CLASSIFIED BRIEFING MATERIALS – ICM WOLNAVOPSEC CLEARANCE ONLY
Urien and I had confounding distractions that brought us to gamer central beyond the specified hour of arrival. We had to fly in…again. We deplaned and, like clockwork, my daughter expedited our delivery to the retreat. Silverwind showed up soon after with a hearty soup of substance. We set to work.
As you will remember, our last game on CS-402 finished on a rough note. There were four KIA’s and 2 WIA’s. As the marines tended to their wounds, filed their reports, and discussed what to do next, one of the escape pods from the Carl Sagan suddenly jettisoned toward the planet surface. There were a few moments where the team did some fancy finger math and remembered they had left Nicola Dietrich comatose aboard the Carl Sagan. PFC Ultimo summed up the situation succinctly. “We’re a bunch of fuck ups!” Bandages and med-kits went flying and soon an away team loaded back into the Kara and Aviz pushed the dropship into a steep howling descent.
Dr. Dietrich sounded disoriented and confused when the team made radio contact with her. They cautioned her to stay aboard the EEV at all costs. She agreed completely and thanked the brave marines for coming to rescue her. Suddenly, WO Aviz went limp at the controls. There were some tense moments while Ultimo tried to pilot the drop ship. Ultimo accidentally destroyed the auto-pilot with a roll of 00. Finally, Aviz regained consciousness and resumed piloting the ship. Moments later, the EEV crash landed in an ice field about 1 km west of the research station crater.
As the Kara approached the crash site, the marines were somewhat surprised to find Dr. Dietrich alternatively running and staggering toward the research base. They hailed her to stop and Aviz began a rescue approach. Almost in response, three members of the flight crew went slack as if suffering from some sort of psychic attack. Aviz went hot with an AIM90E Headlock Smart Missile. Seconds later, a massive concussion followed by a fiery explosion reduced Dr. Dietrich to smoldering shreds.
Soon thereafter, and back aboard the Romulus, the crew noticed the system entry of a large MilSci Venture crate. It wasn’t long before all were being debriefed with pharmaceutical augmentation and all evidence and materials combed through and sorted. The marines’ minds were still groggy from the experience even as they entered cryosleep for the jump back to HQ at Wolf 359.
Four weeks later, and newly reinforced with 2nd Lt. Drummond, 1st Platoon, along with the rest of Bravo Company, shipped out with their 11th ICM Marine Expeditionary Unit aboard the Frigate Rommel to 82 Eridani II. They were seven weeks in transit. On arrival, the team participated OPERATION THUNDERDOME and helped establish a FOB (Staging Post Alpha) about 1100km south of Puerto Casado, the main starport of 82 Eridani II (Aricebo) and the heart of insurgent activity.
Somewhere during the operation, Sargent Kale of 3rd Platoon and a couple of his men roughed up the PsiCorps attache, Leroy Williams. Leroy tried to fight back but the physical isn’t his realm of expertise. He fumbled horribly and embarrassed himself badly. Luckily, there were a couple of other team members present and they busted a few faces before cooler heads prevailed.
A couple of days later, Capt. Stiller asked Drummond if he and his team could handle a search and rescue operation to recover the crew and contents of a crashed Hallidor shuttle. Aviz fired up the Kara and the team was away. The operation went down smoothly. There were some conflicting interpretations of SOP’s when it comes to ships defense systems of the Kara between Aviz and Sgt. Thrace. The matter was resolved in the field. Four enemy air transports were engaged and several enemy casualties inflicted. There was one particularly amazing grenade shot on behalf of Lcpl. Hadley Snick that downed an enemy air transport gunship. Crash survivors were recovered and a rather unusual cryo-crate retrieved from the wreckage. All were returned safely to FOB Alpha. Later, the team discovered that the cryo-crate was shipped off world with priority-hot passage. Rumor was that it contained someone – not the alleged genetically modified corn strains.
At 10:00 hours the following day, word arrived that Sgt. Kale led a LRRP the previous night and received several friendly KIA’s – Sgt. Kale among them. Surviving marine, Cpl. Petrovic was debriefed by PFC Ultimo. Petrovic recounted the enemy ambush which left all other members of his squad burned to a crisp and somehow left surrounding foliage untouched.
Two days later, Drummond was asked again by Capt. Stiller if 1st Platoon would like to take on a challenging field OP. Not only “yes”…but “fuck yes, Sir!” Here’s the SitRep:
The Situation Report:
A joint ICM-Hallidor mission to evacuate personnel from the Hallidor Labs is being put into action. The Hallidor Labs are situated on high ground about 1km north-west of San Cristobal, a town over 1000km north from Staging Post Alpha. San Cristobal is the main colony town servicing the vast farmlands that dominate much of Aricebo’s northern hemisphere. 1st Platoon Bravo Company is to accompany elements of the 3rd Platoon, Fox Company, of the Hallidor Security Force 402nd battalion to the labs and evacuate personnel and as much equipment as possible. Your transport will be a heavy transporter, with air cover provided by 2 Vulture fighters.
Aviz fires up the engines of the heavy lifter! Drop your cocks and grab your socks marines! It’s go time!
We gathered at the usual time and place. Some few members drifted in later than appropriate, but Ned had served up some excellent Brisket which went down easily and quickly so we weren’t greatly delayed in our start.
The evening began with a bit of a rewind. In the between sessions interim, we examined healing rules again and found some room for reconsideration of events immediately after the confrontation with the being on the bridge of the Carl Sagan. Lt. Bint was injected with BIofoam to save his leg, and an additional few minor alterations were made to the timeline. Gunnar spent a bit of time hacking on the Matriarch 13 and recovered a few more pertinent details (which he was actually absent to receive).
Soon, however, the team drug themselves and their wounded aboard the Carl Sagan’s shuttle and returned to the Romulus. They left behind Nicola Dietrich (in cryosleep), numerous samples and artifacts from the surface of CS-402 and several deceased crew members of the ill-fated expedition.
After some hours of recovery in the tissue-knitter, LT. Bint put together a landing party and headed down to the planet surface. There are some excellent after action reports written by the participants that describe what happened next.
After Action Report: Warrant Officer Alfonso Aviz
Dropship Pilot aboard the Romulus
We arrived at the research facility at 1200 hours EST. I flew the Kara and away team over the main facility entrance to scout for possible hostiles and gauge the safety of the immediate area. I found a suitable landing site 100m from the main facility doors. Once the away crew left the Kara, I monitored audio channels. Initially I parked the Kara about 1.7 km away from the landing site on a sheltered ice shelf.
The away team lead by 2LT Bint began its search which was mostly routine. They traversed the facility making their way through lab space and residential quarters. They found a containment lab which was smashed and a trail of blood at some point. Further into the facility they found what would be the first in a series of downward shafts. There is probably more to learn by careful examination of the upper lab facility.
Each time they traversed a lift downwards (typically 300m), the radio signal got a little worse. They discovered grand rooms with alien glyphs and statues, and more downward shafts. By the time the crew was on their fourth or fifth descent I had to maneuver the Kara atop the facility so I could make radio contact with them. I was able to maintain partial contact with them throughout the exploration and subsequent fire fight.
At the team’s lowest point in the descent they began to spread out in a vast chamber with 5 pillars and matching exit halls. The team had recovered a sketch or a map outlining this chamber from the lab facility. Almost as soon as the team spread across the room in a standard search pattern they were beset upon by xenomorphs. From what I could pick up over audio, these xenomorphs were incredibly strong, exhibiting about twice the ground speed of a marine in armor and capable of at least short bursts of flight. Each was protected by a thick exoskeleton which rendered all but the most direct of hits upon their carapace ineffective.
Our team was sent in on a simple rescue mission, and to quell a labor disruption before that. My assessment based on the audio and resulting casualties is that the next team needs to be far more equipped with armor piercing rounds and area effect weapons. Small arms fire and simple M29 rifles will not cut it. It is my opinion that the team was simply over run by superior numbers of hostiles and had inadequate armament to withstand such a foe. A retreat was called for but by that time many of the team were flat out dead or almost incapacitated. It is also my opinion that the team did the best they could under the circumstances, being confronted with a malicious alien form with superior physical abilities.
The retreat action resulted in the escape of Pte Bronislav Galerkin and Leroy Williams. All the crews actions should be commended, but two deserve special mention. Leroy Williams physically dragged Pte Miles Davis and Pte Galerkin through much of the upper temple complex risking his own life. At one point however, it was Pte Miles Davis who insisted on fighting from a prone position one of the pursuiing xenomorphs giving Galerkin and Williams time to escape. Williams had the wherewithal to knock a hole in the temple weather shroud extending from the lab facility, and that’s where I picked them up.
All future encounters here should be treated as hostile, and drop ships should not linger on the surface, given the xenomorphs ability to fly. It is unknown how the aliens would fare on the surface of the planet, but extreme caution should be exercised. If its not abundantly clear: Bring more firepower and self contained power units to the next mission here. WO A. Avis.
After Action Report: Pvt Bronislav Galerkin
After personnel recovering from encounter with alien entity aboard the Carl Sagan were deemed fit for action, Lt. Bint chose an away team and disembarked for the research station on Gamma Leporis CS-402.
The away team was comprised of 2nd Lt. Bint, Cpl Quill, PFC Munch, Pte Davis, Leroy Williams, Pt Galerkin (myself) and was transported to the research station in shuttle piloted by WO Aviz.
The shuttle arrived at the research station on planet surface at approx.. 1200hrs EST. After a recognizance overflight of the research station, WO Aviz set the shuttle down on the station landing pad. The away team disembarked and made its way to the entrance of the research station and WO Aviz moved the shuttle off to a safe location approx. 1.5 km away.
The team entered the facility via a vehicle bay. Inside an ATV in the bay, the team discovered blood, subsequent analysis of which confirmed to be that of Prof. Guggenheim, the research team leader.
Entering the facility proper, the team discovered the station’s power and environmental systems inoperative. A cursory investigation of the facility was performed revealing evidence of violent conflict: a trail of blood was discovered leading to the eviscerated remains of Dr. Ashley Young at the threshold of the research team’s quarters; investigation of the facility’s laboratories revealed that entities and/or materials had breached/escaped containment and environmental chambers; and the curiously aged and withered body of Joshua Oblier was discovered slumped over a console in the command and control center. Closer inspection of the laboratory’s breached containment chamber uncovered shards of an apparently igneous, obsidian like stone, samples of which were packaged by Leroy Williams for later transport, but were not collected during our subsequent emergency retreat from the facility.
Once the command and control center was reached and facility environmental and power systems were restored, the team moved on to search crew living quarters. The search was cursorily performed, the only items of interest uncovered being: Psi enhancing drugs concealed in a footlocker belonging to Dr. Black; photographs of a structure of apparently alien design (we would shortly discover to have been taken in the underground structure the research team was investigating); diagrams or drawings in an unidentified script; and a couple texts of a quasi-scientific and theosophical nature.
Exiting the facility, the team proceeded along the covered causeway to the mobile mining platform and entrance to the underground research site. The research site itself is an enormous underground structure of apparently alien design and construction, comprised of a 6(?) levels extending perhaps 2000(?) meters below ground. Levels are linked to each other by vertical shafts and accessed by lifts installed by the research team.
The team descended the first two levels easily on the lift and on the second level reached found itself in a large chamber, one wall of which was dominated by a large stylized frieze representing a centipede-like creature. The lift to lower levels was found to be inoperative. Cpl Quill and PFC Munch descended on ropes another two levels to find and repair the lift’s power source. On this level, they discovered a partially destroyed portable field laboratory housing the remains of Alexander Gooding, eviscerated in similar fashion to those discovered previously. Once power was restored to the lifts, the remaining team members descended and the entire team continued to the level below.
This level was made up of multiple chambers, two of which, accessed by narrow passages extending from each side of a large central chamber, housed what appeared to be statues of alien life forms. One, situated in a seated position in a large depression in the chamber floor, was squat and Buddha-like with a grotesque, tentacled, cephalopoid head, and seemed to be made of some dark and very hard stone. The statue in the other chamber resembled a cluster of tentacles or vines, reaching upward toward the ceiling of the chamber. The impression created by this image was disturbing and visually confusing, appearing to grow, reach, and move in unnatural fashion before one’s eyes.
Descending one more level, the team found itself in pentagonal chamber dominated by 5 massive stone cylinders suspended from the chamber’s ceiling and ending approximately 3 meters above the chamber floor. Inscribed on the floor beneath each pillar was a sort of pentacle design. In each corner of the chamber was a passageway. The pillar closest to the lift had come loose from the ceiling and lay broken in half lengthwise on the floor of the chamber. Stretched on the flat surface of one half of the pillar was the disemboweled body of Prof. Guggenheim, the research team leader.
No sooner had the team spread out to search the chamber, there appeared an entity, whose form we recognized as that of Dr. Black. This entity, however, was no human being. Opening its mouth as if to speak, it intoned a sort of booming, inhuman exhortation audible through our helmets and armor and seeming to actually resonate inside our heads. The words (if they can be described as such) were unrecognizable as human speech, but were strangely compelling on some very base level. The affect was temporarily incapacitating; PFC Munch had vomited in his helmet and was struggling to remove it. At this point, the creature’s body began to either emit or become enveloped by some sort of energy field resembling a swarm of tiny fireflies.
Simultaneously, emerging in groups from each of the passageways, we were set upon and attacked by centipede-like creatures similar to that depicted in the frieze on the upper level. The creatures moved very rapidly both running and flying. Cpl Quill and PFC Munch went down immediately. Munch was decapitated and Quill continued to fight from the ground until he was incapacitated.
Initially, our attacks on these aliens did little damage, most of which was simply absorbed or deflected by their thick exoskeletons. As the battle progressed, we began to focus fire, aiming shots at their heads, thoraxes, and abdomens producing greater effect. Gas grenades also proved useful, neutralizing several of the aliens.
At one point, I believe the energy field or entity which had enveloped the Dr. Black-like creature moved off to attack us. Pte Davis and Lt. Bint unleashed withering fire upon Dr. Black apparently killing him at which point I believe the energy field was neutralized. We managed to kill or incapacitate all of the aliens in the chamber, but the damage to ourselves was devastating. As the last alien hit the floor, only Leroy Williams and myself were left standing. We hastily gathered all team members (excepting PFC Munch) on the lift and ascended. We did our best to stabilize our comrades while ascending on the lift.
When we reached the level directly above we needed to traverse a large chamber to reach the next lift. Williams carried two of our wounded while I dragged/carried another. As we crossed the chamber, we encountered emerging from one of the side passageways, the squatting octopoid headed creature we initially believed to be a statue. We were able to avoid this indescribably detestable creature as it appeared to move groggily as if just waking , seemingly constrained by its disgusting corpulence as it dragged itself through the narrow passageway.
On a level above we were attacked by a couple of the pursuing centipede creatures which we managed to destroy, but as our own injuries mounted, a difficult decision was made to abandon Lt Bint and Cpl Quill as they would likely not survive the remaining ascent to the surface. We continued our ascent closely pursued by more centipede creatures. One level higher, Pte Davis heroically sacrificed himself by remaining to fight pursuing aliens from a prone position, buying Williams and me valuable time and enabling our escape. On gaining the top level we shot our way through the covered corridor and emerged onto the planet surface to be picked up by WO Aviz.
The entire team, God have mercy on them, performed heroically. I regret and will never forgive myself for abandoning my comrades and accept whatever judgment is to come regarding my conduct. Both Williams and Aviz performed heroically and professionally and should commended.
If future action is pursued on Gamma Leporis CS-402, I recommend every attempt at sterilization (biological or nuclear) of the research facilities and research site be made prior to deployment of personnel. While valuable information undoubtedly remains on that planet, I implore decision makers to not embark on further investigations lightly and consider the implications of what might be found there. Something ancient, powerful, and detestable lurks there, knowledge of which may do more to harm and debase humanity than to improve it.
After Action Report: PsiCorps Officer Leroy Williams
This is Leroy Williams, PsiCorps reporting.
I was awoken from deep sleep above Gamma Leporis CS-402, and given a briefing of events filed on record. A rescue and investigation team was put together by 2nd Lt. Bint. The team consisted of 2nd Lt. Bint, Crpral Quill, PFC Munch, Pte Davis, warrent officer Aviz, Pte Galerkin and myself. Warrant officer Aviz transported us down to the surface landing us at the docking pad on Gamma Leporis CS-402. The team proceeded to make our way through the station room by room. We determined the station outer sections had been partially breached and the atmosphere had been compromised. The intersection still retained pressure but had been shifted into a low-power state. We found several members of the station in various states of decay. I investigated the med lab and found some broken up artifacts. The artifacts felt strange. Psychically they emanated some sort of only what I can describe as Evil. Not wanting the artifacts to influence my abilities, I bagged a sample and placed them aside for later retrieval upon leaving the facility. We searched the rest of the station and found no other survivors.
Upon entering the dome at the rear of the station the team discovered an elevator leading down. The team proceeded downward; the distance being around 300 m.
We emerged in a large chamber with a pit at the center. On one wall was a statue. The Statue was centipede like in resemblance. It gave me an odd feeling, it seemed somewhat real yet clearly carved stone. One could tell it was constructed by some non-human designer. Yet, I would hypothesize that I was looking at an artifact with some sort of religious or highly cultural significant meaning. The statue points towards the pit as if ready to receive or engulf it. I’ve included photos taken from my pad of the room and the pit, and of the following rooms I describe, save for the last.
Corporal Quill and PFC Munch proceeded to descend down the pit using climbing gear. One level down they were able to get generators working to power the lift. The lift took us another 300 m downward.
The team alighted on a large plateau. Off its edge was another lift and 300m downward we went.
The area, vast and open, contained more alien architecture off to our left. A platform with four pillars with carvings of unusual statues surrounded the lift. Several deep holes, (Air vents perhaps?), leading downward were placed around the columns. This level appeared To be the base camp for the scientific team. We proceeded down another lift continuing 300 m more.
This room had two different halls leading to the same area. Here the floor was polished black as night, very smooth and was slippery. This opened up into a corridor with three entries. Here’s where things begin getting fuzzy. I have no memory of what happened next. Perhaps I blacked out, perhaps I just blocked something from my memory, maybe there was damage from a psi attack, I can’t be sure. It could have been bad air, but I don’t believe it, not after what I remember next.
When next my sense is cleared we were in a room pentagon in shape. At it center was some sort of unusual pentagram carved in the floor, almost culturally human, but different, wrong. It gave off a vibe that rattled me. But not as much as what I experienced next. The team was in the thick of battle with some sort of things, alien things.
Dr. Black was near the center of them, the aliens, seeming to be directing them. They were everywhere. It happened so quickly. 2nd Lt. Bint was being assaulted by what I can only call ghostly fire. Directly to my left coming fast was a group of crab like creatures with six legs and arms. I fired a baton grenade into one as I mentally struggled to push another; compelling it to simply leave. Even briefly touching it’s mind gave me a sense of an unreal, un-easiness a total loss of a sense of balance and reality for me. It was all I could do to simply make it just go away.
From the corner of my eye to the right I saw Black go down. The ghastly fire apparition was descending upon 2nd Lt. Bint. Other team members had switched to gas grenades which seem to have some effect on the crab like creatures. I swapped out grenade rounds at this point to gas. I fired one gas grenade to far group attacking one of our team members. I couldn’t tell who it was, maybe PFC Munch? They were all over him. This took down some the creatures around him.
It was at this point that I begin to realize 2nd Lt. Bint was in trouble. The teams ammunition was having no effect on the ghastly fire entity.
With great mental concentration and effort I pushed at that… that… thing. Forcing it back forcing it to retreat. It took the last of my mental effort and drained me. I can’t describe it’s mind. It was something that just didn’t belong.
I remember firing several more gas grenades. Corporal Quill, PFC Munch and 2nd Lt. Bint were down at this point I think. I started to go after the one I identified as PFC Munch, to bring him back to the lift. He was the furthest away and immobile. But these things suddenly landed upon me, the crab creatures and then… I was on the lift. Recovering from another blackout.
Pte Galerkin was over me tending to my wounds. Pte Davis was there nearby and in bad shape. As were 2nd Lt. Bint and Corporal Quill.
When we reach the next level up, something I can only describe as stony and squid like came from one of the halls. It seemed unreal. Maybe it was. It felt wrong. I had recovered enough to drag 2nd Lt. Bint and Pte Davis along back to the next lift. I didn’t look back I just kept going, going, going. These things will haunt me in my nightmares, They are something that should never be. Even in my dreams I can’t quit running.
Somehow we got back to the level of the four pillars. Then we heard them coming up to those holes, those vents. Some of those crab creatures just came pouring out. Pte Davis yell something about them going after the generator. We concentrated our fire power and somehow managed to take down the lead … thing, before it could take out the power. I was hit at some point. We had to leave 2nd Lt. Bint and Corporal Quill they were unconscious, maybe dead I could no longer drag them. I crawled on to the elevator. Again we went up. They kept coming.
Pte Davis was a heroic man. He made a stand while Pte Galerkin carried me to the next lift. But he was overrun before we even got there. I shall never forget his determination nor his Sacrifice. We would not of made it if it wasn’t for him.
Two more levels we climbed and finally made the surface. We radioed warrant officer Aviz for immediate evac outside the dome.
I don’t know exactly what we walked into but I never seen a better team make it more courageous stand. I commend them all.
Given my memories, and nightmares I feel that I am suffering from physical and mental shock from the incident. The details of my report may have inaccuracies as a result, and I recommend a third party memory probe be scheduled to be preformed on myself by PsiCorps at the convenience of the core.
I Leroy Williams (PsiCorps) hereby certify this report.
Long ago, we had some great games with the Cthulhu Rising setting, scenarios, and materials written by John Ossoway. We enjoyed The Ganymede Job, Fragmented Sanity, and Escape Velocity. For more than a year now I’ve looked forward to returning to Ossoway’s rich setting. Finally, our moment has arrived. Friday, we returned. We picked up the story, the first in a series, of a small band of Interstellar Colonial Marines. This adventure opened with 2nd Lieutenant Dendich Bint being woken from cryosleep to find he and his platoon were reassigned from police duty related to a popular uprising on Eridani 81, to a report of a missing science team in the Gamma Leporis System. Cenargo corporation lost contact with a mining and science expedition to CS-402, a frozen moon of the 4th planet (a gas giant larger than Jupiter) of this remote frontier system.
Bint woke Gunnery Sergeant Thrace and shared some of the details of the classified mission briefing. Soon, the two woke additional members of the team:
Platoon Commander: 2nd Lt. Dendrich Bint
EXO – Angelica 77 (android)
Gunnery Sergeant: Gunnery Sgt. Morton Thrace
Aerospace Crew: Warrant Officer Alfonso “Rucksack” Aviz
Medic: Cpl. Bronislav (Bronya) Galerkin
PsiCorps: Leroy Williams
Fire Team A
Cpl John (Jack) Quill (marine journalist)
Pte Francis Gunnar
Fire Team B
PFC Dickie Lee Munch (drones and remote ops)
Pte Elliot Garwood
Fire Team C
Lcpl Hadley Snick
Pte Miles Davis
Fire Team D
PFC Oscar Diego Ultimo
Pte Robert “Bo” Peebles
As the team showered off their cryo-sleep fatigue, got some breakfast, and collected their gear, Android EXO Angelica brought the UEAF Corvette Romulus into low polar orbit alongside the Research Vessel Carl Sagan. A faint repeating distress call from the moon’s surface (likely from an EEV from the Carl Sagan) proved the most compelling. Bint dispatched Aviz, Quill, and Thrace to investigate.
The EEV had crash landed on a glacial ice field – too dangerous to land nearby. Aviz piloted the Kara to a safe landing site and Quill and Thrace hiked in. The troopers wiped deep snow from the half buried craft and revealed it had landed door-side down. Quill improvised a method of blowing the emergency escape hatch with a rifle-launched grenade. Inside, all was dark and quiet. Only a few status lights on command consoles lit the darkness. The crash evidently broke loose some of the EEV’s cargo – the interior was jumbled with crates and containers of gear and supplies. Of the ten cryotubes, only two had contained passengers, and one had been badly crushed by a large metal crate. 1st Lt. Jonathan Nash, of the Colonial Security (ColSec) had been killed instantly on impact. The other cryotube contained Prof. Jane Goodbody. Though her medical condition was unstable, she was revived. As she came to, she began ranting, “Get them off me! Get them off me! They’re stinging me!” Quill and Thrace applied their gentle bedside manner and overdosed her on some combat pain suppressants, clothed her in a vacc suit and signaled for pickup. Goodbody, Quill and Thrace, along with some rescued cold weather gear, were flown back to the Romulus by Aviz.
Back aboard, Lt. Bint and the crew considered waiting for further action until Goodbody regained consciousness. In her induced slumber, Goodbody continued to mutter and wail. She clearly said, “it is the apocalypse,” several times. The Carl Sagan beckoned at the crew’s curiosity however, and finally, Bint, put together a boarding party and everyone EVA’d over to the aft lock of the Carl Sagan. Joining the team were: Bint, Gunnar, Aviz, Munch, Thrace, Galerkin, and Quill. Cpl. Gunnar badly fumbled the entry and the team had to make their way to the forward air lock.
Inside, the Carl Sagan was in a sort of standby mode. Temperature had been lowered and oxygen concentrations were minimal. The team made their way through the darkened interior slowly at first. Finding a lift shaft, they journeyed upwards to the middle deck. There, they discovered the Ships Locker and a variety of supplies and equipment. They also discovered the main Cryosleep Chamber. Within which, they discovered the “sleeping” body of Nicola Dietrich, although the capsule showed no brain activity. The capsule is evidently keeping her in a state of suspended animation. Another capsule held the corpse of Wole Soyinka in a black vinyl body bag.
Down the hall, outside the Crew Common Area, the team discovered an interface with the ships mainframe. Cpl. Gunnar spent an hour hacking at the controls but was unsuccessful at gaining substantial access to the system. WO Aviz volunteered to give it a go and concentrated really hard on the problem… (losing 5 SAN in the process) he was able to gain fairly high level access.
Meanwhile, the rest of the team discovered the corpse of David Langstrom outside the door to one of the Emergency Escape Vehicles. Langstrom appeared to have puncture wounds to his chest and the walls and surrounding area were scarred with signs of a fire fight – small arms fire. Langstrom’s corpse also appeared unusually desiccated.
On the upper deck, the Science Lab was a shambles. There were soil, atmospheric, ice, and geological samples. Also, there was a crate labeled: “Alien Artifacts” – electronically locked and marked with biohazard symbols. The Medical Lab contained records related to Oliver Black. Nicola Dietrich’s medical logs state that Black’s brainwaves are strange, and that this might somehow be connected to the nightmares and headaches Black has suffered. The final entry was that Black’s brainwave patterns do not match human brainwaves. Michael Chen’s body was found in the Cold Room wrapped in another black vinyl body bag.
Outside the door of the Mainframe Chamber lay the corpse of Everitt Blake – also strangely desiccated. Blake had on his person a keycard for the mainframe room and a data card. While Cpl. Gunnar spent some quality time with the Mainframe, the rest of the team went ahead to the Bridge.
As our team began examining the various consoles and command systems of the bridge, a strange alien presence began to coalesce. Its whole, slightly shimmering and transparent; it flickered here and there with glimmers of bright light and was shot through with faint pulsating venations of scarlet. As it approached Lt. Bint, all hell broke loose. Soldiers fired their M-29’s, and little if anything happened to the thing. If anything, it grew larger and more aggressive, sprouting long pseudopod like arms and appendages. Hungrily grasping for Bint, the thing tore into his leg, badly piercing the limb and then fiercely sucking at the tissues and fluids within! As Sgt. Thrace fired heavily upon it – it tore into Thrace as well. Finally, Munch cut loose with a full auto salvo at point blank and Bint followed up with a desperate sweep of his combat knife – and the thing dissipated.
Galerkin administered first aid to Bint. The team gathered their shit and retreated to the shuttle bay on the lower deck. All were loaded into the Carl Sagan’s shuttle and Aviz brought everyone back to the Romulus.
What was the “xenomorph” thing? Could there be more? Did you “kill” it?
Lt. Bint – Do you submit SitRep’s to Captain Rhodes @ ICM Forward Operations Base (FOB) Thor on Wolf-359? What do you say? Lots of interests get very excited when xenomorphs are involved. All eyes will be upon you and your team, and soon after your report, others will be showing up. That being said, this is also a great opportunity to get some of the recognition you and your platoon deserve.
Something else to think about: Why was your platoon chosen for the CS-402 assignment?
What about the unexplored portions of the Carl Sagan? What about the material aboard the Carl Sagan? What was taken, what was left? Maybe when we resume play, we should have a brief recap of the team’s departure from the Carl Sagan. Some new healing opportunities have come to light, and things were a big hasty and tired there at the end of the evening.
What about the research base down on CS-402? Who’s going?