(OOC:

Anyone can join this RP, you are not required to be a member of any clan and you can join at any time [img]smile.gif[/img]


This RP starts with your character as a crewmember or passenger of the gigantic spaceship Tyrenor, it's the year 4456 A.D. and great leaps in technology have been made since our time. The Tyrenor itself is over 8 miles long and fitted with some of the most advanced technology known, it has military class armaments and well-trained security forces, but also quite a few leisure attractions such as swimming pools and tennis courts. This is due to the fact that 75% of the people on board the Tyrenor are civilian passengers who are coming along for the adventure, their payments have funded 45% of the Tyrenor's construction costs.

The Tyrenor's population is made up of both humans and other races, feel free to make up your own race when joining this RP, but remember, nothing immortal or godlike, shapeshifters and psychic races are fine, but that's pushing the limits of what's allowed.)

As the story begins the Tyrenor is heading towards the Antares system from Alpha Centauri, it's just been built in the Alpha Centauri shipdocks and is about to activate it's advanced and newly developed anti-matter engines.....

"Full power to engines, disable shield and weapons systems."
"Shields and weapons disabled, engines powering up."
"This is your captain speaking, prepare for launch in 1 hour, we recommend that you are in your cabin at that time as you may otherwise experience some discomfort."

(OOC: Now, this pre-launch time is where you're supposed to introduce your characters and perhaps have a few of them interact with each other though you can do it after the launch as well

I won't harshly control this story, feel free to introduce personal sub-plots or start up new stories that may require their own threads

I'll probably hear a few of you ask me "How advanced is the technology?" But I won't bother answering it now, just ask me whether anything you've got an idea for is too advanced and I'll tell you.)

*higly advanced intercom shouting*
All trekkies report to the bridge


Well, it does seem interesting, but I prefer fantasy to sci-fi at the moment. (except when I'm a [img]graemlins/borgboy.gif[/img] that is ;) )

Maybe later Neb (2455 years later)

Entering the ship he stares around in wonder at the imensness of it all. He finds the directory for the crewmembers and looks up his cabin assignment. As he makes his way to his cabin he can't help but feel slightly apprehensive about his new post. Entring his cabin he sets down his bag and pulls out his orders, going over them for the umptenth time.
Security Officer Third Class Derek Ashland,
As commander of this training brigade, allow me to be the first to welcome you to our ranks. Your first duty assignment will be aboard the starship Tyrenor, it is docked in the Alpha Centauri shipdocks. Report there immediatly, and good luck in your new assignment.
Putting his orders away Derek checks out his quarters, and begins unpacking.

"45 minutes till launch, activating singularity generators and scanning path for obstructions."

"30 minutes till launch, running final systems scans and setting course for Antares."

"5 minutes remaining, if you are not in your quarters at this moment you should head there immediately."

The ship shook as the massive anti-matter engines started to come to life.....

The young space colonel ran across the field towards the ship..
He had his uniform in one hand and his shoes in the other..
*T minus 5 minutes!*, the speaker proclaimed.
André was really in a hurry, he would probarbly get thrown out of the army if he didn't get on the ship in time..

André was 26 years old, he was born in France, paris, but had moved to London at the age of three..
When he was 18 he had enlisted for the army and was now on his way to his third space mission.
He was to attend the ship as an army inspector and was prepared to do his duty as he was told.

"T minus 4 minutes."

André reached the airlock and stumbled through it, he quickly checked the piece of paper on which it said where his quarters were.

"T minus 3 minutes."

He quickly raced through the empty corridors of the ship towards his quarters.

"T minus 2 minutes."

Reaching his quarters, he pulled out his keycard and managed to unlock the door.

"T minus 1 minute remaining till launch."

The door closed behind André as the ships engines were fully activated.

The ship shook and accelerated, it was launched towards the emptiness of space at mind-bogglingly amazing speeds...... But something went wrong.....

André was thrown off his feet as the ship came to a shuddering halt, he could feel that something was wrong....

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(The Bridge)

"Captain! Reactor malfunction! The drives are dead and we've been sent flying off course!"
"Damnit! Get someone to find out where we are and send out squads to check the damage."
"Yes sir!" said the young cadet and rushed off to deliver the captain's orders....

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(Engineering area 5)

"Damn," said the engineer as he got to his feet, "That was some crash, I wonder what happened...." He shakily looked around and found himself face to face with something non-human which disemboweled him and dragged his corpse into one of the air vents......


(OOC: The Tyrenor's engines are dead, it's lost 1/3rd of it's reactor power and it's in uncharted space..... And there's also something else going on.....)

Struggeling back to his feet somewhat shaken Derek gathers his thoughts~What the hell was that, somethings not right. I got to go see whats giong on.~Running from his quarters he makes his way towards the bridge.

André had made it just in time..
He had reached his quarters, shut the door behind him, and had let out a sigh of relief..
But just as he was getting comfortable, the ship shook violently..
Then made a halt, throwing him into the opposite wall..
He got up, and touched his head carefully..
Nope, everything seemed to be whole..
He opened the door to his room, and looked out into the cooridor..
Almost immiediatly he was knocked back by a big armed man blocking his door.
*You need to stay in your room, sir!*
*What's going on soldier! What has happened to the ship?!*
*I cannot say that sir!*
*Dammit, tell me boy! I am your supreme officer, I demand an answer!*
The man seemed to hesitate for awhile, but soon the expressionless face returned again.
*I'm ordered to make sure you stay where you are, sir!*
André realized that continuing the questioning was futile..
He started unpacking his bag, always being watched by the soldier in his doorway..

(Bridge)

"Captain, we've lost contact with engineering as well as two of our squads."
"Perform a scan on section 8b of the cargo hold."
"Yes sir."
*Computer Voice*"Scan complete, cargo hull breach detected, movement detected, security cameras and cannons offline."
"Send in five of our most heavily armed squads, tell them to kill ANYTHING that moves."

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(Cargo hold/Engineering)

The group of soldiers advanced slowly down the corridor, they were heavily armed and ready to kill, but this was just scary, bodyparts and internal organs were spread around the corridor and their motion scanners were detecting movement everywhere around them.....

"This is scaring the s*** out of me sir."
"Keep cool private, we can handle anything that lunges at us."
"Hey, where's Ron and Tanner?"
"Oh crap, they're gone....."

A sound behind them made the two soldiers turn around suddenly and fire madly down the corridor, after a few seconds of firing they saw that nothing was there and went over to investigate what had made the sound.

Shining his flashlight on the object that had fallen from a vent and made the sound, the leader saw that it was a human skull, looking up at the vent again he saw something that bit into his head, crushing his skull and brain and killing him swiftly.

The private lived for about five seconds longer since he'd run when he'd seen the skull, didn't help him much when five of the things swarmed him after he ran down a dark corridor.

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(Bridge)

"Sir, we've lost two more squads and the things are starting to get out of the engineering and cargo hold areas by using the air vents, that way they're avoiding our guards and security weapons."
"Arm the passengers, we're going to need all the help we can get."
"Yes sir." *speaking through intercom* "All passengers report to your nearest security station for a weapon, we might have unidentified alien lifeforms aboard the ship."

(OOC: Think of these things as giant spiders which have been genetically modified to kill, they've got a queen/leader-like thing down in the cargo hold, it's what allows them to work intelligently together, without it they're totally mindless.)

*Soldier, you heard the radio! I'm supposed to report to the security station, so I think you can let me out..*
The soldier had already started talking into a com-radio, probarbly his senior officer.
*You are free to go, sir! But you must report to deck. I will take you there, sir.*
The man waited until André had gathered most of his things and then started walking down the corridor towards an elevator..
André followed..
They got into the elevator, they were at level three, and the soldier pressed button marked with the number 2.
*What is going on soldier?*, André asked, but he got no answer..
When they reached deck 2, the soldier made a right turn and then walked into the bridge quarters with André after him.
He walked up to a man in uniform, whispered something in his ear, and then left..
The man turned around facing André and said;
*Ah, you must be André Casson! Pleased to meet you! I am the captain of this ship..*

Upon hearing the announcement the young security officer relizes in his rush he had forgot his own weapon in his cabin.~Shit!~ Turning much to quickly for as fast as he was moving Derek slips and falls landing sharply on his side. Looking up at the young boy that witnessed this~You didn't see that.~He regains his feet and goes back to his cabin to retrieve his weapon. Checking to make sure it was armed and on safe he quickly leaves once again heading this time for the security post near his cabin.~Security Officer Third Class Ashland Reporting in sir.

(Bridge)

"Colonel Casson, we've got a bit of a situation here, hostile genetically engineered creatures have somehow found their way on board the ship and have entered the air vents, as you can see this is quite a problem, they should be no danger once their "leader" has been neutralized though."

The captain takes André over to a large holographic map of the ship.

"In the hold somewhere is their leader which is in telepathic contact with all of the others, coordinating their attacks, you've got enough military experience that I want YOU to lead a group of soldiers down into the hold and kill that thing, report at the nearest security station for armor and weapons, I'm also authorizing you to bring along any enlisted man or woman that you meet if you need their aid."

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(Security Post.)

"Hello Mr. Ashland, better stay back a b-"

The officer's sentence was cut short as one of the things lunged from a nearby vent and impaled his throat with one of it's clawed mandibles.

Pulling his weapon up Derek opens fire as he slowly retreats back. Watching with horror as the security officer as well as the monster he was shooting at is killed. Covered in blood, and still slowly retreating from the air vent Derek comes up to a corner and seeing no more creatures he decides to make his way to the bridge with all haste.~What the hell was that.

(OOC: Some more on these things:

They're immune to fire and explosives don't really harm them either unless they're at the epicentre of it, their exo-skeletons can deflect most projectiles, energy weapons are quite effective against them though.)

*Computer Voice throughout intercom system*
"Warning, power levels falling, shutting down all normal lighting to conserve power, switching to emergency lighting....."

(OOC: Think dark red lights in every corridor..... Just enough light to see by, but hardly any more.....)

Moving rapidly down the corridor young Derek relizes that he doesn't have any idea how to get to the bridge. Just as he came accross a dirctory and began to scroll to the bridge location, everything went black. The emergency lighting came on casting everything in an erie red glow, unfortunatly the screen remained black.~Now what am I supposed to do.~Figuring the best thing to do was to keep moving he slowly continues in the direction he was going. Shorly he comes accross a group of passengers huddled around a security post knowing that they can't seem him very well Derek yells out to them~Hold your fire, I'm a security officer.~

The things sitting atop the corpses of a group of security guards and passengers which they'd just killed shrieked at the sound of Derek's voice and charge towards him, there are at least 5 of the things, with more coming from the vents.

Derek splatters the advancing things with ease, up ahead he can spot something that looks suspiciously much like eggs.

(OOC: They're both eggs AND bombs, shoot them and.... KABOOM! They spread acid everywhere.....)

Still slightly shaken from the encounter Derek dimly sees some odd shaped objects in front of him. Approaching cautiuosly, they appear to be some sort of eggs.~Whats all this now.~Gingerly he prods one with the end of his rifle

The egg quivers slightly as he touches it, in the weak emergency lighting he can see something moving inside it.....

(OOC: Five seconds for Dresdan and these eggs start hatching.... If he shoots them their acid eats away the floor beneath him and he plummets into the cargo/engineering sector of the ship, right into their nest......)

The eggs explode as the blasts from Dresdan's rifle hits them, showering the area with acid and weakening the floor which collapses under the weight of the remaining eggs....

Dresdan can hear the faint sound of something approaching from a side corridor.

(OOC: You get to decide what's approaching, either reinforcements or foes.)

Shielding his face Derek dives to the ground. He was not quite far enough away and can feel a slight burning sensation on his back and arms. Jumping up Derek tears at his clothes trying to get them off before more of the acid is able to eat through them. Standing in his underware watching his clothes dissolve, he thinks to himself that he sould have picked another profession. Just as he was contemplating all of this he hears a sound coming from the corridor to his left. Slowly sliding around the corner so as not to be seen Derek pulls up his rifle and waits for whatever is approaching to get closer. Listening intently he figures it's close enough he should be able to make out in the dim red light what it is. He dives around the corner and rolls out into the corridor stopping on his stomach with the rifle aimed directly at a gruop of frightened passengers. Jumping up~Hold your fire. I'm a Security Officer. Would any of you by chance happen to have an extra pair of pants. Something in a 30/32.

(OOC: Let's just hold here for a while and give people a chance to join and Regin a chance to catch up a bit, if someone else joins, feel free to RP away with them [img]smile.gif[/img] I'll catch up on sunday, won't be around much on saturday I fear :( )

OOC>>No problem. Great idea though this thread allows every body in. Hopefully we get some newer members to jump in.

André raised his weapon, and so did the three men that had been assigned to him..
But the thing they thought to be alien, ´seemed to be human..
*God you scared us! Who are you?*

OOC>>this humen is of course, you Dresdan ;)

Now able to make out who he was addressing, Derek snapped to attention and salutes the Colonel standing before him.~Sir, Security Officer Third Class Derek Ashland sir.~

Zera'n ran through the corridors without purpose, all that he knew was that the things could not be allowed to catch him. He could hear them running across the floor behind him and inside the vents besides him. Quickly analyzing his roughly humanoid shape he came to the conclusion that it would not be optimal for this escape and shifted, his form flowed and changed until he was a large panther and continued running.

The new form seemed to be useful for speed as he soon escaped his pursuers, up ahead he could see some of the creatures that he had come to know as "humans" one of them seemed to be unclothed and they all seemed to be armed, a quick logical conclusion that he came to was that they would probably be more friendly to another of their kind and so he shifted, again.

Derek and André saw a human walking towards them from a dark corridor, he was clothed in a uniform of a sort that they didn't recognize and seemed unarmed, he radiated danger though....

<font color="red"> Skye Dragonhart

A man struggled to loose himself from debris that had fallen ontop of him.~I knew we would have trouble once we arrived, but i didn't figure FanG would be stupid enough to attack before we launched... Something is terribly amiss,! he thought as he freed himself from the rubble. he drew his Saber... this was no ordinary saber though, it was awarded to him upon passing his test. It was activated upon the attuned persons handprint. Once activated a Condensed laser was thrown out.(think lightsaber with more of a blade shape)Unless... it wasn't FanG and we have two enemies aboard the ship... One unknown...~ He busted down the door and made down through the hallway... </font>

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After the Colonel's dumbfouned return salute, Derek suddely remembers that he is in his underware. Feeling his checks growing warm he is suddenly very thankful for the lack of lighting. As he is about to address the Colonel, something out of the corner of his eye catches his attention. Rapidly turning and begining to raise his rifle he sees that it is an unarmed human in some strange unifrom. Releived he stops raising the rifle~You there, who are you.

Zera'n raised his hand in a gesture of peace and said, "I am Zera'n, who might you be? And why are you not wearing any clothes?"

(OOC: Zera'n is, as you might have guessed, a shapeshifter, and he has mental powers as well(Telekinesis, telepathy and such.) while he's shifting shape he looks like molten silver, he can easily defend himself if he's attacked and he's impervious to most attacks anyway, he can see by infrared as well as the normal spectrum of light and a few others.)

Still holding his rifle at about waist heigth he responds~I am Leutenet Derek Ashland, A security officer aboard this ship. As to the clothes, it was small matter having to do with some exploding eggs, and some acid. I don't recognize your uniform and insignia, what unit are you from?

"I am not authorized to reveal anything about my position," replied Zera'n, "I can assure you, however, that at the moment our goals are probably the same, staying alive and killing these things." Zera'n leaned forward and touched Derek's rifle then leaned back, in his hands formed a perfect copy of Derek's weapon. "Excellent weapon." commented Zera'n as he lifted it and took aim at a piece of debris down the tunnel he'd come from, he fired a shot which hit exactly where he aimed, vaporizing the steel object he'd shot at, "Good accuracy and firepower combined, indeed an excellent weapon."

<Font color="red">Skye Dragonhart

He treaded down the narrow passage, somewhere between a walk and a sprint. "You there what is all the commotion about!" he shouted to a nearby guard. </font>

<font color="purple">"Well, sir i'm not quite sure, but the problem in the Cargo hold is being take care of. You should return to your room."</font>

<font color="red">"In the Cargo hold? Thank you." Skye turned left and strided down another corridor searching for the nearest service elevator.In the cargo holds... this confirms my worst fears... If its enough to stop the ship from the cargo hold and FanG hasn't even started to make trouble, This is going to get ugly~ He Stepped into the another hall and finally found the elevator he had been searching for it. He stepped into it and pressed the button labeled CB area 1. The doors slowly shut in front of his eyes. He had no idea what awaited him when the doors would reopen. He unsheathed his weapon prepared for anything...</font>

(OOC: Skye, the whole cargo bay/engineering area is one big overgrown nest of these creatures, their leader is down there as well and there are HUNDREDS of these things, be vary.....)

<Font color="red">Skye Dragonhart

The elevator kept descending for a moment. After a moment the Giant Engines Began to Flare, They roared loudly and the ship began taking off. ~Hmmm... I guess they must've fixed the problem,~ He quickly jammed the stop button and the elevator halted two floors above the cargo bay. The door opened, He desperatly pressed the button to return to the floor which he had just departed from. Try as he might it it wouldn't go. ~Damn, The Launch must've jammed the elevator.~ He embarked out into the dark abondened hallway, Two men were standing peering down a whole in the floor, which seemed to have collapsed. "What happened here? What's going on?"</font>

<font color="purple">"A man just fell down there... the captain is on his way to the cargo hold to head off the person who fell down here."</font>

<font color="red"> "The captains in the cargo hold?" ~Who's Piloting the tyren... Shit, FanG~... "Excuse me," the two men parted. Skye bent down to the whole to look into it. ~Damn can't see a thing down there, it's pitch black,~, A moment later he yelled, "Is anyone down there!?"...</font>

Taken aback slightly as he watches this man before him recreate his rifle and then fire it showing that it works~I am glad that we have a simmilar goal. Before we do anything though I have got to get something to wear, and my security pass was in my clothes. Stand back.~Turning to his right he fires at the door of the cabin in front of him. He goes inside and returns a short while later fully clothed, with nicely fitting maroon velvet pants and what appears to be a neon orange colored shaggy dog for a top.~Figures, I have to find the cabin of the only Harlot aboard this ship. I guess it will just have to do for now we don't have the time to rummage for anything better. If we pass a security post I'll stop and grab some armour.

Zera'n's race wasn't exactly renowned for it's sense of humour but his lips did curve upwards slightly at the sight of Derek's attire, "Very well," said Zera'n, "We should get moving, they've probably already found out where we are." Zera'n strode over to the nearest elevator and blasted open the doors, revealing the dark shaft behind them.

Zera'n could easily see what was inside, checking that there were none of the things there he grabbed hold of the elevator cable and climbed down it, he called up to the others, "Let's go down this way, we'll be in the cargo hold quickly."