11-04-2015, 08:37 PM
(11-01-2015, 09:07 PM)Marxon Wrote: *is currently in a sizable ship in deplorable condition, having only 5% of it being pressurized, the rest riddled with holes caused by an unknown weapon. Unfortunately due to the fact only the flight deck has emergency oxygen supply and self sealing plating, 99% of the crew was sucked out into space.// continuing from this
One survivor remains, a tall and skinny avali who awoke from inside a cryopod and by some miracle made it to the bridge*
Hmmm...
*he removes and turns on an audio recorder he picked off the dismembered head of someone he never knew and starts talking as he gets situated in the pilot seat*
Hull integrity below 10%, reactors running REALLY hot, and diagnostics paint this as being a kilometer long ship of unknown purpose and loadout, that was recently used for target practice for a whole fleet...
Damn, the only things working are sublight thrusters with enough stored energy for one short range jump, life support for this auxiliary pilot seat and the cramped room it sits in, this pocket comms reciever, and some of the wiring leading out. I'm completely lost though and running out of air.
Guess a blind jump can't hurt.
*an awful grinding can be heard as the ship prepares for one last jump*
C'mon, hold together a little longer...
*the ship successfully hits ftl, for 2 seconds before it very roughly falls out of it, with a planet very close and a silvery dot in the distance*
Oh boy.
*grabs his radio and turns it on*
This is the, whatever it is coming in from, damn navigation is dead... Reverse thrusters are not responding and I'm headed straight for you!
If you have any tugs ready I could really use the help! Just look out for a uhhh, black hunk of metal headed your way!
*turns off the radio and stares at the screens*
Huh, the center of the ship has 2 freaking huge metal spheres with what seems to be a spinal battery between, could be gyroscopic steering units... here goes nothing.
*yanks a small control stick to the left, and suddenly the whole ship starts turning on a dime until it's forward thrusters are facing the direction of travel, then the thrusters go full throttle as the ship eventually comes to a stop, 20 km from the station*
// well theres... something
// yes it's kinda half baked but ill explain more later, a lot to throw out at once I know
*he sets off the distress beacon as he's on the edge of visual range of the station. Then goes back to the place in the cargo hold he awoke in*
Hmmm, why was I placed in the middle of this place with nothing around?
*presses a button on the back of the pod, causing it to reveal a black and dark blue exosuit. It's made up of thin and angular interlocking plates, and is loaded out like an armored EVA suit, complete with rebreather and small thrusters*
Huh, says Marxon on it, is that my name?
Might as well put it on.
*slips on the suit with great ease*
Perfect, fit...
Well, might as well gear up, could be pirates for all I know.
*effortlessly slings an anti armor rifle over his back and holsters 2 assault rifles, not pistols to his sides*
Well, might as well try to access the ship's logs and such, would like to find out what the hell happened.
*he returns to the cockpit of the 500 meter long vessel and quietly awaits someone to come and investigate the beacon*