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Join Date: 2002-11-24 Member: 9807Members
Join Date: 2002-11-24 Member: 9807Members
<div class="IPBDescription">witness the nukeage!</div> <b>I'm gonna be away untill Sunday, perhaps even longer. I guess one of you will have to take over the DM'ing untill then. So, one of you will have to run a character and the DMing for a week or two. Terran?</b>
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the onos run though the base, kill everyone and destroy the comm chair.
hmmm...
maybe you had better let someone else do it</b>
<span style='font-family:Courier'><span style='font-size:14pt;line-height:100%'><span style='color:blue'>"Those aliens dont sound too happy..."</span></span></span>
<span style='color:orange'>*unstraps pistol, ready for when needed*
"You're right, Boggle. Let's hope that we don't have to deal with an Onos. Speaking of which, if I get swallowed, can someone gut it? I'll try to cut myself out if I've still got my knife and it isn't burned away by stomach acid."
*quickly glances at weapons locker*
"Anything in there that fires 7.62mm bullets, like an old AK-47 or something?"</span>
I can't DM for this, I don't get online often, but how's this, don't use it if you don't think it's any good.
<b>A creature thunders into the room, the sound of its footsteps resounding through the room. It is the size of a small elephant, but bears a closer resemblance to a bull crossed with a rhino. Saliva drips from its mouth as it sights its version of an all-you-can-eat buffet.</b>
How's this? Any criticism is appreciated.
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"Hey, Silent. I thought you'd be a little hungry after your wee endevor."
*hands him the last third of the bar*
"You might wanna eat that quick. A rush is due any moment now."
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<i>A wave of skulks rushes in, apparently sucidal. They are simply barreling towards you. Every single one goes down, and every single marine is left reloading.
Commander: "Well...That wasn't too hard. Just keep it up and we should be-"
As the marines are still loading, a few fades rush in.</i>
<b>If you guys accept this next happening, should the fades be 1.04 or 1.1? In 1.1 they have slash/blink/metabolize/acid rocket.</b>
<b>EDIT: Metabolize, from the Beta forums, is an attack that uses up all of the fade's energy, but makes him invulnerable for a second or two. During that time, any attacks that he is hit with become energy. I know, sounds far fetched, but get Flayra, not meh. I'm just the messanger.</b>
<span style='color:yellow'><b>*Jumping out of vent, armour visibly dented and torn in few places*
"ARGgGHhHhhhhh!!!! Someone weld that thing before I give in to the urge to get back in there and kill that sonfabitch."
*Notices guns are empty*
"Can someone toss me a shotgun or a BIG gun here please?"</b></span>
<span style='color:red'><i>"I know I speak for everyone when I say, S**T!!"
*Ducks and strafes right out of the way of a slashing fade*
*Fires repeatedly at the fades*
*mass chaos ensues*
*bullets flying and detonating due to FFS all over the place*
*a splatter of alien blood hits him in the face*
"God damn you!"
*blows a fade's scythe arm off*
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*Terran throws the shotty to me*
"Thank you!"
*Lifts shotgun*
"DIE YOU KHARAA F**KS!!"
*A Fade reaches me when i'm reloading.*
*It slashes me*
"Ah darnit! help! help me! please!"</span>
*In everyone's mad dash all over the place to try to shoot at whatever just came in the room, I crumple back down to the ground, not caring who pushed me over. Propping myself up with my left hand to sit up, I reach over my body with the LMG in my right*
"Kickback probably would have knocked me down if I was standing anyways." *starts firing*
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<b>Terran: metabolize is still undergoing changes, so if you use it, you can quite literally choose it to be whatever you want for the purposes of roleplaying.
TiberRaptor: you can't just say you blew off a fade arm. Sure, it can happen, but it's not your choice, it's the DM's (which, it seems for now, would make it up to Terran in Xect's absence.)</b>
<span style='color:white'> *Ed takes a half step out in front of the farthest Marine from the group and opens up with AP rounds at Fade chest level, the empty sell casing pinging off the shelf remnants like a pachinko machine. Wynona clicks empty, Ed releases her and draws the TSA standard pistol , Empting the clip at the Fade, He dives back towards the armory as a very angry Fade slashes downward at his former position*
"More resiliant little buggers, aren't they?"</span>
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*sees a flare of red go up from Silent*
"No! Silent!"
*drops CZU*
*draws out pistol*
"Die! Fall to my...to my....45 ACP pansy pistol..."
*empties clip, takes out pipe*
"AYIEEEEEE!!!"
*jumps between Silent and the fade*
*whacks the fade over the head, hard*
*warm blood and brains splatters over my right shoulder*
*looks over to see a headless Lucid*
"Oh. My. God."
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<b>Well, Lucid said that he took his helmet off and then was shot by a friendly. <!--emo&???--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/confused.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='confused.gif'><!--endemo--> If he wants to leave, I guess. This isn't a dictatorship where I control you're every move.
*person walks in*
"Hey, Terran. Since your the DM currently, that was a really cool idea about abusing your powers to make them all stick their heads up their ****!"
*me trout slaps that person*
"You guys never heard that."
EDIT FURTHER: Due to popular demand, we will use 1.04 fade abilities will be used. Two hives = slash/acid rocket/blink. And...I can't really bring myself to maim anyone except me. See my next post. <!--emo&:(--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/sad.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='sad.gif'><!--endemo--> I don't have the balls xect does to go around saying "You die now, and then he gets his arm ripped off, and then etc etc." Somebody else take a turn before my head explodes. <!--emo&:p--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/tounge.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='tounge.gif'><!--endemo--></b>
"Well thats the last of my ammo."
*He pulls himself up and un-sheaths his knife.*
<span style='color:red'><i>*Sees terran fighting off a fade with a pipe*
"Jesus!"
*Runs forward, pumps shotgun*
*Fade is stunned from pipe blow*
*Shoves the shotgun's bayonet into its mouth*
"Eat lead"
*Fires (draw conclusion)*</span></i>
*sees the fades skull explode out the back*
*dead creature falls down on me*
"Umm, thanks. That was really helpful. Saved my ****...AHHHH!"
*the fades acid gland relaxes, letting the acid seep out of its launcher, on to me*
"HOLY ****! AHHH! OH MY GOD! IT BURNS! BLOODY HELL IT BURNS!"
*me falls to my knees, pipe clatters away*
*left arm is seething*
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<b>Yea, I lack the balls to maim anyone of you, so I maimed myself. Don't worry, I don't have some sort of mental problem to hurt myself. Honest <!--emo&:D--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/biggrin.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='biggrin.gif'><!--endemo-->. Certain actions can be preformed I suppose...as long as they aren't crazy and fit in rather nicely. Melee attacks I believe should work perfectly, its scoring a shot into the eye of the onos that should be 'avoided.' Along with doing other 'irrational stuff' like taking a pole and then doing what Neo did in 'Matrix: Reloaded.' <!--emo&;)--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/wink.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='wink.gif'><!--endemo-->
Headcrab, I pass the powers to you, as your next in line.</b>
<span style='color:white'> "HOLY CRAP!!"
*Ed runs head long towards Delta, Thinking quickly, Ed pulls his belt off and wraps it around the muzzle of the Acid Launcher, Cinching it closed*
"Quick, get this thing off him" Hears chuckle behind his ear, in a fluid motion, Ed draws the crowbar from his pants, spins around and smacks the Fade right behind him in <i><b> Alien Family Jewels</i></b>. As the fade stands slightly dazed, Ed empties the TSA pistol into the Fade's face, in a flash, it disappears*
"What the...??"
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*Crawls to Terran*
"Thanks man... I owe you one."
*Reloads shotty*
*Fires wildly at the Kharaa, letting nothing, NOTHING, come near my friends*</span>
I personally have one idea I'd use if I were the DM, but I'd like to have a PM conversation with anyone else wanting to DM so we can decide on whose concept is coolest, and/or find a way to combine the best parts of each.</b>
over the pounding of the seige cannons, a distant roar is heard...
"I think they're not too happy with us.." </i>
<span style='color:white'> "What the hell was that?"
*Ed picks up Wynona, checks the clip and curses under his breath*
"If only that damned Armory would allow my NyJackFr. rounds...."
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<i>"They lock it for a reason, Civvie, those things are nasty, as you well know."</i>
<b>Italic is the DM/com, white is gool ole crabby</b>
"That'll teach ya to mess with us!! B*****ds."
*hears distant roar*
"Oh sh!t. Crab, you didn't answer me before, are there any weapons in that locker that fire 7.62mm ammo? An old AK-47 would do nicely right about now, and I think that the Brownings in there'll come in handy if we have to deal with an Onos. See if the armoury can be reconfigured to give us ammo for those things too. Without FF nanites, we're just as likely to blow a hole in the ship as we are to blow a hole in an Onos.</span>
There are Browning in there, right?
"Christ thats gotta hurt."
<b>Hey, dont worry about killing me, I cant take much more of this anyway</b>
<span style='font-family:Courier'><span style='color:green'>"Oh, ****! Terran, you OK?"
<i>As the Kharaa withdraw, one of the fades fires one last acid ball, hitting Night Shade full in the chest.</i>
*Screams in agony, writhing around on the floor*
"Oh, God! Jesus Christ, it burns! Aaaah!"
<i>The screaming fades away, and Night's mangled form grows still.</i></span></span>
<b>I'd love to stay, but it's just too much of a pain (no pun intended) atm. Good luck, fellow marines. <!--emo&:)--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/smile.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='smile.gif'><!--endemo--></b>
*taps Crabby on the shoulders*
"Rise now, Duengeon Master Headcrab."</b>
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*looks at Night go down*
"Oh ****! Now what? God damn medic just got wasted!"
"Ahh, thanks Karma. But, ahh! My forearm..."
*meekly holds up forarm, which is blistering and frothing*
"And damn, that was the arm some skulk bit. I feel so lucky."
*feels the acid stop burning, and is now left with a seething arm, the bone poking out at the wrist*
"OH MY GOD! IS THAT MY BONE STICKING OUT! MEDPAK! MEDPAK!"
*blood starts to flow out of the break in the skin*
*leans back, feeling light in the head*
"Hmm...must take a nap...that would help"
*starts to close eyes*
"Yawn...ration bars...fat...sassy..."
*blacks out*
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*Slaps Terran*
*Ed crouches over Night's still frame, checks for a pulse, Ed picks Night's limp body up and walks through the phase a short distance off, he returns without Night, he walks over to the main group once again, cleching his fist, he pounds top of the armory*
"I <i>won't </i> let it end like this! Com?! unlock the Armory's ammunition lockout <u>now</u>
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<i>"No, Civvie, like a sai--"</i>
<span style='color:white'> "<b>FINE THEN!</b>"
*Ed rips the headset from his ear, he draws his crowbar and rips off a display from the armory, walking with the darkened panel under his right arm, the crowbar in his left, he smashes in a wall panel, exposing the optical data lines, within a period of 30 seconds, Ed wires in the monitor to the line, the dark screen lights up to a security system interface*
"If your godforsaken Commander wont help us, then we'll have to help ourselves."*Ed pokea at the monitor*" It seems that a larges weapon's shipment is down the corridor, I'm sealing off blast doors everywhere i can, It's not much, but i think it'll hold till we can get the big guns, then we can get to engineering, then the airlocks."
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<i>Over voicecom, the commander is screaming at Ed, ordering everyone else to stay in position.</i>
<span style='color:white'> *Ed looks back at the Marines, with a slight tearing in his eyes* "Your com's lost it, I say we blow the ship" *the com is furious now, Ed picks up his mic* "We lost, *sarcastically* sir, unless your willing to let more good men die for a worthless derelect, you'd be prepping your dropship for launch! Your wounded need more medical attention then your soda cans can deal with! Only thing i know is that as highest ranked member of the crew on board, that makes me the captain, all hands, prepare for scuttle procedure!" *looking back to the marines* "someone take Terran back to the main base, Whoever is feeling suicidal, follow me, we're lighting this tin can up!"</span>
<b>Sucks you had to leave Night, needless to asay the severe wounding of your character drove Crabby nuts</b>
With all due respect, sir, what are your plans for that? On every ship I've been in, scuttle procedure is done from the bridge, basically the same place as the autopilot controls you've already said the Kharaa have taken as their home. Even if they give us the red carpet, we'll still need a way off this thing before it blows. And what if the stash in that locker isn't compatible with our Frindly Fire systems?
Do you mean to tell me there's another way to scuttle the ship?
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<b>Ok, im going nuts already, Marik, I suggest you co-DM with me, I'll even relinquish the sword of DMing +3 to you </b>
I'll be able to follow the story on and off, but unfortunately I won't have time to post. Otherwise I wouldn't be next to Quaz back at spawn <!--emo&:)--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/smile.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='smile.gif'><!--endemo--></b>