Sigma Octavus
04-10-2004, 03:04
"Welcome to the SOGP Hydra R&D Lab, soldiers. I am Sergeant Bradbury. This is your first assignment, so don't fuck up and everything will go well." The sergeant knew for a fact that all of these soldiers were green out of SOMI training. Not an ounce of actual battle training. Not that they'd really need it on this boring installation in the middle of the dessert, surrounded on all sides by sand and more sand. He continued with the introduction."You soldiers are going to be replacing the last group of dipshits placed out here. Get to know the science teams and everyone else working here. There are fifteen hundred civvies out here. It will help the next four years pass. If you don't, you will be bored shitless. Nothing ever happens out here." The sergeant obviously was not pleased that he had been stuck out here 12 years ago for messing around with a general's daughter. He hadn't risen in rank once since he was stuck out here.
After the sergeant's briefing, the 180 SOMI filed out of the hastily assembled auditorium/cafeteria and went to their first assignments. One soldier, a Sean Brecken, was assigned to perimeter guard duty. Namely, he had to sit in a tower in the sun for eight hours, six days a week. Not very exciting. Not what he had pictured when he had seen the SOMI posters when he was drafted. Fight for your country! Go to foreign lands! Carry enough firepower to put down a third world country!
He was dressed out in full SOMI dessert combat gear, which, thankfully, contained an airconditioning system. He was stilled bored out of his mind. Eight months into it, and the most excitement had come from when one of the soldiers comitted suicide in the middle of the mess hall with a pistol. What sort of short straw had he drawn to get stuck out at this research post? "You know what would make this job better?" he asked no one in particular,"A lounge chair and a television." The radio crackled back at him,"Watch it shitface! We can hear you over here, and it doesn't help us with you bitchin' over the airwaves." Sean sighed. "Sorry. I'll keep that in mind." He leaned back down and decided to check the sensor equipment again.
The seismic sensor was spiking just enough to suggest a convoy of vehicles. Sure enough, through a telescope, he could see about five or six vehicles coming along the hasitly constructed road, still kicking up a huge amount of dust. He checked through the list of scheduled arrivals. Yep, first, and last, arrival of the day. A bunch of stuff dug out fo the mountains. His eyes skimmed over the information, remembering what most of it was from his time in school, but there were still a few things he couldn't identify as well as a big CLASSIFIED written at the bottom. So the sci-guys down in Omega lab had another plaything. Sean sighed as he watched the massive doors to the lab open. Those had to be one of the few spectacular things in this entire complex. Massive doors, made of primarily titanium, as well as a great many other metals. Those doors could take multiple direct nuclear blasts and only be blackened. The convoy passed inside and the huge doors closed behind them.
Later that night, Sean sat in the commons area of the SOMI barracks. He was playing cards with three other soldiers. "Got any threes?" "Go fish." The nightshift perimeter guard had just gone out. Most of the soldiers were positioned almost permanently in other parts of the facility, there were never many other people around here except for when the perimeter patrol shifts were switching out. Sean put his cards down on the table. "You know what, I'm sick of this game." The other SOMI he was playing with agreed with him. He stood up and headed towards the rooms of the barracks. At least they supplied the soldiers with their own rooms. That was a plus.
He walked into his room, just now realizing how tired he actually was. He took off the body armor he hadn't realized he was still wearing as well as the black t-shirt he wore underneath. He threw them onto the stainless steel chair in the corner and fell onto his bed. He was asleep in seconds.
**Several Hours Later**
"Alert. Fire in Omega Laboratories. Unknown damage in Levels B-17 through B-09. Hazardous chemical release probable. Initiating Automated Lockdown Procedures."
Sean sat upright in bed as the announcement blared out over the speakers. The emergency lights were flashing, covering the room in red lights. He threw on his shirt and the chest of his armor. He rushed out into the commons to find several other soldiers as well as Sergeant Bradbury. The sergeant was already in process assigning the soldiers to check up on certain areas of the facility. "Bumar, Polaski, Marvio, Atlo, you four get down to Omega to offer a hand in fighting any remaining fires. Vega, Brecken, you two get over to Delta Labs. There's an exit from Omega over there, and you two need to get over there and see that there isn't chaos from when the Omega boys and the Delta boys run into each other. You know the rivalry they have." Sean as well as the other soldier, Emile Vega, saluted and headed off at a run. Both had only sidearms, the only weapons the SOMI generally carried inside the complex. They came upon an elevator to the Delta Labs and got inside once the door opened. Sean hit the B-14 button and the elevator lurched into motion.
When the doors opened, there was a huge amount of smoke. Immediately before the elevator lay the body of a researcher. There was a huge pool of blood around the body's torso, mainly due to the fact that the head had been taken off by a piece of metal that was now imbedded in the wall. An explosion took both soldiers off of their feet and they watched as the primary elevator disappeared from the open doorway, the cord following after it. The doors slowly closed at that point. "Shit. Emile, we gotta get over to Delta and check on those sci-guys and techs." Emile nodded and they headed off towards the Delta labs, encountering more and more bodies. They came upon a large sign that had Delta Laboratories >> written on it. They headed that way slowly, keeping mind of the bodies and rubble. Both were beginning to feel that they wouldn't find any survivors over there.
They both heard gunfire at the same time, and broke into a run. They came around a corner to find a single soldier, surrounded by dead techs and scientists. He was completely wide eyed, his assault rifle smoking. The soldiers ducked back, thinking that he had massacred the others. They didn't want to get shot by some crazy.
A loud hissing came from a dark alcove and the soldier wirled and began unloading into it. A shadow, inhumanly quick, rushed out and the soldier stopped firing. Brecken and Vega both watched as the surprised soldier's gun fell in half. The soldier coughed up blood, and fell over as the huge slash from his sternum up through his skull opened up. Standing there was a creature, too hideous to describe. It stood slighly shorter than the soldier it had just killed, and had what looked to be blades made from bone where it's hands would have been. It's legs were shaped like a dog's, and it's head was small, with two beady yellow eyes on either side.
Vega was the first to fire, his gun breaking the uneasy silence that seemed to establish itself over the background alarms and sirens. The bullets took the creature in the side, and it spun to face them both. It took off, moving slower than it had looked to move when it had rushed the soldier. About twenty feet from Vega, it hurled itself into the air at him. With a slash and a spray of blood, Vega's head flew off. Sean wheeled screaming and fired a shot. The bullet took the creature in the dead center of it's head, and it did a half back-flip onto the ground. The creature spasmed a bit before ceasing to move. Sean sat there, horrified, the gun in his hands. "What the fuck is that?!" He hadn't realized yet that he was the only one alive around here.
After about five minutes, he collected himself enough to stand back up. He moved to Vega's corpse and took the gun from it's hands. He also took the belts holding ammo and other things from the corpse. He hadn't put his on in the rush from his room. He then moved to the soldier's body and did the same. The rifle was useless, but he had a flashlight harness and plenty of pistol ammo. Sean put the different belts on in their normal places, and the extras at any place that they would really fit.
He began moving when another explosion issued forth from below him. This time, a red glow overtook everything and a voice came from everywhere at once. It laughed evily, then began chanting in something he didn't understand. Sounded to be Sumerian or something. Once the chanting stopped, the glow disappeared, leaving Sean alone in the room of corpses. He commented to no one in particular,"This is fucked up." Then, almost as if responding to his voice, the power shut off.
(OOC: Okay, a few answers to inevitable questions.
1)Of course this is Doom 3 inspired.
2)No, it won't be an RP. No, I won't reconsider.
3)No, I won't join your region. No, the public has no knowledge of this. No one but those inside the complex know about this.
4)I don't care if a few words are mispelled.
Okay, now that those are done with, here's a little more. This little story is being put in II because I only seem to get feedback on my stories over here. This will be told through little parts, the above being the first. I was playing Doom 3 last night and thought,"You know what, I could do something like this on NS."
SPAMMING, FLAMING, ETC. WILL GET YOU REPORTED TO MODS
FEEDBACK IS MUCH APPRECIATED
After the sergeant's briefing, the 180 SOMI filed out of the hastily assembled auditorium/cafeteria and went to their first assignments. One soldier, a Sean Brecken, was assigned to perimeter guard duty. Namely, he had to sit in a tower in the sun for eight hours, six days a week. Not very exciting. Not what he had pictured when he had seen the SOMI posters when he was drafted. Fight for your country! Go to foreign lands! Carry enough firepower to put down a third world country!
He was dressed out in full SOMI dessert combat gear, which, thankfully, contained an airconditioning system. He was stilled bored out of his mind. Eight months into it, and the most excitement had come from when one of the soldiers comitted suicide in the middle of the mess hall with a pistol. What sort of short straw had he drawn to get stuck out at this research post? "You know what would make this job better?" he asked no one in particular,"A lounge chair and a television." The radio crackled back at him,"Watch it shitface! We can hear you over here, and it doesn't help us with you bitchin' over the airwaves." Sean sighed. "Sorry. I'll keep that in mind." He leaned back down and decided to check the sensor equipment again.
The seismic sensor was spiking just enough to suggest a convoy of vehicles. Sure enough, through a telescope, he could see about five or six vehicles coming along the hasitly constructed road, still kicking up a huge amount of dust. He checked through the list of scheduled arrivals. Yep, first, and last, arrival of the day. A bunch of stuff dug out fo the mountains. His eyes skimmed over the information, remembering what most of it was from his time in school, but there were still a few things he couldn't identify as well as a big CLASSIFIED written at the bottom. So the sci-guys down in Omega lab had another plaything. Sean sighed as he watched the massive doors to the lab open. Those had to be one of the few spectacular things in this entire complex. Massive doors, made of primarily titanium, as well as a great many other metals. Those doors could take multiple direct nuclear blasts and only be blackened. The convoy passed inside and the huge doors closed behind them.
Later that night, Sean sat in the commons area of the SOMI barracks. He was playing cards with three other soldiers. "Got any threes?" "Go fish." The nightshift perimeter guard had just gone out. Most of the soldiers were positioned almost permanently in other parts of the facility, there were never many other people around here except for when the perimeter patrol shifts were switching out. Sean put his cards down on the table. "You know what, I'm sick of this game." The other SOMI he was playing with agreed with him. He stood up and headed towards the rooms of the barracks. At least they supplied the soldiers with their own rooms. That was a plus.
He walked into his room, just now realizing how tired he actually was. He took off the body armor he hadn't realized he was still wearing as well as the black t-shirt he wore underneath. He threw them onto the stainless steel chair in the corner and fell onto his bed. He was asleep in seconds.
**Several Hours Later**
"Alert. Fire in Omega Laboratories. Unknown damage in Levels B-17 through B-09. Hazardous chemical release probable. Initiating Automated Lockdown Procedures."
Sean sat upright in bed as the announcement blared out over the speakers. The emergency lights were flashing, covering the room in red lights. He threw on his shirt and the chest of his armor. He rushed out into the commons to find several other soldiers as well as Sergeant Bradbury. The sergeant was already in process assigning the soldiers to check up on certain areas of the facility. "Bumar, Polaski, Marvio, Atlo, you four get down to Omega to offer a hand in fighting any remaining fires. Vega, Brecken, you two get over to Delta Labs. There's an exit from Omega over there, and you two need to get over there and see that there isn't chaos from when the Omega boys and the Delta boys run into each other. You know the rivalry they have." Sean as well as the other soldier, Emile Vega, saluted and headed off at a run. Both had only sidearms, the only weapons the SOMI generally carried inside the complex. They came upon an elevator to the Delta Labs and got inside once the door opened. Sean hit the B-14 button and the elevator lurched into motion.
When the doors opened, there was a huge amount of smoke. Immediately before the elevator lay the body of a researcher. There was a huge pool of blood around the body's torso, mainly due to the fact that the head had been taken off by a piece of metal that was now imbedded in the wall. An explosion took both soldiers off of their feet and they watched as the primary elevator disappeared from the open doorway, the cord following after it. The doors slowly closed at that point. "Shit. Emile, we gotta get over to Delta and check on those sci-guys and techs." Emile nodded and they headed off towards the Delta labs, encountering more and more bodies. They came upon a large sign that had Delta Laboratories >> written on it. They headed that way slowly, keeping mind of the bodies and rubble. Both were beginning to feel that they wouldn't find any survivors over there.
They both heard gunfire at the same time, and broke into a run. They came around a corner to find a single soldier, surrounded by dead techs and scientists. He was completely wide eyed, his assault rifle smoking. The soldiers ducked back, thinking that he had massacred the others. They didn't want to get shot by some crazy.
A loud hissing came from a dark alcove and the soldier wirled and began unloading into it. A shadow, inhumanly quick, rushed out and the soldier stopped firing. Brecken and Vega both watched as the surprised soldier's gun fell in half. The soldier coughed up blood, and fell over as the huge slash from his sternum up through his skull opened up. Standing there was a creature, too hideous to describe. It stood slighly shorter than the soldier it had just killed, and had what looked to be blades made from bone where it's hands would have been. It's legs were shaped like a dog's, and it's head was small, with two beady yellow eyes on either side.
Vega was the first to fire, his gun breaking the uneasy silence that seemed to establish itself over the background alarms and sirens. The bullets took the creature in the side, and it spun to face them both. It took off, moving slower than it had looked to move when it had rushed the soldier. About twenty feet from Vega, it hurled itself into the air at him. With a slash and a spray of blood, Vega's head flew off. Sean wheeled screaming and fired a shot. The bullet took the creature in the dead center of it's head, and it did a half back-flip onto the ground. The creature spasmed a bit before ceasing to move. Sean sat there, horrified, the gun in his hands. "What the fuck is that?!" He hadn't realized yet that he was the only one alive around here.
After about five minutes, he collected himself enough to stand back up. He moved to Vega's corpse and took the gun from it's hands. He also took the belts holding ammo and other things from the corpse. He hadn't put his on in the rush from his room. He then moved to the soldier's body and did the same. The rifle was useless, but he had a flashlight harness and plenty of pistol ammo. Sean put the different belts on in their normal places, and the extras at any place that they would really fit.
He began moving when another explosion issued forth from below him. This time, a red glow overtook everything and a voice came from everywhere at once. It laughed evily, then began chanting in something he didn't understand. Sounded to be Sumerian or something. Once the chanting stopped, the glow disappeared, leaving Sean alone in the room of corpses. He commented to no one in particular,"This is fucked up." Then, almost as if responding to his voice, the power shut off.
(OOC: Okay, a few answers to inevitable questions.
1)Of course this is Doom 3 inspired.
2)No, it won't be an RP. No, I won't reconsider.
3)No, I won't join your region. No, the public has no knowledge of this. No one but those inside the complex know about this.
4)I don't care if a few words are mispelled.
Okay, now that those are done with, here's a little more. This little story is being put in II because I only seem to get feedback on my stories over here. This will be told through little parts, the above being the first. I was playing Doom 3 last night and thought,"You know what, I could do something like this on NS."
SPAMMING, FLAMING, ETC. WILL GET YOU REPORTED TO MODS
FEEDBACK IS MUCH APPRECIATED