Dead Space: Salvation IC

[xGabrielx]

Introduction

Our story takes place on a densely populated space station, dubbed the "Sprawl". The marker that was retrieved from the The USG Ishimura, but the ship itself was heavily damaged and most, if not ALL the crew have been reported deceased or missing. It has now been locked down for some reason and is undergoing some kind of sweep of the entire ship. However... Something is wrong, people have been complaining of headaches and hearing voices of long dead ones, and now some sectors of the station have started having hardware and software problems for days now.

This was just a normal, everyday for you and you may have thought it was going to continue this way, too bad you were wrong. The Church of Unitology and the government hide dark secrets behind closed doors, but soon those doors will be open and it will begin...

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Upright city = Security Sector B5

Reports of riots and unitologists gatherings had been coming in all morning to P-sec but the most worrying of them all was the fact that there was a hostage situation in Upright city = Public Sector A2 where a large park was located. With P-Sec forces spread so thin right now, just like every other department on the sprawl, they were forced into sending SWAT and even their heavy hitting out into the field to take care of such situations.

"Come in, Jimmy you there? Come on I know you are, pick up. We need you on duty as soon as possible, we got a shit storm out there today..."

The rookie Ken Mineford called over the radio to his partner, the person he had been stuck with to learn off of, to get his butt out of bed. Though he tended to butt heads with Jimmy he was a ok guy, always followed what directions what Jimmy gave him no matter they were, a young guy willing to learn, heh sounded like one of those hologram shows no?...

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Mining Operation

The call had gone out a little while ago, the call to return to the sprawl after someone threw both themselves and another into the drill piece... Why? No one knew yet, heck no one knew what the heck was going on right now with everything going hey wire and even the people acting strangely. Either way it wasn't safe down there anymore. The team that was meant to spend the day down there got called back up to the sprawl, and right now they were waiting for the elevator.

"Ok sound off. Ozzy?"

"Here"

"Mat?"

"Don't worry, I am a little bruised from that flying peice of rock but I'm fine."

The guy said as his leg was bleeding a little, even with the armor.

"Right, don't worry we will get you patched up. Jonne, you ok?"

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Upright city = Public Sector A2

It had seemed peaceful, in fact it was as if none of the other problems on the sprawl were even touching this place... Well that was until but a few moments ago where a man dressed in white doctor's coat had grabbed a off duty miner from his family in the park and was now pointing a medical plasma cutter right to his neck, muttering something against the guys head. The people around them just tried to calm him down, but every time they even tried to get close he would press the plasma cutter against the guys neck... Only a few could hear what he was muttering.

"No... You wont get me, change me... I don't want to be like them, no, no, not like at all. If I get rid of you then maybe I can stop it! B---what if you are not one of them? What... No, you are making be doudgt myself.. right? ...."

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Unknown location = Rebecca Cross

Rebecca Cross ducked inside of her office as a shot ricocheted off her left arm, burning her coat, but thankfully the door closed just in time to block the bullets and stop the men in white coats and the officers beside them from coming inside. She knew she had limited time, she had to grab her research and make sure these fools couldn't obtained what she had learned. After collecting the data she swiped the access card on the maintenance vent in the office, but before leaving she opened up her desk and pulled out the Divet from inside... She never liked gun, but if she had to she would have to defend herself if they caught her.

Soon they forced their way inside but Recy was long gone, now storming her way down the corridors, a memory and key card in hand, and a gun in her belt, she looked back to see if anyone was following her still. She had gone through a lot for her work, but now everything was falling apart they were after her for some reason, and not only that but they were after others as well... It didn't matter anyway, she had to make it to the tram station but that meant going through the public sectors to do so. Either way it would give her cover from the men in white jumpsuits. Unknown to her, she would soon come across more than a few surprises awaiting her....

[experta]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r1OM5gWGDkU
High above street levels a lone shadow was flying from roof top to another, skillfully climbing, sliding and dealing with everything in it’s path. Nick was just running leasurely at his own pace and enjoying his music when he was contacted.

“Hey Blazer, dude, I hear you’ve been hanging out near Public Sector A2 recantly.”

“Your point?”

“You swing by and you don’t even come to pay your respects? That’s cold man. You still hitting up street cred? You need to stop wasting your time and start earning some real credits.”

“I’m doing fine thank you very much.”

“Dude just hear me out ok? You know those kicks you’ve been saving up for? Well, I got solid info from a Sec guy on a truck delivery time. While that thing is in transit it has just a driver and a second rate security system on it. There’s going to be a ton of goodies. Easy pickings, just got to...

“Hey Blazer.”

“Hi Kitty.”

“Hey we are busy discussing work do you mind?”

“You didn’t show at the meeting spot last night. All the top teams were there, just wasn’t the same without you.”

“Sorry, I’ve been busy lately.”


“Bu bu, you better show up next time.”

“I will.”

“Promise?”

“Yeah yeah, promise. Ziggy, like I said, I’m not intrested, right now I have to go. Talk to you later.”

Nick cranked his music up again and went on his way. Looks like he was up for a worthwile night. Power was unstable tonight. He dropped down to street level and hastily entered the park to make some easy credits. After isolating a few vulnerable vending machines Nick used his modded PDA to suck them dry. In just a few minutes he had hacked and sucked dry 3 machines. He figured that would be enough for a while so he started to make his way out of the park.

[Robot]

"You're sure about this, Isiah?"

"S-sure? Sure. Of course. Heh. Yes. Sure. Sure as can be. Are you Sure? No. Wait. Sure? I-"

Alexander Froch revved the Disc Ripper to life. The menacing sound of a diamond-coated tungsten blade blotted out Isiah's last words, digging into his chest, igniting a torrent of blood that splattered everywhere. Alexander felt bones under the saw blade writhe, then crackle away like egg shells as streams of blood continued to drench him. Fortunately, Alexander wore a full body plastic covering, so his lavishly tailored suit wouldn't get ruined. He made it a habit to always keep extras with him for last minute business meetings like this. Alexander had plans after this and it was important he looked his best. After a few more seconds of senseless butchering to a well-past dead victim, Alexander turned off the ripper and sighed. An underling of his had been watching from the door. Jon Irons, a new recruit sent from a backwater colony by the Crownsmen. Alexander didn't like him all too much. Apparently he had been yelling at him to stop already, but Mr. Froch was too into his work to take notice.

"Shit, Boss! I said stop like ten seconds ago!"

If this grotesque murder didn't get a rise out of Alexander, a peon shouting orders at him surely did. He carefully placed the ripper on the wet ground then marched over to Jon and decked him, full swing. Alexander's fist smashed into him like a bloodied mallet, but he was strong enough to not go down. Good. Jon winced, clutching his jaw as he sharply glared back at Alexander.

"Clean this place up. Its filthy." Alexander said without a hint of emotion. "Snag whatever organs you can from him. You'll get full commission on whatever you can rack in." The angry creases on Jon's face smoothed out into a cheery smile. Suddenly, his jaw didn't hurt so bad.

"That's it." Alexander returned the gesture with his own. "That's the Jonny boy I know. See? Money is the perfect medicine." He slapped Jon on the shoulder as he undressed the plastic covering, careful not to get any blood on his person.

"Some shit is going down Boss. Sprawl is actin up. Those Unis are rioting the streets!"

"I know. In any case, it'll keep P-Sec out of our hair for awhile. We got two shipments coming in today, hot-and-ready. As soon as we process them, I need you and the rest of the guys to start distributing it out to every dealer we do business with in the public sector. Make sure they don't skimp out on the payment either. This stuff needs to disappear fast, you hear me?" Jon nodded as he rolled up his sleeves and sorted through the cleaning products at the nearest corner of the room.

"Good. I got some kid's birthday party to go to. Perfect chance for me to scope out the sector. See what these Unis are crying about this time."

"Bring me back some cake?"

"Yeah, just make sure you share with our new friend here." Alexander scoffed, glancing at the disfigured body of Isiah before exiting. "Clean down the saw nice and good too. I won't take long."

[mast3rlinkx]

Contrary to what Mineford thought, Jimmy was already awake for almost an hour already, and was in the middle of his morning workout. When Ken called, Jimmy was benching 500. He was SWAT, the best of the best. He had to stay in excellent shape, which meant daily workouts. When he received the call, the bar clattered onto the frame. Even when the human race is advanced enough to crack entire worlds in half just to mine resources, they still found no better way to work out than physical weights. His RIG was attached to his bare back, already synced and with a full health bar. Besides his RIG, he currently wore only a pair of thin cloth trousers, which was what he usually wore beneath his RIG anyway. He'd grown accustomed to the feel of the metal against his back long ago. Jimmy was what many would call handsome. At 40 years old, one could easily make the mistake of assuming him to be in his mid 30's. His hair was short and black, with his face shaved of all facial hair. His skin was slightly tanned as well. Wiping his face with a washcloth, he press a button on a portion of the RIG that extended over his shoulder to take the call. He grimaced as he was told of the shitstorm they had, and knew who was responsible before he checked his radio. Reports of Unitologist riots were coming in, and P-Sec was spread thin as it was with those riots occurring. To make matters worse, there was a hostage situation in the Public Sector, and, with P-Sec spread so thin, SWAT was being called in. It was going to hell out there ever since they pulled that rock out of the Ishimura. The rock worshipers were getting bolder, claiming that rock was a second Black Marker. "Get ready, and meet me 500 meters south of the situation. Bring your divet. I'd rather avoid killing anybody if at all possible." He snapped off his communications and took the canvas suit of the RIG out of his locker and slipped it on. The RIG automatically clamped onto the edges of the suit, which had a slit in the back to make room for the RIG itself, sealing it. He pressed a control on it and the armor was deployed, spreading from the RIG over the jumpsuit before forming the helmet. About a second after the helmet was formed, a soft white light issued from the visor slits, and the holographic interface hanging off of his neck lit up, telling him his vitals. Jimmy opened his gun locker and removed his pulse rifle, divet, and combat knife. The blade of the knife was the same as that of the plasma saws used by miners. Dull until you activated it, and once you did, plasma arced over the blade. He put the knife in its sheath on the side of his boot, locked the divet into its holster on his hip, and clamped the pulse rifle to his back, with it running parallel to the health bar. His preparations complete, he left his apartment and headed for the rendezvous point.

[xGabrielx]

Upright city = Public Sector A2

"Understood Jimmy"

The guy always had a problem with calling him sergeant for some reason, though at least he followed orders well enough. Mineford picked up his Divet out from his weapons locker and started to gear up; he hadn't been given any of the big toys to play with yet other than his pistol and the armor. Didn't want the rookie harming others or himself for that matter, though he had been shown to be capable so it was mainly a cation thing. He had to take the tram in order to get to the Sector but it was a short walk from where he was and thankfully he got there before Jimmy so he could scope out the situation. Though that may have been a bad idea as when people started coming over to him to ask him to help this man he couldn't and the more he told them he was waiting for another officer the more people got upset...

"I hope Jimmy gets here soon..."

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Upright city = Medical center = Rebecca Cross

The hospital was just cram packed full of the hurt and the dying, but the worst thing? They had to close off a entire wing just to be able to store the bodies, but soon they would have to force cremation... She had to get off of this station before it completely fell apart at the seems, but she had barely even made it to the tram let alone the public sectors.

"Hey, have you seen the two bodies I placed for processing?"

"Well maybe they were taken inside?"

"No, I mean that I took them inside for processing but no one has been inside the wing yet to do it."

"Don't be silly, you likely just lost em, come on I bet I can find them"

"How can I lose a body? Thats just silly you know"

The two interns voices got silenced by the closing door, the frosty cold air from the entire wing that had been dedicated from treating the dead spilled out onto the floor and was pushed towards Recky, giving her a chill right up her spine. She couldn't help but think on what the two of them had said about the bodies and with her waiting to get through the crowd of people to the public sector she waited....

[experta]

After completing his "job" Nick left the park like he was never there, silent and no traces. He climbed to one of the tallest buildings in the sector he could find and sat down. He poped a video recording on his PDA. A recording of the stunt that got him scared. He watched it over and over, mezmorised by it, the highest moment of his life... but it was in the past now. He needed more, he could do better... but not right now. After about an hour the chilly night air started getting to him. His old wounds started acting up. It was notmal for this weather, what was not normal was his hand shaking of a painkiller. For a normal person this might have been a problem but fuck that, he was no drug addict, he needed this stuff, his body hurt damn it. He reached out to take a pill but his painkillers were dry. In his frustration he threw the empty bottle away. As much as he didn't feel like it, it was time to go to a hospital to grab more pills. The pain was making him a little sluggish but this city was his playground and it was not about to hinder him. It was not long before Nick ended up in front of the closest hospital. He realised shit was not right before he even went in. What the hell was going on here? Inside he couldn't spot a staff member, they were few and busy as hell. What kind of accident had happen for so many wounded to be here? Curious but not enough, he came here for drugs... solution to his pain, whatever. He got thrustrated that the nurses were ignoring him so he jsut yanked one to a stop.

"Excuse me but I need a perscription for painkillers..."
"You will need to go through a cheak up first sir."
"I am not a drug addict if thats where you are going at I just need..."
"Doctor. Can you handle this?"
"No I just...ahh...."

The nurse called out to a woman in white that was standing around looking free.

[xGabrielx]

Recky nearly jumped out of her skin when her staring was interrupted by someone calling out to her, which as it turned out was a nurse asking her if she could handle a patient. She must have thought that Recky was a doctor at this place, well a white lab coat would give that impression wherever you went, though the real problem is that she couldn't say she wasn't a doctor could she? No, if she did that she would ask for her ID or just outright report her for trying to sneak into the hospital or something, so it looked like Recky was going to play along for now, even if she liked it or not...

"Uh... Yeah sure! Come along sir, come into the treatment room here"

Giving a gesture to the large closet like space that had been transformed into a fast treatment place for those who were not as hurt as the others were. It was amazing what people could do in so little time, though the reasons were less than impressive, given the large amount of people that were being treated at this place and all. After moving into the room with the man she gave a small sigh before taking a look at him. He didn't seem hurt or anything, other than the big burn scar on him, though it was old so whatever he wanted it couldn't have been that importent, or hard to do right?

"So, what can I help ya with today?"

[experta]

"I told the nurse I am here for a perscription about painkillers. I have some old traumas that are acting up because of the chilly weather outside."

Nick took off his jaclet and shirt, exposing his upper body.

"Can you make it fast? I am not a fan of hospitals and I am sure you are really busy..."

He didn't like the idea of going through a cheak up but he figured going agaisnt the current won't get him far right now. Recky cought Nick's eye for a moment though.

"Say, aren't you a little too young for a doctor?"

Apperantly anyone could be a doctor these days...

[xGabrielx]

"En't you the master of knowledge? Just because I am young dosen't make me dumb like you heh. Also we are in space... Its always chilly"

She reached over and grabbed him, trying to turn him around so that she could get at his rig. If she was allowed to read the number on his rig she would bring up a hologram from her left arm and tap up a basic diagnostic on the guy. Other than a few strains on his joints and the clear burns. She looking around and grabbed a listening device from the selves so that she could hear his heart.

"Yeah, so all you want pain killers? YEah well here"

She reached up and grabbed a bottle to give the guy, she didn't care and anyone with real pain didn't need this, they needed stronger stuff.

"You know how to take em right?"

Of course she had not even tested him like he normally was for this...

[Hellbot711]

Graves sat inside the medical area analyzing blood samples from a engineer that had come back complaining that he had been exposed to a toxic liquid while on the job. He turns around after finishing and watches as several people begin to file into the room and into surrounding examination rooms. He doesn't pay them any mind instead he turns around and continues with his work.