"Shuttle is ready for departure, sir."
Suddenly, all displays on the shuttle were replaced with a countdown. The doors snapped shut, and a second set sealed behind them. The automated seatbelts ensured
everyone was buckled in whether they liked it or not, and a low but rapidly growing hum could be heard in the background.
The computer calmly stated "Stasis Launch Cannon firing in Ten."
The hum grew louder, and the crew's extremities began to go numb.
The hum was almost deafening, but by the time it'd reached that point, the entire crew were practically paralyzed.
Oh, and did I mention they'd be unconcious by now? Oh, well... nevermind, eh?
it calmly stated as a low *FOOM* announced the launch of the shuttle.
The shuttle shot out of the launch mechanism and off into space, crew in suspended animation.
By the time everyone'd come to, the shuttle was already dropping towards Ikari XV on a hard and fast approach, apparently during the evening at Ikari XV, the sun low and red in the sky. Moira's soothing voice came over the speakers.
"I apologise for the unorthodox delivery, but we couldn't risk you trying to hijack the shuttle. You're now on a fast approach to the drop site, and the shuttle's computer will guide you in and can't be overridden."
There was a *foomph* as the Shuttle passed through a thick bank of clouds.
"However, once the shuttle hits the deadzone height, the parachutes will deploy automatically, which'll drop you the rest of the way safely. It's the only method we can rely on until the field is disabled. For now, sit back and enjoy the view."
Moira disappeared and the screens displayed their usual information, as well as a rapidly dropping altimeter.
Then all the screens froze and the display flashed red.
[WARNING: TARGET LOCK DETECTED. COUNTERMEASURE FIELD ACTIVE]
What were apparently several missiles could be seen streaking up towards the shuttle. But as soon as they got within 50 meters of the shuttle, there was a flash and they crumpled like tinfoil. It seems the Gravitic Missile Defense System worked nicely.
[LOCK BROKEN. NO MORE SEEKERS DETECTED. COUNTERMEASURES OFFLINE.]
Bwhahaha. Psych! /OOC
They returned to the altimeter display. The projected deadzone height was rushing up to meet them (or were they rushing down to meet it?) as the altimeter decreased.
Suddenly, the deadzone hit them. Or they hit the deadzone. There was another *foomph* and the entire shuttle shook, it's dampeners fizzing out as the screens and lights went out. Fortunately, the light from Ikari's star lit the cabin, and the seatbelts snapped away into their housings as the shuttle decelerated.
The base wasn't very far away now, the shuttle slowly wobbling it's way down towards it. There was a soft hum and several clicking noises, then a *spung!* noise as a panel shot off the shuttle's dashboard, coincidentially smacking one of the unwitting crew in the face.
"*kssschk*...this is a recording from Moira. We anticipated that *chrrk* the deadzone would *fffzt* be unable to catch an old 20th century Terran tape recor-*fffzzzzzt*-er. If you're hearing this, good. The doors are *kkrrk* backed up with hydraulics and jettison bolts. The *ffffzt* green button will use the hydraulics, but if they don't work, the red button will blow the doors off. Good luck. *fscht* Moira out."
The tape recorder went dead as the shuttle dropped the last few meters, then settled down onto some kind of concrete-like substance with a soft thud.
Looks like you made it down in one piece.