((Team A. And I'm actually not sure if I should ask the armory master to remake the helmet, it was already quite the gift...))
Milno turns back to the armory master.
"Could you integrate the plates into the helmet? I plan on keeping it like that until either my head is blown off or it is destroyed."
She takes the helmet in one hand and looks at the inside.
"Guess I could. Gonna need to cut out some of this padding...but yeah, I can do that. "
((She could just paint Renen's hands on her chest))
((This man possesses some artistic insight.))
((Hey, he failed two out of three times! D:<
Of course, at least now we know what'll appear on a [Handiwork:1] D:))
>I don't really know. Probably, it is mildly psychic after all. Oops. Wasn't supposed to tell you that. [/color]
((Uh. That's... interesting.))
Also, I liked the android the best. Make of that what you will.
((You know, this was my reaction at first also, but the more I thought about it the more I realized that wasn't really a matter of taste. He's just objectively the best character by far, as far as you can be objective with such things.))
Remove shame-blobs, try again.
Team A, if there's room.
[handi:5]
You paint a pair of wings so heart breakingly beautiful and realistic, so god damn perfect that you'd swear you could fly to straight to non-denominational cross ethnic paradise.
Team B
Reexamine it, giving my MFM a Muffin Cupcake button makes no sense
[int: 1+1]
Uh........
The cyborg's demise comes in much the same way and as for the robot...well I don't know what you mean by wheel robot because I could just give you a Car with a GPS or something.
((For some reason I typed wheeled instead of tracked (think electronic tank). Oh well.))
Very nice. And deadly. This weapon could make short work of any obstacle, organic or otherwise.
Simulate a vacuum and a water environment, and see if the crystals effectiveness is modified in any way.
Then, check for any settings on the weapon or other alternative use. The braniacs who make these weapons always put in additional settings without telling anyone, for whatever reason.
Water and vacuum don't seem to effect anything.
You examine the weapon. [Int:3] Hmmm there's a thing here...You're not really sure what it is. It's not a dial or a switch, it's something...strange...Why does it look like this part is designed to be stabbed into your palm?
"Understood. How much would it cost compared to the full body prosthetic? And if I were to try to trade this platform in, how much would it be worth for bartering?" Jim asked as he laid down on the table.
The doctor gets down to installing your arms as he talks.
"Don't know. Cost a lot. Have to be specially engineered. Synth-flesh is grown, remember, not manufactured. Full bodies, process is known. Done often." He finishes with one arm and moves on to the other.
"For robotic body? Nothing. Give for free, remember? Plus, calibrated to you. Recalibration more difficult then new body. Not worth effort. Arms might be worth something. Dunno. "
He finishes and whips the synth blood off his hands. "Done."
You lift up one arm and flex it, squeezing your hand into a fist. You can feel the power in these arms, the force being restrained, like the spring on a bear trap. It has an odd feeling to it, the sensations you feel through the flesh; it's hard to describe.
Bishop shrugged as he saw Jim wander off to go talk to a doctor.
"Eh, I'll catch you later then."
It was at this time that he remembered his shocked hand.
Have a look at how it's going and talk to a doctor about it and how the team is handling things.
You look down at your hand. It's been wrapped in something, some sort of bandage. Huh. Mesk is across the room in another bed and charro is laying to your left. Now who to look in on first?
"Uhnhh... My head." Charro groaned weakly.
>Attempt to sit up and gain bearings!
"Where... Wha... What happened?"
You sit up and immediately lay back down, feeling dizzy. You're in the Infirmary, thats for sure, and you seem to have all your organs and limbs. You're going to count that as a victory.
((Damn, such a posting frenzy while I am gone))
Lukas shakes his head after hearing the briefing. Both tasks sounded very suicidal to him. "I guess I'll go with team A then. Steve, will a Crystalline Projector still work under water?"
>I don't really know. Probably, it is mildly psychic after all. Oops. Wasn't supposed to tell you that.
((Team A))
"Oh, what the hell. You should try new things sometimes, I guess."
Go to the armory and buy a Crystalline Projector.
One more spot on team A left.
You head to the armory and buy yourself a brand spanking new Crystalline projector. Groovy.
Feyri looked around to see if anyone else was present before turning her gaze at the machine perched above her head. She didn't like the fact that she was in a ward, or that she was naked without reason.
Well, at least she could talk now, and if Bishop was anywhere around, she would ask him what he wanted to say.
If only not for the fact that she was covered in...these things from top to foot. Figures, Bishop said he was hiding something, but this guess seemed very muchly wrong.
"Bishop. What the **** did you get me into?!"
((Read the mission.
Welp. I'm useless...useless, useless useless uselessuselessuseless.
And my weaponry is also useless...
Also, requesting anyone to bring back a souvenir melee weapon. If you need pushing to get one back, I'd pay in tokens for your effort. Something akin to a gladius would do.))
As soon as you start cursing Bishop a voice comes out of nowhere.
"Please relax, the scanning will be done soon."
Go to the armory and buy a Crystalline Projector.
((Check if you have time to test it underwater in the VR.))
((That is a very good idea!))
If there is time. Set up a simple simulation in the VR, where I am underwater (wearing a suit, of course) and with an idle person near to me. And I should be equipped with a Crystalline Projector of course. Attack the person with the Crystalline Projector
Yeah it all happens and works just like with Orb's simulation . Water doesn't effect it.