((Uh oh, now it's mad... If you manipulator users are feeling lucky, you can try to continue freezing it by doing its legs.))
See if any of the things are pointing in my direction, or will point in my direction if they swing lazily. If yes, rocket out of the way, preferably high up since that thing will probably swing horizontally. If not, stand perfectly still, but still rocket away if necessary. If the thing stops firing, keep crawling away.((I hope my previous experience will help me predict the crystal's shooting directions better.))
You spam your rockets, jerkily flying away from the like a bottle rocket with flatulence. You spam them till you're out of fuel and skid to a stop a food few miles away.
((Now you dunnit.))
"Algis, shield us from the wrath of this alien crystal! O Pathmas, may you favor us with your blessings! Steve, deliver us in our time of need!"
Pray and run.
"Algis, Pathmas, Steve, whoever is listening, I'm calling in a favor! It involves not dying. And not being mangled. But I would settle for not dying."
You continue the HMRC patented "Strategic retreat".
"FUCKING RUN!"
Run as far as possible to the right.
The right? We're really on more cardinal directions...so we'll head west. Quickly.
((Loving this.
Your teammate has decided to use a manipulator. What are the possibilities?
Possibility 1: He fails. Huge explosion. RUN!!!
Possibility 2: He succeeds. Oh crap. RUN!!!))
Not bad not bad. Seems well crafted so far. Let's what we have next.
Read next page. Lower the volume on the coms so I can concentrate. Silently giggle at the running away ants.
You whistle and turn down the coms until you can't hear the screaming.
The heading on the next page is dedicated to "Algis: God of protection; also known as Algis of the Many Hands or Algis of the Shielding hands. "
The images on the opposing page are confusing; there are multiple of them, some of which have been scratched out with varying degrees of success. The scratched out pictures are images of a worshiper kneeling in prayer, being protected from fire by what look like a swarm of giant, disembodied hands. The one that isn't scratched out is similar but the hands are connected to a muscular, badly scarred, multiarmed man who is standing above the worshiper, embracing them while it wards off the fire with outstretched hands. The symbol on the bottom of the picture page is that of a White circle.
"Algis is one of the few Beings in the Pantheon that is considered primarily benevolent and protective of his worshipers. Although he is most known as the god of protection he is in fact the god of order, stability, and safety in general, a pacifying influence against (The word is scratched out), the god of death. His symbol is most often placed on armor or vehicles, especially hotdrop shuttles, and many worshipers have it tattooed on their chest, a constant talisman against harm.
Just as Pathmas is father to Algis, Algis is father to Emar-i, God of medicine and progenitor of the Medic pantheon. "
((Heh, funny how the guy that started this is the one furthest away, safe from possible harm. Oh the... Irony?
Also, I'd really like to focus on getting the rough exploration done before starting more in-depth investigations. Because once we have everything more or less mapped out, I was going to let you all run more freely, instead of giving detailed instructions like now.))
Doooodge!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y9VWofx5XG8"Oh, shit."
Get higher and farther!
Higher, farther, faster, stronger, less dead.
"Lemme out. Please? Pretty please?"
Wiggle some more.
((You guys are idiots. Remember Ivan? He was fine till I put my gun to his head. The crystal was fine until you took it's fluid, and froze it. Why do we have this insane desire to poke things that should not be poked? Why do you think I shot the goddammed shuttle? To save you from yourselves.))
You continue to wiggle, despite stern warnings to stop doing that.
You've got to be kidding me.
Take to the skies, dodging with 3 axis of movement as opposed to the ground's 2.
((We've even got ammunition (and possible construction material) for any kind of hypervelocity cannon we come up with in the form of the FeSea.))
Running also. Also running.
Hearing the yells and screams of terror, break into a run pn a fiagonal through the zone, away from the crystal- better safe than sorry. Don't go deeper into the zone if I start hearing the weird noises/sounds/voices, or if they affect me some other way.
"Ok, just what did you guys do this time?!"
Wait, aren't you all the way over in the voice zone? Also, whats a pn a fiagonal?
run even faster, try to avoid unexplored and dangerous areas.
((Hey corsair, why dont you try using your manipulator to hyperexcite the molecular structure in a single joint?
You might be able to cause a resonance shatter and detonate a glowing limb.))
"Ahhhh shit!"
Use my rockets to dodge the imminent attack. Don't go too high in case I'm hit.
((If only, I am undoubtedly out of mind points right now))((Also lucky that I am reasonably far away))
"Hmm that..... was arduous... Well shit...crystal death rays RUN!"
RUN attempting to go through gaps in its firing arc
[Running intensifies]
RUN attempting to go through gaps in its firing arc
((Cue the thing spinning like a top.
About this time we could have used a squad of well-armed people with projectile weaponry that could shoot the lasery crystacles off with coordinated fire, that weren't currently in the process of running away. ))
Anton turns to look in the direction that could give him a good look at the chaos happening off in the distance, if it weren't for the intervening walls.
"All hell's breaking loose there. Or at least it sure sounds like it."
He turns back to the restrained man. "Morul Mighty-Cashew, or however that goes, I presume? I must say I am very displeased with your methods, and your wrecking of the shuttle that I, among others, will now have to repair, but whether I like it or not, you represent both a valuable asset to said repair-" Anton pauses to see Morul's reaction, "- and also a human being, whom I cannot in good conscience leave in rather possible danger in this situation. So right now I will cut you free, and escort you to the relative safety of the AI bunker, where we will probably have to stay until either this blows over or the base blows up. I would advise you to refrain from escape attempts, and to remember that this shock glove here still lacks a "stun" setting."
Red Hand safety off. Make sure Morul has no access to weapons, including mine (unload the Gauss Rifle), then free him of restraints and proceed, with him ahead and at glove-point, to the AI Core in an orderly, but expedite fashion. Assuming nothing bad or stupid happens on the way there ((not likely in the HMRC, I know)), dial the amps down on the Red Hand to make it as nominally nonlethal as a combat laser coupled with a cattle prod can be.
You unstrap Morul and keep your laser finger pointed at him.
"Up we go. Nice and easy. Gonna go put you down in the ai core. With the computer. The one that we need to live. Put you, the traitor, down there.
Great idea, right?"
It's a bit hard to tell what happens next. The crystal vanishes in a hellstorm of plasma and vaporizing stone, nothing but a cloud of orange molten vapor with crystalline tentacles whipping through it. When it's finished there's a brand new several mile wide smoldering crater of shredded stone with one probably very angry crystal at the bottom. It's begun pouring out more orange stuff and moving forward again as well.
So bang up job all around.