whodaloo wrote:Words
>Start as roboticist
>Get turned into Highlander outside department
>Die and live a few times, but spend a good three minutes early round with the disk before I'm clusterfucked
>Somebody sets the corridors on fire
>Right, it's fucking on now, chaps.
>Go to atmospherics, get a full suit and oxygen tank
>Disk has vanished off the sensors; rumours that it's in mining
>Head there, break windows and maul several highlanders
>Cram warm Donk Pockets down my throat to avoid dying to the first whispering breeze
>Shuttle has arrived. Stomp through the corridors and fires, not giving a fuck
>Jump into a shuttle with two people on it, a man with two broadswords and a suit of flaming armour emerging from a burning corridor
>Deal with one of the shuttle occupiers easily. The other...
>...is a character I recognise as playing a doctor, fairly recent, and yet almost as often as I do.
>Well, fuck. I have to appeal to what my character would do.
>And at this point, he'd realise he's been slaughtering dozens through the red mist when he's supposed to be a doctor. And he's about to kill another doctor.
>Damn it. Well, I haven't got the disk anyway, so...
>So as the other character approaches, he wanders out of the airlock, and floats through the void in his spess suit.
Hey, did I ever tell anyone that I'm a massive RPfag? I talk to people, I communicate, instead of constantly going for the kill all the damn time.
End-of-round chat was furious, referred to what happened on the shuttle as "ERP". So this could be either Rage & Regret, or Awesome.