(((Let's get a little action going, shall we?)))
*A small device on Fortis’s belt beeps. Fortis grabs it a clicks a button on it.*
Fortis: Fortis here.
Scientist: (Over device) Ah, Fortis. Ve have recievedt fresh specimens. I couldt use some help taming dem.
Fortis: Not now, why don’t you pester Terves.
Scientist: I triedt, he is busy vid his carbonatedt beverages.
Fortis: Oh, fine.
Scientist: Vonderful! Albert out.
Fortis: Grumble Grumble.
*A short walk through the base later, Fortis arrived at the biological labs.*
Fortis: Very well, where are the new saps I need to lobotomize?
Scientist: Vell, you are in quite a moodt, Fortis.
Fortis: Where, Albert?
Scientist: Back in de new containment cells. Dis vay.
*Seconds later.*
Fortis: More anthropods? These aliens are none to bright are they.
Scientist: Actually, from initial scans, dese ones vere exhibiting advanced nervous systems, as vell as some previously unseen organs.
Fortis: New organs? What for.
Scientist: Ah, ve vill findt out soon, von’t ve. Anyvay, dese fellows have been rather silent.
Fortis: Heh, I’ll change that. Bring the first one to…Wait…
Scientist: Vat? Vat is-
Fortis: Shhh!
Scientist:…
Fortis:…
???: …sssssss…
Fortis: GET DOWN!!
*Fortis tackles Albert to the floor. The side of the containment cell glows a cherry red, the yellow, then white for a second before blowing out. A klaxon peals out through the lab.*
Fortis: Damn! They’re loose! Seal off the lab!
Alien: <Pitiful earthling.>
*Albert and Fortis dash for the alarm, but a huge anthropod leaps and slams down in front of them. Fortis knocks Albert down, draws his pistol and pumps several rounds into the anthropod. As Fortis turns to gun down another alien, another anthropod lands nearby and knocks Fortis across the room with a clawed fist.
Anthropod: <We will not be stopped by the likes of- ARRGGHH!>
*The Anthropod cluches at its head as Fortis turned his mind on the alien, tearing haphazardly through the Anthropod’s brain.*
Alien 3: <Stop! Or the old one dies!> *A second alien holds Albert by his coat in one hand, holding the claws of his other hand close to the scientist’s throat. A few seconds passed, then the Anthropod, stopped bellowing in pain as Fortis backed off. The anthropod collapsed, moaning and twitching. Several more aliens began began emerging from the ruined containment cell.*
Alien 3: <Release our brothers! Find all the weaponry you can!>
*At that moment, several members of the base received a telepathic message.
Aliens loose in biology lab alpha. They’re advancing on level 1.