Game Character Adventure Chapter 1: Point Introduction (Open. PM Daye.04 first)

[Daye.04]

The old man stopped. "Against the supressing 'government', my friend. This machine has to be stopped before it's too late. And I have honestly no idea how to do so. If you stick around long enugh for the next attack, you might see what I'm talking about" he said before walking off with Samus

 

[Shapsters]

Yoshi sat down on the ground, what was this injustice?!?! He was no horse, he was more of a man then that bearded monkey will ever be!!

"Yoshi" he sighed as he looked at his surroundings, flipped over cars, real exciting. He took out a robot and some batteries and began entertaining himself

 

[Daye.04]

Spoiler: Samus' tale - if you want to, and are not Samus, you can read this. No problem. But I do it this way to make it possible for people to stay as much in character as possible. By being able to not read what happens where their characters are not present

The old man walked with Samus until the front line. Samus could see a very destroyed part of the highway. It was a miracle it was still standing.

They came up to a table with maps and drawings. "If you're gonna be my second in command, I'm gonna have to know your name, mister" Samus looked at him. "Samus' the name". The old man looked slightly confused. "Samus? Like .. Like a girl?" He looked at Samus. "of course. I should have known it. It's allways the girls who's the best combatants. I mean just look at your fellow crew. There's a doctor, a kid with sports gear, and a guy with a guitar ... Hardly an army. But you on the other hand. Right, of course. It's girls and animal-humanoids who's the best." Samus responded by looking at the drawings. There was a big drawing of the highway with a lot of circles on it. Samus pointed at the circles. "What are they supposed to mean?" the old man looked where Samus were pointing "Mines. We've put out mines all over the highway. This way we'll take out their foot-troops as soon as they come near. But we have problems with the arial attack. They like to send missiles with head-crabs in. And ten minutes after that, they pull a crapload of soldiers out of transport-ships asses. Right in the middle of this camp. We gotta have a way to take down air-force before they have a chance to do any damage. We're too few to deal with that kind of soldiers in the middle of our camp again. Last time 40 people died" the old man pointed at a pile of ashes. It was huge. Samus nodded

The old man looked at Samus. "We've only got M4s and deagles. You have any ideas?"

 

[Flying-Emu]

Spoiler: This will soon be...

A pair of operations. I will have them up tonight. Don't expect them to be quite as profound as the first; that was more to establish the complexity of operations. These will be a bit simpler, although, if Daye wishes, he can assign the wounds rather than having me make them up.

 

[Daye.04]

Spoiler: Stiles, Zelos and Scouts tale

Stiles got inside the tent. He was uncertain for a second, but did not let it show. He ordered his two assistants to get the operation table ready. While Zelos and Scout were readying the table, Stiles examined the wounded soldiers.

First off, he looked over the lethaly hurt soldier - He had several gunshot wounds in the stomach region. Stiles counted four wounds. As the soldier were still counscious, it didn't seem likely that the gunshots had gone through any vital organs. When he checked the wounded soldiers leg, he could see that it was blackening all over, and smelled awful. This patient had been given so much morphine that he was at the edge of falling into a drug-induced sleep.

One of the major injured soldiers had gotten his arm ripped off. It was obvious that there was no doctor who had stitchet it together, as the stitches were starting to fall apart. This patient were uncounscious.

The other major injured patient had several stab-wounds in his back. Stiles counted three stabbing wounds. He also had a gunshot in his thigh. This patient were conscoius while moaning and groaning.

The two others had pretty much the same injuries. One or two gunshots to one arm, and a cut on the other. Both of these patients were sound asleep

 

[Zombie_Fish]

"Hmm..." Samus thought about this for a while. "Well, it seems that what they're doing is sending in the more powerful troops first, and leave the troops to finish the job off, so we need to find some way of taking the head crabs out with as little ammo wasted as possible. How many trained personnel do you have currently?"

Spoiler: Daye

Do you mean any specific type of M4 or just M4s in general?

 

[Daye.04]

Spoiler: Samus' tale

"Uh, okey ... Sounds like an allright tactic" The old man replied. He pulled out one of his weapons [http://www.impactguns.com/store/media/gemtech/gemtech_M4-02piranha.jpg] from beneath the table "So you think these are enough to stop them? We have like ... 20 of them. Many of the guys had these weapons, but they died. More fopr us, right?" Samus didn't appreciate the joke too much. This was a serious matter, and she had to figure out a way to deal with it. "As of how many trained soldiers we have ... Uhm .. Two injured, and four including me are trained in assult combat. The two ladies are trained in ambush .. And that's it .. You think there's hope for us?"

Spoiler: OOC

That's what you gotta ask him, Fish. I give you guys all that's happening. As you probably know, they have only two types of weapons here. He's not used to have to be more specific than "M4" or "deagle"

 

[Zombie_Fish]

Samus analysed the gun. "Hmmm, two ladies trained in armed combat and four healthy men trained in armed combat, against a load of headcrabs, missiles and soldiers. The odds are slim, but possible. However, we need to come up with a strategy. What I'm worried about the most is the missiles with the head crabs. We can't let them near our base otherwise they'll leave a massive hole for other troops to get in."
She put the gun down. "An M4-02 .223 Suppressor. I would like to use these either on the troops when they're sent down, as these should be able to take out the majority of them, or when the missiles are coming at us, to help us avoid being struck by them."
She looked again at the map. "Is there any way we can avoid the missiles? Say, if we managed to destroy them in flight or something?"
She tried to concentrate harder. "What if, we put most of the combatants, Zelos and Wolf further out slightly, and equip them with the M4s. As it seems that they are more likely to fire the missiles at the edge, to open it up for the foot soldiers. Then if me and Sheik stay in the middle with the rest of the troops, equipped with the desert eagles, we may just be able to hold them off. What do you think about that."

Spoiler: OOC

Feel free to tell me it's terrible, I'm not very good at strategy games.

 

[Daye.04]

Spoiler: Samus' tale

"This is all well and good, Samus. But remember - I'm a sergeant. Therefor also a master strategist. And I see flaws in your strategy.
First off. Don't mind the soldiers. They will be taken out by the landmines. There's no way they could send enough soldiers to survive twenty landmines. You agree, right?" the sergeant continued without giving Samus a chance to counter. "My say is that we have two of our guys standing in front of the mines, shooting any soldiers that may have a slight chance to pass them. Then we have our two ladies in the middle, to make sure there are no living foe remaining in our base." the old man pointet at the four stratetic points surrounding the base. North, west, south and east. "We'll have one more of our soldiers with me on the east part. You know. Where you guys left your horse. And then I want two four of your guys on each north and south side with M4s. And then I reconn you should be more than able to handle the few five or six head-crab-missiles. Along with the ten minor missiles. You see how that strategy is flawless? No offence, miss but strategies are kind of a man-thing" the sergeatn concluded with a wink. He then sat down and lit a cigar

 

[Shapsters]

Yoshi twiddled his thumbs, he wondered what was going on and why he couldn't join in. He suddenly heard something and saw planes flying in. Zombie began eating his face.

"Yoshi!!!" he warned, "Hello!!!!!!!!!!!!"...


Yoshi sat up, he realized it was all a dream.

"Phew!"

 

[RagnorakTres]

Ratchet had taken a seat near the edge of the minefield, simply because minefields always seemed like awfully safe places to him. "Well, Ratchet, it would seem we have a rare moment of peace. I'm going into sleep mode for...wait, is that what I think it is?"

"Depends on what you think it is, Clank. If you think it's a transformation pad for you, you are correct. If you think it's a pink and yellow zebra, however, you are wrong." Ratchet said as he stood up. "Let's go. I'll go tell the others, you get yourself set up."

"Alright." Clank said as he ran off towards the glowing pad. Ratchet walked over to the door Samus and the old man had disappeared into and knocked. The door opened and the old man looked out...and then down.

"Look, son. I know you want to help, but war isn't a kids' game." he said.

"Then it's a good thing I'm not a kid, isn't it? I might be short, but that's because I'm not human. Anyway, physiology aside, I wouldn't bother you, but we have a new asset."

"And what would that..." *CRASH crunch CLANG RRRRRRUUUUUUMMMMMMBBBBBBLLLLLLE rattle...tinkle..."Mrrrroowww!" "Fluffy! are you OK?"* Clank rose out of the rubble of the Wasteland like...well, like a giant robot standing up over a nuclear wasteland. There's really not much you can compare that to. The old man's cigar hit the ground shortly before his jaw.

"Figured you ought to know we have a 50 foot tall robot with fists the size of small cars on our side. Thought that might alter your strategy slightly. Good day to you, sir." Ratchet walked back towards the now Giant Clank.

 

[Sir Pysco Sexy]

The Scout wasn't much for medical knowledge, he'd been in his fair share of scraps and fights so he knew about pain inflicted by guns, but he'd never once before considered how he'd handle a situation where he would have to help put people back together from such a wounded state.
Looking over the wounds of the men was making him feel sick, so before the Doctor needed his assistance he decided to go just outside the tent to get some fresh air and calm his nerves.

He hadn't stepped out of the tent for two seconds when he notices the tiny robot transforming into a giant-iron-behemoth. "You shittin' me?! Hell, when shit hits the fan... I'm stickin' to that guy!" The sight of this giant machine bred seemingly only for battle made The Scout feel a bit safer.

Whilst he was outside the tent he decided to restock on the ammunition he'd used in the previous days fighting, taking shotgun shells for the Force'A'Nature, and SMG rounds for his SMG. The Scout decided that he'd shaken his duties in the make shift hospital long enough and headed back inside to await instruction from Stiles.

 

[Zombie_Fish]

"Then it's settled. If me and Sheik take the north, Wolf and Zelos protect the south." Samus said. She felt slightly insulted by the general's comment but deep down inside, she knew it was partly true. She was never that good a strategist as she usually handled things on her own and almost never had to control others before.

It was then that Ratchet walked in. She just stared blankly at the gargantuan robot standing outside, but thankfully no-one could notice it through her visor. She started scanning it instantly.

"Astonishing." she said to herself. "I've seen giant robots, alternate worlds and ancient security systems, but nothing this... unbelievable. A tiny robot that can just suddenly grow into a giant of proportions unknown. Nothing on my scanner picks up on this, even the metal is new."

She turned to the general. "He could help take out the airplanes, but without the headcrabs causng chaos, we should easily be able to take out the troops sent in by air. He could make it easier but we have no necessity for him really, from what you've told me. What's your opinion on it?"

Spoiler: OOC

I changed it after recieving a message from Daye which I personally agree with. We don't want to just blow everything up as that doesn't make for a good storyline, which is why I'm turning down the fifty feet tall robot idea now.

 

[Daye.04]

"ARe you kidding me?" the Sergeant responded to Samus. "I've never trusted something mechanic that thinks of its own. And with good reason! See where that got us! this ruined city is entirely a thinking mechanic constructures faul! The thinking box is the solely only blamable for this! And you want me to make the same damn mistake again? Not fucking possble." the sergeant brought Samus back into the tent.

Spoiler: Samus' Tale

"bringing the reason to all this destruction back to our doorstep." the sergeatn began as he and Samus walked back to the table. "Damn them, I say. Damn them all to hell!" the sergeant were still a bit shaky from his shouting incident outside. "Allright. We'll go back to our original plan. And you're wrong once again, miss. No, you're not supposed to take any side. You're supposed to stay in the middle, and take out missiles. Us others are supposed to stay on the sides and take out troopers. Agree?"the sergeant looked at Samus with an expectant smile

 

[RagnorakTres]

<spoiler=OOC>Alright, since the 50-foot tall robot thing seems to be a bit over the top, I'm thinking about changing it a bit, a little plot twist if you will. I have a couple ideas, tell me which you like better.
Ratchet and Clank were mistaken, it wasn't a transformation pad, but rather an illusion brought on by a confusion broadcast. Clank realized it and is running towards Ratchet as quick as he can to tell him that there is apparently another robot that either a) just is a fifty foot tall behemoth or b) is an illusion.The pad was a button that activated an ancient security system.
Votes? Other ideas?

 

[Flying-Emu]

Stiles grimaced. The soldier was close to death. Stiles glanced back, and cursed as he saw that there was no usable anesthesia. "Without anesthesia... what I wouldn't give to have Angie here." He violently pushed away the thought. This was no time to be distracted.

Stiles pulled on his gloves and began.

He talked the patient through the operation. He asked the soldier about his family, his friends, how he came to be in the horrible situation as he made the initial incision.

Carefully, Stiles used his eye-mounted magnification device to zoom in on the man's stomach, and discovered four bullets, lined perfectly together, embedded in the surface of the stomach lining, with acid leaking from the wounds. Gritting his teeth, Stiles withdrew the bullets one by one. He was able to prevent major tears in the stomach lining, and swiftly stitched the flesh together.

Stiles glanced at the decaying flesh of the soldier's leg and sighed. "Sir, I'm afraid... there's no way I'll be able to save your leg." The man, in his drugged stupor, did not respond, finally slipping into unconsciousness.

Stiles stiffened. "Bring... bring me the saw."

 

[Falconknight06]

"Wait a second doc," Zelos said with a thoughtful look on his face, "this world is different then mine, but maybe this will still work." Zelos began to wave his hand around in a controlled pattern before saying "First Aid" and a green light surrounded the wounded man and then dissappeared. The man's wounds had all closed up, but Zelos had passed out.

 

[ae86gamer]

Sheik was near the others as they all spoke. Not knowing what the plan was but not wanting to butt in on their conversation. He stared at them for a few minutes before he finally walked over to them. He saw Samus and the old man.. Sheik didn't remember his name.

"So what is the plan?" Sheik asked in a calm voice.

 

[Daye.04]

<spoiler=OOC>Alright, since the 50-foot tall robot thing seems to be a bit over the top, I'm thinking about changing it a bit, a little plot twist if you will. I have a couple ideas, tell me which you like better.
Ratchet and Clank were mistaken, it wasn't a transformation pad, but rather an illusion brought on by a confusion broadcast. Clank realized it and is running towards Ratchet as quick as he can to tell him that there is apparently another robot that either a) just is a fifty foot tall behemoth or b) is an illusion.The pad was a button that activated an ancient security system.
Votes? Other ideas?

Spoiler: OOC

Allright. First to respond to your options. The second option. An ancient security system? Have you even been paying attention? We're in a middle of a zombified previously very modern city. With buildings like it was New York. And you're saying that no one noticed this button before, and Clank all of sudden found it?

The first option. I'm fine with either. I'll let you, the players, decide.
Either have a semi-small boss fight (As a boss fight at this time around would be most unfitting), or have it as a illusion left there some time after the zombification. Your choice.

And a bit of info:
Remember - this is not AA. YOu guys don't have GM powers all around. It's not your duty to make up the story. Your duty is to move around in it. Listen. I don't mind you guys coming with ideas. But I do have some ground rules regarding that. First and most important: Confer with me first. Send me a PM, explaining the idea before you post anything about it. If you really want your idea to be the next post, just place a placehold, telling people that you're awaiting my permission. As I am the Main GM, I don't want you guys to run around making the story without my concent. Secondly. Post it in fair time before any event, if you want it to happen before the said event. Like this. The upcoming battle being right around the corner, and Ragnarok bursts in with a giant robot in the last seconds. Remember that I have a plot and story, and map and everything laid out allready. So if you want to introduce plot-twists, you'll have to give me time to integrate it to the story.

Like Ragnarok have allready done previously. He had an eida, and asked if I could do it. It was in a manner so that I were able to find a way to insert it to the story.

I thought I'd just take this oppertunity to tell you about my visions for this. It's not a serious RP. Not very. Think of it as a game of Dungeons And Dragons. You guys are players, and I'm GM. In dungoens and Dragons, you don't get to decide what lies ahead. That's something I've allready made. The thing is that you guys are not supposed to make the story. I make the story, you guys react to it. You guys interact, and I react to that.

Comparison if you must: It's more serious than AA (Read: a game where you're Main GM in every post. You have to move the storyline forward, and you take control over everything. Here you're not main GM. You're GM over your and the other players' characters, and some interactions that don't require my attention. You are in no way responsible for making the story. All you have to do is make it clear where you want to head - and if you want to head (For the sake of the example, let's say east)east, even though your team wants to west. Then you just give everyone info about that in your post. And when people have decided where to head. I'll take on the moving forward, as well as explaining everything around you as detailed as possivle - thus making you guys able to act more on your own.

It is less serious than Dastardos Cop Lyncher or Teen Titans. It's RolePlaying for fun. Wich means that if your character is a stupid twat, you act like a stupid twat. Live your character, and imagin you're that person. Add some personality of your own choice if you will. The point is to have fun - in a world I've created. The point is to act out all the actions and such of your charcerts - to interact reasonable and creatively with whatever I throw you in front of. Keep in mind I'll allways make sure you're more than capable to overcome everything I throw at you - because it's supposed to be a fun way to get to your final destination. So you don't have to chime in with super-powers, tanks or robots to get through. You can do it perfectly fine with your basic abilities, and a bit of thinking.

If you want to play this game as a complete freestyle, where you have no limits, then I'm sorry. That's not how I created the game. And I'd really wish you didn't hate the game I created so much that you have to take over my job.

 

[Zombie_Fish]

"Agreed then." Samus acknowledged before looking down at the maps on the table, and hoping things will turn out for the best.