Masada (or '3W does a Sci-fi RP')

[ThreeWords]

"Getting killed?" responded Cheops, "And how do you imagine that to happen, doctor? You may not be aware, but the entity you address is the guiding intelligence of a Civilisation Dreadnought, 1st Class. There is little or nothing in this entire volume of space, including the garrison on Masada, that could harm me" The AI sounded calm, but then, they always did, so that was no way of telling

 

[dethklok114]

Hugo rolled a bit from his lying position on the couch to look at Gary and said, "Hey, Shrink, don't you think the doc's statement about people dying around him is a bit, um, paranoid?"

 

[The Hairminator]

"Now, I wouldn't know nearly enough to judge. It does seem a bit extraordinary, but I'm sure that if the good doctor says his acquaintances are prone to die- that is the case. I know I will take his advice, whether the reason for said deaths are bad luck or anything else." Gary stated, with just the hint of a sarcastic smile on his lips, as he turned to Hugo on the couch.

 

[dethklok114]

"Well, at least someone has a sense of humor on this damn rustbucket," Hugo replied with a laugh. "I don't know if I've formally introduced myself, I'm Dr. Hugo Rickman, at your service." He profered his hand to Daniel to shake it.

 

[Broken Orange]

The A.I's response was an another reason why he dislikes them. They never appreciate a good metaphor. When he is out in the field, whenever a assistance is killed and maimed, the amount of work Dr. Robertson is able to complete decreases dramatically. Many of whom were trying to gain the approval of "The Great Dr. Howard Robertson", as the undergrads and colleague refer to him, possibly sarcastically.

"Cheops", Howard humored the A.I. "Let's keep this 'relationship' professional. You are just a tool to make my job easier. Now, when will we find out what we are to do on Masada?"

Howard was hoping that the task would be simple enough so that he can answer his own personal inquiries about the planet at the same time to get his hired work done.

 

[ThreeWords]

"There's not a lot I can tell you, Doctor" said the ship, "Order's from high up, straight from Jerusalem himself. You know the drill; you do your groundwork, and we tell you just as much as you need to know, when you need it, and never too much" Rarely did an AI bother to point out the distinction between the silicone and the biological, and who was in charge over who.

 

[Xero Scythe]

Kain sighed."Ignored again" He thought. It's what happened when you were the youngest on the ship, even if all the others depended on you for life and would probably live a lot longer by becoming close to you. He sat up, serious this time. "Alright, I need names and occupations. Yes, I should already have this info, but the military has seen fit to not give me your profiles." He shrugged on Brionac, testing the fit of the gloves, but not actvating them as he waited to hear the responses.

 

[Anah'ya]

Derrit leaned forward, hands folded neatly in her lap, and lifted her eyes to the young man. You could not count on the outwards appearance, of course, but according to his file he seemed to be the genuine article.

"Derrit Feniss," she introduced herself. "I will be documenting this--whatever it is going to be--and presenting it to the public once things are over."

She turned her head slightly and gave a vague nod towards her brother.

"Gary Feniss. He will be keeping an eye on all of your manners. Won't you?"

 

[dethklok114]

"What's with the, er, gloves there soldier boy?" Hugo said to Kain. "I've worked with a lot of electronics and technology from my school days, but I don't recall any device quite like that one you've got there."

 

[The Hairminator]

"I will try" Gary replied to his sister, his smile still lingering.

"But I don't want any of you to think of me as a shrink. I'm just here to make sure we don't slit each others throats."

He cast a look towards the peculiar power glove on Kain's hand. It looked strange, but Gary had never been a huge fan of non-sentient electronics, or weapons for that matter. He calmly remained in his seat- observing.

 

[Xero Scythe]

Kain grinned. "This here is what's gonna be savin' your lives, over and over again. It's experimental tech, codenamed 'Brionac'. Basically, it coats my hands in energy and makes it a 15 meter long halberd. The damn thing can cut through almost anything." He looked up at Cheops. "Not really sure I can give a demonstration in here, but the military wants to test this to see if it can combat the hostile life-forms on Masada. And no, you do not have to die to hear all this."

 

[Broken Orange]

"If you must know who I am. I am Dr. Howard Robertson, the xeno-biologist. That is just one of the few titles I own. If you need anymore info about me, I am sure the database contains all you might need." the good doctor said. "Despite my reputation, I will not bite off your head or anything. Just don't expect any life secerts any time soon."

 

[ThreeWords]

Spoiler: OOC

Just so you don't panic, I'm gonna move this on soon, but I want to make sure everyone's aware this is on now.

 

[Xero Scythe]

Spoiler: OOC

Just so you don't panic, I'm gonna move this on soon, but I want to make sure everyone's aware this is on now.

Spoiler: OOC

Then hurry up and move it along!

 

[Stone Wera]

Spoiler: OOC

Now I don't have to update my sheet, hooray.