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Ray Kon
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The alarms blared in his ears as the team veteran, Peppy Hare, rushed onto the bridge, the doors of the turbolift barely managing to close through the hell that Great Fox was being forced through. A large chunk of the port wall of the bridge was dented in seriously, and the continuous barrage of asteroids and rubble landing on the frame was not helping the situation at all. As Peppy flung himself into his chair, he sent the viewscreens a fearful glance...the black and green screens were flickering dangerously, some of them already gone black. The faint voice of the Great Fox's speaking interface could barely be heard over the racket of the alarms, and the hammering of the shields outside.
"...Engineering, 10%...main power, 24%...life support, 45%...thrusters, 4%...auxilary power, 11%...shields, 10%...all major powers failing...take emergency precautions..."
Peppy cursed. The hare reached a bloody arm over the console, desperately reaching for the Intercom button.. he failed to reach it, and as a particularly large rock collided head-on with the windshield, the elder was tossed crudely out of his seat, sprawled over the controls. Cursing again, he forced himself to clutch his arm for a few moments, trying to stop the feverous bleeding.. he was starting to feel faint. He bit his lip so hard that it, too, started to bleed, but he thrust his hand out.. and his middle finger brushed the button. He grunted, forcing his whole hand down onto the console, and yelled over the noise: "All hands, this is Peppy! We are in serious trouble, I repeat, we are in SERIOUS trouble! Grab whatever the hell you can, I'm putting on Slipstream.. hope to God this works.. or it's the end of us all!"
And with that, the hare rolled off the console.. he grabbed the Slipstream lever on the way down, and pulled it back until he was forced to let go in order to prevent his fall. By the time he hit the ground, Great Fox had shot into subspace, flying through Slipstream at lightspeed, the Thrusters' power dead now. They were relying solely on the huge wormhole that was circling them. Everything else had failed... the Great Fox was a wreck... and Peppy had pulled the lever back so far that it took him a good ten minutes to pull it back up. By that time, Slipstream had wormed its way through space, hundreds of thousands of lightyears away from their old position. And now, when the first screen flickered back to life, Peppy's eyes widened. His fists clenched. His heart stopped.
Location: Unknown
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"Peppy to all hands," the hare said smally, still gazing up at the flickering screen, pure terror written on his face. "..report to the bridge. Now."
Plot: The StarFox team is having problems with the Great Fox's controls, and it results in the ship being pulled into a meteor field.. in an attempt to escape death, the team's veteran and Advisor, Peppy Hare (played by me), launches the ship into a sublight tunnel of travel known as 'Slipstream'. When they come out of Slipstream, Peppy discovers that the ship is lost on the other side of the galaxy, and that no other StarFleet Command ship has ever been to the sector... they are utterly alone in a brand new world.
Rules:
Keep Cussing to a minimum; It's ok if it fits the situation, but due to the audience-level of this forum, try to avoid it.
Type in full sentances; Use proper grammar, people. Please.
Only control YOUR character; I know all of you know this, but to n00bs who want to join... you can't come in and say that Falco got shot, if you don't play Falco. Got it? Good.
About Pausing the RP; I have no problem if you want to pause the plot to wait for people who have no posted, but let's try to do this early, so people don't get upset... I've been tortured by a blender for this very reason. XD Uchiha Sasuke knows what I mean...
Character Profile, to be stated before joining:
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Species:
Apperance: (a paragraph, please)
Personality: (a paragraph, please)
Primary Weapon:
Secondary Weapon:
Alliance:
Uniform Description: (a paragraph, please)
Personal History: (a paragraph at least)
Other than that, it's an Open deal. Come on in!
"...Engineering, 10%...main power, 24%...life support, 45%...thrusters, 4%...auxilary power, 11%...shields, 10%...all major powers failing...take emergency precautions..."
Peppy cursed. The hare reached a bloody arm over the console, desperately reaching for the Intercom button.. he failed to reach it, and as a particularly large rock collided head-on with the windshield, the elder was tossed crudely out of his seat, sprawled over the controls. Cursing again, he forced himself to clutch his arm for a few moments, trying to stop the feverous bleeding.. he was starting to feel faint. He bit his lip so hard that it, too, started to bleed, but he thrust his hand out.. and his middle finger brushed the button. He grunted, forcing his whole hand down onto the console, and yelled over the noise: "All hands, this is Peppy! We are in serious trouble, I repeat, we are in SERIOUS trouble! Grab whatever the hell you can, I'm putting on Slipstream.. hope to God this works.. or it's the end of us all!"
And with that, the hare rolled off the console.. he grabbed the Slipstream lever on the way down, and pulled it back until he was forced to let go in order to prevent his fall. By the time he hit the ground, Great Fox had shot into subspace, flying through Slipstream at lightspeed, the Thrusters' power dead now. They were relying solely on the huge wormhole that was circling them. Everything else had failed... the Great Fox was a wreck... and Peppy had pulled the lever back so far that it took him a good ten minutes to pull it back up. By that time, Slipstream had wormed its way through space, hundreds of thousands of lightyears away from their old position. And now, when the first screen flickered back to life, Peppy's eyes widened. His fists clenched. His heart stopped.
Location: Unknown
---
"Peppy to all hands," the hare said smally, still gazing up at the flickering screen, pure terror written on his face. "..report to the bridge. Now."
Plot: The StarFox team is having problems with the Great Fox's controls, and it results in the ship being pulled into a meteor field.. in an attempt to escape death, the team's veteran and Advisor, Peppy Hare (played by me), launches the ship into a sublight tunnel of travel known as 'Slipstream'. When they come out of Slipstream, Peppy discovers that the ship is lost on the other side of the galaxy, and that no other StarFleet Command ship has ever been to the sector... they are utterly alone in a brand new world.
Rules:
Keep Cussing to a minimum; It's ok if it fits the situation, but due to the audience-level of this forum, try to avoid it.
Type in full sentances; Use proper grammar, people. Please.
Only control YOUR character; I know all of you know this, but to n00bs who want to join... you can't come in and say that Falco got shot, if you don't play Falco. Got it? Good.
About Pausing the RP; I have no problem if you want to pause the plot to wait for people who have no posted, but let's try to do this early, so people don't get upset... I've been tortured by a blender for this very reason. XD Uchiha Sasuke knows what I mean...
Character Profile, to be stated before joining:
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Species:
Apperance: (a paragraph, please)
Personality: (a paragraph, please)
Primary Weapon:
Secondary Weapon:
Alliance:
Uniform Description: (a paragraph, please)
Personal History: (a paragraph at least)
Other than that, it's an Open deal. Come on in!