RESCUE TEAM(TIME TILL LANDING:4 TURNS *Including this one*)
En route.
"So, do we have a plan?"
GROUND TEAMI was under the impression that the MCP-IIs medical system was a straight rip of the MK-IIs, and would therefore apply drugs until you either expire or wake up
It is, but the MKII never gave you drugs till you woke up. It just kept bleeding and pain under control, and prevented you from dying in vacuum. If you want to try and wake up, thats a straight END roll. Which I rolled and you got a three on so...you're a little less unconscious.
"Yes, once the brain is cut they should loose their ability to intelligently adapt, but please don't start doing dumb shit or randomly attacking, we just need to defend ourselves and get out of here, not kill as much as we can."
While spreading out his cloak, Miya opens his comm link to their incoming escape plan.
"Calling incoming shuttles, this is Gyromitra actual, come in shuttle."
You slice the bundle of nerves at the top and bottom, cleanly carving it away from it's anchor points on the roof and floor. You dump the entire mass of flesh, extraneous nerves and all, into the cloak sack and start crawling out. The flesh around you literally loses it's mind. It peels itself off the walls and starts randomly stabbing at the floor, ceiling and walls, it wraps itself around you like a wet blanket and constricts. It stabs and writhes and makes it very very hard to move.
Pew Pew anything that looks at me funny.
Heat a basketball-sized portion of the center of mass of any imminent threat to self by a few hundred degrees.
If no immediate danger to self is present, check the health of the manipulator brain.
Zap any Haebi that gets too close
Jump into the trench, prepare to fire my hand cannon.
Hide in the trench, get my gauss pistol out. Be ready to either shoot the haebi with that, or burn them with my amp, if they get to close. Don't be too courageous (as usual).
Resist temp (and perma) death for as long as I can
Outside, things start to get very odd. The flesh starts tearing itself up from the ground and writhing uncontrollably, forming strange shapes, tissues and organs seemingly without reason. A group of venus flytrap like mouths erupts near the team and starts snapping about randomly, biting out chunks of stone and bits of flesh with wild abandon. A wave of flesh 15 feet high rolls across the plains of stone and over the team. Flesh flops wetly down across the entire previously burnt away area, including the hole and the entire team.