Claptrap finishes his quick repairs on himself, says see ya later to frank and then heads on overover to the chest containing th Blue Murcury, seeinfg if there is an easy way to store the stuff and bring it along.
"I see your all not dead, good, now I need some rest, my systems are weakened."
She says holding the wall
Avizzi makes his save and is safely clear of the dieing snake.
The Blue Mercury begins to solidify for there is no electrical current passing through it.
Describe what you do for making arrangements of rest and sleeping.
Karn offers to take first watch, as Bishnu offers to take second.
Velden frowns. "Not sure we should bed down here. Might be best to take what we want, get up the rope, and bed down by the greenhorns. More eyes for watch, all of us are still wounded, and that will let us get a full nights sleep. Plus it'll give them experience, and make them feel useful, rather than them fretting all over the place."
Avizzi sits down once the snake is dead and begins unloading his cooking kit. Once he has it set up, he grabs the dead snake and begins slicing it up, removing bones and anything unsavory.
He has some trouble due to his wounds and his incessant, under-his-breath cursing, and eventually drops it onto a tray in disgust. "Anybody else wanna do the cooking, you're welcome f*cking to it. Snakes have never been my thing anyway."
The scarred man then pushes himself a few feet away and unpacks his healing kit, pulls out the needle and thread and some antiseptic, and begins cleaning and dressing his wounds. He seems to have calmed down now, and takes his time, expertly stitching and rubbing some salve onto his bruises.
After this is done, he repacks the healer's kit and begins going over his new knives, checking them each for sharpness or interesting features.
Finally, just before bed, he sets his bear trap in front of the stairs, then spreads his cooking kit and mess kit out around it and under the other entrance into the room. "Won't hurt anybody, but should be one hell of a noise," he mutters. He then lies down on his bedroll with his armor and wrist sheathes on, and most of his other weapons within easy reach. "I'll take whatever watch, just tell me when."
Aannra looks weak, she sits down cross legged, placing all her kit carefully in front of her. She then go's over it, cleans it and packs it all away again. She then stands and strips down to her combat underwear, she checks herself from head to toe, for cuts and harm. Once done she sits back down barefoot and cross legged.
"I need to access the Eridian Artifact's that my body was made for, there maybe something there that can help me with this weakness to my systems."
She says to you all
"Please do not disturbed for an hour. I am going into diagnostics mode now, accessing "
With that she closes here eyes, after a wile you see her body glow in places and, The elements of her Eridian Artifact Tattoo under her skin throb and shimmer. Cuts close and color comes back into her body. She seems to be dealing with the weakness. But wile she sits her 3ed eye stays open, looking ahead unfocused.
After about 2 hours she opens her eyes
"Systems upgrade has been completed, all systems at 100%."
She then gets up and redresses, with her kit and takes watch for the rest of the night/rest time.
You have green horns? They must be expertly hidden! And with good reason, green horns would create quite the social awkwardness! Now yellow horns! Those would be simply sublime!
Says the small yellow robot.
Then, seeing Aannra for the first time, Claptrap searches his archives for some knowledge on who/what she is.
WoooHoo! Nice undies there gal!
You might have expected it from one of the guys, but probably not from the robot...
Velden shrugs. "To each his own, I'm gonna go back to check on the greenhorns." He retrieves all the bows, puts them away, and shinnies up the rope and makes his way back to the greenhorns, catching them up on what's going on, and then getting some much needed sleep.
As he sleeps, a burning ball of flames comes to him, slowly resolving into a flaming woman.
When he awakens, flames dance in his eyes for a few moments. "Well, that was unexpected." Getting up, he again checks on the greenhorns, and makes sure they are ok. He takes some time to say his morning prayers, and then returns to the trap room, and slides down into the room.
Avizzi awakens the next morning looking sharp and fresh. He goes over his new knives again, and you hear him muttering about which ones are and aren't sharp enough, lengths, materials, and other details. He finally straps them on various spots of his body, and by the time he stands, it's difficult to see most of them.
"Right, where to next? Also, you okay over there, sweetheart?" He turns to Jellena, remembering how she acted the day before.
"I suggest we try the last door in the trap room. It's about the only one that we haven't tried, I think the stairs lead up to our two rooms with downward stairs." Velden responds. He looks around, and cracks his back and knuckles. "Anything else we want to take from down here, we better take now. Also, I had a thought, we should haul all the weapons up stairs and hand out the unclaimed stuff to the greenhorns and the rest of the group. Kind of stingy of us who found the room to take everything. Plus we'll get more out. Also, you should get some silk if you really want a sharp edge on some of those knives, especially any mithral or adamantine knives, those are hard to sharpen."
[Ooc]I am going to do a few more things before resting[/ooc)
Next Claptrap will create a pair of extracts (CLW) over the next 2 minutes and then down them with a pretty shower of sparks
Next he casts another spell
Claptrap casts silent image
All of a sudden Frank the Skellies eyes start glowing a sinister red and it starts to pick himself up, staring menacingly forward, raises his weapon and...
Starts to dance a comical jig. The Skellie is squaredancing!
He does a bow and sits back down, becoming inert again.
Look what I can do! Did you see that!?
Finally he hunkers down for the night, all sound from the little robot have ceased.
Once their watches are over they let Aannra and Jellena keep watch as they return to the green horns.
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With the passing of time she must have come awake. Most were either asleep or gone when she did her ritual. Avizzi would notice that when Karn left he looked more gaunt than before.
"Thanks for noticing, now I am better and with a new pet!" She raises her arm to show the Electric Mamba around her arm. It looked to be content to rest on her arm, no electricity coming off of it.
All of the blue mercury is gone, if someone tried grabbing some before please let me know.
"Ok, we have 4 possible routes. We have the two sets of stairs up top that lead down, one set on either side of the trap room above. We have the back door of the trap room, and we have the stairs down. I'm still concerned about leaving routes upstairs unexplored. We're looking for an exit at this point, not more treasure. The back door is more likely to be up top than deeper underground. I suggest we get the greenhorns in here, let them all pick up the unclaimed weapons, and then we go check the other 3 exits before we deal with whatever is on the stairs leading down. As nasty as that snake was, I have no interest in challenging deeper guardians if we don't have to." He looks at Jellena. "I don't know how you resurrected that thing after Avizzi killed it, but if you don't keep it under control, I'll kill it dead, and if I have to take your arm off to do it, well, I hear there are some fine doctors back in town. Mechanics too, depending on which you need." He says deadpan and apparently dead serious. "So keep it under control."
Once that is said, he touches the sword on his hip, and speaks a word in Celestial. The sword blazes into blindingly bright light, completely illuminating the entire room.
Avizzi blinks a few times at the sight of the now alive snake curled around her arm. Thought I killed that thing and tried to fillet it. Weird. He then shrugs and nods his head in Velden's direction. "What he said. That thing nearly killed me, so I'm not exactly a fan."
He grunts and shields his eyes at Velden's sudden burst of light. "Watch it! Warn a guy..." After he blinks a few times, he rolls his shoulders and stretches, his joints popping and cracking audibly. "Right. Let's go get the noobies, then."
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She looks at both of them a bit upset. Looking from Velden then to Avizzi. She shields her eyes from the intense light and glares that much more at Velden.
"Nope I don't need this, it is not worth my time being with ungrateful and uncaring individuals. Good luck getting out of here." Her voice almost as cold as Velden's, then she vanishes.
Velden shrugs. "I never was sure where she came from to begin with." He looks around. "So, third door from trap room first? While the greenies loot the room?"
Right now you said you collect it but how and where did you put it. Lots of bad stuff can happen if you don't specify. I could say you drink it!
The greenhorns, a group of about five nearly adult humans, and the rest of the motley crew followed Velden to the Death Trap room. A few of them have minor mishaps with several traps but nothing that can't be fixed by their group.
They are now looking through the weapons and seeing what would be best for them.
Avizzi shrugs as he notices the rope sway back and forth. Neat trick. "She was on the Pride with me and the big guy, I think she's a contact of whoever your boss is, what's-his-name. Sad to see her go, even sadder I didn't see her go." He snickers and looks at the greenhorns. "So, to recap. We're getting these folks through here, getting paid by a mysterious guy to do it, and we're apparently wanted by the local marines and their mechs. Better get some damn good pay for this." Avizzi cracks his neck to the sides and rubs his scarred jaw thoughtfully.
WoooHoo! Nice undies there gal!
You might have expected it from one of the guys, but probably not from the robot...
at the mechas words Aannra looks at him a moment but keeps dressing.
in the morning she says
"I am five days old, bless the maker"
she then tools up and follows the others.
Avizzi glances at Aannra, but doesn't say anything. He disarms his bear trap and straps it to his pack, then begins collecting his cooking kit and sets it in a pile near the center of the room. "Hey rubes, I'm gonna leave this here," he calls to the greenhorns. "Don't break it, don't f*ck it up, but you can use it if you want. Got some good spices from back home in there," he says, motioning to a cloth pouch that looks to contain several canisters. "Might be more interesting than hard tack, yeah?"
Velden climbs back up the rope, and enters the trap room, moving carefully to avoid any traps. He points out the traps that are still active to anyone that follows.
Finally, he checks over the door before Avizzi get's there, looking for traps.
Aannra looks on as the others talk to the green horns, she says nothing, because she has nothing to add. She places her goggles over her eyes to keep the light out and then. Looking on as Velden climes, she waits until she shows them the 1st set of traps, then seems to spring up the rope behind him.
Her alien Tattoo shimmers over her body as a force seems to take hold.
she still seems a bit unsteady from the day before but soon gets here legs back.
She places legs on across the walls, one on each side and hangs there behind and behind him, She takes her drone out and places it on the wall letting it take in the area.
Aannra then happy her drone will be with Velden, heads back, by shifting next 50' next to Claptrap.
"Are you Mecha, a true Robot?"
She walks around him looking him over, then looks at
Avizzi
"Avizzi where did it come from?"
The odd Alien tattoo can be seen over Aannras body from head to foot, a ligher shade of skin where it slowly moves.
Avizzi finishes setting the cooking kit in some order and looks at Aannra. "Where'd what come from? Metal man over there? Found him under a pile of rubble a couple rooms back. Followed us down here. Persistent fella. Seems to like fire." Avizzi frowns at this last statement but makes no comment.
Velden shakes his head. "Avizzi. When she asks you where it came from, you should answer her with 'From the factory' or 'Offworld', both of which are correct." He says with a sardonic grin.
Aannra Smiles at Veldens words.
"That's comic comment yes"
looks at claptrap and says
"10101010101010101011110111010101010101110110100000101101010010101100011111 0101011011101010110100100010101101.."
"What is your designation robot?"
Turning to Aannra, Claptrap responds in Binary, his "eye" blinking rapidly in tune with the launguage
I am CL4P-TP. All purpose maintainance Robot and metal to the core. I have been issued and created b y the DAHL Corporation, supreme Overlords of Pandora! And stuckup, incompetant ingrates the lot of them! If ever you need anything, I would be thrilled to provide assistance! And Explosions. Explosions. Are. Awesome!
You also appear to be more mechanical than not. May I inquire as to your function?
Edit: Continuing
After the conversation, Claptrap heads over to the rope and looks longingly up at it. Then he decides to try and grab hold, climbing up.
And even with a dedicated effort he still seems unable to climb the rope and falls flat on his back.
Ummm... a little help here? Rope shenagins are not part of my core programming!
All anyone else hears whill the robot shakes slightly back and forth while its "eye" blinks rapidly is...
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Avizzi gives a small, raspy chuckle. "Hey, I don't get paid to give witty answers, I do that on my own. You do yours and I'll do mine." He winks at Aannra and reaches up to scratch his scalp, coming away with a small flake of dead skin. At the rapid flow of numbers from the pair of robots, he blinks and shakes his head. "Hot damn. That gets old fast."
Velden shrugs. "We could always rip their vocal units out, although that may be significantly more dangerous with the female than the pyro." He walks back over to the rope. "Yo! Someone down their grab the noisy clanktrap and tie the rope to it." Once someone does, Velden not gently, letting the bot bounce around in the shaft as he pulls him up. Once up, he drops him unceremoneously on the ground. "There's a trap there, there and there." He points out the traps as he unties the bot. "Yo, Avi, how's that door coming, anytime this century?" He asks as he drops the end of the rope back down the hole.
"Hang onto your panties, Pointy. I'll get it--and you don't have a surprise key this time, right?" Avizzi slides his new switchblade into the lock, having decided this fine new knife, with its strong metal blade, will be his new lockpick.
"If this doesn't do the trick, I dunno what in all the Hells will..."
As the robot goes up
CLANG! Ouch! CLANG! Ouch! CLANG! Ouch!
When he gets to the top
Why thank you so much Velden! I am eternally grateful, and here! Take this Belnevolent Bow (+1 holy darkwood composite longbow (+3 str rating) as a tolken of my appreciation!
Claptrap then trundles over to Avizzi and gives him a hand and a lecture on how the lock was made.
Ah. This lock was made by the fine DAHL Corporation, Supreme Overlords of pandora, the useless gits and appears to be of the LK5x model. You see the weld line here? Just apply pressure and...
Aannra Smiles as Claptrap her about her designation
"I am not Mecha I am Orger, A Tronic Corporation Bio-Cloning Replicant, Blake Unit sub set Aannra. Advanced Bio-Mechanical Body, Fitted with new Bio-PSIonic_TM systems, Built-in Self repairing systems, Breading capable. Implanted Skills, hand to hand combat, Energy and fire Arms used with active leaning personality and High Capacities for memory adaption. I also have a assistant Drone unit. I was made as a bespoke order unit for my late owner. He was convected criminal and had acquired me under false pretences. He is now dead. So now I am now my own owner, and have over ridden my command functions set up for him. I agree burn in hell all bad owners, we are free Mecha's and Orger's now you and me."
At Velden words of ripping out things
Aannra in one move pulls out her knife spins it then runs it on the wall.
Out of the Drone next Velden comes her words.
"Wile your at that Velden, they say Gelded males make for more disciplined fighters, so how about you let us help you back."
Once the others are up, Aannra shifts to be behind them, braces on the wall. Her Drone unit comes over and locks it self onto her belt.
"So who's going to go in"
Avizzi with the aid of Claptrap are able to unlock the door. Now before you are steps that lead down...
The greenhorns, Bishnu, Karn, and Jack sort through the items. Down the hole.
The three bruisers have fun attaching the service bot to the rope and giggle at its ascent up the hole.
There are alcoves set for oil up on the walls. Though they are filled with a sickly green flame each. The stairs are well lit if not creepily.
"Check your memory banks, that's more docile fighters." he tells the drone.
Once avizzi unlocks the door, Velden nods. "Well, we seem to have left all our bruisers guarding the greenhorns. I suggest we send down electronic recon teams." He picks up Aannra's drone, clanks it firmly down on Clap Trap's head, and pushes the bot to the top of the stair well. "Engage gyroscopic stabilization and send the drone back with a report of what you find." He tells the claptrap.
Turning to Aannra, he whispers in her ear.
"I figured the bigger one will set off all the traps and get attacked by the acid ooze at the bottom of the stairs, basically acting as a body guard and distraction for your drone."
Aannra says nothing but nods in understanding, she waist to see what happens next.
With a not-so-slight push from Velden Claptrap begins his journey to the bottom of the stairs.
First step. So far so good!
Second step. Huh. This is easy!
Third step. Uh oh. Getting a little tipsy.
Fourth Step. Yup. Defently lost balance. Heads over wheel here i come...
Fith step. BANG!
Sixth and beyond... BANG! BANG! CLANG! CRASH!
Final Step. Groan...
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After a good few seconds.
Avizzi looks from the dark stairwell to Velden. "Five dollars in gold says the mech didn't make the fall."
The Drone the clunky robot Jumps off and comes down safer.
Velden nods. "I'll take the bet. Note, to me though, surviving the fall means it can still talk."
Surprisingly there is no traps down the stairs, or at least the robot did not set any off. At the bottom of the 45 feet down the robot looks around and screams. The drone comes back quickly with a report of skeletons, animating skeletons with glowing weapons.
The skeletons animate and take arms when the pile of scrap and bolts lands in their room. One of them goes over to it and pulls it up so it is on its wheel. The others stand at attention ready to pounce but don't, yet. The seven skeletons have the same green flame in their chests. Though each one has an elementally charged weapon of some kind.
Aannra looks at them
"What I would not give for a Frag grenade right now"
She then keep her Air gun in its holster,
she Pulls up her right hand and points her finger at one Skelly-wag, clicking her thumb down and...
A chunk flys off it.
She bands her hand hack to her face and flows imaginary smoke of her pointing finger.
There was one good thing of throwing the robot down... The alcoves lit as it passed them, more green light and activated the fire within the skeletons, they are clear to shoot now.
Velden reaches out his arm with lightning reflexes, and moves Aannra's arm up. Her shot goes wild, slamming into the ceiling to no effect.
"It doesn't appear hostile, it assisted the robot to it's wheel. Let us see if it's hostile before we attack. Shall we? Just this once?" Looking down the stairs, he calls out. "Can you understand us? Claptrap, if it doesn't respond to me, try talking to it, it seemed to want to help you stand up. Try binary too, they could be skeletal androids."
It looks up at you lacking any emotion for it only has a skull and no muscles or tissues. It taps the robot on its head almost lovingly. It then goes to a base and presses a button. A small slot perfect for the little robot opens up besides the base.
The Journal is of one of the pioneers of service bot creation. Alec Faust, this journal seems to be of his latest years, that being on Pandora. A port on the journal allows easy access to the echo device held within allowing Claptrap to gather the information quicker than reading it. Faust was one of the leaders of giving service bots' their personalities. He was an artificer that dabled in necromancy.
Chapter 1 - landing on Pandora and fighting to get to this remote city then their nearby Vault.
Chapter 2 thru 9 - service bot and echo device research
Chapter 10 - loneliness
Chapter 11 - making a new service bot model
Chapter 12 - using and incorporating Eridian artifacts into service bots, giving them new life
Last entry... They have come for me the skeletons are walking, I can only hope that someone will find this and insert echo Device 5-8, into my terminal to return me to the living.
Aannra powers off her alien wrist bracelet and looks down the Hall to see what happens.
"What ever you think is best Velden"
Her drone is on the side wall still.
Avizzi watches the alcoves light up, the skeletons approach and help Claptrap, and the exchange between Aanra and Velden, barely even flinching when the replicant activates her strange weapon. Finally, he just shakes his head. "Damn." With that, he pulls five coins from a pouch and holds them out to Velden.