Kr'fernir works away in the engineering bays and main engine room, until he realizes that he he has a very sparse staff of engineers! Seeing this, he decides to talk to the captain over the intercomm.
"Captain, this is the Chief Engineer. I've noticed that I have very few staff down here! Am I going to be it for this mission, or am I going to get more hands to do the work?"
The droning whine of an auto-tightener can be heard in the background.
"Dr Joseph Heilburg, at your service! If anyone of you feel sick or require me to slice you open on the table, don't hesitate to come by my office."
[QUOTE=Pezgod1;47394346]Arthur laughed heartily. "It's fine, my friend! If we have people getting sick, I can always genetically modify them with the ability to regenerate organs. Though, they might grow a tail or two in the process."[/QUOTE]
"Ooo! Two heads! I perhaps could also assist in implanting baboon uterus inside all of you!"
[Made a map so it's much easier to navigate and know what established rooms are there.]
[img]http://i.imgur.com/y45w8pf.png[/img]
[Fun fact: I made this before you guys even mentioned the rooms, some of you are telepathic or sumthing]
-snip-
Having made the bar sparkle, Dwan decides to investigate the loud mechanical noise that he's been hearing. As he goes to investigate, he grabs a side-view map. Looking at this, he finds out the Waste Disposal area is right near to the Bar. Realizing this, he has a laugh and goes back to the Bar, where he just turns up the volume on the speakers.
Soon, he notices a grey-ish fellow entering the bar. Recognizing him from earlier, Dwan puts his cleaning towel over his shoulder and grabs a glass.
"Hello, sir.", Dwan says. "What do you want?", Dwan asks in a direct manner.
"Oh, hey." Tussor was caught by surprise, since he was sizing up the bar before he noticed the bartender. It was particularly stunning for him, since the place was very tidy for a spaceship bar that had just opened.
Quicker than expected, however, he responded "I'll just have a beer", while sitting down on one the stalls, almost in the middle of them all.
"Coming right up, sir.", Dwan says, giving Tussor a beer. "So, you're one of the other crew members, aren't you? I recall seeing you when we were at the captain.", Dwan asks. "I'm Dwan Theidrum, you can probably guess what I do.", Dwan says, awaiting Tussor's reply.
Tussor had received the beer, but early in the conversation he hadn't taken a sip of it yet - a minute detail.
"My name's Saint Tussor, but no one ever really calls me 'Saint'. I showed up from 'creative' parents, y'know."
Upon finishing his reply, the man finally drank a bit of his beverage; but before Dwan could speak, he snickered: "I also take care of the critters here in this ship. I don't suppose you brought a pet with ye?"
"I'm not a pet person, so no.", Dwan replies to Tussor's question.
"I've only seen a few people that looks as marblesque as you do, Tussor", Dwan comments. "I've always thought such people could make easy money posing as statues in Greek museums, but here you are, working as a pet keeper.", Dwan says. "Well, I guess if you're going to do something, do something you like.", Dwan finishes his comment.
"Now, want another beer or are you going to pay up now?", Dwan asks.
"Hello Fruadlein!" Joseph said as he entered the bar. "I vould like a mug of beer!"
After spending nine hours either in shock or suspended animation on the bridge, Pyrovik goes looking for his hair dressing salon.
Pyrovik discovers there appears to be no salon on board and goes to cry in the bar. What kind of sick joke was this. Hire a hairdresser but provide no facilities?!
He sneers at the other bar inhabitants from the corner. Especially the bar tender who gets like a super cool bedroom and everything.
Kr'fernir suddenly noticed that the whining from the drone had stopped. He seemed to hear what sounded like footsteps closing in on him. Because of the sounds from the engines it was hard to determent from which directions the footsteps where coming from.
Just right before Kr'fernir figured out where the sound was coming from Isaac turned around the corner.
He yelled: "BUG!"
Isaac toke a good grip around his wrench and almost took a swing at Kr'fernir. He stopped in his actions as he noticed the Chief Engineer badge on his shoulder.
"AAAAaaaaaa.....Oh..Hurmp....Sorry about that Chief engineer, sir."
Isaac reached out his hand to greet Kr'fernir.
"I'm not used to seeing other lifeforms then humans. I am Isaac Devol, Robotics engineer at your service. I just fixed a drone back there who had some screws lose."
Can I be Senior Enforcer?
[QUOTE=doomevil;47370619]Crew Professions: Now there are a variety of jobs around the ship. Obviously you have your captain of the ship and others that keep everyone safe or satisfied. Who says you can't have fun around Archius too? Anyone could apply for these but you’ll have to send me a PM for Head of whatever or Captains and I’ll roll up a die if more than one applies for them. The rest is yours.[/QUOTE]
Short answer. Go for it :)
Name: Lion (Formerly Leon Eastlindht)
Picture(optional): [url=https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/u/71236376/Lion%20Spaceship%20RP.png]Here[/url]
Date Of Birth: June 28th, 2187
Crew Profession: Senior Enforcer, Weapons Technician
Race: Sentient Robot (former Human)
Biography: Sergeant Leon Eastlindht was once a capable leader of a small special forces group specializing in neutralizing interstellar terror organizations.
A brilliant tactician as well, every mission was a strategic challenge to Leon. Serving for many years alongside his team he helped bring down some of the worst terror groups and criminal syndicates that the Sol system had ever known.
However, after one dire mission against a terror group dealing with nerve-toxins everything went to hell. The whole mission had went as planned up untill the point where one of the terrorists decided that everything was over and released a batch of nerve-toxins onto the space station. All the terrorists either died instantly or fell into a painful coma that would slowly start to kill them.
Most of Leons team managed to haul their asses back to their dropship however it was too late for Leon and his second in command, Corporal Reed, who fell victim to the toxins.
After the HazMat teams were done cleaning up the remains of the toxins Leon and Reed was sent to the best medical facility in the Sol system, there his team silently watched as Leon tried to fight the coma with everything he had.
Finally, a brilliant scientist managed to construct a way of transferring a persons mind into another body. In Leons case it would be into the mind of a prototype special-forces robot. When he finally woke up he was told the news about his second in commands' unfortunate death after struggling for several hours.
Leon, now called Lion, left the special forces after a honorable discharge and spent years freelancing as a bodyguard for the top-dogs of the Sol system. Full of sorrow every job was now a distraction to keep him from thinking about the painful past.
When he was asked to join the crew of the Archius he left his former life rightaway, hoping to once again do something good with his strategic expertise and love for weapons.
[sp]If there's anything that needs fixing, just yell.[/sp]
[QUOTE=blorgyboy;47395295]Kr'fernir works away in the engineering bays and main engine room, until he realizes that he he has a very sparse staff of engineers! Seeing this, he decides to talk to the captain over the intercomm.
"Captain, this is the Chief Engineer. I've noticed that I have very few staff down here! Am I going to be it for this mission, or am I going to get more hands to do the work?"
The droning whine of an auto-tightener can be heard in the background.[/QUOTE]
Jeremy heard the intercom ringing and went up to answer it.
"Hello...ah yes, Chief Engineer, Kr'fernir. Uhm, from what I know of, that is all we get for now. Bit low on recruits but I am sure we will have new staff in the coming days." Jeremy said to Kr'fernir
"Just try and work with what you got and I'll see what I can do about staff." Jeremy said to Kr'fernir
"I got to go, I'll catch up with you a bit later." Jeremy said.
He then hung up, he went back to the table with a bunch of books thinking he could find information about the Oracle but he couldn't find anything.
"Damnit, I guess it really is a mystery." Jeremy said to himself.
He then decided to have a break and walk around, he saw a map of the ship on the wall and decided to look at it.
"Hmm......Wait, why is the Barber shop not a part of this map?" Jeremy said to himself with a confused tone in his voice.
"Well, maybe this is an outdated map, hopefully Pyrovik will be okay with waiting till we get an update, or just going around this big ship looking for it." Jeremy said to himself.
He then went back to the Bridge to see how everything is.
The pod opened and a pair of two blue eyes lit up.
Lion rotated his head.
"Systems online." exclaimed a robotic voice.
He stepped out of his storage unit and into the armory. He looked around and noticed that very few weapons were mounted on the racks beside the firing range.
On the other side of the room were several stacks of military-styled crates marked with the text 'Caution: Firearms and Munitions! Handle with care.'
"I'm gonna have to rearrange things later it seems." Lion said to himself.
He stepped out of the armory and went to the nearby elevator and clicked on the button marked 'Bridge'.
A few moments later the doors opened and he stepped in on the bridge of the ship and immeadiately noticed a person resting against the wall casually close to the door.
Lion walked up and extended his arm.
"Hello, pleased to meet you."
Pyrovik notices no one was confronting his attention seeking behaviour. Instead he decided to ask the Captain to figure this out with Human Resources and maybe even that silly man Harken Saw.
Upon reaching the entry way to the bridge Pyrovik stepped through the doors to find two people engaged in conversation. He waited politely.
[quote][b]Mini-Roll: [7][/b] After a bit of complaining from the crew the ship suddenly responded as a hmm noise came up. Sooner or later the room known as a hair saloon popped up, it was likely there in the first place but no one really found it.[/quote]
Map updated.
[img]http://i.imgur.com/UyWyyHk.png[/img]
You should put the map in the OP.
FUCK YEAH
*ahem*
Pyrovik looks around wildly and decides he didn't say that out loud. He continues to wait.
"Oh hello, I apologize for being in your way." Lion steppes out of the way before extending his arm to greet Pyrovik.
"Hello everyone! If you are in need of medical attention, I can fit you in an appointment in the doctor's office someday!"
[QUOTE=Viper123_SWE;47398590]"Oh hello, I apologize for being in your way." Lion steppes out of the way before extending his arm to greet Pyrovik.[/QUOTE]
Pyrovik grins like a lunatic and shakes the extended hand enthusiastically.
If only... it had hair...
He thought forlornly.
"Name's Lion, which you probably noticed." Said Lion, pointing at his neckguard where the name was written on.
[QUOTE=Viper123_SWE;47398434]The pod opened and a pair of two blue eyes lit up.
Lion rotated his head.
"Systems online." exclaimed a robotic voice.
He stepped out of his storage unit and into the armory. He looked around and noticed that very few weapons were mounted on the racks beside the firing range.
On the other side of the room were several stacks of military-styled crates marked with the text 'Caution: Firearms and Munitions! Handle with care.'
"I'm gonna have to rearrange things later it seems." Lion said to himself.
He stepped out of the armory and went to the nearby elevator and clicked on the button marked 'Bridge'.
A few moments later the doors opened and he stepped in on the bridge of the ship and immeadiately noticed a person resting against the wall casually close to the door.
Lion walked up and extended his arm.
"Hello, pleased to meet you."[/QUOTE]
Jeremy grabs Lions hand and shakes it.
"You must be Lion, nice to meet you, as you probably figured out, I am the Captain of this fine ship, since you weren't here while we got mission details, let me fill you in. We are currently heading to Termina Central to see if we can find more information about this mysterious object called The Oracle, once we have enough information we will head out, grab it and deliver it Termina Central." Jeremy said to Lion.
*Beep*
"The Map has been Updated"
"What was...oh right yes, the report must have gone through, I thought we would have been waiting a while, I better go find Pyrovik and tell him the goods news, please excuse me." Jeremy said as he turned around to find Pyrovik.
"Well speak of the Devil, here he is now, Pyrovik meet Lion, Lion is the Senior Enforcer and Weapons Technician of this Crew." Jeremy said to Pyrovik.
"As you probably just heard and saw, the Map has been updated and it appears the location of the Barber shop has been added to the map, I assume you will be very happy." Jeremy said.
"Now if you excuse me, I better go make an announcement." Jeremy said.
He then walked over to the speaker and spoke.
"The map of the ship has been updated, as you can see the location of the Barber shop has been added, so if you need a haircut you can go there and Pyrovik will cut your hair.
As for information about Oracle, I have not found any information, it's just like the mission brief said, so the best we can do is just wait till we get to Termina Central and ask around there, and speaking of Termina Central, we will be there in a couple of hours.
There is nothing needed to be fixed or checked, basically we have nothing to do but wait around till we arrive. So feel free to visit the bar, or get a haircut. We aren't on a tight schedule so just have some free time. I will check in with you guys in a bit, oh and I am in the Bridge so if you need me, you can either come up to the Bridge or contact me over the intercom." Jeremy said, he then hung up and sat down and read the paper.
[QUOTE=Damian0358;47396609]"I'm not a pet person, so no.", Dwan replies to Tussor's question.
"I've only seen a few people that looks as marblesque as you do, Tussor", Dwan comments. "I've always thought such people could make easy money posing as statues in Greek museums, but here you are, working as a pet keeper.", Dwan says. "Well, I guess if you're going to do something, do something you like.", Dwan finishes his comment.
"Now, want another beer or are you going to pay up now?", Dwan asks.[/QUOTE]
Tussor reached his pocket and gave a few coins worth of beer to the bartender. "Yeah, I'm outta here."
After that, he started to explore the spaceship more carefully.
After chatting with Pyrovik and Jeremy Lion procceeded to head back to the armory.
While there, he started unpacking the weapons, dividing the weapons into four categories;
Light, medium, heavy and special. Each category then had up to two or three subcategories based on range.
After packing up all the weapons and organizing the racks Lion sent a small request to the engineering unit, requesting a small locker-sized cage that could mounted on the racks, providinga dditional protectiion for the special weapons.
Lion then started working on the schematics for a small energy-based tripod-mounted sentrygun, sitting behind his desk in the armory.
Pyrovik considered cartwheeling to the barber shop.
He decided against it and walked instead. Upon arriving he turned the lights off, set the room to privacy mode and pretended to cut peoples hair.
Half way through his third imaginary customer he realised he hadn't said a single word all day. He smiled.
[QUOTE=Xonax;47398692]I will check in with you guys in a bit, oh and I am in the Bridge so if you need me, you can either come up to the Bridge or contact me over the intercom." Jeremy said, he then hung up and sat down and read the paper.[/QUOTE]
Dolosus had a small geek-out moment, admiring the advanced computer systems that were built into the bridge.
He quickly snapped out of it and remembered what his semi-urgent business was with the captain. "Dolosus Zushiki, sir. While not officially in charge of computer security aboard this ship, it would seem no one else has been appointed. With your permission, I nominate myself as Computer Systems Security."
"Very well then," Jeremy replied. "what qualifications do you possess?"
"Before being recruited for the Archius XI, I specialised in E-WAR against pirates. My job was simply to secure our communications while making life hell for the enemy."
Dolosus made a slightly awkward expression before continuing.
"I don't wanna be the devil's avocado, but for the 11 non-regular crew members on this ship, there seems to be [I]12[/I] active comm-bands. So either someone's wearing one on each wrist, or a regular crew member seems to have been accidentally assigned one reserved for non-regulars..."
Dolosus decided against voicing his last thought. [I]'Or maybe someone isn't supposed to be connected to our comms...'[/I]
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