Standing orders: Guardbots guard the laboratory. Try to take intruders alive.
Workerbots, go collect metal. Commanderbot, escort the workerbots. Scoutbot, come back to base, let's see me getting a real-time scoutbot-to-Trianna's-surveillance-system feed set up. For the matter, let's get a surveillance monitor set up for the Scoutbot to send its intel to.
[5]While the guards have a rather boring day thanks to the utter lack of intruders, the workers and commander are far more productive! It isn't quite the size of the scrap pile you started your work with, but they've gathered enough for at least another dozen robots of moderate size. The surveillance upgrades are coming along nicely as well, and all intel is now consolidated into one place for ease of access.
In the meantime, find another weak town to loot.
[5]Loot! You've scarcely finished burning down the nearest cluster of buildings when your merchant 'friends' arrive with a cartful of gold and gems. Added to everything you've looted from the towns in your way, you've got quite the stockpile built up.
Fortune acquired!Hmmm so what does my inventory look like?
Squicky attempts to ambush one of the guards/investigators/what-have-you and nomsorb him to gain his form and skills!
((Inventory: Nothing!
Well, yet...))
[2]I've got some good news, and some bad news. Good news: You ambushed a highly trained police investigator! Bad news: Guns hurt! And he has one! Firing at you! Ow!
YES! Make a giant demonic omlette. Share it with whoever survived my romp through town.
[6]That poor chicken didn't know what hit it. Neither did the room it was in. Or an unlucky demon. And the cowering human nearby. All of which were caught in the explosion caused by attempting to roast demon meat. This does mean you're out of survivors to test it on, but its probably the best (...or worst) omlette ever made!
Demon Omlette. 'Nuf said.Excellent. These villagers will make good servants ... eventually. After they starve to death that is. As for the imps, four of them shall proceed as usual, digging out four new rooms, while the last one will fill in one of them with a treasure chamber. Meanwhile the ogre smith shall get to work constructing traps in the new forge.
[6]Your orders are filled out pretty much as expected. With... One... Small... Problem... That. That is not a trap. Whatever the hell it is, it is NOT a trap. The ogre appears to have had something of a fae mood, and the conglomeration of metal and gears and ticking devices of unknown origin he built has no obvious function you can see. He insists that its a fan though!
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