Jim attempted to regain control, or at least, redirect the club so it wouldn't crush Floki.
(Too bad Steve's not working. If he was, Mesk knows he could just ask him to shut Jim down momentarily.)
[will:5+1]
You come back to your senses in flash, releasing the club in the middle of the back swing. The massive lump of steel and crushed mattress flips across the room and embeds itself in another bunk.
You look at your hands, confused, but are deactivated a moment.
"Okay. Legs are still attached. For now. Swelling up like balloons though. Huh. How would swallowing a bit of alien do this? I mean, if I eat fish, I don't grow gills, but I eat that, and BAM I grow a heat exchange on my back. Wonder if this isn't just alien?"
Poke legs. Wait for the Doctor to return.
Your legs begin to split near the bottom, organic nozzles appearing as the swelling begins to reduce in some places and stay constant in others. By the end it looks almost like you have large tubes running down your lower legs, starting from just below the knee and stretching to just above the ankle. A series of compact organic rockets. Huh.
Back to hissing at Stacy.
See what you did? I'll deal with you in a moment.
Message Milno:
Milno, Jim's gone nuts in the Barracks, he got messaged an image of that psychotropic painting and now he's about to crush at least one person and is already trashing the place. See if Steve can shut him down temporarily.
Ready wristblade in case he either can't be stopped or isn't stopped in time and comes after us.
You duck as the club hurtles across the room and extend your wristblade, ready to defend yourself, just in case.
"That depends. Do you like big black dick?"
Thomas looks confused for a moment.
"Don't think so... Uh... I'd prefer you... So, that settles that. Thanks May."
Eat jerky.
"Hey, where'd you get that snake anyway?"
You eat some jerky. Mmmm jerky.
((Oh deary me. I shoulda posted an action sooner. 
))
'Heh. Boobs.' Dream-Floki chuckled, wandering along through a twisted dreamscape filled with gigantic breasts.
There were breast-flowers, tall leafy breast-trees and, off in the distance down the road(which was paved with breasts), he saw a towering castle of shiny breasts. Paradise, right?
But just now he didn't have time for this. He preferred breasts with women attached to them, anyway, and if he remembered rightly he'd been busy sparring against a sword-wielding robot. Floki didn't like losing, and falling unconscious into a dream of breasts probably counted as a defeat.
It was time to >wake up.
You wake up, confused and disappointed about the lack of boobs.
"...huh. Hey Jim, wanna stop hulking out for a moment and give me a boost? No? Ok then."
Stay in the doorway 'til Jim calms down. Encourage him to do so.
"Hey! You need those beds as much as anyone else does! At least, if you want Feyri to be comfortable in your happy time."
Mesk pauses, shudders, and considers a less disturbing topic.
"Oh, can you hold up on the rampage for a moment? I gotta get that guy out of the way. I intend to hold a monopoly on you-inflicted cripplings."
Try and drag Floki out of the way, too.
You scuttle in and drag Scrambles out into the hall as Jim looks around, confused.
Milno smiled at the armory master, slightly surprised at seeing her chuckle - and also a bit surprised after noticing he was smiling as well. She apparently had some of the thoughts he had, and he had way less missions in the belt than she did. The same points that nagged at him...
The stability, the mundane feeling of a boring and common life versus the type of life he had been living. Apparently, he had grow to a high level of insensitivity very fast, whereas she had more missions than he did and seemed to be faring better than him on the human side of the spectrum.
The young man was about to continue talking when he received a message.
Milno, Jim's gone nuts in the Barracks, he got messaged an image of that psychotropic painting and now he's about to crush at least one person and is already trashing the place. See if Steve can shut him down temporarily.
"Steve, shut Jim down now." Milno said before staring at the armory master and nodding towards her. "Sorry, my teammates are killing each other. Again." he said before running off towards the barracks, turning on his rocket pods in short intervals.
Tell Steve to shut down Jim immediately and move as fast as safely possible towards the barracks to check on the matters. If Jim is still rampaging, turn on the EMM and tackle him.
You send the message to steve and then head to the barracks. By the time you get there Jim is face down on the ground. Oh, that works.
Go back to the barracks and see if anything happened after that fight. Wipe blood off my lips. Smile.
"Fuck that dentist is great. Check these out."
You wander into the barracks and find a bunch of people standing around, looking down at a robot laying on the ground. You join them in staring for several seconds before leaning to the guy next to you and whispering "What are we looking at?"
((We'll say Kyle headed back to the armory for lack of better things to do.))
Seeing Milno rush off, Kyle realized he should probably follow, for damage control purposes if nothing else.
"Hey Armory Master, does this Tesla saber have a non-lethal setting?", he asked before rushing off.
Follow Milno towards Jim's rampage, but stay behind him. Set Tesla Saber to stun if such a setting exists.
You join the increasing number of people standing around Jim's body.
Try and approach the Armory Master for a sandwich. If there is no sandwich, curse humanity silently, if, on the other hand, there is sandwich, thank her profusely. Either way, start doing push-ups in the barracks.
The armory master gives you a sammich. You squeal with glee and then to to the Barracks and eat the sammich while staring at the downed robot.
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