Liam stands up, looking down the hallway from beneath his brows as the beverage slowly drips from his face. Now, some clones would become disheartened in this situation, but not Liam. Instead, Liam begins to laugh. This laugh is not the standard exclamation of mirth, however. This laugh is the kind of laugh that causes traitors to dirty themselves in fear, as the person laughing will soon bring the Computer's righteous wrath down upon them. "Oh, Chuckles! We need to have a little chat, Chuckles!", says Liam before he once again begins to run down the corridor.
GM:
Whatt also pelts down the hallway as fast as he can after Chuckles. He contemplates what an ingenious way of heading his MBD Chuckles is employing and resolves to make a positive notation in his Loyalty Notes.
Liam:
Sam does his best to get himself cleaned up, as he knows it's not good to be dirty. When he sees Whatt he says.
Whatt and GM
Whatt nods solemnly to Sam.
GM Only:
GM only:
Have I arrived at my quarters yet?
Could you please tell me what I find when I get there?
Thank you
Also, on my way back from my quarters, I would like to pick up my other C-Bay purchases from the nearest PDC.
If necessary: 1d20 roll=3
GM only:
** spoiler omitted **
After several minutes of exhausting running, you make it to your quaters. There's a small package on your rack with your name on it.
Whatt:
Tataz
Whatt, Tataz, Liam and Sam:
** spoiler omitted **GM only:
** spoiler omitted **
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Oh well I certainly don't want to be treasonous...
I'll just open the package addressed to me in my quarters to read the message, and then head to R&D immediately.
Whatt, Tataz, Liam and Sam: ** spoiler omitted **
"Woah! I like think it's totally the appropriate time for a Hygiene Inspection! Cleanliness is right next to Computer-Friendliness! I take my MBD very seriously! We wouldn't want to fail our mission due to poor hygiene, would we?"
gives a great big cheesy happy-pill induced smile.
Whatt shakes his head earnestly at Tataz's words "No we would not!" Whatt does a quick brush off of his clothing and pat down of his hair in case he is called upon. After that he will attempt to locate the appropriate R&D area on his PDC.
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Chuckles!
Whatt shakes his head earnestly at Tataz's words "No we would not!" Whatt does a quick brush off of his clothing and pat down of his hair in case he is called upon. After that he will attempt to locate the appropriate R&D area on his PDC.
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** spoiler omitted **
"No worries, Whatt - I like totally already did you. I poked you deep. It was good. Your results that is.
Liam - I think you're up! Unless Sam wants to go first!"
GM:
Saving samples of these two, also - making sure to keep each sample indicated as to who each belongs to.
Sam Hygiene Test
Okay Tataz. I think it's important that our HO give me a once over. I wouldn't want to run into a vulture squad and have them find my hygiene lacking.
Sam quickly tries to straighten himself up.
"What, we're- alright, Liam, calm down, take it easy." Liam reaches into his pocket and takes out a tablet, quickly popping it into his mouth and swallowing. A wide smile quickly spreads across his face. "A tab a day keeps the Commies away, okay. Now, Officer, how about we get this inspection underway?"
GM:
NOTE: I have totalled up the total posts since I started the post commendation system. Tataz, Sam, Liam, Chuckles, Whatt have all made the first cut-off. This first award was put toward [CLASSIFIED].
Sam:
Sam and crew: Sam stands up and to everyone's chagrin, it appears that even though he trip directly over Liam who was laying in the puddle of B3, that he did got absolutely none of it on him. In addition, his teeth and gums are particularly clean and well taken care of. Liam stands up and whips his arms about in a whirl of motion, jumps in the air and stomps to attention as his hair bounces into place, and every drop of B3 is shed from his stain resistant overalls in a glorious halo around him, landing on Tataz and Whatt...
Over the Loudspeaker: Troubleshooter crew PZO-224 you have @#$! minutes to reach R&D for your assigned Service Service.
Chuckles
GM Only
Chuckles! ** spoiler omitted **
GM only
Why thank you, I believe I shall.
I have applied this one point to "Hand weapons"
Chuckles ** spoiler omitted **
GM only
Chuckles becomes so hyper over his new secret mission, that upon reading the message, he crams the entire paper into his mouth and swallows it whole, followed by a chaser of two pills from his happiness dispenser. He wouldn't dare risk being found out by the others. And even if he is, he won't care because he'll be shielded under the protection of his drug induced bliss.
Now that he's ready to catch up with the rest of the group, he takes off running down the corridor, so that if he runs into any of his team mates, they'll at least assume he's been making the darnedest effort to keep up with the sporting race this entire time.
We have no time to waste Tataz. Let's move. Sam starts hauling ass to R&D.
GM
We have no time to waste Tataz. Let's move. Sam starts hauling ass to R&D.
GM ** spoiler omitted **
GM Only:
1d20= 7
Chuckles:
Everyone (- Chuckles)
Sam and fellow troubleshooters come running around the corner to Chuckles waiting for the elevator to R&D
out of breath- "Chuckles, you're a pretty quick runner. Whew. I probably would have kept up if it hadn't been for that puddle of Bouncy Beverage. I wonder how that ended up in the middle of the hall... [/b
Sam draws his pistol as he approaches Chuckles and the elevator.
[b] Step aside Chuckles, elevators are known havens for commie traitors. I want to make sure it's safe before any of my team enter. Safety First.
Furthermore, now that I have you all here, it should be noted that we seem to have lost a team member- Hammer-R-SLD. As a result we have no Equipment Guy. As Team Leader, I nominate myself to fulfill this extra duty.
Sam and fellow troubleshooters come running around the corner to Chuckles waiting for the elevator to R&D
out of breath- "Chuckles, you're a pretty quick runner. Whew. I probably would have kept up if it hadn't been for that puddle of Bouncy Beverage. I wonder how that ended up in the middle of the hall... [/b
Sam draws his pistol as he approaches Chuckles and the elevator.
[b] Step aside Chuckles, elevators are known havens for commie traitors. I want to make sure it's safe before any of my team enter. Safety First.
Furthermore, now that I have you all here, it should be noted that we seem to have lost a team member- Hammer-R-SLD. As a result we have no Equipment Guy. As Team Leader, I nominate myself to fulfill this extra duty.
"Bouncy Beverage, you say? Heh heh. What a calamity! You know...I saw some IRs wandering the halls. I bet they're responsible for that! Yessiree I bet that explains it all...away." ::chortle::
Chuckles clumsily hops out of the elevator and with an exaggerated motion, he invites Sam to enter the elevator. "I wouldn't dare stand in the way between you and your duty, good sir...but in the meantime! Let's see, we're all here at about the same time. Gosh what good fortune. I think we ALL deserve a prize, don'tcha all think?"
Chuckles produces a handful of pills and one by one, forces one pill in each team members mouth, starting with himself (and ending with himself in an overly excited 'one for you, two for me' gesture.)
"Over the lips
and past the gums,
look out happiness
here we...uh...be!"
"a-hehehehehehooo!!"
Sam takes a pill from Chuckle's and has a look at it.
Whatt receives his pill happily and gulps it down without question or forethough.
"As The Computer's designated Happiness Officer directs!"
Sam sees Whatt take his pill, shrugs and pops his own pill.
GM
Sam takes a pill from Chuckle's and has a look at it.
ha ha!
Everyone is feeling relaxed now...Chuckles is feeling extra relaxed
Chuckles
DING! the elevator door opens...
Timestamp: 1859:214.06.06
Sam checks the elevator, as he waits for his pill to kick in. Assuming it's empty he hops in and waits for the others.
Liam gladly swallows the pill, his smile widening. "Ah, that's good great wonderful." He then takes out his comb and begins to comb back his hair into his previous hair style using the reflection of his camera lens.
You all step into the elevator...the doors close, the elevator begins to descend.
Timestamp 1900:214.06.06
"Initiate Mandatory power savings."
And the lights go dark as the elevator stops.
I hate in when that happens.
GM
Feeling some of the stresses of his post melt away, Whatt's nervous idiot grin droops to a slyer, head-bobbing smirk. "The Computer takes such good care of us. Lo, though we wander through the Valley of Commie Menace, we shall not fear Low System Resources, for The Computer is our Service Provider...Yeah!"
He slides one foot languidly forward into the elevator and has to turn to give a little pull, making sure the other foot follows in the rest of the way.
GM:
GM
GM:** spoiler omitted **
GM ** spoiler omitted **
Everyone is feeling relaxed now...Chuckles is feeling extra relaxed
Chuckles ** spoiler omitted **
DING! the elevator door opens...
Timestamp: 1859:214.06.06
Chuckles slinks into the elevator at half speed (which is actually normal speed for Chuckles.)
"Come on, tuh-team" He slurs sluggishly, "Let's get this ::yawn:: party heh heh...party uh...what was that word again?..."
His aimless train of thought is interrupted by, "Initiate Mandatory power savings." and the lights being cut.
...to his complete dread, Chuckles feels a sudden, intense churning pain heaving in his bowels. A disturbing caterwaul emerges from his gut and echoes dully throughout the enclosed elevator.
"Oh damn it... Di--did...did any one else feel that?"
The next thing you hear are the two sounds that are about to make your day and mission infinitely more tedious:
First, Chuckles uncontrollably lets out a thundering fart,
Then you hear his limp body slump to the ground in the corner of the elevator. This is going to be one hell of a long wait.
GM:
Chuckles
Everyone else
Wow whoever did that- that was impressive. Great volume, but a little too much smell factor for my tastes. It sounded pretty wet. You might want to check your jumpsuit when the lights come back on. Maybe our HO will check for you. If you have anymore of those get them out before we reach R&D.
Whatt spends a little time looking at the inside of his eyelids, then opening his eyes to examine the difference... there is none to speak of. He realizes that he's feeling hungry, so he fishes into his pocket and pulls out a bag of Algae Chips Not So Plain.
"Y'know... *crunch, crunch, crunch* ...no, that's not right. Do you ever wonder *munch* if when you get in the elevator The Computer decides to keep the elevator stationary *crunch, cruch* and raise or lower the Sector outside to the appropriate level? 'Cause I bet The Computer could *crunch, crunch*.
...
*crunch, munch*
...
These chips are realy really good, but they make my mouf really dry."
Interesting idea Whatt, but try not to think too hard about the capabilities of the computer. It could lead you to treasonous thoughts. Be careful not to get crumbs on your jumpsuit.