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Post by Danny on Aug 21, 2010 17:40:05 GMT -5
(OoC: I have no idea what any of that means. Someone clarify.)
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Post by Spartan-777 on Aug 21, 2010 18:07:45 GMT -5
(OoC: He said something about how he thought the Phantom was in space, and how he thought we were watching the ship being infected from the outside. And he wanted to have a Flood form clinging to the underside of our dropship, but since he thought we were in space, he didn't, because it would have suffocated.)
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Post by Danny on Aug 21, 2010 18:22:49 GMT -5
(OoC: Ok I'm following. When the windows opened, we'll say the hangar doors did too then.)
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Post by IndigoWolf on Aug 21, 2010 18:38:55 GMT -5
((OoC: specs: No, I said the Flood couldn't get up the lift because we deactivated it and we sealed the doors. The only way the Flood could get in is if the tore through the doors or the hull, then we wouldn't be able to leave without suffocating. Then, Ares said no, because it was his ship and he said so. Then you said something about having some cling to the outside, and one of us said that then the Flood clinging to the ship would die when we went out into space. Anyways, we were still in the hangar, we even had a long conversation about how we were going to get the hangar doors open, (go back and read the last few pages if you don't believe me). Just add in that Freya opened the hangar doors and the Phantom flew out of the ship. ))
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Post by Spec-Opp Spartan on Aug 21, 2010 18:58:59 GMT -5
(( Already done my fault again I just could of swore that we were in space but its all good as I fixed it. I will have us watch the ship jump away as I took that part out
Now that I think about Indi that does make sense with the flood not being able to get in
So doors are open get the heck out of here so I can make ship go bye bye))
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Post by Spartan-777 on Aug 21, 2010 20:42:37 GMT -5
Darman listened intently. The dropship's hull reverberated with innumerable pings and pops, leading him to believe that the hangar was in the process of depressurizing. He glanced around the cargo bay. "...I thought we weren't able to get the doors open from here."
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Post by Ares on Aug 22, 2010 11:34:25 GMT -5
Zaku drifted in the void, his expression one of scandalized indignity. The huge, golden-armored being spun awkwardly, and he roared into his comm. The continuous stream of vile epithets and expletives rolled from his tongue, flooding the channels with bombastically loud swearing in Sangheili, Old Covenant, and Human. Interlaced with the foul spew coming forth was bellowed instruction to come pick them up.. Zaku roared several times to come pick them up, or he would 'hunt everyone down and kill them slowly using only human junk food and tweezers'- however, the actual quote was far more loud, as well as much more... richly said. Zaku culminated his screaming tirade by roaring "WORT WORT WORT WORT WOOOOOORRRRRTTTT!", ending in a pitchy squeak.
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Alastair reacted immediately to being thrown out into space. While the golden-armored alien was shouting incoherently and spewing impossibly cruel death threats, the british Spartan instead clung to the nearest landmass... Katar. The nimble soldier immediately latched onto the Councilor's generously-sized headdress, his entire body fitting on top when rolled up. The redheaded Spartan's breathing increased as he began to remember all the possible space disasters... and he clung tighter to the Elite's helmet.
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Rakka squealed in fear as the comm was flooded by obscenely loud and... colorfully worded... shouting filled the lines. As the Ship Master's voice shrieked and roared in a furious set of commands- and expletives- the green-armored Unggoy darted behind Lachlan, clinging to both of his legs and hiding himself from the nearest comm speaker. The little Unggoy made sure to polarize his eye visors to hide himself more.
Justin spat a curse as his comm was overloaded by the sheer noise going through the line. It sounded like the Ship Master was pouring his entire hatred of... well, everything into his tirade. After a minute, the SPARTAN-II discovered that Zaku 'Vudem was actually ordering the pilot to fly to the bridge and pick the group up. They were apparently in space... but the Pilot hadn't discerned that. Justin tossed his sparking, wasted comlink off of his ear, and leaned into the cockpit, helmet in hand.
"Pilot!" he said, causing the Elite to turn. "They need to be picked up outside the bridge... I'd hurry, before he explodes."
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Post by Oru-Hime on Aug 22, 2010 13:24:40 GMT -5
Lyra jumped as Rakka hid himself behind Lachlan and Justin threw his sparking com link on the floor. "What was that about?" she said, reaching for her pistol. She had no ammo left, but she was determined to use it as a weapon.
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Post by Spec-Opp Spartan on Aug 22, 2010 13:51:07 GMT -5
" get off of me" growled Katar as he shook to his head to shake the human who was pathetically clinging to him...hopefully shaking him off with such force that he would be sent adrift into this systems star. Katar tightened his grip onto the Spartan's leg he was holding onto. *** Otto ripped the tentacle that was skill grabbing him off and tossed into to float endlessly into the void of space with his free hand the other was clinging to the ship so he would not begin to drift endlessly into space. He felt pressure on his leg increase as Katar tightened his grip. (OOC I suggest everyone be clinging for their lives to something attached to the ship So here is how I picture this: Otto hanging onto an antennae of some sort (like the communications one) then Katar is hanging onto Otto's leg, Alastair is still on Katar's headpiece and Zaku is on Katar's leg or hanging onto another object of the ship ).
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Post by Sparty McFly on Aug 22, 2010 15:13:47 GMT -5
(OoC: Crap's been happening. I haven't been on for a while, but someone PM me what's going on, please. I'm sorry for all these requests: moving in is a difficult time to be doing stuff like this. I'll try to participate but it's just a little difficult.)
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Post by Spec-Opp Spartan on Aug 22, 2010 15:20:08 GMT -5
((OOC Well nothing much has happened while you were gone -Bridge Team is in space and failed to retrieve Freyja -Brain Form offlined Freyja cause she opened the hanger and sent bridge team into space so they would not get infected her last act of compassion before she would of fully supported Brain Form but Brain Form did not want a traitor so he had the flood offline her power source - Phantom is going to pick bridge team up before they lose their grip on what part of the ship/other person they are clinging too before they let go and start to drift off into space. Oh and they probally only got 10-15 mins possibly less of air left.
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Post by Sparty McFly on Aug 22, 2010 16:12:46 GMT -5
(OoC: Ah. You can delete the message now.)
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Post by IndigoWolf on Aug 22, 2010 22:17:02 GMT -5
"We're moving?" Zarra sat up straight and looked around, alert, as she felt the Phantom accelerate toward what must have been the hangar door. "What about the others?" she asked, having been too distracted to overhear the news of the bridge team's predicament, "We're not just leaving them are we?"
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Post by Danny on Aug 22, 2010 22:35:09 GMT -5
"I thought that too," Lachlan grunted in reply to Darman, as Rakka grabbed his legs and the Phantom began to move, "Otto must have been one step ahead of us,"
Anau put his hand on Zarra's shoulder and shook his head with a chuckle, "I don't think so," He extended his free arm and picked up his helmet, then holding it close to Zarra's ear, so she could hear Zaku's loud, incoherent ramblings from his comm. piece. "I think they're fine." He laughed.
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Post by Ares on Aug 23, 2010 6:18:17 GMT -5
The Sleek Shadow glided from the hangar, bringing several Flood combat forms still burning themselves on the shields with it. The Flood on the hull immediately died, and the one still clinging on found the ship's main plasma cannon to be a problem once it blew up the infected in question.
The indigo dropship drifted towards the bridge area, gliding lazily around the only functional turrets... just in case the Brain Form had managed to get them online. After several seconds, it cut its ignition once above the group of of three Spartans and two Elites clinging desperately to the hull of the Bavaria. But... there was only one Elite. Then it became apparent where Zaku was.
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The golden-armored Zealot continued roaring incoherently into the comm, his eyes strained by a blood rage. Zaku's grenade launcher was in his hand, and the brightly-colored Elite began firing in every direction, going well with his nonsensical rage. While he kept screaming and bellowing, the Sleek Shadow activated its Gravity Lift, drawing Otto, Katar, Alastair, and Peace-Making Bear in. One it had gone fishing for Spartans (and an Elite), it glided over to Zaku, and pulled him in, too. One it had sucked up the group like a giant vacuum cleaner, the Phantom put as much distance between it and the UNSC Bavaria.
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