posted 05-29-2002 04:37 PM            

By the time he had reached the ridge, Jake was worried about the possibility of avalanches. If the people out there were traped under the snow, it would be very difficult for him to get at them.
Finding them was easier than one would figure, though. After extensive training, Jake could use his nose to sift through all of the interference and distinguish particular scents. He knew the scent of human well enough, but that didn't mean that the victim or victims on the ridge were human. Luckily, in such a bleak climate, there were little if any other scents to confuse him.
Racing through the snow, Jake contacted HQ to see if the others had gotten prepared yet. If he needed to extract the victim or victims because of vital injuries, he would need help.
"This is Jake, come in HQ," Jake spoke into his headset.
"We read you Jake, what is your current situation?" Jennifer's voice inquired into Jake's ear.
"I'm enroute to target area. I am traveling up Devil's Ridge as we speak. No sign of the target yet," Jake reported.
"Alright, Jake. I'm sending Lance, Emily, and Kruschev in with the Med-Evac transport. ETA to target: twenty minutes," Jennifer stated calmly.
"Roger!" Jake confirmed. The snow was blowing harder, and Jake had to concentrate more on his course than on the conversation...

When the shifting ice created the chasm, three ice-climbers had fallen in. Two had been knocked unconcious and the third had sustained a broken leg and a dis-located shoulder.
Jake arrived at the scene half an hour after the initial disaster had occured. When he got there, he immediately secured his snowmobile and got out his survival gear. All the while, he spoke to the concious victim, a male human with classic signs of shock and hypothermia.
Jake saw to the concious victim's need first. He unpacked an electric blanket and covered the man with it while talking to him. Knowing he would have to set the leg if he were to prop it up (treating for shock), Jake spoke firmly to the man about clenching a stick in his teeth. After giving him a stick (something Jake had accidentally brought with him), he said that he would count to ten and then set the man's leg.
"OK, here we go. Just trust me, I have had a lot of practice. One...Two...Three...Four!" Jake yanked the man's leg and set it before he could react. The man did scream, but by then Jake was wrapping the broken leg with cloth and bracing it with rebar.
After performing first aid on the concious victim, Jake turned to the other two.
One, a middle-aged woman, had sustained a lower-leg laceration when she had landed on one of their ice picks. Knowing not to remove the pick, thus causing massive bleeding, Jake carefully wrapped it thoroughly with cotton and wool. Finally, Jake also proped her feet up and slid her under the electric blanket with the man.
The last survivor was a younger man who had not only sustained two spranged ankles, but who's wrist had been crushed by their climbing rope. Jake figured that the rope had looped around the man's wrist before either of the other victims had put their full weight on it. Thus, crushing the man's wrist.
Crushing wounds being hard to treat with first aid, Jake resorted to wrapping his wrist and mangled fingers in wadding and then placing a hard platic shell around his hand to protect it from further crushings.
This done, Jake again proped up the man's feet and slid him under the electric blanket.
"Come in, HQ. This is Jake, do you copy?" Jake spoke into his headset.
"Yes, Jake, this is HQ. What is your current situation?" Jennifer asked.
"The situation is under control. First aid has been applied. Requesting Evac," Jake said.
"Jake, this is Kruschev. We are homing on your frequency. We will be there in a few minutes," Krushev's voice was excited over the radio.
After a few minutes, Jake could hear the roar of the Med-Evac transport's dual jet engines over the sound of howling wind. Using a system of spoilers and airfoils, the transport hugged the surface of the snow for maximum stability.
After powering down, Lance raced out of the rescue bay with three strechers to carry the victims out on. Being as gentle as they could, Jake and Lance got the first of the victims into the transport.
Emily went right to work on the first victim while Jake and Lance went to get the next.
The extraction took only five minutes. After about twenty minutes, the transport and the victims were brought into the CAO's infirmary...

posted 05-29-2002 06:53 PM            

If anyone would like to write on this story with me, please feel free to write on any of the charactors except Jake. (Nothing personal, he's just the charactor that I can identify with the most).
-Details: If you didn't realize it, Jennifer and Jake kind of have a 'proffessional relationship' going. The other three are open to suggestion. Though, I would ask you to PLEASE REFRAIN FROM INTRODUCING ANY NEW CHARACTORS TO THE STORY. They are secluded in the middle of the arctic, after all.
One last thing. Incase you were wondering about the title. I would like there to be an outright betrayal between one of the other charactors and Jake's followers. Maybe even a death or two.
Well, anyway, don't hesitate to start.

posted 05-29-2002 07:59 PM            

Well, this comes from a person who rps often, both on MB and instant messenger, sometimes on email. But this seems more like a story than a role play.

posted 05-29-2002 08:19 PM            

But, Jaggie's right, sounds more like a story than an RP. Just intro a scene people can build on, and add their own characters into.
Forshadow what might happen next. You're definately a skilled enough author to do that
Ya just seemed ta leave us in th'cold when ya left off....no pun intended

BTW, Timberwolf, ya got ICQ?