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Voting closed: April 07, 2013, 10:34:35 am

[spazyak]

As you wish.

smiles with an almost youthful joy as he goes off to get the microwave and the laser rifle from the armory. After wards he goes to the haphaestus to work

((Not to discourage you, but I believe that you have to be approved IC to go to Haphaestus. I think it is usually reserved to people who have already completed several missions. But, don't worry, you can still work on the weapon you wish to create in tinker. You should refer to the tinker thread for that. I would recommend trying to see if it is feasible, or has already been created before buying the parts necessary to create it. You can also do that in the tinker thread.))

((Ok, so I can't just take the rec room microwave and what I'm talking about has already been done before: http://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Active_Denial_System this is just hand held)))

((Oh, sorry. I had meant if someone had already created it within ER. But, I don't see any reason why you can't mess with the microwave, and try to do with it as you had proposed.))

((It's ok I just want to make something to boil the flesh off of the living)))

[Praefectus Screptum]

Alright, here is my sheet. Would any team leader accept me into the mission if I was willing to change my Aux to +2 and test the Assaultsuit and one of the plasma stakes this mission?

Spoiler: Character Sheet (click to show/hide)

Name: Iveso Zales
Bio: Iveso always had a passion for ground vehicles, cars, trucks, military vehicles. It didn't matter what it was, as long as it had tires or treads. He wanted to get his hands on them and test their limits, no matter how illegal those activities were. And his desire to look for a place to go completely insane with vehicles was fulfilled as soon as he found out about a blood sport related to cars. It was a kind of race without limits taking place in an island, using different vehicles in dangerous terrains, besides dealing with drivers wanting to get you killed to reach the finish line first.

The time he spent there was "fun", especially because he was surrounded by other crazy people who wanted to do insane things with vehicles too, or at least until the authorities found out about the island. All contestants and organizers were arrested for a reason or another, most likely due to the usage of illegal alien tech.

Appearance: Iveso has an average height, 1.80 meters and that is about it. His skin is tan with some scars here and there, mostly on his arms and legs, a good part of them caused by accidents with cars. His hair is short and a tad spiky, and as he spent a good part of his life driving vehicles, he always preferred to go around wearing outfits specifically for that, even when it wasn't needed.
 
Strength:0
Dexterity:+1
Endurance:0
Charisma:-1
Mind:0
Fate:0
Intuition:0


Handiwork:0
Conventional Weapons:0
Unconventional Weapons:0
Exotic weapons:-1
Auxiliary Systems:+1
Medical Tech:0
General Knowledge:0

[Shaporia]

Alright, here is my sheet. Would any team leader accept me into the mission if I was willing to change my Aux to +2 and test the Assaultsuit and one of the plasma stakes this mission?

Spoiler: Character Sheet (click to show/hide)

Name: Iveso Zales
Bio: Iveso always had a passion for ground vehicles, cars, trucks, military vehicles. It didn't matter what it was, as long as it had tires or treads. He wanted to get his hands on them and test their limits, no matter how illegal those activities were. And his desire to look for a place to go completely insane with vehicles was fulfilled as soon as he found out about a blood sport related to cars. It was a kind of race without limits taking place in an island, using different vehicles in dangerous terrains, besides dealing with drivers wanting to get you killed to reach the finish line first.

The time he spent there was "fun", especially because he was surrounded by other crazy people who wanted to do insane things with vehicles too, or at least until the authorities found out about the island. All contestants and organizers were arrested for a reason or another, most likely due to the usage of illegal alien tech.

Strength:0
Dexterity:+1
Endurance:0
Charisma:-1
Mind:0
Fate:0
Intuition:0


Handiwork:0
Conventional Weapons:0
Unconventional Weapons:0
Exotic weapons:-1
Auxiliary Systems:+1
Medical Tech:0
General Knowledge:0

Welcome aboard man, enjoy your stay here.

[Praefectus Screptum]

I am sure I will if Iveso survives enough. I heard many stories about Piecewise and ER.

[Shaporia]

I am sure I will if Iveso survives enough. I heard many stories about Piecewise and ER.

I'd bet most of 'em are true, also, if ya want to know about the missions only trimmed down we have summaries.
Have some links to some thingies.

Spoiler: Optional links to thingies. (click to show/hide)

http://einsteinianroulette.wikia.com/wiki/Mission_Synopsis
http://einsteinianroulette.wikia.com/wiki/Armory

The wiki's basically our info dump.

[Yoink]

Hang out in the rec room until the mission is about to begin.Try to find someone to play ping pong with.

Jobasio eventually 'finishes' whatever he was doing in the corner of the hangar, pulls up his trousers, tosses his raunchy magazine aside and strolls back out of there, down the hallway and into the rec room. He stops in front of one of the food dispensers, pondering the options for a moment.

As he makes a selection he notices a newcomer wandering the room, looking for a ping pong opponent.
"Ping pong, you say? Hm. I suppose that sounds amusing. Not like I have anything else to do at present, what with the VR machines down."

Get a light snack from one of the food machines, then accept this man's challenge to a game of ping pong.
I will play one-handed as I eat my food with the other.

[Praefectus Screptum]

Iveso finally "woke up", clumsily falling from the stasis pod covered in some goo. If he wasn't too busy coughing to take the liquid out of his lungs, he probably would make some comment about that. After a brief coughing session, he slowly stood up and tried to get rid of that goo from his body before moving and reaching for the box near the pod. Even if the outfit was far from being what he used to wear, he wasn't in condition to make requests, so he wore it anyway. "Man, this place is a mess." He mumbled out before trying to get out of the barracks, moving around a tad dizzy yet.

The man rubbed the back of his head and looked to the sides more confused than he was before when his mind began to work properly, mostly because he didn't remember much about what happened before being put in stasis, it had been quite a while after all. While he walked aimlessly, he stopped as soon as he spotted someone, Maurice. He waved to try to get his attention before moving closer. "What is going on? Just got out of one of those gooey pods and I can't even remember how I got there in first place! Could you or someone else tell me what's going on?"

[Illgeo]

Go to rec room:
"Ahem... Can I... c-can I have a minute of your time?"

[Nikitian]

Ah, you're new too? Oh well, it's really an influx of new people today, isn't it? Dr. Sanctor smiled to yet another newcomer.
Steve must be really desperate about the survival rates of the next mission. ...And I cannot even help any of them to make through it.
Well, you got that "Please stop screaming." recorded speech, right? You were sentenced to Hazardous Material Requisition Corps. His gaze become slightly nostalgic for a moment. However, since the time you were initially put into stasis, a few centuries have passed, we've rebelled against the UWM and currently fighting a revolutionary war for the sake of humanity's future. Steve is still in charge, we still go on dangerous missions, but at least we're slowly recovering from the era of technological stagnation. More or less things are about the same; though, if you wish, you can ask to be left on any planet we come across. We're not inmates anymore, after all. Maurice grinned.
I suggest reporting to General Miyamoto as soon as possible if you intend to go on the next mission; it might be quite some time before the next one. He is in the hanger, but you can contact him with the wristpad of yours, I believe.
You've got 5 tokens to turn into equipment in the Armory, so you'd better hurry up to do that after you've cleared things with the General. The mission preparations are almost over, to my knowledge.
Oh, and I am Dr. Maurice Sanctor, resident surgeon. Former inmate just like almost everyone here. Pleased to meet you, ..? Maurice looked with an inquiring smile at the person he's been talking to.

[Comrade P.]

Go to rec room:
"Ahem... Can I... c-can I have a minute of your time?"

- Yeah, sure. My time isn't worth much, you can have as much as you need.

[Illgeo]

"Ahem... H-hello.. I'm Batholomew Markov. Are you interested in joining MSF...I-I mean, Mutual Support Foundation?"

[Comrade P.]

"Ahem... H-hello.. I'm Batholomew Markov. Are you interested in joining MSF...I-I mean, Mutual Support Foundation?"

- Please explain the thing in short, Bartholomew.

[Illgeo]

" It's kind of group of people helping each other, with skills, on field maybe, also if someone has spare money, he cant donate, ну...like mini-team fund? "

[swordsmith04]

Changes in the roster have placed Bartolomew Markov and Zoltan Solberg on Team Snapdragon for the coming mission. Psmith Exerton has been dropped, due to signs of stasis dementia.
If you two have not already acquired your gear from the armory, please do so now. We're entering stasis shortly.

[Comrade P.]

" It's kind of group of people helping each other, with skills, on field maybe, also if someone has spare money, he cant donate, ну...like mini-team fund? "

- I approve your initiative, yet I have to ask you: do you know what Oakham razor is?
I will assist you with what I can, all you have to do is ask, and so the most of your new comrades will, I believe.