The Far Future (Speak to Science Officer)
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You approach Third Private Splock who is messing with a tricorder. "Greetings First Sergeant, what assistance may I offer?," he asks.
If you haven't taken the tricorder
|"Can I have that tricorder?"|
"Sure, just be careful with it, it's a delicate instrument," Sub- Private Spuck tells you.
If you are already holding something
You can't figure out how to carry two things, so you put down what you're holding.
|"What can you tell me about the hostiles?"|
"Well, Admiral, based on the emissions of their ship, I've determined that they are of the Computron race."
"Computrons are a unique race, Sir, a synthesis of organic and technological parts with a hive mind," expounds Third Private Spleck.
"Well, Admiral, based on the emissions of their ship, I've determined that they are of the Living Cloud race."
"The Living Clouds originated in the Zaxxon nebula and appear to be sentient gaseous clouds," explains Second Ensign Spack.
"Well, First Sergeant, based on the emissions of their ship, I've determined that they are of the Jaden race."
Ultimate Petty Officer Splick explains, "It would appear that these Jadens maintain their consciousness in a crystalline matrix and move around utilizing an ingenious anti-gravity resonance. The resonance creates an aura of sound around the creatures but slightly out of phase to our hearing."
"Well, Admiral, based on the emissions of their ship, I've determined that they are of the Wordwordwordword race."
"The Wordwordwordword race confounds logic, they appear to be a physical embodiment of their emotions," explains Third Leftenant Splick.
Fourth Spaceperson Splack continues, "Apparently they are also nourished by conversation and emotions. Also, they love to party."
"Well, First Sergeant, based on the emissions of their ship, I've determined that they are of the Waron race."
"We had best be on guard, First Sergeant," explains Sergeant Ultimate Spaceperson Spluck, "the Warons are a warlike and aggressive species."
|Offer Creme de Nimoy to Fourth Spaceperson Splack|
"Shall we split this Dilithium-Infused Port, Sub- Private Spuck?"
"What purpose would that serve, Admiral?"
You explain, "well, humans often consume alcoholic beverages during times of stress to take the edge off."
"I see captain, because death is inevitable, and you are incapable of ignoring your emotions, you stave off your fear of impending doom by altering your though patterns. Unfortunately, I believe that our odds of surviving this situation are at least fifty-eight point one six four three two percent, and thus our doom is not impending, and consuming this alcohol would be illogical. Also, I don't need the neuro-receptor opening effects of the alcohol."
"You could just say 'no'."
|"Good day, sir."|
Returns you to the room you were in
Occurs in The Far Future when choosing "Speak to Second Chief Splack"".
- Speaking to the Science Officer will give you hints on dealing with the scenario.