<span style='color:teal'>*Raziel begins walking to the metro with Adrian once he comes out of the bar.* "Yeah, I could get a nice job and all, maybe even make more money that way, but where's the fun in that? Why not go around and almost get yourself killed and have fun doing it instead?" *He grins evilly and continues walking, pulling his coat up and counting the money and bills in his pockets.* "I wonder just how much that guy gave us..."</span>
<span style='color:chocolate'><b>Location: Drznach Metro</b></span><b>(Am I ever gonna get outta here? <!--emo&;)--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html//emoticons/wink.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='wink.gif' /><!--endemo-->)</b> <span style='color:chocolate'> "I'm sorry?" Wyzak questions, looking up at Sarlax to give him a strange look. "What is you're problem? I was just spacing out". Shaking his head at Sarlax's behaviour, Wyzak continues. "If you really must know, someone got killed in the metro. Made a bloody mess too."
'Well at least I got him to volunteer that information' </span>
<span style='color:DarkKhaki'>*[Colin opens fire], having spotted the weapon before anything. It is only then that he realises its Raatko* "Gotcha"</span>
<span style='color:PaleGreen'>Location: Drznach Station
Svetlana sighed – it had been a long and restless night with little sleep. After a day of heavy bombing the explosions had ceased late the previous evening. Accustomed to the bombs that exploded with a regularity that almost represented the heartbeat of the city, the silence became deafening. It’s ironic, she thought, that the very objects threatening my life are also the same ones that have come to represent normalcy and a sense of safety. The idea brought a cynical smile to her face as she stepped of the train onto the platform of Drznach Station.
The station was strangely empty. Even though there were not many people here usually, the particularly desolate atmosphere this morning was unsettling. Svetlana shivered and pulled her coat more tightly around her. She sat down on a bench as her previous train pulled noisily out of the station and wondered how she would survive another day of lectures on barely any sleep. As the howling of the wind died down the sound of voices drifted through from a nearby stairwell. Looking at her watch she realised that she was fifteen minutes early for her next train. I may as well see what’s going on up there, she thought as she trudged wearily up the stairs, it’s better than waiting here alone. </span>
<b>Um... ok... I think she wins for being easily the most detailed poster yet to date, lol. One more thing Solan-whatever_the_rest_of_your_name_is, could we get an idea on what your character looks like? stats, equipment, background, etc?</b>
<b>Age</b>: 25 <b>Gender</b>: Female <b>Appearance</b>: 5’6”, slender build, long chestnut-brown hair, and golden-brown eyes
<b>Background</b>: Born and educated in Russia, Svetlana’s family fled to Poland several years ago to escape the fighting and political unrest that had erupted in their home-town of St. Petersburg. A science graduate majoring in computer science and information technology, Svetlana had worked for several years in this field prior to the move. As she become increasing disillusioned and resentful of the international warfare that had turned her life upside-down she quit her job and re-entered university to study medicine in the hope that she could make a difference in her own futile way.
<b>lets see here, who do we have now... 1 full hacker, me 1 full medic, parhelion 1 theif/gunman, sparks 1 full gunman, bill 1 gunman/fighter, darkness 1 hacker/medic, solan 1 diplomat/rincewind, terran 1 rebel/gunman, zerobyte
<b>Yeah, it is a very well-rounded group...even better, though, that it’s now complete <!--emo&;)--><img src='http://www.natural-selection.org/forums/html//emoticons/wink.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='wink.gif' /><!--endemo--></b>
<span style='color:orange'>*Estella notices that the man is not as innocent as he pretends to be, but decides to let it pass. There seems to be some bad blood between Wyzak and this man, and now is not the time to get some spilt on her.* “Well, yeah, that’s all I know too. I was kinda hoping that someone else knew more about the situation.” *She sees a girl walking slowly up the railway stairwell, and frowns in thought.* “Hey, aren’t you...um...Svetlana? You’re in third year, aren’t you? We must have met before at some of the combined-year lectures. You picked a very good time to drop in.”</span>
<!--QuoteBegin-Khaim+Mar 2 2004, 01:38 PM--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> (Khaim @ Mar 2 2004, 01:38 PM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin--> <b>1 gunman/fighter, darkness</b> <!--QuoteEnd--> </td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'> <!--QuoteEEnd--> <b>You forgot to add KIA. <span style='color:red'>"That...b@stard." *And with those final words, the human races youngest mercenary, who had been fighting for his life since he was twelve, dies from trying to use a technique that he had only used once to kill the guards*</span> Well, maybe I'll start my own RP now. Not saying that angrily, I didn't think it'd work anyway.</b>
<b>You were hit in the gut...it’s not a guaranteed kill, by any stretch of the imagination. If Solanaceae’s or my medical knowledge is enough (or there’s a NPC medic), we could go poking around in your tummy for the bullet <!--emo&;)--><img src='http://www.natural-selection.org/forums/html//emoticons/wink.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='wink.gif' /><!--endemo--> Up to xect, but I wouldn’t write your character off so early <!--emo&:(--><img src='http://www.natural-selection.org/forums/html//emoticons/sad.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='sad.gif' /><!--endemo--> It’s a waste, it is.</b>
<b>He'll need some medical attention soon to stay alive, even if its just basic first aid. Thankfully, thats something my character can do, even if its only a +10 skill and no kit... Edit: I'm better than I remember...</b>
<b>Well-rounded, yes, but a group? Wouldn't really say so ;D
Darkness, you're not completely K.I.A. yet. I admit that your chances aren't that great, but it's still possible <!--emo&:)--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html//emoticons/smile.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='smile.gif' /><!--endemo--></b>
<i>Khaim - Walking along the road, you count your money (risky, but whatever <!--emo&;)--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html//emoticons/wink.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='wink.gif' /><!--endemo--> ). In total, there's 55.000$, the first five thousand of them came from Petro.
Bill - It doesn't even seem like he has time to find out what's happening. He drops to teh floor as you pump him full of lead.</i>
<span style='color:DarkKhaki'>*Seeing Raatko drop after being repeatedly hit, Colin stops shooting. As the ringing in his ears starts fading, [he checks his injury, seeing how bad the damage is and wether he could walk on it or not.]* "I need some earplugs... That was bloody loud."</span>
<span style='color:Teal'>*After counting the notes under his coat and putting them back in his pocket, Raziel does a little dance down the street, attracting more than a few strange glances at him and Adrian.* "Sweet!" *He finishes his little dance and goes back to walking beside Adrian again towards the Metro while talking quietly under his breath to Adrian.* "Hey, 55 grand total for all of that Adrian... Pretty good eh? ...And you didn't see that little happy dance either."</span>
<i>Bill - With some effort, you're able to stagger along on the leg, though it hurts a bit and you'll sure need medical attention when you get out of here. It doesn't seem like there's anymore thugs coming right now, but you aren't sure because you're not hearing too well after that shootout.</i>
<span style='color:DarkKhaki'>*Limping over to Raatko, Colin mutters "I hate C-bloody-Q-sodding-B". When He arrives at the body, he [quickly searches it for ID weapons and ammuntion, looking for a good pistol. If he fails to find a good pistol he takes the Uzi]. Then he slings the LMG and heads into the room Raatko came out of.*</span>
<i>Bill - There's no ID, but a pretty thick wallet. No guns but the uzi. You walk into the room. On the floor lies 5 men. In the middle of the room lies Anthony, bleeding from a gut wound. His two handguns are lying on the floor in front of him. Around him lies four bodyguards. Two of them seem to have taken more shots to the heads than they could take (only one of them has something that can still be recognized as a head). Another has been shot twice, and the last seems to have been stuffed with whatever lead Darkness had left to use. A quick look at Darkness tells you that he isn't really at his best, and that he's losing blood fast, but that the bullet most likely didn't hit anything critical. If you're able to get him out of here very quickly, and find some help even faster, he might make it.</i>
<span style='color:DarkKhaki'>*Colin rips off some clothing from a corpse and [attempts to dury rig a bandage to reduce bloodloss.* "...SNAFU..." *Colin tucks Anthony's pistols into his pocket and starts dragging Adrian* "Dammit... Where's the nearest hospital?"</span>
<b>I take it that I don't know where a hospital is...</b> <span style='color:DarkKhaki'>*Colin drags Anthony out of the bar and start heading towards Joey's, looking for someone to ask for directions to the nearest hospital or doctor's surgery.*</span>
<b>Why do there have to be two charaters with the same initial? Could seriously confuse someone <!--emo&:p--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html//emoticons/tounge.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='tounge.gif' /><!--endemo--> </b>
<b>Now you mention it i am kinda like a thief. Also Darkness and Bill your characters owe my character alot of credit seeing how i gunned down some guys for you and a car.</b>
<span style='color:violet'>
Loaction: Metro station
Sarlex looked at the woman walking from the metro station. 'So she is one of the little rebels then ? Why else would she be down there ?' He then heard Estella talk about how they have met before. 'Wait these two are the other Polish rebels i was meant to kill ? Hmm seeing how you wasted that guy back there and now his gang is after you, prehaps you should <i>use</i> some of these people for protection? Protection for me, HAH ! Sarlex what did your Dad tell you when these things happens? ...... He, he, he....' A small tear came to his eyes, he immediately wiped it away hoping no one noticed.
<b>By now, I guess your characters must have noticed that the metro trains are running again <!--emo&;)--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html//emoticons/wink.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='wink.gif' /><!--endemo--></b>
<i>Bill - You find a woman walking down the sidewalk in front of the bar. When you approach, she spots Anthony's body, then goes completely pale: "Oh my, what happened to him? That's horrible. We need to get an ambulance". She then grabs here cell-phone and begins entering the emergency numbers.</i>
<span style='color:red'><span style='font-family:courier'> *Adrian snaps around quickly, mutter in a low but and raspy voice barely suppressed but still so* "Holy! Fifty five grand? And that was just <i>one</i> job! You could really go places man. But if you like it with the guns and adrenaline, I'd suppose. Just don't get yourself killed. People like you are one of a kind." *He then looks around once more, seeing all of the odd looks. He then whispers quickly to Raziel* "Man, that wasn't too smart. Think we're going to wanna get to out of this immediate area fast. I doubt the worst characters around would pass up a chance to get 55K in cash." *After further thoughts, his hand reaches down to his holster and flicks the safety off patiently, avoiding noise* "That dance was also rather impressive. A man of many traits, eh <!--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>
<b>Eep. Bill is out for my head. I sure do hope we don't meet alone in a dark alley <!--emo&:0--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html//emoticons/wow.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='wow.gif' /><!--endemo--></b>
<span style='color:DarkKhaki'>"What's happened to him? He's been bloody well shot, hasn't he!" *Colin stops dragging Anthony* "He needs medical attention ASAP... Can I trust you to look after him? I need to go get some money, and please, do you have some paper? I need to leave him a note." *Colin then turns his back on the woman and pretends to ensure the bandage is tight whilst removing all of Anthony's weapons*</span>
<b>I imagine the paramedics would remove his weapons anyway, and this way I know they're safe. Although Colin's turned into something like a limping armoury.
And for the last time, it was a mistake dammit! Just a simple, honest mistake! <!--emo&:angry:--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html//emoticons/mad.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='mad.gif' /><!--endemo--> Bloody hell... Colin's not like that, he only kills when he's paid to do so, or in self defense <!--emo&;)--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html//emoticons/wink.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='wink.gif' /><!--endemo-->.</b>
<span style='color:Teal'>*As Adrian mentions how unsafe it would be walking around like they are he reaches into his coat pocket with his pistol and rearms the laser sight and turns off the safety before quickening his pace slightly.* "You have a point my good friend, let's get moving... And you're the only person to ever say I could dance well, and probably will be the last... Hmm, how much farther is it to the metro by the way? Trying to remember, but I was running so fast from the bombs I couldn't keep track of the time..."</span>
<b>Force of habit, last time Xect said my character saw everything going black, he'd taken an armour-piercing round to the neck. <!--emo&::asrifle::--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html//emoticons/asrifle.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='asrifle.gif' /><!--endemo--> Watch your fire next time, Ed!</b>
<i>Bill - The woman looks horrified at the thought of being left alone with an unconscious guy with a gunshot wound. Wether she's too scared to talk, or just accepts, you don't know.
Khaim, Terran - You arrive at the station, an old and deserted place. The viewscreen shows 5 minutes untill the next train towards the central city leaves, and 10 minutes before a train leaves the other way.</i>
<span style='color:DarkKhaki'>*Colin finishes conceling Anthony's weapons, and turns around.* *"Hey... Hello?" Colin attempts to attract her attention* "A fire fight broke out in the bar we were in, I think it was gang related but, anyway he had the misfortune to be hit in the chest. I caught one in the leg, but I don't have time to bleed right now."</span>
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"Yeah, I could get a nice job and all, maybe even make more money that way, but where's the fun in that? Why not go around and almost get yourself killed and have fun doing it instead?"
*He grins evilly and continues walking, pulling his coat up and counting the money and bills in his pockets.*
"I wonder just how much that guy gave us..."</span>
<span style='color:chocolate'>
"I'm sorry?" Wyzak questions, looking up at Sarlax to give him a strange look. "What is you're problem? I was just spacing out". Shaking his head at Sarlax's behaviour, Wyzak continues. "If you really must know, someone got killed in the metro. Made a bloody mess too."
'Well at least I got him to volunteer that information'
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"Gotcha"</span>
Svetlana sighed – it had been a long and restless night with little sleep. After a day of heavy bombing the explosions had ceased late the previous evening. Accustomed to the bombs that exploded with a regularity that almost represented the heartbeat of the city, the silence became deafening. It’s ironic, she thought, that the very objects threatening my life are also the same ones that have come to represent normalcy and a sense of safety. The idea brought a cynical smile to her face as she stepped of the train onto the platform of Drznach Station.
The station was strangely empty. Even though there were not many people here usually, the particularly desolate atmosphere this morning was unsettling. Svetlana shivered and pulled her coat more tightly around her. She sat down on a bench as her previous train pulled noisily out of the station and wondered how she would survive another day of lectures on barely any sleep. As the howling of the wind died down the sound of voices drifted through from a nearby stairwell. Looking at her watch she realised that she was fifteen minutes early for her next train. I may as well see what’s going on up there, she thought as she trudged wearily up the stairs, it’s better than waiting here alone.
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<span style='color:PaleGreen'>
<b><u>Svetlana Kabaeva</u></b>
<b>Age</b>: 25
<b>Gender</b>: Female
<b>Appearance</b>: 5’6”, slender build, long chestnut-brown hair, and golden-brown eyes
<b>Background</b>: Born and educated in Russia, Svetlana’s family fled to Poland several years ago to escape the fighting and political unrest that had erupted in their home-town of St. Petersburg. A science graduate majoring in computer science and information technology, Svetlana had worked for several years in this field prior to the move. As she become increasing disillusioned and resentful of the international warfare that had turned her life upside-down she quit her job and re-entered university to study medicine in the hope that she could make a difference in her own futile way.
<b>Skills</b>:<ul><li>World Knowledge - 10</li><li>Physical Fitness - 0</li><li>Charisma - 10</li><li>Dexterity - 10</li><li>Technology - 25</li><li>Medical Knowledge - 15</li><li>Weapon Usage - 0</li></ul><b>Items</b>: Medical kit (+5), personal handheld computer (+15)
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1 full hacker, me
1 full medic, parhelion
1 theif/gunman, sparks
1 full gunman, bill
1 gunman/fighter, darkness
1 hacker/medic, solan
1 diplomat/rincewind, terran
1 rebel/gunman, zerobyte
Pretty rounded group if you ask me.</b>
<span style='color:orange'>*Estella notices that the man is not as innocent as he pretends to be, but decides to let it pass. There seems to be some bad blood between Wyzak and this man, and now is not the time to get some spilt on her.*
“Well, yeah, that’s all I know too. I was kinda hoping that someone else knew more about the situation.”
*She sees a girl walking slowly up the railway stairwell, and frowns in thought.*
“Hey, aren’t you...um...Svetlana? You’re in third year, aren’t you? We must have met before at some of the combined-year lectures. You picked a very good time to drop in.”</span>
<b>You forgot to add KIA.
<span style='color:red'>"That...b@stard."
*And with those final words, the human races youngest mercenary, who had been fighting for his life since he was twelve, dies from trying to use a technique that he had only used once to kill the guards*</span>
Well, maybe I'll start my own RP now. Not saying that angrily, I didn't think it'd work anyway.</b>
Edit: I'm better than I remember...</b>
Darkness, you're not completely K.I.A. yet. I admit that your chances aren't that great, but it's still possible <!--emo&:)--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html//emoticons/smile.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='smile.gif' /><!--endemo--></b>
<i>Khaim - Walking along the road, you count your money (risky, but whatever <!--emo&;)--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html//emoticons/wink.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='wink.gif' /><!--endemo--> ). In total, there's 55.000$, the first five thousand of them came from Petro.
Bill - It doesn't even seem like he has time to find out what's happening. He drops to teh floor as you pump him full of lead.</i>
"I need some earplugs... That was bloody loud."</span>
"Sweet!"
*He finishes his little dance and goes back to walking beside Adrian again towards the Metro while talking quietly under his breath to Adrian.*
"Hey, 55 grand total for all of that Adrian... Pretty good eh? ...And you didn't see that little happy dance either."</span>
"...SNAFU..."
*Colin tucks Anthony's pistols into his pocket and starts dragging Adrian*
"Dammit... Where's the nearest hospital?"</span>
<span style='color:DarkKhaki'>*Colin drags Anthony out of the bar and start heading towards Joey's, looking for someone to ask for directions to the nearest hospital or doctor's surgery.*</span>
<b>Why do there have to be two charaters with the same initial? Could seriously confuse someone <!--emo&:p--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html//emoticons/tounge.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='tounge.gif' /><!--endemo--> </b>
<b>Now you mention it i am kinda like a thief. Also Darkness and Bill your characters owe my character alot of credit seeing how i gunned down some guys for you and a car.</b>
<span style='color:violet'>
Loaction: Metro station
Sarlex looked at the woman walking from the metro station.
'So she is one of the little rebels then ? Why else would she be down there ?'
He then heard Estella talk about how they have met before.
'Wait these two are the other Polish rebels i was meant to kill ? Hmm seeing how you wasted that guy back there and now his gang is after you, prehaps you should <i>use</i> some of these people for protection? Protection for me, HAH ! Sarlex what did your Dad tell you when these things happens? ...... He, he, he....'
A small tear came to his eyes, he immediately wiped it away hoping no one noticed.
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<i>Bill - You find a woman walking down the sidewalk in front of the bar. When you approach, she spots Anthony's body, then goes completely pale: "Oh my, what happened to him? That's horrible. We need to get an ambulance". She then grabs here cell-phone and begins entering the emergency numbers.</i>
*Adrian snaps around quickly, mutter in a low but and raspy voice barely suppressed but still so*
"Holy! Fifty five grand? And that was just <i>one</i> job! You could really go places man. But if you like it with the guns and adrenaline, I'd suppose. Just don't get yourself killed. People like you are one of a kind."
*He then looks around once more, seeing all of the odd looks. He then whispers quickly to Raziel*
"Man, that wasn't too smart. Think we're going to wanna get to out of this immediate area fast. I doubt the worst characters around would pass up a chance to get 55K in cash."
*After further thoughts, his hand reaches down to his holster and flicks the safety off patiently, avoiding noise*
"That dance was also rather impressive. A man of many traits, eh <!--emo&:p--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html//emoticons/tounge.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='tounge.gif' /><!--endemo-->."
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<b>Eep. Bill is out for my head. I sure do hope we don't meet alone in a dark alley <!--emo&:0--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html//emoticons/wow.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='wow.gif' /><!--endemo--></b>
*Colin stops dragging Anthony*
"He needs medical attention ASAP... Can I trust you to look after him? I need to go get some money, and please, do you have some paper? I need to leave him a note."
*Colin then turns his back on the woman and pretends to ensure the bandage is tight whilst removing all of Anthony's weapons*</span>
<b>I imagine the paramedics would remove his weapons anyway, and this way I know they're safe. Although Colin's turned into something like a limping armoury.
And for the last time, it was a mistake dammit! Just a simple, honest mistake! <!--emo&:angry:--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html//emoticons/mad.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='mad.gif' /><!--endemo-->
Bloody hell... Colin's not like that, he only kills when he's paid to do so, or in self defense <!--emo&;)--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html//emoticons/wink.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='wink.gif' /><!--endemo-->.</b>
"You have a point my good friend, let's get moving... And you're the only person to ever say I could dance well, and probably will be the last... Hmm, how much farther is it to the metro by the way? Trying to remember, but I was running so fast from the bombs I couldn't keep track of the time..."</span>
<i>Bill - The woman looks horrified at the thought of being left alone with an unconscious guy with a gunshot wound. Wether she's too scared to talk, or just accepts, you don't know.
Khaim, Terran - You arrive at the station, an old and deserted place. The viewscreen shows 5 minutes untill the next train towards the central city leaves, and 10 minutes before a train leaves the other way.</i>
*"Hey... Hello?" Colin attempts to attract her attention*
"A fire fight broke out in the bar we were in, I think it was gang related but, anyway he had the misfortune to be hit in the chest. I caught one in the leg, but I don't have time to bleed right now."</span>