Colony Ch 1: Alien Planet

[Gineko]

It is midnight on Oreinz, the three moons glow full and bright, illuminating the foreign planet beneath your ship. It is a smaller ship, not exactly a military issue but a cargo ship with a modified cloaking device. On board there are roughly one hundred people including you, a relatively small fighting force but all that is required for your mission. Only a few hours ago had you landed on the planet, it had been a test run to see if you could adapt to the surroundings. You had taken off a little while ago and are now in orbit.

“Attention all hands! Report to the bridge at once!” came a roaring voice over the com system, it was heard throughout the ship.

Karen was checking her gear, when she heard the announcement she looked overhead. “¡Un qué dolor de cabeza! Acabamos de conseguir detrás.” She sighed. “Oh well, at least we can finally get started.” she said with a heavy accent, and made her way down to the bridge.

Rowan grumbled quietly to himself, lifting his bulk out of his acceleration chair. Artificial gravity was a pain, it always made him seasick. He couldn't wait to be back planetside, feeling the dirt beneath his boots. Still, he couldn't show discomfort. He was in charge of a lot of this motley force, and it just didn't do to have the chief ralfing in low-G.

He stomped lightly in the low gravity down the metal decking, heading for the bridge.

[Seeker]

With a final cleansing breath, Ki rises from his meditative kneeling position. Reaching for his gear Ki goes through what to him is an extension of his meditation, quickly strapping everything into place and checking that it's all secure and ready. Mind and body calm he heads for the bridge.

[TheBlindMime]

"So then she slaps me and says she wouldn't do that for less then 150." Troy says in a very embellished manner.

"What did you do then?" A private with his helmet on replied.

"Well Rodriguez, I did what any man would do in that kind of a spot, I scraped up 150 in a damn fine hurry."

"Smooth Parker." Rodriguez replied, the helmets speaker muffling his agreement to the story.

"And I have to say that was a mighty fine way to end my R and R. But another good way is what happened this one time in-" Troy was cut off before he could start his next story, he hated when that happened. Especially for that story, as far as bragging rights go this would have blown Rodriguez out of the water on female tall tales.

“Attention all hands! Report to the bridge at once!” Troy hated the sound the com made when the transmission ended too.

"Well that’s us Rod, Time for us to get to what we do best."

"Killing those f**king alien freaks." Rodriguez snickered.

"Damn straight, anything with more then two legs is fair game." Following a quick high five and chest slam between the two of them they began making there way toward the bridge, Troy continuing what could only be explained as a farce of sexual conquest all the way there.

[Ryu Kurai]

Astarat crossed his arms, fingering the needles in one of his pouches. He had snuck into the ship's air circulation systems, he presumed, because otherwise the ship randomly decided to have giant holes in it. He angrily bore his teeth at the human's mention of "killing those f**k alien freaks".

So, you come to our planet, try and take us over, and we're the freaks? Why don't you die right now... He said, raising his hand to toss the needle through the metal and into the middle of the human's skull. He shook violently as he slowly brought his hand down. By the moons, I can't let them infuriate me. I'll end up getting hit by those "gun" things they carry if I do it now as well. Soon, Rodriguez, my prey, soon you will feel my claws upon your neck, and I shall rip your spine from your evil flesh. He turned and made his way back towards his group, putting away his needle reluctantly.

[Mintaro]

The doors opened and a man walked in. Well not so much walked as danced. He scuffed across the floor with headphones on. The music could be heard slightly. It was a new music track. A sort of Celtic trance or almost techno style music. The man appeared to be about 6 feet tall, though it was hard to tell with his constant movement. He was wearing very thick looking gloves with odd looking pads covering them. The rest of his clothing was standard issue. With the exception of a golden Celtic symbol around his neck along side his dog tags. He has a large rifle strapped to his back, but the weight doesn't seem to hinder his built and toned body. He danced his way over to a chair and took a seat bobbing his head in time with the rhythm and taping his fingers very quickly along as well.

[BassDouken]

“Attention all hands! Report to the bridge at once!” came a roaring voice over the com system, it was heard throughout the ship.

Esentu looked at the com system. Then around at the men who were starting to file into the halls towards the bridge. He had assumed is rarly used human form when he snuck back on the ship and was already sick of being around all of these humans without being able to attack them. But he was there for an infiltration mission and it was not for him to lash out at them yet. He walked out the door, making sure to duck slightly due to his height. As he walked down the hall, he could feel Astarat's anger in the walls. Calm down my friend. I feel your anger. Trust me, these aliens will get their just desserts. I will make sure of it.

[Rookie]

Ulysses secured the helmet that covered his entire face as he walked towards the bridge. His supplies were secured and his gun loaded. His helmet kept track of his vital signs as he walked down the hall. He would be needing it in a while.

He met up with other soldiers as they went towards the bridge. "Great day to lay waste." He remarked.

"Great day to lay waste." He remarked.

Rowan grunted again. "It's never a good day to kill," he said to himself, looking around the bridge. Many of these fighters... too many... had joined up because it was better than living on the dustball of home. It was always cold on the ship instead of always hot Earthside, and the meals were regular. They hadn't joined out of civic pride or furthering the human race... they joined because it was something to do. If the aliens hadn't turned out to be hostile, they'd probably be trying to eke out a life farming asparagus, just about the only nutritious thing that grew anymore.

He growled. He hated asparagus.

He crossed his arms, feeling the assorted heavy objects scattered around his fatigues shifting position. Being a cop was different than being a soldier. Out here, he was the law, but he still had to take orders from above. The orders from above, lately, had just been "Blow away anything with fur."

[Rookie]

Ulysses turned towards the man next to him. Ulysses had fought in battles before, but never in one like this. Soldiers everywhere, fighting for a common cause. the bay door opened and he entered the bridge. Warriors were gathered all around.
"I don't particularly like killing. It was a dry remark." Ulysses said to the man next to him.
"Sure it was..." the warrior said.