IESC Commodore: RP START.

[Tomcat]

Name: John walker
Occupation/role: support class
Inventory: Light machine gun, medical supplies, heat seeking binoculars, cigarette pack.
age: 33

The ship came down.It smashed to pieces. i landed outside with most of the other soldiers. We fell like bricks. when we landed i broke my left leg. struggling hard to breathe. I breathed slowly and put my oxygen mask to get oxygen in my half empty lungs. I was stunned. then after regaining my strength and ignoring the cramp in my back i picked up my MG and limped my way to look at the others.  As my fingers touched a soldiers cold neck checking for a pulse i knew that as he crashed down his life flashed before him.

Not accepted, stop posting. This isn't a military rp, we don't have loving op machine guns. Get out. Read the damn job list.

[Ad Bot]

[Lugnut]

Name: L.U.G.N.U.T.
Role: AI
Age: 2 Years
Inventory:EVERYTHING

I broadcast over the ships radio that I am active, although electrical interference is cutting off access to certain areas of the ship.
I also suggest that our nonexistent repair crews get on that.

I then start working on cameras and double checking the backup systems.
The backup systems are wireless with access points in critical areas of the ship.
Default is wired systems, which are as much as ten times as fast as the wireless ones.

[Jorici]

Name: Captain First-Class Walter Snyder

Role: Head of Security

Age: 49

Inventory: Command Radio Headset, Head of Security Badge, Head of Security rifle (Re-designed Lee-Enfield .303) .303 rounds (30)

Backstory: Was a New York City cop for 26 years, before accepting the position on the Commodore. Great with rifles, and is equiped with a World-War 2 era lee-enfield, with COMMODORE SECURITY, with the corporation's logo next to it engraved into the stock, and an oak finish.

To get an idea on what it looks like,

[Tomcat]

You're accepted Jorici.
I'm not taking anymore.
If you want in, PM with your sheet and I'll accept you if it's good.

[battlebrain]

Captain First-Class

?

[Lugnut]

?

as opposed to just a measly captain
he's CAPTAIN FIRST CLASS

[Tomcat]

Gojira is accepted.
No more Security please.

[Tomcat]

Name: Zeke Gardner

Role: Laborer

Age: 29

Inventory: Box cutter, tape, clothes, O2 tank, face-mask.
    Zeke's heart beated violently has he struggled to operate the emergency terminal adjacent to him. He looked around the cryo-pod, observing the glass infront of him, it holding a river from rushing in and drowning him.

"You loving piece of junk!"

    In a swift, powerful movement he smashed the terminal infront of him, cutting his hand and pouring blood over the pod walls/floor.

"stuff."

     A moment later, he noticed a panel next on the pod wall. The metal panel, having a depression that held the button to open it, was unlocked. Immediately Zeke opened it, and peered at the contents inside. The soft blue glow radiating from the ceiling made it difficult to see the objects inside the container.

"Damn, it's my stuff! Something else too."

     What he pulled out was a box cutter, some tape, and his clothes.

"I think there's more stuff..."

    He pulled out a face-mask and a oxygen tank.

[battlebrain]

Name: Peter Francis

Role: Guard

Age: 37

Inventory: 9mm Pistol, Badge, Guard uniform, recently acquired M4 rifle, 90 rounds of 5.56mm ammo, 40 rounds of 9mm ammo
"OK, just don't panic." Peter thought. Noticing his security radio he tries to get a hold of someone, "Hello? Is anyone there?." Maybe i should make my way to the bridge, there's bound to be someone there...

[Tomcat]

Name: Zeke Gardner

Role: Laborer

Age: 29

Inventory: Box cutter, tape, clothes, O2 tank, face-mask.

From a small crack in the distance, Zeke could see, the young night descend upon these horrid grounds.

[Gojira]

Name: Peter Francis

Role: Guard

Age: 37

Inventory: 9mm Pistol, Badge, Guard uniform, recently acquired M4 rifle, 90 rounds of 5.56mm ammo, 40 rounds of 9mm ammo
"OK, just don't panic." Peter thought. Noticing his security radio he tries to get a hold of someone, "Hello? Is anyone there?." Maybe i should make my way to the bridge, there's bound to be someone there...

Jacob Steele

Guard

26

Inventory: Talon Mk19 laser pistol, directed energy incapacitator (like a taser), radio, body armor (protection against projectile/melee weapons)

Responding to battlebrain:

Picks up radio and says
"Jacob Steele here. You stuck here too? I'm on the bridge, so head there. I think we'll survive longer with two of us."
Jacob sets up a makeshift tent from the wood and leaves on this planet. Jacob also starts a campfire, in order to keep warm, and cook whatever meat he can find on this planet (if his Mk19 does not fry it first).

Jacob Steele

Status: Building a tent and campfire, recovering from wounds received in crash, and waiting for unknown fellow security unit.

Inventory: Talon Mk19 laser pistol, DEI, radio, vest

Role: Security

[Tomcat]

Name: Zeke Gardner

Role: Laborer

Age: 29

Inventory: Box cutter, tape, clothes, O2 tank, face-mask.

"Okay, one-two-three!"

     Zeke slammed to button, and the door of the cyro-pod forced open with a "woosh" as water rush in. He opened the valve on the O2 tank and swam vigorously to the door, colliding with nearly every object in the room. When he got to the door, he slammed the button if a furious determination. When the door opened, he rushed out of the water, running right onto the remains of the bridge.

"Oh... hello."

[Gojira]

Jacob Steele

Guard

Talon Mk19 Laser Pistol, DEI, radio, vest

"...Hi. Who are you? You're definetely not the guy I radioed. Feel free to come on in, though."

This guy does not seem too bad. I let him come into my camp.

I hear a voice kinda far off, like... it's my name.

"JACOB! HELP ME!"

I look and I see a man being attacked by what looks like a wolf. I aim my Mk19 at the wolf-thing through the Mk19's reflex sight, and pull the trigger. The ray hits the beast in the head and kills it.

Jacob Steele

Guard

26

Talon Mk19 Laser Pistol, DEI, radio, vest.

[Tomcat]

Name: Zeke Gardner

Role: Laborer

Age: 29

Inventory: Box cutter, tape, clothes, O2 tank, face-mask.
"Wha- What the forget is that thing!"

He watches as the laser shot incinerates the creature's head.

"Holy stuff... The- The name is Zeke by the way, worker on this ship."

[Jokey365]

Name: Max Johnson

Role: Laborer

Age: 20

Inventory: Baggy clothes, Knife, Rope, Metal Pole
The kid wouldn't last long out here so the only option is to get him inside. I walk up to the crash and notice some loose debree with an opening behind it. I walk up to it and pull on it. After some force it falls off, and water comes rushing out. "Well it looks like we have a flooded hallway on our hands" I say. Some debree and junk is flowing out along with the water and just my luck one of them is an oxygen mask. I pick it up as it flows out and put it on the kid. I pull him in the hallway and pull the debree back up to the ship in a poor attempt to make it less noticeable. I leave the kid on the wet ground, grab a thick metal pole from a puddle and proceed down the hall.