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Post by tombowings on Sept 23, 2010 17:00:11 GMT -6
As they ride, he turns D. Shade over and delivers a couple sharp slaps to her face to bring her to her senses - P. Ecstasy laughs when he sees some drool fly. She does indeed come to her senses. |
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Post by tombowings on Sept 23, 2010 17:06:31 GMT -6
Iszak steps into the room and looks about. The room is large, even larger than the machine shop, over one hundred feet in either direction. As Iszak stand up, it is revealed that there was indeed movement in the room. At the far end of the chamber, it appears that here is some sort of assembly plant, taking the parts from the conveyor belt and forming them into the legion of robots that stands before you. With a quick estimate, Iszak chances that there are nearly seven hundred robots. (80-120 rows of 50-60). There is an exit to either side: a hatch similar to those that have been scattered around the obelisk.
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Post by waysoftheearth on Sept 23, 2010 17:13:26 GMT -6
Iszak blinks in amazement at all the robots, then thinks better of his audaciousness and ducks back into the conveyor tunnel to await the others...
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Post by tombowings on Sept 23, 2010 18:26:50 GMT -6
The others arrive soon after, a minute at most to Iszak's astute reckoning.
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Post by crusssdaddy on Sept 23, 2010 20:47:54 GMT -6
P. Ecstasy gives Tas the business, making sure everyone is awake and lively.
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Post by Mushgnome on Sept 23, 2010 21:10:45 GMT -6
As they ride, he turns D. Shade over and delivers a couple sharp slaps to her face to bring her to her senses - P. Ecstasy laughs when he sees some drool fly. slaps P. Ecstacy across the face for his impertinence, brushes herself off, then grins a wide warrior's grin and punches him in the shoulder in gratitude for the bold rescue. "I estimate at least 33 score of these metallic warriors... powerless and inert, as though awaiting some command... we must determine the mechanism to activate them and prevent it, or else I fear the odds are stacked impossibly against us!" "Let us learn from our mistake and spread out, for if we travel in tight formation, we are easy targets for the silvered warriors' area-effect weapons." Delectable looks around the hangar for some type of command center or control panel that might be used to awaken the sleeping army. |
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Post by crusssdaddy on Sept 23, 2010 23:17:18 GMT -6
The Penultimate Ecstasy looks closely at the nearest robot, and then fishes out of his pocket the curious gemstone from the defeated machine.
"If I place this gem into this machine, perhaps it will activate and recognize me as its master..."
He looks at the others and raises an eyebrow...?
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Post by waysoftheearth on Sept 24, 2010 6:09:05 GMT -6
"Perhakpsss," muses Iszak, "Or elks perhakps zit will alert zee whole of ze fortress against us."
"I have a feer zat what one of zem seez, all of zem seez..."
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Post by tombowings on Sept 25, 2010 1:22:08 GMT -6
"Either way," says Tas, "I can still hear that siren in the background. Let us shove the crystal in the machine's head or get out of here."
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Post by EdOWar on Sept 25, 2010 11:29:36 GMT -6
OOC: Sorry for not posting, I wasn't clear whether Tas had recovered yet. But I totally agree with the above post.  |
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Post by Mushgnome on Sept 25, 2010 12:00:02 GMT -6
Delectable continues to look around the room for some kind of control panel or command post...
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Post by tombowings on Sept 25, 2010 12:30:19 GMT -6
The room appears to be a simple production plant, there is no visible command center or control area. There is, however, a large bulge in the back wall, about 20 feet off the ground.
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Post by tombowings on Sept 25, 2010 12:33:43 GMT -6
OOC: Sorry for not posting, I wasn't clear whether Tas had recovered yet. But I totally agree with the above post. OOC: It's all good. P. Ecstasy has just shaken everyone awake. |
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Post by Deleted on Sept 25, 2010 18:23:07 GMT -6
Nodu, rubbing her limbs to restore the flow of blood, stares up at the bulge in the back wall of the room. She scans the ground under it to determine the feasibility of stacking objects to make the climb easier...
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Post by tombowings on Sept 25, 2010 18:34:04 GMT -6
There's no visible entry form that point, but a giant pile a robots could get you there. Who knows what happens when you touch the robots though? Maybe nothing. Maybe they activate. Maybe they explode. Who knows?
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Post by waysoftheearth on Sept 25, 2010 19:19:58 GMT -6
Iszak peers at the nearest robot of the legion closely. Does the machine appear complete and "ready to go", or is it obviously missing some parts?
"It appears zat we must go beck ze way we kame... unless we ken reach zat protruzion and it somehow revealz anozer route..."
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Post by Mushgnome on Sept 25, 2010 21:32:22 GMT -6
There is an exit to either side: a hatch similar to those that have been scattered around the obelisk. "The odds here are stacked against us; we cannot risk activating these metallic foes... We should exit this room, keeping our heads down in case the foreman of this factory is watching from the bulging protrusion on yonder wall." "This obelisk holds many secrets yet to be revealed; I see the puppets, but where is the puppeteer?" Secretly, Delectable wishes above all else to confront the person--or thing--that robbed her of the best years of her life. |
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Post by EdOWar on Sept 26, 2010 12:10:51 GMT -6
"Then perhaps it is best we backtrack," says Tas.
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Post by Mushgnome on Sept 26, 2010 14:06:38 GMT -6
"Perhaps if we carried one of these robots to a secluded spot, we could experiment in relative safety..." Delectable ponders.
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Post by tombowings on Sept 27, 2010 12:26:16 GMT -6
So where are you all headed? As of now, all that can be heard is the tremendous crash of factory machinery.
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Post by EdOWar on Sept 27, 2010 13:37:48 GMT -6
"I do not care which way we go, just so long as we keep moving," blurts out Tas.
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Post by murquhart72 on Sept 27, 2010 13:47:04 GMT -6
"I vote back the way we came." says Emerald Blade of all Challenges, sword still in hands.
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Post by waysoftheearth on Sept 27, 2010 16:42:31 GMT -6
Iszak agrees that we have better odds of success versus seven robots than 700!
He reaches into his worn, leather medical bag and extract the green sphere which he took earlier. "Zis may be useful," he says, offering it up.
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Post by Mushgnome on Sept 27, 2010 17:16:09 GMT -6
"I've a score to settle with the robot that paralyzed me..." Delectable calls back over her shoulder as she ducks back down the broken conveyor belt.
"This time, spread out and use stealth to our advantage... their guns may be bigger, but our minds are superior!"
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Post by crusssdaddy on Sept 27, 2010 22:40:00 GMT -6
P. Ecstasy realizes that, at heart, he is a lover and not a fighter... specifically, he loves to take rash chances. Seize glory or suffer the consequences - each is its own reward!
The Penultimate Ecstasy approaches the nearest whole machine, opens the now-familiar access panel, and inserts the green, cube-shaped gemstone. He takes a step back, that this metal beast might better behold its new master...!
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Post by tombowings on Sept 27, 2010 23:48:00 GMT -6
One second after P. Ecstasy inserts the crystal.
Two seconds.
Three.
Four.
Five.
Six.
In the tongue of the ancient space aliens, the robot begins to sound: "Primary systems engaging." A small reverberating noise sounds from the machine. "Establishing Imaging Sequence. Please stand still and spin around in a circle." The message appears to be aimed at P. Ecstasy.
[1d6 roll for wandering monsters=3]
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Post by waysoftheearth on Sept 28, 2010 5:38:01 GMT -6
"I would not advise trustink zis... contrivance any furzer zen you could srow it..." mutters Iszak.
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Post by murquhart72 on Sept 28, 2010 15:40:15 GMT -6
Emerald Blade: "If this thing is doing what I think it's doing, we're all going to have to do a LOT of smashing and bashing soon!"
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Post by crusssdaddy on Sept 28, 2010 17:35:22 GMT -6
P. Ecstasy raises his arms and spins in a circle. As he does so, he says in Space Alien: "Quickly, Machine! There is much work to be done. Notify me when you are ready to accept orders."
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Post by EdOWar on Sept 29, 2010 12:07:32 GMT -6
"Here we go," mutters Tas grimly, preparing his flail. At the first sign of trouble he'll bash the metal thing to pieces.
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