Post by Tarbtano on Dec 4, 2017 21:34:46 GMT -5
Gary sat back in the drivers seat after that last thrill, pulling up the intercom and clicking on.
"Guys, I don't think we'll ever live this down if we make it out of here what with us barely scraping by on finite luck."
Levine answered back, "Best we stockade to ensure as much safety as possible. We have enough information for Hammond."
Randy tapped at his chest to calm his heart rate down, "Well, now that we're all not dead, let's fix the trailer."
Bill drew up the tool box, "Agreed, since we've got that out of the way, let's try to fix one of these doors so we don't get invaded by any more dinosaurs like Crowley or Puppy... Say, where did Castille go?"
"Castiel, and I'll keep watch." Gary corrected through the intercom.
"Whatever," Bill snapped as he picked up a spare cable, "Give me a hand with this Randy."
Bill and Randy braced up the door, setting about the dead bolted it into place to denying an entryway. Skill roll!
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3 + roll 5 + Randy assist 3 + dialogue bonus 2 + Strength and courage bonus 2 + role bonus 1 = 16!... Bonus Success!
It would take some time to fully secure it, but they're also great start as a table fortunately fit exactly into the space it needed to without an empty gap in-between. As they worked, Gary snuck out the back door with his binoculars to keep watch. Stealth roll!
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3 + roll 4 + dialogue bonus 1 + BBQ sauce bonus 1 = 9!... Success!
Climbing up onto the roof without a sound, Gary stood up and stood still while surveying around with his binoculars. He caught glimpses of several things, a distant glimpse of the adult Tyrannosaurus rex moving further down the trail back to where it came with infant in tow, some bats and nocturnal birds fluttering about, as well somethings he couldn't quite be sure of such as a glimpse of some large creature flying or moving to the tree tops in the valley below, the unmistakable titanic form of the Mamenchisaurus back down in the game trail, and sadly glimpses of extremely reflective eyes shine that belie Troodon on the hunt. Everything he could see, guaranteed he couldn't see ten more things. Fortunately none of them were close.
But through the foliage in the prehistoric life, he caught a glimpse of something on the far, far end of the game trail. A bright light in a distant home. Adjusting the binoculars he caught the sight of the helicopter with a "B" logo on it. There were several of them, packed to the gills with personnel fleeing the island. It seems the surviving poachers and hunters knew they had met their match and were departing. But it didn't seem like they were taking everyone, there was a jeep still on the ground and still the lights on driving towards where the helicopters had taken off from.
"Huh, poor bastard most have been left behind, hope he doesn't take it too bad."
Before he could humor the thought of possibly rescuing what might have been a decent person just employed by the wrong group, he got a very firm retort with several tracer rounds fired out of the jeep and into the helicopter's cockpit. The helicopter, having apparently just lost its pilot, spun out of control and crashed to the ground in a magnificent fireball as more shots were shot into the air by whatever crazed maniac was now trapped on the island. The jeep took off into the forest and disappeared.
An unnatural roar, roused by the explosion, call out into the night and silenced the entire island.
Team, you need to get off this island. Because of the island's bordering mountains, coordinate cannot be transfixed on the trailer where it is now. You have to get to one of the two InGen facilities for pickup.
Do you go to,
A. The Embryonic lab, an area surrounded by dense jungle near where the roar was?
B. The Worker Village, a compound surrounded by tall grass near where the unidentified creature in the trees was?
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"Guys, I don't think we'll ever live this down if we make it out of here what with us barely scraping by on finite luck."
Levine answered back, "Best we stockade to ensure as much safety as possible. We have enough information for Hammond."
Randy tapped at his chest to calm his heart rate down, "Well, now that we're all not dead, let's fix the trailer."
Bill drew up the tool box, "Agreed, since we've got that out of the way, let's try to fix one of these doors so we don't get invaded by any more dinosaurs like Crowley or Puppy... Say, where did Castille go?"
"Castiel, and I'll keep watch." Gary corrected through the intercom.
"Whatever," Bill snapped as he picked up a spare cable, "Give me a hand with this Randy."
Bill and Randy braced up the door, setting about the dead bolted it into place to denying an entryway. Skill roll!
SC|xgQaJp_
3 + roll 5 + Randy assist 3 + dialogue bonus 2 + Strength and courage bonus 2 + role bonus 1 = 16!... Bonus Success!
It would take some time to fully secure it, but they're also great start as a table fortunately fit exactly into the space it needed to without an empty gap in-between. As they worked, Gary snuck out the back door with his binoculars to keep watch. Stealth roll!
p_
3 + roll 4 + dialogue bonus 1 + BBQ sauce bonus 1 = 9!... Success!
Climbing up onto the roof without a sound, Gary stood up and stood still while surveying around with his binoculars. He caught glimpses of several things, a distant glimpse of the adult Tyrannosaurus rex moving further down the trail back to where it came with infant in tow, some bats and nocturnal birds fluttering about, as well somethings he couldn't quite be sure of such as a glimpse of some large creature flying or moving to the tree tops in the valley below, the unmistakable titanic form of the Mamenchisaurus back down in the game trail, and sadly glimpses of extremely reflective eyes shine that belie Troodon on the hunt. Everything he could see, guaranteed he couldn't see ten more things. Fortunately none of them were close.
But through the foliage in the prehistoric life, he caught a glimpse of something on the far, far end of the game trail. A bright light in a distant home. Adjusting the binoculars he caught the sight of the helicopter with a "B" logo on it. There were several of them, packed to the gills with personnel fleeing the island. It seems the surviving poachers and hunters knew they had met their match and were departing. But it didn't seem like they were taking everyone, there was a jeep still on the ground and still the lights on driving towards where the helicopters had taken off from.
"Huh, poor bastard most have been left behind, hope he doesn't take it too bad."
Before he could humor the thought of possibly rescuing what might have been a decent person just employed by the wrong group, he got a very firm retort with several tracer rounds fired out of the jeep and into the helicopter's cockpit. The helicopter, having apparently just lost its pilot, spun out of control and crashed to the ground in a magnificent fireball as more shots were shot into the air by whatever crazed maniac was now trapped on the island. The jeep took off into the forest and disappeared.
An unnatural roar, roused by the explosion, call out into the night and silenced the entire island.
Team, you need to get off this island. Because of the island's bordering mountains, coordinate cannot be transfixed on the trailer where it is now. You have to get to one of the two InGen facilities for pickup.
Do you go to,
A. The Embryonic lab, an area surrounded by dense jungle near where the roar was?
B. The Worker Village, a compound surrounded by tall grass near where the unidentified creature in the trees was?
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