jurassic park rp lets go m8 (private)

If you're here you probably know why

Badlands, near Snakewater, Montana. This was the site of a dig taking place. There were many people from different branches of paleontology. Some paleobotanists, like Dr. Ellie Sattler, or some just broader paleontologists, like Dr. Alan Grant, or Dr. Katelynn Aubrey. Others, such as Sarah Norse, were animal behaviorists invited for the cause of helping to make inferences about species based on their uncovered, previously undisturbed fossils. Those four people previously mentioned are all friendly with each other because of their fondness for their career. What happens now is between them and the dig.

Katie wiped sweat from her brow as she worked to excavate part of the raptor fossil in the ground before them. Near her was Alan, a friend she'd known in college, just as she was getting started. Being in her late twenties, about twenty-eight, she'd been in the works for quite a few years to get her Ph. D. in paleontology. Nonetheless, here she was, working away at the rocky sediments around the dinosaur fossil with a specialized brush. It wasn't much longer after she'd had that thought when Ellie, the paleobotanist, also a friend known by the parameters of school, walked close after being called away along with Alan, Katie, and Sara, who Katie had known for years, them being moderately the same age.

"Dr. Sattler, Dr. Grant, Dr. Aubrey, Ms. Norse," someone called. "We're going to try again."

this probably isn't completely done but still i tried lmao

Katelynn nodded her head at what Alan was saying. It made sense, since birds did start appearing in the Mesozoic era along with dinosaurs. Birds had feathers, and it was being supported that dinosaurs did as well, even if they lost them as they got older or something else happened to them.

"That doesn't look very scary. More like a six-foot turkey," some snarky little volunteer kid piped up. Most of the others circled around the blurry screen laughed at this comment. Katie sighed, imagining Alan chewing the kid out and lecturing him on raptors, something only he would do. She smiled to herself, watching as Alan walked up to that kid looking like he was going to knock some sense into him. Knowing his ways with children, it wouldn't surprise her one bit. Alan hated children, calling them expensive and other things. Which was true, she secretly agreed.

"A turkey, huh? Okay, try to imagine yourself in the Cretaceous period. You get your first look at this 'six-foot turkey' as you enter a clearing. He moves like a bird, lightly bobbing his head. And you keep still because you think that maybe his visual acuity is based on movement like T-Rex - he'll lose you if you don't move. But no, not Velociraptor. You stare at him, and he just stares right back. And that's when the attack comes. Not from the front, but from the side," he said, making a slashing sound. "from the other two raptors you didn't even know were there. Because Velociraptor's a pack hunter, you see, he uses coordinated attack patterns and he is out in force today. And he slashes at you with this..." Alan pulled a raptor claw from his pocket. "A six-inch retractable claw, like a razor, on the the middle toe. He doesn't bother to bite your jugular like a lion, say... no no. He slashes at you here, or here..." he 'slashed' the kid with the claw on the stomach and thigh.

"Alan," Ellie sighed, shaking her head.

"Or maybe across the belly, spilling your intestines. The point is, you are alive when they start to eat you. So you know, try to show a little respect." he finished off, nodding and smiling sarcastically.

"Okay," the boy said, looking disturbed and scared as Alan walked away to the trailer.

Katelynn struggled to cover the excavated raptor with the rest of the dig crew, and after it was protected, she noticed Alan sprint to the trailer. The guy from the helicopter presumably went in there, since he sure wasn't in the helicopter anymore, and Ellie also went into the trailer. Hearing a quiet pop of a champagne bottle cork, she disregarded it for a minute and walked towards Violet and Sara with a wave.

"Nice timing, Vi," Katie remarked with a smile. "Should we go check out what's happening in the trailer? Yeah, yeah, say I'm nosy all you want, but even if you aren't, I am." Everyone agreed, so they all went into the trailer since Alan left the door open. John Hammond acknowledged us and we waited to hear what he had to say.

"Now, I'll get right to the point. I like you, all of you. I can tell instantly about people. It's a gift. I own an island, off the coast of Costa Rica. I've leased it from the government and I've spent the last five years setting up a kind of biological preserve. Really spectacular, spared no expense. It'll make the one I've got down in Kenya look like a petting zoo. And there's no doubt, our attractions will drive kids out of their minds," John stated.

"What are those?" Alan asked.

"Small versions of adults," Katie said, rolling her eyes.

"And not just kids. Everyone. We're going to open in the Fall, that is if the lawyers don't kill me first. I don't care for lawyers, do you?" John questioned.

"I don't really know any," Alan said. Everyone shook their heads.

"Well, I do I'm afraid. This particular pebble in my shoe represents my investors. That they insist on outside opinions," John replied.

"What kind of opinions?" Sara asked.

"Well, you're kind not to put too fine a point on it. I mean, let's face it... in your particular field you're the top minds. And if I could just persuade you, to sign off on the park, give it your endorsement, maybe even pen a wee testimonial, I could get right back on schedule," John said persuasively.

"Why would they care what we think?" Violet asked.

"What kind of park is this?" Alan asked suspiciously.

"It's right up your alley," Violet, Sara, and Katie all shared a look. "I tell you what. Why don't you come down, all of you, for the weekend? I'd love to have the opinion of all your different... fields of research as well. I've got a jet standing by at Choteau," John replied.

"I'm sorry, this isn't possible. We just dug up a new skeleton--" Alan started.

"I could compensate you by fully funding your dig..." John interrupted.

"This is a very unusual time," Alan continued.

"...for a further three years," John finished.

"Where's the plane?" Ellie asked excitedly.

"Okay, yeah," Alan agreed. Everyone was buzzing about the funding for the dig as they got onto the helicopter.

If Katie was being honest with herself, she knew she liked Alan. Sure, Ian was hot, but she could almost tell by just looking at Sara that she was interested, so she left it alone. The helicopter was silent for a while until Dr. Malcolm spoke.

"So, you all... dig up--dig up dinosaurs?" he asked.

"Well..." Katie said as Alan looked up from the raptor claw he was messing with, the same one as earlier.

"...we try to," he gave a short-lived smile. Ian made a noise and Katie could hardly tell if it was a laugh or if it was salacious growling, but it sounded like a mixture between the two. Eventually, this made her laugh, and everyone else--minus Alan, who wouldn't even give a chuckle.

"Lighten up, Alan," Katie said with a smile as the laughter died down. "It's a park, not a funeral." At this comment, Alan simply raised an eyebrow and went back to playing with the fossilized claw.

"You'll have to get used to Dr. Malcolm, he suffers from a deplorable excess of personality, especially for a mathematician," John said, rolling his eyes.

Katie watched out the front window as the shades of green flew past while Alan drove the Jeep, closely following John's. She was jerked out of her tranquil haze as he slammed on the brakes. Good thing they had seatbelts. Alan stood up and jerked off his hat and sunglasses. Katie also stood up in her seat because Alan was 6'0" and she was short, so she could hardly see around him. She didn't expect to see a real, live brachiosaurus just calmly eating leaves off of trees. Her jaw dropped as the brachiosaurus roared, seeming content in its success. Katie got Sara and Ian's attentions quickly and in awe. It then reared up on its hind legs, grabbing more leaves. The two paleontologists got out of the car excitedly, just as Ellie and John did so.

"Uh... it's... it's a dinosaur!" Alan exclaimed, sounding out of breath. "We could just tear up the rule book on cold-bloodedness. It doesn't apply, they're totally wrong, this is a warm-blooded creature... This thing's got what, a twenty-seven foot neck?"

"The brachiosaur? Thirty," John answered.

"Thirty feet," Alan mumbled. "How fast are they?"

"Well, we clocked the T-Rex at thirty-two miles an hour," John said.

"T-Rex... you said you've got a T-Rex?" Katie asked, astonished.

"Say again?" Alan said, looking like he was going to faint.

"We have a T-Rex," John smiled. At this comment, Alan almost toppled over completely and Katie rushed to his side. He sat down, and so did she.

"Dr. Aubrey, Dr. Grant, my dear Dr. Sattler... Welcome... to Jurassic Park." John finished.

They all turned to look at a herd of brachiosaurus and parasaurolophus.

"They're moving in herds," Alan concluded. "They do move in herds!" Ellie and John sat down at this point to watch the dinosaurs. "How'd you do this?" he asked.

"I'll show you," John said.

Katie had zoned out on most of John's talking because she was looking at the dinosaurs. She couldn't believe it. Sixty-five million years later, dinosaurs roamed the Earth again. It made her a bit uneasy, though, since John thought it was a great idea to recreate carnivorous creatures. It would have been just fine to make only herbivores, but since he made the park and the dinosaurs, she couldn't say anything. At least, presumably, they were all contained well enough. However, the thought that Donald Gennaro had to come to this park over some sort of lawsuit because of a worker of the park itself... Well, it only intensified the queasiness uprising in her stomach. No one really seemed to be mentioning that, even though it was really the reason that part of the Badlands' dig crew had gone to Jurassic Park: to defend John Hammond from a lawyer. It was treated as some sort of holiday-- Which, essentially, it was. A retreat from the blazing heat of the Sun's rays beating upon them whilst they sat on the coarse sand. Still, despite this, she wondered about the incident that happened to the worker. Obviously, it had to be some sort of safety issue.

However, Katie snapped out of her haze and waved back to Sara, who had just gotten out of the jeep, and motioned for her to come closer, forgetting almost--almost-- entirely about her long and rambling train of thought. There was still that tiny nagging in the corner of her mind.

"Isn't it amazing?" She asked, still staring out at the dinosaurs in awe, something she hadn't realized she was doing absentmindedly while in thought. At this, she noticed Violet was also out of the jeep-- the last one, in fact. She waved and did the same motions to her, hoping she would warm up a bit. After all, it was a pretty nice island. What could go wrong?