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Author Topic: SPACE MARAUDERS - Deployment time  (Read 159543 times)

The infiltration specialist of Big Red's unit, the kalakarg now known (much to his annoyance) as "Squishy" easily escaped his Iconian masters and allowed the rest of the survivors to make it out of the internment camp before they were executed. He wears a standard infiltration harness, working with his boneless body to allow him to slip through passages otherwise too tight. He carries with him a harpoon marksman rifle and a chem blaster capable of dispensing otlok to wounded allies. He harbors a deep regret for not being able to rescue more of his fellow prisoners, and as a result is rather protective of his allies.



« Last Edit: September 09, 2012, 12:55:54 PM by Qwepir »



Alexia Aroth - Age 21 Totally not a self-insert
A cyborg who was nearly killed, but rebuilt for the purposes of killing things. Strict, has the emotional depth of a bagel (aside from hatred, resent, remorse, you know all of the not happy stuff) , distant, and oftentimes too angry and commanding for her own good. Quick to violence, holds grudges for long periods of time, very much a pessimist, dislikes jokes. Prefers long-ranged weaponry, but will settle for anything she can get her hands on.

Just putting it out there that she's probably going to resent Face so hard

Just putting it out there that she's probably going to resent Face so hard
wowe

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One of only a few surviving conscripts from a kalakarg infantry platoon which attempted to desert from their Iconian oppressors. His name is not pronouncable by humans, but he has begrudgingly accepted the moniker "Big Red". In battle he carries a modified plasma cutter, now intended to cut down people as well as doors.




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David "Face" Baker, age 28.
Weapons enthusiast/specialist, prefers shotguns and revolvers. He also specializes in toxics and chemicals, as he likes to make his own chemical grenades. In a lab accident, his lungs were damaged, making them incredibly vulnerable to any air impurities, so he always wears an air filter mask, thus making him immune to his own chem. grenades. Likes to be comical, but can be immature.
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The infiltration specialist of Big Red's unit, the kalakarg now known (much to his annoyance) as "Squishy" easily escaped his Iconian masters and allowed the rest of the survivors to make it out of the internment camp before they were executed. He wears a standard infiltration harness, working with his boneless body to allow him to slip through passages otherwise too tight. He carries with him a harpoon marksman rifle and a chem blaster capable of dispensing otlok to wounded allies.




accept


Alexia Aroth - Age 21 Totally not a self-insert
A cyborg who was nearly killed, but rebuilt for the purposes of killing things. Strict, has the emotional depth of a bagel (aside from hatred, resent, remorse, you know all of the not happy stuff) , distant, and oftentimes too angry and commanding for her own good. Quick to violence, holds grudges for long periods of time, very much a pessimist, dislikes jokes. Prefers long-ranged weaponry, but will settle for anything she can get her hands on.

Just putting it out there that she's probably going to resent Face so hard
cant view sprite right now, but i'll accept anyways

aaand I'm going to stop you all there and get on with the adventure





You are the captain. You are in your room. Your closet is to the right, the door to outside to the left.

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To the closet and get dressed I mean really what are you going to do stroll around in your underwear and wave your junk around like nobody's business? Get dressed yo

To the closet and get dressed I mean really what are you going to do stroll around in your underwear and wave your junk around like nobody's business?
That's me when I'm alone for the weekend.

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Use intercom or whatever to call the crew

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: H... hi...

Your first mate calls you and informs you that you are needed on the bridge.
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« Last Edit: January 10, 2013, 10:25:42 AM by Tingalz »

Grab your pistol, sword, that brown thing on the table, and report to the bridge.


Grab your pistol, sword, that brown thing on the table, and report to the bridge.
that's a ship in a bottle silly

grab the table on the top shelf to fight

holster boltgun, haul ass to the bridge

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Grab your pistol, sword, that brown thing on the table, and report to the bridge.

There's no point in bringing them to the bridge, so you leave your two pistols and your STABIUM CUTLASS in your quarters and run to the bridge.



There you meet your second in command, Lieutenant Tyrell. He has a large scar on his face and a bionic leg, both from seperate nasty incidents. He's the longest serving crewmember on the Privateer's Blade other than you, and you trust him more than anyone on the ship.

: Glad you finally found your way to the bridge, captain.
: Guess I slept in again.
: Anyways, we've picked up some sort of distress signal, scans show it's from a ferronis ship.
: Ferronis? I've never heard of them.
: They're a collective of AI constructs originating from a world near this sector.
: Their creator race, which is unknown, was wiped out by the iconians long ago.
: Are they friendly? Should we bother helping?
: They wouldn't attack anyone coming to help them, and I'm sure that they may have some good loot to spare if we offer assistance...

(if you're wondering about your character, calm down they will get screen time later)
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« Last Edit: January 10, 2013, 10:26:46 AM by Tingalz »