Joe doesn't round the corner to the medbay, standing still for a moment. He then looks around the corner, the rifle at the ready to paint the thing on the far wall if it isn't a human.
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@Gunther Since when was I fueled by dreams without a goal?
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@LadyAnnaLee I won't hope to understand what you're going through right now, so I can only say this: No storm lasts forever. Take care of yourself, and it'll be alright, in the end.
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Understandable. Have a good day, nonetheless!
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@Ruby Do you, too, require emotional assistance?
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@LadyAnnaLee Or so you thought. *Long-distance hug.*
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Alright. Put that in the Characters post?
Joe: "Acknowledged. Is that thing gonna pass the airlock?"
He begins heading out of that sector.
He begins heading out of that sector.
Do we get to decide what kind of machine they are? What's their Equipment/Using?
Joe: "Damn. He's done for. SAI, what's your status on controlling the airlocks and bulkheads?"
Welcome back.
When you're back, can you give more information on the Robot class?
I'll wait for you. Roleplaying by yourself isn't much fun, plus I don't want to accidentally break canon.
Too close to run. Too far to save. Compromise, Joe, compromise.
Joe: "GUARD! HAUL YOUR ASS! TOSS ANY WEIGHT! DIVE WHEN YOU COME AROUND THE CORNER!"
Joe goes to the opposite end of the hallway, dropping the pistol and unslinging the rifle, dropping into a firing position and checking how much charge the rifle's got. Doesn't matter. Out of time. Let the training take control. Just like the simulations, just like the field, just another tally. He steels himself and prepares to gun down this nightmare, this creature.
Joe: "GUARD! HAUL YOUR ASS! TOSS ANY WEIGHT! DIVE WHEN YOU COME AROUND THE CORNER!"
Joe goes to the opposite end of the hallway, dropping the pistol and unslinging the rifle, dropping into a firing position and checking how much charge the rifle's got. Doesn't matter. Out of time. Let the training take control. Just like the simulations, just like the field, just another tally. He steels himself and prepares to gun down this nightmare, this creature.
Abraham Nietos
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Str: +4
Dex: 0
Con: +6
Int: +5
Wis: +5
Cha: 0
HP: 14
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Age: 33
Gender: M
Bio: Abraham Nietos, often simply referred to by Abe by most who know him, was born in Los Angeles, and his father immediately left him with an unemployed, drug-addict mother, and he spent most of his early life below the poverty line. However, at the age of 9, his mother was arrested due to possession of drugs and several other charges. He was sent to a foster home, where he was brought up decently well, though he still bears the scars of his early childhood on his body and mind. He got onto the right course, though, and began education quite late. He was a star at engineering, especially mechanical engineering. He later joined the Army Corps of Engineers, right out of high school, and was selected by his commander to join the I.S.S. Alpha mission due to his outstanding abilities to do what needs done and improvise when all seems lost.
Appearance: Abraham is a 5'5 brown male, with short black hair and brown eyes. He's heavily muscular, from years of military work and wrench-swinging. He's heavily scarred, especially on his forearms and the backs of his calves, from close encounters in combat. He has a sort of analytical look to his eyes, though, as if when he looks at a piece of machinery he's thinking about how best to break it down and reassemble it to be better, faster, stronger.
Class: Engineer
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Equipment: Toolbox (x1), repair kit (x5), Maintenance flashlight (x1). AA battery (x4). lv 3 Engineering-card (x1). lv 2 Key-card (x1)
Using: Engineer suit, Engineer gloves, Engineer leggings, Engineer boots, Engineer helmet.
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Str: +4
Dex: 0
Con: +6
Int: +5
Wis: +5
Cha: 0
HP: 14
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Age: 33
Gender: M
Bio: Abraham Nietos, often simply referred to by Abe by most who know him, was born in Los Angeles, and his father immediately left him with an unemployed, drug-addict mother, and he spent most of his early life below the poverty line. However, at the age of 9, his mother was arrested due to possession of drugs and several other charges. He was sent to a foster home, where he was brought up decently well, though he still bears the scars of his early childhood on his body and mind. He got onto the right course, though, and began education quite late. He was a star at engineering, especially mechanical engineering. He later joined the Army Corps of Engineers, right out of high school, and was selected by his commander to join the I.S.S. Alpha mission due to his outstanding abilities to do what needs done and improvise when all seems lost.
Appearance: Abraham is a 5'5 brown male, with short black hair and brown eyes. He's heavily muscular, from years of military work and wrench-swinging. He's heavily scarred, especially on his forearms and the backs of his calves, from close encounters in combat. He has a sort of analytical look to his eyes, though, as if when he looks at a piece of machinery he's thinking about how best to break it down and reassemble it to be better, faster, stronger.
Class: Engineer
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Equipment: Toolbox (x1), repair kit (x5), Maintenance flashlight (x1). AA battery (x4). lv 3 Engineering-card (x1). lv 2 Key-card (x1)
Using: Engineer suit, Engineer gloves, Engineer leggings, Engineer boots, Engineer helmet.
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