9-019: Maldemar 732, Oliver
Guest GM Jacob
Oliver bids Erin farewell at BG08 and heads towards the mess. He grabs a meal pack which he takes to his room and eats while he works on the Argyle IT Projects.
Assuming he’s already had dinner, he isn’t particularly hungry right now, but feels food is necessary. He continues doing his work, his thoughts somewhat distracted,
Assuming he’s already had dinner, he isn’t particularly hungry right now, but feels food is necessary. He continues doing his work, his thoughts somewhat distracted,
until RR09. He goes to bed, staring at the blank screen on the ceiling before closing his eyes.
Shortly after, he drifts to sleep and arrives in Argyle’s house. After successfully working out how to trick these turrets, Oliver comes to a room with a computer in the corner.
Shortly after, he drifts to sleep and arrives in Argyle’s house. After successfully working out how to trick these turrets, Oliver comes to a room with a computer in the corner.
He walks over without hesitation until he feels the heavy splash of liquid over his body. The computer in the corner ignites and the liquid on his face and torso go up in flames.
Running back to the previous room, he screams “EXTINGUISHER!”. He doesn’t see which of his team grabs it, but soon he feels the liquid splattering on his face…
Running back to the previous room, he screams “EXTINGUISHER!”. He doesn’t see which of his team grabs it, but soon he feels the liquid splattering on his face…
Gunshots are raining around him as the head of Richter explodes before Oliver’s eyes, the blood and brain matter splattering on his face. He panics and runs towards the
door from which he came. He hears the screams of his friends as he tries to open the door. The door finally opens for him but shuts immediately behind, he turns and listens in
horror as a final round of blasts rouses him from his sleep.
It’s RG07 when Oliver wakes up. Tears streak down his face onto the pillow that comforts his head. He reaches to turn the screen above him on, but shakes his head and rolls out of bed.
He puts on something comfortable but warm, wipes the tears from his eyes and sits at the bench, working on the I.T. Projects until he heads to the mess for breakfast at an appropriate time.