Re: Mini-Grand 5107 [Round 1: Macbeth]
08-15-2011, 11:11 AM
Originally posted on MSPA by ch00_bakka.
Joseph groaned when the robot left. (How th' hell am Ah s'posed t' stop th' damn smoke machines?) He walked over to the edge of the stage, and climbed up a ladder to the catwalk above. Joe walked ove and crouched near one of the deadly devices. (Well, maybe unpluggin' them will work. Tha' works fer most things.) He followed the cord of the smoke machine back to the outlet, and unplugged it. (Tha' was easy. Well then. Looks like my work 'ere 's done.)
He walked back over to the smoke machine. It was still running. Joseph swore, and kicked it. He succeeded in hurting his foot. After a comical interlude of hopping around clutching said foot, he sat down by the machine and flipped it over. (There mus' be an access panel 'r som'thin.) He pulled a rusty screwdriver from inside his coat, and got to work on the bottom of the machine. The panel on the bottom popped open. And then popped closed again. (Goddamn good-fer-nothin' fancy super technology. Can' even open som'thin without proppin' it open firs'.)
Joe took a small stick (which had once functioned as a mining laser) out of his pockets and used it to prop the panel open after he had opened it the second time. The inside was very complicated. Joe just took out his sword, and stabbed at the mechanism. (Enough a' this puzzle shit. Ah'm jus' gonna stab this thing!) There was a large flash of electricity. Joe was thrown back, fell down from the catwalk, and crashed into METAL. The robot stood perplexed for a second, and then said, "UN1T <J0SEPH BANKS>, WHY ARE Y0U N0T DEACT1VAT1NG THE SM0KE MACH1NES?"
Joseph groaned when the robot left. (How th' hell am Ah s'posed t' stop th' damn smoke machines?) He walked over to the edge of the stage, and climbed up a ladder to the catwalk above. Joe walked ove and crouched near one of the deadly devices. (Well, maybe unpluggin' them will work. Tha' works fer most things.) He followed the cord of the smoke machine back to the outlet, and unplugged it. (Tha' was easy. Well then. Looks like my work 'ere 's done.)
He walked back over to the smoke machine. It was still running. Joseph swore, and kicked it. He succeeded in hurting his foot. After a comical interlude of hopping around clutching said foot, he sat down by the machine and flipped it over. (There mus' be an access panel 'r som'thin.) He pulled a rusty screwdriver from inside his coat, and got to work on the bottom of the machine. The panel on the bottom popped open. And then popped closed again. (Goddamn good-fer-nothin' fancy super technology. Can' even open som'thin without proppin' it open firs'.)
Joe took a small stick (which had once functioned as a mining laser) out of his pockets and used it to prop the panel open after he had opened it the second time. The inside was very complicated. Joe just took out his sword, and stabbed at the mechanism. (Enough a' this puzzle shit. Ah'm jus' gonna stab this thing!) There was a large flash of electricity. Joe was thrown back, fell down from the catwalk, and crashed into METAL. The robot stood perplexed for a second, and then said, "UN1T <J0SEPH BANKS>, WHY ARE Y0U N0T DEACT1VAT1NG THE SM0KE MACH1NES?"