The year is 2651 A.D. Humanity has been pushed too the brink of extinction by a genocidal alien race. Earth was destroyed in an assault a decade ago. Now, the survivors are living on ALG-L42 "Metal Earth". Forever searching the universe for a new planet. After years of searching, the alien species that initiated the attack has caught up with Metal Earth and wants to finish the human race. After days of fighting, Metal Earth shows signs of failing, the ten-thousand strong population of Metal Earth is forced to evacuate. You and four others rush into an escape pod and jettison to the nearest planet, ELSAR-563. The landing is terrible at best and you get knocked unconcious. When you wake up you see two largely varying landscapes: a dry barren wasteland, with no resources on the surface. On the other side, you see a lush paradise, inhabited by many alien species, some peaceful, others monstrous predators. It is almost nighttime. This is where you begin.
Your fellow humans are still unconcious, they were in the front of the pod. The pod is very damaged. Around you you can hear many animals hidden in the sunset draped forest. The sun is setting on the barren side of the area. A rat like-animal scurries towards your party, assuming them dead.
Three of them do nothing, possibly a concussion. The fourth one wakes, but has a severe case of amnesia, Only remembering the past 24 hours. The animal scurries away yelping, only to return with 5 other, apparently starving animals.
I roar with beastial vigor at the rat things, and if that doesn't work, I heave a bit of wreckage at them. Then, I search for possible supplies in the wreck. And explain the situation to the amnesian.
The roar scares the majority of them, but the larger two remain. The wreckage hits them both, but it turns out you threw the fuel tank, which get puctured and your only fuel on hand seeps into the earth. The amnesian is having trouble grasping the situation at hand and a panic attack ensues.
The others have the same as you do. You gather 3 Laser pistols, 6 batteries, and a funny shirt. Without proper training you can do little to fix the gap in your thigh. +15 HP
I wrap the wound with said funny shirt, elevate my abdomen, and apply pressure to it. I move the unconscious party members into a place that would draw attention away from myself, as I try to rest.
You rest for the night, when you wake you see more rat-things attempting to reach your unconcious party members that you hung from a low branch on a tree.
After chuckling to myself, I find the dead body of the recently-killed party member, break off some of his/her fingers, and toss them to the little beasts.
I toss them a few more fingers, pop the joint on the corpse, and take off the right arm, using it as a club in case they decide to attack me. *trying to get them to like me*
