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Roll To Dodge / Re: Dumped
« on: December 08, 2022, 08:21:14 am »"Ugh... head brain pound hurting!" Chatters pukes for hopefully the final time "Grr this is your fault guilt!" Chatters stares at his hand angerly before slapping himself over the face with it "Agh! Traitor hand thing how dare challenge me! Chatters will show you who is pack boss leader!"(1) This goes exactly as one might expect. You bite your hand. Hard. it bleeds. You hurt. Now i roll for serious damage: (1) You sever a finger and cause nerve damage, making gripping objects difficult. Huh. Your teeth are pretty sharp and strong, after all. Let's call this one a "moral victory."
Fight my traitor hand I must put it back into its place!Spoiler: Chatters (click to show/hide)
all but one of me spread out and monitor the area around our home, the last of me is watching the dirty comms hub (which needs cleaning and afterwards will hopefully be working) and seeing if anyone is willing to get it cleaned and working.(5) Your explorations yield results! You find an entire pile of Janitor Clones lying dormant. You paw one curiously and a panel on it's chest activates. "Clone boot up sequence, intitiating in 5 ... 4 ... 4 ... 1 ..." and then a mechanical appendage extents from the clone's backpack and delivers a swift, but solid, kick to another clone's posterior. that clone's panel flickers for a moment, then falls silent, until a second kick lights it up entirely. The clone rolls over, out of reach of the offending appendage, and rubs it's posterior as it slowly rises to it's feet, clad completely in it's standard hazmat suit, complete with mop, sniffer, broom attachment (sans broom head), and themronuclear incinerator (probably non-operational).Spoiler: Collar Messages (click to show/hide)Spoiler: Status and Location (click to show/hide)Spoiler: Kit (click to show/hide)
"Not liking the looks of that storm, we should probably find something to act as a wall."(4) you find enough material to seal up the shelter reasonably well, and enough wood for a small campfire. Now if only someone had dumped some hotdogs and marshmallows in this sector of the trash heap ...
Look around close to camp for a tarp or anything similar to use as a wall to keep the weather out of our camp.Spoiler (click to show/hide)
Cool! This stuff looks amazing!The hexagons are inert, nonmechanical. They'd work best as plating or structural pieces on a very large body or vehicle. to morph them for use on a person-sized body would require some pretty heavy energy use. You'd have to dissolve a lot of functional machinery. (3) you store a mental record of their structure for use though. You can make the same pattern out of other material later.
Jump into a few of these hexagonal plates, and try to figure out what tools I need to shape them or form them into body elements.Spoiler (click to show/hide)
You very unhelpfully retreat into your shell and fall alseep.Spoiler (click to show/hide)
Wait out the storm inside my shell underneath the overhang of hexagons
Two event rolls: One for the home team, and one for the away team:
Home: (3) The Janitor Clones seem to be drawn to the Chad Brand chocolates, and march in force to the home base, hoovering up the chocolates as they go.
Away: (5) A building sized legged machine strolls near to your camp, occasionally interacting with the trash heap with mechanical arms, a cargo scoop, or the occasional sensor. Several spotlights shine out into the darkness, or down at the thing's footing as it goes. There are several smaller bots moving along with the Heap Crawler as well, some apparently darting about semi-randomly, some seeming to scavenge off the larger bot, and some apparently doing more specific tasks. You smell opportunity! Well, you smell garbage really. But the Heap Crawler is pretty neat, anyway.
Almost forgot:
(6) You land surprisingly gently. And then your door explodes outward with a solid thunk, and tehn a second smaller thud immediately after, followed by a sickening splat sound.You see dozens fo hazmatted figures outside your pod, and a bloddstained lump under neath your door, which is currently being carried off to who knows where by several of the hazmatted figures. Suddenly, your pod lurches sideways, and slowly rises off the ground. Looks like yo umight be getting a bit carried away also ...Spoiler (click to show/hide)