Dead Space RP

[SadDubwool]

You are one of the many lucky furs to be transfered unto the USG Ishimura..but when the red marker was found and well...spread dementia and a serious infection...




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Weapon:


Relationships:


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[Fenox Helkiin]

Name: Aakor Tigaris
Weapon: plasma cutter
Relationships: unknown
Gender/age: male/16
Quote: this is the fun part.

[Rayleonarde]

Name: Rayleonarde (Ray).
Weapon: Whatever he can scrounge up.
Relationships: None.
Gender: Male.
Age: 18.
Quote: Got me one!

[Farewell]

Name: zaida Miranda

Weapon: like dual sword but form from her armor

Relationships: none

Gender/age: female/20

Quote: f*ck yea!

[Ryan Naismith]

Name: Leon Asimov

Profession:shock drive engineer

Weapon: an oxyacetylene torch, and a (quite illegal) revolver

Relationships:none, as of yet

Gender:male

Age:23

Quote: "this is a bad idea."

[Farewell]

*zaida runs through the shuttle while bleeding from the side*
"F*ck!!" *she takes a glance back noticing the Necromorphs chasing her close to her tail* "dammit!!" *she runs into a room locking it and hear the pounding and scratches at the door. She goes to the corner holding her side trying o stop some of the bleeding*

[Rayleonarde]

Ray thrashed about in his cell, waiting for someone to let him out. "Hey! Anyone alive out there!? I want out!"

[Farewell]

*the Necromorphs hear Ray and started to go the way where he was while some ignored it trying to get to zaida*

[Rayleonarde]

Ray heard people pounding against the door, and sighed. Two claw-like appendages pierced the door, and tore it open. Seeing his chance, Ray bowled over the 'morphs pounding the door, and stumbled down the hall, dodging those that got in his way.

[Ryan Naismith]

Leon was cursing up a storm. He'd been trapped in this place for a few hours, with no apparent way those things were still pounding at the door. He was glad he welded it shut.   But he was still pissed , because the only possible means of escape was an air duct that looked dubious at best, downright dangerous at worst.

[Rayleonarde]

Ray saw his opportunity to rid himself of the straitjacket he wore. Several 'morphs were pounding on a door, obviously welded shut. Ray walked over, and stood behind them. On the backswing, one of the 'morphs cut the jacket in two. Ray smiled, and picked up a discarded pipe wrench, and proceeded to eliminate the Necromorphs. After catching his breath, he rapped lightly on the door. "Hey...any...anyone alive in there?"

[Farewell]

*zaida only panted and shook and held her wound as the creatures screamed and some left hearing Ray talking* "thank..." *pants* "God.."

[Ryan Naismith]

"Oh thank god, security's here!" He said to himself, activating his faceplate, and hiding his revolver "those things dead?"

((You didn't weld your door shut, Gaia. He's talking to me))

[Farewell]

((There fixed it))

[Rayleonarde]

Ray sighed. "Not security, friend. And yeah, I got 'em...got struck a few times, though." He panted, and looked around. Spotting a vent, he tore it open, and saw it didn't go far. "Look out, Imma let you out." He kicked the other side open, and crawled back out. "Alright...y-your good."