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Tac, who has heretofore been stumbling around following whomever would hold his hand or reassure him that everything would be alright, suddenly remembers that now is the time to act.
“Let’s go sit closer! I can’t see anything,” he says with a knowing wink. This must be a lie, since he clearly sits above everyone in the room. Unless he needs glasses. Ah, that must be it.
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Pepper, still uncertain as to how the gang exited the Carrier (It's a mystery!, pottered after Morathi. The fennec was leading them to the stage where the supposed leader of the Minimals was receiving her reward for the Miss Sheep competition. Having initially cheered for the penguin, Pepper soon lost interest and was busy observing the crowd.
Whether the rest of the group decide to take seats or get up onto the stage, Pepper, unfocused as she (usually) was wound up climbing up onto the stage towards the beckoning Finn Mimnay. She waved happily, forgetting she was now being watched by thousands of vegetables and people.
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Solo Pepper in her Eggplant Uniform.
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There is much rejoicing in Minimal Control---all three Asleep (or at least Dozing) Minimals have posted! Eggplants whirl with delight in the corridors.
Meanwhile, on the Sheep:
Miss Sheep Competition Ballroom
Morathi heroically and quietly leaps to the top of the carrier, carrying Sarah (the walrus) with him. Here they find Tac-Wolf, who we will assume has been clinging to the top the whole time. Meanwhile, Pepper follows by climbing up the rope left by the walrus when she entered the carrier.
From the top of the carrier, the three (three!) Minimals plus walrus climb down one of the sheep decorations. They reach the ground after a short drop from one of the sheep's legs. (Fortunately, the sheep is accurately woolly, so it's easy to climb down.) Heading down the aisle, the group will notice a lack of empty seats, so they proceed toward the stage. A couple of ushers approach them, but back away when they see the Great Swordsfennec, er, Morathi, assuming it's some sort of walk-on. A couple of pigs (who don't really look much like Oink Zeggpold) are heard wondering who the others are---apparently the Swordsfennec's supporting cast doesn't include any walruses, cat-girls or oversized novelty wolves.
As the group moves forward, they may notice some commotion behind them. This is because the Vegetable Carrier is following them. This might have caused the Minimals some difficulty if it weren't for a large crash along with what feels like a brief earthquake. Finn's music stops, various red lights start flashing and the ubiquitous TV screens pop out of the wall. A loudspeaker announces "Akai keikoku! Sokuji taiki! Kunren sarete nai!" On the TVs the usual potato is missing, but the emu, looking very worried, is almost yelling: "All paws to battle stations! We have incoming, um, according to this, we have incoming eggplants! This is not a drill! All paws to battle stations!"
At this, there is a panicked exit from the hall; during the confusion the Minimals are able to get up to the stage with minimal difficulty. Er, that is is to say, without much difficulty. They are joined by the penguins from the front row (the only Capped creatures that Morathi notices). Finn rushes up to the Minimals. "What are we going to do? The Sheep's defense wings can't stand against the Eggplantions, and I'm sure they don't know all these creatures live here. They'll destroy the Sheep!"
Sarah adds, "Er, and us with it," just in case that wasn't clear to the others.
The screens cut to a view of outside the Sheep: The incoming vessels do appear to be eggplants. To be more accurate, Eggplantion units, supported by a swarm of VSE units. Finn appears to be correct: the defenses don't appear to be slowing down the Eggplantions much if at all. Another blast hits the Sheep, knocking several of the sheep decorations off the walls of the ballroom.
The final battle of the Potato Wars has begun...
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Excellent work, Nezumi! You have captured our magnificence brilliantly.
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The oversized novelty wolf looks down at the rest of the team. “Um… so, couldn’t we communicate with them and let them know? I’m sure there’s something here that can do the job. I mean, we could yell, but in space no one can hear you do that, so we should try the radio. A ship. An LED pen out the window. And truthfully, none of this actually helps us find what we’re looking for anyway, so we should probably consider doing that as well. Looking, I mean. Seriously.”
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With friendly smile for one and all
No job (or even size) too small
Though uniformed, don't be afraid
Tac-Wolf's arrived to offer aid
~incantation by Val~
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"The only communication that might matter to the Eggplants is one coming from our VSE," Morathi notes quietly amid the chaos. His headache is definitely back. "And even if they intend to kill everyone here, which I'm sure they do, then being on a VSE would be a good thing for us personally. So why don't we head back to ours and see if we can head this thing off?"
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Miss Sheep Competition Stage
"That sounds like a good idea," Finn Minmay says. "Since the Eggplants think everyone on board is a robot, any other communications would likely be ignored. But, does anyone know how to get back to the launch bay? What with the transformation, I'm completely lost."
She looks at the Walrus, who shrugs and says, "I could show you to the edge of the secured zone, but after that you'd be on your own. Civilians aren't allowed in that area, so we don't have a feel for it. I'm not sure the carrier could fit in the corridors there, either, but you'd know better than I."
The capped penguins, meanwhile, have moved to the edge of the stage to prevent anyone else from bothering Finn and her friends. This is fairly pointless, as just about everyone else has left the ballroom, but it gives the penguins something to do.
At this point, another blast hits the Sheep, which jolts sharply. The TV flicker and the sound goes off (though the emu can still be seen shouting about something). And then the gravity goes off (whether because it fails or because the crew has turned it off to prevent things from falling on other things), and various creatures present float into the air, with what would be a moderately amusing sight if the situation weren't so urgent.
"Um, whatever we're going to do, we should do it quickly," Finn says. "I'm not sure how many shots like this the Sheep can take."
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Tac leans over the conversation. “Yes, quickly. The secured zone sounds interesting. I don’t anticipate we’ll have any trouble after that.” He thinks for a moment. “Wait, I said ‘don’t’ again, didn’t I? Ha!” he laughs. “Sorry, I mean to say do. Terrible disasters. Still, fun, right?” He smiles.
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With friendly smile for one and all
No job (or even size) too small
Though uniformed, don't be afraid
Tac-Wolf's arrived to offer aid
~incantation by Val~
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Morathi glares peevishly at Tac, and resists the urge to slap him. Given their disparity of size, this is probably a wise idea. He contents himself with laying his ears flat to his skull and turning to Sarah. "Let's go, then. Now." He'll take her flipper and starting walking briskly in a good-looking direction. Unless she corrects him.
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What began as swimming soon turned into desperate flailing as Pepper struggled and writhed in the anti-gravity of the Sheep. Apparently she hadn't quite understood that air didn't provide the same amount of resistance as water did and progress across the ship was slow.
Passing by the nearest solid object, Pepper grabbed it and with one of those rare moments of intelligence, kicked off from it and sailed straight across the room with some speed.
She had considered smashing through the walls of the Sheep using the carrier, or blowing them up if there were weapons aboard it, however everyone else seemed intent on keeping the Sheep in one piece. But, still on the intelligence wave, she didn't think that historical Eggplants would have the same codes as the modern Eggplants and their VSE units.
While the others head for the small ships, Pepper sailed for the Carrier again. She would, once eventually inside (and without death due to the anti-gravity), try to open communications with the Eggplants outside of the ship.
"Um... Heeeeeeello? Eggplant friends? This is Operative Pepper reporting from aboard the Sheep ship! I think I'm meant to ask you to... not blow up the ship? It's got other Eggplant operatives on it, as well as lots of animals and friendly vegetables... like Tomatoes!" Whether the communication got through to the Eggplants outside was anyone's guess at this stage, but Pepper was grinning like an idiot anyway.
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OOC: Would the Eggplants from this era feel that connection with Pepper as the modern ones or not?
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Solo Pepper in her Eggplant Uniform.
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Miss Sheep Competition Ballroom
"I'm sure we'll do fine in the secure area," Finn Minmay says to Tac-Wolf. "We got out okay, after all. Let's go!" The capped penguins all nod at their fellow flightless seabird's wise remark, though they really don't know what she's talking about.
As Morathi starts walking off, Sarah says, "No, wait! That's the wrong direction. Er, no, wait, maybe it's okay..." As the lack of gravity takes effect, both the Swordsfennec and walrus start to float into the air, and shortly they are only slowly drifting in the general direction that Morathi started in.
"Oh noes! The Grand Corridor is crosswise now, and the Mall of the Sheeps is cross-quartered. Hmm, this may be a bit difficult." The walrus has her eyes closed and is concentrating. "Bother, if the wall over there had a door in it, or even a window, you could go right thru." She indicates a patch of wall above the stage. "As it is, we'll have to go back via the museum, and then, um, give me a moment..."
Meanwhile, the penguins, also floating, are swooping around having a great time in zero-G while waiting to be told which way to go. They start singing a song about walruses giving helpful hints, and GM Eggplants being perhaps a tad too obvious.
Meanwhile, Pepper has made it into the Eggplant Carrier---the air in the Sheep seems a bit thicker than she's used to, so it's actually not too difficult to "swim" in. Once inside, she can still see what's happening outside via the monitors inside the Command Seed.
As she sends her message, the cat-girl has a feeling that the message is being received. However, the only replies she gets do not seem meant for her. It's a brief image of a pig (could it be Oink Zeggpold? There's some sort of interference, so there lots of static and the image is unclear) saying "Another transmission on Special Band 7. Something about sheep and tomatoes, *bzzt* trick. *Bzzt* on all VSE frequencies: Evacuate immediately! Eggplants *bzzzt* imminent destruction of the Eggroll!" This is followed by another transmission, telepathy only, but somehow still full of static: "All *bzt* avoid targeting the *bzzt* allow the Minimal Expeditionary Force to escape. *Bzzt* final assault in *bzzzzt*..."
The tactical screens show that the attacking units pulling back for the moment, but it's fairly clear that after whatever time was under the *bzzzzt*, the few remaining defenders will be overwealmed, and that won't be good for the Sheep---or anyone still on it.
Next update around June 15th. Target date for finishing the thread is June 28th.
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Excellent work, Nezumi! You have captured our magnificence brilliantly.
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Morathi is busy doing grumpy cartwheels some ten feet above where he started, when things all click into place for him. I need a drink. But, in the middle of fishing in his flightsuit for a flask, things click into place again.
"Pepper! Get us through that wall!" he yells, leadershipishly.
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Pepper was trying to work out whether she was the 'trick' or not when she heard Morathi's order through the speakers. She wasn't sure what to do about said wall. If there are some kinds of weapons on the ship she'll probably fire them at the wall, otherwise she'll try to ram it in the hope that the internal framework of the Sheep was weaker than the external armour of the Carrier.
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Solo Pepper in her Eggplant Uniform.
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Our player unexpectly has internet access, so here is a brief unexpected update. The next expected update is around June 15th, as before.
Ballroom
"Thru the wall?" Sarah asks, helping Morathi to stop rotating. (Now, why would she want to do that? Here one of the Minimals is trying to improve himself... But we digress.) Using a spare flipper to move the pair to a nearby flat surface, she adds, "That would certainly help, but---"
At this point, the walrus is interrupted, but we need another digression to explain how.
So, does an Eggplant Carrier have weapons? Do toasters pop? Of course! Unforunately, they are only for use by Eggplants, so Pepper will not be able to---er, wait, battle toasters are sliding out of the side of the carrier. (Odd, there must be a fault in the detection coils.) Inside the Command Seed, a weapons display slides into position and the lights turn purple. All Pepper has to do is think of the target (in this case, the wall in question, which is fortunately not the one Morathi and Sarah are standing on) and the toasters blaze away.
This is, of course, what interrupted Sarah.
Shortly, there is a neat hole in the wall, thru which the carrier (with Pepper) proceeds, into a fortunately deserted corridor. A couple of penguins follow, while other remain behind to guard Finn Minmay. On the other side of the corridor is a door marked: "Passage 129 (Pilots Only)", which may look familiar (though the location does not). The door is rather too small for the carrier, but Tac-Wolf will be able to fit at his current size (though it will be a bit tight).
Just then, perhaps in response to the explosion, the door bursts open. Two potatoes (in military-looking jackets), an echidna, and a bunch of dandelions burst thru. "Halt, who goes there?" the lead potato shouts, brandishing some sort of weapony-looking thing.
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Pepper was pleased to find she had weapons control. She always found the use of force to be quite liberating for her. A kind of therapy. Even if it was just blowing up walls.
She steered the Carrier through the hole and found herself in a new room. Unfortunately the deserted room hadn't remained so for very long, unable to request further orders from Morathi or Tac-Wolf. With a bit of added impatience, Pepper aimed the toaster canons at the small enemy troupe with obvious threat.
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Solo Pepper in her Eggplant Uniform.
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Morathi lazily drifts through the hole and along the corridor, which seems like a good idea until armed vegetation questions him. He brandishes the sword dramatically. "The Great Swordsfennec and his overpoweringly violent companions!" he cries. The effect may be foiled by the fact that he is facing the wrong way, but his current trajectory will shortly lead him to a wall, where he might kick off and right himself. Temporarily.
"Get out of our way, in the name of justice!" he finishes, not at all deterred by circumstances.
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Hallway Outside the Miss Sheep Competition Ballroom, in Front of the Door to Passage 129
The reaction of the creatures facing the Minimals in the hallway differs.
The potatoes notice Pepper and her battle toasters. "Ack! Enormous eggplants! Run away!" And they do, down the corridor to the left.
The echidna notices the Swordsfennec, Morathi. It* rushes, or rather floats, up to him, saying, "Wow, the Swordsfennec! I, er, I mean, my puggles are big fans." Producing an autograph book and a pen, it continues, "Could I get your autograph? Just make it out to Victor..." Thus occupied, it makes no effort at preventing any of the Minimals from proceeding thru the door (or doing anything else), especially if Morathi does provide the requested autograph.
The dandelion just shrugs and floats off after the potatoes.
Spotting her opening, Finn Minmay leads a group of capped penguins across the hallway and thru the door. Shortly the other Minimals will hear her shout, "Come on! The Teal Mongoose bay is right here and our VSE units are still here!" (Minimals may post on the assumption that this is accurate, since it is.)
Finn continues, "Er, what were we going to do once we got here again?"
Should Pepper not want to abandon the Eggplant Carrier, which is after all a priceless historical artifact, she may notice a sign on the wall pointing up the corridor to the right reading "Emergency exit airlock -->" This is written in Modern Potato, but fortunately there's a fairly self-explanatory picture, so Pepper will get the idea. (What's that? You want to know how to make a "fairly self-explanatory picture" of an emergency airlock? You'll have to visit the Sheep to see it, but trust us, it really is self-explanatory.)
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*Male and female echidnas look very similar to the untrained eye, and the Eggplants, being busy vegetables, don't have time to hire an International Echidna Sexor, so Victor will just have to be 'it' for now.
Given that time is short, the next post will be as soon as sufficient Minimals have posted for a meaningful reply to be formulated, but no later than next weekend.
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Excellent work, Nezumi! You have captured our magnificence brilliantly.
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Morathi, pretending to be gratified by the attention, tucks his sword under his arm and signs Victor a suitably flattering autograph. Given his lack of a left hand, fragile mental state and low personal gravity, his penmanship is not all it could be. The sentiment does read something like, "Io Vstor, all tle pest in 7he fugg." But it's the thought that counts.
Teal Mongoose Bay! Salvation! "Quickly, remaining team mates and new additions! Into the VSEs, so that we may fly out and make contact with the Eggplants!" he cries in an oddly stilted style. Clearly, Morathi is beginning to be influenced by his surroundings. "And then convince them not to kill anyone! Negotiated settlements for all!" He attempts to suit words to action, and dive back into his unit. And look for a little drink to steady his nerves.
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Hallway
"Thank you very much, sir, and good luck," the echidna says, saluting as Morathi hurries into the
Teal Mongoose Bay
On getting into his VSE unit (The Surly Hook of Retribution), Morathi rediscovers that the unit has a bar unit. (Minimals will recall that each unit is customized for the individual Minimal: Tac Wolf's, for instance, has Crown Victoria controls and, although it may not have been mentioned before, extra space to hold his new larger size; Pepper's has an armchair and button controls; and Finn Minmay's has Hyperspace Speakers and the EggplantionCam™.) Morathi is able to acquire the slightly contaminated water of his choice.
Finn leaps into her VSE, and activates the communications equipment. She is greeted by a blast: "ATTENTION MINIMALS! LEAVE THE EGGROLL AT ONCE! THE ROBOTS BZZZZT! THE EGGPLANTS HAVE ORDERED THE DESTRUCTION OF THE EGGROLL!"
Finn quickly reduces the volume and transmits, "This is the Minimal Expeditionary Force! Cease fire! The Sheep is inhabited by Potatoes, and Tomatoes, and Echidnas and all sorts of creatures!"
Unfortunately, the reply (audio only) comes, "You can't fool us, robots! We know about your voice synthesis bzzts. ATTENTION MINIMALS! LEAVE THE EGGROLL BZZT!"
"It's no use, sir!" Finn says, "They won't listen, and video channels are being jammed!"
Bay, Hallway and Most of the Rest of the Sheep
At this point another announcement comes over the TV systems. Unlike before, the figure on the screen is a potato, dressed in a military-looking jacket. "This is the Captain speaking," it says. "All paws, abandon Sheep. Repeat, all paws, abandon Sheep!"
The screen changes to show a familiar blue-green planet. "We are over Plum, which seems capable of supporting life, so report to your nearest escape pod. Our remaining fighters will hold a plane to try to hold off the enemy robots as long as possible to allow the pods to escape, but soon they and the Sheep's defense grid will soon be overwhelmed, so do not delay."
The screen returns to the Captain. "The Gardeners be with you," the potato adds before signing off. The screen returns to the studio set, but the emu is gone (presumably on her way to an escape pod).
"Well, it was nice knowing you," Sarah says to any Minimals still in the vicinity. "I mean, I hope to see you on Plum, but..." With that she launches herself up the corridor to the right, followed by the echidna.
Teal Mongoose Bay
Back in the bay, after the announcement, a couple of the penguins join Finn in her VSE unit, while the rest pile into another VSE unit that seems to be there. "Unless you have a better idea," one of them says, "I suggest we follow the Eggplants' instructions and escape."
"No!" Finn replies. "There's got to be a way to stop this senseless slaughter. If only we could convince the Eggplants that there aren't just robots on this Sheep! If nothing else, I'll go out to the Plane to buy time for the escape pods." She closes the VSE hatch and heads the unit toward the bay exit.
Edited to correct the Sheep units' battle formation. (A line would be ineffective in space.)
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Excellent work, Nezumi! You have captured our magnificence brilliantly.
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Tac looks warily at the inside of his VSE. “Yeah…. no. Okay. Let’s… Hmm.” He thinks. Obviously being bigger means the thoughts are now bigger inside his head, and take more time to think them out. “Hmm… perhaps… logic would work.”
Tac contacts the Eggplants. “Look, um… the eggroll is clearly no match for you, since, as you can see, they’re all evacuating now. I suppose it could be a cunning plan, but unless it’s a cunning plan for failure, I don’t see what you lose from giving us some more time here. At the first sign of a problem you could always fry it anyway. Plus it shows how… magnanimous you are to your enemies, which is always a good thing. Adds humiliation. It’s like spice for victory, really.”
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Morathi, suitably fortified by something he shouldn't be drinking, slips back into his VSE's command chair. The mirrored sunglasses are back on, and a fearsome sneer is on his face. After Tac-Wolf's no-doubt pointless plea for sanity has concluded, he'll turn on his communication unit. "Forget it, chump," he rasps, with obvious enjoyment. "If the Eggplants knew there was real life on here, they would shoot even quicker. They're avenging a whole bunch of attacks by a whole bunch of previous Eggrolls, remember." He pauses to take a noisy sip. "Here's what I say: we go out there, and shoot 'em up the moment they make a move. Whaddaya say?"
He snaps the comm off, and turns on the radio, hoping for something suitably martial. Simon & Garfunkel. 59th Street Bridge Song. "Let's rock," he mutters to himself, and prepares to do something violent.
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Teal Mongoose Bay
Perhaps to Morathi's surprise, Tac-Wolf's message does get a reply. It's the pig again (and it turns out it isn't Oink Zeggpold, unless he's started wearing a rather large eye-patch sort of thing on one side of his head). "Hmm, that seems a bit bzzt for a robot. And why would emotionless robots evacuate? Tell you what, the Eggplants are a bit busy now, but I'll pass this on to them and see what they bzzt. Bzzt continue the attack. Don't call us, we'll call you. Wings 3 and 4, punch thru and knock out the escape pods bzzzzzt~~~" Okay, maybe Morathi won't be that surprised.
Finn tries to follow up, yelling "Wait! Tell the Eggplants---", but is met with a wall of static; apparently the Eggplant forces are now jamming Special Band 7.
As the four VSE units head out of the bay (we assume Tac will come along, and the other bunch of penguins are following in their borrowed VSE unit), they pass thru the drab gray corridor and out the Sheep's left ear.
Plum Orbit--Vicinity of the Sheep
As the Minimals emerge from the Sheep, their various tactical displays will light up with a friend-or-foes display. There are not very many foes and rather a lot of friends, which may be reassuring until the Minimals realize that the foes are the various Eggplant-aligned units bent on destroying the various inhabitants of the Sheep, and they few "foes" are all that float between them and their targets.
It's fairly clear that the four VSE units aren't really going to make a difference: there are just two many VSE units (both Associated Animals in VSE-1s and members of the E.G.G. military contractor corporation in more advanced VSE-27s). Nevertheless, Finn's VSE unit heads directly toward the heart of the Associated Animals formation, followed (at least) by the other penguin's VSE unit.
As Morathi turns on his radio, he'll hear singing: Finn Minmay is sadly singing one of her favorite songs ("Ruby Crevasse" from Macross E), and one of the other penguins has turned on VSE-to-VSE communications (which, of course, is on a separate short-range band):
"When we were still in love with Eggplants,
I never expected this farewell would come.
Sayonara, sayonara; the long, long goodbye...
"When we met you, the sun rose and we sprouted.
Now the sun has set, where is your pollen now?
Sayonara, sayonara; the long, long goodbye..."
Tac and Pepper will also be able to hear the song over their communications devices. (If Finn had turned on the hyperspace speakers, they'd be able to hear it whether they had their radios on or not, but she hasn't, so they need the radios.)
Hallway
At the end of the hall, several of the escape pods launch with moderately loud escape-pod-launching sort of noises.
There is also a further announcement (which the Minimals outside will also : "This is the Captain. All paws, abandon ship! VSE units, remain at least 750 potato lengths from the Sheep. The Corbomite device will be activated as soon as the last escape pods are clear." That sounds a bit ominous. Pepper had probably get moving if she wants to get out with her valuable historical artifact---and her skin---intact.
We'll be posting shortly after Minimal posting(s) for the duration.
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Excellent work, Nezumi! You have captured our magnificence brilliantly.
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Pepper, still with her newly claimed Carrier, escapes through the clearly labelled emergency escape airlock. Once out in space, Pepper feels the urge to investigate more of the Carrier's sensors and equipment; after all a ship is much more at home in space that within the walls of another craft.
She will take her ship towards her fellow VSE pilots, briefly wondering if she ought to have brought back her own VSE inside the Carrier.
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But as a sudden thought; this is a Carrier, so does that mean it has the capacity to take on other smaller fighter ships?
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Solo Pepper in her Eggplant Uniform.
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Plum Orbit--Vicinity of the Sheep
The airlock Pepper escapes thru might have been designed for vegetable carriers---the doors automatically open and close, and while there is not a lot of room to spare, the carrier fits in neatly.
As the cat-girl thinks about exploring the capabilities of the carrier, various displays open up. There are quite a few sensor display: the Emotionometer, displaying on a scale from Robots (low) to March Hares (high), shows a reading of Fiery Feline (medium high) for Finn's song. (Eggplants of the Potato Wars period didn't understand animal emotions very well, so they used a rather inaccurate one-dimensional scale.) The Storyometer shows very little time left but one more Thing To Do before completion. And the Impending Doomometer shows rather a lot of impending doom coming from the Sheep. This would fit in with Pepper's unaccountable feeling that she wants to get away from the Sheep... Far away! The Doomometer also shows a lot of impending doom from the Eggplant forces, so it's not so clear what direction would be safe. A few more displays are hidden behind the ones just mentioned.
As for other capabilities, there are the Battle Toasters and the communications grid. Aside from that, there's not much: a system to spread fertilizer, and some hoses that could be used for watering plants if there were any plants handy and the water tank wasn't empty. Apparently the carrier was mostly designed for planetary use, though it seems to be doing fine in space. A catalog display helpfully lists additional accessories that could be added to the unit, but as it shows a delivery time of six to eight weeks, it probably won't do our heroes much good.
As she approaches the other Minimals, she'll spot her VSE unit---it turns out that it's the one the other bunch of penguins took. It's following rather closely behind Finn's VSE unit. She'll note that the carrier might have room for one VSE unit, but in it's current configuration (designed to carry vegetables), it wouldn't be possible to get the unit into the carrier.
Animals wishing to try to Do one more Thing should do so by the 27th; we'll wrap things up sometime on the 28th (though we may also post in reaction to Minimal posts before then if appropriate).
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The Surly Hook of Retribution
The sneer becomes even more vulpine as he listens to the response to Tac-Wolf's reasonable plea for sanity. "Figures. Ready for a doomed last stand?" he asks himself, with bitter amusement. "Feelin' groovy," the radio replies. Morathi assumes that's a positive answer. As he floats purposefully in the direction of the VSEs, the lanky fennec glances around the interior of his ship, perhaps one of the last sites he would ever see.
And as he glances around the ship, a small, desperate thought occurs to him. He bites his lower lip. If this unit was designed to read his thoughts to create functions desired by its user, surely he could reconfigure its power system? And perhaps, by dint of quick, complex thought, could he cause to be created a pulse of energy? A pulse of exactly the sort that would radiate out from the Surly Hook to temporarily disable the power systems of nearby VSEs, by causing these VSEs to create their own energy pulses? Perhaps, he feverishly and not necessarily soberly muses, a chain reaction could be effected of such a nature that the entire Eggplant attack force could be disabled? By simply pressing a button? One that should be right... there?
He looks for such a button.
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A world of thanks to Oni.
Fragment. A Sundered Key. The Case.
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Nice Knowing You All
Tac chafes at the tight compartment, but otherwise flies on into the dark. “Well… it was nice knowing you all.” The wolf consults the dials on the now unfortunately disturbingly familiar dash. “Doom. Doom on us all! Maybe we could dial down the doom a bit.” He twists the gauge as if it were a dial, getting the display to move (to no effect). “Well I feel a bit better, at any rate. Okay. Last stand. Actually, screw this.”
Tac pops open the airlock and drops out into space, popping up to full size. That should block a few shots. Briefly.
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With friendly smile for one and all
No job (or even size) too small
Though uniformed, don't be afraid
Tac-Wolf's arrived to offer aid
~incantation by Val~
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