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ViewScream: AlcheME!
The bulkhead seals behind you; there is a brief warning buzzer before THEMiS’s A.I. pleasantly informs you that you have been “quarantined for your protection.”
A specialized room is arrayed before you, and you suddenly find you are aware of not only of the game’s rules, but also of a limited collection of specialized knowledge suitable to your team’s Role.
ROLE: PSIONICS
Available solutions:
To your right are a series of lockers containing changes of clothes to more Role-appropriate ones—though they still contain just enough elements to match your unit aesthetic. You may use these if you wish (if so, they will not disappear after the game ends). To your left, there is what appears to be a comms station. It seems you’ll be using this to contact the other units.
It quickly becomes apparent, in fact, that you will very much need their help—
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A specialized room is arrayed before you, and you suddenly find you are aware of not only of the game’s rules, but also of a limited collection of specialized knowledge suitable to your team’s Role.
Available solutions:
- Cortical Net Harness
- Remote Cerebellar Shield
- Telekinetic Probe
To your right are a series of lockers containing changes of clothes to more Role-appropriate ones—though they still contain just enough elements to match your unit aesthetic. You may use these if you wish (if so, they will not disappear after the game ends). To your left, there is what appears to be a comms station. It seems you’ll be using this to contact the other units.
It quickly becomes apparent, in fact, that you will very much need their help—
PROBLEMS
THEMiS's A.I. echoes throughout your quarters, pleasant even in the words she says: "Alert. Barrier integrity compromised. Parasitic lifeforms detected to be beyond this door. Recommended suggestion: exterminate lifeforms with bioweapons."
Something that looks like a slime mold is creeping over the door, visible through the window in the sealed bulkhead. That definitely wasn’t there before. And you can hear scratching sounds—like the mold is clawing at the barrier.
Engineering
There’s an alarm klaxon like a tornado siren that extends for about twenty-five seconds than you wish it would have.
Once you can finally uncover your ears, you see the flashing alert:
PROTON CORE IN CRISIS MODE
IMMINENT REPAIR REQUIRED TO PREVENT MELTDOWN
Better find someone who can get you those repairs...
Helm
Over at your communications hub, there’s a flashing red light: obviously some kind of warning signal. Checking the monitors triggers a pop-up message, read aloud in the pleasantly neutral voice of what must be THEMiS’s A.I.
“External sensors offline. Temperature regulation and collision maintenance systems compromised.”
Well, that doesn’t sound good.
“Do you wish to jettison this sector to preserve station integrity?”
A countdown appears on the pop-up. Okay, so that’s really not good.
DISCUSSION
TURN-IN
Re: DISCUSSION
In my opinion as a Doctor of Bullshit, we're fucked.
Re: DISCUSSION
Well, this seems simple enough. It's probably best just to be open about what we need in this case, hm? Not to mention, we're therapists! Let's make sure eeeeveryone has a good time.
Re: DISCUSSION
Re: DISCUSSION
Re: DISCUSSION
Re: DISCUSSION
Re: TURN-IN
HSS gets Remote Cerebellar Shield!! THEIR BRAINS ARE NOW SHIELDED FROM CHEMICAL OR PSYCHIC TAMPERING/MANIPULATION/TAINT
AVANTE gets the Telekinetic Probe! THEY PROBE THEIR MINDS AND CAN OVERCOME HALLUCINATIONS
TECH RECEIVED
You receive the following Real Space Technology:
Problem type: Xenobiology
Tech received: Bioengineered Xenomorph
Description provided: The xenomorph knocks all their heads together and then drool on them. The head trauma and bioengineered saliva fixes their broken brains.
Result: Success. Apparently this defeats slime mold!
Problem type: Engineering
Tech received: Photon Spiral Generator
Description provided: . . . this ought to generate photons in a more manageable pattern, than whatever chaotic mess they're in from the crash.
Result: Success.
Problem type: Helm
Tech received: Navigation Wave Console
Description provided: The navigation thing makes it possible for AlcheME! to jettison the broken part of the ship safely, I THINK????
Result: Success.
RESULT: UNHARMED
One by one, the threats fade, until a musical chime rings out, followed by the pleasantly neutral voice of the A.I.
“Quarantine concluded. Thank you, THEMiS staff.”
The bulkhead unseals.
You did it. You survived space.