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 Posted: Sun Jun 05, 2011 3:32 am Post subject: EP 4 - Sandbox |
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Rather than set-up the entire setting, all play is to at least start here. If you feel the need to have more space for the sake of narrative clarity (or just because) then post a new thread with the heading commencing "EP 4 - ".
It isn't clear at this point that this is/will be necessary but it is not precluded.
Unless explicitly indicated in your posts actual physical proximity to other players is not implied in any way what-so-ever. To 'close' with another player will require a plausible way of establishing the location of said player and a plausible means of approaching them. I would imagine the easiest way would be by mutual cooperation....
I expect that extensive use of PMs is going to be required. As the site has a very strict policy about PM privacy I ask that all EP4 game related mails be sent with the header EP4 - and are copied to The GM.
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| firedup13 |
| Posted: Sun Jun 05, 2011 9:58 pm Post subject: |
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BLUE
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* A figure sits behind an empty desk in the back office of a CPU facility, staring at what appears to be a vacant seat, on the other side of the desk. *
. o O I’ve heard a lot of crazy stories, but THAT was the most ridiculous thing that I have EVER heard! For Computer's sake... The Citizen's only vatting ORANGE Clearance! .... His story MUST be a delusion brought on by a collosal failure to maintain proper use of medications - that's the ONLY logical...........
* With cheek cradled in one hand, and the other hand absentmindedly tapping on the desk as the minutes tick by in silence, the clone is clearly lost in thought and disbelief. After about half an hour, the tapping stops... But a new train of thought continues to race on. *
. o O ………because I’m the leader of PSION! Now, I have to assume for the time being that any resistance to the idea proposed by Alfred-B-STR will soon be... resolved... by CONTROL. Let's see... Probably going to need to contact Free Enterprise to acquire [DFSR]... Hmmmm.... you know, Pro Tech might be more likely to be able to help with that. Heck, now that I think about it, would probably be helpful if [DFSR], so I might want to try to contact The Sierra Club... And then, don't forget about...........
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| Eival |
| Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2011 6:53 pm Post subject: |
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*A... being, one could only assume to be human, stands in a dark room. Occasional flashes can be seen from around his body, suggesting he is wearing some sort of exoskeleton.*
"Oh, rQ£*ly, he thinks that we d£$t need that t(*0. It d(£$*'t matter how small it seems, it could be useful!"
. o O The communicator needs to be improved, especially if project CTRL-ALT-DELETE is to work, even for merely project CNTRL!
"Also, I need a program for automatic information collusion from multiple sensors. Contact Computer Phreaks."
. o O I need to supplement those sensors, perhaps Psion could help, or I could ma-NO, don't think that, they might hear! But Psion and... Romantics might just have something I'm looking for. Hmmmm... yet another variable to consider.
(OOC-Edit for typo (Said Pro-tech rather than Computer Phreaks)
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| Danforth |
| Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2011 9:27 pm Post subject: |
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RED
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A team of highly-trained squirrels run through the empty pipes, access ducts, drainage channels and crawl spaces of Alpha Complex. Each one heads for the the sleeping quarters of a powerful clone. They drop a message tube off on the far side of a cooling grate, out of the viewing arc of any cameras. When retrieved and unrolled, the paper appears blank until held next to a heater for a few minutes. It reads:
The Weekly Thoughts of the Mighty Vole
Greetings, brothers and sisters! We are reaching a crossroads in our great work. We have achieved a lot - very well done, all of you! - but the next step must be achieved through some cooperation. Or at any rate, a diplomatic illusion of the above.
To that end, I ask you to ask your subordinates to ask theirs and so on and so forth... to open communications with Pro Tech - and yes, I know they have a rather different worldview to us. But here we are, and they may yet be of use to us, give us some tools to use on our path. Start it low-level and see where it goes, hmm?
I know several of you are friendly with Romantics. Keep it that way, please, as some of them may well be fellow travellers when they realise what we are up to. We will need the clonepower.
Would the next few meetings of the Requisition Ramblers concentrate on technology-related Outside artifacts, please. I know some of you find these things distasteful when the luggage space could go to the majestic rattlesnake, beautiful deadly nightshade or cunning Stealth Pigeon, but such finds are valuable currency when we bargain with certain Service Groups.
That's all for now - dyb dyb dyb!
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IC RPG notes, currently "resting": Sheldrake-R-PLN-1 # Laconic, sinewy R&D scientist
Previously: Ep1) Danforth-O, sings and dances # Eps2) & 5) Danfifth-O, lummox and vidshow pirate # Ep3) Forthdan-V, FCCCP whackjob # Ep4) The Mighty Vole, Sierra Club bigshot # Ep5) Boogie-O, Vole's man |
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| firedup13 |
| Posted: Wed Jun 08, 2011 3:40 am Post subject: |
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BLUE
Joined: 08 Aug 2008
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* The figure in the other chair... *
. o O Wait, WHAT?! Where did HE come from?
* The figure in the other chair his fist clenched. The look on his face serves to confirm that the new arrival is clearly not at all Happy. *
. o O One second there's no one there, the next second there is...Must have teleported. HE'S A MUTANT! And, whoever he is, doesn't look like he's registered... AND, he is well below manditory Happiness Levels... Once I report this mutant to IntSec, I think I just may be on my way to a BIG promotion! Just my luck that all our security cameras went on the fritz just before Cy-O showed up at my desk... Hmmmmmmm..... You know, Strange timing, this... a real mutant showing up here, right after a random unstable Citizen goes on and on and on, spouting off crazy stories about running PSION?........ Nooooooooooooooooooooo....... It COULDN'T be.... Was that insane story that Cy-O told me... REAL?!?! Vat Vat Vat Vat Vat Vat Vat Vat Vat Vat Vat...... Try to look calm... Don't forget to breathe... VatVatVatVatVatVatVatVatVatVatVatVat......
* As thoughts of commendation and promotion quickly fade away, the mutant leans forward. *
 "Who the vat are YOU, Where the vat is Cy-O-NIC-6, and most importantly, why the vat are you here? You are in the WRONG place at the WRONG time, Clone... You have 15 seconds to give me one good reason I shouldn't turn your mind into a useless lump of soyle..."
* The new arrival arches his eyebrow. *
"Now THAT is odd... Your mind is shielded from me?! How is that possible?! WHO ARE YOU?"
. o O Cy SAID my mind would be shielded from telepaths, except for basic telepathic communication that I choose to allow.... My Computer!!!! I was simply fantasizing about how I would go about things if Cy's story wasn't simply a delusion... I never would have thought in a million cycles - This IS real! Ok, think... Remember the rest of what Cy-O told you...
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| Toaster |
| Posted: Thu Jun 09, 2011 3:02 am Post subject: |
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RED
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My PDC beeps. I read the new cMail.
"Hello, trusted citizen [Insert Name Here]. You are one of the select [DFSR] clones that have the chance to participate in the annual one-time taping of 'Who Wants to Be an Ultraviolet'. Please report to Studio 24/B for the show, if you wish to participate."
*I head towards the studio.*
(OOC ; If you want, you can play as if you've recieved the same message.)
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| firedup13 |
| Posted: Thu Jun 09, 2011 4:48 am Post subject: |
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BLUE
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* Chuck forces a smile. *
. o O Can't let him figure out that until a few hours ago, I was just a simple CPU Clerk, not the head of a Secret Society! I better say exactly what Cy told me to say...
"My name is Chuck-O-NBC-1. Cy-O-NIC-6 was NOT your true leader - I am. Cy-O reported directly to me - he was a figurehead, and a decoy; A final failsafe, in case the wretched Anti-Mutants got too close. And it has proved to be a needed precaution - Cy-O is with us no longer."
"Do you think I decanted yesterday?! That's preposterous!!!"
. o O *Gulp.* Ok, keep cool. Stick to the script. C'mon, Chuck... You can do this! Be CONVINCING!
* Chuck forces a smile once again. Had an EMP pulse caused by [DFSR] not fried all the surveillence equipment in the room earlier that day (the moment before Cy-O had entered,) a dilligent observer might have had been able to notice that there's something slightly different this time; It's as if the light in the room bounced off Chuck's teeth at an unexpected angle, creating a noticable glint for the briefest of moments. *
"If I were not telling the truth, if I was not who I say I am... Why would I be here instead of Cy-O? How would I know your name is Alfred-B-STR? Why would you be unable to penetrate my mind? Perhaps most importantly... How would I possibly know anything about Project Genesis?"
 "But........... Hmmmmm. But............... No. But............ I.... I..... I.......................... I see. Please forgive my prior behavoir, Sir. I had no idea. A wise precaution, using Cy-O-NIC-6 as a figurehead. What are your orders, Sir?"
. o O Vat... Cy didn't get that far! If only he hadn't grabbed my head so suddenly, and stared into my eyes with that creepy look. I thought he was about to get violent, and that I was simply wasting my time listening to his ramblings... but now, I wish that I hadn't pushed him into the incinerator quite so quickly!
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Has two black eyes.
Wearing:
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Digital ID Tag(displays name, with a bright bar indicating Security Clearance of BLUE.)
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| firedup13 |
| Posted: Fri Jun 10, 2011 4:55 am Post subject: |
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BLUE
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* A rather oversized incinerator sits perilously close to Alfred's chair. Chuck shares his office with the supervisors of the two other shifts, and he had always nievely assumed that the somewhat unusal device was custom designed to facilitate the creation of Unhistory by the third shift in his CPU facility, a group known as The "General Oversight-Nonexistant Event" Squad... But now, the true reason why The G.O.N.E. Squad's supervisor had the device installed has suddenly become quite apparent, as the faintest smell of soylent wafts from the device. *
"I presume that any dissension amongst our ranks in regards to implimenting Project Genesis has been dealt with by CONTROL?"
 "Of course, Sir!"
. o O Vat. I was hoping I'd be wrong so I'd have a bit more time to think before having to act!
"Alright, there is a matter I need to attend to personally. Meanwhile, you will contact CONTROL. As First Lieutenant, I trust you will be persuasive and effective in facilitating a smooth transition to my more direct involvement. I want you to instruct CONTROL to..."
* Chuck outlines his instructions to Alfred-B, who then teleports away to carry them out. *
* Chuck slumps back in his chair and breathes a heavy sigh of relief.. It takes only moments for the tapping on the desk to begin anew. *
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Has two black eyes.
Wearing:
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Digital ID Tag(displays name, with a bright bar indicating Security Clearance of BLUE.)
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| Eival |
| Posted: Sat Jun 11, 2011 3:24 pm Post subject: |
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RED
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SUIT RECORDING
"YOU! Get a power generator. Make it snappy! You have access to the entirety of R&D due to our new Record Fixer TM! GOGOGOGO!!!"
*Zepp-I-LIN, the recipient of the abuse, left quickly.*
.oO The cloning procedure really needs fixing up. The boss has been really screwed over mentally, even more so than before.
"AND YOU! GET A BOMB IN THAT VATTING TOWER"
/SUIT RECORDING
(OOC-More should have been included, bu I can only put this much right now. Vatting time restraints! )
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| Danforth |
| Posted: Sat Jun 11, 2011 3:34 pm Post subject: |
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RED
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A long, long, LONG-abandoned transtube station deep within the Underplex. A barely-readable advertisement for Lithiated LemonLime B3 ("new for AC 165!") is visible on one wall. The only light comes from luminescent fungi and one neon tube, still inexplicably drawing power.
A clone enters. He has a certain rugged look to him, which in the sealed and scrubbed world of Alpha Complex makes him look somewhat off-kilter. Maybe he's veteran Armed Forces. [OOC: This is not the Mighty Vole himself.] Behind him march two armoured clones. They carry a box about 3ft x 2ft x 1ft with side handles. There are some square holes in the box, covered with wire mesh.
All three clones are wearing foil hats.
The two guards gently set the box down in the centre of the platform, then all three step back. They look relaxed but alert. The two guards have some sort of bulky-looking sidearm with a square barrel.
They wait...
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IC RPG notes, currently "resting": Sheldrake-R-PLN-1 # Laconic, sinewy R&D scientist
Previously: Ep1) Danforth-O, sings and dances # Eps2) & 5) Danfifth-O, lummox and vidshow pirate # Ep3) Forthdan-V, FCCCP whackjob # Ep4) The Mighty Vole, Sierra Club bigshot # Ep5) Boogie-O, Vole's man |
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| firedup13 |
| Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2011 12:31 am Post subject: |
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BLUE
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* From behind one of the pillars in the Transtube station, two femclones step into view. Mary-O-NET and her counterpart are dressed identically, wearing a standard ORANGE Clearance PLC Clerk uniform. Their armor consists of an 'I Love PLC' cap, and they are armed with blank smiles and vacant eyes. They speak in unison. *
"Ooooooohhh.... Shiny! Is that for us?"
* One appears to be enthralled by the foil hats, the other by the wire mesh on the box. *
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Has two black eyes.
Wearing:
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Digital ID Tag(displays name, with a bright bar indicating Security Clearance of BLUE.)
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| firedup13 |
| Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2011 6:10 am Post subject: |
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BLUE
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* Meanwhile, back in the office where Chuck sits... *
. o O Phew. I almost lost my nerve at the end. Thank Computer he left when he did! Hope I'm going about this the right way. Next shiftcycle will eventually be here, better start to get things in order...
* Chuck gets up and looks at the incinerator. As a special order item for the leader of the G.O.N.E. Squad, it is of better quality than the average piece of equipment in Alpha Complex; it's circuits were not fried by the EMP Pulse, but the calibration was thrown off considerably. When Chuck opens the door, instead of the expected pile of ashes, he sees a lumpy pile of blistered goo.*
. o O Darn thing must be on the fritz, just like the cameras... Just my luck that it was still functional enough to kill Cy. Oh well, can't cry over spilt soylent!
* Chuck closes the man-sized incinerator door once again. Then, using skills once thought reserved for only the very most talented Technical Services supervisors, he turns the device "OFF", counts to 10, and turns it back "ON". It hums back to life, and the remains inside are reduced to ashes. *
. o O Well, Cy's totally gone now. I guess that's tha....
* Chuck falls backwards into his chair, his eyes crossed. The first of an untold number of buried memories (that were implanted by Cy-O-NIC-6) suddenly floods into his consciousness. *
"I know Kun-G-FOO?"
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| Danforth |
| Posted: Mon Jun 13, 2011 8:16 am Post subject: |
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RED
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* From behind one of the pillars in the Transtube station, two femclones step into view. Mary-O-NET and her counterpart are dressed identically, wearing a standard ORANGE Clearance PLC Clerk uniform. Their armor consists of an 'I Love PLC' cap, and they are armed with blank smiles and vacant eyes. They speak in unison. *
"Ooooooohhh.... Shiny! Is that for us?"
* One appears to be enthralled by the foil hats, the other by the wire mesh on the box. * |
"Hands off the foil hats, if you please", says the rugged-looking clone. He briefly examines the 'I Love PLC' caps, nods, then sizes up the two femclones.
"Yes, this is the cargo. But we were told to expect one clone. Explain, please..."
The guards shift their weight, prompting strange chittering and shuffling sounds to emerge from about their person... whatever is in the cargo box scratches and mutters to itself in response.
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IC RPG notes, currently "resting": Sheldrake-R-PLN-1 # Laconic, sinewy R&D scientist
Previously: Ep1) Danforth-O, sings and dances # Eps2) & 5) Danfifth-O, lummox and vidshow pirate # Ep3) Forthdan-V, FCCCP whackjob # Ep4) The Mighty Vole, Sierra Club bigshot # Ep5) Boogie-O, Vole's man |
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| firedup13 |
| Posted: Mon Jun 13, 2011 1:04 pm Post subject: |
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BLUE
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* The two femclones continue to stand still and smile as they stare at the shiny metal items that intrigue them so. They could easily be mistaken for men - That's not uncommon in Alpha Complex, but what makes this case different is that it would be more due to their muscular build rather than their clothing or Friend Computer's prescribed medications... Although, certain less official drugs could also help explain their bulging muscles. When they reply, they once again speak eerily in unison. *
"We lift things up and we put them down."
* The vacant look in their eyes make it any clone's guess if they have simply failed to process the request for an explaination as to their number, or if they think they have answered it. *
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Has two black eyes.
Wearing:
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Digital ID Tag(displays name, with a bright bar indicating Security Clearance of BLUE.)
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| Danforth |
| Posted: Tue Jun 14, 2011 8:22 am Post subject: |
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RED
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The rugged-looking clone looks at the femclones a short while longer, then shrugs. "Mutant stuff, I guess... Okay, take the crate. We'll be in touch again when we want to cash the return favour in. Have fun, now."
The three Sierra Clubbers walk a little further backwards. One guard turns and raises his weapon in the direction they came in; the other covers the platform and the crate, though he's careful to avoid pointing it directly at the creepy identiclones. They move slowly back the way they came in, while looking to see what the Psions do next.
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IC RPG notes, currently "resting": Sheldrake-R-PLN-1 # Laconic, sinewy R&D scientist
Previously: Ep1) Danforth-O, sings and dances # Eps2) & 5) Danfifth-O, lummox and vidshow pirate # Ep3) Forthdan-V, FCCCP whackjob # Ep4) The Mighty Vole, Sierra Club bigshot # Ep5) Boogie-O, Vole's man |
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