The Wreck of the USC Affection - Text Roleplay

[Blaze0]

Name: Percy Coleman
Status: Awesome

Percy: Hey, John, what radio frequency are you on?

John: 9.4

Percy: A little bit of tinkering, and...perfect!

Percy: *Radio*Hello? Test.

John: So the EliteIntersect can hack radio devices? Sweet.

I strap the guy who fell onto my belt with strong rope and I jet back up to the top. I un clip him, jet back down to John, and bring him back up too.

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[TMAN7676]

Name: James Kazliek
Occupation on the ship (OTS): Engineer of the ship maintenance, engine room *267
Equipment: Dusty engineer suit, Welder, nuts and bolts x4, wrench, screw driver
Status: Small burn on left arm, small cut on face.
Location on deck (LOD): Medbay
 
  Right after i called John, The air cooler stopped. I didnt find it very surprising. However, after a few minutes, there was a moan from he ship. The  lights flickered, and everything was back on track.

"Greg? Where the hell are you? Did you hear that?"

[Deus Ex]

Name: Lucas Satcher
Status: Terrified.

They were coming. I could hear the scraping in the ducts. Their ragged breathing echoed down the halls. I quietly slipped into a storage closet and locked the door. Between the slits, I caught a glimpse of mottled, gray and black flesh. I held my breath, praying they wouldn't scent my equipment.

Now open to meet up.

[Shadowed999]

Name:John C. Orlov 45th
OTS:O.D.S.T.,Engineer
Equipment:ODST suit,Engineer kit
Status:Brused leg,small gash in right arm,Pumped up

Lucas*radio*:Orlov,they're here!

John*radio*:Hold tight,sir.

Percy and I dash down the hallway unaware of those things chasing us and popping through vents n' floor panels.

[Jokey365]

Name: M.A.X. 2.0
OTS: Servant Robot
Equipment: Battery Recharge Kit
Status: Fine
LOD: Medbay
I grind my feet into the Medbay to stop my sprint. "HUMANS! CREATUES ARE COMING! HUNDREDS! IN THE SHIP'S WALLS! THEY CONTAIN MANY DESIESES AND CAN REPRODUCE INCREDIBLY FAST! WE MUST BARRICADE AND ARM OURSELVES!" I shouted to the humans. My sensores picked up the creatures incredibly nearby. Something's arm BURST our of the floor and grabbed me. It began to pull my under but the surgeon from earlier grabbed my arms in an attempt to save me. It was no use. The creature pulled me into the bowels of the ship.

INITIATION EMERGENCY SHUTDOWN...

[Jorici]

Greg died, (lol) I will assume the role of the ships AI, the Director.

Hostiles detected in air vents...

Initiating Emergency shutdown...

Activating blockage remover...

Just then, flames spew out of the cracks in the walls. Hundreds of the creatures scream and die, but some continue on.

Sealing MedBay doors...

Initiating Chlorine dispenser...


Instead of oxygen, a very highly concentrated stream of Chlorine Fumes started spewing out of the ventilation system.

Six minutes until Chlorine fills the MedBay. Six minutes and counting...


If you do not know what Chlorine is, it is a Halogen on the periodic table that well, kills you. They used it in WWI in the trenches as chemical warfare, and it is corrosive to pretty much anything.

[Shadowed999]

You didnt post how Greg died. :C

[Jorici]

Fine, I will

Name: Greg Pinckney
OTS: MedBay surgeon
Equipment: Medical Bag, First Aid kit
Status: Good, small cut on the left arm, and bruised.
LOD: Maintenence A-1

I sprint away from that robot. He just killed a man! I knew I shouldn't trust these robots, not one bit. One of the grates exploded, and boiling hot steam blew right into my face. I scream and tumble to the ground, hand's clasped over my face. The creature crawled out from the grate area, and jumped on me. I saw it's dirty face, and I kicked it off of me. My face still burned badly, and I was holding in the pain, as I leaped across the gap in the hallway. 3 of those things were chasing me, and one jumped on me. The other two started gnawing on my skull, and then I blacked out.

[Shadowed999]

And have an epic way to die but still sad.

[Jorici]

lol it is almost 2 by me, I am tired as anything

[Shadowed999]

Its like 1:39 here.Im watching "Kings" episode one part 1 and 2.

[Deus Ex]

3:45 bitches.

[Feep]

Name: Phillip Knight
Occupation on the ship (OTS): Engineer / Scout
Equipment: Prototype Space Suit (PSS), Toolbelt, .45 caliber automatic pistol, rucksack
Status: Decent, hungry
(I was in a depressurized airlock, vacuum = less gravity = less impact = less injuries)

Phillip Knight wakes out of his unconsciousness of being hurled around in the airlock while the ship was being thrown around, unable to see he trys his radio, but hears no response. Unable to exit the airlock without any power or a strong enough grip on my crowbar, I settle down in the padded airlock.

[Deus Ex]

Too.
Many.
Engineers.

[Jorici]

Too.
Many.
Engineers.

I know.

Be more creative, people!