UFO Defense...needs a scientist
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The last one was eaten. Well, his brains got eaten.
Welcome to UFO Defense and the research ship Oregon. The ship is a state of the art floating laboratory filled with the latest technology. It is an eggheads dream! Really, it is. You should see the toys.
Earning the position of Chief Scientist on this nerd's cruise ship will get you semi private quarters, shared only with frozen and dissected samples of unearthly life forms. Plus your own shower, if you decide to take one.
And if you get tired of these samples, don't worry, there are plenty of Squaddies to add samples to the freezer. Some of them have actually become samples. Almost a never ending supply.
This is an all expenses paid voyage of a lifetime! So come on, pull out your protractor and apply today!
We would like to offer a spot on the team for a narrator with strong forensic/medical/sci-fi/nerd abilities. If you would like to see the Earth defending action, this link will take you to the forum. If you would like to play, put a note here and I will get back to you. Here is a sample of the writing you will be conjuring:
Player assumes the role of the busy administrator of a super secret base located on the Earth that is. Each player will have admin and operation control over assets at their base. Their purpose and actions are to defend Earth from a hostile extra-terrestrial invasion, meanwhile keeping such covert actions far from the public eye. Selected players will not only take care of strategic and administrative issues but will conduct narrative autopsies and tactical operations involving tactical raids, base defense, and UFO shoot downs. Also, expect to use the Shoutbox periodically"Well, let's just see what they brought me today" Doc Clark mumbled as he unzipped the body bag. "Hmm" a slightly surprised utterance. This was not the first time the Doc started procedure on a Grey, but the interesting thing about this particular little guy was the third eye located on its bulbous forehead. Grabbing his digital recorder the Doc began: