Paranoia: My Name is Troubleshooter

[BlueBard]

ArrMatee starts with a small crate, given that he has a screwdriver with which to help pry off the lid.

ArrMatee:
[spoiler]Orange pencils.  More than you can count.[/spoiler]

[BlueBard]

Spyd slips his findings into a pocket, and looks into a larger box

Spyd:
[spoiler]This large box contains 10 smaller boxes, each of which contain 25 small bags of Algae chips.[/spoiler]

[BlueBard]

Blo will attempt to use the pin from one of the "I Love The Computer" buttons as a cutting/tearing device and attempt to open one of the larger boxes.  If that fails, he'll try using a belt buckle.

The pin works fine as a box opener, more or less.

Blo:
[spoiler]The box contains a large roll of... bubble wrap!  You feel a strong urge to start popping bubbles.[/spoiler]

[BlueBard]

"I found a box of nails," Numb-R says helpfully.

"Matches!" shouts Shoot-O in triumph after ripping open a small box.  "Now that's more like it!"  Shoot-O grabs a few of the small matchboxes and starts shoving them into pockets.

ArrMatee, are you going to continue to focus on small crates?

Spyd and Blo, are you going to stick to opening large boxes?

[Viking]

"I found a bunch of Orange pencils that are beyond my security clearance, Sir!" pipes up ArrMatee.  "Feel free to take any if you think they may be useful, Sir!"

ArrMatee will open one more small crate, after which he'll be tempted into starting on the large crates.

[BlueBard]

ArrMatee opens another small crate.

[gdaybloke]

"Wellmph," says Spyd through a mouthful of algae chips, "I've phound our rationshmph, shir!"

[BlueBard]

"Wellmph," says Spyd through a mouthful of algae chips, "I've phound our rationshmph, shir!"

"Good work, Recruit!" Shoot-O answers as he tears open another small box.  "I found keychains.  Anyone else find something useful?"

[Viking]

"Oh," responds ArrMatee.  "I only found a crate full of grenades."

[BlueBard]

"Grenades!?" Shoot-O exclaims.  "Let me see those!"  Shoot-O hurries over and examines them by the light of the hottorch.

"High explosive," he says.  "We certainly don't need those for training exercises.  But... the way things are now, maybe I'll take a couple of those for 'insurance'."

[Viking]

"Should I presume that you do not want any of us Trainees to be carrying any of these grenades?" asks ArrMatee innocently.  "Purely as a tactical observation, I imagine that anyone using the Exo-Skeleton would be capable of hurling a grenade far further than another teammate.  Should that become necessary."

ArrMatee has made a point of leaving Shoot-O with full jurisdiction over the box of grenades, and is now busily working on opening a large crate.  He's doing his best to whistle to the tune of the Happiness Officer's last morale-enhancing composition.  (i.e., to the tune of "Waltzing Matilda")

[Panther_Gunn]

From off to the side, Blo mutters (not completely) to himself:  "ooh!"

[spoiler]Bubbles....so tantalizing....must not pop around instructor with itchy trigger finger....must...resist...[/spoiler]

"*sigh*".  He slowly closes up the box, "Nothing useful here, Citizen Shoot-O."

Blo will then open another large box, but thinking that maybe all the good stuff is in the crates & small boxes.

[The Phantom Eyebrow]

* Numb starts to categorise the nails into neat sets of nine, then opens another small box *

[BlueBard]

"No!" Shoot-O shouts at ArrMatee-R.  "I mean, no, I do NOT want any trainees carrying explosive grenades.  I know for a fact none of you have ever completed the necessary combat training.  I'll just... take a couple extra more..."

Blo-R, you open a large box and...
[spoiler]Find it full of more grenades.  You'd estimate somewhere around 100 of them.  You're not sure what kind of grenade they are, though.[/spoiler]

Numb-R, it's going to take quite a while to sort out the nails.  You're not sure how many there are, but more than a hundred.  If you'd prefer to stop and open another box let me know.

Arr-Matee-R, you attack (figuratively) a large crate.  Inside, you find a large canister of compressed fuel...
[spoiler]You recognize it as the kind of replaceable fuel canister that would power a portable generator or an ATV intended to operate Outdoors.[/spoiler]

Meanwhile, Shoot-O has opened another box.  "Great!"  He pulls out a field telephone.  "We should be able to plug this into an emergency comm panel and talk to HQ!"

[gdaybloke]

Brushing off his hands, Spyd checks out another couple of small boxes.

[BlueBard]

Brushing off his hands, Spyd checks out another couple of small boxes.

Spyd-R, you open a box.  (PM on the way...)

[Viking]

"I found a fuel canister of some sort!" announces ArrMatee, before moving on to another large crate.

[BlueBard]

ArrMatee, you open another large crate.  A pile of sturdy hiking boots falls out.
[spoiler]On closer examination, they're all Righties.[/spoiler]

[Viking]

"Excellent!  I just need to find the corresponding crate filled with hiking boots for the left foot, and we'll have additional footgear options!"

With that, ArrMatee moves onto the next nearest crate.

[Panther_Gunn]

Looking up from his box, Blo calls out: "ummmm.....exactly what does a grenade look like, Citizen Shoot-O?"

[BlueBard]

Looking up from his box, Blo calls out: "ummmm.....exactly what does a grenade look like, Citizen Shoot-O?"

"You found more grenades?" Shoot-O asks eagerly.  He hurries over to examine your find.

"Excellent!  Tear gas grenades!  Completely non-lethal.  We can use these for training.  Everybody grab one.  But if anyone sets one off near me, I'll shove one of the other kind down their jumpsuit.  Got it?"

[gdaybloke]

Sir, yes sir!

Spyd strolls over, grabs a couple, then goes back to looking at boxes.

[Viking]

ArrMatee will follow suit by grabbing a few tear gas grenades.  Does he notice any difference between what a tear gas grenade looks like and a high explosive grenade looks like?

After that, he goes back to opening a big crate.

[BlueBard]

ArrMatee will follow suit by grabbing a few tear gas grenades.  Does he notice any difference between what a tear gas grenade looks like and a high explosive grenade looks like?

After that, he goes back to opening a big crate.

Slightly different configuration and markings.  But to the untrained eye, they're both grenades.

Shoot-O goes wild-eyed as you and Spyd-R grab for grenades.

"I said ONE!" he shouts in exasperation.  However, he doesn't order you to put them back and turns to open another box while shaking his head.

Spyd-R opens another small box:
[spoiler]...And finds a camera to go with his film.  All he needs now is a way to charge the battery.  Also, another PM on the way...[/spoiler]

ArrMatee opens a large crate and finds it carefully packed full of what appears to be cone rifle ammunition.  You fervently hope they aren't the TacNuke variety.

Shoot-O turns his attention to the larger boxes.  "Sweet!" he exclaims.  "Tangler gun ammo!  Now if I can just find a gun..."

[Viking]

"Cone rifle ammunition here, sir!" announces ArrMatee.  "I'll rely on your expert experience as to what form of damaging payload it provides, sir!"

GM:
[spoiler]Has this all been in the grand dysfunctional Paranoia tradition of these boxes and crates being seemingly randomly distributed?  Or does there appear to be any logic by which one might assess where one might find weapons to fire these different forms of ammunition?[/spoiler]

[BlueBard]

Shoot-O looks at the rounds.  "No clue.  The ordinance guys are usually dressed in decon suits when the TacNukes are around, that's how I usually know.  Just... don't touch 'em."

ArrMatee:
[spoiler]You work in PLC and expect there to be a system?  The only system is putting stuff where it fits with a minimum amount of effort and thought.  That's what bar code readers are for.  Too bad you don't have one...[/spoiler]

[Panther_Gunn]

Blo will take one of the Tear Gas grenades, as instructed, putting it into his backpack (into a seperate pocket if there's one available), and then move on to open a small box.

[BlueBard]

Blo-R:
You find what appears to be...
[spoiler]50 short cylinders of shiny brass.  Each has a cone-shaped rounded tip on one end and flat on the other end.  There are no markings to indicate what these might be used for.  Good luck charms, maybe?[/spoiler]

Spyd-R:
[spoiler]You feel your time is beginning to run out.[/spoiler]

Numb-R opens a small box.  "Oooh!  I found a gun of some sort!"

Shoot-O rushes over.  "Great work, Recruit!  I'll take charge of this!"  He promptly loads the weapon with one of the previously discovered tangler gun cartridges and sticks it in his holster in place of one of his other handguns.  He tucks the extra handgun under his belt.

[gdaybloke]

Quickly checking one more box for the third component, Spyd says "We should probably get moving soon, Sir! I've grabbed some rations, and am pretty much about as ready to roll as I can be!"

[Viking]

ArrMatee, upon hearing the urgency in Spyd's voice, quickly straps himself into the exo-skeleton.

"Spyd-R's probably right, Sir!" he calls out.  "I mean, it's only a matter of time before other desperate clones come barging into this place too, right?"