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Exactly what I was going for.
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Hello all :) I've been RP-ing for about 15 years and these days nearly everything I write is through PMs. I'm getting back into this site after taking a break and am mostly looking at starting a few 1x1s but I might jump into a group RP if I'm tempted enough.
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Exactly what I was going for.
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Mwahahah! My subtle manipulation snare's working. >D
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I want you to press the big friendly definitely not a lethal death trap red button. Plus someone needs to help Farvis with that locker before you lose the shuttle.
Fifteen seconds left.
I don't trust you. GUYS, IT'S A TRAP!
Sorry my post is a little short, I wasn't sure how @SimplyJohn wanted us to open the door.
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That's the plan if the big red button works
BUT WE DON'T KNOW ABOUT THE RED BUTTON.
DAMMIT NOW I WANT TO PRESS THE RED BUTTON.
Marga walked passed Farvis as he approached the locker that looked welded shut. As curious as she was to its contents, she figured she'd let Farvis take the risk of opening it. Then if she liked what was inside, she'd just take it - well, eventually anyway.
The special environmental suit she had taken from the shuttle felt strange on her person. Unused to wearing such things as they tended to slow one down and limit one’s abilities, Marga hoped there would be enough power left in the ship to enable them to activate the basic life support functions. She did note however, that the grip the suit allowed her to maintain on the floor was a point in its favour. The thief was quietly adjusting her small taser gun onto the outside of her suit and pondering how they were going to get the Gygan inside the Lone Star with them when she spotted the Syndarian who had introduced herself as Seyvn Spades standing in front of a console clearly meant for opening the next door. Having preformed a bit of work in that neck of the woods before, Marga had heard of Sevyn’s impressive reputation as a pilot and made a mental note to ask for some pointers from her once this was all over. For now though, Marga knew there were more pressing matters to attend to - like the fact that they were all about to become space mush in under thirty seconds if they didn’t open the aforementioned door.
“Not to brag, but codes, algorithms and cracking them are sort of my thing, love,” Marga said, coming to stand next to the Syndarian. “Right, let’s see what we’re dealing with."
The special environmental suit she had taken from the shuttle felt strange on her person. Unused to wearing such things as they tended to slow one down and limit one’s abilities, Marga hoped there would be enough power left in the ship to enable them to activate the basic life support functions. She did note however, that the grip the suit allowed her to maintain on the floor was a point in its favour. The thief was quietly adjusting her small taser gun onto the outside of her suit and pondering how they were going to get the Gygan inside the Lone Star with them when she spotted the Syndarian who had introduced herself as Seyvn Spades standing in front of a console clearly meant for opening the next door. Having preformed a bit of work in that neck of the woods before, Marga had heard of Sevyn’s impressive reputation as a pilot and made a mental note to ask for some pointers from her once this was all over. For now though, Marga knew there were more pressing matters to attend to - like the fact that they were all about to become space mush in under thirty seconds if they didn’t open the aforementioned door.
“Not to brag, but codes, algorithms and cracking them are sort of my thing, love,” Marga said, coming to stand next to the Syndarian. “Right, let’s see what we’re dealing with."
@WilsonTurner My character is originally a foreigner too and moves in some shady circles. Perhaps their paths have crossed or will cross shortly because of the latter?
You could just try pressing the big red button Simon found, not that he's told any of the others about it yet.
I'm pretty sure that in every movie ever, when you press the big red button, things get much, much worse.
I'll have a post up this evening. Do you mind me writing a blizzard?
Congrats on your medal!
Congrats on your medal!
@TTwoThumbsUp You alright with Marga helping you crack the code or do you want to do that by yourself?
How are we planning on getting Hundred into the ship?
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