Logan-R-RUN-3 steps on Wantru to get to the Vendobot's accessway. Once inside, where he hopes no one can see him, he cuts loose scratching where it itches. His left foot scratches the top of his right foot, while his left hand scratches his waistline, and his right hand goes for the gold in his buttcrack.
"Aaaah," Logan sighs with relief. He rubs his back against the vendobot, trying to reach that impossible spot between the shoulder blades.
Despite the chaos raging outside, Logan has found tranquility. Hmmm, he thinks, I'd bet that a commie spork would make a good back scratcher."
Sorry I had some issues with my internet the past day or two. Stupid Rogers.
Bob's laser blast tags the bastard charging him, and the guys goes down, screaming in pain as a hole is burned through his shoulder.
Logan hurries towards the cicuit panel of the vendobot, but Horton is already standing near it. He quickly moves to the side to let you use it to scratch your back.
Horton
The people in the cafeteria are really starting to go wild. A couple are trying to tear a table out of the floor. A few have moved up to the vendobot and are smashing on the glass plating. Several are bashing eachother with cafeteria plates and others busy tearing open bags of chips and trying to devour them.
Most of them aren't paying much attention to the troubleshooters.
"Just think we've only got 3 more of these bots to fill..." "Course we won't have any more chippies"
"People, people, people, just Calm down...there are enough chippies to go around...you just have to buy them like good capitalists...you are destroying the computer's faith in you...vendobots are our friends, they allow us to buy things from them, commies hate to buy things! Buy buy buy...capitalism works"
Wantru
Boris
My mistake on a previous post- Logan actually climbed into the vendobot. He's not by the access panel.
Several other citizens have noticed its open, and because it is ten meters wide their room for others to climb in as well. Two other citizens duck under and in. They start grabbing food off the racks.
Wantru
"Logan! Get out of there! We need to go! Exits, exits, where are the exits..."
Bob looks like he is about to run away, panicking.
Suddenly the 10m long front panel window to the vendobot slams shut! Unfortunately, Logan is inside along with a couple of other citizens. The huge window wall crushes all of you, pressing you into the protruding spiral bars that hold the various meals! OUCH.
Logan you feel the metal puncture you're body. You aren't dead (yet), but if someone doesn't open that vendobot, haul you out and give you some serious first aid, you probably will be dead very soon.
"Nnnngghh!" Logan-R-RUN-3 says, finding it difficult to breath. "K-kill them a-all. L-let the com-p-p-puter sort them out!"
<Horton springs to action, opening the vendebot and pulling out Logan's mortally wounded body.>
"DAMN THEM! THEY'VE KILLED MY LOGAN!" he screams, tears running down his face.
*SOB!*
<He beats his fists on Logan's chest.>
*SHUDDER*
"My only friend...."
"I regret that I have but six clones to give for my Alpha Complex!"
"Hold on Logan, you could still survive. Oh wait, no, no you can't."
"Oh no! That's horrible!"
Tim gazes wide-eyed at the carnage within the vendobot.
"Such unhygenic conditions! All those snacks, ruined! And we lost Logan!"
Is anyone actually trying to help Logan?
Suddenly 2 yellow citizens burst into the cafeteria.
They both have laser pistols. One of them fires a warning shot up into the air- ZORT, which seems to get some attention. The other one shouts out: "THIS IS INTERNAL SECURITY. EVERYONE LAY DOWN ON THE GROUND AND PUT YOUR HANDS BEHIND YOUR HEADS! FAILURE TO COMPLY WILL RESULT IN TERMINATION FOR TREASON!"
Some of the citizens immediately stop what their doing and comply with orders. A few continue to act like fools.
What are you doing?
"Haha! We are saved! SAVED!"
Bob then complies and lies down.
"Internal Security!! There are people trapped in the Vend-o-bot..."
"There's Internal Security, they're the Computer's personal guards!!!, You better do what they tell you of they will Shoot you!!!" "Citizen's listen to what they say, they will attack us and kill us all. Them before us. Or they will Kill Us."
"Horton... Horton..." Logan-R-Run-3 barely manages to speak. "I c-can't get m-my arms up...T-too wounded...If you are my f-friend, p-put my hands be-behind my h-head for m-m-me...H-hurry, before they sh-shoot m-me for noncompliance! Oh, and wh-while you're at it...c-could you scratch my left elbow?"
Tim immediately complies with the Yellow citizen's orders.
Is anyone actually trying to help Logan?
<Horton holds Logan's arms up, and his own, no doubt causing terrible pain and suffering for Logan.>
"oH THe HuMaNiTy!!!"
"AAAARRRRRGGGGHHHKELLLYCLAAARKSSSON!!!!!!" Logan screams in pain.
A the citizens seem have turned to slathering maniacs, and have no real interest in complying with the orders of the Int Sec boys. They charge forward towards the pair. Lasers open up on them, and with deadly accuracy the Int Sec goons burn holes through their faces. In all three citizens go down.
Suddenly the others who weren't complying seem to think it sounds like a good idea. They drop to the floor and put their hands above their heads.
The Int Sec goons then survey the area. All the trouble shooters are on the ground complying with orders. All except Logan and Horton. Logan is on the ground but Horton is holding the wounded man's arms up in the air.
They train their lasers in their direction.
"ON THE GROUND. HANDS ABOVE YOUR HEADS"
One fires a warning shot at the pair, but the shot "accidently" hits Logan in the leg and blows his leg off!
"citizens are IN the Vendobot!!! Injured! do it! GO GO GO IntSec!"
<So much for that Horton thinks as he drops Logans arms and assumes the requested position.>
Logan faints from the trauma.
Logan faints from the trauma.
"LOOOOGAAAAAN!!!!"
There are only two Int Sec goons, but the Int Sec boys have a pretty fearsome reputation. Now that a semblance of order has been restored, one of them moves to the centre of the cafeteria. He keeps all the citizens on floor covered with his weapon. Judging by the look in his eye, you suspect that he is just itching for an excuse to shoot someone.
The other one moves over towards you troubleshooters. He ignores the moans of the three citizens dying in the vendobot, as well as the moans from Logan, who has become the source of an ever expanding pool of blood (he looks very pale).
"Stay where you are troubleshooters. The leader of this team had best give me some answers as to what the f$+@ is going on here."
There are only two Int Sec goons, but the Int Sec boys have a pretty fearsome reputation. Now that a semblance of order has been restored, one of them moves to the centre of the cafeteria. He keeps all the citizens on floor covered with his weapon. Judging by the look in his eye, you suspect that he is just itching for an excuse to shoot someone.
The other one moves over towards you troubleshooters. He ignores the moans of the three citizens dying in the vendobot, as well as the moans from Logan, who has become the source of an ever expanding pool of blood (he looks very pale).
"Stay where you are troubleshooters. The leader of this team had best give me some answers as to what the f*!& is going on here."
Geez...What did they shoot Logan with?
The Int Sec goon looks towards Horton. "Team Leader, explain what is going on here."
"Wewereloadingthemachineasperourorders,sir! ThencommieINTERLOPERSbegantakinglfreely. Mymenheroicallyattempted to... <TWITCH> ... grrrt! Attemptedtostopthem. Poor LOGAN gave_his_life!"
<Sob. Hops from foot to foot like a 5 year old with a brimming bladder.>
"NO ONE TOLD YOU TO GET UP CITIZEN!" The int sec goon then casually blasts Horton with his yellow laser pistol.
The shot puts a hole through Horton's chest and he falls to the ground with smoke streaming out the cavity.
"I'M CURRENTLY REVIEWING THE SECURITY FOOTAGE OF THE INCIDENT AND WE CAN FIGURE OUT EXACTLY WHAT IS GOING ON HERE."
Suddenly one of the citizens lying on the ground leaps to his feet and charges the Int Sec goon. The citizen is frothing at the mouth and has a wild look in his blood shot eyes. He heedlessly charges the yellow citizen who was keeping an eye on everyone (not the one that was just talking). The Int Sec goon fires on him and clips him in the shoulder with his laser, burning a hole through the shoulder. It renders his arm useless, but he keeps coming. Another citizen takes advantage of the distraction and also jumps to his feet and charges the Int Sec goon. This frothing civilian gets to him before he can fire and savagely tackles him and starts biting at his face. The wounded one also pounces on the Int Sec man, and the two of them bring him down and start tearing at him like wild animals.
The one who just shot Horton spins around, "WHAT THE F%!%!?"
He fires a shot, but finds out his laser barrel is empty.