Condition Red RP thread

[Digital Vulpine]

The spatial distortions suddenly intensify, and take on a menacing appearance.  Flashes of light blink out of empty space, and the hum has turned into a warped, menacing growl.  Assistants are frantically typing commands into their computer terminals, and Joe yells,
"The spatial distortions are intensifying, we can't control them!"
The professor's face turns as white as his hair, which is now verifiably standing on end.
"Shut eet down!  Ve must stop eet!"
You now hear frantic chatter as the prototype spirals out of control.
"Power levels exceeding safe parameters by 30% and climbing!"
"Shutting down reactors two and three... power levels are continuing to climb."
"The subspace structure has begun self-resonating, we can't stop it!"
"Shut it down, dammit!  Cut the power lines!"
"The lines ARE cut, sir!  The machine's still drawing power from somewhere!"
"Vat?  Eempossible!"
"It can't be, check the backup power!"
"Backup lines are cut too, sir!"
"Good god... get out of here!  Get the hell out!  I'll stabilize it as long as--AAAAARRRG!"
The room disappears in a blinding flash of light, and you all feel as if you've been hit by a powerful shockwave, except instead of knocking you back it passed right through you.  You hear screams as the light quickly fades, and find yourselves in total darkness.  You can't even see the hand in front of your face, but you can hear coughing and heavy breathing.  It sounds like some people may have got hurt, but all of you are apparently fine other than getting tossed around a bit.

[Geary]

Jake checked himself for any serious wounds, and, after finding none, questioned to see who was still alive. "Everybody with a pulse, groan." Jake began rubbing his eyes to get any residue dust out of them. Something tells me that wasn't supposed to happen... I hope the others are okay... the otter stood up, wobbly from the shock, and dried to see through the remaining smoke.

[EmperorDJ]

"It just keeps getting better and better....." DJ Groaned. "Mom was right, I should have been an Actor." Desmond checked his body to see if anything was broken. The good thing was: there wasn't any broken bones. The bad thing...... he could feel blood coming from the right side of his stomach. "Well it doesn't seem like it'll be serious, but it needs to be patched up fast. "Everybody with a pulse, groan." Desmond heard a voice from a distance, it sounded like that white thing from the lab. Desmond took a piece of gum from his pocket and threw it in his mouth. "Hey *chew chew* White Ferret-thing, I'm *chew* over here and I kinda need some first aid."    I love watermelon flavor

[AlexShrub]

"Medic?" whimpered Andrew. He could taste blood on the inside of his cheek and was sore as Hell. In the darkness, it was hard to see if anything besides a bleeding mouth was wrong, but he was pretty sure he was fine. Feeling behind him for his rifle, he felt his fingers on the lever of the action and carefully dragged it over. Using it as an aid, he picked himself up and began to trudge over to where he heard Desmond's and Jake's voices.
*step* "Ow." *step* "Ow." *step* "Ow." *step*...
It'll take all the belly-rubs in the World to take away this soreness.

[Geary]

Jake sighed at Desmond's statement. "Dang it Desmond, I'm an otter and you know it." Jake rubbed his head, feeling a warm liquid dripping down his forehead. "Dammit, that hurt. Okay, what's wrong with you two at the moment? Broken leg, broken arm, deep cut, impaled, broken spine? Those would be the things and engineer cannot help you with. Desmond, you have military training, right? Didn't they teach you how to improvise bandages?"

[EmperorDJ]

"bah, all of you animals look the same." Desmond stood up and felt a sharp pain in his leg. "Ow....that smarts." DJ then fell right back down to were he was. "Well it seems I have a sprain in my leg.... or its broken......or some sort of fracture.............. or whatever."  "Besides I'm a weapons and leadership specialist, first aid isn't really my forte." It was JUST then DJ noticed something...... "Say, where the hell are we and why is it darker then my grandma's basement!?"

[Stormkit]

Cosmo landed, but not hard enough to really hurt anything. He was a little sore and had a scratch on his cheek (it stung anyway) but hopefully nothing was worse than that. He did a quick pat down and found nothing missing or out of place, though there was a brief moment of panic when he found one of his pockets was wet. 'That had BETTER not be the isopropyl alcohol,' he thought as he brought his hands up to his nose to sniff... grape? "Aw man... that was my lunch!" he exclaimed, pulling out the soggy remains of a sandwich from his pocket morosely. Not really hungry anymore and knowing that the sandwich wouldn't last, Cosmo tossed it aside and fumbled around his pockets to pull out his keychain mini-light and taking a look around.

[Digital Vulpine]

You still seem to be in the observation area, but all the lights are out and there are obviously no windows so far underground, which explains the darkness...  The beam from Cosmo's keylight shines weakly through thick dust that was kicked up.  It seems that not everything was in exactly the same place, with...unfortunate consequences for some assistants that shared space with the moved equipment.  Besides that, some stuff seems to have been knocked over and fell on other unfortunate people.  It seems that you four are the only survivors...

Wait...

You hear coughing and see something moving under a pile of toppled boxes!  Perhaps someone else survived?

[Stormkit]

OC: Of.... course we're the only survivors >.>

After a quick look around, Cosmo realized that of the four people clearly alive, only two of them were injury free. The engineer was looking at one and the other one was prone to playing up injuries for sympathy and would probably be fine, so he started looking at the rest of the room in the meanwhile. He winced a little as he passed over what were surely dead bodies (no one could survive being crushed at the waist, and even if they did, it might be better they didn't. However there were a few boxes moving a little and Cosmo moved over to try clearing them out of the way. They were pretty light, which was probably why the person under them was still fine so Cosmo had no trouble lifting them out of the way to find... the professor! "You survived!" Cosmo exclaimed, helping him to his feet. "Looks like you're uninjured. Do you know what went wrong?"

[AlexShrub]

"Oh, Great. The wackjob hast returned! I'ma take a nap now..." And Andrew did take a nap, a rather uncomfortable one consisting of him falling to the ground and his rifle smacking him across the nose; thankfully by that time he was already unconscious.

[Stormkit]

Cosmo stared owlishly for a brief moment at the golden retriever before returning his attention to the professor. Looks like he HADN'T playing it up time, but there wasn't any way for Cosmo to have known that.

[Geary]

Jake sighed. He never particularly liked the soldiers and guards who were posted around the compound, but it had to be his luck that these two were the ones he was stuck with. "Aside from our muscle being wounded and unconscious, what do you have to report Cos?" Jake tore a dozen thin strips from Andrew's shirt before using them as bandages to cover his wounds. "With all this dust, it's be best to cover any wounds before they get infected."

[EmperorDJ]

Aside for the cut on his waist and his now bunk right leg, Desmond seemed to be feeling better. The sight of people he was once acquainted with now dead was a horrifying sight. "This is why I'm not to fond of science ....." He sat up and took a look to his left and dimly saw that one of those heavy metal shelves had been knocked over and was lying very close to him. . . . . .. . . He looked up to the ceiling. "That's your way of saying I should go to church more, isn't it......?"

[AlexShrub]

(Off, or rather on topic but not in context of the RP, but as a banter between participants...

Andrew is not a Golden Retriever, he is an Australian Shepherd.
I know it is Andrew you speak of, as he is the only dog, so please, Aussie, not Goldy.

That is all, no hard feelings.)

[Digital Vulpine]

"I Heard zat, you... vake up!  I'm not done eenzulting you!  Hmf."
It was indeed the Professor, and other than a few scrapes he seems to be just fine.  He picks his glasses up off the ground,  cleans them off and says,
"Zank you, ich bin gut.  Zee subspace tranzporter seemz to haf malfunctioned, zee reaction vent out of control, und created ein self-rezonating spaze-time bubble.  Ve vere trapped een zee bubble ven eet collapsed, und zent here."
The professor looks around a bit and continues,
"Zenz ve zeem to be een zee zame place, I can only conclude zat ve haf traveled through time!  Ve must find ein vay to aktivate zee emergency power zupply, zen ve vill zee vere ve are... oh!  you dropped zis."

The professor hands Cosmo the piece of paper, which apparently fell out of his pocket.  It says, "Apollo".  Desmond sees that roll of tape again... it must have gotten transported with you.  In addition, you notice that one of the boxes fell open, spilling some flashlights and a first-aid kit on the ground.