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[Helgoland]

Strategic genius. I'm going for a 'boring but practical' type of... thing here.

[Sheb]

Remember my post Helgoland.

[GrizzlyAdamz]

Find body of water. Submerge self to clean, and short circuit/disrupt nano machine communications.

[Helgoland]

Oh right, that post - In the course of working on my image, conquer some pushover civilizations. With butt lasers.

[Tavik Toth]

Convince the tyranids to go retrieve my hat and kill NAV.

"If you do that, I won't try to stop you attacking Earth. Deal?"

[darkpaladin109]

Wait for some wannabe racers to Challenge me on my custom track.

[NAV]

Am I still wearing the GM's hat?
Give Tavik's hat to Terry.
Steal Playergamer's hat.

[WillowLuman]

((Not really, he just threw juiced-up avatars at the surface before. He's here in his true, full and terrible power now.))

(I didn't mean that there's some kind of limitation on the character, I mean that way earlier when there was an in-game GM crushing stuff it started derailing the whole game to be about fighting/pleasing the GM-avatar.)

[GrizzlyAdamz]

(("Derailing" he calls it. You think there are rails?))

[Playergamer]

Kill NAV. Try to ask the GM to please not kill me, since I was the first player.

[Eotyrannus]

Find place. Use fashion sense.

[smurfingtonthethird]

Open a rift to the top of Uluru.

[3]

Wee. The Orks come too.

Shoot Hydralisk even though I don't know what it is and it's probably really dangerous,use shotgun!duel wield sawn-off shotguns,if not allowed then use a rifle.

Thinking whether I should demand a 1+ bonus to my rolls because Silas Greaves tended to bend the story and change details,so assuming if Silas Greaves is telling a story about this crazy universe...

[2]

And it shooting spines at you. RUN AWAY!

Helgoland, I pledge my butt laser to serve your Empire!

Pretend I'm the GM. Roll 6es for myself.

[1]

The GM teleports behind you. Heeeeey theeeeere. NO. Your butt laser now shoots potatoes.

Did someone say... INSURGENT TROUBLE SHOOTERS? Chalenge the leader to a duel!

[4]

Duel fight! "Pokemon battle music plays"

What will you do?

>Attack      >Bag
>Weapons   >Run

Psionically search the minds of every living thing for any information regarding the remote. Hey, I called for help, not you in particular! You didn't have to come and save me.

[5]

It's under the couch in the Pentagon secret bunker.

Huh.

Work on my effing image! There must be some way to portray cowardice as strategic genius...

Oh right, that post - In the course of working on my image, conquer some pushover civilizations. With butt lasers.

[1]

They now think you are a try-hard. Poopsies. That, and you pissed off the Orks.

"Whoz up fa a WAAAAAAAGH!?"

Find body of water. Submerge self to clean, and short circuit/disrupt nano machine communications.

[5]

You are clean. The nanobots are waterproof though. Curse your ingenuity!

Convince the tyranids to go retrieve my hat and kill NAV.

"If you do that, I won't try to stop you attacking Earth. Deal?"

[2]

The Tyranids aren't sentient. They are omnomnoming you.

Wait for some wannabe racers to Challenge me on my custom track.

[1]

Oh noes! Lego knight attack!

Oh yeah, your old character exploded. Violently.

Am I still wearing the GM's hat?
Give Tavik's hat to Terry.
Steal Playergamer's hat.

[2]

The avatar reclaimed his hat. The Thief already stole playergamer's hat.

Find place. Use fashion sense.

[2]

War is hell. No-one's taking recruits. Protip: Find some stuff to kill.

Kill NAV. Try to ask the GM to please not kill me, since I was the first player.

[1]

The GM is busy playing chess with Tyranids and Orks.

[blazing glory]

Keep shooting at it with my 2 sawn-offs

[Lolfail0009]

Shut the rift. Incinerate the Orks.

[NAV]

Try to get involved with the main plot.