Dexter knocks on the door.  "Mister bot, please open the door!"  He shrugs back at the others.  "Hey, it doesn't hurt to ask."

If you want to try to talk the robot out, you will need to use Management/Con Games or Intimidation.  Let me know if that's what you want to do.  Or you could try to blow the door open.  However, Brian-R's explosives do look rather powerful.

Harry-Y says, "Yeah, talk him down.  That makes great drama."

Brian-R says, "No, explosions are better.  People love to watch explosions."

In response to Dexter, the scrubot says, "No, no, no, no.  What have I done?"  It makes a muffled sound that almost sounds like...crying.

(OOC: Sure, use Management or whatever.  Not intimidate.  Try the nice guy approach first.)

Dexter affects a sympathetic tone.  "What is it you've done, mister bot?  Is there a problem?"

(I'm using intimidate)

CL goes for the good shooter bad shooter approach, "You better tell him or we will blow the bolts out of you!"

"I don't know what I did," the scrubot says.  It unlocks the office door and scoots back as you open the door.  As you enter, you find that it is trying to scrub off and clean blood off its hands.  Then it puts them behind its back to hide them.  "They're dirty," the scrubot says.

Inside is a simple office, with monitoring stations for the vats and a personal workstation.  Mark-R's corpse is here, and it's pretty clear he was killed by the bot.  His body does, after all, smell pine fresh.

The scrubot moves to the body and begins cleaning it aggressively and vacuuming blood off the floor.  "Too dirty," he says.  "I'll clean this up in a snap."

Dexter-R gestures to Vixcis-R to get the recording going, then addresses the bot again.  "Do you mind if I give you a quick checkup, scrubot?"  If the bot consents, Dexter-R will move up and check the bot's memory and programming.

Ginger checks out the PDC of Mark-R.  "Maybe the secrets of my dead friend's death by vat can be solved by what's in this PDC," she says.

Dexter starts checking out the scrub bot, which is compliant with his demands.

The PDCs for Ginger, Vicsis, Dexter and CL beep, although not at the same time.

Dexter finds a virus in the code of the scrubot.  The virus appears to define spamming as the ultimately dirty activity, with some extra code used to identify spammers over the network.  The virus' creator's signature appears to have the following message:  "Mister Bubbles created by Alley G8R.  Phreaks Phorever!"

Ginger checks out the dead man's PDC.  It has a start up screen that says, "Hiya Hottbott!"

His PDC beeps with an incoming message, which reads:

From Hottbott5883
To Undisclosed recipients
Subject that site you showed me

WOW they have EVERYTHING
Wakey-Wakey, QuietTime, you name it!  LOWE$ST PRICE$ at 38-171-14/C5:A1:80

Click here to be removed from this list

"Someone seems to have altered your programming, scrubot.  Someone named... Ally G8R, spelled Gee Eight Are."  Dexter tries to make a copy of the programming as evidence, labelling it with the bot's serial number, time and date.  Once that's done, Dexter asks Ginger, "Say, what do we do once we're done with our mission?  Who do we report to?"  Dexter checks his PDC to see if there's anything about the mission.

Vixcis thinks a bit humming to her self
and then burst out into song

"Alley!!!...gee eight are!!
Gee rate are!!
hmmm
Great are
Gate Are"

no that's not right
Aleey gateare!
Alligator!!"

Ah ha!! I figured it out...it was an alligator!

*Vixcis's groupies all scream with fright and huddle together*

"When behind lines, we can only report to ourselves." CL says and pretends to spit on the floor. He doesn't want a crazy scrubbot doing anything stupid… or uh, as programmed.

"Let's get some more clues," Ginger says with a sigh.  "Tell me if you see any ghosts."  She tries to get into the workstation.

Dexter realizes that you report to the transbot to take you to debriefing.  There is nothing on the PDC about the mission.

Tapping into the workstation (hacking roll success), Ginger finds a hidden program called BulkSell, used for spamming.  The user name was "Hottbott."

CL's PDC beeps.
Vicsis' groupies are getting unwieldy outside.  It looks like they might turn over a vat.

Ginger continues looking through the workstation.  She finds (data search success roll):

(1) a bunch of e-mails of interest, including one a few days ago from an unidentified sender (using the fake name "Alley G8R") that says, "Take me off my list for real or I'll kill you."

(2) another e-mail from just an hour or so ago from Marco-G!  It says, "More names for the list under our standard arrangement," and then it lists the names of CL, Dexter, Vicsis, and Ginger!

Ginger continues looking (Data Analysis roll failed) but finds nothing about the e-mails.

The scrubot eyes the spit on the floor and goes over to clean it.

Harry-Y says, "Come on guys, play out your parts.  Let's entertain our audience."  The cameraman moves around to catch your every move like the ultimate crime scene investigators.
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Ginger says, "So what do you guys think is the source of this spam?  It looks like that's what caused the scrubot to go crazy, right?  Maybe that's our real mission.  And what about Marco?  He sold us out.  He said he was going to the R&D department.  Why don't we go ask him a question or two?"

CL removes himself from the list and replies to Ginger, "ITS THOSE DARN BETAS! Back from their graves! I'll bet anyone a credit it is!"

"Should we disable this BulkSell software before we go?  Let me try to have a look in there if you're done.  Maybe I'll catch something you missed."  Dexter will try to help Ginger in her computer delving.

All Dexter can really find is that whoever the author of the spam was, was originally on a RED Clearance terminal somewhere in DMM Sector.

Looking around the office some, you find a small pamphlet called "Mass Mail Remote Sales and You."  The author of the pamphlet is none other than Marco-G.

The PDC for Vicsis, CL, Ginger and Dexter all light up and beep.

The scrubot suddenly lights up with a murderous glint in its eye (if that is at all possible).

It says:  "Nasty!  Dirty!  Filthy!  Mister Bubbles says, take me off your list!"

The scrubot grabs its broom and rushes at Dexter with ill intent.

Dexter runs away in an  approximately straight line and yells, "This virus does more than spam!  It spams using the identities of anyone on its list!  The virus must have sent spam with my name on it that the bot has detected!"  Dexter does not stop running until the scrubbot is gone or disabled.

Ginger says, "Now's the perfect opportunity to use my self-aiming slugthrower!"  She whips out the slugthrower, aims it at the scrubot, and fires.

Ginger fires the self-aiming slugthrower.  The gun twists around in her hands, apparently ready to self-aim at someone other than her intended target.

[Anyone want to spend perversity points to help decide which target it chooses?  You can use a private or public post for that.]

Dexter begins running.  He will probably be out of the line of fire of the slugthrower.  Everyone else is within its range.

Ginger says, "Oops!"

PM

Run for my life!

"Damn betas got into our guns!" He growls and hits the deck.

The gun twists around in Ginger's hands and the shot hits...GUNTHER!

Gunther flops to the ground.  The shot is...lethal, and he dies, his clone still burning from the shot with a smell liked cook beef.  Your stomach reminds you that you are hungry, but you remember that you were going to go to R&D to try to get the spammer who's put you on his list.