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[Burnt Pies]

: It is rather loud in here, chaps. Turn it down a bit, would you?

[The Scout]

: Now that it's quiet, where do you keep the whiskey?

[warhammer651]

Bosses office, third cabinet on the right. Second shelf down, just behind the false wall. That information will run you 20$.

Also: Kharn has finished the putt putt course in hanger 2.

[Felius]

Uh, make me a soldier too.


Name: Tylor
Gender: Male
Equipment: Gimme a remote controlled tank, upgrade to floating when available.
Bio: Somehow teleported to this world, he tried to breeze through and get a cushy job, but because an misfile, he was assigned to X-COM. He requests a tank as it's the job that allows him to keep way away from the actual front line. (Or is that really his intention? )

[Phantom]

Y'know, what I do with the tank drivers eventually is make them appear in game and get them murdered by a tentaculat/chryssilad.

[CJ1145]

CHAPTER 6: Shifting Situations

I feel I need to take a moment to address our technological situation. Unfortunately that's not going to be happening, as I've found out the hard way that keeping over a dozen idiots in one base can create a lot of chaos. Today I had to take the time to address the chaos in person.

: Hello, brother!

: Oh. Asuka. Come in, I guess.

: I keep telling you, I'm not Asuka! I'm Ikari, your sister!

: Okay, I'm officially finished with this. You look exactly like Asuka, you are dressed exactly like her damn it! You honestly expect me to believe that you're not her?

: Well, in that case, pull my record out of that drawer behind you and I'll show you I'm not her!

: Hm? Oh fine, fine, let me just turn around here. Let's see... Asuka, Asuka... found it. Here, let's take a look at *click* oh. I see you've pointed a gun in my face.

: Say goodnight, brother.

: You're about to shoot me in the face, Asuka, I think you can drop the act.

: It is NOT an act! I'm going to shoot you because I'm sick of you getting everything! Mother and father forgot I even existed because of you!

: To be fair, I forgot too.

: SHUT UP! Well, now I can finish you off, and take control of X-COM for myself.

: It doesn't work that way.

: SHUT UP!

: Well, if that's the way you feel I suppose I have nothing to do but submit and--QUIBBLE, NOW!

: Wait, what?!

*BANG* *thud*

: A rookie mistake, Asuka. Turning your back on someone like me.

: Sir, did you call for--oh wow! Sir, you've shot Ikari in the head! We need to get her to the med-bay!

: It seems I have. But we can't take her just yet. Grab the body and follow me, Quibble.

: My name's not... *sigh* Yes, sir.

I gathered everyone into the Skyranger hangar. And what would they find but the body of their dear friend Asuka, propped up and bleeding from the head?

: See this, everyone? Our friend Ikari here decided that you could all play poker whenever you wanted, and decided to bring the matter up with me, in a most physical manner. THIS is what happens when my orders are questioned, are we clear? Dismissed.

After that she was brought to the med bay. The doctors claimed she would be fine, after some time spent healing. I've made a note to improve my aim the next time around.

Not much else happened today that I've been involved with. Tarvish went through a makeover to attempt to appear less terrifying.

: Did the surgery work, Dave?

: Hardly!

I spent the rest of the day on a computer, trying to figure out where all these people had come from. There are some major discrepancies between their actions there and here. For one, Simon is acting extremely violent, while as far as I can tell he was kind in his previous incarnation. I've started to question whether they, or any of us, are our actual selves, or merely some sort of copy. It bears further investigation, I believe, but for the moment I have technology to research.

Spoiler: Post-chapter comments (click to show/hide)

While I appreciate giving your characters depth, be careful not to turn the LP into an RP! :p

I found so much story built up I had to devote an entire chapter (and possibly half of the next) addressing it all.

[breadbocks]

[Couldn't find the image]: Well, that's no good. Gendo's pickin us off one by one... I'm the only one allowed to pick things.

[ReDeadEr]

: Gendo-man going to eat that brain matter on floor?

[Phantom]

Man, this computer is awesome. It lets me see how the X-Com operatives are destroying themselves in real time! Right, brother?

Yep. OH FUCK IT'S A ZOMBIE.

Not the same type as the half-baked clones, dude.

Oh, that's good. I got killed by them four times.

[breadbocks]

Who's the second one? A browncoat?

[Phantom]

Yep, it's a Browncoat. And the Coalition Trooper here is based off a certain Coalition Trooper from the Solifuge Livestream.

[warhammer651]

Kharn thinks Gendo pu on a good show. That is how you get ruffians in line! In other news, Kharn is organizing  a blackjack game in mess hall. Connect 4 and Warhammer 40k may also be present

[Itnetlolor]

(Inside the Administrator's Office)
: Hi daddy. I was thinking; that Simon kid seems like a nice and pretty capable person to have on the force. He says that his tank can destroy things like nobody's business as long as he has the willpower to do so. Unlike Shinji, I have a feeling he won't disappoint us in that regard. So can he use his tank? Please? I want to watch things explode. By the way, he's done more work on the mining than the guys assigned here in a single day. That should be proof enough.

[warhammer651]

Lizzie and simon sitting in  a tree....

[The Scout]

: Eh? Bloody kids these days. Watching tanks blow stuff up isn't what you cuddle to. It's dynamite and pipebombs. That's the real stuf-*passes out