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In which case, that would directly lead to more combat, because of the parasitic worms and leg sharks.
I guess transformium is like stem cells for Cybertronians. Shockwave just got a big ol' jar of embryo splashed on his arm. Blech!
Maybes mean "yes" nine times out of ten. You're going to save that transformium so you can anull any attempts at forcing Shockwave to suffer lasting consequences. You're better than that!
I hope that's the last we see of any Transformium. Mcguffins like that kill tension faster than any instakill or magic healing powers ever could.
Privates Pious and Mcdonalds headed back to the main hallway, with Hampus and Clifford in tow. Once there, they rendezvoused with the rest of the team. The only room they had left to explore was the one at the far end of the main hall. It was quite a door, taking up the entire wall and being coated in alarming yellow-and-black stripes. Whatever was behind this door was certainly important. Though the door was clearly supposed to be well-guarded, it had no security systems whatsoever. Merely stepping forward was sufficient for it to open. With an ominous rush of air, the door opened, rising upwards into the topmost part of the frame. Through the doorway, nothing could be seen but a cargo elevator surrounded by blank concrete walls. Unusually, the elevator's bottom seemed to largely consist of metal grilles, allowing one to see down to the bottom of the elevator shaft. Cautiously, the team piled onto the elevator, and began their descent. A loud screeching and grinding noise filled the area as the elevator slowly made its way downwards.
There's no reason to assume SE wouldn't have a wide variety of restaurants and cuisines in their headquarters as well. After all, the UMMA gets its client worlds solely through voluntary assimilation, so there'd be thousands of worlds that have met the UMMA but didn't want to be absorbed into them. SE could come up to them, and say "Thank goodness you didn't do that, look at what happened to the last few dozen worlds that joined them!" BAM! Instant ally!
I am a hundred percent sure that almost all the characters in the RP could turn the animatronics into scrap metal. Also it's during the day ad I don't think they do anything then.
What makes you think the animatronics haven't been immensely modified by all the mook engineers looking to ensure nothing bad will happen? Also, the Overlord is definitely not the target audience for the bar, it seems. The target audience has been described as "The "Hench List," the others on the bottom rungs of Shadow Eternity who didn't quite meet the level of power that would make many interpretations of the Judeo-Christian God flee in terror that seemed to float around here far too often. No officers. Nobody with the authority to fire him. Just friends like Cliff and the rest. Just people he could vent to." If the Overlord came in for a beer, he'd be tossed out faster than you can say "Master, the minions are revolting," and even faster than you could come up with a pithy retort for that.
And suddenly everyone gets shot to ABSOLUTE ZERO. ded
While she could theoretically do that, absolute zero is a bit extreme if you're simply trying to kill someone, y'know?
Absolute zero is the temperature Hydrogen freezes solid at. While it's theoretically possible to reach, it's logically impossible to reach without bringing the entire rest of the universe to absolute zero, considering the nature of thermodynamics.
"Here here!" Cliff said, practically smacking Pious' hands with the document he'd found entirely through dumb luck, while trying to loot the place no less, and that he only superficially understood. "I'm not really sure what it says to do but it sounds important and easy. See? Says "Red Queen" right there. My genius searching skills are the best in the world! Wait didn't Wizard say something about Red Queen too?". Without waiting for an answer, he handed the soldier the document to read and crammed himself between Hampus and Arby's to look at the monitors, trying to find Hampus' discovery and failing to do so. "Hey where's the queen at?"
Ollanius Pious smiled sweetly at Clifford's blatant snubbing of him, and merely began to eavesdrop. VIPs were rarely sociable people, so a degree of care was necessary. Of course, a few dozen degrees of bluntness and physical power would be just as effective. Hampus pointed vaguely upwards in the direction of the monitor that showed the Red Queen's terminal and Research Director Simmons. "Somewhere up there... what's that you've got?" With nary a word, Hampus snatched the instructions and read them. Luckily, the size-38 bold print font was sufficient for even Hampus, being of medieval education, to read. "So... to ride over the red queen, we need to go through a looking glass, use three... terminals, and get some pawns? Then we take the pawns to a promotion chamber and make them into a queen?" Hampus sighed heavily; if they had to bring someone up to royal status, this would take forever! Ollanius, being of sound enough mind to decipher the byzantine access methods of Umbrella as read by a person with an education several centuries out of date, relayed the instructions to the platoon. "Alright, guys. We need to move through something called a 'Looking Glass', access a trio of terminals to get low-level security passes, and then use them in a 'Promotion Chamber' to authorize a high-level security pass. Then we'll use it to manually override the Queen's control, and... by the Emperor's unceasing wisdom, I don't see how we'll fit an advanced AI on a portable hard drive. We'll just have to work with that when we get there." Jack Morgan responded immediately. "Thank you for the update, Private Pious. Everyone, come back to the main hallway: we're going deeper." Ollanius Pious and Arby's Mcdonalds nodded, and began making their way back. Ollanius called out to Clifford and Hampus. "Hey, you two. We're headed deeper into the facility to carry out those instructions you found. We could use your help, assuming the deeper labs aren't as abandoned as these ones."
That's why I'm a little hesitant to put someone who is physically a normal human being in it even if she'd be inside of something that's stable. ^^; ... Though that does bring to mind a question about how you're going to get Guts out of it. As GM I'll help out with that if you end up stuck.
Well, the Warp is hilariously unstable at all times. It's entirely possible that, at any point, Guts will suddenly be teleported to anywhere and anywhen in the whole multiverse, thanks to a minor fluctuation in the Warp's tides deciding to bring the Warpwhale (or certain sections of it) out to reality. It's why Space Hulks are a threat to the real world despite them only ever forming in the Warp. Also, I did mean to refer to Bee.
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