01-02-2005, 08:05 PM | #31 |
Covert op?
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OOC: I'm going to move the story along, so if you weren't on the shuttle, you are now.
IC: "Alright, you have clearance to lift off," Said the voice of a droid over the com. "Please allow me to guide your ship out of the hanger." The shuttle lifted off the landing pad, flew out the hanger door, and lifted into orbit, which took about thirty seconds. As the shuttle prepared to enter hyperspace, however, an other ship entered normal space just behind them and the two ships just barely missed coliding. The other ship was a Y-wing class star fighter, which began to land on the planet, but there was something different about it. It had lights flashing on it where is should have been bare hull. Presently, the Y-wing exploded, forcing the shuttle off cource.
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01-02-2005, 10:03 PM | #32 |
Some guy.
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OOC: ow.. that not good
IC: The second the Y-wing exploded Wint was thrown with his head first right into the wall, everything turned dark. |
01-03-2005, 05:54 PM | #33 |
Legendary
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Trama strained to looked out the viewport when he heard the proximity alarms go off. He barely caught sight of the Y-Wing that nearly clipped him on its way in. He relaxed for a split second, then something felt very wrong. He was sure that the others must have felt it as well.
"Does anyone else..." But he never got to finish his sentence. The Y-Wing exploded, and he was thrown to the side when the shuttle was jostled. Luckily, he avoided hitting his head on anything harder than the cushioned seat of a flightchair, but his left hand had a long, shallow cut in it. It had slid under the seat, and sliced across some of the metal parts there. He wrapped it in the sleeve of his robe as blood began to seep out of the cut, and looked around to see how everyone else was doing. He saw the one called Wint sliding to the floor unconscious. Trama moved over to ease Wint down, haul him into a chair, and strap him in.
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01-04-2005, 09:30 AM | #34 |
Burn.
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(OOC) Does this make me the pilot?
Fighting to regain control for about a minute, and making a quick shutdown of the hyperdrive, Ghitsa said "This is SO not my fault."
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01-04-2005, 04:46 PM | #35 | |
Saving the Universe!
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OOC: I thought the pilot and copilot were npcs, but I guess it would make sense if the characters were flying. I guess I'll take up copilot then. (edit: fixed a typo)
IC: Varos hurried over to the copilot seat to help Ghista. "Need a hand?" He asked rhetorically, and started rebooting the malfunctioning systems.
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01-04-2005, 05:41 PM | #36 |
Cancerous Schitzo
Join Date: Dec 2004
Location: In the Ny...surrounded by idiots
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Raven had noticed the Y-wing right before it detonated. He was flung into the side of the hull, leaving a body sized dent in the metal. 'Well, that was fun!' Raven thought sarcastically. Raven's vision was currently blurred, his implants should kisck in soon if they were'nt messed up in the collision. Wint had been K.O'ed, and he had lost site of Trama. He headed to the cockpit, taking a quick survey of the ship as he hurried to Ghisa and Varos.
"The ship has been damaged, but nothing really looks serious. I'm guessing we should land on the nearest planet though...just to regroup." Raven's regenerative implants started to kick in about now, but his head still hurt. "Can someone explain what the hell that was all about?" |
01-04-2005, 06:44 PM | #37 | |
Saving the Universe!
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"Hm... fast and reckless military ships, bright colors, loud noises, and shiny explosions. Sounds like we've either got a scary ship chasing it or the beginning entourage to a parade." Varos replied sarcastically, still monitering the systems, "Anyway, we aught to find safety somewhere, because last I checked this shuttle isn't very armed or armored. And with no hyper-drive, we're sitting ducks."
After a short pause, Varos turned around to speak directly to the group. "There we go, all necessary flight systems are back online. I'm not the leader here, so what do you guys think we should do?"
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01-04-2005, 07:04 PM | #38 |
Cancerous Schitzo
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Raven knew why his head hurt som much now, his sensory implants had stopped working and the regens were on their way out. "Way to go smart guy." Raven picked up a minor peice of debris with the force and flung it in Varos' direction. "My vote goes to landing. Wint got Ko'ed in the explosion. Besides, Me and Ghisa need to--"a loud pop and two crackles later, Raven's implants gave out. "Damn that stings...anyways, We need to get our implants replaced or repaired. Plus considering this is a Jedi shuttle, if there's gonna be more stunts like that, i'd rather not be in a damaged ship at the time." Raven cracked his neck and headed towards the back of the ship. "Either way, it's Ghisa's call right now, she's the pilot."
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01-05-2005, 09:17 AM | #39 |
Burn.
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Slowly reactvating the shuttle's systoms, Ghitsa said "Well, the comp says the hyperdrive's all right, I just shut it down to keep from being blasted into random atoms, though I'd still like to see it for myself."
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01-05-2005, 10:33 AM | #40 |
Some guy.
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OOC: just a question, are we in the outer rim or in unexplored space?
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