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  1. MCPO_John_117 Jedi Youngling

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    Incoming Data link?Connected
    Incoming Video link?Connected
    Incoming Audio link?Connected
    Receiving?

    "David, it's good to see you." The image of a balding man with a big **** -eating smile on his face appeared on the screen. David smiled. He had never liked Eric. The Colony administrator was a weasel, and for some strange reason thought David actually liked him. "Eric what a pleasant surprise, what can I do for you today?" The balding man's smile got even bigger. "I have something to show you David. This could be the break we were looking for."
    David had to force himself from rolling his eyes. Eric's monthly get rich quick schemes were as stupid as they were foolish. David had yet to sign off on a single one, even the legal ones. "What is it this time? Self-sealing lubricant or another investment?"
    Eric dismissed the sarcasm with a wave. "No no nothing like that. We found something." David leaned forward finally interested. Anyone could find something good, even Eric. "I'm listening."
    Eric continued, his demeanor giddy. "We were excavating some ruins about five miles from the colony."
    David interrupted "Yes I know that. I ordered the excavation remember."
    Eric looked dumb founded for a moment then recovered. "Yes of course. I forgot for a second. Anyway. We found a room under a cover stone we discovered and inside there wer?"
    Eric was interrupted by someone off screen. David couldn't hear Eric or the third person, as he had turned away from the directional mic. Eric seemed to get agitated. He turned back to the mic. "Sorry David, a small situation seems to have popped up. I promise to call you back in a day or so?Don't worry I'll take care of the extra charge for unscheduled comm. time." With that Eric leans forward and?

    Data link? terminated
    Video link? terminated
    Audio link? terminated

    David sat back in his chair. It was just like Eric to leave him hanging like this. He turned back to his desk, and resumed his memo on inter-company relationships.

    Three weeks later, David sat at his terminal. Eric had never called back, and he had failed to make his last monthly report. Eric was long winded, and his failure to submit his report on his colony's efficiency bothered David.
    David typed a command into his terminal.

    [Requesting Transceiver Alpha Zulu 61-9 to redirect to coordinates 175, mark 058, mark 002.]
    'Enter Authorization Code'
    [*************]
    'Request approved. Redirecting??.'
    'Redirect Complete'
    [Establish uplink with New Charleston]
    'Establishing uplink. Please standby??.'
    'Unable to establish uplink'
    [Cause?]
    'Unknown. No response from Colony Transceiver.'

    -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

    The U.S.C.M. Trandolin fired its deceleration thrusters in preparation to take up stationary orbit around ST-124. The onboard computer activated the cryobeds.

    ?Activating Cryo-Stasis Beds?.?
    ?Cryo-Stasis Beds Status is in the green.?
    ?Activating Cryo-Stasis Reveille procedure?.?
    ?Procedure initiated.?

    The Marine personnel started to wake up from their two month sleep.

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    Welcome to Aliens: Tempest. This RPG is based in James Cameron's world of Aliens. I ask you, the potential player, what you would do if faced with hundreds if not thousands of Xenomorphs (That's what the Aliens are referred to as)? Would you mow them down with your M41A Pulse Rifle, or would you run for the hills. If you would like to find out, or just want to blow up some aliens, please PM me your CS.
    You can either be a Civilian or a Marine.


    RULES:

    Rule 1: Obey the Tos! No exceptions.

    Rule 2: No godmodding, except when enabled by me or a Co-GM.

    Rule 3: No controlling other players with out their permission. For those who team up I adv working out how much control to give each other in battle.

    Rule 4: The GM (that?s me) is GOD! What I say goes.

    Violation of any rule (except Rule 1)
  2. Master_Dmentae Jedi Master

    Member Since:
    Jun 17, 2006
    star 4
    OOC: CS in, look for it.
  3. MCPO_John_117 Jedi Youngling

    Member Since:
    Nov 5, 2007
    star 1
    A pic of a M56 Smart Gun [image=http://www.movieprop.com/tvandmovie/Aliens/marines1.jpg]

    A pic of a M41A Pulse Rifle [image=http://liamngls.files.wordpress.com/2007/06/m41a.jpg]
  4. MCPO_John_117 Jedi Youngling

    Member Since:
    Nov 5, 2007
    star 1
    My Character Sheet

    Marine
    Name: John ?Sparta? Morison
    Age: 32
    Gender: Male
    Occupation: Marine
    Rank: Lieutenant
    Weapons of choice: M41-A Pulse Rifle, 12gage Shotgun.
    Armor: Standard Marine Ceramic-carbon composite
    Bio: John, or Sparta as his classmates at OCS in Quantico called him, was a large man. At 6?6? 275Lbs of pure muscle, he was a force unto himself. His skin was dark, the color of fresh coal, and he kept his head shaved. He is the platoon leader of the ?Red Devils? Platoon, D Company, 1506th Infantry Regiment. They were currently en route to ST-124. Apparently the colony communications system was down, and protocol dictated that a Marine force be dispatched.
  5. Lilly_Kasei Jedi Knight

    Member Since:
    Mar 16, 2007
    star 1
    GM approved

    Civilian
    Name: Ashley Drumright
    Age: 29
    Gender: Female
    Occupation: Civilian observer attached to a Colonial Marine Unit
    Rank: Civilian
    Weapons of choice: M41-A Pulse Rifle.
    Armor: Standard Marine Ceramic-carbon composite w/ a helmet camera.
    Bio: Ashley had gone to Harvard and received a degree in journalism. She pursued the career, and found that she really had talent for it. She was quickly moving up the ladder of success. Before the higher ups would give her a job as an anchor, they said she needed some field time. She signed up to be an embedded correspondent in a Colonial Marine Unit. She received the basic training required. They even issued her a weapon for her own protection, though she was not to use it with out permission. This was her last mission out with her Unit, before accepting the promotion to news anchor.
  6. Deiskrad Force Ghost

    Member Since:
    Sep 22, 2004
    star 2
    Marine Character Sheet

    Name: David Hollace
    Age: 23
    Gender: Male
    Occupation: Colonial Marine
    Rank: Specialist 1st Class (electronics, computers)
    Weapons of Choice: M-41A, Pistol
    Armor: Standard issue Colonial marine Cermat composite armor
    Bio: Few prospects were going Hollace?s way in life when he enlisted. He joined the Colonial marines because a girl turned him down when he asked her to marry him. He sought refuge in the deep of space, despite the protests of his parents. At first he had enlisted in the combat engineering school as an officer, but he got into a series of fights and made enemies and was busted down to Specialist in the marine infantry. He now begrudgingly finishes the remainder of his enlistment and upon completion, intends to re-settle somewhere out in the colonies for a fresh start

  7. MCPO_John_117 Jedi Youngling

    Member Since:
    Nov 5, 2007
    star 1
    Gm approved CS from Master_Dmentae

    Marine
    Name: Laaht/Larty (Lartimus)
    Age: 24
    Gender: Male
    Occupation: Colonial Marine
    Rank: Staff Sargent
    Weapons of choice: M46 "Short Stack" (The base model for the M56 Smart Gun, Fires 10x28mm explosive tip caseless, standard light armor piercing ammunition. It's barrel is shorter than the M56, as it lacks the suppressor and vent ports. the weapon is a little over a meters long. Ammo is belt fed from a carrier on the Marines back. Since there is no extra mechanics or targeting computer the weapons Ammo capacity is greater at 900 rounds.)
    Armor: Marine Assault Armor (Ceramic-carbon Composite w/Titanium overlay 15/20)
    Bio: Laaht, as he prefers to be called, but rarely is, was the son of a High Class Political family, but they disowned him when his expertise in Electrical engineering and Programming, as well as driving and piloting pretty much any vehicle, were going to be put to use in the Marines. Since being disowned Laaht, has only the ships and Bases he is stationed on to call home.
  8. HiroProtagonist Jedi Padawan

    Member Since:
    Nov 30, 2007
    GM Approved

    Character Sheet

    Marine
    Name: Hank Conrad
    Age: 24
    Gender: Male
    Occupation: Colonial Marine
    Rank: Lance Corporal
    Weapons of choice: M56 Smart Gun, Pistol
    Armor: Marine Ceramic-carbon composite
    Bio: Hank Conrad was born on a backwater colony where he desperately sought out attention growing up. He found he was average in every way except for in one aspect: Luck. Nothing seemed to go wrong for Hank at first until he borrowed a bit too much money from a powerful crimelord. Threatened and unable to deliver the money, Hank was forced to escape the crimelord's wrath by joining the Marines. Since becoming a marine Hank has tried to forget his past and focus on his duty, hoping to have slipped under the radar.
  9. Sith-I-5 Force Ghost

    Member Since:
    Aug 14, 2002
    star 5
    GM approved

    Marine (only because civvies don't get pulse rifles)
    Name: Scott Tracy
    Age: 26
    Gender: Male
    Occupation: USMC Rescue Pilot and Comm-Tech
    Rank: Corporal
    Weapons of choice: M41A pulse rifle
    Armor: that carbon-ceramic thingy; helmet that he 'pimped' himself, with the International Rescue logo (he's a better pilot than he is an artist).
    Bio: As a student of Earth human history, came across Thunderbirds the series, and took a deep interest in his fictional name sake. Was inspired to be save lives and trained to be an Earthbound rescue pilot before finding an advert for the Colonial Marines, and finding the challenge there.
    On third mission.

    [image=http://www.geocities.com/acenhunter/maps/marinehelmet.jpg]
  10. Corbec637 Jedi Knight

    Member Since:
    Feb 28, 2007
    star 1
    Name: Bragg
    Age:39
    Gender: Male
    Occupation:ColonialMarine

    Rank: Private
    Weapons of choice: Flamer
    Armor: Standard Marine Ceramic-carbon composite armor.

    Bio: Bragg was born and abandon in space. He tells little of his past, truely there was no past for him. As soon as he was able he joined up with the Marines and has been one for a good many years. Hes a big man hitting almost 7 feet tall, built like an ox. Rumour was he had held the rank of Captain but Bragg had refused an order that would have put his unit in a tight spot. When asked about it he just puts it off. Hes a private, lowest of the low but he doesn't seem to mind. He knows a lot about fire and how it acts.
  11. RilasTyrinth Jedi Knight

    Member Since:
    Jan 13, 2007
    star 1
    GM APPROVED!!

    Marine
    Name: James Ramon Santiago
    Age: 20
    Gender: Male
    Occupation: Marine/Sniper Specialist/Rifleman
    Rank: Private First Class
    Weapons of choice: M41-A Pulse Rifle, Sniper Rifle
    Armor: Ceramic-carbon composite/Basic Marine Armor
    Bio: James was born in the United States and enlisted in the Marines at age 17. He lied about his age to join the Marines. Ever since he's been training hard to become the best Marine he could possibly be. His father and uncle were in the Marines which is why he joined. He is a great shot and is known for his amazing sniper skills. He also is okay shot at a standard M41-A Pulse Rifle but usually prefers his sniper rifle.
  12. MCPO_John_117 Jedi Youngling

    Member Since:
    Nov 5, 2007
    star 1
    Here is the starting post
    IC: Lt. John Sparta Morison

    The Cryo-beds opened, as the ships life support equalized. Lt. John ?Sparta? Morison awoke first. He got up and looked about. The other Marines started to wake. ?All right people rise and shine. Let?s get moving, they not paying us by the hour.? Sparta saw Sergeant Lartimus. ?Sergeant get them up, and get them moving.?
    Sparta dressed quickly and headed to the central computer core. Upon arrival, Sparta placed his hand on the scanner. ?Lieutenant John Morison Alpha Tango six eight nine.? The door opened, and the voice of a young girl with an English accent spoke. ?Welcome Lt. Sparta. I hope you slept well.? Sparta took his seat as the door closes. ?Hello Queen. I slept fine, any news from Headquarters?? Sparta switched on the monitor as Queen spoke. ?No new information from headquarters.? Sparta nodded to himself. ?Queen please access our orders.?
    ?Of course Lieutenant. Please switch to manual interface, and enter authorization?

    [Lt. John Morison]
    [*********]
    ?Identification confirmed?
    ?Orders are as follows?
    ?Reestablish contact with New Charleston, determine reason for communication black out, and eliminate any hostels.?

    OOC: This is the time to get introductory posts in. I?ll progress the story in a day or so. And remember everyone thinks we are on a rescue mission, and no one knows about the xenomorphs.
  13. Master_Dmentae Jedi Master

    Member Since:
    Jun 17, 2006
    star 4
    IC: Laaht/Larty - Cryo-Bed Chamber

    Laaht awoke to his official name, the Leiutenant knew that rose him. He got out gracefully and pressed the emergancy freeze blast on his Cry-Bed, and as it was now online and a Ranked Bed, he turned down the pressure and released it, sending freezing but sufferable air into the faces of the men. He smiled as they jumped out, one almost falling on the floor, Laaht turned, went into the Armory and came out, fully suited, as he liked to be "Sir, what is the Assignment?" he asked the Leiutenant.

    Tag: all
  14. Sith-I-5 Force Ghost

    Member Since:
    Aug 14, 2002
    star 5
    IC: Scott Tracy, cryo-chamber.

    ?-moving, they not paying us by the hour. Sergeant get them up, and get them moving.?

    Scott heard the latter part of the instruction, recognising the El-Tee?s tones.
    He also knew he wasn?t going to get out of the sleep-tube in time to escape the blast of freezing air the Sarge liked to use as incentive.

    Brace for impact, he thought silently, tensing and gritting his teeth as the spurt of cold air bathed his bare chest and face. He heard panicked movement around him, including someone who must have fallen out of their cryo-tube.

    Maintaining as serene an expression as he could, he sat up in his own sweet time, and watched the Sarge pad happily into the armoury.
    He had a good working relationship with the man, but you still recognised that he had issues.
    He smiled after him, thinking, Sick frag. Top ?o? morning to you too.

    Scott joined the other marines in padding to his own locker, drawing the camouflage fatigues on over his white shorts, and olive green t-shirt over his head, looking fondly at his helmet with the blue and white International Rescue flash on the side, and remembered why they were here:

    A rescue mission! Was there anything better?

    He slipped on the socks and strapped down the combat boots with a song in his heart, then, as Corporal, went and joined the Staff Sergeant, standing to the left and slightly behind his superior. He positioned himself at ease, feet shoulder width apart, and hands clasped at the small of his own back.

    ? Sir, what is the Assignment?? Lartimus called, even though their officer appeared to still locked be in with the ?Queen, their shipboard artificial intelligence.

    ?Morning, Larty.? Scott offered.

    Tag: Larty, others


    OOC: Welcome to the Marine Core, everyone! :)
  15. Lilly_Kasei Jedi Knight

    Member Since:
    Mar 16, 2007
    star 1
    IC: Ashley Drumright, Cryo-Chamber

    "Eeeep!!" The blast of cold air hit Ashley in the face, and she jumped/fell out of her cryo-bed. She hit the floor with her rump taking most of the impact. "Ouch! Son of a..." she looked around and remembered were she was.
    She got up rubbing the sore spot on her hind end. At her locker she started to dress. Why in the world she put up with this she would never know... no she did know. she wanted that anchor position in the corporation and she would put up with worse if she thought it would help.
    She pulled on her fatigues and a shirt with the WYCNA_Correspondent (Wayland Yutani News Affiliate) logo on it, and headed to the mess hall.

    OCC: I meant to put 22 as my age not 29. I have no idea why i did that.
  16. MCPO_John_117 Jedi Youngling

    Member Since:
    Nov 5, 2007
    star 1
    OOC: Thats ok Lilly. since it is early I'll allow the change.
  17. Master_Dmentae Jedi Master

    Member Since:
    Jun 17, 2006
    star 4
    OOC: heheh, urs posts have alrready made me laugh!!

    He had a good working relationship with the man, but you still recognised that he had issues.

    and

    "Eeeep!!" The blast of cold air hit Ashley in the face, and she jumped/fell out of her cryo-bed. She hit the floor with her rump taking most of the impact. "Ouch! Son of a..." she looked around and remembered were she was.

    hehe, nice jumped/fell lol...

    IC: Laaht/Larty - Console System

    Laahtturned to Scott, the first up, then looked back at a rather foolish-looking Ashley. "Hello, Corporal, seems Ashley wanted to make sure she was awake, i might put more of a blast on her, and as seen you were awake first, i wont spray you next time" He menat this too, he was a little, meaning very, unorthodox, but it worked and they knew he was joknig, exept for Ashley, she seemed to make it her duty to keep herself awake "Ashley, i see you are trying to make sure you are alrt and ready, instead of the pain im sure you inherited from that umm...scuffle with gravity, ill just up the speed and coldness of the draft for you next time" of course, he knew that for some people there woudln't be a next time...this might just be a rescue, and they wer Organized and Elite, but accidents and mistakes and mistimings and unfortunate occurances and oddity and supernatural things could happen to anyone...on one case all at the same time.

    Tag: All
  18. RilasTyrinth Jedi Knight

    Member Since:
    Jan 13, 2007
    star 1
    IC:

    James' eyes opened as the cyro-bed deactivated. James awoke and shivered.

    "Damn...its cold in here," James said.

    "Stop complaining," one of his fellow marines replied.

    "Yeah..yeah..." James said silently. The rest of his squad was up pretty much and getting ready. James walked over to his locker, did the comm and was relieved to see his fatigues, personal items and armor nicely organized.

    "Come to papa," James recited with joy as he slipped on the basic fatigues and gazed upon the sniper rifle stashed in his locker. "I'll need you later," he said and closed the door.

    "Lieutenant sir...who's asses are we going to kick today sir!" James said joyfully.
  19. HiroProtagonist Jedi Padawan

    Member Since:
    Nov 30, 2007
    IC: Hank Conrad, Cryo-Chamber

    Hank was enjoying himself on a beautiful beach surrounded by exotic women when he sensed a rude change in weather. The rays of the twin suns were quickly covered by foreboding clouds, the blistering heat replaced by a blizzard chill. Hank's eyes grew wide as he realized his hibernation vacation was coming to an end.

    "Noooooooooo!" Hank yelled loudly out of instinct as the blast of cold air tore him from his dreams and brought him back to hell: The Marine Corp.

    "Woah, I'm a Lance Corporal now, I can't be doing that anymore," Hank said to himself while groggily sitting up and rubbing at his eyes. Looking up, Hank watched his fellow companions rouse themselves as well making their way towards the locker room after a quick shower. Putting a half-hearted smile on his face, Hank joined them.

    In the locker room the wary Corporal donned his fatigues and gear quickly in an attempt to look Corporal-like and set an example, but it only succeeded in making him more tired. After strapping down his boots and slapping himself a few times in the face, Hank Conrad went to join Larty and Scott standing by their sides.

    Hank grinned and nodded his head to the two, giving Scott a pat on the shoulder. "Top of the morning gentlemen."

    Tag: Larty, Scot, Anyone
  20. Corbec637 Jedi Knight

    Member Since:
    Feb 28, 2007
    star 1
    IC:Bragg

    He hadn't woken when the cyro beds had opened. Nor had he woken to the sharp commands of his CO. Bragg was having a stressful dream once again. The cold air pressure however did wake him. His eyes quickly shot open and it took him a moment to figure out where and what was happening. He sat up and watched the others awake. He smirked as he spotted Ashley on the ground. He sat at the edge of his cyro bed for a moment and reached into his breast pockets undershirt pulling out a cold cigar. He popped it inbetween his lips tasting the bitter end. After the rest had gotten up and headed for the lockers he lifted his heavy frame and made his way after them.

    "Here we go again" Bragg said as he reached his locker and quickly put on his armour and boots. As he finished dressing he reached into his locker once more and pulled out a lighter and fired it up right away watching the small flame dance around a bit. The lighter never failed. He flipped the lid shut closed his locker then made his way to the small mess hall for a meal. The rest seemed to be gathering around the CO and sarge. If they needed him he wouldn't be that far.
  21. Deiskrad Force Ghost

    Member Since:
    Sep 22, 2004
    star 2
    IC: Spc. David Hollace

    There were no dreams in Cryosleep.
    This was somewhat distressing to Hollace. One minute you were laying down in the pod. It then felt that one blinked once and then was awake, freezing, and thirsty. It felt like only an instant had passed, but in actuality, many weeks had passed and many lightyears had been traversed
    Hollace slid off the pod as the sergeant "encouraged" his soldiers to get moving. The wooziness of the the crysleep hit him. Hollace's head felt like a helium balloon as he walked across the frosted floor to his locker.
    As always he forced his first thoughts away from despair and misery, to hopefulness that one day he would have his own little place out in the big black where he could farm and prosper and live his own life.
    His eyes finally became unblurred and he began to notice the others around him as he pulled on his issue gear.

    TAG: anybody
  22. MCPO_John_117 Jedi Youngling

    Member Since:
    Nov 5, 2007
    star 1
    IC: Lt. Sparta

    Sparta grabbed his tray, and grabbed a seat next to his Sergeant. Most other officers would have gone and sat at the officers table, but not Sparta. No he preferred the company of his men. He sat there and listened to them banter about the upcoming mission.

    Later they all assembled in the hanger. Sparta faced them. ?Ok we all know that we lost contact with the colony on New Charleston for unknown reasons. For all we know it could be a down transmitter, but we are going to assume the worst. If a hostile force has attacked New Charleston we will search for any survivors, and eliminate any remaining hostile forces.?
    John looked around for any questions.
    All right. I want this to go smooth and by the numbers. I want DCS and tactical database assimilation by 0830. Ordnance loading, weapons strip and drop-ship prep details will have seven hours. Lets move it people.?

    Tag: All

    OOC: you can post stuff like working on prep details or no we will just assume we do them, also everyone is going to be controlling two NPC privates to form three man fire teams. You can use these guys as an extension of your own character, no need to create a CS for them. Just name them and what weapon they use. Any questions you have for the Lieutenant during the briefing just post them at the first of your post and I?ll answer them. We?ll treat it like it happened in the briefing.
  23. Corbec637 Jedi Knight

    Member Since:
    Feb 28, 2007
    star 1
    IC:Bragg

    Listened intently to the Lt. as he spoke to the men in the hanger. After the short meeting was up Bragg made his way to the weapons lockers and found his baby. He ran his fingers up and down the smart-gun's frame checking for any problems. ((ooc:Going to take your idea there GM. Your right, hes born for the smart-gun =P)).

    "Don't worry babe, we'll find ya something to shoot at." Bragg smirked to himself and started stripping the weapon for cleaning. It would need one after being stored for so long. Although Bragg loved the smart-gun to death, his second love was his flamer. Normally one would go for a pistol secondary but Bragg was big enough to care the two weapons, he even made it look easy.

    <tag> Anyone =)
  24. Master_Dmentae Jedi Master

    Member Since:
    Jun 17, 2006
    star 4
    IC: Sgt. Laaht - Mess Hall

    Already having placesd him helmet on, he simply opened up the mouthpoiece and ate that way, hedisnt like to show his face much, or at all. It had taken a few to force his helmet off so he could get in the Cryo-bed, he had planned this, and he was the last one to go to bed, he was also on a blakceed out Cryo-Bed so noone could see in anyway. He finished his meal, and went to the Privates Drive, picking out a team of five, four with the same gun as him, one with a Sniper Function on, and then the last used dual pistols. He nodded to them, they were his origional crew and he was used to them now. He gave them their orders and left, sitting in the Briefing Room, lights out and in a corner, he turned all lights of his armor off and waited...

    Tag: All

    OOC: Gm, tell me if the sniper n pistols thing is ok. The sniper is jsut the normal Rifle but with a enhanced scpe and one-shot pause clip type.
  25. MCPO_John_117 Jedi Youngling

    Member Since:
    Nov 5, 2007
    star 1
    Sparta straps on the last of his armor, and checks his Pulse Rifle. The other marines in the armory do the same. Sparta looked out on his platoon with pride. He raises his voice to drill sergeant standards.

    ?All right, ladies, you're a team and there's nothin' to worry about. We come here, and we gonna conquer, and we gonna get some, is that understood? That's what we gonna do, ladies, we are going to go and get some.
    ?All right, people, on the ready line!?
    The Marines assemble on the yellow line in front the large doors to the hanger. John walks down the line looking at each Marine.
    ?Are ya lean??
    The entire platoon responds in unison.
    ?Yea!?
    ?Are ya mean??
    ?Yea!?
    ?WHAT ARE YOU??
    ?LEAN AND MEAN!?
    ?WHAT ARE YOU?
    The Marines looked pumped, aching for a fight. Sparta sees Ashley still trying to buckle her chest plate. She finally snaps it into place.
    ?ASHLEY! Get on the ready line,Marines, get some today! Get on the ready line!?
    Sparta opens the door.
    ?Move it out! Move it out! Get hot!?
    Sparta counts as the Marines file out of the armory.
    ?One, two, three, four! Get out, get out, get out! Move it out, move it out, move it out! Move it out, move it out, move it out! One, two, three, four, five, six, seven!?
    Sparta moves out to the hanger with his men. They are lined up in front of the APAC (Armored Personnel All-terrain Carrier).
    ?Aaarrrrrg, absolutely badassess!
    Sparta grabs the handle to the APAC and slams the door open.
    Let's pack 'em in! Get in there!
    Inside they take seats facing each other across a narrow aisle. They will drop already strapped into their ground vehicle for rapid deployment. Corporal Tracy starts up the APAC, and drives the vehicle up the ramp of the HTH-03 Drop Ship (affectionatly referd to by Marines as the Huey To Hell). A klaxon sounds signaling depressurization of the hanger.
    Lt. Taramen and Franks run through some switches in the cockpit of the Huey.
    ?Initiate release sequencer on my mark. Three. Two. One. Mark!?
    Motors whine as the Huey drops from the Trandolin?s hanger.
    The ride is intense. The ship pulls a few G?s as it hits the atmosphere of the planet. The ship stabilizes, and extends its flight wings.
    The Huey sets down in front of the main colony complex and Corporal Tracy guns the APAC. The Huey takes off.
    Sparta speaks into the mic.
    ?Lt. Taramen, remain close in case of emergency extraction.?
    ?Roger that.?
    Corporal Tracy stopped fifty meters out from the doors. The APAC?s door opens and the marines exit. They take up fire positions on the door and surrounding area. Using hand signals, Spata leads them up to the door. He hits the door lock, but the panel flashes red.
    ?Sergeant run a bypass!?
    Sergeant Laaht steps to the panel, running leads to it. A few moments later the panel flashed green.
    The Marines entered the complex. They found numerous signs of fighting, barricades, and damage from explosives, but no colonists. They gathered in the command room.
    ?Allright people. I want three man fire teams patrolling the complex. Keep frosty and stay alert.?

    OOC: OK you can come across strange things, melted holes in the floor, noises, and even fast movement that you can?t catch. But no one is to encounter any aliens yet. A deranged colonist will be found, Pm me if you want to find him or her.
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