Dead Space RP

[Ryan Naismith]

"Right." He said to ray, crawling after him "well thanks for-" he pauses mid sentence, noticing that he had a straitjacket "uh... What's... Why do you have that on?"

[Fenox Helkiin]

Aakor is trapped inside of the engine room desperately trying to get in contact with someone. Every ten minutes he'd say into the radio "hello? Is anyone there? I don't know what's going on. I've been trapped inside of the engine room since the alarms went off. Please if anyone can here me please respond." Yet for the past three times he's had no answer.

[Rayleonarde]

Ray shrugged. "I don't know...and I really really don't care. And, considering I just let you out of your little janitorial jail, neither should you. Come on, let's look for others."

[Farewell]

*zaida took a deep breath and started to pull out a sharp claw piece that was 6 inches long and 3 inches wide* "F***CK!!" *she finally get the piece out and throws it across the room* "dammit!!" *she starts to wrap herself with part of clothing off dead bodies*

[Ryan Naismith]

"Wait." Leon says, holding a hand up "my radio." He could hear someone talking. Something about the engine room, but his signal was all buggy.
"Hello,hello,hello!" He said, "this is Leon Asimov, repeat, Leon Asimov, an one last time, Leon Asimov. Say again, engine room. Say again."

[Fenox Helkiin]

"Oh thank god!" Aakor cries out down the radio. "I was starting to think I was alone. What the bloody hell is going on out there?"

[Ryan Naismith]

He fiddled a bit with the holo-dial, hoping that that would clear the interference. It did.
"I have no idea. Been locked inside a closet pretty much this whole time. You were in the engine room, right?"

[Fenox Helkiin]

"Yeah. I just went in here to grab some tools and the damn doors shut me in and then the alarms went off."

[Ryan Naismith]

"Shiet." Leon goes "Aakor? Is that you?"

[Rayleonarde]

Ray peered down the hall, and moved back to Leon. He grabbed his muzzle, and lifted a finger to his own lips, signaling for silence. A few large Necromorphs shuffled down the hall, one kept turning his head this way and that, as it listened for living things.

[Fenox Helkiin]

"Umm. I don't know. I can't remember much. There's this huge spire like thing down here though."

[Rayleonarde]

Ray whispered into Leon's radio. "Do not touch that. Do you understand?" He pulled Leon farther away from the group of Necromorphs, and continued down the hall. "There should be a utilidor somewhere near by."

[Ryan Naismith]

He gulped slightly, and drew his revolver from a concealed holster on his engineering RIG, while following him down the hallway "hey!" He whispered, revolver in hand "I've got this!"

[Rayleonarde]

Ray shook his head. "No...no you don't. Come on." He pushed on a door, and found it locked. "C-Can you kick it open? I'm a little tired."

[SadDubwool]

Name:Jacob Chase


Weapon:Javelin gun and Ripper


Releationships:None


Gender/Age:Male/21


Quote:I'M GONNA DIE!!!