The End of the Chase

[airlockedmods]

[After several enlightening mishaps and meeting several well-intentioned aliens, the clues from the scavenger hunt have led both teams to the pool on the west side of the building. There are several other aliens milling about, staring up at the windows to try and find the green one.

The last clue has been received. It's time to regroup, find where to go next, and confront the mastermind of this... network-sponsored scavenger hunt.]

Comments

[airlockedmods]

Not too sure I like the sound o'that... [Jaycee draws a little closer to whoever's nearest him.]

[kingshaming]

[Patpat]

She's mostly harmless.

[airlockedmods]

I can prepare some cutting sarcastic barbs, if you would like.

[kingshaming]

Be nice.

[airlockedmods]

If you wish.

[stitch_in_time]

[Just quitely whistling the tune to 'So Long And Thanks For All The Fish' for a second.]

[kingshaming]

[As Xander is adorably clueless due to his lack of meta skill]

[ratherdoweddings]

Sorry! I just didn't want to presume.

[like you do all the time, yurika?]

[airlockedmods]

Jaycee? Oh, do you mean... SkepticJaycee, the SpaceTuber?

I have been taking advantage of the wifi connection to download information about the convention.

[airlockedmods]

[Jaycee presses his hands over his hologram mouth to muffle a squeak.]

She knows who I am?

[airlockedmods]

Of course I do. I would not be a very good AI if I did not analyze the risk that my crew was in.

[airlockedmods]

...so how much risk didja think they'd be in?

[stitch_in_time]

Welcome aboard the Temerity, Jayce. It's been our home for the past- [however exactly long it took them to reach Space Vegas}.

Plus our time in the simulation, but we weren't exactly conscious for that part.

[airlockedmods]

This doesn't really seem like somethin' built for eight. No offense!

[airlockedmods]

I have taken very good care of my friends, thank you.

[airlockedmods]

Right, sorry, ma'am.

[It's just really not a big ship?]

[stitch_in_time]

Yeah, we think the ones runnin' it before they hauled off were a bunch of interns. Big corporations like InterGal count them as about half a person each. So just a bit cozier than a lot of us'd like.

[For now.]

[He nods towards the back of the ship.]

Care to see the accommodations the studio gave us before we actually woke up?

[airlockedmods]

Uh...okay, I guess...

[At this point he kinda doesn't?]

[refusedtoleave]

There was a box of green goo when we first woke up...We think it was one of the interns.

[cyan_maid]

...She's not so bad an AI once you get to know her. Promise.

[airlockedmods]

I have prepared you all a lunch, hoping you would come back today.

[There's... there's 8 cans of motor oil and a serving platter full of gears of varying sizes.

she's trying]

[ratherdoweddings]

Um... Are you sure that isn't yours?

[airlockedmods]

It is a nutritionally balanced meal.

...Oh, dear, did I get it wrong again?

[stitch_in_time]

...Good effort CECE, but maybe a tad greasy. Remind me to look over your files on biological nutrition requirements.

[cyan_maid]

Oh...um...thank you, the thought is appreciated, but...I think we're going to have to give you a cooking lesson.