Smash some plastic off of myself.
(heads:success)
The material does not seem to be uniform consistency, despite its appearance. It seems more rubbery on your hands and around your joints, but the plastic on your limbs is rather rigid. After bashing your forearm against the corner of one of the tubes several times, a part of the covering shatters and magenta fluid begins pooling rapidly on your arm and dripping to the floor. It... hurts.
Loot the corpse.
(heads: success)
You begin searching the figure that was lying on top of you, though you don't think it's dead as it starts to move. It doesn't seem to have anything on it, and it's smooth body seems to have no pockets or other places to conceal anything.
Well, this is creepy as hell. Try to see if I can reshape my body to something less... Slendermanish. Perhaps the material I am made out of is supple?
(heads: success)
Your facial area seems to be more pliable than other areas of the plastic. You press some of the ampoules labeled "cocoa" into your face, where they stick, and with about 6 of them you form what you hope is a smiley. Hopefully they'll stay there. Curiously, you notice they don't seem to interfere with your vision, once pressed all the way in.
Search For black box to find out what happened.
(heads: success)
Looking around under the instruments in the cockpit, you find a readout reading:
Status: comatose. Emergency download in progress.The hell? So we're basically the manikins from the first episode of the new Doctor Who? Hm. Interesting.
Draw facial features on myself using the jam.
Wait, then how the hell was I screaming?
(tails: failure)
You coat your hand in the fluid and smear in clumsily all over your face.
Awaken!
You wake up to find a featureless figure searching you.
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