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Beta Squad HOME BASE:



Welcome to the Beta Squad HOME BASE. Inside the home base tent are a couple cots in addition to tables holding about a week's worth of simple supplies, though there is no food around. For some reason with this gask mask on, you never feel hungry. Or thirsty. Or like you need to use the bathroom, though you still feel sleepy from time to time and worn out. The home base itself is a simple tent, easily identifiable by its bright blue material.

SUPPLIES:

Your home base shelter for your group comes equipped with all necessary supplies. Inside the accommodating tent lie three tables. The first table simply contains exactly twelve first aid kits, all neatly organized in rows of six, one for each person.

The second table seems to have been organized with a fair amount of dedication, on each backpack is written only a number. Once again, there are exactly twelve backpacks, organized in rows of six.

The last table is the simplest of all and simply contains one map.





There is no marking as to where their home camp could possibly be located, and no warnings as to the terrain around them.

((OOC: ICly post to pick up your supplies, and ROLL ONE 6-sided dice to determine your weapon that is in the bag you randomly picked up:

1- A handgun, but it is full of rubber pellets
2- A small dagger
3 - Extra bandages
4 - A small hand club
5 - A wooden stake
6. Small nunchucks

Please go to the Battle rules to make sure you read up on HOW TO BATTLE, and what effect your weapon has. ))

It is NOT SAFE to linger too long at home base, you can and will be attacked anywhere, including your home base should an intruder decide to step into this thread. How you want to travel and approach things is up to you, but make sure if you leave the thread note EXIT THREAD in your post to do so.

exclaim At no point can your character be in two threads at once - doing so without GM approval can and will get your banned from this event. exclaim

[β VII entering the tent~]

She groaned as she sat up, looking around what appeared to be a tent; how long had it been since that day? With the desks and... Something about a test? Surviving a week to pass it or something... Groaning again, she looked down through the gas mask that felt glued to her head at her gloved hands, realizing that she had been holding onto a phone... That was currently vibrating. She frowned, reading the message on it; perhaps this is all just one big dream and she'll wake up- Wake up where...?

She can't remember. Is this not a dream, after all?

"My name... He said something about a nam- Ah, Beta Seven? What a stupid name..." She mumbled to herself, staring at the symbol and number on her suit before crawling up from the ground, dragging herself over to the nearest table. Instinctively, she grabbed a first aid kit - it would help in the future for sure... Better take one while there's still one to grab! Who knows if someone would destroy them to help increase their chance of surviving this little 'game'... Hm, that's tempting actually.

She then proceeded to grab a backpack - with her "name" on it - and a map. Stuffing the latter into the former with a scowl (although it was probably not visible behind the mask), she noticed a small dagger inside the backpack and quickly took it out, stuffing it together with the mysterious phone she had found on her. Sounding frustrated and just a little pissed off as she forced a laugh, she slung the backpack over her shoulder, "I wonder if I signed up for some sort of a lame variety show..."

... Although, what's a variety show again?

[β II Entering The Tent]

Ouch... My head, did it hit something?
Opening her eyes, Beta Two sighed remorsefully, taking in her situation. Leave it up to her to hit her head on a table before even waking up. Wait, a table? Anxiously sitting up, Beta Two proceeded to hit her head yet again on the dull corner. Owwww! Why am I so lame? was her only thought as she carefully stood up in the tent, and proceeded to rub her head viciously while hissing in pain. Okay, what was she supposed to do? A slight glowing at her belt provided all the guidance she needed, and she quickly read the unusual text message.

What in the name of... Did she really sign up for this, as that mysterious shadowy guy claimed? Oh man, oh man, what was she going to do?! She couldn't do this at all! Did they expect her to actually survive? In a shock, Beta Two slowly picked up her medpack and backpack without realizing what she had done. Waking up from her coma of sorts, she decided to check out what was in that backpack of hers. Maybe it'll help her survive, who knows.

A gun.

I think I can survive a day or two with this... Perhaps.

[β II Acquired A Gun With Rubber Pellets]

[β VIII Entering]

He stared at the phone. Seven days? Only thirteen people? He looked around the tent and counted only twelve others, but how many others were there really? He found he didn't really want to know. All he knew was that he had to survive to find out who he really was, and he was determined to do so. Attaching his phone back to his belt, and trying to somewhat regulate his breathing in his infernal mask, he stood from his cot and crossed to the tables. As he observed some of the others do, he picked up a med kit and a sac with a familiar number to it. Beta Eight..... He thought to himself, I guess that's me. Crossing back to his cot, he emptied the contents of the sac, evaluating his only possessions.

The first thing that caught his eye, well, the ONLY thing that caught his eye was a pair of small nunchuks. Nunchuks? Are they serious??? Sighing, he stuffed everything back into his sac and sat back down to evaluate his surroundings and, in turn, his next move.

[β VIII aquired a small nunchuks]

[B III Entering]

Ugh...she felt like crap and felt a fleeting bit of resentment for whatever they had used to put her to sleep earlier, or at least she assumed that why she felt so bad. In any case the memory of the mans words - particularly the bit where he'd mentioned surviving made her get moving.

Surely laying around wasn't going to help her get through this and swinging her legs over the side of the small cot she noticed the mark on her suit - BIII....well that wasn't the greatest of names but as she couldn't recall what her actual name was..or anything at all really she supposed BIII was better then nothing or 'Hey you'. What in the world had she signed herself up for? Perhaps it would become clear once she started moving about, surely something would come back to her...right?

Blowing out a deep breath she checked the thing she had on her - a cell phone, and her suit. Awesome. Standing up she staggered towards the tables she saw heaped with supplies. No food - but for some reason that didn't bother her overly much, the first aid kit looked important and she noticed missing spots where her fellows had already grabbed kits of their own so she grabbed one up too - next was a table of rucksacks and one of them was stamped with her name so she picked it up and riffled through it with a bit of curiosity..a wooden stake? "What the hell do they expect me to do with this? Kill a Vampire?!?"

Rolling her eyes she put the stake in her belt because lame or not it was the only weapon she seemed to have at the moment and stuffed the first aid kit into the sack before slinging it over her shoulder. A map was on the next table and she grabbed one of those too giving it a cursory glance before heading for the tent door and pulling the flap back "Lets see whats outside"

As she was looking out into the fog Three became aware that someone was coming up behind her and glanced back to see who it was..his suit was emblazoned with BVIII, though as with everyone else in the tent it was hard to tell anything more about them, their features hidden as they were with the mask and suit. She could tell by his build that he was male however and the voice when he spoke confirmed that guess. "Was just looking" She assured him "Looks like theres something...pink...in the distance" she mentioned, motioning to the color barely visible in the distance through the haze.

She wasn't sure exactly what to think about it and before he could say anything else the cell phone she'd been given beeped, with a glance at Eight she flipped it open and eyed the message "Cheery" She remarked, showing her companion "Did you get the same?" Glancing back she did a quick count of the tent "Theres twelve of us here...obviously theres other camp..or tents out there then" she remarked "I guess we ought to do a..what do they call it...perimeter check? At the very least" she suggested, rather proud of the fact that she'd recalled the term.

(( We can go and check things out in the area if you want =-) ))

[Beta 6 ENTERING]

His waking was far from dignified. There was a buzz and like a shot, the boy now called Beta 6, exploded upwards from his slumber. He panted, beginning to clutch at his mask and suit in a panic before the brief memores rushed back. A classroom. Instructions.

A whine escaped him and Beta 6, noticing his new name, glanced at the stirring figures in the room with him.

"What? Why?" It was almost pathetic the way he moaned. But he had to have signed up for this.They told him so and they wouldn't lie... would they? WHO WERE THEY ANYWAY?! His breathing picked up again as he slightly panicked once again.

There must be some good payoff at the end or he was sure he would never had agreed to it. Right? The worst part of all of these ideas of his was that he really had no idea or memory of what happened and that was what made him the most uncomfortable.

He closed his eyes in an attempt to center himself but apparently he was an uneasy type and felt really uncomfortable in a strange place with strange people. He'd best follow everyone else's lead.

He shuffled, with little to no confidence, to the supply tables and took the bag with his name on it. He was actually relieved to find himself with a gun. Even if they were rubber bullets he felt more prepared to shoot someone than to try a physical weapon. He seemed to be painfully skinny and as a result, rather weak.

He clung to his pack and uncomfortably tugged on the collar of his suit. In his nervousness he'd begun to sweat and in these outfits that was probably a really bad idea. His eyes darted to those around him and quite a few of them seemed much more confident and able than he. Some of them were already leaving!

He gulped and tugged on his collar again. Should he stay or go? He glanced at his remaining.. team mates. "Umm.. Hi?"