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[IronyOwl]

Don't worry, you're just unconscious, not dead. Steve put you to bed, not euthanized you.

((Question: How would he know the difference? He's waking up in a robotic shell either way. ))

[Caellath]

((@GM: You still did not answer me whose razors you screwed with :V))

[Zako]

Bishop held up the datapad and smiled faintly with satisfaction. Progress had that effect on him.

"See if you can find anything interesting in those papers Charro. Try finding an inventory or research notes or something."

Browse the datapad for info.

[piecewise]

((@GM: You still did not answer me whose razors you screwed with :V))

Restate the question for me. I am having a hard time braining tonight.

Bishop held up the datapad and smiled faintly with satisfaction. Progress had that effect on him.

"See if you can find anything interesting in those papers Charro. Try finding an inventory or research notes or something."

Browse the datapad for info.

The datapad has lots of text entries, logs about the base. They go back several years, so skimming them all wouldn't be very helpful. The late entries though, talk about a break through in attempts to artificially probe "The puddle", a task that was apparently a major part of this base's mission. The overseer clearly isn't a physicist, but according to his accounts, the scientists found things in "the puddle" that defied their explanations. Things they called pseudo-life, seemingly self sustaining energy condensates and matter interactions which act like matter themselves. Weird.

The last handful of entries talks about how they are attempting to interpret the data in some sort of meaningful way, a way that human senses can comprehend.

[SeriousConcentrate]

Don't worry, you're just unconscious, not dead. Steve put you to bed, not euthanized you.

(Great, so I'm in I Have No Mouth territory.)

[IronyOwl]

((I think you're outright unconscious, not just deaf, blind, immobile, unfeeling, and so on.))

[Yoink]

Charro glanced at the countless papers strewn about the place.
"Er. That would probably take hours, and what's to say they aren't just a longer version of whatever's in that datapad? You want them, they're all yours."
>Wait around by the door, keeping an eye on the hallway. And my teammates.

"We still have what, four floors left to go? Don't you guys, er, think we should get moving?"

[Remalle]

(IronyOwl: considering the RTD we're in, I'd say there's a good chance SC is right.)

Cut open the door.  If that doesn't work, enlist the help of Feyri's shoulder.

[Zako]

"Yeah, your probably right. Let's check the Project Lead's quarters first though. Might have some info."

Bishop left through the door, he gave the datapad to Charro for him to have a look as he walked to the next quarters.

"The datapad I found is really interesting. Have a look."

Investigate the Project Lead's quarters.

[Nikitian]

Things they called pseudo-life, seemingly self sustaining energy condensates and matter interactions which act like matter themselves. Weird.

The last handful of entries talks about how they are attempting to interrupt the data in some sort of meaningful way, a way that human senses can comprehend.

((Looks like we're getting more powerful power generators soon. Also, did you mean 'interpret the data' instead of 'interrupt ...'? Sorry for burdening your brain even more, but it might or might not be very important.))

[Tiruin]

(QUICKEDIT: Wait, I just realized. Both missions I've died on Feyri's been there. >.> SHE'S BAD LUCK FOR MEH ;___;)

((I roll my eyes and displace it as coincidence.

 

Coinciden-...

Oh hey! The door was open all along!))

((Oh dear. Nobody explained to you what a yandere was, did they? ))

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((GM: What do we know, exactly?))

Edit: ((Nobody answered if I still had that extra battery and that blue pill from my last post-link.))

Go to the Project Lead's Quarters and document any information that could be useful in our mission if the door is openable.

If not, aid the rest in their search.

"So...about those zombies. Mode of transmission?"

[Spinal_Taper]

(Remalle joins Scelly9 (technically) in teamkilling me. I swear, by the time this RTD ends I'll probably be 'killed' more times by my teammates than by the actual mission hazards. )

((I'm the only one who has been killed/incapacitated by actual mission hazards, right? That is very bad.))

[Caellath]

((I'm the only one who has been killed/incapacitated by actual mission hazards, right? That is very bad.))

((Nope. Erik, the Happy Cyborg, killed your first char, destroyed Cockroach Man a.k.a. Victor, loped off my leg, poisoned Ivan with alien filth. He also mindraped Zoidberg. So there, so far Erik holds the record in "fucking with the team".))

[SeriousConcentrate]

(Actually, I was killed by a mission hazard, but I would have only lost my lower body. Ivan obliterated my torso long after the fact, so he got dubbed 'teamkiller.' ^^^)

[piecewise]

Things they called pseudo-life, seemingly self sustaining energy condensates and matter interactions which act like matter themselves. Weird.

The last handful of entries talks about how they are attempting to interrupt the data in some sort of meaningful way, a way that human senses can comprehend.

((Looks like we're getting more powerful power generators soon. Also, did you mean 'interpret the data' instead of 'interrupt ...'? Sorry for burdening your brain even more, but it might or might not be very important.))

Yeah. My damn spellcheck program has this terrible habit of autocorrecting things into other things.

Charro glanced at the countless papers strewn about the place.
"Er. That would probably take hours, and what's to say they aren't just a longer version of whatever's in that datapad? You want them, they're all yours."
>Wait around by the door, keeping an eye on the hallway. And my teammates.

"We still have what, four floors left to go? Don't you guys, er, think we should get moving?"

You walk to the doorway and lean on the doorframe, rifle at the ready. You sweep the barrel back and forth across the corridor occasionally, despite the silence.

(IronyOwl: considering the RTD we're in, I'd say there's a good chance SC is right.)

Cut open the door.  If that doesn't work, enlist the help of Feyri's shoulder.

[aux:3+1+1] You drag your torch down the seem between the doors, cutting through the bit of metal wedged between the doorhandles. [strength:5-1] You press your shoulder to one door and start pushing, slowly shoving whatever is behind the door out of the way, until it's open just barely enough for you to squeeze through. You peek in and see jim, completely covered in gore, sitting on a bed with the clever in one hand and a datapad in the other. He doesn't move.

"Yeah, your probably right. Let's check the Project Lead's quarters first though. Might have some info."

Bishop left through the door, he gave the datapad to Charro for him to have a look as he walked to the next quarters.

"The datapad I found is really interesting. Have a look."

Investigate the Project Lead's quarters.

You hand the datapad to charro before heading farther down the hall to the project lead's quarters. The door is already wide open and you head inside. The room is rather bare, just a bookshelf, bed, and a computer on a desk. The computer is on. It's clear someone has gone through this room before you, thrown back the bed covers, pulled a few books from the shelf, opened the desk drawers and the like. 

(QUICKEDIT: Wait, I just realized. Both missions I've died on Feyri's been there. >.> SHE'S BAD LUCK FOR MEH ;___;)

((I roll my eyes and displace it as coincidence.

 

Coinciden-...

Oh hey! The door was open all along!))

((Oh dear. Nobody explained to you what a yandere was, did they? ))

((ಠ_ಠ))

ಠ_ಠ

ಠ_ಠ

ಠ_ಠ

((GM: What do we know, exactly?))

Edit: ((Nobody answered if I still had that extra battery and that blue pill from my last post-link.))

Go to the Project Lead's Quarters and document any information that could be useful in our mission if the door is openable.

If not, aid the rest in their search.

"So...about those zombies. Mode of transmission?"

(What do you know? You're probably better off asking your friends since I'll only tell you what you guys know for sure, which isn't much)
(You have them.)
You follow Bishop to the project lead's quarters. The door is already wide open and you head inside. The room is rather bare, just a bookshelf, bed, and a computer on a desk. The computer is on. It's clear someone has gone through this room before you, thrown back the bed covers, pulled a few books from the shelf, opened the desk drawers and the like.

(Actually, I was killed by a mission hazard, but I would have only lost my lower body. Ivan obliterated my torso long after the fact, so he got dubbed 'teamkiller.' ^^^)

Silly people, other players ARE mission hazards