Author Topic: Military Frigate Holding You in Space - The second part!  (Read 13626 times)


Some random guard throws a grenade into the disposal.
There is now a hole in the place the disposal leads to.

I then dance because I can

Ok lets go in the left vent like we said. Ok Lets go go go!

I use my ratbone knife and attach it to my fist

ITT: stuffty Role players




Name: Tyler Fryer
Occupation: Janitor on the Military Frigate

As I was walking down the hall,I noticed fecal matter splattered against a cell wall. I sprayed it with my space cleaner full of cleaning chemicals,and the matter was gone in seconds.

"Good as new."

(Sorry if this contradicts anything,my internet is a richard and is REALLY slow so i couldn't read)

After making his way past the guards, Mark comes to the grub hall. He decides to pick up some melons and sandvichs for his comrades in captivity. He also  grabs a bowie knofe that someone left out in the open. It has "Live 2 Kill" engraved on the handle. "Silly americans." he thought as he walked back to the cells to serve  food to his starving comrades.

As we walk through the vents we hear Mark down below and just to mess with him i start stomping my feet on the vent the crawl off.

"So? how are we gonna escape in time?"

"We still have a few days." Lenuoes opens a vent and ask, "Hey you guy with the food, you want to get off this piece of stuff?" and "Also get me a roll."

Just as Lenuoes does that,I say "DON'T THINK I DIDN'T SEE YOU AND ANOTHER IDIOT TRACKING loving SPACE DIRT THROUGH THE HALLWAYS.

AND IT WASN'T EVEN SPACE DIRT,IT WAS stuff. WHERE ARE YOU GUYS GETTING THIS ON YOUR SHOES?
I'M WONDERING WHY I DON'T JUST HOP ON A ESCAPE POD DOWN THE HALLWAY FROM THIS PIECE OF stuff CAFETERIA THAT I HAVE TO CLEAN EVERY GODDAMN DAY WHEN SOMEONE HAS A FOOD FIGHT.

I'M FILING A COMPLAINT. GOOD DAY SIR."

I hide in a janitor's storage area and take:
A mop (Primary weapon)
Spraybottle [Empty] (Belt slot)
Bucket (Backpack slot)
and find the door locked