Prelude: Miner Diner Sixty-Niner

The year is 2112. Mankind has all but abandoned a desolate Earth in lieu of exploring space. Their homeworld laid waste and ravaged by a deadly virus, humanity makes their new home amongst the stars and planets that adorn the universe. Haunted reminders of a brutal past soon become prevalent and our heroes are forced to combat an ancient enemy. The dead rise from their graves and live once more! This time in space. AFMBE: Deadly Resurgence is a Hybridized Space Opera campaign in which players battle the undead in a futuristic science fiction/survival horror setting. Utilizing the All Flesh Must Be Eaten rules by UniSystem Games, Deadly Resurgence hopes to tell the tale of what it would be like if one were to encounter technologically advanced forms of undead in space.The game is run by our own Cyborg Psychotic, Eanwulf the Grey.
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Re: Prelude: Miner Diner Sixty-Niner

Post by MadVlat » Tue Jan 31, 2012 8:25 am

Zeke takes the explosive patches and moves back several feet. Instead placing the burdesome plastic along the archway leading into the chamber. "If there is something in der that we can't deal with make for the exit and we blow the entry before skadadaling up yonder"...
...And the stone of the earth and the wind in the sky bowed before the wisdom of the Ancient One...

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Re: Prelude: Miner Diner Sixty-Niner

Post by Muskrat » Tue Jan 31, 2012 10:09 pm

"Ah, yes," says Veejay absently, now absorbed in cutting open the door and seeing what lies beyond. What secrets are the Illuminati hiding here? And will he be able to get away before they mindwipe him this time?

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Post by Eanwulf » Wed Feb 01, 2012 2:17 am

Gus' pride looks to be wounded when Zeke and Dr. Veejay tell him to stop placing the plastic explosive on top of the bulkhead door. The runty little man even goes so far as to begin pouting like a spoiled child not getting their way. The whiner's mood is quickly silenced however, by Zeke, as the man quickly puts him in his place with nothing more than a stern glance and the slightest raise of a backhand. Still sulking over the matter, Gus merely resides to one part of the room and begins fashioning crude farm animals out of the plastique that he has left over.

Dr. Veejay's initial examination of the room denotes the age of the chamber as well as several additional findings. The quizzical professor then lends his assistance to his newfound companion in trying to sever the bulkhead door's hinges with his blowtorch. As he does so, Zeke eventually finds himself placing plastic explosives around the archway leading into the chamber itself. Should they run across anything "foul."

A few minutes go by and the pair quickly realize that it is going to take a lot more than a simple cutter's torch to remove the hinges. Simply put, the thing was made to last! Fashioned in bomb shelter design, the tempered steel structure seems to resist most of the torch's heat and soon proves to be rather troublesome. Glowing red and then white hot, the bulkhead's hinges give little way to the two's endeavor and slowly begins to cool itself back down as the two ponder their next course of action.

Meanwhile, topside, Slim hisses wildly. Shouting down below, he comments. "We've got company!"
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