Jurassic Park (The RP!) Accepting
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Where's the appearance section? it would be easier if we knew what everyone looked like.Rawker said:Namer. Marcus Brannigan
Age: 27
Occupation: Scientist
Bio: Dr. Marcus, while one of the top scientist for InGen, receives almost no credit for his work. He spends most of his time supervising other scientists use his formula. InGen wold have fired him by now, but they keep him around so he doesn't sell their secrets to the competition. Easily annoyed, he's not one to mess with.
You're right! I can't believe I didn't even add that. I'm a tool. I'm going to add to the example (eventually, job shenanigans I must attend to presently.)Stone Wera said:Where's the appearance section? it would be easier if we knew what everyone looked like.Rawker said:Name
Age: 27
Occupation: Scientist
Bio: Dr. Marcus, while one of the top scientist for InGen, receives almost no credit for his work. He spends most of his time supervising other scientists use his formula. InGen wold have fired him by now, but they keep him around so he doesn't sell their secrets to the competition. Easily annoyed, he's not one to mess with.
I never said you were a tool. I've made ten worse mistakes in the past hour than that... Not that this is a competion or anything.Rawker said:You're right! I can't believe I didn't even add that. I'm a tool. I'm going to add to the example (eventually, job shenanigans I must attend to presently.)Stone Wera said:Where's the appearance section? it would be easier if we knew what everyone looked like.Rawker said:Name
Age: 27
Occupation: Scientist
Bio: Dr. Marcus, while one of the top scientist for InGen, receives almost no credit for his work. He spends most of his time supervising other scientists use his formula. InGen wold have fired him by now, but they keep him around so he doesn't sell their secrets to the competition. Easily annoyed, he's not one to mess with.
I'm super sorry!! had I known I'd be this busy lately I certainly wouldn't have started this thing yet!! I'll get it going. By the way, anyone willing to Co-GM, just in case I fall off the face of the earth again?
[HEADING=1]Jurrasic Park![/HEADING][sub]the RP[/sub]
Marcus sat in the helicopter, repeating the welcoming recording verbatim. "Welcome, welcome one and all to Jurassic Park. We at InGen would like to formally remind you to follow the proper guidelines and procedures when visiting the park..." He heard this speech everyday on his way to work. I was permanently drilled into his brain. Marcus looked around at the tourists. There was your basic white trash who had saved up enough food stamps to come here, the spring breakers, the dino-nerds. There were a few breaks in the crowd. One shady looking character wearing shades, and some crazy looking lady who looked like she'd put your head on a wall. Marcus didn't care. He spent his days sitting at his desk eating cheese puffs, telling interns to stop asking him retarded questions about basic genetics. He could care less where or how they spent their money. He looked out his window, and saw the island drawing closer. "Please remember to remain seated until the rotary blades have come to a complete stop. Thank you, and have a wonderful time! We hope you enjoy your stay!"
Jason sat in the very back of the helicopter, waiting for it to land on the pad. He had only come on this trip because his aunt and uncle were paying for it. He found it hard to believe that anyone could bring Dinosaurs back from the dead, let alone have an entire island populated by them.
Stonewall sat in front, he couldn't stand still, not because of excitement or fears of heights, but just for the simple fact that nothing at this point was happening.
How the hell did they bring the dinosaurs back? If they found preserved tissue it would still be 65 million old or more, too much of the DNA would be missing, HOW!?
Stonewall was impatient. He would prod the "scientists" there until they admitted that it was all smoke, mirrors, and fancy animatronics.
How the hell did they bring the dinosaurs back? If they found preserved tissue it would still be 65 million old or more, too much of the DNA would be missing, HOW!?
Stonewall was impatient. He would prod the "scientists" there until they admitted that it was all smoke, mirrors, and fancy animatronics.
I'll Co-GM if you need to fly off to an undisclosed location to battle lava monsters and evil geniuses.
Lucas sighed.
Another day on the job. Another day spent fixing park transportation and staring at monitoring equipment.
He knew he should be excited; after all, he worked at Jurassic Park! And yet here he was, sitting in a helicopter full of people paying through the nose just to get a glimpse of this place... and he was bored of it! Bored of the job, bored of the crowds, even bored of the dinosaurs!
But they were landing now, and like it or not he had a job to do, so he put his thoughts aside and prepared for another routine work-day.
Another day on the job. Another day spent fixing park transportation and staring at monitoring equipment.
He knew he should be excited; after all, he worked at Jurassic Park! And yet here he was, sitting in a helicopter full of people paying through the nose just to get a glimpse of this place... and he was bored of it! Bored of the job, bored of the crowds, even bored of the dinosaurs!
But they were landing now, and like it or not he had a job to do, so he put his thoughts aside and prepared for another routine work-day.
When they were on the ground, Stonewall was the first off. He practically shoved people aside and jumped out. The first thing he did was take a deep breath, smelling the air around him.
Brannigan sighed, and climbed out of the chopper, and walked over to the science facility. I flashed his tag at the obnoxious guard, and made his way through. "I hate this job." He said loud enough to irritate his supervisors, as he walked down the hall. He walked into his office, ignoring the large pile of papers that needed filing, and checked his email. Most of it was just spam and invoices, but one caught his eye. it was labeled "A negotiation." He quirked an eyebrow. "Well, you know about variety and spices." he clicked on the email and read it quietly to himself.