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Everything seems to be going fine... He thought.
Feet still stinging from the floor trap earlier, Tremersynn held his position back down the corridor. He tried to look as nonthreatening as a heavily armored guy with a giant hammer could; maybe the team diplomatists could avoid a dangerous fight here...
Tremersynn looked around the bare hallway and shrugged. No hiding for him.
"OK, let's label that one as 'do not touch'" Tremersynn said, looking over his half melted armored boots.
"Yaaaaaa!" Tremersynn yelled as his feet started to singe through his armor. Turning about, he hit his jump jets and roared down the hallway to get out of the floor section that was burning him as fast as possible.
In his heavy armor, Tremersynn doesn't feel it at first.
Cautiously, Sgt Tremersynn worked his way down the hallway, examining the area around him for booby traps and radiation.
"All clear!" He called out.
Tremersynn looked around for booby traps.
"Hey guys, I've got a rad spike here, close to the corpse..." Tremersynn said, backing up.
Wandering over to the body, Tremersynn casually glanced at it.
Tremersynn proceeded cautiously up the corridor, stepping over, around and under the vines and other vegetation until he encountered a T intersection.
Tremersynn shuddered at the memory of those tendrils trying to penetrate his armor.
No extensive vacations in sight for me. Just a Vacation day once in a while to burn off Vacation hours before it hits the cap.
Tremersynn took one blow easily on his heavy armor, but another got through a weak point to do actual damage. One of the plant like tendrils surged out of its headless neck towards his eyes, only to skid fruitlessly around his faceplate. Round 4 "Gah! Watch your face boys! They're going for me eyes!" He shouted.
Round 3 Tremersynn continues to press forward, enemy attacks pinging off his heavy armor and shouting as he slammed his assault hammer into the foes ahead of him. for a possible bludgeoning damage.
Growling with frustration, Tremersynn ejected the spent case and put the rifle back on his back.
for a possible bludgeoning damage.
"Guys..." Tremersynn rasped out over the unit channel; "Whatever it is we stirred up, there's a whole lot more comin' down the corridor!" He hauled his rifle out of its scabbard, leveled it at the nearest threat and fired.
To get a better look at this new guy, Tremersynn hit his helmet lights
On spotting the humanoid shape, Tremersynn pointed and shouted;
Tremersynn looked back at N-1.
"OK, guys, I don't see any rads above background. But what's causing this green glow then?" Reported Tremersynn over the link.
Again, Tremersynn checks the area (especially the green glowing pools) with his basic rad detector.
Tremersynn watched the drone come back and touch N-1.
After his first swing glanced aside with a spark or two, Tremersynn swore aloud.
Tremersynn will walk around the crystal to the other side to give room for the others.
At the appearance of the blue crystal formation, Tremersynn slammed his face shield down and sealed.
"Yeah, let's get off and search around. All this stuff is gibberish to me." Growled Tremersynn
Tremersynn scratched his head.
I posted. Gameplay Post 606.
Tremersynn was leery about entering the cryopod, sitting down he was going to let the big brains go first... up until he realized he would be excluded from being official crew.
In the pod: [Would you be willing to share your DNA for research and future projects?] "Uh, OK." [Do you want an augmentation which will allow telekinetic communication with the ship?] "No." [Sterilization should not affect you but kill all foreign biological agents, this process will take 3 hours. Upgrades can be done at the same time. Are you ready for an upgrade?] "Yes." [If so what would you like to upgrade?] From the list, Tremersynn selected "Perception" and "Strength".
Trem picked up the ball, puzzled. He started when it transformed into a readout pad.
"Hunh, this stuff looks alive. Should we be messing with this just now? I mean, cool as it is." He said, scratching his head.
"Hunh. Never seen a door like that before." Tremersynn said, tapping it with a finger.
"Ah, all talk. We won't know anything until we lay our mark 1 eyeballs on it. Let's go already." Tremersynn said, swinging his rifle up and settling it in his holster.
"Sounds good to me!" Said Tremersynn as he donned his new helmet and stood up with a pneumatic hiss. He had taken the time to write "Anovus" across his nameplate and painted his Master Seargents rank as well.
"Hey look at this!" Tremersynn said, pulling out a dust covered military crate from the back.
After several hours working to fit the Shield generator to his armor, Tremersynn sat back from the lunch table he was using as a workbench with a sigh.
"Hmm, that Personal Shield Generator looks interesting..." Mused Tremersynn aloud.
Tremersynn orders another Chef Salad and a tunafish sandwich, just to compare with his earlier order.
"That them?" Asked Tremersynn when the replacement cores are discovered.
Hearing the hologram, Tremersynn yells out to anyone in the corridor.
"Well, the food looks good, but it's somehow... almost tasteless. Not sure how else to explain it." Said Tremersynn, face screwed up trying to think.
Bursting out into the corridor, Tremersynn yells out; "Hey guys! Found the galley! Good news and bad news on the food front!" He said, while munching on a tunafish sandwich as well.
Looking warily at the salad, Tremersynn said "Uh, Ranch please."
Startled at the appearance of a translucent lady, Sgt. Anovus rubbed his chin in thought.
Opening the Second door on the right, Tremersynn gasped at finding the Galley.
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