DMO 37718 is almost entirely constructed by now, with all six spokes - habitation, hydroponics, vehicle/maintenance, command, manufactory, and storage - in the final stages of construction. The cold fusion reactor is at 90% efficiency, and the base is in constant communication with Dominance Control.
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The bananas all create giant comical gloved hands that peel one side of the bananas. Out trot 6, very small, blue otters.
The scouts circle, missile bay doors sliding open to reveal an array of deadly looking missiles. The closest railgun emplacement dips down to cover the otters, although it's hard to make out through the hazy shimmer of the shield.
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The bananas all create giant comical gloved hands that peel one side of the bananas. Out trot 6, very small, blue otters.
The scouts circle, missile bay doors sliding open to reveal an array of deadly looking missiles. The closest railgun emplacement dips down to cover the otters, although it's hard to make out through the hazy shimmer of the shield.
The otters appear to be dance walking, like something about of the lion king. They are completely unpreterbed by the weapondry. One of them comments, “Dass biggo bugs. We has pretty bigga bugs like dat inna banana city.”
The bananas all create giant comical gloved hands that peel one side of the bananas. Out trot 6, very small, blue otters.
The scouts circle, missile bay doors sliding open to reveal an array of deadly looking missiles. The closest railgun emplacement dips down to cover the otters, although it's hard to make out through the hazy shimmer of the shield.
The otters appear to be dance walking, like something about of the lion king. They are completely unpreterbed by the weapondry. One of them comments, “Dass biggo bugs. We has pretty bigga bugs like dat inna banana city.”
Inside the DMO Command Center, the four marines are all staring at the monitors with mouths open. At least, the two humans are. The alien marines have more presence of mind.
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The bananas all create giant comical gloved hands that peel one side of the bananas. Out trot 6, very small, blue otters.
The scouts circle, missile bay doors sliding open to reveal an array of deadly looking missiles. The closest railgun emplacement dips down to cover the otters, although it's hard to make out through the hazy shimmer of the shield.
The otters appear to be dance walking, like something about of the lion king. They are completely unpreterbed by the weapondry. One of them comments, “Dass biggo bugs. We has pretty bigga bugs like dat inna banana city.”
Inside the DMO Command Center, the four marines are all staring at the monitors with mouths open. At least, the two humans are. The alien marines have more presence of mind.
The otters melt through the sheild, and molecularly phase through a few walls, until they’re in the same room as the marines. “How da ya doo peepows?” One of them says, calmly
The bananas all create giant comical gloved hands that peel one side of the bananas. Out trot 6, very small, blue otters.
The scouts circle, missile bay doors sliding open to reveal an array of deadly looking missiles. The closest railgun emplacement dips down to cover the otters, although it's hard to make out through the hazy shimmer of the shield.
The otters appear to be dance walking, like something about of the lion king. They are completely unpreterbed by the weapondry. One of them comments, “Dass biggo bugs. We has pretty bigga bugs like dat inna banana city.”
Inside the DMO Command Center, the four marines are all staring at the monitors with mouths open. At least, the two humans are. The alien marines have more presence of mind.
The otters melt through the sheild, and molecularly phase through a few walls, until they’re in the same room as the marines. “How da ya doo peepows?” One of them says, calmly
OK... That would definitely provoke a reaction. All the marines unload with their HF5 Flechette launchers...
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The bananas all create giant comical gloved hands that peel one side of the bananas. Out trot 6, very small, blue otters.
The scouts circle, missile bay doors sliding open to reveal an array of deadly looking missiles. The closest railgun emplacement dips down to cover the otters, although it's hard to make out through the hazy shimmer of the shield.
The otters appear to be dance walking, like something about of the lion king. They are completely unpreterbed by the weapondry. One of them comments, “Dass biggo bugs. We has pretty bigga bugs like dat inna banana city.”
Inside the DMO Command Center, the four marines are all staring at the monitors with mouths open. At least, the two humans are. The alien marines have more presence of mind.
The otters melt through the sheild, and molecularly phase through a few walls, until they’re in the same room as the marines. “How da ya doo peepows?” One of them says, calmly
OK... That would definitely provoke a reaction. All the marines unload with their HF5 Flechette launchers...
“Are dose cans a metal beans? Tasty!” They eat the Flechettes. “Ooh can i has a few more? Ohh waitaminit, dose are… watchacallem” they gesture vaguely with their paw “wennins, werrils, wombats. Violence cannons. Whatever. We come in peace!” Another one says, “We always come in peace, dont we?” The first replies, “unless it’s for dinner. We do eat dinner pretty agressively.” A third nods. “We do love dinner.” The first looks back to the stunned marines and reaches out a paw in greeting. “Anyways. How are you all doing?”
OK... That would definitely provoke a reaction. All the marines unload with their HF5 Flechette launchers...
“Are dose cans a metal beans? Tasty!” They eat the Flechettes. “Ooh can i has a few more? Ohh waitaminit, dose are… watchacallem” they gesture vaguely with their paw “wennins, werrils, wombats. Violence cannons. Whatever. We come in peace!” Another one says, “We always come in peace, dont we?” The first replies, “unless it’s for dinner. We do eat dinner pretty agressively.” A third nods. “We do love dinner.” The first looks back to the stunned marines and reaches out a paw in greeting. “Anyways. How are you all doing?”
Cap, a shadowy-skinned, bald, gray-eyed humanoid in power armor holds his HF5 loosely as he glances back and forth between the weird otters. "You attack our base and then say hi?" He seems incredulous, but it's hard to tell. You know, alien and all.
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OK... That would definitely provoke a reaction. All the marines unload with their HF5 Flechette launchers...
“Are dose cans a metal beans? Tasty!” They eat the Flechettes. “Ooh can i has a few more? Ohh waitaminit, dose are… watchacallem” they gesture vaguely with their paw “wennins, werrils, wombats. Violence cannons. Whatever. We come in peace!” Another one says, “We always come in peace, dont we?” The first replies, “unless it’s for dinner. We do eat dinner pretty agressively.” A third nods. “We do love dinner.” The first looks back to the stunned marines and reaches out a paw in greeting. “Anyways. How are you all doing?”
Cap, a shadowy-skinned, bald, gray-eyed humanoid in power armor holds his HF5 loosely as he glances back and forth between the weird otters. "You attack our base and then say hi?" He seems incredulous, but it's hard to tell. You know, alien and all.
“Oh dear did it seem that we were attacking?” Says the fourth. The fifth is chewing on wires and the sixth is juggling what looks like a live high explosive round.
OK... That would definitely provoke a reaction. All the marines unload with their HF5 Flechette launchers...
“Are dose cans a metal beans? Tasty!” They eat the Flechettes. “Ooh can i has a few more? Ohh waitaminit, dose are… watchacallem” they gesture vaguely with their paw “wennins, werrils, wombats. Violence cannons. Whatever. We come in peace!” Another one says, “We always come in peace, dont we?” The first replies, “unless it’s for dinner. We do eat dinner pretty agressively.” A third nods. “We do love dinner.” The first looks back to the stunned marines and reaches out a paw in greeting. “Anyways. How are you all doing?”
Cap, a shadowy-skinned, bald, gray-eyed humanoid in power armor holds his HF5 loosely as he glances back and forth between the weird otters. "You attack our base and then say hi?" He seems incredulous, but it's hard to tell. You know, alien and all.
“Oh dear did it seem that we were attacking?” Says the fourth. The fifth is chewing on wires and the sixth is juggling what looks like a live high explosive round.
Cap glances around. "Set that down! Alright, let's talk outside. I don't want you doin' nothin' to my base."
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he isnt inside it
*make an athletics check*
*I don't have a stat block so I'll guesstimate.*
Athletics: 27
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DMO 37718 is almost entirely constructed by now, with all six spokes - habitation, hydroponics, vehicle/maintenance, command, manufactory, and storage - in the final stages of construction. The cold fusion reactor is at 90% efficiency, and the base is in constant communication with Dominance Control.
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Five 8 by 2 blue bananas fall from the sky next to the DMO
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she instinctively dodges as Charls laeps at her with a metal pipe.
"Whoa! What is going on here? I just wanted to check in on the neighbors!" She backs away, palms outward.
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Several dragonfly scouts take to the skies, and beneath the shield weapon emplacements swivel.
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The bananas all create giant comical gloved hands that peel one side of the bananas. Out trot 6, very small, blue otters.
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The scouts circle, missile bay doors sliding open to reveal an array of deadly looking missiles. The closest railgun emplacement dips down to cover the otters, although it's hard to make out through the hazy shimmer of the shield.
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*lmao whatd i walk in on*
The otters appear to be dance walking, like something about of the lion king. They are completely unpreterbed by the weapondry. One of them comments, “Dass biggo bugs. We has pretty bigga bugs like dat inna banana city.”
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Inside the DMO Command Center, the four marines are all staring at the monitors with mouths open. At least, the two humans are. The alien marines have more presence of mind.
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The otters melt through the sheild, and molecularly phase through a few walls, until they’re in the same room as the marines. “How da ya doo peepows?” One of them says, calmly
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OK... That would definitely provoke a reaction. All the marines unload with their HF5 Flechette launchers...
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“Are dose cans a metal beans? Tasty!” They eat the Flechettes. “Ooh can i has a few more? Ohh waitaminit, dose are… watchacallem” they gesture vaguely with their paw “wennins, werrils, wombats. Violence cannons. Whatever. We come in peace!” Another one says, “We always come in peace, dont we?” The first replies, “unless it’s for dinner. We do eat dinner pretty agressively.” A third nods. “We do love dinner.” The first looks back to the stunned marines and reaches out a paw in greeting. “Anyways. How are you all doing?”
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Cap, a shadowy-skinned, bald, gray-eyed humanoid in power armor holds his HF5 loosely as he glances back and forth between the weird otters. "You attack our base and then say hi?" He seems incredulous, but it's hard to tell. You know, alien and all.
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“Oh dear did it seem that we were attacking?” Says the fourth. The fifth is chewing on wires and the sixth is juggling what looks like a live high explosive round.
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*gtg gn*
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Cap glances around. "Set that down! Alright, let's talk outside. I don't want you doin' nothin' to my base."
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*Good night!*
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