<span style='color:cadetblue'>/Ox "I never cuaght your name mate. But I can tell he's in Epoch's squad."</span>
<u><b>The Medbay</b></u>
<i>You arrive at the medical bay on the space station. Julia is currently attending to a patince you recognise as Wraith. He is lying on an operating table a CPR machine lies beside him. A heart moniter shows a steady and healthy beat. Julia seems to be monitering his recovery.</i>
<u><b>The Science Lab</b></u>
<span style='color:purple'>/Scientist "For best effect it must be injected. A drip would be too slow. If your having second thoughts I could give you a general anistitic."</span>
<span style='color:black'>"i tried to hack into the Holo systems to find out what went wrong <!--emo&:p--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html//emoticons/tounge.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='tounge.gif' /><!--endemo-->, usally i dont get thrown in here" *Lays back and puts feet up* </span>
<span style='color:yellow'>/Julia "Yeah he should be ok. I don't think he will be joining you on your next trip though." *Turns to Wraith* "Attempting to knife a holo-projecter isn't the most cleverest thing to do, now is it?"</span>
<u><b>The Science Lab</b></u>
<span style='color:purple'>/Scientist "You agreed to this in the forms you signed. Now do you want a general anistitic or a local one?"</span>
<u><b>The Brig</b></u>
<span style='color:blue'>"I heard what happend. If your going to hack, try and do it with out being caught." *Looks at the jailer.* "I'm afraid your going to be in here for most of the day." "Anyway, nice to see you spending your time productively. I must be off." *Gets up and walks away.*</span>
<span style='color:pink'>/charm "certainly not! so, thats how he got here. i didnt know, left before the accident. maybe its for the best though. this next mission... did you know they sent a dreadnaught after us last time?"</span>
<span style='color:yellow'>/Julia "A Dreadnought!?! Thats <i>the</i> largest ship in the russian navy. They must have been defending something important." "So why do you have to go back then?"</span>
<u><b>The Science Lab</b></u>
<span style='color:purple'>/Scientist "Very well, just sit back and relex."</span>
The scientist straps you into the chair and administors an anisthitic. At first you resist but soon you are out cold, in a dreamless state.
The scientist removes the mask from your face. You don't know how long you were out for but when you awake you feel different, but you can't explain it.
<span style='color:purple'>/Scientist "How do you feel?"</span>
<span style='color:pink'>"apperantly, we didnt get everything we need. we're missing something to understand it. so we have to go back. obviously, im not too thrilled. i dunno, just trying to shake this chill on the back of my neck."</span>
<b>Returned from me vacation trip <!--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='color:red'>*shakes Frantic's hand* "Oh yeah! Forgot 'bout that. Name's Khan. And yes, I'm in Epoch's squad." *riases eyebrows* "Wait.. How did you know that? I mean, how can you tell?"</span>
<span style='color:lightgreen'>"Good to have ya'board lad!" *Takes a long drag on his 8th beer* "Have i ever toooled you about....." *Goes on about that last mission and how i supposedly saved the day* "Hic!"</span>
<span style='color:cadetblue'>/Ox "How do I know? Ha! Your wearing his squad insignia on your uniform." *Points to a badge on your chest. It is of a pair of wings pierced by a dagger.* "I have one too. He told me earlier that I'd be joining you on you next mission, 'cos you we're a man down or somethink." *Turns to Frantic.* "Anyway mate, tell us your war story."</span>
<u><b>The Brig</b></u>
<i>The warden swings his feet of the table and opens the draw containing your PDA, then pulls out a swipe card from his pocket.</i>
<span style='color:gray'>/Warden "Well I think you've learnt your lesson. I'll let you out early, but don't going telling everyone."</span>
<i>He then opens your cell and lets you go free handing you your PDA.</i>
<b>1 PDA received</b>
You have been released early, and you PDA has been returned.
<u><b>The Medbay</b></u>
<span style='color:yellow'>/Julia "I get that before a battle too, but I've got nerves like jelly. Blood I can deal with, but when the bullets starts flying I'm gone."</span>
<u>The Science Lab</u>
<span style='color:green'>[As you make a move to sit up your head spins wildly, you also notice a ravening hunger. It feels like your stomach is trying to cannibalise itself.]</span>
<span style='color:purple'>/Scientist "Take it easy. When you are ready we will resume the test." *Hands you a bottle.* "You must drink one sip of this twice a day. It should stop you from feeling so hungry. Remember to eat regularly though."</span>
<b>1 Bottle of 'Your Own Special Brew' received</b>
<span style='color:red'>*looks at insignia, somehow embarased* "Ah yeah.... hehe... forgot about this...." *get up* "If you excuse me, I'll leave. Need some time alone...." *heads towards another table, pretty isolated from the rest* "Hope these are the Russians I'm after...." *looks at Ann's photo*</span>
<span style='color:pink'>"yeah, i know. guess im just trying to distract myself. so, anything interesting happening in med? talkings good for the nerves."</span>
<b>I'm out of the next mission!? And it's for the best!? Gee, thanks Dea <!--emo&:p--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html//emoticons/tounge.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='tounge.gif' /><!--endemo-->
*twiddles thumbs in his unconscious state, and mutters something about those damn holographic fades :/*</b>
<span style='color:lightgreen'>"Whert da heell yooou goings lad? ~hic~ He disn't finch his beer." *doens Pkans beer* "~hic~" *passes out on the table*</span>
At that moment Ox's walks in carrying the Frantic over his shoulder and dumps him on an operation table.
<span style='color:cadetblue'>/Ox "The guy can't hold his drink."</span>
<span style='color:yellow'>/Juliet "Hold on one moment please Dea." *Forces a tube down Frantic throat.*</span>
<span style='color:lightgreen'>[When you awake you find yourself in the Medical Bay. Your stomach is paining you and a drip is feeding you a milky liquid intervenusly. Juliet is beside you monitoring your recovery]</span>
<span style='color:yellow'>/Juliet "So you decide to wake up now?" "Take it slowly, you've just had a stomach pump." *Walks over to Wraith and looks at the machine monitoring his condition.* "His condition isn't too bad. If he comes around I could administer a nano pack. That should clear up the damage to his hand in an instant. I can only use them if he is fully conscious though."</span>
<u><b>The Science Lab</b></u>
<span style='color:purple'>/Scientist "Are you ready to go back to the range?"</span>
<span style='color:lightgreen'>*Looks around* "What the hell? I was passed out not in dire need of a damn stomach pump lass! Maybe it was the damn meds the Docs gave me earlier! The bastasds, now i can't drink!" *starts laughing* "Is that the lad who tried to knife a hologram?! Poor bastasd!"</span>
<span style='color:pink'>"well, half my squad in med is interesting enough, if not reassuring. how many people down are we going to be, juliet?" *turns to frantic* "cha, thats him. too bad, ne."</span>
<span style='color:orange'>*mutters a bit more, then suddenly opens his eyes* "Eh, what the hell is this? Last thing I knew, I was going to kill that damned fade..." *tries to move his left arm but only manages to lift it a short distance before letting it fall back his side*</span>
<span style='color:yellow'>/Juliet "Wraith, good to see your up. You tryed to knife an holograpic generator during a pratice on the range and got 250 volts through you for your troubles. You frontliners never cease to amaze me." "Anyway I would like to use a medical pack on that hand of yours, if you'll let me." *Turns to Frantic* "You can go when that drip is done. Just do us a favour and stay of the drink for a bit."</span>
Alcoholism If the character has been drinking before a mission, the character loses all skills (other than those that are innate like Gut Instinct, Gambler, ect). However, he has the following bonuses/penalties on his characteristics: Furious Assault Battle Hardened Know no fear Loss of accuracy and is movement slowed If not he, the character has his normal skills for the mission.
<u><b>The Science Lab</b></u>
<span style='color:purple'>/Scientist "Very well follow me back to the range. And don't forget your 'drink' in the flask." *Leads you to the range.*</span>
<i>The dizzyness passes and you feel clear headed. Though a ravenous hunger still eats away at your stomach. When you get to the shooting gallery you are handed a pistol with two mags again.</i>
<span style='color:purple'>/Scientist *Looks on expectantly* "You know what to do."</span>
<span style='color:green'>"Gah... So hungry..." *I pick up the pistol and load it* "Lets see how its changed" [Carefully picks off targets one by one]</span>
<span style='color:lightgreen'>*looks at Juliet* "Are you nuts lass? Im Irish, the drinks in the blood! It was the med the docs gave me that fouled me up!" *waits till the drip is done and heads off to the shooting range* *mumbles* "Damn docs telling me i can't drink...."</span>
<span style='color:red'>*finally stops being depressed* "Oh well... nothing I can do about that.... at least not now...." *gets a drink* "Think I should get to know the crew I'll be working with..." *wonders off, hoping to meet someone from the group*</span>
<span style='color:orange'>"Urrgh...yeah, go ahead...use as many meds as you want." *glances over at Frantic* "Hey, at least I can hold my drink, mate! Speaking of which..." *scrabbles around for his flask of brandy, and takes a swig* "Ahh...much better, a sip of brandy makes the med pack go down better."</span>
Comments
<i>Three drinks are brought your table.</i>
<span style='color:cadetblue'>/Ox "I never cuaght your name mate. But I can tell he's in Epoch's squad."</span>
<u><b>The Medbay</b></u>
<i>You arrive at the medical bay on the space station. Julia is currently attending to a patince you recognise as Wraith.
He is lying on an operating table a CPR machine lies beside him. A heart moniter shows a steady and healthy beat.
Julia seems to be monitering his recovery.</i>
<u><b>The Science Lab</b></u>
<span style='color:purple'>/Scientist "For best effect it must be injected. A drip would be too slow. If your having second thoughts I could give you a general anistitic."</span>
<u><b>Day 2 - 15:40 </b></u>
*Lays back and puts feet up*
</span>
<span style='color:yellow'>/Julia "Yeah he should be ok. I don't think he will be joining you on your next trip though."
*Turns to Wraith*
"Attempting to knife a holo-projecter isn't the most cleverest thing to do, now is it?"</span>
<u><b>The Science Lab</b></u>
<span style='color:purple'>/Scientist "You agreed to this in the forms you signed. Now do you want a general anistitic or a local one?"</span>
<u><b>The Brig</b></u>
<span style='color:blue'>"I heard what happend. If your going to hack, try and do it with out being caught."
*Looks at the jailer.*
"I'm afraid your going to be in here for most of the day."
"Anyway, nice to see you spending your time productively. I must be off."
*Gets up and walks away.*</span>
[B]Day 2 - 15:45/B]
*Closes eyes*</span>
<span style='color:yellow'>/Julia "A Dreadnought!?! Thats <i>the</i> largest ship in the russian navy. They must have been defending something important."
"So why do you have to go back then?"</span>
<u><b>The Science Lab</b></u>
<span style='color:purple'>/Scientist "Very well, just sit back and relex."</span>
The scientist straps you into the chair and administors an anisthitic.
At first you resist but soon you are out cold, in a dreamless state.
<span style='color:purple'>/Scientist "Wakey, wakey."</span>
The scientist removes the mask from your face.
You don't know how long you were out for but when you awake you feel different, but you can't explain it.
<span style='color:purple'>/Scientist "How do you feel?"</span>
[B]Day 2 - ??:??/B]
*I try to get up*</span>
<span style='color:red'>*shakes Frantic's hand*
"Oh yeah! Forgot 'bout that. Name's Khan. And yes, I'm in Epoch's squad."
*riases eyebrows*
"Wait.. How did you know that? I mean, how can you tell?"</span>
*Takes a long drag on his 8th beer*
"Have i ever toooled you about....."
*Goes on about that last mission and how i supposedly saved the day*
"Hic!"</span>
<span style='color:cadetblue'>/Ox "How do I know? Ha! Your wearing his squad insignia on your uniform."
*Points to a badge on your chest. It is of a pair of wings pierced by a dagger.*
"I have one too. He told me earlier that I'd be joining you on you next mission, 'cos you we're a man down or somethink."
*Turns to Frantic.*
"Anyway mate, tell us your war story."</span>
<u><b>The Brig</b></u>
<i>The warden swings his feet of the table and opens the draw containing your PDA, then pulls out a swipe card from his pocket.</i>
<span style='color:gray'>/Warden "Well I think you've learnt your lesson. I'll let you out early, but don't going telling everyone."</span>
<i>He then opens your cell and lets you go free handing you your PDA.</i>
<b>1 PDA received</b>
You have been released early, and you PDA has been returned.
<u><b>The Medbay</b></u>
<span style='color:yellow'>/Julia "I get that before a battle too, but I've got nerves like jelly. Blood I can deal with, but when the bullets starts flying I'm gone."</span>
<u>The Science Lab</u>
<span style='color:green'>[As you make a move to sit up your head spins wildly, you also notice a ravening hunger. It feels like your stomach is trying to cannibalise itself.]</span>
<span style='color:purple'>/Scientist "Take it easy. When you are ready we will resume the test."
*Hands you a bottle.*
"You must drink one sip of this twice a day. It should stop you from feeling so hungry. Remember to eat regularly though."</span>
<b>1 Bottle of 'Your Own Special Brew' received</b>
[B]Day 2 - 16:00/B]
"Ah yeah.... hehe... forgot about this...."
*get up*
"If you excuse me, I'll leave. Need some time alone...."
*heads towards another table, pretty isolated from the rest*
"Hope these are the Russians I'm after...."
*looks at Ann's photo*</span>
*twiddles thumbs in his unconscious state, and mutters something about those damn holographic fades :/*</b>
*doens Pkans beer*
"~hic~"
*passes out on the table*</span>
<span style='color:yellow'>/Juliet "Anything interesting like..."</span>
At that moment Ox's walks in carrying the Frantic over his shoulder and dumps him on an operation table.
<span style='color:cadetblue'>/Ox "The guy can't hold his drink."</span>
<span style='color:yellow'>/Juliet "Hold on one moment please Dea."
*Forces a tube down Frantic throat.*</span>
<span style='color:lightgreen'>[When you awake you find yourself in the Medical Bay. Your stomach is paining you and a drip is feeding you a milky liquid intervenusly. Juliet is beside you monitoring your recovery]</span>
<span style='color:yellow'>/Juliet "So you decide to wake up now?"
"Take it slowly, you've just had a stomach pump."
*Walks over to Wraith and looks at the machine monitoring his condition.*
"His condition isn't too bad. If he comes around I could administer a nano pack. That should clear up the damage to his hand in an instant. I can only use them if he is fully conscious though."</span>
<u><b>The Science Lab</b></u>
<span style='color:purple'>/Scientist "Are you ready to go back to the range?"</span>
Day 2 - 16:10
*I stand up, fighting the dizzyness*
"Ok, lets get this over with."
[heads off to the range]</span>
"What the hell? I was passed out not in dire need of a damn stomach pump lass! Maybe it was the damn meds the Docs gave me earlier! The bastasds, now i can't drink!"
*starts laughing*
"Is that the lad who tried to knife a hologram?! Poor bastasd!"</span>
*turns to frantic*
"cha, thats him. too bad, ne."</span>
"Eh, what the hell is this? Last thing I knew, I was going to kill that damned fade..."
*tries to move his left arm but only manages to lift it a short distance before letting it fall back his side*</span>
"Well you got it lad, but the damn holo got you!"</span>
<span style='color:yellow'>/Juliet "Wraith, good to see your up. You tryed to knife an holograpic generator during a pratice on the range and got 250 volts through you for your troubles. You frontliners never cease to amaze me."
"Anyway I would like to use a medical pack on that hand of yours, if you'll let me."
*Turns to Frantic*
"You can go when that drip is done. Just do us a favour and stay of the drink for a bit."</span>
<b><span style='color:lightgreen'>[Frantic - Alcoholism trait gained]</span></b>
Alcoholism
If the character has been drinking before a mission, the character loses all skills (other than those that are innate like Gut Instinct, Gambler, ect). However, he has the following bonuses/penalties on his characteristics:
Furious Assault
Battle Hardened
Know no fear
Loss of accuracy and is movement slowed
If not he, the character has his normal skills for the mission.
<u><b>The Science Lab</b></u>
<span style='color:purple'>/Scientist "Very well follow me back to the range. And don't forget your 'drink' in the flask."
*Leads you to the range.*</span>
<i>The dizzyness passes and you feel clear headed. Though a ravenous hunger still eats away at your stomach.
When you get to the shooting gallery you are handed a pistol with two mags again.</i>
<span style='color:purple'>/Scientist *Looks on expectantly*
"You know what to do."</span>
<b>Day 2 - 16:15</b>
*I pick up the pistol and load it*
"Lets see how its changed"
[Carefully picks off targets one by one]</span>
<span style='color:pink'>"any way i can help? these are my sqaudmates."</span>
"Are you nuts lass? Im Irish, the drinks in the blood! It was the med the docs gave me that fouled me up!"
*waits till the drip is done and heads off to the shooting range*
*mumbles* "Damn docs telling me i can't drink...."</span>
"Oh well... nothing I can do about that.... at least not now...."
*gets a drink*
"Think I should get to know the crew I'll be working with..."
*wonders off, hoping to meet someone from the group*</span>
*glances over at Frantic*
"Hey, at least I can hold my drink, mate! Speaking of which..."
*scrabbles around for his flask of brandy, and takes a swig*
"Ahh...much better, a sip of brandy makes the med pack go down better."</span>