"Spammers!  Mr. Bubbles says take me off your list!"  It immediately spots Dexter retreating and raises its weapons.

Your film crew also scatters in panic.  The robot does not seem to be interested in them.

You realize that, because your name is on the list being circulated, you are indirectly "Spammers" yourselves, and thus targeted by the robot, whereas the only non-Troubleshooter being targeted is Marco.

And Marco is standing pale and stiff, his mouth hanging open.

The robot fires a first blast at Dexter...but misses.  Part of the wall near Dexter explodes into fragments and powder.

Dexter continues to run for his life.
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Ginger points her laser at the warscrubber and fires while looking for cover.

Moving slowly, CL puts his hands over his head, and asks the computer for the best, "Glorious computer, I fought for you against Betas and worse, now in my time of *squeak* need, use your helpfulness to save me, because, the computer is my friend."

The Computer responds to CL, not in any hurry:  "Troubleshooter, why are you in the R&D department?"

Ginger hits the robot, putting a small hole into its bulky frame.

The Warscrubber fires at Dexter, hitting him in the arm and Wounding him.

Over the intercom, you hear the receptionist say:  "Did someone order a couple of dozen scrubots?  Because..."  There is a clunking sound, then some gunfire from the front part of the lab (the area to which Dexter is retreating).  Then there is a horrible, agonized yell.  Moments later, you hear a dozen bots out in the reception area, all talking over each other:  "Mister Bubbles says--Bubbles says take me off---me off your list!"

The Display Hall out front is filling up with enraged scrubots.  You watch as they begin "dismantling" the reality show crew.  It is a bloody mess.

Luckily, there is a halfway sturdy oak door between the reception area and the workshop where the warscrubber is.  That is, if you want to lock yourself in with the warscrubber until the scrubots inevitably break through.

Ginger says, in a panic, "As team leader, I say...RUN!"  She runs toward the reactor room, but not before quickly closing and locking the oak door.

Ginger begins running toward the door.  Since she is team leader, you all follow.

There are large radiation warning icons on the doors in.  The reactor is in good shape and perfectly safe...right?

The exits of this room are to the storage room to the north and back to the workshop room you came in.

For the moment, the warscrubber is not firing because it is in another room.  However, you are certain it will come in here very quickly and renew the fight.  Meanwhile, the army of scrubots can be heard pounding on the door between the display hall and the workshop.

CL decides to make a game out of it and says, "NEW RULES FOR THE GAME, WHOEVER CAN STAY COMPLETELY STILL FOR THE LONGEST GETS A PRIZE!"

Then he keeps staying still.

Ginger says, "That's a good way to get yourself killed."  She runs through the door into the storage room, hoping to lead the warscrubber in circles until a better plan is determined.

Dexter tries to head out the front door as originally planned.  (Didn't follow Ginger.)

Dexter is mobbed by scrubots, about 30 of them.  They take him down at the door and begin...scrubbing him to death.  Dexter has died.

Dexter's clone awakens.  He is groggy and stumbling out when a robot says, "In here.  Back to your mission!  This is programmed to take you to your companions."  Before he can say anything, Dexter is pushed into a tube which slides him around and pushes him with air currents, dumping him into the reactor room just in time to see...

CL has remained still.

The robot begins going after Ginger but first shoots at Vicsis.  Little Vicsis parts are blown all around the room.  (Activate clone when Vicsis returns to us.)

The warscrubber goes into the reactor room as Ginger goes into the supply room.  There are shelves of boxes all over the storage room.  There is an exit to the reactor room, and an exit to the workshop.

From out of nowhere, a small robot jumps from one of the shelves toward Ginger and yells out excitedly, "SUPPLIES!"  It holds a PDA in one hand.  "What can I get you?"

*seeming to be the best solution he stays in the current fetal position*

OOC: assuming I am with Ginger as per GM's previous posts.

Gunther looks desparate and write on his pad.


Then he returns his pen to his mouth sand says to Ginger-R:

"Whpos bic b goof uf oiu oour asq 4 a greaaante wet hem?"

Dexter takes CL's earlier advice and stays still.

As the warscrubber finishes off the film crew, it seems to hone in on those who decided to stand still.  You start to connect that it is not movement that attracts the robot, but probably your beloved PDA's, since that is where the spam comes in, although now that it has identified you as belonging to the PDA's, you're not sure that simply giving up the devices would save you.

Plus, you recall hearing somewhere that losing, parting with, or destroying your PDA's could lead to severe punishment, up to and including summary execution.

Dexter looks for a place to hide.

Dexter sees many small places he could hide in, but a quick glance at the arsenol attached to the warscrubber lets him deduce that no place in the workshop is safe from a missile launch.

Off to the store-room I guess!

A groggy and recently cloned Vicsis is shoved into the tube that will bear her down to the workshop. Vicsis 02 is not entirely happy about this turn of events, but she takes it in stride. There's no way the warscrubber would attack someone as wonderful as she, right? Right? Ignoring the scrubber turned deathbot, she moves towards Marco who is hopefully still alive and standing in one spot, staring at the carnage. "Marco! This hacker guy messaged me. If you go over to the warscrubber and apologize, he'll stop it!" She gushes this information, trying her best to sound so very sincere. Hopefully Marco won't realize how dumb this plan sounds.

Peter is suddenly dazed; he vaguely hears beam me up Scotty! and I think she's still alive - oh, no, that did it, in the background then realizes he fell asleep. With a distinctly unintelligible yell of distress, he dives behind a box to hide from the warscrubber.

Knowing death is eminent CL books it to the storage room and points wildly at Dexter.

While Ginger has a moment, she begins looking through the boxes in the storeroom to see what can be found.  "Traitorous items can lurk anywhere," she explains as she takes a concerned glance back toward the warscrubber door.

"Whatcha pointing at me for!?" Dexter says indignantly.

Though the Scrubbot of death is a terrifying sight to behold, Rob knows that something must be done, not only for good name of the Computer, but also for his team. He is the Happiness officer and this bot is making the team everything BUT happy. Thankfully he has a bit of knowledge in bot programming. He Cracks his knuckles and waits for the bot to come around again...

To CL's question to the Computer, the Computer responds, "Citizen, where is the fissionable material?  Why do you ask me questions about your mission that are not done through your team leader?  Ignoring protocol is treason."

Dexter runs into the storeroom.  There are many boxes in here...and Ginger.

Vicsis begins talking to Marco.  He says, "But I just sell ID's, I don't work with the hacker."  Still, something about Vicsis charms him, and he walks over to the warscrubber.  "I am sorry for the trouble we caused you, Warscrubber and Scrubots."

Peter dives behind a box in the workshop.

CL runs after Dexter, pointing at Dexter.

The warscrubber swipes a missile-empowered hand at Marco, knocking the ID selling scum from his feet and rendering him unconscious.  But the warscrubber does not seem interested in him.  It is your PDA's which attracted it.

Rob braces himself, goes behind the warscrubber, and jumps on, pulling at its access panel.