"Charles, you are in next. Cover Get while he finds ilumination."
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"No key was issued, so we must not need one." Doc is very sure that if they needed a key, the Computer would have provided one. "Try opening the first one and we will see what we see."
Ok, we lost some people and I am waiting to see how Computer wants to handle that.
I think we may be it.
Doc growls at Get in frustration, never losing the big fecal matter consuming smile he had practiced for so long."Friend Computer said you would interface with friend scrub-bot, and you will. But, friend computer did not say that we should put friend scrub-bot in danger of scuffing his shiny chrome handle if it is not necessary to the mission at hand." Doc pulls his laser pistol and suddenly looks for all the world like a bad Italian James Bond ripoff. "Now let's get in there and vape some vermin."
"Get will enter first. Then, Dudley, as he must record everything and communicate back to us what is going on; None, in case their are explosives that must be handled; Charles, because he has the rifle; and then the scrub-bot. The rest of us will make sure no vile mutants or commies try to ambush us from behind. We have already dealt with one traitor, let us avoid being caught by surprise again."
Doc stoically waits for the elevator to get where it is going.
Doc inwardly shudders at the idea of yet another song. "Is it one we can sing on the elevator? Or one about getting everyone on the elevator? Or one about how benevolent Computer is for giving us elevators?" He hoped it wasn't the last one.
Boiler plate message. Due to the statistical certainty that at least one person in any of my games is celebrating some kind of Christmas thing... Merry Christmas. I will be taking part in the long standing Jewish tradition of Chinese food and a bad horror film if anybody needs a suggestion on what to do. This years bad horror film, "Killer Clowns From Outer Space". A classic.
Doc rushes towards the elevator and checks the lighting to make sure it is red.
Doc quickly pulls himself off the ground, thankfully he is currently without a hygiene officer for a little bit so he has enough time to dust off his uniform. "Let this be a lesson, treason is everywhere. We must be ever vigilant. Now, let us hurry so as to make up for the time this traitor cost us." Doc will start moving towards the closest elevator to the level they need and continue to encourage the rest of the team to move along with.
Doc drops and rolls out of the way, seeing Corn pull the pin on a grenade he waits for the inevitable explosion wherever it may land. Two heartbeats, three at the most, motion building... Counting down till the light show.
As Get warns None against touching his friend again, Doc clears his throat and hands Get a laser barrel. He continues handing out laser barrels till everyone except Charles has one. To Charles a shiny new laser rifle with two new barrels is handed. Katlin is handed a 275 page binder with inventory codes and a floor waxer, with a giant drum of wax. Dudley receives two multicorders for inventory purposes. Get and Redy are both handed vacuums. Then Doc passes out enough gloves and goggles, mops, buckets, and bleach for all and smiles. "We must hurry to the storage units to do our duty and clear them for friend computer."
Doc watches as each member of the team files in, smiling the whole time as he notes the timeliness of his charges.
"I am happy to have you with us None, I will make sure all explosives are with you. Get, that is a great Idea, you will be the first to enter any of the storage units to make sure they are clear before we move on to the next one." Doc stops for a second to listen to Corn call attention to None's fingers while looking down at his PDC. He quickly looks around to make sure no one is looking at his screen and then remembers what they are supposed to be doing."None, please clean your fingers per regulations as we make our way to Equipment assignment."
"Dudley is right, we must not forget the coffee drink. Charles, I only want each person to be happy, happiness comes from knowing how best to serve Friend Computer, Happiness is mandatory... are you not happy?" Doc takes a quick swig of a full cup of coffee-type drink and makes a show of smiling as it hits his stomach. Face turning red and tears of "Joy" welling in his eyes. "Get..." Doc coughs as the coffee-style drink fills his stomach. "Oh that is good... Get, the position Katlin holds is a single position responsible for all things equipment, it is by the book the way the Computer has designed it. Would you damage something Computer has made just so you can take some? That sounds selfish, I do hope you are not selfishly destroying Computer's property." Not for the sixteenth time this hour does Doc wish he had a barrel on his laser so he could deal with these others and hope the next batch of clones are more compliant. "Is this not the best coffee-type drink you have ever tasted friend Get?" A true smile forms on Doc's chiseled face.
"Right, we must move, move, move. I am Team Lead, Trap is Happiness Officer, Katlin is Bots/Weapons/Vehicles/Sundry Equipment Repair and Maintenance Officer, Charles you are Loyalty Officer, Corn congratulations citizen you are Hygiene Officer, Dudley you handle Communications and Recording Officer..." Doc has a puzzled look on his face as he rushes down the hall shouting positions to the others and guiding them with his PDC. "Friend Computer, I have run out of positions on the team and have more troubleshooters... Is there any positions available that I can assign or are they without position?"
More than happy to drop perversity. Perversity is at red clearance citizen, perversity points being marked in red. Friend computer suggests we do not need it, so we do not need it, friend computer is always right.
You have perversity points. They can be spent in any amount to effect any roll as a modifier either way. + to help - to hinder.
Really easy, announce skill check, everyone shouts out perversity expenditure for or against, roll d20, gm adds everything up with your super secret secret skill numbers and then tells you what happened.
Yep, it's why I pointed it out. Not sure everyone's familiarity with the system. No worries mate.
You get barrels at requisition, it's what the ticket is for.
Doc realizes whats going on and joins in the singalong in lock step with the others. "We must really get along,
Hoping Trap will get the hint and end the singalong, Doc quickly runs his hands through his other hand down his suit to smooth some wrinkles while keeping his original salute.
Seeking to regain control of the situation, Doc shouts "HAIL THE COMPUTER!" and raises his hand in salute to the computer. Hoping against hope that his voice will carry enough to bring everyone to attention. If not, he could contact computer and have the treasonous non-saluting scum reported for their insubordination and disrespect to the computer.
Well, that took longer than I thought it would. None of us have non-treasonous barrels for our lasers, so this is going to get interesting.
Would still be NON, this smacks of treasonous sabotage.
Having been ordered by a green to drink, Doc takes a swig of the coffee and stands in front of the rest of the team. "Hello everyone, I am Doc-R-LUV-1 and I will be your team leader today. If you would all kindly stand up, give your name and service group, and then sit back down, I will assign proper positions to each of you and then we will make haste down to sub-basement Ala-Bma. Once there we will reopen six storage units, clear out whatever treasonous vermin we find their, and finally we will inventory what is in those containers and report our findings to computer. We will start with you." Doc will point to each member of the team in order.
I keep noticing, people forget to fill in their section letters. That bit that you have listed as none should be filled with a three letter designation, like how I have LUV in my name, or Dudley has LEF.
Doc takes a seat behind the rest of the group, moving just fast enough to avoid treasonous sloth charges. He runs his hand along his hair, checking everything is all right, you never know who's looking on. Doc reads over his dossier, and attempts to side eye the other's files without drawing attention to himself.
Doc smiles even brighter at Katlin as she speaks. "Oh yes fellow citizen, it is so easy to be happy under the benevolent watch of Computer. Every day is as perfect as the last." He returns her glinty eye stare with a boyish naive expression of pure good naturedness, although their is the constant feeling that he is cataloguing every observation in his head. Doc's gaze lingers on each citizen as they come in, silently probing each in turn for any treason. His splendid muscles ripple as he stands and waits to be given permission to step towards the green citizen in the room. Perfectly manicured features on full display as if he were ready to interview each of the troubleshooters for a puff piece on how wonderful it is to be a useful citizen of the Complex. Mentally he assesses the morale of each entrant, never too late to start performance reviews.
Same as it ever was, same as it ever was, same as it ever was.....
Doc wakes excited for the day, smiling even as he wakes from his sleep. Clean all Alpha Complex chin meets razor before the arms meet the same shaven fate. With all due haste he gets ready and heads off to his first meeting for the group, though finding it may be a bit interesting.
Well hello there fellow citizens. Aren't we all just the happiest today? |