a small piece of skulk and cooks it under my lighter* *eats the piece of skulk* "I am a WARRIOR!!!"</span></b>
<span style='color:White'> "Your also frightning me" *turns to Night* "Dont you guys screen out the wackjobs before training? I've stayed sane after living on board a infestation filled bucket of bolts for nearly 2 weeks, and your guys are on for a day and they're already goin nuts," *pointing over to Viper* " If <i>that</i> one comes within a foot of me with anything pointy he'll need more than a medpack to <b>PULL THE CROWBAR OUT OF HIS SINUS</b> ! *Twitch, Ed pulls a pack of gum out of his pocket* "... gum?"</span>
<b>Hey Crab, your avatar's unreadable. As for you, Viper, I swear I'm gonna steal Wynona and shoot you myself if you don't toe the line.</b> <span style='font-family:Courier'><span style='color:green'>"Yeah, I'll go some gum. Thanks Ed." *looks at spinviper* "Yeah, we're supposed to screen out the nutcases, but every once in a while one slips through. Our station was kinda manned in a hurry, and I'd say the shrinks fell asleep on the job. Damn it, I'm a field medic, not a psychiatrist, I can't tell what the hell's going on between his ears. If anything. And yes, I paid attention at the briefing. A nade won't stop an onos, you're gonna need some of Frosty's patented AP rounds to dent one in a hurry." *looks at Terran and Karma chowing on ration bar* "Go easy guys, one of those is supposed to do a man for 24 hours." *touches headset* "Commander, those sieges aren't shooting yet..." *looks at Marik as he remembers what was said earlier* "What was that about an autopilot?"</span></span>
<span style='color:white'> "The autopilot is still engaged, do you feel that?" *a constant slight vibration is felt through the bulkhead* " the engines are still active, a normal autopilot, in case of emergency, is suppose to shut down, only problem ours is a bolt in off a derelict BMRC exploration ship, needless to say, it's programmed to return to main base in case of emergency, only problem is the destination: Sol system, Ganymede station..., luckly, we're still a good distance off from PhaseGate 265.."
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<b>Ok, i took over a bit, but i assume that in the NS future history, humans spread out throughout the solar system, colonizing whatever they could. In my version, Ganymede,a moon of Jupiter, became a heavily colonized base, think of as if i said "Sydney, Australia". not too good fo us</b>
<span style='font-family:Courier'><span style='color:green'>"That can't be good, Ed. Mind you, the TSA will blow this ship into subatomic particles if we get anywhere near Ganymede station, so we don't have to worry about them...just us." *sees Silent stir* "Good, you're up. Terran said you couldn't feel your legs. You're back at the outpost. How do you feel now?" *watches sieges come online and start firing, and hears roar* "Oh, ****! Guns up everyone! We got company big time!" *hefts Silent and drags him over to the armory, then takes position near the factory, LMG shouldered*</span></span>
Marik_SteeleTo rule in hell...Join Date: 2002-11-20Member: 9466Members
<b>I've split off all posts from Xect's vacation onward. Rather than deleting them right now, I split them into another thread here in fan-fiction so Xect can give the go-ahead; I don't want to be deleting too much (or too little). If you want to save anything you or someone else wrote in the past week or so, get to it before the thread gets nuked.</b>
<span style='color:blue'> *looks around frantically* *drags a cargo box over to my position to use as cover/firing position* *opens it up, and jumps in* *peeps out of the top of the box, CZU ready* "I love my resourcefulness..." *wonders about what an idiot I look like* </span> <b>This post may be a bit extreme. Tell me if I shouldn't have used that box. Oh, and good to see that we'll have some sanity here...and destroying the ship <!--emo&:)--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/smile.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='smile.gif'><!--endemo--></b>
<i>Down the hallway, a huge rhino-like create is approaching. Suddenly, it's speed increases to double what it was before. The sound of it running down the metal hallway sounds almost surreal in combination with a new wave of alien screams as the siege cannon fires again.</i>
<b>Thanks for nuking the thread Marik. And terran, those weird actions are what makes roleplaying special, as long as you don't mess up the story you are free to be creative.</b>
<b>I guess this means I'm not dead. I still dont get back for a week, but I'll try and keep up.</b> <span style='font-family:Courier'><span style='color:green'>"Oooohhh, ****. Now we're in for it!" *takes cover behind Terran's box and crouches, LMG at the ready* *sees Silent looking around, dazed* "Damn it Silent, take cover! Incoming!" *to self* "It's times like this I wish I'd scored better on the shooting range."</span></span>
<span style='color:white'>" Oh no...." *Ed opens up full auto with Wynona, quite a few penetrate but quite a few merely bounce off like nothing, eventually, Wynona clicks empty* "Gah!" *Ed draws the Charlie's Revolver and opens fire, the pericing scream of the .45 Long Colt is only drowned out by the seiges.*</span>
Marik_SteeleTo rule in hell...Join Date: 2002-11-20Member: 9466Members
edited July 2003
<span style='color:purple'> *Shuffles over to the turret factory and kneels behind it, steadying gun arm over it to fire at the onos* </span>
<b>[edit]Spinviper, claiming that you just *happened* to successfully throw two hand grenades in the Onos' mouth would fall in the "you don't decide that" category. For starters, we don't even get hand grenades.</b>
<span style='color:blue'> *opens fire on the onos* "AYIEEEEE-" *stops abrupty when a claw like thing slams into my shoulder* *I slump down into the box, paralyzed* "Wow...this is weird. I can't feel a damned thing..." </span> <b>Will there ever be hand grenades in NS? <!--emo&:(--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/sad.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='sad.gif'><!--endemo--> I'd love nuking the skulk that bound chuckle out of the vent</b>
<span style='color:yellow'>*Looks around* "Wh... What the hell is that?" *Runs forward towards the Onos heading for Terran* *Empties Shotty* *Reloads* *empties it again* "Terran, you okay?"</span>
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<span style='font-family:Courier'><span style='color:green'>*touches headset* "We're all at the outpost, commander. Feel free to start shooting."
*As the vent shuts, muses thoughtfully*
"You know, I've heard stories about the aliens giving up before...and they weren't. It was right before some new alien showed up, that no-one'd ever seen before. Like a rhino, only bigger'n'nastier. Eh, what do I know, it was probably just some space cowboy tellin tall tales at a bar somewhere."
*goes back to examining Silent*
"I still can't find any injuries here. What did he say was wrong?"</span></span>
"He said he couldn't feel his legs. I'd say do what the Russians say and 'Stomp yer feet.' Gets the blood moving I suppose."
*opens an eye and looks around*
"Hello, Karma. And how are things lying overing here?"
*smiles sarcastically*
*looks at THErat*
"Umm, is he that 'new alien that no one has seen before that will kill us all.' I'd love that <!--emo&:p--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/tounge.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='tounge.gif'><!--endemo-->."
*meh tummy rumbles*
"Ok, we've been out here kicking rump for about 8 hours...maybe a day? And I haven't had anything except that 'breakfast.' Do we ask the comm for an MRE or do we eat the aliens <!--emo&;)--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/wink.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='wink.gif'><!--endemo-->. That would explain where all the bodies go."
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*removes Silent's boots*
"Phewee! Damn man, get some odor eaters. Now can you wiggle your toes?"
*hears Terran's stomach rumbling*
"I brought some ration bars with me, just in case. You want one?"
*Terran's stomach rumbles again*
"I'll take that as a yes." *tosses Terran a bar*</span></span>
*Unloads revolver, reloads with bullits that have a distinct black stripe*
"Ah well thats what these are for."
*smiles as he flicks his wrist, sending the chamber back to its firing position*</span>
[pointing to the seige cannon] "I say we have the Comm slap that puppy on and get the heck out of here. I don't want to be anywhere near it if those freaks suddenly change their mind and want this place after all, and if they choose not to show up it's one less bile sack to worry about."
*Not quite so shaky now, I stand back up*
"I'm sticking at rear as usual. Sir, do you want to waypoint us to the ship's bridge and autopilot controls our civvie friend was jibbering about some time ago, or have you got other plans?"
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"I hope not. What are they, hollowpoint? AP?"
*looks at Marik*
"Good idea, but we can't really move out until Silent can walk. I know we've got Quaz back at base but he's missing an arm. I don't want to have to put Silent next to him if I can avoid it."</span></span>
"Hey, thanks."
*cracks the bar into 3 pieces*
"One for meh, one for you, and one for Silent when he wakes up."
*hands Karma a piece*
*pops the little piece into my mouth*
"Mmm...rationy goodness. I'll have to remember to bring these with me where ever."
*burps*
"I'm enjoying it too much. <!--emo&:p--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/tounge.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='tounge.gif'><!--endemo-->."
"I don't know why, but I feel fat and sassy after that third of a bar. I want a nap. <!--emo&:D--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/biggrin.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='biggrin.gif'><!--endemo-->"
*yawns*
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"Damn, youre right. R&D wernt kidding when they said one per man."
"IVE GOT THE POWER ALIENS!!!! I AM DAUNTLESS!!! YOU SHALL FEEL MY WRATH!!" "BRING IT ON!!"/in a meledious SCREAM *echos through out the ship*
*drinks alien blood* *Takes a small piece of skulk and cooks it under my lighter* *eats the piece of skulk*
"I am a WARRIOR!!!"</span></b>
*turns to Night*
"Dont you guys screen out the wackjobs before training? I've stayed sane after living on board a infestation filled bucket of bolts for nearly 2 weeks, and your guys are on for a day and they're already goin nuts," *pointing over to Viper* " If <i>that</i> one comes within a foot of me with anything pointy he'll need more than a medpack to <b>PULL THE CROWBAR OUT OF HIS SINUS</b> ! *Twitch, Ed pulls a pack of gum out of his pocket* "... gum?"</span>
<span style='font-family:Courier'><span style='color:green'>"Yeah, I'll go some gum. Thanks Ed."
*looks at spinviper*
"Yeah, we're supposed to screen out the nutcases, but every once in a while one slips through. Our station was kinda manned in a hurry, and I'd say the shrinks fell asleep on the job. Damn it, I'm a field medic, not a psychiatrist, I can't tell what the hell's going on between his ears. If anything. And yes, I paid attention at the briefing. A nade won't stop an onos, you're gonna need some of Frosty's patented AP rounds to dent one in a hurry."
*looks at Terran and Karma chowing on ration bar*
"Go easy guys, one of those is supposed to do a man for 24 hours."
*touches headset*
"Commander, those sieges aren't shooting yet..."
*looks at Marik as he remembers what was said earlier*
"What was that about an autopilot?"</span></span>
<span style='color:white'> "The autopilot is still engaged, do you feel that?"
*a constant slight vibration is felt through the bulkhead*
" the engines are still active, a normal autopilot, in case of emergency, is suppose to shut down, only problem ours is a bolt in off a derelict BMRC exploration ship, needless to say, it's programmed to return to main base in case of emergency, only problem is the destination: Sol system, Ganymede station..., luckly, we're still a good distance off from PhaseGate 265.."
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<b>Ok, i took over a bit, but i assume that in the NS future history, humans spread out throughout the solar system, colonizing whatever they could. In my version, Ganymede,a moon of Jupiter, became a heavily colonized base, think of as if i said "Sydney, Australia". not too good fo us</b>
"Umm... Where am i?</span>
*sees Silent stir*
"Good, you're up. Terran said you couldn't feel your legs. You're back at the outpost. How do you feel now?"
*watches sieges come online and start firing, and hears roar*
"Oh, ****! Guns up everyone! We got company big time!"
*hefts Silent and drags him over to the armory, then takes position near the factory, LMG shouldered*</span></span>
Siege starts firing.
*Boom*
*Boom*
Aliens on the other side of the wall start screaming, but still no one attacks.
*Boom*
*Boom*
*BoorrrrooooAaAaAAAARH*
A sound of thunder is heard down the hallway.</i>
*Ed readies Wynona*
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<b>that's odd, this one didnt get nuked along with the others....</b>
*looks around frantically*
*drags a cargo box over to my position to use as cover/firing position*
*opens it up, and jumps in*
*peeps out of the top of the box, CZU ready*
"I love my resourcefulness..."
*wonders about what an idiot I look like*
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<b>This post may be a bit extreme. Tell me if I shouldn't have used that box. Oh, and good to see that we'll have some sanity here...and destroying the ship <!--emo&:)--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/smile.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='smile.gif'><!--endemo--></b>
<b>Thanks for nuking the thread Marik. And terran, those weird actions are what makes roleplaying special, as long as you don't mess up the story you are free to be creative.</b>
<span style='font-family:Courier'><span style='color:green'>"Oooohhh, ****. Now we're in for it!"
*takes cover behind Terran's box and crouches, LMG at the ready*
*sees Silent looking around, dazed*
"Damn it Silent, take cover! Incoming!"
*to self* "It's times like this I wish I'd scored better on the shooting range."</span></span>
<span style='color:gray'><b>*Onos Opens mouth to Roar*
*aims for his mouth and throws two grenades*
"Hope u ate that"</b></span>
*Ed opens up full auto with Wynona, quite a few penetrate but quite a few merely bounce off like nothing, eventually, Wynona clicks empty*
"Gah!"
*Ed draws the Charlie's Revolver and opens fire, the pericing scream of the .45 Long Colt is only drowned out by the seiges.*</span>
<b>Edit: But it wasnt heroic</b>
*Shuffles over to the turret factory and kneels behind it, steadying gun arm over it to fire at the onos*
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<b>[edit]Spinviper, claiming that you just *happened* to successfully throw two hand grenades in the Onos' mouth would fall in the "you don't decide that" category. For starters, we don't even get hand grenades.</b>
*opens fire on the onos*
"AYIEEEEE-"
*stops abrupty when a claw like thing slams into my shoulder*
*I slump down into the box, paralyzed*
"Wow...this is weird. I can't feel a damned thing..."
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<b>Will there ever be hand grenades in NS? <!--emo&:(--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/sad.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='sad.gif'><!--endemo--> I'd love nuking the skulk that bound chuckle out of the vent</b>
"Wh... What the hell is that?"
*Runs forward towards the Onos heading for Terran*
*Empties Shotty*
*Reloads*
*empties it again*
"Terran, you okay?"</span>