"You're the happiness officer?"
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"I'm the happiness officer assigned to the group." He says then squeaks as he turns to the voice.

"You're the happiness officer assigned to the group?"  She sighs.
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"Yup." He says and squeaks again.

"This is faboulous" Vicsis says appearing from behind the couple a small high tech recording device held to her eye. "Hello I'm Vicsis, recording officer...or officer recording...whatever floats your boat, please don't mind me, I'll just be capturing your every word to use later" She eyes CL up and down...

Dexter exits quickly to head to Transbot Tubeway Platform A8:C7:60:FF

Gunther-R gives his supervisor a scared look before bolting to the tubeway platform mentioned on his notice. He arrives a few minutes after those already here and it seems as though he has rolled the directions he was given into a tube and has started to chew on it. A quick glance will reveal the tell-tale strip of yellow denouncing that he has a registered mutation.

"Hi ya Vicsis." Remain happy, must remain happy, "Squeak."

Gunther takes a look at the assembly, scaning each person. He does a double-take when he sees Vicsis and heads straight to her. "Fancy contraption you have there, Mind if I take a look?" He asks, not quite but almost moving to grab the device being held to her eye.

"I wasn't- It was- oh, OK!"  Peter-R-WQR-1 giggles and quickly bolts for the door.

A few unaccounted for minutes later, Peter shows up at the meeting place.

"Are we all, (one, two, three, four, five, and me being six,) here?"

Peter-R squirts CL-R's immaculately clean jumpsuit top with Instant Cleans-O-Spray.  A few moments later, the wet spot on the jumpsuit starts attracting dirt, dust and particulate matter, darkening to a dingy and mottled red.

"He-he, oops!  You should take care of that soon."

Carefully distancing himself from the now improperly clad "Team Member", Peter-R introduces himself to the rest of the group.  "Hello, I'm Peter-R and I am to be your Hygiene Officer."

Rob hurries to the Transbot Tubeway Platform A8:C7:60:FF. Once there, Rob takes a look at CL's jumpsuit.

Rob turns to Peter and says "This is just like a scene from the vidshow MCG-U-VER-4!! That clone has an answer for everything!"

Ginger says, "An answer for EVERYTHING?"

"How many things?"

"How many things?"

Platform:  Tension Rating 4

You all gather around the platform.  This is the first time you have ever been able to use the platform!  You are so excited

As you talk, a small, tubby little robot rolls toward you and in a squeaky robot voice says, "Ah, you have all made it.  Prepare to go toward briefing.  My name is FJTUEIWOQP4858392.  Your transbot will be approaching shortly."

It then rolls toward CL and Vicsis.  "Oh, and by the way, these are for you...from Our Friend The Computer."  It hands them each an envelope.

"We shall have a pleasant trip when--"  An approaching sound interrupts it.  "Oh, here it is now.  How pleasantly perfectly on time."

A shiny new vehicle glides smoothly to a halt at your stop.  With a faint hum and swish, the glossy RED doors slide open invitingly.

"Now, if you will all just step aboard, we will enter the transbot," the robot says, and it starts to lead you inside.  However, you suddenly hear a terrible shriek of metal followed by a  squeal of overtaxed brakes.

The little robot, half in the transbot, screams out in a mechanical voice, "OH MY COMPUTER!!!"

Then you see a second transbot slam into the rear of the first one, knocking it end over end and throwing shards of glass and bits of metal--and your little robot friend--all around.  You barely manage to jump out of the way.  The first transbot tumbles to a hal, twisted and burning, a few dozen meters away.  The second transbot is now standing, more or less, at the platfom.  Though dented and missing its windows, it appears to still be functioning.  In fact, with a loud racthet and clank, the grungy RED doors grind open disconcertingly.

The little robot is laying in pieces.  Its tiny head repeats over and over, "...enter the transbot...enter the transbot...enter the transbot..."

Perversity points awarded:

Gunther seems to become more excited when the robot approaches them and starts talking. He even circles the group to get a better look at the robot, Vicsis and her gadget forgotten.

This of course means that he is that much closer to the crash when it happens. He flinches when the one transbot colides with the other but he is, for the most part, suprised that such a thing would happen around him. After a moment he recovers from the shock and runs to the aid of the failing robot, he holds it's hand (if it has one) for a moment before remembering that robots don't require those comforting gestures. He then takes a quick glimpse at the surroundings and asks "Cah angybo-ie deshyfer rovot phrograwing?" before he heads to the beat up transbot and looks for a console on the thing to interact with. "We'f gotta deshide wish wong to be royar tpo." he says, speaking around the orders still hanging in his mouth. In fact, it looks like he's chewing (One might say gnawing) on them more heavily now that he's in this situation.

Vicsis holds her camera away from the strange mutant man afraid that he might eat it. As the trains collide she looks up shocked for a moment but then takes the oppotunity to sneak towards the back while everyone else is distracted and opean her letter where no one can see...she gives CL, the only other person who got a letter, a scowl...why does he get a letter also...She reads it showing no emotion then steps back into the group.
"Forget the robot it's fine, lets get on this train it's as good as the other...I mean thier all on te same track anyways"

Laughing at his own misfourtune of being sprayed he tells himself to make sure Peter gets a happy death.

Always trying to be better that Vicsis, CL smiles back at Vicsis as she scowls at him, then gives a squeak before opening the letter and reading it. All the time with the thoughts of,
The computer likes me best, the computer likes me best, lalalalalalalalalalala…
Rolling through his head.
When Vicsis says the robot is fine, as CL gets in the train he says, "A credit says he isn't."

Peter-R goes over to the irreparably (or soon to be irreparably) damaged 'bot, "I'll see all, (one, two, three, four, five,) six of you inside in a moment, I'm just going to clean up."
Peter-R starts to pile up the 'bots remains.
"Um, I mean clean up this mess. Hehehe!"
FJTUEIWOQP4858392: "...enter the transbot..."
Peter-R: "...27..."
FJTUEIWOQP4858392: "...enter the transbot..."
Peter-R: "...28..."
FJTUEIWOQP4858392: "...enter the transbot..."
Peter-R: "...29..."
FJTUEIWOQP4858392: "...enter the transbot..."
Peter-R: "...30..."
FJTUEIWOQP4858392: "...enter the transbot..."
Peter-R: "...31..."
FJTUEIWOQP4858392: "...enter the transbot..."
Peter-R: "...32..."
FJTUEIWOQP4858392: "...enter the trans-" A horrible wrenching and screeching noise.
Peter-R: "...32 and a half."

Gunther runs over to hold the robot's hand, but it comes off as he holds it.  The hand has been torn off by the explosion, as have most of the other pieces.

Peter starts gathering the remains of the robot...and there are many...into a pile.  The red lights of the robot's eyes fade and go out, and it stops saying, "...enter the transbot..." at last, which is good, because it was getting annoying anyway.

Vicsis and CL open and read their letters.

Gunther finds no console to interact with.  The transbots are all remotely run by The Computer, who can obviously drive transbots with far more perfection than any human...or mutant...could.

Vicsis follows inside the transbot after CL
"I'm not betting nothing, one credit could almost buy me a chocoLike vita-yum meal substitute bar...does anyone else have a craving for one of those? But really if your soo concerned about that robot I'm sure somone can fix it...whose the tech officer, thiers always a techie on these things"
Vicsis scans the name badges
"Oh it's Rob...show us some of your skills Rob, hop out there and help gather all those parts that fell in front of the train, I'm positive the train won't leave until we have all the robot parts inside, you know how these things are"

Ginger says, "You know how these things are?"  She sighs.  "I think it's time to get on the transbot.  Yes, as team leader, I will get on the transbot."  She gets on the transbot.
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"I am postive it won't leave yet" Vixcis states matter of factly and then slaps Rob on the ass "Get out there and get to fixin good lookin, were never gonna get to the mission if we never leave the station"

Gunther doesn't rule out the fact that some fircely unhappy mutant could have sabotaged the transbot. Of course, there was very little chance that he would have found traces of such tampering due to the fact that there isn't an unhappy human in all of the complex. However, if ignorance is bliss then Gunther is reaching ecstatic as he quietly enters the transbot still holding the hand of the robot.

Rob walks over to the transbot to speak with Ginger. Arching his right eyebrow, he asks "Ginger, have you ever seen one MCG-U-VER-4 vid in which he didn't have an answer? Now would you like me to have a look at that bot and see what can be done with it?"