Dead Space: Infection (IC)

[KimberlyPanda]

The digital forms, being finished by the squad, went back into their desks.
"Thank you," the female A.I. voice filled the room. A man in full security armor opened the door in the corner of the small room and gestured for them to follow him. He led them to the docking bay and showed them to their ship. It was a small transport, nothing overly powerful, but good enough to get them to Sprawl. The squad walked up the steps where Liutenant McKram waited for everyone to get aboard. Seeing that everyone was sat down and strapped in, he nodded to the guards on the dock. They nodded back and went to unlcking the ship from it's dock. McKram shut the door and strapped in himself. He watched as the pilot talked back with the men on the deck and pulled switches. The ship begand its ascent, rising in the air before small thrusters on the back pushed it out of the bay. When in a safe distance, the main thrusters blasted the ship away from the small installation. McKram watched through the window as the floating installation got smaller and smaller behine them before laying back and falling asleep.

He was awoken when green lights flashed in the room. They were about to land. McKram looked out of the window at Jupiter. He could see the large red eye staring back at him. They landed in Sorawl's docking bay. All of the spaces were empty except for where the Ishimura was docked. He unclipped and sat up from his seat and stretched. His bones silently popped underneath his suit before he opened up the door. There was another group of Sprawl here, Alpha 2. They were here to guard the docking bay for Bravo 3 before they landed. They nodded to the leader and showed them to the armory. 6 weapon racks slid out from the walls, 3 on each. They were marked with the name and class of the 6 squad members of Bravo 3. McKram and Engineer were on rack 1. It held the standard issue Pulse rifle, a Plasma Cutter, and a plasma saw. The saw was a new addition to the Sprawl arsenal. It was an alteration to the plasma cutter. Instead of a Plasma blast, a 2 foot long plasma blade came out. An assortment of tools came with it as well. McKram grabbed his gear and went into the small armor stand. He braced himself and the doors closed. He stepped back out in full Sprawl armor and he latched on his equipment.

The other 5 racks were named accordingly. 2: Leto, Support. It carried a Pulse MG- a heavy alteration to the Pulse Rifle, explosive packs, and a Plasma Cutter and Saw.
3:Izzy, CQC. This came with a Force gun, Plasma Cutter and Saw, and a Pulse Rifle.
4: Jet, Marksman. This came with a Javelin, a Plasma Cutter and Saw, and a Pulse Rifle.
5: Skeev, Medic. This came with a PR-Pulse Rifle, a PC and Saw, and a medic bag.
6: Lorenz, Recon. This came with the standard issue equipment, but this time it came with a small probe. It would check corners for him as a safety precaution.

"Alright men and women, get geared up. We're heading in as soon as that ship leaves."

[Buzzwolf]

Alex absently noted that some of the others had fallen asleep as he went over the mission breifing in his head again, just to make sure he'd gotten everything down. then, he went over his basics. then what he assumed his kit would be. all in his head. something to pass the time, and keep him focused.

Not that the routine lasted very long. he went over it all...again. simply for the sake of passing the time till they got there. he started wishing he'd thought to bring a book. eventually a light cat nap took him, and covered for him for the rest of the trip prior to the station.

He woke with a jolt as the room lit up aroudn him, and had to take a couple seconds to get his bearings as he remembered what had been going on. He grumbled something about obnixious lights and five more minutes as he pulled himself to his feet with the help of the overheads "'bout time we got here..." His deep voice carried an almost 'forced' english accent, a distinct Russian accent carried in the undertones, something even years of practice was unable to get rid of.

He streched as he followed the rest of his squad off the shuttlecraft, barely even noticing Alpha 2 as their leader joined them and lead the way to the armory. the daze lifted when the Racks slammed open with their gear.

the shit was real now.

He scanned it with a trained eye, and quickly found his gear set, and removed it. going over every piece, checking to make sure it was set and functioning properly. he wasn't about to trust his life, potentially, to a gun that he didn't know squat about. so he scanned the entire surface of each, checking for any signs of abuse that might make it function improperly, or misfire right when he needed it most. The Pulse MG was in pristine condition, as were his other weapons. the only thing he checked on the det-packs, was that they hadn't come pre-armed before setting them aside to examine the newest tool in his arsenal. the Plasma Saw. he flicked it on, and a grin spread on his face as the blade sprang to life before him. this one was going to require further 'testing' for sure. he switched it back off, now satesfied if he got killed here, he'd only have himself to blame for it.

He set his kit aside for the moment as McKram finished suiting up. as much as he hated these machines, he was going to be glad to have the suit. he had to both duck and pull his shoulders in to fit into the cramped space to get to the only somewhat larger chamber so that the machine could fit his armor for him. he grabbed tight on the hand holds as the doors slammed shut in front of him. a minute later, the machine had finished placeing the Sprawl armor, and opened the doors to let him back out. he repeated the process of entering in reverse, only that much tighter now that he had on his armor.

he retrieved his kit, and fixed the various items to his armor in easy reach for when he needed them, only keeping the Pulse MG in hand

[Light_the_Wolf14]

Jet popped his neck as he stepped out of the armor pod "Phew almost forgot how cold it is when you first get them on!" he chuckled "Lookin' sharp McKram!" he teased "But don't you always?" he smiled and slung his Javelin across his back "Anyways, I'll have enough time to flirt when we're done, eh?" he winked

[KimberlyPanda]

McKram nodded at the Alpha 2's leader. They grouped up and walked back to the ship Bravo 3 came in and unlocked it before hopping in and taking off. "Alright men, time to get serious. SST is waiting back out home where we can finally get some rest after this mission. Let's just clean up the infection and get the hell out." He walked over to a module on the wall with two open slots. He shoved his fists in the slots and red lights blinked on the module. A click and the red lights turned blue and Mckram took out his fists. He checked his wrists, making sure the Kinesis and Stasis modules were on right. He looked in his H.U.D. and saw his modules were working at top condition and his health bar was fully operational. He leaned back on the wall and watched as the others got ready.

[Skeev]

As the ship stop, Skeeev suddenly jerked awake

"Wuh? Oh, we're here."

He stood up, and headed over to the equipment racks.

"Okay, lets see here, Leto, Izzy, Jet, ah, here we go."

Skeev grabbed his PR and medic bag first, then stepped into the armor stand. he emerged moments later, and grabbed the PC and Saw, and fixed them to his armor for easy access when he needed them.

"Well then, let's get this show on the road!"

[Joel]

Izzy stepped out of the armor stand, fully kitted. He hated the way the armor pressed tightly against him, and if it wasn't the most valuable thing he had on, he would have threw it away in disgust. "Oof!" he groaned. "Seriously, just how tight do these things have to be?" He stretched his neck and cracked his knuckles the best he could. "Alright, I'm ready to go."

[arinot]

Konrad put on his Military grade RIG and checked all his equipment short of using them... well... at least all but his probe, which he did check several times...

He didn't really think this was anything big... maybe just some people who did something stupid... or, on the extreme end, a raid...

Either way, not too hard. They were armed beyond belief... and these modules... they gave em a super advantage... specially with a trained recon member on the team.

Konrad put the modules on and checked on his HUD, reading through the levels he had. The computer inside his suit changed the numbers and condition scanners and turned it all into a bar. Ir never stopped bothering him how all of his body and its conditions could be simplified. There was a time where your will to live meant something...
Now, if your bar was low... you knew how close you were to dying rather than just having pain...
There was something comforting in uncertainty... as if not knowing how close death was became what gave strength to living...
To ignore death breathing on the back of one's neck made everything worthwhile...

Konrad finished up, and moved to McKram's side.

"Lieutenant McKram, what do you think we're up to?"

[KimberlyPanda]

"The usual, most likely. Being away from home in space for a long time makes some people go a little, over the edge." McKram checked everyone and made sure they were suited up. "Alright, I know you guys don't like this armor, but it's the on thing between you and a vacuum. Now, if everyone is happy, or not, with their materials, let's get this over with." Mckram turned and punched in a code on a door's pad. The door screamed with steam before popping open, revealing a lounging room. Mckram walked in and looked at a digital map of Sprawl. There were red areas where the infection was the worst and black where the scanners have gone off completely. Most of the red areas were on the other side of Sprawl, where another docking bay was. Coincidentally, the USG Ishimura was docked there. Mckram finished with it and turned to his squad.

"Alright, our first stop is the mess hall. It doesn't have much of any red so we could at least see what we're up against. Understand?"

[Buzzwolf]

Alex ran over the basis of the complex, memorizing the structural layout, and general sections. just in case. he made note of the clusters of red, and how they seemed spreading from the Ishimura. whatever the hell was happening, it'd definitely started there. that created more questions that it'd answered. but one in particular was riding him more than the others...

what the hell kinda 'infection' needed a full fireteam?

He nodded to McKram "Let's get this over with, shall we?" yes, let finally see what the hell it is that's going on in this place he thought

[arinot]

Lorenz's first reaction was "An infection needing weapons? really?"
He immediately thought back to when rabies had caused animals to attack each other...
And to zombie stories he'd read as a teenager...

If it was any of that, he was sure it was handleable... considering how well armed they were...

"You think I ought to move ahead Lieutenant Major? I think I can check ahead with Gunnery Sargent Leto before getting us into hell and back"

[KimberlyPanda]

McKram looked at his squad and made his decision that they were ready. He turned and punched in a code on a small door's panel and it slid open with a hiss. This revealed a long hallway leading into Sprawl city. He stepped into the hallway, his magnetic boots noisily connecting with the metal floor. Deciding it was safe, he continued walking. He reached an intersection when a man in a white uniform walked into the middle of it. McKram brought up his rifle and asked who he was. The man smiled and rubbed the Unitology stone necklace he had. "God's just taking our bodies back, that's all. Our souls will be sent to heaven and our bodies will remain here. I'm ready to join my brothers and sisters," he said, pulling a large pistol out from his back. He laughed and brought the pistol under his chin. McKram reached out "NO!" The man pulled the trigger, a large echoing blast rang through the hallway as his head exploded from the pulse round. The gun clanged to the floor along with his body, the barrel still steaming. Mckram slammed his fist on the wall. "Damnit! What was that about!?"

Soon after, he was rewarded an answer. A hiss could be heard and the walls banged. The vent above the Unitoligist's dead body broke open and a deformed humanoid body dropped out. It's skin was brown and yellow and peeling off. It was missing its bottom jaw and large bone blades protruded from its palms. It screamed, saliva and blood spraying from its jaw and charged McKram. He instinctively shot it 3 times in the chest. It stumbled back but continued its charge. Seeing as this had no effect, he brought out his Saw and sliced off its head. It went into a drunken rage and slashed feverishly around, blood spraying out of its neck and sparks coming out as its blades struck metal. McKram stuck his saw in its back and ripped it upwards. The plasma blade burst out from the creature's right shoulder, leaving a large gap in its body. The mutant slumped to its knees before falling on the floor, blood leaking and forming a pool around its body. More screams and hissing were heard along with banging as more creatures ran down the hallway and climbed through the vents.

[arinot]

Lorenz, in a moment of complete instinct, grabbed his plasma cutter...
Sure... the thing was made to cut through material for the purpose of getting through places...

But he was sure that something that could be ripped that many times by a plasma saw would deal with assault rifle rounds...

And the way the things chest was ripped and still kept going... even without a head...

The solution was obvious... bringing back memories of an extremely old movie he saw in anthropology... and a character in it called the black knight.

"LIEUTENANT MAJOR? WELD THE DAMN VENTS UP! OR WHATEVER! I DON'T KNOW BOUT YOU ALLS FANCY TOOLS!"

[Buzzwolf]

"What. the. Fuck.was that" he'd watched in stunned silence as the man had walk in, and put the gun under his chin, and splattered his own brains all over the room. was that the infection?! some kinda nerve agent that made you go crazy? blow your own brains out for you God "These helmets have particle fil--" he started to ask, only to be interrupted by the creature dropping from the vent. his gun was snapped up into firing position before the creature had even hit the ground. he stared at it, even as McKram put multiple rounds through it. What the hell...? the man blowing his own brains out, had numbed his senses a little to the actual horror of this creature. he watched in a stunned silence as it finally took two hits with the plasma saw, after three rounds to the chest and losing it's head before finally going down, still twitching.

Lorenz snapped him out of it as he yelled in a panic to get the vents sealed up.

that was the 'infection'. it had to be. but what the hell was it?!

shit. there's more in the vents. he switched into gear, panning the room for possible entry points from the creatures, his gun set on full auto. when bullets fail you...use more bullets! regardless, he made sure his plasma saw was close at hand

[Joel]

"Shit!" Izzy said shouted. The last few moments passed in the blur. The man splattering his own brains. The monster. The blood. He shook himself out of his daze and listened. He could hear more of the monstrosities crawling though the vents at them. He groaned as he pulled his gun, flipping the switch to full auto. "All I wanted was a easy op... I deserve better pay."

[KimberlyPanda]

McKram saw a mob of creatures as they rushed drunkily at them. The walls and vents near them busted open as more of them crawled out and joined the mob. "Fall back! Secure a perimeter around that door!" He backed up with his group as they made a line in front of the door they just went through. The creatures reached the intersection of hallways, some sliding and fallling but the majority instantly running towards the squad. "Open fire!" McKram brought up his gun and blasted into the middle of the group. With enough gunpower, they may be able to bring them down. The squad's gunfire tore through the mob, limbs and gore flying and spraying the walls. Alex set up his Heavy PR, the handle splitting into a tripod and the barrel rotating, turning into a turret. The 3 barrels spun up and acted like a small minigun, tearing through the mob.