[EVENT]
Owen awakes with a start, his eyes bolting open. His eyes flashed around the room. It was a standard medical room, and he could hear voices and movement outside. His door was locked and sealed. There was a dead body with a hole in its head and a gun in its right hand in the corner. The body was also missing its left arm, a large pool of blood forming in the corner, A member from Owen's team. He had killed himself and saved Owen... Owen's armor had a slight gash on the helmet plating but otherwise, he was okay, which must've been what knocked him out. His armor was still on and the rest of his supplies were in the corner of the room, near the corpse. Investigate the noises? [Yes/No]

"and whats wrong with Unitology?" I replied to the man named Eric.

"Wait, are you two Unitologists?" Steve said, as he thought about the current situation. "Ok, lets not start bashing heads here, I'm sure we can all come to an agreement that doesn't end in bloodshed," as Eric brandished his machete. Steve strongly disliked Unitologists, so he understood Eric. "Eric, don't loose your head, we're all in the same boat here, Just trying to survive. We've already been attacked by mutants, we don't need survivors turning on each other. Do you understand me?" Steve said to Eric, trying to stop the fight before it even begins.

Jasper saw Eric in a small piece of broken glass. The voices in his head might have been right for once and Jasper didn't want to admit it but when he saw the machete in Eric's hand he knew he had to stop Eric's path then and there. Jasper spun and had the rivet gun under Eric's jaw in a second. The cold metal muzzle was pressed up into the soft tissue of Eric's lower jaw. "Eric I don't know what some Unitologist did to you or anyone you know, but what I do know is that I have saved your life once today and it would be a horrible waste of a rivet to decorate the opposite wall with that brain I know you have. So use your brain Eric. I'm not here to hurt you or convert you, and by the marker if you don't start using your head you're either going to get me, you, or some other innocent soul dead."

Jasper's eyes were cold and solid. His face was deadpan. His hand didn't even shake a little. The trigger of the riveter was mere nanometers away from his fingers. One soft stroke and Eric would be a lifeless corpse on the ground in a pool of his own blood. Jasper didn't want this to happen. "Now Eric, I'm going to head to the bridge. Hopefully Steve and Jordan will join me to find what the fuck happened here. So you have one of three choices: 1 You come with us and have a better chance at survival, 2 you go your own way and die, or 3 you decide you can't stand I'm a really bad person for being a unitologist and try to strike me with that machete there which ends with you lying in a pool of blood with an empty skull. It's your choice."

"Jesus!" Steve exclaimed, as Jasper had the rivet gun up to Eric's jaw in a second. "Fuck me! Why can't we just walk down a hallway without causing bloodshed! Jesus Christ, get a hold of yourselves! If you all want to survive, stop trying to kill each other! God dammit, Stop acting like children fighting over a toy, we could die at any turn, any moment! Whats the point of fighting if we could just die right here. Fuck!" Steve shouted, pushing the rivet gun away from Eric's head. "Now, can we just get moving, i can here things in the vents," as Steve heard rustling in the vent above them.

[ERIC]
"A Unitologist killed my family and damn near killed me. Something about a 'great cleansing' and he thought he was the hand of the markers will. He got me sent to this horrible orphanage... They starved us, they beat us, it was horrible. So I ran away. I lived on the streets for years, fighting to survive. These 28 years I have existed in thus wretched universe have been enough. So why don't you just pull the trigger. Right now. Make us all happy!" Eric said and gripped the end of Jaspers gun and held it to his own throat, hard. "Finish the job the last Unitologist couldn't." Eric's eyes were cold, his face expressionless, as he stared at Jasper.

Jasper stared back at Eric then pulled away. " The time will come for you to die, but it will not be by my hands." He turned back to Steve "Let's head to the bridge and hopefully we can find out what's happening." He kept an eye on Eric and raised his helmet. The faster they made it to the bridge the quicker than can fix things or escape.

[EVENT]
Just as soon as Eric pressed the button on his helmet to close it, sealing him in the suit, a communication chirp came from everybody's RIGlink. A fuzzy image of a woman projected from everybody's RIG. The picture faded to static then back to normalquality, occasionally fading back to static. She had long brown hair and was wearing a plain civilian RIG. She said with panicky haste through a fuzzy connection "Calling all survivors on the ship. We have food and water and safety in the Bridge. Please, we need any and all surviving engineers, soldiers, anybody who knows anything about how to get this ship working again... Somebody to talk to... Please, we need your help. There are many of them just outside our room, So don't get yourself killed... You're all our only hope. We need to work together to get through this... Knock thee time and you will be prompted with a password... The password is Hopeless... You'll be safe after that... Lauren Out..." and the video feed was terminated.

"Well we need to save someones ass now." I said to the others, "now we at least have something to do besides killing each other." As i glared at Eric.

Jasper activated the guider and began walking slowly to the bridge. "It's this this way." He just walked the line on the floor. The ship seemed more dark than ever before, it wasn't fair that this beautiful ship was now a dying hulk. At this thought Jasper lowered his head a little. He needed a picker up so he brought up a small hologram and tapped into it. The projection disappeared as soft music began to flow from the micro-speakers in Jasper's helmet. The music was from an extremely old band. It made him feel more relaxed and he let his mind drift a little but still kept alert to his surroundings. He thought of his parents and his siblings back on Earth. He just wanted to live through this so he could go visit everyone and take a trip to Chicxulub and see the statue of Altman. He hummed softly a long to the song as he walked along.

[EVENT]
A very loud slithering can be heard above your heads as you begin to walk. A Large, slimy tentacle about five feet long bursts from an air vent and wraps around Jasper's neck, lifting him off the ground about a foot. Dropping down from the vent was a very large creature, about eight feet long, the long, slimy tentacle attached where the human's arm used to be. It had a second tentacle on the opposite side, which lashed out and knocked Steve on his ass and wrapped around Jordan's waist. The creature had normal Slasher bladed arms protruding from its back. It's stomach was torn open and it's intestines made up the tentacles. It's body was stretched to make eight feet long. It's legs were fused and twisted together to make a snail-like tail, at the end of which was a throbbing, glowing, yellow sac. It's most notable feature was that where a head should be, a three foot long bone spear protruded from it's spine. This was the necromorph Jordan foolishly forgot to finish off. Residual DNA signals from his Javelin mutated this slasher. The "Spearhead" dragged Jordan closer towards him and held Jasper up off the ground. He slowly brought Jasper closer to his slasher arms to tear him apart. He dragged Jordan and leaned over, pointing it's bone spear directly at him, the spear retracting into it's back, preparing to launch. It's thick tail was coiled behind it, the explosive sac about two feet from it's torso. Eric jumped back, and got knocked down by a Drag Tentacle, which promptly wrapped itself around his ankle and dragged him in short bursts towards a hole in a wall of the main Doctor's office. A Leaper drops down from a vent on top of Steve, landing on him and tries to bite him.



[OOC: During combat situations, EVERYBODY involved with the combat has to post before the story can continue. Take "Turns"; Give the Necromorphs a chance to strike back. DO NOT do combat in a single post, because the enemy never had a chance to attack. This turn system will be much like the Dungeons and Dragons turn system.]

Owen opened his eyes. and nearly panicked because he couldn't see anything, then he realized he was looking at the ceiling and it was dark. He tried to rise but was stopped short by a headsplitting pain on the side of his head, he ran a gloved hand over the side of his head and felt a bandage, crusted and hardened with dried blood on one side. He slowly got up and found himself on a padded exam table, and that his right leg was sluggish and stiff, further investigation revealed that he had another crusty dry bandage on the outside of his right thigh. Then he began to remember. Owen had been attached to a security and dispatched to the cargo bay to respond to a disturbance, there they had been ambushed by several abominable creatures and his team had been slaughtered, but he couldn't remember how he ended up here, in the medical ward. He slowly sat on the edge of the table and activated the helmet retracter on the back neck plate of his RIG. The helmet began to extend out of the armor and link with the other pieces of the helmet, forming it around his head and face, and then it finished as the visor slid down and connected to the bottom of the face plate. Then he looked around the table for his missing thigh plate, he found it and placed it on the square gap between his knee and pelvis plates, and when he pushed it in, he heard a click and hiss as it locked into place and sealed his RIG.Then the medic remembered he had his medical bag and pistol with him and wondered if whoever saved him and brought them as well. He slowly looked around the room, letting his helmet light illuminate everything, then he saw it across the room, a white bag with a red cross in the center, and a small object next to it. Owen stood up slowly, everything screaming in protest as he moved, he took a step with his right leg and had to limp as it almost gave out under him, he used the other exam tables in the room for spport as he slowly limped to the counter where his gear was. As he walked, the stifness began to ease up and his muscle began to coordinate again, and finally he reached his bag, and to his relief his pistol as well. After checking to make sure everything was in his bag, he placed the pistol in his holster, and to his delight found that whoever rescued him didn't remove the two pistol clips from his belt, he then brought up the holographic map on his RIG. Owen remebered that in case of an emergency, all USG Encarta personel are to report to the Bridge, he found it on the map and was relieved that it was close, all head had to do was take the medical ward elevator up to the bridge level and walk a straight 50 yard corridor and he 'd be that the bridge's door. He limped to exam room's door, took a depp breath to steady himself against whatever he might find, and opened the door.

[ERIC]
The drag tentacle dragged Eric very fast down the corridor, stopping to coil up right in front of Owen as he opened the door. The hole that Eric was about to be dragged down into was three rooms away. Eric panicked and started hacking away at the tentacle with my machete. I screamed at Owen and said "Shoot the yellow part!! Fuck!! Help me!" I clawed at the floor, trying to get away from the tentacle and sliced at its slim fingers attempting to break free.

As the song hit it's chorus the tentacle wrapped around Jasper's neck. It was trying to choke him to death and getting pretty close. The song was still flowing into his brain as he thrashed about and tried to shoot the thing holding him hostage. "Mother fuck someone help me-' It tightened its grip around his neck stopping his pleas for help.

[RULE UPDATE]
{IF YOU DO NOT POST ONCE AT LEAST EVERY WEEK, YOUR CHARACTER WILL BE PAINFULLY "REMOVED"}

Steve yells as the Leaper lands on him, knocking the wind out of him as well. Steve reached for his plasma cutter, but it was just out of reach. "Fuck, somebody help me!" Steve screamed as the Leaper attempted to bite him.

In one last desperate attempt to save his own life Jasper unloaded an entire clip of rivets upward. He coughed at his closing air pipe as his fingers reached for the toggle on the rivet gun. The switched flipped and a furious maelstrom of rivets was summoned that tore the tentacle apart dropping Jasper to the floor. As his body hit the deck he rolled over whipping out his plasma cutter and fired straight at the creature above him. Screams ensued from him as he loaded a new battery in and unleashed hell unto the creature.