Hi, and welcome new readers! The previous chapters were posted on the mirror before the MSPA forums went down, so I'm just sort of picking up where I left off. In an effort not to abandon anyone, I'm cross-posting on EagleTime and OmegaUpdate and anywhere else I deem necessary. At some point I want to create my own hosted adventure website where people can add comments on the page itself, but that has yet to materialize.
Please enjoy my adventure. If you need to get caught up, please check the mirror.
Do you ever get that weird feeling that you're being watched?
Yes, all the time.
Tiny eyes stare back at you whenever you look down a corridor. They're curious. They don't run.
What are you gonna do about the signal once you've found it?
How many bars've you got?
Oh you've got bars. So many bars. This thing has bars coming off of bars it's got so many bars.
But what are you going to do when you find the signal? Hmm.... you guess you haven't thought that far ahead. You think you're just supposed to find it... and then... radio back to base that you've found it? You guess?
How are you doing for supplies? Enough to get back safely?
OH CRAP. YOUR SUPPLIES. YOU FORGOT ALL THE SUPPLIES. WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO? YOU HAVE TO GET BACK BEFORE...BE...BEFORE... BARNACLES. BARNACLES. BARNACLES. BARNACLES. Golly. What were you doing again? Oh right, signal.
>Tell us about yourself. Why you've been chosen to track the signal?
You sigh heavily. It's been days. They sent you off alone into this untracked wilderness... what did they even want you to find? They... you dredge your memory... you think you were sent to respond to a distress call. Yeah, that seems right. You were sent here by the Emergency Rescue Alliance.
But come to think of it, why was it you? Could nobody else do this? You remember them saying you seemed like the best one for the job. You had all the required qualifications. The ability to read a neural net and set up a transponder node so that help could be relayed from afar. But why was nobody else sent with you? You're just a researcher, used to sitting in a lab. You're not well-suited for field work.
But perhaps you are not alone. You feel a comforting presence in your mind. The ones who sent you must be watching you. Tracking you. They must be, or how could they locate the emergency signal with such pinpoint accuracy in order to send supplies or evacuate people... or provide whatever help the people who sent out the beacon would need? This thought is reassuring. You're doing something important. You gotta keep going.
> Just keep putting one foot in front of the next, following that signal
What is the color coding about? Are the blue and green dots corresponding to those small creatures? And the red dots?
You look at your device again. The color coding seems to correspond to the emotions of creatures around you. This was never actually explained to you, but your intuition tells you that this is the case. Red must be angry, green is for happy, blue is for sad, yellow is for distressed? There sure are a lot of indicators of distress coming from directly in front of you. You must be headed in the right direction.
See if there's any mushrooms you can forage. Do you at least have a field guide so you can tell what's poisonous?
This is an alien planet as far as you know. If you want a field guide, you'd have to make one. However, the scanner also has a mode that can tell the chemical components of anything. This could be very handy if you ever get hungry.
Nitro Glyde said:
>Do you have something against barnacles?
"B...b...ba...barnacles. Barnacles. B.... Barnacles are the f....f-F-FIRST food in the food chain that contains nNN - N - N - NO synthetically produced COMPounds! Bbb...BUYYYY some at your nearest grocery store today!"
Wasn't this supposed to be a dream? Why are you having Tourettes symptoms in dreams?