((IMPORTANT NOTE FROM THE GM CONCERNING SCHEDULING AT BOTTOM))
Diggy, being near scared to death by these apparitions, pulls his dynamite cannon and struggles a bit with its weight and cumbersomeness.
"Is you ghosts?" he asks in a suspicious manner. While he does so, Theta 5 recognizes these figures as Brigands and pulls his thunder cannon.
"You had better have a
very good reason for your present actions, or else you are going to quite swiftly, painfully, and permanently prevented from taking further actions." He says this in a stone cold voice whose sound could curdle cheese.
Mmmmm, Cheeese. Confused as to what Theta meant by Brigand
, and not knowing that it's followed with a d, he inquires,
"Briggins?" He then comes to the startiling realization that he meant Brigands.
"OH! Briggins!" He starts grinning and its wide enough to make the Cheshire Cat jealous.
"Run away, briggins!" He yells this in a voice dripping with malevolence and malintent.
Blarg takes this opportunity to reflect on the man tied to the crates. "They go someone tied up, their probably gonna sacrifice it to Satan or something, lets kill 'em before they can do it." He pulls out his trusty M1911s.
Cassidy, seeing that the rest of the group was ready to fight and being of like mind, draws his pistols, proclaiming loudly and in a stereotypical cowboy drawl, "Ah ain't no sheriff, but hands to the sky!"
The Shades do nothing. They stand there silently, not even turning to see the party. Not that there was a way to tell which way they were facing. The man in the center moans loudly in pain, but remains slumped against the ropes. Just as he does this. A group of three men in torn and bloody rags stumble out of the woods with the giant scar in it. They walk up to the shades and fall flat on their faces, maybe dead, maybe knocked out.
Status: Fine
Location: Road to Pripyat
Inventory: Hammer x2, Crossbow, Thunder Cannon, Flintlock Pistol x2, Metal Scraps, Tinkerer's toolkit
Status: Fine
Location: Road to Pripyat
Inventory: Pick, Helmet with lamp, Meats, Dynamite Cannon, Clamp x2, Pliers, Prybar
Status: Fine
Location: Road to Pripyat
Inventory: M1911, Golf Club, Brick, Knife
Status: Fine
Location: Road to Pripyat
Inventory: durasteel Revolver, Dragonhead Pistol, Matter Manipulator, Space Sword, Gambler's Armor
What is your name? __In the Colony I was known as RW12 (Rescue Worker 12), but I was searching for lost members when the price of the planet I was on broke off. I eventually landed on this planet, where the inhabitants don't refer to themselves as designations. I found a word on a wall that said Nemra, so that's what I call myself now._______________________________________________
What are you? ________I am a female beetle about the length of a human arm. I have a blue carapace and my antennae and front pair of legs have Pincers which is how I grab things. My eyes are purple and are on the front of my head. My mouth is a proboscis which I use to suck on nectar and other liquids. Due to the large size of our species, we lost the ability to fly, so the carapace is fused together and only splits when I molt______________________________________________
Where are you from? __________A planet that split apart. I live on the rock that fell on this planet now._________________________________________
Do you have any next of kin? If they survived the fragmentation, they are probably on different planets now. Before the shattering, there were 50 male Drones, 40 female Workers of various specialties, and the King and Queen.______
EXPLOSIONS? ___I am unaware if the shattering of the planet I was born on was caused by an explosion or not. As far as I'm aware, no one in the Colony dealt with explosions._____________________________________________________
Does the previous question confuse you? ______I answered it in the two ways that I thought the question could be asking. If the question wasn't answered sufficiently, let me know and I will try again._____________________________
Are you a felon? (This does not affect your employment.) ______No_________________
If your answer was yes to the above, State your felony. ________________________
Are you ready for ADVENTURE? __________Yes_________________________________
Who is the current POTUS, if applicable? ((If you're from the future, make someone up.)) ____________Donald J. Trump, according to the human news networks___________________________________
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What are you taking with you? I found 4 10$ bills. I can bring those.
Are there any peculiarities about you? Unlike the beetles of Earth, my carapace is fused together. If peculiarities refer to powers I don't have any
(If this is complicated tell me and I can clarify)
Go to a conference building and turn in the firm. Tell the receptionist that you plan to work in rescue.
I like it. If I continue this past the first mission, then I shall make another thread for S&R mission exclusively, for now, though. You'll be on the waitlist.
((Due to work being work, during the next few weeks (Or until Admin gives me my order mod(Upon which I won't have time to update this because I'll be going to my ship (finally))), I'll be at work for 12 hours with no phone or internet access. I'll update whenever I have sufficient time after shift and several times if possible on the weekends. Thanks for showing interest and playing and have fun.))
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