Michael shouts down the hole "Well, when you screw something up then, you have to pay the piper!".
Michael looks for anything to tie off the cables to. Is the APC close enough/have any sort of mounting points for cables? If not, create an ice anchor(like the snow anchor in that video, but cut from the ice), secure the cable, and begin rapelling down to the bottom of the hole.
Well the apc works fine as an anchor point.
You start climbing down into the hole, but manage to get yourself tangled up in the rope and are left stuck a good 50 feet above the ground, upside down, hanging by one leg.
((Yay, my character isn't newbie-paste! Yet, anyways.))
"Thank you. Hey, is there any way we could wait to help the robot until after we finish our mission? Jason asks Mesk before taking a deep breath in relief at not currently being a flat paste at the bottom of the cargo bay.
Hope that Mesk doesn't let me fall. Try not to move too much. Activate head lamp.
"I am seriously considering it. Get your lamps on, I want to take a look around."
Bring Vincent and Jason down to the ground, then go back up and retrieve Dubley.
"That was a nice save. How are your arms?"
Activate my head lamp. Take a look around; figure out if the room we're in is part of or separate from the exposed artifact above.
After being let down, Vincent breathes a sigh of relief and turns to Mesk. "Shit! That was close! Thanks a lot! I would have been ****ed if you hadn't caught me" Vincent then flicks his head lamp on as per Mesk's request.
"Think there is any point in continuing to carry this heat gun?"
Name: Vincent Klart
Age: 28
Gender: Male
Appearance: Average build, Brown Hair, Green Eyes
Personal information: Flirtatious personality
Reason assigned to HMRC: (Caught in bed with a magister's daughter)
Stats:
Strength: 3
Dexterity: 4
Endurance: 3
Charisma: 5
Intelligence: 3
Willpower: 2
Skills:
Speech: 2
Intuition: 2 (except when it comes to flirting... then it is 0)
Handiwork: 0
Conventional Weapons: 0
Unconventional Weapons: 1
Exotic weapons: 0
Auxiliary systems: 0
Medical tech: 0
Profession:Mercenary (Unconventional Weapons Spec)
Equipment:
Mk-1? (Equipped)
Long Coat (Equipped)
Laser Rifle (Equipped)
Unknown Mask obtained from green box, no lines, triangle shape {I think that was the box info, correct me if I'm wrong} (Equipped)
Mesk brings his two passengers to the ground then flies up and grabs the would be space miner from his perch. Once they're all on the relatively stable floor of scattered cargo containers, the group turn on their head lamps and look around. The room is definitely part of whatever was sticking out of the ice; it looks like the section stacy vaporized used to be a doorway or a hall leading into this room. There aren't any other doors to be seen on the walls or ceiling, but it stands to reason there might be some under all these containers, against what would be, if the room was oriented right, the wall opposite the other door.
Help make a good anchor and lower the cables. Also, see if we can set up a way to climb back up quickly. Finally, climb/slide down to help guard my teammates. Also, go check out Stacy and help him get situated.
"On our way down guys, just don't try to kill yourselves again.
You throw the cable down after anchoring it to the APC and slide down with one hand in an awesome, yet insanely reckless, manner. It's only once you reach the bottom that you remember you have no fast way back out.
"oh well. Least I looked cool while I was fucking it up."
"So uh... everyone alright? Do try not to do that again. Let me know if you need the APC moved closer, or anything. "
Jobasio speaks through the comms, watching proceedings from the driver's seat.
Grab a cold one from the APC's built-in bar fridge, sit back and relax. Oh, and uh, keep an eye on things. Yeah.
Rummage about between the seats for a convenient music cassette or equivalent, left there by a previous owner.
what.
what.
...he survived that? I respect you, old man.
Once the rope's secured, rappel down after everyone else.
You rappel down without incident. Ironically the only one who could literally just jump down without a bit of difficulty is the only one to climb down perfectly. Go figure.
"Well, I'm glad nobody got hurt, at least!"
Can I move my arms?
"I am seriously considering it. Get your lamps on, I want to take a look around."
"What, really? I could theoretically be helpful. It's just that I periodically am possessed by the devil. Happens to the best of us, no?"
If nobody helps me get fixed, try to perform basic patches myself.
You are fucked, sir. All your parts are still attached to you but the fall smashed the computer which handled nerve to machine communications. You can still see and hear, but you can't move a single synthetic muscle. You're a quadriplegic robot. You're the saddest of all possible futures.
The Jetsons weep.
Magilla heads back to where the others are.
"Anyone need help with anything?"
Well you've got an underdeveloped simian brain. Perhaps you could tutor stacy.
Fix Stacy's legs.
COMBINE YOUR DANG POSTS
Also, stacy is gonna need parts to fix. This isn't like normal, where you can just solder some stuff that broke back together and get something mostly functional. This is a Wall-e situation: he needs specific parts which you don't have.
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