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Friday night=new forum game, and its about time I made one.
its 2156. science has proved nay-sayers wrong: project REDEX has launched and is fully operational. its the launch of a space station that will be fully mobile and going to colonize mars! everyone who signed up is rich, because it will take almost 40 years before they will be coming back. you are one of these people.
the station is really a ship, but was categorized as a "mobile station" because of its size and capabilities. its 3 miles long, 3 miles tall, and 5 miles wide. there is a rations storage capable of supporting 500 people for 75 years. and that is what it needs to do: because there are 500 people on this mission.
your goal was to colonize Mars. Surprisingly, it never happened yet, and this could be the 1st success. you are currently on the ship, with many other people. you know a few, but not many. you have been on the ship for 3 years now, and things are going well. you are all trained space marines, capable of using plasma lasers and special anti-gravity combat. you used to be an average soldier, but for this mission they said you needed to learn special combat.
character sheet:
Name:
Age:
Bio: (it doesn't matter if you choose to do this or not)
location: (tba)
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Command: (this is your division, the people in charge of you, and the people you are with. to be announced)
Rank: Private 2nd Class
Level: 1 (0/10 XP)
Class: (below)
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inventory: (to be announced)
equipment: (to be announced)
to be perfectly clear, you are all on the same ship. the admiral is in charge of everything, and his name is John Sylis. you address him as admiral Sylis. you don't need to know anything else, you will find it out for yourself. you have to listen to what your above command says. currently, that's everyone. if you don't listen to them, you could face consequences. but in this game you will craft an experience for yourself. what happens in this game will be escalating quickly, and anything happening to the ship will effect everyone.
Classes: (pick 1. this determines equipment, class, and weaponry you are good with.)
light assault: these guys are good with light assault weapons. they specialize in being quick and effective, and they are normally front line infantry. if this game comes to combat, your the 1st to fight. fast, average health, moderate damage, average accuracy.
heavy assault: these guys can use anything heavy. they are front line, and will always fight alongside eachother with light assault. more health, slow, heavy damage, low accuracy.
sniper: they are obviously long ranged pros with accuracy. using almost only sniper rifles, they are versatile. fast, low health, extreme damage, extreme accuracy.
combat medic: they heal downed people. this job is boring, hard, but potentially the most important on the field. their weapons are just a healer, which heals units and revives them. extreme health, low damage, average speed, extreme accuracy (using the healer)
armor must be attained, standard issue will be given to you but its weak. it will be class based, as well as weapons. have fun!
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Name: John Shadow
Age: 23
Bio: He was trained in the military and is great with a sniper rifle. He was then trained to use plasma weapons etc. and sent to mars.
location: cafeteria (1st floor)
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Command: Commander Hector M'jayford, 1st division
Rank: Private 2nd Class
Level: 1 (0/10 XP)
Class: sniper
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inventory: Twine long rifle, powerblister 2
equipment: light stealth chassis
everyone crowds around a guy who just got punched in the face. he's out cold, and people come up to you.
"Dean Gerim just got nailed by Colt Sanders, man. he is pretty bruised...im assuming a general is gonna come give him a lesson." you don't know who told you this, but someone was saying it. the medical drones take him away.
Namemitriy Mikhailov
Age:19
Bio: Born an to an affluent russian family, he was more studious rather than physical. He even had parents bribe the drafting center every year so he wouldn't have to join the military, though a year after he moved out of the house he couldn't pay them off, and instead enlisted a day before he was due, and took the least combat intensive specialist, the corpsman. (Assuming space travel is undertaken by the navy rather than the army) And volunteered to go to mars, hoping to avoid the turbulent times of his home country.
location: dormitory D (5th floor)
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Command: commander Ajackson Fluid, 2nd division
Rank: Private 2nd Class
Level: 1 (0/10 XP)
Class: Medic
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inventory: P-4 Pistol, Healer v1
equipment: Light Combat chassis
you have been on this ship for 3 years and your 19. logically, it would be hard to not have a best friend by now. but if you don't want one, I don't need to give you one. and I will fill out your CS now that you picked medic class.
you go get a medical drone, and it follows you back to Dean. they then take him away. at least 20 people you don't know are crowded around the table now. Colt is arguing with another kid.
"He pissed me off, that's what," he says.
"you didn't have to punch him for something as dumb as that!" someone else is arguing.
Namemitriy Mikhailov
Age:19
Bio: Born an to an affluent russian family, he was more studious rather than physical. He even had parents bribe the drafting center every year so he wouldn't have to join the military, though a year after he moved out of the house he couldn't pay them off, and instead enlisted a day before he was due, and took the least combat intensive specialist, the corpsman. (Assuming space travel is undertaken by the navy rather than the army) And volunteered to go to mars, hoping to avoid the turbulent times of his home country.
location: dormitory D (5th floor)
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Command: commander Ajackson Fluid, 2nd division
Rank: Private 2nd Class
Level: 1 (0/10 XP)
Class: Medic
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inventory: P-4 Pistol, Healer v1
equipment: Light Combat chassis
Yeah, just saying.
Dmitriy just watches the argument quietly
Namemitriy Mikhailov
Age:19
Bio: Born an to an affluent russian family, he was more studious rather than physical. He even had parents bribe the drafting center every year so he wouldn't have to join the military, though a year after he moved out of the house he couldn't pay them off, and instead enlisted a day before he was due, and took the least combat intensive specialist, the corpsman. (Assuming space travel is undertaken by the navy rather than the army) And volunteered to go to mars, hoping to avoid the turbulent times of his home country.
location: dormitory D (5th floor)
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Command: commander Ajackson Fluid, 2nd division
Rank: Private 2nd Class
Level: 1 (0/10 XP)
Class: Medic
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inventory: P-4 Pistol, Healer v1
equipment: Light Combat chassis
no 3rd person. if you use 3rd person your terminated. DONT DO IT.
"well im telling you if you ever hit him again im gonna make sure you cant walk..." the other guy says.
"try me someday twat," Colt says. before anything escalates, general Pfaff walks in.
"Whats going on here..." he says.
"nothing but a little queer who talks behind my back," Colt says. the other kid fires back.
"Chances are you do it more then him." Colt gives the other kid a grimacing look. the general eyes him.
"no more of this. you are both to serve 1 week's grounding in the dorms...and you wont be in the same one."
they both groan, and everyone begins talking again. the general starts asking witnesses whats going on.
Namemitriy Mikhailov
Age:19
Bio: Born an to an affluent russian family, he was more studious rather than physical. He even had parents bribe the drafting center every year so he wouldn't have to join the military, though a year after he moved out of the house he couldn't pay them off, and instead enlisted a day before he was due, and took the least combat intensive specialist, the corpsman. (Assuming space travel is undertaken by the navy rather than the army) And volunteered to go to mars, hoping to avoid the turbulent times of his home country.
location: dormitory D (5th floor)
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Command: commander Ajackson Fluid, 2nd division
Rank: Private 2nd Class
Level: 1 (0/10 XP)
Class: Medic
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inventory: P-4 Pistol, Healer v1
equipment: Light Combat chassis
What's wrong with third person? It's a valid RP method
I simply continue eating unless he comes up to me. Otherwise i just return to the dorm to read some russian novels.
Namemitriy Mikhailov
Age:19
Bio: Born an to an affluent russian family, he was more studious rather than physical. He even had parents bribe the drafting center every year so he wouldn't have to join the military, though a year after he moved out of the house he couldn't pay them off, and instead enlisted a day before he was due, and took the least combat intensive specialist, the corpsman. (Assuming space travel is undertaken by the navy rather than the army) And volunteered to go to mars, hoping to avoid the turbulent times of his home country.
location: dormitory D (5th floor)
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Command: commander Ajackson Fluid, 2nd division
Rank: Private 2nd Class
Level: 1 (0/10 XP)
Class: Medic
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inventory: P-4 Pistol, Healer v1
equipment: Light Combat chassis
its to hard to understand for me. if you have a serious complaint you might as well use it but pick 1 or the other because using both is just wrong. I would much rather you use 1st person because its so much easier...
you finish your food, and return to your D dormitory. you sit in your bed and beckon a book. its Russian, and you begin reading. as you do, you hear this over the intercom:
"attention all generals or above personal; requestance on the bridge immediately. Sylis out."
that's rather peculiar, it never happens.
Namemitriy Mikhailov
Age:19
Bio: Born an to an affluent russian family, he was more studious rather than physical. He even had parents bribe the drafting center every year so he wouldn't have to join the military, though a year after he moved out of the house he couldn't pay them off, and instead enlisted a day before he was due, and took the least combat intensive specialist, the corpsman. (Assuming space travel is undertaken by the navy rather than the army) And volunteered to go to mars, hoping to avoid the turbulent times of his home country.
location: dormitory D (5th floor)
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Command: commander Ajackson Fluid, 2nd division
Rank: Private 2nd Class
Level: 1 (0/10 XP)
Class: Medic
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inventory: P-4 Pistol, Healer v1
equipment: Light Combat chassis
I generally use 3rd person, but alright i'm fine with 1st
Perplexed, I move into the hallway, see what's happening.
Namemitriy Mikhailov
Age:19
Bio: Born an to an affluent russian family, he was more studious rather than physical. He even had parents bribe the drafting center every year so he wouldn't have to join the military, though a year after he moved out of the house he couldn't pay them off, and instead enlisted a day before he was due, and took the least combat intensive specialist, the corpsman. (Assuming space travel is undertaken by the navy rather than the army) And volunteered to go to mars, hoping to avoid the turbulent times of his home country.
location: dormitory D (5th floor)
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Command: commander Ajackson Fluid, 2nd division
Rank: Private 2nd Class
Level: 1 (0/10 XP)
Class: Medic
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inventory: P-4 Pistol, Healer v1
equipment: Light Combat chassis
you walk into the hallway, and look out the window. it runs the length of the hallway, and the height. outside you see nothing. people are bustling around frantically.
Namemitriy Mikhailov
Age:19
Bio: Born an to an affluent russian family, he was more studious rather than physical. He even had parents bribe the drafting center every year so he wouldn't have to join the military, though a year after he moved out of the house he couldn't pay them off, and instead enlisted a day before he was due, and took the least combat intensive specialist, the corpsman. (Assuming space travel is undertaken by the navy rather than the army) And volunteered to go to mars, hoping to avoid the turbulent times of his home country.
location: dormitory D (5th floor)
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Command: commander Ajackson Fluid, 2nd division
Rank: Private 2nd Class
Level: 1 (0/10 XP)
Class: Medic
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inventory: P-4 Pistol, Healer v1
equipment: Light Combat chassis
I continue down, towards where the generals were told to go, seeing if i can sense what's going on.
Namemitriy Mikhailov
Age:19
Bio: Born an to an affluent russian family, he was more studious rather than physical. He even had parents bribe the drafting center every year so he wouldn't have to join the military, though a year after he moved out of the house he couldn't pay them off, and instead enlisted a day before he was due, and took the least combat intensive specialist, the corpsman. (Assuming space travel is undertaken by the navy rather than the army) And volunteered to go to mars, hoping to avoid the turbulent times of his home country.
location: main hallway, outside of bridge. (1st-10th floor)
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Command: commander Ajackson Fluid, 2nd division
Rank: Private 2nd Class
Level: 1 (0/10 XP)
Class: Medic
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inventory: P-4 Pistol(100%), Healer v1(100%)
equipment: Light Combat chassis(100%)
you cant sense anything strange, you don't have supernatural powers. you go to a hallway outside the bridge, and you hear a voice.
"that's not irregular, its an asteroid."
you can tell that was commander fluid's voice. he's obviously arguing with someone.
"the radar picks up anything coming in its range, as you know, but I have seen nothing like this before. large, off-circular, and moving at extreme speeds, commander."
you can tell that's commander Arquin, who is also the head radar surveyor. he leads the 3rd division. general Fill puts his 2 cents in next.
" is it federation, American, maybe a new subspace ship?"
"no...they have cloaking devices. if it was anything like that they would have contacted us by now anyway," you hear M'Jayford's voice.
"its hurling at us at nearly 10,000 miles per hour, in about 5 minutes it will have impact if we don't take serious evasive maneuvers now," says Arquin. "Admiral...I urge you to put the shields up in case this comes into impact..."
there is a pause. you cant see anything because your outside the bridge itself, but you can tell something is going horribly wrong.
"commanders...generals...it has now obviously came into my mind that we must take evasive maneuvers and put the shields up. Hector, call the order. and send over the intercom for all men to get oxygen tanks on for impact."
that was Sylis. a ridiculous amount of chairs scrape the ground and people move around. in about 30 seconds you hear a message over the intercom.
this is important for anyone playing, so I highly suggest you read this.
"attention all recruits: get oxygen tanks on and prepare for impact at any moment. I do not want to do this, but...we may be facing a terminal problem. weapons free. -sylis"
immediately, your pistol lights up, and your healer does as well. they are both at 100% charge.
Namemitriy Mikhailov
Age:19
Bio: Born an to an affluent russian family, he was more studious rather than physical. He even had parents bribe the drafting center every year so he wouldn't have to join the military, though a year after he moved out of the house he couldn't pay them off, and instead enlisted a day before he was due, and took the least combat intensive specialist, the corpsman. (Assuming space travel is undertaken by the navy rather than the army) And volunteered to go to mars, hoping to avoid the turbulent times of his home country.
location: main hallway, outside of bridge. (1st-10th floor)
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Command: commander Ajackson Fluid, 2nd division
Rank: Private 2nd Class
Level: 1 (0/10 XP)
Class: Medic
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inventory: P-4 Pistol(100%), Healer v1(100%)
equipment: Light Combat chassis(100%)
It's not supernatural to just feel something is off.
I rush around, confused and slightly terrified, looking for the oxygen tanks
Namemitriy Mikhailov
Age:19
Bio: Born an to an affluent russian family, he was more studious rather than physical. He even had parents bribe the drafting center every year so he wouldn't have to join the military, though a year after he moved out of the house he couldn't pay them off, and instead enlisted a day before he was due, and took the least combat intensive specialist, the corpsman. (Assuming space travel is undertaken by the navy rather than the army) And volunteered to go to mars, hoping to avoid the turbulent times of his home country.
location: main hallway, outside of bridge. (1st-10th floor)
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Command: commander Ajackson Fluid, 2nd division
Rank: Private 2nd Class
Level: 1 (0/10 XP)
Class: Medic
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inventory: P-4 Pistol(100%), Healer v1(100%)
equipment: Light Combat chassis(100%), oxygen tank(100%)
you don't need to ask me to feel something is off.
you have them in your dorms. you rush back to your dorm, and you put on your oxygen tank, preparing for the worst. if your tank gets to 0% once you have to turn it on, you die.
Namemitriy Mikhailov
Age:19
Bio: Born an to an affluent russian family, he was more studious rather than physical. He even had parents bribe the drafting center every year so he wouldn't have to join the military, though a year after he moved out of the house he couldn't pay them off, and instead enlisted a day before he was due, and took the least combat intensive specialist, the corpsman. (Assuming space travel is undertaken by the navy rather than the army) And volunteered to go to mars, hoping to avoid the turbulent times of his home country.
location: main hallway, outside of bridge. (1st-10th floor)
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Command: commander Ajackson Fluid, 2nd division
Rank: Private 2nd Class
Level: 1 (0/10 XP)
Class: Medic
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inventory: P-4 Pistol(100%), Healer v1(100%)
equipment: Light Combat chassis(100%), oxygen tank(100%)
Alright, i find my unit and join them in preperation.
Namemitriy Mikhailov
Age:19
Bio: Born an to an affluent russian family, he was more studious rather than physical. He even had parents bribe the drafting center every year so he wouldn't have to join the military, though a year after he moved out of the house he couldn't pay them off, and instead enlisted a day before he was due, and took the least combat intensive specialist, the corpsman. (Assuming space travel is undertaken by the navy rather than the army) And volunteered to go to mars, hoping to avoid the turbulent times of his home country.
location: main hallway, outside of bridge. (1st-10th floor)
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Command: commander Ajackson Fluid, 2nd division
Rank: Private 2nd Class
Level: 1 (0/10 XP)
Class: Medic
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inventory: P-4 Pistol(100%), Healer v1(100%)
equipment: Light Combat chassis(100%), oxygen tank(100%)
they aren't preparing for anything. they don't know as much as you do. you join them, but all they are doing is sitting around.
"chances are its protocol. they are probably getting us ready in case any action every happens on this mission." says Bredon. lots of people around him nod.
Namemitriy Mikhailov
Age:19
Bio: Born an to an affluent russian family, he was more studious rather than physical. He even had parents bribe the drafting center every year so he wouldn't have to join the military, though a year after he moved out of the house he couldn't pay them off, and instead enlisted a day before he was due, and took the least combat intensive specialist, the corpsman. (Assuming space travel is undertaken by the navy rather than the army) And volunteered to go to mars, hoping to avoid the turbulent times of his home country.
location: main hallway, outside of bridge. (1st-10th floor)
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Command: commander Ajackson Fluid, 2nd division
Rank: Private 2nd Class
Level: 1 (0/10 XP)
Class: Medic
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inventory: P-4 Pistol(100%), Healer v1(100%)
equipment: Light Combat chassis(100%), oxygen tank(100%)
I quietly respond, "I heard them talking about an asteroid, that wasn't an asteroid."
Name: John Shadow
Age: 23
Bio: He was trained in the military and is great with a sniper rifle. He was then trained to use plasma weapons etc. and sent to mars.
location: cafeteria (1st floor)
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Command: Commander Hector M'jayford, 1st division
Rank: Private 2nd Class
Level: 1 (0/10 XP)
Class: sniper
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inventory: Twine long rifle, powerblister 2
equipment: light stealth chassis
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