Afraid of the dark.........(Scifi based)

Dthera

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Not much is known about why humans prefere the light to the dark. It's said to be a subconcious trait built genetically into us from our ancestors who knew that to venture into the darkness was a most certain death sentence. The cosmic void offers many such environments, which is why ships must have running lights but what happens when there is malfunction? How does the human race keep their sanity as the darkness swallows them up, hiding the gruesome fate of death from all or worst the gruesome fate of simply being forgotten and left in the eternal darkness.

The Cruise Liner the S.S. Calisto was headed to the cerulean world known as Angel's Tear Drop. Leon, a young midshipsman was in Crew's Berthing Compart B-57 when the fire alarm went off. He grabbed his fire gear and reported to his D.C.C. monitor. It was strange because it seemed all the alarms all over the ship had been tripped, all 59 switches as if some of the passengers had decided to play a prank on the crew, which happened occasionally with roudy passengers, speacially if those passengers happened to be rich drunken college children looking for a good time among the outer rims resort worlds. But this was different, Leon noted that no one on the monitors was in the corridors heading to the life pod decks, no crew was manning their action stations, in fact no one was anywhere at all.

Feeling alittle more then anxious he keyed the Bridge but was met with no response, very unusual since there was always a round the clock ten man watch on the bridge and in engineering. He decides that staying in his compart is out of the question so he dresses himself in his enginer's vacsuit and heads to his duty post to find out whats going on, Power Room 2. He hopes he runs into someone as he walks down the corridors, everything seeming fine, cept for the lack of passengers and personel.
 
I would also be interested, perhaps boarding the ship as a space-pirate, searching for hidden treasures. Or maybe someone come to investigate the incident from central command having lost radio contact. Though I am unsure exactly what direction the thread is intended.
 
Brivo

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Name: Brivo Hastings
Job: Interstellar Lifeguard
Bio: Having grown up as a third generation migrant to the Xalor systems small fifth planet, his human featuers are slightly warped, the lack of gracity giving him elongated limbs. A loner so far at 30 yrs old, he took the job in the relatively isolated lifeguard role as the long shifts pay good wages, and he has a lot of time off to make up for the months he has to spend at the monitoring outpost with only a few other people for company.
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Deep dark space is a dangerous place, so many lives contained in small metallic objects that make up the artificial environments supposed to mimic existing planetary environments. Each vessel or space station spends much of its resources keeping its inhabitants feel safe, comfortable, as close to home as can be. Brivo was stationed at an outpost used to monitor existing scheduled cargo and transportation ships. Nothing ever went wrong, all the big commercial vessels that bothered to subscribe to the rescue service also invested heavily in backup systems and equipment.

Today was actually different. The scanners that check the progress of scheduled vessles suddenly dropped its signal. This was not all that unusual, normally the comms system had tripped. However, all methods of identifying the location of the craft proved a negative response. Brivo's team of four lifeguards were called into emergency response, and launched the Benevolent Chariot hurtling towards the last known location of the S. S. Calisto.
 
Name: Leon Dthera
Age:21
Gender: Male
Merchant Marine Rank: Midshipsmen
Military Rank: 1st class Ensign

Leon walked the corridors of the luxury liner seeing absolutely no one on board. A strang unique feeling of dread tingling down his spine as if he was being watched and yet there was no one around. He curses himself for his breathing being so hard from the nerves that he feels like someone would hear him from across the ship alone.
"where the hell is everyone?" He says as he pushes the call button to the Intraship transport. The unusual thing was however is that the system had no power. "Now that is very unusual since these systems are completly redundant upon their backup systems. Looks like I have to take the long way." He walks over the the matinence hatch and crawls into the crawl space, hopping he finds just one person from the engineering team already at work.
 
((May I jump in as well?))
Name: Lexi Johanas
Gender: Female
Age: 19
Appearance: See attached
Occupation: College Freshman

Lexi's friends had convinced her to take this cruise with them. They said she needed it; that she was far too jumpy. That she needed to calm down.
So why the hell were they hiding on her now?!?
"Brian? Kessie... This isn't funny.." Lexi staggered about the quarters in the darkness, yelping as she slammed into a few pieces of furniture. She finally found the door as she felt along the walls, pressing the keypad to exit- but nothing happened. Now she was panicking. "Open up!" She hit it again, beating it with the ball of her palm. "Let me out!!"
She froze as she heard something moving above her room, in one of the hatches. "H-hello?!"
 
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fae_bella said:
((May I jump in as well?))
Name: Lexi Johanas
Gender: Female
Age: 19
Occupation: College Freshman

Lexi's friends had convinced her to take this cruise with them. They said she needed it; that she was far too jumpy. That she needed to calm down.
So why the hell were they hiding on her now?!?
"Brian? Kessie... This isn't funny.." Lexi staggered about the quarters in the darkness, yelping as she slammed into a few pieces of furniture. She finally found the door as she felt along the walls, pressing the keypad to exit- but nothing happened. Now she was panicking. "Open up!" She hit it again, beating it with the ball of her palm. "Let me out!!"
She froze as she heard something moving above her room, in one of the hatches. "H-hello?!"
He hears a females voice coming from below him and looks down through one of the airducks. "Hello? hey whos down there, do you need help? I'm a member of the crew."
 
Asha Milleniot
Female 21
Prisoner on board SS Calisto being transported to the outer realms.

Her crime was simple. She was a cold blooded killer. She did not care about others. Only her own personal gain. She awoke somewhere inside her walled cell with a helluva headache. Emerilian gas. She hated that shit.

The silence around her soon broke her daze. She was certainly not afraid of anything, but, she realized she was alone. No guards, no one else.


Standing inside the cell, she noted that the control panel keeping her inside was dark. Shifting her weight, she found soon enough the cell wall pushed open the slighteset bit and she was able to sqeeze her lithe frame through it.

What the fuck she thought?


OOC; I hope this isnt to Pitch Black for you. I can edit if you want.
 
Name: ???
Age: ???
Appearance: Image
Occupation: Specimen

Whatever it was, everybody thought this thing should be immediately captured and studied. It was probably at least half of a good idea since the thing attacked anything that moved when the expeditionary team first landed on its native planet. But when push came to shove, the thing was no match for the weapons of the Human team. At first, they thought about leaving it to die and go on. But their duty was to explore as forerunners to actual scientists, so they were ordered to restrain the alien and put it someplace where it could be held safely. The seemingly crafted armor it wore apparently pointed to a civilization of some kind, but after searching, nothing turned up. But they had to keep exploring, and they could not hold onto the thing forever. So it was to be sent off to a real research center.

So here it was now, cramped in a reinforced and locked box with a few air holes. Since finding out that hitting the box would not break if it hit it with any usable body part, the creature had stopped for the rest of the flight. But part way through the transportation a loud an annoying noise went off at short regular intervals. Red rows of light blinked in and out of existance through the holes in the box. This was, of course, disturbing and annoying the creature, so it did what most animals did: It made its own racket. But that was quickly ended when it was reminded it could move very much. But the shaking of the box did have one welcome repercussion. The electronically locked door swung openly freely. Not caring why this happened, the creature took the opportunity and crawled out and stood up.

A little stretching loosened and popped its bones, and it started off into the darkened areas of the transport. It could see better in the dark than Humans, it had no real teouble avoiding walls and objects. The exploration of the vessel offered nothing really, until it heard what sounded like muffled yelling. Curiosity was evident in what this was, as it strode off in the direction of the sound. It quickly louder until it stopped in front of a section of wall from where the sound seemed to be coming from. Not knowing how this worked, it first tried tapping, then hitting the wall. Then noticing what looked to be a handle on the door, the emergency handle in truth, it grabbed it and slowly slid open the door. Behind it, it found a nubile Human girl.
 
He hears no response and keeps going. He comes to a service hatch and finds himself on deck 3, officers quaters. This is also where the master at arms kept his small arsenal of weapons in the event of a pirate's raid. Before signing on as a merchant marine, Leon had been a Marine Trooper and served only 6 months as an active officer before his comission ended with him ranking as an ensign. He jumped out of the conduit and walked down the empty corridor, the giant viewing windows of the officers gallery showed him the endless sea of space only inches of Cystoplyast seperating him from it's deadly vacum. There is no sign of debris or anything indicating a colision and a gravity compensator failure was obviously not the cause of everyone being gone because he himself was anchovy paste on a bulk head from the extreme speed at which the ship was relativly traveling at or had been at any rate before she became dead in space.

"i hope to god the extra keys are still hidden in his desk drawer...." his mind says as he opens the office door, seeing the first human he's seen in hours, only to notice that it was the master at arms and he had a gun in his hand and softball size hole in his head................"god whats happened here?"

He pushes the body to the side only to have it fall out of the chair and make a sickening flopping sound to the floor, the man's brains or what was left of them spilling onto the burgundy carpet. He then looks at the security monitors and realizes over half of them are only displaying white noise. He then checks the drawer and finds the armory keys taped to the top part of the drawer underneath the desk it's self and proceeds to the weapons locker.
 
"Yes! I'm-" Lexi paused, hearing the other voice moving away. Oh no- he couldn't hear her...
She sat down on the floor, whimpering as she hugged her knees. Those assholes. They took off on her in the night... and now she was even more paranoid than ever. The door opened suddenly, causing her to fall back oon her hands with a yelp. "Uh?"
Her eyes took a moment to adjust to the emergency lights in the corridor, but when they did, she found a large creature in armor staring down at her. She gave another yelp, backing away. Did this thing cause the power outage?!
 
He throws on a suite of body armour and grabs a machine pistol and holster it in the chest holster, he then grabs a head set with a luminary scope built into it and licks it to the active security monitors. "Display, deck 4 corridor 3-Baker" he says into the mike, the computer switching the display for the one corridor he thought he heard a voice in and sees a strange creature and something else, Something that looks like a leg, a female's leg. He quickly runs to the intraship shaft and swings to the deck right underneath and fires a burst at the creature to scare it off. "hey are you alive? can you move?"
 
"I think so.." Lexi nodded, watching as the creature bolted. "He- er- that... that thing opened the door," she stammered out, getting to her feet. "I was stuck." She gave another look into the room, then back to the man before her. "What happened? Why'd all the lights go out?" She shook her head. "I had gone in for a shower, but something hit me in the head... When I woke up, everyone was... gone..." She frowned, looking back to him. "Can I stay with you? I'm too frightened to be in there. I'm scared its going to close up on me again.."
 
"I can't tell you whats going on because I don't know myself. I'm only a midshipman and I'm getting nothing from DCC or the command deck." He said taken aback somewhat by how shocking you looked, regardless of the alien pressence or not he felt strange being drawn into a animalistic passion just by talking to a girl, it seemed unnatural.............
 
"Oh." Lexi hugged her arms to herself, a bit surprised at how blunt his words were. She was always nervous... and the dark didn't help any. She gave the man before her an ackward glance. "Uhm... My name's Lexi." She frowned. "Do you think there's anyone else left around here? Aside from... whatever that thing was that opened the door?"
 
"your the first person I have seen so far, listen stay with me okay, I need to find out whats happened. I can't leave you here alone with that thing out there and I am still responisble for you as one of the charges of this ship and it's crew. I have to go to the power room and see if i can get the mainframe back online, if i can i might be able to find out whats going on and get a SOS off." he says taking a step closer to her surpressing his lust savagely and finally getting it out of his mind.
 
She moved closer to the voices. Whatever was happening, she did not care. She only wanted human contact. She knew what she would have to do in the long run. For now, she was content with knowing there were at least some people still around.
 
"But I think it was-" Lexi cut short as he stepped closer to her. "Alright," She blurted, moving closer to him and following behind him. As they walked, she peeked into the other rooms and corridors, hoping to hear or spot at least someone else... She could've sworn she heard something down that far corridor...

She also wondered about that creature. Had it just been curious about her, or had it truly meant to help? She wasn't sure... She really hoped it wasn't out to cause even more trouble than the ship already had. "What can I do to help?," Lexi asked softly, touching his arm.
 
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"i havn't thought that far ahead, just stay close and keep a clear eye, watch for anyone else..." he says hearing something also down the corridor. "is someone down there?" the scope switching to low light vision.
 
Brivo

Arriving towards the vicinity of the last known location of the Callisto, Brivo's scanners found a possible looking object adrift of the main designated travelling routes. Some energy signals were being emitted, but nothing like what would normally be expected from a craft the size of the Callisto. Attempts to contact the object using standard protocols were met with no response. The crew decided it was the most likely, and headed towards it.

Arriving closer visual confirmation was confirmed, the Callisto was adrift, and most operations were down. Manual docking procedures were required, using an emergency access point. There was a large shudder that would have been felt across the ship as they merged. Opening the hatch, the Chariot's crew of four fanned out as had been practiced throughout many drills - their purpose to find and aid anybody on board, and to report findings back to central command.

Brivo headed down a corridor and to the right. He carried with him the equipment given to him. It was mostly low-tech, reliable under extreme circumstances. He took out a scanner, which may pick up body signals now inside the ships hull. Fortunately he saw some feint signals further ahead, though nowhere near as many as he should for a cruise liner - it wasn't looking good at all. His light emitter was enough to make out the path ahead of him as he set forward to investigate.
 
Lexi grabbed onto his shoulder and darted behind him as she spotted a light coming from one of the other corridors. "Over there-!," She whispered, pressing up behind him to hide. Hey, he was the one with the gun. "Its.. not that thing again, is it?"
 
"No i don't think so, this whatever that is coming towards us sounds like it's wearing shoes but keep quiet, we don't know if it's a friend or what." he whispers over his shoulder at her.
 
Brivo

He heard quiet whispers up ahead. As he entered the room he saw a man pointing a gun at the doorpoint, a girl peering over from behind him.

"Hey, friend, don't shoot. I'm here on a rescue patrol. I have medical supplies."

Brivo put his hands in the air, his light emitter pointing upwards. In hostile environments people can become as hostile themselves. Fortunately they seemed OK, through the darkness it appeared that the gun holder was wearing a shipman's uniform.

"Please put the gun down. What happened here? Is everyone OK?"
 
Lexi gave a sigh of relief as the other man identified himself as friendly. "Thank goodness. I though that... " She trailed off, giving a glance to Leon. "Um.." She frowned. "I haven't seen anyone else. Just us. There were 3 other people in my room, but- The only person I've met since the lights went out is him. And you."
 
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