Hostile Space Round 1

[Coral]

Everyone was strapped into their launch seats. It was an average launch day for the Distortion. Of course, all of the crew was briefed. A routine freight mission to the Phobos Outpost. It'd take a month.

After checking the fuel, I flicked some switches, turned a bunch of knobs, pressed one or two buttons, your average starship stuff.
I engaged the intercom microphone and set it to PA.
"All crewmembers will please check that you are buckled up. As you might guess, this is a vertical takeoff from the way your supposed to be strapped up."
That was done, so I got ready to call up the engine to engage the nukes.

[copyKatt]

((ina spacecraft, everyone is usually in the cockpit for launch, right?))

*Katt was doing a last minute inventory check of the medical bay when she heard the Captain on the PA. She marked up a couple more things on the list and closed up the cabinets.

Katt made her way through the immaculate hallways of the Distortion to get to the cockpit for launch.

Well, spacecrafts arent all that scary. this shouldnt be all that much different than working on the ground... hopefully*

*This being Katt's first launch, she was a bit nervous. she was wringing her hands thoughtlessly in front of her on her way to the cockpit.

She finally arrived and found her way to her launchseat. She buckled up and waited for the other to arrive so they could launch*

[Deimos]

*Sho had already been strapped up by the time the launch announcement had been made. Considering that he was still in suspension, he was under constant supervision. Thus, with no where to go and an assortment of devices monitoring his every move...Sho awaited the takeoff- its been a while since his last view of the vast sea of stars*

Psh...figures...my great comeback to space would be under high supervision...I won’t have access to anything...just yet...

*Sho carried with him a face that showed very little emotion...but one could tell that there wasn’t something right about it...*

...although...considering the event...guess I’ll enjoy the moment first...Nothing is more calming to the soul than the endless darkness of space...if only they’d hurry it up...

[Coral]

I shifted in my seat. Where was the Head of Research? Or more importantly, the Personnel dude! Thats it, im going to move it up.

I typed in the commands, but those annoying computers dont make it simple enough! Curse the americans.
[Green lights flashed, annoying sounds blared]
[The ship creaked and groaned, it started to move up slowly.]

[BugHunter]

((a little back in time))

*Tanyu is strapped in*

Tanyu: "Alright, another day another dollar"

((end rewind))

*the ship is getting launched*

[Coral]

((I feel unplaced doing first person. Ill do thrid-person. Besides, thats what I suually do. And i belive the parentheses mark ooc? Also, when you report in, use your standard radio headset or a intercom unit))

[Flick]
"All personnel report in! This is not a drill! We will launch within 5 minutes, so I was all checks completed NOW!"
[Flick]

He glanced at Katt, who was nicely strapped in.
"Hows the medical bay doing?"

[copyKatt]

((yeah, parentheses mean ooc and its just fine that you write in first person. every one has a little different writing style, thats what makes it cool. oh yeah, and some of us here use color coded or italics and stuff. in case you didnt already know, colored stuff with stars are actions and italics are thoughts. normal type is usually talking. or thats the way i do it anyway.
we can just laucnh and anyone who hasnt posted in yet can say they were just there the whole time.))

The bay? yeah, everything is fine. i have everything ill need for the trip anyway. some pretty good equiptment down there too.

*Katt took a deep breath. 5 minutes and she'd be heading into space*

[Coral]

"Yeah well, the ship cost alot. Hmm, I guess we'll just launch."
Some more button presses and flick switching...
The ships started to aim straight up into the blue yonder... and the big black.
He called up engineering.
"Prepare to ignite the nukes and alcohol."

[Deimos]

*Sho could begin to feel the roar of the ignition...his containment cell began to tremble slightly...a feeling he hadn't experienced in a while*

well, it's about time...heh...feels good...

[Coral]

The ship started to lift slowly. To anyone watching, it seemed to be still, but ejecting lots of smoke. The the nukes kicked in....
[WHAM!]
He started to feel heavy... at least a thousand pounds, and struggled to breathe. Glancing at the dials, they had just reached escape velocity. Soon, the alcohol thrusters would start, and they would grow fuel using some weed-like crops.

[copyKatt]

*Katt felt herself being pushed to the seat. she tried to take a deep breath again but it just wasnt hapeneing...*

hang in there, almost in space! all the hard work is finally paying off

*Katt relaxed a bit in thainking that. she awaited the weightlessness of space*

[BugHunter]

"Wait, did somebody say alcohol?" (i_i) !

*The force of lift-off pushes him into his seat*

"ack...!" (X_o)

[Dr. Dan]

::: Dr. Dan works in the Medical Bay :::

"Dont worry, I'll have this out in a second..."

::: The metal forceps deep in an open wound of a crew member, slowly pulling out the large shard of metal that has buried itself deep in his leg. :::

"And...almost...."

::: The engines kicked in, and Dr. Dan fell ontop of his patient, pusing on the forceps to help himself stand up. The patient screamed and promptly fainted. :::

"er...whoops......well that makes things easier...."

[copyKatt]

((dan, please this is a serious rpg... there would be no reason for a person to be removeing a metal shard out of someones leg during take off... so knock it off or be serious))

[BugHunter]

((ooc: The guy wrote it in the middle of school too... And Dan, you didn't create a character sheet for him!))