Re: Mini-Grand 5105 (Round 1: Bernal Sphere Upsilon)
08-20-2011, 11:09 AM
Originally posted on MSPA by cyber95.
“Shit. Shit shit shit shit that was a bad idea.”
A loud klaxon was sounding in the area. Honestly, it didn’t LOOK that important. Well okay maybe it looked kind of important but not full-scale emergency alert important.
“Primary generator 5 offline. All non-vital personnel report to escape pods immediately. This is not a test. Once again, primary generator...
It just kept repeating that. Okay. So. Priority: Reach escape pods. Gotta get out of here alive. And, well, that was the point of this whole thing anyways, right? Trickster could feel guilty after he made sure he wasn’t going to die. He wasn’t about to waste time looking for people to save. If he saw somebody on the way, maybe he could urge them along or something. For now, he had to look out for numero one. Uno. Whatever. Wasting time thinking abou-
“Hey, you! What the hell did you do?”
“I, uh...”
Trickster took another good look at the generator. Yeah it was pretty nicely on fire. He wasn’t quite certain how he managed to make it scrap with just his fire, but that wasn’t important. What was important was this guy that looked like he worked here, and he looked understandably upset. The guy was probably ‘vital personnel’ and doomed to go down with the, er, ship? Planet? Sun-powered fusion reactor?
“Look, buddy. It was an, er, accident!”
“Accident!? How is that an accident!?”
“Well I didn’t mean to do... that. Actually I don’t quite know how I did that. Anyways, my point is whoa whoa whoa hold on put away the gun I’m sure we can work this out.”
Trickster didn’t quite expect the... scientist? Yeah. He didn’t expect the scientist to be packing heat. Tears were rolling down the man’s face. Trickster was warming up a fireball just in case. He didn’t want this to get ugly, dude’s just doing his job, really, but he had a bit of a bad feeling about all of this.”
“You’ve just doomed over a dozen years worth of research. Hundreds... or maybe thousands of lives! What possible reason could you have had for destroying that generator? Who made you do it? Why did you do it!?”
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Jim had finally managed to find the security camera controls. There was one if these in pretty much every lab, but of course, nobody every put them anywhere that was easy to access. It was set up, and was taking a bit to find the camera near Generator 5. Big place, lots of cameras. With any luck at all, the camera wouldn’t have been destroyed. Ahah! He had it now.
There was Paul, and a mysterious man in a hat opposite him. And the generator right behind! Oh shit. That thing was unsalvageable. He had to get out of here. No ‘vital personnel’ would be able to fix this mess.
Wait a minute... why did Paul have his gun out? He had it ready to-
Paul fired the gun. Just a moment later, the man in the hat pointed his hand out, engulfing Jim’s partner in flames.
“P-Paul...?”
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“Fffffuck that hurts. I hate bullets. So much.”
Trickster grasped his arm where he had been shot. Yeah, okay, he was probably running low on time now. Ignoring the charred body near him, and trying to focus as little as possible on the incredible pain in his bicep, he ran as quickly as he could muster in any direction that looked like it might lead to an escape.
He almost ran past it, really. He had to jump back a bit when he realized there was a sign next to a door. It had a picture of an orb-looking thing blasting off from a planet. To confirm his suspicions, opening the door showed the word EXIT in bright red letters hanging from the ceiling of the hallway. Not much further now and why were there bodies littered around the escape pod doors.
Yes, dozens of corpses decorated the room that should have represented freedom. Some of the escape pods had clearly blasted off, so at least some people managed to get out, but what the hell happened here? He was answered by the clanking of metal on metal behind him. Some kind of quadripedal robot was standing there.
All of these people were in Clausewitz's way.
At the moment, Trickster seemed to be a pretty clear enemy.
“Shit. Shit shit shit shit that was a bad idea.”
A loud klaxon was sounding in the area. Honestly, it didn’t LOOK that important. Well okay maybe it looked kind of important but not full-scale emergency alert important.
“Primary generator 5 offline. All non-vital personnel report to escape pods immediately. This is not a test. Once again, primary generator...
It just kept repeating that. Okay. So. Priority: Reach escape pods. Gotta get out of here alive. And, well, that was the point of this whole thing anyways, right? Trickster could feel guilty after he made sure he wasn’t going to die. He wasn’t about to waste time looking for people to save. If he saw somebody on the way, maybe he could urge them along or something. For now, he had to look out for numero one. Uno. Whatever. Wasting time thinking abou-
“Hey, you! What the hell did you do?”
“I, uh...”
Trickster took another good look at the generator. Yeah it was pretty nicely on fire. He wasn’t quite certain how he managed to make it scrap with just his fire, but that wasn’t important. What was important was this guy that looked like he worked here, and he looked understandably upset. The guy was probably ‘vital personnel’ and doomed to go down with the, er, ship? Planet? Sun-powered fusion reactor?
“Look, buddy. It was an, er, accident!”
“Accident!? How is that an accident!?”
“Well I didn’t mean to do... that. Actually I don’t quite know how I did that. Anyways, my point is whoa whoa whoa hold on put away the gun I’m sure we can work this out.”
Trickster didn’t quite expect the... scientist? Yeah. He didn’t expect the scientist to be packing heat. Tears were rolling down the man’s face. Trickster was warming up a fireball just in case. He didn’t want this to get ugly, dude’s just doing his job, really, but he had a bit of a bad feeling about all of this.”
“You’ve just doomed over a dozen years worth of research. Hundreds... or maybe thousands of lives! What possible reason could you have had for destroying that generator? Who made you do it? Why did you do it!?”
----------
Jim had finally managed to find the security camera controls. There was one if these in pretty much every lab, but of course, nobody every put them anywhere that was easy to access. It was set up, and was taking a bit to find the camera near Generator 5. Big place, lots of cameras. With any luck at all, the camera wouldn’t have been destroyed. Ahah! He had it now.
There was Paul, and a mysterious man in a hat opposite him. And the generator right behind! Oh shit. That thing was unsalvageable. He had to get out of here. No ‘vital personnel’ would be able to fix this mess.
Wait a minute... why did Paul have his gun out? He had it ready to-
Paul fired the gun. Just a moment later, the man in the hat pointed his hand out, engulfing Jim’s partner in flames.
“P-Paul...?”
----------
“Fffffuck that hurts. I hate bullets. So much.”
Trickster grasped his arm where he had been shot. Yeah, okay, he was probably running low on time now. Ignoring the charred body near him, and trying to focus as little as possible on the incredible pain in his bicep, he ran as quickly as he could muster in any direction that looked like it might lead to an escape.
He almost ran past it, really. He had to jump back a bit when he realized there was a sign next to a door. It had a picture of an orb-looking thing blasting off from a planet. To confirm his suspicions, opening the door showed the word EXIT in bright red letters hanging from the ceiling of the hallway. Not much further now and why were there bodies littered around the escape pod doors.
Yes, dozens of corpses decorated the room that should have represented freedom. Some of the escape pods had clearly blasted off, so at least some people managed to get out, but what the hell happened here? He was answered by the clanking of metal on metal behind him. Some kind of quadripedal robot was standing there.
All of these people were in Clausewitz's way.
At the moment, Trickster seemed to be a pretty clear enemy.
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