Resident Evil: Doom Station (Story Reloaded)

RESIDENT EVIL - DOOM STATION

To boost interaction between characters we will start it at the ship transporting the Scientists and UNSIA troops.

RULES:
Please be pacient with other members as most of them are not online 24/7 as many others. There will be no leaving other characters behind. When you post try to give others a chance to post a comment of their own before you post again, it will be like turn based but not exactly. NOTE:GIVE RECAPS IF THEY ARE REQUESTED. Also to other players, so that you don't miss in the action, you can leave your character under the control of another member until you get back so that you can start without having to follow on everything from behind or just spawn on the spot, the latter being totaly forbidden.

Also, I recieved complains of going too fast for other players to follow, please do not advance without having the others have a participation in the scene, remember what I said in the paragraph above, it is of CRITICAL IMPORTANCE that you heed this rule.

I can't seem to stress enough this following rule so I'll see if I can make it clearer:
NO CHANGING THE STORY, NO INVENTING PLOTS WITHOUT MY CONSENT, ON THE PREVIOUS THREAD I HAD A BIG THING PLANNED FOR THE ZOMBIES AND DEMONS AND IT ALL WENT DOWN THE TOILET BECAUSE SOMEONE INTRODUCED A ZOMBIE AT THE BEGINING. PLEASE CONSULT ME FOR PLOT IDEAS OR OTHER THINGS BEFORE YOU POST

With that said, let's begin...

A ship raced it's way to the Mars Station “Cryonix Alpha”, carrying the latest addition of Staff to the Station. There were soldiers from the UNSIA and there were Scientists. Among them was Rory Angelark, she wasn't a scientist nor a soldier but an agent of the itelligence department of the UNSIA. She was assigned as Chief of Security with the highest clearance that not even General Carlyle had. She was assigned to this by the owner and President of Cryonix William Jennings, this man was a scientist but he is the richest man in the world and owns and is the CEO of the UNSIA and all it's departments, along with the Cryonix Staff. Rory was Jennings' right hand woman, she was sent by him to keep his assets at bay, if it stopped working, she would torch it, if it got in Jennings' way she would remove it. She was taken with all of the others to meet General Carlyle, the head of the UNSIA station at the facility who was now to work under her and follow her orders to the letter, since Doctor Jennings expressed that if she wasn't obeyed then she had full authority to dispose of who did not listen by any means she deemed necesary.

Rory sat on one of the seats of the various compartments inside the ship. She cleaned up her guns as they begun the final approach on the station.

- "This is your captain speaking if you look through the right windows you'll see the facility" - The captain said through the speakers.

Rory leaned on the wall and looked out to the station.

- "Out of Hell's courtyard and into its seven circles" - Rory said.

"Heh, no kidding."

He continued toying with his weapon, 1st day on the job, hopefullly it won't be like the other days, where he would get fired on the 1st day-1st week. He had his mind set on actually keeping a job, and proving everyone who told him otherwise that he can't keep a job.

"So any idea of what they need security with weapons like this for? isn't it just a bunch of scientist and lab toys?"

- "We are there to keep it that way. If you knew what I know, then you'd probably would have wanted to stay as far from this place as you possibly could" - Rory said holstering her guns.

"I know this, I'm not losing my job on the first day again for brutality, I mean what goes wrong with a bunch of scientists, hte worst that can happen is cat fights."

He pulled out his Plasma Rifle, he was lucky enough to have won the security contest for the weapon.

- "But then there is the conflict with the Russian Mars station. They are threatening on invading us if Jennings doesn't stand down from his post as CEO of Cryonix, but since he's the owner there is pretty much nothing they can do to stop him" - Rory said.

Sgt. Travis Burton sat by himself far from the others as he checked over his HK G2000 Spec Ops rifle. He was large man by anyone's standards, and seemed to make most newcomers uneasy. He looked up at the group talking further down the passenger cabin. 'God, I hope that the scientists aren't meddling with the same shit now as the last time.' he thought as he turned back to his rifle. Travis was wearing his usual garb, consisting of black fatigues and a black Wool cap.
Travis knew that Cryonix had bought what was left of UAC and was run by a man, Dr. Jennings. Jennings had sent his right hand woman here, and he had already picked her out of the group. 'No doubt here to bust my balls.' Travis thought as he raised his empty rifle and sighted through the scope. The soft click of the inner mechanism as he pulled the trigger was music to his ears. He leaned the rifle against the compartment wall as he reached into a vest pocket with his right hand. Travis produced a box of Cigars and pulled one out. After he took it out of the wrapper and snipped the end Travis lit the stogie using a match and took a long puff off of it. 'Welcome to Hell.' he thought as he mentally welcomed the newcomers.

"oh boy, they don't expect us to take prisoners do they?"

He activated the plasma gun and it began sucking in mini plasma particles, the space was too closed up so it wasn't taking in that much particles at the moment

Jake sat in the shadows quietly listening to his comrads. He wondered if they even knew he was there. His intentions for now was just to listen. He pulled out a small zippo lighter and flipped its top open, and closed, and open and so fourth loudly. "...."

Rory had Travis in her sight. Jennings had given her his profile and asked her to check on the guy. The last time the Mars installation was in trouble she was also there with another alias. She looked over to Jake who was opening and closing the top of his lighter in an annoying way.

- "Cut that out soldier" - Rory ordered.

Jake snapped it open again and snapped it shut and put it in his packet. His hair covering his eyes, he looked at Rory and shook his head lightly "Dont call me 'Soldier' " he said loud enough for her to hear. He chuckled a bit "Nothing but a scientist, there is a big difference between a mindless brute, and a scientist who is somone who actually does something with their lives."

Travis continued to puff on his cigar as he looked out the window next to him. 'Hoped I would never see this place again. Although this time I have a good idea of what to do.' he thought to himself. Travis looked around the cabin and thought about the new people. 'If it happens again, can you save them?' he thought to himself.

Rae sat on a metallic bench in the far corner of the room. She half mindedly balanced the tip of her combat knife on the edge of her finger. Although she appeared to be concentrating on keeping the thing still, her mind went over a mental list of equiptment. She was always prepared. Especially this time. Like most others, she didn't have a full understanding for what exactly went on at these labs. She only knew that there was work to do, and she was here to do it.
"Sight seeing. My favorite." She said sarcastically in response to the pilots voice.

Travis remembered how he felt when he first arrived at Mars City five years ago. He felt like a discarded piece of waste, waiting to be forgotten. Now he felt like a man on a mission. "Sight seeing. My favorite." a beautiful female soldier said as she balanced her combat knife on her index finger. Travis looked at her and wondered what events had happened in her past to lead her down this path.

Travis looked down to his thigh holster and thought about checking over his Desert Eagle, but opted to wait until he was safely in his quarters. He new there would be some kind of speech when they arrived, and if his last visit was any indication he would recieve a PDA and have to report directly to UNSIA HQ for immediate debriefing. 'New company, new rules, same mistakes.' He thought as he flicked the excess ash from the tip of his cigar.

Jake looked out the window boredily. "Does anyone have a cigerette?" He asked as he stared blanky out the window. He got sick easy, especially when he saw the deep void known as space. Motion sickness is what took him, he needd to calm his nerves.

Rae glanced up for a brief moment to catch a glimpse from another soldier. She wondered why so many of them were so interested in smoking. It surprised her that the ships officials would allow them to indulge in such luxuries.
Seeing as they would be nearing their destination, Rae arced the blade into the air and caught it by the handle, sheathing it in one swift movement.

Jake looked at her "Like i said.. 'mindless brute'." he said, "Everytime you do that you have a chance of injuring yourself." He stood up and walked over away from everyone else and away from the windows. He sat there quetly in lab coat still on him.

"Hey, Beaker. 75% of the population in Mars City are soldiers. With your attitude I wouldn't expect to make many friends." Travis said without looking up from his cigar. "The last thing we need is one person creating a problem for all of us, so the next time you form an opinion do us all a favor; keep it to yourself." Travis said as he looked towards the seated scientist.

"Don't need, nor want friends." he stated simply before looking up at the soldier. "I think you are the one creating problems right now, trying to start fights solves nothing. Look at the facts and tell me why you like toying with dangorous objects? Or perhaps you could tell me what a gun of that size" He pointed to the plasma cannon another soldier had "will do esides slow you down? Maybe even tell me what good a soldier is when the only thing they know how to do is kill someone?"

" Ask me that question again after I save your ass from a bad situation using a big-ass gun." Travis said as he looked back to the female soldier. "That's a nice knife, but don't you think it is a bit small for combat?"

"Oh i probebly will" Jake said with a roll of his eyes. "Its obvious you are experience with battle, but that wont be enough. You have to be able to know what your going to do next, and worry only of yourself." Jake smiled slightly as he pulled out the handgun he was given. "And furthermore, you wont be saving anyone if your already dead." he said as he put his handgun back in his holster.