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redshift: tdm #4
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a. the red shit.
There are rumblings in the deepest, most overgrown part of the agricultural area, where until very recently there was a lingering pocket of red algae. The good news is, the red algae is gone! The bad news is, it all got eaten by a mutated bear-thing with giant antlers. The algae did a number on the poor thing, doping it up and confusing it to the point where everything is an enemy.
What’s worse? The algae has adapted, colonizing the creature’s entire body. The algae has mutated in the process, releasing a protective cloud of toxins that causes severe hallucinations, as well as some of the protective and euphoric qualities that the red algae originally possessed. Which means the mutated, antlered, bear-thing is accompanied by a small army of other creatures, from large to small, who are all very invested in its survival and also are being driven crazy by its presence.
Prepare yourselves for one hell of a hunt. These animals can pop up almost everywhere in the agricultural zones, and when they do show their paws it’s to go on a rampage.
What’s worse? The algae has adapted, colonizing the creature’s entire body. The algae has mutated in the process, releasing a protective cloud of toxins that causes severe hallucinations, as well as some of the protective and euphoric qualities that the red algae originally possessed. Which means the mutated, antlered, bear-thing is accompanied by a small army of other creatures, from large to small, who are all very invested in its survival and also are being driven crazy by its presence.
Prepare yourselves for one hell of a hunt. These animals can pop up almost everywhere in the agricultural zones, and when they do show their paws it’s to go on a rampage.
b. fashionista.
It wouldn’t be Anchor if the bots weren’t fucking shit up.
This time, the spa bots have gone full stylist coach, chasing down residents and trying to do their hair, nails, makeup, or change their clothes. In some cases, they're literally sweeping people off their feet and carrying them to the hot springs, massage rooms, and spa areas to be pampered. Too bad most of their cosmetics are fifty years out of date and the closests they’ve raided either had another resident’s clothes or moth-eaten dust-covered rags.
Is that the jacket Idris Elba was wearing in the introductory video? It kinda looks like it.
But it’s not all bad! The bots actually give great massages and fantastic mani-pedis. They also have a small stash of fresh cosmetics and clean clothes that got left behind in the spas. They might not fit great, but they look pretty good!
If your character doesn’t practice proper self-care, well. They’d better watch out. These bots have a particular eye for the sad, the filthy, the tired, and they’re going to make sure you get some damn fine pampering.
This time, the spa bots have gone full stylist coach, chasing down residents and trying to do their hair, nails, makeup, or change their clothes. In some cases, they're literally sweeping people off their feet and carrying them to the hot springs, massage rooms, and spa areas to be pampered. Too bad most of their cosmetics are fifty years out of date and the closests they’ve raided either had another resident’s clothes or moth-eaten dust-covered rags.
Is that the jacket Idris Elba was wearing in the introductory video? It kinda looks like it.
But it’s not all bad! The bots actually give great massages and fantastic mani-pedis. They also have a small stash of fresh cosmetics and clean clothes that got left behind in the spas. They might not fit great, but they look pretty good!
If your character doesn’t practice proper self-care, well. They’d better watch out. These bots have a particular eye for the sad, the filthy, the tired, and they’re going to make sure you get some damn fine pampering.
c. whole foods: 2.0.
Remember that whole Whole Foods grocery store thing that happened? Well, the grocery store and the zombies are still there. Only now there are more zombies, and two giant supply trucks have shown up, one behind and one in front of the store.
The one at the rear of the store can be accessed fairly easily. It’s painted to look like a giant United States flag, with a dramatic crying eagle emblazoned across the back doors. Inside, there is beer. Lots and lots of beer, and a bunch of semiautomatic rifles. Also some skeletons. Seems like the guns and booze didn’t help them.
The one in front of the store is thickly surrounded, the creatures clawing at the plain white sides of the semi like there’s something precious inside.
If Anchorites can make it through, if they can fend off the monsters and keep from getting torn to pieces by a hoard of bloodthirsty beasts, they’ll find out what that precious truck contains.
It’s twinkies. A semi full of twinkies. We hope you’ve got a sweet tooth, Anchor.
The one at the rear of the store can be accessed fairly easily. It’s painted to look like a giant United States flag, with a dramatic crying eagle emblazoned across the back doors. Inside, there is beer. Lots and lots of beer, and a bunch of semiautomatic rifles. Also some skeletons. Seems like the guns and booze didn’t help them.
The one in front of the store is thickly surrounded, the creatures clawing at the plain white sides of the semi like there’s something precious inside.
If Anchorites can make it through, if they can fend off the monsters and keep from getting torn to pieces by a hoard of bloodthirsty beasts, they’ll find out what that precious truck contains.
It’s twinkies. A semi full of twinkies. We hope you’ve got a sweet tooth, Anchor.
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[ He pauses long enough to shoot down another zombie. Hits the creature dead center of the forehead and Garrus looks nothing short of pleased with himself. ]
Banshees are what we call some of the Asari after they've been taken by the Reapers. Usually you can hear them coming and of course they can kind of warp around the area. They like to get close and pierce you with their claws.
[ Now. To see what is actually in this truck, right? Garrus fusses with the latch before pushing the door up. ]
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[That's not creepy at all, right?
Peter, while definitely creeped out by the whole exploding zombie brain thing, is still impressed by the bullseye. Well done, alien buddy.]
Ah, sorry, I don't know what an Asari is. Or a Reaper, unless were talking about like, the Grim Reaper or something? Everything else though, that sound pretty horrible.
[Teleporting enemies, yiiiikes bro. Speaking for bros, Peter's going to be one and slap his sticky fingers all up on that door and make sure it's pulled up all the way before leaning over the back of the truck to take a peek inside.]
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[ This "alien buddy" is good at what he does, Peter. And that's usually lodging a bullet into a body. In the meantime, Garrus watches the human literally stick his hands and pull up a pretty heavy door like it was nothing.
He's pretty sure younger humans can't do THAT. ]
Er. Asari are one of the longest-lived races in what you humans refer to as the "Milky Way." Reapers are those AI I was talking about.
[ There's no life inside... That doesn't mean Garrus is taking a chance. He hoists himself up into the truck, gun at the ready just in case there is something inside that wants to gnaw on them. ]
You're pretty strong for your age.
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Oh cool, so more aliens, that's fun. He's about to ask this pointy dude to elaborate on the Asari a little more, but this whole thing about a collective AI that can make it's own zombie army is kind of a lot more interesting. It kind of sounds like a thing he'd had to deal with in the last place he'd been stuck (minus the zombie army, but still) and boy howdy he really hopes it's not the same thing maaaan.]
So, um. These Reapers. Collective AI, you're talking like several individual AI like, units all networked together, right? Did they have like, bodies for themselves? What would those have been like?
[He's just going to continue running his mouth while he flips down off the top of the truck and into the trailer behind Garrus. That's how we do.]
I-- true. I didn't realize the door was that heavy.
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For a human your size it should be. You're still on the younger side of things, right?
[ Well it doesn't look like there's anything dangerous in here. But hey! Weapons and ammo. Isn't it just his lucky day! ]
Individual units are about oh... Two-thousand meters? Give or take, of course. Their smaller destroyer class units are about a hundred and sixty meters. They look like giant cephalopods. Considering what their creators looked like I'm not really surprised.
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Seventeen, give or take a month or two. So uh, yeah, kind of.
[He's not positive man, he's been stuck in different weird alternate universes for a longass time. He's about to maybe elaborate why he is so very good at muscles, but maybe he can do that after he's done being baffled.]
Two-thousand meters? God, okay, that's way bigger than the ones I was thinking about.
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[ When are humans allowed to enlist again? What age is it that they are considered adults? Bah. Garrus doesn't know. What he does know is that he was already enlisted and in training.
Though maybe he should rethink that. The kid almost looks green looking at the skeleton on the ground. Oops? In the interim, Garrus goes to inspect the guns. Maybe if they aren't usable he can salvage them for parts. ]
Their minions can vary in size, obviously. Harbinger could take direct control of the Collectors and they weren't much smaller than me.
[ MOVING ON because spirits his life sounds like some bad movie. ]
Now I've got to wonder what brings a human kid out here.
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[He doesn't have time to be a kid okay, he's too busy keeping this place up and running and forgetting how to sleep. Like an adult. BUT ANYWAY, he's going to try to ignore the skelebros and dig around in some other containers. And heeeeey it's a ton of beer. Beer and rifles, Peter isn't too interested in either, but he knows plenty of people in Anchor who would be.
He'll maybe come back to Harbinger and Collectors later.]
I'm not exactly here by choice. That teleporter just grabs whoever from wherever and whenever. Unless you mean literally outside right now? Supply run.
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[ Life doesn't always last as long as you think it will. Take those moments where you can simply exist and just ride them out. Funny thing for Garrus of all people to be saying, but you know... He's wasted plenty of time thinking that he had to step up - and not in the most healthy of ways - and missed out on other things in the process. ]
Well I meant outside, yeah. It's kind of a given we're both in the same uh... What's it you humans say? Pickle?
[ And sure enough, there is beer. These dead guys had enough to last a while but one can't survive on booze alone. Oh well. Garrus probably can't drink any but he knows how important it is to have access to the stuff. Question is how are they going to bring it back? ]
How much can that bag of yours carry?
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[Peter's back is to Garrus while he's inspecting these booze boxes, so he probably can't see the little dude rolling his eyes. Not so much because he disagrees with Garrus, on the contrary, he thinks kids should just be kids while they have the opportunity. Unfortunately, Peter doesn't have the luxury of being able to act his age these days, so while he appreciates what Alien Buddy is saying, he really just doesn't believe that it applies to him anymore.]
Pickle, boat, I guess either would work in this kind of scenario. Uh... can't really fit much of this stuff in my bag, but... hm.
[He walks off mid-thought and hops back outside the trailer. They aren't too far from Anchor, with a couple strands of web Peter could just drag the whole trailer back to the decontamination area and they could just unload this shit. After taking a moment to calculate how this is all gonna work, he hops back into the trailer.]
We're just gonna take the whole thing.
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[ Garrus doesn't really say anything when the kid leaves for a few moments. He's got an idea and the Turian is just going to let him run with it. He certainly doesn't have any better ideas!
And when the kiddo comes back? Garrus does frown a little. ]
Taking the entire thing back is a solid plan. Only one problem: how are you going to do that exactly?
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[Which explains probably nothing, sorry. Peter closes up the box he'd opened and tries securing some of the guns so they don't rattle around too much. He takes a second to look the skeleton buddies over before deciding to just leave them for now. Maybe he can find a shovel and bury them later, cuz he's nice that way.]
I'm gonna pull it. Better hop out. Unless you want a ride, I guess.
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[ The sarcasm is thick. While the kid makes it obvious that he is trying to secure the items within the trailer, Garrus does the same. Two sets of hands working together on this are better than one.
Of course the comment about pulling the truck brings Garrus up short. Because what. ]
Kid. I'm sure you're strong, but I don't think you're that strong.
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[He hops back outside and motions for Garrus to do the same, rolling up his sleeves so that they don't get in the way of his web shooters. Get on out here so he can do some web junk GARRUS]
Guess we're about to find out, aren't we? Come on, hop out.
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He hops down from the truck and slides the door down to secure it. ]
Why is there a store out in the middle of nowhere anyway...
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[While he's talking, he waits for Garrus to scootch on out of the way, and once he's clear Peter studies the trailer for a moment before stepping back and shooting a couple strands of webbing at it. He gives them an experimental tug, pulling the trailer a few inches.]
There we go, that'll work. But yeah, these trucks weren't here last month. I feel like there weren't as many zombies, either. I don't really get the zombies at all, to be honest.
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[ Makes some sort of sense. But Garrus gets distracted when Peter just whips out that white stuff from his hands? Wrists? Where is that... What is that? And he can actually move the truck.
What. ]
Kid. I'm sure zombies are important but right now I've got so many questions.
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[He has had this conversation so many times now that he's just like SHRUG WHATEVER.]
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Look I can get bitten by a biotic but that's not going to make me a biotic god. Just give me a mild allergic reaction more than anything.
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[Peter pauses and tilts his head a bit, like hey, that's thing he recognizes.]
Hold up, biotics is that uh, blue glowy thing that screws with gravity, right?
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Wild and yet not the strangest thing he's ever done. ]
Because no one saves spiders after they kill them. Or fling them away because they got bit.
[ It's said in such a dry tone but it's really not a criticism. Just stating the facts. ]
Although "blue glowy thing that screws with gravity" is a gross over simplification, it can be that, yeah. A biotic is a person that can more or less generate their own mass effect field. It can do more than just toss people and objects around if the biotic is skilled enough.
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I mean yeah, it bit me, I smashed it. Part of me wishes I had saved it so I could analyze it, but eh.
[SHRUG, it is what it is.]
Right, right. There was a guy in the last place I was stuck that explained it to me once. It's been a while though, kind of a lot's happened since then, but he used it to jump up onto a building. It was wild.
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[ Because being born biotic is not fun? Turians rarely have biotics and Asari are naturally born that way. The eezo exposure can be so, so rough. ]
That sounds about right for a biotic. Must have been a powerful one. Samara could do things like that.
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[That got kinda gross uuuhhhh. YEAH BIOTICS.]
I-- see, biotics aren't a thing where I'm from so I really have no frame of reference, but he could do some really crazy stuff with it.