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ah didn't learn anything!
written by Selbio on Feb 08, 2010 23:53
I wait around with Cryo, occasionally pulling a chip from my pocket and muching on it.
standing on my title
written by Gligar on Feb 09, 2010 16:50
Cryo's door suddenly opens partway, revealing a darkened room beyond. A scrubot leaves the room and starts cleaning. The door closes.
i haz title: speed-g-dof
written by Speeder on Feb 09, 2010 16:55
"See! A warehouse! It must have weapons here, so we can defend ourselves with something better than... Algae chips."

Anyway, I approach cautiously the blast door, and peer inside, trying to not be seen by whatever is inside, staying in the shadows of the staircase. And I continue wielding the mighty bag of +0 hunger mitigation algae chips.
standing on my title
written by Gligar on Feb 09, 2010 19:51
On further inspection, there doesn't seem to be anyone in the warehouse (except for Speed-R )

The warehouse itself seems to be multi-clearance, with areas designated RED through GREEN. Some of the shelving has been overturned, seemingly during the fighting, but equipment still remains.

In the distance, Speed-R can hear someone wearing jackboots -- what should be Internal Security, but with the Communist attack, is probably the People's Revolutionary Enforcers or something -- marching from somewhere to somewhere else.

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sumting need doing?
written by Lightning4 on Feb 09, 2010 20:30
L4-R stands around drooling in the meeting hall, completely oblivious. It looks like he may have been brainscrubbed a little TOO thoroughly.

I finally take notice of the open doors south and bumble my way to the main concourse.

Unfortunately, I seem to have forgotten how to stop. I stumble in a southward direction upon reaching the concourse.
i haz title: speed-g-dof
written by Speeder on Feb 09, 2010 21:37
I just allow L4 continue forward and inside the warehouse in case he keeps walking...

And I keep observing, and also awaiting the other guy that was following me.
standing on my title
written by Gligar on Feb 09, 2010 21:58
L4-R (what is it with names these days? Do I have to assign a Troubleshooter team to it?) crashes into some shelves full of light bulbs. Tinkle tinkle smash.
sumting need doing?
written by Lightning4 on Feb 09, 2010 23:33
The impact seems to have knocked a little sense into me.
I brush off the bits of glass and look at my surroundings.

Seeing people crowding to the west and south, I decided to be the trendbreaker and and attempt to learn how to open doors again with the east door.
standing on my title
written by Gligar on Feb 09, 2010 23:38
Apparently deciding to backtrack (since the stairs are south of the concourse), L4-R finds the east door of the concourse to be locked.
i do my own stun-- avatars
written by Albeyamakiir on Feb 10, 2010 00:42
I sneak carefully up the stairs, into the warehouse and over to a RED equipment area to look for weapons.
i haz title: speed-g-dof
written by Speeder on Feb 10, 2010 04:49
I cringe so much at all the crashing that I end smashing some chips inside my bag.

Anyway I follow Al after L4 leaves, while looking around for other entrances on the warehouse, specially checking to see if noone is going to check the warehouse after all L4 ruckus.
written by Cryoburner on Feb 10, 2010 07:43
I note that the humming room may be a little too dark to safely enter, and head into the warehouse instead.

"Perhaps there might be something to connect these light bulbs with to let us see inside that room- Oh look! Shelves!"

Finding a collapsed shelving unit in the red clearance area, I slide a shelf out of its frame and examine it carefully.
standing on my title
written by Gligar on Feb 10, 2010 14:20
Albey-R finds some knives. Well, it's a start, I guess.

Cryo-R detaches and inspects one of the shelves. It's your typical metal shelf common to just about every warehouse in the Complex. It measures 75 x 30 x 0.3cm, with clips to let it connect to the shelving unit. It's also quite heavy.
written by 4616599 on Feb 10, 2010 14:32
I walk into the warehouse. Knives aginst a horde of CMTs? Far from adequate. I head for the higher clearance stores. Normally I would consider this treasonous, but desperate times do call for desperate measures.
rose pony is best pony
written by Starchaser on Feb 10, 2010 15:59
I suddenly snap out of my temporary daze, broken by the crashing sound coming from the room the others had just entered. I quickly attempt to get a B3 from the machine, stuff it one of my other pockets and run to see if the others are okay.
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