Difference between revisions of "Halloween Missions"

Happy HALLOWEEN Simon! My specialty is gourds. Great ones. Find and deliver me 13 Pumpkins Shards and I can probably reanimate it to its former self. Yes, I said self...

1, 2, 3...yes, 13. She gathers up the shards and goes into her back room. You clearly hear an unknown tongue for what seems like quite a while. She returns with a pained expression, holding something not of this world.

Happy HALLOWEEN Simon! Most say the Great Pumpkin is only a myth. However, I believe there is a kernel of truth to those myths...especially around this time of year.

Goodness! I always thought it would be bigger... Anyhoo, this haunted item is freaking me out. So here, take it!

Happy HALLOWEEN Simon! I'm hungry for some more candy. 10 Fun Size Snickers? Gimme!

nom nom nom

"What's this now?!" exclaims A Lone Cyclops in a very angry tone as he squints his only remaining eye. He seems very familiar but you can't quite place him.

"More people 'knocking' on the airlock looking for a handout... I won't stand for it!!! Get a job why don't you..." He stutters for an insult. "... penniless ... punks!"

"Just because it's Halloween doesn't mean you're going to eat my candy for free! There's a plague on... or are you going to tell me you didn't know..." A Lone Cyclops turns around and walks away mumbling as he goes. You could swear you hear something about cloning vats and A Lone Cyclops's missing right eye. He turns back around.

"What are YOU still doing here?! Didn't you get the message?! If you want any of my candy you have to work for it! Now get out there and kill some of those damned rats already! And if you're going to get a snack, I want proof!" A Lone Cyclops wanders off again mumblings something about the war.

"'Bout damn time! Here's your candy, now get outta here already!!!"

As you turn to leave you briefly hear A Lone Cyclops mention the cloning vats again... you begin to wonder just what that rat hide is for...

"I'll get you my preeeeeeeetties....oh, sorry Simon, I was talking to my pet over there". Wicked Witch of the Wildspace gestures to a vaguely monkey-like alien perched in the corner.

"So, you're interested in something of mine are you? Well you'd better hand it over so I can look at it" Wicked Witch of the Wildspace taps her foot impatiently.

Wicked Witch of the Wildspace looks it over: "Yes, I designed that alright, you can have it back now".

"So, you want help with what? Upgrading my design?" Wicked Witch of the Wildspace purses her lips. "Well, my pretties are feeling left out of all these celebrations, so I guess I'll have to decorate around here"

Wicked Witch of the Wildspace looks around the space station quarters. "Yes, I think we should do some decorating first". Simon, fetch me ten pumpkins, two Big Candy Bags and five Seasoned Pumpkin Seeds to help out!

Wicked Witch of the Wildspace looks slightly less Wicked than before. "Thank you Simon, now my pretties are happy!"

"Well, Simon, since you helped me out, I will too". Wicked Witch of the Wildspace looks at a nearby screen and starts tapping at it with her extremely long and extremely well manicured nails.

"Simon, I can see how I can upgrade my basic design" she motions to a matter nano-generator and processing unit that looks suspiciously like a cauldron "You'll have to get me a list of items though".

She snaps her fingers and one of her pretties flies over carrying a datapad. "Its all on that pad, Simon, now get too it". You notice that her pretties don't smell too nice.

The Pad reads:
3 Witch's Broomsticks
3 Quantumum
100 Jelly Beans
Child's Liver

You shudder... hopefully that last part was a typo.

"Wicked Witch of the Wildspace looks it over: "Came out better than expected - here's your Bimbus 3000". Wicked Witch of the Wildspace pauses "No child's liver.. oh well...maybe next time"

"So," says Professor Logan as you exit your ship. "I see you noticed the undead rats...", pointing to the decaying rat dung spotting it. "Yes, there is a rather odd story behind those.. you see, working with the paranormal and supernatural, I eventually thought I would try to tackle reanimation. Well, my pet space Rat, Fluffums died. Being out here alone, I missed the presence of my companion quite a bit, so I set to work. I managed to bring Fluffums back but something had gone horribly wrong. Horribly, horribly wrong. I booted Fluffums out the airlock, but she managed to survive and well, before long she had infected the nearby Space Rats and this mess started. Perhaps I could search for a way to undo the damage... but why would I want to do that?" Professor Logan thinks for a minute. "AH-HA! I know, bring me samples of these undead space rats and I might be able to further refine my reanimation process. Just imagine the plague I could unleash on all mankind and whatnot... or maybe even get my Fluffums back!"

You are nearly sickened by the smell permeating the docking bay where you unload what Professor Logan wanted, and even more sickened by the delight he gets by it. After a maddening laugh he comes over. "Wonderful, Simon, this is absolutely wonderful! Don't you see the festering and oozing welts... OOOH! And look at this, a tail! Hmm? Ah yes, your reward, one minute." Professor Logan leaves for a moment and returns with your reward. "Here you go, and you will never know how useful this will be!"

"These undead rats have been getting very hostile recently. Just look at the dung I have to clean off my station now!" says Professor Logan rather perturbed. "Hmm. Simon, we have to put an end to this, and you have to do it right now! Why you? Have you seen my ship! Do you honestly think that I could take care of that vermin horde? I will help you out, but honestly, I'm not a Mad Grad Student anymore, I can not do this kind of thing! Well, what are you waiting for, they are ruining my spacebase!"

"Ahh, how invigorating! I forgot how much fun that could be! Anyway, good news! I am sure you have no idea what I have discovered in the rotting debris fields left by those zombified rats!" Professor Logan produces a very disgusting looking object. "This is the beating heart ... well not quite a beating heart, but anyway this is how those damned rats keep theirselves powered! Luckily for you, I can convert this organic technology into something you can use! I'll be right back" A short while later, Professor Logan returns with a new energybank for you and despite the awful smell, you accept it.

"Despite all the undead samples of various rat parts, I am still no closer to creating an even more horrid .... ah right, you have some sense of morality. I am still no closer to abolishing the plague I ... accidentally ... created. Regardless, I think it's time to do away with Fluffums, and perhaps get a sample of her tissues that I could study, you know to 'cure' the plague. Yes, that's right, I have no intention of making it worse and eventually enslaving all rat kind and some of the craftier Space Jellys... Off you go now!"

"So you took her out you say? And did you make sure to destroy her brain? WHAT?!! Well look what you just did, she will be back now ... yes, she will be back now! And with a vengence. She will be riled up, upset and more evil than ever! Ah, and did you bring back a sample of her flesh for me as well? Good news indeed! Now if only cloning was legal, hmmm, that never stopped me befor" You tap Professor Logan on the shoulder. "No, of course I am not going to clone this undead flesh and unlease another monster. What would make you think I would do a thing like that?! Oh, reward! Well, I don't have anything that special to give you, perhaps this hefty sum of credits will do!"

"Well, I did not manage to strength... err cure the Zombie plague, but good news regardless! I know the weakness of the damned undead rats, and I think I can craft you a device of such zombie-smashing proportions you mind might explode just thinking about it! Now... what did I need again?" says Professor Logan looking around for a list. "Here it is! Ah, yes. Zombies are extremely weak to heat based weapons, and it just so happens I can create you a rather exquisite one. I will just need the following items: xarohT adaJ 1 ... that does not sound right at all!" Professor Logan flips the paper over. "Ok, here is what you will need to bring me: 2 Pumpkins, 1 Orange Spooky Candle, 1 Topaz Thorax and 1 Jade Thorax. Once I have all that here at my laboratory, I will set to work on a fearsome pumpkin based projectile, a Jack o' Lantern Thorax!"

"Here it is!!! The ultimate zombie killer every to be created, ever to be even dreamed! Wait! Why did I make a zombie killing weapon... now you'll go out and kill all the zombies! That won't... err um, yes, that would be excellent. Well, goodbye Simon, it was very nice working with you."

"Strange creatures of the dark, aren't they, Simon... These Vampyres, they have the ability to steal your shields, you know?

What's even more interesting though, is source of their power, they get their power from this strange energy source... Some kind of life force...

If you bring me some materials, I might be able to make some device which allows you to harness this life force..."

"You got everything I asked for? Good... I'll be back in a moment"

Van Icesing disappears into another room. Some curious flashes of light seep through the door followed by a string of screaming... Everything after that fell silent.

The door swings open, Van Icesing is gone, but the device is sitting on the workbench...

"Why hello Simon" says a very disheveled looking man in a lab coat. "You want to know why I already know your name, don't you? Let's just say there are many things you can learn from the dead. Regardless, since you are the first visitor that I have had in a long time, perhaps you can help me." Professor Logan escorts you to a large room with a series of what seem to be spirits trapped by a containment field. "You see Simon, I research the supernatural, the paranormal ... spectral beings. Noticing that spirits seemed to flock to this place, many years ago I came here and constructed this facility. Since then, there is much I have found out about our ethereal form, their strange energies, and seemingly mystic powers! I could go on and on about all I have learned but let me be direct. My research has been halted due to the escape of five research subjects, ghosts of course. More than likely after their escape, they will have possessed pilots so they can perhaps take care of their last regrets and pass on, but this would lead to a most dire calamity for science! If you would, try to find these missing spirits for me, I was on the brink of a crucial breakthrough in harnessing their spectral energies! I could perhaps reward you if you complete this task for me?

"So you've found them all Simon? Excellent.. excellent. Now that I think of it, what I am about to do would even make my old master, The Mad Scientist proud. That aside, if you wait here, I will rush to finish my project and then perhaps I will have a reward for you!" Professor Logan leaves, and you sit down. What seem like hours pass, and eventually an even more disheveled Professor Logan returns. "HAHAHAHAHAHA, I have done it! I have done it Simon. I have melded the spectral energies of a spirit into the hull of a ship! Yes, just wait until the Mad Scientist hears about this one, he might even invite me up for a burger! Oh, and do not worry about the spirits I used to do this, now that they are trapped within that ship, they will never be able to pass on to whatever the hell awaits after death ... ahem, I mean the death AFTER death! That means you will never have to worry about your new craft! Hmm? I didn't tell you yet? Yes, I am giving you my prototype. Now that I know how to trap the souls of the dead and harness their powers, I can create all manners of ghastly and wonderful devices! Just head to the docking bay, your new ship is there", says Professor Logan right before wandering off mumbling about what horror he's going to concoct for the newest spirit he's captured.

"Hmm, I see you are looking to get a Space Rat Kitten, aren't you? And you came to me? What would possibly make you think that I would have one...." Professor Logan gets defensive. "ALL RIGHT, I do have one. Err, more than one. Actually, I have a lot of them... You see, I raise them for my experiments." He smiles. "I guess I could part with one, but I need a replacement. And I want the replacement young."

"Here you go, but I might not be so nice next time you come asking me for something! I'm busy you know, the universe isn't going to plague itself!"