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- Infiltrate, trying to reach the control room of the plant
--Hack systems: Yes
- Health & Mores.
- Side door. Will support a surprise inspection story.
I change my vote to this too:
- Infiltrate, trying to reach the control room of the plant
--Hack systems: Yes
- Health & Mores.
- Side door. Will support a surprise inspection story.
- Infiltrate, trying to reach the control room of the plant
--Hack systems: Yes
- Health & Mores.
- Side door. Will support a surprise inspection story.
With the votes of
Nevill, Baltika9, ChumBucket, Gondolin, Kz3r0
Edit: I wanted to get some rolls for the next update, for more fun
I've got some work done, maybe between a third and a half written, but I'm on a trip Friday + week-end, so maybe next week?
I wasted some time because I wasn't sure of how to end the update.
"Before dispensing the Emperor's justice on those reprobates, we need more information, especially on whether this conspiracy is far-reaching or not. We'll make a discreet entry and try to reach a control room or equivalent and grab any intel there."
"And if we are spotted while in there?" asks Telemacus
"We might be able to pass as Department of Health and Mores inspectors. Though considering how heinous their crimes are, they might attack us on sight once they realize their deeds are exposed. Considering there is likely workers plus the servitors, it might be better to avoid any violent confrontation. Electryos, the facility most likely will have a security system, do you think you will be able to do anything about it?"
"Yes. I will need a cogitator access once inside, I can't do it from here."
"Good. Your priorities would be to find us the way to the control room and deactivating any security system you can."
"Understood."
"Now let's move out. The Emperor protects." you finish, before moving toward the passageway along the building. You quickly spot a side door toward the end of the building. As you move closer, you spot in front of it a few lho-sticks butts and empty recaff cans, most likely dropped there by workers on break, which makes Telemacus comments on absent or incompetent supervisors, with Electryos nodding while he starts working on the door.
Electryos easily forces the door open and you enter Storehouse n°11. You are in a vast room that takes up most of the building. Dimly lit by a bare handful of glow-globes, you can make out a few things, though your view is mostly blocked by the industrial clutter:
Directly in front of you is a conveyor belt, on which a few partially completed servitors lie, below the machinery used to implant their crude bionics, which are stacked in bins next to the tools. On the side, towards the loading docks, completed servitors are standing still. They are mounted on tracks, equipped with manipulators, shovels and small cutting implements.
"Those looks like agricultural servitors." whispers Telemacus, as you move to hide in the shadows.
In the air floats a foul smell, a mix of lubricant, welding fumes and dry-cured flesh. Above the assembly chain, on the other side of the building, you spot what must be a control room, with wide windows overlooking the plant, though you can't make any details of the inside due to the grime that covers the glass. The control room is accessed by stairs that would leave you in view of the whole plant, you hope Electryos will be able to find a less exposed route.
Next to the assembled servitors, you spot a dozen of workers that are obviously finished with their day, moving away from the work stations, while a few servitors are still mindlessly moving around, carrying various materials and futilely attempting to clean up the place. In the background, you can hear the sound of machines, though it is winding down.
From your spot in the shadows next to the door, Electryos moves to a small terminal hidden behind a pillar, plugging a cable he fetches from the depths of his robe, before starting to type on his data slate.
Roll: 21
"I have a reconsecrated scrap code fragment for this." He says softly, before continuing in a mumble, while you keep watch "1.2.840.10045.4.3.2... Abridged litany of Ξߩβߜߚߘ▒ߥ... Hydraphur-pattern, interesting... 06082A8648CE3D030101... Not much security... 6675▇6363▇██". He suddenly jerks away from the terminal with a muffled binary screech, an electric arc flashing between him and the machine. You can see a rictus of pain on his face, obviously struggling to stay silent. Thankfully, it doesn't seem like the workers heard him above the sound of the machinery.
"Electryos, what happened?", as you help him to his feet
"By the Omnissiah, that hurt. But I won't let that slow me down. I missed a feedback loop in the secondary cogitator system and the Omnissiah punished for my carelessness. Though I was successful in my intrusion, security systems won't report our presence and I've found an inconspicuous access route to the control room. I'll guide you there."
"Understood, lead the way. And by the Throne, be careful."
Roll: 45 + 15 (successful hacking) = 60
Guided by Electryos, you move in the shadows, avoiding a few lumbering servitors. Even though he tries to hide it, you can easily see how Electryos is favoring his left side, his intrusion not leaving him unharmed. You move along storage containers and more machinery, some that look like would be used to chop limbs, flay the skin and open the bodies before implementation and others whose function is less obvious. You also spot a cart filled with chopped body parts next to those workstations, with various body fluids still leaking on the ground.
"The whole plant is shoddily put together, on the level of apes banging rocks together than the true craft of the devotee of the Machine Cult." tells Electryos, pointing to a few irregularities here and there.
"Or maybe it's just a temporary factory, so corners were cut, as it's not intended to last beyond the current epidemic." adds Telemacus.
"Anyway, I've found an access via the service corridors." continues Electryos as he opens an access hatch, "This way we'll be able to enter the control room without taking the main stairs, which would have left us in the open."
The service corridors are cramped, full of pipes and cables, with steam leaking out unadjusted valves and coolant pooling in the corners. You went through them quickly, going up ladders, before arriving in front of a hatch similar to the one you went through earlier. The hatch was partially open, with many cables snaking inside.
You enter gun in hand in the control room, with high windows overlooking the plant in front of you and many cogitators on each side, with some showing the view from the security cameras spread throughout the plant while the rest seem to deal with the plant itself. There is also a door which leads to the stairs you saw earlier.
"Good job, Electryos. Now let's get to work."
---
After a few minutes of going through the content of the cogitators, you find a cache of messages sent to and from the plant. Even if you can extract the content of the message, you can not see the full names of the sender or where those correspondents are.
Sent 2 weeks before recorded start of epidemic:
Work is on track. Facility will be operational by planned date. Objection about this scheme still stand.
H.
Sent 9 days before recorded start of epidemic:
Inspection of facility finished. Will be satisfactory for intended goal. Will leave for next step of the plan.
lR.
Received 1 week before recorded start of epidemic:
Dispersal in progress in primary zone. Raw material delivery should start soon.
Z.
Sent 2 days after recorded start of epidemic:
Received first batch of serum. Facility operational. Workers contracted and ready.
H.
Received 5 days after recorded start of epidemic:
Virus is spreading. Expect first raw material delivery in two day.
Z.
Received 8 days after recorded start of epidemic:
Have sent first batch of servitor stock. Will try to keep regular delivery.
lR.
Sent 12 days after the recorded start of epidemic:
Serum efficiency within expected margins. Production in progress, slow as focus is split with other facilities.
H.
Received 18 days after the recorded start of epidemic:
First batch of completed servitors received.
Z.
But you can't dig much further, as Telemacus spots on the surveillance cameras two tech-priests climbing up the stairs to the control room. Their status as tech-priest is obvious from their augmentations, one with and arm replaced by a cluster of thin manipulators and the other mounted on tracks like those of the servitors below and sporting a Mechadendrite. They are in a heated argument, but will soon arrive where you are.
Do you:
[] Exit the control room via the service corridor, keeping your intrusion hidden for now.
-[] hang around the hatch and eavesdrop on the argument. More likely to get spotted and you'd be in a poor situation (ie stuck in a narrow corridor) if they start shooting at you.
[] Attack them. They are party to this crime and shall face the Emperor's Justice! Though they might not be defenseless.
[] Try to arrest them for interrogation. Still you don't know how they'll react.
[X] Exit the control room via the service corridor, keeping your intrusion hidden for now.
Kz3r0, Baltika9, ERYFKRAD, Gondolin, Kalarion, ChumBucket, Endemic
[X] Try to arrest them for interrogation. Still you don't know how they'll react.
Azira, CappenVarra, Nevill
Just putting the result of the vote,
no ETA for the moment.
