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ArchMagus Orodalf -> Zombie Outbreak! (2/10/2012 22:05:18)
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Zombie Outbreak
Location: Mission Log > News! OR Mission Log > Planet Romero: Newest Release
Objective: Dean Warlic wants you to visit strange reports on Planet Romero involving... Zombies?
Objective Completed: You defended against the zombie outbreak with the help of Artix!
Requirements: Completion of the jobs at Specific Hospital and completion of Kingadent
Release Date: February 10, 2012
Enemies:
Zombie Girl
Zombie Guy
NPCs:
Dean Warlic
Artix
Dr. Robert Johnson
Dr. James Johnson
Dialogue:
Dean Warlic: Thank you for coming so quickly, <Character>.
What's wrong?
«Warlic folds his hands.»
Dean Warlic: Ever since Slugwrath abandoned this planet, I have been monitoring interstellar intelligence for Queenadent Odessa...
I see...
Dean Warlic: Some disturbing information has come to my attention about Planet Romero, EbilCorp's medical research company.
Oh?
Dean Warlic: Because it is one of their leading research facilities, EbilCorp keeps tight control of all planetary communication.
But...
Dean Warlic: Even so, reports have leaked out. Reports that creatures described as *walking dead* are attacking the unwary!
Yikes!
«Warlic puts his hands flat on his desk.»
Dean Warlic: The Queenadent needs someone to assess the situation on Romero.
She does?
Dean Warlic: Someone brave - someone fearless - someone like you. <Character>. Will you go?
Of course
«Warlic brings a hand back up.»
Dean Warlic: Thank you, <Character>. Find out if these reports are true and keep me informed of your progress.
Understood
Dean Warlic: If this is some kind of Shadowscythe activity, we need to know. Be careful!
I will
«Scene fades. New Scene: Planet Romero Spaceport with some scientists.»
<Character>: So... this is Romero, huh...
<Character>: Seems quiet enough.
«Red warning lights flash on.»
Announcement: Attention! Outbreak detected in Sector B8. All civilians, please clear the area.
«The scientists run away.»
<Character>: Spoke too soon.
(simultaneously) ???: gRRRRR... ???: RRvUvaah...
«<Character> enters a fighting pose.»
<Character>: And I think I can guess which sector I'm in, too.
«Scene shows TW17713, wobbling its head back and forth.»
TW17713: Warning! You appear to be headed for a swordfight. Would you like to equip a different energy blade?
Equip Temp Blade (Loads Replica of Trephine Laser)
Equip from Inventory
Battle On!
«Artix enters and "SLASH!"es two Zombies.»
???: Whew... I was worried you were not going to leave any Zombies for me.
«Scene zooms out to show the two of you surrounded by advancing Zombies.»
<Character>: Thanks... um... what in the universe are you wearing?
???: No time for that now, friend... these zombies are not going to slay themselves.
<Character>: Well, technically, they are already dead, right?
«Artix smiles.»
Artix: I like the way you think! CHARGE!
WHAM! SLASH! KRAK! THUD!! POW!!
Artix: Very nice to meet you. I am Captain Artix Von Krieger.
Artix: (thinking) (I wonder if <Character> is going to say "I thought you would be taller with a deeper voice.")
<Character>: WHERE THE HECK HAVE YOU BEEN!?
«Artix looks bemused.»
Artix: Whaaaaa...?!
«Scene shows <Character>.»
<Character>: I am serious! You have not posted on the Alpha Sector Quantum Reports in... in... eons!
Artix: Oh...
«Artix closes his eyes and lowers his head.»
Artix: I owe you an apology, friend. It has been a while. I have been on assignment for a long time now.
«Artix looks back up.»
Artix: As you may be aware, there have been outbreaks of zombie-ism and undead reports on worlds throughout the Galaxy.
<Character>: I guess I forgive you. It is good to be fighting by your side.
<Character>: Wait... you fight "space zombies"?
«Artix smiles and puffs out his chest.»
Artix: Aye! My ship and crew are sworn Galactic Undead Terror Slayers, also known as the GUTS.
Artix: We investigate worlds with... undead issues. Worlds just like...
«Doctor Robert Johnson and Doctor James Johnson enter.»
Dr. R. Johnson: Ah, a newcomer. Welcome to Planet Romero. I am Doctor Robert Johnson-
Dr. J. Johnson: And I am Doctor James Johnson. We represent the controlling body-
Dr. R. Johnson: - of EbilCorp Medical Industries. I'm sorry you had to witness that-
Dr. J. Johnson: - distasteful business a moment ago.
«Scene shows Artix glaring at the Doctors.»
Artix: That is the third time this week, Dr. Johnson.
«Scene returns to the Doctors.»
Dr. R. Johnson: Yes, Artix; we are well aware of that. However, let me assure you-
Dr. J. Johnson: - that we here at EbilCorp Medical have the H1Z1 completely under control.
«Scene returns to <Character> and Artix.»
Artix: Yes, that is indeed what you have announced.
«Artix turns to face <Character>.»
Artix: Excuse me. I feel a little strange. I need to rest.
«Artix whispers in your ear.»
Artix: If you run into any more zombies, my emergency zombie holo-line is #ArtixZOMBIES!
«Artix walks away. The Scene returns to the Doctors.»
Dr. R. Johnson: Again, I'm sorry you had to witness that.
Dr. J. Johnson: Now, how can we help you?
Ask about Artix
Dr. R. Johnson: That would be Captain Artix of the S. S. Paladin.
Dr. J. Johnson: He is the head of the Galactic Undead Terror Slayers.
Dr. R. Johnson: The GUTS, if you will.
Dr. J. Johnson: His ship arrived here a short while ago. Apparently he somehow got word of our recent... problems with the H1Z1 virus.
Dr. R. Johnson: While he has been helpful in several situations...
Dr. J. Johnson: ... he seems to believe that we aren't able to contain the threat.
«Dr. R. Johnson leans toward Dr. J. Johnson.»
Dr. R. Johnson: Preposterous, don't you think, Doctor Johnson?
«Dr. J. Johnson leans toward Dr. R. Johnson as he straightens.»
Dr. J. Johnson: Indeed, Doctor Johnson.
Dr. R. Johnson and Dr. J. Johnson: Will there be anything else? Ask about H1Z1
Dr. R. Johnson: H1Z1 is sometimes referred to colloquially around here as "Zombie Flu".
«Dr. J. Johnson raises a hand and counts out symptoms.»
Dr. J. Johnson: Symptoms include massive fatigue...
«Dr. R. Johnson does the same.»
Dr. R. Johnson: ... body temperature drop...
«They lower their hands.»
Dr. R. Johnson: ... and in the late stages...
Dr. J. Johnson: ... the subject reverts to a mindless necrotic state.
Dr. R. Johnson: In other words...
«They put their hands behind their backs.»
Dr. R. Johnson and Dr. J. Johnson: A zombie. Ask about EbilCorp Medical
«Dr. R. Johnson spreads his hands.»
Dr. R. Johnson: Look around. This is the product of EbilCorp Medical, the leading medical production company in the system.
«Dr. R. Johnson puts his hands behind his back.»
Dr. J. Johnson: This entire city is a near-perfect controlled environment for all our workers and all our factories.
Dr. R. Johnson: Currently we are test marketing our latest wonderdrug, Poozom.
«Dr. J. Johnson raises a hand and a finger on that hand.»
Dr. J. Johnson: It's the wonder drug that cures all your ills.
«Dr. J. Johnson puts his hand down.»
Dr. R. Johnson: At the moment, Poozom is available only here on Romero-
Dr. J. Johnson: - where we've conducted our largest clinical trial to date.
Dr. R. Johnson and Dr. J. Johnson: We hope to have it ready for system-wide distribution within the next few months. Leave
Dr. R. Johnson: If you have any further questions-
Dr. J. Johnson: - you may contact us via any vid terminal in the city.
Reward Shops:
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