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| Johnny-GDD |
 Posted: Wed Sep 14, 2011 5:03 am Post subject: Ep 5 - In the Lair of the Wombat! |
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RED
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The main corridor seems have had it's clearance level increased, what with all those red colored splotches everywhere.
oO(I think I'll stick with this side corridor instead.)
“OK, you two have the PDCs we are using for light, so stay ahead of me as we go.”
The two IRs in front look a little surly about this task, as opposed to the IRs behind Labels, who look scared out of their wits. “Forward!” After going up and down through tunnels and twisty passages that are absolutely caked with dirt, they eventually stumble into a room. It's covered in dirt too, but oddly enough it has a set of shelves with some IR clearance books.
“I'll look through those for some clues on where we are. Everyone keep watch.” oO(Can't let them get a hold of something before I do.) Labels looks through them, but can't make heads or tails of them. “These are filled with just strange little pictures about the size of my thumb. There's this UV building that looks like different sized bowls stacked on each other. And they have these meaningless slogans like 'Commemorating ANZAC day.'”
Labels catches one of the IRs looking over his shoulder.
“I told you to keep watch!” “Sir, I am watching.” “The exits and rest of the room idiot, not me!” The clone still seems to look at the shelf and books, though. Labels shoves one in the clone's arms. “OK, fine, carry this. It might come in handy.” The clone looks overjoyed and lovingly hugs the album. oO(He knows something. I better keep an eye on him. It's probably  propaganda. I'll turn him in once we get in range of PLN.)
“All right, let's keep moving.”
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| Yagh-MNN |
| Posted: Wed Sep 14, 2011 10:43 pm Post subject: |
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VIOLET
 
Joined: 20 Feb 2006
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*Somewhere in the depths...*
Heeeelooooo? I hear screaming, and I haven't ordered any terminations! Nobody better be treasonous dying without authorization! Anybody there?
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PLC Salesclone with gangly, extra-jointed arm.
Registered Mutation: "Annoyingkinesis"
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Red Jumpsuit with Boots
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Yagh-MNN, we hardly knew ye. |
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| Johnny-GDD |
| Posted: Thu Sep 15, 2011 2:31 am Post subject: |
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RED
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Labels hears some words coming from his left. “Hey, let's dig this way. I heard someone saying something. It might be the way back to PLN.” After some furious digging, Labels breaks through a wall and sees the back of a tied up violet figure.
oO(Uh-oh. I sure don't want to get involved in this. But if I abandon him or kill him or something, one of these finks will rat me out. I guess there's only one option then.)
“Sir! I've come to save you from those dirty Commie Mutant Traitors!” Labels rushes forward to untie Yagh-MNN. “We have been desperately worried about you and sorely need your wise, inspired leadership. Your very presence inspires us to make better and stronger efforts to serve Friend Computer and Alpha Complex. We all are so thrilled to be in the presence of such a legendary and illustrious citizen. Now that you are leading us, this treasonous plot will crumble down around those filthy commies working against us.” Labels throws his bootlicking so far into overdrive that he almost literally licks Yagh's boots while he unties Yagh's ankles.
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| Yagh-MNN |
| Posted: Fri Sep 16, 2011 10:26 pm Post subject: |
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VIOLET
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Excellent work, citizen! You can be sure a commendation is going on your record. Just as soon as the current situation is resolved, you may even be promoted, too! You clearly demonstrate good leadership qualities, an-
SCREEEEE!
*WOMBAT COMBAT INITIATED!*
*A rather larger tunnel-wombat appears agitated at the possibility of losing Yagh. He slashes with razor-sharp claws at the would-be rescuer.*
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Larry-V-BUX-1
PLC Salesclone with gangly, extra-jointed arm.
Registered Mutation: "Annoyingkinesis"
Equipment:
Red Jumpsuit with Boots
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| Johnny-GDD |
| Posted: Sat Sep 17, 2011 12:32 am Post subject: |
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RED
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Labels bravely ducks back and tries to hide behind Yagh. “You guys take care of that thing while I save this citizen.” Labels looks back at the tunnel he came out of and only sees empty space.
“Uh-oh.”
While Labels tries to curl up into a Yagh sized ball he spots Yagh's side arm. He yanks it from its holster and unleashes a dazzling spray of violet coherent light at the vicious, slavering plushie.
“Die you filthy Commie Mutant Traitor!”
oO(I sure hope he understands necessary expediency and won't punish me for using a laser above my clearance level.)
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| Posted: Mon Sep 19, 2011 12:57 am Post subject: |
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* The wombat doesn't seem to have any reflec on and goes down in a foul smelling ball of burning fur after a final squeak. The laser barrel also makes a loud peircing squeak. *
* Meanwhile in a burrow far far away (well not all that far as the flybot flys but in clone generations pretty damn far as the clone crawls along wombat infested corridors) some furry heads are twitching like a large mob of arrested secret society suspects. *
 (1) : I have many reports of a disturbance in sector A3B what is going on down there?
(2) : It seems that a group of the hidden faction 'Clone Spoters' are trying to exploit a recent large emmision of lifeforms from the death dome.
(1) : My senses indicate a high percentage chance of retaliation from the dome. Dispatch a Scratch Team immediately!
(2) : Advance the Burrow!
* The bulky furry figure makes a significant nose gesture and departs without marking its scent! *
* Meanwhile in another burrow far far away but not quite as far far away as the burrow mentioned earlier, a huddle of furry noses are in close touch. *
(A) So we got a bunch a these multi coloured guys running up burrow B5 in A3B what do yous think?
(B) I say three ta one on GREEN, four ta one on a YELLOW five ta one on BLACK, ten ta one on ORANGE and one hundred ta one on RED.
(C) I can cover dat action
(A) OK make sure we get every bet covered looks like C7 is about to happen.
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| Johnny-GDD |
| Posted: Mon Sep 19, 2011 1:40 am Post subject: |
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RED
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Labels finishes releasing Yagh.
“Sir, I have resolved the situation. I can show you the way back to the big room {shudder} where you can lead us to overcome this horrible, treasonous plot. It's this way.”
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| Trilirix |
| Posted: Wed Oct 12, 2011 10:26 pm Post subject: |
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ORANGE
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Somewhere in a dark and rocky tunnel, nondescript in relation to the others in the wombat network, a gravelly groan permeates the still air. Rex's body shifts from its slumped-over pose. Slowly he rises, first to hand and knee, then almost to full height after a minutecycle. Then back to hand and knee, as standing so, suddenly, sends a swell of pain to the back of his head.
He fishes his hand around the floor for his pitchfork, happy to stay low for now.
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| Trilirix |
| Posted: Sat Oct 15, 2011 6:54 pm Post subject: |
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ORANGE
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Finally grasping the pitchfork, Rex slumps down onto his haunches, sitting with his back to the tunnel wall. He positions the fork sideways on his lap, parallel to the wall. Then his guts make a very familiar howling sound, though his memory is too wonky to place the familiarity. So instead he howls along with it, and his voice echoes down the tunnels:
"HELLOOOO? IS THERE ANYBODY OUT THERE? (Hellooooo?) I'M HUNGRYYYYYY! (Is there anybody out there?) (hellooo?) (I'm hungryyyy!) (is there anybody out there?) (i'm hungryyy!)"
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| Trilirix |
| Posted: Mon Oct 17, 2011 7:43 pm Post subject: |
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ORANGE
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In the dark tunnel a weary Rex quietly speaks to himself, babbling a bit, in a croaky voice.
"Rocks? Got any ro- "he coughs "rocks? I'll sell you some rocks. I had some rocks once. Lemme tell you, bout rocks. Never thought I was a chef-bot, til I got some rocks...."
He waves his hand to the side as a conversational gesture. It smacks lightly off a rock, at which point he turns his hand over, picking it up. It is about the size of his fist.
"Mmmm, delicious rock." He licks his somewhat parched lips.
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| Posted: Mon Oct 17, 2011 11:25 pm Post subject: |
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* You hear a faint scurrying sound echoing along the tunnel. *
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| Trilirix |
| Posted: Wed Oct 19, 2011 6:48 pm Post subject: |
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ORANGE
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Rex gives the rock in his hand a slow, somewhat contemplative lick. His eyes narrow in the darkness with the realization that something about eating a rock just isn't right. However, he simply cannot place what that might be.
Suddenly he hears the scurrying echoes reverberating quietly past him. He finds the will to call out in the tunnel.
"Scurrilous wretches! Have at, for you'll find no fear in this clone's heart! I EAT ROCKS!"
Then he remembers that he does not, in fact, eat rocks. Suddenly his woozy-headed bravado abates. With anxious rapidity he waggles the fingers of his free hand before the rock in his other hand. Under his breath he urges the rock.
"C'monnnn.....cmon."
His eyes scrunch (>_<) and with a small and sudden popping sound the rock becomes a shiny red apple. At least it would be shiny and red if there were any light in the tunnel. Without pause Rex shoves it in his mouth and greedily munches away.
After the apple is mostly finished and his courage has returned he listens again for the scurrying sounds.
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| Posted: Wed Oct 19, 2011 11:19 pm Post subject: |
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* The sounds appear to be coming from the darkness to your left. As you turn your head in that direction some slime muck from the ceiling gloops down onto you. *
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| Trilirix |
| Posted: Fri Oct 21, 2011 10:17 am Post subject: |
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ORANGE
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A slow but rapidly building sense of writhe-worthy disgust overcomes Rex. "Hello?" he says without much voicing.
He wipes the slimy muck from his head and, feeling it, jolts his hip from the wall and skitters backward a ways to the right. He gets up, pointing the pitchfork upwards. His left hand grips down while lower on the haft his right hand grips up, ready to quickly change attack direction down.
Quietly he breaths, eyes peering hopelessly in the dark. He listens for quickly approaching skitters, nerves wired...
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* The scurrying gets very close to Rex and then stops. Rex hears the faint sounds of breathing nearby. As the ambient light level rises slightly a large furry snout can be made out in the near distance. It is making a strange circular motion. *
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