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[Superdorf]

C

[flazeo25]

C

[Kashyyk]

B

[ZBridges]

B

[mightymushroom]

B

Try to not emphasize how spooky it is, but when a fuel tank is offline due to irreconcilable sensor anomaly it ought to be reported as offline.

[Haspen]

You sit down at the main console and start filling up the papers required for repair request.

1234USY.1d/1m.1714h

Phew! All the forms, sub-forms, additional forms and description essays finished. You made sure to mention that three out of ten fuel systems are not working properly, and they require professional repairs.

You send the repair request and then your bio-chip informs you that your usual resting time (1800-0000) is approaching fast.

A) Continue maintenance on the bar. Disco screens must be online once more!
B) Explore self: body and mind!
C) Call it a day and head to the sleep capsule.

[Kashyyk]

B - A short period of self contemplation seems like an appropriate way to wind down before bed

[Superdorf]

B

[Maximum Spin]

I accept B although we do need to get to A at some point. This may not be the best time, however.

[VoidSlayer]

C Gotta keep energy levels up.

[mightymushroom]

C

[ZBridges]

B

[King Zultan]

B

[Haspen]

You decide to explore yourself.

You take off your clothes and lay on the bed, plugging the datapad into your neck socket.

1234USY.1d/1m.1844h

Your flesh has been designed from scratch to be impervious to imperfections and ugly marks.

Your mind has been designed to operate alongside a biochip and wetware computer to ensure that whatever your flesh is unable to solve or remember, the artificial memory banks and microprocessors will.

You theoretically need no food, but nutrient sludge and liquid vitamins do keep your body healthy and operating at maximum capacity. Speaking of food; you leave the bedroom for a moment to plug your feed-tube into the food delivery system. The hissing of the sludge being pumped into your stomach sounds so alien every time you feed.

Returning to your bedroom, you view your memories in the back of your head; the happy childhood years of growing up as a designer Drone, the tumultuous years of being a rebel fighting for freedom, and the late days of your youth, when you relaxed in the mansion of your benefactor, alongside other 'liberated' drones.

Everything is in perfect order. No memory blockades or losses, no internal or external problems, no illnesses or troubling changes in your organic components.

And yet...

A) Delve deeper into the complex network of flesh and electronics.
B) Enter the sleep pod and begin the rest cycle.

[Maximum Spin]

B We will have time.