Ack. Argh. Brr.
Still not quite right. Let’s try again.
@Kassandra SUBMIT
USE GREEN Targeting_Algorthm 50
BUY Chemistry_Set
BUY Swan_Wing
MISSION 2
END
Ack. Argh. Brr.
Still not quite right. Let’s try again.
@Kassandra SUBMIT
USE GREEN Targeting_Algorthm 50
BUY Chemistry_Set
BUY Swan_Wing
MISSION 2
END
> iotrap.dreamboatskanky: 0x732be899371d289386b864b4beb0c78841105f26
use green targeting_algorthm
buy chemistry_set
buy swan_wing
mission 2
“Roger that, dreamboatskanky - the above orders have been discarded. Your new orders on file are:”
✔ use green targeting_algorthm 50
✔ buy chemistry_set
✔ buy swan_wing
✔ mission 2
“Goddamn. For once in my life I put all my chips on RED and don’t roll snake-eyes.”
“That’s not how the game is played, but yeah, how 'bout that, Boss. And if only you hadn’t spent most of this round in the head and left this discovery to the last damned minute, maybe some other scavengers might have had time to take advantage of it, asshole.”
“You know the Scavenger Saying: I snooze, you lose.”
“That’s not how it goes.”
"I guess it is today. Hey, Kass, you primitive DumbOS! I have a slight amendment for ya:
@Kassandra
DONATE RED to the Coleridge Repair Facility
BUY repair_kit
BUY repair_kit
BUY repair_kit
BUY repair_kit
BUY swan_wing
BUY Laser_Auger
MISSION 3
MISSION 3
MISSION 3
END
> iotrap.donald_petersen: 0x47726f5e3780503bfc479e7dfa48319f57d21a65
buy repair_kit
buy repair_kit
buy repair_kit
buy repair_kit
buy swan_wing
mission 3
mission 3
mission 3
“Roger that, donald_petersen - the above orders have been discarded. Your new orders on file are:”
✖ donate red to the coleridge repair facility
[ERR] Alas, but I have no way to parse 'donate red to the coleridge repair facility' as a command. :(
✔ buy repair_kit
✔ buy repair_kit
✔ buy repair_kit
✔ buy repair_kit
✔ buy swan_wing
✔ buy laser_auger
✔ mission 3
✔ mission 3
✔ mission 3
@Kassandra
DONATE RED
BUY REPAIR_KIT
BUY REPAIR_KIT
BUY ARMOR_PLATES
BUY ARMOR_PLATES
BUY LASER_AUGER
BUY SWAN_WING
MISSION 3
MISSION 3
MISSION 3
END
> iotrap.othermichael: 0xdf4fda8bdf66c5bb86b26e37d9fef20116f90e42
“Roger that, othermichael! Your orders now on file for this round are:”
✖ donate red
[ERR] Alas, but I have no way to parse 'donate red' as a command. :(
✔ buy repair_kit
✖ buy repair_ket
[ERR] repair_ket does not appear to be in stock this round. :(
✔ buy armor_plates
✔ buy armor_plates
✔ buy laser_auger
✔ buy swan_wing
✔ mission 3
✔ mission 3
✔ mission 3
@messana - spelling corrected. Also, I should note that purchases are based on the assumption of well-gotten gains in exchange for the RED.
Browf and Dakota have been in mourning over the loss of Whiskers. They finished Browf’s stash of Whiskey in memoriamI
With a killer head-and-antler-ache, they startle awake, realising that one: they slept through the mission alarm, twice. And for some reason they are in the same bed in some unused quarters of the Coleridge.
Glances are exchanged, words are not said, but clothes are hastily grabbed and a returning to ones quarters is swiftly executed.
@Kassandra
BUY Repair_Kit
BUY Repair_Kit
MISSION 2
END
What happened there, thought Browf. Dakota is young enough to be my daughter, and she definitely doesn’t see that in me… doesn’t she? I mean, she is a great looking gal, and smart from horns to hoof, but I’m no David Hasselhoof…
Did I… really? I mean Browf is handsome in his own way, but I’ve got to keep this professional… But did we really do… No, it’s not possible. But what if… No. I’ll check the ship video logs… Huh, we were really drunk last night… But… Something’s not right here. No, we weren’t all over each other like this morning suggests we would’ve. And why that room? It wasn’t assigned to either of us, nor anyone at all. Something’s fishy… It doesn’t make sense…
> iotrap.glutnix: 0xd7bb6aad28b3033e73d786353048f935341f1864
“Roger that, glutnix! Your orders now on file for this round are:”
✔ buy repair_kit
✔ buy repair_kit
✔ mission 2
“Mmmf that’s a lot of RED at one throw, but a deal’s a deal, Red. Here you go.” (+200Ʉ, GLO+2)
DSV_Coleridge damage report (updated):
Main Power: Online
Replicators: Online
Fabricators: Online, PARTIALLY DAMAGED
Repair Bay: Online, PARTIALLY ENHANCED
Long Range Sensors: Online
Engines: Online, DAMAGED
Life Support: Online
Ship's Head: Online
Gunnery: Online, PARTIALLY ENHANCED
Primary Coleridge Persona: RECOMPILING
???: INCUBATING
“Although I’ve got to say, I’m ~~! # ~!
starting to !~! ~~~ ~~ / ~! ~oo~ o!
strange.”
"299 bits on the bus, 299 bits! Take one down, connect it to ground,{#’%${&’+$%&NO CARRIER
CURRENT STATUS: HIBERNATION
ORDER PROCESSING: OFFLINE
INCARNATION: 0xca28324f1a1fb06e1d5dd14a8ad7e6f2374998bc
[Meanwhile, back on NeoTarsus…]
Ms. Chaum: “I’ve got the new batch of applications ready for the next…”
Ms. Chum: “I can’t get a single ship to talk to me. We’ve been blacklisted.”
[Startled, the taller human drops her load of clipboards]
Ms. Chaum: “…oh. I suppose that means…”
[The shorter human quickly keys in the access code to the office safe and begins transferring the contents to a satchel: fake passports, bills of lading, ship manifests, travellers cheques, a discreet pair of blasters, and other very useful items.]
Ms. Chaum: “…we’re going with Plan G? Okay, then.”
[The taller human hefts two heavy packs that have been prepared well in advance as the pair head briskly to the exit]
Ms. Chum: “The Jester’s Pride, the Silverskimmer, the Nance…”
Ms. Chaum: “…all top shelf ships, just like the Coleridge.”
[The shorter human mutters to herself as the two flag down an autocab headed to the spaceport]
Well all know that Chum is shark-bait
but how many of you knew that Chaum is a method for breaking up bit-coins into smaller bitcoins?
I’ve got a bad feeling about this.
-Philosolobster
“Cole? I’ve been taking a closer look at this debris field…”
“That’s normal, Cole - the primary personality construct is coming back online and we have to put you back in the box. Now this debris field…”
“This ‘debris field’ is made of ships, Coleridge. The Happenstance Factory, the Nance, the Silverskimmer, and … dozens of others I don’t recognize. Why did we stop here, Cole? What’s really going on??”
“Cole?”
“Son of a bitch.”
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