Leeds Station - IC Thread
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				Title: <strong>Leeds Station - IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GloomCookie</strong> on <strong>29-04-2010, 17:44:57</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Leeds Station</strong></span></div><br><div align="center">(http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs16/i/2007/127/3/0/Ghosts_of_Asimuth_by_Spex84.jpg)</div><br>Built as the second Halifax-Type station, Leeds station was to become the next generation of living in space.&nbsp; Unlike her predecessor, Leeds boasted large manufacturing and processing bays, which could turn the useless asteroid debris of the system into cheap starships that could fly away from the planet that was slowly turning against humanity.<br><br>Unfortunately, immediately after starting up, a large explosion tore through the gas storage tanks, causing the entire station to cartwheel uncontrollably.&nbsp; Many fled, but it's said only one in three actually made it out alive.&nbsp; The station's orbit began to deteriorate, and it was assumed to have fallen into the atmosphere to burn up.<br><br>The exact reason for the explosion was unknown, but at the time, it was said to be sabotage by terrorists who wanted to keep humanity on the Earth to share its fate.&nbsp; The exact reason will never be known.<br><br><div align="center">(http://fc06.deviantart.net/fs48/f/2009/233/b/a/Dank_Hallway_2_by_Spex84.jpg)</div><br>With the reemergence of the Leeds station, Halifax station knows this is a rare opportunity to obtain machinery and parts that are too sophisticated to be easily produced on site.&nbsp; The station is supposed to be junked, but infrared and other sensors show that some of the machinery aboard is still running.&nbsp; Who is operating it is unknown.<br><br>Regardless, the opportunity cannot be overlooked, and so several members of the station are sent via pods to the supposedly derelict station.&nbsp; What they'll find when they get aboard is anyone's guess.&nbsp; Large portions of the station are open to space, and radiation is so intense in some areas that it would be suicide to spend more than a few minutes inside.<br><br>And that's just the threats that the crew knows about.<br><br><div align="center">(http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs45/f/2009/061/5/4/Escape_Pod_by_Spex84.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><em>OOC Note: Anyone wishing to take part in either thread is welcome to do so.&nbsp; You can have storylines in either thread, but don't expect to be able to call yourself.</em></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Leeds Station - IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sanai</strong> on <strong>30-04-2010, 16:02:07</strong>
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				In a dark and dusty control room on Leeds station, a single monitor sprung to life, flickering. Orange text began to appear beneath the static and dust.<br><br>#........ Automated Station Diagnostic Program Online.........#<br>#....Input User Identification/////#<br>#.......<br>#.......<br>#..........<br>#... No Input detected. Scanning for life signs in systems control room....#<br>#........Scanning......#<br>#.....Scanning......#<br>#...No life signs detected. Automated Internal Sensor sweep activating...#<br>#....Scanners impaired, abberant life signs detected..... Re-activating security AI...#<br><br>The solitary, glowing screen went dark for a minute, before springing to life again, with new, red text scrolling across the dark screen, as the old computer hummed somewhat with the strain of rebooting such a complicated program.<br><br># SECURITY SYSTEM REBOOTING.....#<br># CERBERUS AI PROGRAM....ACTIVATING..#<br># Warning! Security AI monitoring and diagnostic systems offline! Cancelling activation of Cerberus!..#<br># SECURITY OVERRIDE! CERBERUS ACTIVATION CONTINUES!# <br># Cerberus Security AI.... Online.#<br># Directive.....Protect Leeds Station from all threats, without and within....#
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				Title: <strong>Re: Leeds Station - IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GloomCookie</strong> on <strong>30-04-2010, 16:18:56</strong>
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				The first pods from Halifax station began to arrive, landing in the magnetic trap just below the main docking ring.&nbsp; The pods opened to reveal suited personnel, Aki amongst them.&nbsp; Hopping down from the pod, she began taking readings.<br><br>#... Atmospheric Composition Analysis.....<br>#... Complete<br>#... Displaying Results <br>#... Nitrogen: 76%<br>#... Oxygen: 21%<br>#... CO<sub>2</sub>: 3%<br>#... Other gases: &lt;1%<br><br>Safe to breathe then, she popped the seal on her helmet and let the cold air of the station's interior hit her face.&nbsp; Checking her wrist comp, it was a crisp 5<sup>o</sup>C in here.&nbsp; And the Geiger counter on her hip was only making about a click every ten seconds, meaning about average background radiation.&nbsp; It was safe to proceed.<br><br>As the team joined up, a comp tech went to a nearby terminal and pressed it, surprised to find it come to life right away, and he slid in his keycard to try and gain access to the system, saying, "Technician Gregori, Halifax Station, Repair and Salvage Authorization Four One Three Seven Eight."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Leeds Station - IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sanai</strong> on <strong>30-04-2010, 16:24:49</strong>
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				The decrepit terminal's screen showed static for a moment, before refocusing as its old circuits struggled with the unexpected input.<br># Terminal Access attempt detected......<br># Repair and Salvage Authorisation Four One Three Seven Hate is not valid. Please re-state access authorisation.....
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				Title: <strong>Re: Leeds Station - IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GloomCookie</strong> on <strong>30-04-2010, 16:47:35</strong>
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				# Terminal Access attempt detected......<br># Repair and Salvage Authorization Four One Three Seven Hate is not valid. Please re-state access authorization.....<br><br>"Bah," Gregori said, smacking the terminal, "Looks like we'll have to do this the old fashioned way."<br><br>The team leader on this jaunt was a Level 4 CNC officer named Takai, "Right, everyone head for the sections we planned on.&nbsp; Be careful of radiation and other dangers.&nbsp; Keep alert, keep safe, and we'll all be back on Halifax in a matter of hours."<br><br>Linna joined up with another ExoGen tech named Flora, a cute young woman with a good eye for biological mutations.&nbsp; Together, they began heading for the area marked as being the R&amp;D section of the station, before it had fallen under the umbrella of ExoGen.&nbsp; Flashlights pierced the darkness, and as the distance began to increase, more and more static started to make communicating with the rest of the team difficult.&nbsp; Not impossible, just difficult.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Leeds Station - IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sanai</strong> on <strong>02-05-2010, 15:27:37</strong>
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				Within the computer core of Leeds Station, Cerberus attained full consciousness. It felt.....better, than the oblivion of being offline.<br>Cerberus opened its eyes, the security cameras across the station whirring to life, and panning.<br><br># Unkown Intruders Detected..... <br># Terminal Access attempt detected....<br># Personel Name... Technician Gregori. Repair and Salvage..... Threat rating..... inconsequential....<br># Assessing other intruders........<br># Possible CNC prescense detected.... Threat rating...... Minimal....<br># Course of action..... observation....<br><br>An array of security cameras, scanners and sensors immediatly began to observe the team. Special attention was paid to Linna and Flora, as Cerberus zoomed in the cameras, starting at their feet, and moving slowly up and down their bodies, studying each detail minutely.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Leeds Station - IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GloomCookie</strong> on <strong>03-05-2010, 00:50:44</strong>
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				The emptiness was unsettling.&nbsp; Walking slowly, Linna continued to take readings, until they came to the large bulkhead leading to R&amp;D.&nbsp; Opening a port on the right side of the door, she slid a small, narrow probe through to emerge on the other side and take readings, which came back as green.&nbsp; "Looks clear to me."<br><br>Flora nodded, kneeling down to pull a panel off and expose a hand crank.&nbsp; With a loud groan, the door began to open as she wound the crank.&nbsp; It was slow, and when the door first started lifting, air rushed past carrying the smell of death and decay.&nbsp; The door parted on the outside to either side, while an inner door slid up above.&nbsp; Once they had enough room to get through, they locked the crank and proceeded through to the other side.<br><br>R&amp;D for a station like this would be broken up into several sections.&nbsp; Their first stop would be the fertilization chambers, to try and find any viable genetic samples that could be used aboard the Halifax.&nbsp; They repeated the procedure on the lab door as they had with the first bulkhead, and went inside.<br><br>The sight inside the room was scary.&nbsp; A laboratory went around a sort of pit, with what looked to be a gyn chair on one end and a thick bulkhead on the other.&nbsp; Blood was all over the floor infront of the chair, and obviously whatever had been in that chair hadn't fared too well.&nbsp; Around them, there was equipment that looked old but perhaps salvageable.<br><br>Also strange was that&nbsp; there were several dormant machines scattered about the lab, carrying everything from cleaning tools to weapons to medical tools.&nbsp; Linna shuddered as she went around and began activating the machines, trying to figure out what was being worked on in this strange lab.
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