Get in a rocket bike (which I can actually drive without something bad happening.) and stay a little bit ahead of miyamoto.
You grab one of the rocket bikes, I think the only remaining one actually, and drive out to meet up with miayamoto and lukas as they run for the hills.
(("Oh well, guess it was nothing. *Giant worm/dragon comes out of the ground and swallows the base whole*))
Keep running towards the base.
"Might be a good idea to also rescue the contents of the vault.
That thing must have come here for one of our artifacts. Moving it away from the base might make it follow that.
Any idea for which one attracted it here?"
You continue toward the base for some insane reason.
Keep running towards the base.
"Might be a good idea to also rescue the contents of the vault.
That thing must have come here for one of our artifacts. Moving it away from the base might make it follow that.
((And cue for Flint being the only one dying losing his legs from the giant worm.))
"Base? Everyone alive? Status report? What has happened?"
Uh... continue exploring?
EDIT: Turn off what radio frequency Lars's on.
You turn off your radio and continue heading south east. The question is; will everyone else be so smart?
((I'm also assuming the transmitter is in the AI core.))
Brother Lars watched as the base cleared out. Between his lack of helmet and injuries, he was unable to follow. He would just rely on the will of the gods to protect him. Since he lacked a helmet radio, he'd just have to rely on this transmitter.
Adjust the transmitter to send at a more sane volume. Speak to the team:
"Brothers and sisters, this is Brother Lars. I am unable to follow due to lack of helmet and injuries, so I will monitor what is happening from the CCR. I shall pray for guidance, protection, and perseverance for you all. Amen."
"O Algis, may your shielding hands cover us all..." Lars continued his prayers to the gods of the HMRC Pantheon.
It appears not.
Lars returns to the CCR computers and begins shouting his sermon. This proves unwise.
((Sorry, I forgot the exact name for my Rocket Rifle. Though technically, it DOES launch micro-rockets, in that the rockets are a lot smaller than what we consider a rocket today.))
"Are you all alright? Did something explode from the ground or anything? WHAT DO I NEED TO FIX?!" Bishop yelled at the group as he approached, gripping his rifle.
"Fuuuuuck. It's too fucking quiet. Where the fuck is it? Bishop, think you could space tape my helmet together quickly? At least make it spaceworthy so Lars can have his back? I won't be the cause of a crewmates death."
Whether or not my helmet is fixed, head in and give Lars his helmet back. If my helmet is made spaceworthy, take a quick glance for any forgotten superweapons, holy hand grenades, or at least a laser rifle, grab it if possible then return to the roof and continue aiming. If no weapons are found, return to roof. If helmet is not made spaceworthy, send everyone else to relative safety, and remain behind.
Lars, and everyone else on or near the base feel the ground rumble again, much more violently. Three of those four left at base begin talking into their radios. The fourth does not. The fourth man, Anton, is either very smart or very lucky.
[bishop dex:6+1+1]
[Morul dex:2+1]
[Lars dex:3]
Oh dear
[Bishop end:5]
[Morul end:4+1]
[Lars End:4]
Ooo Lucky.
The things that erupt for the ground bare a vague resemblance to snakes. If snakes were the size of sport utility vehicles, boasted a coating of albino scales and a mouth full of massive grinding teeth behind enormous black lips. They erupt enmasse, dozens of them, but many of them seem drawn straight to the three men still using their radios in the vicinity of the base.
Bishop sees it coming, feels the ground crack under his feet, and immediately rockets away. Unfortunately he trades quick reaction for control and ends up skidding and skipping away across the stone of the base sector. After a few hundred yards of rocket propelled bouncing, he manages to flip upright and skid to a stop on his feet, miraculously unhurt.
Morul, climbing down from the roof and headed inside, is bashed off when one of the creatures tears through the stone near him and smashes into him. He lands and manages to scramble away as the creature blindly snaps at where he used to be. More of the creatures flood up out of the hole and begin slithering around, idly snapping at the air and nibbling at the walls of the base.
Lars, inside and still on the radio, is smashed against the ceiling as several of the creatures erupt out from under his feet and immediately begin devouring the CCR's computers and controls. He manages to land and be completely ignored by the creatures, but the air is leaking out of the room and he is without a helmet.
"Hm. Must've been nothing."
Return to the Garage. Look over a rocket bike in detail. Given the current state of the wheelchair, would it be easier to strap a motor and wheels to the bike, or strap the rockets and controls to the chair, especially given that the control scheme would have to be adjusted for a one-legged person anyway? Start sketching down the required steps for the chosen process in the datapad, for ease of reference later.
You feel the base shake violently and see the metal plating on the bottom of the garage deform as things, smash against it. You consider that going in there may not be the best idea. When you see bishop shoot off away from the giant creatures that begin spewing out of where he was standing moments ago, you consider that being on this planet may not be the best idea.
Excuse me miyamoto but i believe its time to enact plan "this is so fucking retarded it just has to work"
jump off the pallet sideways and after running a suitable distance away lie facedown in the dirt, perform an ultrasound on said dirt at highest possible volume without breaking my speaker.
Use thermal radar and seismic activity to determine if i have the critters attention.
You run away from the group and pulse the ground with your ultra sound. You're too far away from the base to get a good reading with the thermal radar, but the rumbling is still around, so you might have got their attention. You're not really sure.
http://dune.wikia.com/wiki/Thumper
Heh, I used to hunt sandworms in the Nuclear wastelands of Hellmoo with one of those. Their crystal teeth Financed an empire of Drug laced steaks, dirty bombs, earthquake machines and handmade planes.
Go back in and quickly gather up as many lab samples and wayward team members as possible, bring them to the site I left the others in. Leave be any without helmets or those with otherwise incomplete or damaged suits.
DO NOT TAKE ANY MORE TIME THAN IS NECESSARY.
You stop about halfway back to the base when you see, at a great distance, Morul get tackled off a ladder by a giant, scaled worm. Perhaps...perhaps it is best not to return home yet?
Lukas whispers to Miyamoto. "Shhh, let's not make any noise."
Keep quiet.
You keep quiet. Shh.
From where I'm standing, Try to use cameyes to find out any additional info on whatever is down there.
Well, you can clearly see whats down there because now it's up here. Thanks to the zoom on cam eyes, it's brutally obvious that you now have a metal termite problem.
Though, now that you think about it, those things weren't nearly big enough to make all that rumbling on their own...
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