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[Patrick Hunt]

Take all 3 enemies guns and any spare ammo, go to my locker to collect my collection of knives, military backpack and my sidearm then the buildings armory.

[kj1225]

Kyle waits to be spoken to while enjoying the scenery.

[Comrade P.]

- I see. And what are your plans on me and my skills? Supply the armed rebellion with guns? Develop specific kind of weapon for secret operation?

Wait... What is the noise? Most likely it is a part of their plan...

[Gamerlord]

Chill. Wait.

[Noodlerex]

Chill. Wait.

this, not much else to do.

[_DivideByZero_]

Kyle waits to be spoken to while enjoying the scenery.

The scenery is beautiful, aside from the clouds of toxic gas everywhere. You spot a dark silhouette of a large tower looming in the distance. The structure is absolutely colossal--wider than a multiple city blocks side-by-side.

- I see. And what are your plans on me and my skills? Supply the armed rebellion with guns? Develop specific kind of weapon for secret operation?

Wait... What is the noise? Most likely it is a part of their plan...

"Hmm, if you're a gunsmith, then you could build us untraceable guns! Think of the possibilities."

The rumbling gets closer and closer... it seems to be coming from the side of the building.

"Welcome to the slums. Where would you like to eat?"
Give money to second in command, Give me a name, Also, eat with the gentlemen.

"Come on aboard."

You hand the suitcase to Franz Hals, a close friend of yours and also a talented leader. He nods and salutes as you climb on to the chopper and sit down as the vehicle pulls back to land on the Archive.

*I'm going to wait for a few more responses.*

Take all 3 enemies guns and any spare ammo, go to my locker to collect my collection of knives, military backpack and my sidearm then the buildings armory.

The server room, which is where the armory is located, is on the other side of the structure. It may or may not be wise to travel to the other side of the building as your cover has been blown.

You go to your locker and pick up some supplies.

[kj1225]

"That's amazing... do they get shipments from my town?"

[Patrick Hunt]

Hide my fighting knives in my sleeves and the throwing blades in my belt, holster my sidearm on my left leg. Take a round about route to the armory, move slowly and discreetly.

[_DivideByZero_]

"That's amazing... do they get shipments from my town?"

"Shipments? Your sir are inside a vehicle purpose-built for transport through the toxic atmosphere. There are eight inches of lead between you and the outside world. Most people wouldn't dare to leave."

[kj1225]

"I suppose that's true..."

[mentallama]

"Fair enough."
Tallis moves the sub out of sight and waits for the four enemy ships to pass and once they do she begins to ghost them.

[DarkArtemisFowl]

(I will post soon, sorry, I got caught up in homework.)

[Aseaheru]

Spoiler: Can I still Join? (click to show/hide)

Name: Everett Owen
Origin: Skylander, or rather spacelander. Someone made a space elevator, he lives at the top.
Appearance: A rather short man with the pale skin of a spacelander. He has messy black hair and a short beard. His eyes are a deep grey.
Background: Raised in one of the communal child-areas, he was then assigned work as an EVA specialist as he made the size qualifications and was not expected to grow larger, thanks to the station's diet. As time progressed he made headway in the ranks of qualified "Walkers", earning moderate attention during the short lived Hull Rebellion of '99, where he was part of the "Hullians". Afterwards he lived a odd life, seemingly never to float in the ether again.
Education: EVAs, orbital repairs, moderate weapons training, moderate first aid.

[Comrade P.]

- Quite fine use of mine abilities. If you provide me with materials needed, I can do that.
Predictable. Quite boring, though.
Noticing the noise outside continuing, Henry wanders:
- And what is the noise that I hear? should it be so or is it a reason to get nervous?

[_DivideByZero_]

Spoiler: Can I still Join? (click to show/hide)

Name: Everett Owen
Origin: Skylander, or rather spacelander. Someone made a space elevator, he lives at the top.
Appearance: A rather short man with the pale skin of a spacelander. He has messy black hair and a short beard. His eyes are a deep grey.
Background: Raised in one of the communal child-areas, he was then assigned work as an EVA specialist as he made the size qualifications and was not expected to grow larger, thanks to the station's diet. As time progressed he made headway in the ranks of qualified "Walkers", earning moderate attention during the short lived Hull Rebellion of '99, where he was part of the "Hullians". Afterwards he lived a odd life, seemingly never to float in the ether again.
Education: EVAs, orbital repairs, moderate weapons training, moderate first aid.

I quite like the idea, although I feel as if we have enough people for now. I've decided on a mission-based system, however, so after the first mission you'll be able to get into the second one.