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Music OOC
This is open to anyone and their PC but be advised of the following!
*This thread takes place in a BFF-1 Bulk Freighter
*Currently unknown IC as to where the freighter is but suffice to say it's in the middle of nowhere
*Our characters wake up in stasis pods spread around the ship, as do NPCs
*Characters have nothing on their person when they wake up
*Waking up in separate locations from each other is encouraged
*Characters do not know how they got on the ship or who each other is (unless they've already met) but their memories are otherwise intact
*As the thread goes on, our characters will gradually discover what's going on (e.g. ship's name, location, how we got there, etc.)
*Creativity is encouraged!
I'm half-winging this as I go.
Feel free to find a weapon when you wake up or find one later, meet an NPC or two (maybe kill them), meet my character in your first post or later, have your pod open automatically, eat an egg, etc.
Have fun with it!
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*This thread takes place in a BFF-1 Bulk Freighter
*Currently unknown IC as to where the freighter is but suffice to say it's in the middle of nowhere
*Our characters wake up in stasis pods spread around the ship, as do NPCs
*Characters have nothing on their person when they wake up
*Waking up in separate locations from each other is encouraged
*Characters do not know how they got on the ship or who each other is (unless they've already met) but their memories are otherwise intact
*As the thread goes on, our characters will gradually discover what's going on (e.g. ship's name, location, how we got there, etc.)
*Creativity is encouraged!
I'm half-winging this as I go.
Feel free to find a weapon when you wake up or find one later, meet an NPC or two (maybe kill them), meet my character in your first post or later, have your pod open automatically, eat an egg, etc.
Have fun with it!
[PLACEMENT HOLDER FOR OOC THREAD PENDING]
Music OOC
Her eyes opened, struggling at first as though she had slept for days, or had not. Looking around, there was a length of glass right before her face, but beyond where she stood was what looked like the cargo hold of a ship. No. Too small. Maybe one cargo compartment in a number... There were containers stacked around, no window besides her own, and a Rodian’s body lying on the floor. He wasn’t moving. I don’t know him. A pistol was in his hand and a hole was in his head. She looked around again, peering for the killer, but saw no one; saw no switch inside her stasis pod that would let her out; saw no means of escape. Druk.
There was a mechanical whir like a door opening. A male Human walked across the floor to stand before her pod. A rifle rested over a shoulder, his outfit different than the other two but just as generic. He had not even glanced at the corpse but his eyes were fixed on her own, and beneath them he wore a smile. A moment lingered. I don’t know you either.
“Freeze all motor functions.” The man’s voice dripped with conceit. “That’s what the droid down the corridor told me to do before I blasted its head off. Looks like someone else got the guy behind me, but I don’t think that someone was you. No, you look like you just woke up. That’s sweet.” He shrugged. “Because now I get to put you to sleep.”
With that, the man touched a console by her pod and stepped back, the muzzle of his rifle trained on the glass as it began to slide up. Before his finger could squeeze the trigger her hand was already squeezing his neck, curling fingers in the air as she stepped forward. He dropped his gun and clutched at his throat, his mangled voice no longer so confident.
“Freeze all motor functions.” Kamelle commanded. “Except for your tongue.” She released her grip. He collapsed to the floor but his blaster slid away before he could reach for it. The man was motionless as he gazed up in fear. “If you want to keep it then you will tell me who you are, where I am and what is going on.”
“Okay, okay!” He coughed. “I’ll tell you but I don’t know much. I woke up in a pod same as you, another part of the ship. Mine opened automatically. Started exploring, wrestled with a Weequay, stuck a blade in his gut and took his gun.” That smile crept back over his face. “I got no idea where the kriffer got it, no idea what ship we’re on or where it is, and no idea how we got here. Far as I can tell, though, it’s everyone for themselves.”
“Indeed…” Kamelle considered his story. He appeared to be telling the truth. Other pods, other people...waking up on a ship with no knowledge as to how we got here or why..?
“Hey, you a Jedi? Sith? How about we partner—kkhhggh-ack-gggrrr!”
She formed a fist and watched the life drain from his eyes as he choked, his tongue lolling over a lip. Retrieving both bodies’ pistol and rifle, she holstered the former and held the latter. Like her, the two men had nothing else of value on them. Turning around, she saw the pod she had exited. It was not alone. A few others shared a row, opened and empty. A noise just then. Blaster fire outside the door. Kamelle approached it, checked her weapon, and opened the door. A corridor waited for her. And answers. So she exited the room and let her muzzle lead the way.
@Charndley