>>5663641>7; Scorned guy abject failure at navigation.SG was clearly not the best navigator, and instead of wandering towards the GPS coordinates, made it's way deeper into the mud wastes where it came across a entity known as "m e a t". Roll to survive. Beat 30.
>71; in and out like clockwork.The SpecOp spent the day disguising itself as a water tank on top of an office cooler, waiting patiently for night to come. The worst preforming employee was found in the bathroom, having committed suicide by shooting himself 5 times in the back of the head, then flaying himself of all skin. The Monday office safety and mental health brief would be a bit longer because of this. Your payment has been concluded, and your next job assigned: Track down, but do not kill, the "Engineering Sample". It is arguably a human female with an enhanced metabolism. Cover story is termination of the next worst employee of the month. Secondary objectives include termination of competing projects.
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>>5663671Ignaz was alone, and that was really no fun. His personal device had access to the entirety of the Venutian Internet, and with it, so much to see. Yet also so little of personal interest. Muscle. He needed muscle to help expand the tower, or maybe he just needed to get that thingamajig working once more. It did a lot before it stopped.
Roll 1d100 per choice picked. The only consequence is the disaster of rolling a 1.
>1. Tinker with the laser, try to upgrade it's functionality to offer welding.>2. Go searching for scrap to upgrade/ repair the thingamajig.>3. Authorize AKSG labor to collect debris and bring them to the forest as a designated dumping ground.>4. Attempt to renovate and rent out one of the rooms to a well-adjusted citizen in exchange for work around the lighthouse.>5. With great disgust, you consider the possibility of manually digging a basement. Maybe the former arsonbot could help?----
>>5663672You....might be a point of focus.
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>>5663778Per the earlier roll, you have found meat. Roll 1d100 for combat.
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>>5664175>72: as luck would have it, there is a lower half of an old 4L unit just laying outside in the mud. Nice. nice.>95: Arsonbot is a modern robot, with modern ideas, and those ideas cross artificial boarders like flesh and steel, sentient and inert. The world is full of things to love, and it shall love them all. Thoroughly. Completely. But first it might need...MOAR. Those legs might be a good upgrade.>71: By sheer luck, a defective Recon troop wandered by, and seem to accept your directions as command. Defective is sort of a redundant statement, it sure isin't much for conversation and doesn't seem to be AKSG proper. Maybe in time it will finish it's rehabilitation and be someone. 