Alyn chuckled. He tried to stifle it a bit, but failed.

"Um yeaaaaah...that's The Duke for ya! Thankfully, my forcefield tends to treat his hijinx as an environmental hazard, so protects me from the indignity of most of it. Thank gawd. You know, like his drool and slobber and stuff. But you guys are at his mercy. Mind you...getting a bit on your face from him is basically like a love-pat. It could be a lot worse..." he said, as he pointed to a pile of eviscerated giant bug things near where the Duke has previously come back to them from. Ones that were distinctly torn apart by the duke, and not Alyn's psionic storm.

"You'll get used to it. Just be thankful he didn't give you sloppy kisses a and huggles. Yes not hugs. Huggles. You can ask Ajak all about what it's like being on the receiving end of THAT one. Although again...it's better than being a pile of gore on the floor like those bugs."

Alyn then considered and added.

"The Duke is VERY enthusiastic about food. And now that we learned there's a kitchen here, it's like he hit won the lottery. Honestly...even I'm mildly intrigued. We got a bunch of crab meat and other stuff maybe we can get turned into better food by these robots or something. Perhaps I can have a crab bisque or something."
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"Fermenting," Ajakstu mutters as he saunters after The Duke.

(Agree on all points. For Pesky's sake I'll also explain that the point of repairing the Doomwalker giant mecha is that a robot named Vomol ("the Seventh Seeker") wants the Doomwalker for his own agenda, and Alyn and the gang don't like Vomol's vibe, so they want to keep it away from Vomol.)




(Hmmmmm. The Duke, give me a new Insightful roll, please.)

In reply to The GM (msg # 76):

ooc: 22:46, Today: The Duke rolled 11 using 2d6+1 with rolls of 5,5.  Insight.

The service robot says "Follow me sir" and off everyone goes, taking about four turns through all-look-the-same corridors.

When you all arrive, though, the kitchen is definitely a kitchen, with many countertops and oven doors, all very fancy-looking.

"WELCOME TO THE MODEL KITCHEN, VISITORS. EVERYTHING IS FULLY-AUTOMATED. WHAT CAN WE MAKE YOU TODAY"

The Duke claps his hands all excited and jumps up and down from sheer excitement when the automated voice is ready to take orders and he bellows extremely excited.

"EVERYTHING!!"

"YES SIR EVERYTHING ON THE MENU IS AVAILABLE. WOULD YOU LIKE TO HEAR THE MENU?"

"Certainly," Ajakstu answers while glancing about to catalog any and all sharp objects.

The menu is rather short, due to supply chain issues involving malfunctions here and there within the facility. There are only four things on it.

(Each of you may name one food or beverage item available.

However, if you schlep the ingredients from the Mant room that you found, you may each name TWO food or beverage items each.

If you bring down the food supplies from your vehicles, you may name THREE food or beverage items each (probably involving Giant Crab).)

"You! Pesty!" Ajakstu looks at the newcomer. "Let us both gather supplies and check on the treacherous cat up above!"

With that he strides back towards the supply room.

Ajakstu grabs honey from the supply room and some crab from up above. He says nothing to Kalsk and Gas Bag. If questioned he says it is for some fierce three headed dog they have encountered.
1. Mead
2. Crab Benedict
3. Pate (insert proper accent marks). He cares not what manner of liver it is, and actually prefers NOT to know

When the machine asks the Duke if he wants to hear the menu with everything he shakes his head annoyed.

"No you make everything and make it snappy!!"

Of coarse at that moment the sneak thief and his hat was already in front of the menu and the Duke was about to swat him and his magnificient hat aside with a snarl. As he raises his hand to give the man a potentially deadly swat FOERS gives an angry squeak only in his head of coarse and an electric jotl sparks from the Dukes head implants making him flinch and pull back his arm. Instead he stomps of grumbling to haul the supplies from the storage room over.

ooc:
First the Duke will order the fabled Festival di Majano Pealla bolw as a starter.
Next the Duke will order some of the legendary Mallies Sports and Grill Bar mega burgers as the main course.
And as Dessert he will order the Doughnotts xxl Donut


Inspiration:
Paella
https://www.facebook.com/lecib...mgFE2JIFWSM&_rdr

Burger
https://www.mlive.com/news/201...rant_breaks_rec.html

Donut:
https://youtu.be/D1wFP3ydvfg?t=113

Pesky grabs as much as he can carry.  Flour, onions, cans of tomato sauce, and some questionably-aged pepperoni.

He hopes they already have everything else.  Pepperoni pizza was at the top of his mind.
And mmmm... cheesecake.

"Let's see what these robots can do," he mumbles quietly.

While everyone started getting ready to cook and bake and mix and feast, the mind-moths contacted Alyn:

Something's going to happen. Something is stirring. We can't tell if it's the intelligence far below, or if it's that presence to the east. Maybe both. We think they're communicating. Talking about you being in there. You should start being careful. We think you might have a few hours before anything changes, but we could be wrong.

Alyn also places in his orders, and works with Duke to retrieve the Crab food stores from the vehicles.

OOC:

1.) Crab Rangoon
2.) Crab a la King
3.) Crab Egg Fu Young

He also shoots a psychic response back to the Moths.

Thanks for the heads up. I'll let the others know. I have been trying to avoid probing for those intelligences since other stuff is going on, and I'm unsure if they are friend or foe. But we can't leave yet until I get my hardware!

Oh and BTW there's some large insectoid things that should be fleeing the facility soon. They ought to be pretty psychically satisfying so feel free to nibble on some of their fear and such. Just try not to kill them cus I want them to tell others of their kind not to mess with us. I may have kind of sort of gotten a little upset at them and blew up a whole bunch of them when they started being uncivilized.

Alyn turned to the others.

"Guys? Whatever intelligence is down in the depths of this place is starting to stir and take note of our being here. And it might possibly be communicating with whatever the hell is lurking way out East too. I suspect in a few hours things might start changing around here, but I have no idea if they are friend or foe so just be on guard a bit."
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They are fleeing to the southeast-- too close to the strange mind or minds to the east. We don't want to go there. We don't like... whatever that is.

"Well, I hate to eat and run, but this won't be the first time," Ajakstu said.

Turning to the first robot supplicant he asked, "You! Mechanical lackey! Provide all information on whatever beast lurks below. After that, provide the data on when and how this place came to be abandoned."

(Hmmm... Charming roll, please, Ajakstu.)

"If they disturb my dinner they go onto the menu."

The Duke dryly remarks without taking his eyes of the machine preparing his first course. Then again at least one portion of everything made will come by the Duke for a taste.

Don't worry about it if its too close to be dangerous. Just forage in the area for now and top yourselves off if you can. he thought in response.

He looked at the robot guide.

"Yes...please go ahead and answer Ajak's query."

In reply to The GM (msg # 90):

20:43, Today: Ajakstu Gul rolled 7 using 2d6+1 with rolls of 4,2.  Keep from slapping an uppity droid.
Ain't nothing worse than a middling roll.

"I have no information about any life forms who may or may not be in residence below this facility. As for the current situation... This depot was always meant to be fully-automated, of course, but the war" STATIC NOISES "millennia ago led to this depot no longer getting continued visits from maintenance operatives. However, pride should be taken in this facility being built to last. Our self-repair subroutines kept things fully-operational for" STATIC NOISES "more millennia. Indeed, we continue to operate at roughly..." The robot looks down a little, as if lost in thought. "...Roughly... well, certainly above 40% of optimal parameters."

Alyn figured that since it was currently charmed by him, that maybe he could get more out of it.

"I can sense a powerful intelligence in the depths of this complex. What is it? Is it a machine, or a biological lifeform? Tell me what you know, robot."

As the others keep themselves entertained with trivial matters the Duke is looking at the first meal being prepared a long line of drool forming on his lips.

"...All data suggests that the lifeforms to which sir refers are biological."

Alyn picks up on the hint that there's apparently more than one lifeform down there...

Ajakstu cocked his head,

"Well, well, well. It would seem that if you really want that hardware you should go and grab it while The Duke and I sup and tend to packing up future sustenance. Maybe send new guy below to scout."