NationStates Jolt Archive

(OOC: Just to let everyone know, this isn't actually the lost in space story, that's just what I decided to call the RP, o.k?)

IC:

In an unknown sector of space, the three unpopulated, but habitable planets sat lazily while rottating around the systems sun.


Onboard the Colonisation Ship "Excalibur"

"Captain! Shields are down to 13% and we have a hull breach in sector 53!" yelled a crewman on the ships bridge.

"Damn it! This is an unarmed exploration vessel, who the hell would want to attack us? I mean I thought all the pirates in this area had been cleared out years ago. WILL SOMEBODY TURN THAT DAMN SIREN OFF!" replied Captain Gerald Ice.

"Sir, shields are out, we're now officially screwed!" shouted the crewman again.

"F***! Marc! Get co-ordinates for a jump, get us out of here!" ordered the Cpt.

Marc Doment, the navigations officer on the "Excalibur" yelled back to his superior, "The damn navigation systems are out, must have been damaged. Our only option is a blind jump, sir!"

Gerald leaned forward in his chair a minute to think as an explosion occured behind him and the lights in the bridge went to red. "Do it!" he said resignedly.

"Yes, sir. Jumping in 5..4..3..2..1"

The Excalibur jumped out of the system it was in, not knowing where they would end up.

"Sir, engine malfunction, were going to lose them!" shouted Marc after they had been in lightspeed for only 13 seconds.

"Shut them dow..." shouted Gerald, but it was too late, the engines broke off, sending the ship coasting out of hyperspace and into the small, uninhabited and uncharted system.

Unable to stabalize or slow down, the ship was on a direct crash course for one of the small planets of the system.

"F***! Get the back-up landing gear out! NOW!" shouted Gerald at his crew.

"Can't, sir, all systems not responding!"

"Well get something done or we're all dea..." the ship crashed into the planets surface on a large grassy plain.

Tag, I'll reply IC later. You'll have crash landed on Borvo, in the Sucello system (home of Tannenmille)

(OOC: Actually, I said the planets in the system were unihabited, therefore it couldn't be your home planet. Plus the system is uncharted so...)

Hmm. Sucello is uncharted, as it was accidentally folded to by a German transport ship. We only recently got fold drives, and thus able to return to Sol. For the uninhabited part, although Borvo is almost completely uninhabited (it's used for harvesting food, nothing but huge farms) this is your RP so whatever you say. (And to be true, Sucello was the Tannenmillian homeworld, Borvo is a colony-world)

"Sara."
"What is it Term."
"Someone suffered an malfunction in the area, engine blown."
"Percent?"
"5.001."
"Then you know procedure, set course to the co-ordinates and track them to the crash site/hulk."

The Terminator arrived in the vicinity of the engine and extrapolating location heading to the Hspace drop-out, from there it headed toward the planet. As the Terminator reached outer atmosphere, it began a decent toward the planet, intending to land about five miles from the crash site.

ooc: Taledonia, let me know if my entrance is okay.

Ic: The Kazeci government had ears everywhere. When they heard that a Taledonian ship had lost contact, they decided to investigate, no matter what the Taledonian government decided to do.

In a flash of ever so slightly blue light a Kazeci SC arrived in-system. 2 dark bule beams converged at the rear of the craft. When they met they created a growing sphere of energy. It burst. The ship surged forward. A steady blue trail was emitted as the ship accelerated.

"Sir, scans show that the ship has crash landed on this planet." He pointed to his Holo screen.
"Take us into orbit. Open all frequencies and send this message:

Taledonian survivors: If you are able to respond, please do so with a damage report. We are sending aid. Remain calm...." the message went on with more words of encouragement.

The bays of the super cruiser opened and 20 GASs flew out. They were accompanied by 8 bullet transports. All of these ships were loaded with medical and relief supplies. They headed for the downed ship.

"I see an opportunity here in the midst of this miss fortune."
"And what might that be?" the commander, a little annoyed at the lieutenant's lack of compassion.
"Well, sir, this planet here," pointing to his Holo screen, "is perfect for colonization and well..."
"I see. Let's call for another ship to help with colonization." almost as an after thought, "That is after, of course you OK it with the Taledonian government."
"Yes sir. Relaying request now."

The bridge of the Excalibur was completely destroyed. Broken computers and flames were everywhere, as well as dead bodies lining the floor. Captain Gerald was out cold on the floor by his chair when a faint noise came from the almost completely destroyed communication controls

"Taledo....nnnnnnniaaaaan.......vivoooooooorrrrrsssss............aaaableeeee t.............damagggggeeee.....ort......send.....iiiiiggg aiddddddd......."

This blurred and skipping message kept repeating itself. Gerald opened one eye, wincing at the pain of his head. He looked around at the carnage as he opened his other eye and tried to support himself with his arms. He got up onto his knees and rubbed his head, trying to calm his nerves. He was not a military man, and had never been in a fight, but it looked like he had just been in a war.

He looked over at the communications computers and squinted. Suddenly an explosion from the device sent him flying back a couple feet and he slammed into a computer consol. He winced at the pain and then got back up onto his knees. The first thought that entered his mind was if there were any other survivors.

Sleeping Chambers, Excalibur

Christian Sylvester had been sleeping when the ship had been attacked by pirates. He was an officer on the bridge but was on his break and took the time to sleep. When the first torpedo the pirates had fired at the ship hit, he awoke from his sleep and fell off his bunk. Men were running around him, doing various things or trying to escape the area. Christian stood up to run over to the elevator to get to the bridge when a metal tool box fell and hit him in the head.

When he awoke, the ship had already crashed. He had no idea what had happend but saw many of his comrades lying on the floor around him; some dead and other unconsious. He got up and ran to the communication link on the far wall

"Captain Ice?! This is Lt. Sylvester do you copy? Captain Ice?!" nothing responded to him but static. The heat from the small fire in the corner opposite of him started to make him feel like he was in hell itself. But deciding to be rational, he calmly walked over to the fire extinguisher and went back to deal with the fire.

The Terminator flew over the downed craft and settled on the plains a few kilometers away. As Sara got into hostile enviroment gear, she had a conversation with Term.
"Chances?"
"Trap .0001, no surviors 4.9999, surviors major 86.4000, surviors minor 7.6000, surviors perfect .0021, other .9979."
"Alright, prep the skiff."
As she managed to finish getting into HEG "Skiff ready."
Sara boarded the skiff and sent if flying toward the crashed ship.

Taledon, Taledonia

"Still no word from the Excalibur?" asked Imperator Mathew Kellerman, leader of Taledonia. He had a sad, grim face and heavy eyes that showed he had not slept in some time.

"No sir, nothing, and we haven't been able to track the ship since it made that blind jump." replied Admiral Sallustius, "We're still looking tho."

"Send 15 destroyers out into neighbouring systems of that that the Excalibur was attacked in. Find them." said Kellerman grimly.

Sallustius kept his orderly composter, "Yes, Imperator."

As the skiff pulled up, Sara let out a low whistle, "Damn I'd hate to be the guys trying to get this spaceworthy." She hopped off the skiff and headed for the nearest hole that was large enought, and once in began looking for survivors, seeing the battered outside and inside, she didn't have that much hope.

A message was sent to the Taledonian leaders with all of the information Kazecistan had gathered, as well as the request to colonize.

The Kazeci transports and GASs arrived very close to the wreckage and began to unload medical supplies and personnel. Rescue teams raced twards the downed ship. They began to scan for life sings.

As the Kazeci transports and GASs touched down, the sensors on the skiff sent a sensor pic to Sara's helmet, "So someone else is here, why? Either to finish them off or help, safety first." As she was saying that she activated the suit weapons grid, and continued to move toward where logic would say the bridge was, while transmitting(throught loudspeaker) a standard "I'm here to help" message.

((Is it ok if I have Yurka get involved with this?))
A dark ominously black wave ship floated eerily in the middle of the space, a dim green light flickering briefly from behind it. It'd been in the sector for seven weeks now, and the most they'd received was the odd stray radio signal or static from the surrounding planets. In another week or so it would probably scout out another location for the empire of Yurka, but untill then the crew was basically stranded in the middle of nowhere.

~~~~~~~~

"Bah... I can't believe you beat me again Karius..." A Yurkan officer mumbled under his breath as he brushed his hair back and reached into his pocket, handing over his cred-card, "I still think you're cheating somehow..."

"Haha you could spend another six hours trying, but you won't see detect anything. Told ya I had the sight." A rather laid back Yurkan said, laughing under his breath as he reached forward and pulled the cred-card into his jacket pocket, "I'll just make the transfer later Zhera."

As if on cue, another uniformed soldier walked into the room, the doors sliding open for her as she tossed a small round black sic onto the table in front of them. Her expression was almost as amused as Kariuses was.

"The computer just received word of the Colonisation ship crashing down onto the surfact of a planet about an hour away from here." She said in an arrogant voice as she eyes Zhera, "And you told me running another check would be a waste of time..."

"Well I'd better go inform high command... Think they'll allow a transfer?" He broke into a light-hearted laughter at the thought of such an absurd thing, since the Yurkan Space Fleet would never allow a transfer with his current rank. He'd been placed with these seven people for roughly four years now, and he wouldn't have the option of transferring to another ship for over one and a half more. Though even then he wouldn't, since these people were the closest thing to a family he'd ever had.

Yurka High Command... Wave Ship X9-29 achieved contact with downed colony ship in unnamed sector H-2941. Requesting orders...

ooc: It's open. Go ahead and join.

Ic: As the Kazeci search parties reacged the ship, they began to enter. They used just about anything that was big enugh to fit through as a door.

NMSS RiftSurfer appeared over the planet. Actually, it hadn't just appeared. that was just a side effect of going from 50 times the speed of light to just under it in about 23 milliseconds. Commander Marnet stood on the bridge, ovelooking the processes going on on the Medium Cruiser.
"Sir!" That was captain Keen. "We're receiving a distress signal from the surface of the planet we're orbiting right now."
"Well, we're not going to leave anyone stranded when we can help!"
"But sir, the mission..." His voice was pleading. Keen never had been one to break orders, even for a second. "and it might be a trap..."
"well then, the Marines are just going to have to cope, Have Alpha Team suit up. Full Combat suits."
Keen looked crestfallen "yes sir."
as keen walked away to give the order, the Klaxon rang our over the intercom. The computerized voice said emotionlessley,
'SHIPS DETECTED INSYSTEM"

A message went out to all of the new ships in the system:

We are Kazecistan. We are here to aid the downed taledonian ship. We wish no hostilities.

Sgt. Walton and the few troops that had been escorting the ship and that had survived the crash, ahd scoured almost all the floors and taken all survivors to the least destroyed room in the ship; which was luckily the medical facilities. There they waited until Captain Ice could come up with a plan to get them off of that damn planet.

300 KM away from downed ship

The broken engines had landed on the surface of the planet, not far away from the ship in which it came. It looked like a normal crash site, but something was happening. The energy cells were leaking out of the engines and seemed to be created a pool of energy, no, a portal. This blue "portal" began to grow and swallowed the entire engine after several minutes. It finally stopped growing when it became the size of a small crater.

Dark lightning clowds started to fill the night sky as rain started to come down hard. Soon the entire planet was covered by the clouds, and lightning and rain came down tormenting the lands of the planet. But the portal still stood there, idle.

Sara following a few sets of blood, a drag trail as well a number of blood spots and arrived at the medbay. Seeing the people before they saw them, she called out to them "I'm here to help," before stepping into the medbay.

"What the hell was that?!" shouted one of the soldiers.

"Over there! Blast her!" shouted another.

Blaster fire start filling the space between the troops and the doorway for a few seconds after the person had retreated to cover behind the doorframe.

"Throw in any weapons you have and come out with your hands on your head!" shouted the Sgt. to the intruder.

ooc: Hey, what about the request for colonization?

Ic: "Look here!" He pointed to his hand held life scanner, "There's a large grouping of people here."
"Alright, let's move out."

Several rescue teams moved to the medbay as fast as possible.

"Hello? We are Kazeci. We are here to help."

"If this is how you treat people who try to help, I'd hate to see how you treat people who are attacking. Also the only way I can toss any weapons I have on me would be to toss my arm in as well. I'm coming in, with my hands up." Sara said as she came in with her arms on her head.

15 Taledonian Destroyers appeared in the system and took up orbit around the planet.

"What the hell is that on the scanners?" asked the commander.

"Looks like a large energy field, sir."

"Send a message to the Kazeci, tell them colonization would be a bad idea until we get an idea of what that is."

"Yes sir."

On the Planet

"Kazeci, come on in, be careful tho, on the other side of the room there's someone pinned down, not sure if they're hostile or not." replied the Sgt.

(OOC: Just to let everyone know, this RP is gonna turn into a sort of Doom type thing.)

IC:

As the sky filled with darkness, the blue portal turned to a dark red. Out of it, came the creatures. Thousands of monsters. These began to head towards the downed ship.

"If this is how you treat people who try to help, I'd hate to see how you treat people who are attacking. Also the only way I can toss any weapons I have on me would be to toss my arm in as well. I'm coming in, with my hands up." Sara said as she came in with her arms on her head.

"Private, secure her!" yelled the Sgt.

A soldier walked over and grabbed the person by the arm. He then led her over to a chair and told her to sit and remove her helmet(you have a helmet on right?)

Sara decided to comply with the rather pointless paranoia of the guy who seemed to be in charge. She sat in the chair, and sent a thought to deactivate the locks holding the helmet in place. As she removed the helmet a silver fluid seemed to flow into the coller and helmet from her head, freeing up her blonde hair, which fell to shoulder length and revealed her piercing blue eyes. "Now what was all that about?" As she asked she set her helmet in her lap.

"Copy that Taledonian command. Negative on the colonization."
"See, your request did come at a bad time." He smirked at the ensign, who's head was slightly lower than usual.

On the planet
The Kazeci medical teams entered the room.
"We have no weapons, but we can offer medical aid and transportation off the surface."

A Dreadnaugh jumped in-system. "Sir... seems like quite a few people beat us here..."

"Figured that. Hw's Engine 3 holding up?"

"Fine so far..."

"Good. Put the landing gear down and land us as close ot the crash site as possible.

"Right, sir."

the DN slowly landed wher the Excalabur had crashed. A shudder went through the ship. "Sir! Engine 3 just flamed out! It took some of Gravity Control with it!"

"Land us!"

"I'm doing what I can, sir!"

the ship shuddered again. The crew suddenly were pressed back in their seats. Gravity was coming from the back, rther than the floor. "Fix it or sut it off!"

the gravity shut off. "Engine 4 is flaming out, sir!"

"Shut them donw!"

"Aye sir! 100 meters to surface... 50 meters.. 35 meters...10 meters.. 2 mete-

The DN jolted as it hit the ground. the landing gear buckled, but didn't give out.

"Get some engineering crews to fix those engines! and the gravity Medical crews to see if anyone was injured, then out to give aid to the Excalabur."

He then got on the comms. "This is the ISf Dreadnaught Infallable" he chuckled, and laughter was heard in the bridge. "Despite the irony, we do have medical teams that can help. Where do you need them?"

"This is not what you are paid to do."
The mercenary captain was in a really nasty situation. It was his corvette, a sleek ship bristling with beam weapons, that had shot down the colonizer. He was now in the middle of a frontier trial, his ship now having had its engines and reactor replaced by molten slag.
"You are paid to report of vessels entering neighboring systems of ours, then observe their actions."
The Muktari were isolationist diplomatically, but often used their vast supply of ore as a medium for trade and hiring mercenaries. The captain only too late realized why they never had repeat discipline problems.
"We saw the projection, that vessel was clearly an unarmed transport, possibly a colonizer."
The commander of the cruiser looming over him was on holographic display, and was outright scary. Although still technically human, the higher gravity of Muktar caused a lowering of height and an increase in bulk, while the cooler temeratures resulted in thick hair being both practical and fashionable. Combined with the various pieces of equipment he was wearing, he had a look to him of someone ready to kick ass.
"We now have the coordinates they jumped in. We will seek them out and try to help the survivors. You, we will turn into rubble."
The captain blinked three times in succession, signaling his crew to fire. However, what manuevering thrusters he had available could not outpace gatling PBW turrets, and his ship was soon scrap.
"Call in a salvager to clean up this mess."

"Who are you and what are you doing here?" asked the Sgt. to the attractive woman in the combat gear.

Thud! Thud!

The troops raised their blasters and aimed at the walls.

"What the hell was that, sarge?" asked one of the men.

"Hell if I know. Martinez, Fergusin, go check it out!" the seargent answered.

"Yes, sir!" the two soldiers said in unison. They departed out of the room while the seargent turned back to the women sitting in front of him. He then looked over at the Kazeci, "How much supplies did you bring? You guys better get working on the injured, as you can see you'll have your hands full with the hundred of so survivors."

"My name is Sara and the sensors on my ship picked up the malfunction, ran some calcs and as per protocal I came to see what was up and if I could help." Sara replied

"We've got loads of the standard relief supplies. We can preform anything up to basic surgeries. Let's get started." The other Kazeci doctors moved to help the worst off patients.

(OOC: ISF, comm links are out, only working between the troops.)

IC:

Walton looked at Sara curiously,"What nation are you from?"

Just then, the two troops returned into the room, "Sir, an ISF ship has landed and will be sending aid shortly."

100KM away from crash site

All 15 destroyers landed on the planets surface, and the troops unloaded from the ships to secure the area.

Private Endo looked up at the dark sky and a shudder went through his spine. He then looked forward into the horizon and saw a large mass of...people! Well, what looked like people anyways. Suddenly a small red portal formed behind him and a skeleton armed with a long black scimitar of unknown material. This creature rose up out of the ground and sliced off Endo's head. Screams were heard all around the area as many other monsters, skeletons, zombies, anything you could imagine came out of the ground and began slaughtering the startled and frightened troops. As the large grouping of the things reached the ships, they too joined in the blood bath. And for some strange reason, all communications were jammed and the countermeasures activated to ensure that no one could pick up the ships or the people on the planet, or in the system for that matter.

"Sir, we've picked up several signatures ahead. Apparently the ship was headed for an uncharted system."
"Take us out of HB, scans full."
The ship lurched as the AG adjusted for a sudden shift in velocity, and the cruiser found itself looming over a small cluster of vessels and what scanners determined to be a crash site.
"Is it me, or does it seem odd how the latest uncharted system or newly located empire is always greeted by a half-dozen cruisers that just happened to be in the area?"
"Given the number of factions in the galaxy, its a very probable occurance, sir."
"True. Send a Bakemono to the crash site with medical teams and an escort party. Tell the ships in orbit we are here to try to compensate for the disobediance of our patrol."
"Yes, sir."

"I'm from the Dominion of Theao." Sara replied

"Theao?!" all the soldiers said shocked, "My god!" they all pointed their blasters back at Sara, "Your a spy aren't you? Trying to steal Republic technology!"

Taledonian ships

Large fires and heaps of rubble now filled the area where the Taledonian destroyers had landed. Now joining the army of the undead, the mangled corpses of the slaughtered Taledonian troops, still armed with blasters and their armor, headed towards the crash site. They would be there very soon at the rate they were moving at.

(OOC: Everybody with ships that have landed at the crash site, would it be alright with you if they got destroyed by the undead or else left back into orbit for some reason? It would make for a better RP of everybody being trapped in the Excalibur while the undead legions attack. Your people can stay on the planet but just have your ships leave if you don't want them destroyed.)

"Why in the hells would I bother to come here if I was trying to steal tech. If I wanted tech it would make so much more sense to just toss a few hand grenades in here, kill all the people, then take the tech. We have no interest in your tech, we have our own, and there is no reason to take other peoples'." Sara replied

ooc: what kind of reason would there be for the ships to leave the surface?

(OOC: Unless you want them to be destroyed by the undead hordes, I suggest you make them leave. I just wanted the RP to go as everyone trapped in the downed ship, giving an eerie setting.)

IC:

The troops still looked at Sara suspiciously, knowing full that Theao was an enemy of the Republic. But they resolved to worry about the matters of greater importance.

"Would you mind pointing those away from me, it's rather annoying to be sitting on a chair facing a bunch of guns." Sara asked "If your not going to point the guns away could I at least put my helmet back on?"

"Wha..? Oh, ya, sorry. Men!" the troops dropped their aim at the women.

"Dustin! Get out front and scout the area, see where we've landed."

As the men were putting thier guns away, a small beep from the inside of the helmet beeped out. "Would you mind if I take this call, Term can get impatient and peevish when not responded to?" Sara asked the guy in charge.

ooc: say yes, so I can get the ship off-planet

"Go ahead, Sara."

At those words, the silver fluid, seemingly of it's own volition flowed up to cover both her mouth and right ear. About a minute later the skiff headed back to the Terminator and the ship lifted off. Shortly thereafter the fluid slid back down into the collar. "Thank you for permission for the call." Sara said

Kazeci landing ships
"Holy S***! What the @$^#%(_&$#@%*)&#@$^*#%)*!!! Get us out of here!"

The Kazeci bullet transports moved off the planet with lightning speed. The GASs hovered just above the ground for several minutes trying to shoot and kill all of the creatures, after all that's what they were built for. But after a short while of unsuccessful bombardment they, too, gave up and left. None bothered to warn the rescue parties.

Wave Ship X9-29

Wave Ship X9-29... Remain stationary and investigate but do not become involved, retain visuals of the planet and send all images to Tacylon Class Battle Ship Teris.

~Yurkan High Command

"Bah... So we're stuck up here still eh?" Zhera mumbled under his breath as he and the other six crew members looked at the message. The expression on his face made it all too clear what his intentions were, "...Damn, usually the Yurkan High Command would have sent us down there. I wonder whats going on?"

"Haha, you should know that well enough by now." The captain of the wave ship interrupted the rant with his own voice. He was Zheral and his tone was rather light-hearted for someone with his rank, "High Command is weird..."

"Getus out of here!"

"Sir, engines 3 and 4 are still not repaired!"

"You want to loose the rest of them?"

"No, sir!"

"Then get us out of here!"

The ship revved up it's engines, including the unstablile 3 and 4, and started to lift off.

"Engie 3 is overloading, detonation in 15 seconds!"

"Jetison it at 2 seconds! We need it as long as possible!"

the hsip lifted even more. Engine 3 was jetisoned, exploding just before it hit the ground and the undead hordes.

"Sir, instabilities in engines 5, 6 and 7! Detonation in 12 seconds. Engine 4 detonation in 10 seconds!"

"Same as last time!"

The engines were jetisoned before they detonated.

"Sir! major malfunction in engine-" an explosion rippped through the ship.


"Sir, we are down to engines 1, 10, 11 and 12, sir! We'll be able to make orbit,, but barely. Engine 1 and 10 are damaged, but they arn't critical yet."

The ship straggled into orbit, shutting down engines 1 and 10 when it got there. "We may be able to install some of the temporary engines, but the damage done was extensive. We are down to 13% of our fuel. Jump drives are ofline. Sheilds, offline. Engines at 12%. Port launch bays are damaged. Starborad launch bays are inoperable. Extensive damage to the aft setions of decks 8 to 21. Moderate damage to decs 2 to 7 and 22 to 32. Particle cannon is offline. P-beams are offline. EMCs are offline. ECM is at 2%. Transponder is fucntional. life support has sme minor damage. Fusion reactor 1 is offline, reactor 2 has light damage. Power levels down to 42%. Emergency transponder is offline. Long range comms are offline. Short range comms are funtional, but are offline for an unknown reason. 132 crewmembers dead, 25 injured. 13 are unacounted for."

"Damn... what were those things, and what did they do?"

"What the hell was that?" asked one of the soldiers as several loud explosions occured outside.

"Remerez, take a squad and check it out!" ordered Gerald, who had only now awokin from his unconscious state.

8 troops left the room and started heading towards the nearest hole in the hull.

"Can your ships get us out of here?" Gerald said to the Kazeci.

Blaster fire is heard outside of the ship.

"What the f***?" said Seargent Walton as he went and looked out the door to the room. "Sweet jesus!" he said as he lifted his weapon and started firing franticly at what looked like nothing to the rest of the surprised people. Suddenly, a giant blade sliced throught the seargents neck, severing it and sending it rolling on the ground.

The undead skeletons, which were both the original ones and the now dead Taledonian troops which still had chunks of flesh hanging from the bones, started moving in the door.

As soon as she saw what was happening Sara snapped her helmet back on, gun flipping out and she targeted the nearest 'thing' before firing into it's head.

The other Taledonian troops also began firing at the creatures that were pouring into the room. Soon, noises could be heard on the wall behind them. An explosion occured, and the wall crumbled, and in came the zombies; mostly dead soldiers with blasters and other Taledonian weaponary.

"We gotta get out of here!" shouted Gerald to the others, "Follow me, I think the kitchen isn't destroyed." He picked up a plasma pistol from one of the dead...undead...and started leading the people out. Unfortunatly, 23 of the Taledonian survivors were getting their brains eaten by the things and would soon turn into them, so out of pity, the men shot them.

Sara shouted out "I'll take rear." As she took rearguard, blasting the legs out from the zombies as well as putting rounds throught the zombies heads all the while falling back with the rest of the people.

The people ran through the halls of the Excalibur, luckily not encountering any more of the things. Unfortunatly for them, however, the red protal had spread towards the ship and was now engulfing the front of the ship.

"Can any of you get a comm link to your ships?" asked Gerald as he led the way to the kitchen.

"This is Kazeci rescue party leader calling rescue transports. Can you read me? Come in..." His calls were becoming quite frantic.
"I- I can't reach them." He stammered.

ooc: You didn't want me to get through, did you?

OOC: hope you do not mind me comeing in.
Marines are Gentically Engineered Soldiers breed from Birth to serve in the Marine Core. Transport ship contains 250 Marines.

IC: A Deatharon Marine transport was on route to help The Republic, The Emperor sent this transport to help what ever the situation was going on. The Wormhole opens as the Transport jumps into the system and hails all ships in the area, "This is the Deatharon Marine Transport ship Caprica we are here to lend assitance to the situation."

(OOC; No I didn't Kazec. Everybodies gonna die here quick.)

IC:

The red portal spread to the entire ship, engulfing it. The poor survivers were now in the realm, where they would be doomed. Through the floors of the kitchen and the rest of the ship, small portals opened up as the minions of hell rose and slaughtered any they saw. Outside the ship, lightning from the portal started pulling the ship apart.

Is this RP based on Halo? The "zombies" described sound like the Flood.

(OOC: Nope, it's not, and I'm pretty much tired of this so I said everybodies dead or gonna be dead.)

"OH GOD! WE ARE ALL GOING TO DIE!"

"We are doomed," said a Marine private the Marine sargent responds, "Yep we have just seen our furneral."

As the ship began to be ripped apart, Sara punched out the SD codes for her suit. As she finished and hit the final key, the containment fields on the AM powercore collapsed, triggering a 1/4 kilogram antimatter-matter reaction blowing a massive hole in the ship as it blown from the inside out.

The Marine ship starts moving away from the blast as quickly as possiable.

"...What the hell?!" The captain shouted out as the sensors picked up a heavily damaged ship leaving the planet's orbit. It was also able to notice the red glowing portal, which slowly enveloped the downed ship on the surface. It slowly continued to expand further still, causing the wave ship to move away quickly, like a frightened insect.