FRIEND COMPUTER and Glorious Citizen Team Leader! Safety Officer is jeopardizing the stability of this mission by making irresponsible/felonious accusations.
Is anyone else hearing a Commie
Get promptly drops the bag, then promptly drops Corn with a shot from his laser pistol
He tricked me into touching contraband! I never would have committed treason on purpose.
Pulls the Pin on the Hand Grenade he's carrying tosses it into the Group and dies gloriously singing "workers of the world untie you have nothing to lose but your chains"
rolled 20 on d20 (no joke)
None drops his Corn chips and kicks 2R-L8 into the path of the grenade. As the grenade hits the bowl of the bot, None dives for the silvery handle. The water spout sends the grenade into the air. None spins with his back to the floor, and his gun firing. All the while, he hopes to ignite the explosive over and away from them.
As Get warns None against touching his friend again, Doc clears his throat and hands Get a laser barrel. He continues handing out laser barrels till *everyone except Charles has one.
Doc drops and rolls out of the way, seeing Corn pull the pin on a grenade he waits for the inevitable explosion wherever it may land. Two heartbeats, three at the most, motion building... Counting down till the light show.
Trap tsks. "When a teammate goes awry
His brains must surely fry
Grenades cannot sing
Computer lovers sing!
AND WE MURDER THOSE TRAITORS HARD!"
He shoots Corn in the noggin.
Stupid
Get quickly scoops up the corn chips with his bush broom and dumps them into a nearby incinerator, dodging away from the flames that are enlarged by the excessive oil content.
Thank you, friend None, for your quick thinking. You saved all of us. says Get, But you should not have endangered Computer property like that. The Scrub-Bot is more valuable than any of us. Had he been damaged, I would have had to execute you for misuse of a bot...but thank you.
Dudley exits the local restroom facility with a perplexed look on his face. He's zipping up his uniform to cover the Warbot t-shirt. he doesn't notice the toilet paper stuck to his boot.
"Did I hear an explosion?" He blinks at the sight of Corn's headless body. "Uh...so he was a traitor then? Figures."
He was talking a lot about "deals." Friend computer provides all we need, so everything is a "deal." I can only imagine he was discussing treason.
Having cleaned up all the treason, I salute Doc. Ready to be escorted to our mission location, sir!
Doc quickly pulls himself off the ground, thankfully he is currently without a hygiene officer for a little bit so he has enough time to dust off his uniform. "Let this be a lesson, treason is everywhere. We must be ever vigilant. Now, let us hurry so as to make up for the time this traitor cost us." Doc will start moving towards the closest elevator to the level they need and continue to encourage the rest of the team to move along with.
Still sticking to the rear of the group, Charles will speak up and say Yes, let us be along. We must rid the sub-basement of these vermin as quickly as possible.
Get followed dutifully behind
"This is the greatest day of my life! Just like every previous day under Friend Computer but moreso!"
Doc rushes towards the elevator and checks the lighting to make sure it is red.
Get quickly scoops up the corn chips with his bush broom and dumps them into a nearby incinerator, dodging away from the flames that are enlarged by the excessive oil content.
Thank you, friend None, for your quick thinking. You saved all of us. says Get, But you should not have endangered Computer property like that. The Scrub-Bot is more valuable than any of us. Had he been damaged, I would have had to execute you for misuse of a bot...but thank you.
None approximates direct eye to eye contact with Get. Thank you friend Get for your appreciative castigation for my unwise quick None thoroughly checks out the bot to insure it is not damaged in anyway.
None follows the rest to the elevator, waiting for the team leader to press a button.
"I thoroughly enjoy this elevator. It reminds me of a song ..."
Doc inwardly shudders at the idea of yet another song. "Is it one we can sing on the elevator? Or one about getting everyone on the elevator? Or one about how benevolent Computer is for giving us elevators?" He hoped it wasn't the last one.
"It's actually, like all great songs, about love." Trap steps in the elevator and tests the acoustics with a caustic barrage of notes.
The stress of anticipation is finally too much for None. He accidentally falls into the bank of elevator buttons, lighting them up like a Christmas tree. The elevator rumbles to life as he picks himself off the floor.
None smiles broadly and waves at the GREENS like an excited girlfriend as the doors close.
Doc stoically waits for the elevator to get where it is going.
Scrub-bot and I will enter the unit first, clear it with the door closed, then open the door and let you all in to clean.
"I think I should come along to guide your singing!" Trap starts warming up.
Ah, but team leader wanted me to go first. You’re an important part of the unit cohesion.
"Get will enter first. Then, Dudley, as he must record everything and communicate back to us what is going on; None, in case their are explosives that must be handled; Charles, because he has the rifle; and then the scrub-bot. The rest of us will make sure no vile mutants or commies try to ambush us from behind. We have already dealt with one traitor, let us avoid being caught by surprise again."
None exits the elevator in the order that team leader prescribes and looks around.
Hefting the rifle, Charles will step out and follow None, ready to step into the rooms in the order that the Team Leader has stated. He does feel a little dismayed at having to give up the spot at the rear of the group, however.
Far be it for me to go against the team leader, but the Computer specifically said that I must accompany the Scrub-bot. Perhaps you misspoke instead of directly contradicting the wishes of the Computer? Clearly you meant that myself and friend Robot will enter the room together before opening the room to the rest of the group.
Doc growls at Get in frustration, never losing the big fecal matter consuming smile he had practiced for so long."Friend Computer said you would interface with friend scrub-bot, and you will. But, friend computer did not say that we should put friend scrub-bot in danger of scuffing his shiny chrome handle if it is not necessary to the mission at hand."
Doc pulls his laser pistol and suddenly looks for all the world like a bad Italian James Bond ripoff.
"Now let's get in there and vape some vermin."
"Are you sure you don't think morale is important?" Trap arches a curious brow.
None hangs out for a while as everyone stands around, seemingly not knowing what to do. He stares at Doc as best as he can, and finally blurts. Are we waiting for the floor to clean
GET approaches the first door and stands next to it. Commander, do you have the key?