<span style='font-size:14pt;line-height:100%'><span style='color:blue'><span style='font-family:Courier'>*checks to make sure he is still intact*</span></span></span>
<b>They stole the probability thing straight from The Hitch Hicker's Gude to the Galaxy</b>
<span style='color:yellow'><b>*switches the saftey on and meditates to focus my mind*</b> </span> <b> no, actually, the Heart of Gold in The Hitch Hicker's Gude works differently. It produces an infinate amount of improbability, passing you through every point in the galixy instentaniously and depositing you where you want to be. Its more like my munchousin in that improbible things can happen. The phase gate just makes a tunnel through (i think its 7th, but I'm not clear on my multidemensional mathmatics) a higher demension and makes you perform a quantum leap through the tunnel, more or less. The probibility thing is just a way to describe quantum leaps without going into quantum threory.</b>
QuaunautThe longest seven days in history...Join Date: 2003-03-21Member: 14759Members, Constellation, Reinforced - Shadow
<b>Sorry I was gone boys. I'm glad to be back, and I'm with ya. Driver's ed took time...sorry. Well, here we go again</b>
<span style='color:gray'><span style='font-family:Arial'>*steps off the IP, looking around. He checks the room for anything that may need fixing, software wise. Well, there was a lot wrong- but nothing he could fix. He turned the safety off on his LMG, and stands next to 434*
"Damn...I got a feeling I'm still in Kansas...but...gonna be under it soon..."
<span style='color:white'> "Your kidding me, I was e-mailed down to a rustbucket like this?! I coul have made it to Ferrin and caught up in ten minutes!" *Ed sits down on one of the seats, and then begins checking Wynona, cracking open the frame and checking the clip, he closes it and starts loading another clip.*</span>
<span style='color:gray'><span style='font-family:Courier'>*I phase in unaffected, I try to speak but my cheeks are swollen and wraped with gauze* "isshhthm thigh ah mighter" *My tounge is purple and slightly sticking out of my mouth* <!--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>Xect, I think I said that I wouldn't be allowed to bring the katana with me. Story is, the TSA let me bring it onto the station as long as I didn't take it on a mission with me, that sound plausable?</b>
<span style='color:orange'>"I think the reason why they phased us into this rust-bucket is because there aren't any IPs or Phase Gates in the mission area." *looks at the people who were scared about phasing* "See, it's not so bad. What's really bad, if you're prone to motion sickness, is phasing in on an IP, and then jumping through a Phase Gate that'll take you halfway across the ship. Remember Night." *sees Paper* "WHOA!!! What the hell happened to you? And what did you say before? Can I get a translator over here?</span>
<span style='font-size:14pt;line-height:100%'><span style='color:blue'><span style='font-family:Courier'>"im not sure exatly what he said, but it sounded something like 'isshhthm thigh ah mighter. I dont know if that helps."</span></span></span>
<span style='font-family:Courier'><span style='color:green'>*looks up from the contents of his med kit at Dark* "Huh? What?" *notices paper's face* "What on earth have you done to yourself?"</span></span>
<span style='color:purple'><b> *Gasps when he sees Dark tongue.* " Oh my, i hate IPs." *Rummages around in rucksack. Pulls out a blue coloured leaf, crunches it up and puts it on Paper tongue.* " This should reduce the swelling, if that is the case."</b></span>
<span style='color:gray'><u>*falls down to the floor* "Damn, I hate IPs. I always fall down" *gets up and sits down. takes out bag and checks that everything is here* "Hum.... Vodka, wires, clips, yeah..... uhu...... all here!" *notices Paper* "What the hell happened to you?! Hope 343 can fiz you up. He's got some good natural medicines" *sits down, and closes eyes* "A good ol' nap will do me good"</u></span>
<i>The ship connects to the cruiser and opens the docking door, letting you into a cold and clean-looking hall. The walls are shining metal plates, and the roof is 10 meters above you, the room is 50 by 30 meters. No pillars, nothing on the walls. This place seems to have served two functions, one is to allow temporary storage of goods about to be loaded on different ships (There's still crates stacked in the far corner of the room, in sort of a "quarter of a pyramid" shape, with broad layers of 1m^3 boxes in the bottom, and only one in the top, right under the roof in the corner. The other function must've been to impress the ones that arrived on the ship to trade, since the shinyness of the room must clearly have taken daily effort to maintain. Upon further inspection, you notice that the floor is not quite as sparkling as the rest of the hall. It was fine, but now there's random spots of dark, red, dry blood on it, and a clear dirty look from battle.</i>
<b><span style='color:white'>*grabs an LMG on the dropship and pushes the CC into the hall. Positions CC in an empty corner.*
"Ok, would anyone mind if I do the commanding again? Don't like having a loss on my conscience".</b></span>
<span style='color:green'>"No objections here, the chair's yours. Besides, I'd rather see my enemies at eye level." *slams a fresh magazine into his modified LMG, giving the once-over on his equipment harness and steps through the airlock into the hall* <i>Nanogrid interface online. Communications module activated</i> "Mic check, mic check." *pecks a string on his wristcomp, relaying a "woot" text-message to the squad* "You guys see that okay?" *stretches his shoulders and readies his weapon* "Ready when you are."</span>
<span style='color:purple'>*Turns the safety off on his weapons and slowly walks into the room, noticing the text-message as he does so* "Yeah got the message jaeger, woot eh? Oh, and yeah fine by me too if you're the comm xect, isn't it your job or something anyway?" *rests against a wall, with one hand on his LMG in case anything shows up that's 'un-friendly'* </span>
<span style='font-family:Courier'><span style='color:green'>*chuckles at Boggles's comment* "Now <i>that's</i> irony. Get in the big chair, xect, you're the best comm I've seen in a while." *shoulders LMG, tossing away the wrapper on his last ration bar* "Jaeger, your mike's distorting a little, but other than that I read you fine." *taps headset* "How's this?"</span></span>
<span style='color:yellow'><b> "acknowledged com" [cheacks for vents and other suprises. tries to get a 'feel' on the place] *moves up to the boxes, covers the main entrance. *</b> </span>
<span style='color:orange'>"Get off of me Sparks, it's Paper you should be fixing, not me!" *shoves 343 towards paper, stands around, LMG at the ready* "Awaiting orders, Commander."</span>
<span style='color:gray'><span style='font-family:Courier'>*Retreives notepad from back pocket and scribbles down a few words, holding it up for everyone to see*
<span style='font-size:14pt;line-height:100%'>"I was attacked by a spider in my bunk :( "</span>
*leans against a nearby crate opening a bag of skittles while carefully watching the exits*</span></span>
<span style='font-family:Courier'><span style='color:green'>"Damn customs and quarantine sleeping on the job again." *hops up on a crate and crouches down, carefully watching for movement*</span></span>
<span style='color:white'> *Ed enters the shiny ocrridor* "Man, the crew of this ship gotta be Monkish, I can see myself in the fricken bulkhead." *Ed folds down Wynona's stock, Flips a switch then the tinny voice pipes over onboard the speaker "Fusion Assisted Matter Acclerator Prototype 9.0 activated, NyJack lockout plugin detected. Saftey disengaged, Burst fire mode selected." Ed takes a position opposite of Dea, also covering the main corridor</span>
QuaunautThe longest seven days in history...Join Date: 2003-03-21Member: 14759Members, Constellation, Reinforced - Shadow
<span style='font-family:Arial'><span style='color:gray'>*Seems to be the only one caring about the fact their on a infested station*
"Area clear. Wait-...yes, area definately clear. Seems this place has a few plumbing problems, but other than that, its fine. No sign of infested ground anywhere. Nano-network working fine..."
*He takes out his accuracy-modded standard pistol and pulled back the hammer, letting it back into place a second later. He aims it at a wall, and puts a shot out, ensuring that its working. He takes the clip out, shoves a bullet from his pack in it, and makes sure his second pack still has 5 packs in it, which it does. Checks the third for pistol clips- 3. He's full up. Looks around, ignoring the others*</span></span>
<span style='font-size:14pt;line-height:100%'><span style='color:blue'><span style='font-family:Courier'>*holsters LMG and clambers up to the top of the box pyramid. Pulls out pistol and covers the main entrance*
<b><span style='color:yellow'>[No vents in this room, but you find a resource node by the boxes]</span>
Commanding is not a fixed job you know, commanders are picked on the spot to allow for dynamic tactics.
<span style='color:white'>*steps into chair*
"time to get this show rolling. With such a big and shiny room, we gotta have some turrets to cover our butts. Wonderfull line of fire, no obstructions <!--emo&:D--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/biggrin.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='biggrin.gif'><!--endemo-->"
*creates templates for two infantry portals in the middle of the room in an angle where they aren't directly in front of any doors, a resource tower on the node and a turret factory by the infantry portals.*</b></span>
<span style='font-family:Courier'><span style='color:green'>"Got it." *Hops down from the crate, still sweeping the entrances with his LMG, moves over to the res node, and starts building*</span></span>
<span style='color:purple'>"Now how was this done in training..." *places a hand over the ip and looks almost suprised when the nanomachines start building the structures* "Looks like I still remember some of the stuff they taught us, always thought it was better learning things on you're own."</span>
<b>true, comming is fluid. but isn't it best up to the dm? cause it doesnt make sense for the comm to have to wait for the dm to say what works. and no one wants to take either from you, unless you croak <!--emo&:p--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/tounge.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='tounge.gif'><!--endemo--> </b> <span style='color:yellow'><b>"k. ed, cover my six" *builds tf, keeps an eye on door in case ed gets in trouble*</b> </span>
<b>DM is simple saying what happen. If i was comm, i could say "OMG RELOCATE TO HOLOROOM", everyone would rush off and the DM would say "they all get eaten by two skulks. gg."
<span style='font-family:Courier'><span style='font-size:14pt;line-height:100%'><span style='color:blue'>"one of ya might want to build those IPs."</span></span></span></b>
<span style='color:yellow'><b> "khaim's on the ip's"</b> </span> <b>yes, i know. im just saying its easyer to have the dm comm, so one of us doesnt have to worry about resorce counts, map positions, etc. that way we dont all show up at holoroom and get a message from the com "uh, guys... exact just pmmed me. i guess i built tooo much in base, cause im out of res. and btw, two fades just took out our infintry portals and all our turrents"</b>
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<b>They stole the probability thing straight from The Hitch Hicker's Gude to the Galaxy</b>
<b> no, actually, the Heart of Gold in The Hitch Hicker's Gude works differently. It produces an infinate amount of improbability, passing you through every point in the galixy instentaniously and depositing you where you want to be. Its more like my munchousin in that improbible things can happen. The phase gate just makes a tunnel through (i think its 7th, but I'm not clear on my multidemensional mathmatics) a higher demension and makes you perform a quantum leap through the tunnel, more or less. The probibility thing is just a way to describe quantum leaps without going into quantum threory.</b>
" Am i missing any parts?"
*Checks him then his ruck sack and combat vest.*
" We will get guns right i didn't get any."
*Starts worrying.*
</b></span>
<span style='color:gray'><span style='font-family:Arial'>*steps off the IP, looking around. He checks the room for anything that may need fixing, software wise. Well, there was a lot wrong- but nothing he could fix. He turned the safety off on his LMG, and stands next to 434*
"Damn...I got a feeling I'm still in Kansas...but...gonna be under it soon..."
*shudders at his own comment*</span></span>
"isshhthm thigh ah mighter"
*My tounge is purple and slightly sticking out of my mouth* <!--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>Sorry woulden't let me log in</b>
<span style='color:orange'>"I think the reason why they phased us into this rust-bucket is because there aren't any IPs or Phase Gates in the mission area."
*looks at the people who were scared about phasing*
"See, it's not so bad. What's really bad, if you're prone to motion sickness, is phasing in on an IP, and then jumping through a Phase Gate that'll take you halfway across the ship. Remember Night."
*sees Paper*
"WHOA!!! What the hell happened to you? And what did you say before? Can I get a translator over here?</span>
"Huh? What?"
*notices paper's face*
"What on earth have you done to yourself?"</span></span>
*Gasps when he sees Dark tongue.*
" Oh my, i hate IPs."
*Rummages around in rucksack. Pulls out a blue coloured leaf, crunches it up and puts it on Paper tongue.*
" This should reduce the swelling, if that is the case."</b></span>
"Damn, I hate IPs. I always fall down"
*gets up and sits down. takes out bag and checks that everything is here*
"Hum.... Vodka, wires, clips, yeah..... uhu...... all here!"
*notices Paper*
"What the hell happened to you?! Hope 343 can fiz you up. He's got some good natural medicines"
*sits down, and closes eyes*
"A good ol' nap will do me good"</u></span>
<i>The ship connects to the cruiser and opens the docking door, letting you into a cold and clean-looking hall. The walls are shining metal plates, and the roof is 10 meters above you, the room is 50 by 30 meters. No pillars, nothing on the walls. This place seems to have served two functions, one is to allow temporary storage of goods about to be loaded on different ships (There's still crates stacked in the far corner of the room, in sort of a "quarter of a pyramid" shape, with broad layers of 1m^3 boxes in the bottom, and only one in the top, right under the roof in the corner. The other function must've been to impress the ones that arrived on the ship to trade, since the shinyness of the room must clearly have taken daily effort to maintain. Upon further inspection, you notice that the floor is not quite as sparkling as the rest of the hall. It was fine, but now there's random spots of dark, red, dry blood on it, and a clear dirty look from battle.</i>
<b><span style='color:white'>*grabs an LMG on the dropship and pushes the CC into the hall. Positions CC in an empty corner.*
"Ok, would anyone mind if I do the commanding again? Don't like having a loss on my conscience".</b></span>
*slams a fresh magazine into his modified LMG, giving the once-over on his equipment harness and steps through the airlock into the hall*
<i>Nanogrid interface online. Communications module activated</i>
"Mic check, mic check."
*pecks a string on his wristcomp, relaying a "woot" text-message to the squad*
"You guys see that okay?"
*stretches his shoulders and readies his weapon*
"Ready when you are."</span>
"Yeah got the message jaeger, woot eh? Oh, and yeah fine by me too if you're the comm xect, isn't it your job or something anyway?"
*rests against a wall, with one hand on his LMG in case anything shows up that's 'un-friendly'*
</span>
*pulls stick of chewing gum from pocket*
"lets see how many of these i get through this time. My record is 13."
*puts gum in mouth and starts chewing*
"you smoke, i chew. Guess who gonna survive all their missions only to die of lung cancer."</span></span></span>
"Now <i>that's</i> irony. Get in the big chair, xect, you're the best comm I've seen in a while."
*shoulders LMG, tossing away the wrapper on his last ration bar*
"Jaeger, your mike's distorting a little, but other than that I read you fine." *taps headset* "How's this?"</span></span>
[cheacks for vents and other suprises. tries to get a 'feel' on the place]
*moves up to the boxes, covers the main entrance. *</b> </span>
*shoves 343 towards paper, stands around, LMG at the ready*
"Awaiting orders, Commander."</span>
<span style='font-size:14pt;line-height:100%'>"I was attacked by a spider in my bunk :( "</span>
*leans against a nearby crate opening a bag of skittles while carefully watching the exits*</span></span>
*hops up on a crate and crouches down, carefully watching for movement*</span></span>
"Area clear. Wait-...yes, area definately clear. Seems this place has a few plumbing problems, but other than that, its fine. No sign of infested ground anywhere. Nano-network working fine..."
*He takes out his accuracy-modded standard pistol and pulled back the hammer, letting it back into place a second later. He aims it at a wall, and puts a shot out, ensuring that its working. He takes the clip out, shoves a bullet from his pack in it, and makes sure his second pack still has 5 packs in it, which it does. Checks the third for pistol clips- 3. He's full up. Looks around, ignoring the others*</span></span>
"Guard Duty huh?"</span></span></span>
<b>yes, its the OP4 mis-quote game as well!</b>
Commanding is not a fixed job you know, commanders are picked on the spot to allow for dynamic tactics.
<span style='color:white'>*steps into chair*
"time to get this show rolling. With such a big and shiny room, we gotta have some turrets to cover our butts. Wonderfull line of fire, no obstructions <!--emo&:D--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/biggrin.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='biggrin.gif'><!--endemo-->"
*creates templates for two infantry portals in the middle of the room in an angle where they aren't directly in front of any doors, a resource tower on the node and a turret factory by the infantry portals.*</b></span>
*Hops down from the crate, still sweeping the entrances with his LMG, moves over to the res node, and starts building*</span></span>
*places a hand over the ip and looks almost suprised when the nanomachines start building the structures*
"Looks like I still remember some of the stuff they taught us, always thought it was better learning things on you're own."</span>
<span style='color:yellow'><b>"k. ed, cover my six"
*builds tf, keeps an eye on door in case ed gets in trouble*</b> </span>
<span style='font-family:Courier'><span style='font-size:14pt;line-height:100%'><span style='color:blue'>"one of ya might want to build those IPs."</span></span></span></b>
<b>yes, i know. im just saying its easyer to have the dm comm, so one of us doesnt have to worry about resorce counts, map positions, etc. that way we dont all show up at holoroom and get a message from the com "uh, guys... exact just pmmed me. i guess i built tooo much in base, cause im out of res. and btw, two fades just took out our infintry portals and all our turrents"</b>