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[SeriousConcentrate]

(Honestly I can't really think of a better game for GOTY. I mean, AC3 might be more fun to play due to the mechanics but I can't objectively call it 'better' since the story just wasn't nearly as good. ^^^ I'm really looking forward to Season 2 of it.

And while we're talking about that sort of thing in ER, am I the only person who thinks an ER adventure-style game in the fashion of TWD or classic Sierra games would be pretty cool? Even a text adventure.

">USE Ivan ON locked door
Ivan cannot open unlocked doors, what hope do you think he has against a locked one?"
:3)

[Tiruin]

((Hmph, I've been busy trying to make sure my RTDs don't die, so can I have a brief explanation of the current scenario? Pretty please? :3

Also, is Milno finally *REDACTED*))

((Firstly, we went down to the mining level where a miner possessed by sharkmist sliced Feyri in half with a cutting laser. Then he was shot. Then people went into the sharkmist labyrinth and judged it to be really bad news. Then the idea came up that we should really just heat up the horrible macro-sharkmist tunnel and be done with this level. This turned out to be, in Milno's words, a fucking stupid idea. The sharkmist started to vibrate oddly and mess people up. Faith died as a result of both touching the sharkmist tunnel and being in the area of effect of the rapid macromist vibrations. Much fun was had.

After everyone was packed into the elevator, it was then summarily propelled upwards by Miyamoto as Flint sliced through two irises. Now there seems to be a bit of a problem as rapid depressurization as a result of breaching the airtight seal of the iris might kill the doctor in the hospital level and set off a possible 1/8th kiloton bomb there. And there are still several irises left for us to take care of as we ascend gloriously through the levels of the area.))

((I cut off reading the thread until after the mission was done..

FAITH DIED?! D:))

[Parisbre56]

((I cut off reading the thread until after the mission was done..

FAITH DIED?! D:))

((Well, not permanently. We'll be back on ship soon so she'll be fine. Let's just say that she's a bit more portable. Part of her body can be used as a football. She's really lost her head. Battling with her inner demons really fragmented her. Her brain is making long distance calls to her body. Her suit disagreed with her body's layout. I've got a list of these you know, I could go on and on.))

[Lenglon]

I could go on and on.

((please do so, it is entertaining to me))

[Toaster]

((Lars would like to point this out:))

"O Pathmas, may our team find itself in your favor!  O Cog-azaon, may you bless our team with the understanding to overcome this adversary!"

A combination of somewhat discordant actions and a perfect intelligence roll on Lukas' part has lead to the following.

((Divine guidance has saved us all!))

[PyroDesu]

((And then, from the bottom of the elevator pit:

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

))

[Remalle]

(My god... it's full of stars...)

[piecewise]

"Ok guys, the way is clear and the debris didn't crush anyone! Keep going!"

Try to contact command again and shut the door to the medical level if possible to stop the vacuum from emptying it.

You zip over to the door to the hospital and shut it while trying to get in contact with command. Nothing but static. You can do nothing much more then sigh and return to the platform.



Ok and since everyone else is some combination of Cut the iris, or push the elevator or block the people we're gonna speed things along by basically just having you chug on up to the shaft between the second and third levels, just outside the iris separating the second level from the shaft.

This iris looks damaged before you even reach it, it's bowing out with hard dents in the metal, like someone has struck it repeatedly with a sledge hammer from the other side.

[Harry Baldman]

"Ooh, look at that! Looks like somebody's been trying to either rescue us or find us and kill us! I foresee only good things either way."

Don't melt anything on the iris. Rather, stand along the edge of the elevator platform and get ready to melt any rogue/hazardous/unusually hostile elements that may encroach on us from on the other side once the iris is opened.

[Remalle]

[Team A Medic - Mesk]

"Ah, yes, so I was right about the government trying to kill us all, after all.  I suppose now's not the time for gloating, though.  Any of you infectees feel like coughing on a UWM official sometime in the near future?"
Get my cutting torch and monoatomic razor ready, just in case.

[SeriousConcentrate]

"They even try to stop us or take Feyri from me I'll vaporize them into particles so Goddamn fine they might as well have never existed," Jim growled, still standing protectively over her body and looking up at the iris as he prepared to back up Stacy/do the same thing as him.

[IronyOwl]

((You maniacs, you blew it up. Or just collapsed it. Point is, that was our needless destruction and you stole it in a futile attempt to entomb us. For shame.

Also, when I was thinking about the shock implant problem a while ago, it occurred to me that unless they can easily activate them all at once, Jim could quite possibly still wipe them out before they go around to his button. That suddenly seems more potentially relevant now.))

[SeriousConcentrate]

(I would give you the three cat-faces but I'm too lazy to type in the size and color tags and all that so have just one instead, Irony:

:3)

[Tiruin]

(I would give you the three cat-faces but I'm too lazy to type in the size and color tags and all that so have all of them!

:3

:3

:3)

(^^)

[Yoink]

((I've not had time to keep up with all this madness, in fact I only just managed to read the last ten or so pages, but weren't we completely cut off from Command for a while? I'm somewhat disappointed no-one went on a DIY surgery shock-implant-removing spree. ))


Jobasio curled into as small a ball as possible on the elevator, all rational thought gone from his head as he clutched his gauss rifle as though it would somehow protect him.

Trembling, with walls of metal and the threat of nuclear explosions approaching rapidly above and the mind-boggling horror of the sharkmist below, Jobasio Hootzal, abandoned, illegitimate child of the late governor Garlack Hootzal, began to scream.

>Close eyes.

>Curl into ball.

>Clutch gauss rifle.

>Scream for mother.