about live blogs add a live blog
New Recruits Tend To Drown A Lot
Ranger Six

[table of contents]
Combat Report - October 27th, 2040 (Part II)
Myst: Okay, people, we've breached the colony's defences. We need to find and destroy the Synomium Device they use to control the colony, and neutralize any resistance we may encounter.

dmboogie: The good news is, we won't have to deal with Molecular Control now that we're inside. The bad news? Lobsters. Lots and lots of lobsters.

(CLUNK CLUNK CLUNK)

Connor: Uh, yeah. And I see one by my team's entry point.

Mann: Let me get a read on it.

(VWOINK-BZBZBZ)

Mann: Eh, it's a soldier.

Harriman: I'll handle it.

(CLUNK CLUNK CLUNK CLUNK)

(WHIRR-CRACKLE)

Lobsterman: GURHOWL.

Harriman: I think he got the POINT. After all, I DRILLED it into him!

dmboogie: Oh jesus, enough with the horrible puns already!

(CLUNK CLUNK CLUNK)

Myst: Area south of the second lift is clear!

(CLUNK CLUNK CLUNK CLUNK CLUNK)

Zbrigniev: Clear to the west!

(CLUNK CLUNK)

Calhoun: Uh, guys? Lobster to the north!

Myers: I see it. Taking the shot.

(KSSHOW-CRACKLE)

(THUPP-BLOOP)

Lobsterman: . . .

Talbot: . . . Wow. His aim SUCKED. He just kayoed himself!

(CLUNK CLUNK CLUNK SQUELCH SQUELCH)

dmboogie: Got a lobster. Taking the shot.

(KSSHOW-CRACKLE)

(THUPP-BLOOP)

Lobsterman: . . .

dmboogie: Yeah, yeah, that's right. You ain't got SHIT on me, son!

(CLUNK CLUNK CLUNK)

Talbot: Lobster!

(KSSHOW-CRACKLE KSSHOW-CRACKLE)

(CLUNK CLUNK CLUNK CLUNK CLUNK)

Talbot: Harriman, he's headed your way!

Harriman: I see him!

(WHIRR-CRACKLE)

Lobsterman: GURHOWL.

Harriman: Man, what a BORING job.

dmboogie: Harriman, one more bad joke like that and I'm leaving you here!

(CLUNK CLUNK CLUNK)

Myers: I'm going down a level. Hey, Freeman, cover my back, will ya?

Freeman: *silence*

(CLUNK CLUNK CLUNK)

Myst: Hm. Bunch of frozen Eeks here. Looks like Aquatoids to me.

(LUNK CLUNK CLUNK CLUNK CLUNK)

dmboogie: Hey, Myst . . . is it just me, or does this colony seem to have a different layout from the others?

Myst: Could be, Boogie. Does seem a bit unfamiliar to me.

(CLUNK CLUNK CLUNK CLUNK CLUNK)

Talbot: I've sighted a lobster! Taking the shot!

(KSSHOW-CRACKLE)

Talbot: No effect! Bambera?

Bambera: On it!

(KSSHOW-CRACKLE)

Lobsterman: GURHOWL.

(CLUNK CLUNK CLUNK CLUNK CLUNK CLUNK)

Myers: Hey, does anyone have any idea where the hell this thing is supposed to be?

dmboogie: It's supposed to be in a room on the lowest level of the colony, with a square observation port in the ceiling above it. We usually just drop a grenade or something on it through that port.

(CLUNK CLUNK SQUELCH SQUELCH SQUELCH)

Calhoun: Uh, Lieutenant . . . that room with the observation port, does it have four small rectangular chambers in it?

dmboogie: Yeah, it does. Why?

Calhoun: I think I found it, sir.

dmboogie: Got a grenade?

Calhoun: Yessir.

dmboogie: Okay, then. You get to blow the Synomium Device! Everyone else, loot what you can and bug out back to the entrance!

Calhoun: Aye, sir!

(SQUELCH SQUELCH SQUELCH SQUELCH SQUELCH)

(TINK)

(SQUELCH SQUELCH)

Calhoun: Grenade's in place, sir.

(WHABOOM WHABOOM)

(ASSORTED ALIEN KLAXONS)

dmboogie: Okay, people, that's it! Move, move, move!

(CLUNK CLUNK CLUNK CLUNK CLUNK CLUNK CLUNK)

Myst: All present and accounted for, Boogie!

dmboogie: All right, let's get out of here!
22nd Jan '11 9:35:27 AM flag for mods
comments
TV Tropes by TV Tropes Foundation, LLC is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike 3.0 Unported License.
Permissions beyond the scope of this license may be available from thestaff@tvtropes.org.
Privacy Policy