| Better Killing Through Chemistry (2.1.1) | |
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| Title | Better Killing Through Chemistry (2.1.1) |
| number | {{{number}}} |
| Episode | Episode 2.1 |
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| Mission Supplying | |
| Faction | Zionites |
| Mission giver | Anome |
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Anome: Hello, operative. Now that we know what putrid collection of code rot killed Morpheus, we have to figure out how to destroy it-- a tall order when the program in question is a sentient swarm of flies. Fortunately, several companies in the City produce insecticides lethal to Calliphora vacina, the blowfly species of which the Assassin is composed. Investigate these companies and liberate the chemical formula for an insecticide spray that we can use to avenge Morpheus.
Operator: I'm reading some guard programs in there. Remember, you're just looking for an insecticide formula.
Operator: Damn, damn, damn. if the formula was there, you would have found it by now. I'm not scanning anything that looks the slightest bit promising; I think intel blew it on this one. Leave the building and we'll se if Anome has any other ideas.
Operator: Goals for this area are complete. Find the nearest exit quickly!
Anome: Nothing there? Hm. Well, our searches did turn up another company that may have the type of insecticide formula we need. i didn't want to try them first because they have a heavier security prescence at their facility, but now it seems we have no choice. Search the building for the formula.
Operator: Anome was right about at least one thing: they definately have heavier security there. Hopefully that means they have useful data to guard.
Operator: Well, what the heck? I don't see any useful data in that building, either. Hmm... there's something on one of those guards. See what they've got.
Operator: Huh, a sick notice from their chemical engineer; seems he's working from home today...maybe he's working on something we can use? it's a long shot, but it's all we've got left. head outside while I let my fingers do the walkin'.
Anome: Intel isn't a perfect science, operative; i thought you would have appreciated that by now. i can't be held responsible if some bluepill piece of crud is too damn lazy to drag his bedsore-ridden ass into work on any given day. Sounds like it's time for you to pay them a house call.
Operator: "Knock, knock." "Who's there?" "Zion Bug Exterminators, chump! Give us your insecticide formula!" Right?
Operator: A likely story! I'd search the place thoroughly, if I was you.
Operator: That's the stuff! Now just upload it to a hard and... Uh, yeah, you'd better get out of there. Looks like our friend the chemical engineer just called the fuzz.
Operator: Goals for this area are complete. Find the nearest exit quickly!
Anome: Good. With this formula, we can begin preparations for a poison deadly enough to kill that vile swarm born from the excrement of a dead simulation. Have a nice day!
[Mission completed]
NPCs[]
- Security: Don't move!
- Security: Give yourself up, scumbag!