Check for the doctor again.
The doctor comes out of the back and walks over to you.
"Very busy. What do you want? Mechanical? Biological? Fighting? Human Can opener?"
((Is the kitchen up and running again?))
sure, why not.
Sitting on the sofa and feeling very strange by resting and also not having his armor on, Milno notices the message Jim sent him and starts to work on an answer.
Is any of them good at doing medic stuff? I think we will need at least one of those. As for the others, I don't know most of them. I was in a team once with Gorat and he didn't seem like an idiot. I guess that's something.
Then he remembers something. He had to check how much it costed to buy a new magazine for that gun the naked girl had given him.
How much is the ammo for that big gun I was lugging around, by the way? I just remembered I'll take one unit of that gun's magazine plus a standard one for my gauss rifle, if there are enough tokens for that.
Send ammo request to the Armory Master.
Thats the modified rocket rifle right? I'd say...same amount as a normal rocket rifle magazine
An AI that can recognize objects? Thats gonna be outside it's capacity. Maybe 2d objects but moving, 3d is gonna confuse the hell out of it.
((No, an AI like... an optical tracker/targeter. Point at an object on the screen and make a reticule automatically follow it around, using the object's color pattern and outlines, adapting to changes in observation angle by making a heuristic database of shapes of a sort. Just as a start, using only the camera feed as the source. It's intended for turret, drone, and missile programming - the ability to track and follow a target, not optical recognition of any object. Maybe there are premade programs like this, but Anton's locked in a room with a PDA, and DIY is an option, so...))
Repeat previous action.
In case it's still not possible, start writing a simulation program focusing on electrical circuits and related effects (magnetic field, EM waves, etc), for custom circuitboard logic and electrical device building. Ignore mechanical physics for now. ((We may not be able to take Tinker with us, but we sure as heck will try to make up for it. :evilgrin: ))
Ah, thats a bit more realistic . However, keep in mind that if the object it's tracking significantly changes shape, splits apart or something similar then your program is gonna have a bad day.
[aux:4]
You program up a system to track specific objects. It works pretty well, although it occasionally targets the object as well as the floor, considering them one unbroken thing.
"Hey, Steve, since that thing travels around through the whole jump point network, why don't you put a quantum entanglement communicator on it along with some sensors and thus turn it into a probe to explore the galaxy, mapping jump points as it goes?"
Ask Steve.
EDIT: Also, answer Charles' questions via speech roll, because why the hell not.
((Preferably it will sound something like this.))
>We do. AP's are actually how we initially discovered the still unknown physics phenomena that allows jumps possible. One passed near the Sol system and then vanished. We used it's point of disappearance as a testing ground till we figured out the method for doing it ourselves, though only through blind trial and error. Since then AP's have been rather meticulously tracked, both to discover more about the jump points, and to prevent other species from discovering them. (Not sure the question you're talking about.)
Searchword: iridescent
Profession: Mercenary (+1 to intuition and conventional weapons, -1 to medical tech and handiwork)
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Appearance: Feyri is a woman of five feet in height, slim in build with long, dark brown hair. Her irises are amber in hue.
As of recent note, her lower body is composed of synthetic and biomechanical joints, ligaments and other parts while her upper body - mainly the right shoulder until her lower abdomen - has a Lichtenberg figure in the shape of an upright coniferous tree.
Personal information: 'Fey' was a Mercenary for most of her life, but this didn't mean she loved her work. Killing was beneath her and she only did it when it was needed (never), going for disabling and sabotage. She believes in freedom, that anyone can reach their goal with teamwork and a dependable hand. Fey is a cautious and friendly individual, though willing to sacrifice herself for others when need be.
She is allergic to gunpowder.
Reason assigned to HMRC: Jaywalking.
| Strength: | | 15 | (+1) | | Dexterity: | 6 +1 = | 7 | (+1/3) | | Endurance: | 3 +2 = | 5 | (+1/3) | | Charisma: | | 3 | | | Intelligence: | | 3 | | | Willpower: | 3 +2 = | 5 | (+1/3) |
| Speech: | 1+1=2 | (0) | | Intuition: | 1 | [+1] | | Handiwork: | 1 | [-1] | | Conventional Weapons: | 1 | [+1] | | Unconventional Weapons: | 9 | (+1) | | Exotic weapons: | 0 | (-1) | | Auxiliary systems: | 1+2=3 | (0) | | Medical tech: | 0 | (-1-1) |
| Tesla Sabre [4:35/5:00]
Gauss rifle [9/10]
> (scoped with barrel) (+1 medium -1 short)(+1 long if scope is used)
> Digital zoom 1-10x
Arming sword (str 10 needed, +2 to str when hittin if str requirement is met) [Mark of Vo-nos]
Combat shield (plastic)(large chunk missing from the top, spider web cracking) [Mark of Algis]
Medieval combat manual.
Laser rifle [30/30]
> Laser rifle battery
Civilian Gauss Rifle
Datapad [Diary]
8 tokens |
Feyri remained silent as she waited in silence. Steve did not answer her question at all.
((Insert: Oh wow Nikitian. O_o))
She stood up and began searching the Sword for any locker-room to check if there was anyplace the people had to store personal items.
Afterwards, (and I'm sure I'm in an MKI suit) she moves to the Rec room to take off the tournament poster - seeing as its mostly forgotten anyway - and set up a Duel scenario in the VRs, using her current loadout: Arming sword and that riot shield in her hands against any of the local predatorial species of human size in the nearest planet the Sword is passing by.
>Bravado. You go find the lockers in the hanger and then, without doing anything with them, go to the rec room and set up a VR duel where you, armed with your sword and shield, fight large rocks from the near by dead planets.
Charles attempts to start conversations with people nearby and get information on what he has gotten himself into.
((Yes, I know that this will be determined via speech roll.))
[speech:1]
"So guys, what can you tell me about this place?"
Everyone whose been on a mission looks at you, stands up, and forms a chorus line.
"♫You may think you've got a chance to live♫"
"♪ That all the stories you've heard are a load of bunk♪"
"♬But let us tell you, little man♬"
"♫You're really quite very fucked!♫"
And then they start doing the can-can, singing.
"♬Fucked Fucked, You're so very Fucked fucked, Oh so very Fucked fucked, it's really quite extraordinary, Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck!♬"
Well...that seems a bit much.
I was in a team once with Gorat and he didn't seem like an idiot.
((One of the highest praises in the HMRC. 
))
Return to the wrecked room, watch TV.
Isn't it though?
You head to the rec room and take a seat on the couch to watch good 6 hours of disembodied breast juggling. There's just something so....mesmerizing about it.
quote author=Lenglon link=topic=108083.msg4075981#msg4075981 date=1362404501]
Hi Feyri.
Shit.
I believe I said something? Now I can tell you this: it almost certainly uses our memories.
This one - Maurice pointed at one of the doors - leads to the place where I've fought to death with another convict. I lost, by the way; fortunately, that fight wasn't fought to perma-death.
That friendly-looking mercenary lady is Feyri, another 'Corpswoman. I ... Maurice sighed and smiled. cut off her head when her body was badly fried with electricity, and then helped to transport her to the shuttle stasis pods. She should be alive and well now, unless something happened to her on the current mission.
And the door in the middle - Maurice gulped audibly while keeping smiling - leads to my worst nightmare, as you can imagine. Oh, and a great revelation, but that doesn't change things.
look at Maurice without quite making eye contact throughout this. then nod once when he's done speaking. Look at each of the doors in turn, frown slightly, then look at Maurice again, and inspect what items he visibly has on him.
find an item that would be easy for me to carry one-handed (preferably not a weapon), then release my left hand from his and tap it gently twice while turning to make eye contact and tilting my head to the left. if he indicates permission, then pick up the item and carefully inspect it. then
attempt to clone it. hand the original item back when done, and then pick up the cloned item in my left hand
and toss the cloned item to Feyri.[/quote]
You're in a void of infinite blackness with nothing but a few doors, a strangely compassionate medic and a sentient fireball. There's not much around here for you to just pick up. Unless you count Maurice, but I think he might have a thing for Simus.
>Make the claws longer more spread out, to lessen the potential of just scooping out a piece of wall when grabbing into it. Make sure that a "Y" shape is achieved. Try climbing up steel, concrete, brick, solid granite walls as well as some drywall. Note results.
>Determine why the exoskeleton does not allow me to run faster.
Well the new claws work fine for concrete, sheet metal steel (Not solid) brick, graphite is too fragile (who uses solid graphite walls? ) and drywall, assuming there is adequate bracing behind it.
Mostly because it's still your legs that are doing the running. You can only move your legs so fast, even when they're not being forced to do the work of the running. You can run faster, remember, but you're not sonic the hedgehog.
((I think Jobasio's nickname might have to be 'Joe', seeing as we already have a Jack... Then again, confusion is amusion.))
Jobasio cracked his eyelids, grimacing slightly at the harsh white glare of the infirmary. He propped himself up on his elbows again and glanced at his legs, not daring to try moving them just yet lest he impede the healing process.
He cast an eye around for a nurse. "Excuse me, is it safe for me to try and stand, yet? Oh, and... What exactly happened, at the end of the mission? Did Flint survive? I didn't get any other members of the team killed, I hope?"
He grimaced as he spoke the words. He was going to have to try and forget that incident.
>Wake up, pester infirmary staff.
>Once I'm able to stand/walk/etc, go take stock of my equipment.
I think you're actually in the briefing room....
Yes, Lyra, do you want something? Following Lyra's gaze to an item of his, Maurice replied
Sure, go on. It's not like if I lose something here it would be lost in the real world.
Now, about this situation... - Maurice lowered his voice slightly - I have no idea what she is talking about and cannot remember her saying that. I'm torn: it might be a very interesting imitation of Feyri, and it certainly appears the least dangerous of all three doors, but I'd like you to check something. Could you reopen one of other two doors? I'm curious whether, opened by you instead of me, they would still lead to the same places and things, or not.
So, how was the last mission?
Talk to 'Feyri' through the open door.
"You're going about it all wrong. The greatest power and curse of mankind. The curse that puts faces in the clouds."
Brother Lars nodded sagely, turning slightly to include Morul in the discussion. "This book is a compilation put together from many brothers and sisters of the cloth in the past. Viewing it, you will see the many changes that have been made as new divine mysteries have been revealed to its followers. Also, the removal of some things man was not meant to know, such as the True Name of the god of Death. Prying too deep holds peril for the unenlightened mind. I shall ask for a scan, but some of the deeper secrets may be lost from the original work."
He continued, "I do not question their divine purpose, as far as application of divine marks. Some supplications are best made via prayer, while others are done via application of mark. I know these things to be true, because the Most Holy Steve has guided me to the HMRC Pantheon. He is our divine overlord- why would he steer us wrongly? One moment..." he said as he reached for his wristpad and began to type out a message.
Message to AM:
Most blessed disciple of Steve,
Could I humbly request a digital copy of the HMRC Pantheon book you loaned me? I wish to study it on my long trip, but do not want to risk it on such a perilous journey. I thank you greatly.
That book is the only copy we have. You want a digital copy, you're gonna have to photograph it yourself.
"Huh, thats....a strange program. Silly tv people and their silly ideas." "Put on something about magic" "fine"
Continue watching TV; watch some news, then find show that is magic related.
"I hope I get to go on that mission, being a non-suicide unit convict is bland as hell." "Be quiet, it's starting"
You try to change the channel but the other guy watching snarls at you. Geez.
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