Spaceship 3

Cran, your room is awfully cramped.
> it might be the alien artefact you have had put in here.
Yeah, there’s that, but dear me where would you keep the swimming pool?
> You have a swimming pool? On board?
Of course.
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Cran, I’ve been working on the plan that Damage sent over the other day.
> Ah, excellent, may I add that I think we should move the artefact to the laboratory
Well, space is tight in the laboratory; those nerds really wanted a proper ‘cino machine.
> I think the artefact might be aware of my presence.
Do you mean it pines for days of yore?
> I mean I think it knows when I’m not looking, I strongly recommend that we move the artefact as quickly as possible.
‘cino machine...
> I don’t care about caffeinated beverages, the artefact hums unsettlingly when I bend over to tie my shoes. It’s too damn weird. It might be sending out odd rays and probing me while I sleep.
You mean this hunk of indescribable stuff is actually conscious?
> YES YES YES YES. Get it out of here now.
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> As a sacrifice I’ll remove the ‘cino machine from the laboratories and keep it in here.
The nerds won’t be pleased.
>Why not? The artefact hums, it’ll keep them enthralled for hours.
Ok , I’ll have the porter move it to the labs.
> So Captain you said you were working on Damage’s plan.
Indeed Cran, it turns out the plan contains more than the childish scribbling I initially gave the plan
Credit for
> Well Damage did bond...
Yes, I can scroll down you know. I mean remember.
Anyway it turns out that the artefact requires me to place my hand on it. Or maybe not put my hand on it, apparently I should be able to just tell. Any way I then need to talk to it or not really talk to it, because it doesn’t have ears , but apparently it will understand what I’m thinking and then something even more vague will happen.
>this does seem dangerous and could be messy. I’m glad we teleported instantly to the labs, I just >adore my lilac carpet. This plan while dangerous and messy does feel incredibly short and easy to >describe. Wasn’t the plan about a score pages?
Yes it turns out most of what was written was the phrase ‘deus ex machina’ several times- I have no idea what it means- and a delightful recipe for macaroons.
>Macaroons?
Macaroons. Oh, the cat broke your puzzle. It got frustrated and threw it against the wall. And then collected the pieces and placed them kindly into this very plastic bag... which it then handed to me and now I am handing to you, and all responsibility has been ignored, thank youletscarryon. Let’s get to work, Cran.
> Feels like a 1 player game to me Captain.
Quite. Okay- er. OMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM, no- that didn’t work- stick my hand out- ooh it seems it wanted me to do that, but it didn’t want me to say that, or that, or this.
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Aaaaaaaaaagh my skin! It’s tingling. And aching!
>MEDIC!