Joining as audience. Mostly so I can get DD next round. Also, waitlist.
DD?
5DD, I'll put you on the waitlist.
((Including players?))
A scraggly, colleged-aged guy in and amongst the doctors giggles. He knew the internship would be worth it.
Med. Student: Raid the nearest bathroom. Nab any and all plungers, toilet seats, etc that I can get my greasy mitts on.
One plunger, three toilet seats, 6 rolls of toilet paper and a bog brush.
((Janeway was bit in the leg, but did suffer a slice on her arm from something else. I think that was what Egan was referring to.))
Dr. Jim pondered what it really meant to be a doctor, deep down. Someone who's obtained a medical diploma? An individual experienced with medical procedures? Anyone with a lack of sadism and a willingness to help others?
No, being a doctor couldn't mean any of those, Dr. Jim concluded, because he certainly was none of them. Jim supposed it was a mystery that modern man would never solve.
Jim: find a live weasel, a Tesla coil, the KFC Double Down sandwich, spider eggs, toothpicks, hot dogs, a gun, and a suite of cybernetic augments.
One badger, a tesla coil, a manky kebab, spider eggs, a box of toothpicks, a foot long german sausage and a police mechsuit.
Conway stands up to happily and/or drunkenly search the food court for sharp objects, something to soak up blood, disinfectant, and anything that could be used to sew. Oh, and more beer. Think I'm out now.
A sharpish stick, DMR official napkins, a triple vodka, a straw on a string. You adding the beer to the pile?
Go out and "acquire" a pack of firecrackers. Also an umbrella.
Bumper pack of firecrackers, mangled black mass of spokes that may be an umbrella or a mutilated raven.
HEY I HAVE A CORPSE LETS USE THAT. LIKE ALL OF IT.
One corpse.
Search a magical closet. And by that, I mean a closet full of space magical stuff, the kind of stuff they use to make things like the shackle, not a closet with a portal to some fairytale land.
You find a lot of cleaning supplies in closets before falling down an elevator shaft.
So if you want to suggest random shit to be put in Navarro's arm, just throw stuff in now. Bit like on intoxicated, except a little saner.
- God
- Two arms
- A claymore sword made out of claymore mines
- A prophetic arm, still in its box
- An eleven foot pole
- A gattling gun that has been heavily modified to act as a blender
A cruicifix, a dead cat's arms, a claymore sword, a finger in a box, a two foot pencil, a blender rendered inoperable by gatling fire.
- a blender modified to act as a gattling gun
- a kitten launcher
- device for launching nyartifacts filled syringes to see what it does
- I would say something that launches clocks, but i don't have the time
- a red rider bb gun, perfect for shooting eyes out
- a gun that fires pellets covered in amps that all activate at once when it hits the target. almost certain to end a fight...for both sides
A blender with a pistol shoved in one end, a kitten, a high powered CS-450 model med-police issue syringe launcher, a clock, some BB pellets, more BB pellets.
A sponge.
A living, giant sponge.
That will explode out when someone cuts that arm.
A living sponge the size of somebody's arm.
And three beers.
"And that's time, folks! Now, the audience is going to vote on their favourite submissions for the surgery process, and we'll select one or two of these at random as well, and then those'll form the main basis for the replacement or reattachment, depending on whichever is more suitable! We'll use some of the other things too, of course, is we need them... no point in being cheap, after all!"Get voting! What would
you like to see put in Navarro's arm?