Split Characters

Who: Jack, Jay, Tara and Keto
Where: Medibay
When: During the chaos
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<<SNIP>>
"ok, we need ointment, the one that counters the original ointment
that created the clone" Jay explained. Keto looked shocked
"the one that you used when Jay was hurt last year... you do remember
that?" Tara prompted.
after a few seconds of Keto's blank look, Jack locked the door.
"yes... uhh... i think its in here somewhere" keto began to look
through his supply cupboards, all the places where his ointments were
kept.
<<END SNIP>>
Keto muttered something irritably under his breath as he searched
through the ointments. All his reference charts were ripped to
shreds in the devastation that was the medibay, and most of the
ointments were destroyed. Even if he could find the ointment in this
mess, there was no guarantee that it would still be in one piece.
"So, as we're all quite likely to die in the near future," he said
over his shoulder, "Any chance that any of you idiots can tell me
what's going on? As far as I can see, versions of you and...you..."
He turned to glare briefly at Jay. "...are rampaging around the ship
and being shot. Now, while the latter doesn't bother me in the
slightest, you are responsible for ruining my medibay."
"The clones are evil," stated Tara, continually glancing nervously
at the door, "And they could turn up at any minute, so could you
hurry up a little?"
"Evil or not, they're still, biologically, crewmembers - and as
such can be made to pay me compensation!" snapped Keto, pulling out
an ointment container from the back of a cupboard and inspecting it
critically.
"Keto, the day we pay you compensation is the day you fly off into
deep space with no hope of return," said Jay, figuring that at that
point it would be a small price to pay.
"You're remarkably amusing, Mr Chrysler. Just not in the way you
intend. I think this is the one," announced Keto, turning around and
holding up the container filled with a yellow-ish liquid, "I'm
reasonably certain that this is the ointment used on you...which I'm
assuming is the cause of all this."
"Reasonably certain!?" exclaimed Jack, staring at it, "And what if
it ISN'T?"
"Then none of us will live long enough to find out, will we?"
< Tag you three! >
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Who: External Boarding Party
Where: Hangar
When: After the attack of the space robots (heh)
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<<SNIP>>
Dante and the rest of the team walked down the flight tunnel towards
the shuttles, still wearing spacesuits because of the big hole in the
bay doors.
Suddenly the jaybot shot down the tunnel in front of them and
exploded on the far wall, narrowly missing the Starbug with the dodgy
rear light. Seymour who had struggled free beforehand, slammed into
Dante, knocking them both sliding down the tunnel.
"Seymour! We thought you were a gonna!"
"What?! You left me for dead? That's an outrage! You could have got
in a shuttle and come and saved me!"
"Oh year...we erm... didnt think of that..." someone lied.
<<END SNIP>>
The Tree looked around. The crew were spreading out, most trying
to break into the shuttles to get at the weapons in their weapons
lockers, some trying to lever off some of the shuttle's cannons
themselves, some simply hanging around and looking lost. Kochanski,
whose suit was looking a little worse for wear, was engaged in
conversation with Aurora. Niples, whose suit was look a LOT worse
for wear, was trying to look haughty and was waiting for somebody to
bring a gun to him.
The Tree bounded over to a group of people attempting to lever one
of the cannons off a shuttle. The cannons were about three or four
feet long, and heavy enough that in normal ship's gravity they would
take half a dozen people to shift.
Reaching out one of its thicker branches, the Tree looped around
the cannon and heaved. With a crack that resonated through the metal
body of the shuttle, the cannon broke away, pulling several metal
security bolts with it. The small group stared as the Tree 'tucked'
the cannon between its branches.
*Rustle,* it said, with what could only be the Tree equivalent of a
grin. Well, it cracked a smile. (OOC: Sorry, had to be done.)
< Tag people here! >
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OOC: I'd like to say thank you very much for SoTM, there've been a
lot of excellent posts in this action and I know it must have been
very difficult to pick any of them apart. I've really enjoyed
posting more frequently lately - and anybody else notice how posting
has picked up again? :) A shipwide invasion of evil clones was
obviously just what we needed. Er, us the players, of course. I
don't think the characters really appreciated it much. But oh well!
Thanks again!