QuaunautThe longest seven days in history...Join Date: 2003-03-21Member: 14759Members, Constellation, Reinforced - Shadow
<span style='font-family:Arial'><span style='color:gray'>*standing there, quite bored, not saying anything. He was actually hoping for some action on his shift- he didn't want to just stand around more. The more fighting he can see, the happier he would be. He knew that some people would say 'Be Careful for What you Wish For", but he could care less. If he died, it didn't matter. Him and his wife had been having trouble, his kid was gone, and he really didn't have much reason to live further. Then again, thats why he wanted to go on this mission.*</span></span>
<span style='color:white'><b>"Yeah, I can imagine that. One nice and tidy row of body bags, all with neat holes, big rips and remains of acid on them. Would be a hilarious sight, but I guess it'd be kind of pointless since no one would want to retrieve us anyway. Well, I'm off for the simulators. Anyone in the mood for a little battle?"</b></span>
<span style='font-family:Courier'><span style='font-size:14pt;line-height:100%'><span style='color:blue'>"i would join ya but i want to give you a chance. but, what the hey. prepare to be owned"</span></span></span>
<span style='color:purple'>"Sure, never been an ace with a gun realy, but practice never hurts, anyone else wana come join us?" *Gets up from the table and slowly begins to walk over towards the simulators*</span>
<span style='color:green'>"Those are some pretty high words, Boggle. Let's see if your trigger finger's as good as your mouth." <!--emo&:p--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/tounge.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='tounge.gif'><!--endemo--> *follows xect, Boggle, and Khaim to the simulator complex*</span>
<span style='color:gray'><u>*hears everyone talking about the simulator* "I'll go, need some practice. Good thing I went through sniper school at the Acadamy. I can stay back and shoot everyone" *heads to simulator with the rest*</u></span>
<b>Remember the first rpg when i killed penguin with a headshot? keep that in mind... </b> <span style='font-family:Courier'><span style='font-size:14pt;line-height:100%'><span style='color:blue'>"well, actually, i cant aim to save my life. I was only joking"
QuaunautThe longest seven days in history...Join Date: 2003-03-21Member: 14759Members, Constellation, Reinforced - Shadow
<span style='font-family:Arial'><span style='color:gray'>*merely stands up and follows Xect to the simulators, knowing he's gonna need practice, being this will be his first thing with moving targets, other than those in basic.*</span></span>
<span style='font-family:Courier'><span style='color:green'>"Unless anyone needs simulated patching up of simulated wounds, I think I'll go visit the range instead." *grins and starts heading off to the firing range*</span></span>
<span style='color:orange'>*hears mention about simulators* "Hey guys, wait up!" *catches up to Xect and co.* "I need some target practice, which, compared to me, is all you lot are." *starts idly twirling both P229s* "Hey, did anyone hear an explosion earlier?</span>
<span style='font-family:Courier'><span style='font-size:14pt;line-height:100%'><span style='color:blue'>"yeah, sorry, that was me."
*sees stares*
"ok, it wasnt actually me, it was my modified alarm clock. I used to sleep right through it so I got a friend of mine to wire up some explosives to the alarm mechanism. It may have been a bit loud, but at least i didnt sleep through it. I'll need a new clock though. And a new table. And a new pillow case, but apart from that, it was a complete success."</span></span></span>
<span style='font-family:Courier'><span style='color:green'>*pauses at door to mess hall* "Ah, the bragging begins. Good luck people. At least I <b>know</b> I can't shoot." *grins and continues to the firing range*</span></span>
<span style='color:White'> "Hey, Night! hold up!" *Ed gets out of the chow line, heads to a vending machine and buys a Diet Coke and a regular Coke* "Probably get better nutrition out of this then the HiveWater special they're peddling" *Ed picks up his helmet runs up to Night, hands him the regular Coke, and continues down to the range*</span>
<span style='color:purple'>"Man and I thought I had it bad when my alarm clock fell on me Boggle, what are you trying to do man? Take out your own leg before you even get up, save the skulks some time or something? *Steps into the simulator and prepares for battle, choosing team blue <!--emo&;)--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/wink.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='wink.gif'><!--endemo-->*</span>
<span style='color:blue'> "Blegh...I am not feeling too damn good...must be the waffles or something. I think I'll just specatate." *climbs into the spectator deck overlooking the battlefield* *starts to see swirly colors when they beam in to the field and activate their flashy simulation gear* "Ooo..." *me stumbles off back to my quarters and locks self into my bathroom* *sounds of vomiting are heard* </span> <b>True happenings, except for the vomiting and quarters. Even though I feel like I should of vomitted. Now I feel just plain tired.
<span style='color:gray'><u>*cracks neck* "Hey, maybe you could tell me how to make one of these alarm clocks. Me brother sleeps too much" *enters simulators. Takes out Vladstock and puts LMG behind my back, for quick draw*</u></span>
<span style='color:green'>"So what's the special for today? Mining base? Zero G? Or hey, maybe my personal favorite, the corporate transport ships where the designers love to cut corners on construction, where one wrong hit into a hull bracket or strut leaves you painted on the inside of your armor from explosive decompression." *snorts, sets his coffee down on the deck close to the door, and enters the simulator*</span>
<span style='font-family:Courier'><span style='font-size:14pt;line-height:100%'><span style='color:blue'>"i'll intorduce you to my friend. he may be able to get you a special offer"
"i didnt realise the 'bad construction' mutator had been installed. sounds like fun"</span></span></span>
<span style='color:orange'>*enters simulator with CZU hanging by its strap and a P229 in each hand, extra clips around the belt, and a strange jade stone on the end of his ponytail, sees everyone looking at jade stone* "If someone gets too close, or I run out of ammo, I can use this thing to at least give them a very mild concussion <!--emo&:D--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/biggrin.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='biggrin.gif'><!--endemo--> .</span>
<span style='color:gray'><u>"Oh well, need to chose a team" *arms Vladstock and choses red team* "How is this simulator anyway? I mean, there are several different types of combat simulator. Is this like deathmatch, or capture the flag?</u></span>
[COLOR=purple]*notes all the other squad members joining the red team* "Oh whats up with this? 4 on 1, yikes. Oh well, might be facing odds like this out in the feild" *Checks the clips in his pistol and rifle, seeing them in position he continues to wait for anyone else to join or the match to start*
<span style='font-family:Courier'><span style='color:green'>*stops at a wall console and punches up the simulator stats, noting 4 red vs 1 blue* "Heh. Check this out, Ed." *sends a message to the simulator: <Night Shade> Real fair teams there, guys <!--emo&:p--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/tounge.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='tounge.gif'><!--endemo-->*</span></span>
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*Gets up from the table and slowly begins to walk over towards the simulators*</span>
*follows xect, Boggle, and Khaim to the simulator complex*</span>
"I'll go, need some practice. Good thing I went through sniper school at the Acadamy. I can stay back and shoot everyone"
*heads to simulator with the rest*</u></span>
<span style='font-family:Courier'><span style='font-size:14pt;line-height:100%'><span style='color:blue'>"well, actually, i cant aim to save my life. I was only joking"
*winks at Xect*</span></span></span>
*grins and starts heading off to the firing range*</span></span>
"Hey guys, wait up!"
*catches up to Xect and co.*
"I need some target practice, which, compared to me, is all you lot are."
*starts idly twirling both P229s*
"Hey, did anyone hear an explosion earlier?</span>
*sees stares*
"ok, it wasnt actually me, it was my modified alarm clock. I used to sleep right through it so I got a friend of mine to wire up some explosives to the alarm mechanism. It may have been a bit loud, but at least i didnt sleep through it. I'll need a new clock though. And a new table. And a new pillow case, but apart from that, it was a complete success."</span></span></span>
"Ah, the bragging begins. Good luck people. At least I <b>know</b> I can't shoot."
*grins and continues to the firing range*</span></span>
*Ed gets out of the chow line, heads to a vending machine and buys a Diet Coke and a regular Coke*
"Probably get better nutrition out of this then the HiveWater special they're peddling"
*Ed picks up his helmet runs up to Night, hands him the regular Coke, and continues down to the range*</span>
*looks back at the cantten*
"i'll be right back"
*runs off to get 2 bottles*
"mmm tasty..."</span></span></span>
*Steps into the simulator and prepares for battle, choosing team blue <!--emo&;)--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/wink.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='wink.gif'><!--endemo-->*</span>
*enters simulator*</span></span></span>
"Blegh...I am not feeling too damn good...must be the waffles or something. I think I'll just specatate."
*climbs into the spectator deck overlooking the battlefield*
*starts to see swirly colors when they beam in to the field and activate their flashy simulation gear*
"Ooo..."
*me stumbles off back to my quarters and locks self into my bathroom*
*sounds of vomiting are heard*
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<b>True happenings, except for the vomiting and quarters. Even though I feel like I should of vomitted. Now I feel just plain tired.
<== High School Nublet!!!!</b>
"Hey, maybe you could tell me how to make one of these alarm clocks. Me brother sleeps too much"
*enters simulators. Takes out Vladstock and puts LMG behind my back, for quick draw*</u></span>
*snorts, sets his coffee down on the deck close to the door, and enters the simulator*</span>
"i didnt realise the 'bad construction' mutator had been installed. sounds like fun"</span></span></span>
"this is gonna be fun"
*grins devilishly*</span></span>
"If someone gets too close, or I run out of ammo, I can use this thing to at least give them a very mild concussion <!--emo&:D--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/biggrin.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='biggrin.gif'><!--endemo--> .</span>
*chooses red*
"this should be a laugh"</span></span></span>
*arms Vladstock and choses red team*
"How is this simulator anyway? I mean, there are several different types of combat simulator. Is this like deathmatch, or capture the flag?</u></span>
"Oh whats up with this? 4 on 1, yikes. Oh well, might be facing odds like this out in the feild"
*Checks the clips in his pistol and rifle, seeing them in position he continues to wait for anyone else to join or the match to start*
"Heh. Check this out, Ed."
*sends a message to the simulator: <Night Shade> Real fair teams there, guys <!--emo&:p--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/tounge.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='tounge.gif'><!--endemo-->*</span></span>