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Re: Einsteinian Roulette: Ping Pong Massacre
« Reply #27930 on: April 30, 2015, 02:14:00 am »

Skylar heads over to the new armory and heads up to the counter.

Nice vending machine. I wanted to check if we had any more field medical tools more sophisticated than the advanced kits available, before I started tinkering around.
I'm thinking stuff that will help replace limbs and wake the dead in the field, so we can put them back to work.


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Re: Einsteinian Roulette: Ping Pong Massacre
« Reply #27931 on: April 30, 2015, 02:18:49 am »

Xan walks closer after whatever answer Steve gives him about his purchasing options, namely 'no amps or dangerous shit'.

"Given that I'm now only useful in a medic capacity, I'd like to hear the answer to that question as well."
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Re: Einsteinian Roulette: Ping Pong Massacre
« Reply #27932 on: April 30, 2015, 02:23:19 pm »

Just one drug for now. I got to make this box last until my first mission!
You choose A very large, solid yellow gel capsule filled with a watery yellow fluid.  Your vision gets very sharp and you could swear you're seeing everything at a slightly higher resolution.

Also, there are voicing in your head. Not mean ones, just quiet whispers asking you if you're feeling alright.

Xan goes still as he stares at the error message. His thin frame trembles as he tenses up in anger before violently putting his hand back by his side.
"Very well then."

He turns once more to the nurse.

"Is there any basic medical equipment you'd be able to offer me?"

Ask for basic medical shit from nurse. If I'm refused or accepted, doesn't matter, head to the Armory afterwards.

Xan pauses before making any kind of selection, realizing something.

"Steve. Have any restrictions been placed on me as to what I can purchase."
No free handouts here!

I'm not sure if you're restricted. Maybe? Hey Miya, Should we sell him stuff?

Jason lets out a sigh of relief once the Shackle I'd safely in the footlocker. This calls for a drink. He makes his way over to the bar, taking a seat on one of the barstools.

To the bar. Peruse the menu while trying to get the hive to produce bugs with two specific traits: The ability to secrete substances that mimic the effects of battlestims one at a time, and the ability to change the type of stim they secrete.
You vomit maggots all over the bar and then pass out.

((I was just wondering if it really was an omni-workshop of vagueness or a more grounded place to mess around in.))

Yes, do try to make an interesting statuette or figurine (half a pound of scrap metal is to be used), though try to keep the strangeness mild and not quite threatening - enough to fascinate, but not enough to, say, force one to go on a killing spree of some kind. If that's possible, of course.
You crate a wonderful statue of....a misshapen dick.

Oh.

Take a sip of the Solar Shine. Assuming that nothing happens, drink the rest.

Everything takes on a sort of sepia tone halo and you feel strangely warm.
The News. Then whatever equivalent to motor racing they have.
The current news is talking about vagrancy and rebellion in the outskirts.

Pleased to find a decent kitchen, Elias searches it for ingredients and examines the appliances. Unused to the modern appliances, he prepares to make some breakfast.

Search kitchen, taking note of all appliances and ingredients.
It's a fairly standard kitchen. Microwave, oven, sink, blender, various cooking utensils. The ingredients have to be acquired.

Ask the barman for a scotch. Also ask if he's seen Nyar's, guy about yay tall, probably carrying a bat?
The barman gives you a glass of scotch.

"Back room"

Roll out of the stasis pod and gain my bearings. Afterward, head to the player housing and select room seven. Put some clothes on.
You come out of the pods IN the room.

Skylar heads over to the new armory and heads up to the counter.

Nice vending machine. I wanted to check if we had any more field medical tools more sophisticated than the advanced kits available, before I started tinkering around.
I'm thinking stuff that will help replace limbs and wake the dead in the field, so we can put them back to work.


Chat with the AM about torture medical devices
"Wake the dead? Sorry no. Nothing easy to carry at least."
 

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Re: Einsteinian Roulette: Ping Pong Massacre
« Reply #27933 on: April 30, 2015, 02:27:16 pm »

You missed me, I'm afraid.

Ah, wait. I forgot to actually specify an action.


F-Four rashers please.

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Re: Einsteinian Roulette: Ping Pong Massacre
« Reply #27934 on: April 30, 2015, 02:38:49 pm »

A fantastic start, truly. A misshapen dick plays well with human apprehensions. Smoothen it, add grooves and strange splits to decrease dickness, but not to the point where the dickness is entirely lost. Kind of like a Giger figurine, but a little more alien.
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Re: Einsteinian Roulette: Ping Pong Massacre
« Reply #27935 on: April 30, 2015, 03:05:37 pm »

switch to motor racing. Or the equivalent.
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Re: Einsteinian Roulette: Ping Pong Massacre
« Reply #27936 on: April 30, 2015, 03:22:35 pm »

{Wiki}!
« Last Edit: April 30, 2015, 04:15:45 pm by Egan_BW »
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Re: Einsteinian Roulette: Ping Pong Massacre
« Reply #27937 on: April 30, 2015, 03:25:36 pm »

((I do know that Hasala's asked Steve to electropotato me if I tried to buy stuff like amps, manips, or nukes - this was just a way to IC know that.))

"How is Xan, Steve? Did he survive the procedure?"


>He's fine. Back to "normal".

"Alright. Miyamoto tasked me with managing him, so I've got a few requests, for while I'm down on that Haebi spore world. If he tries to buy anything from the armory that our... less complex troopers call "space magic", give him a shock. If he tries to buy it from another trooper, give him a harder one. If he still manages to get his hands on anything like that, knock him out, and have someone take it for safekeeping."


((Another X name? WELCOME TO ARM))

That said, buy the Enhanced Capacity upgrade for Med for 10 tokens. I'm not sure if you'd get it installed at the Armory, or would I have to go back to the infirmary to get it plugged in?
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Re: Einsteinian Roulette: Ping Pong Massacre
« Reply #27938 on: April 30, 2015, 03:34:20 pm »

((And I say welcome to you too, Xan 3.0!))
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Re: Einsteinian Roulette: Ping Pong Massacre
« Reply #27939 on: April 30, 2015, 03:55:58 pm »

((It's Smirnova for females and Smirnov for males.))
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Re: Einsteinian Roulette: Ping Pong Massacre
« Reply #27940 on: April 30, 2015, 05:15:40 pm »

Having clothed himself, Gus attempts to leave his room.

Set room number to 7, and password to 1234. If seven is taken, try 1. Failing that, resort to desperate measures; if verbal abuse doesn't work, try physical.

Assuming Gus escapes his room, buy the civilian Gauss gun off the player market.

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Re: Einsteinian Roulette: Ping Pong Massacre
« Reply #27941 on: May 01, 2015, 06:11:06 am »

Eh, wake the dead was probably a hyperbolic way to put it. And it doesn't need to be easy to carry necessarily, at least at first. I'm just interested in my starting points for advanced medical tools. If it's hard to carry, then my idea of a medical battlesuit might work...

What about equipment for limb replacements and similar procedures? Got anything for that, or should I be talking to our infirmary staff about this?


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Re: Einsteinian Roulette: Ping Pong Massacre
« Reply #27942 on: May 01, 2015, 07:39:28 am »

"No, I'm totally fine." At least these voices weren't screaming. "Hey, you're nicer than the voices I had before."

Trip balls.
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Re: Einsteinian Roulette: Ping Pong Massacre
« Reply #27944 on: May 01, 2015, 01:01:19 pm »

Nod, down scotch. Go find the back room and Mr. Nyars.
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