>>5771840“That will do, Useless.” Rivka chuckles as she calls him back with another snap! “It may come as a surprise to you all, but extradimensional research tends to carry quite a bit of risk to it–you never really know what will come stomping, slithering, or shambling through that nasty gate over there!”
As one of her other servants squeezes a generous helping of <span class="mu-s">MAPLE SYRUP</span> into her steaming mug of coffee, Rivka retrieves an unassuming-looking <span class="mu-s">REMOTE</span> from within her lab coat and wags it at you!
“So much so, in fact, that this chamber is equipped with scores of emitters designed to generate and blanket the room with <span class="mu-s">DEADLY PARTICLES…</span> I haven’t bothered to classify them yet, but maybe if you grovel a bit I’ll name a few after <span class="mu-i">you</span>! A fitting memorial, don’t you agree?”
You respond by taking a confident step closer to her ride. Then what’s stopping her from using ‘em, huh? She seemed pretty upset a few minutes ago when yet <span class="mu-i">another</span> one of her dumb traps didn’t work out! Rivka responds with a derisive laugh!
“You… you believed you had <span class="mu-i">rattled</span> me? Diesel, my dear, I’m a <span class="mu-i">SCIENTIST!</span>” She croons as a servant pours some of the coffee into her open mouth, “Mmm, delicious! Listen closely, now–you might learn something: I don’t blame a lab rat for not reaching the cheese… I don’t blame a chemical for splashing onto my lab coat… and I certainly couldn’t be phased any less by a pack of knuckle-dragging simpletons such as yourselves stumbling through my… <span class="mu-i">tests</span>...”
Her smile fades as she leans a little closer to you.
“Your antics at the <span class="mu-s">POWER STATION</span> may have slowed them down a bit, but make no mistake: I’ve <span class="mu-i">WON</span>. The <span class="mu-s">MATTER DISPLACEMENT DEVICE</span> is fully charged and at my full command. Your escape route is blocked. My defenses are impregnable and yours are… well… rather <span class="mu-i">lacking</span>.”
Oh whoops, there goes her smile again! It’s back!
“And while you may have rid yourself of my gifts, I am a <span class="mu-i">benevolent</span> goddess… simply lay down your torches and pitchforks and submit to my will–if you <span class="mu-i">REALLY</span> convince me I might just deem you worthy enough to sleep at the foot of my bed! You’d enjoy that, wouldn’t you?”
“No dice, bitch!” Snarls Pepper as she blasts the orb with her <span class="mu-s">SAWN-OFF SHOTGUN!</span> “Everything you’ve tried tonight has failed… and this is gonna end the same way, right Diesel?”
Rivka responds to Pepper’s boast with a withering, if not somewhat tired, glare.
“... she, on the other hand, will require some alterations… maybe I’ll replace her vocal cords with a rubber duck.”
Rivka seems pretty confident, but you’ve seen that blow up in people’s faces plenty of times! What do?
>ASK ABOUT HER SERVANTS!>QUESTION HER ABOUT HER ORB!>TRY TO LOCATE SOME OF THOSE EMITTERS!>ASK ABOUT THE PORTAL!>MESS WITH THE TELEPORTATION GATE!>JUST ATTACK!>WRITE-IN! 