USCMRPG

The darkness seemed to swallow up the meager lights that lanced out from the marines as they advanced slowly into the interior of the station.

Rose, along with the other members of the support squad found themselves towards the rear of the formation and Rose had already caught himself looking warily over his shoulder every few seconds. Nothing had prepared him for this, not his training, not the stories of other marines, nothing. Yet he felt a slight comfort knowing that he was not the only marine who was worried in their first mission. Rayne Hollow, who now marched close alongside him, had voiced his opinion earlier and although Rose had not supported Rayne in his fears, being too engrossed in his own inner turmoil, the knowledge that he was not wholly alone in his fear kept his back straight.

That and the discipline and training they had endured just to be in this god forsaken place. He waited patiently for orders, unsure as to what lay ahead.

Rayne was panting with fear.
What If He saw one and didnt now it was a Alien, Then that Alien killed his whole Squad? What if he was Mortally wounded? Would he stand his ground Against whatever the Hell was out here for his Friends to escape? Could He Do what he had been striving to Become for Year's And finnaly Reach his Goal?


His Goal To Become a Man

Dirk watched as the cherry-picker's boom reach the door to the cargo lock. It opened to reveal a black abyss. Nothingness streached out befor him. He fliped his thermal eyepiece. Moving into the hold the darkness seemed to go on forever.

"Go to thermal, keep moving. Weapons ready, but hold your fire."


"Jonsson, what do you have on the motion tracker?"


Dirk kept a steady pace while looking around for any movment or sound.

(OOC Roll Sense danger & Find hidden items)

Jesus, Huey thought, Aliens were not his worry, that he could handle, he was more worried about getting shot accidentally by one his newbies. Hollow was an incorrect name, he was full of fear so was Rose.

"Hollow, we don't know exactly what the fuck is in here, could be a man-eating alien or it could be a space sailor smoking alien ganja. Whatever the fuck it is it don't matter" Huey said turning to face his newbies. "There's a reason why we're here. This platoon has been through more shit, then you got hands to wipe your ass with. The point squads will handle any trouble we run into, if any, which I doubt will happen" His words aimed towards calming their minds. He had no clue what they would be facing; but he didn't plan on buying the farm this time, from the Bugs or alien ganja.

Huey was facing a greater challenge than any he had faced from any fight he'd gotten into. Leading Marines, and most especially scared Marines. "We're keeping tail guard, so have that Motion Tracker and Smart-gun pointed behind us, and we're all squared away. No worries and no problems" Said the Corporal to his squad.

Quinn kept one eye in front of him and another on his motion tracker. It wouldn't do any good if whoever was here was keeping still or moving very slowly.

"Everything's clear on the tracker. So far." he commed to his squad, staying close to Ivanov. If the shit hit the fan, the smartgunner would need to know where to aim his weapon. He noted on his medical scanner that everyone's heart rates had jumped. That was normal, but even the experienced Marines were sweating. Keeping to his own squad channel, he spoke calmly. "Calm down gentlemen. Take some deep breaths."

(roll for Tracking, Sense Danger, Listen, and Perception)

Dugan watched on the monitors as the events unfolded, he was unused to sitting by as the men went in. This routine job was seeming to take a turn for the worse and he didn't like the thought of their being any surprises because of lack of a briefing. He dialed into Donaldson's comm channel (he seemed to be leading the science group). "Dr what exactly are you sending us into collect here and what can we expect to encounter?"



(O.O.C is Honeysett sat with me in the command centre or has he gone in with the rest?)

Con flipped down his IR eye piece and slid one of his trade mark buckshot grenades into the under slung grenade launcher on his rifle.

"Any formation advice Gunny?"

[quote=""Dugan""]Dugan watched on the monitors as the events unfolded, he was unused to sitting by as the men went in. This routine job was seeming to take a turn for the worse and he didn't like the thought of their being any surprises because of lack of a briefing. He dialed into Donaldson's comm channel (he seemed to be leading the science group). "Dr what exactly are you sending us into collect here and what can we expect to encounter?"



(O.O.C is Honeysett sat with me in the command centre or has he gone in with the rest?)[/quote]

OOC: I Don't know - I've just got very confused!

OOC: Jacob and Dugan are at the command center.

"Ok dude i copy ya!" Rayne said into his Comm " but im naturelly Paranoid by Nature." Rayne felt Safer with same Kick Ass Marine's Guarding Him as well as a gun around half or three foruth's his size standing up. He his finger on the trigger he accidentelly slipped and pressed the trigger
CLICK CLICK CLICK CLICK CLICK!
"Oh fuck!" Rayne said Inabrrested. He would have let his Team down if they had gotten in Trouble. He had forgotten to load the dam thing! Rayne quicklly loaded It and ran to catch up with the Marine's His Adrenaline was pumping and his heart rate was continuing to go up. He could tell without the Medical Gear of that for sure. He turned on the Auto Targeting system ( im guessing i have one right?) And the gun quicklly pointed at the Marine's then identified The Marine's on It'a roster and did not fire.
Although a Smartgun aiming at you is not pleasent and soem of the Marine's seemed to be a littler jumpyer. Rayne then Heard Huey his Leader telling him to watch there Back's.
" I'm on it dude!" Running a few feet behind the group and aimming the smartgun and Motion tracker around the place while still following the Marine's a few feet away.
" Hay Man i think somthing Moved!" Rayne said completelly stopping in his track's.
" Ya Man i think i saw a dot appear and then disaper closer to me!" Rayne said into the comm. It wasent close enough for Auto Lock On and it was to dark to do Manuel
" Order's Man!?" Rayne said

Dugan checked his monitors if 3rd Squads motion tracker had picked up anything the info would be relayed to the tactical command centre.

(O.O.C Pale Rider did it pick up anything?)

"Honeysett, Hollow reckons he's picking up movement, what are your orders?".



(O.O.C for future reference there is one motion tracker per squad. 1st squad = Quinn, 2nd squad = Jonsson, 3rd squad = Hollow)

“Copy that Bossâ€

A young female tech rounds the corner nodding sheepishly at the weapons pointed in her direction: "Do you mind, some of us have important work to do here and I have these to bring to the front she shows the marines a box of fresh sample containers."

OOC: Please look to a post concerning the use of Equipment in PBT RPGing. Thank you.

Dugan breathed a sigh of relief as he saw the female Techs head come into view on Hollows helmet cam monitor.

"Rose can you take the motion tracker from Hollow, it's to much for him to be using a smartgun and motion tracker at the same time".