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Voting closed: April 07, 2013, 10:34:35 am

[piecewise]

Order my bots to stay with me and cover me and begin retreating while mowing down the altered.

I forget, did you spawn with a weapon?

"Well I suppose my life is already your's because of my skin. That coupled with the fact that my survival rate is nearly non-existent, means I'll never get out of her alive. I'll be your test subject. When do you think the treatment will be ready."

"Oohh." the doctor taps his mask again, "Could start now. I suggest you do anything you need to do first. This will take a while."

Gross. Did I win?
Back away and shake the vomit out of your boots! Help Roger find a place to sit down.

You shake some of the vomit off your feet and drag Roger over to a table. You flop him down on top of a table and smile.

"I'm helping!"

"Agh..."  Roger pushes himself up slowly, and goes to the nearest seat.

You groan and return to conciousness in a haze. Guhhh why does your stomach hurt so much and why are you covered in vomit? Is it saturday night again?

"Doesn't this thing have armor electrification or something?

Search for a useful option.  Failing that, start pushing buttons at random.

[aux:2-1]
You punch consoles like random, screaming obscenities as you do so. One of the consoles, one of the ones you didn't break like an idiot, displays:
>EJECTION ACTIVATED
>HOLD ON TO SOMETHING MOTHERFUCKER

The entire machine shudders and seems to explode as all the consoles go dead. Sudden acceleration crushes you down in the seat before everything becomes a blur of tumbling and crashing. Several seconds later you hear something eject weakly from the top of your cockpit pod. The pod cracks open a moment later, letting red light pour in.

Take off his sword arm.

[dex:1]
[dum dex:6]
[dum str:4]
The Dummy embeds it's cutlass in your forehead.
GAME OVER

GOD DAMNIT!

((Oh dear toaster... That might not be a good idea, judging from my last experience with the battlesuit...))

Experiment with buzz mode for a bit and get a handle on how it works and lets me move. Then keep trying to find out the other functions controls.

Seems like buzz mode is all about hovering a few inches above the ground. Coolio.

[aux:1+1]
Nope, can't find a thing.

[mesor]

(( I picked a standard laser rifle plus my bots. I had a feeling the rolls would be horrible for them. ))

[Toaster]

Leave the pod and see just how boned I am before exiting VR.

>HOLD ON TO SOMETHING MOTHERFUCKER

((Oh, how I wish my car had warnings like this.))

[Harry Baldman]

"Thanks, Ms. Armory Master. You've been a big help."
Go to rec room. Quietly appreciate internal anatomy of nearby people as I do so. Sit down on couch and watch some more TV. Consider if there might be an addiction developing here.

[Parsely]

Slap Roger silly.

[piecewise]

Order my bots to stay with me and cover me and begin retreating while mowing down the altered.

[aux:4+1]
You order the remaining drone to fire as you back peddle. It mildly annoys a few altered before they drag it down and swarm over it. Your display shows its still functioning, it's just submerged in horribly mutated humans. You back down the hall as the altered swarm forward toward you.

Leave the pod and see just how boned I am before exiting VR.

>HOLD ON TO SOMETHING MOTHERFUCKER

((Oh, how I wish my car had warnings like this.))

You push open the hatch and look around outside. It looks like the pod hurled itself quite far behind the front lines, to the point that you seem safe for the moment, though the frontline doesn't seem to be holding very well.  You look down at the pod. Oh, looks like the parachute deployed. Nice.

"Thanks, Ms. Armory Master. You've been a big help."
Go to rec room. Quietly appreciate internal anatomy of nearby people as I do so. Sit down on couch and watch some more TV. Consider if there might be an addiction developing here.

You wander into the Rec room and gawk at all the super naked people. Hot. Oh wait no...Super hot.

You sit down on the remains of the couch and turn on the tv. Huh, the people on the tv aren't all fleshy. The television is showing a soap opera. Oh Miguel.

Slap Roger silly.

You proceed to repeatedly slap roger about the head while screaming "I'M HELPING! I'M HELPING!"

[mesor]

Order the drone to fire at will and send an order to the other drones ordering them to regroup on me ( assuming there in range ) and keep retreating and firing.

[Harry Baldman]

Watch soap opera. Become engrossed in formulaic, yet enjoyable plot.
"No, Libertad! Don't trust Carlotta, she'll just betray you again! And why would you ever want to marry Alvaro, anyway? You know you love Paco, plus you're carrying his child!"

[Parsely]

He's had enough. Get the rest of the puke off your boots.

[Zako]

((Oh god, you people crack me up...))

Pull up a list of the software and mark off the bit's I've checked. Then work my way through the lot systematically. The answers are here somewhere!

[Prosperus]

Shoot zombies with gauss gatling gun and release laser drones.

[Draxis]

"I'm awake ... stop it.  Seriously, stop."

[Radio Controlled]

'Thanks Bishop, that helps immensely.'

Go to AM, ask following:

'Hey there, would you have any manuals, books or video's on MK.III suits or battlesuits? And anything on the use of monoatomic razors and tesla sabres would be nice, too.'

Take what she gives me, go read it in rec room.

[Doomblade187]

Again! Off with his head!

[Toaster]

Exit VR and observe the antics of the Rec Room.