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The eight of you convene in a dusty old conference room. there is only one functioning light, illuminating a quarter of the rounded, carpet paneled wall opposite the broken sliding door at the entrance. The door is stuck open about a foot, so some of you pass through easily, some squeeze to enter, and one or more of you are currently stuck outside the room, peeking in. Thre chairs are visible in the dim light of the single working wall light, arranged around the heavy wooden table, which, naturally, is slanted at about a 30 degree slope - the leg supporting one end having sunk into the floor at some point in the past.
A hologram appears above the grime on the table. it's features are indistinct in the dust - showing up mostly as a rounded cone of yellow light from a pinpoint in the ceiling, with a second rounded cone of light flickering occasionally into existence fro about three feet from the first. The effect of the second light is mostly an eyesore, but it provides an occasional 3d aspect to the hologram, bringing just enough detail into view to be slightly unsettling before flickering out again.
Find hiding spot. Watch others from hiding spot. Lick self.
Mr Koff tucks in under the still standing leg of the table and instantly regrets licking himself. The dust and grime of the ship leave an unpleasant acrid taste in his mouth. At least no one seems to be paying him any mind at the moment.
Greet the queen
((So, I see you were inspired by something said in, was it Ameripriseol? Random thoughts? The emotions thread? Wherever it was, good on you for making it a game))
The crewbot makes understanding the hologram even harder for everyone by ocnstantly attempting to greet it by affectionately bumping into it. Since it is a hologram, this results in a dizzying figure eight flight through the light beams, stirring the dust and generally making noise overthe tinny sound of the speakers fro which the AI is trying to communicate.
((I don't follow any of those threads. The inspiration for this was from Discord, where I was teasing Radio mercilessly, as is my habit.))
"BZZT! kshhh-rew assigne-grbblgrbbl ard and cle-zzzzz-uty. First priority is -kchnkclkclkclk-thal force not advised."
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