IC: "Already have a lethal señor." Emilio scans the weapons, then picks up a tranquiliser pistol.
OOC: Well you've been in RPs longer than I have. Wow, when I did I join the Castle RP? It's been so long.
"That's fine." He says, eyeing it. "Just so long as it fires we're good."
OOC: Only by a couple months of unstructured troll-negotiating. Dunno, I think it was right around when I joined the JW Board, so like August 2015 or something...
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.
IC: Oh yeah...I was a....manager there...*he stops for a second before changing the subject* I'm from Columbus, Ohio. I realize that's nowhere near Nevada, but...Columbus.
OOC:
With both of you geared now, the check-in guy motions that you can head back out. "Go claim some bunks, guys. They're in room #6."
Lucas claims a comfy bunk hanging above another and lays some items along his bedside cabinet. One is his knife, a postcard from Paradise and a small torch in case of a power shortage.
OOC: Sorry,jvwedel,can’t quote on this device. IC: Lucas smiles pleasantly and firmly shakes Andrew’s hand. “Lucas Colt.” he smiles. “From Paradise,Nevada.” He sighs slightly at the mention of his hometown. “Paradise was actually overrun by pterodactyls, and what scares me the most about this new threat is that 99.9% of the country doesn’t know how to fight it back to that accursed island.” He perks up again. “Hey,have you had any previous experience with dinosaurs. From what I heard at check-in you were working there when the first escape happened.”
OOC: No problem.
IC: Oh yeah...I was a....manager there...*he stops for a second before changing the subject* I'm from Columbus, Ohio. I realize that's nowhere near Nevada, but...Columbus.
OOC:
Lucas grins from his bunk. “Columbus,huh? I assume it’s a nice place!”
A check-in attendant looks up from adjusting a precarious pile of rifles. "Lethal and a non-lethal apiece. Apart from that, you can take what you want. Just don't take more than your current body weight."
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.
"No, I don't. But they do." He points through a sunroof window atop the warehouse at a desk. "There's stairs down over there." He nods at the edge of the roof, which has a bit of a rickety ladder attached to it.
*Climbs down the rickety ladder* =P
A huge crowd has gathered along the outside perimeter fence (chain-link and barbwire), screaming and making a general hullabaloo.
"That's fine." He says, eyeing it. "Just so long as it fires we're good."
OOC: Only by a couple months of unstructured troll-negotiating. Dunno, I think it was right around when I joined the JW Board, so like August 2015 or something...
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.
An alarm suddenly blares around the compound, and most people immediately drop whatever they're doing and rush for the doors. The check-in guys, of course, merely pull out headphones and try and ignore the uproar.
A voice rises above the others. "PARASUROLOPHUS ON THE PERIMETERS! THE DUCKBILL THING. IT'S RIGHT ON OUR DOORSTEP, GUYS!"
OOC: Images shall be provided when I mention dinosaurs, cause even I don't have 90% of their names memorized.
Lucas leaps out of his bunk and looks around. Once he hears the guard, he snatches his rifle and non-lethal from his back and dashes towards the main door.
An alarm suddenly blares around the compound, and most people immediately drop whatever they're doing and rush for the doors. The check-in guys, of course, merely pull out headphones and try and ignore the uproar.
A voice rises above the others. "PARASUROLOPHUS ON THE PERIMETERS! THE DUCKBILL THING. IT'S RIGHT ON OUR DOORSTEP, GUYS!"
OOC: Images shall be provided when I mention dinosaurs, cause even I don't have 90% of their names memorized.
Lucas leaps out of his bunk and looks around. Once he hears the guard, he snatches his rifle and non-lethal from his back and dashes towards the main door.
Immediately outside the front door almost all the inhabitants of the warehouse are crowded against the fence. Through gaps he can see that there is a Parasaurolophus grazing right outside, giving the group some rather placid stares.
Craig grabs Lucas by the shoulder. "You're up soldier. Form up by that gate. We're grabbing that dino." There is about 5 fully armed guys assembled by a nearby chain-link fence.
IC: The man point him at check-in, and a check-in guy starts him through a relatively simple paperwork sign-up.
IC: As the alarm sounds, the check-in guy heaves a huge sigh. "You think they could turn down the volume a little bit. Ugh, I feel a headache coming on already."
Once he is given his badge, Justin follows the crowd of people.
Justin gets crammed up against the fence in the stampede. He gets a first-class view of a Parasaurolophus.
Wow, when I did I join the Castle RP? It's been so long.
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. 
