QuaunautThe longest seven days in history...Join Date: 2003-03-21Member: 14759Members, Constellation, Reinforced - Shadow
<b>((sorry about the delay of getting me into action, pure tire after yesterday....hopeing to make it up today))</b>
<span style='font-family:Arial'><span style='color:gray'>*Phases through, and even with the professional-like attitude that he had, his true colors showed when the first thing he did was vomit right next to the Phase. Luckily, he didn't eat much before, so he didn't have to vomit much either. Taking a moment to look around, he sees one soldier lmging alone down the way* "Sound, record playback point thirty" *Suddenly, he heard what was being said within the last thirty seconds, and seeing as that the Marine up there was alone, he runs up, thinking to himself <i>How bad can it be?</i> and follows* "Damn comm-links need to be louder..." *he said regretfully, knowing full well that if he had 2 minutes to spare he could re-wire everything in there*</span></span>
<b>Oops. Darkness, check your private messages, I sent you a little howto.</b> <span style='font-family:Courier'><span style='color:green'>You're right, there is too. Don't know how I missed it. *runs back and enters phase gate, noticing fresh vomit* Hey you up there, you OK? *runs to catch up with marines ahead of him* </span></span>
<b>Man, there are so many aliens it doesn't matter if I hit one.</b>
<span style='color:red'><i>*Jumps into the circle while he slaps two more shells into the shottie* *Finds Penguin and tosses him his pistol* "Now kill some aliens!"</span></i>
<!--QuoteBegin--></span><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> </td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin-->You can use orange. Type [/COLOR] in the end, not [/COLOR=orange] But you can't use orange<!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><span class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd--> <b>Uhm, that didnt make sense. Orange is fine, I don't think that's taken. Just close with [/COLOR] as silent said. When there's so many of them, I don't think it matters if someone blast a single skulk without my authorisation <!--emo&:)--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/smile.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='smile.gif'><!--endemo--> Just don't overdo it.</b>
<i>More aliens fall, more aliens arrive. Commander: "Ok, I'm sending in some reinforements on trough the phase. Try to stay alive untill we can have a break in the attacks and get an outpost up.</i>
QuaunautThe longest seven days in history...Join Date: 2003-03-21Member: 14759Members, Constellation, Reinforced - Shadow
edited June 2003
<span style='font-family:Arial'><span style='color:gray'>*looking around* Damn...seems this place has seen more battles than I have back home...*his bragging seems founded, and he continues to follow the guy ahead* What the hell was that? *puts his hand to his ear, listening hard* We've got hostiles. *looks around...suddenly, a "RAAAAWR!" is heard, and just before his vision is clouded in red, he feels a sharp pain on his arm* "AAAAAAHH!!!!!!"</span></span>
<b>What's with everyone getting Katana's and Wolverine stuff?</b>
<span style='color:gray'> *notices that he's on his last magazine* *releases a spray of lead at advancing aliens* *mumbles* "This is like some sick, demented nightmare..." *hears the recognizable 'click'* *tries to grab pistol*</span>
<b><span style='color:yellow'> "argh!" *starts spraying rounds into the advancing aliens* *his clip clicks dry in a couple of seconds* *opens fire with his pistol at the advancing aliens and reloads his LMG* "die you freaks" </b></span>
QuaunautThe longest seven days in history...Join Date: 2003-03-21Member: 14759Members, Constellation, Reinforced - Shadow
<b>I don't know, its damn ridiculous...I mean, I could understand having your own stuff in a RP that YOU started, but not in this...</b>
<span style='font-family:Arial'><span style='color:gray'>*vision still blurred red, he clutches his arm, finding himself missing the clutch* "I know I'm disoriented bu-holy F*CK! NOO!" *hears more scratching, and whipes his eyes just in time to see a skulk 5 feet away. He rolls to the side quickly, taking out his knife, and held out his only arm left to let the skulk run straight into it, killing it* instantly* "Ah...oh...oh sh*t...my god....oh..." *hyperventilating, and almost going in shock* Co-comm....c-can I get...a...m-medpah.... *passes out*</span></span>
<span style='color:blue'> "Oh my god. Leave him the **** alone you god damn aliens!" *cuts a path through skulks to catch up with SpinViper* "Hey, thanks for coming too. If this turns out like those freaky alien movies, their taking him to the hive..." *reloads weapon* "But luckily, I've got more than enough ammo." *passes Spin a few CZU clips from my buldging ammo pouches* "I hogged up just about all the ammo <!--emo&:p--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/tounge.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='tounge.gif'><!--endemo-->" </span>
QuaunautThe longest seven days in history...Join Date: 2003-03-21Member: 14759Members, Constellation, Reinforced - Shadow
edited June 2003
<b>So glad ammo's more important than the blood flow... <!--emo&:0--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/wow.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='wow.gif'><!--endemo--></b>
<b>Quaunaut. Would you mind not using "he" to describe yourself. Gets quite confusing. And will people please stop getting crazy equipment again? I mean, I thought people grabbing HAs out of thin air was bad, but wolverine knives and costum blades, WTH?
Basically, the whole thing is getting out of hand again. I'm going to point out to you again, take part in the action, don't create it. I think a good glorified example of what you're <u>not</u> supposed to do is when quaunaut stands in the middle of a huge battle, follows someone else along a bit, and suddenly notices that aliens are nearby. Doesnt make sense does it? Read the story, take part in the story, but don't create your own side-story.</b>
<i>The hordes of aliens are thinning out, but they're still coming.</i>
<span style='color:white'> *Wynona clicks empty, with a sense of dread in Ed's head, he notices the broken shutter control to the vent. if only he brough his toolkit, a bobby pin or maybe.... !!!! Slinging Wynona and rushing towards the panel, Ed shouts over the gunfire* "Someone throw me a welder quick!"</span>
<span style='font-family:Geneva'><span style='font-size:11pt;line-height:100%'><span style='color:green'> *Cataphract climbs through the mounds of dead alien flesh, grabbing at an ammo clip. He picks it up and jams it in his LMG. when he turns around again, he notices where Karma is lying. He beings crawling over to him.* "Karma! KARMA! Are you hurt?!" </span></span></span>
<b>Sorry, I was away for a bit. Wow, this RPG sure is speeding up <!--emo&:D--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/biggrin.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='biggrin.gif'><!--endemo--> </b>
<b>Alright, enough with the flames, all I did was ask! I'll be a vanilla marine. Keep your fur on.</b> <span style='color:green'><span style='font-family:Courier'>*Runs round a corner and sees the bloody aftermath of the main battle* Sweet Jebus, what the hell happened here? *Sees more aliens run at the group and fires off bursts at the aliens, dashing to join the group*</span></span>
QuaunautThe longest seven days in history...Join Date: 2003-03-21Member: 14759Members, Constellation, Reinforced - Shadow
[B]Woah, big battle? I was relying off of what you guys were acting like. People were saying crap like they were standing around or something. Sorry bout that
<b><span style='color:green'> *I turn around just as a skul turns the corner. I aim my Deagle, and blow its head off, splattering multiple people in green goo. I turn to another then fire a round ,then a distinctive Click Click Click is heard*
"Umm, guys..... i got a real problem here."
</span> Xect, i hope me blowing a skulks head off is acceptable, i wanted to show the power of my gun <!--emo&:)--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/smile.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='smile.gif'><!--endemo--> cause i DONT use the cz unless i have 0 other choices. </b>
<span style='font-family:Courier'><span style='color:green'>*Still firing bursts at incoming aliens, I move over to Lucid's position.* "You out of ammo? Here." *Hands Lucid my standard issue pistol* "By the way, that's a nice gun." *My LMG, clip empty, emits a distinctive click.* "Looks like it's my turn. Cover me while I reload, would ya?" *I reload my LMG and continue firing* "Who are Marik and Penguin? Oh damn, don't tell me they're under all that!" </span></span>
How about my guy's a techie and built them himself after his girlfriend was killed on the UCC Bast by a Fade stabbing her in the back of the head? Killing a Fade with 'em would be like ironic revenge. But I'll get rid of them if they're a problem.
<span style='color:orange'>*Reaches battle scene, the stench of death hitting him like a sledgehammer.* "Looks like I showed up just in time." *Begins to open fire on any nearby or distracted aliens with LMG.* "DIE YOU UGLY B******S!!!!! THIS IS FOR ERIN!!!!!"</span>
<span style='color:red'><i>*looks down at boots, seeing they are covered with slick green xeno blood* "F*ckers, I just polished these." *Points gun at the skimpering aliens and fires off a few slugs* "Everyone alright I hope?" *Sees Quaunaut laying unconscious in his own blood and rushes over to him* "Christ's sake....Comm, we need a medpack STAT!"</span></i>
<span style='color:white'> *in a full sprint, Ed makes it to the damaged panel, realizing that the welder he screeched for never was tossed to him by the marines, he thinks up another solution* "Grr... no welder. Looks like I'll have to hard wire it." *drawing the corroded, broken revolver from his belt, Ed uses it as a club and breaks the lock on the panel, also freeing up the stuck breech hinge on the revolver*
"heh, kinda fitting..." *replaces revolver at his belt and, in a blur of movement, sets to work decyphering the tangled mess of spagetti-like wires* </span>
<span style='color:white'> *Catches welder* "thanks!" *uses welder on panel, the panel lights up and a famillar whine is heard from the vent drive motors*</span>
<b>Uhm, crab, what vent are you working with now? Sorry, can't find mention of any vents and panels, the rest of the players are in the middle of a battle right now.</b>
<i>Commander: "Ok, guess that's as much peace as you're going to get. I think they're pretty eager to retake this place, so we need to do something fast. Preparing a turret factory, get it build now."
<span style='font-family:Courier'><span style='color:green'>*Moves towards the ghostly TF blueprint, LMG at the ready.* "Okay guys, let's turret this puppy up. Commander, do you have the resources for an armory so we can restock?" *Passes LMG to left hand and starts building the TF, keeping the gun at the ready* </span></span>
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"okay guys im going to save silent, rest of you stay back here and get rid of the remaining aliens or whatever"
"Terran come with me please"
*reloads lmg*
*Runs foward firing short bursts to cut a path through the alien onslaugt*
*hopes terran is following*</b></span>
huh?
<span style='font-family:Arial'><span style='color:gray'>*Phases through, and even with the professional-like attitude that he had, his true colors showed when the first thing he did was vomit right next to the Phase. Luckily, he didn't eat much before, so he didn't have to vomit much either. Taking a moment to look around, he sees one soldier lmging alone down the way*
"Sound, record playback point thirty"
*Suddenly, he heard what was being said within the last thirty seconds, and seeing as that the Marine up there was alone, he runs up, thinking to himself <i>How bad can it be?</i> and follows*
"Damn comm-links need to be louder..." *he said regretfully, knowing full well that if he had 2 minutes to spare he could re-wire everything in there*</span></span>
<span style='font-family:Courier'><span style='color:green'>You're right, there is too. Don't know how I missed it.
*runs back and enters phase gate, noticing fresh vomit*
Hey you up there, you OK?
*runs to catch up with marines ahead of him*
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<span style='color:red'><i>*Jumps into the circle while he slaps two more shells into the shottie*
*Finds Penguin and tosses him his pistol*
"Now kill some aliens!"</span></i>
<b>Uhm, that didnt make sense. Orange is fine, I don't think that's taken. Just close with [/COLOR] as silent said. When there's so many of them, I don't think it matters if someone blast a single skulk without my authorisation <!--emo&:)--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/smile.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='smile.gif'><!--endemo--> Just don't overdo it.</b>
<i>More aliens fall, more aliens arrive. Commander: "Ok, I'm sending in some reinforements on trough the phase. Try to stay alive untill we can have a break in the attacks and get an outpost up.</i>
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*notices that he's on his last magazine*
*releases a spray of lead at advancing aliens*
*mumbles*
"This is like some sick, demented nightmare..."
*hears the recognizable 'click'*
*tries to grab pistol*</span>
"argh!"
*starts spraying rounds into the advancing aliens*
*his clip clicks dry in a couple of seconds*
*opens fire with his pistol at the advancing aliens and reloads his LMG*
"die you freaks"
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<span style='font-family:Arial'><span style='color:gray'>*vision still blurred red, he clutches his arm, finding himself missing the clutch*
"I know I'm disoriented bu-holy F*CK! NOO!"
*hears more scratching, and whipes his eyes just in time to see a skulk 5 feet away. He rolls to the side quickly, taking out his knife, and held out his only arm left to let the skulk run straight into it, killing it* instantly* "Ah...oh...oh sh*t...my god....oh..."
*hyperventilating, and almost going in shock*
Co-comm....c-can I get...a...m-medpah....
*passes out*</span></span>
"Oh my god. Leave him the **** alone you god damn aliens!"
*cuts a path through skulks to catch up with SpinViper*
"Hey, thanks for coming too. If this turns out like those freaky alien movies, their taking him to the hive..."
*reloads weapon*
"But luckily, I've got more than enough ammo."
*passes Spin a few CZU clips from my buldging ammo pouches*
"I hogged up just about all the ammo <!--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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Basically, the whole thing is getting out of hand again. I'm going to point out to you again, take part in the action, don't create it. I think a good glorified example of what you're <u>not</u> supposed to do is when quaunaut stands in the middle of a huge battle, follows someone else along a bit, and suddenly notices that aliens are nearby. Doesnt make sense does it? Read the story, take part in the story, but don't create your own side-story.</b>
<i>The hordes of aliens are thinning out, but they're still coming.</i>
"Oh Jesus, I think my leg's hurt bad."
"Someone throw me a welder quick!"</span>
*Cataphract climbs through the mounds of dead alien flesh, grabbing at an ammo clip. He picks it up and jams it in his LMG. when he turns around again, he notices where Karma is lying. He beings crawling over to him.*
"Karma! KARMA! Are you hurt?!"
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<b>Sorry, I was away for a bit. Wow, this RPG sure is speeding up <!--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:green'><span style='font-family:Courier'>*Runs round a corner and sees the bloody aftermath of the main battle*
Sweet Jebus, what the hell happened here?
*Sees more aliens run at the group and fires off bursts at the aliens, dashing to join the group*</span></span>
"Umm, guys..... i got a real problem here."
</span> Xect, i hope me blowing a skulks head off is acceptable, i wanted to show the power of my gun <!--emo&:)--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/smile.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='smile.gif'><!--endemo--> cause i DONT use the cz unless i have 0 other choices. </b>
"You out of ammo? Here."
*Hands Lucid my standard issue pistol*
"By the way, that's a nice gun."
*My LMG, clip empty, emits a distinctive click.*
"Looks like it's my turn. Cover me while I reload, would ya?"
*I reload my LMG and continue firing*
"Who are Marik and Penguin? Oh damn, don't tell me they're under all that!"
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<span style='color:orange'>*Reaches battle scene, the stench of death hitting him like a sledgehammer.*
"Looks like I showed up just in time."
*Begins to open fire on any nearby or distracted aliens with LMG.*
"DIE YOU UGLY B******S!!!!! THIS IS FOR ERIN!!!!!"</span>
*reloads lmg clip*
"Comm got any idea where silent is??"</span></b>
"F*ckers, I just polished these."
*Points gun at the skimpering aliens and fires off a few slugs*
"Everyone alright I hope?"
*Sees Quaunaut laying unconscious in his own blood and rushes over to him*
"Christ's sake....Comm, we need a medpack STAT!"</span></i>
"Grr... no welder. Looks like I'll have to hard wire it."
*drawing the corroded, broken revolver from his belt, Ed uses it as a club and breaks the lock on the panel, also freeing up the stuck breech hinge on the revolver*
"heh, kinda fitting..."
*replaces revolver at his belt and, in a blur of movement, sets to work decyphering the tangled mess of spagetti-like wires* </span>
<span style='font-family:Courier'><span style='font-size:14pt;line-height:100%'><span style='color:blue'>*chucks welder to Ed*
"Nextime, shout louder"</span></span></span>
"thanks!"
*uses welder on panel, the panel lights up and a famillar whine is heard from the vent drive motors*</span>
<i>Commander: "Ok, guess that's as much peace as you're going to get. I think they're pretty eager to retake this place, so we need to do something fast. Preparing a turret factory, get it build now."
Turret factory appears close to the node.</i>
"Okay guys, let's turret this puppy up. Commander, do you have the resources for an armory so we can restock?"
*Passes LMG to left hand and starts building the TF, keeping the gun at the ready*
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