<span style='color:white'> *Ed looks over at Darkness* "We're gonna be back later! you can get it when a 90 ton PMSing rhino isnt breathing down your neck! " *notices Darkness isnt stopping* "Fine then, can you grab the remnants of Charlie's Revolver that's all of 2 feet from your sig?"</span>
<b><span style='color:orange'>*Wonders if retreat is going to take place or not so they can live to fight another day*
*Slaps helmet again in yet another attempt to re-establish communication with the commander*
"Guys, is there any possible way that our commander died inside the chair from some sort of collassion?" (yes I know this isn't possible in the game, but yea)</span></b>
<span style='color:red'>"What I wouldn't give for real shotgun right now." *Holster revolver and places boot knife in belt sheif* *looks at my other knife still in the onos's side* *Pulls out cigar, and lights it* *as the rest of the marines aproach on there retreat* "Nice to see yall decided to join the retreat, now if someone will slap Karma awake we can get out of here before our suicidal distraction finishes his job." *Pulls out lmg as he joins the retreating masses* "Don't think even this thing could miss that barn, fat lot a good it'll do."</span>
<b>You have no idea how much i wish one of you had a tsa shottie</b>
<span style='color:red'><i>"Conserve your ammo everyone! We're going to have to rely on our God given wits to beat these SOBs. Technology has temporarily failed us." *Looks around the scene of destruction. Karma in the corner, Dark crawling out into harms way.* "Hmm, I guess our wits have too." "Yeah, you see, my father gave me this shotgun and all... but I hated him...." *Shouts at Karma as the rest of the team slowly retreats* "Wake up you Bass Turd! Are you freaking narcoleptic?" </span></i>
<i>Behind you, a loud crunsh echoes towards you in the corridor. The onos hits darkness, who flies across the room in your direction, where he's now lying, completely motion-less. The onos is slowly walking towards him.</i>
<span style='font-family:Courier'><span style='color:green'>"Oh, ****! DARK! KARMA! **** **** ****! Come on everyone, MOVE!" *begins half-running, half-stumbling towards the phase, drawing breath in ragged gasps*</span></span> <b>Sorry if I seemed rude, xzilen, but if you'd read the previous posts you'd've seen that the commander never dropped any equipment save our welder. I'm back from my little trip too, so rock on <!--emo&::asrifle::--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/asrifle.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='asrifle.gif'><!--endemo--> <!--emo&:D--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/biggrin.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='biggrin.gif'><!--endemo--> <!--emo&:D--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/biggrin.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='biggrin.gif'><!--endemo--> </b>
<span style='color:orange'>*eyes stuck open, entire body in extreme pain, room spinning, health readout is down to 1* "[thinking] Guess I will have to come back for it.[/thinking]"</span> Can someone get me out of here?
<span style='color:blue'> *stands there, holding the makeshift stretcher* "Oh...great. It looks like if we're gonna pull out with everyone...we'll need another stretcher. Darkness probably has quite a few broken thins. And then someone will probably have to carry Karma out. That makes for 3 less men who can shoot..." *ponders* "I think somebody pulled the plug on the air supply into the Comm Chair. Poor **** died I'd say. Haven't heard from him for like...hours now." </span>
<span style='color:blue'> "ARG! Put him down, Penguin! And find somebody to help you carry a stretcher! Carrying him around like that after an onos just kicked him across the room isn't exactly good." *gestures over to the pile of shelves* "Just grab one of those, lay Darkness down on it, then carry him off!" </span>
<!--QuoteBegin--Night Shade+Jul 19 2003, 05:46 AM--></span><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> (Night Shade @ Jul 19 2003, 05:46 AM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin--> <span style='font-family:Courier'><span style='color:green'>"Oh, ****! DARK! KARMA! **** **** ****! Come on everyone, MOVE!" *begins half-running, half-stumbling towards the phase, drawing breath in ragged gasps*</span></span> <b>Sorry if I seemed rude, xzilen, but if you'd read the previous posts you'd've seen that the commander never dropped any equipment save our welder. I'm back from my little trip too, so rock on <!--emo&::asrifle::--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/asrifle.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='asrifle.gif'><!--endemo--> <!--emo&:D--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/biggrin.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='biggrin.gif'><!--endemo--> <!--emo&:D--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/biggrin.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='biggrin.gif'><!--endemo--> </b> <!--QuoteEnd--> </td></tr></table><span class='postcolor'> <!--QuoteEEnd--> (I was quite rude in my response as well, and sorry, I understand your point, but that is a HELL of a lot of reading to catch up on :-\)
<b>It's all good, xzilen. I've been following this one since it started (should've joined in then too <!--emo&:)--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/smile.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='smile.gif'><!--endemo--> )</b> <span style='font-family:Courier'><span style='color:green'>*Stops and looks around, torn between saving his own hide and helping with Darkness* "...****. Alright, let's get his sorry hide onto a stretcher and GET the HELL OUT of here!" *grabs one of the fallen shelves and drags it over to Penguin* "Jesus Christ on a pogo stick, put him down! Gently! You're gonna kill him carrying him like that!"</span></span>
<b>Hey! Now we know what <a href='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/index.php?act=ST&f=19&t=37406&hl=' target='_blank'>Ed's gun looks like!</a> Nice work there Crab <!--emo&:)--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/smile.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='smile.gif'><!--endemo--></b>
<b><span style='color:orange'>"Bah, you've seen more action than I have, and I still have my basic first aid training fresh from boot camp in my mind, why don't you lay down the covering fire, you could probably do more good than I could Nightshade"
*Moves to take Nightshades spot on holding the stretcher*
<span style='font-family:Courier'><span style='color:green'>"I can't handle the recoil with this broken rib, Xzilen. Thanks, but I'll be more use on the end of a stretcher than the end of a gun. Thanks for the offer tho. Let's move!" *starts to move off with the stretcher* "By the way, what's basic first aid like these days? Back when I took it it was little more than 'here's where the medpack goes' - which is why I trained as a field medic, not as a marine. Learned a heck of a lot more than in basic first aid, too - like anatomy, field surgery, how to fix broken bones, you know."</span></span>
<b><span style='color:orange'>"Ah, perhaps I should have looked over your uniform then Sir. In the heat of things, I kind of haven't found the time. General first aid has just evolved into how to treat acid burns, remove spikes etc, stuff I don't know for sure that they went through when you had your training... No offense to your age or anything, sir"
*Lifts LMG back up to fire off short controlled bursts from one of his few remaining clips*
"How are you on Pistol ammo, if anything, you may need some in case we get to close quarters, don't want you on empty now, do we Night?" </span></b>
<span style='font-family:Courier'><span style='color:green'>"I'm all out of both types of ammo. You keep yours - I can't handle a gun right now anyway. And stop calling me 'Sir', I'm only PFC. I got bumped after graduating field med top of the class. Besides, you think the Kharaa make a big deal of this extra pip?" *winks*</span></span> <b>Xect, that OK?</b> <span style='font-family:Courier'><span style='color:green'>"I'll get some more ammo from the armory at base. At least they finally made basic first aid useful." *hears the familiar hum of a phase* "Finally. We may just get out of here alive."</span></span>
[B][COLOR=orange]"Excellent! Um... Where does this lead to anyways? I have no clue on our tactical situation, I was only sent here to reinforce in a hurry with directions that the Commander on duty here was supposed to fill me in on... Speaking of which... where is our comm, I haven't heard from him in a while"
<i>As you move along, the heavy door behind you falls down, with a huge SLAM!, mere inches from night shade, who's holding the rear part of the stretcher. Seconds after, the HUD starts flashing: "No Commander".</i>
<span style='color:white'> "I think your com is trying to meet up with us, but its a pain to walk all the way fom mess-" *remembers phase* "or he could be teleporting in, or somthing..." *looks at the fellow wounded* "this is horrible, half your team is down, and for some reason, all the emergency first aid stations in this corridor are no where yo be fou--" *Ed spots a peice of white metal through the infestation, partially covered* "Speak of the devil!"</span>
<span style='color:blue'> "Oh, how handy. So, does it have enough juice in it to heal both you and Darkness, or what?" *looks at the door* *blows a kiss at the door* "Thank you, God. That should keep that big oaf out of here." *looks at the PG* "I don't know, I think we're gonna want someone to scout through the PG. Commander might have just gotten totaled. <!--emo&???--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/confused.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='confused.gif'><!--endemo--> Anyone here volunteer to scout through the PG? If not, I'll go." </span> <b>I take it looks like one of the med-stations in Half-Life right?</b>
<b>Sure sure. Guess it works kind of like medkits. I was starting to get worried about how you'd go on when the number of wounded exceeded the number of healthy anyway. Not a stupid idea headcrab <!--emo&:)--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/smile.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='smile.gif'><!--endemo--> </b>
<span style='font-family:Courier'><span style='color:green'>"Yaah! Damn, that door nearly squashed me! Well, at least we're safe." *looks around, thinking* "I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but didn't those fades walk right through the hive door? What's to stop them walking through this one?" *spots med-nano dispenser* "Bingo. Ed, you're a lifesaver. Let's put you two down and get some med nanos into you. On three:" *On the count, Xzilen and Night lower Darkness gently down next to the med dispenser, Night growing pale from the effort and pain* *Oog. I'm gonna need some of that too."</span></span>
* Spawns in from the IP, loads up on ammo picks up 3 medpacks lying in base and attaches them to his belt ,heads towards waypoint he received from HQ where Delta|cpt.Terran and the injured are. While walking down the corridor, he hears clanking noises behind, spins round and looks behind him.* " Hello ?" " Anybody there ?" *silence follows he carrys on heading towards his waypoint, still hearing the clanking noise behind getting ever closer. Finally reaches the room where Delta and the others is but the door is closed. " Darn, HEY ! OPEN UP !" *Hears a shreiking noise behind him and spins round seeing a dark object running towards him.* " LET ME IN PLEASE!" *<b> raises his gun and looks at the object approaching him.*</b>
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"We're gonna be back later! you can get it when a 90 ton PMSing rhino isnt breathing down your neck! "
*notices Darkness isnt stopping* "Fine then, can you grab the remnants of Charlie's Revolver that's all of 2 feet from your sig?"</span>
*Slaps helmet again in yet another attempt to re-establish communication with the commander*
"Guys, is there any possible way that our commander died inside the chair from some sort of collassion?" (yes I know this isn't possible in the game, but yea)</span></b>
*Holster revolver and places boot knife in belt sheif*
*looks at my other knife still in the onos's side*
*Pulls out cigar, and lights it*
*as the rest of the marines aproach on there retreat*
"Nice to see yall decided to join the retreat, now if someone will slap Karma awake we can get out of here before our suicidal distraction finishes his job."
*Pulls out lmg as he joins the retreating masses*
"Don't think even this thing could miss that barn, fat lot a good it'll do."</span>
<b>You have no idea how much i wish one of you had a tsa shottie</b>
<span style='color:red'><i>"Conserve your ammo everyone! We're going to have to rely on our God given wits to beat these SOBs. Technology has temporarily failed us."
*Looks around the scene of destruction. Karma in the corner, Dark crawling out into harms way.*
"Hmm, I guess our wits have too."
"Yeah, you see, my father gave me this shotgun and all... but I hated him...."
*Shouts at Karma as the rest of the team slowly retreats*
"Wake up you Bass Turd! Are you freaking narcoleptic?"
</span></i>
*begins half-running, half-stumbling towards the phase, drawing breath in ragged gasps*</span></span>
<b>Sorry if I seemed rude, xzilen, but if you'd read the previous posts you'd've seen that the commander never dropped any equipment save our welder.
I'm back from my little trip too, so rock on <!--emo&::asrifle::--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/asrifle.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='asrifle.gif'><!--endemo--> <!--emo&:D--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/biggrin.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='biggrin.gif'><!--endemo--> <!--emo&:D--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/biggrin.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='biggrin.gif'><!--endemo--> </b>
"[thinking] Guess I will have to come back for it.[/thinking]"</span>
Can someone get me out of here?
*stands there, holding the makeshift stretcher*
"Oh...great. It looks like if we're gonna pull out with everyone...we'll need another stretcher. Darkness probably has quite a few broken thins. And then someone will probably have to carry Karma out. That makes for 3 less men who can shoot..."
*ponders*
"I think somebody pulled the plug on the air supply into the Comm Chair. Poor **** died I'd say. Haven't heard from him for like...hours now."
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<span style='font-family:Courier'><span style='font-size:14pt;line-height:100%'><span style='color:blue'>*slaps karma*
"Guys, help me drag him out of here!"
*grabs karma's feet and starts pulling*</span></span></span>
*sees onos slowly picking up speed*
*starts sprinting*
"Cover me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"</b></span>
<b>we will seriously need a miracle to get through this.</b>
"ARG! Put him down, Penguin! And find somebody to help you carry a stretcher! Carrying him around like that after an onos just kicked him across the room isn't exactly good."
*gestures over to the pile of shelves*
"Just grab one of those, lay Darkness down on it, then carry him off!"
</span>
*begins half-running, half-stumbling towards the phase, drawing breath in ragged gasps*</span></span>
<b>Sorry if I seemed rude, xzilen, but if you'd read the previous posts you'd've seen that the commander never dropped any equipment save our welder.
I'm back from my little trip too, so rock on <!--emo&::asrifle::--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/asrifle.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='asrifle.gif'><!--endemo--> <!--emo&:D--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/biggrin.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='biggrin.gif'><!--endemo--> <!--emo&:D--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/biggrin.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='biggrin.gif'><!--endemo--> </b> <!--QuoteEnd--> </td></tr></table><span class='postcolor'> <!--QuoteEEnd-->
(I was quite rude in my response as well, and sorry, I understand your point, but that is a HELL of a lot of reading to catch up on :-\)
<span style='font-family:Courier'><span style='color:green'>*Stops and looks around, torn between saving his own hide and helping with Darkness*
"...****. Alright, let's get his sorry hide onto a stretcher and GET the HELL OUT of here!"
*grabs one of the fallen shelves and drags it over to Penguin*
"Jesus Christ on a pogo stick, put him down! Gently! You're gonna kill him carrying him like that!"</span></span>
*Moves to take Nightshades spot on holding the stretcher*
"Lets pull out!"</span></b>
*starts to move off with the stretcher*
"By the way, what's basic first aid like these days? Back when I took it it was little more than 'here's where the medpack goes' - which is why I trained as a field medic, not as a marine. Learned a heck of a lot more than in basic first aid, too - like anatomy, field surgery, how to fix broken bones, you know."</span></span>
*Lifts LMG back up to fire off short controlled bursts from one of his few remaining clips*
"How are you on Pistol ammo, if anything, you may need some in case we get to close quarters, don't want you on empty now, do we Night?"
</span></b>
<b>Xect, that OK?</b>
<span style='font-family:Courier'><span style='color:green'>"I'll get some more ammo from the armory at base. At least they finally made basic first aid useful."
*hears the familiar hum of a phase*
"Finally. We may just get out of here alive."</span></span>
*Shrugs*
"Shall I go first and sweep the perimiter?"
"I feel like I just got hit by a freight train."
*passes out*</span>
"Oh crap..."</span></b>
"Damn it! We gotta go back for the commander. We got to!"</span></b>
*remembers phase* "or he could be teleporting in, or somthing..."
*looks at the fellow wounded*
"this is horrible, half your team is down, and for some reason, all the emergency first aid stations in this corridor are no where yo be fou--"
*Ed spots a peice of white metal through the infestation, partially covered*
"Speak of the devil!"</span>
"Oh, how handy. So, does it have enough juice in it to heal both you and Darkness, or what?"
*looks at the door*
*blows a kiss at the door*
"Thank you, God. That should keep that big oaf out of here."
*looks at the PG*
"I don't know, I think we're gonna want someone to scout through the PG. Commander might have just gotten totaled. <!--emo&???--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/confused.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='confused.gif'><!--endemo--> Anyone here volunteer to scout through the PG? If not, I'll go."
</span>
<b>I take it looks like one of the med-stations in Half-Life right?</b>
*looks around, thinking*
"I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but didn't those fades walk right through the hive door? What's to stop them walking through this one?"
*spots med-nano dispenser*
"Bingo. Ed, you're a lifesaver. Let's put you two down and get some med nanos into you. On three:"
*On the count, Xzilen and Night lower Darkness gently down next to the med dispenser, Night growing pale from the effort and pain*
*Oog. I'm gonna need some of that too."</span></span>
" Hello ?"
" Anybody there ?"
*silence follows he carrys on heading towards his waypoint, still hearing the clanking noise behind getting ever closer. Finally reaches the room where Delta and the others is but the door is closed.
" Darn, HEY ! OPEN UP !" *Hears a shreiking noise behind him and spins round seeing a dark object running towards him.*
" LET ME IN PLEASE!" *<b> raises his gun and looks at the object approaching him.*</b>