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Brock Gronah

An Average Guy

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a character in “Sepex Prime”, as played by Quantumlegacy

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Brock is an average guy standing at about five feet eight inches. He has short black hair,a bland face, and normally wears solid white t-shirts with grey sweatpants.

Personality

Brock is the silent type. He only speaks when spoken to for the most part. He's smart but that only got him so far. He is easy enough to get along with but doesn't tend to keep his friendships long. He's also been at home with the plant life around him, which is why he'd made a hobby out of a garden.

History

He grew up in a average house and never had problems with anyone. He always got along with people in the respect that no one really cared he was there. As such he kind of floated through his early years. Eventually he got in too a reach out program for young children being promoted by Jolly Industries. They were searching for future employees in the faces of tomorrow. After that he ended up moving to an on-site facility where he spent the rest of his young adult years training. He'd volunteered during that time to go on the planned space mission to the new planet. So when the time finally came for the mission with the public he was ready. He'd already been to the planet before on one other mission, one of many Jolly Industries has been doing since the discovery of the planet. He's also been trained in botany and other things to help his usefulness after proving to be somewhat of a natural green thumb already.

So begins...

Brock Gronah's Story

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It was dark in he room even with the faint glow coming from the cold-sleep pods. These were some of the few still working, he'd been wandering for what had to have been a day in the ship. Brock scratched his head slowly as he peered in from the doorway. He hadn't seen another working or even occupied pod in any of the areas he'd checked. He still couldn't remember anything but his name. He'd found a locker in the room with him that had his name on it. It had his thing but none of the things that were supposed to trigger memories did.

Confused he had searched the entire room, all the pods had been empty and lockers still fully stocked. Most of the doors on the ship seemed to be locked or offline so he hadn't been able to explore much of the area, but he somehow knew that he was in one of the lower decks where much of the cold-sleep pods were stationed.

Quickly he moved from the doorway towards the first working pod it had the name, "Heron, A." Label across the glass in bold white letters. Taking his hand he wiped the surface of the glass revealing a middle aged looking man. The frost was starting to cake over his body. He shuddered thinking of his awakening. The door jammed to his pod trapping him inside. Near naked in his skintight cryo-suit, freezing and without memory he pounded on the inside of his pod ripping the tubes from his body. He was trapped in the pod for what felt likes days before a tremor ran through the ship and reset the power in his pod. The door unlocked and he quickly forced the pod open.

Brock left the pod alone for the moment moving about the small room, checking each of the frosted pods. Everything was empty again even some of the working ones. Sighing he was about to give up when he noticed he'd missed one. He went over to the glass and peered inside. It was another older man, the glass read, "Jhonson, R." Why were these two still here and all the other pods he'd found empty. What was going on? He thought to himself as he moved about the room.

He was standing near Jhonson's pod getting ready to start the awakening process, something that had just dawned on him, when a tremor ran through the ship. And a loud beep went off as the door to the room locked. Brock ran over to the door trying to open it. While he was screaming at the panel all the pods in the room that were still working started to hum. They were starting the defrosting process. He stopped trying to get through to the keylock and went to wait for the two of them to thaw, he really didn't have any other choice.

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Stepping back from where he'd been standing when the pod labeled "Jhonson" opened, the man stumbled out half out his mind. Similar to how he felt after he realized he'd been trapped in the tube. At first he hadn't been panicked till he tried to open that door. The man had quickly found a pipe that had fallen lose from the ceiling which was starting to fall apart in this area.
"Wonder how long we've been here." Brock mumbled aloud before looking to the aggressive man blankly.

"My name is Brock. I'm not sure what's going on here." He stepped back moving to where he could see the other still active pod. "As far as I know, we're the only two people alive. Your last name is Jhonson. I know your first name begins with an R. I don't know your name, and I'm not sure if you do. It took me a minute for everything to come back. Some of the important things are missing such as why I was still asleep, and why no one was around to wake any of us up yet."

He sighed as he stared at the older man. "What do you remember?"

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As I already told you, my name is Brock. I'm guessing you are still being affected by the disorientation. It took me sometime to shake most of it." He sighed slowly as he glanced at his hands, they were shaking. He stilled himself as he stared at the older man. He really looked shaken, and confused. Brock wondered if that's how he'd looked when he first emerged. Things were starting to come back to him but it was all a blur. All he could remember really was the word jolly and the sudden flash of anger when he thought about.

Taking a step back again he looked to the pod labeled, "Heron, A." It had stopped working and began slowly opening. A fog of cold air rolled out into the warm air of the room. It was getting rather warm now that he thought about. The man inside the pod seemed to slump inside it, Brock stepped forward to examine him. Nothing in particular jumped out at him but he could tell the man was still breathing, it was labored and almost non-existent but it was there.

"Are you a medic? I think this man is still alive." He grabbed the body delicately as he dragged him from the pod and laid him on the ground. "I'm not sure what's going on but this man may remember more then we do, so I'd like to find out." He really didn't know what was going on at all yet, and was running on instinct. The door locking and these pods opening was definitely not coincidence.

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The man on the ground was still breathing, he didn't have much medical experience but he had taken some first aid courses along with some CPR courses. He had this training refreshed during his training with Jolly Industries. That's when he stopped his examination of the man on the ground and actually thought about what he'd just remembered. Anger was welling inside him again, and it made his brain thump. The pain seared across his mind from one side of his brain to the other. With a grunt he threw his left hand up rubbing his temple. Slowly he began to stand up, the pain was receding and his vision was blurred. It would be obvious that something was wrong hence Brock grunting in pain, holding his head, and then wincing his way to his feet and wobbling his way to the closest wall before bracing himself against it. As far as he could remember there was no reason for pain like this, and it made him feel lost. Staring through blurred vision he could see that the other man was at least starting to calm down. With a long drawn out sigh Brock would start to say, "Woah, that was a ru-." But before he finish the sentence the memories started to flood into his mind. They whirled about in his minds eye as he tried to grasp and recognize each of them. He fell to his knees a look of pure confusion plastered on his face.

This went on for a few minutes before he silently sat there staring from the man on the ground to other one who had been too busy searching to really notice what had just happened. But that's why he noticed when the door hissed unlocked. The red beacon that had been flashing above the door turned green and it the locked released with a protestant hiss. By that time Brock had regained himself and was hovering over the man on the ground again, tending to what he could. He wasn't a real medic after all.

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During his examination of the man he noticed something weird. He was examining his head when he felt a scar at the back of the man's head. He turned the guy's head and examined it further. There was a scar running down from the top of his head to the base of his neck. It felt and looked recent. His hair had grown over it already though, so he'd almost missed it. He didn't think it was a big enough deal to say anything but it was definitely strange. After his quick examination he turned to the other man, Rick, and said, "Calm down man. It'll be okay."

Brock stood up slowly as he reached up with his left hand and scratched at the back of his head thinking. "Well the door unlocked a few minutes ago, so we can leave the room in a moment. First I'd like to just do a quick check on you to make sure you are okay. You seem to have calmed down since coming out of the pod. This guy seems okay but he hasn't woke up yet so I'm not sure what's wrong with him." He looked to Rick questioningly as he mentioned the quick exam.

Rick looked at him sort of hesitant before saying, "Yeah, sure I guess." Which was good because he didn't want to force one on him. Brock moved close as he checked Rick in general. Looking for any sign of broken bones, unusual pains. He didn't find anything wrong with Rick at all. Which was a good thing he guessed. "Seems like you are fine, the headache should pass soon it's from the sleep. Now I think the best thing we can do now is just leave this room. I mean you are welcome to stay here but you two are actually the first people I've seen since I woke up. That's saying something since this one is still unconscious and I'm not even sure why."

Shaking his head he turned towards the door and began to head out of the room. The door slid open as he closed in on them. Stepping out into the hallway he looked back toward where he had come from. The lights had gone out for the most part in the passageway. There were still a few flickering here and there. He knew from his recent exploration that to his right was the dead end he came from. A small elbow shaped hallway with various empty sleeper rooms lining the walls. He'd checked each of them as he passed, well the ones that were unlocked. There was a keypad for each of them as well as scanner, probably for cards. But he didn't know the information or have a card obviously. He looked to the left and could see the hallway went on for at least another forty feet before turning again. He couldn't tell which way from this distance but he knew the stairs were in that direction.

Before coming into this room he'd been formulating a plan. The power to these sectors were obviously beginning to fail. For whatever reason the core was either dying or had been tampered with. This was all just a little to strange for him. There hadn't been a sign of struggle anywhere, and he still hadn't come up with a scenario where any of this made sense. There should be so many more people...

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Rick stood still while Brock made his examination. He started to feel better, he was no longer shaking and the headache was subsiding. Rick started noticing stuff now that his mind started to work properly. He noticed the flicker of the lights as if power was failing. He noticed the empty hibernation capsules. He noticed Brock leaving the room.

“Hey wait for me,” Said Rick when he saw Brock stand at the now opened door. “What are we going to do about that guy? Are we just going to leave him there?”