Head in a random direction.
"Dammit, what is this place?"
I am so tempted to have you just walk into a wall.
But for the sake of not being a dick, lets say you wander your way to the rec room, which is a large room with a cafeteria on one side and a bunch of recreational stuff on the other. VR machines, Tv, sparing area, that sort of thing.
"Ooooh, a mission!"
Jonathan goes and gets a token from the fund, then goes to the armory and buys a Microwave Amp. After that, he goes to the pod he needs to go to.
EDIT: Also run to where Cody is just drop my artifact in his hands.
"Hold this for me, alright?"
SURE. now get the hell out of here, ghost man who is interacting from beyond the space place.
"Fred. Easy name. I am Dawa. I am confused. Can I follow you and learn?"
Ask if Fred does not mind me following him. If he does not, follow him along on his routine. And if he does, head over to the rec room and investigate the food options. See if cafeteria trays or something like them can be stolen.
Action reposted!
I'm not sure what a fred is, and I don't see anyone specifically responding to you so...You go to the rec room and investigate food options. They consist of unspecific catagories with numbers after them. Cool. As per the trays, yeah, looks like you can steal them. No lunch guards hanging around, stopping you.
Re-reposting:
Reposting as ordered:
Assuming that no other weapons are aimed at Gorat, he turns to the target.
"You! You can stop this! Come with me!"
Charge Exo bonus. Try to convince the target to come with me. Hope the target speaks my language.
Str 3; Dex 3; End 3; Cha 10; Int 6; Wil 15//Spe 0; Int 1; Han 0 (-1); Con 4; Unc 0; Exo 12; Aux 3 (+1); Med 0
Mk II Suit; Microwave PK Amp; laser rifle (fired once); 7 tokens: normal cigarettes; blue smokes; datapad (with platformer shooter); nanoghosts; shock trigger (with me); white skin-tight node-covered black-shell stasis suit worn under Mk II.
Appearance: 5'11'', 170 pounds in a rather unmuscular frame, shoulder-long brown hair, short goatee, brown eyes, a rather long chin that earned him his nickname. Age 32
Half a robot foot. Robot right arm. Wears basic clothes when not in the Mk II.
You get about halfway through your sentence when the rest of the people in the bar, even a few of the young girls the target is with, produce handguns or machine pistols and point them at you.
At this point you have to say how to react, since they're gonna start shooting right away.
Get confused by hallways. Put on clothes, but not before examining feasibility of box-wear.
You could probabaly wear the box, if you really wanted to. Though it would need some alterations. Not your size, obviously.
You put on the clothing in the box instead and them walk out into the hall and get confused by...the fact that the hall exists? Hm.
Pause the workouts, get a snack with the other guys heading to the food machines. Then, stop by the armory.
"So, miss armory master, what should I know about the HMRC? The other inmates haven't been very sociable."
"Well, We're ARM now. So thats the biggest thing. We're in an active rebellion against the UWM. Beyond that, just do as you're told and you'll be fine.
You just wanna punch people through nondescript corporate lobbies and plateglass windows don't ya?
(Yes...)
((I think he means increasing the wave size by two or three every time. So just one first wave, then maybe three, then six, then nine, then eleven, etc.))
(...and yes. )
Wait for the guy to throw the first punch, then counter by grabbing his arm with two hands and face-punching with the other two.
The first guy punches you. You let him hit you, the fist thudding to a stop against your frighteningly dense four pecs. He looks at you in disbelief as you grab his arm with two hands and then punch him in the head with the other two.
Perhaps "Punch" is the wrong word. Perhaps "Punt his severed head 30 feet" is a better description.