<span style='color:gray'><u>*slice a piece of the Onos, removing only the meat underneath the heavy carpace* "Hey, Onos meat is a fine meat. I used to have it everytime I went on a mission." *gets some paper. Soak them with vodka and thorws a match at it, starting a fire* "Hope these weren't important documents" *puts a piece of the broken door on top of the fire, for a grill. Throws meat on metal door, and the meat begins to make a juicy sound* "If you guys want, you can get it. To bad we don't have beer....." *slices some more Onos meat and throws it there, carefully removing the armor, only getting the meat*</u></span>
<span style='color:green'>"They're trying to eat us, why not return the favor? Mind your step, by the way. Lots of brass on the floor." *walks over to the armory where he dropped his pistol, picks it up while giving it a once-over and returning it to its holster* "You have fun with that onos, I'll just open up another ration bar." *shoulders his LMG while unsheathing his knife* "...after I collect my prize." *puts on a worn leather glove from one of his lower pants' pockets, jams the knife into the onos' gums... or whatever they're called... and begins prying away at a stubborn tooth*</span>
<b><span style='font-family:Arial'><span style='color:0000CC'> *still building the prototype lab* "While you are at it Jaeger, get one for Spark. If he doesn't deserve it, no one does." *Looks around* "Uh, can I get a hand here?" </span></span></b>
<span style='color:white'> *Ed walks over, pulls the dart out, and suddenly remembers smothing.* "Spark, does your wonderdrug dissipate after cooking? Having a squad of napping Marines with bellies full of Onosteak is gonna get someone mad." *Ed has an idea, he jabs the dart back into the Onos, and reverses the power on the injector, removing some bacteria "Stew" from the Onos. "For the techmonkies back at the post, a long term experement with thre brew" </span>
<span style='color:green'>"I'll get souvenirs to go around for everybody, that is if this damn thing will ever come out." *continues prying away, using his knife as a pick and knocking it with the grip of his pistol to jam it further in the onos' mouth*</span>
<i><span style='font-family:Optima'><span style='color:orange'>*Walks over to pry one of the Onos horns out.* "Now look at this baby. I'm gonna send this one back home. Once I get it out."</span></span></i>
<span style='color:red'><span style='font-family:courier'> *sees the carnage of the aftermath* *walks over to the onos and kicks it on an impulse* *blood spurts out a bit from its multiple wounds onto my boots* "God damn..." *sees Jaeger fiddling with a tooth* "Mind if I help you in your quest for teeth?" *gets started on prying out an onos tooth by cutting away at the gums* </span></span>
<b>Meh, I wonder if PETA would give a damn about abusing imaginary animals...<!--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:00FF00'>Dude, no way in HELL am I eating anything that bleeds green and is composed mostly out of sentient bacteria wanting to kill me...
*I turn a pale shade of green, and decide to distract myself by checking for any unbuilt structures, and finishing em of. After I'm done I start spamming the need orders function on my headset.*</span>
<span style='color:yellow'><b>*grimances over the thought of eating onos* "well, if we're dissecting the corpse, could we turn the armor plates into a shield? like arts and crafts in survival camp <!--emo&:)--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/smile.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='smile.gif'><!--endemo-->." *imagines alien skin armor, and all the potential uses*</b> </span>
<span style='color:purple'>*Leans back against the wall nearby the broken door still waiting for a turret* "Meh.." *Tries to build one of the unbuilt res-towers with his foot, then realizing that it is not working places his hand over the structure* "Darn" *Finishes off the tower then leans back against the wall, holstering his weapons and pulls his visor over his eyes, taking the moment of peace to rest and relax while the others cut out the onos teeth.* "Wonder what we're going to have to do next..." *Continues to mumble and speak his thoughts out loud, thinking of wrighting a few new programs to lock and unlock the doors remotely.*</span>
<span style='color:orange'>*watches the 'barbeque'* "You guys are almost as crazy as Spin." <b>"Guys, I've got the permissions, although I had to beat a few scripts in a few lightcycle matches and disc duels, but I've got 'em!" *sees what's happening to the Onos* "I don't know why, but I'm not feeling well, like a mild corruption." *a sound like someone throwing up is heard over the radio* "I'm OK."</b> "You don't sound it. Anyone here know how to run a virus scan on a program?" *walks over and helps to build the res towers*</span>
<span style='color:gray'><b>"I do!" *grabs merc and starts the virus scan* "Ok just wait a few minutes and it will be done" *hands it back to dark*</b></span>
<span style='color:purple'><b> *Stares at the people eating the onos, his own stomach rumbling.* "Hmm the Onos is so large the drug would have absorbed every where so it'll be in the meat you eat but so weak it'll have no effect on you. Come to think of it i have some herbs you could use to sweeten the flavor........isn't a Onos made out of bacterium, like mould and moss?" *He opens his lunch box and has a apple before having some juice. He checks his supply before asking Shade about his.* "Hey Shade what have you get left in medical supply terms? I got 5.4 meters of bandage left, 12 painkillers, 11 boosters, 2 boxes of plasters, Surgical kit, 13 Hyper boosters, lots of leaves and herbs, 3 med packs, enough brew left for another dart and 8 cleaners." *He takes the dart with the Onos blood in it and tucks it safely away in his belt pack.He thanx Ed for hitting the Onos with the dart and starts practicing with his Shotgun, he sets up a rubble pipe and trys to shoot it over.*</b></span>
<span style='font-family:Courier'><span style='color:green'>"You guys are nuts. Let's see..." *pulls out contents of pack* "About a litre of medical nanites, two nano injectors, fifteen anaesthetic cartridges of varying speed and duration, a nearly full tin of sterilising agent, two rolls of bandage, five gauze pads, my surgical tools, a reel of silk suture thread, one cartridge of clotting agent, and a partridge in a pear tree." *grins, and repacks his pack* "Didn't I say you'd get attacked by the bacterium if you went into the nano grid, Mercura?"</span></span>
<span style='font-family:Times'><span style='color:gray'> "Well you can eat bacteria, but I'd rather not, my disposition may not like it." </span></span>
<b><span style='font-family:Arial'><span style='color:0000CC'> *Watches the marines pulling the onos apart* " I agree with Revenge, eating bacteria can't be good for you. Hell, you are likely to give yourself an uber-parasite."
*Looks at Reveng as he comes over to help build the prototype lab* "You look a little nauseous." *Taps his comm set for Night Shade, speaks in a hushed tone* "Hey doc, got any anti-nausea medicine for Revenge?" *Nods at Revenge* "The doc will fix you up." *Reaches in pouch* "Jelly beans?"</span></span></b>
<span style='font-family:Courier'><span style='color:green'>*quietly back to Grim* "You'll have to ask Spark for that. He's the pharmo, I'm the surgeon." *waves hand* "Nah thanks, I'll pass. Speaking of dispositions, Ven, lemme take a look at that leg of yours." [checks out Venmoch's infected wound]</span></span> <b>Xect, since you're the DM, I'm leaving the results of my surgery and nanite injections up to you.</b>
*I go to take the jelly beans, but suddenly yank my hand back to mouth and cover it has I make a strange retching sound, followed by some slow, deep breaths*
"Ok maybe not... I think I just need to get out of here..."</span>
<span style='font-family:Times'><span style='color:gray'> "Thanks, it stings like hell now though, and my chest isn't too good at the moment. Got anything for a headache as well? my head is pounding." *Watches as Night Shade takes off bandage and sees a clear but green tinged fluid run down leg* "Ho boy, that isn't good" </span></span>
<span style='color:#666000'>"need a hand woth those teeth? step back" *turret 3 is closest to the carcass ans has a clear LOS into its mouth, it begins firing* "ahhh, the wonders of wi-fi" "do you want me to help with mercura, full virus scan, a few new stealth scripts, and my bag of tricks, on sale today only"</span>
<b>Easy Venmoch, I'd like to see what xect has to say first <!--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='font-family:Courier'><span style='color:green'>"Damn it all mage, I wanted a tooth, not a <i>fragment of</i> tooth. As for giving Mercura your bag of tricks, why don't you ask her? She's on the comm channels."</span></span>
<span style='color:yellow'><b>"well, scince we're dissecting this anyway..." [finds an appropriate peice of caraprace to make a shield out of] *cleans it and looks around for something to maybe shape it and strap it to my left arm* "a little help, maybe?"</b> </span>
<span style='color:666000'>"ther's gotta be at least a hundred teeth in there .... i'd bet a few of them survived" *picks one up, throws it to spark* "its your kill" *picks another* "might as well, could be useful" "theres plenty unharmed, be careful the fragments are sharp"
<i>While looking at the vial, you notice something strange. The Kharaa blood is usually green, but the blood in the vial is a mud-like brown. While you watch, however, it slowly changes color, like it's cleaning itself. The same, however, doesnt seem to be true for those of you eating the stuff, because you, well, you feel pretty bad. The injections to Ven's leg don't seem to work too well either.</i>
<b><span style='color:white'>"Ok, they had their go, now it's our turn, and we're swimming in resources now"</b></span>
<i>As you notice the weapon and armor systems have been upgraded to near-max level, a full set of weapons and heavy armor drops, enough for everyone to pick a fitting weapon</i>
<b>I'm sorry if I don't have time to respond to everything that happened, but this thing is getting overcrowded so I have problems keeping up. I hope to split the players so someone can go on with another DM (spark if it's allright with you), because when 40+ posts appear in an average day, I just spend all my time trying to keep hold of the story</b>
<b>Yeah this is getting pretty dang crowded now, we have 2-3 new pages a day, o.O. B.T.W. Happeh Birthday Terran <!--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:purple'>*Hears xect and Heads over the area where the HA was dropped* "Nice, finaly the good stuff!" *Puts a HA suit on and grabs a welder and shotgun* "Hey, how does it look?" *Looks over the Heavy Armor grinning* "This should stop a few of those teeth from stabbing us to death at least."</span>
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"free food!"</span>
"Hey, Onos meat is a fine meat. I used to have it everytime I went on a mission."
*gets some paper. Soak them with vodka and thorws a match at it, starting a fire*
"Hope these weren't important documents"
*puts a piece of the broken door on top of the fire, for a grill. Throws meat on metal door, and the meat begins to make a juicy sound*
"If you guys want, you can get it. To bad we don't have beer....."
*slices some more Onos meat and throws it there, carefully removing the armor, only getting the meat*</u></span>
*walks over to the armory where he dropped his pistol, picks it up while giving it a once-over and returning it to its holster*
"You have fun with that onos, I'll just open up another ration bar."
*shoulders his LMG while unsheathing his knife*
"...after I collect my prize."
*puts on a worn leather glove from one of his lower pants' pockets, jams the knife into the onos' gums... or whatever they're called... and begins prying away at a stubborn tooth*</span>
"Spark, does your wonderdrug dissipate after cooking? Having a squad of napping Marines with bellies full of Onosteak is gonna get someone mad."
*Ed has an idea, he jabs the dart back into the Onos, and reverses the power on the injector, removing some bacteria "Stew" from the Onos.
"For the techmonkies back at the post, a long term experement with thre brew"
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*continues prying away, using his knife as a pick and knocking it with the grip of his pistol to jam it further in the onos' mouth*</span>
"Now look at this baby. I'm gonna send this one back home. Once I get it out."</span></span></i>
*sees the carnage of the aftermath*
*walks over to the onos and kicks it on an impulse*
*blood spurts out a bit from its multiple wounds onto my boots*
"God damn..."
*sees Jaeger fiddling with a tooth*
"Mind if I help you in your quest for teeth?"
*gets started on prying out an onos tooth by cutting away at the gums*
</span></span>
<b>Meh, I wonder if PETA would give a damn about abusing imaginary animals...<!--emo&:D--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/biggrin.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='biggrin.gif'><!--endemo--></b>
*I turn a pale shade of green, and decide to distract myself by checking for any unbuilt structures, and finishing em of. After I'm done I start spamming the need orders function on my headset.*</span>
"well, if we're dissecting the corpse, could we turn the armor plates into a shield? like arts and crafts in survival camp <!--emo&:)--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/smile.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='smile.gif'><!--endemo-->."
*imagines alien skin armor, and all the potential uses*</b> </span>
"Meh.."
*Tries to build one of the unbuilt res-towers with his foot, then realizing that it is not working places his hand over the structure*
"Darn"
*Finishes off the tower then leans back against the wall, holstering his weapons and pulls his visor over his eyes, taking the moment of peace to rest and relax while the others cut out the onos teeth.*
"Wonder what we're going to have to do next..."
*Continues to mumble and speak his thoughts out loud, thinking of wrighting a few new programs to lock and unlock the doors remotely.*</span>
"You guys are almost as crazy as Spin."
<b>"Guys, I've got the permissions, although I had to beat a few scripts in a few lightcycle matches and disc duels, but I've got 'em!"
*sees what's happening to the Onos*
"I don't know why, but I'm not feeling well, like a mild corruption."
*a sound like someone throwing up is heard over the radio*
"I'm OK."</b>
"You don't sound it. Anyone here know how to run a virus scan on a program?"
*walks over and helps to build the res towers*</span>
*grabs merc and starts the virus scan*
"Ok just wait a few minutes and it will be done"
*hands it back to dark*</b></span>
*Stares at the people eating the onos, his own stomach rumbling.*
"Hmm the Onos is so large the drug would have absorbed every where so it'll be in the meat you eat but so weak it'll have no effect on you. Come to think of it i have some herbs you could use to sweeten the flavor........isn't a Onos made out of bacterium, like mould and moss?"
*He opens his lunch box and has a apple before having some juice. He checks his supply before asking Shade about his.*
"Hey Shade what have you get left in medical supply terms? I got 5.4 meters of bandage left, 12 painkillers, 11 boosters, 2 boxes of plasters, Surgical kit, 13 Hyper boosters, lots of leaves and herbs, 3 med packs, enough brew left for another dart and 8 cleaners."
*He takes the dart with the Onos blood in it and tucks it safely away in his belt pack.He thanx Ed for hitting the Onos with the dart and starts practicing with his Shotgun, he sets up a rubble pipe and trys to shoot it over.*</b></span>
*pulls out contents of pack*
"About a litre of medical nanites, two nano injectors, fifteen anaesthetic cartridges of varying speed and duration, a nearly full tin of sterilising agent, two rolls of bandage, five gauze pads, my surgical tools, a reel of silk suture thread, one cartridge of clotting agent, and a partridge in a pear tree."
*grins, and repacks his pack*
"Didn't I say you'd get attacked by the bacterium if you went into the nano grid, Mercura?"</span></span>
"Well you can eat bacteria, but I'd rather not, my disposition may not like it."
</span></span>
eating bacteria can't be good for you. Hell, you are likely to give yourself an uber-parasite."
*Looks at Reveng as he comes over to help build the prototype lab* "You look a little nauseous."
*Taps his comm set for Night Shade, speaks in a hushed tone* "Hey doc, got any anti-nausea medicine for Revenge?" *Nods at Revenge* "The doc will fix you up." *Reaches in pouch* "Jelly beans?"</span></span></b>
"You'll have to ask Spark for that. He's the pharmo, I'm the surgeon."
*waves hand*
"Nah thanks, I'll pass. Speaking of dispositions, Ven, lemme take a look at that leg of yours."
[checks out Venmoch's infected wound]</span></span>
<b>Xect, since you're the DM, I'm leaving the results of my surgery and nanite injections up to you.</b>
*I go to take the jelly beans, but suddenly yank my hand back to mouth and cover it has I make a strange retching sound, followed by some slow, deep breaths*
"Ok maybe not... I think I just need to get out of here..."</span>
"Thanks, it stings like hell now though, and my chest isn't too good at the moment. Got anything for a headache as well? my head is pounding."
*Watches as Night Shade takes off bandage and sees a clear but green tinged fluid run down leg*
"Ho boy, that isn't good"
</span></span>
*turret 3 is closest to the carcass ans has a clear LOS into its mouth, it begins firing*
"ahhh, the wonders of wi-fi"
"do you want me to help with mercura, full virus scan, a few new stealth scripts, and my bag of tricks, on sale today only"</span>
<span style='font-family:Courier'><span style='color:green'>"Damn it all mage, I wanted a tooth, not a <i>fragment of</i> tooth. As for giving Mercura your bag of tricks, why don't you ask her? She's on the comm channels."</span></span>
"Thats going on my mantlepiece"</span>
[finds an appropriate peice of caraprace to make a shield out of]
*cleans it and looks around for something to maybe shape it and strap it to my left arm*
"a little help, maybe?"</b> </span>
*picks one up, throws it to spark*
"its your kill"
*picks another*
"might as well, could be useful"
"theres plenty unharmed, be careful the fragments are sharp"
headset: "so, mercura hows about it?"</span>
*picks up headset and puts it on*
"what now comm?"</span>
<b><span style='color:white'>"Ok, they had their go, now it's our turn, and we're swimming in resources now"</b></span>
<i>As you notice the weapon and armor systems have been upgraded to near-max level, a full set of weapons and heavy armor drops, enough for everyone to pick a fitting weapon</i>
<b>I'm sorry if I don't have time to respond to everything that happened, but this thing is getting overcrowded so I have problems keeping up. I hope to split the players so someone can go on with another DM (spark if it's allright with you), because when 40+ posts appear in an average day, I just spend all my time trying to keep hold of the story</b>
*runs and grabs HA, HMG and Welder. Throws pistol and lmg on floor*
"wont need those pos weapons anymore."
*Clambers into the HA suit, servos whining*
*Picks up welder, holsters it, picks up HMG, grabs some spare ammo and turns saftey off*
"Just bring it, b*tch"</span>
B.T.W. Happeh Birthday Terran <!--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:purple'>*Hears xect and Heads over the area where the HA was dropped*
"Nice, finaly the good stuff!"
*Puts a HA suit on and grabs a welder and shotgun*
"Hey, how does it look?"
*Looks over the Heavy Armor grinning*
"This should stop a few of those teeth from stabbing us to death at least."</span>