Author Topic: Infestation - A Text Roleplay  (Read 3911 times)

"This just in - Breaking News. The recently launched freighter to carry the first supply shipment and more than thirteen thousand more people to the newly-established research colony, Artox, has gone missing. Despite all attempts at communications and sending out search teams, nobody has been able to locate it. We're here live at the landing site on Artox, with one William Turkz. William, tell us what you're upset about." "M-my wife was on that ship, and my kids. They were coming after me - they wanted me to m-m-make sure that it was nice here. I found us a nice house and everything... e-even if they were... d-d-de-... I would still be h-happy knowing where they were.." "Thank you William... Back to you, Johnathan."

"What the..." The engineer walked along the surface of the ship, searching for that minor hull breach he'd heard about. There was some sort of growth coming out of the reported area. He pulled out his plasma cutter, turning it on. He burned away at the biomass, holding the flame up to it. It melted away. When he slid inside, he saw something horrific. A strange creature, had two large spike things protruding from it.  A girl was trapped on the wall by more biomass, but tentacles had extended from it into her mouth. Her skin was deteiorating, and one arm has a small blade protruding from it. He flicked switch on the plasma cutter, changing it to pulse mode. He pulled the trigger, a small bolt of plasma impacting the creature's face. It just got back up, headless, still walking towards him. He shot at it's chest frequently, but it just kept getting back up. It almost clawed him, but he shot the arms off. That seemed to deal it a huge blow...
He fired at the legs, too, and four tentacles pried open it's chest as it fell to the ground. Attached to the 'arms' were a small growth. The tentacle-creature simply crawled out and died. He brought a finger up to his head, turning on the earpiece. "Uh, sir, we have a bit of a problem..."

A dead-space THEMED roleplay. It is not dead space, but it is themed. Hence the sword armed zombie thing and the plasma cutter and the dismemberment. Basically, you play as one of the crew members or passengers of the ship. No, you cannot be Issac Clarke.

Put this on your first post, and your character's name must be in every post

Name:
Apparel:
Occupation(engineer, passenger, etc.):
Equipment:
Location:

Welp, here we go.

Did I mention NO ROBOTS unless you PM me for permission
« Last Edit: March 16, 2011, 06:13:29 PM by Watcher In The Myst »

I am intrigued by this.

Name: Brawler
Apperal: Rusty yellow and green paintjob,small plastic bull horns welded to head
Job: Lifter/Mover
Equipment: Model IV cylon engine, cargo clamps, fisted arm

Brawler was a decommisioned cargo worker robot who had been
taken offline after several malfunctions caused him to vicouly attack
crew and passangers if they said something he didnt approve of.
After causing the death of two passangers, and the injury of several
more, he was taken offline and stored in a crate. however, the
engineers who were taking him offline neglected to disconnect
Brawler from the mainframe. when the biomass first began forming,
it severed a minor connection from the cargo bay to the mainframe.
this caused Brawlers systems to reboot. now hes on a hunt for
thoose responsible for his imprisonment, and those who caused his
ressurection.

CARGO LIFTER UNIT A9 NOW ONLINE
INPUT DIRECTIVE
WARNING. MAINFRAME CONNECTION ERROR
CANNOT RECIVE SIGNAL
INITIATING POWER SAVE MODE
.......

Brawlers AI core sends out a shipwide broken machinery alert. it can
only be picked up by an engineers radio. Brawler needs new batterie cells.

sorry, no bots unless you pm me with a good application

Name: Nikolai Scratch
Apparel: Dark red striped pants, black/red jacket, Quake symbol necklace, charcoal-gray Minecraft shirt, computer glasses
Occupation: Otherworldly Ambassador
Equipment: 1 Plasma Cutter, 1 Zanbato
Location: Freighter to Artox


Nikolai Scratch is, simply put, the most awesome being ever to be on this freighter.
He weilds a zanbato and he doesn`t afraid of anything.
He`s most recognized for the two small sets of horns, which look a lot like candy corn.
Normally, it`d be superfluous for an ambassador to carry a giant sword. It`s mostly just for show, but he keeps it razor-sharp, just in case.
He got on the freighter because one of his friends is responsible for creating Artox. He was supposed to show up to cut the ribbon, which is mostly the reason he brang the zanbato in the first place.
Not anymore.
Now it`s a weapon of self-defence.
(Sorry about the apostrophes, my keyboard is forgeted up)

sorry, no bots unless you pm me with a good application
can i just copy and paste what ive written into a message? it gives a reasonable explanation for Brawlers existence and/or a breif record of his history.

anyone can join unless they are a robot, you have to pm me then. ALSO LUGNUT, ACCEPTED

ok. fine. ill be human.

Name: Saphic Daedrus
Occupation: Wealthy gentlemen
Apperal: Buisness suit, bowler hat,
Inventory: ID, Letter for Mr. Heinz
Location: his luxry cabin

Saphic is a wealthy buissinessman, and the heir to a major fortune. he was sent by his family to deliver a letter to a Mr. Heinz, an old family friend. he is also taking the oppertumity to court a beatiful young lady on a Artox. he has little knowledge of anything that might be useful to anybody other than some sort of person who deals in commerce. he comes from a long line of finacial wizards, who carved out an interstellar trading empire over the course of sevral generations.

Saphic walks out of his cabin he heard a shipwide message, saying that engines had stopped, and the engine room was on lockdown. he angrily strode towards the evevator, his father had said that the letter must be devilered by tomarrow. he intends to see the captin, and demand an explenation for the delays. he boards the elevator...

Name: M.A.N.A.G.E.M.E.N.T.
Apparel: Silver and stuff.
Occupation(engineer, passenger, etc.): AI
Equipment:Everything electronic, but there is currently electrical malfunctions.
Location:Dead center of the ship in a highly reinforced room. At least, that's where it physically is...

Xavier stalked through the halls, his X36 Mk4 power armor's visor glowing red. He activated the flashlight, raising the plasma cutter. The power had gone out. He looked around the flashlight illuminating the halls. He saw something move. He turned, a Screamer running at him, its claws extended from its fingers. He heard the war cry of it, and pulled the trigger. The head broke away from the body and it fell to the ground. He fired at the arms, then the legs. It was dead.

He fell to the ground as the freighter shifted to the left in space. It would suck to be in an elevator. That shift would take out ALL power, except to vital systems such as life support and the AI. He stalked along the hallway, and put his wrist bracer up to a scanner next to a door. It slid open and shut behind him, the dim emergency lighting of Engineering guiding his way. He could hear the Crawlers in the vents. They had smelled him... He sprinted forward, to the engineering re supply room. He stuck out his wrist bracer, sliding inside. the door shut behind him, and the head of a Crawler popped into the airlock. He re-scanned his bracer, entering the nearly pitch black room. He looked around with his flashlight, grabbed a motion sensor, and stuck it on the ceiling next to the vent. It would display a notification on his HUD if it 'saw' something. He walked over to the circuit breaker, turning on the left helmet light now. He unscrewed it with the multitool, pulled apart the wires, and turned on the control panel. He entered the override code, and the emergency lighting shut off, and so did the air ventilation (only in that room). The atmospheric stabilizer in his suit kicked on, and he quickly worked. He brought up the distribution menu, then pulled out his multitool again. He cut the red wire, allowing him to fully control it. He turned full power distribution up in that room, and he also turned on the deposit box access. He was creating a saferoom.


IF YOU ARE IN AN ELEVATOR OR HALLWAY, IT IS PITCHBLACK. IF YOU ARE IN AN ELEVATOR, YOU'RE STUCK, TOO.

Name: John Orlov
Apparel: Advanced Exo Suit(Mk6),Basic Uniform
Occupation: Engineer
Equipment: Advanced Plasma Cutter,Plasma ammo(29),Bowie Knife
Location: Elevator



"Dammit."I think as the Elevator slow moves to a halt.All of a sudden I hear screeching and clinking coming towards my way.THIS IS NO GOOOD. A crawler sticks it's ugly face throw the ceiling to meet some hot plasma. His head is gone but it still is kicking.I fire multiple rounds in various areas making sure he is dead. I then try to force the door open but it won't budge.I'm gonna have to climb out. I jump and climb through the "roof" of the elevator.I kick the necromorph body down into the complete darkness.Good riddance

John:Switch to Infrared.

I see various organisms crawling up and down biomass in the shaft.

John:Hell no



Name: John Orlov
Apparel: Advanced Exo Suit(Mk6),Basic Uniform
Occupation: Engineer
Equipment: Advanced Plasma Cutter,Plasma ammo(29),Bowie Knife
Location: Elevator Shaft
« Last Edit: March 17, 2011, 01:30:37 PM by Shadowed999 »

There are no Orbital Drop Shock Troopers for christ's sake. Second, the plasma cutter, ANY kind at all, is engineering not security. Third, there are no job crossovers. Fourth, by stepping out into the elevator shaft, your character sees tons of biomass and creatures forming from it. They lunge at him, but he makes it back inside the elevator. Barely.

Xavier smiled at his progress. He had opened up four unused extension rooms and the head engineering quarters, making that his room. He diverted control of all the breakers in the safe area to his terminal. He had ordered twenty beds in the deposit zone, placing one in his room, ten of them in the now living quarters, and the other nine in the now medbay. He had ordered a laser surgery kit to saw of biomass, and four first-aid kits. The smallest room had been converted into the armory and was stocked full of plasmacutters and electric batons. Only his wrist bracer could open it, and that was attached to his armor. The fourth and final room was converted into storage. Two engineering Mk4 suits were stored there, along with about eighty plasma cells. Plasma cells hold enough  charge for a plasma cutter shot, AKA, they have 800 shots. The living quarters had a TV set up in it, playing tapes of Futurama and Adventure Time. It was all he could find.

He also ordered a ship-wide broadcasting radio, the last one left in stock. Before setting up the radio, he made sure that only his wristbracer could access the deposit terminal. He set up the radio, first broadcasting to elevators and maitenence hallways. "This is Xavier Gultrum. I am a former engineer. As you are probably aware, the ship's been infested by some kind of virus. The power's out everywhere, other than atmospherics and communications, thanks to me. The safe room I've established has full lighting and small luxuries. Maitenence hallways have dim emergency lighting. I am willing to extract anyone from anywhere, unless it is in the hangar of the ship. Cameras have shown that that is where the main set of creatures are. A small one climbed up the wall and broke the camera before I could see anymore, but I know that that is unsafe. Recontact me if you need extraction." He set it to loop on all frequencies, and sat on the couch, watching TV on his terminal.

Saphic presses the intercom button in the elevator, but it does not work. he bangs on the elevator doors a little while longer before giving up.
"Im doomed..." he moans.
"Im stuck in an elevator with the power out, and I have no idea how to fix it."
Saphic sits in the corner of the elevator.
"Im sure power will be restored in no time at all."
a large object begins pummeling the door of the elevator.
THUD
THUD
"my goodness! a rescue team already!? im in luck! perhaps I will deliver my letter on time after all!"
the door opens a crack to reveal the biomass outside.

Saphic faints dead away.

Nikolai wields the Zanbato readily upon hearing sounds he knew did not belong. He raises his hand to his ear area, and upon pressing it, a visor activates and shows itself upon his eyes.

"Infrared mode. Now."

Four biomass are charging towards him. Ordinarily, even Isaac Clarke couldn't handle these blobs of muscle, but for Nikolai Scratch, it's no problem. His razor-sharp sword cuts straight through their tough flesh in one swift slash.
He turns off his visor and walks over to an elevator shaft.
"Hmph. Lousy iron elevator doors."
Nikolai cuts a large hole in the elevator door easily. He slides down the cable like a fire pole, and lands on an elevator.
KTANG.
Sounds of shuffling and someone cowering are heard inside the elevator. Nikolai slowly opens the emergency hatch and jumps in.
"Holy stuff, it's a businessman!"

Xavier hears the thud and quickly triangulates the signal, grabbing an extra plasma cutter, loaded with a plasma cell and two others in the ammo holders. He sprints out of the saferoom, firing off shots at the creatures by him to slow them down. He slides to a stop at the elevator door, swaps to Weld mode, cuts the sides off, and kicks it open. The two doors plummet into the darkness, and he hears a SPLAT as they impact biomass. He sees the elevator, as the red light on it is flashing rapidly. He reels backwards, sprints forward, and leaps. He cuts of the biomass leeching inside, and pries open the elevator's roof.

He sees the man asleep on the floor, then realizes he had fainted. He pulled out smelling salts from the first aid bag he had attached to his armor, wafting the smell under the man's nose. "Wake up." The man drifts back into consciousness. "W-where am I?" "You're in the elevator. Let's get you out of here." He handed the man the spare plasma cutter, lifted him out of the elevator, and leaped. "Come on." He used the voice amplification units in his suit to 'yell'. The man leaps, barely making it. "Come with me." The two head to the safehouse, sliding inside.






BIOSMASS ARE BLOBS/TENTACLES THAT SLOWLY GROW. See below picture.

« Last Edit: March 17, 2011, 02:15:41 PM by Watcher In The Myst »

Nikolai emerges from the shadows and follows them, making sure they know he's there too. Xavier immediately wheels around and tries to cut him to pieces with his Plasma Cutter, but he blocks the beam with his zanbato.
Did I mention his zanbato is made of a tungsten-boron-titanium alloy?

"My apologies. My name is Nikolai. I-"
They just stare dumbfoundedly at his horns.
"Stop looking at my horns."