Turn 3Krath (Buzz Killington):Oh cripes! Attempt to use my free hand to grab onto something and pull myself upright. Also, yell for that guy working the crane to put it down!
[5] In your panic you find a turn of strength that would surprise you, if you weren't too busy thinking about long falls and explosives. You make sure you have a good grip on the engine with both hands, and [1]
oh shit both hands. As the heavy, explosive canisters start to fall [6] they catch your pant leg. Which you guess is... sort of a good thing? You suppose you'd be thrilled if you were one of the people below, but you have an acetylene cart on your pant leg. You yell as loud as you can, "Get yer arse back in the crane and get me down, ye bollocks-fer-brains muppet!"
rarborman (Arthur "Arby" Arbor):Oh it look like I'm lucky for now...
>Store found items in locker if possible.
>Contact forman, and request my workload for today and requisitions for one new Hazmat suit and try to find a map or schematic of this place for navigation.
...any EVA work, locate nearest EVA work site and head there.
...mixed EVA and Hazmat, head towards the nearest EVA work site.
...only Hazmat work, remove EVA suit and put on one of the working Hazmat suits and head toward the nearest one.
If workload doesnt include any current EVA work or Hazmat work...attempt repairs on the two damaged EVA suits.
[4] You organize everything in lockers as best you can, with the exception of the harpsichord, which probably belongs in a museum. You suppose that's somebody else's business. Anyhow, you radio in with Eddo that some of the suits are usable. "Arright. Pity about the other ones, things are damn expensive. Now at least we can get some work done- I need you to check out the shields on hangars A, B, C, and D. In other words, all of them. 20,000 creds. Don't hurt yerself." There's a diagram on the wall, showing an outline of the station with airlocks marked. There's one near the barracks and cafeteria, one between each pair of hangars (A and B are on one side, C and D on the other) and a fourth somewhere you don't recognize. You march out to the A-B airlock; it's as good as any. [?] So far everything seems fine. You give the suit's thrusters a little boost, and go about poking and prodding the shield nodes and energy conduits. You're not actually sure that's what they're called but hey it's as good as anything right? [?] When you go by hangar B you tweak a few pointy glowy things in place. You're pretty sure that's what you're being paid for. You float around the large, cavernous structure of the station and come to a stop to look at hangar C, which is occupied only by a janitor right now. Everything seems in shape- but when you start up again, your rockets sputter and die. You're out of fuel. Of all the things that could have gone wrong with your suit, you've fallen pray to the least interesting one by far. Here, space is colorful, full of glowing stars and beautiful nebulae, and of course the planet blow. Space ship leave burning trails as they streak solemnly across the sky. Mind, you can't turn around to see it, since you're out of fuel. You're stuck peering through your visor at a rusty bit of wall, or the empty hangar if you really strain your neck. [2] What's more, you have to go to the bathroom.
slMagnvox (Christopher Connor):Shucks, ain't going near that thing. That clown Andy won't know if I went on board or not.
Go back to Hangar A, ask around for Office 7 location.
Find some coffee while enroute to Office 7.
Fix "printer" and ask shouting guy if he can shout at someone else to clear the Enlil's Wrath for departure.
[6] The workers in Hangar A are rather concerned with a situation involving cranes and dangling and explosives. Having simply not the time nor patience for such tomfoolery, you manage to find the office block, a short hall in which the cramped offices numbered 1-10 are clearly labeled, after traveling via the cafeteria to grab some bitter-smelling coffee. You take a deep breath and enter office 7. A fat creature which may be a man or a woman draws in a large breath, and seemingly speaks without beginning to speak, as if it was already talking to you when you walked in. "HEY WHY ARE YOU SO LATE" you look at the large, manilla-colored that supposedly constitutes a printer. "MY COFFEE'S GOING TO BE COLD IS IT COLD? IT BETTER NOT BE COLD" your eyes follow a cord from the printer, to a power outlet, which it falls just short of. "ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME BECAUSE WHAT I HAVE TO SAY IS VERY IMPORTANT AND YOU SHOULD RESPECT YOUR SUPERIORS" you stoop down and push the plug into the socket. It doesn't fit at first, but you flip it over and this time it sticks in. The printer starts up. "BACK IN MY DAY WE HAD TO WALK IN THE SNOW-- DID YOU JUST FIX MY PRINTER? GOOD JOB GET OUT OF HERE I'M VERY BUSY." You do your best to explain to the office 7 creature that the
Enlil's Wrath has been inspected as closely as it should ever be and ought to pushed overboard. You walk over to Hangar C, and come men are using the small baggage transport trucks to literally push the offending ship out of the station. Good thinking, you think. Payment accepted: 10,000 credits for ship inspection. 5000 credits from an un-named sender in return for "GETTING SHIT DONE". You get a message from Andy, commending you on your work, and asking for your assistance with a damaged battleship in Hangar D.
maxicaxi (Samuel Wright):take advancement of being mistaken for "fred"
You follow some signs to get to medbay. Whoever called you over is gone, at least for the moment. There's a surly looking man sleeping on a medical table. Looks like all you have to is treat his leg, pretend you're a doctor, and claim Fred's payment. You go over to take a look at him. [?] You... uh... you think his right leg is broken. He's going to need a cast from his ankle to his knee. [4] What do you know! After a minute of opening cabinets, you've found poles, plaster and cloth for making a cast. [3] You do a pretty so-so job putting the cast on, but at least the injured guy doesn't wake up and start screaming or anything. Just then someone returns to the room. "Ah!" He says, "Done already?" You quickly assure him that you are, take his money, and run the fuck off before he figures out what's up. [?] You're pretty sure if he finds out he's been hoodwinked, he won't even recognize you.
IronyOwl (Widget):Go look mournfully at the delicious food in the cafeteria, hoping some compassionate soul gives me some.
Then go check on the welding job, and crane the welder down if necessary.
[1] You ask around for food. Someone gives you... something brown and sloppy. Oh well, beggars can't be choosers. You eat some to stave off your hunger before returning to work and then... the first pangs of diarrhea hit you! [3] You rush off to the bathroom, and barely avoid soiling yourself. Looks like the welder will just have to chill out.