(Do it in VR. 
)
"Ah, I see. I don't suppose they have any large dog genomes, would they? Like... German Shepherds, Great Danes, that sort of thing?"
>There's the standard "Hound", but it's about 6 foot at the shoulder and has thumbs, among other things. ((I was in the VR last right? Anyways, do those manuals cost tokens? I looked through the thread and I couldn't find any reference))
Exit out of VR. If manuals are accessable by broke men like me, check out a book on the safe usage of Microwave Psychokinetic Amplifiers (If they have one). If not, I have absolutely no idea what to do. Cry and wait until the current mission is over, I guess.
There's no manual for that unfortunately, but you might be able to figure things out by just playing with them in vr or asking someone who is good with them for advice.
Scrap the monoscalpel, then. Disconnect myself from VR and go to see if I can get my spine back already.
(I had an idea for an extending/retracting titanium quarterstaff, using something like an umbrella mechanism to pop open and close, but couldn't figure it out. Anyone want to pick up the idea? There's not many situations where an extending rod isn't useful.)
You roll to the Infirmary.
"Can I get out of this bed yet?"
The doctor sticks his head out from behind a privacy curtain. "No."
((Glad to see you back man.))
The temptation to scratch was incredible, but Bishop knew better than to do that. He was glad to feel the effects though, it meant that the therapy really was working.
"Hey Steve, did the eggheads get anything from the stuff we brought back from the mission I was on, that we could use?"
Eat some more and ask Steve while eating.
>The P-box one? Not yet. Still working on it, but without the actual earworm itself it's going to take a while.
"Blurble."
Wait for skin to finish regrowing.
"Gurgle."
((Whew. Skin is growing back.))
Hurb gurble gurb hurble. You're out of commission till the next mission.
A book on strategy, please.
Get a strategy book and start reading, don't stop until it is finished.
The armory master gives you a copy of "On War", By Clausewitz.
[int:1]
"Further, according to a division of the subject in AGREEMENTS WITH ITS NATURE, the difficulties are not everywhere the same, but diminish the more results manifest themselves in the material world, and increase the more they pass into the moral, and becomes motives which influence the will. Therefore it is easier to determine, by theoretical rules, the order and conduct of a battle, than the use to be made of the battle itself. Yonder physical weapons clash with each other, and although mind is not wanting therein, matter must have its rights. But in effects to be produced by battles when the material results become motives, we have only to do with the moral nature. In a word, it is easier to make a theory for TACTICS than for STRATEGY."
You collapse to the ground, gurgling and foaming at the mouth.
"Perhaps a bit above your reading level?" The armory master says, looking down at you from her desk.
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