My, what good luck this time!
Thank the handless gorilla by using him as a surfboard to get back on land.
swim with mutant gorilla on my back
(5+6)
Although to a layman the decision of using the smaller body as a raft for the larger one seems completely insane and utterly moronic, your superior scientific minds need not explain the advantages of this arrangement. Despite having absolutely no idea where in the world you are or what direction to best swim in, through a remarkable stroke of intuition you together deduce the perfect direction. After a grueling 24 hours working through the waves, you crawl ashore on what seems a strangely similar desolate rock. However, upon this one is perched not a prison, but a top secret research facility! Strangely, it doesn't look guarded...
Action: Go online and search for mercenaries to aid on further missions.
(5) You find a short, hooded man of indeterminate species who specializes in breaking and entering, covert arson, and crowd agitation/control. On his resume, he lists surviving an encounter with a mech.
I'l take part in the next space mission.
(5)!
The mission you are intrusted with is of the utmost importance and secrecy. You are to captain a ship to the orbit of the dwarf planet Ceres, in the asteroid belt. This ship will become the core module of a research station, far enough to avoid the eyes of amateur telescopes and all the space junk around Earth. Here you will remain to serve as head of security. Due to the current optimal position of Ceres, you will arrive in 2 weeks. There will be additional briefing on the way, and certain... matters on board that must be dealt with before your arrival.
Pet and wait.
(3) You pet the fox, but you are a bit disturbed about the stuff he's looking up.
((You were discharged from the hospital, this conversation has been happening at home, remember?))
Look up the status of animal rights. specifically, my own. what rights do I have? Am I just a pet or... ?
(5) Without too much effort, you find the laws regarding animal treatment, and information on rights. It seems there are legal prohibitions against mistreatment of animals, legal requirements for minimum care, and provisions for humane treatment
just as before (where are these thoughts coming from?), but something about the wording in the legislation strikes you as weird. It's not "animals" in the law. It's "inferior creatures." Subsequent research shows that, since the ill-defined early days of the empire, the word "animal" has become politically incorrect, as the non-human Great Apes found it offensive. Monkeys, lemurs, and non-Great apes, such as gibbons, are given the distinction of "sub-primates", while everything else is dubbed "inferior creatures."
What you find even more disturbing, though, is that it is utterly illegal to attempt to enhance the intelligence of any inferior creature or sub-primate, and that there's a lot of negative feeling towards cybernetics as a whole right now. Which puts you in a very awkward position.
How interesting. It feels indignant.Ah. That makes sense. Um...
Maybe do some quick re-organization of my fortress while he figures that out?
(6)You boot up the fort again, expecting this to take a while. With a few minor adjustments, suddenly you've found the perfect arrangement for the lives of this fort's populace. They become completely happy. They lead fulfilling lives. News of their happiness spreads. Migrants come and learn their ways, and spread happiness to the mountain homes. You see you've initiated the rare but infamous "Chillax Spiral." In under an in-game decade, there will be no more conflict left in the world.
Pull out a monkey wrench. Hit something with the wrench.
(4) You hit something. With what should have been a clank! (except for the lack of sound in Space), the magnetic couplers begin disengaging, one by one.