(Kel the Oblivious is kicked for not posting, even after I PM'd him.)
serephe:Scratch myself, give the others a dark look and go search for food and/or booze. If any of the others question why I'm there, mumble something about liberals and space worms to get them off my back.
6 - You grumble as you walk over to a nearby waste bin, but it's empty save for a wadded up piece of paper. A nearby cabinet holds something slightly more useful. You find a stockpile of rations and water, you can't tell how old they are, but they look like they'd last the five of you a few days.
Dwarmin:Investigate the room!
Also try to remember why the door would being sealed would be bad. /Knowledge roll!
4 + 1 = 5: You wipe the sleep from your eyes as they adjust to the waking world. The room is dimly lit by the emergency lighting system. There is a mangy looking man rummaging through a nearby cabinet. A waste receptacle lies near a desk with a shut-down computer that would normally be displaying the vital signs of those in stasis.
Your knowledge of ship protocols tells you that the only reason a stasis door would be sealed would be if it detached from the main ship for deposit, or if there are any signs of bio-contamination.
knightedskull:Stretch around, make sure I some form of clothing, then find my locker with my standard equipment.
3 - You gently usher the smelly man aside as you look through the cabinets. You scowl as you see that your normal gear is missing. Only two combat knives and an AX-41 assault rifle remain. The rifle is not loaded, and only one 33-bullet clip remains.
NUKE9.13:If weaponry missing, acquire it.
If not, think about what happened. As in, why did the protoreactor fail.
1 - You don't know anything about how the protoreactor works, and one of the others seems to have found a rifle, but right now your equipment is pretty dismal.
Floirt:Yawn, and search for whoever put us into these stasis-cells.
4 - Judging by the lack of an operator at the nearby computer terminal, the person who put you into stasis must have left. A sense of dread fills you as you begin to realize what might have happened to the rest of the ship's crew.
(Anyone who wants to take Kel's place can post a new profile.)