
Alpha Complex Computer |

Whoo-R-YOU wrote:I would like to apologize to everyone for that slip up, I read a lot of the spoilers before I had decided to play and forgot I was actually playing now. Consider everything that was read behind spoiler tags forgotten and I promise not to read spoilers anymore.Don't worry...we're a very forgiving bunch... ::shifty eyes::
And the computer is even more forgiving...ever had a grenade go off in your pocket for no reason? Yup, Treason Karma...LoL

Chuckles-R-DRR |

Chuckles-R-DRR wrote:And the computer is even more forgiving...ever had a grenade go off in your pocket for no reason? Yup, Treason Karma...LoLWhoo-R-YOU wrote:I would like to apologize to everyone for that slip up, I read a lot of the spoilers before I had decided to play and forgot I was actually playing now. Consider everything that was read behind spoiler tags forgotten and I promise not to read spoilers anymore.Don't worry...we're a very forgiving bunch... ::shifty eyes::
That wasn't a grenade in my pocket, I was just happy to see you.

Chuckles-R-DRR |

"So...Mister New Guy...you like pills do ya? That'll make my job easy!" ::giggle::
Chuckles picks out a couple of pills from his supply, bows deeply while sputtering laughter, and presents a pair of pills to Who. "Pop-pop-fizz-fizz! Happiness is my biz!" ::guffaw::. Chuckles starts to close up his kit, but then realizing something, opens it back up and quickly collects several pills in his hand. "Now that I think about it, we all need to be topped off a bit before our big mission. hmm, fellas?"
Chukles pops some in his mouth, then proceeds to offer two to each team member with an energized grin on his face.
GM Only:
Who has received two Wakey Wakey pills
Liam has received two little black friend pills
Whatt has received two wide awake pills
I have taken two little black friend pills
and I don't think any one else on our team is left!
"Now come on, team! Let's not just stand here, let's get to work!"
Chuckles kneels in the corner to gather up all of his supplies, eagerly awaiting the long-awaited mission!
GM Only:
When everyone becomes distracted with their preparations for the mission, Chuckles sends 3 messages to Whatt on his PDC. Same untracable, anonymous source as before. Hopefully Chuckles has the skill to delay the timing on the messages to send after Whatt's meds take effect, and he is hopefully high strung by then! The messages are as follows:
"WITH NEW BLOOD COMES NEW TREASON!" 1d20 ⇒ 11
"YOU ARE NO LONGER AMONGST FRIENDS!" 1d20 ⇒ 7
"GET THEM BEFORE THEY GET YOU!" 1d20 ⇒ 10

GM of PZO Sector-Alpha Complex |

OK I need a headcount before we continue, I think we have 4 players again now.
Chuckles
Who
Liam and
Whatt
Whoops are you still lurking around?
I will assume the others got lost on the way to this door, so IF you've been gone to do Real life, and want to jump back in, feel free to come jogging around the corner.

Whatt-R-BTL |

Whatt clasps his hands together in front of his chest as if they are almost wanting to fly out in odd directions of their own accord. He beems happily at the new citizen coming up the the group.
Suddenly, one of his hands breaks away and he waves furiously to the newcomer. "Greetings, Citizen Whoo-R-YOU! Welcome to our little troubleshooting group. We are about ready to search out a Commie cell and burn their treasonous, traitorous carcasses into an ash mist so fine we'll need scrubbots to vaccuum up the mess. Blessed are we in the service of our Friend, The Computer!"
Whatt points at his chest in four points making a box shape. He looks giddily at Liam, pulls a pamphet out of his jumpsuit, licks the back of it and plasters it onto the wall. The words 'SALVATION and BACK-UP! Where are YOU in The Computer's glorious Master Program?' He makes sure Liam got him sticking the pamphlet on the wall and gives the camera a thumbs up.

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Sorry, the message that I posted on Tuesday was apparently eaten by the post monster. I was indeed away all week and my parents didn't have reliable internet service. I will post a full reply later tonight, I was just checking to see what had transpired over the Thanksgiving week.

Whatt-R-BTL |

Sweat breaks out on Whatt's forehead and he rubs his hands together manically. He grins like a loon into Liam's camera.
"Alright, team! This is it! Behind the door to 1X-Orange-317 lies the Commie cell The Computer has deemed us worthy of breaking. This is a huge honor for all of us, I know. A dream beyond the meager aspirations of a simple Red Citizen! Since we have also been mandated to test the exprimental equipment, that is probably what we should lead with. I know you are itching to use your knuckles... erm, Chuckles, but those will be secondary. We want some survivors for interrogation, so aiming for extremities and incapacitation is acceptable.
Chuckles, I need you to head in first... stay low and use that slug-thrower, because Whoo will be covering you high... That will give me a chance to recon the room. Get behind the first bit of cover that you can find. Whoo and I will move in to support you as we can. Liam, we need you to hang back so that you can catch the action on camera. Any questions?"

Chuckles-R-DRR |

Chuckles gives his brass knuckles a solemn, longing look, gives them a quick kiss, whispers something bizarrely compassionate to them about being patient, then snaps into action and readies his slug thrower. He crouches down low to the ground, hunches over, and stealthily tiptoes over into 1X-Orange-317 with no hesitation or sign of fear. Behind his back, he begins making a series of hand signals to the rest of the team members. What he is attempting to communicate is completely unintelligible and random. You're not sure if he's telling everyone to fan out, indicating any acquired targets, or is simply adjusting a stubborn wedgie in his jumpsuit. But for the first time since meeting Chuckles, he actually seems calm, focused, and confident.
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GM of PZO Sector-Alpha Complex |

Chuckles:
The door slides open Chuckles slithers forward as Whoo covers him, Such efficiency is rarely seen, the room is completely black and no lights are on. you think you see some movement inside the room from the light from the hallway. The door closes from the hallway, leaving you in complete darkness...

Chuckles-R-DRR |

Chuckles: ** spoiler omitted **
The door slides open Chuckles slithers forward as Whoo covers him, Such efficiency is rarely seen, the room is completely black and no lights are on. you think you see some movement inside the room from the light from the hallway. The door closes from the hallway, leaving you in complete darkness...
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Liam-R-PZO |

Liam remains in the back, camera ready to capture the scuffle soon to occur, the Flazer "It seems that the commies have secreted themselves in the darkness, far away from Friend Computer's comforting lights. However, they shall be exposed to the light soon enough."
GM:

Chuckles-R-DRR |

As the door slams shut, Chuckles gesticulates to the team in reaction to the movement in the room, completely forgetting the fact that no longer can his teammates spot his actions. You hear the sound of Chuckles shuffling footsteps proceed further into the room.
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Whatt-R-BTL |

Whatt covers Chuckles from his position, trying to see into the darkness. When the door slides closed, he jumps just a bit and lowers the hand flamer some. He looks at Whoo and shrugs.
"I honestly expected a bit hotter of a greeting in there," he says simply.
He punches the release on the door and will slip into the room and try to see if there is anything going on.

Chuckles-R-DRR |

Liam: yes
Spoiler:you have to turn it on though, and figure out where the light is. Whatt's hand flamer has a pinpoint light for the primer flame.Chuckles: Not that you can tell
Whatt: The door doesn't open
Go ahead and post all visual information in ]spoilers[ since it's dark...
GM only:
In that case, Chuckles takes this rare opportunity to sneak a peek at his team members with his x-ray vision. 1d20 ⇒ 13 He's looking to spot any suspicious or treasonous gear, or possibly even evidence of mutant or commie behavior in his team mates. Add 5PP because I'm itching to find out what my own team members are hiding from me!

Whatt-R-BTL |

Whatt looks surprised when the door slides shut. He looks even more surprised when he pushes the button to open it and it remains closed. He purses his lips and starts punching keys at random. He glances back to Liam and shrugs "Well, this is certainly an unforseen event."
Feeling a cold sweat break out across his forehead and upper lip, Whatt looks for some mechanical reason the door would not open and/or way to bypass it.
GM Only
1d20 ⇒ 5

GM of PZO Sector-Alpha Complex |

Whatt:
Liam:
A Light shines into the room, illuminating papers blowing around from the AC units, you note the room to be quite chilly.
Whoo:
Everyone is being too cooperative...if this keeps up, I'll have to change it to a D&D game...
Chuckles:

Chuckles-R-DRR |

Chuckles loses his previous focus once the unexpected beam of light flashes in his eyes, and reacts by viscerally shouting. Incoherently at first. His wails turn into a high pitched cackle, followed by, "If you commie scum don't give yourselves up now, we'll have no choice but to blast you out! We know you're in here! I'm--hahhahahaha-- I'm getting impatient!"
Chuckles starts jerkily spinning around, darting his eyes, and waving his slughthrower recklessly in the air above his head in a show of arrogant dominance. "You have ::cackle:: no idea who you're dealing with, you filthy slime!!"
GM only:
Actually, since my secret mission is to kill my team, I'm going all out, chucking in an extra 5pp for some kind of chain reaction with my second roll. 1d20 ⇒ 8
What if Chuckles hits one member, they topple over into another, and so on? (Is someone still holding those precious flame globes?) After all, this equipment is experimental, no one would blame me if there was a malfunction...would they? ::cough::
P.S. If I do succeed in any of the "accidental" shooting, did I happen to see any secret/treasonous gear or mutations of my team mates prior to the light turning on? I suppose that matters less at this point

Whatt-R-BTL |

Whatt nods when he hears Chuckles shouting... He starts drifting along the side of the room using his hand flamer as a torch, looking for any kind of access panel for wiring. "Good! Good! You are correct, Chuckles! I will count unto five using the sublime reckoning of our Friend and Protector, The Computer... Binary."
He moves clockwise around the perimiter of the room.
"Zero! One! That is it! You have forfeted your rights to existance if you are not on the ground right now!"

Drexel Morrow |

DM only
While Intimidating/whatever opponents around the room I will use oratory and suggestion to subliminally suggest to them that if they have need to kill someone then Chuckles is a much more enjoyable kill then I am.
stealth: concealment 9
Management: Intimidation 6, Moxy 6, and Oratory
Wetware: Suggestion 5
I begin to speak to the invisible commies as well, "We mean you no harm! Well other then to shoot you and blow you up but Chuckles is sure that your next clones will be much more loyal to the great computer then you so it wont be such a big loss... Chuckles just want you to come out in the open so that he can see you and have a clear shot so he doesn't destroy anything unnecessary." etc, etc.

Liam-R-PZO |

"Come out little Commies, we won't bi-SWEET MERCIFUL COMPUTER DID YOU SEE THAT!" Liam suddenly aims his camera at the ceiling, moving it around violently.
GM:

GM of PZO Sector-Alpha Complex |

The scene goes from high noon at midnight in tombstone, to one of pure chaos, everyone is shouting over each other, the light swings toward the vents as it captures the maniacal machinations of your Happiness Officer, the slugthrower is swinging every which way, as the light shines on the vent, shots ring out, everyone is blinded by the white phosphorous rounds striking the vents and flaring up, you suddenly hear someone begin to scream in pain, dozens of rounds fly about the room, You hear one pierce a thin piece of plastic, then suddenly there's a extreme heat to your right sides...a burning heat as the Fire retardant material of the flame globes cases suddenly catches fire...little too much napalm in the retardant...
Whoo:
Liam:
Whatt:
Chuckles:
You hear several botbrains screeching "What happened? My visual sensors are malfunctioning.
GM

Whatt-R-BTL |

GM Only

Chuckles-R-DRR |

GM only:
What can I see with my x ray vision? What do I see the other troubleshooters doing? Do I see any suspicious activity? 1d20 ⇒ 1
Here's hoping that everyone else is either blinded by the flash, or the dark. Chuckles is really desperate to make this look like an accident. He shoots himself in the left foot.
"I'm hit! Those commie scum HIT ME! What's going on? Can anyone see anything? Hahahaha wow this really hurts! Oh man! Hahaha I can't find my pills!! I heard multiple shots! Who else is hit? Hee hee hee where are my pills?! "

GM of PZO Sector-Alpha Complex |

Chuckles:

GM of PZO Sector-Alpha Complex |

GM of PZO Sector-Alpha Complex wrote:Chuckles: ** spoiler omitted **
Liam: ** spoiler omitted **
Whatt: ** spoiler omitted **
GM only:
** spoiler omitted **