((Doc for easy checking on characters: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1qAK25kzcHVM3A8euT0JdvGIVcP2dDnd1qOtSkBZoIjo/edit?usp=sharing)) @HunterC1998 @Dipdoo @Omicron445 @Zoomninja3000 @Dragonclaw You all are part of the scouting team. A small group of armed individuals and scientists leaving the safety of the polar outpost to investigate the ruins of the old city. You are to find out as much information as possible and discern the feasibility of expanding the outpost to the city. A large sallok in thick clothes... Calling out names... Your commander... Sklod Shirk. "Rollcall! Chlauri Askli! Qi Cheil! Gearstrip! Malcolm Jow! Cain Lyle! Hercules Mulligan! Ron Reems! Thorny-Sprout! Richard Wells!" Multiple calls of "Here"... the city is 1.5 days from here. Party Inventory: 740/800lb (80lb/person) 10x10 lb food (non-perishable)(10 days/person) 10x12lb fire resources (120 hours) 10x50lb tents 5x2lb micro-stoves 5x2lb of butane(10 hours) (Include in your post your personal supplies. Equipped weapons and clothing don't count as backpack items.)
((I'll assume the app equipment actually, along with 3lb of ammunition. You have 0 free weight before being encumbered.)) He sighs in turn. "You're a poor liar Hualo... None of us are ready for this. But I'll be damned if we aren't prepared..."
Ron looks to his fellow shotgun toting scout, "Headfirst? Always." Lifting and mock-pumping his shotgun.
"Well...maybe for others...but not me...and I'm gonna assume not his either..less forward means into bullets..."
Ron returns the grin, "We'd need to know which way they're facing first, or if there's anyone there at all. Besides, nothing beats a good rush."
"There's a reason I don't wear heavy armor, take it how you will...I feel we will have chances to show what I mean.."
"It's better to avoid a hit than it is to be able to take a hit." He taps his armored chest. "But both is best."
((You all have been marching this whole time btw. Forgot to mention.)) "If you assk me, there are few wayss more preceisse than with my DMR... It'sss like javelin, but without the throwing!" Says the floran, supposedly Thorny-Sprout. "I myself prefer a bow. Takes more time to learn and use than a gun, but it's much better against armored targets at medium ranges." Says Qi, the hylotl. "Take what you will, I'm sticking with my riot gear..." Grumbles the shield-bearing glitch. "If any of you get hurt, I'm going to be the one saving your sorry buttsssss..." Sneers the pretentious medic-salzar, armed with some sort of extra biological limbs... "Can it or I'll shove my razorjack up your asses... I swear, if I have to babysit you guys over the course of this week..." Growls the thick-coated geituran.