I don't think his armament is big enough.
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My name is DJ.
I am a roleplayer.
A roleplayer of roughly a good decade now.
I write a lot of things, and am able to roleplay a lot of things.
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I am a roleplayer.
A roleplayer of roughly a good decade now.
I write a lot of things, and am able to roleplay a lot of things.
Random Things about me
- I run a small YouTube channel.
- I listen to a helluva lot of music. Love music.
- I'm from Singapore. It's a little island in Southeast Asia.
Anywho, I've not been RPing for a long long time, but here I am, hopefully to make a few friends and RP some.
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I just feel that Simon's a little... Inadequate, given that he's, like, the most average out of all the other crew. A human doctor from a backwater clinic on Mars field testing experimental technology from a medical company that rules pharmaceuticals in the galaxy. Little training, next to no real field experience.
@TTwoThumbsUp Essentially, except his Press X inputs are in his brain to his hands.
@Bonjour xx It's cool.
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If I were Simon I'd be worried. He's the only member of the party carrying an environmental scanner, and if the others realise that they may end up using him as a guinea pig on every new compartment they enter to check if it's safe for oxygen, pressure levels, temperature, harmful gases and radiological or biological hazards.
Well, technically Simon is a scanner. His armour does the environmental stuff while his optics do the rest.
@Bonjour xx Well yay another bit of safety covered by a more useful crew member.
"You got it, Felix."
With a swiftness he plonked himself in the adjacent seat and quickly scanned the control panels. No real guidance here from Felix, he was busy piloting this hulk. He'd have to do it on his own. He sighed and muttered softly to himself.
"Optics, locate scanner controls."
On the verbal command his contacts sprung into life, doing a visual scan of the whole panel, doing a comparison to other panels in its database and finding a match in milliseconds. Once that was done his contacts immediately highlighted the appropriate buttons and controls to activate the scanners in a helpful pale blue outline. He followed the instructions displayed on his optics and punched in the buttons, and just like that the shuttle had scanner capability. The viewport of the ship lit up in a display of numbers and arrows, the closest things highlighted being their two crew members out in space; they were silhouetted in green, with a distance displayed above them. They were close, not horribly close to get burned by the adjustment thrusters on the front of the shuttle, but they were almost in the danger zone. Past that, he read the location of the asteroid field. It was closing, and closing in fast. It wasn't in visual range yet, thankfully, but it was close.
"Felix, our friends are close enough to the Lone Star that they won't get fried by our thrusters. You'll have to inform them to get out of the way when you dock though, otherwise they might be. The asteroid field is closing in, ETA five minutes. If those two out there don't stop screwing around we'll all be dead."
He sighed to himself but remained focused. Dammit, he was a doctor, not a soldier or a pilot or a whatever. In fact, he was probably the most...legal member of the crew, to put it bluntly. PharmCo had him here to test the armour he was wearing, not to get caught up in a hurricane of stupid.
With a swiftness he plonked himself in the adjacent seat and quickly scanned the control panels. No real guidance here from Felix, he was busy piloting this hulk. He'd have to do it on his own. He sighed and muttered softly to himself.
"Optics, locate scanner controls."
On the verbal command his contacts sprung into life, doing a visual scan of the whole panel, doing a comparison to other panels in its database and finding a match in milliseconds. Once that was done his contacts immediately highlighted the appropriate buttons and controls to activate the scanners in a helpful pale blue outline. He followed the instructions displayed on his optics and punched in the buttons, and just like that the shuttle had scanner capability. The viewport of the ship lit up in a display of numbers and arrows, the closest things highlighted being their two crew members out in space; they were silhouetted in green, with a distance displayed above them. They were close, not horribly close to get burned by the adjustment thrusters on the front of the shuttle, but they were almost in the danger zone. Past that, he read the location of the asteroid field. It was closing, and closing in fast. It wasn't in visual range yet, thankfully, but it was close.
"Felix, our friends are close enough to the Lone Star that they won't get fried by our thrusters. You'll have to inform them to get out of the way when you dock though, otherwise they might be. The asteroid field is closing in, ETA five minutes. If those two out there don't stop screwing around we'll all be dead."
He sighed to himself but remained focused. Dammit, he was a doctor, not a soldier or a pilot or a whatever. In fact, he was probably the most...legal member of the crew, to put it bluntly. PharmCo had him here to test the armour he was wearing, not to get caught up in a hurricane of stupid.
I posted. Inadequate but I had to at least get something in there before more posts flood in. Can't really make long posts well on my phone anyway.
"I'll do it. Just let me in. I mean you no ill will - I mean I -" Simon fumbled around with his words, in a state of slight panic at the unfolding events. Two of their crew had just jettisoned into the cold of space, one had gotten the airlock open and the other was following up behind her, but now there was a swarm of blue mini bots going straight for them. Things were not going entirely according to procedure, but then again, when had they ever? This mission wasn't exactly...what he'd imagined it to be.
He knew the pilot door had a window, and so he looked in, potentially at the pilot but moreso he was aiming for the two team members that were out in space. His ocular lenses, regular cosmetic contacts outfitted with nano-electronic display systems, zoomed in on the pair. His readouts showed both of their vitals as normal (though surprisingly one of them read more robot than human; he'd have to inquire about that later), but what worried him was the fact that the tiny little robots that were clustered around the female that had gotten the airlock open slightly. His optics told him that they were some form of offensive drone, though of what exact kind he couldn't tell. That was the main source of his growing panic.
"Felix, you better let me in to help you get with the docking. Those little blue critters out there aren't advertisement drones looking for a sale."
He knew the pilot door had a window, and so he looked in, potentially at the pilot but moreso he was aiming for the two team members that were out in space. His ocular lenses, regular cosmetic contacts outfitted with nano-electronic display systems, zoomed in on the pair. His readouts showed both of their vitals as normal (though surprisingly one of them read more robot than human; he'd have to inquire about that later), but what worried him was the fact that the tiny little robots that were clustered around the female that had gotten the airlock open slightly. His optics told him that they were some form of offensive drone, though of what exact kind he couldn't tell. That was the main source of his growing panic.
"Felix, you better let me in to help you get with the docking. Those little blue critters out there aren't advertisement drones looking for a sale."
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Find me the med bay, and I can help you out. Bio-chemistry is one of my main skills after all. If I could adjust yours enough to render you sterile for a few days.....
Says the plague man. We all know who the real doctor is. He's the one with the armour protected by the red cross and the Geneva Convention.
Is that still valid in the future
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