OMICRON 2.

[OUTPUT: A B Y S S A L O D D I T Y]
[OUTPUT: Is this your last saved game: http://pastebin.com/hH67FsqN]
>...yes?
>hum Space Oddity to self
[OUTPUT: Game loaded successfully.]
Oh please tell me we are a major
[OUTPUT: You are standing in the midst of your ship, just sort of holding this thing you pulled out of a lupine corpse in your hands.]
[OUTPUT: Please enter command.]
>re-examine thing
>attempt to consume object
[OUTPUT: Don't be absurd! You don't need to examine this thing. You know exactly what it is!]
[OUTPUT: You are certain consuming it would kill you instantly.]
>Explain the thing.
[OUTPUT: Oh, of course. It is a VOID SHARD.]
A Movie by John Carpenter
[OUTPUT: A bit of that solution you needed.]
[OUTPUT: Just sort of... imbedded in a wolf corpse?]
[OUTPUT: It is about five inches in length, pulsating with various shades of amethyst and utter darkness.]
[OUTPUT: It radiates with an unseen potency.]
[OUTPUT: What will you do?]
>fınd somewhere to put ıt
[OUTPUT: You place it in your inventory.]
[OUTPUT: That was clearly unexpected.]
[OUTPUT: I-III.]
>run to shıp controls
[OUTPUT: You run to the deck of your ship, abandoning the torn open hatch that could serve as a gateway for who knows what kind of beasts.]
>look around to remember where you are
[OUTPUT: You're on your ship, dingus.]
>go back and patch up shıp
[OUTPUT: You landed at the map temple in the Omicron Sector.]
[OUTPUT: With what?]
>Exit ship.
>wonder if magic is real
>put shard ın hole
>and if so, whether you can do it
[OUTPUT: You exit your ship.]
[OUTPUT: Around you is what appears to be a levitating void continent of arcanium shale with several localized energy pillars.]
[OUTPUT: And, of course, the temple you had come in search of.]
[OUTPUT: The entrance is indeed in sight, though the place might do with an examination beforehand.]
>Examine
>Examine temple.
[OUTPUT: You examine the temple.]
[OUTPUT: It is around thirty meters in total height, probably circa late Valudrian architecture. The entrance is a relatively simple hololock.]
[OUTPUT: You can tell from your weapon that the place is simply coated in useful water-based solutions.]
>Wonder about risk of danger in the temple
[OUTPUT: Hmm. You suppose there could be traps, or horrid creatures, or deadly death fields.]
[OUTPUT: But, as things go, you're pretty sure the place is a one-room shithole devoid of anything but the function of the place.]
>Explain arcanium shale. (I'm just interested in this.)
>Enter
[OUTPUT: You poke the ground a few times with your foot.]
[OUTPUT: Arcanium shale is a dark teal in pigmentation. This stuff forms naturally out in the Void as a result of natural electromagnetic radiation striking colliding bits of psiomaterial.]
[OUTPUT: It's certainly resilient enough for some sort of, say, bomb shelter.]
>Enter
[OUTPUT: You stride over to the door. Simple keypad, with, hilariously enough, superconductive fluid/water-based innards.]
[OUTPUT: You disable the lock easily, and enter the room. The only light source is the one you just unsealed.]
>examine.
>ready weapon
[OUTPUT: You cautiously ready the Lapotron Power Core, and search around.]
[OUTPUT: The place is filled with dust. It has not been used in quite a while, evidently.]
[OUTPUT: Regardless, the area's only thing of note is the central holographic projector containing a map of the entirety of Facet Nine, as well as the locations of the three other VOID SHARDS, it seems.]
>download(?) map
>take?
>check for traps.
[OUTPUT: The projector is about two meters in diameter, so you can't take it directly.]
[OUTPUT: The only trap in the room is the enticing knowledge. The masterminds--they knew exactly how to get to you!]
>Scan hologram and save to the memory of any computer you have on you.
[OUTPUT: You just sort of connect your personal holodevice to the MYSTERIOUS TEMPLE SPACE WIFI, of which there is none, and download the map through direct plug-in. You can now view it, if you wish.]
>view map
[OUTPUT: You open up the map. Your personal device projects a rather large top view of the entirety of Facet Nine.]
[OUTPUT: The only things of note are the black lozenges on the map on the Omicron Sector, Mu Sector, Omega Sector, and Upsilon Sector.]
[OUTPUT: As far as it seems, you've already managed to collect the one here.]
>see if you can learn about each sector
>Recall which sector you're in
[OUTPUT: You are in the Omicron Sector.]
[OUTPUT: You just pulled this place's VOID SHARD from the bisected corpse of a demonic wolf.]
[OUTPUT: There are exactly TWENTY-FOUR sectors. Each features a variety of mysteries the mappers of the facet really didn't care to elaborate on.]
>Recall what void shards do
[OUTPUT: You know what VOID SHARDS are, and what they do. In fact, you're certain you've thought of this very recently.]
>Wonder about existence of other facets
[OUTPUT: Other facets definitely exist.]
>Recall what facets even are
[OUTPUT: Facets are large plotted-out zones of the Void that are not currently inhabited.]
>return to ship
[OUTPUT: You just sort of step over the hunk of metal that was once your door, and reenter your starship.]
>try to fix door
[OUTPUT: You fruitlessly attempt to reattach the hatch to the hinges. You aren't really Potent enough to accomplish this on your own.]
[OUTPUT: However, there are probably some welding tools on board you can use so you can leave this place.]
>find welding tools
[OUTPUT: You manage to find some proper repair equipment whilst "Let Me Drive My Van (Into Your Heart)" continues to play from the audio terminal full-blast.]
[OUTPUT: You successfully manage to hold the heavy metal hatch to the hinges, and seal it back into place.]
>stop audıo termınal
[OUTPUT: That will have to do for now.]
>wonder if audio terminal uses power
>wonder if power is limited
[OUTPUT: You turn off the music.]
[OUTPUT: This thing runs of of its own generator.]
[OUTPUT: For whatever fucking useless reason.]
[OUTPUT: You don't know what convinced you to design it like that.]
>See which void shard is closest
>Ignoring the one in your inventory
[OUTPUT: You plug your personal holodevice into the navicomputer, and upload the map into the system. ]
[OUTPUT: Looking into the thing, it appears as if the one in the Mu Sector is closest, though you'll still have to pass through either Zeta Sector or Epsilon Sector.]
>recall anything you know of Zeta and Epsilion sectors
[OUTPUT: Hmm. ]
[OUTPUT: You're actually near the border betwixt the Epsilon and Omicron Sectors.]
[OUTPUT: Otherwise, the Epsilon Sector of Facet Nine is infamous for its vicious and deadly groups of voidspace pirates.]
>What about the Zeta Sector?
[OUTPUT: The Zeta Sector has been found to oftentimes suddenly be the focal point of spontaneous singularities in spacetime.]
[OUTPUT: You'd presume it is due to the fact that they dropped The Oracle off in there.]
Hmm
I say go through Zeta.
Crystal?
>Make a route through Zeta Sector
Yeah, Zeta.
>Zeta.
[OUTPUT: You tap the screen of the navicomputer several times to zoom into the sector, and trace a plot through it to the Mu Sector.]
[OUTPUT: Embark?]
>Yes
>Yes
[OUTPUT: You start up the main drive's delta-sequence core, and confirm the course.]
[OUTPUT: You're off in transit almost immediately.]
>Look at ETA
[OUTPUT: ETA: Approx. an hour and a half.]
[OUTPUT: Of course, it comes to mind just now that you've just welded the only door shut.]
[OUTPUT: You'll probably have to deal with that later, though, considering that you are already moving.]
[OUTPUT: What will you do to pass the time?]
>Wonder how big a sector is.
[OUTPUT: Sectors vary in size, from 108 raits to twelve thousand.]
[OUTPUT: You still have that corpse over there in the hall.]
>Check inventory
>Begin purifying the water from the corpse and adding it to your arsenal.
[OUTPUT: You would play it, but there's still that corpse over there.]
[OUTPUT: With a bit of manipulation from your Lapotron Core, you manage to separate anything harmful from the fluid in the lupine corpse, and use it to fill several vials.]
[OUTPUT: +3 Water Vials.]
[OUTPUT: You check your inventory.]
[OUTPUT: INV: Lapotron Power Core, Medkit x2, Water Vial x4, Gluon Destabilizer x3.]
>Wonder where you might get more medkits
>feel your thrist
>Don't do that
What
People need to drink
[OUTPUT: You could probably get more medkits from a supply station out near the edge of the facet. You supplied there before you got here.]
[OUTPUT: There might also be some out in the facet proper.]
>Recall currency used, and how much of it you have
[OUTPUT: You aren't really THAT thirsty. But, if push comes to shove, you can just absorb water vapor from the air, with some aid from your weapon.]
[OUTPUT: Ah, yes. Currency.]
[OUTPUT: You've got a meager 350 cash strings.]
[OUTPUT: Unfortunately not of the orcish variety.]
[OUTPUT: Anyhow, occupation.]
[OUTPUT: You're mostly just a repair girl for some of the military's computers, and such, but you may or may not have been sent to this mission here as punishment for all the gambling.]
>Redirect route to stop by supply station
[OUTPUT: Alright. You want to go back to the supply station?]
>See how out of the way it is
>Also, recall what you're trying to make a cure for
[OUTPUT: Well, it is back near where you started, and it will probably take five days to get there, assuming you don't have to pass through the military checkpoints near Facet 13.]
Well then
>No
[OUTPUT: You continue along your current path through the Zeta Sector.]
[OUTPUT: ETA: Forty-five minutes.]
[OUTPUT: What now?]
>Imbıbe voıd shard despıte ıts lethalıty
>clean up corpse so you don't catch void plague
>or something
[OUTPUT: You're trying to find the organizer mechanisms for the Infinity Eye, which can probably deal with all of the spacetime anomalies you've seen around quite a bit.]
[OUTPUT: You're pretty sure your superiors thought you would die before you completed your task.]
[OUTPUT: You toss the dehydrated corpse halves into the backup engine mechanism, and incinerate them.]
[OUTPUT: The thing exudes a large amount of dark gas upon destruction, and you close the door before it can reach you.]
[OUTPUT: No idea what that might do.]
>Vent the room, if possible
>The backup engine room, that is
[OUTPUT: Well, there's always unsealing the emergency locks.]
[OUTPUT: You just sort of unlock the equivalent of a miniature airlock, and watch as the vaccum sucks everything not bolted down into the void.]
>Lock them again
[OUTPUT: You reseal the airlocks.]
>Wonder if your air supply is limited
>Wonder if your air supply is limited
Huh, this looks interesting
[OUTPUT: Anyhow, your air supply should be fine. The Arcane Reconstitutor should be able to deal with that, after all.]
>Wonder if that thing you killed was sapient
[OUTPUT: If you had wanted to do that, you should have done an autopsy and dissection.]
[OUTPUT: Both of which you have no idea how to perform.]
[OUTPUT: You're no medical professional.]
>Try not to get PTSD or something
>Recall about your internet friends
[OUTPUT: Oh, don't worry. Your mind is already broken enough. A little PTSD will just be the newest and most interesting issue.]
[OUTPUT: Ah, yes. Internet friends.]
[OUTPUT: You pull up your latest texts. ]
[OUTPUT: Delta, and wow you thought you had more friends than that. Oh.]
>Recall who he(?) is
[OUTPUT: He's a military technician you met back at training. He went more along the arcane lines of work, though.]
[OUTPUT: All of those absurdly deadly bioschemas, and all that.]
[OUTPUT: Anyhow, the only contacts you have are literally Delta, and your parents. That's it.]
>Recall Grayhold
[OUTPUT: You can do better than just recall it! You pull up the map system on your navicomputer, and exit the facet, heading over to the Grayhold zone on the screen.]
[OUTPUT: There it is, in all its twisted, degrading glory.]
[OUTPUT: Before you can wonder a bit more about the general area, a hissing sound flows through the halls.]
>Look around
>Ready weapon
>look around for a quick escape
[OUTPUT: Looking around within the ship, Lapotron Power Core at hand, you discern nothing occurring within the ship...]
[OUTPUT: Yet?]
>Hiss back at the hissing
>Look outside
[OUTPUT: You feel like an idiot, but you hiss back at it anyway.]
[OUTPUT: Anyhow, you peer out the window.]
[OUTPUT: You turn back around a few seconds later, a dazed look in your eyes. Welp, you knew it was a bad idea to go through the Zeta Sector.]
what
Uh oh.
>Peer through window, describe what you see
[OUTPUT: You turn around, and look right back through that damn window.]
>Get jumpscared
[OUTPUT: All you can see is gray plasmatic psioenergy, pulsating and weaving about your vessel darkly.]
>Recall why that's a bad thing
[OUTPUT: As somebody who has read up a bit about the dangers of the area, you can safely say that this is indeed connected to The Oracle prototype superweapon His Imminence left out here to dispose of.]
>Recall who Her Imminence is
[OUTPUT: Ah, GRAY DIAMOND.]
[OUTPUT: The Overseer, MUSHARRAF, your Diamond, whatever.]
>Prepare to repel this phenomenon. If it can be repelled, that is.
[OUTPUT: You really have no idea what this thing is, or how it works, nor do you think you're smart enough to figure it out.]
>Look it up on the internet
[OUTPUT: You attempt to look it up on your phone.]
[OUTPUT: ERROR. CLASS FIFTY-FOUR CLEARANCE REQUIRED FOR FURTHER ACCESS.]
>In that case... ENGINES FULL! Escape attempt time!
>Recall yoour clearance level
class
[OUTPUT: Alas. Government censors.]
[OUTPUT: You recall your clearance level of five, for an IT worker, as you rush down to the deck.]
[OUTPUT: Leaping into the seat, you bring up the engine levels menu you redesigned.]
>hold on
>Ask Delta
[OUTPUT: You're in luck. He's online. What do you say?]
[OUTPUT: You put the engines to full thrust in the meantime.]
>Tell him what's going on, ask for advice
[OUTPUT: He replies almost immediately.]
[OUTPUT: "Okay, why the FUCK are you out in Facet 9, and why are you trying to go through the only fucking sector in the place with a deadly active superweapon floating around in it."]
>Say you're on a mission
>Say it sounded better than facing pirates
[OUTPUT: You can practically sense him pulling his hair out at that.]
[OUTPUT: "Okay, read this carefully."]
[OUTPUT: "You are going to have to use some sort of ionic projectile weaponry, and alter it with some sort of psionic filter, which you've probably got somewhere in that junk heap. Fire it at the thing's core, and you should be able to disable it for long enough to get out of the anomaly, and escape the sector."]
[OUTPUT: "Do not, and I repeat, do NOT, allow the core to come in contact with the ship."]
>Go find those things
>Make sure the ship doesn't drive into the core
Fly
[OUTPUT: You keep the thing on autopilot to avoid all physical objects.]
[OUTPUT: Then, you'll have to actually search for the filter. You know where you ion cannon is. You can access it from the deck.]
>Recall if you have a psionic coffee machine
>Otherwise, check the storage room, if there is one
[OUTPUT: Oh, man, that would be great. Sadly, you are but an IT technician with hydrokinetic capabilities. You don't get paid enough for a psionic coffee machine.]
[OUTPUT: You duck into the storage chamber, and look at the mess of machinery. Do you search piles one, two, or three?]
>Search pile one first.
(Because why not.)
[OUTPUT: Alas, bad luck. No psionic filter.]
[OUTPUT: The hissing grows ever louder.]
>check pile number two
[OUTPUT: Nothing there either.]
>check third pile
>Search the last pile, desperately.
[OUTPUT: You desperately shift through the third pile, and pull out the crystalline matrix of a psionic filter. Shaking, you run back to the deck.]
>steady nerves
>do the thing, I guess
[OUTPUT: "I AM TOTALLY CALM HERE!!"]
[OUTPUT: You quickly slide the psiofilter into the additive slot of the ion cannon.]
> find the core
[OUTPUT: How will you do so? You can't exactly see it.]
>Scan. Somehow.
Hmm
>If that doesn't work, ask Delta
[OUTPUT: Ah, yes. The ship sensors I'm sure you all forgot about.]
[OUTPUT: You tap the screen of the thing, and drag into a more localized area.]
[OUTPUT: The scan coming up says there's something especially potent on your left.]
>ready weapon
>try not to flip the fuck out
>Turn the ship so you can see to the left.
[OUTPUT: There is nothing to see in any direction but gray psionic energies.]
>Fire wildly at the general direction
[OUTPUT: Would anybody like to second this?]
>How many shots do you have with this modified weapon?
[OUTPUT: The psionic filter will probably be out of energy by shot fourteen.]
>ponder what would happen if you fired wildly
>fly closer to the core, but not too close
[OUTPUT: Then you'll just have a regular ion cannon.]
>think of ways to recharge the filter
[OUTPUT: You take control of the ship once more, and sail slightly to the left.]
[OUTPUT: You can't.]
[OUTPUT: These things are rather fragile. They shatter when overused.]
>check if you can see core noe
>Fire one shot to the left, then fly a bit in that direction. If you can't see anything, re-scan and fire at the area with the strongest energy concentration.
Now*
>Actually, do Fse first.
[OUTPUT: Everything is gray. You cannot see ANYTHING.]
>ask delta how to find the corr
Core
>try to be cool
[OUTPUT: You are two busy dying internally to be cool.]
>Re-scan to see if we can localize the core more. If you can't find it, ask Delta.
>Concur
>agree
[OUTPUT: A second localized scan reveals it is nearly directly on your left. Don't let it touch you. If you do, it'll instantly annihilate you, remember!]
>CRAP CRAP CRAP FIRE AT IT NOW
>ONE SHOT
>Fire
[OUTPUT: Your eyes go wide, and you fire a shot to the left. ]
[OUTPUT: In your panic, you manage to, uh.]
[OUTPUT: Miss.]
>FIRE AGAIN
>Calm yourself. With steady hands, fire again.
1/14 shots used.
[OUTPUT: Okay, okay. Everything is going to be /fine/. You take several deep breaths, and fire once more.]
[OUTPUT: The hissing ceases.]
>get the fuck out
>Quickly, pilot yourself away from the core.
>In other words, GTFO.
>GEE TEE EFF OH
>try not flip the fuck out
[OUTPUT: You immediately set the engines on to full thrust, and continue along your course. As you pass by the dissipated energies, you can see the core.]
[OUTPUT: It appears to be an eight ball about twice the size of your fist.]
>Examine core
[OUTPUT: Just sort of floating in the Void.]
Hmm
>ponder if it is a magic eight ball
>Measure fist
>Thank Delta profusely
[OUTPUT: It's a goddamn fist. What measurement would you like to use?]
[OUTPUT: Cubits?]
Centimeters
>Seconding the thank Delta plan.
[OUTPUT: Well, you get space inches instead.]
[OUTPUT: And it is about six and a half of those.]
[OUTPUT: Anyhow, you thank Delta profusely over text.]
[OUTPUT: He is no longer online. Nobody to save you now.]
[OUTPUT: What will you do?]
>stay calm find inner strength within
>Wonder how you can see if people are online when you're texting
Pesterchum
Skype
[OUTPUT: ETA: Fifty seconds.]
>Ready yourself
[OUTPUT: You just sort of sit in your seat, breathing in and out.]
>remind yourself to get thearpy
[OUTPUT: What's thearpy?]
>therapy
[OUTPUT: You are officially in the MU SECTOR.]
>Head towards void shard
>and then remind yourself to buy a dictionary
>Check if map updated when you took that void shard
[OUTPUT: Hold on just a second. You've just narrowly evaded death, and you want to just dive into an uncharted zone without scanning it?]
>Scan it
[OUTPUT: You activate the scanners, and sit back. Just relax. You are probably not going to just die horribly, unless you have a panic attack, hit your head, and bleed to death alone in an infinite abyss of nothingness.]
>don't do that
>think of creating a stress bar mentally
>showing how close you are to a mental breakdown
[OUTPUT: Hah, wouldn't it be great if you could have bars like that in real life. Sadly, this is real life, and you neither understand your emotions, nor are you capable of monitoring them that closely.]
[OUTPUT: This isn't some sort of, say video game, where that happens, after all.]
>Look up the art of meditation
[OUTPUT: Okay. ]
[OUTPUT: You print off a few things on meditation. Given your shit on-board printer, they'll be ready to read wherever by the end of the day.]
[OUTPUT: Your scan has been completed.]
>Check scan
[OUTPUT: General sweep reveals exactly three landmasses.]
[OUTPUT: A larger one, and two sort of void-islands.]
[OUTPUT: Nothing else is out there currently. In this Sector, at least.]
>start repressing everything that has happened to you today
[OUTPUT: Cross-checking the navicomputer map, you can tell that shard is on the large landmass. However, the islands between you and the thing are exuding copious amounts of passive energy. ]
>Contemplate leaving Grayhold
[OUTPUT: Oh, you've MORE than contemplated quitting. But, there's nobody else who'd let somebody like you work for them.]
>begin doublethinking, none of this happened but at the same time it is
>Check maps, Internet, whatever, for information on small islands
[OUTPUT: Now, you check the maps for information on the islands.]
[OUTPUT: Energy readouts appear to correlate to the ones you might find emerging from, say, medical serums.]
>Slowly approach one of the small islands
[OUTPUT: You turn the engines down to low.]
[OUTPUT: ETA: around half an hour.]
>check the time
[OUTPUT: With low engine power, that is.]
[OUTPUT: You check the time.]
[OUTPUT: It appears to be around eleven at night.]
[OUTPUT: Sounds reasonable enough to continue to both you and the narrator.]
>begin calming self
[OUTPUT: "Everything is fine. This is fine. Whew."]
>glance around for a fire
[OUTPUT: You're on your ship. There is no fire.]
[OUTPUT: Plenty of water, though. Well, on you.]
No memes in sight
>Wonder how long it'd take to save up for a psionic coffee machine
What a relief
[OUTPUT: Hmm. Well, as aforementioned, you've got 350 cash strings.]
>Also, take out psionic filter
[OUTPUT: A standard psionic coffee machine generally costs about 20,000 cash strings, ignoring building costs later.]
[OUTPUT: You pull the psionic filter out of the ion cannon terminal. It is slightly cracked, but otherwise entirely intact.]
>Recall salary
[OUTPUT: Your monthly salary is about 300 cash strings.]
Well
>decıde agaınst gettıng a psıonıc coffee machıne
>contemplate prıce of perfectly normal coffee machı en
[OUTPUT: You decide not to buy a psionic coffee machine.]
[OUTPUT: You've actually got a regular coffee machine.]
>make coffee
>Wonder how much you could sell ship for
[OUTPUT: What kind of coffee would you like to produce.]
[OUTPUT: Also, there is no way in HELL you are selling this thing for a FUCKING psionic coffee machine.]
>Don't do that, but still answer the question
>A mocha frap
[OUTPUT: Oh, you don't know. Maybe 8,000 cash strings, if you were extremely fortunate.]
>also wonder how old you are
[OUTPUT: You make a mocha frappuccino.]
Blah
[OUTPUT: Also, you're 24.]
>drink it and begin your caffiene addiction
[OUTPUT: What do you mean, begin?]
>Why is a psionic coffee machine so expensive?
[OUTPUT: It's psionic. ]
[OUTPUT: By which I mean corporate greed.]
[OUTPUT: ETA: fifteen minutes.]
>Cheer yourself up with amusing animal videos on the Internet
>or memes
>don't do that
[OUTPUT: Why not?]
>you refuse to waste time upon the internet
>your life is already ruinned
>Fill the hole in your heart with memes
[OUTPUT: Before the gray voice finishes speaking, you have pulled up Youtube.]
*the voice voice sulks*
[OUTPUT: Hot tears have nothing on the casual pain of existing, anyhow.]
*gray voice
>recall where you're from
[OUTPUT: Uh, Earth? ]
>wonder how your family is
[OUTPUT: Your parents are probably asleep right now.]
[OUTPUT: You are, as was implied earlier, an only child.]
Hmm
>Recall how you joined Grayhold
>click on another video
[OUTPUT: No. You are done moping. You are going to DO this shit.]
>get hyped as fuck
>You can do this shit
[OUTPUT: As you rise from your chair, the audio terminal begins to play fucking "Like A Comet". ]
[OUTPUT: ETA: Now.]
>you love moments like this
>grab your weapon, prepare to kick ass
[OUTPUT: Now, the pressing problem.]
[OUTPUT: You welded the only door in the ship shut.]
>Kick it open
>like a badass
[OUTPUT: Uh, how? It has been welded shut. You aren't some muscular brute.]
>cough and try to think of alternate exits
>look for steroids or equivalent
>fınd weldıng equıpment agaın
[OUTPUT: You awkwardly fake-cough, and look to the welding equipment on the floor next to the hatch.]
[OUTPUT: Oh, fuck this, you think. You grip the Lapotron Power Core.]
>blast the fuck out of the door
>don't do that
>How will you fix it?
[OUTPUT: You don't do that.]
[OUTPUT: You have some scrap metal in the storage room, as you very well know from finding the filter.]
Hmm...
>Unweld the door
[OUTPUT: You just sort of use the plasma cutter on the welding tools to diffuse the edges of the hatch, and force it down.]
[OUTPUT: The arcanium slate below becomes visible with a bit of dust.]
[OUTPUT: Would you like to save your game?]
Yes
>y
[OUTPUT: Saving...]
[OUTPUT: Saving...]
[OUTPUT: Save complete. Quitting game.]
[OUTPUT: Thanks for playing.]