>>1377074
>MAJOR ERROR

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>All-Out Attack

Are you ready for the lawsuit from Atlus? 1241 and Bastet charged onto the pile of IMPURES to cut, stomp, smash, and trample whatever was in reach.

The IMPURE's heads all systematically and simultaneously explode as if they've taken a slug in the forehead.

>HOSTILES have been PURIFIED...

There's rotten blood all over Bastet's pipe and 1241's scalpel. Both of them have rotten greeb and red sludge staining their clothes. 1241 is horrified by the deaths.

"Their Neuron Chip..." 1241 gasped. "They went off. Someone is still controlling our chips in this ship..."

Up ahead, past the smokey darkness, a door opens. A bright screen illuminates a figure sitting in a chair. The avatar has a board connected next to him, IOTA9000--The Ship's AI.

"PRIVATE. DOCTOR." The avatar called. "ENTER."

1241 looked to Bastet and Bastet nodded, they walk forward and entered the bright room. The avatar turns in his chair and instantly 1241 looked sick, Bastet didn't know who this... thing is or why he's dressed so importantly.... on his face is an FTL-Cable attached to the side of his left eye-socket. Various wires and sparks of different colored plasma shoots across his one red eye. The important looking man's face is half burnt to a crisp, it's still red and looks like raw burger meat after it's been tenderized. Although the right side of his face is burned to a char, his body is pale and snake-like. He has no nose, and if he did, then it looked like it was violently ripped off. A Voldemort looking spaceman he was.

"IS THIS HOW YOU ENTER MY OFFICE, MARINE? DOCTOR?" The Avatar looked to 1241. "WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS? YOU HAVE FORCED ME TO SECTION 12 FOUR OF THE BEST DAMN MASTER AT ARMS ON THIS SHIP BECAUSE YOU AND YOUR MARINE HAS SINGLEHANDEDLY BROUGHT JUDGEMENT DAY TO THIS FUCKING SHIP."

"Sir I-"

"I WORK FOR A LIVING, YOU CHEEKY CATTY FUCK," The irate avatar slammed his hand onto his Supercomputer. "HAVE YOU NEVER HEARD THE YEOMEN OF THE SHIP SINCE YOU WERE STILL IN THAT FUCKING TUBE YOU SHIT VAT-GROWN PARASITE?"

"He yells a lot," Bastet whispered as he yelled obscenities at Bastet - she's trying to distract herself from getting her feelings hurt at the mean words. "Who is this lad?"

"Chief Burnside, he goes by Burns. He's only this fecking angry because of all that quantum energy IOTA9000 is feeding his head to match the brainpower of a Supercomputer." 1241 answers. "He's a Grayman and only they have the cognitive power to do it. I was five when the Regime tried to have species connect to the S.C... let's just say that it took a while to clean up the brains."

"Grayman..." Bastet never heard of them before. "Sub-set of humans?"

"Not even close," 1241 shook his head, "They come from the area where 3C 273 is, a Quasar."

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"HOW ABOUT YOU SHUT YOUR TRAPS AND LISTEN, YOU WANNABE DESERTERS," Chief Burns demanded. "IF YOU BLIND FURBAGS HAVEN'T NOTICED, WE'RE FUCKED. WE ARE STRANDED IN SPACE WITH NO WAY TO CONTACT MOTHERBASE. NOW IF YOU ARE SUCH FUCKING SIMPLETONS THAT YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS, IT MEANS WE'RE FUCKING MAROONED IN GOD KNOWS WHERE AND I BLAME YOU BECAUSE AS FAR AS I'M CONCERN YOU PROBABLY DID THIS SHIT."

"Chief-!"

"NO, I DON'T CARE, I'M NOT THE COURT MARSHAL ANYWAYS SO WHATEVER. YOU GOT US INTO THIS FUCKING MESS, YOU GET US THE FUCK OUT OF THIS MESS. YOU'RE GOING TO FUCKING FIX OUR FUCKING FTL COMMUNICATIONS SATELLITE SO I CAN SEND OUT A DAMN DISTRESS BEACON. OTHERWISE, THOSE ESCAPE PODS I HEARD YAMMERING ABOUT IS WORTHLESS AND YOU'LL BE STUCK IN THE SAME SHIT IN A DIFFERENT LOCATION."

"That doesn't make sense, Chief!" Bastet interjected. "Aren't escape pods supposed to be controlled within the pod itself?"

"YOU KNOW NOTHING, PRIVATE, SHUT UP," Chief Burnside howled at Bastet. "SINCE YOU INTERRUPTED ME WITH YOUR STUPID QUESTION THAT I MUST ANSWER--THE ESCAPE PODS ON CARRIERS LIKE THE ECHELON DON'T WORK LIKE YOU THINK. THEY ARE MEANT TO BE CONTROLLED ON AUTO-PILOT AND HEAD STRAIGHT TO THE NEAREST EMERGENCY POD RECEIVER - MEANING THAT THERE IS NOT FUCKING CONTROLS INSIDE OR OUTSIDE THE POD. IT'S MEANT FOR PEOPLE WHO ARE INJURED TO GET THE FUCK OUT OF THE SHIP AND CAN'T. NOW IF WE WERE A FUCKING DESTROYER, THAT'S A DIFFERENT STORY WITH A DIFFERENT ENDING, BUT FOR NOW YOU ARE TRAPPED IN THIS STEEL COCOON WITH ME, YOU SNIVELING CUNT RAGS!"

"Chief, what do you mean wanna-be deserters?" 1241 asked.

"DO YOU REALLY FUCKING THINK I CAN'T SEE EVERYTHING AND ANYTHING YOU'RE THINKING, I AM CONNECTED TO THE FUCKING SYSTEM OF IOTA. I CAN LITERALLY THOUGHT-POLICE YOUR ASS. AND DON'T EVEN TRY TO DO THAT DOUBLE-THINK LIKE THAT FUCKING UTILITIES OFFICER DID - I BLEW HIS FUCKING BRAINS OUT FOR HIS ATTEMPTED CONSPIRACY... I KNOW HE WAS CONSPIRING AGAINST THE REGIME... FUCK I AM OFF TOPIC," Burns took a deep breath before continuing. "YOU WERE PLANING ON TAKING AN ESCAPE POD OUT OF HERE. SAVING THE HOSTAGES ARE JUST A BONUS SO YOUR BRAIN DOESN'T GET SPLATTERED... BUT I'M NOT FUCKING DUMB - DO YOU FUCKING THINK I'M DUMB?! YOU'RE DUMB..."

The humiliating insults at the two continue for a minute. Feels bad man.

"Chief, how do we survive this?" 1241 asked cautiously.

"OH, THAT'S FUCKING EASY - LET ME UNWRAP MY GOD DAMN CRYSTAL BALL AND READ YOUR FUCKING FORTUNE. IF YOU DON'T WANT ME TO DETONATE THOSE FUCKING ROBOTS IN YOUR HEAD RIGHT FUCKING NOW, YOU'RE GOING TO GET THOSE SPACESUITS IN ONE HOUR - BYE BYE BRAIN," Chief Burns spat venomously.

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>>1377287
"Chief, if I may, what is happening to the ship? Why is Admiral Price on a killing spree of his subordinates?" Bastet tries to ask. "And why are you preventing us from seeing the rest of administration?"

"I WILL ANSWER YOUR STUPID KITTY QUESTIONS LATER, LISTEN BECAUSE YOUR LIFE DEPENDS ON IT,"

"Shut up, Bas!" 1241 taps his foot impatiently at Bastet. "He literally holds our lives in his hands."

"I BET YOU TWO SOFT BOXES DON'T KNOW HOW TO GET AROUND THE FUCKING SHIP, SO I AM DOWNLOADING THE MAP OF YOUR OBJECTIVE INTO YOUR NEURON CHIP. I'M GONNA SAY IT VERY FUCKING CLEARLY NOW, ARTICULATE THE MOTHER FUCK OUT OF WHAT I AM GOING SAY," Chief Burns snarled. "YOU, MARINE, AND YOU, DOCTOR, ARE GOING TO THE LOWER DECK AND YOU'RE GOING TO GO THE ARMORY AND YOU'RE GOING TO TYPE IN THE DECIPHER THE CODE TO GET INSIDE. IT'S ENCRYPTED BECAUSE PEOPLE COULD BE LISTENING ONTO MY NANOCOM SO LISTEN UP, I WILL NOT SAY IT AGAIN SHITFUCKS. HERE'S A FUCKING PEN, WRITE THE SHIT DOWN. THE ENCRPYTED CODE IS 8243116074776749157 GOT THAT?!"

"y-yes chief!" 1241 stammered as he quickly

Bastet was busy trying to view this map that's been downloaded into her brain. She finds the map and is appalled by how little information in
the map the Chief is willing to give them. Either all of the ship is off limited due to quarantined or classified. The only thing on the map is objective markers and ways to get there fast.

"IF YOU GET STUCK, CONTACT ME IMMEDIATELY,"

>The Party got RADIO (x2)!
The radio looks like a 20 Century phone but without a screen. The buttons are holographic and this only movement of the fingers are necessary.

They can only contact Chief Burns, there's also a limited battery on it!

1241 cannot carry any more space! He discards CHEWING WIRES. He is slightly more anxious as a result.

Escaping via Pods are impossible without the FTL COMMUNICATIONS Satellite to receive and send beacons. Now Bastet and 1241 are going to have to grab a pair of EVO suits from the ARMORY.

>Patch Note:
1241 and Bastet can now split up if commanded. However, if a command is not directed at anybody in particular - Bastet will complete the action by default.

>Commence.

Inputs and commands are now valid.

>Options

>EGRESS [RECOMMENDED]

>CONVERSE

>Write In.

>>1377345
>>CONVERSE
>Are there any other survivors on our way to our objectives? Should we stop to pick them up or beeline straight to our objectives?
>What's our secondary objective at the lower deck, is it more equipment to fix the FTL COMMUNICATIONS Satellite?

>>1377345
>>EGRESS [RECOMMENDED]
I would go for this since it's recommended with the really high–strung officer, but getting more intel before we have to drain from our limited battery is more important than some brownie points on a failing ship.

>>1377345
Salute and leave.

>>1377544
Seconding.

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>>1377544
"OUR ORDERS ARE TO LOCATE ANY SURVIVORS, HAVE THEM BE EXAMINED FOR INFECTION, AND THEN TERMINATED WITHOUT PREJUDICE IF FOUND TO BE INFECTED. IF FOUND TO BE PURE, BUT HELPLESS, THEY ARE TO BE IGNORED AND FEND FOR THEIR OWN SURVIVAL ACCORDING TO THE REGULATIONS OF THE DAEMON-REGIME," Chief Burns instructed.

>>What's our secondary objective at the lower deck, is it more equipment to fix the FTL COMMUNICATIONS Satellite?

"YOUR SECONDARY OBJECTIVE IS TO HUNT DOWN THE INFECTED HOSTILE AND TO TERMINATE WITH PREJUDICE, I HAVE MARKED HIS LAST KNOWN LOCATION. YOUR EVO SUITS SHOULD HAVE THE NECESSARY EQUIPMENT TO FIX THE SATELLITE, BUT YOU CAN ALWAYS LOOK IN THE ARMORY TO FIND MORE."

>>1377674
Chief Petty Officers are Non-Commissioned Officers and thus not saluted. A simple nod and an About Face gets them out of the Yeomen's Office and back towards the elevator.

"He's an insufferable bastard," Bastet hissed lowly.

"That's what quantum energy does to a Grayman, it makes them irate," 1241 muttered as he pushes the only button available.

"Friends are back!" Steve is waiting for them to come back, again scaring them. His tail is wagging fiercely. "How are friends? I recognize you because you smell like friends and I like friends!"

"That's... good..." Bastet once again felt 1241 hiding behind her.

"I did not know how long you've been gone because I have no conception of time, but you came back!" Steve woofed happily. "Woof!"

"Well, we gotta go agian..."

And blood started to... pour from his teeth again?

"Steve is not happy," He whines. "Promise friends will come back."

"I... what?"


.
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.
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"I PROMISE!" Bastet gasped.

"Yay! Steve is happy!" He gave Bastet a radioactive lick.

>>1377895
Head to the janitorial closet to try the key first.

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>>1377940
It ANCIENT KEY snaps in half. At least the door is unlocked now!

>>1378160
Carefully open door, and prepare for any surprises.

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>>1378297
there are no surprises. There's a corpse that's holding a dead child - infant rather. It appears that they were cleaved in two by a wedge of some sort... it's hard to say, but Bastet makes the assumption that an axe may have something to do with this.

>>1378349
Check the drawers.

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>>1378358
There are various pills of different colors and an auto-inject syringe. Maybe 1241 will know more of this, him being a doctor and all.

>Grab PILLS and AUTO INJECTING SYRINGE
>Leave items in where you found it.

>>1378441
Garb items. Also what's the thing to the right of the body, and is that a spray bottle(?) near the ceiling?

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>>1378493
It's a OXYGEN MASK COMPONENT for EVO SUITS with a spare filter next to it. It seems to be the same kind of mask used in the Hydro-Hallucinstasis Pods.

Behind Bastet is a shelf There's a spray bottle up above. The spray bottle on the highest shelf is great value DECK CLEANER, she recognized it from the time she had to clean the barracks during Basic Combat Training of her own blood after disrespecting the Drill Sargent.

It's just out of her reach.

>>1378553
THAT BODY WASN'T GLOWING BEFORE
GET THE FUCK OUT OF THERE AND LOCK THE DOOR

>>1378553
ABSCOND with utmost haste

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>>1378580
Wait what?

The half-bodied mother threw the infant at Bastet. Bastet fell over in surprise and promptly dropped her PIPE. The infant gnashed at Baset's throat their infantile hands and claws. A very sudden bout of numbness covered her body, static filled her brain, Bastet... or whatever... took the SNAPPED ANCIENT KEY and proceeded to stab the adversary in the right eye over and over and over again. She keyed his skull over and over, until the SNAPPED ANCIENT KEY was stuck in the infant's skull. It's not that it would've been helpful.

The half-bodied mother screeched with in horror and clawed the metal floor to get to Bastet. Bastet punted the mother in the face and ABSCONDED from the room, closing the door. It's not gonna lock, but the mother won't reach the doorknob any time soon.

"Bas', what the devil happened?! why are you covered in that pink-stuff?" 1241 rushed over to check up on Bastet.

>There's tiny claw marks all over her neck.

>>1378720
I was attacked by some infected. I found these drugs. Do you know what they do?

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>>1378802
"The Syringe? It looks like stolen C-U192, Reaper's Den it's called on the black market. It's a drug that acts like cocaine but without the drawbacks, I've used it a lot when I was on Earth. It's not illegal but distribution of it is tightly controlled by Remulus United," 1241 replied, looking over it carefully. "The pills are sleeping pills, some of of them are amphetamines, and a couple are food pills. All of them are branded by Remulus United."

>>1378977
Ask him to assess our neck wounds.

>>1378977
>>1379104
2nd.
>Discuss the nature of the infection while being treated.
“The infection seems to create a split-personality that takes over in times of immediate, life-threatening danger. Such as when that Infected infant tried to claw our neck to death and when we got shot by Admiral Price and nearly bled out to death.”
”Maybe the infection starts to replace our fight and flight responses and other instincts before gaining more ground to take us over?”
“Perhaps the Infected recognized our presence as a serious enough danger and it reactivated whatever remnant virus was in them to attack us?”

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>>1379104
>>1379140

>-1 DOCTOR BAG USAGE.

"So you're thinking that the virulent agent is based around our brain's perception of fear and anxiety - it triggers whenever the brain senses danger?" 1241 asked. "That probably explains why your eyes were pink when I saved you back in 199A, because the host was in danger?"

1241 accidentally pulls the bandages on Bastet's neck a little too tight.

"How much of my chest do you have to stare at before you're done strangling me?" Bastet teased.

"Please don't hit on the doctor," 1241 groaned as he snipped off the remnants of the gauze around her neck with a pair of safety scissors.

>>1379177
If we're done here, we should probably head for the armory.

>>1379177
>>1378441
>Give PILLS and AUTO INJECTING SYRINGE to 1241 and ask him to identify them and any usages.
>>1378720
>Mention we dropped our PIPE back during our fight in the Janitorial Closet.
>>1368169
>>1378720
>Discuss the Infected and Impure's targeting priorities, and reasons for targeting.
"I seem to have been the first attacked back in our fight in the Yeomen Office and Janitorial Closet, and their general priority."
"Maybe the Infected and Impure can intuitively sense which is the greater danger between us, then attacks accordingly to remove the greater threat? Between me being the combat model and you being a doctor model?"
"Perhaps the Infected and Impure also attack whoever's already Infected but hasn't fully succumbed to the virus yet, to speed up the virus taking over through the virus's danger responses?"

>>1379252
>>Give PILLS and AUTO INJECTING SYRINGE to 1241 and ask him to identify them and any usages.
Disregard that. Forgot about >>1378977

>>1379177
>>1379250
>>1379252
2nd.

>>1378977
>and a couple are food pills.
We were starving earlier.
>>1379177
>>1379252
>>1379255
>Share pills with 1241 to empty our hunger.

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>>1379252

>Dropped PIPE

"Well, there's tons of pipes around... it shouldn't be too hard to find another," 1241 replied. "In fact, I think there might be another tyre iron in the Armory."

Bastet is now UNARMED.

>>Discuss the Infected and Impure's targeting priorities, and reasons for targeting.

"That's... likely," 1241 gave it deep thought. "I think that the host recognized our insignia and thus are prioritizing based on our insignias - probably why they had little interest in me and my medic insignia."

>>1379281
The pills tasted like cheap tv dinners on a thanksgiving night. The taste was country fried steak with potato gravy.

It wasn't very tasty.

Party is now >Pure of all ailments.

>>1379250

"Yeah, we should," 1241 slid his tools back into the DOCTOR BAG. "Also, before you ask, I can't give you a thing from the bag for a weapon - it would compromise our medical supplies. Your best luck is to hope that some of the weapons in the Armory aren't DNA locked or that you find another tyre iron."

>They head towards the Armory.

The door is barred with an automatic barricade. 1241 goes to put the code.

"Wait, where's the rest of the numbers?" 1241 demanded the panel. "Why are there only ones and zeroes?"

"What?" Bastet peered over him because he's short and looked at the door and the panel.

>PLEASE INPUT CODE

[1]

[0]

"It's binary," Bastet said. "What's the code again?"

1241 looks on his sleeve. "8243116074776749157."

"God dammit I hate this," Bastet murmurs.

>>1379367
>"It's binary," Bastet said. "What's the code again?"
>1241 looks on his sleeve. "8243116074776749157."
>>1377345
>THE ENCRPYTED CODE IS 8243116074776749157 GOT THAT?!"
Oh. So we have to translate decimal to binary. Why didn't Chief Burns mention this to us earlier?
This shouldn't be too difficult, I remember doing stuff like this a while back. Of course, I'll just use a converter for this because that's a bit too long for me to do by hand. 111001001100101011011100110010101100111011000010110010001100101
Cross-checked with a couple of converters.

>>1379367
>>1379424
2nding

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>>1379424
The first set of barricades come up.

The screen on top of the armory door now reads:

.---- / -.-- --- ..- / .-- .. .-.. .-.. / -... . / ... ..- -- -- --- -. . -.. / -... -.-- / - .... . / .-- .. - -. . ... ... / .-- .... . -. / -.-- --- ..- / -.-. .- ... - / - .... . / -.. -.-- . / .. -. - --- / - .... . / .-. ..- -... .. -.-. --- -. / .-. .. ...- . .-. ..--- / ..-. .. .-. . / .-- .. .-.. .-.. / -.-. --- -. ... ..- -- . / - .... . / .... . .- ...- . -. ... / .-- .... . -. / .... . .-.. .-.. / ..-. .-. . . --.. . ... / --- ...- . .-. ...-- / - .... . / .... . .- -.. / --- ..-. / - .... . / ... -. .- -.- . / .-- .. .-.. .-.. / -... . / ... . ...- . .-. . -.. --..-- / --- -. .-.. -.-- / ..-. --- .-. / - .... . / .--. . .-. ... --- -. / .-- .... --- / .... .- ... / ... .-.. .- .. -. / - .... . / ... . .-. .--. . -. - / - --- / -... . -.-. --- -- . / - .... . / ... -. .- -.- . ....- / .- / -.-. --- -.-. --- --- -. / --- ..-. / ... - . . .-.. / .-- .. .-.. .-.. / .--. .. . .-. -.-. . / .. -. - --- / - .... . / .-- .- - . .-. ... / .- -. -.. / -.-. .- ..- ... . / --. .-. . .- - / ..-. .- -- .. -. .


. - / - ..- / -... .-. ..- - . ..--..

A QWERTY keyboard now replaces the buttons.

>>1379521
1 YOU WILL BE SUMMONED BY THE WITNESS WHEN YOU CAST THE DYE INTO THE RUBICON RIVER
2 FIRE WILL CONSUME THE HEAVENS WHEN HELL FREEZES OVER
3 THE HEAD OF THE SNAKE WILL BE SEVERED, ONLY FOR THE PERSON WHO HAS SLAIN THE SERPENT TO BECOME THE SNAKE
4 A COCOON OF STEEL WILL PIERCE INTO THE WATERS AND CAUSE GREAT FAMINE
ET TU BRUTE?
Discuss the message with 1241, and if he doesn't know anything, contact the Chief.

>>1379521
Oh god damn it. Now we have to translate morse code to the alphabet.
>Converse with 1241 on why Chief Burns didn't bother mentioning we'd have to go through all these hoops while solving the puzzles, or simply directly give us the codes to them since he presumably knows.
>Bond over meddling or lack of support from command.
I'm not too familiar with morse code other than for between the two puzzles it's kind of similar to binary in having a more complex language put into simpler or cruder steps.
>Mention the translated morse code reads similarly to a dream we had earlier when he was taking care of us.
>Discuss with 1241 about the code, then contact the chief. If nothing, proceed to input it.
1 YOU WILL BE SUMMONED BY THE WITNESS WHEN YOU CAST THE DYE INTO THE RUBICON RIVER
2 FIRE WILL CONSUME THE HEAVENS WHEN HELL FREEZES OVER
3 THE HEAD OF THE SNAKE WILL BE SEVERED, ONLY FOR THE PERSON WHO HAS SLAIN THE SERPENT TO BECOME THE SNAKE
4 A COCOON OF STEEL WILL PIERCE INTO THE WATERS AND CAUSE GREAT FAMINE
ET TU BRUTE?

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>>1379598
"What does any of this mean...?" 1241 blinks confusingly. "This is all madness, must be an inside joke for the Security and you Combat Models..."

Bastet recognized that he knows nothing about it and promptly contacts the Chief.

...

The Chief does not answer.

"We'll worry about that later, let's get the EVO Suits and get that Satellite fixed before he splats us," 1241 suggests.

The door opens and there's a lot to see. Currently, you are looking in the entrance way of the ARMORY. The ARMORY is as big as the MEDICAL WARD and thus more subrooms exist inside. Weapon Racks and Lockers line the walls, there's a poster with a scarred looking gray sabertooth cat with the words "MASTER CHIEF SEES YOU".

"That guy looks like you, ya know," 1241 teased.

"That's racist," Bastet smirked as she covered an eye of hers. "Argh, I'm the Master Chief - I need a weapon!"

There's a K9 Unit dog sleeping on the ground. Bastet recognizes the bastard dog being K903 - Ava.

>>1379678
They say let sleeping dogs lie, but I think we should gently wake Ava up, so she doesn't get spooked. Then check the weapon lockers and equip an appropriate weapon on each party member.
Is the switch on or off?

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>>1379654
>>Bond over meddling or lack of support from command.

1241 is now closer to Bastet as a result.

>>1379699

>check the weapon lockers and equip an appropriate weapon on each party member.

The lockers are locked. The weapon racks are DNA locked and god knows there's a lot of blood on this damn ship and it's probably contaminated from mixing so they're useless too.

Bastet found a TYRE IRON in a toolbox, however! It adds 35+ ATK and a chance to >STN adversaries!


>gently wake Ava up

"Wake up, you bloody deserting pissant!" Bastet gently shouted at Ava. Ava jumped and growled at Bastet but instantly shook her tail when she saw 1241.

"Hey, Birdy," 1241 affectionately coos as he pets the dog. He looked at Bastet for explanation. "I used to feed her the dead rats from 6794's experiments, I guess she kinda grew attached to me - which could get her put down for it because she's kinda meant to be used against us in case we rebel."

"Good to know," Bastet gave the bitch a dirty look before looking at the switch.

>>1379699

The switch is on OFF.

>Flip Switch.

>Do nothing.

>>1379678
>>1379699
2nd. If we don't have access to them because of our rank, ask Chief Burns for a field promotion to finish our mission faster.

>>1377074
>DaemonQuest Redux 0.5
Is this misnumbered with the numbering of the previous thread? I was confused for a bit when I was flipping between them earlier.

I'll be off now, thanks for the session.

>>1379754
>>Flip Switch.
Curious to know what it does.

>>1379754
>The lockers are locked. The weapon racks are DNA locked and god knows there's a lot of blood on this damn ship and it's probably contaminated from mixing so they're useless too.
Ask Chief Burns if there's a way to bypass the DNA locks to access the weapons, or if we can clean the blood off to access the DNA lock.

>>1379756

>2nd. If we don't have access to them because of our rank, ask Chief Burns for a field promotion to finish our mission faster.

...

The Chief does not answer, again.

>>Is this misnumbered with the numbering of the previous thread? I was confused for a bit when I was flipping between them earlier.

Misnumbered, let's considered it 0.5.0

>I'll be off now, thanks for the session.
Thanks for playing!

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>>1379761
>>>Flip Switch.
>Curious to know what it does.

The Switch is now on ON.

The other side of the room opens behind a false wall.

There are rows of EVO Suits with various insignia - one of them being a DOCTOR
and the other a PRIVATE Insignia. It is behind a glass case with a DNA SCANNER.

Knowing how to do this from her training, Bastet went for the PRIVATE insignia. It rejects her, "E-1 RANK INVALID WITH E-3 RANK DNA."

"Oh, maybe he heard you and authorized it?" 1241 suggested as he unlocked his EVO SUIT.

"Perhaps," Bastet shrugged as she unlocked the PFC (PRIVATE FIRST CLASS) EVO SUIT Insignia. The glass case opens and the EVO SUITS are available.

>Put on EVO SUIT?
[Cannot be undone.]

>>1379799
"Mmm... I didn't put your brain in a dog you damn bird I think we should examine everything just to be sure. The EVO SUITS could be trapped or something."

>Run analysis [1995 (Bastet)] and [ 1241] on [EVO SUITS/ 6794 (Birdy)]

>>1379799
What stat effects do EVO SUITS have?

>>1380709
Seconding.

>>1380738
We'll probably only find out when we equip it, that's been the case with everything else so far.

>>1380752
The fact I picked the two of them was because our cat is no doctor, so her alone might miss stuff.

>>1380738
We will only know once we put them on, but the analysis will tell us something.

You can have the bunny if you want Birdy, but we have less than a hour to get stuff done, so let's not fight, or our heads will explode. The future really sucks. And the AI protocols don't seem safer? Why? Why the fuck they keep experimenting with this? Why they keep cloning us? Just how many infected do exist in this big wide universe? How is the bunny immune? Wasn't he taller before? But what matters is the mission. We should focus in that. If I die or get injured the bunny will die too. He seems less skilled at fighting than the original... [FOCUS] And I really really hate DNA locked weapons. [FOCUS DAMMIT!] Sorry. 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10. I am calmer now. [MISSION MODE]

>Run [MISSION MODE]
>Verify and scan EVO SUITS.
>Verify and scan ERROR, verify and scar unit K903 [Birdy]

>>1381172
●Scan instead of scar, stupid phone.

>>1381172
What does MISSION MODE do?
>Verify and scan EVO SUITS.
>Verify and scan ERROR, verify and scan unit K903 [Birdy]

>>1381598
Makes us focus on the mission?

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[ANALYSIS] on 6794 -> FAILED: 6794 is currently NOT IN THE ROOM.

[ANALYSIS] on EVOSUITS.

There are two EVO SUITS that Bastet and 1241 can equip. Both of them are different and offer different roles in regards of variability and combat - when needed.

CLASS ATHENA is COMBAT VARIANT

CLASS BRUTUS is SUPPORT|SUPPLY VARIANT

CLASS CASSIUS is RECON' VARIANT

CLASS DARIUS is OFFICER VARIANT

CLASS EMBOSS is PILOT VARIANT

CLASS FEDERAL is COMBAT MEDIC VARIANT

CLASS GOLDEN is DOCTOR VARIANT

and so on and so forth.

The EVO SUITS are basically the equivalent of a HAZMAT SUIT but designed for Combat and Medical Models rather than Engineer Models. They are practically skin tight space suits with Ulcium-Titanus armor plating - tougher and lighter than titanium, more ballistic stopping power than Kevlar, but it is rather radioactive so only a few plates are authorized on the body part. The CLASS ATHENA EVOLVED SPACE ARMOUR, simply known as EVO A CLASS or CLASS ATHENA, or CLASS A, is Bastet's suit.

The CLASS GOLDEN EVOLVED SPACE ARMOUR is 1241's suit. It's exactly identical except for being summit white and crimson red with a huge red cross on the chest.

The STAT BOOSTS multiply every stat by three, can be powered to FULL POWER MODE to increase stats to 10X at the cost of physical bodily damage.

There is a holographic projector on the forearms, akin to that of a touchscreen.

The helmets are all fitting and they provide a small forcefield for species with protruding ears. These force-fields can be powered into a SHIELD that covers the entire body at the cost of physical power.

The suits under-armour are skin tight, meaning that all garments must be removed.

>Unequipped CASUAL WEAR.

"Right, so how do I put this on? Does it just--" 1241 started before dropping his jaw as Bastet took her top off to enter the EVO SUIT.

"W-what are you doing?!" 1241 cried as he covered his eyes in shame. It's not that Bastet doesn't have a training bra and tons of bandages to cover her bosom. "I'm right here!"

"What? You had no problem with it when in 199A, what changed?" Flirty. Why is she being flirty? Bastet recognized her sudden change in attitude towards him, but it... doesn't make sense - she just met him probably a few HOURS ago!

"You had a bloody BULLET in you! That's different!" 1241 sheepishly defended. Bastet rolled her eyes and went to take her sweatpants off. "Don'!"

"Come one, surely you've seen a woman before," Bastet stopped.

"Well, you were in the HYDRO-STASIS POD... right?"

"And?"

"You're not supposed to have undergarments on in the POD," 1241 says. "You didn't have a bra until you took one from the ICU - long story regarding that nurse whose crucified - so that means you have no panties."

"Get out," Bastet commanded and shut the door behind him.

Bastet equips the EVO SUIT.

END OF ACT ONE

ACT TWO:
>>1387768