Derpderps 2009/10/05(Mon)06:44 No. 57946 ID: a83918
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>>57628
>>57645
>>57697
>>57703
>>57725
>>57735

You come to a solution and begin to form half of the heart shape before relaying your plan to Red.

Red is less than impressed and flings curse words at you before composing itself and responding, "I will NOT. I have been created for combat purposes, I refuse to help you and will solve this MY way since you appear to be too inept!"

With this, Red shoots into Hugh's back, eliciting a little 'squeak' from him.

Bob doesn't appear to have noticed Red's disappearance, still eyeing Hugh expectantly.

Melba noticed however and looks set to scream.

Hugh clears his throat and looks Bob in the eye.

"Very well, you can come in, shoot *static blobs if you have to but don't incinerate me and Melba. I'm sure bullets would do the job, Red is hiding behind my back so be careful."

Bob grunts, taking his finger away from the button and unlocking the door, pistol in hand. You consider your next move carefully, you aren't even sure what could hurt or kill, if anything.

>>57946
So, it turns out we were too much a paranoid little derpderp.
Bob turned out to be a blind loser, who can't even watch 2 flying tapeworms without losing one from sight.
And when he does lose one from sight, he does... completely nothing.

Oh well.
Maybe, we were just lucky.

Anyway.
What do we do next?
I suggest:
1. Plead to Red: Red, okay, I know I acted indecisively, and you just don't think much of me and despise me. Fine. But please - I'm gonna infect Bob now. Please, don't kill him on the spot. I'll help you escape, as inept or untrained as I am. But I can still be useful. Let's put aside our petty little rivalry until we've escaped from this research complex. Truce?
2. Infect Bob as he enters.
3. Ask Red/Hugh to help us incapacitate/kill/rape Melba.
4. Pray that Red doesn't kill our host.
5. Betray Red at the first opportunity.

>>57974
I agree, but not so much pleading. We should be strong and forceful or he won't respect us or our request.

>>57979
We don't know how Red thinks.
Maybe, if we act strong and forceful, he will think we're challenging his position as an alpha-male, and will proceed to kill our hosts?

Take Bob :D

>>57993
We know he respects action and initiative. He thinks we're inept. Let's prove we're able to hold our own and won't be a burden to him.

>>58017
Good point.
Let's try to rephrase it in a more manly manner.

Derpderps 2009/10/05(Mon)10:33 No. 58031 ID: a83918
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>>58013

You agree, should Bob get close enough.

>>57974
>>57979
>>57993
>>58017

You decide to take a middle-ground,explaining how you could be of use to Red, he laughs loudly, "My dear sibling, as I have reminded you many times, I have no need for you! Now that I have a bo-"

Red/Hugh doesn't notice Bob opening the doors, by which time he has already drawn his weapon.

He fires, hitting Hugh in the heart. Melba screaming hysterically as Hugh dies before even hitting the floor.

Red come shooting out of Hugh, "W-What!?"

>>58031
1. Infect Bob.
2. Shoot Melba.
3. Say "Neener-neener!" to Red.

Hide somewhere that isn't in the line of fire.

>>58032
It seems unlikely that Bob will allow us to get close enough to possess him. And it would seem he has no problem with killing as it is.
I suppose we could try possessing Melba and convincing Bob that we aren't malevolent, but I'm not sure he wouldn't just kill her, and us, either way.

>>58031

I say we try to eat orange. I bet he tastes like a fruit.

Let's try to get in Bob, but not try to take over, just ask if he can stop Red.

Resume attempt to write in the air to communicate i'd say. Screw red though, he's too dumb for it.

>>58042
Can Bob kill us in any way other than incinerating the whole room?

If yes,
1. Lure Bob into room
2. Maneuver and dodge his shots like crazy
3. Use your SUPERIOR AGILITY to outmaneuver Bob and find an opening to infect him

If no,
1. Proceed to fly into the room where Bob was
2. When there, wait for opportunity to infect Bob (if that fails, Melba)

>>58051
That's the problem, we don't know. Acting too aggressively might make Bob incinerate us, rather than putting himself at risk.

Bob is already in the room, he'd have to run back to incinerate us. How about running through the open door?

Derpderps 2009/10/05(Mon)16:55 No. 58241 ID: a83918
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>>58032
>>58046
>>58051

You attempt to close the distance carefully as Bob is simply standing in the doorway, pistol levelled at you.

Red however takes you both by surprise, rushing straight for Bob who steps back and slams his hand against the button on the wall. Too little too late as Red ploughs into him, causing Bob to cry out, more in anguish than pain and fall back through the rapidly closing doors.

You are left alone with a sobbing Melba and the prospect of an agonizing death.

Fuse with Melba, run through the door before it closes.

>>58345
Get her attention, at least.
Red has what he wants, it shouldn't kill us unless it's a sociopa...
Shit, we need her up and moving now.

>>58347
Either fuse or get her up, though since we haven't got any kills yet let's not start now. Spin around Melba's eyes in circles to get her attention.

Alternatively, we could try to wait 'till Chloe gets here.

>>58241
Don't infect MELBA.
She's too big to get through the RAPIDLY CLOSING DOORS, and too slow to make there in time.
Instead, just rush yourself to the RAPIDLY CLOSING DOORS (like RED did rush to BOB earlier), and you should make it.

When in the same ROOM with RED-INFECTED BOB, maneuver like crazy, just in case he can kill us with his PISTOL.
For bonus points, let him use all bullets/charges/whatever on his PISTOL, so that he would be left weaponless.

Search for any door/window/ventilation shaft/opening/hole to escape the ROOM.
Exit ROOM.
Search through FACILITY for new potential HOSTS.

>>58345
>>58347
>>58358
Hey, guys, I just figured out what you're trying to do.
You're trying to save Melba!

Stop this white-knighting, guys.
We don't have time for this.
Saving those puny mortals is not our mission - our mission is just to survive.

And besides, considering Red's vindictive nature and our rivalry with Red, she's probably much more safe without us in her vicinity, than with us / infected by us.

>>58560
I suppose peaceful contact will have to wait.
F*** it then, float our blue ass through that door.

Derpderps 2009/10/06(Tue)17:09 No. 59061 ID: a83918
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>>58553
>>58560
>>58592

You zoom through just in time, drifting into the adjacent room you spot Bob standing there smugly. He speaks gratingly, "Ah, you made it, sibling. Just in time, I wouldn't want you miss the symphony of fire."

Bob pushes the faintly glowing button and grins at you, the shutters close on the grim scene as you watch Melba kneeling in despair before vanishing behind the curtain of steel.

The screams last for a few seconds at the most, but most of it is lost to the roaring of fire.

>>59061
What's next, my cold-hearted brother? Do you plan to kill me as well?

>>59061
>>59071

It's unfortunate we couldn't take the scientist. He probably knew the layout of this facility, along with all the tricks and traps lingering within it. Ah, well.

No time like the present. If there's a console to access for information (the power's out so unlikely), we'll do that. If not... let's get going.

Ask red if he's gonna take over the world.

>>59061
- Well, that was a truly noble deed, brother.
The poor girl probably didn't want to live anymore after her only love was brutally murdered before her own eyes...
...Waking up every day, just to realize she would never ever have him back, the only person who loved and cared and completed her...
...The neverending agony of living in constant grief and despair, knowing the best moments in your life have gone, never to return...
...You saved her from this, brother.
...
I always knew, deep down, you were just a big softie ;)

That gotta piss him off

Derpderps 2009/10/07(Wed)15:36 No. 59653 ID: a83918
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>>59385

Red remains silent, which is a relief, considering he is armed and may have been tempted to shoot you.

>>59071

At this he breaks his silence, "No, sibling, knowing that I have the upper hand leads me to no longer consider you a threat."

Bob shakes his head a few times as if to clear it, the next voice you hear is Bob's own, "You idiot, we should kill it now."

Red waits for him to finish, "No, a quick death like Melba's is too good for it, it said so itself."

You grab the opportunity to try and fuse with Bob and are violently repelled, turning your vision to static briefly.

Bob smirks at you and resumes arguing with Red. You can see he is trying to reach for his weapon, but Red is fighting back, causing him to sweat visibly.

>>59116

Seeing no way of accessing anything without a body, you search for a way out. The door to the lab is shut tight, probably due to safety margins and the door opposite also appears closed.

However you find two open vents, one between Bob's legs and one on the wall opposite the entrance.

>>59653
Go for the one between Bob's legs.

>>59682
Seconded. Red might not expect something like this.

Derpderps 2009/10/08(Thu)07:30 No. 60401 ID: a83918
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>>59687

It's not Red you should be worrying about this instant, Bob seems to be the one wanting to turn a gun on you.

>>59682

You shoot between Bob's legs into the vent and follow the passage, slowing occasionally to listen for any sounds coming from the grating, (that unfortunately, you are too large to squeeze through) you pick up snippets of conversation.

"...Power's back on, I bet security are throwing a fit, it doesn't help that useless bits of machinery take up the emergency power supply.."

"...Hey, you hear about the rumours from the other labs? Y'know, I've heard all sorts regarding this runaway subject that seems unstoppable, and the group that escaped from that underwater facility?"

"...Security breach, sector 5-5-1, moving in to investigate."

You eventually exit, taking cover behind a piece of furniture, you are in a small room with a young girl.

There's...Something, odd about her...

>>60401
Girl: Retrieve hands from sweater!

Can she be fused with? Doesn't look like she has combat implants, but what about the mutations or incredible strength of will part? And by 'can she be fused with?' I mean 'is there any way for us to tell without actually trying it and putting her on guard/making her hostile?'.

>>60402
I suppose that's what the "something odd" about her could indicate. Someone who an employee here would probably provide better cover for our escape from Bob.
>>60401
Try and fuse with her. Hopefully we can do it without asserting control, and just hitch a ride until we're out of Red/Bob's grasp.

Tammy!TAMMYz0Wt2 2009/10/08(Thu)11:33 No. 60433 ID: a83918
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>>60406
>>60402

Eager to take shelter you slide into her back.

Static hits you again like a wave, it's uncomfortable, but when it fades, you find yourself fused successfully.

Her name is Tammy, information and memories flood and mingle with your own, as you assimilate the knowledge hungrily, you realise what was so 'odd' about her.

She has an extra set of arms, fully functional, most peculiar.

She is also aware of your presence and thinks to herself.

>"Hey! W-what, what's going on?? What was that?!"

>>60433
"An experiment, I give advice... I had to leave the lab. And why are you here?"

>>60433
Hey, Tammy. We can hear your thoughts, see your memories, and learn what you know. And believe me when I say that I'm very sorry for the intrusion. If there were any other way we wouldn't have forced this on you. But we- and probably you too- are in a lot of danger.

It's nothing personal, but now we're stuck together, 'till death do us part. And that's literal too. Might as well get off on the right foot, so hey, we'll help you, and you help us in return ok?

There's another symbiote like us. They've attached themselves to Bob, and they are not nearly as nice as us. They killed two people in cold blood and we barely escaped.

Hi there. Nice body you got here. Mind if I crash for a while?

How about you look around the area? Nice ears by the way.

Tammy!TAMMYz0Wt2 2009/10/08(Thu)16:41 No. 60846 ID: a83918
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>>60535
>>60563
>>60694
>>60792

The influx of voices scares Tammy a little, she winces and waits for them to stop before responding.

>"Umm...So I can't get rid of you? Uh..Uh..Well I guess you can come then, if you behave yourself, and don't talk all at once! It hurts my head, umm, thanks I wash them regularly. What danger? Dad said this was just a routine trip..."

She pauses and wonders just where he is before continuing,

>"Umm, I can think up a map, would that help?

You can 'see' a crude map forming within her head, identifying the large tower block you are in, but it looks like there's an entire complex underneath it, there are no rooms filled in whatsoever.

A loud voice calls out from the doorway.

"Tammy hun, we're leaving now, come on."

>>60846
You might want to warn someone on the way out about the whole 'Escaped Homicidal Experimental Symbiote thing', but I'd prefer you didn't tell them about us.

Because it would suck for you to randomly die.

Also, hope they don't have a way to detect us.
What are we, anyway? Nanites? Goo? SCIENCE GOASTS?

Man, just try to be careful. BAD THINGS are probably in your future.

I swear it's not our fault.

Would you happen to be adopted Tammy?

Tammy!TAMMYz0Wt2 2009/10/08(Thu)18:36 No. 60948 ID: a83918
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>>60879

>"Noooo, I have 3 parents 'cause our family is special, no-one else I know has two dads!"

>>60855

>"Uhh? What do you mean? Oh and there are already bad things, things you can help me with!"

>>60852

Tammy shouts out to one of the security guards standing at the entrance,

"Hey! Look out for..for escaped homeesydal exp-experymentul...Simbyeot things!"

The man stares back in confusion as Tammy waves.

Er.

Well, it's unlikely anyone will suspect us for the time being, anyway.

So, er, since we're stuck together, what do you need help with? It's not like we're about to go anywhere.

>>60948
Aww, you're adorable, Tammy.

So what can we help you with?

>>61293

Me, just to clarify this is an entirely non-canonical continuation of RQ that began from a piece of fanart regarding the patients from Metal Glen that escaped the facility. I asked Weaver's permission to do the what was supposed to be a mini-spinoff quest on Paintchat months ago, it was granted and away I went, it lasted much longer than I had anticipated and became dis-continued when I had exams.

It was received well enough and I thought, "Hey, there's a place for quests now, like, officially, (tgchan) so why not start from the very beginning there?"

I will ask Weaver again, and should she tell me to halt, I will of course do so. I apologise for any offence caused and will be putting this on hold for now.

>>61608
Hope you don't stop. I'm enjoying this and your art style, canon or not. Pay no mind to the trolls and, unless Weaver does have a problem with it, let's get back to the story, eh?


Oops, I forgot to start with 'Remember'...