Mini-Grand 5104 (Game Complete)

Originally posted on MSPA by Pick Yer Poison.

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It was very dark. Even with his multitude of eyes, Agent 7 found himself unable to see anything. He tried to move but found himself largely unable to; wherever he was, it couldn't be very large. A quick jump showed that it was only a bit taller than it was wide, as he was unable to get a full jump in. Agent 7 paused for a moment, then opened his mouth and let out a quick puff of fire.

"Wait, is that...oh shit."

The inexplicably volatile chemicals within the janitor's closet exploded moments after catching on fire, causing a massive fireball to burst forth from the room, blowing the door off of its hinges and propelling Agent 7 out of the doorway. He landed on his stomach and slowly got up, flashing red for several seconds. The moment he had picked himself up, he began strafing around, scanning the hallway for enemies that might take a shot while his shields were down. After a few moments they regenerated, and he stopped dodging around, focusing his gaze on a sign on the wall in front of him. One direction pointed to Research & Development, the other to Public Relations.

"Well that's a bit of a no-brainer, innit? R&D's where all the neat stuff's gonna be."

Agent 7 began heading down the hallway towards Research & Development, but he paused when he reached the door to the janitorial closet. It was charred and battered from slamming into the wall, but it was still made of good quality metal. An encircled symbol appeared over it. Agent 7 hesitated, then reached down his two left arms and hefted it, holding it up against his side to serve as a rather subpar shield before continuing on towards the door to the labs that he could see near the end of the hall.

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A bead of sweat dripped down Mork Benfi's brow, and he blinked it out of the way. He gingerly tipped a test tube with a small amount of green liquid over one with an equal amount of blue fluid in it. Careful...careful... he thought to himself. I'm so close, I can't mess this up now! A few drops of green fluid slid down the side of the test tube and dropped into the test tube with blue fluid. The liquids mixed and turned a bright yellow, with small orange bubbles filtering up from the bottom. Mork raised it to the light, grinning. "I did it," he murmured to himself, visions of Mandul Peace Prizes . "I did it! I--"

Agent 7 kicked open the door and ran into the room, spinning around to scan for hostiles. "Consider this party officially crashed," he snarled for no reason in particular.

Mork dropped the test tube. It hit the counter and shattered, the liquid inside shaping into small spheres which spiraled off with small whizzing noises reminiscient of fireworks. Mork sank to his knees, covering his face with two hands and placing the other four on the counter. Agent 7 could make out quiet sobbing noises, and he decided that slinking away to the adjacent laboratory was the best move.