Craig meanwhile grabs Lowery and pulls him aside. He points to a van being loaded up. "Hey, I hate to interrupt your progress, but let's see if we can get you transferred to this van. The team is going to need you in the field."
OoC: I’ve literally been trying to do exactly that. =P
IC: “Sure thing, boss.” Lowery starts setting up an desk and two computers in the van.
The NPCs have scattered. Eleven of them are in a transport van, two more are riding in a second cage truck, and the final three are in a muddy old Ford truck that one of them brought.
OoC: I need a driver for the van, and I think everyone’s found a vehicle by now. Can one of the NPCs drive? Unless someone wants to of course.
IC: Lucas takes the key and smiles. "You sure we won't take a minivan?" he laughs, then walks outside with Emilio. OOC: Woohoo!
"Hmm, maybe that would be a good idea." Emilio laughs as well for a moment, then continues "Well, let's hope the mission goes well. I'd hate for things to go wrong. I can imagine Craig would be unforgiving." Emilio walks up to a jeep. "This the one we have the keys to?"
"I'd assume so." Lucas clicks the keys into the lock and the door swings open. "Indeed,hopefully it goes well. Stuff involving dinosaurs tend to go wrong around here. Just ask that old coot." He points to a babbling Dr. Alan Grant. "Stories are circulating that he's Alan Grant, one of the only survivors of the original park's escape." He hops in. "Anyway.." he smirks. "Let's get on the open road!" He grins. "We taking any troopers with us?"
"Hmm, maybe that would be a good idea." Emilio laughs as well for a moment, then continues "Well, let's hope the mission goes well. I'd hate for things to go wrong. I can imagine Craig would be unforgiving." Emilio walks up to a jeep. "This the one we have the keys to?"
A soldier pops up next to them. "Want a radio? They're just ten bucks!" He cackles. "Just kidding, I'm supposed to be handing them out. Here's two. You guys have channel 4, like your squad number. Don't forget it."
"Thanks." Lucas beams, clearly amused by the "ten bucks" joke. He places it atop the dashboard, making sure it's secure for the journey ahead.
OOC: Definitely cage truck. How many people go in that?
IC: Justin picks out one of the dinosaur cage trucks. "Thanks for your help!" He walks over to the truck and looks it over. "I'm pretty sure I need a special license to drive this. Oh well! Who am I taking?"
OOC: Just a driver and one passenger, unless you need to squeeze a third in. jvwedel , would Andrew like to ride with Justin?
OOC: Alrighty.
IC: Justin, waiting for something to happen, begins examining his gun. He is about to look down the barrel but thinks better of it.
My name is Alan Grant, and I'd like to know what exactly is going on here. If I understand correctly, you're recruiting people to try and hunt downthe dinosaurs!?!? Have you any idea what they are capable of? Because I do, and let me tell you, they will hunt you down and kill you all before you even know what's happened. You need to get out of here. You need to get far, far away. There's nothing else you can do. Let the military handle this. And pray that they can.
"We're aiming for the capture, but yeah, hunting them is the alternative." The guy says. "Craig's the man to talk to. He's trying his hardest to keep us all safe here, but somebody has to do something, and the military quite frankly doesn't know where to go. They're being pulled in a hundred different directions, and anyways, foreign powers are threatening, now that they have their hands on some of the bad boys."
What 'bad boys?' You don't mean.... No... oh no, oh no, oh no. Please tell me you're not talking about...
"Hmm, maybe that would be a good idea." Emilio laughs as well for a moment, then continues "Well, let's hope the mission goes well. I'd hate for things to go wrong. I can imagine Craig would be unforgiving." Emilio walks up to a jeep. "This the one we have the keys to?"
A soldier pops up next to them. "Want a radio? They're just ten bucks!" He cackles. "Just kidding, I'm supposed to be handing them out. Here's two. You guys have channel 4, like your squad number. Don't forget it."
"A lot of people seem to make a lot of jokes around here." Emilio mumbled, then said "Sì señor."
"Hmm, maybe that would be a good idea." Emilio laughs as well for a moment, then continues "Well, let's hope the mission goes well. I'd hate for things to go wrong. I can imagine Craig would be unforgiving." Emilio walks up to a jeep. "This the one we have the keys to?"
"I'd assume so." Lucas clicks the keys into the lock and the door swings open. "Indeed,hopefully it goes well. Stuff involving dinosaurs tend to go wrong around here. Just ask that old coot." He points to a babbling Dr. Alan Grant. "Stories are circulating that he's Alan Grant, one of the only survivors of the original park's escape." He hops in. "Anyway.." he smirks. "Let's get on the open road!" He grins. "We taking any troopers with us?"
"I think I saw him once. I worked at the old park back when I was quite a bit less... Graying." Emilio said, scratching his graying hair, then continued. "We should probably take a few. Or do you think we could take this dinosaur on our own? The dinosaur we're capturing is pretty harmless after all..."
Craig meanwhile grabs Lowery and pulls him aside. He points to a van being loaded up. "Hey, I hate to interrupt your progress, but let's see if we can get you transferred to this van. The team is going to need you in the field."
OoC: I’ve literally been trying to do exactly that. =P
IC: “Sure thing, boss.” Lowery starts setting up an desk and two computers in the van.
OOC: I noticed you hinting about it, I was getting a little behind on Lowery's prep.
The NPCs have scattered. Eleven of them are in a transport van, two more are riding in a second cage truck, and the final three are in a muddy old Ford truck that one of them brought.
OoC: I need a driver for the van, and I think everyone’s found a vehicle by now. Can one of the NPCs drive? Unless someone wants to of course.
OOC: Good point. I'm going to make we had one final recruit who joined, and he's driving for you. That puts the group up to 16 NPCs.
OOC: Just a driver and one passenger, unless you need to squeeze a third in. jvwedel , would Andrew like to ride with Justin?
OOC: Alrighty.
IC: Justin, waiting for something to happen, begins examining his gun. He is about to look down the barrel but thinks better of it.
IC: A man with a basket of radios walks up to him. "Want a radio? They've got rechargeable batteries and all, no strings attached. No costs, no extra fees, nothing. I promise you, this product is absolutely free. And I can guarantee that because I was literally just handed this and told to pass these out." He hands one to Justin. "Enjoy. Your group is on channel 4."
A soldier pops up next to them. "Want a radio? They're just ten bucks!" He cackles. "Just kidding, I'm supposed to be handing them out. Here's two. You guys have channel 4, like your squad number. Don't forget it."
"A lot of people seem to make a lot of jokes around here." Emilio mumbled, then said "Sì señor."
OOC: My stupid sense of humor is making its way into this RP.
"We're aiming for the capture, but yeah, hunting them is the alternative." The guy says. "Craig's the man to talk to. He's trying his hardest to keep us all safe here, but somebody has to do something, and the military quite frankly doesn't know where to go. They're being pulled in a hundred different directions, and anyways, foreign powers are threatening, now that they have their hands on some of the bad boys."
What 'bad boys?' You don't mean.... No... oh no, oh no, oh no. Please tell me you're not talking about...
"Oh yes I am. The Russians picked up a bricking Allosaurus. And Europe's got all sorts of teeth now."
