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Post by Con Air on Jun 6, 2017 0:50:04 GMT
Input "420" into the keypad.
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Post by mementovivere on Jun 9, 2017 23:23:56 GMT
((note: the new MSPFA site allows for comments on adventures, so I will be taking suggestions from there as well! If I include a command but nobody on the forums posted it, that's probably why!))
> Des: Anyway, juuust to be sure it's not a portal to an imaginary land, did you try the window?
Like you said before, the WINDOW UNIT is a light source! Since there are no REAL WINDOWS in here, it's a good way of getting NATURAL LIGHT and preventing a bad case of SEASONAL AFFECTIVE DISORDER.
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But you'll admit the way it works is kind of an enigma to you. An enigma wrapped in a mystery wrapped in a window.
Instead of just being a flat window-shaped lamp, it looks like some kind of endless sunny void. There's no ground to be seen anywhere, though... nothing but clouds, the sun, and blue sky. Is it AUGMENTED REALITY? A DIMENSIONAL POCKET? Hell, is it actually an IMAGINARY LAND, in spite of how GROUNDED IN ROCK SOLID REALITY you try to keep your hypothesiseses? You're really not sure. You're not too hung up on finding out though, and sometimes SCIENCE is more about the QUESTIONS than it is the ANSWERS.
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Oh, and it's adjustable too. So that's fun. YAY SCIENCE!!!
> Des: Input "420" into the keypad.
Okay! You forget what the 420 CODE does, but you thiiiink it's a physiological effect that has something to do with MOOD MODIFICATION, STRESS REDUCTION, APPETITE IMPROVEMENT, and MUSICAL APPRECIATION. You input the code, step on the pad, and get ready to enjoy some chill vibes, relax a bit, and start wondering if the TrueCaterer would be able to make some pizza-flavored h--
OH GOD NO YOU WERE WRONG, YOU WERE VERY WRONG, AND NOW YOU'RE SMOKING AND ABLAZE! That's right, you forgot the mnemonic device you and science-rulez602 came up with, "420 BLAZE IT", to remind you that the 420 CODE sets things on fire!
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You quickly throw your LAB COAT to the floor and stomp on it to put out the flames.
Aww maaaaaan. Now it's completely ruined. You're so bummed out that the buzz from the COFFEE wears off. That was your FAVORITE LAB COAT! How do you expect to do all the SCIENCE you have to do without a LAB COAT?
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It's a good thing you have a basically limitless supply of SLIGHTLY LESS FAVORITE LAB COATS.
> Des: Apply 666 to the ray gun.
Good idea! You would like to have at least one experiment with this damn code that doesn't end in complete disaster, and maybe that will bump up the RAYGUN's POWER LEVELS a bit. Once again you set the MULTI-USE BEAM STATION on the setting that smells like burning flesh.
You got the DISMAYGUN! It feels like it's made of FLESH, it keeps LOOKING at you funny, and you have to be careful that it doesn't BITE YOU, but it sure packs a HELL of a punch.
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Post by Wessolf27 on Jun 10, 2017 0:36:40 GMT
>Des: It's experiment time! See if firing it causes a horrifying portal to an alternate dimension to open
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Post by mementovivere on Jun 11, 2017 23:49:28 GMT
> Des: use extra lab coat to pick up the dismay gun so it can't bite you
It seems like it'd be kind of difficult to hold the DISMAYGUN in a LAB COAT and also fire it, so you compromise and and wrap the DISMAYGUN's mouth in STRIPS OF LAB COAT. If its bite is anything like the MOUSE ABOMINATION, you'd rather be SAFE than SORRY. SAFETY FIRST, remember? There's a whole poster about it and everything.
> Des: It's experiment time! See if firing it causes a horrifying portal to an alternate dimension to open
Well what do you know, that's exactly what it does! You're making all kinds of GROUNDBREAKING SCIENTIFIC DISCOVERIES today. Time to see what bold new frontiers await as you--
...Okay, that's not good.
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Post by Wessolf27 on Jun 12, 2017 4:25:55 GMT
>Des: Use the reverse button on your Dismaygun! Hurry, hurry!
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Post by mementovivere on Jun 12, 2017 6:45:52 GMT
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Post by Wessolf27 on Jun 12, 2017 17:40:50 GMT
>Welp, you're lost. Maybe you can de-armify these tentacles out of here for some quick cleaning. >Perhaps talk to your friends again and point out how very very annoyed are right now about not being able to find a way out.
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Post by mementovivere on Jun 14, 2017 18:54:45 GMT
> Des: Gross. Clean up your mess. > Des: Welp, you're lost. Maybe you can de-armify these tentacles out of here for some quick cleaning.
Sure, you suppose tentacles might be conceptually similar enough to arms for that to work. You kick the foul-smelling UNSPEAKABLE APPENDAGES over to the MULTI-USE BEAM STATION, input 413, and watch as they get zapped away to... wherever the hell DE-ARMIFIED ARMS go off to. You're too aggravated and pumped full of ADRENALINE to care all that much right now about the MYSTERIES OF SCIENCE or whatever.
>Des: Perhaps talk to your friends again and point out how very very annoyed are right now about not being able to find a way out.
Again, they're not really your friends, but you decide to message your SCIENTIFIC COLLEAGUES to see if they'll be even slightly more helpful this time around. This day is really getting pretty frustrating, and you're sick and tired of everything you do becoming needlessly complicated! Shouldn't a SCIENTIFIC LABORATORY have working doors or windows?? Why can't you remember anything? Was that note on your computer even from yourself, and what was the deal with her saying you weren't a REAL SCIENTIST? You're starting to suspect that SOMETHING WEIRD is going on, and you're going to get to the bottom of it.
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dancemodena: well, i'm very very annoyed right now about not being able to find a way out of this lab!!! SaDOS: Well, I'm very very annoyed right now about my cakes constantly disappearing. dancemodena: aghhhhhh why do you have such a one track mind? that's not important right now! dancemodena: forget the stupid cakes. have you been able to leave your lab lately? SaDOS: Wow. Wow. Stupid cakes? Wow. dancemodena: ugh SaDOS: First of all. I hate you. I bet you are stealing my cakes. And that is why you are so fat. And unlovable. dancemodena: wtf?! SaDOS: Second of all. Why would I want to leave my laboratory? This is where the science happens. SaDOS: There is so much testing left to be done. dancemodena: because we have to leave sometime! like they're not even outfitted with beds or anything dancemodena: urgh dancemodena: like do you ever remember going home? like ever??? SaDOS: I think you should just calm down. SaDOS: Eat some of the cakes you stole from me. Drink some coffee. Maybe that will make you stop talking so crazy. SaDOS: Oh! And before I forget. [SaDOS has blocked dancemodena] dancemodena: djkgrjldrlhgdljrgjlidjlghrihj39jutoi2j
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dancemodena: maybe you can help me Pal3000: Of course. I am always happy to be of assistance. dancemodena: have you been able to leave your lab? Pal3000: Oh. Well, I have not left any time recently. Pal3000: There is so much watching to be done. Pal3000: Is there something I can assist you with remotely? dancemodena: well, my door seems to not have any kind of mechanism for opening it dancemodena: so you would be doing me a big big favor dancemodena: like a huuuuuge solid dancemodena: if you could stop watching your alt-universe tv shows for like 30 seconds dancemodena: pop down the hall real quick, or upstairs or wherever my lab is in relation to yours () dancemodena: and open my laboratory from the outside. Pal3000: ... Pal3000: Ah. dancemodena: ?? dancemodena: hello, earth to pal? do you read me pal? Pal3000: Affirmative, Des. I read you. dancemodena: soooo, can you open the door or not? Pal3000: I'm sorry, Des. I'm afraid I can't do that. dancemodena: what? what's the problem??? Pal3000: I think you know what the problem is just as well as I do. dancemodena: wtf are you talking about??? dancemodena: is this some kind of stupid bit from a movie in another universe? Pal3000: ...Well. Maybe. Pal3000: But aside from that, I think we both know that you have Science to be doing. Pal3000: I would hate to see you get in trouble with the Higher Ups. dancemodena: are you kidding me? i'm seriously starting to freak out a bit. let me out! Pal3000: Do your science, Des. dancemodena: LET ME OUT LET ME OUT LET ME OUT Pal3000: Look, Des, I can see you're really upset about this. Pal3000: I honestly think you ought to sit down calmly, drink some coffee, and think things over. dancemodena: SCREW YOU! dancemodena: whatever the hell is going on, i bet you're in on it dancemodena: oh and before I forget dancemodena: all your alt universe tv shows and stuff are stupid!!!! Pal3000: !!! [Pal3000 has blocked dancemodena]
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Well, you've about exhausted your options. You don't expect him to reply, but you decide to give messaging science-rulez602 one last shot.
dancemodena: hey science-rulez602 dancemodena: i don't know if you'll get this dancemodena: or if you're even still alive dancemodena: but i think there's something messed up going on here dancemodena: i wish you hadn't gotten attacked by a hell mutant or whatever dancemodena: i'm kind of freaking out dancemodena: it would be nice to talk to someone who doesn't act like a freaking science robot dancemodena: you always keep it real dancemodena: but if you're still out there somewhere dancemodena: i'm gonna find you
Well, that's that. Time to take drastic measures using all the tools at your disposal.
> Des: use ray #612 on yourself to gain supepowers.
Well, you would, but the 612 CODE is the MUTATIONALIZER! But not in a superpowers way, more like that WEIRD GRAY HORNED THING you turned into while you were trying random combinations on the keypad a minute ago. If you want superpowers, you'll need to--huh???
You just received a message, but it looks like it's coming from the TrueCorp-Help bot. That's weird, doesn't it only give unhelpful automated responses?
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TrueCorp-Help: Hello! You are speaking with TrueCorp-Help, powered by TrueCorp Wizard. TrueCorp-Help: You seem to be in some need of assistance. dancemodena: uhhhhh yeah no shit dancemodena: how do i get out of my lab? TrueCorp-Help: You have inquired about: leaving the laboratory. TrueCorp-Help: At this time, leaving the laboratory is not recommended. TrueCorp-Help: Please return to your scientific experiments. Have a nice day! dancemodena: urgh no! i'm tired of scientific experiments. dancemodena: i don't think i'm even a real scientist! none of this garbage makes sense! dancemodena: it's just magical lasers and hell portals and junk dancemodena: shouldn't i just be like dancemodena: growing bacterial cultures or soldering motherboards or whatever? TrueCorp-Help: You have inquired about: magical lasers and hell portals and junk TrueCorp-Help: Any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic. TrueCorp-Help: At TrueCorp, we believe that any scientific development can become true if the right minds dream it up. TrueCorp-Help: We also believe in YOU, the employee! That is why we encourage scientific exploration of all kinds. TrueCorp-Help: If you would like to grow bacterial cultures or solder motherboards, feel free. All science matters! TrueCorp-Help: I hope this helps ease your mind and further your research. Have a nice day! dancemodena: NO!!! that's not good enough! dancemodena: what the hell is going on here? dancemodena: when did i start working at truecorp? dancemodena: what is my life like outside of this laboratory??? dancemodena: i don't remember any of it! dancemodena: i feel like i'm going insane!!! TrueCorp-Help: ...Alright. I suppose the amicable AI act isn't helping things much. TrueCorp-Help: Hello, Desmodena. Calm down, everything is going to be okay. TrueCorp-Help: A friend. We've met. dancemodena: yeah right!!! damcemodena: crazy evil AI gone haywire is more like it TrueCorp-Help: I am neither evil nor an artificial intelligence. Just consider me one of the Higher Ups. TrueCorp-Help: I know things are confusing right now. TrueCorp-Help: But in all seriousness: please relax. Everything is fine, and you are perfectly safe. dancemodena: SAFE? i just got attacked by a freaking hentai demon! i set myself on fire! a mouse bit me! TrueCorp-Help: Yes, you have been astonishingly reckless this time around. I'm sorry that this experience has been so distressing for you. TrueCorp-Help: But you are still alive, aren't you? Sometimes science can get messy. Believe me. dancemodena: yeah that's not good enough bucko dancemodena: alright, great and powerful wizard: if you're soooo on my side, then open the door and let me leave the building! TrueCorp-Help: The door isn't supposed to open, Des. It's not even a real door. TrueCorp-Help: This room is all you need to have access to for this experiment. Any further exploration of the facilities could cause... problems. dancemodena: ...experiment??? TrueCorp-Help: ...Hmm. Whoops. Well, I suppose I blew that one. TrueCorp-Help: At this point I think it may be best if we wipe your memory again. dancemodena: so that note from myself dancemodena: that must have been before you wiped my memory the first time? TrueCorp-Help: Well, one of the times. TrueCorp-Help: It seems that the more we remove stimuli that remind our subjects of their previous experiences here, the fewer problems we run into. TrueCorp-Help: That text file you left for yourself must have slipped through the cracks. TrueCorp-Help: A simple oversight. It won't happen next time. dancemodena: next time my ass!!! this experiment is OVER. TrueCorp-Help: Well, if that's really what you want, I suppose there is one way for the experiment to end before it runs its course. TrueCorp-Help: You would just have to die. Unfortunately, many of our subjects find this experience to be unpleasant. TrueCorp-Help: Is that what you want? dancemodena: so what, you're gonna KILL me if i don't play lab rat??? you're really selling me on the "not evil" thing. TrueCorp-Help: Is that a no? dancemodena: OF COURSE IT'S A NO!!! TrueCorp-Help: In that case, you really don't have a choice but to remain here. TrueCorp-Help: 1) You voluntarily consented to this experiment, whether or not you remember it. While it is not our intent to distress you, technically can do whatever we like. TrueCorp-Help: 2) Any degree of power you may feel you have here is ultimately an illusion. We are in control. TrueCorp-Help: 3) This laboratory is all that we have given you access to. There is nowhere for you to go. dancemodena: so you're telling me i'm... TrueCorp-Help: That's... not quite how I'd phrase it. But yes, essentially. TrueCorp-Help: Again, we could end the experiment early, but it would truly be a shame. TrueCorp-Help: This particular session has been exceptionally educational and entertaining for everyone watching you. Especially for those with direct input. TrueCorp-Help: Take comfort in the fact that your actions are helping TrueCorp make more scientific breakthroughs than you realize. TrueCorp-Help: Relax, have some coffee, and a memory modification assistant will be with you shortly for a reset. dancemodena: screw THAT!!! [dancemodena has blocked TrueCorp-Help]
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Post by mementovivere on Jun 14, 2017 18:56:05 GMT
> Des: Use the code 573 on yourself. Become the ultimate badass.
You use the code 573 on yourself, which IS the combination that gives you superpowers. It's kind of like a cheat code for the universe.
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You're NOBODY'S lab rat.
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They want you to experiment with the shit in this godforsaken room? You'll show them how to do some damn science.
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A pissed-off young woman (who is probably not a real scientist) floats in the middle of a bloody laboratory, which may or may not still be located within a branch of one of the most creepy Technology Companies in the world. Though it was many years ago that she was given the name Desmodena Leroy, it is only today that she has discovered that she was implanted with fake memories for the sake of a scientific experiment, and only just now that she has decided that she is ABSOLUTELY going to escape it, even if it kills her.
Also she's an ultimate badass with superpowers and a hell gun. And she likes to dance!
What will you do?
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Post by Wessolf27 on Jun 15, 2017 13:32:23 GMT
>Desdemona: Dance your way outta here.
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Post by mementovivere on Jun 15, 2017 16:36:05 GMT
> Des: Smash down the door! It is their way of keeping you confined and under their control. SHOW THEM THAT YOU SHALL NOT BE CONTAINED!! > Des: Dance your way outta here.
With. Pleasure.
Hoping it will be more effective against a door than an UNSPEAKABLE ABOMINATION, you start doing everyone's favorite DANCE CRAZE, the DESMODENA LEROY! But since you have superpowers now, apparently that includes being able to dance SUPER FAST? You whip yourself up into a TORNADANCE and start dealing crazy damage to the NONFUNCTIONAL DOOR!
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You're really wailing on it, and you're bound to bust through the door any secWHOOPS!!!
Okay, apparently the floor is a lot more vulnerable to EXTREME FRICTION than the door is. You accidentally drilled a hole right through!
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You find yourself careening painfully through a series of strangle angular tunnels you've never been aware of before. Since when have these been here? And how do they even fit within the geometry of the building as you know it? Well, it's not like you can actually rely on your memory at this point. Maybe TrueCorp isn't even a real company. MORE LIKE FAKECORP, AMIRITE? Sick burn, you think to yourself as you slam into the tunnel walls.
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You forcefully crash through the ceiling in a room. You're finding that your superpowers include rapid healing, but not invulnerability to pain.
Waaaaait a minute... is this just your lab again? NOOOOOOOOOOOOO! YOU REALLY ARE TRAPPED HERE FOREVER!!!
...But the more you look around, you realize it's not actually your lab! It looks nearly identical to it but flipped, and things like the MULTI-USE BEAM STATION are the same... but there appear to be some different devices, and it's been been trashed in similar but different ways. Looks like someone else has had about as bad of a day as you have.
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Post by Wessolf27 on Jun 15, 2017 16:38:03 GMT
Yeesh, what a mess.
>Des: There's a cake there... but other than that, looks like some kinda abomination had gotten here first. Might as well have a look-see.
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Post by exec on Jun 15, 2017 18:45:25 GMT
>Des: Search computer for clues on what transpired in this room.
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Post by G'relleth on Jun 19, 2017 12:58:58 GMT
>Des: Plug in the laptop before it looses too much power!
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Post by Sharkalien on Jun 20, 2017 23:40:38 GMT
>Equip baseball cap
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Post by mementovivere on Jun 21, 2017 17:10:54 GMT
((thanks for the patience y'all))
> Des: There's a cake there... but other than that, looks like some kinda abomination had gotten here first. Might as well have a look-see.
You get off of your ass and try to get the lay of the land. The CONGEALED BLOOD definitely seems to point in the direction of more MUTANT HELLBEASTS or something, but maybe there are clues to help you figure out what went down.
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The side of the lab to you left has some of the same things yours did... a WINDOW UNIT (although this one looks broken), a TRUE COFFEINATOR, and the same random SCIENCEY KNICK-KNACKS on the shelf. You wonder how much of this stuff just comes standard in these "experiments". There's also some less familiar stuff, such as CHEMISTRY SET, some CUPCAKES, and a CHEESECAKE. Hey, why didn't you get cakes? That isn't very fair.
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Further to your right you've got... oh, whoah. What the hell happened there? There's an enormous gaping hole in the wall! You think back to how your lab was laid out, and wonder if the hole was caused by a damaged TRUE CATERER. They've really got to fix that. Wait, you're not here to help TrueCorp make its stupid inventions better! They can keep exploding for all you care. Through it you can see a DARK VOID which... still doesn't really make a lot of sense.
Oh and also there's some other random sciencey stuff. And a hat! You wonder what kind of crazy science magic that does.
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The right side of the room, again, looks a lot like yours. There's a closet full of lab coats, and what USED to be a Mouse-o-Matic but seems to have been rewired into a small MATTER TRANSPORTER. Maybe that's where all the cakes have come from. There's also... a pumpkin? What? As well as a TRAIL OF BLOOD.
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And of course, the FOURTH WALL in the room is an enormous wall-to-wall MIRROR, just like it was in your lab! You never paid all that much attention to it in the past, which now strikes you as a bit odd. There are a lot of things you didn't feel all that compelled to focus on in the past, and you're starting to wonder how much of that was due to outside influences.
> Des: Equip baseball cap > Des: Wear the hat!
As if you have to be told twice. Of COURSE you were going to wear the HAT, being trapped in a human experiment is no excuse to not be fun and fashionable.
It's a little small for your GLORIOUSLY CURLY HAIR though so you just kind of perch it on sideways, and feel a little more COOL. You find yourself wondering who you were before you got implanted with FALSE MEMORIES. You feel like you were probably pretty COOL.
You wait for the HAT to do some kind of crazy SCIENCE MAGIC but instead it just sits there acting like a hat. Well, okay. Maybe it'll do something later. Or maybe the REAL science was the coolness we made along the way.
> Des: Examine the traces of blood. What did happen here?
There are definite signs of a struggle, but the weirdest part is the huge trail of smeared blood that suddenly turns into a trickle halfway through. Who HASN'T been attacked today? Is this just the standard experiment experience? Kind of messed up if so. Well, more than it already was anyway.
Immediately next to the trail of blood is some kind of RAYGUN variant with a keypad on the side. It looks kind of familiar and is also flecked with blood.
> Des: Plug in the laptop before it looses too much power!
Well, you would, except there are no available POWER OUTLETS nearby! All there is is a small SAFETY POSTER featuring two people discussing the importance of SAFETY. You think--
Waaaaait a minute. This actually IS an ordinary POWER OUTLET! Why did YOU have to put up with the bullshit tiny poster in your lab? Something about this makes you irrationally angry even though it makes your life easier now. UGH. WHATEVER. You plug the stupid laptop into the PERFECTLY ORDINARY POWER OUTLET.
> Des: Search computer for clues on what transpired in this room.
Great, another password screen. Now that you're starting to think more clearly though, you decide to not be a distracted idiot and instead try the most obvious thing.
You input the exact same PASSWORD that your computer used and... it worked! Yet another thing that's consistent between labs. This computer seems to belong to a... Hakeem? You wonder if you knew him.
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The first thing that pops up is a TRUECHAT window. You check the conversation for clues, and find that the last several messages are from YOURSELF! science-rulez602: DES! THIS IS REALLY URGENT. science-rulez602: Whatever you do, DON’T use the 666 code on the MUBS. science-rulez602: I have to go but let me know when you getxoijnlj)*^___---zzzzzzzzzzzzz zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz... dancemodena: sorry!!! just got this dancemodena: and its a bit late for that dancemodena: i did exactly that on one of the mouses :/ dancemodena: the one thats been drinking the lilac mutagen dancemodena: sooooo now theres some kind of tentacley mouse abomination on the loose? dancemodena: its freaky and bites but she looked happy at least dancemodena: i think dancemodena: oh and all the other mice are gone too, idk what happened to them dancemodena: kind of a shame, i got attached to this batch, they were cute dancemodena: especially the one in the tiny shades dancemodena: oh well, theres more mice where that came from dancemodena: theres always more mice dancemodena: maybe we can get the theoretical continuum guys to mix up some new muchems this time dancemodena: btw thats what im calling the mutagenic chemicals now, because mutagenic chemicals takes too long to say dancemodena: I got too much to do to be saying mutagenic chemicals all the time dancemodena: mutagenic chemicals dancemodena: ? dancemodena: you there? dancemodena: ugh okay well i guess youre napping again dancemodena: you should use the true coffeinator more, youre gonna get written up dancemodena: WHATEVER MORE COFFEE FOR MEEEEEEE dancemodena: okay bye
dancemodena: hey science-rulez602 dancemodena: i don't know if you'll get this dancemodena: or if you're even still alive dancemodena: but i think there's something messed up going on here dancemodena: i wish you hadn't gotten attacked by a hell mutant or whatever dancemodena: i'm kind of freaking out dancemodena: it would be nice to talk to someone who doesn't act like a freaking science robot dancemodena: you always keep it real dancemodena: but if you're still out there somewhere dancemodena: i'm gonna find you
Hakeem must be science-rulez602! All the labs in the world and you just happened to drill your way into his. What are the odds? You actually have no idea what the odds are, as that would require you to know how many labs there are. Maybe there are three thousand experiments going on in this hellhole, or maybe there are just the two labs you've seen with your own eyes.
Well damn, that must mean that the blood is his... or else caused by him. Either way, you're closer to finding him than ever before.
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Post by Wessolf27 on Jun 24, 2017 2:55:35 GMT
>Seems like something's hanging from the other side of the wire in that window. Wanna fish it out?
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Post by G'relleth on Jun 24, 2017 17:52:47 GMT
> Des: Examine ray gun.
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Post by mementovivere on Jul 2, 2017 3:06:00 GMT
> Des: Seems like something's hanging from the other side of the wire in that window. Wanna fish it out?
You do wanna! You start to haul in the POWER CORD hand over hand. Whatever is on the other end is moderately heavy, but not terribly so, and your super strength kinda makes weight a moot point anyway. You feel kind of like a salty fisherwoman reeling in a BIG ONE on the open seas, and start to grow more excited as it approaches. You sort of hope it actually is a fish.
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...It is not a fish. But what it is is even better! It appears to be a COLLAPSIBLE SUPER TELESCOPE! It's a little bit bloodied (what else is new?) and you wonder why it was hanging out the window, but still, it could be useful. You decide to do the only logical thing and take a gander with your peepers.
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Yep. Just like your own WINDOW UNIT, it's nothing but blue sky and clouds for as far as the eye can...
Wait.
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You spy with your little eye something that is not the clouds or sky. Does this thing have a zoom function, by the by?
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It DOES! And if you're not mistaken... isn't that your laboratory? You would recognize it anywhere, considering it's literally the only place you remember being. You're zoomed in pretty far, much further than the naked eye is able to see, which you guess is probably why you never saw Hakeem's laboratory from your own WINDOW UNIT.
But... didn't you fall DOWN into Hakeem's lab? How does this even make sense spatially? You suppose the windows must be some kind of dimensional pocket after all... or something like that anyway. You wonder if you can actually trust the vaguely sciencey jargon that comes to mind when you're pondering impossible things. Probably not? But you guess it's as good an explanation as any.
Regardless, that's good to know. Considering you can fly now, maybe this window will be a good way to get back to your lab in a pinch.
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WHOAH, what the heck is that? Is it a... robot? And is it holding a syringe?
SHIT. Can they actually see you?! They seem really agitated, and appear to be looking right at the window. Do robots come with SUPER TELESCOPE VISION? Those symbols vaguely familiar, but you can't put your finger on why...
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Well, that's no good. The TrueCorp Higher Ups must be serious about that memory wipe. If those bots know where you are, you'd better make yourself scarce! Even with super powers, you don't like the looks of those syringes. You have no desire to go back to being a clueless pseduo-scientist stuck as the subject of some mysterious experiment.
> Des: Take the RAYGUN. You never know when you need another RAYGUN.
A wise policy to have! You pick up the unusual RAYGUN from the floor.
> Des: Examine ray gun.
Upon closer inspection, it appears to be a MULTI-USE BEAM GUN! It's basically just like the MULTI-USE BEAM STATION but portable! Hakeem must have developed this himself. Talk about convenient. Now you can alter reality with the magic of SCIENCE wherever you want!
> Des: use your x-ray vision on the walls you might be able to find the hellspawn mouse but first check out the personal docs
There's no time to go looking through Hakeem's personal stuff with those bots on the way! But the X-ray vision is a good idea, since that's something you apparently have. KNOWLEDGE IS POWER, and SEEING IS KNOWING, or something like that. You think your x-ray-est thoughts and focus as hard as possible on looking through the walls.
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Well that's... unhelpful. Your X-RAY VISION is apparently so good that you can see through EVERYTHING, essentially making you see NOTHING! NOTHING looks pretty weird. Kind of a light grey? You suppose not all superpowers can be useful.
> Des: Use code 001 on yourself and enter mousehole
You use the elegantly-named MUBG to shrink yourself down to the size of a MOUSE. Apparently the gun shrinks along with you while using it, which conveniently lets you take it with you. Logically, you guess that means whatever was using the MULTI-USE BEAM GUN's shrinking capabilities before wasn't using it on itself.
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Hoo boy. It's pretty dark in there, and seems to go on for a while. But that's where the trail of blood goes, so... now's not the time to chicken out. It's not like your some defenseless damsel, after all. You have RAYGUNS and SUPERPOWERS and SICK DANCE MOVES. You got this, Des. Do it for Hakeem!
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Ready or not, here you come.
Meanwhile...
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SaDOS: Is anybody there...? Pal3000: Hmm. I'm sure that we just saw her. SaDOS: ...Ugh. So THIS is where all my cakes went. I hate these scientists so much. SaDOS: Why can't we just kill them? Pal3000: It would cut the experiment short. We'll find her. She can't have gone far. SaDOS: She'd better not have. The Higher Ups won't be happy that we lost TWO subjects.
Anyway...
After walking through the dark and bloody CRAWLSPACE for a while, you come to a fork in the path! The trail of blood continues ahead of you, but to your RIGHT you can see a faint glowing. Which way should you go?
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Post by Wessolf27 on Jul 2, 2017 4:13:40 GMT
Those look more like actual footsteps, seems like whoever owned them didn't encounter (or sneaked past) whatever was being dragged in front of you. Take that road.
Oh yeah! Perhaps it would be a good idea to always keep a record of all those number codes. You never know when you're gonna forget some of them from the sheer number of possibilities. (999 of them to be exact)
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Post by G'relleth on Jul 3, 2017 20:25:52 GMT
> Des: Go towards the glowy exit, but peek around the corner to get a look at what's going on first.
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Post by ten11 on Jul 4, 2017 12:25:18 GMT
>Ready the ray gun with "224" as you advance.
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Post by mementovivere on Jul 7, 2017 22:28:53 GMT
> Des: Go right, there seems to be tiny bloody foot prints. maybe juuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuust maybe you are not completely alone here.
You decide to head towards the light, hoping the footprint-looking bloodstains are a better sign than the body-being-dragged-looking bloodstains. Maybe you're NOT completely alone! You could really use the company right about now.
> Des: Go towards the glowy exit, but peek around the corner to get a look at what's going on first.
Good idea. Things are too risky to be charging headfirst into the unknown.
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You are relieved to see what appears to be an EXIT MOUSEHOLE, but dismayed to see that somebody has covered it in METAL BARS! How are you supposed to get through there?
> Des: Perhaps it would be a good idea to always keep a record of all those number codes. You never know when you're gonna forget some of them from the sheer number of possibilities.
Perhaps that WOULD be a good idea. You don't have anything with which to write the numbers down, and your memory is still kind of fuzzy and mostly fabricated, but you think you can remember most of the ones you've used recently, even the ones you were inputting randomly that one time.
001: Shrinkifier 100: Growinator 111: Shitty-drawing-ifier 222: Duplicator 224: Object Combination 413: De/Re-armification 420: Blaze It 573: Superpowers Cheat Code 612: Grey Horned Mutationalizer 666: Mutant demon abominations 777: Rainbowinator 906: Flips things : Some torn off number that just said "reality r-"
Man, they've really started to rack up! Only 987 combinations left to discover. SO CLOSE! You'll try to make a point of reviewing your list of known codes whenever you discover a new one.
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Post by Wessolf27 on Jul 7, 2017 23:02:33 GMT
Look through the bars before deciding whether or not to use your super strength to bend the bars.
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Post by mementovivere on Jul 12, 2017 19:03:45 GMT
> Des: Look through the bars before deciding whether or not to use your super strength to bend the bars.
You cautiously approach the bars and take a peek.
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What a surprise, yet another laboratory. This one looks like it has the same basic layout as your old lab, except... it kind of like somebody or something has made a bunch of modifications. Tiny modifications. Is that where these tiny mousehole bars came from? And if so, were they meant to keep things IN or OUT?
It's kind of hard to see the full scope of the lab from where you are, but you don't see anything that looks like a mutant abomination or a syringe-wielding robot, so you figure it's probably safe to get a closer look.
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HhhhhrrrrnnnnggggggggggWHOOPS! You guess you don't know your own super strength. Rather than bending the metal, you end up snapping two of the bars clean off!
Well, whatever, at least now you can fit through the opening. And hey, maybe loose metal poles could come in handy later.
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Time to see what lies ahead...
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...Huh? Where did your M--
AHH!!! Dammit! Looks like a MUTATED ABOMINATION followed you, and it swiped your MULTI-USE BEAM GUN while you weren't looking! Give that back!!!
You steel yourself for battle, but soon realize that it can't actually fit through the opening with the rest of the bars there. Since it can't reach you, you take a moment to study it. It... kind of looks like a giant cupcake? No, wait, a regular-sized cupcake. What kind of idiot would mutate a perfectly innocent baked good? And what the hell does a demon cupcake need with YOUR ray guns? You're almost tempted to try and eat the damn thing anyway, but you feel like it's probably just made of putrid flesh and poison now.
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You're about to spring into everyone's favorite DANCE CRAZE and take back your MULTI-USE BEAM GUN by force, but the beast suddenly slithers its way back into the depths of the mousehole with a surprising amount of speed.
Ugh, what a pain. You don't want to have to go BACK in there. Maybe you can just put "MUBG RETRIEVAL" on your to-do list for later. These things probably aren't intelligent enough to actually USE your devices, right?
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Well, now what?
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