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Very highly, perfect commander, fearless and dedicated to The Computer above all else.

Highly, strong-willed and brave, role model

Average: no outstanding traits

Lowly: shirks duty, afraid of battle

Treasonous: cowardly conduct, suspicious actions, unwillingness to pursue leads on commie scum. Should be executed.

[IcyTea31]

Ga-R waits until the elevator gets there, then does the same processing as Crock-R and Joe-R.

[Kassire]

Teddy-R-OOS

Enter the 4100-4500 hallway and look for briefing room 44222-FBR

[Salsacookies]

Ian-R-NUM-1
WAITLISTed Troubleshooter
Service Group: PLC

[Dorsidwarf]

Teddy-R-OOS

Enter the 4100-4500 hallway and look for briefing room 44222-FBR

You also get a badge from the desk lady, and go down the corridor.

Ga-R waits until the elevator gets there, then does the same processing as Crock-R and Joe-R.

The citizen hands you your white ID badge and you trundle down the faintly worrying corridor after the others.

((Is this everyone? I think this is everyone)).

The six Troubleshooters assemble outside the door marked 44222-FBR. You wait, occasionally squabbling over the three seats available on the bench. After a few minutes, a hurried-looking Red troubleshooter joins you. His ID badge reads Wie-R-Dal-1.

Wie-R-DAL-1 (Zomara) has joined the party.

You wait some more. After an interminable time and three games of cards, the group are restraining Ga-R and Blood-R, both of whom claim the other was cheating. There is a deafening buzzer, and the door slams open, revealing a room dimly lit by flickering fluorescent lights, buzzing in their cieling cradles. A sharp, pungent odor fills the air, like an IntSec Goon has you in a headlock with your nose pressed into his armpit. The walls and floors of the dull white room are dented, and scored, as if by an unearthly power... or maybe someone firing a few cone rifle shells - You don't know which. A  puddle of brownish liquid lies beneath the metal benches. A plastglass screen seperates a seperate room, in which you can barely see the outlines of two shilhouettes.

A voice crackles over the speakers, booming out: "ENTER, TROUBLESHOOTER GROUP 44222-FBR-34"

[Kassire]

Teddy-R-OOS
Enter the room, with my body at the ready

[VoidSlayer]

Joe-R

Walk into the room, stand facing the plastglass screen, sit down if told to do so.

[zomara0292]

Wie-R

Only Go as far as literally entering into the Doorway, allowing myself to be pushed out of the way only to move right back into place.
"Ohh! Spooky voice. . . . Or is that friendly computer Sir ma'am?"

[IcyTea31]

Ga-R enters the room and follows any instructions.

[NAV]

Crock-R into room.

[Dorsidwarf]

Teddy-R-OOS
Enter the room, with my body at the ready

Joe-R

Walk into the room, stand facing the plastglass screen, sit down if told to do so.

Ga-R enters the room and follows any instructions.

Crock-R into room.

You all nervously enter the room.
"Sit."
You do so.
"I am your briefing officer, Ham-I-CID. Today you will be undertanking a mission of great importance to Alpha Complex. Do you understand?

Wie-R

Only Go as far as literally entering into the Doorway, allowing myself to be pushed out of the way only to move right back into place.

Just as you decide to speak, you are elbowed enthusiatically into the room by arriving IntSec goons. They move in and line up, all two dozen of them, laser rifles at the ready, right behind the benches.

[Pencil_Art]

"I am your briefing officer, Ham-I-CID. Today you will be undertanking a mission of great importance to Alpha Complex. Do you understand?

Wellis-R

"Affirmative, sir."

[IcyTea31]

"There is no mission too important or unimportant for me, as long as I do it for Alpha Complex. In short, yes."

[Kassire]

Teddy-R-OOS
"I shall do the m-mission and work r-required with u-utmost priority!"

[VoidSlayer]

Joe-R

"Yes sir, you can count on us!"

[NAV]

*Grunt of affirmation*