Solo Mothership S.1

wanted to play a little, but i don't want to run it rn and don't know anyone nearby who's gonna run it soon. trying out the gradient descent megadungeon. been thinking a lot about nihei's manga.

rolled up Lesli Sartin, they/them, teamster, sharp cheekbones.
vacsuit, rigging gun, salvage droid w/ 2 hours of charge. patched overalls. backpatch reading [DO YOU SIGN MY PAYCHECKS?]. they woke up frozen in a cryopod at the center of the megastructure

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Gradient Descent

33c - 0:10

i woke up in an improvised cryochamber. the pods are jury rigged, there are 9 others besides mine. my name is Lesli Sartin, i don’t know how i got here. my muscles know how to work my rigging gun and close up my vacsuit, and i know these words, so i must have a history.

i had a few things on me when i woke up. my vacsuit, a rigging gun and 100m thread, a folding shove, and a salvage drone in a carrying case. i’ve got cryosickness, hopefully i can find a stimpak soon.

the other cryopods are occupied. every single one of them. i… i want to release these people, but i don’t know where we’d go, and some of them don’t look too friendly. but one is a child. i will try to find a way out, and then, i’ll come back for them, for all of them.

there’s no grav. i picked an airlock at random and went through.

33b - 0:40

a big, plain room. empty, except for racks and handles covering every wall. lots of rubber exercise bands. it must have been a gym, it smells like armpits and blood.

picked another airlock at random. found a hallway with a bunch of intersections. they should label some of these doors.

33e - 0:50

a small room packed with cabling. couldn’t find a way through, but i did find a pouch with a medscanner. i feel ok, didn’t look at myself with it. moving on.

33f - 1:00

another cable room. not gonna bother crawling through there. heading back.

33d - 1:30

uhh i passed through this massive space filled with, furnaces. they glowed and rumbled from the inside, so i assume they’re on? i noticed that there were some lights shining around them and i wanted to grab one, as i’ve been using the drone as an impromptu flashlight. they were, fingers, plastic (i hope) fingers with lights embedded in the tips, arranged in circles around each furnace. and looking at the furnace more closely, i had to get out quick. thick grease, smeared like oil paints, used to paint… suffering. humans, tortured humans, repeated around the entire furnace. i assume the other furnaces had similar images, but i didn’t stick around to check. still need a light.

31c - 1:40

came through a normal, wooden door into an office. shattered glass all over, while the chairs and table were bolted. an android floated above the table, face smashed, unrecognizable, dried milk all over the front and hands. drone has 20 minutes of light left.

31a - 1:50

saved some battery here, some faint emergency lighting. lots of grating, lockers, couple airlocks, open vent leading 100’ away. don’t think i’ll crawl in there yet. lockers were completely empty, but the walls were covered in bullet holes

31b - 2:00

break room. everything shattered apart and floating. coffee? bubbles everywhere. stupid hang in there poster.

34a - 2:10

i’m not sure what i saw. it wants a toolbox. but it flickered, i don’t think it’s actually there. i didn’t want to risk it though. i didn’t want to make it…. her…. mad.