Talk about a weird ending where these things could be reasoned with because of love.
"Careful with that kind of talk, it could get you killed...again, and again, and again." The doc still makes no move towards the machine.
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That guy seems to be on the side of the nunnlifs "Typical liberal illogic, protest mightily about ethics, then embrace the very program you protested against when it benefits you. You're like the Greenpeace advocate that drives home with a gas engine burning the petrol from EvOil. I won't take your bait." Wilkens continues to enjoy his cigar and drink and makes no move back towards the machine. "Mark my words though, the creatures will pick you off one by one under the guise of peace and science."
Doc stares jaw dropped at the hidden poet inside the huge man. "Hells, if he is a creature and they can make Haggis sound appealing then maybe this planet is better off with them. At the least, then the meek wouldn't inherit the earth, f*&%#@k wallflowers."
Wilkens is surprised at the offer of the cigar, but gladly accepts. After relaxing a moment with the brandy and smoke to clear his thoughts, Doc hatches a new plan to ferret out the creatures. "Quick, Robert, explain the appeal of Haggis?" With a soft chuckle and an elbow to Duke Leto's ribs, "No creature could ever explain that."
...before the Honorary Doctor goes crazy and decides to pull a reverse Frankenstein." "You bird brain, that's what the creatures are going to do to us! You research types are always postulating theorems and formulating equations, you got science for any occasion." The doctor abandons his post at the fry machine and gladly accepts a glass from Duke Leto. "Thank you, good sir, Brandy always hits the spot and it should help the weaker among us to work up some liquid courage and make the hard choices."
are you just going to randomly accuse each of us in turn with some another flimsy excuse? "Yes, yes I am. Speaking of which, it's good to see some backbone from a few of you, but still nothing substantial from the Robert fellow, step on up old man."
"I've seen you people work, slow as molasses and your conclusions are just as clear as molasses. Molasses I say! Dumb luck will carry us through and nothing else. Although all this chatter did stir up an idea, here we are expressing our views and interacting like normal folks, yet a few of us stand silently and observe, exactly what a creature would do that was trying to learn our nuances. You quiet ones are the most likely suspects, Curtis, Elora and Robert, get in the queue." Doc pats the machine for emphasis.
...I would need to sit down and whip up a quick data model taking into consideration all the variables... "No you don't, there is only one way for us to kill the creatures. The longer we wait the more people will die horribly like Marco and the creatures will have the advantage. Only the creatures will suggest we don't jolt anyone, it's the only way they get out of here. Sorry folks, it's Russian roulette, and Cooper is next after Sven. Now bring that penguin lover over here." Wilkens looks around at the disgusted faces in the room. "See, this is why EvOil is a multibillion dollar company and your lot is crying for a larger minimum wage, you got no initiative. Now roll up your sleeves, we got some brains to fry."
"Don't try to fool us Jimmy, we've all seen the Philosopher Kings. You sneaky janitors eavesdrop on lectures and read the white boards at night while humbling walking the halls of academia invisible to the privileged students and professors in their ivory towers. Your kind embody all manners of wisdom and intelligence while maintaining an unobtrusive and nonchalant demeanor. No, you are certainly not in the clear."
...In my required genetics course... There's no reason we can't live together peaceably "So, you've studied genetics and you claim that you want us to live together peacefully after butchering Marco. That confirms it, you're the creature, someone hook him up to those electrodes and let's blast that tentacled monstrosity from this facility." Wilkens stands by the machine ready to throw the switch.
"Now everyone, don't panic, if I've learned anything from a long career in the oil industry, it's that complete incompetence and general stupidity are just minor roadblocks. Remember the Exxon Valdez disaster? See, half of you have blank faces and that company is still thriving. Sure, a few of us are going to die horribly, like Marco, but the rest of us are going to profit substantially from the sale of movie rights. Now, Cooper's plan is a good one, the ice seemed to keep this Thing frozen before we got here, so throw Marco's remains in cold storage and make room for a few others in there." Wilkens looks expectantly at the janitor.
The doctor meanders in at the rising commotion. He stands frozen for a moment at the sight of the body, then slowly walks around the carnage with the occasional "Mm hmm" or "I see, yes, yes" before turning and facing the assembled group with his hands clasped behind his back and a dour expression on his face. "It is clear to me, after examining the body, that this expedition should have sent you a real doctor. Sadly, my degree is honorary, a common thing for large donations to the university. As CDO of EvOil my role here was monitoring your exploration for reserves trapped under the ice. I'm afraid I'll be of little help in the triage department."
The General has been retired, Doctor Wilkens will take his place The point about in-game investigations is a good one, I played through half of the Weirwood game without knowing that you couldn't get information that way.
Smith... Smith... Smith... (Bueller... Bueller... Bueller...) Come on fan of history and unique stories, join our group in the role of Smith (or maybe Madman if he's wandered off again?)
ready to go whenever, hopefully Mac and Richardson are still with us
Yea, I finished the whole gameplay thread that first evening, I'll get first post up here about dinner time...
Doctor Wilkens, checking in...
come on Smith, join us
Thanks Cole, I believe we played together in Ryan's Skull and Shackles and Rise of the Rune Lords, glad we get another chance to adventure again.
I present Doctor Wilkens for your consideration. I'll probably change the last feat of Reward of Life to something else, I'll check it tomorrow and see if I missed anything obvious. The idea is for him to be a hands-on healer to fill the heal-bot role and not to focus on combat, he's an actual doctor. |