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

[PyroDesu]

Strip out of the VR suite and get my suit on.

Time to get to work.

Start canvassing the ship for anything out of place, other than the idiot meatsacks I call coworkers.

[Remalle]

(Someone should check the hull.)

[SeriousConcentrate]

"Jim, I think we've to do our work now. Back to reality, I'll be waiting."

"Right. Check your wristpad later, I uploaded the password to this simulation to it. I didn't want anyone else, ah, barging in." With that, Jim logged out and stood up, stretching his muscles out of habit. "I'll check this area while waiting for you," he said to Feyri as she left.

Jim investigates the Rec Room thoroughly. (<- Nothing to see there. At all.)

[Prosperus]

Hook up to the VR and load up a deer hunting game.

[PyroDesu]

(Someone should check the hull.)

((Give me magnetic boots and that would be a maybe.))

[Parsely]

((Just stumbled upon this today. You fellas are boned.))

[PyroDesu]

((Just stumbled upon this today. You fellas are boned.))

((Not the full prosthetics or people with sealed suits. But when Steve vents the air, yeah, everyone who isn't a robot or isn't in a suit is dead.))

[kisame12794]

((Plus me, who appears to not actually be in that bit of ship. Thank you horrible alien chunks.))

[sambojin]

(( Don't fuck with this kitchen. Too hot? Too cold? Not enough air? Try it. Too bad. There, I called it. The AM or Steve is pissed. Don't fuck with their kitchen. Plus, where the hell am I going to put my beer now? And who the fuck will do the dishes? Stuff that, it's all pinkos fault.
Don't mess with an over-arching AI's or a psycho-killer bitch's kitchen. ))

(( Oh yeah, there's that brain-warping picture that turns helpful, useful, medical-style people into instant throat cutters, but I think that's the least of our problems right now. People are fucking with the amenities, people! They're even asking how they work. Like getting bits out of them and shit. Then assuming a hand-wavy roll can do "any-fucking-thing". They're even wasting time. Like GM time, not RP time (*yes, I'm glad Jim can still love too. I'll try not to gank him*). But real time. Steve and AM time.
We are so fucked. ))

[IronyOwl]

((Just stumbled upon this today. You fellas are boned.))

((Not the full prosthetics or people with sealed suits. But when Steve vents the air, yeah, everyone who isn't a robot or isn't in a suit is dead.))

((I dunno, the odds of us being sucked out and left to die in the cold void of space seem fairly high.

But yeah, seems the people who happened to be in the back get a free pass for this. Lucky them.))

[PyroDesu]

((Just stumbled upon this today. You fellas are boned.))

((Not the full prosthetics or people with sealed suits. But when Steve vents the air, yeah, everyone who isn't a robot or isn't in a suit is dead.))

((I dunno, the odds of us being sucked out and left to die in the cold void of space seem fairly high.

But yeah, seems the people who happened to be in the back get a free pass for this. Lucky them.))

((Venting does not work that way.))

[IronyOwl]

((Just stumbled upon this today. You fellas are boned.))

((Not the full prosthetics or people with sealed suits. But when Steve vents the air, yeah, everyone who isn't a robot or isn't in a suit is dead.))

((I dunno, the odds of us being sucked out and left to die in the cold void of space seem fairly high.

But yeah, seems the people who happened to be in the back get a free pass for this. Lucky them.))

((Venting does not work that way.))

((And you've confirmed this with Steve?))

[PyroDesu]

((Just stumbled upon this today. You fellas are boned.))

((Not the full prosthetics or people with sealed suits. But when Steve vents the air, yeah, everyone who isn't a robot or isn't in a suit is dead.))

((I dunno, the odds of us being sucked out and left to die in the cold void of space seem fairly high.

But yeah, seems the people who happened to be in the back get a free pass for this. Lucky them.))

((Venting does not work that way.))

((And you've confirmed this with Steve?))

((Even if he opened all of the airlocks and hangar doors to vent, already fairly unlikely (You do not want to permanently vent atmosphere in a ship, it's bad), you would have to be either in an airlock or right near a hanger door to get so much as a gust. There are such things as walls and handholds, too.))

[SeriousConcentrate]

(He's not venting the whole ship, just the area WE'RE in. Horrible for us, but I think we can get this done. We have a couple of weeks. Not sure why this is going on, though. Special Halloween event?)

[Yoink]

Floki was just about to pursue the fool who'd threatened him, tenderizing mallet clenched in one hand, when the emergency announcement came on over the speakers. "What... The fuck?" He came to a halt and peered around through the darkness.

"Is this a drill?" He glanced frantically up and down the corridoor. "Is this a drill?!"
Having satisfied himself that it was not, in fact, a drill; Floki charged off down the hall in the way he was already headed.
'Hah, gives me a good opportunity, I guess..,'

>Chase down that twerp who threatened to "smash my head through that dishwasher" and hit him in the groin with my tenderizing mallet.

>Then try and work out what's going on.