Clean up and spot wield the leak.
[2+1]
[2+1]
You quickly realise that cleaning up a pool coming from a leak, and spot wielding a machine full of low ignition chemicals may be somewhat hazardous. Whilst pondering over this conundrum, you lose a bit of time.
Ignore him! FIND A MAP.
[3]
You fail to ignore the man stepping from the aisle you remember previously exiting, maybe you missed a map at the entrance?
In any case you retrace your steps and manage to find the original airlock you entered the ship from.
[6]You find a receptacle and insert a chip to receive from it into your holo-pager and find that you are able to find the map app.
However, upon taking the chip, the machine in the wall starts flickering and completely powers down. It seems that there have been electrical disruptions in the area.
"Euh... Nothing to see here, folks..." mumbled Gubbins, jotting the job well done down in her notepad and backing away from the onlookers whilst keeping her backside out of view. Once round the corner, she hurried to her cabin to change her trousers and get cleaned up. That had been quite a buzz. A little harsh, but pretty enjoyable nonetheless. She'd remember it for the next time she was too broke to drink.
Get clean and changed in my cabin and then look for another task.
[5] You manage to leave the area with your dignity less damaged than it could have been, no one sees you.
After a while of following your map and listening to it chatter away locations, you come to your assigned quarters. whilst Spartan, it has all the necessities. You take a shower and then have several freshly fabbed uniforms delivered to your room, just in case of any more accidents.
[2] You call your bimbo Head, and report your success and ask for more work. However, she looks disappointed.
"Sorry sweetie, I heard about your...operative capabilities...it seems that you managed to temporarily get the link working but severely damaged the main power relays in the process. Parts of the deck have started to shut down and I had to get teams to drop what they were doing and partition the rest of the deck from the affected systems. Go out and clean up the second mess you made today *cheeky smirk*.
*concerned look*Though in addendum, I do suppose you deserve some hazard pay, have a tenner.
Byeeeeeee~*"
-Tenner Get!-Uh... well... if the stowaway gets stuck in there at least I don't have to worry about him.
Contact my superior and ask him if I can have permission to enter the vault and get me a way in by long range communication if possible. If it is possible then head straight to the vault. If it's not possible, go ask my superior in person.
[6] You contact the mild mannered man that messaged you earlier and tell him the mistake and for immediate access to the vault.
He looks overjoyed!
"I had just got word when you rang, I like your style miss! Complete non-tolerance towards the slimey threat against our passengers, even in the face of manslaughter. Go confirm that the scruffy blighter is dead and I'll give you your pay and a big fat bonus!
However, I should tell you that you'll need to give me a beep for 'spillage cleanup' once confirmed and then keep it to yourself, we can't have a go-getter like you dragged off in chains can we? *guffaw*"
[4] You hear a ding from your pager that confirms that you now have access, and the nearest lift agrees to take you to the vault, however, it's really taking it's bloody time about it!
Submit a report detailing the evident inadequacies of the hardware and suggesting an upgrade to the processor or adding a parallel at the first opportunity.
[2] You
Breeep the bimbo you had words with and submit a complete report about the slow processor.
"Then replace it you hapless bag of bolts! You are an engineer not a bloody tech inspector! Now go graft on a pair and take a walk! Why you-"
[3] You debate whether you should ask for the parts to be pre-transported to the nearest airlock to the defect, but you come to the conclusion that you would waste CPU cycles doing so. Thus you abruptly end the call, cutting off a comparison of your worth to a lobotomised, quadriplegic donkey with erectile dysfunction.
Edit, atrocious spelling.
Scapheap:Janitor
Gender:Male
Assignment: Janitor
Here’s a mop I guess MysteriousAccount: 0c
lawastooshort: Stacey Gubbins
Gender: Female
Assignment: Engineer
tools of the trade,
shock and trauma resistant suit Filthy Specialisation.
Violent Mechanist Heavy Spanner Account: 10cr
GreatWyrmGold: decap-420-J39JS-engin-025
Gender: Robotic; Gender association varies with personality chip and mood
Assignment: Engineer
A.I Robot . Hexopod Four armsAccount: 0cr
Greenstarfanatic:Jacques Fefére
Gender: Male
Assignment: Cook!
Chefs uniform Standard kitchen knife (Sharp) TravellerAccount: 0cr
superBlast: Reina
Gender: Female
Assignment: Security
Intimidating uniform.
Heavy Rail Pistol Casual BerserkerAccount: 0cr
I love how free I feel when writing this out, I don't have to force myself into several avenues of thought at once.
May the programmers of Random.org forever be blessed.
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