"Aw, I wanted to meet her. I was hoping to have someone close to the same age as me...What's the chance someone would find another kid on one of these 'mission' things? And what do you mean, 'inmates'? Are these people all criminals? Even Mr. Jim? What did he do? What did you do, Mr. Steve? Where are you? Are you okay?"
Cautiously enter the rec room, looking for the VR machines. Figure out which is the least bloody.
>Everyone here is a criminal in one capacity or another. Even me. But Mr.Jim is nice, even though he's not here right now. You should find his friend, Mrs. Feyri. She talks a lot and sometimes doesn't make much sense, but she'll keep you safe. As per what Jim did, You had better ask him. And where I am, well, thats a bit complicated. Lets just say I'm everywhere around you.
You chose the VR machine thats in the farthest corner of the room, away from all the gore.
Ooh. Look up automated gravity manipulators in their various forms, such as the grav-chute, presumably. See if there are any adjustable automated gravity manipulators. Once again, name costs and differences in functionality.
You can never adjust auto-manipulators. It's just something inherent in their design, a limitation. Once they're programmed they only do that one thing. Gravity chutes are indeed automanipulators for gravity. Gravity automanips are used mostly used to provide artificial gravity for ships or to selectively lower gravity in other areas. What they do is basically just make the effects of gravity greater or less or change it's directionality.
Celeste sighs. "I know I don't stand out much, but still..." Self-consciously, she turns to a nearby doctor, asking, "Excuse me, who should I talk to about getting a knee brace?"
Continue trying to find a doctor to talk to about getting a knee brace installed.
She watches as the man from earlier is hauled past her, apparently to be returned to the "Doctor". She felt a little sorry for the man, but there was nothing she could do.
"Sure you just don't want to, you know, replace the knee? It's the same cost, eg nothing."
(( I am about to do the single most suicidal action in this entire story arc. ))
"Hi Honey!"
Spit on his face, I won't bow down to the devil.
You spit on the doctor's face; it hits his respirator mask.
"Don't worry," The doctor says, tilting his head, "I'm inclined to forgive the actions of a dying man"
He cuts you free and hands you the knife he used.
"Now then. Renen, Disarm him without killing him."
Examine scout eye and one of those laser drones in detail, including what limits them to a single use.
See if I can find those mining exosuits. If so, examine where they get their power from and if they've got any additional features I wasn't aware of.
The scout eyes and Drones aren't single use. You just can't "Reload" them since they're not a gun.
And did you want to try and find the exosuit in the VR machine or in the ship?
Jobasio smiled slightly at the AM. "Worry not, all gum shall be disposed of in a thoughtful manner."
He carefully placed his 'purchases' into his backpack and made to leave, then stopped, his face turning thoughtful as he apparently remembered something. He turned back to the kiosk.
"Ah, I almost forgot. Do you have any... books? By which I mean, old, ancient books, the kind rich folk and magisters tend to place at strategic locations around their palaces as means to make them look intelligent in front of guests. Of course, I don't need an actually ancient copy, a reprint would be fine. Would you have anything like that?"
He tilted his head hopefully, then added, "Oh, and a paintbrush would be handy too."
>Request a paintbrush and an old-fashioned, fancy-pants book of some description.
>Then go to Rec room, place my rifle on a table and paint her a nice shade of blue. Taking care to do a neat job, of course.
You paint your rifle a nice shade of blue. Yay blue.
Charles tries to convince the man that he is clearly delusional and that he needs medical assistance from the Doctor.
He is now in the back of the infirmary, clearly beyond your help.
Jobasio smiled slightly at the AM. "Worry not, all gum shall be disposed of in a thoughtful manner."
He carefully placed his 'purchases' into his backpack and made to leave, then stopped, his face turning thoughtful as he apparently remembered something. He turned back to the kiosk.
"Ah, I almost forgot. Do you have any... books? By which I mean, old, ancient books, the kind rich folk and magisters tend to place at strategic locations around their palaces as means to make them look intelligent in front of guests. Of course, I don't need an actually ancient copy, a reprint would be fine. Would you have anything like that?"
He tilted his head hopefully, then added, "Oh, and a paintbrush would be handy too."
>Request a paintbrush and an old-fashioned, fancy-pants book of some description.
>Then go to Rec room, place my rifle on a table and paint her a nice shade of blue. Taking care to do a neat job, of course.
stand up and edge away from the apparently permanently crowded armory then, with my hands behind my back, follow the person with the blue paint.
upon reaching the rec room, find a corner to hide stand in and observe what is going on in the room. hands still held behind my back. avoid eye contact unless spoken to directly.
You follow Jackinthebox to the Mess hall.
((Is there a way to do something similar to a critical strike except using charisma and speech instead of intelligence and strength?))
Charles attempts to calm down the mentally disturbed man and convince him that going to the infirmary would help solve his problems.
((Yes, I'm trying to use a speech or charisma roll on Bruce to hypnotize him.))
((Make Charisma the new Cunning stat. or Intelligence so at least those rolls will be of note.))
((@Piecewise, people in robot bodies can still increase their stats right?
Also if i were to design a sexy new robot body [...]))
in no way humanoid[...]
...>.>
((You do know what you're talking about. Right? I'm assuming you used the wrong word.))
Feyri wiped away a tear - her faceplate was up and her visor moved to do so - as Jim left. He didn't see it, of course, but so did Grate. Why she was tearing up, she didn't know. Either at the fact of seeing a young child sent to this hell, or that things changed. Changed in a way that even dreams would be rendered impossible.
Sure, he was a four-armed humanoid. Nothing like any real person. But Feyri still felt drawn towards him - the soul beneath the shell. "Take care Jim. Only a few more missions..."
Second worry. The child. She didn't know what to do with her time on the ship; this was obvious. Now, there was something left. Hope. Grate won't be suffering what the others had, or at least in the way they did.
Milno.
Even the young aren't spared from the tyranny of the "law". New faces every mission. In only hours of passing time. Or...was it years? Am I still in my twenties?
Still. These people don't even look like convicts. I don't sense any sort of malice in their intentions. The new people - women and men. It seems like nobody is spared from the dictatorship.
Damnit. Why isn't anyone doing anything.
Head to the Recreation Room and examine the area, try to find a VR that's mostly able to simulate a fully realistic environment.
Also, try to check if the Sword has any quintains. For sword practice - to be answered by Steve if possible.
And also if possible, head to the locker room and check my locker.
((Quicktopic?
It's totally different, so maybe it's some MMO roguelike he whipped up in his spare time. Or it'll be hosted on Youtube.))
Haha, you clearly hold me in higher regard then I do.
((After you pulled this off, I wouldn't put anything past you.))
((Toaster knows his work when he knows it ^^
Because really. That is one great creation there. Everyone else also believes the same - we're just not saying it to save thread space. 
))
All of the VR machines can do that.
Aren't Quintains designed for Jousting? You mean just a target dummy or something.
Your locker contains:
Tesla Sabre 4:35/5:00
Gauss rifle [9/10](scoped with barrel) (+1 medium -1 short)(+1 long if scope is used)
Digital zoom 1-10x
Arming sword (str 10 needed, +2 to str when hittin if str requirement is met.)(Mark of Vo-nos)
Metal shield.
Medieval combat manual.
Laser rifle 30/30
laser rifle battery
MK III
((Getting weird there, Pariah.
I am curious about robot bodies, though. I assume custom ones would indeed cost something, since custom is always more expensive, but it'll be interesting to see if there's a workaround or how they feel about giving you spares to tear apart and rebuild as quadrupeds or something.))
((Yes yes, I'll get around to it at some point. I'm going for practicality first, and those don't help me and the people around me not go squish. As I mentioned before, I'm a Nuzlocke runner. As such, my mindset is, "How can I increase the survivability of myself and my allies?" Besides, can I even afford an automanipulator at this point? Or rather, will I be able to after I get Celeste's knee worked on?))
((I'm actually looking forward to this conversation.
"Can I have a knee brace? I have a medical condition, you see, and-"
"Can't we just cut your legs off and give you new robotic ones?"
"...no?"))
Hmm. Am I predictable or do the characters just have a consistent personality? You decide!
Here he is. Can we start now? How much damage can a baton inflict? They are close to swords but their use may require strength.
Ask Doc. Wait for his response.
"Depends if the baton is electrified"
Make the populace of the fortress as bright as they would be normally. Also, designate one of them as being a higher rank than the rest. Oh, and spawn in someone from the HRMC as a spotter.
ok. Did we ever go over if we want this base to be UWM standard or just a more traditional military base of lots of buildings and hangers with fences around it?
Leave the VR Machine, run around and introduce myself to the newbies.
You run over to the newest recruit you can find, Grate.
"Hello Little Boy."
"I need an adult."
"I am an adult."
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