USCMRPG

(ooc oops forgot about grisham.) When we get outside before we take care of the marine I would totally throw a pressure dressing and tape his arm to him just incase of a break. Check his breathing in case of a collapsing lung or broken ribs.

"SYKES, MORSE, WE GOTTA SMALL XENOMORPH IN HERE AND MACARTHUR'S HURT BAD, MAYBE DOWN....GRISHAM'S HURT, BUT OKAY I THINK. RECOMMEND EVAC THE BUILDING; WE'RE MOVING TO YOU!" He heard Hall say. Davros shook his head for a split second and cleared out a fog that seemed to have lasted weeks and moments...

Davros Circled around the building with second squad. He kept his shotgun with the little bean bag bullets loaded in the low ready position. <roll awareness for anyone running form the building> He kept alert for anyone that might pop out of the bar and hoped that they had enough to take the marines...

Davros listened quietly to the briefing from his passenger seat of the APC. He checked his sub-machine gun more out of habit then to make sure it was in working order. They had a good quartermaster, and his brand of OCD made sure he went over it way more than he probably should. The "suit" blabbed o...

Davros walked onto the space elevator legs a little shakey. God he hated these things, always reminded him of those stupid kids rides that dropped you out of the air. He could handle the drops into atmo in a ship, I mean they moved foward and down, these big ass things just go straight down to hell....

LCpl. Strand Davros (lordstrand) - Medic
6 flares
8 grenades
motion tracker
submachine gun 3 spare mags
flamer 2 spare tanks
medic bag
<I think thats the important stuff>

Davros raised his hand to ask a question. " Sir <ooc not sure how to properly address someone of the high rank myself but Davros would so can we pretend I did it right> do we have specs of what the facility looks like? I know it has high clearance but it would be helpful if we were able to have a pr...

Davros walked into the cafeteria and began to do his usual routine of counting chairs, floor squares, tables and people as he walked to the chow line. He had them give him two helpings of eggs, holy shit they were real eggs and grabbed a cup of fresh brewed real coffee. He sat down with his fellow D...

Davros felt the shuttle come to a stop with a light thud that meant the pilot did their job just right and no one was squished. The Devil Dawgs started getting themselves out of their seats and gathering whatever gear they brought with them. "Ladies and gentlemen, please return your tray tables to t...

Quarantine had finally been lifted. Davros let out a giant sigh, he could finally stop pacing at the edge of the area like a lion in a cage. Small spaces and tight quarters with his fellow marines normally didn't bother him, but he didn't like the idea that they were stuck here with people watching ...

Davros was just about to unclamp the shuttle from the minisubs in preparation for the big tow from the Nahelannia, when the call came through. "Reaper 1-1, this is Nehalennia Actual. We have a problem. All that racket you made has stirred up one of the locals and we think it's hungry. We can deal wi...

Davros mouthed a silent prayer to whichever deity would listen, as he saw what had unfolded in the now flooded shuttle. He hoped that the sedatives he had given his fellow marine would hold up and nothing else would possibly happen to the other shuttle. He tried to get the other shuttle ready for a ...

Davros swore to himself as the bullet holes in the ship began to spew water like a fire hose. He saw several marines smash into the deck from the water pressure. He tried his best to keep his feet but ended up on his knees as the boots came out from under him. Water rushed past his arms as he did hi...

Davros rose slowly from his seat on the floor of the Derelict ship. His joints creaked\, and his muscles groaned from the effort after carrying all of those cryo-tubes. He briefly thought to himself "what else could go wrong" as he began to spread out slightly from his fellow marines. He kept his gu...

Davros turned to the girl. "Stay here. Stay low." Mildly shocked that not only did Morse freak out he completely took his helmet off. "Shit" he though. "What else could happen to make things go completely sideways." He stood up slow and kept his hands where Corporal Morse could see them. "Hey buddy,...