V. 6. Pills and Gremlin traps
Characters in this section:
Bee-G-CAN; Brain researcher.
Zat-R-NIK; New citizen to PLN.
Bill-O-BOY; R&Der
Quend-R-LON
Dourden-O: Intsec guy with a commie in his head.
Aratos-O: The player is actually scottish, I believe.
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Employment Station ยป R&D main lab 56.8-
Zat and Bee arrive back from the testing grounds. Zat peers into the room cautiously.
"I think its gone now..."
She enters the room, still looking around for the frog.*
***
* Gremlin! I meant gremlin...
(If you don't know, don't ask)
***
"Okay then... lets see what we have here... "
Bee starts rummaging around in the plasti-glass fronted cupboard marked on the front in crayon "Medicine cabinet."
"Are you sure you want to do this? It might... change things... or make you forget again... it might not work at all..."
She takes a deep breath.
"Yes, I.. I'm sure."
She smiles slightly.
"After all, if it doesn't work there is always that picture."
"Let's see... a couple of bottles of pink stuff, and few thingies... a suppository? Eww... hey, we have a couple of pretty pills here... Red pill or blue pill?"
"Lets try the red one..."
She looks at the pill. It is quite large.
"Don't worry. That isn't the suppository."
Bee gets Zat a glass of water. He looks concerned.
"If you're sure... most of these came out of the Cerebral Labs, but the labels are all messed up. I wish we still had that lab, we could have done this a lot easier."
Zat looks releived, glad she can take this medication oraly.
"Yes, I'm sure,"
She takes the pill and (Hydro*) the glass of water, ingesting the medication. For a moment nothing happens. Then she sways slightly and sits down heavily. Everything is slightly dim, but she does not loose conciousness. She looks up at Bee, not quite able to focus, and giggles.
***
*Hydro, you ask?
Wel... haha...
I said don't ask before right?
***
crashing sounds and Bill-O's voice comes drifting up the hallway in the direction of Lab 87
"Why you little... When I get my hands on you I'm gonnaOOOPH!... HEY!! ANYONE OUT THERE?! TRAPPED CLONE IN HERE!!! COULD USE A HAND OR TWO!!! ... HEY THE LITTLE BUGGER'S TRYING TO FRY ME!!! SOMEONE GET IN HERE!!! BEE?! ZAT?! GREYMIST?! AAANNNYYYYBOODDDYYYY!!!!!!!"
Quend-r-LON, a cheerful RED clone bounds into the R&D area.
"Hello? I'm looking for, um, Jumpyip-Y. On business for CPU! Is he here? Is anybody home? Yoo-hoo!"
Aratos wanders in, gripping a 'gremlin' at arms length.
"Excuse me, ah'm winderin' if maybe ye'd like tae have a look at this wee basturd? It's been runnin aroon Poower Services fer the last few hoors."
Bee sits down in front of Zat and waves his hand in front of her face. He picks up a pen-sized torch from the desk and looks in Zat's eyes in a vaguely doctorish way.
"Zat? How do you feel? Anything happening?"
He looks up at the intruders, then back to Zat.
"Excuse me, we're a little busy conducting experiments. Please return between office hours when a full staff will be more than happy to blah blah blabbidy blah."
He waves his finger in front of Zat's eyes, checking her eye movements. He looks up again at the clones just standing there, and gets irritated.
"Jumpyip is in the Liason office. If he isn't, tell him Bee-G says he's up for the next round of Experimental Flavour testing and he's on the exciting end of the spoon. And get that white thing out of here. Bill-O is experimenting on them somewhere else and it sounds like he wants a hand. Fortunately for you I will fail to mention the fact that you are touching something much higher than your own clearance to anyone else if you leave within the next five seconds."
"ach, fer cryin oot loud."
Aratos wanders off, muttering something about R&D and courteousy.
" AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!! "
The now louder scream comes from down the hallway, and the smell of fried Soylent begins to fill the air.
"Sorry to interrupt, sir! I'll go find this liaison office right away, sir, and if Jumpyip-Y isn't there, sir, I'll send him a cmail for you, sir! Have fun, sir!"
Mmm, is that Soylent Red? I love that smell! Wonder if they have Sweet 'n' Sour Soylent Steaks in this sector?
Quend-R does a smart about-face and ambles off.
Bee sniffs the air, and wrinkles his nose. He can hear a far-off screaming as well, and listens closely.
Hmm. Sounds like trouble.
He gets up and walks over to the door. The screaming gets a little louder from down the hallway. Concern fills his heart as he shuts it.
I always miss the fun stuff, but my... my...
He silently tries out the word he knows, but has never said before. He thinks about the pronunciation of the rather simple but unfamiliar word:
...my girrrl....
...my girl needs me.
He sits down in front of Zat again, and takes a sip of the water.
His PDC starts to ring. A cute little FuzzyBobbyBobbleBot appears on the screen and starts whizzing around.
Important! Important news found! Important!
Bee picks it up and takes a look. The 'BobbleBot runs off the screen. He raises an eyebrow in curiosity.
"I wonder what that's about. He started it, I just said hello. Bah. Nerds."
Bill-O enters with Aratos, carrying an empty vat.
"Ok, right over here in the center of the room in that cleared space."
The vat is set down some distance from Bee and Zat.
"Ach, so, noo ah'l stick some cake in the vat, an then as soon as the wee bastid walks in we slam the lid doon, an' set fire to it an' send it tae HEL sector, richt?" Say Aratos.
"Sure," says Bill "um... basicly, Aratos is going to put a few pieces of cake down here in this vat, and we're all going to hide around the room and wait for a creature to go into the vat, and then slam the lid down on it, trapping it alive! So the more eyes watching for the creature the better, I guess...
Dourden walks over to Bill.
"Ooh thats what you are actually doing, right what can i do to help?"
"Well, as much as I'd LOVE to fry the bugger, I'm afraid we do need to take at least one alive so that R&D can study it, since they apparently turn to goo when they die, so we can't just study the corpse."
"culdn't hae pit it better masel'. Aratos drops a couple of slices of cake into the vat, then looks for a good place to hide.
"ok ill look from over here" Dourden moves over & hides in the shadows.
Why is Bill-O always so angry?
***
An out of chacter comment from Bill:
Oh, and it's not so much that I'm always angry as that's the icon I'm using for the 'evil' personality. I just haven't swapped back and forth much lately, since that'd cause more complications I don't feel like dealing with as my 'good' half is unaware of what the 'evil' half does
***
The group sits hidden around the lab, waiting for... something to happen.
Bill squats behind an experiment with his pointed-end broom laying on the floor beside him, within easy reach. Unnoticed by Bill, the broom is slowly moved behind him by a small WHITE clawed hand. Another moment goes by and suddenly, Bill hears a familiar raspy voice very close to him.
"Bye Bye, Billy! HEEHEHEEHEHEEEEE!!"
Bill turns just in time to receive his pointed broomstick right between the ribs.
" I... don't... think.... they... fellllllllll... fffff.-"
(gurgle)
*Bill-O-BOY-2 has eaten his last HotFun.*
*Four WHITE creatures suddenly appear seemingly from nowhere, going toward the other hidden clones*
Help ma boab!
*Aratos jumps up and starts running away from the gremlins. Unfortunately one of them manages to grab his leg and trip him up before he reaches the door*
Help! This things has sharp teeth!
"WHOA, I aint taking this"
*Bolts for the Door*
"I aind Being killed by one of those little runts"
Argh! Help!
*Aratos kicks the grmelin off and crawls quickly towards the door.*
Zat is only vaugly aware on Bee sitting down in front of her. Her vision fades to the point where you would stop bothering to say she actually saw anything. Her eyes remain open and she is still in a sense concious, but to only a slightly greater extent than of a person who is near enough to being awake that they can hear what is going on around them. Reality and dream run simultaneosly.
Zat finds herself back in the dream well, this time without a guide. She falls, her most recent memories rising around her, then passing out of her awareness.
She feels very alone.
In the real world her eyes flicker about rapidly at things only she can see.
..."Red Pill".....Fireworks....Lunch...."Always wanted"...."Any experiance".....Scrubbing...paying...Docbot!
Her eyes suddenly try to refocus, seeking out Bee's face as the memory of the painful, traumatic experiance continues to play in reverse. Her vision is too dimmed to make anything out. One hand reaches out.
She dosn't want to be alone.
A gremlin jumps up on the table beside Zat with some sort of hypodermic needle about two feet long.
"Fry the bugger fry the bugger! Study the corpse! Hahahahaaaaa!"
Bee draws out his crowbar and knocks it on the head.
"Your pronunciation is wrong citizen. No doubt this will also reflect in your spelling and penmanship."
"Gnurr... corpse... haaaa.... bugger the fryyyeeeheee..."
Little stars float around the gremlin's head as it totters drunkenly and falls off the back of the desk.
"Zat? Time to go, I think."
Bee holds out his hand as he thumps the gremlin on the head again as it tries to climb back up. Zats hand meets Bee's, she says something unintelligable, but probebly ending in a question mark. She stumbles slowly, unsteadily - and blindly - to her feet.
Uh oh...
Bee waves his hand in front of Zat's face.
Not good...
He winces as a gremlin latches onto his leg. He whacks it, shakes it onto the ground and steps on it with a squelch.
"Let's go somewhere safer. Although I don't really know where we can go... "
he takes Zat's arm and leads her slowly out the door.
Zat stumbles along, the memories continuing.
.........I'm sorry, Citizen. I can't help you unless you tell me which medical emergency requires treatment. After all, I could just fix everything I note...but then I'd find out that you can't afford it, and you really liked the broken nose and mismatched eyes after all............
She forces her attention back to the unseen present, trying not to fall over. The pair make it out of the room.
Random stares blankly as everything seems to go straight to HEL sector...shakes himself back to the reality of the situation and runs over to help Aratos-O fight off gremlins.
"Oh wow, this was the plan?....ow... damn... this ...isn't ...working ...ow ....I...think ...we ...need ...ow ...weapons ...or ...something ...oof ...Let's ...ow ...get ...out ...of ...here ...and regroup...damn... "
He runs out of R&D in the direction of Power Services a few gremlins remain attached to him.
"ow...stop that.."
Bee-G-CAN; Brain researcher.
Zat-R-NIK; New citizen to PLN.
Bill-O-BOY; R&Der
Quend-R-LON
Dourden-O: Intsec guy with a commie in his head.
Aratos-O: The player is actually scottish, I believe.
Forum covered in this section:
Employment Station ยป R&D main lab 56.8-
Zat and Bee arrive back from the testing grounds. Zat peers into the room cautiously.
"I think its gone now..."
She enters the room, still looking around for the frog.*
***
* Gremlin! I meant gremlin...
(If you don't know, don't ask)
***
"Okay then... lets see what we have here... "
Bee starts rummaging around in the plasti-glass fronted cupboard marked on the front in crayon "Medicine cabinet."
"Are you sure you want to do this? It might... change things... or make you forget again... it might not work at all..."
She takes a deep breath.
"Yes, I.. I'm sure."
She smiles slightly.
"After all, if it doesn't work there is always that picture."
"Let's see... a couple of bottles of pink stuff, and few thingies... a suppository? Eww... hey, we have a couple of pretty pills here... Red pill or blue pill?"
"Lets try the red one..."
She looks at the pill. It is quite large.
"Don't worry. That isn't the suppository."
Bee gets Zat a glass of water. He looks concerned.
"If you're sure... most of these came out of the Cerebral Labs, but the labels are all messed up. I wish we still had that lab, we could have done this a lot easier."
Zat looks releived, glad she can take this medication oraly.
"Yes, I'm sure,"
She takes the pill and (Hydro*) the glass of water, ingesting the medication. For a moment nothing happens. Then she sways slightly and sits down heavily. Everything is slightly dim, but she does not loose conciousness. She looks up at Bee, not quite able to focus, and giggles.
***
*Hydro, you ask?
Wel... haha...
I said don't ask before right?
***
crashing sounds and Bill-O's voice comes drifting up the hallway in the direction of Lab 87
"Why you little... When I get my hands on you I'm gonnaOOOPH!... HEY!! ANYONE OUT THERE?! TRAPPED CLONE IN HERE!!! COULD USE A HAND OR TWO!!! ... HEY THE LITTLE BUGGER'S TRYING TO FRY ME!!! SOMEONE GET IN HERE!!! BEE?! ZAT?! GREYMIST?! AAANNNYYYYBOODDDYYYY!!!!!!!"
Quend-r-LON, a cheerful RED clone bounds into the R&D area.
"Hello? I'm looking for, um, Jumpyip-Y. On business for CPU! Is he here? Is anybody home? Yoo-hoo!"
Aratos wanders in, gripping a 'gremlin' at arms length.
"Excuse me, ah'm winderin' if maybe ye'd like tae have a look at this wee basturd? It's been runnin aroon Poower Services fer the last few hoors."
Bee sits down in front of Zat and waves his hand in front of her face. He picks up a pen-sized torch from the desk and looks in Zat's eyes in a vaguely doctorish way.
"Zat? How do you feel? Anything happening?"
He looks up at the intruders, then back to Zat.
"Excuse me, we're a little busy conducting experiments. Please return between office hours when a full staff will be more than happy to blah blah blabbidy blah."
He waves his finger in front of Zat's eyes, checking her eye movements. He looks up again at the clones just standing there, and gets irritated.
"Jumpyip is in the Liason office. If he isn't, tell him Bee-G says he's up for the next round of Experimental Flavour testing and he's on the exciting end of the spoon. And get that white thing out of here. Bill-O is experimenting on them somewhere else and it sounds like he wants a hand. Fortunately for you I will fail to mention the fact that you are touching something much higher than your own clearance to anyone else if you leave within the next five seconds."
"ach, fer cryin oot loud."
Aratos wanders off, muttering something about R&D and courteousy.
" AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!! "
The now louder scream comes from down the hallway, and the smell of fried Soylent begins to fill the air.
"Sorry to interrupt, sir! I'll go find this liaison office right away, sir, and if Jumpyip-Y isn't there, sir, I'll send him a cmail for you, sir! Have fun, sir!"
Mmm, is that Soylent Red? I love that smell! Wonder if they have Sweet 'n' Sour Soylent Steaks in this sector?
Quend-R does a smart about-face and ambles off.
Bee sniffs the air, and wrinkles his nose. He can hear a far-off screaming as well, and listens closely.
Hmm. Sounds like trouble.
He gets up and walks over to the door. The screaming gets a little louder from down the hallway. Concern fills his heart as he shuts it.
I always miss the fun stuff, but my... my...
He silently tries out the word he knows, but has never said before. He thinks about the pronunciation of the rather simple but unfamiliar word:
...my girrrl....
...my girl needs me.
He sits down in front of Zat again, and takes a sip of the water.
His PDC starts to ring. A cute little FuzzyBobbyBobbleBot appears on the screen and starts whizzing around.
Important! Important news found! Important!
Bee picks it up and takes a look. The 'BobbleBot runs off the screen. He raises an eyebrow in curiosity.
"I wonder what that's about. He started it, I just said hello. Bah. Nerds."
Bill-O enters with Aratos, carrying an empty vat.
"Ok, right over here in the center of the room in that cleared space."
The vat is set down some distance from Bee and Zat.
"Ach, so, noo ah'l stick some cake in the vat, an then as soon as the wee bastid walks in we slam the lid doon, an' set fire to it an' send it tae HEL sector, richt?" Say Aratos.
"Sure," says Bill "um... basicly, Aratos is going to put a few pieces of cake down here in this vat, and we're all going to hide around the room and wait for a creature to go into the vat, and then slam the lid down on it, trapping it alive! So the more eyes watching for the creature the better, I guess...
Dourden walks over to Bill.
"Ooh thats what you are actually doing, right what can i do to help?"
"Well, as much as I'd LOVE to fry the bugger, I'm afraid we do need to take at least one alive so that R&D can study it, since they apparently turn to goo when they die, so we can't just study the corpse."
"culdn't hae pit it better masel'. Aratos drops a couple of slices of cake into the vat, then looks for a good place to hide.
"ok ill look from over here" Dourden moves over & hides in the shadows.
Why is Bill-O always so angry?
***
An out of chacter comment from Bill:
Oh, and it's not so much that I'm always angry as that's the icon I'm using for the 'evil' personality. I just haven't swapped back and forth much lately, since that'd cause more complications I don't feel like dealing with as my 'good' half is unaware of what the 'evil' half does
***
The group sits hidden around the lab, waiting for... something to happen.
Bill squats behind an experiment with his pointed-end broom laying on the floor beside him, within easy reach. Unnoticed by Bill, the broom is slowly moved behind him by a small WHITE clawed hand. Another moment goes by and suddenly, Bill hears a familiar raspy voice very close to him.
"Bye Bye, Billy! HEEHEHEEHEHEEEEE!!"
Bill turns just in time to receive his pointed broomstick right between the ribs.
" I... don't... think.... they... fellllllllll... fffff.-"
(gurgle)
*Bill-O-BOY-2 has eaten his last HotFun.*
*Four WHITE creatures suddenly appear seemingly from nowhere, going toward the other hidden clones*
Help ma boab!
*Aratos jumps up and starts running away from the gremlins. Unfortunately one of them manages to grab his leg and trip him up before he reaches the door*
Help! This things has sharp teeth!
"WHOA, I aint taking this"
*Bolts for the Door*
"I aind Being killed by one of those little runts"
Argh! Help!
*Aratos kicks the grmelin off and crawls quickly towards the door.*
Zat is only vaugly aware on Bee sitting down in front of her. Her vision fades to the point where you would stop bothering to say she actually saw anything. Her eyes remain open and she is still in a sense concious, but to only a slightly greater extent than of a person who is near enough to being awake that they can hear what is going on around them. Reality and dream run simultaneosly.
Zat finds herself back in the dream well, this time without a guide. She falls, her most recent memories rising around her, then passing out of her awareness.
She feels very alone.
In the real world her eyes flicker about rapidly at things only she can see.
..."Red Pill".....Fireworks....Lunch...."Always wanted"...."Any experiance".....Scrubbing...paying...Docbot!
Her eyes suddenly try to refocus, seeking out Bee's face as the memory of the painful, traumatic experiance continues to play in reverse. Her vision is too dimmed to make anything out. One hand reaches out.
She dosn't want to be alone.
A gremlin jumps up on the table beside Zat with some sort of hypodermic needle about two feet long.
"Fry the bugger fry the bugger! Study the corpse! Hahahahaaaaa!"
Bee draws out his crowbar and knocks it on the head.
"Your pronunciation is wrong citizen. No doubt this will also reflect in your spelling and penmanship."
"Gnurr... corpse... haaaa.... bugger the fryyyeeeheee..."
Little stars float around the gremlin's head as it totters drunkenly and falls off the back of the desk.
"Zat? Time to go, I think."
Bee holds out his hand as he thumps the gremlin on the head again as it tries to climb back up. Zats hand meets Bee's, she says something unintelligable, but probebly ending in a question mark. She stumbles slowly, unsteadily - and blindly - to her feet.
Uh oh...
Bee waves his hand in front of Zat's face.
Not good...
He winces as a gremlin latches onto his leg. He whacks it, shakes it onto the ground and steps on it with a squelch.
"Let's go somewhere safer. Although I don't really know where we can go... "
he takes Zat's arm and leads her slowly out the door.
Zat stumbles along, the memories continuing.
.........I'm sorry, Citizen. I can't help you unless you tell me which medical emergency requires treatment. After all, I could just fix everything I note...but then I'd find out that you can't afford it, and you really liked the broken nose and mismatched eyes after all............
She forces her attention back to the unseen present, trying not to fall over. The pair make it out of the room.
Random stares blankly as everything seems to go straight to HEL sector...shakes himself back to the reality of the situation and runs over to help Aratos-O fight off gremlins.
"Oh wow, this was the plan?....ow... damn... this ...isn't ...working ...ow ....I...think ...we ...need ...ow ...weapons ...or ...something ...oof ...Let's ...ow ...get ...out ...of ...here ...and regroup...damn... "
He runs out of R&D in the direction of Power Services a few gremlins remain attached to him.
"ow...stop that.."
posted by Zatnik | 12:02 AM
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