Dead Space 3: Quarantine

[The Librarian]

CLOSED-PM ME FOR ENTRY--> Despite the efforts of Isaac, the crew of the Ishimura, and all the valiant defenders of humanity, the necromorph infection has spread to Earth. Now the fight has come to our doorstep, and with the Marker over a million light years away, there is no way to contain them.

With Earth being a sprawling utopia of spaceports, factories, and urban transportation, the infection won't stop here. They will spread, consume, and destroy untill all life in the galaxy is a nightmare concoction of dead, decaying, and grotesque corpses.

And even then it may keep spreading.

Now the fate of humanity and, ultimately, the entire galaxy has fallen on the shoulders of a rag-tag group of creatures that the necromorphs know all-too well. They could be our saviors.

Or they could just be another group of casualties.

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Rules

1. I am in charge. End of story.

2. There are no people that can fight necromorphs like a perfect warrior. You will be hit, cut, stabbed, sliced, skinned, gored, the works. Be prepared to show your character some tough love.

3. The necromorphs are the same species as the ones in the game. If you would like to create a new species (something I am in complete support of), PM me or post OOC and we can work something out.

4. If I see anyone ask to join, they will be drop-kicked across the room and fed to my pet Lurker, Junior. DO. NOT. ASK.

5. Be graphic in your desciptions. The game is called DeadSpace, after all.

6. If you are not literate, go away. This is in Advanced Roleplay, and if you don't use proper punctuation, Junior gets a bed-time snack.

7. There can be romance, but for God's sake, the game is DeadSpace, not Cinderella! Seriously, if you want a Romance RP, go to the Romance section. A kiss here and there is fine, but let's just remember the game's genre and title.

8. Secondary characters are shark-bait. If you are anything less than dire to the storyline, you end up dying.

9. If you want to quit the RP, tell me so we can kill your character, or atleast switch control to an active player. That's the deal--feel free to quit, but the most likely fate of your character is a nice, painful scene, possibly involving the dismemberment of important bodily parts.

10. If you join and don't follow the rules above, Junior gets to give you a tentacled reminder as to why that was a bad idea. And I get to place my foot up your ass. If you join and do follow the rules, you won't have problems, will have fun, and won't get to meet Junior.(:()

[White Horse]

{This looks awesome. XD}
{What kind of jobs are available?}

Character Name: Rommel Kiltsin

Age: 29, just short of his 30th birthday

Occupation: Spy

Appearance: http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u191/sailorjupitergirl/hot%20anime%20guys/sexyguy.jpg

Personality: Sauve, delicious, silky; warm, melted chocolate over rich caramel. That's what Rommel is like; he's dark, sly, and overly perverted.

Bio: Rommel has changed the story of his past and his identification so many times that even he can't remember what they originally were. He certainly remembers how his life as a spy came to be, though. It was in his middle of his teen years when it started: he would trick people he knew to get information out of them. It was just a game to him, really, but he noticed that he had a good talent for it. So, he spent many years searching for the place that would professionally train him in this expertise. And, even after he had found them and trained, it was many more years before he could even be put on a case, but, once he was, he excelled at it.

Eventually, the people that he worked for decided to send him on a bigger mission. It was mostly as a test, but Rommel had no plans on taking it easy. In fact, because it's a test, he would work even harder to make sure that he passed, no matter what. So, changing his name to almost match his favorite story-book character, he was sent up into space to where he now resides. As far as anyone else is concerned, he's an Engineer incase anything goes wrong.

Other: N/A

[The Librarian]

{Any job, really. These are normal people that end up in a world of hell and high water.}

[ninja_panda]

((Looks cool, but i have never played the game..))

[White Horse]

{All right. I'll think of a job and BIO after I've slept, mmk? I'm pretty tired and would like to sleep now.}
{I've never played it, either, but this RP looks like fun.}

[ninja_panda]

Name; Jalia Lyronda.
Age; 19.
Occupation; device creator. (Bombs, weapons you can hide, ammo, weapons, you know..)
Appereance; http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h289/Anime_Forever07/Anime%20Girls/HiThereBlackHairedGirl.jpg
Personality; fiery temper, gets bored really fast if nothing happens, loves making stuff, is not open to others.
Bio; Had a normal childhood, went to the engineers school and graduated at the age of 17 whit master deegree in engineering. Started whit building different machines such as turbines and ships, but quickly got bored and started to make weapons, ammo and bombs for space and military forces. Got sent to the space station to make some defense turrets.

((Do it look okey?))

[The Librarian]

{Sure, but I'd prefer for the story to start before the necromorphs arrive, then show the disaster that they bring. They're just going around one day, happy as can be, lalalalala--
BAM!! Necromorphs show up, people start getting hacked up, rooms painted in blood, the works.
And if nobody has played DeadSpace yet, I recommend watching the movie, DeadSpace: Downfall. It gives you an idea of what the atmosphere will be in the RP. This site has all but the fourth section: http://deadspacedownfall.multiply.com/video, and youtube has the fourth part: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5_BR6DKcc_E&feature=related The movie is incredibly graphic and violent, if anyone has a weaker stomach.}

[ninja_panda]

((I have, i dont mind playing lot of blood, but watching.. Not my style! But i can try..
Aaah, its Drawn! Thought it was like a movie made so it look like real life, that makes it a little better...))

[The Librarian]

{The humanoids with wrist sythes are Slashers, the fat ones are Pregnants(you'll see why), the baby-looking thing in hydroponics is a Lurker(my personal favorite), the bat-like freakies that infect the bodies are...well, infectors, and although you don't see them in the movie, you have Leapers, basically Slashers from the waist up with a tail, and Brutes, which are REALLY rare. The scene where the slashers are piling ip the bodies? That's what a Brute is made of--dozens of human bodies. They are literally living tanks.}

[ninja_panda]

((Okay, brutes are just as the same as a abomation from warcraft 3 ;D (their sewn together from different corpses..) Holy **** that is creepy!!. Now i have seen slasher, infector and brute.. I cant watch anymore, i will puke if do...

[The Librarian]

{Told you it was scary. The game is freakier, cause you're actually part of the story.}

[gimmethattop]

((I've actually played the game and watched the movie... but I don't believe I would be skilled enough to make a good description of what's going on. Mind showing off an example, so I can gauge how well I could do this?))

[~Haruka~]

{ I've witnessed some of the game -creeepy- and some of the movie -not as- but i can hitch the game from my guyfriend and get the movie no prob. ^_^ }

[Tarak]

Character Name: Tarak Vershun

Age: 27

Occupation: Mercenary, Ex-military

Appearance: Tarak wears a slightly modified version of the standard military armor (seen here (http://images2.wikia.nocookie.net/deadspace/images/b/b4/Military_RIG_cropped.JPG)) to this day, as the life support for soldiers on the ships in the military links you permanently, and in the case of an honorable discharge they let you keep the armor. He is normally seen with a motorized pulse rifle (seen here (http://www.deadspacehorror.com/weapons/pulserifle.jpg)), but also has a energy pistol and stasis unit as sidearms. He usually wears the armor without the helmet, and has short black hair, a short cut goatee, and hazel/brown eyes.

Personality: Tarak is the rough, rush in, shoot first, ask questions while they're dieing type. though he also makes for a good strategist if the case calls for it.

Bio: Tarak went through the military academy with ease, though he always hungered for something more. This hunger drove him forward though, and eventually got him placed on the U.S.G. Katana, a deep space planet cracker, and one that was made specifically for combat readiness. the ship ended up in a numbe of battles, and suddenly they were called home. Rumors of the Unitology religion's 'Red Marker' were all over, and it seemed that was the reason they were called back. Upon their arrival all crew men were rushed off the ship and discharged from military service, this outraged allot of the soldiers, but it wouldn't matter how angry they were, the mining company wanted their ship, and having apparently just lost one, they couldn't afford the military involvement. After this Tarak started to pick up jobs that were... well, less than noble, but before long a shuttle and the same planet cracker class ship came in and suddenly 'necromorphs' as they were calling them were overrunning his home, now he was running for his life. It was at this time he ran into the people he wold spend some, well, 'quality time' with.







(Heh, you didn't mention the splitters)

[The Librarian]

{Those would be Dividers. Those are the ones that break apart into a head and 2 arm creatures when you kill them. And the Twitchers--slashers that are fused to marines' Stasis packs to make them ultra-fast and...well, twitchy.

The plot is easy--it all takes place on a space station over earth when a necromorph-infested ship crashes into it and...well, you can guess what happens. This is their survival story, and about how they tried to end the infection once and for all.}

[ninja_panda]

((Shal we start then?))

[gimmethattop]

((The Twitchers amuse me. I hate things you can't kill, so the Hunter really scared me....

No example? D: All right. I'll give it my best shot anyway, since... well, I really do want to try!))

Character Name: Kristoph Eberhardt.

Age: 26.

Occupation: Ruthless lawyer.

Appearance: Click here! (http://i184.photobucket.com/albums/x285/zira1991/Axis%20Powers%20Hetalia/prussia-1-1.jpg)
White-haired and red-eyed, it's easy to say Kristoph stands out. Standing at 6' 3" with a decent amount of muscle (and a law degree) means you probably don't want to mess with him about it, however. He's usually found looking in his best in a tailored suit, wearing nearly as expensive cologne. A silver pocketwatch rests in one of his front pants pockets, and his black leather wallet in one of the back ones.

Personality: He may seem just like a protector of the innocent, but he has far stronger motives than that. He's partly narcissistic and even psychopathic--who knows if he's cut down an opposing witness in secret. He certainly wouldn't let the information leak out to anyone, not even to brag. There are some that may suspect, but fear him too much to do anything about it. He's never been skilled with human relationships, platonic or otherwise, but knows how to talk his way into a favorable alliance when necessary. Quick to resort to more violent methods than anything, he's not one to get on the badside of. He's gullible, though, unfortunately taking at least one trait from his weak father. When he perceives things are going his way, he'll deftly run a hand through his hair with a more or less hidden smirk. When he thinks he's won, he'll take a phrase from his tennis team days: "Game, Set, and Match."

Bio: His mother was a rich and powerful woman, deeply involved in space projects. His frequently jobless father was an average, impressionable man with little influence in his family. With his wife rarely home (and himself almost always there), he had little to do but try and find something to devote himself to. First, it was his sons. With a little time, however, he found something better: the Church of Unitology.

The father was taken over by his new faith. His sons became old news; his wife, even less important than before. Blind faith wasn't enough after a while--he wanted more power and information. All of a sudden, his wife reappeared. He begged her for money to donate to the church, but she refused every time. Infuriated by his increasingly desparate requests, she referred him to a Church "Promotion Party". Unfortunately for him, it turned out to be a Church Mass Suicide Ceremony instead.

Up until this point, Kristoph and his younger brother had been moving up through grade school. With her useless husband out of the way, the mother began to work her way back into her sons' lives--but only just a little. She was the strong hand when their grades fell below straight 'A's or defiance was shown. She was the fund allowing them to go to private schools and providing them with the surplus that the pushed-to-the-limit Earth shouldn't even have been able to sell. His brother found her much harder to comply with, making Kristoph her favorite, where he'd also been his father's prior to his death.

Young Kristoph was quiet, but bright. He had many admirers, but few friends. When one of those few showed him the brand new world of bullying and torturing small wild animals, he immediately found the wonder of it and continued well past the end of their friendship. It was a potent release of stress, but one he made sure to always do in secret.

High school led to a more healthy addiction--physical activity. Alongside his many PE classes were any core classes (of course) and his other new interests: tennis and the practices of law. Throughout his four years, he was always on junior varsity or varsity of the tennis team, but never the best. He always resented those better than him, but did his best to restrain himself past countless challenge matches. His brother wasn't so committed; he dropped out late sophomore year and disappeared from his life. Never as interested in the state of the Earth as his black sheep of a brother, Kristoph couldn't relate even if he'd wanted to.

As planned, a prominent law school was attended with the help of his mother's money. It was more of a challenge that anything he'd yet encountered, but with the help of an upperclassman, he took it down easily. The upperclassman was a much better role-model than his father had ever been, even when using underhanded methods to work his way higher. He was charming, intelligent, and successful; that's all that mattered to Kristoph.

Using everything in his arsenal once out of law school led to positive results immediately. First case? Won. Second case? A breeze. Twelfth? A challenge, but "Game, Set, and Match". He only accepted increasingly complex cases with convincingly innocent clients, generating criticism from many. When the wins began to really add up, whispers of a different kind started--but were quickly silenced. There's no way he was killing decisive witnesses of the prosecution in a few of his cases. Or forging evidence.

Absolutely not.

Besides, there're more important matters, aren't there?

Other: Skilled with firearms and hand-to-hand combat, but not so much with other close-range weapons.

((Wanted to create a believable guy that would be a villain in almost any other story, but would be a helpful co-star in something like this. He'd definitely be able to shoot down hundreds of necromorphs and dismember a few dead bodies so that they don't get changed.))

[The Librarian]

{Excellent. Let's keep in mind, however, that humans don't even know necromorphs exist. They get hit completely in the blind side. I'm impressed with the bios that people have given.}

Name: Simon Benthal

Age: 18

Occupation: High school (senior), works part-time at a body-shop for space transports
Appearance: http://www.atlanticanime.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/anime-boy.jpg

Personality: The average female finds him unnaturally attractive, but he only views this as a burden. He is cool, calm, and collected, doing well when under mind-splitting stress and pressure. Above all things, he seeks a quiet life in the outer colonies with a family.

Bio: Simon has always lived life in luxury on Signus Octanus 4. His mother was a wealthy business woman, and his father a Unitologist Priest. While his mother was always away, coming home long enough to deposit an enourmous check, his father was very loving and quickly swept Simon away into the influence of unitology. He was defiant, but his father heard nothing of it--his one and only interest was to convert his son to his way of thinking.

Needless to say, his efforts proved fruitless. Simon took a large(but unnoticeable) sum of money from his mother's endless stockade and moved to Earth on a spaceport over the planet, marveling at the sights, when he was just 14. He enlisted into the local academy and quickly found a loving girlfriend, Shana.(http://images.quizilla.com/X/X0/X0X/x0xanimegirlx0x/1140659264_esbluemoon.jpg) His goal in life is to live in space, where he can admire some of the galaxy's finest works of art.

Other: He has little on his mind besides Shana. If anything were to happen to her...well, the guilty party would suffer his wrath.

[Darkagon]

{Too late to join? Or are all the spots taken? o.0}}

[The Librarian]

(This is a follow up to my last guy. We can start, I just want to wait for White Horse to update his character template.)

Name: Shana McEst.

Age: 18

Appearance: http://images.quizilla.com/X/X0/X0X/x0xanimegirlx0x/1140659264_esbluemoon.jpg

Occupation: High-school senior

Personality: Shana is very loveable--nice, warm hearted, and affectionate. She tends to get emotional when things frighten her.

Bio: Apart from her new future with Simon, she hasn't had much to look forward to. Both her parents were miners for as long as she could remember, and they lived in low wealth, even though deep space mining is legendary for its lucrative profits. They were recently posted on the mining vessel Ishimura, which seems to have mysteriously dropped off the map, keeping Shana glued to the COM receiver in her room.

Both parents remain silent.

No one knows what happened to the ship, but they will have a pretty good idea soon enough.

Other: Shana places great value on friendship. She doesn't take the loss of friends very well.

{No, you can join. We'll be starting soon.}

[Darkagon]

{{I am too lazy to write a long one... ><}


Character Name: Saru Gonzalez

Age: 24

Occupation: Assassin

Appearance: http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d142/loveittt/Anime%20pics/assassin_me.jpg {Just the hair and face, he is more muscular and wears nicer clothes of course. >>}

Personality: Saru is a very cold man, yet warm at the same time. He is cold and heartless in front of danger, but warm to the people he knows to heart.

Bio:

Saru Age 17:
Joined the Military, finishing his class with the top gun award. Meaning he could shoot every gun with 90% and above accuracy. Soon after drafted into the Black Op's of the military.

Saru age 18-22:
Saru fought in the Black Op's conducting secret operations as well as killing targets that never did anything.

Saru age 22-24:
Saru ran from the military and soon was a gun for hire, by this time being trained in almost every weapon known to man he was a master as swordsman ship and guns.

Present:
He arrived at a space station over earth, wearing a black suit. A white tie with a gold trimming. On his figure he held a suitcase, one that perfectly held his dual desert eagle pistols. As well as his MP5 with an assault rifle with an under barrel granade launcher. He obviously was going to make a hit in that station.

[The Librarian]

{Interesting. I wonder if his training involves shooting dead guys? :D )

[Darkagon]

{But of course, you know it. o.- XD}

[The Librarian]

{Okay, this should do it for characters. Just wait for White Horse to update and we'll start.
I hope everyone is updated on DeadSpace? If not, take this time to review the game or, if not, the movie. The links are on the first page.}

[Darkagon]

{Okay, this should do it for characters. Just wait for White Horse to update and we'll start.
I hope everyone is updated on DeadSpace? If not, take this time to review the game or, if not, the movie. The links are on the first page.}

I saw part of the movie, it was alright...Kinda like Left 4 Dead though, just in space really.}}

[~Haruka~]

{ I'll join soon ^_^ }}

[ninja_panda]

((I have changed her history a bit.))

[The Librarian]

{I think we'll start after White Horse modifies his post or Haruka sends her character. Don't know about you guys, but I'm getting anxious.}

[ninja_panda]

((I am of the kind like thats like when i join a RP i just cant wait until it starts..))

[Darkagon]

Can we be startin? >>}}

[joepunk1]

Hey, it's me Darkegon. I am going to use this account instead. :D}}

[The Librarian]

{Heh, nice avi. We should probably start now. White Horse and Haruka will have to catch up.}

[ninja_panda]

((Agreed. By the way librarian, can you send me the link to the BIO you made, i cant find it...))

[The Librarian]

Simon sat down on the nearest bench, gazing out the space station's viewport. Earth was always so beautiful from space...
Shana sat down beside him and yawned. "I'm bored. Do something amusing!"

[ninja_panda]

Jalia was sitting in at the top of a hallway, whit the toolbox beside her, and working on a defense turret, it was her 4th on this station, but it was over 40 left. She sighed, she longed to get awey from space, she missed Earth.

[gimmethattop]

He's there to keep things in order, they said. People would be less likely to commit a crime if Mr. Eberhardt was around, they said. So they paid a quarter of the money necessary to get to this space station and sent him off to pack. He was expected to pick up the rest.

Kristoph grimaces. He's never been in a place like this; the gravity's strangely light, and his shoes are making such annoying noises with every step along this hallway. One hand's in his pocket, fingering the silver pocketwatch he's never without. The other? Massaging his temples. It won't do him any good to get unsettled by a mere change of scenery.

The man on the flight deck mentioned this place, the viewport. Supposedly, the stars are so much brighter than when on Earth--and Earth itself is viewable. As the door slides open in front of him and he steps inside, his mouth opens in awe of the sight before him. One step, then another leads him closer.

...Someone should've received a tip....

[joepunk1]

Figure rested at a bench across from Simon and Shanon. It was a long while before he had to meet his payer. He was of course in no rush, he was simply resting from a hit he made.

Head shifted downward toward the suitcase, skull resting on it. Gently he would listen to the people shifting each and every way, some people pointing and staring. Wondering why he was sitting there. He simply brushed it off. Tongue ran across his lips gently, moistening them as he continued to wear the suit.

[Tarak]

Tarak stood and waited for a contact to show at a view port that was currently facing the sun. All the view ports on the station were slightly light shielded, so he didn't worry about hurting his eyes. He was getting annoyed that they weren't showing, so he finally left, picking up his stuff of leaving the maintenance area he was in.

Tarak sighed as he blended himself into a crowd walking through the station, he had a ticket on a commercial intercontinental space station flight. As he moved through the crowd he caught a glimpse of what he thought was a weapon and turned around, rushing out of there, figuring they were after him. He scooted himself onto a bench in front of a view port, his back to the crowd.as he looked forward he had a great view of Earth. It had been so long since he had last been to Earth he forgot how beautiful it was from just above.

[The Librarian]

{Its Shana, not Shanon.}

Simon sighed and stood. "I'm going to pick up some food. Want anything?"
"I'm coming with you!" Shana declared, clinging to Simon's arm. "No way you're leaving me here to be bored even more."
Simon sighed and started walking, Shana still stuck to his arm.

[gimmethattop]

People begin to move in and out more frequently, forcing Kristoph to chose a better viewing area. He ends up leaning against one of the walls, focus bouncing from people to stars. You just don't see them like this on Earth anymore; if you're lucky, you can barely see them at all. Up here, there's hundreds, even thousands in one small area--just like the old textbooks bragged.

As for the people, he keeps ending up resting his eyes on one particular man. Instead of being astounding, this sight is simply bizarre. His hair is sticking out in every direction, but he's wearing a decent-looking suit (one that still pales in comparison to his own, he notes). Kristoph can't decide whether he should be disgusted, amused, or intrigued--although he's leaning toward the second option.

...Perhaps I should head back now, he proposes, grateful for such distracting thoughts. He steps away from the wall and makes for the exit, a fair amount more relaxed.

[White Horse]

{Wait, I'm here.}

[joepunk1]

People begin to move in and out more frequently, forcing Kristoph to chose a better viewing area. He ends up leaning against one of the walls, focus bouncing from people to stars. You just don't see them like this on Earth anymore; if you're lucky, you can barely see them at all. Up here, there's hundreds, even thousands in one small area--just like the old textbooks bragged.

As for the people, he keeps ending up resting his eyes on one particular man. Instead of being astounding, this sight is simply bizarre. His hair is sticking out in every direction, but he's wearing a decent-looking suit (one that still pales in comparison to his own, he notes). Kristoph can't decide whether he should be disgusted, amused, or intrigued--although he's leaning toward the second option.

...Perhaps I should head back now, he proposes, grateful for such distracting thoughts. He steps away from the wall and makes for the exit, a fair amount more relaxed.

Head shifted for a mere moment, silver optics looking at the male gazing onto his figure. Studying the male though the eye's of an assassin. Figuring every possible way to kill him, looking at his weak spots and pointing them out in his mind.

Scanning was soon stopped as a male that looked Italian came toward him. Figure stood up slowly, rising to his feet. Head was hanging low a bit, suitcase in his hand. He was waiting, hoping the male that was paying him jacked up in some way, something to give him a reason to kill him.

[White Horse]

{O.k., finished.}

Staring back at Rommel, the figure showed a tall, paper-white male who blended in completely with his white, button-up shirt. Brushing a hand through his naturally sleek and black hair, Rommel wondered if he should cut it once he returned to Earth. At any rate, he wouldn't get anything done by just standing there and staring at himself all day. Rommel grinned at this thought; of course, he would certainly enjoy it. Fussing with the wrinkles of his blue pants, he sighed and gave up. "They must have been built with the wrinkles sewed in," he dryly mused to himself.

Rommel turned away from his reflection and looked around the small room until he spotted the hairtie he had been searching for. Pulling his hair into a high ponytail to keep it out of his way, he scanned the room once more with calculating blue eyes before he left. Not surpriseingly, his steel-toed boots rang loud in his ears as he headed down the metal hallway, searching for other people.

It seemed awfully quiet.... Too quiet... For a moment, he flashed back to the movie "Alien" before he shook his head to clear the thoughts; no time to be distracted. That's when he noticed some others up ahead... And boy, did they look like they hated each other. That would make his job so much easier. He glanced toward the people, a make and female, walking down the hall before he entered the room. He stopped a moment and watched the two other men before he glanced behind him. Those two looked like they would be tough to crack so perhaps he should work on the ones he had passed first.

[joepunk1]

The male he was giving his intel with sudden came to a quite. The Italian male quickly reached backward and wrapped his fingers around a small gun on his belt. The moment the male did so his figure launched his foot outward, smashing the male in the face. At the same time he un did his suit case and threw his weapons in their slots. MP5 on his lower back, dual desert eagle pistols on his belt and a Assault Rifle with an under barrel launcher in his hands.

Quickly he raised the weapon upward, aiming it toward the other two men, the assault rifle had a silencer. So all you heard was slight 'pew pew.' Sounds. With each 'pew' one man fell, in total two were fired before he stood upon the males chest. Head turned down, assault rifle pointing downward. "Do you have my money or not?" The male simply shook his head as he shot once more, the blood from the near impact splattered on his suit. "Dumbass...." Figure threw his suit case away and put his coat over his MP5 and pistols, the assault rifle would have to stay in his hand's, for he forgot the strap of it.

[gimmethattop]

When Kristoph is nearly out the door, strange sounds start up behind him. With slight confusion he turns around and looks over the scene behind him. The face he makes can't even fully be described; at best, horror mixed with disbelief. Without a word, he steps out into the hallway and allows the door to shut behind him.

...So much for the crime rate going down, Kristoph thinks, immediately picking up the pace and powerwalking... somewhere away from that room. I think I should just go back home now. Good God. Unsettled once again, he straightens his tie and turns another corner. This place is a maze... a map would've been a good idea.

[joepunk1]

{Are we going to start it with out him, or wha? ._.}

[White Horse]

{Perhaps we should wait?}

[gimmethattop]

((Well, absolutely. He's the leader; he gets to give us the main story-starter.))

[The Librarian]

{Thanks, guys. You wouldn't believe how many threads I've started where people just leave me behind, never mind that I made the friggin' thing. So yes, thank you kindly.:D }

Simon saw commotion and felt it best to steer clear. The ships caused enough chaos--the next one was bound any minute. Maybe they could hitch a ride, move to a far-out colony , live that peaceful life he'd dreamed up...
"What's going on?" Shana asked, looking towards the scene. "C'mon, it could be exciting!"

[joepunk1]

Figure moved the spit in his lips to the very front, he released it quickly. Spitting on the dead male as his body still had a bit of blood on it. "I'll have to make due I suppose." Figure bent downward, left hand ripping the males jacket. Made a strap and attached it to the rings on his gun. Slung the gun over his shoulder roughly.

Head slowly shifted, looking at the crowed around him. "Get the hell away from me, or you're next."

[ninja_panda]

((sorry that i forgot this thread for a while.
She finished the sentry and was going into another room to make another one, when she saw ta man holding up some guns and apperently had just shot down someone. She felt guilty for not having built the sentry's there first, she might have saved them. She pulled out a gun she had in her pocket and asked to the man while she had it pointed right at his head: "Why did you do that?"

[The Librarian]

Simon saw the guns before Shana did, and urged her away. But, stubborn as always, Shana simply marched out until she realized there was a gun pointed at her. "Simon..?"

[joepunk1]

"Get that away from my head, or risk your life...." Head slowly shifted toward the side, silver optics locking onto her face. Optics gave of a kind of feeling like the life from someones figure was being sucked away, the feeling that death was close.

[Tarak]

Tarak sat through most of the commotion, but finally stood up, yelling, "Hey! Do you all want to get sucked into space?" he said this while tapping at one of the view ports. "These are designed to hold under the pressure of the air they hold in, but not weapon fire. Put those away, one dead is enough..."

Tarak simply began to leave, the person that had, for a short time been following him had just died. he must have been working for two parties, figured he'd take out two birds with one stone. Too bad he wasn't prepared for a condor, let alone two.

[ninja_panda]

"We risk our life everyday from being here.. I think i can risk it.." She said, and pulled up another gun, and fired the first.

[~Haruka~]

Character Name:
Rayvne

Age:
17

Occupation:
Cashier

Appearance:
http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff47/Eurekas_World/Real%20pictures/People/Women/unique.jpg

Personality:
Funny, quirky, sweet, nice, kind, brave, smart-elect. She's a complicated person to figure out at the same time.

Bio:
Rayvne went to work, thinking it would be a normal day. Yeah - well she thought wrong. She didnt expect this to happen at all. Rayvne always had an unnantrual fascination with a man-made or an un-man-made virus wiping out humanity. From what she gathers. . . its like that. But, now that she's staring it right in the face, its not that fascinating.
Rayvne has several brothers and sister's she running through the station trying and get. But, so far, its not working out so well.

Other: tattoo on shoulder and back, nose ring.

[joepunk1]

Figure shifted slightly, allowing the bullet to hit him, but hit the barrel of his rifle on his back. This allowing the bullet to rikoshay(Sp?) off of the gun and flung in another persons direction.

Hands moved backward, grabbing the two desert eagle pistols that were attached to the holsters on his pants. Lifted them up quickly, the desert eagle pistols usually carry a .50 bullet, his were 1.00. These bullets were made by himself, he put them to that caliber and made the casing so big that once the fun fired the pressure and heat would go to the 1.00 bullet and reduse it to a .70 bullet.

Hands pointed at two of her vital signs, the one on the left aiming under her chin. And the one on the right aiming toward her heart. Optics were cold, he obviously had no intention of staying long in this area.


{Is the space ship of zombies or what ever going to come anytime soon?}

[ninja_panda]

She watched him take up the guns, she had reloaded her gun long time ago, one aimed for his head, and the other on his crotch, she had experienced most buys couldnt shoot after a hit there.. Now she just waited for his move.

((Maybe they come in the middle of our fight?))

[The Librarian]

{You two start fighting, and this creepy just appears out of nowhere and starts stabbing one of you, maybe like this; http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D3NhdsxOGHU&feature=related, cept you don't die}

[joepunk1]

{Alright, i'll just start the creepiness then. Libarian you can say the shut down of the station.}

From around their two figures he stated to hear screaming. Head shifted to the side for a mere moment, he say something of a yellowish color and wings start flying toward him.
"What the hell..."

The beast came charging at him, Pulled his guns off the women as the beast flew on top of his figure, once the spear like thing came from it's head, trying to stab him he threw the gun upward. Letting it's spear get cought on the trigger and fire automatically. Shooting the beast between the eyes.

"God, what the fu*ck..." Figure bent down and picked up his desert eagle and placed both of them back in the holster.

[~Haruka~]

Rayvne sprinted through the station, trying to get to her family. So far, it was epically failing. Panting, she tried to ignore the terrifiying screams and focus on her family. "Rainalynne! Psy!" she yelled at the top of her lungs. Panting, she rounded a corner and severly started to regreat the decion she made years ago. . .

[ninja_panda]

She noticed that 3 more was coming, and shot 2 of them and threw a mini size grenade on the last. She noticed the boy retracted his guns, and said: "Dont take them in just yet, it might come more.."

[The Librarian]

Simon saw the little freak jump his way and ducked aside. No good--it caught him with its wing-claw and extended a long proboscis, digging into his skin, trying to stab his skull. "Wh-what?! Help! Someone, get it off!!"

[ninja_panda]

She spun around and shot the thing at the boy who screamed for help. "Everyone, get out of here! This is not safe!" She declared while loading her gun, and waited for the panic.

[joepunk1]

Figure sprinted outward, going to where the gun storage was on the ship. He reached a hallway, where all of them seemed to be coming from. Grip released as his fingers holding the desert eagle released. The gun hitting the floor. The lights in the hallway were busted, it was dark as night. The only thing that could be seen with sparks from the lights that were there. Right hand moved behind him, grabbing the rifle on his back and placing a new clip into it. He placed a flash granade inside. "Crap..."

In front of him he saw something that looked to have many arms, behind the monster he saw many body's mangled and sliced up. "I never thought it would actually happen..." He dropped on one knee and started opening fire, lightning the beast up un till he brought it down. He flicked on the light under his gun and watched as the monsters moved backward, going toward the other lobby. He shifted around and ran back toward the women. "There are too many of them, we can not hold them back. We have to get out of here."

[The Librarian]

Simon punched the freak in the "face," but it harpooned him with a sticky tongue-like apendage and dug its beak into his shoulder. "Aaagh!! Help, someone! Get it off m--AAGH!!" His screaming intensified when a hurricane of tentacles erupted into his chest.

[ninja_panda]

"I will activate the few sentry's i have managed to put up around here.. Maybe they can help.." She noticed the boy needed help. She had got tired of these things already. She shot 2 shots straight in it's head and walked over to the boy: "Your okey? You have to get out of here, and get everyone else whit you. Go, now!"

[The Librarian]

The thing's "face" seemed to blow outward, painting the deck a dull red. He stared at the dead corpse for several seconds before kicking it off him, clutching the hole in his chest. "What the hell, man?! What is that thing?!"

[ninja_panda]

"Dont ask me! Shoot first, discover later! Here you have some bandage for that wound, now for the last time! GET, EVERYONE, OUT, OF, HERE! I only got limited whit ammo!" She replied, and angry now.

[The Librarian]

Simon half-caught the bandages and was about to call for Shana when he came face-to-face with a brand new freaky. "Jesus Christ!" He jumped back to avoid a pair of arm-scyths from cutting him in two. This one looked like a person, but horribly misshapen and its body repurposed.
It gave a gargled roar and charged, blades slashing.

[ninja_panda]

She quickly aimed at the thing and shot it 2 times in the head, she wondered why they always went after that boy.. She figured 2 shots wasn't enough, so she quickly reloaded and shot it 2 times more.

[The Librarian]

The creature, apparently having little use for a head, hacked at its attacker, blindly slashing the air with its limbs.
Simon got up and backed as far away as he could untill he hit the wall. What was going on?!

[joepunk1]

"Guh..." He moved backward toward the wall. Right hand reached into the layers of his suit. Fingers wrapped around a cig box and pulled it out. He carried his rifle in his left hand as he popped one in his mouth. He shot one bullet upward, lighting the cig and taking a big drag of it. He watched the screaming with dull eyes.

[ninja_panda]

She screamed from the shock of it, she pulled a a wrench she had in her back pocket and hit the thing whit it until it was just a pool of bone splinter and gore. "What, the, H*LL!!" She said, and pulled out 5 bombs, reloaded her guns and kept put her wrench back in her back pocket. She turned around and said to Simen: "For the last time, get everyone out of here!!! Before these, things, attack more innocent people."

[joepunk1]

"Screw this..." He kicked off of the wall, the cig dropping from his mouth onto the floor. "I'll hold them off, get them out of here." He said to the women as he went back to the main hallway. He took out the flash granade from the under barrel and placed a live granade in it. He started the light and watched as 10+ beasts came for him. 4 Flyers, 5 slicers, and 1 just half a body. He started firing full on. Aiming for the limbs of the slicers, figure shot as many rounds as he could, emptying his 50 bullet clip in 3 of the slicers. He reloaded as quick as he could and kept firing at all of them. "RAAAHHH!!!"

[The Librarian]

{sorry, panda, but everyone's getting butcher, fyi}

Simon stared at the lump of gorey paste on the floor, unable to move. "Th-that thing..."

[joepunk1]

The moment he ran out of his last clip he noticed only the body and one flyer was left. He aimed the under barrel launcher at the body of the floor and fired. The moment it fired the bugs that were inside leaped out toward him, but the fire that came from the granade burned them before they could reach him. He threw his rifle away and pulled back for the MP5. He started to spray the flyer. When he realized more was coming he ran back out toward the lobby and closed the door to the hall. He turned a wheel and locked everything outside, for now and kept everything inside.

[ninja_panda]

She realised it was no point standing here. She walked out into the hallway and started to help the boy, when she discovered he had closed the wall. "Good job, what do we do now? All of them seem to be to shocked to escape.." She asked the boy, if you listened closely you could hear she was afraid.

[The Librarian]

{pregnants are big, bloated slashers that spew out little swarmer dudes. The bird-things are infectors. They turn dead bodies into Slashers. You seem a little mixed up.}

[ninja_panda]

((I just shoot it, whatever it is ;D))

[joepunk1]

{I am confused. x.x}

[The Librarian]

{Infectors are big, headless bat-things, and they make Slashers. Slashers are people with big blades jutting out of their wrists, an extra pair dangling from their guts. Leapers are infected people from the waist down, and they have big saber tooth tiger-like canines, walk on their arms, and have big scorpion-tails made from their host's guts. Hence their name, they leap. Pregnants are really fat Slashers, their arms almost all blade, their guts filled with worm-like swarmers that try to burrow into your skin. Better?}

[ninja_panda]

((If your confused whats going on.. You just closed the wall, Librarian is wondered what the hell those things was and so am I..))

[joepunk1]

{I closed the walls we are trapped with about 50 infected inside of the damn room. And Lib was just telling us what the infected too.}

[ninja_panda]

((Sooo, all the 50 infected guys will turn into slashers and go phsyco anytime now?))

[joepunk1]

{Basically.}

[ninja_panda]

((Woho?))
She had finally started to breath normally paced, and thought the threat was over. She took a deep breath and leaned at the wall in excaustion. Suddenly lots of people around the room started to act wierd, she didnt think about if further, she just thought it was the panic finally kicking in.

[The Librarian]

Simon finally found energy to stand, and was about to ask again what was going on when a roomful of people started convulsing and foaming, blood oozing from their skin, until blades jutted from their wrists, their shoulders reclined, arms sprouted from their guts, and their mouths became black holes of teeth and decay.
With no way to defend himself, Simon turned and ran--running face first into a Pregnant.

[~Haruka~]

Rayvne couldnt help it, she was running down the hall, having screamed her lungs out at one of the Slashers. She was fast as hell for a human so she was able to get away. Rayvne was still looking for Psytholemu and Rainalynne.

[The Librarian]

The Pregnant waddled after him, leeking a stream of roley-poley bugs Simon didn't especially want to meet. He rounded the corner and slammed into Rayvne. He screamed, terrified that she might be a Slasher, and curled into a ball.
"No way this is happening to me, he thought. "No way!"

[~Haruka~]

Rayvne let out a sharp scream as she fell onto her butt. "Ahhh! Please dont hurt me!" she yelled instinctivly, curling up.

[The Librarian]

Simon heard the person scream and realized it was a real person--a good-old human being. "I'm not going to hurt you," he said quickly. "W-we gotta get out of here."

[~Haruka~]

"I cant! I have a little brother and sister I need to find!" she said back, just as quickly. But she couldnt help it, she hugged him. "Sorry!" she said, quickly getting off of him and trying to calm the panicked feelings inside of her.

[Tarak]

(Gah, so much happened...)

Tarak had sprinted off as soon as the screeching from the first creature caught his ear. As he ran he fumbled with the case he was carrying, finally dropping to his knees next to a ship store terminal. Inside he had a few cards with large amounts of credits on them, the blueprints for is modified military suit, a hacked ship uplink, and his trusty modified and upgraded pulse rifle.

he shoved his Id card, the credits, and then the blueprints into the store terminal, and while it was scanning these he used to hacked ship uplink to allow him access to the ship's layout and real time updates, this that most don't have full access to.

once he was done with that he paid for the suit and shoved himself inside where it synthesized and fitted the suit to him. When the chamber opened, however, there was one of the slashers right there. Tarak, acting instinctively, quick-drew his side arm and fried the thing. as he grabbed the pulse rifle it tried to crawl after him so he used stasis on it and crushed it's head.



As he moved through the station he heard screaming and looked down the hall, seeing a boy and a girl. He raised his pulse rifle and let off one shot, blowing the arm off of a slashed following the boy. it kept moving but he used stasis on it, then simply walked up and bashed its skull to pieces.

"Hey, you kids alright?" He said this kinda serious but in a joking tone. As he said this he used a small stasis pach to recharge his stasis module.

[ninja_panda]

She noticed now something was wrong. She raised up and watched a the boy she had saved earlier come whit a monster behind him. She was going to shoot it, but got caught complety offguard by a pregnant. She shot it 2 times and pulled a mini size grenade down its throath, then ran for it. She ran over to Tarak and the two others and asked: "What the hell is going on!?"

[~Haruka~]

"My brother and sister are trapped within this place! I need to find them!" Rayvne said, absolutely back to panicking.

She held put pictures of them. "Psythomeu and Rainalynne." Rayven told.

[ninja_panda]

"Im sorry.. I think the girl got killed by a monster in there.. The boy may be alive... Im sorry, there was nothing i could do." She replied, and you could hear how sorry she was in her voice.

[~Haruka~]

Rayvne's breaths turned into gasps. She held her hands over her mouth and the tears started falling. Rayvne fell to her knees and just sat there, crying.

[ninja_panda]

"Im so sorry.." She said, and started to rub her hand agaisnt her back, in a "get it out, its okay" kinda way.

[The Librarian]

Simon watched the girl cry, then thought of Shana. "Where's Shana!?"

[ninja_panda]

"I dont know. O god.. Whatever you do, dont run after her, or you will end up the same way! Start to cry instead, that we got one who already does!" She said, whit a hint of frustation in her voice.

[The Librarian]

"She's not dead!" he yelled at her. "She's gotta be alive, I just saw her!"

[ninja_panda]

"If you insist... Follow me. You, armor guy. Defend the girl." She said and walked into the room, gun lifted and ready to shoot.

[Tarak]

"Ha," he said sarcastically, how 'bout you defend her and I'll stay up front, it'll be harder for them to kill me than you." he had good point, the military armor could hold well, and she had exposed flesh. He was concerned, but more than that he wanted to make sure that they wouldn't leave him behind for bait.

"What the hell are these things..." He was looking at the one he had just recently killed, it was definitely human, or at least was at some point. "Could this be some kind of bio weapons attack? There's no way these things are naturally like this."

[gimmethattop]

((...Gone less than two days and this happens... thanks for ramping up the speed so much... is my character even still alive?))

EDIT: ((Meh. I don't see his death anywhere, so I'm going to try to jump back in.))

Well, Kristoph hadn't expected this to happen. Or to end up protecting some random blue-haired girl. But both are very, very real--no matter how much he might wish it wasn't. That desire is slowly fading, however. Despite the nicks and the scratches (and the gash on his left arm), this is actually... a little fun.

Using the plasma cutter he'd picked up along the way, he shoots off the arm of a Slasher. The blood shoots from the severed areas, splattering on his face. With one hand, he wipes it away and keeps on the offense. As it tries to get at him from the ground, he stomps on its head with his no-longer squeaky-clean dress shoes. He smirks, spacing for a moment, until another slasher appears from a side entrance and attacks.

"Get out of here!" He commands the girl. "You're a liability." It's hard to protect himself as well as keep an eye on the girl.

[White Horse]

While composed on the outside, Rommel was cursing on the inside. He hadn't signed up for this. For goodness sakes! It was just suppose to be an easy mission. He could imagine a hundred other things that would be more fun right now than this, and getting teeth pulled was at the top of his list.

At least he wasn't stupid enough not to have brought weapons, though. He had packed several guns and he also had several throwing daggers and a semi-automatic hidden on his body. Plus, being a spy, he had been trained in hand-to-hand combat. Rommel rubbed his chin, watching the others while also looking out for the nasty things that wanted them. Of course, if the thing that had caused this was biological warfare then hand-to-hand would be pretty much useless because that meant it could be transfered through bodily fluids and probably air, most likely.

Holding in a groan, Rommel rubbed his temples which had started to throb. "Are there escape pods on this ship?" He suddenly asked. If they could contain the creatures and explode the ship they might be able to get rid of it. Though, all of them could be infected and not know it and by them leaving they could condemn the entire world's population.

[~Haruka~]

Two children ran like hell through the halls, holding hands. The eldest, a boy, held the youngers, a girl, hand as he sprinted, trying to get away from a big. . . Big creature. The little girl panted hard, trying to keep up as her brother looked around for two things: one - their sister, two - any other people or things.
"Cmon," he told the little girl, gently tugging her along.
"I -. . . ." she panted. "I'm trying!"

Rayvne still sobbed, the very idea that her sister would never get to live out her life and get married or have kids saddened her to the point of where she was at now. And Psytholemu was another point. . . If he watched his sister die, she didnt know how his mind would handle it or if he would blame himself for the rest of his life. Rayvne let out another sob.

[ninja_panda]

"Ha," he said sarcastically, how 'bout you defend her and I'll stay up front, it'll be harder for them to kill me than you." he had good point, the military armor could hold well, and she had exposed flesh. He was concerned, but more than that he wanted to make sure that they wouldn't leave him behind for bait.

"What the hell are these things..." He was looking at the one he had just recently killed, it was definitely human, or at least was at some point. "Could this be some kind of bio weapons attack? There's no way these things are naturally like this."

"Arrogant Assh*le..." She mumbled low to herself, then so he could hear: "Okay then.." She heard the girl sob and said: "Are you okay?"

[The Librarian]

{To add to the brutality of the necromorphs, those kids could be killed...unless you have plans for them?}

[ninja_panda]

((What kids? The brother and sister of Harukas character?))

[The Librarian]

{the two kids she just said were running}

[ninja_panda]

((That was the brother and sister of Harukas character yes. I said in some posts earlier that the girl dies, the boy is unknown..))

[~Haruka~]

{Well, at one point, all three might die - I dont know. ^^; But at this point, all three are alive and kickin'. ^^;; }}

[gimmethattop]

((Librarian, would you mind doing something with Shana? Kristoph's supposed to be protecting her, and I'm not sure what to go about doing next.))

[The Librarian]

{He's talking about the other girl. Shana disappeared. You may kill her, if you desire. I don't like working two characters at once.}

[gimmethattop]

Another door is blasted open by the necromorphs, adding just a tinge of worry to Kristoph's expression. The girl is rooted to her spot, probably from fear or something idiotic like that, and he only has one gun (with limited ammo).

At least they're moving slowly, he thinks, focusing on one before the other. That tactic fails him immediately, as one suddenly charges him and violently knocks him off of his balance and into the wall. He blacks out for several seconds, just long enough for the other to get at the girl. What once was a cute little girl erupts into a fountain of blood, a few body parts even ending up a few feet away. He cringes, trying to wrestle her scream out of his mind.

There was nothing he could do.

A blade stabs into the wall beside Kristoph's head, cutting into his cheek. He starts shooting away again, first at the necromorph on top of him. "&%#@ you all!" he shouts. Noticing he only has so much ammo left, he clenches his fist and runs down the hallway the girl had come from. Maybe that meant other survivors.

[ninja_panda]

She turned around and heard shots, and a scream. She pulled up her gun and looked the way it had came from, as she spotted necromorphs in there. She had no idea how she could help, until she spotted a boy run out of the hallway, she was close to shoot him, but instead actived the defense turret she luckily had placed in the hallway. It buzzed for some seconds, and shot down the necromorphs after him.

[The Librarian]

A scream stopped Simon cold. "Shana!" He jumped up and charged down the hall, punching a Slasher square in the face. He ignored the jagged tooth embedded in his knuckles and kept running. Screw this station and screw the whole goddamned planet--Shana, and his whole universe with her, was in danger.

[ninja_panda]

"Wait, what are you doing?" She yelled after Simon. "Come back here!" She continued yelling. She didn't know what to do, defend the girl or continue after him? She hoped her defense turrets could help him..

[The Librarian]

"Screw you, lady!" he yelled back, tackling a Pregnant. Its stomach split open and spewed little bug-like creatures, which jumped on him and stabbed at him with their beaks. He tore one after the other off him, but there were so many of them... He crushed one more under his shoe, but three more jumped up on him. "Oh, god, get them off me!"

[ninja_panda]

"Turrets, help him!" She said and thanked god she had put in a voice feature in them, as they quickly shot of all the things who attacked him.

[The Librarian]

Simon screamed as the super-heated plasma bolts prickled at his skin and kept running. "I'm coming, Shana!"

[ninja_panda]

She sighed, he was out of sight, it was up to the turrets and to god to help him now..

[~Haruka~]

Rayvne was looking around, hearing her younger brother and sister, she swore!

Rainalynne and Psythoemu hid from several of those. . . . things with blades and hands coming out of their stomach. They didnt like this. . . not one bit. . . Its not Halloween yet!

[ninja_panda]

She cursed the boy lowly to herself then said to the girl: "Are you okay?"

[gimmethattop]

Kristoph sighs with relief when he discovers others still fighting this strange new menace. One, a girl, protects him--and another runs off in the direction he came from, calling a girl's name. Kristoph tries to grab him before he disappears, but it fails.

"Stop!" he shouts down the hallway as a last resort, "You can't help her anymore!" Still, he highly doubts he'll return based solely on his word. Kristoph grimaces and runs a hand through his hair, hoping to keep the sweat out of his eyes. Removing his suit jacket might help, he thinks, and he does so. The now useless jacket is tossed off into a corner.

"...Do you have any bandages?" He's been cut up a lot already, he notices.

[ninja_panda]

She asumed he was talking to her. "No, we all got caught offguard by this, so, sorry." She said, and looked back at him.