((Wait, so how old is our gear?))
Objectively, some is pushing 900 years.
"Well, programming isn't my forte, but it sounds simple enough. I'll see what I can do."
Review Timmy's system, try and write the program according to his specs.
"As for the name... I dunno. The Hand of God? The Hand Of Fate, maybe? Manos McGrabby? I'll get back to you on that one."
Think up a good name.
The tinker lock on manipulators appears to include their software, so you're not really sure what to do.
Updates the battery system specs.
"600 TPU at 20 TPU per second should be sufficient to power the sentry's systems for an extended period."
Begin working on an automated system to cycle fresh ammo battery's into the rifle as required and looks into designing a rechargeable ammo battery for the rifle
Well, the easiest system would probably be just having a single large battery rather then lots of small ones and some sort of complex system for switching them out.
'Curious, why would they lock us out of modifying the manipulators? Need to get to the bottom of this.'
Attempt to override the VR's lock on the manipulators. Ponder to self how to make the manipulators thought-activated. Failing that, think how one could circumvent the need for manual input of the math.
After this, use a microwave manipulator to heat up an orb, a foot in diameter, 1 meter away, to 200°C.
Then repeat test, but this time use suit's computer to help with calculations (use camera on suit to read equations, then let suit's computer do the math).
[Aux:3+1]
You manage to get around the VR's lock and get access to what it has in the schem files for the Manipulators. Your excitement turns to disappointment when you find that the VR actually has no records or data about what is actually in the manipulator, just a file to mark it as restricted. And that disappointment turns to dread when a pop up blinks onto the center of the screen with the following text:
"Warning: Attempting to access, modify. sabotage, alter or in any other way effect the internal structure of a Field manipulator or Psychokinetic Amp is considered a Class A Capital Offense. Please stand by."
You add the laser designator and the reticule for using it easily enough and try to program the weapon to follow it.
[aux:1+1]
But you can't quite figure out how to link the two systems up as you imagined.
Review your notes and talk yourself through the procedure once more. Perhaps there's something you're missing here. Consult the nearest onboard mechanic (PC, NPC, whatever) for a second opinion on programming. Do not tell him what the program is for. Access Tinker program's memory for a suitable tracking program if your own efforts prove to be fruitless.
[aux:3+1]
You create a program that seems to follow your directions with the laser pointer quite well. The only issue is that it has a bit of a delay, taking a second or two to align to the target.
"Somehow, I'm not that surprised. Hopefully he doesn't completely maim me. Wish me luck."
Bishop promptly leaves for medical.
Go find the doctor and ask if he teaches people how to kill things with your bare hands.
The Doctor is quiet for a few moments after you ask him, a thin jet of cloudy gas escaping his respirator as he stares off into the middle distance.
"Yes. I believe I can still teach that. Bare hands only?"
((Sheet! Name: Denzel Gaunt
Age: 34
Gender: Male
Appearance: At 6’ 3”, Denzel stands taller than many, his black hair and brown eyes making him blend in in some places, and stand out in others.
Personal information: Denzel had worked at the security company Blackwell and Brothers since he was 20. However, though he was often the one of the more competent of his colleagues, he was always abused by his bosses and co-workers, primarily due to his poor social skills and seeming absent-mindedness. Eventually, when he was 32, his new boss began to try to break him down, out of the company, as he was family to one of the board members, and thought Denzel had slighted him. Getting a few other employees with him, they began to abuse Denzel.
After two years, it was enough. He snapped. Visiting the armory, he picked up a hand laser and a combat knife, and went on a rampage through the office his boss worked at, killing over two dozen employees, including his boss. Needless to say, the family ties his dead boss had weren’t very friendly, and soon Denzel found himself headed to the HMRC.
Reason assigned to HMRC: Mass-murder of over two dozen people in an office complex in a fit of rage.
Stats:
STR: 5
DEX: 5
END: 3
CHA: 0
INT: 2
WIL: 5
Skills:
Intuition: 1
Conventional Weapons: 3
Unconventional Weapons: 1
Profession: Grunt (+1 unconventional weapons, -1 speech)
Armory:
Hand Laser +1 battery
Monoatomic Razor
At this rate the upcoming mission is going to be nothing but completely new players.
Oh dear.
Welcome aboard~
Denzel stumbled aboard the ship, shaking his head to clear out the cobwebs. He looked around the area- there was a small sign nearby, so he looked over. Seeing the way to the locker room, he started walking and... Ran into someone vaguely resembling a doctor. "Uh, ... I'm kind of new to the ship ... do you know where I go?" he muttered, his mind filled with confusion and rage.
(Well, all the new characters are basically spit out of stasis pods in the Barracks, so thats a good place to start. If you'd like to go to the infirmary, you can just say so. The doctors don't really wander outside of the infirmary, esspecially not THE Doctor, the one Mensor, who is a
great role model, is talking about. And since you have another post later in the thread, I'll assume that was the one you want to use.)
((I did ask doc- should I wait for piecewise to RP one of the ship guys (doc/steve) or should I pretend I heard a reply? Denzel will remember to ask Steve, though.))
Denzel mentally slapped himself- there had been mention of a shipboard AI (named Steve, he thought...) that he was supposed to ask. Breaking off his question with the doctor, he asked towards the ceiling, "Uh, hey there Steve, if that's your name, I just arrived- what should I do?"
((Yes, I know the dialogue sounds a bit awkward right now, but I'm not that good at avoiding dumb-sounding questions always.))
>Well, that depends. If you are of a religious inclination you could pray, sacrifice whatever it is you need to sacrifice or otherwise worship the uncaring cosmic entities that are playing with you for their own amusement. Failing that, you could always go kill time in the Rec room, buy weapons at the armory, have your insides made outsides or vice versa at the infirmary and get something to eat in the Mess hall.
Or you and I can just sit here and enjoy each other's company for the next few hundred years. Heads to the medical bay (after a small conversation with Steve) and requests a physical from the doc.
((Test Color: Hello World))
((I hope the color's not too redundant. If you guys have any feedback/tips for the char, just please let me know.))
You walk to the Infirmary and find The Doctor is talking to someone else, and that he has a rather disturbing look on his face, or what little of his face you can see.
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