"Come along with me... and the butterflies and bees..."
Sing gently, await repairs.
"Love that show." Maurice replies, returning with a new leg. He removes the entire damage limb and then affixes the new one. "Modular designs sure are helpful eh?"
He removes some muscle fibers and replaces them before recoating the damaged pieces in the flexible plastic lacquer that covers the rest of you.
"All done. Anything else?"
Thomas, hearing the rumbling, looks around curiously, as well as fearfully. He looks upwards.
"Steve? What was that rumbling? Did somebody fuck up? Are we all going to die?"
>You'll be fine. On a completely unrelated note, please shoot the man named Teal in the knee next time you see him. -home team-
Pan notices his metallic frame rattling, and briefly looks towards the sky
"Heads up, shitstorm incoming"
"The meatbags have wrought wanton destruction, endangering the mission and themselves. I expected nothing less."
"Yup, someone fucked up. They're sure to attack us now"
Be in cover, get ready to deflect attacks with my amp. Get ready to kick sod ass and chew bubblegum. And I can't even chew bubblegum.
There are nukes going off and buildings burning down and all sorts of fun shit and here you are, on guard duty, warming a bench. You hope the retaliation comes soon. That will be fun.
Charles continues spasming in an intimidating manner.
((Admittedly, I can't do much until enemies get within earshot of him 
))
"The dice made me do it!"
You spasm until you appear to be doing the worm. Funky.
Join skylar. Try to contact Steve. Give Skylar gauss rifle if he/she wants it.
"Skylar, status report. Also, does thing have weapons? Also, you saved our asses. As a token, have this gauss rifle if you want."
On radio: "Still there Steve?"
You pry yourself off the wall and Join Skylar in the cockpit.
>Of course. Though your team is going to be on manual labor duty for quite a while to repair the damage they've done.Hide the drone in the hallway outside the door, look and wave at the guys defending the gangway. Stop when/if the sound of the explosion reaches me.
"What the hell was that?"
You stash your drone buddy and then wave out the window at the guys down on the gangway. You stop waving when the building starts shaking and you hear a distant rumble. Huh, wonder what that is.
"Hrmm. Not my fault. Right, question time, what did I miss and who just fucked up?"
Go find the Armory Master, and ask her for tips about dealing with mindfuckery beyond the obvious "Don't let it happen", and if she knew anything about flaming things babbling on about tv shows. Then head back to the lobby of the building, find cover, and keep watch for suspicious things.
((Damn. Steve really is having a bad day. Also, ya may wanna check for cameras in the ship.))
"Thats probably timmy. And thats probably bad news. Try not to let him out. I'll have to actually do something if you do. Also the best way to deal with mindfucking in progress is pain or unconsciousness. Shock to the system."
(( Tack. Thank you for sending me that message. I would not have changed it otherwise, and that was epic. XD ))
Just like remote heart surgery. Exactly like, even.... Fuck. Alright then. Steve, this is team Mystery. We have the ship. That repair dock is probably completely ruined, but... we have the ship. Can you give me a course to put this thing down please? I feel like I'm going to attract unwanted attention the longer I'm up here, though I'm a little leery about approaching the Sword unless the roof-tops are clear. Bringing this back over to a nuke-tipped LESHO sounds like a poor idea.
Hey, everyone alright back there? We seem to be good for now, though I doubt that will be true for long. Search around for whatever Steve was hoping we'd find here while I figure out what our next move is.
And I appreciate the offer, Jack, but keep that thing away from me until we're done. I'm... not good with guns, and I'd rather leave that in the hands of someone who can actually use it until we're back on the Sword.
And Teal? If you get anywhere near me right now, I will have Steve render you unconscious. No offense. Could everyone else make sure he stays away as well, and send the order to Steve to bring him down if he approaches the cockpit?
Follow Steve's instructions on where to bring the ship. Watch for enemy action.
If Steve doesn't have any suggestions, spend some time familiarizing myself with the ship's controls and abilities, then slow down and look for somewhere mostly clear to set her down for now.
(( Also, for everyone's help, can I get a sound off of who is on this ship?
By my count, I have me, Tavik, Doom, & Tack ))
>As I see it you've got a few options. Someone on that ship should start scanning the data immediately, but the ship itself may be useful. I'm not sure if it has any weapons- if it does they're probably fairly minimal- but it could be used to scout around. If you want, you could do some scouting for the other teams. Or just land it near the ship. Or one then the other, your choice.
Just try not to crash it. "I'll go take care of Teal. He wont be bothering you."
Keep Teal out of Skylar's way, and evaluate damage to self.
If you had nerves anymore they would be screaming. Luckily you don't. Luckily you're a robot and shrapnel, while quite the embuggerance to fleshy things that die if you so much as put a few holes in them or cut off a limb, is much less annoying to you. You're battered and definitely not 100%, your left arm is only working about half the time and jittery at that, and you're gonna need more synthetic muscle on your chest, but otherwise, you're alright. Holey, but alright.
Well duh I want something more interesting, but I need to kill that fish guy first. If you put me in a robot body and I killed him would you give me the alterations still, or only if I keep my old body?
"The sardine has gone mentally dark." The doc says, sitting down next to you on the bed -it's easy to do considering your lack of body-and pulling a book out of his jacket pocket. "Frankly, I'm not terribly surprised. Wasn't sure he was all there to begin with." he flips to a page and starts reading.
"If you want to be enhanced, I'll do it for you. Just think what you want. I'll wait." he turns the page "Better then working on civilians."
((so i guess I'm closest to the nukes explosion as well))
"holy shit! Who does this. WHO DOES THIS!"
Curl up into the fetal position and rock myself back into sanity, however much left there is
>We does this, We does this. Welcome to the HMRC. Accidental nuclear detonations are the rule, not the exception. Now nut up, come to terms with the fact that the destination of your trip is now an irradiated crater, and calmly follow the robotic swordsman and his genetically modified cat girl in their search for the invisible assassins. Sanity status: Gone.
"...This is pretty tall. Why is it so big?"
Dear Miss Feyri,
Are you okay?
Sincerely,
Grate
See if I can make the elevator go faster or slower. If I can do both, prepare to speed up a bit for a while before decelerating slowly enough to avoid dying but quickly enough to avoid sudden deceleration once I hit ground level, attempting to gain a dynamic bonus.
If, by some chance, I am able to gain the dynamic bonus in the same turn that I do something, or if for some reason I can't get a dynamic bonus (I'm still not sure how those work), attempt to alter the speed as noted above.
Honestly I was expecting this to be over by now. I was expecting feyri to activate her rockets right away, not check Their fuel levels. So no. You really can't out race her to the ground. Elevator speed isn't under your control anyways. Elevator determines speed and acceleration, deceleration based on the number of floors between it's location and it's destination.
Also, talking whilst in the middle of a jump? What is this,
a comic book?Other than the building directly across from the gangway, what positions have line of sight on the Sword? If that building is the only noteworthy position, how many access points does it have and how many routes up and down inside it?
Missed me
Wait for Steve's response to my question, type another message to Maurice, telling him where I was in relation to the blast, and asking if I should report to the infirmary regarding radiation and suchlike.
>Anywhere on the ground around here does. There are other cages beyond this one and then there's the building itself. Really, the sword is so big that it's easier to think of places that can't currently see it. How big was the bomb, how close are you and are you wearing a suit? Also, stop talking until you're a good distance away from the blast.
T. quietly untangles himself from the mass of bodies piled against the back of the ship, an overdose of adrenalin and euphoria making him unsteady.
He gives a quick "You may want to find a way to patch Steve in or get Joker the suit-codes" wave, and then sits back against the wall, grinning like an idiot.
Boy, did he love explosions...
Quietly allow myself to be restrained/coshed/tased. Also attempt to fight off pervasive mental influence.
You feel fine now, really.
Ok, you're firing bottle rockets around the ship's interior in the same way that a normal person might chew their nails or stroke their beard, but thats fine right?
It's not like some sort of psychic influence altered your brain chemistry to enhance your pyromaniac urges and make you a potential hazard to everyone around y...oh dang.
((The footage of me getting claymored might not need to get cut, either- it emphasizes the selflessness of the HMRC!))
((You did take that claymore like a pro..))
(("Our robotic soldiers selflessly stride forward into dangerous situations to preserve the lives of their flesh-and-blood comrades! (No word on what got them put into robotic bodies in the first place)" ))
>Well, Miyamoto's team is apparently trying to burn the building down, Milno's team is 1/3rd unconscious, Jim's team is trying to get hold of IT support, The away defense team just kicked a nuke into the shipyards, though not before disabling it's radio systems so I can't disable it, and Feyri just hurled herself off the top of the cage.
Hows your day going?
"Hold on, a nuke? How powerful a nuke? Should we take cover and- wait, what? Why?"
You notice feyri falling.
Anton tracks Feyri's fall with his eyes, rather puzzled as to what was going on. His trying to come up with an explanation is interrupted by a rather large and powerful explosion, evidently corresponding to the nuke Steve mentioned. Anton stands there for a moment, mesmerized by the towering, slightly mushroom-shaped radioactive PR disaster in the distance.
"Somehow, I don't think "твою мать" can adequately convey my thoughts on the matter anymore."
He opens a channel to Feyri.
"Feyri? This is Anton. I'm not sure what you're doing, but the unparallelled numbskulls of our away team have just initiated a PR disaster of nuclear proportions down at the shipyards. I don't know who all got away, but there are bound to be civilians in the area, who don't have the benefit of an HMRC standard suit. You've got the most defense and mobility of all of us here, and even if only for that reason, we need you. I'll try to make my way over there and see for myself, but if you can manage it, your assistance in damage control would be much appreciated. Chernozorov, out."
Anton switches the channel to Steve, simultaneously making the suit bring up the current radiation levels on the HUD and starting to make his way to the concourse, Red Hand safety off and maximum power.
"Steve? Any estimates on potential civilian casualties from this? The fighting and spreading news of our little uprising would probably have cleared most people out, but nukes aren't known for a small effect area, especially with fallout."
He paused for a moment.
"Plus, y'know, how's the rest of the away team? Anyone made it out?"
Message Feyri and chat with Steve, move to the concourse.
>Oh, they made it out fine. Stole the Blackship and flew away. My
annoyance is tempered by the knowledge that at least that was successful. As per fallout and civilian casualties...minor I would say. No civs in the area that I saw or could otherwise detect and we can handle the fallout. Our bombs are pretty clean burning so to speak. Only the crater is gonna be a real problem. And we have plenty of people who are ready, questionably willing, and able to go work there until it's clean. First on the list: the guy who kicked the damn bomb into the damn shipyards.
-Home Team, Office-
"What the forging F### was that? What the f###ing forge?!" Gorat shouts. Assuming he gets an answer, he sighs, and shakes his head. "Should we bother barricading us in, Leo? I doubt it'll help.
Be ready to go sniper on any enemies approaching the ship.
Str 3; Dex 3; End 3; Cha 5; Int 4; Wil 12//Spe 0; Int 1; Han 0 (-1); Con 1; Unc 0; Exo 8; Aux 1 (+1); Med 0
Mk II Suit; Microwave PK Amp; laser rifle: normal cigarettes; blue smokes; datapad (with platformer shooter); nanoghosts; shock trigger (with Jack for this mission)
Appearance: 5'11'', 170 pounds in a rather unmuscular frame, shoulder-long brown hair, short goatee, brown eyes, a rather long chin that earned him his nickname. Age 32
Half a robot foot. Robot right arm.
Leo pushes a filing cabinet in front of the door and shrugs. You shrug back and keep watching out the window. You wonder if it's bad to kinda be hoping for them to mount some sort of last ditch charge. Glorious combat god damn it. You want glorious combat.
STEPHEN HAWKING runs around in circles. Then he hears the nuke go off.
"Well at least SOMEONE is doing something fun."
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA I INVENTED MINDLESS PANICKING !
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