ABS FIESTA REDUX

[blockguy™]

I move along with the rest of the group, not speaking.

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[Harm94]

i think the helmet is more of a protective measure to provide oxygen, reduce concussive damage from hitting your head on something in the roosterpit while being thrown around, and keeping yourself pressurized if the cabin loses its seal

ergo it's more hazmat than it is bullet-resistant

although you could argue that bullets are hazardous materials

The helmets do lots of things like housing the visor, housing the radio equipment, your head is also bobbing around in there so that will offer some protection from smacking your head, it also protect your skull while the pilot is rocketed out as

[Qwepir]

"What a deplorable comeback. Have you ever thought about it, have you ever, really loving thought about it? There's not much to the ship. It does nothing. It sits in a god damned desert and emits radiation. That's all it does! There is absolutely loving nothing that the ship does that is 'divine'! I don't even believe in my fellow Asethian's faith either. The ship has done nothing for me. I've done it all myself."

She laughs at you.
: What a self-absorbed little stuff!

[Gojira]

As what? AS WHAT?
Harm, don't leave us hanging!

[Operator¹]

as you eject, probably

[Tayasaurus]

I walk out into the open, breath in fresh air and let out a belch. I grab my battered helmet and slip it on.

[Gojira]

as you eject, probably

i know i was joking

She laughs at you.
: What a self-absorbed little stuff!

"I swear to loving god if you don't shut up I will deck you."

[blockguy™]

"Hey. Mustache. Shut the forget up."

[Mr. Hurricane]

I feel a wave a searing anger and stop.

If she doesn't shut the forget up I'll send her to her maker.

No.

I loose my posture, hunching slightly. I take a deep breath and allow the anger to burn itself out. There's no reason to get slapped with NJP over fisticuffs.

I turn around and straighten back up, looking down upon the technican from my height. I maintain a relaxed posture.

I close my eyes.

"Relax Steele,"

I look back down at the technician with a displeased look.

"How am I self absorbed? I've put thought into that I believe. Have you put thought into what you believe?" I say calmly.

I still feel the warm coals of anger in my stomach. I turn around again and start shuffling away towards my seat.

[Tayasaurus]

I flip out a little notebook and begin to profile the area. As unfamiliar as the base is, i plan to know it inside and out if i can manage. Also all the best stache locations.

I write down small little details first, as its always better if i can cram in as much of the small things before looking at the big picture. It wasn't that I liked to write, but it kept my anger management in check and focus on more "rational" decisions. That psychotherapist was a damn loving genius in the short time we had before i punched him in the nose.

"I wonder where Kyle is stationed.", I mutter.

I walk over to a storage closet and "borrowed" a folding chair, then proceeded to unfold it in front of a large cargo truck. The shady spot shall suffice.

[Juncoph]

The helmets do lots of things like housing the visor, housing the radio equipment,

i was referring to its protective qualities

 your head is also bobbing around in there so that will offer some protection from smacking your head,

i said it protected the pilot when bumping around in the roosterpit, didnt i?

 it also protect your skull while the pilot is rocketed out as quickly as a jew rockets towards a coin he heard drop

im guessing you're talking about ejecting, in which case the only way you'd be breaking your skull would be from smacking into something. this falls under bumping around in the roosterpit, just not technically.

anyway the argument of it being a paranoia/OCD matter justifies it well enough so w/e

[Qwepir]

"I swear to loving god if you don't shut up I will deck you."

The other kintharians start to take notice of what's going on.
: Just try it, starfish, see what happens this time.

"How am I self absorbed? I've put thought into that I believe. Have you put thought into what you believe?"

: Are you joking? You just said that everything that has happened to you is because of you alone. You have no respect for whatever puts you in a position to accomplish whatever you set out to. Without that ship you wouldn't exist. If we didn't constantly patch your plane up after each and every sortie then you wouldn't even have the opportunity to accomplish jack stuff in your career. But no, you take everything for granted, because it's all about you. What do I believe? I believe that you should acknowledge the circumstances leading up to your life that made it possible, instead of taking all the credit yourself. And while I don't worship the damn thing, I do believe the loving ship is a solid theory for our arrival here considering the evidence surrounding it. Firstly, that the oldest discovered human remains here are dated within 100 years of the oldest tech caches allegedly coming from the ship. And secondly, that there has been no trace discovered of any ancestor of mankind anywhere on this world, indicating we did not evolve naturally on this world like other native species have. So then, if that "irradiated hunk of junk" didn't bring us here, o enlightened one, then what the hell did? You don't believe in your own gods, so let's hear it. What do you believe?

[blockguy™]

"What if we were a land of tribal people, and then the ship came?"

[Theepicman]

Tech Sgt. Takamachi:

[Harm94]

As what? AS WHAT?
Harm, don't leave us hanging!

Weird

as I thought I said, it was also to offer some protection as their done as they are flying out of the roosterpit when ejecting. I don't about that last part. Flying into a rooster pit... I'd imagine you splat like a bug, but who knows. You have stuff like this