USCMRPG

(OOC Sorry for the lack of reply GM & All. Lost internet due to moving house. Only just got it back online).

Take a seat or exit the room. Those were the options that were on the table. Great frigging choice right there. Thought Obi darkly he glared at the panel. Looking around quickly he saw the other marines resuming their seats and as his eyes panned the room his eyes briefly met LT Quinn's. Obi nodded ...

Farce. That was the word that came to Obi's mind as he sat through the so called trial. Shock and anger quickly followed as the verdict was passed down. "What. The. Fuck. Seriously what the fuck is this? How can they do this? The LT is being charged for the loss of property in a combat situation? Ar...

As the marines moved deeper into the bowels of the U.S.S. Defiant searching for the mess deck where they could stow their gear, Obi found himself sending a small pray towards the heavens as once again the platoon had nearly hit their credit limit at the bank of luck. Moving down along the passageway...

Reaching up to adjust his oxygen mask Obi stayed out of the way as the marines piled into the APC. The realisation that the LT intended to set off a nuke had a very sobering effect. Well desperate times call for desperate measures. Hey, it is not like we are going to be around long enough to worry a...

"Right, sure thing. I love the simple problems." Obi smiled laconically as he was given his task. Pushing himself off gently Obi pulled himself along the bulkhead and made his way up to the flight deck. "Hey Pope, an idea. If the APC rector is refueled from the ship, is there any way we can power u...

Closing his eyes Obi gritted his teeth as the ship took violent evasive action. Pope's voice blared through the main broadcast warning the marines that the enemy ship had let loose a missile. The ships engines whined in protest and the lights flickered both going out completely leaving only the emer...

What may I have O'Great GM?

Obi followed the rest of the marines into the messing area. Having secured himself a brew he wedged himself up against a bulkhead. Sipping his tea slowly, Obi listened to the banter of his platoon mates around him. Quinn's voice blared a warning from the ships main broadcast and Obi felt his stomach...

From the depths of his slumber Obi stirred slightly. Ambient background noise slowly rose in volume. A audible alarm, voices, motion around him. At first he thought it was a dream, however he became more self aware with each passing second. His eyes slowly opened and automatically nearly shut due to...

Sweet. Looking forward to the next mission!

Glad I dodged that! Sorry for the lack of posting in the last quarter of that turn. Looking forward to the next one.

Cheers

Obi

OOC (Sorry all, away on exercise with work at short notice. May I join back in?)

Cheers

Obi

Obi sat lost in his own thoughts. Fatigue was starting to set in as he blocked out the chatter from the marines around him. The excited chatter and false bravado from the replacement marines rang in his ears, however, Obi ignored it. They would seem test their mettle against the most horrific creatu...

Samantha spared a moment in all the chaos and gave Obi a grin; "It sure does seem like we're trouble-magnets; doesn't it?"; she asked the Aussie Marine before going back to picking out Xenomorphs and doing her best to put them down with precise bursts.... <Aim 2 actions;fire burst at Xeno; aim 2 ac...