Inspect shuttle.
It's damaged, thats for sure, driving it through walls tends to do that. Mostly it looks like the engines were damaged more then the frame; the right one in particular is all half crushed and twitching on it's mount.
You blink. Maybe it's the drugs or the probable head trauma, but you feel a great sense of dread. You feel like something bad is going to happen.
((I wonder if it's gonna be the underground thing, or whatever is happening to me, or something else entirely.))
"Huh, I suggest we split up and run. Quick objections?" ((I think that's a reasonable behavior.))
Begin running Noth-East, along the Hex border. Slow down if the static stops.
Does it follow me? If I manage to get away from it, how sudden is the transition?
Since my teammates are comatoze, have Zerphyris run too, a couple hundred meters to the side of me.
And I don't think I'm going to be remote-controlling Denzel, since he's actually an active player, and I don't truly know if what I'm doing is the asnwer to this "menace".
You run north-east, trying to get out of the static and find it to be easier then you thought. It's like the white noise layer that surrounded the storm has expanded, the seemingly benign cloud of electronic interference sweeping slowly northward, though the storm itself remains unchanged. Your teammates echo the sentiment.
"So wait, you react to glass but not rock? Eh, whatever. Get in there! Now!"
What's the container made of?
Keep an eye on the blob at all times.
Force it in the container as quickly as possible and start dragging it as far away from the other blobs as possoble, prefferably towards the motion anomalies, monorazor at the ready.
((Let's bet, who's gonna die next turn?))
The container is made of something that seems like glass, though you're positive it's some sort of high tech, semi-metallic glass; silica molecules all bound up in semi-organic polymers or attached to heavy, metal ions.
You force the blob into the container where it continues to blink little symbols and shimmer internally. It's hard to tell if it's reflecting light or producing it's own. However, it doesn't seem to be reacting in any particularly dangerous way. Not transforming into anything, not becoming a giant death crystal bent on destruction, none of those very rude things.
check for vibrations, if gone resume dragging.
If detected, wait for them to dissipate and resume dragging.
You wait until the vibrations have dissipated and start heading back toward base. Unfortunately you catch up with the vibrations quite quickly. This leads to the disturbing implication that whatever it is thats making the vibrations is moving the same way you are, back toward the base.
Flint we're going to Sector 12, as per our orders. Morul Migrurkeshin, Michael Alexander, you two got that?
The screams. Await them.
((Next turn, I go, if you're not here, you're left behind.))
Wait wait wait, wait wait wait, wait on your booty!
By which I mean you sit around and wait to leave.
"No, I'm probably not ready for anything, but I don't think anyone really is."
Regroup with Simus, and follow her to Sector 12. Be on the watch for any anomalies.
((You know, I think the feeling of dread may be similar to Faith's modifications. Left mostly alone with a mad doctor while unconscious sorta modifications.))
You sit with simus and wait for her to leave.
"Right, come on down to the core with a pack. I'll load you up with these modules and we can take a nice hike. Judging from what I can see here, it should be easy enough to fix them."
Load up Miyamoto and myself with the modules and grab some food and water too. Then get a map of all the sensor locations that I have to fix from ALVIN and lead a hike towards the nearest ones.
"To be honest, it's rather difficult for me to give an accurate assessment of your situation going on such limited intell. Hmm. You know what? I'm willing to throw you a bone here: I can add Lukas to your squad so he and Denzel could track it for the time being. Two robots should be able to keep up with it, or at least not tire running after it. It's the best I can do right now. That would mean you and Zephyris would be alone though. If this sounds doable to you, I'll tell Lukas about it."
"Nah, a two man squad is something I would prefer to avoid. Well, we'll just leave it be then. Good luck with everything else that's happening around."
"Very well then, continue as you were."
"Right, ok... Listen up! I need one person to come with me in repairing and replacing the outside sensors for ALVIN. Expect plenty of walking, carrying of stuff and maybe some technical stuff. Those who want to come willingly, meet me in the AI core ASAP."
Bishop broadcasted over the radio before packing up and heading towards the AI core.
Head to the AI core and check out the replacement sensors to get an idea on how to replace the fried out ones.
"Sure, I'll come give you a hand."
Go give Bishop a hand.
check ground with thermal radar/vision, the cameras were modified to see through walls, maybe ill get lucky and spot the thingamajig.
Once heat blob/ vibrations are gone recommence dragging, if they return drop the shuttle grab jack and run.
((Remember, Gilgamesh has built-in cameyes. ))
Bishop and Miyamoto fill their bags with as many sensors as they can carry and then head out in search of new and interesting holes to fill. Many jokes are made at Flint's expense. They run into a minor problem with the first sensor slot though: there's a thin layer of rock slag that has melted and then hardened over the hole.
"Well, heh. Whew. Who knew that working on something with only one free leg would be so difficult?"
Get that motor installed, and go help Bishop.
((You know... assuming Anton survives this place and the wheelchair remains intact... how would a certain ex-disabled ex-genius back on the Sword react to him rolling in on it?))
[handi:6+1]
You're not really sure how you do it, but you somehow manage to basically turn your wheelchair into an electric drag racer; more giant modified electric engine on wheels then anything.
((See? The gods are helping us.))
Lars shuddered as the sense of dread gripped him. Fortunately, he knew exactly what to do in this situation. He set his radio to all-coms.
"O gods of the HMRC Pantheon, we come to you in our time of need. Great Algis, may your shielding hands cover us from whatever danger approaches us! Wise Emar-i, may your guide the hands of our medics and doctors, keeping the faithful healthy and alive! Clever Halmon, may you ensure our tools and weapons do not fail us in our time of need! Ingram and Vo-nos, guide the weapons in our hands to the hearts of our foes! O Pathmas, may we have your favor on this day! Glorious Steve, may your light shine on us all!"
Pray a lot. Get a helmet.
You have no idea where to find a helmet, but you do know where to go to transmit radio!
You head to the CCR and sit down. You figure that if you want to broadcast a message of hope to everyone within 50 light years, this is the place to do it. You wonder if simus would mind you doing that though....Hmm.
Computer died
posting difficult
Will update when able.
((Did you lose any data?))
((Speaking of prayer, can I use said radio without a helmet?))
((I wouldn't think so. You can still use wrist-pad.))
No, I keep everything on drop box.
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