<span style='color:gray'>*Startled by the expoding lightbulb, I wake up and grab the scapel with my right hand.* "Wha... Huh? whats going on?.." *Blood starts dripping off my hand.* "Ah crap... grabbed the scapel by the blade... OW!" *I drop the scapel, and put a bandage on my injured hand* "I'm having a very bad day today..." *Upon Epoch finishing his tale, I say "Yep, they wanted us alive. The thing is I already came to that conclusion... Please get with the program Mr. 'leet' Black Ops trooper"* *As soon as I finish saying that I shake my head.* "Sorry, I think lack of sleep is getting to me..."</span>
lol, u just gave it away sparks. you said its 1backup 2self-repair 3defense 4nano 5core. and yes, i would like to do akimbos. might as well, as im the only person with two pistols. maybe switch to a rifle and use them as my secondary. or get better akimbos, smg or uzi sort of things. so yeah, everyone else is british, so im always a little off <!--emo&:(--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/sad.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='sad.gif'><!--endemo--> <span style='color:yellow'>*opens eyes and lays back in my bunk* {nicely}"ah, epoch. my shift already? so kind of you to wake me up. and what an interesting request. you want me to spend my time, not to mention my <i>persuasive</i> skills, to wheedle out childhood stories of random grunts. how interesting. heres an idea, you waste your time talking about your lack of childhood with the aformentioned grunts, and i'll take my pistol away from your groin <!--emo&:D--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/biggrin.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='biggrin.gif'><!--endemo--> ." *removes the pistol i had pointed at epoch, tucks akimbos into belt and gets up* "ill let you sleep on it." *grabs something to eat.*</span>
<span style='color:orange'>"Whew, what a man hater", Gwahir says under his breath. *Assists boggle with shutting down the systems in the correct order*</span>
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<span style='color:red'>"Man, I think those med packs really do have some adverse effects on some people. Or maybe it's just the lack of sleep." "Find I see what I can get out of those grunts myself Dea." "Wouldn't it be wierd if none of us on this base could remeber our childhood? Maybe then do you think I have a case against those nano-med packs?" "Ok maybe I exaggerated a bit, but I was in black ops, where'd you think I was trained to blow sh*t up?"</span>
<b>Epoch, i have always been blue. my sig has got some red it it, which may confuse you)</b> <span style='color:blue'> "Correct order is backup, repair, defense, nano and core." </span>
<span style='color:gray'>*I pull out a nanomedpack from my medikit, and read off a list of possible side affects* "May cause the following side effects: Insomnia, rashes, itching, blindness, shaking, liver damage, heart damage, convulsions, paralysis..." *I take a breath* "... inpotency, blindness, diabetes, heart faliure, weakened bones, coma, or death... Nope, nothing about memory loss..." *I smile* "So who wants to sue first?"</span>
My current inventory is: 1 suit TSA armour, minus helmet 1 gas mask 1 medikit
I think that I should list the stuff I think should be in my medikit: ~40m of bandage material A roll of absorbant padding 12 shell dressings 4 triangular bandages for making into slings 8 nanomedpacks (including the one in my hand) 2 pairs of sharp scissors 1 scapel 1 Auto defribulator 1 tube antiseptic cream 1 bottle antibiotics 1 chemical warfare treatment kit with agent detection kit 6 Single use syriges containing a morphine analog, labeled M 4 single use syringes containing adrenaline, labeled A 4 universal blood paks and drip sets 8 suture sets
Any suggestions for alterations to the medikit inventory will be welcomed.
<span style='color:orange'>"I don't know what you're talking about Daza..." *A distinctive guilty look comes over Gwahir's face* "Medpacks can cause death? That's fun... not something I want to think about when I'm injured in the field. 'Yo comm give me a little barrel of death here!'"</span>
all i have are my akimbos and my armor, scince we're doing inventory. and bill, the onlything i can think of missing from your medkit is a hyperspray or a heart needle.
<span style='color:yellow'>"you'ld learn to blow things up in training just like all of us. dont try to inflate your ego or I'll put a hole in it." *notices bills hand.* "geesh, doc. be more careful. you cant patch me up if your hands get hurt. here, let me help you with that." *picks up scalpel and hands it to bill handel first* "be careful, ne? <!--emo&:)--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/smile.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='smile.gif'><!--endemo--> " *patrols the stacks then sits down covering the door.*</span>
My current inventory is: 1 Fade claw knife 1 Grenade launcher 1 Modfied TSA armour(Has witty remarks etc <!--emo&;)--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/wink.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='wink.gif'><!--endemo-->) 1 Standed handgun 1 Medkit Contains: Banages, Medical canteen, Morphine, Nanitie auto repair kit, and lots of other stuff. 1 Field surgery kit It contains: Scapel, More morphine, 4 different blood type packages, Bandages, stiching kit etc <span style='color:green'>"Oh really? I know a trick from each person and this cheap one was from YOU!!"</span>
<span style='color:gray'>"Thanks" *I whiper to myself "I think Dea is starting to like me abit more. I just did something stupid and didn't get shouted at for it..."* *I then clean the scapel and put it away safely*</span>
Thanks for the suggestions, more will be added if you an think of them
<i>You shut down the systems in the correct order, the screen goes blank then a recording comes on, it seems to be in the libary where you met the Libarian, it appears to be showing 344.</i> <span style='color:purple'><b> "TELL ME WHAT'S SO GOOD ABOUT THEM !" She screams at the Libarian. "Information retained." It replys. "INFO THIS YOU SCRAP!" She screams again. *A book case falls down on the Libarian, after a few minutes some books move out of the way revealing the Libarian but badly damaged.* "Information reeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeetai......" The Libarian replys, it seems to be struggling to speak. "Ugh, you old wise crap never learn fast enough." 344 replies, she raises her hand up and a blast of lightning comes out, the Libarian shakes vionetly before it's leg falls off and it falls down and remains inactive. 344 walks past the Libarians scraps, she walks up to a bookcase and puts her hand on it, a slight humming noise can be heard. "Threat detected, termination of threat underway:You ! Destory the threat!" 344 says to the screen nods, then goes blank, it then shows a image of a vent duct then a dorm, it seems to be yours, 344s voice could be heard as the screen stares at you all sleeping . "Destory them." The screen nods then goes blank.</b></span> <i>344 is agasint you.......</i>
<span style='color:gray'>*As the recording starts to play I get up and head over to the terminal. I stand there gaping at the screen. When it finishes I say* "Ok, time to panic!"</span>
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<b>I'm a grunt, I get confused real easy.</b>
<span style='color:red'>"Hey Dea I was black ops. Get Gwahir to pull up my record. You would of done markmanship training. As Bill did a combat first aid training." *Checks my inventory and all weapons are armed and ready:*</span>
<b>1. Standard Issue Knife 1. Cx10 combat pistol 1. "Serieux" Dual Barreled Rocket Launcher 1. Standard Issue Nano-Armour + Helmet</b>
<span style='color:red'>*Reads med-kits health hazards* "Well my philosophy is that death is a long-term side effect. Other risks are just part of the job." "Watches the computer screen" *So <i>Miss.</i> 747 is trying to kill us?* "<i>Now</i> can we blow her up?" *Grabs dual barreled rocket launcher, from under the chair and runs after Boggle*</span>
<b>Dea I just got posted into your dorm. I could be some war vetran with 100 plus successful mission for all you know <!--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:gray'>*I grab my medikit and and follow epoch* "You know, talking about marksmanship training... I kinda barely scraped in on it... Musta been due to all the combat medic studying I did... Worth it though, passed with the highest marks in my year... As for the nano side effects... they aint too common fortunatly..."</span>
<span style='color:orange'>*Plants a virus in the system after routing through several terminals and wiping his tracks* "Just a little something to keep the missus busy for a bit" *Gwahir gets up and follows the group*</span>
yes, but then again i could just think your a braggart, even with 100 missions and 1000 kills. anyway, black ops doesnt blow things up much. black ops are spys, espionage, and sometimes-sabotours. black ops perfer the garrot, the silenced pistol. never anything as loud and messy as a rocket-launcher. never anything that'll blow up while their still there. and they never really talk about it. now most of the 'i was black ops' chars ive come across just want to be super-soldjers, demolitionists, heavy wepon guys, that sort of thing. thats fine, but its not black ops. black ops is the kife no one finds for three days, the pistol no one heard, the bomb planted with nothing on servalince tapes, the unit isolated and destroyed overnight, the person 'disappeared'.
<span style='color:yellow'>"time to see the doc alright. and make a backup of that data for everyone. we'll need evidence that this base has gone citidel on us. would be nice if we could show it to base command, but for some reason i dont think we'll get that far before it hits the fan" *moves out, heading for the doc's office*</span>
<span style='color:red'>"I was the squads engineer/heavy support." "I use to plant demo charges and if the squad was compromised I gave covering fire when moving to the extraction point. With anti-tank weapons, if necessary." *Recollects memories of missions.* "Speed! Aggression! Suprise! But when the enemy know your there it's all guns 'a' blazing. No point trying to snipe people from the shadows when you've got a whole base on alert looking for you." "We did some crasy sh*t back then. Stuff of legends. I'll show you the medals and distinctions if they are still in one piece in the dorm." "But I'm too old for it now. Thats why I got posted here. Nice quiet guard duty, I thought." "Well I was wrong. But what the hell eh? I still get to blow **** up <!--emo&:D--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/biggrin.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='biggrin.gif'><!--endemo-->"</span>
<b>Well spinviper this character is the same one in the infection on hera one <!--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:green'>"Well, are we going to stand round hear while she saod assassins to kill us? Or are we going to get the fu*k out of here RIGHT NOW!!!"</span>
<span style='color:gray'>*I pause and turn around* "Daza, we are moving out. Coming or not?" *I dash to catch up with Boggle, Epoch and Dea, when I've caught up, I follow them*</span>
<span style='color:yellow'>"if 344 has gone citidel on us, then in order to survive we need to subvert or disable her systems. security -camras, autoguns, and avatars- are the highest priority. until it comes to open hostilities that we can prove we cant do anything overt. after we secure the professor, first priority is to bring the data-dysk to a commander that'll be sympathetic to our cause. we should split up- me, boggle, and... daza go get reinforceements. the rest gaurd the professor and secure secondary objectives. wepons, supplies, data, and computer acess. any sugesstions/objections to the plan or are we in accord?"</span>
<span style='color:green'>"Guys wait up" *Pulls out a crude map* "While you guys were sleeping i did a bit of recon" *Points to a Label "Computer core"* "If we go there and destroy the core, no hackers we want this thing turned to rubble. 344 will be destroyed. I would add it to your PDA's but ofcourse she can trace all of that. But firstly" *draws shotgun* "Lets destroy these computers" *Fires at computer*</span>
<span style='color:yellow'>"and how do we keep the engine core from blowing up, life support from failing, or us crashing into something and killing us all? if you have a way to do it without fragging us all, fine. "</span>
<i>The ones of you who went Dr.Nirovikks office found it empty except for a note on the table: 344 is agasint you, my ship is leaving, you must go to the Libarian, run the training program with this device, the Libarian will know what to do. farewell my ship is away, i have sent the parcel with lab security cards to you so you may enter the labs without any hassel, but you are only permitted to level 1.</i> Don't forget the parcel you were given in the libary.
<span style='color:red'>"Finaly I get to blow sh*t up. I never liked <i>Miss.</i> 747 anyway. Who takes orders from a computer anyway." "PLAN? I'M A MARINE, I DON'T PLAN I IMPROVISE!!!" "<b>Dazza</b> I'm with you. We head to the <b>main computer core</b> and blow it up." "There's also an <b>auxiliary control room</b>. <b>Boggle</b> and <b>Dea</b> should head there and try to keep <i>Miss.</i> 747 busy." "<b>Gwahir</b> and <b>Bill</b> you should go the <b>library</b> and try to contact the <b>Libarian</b>" "Make stops in the armoury if you need to. I know I'll be needing some alot of C4." "This reminds me of the good 'ol' days. Dea you still don't belive i was Special Forces?" "And are you guys fine with my improvisations or you wanna sit down and disscus what we're to do next?"</span>
Comments
"Wha... Huh? whats going on?.."
*Blood starts dripping off my hand.*
"Ah crap... grabbed the scapel by the blade... OW!"
*I drop the scapel, and put a bandage on my injured hand*
"I'm having a very bad day today..."
*Upon Epoch finishing his tale, I say "Yep, they wanted us alive. The thing is I already came to that conclusion... Please get with the program Mr. 'leet' Black Ops trooper"*
*As soon as I finish saying that I shake my head.*
"Sorry, I think lack of sleep is getting to me..."</span>
so yeah, everyone else is british, so im always a little off <!--emo&:(--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/sad.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='sad.gif'><!--endemo-->
<span style='color:yellow'>*opens eyes and lays back in my bunk*
{nicely}"ah, epoch. my shift already? so kind of you to wake me up. and what an interesting request. you want me to spend my time, not to mention my <i>persuasive</i> skills, to wheedle out childhood stories of random grunts. how interesting. heres an idea, you waste your time talking about your lack of childhood with the aformentioned grunts, and i'll take my pistol away from your groin <!--emo&:D--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/biggrin.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='biggrin.gif'><!--endemo--> ."
*removes the pistol i had pointed at epoch, tucks akimbos into belt and gets up*
"ill let you sleep on it."
*grabs something to eat.*</span>
*Assists boggle with shutting down the systems in the correct order*</span>
<span style='color:red'>"Man, I think those med packs really do have some adverse effects on some people. Or maybe it's just the lack of sleep."
"Find I see what I can get out of those grunts myself Dea."
"Wouldn't it be wierd if none of us on this base could remeber our childhood? Maybe then do you think I have a case against those nano-med packs?"
"Ok maybe I exaggerated a bit, but I was in black ops, where'd you think I was trained to blow sh*t up?"</span>
<span style='color:blue'>
"Correct order is backup, repair, defense, nano and core."
</span>
"May cause the following side effects: Insomnia, rashes, itching, blindness, shaking, liver damage, heart damage, convulsions, paralysis..."
*I take a breath*
"... inpotency, blindness, diabetes, heart faliure, weakened bones, coma, or death... Nope, nothing about memory loss..."
*I smile*
"So who wants to sue first?"</span>
My current inventory is:
1 suit TSA armour, minus helmet
1 gas mask
1 medikit
I think that I should list the stuff I think should be in my medikit:
~40m of bandage material
A roll of absorbant padding
12 shell dressings
4 triangular bandages for making into slings
8 nanomedpacks (including the one in my hand)
2 pairs of sharp scissors
1 scapel
1 Auto defribulator
1 tube antiseptic cream
1 bottle antibiotics
1 chemical warfare treatment kit with agent detection kit
6 Single use syriges containing a morphine analog, labeled M
4 single use syringes containing adrenaline, labeled A
4 universal blood paks and drip sets
8 suture sets
Any suggestions for alterations to the medikit inventory will be welcomed.
*A distinctive guilty look comes over Gwahir's face*
"Medpacks can cause death? That's fun... not something I want to think about when I'm injured in the field. 'Yo comm give me a little barrel of death here!'"</span>
<span style='color:yellow'>"you'ld learn to blow things up in training just like all of us. dont try to inflate your ego or I'll put a hole in it."
*notices bills hand.*
"geesh, doc. be more careful. you cant patch me up if your hands get hurt. here, let me help you with that."
*picks up scalpel and hands it to bill handel first*
"be careful, ne? <!--emo&:)--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/smile.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='smile.gif'><!--endemo--> "
*patrols the stacks then sits down covering the door.*</span>
edit:spelling
1 Fade claw knife
1 Grenade launcher
1 Modfied TSA armour(Has witty remarks etc <!--emo&;)--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/wink.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='wink.gif'><!--endemo-->)
1 Standed handgun
1 Medkit
Contains:
Banages, Medical canteen, Morphine, Nanitie auto repair kit, and lots of other stuff.
1 Field surgery kit
It contains:
Scapel, More morphine, 4 different blood type packages, Bandages, stiching kit etc
<span style='color:green'>"Oh really? I know a trick from each person and this cheap one was from YOU!!"</span>
*I whiper to myself "I think Dea is starting to like me abit more. I just did something stupid and didn't get shouted at for it..."*
*I then clean the scapel and put it away safely*</span>
Thanks for the suggestions, more will be added if you an think of them
1 Fade claw knife
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<b>Daza you stole my fcking idea!!</b>
<span style='color:purple'><b>
"TELL ME WHAT'S SO GOOD ABOUT THEM !" She screams at the Libarian.
"Information retained." It replys.
"INFO THIS YOU SCRAP!" She screams again.
*A book case falls down on the Libarian, after a few minutes some books move out of the way revealing the Libarian but badly damaged.*
"Information reeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeetai......" The Libarian replys, it seems to be struggling to speak.
"Ugh, you old wise crap never learn fast enough." 344 replies, she raises her hand up and a blast of lightning comes out, the Libarian shakes vionetly before it's leg falls off and it falls down and remains inactive.
344 walks past the Libarians scraps, she walks up to a bookcase and puts her hand on it, a slight humming noise can be heard.
"Threat detected, termination of threat underway:You ! Destory the threat!" 344 says to the screen nods, then goes blank, it then shows a image of a vent duct then a dorm, it seems to be yours, 344s voice could be heard as the screen stares at you all sleeping .
"Destory them." The screen nods then goes blank.</b></span>
<i>344 is agasint you.......</i>
"Ok, time to panic!"</span>
*smacks the keyboard*
"we need to get to the professor"
"If 344 failed to kill us, surely he will be its next target"
*gets up and runs off, heading to the professor's office*</span>
<b>I'm a grunt, I get confused real easy.</b>
<span style='color:red'>"Hey Dea I was black ops. Get Gwahir to pull up my record. You would of done markmanship training. As Bill did a combat first aid training."
*Checks my inventory and all weapons are armed and ready:*</span>
<b>1. Standard Issue Knife
1. Cx10 combat pistol
1. "Serieux" Dual Barreled Rocket Launcher
1. Standard Issue Nano-Armour + Helmet</b>
<span style='color:red'>*Reads med-kits health hazards*
"Well my philosophy is that death is a long-term side effect. Other risks are just part of the job."
"Watches the computer screen"
*So <i>Miss.</i> 747 is trying to kill us?*
"<i>Now</i> can we blow her up?"
*Grabs dual barreled rocket launcher, from under the chair and runs after Boggle*</span>
<b>Dea I just got posted into your dorm. I could be some war vetran with 100 plus successful mission for all you know <!--emo&:p--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/tounge.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='tounge.gif'><!--endemo--></b>
"You know, talking about marksmanship training... I kinda barely scraped in on it... Musta been due to all the combat medic studying I did... Worth it though, passed with the highest marks in my year... As for the nano side effects... they aint too common fortunatly..."</span>
"Just a little something to keep the missus busy for a bit"
*Gwahir gets up and follows the group*</span>
now most of the 'i was black ops' chars ive come across just want to be super-soldjers, demolitionists, heavy wepon guys, that sort of thing. thats fine, but its not black ops. black ops is the kife no one finds for three days, the pistol no one heard, the bomb planted with nothing on servalince tapes, the unit isolated and destroyed overnight, the person 'disappeared'.
<span style='color:yellow'>"time to see the doc alright. and make a backup of that data for everyone. we'll need evidence that this base has gone citidel on us. would be nice if we could show it to base command, but for some reason i dont think we'll get that far before it hits the fan"
*moves out, heading for the doc's office*</span>
"I use to plant demo charges and if the squad was compromised I gave covering fire when moving to the extraction point. With anti-tank weapons, if necessary."
*Recollects memories of missions.*
"Speed! Aggression! Suprise! But when the enemy know your there it's all guns 'a' blazing. No point trying to snipe people from the shadows when you've got a whole base on alert looking for you."
"We did some crasy sh*t back then. Stuff of legends. I'll show you the medals and distinctions if they are still in one piece in the dorm."
"But I'm too old for it now. Thats why I got posted here. Nice quiet guard duty, I thought."
"Well I was wrong. But what the hell eh? I still get to blow **** up <!--emo&:D--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/biggrin.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='biggrin.gif'><!--endemo-->"</span>
<span style='color:green'>"Well, are we going to stand round hear while she saod assassins to kill us? Or are we going to get the fu*k out of here RIGHT NOW!!!"</span>
"Daza, we are moving out. Coming or not?"
*I dash to catch up with Boggle, Epoch and Dea, when I've caught up, I follow them*</span>
344 is agasint you, my ship is leaving, you must go to the Libarian, run the training program with this device, the Libarian will know what to do.
farewell my ship is away, i have sent the parcel with lab security cards to you so you may enter the labs without any hassel, but you are only permitted to level 1.</i>
Don't forget the parcel you were given in the libary.
"PLAN? I'M A MARINE, I DON'T PLAN I IMPROVISE!!!"
"<b>Dazza</b> I'm with you. We head to the <b>main computer core</b> and blow it up."
"There's also an <b>auxiliary control room</b>. <b>Boggle</b> and <b>Dea</b> should head there and try to keep <i>Miss.</i> 747 busy."
"<b>Gwahir</b> and <b>Bill</b> you should go the <b>library</b> and try to contact the <b>Libarian</b>"
"Make stops in the armoury if you need to. I know I'll be needing some alot of C4."
"This reminds me of the good 'ol' days. Dea you still don't belive i was Special Forces?"
"And are you guys fine with my improvisations or you wanna sit down and disscus what we're to do next?"</span>
<b>And of you got any other sugestions?</b>