Futuristic The (RE)Advertures and (RE)MisAdventures of "The Pride"

[DeeDiebS]

Before we start guys I just want to say thank you for joining, I always wanted to do an RP like this and you guys are making it possible so thanks. But I don’t want it to be my RP alone. Sure ill Come up with some missions for us but I am only creative to a finite point so to make this an even better RP it will haft to be a joint effort of all of us. Like for example Colt accidentally breaks a major component for this ship's engine or Thrace gets shot in the middle of a space battle and Tasha must nurse him back to health. Stuff like that will make this RP 100Xs better. But lets all remember, (Though I really don’t haft to say this to you guys but I will anyway). We, Are, Humans. We, Can, And Just Might, DIE.(or have near death experiences). So lets not god mod the ship Right Thrace. Oh And Finally Cursing is allowed (It really adds emphasis to what ever is going on and Makes it Quite funny) But don’t curse when you describing the nail you just stepped on. Its completely unnecessary at that point. So finally I want to say thank you again and lets make some $$$.

 

[DeeDiebS]

Narrator: Last time on The Adventures and Misadventures of "The Pride." Our heroes were on there way from Neptune after meeting with a Milinda Gathers. There she assigned them a mission to assassinate her once beloved husband who was residing on the Moon of Triton. Now we catch up with our heroes as they awake from their quarters around the ship and move to the Common Area making preparations for they're mission.


"Ok, so who wants to go down to the moon?" Devon said as he joined the rest of his crew sitting around a holographic image of the moon.


@Yang @Kazanna @Zalban @xxDragonEater95xx @Nthtiho12

 

[Yang]

There was a multitude of crack crack crackle pop poppidy pop from one end of the table.


Tasha looked down sheepishly, stretching her newly popped neck. "Sounds good to me."

 

[xxDragonEater95xx]

"One small step for man..." Sasha mutters under her breath as she stares at the hologram of the moon, "I'm ready to go whenever." Sasha lets out a quick yawn and stretches her limbs. She rested well and can't wait to get back out there, hopefully minus floating through the vacuum of space, although a definite adrenaline rush, she'd prefer not to wonder if her final moments will be adrift in the ever-expanding nothingness.

 

[Kazanna]

But lets all remember, (Though I really don’t haft to say this to you guys but I will anyway). We, Are, Humans. We, Can, And Just Might, DIE.(or have near death experiences). So lets not god mod the ship Right Thrace.

((OOC Um I'm sorry but I'm the first one to take injury, At an action that even I, OOC, could pull off without getting hurt. So you don't need to tell ME about that >.> Jerk!))


Thrace glanced at the holographic image, and raises his hand, "Even though I know I'm not invited... Memememe!" He said with a droll look on his face. He stood up, and waved to Devon, "I'll be getting us in and out again I suppose..." he muttered. His face had a lazy look to it as he made his way back into the cockpit and began running a systems check.

 

[Zalban]

Chris shrugged and rubbed his still charred back. "I'll go down no problem. But I want Tasha to check out my burns first before we head out. Still a little smokey." He grinned sheepishly and leaned back.

 

[Yang]

Tasha cracked a grin and laughed. "You know, sometimes I think you men take pride in being injured."

 

[DeeDiebS]

"Alright then lets make some money. Tasha do some research on our target." Devon whisked his hand in the recycled air as he collected his thoughts. "Things like, when He's going to speak next or his next press conference, where he likes to eat, if he going off world, things like that. Once you've collected enough information on the location of the man give Thrace the coordinates. Chris, Sasha no weapons, yet. We'll be going down as respectful, humble, caring, citizens. So if you know you'll have an impulse to kill anybody for no apparent or logical reason I suggest you stay with the ship." With a Simple sway of his fingers hologram dissipated into the air and the regular lights flicked back on. Devon stood there with his arms folded and a smirk on his face, so anybody has any questions, comments, or concerns?"

 

[Yang]

Tasha nodded. "I'll get back to you in a few minutes."


She turned away from him and sat down at a computer, opening a tab.