Incident On Nwii

Cyberoptic · October 2003

<div class="IPBDescription">Another NS roleplay</div> Rules:
- Make yourself a character. PM me with a short story, characteristics, etc. Please try to make well-rounded characters. Characters that excel at everything are likely to be dismissed on sight.
- Pick one or two specialties for your character (I.E. demolitions expert, siege engineer, medic, etc.)
- Quotes mean character talk (I.E. "Hey, how are you"), asterisks means actions (I.E.: *Opens the door*), and brackets means combat actions (I.E.: [Shoots at the skulk])
- Pick a color for your character. Comments are made in bold, uncolored font.
- Combat will be done by turns. While in a turn, each character can do up to two actions.
Firing 25 lmg bullets, 4 pistol bullets, 50 hmg bullets, 1 grenade --> 1 action
Moving, welding/constructing 200 points, welding 25 armor points --> 1 action
Free actions (Closing a door, handing a gun to a teammate, etc) --> 1 action
Reloading lmg, pistol, 4 shotgun shells --> 1 action
Reloading hmg, 8 shotgun shells, grenade launcher --> 2 actions
- The turn ends when every active player has done his two actions.
- While in combat, characters can talk as much as they want.
- All characters begin with the standard equipment (lmg, pistol, knife, light armour) WITHOUT EXCEPTION. Modified weapons are NOT allowed without my consent.
If you have any questions/comments fell free to PM me or mail me.

The beacons of the space station flashed in the darkness, signaling its position to the oncoming transport ships. Th radio of the ship crackled.
"This is space station Tierra Santa to incoming ship. Please identify yourself. Over."
The ship's pilot glanced and the lights in the panel in front of him an pressed his comset.
"This is transport ship Serenity, we're bringing the latest crop of newcomers. Over."
Seconds went by slowly.
"Acknowledged Serenity and welcome. Dock in landing bay number four. Over."
"Thank you."
The pilot checked again the control panel and turned to the rear of the ship.
"Ok people, we're docking in in a few minutes. Strap yourselves!".
The ship landed with a slight bump and opened the cargo doors.

nooby · October 2003

Is there room still? I would like to join, have sent pm, with details.

*Straps self in, looks around at the team then curses the pilots for the rough landing.*

Cyberoptic · October 2003

Here's a map of the space station, just as a reference.

<img src='http://www.angelfire.com/sd/4jinetes/tierrasanta.jpg' border='0' alt='user posted image'>

HotShot · October 2003

[COLOR=green]*sits, strapped in the chair, gently petting my LMG thats sitting on my lap.*

Cyberoptic · October 2003

The cargo door opens and reveals the landing bay, which is quite crowded. Several maintenace squads are already approaching the ship, while some others are trasnfering the provisitions brought by the ship to the transports. A tired-looking officer walks up the ramp and enters the ship.
"Good day and welcome. I'm Sergeant Garand. Pardon the rough landing, but we've been having problems recently with the gravitic drive. Each one of you has been assigned a room, they are all identified with your name on the door. Inside your room you'll also find the distribution of the shifts. That's all for now. Get to your rooms and go to the mess hall if you're hungry."
The officer leaves the ship, stopping to talk to one of the maintenance crew on his way.

nooby · October 2003

HotShot edit your post and putting cursor after * no spaces hit Close all tags. If you had a couple of tries you will get a couple of tags, what you want is [/COLOR] after the *.

*Hating any machine that's not working has quick look at the gravitic drive.*

Waits to see if DM gives go ahead for this action, 'the rationale behind the action', it's a good thing to have thankful officers and friendly/willing transport drivers if or when you need help. Especially if they have to make a decision to wait for one more minute or they fly away just as you get to the landing pad.

Cyberoptic · October 2003

Nooby, bear in mind three things:
A.) The space station has several maintenace crew, so it's quite likely that somebody else is already trying to solve the problem.
B.) The person who's trying to solve the problem is, logically, someone specialized in such technology.
C.) Even the best ship rocks sometimes.

nooby · October 2003

True just thought we could use some friends on station.

* Looks at drive sees how out of my depth I am says bye to maintenance crews and goes puts gear away. Realizing how hungry I am goes to Mess Hall and chows down. *

HotShot · October 2003

*Returns to my senses after day dreaming about killing kharaa. Looks around the transport, seeing no one inside, unfastens my chair straps and lazily walks out of the transport. Looks around to see if he could find the rest of his squad. Not seeing anyone I recognize I just wander around.*

HotShot · October 2003

*After wandering around a while i find the crews quarters. I see the names of members from my squad on some of the doors. I find a door with my name on it. I enter the room and found it quite small. I saw a slip of paper on the desk but didnt bother to read it. Instead I placed my weapons on the table and got out of my armor. I then walked to the bed and started sleeping.*

Muta · October 2003

[OOC: Why don't you guys play these ona server? <img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/confused.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='confused.gif'> I could map you the maps is you wish <img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/nerd.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='nerd.gif'>

nooby · October 2003

How kewl that would be, but you would have to know the story in advance, and how to get the Kharaa to do as you want. If it was real life people they would get bored waiting for their next instruction. Just imagine having a game sit idling for 24 or more hours while people have their turn and get their next instruction. So far three people have done something over five days, much as it's a great idea it is impractical. Ask Cyberoptic it's his map, I would love to see a game map of this it would look awesome.

Cyberoptic · October 2003

I like Muta's idea, but as Nooby pointed out, it would be rather difficult, as many of the people who come to these forums live in different countries.
However, if someone would like to make a map out of my simple sketch then feel free to do so, I must say I'd be flattered to see me humble story made on an NS map.

Muta · October 2003

Hmm.. True.. Unless it's a free rp session with out a story.. <img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/confused.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='confused.gif'>

nooby · October 2003

As Cyber said Muta if you made a map of his sketch wow it would be awesome. Give it a thought please.

Cyberoptic · October 2003

Muta, why don't you join the roleplay for awhile? maybe it can give you a few extra ideas...

Muta · October 2003

Here you go..

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Name: Muta

Age: 23

Nationality: Terran, Unknown

Unit: TSA, Level 1 Engineering

Strengths: Engineering, commanding and driving people crazy

Equipment: Pistol, Knife and a wrench

Notes: Orphan, found in an escape pod

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*Walks to hotshot*
"Hey HotShot wake up!"
*He yelled to HotShots ear*
"We're there man.. Wake up"
*John walked to the ship airlock*
"Damn I allways have a bad feeling when i step on a new place"
*mumbled John as he walked to the landing bay door*

Cyberoptic · October 2003

For equipment, everyone gets the standard, which includes pistol, lmg, knife, and la. Tools and other requirements for each person's specialty will be provided later, when you get the chance to get your first briefing and begin your duties.
By the sketch, the generator control room has no access, which means that no authorized personnel can get inside.
And last, please bear in mind that you came in a transport ship, like the rest of the team. Read the firsts post in case you have any doubts.

As an aside, I'll be waiting one or two more days. If nobody else has joined by that time we'll begin the play. In the main time...

The rooms in the the crew quarters where neatly aranged. The beds where perfectly maid, lockers and boards clean and shiny, and more importantly, ordered. The shifts where arranged by a practical mind, since the entire squad was on the same shift, presumably to avoid any problems related to lack of sleep incase an emergency arouse.
The personel belonging to the space station wore blue jumsuits, each with a small image of the crew he belonged to. Maintenace wore a wrench, communications an antenna, pilots a steering wheel and officers a small sign depicting a galaxy. The rest of the people inhabiting the space station where frontiersmen. The only civilians onboard where the cook an her assistants.
Shortly after the land, the speakers on the whole station came to life.
"Red squad and newcomers, you have scheduled a meeting tomorrow morning at 07:00 hours to inform you of your new duties. I repeat, a 07:00 tomorrow morning."

HotShot · October 2003

*Wakes up with a jolt at the sound of the intercom* "Damn intercom woke me up!" *Puts pillow over head and goes back to sleep*

nooby · October 2003

Having eaten of the TSAs finest goes to quarters and sleeps..

Shask · October 2003

"HEY GUYS WAIT UP!!!" *Trips* "OUCH!!!" *Wakes up* "Doh stupid dreams...Falls Back asleep."

Cyberoptic · October 2003

After some hours of sleep, heavy footsteps can be heard on the corridor outside the crew quarters. Silence becomes even heavier. Not even the space station dares to break it.
"WAKE UP YOU LAZY NUMBSKULLS!!!!!!!!!"
The voice thundered across the whole crew quarters and beyond. One of the doors of the rooms opens and a head comes out.
"Oh!, it's just the newcomer's commander... poor guys" Says the head and then closes the door swiftly, incase the commander overheard him.

nooby · October 2003

From years of training rises, has quick shower, dons standard issue gear found in closet and exits to the corridor.

Shask · October 2003

*Wakes up after some sleep and takes a shower* "BURP..i cant wait to eat" *Goes and watches tv*

Muta · October 2003

*John rolled his eyes..*
"Oh man.. One of these guys again."
*Stands up and puts equip on*

HotShot · October 2003

*Wakes up and while still in his underwear goes outside to see what all the fuss is about.*
"Who's makin' all the fockin racket out here?!?"
*See's the commander.*
"Oh, its only you."
*Goes back in the room and puts his armor on, puts a clip in his lmg and pistol, lays both weapons next to him on his bed and goes back to sleep.*

Cyberoptic · October 2003

The commander is still standing on the corridor, and from the look on her face, she's about to burst into a kill frenzy. She mutters something under her breath and then, ver slowly, a sadistic grin grows on her face.
"Are you done monkeying around, apes? If so, there's a meeting to attend RIGHT NOW, and then... we'll have a nice conversation.
By the way, if you are late to the meeting, you'll be cleaning the bathrooms for the rest of the month..."
Having said that, the commander leaves the corridor. The clocks say it's 06:00 am, and the space station is becoming alive with activity.

Daza4 · October 2003

Name: Dazza
Age: 25
Unit: Medic
Strengths: Great with explosives, Knows first aid, never gives up.
Weakness: Chaces gorges, chaces oni, goes psycho some times


*Wakes up* "Huh? What the..?" *Gets out of bed and grabs peice of paper* "Hmm" *walks over to his equipment and throws it all on* "Time for work, i guess."

nooby · October 2003

*Goes to meeting, finds chair in back and has quick snooze while waiting for the meeting to start.*

Daza4 · October 2003

*starts walking to meeting and notices nooby walking back* "hmm must not be on yet" *walks back into room and pulls his hidden tv out*

HotShot · October 2003

*Wakes up at the words CLEANING BATHROOM, grabs his guns, and runs out the door. Heads toward meeting area, finding it empty and not wanting to clean the bathrooms he goes to a corner, lays weapons next to him.*
"Hey she never said I had to be awake at the meeting."
*Goes to sleep.*