Paranoia Episode II: The Clone Bores

[Zenthor]

"Well, since you're well enough, being, you know, recently cloned, you can inspect the area for any more commie bastards lingering around the area.  I'll start removing and destroying the rest of this Communist propaganda.  Just make sure I don't get shot in the back," he winked after finishing.  He then pointed out where Ded should start watching for Commies and set about tearing down flags, posters, podiums, and anything else that Commie set up.  With his laser.

[Irius]

Burg wandered into the local infirmary, there he took a quick look about him to see if there were any medical staff around.  Placing Hal on a handy surface, Burg then went to hail anyone he might find, and see if perhaps he could find some supplies he could potentially use later on to boost morale.

[Trunkyboy]

"Sure thing Team Leader!"  Ded went off in search of commies, being extra careful not to get caught in John's crossfire.

[Zenthor]

"Do-de-do-do-do..." John hummed to himself as he blasted away at the fliers, podiums, and flags.  Every once in a while he would look over his shoulder to make sure Ded was doing what he ordered, and to make sure that he wasn't under any attack by Commie scum.  Soon enough, everything related to communism in the area was blasted to smithereens.

[Captain K.]

Yep, that Communist propaganda is really destroyed.

Burg finds some syringes with unidentified liquids in them.  Could be groovy... but who to test it on, yourself or Hal?

[Irius]

Burg did indeed have a quandry.  He had all of this nifty stuff to try out, but should he pursue enlightenement, or did he try and help his injured buddy?  Of course, the solution lay right before his eyes!  He had more than one syringe, therefore, he'd give one to Hal, and one to himself.  And so, after carefully emptying one into Hal's arm, Burg got comfy, then plunged the second one into his own arm and injected it.

[Trunkyboy]

Seeing no more commies in the area, Ded awaits further orders from FC.

[Captain K.]

After shooting up, Burg becomes awash in a world of psychedelic colors.  What a groovy trip, man.  He does get rather thirsty however.  Grabbing the first thing he can find to drink with his distorted vision, Burg quaffs it heartily.  Unfortunately it was the flask of acid he had been carrying.  Burg is melted from the inside out, but at least he dies happy.

Hal wakes up with a dry mouth and a severe hangover, but is otherwise fully healed.  He does have this nagging sense that he's gotten lucky so far in some regard, but is not sure why.

Burg-R-KNG-2 arrives back with John and Zed, as does Hal.  The Computer has given you no further instructions, so perhaps the Team Leader has a suggestion for what you can do.

[Zenthor]

John tore up-slash-blasted the last remaining piece of paper from the communists.  As he was about to blast the last of the paper, he looked at it and arched a brow.  He re-joined Ded, Burg, and Hal, holstering his laser, glancing down at the piece of paper.

"Our job isn't over yet, fellows.  In my destruction of this pinko-bastard propaganda, I've found this... it appears to be a map to some room in the complex."  He glanced up at his team.  "Unless I'm greviously mistaken, this can only be the map to the communist headquarters!  If we go to this room, we can shut down the operations of those bastards.  Think of how we will be rewarded by Friend Computer, for destroying this threat.  Since we've recieved no other orders, I think we should go to this room and shut down the last of the communist operations.  Unless any of you have qualms about that.  But of course you don't, destroying Commies is in the interests of the Friend Computer, and the interests of Friend Computer are the interests of the rest of us."

[Halbarad]

Hal reclaimed his Big Gun O' Blastin' from John upon his return, still a bit woozy from the near-death experience. "Sounds okay to me... I mean, Friend Computer says that we're supposed to shoot all the commies anyway, so why not?"

[Irius]

Burg merely nodded his head and mouthed something jibing with whatever Friend Team Leader was saying.  After all, shooting commies was good and all, but all he could think about right now was that he had found something that had opened his mind to a whole new level of thought, he was on the verge of a profound discovery that would change the world, a slight tug of his body, reminding himself of his bodies needs, carelessly just letting it do what it needed, and then when it all came so clear, white hot heat.  As though the idea was so profound it melted his very head from the inside out.  And now, all there was was a blue afterimage of his glory.

And now, Burg plotted, for this revelation would be his.  He would merely have to find some other key to nirvana.

[Trunkyboy]

Ded nods happily.  His shiny new laser was still untested, and as of yet no commie blood had been split on his account.

"Sure thing Friend Citizen!  We all strive to please FC in any way we can!"

[Captain K.]

Following John through Alpha Complex, the team finds itself in a remote area.  You haven't seen any other clones for some time.  Consulting the paper in his pocket, John leads you to a solid door.  After taking a breath, John opens the door.

"It's about time!" cries a voice.  An elderly clone stumbles out of the room.  "I thought my relief would never get here!  Look, come in here!"  The old clone pushes you into the room.  There is nothing except a round table with some chairs around it.  In the center of the table is a single red button with a glass cover over it.

"Sit here and guard that button with your life!  And whatever you do, don't push it!"  The clone whistles happily and scampers off down the corridor.

[Zenthor]

"Who... was that?"  John blinks, not having caught a look at the clone as they were shoved into a room.  "A commie?  Yes, that must be it.  Shall we push the button, then, since he was obviously a communist?  Otherwise why would he be hanging around this place believed to be a ground for those pinko bastards?"

[Halbarad]

"I.... GUESS he was a commie," Hal replies. He takes a peek under the table to see if the button is connected to anything. "But do we really want to press the button if we don't know what it does?"