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Post by wolfgangx on Mar 10, 2018 2:57:02 GMT
"OK, so, A. by revealing your face to us, we don't really have a choice anymore, and we're kind of locked into this. B. You really have to be more careful when it comes to these sorts of things. There might be cameras around here."
451M0V began doing a wireless scan for any nearby cameras and wiping any footage they may have of the group surrounding him.
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Post by madandy on Mar 10, 2018 16:59:56 GMT
Gordon rolls his eyes. "Ye think I'd've gone through this whole thing if I had a choice aboot it? Patchin' up people who cannae keep 'emselves safe ain't exactly my idea of a good time, ye know? Course I'm still in.
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Post by lordfhalkyn on Mar 10, 2018 17:45:11 GMT
451M0V's scan and Setsukko's glances turn up several cameras.... all dead. They all seem to have been fried by the gun this woman has, and then been carefully gutted to remove all possibility of them reactivating. However, 451M0V's scan also reveals that the woman's sunglasses are scanning them, looking for hidden weapons, or electronic bugs that you may be unaware of. The woman smiles coldly at Gordon. "Really. I'll bet you'll change your tune real quick once I show you what I've got. Follow me." Without waiting to see what you do, she turns and strides purposefully into a nearby alleyway.
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Post by madandy on Mar 13, 2018 22:17:36 GMT
Gordon raises an eyebrow as he follows, making sure to keep Tropho very close. He's not entirely sure what she means by "changing his tune" but, considering he doesn't know many others, he's curious to see what she's got that's so special.
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Post by headlesskoko on Mar 14, 2018 0:36:51 GMT
Setsukko inwardly groans as she learns that there is more walking to do. However, she strides after the woman with nary a problem appearing on her face. After all, her curiosity was piqued. The gutted cameras, which would have risen suspicion in a normal person, only told Setsukko that this was really something that the woman wanted to keep a secret... but also was unable to reveal to anyone she actually knew and trusted. It was probably just because the mission was on a strictly need-to-know basis and just that dangerous. After all, easier to swallow sacrificing strangers hardly anyone would miss like this ragtag band than familiar faces. However, even then, danger meant something interesting, and the woman was certainly selling it as that.
Still, Setsukko couldn't appear so complacent. Sidling up to walk besides their blonde guide, Setsukko casually asked, "I'm impressed with your preparations, miss. Though, if you don't mind me asking, after taking such pains, why are you leading a bunch of people you just met to this jaw-dropping secret of yours?".
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Post by lordfhalkyn on Mar 14, 2018 14:24:14 GMT
The woman leads you to what appears to be a ruined hovercar, but by now you know better than to trust appearances. She smiles at Setsukko as she opens the trunk, saying "It's to ensure your loyalty. You either stick with me and maybe live to tell the tale, or don't, in which case you're force-fed sodium pentathol by the gallon before summary execution." She steps aside, revealing a Mewtwo asleep inside the trunk. This is serious. Mewtwo creation was banned centuries ago, after a Mewtwo arms race nearly escalated into all-out psychic warfare. The corporations made a public showing of destroying their Mewtwo stockpiles, agreeing that Mutually Assured Destruction should not come at the cost of the customers and stockholders. The Mewtwos, all completely sapient, died in torment, leading to such outrage that the great corporations publicly promised to never again create living weapons. Someone is breaking multiple corporate agreements, laws, treaties, and homeowner association rules. Who knows what that someone will do to keep a secret like this under wraps? (Wait, homeowner association rules?) Yes. Homeowner associations in the year 3500 have strict rules governing how homeowners resolve conflict. What began as blowing your leaves into the neighbor's yard quickly escalated into turning Litten and Skitties into biohazardous vectors, an ambitious project known to the public as "I CAN HAZARD." "I CAN HAZARD" has been outlawed for three hundred years, but the kits are still available, if you know who, where, when, and how to ask. The altered Pokemon are also available, if you know where to look. Which you likely don't. (Also, what the heck is with a Mewtwo at the start of the campaign?) Since I don't think any of you have the psychic capacity to operate the Tajiri Drive, Mewtwo will do it. He serves you in the same capacity Melfina served the Outlaw Star: navigating the ship. Also similar to Melfina, he is a plot device to drive the story. He is also only level 1, so don't expect him to come running in to save you.
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Post by wolfgangx on Mar 14, 2018 15:55:08 GMT
"Wow. Was not expecting that."
451M0V was slightly panicking on the inside, because holy shit, he was approximatrly 87.354% sure that this might be considered treasonous.
"I have several questions. First off, what the hell?! Why is there a WMD in your fucking trunk?! Second of all, where did you even get this?"
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Post by madandy on Mar 14, 2018 18:08:59 GMT
Gordon gulps as he looks at the sleeping uber-mon.
"Third, could ye maybe explain how ye intend to stop it turnin' the lot of us inside out if it feels like it?"
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Post by lordfhalkyn on Mar 14, 2018 18:14:07 GMT
The woman gently strokes the sleeping bioweapon's head as she replies "Well, one, he's in the trunk because I can't show him in the daylight. Two, he came from the same place I got my spaceship. Three, he's relatively weak, and is surprisingly not that savage."
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Post by wolfgangx on Mar 14, 2018 18:44:42 GMT
"How wonderfully helpful."
451M0V's voice was dripping with as much sarcasm as he could synthesize, and that is a lot of sarcasm.
"What kind of spaceship? And is it also in your trunk?"
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Post by lordfhalkyn on Mar 14, 2018 19:05:48 GMT
The woman shuts the trunk quietly before responding with equally thick sarcasm: "No, silly, it's in my pocket." She looks at the robot, tilting her glasses downward so you can see her startlingly emerald green eyes. "It's hidden in the desert. If you'll get in, we'll be going there now, as soon as we can."
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Post by wolfgangx on Mar 14, 2018 19:09:00 GMT
"Wonderful. Sand."
Fucking hell. He would be cleaning sand out of 7UR1NG's joints for days, maybe weeks. Dear god, honestly, fuck sand.
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Post by headlesskoko on Mar 14, 2018 22:49:25 GMT
Setsukko had to clamp her mouth shut for the last few exchanges of dialogue, or else she was going to recite an entire list of codes and regulations about how this was illegal and why, all of it likely concluded with a series of curses and demands to know if this woman was in her right mind.
However, she didn't, and after a few tense seconds, the urge passed. Cool, calm, and composed was what she should be if she was freaking out on the inside, so of course that was how she presented herself. Setsukko stared coldly at the Mewtwo resting in the trunk and then at the woman just as she flashed her emerald eyes. Setsukko blinked but said nothing yet.
There was no way out anymore, and only one way forward. She climbed into the hovercar as indicated, taking a window seat in the back.
Once the rest were all in the car, Setsukko asked offhandedly, "So what do you plan with the package?". Her eyes were fixed to whatever lay outside, as if she didn't care much about the answer.
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Post by madandy on Mar 15, 2018 1:07:47 GMT
Gordon groans, recalling Tropho - not because he felt any safer, but because he wasn't going to do any good defending against that.
He climbs into the passenger seat of the car without asking, so as to keep as far away from that thing as possible.
"Alright, an' while we're travellin', ye can explain exactly what yer plannin' fer us to do. I mean, I doubt ye got us all together just to show off that ye've got a spaceship and baby-armageddon back there. What's the job?"
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Post by wolfgangx on Mar 15, 2018 2:08:24 GMT
"Oh joy. Going to a desert, my favorite place in the world, carrying a Mewtwo, my favorite kind of WMD, to go on a strange mission proposed by a mysterious lady! What a wonderful day it's been."
"sarcasm.EXE COMPLETE."
"I'm done now."
451M0V takes a seat in the passenger side rear seat.
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Post by headlesskoko on Mar 15, 2018 3:54:24 GMT
Setsukko simply rolled her eyes at Asimov's sarcasm, which reminds me. "On the way there, introductions from all of us might also be nice."
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Post by wolfgangx on Mar 15, 2018 10:18:42 GMT
"Porygon unit, version 1.2. Unit primary designation, 4-5-1-M-0-V. Unit secondary designation, Dr. Asimov. Chassis unit designation 7-U-R-1-N-G. Chassis secondary designation Turing."
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Post by madandy on Mar 15, 2018 15:40:31 GMT
"Gordon McClintock MD. I'm the guy who's gonna be keepin' ye all alive when this mission goes to hell. Just so ye know."
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Post by lordfhalkyn on Mar 15, 2018 16:18:49 GMT
The woman accelerates the car through the ruined part of town out into the desert, the antigrav stirring up a cloud of dust behind it as it goes ever faster. She looks at you all in the rearview mirror and says "Well... you can call me Hilda, for now." Following a ruined road for about thirty minutes (during which someone's body odor becomes apparent, as does the fact "Hilda" has the child controls for the doors and windows on), the car pulls up to a ruined warehouse of some kind. Who built it and why is not apparent, but Hilda appears to be using this place as a hideout; as she opens the door and steps out, you hear the hum of machinery echoing inside.
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Post by headlesskoko on Mar 17, 2018 1:01:58 GMT
"Setsukko, I'm just an odd-job man and we got all of our important bases covered, so I guess I'm here to help when any of you specialists need an extra hand. Oh, I guess you could say I'm also a decent talker."
A doctor, an engineer, a navigator, and with Hilda being the implied commander, Setsukko was certain that this was the intended set-up.
By the end of the trip, the scent of vanilla had filled the car, no doubt from the ice cream locked in with the four humans. Setsukko had tried to open the windows, but it was to no avail. Apparently, their employer couldn't even trust her employees with the window controls. Although, Setsukko couldn't really blame her for it.
Eventually, finally, though, the car pulls up to a warehouse. Through Hilda's open door, the sound of machinery could be heard and Setsukko tries to open the door herself to climb out... only to be reminded that the doors have been locked. She waits, with arms and legs crossed, to be let out.
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