The big red citizen seems sufficiently disturbed by your behavior and he backs down. There is still plenty of complaining from the line, but no one looks like the have the balls to do anything about the situation.
Time to figure out how to deal with the bot.
<Horton's veins are bulging.>
"Well?"
"Yes, the Vend-o-bot, you heard the Team Leader! let's get to IT!"
"We need to get this bot inspected, cleaned, filled and buttoned up!"
"oops sorry team leader, didn't mean to step on your toes"
After taking his pills, Tim's smile seems relaxed and his eyes a little droopy.
"Woah... Horton is a great leader when he's happy."
Sets his box of Happy Shapey Chippies aside.
"I have some experience in bot maintenance and programming, Team Leader. Shall I test the bot and see how it's functioning?"
"Tim, those yellow pills mellow you out too much? Do you need more concentration to work on the Bot?"
<Horton draws his Laser.>
"Theaccesspanelseemstobejammed."
<It was bad enough with his dilated pupils and nervous scanning. Now one of Horton's eyeballs begins wandering. It's hard to tell which way he's looking.>
*Twitch*
<With the teeth grinding... forcing the words through the grit.>
"I_think_I'm_toooo_HAPPY."
"you seem to be concentrating and keeping on the mission though team leader"
"Tim, those yellow pills mellow you out too much? Do you need more concentration to work on the Bot?"
Tim stops staring at the hair on his knuckles for a bit.
"Hmm? Were they supposed to mellow me out? I think I'm good. These bots have delicate internal settings. Too much happy shouting could unbalance things."
Tim will help Horton with the access panel.
"Would it make the Recording Officer happy to record the entire procedure? Happiness is Mandatory"
To Tru: "Yeees?"
The crowd starts to get rowdy again.
"Let's move it. I want my lunch"
"Are you jerkoffs going to pick your asses all day or work on the vendobot?"
"What's the hold up?"
"I'm soooo hungry."
"What are those dumb f+#!s doing?"
"I'm so f!!+ing happy I could tear someone's head off!"
"Have you seen my pills?"
"Don't push arseface the line's not moving."
"Drink my shit."
Bob sets down his box of chips and begins scanning the vend-bot for treasonous code.
First you need to open up the front panel. Then you need to hook the PDC up to the terminal and use the code scanning software to scan for treasonous code. Unfortunately, it looks like you need a key of some kind to open the front panel.
Bob sets down his box of chips and begins scanning the vend-bot for treasonous code.
Loudly
"Remember Team, Happiness is Mandatory!"Louder
"Even if you fail the computer on a mission...Be Happy, as you will have another chance to serve the computer, even in failure, you will be useful to the computer!"Loud enough to be heard in the entire cafeteria
"Even in Death, when your body is minced into little bloody bits in the food vats, you will continue to be usefull to Alpha Complex!!! I'm sure our last clones are being eaten right now...perhaps by these very citizens in this very room!!!" "SO BE HAPPY!" "ALL HAIL THE COMPUTER"
Unfortunately, it looks like you need a key of some kind to open the front panel.
"Anyone know how to open this? We need to stock it, get away from the mob. Restock it before they get angry.", Bob says with an extremely worried grin.
"Happiness Officer, you're answer so vague. Are you trying to sabotage your own prescription for happiness? That would be so disloyal."
Tru smiles ear to ear.
GETS RIGHT UP IN TRU's FACE, EYES BULGING, VEINS POPPING OUT, FACE TURNING RED
"YOUR DUTY IS TO TAKE THE PILLS I SUBSCRIBE AS HAPPINESS OFFICER! IF YOU WANT I CAN ADMINISTER THE PILLS RECTALLY!! I DON'T CARE HOW YOU TAKE THEM, TAKE THEM! YOU HAVE 3 SECONDS TO COMPLY" Spit flies into the face of Tru as Boris is screaming
"3..2...1..."
The crowd didn't seem to react much. Other than shutting up for a minute or two.
Loudly
"Remember Team, Happiness is Mandatory!"Louder
"Even if you fail the computer on a mission...Be Happy, as you will have another chance to serve the computer, even in failure, you will be useful to the computer!"Loud enough to be heard in the entire cafeteria
"Even in Death, when your body is minced into little bloody bits in the food vats, you will continue to be usefull to Alpha Complex!!! I'm sure our last clones are being eaten right now...perhaps by these very citizens in this very room!!!" "SO BE HAPPY!" "ALL HAIL THE COMPUTER"
"How are we going to get this panel off, Team Leader? We weren't given a key. I suppose you could always shoot it off, as you mentioned. We need to hurry, and these people aren't looking happy. We can't be accused of making people unhappy, that could be considered treasonous."
GM:
Happy Shapey Chippies go for 1 credit a bag.
GM:
Logan holds up his recording device for the mob to see. "This is a recording device! If you don't want your treasonous behavior to be recorded for the sake of administering justice, then I suggest that you all get happy... NOW!" Logan scans the crowd with his camera.
"Boris, perhaps we could pacify the crowd a bit if you were to open your box and sell some bags of chippies? We can keep them happy and get about our business at the same time."
"Boris, perhaps we could pacify the crowd a bit if you were to open your box and sell some bags of chippies? We can keep them happy and get about our business at the same time."
points his PDC at TIM and begins recording
"What was that Tim?"
<Looking around for maintenance guys.>
"WHOJHASTHEF$*&INGKEYSTOTHISTHING?"
<Still has his gun out.>
You don't really see anyone who fits the profile of "maintenance guy" and nobody seems to be saying anything if they do have a key.
<Horton tries to Jimmy it open with his.... ummmm... Laser.>
points his PDC at TIM and begins recording
"What was that Tim?"
"What was what?"
<Horton tries to Jimmy it open with his.... ummmm... Laser.>
Horton:whispers
Horton: Well given your knowledge of bot ops, you realize that trying to pry it open with the barrel of your laser is a futile means of opening the front panel.
Suddenly a yellow citizen steps out of line and storms up to Boris. He sticks his finger right in front of Boris's face and starts shouting at him.
"Listen you f#&@ing clowns. I'm a yellow citizen. I have exams I need to administer to stupid red cadets. Exams that you idiots obviously must have failed. I don't intend to do it on an empty stomach. Now move the f#&@ out of the way, so I can buy my lunch!"
Spit flies into Boris's face as he speaks.
Boris
This is making you angry
Meanwhile you hear a red citizen in the line shout out:
"Are those the new Happy Shapey Chippies in those boxes? I've been so wanting to try those. It would make me so happy!"
Another person shouts
"Give me some Happy Shapey Chippies!"
Then another
"Yeah Happy Shapey Chippies."
Suddenly everyone in line is yelling
"HAPPY SHAPEY CHIPPIES, HAPPY SHAPEY CHIPPIES, HAPPY SHAPEY CHIPPIES!"
They are all eyeing you boxes wolfishly.
Citizen Tim- I notice that your name still indicates you are on your first clone. Inaccurate nomenclature is treasonous. I trust it will be corrected ASAP
Citizen Tru- I notice that you continue to use inaccurate Alphacomplex nomenclature. Should this continue your clone may be subject to termination. I trust it will be corrected ASAP
Citizen Boris- It makes me happy to see that your name includes both your correct clone number and your MBD. I wish that all troubleshooters were as meticulous about nomenclature as you are. That would make me very happy. For setting such a good example you have earned a 100 credit commendation bonus.
<Horton tries to Jimmy it open with his.... ummmm... Laser.>
*ZOLT*
<After lasing the vendebot access panel Horton turns his gun on the crowd.>
"Internal Security. Horton-R-TPK-3. Let'snothaveanynonsensecitizensthesemenhaveworktodo."
<Enough tooth grinding that I'm sure everyone knows they are on borrowed time.>
I wish that all troubleshooters were as meticulous about nomenclature as you are. That would make me very happy. For setting such a good example you have earned a 100 credit commendation bonus.
"Listen you f&##ing clowns. I'm a yellow citizen. I have exams I need to administer to stupid red cadets. Exams that you idiots obviously must have failed. I don't intend to do it on an empty stomach. Now move the f&## out of the way, so I can buy my lunch!"
Spit flies into Boris's face as he speaks.
Boris
"RECORDING OFFICER! RECORD THIS YELLOW CITIZEN'S PROTEST ON THE OFFICIAL RECORD, HE FEELS HE DESERVES TO EAT WHILE WE'RE ON A MISSION FOR OUR FRIEND THE COMPUTER"
"MAY I GET YOUR NAME FOR THE OFFICIAL RECORD CITIZEN, WE WOULDN'T WANT YOUR COMPLAINT TO THE COMPUTER ABOUT HIS TROUBLESHOOTER TEAM TO NOT BE FILED CORRECTLY!, ACTUALLY PLEASE SEE OUR TEAM LEADER ABOUT THIS MATTER! I NEED TO ADMINISTER MYSELF A HAPPY PILL, YOU HAVE HARSHED MY MELLOW" pops a blue pill to calm down...pops another blue pill to try to calm down... He then points to man wielding the laser psychopathically
ACTUALLY PLEASE SEE OUR TEAM LEADER ABOUT THIS MATTER! ...
<Grins, grinding his teeth. Foaming slightly at the mouth from the massive methamphetamine surge.>
"Yesssss?"
I wish that all troubleshooters were as meticulous about nomenclature as you are. That would make me very happy. For setting such a good example you have earned a 100 credit commendation bonus.
Horton blows a hole in the access panel to the vendobot.
The vendobot suddenly starts to yell.
"WARNING, DO NOT ALTERNATIVE MEANS TO OPEN ACCESS PANEL. YOU MAY DAMAGE MY DELICATE CIRCUITRY AND PREVENT ME FROM BEING ABLE TO SERVE ALPHA COMPLEX. WARNING"
At the same time the Horton puts a couple of fingers in the hole and yanks open the access panel, revealing the circuitry behind it.
The people in line continue to yell for Happy Shapey Chippies.
"If you must know, My name is Willy-Y-TPK 5, and I doubt that your mission to break vendobots is as important as my duty to administer exams. Therefore, I should have priority."
He then raises his PDC.
"Computer. This is Willy-Y-TPK 5 stationed at the Dev Y institute. Have you authorized a team of red troubleshooters to damage the vendobots in the institute?"
as the meds kick in, a smile crosses his face
"Citizens, We know you PEOPLE to RUSH the VENDOBOT, and TAKE all the HAPPY SHAPEY CHIPS!"
"That is exactly what the Commies want, they want you to RUSH the VENDOBOT and TAKE all the HAPPY SHAPEY CHIPS"
"The Commies wouldn't care if you HURT citizens of HIGHER clearance...that's what commies WANT"
"So please Wait another hour or two while we finish our job for the Computer"
"Citizens, We know you people want to rush the vendobot, and take all the HAPPY SHAPEY CHIPS!"
"That is exactly what the Commies want, they want you to rush the vendobot, and take all the HAPPY SHAPEY CHIPS"
"The Commies wouldn't care if you hurt citizens of higher clearance...that's what commies want"
"So please Wait another hour or two while we finish our job for the Computer"
<Horton restocks Happy Shapey Chippies from his box.>
"Computer. This is Willy-Y-TPK 5 stationed at the Dev Y institute. Have you authorized a team of red troubleshooters to damage the vendobots in the institute?"
<As he works. Imitating the yellow citizen, just a little faster.>
"Haveyouauthorizedateamofredtroubleshooterstodamagethevendobots. Mehmehmehmehmemhemhemhemhemhemeh. I'mayellowcitizen. Mehmehmehmehmeh."
You have to push a button that causes the entire face of vendobot to slide forward about 2 feet. Then you have to climb inside of it to restock any food. The face of the vendobot is about 10m long, so essentially when you push the button then entire wall suddenly slides forward 2 feet, except for in front of the access panel where Horton is currently stationed.
Horton pushes the button. The wall comes forward very fast and slams into the backs of Boris, Tim and Logan! Bob and Tru are lucky, as they are just standing far enough forward that they don't get hit. It doesn't do any really damage, but it does cause Boris to crash into the Willy-Y-TPK 5 and both of them fall to the floor.
It also hits Horton's box of chips hard, which is sitting beside him, and it sends the box sliding across the floor. It stops in front of the hungry line. Most of them eye the box greedily and a couple look like them might tear it open at any second.
<Horton waves his gun at the crowd and moves toward the chips. Picks them up and climbs into the machine.>
*Twitch, twitch*
The box doesn't fit into the machine, so you really need one person to pass you chips from the box, while you stock them.
<Horton leaps in>
"Passmethef~$~ingchipsyouslackjawedcommietraitors.!"
GMEYESONLY
Horton