Staggers in obviously drugged up from activation
"Zhen Zhut!"
"I smell treason. We've lost our team leader and our hygiene officer has been made bloodied and unhygenic, just after an inspection. Coincidence? I think not. Such constant setbacks to our important mission can only be evidence of traitors working to stop our mission before it begins. This will not stand. I suggest we sweep the area for suspicious characters."
<Horton gets this all on camera with interjections like:>
"Shocking"
<and>
"TERRIBLY unhygenic!"
<then adds>
"I hope this isn't blamed on you for lack of loyalty leadership, Tim, because we'd hate to lose you to untimely terminatation or re-indoctrination."
GM EYES ONLY
"PERSEVERE!"
"Hey I'll give you 50 credits if you can walk with that bone sticking out of your shin."
<Camera close-up.>
"In honor of our leader's sacrifice for the team," Logan says, "I'm going to have some fun." He pulls out a Cold Fun single-serve cone from his satchel and starts to eat it. "Mmm. I just the brown flavor!"
"Nice camera there, Horton. Mind if I have a look at it."
"That would prevent me from doing my job, as I'm the communication and recording officer. It may even be treasonous, and worst of all it would prevent me from baskng in the joy and happiness of serving the computer with my exceptional cinematographic skills."
<Close up on Tru.>
"Do you fell happy and loyal now that you have bee cleaned. Have you forsaken your filthy ways, Tru?"
"Horton," Logan pipes up, "Imagine the happiness that it would give Tru if you were to let him see your camera. As the Happiness Officer, it is my duty to make sure that everyone on this team is happy. That includes Tru. You wouldn't want to be the cause of Tru's unhappiness would you, Horton?" Logan looks Horton in the eye and licks his Cold Fun.
"As Loyalty Officer, I would have to agree with Logan. Causing unhappiness is a clear sign of disloyalty and we can't have that, now can we? I'm going to scout around for potential traitors. Since you've decided not to help, let Tru know the joys of the camera."
Spoiler for Tru
For the DM's eyes only** spoiler omitted **
Spoiler for Horton
GM EYES ONLY** spoiler omitted **
"Hey I'll give you 50 credits if you can walk with that bone sticking out of your shin."
"No, my arm has bones sticking out. Are my limbs that mangled that you can't tell the difference?"
You don't see any sign of any potential traitors lurking about. In fact it is hard to fathom how someone might have caused the crates to fall.
As you contemplate this issue, the yellow citizen starts dropping crates of gear in front of you. One of the crates looks really big.
"Well here's your gear. Sign here. And here. And here. And here. And...
Spoiler for Bob
"Hey I'll give you 50 credits if you can walk with that bone sticking out of your shin.""No, my arm has bones sticking out. Are my limbs that mangled that you can't tell the difference?"
** spoiler omitted **
Spoiler for Horton
** spoiler omitted **
GM EYES ONLY
To Tru, Tim, and Logan: "I am always happy to sniff for traitors, where shall we look, Tim? Lead on! And Tru, you have exactly the same issue PDC with camera that I do, why do you all want MY PDC, do you want to put something treasonous on it perhaps? And Logan, Tru should learn to be happy with what the computer gives him. I admonish you all to remember that wanting more is the road to unhappiness and treason."
"Well here's your gear. Sign here. And here. And here. And here. And...
"Tru?"
Spoiler for Horton
Spoiler for Horton
** spoiler omitted **
GM EYES ONLY** spoiler omitted **
To Tru, Tim, and Logan: "I am always happy to sniff for traitors, where shall we look, Tim? And Tru, you have exactly the same issue PDC with camera that I do, why do you all want MY PDC, do you want to put something treasonous on it perhaps? And Logan, Tru should learn to be happy with what the computer gives him. I admonish you all to remember that wanting more is the road to unhappiness and treason."
"... and now the end of this segment. Horton-R-TPK-2 joyfully reporting for the greater glory of the Computer."
<Horton holds up his PDC and presses the SEND buttom with a flourish.>
<Horton pulls out his cancer lite smokes.>
"Cigaretter anyone? Double happiness brand, it doesn't get any happier."
<Flashes one of his REALLY fake smiles>
"Zhen Zhut!"
"Ahhhhhhhhhhh our recently fallen fearless leader's 2nd brother. Cigarette, Boris?"
GM
"Horton," Logan says, "So it doesn't bother you to be the source of Tru's unhappiness?"
Spoiler Boris
Spoiler for Boris
Spoiler for Boris
** spoiler omitted **
"Right-o" "Where were we?"
Accesses PDC to find out what the mission is
Spoiler for Boris
Spoiler for Boris
** spoiler omitted **
"Right-o" "Where were we?"
Accesses PDC to find out what the mission is** spoiler omitted **
Are you guys ready to crack open the gear?
Right-O let's crack open this gear!
"Greetings citizens. I realize that you are still recovering from the tragic loss of one of your teammates, however I bring you news for celebration. Treasonous weapons were found on the person of citizen Boris-R-LOF-1. This unfortunate accident has enabled us to route out a commie traitor. For that we must be thankful.
Fortunately, Boris-R-LOF-2 is a fresh loyal clone with no possibility of commie infection. I am confident that he will serve as strong leader and enable your team to achieve success in your mission.
Citizen Homer-G-DUF has contacted me, and indicates that you have not yet arrived at airtrans platform D45 for rendezvous. Please proceed to D45 immediately. Have a good day."
"Oh that low down dirty pinko....he got what he deserved!! Why if I had been active I might have killed him myself!"
"We're about to have a rendezvous? It is my job as Hygiene Officer to ensure we are all properly clean. However, we must also be punctual, so it shall have to be a short inspection."
"Horton," Logan says, "So it doesn't bother you to be the source of Tru's unhappiness?"
<Looks at Tru.>
"Only Tru can be in control of Tru's happiness. Tru, are you unhappy?"
"We're about to have a rendezvous? It is my job as Hygiene Officer to ensure we are all properly clean. However, we must also be punctual, so it shall have to be a short inspection."
"Would you like to see my anus?"
<Horton smiles one of his really big fake looking smiles.>
"I love equipment! My happiness is practically overflowing, can you feel it comrades?"
"Would you like to see my anus?"
"No, I simply need to insure you don't smell or look dirty. We don't have time for a complete inspection currently.", he says with a pained grin while trying to not bleed on things.
One box contains the basic trouble shooter gear.
18 red laser barrels- for everyone
1 hygiene/first aid kit- for hygiene officer
1 multicorder- for Recording officer
1 red Hazmat suite
Various medications (lots of pills)- for the happiness officer
The second box contains some more specialized gear
1 device that looks like some sort of detector type thing- kind of like a geiger counter. It has a big fat manual with it, and it is stored in a special platisteel case.
1 device that looks like a over the shoulder rocket launcher (he maybe it is a rocket launcher). It has a special case for it. It is missing a manual.
3 rockets- also kept in a special case
The third box contains what appears to be a bot of some kind. The bot is not any where near to being fully assembled or operational, and the manual is so thick you could use it as a step stool.
"Ooh, new equipment.", he says with a slightly less pained smile on his face.
Tim clomps back from around the corner.
"Ah, Team Leader, welcome! I am happy to report that the area appears clear of Commies and other traitors.
Oooh! Equipment!"
Tim moves over to the box and ogles the goods. He seems to have a keen eye on the 'bot and its manual. Seeing the various parts and the size of the manual, he laughs.
"Wow, I don't envy the clone that has to put that thing into working order. That would take forever! Dibs on the rocket launcher! That is a rocket launcher, isn't it?"
GM:
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One box contains the basic trouble shooter gear.
18 red laser barrels- for everyone
1 hygiene/first aid kit- for hygiene officer
1 multicorder- for Recording officer
1 red Hazmat suite
Various medications (lots of pills)- for the happiness officer
The second box contains some more specialized gear
1 device that looks like some sort of detector type thing- kind of like a geiger counter. It has a big fat manual with it, and it is stored in a special platisteel case.
1 device that looks like a over the shoulder rocket launcher (he maybe it is a rocket launcher). It has a special case for it. It is missing a manual.
3 rockets- also kept in a special case
The third box contains what appears to be a bot of some kind. The bot is not any where near to being fully assembled or operational, and the manual is so thick you could use it as a step stool.
"Equipment officer, get to work on assembling that R&D gear. Recording officer, take your Multicorder. Hygiene officer take your Hygiene pack. Happiness Officer, take your meds.
Everyone take 3 red laser barrels, and the Equipment officer will handle the rest."
"Yes COMRADE!"
<Horton takes his laser barrels and multicorder and begins zealously filming the whole thing.>
<Close up on Bob's wounds.>
"Oh yeah that's beautiful. See this bravery? This dedication? After near fatal wounds he can still drag himself to the equipment box. I nominate this clone for a special reward."
<Horton's smile actually appears to be real now.>
"Surely our loyalty officer will sniff out the dari... errr... I mean VILE terrorist who caused this mayhem! We will not stand for this, am I right team?"
One box contains the basic trouble shooter gear.
18 red laser barrels- for everyone
1 hygiene/first aid kit- for hygiene officer
1 multicorder- for Recording officer
1 red Hazmat suite
Various medications (lots of pills)- for the happiness officer
The second box contains some more specialized gear
1 device that looks like some sort of detector type thing- kind of like a geiger counter. It has a big fat manual with it, and it is stored in a special platisteel case.
1 device that looks like a over the shoulder rocket launcher (he maybe it is a rocket launcher). It has a special case for it. It is missing a manual.
3 rockets- also kept in a special case
The third box contains what appears to be a bot of some kind. The bot is not any where near to being fully assembled or operational, and the manual is so thick you could use it as a step stool.
"Equipment officer, get to work on assembling that R&D gear. Recording officer, take your Multicorder. Hygiene officer take your Hygiene pack. Happiness Officer, take your meds.
Everyone take 3 red laser barrels, and the Equipment officer will handle the rest."
OOC: Hey who's that black guy talking for me??
Tim takes three laser barrels, securing one to his pistol base and holstering it.
"Tru, I don't envy you the task of putting that 'bot together. It looks terribly difficult. I'll happily carry that rocket launcher for you. You'll need your hands free for that enormous instruction manual."
<Crouches down low and shooting up with his multicorder to capture Tim in a heroic pose while he assembles his laser.>
"You look great, Tim! Hey, it's a good thing this doesn't record odor, isn't it, Comrade?"
Tim strikes a pose for the camera.
"I'm certain that our recent accident is the cause. Once our Team Leader has handed out the equipment I'm sure I'll have time to freshen up, though I wouldn't if I were saddled with that complicated looking 'bot. I'm certainly happy that the Loyalty Officer's duties don't include bots. Yes, indeedy!"
Tim smiles wide for the camera, looking heroic and loyal.
"Horton," Logan says, "So it doesn't bother you to be the source of Tru's unhappiness?"<Looks at Tru.>
"Only Tru can be in control of Tru's happiness. Tru, are you unhappy?"
"You didn't answer my question, Horton. It's a simple yes or no answer." Logan gives Horton the stink eye as he bites his Cold Fun.
"Horton, Tim, let's get focused, the Computer is expecting us, gear up and get a move on...NOW!"
"Yes, let's get going. We can't be late to the meeting.", he says as he looks in the hygiene kit for something to stop his bleeding.
After polishing off his Cold Fun, Logan takes three RED barrels and attaches one to his grip. He then takes the medication and stows it in his satchel alongside the barrels.
"Can I buy a grenade?" he asks.
Logan is quite enjoying the new REAL happiness that comes with being the Happiness Officer. Everything he says or does is accentuated with cheer and a smirk.
"Oh... and a spoon!" he adds.