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Post by headlesskoko on May 3, 2018 4:50:27 GMT
A box full of plushies. Just what was the warehouse used for? Well, whatever, Setsukko picks up a random toy just because and squishes it as she walks back to the ship. Having one box tipped over, especially one that was just filled with dolls wasn't going to make or break the barricade. She figured it was time to help with the freezer pumps, and if Gordon hasn't already started on it, then Toto, who was still a Machop, walked right on over to assist. Setsukko found a spot where her severe lack of strength could help even a little bit and put some elbow grease into the work, herself.
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Post by madandy on May 3, 2018 14:11:43 GMT
Gordon nods as he places his hands against the pump and starts pushing. Unfortunately, his efforts are... less than impressive as the thing doesn't budge. Odont and Tropho exchange a look - Odont is amused at the sight while Tropho is a bit perturbed at the implication she'd try to eat it (even if she is kind of curious how it would taste and it did look like a couple of bites wouldn't hurt, but oh well...). Still, after a moment they join in with the push, basically managing it by themselves. Gordon huffs a little as he guides the pump along, being the tallest of the three (by very little). "Geez, really gotta get in shape once people stop needin' me to patch 'em up. So, that'll be round about never, I'm thinkin'."On the athletics rolls, Gordon got 6, Odont got 11 and Tropho also got 11, making a total of 28
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Post by lordfhalkyn on May 4, 2018 15:16:17 GMT
The pump, with difficulty, is shoved aboard. How on earth did Hilda get the pumps out in the first place? As the final pump is put into place. Hilda activates the control panel, opening the roof of the warehouse; as it opens, there are brief blue flashes, and people in cybernetic jumpsuits appear on the warehouse floor. The eyes of their full-face masks glow red as they advance on Hilda, popping guns rippling with psionic energy. None of them seem to notice- or care- about you, for now. "Go! Now!" Hilda cries as the weapons are leveled at her. These guys are psi-troopers. A three-way cross between an angry Gyarados, Sabrina of Saffron City, and an exceedingly litigious lawyer, these guys are a corporation's elite soldier, unleashed only when serious money is at stake. What did Hilda do?
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Post by madandy on May 6, 2018 22:43:09 GMT
Gordon grunts as he looks over the situation. "Oh, ye've gotta be kiddin' me! Ye... Argh!" He shakes his head as realizes that, realistically speaking, there's no way to save Hilda.
He returns Odont and Tropho and runs onto the ship. "Ye better have left somethin' to tell us what we're supposed to do, Li'l Miss Frankenstein, otherwise I'm gonna track ye down to finish what those meathead started." He grumbles as he turns around, waiting for everyone else to board before he closes the entryway.
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Post by headlesskoko on May 13, 2018 4:15:45 GMT
Setsukko didn't need telling twice to double time it to the ship. Of course, that didn't mean that she didn't like having to. Grimacing, Setsukko returned her mons and ran to the ship as fast as her not athletically inclined body could take her. Once she was safely, or as safely as this situation could allow, past the door, she took one look best and then turned further into the ship.
Her frown had deepened. It wasn't that she liked Hilda. It was that Hilda sacrificing herself left a rather nasty feeling in Setsukko's gut. Every man for themself was the world Setsukko had become used to, not just in her time skirting around the underbelly of society but also back home before she ran away. An act of self-sacrifice felt so unnatural that it rubbed Setsukko the wrong way for so many reasons. She owed Hilda one, now, for instance. Then there was the level of the troops sent, which should probably be expected considering what Hilda had stolen...
Talking about what Hilda had stolen, Setsukko's brisk speed-walk took her through the ship until she found Mewtwo. "You!" Setsukko called out roughly, "Mewtwo! We need to get out now. Can you hook yourself in the Tajiri drive?". She really, really hoped that this creature didn't want to go back and save Hilda. The time to argue just wasn't right now.
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Post by lordfhalkyn on May 13, 2018 19:04:08 GMT
Mewtwo nods, wide-eyed, and unhooks the tube in the back of its head, replacing it with a tube from the Drive proper. Its eyes glow blue for a moment, and then reflect the image of the spiraling galaxy, stars twinkling with the promise of infinity. "Interface complete," it says. "Ready when you are."
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Post by headlesskoko on May 13, 2018 23:54:32 GMT
Once Mewtwo hooked in, Setsukko took her seat in the pilot's chair. She looked over the familiar set of controls, wondering just how long it had been since she sat in this position. The nostalgia only took ahold of her for a moment, however. A split second later, she powered on the ship and hooked herself into the comms system needed to communicate with the still-digitized Dr. Asimov (assuming there was such a system). "Setsukko to Dr. Asimov. Take heed, the ship will be taking off soon. Continue your search and, if possible, elimination of the tracker. Over." Then she turns her head to call over her shoulder, "Dr. Gordon! Are all crew members on board?!".
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Post by wolfgangx on May 14, 2018 3:38:07 GMT
Not gonna lie, this was something new. Looked like a standard tracking device that had been heavily modified. Dear lord, let's see if 451M0V could dislodge it.
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Post by lordfhalkyn on May 14, 2018 18:29:21 GMT
451M0V pokes the blob, which just stares back with its unfocused googly eyes. With that Poke, 451M0V gets a good look at the code for the thing. Not only can it be removed, it seems to be designed to be interacted with by Porygon and similar Pokemon. All 451M0V needs to do is to unlatch this thing's grip from the system and then exit the computer. It won't fight back, but it will maintain a vice-like grip for as long as possible.
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Post by madandy on May 15, 2018 2:09:37 GMT
Gordon does a quick mental head count before answering Setsukko. "Well, if ye mean everyone not stupid enough to get friggin' Psi-Troopers sent after 'em, then aye, we're all here. Now how 'bout we get outta here before they decide we're worth lookin' at too?"
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Post by headlesskoko on May 15, 2018 5:59:10 GMT
"Preparing to lift off," Setsukko announced to all members on board, tapping the controls to shut the doors (if they weren't already closed) and then other controls to set the ship in motion. Coordinates... What were the destination coordinates going to be? Setsukko wasn't really sure yet, but they could figure that out after leaving orbit. For now, she focused on leaving the planet.
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Post by wolfgangx on May 15, 2018 11:45:50 GMT
451M0V left cyberspace, and then turned to 002.
"Help me get this on ths ship!"
As soon as 451M0V had gotten the dispenser on the ship, he released 001 from its ball and had all three of them enter cyberspace to work on the virus.
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Post by lordfhalkyn on May 15, 2018 12:47:57 GMT
The Psi-Troopers don't fire their weapons. They simply watch the ship fly upwards into the sky. Perhaps they did nothing because they got what they wanted. Perhaps they did nothing because they couldn't get what they wanted. Who knows? As the Firefly enters orbit, sensors indicate that there is currently no massive corporate fleet in the vicinity, though that may change without warning. Beyond the main window are stars without number. They twinkle, red, gold, white, and blue, each a potential planet or system to visit. An infinite vista, of infinite possibilities. *** Meanwhile, in cyberspace, 451M0V and his 'mon return to the tracker, it continues to watch them. 001 seems unnerved by this thing, shuffling back and forth, making little whimpering sounds.
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Post by madandy on May 18, 2018 1:17:49 GMT
Gordon sighs, half in relief at being out of immediate danger and half out of frustration with the situation.
He turns around. "So, just to check, an' I realize I already know an' hate the answer, but does anyone have the slightest friggin' clue what we're supposed to be doin' out here?"
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Post by wolfgangx on May 18, 2018 1:28:09 GMT
"Alright, fellas, let's get to work. #001, try to zap it off, #002, do what you do best."
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Actually 32 damage from Machop, accidentally used HP instead of ATK.2d6+26·2d8+20
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Post by headlesskoko on May 18, 2018 2:52:49 GMT
"Our great and might employer failed to tell us, but we're in too deep to get out of this without finishing the job." Setsukko also hated the answer and had thought so far as to what she could do to slip out and back to her old life once they landed in a new port. After all, with the employer caught, she really didn't have any incentive to keep on working. At least, that's how it normally was. Not this time, though. No... There were freaking Psi Troopers and a Mewtwo involved and, what was more, she had been idiotic enough to let her face be seen. With stakes this high, there was no way she was just going to be allowed to slip off. As she piloted the ship in a direction away from the planet, she contemplated the options given to the crew. "What we do know right now is that we're in way over our heads. We need a place to lie low and gather information. Maybe there are clues on this ship or the Mewtwo knows something. On top of that..." A deep, heavy sigh and a frustrated scratch of the head. It was impossible. Simply impossible. "HAAAH. It's madness to go against the corporations. There's no way we're going to be able to fight against them. It's impossible, but that's exactly what we have to do if we are to suspect the worst."
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Post by lordfhalkyn on May 18, 2018 12:31:21 GMT
The tracker blob is smashed out of the circuitry, floating in a heap in cyberspace, googly eyes spinning crazily. It'll take root again, if you give it time, but until then it can be grabbed and pulled out of cyberspace. *** Mewtwo, over the ship's comms, hesitantly says "Well, um, Miss Hilda did want to crack some kind of datapad, but, I, uh, I think she had it on her... when... when..." Mewtwo's speaking is replaced with sobbing, and you realize how mentally immature this thing is. Sure, it can grow to be powerful, but right now, it's an overgrown kid with an ability to speak starship. Mewtwo, however, is not so upset that it can't send Hilda's notes to Setsukko's console. It seems your former employer had bookmarked several locations as potential locations for someone able to crack her datapad. Most seem to be crossed off, but there's still a few left. As Setsukko analyzes these locations, there's a small but insistent blip on the console indicating that this flying scrapheap has one more interstellar trip left before it needs to refuel.
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Post by madandy on May 18, 2018 14:20:42 GMT
Gordon groans a little. "Right, so we just bop around from planet to planet till we figure out why we're boppin' from planet to planet." He shakes his head and turns around to leave the bridge. "I'm headin' down to sickbay, check out our supply situation, feel free to not bother me. Maybe I can find a bottle o' somethin' medicinal."
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Post by headlesskoko on May 18, 2018 21:56:09 GMT
Setsukko didn't stop him, but she also didn't just let the poor doctor go free. "Catalog what's there and tell me what kind of damages we can sustain before we need to restock." Meanwhile, she sat back in her seat as she let the ship cruise, likely looking like some sort of spoiled princess, but she couldn't just leave the ship unattended.
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Post by lordfhalkyn on May 19, 2018 14:02:00 GMT
This ship is well-provisioned. You could survive for a little over a year on this stuff; Hilda must've gone on a spending spree before contacting you guys; you even recognize the labels of some of the products as being from the city below. Plenty of medical and culinary supplies, and this ship's oxygen recycling machines are in good condition. The food dispenser can use either the ingredients you found, or it can recycle your waste into a tasteless paste; it's your choice. Medically speaking, what Hilda stockpiled seems to be a larger version of a field-medic's kit; anything short of vital organ surgery, debilitating diseases, and broken bones can be handled easily. Weapon-wise, there is a small locker with three automatic, self-loading rifles, with plenty of ammunition. The rifles are mass produced, feature no cutting-edge technology like DNA identification, the insides of the barrels have been smoothed down, and it seems the serial numbers have been carefully filed off. A lot of effort has been put into making these weapons are untraceable. What the search failed to unearth is hard cash. The rifles use the special attack stat, and grant access to the move Bullet Seed. The rifles go through a lot of ammo quickly, and need to be reloaded (an in-game explanation of why the rifle's Bullet Seed is EOT.) Star-system-wise, there are three potential systems Hilda intended to go to: Yinid, Sjofn, and Vespa. I've made a separate post- the Galactic Atlas- detailing each system. The initial Atlas post will be updated as new systems are discovered, so feel free to ask questions about each system!
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