The Experiment discussion

**Okay, I made this topic, but please make sure you have a plot soon!!**

Talia stood at the front of the ship, looking out the front window. She tapped a silver earpiece and said, "Dominic, the cyborg ships are coming! You ready?" A small voice came back. "Almost. The defenses are up, and were ready to attack."
"What do you mean, almost?"
"They need to get in our line of fire, and they're not close enough yet. And I need to get more defense."
"Oh." Talia looked out the window. The small lights from the enemy ship were slowly approaching. "Can you have the defenses up by the time they get here?"
"I'll try."
"Okay, hurry up, then."

"Agent Ross, please report to room 201B. Agent Ross, please report to room 201B," a monotone voice called over the loudspeaker.
Krysta sighed and stood up, stuffing the last bite of her sandwich in her mouth. She tossed her trash in the waste bin on her way out. There was a flash of blue light and the garbage disintegrated.
She reached room 201B and pressed her hand to a panel. A small light blinked twice and the doors slid open.
"I suppose I'm needed here?" she said to announce her arrival.
Her commanding officer turned and nodded.
"There's been a surprise attack launched by the cyborgs on some of our ships," he got to the point right away.
Krysta ran a hand through her long blond hair and bit softly on her bottom lip.
"Great. So it sounds like our ambassadors failed."
The man, First Commander Masterson, nodded again.
"Any word from them?" Krysta asked.
"I'm afraid not. They were scheduled to return home yesterday morning. Our officials think they're being held as captives."

Talia leaned into the back of one of one of the seats, where a dark haired woman was sitting. "Ania, are you ready?" The woman nodded. Talia looked at all the people in the control room. "Everyone ready? The cyborgs are coming. Dominic, our man in the weapons room, says he's almost ready. The attacking ship just needs to get in our sights."
Talia stared out the window again, at the ship that was still coming closer. She tapped her earpiece again. "Ready?"
"Yep."
"Fire!"

Dune was working as a hired soldier on the ship. He looked up casually as the alarm rang and people started being busy instead of acting busy. Dune looked at the monitor he sat in front of, a layout of the ship he was on. It had four different outlines, the actual layout with room numbers and descriptions, the heat signatures, the one marked with escape routes, alarms, weak spots and if there was a breach that layout would show it, and the fourth one you could click on a room and it would go into the security cameras and you could see the room. You had to have certain passwords for certain rooms though. For now, Dune just lay back in his seat.

George heard the alarm and instantly jumped into action. He grabbed his rifle in preparation for a breach, and ran to his squads rally point for this kind of situation. When he got there, he was told that they were to be manning turrets. He made his way to a turret at the bow of the ship and got ready.

"Great," Kystra said sarcastically.
"This is where you come in. We want to send you to find them."
Kystra blinked

((I'll Post more later))

"You can't be serious," Krysta said when she finally spoke, "I'm just an agent! And I'm only nineteen! I don't have the qualifications for a job such as this!"
The Commander just smiled at her.
"Krysta," he said, "I have been personally training you for the last five years, I know what you are capable of."
"I'm sure there are plenty of men who have been in the system for the last forty years who could do the job ten times better... without being killed!" Krysta argued, "I don't stand a chance on a cyborg planet!"

((Hmm..... Just to get things going.......;) ))

The ship lurched backward and to the right as a blast hit them at the 11:00 angle. Dune held onto his seat tightly and forced himself to move against the force of the blast and check the monitor. A big red area was blinking. He pressed two buttons that set the whole ship on alert, and took the microphone on the side of his helmet and yelled into it (it would be transported to every area) - "Group 1 Mechanics to Area 15. I repeat; Group 1 Mechanics to Area 15."

George blasted down as many small ships as he could, but there was just too many. They blasted the ship all over. He saw the large ship preparing boarding tubes. He got up and sounded the alarm to put the ship on red alert.

The ship creaked and moaned and screamed alarms all over. Dune looked at the box that held the camera views, and he glanced over how bad damages were, simply curious. He stopped on one. It was the bottom of the ship, right underneath the electrical room. Some of the cyborgs were silently drilling a hole into the bottom of the ship - no, they just broke through. Dune called over one of the other soldiers at the computer two down from him. The soldier looked at the camera, then went back to his own station to take care of the situation.

"Agent, you'll be fine. I'm sending a whole team with you. You'll be the captain of their team."
Krysta ran a hand through her blond hair.
"Fine. I guess I don't really have a choice."

George grabbed a rifle and and headed to where he saw one of the tubes go. He told his CO and ran off with a small defense team. They took up positions and waited.

((Yeah.. I don't think so either.. But whatever. :) ))
Talia and the other members in the room were jerked backward as the cyborg ship shot at them. Red lights flashed.
"What's happening down there?!" Talia yelled into her earpiece.
"I'm trying to hold the defenses, but they're gonna collapse soon," Dominic replied.
"What about our attackers?"
"We're doing the best we can!"

((Who is this Dominic you speak of?))

George opened fire as soon as they were in sight. He pulled the sight to his face and picked them off, one by one, but they just kept coming! "Get down" he yelled, and pressed the charge switch on an molecular disintegrator grenade.

((Okay, I'm going to make Krysta's crew soon. If any of you want to make a charrie who will be on her crew, let me know.))

((I prefer to use one charrie.))

Hylian Princess wrote: "((Okay, I'm going to make Krysta's crew soon. If any of you want to make a charrie who will be on her crew, let me know.))"

((Oh! May I?))

((please! Tell me when you've posted your charrie and then I'll make the rest of the crew. Unless someone else wants to join?))

Hylian Princess wrote: "((please! Tell me when you've posted your charrie and then I'll make the rest of the crew. Unless someone else wants to join?))"

((I'll join!))


Zachman wrote: "((Who is this Dominic you speak of?))

George opened fire as soon as they were in sight. He pulled the sight to his face and picked them off, one by one, but they just kept coming! "Get down" he ye..."

((A guy in the mechanics room. It's okay if he gets killed, I never made a charrie for him.))

((Okay! Make a charrie))

((okay, just a sec!))

((I'm done, sorry I took so long.))

((Great! I think I'll make the rest of the crew then. What other positions are there on a crew?))

((Um, I don't know..))

((Lets see... there's a mechanic, navigator, fighters of course, ammunition person... uh.... ))

((As you said before, I'll be the medic.))

((great!))

((So what's going on? I'm a little confused.))

((The ambassador to the cyborg planet has gone missing, so Krysta is being sent to find out why and find him. She's being given a whole crew to go with her))

((Is she supposed to pick people from the ship their on, or get an entirely new ship?))

((She's still on earth. commander masterson will pick her crew for her))

((Oh, I thought they were on the same ship...))

((No... okay, I'm going to make my crew soon...))

((Okay.))

((maybe tomorrow.. I'm the worst))

((Heh, I don't care when you do it.))

(( am I too late to join the crew? I made a charrie...))

((There's room, probably. You can join. I forgot what happened in this rp. D:))

((Nvm, I just read it! You can join.))

((Uh cool, what am i meant to do?))

((Um.. If Hylian comes back on this rp, you can be part of her crew, I think. But right now there's this ship that's being attacked by cyborgs, you can be on the ship. Also, if you don't know what's happened, you can read some of the past posts if you want.))

Valsten docked his alpha-5 scout ship and disembarked, he walked over and gave a short report on his recon mission to a random underling along with orders to show it to 'someone important'. He then headed to his quarters, there, on a table with some brief notes and sketches was his creation, 19" barrel, mark 6 power core, this was more than just any gun, this was his gun, and thier kind were were wanted by pilots, fighters and anyone who intended to help repel the impending cyborg boardings, Valsten was fine with this and supplied many crew-members with updated equipment, as long as they had the coin for it. He pushed aside the weapon and drew from a hidden safe his masterpiece, a sword, a sharp sword, so sharp, it cuts through combat armor with ease, 'This will fetch a good price,' he said, 'maybe the commander...'

((*raises hand*.....
I would just like to say... that I edited post 13. Ta-da.))

((Ok, I read it.))

((heh, it wasn't too important, but it is different.... Anywho.))

((So what exactly are we waiting for?))

((Idk, maybe Hylian. She was in this rp.))

((YES Join the crew! I AM ALIVE! ))

((Yay! Now where is everyone else? And who's turn was it...))