Announcement

[revenancenpcs]

Hello, and welcome to-

I am sorry, my resources here appear to be limited. I have been authorized to use this network in order to make announcements regarding current events on the Mother of Invention.

Currently, many of my systems remain inoperable. However, I am attempting to make the systems control portions of the ship accessible, and I would appreciate any assistance in bringing the rest of my functions online. I will be opening up a secondary training room shortly in order to provide a route to these vital areas.

Thank you for your help, and have a nice day.

Comments

[brodakota]

[North looked around, trying to find her on his trackers, along with anyone in the area.

Looks like she's determined to keep going.

[yabigfurball]

[Ammy had been hoping that this would finally bring Chell to a stop, but...well, she kept on going even deprived of the origin mirror gun. She let out an exasperated sigh. This was beyond ridiculous!]

[At least she couldn't do any more of this hopping through walls. Of course, that left her with the weapon itself, still attached to the vine that Konohana had produced. The Spirit looked up at her with confusion, as if asking what to do now. She'd done as asked, right?]

[Ammy nodded, and pulled out a treat to give to Konohana as the vine faded. It wouldn't do good to just leave the gun here, so Ammy carefully picked it up in her teeth by one end, figuring it'd be bad to have it accidentally fire while holding it like this. Once she had a secure enough grip on it, she trotted after Emile and North.]

[spaceracist]

[Well, what do you know? The wolf came back with a treat. Emile gave her a nod and tried to focus on the damages areas.]

FILSS? Everything okay on your end? Tell me what I can fix.

[statisticallyterrible]

[The outcome wasn't ideal--really, the whole endeavor was a disaster, but if that was enough to put Chell off of trying, she wouldn't be around anymore. No more portal gun means no more easy escapes, but she can still try for as much damage as possible. All she has to do is find another good spot where she can keep going at this FILSS.]

[brodakota]

[It's one thing for the wolf to come back with the portal gun, and another for her to come back without Chell. Which makes North nervous on a number of levels.]

I'm going to go look for her.

[yabigfurball]

[Ammy glances between the two. She doesn't want any of them to split up...if the invisible thing comes back, then anyone left alone is going to be in great danger. And there is still the issue of Chell possibly doing something dangerous. She carefully puts down the origin-mirror weapon, and turns to go with North.]

[spaceracist]

[Emile, unhappy at the lack of response by FILSS, picks up the portal gun and looks over at it carefully. Too bad he didn't see which portal Chell had gone through last or he could put the opposite one here. But he hangs onto the gun for the time being.]

Let's all go. Ain't safe to split up.

[...considering how much blood is all over his suit, it's an accurate assessment, but Emile seems to be ignoring it.]

[statisticallyterrible]

[As reckless as she might be in this moment, Chell had still heard the warnings about the life support being a risk: with only one exit, she'd need to see how much damage she could do around the main deck.

She went back about her silent rampage, prying loose and scrambling whatever panels and wires she could get her hands on. Without the portal device, her odds of avoiding the others went down by a lot, but she still knew how to be fast and quiet.]

[brodakota]

[North nods, grateful for the help.]

That's a good point. Thanks.

I'm not really sure where to start looking though. It's a big ship.

[yabigfurball]

[Okay, at least they were sticking together. They really needed to do something about those injuries, though.]

[Ammy ran over and nodded towards the portal that was still open, indicating they should go through it after her. Obviously this was the way she'd gotten out, and she couldn't use the gun again now that they had it. Even if she had some distance ahead of them now, Ammy figured she could sniff Chell out well enough. It was easier to distinguish one person's smell against all this uniform machine-smelling stuff, anyway.]

[spaceracist]

[Emile could really use a health pack about now, but he'd had worse before with a longer way to medical help, and that was without those handy potions. He could ignore it for a while longer.

He nodded at the wolf and went through.]

Can you tell which way she went? She accidentally opens an airlock or something and we're all fucked.

[brodakota]

Far as I can remember, most of the air lock controls were labelled, so hopefully she's paying attention that at least.

[He paused.]

Maybe we should head back the way we came, and see if anything comes up on the trackers.