07-20-2016, 02:57 PM
(07-20-2016, 02:52 PM)Mageziya Wrote: I have a story to tell.
It started out as a normal round for four scientists. Partway through this round, the four scientists convened for a toxins party developed, four canister bombs were created. When this was done, the four scientist parted ways. One bomb went to the research outpost, while the other went to the diner. Two were left behind in toxins.
Eventually, the four scientists succumbed to their generally explosive fates. (Side note: Syndie Saw-Drones can immediately detonate un-armed canister bombs. One ended up on the research outpost. You can figure out the rest.) Despite this, only two bombs were detonated. As the four scientist ghosts moped about, there was a sudden realization.
A wraith had been terrorizing the station for most of the round. The realization was this: the wraith could use the canister bombs to wreak revenge on the mortal world.
But there was a catch, the shuttle had been called. Time was limited.
Hurriedly, the ghosts managed to grab the attention of the wraith. A plan was hastily formed: The wraith would form a revenant and finish assembling a canister bomb. They would then arm it and drag it to a location of maximum chaos. The wraith, with help of the ghosts, managed to find a body in genetics, fit for a revenant.
Time was running out, as the shuttle had arrived when the revenant managed to trudge into the hellscape that was end-round research. Lit in blue by toxins eternally burning combustion chamber, the revenant assembled a canister bomb and promptly armed it.
Thus began a 300 meter dash as the revenant dragged the canister bomb through the halls of the station. The four scientist ghosts cheered the revenant on, as this was a race unlike any they had ever seen before. The shuttle timer ticked ever and ever down, and the ghost's cheering grew wilder and wilder.
With but 20 seconds left on the clock, the revenant did it. The revenant boarded the shuttle with the canister bomb. The every occupant on the shuttle froze. In awe. In horror. Did a rotting corpse just drag a weapon of mass destruction onto the shuttle? Once this moment of realization passed, and it sank in that the sight was real, the occupants of the shuttle all let out a single, unified scream.
In a perfect world, the canister bomb would have detonated right there and then. But this is not a perfect world.
15 seconds on the clock until the shuttle left, and a realization of sheer horror having passed, a robotocist would not stand to accept this fate. The revenant was too weak from its epic journey to defend the bomb, quickly crumbling into dust and smoke. The robotocist, a hero in the eyes of the shuttle, a villain in the eyes of the four scientist ghosts, quickly dragged the bomb off of the shuttle and promptly reboarded the shuttle in the last second. The shuttle left. 5 seconds later, escape was erased from this world by the canister bomb. The departed shuttle, spared.
And thus was the tale of the wraith and the canister bomb.
*slowclap