As per the antarctic blast...if you're talking about the Stan incident, you're feeling fine. Don't remember why you would not be, but we'll just assume you are.
Stan? I wasn't even on that mission. I'm talking about a few turns ago, when I cooled down the hallway Ciel melted, and blew all my mindpoints on an overshot. You described it as an Antarctic blast of cold air. But I'm cool with having full mindpoints again. 
Utilize climbing bonus!
AH, well yeah, you'd have them back anyways, even if I wasn't losing my memory.
Lets see...Oh god damn it.
You rolled a 1 again. AND you didn't get your 1/3rd bonus. So you got another 2 and spent the entire time flopping around like a fish, getting nowhere.
((Well shit... im kinda intimidated by my potion now...))
head back over to the portal and attempt to acquire something to apply to my feet as insulation.
Preferably by having the guy who already has "boots" bring me some flat items.
Drink it drink it drink it drink it drink it drink it drink it PUT IT IN YOUR HEAD!The guy who has boots is ineffectually humping a big chunk of metal geometry so he's a bit busy right now. You do however manage to grab some semi-flat bits of junk to use as shoes. Namely, a book and what appears to be a couch cushion.
Sip potion slowly.
lets see....no one put your potion on the wiki. Alright, lets just go check the thread. ...You appear never to have chosen one.
http://www.bay12forums.com/smf/index.php?topic=146943.0Please go do that.
“So, how's your day going? Done anything interesting? Shot anybody else? Did you have anything good for breakfast?”
Make small talk
...Well ok.
“So, how's your day going? Done anything interesting? Shot anybody else? Did you have anything good for breakfast?”Thats as small as I can make it.
Ha.
You keep blathering at the scientists, who , for their part, don't shoot you despite the fact that like 90% of what you say is unintelligible. Eventually they lower their weapons and one of them politely tells you not to move your arms.
Pan grabs the new guy by the shoulder.
"Young grasshopper, you can't just go and grab those rods. I'm all for brute forcing the issue, but I really need as many meatshields as I can right now. No, if space magic don't work..."
He holds up a few dense metal discs in his hand
"We'll just have to use metal bits flying at high speeds. Be a sport and try to go open the door when I tell you, yeah?"
Use mass amp to shoot my metal discs at the rods. at high speed. to break them.
Do keep my distance, and observe what happens. If nothing drastic happens, tell Ian to go and try to open the door.
The metal disks, which I won't ask where came from, maybe you just have them, I can't be bothered to check, fly towards the rods and then, when they get close, stop dead and fall to the ground as though dropped. Hm.
You tell ian to open the door.
Xan resists the temptation to lick his lips at the sight of someone's skin flying off.
"Wonder if he's still alive. Hmm."
Cautiously go toward Jack and poke his foot to see if he's still alive. Keep an eye on any vent openings in case that skin tries ambushing me.
Stay away from anyone else doing things with their potions.
Jack is alive. You can tell that from the gurgling. He is also in about as good of shape as someone who has just lost all their skin can be in. Ie, man needs medical attention badly.
Try and wake up.
Hehe ooohh, you really don't want to do that right now. People who have no skin and are also alive and conscious usually lose one of those conditions fairly quickly.
Fine, fine, you win this time...
Attempt to open the door if given the queue by Pancaek. Otherwise continue to stay out of his crosshairs in case something goes horribly wrong.
Open how, specifically. Just try to guess the code or what?
It's important, I have to know exactly how to maim you.
Become so bored from nothing happening that I drink my potion.
"Here goes nothing!"
"Or at the least, horrible, horrible, beautiful something."
Irresponsible drinking is always the best solution to boredom.
Oh wait, you have the same one as Corsair. Oh well. You now have a fist full of snot. Neat eh?
Walk away from the area of craziness, and try to find a private place to reside in to drink my newly acquired booze.
You walk away from all this....what ever the fuck they're doing. Drinking potions and shooting lightning bolts and generally acting like some sort of cross between the donner party and a LARP. You crawl through the barricades and into the barracks, choosing a bed at random and sitting down before taking a swig of the HMRC standard.
You then spend the next 30 seconds coughing and wheezing because HMRC standard has a proof rivaling pure industrial ethanol. It does, however, get the job done and you're already feeling pretty damn buzzed.
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