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> Alpha: Give the blue boys directions... directly to the room housing the single most dangerous experiment in the base.

Or, other idea, since I never forgot about that little secret at the end of the Tubs vs. Charlie flash:

> Glowing Eyes: "Excuse me, gentlemen."

(The glowing eyes belong to one Private Chambers, now enhanced by grey goo nanotechnology )

>Greenie McMeanie: Just tell him, it saves everyone a lot of trouble and might even save your life.

Why didn't Dirac warn you about this any of this? He should've seen Tubs heading to your position.




...Well then. You saw what Tubs did to Johnny, and can guess that the same happened to a lot of the others as well.

What kind of sniper are you? This would have been over already if you had just pulled the trigger while they were still outside. Even now, it would've been over if you stopped being shortsighted and bothered to open the door from a few feet away...




You're done. You tell him about the false wall by the elevator. Dirac should have enough time to get out before they take a look.























You just remembered that José is still deaf. You should probably take another crack at directing him.

>Get Flush to make a series of pictographs telling Jose what to do.

>Hey Flush, wazat you be sittin' on?

> Tubs: Bleh, who wants to direct Jose all the time if he's currently useless? Just get it yourself, it's more convenient.

> If there's anyone in there, I'm sure they're... 'armless. At least, they will be when you're done with them.

(Oookay, Tubs finaly earned his sociophatic villain cred here. Big time.)

rip alpha

> Flush: Cut out an elaborate series of pictograms and image-based coded messages explaining what Green Sniper Pisslord told Tubs.

Flush: Make a pair of ear enhancements to return partial hearing to Jose.

>Tubs: Retrieve arms.
Who knows... maybe there's a handprint scanner or something...
yeah this is just a flimsy justification for using an old tired MSPA meme

>Just throw José in the general directon of the elevator. He'll probably hit the false wall.

>Get José to think about/say the word "Deaf" then punch it's concept out of existance, curing him of his hearing issues.

Awww, i'm dissapoint. I wanted Alpha to make it out alive so he could come back later XD

>Just throw José in the general directon of the elevator. He'll probably hit the false wall.

You throw José to your left and nail the false wall on the first try.




He returns with the briefcase.




Finally! You got what you came here for. Let's take a peek.




...This isn't what you had in mind.

To your credit, it's definitely what you were looking for. You just thought it'd be something different.




Oh well. That's what you get for taking a job without all the details.

Mission accomplished at the very least. And you certainly didn't come out of it empty handed!

It's time to go.







It's the guy from forty seconds ago. For someone who just had their arms ripped from their sockets, he moves pretty fast!

Unnatural. Dispose of him properly before he causes you any more grief

Stuff him in the briefcase, there is no way this can possibly go wrong.

Tubbs: Curb-stomp.

>Well he has no arms so you can only hit him with your legs. Gotta be sporting.

>What's he gonna do? Bleed on you. Ignore this loony.

>Tubs: This guy has shown a lot of grit for surviving and being a general thorn in the first place. Take him with you. If he lives long enough, recruit him and give him some cybernetic arms.

>Stuff him in the briefcase.

>ask what he has to tell you that's so important he has to bleed everywhere to do so

>Thing in the briefcase: be a fish, of all things.

>If the guy thought whatever it is he has to say to you is important enough to wiggle over here without passing out from a concussion, blood loss, shock, or just pure pain at this point, then you should at least listen to what he has to say. And then maybe put him out of his misery afterwards.

>Thing in the briefcase: be a fish, of all things.

In particular a herring that is reddish in color.

He's not quite there yet, but he's about to bleed out.

He probably wants to know why you did all that.




Why. What a question. A question like that can be interpreted in many different ways. For instance, he could be wondering why you ripped his arms off after he gave you the information you were looking for.

That's simple. If he didn't speak, you would have had to torture him. This isn't something that happens often for you, but the need does arise on occasion. You know a few people who are fairly adept at medicine and would have no problem keeping a man alive through your particular brand of ruthlessness.

But he gave you the information right off the bat, so you saved him the trouble.




He could also be wondering why you tossed that briefcase aside like it was nothing.

It's not what you were looking for. That's it. The only reason you're here is because you just happened across some info saying that there was a machine that could predict the future. When you see an opportunity like that, you take it. You still came out ahead in the end.




And finally, that last "why" could be about you. Why are you here? Why do you do what you do? Why would someone risk their lives and the lives of others at the drop of a hat, for nothing more than the promise of something that may or may not even come to fruition?




Nobody cares. Nobody cares what you do, or why you do it. They only care after the fact. Powerful people have come to covet your strength and possessions while disregarding what they already have.

Nobody cares about their own future, or their own goals. You've witnessed people give birth to dreams, only to watch them die out and become forgotten. We're given incredible gifts in this day and age so that we can afford the time to focus on what we truly want to do, but end up wasting what precious life we have left on our vices.






Growing up, you saw this happening to everyone around you - People shadowed by their potential, turning into shells of their former selves. Life's failures passing their dreams on to their children in the vain hopes that they'll pick up where they left off, with no regard for this universal cycle that they continue to perpetuate.

You don't care about money, power, or fame. You have only one goal, and you follow it with a purity and conviction that others can only aspire to:

You're going to live through to see the end of it all. Everything else may waste away, but not you. You'll be here forever.

You've spent your time training and perfecting your body such that it will carry you way beyond your intended years - and it has. Anything that will help, you take. No exceptions.

People wonder how you came to be as strong as you are. The truth is that you did nothing extraordinary, and that there's nothing stopping others from becoming strong like you. However, everyone's always looking for the easy way out. Not you... You take the time do it the right way, and that makes all the difference in the world.

The only problem is that there are certain limits to what a man can do, and all those years are starting to catch up to you. Which is what brings us here. They say that nothing lasts forever, but you refuse to accept that. You're here to stop the inevitable, by any means necessary.




So, with all that swirling around in your head, we go back to the original question.

Why?

Unnatural. Dispose of him properly before he causes you any more grief

Because you can.




We're done here.

>Retrieve arms from smoldering wreckage

You already AUTO-LOOTED them, numbnuts!

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