"Ah. Sorry, I have to go to this one. Do you mind, I dunno, just remembering how the pieces were, or writing them down?"
Juniper leaves, and heads to Supply.
"Hm."
The librarian pushes a button underneath his desk, and the whole chess set flips upside down back inside of it. Satisfied, you head to Supply.
"You hear that? We're getting shipped out again."
save/end the simulation for now, and get to the supply area.
You reach over to where you remember the control panel being, and bring the simulation to a pause. You save your progress and make your way to Supply.
Get to supply for the mission briefing.
Goes to Supply for brifing
Close down the sim and get to Supply.
Head to the supply place for the mission knowledge and the murder opportunity.
Get to supply! Slightly drunkenly.
The rest of you rush over to Supply.
The supply area is a maze of wooden and steel crates, piles of raw materials, and conveyor belts going in every direction imaginable. The lot of you wander through the towering stacks of tools, materials, boxes, weapons, and other assorted items until you find a clearing in the center. Captain Dimbik leans on his cane, still as homely as ever, along with three other individuals. One is a hulking, shirtless, obscenely muscular man, almost seven feet tall, with tar-black skin and absolutely no hair to be seen anywhere on his body. The second is as fat as the first is tall, rotund and reminding you of a bowling ball which has grown arms and legs. He has a short cropped goatee, and an insufferable smirk on his face. The third is a dwarf of a man man dressed in brown, barely three and a half feet tall, with a gigantic head but the smallest face any of you have ever seen. It appears that someone tried to take all of his facial features and shove them as close to the center of his head as much as possible. He leans against a huge metal cube, about two feet long, tall, and wide.
"It's that time of day again, eh?" Dimbik spits a wad of phlegm on the ground beside him.
"This next mission is gonna be a tad more complicated than the last one, alright? But first, it seems that we have one too many people." He strokes his chin as if in thought.
"Jubair. Who do you think shouldn't go?"The gigantic muscular man scowls over the lot of you, with hard piercing eyes. Eventually, he sticks out his hand and points at Vladimir.
"Him. I do not like his countenance."Dimbik sucks in a breath through a hole in his teeth.
"Well, looks like it's sayonara Vladimir! Don't hit your head on the way out!"((And so the mighty random.org has spoken! Better luck next time Glass))
As Vladimir vanishes back into the towering crates and boxes, Dimbik turns to address you once more.
"Alright, let me first introduce a few people. This is Captain Jubair... The giant tilts his head slightly upwards.
This is Captain Sworbreck..." The fat man grins at the lot of you.
"And this is quartermaster South." The tiny man snorts in reply.
"Captains Jubair and Sworbreck are going to be directing the other teams being deployed on this mission. South here has what you're going to be taking along with you."South stands up and taps the metal cube.
"Your destination for the next mission will be the site of a TerraCo-Sunbreak Corporation research facility on planet Revian in sector Omega-G2. Your job will be to deliver the contents of this here box to the research station, meet up with Jubair's and Sworbreck's teams who will have their own boxes, and assemble the pieces of what's inside.
Now listen up, this is the important part. This box contains parts of an Antimatter Friction-Induction Bomb, while I'll be referring to as an AFIB for the rest of our talk here. The reason we can't send in a single, pre-constructed bomb is because if we did so, the slightest vibration would set it off and blow up everything in a ten-mile radius. We really only need two teams to show up to the build site, but we're sending in three to be safe.
Now, we are completely unable to get satellite imaging of the area where you'll be landing. TerraCo-Sunbreak has some sort of anti-imaging device or whatever that prevents us from being able to get a clear scan of the surface. So when we send you in, you'll only know two things: that you're to the south of the facility,
and that there will be one hell of a response from them. Expect heavy resistance at all times.
Once you deliver the AFIB parts and assemble the AFIB, you'll have to haul ass back to the shuttle within about a half-hour before everything in the whole area blows up in a gigantic thermonuclear explosion. You won't be able to come back here until the bomb is assembled and has gone off.
Any questions?"
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