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Its dead jim...

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NO! IT LIVES!!!

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-below are new one options-

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Yes, exactly the same idea but with more action sooner!

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No, burn the heritic!

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yes, but new style (post below)

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Whats this thing again?

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Total Members Voted: 6

[Aseaheru]

"Let us just hope your "Contacts" are OTC Incorporated Corporal Pendle. As stated in section seven of your contracts you belong to OTC as assets for your terms of service, and Inter Solar Combat Solutions has declared each and every one of you important assets, to be used as the ISCS board sees fit, for aslong as they see fit."
"My apologies for my tardiness", continues the speaker, who is as close to "corporation" as you can get while remaining living,"But Captain Owens has recently been... Severed from ISCS and its subsidiary. Something about using soldiers as organ banks, or some such nonsense."
"Now to business. Your munitions will be provided during your 'insertion', your ranks are due to your positions, and your pay will be in company script, available upon return from combat. Now, please fill out these forms" here it gestures to a stack of what can only be described as books, "And we will send you on your way."
"Or," Here it smiles in an odd manner reminding one of great depths of detachment and hate, "sign these forms and receive your training cards, to continue your training. Oh, and just a note? Narcotics are strictly prohibited on company property, due to their nature of damaging product."
AH hell, gotta find a new shade of evil... Beige will have to do. Or not... Fuck it, jsut shadow and glow it.

Spoiler:  Thomas Flynn,Engie(GentlemanRaptor) (click to show/hide)

B-9734
A-513
A-511
E-31
75/90 lb

Spoiler:  Eava Lee, Grunt(BadlemonsXI) (click to show/hide)

B-9734
A-512
E-31
60/100 lb

Spoiler:  Jonathan Pendle, Medic(Flameboy99) (click to show/hide)

B-9734
A-512
E-31
60/80 lb

Spoiler:  Ashley Carson, EVAer(Avis-Mergulus) (click to show/hide)

B-9734
Marksman A-512
E-31
65/90 lb

Spoiler:  Mason Caldwell, Gunner(Beirus) (click to show/hide)

B-9734
"Heavy" A-512
E-31
70/100 lb

Spoiler:  Lilly Tiygr, NCO(Funk) (click to show/hide)

B-9734
A-512
A-511
E-78
E-31
65/100 lb

[BadLemonsXI]

AH hell, gotta find a new shade of evil... Beige will have to do. Or not... Fuck it, jsut shadow and glow it.

((LOL I found this.))((I'm going to let other people post actions first is I have no idea what to do.))

[Beirus]

Mason moves over to the first forms mentioned, reading through and signing them so he could get down to business and see some action.

[GentlemanRaptor]

Flynn snorts, and ambles over to where the forms are stacked. He begins to read one, trying to decipher the legalese.

[Funk]

Lilly stagers to life and collects a form, she don't read it, after all what's it going to matter? we're all screwed anyway.

[flame99]

Jonathan, figuring that he's going to get screwed over either way, simply sighs and signs the first set of forms.

[BadLemonsXI]

Eava, Sign the first stack of forms. "So what are these munitions?"

[Avis-Mergulus]

Ash, seeing everybody taking forms from the first stack, rolls her eyes and gets one too.

[Aseaheru]

Everyone grabs a form from the stack (for I am assuming that PFC Lee grabs one too), and after signing a mass of documentation that basically states that everything they think of, produce or are belongs to ISCS Incorporated, and that you lot are basically indentured servants (Although nothing says THAT, leagaleze is a language of its own right these days) the creepy corporate being smiles its perfectly incorporated smile.
"Welcome to ISCS. Now, all your questions will be answered on your lovely three week trip to your assignment, your data chips for training are in your quarters, which are right over there, and your munitions, in other words your bullets, grenades, etcetra, will be handed out when you arrive. You lot are lucky, the cycler is just making the fast run, otherwise it would have taken at least two months."
And with that the model of corporate personship exits the craft, and a loudspeaker directs you to your "quarters" (Tubes about 3m long and 1.5 wide, running "sideways" across what is the floor when the vessel was under thrust, as it was when you where "at attention". Anyways, you head there and get slightly jolted about as the ship starts its docking with the cycler. On the way there you noticed a number of hatches, one leading to a "troop recreation and training center", a pair leading to secure troop storage, and one more on the same level leading to a mealhall. You havent seen anyother troops yet, but on your level there are another three bunkrooms, all locked from within.
I did warn you guys that this was gonna be semi-realistic, right? I mean, from the whole spaced thing? Also, I hate this fuicking keyboard, its too fucking small and I keep doing wierd shit likegoing up lines randomlty. keys are too fucking close together... Hell, its not even proper QWERTY, they diverged on the layout on the numpad area.

Spoiler:  Thomas Flynn,Engie(GentlemanRaptor) (click to show/hide)

B-9734
A-513
A-511
E-31
75/90 lb

Spoiler:  Eava Lee, Grunt(BadlemonsXI) (click to show/hide)

B-9734
A-512
E-31
60/100 lb

Spoiler:  Jonathan Pendle, Medic(Flameboy99) (click to show/hide)

B-9734
A-512
E-31
60/80 lb

Spoiler:  Ashley Carson, EVAer(Avis-Mergulus) (click to show/hide)

B-9734
Marksman A-512
E-31
65/90 lb

Spoiler:  Mason Caldwell, Gunner(Beirus) (click to show/hide)

B-9734
"Heavy" A-512
E-31
70/100 lb

Spoiler:  Lilly Tiygr, NCO(Funk) (click to show/hide)

B-9734
A-512
A-511
E-78
E-31
65/100 lb

[EDIT]
Gonna let you have one day RP at the start, one day at  the end, and the rest is gonna be in 4 day lots. Lust a headsup. So have fun RPing!*
*note to self, come up with other people to talk to... IreallyshouldhavethoughtaboutthelackofpeopleicancomeupwithbeforeididagamewithlotsofNPCsinit...

[Avis-Mergulus]

Ash, dejected about the absence of drugs and/or tobacco, heads to the mealhall, hoping to grab something to eat, at least. She entertains a faint hope that there's some kind of alcohol there.

[Funk]

Lilly heads to the mealhall to see if A) theres any meat and B) any fruit, three weeks is far to long with out booze, so as the NCO she must organize a working party to start makeing some prison wine.

[BadLemonsXI]

Eava heads into the mealhall as well. "So what a lovely little family we are going to make."

[flame99]

Jonathan heads to the mealhall as well, trying to find some meat, particularly steak, particularly rare-ish. However, he doesn't bother to get his hopes up, and fully expects to find some sort of grayish bitter nutrients goo. He also makes a very poor attempt at small talk with his comrades.
"So...Did you know that the average human adult male contains about five liters of blood?"

[Avis-Mergulus]

Ash grins at the ex-doctor; she thinks he's her kind of entertainingly terrible creature.

How much's five liters in money terms?

[Beirus]

Mason watches as the others head off to the mealhall. He would probably want food in a little bit, but a little rec time sounded good right now. He moved over to the hatch marked for recreation and training and opened it before entering and closing it behind him.