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You dive for the strip | You dive for the strip canvas visible within the rubble and the robot immediately follows. Her hands are upon you as you jerk satchel loose, the grenade tumbling free. The moment she sees the device, the robot releases you to grab for the grenade, taking hold just as you manage to push the activation. | ||
The apparent surprise in the unblinking light of her eye and the circular “O” speaker-mouth seem wholly fitting as she holds the live EMP grenade a split second before it detonates. The pulse washes over you with only a feeling of disorientation, but the robot convulses wildly, electricity spidering across her as she stammers a fluctuating stream of distorted digital gibberish. She finally slumps to one side, motionless, and you pick yourself up and give the room one final inspection. Convinced there is nothing else of interest in here, you make our way once more to only exit available. | The apparent surprise in the unblinking light of her eye and the circular “O” speaker-mouth seem wholly fitting as she holds the live EMP grenade a split second before it detonates. The pulse washes over you with only a feeling of disorientation, but the robot convulses wildly, electricity spidering across her as she stammers a fluctuating stream of distorted digital gibberish. She finally slumps to one side, motionless, and you pick yourself up and give the room one final inspection. Convinced there is nothing else of interest in here, you make our way once more to only exit available. | ||
Latest revision as of 15:59, 19 July 2013
You dive for the strip canvas visible within the rubble and the robot immediately follows. Her hands are upon you as you jerk satchel loose, the grenade tumbling free. The moment she sees the device, the robot releases you to grab for the grenade, taking hold just as you manage to push the activation.
The apparent surprise in the unblinking light of her eye and the circular “O” speaker-mouth seem wholly fitting as she holds the live EMP grenade a split second before it detonates. The pulse washes over you with only a feeling of disorientation, but the robot convulses wildly, electricity spidering across her as she stammers a fluctuating stream of distorted digital gibberish. She finally slumps to one side, motionless, and you pick yourself up and give the room one final inspection. Convinced there is nothing else of interest in here, you make our way once more to only exit available.