Post by Rakk on Jun 22, 2010 8:54:32 GMT
OOC: I have to make this quick because I lost my internet in my room and the wifi signal I have is shaky at best. And to answer any questions before we have to have them asked, yes what is on the plane is incredibly dangerous.And depending on the actions of everyone involved I foresee at this point at least for different ends to this beginning part of the RP which would lead into the next one. Which is why I am detailing all of the precautionary measures that you can fall back to if something terrible happens. The unnamed fifth option is everyone is killed dead.
IC:
Alanik was still analyzing the agents in front of him, so far it had seemed that most were trying to blend in, which was proving somewhat of a task in such a motley attired group. Some were talking while others seemed to already dislike each other. But none of this mattered at the moment as a storm was bearing down on the city and they needed to get on that plane.
"Listen up, we have a major storm coming in, most flights in and out of the city are being canceled or redirected. In fact this plane should have been one of those if it was not for its highly advanced auto-pilot system which managed to land the plane and taxi it out onto a semi-remote runway. Since then we have not been able to see any sign of electrical activity. It may be that once we get on the plane we can simply turn on the lights or there might be deeper problems with the aircraft. As such you need to exercise the highest degree of caution when you are on board that plane. Now that you know that, we need to get on that plane."
With that most of the agents quickly and quietly boarded the waiting transports. They were retrofitted vehicles for the airport that had originally been intended to carry cargo or other supplies for the planes, but now boasted a separate section in the back which was enclosed in a Polycarbonite case and sealed so they were airtight, if a contagion was released from the plane out into the greater Miami area the city would be in bad shape but those inside the sealed transports would be in fine shape, possibly not the driver who was separate but at the very least the passengers would be. Of course if a contagion was released inside the back of the transport with the agents it too could be quickly contained. It could essentially be both a coffin and a veritable lifeboat to the agents. Which of course it looked the part for both roles. Either way it was a thankful relief from the rain and humidity of the tarmac.
When the Transports reached the plane the back part which housed the agents was separated from the trucks, set down and then attached to the small field storage unit which was again separated from both the plane and the world by airlocks and airtight hermetically sealed clear poly-carbonate structures. Inside the storage unit was the rest of the teams equipment and enough storage units to catalog, and render safe for transport anything found on the plane. Also there were shower heads and there were further outlets and heads which were further connected to pipes and tubing which could be seen snaking around inside the polycarbonate walls.
Outside the scene was dominated by the field HQ and all the security services which were positioned all around the plane. The various emergency lights could be seen flashing. As the agents and Alanik approached the airlock before the stairs inside the plane, a large series of spotlights were lit and cast towards the plane, lighting up the entire interior and hopefully much of the interior if there was no interior power.
Inside the plane it was dark, almost a separate world from that of the outside. The air which would normally be light and a comfortable room temperature was slightly off, slightly more humid than it should have been and much heavier. The only light on the interior was coming from the spotlights on the outside, for all they knew the electricity was running as it seemed that chaos had broken out sometime before everyone succumb to whatever was released on the plane. Much of the interior was smeared in blood or other liquids, some of which seemed to be viscous, others seemed to be similar to that of a jellyfish on sand. The light fixtures had either burst or fallen down in almost every case. The overhead compartments had at times been opened for some reason or in others remained closed for equally unknown reasons.
The case of the passengers was much, much, much worse than could be seen from the outside. Their skin and organs had become a clear light sheen, looking like a sack of water about to pop, their bones had become weak crystalline looking structures and much of it had cracked and broken away. A few bodies were in relatively good shape and would be perfect for transport if they could be held together. Those bodies were considered 'almost complete' being only maybe 40 or 45 percent of a body. Most of the other passengers were possibly a few pieces left if any could be recognizably human. The worst cases being maybe a finger or a toe and the rest something that one could not tell would ever have been human. And those parts that were recognizably human were only barely so given that everything which had once been human now was some twisted and perverted version of it, parts had bubbled and popped, others had broken off at odd angles, and still others had shriveled.
"I'm going to need an agent to get the black box and work on figuring out what happened, you should have the equipment at the base of the stairs. I am going to work on seeing if there is any electricity in here, and the condition of the plane to see if we can move it safely to a hangar. The rest of you should see if you can find out what happened to these people, but most importantly how in the hell it happened. Agents, do your thing."
IC:
Alanik was still analyzing the agents in front of him, so far it had seemed that most were trying to blend in, which was proving somewhat of a task in such a motley attired group. Some were talking while others seemed to already dislike each other. But none of this mattered at the moment as a storm was bearing down on the city and they needed to get on that plane.
"Listen up, we have a major storm coming in, most flights in and out of the city are being canceled or redirected. In fact this plane should have been one of those if it was not for its highly advanced auto-pilot system which managed to land the plane and taxi it out onto a semi-remote runway. Since then we have not been able to see any sign of electrical activity. It may be that once we get on the plane we can simply turn on the lights or there might be deeper problems with the aircraft. As such you need to exercise the highest degree of caution when you are on board that plane. Now that you know that, we need to get on that plane."
With that most of the agents quickly and quietly boarded the waiting transports. They were retrofitted vehicles for the airport that had originally been intended to carry cargo or other supplies for the planes, but now boasted a separate section in the back which was enclosed in a Polycarbonite case and sealed so they were airtight, if a contagion was released from the plane out into the greater Miami area the city would be in bad shape but those inside the sealed transports would be in fine shape, possibly not the driver who was separate but at the very least the passengers would be. Of course if a contagion was released inside the back of the transport with the agents it too could be quickly contained. It could essentially be both a coffin and a veritable lifeboat to the agents. Which of course it looked the part for both roles. Either way it was a thankful relief from the rain and humidity of the tarmac.
When the Transports reached the plane the back part which housed the agents was separated from the trucks, set down and then attached to the small field storage unit which was again separated from both the plane and the world by airlocks and airtight hermetically sealed clear poly-carbonate structures. Inside the storage unit was the rest of the teams equipment and enough storage units to catalog, and render safe for transport anything found on the plane. Also there were shower heads and there were further outlets and heads which were further connected to pipes and tubing which could be seen snaking around inside the polycarbonate walls.
Outside the scene was dominated by the field HQ and all the security services which were positioned all around the plane. The various emergency lights could be seen flashing. As the agents and Alanik approached the airlock before the stairs inside the plane, a large series of spotlights were lit and cast towards the plane, lighting up the entire interior and hopefully much of the interior if there was no interior power.
Inside the plane it was dark, almost a separate world from that of the outside. The air which would normally be light and a comfortable room temperature was slightly off, slightly more humid than it should have been and much heavier. The only light on the interior was coming from the spotlights on the outside, for all they knew the electricity was running as it seemed that chaos had broken out sometime before everyone succumb to whatever was released on the plane. Much of the interior was smeared in blood or other liquids, some of which seemed to be viscous, others seemed to be similar to that of a jellyfish on sand. The light fixtures had either burst or fallen down in almost every case. The overhead compartments had at times been opened for some reason or in others remained closed for equally unknown reasons.
The case of the passengers was much, much, much worse than could be seen from the outside. Their skin and organs had become a clear light sheen, looking like a sack of water about to pop, their bones had become weak crystalline looking structures and much of it had cracked and broken away. A few bodies were in relatively good shape and would be perfect for transport if they could be held together. Those bodies were considered 'almost complete' being only maybe 40 or 45 percent of a body. Most of the other passengers were possibly a few pieces left if any could be recognizably human. The worst cases being maybe a finger or a toe and the rest something that one could not tell would ever have been human. And those parts that were recognizably human were only barely so given that everything which had once been human now was some twisted and perverted version of it, parts had bubbled and popped, others had broken off at odd angles, and still others had shriveled.
"I'm going to need an agent to get the black box and work on figuring out what happened, you should have the equipment at the base of the stairs. I am going to work on seeing if there is any electricity in here, and the condition of the plane to see if we can move it safely to a hangar. The rest of you should see if you can find out what happened to these people, but most importantly how in the hell it happened. Agents, do your thing."
