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Re: The First Tremulous RP: The DM/OP Joins!
« Reply #30 on: January 08, 2009, 09:19:51 am »
((I doubt that the Übergeist will be as fulfilling as I had originally anticipated, and we aren't getting the numbers we need, so I'm going to RP for Jane as well))

Relation To Other Characters: She does not know them, and does not want to know them. A real human like herself can not be seen conversing with these test tube experiments. Why HR would place her with clones is beyond her.[/color]

((That's right P1. She's going to be hard to get. :P))

((Also, for my own ratification, is TNW a robot, android or artificial person? I got the impression that he was organic (mostly).))

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((re: Ubergeist: She is the end-boss; I describe the Aliens you should throw at our heroes and the weapons you should arm them with in the Total Conversion entries in the Unvanquished thread. Think of it as the Q: TJ: TFZI post-Third Race Intervention pocket-omniverse. Sometime after the original war, and now the Unvanquished have joined the fight, but not yet outwardly.))

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Re: The First Tremulous RP: A Simple Insertion
« Reply #31 on: January 08, 2009, 11:28:11 am »
Doctor Johae "Jane" Ha lifted herself tenderly from the pod. She had hit her head on the communications tablet on impact and had passed out. She knew she had woken up hours later, but was unsure just how many hours. There was blood all down her face and her vision was still blurry from bloodloss. Damn those idiot clones. And that drone. Who in the hell did he think he was?
Having heaved herself out of the pod and into the small crater it made on impact, she stood up slowly and looked around. The world was, as far as she could tell, a typical Type 3 world; gravity a little above normal, atmosphere usual oxygen/hydrogen mix. She even thought that the plant life was similar to that of many areas on Old Terra. She turned around and reached into the pod.

"Shit."

There was very little in there in the way of supplies. A blaster was strapped in a holster on the wall, and some food packs and vitamin and bottles protien supplement pills were scattered over the floor where they must have come loose from the bag underneath the chair.
She piled the food back into the bag, unholsted the blaster and fumbled in the survival bag for a fire starting kit. To her dismay, there was no such thing in the bag. She'd have to go cold, since the pods main power systems and door were bust. She hit the emergency beacon and settled down in the pods chair with a blanket and watched the blinking light on the beacon, muttered "And fuck that Terrible North Wind", and went to sleep.
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Re: The First Tremulous RP: A Simple Insertion
« Reply #32 on: January 08, 2009, 11:36:17 am »
The Übergeist watched this one too.
It did not know what to catagorize this one as. It's actions did not seem completely random, yet it's pupose was unclear. The Übergeist would continue to observe this one itself, since all the other pinkskins were being watched by the Overminds and their hives.
It decided to go with The Lone for now.

Once again, a thought was sent the the Overminds: "Observe closer."
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Re: The First Tremulous RP: A Simple Insertion
« Reply #33 on: January 08, 2009, 05:46:43 pm »
Watching a fat businessman clean himself up after being first sucked against a wall, then trying to shove himself into a pod with the forces of many Gs pressing into his body, then collecting himself on the ground, is NOT pretty sight. And especially at his age...

"Why does it have to be me, jammed on all these missions in the middle of bumfuck nowhere?" he somewhat muttered to himself as he straightened his suit out. "And why am I wearing a suit in this hellhole? Dry-cleaning bills are going to be insane when I get back to the sector." He tried to comprehend what was going on -- where all that cloned nonsense was. And that godforsaken drone! He absolutely despised those know-it-all metallic freaks! But that wasn't the issue at hand. He tried to block out all other thoughts so he could think about his families back home, and what they'd be thinking if he never showed up again.

But that one thought he was trying to avoid did finally squeeze its way into his brain. The thought of "What the hell am I even doing here?"
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A Simmer Interruption
« Reply #34 on: January 09, 2009, 12:09:39 am »
((Good job!))

((Don't forget, Simmer has their orders.))

((It's almost time to unseal the next instructions.))

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Re: The First Tremulous RP: A Simple Insertion
« Reply #35 on: January 09, 2009, 03:17:30 am »
((Damn, its hard for me to decipher the storyline so far, my english understanding isn't college level ^^. Tell me if I got a story element wrong and I'll change what I have, thanks, this RP thing is new for me.))

[Journal Log Entry #3602]
[Topic: Mission Scatter Droplift]
[Date: 24th Moon Beam, 5466th Cycle]

May our spirits rise, let us hear from our Sister Zetta as her words can cleanse the mind of darkness:


Quote from: Prophetess Zetta, Sister of the Damned and Giver of the Blood, Book of the Hopper Volume II on the 7th Moon Beam, 23rd Cycle
Sinners, haters, killers, we are all born under the same stars. Breath, pulse quickened, we entered this life to give meaning and show ourselves to the Creator; Nell'ura- God of life and giver of the breath. Do not hate he who has felt pain before, he who has loved before, because he too was human like you. Let our ancestors clear your many paths, choose your patch carefully and walk proudly to it, holding the hands of your brothers and sisters into the shining glory of life. May Nell'ura watch over you, keeping you safe.

Healith Kurr Zenora tona Nell'ura! Zenera Nellura! Nell'ura!

Now then, this is log #3602. Attached to this file is an audio book relating to the mission, anyone who obtains this file may use the audio book as an extra piece of information on the development of mission Scatter Droplift.

As far as I've understood from listening, we boarded a dropshit- I mean dropship to a planetoid whereas we are supposed to implant telenodes, turrets and armories so the Ken clones can spawn and thus eradicate the alien threat when we leave safely. I am happy to say that I met TNW after all these years, but I'm also sadly to say that I met him. Confused? Even though my application asked the Heads to replace TNW's personality chipsets, those lazy asswipes didn't do shit about it. TNW quickly started swearing at me, and utilizing a very "colorful" dictionary. As we neared the planetoid, the ship launched us outside and smack into the middle of nowhere- without breakfast. 

So we quickly regrouped and now we're heading off to the far side of the planetoid. The surrounding area is very mountainous, and dead- no identifiable signs of life. I have not bothered to try to establish any social connection with my teammates because they're all douchebags and took every breakfast burrito and didn't leave one for me. Hell, even TNW took one and hes a drone, what the hell does he think a burrito will do for him? I didn't try taking it from him, as he threatened to chop off my genital and stuff it down my neck, and I didn't want to give him any excuse for doing such. Other then that, my other teammates seems to be behaving quite nicely, except I did overhear that team member Jane had a problem with clones and Rock Hoppers. I've decided that I'll just ignore her as much as possible, and maybe pull something over her. I think I can get TNW to gravity lift one of the males (Like Gunner) close to her while she and he sleeps. Spread some mayonnaise on her mouth, and watch the fun and confusion happen in the morning. That'll teach that bitch and that cocky ego-maniac a lesson or two.    

That is it for this log, as there isn't much else to talk about. I heard that our next set of instructions will be sent off to us by the time we get to the rally point on the far side. Till' then, Ver'rur Kanith Henners.


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"Hello, this is Audio Log number one for mission Scatter Droplift, Alpha Prime speaking. I like to use this audio log to bold the fact that that I am a member of my team. My teammates seems to ignore or hate me, thinking that I'm just another blood thirsty Hopper like many from the history of my culture. This isn't true, not every fucking Hopper wants to kill everyone and use their blood to resurrect Valuray, I recognize many humanoids and aliens alike were killed in the War of Resurrection for the race for control, and I agree that they were some serious sick fuck back then. Maybe in my next audio log I can delve deeper into my culture's history to explain, but I won't go over that for now."

"Thing is, I am not a Cryptic Hopper, I am a Ur-Welt, and proud to be one. My blood was obtained during my birth process by my mother Zanel, as such happens when our kind is born. It is true that Cryptic Hoppers could only give birth to one off-spring (And I accept the fact I am a only child), but I assure you that the doctors did do an autopsy on her and gave me the results when I was 15, marking her bloodline negative for Cryptic."

"The utter racism, stereo-typing and other members of the team considering me a "tool", is unacceptable. I will be sure to send a letter to the Heads addressing this issue. End of log."

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« Reply #36 on: January 09, 2009, 06:41:22 am »
I had totally forgotten what a baby Prime was. Of course Slim had eaten five breakfast burritos. I mean, I'm sure that Haos Redro puts heroin in the mayonnaise, but that corpulent pilot was on his first sober since the turn of the millennium: his body needed some sustenance, now that the steady flow of BrainfragTM, Lux-StimTM, FabsyntheTM, and Dog's Liver AleTM had been shut off. I even tucked one away, in case I actually needed him to pilot the dropboat again; as if I'd trust him with it. I'll bet sober he wouldn't even recognize the controls.

"What is this place?"

"How did I get here?"

"How do I work this?"

Non-
Simultaneously
Apprehended
Simultaneously
Apprehended
Non-
Apprehended
Non-
Simultaneously

I'd tucked that little dropboat, or at least the lifter pod, in a pretty obvious cleft on top of what looked like the highest mountain on that little planemo, not too obvious, but noticeable enough, and made a big splash of jettisoning the rest of the Merry Makings. The resulting crash and fire served as a beacon to bring most of the team back together again: Gunny and Slim had been tracking me visually and on comm, and I guess Prime, Jane, and Simmer all saw the fire. At least a couple of them had enough smarts to hunt and roast some of the nocturnal parrot-pterosaurids and budgie-archaeoscines of the thin, weird forest of man-high, bark-less, leafless, lurid, knobby, scaly, lavender-purple thorn-thistle trees, which locked limbs before, behind, betwixt and all about us, as we stood in a shallow depression in a sweaty, lilac mist, under a mauve, maudlin sky, with draconian designs in each of our minds.

"Stop bitching about the food and go kill something."

"You know I abhor such action," Prime replied.

"Then go grow something, farmer." What a lunk.

"Maybe you could go and help Gunny and Slim look for the Twins," said Jane.

"I figured you'd be lookin' fer yer girl, by now, anyhow, Alpha One," I laughed, "instead of standing around base camp arguing about who got the last of the toffee-wafers. And where'd that HR guy run off to now? Did he go with Slim and Gunny? Look, why don't you round up the team and see if Simmer can open his next set of orders yet. The insertion team - or what remains of it - has made planetfall. That must be a waypoint, or something. Go find your squad leader, sonny and ask him a question."

"Oh, yeah? And what would that be, most ancient and learned talking-box-full-of-shit?"

"Ask him this, smartass: Oh valiant and honorable team-leader, battle-clone-son of a battle-clone-son - 'Are we there yet?'"

"And if he says 'yes?'"

"Ask him if we made it on time."

Prime started laughing. "You always were an asshole, drone," he said, stuffing a fistful of Ked BrandTM Army-man Crackers into his mouth, and talking around them as he chewed, "but at least you're funny."

He smiled at me goofily, grabbed the last of the prepack foodstuffs off the makeshift table, winked at Jane, and stalked off, muttering to himself.

"I can't be-lieve someone ate all the fucking Pizza Pops!"

Jane looked at me as if I actually was a talking-box-full-of-shit. "Nice guy, your friend, there."

"What can I tell ya, sweetheart? You know how this business is. I knew a guy who knew a guy. I can't look after all of young Jocelyn's proteges. 'Some forces of the omniverse are best left to discharge their energies elsewhere,'" I quoted.

"You've been reading your Nux, I see," she said.

"Reading him?" I snorted, "Lady, I was his guru and his disciple. We wrote our theses in crackpotology at Scientia Collegium Omniversitat the same Great Year, and sat for our boards in Metaphys. Phys. and Alch. Chem. during the following Deep-Winter, at SVQ Trinity."

"Gitthefuckouttahere," she said. "I'm his widowed bride and philosophical heir."

"Madam," I said, "Professor Bince Bowlsworth, 3773rd MC-AGO, at your service."

Somewhere among the Twittering Thorn-Trees of the Purple Plain of Al-Minak 73b.1, I heard Prime  *cough, *grunt, *snuffle, and zip! himself, sighing longingly. *s-i-g-h

"Hey, I found something!"

It was Slim's voice, but then, silence...

We just stood there waiting.

"What?" I asked.

I had to ask, right?

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Re: The First Tremulous RP: A Simple Insertion
« Reply #37 on: January 09, 2009, 08:58:20 am »
Jane stood up and looked in the direction Slims words had come from.

"Where did he g–"

Terrible North Wind rushed over to her and urgently covered her mouth with his hand. The metallic taste of his skin caused her to recoil, but TWN kept his hand clamped firmly over her mouth and looked in the direction of where Slim had last spoken. He slowly brought his hand from her mouth and sat her down. He reached to the rifle that was propped against one of the crates of supplies and pointed it in the direction of Slims voice.

"Fuck you, trashcan. I can look after myself." She whispered, and reached for her pistol which had be sitting beside her. The nerve of that damn drone. How dare a synthetic, like him, touch her.

"Shh... We don't know what it is." TWN hissed at her.

They both hefted their guns in Slims direction, when suddenly–

"Guys? Come here, quickly!"

"You fucking shit, Slim! We almost shot you! Why didn't you answer?" TWN roared.

"What?"

Slim walked out of the trees into the camp. Jane scowled at him. He was a slob; fat and filthy. He had about 4 chins, and streaks of food all down his front and for some reason, smelt of stale piss.

"Fucking hell, Slim." TWN sighed. "Ok. What did you find?"

"Come and see!"
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Re: The First Tremulous RP: A Simple Insertion
« Reply #38 on: January 09, 2009, 12:30:07 pm »
It was a piece of metal.

"What did you bring us the fuck out here for??" demanded TNW.

"Look closer," said Slim. "It's a piece of dropboat hull."

It took a few seconds for the implications of this to sink in. Then:

"What would another dropboat be doing in the middle of nowhere?" asked Jane.
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Re: The First Tremulous RP: A Simple Insertion
« Reply #39 on: January 09, 2009, 11:25:17 pm »
((I have 2 questions... 1. are the 'ed dudes gay? 2. can a lovable granger show up in the second or third scene on the humans side?))

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Re: The First Tremulous RP: A Simple Insertion
« Reply #40 on: January 09, 2009, 11:52:59 pm »
((A) That should've gone in the OOC thread,
B) No,
C) No.))
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Re: The First Tremulous RP: A Simple Insertion
« Reply #41 on: January 10, 2009, 12:24:41 am »
((Now then, on with the show!))

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Re: The First Tremulous RP: A Simple Insertion
« Reply #42 on: January 10, 2009, 01:32:32 am »
Gunny pushed through his small crowd. "TNW, can you scan for any dropboat signals around here?"
Not that there would be one left, though; The scrap was charred and dented, and Gunny thought sure it must have come from a crashed vessel. Whether or not anyone survived, though, he certainly wanted to know one thing.
"Who the fuck else is here," Gunny inquired to no one in particular.
There was a squeal and a rustling in the bushes to Gunny's left. He raised his pistol in the direction of the noise. The rest of the group followed suit. Gunny signaled, and the group crept closer to the bush.

((Now, this could be anything from a Gorthian Bush Sloth to whomever (or whatever) was in that pod, or even, perhaps, a scout from an overmind or the ubergeist. Just some ideas.))
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Re: The First Tremulous RP: A Simple Insertion
« Reply #43 on: January 10, 2009, 05:51:29 am »
Jane looked at the bush. It was pink (much like the rest of the flora on this piece of shit planet), and was covered in little thorn-like leaves. She was just about to pull the trigger to let whatever made the noise when TWN moved. He was like lightning. No sentient object should be able to move that fast. One moment he was there, then next he was at the bush with his fist in it. There was a painful crack, like the sound of metal on stone, and the sounds of something scurrying off into the forest.

"Chase it!" Shouted Gunny.

Jane and slim had begun to move when Terrible North Wind intervened tripped them both onto the soft, loamy ground.

"You fucking shit pieced crap talking metal toilet fuck you!" Screamed Jane.

"You want to go chasing after god-knows-what in a thick forest on an alien planet, be my guest. Besides, I think it was a marauder." TWN said.

"Oh fuck no!" Moaned Slim. "Why are they here?"

((Lets keep the Aliens very "Alien", if you know what I mean, for now.))
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Re: The First Tremulous RP: A Simpleton Insurgency
« Reply #44 on: January 10, 2009, 06:43:31 am »
Downstream Semi-loquaciousness, by One Happy Drone, a padpod entry for the day which is today

I had been scrounging, scuttling, and salvaging the whole time they had been catching birds and roasting them on the wreckage of the unusable parts of the Merry Makings I had jettisoned and used as my "rescue" beacon, trying to put together a field-deployable package most suited to our current needs, while they bitched at me for not "coming to get them." Did they think I was gonna fly that flaming pile of uninspected, low-bid, HR/T Toyco military-grade crap around and pick them up? What is this: taxi service? Hello! Malfunctioning spacecraft over here that the pilot has disabled with last week's pay in the form of a nitrate-rich liquid. I've got a situation on my hand, here. Which, at the time was grammatically correct. I was so busy, I hadn't even finished reconstructing myself yet. Piloting a dead dropboat was not on my job description, and neither was fucking search party leader. Want to know what happened to the drone, the spacecraft you all bailed out of, and the only person smart enough to retain that bit of hardware in a situation where it might be useful? Look for the giant flame, on top of the biggest mountain. Come and talk to the drone. The drone ain't going looking for nobody. The drone is gonna finish putting his ass together. Which is right about where I was when they showed up...

burritos
breakfast
birds
broasted
breasts
brazen
brazier
brassiere
brassier
brassy
gassy

"-these Pizza-Pops are making me gassy-"

massy
maskings
matinee
manatee
merman
ethel
edsel
ed sullivan
old moving van

"-van Rigel-Kent von Bettle-Gurz-Halden, can you believe it?"

believe
relieve
achieve
aggrieve
conceive
deceive
defy
deify
deity
laity
prayeth we

"Nell'ura! Nell'ura!"

"You don't look so good, drone."

"I will when I get my ass back together."

"Why'd you put it on your face?"

"Does yours hurt?"

"Why?"

"Because it's killing me."

swilling
willing
spilling
chilling
ceiling
feeling
reeling
peeling

"-just peel back the skins like that, and stick 'em near the fire, like this, Slim."

whim
quim
quip
whip
ship
jump
lump
hump
dump

"-the fuck signed me up for this dump run, anyways."

anyhow
however
every
why not?
don't
what?
stop
why?
please
where?

"-do you think the others could be?"

"'I got a rifle in my hand, and I still don't understand.'"

Another dropboat; how fun! Screw you, whoever sent me here to die!

Is that a lovable granger? No it's a Gorthian Bush Sloth! No wait... a maralisk!

"What," I said to Jane, "tripped who?"

Gunny was saying to Slim, "Because your sweat smells like toffee-wafers and pizza-pops, you fat bag of shit. Another couple of days of those pigeon-lizards from last night, and you're gonna be the tastiest thing left on this planetoid, you delicious sack of lard."

"Fuck you," Slim said, and then something jumped out of the bushes, completely engulfing his head.

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Re: The First Tremulous RP: A Simple Insertion
« Reply #45 on: January 10, 2009, 04:09:15 pm »
"Holy hell fuck!!" screamed Slim in a rather muffled sort of way. "It's licking me!!" There was a definite slurping sound coming from what appeared to be the thing's mouth.

((I'll leave this one to you guys.))
((Also, p1: Why is the Übergeist speaking there?))

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Re: The First Tremulous RP: A Simple Insertion
« Reply #46 on: January 10, 2009, 04:11:03 pm »
((Ooh, interesting! I've got ideas, but musn't double post. They're lame, anyway.))
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Re: The First Tremulous RP: A Simple Insertion
« Reply #47 on: January 11, 2009, 12:48:24 am »
"Son of a bitch," Slim let out a muffled shout. "Fuck, fuck fuck!"
Gunny let out a cry of laughter as Slim's pants grew wet, the spot expanding outwards from his groin.
"I told you we should have stayed away from the from the bush," TNW said casually.
The team mingled for a minute, staring at the object which had trapped Slim. It had light pink lips wrapped around Slim's shoulders, and was salivating heavily. The front of Slim's shirt was already soaked with monster slobber. Well, it wasn't really a monster at all.
"Come the fuck on, you bastards, I'm being eaten alive," Slim cried from within.
"I told you you were tasty, you half-wit lard bucket," Gunny glared at where Slim's head would be within the creature's mouth. "It's a fucking plant, chubs, calm down. I suppose you smelled like an insect that eats shit, so it decided to gobble you up."

((Next surprise is someone else's, as is figuring out how to remove the plant from Slim's head.))
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Re: The First Tremulous RP: A Simple Insertion
« Reply #48 on: January 11, 2009, 01:24:35 am »
((Hey, do any of you guys write outside of role-playing or casual forum-going?))
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Re: The First Tremulous RP: A Simple Insertion
« Reply #49 on: January 11, 2009, 01:25:45 am »
[Event #12 on 2nd Moon Beam, 5467th Cycle]

I laughed, I seriously had to. Look at Slim, he looks fucking ridiculous. The so-called plant creature seemed to make everyone stay away from it, hell, even me. In between it's red and yellow scaly skin was a green ooze that watered down it's body everytime it sucked Slim's head, and attached to it's bloated body was two curved horns where arms should've been. It had huge lazy eyes that moved all around, and a big stupid smile. That and it's pink lips, it looked like the raped version of a fish, and on Slim's head, it was priceless. It seemed to moan "Hmm, hmm, HMMM!" everytime it moved it's body when sucking on his head, and every time it happened the fat on it's body jiggled. It looked something like headcrab head sex to me.
 
All of us were just staring at the thing sucking on Slim. Gunny was gawking, and TNW loaded up a music file and blasted a "Rick-roll" just for the hell of it. At that time all of us were laughing at him while he tried to get the thing off, I mean, comon, it was like watching a old science fiction cartoon.

But then after we stopped laughing and TNW turned off his sound, Slim started to make wheezing sounds. His knees fell on the floor and he was holding his neck, it was obvious he had major trouble breathing. Jane went over to slim to try to get the creature off, but when her hands touched it's oozed scales, Jane snapped back and started to scream. Her hands turned into a violent pink, and I saw that the green ooze acted like acid on her skin. Then and there I knew things got serious, as she cried in pain and Slim's neck was dripping from his own blood.

Gunny acted quickly. "Fuck! Get that shit off of his head quickly! It looks like that, thing is eating him!" yelled Gunny as he quickly grabbed some safety 24-MG gloves and ran to Slim. Simmer dragged Jane away from the scene as me and TNW just kept staring. Slim was now banging his head on the ground- hard. He suddenly stopped moving and fell on the floor twitching violently. I ran to see if we had extra med-kits and TNW started scanning the creature for information. To tell you the truth, it looked like getting the med-kits was pointless, Slim was going to choke on his own blood soon.

((Anyone else interested in adding more surprises for our new fishy friend?))
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Re: The First Tremulous RP: A Simple Insertion
« Reply #50 on: January 11, 2009, 01:39:47 am »
((Perhaps it's a Hivnuas plant that Kaleo mentioned earlier? Maybe we'll seen get a taste of what the ubergeist has to offer.))
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Re: The First Tremulous RP: Dronish Cross-referencing
« Reply #51 on: January 11, 2009, 06:47:15 am »
-from Florafauns of the Rogue Planemos and Das Überbewußtsein, by B. G. Issi, Kosimov Survey of Omniversal Picodestruction Evidentiary Claims, Council for the Science of Sciences, SVQ Trinity Renascent Triangle Publickations, Object-Nations of the Plutinos, Firststar Solarity, Home Suns Moving Group, 3997 ICE, pp. 37-8ff.

Of these wandering red dwarf stars and their strange "planimals" or animate vegetation, perhaps the cosmic obscenity and disturbing allure of the semi-marine Hivnuas plant is the weirdest. It is said that the very black-souled horror which precipitated the manifest incarnation of the so-called Übergeist (more properly called Das Meta-bewußtsein - the Meta-Ultra-Overmind) on this plane, or in this dimension, or of this omniverse, (whether you favor a magickal, fantastickal, or scientifickal frame-of-mind), produced hellish monstrosities of plant-animal hybrids to be scattered amongst a flotilla of ronin planetoids: rogue worldlets roaming leaderless through the cosmos, starless and bible black; or occasionally accompanied by the commonest of stars, and appearing suddenly, where before they had been not. This sickness, this plague, this miasma of wandering worlds, of extrastellar planemos, of meandering moonlets, all filled with plants that were animals, and animals that were plants, fish that were bushes, and trees that were scorpions, was the way in which the Übergeist prepared the path for its advance, a dark vanguard, an insane mockery of creation gone berserk, a frenzy of shock and awe, an extremity of the aesthetic display of sheer, shuddering, quaversome, mind-numbing fear. The Hivnuas was not only an expression of the evil of the Meta-Ultra-Overmind and its malignment of Providence's Plan for the Omniversal Sapients, it was an extension of its will, vision, and malice. The mudskipper-shrub, as it's called, sucks of the vital fluids of its victim, and tries to implant eggs in any body cavity, which will be fertilized by its mate, the trilobite-bole. All in all, I found Al-Minak 73b.1 a most puzzling expression of the caprices of evil, idly applied, from the thorn-thistle trees of its Whispering Glades to the fizzy soda seas of its bicarbonate Pop Oceans. One of our party was taken by the Hivnuas. We found it best to kill him instantly, and obliterate the corpus clonal, as we had a fresh and clean dupe of him on file. A wise precaution, in any case. We built a pyre and burnt his body completely. After chanting over the remains for three turnings, we left him there for that foul world to ingest; lest any take the geas upon himself for possessing such a thing. Upon his next spawning, he thanked us, and we got him drunk, and we bought him a lap dance from a Centauri naiad, but he ran away screaming. The MUO had eaten his mind, even into several future incarnations. A metaphysickal manifestation most malign, magnificently murderous, and myopically misanthropic.

this booklet from the Kosimov Survey Omnipedia found in a passenger lounge of the jumpship Roger Over upon its return from the Almanac Solarity

notations in the margin show that someone was aware that the use of the neutral gender was of particular importance to the article's author

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Re: The First Tremulous RP: A Simple Insertion
« Reply #52 on: January 11, 2009, 07:08:32 am »
((Well, I had kind of hinted that the Übergeist is virtually unknown to those outside the Cheif Executive Board of Haos Redro, but oh well...))

((Perhaps this could be an un-published book in a safe in one of the aformentioned Cheif Exectutives offices back on Titan. The author would've been liquidated in that case.))

((But perhaps our heroes could be aware of the strange, sentient properties of the Hivnuas plant.))
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Re: The First Tremulous RP: A Simple Insertion
« Reply #53 on: January 11, 2009, 03:35:43 pm »
[Event #13 on 2nd Moon Beam, 5467th Cycle]

TNW began reading off the information he had in his hard-drive, most of it was just bullshit I didn't understand until he said something about obliterating the plant, then I saw the look on Gunny's face- I didn't trust that look. He ran from Slim's side and came back with a shotgun. A SHOTGUN. What the fuck is he going to do with that? Well, its fucking obvious, the spicy burritos went to his head and now hes gonna blow Slims head off faster then a prostitute would blow a man off in Vennor64 street. "Noo!" I yelled, but the damage was done, and the fish, or plant, or whatever the fuck the thing is flew 15 feet away.

Gunny went to Slim's side and saw that his mouth was full of blood, and barely breathing. Gunny flipped him over to examine any other injuries, and saw a hole that looked primitively dug led to his brain, or was supposed to, but fortunately it wasn't deep enough to kill Slim. I brought Med-kits and Gluton needle and started to heal him. I used the needle to shoot Gluton ooze into the hole, which hardened and then became soft, I knew that the ooze will take some of his tissue so it can clone itself into his skin safely. Gunny on the other hand, ran to the plant wanting to kick more ass, I don't blame him- he kept saying he wanted to chew bubble and kick ass if we get on the planetoid.

He held the shotgun close to the plant's head (Or what I thought was a head), but then something started to worm out of the plant's body. The plant looked cartoony, and without the ooze it would've looked cute, but that brown nasty thing coming out of it looked unreal. But then the brown thing opened it's mouth, that showed a great number of teeth and lunged at Gunny.


((I''ll leave this part for anyone who wants to do it))
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Re: The First Tremulous RP: A Simple Insertion
« Reply #54 on: January 11, 2009, 03:44:46 pm »
((Tentacle hentai rape. What a horrible way to be injured.))
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Re: The First Tremulous RP: A Simmer Desertion
« Reply #55 on: January 12, 2009, 01:32:27 am »
-from the personal impressions of Jesu-Esau "Simmer" Oberreiter, as retrieved from the onboard emergency recorder patched to his installed bonepiece

When the plant collapsed, and the toothy worm-thing crawled out of its ass, like it was shitting itself, and leaving a husk behind, I nearly freaked. I mean, I've heard about a lot of nasty alien stuff, but even on the xenopr0n virt-expos, I'd never seen anything like that. I thought Jane was going to freak, but she was yelling at Prime to watch out. I don't know why Gunny and Prime kept pushing her out of the way, and trying to do her job. She was the expert on alien life-forms, she was the chief medical officer, she knew the most about how to deal with threatening unidentifiable monstrosities. Gunny was a fucking delivery-man, and Prime a goddam psy-freak, for Nell'ura's sake. Both of them were beneath her, yet they tried to push past her, shoulder her out of the way, and then do her job wrong. The funny thing was, she seemed perfectly willing to let them be macho idiots. She just let them walk into the stupidest situations, when I just knew that she could've warned them. I almost think that she thought that they deserved whatever they got, for getting in her way, and presuming to even speak to her, let alone talk down to her.

The brown, toothy worm-thing lunged at Gunny. I had been trying to pull Jane back, out of the way (I was just as guilty of trying to "save" her constantly), but I grabbed her blaster hand, and I could see that she was finally fed up. She punched me hard, in the mouth, with her other hand, and when I let go of her gun hand, she flipped the blaster around and cold-cocked me across the face with it, cutting my cheek. I dropped to my knees in pain, and despair, but she turned quickly and kneed me in the nose. This stunned me, and I fell forward, face down, into the loose soil. As I did, she brought the butt of the pistol down hard on the back of my skull. I saw bright hot lights turn pink and lime-green, then bright blue, then black. My fucking head was pounding. Why was she doing this? I was just trying to help.

"The next one of you assholes who touches me or gets in my way fucking dies."

She turned back towards Gunny. The monster had indeed lunged at him, while Jane had been kicking my ass, because I had heard the shotgun go off three times, I had heard Prime scream, and now I heard Gunny making gurgling noises. Slim by this time was just sputtering and moaning softly to himself. Blood was in my eyes. My head swam. My face was ruined. My ears rang. I heard the thing making disgusting, suggestive, utterly hideous sounds, like a man having relations with a rodent. Gunny's gurgling was much more muted. Prime was still screaming. I heard Jane discharge her blaster again and again. Then I heard her say "Fuck it," and I heard the blaster being tossed down. I heard Jane's steps leading away. Gunny had stopped gurgling, and Prime was yelling, "No... No... Getthefuckawayfromme!" and I knew the thing had turned on him, as the sounds it was making had reached a frenzied climax, which subsided as Gunny had gone silent. I heard, rather than saw, Prime try to run away, and I heard his screams intensify as the worm-thing caught up with him. I had never heard a man scream himself to death before. It is a terrible sound. I kept blinking and rubbing my eyes, but I still couldn't see. I heard the thing reach the peak of its killing frenzy again, and I knew it would finally turn on me, when I heard Jane's running bootsteps. 'Finally', I thought, but she stopped some distance away. Then I heard her say it.

"Hey... you. Wanna play?"

The thing was finished with Prime anyway, I could hear his screams become moans of surrender, then I knew the worm-beast must be lunging for Jane, and then I heard the roasty, toasty sound of a flamethrower blasting something to fricasseed giblets, and I smelt the almost-appetizing smell of burnt abomination. This made me retch, and I lost my lunch, there on the ground, but mostly all over my best fieldwork suit. That got me really mad, so I just started screaming.

I guess the thing wasn't dead. It ate my face off while Jane burnt us both to a nice crisp.

My estate will be pressing charges against all parties involved.

entered into evidence in the action J-E Oberreiter, (dup.) vs. Haos Redro Holdings, Tumbo Industries, Dr. Johae Ha, et al



((Arch PM'd me to say Simmer's out, due to lack of time.))

((Simmer is for all intents and purposes, dead.))

((Slim, Gunny, and Prime are all critically injured.))

((Ned, Jed and Shin are still missing.))

((The Hivnuas plant and its demon-spawn are likewise deceased.))

((TNW and Jane are pretty much no-worse-for-the-wear.))

((The dropboat is pretty much destroyed, except TNW managed to save the ascender stage (a short-range lifter pod that will get them far enough away from the object to get picked up by a dropship, if they were able to call for such.)))

((They don't know what they are supposed to do, beyond searching for the mysterious Übergeist, (and their missing friends) and caring for the wounded.))

((@Syntac: The drone was quoting someone.))

((@Plague Bringer: Yes, mostly scifi and comics; not published yet.))

((@Kaleo: An obscure volume of a scholarly work largely unheeded in the Querulous pocket-omiverse. But someone knew where they were going and what they might face.))

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Re: The First Tremulous RP: A Simple Insertion
« Reply #56 on: January 12, 2009, 02:48:39 am »
((@player1: Have you read any Alfred Bester?))

"Shit!" Said Jane, "Ohshitohshitohshitohshit!"

She looked at the crisp, burnt and somehow nauseatingly appetizing husk that was Simmer's corpse, and then looked back to TNW.

"He had our orders on him, didn't he?" He asked her.

"No. They're in his case by the weapon crate."

"Ok. You see to Slim, Gunny and Prime. See how they are, and see if you can call for a medivac on your shortwave." He commanded. "I'll see to these orders."

Jane ran to where Prime lay first. Poor kid. He was the one out of the group she didn't detest. He was unconscious, but relatively unharmed. This was a problem, however, because if he had a concussion it could be all over for him if she couldn't get in contact with a medivac. He must have hit his head on a rock as he fell. She took off her jacket, rolled it up and placed it under his head like a pillow and saw to Gunny.

He had his eyes tight shut, but was conscious and muttering death threats to Haos Redro under his breath. He was lucky that TNW had kicked the thing off his face before it could do to him what it did to Slim.

"Where are you hurt?" She asked him.

"Everwhere!" Gunny opened his eyes and looked around. He couldn't see much from where he lay, but what he could see was Simmer's barbecued corpse and Slim, lying unconscious with a face full of blood.

"Shit." He looked Jane in the eyes and said in calm, commanding tones, "Forget me, see if Slim is alright. God, Jane, please make him alright."

Jane looked at Gunny bewildered. She had thought that he hated Slim. Instead, he had tears forming in his eyes.

"Please, see to him. I'll be fine."

"Your right arm and leg are broken."

"Just see to him!"

She went and knelt by Slim. He was lying in a pool of his own blood, but alive, breathing and with a steady heartbeat. His gruesome head wound had stopped bleeding, but she tore a piece of cloth from her sleeve and tied it around his head. He would be alright, she hoped. She went to sit by Terrible North Wind, who was busy reading through Simmers briefcase, and tried to get the shortwave beacon working.

Nothing.

Fuck.

How could this be happening. It was a nightmare, it must be! She would wake up soon, and everything would be back to normal.

But, as if reading her thoughts, TNW said, without looking up from his reading, "It's not a nightmare, and your not going to wake up."



((Well, here's how it stands:))

((TWN and Jane are, for the most part, fine. A wee bit of psychological scarring, but physically unharmed but for a couple of cuts and bruises on Jane's part.))

((Slim will live, but he's going to be in pain for a long time.))

((Gunny is getting himself some makeshift splints.))

((Prime is still unconscious, but will live.))

((And is anyone playing Jed and Ned and Shin?))
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Re: The First Tremulous RP: A Simple Insertion
« Reply #57 on: January 12, 2009, 12:14:03 pm »
((Ooh, so, someone read off our orders as TNW, eh?))
((Perhaps, Ned, Jed, and Shin will be found in a later act. Maybe captured by the UG or an OM. Or, maybe no one will ever take any of them up.))
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Re: The First Tremulous RP: A Simple Insertion
« Reply #58 on: January 12, 2009, 08:13:25 pm »
((Kaleo: TNW not TWN, I think.)

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Re: The First Tremulous RP: A Simple Insertion
« Reply #59 on: January 13, 2009, 10:46:43 am »
- To: Jesu-Esau Oberreiter ~ j-e-oberreiter@hr.corpmail.int
- From: Director Of Immoral Opperations

=For your eyes only!=

<Begin message>

Mr. Oberreiter,

The following are your orders upon planetfall. The areas specified are the only that should be relayed onto the squad accompanying you. This operation is top secret, so please be careful that no-one sees this document. We would prefer not to have to liquidate a valuable asset such as yourself.

The Haos Redro board has authorized the Immoral Operations department to perform this mission, under the condition that those involved (excluding you, of course), are terminated upon the completion of the assignment. We realise that the termination of a drone of Terrible North Wind's quality will be a dent on company assets, so we ask you to reclaim the AI chip from him upon termination if possible.

The orders you are currently permitted to relay to your team are as follows:

> There is an abandoned Haos Redro complex on the planet. The facility was shut down
> after research being conducted there was deemed too costly to be kept running. You
> are too enter the facility and reclaim data on the Ubergeist, a central Overmind, that
> was being studied there at the time. Once the data is in Mr. Oberreiter's possession,
> you must place Haos Redro Corporation Clonenodes in the facilities barracks and begin
> printing Ked Ambrit copies. New orders will be sent to Mr. Oberreiter upon completion
> of this simple task.

Instructions on how to terminate the squad will be sent upon request.

       Kewlait Heraios
                Director Of Immoral Operations

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