"Uhm... maybe? Stay over here while I go check so you don't trigger something if the situation turned nasty."
RL: Investigate.
You return to the monitor room in time to see Mimi threatening the tiny Dersite's life. You miss all the fun.
"Tell you what, small Dersite. In my strife specibus I have a very, very powerful crossbow that could puncture you in a single hit. If you try to run away, you'll learn what real pain feels like, maybe even taste the sweet warmth of death if you're unlucky. Now, I'll put you down on one condition: you let me follow along to where you were headed next, and stay in my line of sight. Do we have an understanding?"
8+10+6 trolling roll for intimidation if necessary. Why can't I be this lucky when doing normal things?
The dersite shakes with fear, his eyes wide. He nods vigorously.
TB: More hacking.
You're hacking as fast as you can, god damn it! It's not like you have magic control of how fast shit goes or anyth- oh wait. Duh.
You drive this son-of-a-bitch into overdrive. You need these players to win, dammit.
Finally, the last line of UniverseCode is complete. You execute the function.
>RebootEvery player in the session feels their skin crawl, and the Courtyard Droll's eye unfocus. Something very momentous has just happened.
>Who's this Douchebag?Rude introduction gags aside, I'm sure we'd all like to know.
>Alex: Have your sulking interrupted.Man, you're never going to live down the senseless murder of a gathering of evil dersite bast- Now what the hell was that? You start striding toward the door to ask one of the others if they felt it, but decide it'd be best to wait out here, like you were told.
*LE SIGH*