Crash landing in the jungle! (Nova Valhalla Federation- Merc guild/Open)

[RC 212]

Location: Unknown spot on Dagobah
Objective: Survive

[member="Meanken"] [member="Eldoc Quasat"] [member="Cyrus Falcor"] [member="Asteria Starcatcher"]

RC shook his head, and came too. The smell of burning wreckage and musty swamp thrust its way through his helmet into his nostrils. There was so much smoke, he was choking on it. With a vengeance he ripped off his helmet and tossed it aside rising up n shaky knees.

The area was nigh a hellhole. The wreckage of their crashed craft was smeared across the jungle as small brushfire roared. He couldn't remember why they crashed, or where they were going. But he did remember his Mercs were on board.

He cast about trying to find them through the thick smoke.

"Hello?"

Nothing.

This must be it, the atonement for my sins. Stranded with my men killed in a crash. The great RC 212's last mission.

RC pushed past the uncertainty.

"Hello anybody, who's alive SPEAK!" He roared, hoping desperately some one was still here and breathing...

 

[Meanken]

[member=RC 212]

Well, this job was getting off to a wonderful start. Someone needed to fire whatever pilot crashed the ship. he got up off the ground. Luckily, he seemed to have suffered minimal injury's. Lot of smoke in the air. It was at times like this he was glad he had invested in a full body suit that had an air filter. Not something that would last in space or anything, but it meant he wasn't choking on the air. He heard someone else yelling. Sounded like the boss.

"Ya, I'm here! What idiot was driving this thing?"

 

[Cross Ikon]

I woke up, to see my temporary quarters smoking around me. And then I realized that there were no quarters. Or walls. Just my bed, and a steaming crater around me. I heard a guy shouting that sounded like Arcee, and I craned my neck. I looked around to see forests around me. For a lovely second, I thought I was back on Lubang Minor, and this was one of those kinky things me and Rikki sometimes indulged in.

"Stop yelling, nerf herder... I'm trying to sleep."

Luckily, I'd been too tired to change out of my clothes from yesterday. I was wearing a sleeveless shirt, and loose-fit leather pants. Strapped to my chest, was my gun and a knife.

"Seriously, man, am I having such a hangover that I think we're in a forest?"

[member='RC 212']

 

[Meanken]

[member="Cross Ikon"]

Chaff heard Cross yelling too. He turned in his direction.

"Cross! I swear, if you crashed the ship cause you got drunk at the driver's seat again, you're dead!"

 

[RC 212]

[member="Cross Ikon"] [member="Meanken"]

Alas survivors!

RC turned to the two to see them amongst the wreckage and smiled. His face was worn and tattered. Rc was near the end of his life and it would soon be the doom of everyone if he died so suddenly. Now he remembered why they were here...

"Get up fools, there's a huge cache of gold here, left by ancient pirates. I need your help to pull this off."

RC scratched a quick map on the ground.

"The ship broke apart for some reason as we landed in the treeline. The map is in one of the wreckage pieces. There is many horrors in this swamp. I was once here when a plague ravaged it. There may still be force ghosts and other manner of nasties. Understand now?"

 

[Cross Ikon]

I shook my head at Chaff, and pointed at the wrecked remains of my bedroom.

"I was asleep, man."

I looked at Arcee, and groaned. The guy looked like he was rotting to death, which he was.

"You mean, there's things more dead than you out here? I hate ghosts.... And you've ruined the whole idea of buried treasure for me."

[member="RC 212 "] @Meanken

 

[Meanken]

[member=RC 212]

"And tell me, oh great and glorious leader, how the hell do you expect us to fight something that doesn't even bleed?" Chaff asked sarcastically.

 

[RC 212]

[member="Cross Ikon"] [member="Meanken"]

RC looked at the two of them funnily.

"Fight no you don't understand men. We cannot fight ghosts at all. If we are besieged by the wraiths we must flee. As for creatures of flesh and blood, those we can certainly fight!"

RC cast about his cyborg eyes picking up the lights and smoke and sifting through them.

"We will head towards the largest piece first. Meanken you take point. Cross middle, i'll take rear."

RC cocked his massive railgun with tungsten slug and nodded.

"Lets move, whatever hunts at night can smell the dead crew blood."

 

[Meanken]

[member=RC 212]

"So our plan is to run. Wonderful plan." Chaff said as he walked in the front and drew his gun, keeping an eye out for targets as he started walking.

 

[Cross Ikon]

I drew my gun, leaving my knife in its sheathe. Usually, I was teched out in one of my uniforms right now, but I'd been asleep. The shirt I was wearing had no protection whatsoever.

"So, what say we find this gold, and possibly attempt to get out of here? I don't like having my mind possessed."

I took the middle, making long, sweeping movements of my head so I had full view of the area around us.

[member="Meanken"] @RC 212

 

[RC 212]

[member="Meanken"] [member="Cross Ikon"]

"You wont, just keep walking."

RC kept his cybrog ears open, hearing everything that happened in the forest. If a squirel shit, he would know it.

The ground was treacherous and the sun was fading fast. As night closed in on the group they covered several miles until Rc could see the next wreck up ahead. Something was off though.

RC scanned it with thermals and locked in his vision.

There was more than one body in there and they definitely were not human.

"Hold up."

RC crept forwards on his belly, peering down the sights of his railgun. Some sort of demonic monsters were upon the vessel. As he watched his ocular implants widened. His crew that was within the ship was screaming, being eaten slowly alive.

"Rakghouls, kill them!"

He leveled his railgun and squeezed the trigger. It rang with a resounding

CRACK

A high velocity projectile launched at sonic speeds straight into the first Rakghoul. The body exploded in a ball of flesh and bone. Putrid blood and flesh particles flashed everywhere as the tungsten round ripped through the creature dropping it dead.

The forest lit up with howls of the night and the shadows began to move. RC's railgun whined as it cycled another round into the chamber, recharging the magnetic fields. Rakghouls began to flood in from all directions...

 

[Meanken]

[member=RC 212] [member="Cross Ikon"]

"Of all the things we could have ran into!" Chaff yelled as he started firing at the beasts. They started dropping one at a time as he fired, then he heard a roar on his left. He turned just in time to see one leaping for his face. He deployed his wrist blade and cut it out of the air, knocking it away. behind him, another roar sounded, and more charged at him. He hit his flamethrower, keeping the beasts back.

"if you have a plan, now would be a good time to hear it!"

 

[Cross Ikon]

I didn't even blink when we hit the Ghouls. I just held up my gun in both hands and started firing. A perfect shot through the eye on one, one in the leg, causing another to bleed out. A gutshot on one of the biggest and nastiest, who started to flail about.

"Why are these here? I thought they were native to Taris... And don't look at me for a plan. I say we just shoot 'em."

[member="Meanken"] @RC 212

 

[RC 212]

[member="Meanken"] [member="Cross Ikon"]

RC fired another massive railgun round, cutting through a line of the rakghouls and dropping them. Flames began to envelop the group as Chaff opened up on the ghouls. RC grunted as one attacked, and grabbed with a cybernetic fist twirling it around his head and launching it back into the crowd.

Both hands dropped the massive railgun to its sling and drew twin silenced slugthrowers. RC unloaded in a semi circle.

Pffft
Pfft
Pfft

Ghouls dropped by the score as his targeting systems tracked their skulls and he placed round after round into the tide. Blood began to flow so thick that the swamp was rising around their feet, swallowing them up.

"Some one brought them here! Fight our way to the wreckage take up a fighting position and kill them all, we're too exposed here."

RC sheathed both pistols and drew a massive vibroaxe from his back, laying into the sea of monsters. Axe met flesh and blood and guts flew through the air in diabolical whirlwind.

"Push!"

 

[Noamd]

Nomad emerged from one of the trees. "For the record the flying wasn't me" he said before drawing his E-11 blaster "There's also another possibility about the Rakghouls. Someone turned a crew into them then they hunted everyone who has landed here. This planet is great for Ambushes" He continued as he fired into the swarm of Rakghouls.

[member="Cross Ikon"]
[member="Meanken"]
[member="RC 212"]

 

[Meanken]

[member=RC 212] [member="Cross Ikon"]

"What idiot would even think of putting these things on a ship!?" Chaff yelled. He took his gun and cut down the ones being held back by his flamethrower, then turned to the ship. He switched the gun to the other hand, then started advancing, firing his missiles at groups of the things while using his gun to pick off individual ones.

"I got the front, cover the flank!"

 

[Sy' Lanat]

Sy' was at first unaware of his surroundings. He just knew that his dreams were disturbed, strange, and uncontrolled. Then he awoke and realized that he was in what was left of a ships bunking area. Obviously the ship he had been on had crashed and probably knocked him unconscious. This theory was proved more possibly correct by the intense pain in his head when he tried to stand. Then he realized, once the pounding in his head had stopped, that there was a strange sound emanating from nearby. It sounded like snuffling and scratching. He saw the strange beast walking around the area, apparently trying to find its prey.

Sy' suddenly thought that maybe he was the prey. With that thought in mind he grabbed for his sniper, normally kept on his back, however it was not there. He looked around, feeling his leg hit a metal box and knock it over. The creature quickly turned away from a small pool of blood and looked over at the Chiss. Sy' tried to move towards where he saw the rifle underneath a bunk that had fallen over, but as he did so the ghoul charged at him. Hearing the beast almost upon him, Sy' aimed a punch at the beast's face. With the fear strengthening his pitiful blow, the punch landed squarely on the ghouls nasal area. The creature fell to its side with pain. It screeched and clawed at its bleeding face.

Sy' raced over to his sniper and tried to pull it out, but it was pinned down by the heavy bunk. His fear rose as the rakghoul recovered from its actually small amount of pain. It started charging faster at Sy' intent on catching this annoying prey. Sy' could hear the beast crashing towards him, just as his sniper slipped out from beneath the bunk. He swung the rifle around letting loose a covering fire. A single shot caught the ghoul in the chest sending it reeling back in agony. Out of mercy, Sy' aimed for the head and let loose another shot into the creature's skull, turning into a crisped face.

Sy' stood still for a moment longer, taking breaths quickly trying to slow his heart. He emptied his snipers magazine, finding that it was used up, and set a new clip into it. He moved to one of the many openings in the broken room and slipped outside. He heard gunfire in the distance so he headed in that direction.

(OOC: hope that that was a good post for coming in late. Oh, and RC did you have an idea of how the plague got onto the ship? Because I have another character that could be an answer.)

[member="Meanken"]
[member="Nomad Crimson"]
@RC 212
[member="Cross Ikon"]

 

[RC 212]

@Sy' Q. Lant
OOC: Go for it.

 

[Harrip]

(OOC: Sy' Lant here. This guy is the answer if you would like it. He's a man infected by a Rakghoul that has been kept sentient by Sith Alchemy. He can spread the disease and it could easily be that he lost control when someone angered him and he scratched or bit some people. Is that alright?)

@RC 212

 

[Noamd]

[ooc: guys I suggest you move to PM]

Nomad turned around to see someone else emerging from the ship.

he looked past him to see another swarm of Rakghouls "Seriously have they been breeding here since B.B.Y?" he said both annoyed and sarcasticly

[member="Harrip"]
[member="RC 212"]
[member="Cross Ikon"]
[member="Meanken"]