Colin blinked a few times before realising he was being spoken to.
"Erm hi person. Look, as much as I'd [B]love[/B] to stay and chat with you, I'm currently incredibly busy strolling around corridors and having a small mental breakdown. So ehm. Yeah. Bye Arthur." said Colin before walking in the opposite direction.
Colin's mind raced and he felt like he seriously was having a mental breakdown. He rushed down corridors and made his way to a room that would most likely remain empty for a while ; the Gymnasium. As much as he appreciated Arthur's attempt to "clear the air", now was not the best time. However he was curious as to why people where gathered. Perhaps he had missed an announcement when he was lost in his thoughts. Oh well, he was sure that his presence wouldn't have changed how events played out.
Arthur was more than perplexed at the Welshman's behavior, as he watched him spin around and exit the room without missing a beat. All he could think as he readied himself to follow the security team was what a strange, neurotic little man Colin was.
Lion packed up a small arsenal of compact weapons that could be mounted on Vipers armor.
"First off we have the LWA Needlers, these kinetic repeaters can be mounted on your front talons. They can switch between a full-auto and a shotgun mode."
He moved on. "These are the LWA Stingers, they are mounted on your rear talons and fire charged up plasma shots. With both of these duos you can engage any and all targets."
Lion mounted the weapons before bringing out his SMG. He went for the hangar.
"Alright doc, I wont shoot whatever is inside. But I reserve the right to shoot you, if it burrows into your skull and makes a nest in there." Varn went down in the Armory to pick up the Boom box. He then made his way to the hangar.
[QUOTE=Pezgod1;47552981]what a strange, neurotic little man Colin was.[/QUOTE]
[ You know it! ]
Colin was stood in the Gymnasium, pacing around as he tried to keep control of his behaviour and mind. His uncle had said Colin's wandering mind was a sign of his intellect. He could still remember that day.
-Past-
Colin was generally a quiet child unless he got carried away with something, leading him to become very loud. Him getting carried away was usually caused by what Colin called "mind walks". He would think of something and his mind would start to wander down a dark and gloomy road, often causing him to become paranoid and twitchy. It was a summer day and Colin was sat in his uncle's garden, questioning what he thought every child was questioned. Why is grass green? What is that white thing in the sky? Why is Ms.Alexander never home?
The back door opened and Colin's uncle walked out of the house. He had his brother's "pea"-head and strong chin but he was slightly larger than Colin's father. Of course he would be, even then Colin's father was a skeleton.
"What are you doing Colin?" asked his uncle.
"Questioning stuff. It's fun."
While his uncle wasn't the smartest man, he knew this could only end badly. He had tried multiple methods in the past tl distract Colin but once Colin had started thinking about something, it was like he had entered a trance. That trance, just like the one happening then, would never have advantages. Colin could never fully describe what happened during his mind walks. He would ask an innocent question in his head and it would somehow become something that would terrify Colin depending on the true answer. Do my friends like me? Am I going to end up in a deadend job and never succeed anything?
"Uncle. Why do I have mind walks?" asked Colin.
"Well, there's probably something to do with a mental issue in there. Your early childhood wasn't easy. But I'd like to think it's because you are smarter than other people. You ask questions people wouldn't normally ask. When you're older and have advanced maturity, these thoughts won't scare you. You'll know the answers and learn to accept whatever these answers may be!" replied his uncle.
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How wrong he was. Even now, almost 10 years later, Colin was terrified by what he did to himself mentally. Maybe it was because he had never tried to stop them. He allowed to himself to look insane, to look crazy when he knew and his family knew that he wasn't. Perhaps the first step was getting the answers. His first question was complicated because the answer would be difficult to get. Do they know that I am not meant to be here? He couldn't just charge up to people and ask them about his history. They didn't even know him. It was going to be a long road before he found every answer to every single one of the questions he asked. But if answering them would fix him, he needed to try.
Viper quickly looked over weapons and mounted them on the Exo-suit. The systems automatically turn on and were ready to fire on command. Viper made way to the hanger bay, keeping distanced away from the Pod and was made sure have weapons ready on the pod. "We are ready captain, Open on your order." Viper said over private intercom.
"Open the hangar bay." Jeremy said to the pilots as they proceeded to activate the doors.
[quote]The ship reached to the floating pod in space, having it's gravitational pull generators doing the work as the pod went towards the ship. With one last glimpse Jeremy switched over to the surveillance cams in Hangar Bay, watching the frozen pod clang onto the floor. With doors open, the pilots proceeded to close them. Security members gazed into the pod, raising their weapons.[/quote]
Lion slowly approached pod. He looked towards the others. "Want me to open it? Incase it's booby-trapped? It's easier to replace a robot arm after all."
[Going to sleep, Lion is now a NPC.]
((Hey, I've been unexpectedly extremely busy for the past couple of days, and I might not be able to post tonight either. I hope I didn't miss anything important.
If anyone needs him, Sledge is an NPC. Hope to be back soon. <3))
[B]After speaking with the head of science, Squish heads over to the Science Lab. He patiently sits and studies previous samples while waiting for samples from his crew. Squish studies the previous stool samples taking records of what they ate, how their metabolisms were in the past few days before the sample was taken, and the health of the individual.[/B]
[AIGHT TIME TO BEGIN]
The frozen pod floats into the hanger bay, its surface steaming as if it were hot, but it's entire surface was covered with a thin layer of ice. The gravity tethers hummed softly as they set the pod on the hanger bay floor. A small beep came from the pod, as the sheet of ice cracked. The pod was a dark grey and metallic color, with a faded orange caution line painted on the side. Various pipes and lots of wiring were exposed, running along the outside of the pod, generally reentering the pod in another place. All in all, the pod looked like a haphazard mess of industrial design. It was obvious the pod had encountered a collision, as one side of the pod was scraped and cracked.
Suddenly, an automated female voice began speaking, filling the now silent hanger bay with a quiet echo.
[quote]
AAAlert. habit-habitable atmosphere d-d-d-*ZZZT*-etected. Sys-*BZZ*-amaged.
Activ-*ZZT*-ing...
*ZZT*
P-pod information:
Oxygen t-t-tanks: 0.24%-%-%
Powerrr: 3%
Occupant-t: *ZZZZZT*
Up t-t-IIIIIme: 34 *ZZT*arth yeEEEers.
Life supp-*ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ*-sys-*BZZ*-amaged.
Warniiiiinnnnnggggggg-*ZZT*-mergency release activAAAAAAAted.
Oxyg-g-*zZZz*-ubsystem offline.
Contaiiiiiiiiiiiinment-t-t field gen-*ZZZZZT*-ffline.
LAAAAAAAAAAAAtches released-d-d.
[/quote]
A loud click is heard from the pod, as the malfunctioning automated message crackles to its end.
"That sounds interesting, do you want me to open it boss?" Lion looked at Viper.
[Deathgrunt?]
Viper gave Lion the go ahead and waited cautiously.
Lion slowly extended one of his hands while still aiming down his SMG. He clicked a small button which made a light turn green.
The pod let out a sigh as the pressurized air was let out. The hatch began opening.
((Okay I'm finally free for a few hours so I'm gonna get caught up on the thread.))
((Okay I'm finally caught up.))
Sledge arrived in the hangar bay with the rest of security. He had turned down any and all ranged weapons or armor during the meeting in the armory. His lengthy but not at all overreaching explanation touched every issue from personal preference to metaphysics to galactic war policy to demolition safety. Everyone accepted this explanation on its merit and not just to shut Sledge up.
Now he was watching a hatch on some sort of escape pod open for what seemed like 12 freaking hours. "Sweet mother of Hercules can we move this along, please? I've got important things to hammer!" He then crammed his hammer in the gap of the opening space pod and pried it open with enough force to send the pod door tumbling across the bay.
"You're welcome!" he yelled triumphantly.
The pod forcefully hit the side of the hanger bay, with the pod door flying off like a car hood. Suddenly, a small jet of cryo-steam shot out of the pod, defrosting it's occupant.
John opened his eyes, rubbing his face. [I]Goddamn, it feels like I have a fucking hang over. I hate cryo-sleep.[/I] He extended his left hand, grabbing the edge of the space-coffin, as John called it. Lifting himself up, he slumped up against the side of the pod, looking down into the pod, and closing his eyes. [I]Dizzy as shit. I HATE cryo-sleep.[/I] "AI, how long have I been under?"
John waited for a few seconds, before querying the AI again. "AI, respond."
Then it hit John in the face like a wall of bricks; Cryo-sickness. Cryo-sickness only occurs in rare cases where the occupant is under for longer than five years. He'd only witnessed two cases of it before, one himself when he was hospitalized, and one for a fellow crew member on board the Runner's Light. John leaned over the side of the pod, heaving the contents of his stomach all over the hanger bay floor. This continued for a solid three minutes.
Then it hit John in the face like a wall of bricks; John had been under for longer than five years. And he most certainly wasn't in the Runner's Light. bracing himself with both hands, he weakly lifted his head above the edge of the space-coffin. He was greeted by the entire complement of the ship's security team, as well as a bunch of eggheads, and a rather pompous looking arse he could only assume was the captain.
[I]..Why does this shit always happen to me.[/I]
Jeremy widened his eyes as he saw a man out of cryo sleep. He was unsure what this man was capable of and eyed his crew to make sure they were keeping an eye on him.
"Who are you? If you have any intentions of inflicting harm to us then drop that idea right now before someone ends up killed."
((Does he need help getting defrosted because if so Sledge has him covered.
[b]ACTION:[/b] [img]http://i.imgur.com/Kxro47x.gif[/img] ))
John turned his head to the captain and began to reply before vomiting over the side of the pod.
Jeremy shook his head as the unidentified man managed to drip vomit on the hangar floor, something the Janitor just cleaned up after that 'minor' incident with three pirates. He certainly was anxious what did the man said before he started vomiting.
((Okay heading off to bed. Sledge is an NPC until I get back on tomorrow, which probably won't be for about 12 hours))
Varn leaned over to Arthur "Well, I wont shoot him, but it looks like he's puking the science all over the floor."
(So Sledge is trying to heat him like I heat everything around me irl.)
[QUOTE=Sparkeagle;47563592](So Sledge is trying to heat him like I heat everything around me irl.)[/QUOTE]
((Can confirm, Sparkeagle is a living space heater))
[quote]With a few time to spare Security apprehended the man and took him to the bridge making sure he doesn't suddenly attack anyone with a gun. Tho Security did managed to find a good ol shotgun beside his pod.[/quote]
"Right so who are you exactly? I'm assuming you've been abandoned in space." Jeremy recapped as he paced with his members on stand by.
[Gonna post this, it's really taking long for Zombie to show up]
Lion returned to the armory and waited for Sledge and Lemmy to pick up their personalized weapons. While waiting, he begun working on a sigm which he mounted above his desk in the main armory area.
He stood proudly when it was finished, the sign had turned out better than he had anticipated. The sign had the text "Lion War Armory" inscribed to the center, with the A in 'war' being the shape of a Lion's head.
[Sorry, been busy all day. Just got home now, lol]
John's vomit filled trip to the bridge was certainly dull. When he arrived on the bridge, he braced himself against the wall.
"Right so who are you exactly? I'm assuming you've been abandoned in space." said the captain.
[I]The pompous arse certainly seems full of himself. Abandoned, HAH! I'm the best damned atmospheric techni- OH GOD.[/I] Suddenly, John vomited all over the captains shoes. He looked up to the captain.
"I'ma need a doc."
[B]Squish's biology senses were tingling. He rushed uneasily to the bridge with test tube in hand. When he got inside he saw the man puking all over the captain's shoes.[/B] "I'll take that." [B]Squish swoops the test tube as swift as a slug.[/B] "Ehh." [B]Squish felt accomplished by capturing his first sample, so he immediately runs off back to the science lab to get the results.[/B]
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