(In a clearing in a forest, a magenta orb appears. After hovering in place for a few seconds, vast arcs of purple lightning reduce nearby trees to fallen husks, and after a minute of destruction, the orb explodes into a fine purple mist, which constitutes it's self into a black figure with glowing magenta eyes.) (It looks around)

[i][b]Reunion[/b][/i] [i]Wilson and Wolfe had established what appeared to be a small base camp atop their hill, the area surrounded by sonic inhibitors, which were designed to harm animals with extremely sensitive hearing, thus preventing them from being close. So far, the field had worked fairly well, and the two had set about establishing a comms relay tower and radio ping for others to be able to find their camp. Wolfe had taken up a sniper position some distance away, initiating his cloaking and dampening systems, rendering him invisible, hidden in the canopy. Wilson remained on the ground, working on various things around the campsite, blasting his typical classic heavy metal. Perhaps it was the roar of Motörhead, Accept, Black Sabbath, Megadeth, and AC/DC that kept the animals away. Either way, he didn't care. He did want to know who all was on the planet, however, aside from the Tundra guy and "Hunter."[/i] [spoiler]open[/spoiler]

*[ ] kicks the door to their pod open. They step into the jungle extremely irritated* "Sure, launch us in like frakking drop commandos!!" *They continue their aggravated monologue as they do a quick perimeter sweep, their helmet's systems scanning the underbrush* [spoiler]Open[/spoiler]

*In the dense foliage of the jungle, a spark ignites. This spark is quickly followed by a six foot high ring around it, emitting some sort of light. It is a portal.* *From that portal, a face known to few pips out looking at his surroundings. He was a mercenary, and he was willing to get loads of money from each of his customers. Normally, he wouldn't want to do this, but money is money, so Mortar took his Portal Stick Thingy (PST) and jumped through the portal. Inside it, a voice can be heard.* [b]You sure you're gonna do this Mortar? You know what happened when you first found that stray planet.[/b] I'm gonna be fine, Mion. You know nothing is gonna happen to me. But if something does, go live with Cyan. [b]I'd start packing if i had thumbs.[/b] You're doubting my skill? [b]No, not doubting your skill, I'm just a bit worried because we have no idea what is there.[/b] Well I'm already through the portal, you don't have a say. *The voice on the other side of the portal is cut off as Mortar closes it.* Okay, what's on the agenda? *Mortar takes out a list of things to find, reading: Food Water Civilization Material used to make weaponry.* *Another thing is at the bottom of the list, scribbled in as if the thing that wrote it was awful at writing* *It read: "Another of my species."* *After he read that, Mortar seems to talk to himself.* Come on, Mion, there are no other ones of your species... *Mortar begins trudging into the wilderness, looking for anything that could be of use.* [spoiler]open[/spoiler]

[b]A man stood in the woods, his hood blowing in the tropical winds. He eventually began trudging through the woods, his red coat staying resilient in the mud. After a while of walking, he heard a noise and turned his thermal sensors on. He looked at the crouched figure.[/b] [i]*aims at figure*[/i] I know you're there. Get out where I can see you.

[b][u]You're not in Kansas Anymore[/u][/b] [i]Hydell and Ava arrived earlier, taking his ship down to the jungle planet hours before the Hermes dropped the crew. Hydell's ship was cloaked and parked in a very large tree bordering the coast- it was untraceable or undetectable. What the two were doing, was rather interesting. Ava bore a sleeveless version of her outfit, her whole torso was covered as well as her legs, and her green hood was not on. A bandolier around her left bicep had flechettes lined up, and she had her folded crossbow on her right thigh. She had an archer brace on her left hand and a three-fingered gauntlet on her right hand. She stood on the tree perched and watching an animal- it seemed to resemble a wolf only it had 6 legs rather than 4. It prowled in the jungle and she drew her bow and arrow at it.[/i] [i]Hydell relaxed by the coastline. He wore his usual attire: his EVA undersuit with his coat and helmet, and he seemed not sweat or be uncomfortable whatsoever. He was tinkering on a round spherical shaped machine along the shores. When finished he activated it and fresh water was pouring from it being fully filtered and cycled through it. He then walked over to a nearby chopped tree and set up a large bonfire pit. He left a distress beacon open for any members from the Hermes to his location. He also had a looped broadcast on all channels:[/i] "This is Hydell from the Hermes, I've got a camp set up in the west. If you need assistance, rendezvous to my position." [spoiler]Open Interact with One[/spoiler]

[b][u]Crash Landing[/u][/b] [b]Leron would be a few 30 feet over the tree line[/b] [u]Fuel Under 4%[/u] Oh hell! [b]Lerons left foot rocket would flicker and stop, he would be flipped upside down. His right leg would still be on, boosting him down the ground[/b] Gotta think fast! [b]Leron would activate his forward shield, readying for the impact A loud boom would be heard from the impact, Leron would be incapacitated[/b] [b]He would reach for his comms, but one of his arms would be stuck in a black substance, he would look around only to see himself in a pool of the black stuff.[/b] HELP!!! [b]Under the Liquid, there would be movement. A 25 foot long worm would slowly wriggle its way through the blackness, straight towards him [/b] HELP ME, SHIT! HELP! [spoiler]Open[/spoiler]

[u]Manifest Destiny[/u] "Fascinating." That was all Elisa uttered as she stepped from her Drop-Pod. She had landed near a cliff-face, overlooking a vast jungle. Checking her HUD, she confirmed the air was non-toxic, indeed it resembled that of Alexandria's atmosphere. She began logging the readings of her environmental scans, wandering around her immediate area. "This is Elisa Jaeger, checking in. I'm alive, and quite amazed." She spoke into her Comms.

[i]A pair of men, a pair of fighters. They stalked the jungle with intent, each one brandishing their own type of weaponry on them. The first one looked like the spirit of the damn jungle. He bore a cloak that was draped over his tall body, one that was a nice Orange colour, which was lined with various black stripes that gave him the appearance of a tiger. His face was covered by a black mask, concealing his face to all. In his hands was an assault rifle of some sort, the weapon being strange and foreign to all other onlookers that would see the gun. He had a sniper of the same design on his back, a revolver of a more classic design on his hip, and the hilt for a sword on his belt, though it had no blade, and a button on one side. It rested in a maglock like the rest of his weapons, each one being black with orange accents. The second man was a scientist by all means. He bore a white lab coat that rested under a black exoskeleton frame, and a sword that he gripped in both of his hands. The sword was six feet in length, though the ExoSuit allowed him to carry it with ease. His head was bald and devoid of all hair, save for his brown, bushy beard on his lightly tanned face, and his eyebrows that rested above his emerald green eyes. The first man, Hunter, spoke up into his radio-earpiece, the same one that was given to all other operatives of the Hermes crew. [/i] "Anyone listening in?" [spoiler]Open. Either answer the call on your earpiece, or find the pair. No this is not about the plot. [/spoiler]

[u]Once More Into The Fold[/u] "Hrrmmm...." Jaeger slowly opened his eyes, blinking slowly, orienting himself. "-alive, and quite amazed." A voice sounded over his Comms. It was Elisa. "Right... right... the expedition." He remembered. He was was now on a foreign world, tasked with colonizing and exploring it. At the moment, though, he was sitting from what he could tell, upside down in his Drop-Pod. "Hrrghh..." Pulling the emergency release, the hatch burst from the pod, revealing the world outside. He was suspended by several large vines in the jungle. Unbuckling his straps, he stabilized himself upright in the pod, before grabbing an vine and cutting it with his knife, allowing himself to drop down. The jungle was dense, humid, and dark. Dangerous. "This is Reese Jaeger. Alive and checking in."

I open my eyes. I can't remover who I am. I can't remember much actually. I'm strapped to a chair. Some kind of Exo suit is encasing my entire body. Around me are eleven other people. They are all in full armour, so I can't make out any distinction other than a number painted across all their armour. The numbers increase from one to twelve as I look clockwise around the room. Six is on my right. Eight is on my left. That makes me seven. "Welcome, pioneers" the ship's AI comes to life in front of us. "Current comms channels are closed off between each of you, but you can still communicate with me." "Where are we!" I yell, hoping in some vain way it would improve my situation. "We are currently touching down on a planet registered as Glydaton." The AI chirps calmly, oblivious to the distress it is causing us. I can tell the other people around the room are panicking. It's obvious even with the armour on. "WHAT ARE WE DOING HERE!" I scream again. "Rewards will be acquired by any survivors if you complete your task." The AI chirps again. "Your mission is to hunt down a group that has taken refuge on this world to escape consequences for their actions." "Consequences! Actions! Why are you so vague!" I scream again. "Knowledge is its own reward. Earn it." The AI says calmly. "Opening all comms channels." "Um... Hi?" Says a voice over the comms. It's deep, probably male. I can't make out the accent though. "What is even going on!" Screams another voice. This time it's female. Accent makes her sound like she's from the republic. "Entering atmosphere." Chimes in the AI. The shuttle begins rocking back and forth as it contacts the atmosphere. "I have number four." Says a different voice. This time male. "Are these numbers just to identify us." This man is obviously from a trade bloc outside of the republic, I just can't pin which one. "Landing in 3...2...1..." The AI chirps. Our straps unlatch, and a door behind me opens, filling the room with sunlight. I get out of my chair and turn around. The landscape of Glydaton is extremely mountainous. Rainforests fill the mountain valleys, and an ocean is visible off in the distance. "It's beautiful." Says one of the crew. Female. I can't distinguish the accent. As I step out of the shuttle, a hud lights up around my vision. "Hello. I am your personal combat AI. You can call me Anim." Great. Another annoying droid. "Do you wish to turn on neural interface?" Anim chirps. "Yeah... Sure." I respond, hesitantly. My vision goes blurry for a second, but when it clear, it feels like the armour is just an extension of my body. All the data from the suit is now heading straight to my brain. I can actually see atmospheric composition of the air around me! Light from beyond the visible spectrum is now visible! "What is this!" I yell in confusion. "No one has this kind of technology!" "That will be explained if you survive" Anim says, ominously. "GAHHH!" Screams one of the crew. Anim instantly indicates it was 8 who was screaming. "It hurts! I can't take it!" She screams. "It's too much. My head is going to explode!" [spoiler]closed now. Conversations are in other threads.[/spoiler]

[b][i]Welcome to the Jungle[/i][/b] [i]The Courier and the Vengeful Son deployed via Vertbird rather than drop pod, in order to establish camp somewhere in nearby clearing. The gunship had been loaded with plenty of food, water, and munitions, in order for the soldiers inside to work in the field comfortably. Wilson had witnessed the pods slamming into the ground as his Vertibird warped into the atmosphere. Wolfe stood in the aircraft's rear doorway, rifle in hand, observing the scenery. Jungles and lush foliage were both a blessing and a curse to him. It made it much easier for a reconnaissance operator to act, but it also made it hard for him to make long-distance shots. No matter, he had gotten good at overcoming adversity. Wilson looked out upon the scenery in awe, the only two places in the Wasteland like this planet were Vault 22 and Oasis. He was interested to get a hold of any local trophy animals. Carefully, he brought his warbird down into a clearing, powering it down. As the craft powered itself down, Wolfe walked out of the cargo bay, followed a few moments later by Wilson. Soon the two began moving out gear to set up a simply campsite, leaving all the weaponry aboard for the time being. Their selected landing spot was atop a slight hill, as to allow them a better view of their surroundings.[/i] [spoiler]Open[/spoiler]

[b][url=https://imgur.com/a/jNLVM]Lilly[/url] and Amy step out of their pods. Lilly checks her suit systems[/b] [i]Systems at 100%[/i] -Lilly: Well, let's go -Amy: Yep [b]Lilly tosses her radio back into the pod and Amy stores her's inside her symbiote. Lilly scans the area. She picks up multiple signals from tracking bracelets. She looks up and they both start walking into the woods.[/b] [b]A little later Amy detects something behind them. She turns around and sees a 4-armed scaled beast, three times the size of a man [/b] -Lilly: Oh shit -Amy: Lets see if we can lose it first [b]The beast roars and charges at them. Lilly takes off and Amy starts swinging behind her. They dodge trees that the beast just charges through [/b] -Amy: Well this is certainly off with a bang ((Open))

[b]coin, not wanting to leave behind her hoverbike, flew to the surface of the planet instead of taking a drop-pod bringing along camping tools in her hoverbike's storage compartment, she's prepared to go out and live in the harsh environment[/b] [i]*ducks under a vine that stretches from tree to tree*[/i] This place ain't so bad... [i]*looks around for a clearing*[/i] Ah. There's one. [b]coin lands her bike and retracts the glass, looking out into the jungle she quickly parks her bike into a tree and disguises it with vines as she gets onto the forest floor, a rumbling is heard[/b] The hell is tha- [i]*turns around*[/i] [b]a 30-foot-tall chubby being steps out from the brush it's mouth retracts, revealing huge teeth it lunges at coin, tearing her suit and kicking her into the mud[/b] YEP. I'M OUTTA HERE. [i]*gets up and runs away*[/i] [b]the being starts chasing her in hot pursuit[/b]

[spoiler]>tfw my cis white male privilege is not enough privilege to look at that link[/spoiler]