As you get close to the gate, you notice a crowd of people yelling and screaming. A Parasaurolophus is grazing just outside the perimeter fence, though it has moved a little bit away due to the excessive amount of noise the compound's occupants were producing. The gates open.
"Well then, fellow (i don't think you ever mentioned the check-in guys' names??), it seems we have reached an impasse. The opener dilemma remains unsettled, most unfortunately" =P
OoC: Thank you =D
"Oh bricks, whatever, you can use the opener. FRANK!" That last bit was aimed at a random guy stumbling past with shaving cream still lathered on his face, and rifle in his hands. "This fellow wants to use the can opener. Take him over, and I don't know, make sure he doesn't take pictures of stuff or something."
Frank walks over.
OOC: No, they don't have names. I named this guy though.
"Now, sir Frank, let us flee from this boorish rabble posthaste" =P *Begins attempt to leave the warehouse area with Frank* =P
IC: Emilio takes the pistol then awaits further instruction.
OOC: ...I feel as if I should've understood that. Wow, that was a long time ago. I'm planning on rejoining, but as a different character 'cause Lexos is kinda dead right now and lost in a battlefield.
The check-in guy is fingering ammo packages, trying to ignore the outside noise. "Blasted alarms. There must actually be a dinosaur out there for once, or they'd have shut them down already."
OOC: In the original RP we went to go "fight" some marauding trolls, and ended up giving them vegetables, if I remember correctly. RuleJJ is working on a soft reboot, so coming up in a bit there will be a great oppurtunity to start over. I think I might be going for a new character too, haven't decided.
OOC: Yeah, RuleJJ notified me today. I'll rejoin as a new character and help out. This may be your chance to join as a minotaur.
Craig also grabs Emilio, and shoves him towards the gate. "You look smart. Call the shots on this. You lead the foray. Non-lethals only, unless that thing attacks."
OOC: LegoAgentFigure , hope you don't mind me moving your character outside, I wanted to get you in on the action.
OOC: Alrighto, that's fine. Sorry, I missed your reply to my last post. Just catching up now. I'll reply to the most recent post of yours.
OOC: Okay, I'm about to head out on vacation, leaving tomorrow and going to be gone until the 3rd, maybe 4th. I'm leaving LegoAgentFigure in charge while I'm gone, he will have control of all my NPCs (Craig, check-in guys, Frank, etc.). Rock on, guys. See you in a few.
OOC: Okay boss. I will try my best not to mess things up.
Craig decides he has enough men gathered, and gives the guards at the gate the thumbs-up. They open the gates.
Andrew, Lucas, Emilio, and 7 NPC soldiers are released outside.
OOC: Enjoy your holiday, Con! IC: Lucas loads his not-lethal and dashes outside with the others. "Looks like we're in charge." Lucas whispers to Emilio and Andrew."What's the game plan?"
OOC: batonmaster500 Your last post didn't go through, I think. The latest I CON see of yours was the one requesting more specifics on the weapons. Wasn't sure if you knew.
OOC: I was hoping to know what lethals, non-lethals, and gear you had.
OOC: Basically anything you can think of, I'll let you have as long as it's not too OP. But here's some options:
Non-lethals: Automatic electric rifle, semi-automatic electric rifle, tranq rifle (small shot capacity, more likely to work ), tranq pistol (only a couple shots), electric pistol.
Lethals: Shotguns, rifles, automatics and semi-automatics, pistols, blunderbusses.
General gear: Tactical vests, backpacks, belts, smoke grenades, tear grenades, tranq gas grenades, stun grenades, actual grenades, ammo belts and ammo containers, ammo itself, flashlights. I feel like I'm missing a lot of stuff here.
IC: *They both take a tactical vest and a backpack. Both load up on shotgun ammo, pistol ammo, and tranq darts. Martin picks up a few smoke grenades. Martin picks out an automatic electric rifle. After looking over the lethals, he picks up a "rifle" and a "pistol". He takes rags to put over the barrel to silence them. Dustin takes a "shotgun", a "pistol", and a "rifle" . They both take attachable flashlights for their guns. They also take walkie-talkie type radios , trackers, and anything that i might think of later on. They walk out of the room and stand near the wall, waiting to see what is going to happen.*
OOC: I don't know why, but the comma has to be weird and be on the next line after the spaces.
"Wow, so that's what a dinosaur looks like." Justin looks around for someone official-looking. "Hey, does anyone know what we're supposed to be doing?"
Craig is pushing his way to the front, wading through the men and yelling names and positions. He grabs a gun and shoves it at Justin and points to the warehouse roof. "Up there, till this is over. Give us some cover."
Justin takes the gun, somewhat bewildered, and begins trying to find a way onto the roof. Eventually, he finds one, but has difficulty actually climbing up. This is the point at which he realizes he is not entirely sure how to use the gun, but he figures it out anyway and begins trying to fire at the dinosaur.
"Oh bricks, whatever, you can use the opener. FRANK!" That last bit was aimed at a random guy stumbling past with shaving cream still lathered on his face, and rifle in his hands. "This fellow wants to use the can opener. Take him over, and I don't know, make sure he doesn't take pictures of stuff or something."
Frank walks over.
OOC: No, they don't have names. I named this guy though.
"Now, sir Frank, let us flee from this boorish rabble posthaste" =P *Begins attempt to leave the warehouse area with Frank* =P
OoC: That makes sense I guess =P
IC: "But what about the can opener? And what about the others? We can't leave them just like this." Frank asked, confused, but follows anyway.
OOC: I dunno what Con was talking about, so I'll just leave the OOC chat alone.