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[Masterpiece]

Pistorious turns to meet Linds gaze and shouts

"I left my blood sample on my desk as a proof! I'm pretty sure Chaos is already testing it anyhow!"

[ankhtahr]

"Woohoo! Finally a fun task to do! Thanks Prof! But why not vote for yourself, so you can get rid of all doubts?

On the other hand, there only seems to be one person who 'slept' through all the explanations."

Test J!

[TheEvilDog]

The count so far:
Masterpiece - 1
Method of Madness - 1
ChaoSera - 1
J - 1

The day will finish in a little over 90 minutes.

[cesium133]

As far as I know, all you bastards are contaminated with that crap, but I guess if we're gonna test someone, let's test Masterpiece. I'll be hiding in the radio shed, trying to reach someone who will get me the hell out of this place.

[Masterpiece]

Pistorious looks around the group, his head hanging in defeat.

"I'm telling you, you're wasting a vote. But I can't blame you, I'd vote for myself in this case too."

He turns towards the base.

"I'll be in the medbay if you need me. Ankh..."

he turns his head towards him

"I could use your help later."

[Game and Watch Forever]

"As much as I don't like the Prof, I think he's being honest. Unfortunately, we need to test somebody. Why not drag one of the ones who haven't bothered showing their faces around here? I say we test Black Sword."

[mtmerrick]

Test ChaosEra

Because why not 

[henri bemis]

"Christ, I know this isn't helping, but I think we should test the commander first.  He's going to be in charge of any armed resistance we might need, and I'll sleep a hell of a lot better knowing the guy with the guns isn't an impostor."

test Unicorn

[mtmerrick]

OOC: what happens if its a tie?

[TheEvilDog]

If there is a tie, it'll go to Unicorn as Base Commander to decide who gets tested.
Anyway, the count:
Masterpiece: 2
ChaoSera: 2
Method of Madness: 1
J: 2
Black Sword: 1
Unicorn: 1

[TheEvilDog]

Also, you have 45 minutes before the end of the day.

[de_la_Nae]

((I voted for Primo. ))

[TheEvilDog]

And fixed

[de_la_Nae]

((I'm a little busy this second, but I'll switch my vote to Test J. Have fun, Commander! ))

[TheEvilDog]

((You little gimp.....  ))

[Masterpiece]

"...wait!"

Pistorious stumbles back into the group, barely able to keep himself on his feet, in his left hand clutching an almost emptied bottle of scotch.

"I redact my vote for ChaoSera, and instead vote to test myself!"

He tries to maintain his balance, but instead tumbles into the snow, leaning on his free hand, his face lighted by the flickering of the burning corpse in their middle.
"because, because I want you to trust me!"
his gaze is lost in thought as his face forms a sick, resigned grin, that quickly turns into a laugh of resignation.
"but you know the best part? Knowing that I'm innocent now doesn't help you jack."
another cruel laugh as he takes a last, long sip out the bottle. Coughing from the liquor, he continues,
"because now the Thing knows you'd trust me and I'd be a prime target to be consumed. What if I am turned tonight? How long until I am turned?

Can you know for sure that I'll still be innocent tomorrow?"

slowly getting to his feet, he turns to face Cesium and looks him directly in the eye, his face inches from Cesiums.
"can you?"
as he turns back towards Station door 3, the rest of the crew hear him mumble
"and all this while, this Thing is still lurking amongst us.

At least I'll be doing something constructive while I await my death."

[cesium133]

Dammit, how the hell did you find my stash of scotch! I need that for the boring nights when I sing Freebird into the radio... uh, I mean when I'm radioing home base for help... yeah...

[TheEvilDog]

Slicing his hand open, Masterpiece lets some of the blood drip into a petri dish. Letting one of the others heat up a steel nail, Masterpiece smiled as the hot nail was dipped into the blood....and fizzled as nothing happened.

He was uninfected.

For now.

Night 1 Begins

(Everyone, if you have a role, get your PM in sooner rather than later)

[de_la_Nae]

Grimaces as she contemplates an amphetamine pill. "Maybe we should sleep in shifts? Leave 2-3 people awake at every moment, guarding the others?"

[Zingoleb]

(OOC: if the test is just blood in a nail plus a hot nail, then why can't everyone be tested at once? ...)

[cesium133]

OOC: Not having seen the movie, but having seen the South Park episode about lice, is this "testing" method based on the South Park episode or did the South Park writers get it from the movie?

[Zingoleb]

(South Park got it from the movie - I've only caught about ten minutes of The Thing, but it really was enough.)

[cesium133]

(So I guess the alien blood is supposed to have a violent reaction to iron... why not just shoot everyone with a nailgun in an inconspicuous body part, then?)

[Masterpiece]

((OOC: That's why I tried the spectrometer thing, but TED insisted on staying loyal to the source.))

[mtmerrick]

(So I guess the alien blood is supposed to have a violent reaction to iron... why not just shoot everyone with a nailgun in an inconspicuous body part, then?)

(what "inconspicuous" body part would YOU like to be nail-gun'd in? )

[TheEvilDog]

(Unicorn - you guys only have one nail. Really, the base is just a ramshackle hut in the middle of a frozen desert. And it needs to be sterilise so its put into an autoclave for 24 hours....its the 1980s, equipment was really, really crap and the Thing is really, really infectious.)

(Cesium133 - Its not the nail or the iron that affects the Thing. Its the heat. When separated from the body, it becomes another organism and exposing it to heat is similar to taking a hot brand to someone's face. Its going to provoke a reaction, thus showing who is a Thing.)

(To the pair of you. Shame on both of you for never watching a classic of the horror genre.)

(GM AWAY!)

[cesium133]

(So I guess the alien blood is supposed to have a violent reaction to iron... why not just shoot everyone with a nailgun in an inconspicuous body part, then?)

(what "inconspicuous" body part would YOU like to be nail-gun'd in? )

No, you're not going anywhere near that one. 

(Unicorn - you guys only have one nail. Really, the base is just a ramshackle hut in the middle of a frozen desert. And it needs to be sterilise so its put into an autoclave for 24 hours....its the 1980s, equipment was really, really crap and the Thing is really, really infectious.)

(Cesium133 - Its not the nail or the iron that affects the Thing. Its the heat. When separated from the body, it becomes another organism and exposing it to heat is similar to taking a hot brand to someone's face. Its going to provoke a reaction, thus showing who is a Thing.)

(To the pair of you. Shame on both of you for never watching a classic of the horror genre.)

(GM AWAY!)

Ah, okay. The simple ideas never work.

[Zingoleb]

Einhorn narrows his eyes, looking around. He appears mostly steady, though a strong breeze might topple him over were there one. "...Didn't somebody have matches?"

[TheEvilDog]

I know people have a few questions about the game, but a lot of this OOC talk is kind of bogging down the flow of the story, so if possible, would you kindly keep questions about the game in the sign up thread or PM me if you have a particular problem?

[ankhtahr]

"Prof, did I just hear that right? Heat is the best method of identifying these things?" Ankh looks down on the flamethrower he's still holding in his hands. He shrugs. "I guess there is a good reason we don't use this for testing then, otherwise you would have tried it already I assume.
Anyway, what about we always move in groups of three? At least we know that Masterpiece here is one of the good ones. If there are always two people around everyone there is no way this thing could attack one of us without being noticed, unless we put a poor soul into a group with two things. Masterpiece, as the only proven human, would you divide us into groups?

[Masterpiece]

Pistorious, having already gone back inside to the medbay, hears nothing ankh says...

Pistorious sits at his desk, looking at the notes he took when he first inspected the specimen now known as "the thong". He looks up, and starts working.

In the course of the next hour, Pistorious mixes compounds, heats them, and generally acts like a chemist.

[Method of Madness]

*Major Method O. Madness wonders why the Professor is doing such elaborate experiments regarding what sounds like underpants. Major Madness does not know much about science.*

[cesium133]

Masterpiece, I just heard back from the reviewers on the paper you submitted. The response is "Let me see that thong, baby. That thong thong thong thong thong."

[Masterpiece]

((OOC: DAMN YOU AUTOCORRECT!!!))

[Method of Madness]

(OOC: But...thing is a word. Why would it get corrected to thong?)

[ankhtahr]

Ankh turns around,only to discover that Masterpiece is long gone. He looks around.

"Guys, we're meant to stay together. Why do you always disappear and leave me alone?" he says more to himself than to anyone in particular.

He walks into Pistorious' lab and asks him what to do now.

[Thrillho]

Sometimes I really think the dogs understand me better than people do.

[Masterpiece]

Pistorious sits hurdled on his desk, tired from what has been a very long day, but unwilling to succumb to exhaustion. In his hand is what appears to be a syringe filled with a dark green fluid. The empty whiskey bottle fills the air with toxic fumes.
As Ankh enters, he looks up from his notes.

"Hey there Ankh. Fucking mess we're in here, right? Sorry for losing it out there. I'm just so very frustrated that there isn't anything I can do.
People are dying, and we can't stop bickering over whom to test."

He gets up and walks towards the spectrometer. He puts a little of the green fluid in it and starts the machine.
"So in the meantime, I have been working on an antidote."

He shows Ankh the syringe.
"This compound amplifies the human immune response to foreign intrusion, such as that of the Things. It's not useful for killing a Thing, so injecting them with it will be useless, but it should make a human immune to the infection."
He turns around to face his desk.

But it's only a stop gap solution!" he vents in frustration, knocking the whiskey bottle off his desk, "the active ingredient is metabolised way too quickly for the antidote to have any long lasting effect!" He reads the results of the analysis that the spectrometer just printed out, "if I'm reading this correctly (and I have no reason to think otherwise), the antidote will only last for a few hours - enough to get you through the night. And what's worse: my supplies are extremely limited. I can only produce enough for one person a day in good conscience."

He collects his notes concerning the antidote, the spectrometer printout and any notes he wrote about the Thing. "Only I know how to formulate this compound. Not to sound patronising, but none of the others have the necessary knowledge to create this." He looks at the syringe. "This is my life line now. The reason to keep me alive. I will not be a selfish bastard and keep myself immune. So instead I'll provide you with an incentive to keep me alive."
He lights a match and sets fire to his notes. "If I die, you lose your only definite chance of staying alive."

[mtmerrick]

(OOC: But...thing is a word. Why would it get corrected to thong?)

(OOC: Because he uses the word thong a LOT more than the word thing. that's how adaptive typing systems work. )

[TheEvilDog]

Despite the fears and mistrust, it would seem that nothing happened during the night. Everyone appears to be alive and safe.

Another day begins with wary glances and quiet fear.

Day 2 Begins

(Sorry about the late update, my cousin just finished med-school and we went out for drinks to celebrate)

[Method of Madness]

Professor Pistorious (or Pisser, as he likes to be called) tested clean...even if his blood is somehow 103% alcohol. Anyway, I think we can trust him for now.

[Lines]

Well, seeing as he's the only one who really knows how all of this stuff works, I think it's safer to trust him than to not trust him at this point. Especially since he was willing to let us test him. (Which I really did appreciate as a sign of trust, thank you Professor.) But where do we look now?

[Masterpiece]

"Linds, Mr. Method, thank you. Maybe we can still turn this shitstorm of a situation around.
But we need more of this trust, and the only way we can get that is by testing. I have some leads on who might be innocent, but I'm not willing to share this information yet.
In the meanwhile, I agree with what Dr. Henri said yesterday. Commander Einhorn is a trained military commander, he's in charge of this operation, I want to be able to trust him.
And seeing as I had to be tested to be trusted too,

I vote to test Unicorn."

[Method of Madness]

Just Method, actually. Or Major Madness if you wish to be formal.

[de_la_Nae]

"Hm...." looks over at the Pissy doctor and nods. Apparently she agrees with Testing the Commander.

[mtmerrick]

You guys make a logical point. Let's test unicorn

[cesium133]

I radioed for more nails to do testing. No answer. Except for the voices that talk to me whenever someone steals my whiskey stash.

The voices are telling me to vote to test Unicorn.

[ankhtahr]

Still bedazzled by the Masterpiece's explanation, and still wondering whether the explanation was meant for him personally or for the general public, the assistant walks to the group and finds that he agrees with the Prof once again.
"Well, probably the best decision to start at the top of the chain of command."
Test Unicorn
OOC: Please excuse that I don't have the time to RP much currently. Final oral exam on Tuesday, also I only use my phone right now.

[Masterpiece]

((OOC: Everything we say here is for the general public, no? Besides, Method was in the same room, and so were ChaoSera and Unicorn, unless they magically disappeared. I just have fun thinking you're my personal assistant.))

[ankhtahr]

(OOC: I have severe trouble with locating the different actions and participants. I never know whether somebody walked away, if somebody followed and stuff like that. I for instance understood that it was only us two in your lab, and now you've walked back into some kind of meeting room, where the rest of the group is.)