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gearshift48

Drakador_Chaos if I had a question it would probably how the hecc I basically was teleported here after some red triangle thing nearly killed me?

Drakador_Chaos

gearshift48
Gal'qud lifted an eyebrow... "Nearly? If ya met the guardian unit, that twisted thing, I´m afraid you were dead, about as dead as you can get. Thing is, death ´s not the end in this place, since you end up in that weird labyrinth afterwards which usually leads back to the bar." He paused and what he said next was likely directed at everyone... "Ya should be careful though everyone, haven´t seen anyone return from that place more than two times."
The door to the 'beds' area opened and tall grey figure without mouth entered the room, wearing golden armor and various other glowing parts on said armor...
"...and another one." ...the Lion-man who had just taken off his mask headed to the bar.
Gal´qud rolled his eyes as the tall man out of the trash container approached him "You´re the 'tough guy' aren´t you? Those usually die first. But no, there will be no information loss if you have anything written into the book already." ...then he took the book which was offered to him...
"So anyone else want´s help with his manual or is that all?"
He turned his head slightly towards the Lizardman but spoke so everyone could hear it: "Well, all I know is that there´s six major areas, but seven keys n´ total, so I´d guess somewhere there´s somone already walking the place with a key on him."

KrankysFirebrand48
As he stepped into the room...he heard the sound of a door closing behind him.
The room ahead of him looked somewhat like a terran bar, albeit a bit more primitive, there was plenty of other individuals already present in the room, apparently he was neither the only nor the first one to come here...
There was a tall Lion-like humanoid wearing a advanced looking armor, another cat-like humanoid, this one with sabretooths and casual clothes, a Lizardman wearing armor, a humanoid which looked somwhat like a spacepirate, a tall black figure with golden armor and a singular green eye and a more than two metres tall human with ashen hair and plenty of equipment...
...and ofcourse even more individuals standing at the barcounter, there was a golden robot about as tall as the man mentioned beforehand, two more humans, apparently a soldier which looked somewhat stiff and a farmer and another human woman standing behind the bar and finally in the far left corner of the room a ...cyborg centipede? ...which also looked somwhat stiff.
The first one saying anything was the spacepirate, simply noting: "...and another one", then the Lion-like huanoid headed towards the bar and sat down.
The tall man with ashen hair approached the spacepirate and said something then he offered the spacepirate his manual... "You´re the 'tough guy' aren´t you? Those usually die first. But no, there will be no information loss if you have anything written into the book already." ...was the only thing the spacepirate answered, then he took the book which was offered to him...
"So anyone else want´s help with his manual or is that all?"
He turned his head slightly towards the Lizardman but spoke so everyone could hear it: "Well, all I know is that there´s six major areas, but seven keys n´ total, so I´d guess somewhere there´s somone already walking the place with a key on him."

RandomCommander
Gal'qud turned his head towards the one eyed newcomer... "Nearly? If ya met the guardian unit, that twisted thing, I´m afraid you were dead, about as dead as you can get. Thing is, death ´s not the end in this place, since you end up in that weird labyrinth afterwards which usually leads back to the bar." He paused and what he said next was likely directed at everyone... "Ya should be careful though everyone, haven´t seen anyone return from that place more than two times."
The door to the 'beds' area opened and tall grey figure without mouth entered the room, his circlet labeled it a 'Protoss'...
"...and another one." .... Gal'qud noted, whilst Kar'Guraad was heading towards the bar, whilst he sat down and, as expected, the stool didn´t break down under his weight he heard him again, "You´re the 'tough guy' aren´t you? Those usually die first. But no, there will be no information loss if you have anything written into the book already.", likely in response to the other newcomer who jumped out of the trash container.
"So anyone else want´s help with his manual or is that all?"
There was another pause then he answered to the question of the Musavian: "Well, all I know is that there´s six major areas, but seven keys n´ total, so I´d guess somewhere there´s somone already walking the place with a key on him."
...surely an interesting piece of information, it meant these trials seemed to be actually doable.
Lila in the meanwhile turned away from the stiff looking soldier who still hadn´t answered her and gave her attention to him instead, whilst CETA attempted to lean against the bar besides him.
"Hello, what may I serve you?"

CursedPh4nt0m
Whilst Nate was heading towards the man called Gal'qud or 'Gald' he answered to the one eyed warrior... "Nearly? If ya met the guardian unit, that twisted thing, I´m afraid you were dead, about as dead as you can get. Thing is, death ´s not the end in this place, since you end up in that weird labyrinth afterwards which usually leads back to the bar." He paused and what he said next was likely directed at everyone... "Ya should be careful though everyone, haven´t seen anyone return from that place more than two times."
The door which labeled with 'beds' on the sign besides it opened and a tall grey figure without mouth entered the room, wearing golden armor and various other glowing parts on said armor...
"...and another one." ...the Lionoid took off his mask and walked over to the bar, sitting down on one of the fragile looking stools, which surprisingly didn´t break under his weight.
Gal´qud rolled his eyes as Nate approached him: "You´re the 'tough guy' aren´t you? Those usually die first. But no, there will be no information loss if you have anything written into the book already." ...then he took the manual...
"So anyone else want´s help with his manual or is that all?"
He turned his head slightly towards the Lizardman but spoke loud enough for everyone to listen: "Well, all I know is that there´s six major areas, but seven keys n´ total, so I´d guess somewhere there´s somone already walking the place with a key on him."
Keys? What Keys?

Fort_Master_Gustav
First off Gal'qud lifted an eyebrow and answered the question of the one who just came out of the hatch... "Nearly? If ya met the guardian unit, that twisted thing, I´m afraid you were dead, about as dead as you can get. Thing is, death ´s not the end in this place, since you end up in that weird labyrinth afterwards which usually leads back to the bar." He paused likely to get some attention, as his next words were directed at everyone... "Ya should be careful though everyone, haven´t seen anyone return from that place more than two times."
The door which led to the 'beds' section of the bar opened and tall grey figure without mouth entered the room, wearing golden armor and various other glowing parts on said armor...
"...and another one." ...the Lionoid who also had his manual translated took off his mask headed to the bar, below his mask mask he was, indeed, a Lion.
In the meanwhile Gal´qud rolled his eyes as the ashen haired man out of the trash container approached him: "You´re the 'tough guy' aren´t you? Those usually die first. But no, there will be no information loss if you have anything written into the book already." ...Hm, so one could write down notes in that book? That could prove of some worth at least...
"So anyone else want´s help with his manual or is that all?"
'Gald' turned his head slightly towards Elohim and finally answered his question, although loud enough so everyone could hear it: "Well, all I know is that there´s six major areas, but seven keys n´ total, so I´d guess somewhere there´s somone already walking the place with a key on him."
Well, no solid information, but at least a good guess.

Tson
Once the imbecile passed CETA the spacepirate answered the other newcomers question... "Nearly? If ya met the guardian unit, that twisted thing, I´m afraid you were dead, about as dead as you can get. Thing is, death ´s not the end in this place, since you end up in that weird labyrinth afterwards which usually leads back to the bar." Fleshlings and their mortality, CETA internally rolled his eyes... "Ya should be careful though everyone, haven´t seen anyone return from that place more than two times."
The door to the 'beds' area opened and a tall grey figure without mouth but clad in golden armor entered the room, whilst the choice of color for his armor was acceptable, it was yet another fleshling...
"...and another one." ...the spacepirate noted whilst the Lionoid took of his mask and wandered over to the bar, sitting down on one of the astoundingly durable stools, whilst CETA made his attmpt to lean against the bar.
In the corner of his view he saw the spacepirate rolling his eyes as the fleshling out of the trash container approached him.
"You´re the 'tough guy' aren´t you? Those usually die first. But no, there will be no information loss if you have anything written into the book already." ...he took the manual the imbecile offered him...
"So anyone else want´s help with his manual or is that all?"
After this he proceeded to answer the question of the Lizardman but spoke loud enough for every last fleshling to pick up teh information: "Well, all I know is that there´s six major areas, but seven keys n´ total, so I´d guess somewhere there´s somone already walking the place with a key on him."
Despite his obvious squishyness, this fleshling seems to have gotten around quite a bit in this maze...

Amazing_Goob
Whilst nathan was eating, the meal was outstanding, he heard 'Gald' talking in the background: "Nearly? If ya met the guardian unit, that twisted thing, I´m afraid you were dead, about as dead as you can get. Thing is, death ´s not the end in this place, since you end up in that weird labyrinth afterwards which usually leads back to the bar." 'Guardian Unit' was that this odd screeching sound? He continued: "Ya should be careful though everyone, haven´t seen anyone return from that place more than two times."
Well, that would at least mean he wouldn´t die right away. He heard a door to left, likely the 'beds' door and then the sound of heavy steps...
"...and another one." ...again the voice of Gal'qud, Nathan heard more steps and then the tall Lion man, he had taken his mask off showing he was indeed a Lion, sat down on the stool besides him, it didn´t break, seemed to be some good quality material.
Then he heard the spacepirate again, this time answering the man who came out of the trash container: "You´re the 'tough guy' aren´t you? Those usually die first. But no, there will be no information loss if you have anything written into the book already." ...there was another pause before he continued...
"So anyone else want´s help with his manual or is that all?"
The lizardman spoke and this time Gal'qud answered him: "Well, all I know is that there´s six major areas, but seven keys n´ total, so I´d guess somewhere there´s somone already walking the place with a key on him."
Keys? Major areas? How big was this place even?
Lila in the meanwhile turned away from the soldier who hadn´t answered her and also looked somewhats stiff and gave her attention to the lion man instead: "Hello, what may I serve you?", she said with a smile on her face...

KrankysFirebrand48

Drakador_Chaos He pulled out a blue crystal from one of his psi blades. He placed it on one of the steps higher up and proceeded to open the door.

RandomCommander

Drakador_Chaos (@Stormi_chan )

The former Patriarch grabbed his facemask and let the expanded panels covering the rest of his head retract, letting a decent-sized mane flow free and revealing a very regal-looking, middle-aged lion face. Along with his piercing orange eyes, there seems to be... tabby-cat markings across his forehead and cheekbones? Or are those markings of a high status? Only Kar'Guraad knows.

He places the mask in one of the compartments of his power armor and nods to Gal'qud. "A pleasure to meet you, Gal'qud. I'm Kar'Guraad Tekmo, by the way."

He looks around and slightly frowns. "...And this place is getting really crowded really fast. I'll be back."

Kar'Guraad stands up and heads towards the bar - before it fills up. Assuming that the bar stools are able to withstand as much weight as the stairs he had climbed to get to this place, he doesn't even bother being careful. It may not be entirely comfortable since the power armor is quite sizable, and he may have to spread his legs a little to make room, but he sits as naturally as he could.

The Lionoid waits patiently for the barmaid's - Lila's - attention.

Fort_Master_Gustav

Drakador_Chaos ( Tson CursedPh4nt0m )
The Musavian looked at the man with doubtful eyes, and stopped for a moment, elevating his hands to his face while holding it up for a few moments, while facing down towards the table, and after a small sigh, he reached over to his right, pulled one of the chairs to his side, rotated his chair on a 45º turn and lay his clawed feet on the chair he just pulled a few seconds ago.
Then, he looked again at Gal, it was unsure for what reason, but with the head tilted down, and slowly but surely reached into his vest, unveiling the manual that he set behind the chestplate. He brought it to both of his hands, licked the index finger of his right hand and opened it to the rules page, announcing out loud:

"Caham
Now let me indulge you sirs into a little thought exercise about the good book, in this case, the manual. Open it to verse 2 of the first and only chapter: "Yee who kick one's ass at the bar, shall get their own ass kicked accordingly."
So, as we have learned today, keep both of your fists down, unless you want to become a golden heap of scrap, and you want to die. again.
He pointed to CETA and his partner-in-insult as he talked, looking at them as well.
Fine, now that we have that ordeal out of the way, we turn our eyes to rule 6, and look, this place's already a fucking mess of a wodden maze, so I don't want to deal with the hassle of travelling back and, by the looks of it, be assaulted by the boogeyman. So I need someone to test something with me. What do ya say, my lion fella? ( RandomCommander ) If ya wanna help me, just tag along, as for I, I'll be heading out trying to see what these "Major Zones" are about, cya later lads."

Elohim already had a pretty good idea where the "missing key" would likely be, from the wording of the manual this was someone who liked to play games, and thus, they'd build their charades in the same manner. And thus, he leaned again to his side and set the chairs back into the previous place, only now rotating his chair to face the lionoid.

CursedPh4nt0m

Drakador_Chaos Tson
Realising he forgot to do so earlier, the human quickly lowers his black visor to block off any more views as he attempts to calm down by clenching his left fist hard enough to have the armored glove give off pained cracking.
As Nate tries to walk past CETA, headed straight for Gal'qud, a muffled whisper reaches the robots auditory sensors.
"Insult me again and I'll dump you tasteless piece of junk down there before you even realise it."
He continues on his path, stopping right in front of the pirate and snatching his manual out of the pocked he had it in.
He apparently has calmed down again, the only indication of Nate's previous anger being a small scratch on his left glove as he holds the booklet in front of Gal'qud, remembering to verify a last thing.
"I'd really appreciate you translating this nonesense, but only if you can guarantee there won't be any 'information loss'. You see, wouldn't want to take the risk of loosing the solution to this mess, even if that means I'll have to find some guys knowing like 100 different languages..."

Tson

Drakador_Chaos (CursedPh4nt0m )
---The puny one seeks to threaten CETA, this is truly amusing, CETA himself is quite insulted by the appearance of the disgusting fleshling.---
CETA seems never to make any attempt at lowering his voice, always speaking in what to anyone else would be a bellow, he turns and strides toward the bar.
---Though seemingly even one who originates from a refuse duct is welcome here, truly a place of opportunity.---
He attempts to lean nonchalantly on the bar but almost topples over while doing it, instead settling for standing, looking around again at his odd companions.

Fort_Master_Gustav

Drakador_Chaos
"Caham"

Says Elohim, as he drags out one of the bar stools and sits down atop of it, hunching his back over the table and his left, mechanical claw atop his right, normal claw. Not for any intimidation purposes, it's just that he's used to doing that.
As he was going to speak, Nate drops his manual on the table, and so he thinks that, if Gal didn't listen to him the first time, it's not now that he will listen. Instead, he takes this moment to soak things in, lets immerse ourselves in thought and analyze the folks we are dealing with:
First off the inhabitants of this place, they know better for sure, and they don't seem to have much faith in us, however, they seem to be good people, specially the lady in the bar counter, good, gulliable people if need be. Elohim knew he needed to be smart, and to do that he'd have to fool some people, not a hard task for him he's done that his whole life, but one must know when to present the cards at the game.
Now, to the newcomers, The lion and the farmer seemed to be the most reasonable people, by both of their manner of speech they seem like people that'd cooperate with someone that seemed reasonable and trustworthy was well. Not something that hard to muster up, and seeing the condition that everyone was in, cooperation escaped the theoretical and seemed to prove itself to be the necessary. Maybe the one who recently came out of the hatch was that way as well, hopefully.
Now for the more... special cases. CETA, or as he thought to himself earlier, the "Self-entitled golden oven-looking dickhead" seemed to have earned a foe on his level, it would be fun to hear both argue, most definetly, but he'd rather not be in the middle of that argument. However, these people are often the most easy to fool by abiding to their own absurdly inflated ego: Oh my golden lord whose eternal might shields all of us, puny mortals, from sure damnation. I request but one thing upon your eternal grace: Give me your key so that I may sacrifice my very body and soul into the forsaken door of these mazes, and naught but a scratch shall land on your shining body! And that would be enough to convince him to not only give me one of the keys, but also a pat on the head. I reckon that to get that other guy one would have to do the same, but for his attitute, I doubt he'll last long in this wooden shack.
Now the centipide is an interesting case, a dual being from what I gather, at least that's what I think so because it seems to moveas though it was in a constant state of mental constipation. That... thing, seems reasonable on its own accord, a nice talk and a little honey over it and boom, I have what I will.
The thought was long, long enough to last Gal's translation method, so that he would muster up another Caham to catch his attention, and ask the question once again:

"As I said, I agree with him. We should share info if we want to leave this death-trap... but do tell me, has anyone ever got any of these... "keys" mentioned in the book, or know where the author is? It's all far too suspicious."

Amazing_Goob

Drakador_Chaos He sighs a little then sits down and eats his meal, mostly ignoring the others, waiting for the translation.

KrankysFirebrand48

Drakador_Chaos “I would like assistance with the manual, how do you say it? Sir.” No one else seemed to have noticed as Dhas said it except the tall man. He opened his hand and the psi crystal seemed to materialize into his hand.

gearshift48

Drakador_Chaos “well then, good to know” he takes a seat at one of the tables

Ten

Drakador_Chaos William Hawkins Is Still thinking about what to get mostly after hearing "guardian unit"
he would turn around and give Gal'qud a stare before saying So this guardian unit is what some of us encountered in the infinite hallways?

RandomCommander

Drakador_Chaos "...and another one."

Gal'qud confirmed to be DJ Khaled in a past life.

Another one

Reply to come soon...

Tson

Drakador_Chaos (Fort_Master_Gustav )
The golden android shakes his head, in an annoying condescending manner.
---If CETA had meant to injure the small mortal, you would have known it, I do not believe I have at any point stated intentions to assail anyone, If I had, then I would evidently not be here to listen to you speaking.---
There then issues a loud and unpleasant noise much like a bark, but which after careful thought is probably CETA attempting to simulate a laugh. He looks down at Elohim.
---You are an interesting one, not as horribly fleshy as the others, however the rather sickly colour of the surface is displeasing in other ways, it is odd that only five of the whole group of us appear to originate from the fleshy two legs species, and three of these few are still bipedal, I would have thought there would have been more variety in the species of this plane.---

CursedPh4nt0m

Drakador_Chaos
Deciding to ignore the others for now, Nate focuses on the being in front of him, taking a seat opposite of Gal'qud and replying in a friendly manner. His voice is rather kind instead of the emotionless tone from before and for some reason, Gald gets the impression of a slight smile on the other side of the black one-way visor covering Nate's face.
"Sorry to let you down, but I am by no means a 'tough guy'. I used to be called a 'terrorist', a 'killer', now I am named 'Prophet' and ocasionally 'seeker of wisdom', though only by a few people. Call me whatever you want, it's merely one amongst countless names after all.
So, how do you even translate those things and, more importantly, how did you gather all that knowledge and experience? It's common knowledge to only trust intel you know the source of and there are good reasons for that, so don't take it personal."

RandomCommander

Fort_Master_Gustav (Drakador_Chaos )

Sensing he would probably need to leave soon, Kar'Guraad looked up to Lila quickly. "Hey, do you make travel packages? Er... actually, I believe the correct term here is 'serve to-go?'" Many different civilizations, many different semantics.

He then addressed the Musavian - at least, what looks like one according to his AI companion integrated into his glossy white circlet - as he began to leave. "You know, if I were voluntarily working for the Explorer-Class of the Collective instead of the Tactician-Class, I probably would tag along without much question, but as it is, I have to ask: What's the risk here? And what's in it for me? I know little of what you plan and I'm not sure I can trust anyone else here yet."

Drakador_Chaos

KrankysFirebrand48
The man nodded and grabbed the book....
"Gal'qud or Gald, ´s the name."
He didn´t answer anything else to the black warrior, but he did answer to the terran soldier...
"Yeah, that´s what my manual called the damned thing. Should be on one of the pages after the rules."
He turned to talk to the Lizardman, but then shook his head, seeing as apparently nobody else was interested in getting his manual translated he started looking around the room, whilst answering the question of the man with the many names...
"Well then, Prophet ´s as good as any other name. How I translate those? Ever heard of corporate secrets? I´ve been around this place for a few decades now ´n you learn a thing or two now and then. It worked for the other two and for the dozens before them so yours will work as well."
He walked to some, seemingly random, position in the room, held the books low over the ground and shook them a few times...
Then he returned to the desk he was standing besides before and put them on the table.
"Well if anyone else has any questions or wants help with his manual I´ll be over there."
He pointed with his right thumb towards a bench in corner of the room and then proceeded to head over there...

gearshift48
Whilst Dark Storm sat down Gal'qud nodded towards the newest member of their group and grabbed the book which was offered to him...
"Gal'qud or Gald, ´s the name."
He didn´t answer Dark Storm but there wasn´t really anything to answer anyways, so next he turned towards the human soldier...
"Yeah, that´s what my manual called the damned thing. Should be on one of the pages after the rules."
Then he turned, apparently to talk to the Lizardman, but shook his head instead, seeing as apparently nobody else was interested in getting his manual translated he started looking around the room, whilst answering the question of the man calling himself 'Prophet'...
"Well then, Prophet ´s as good as any other name. How I translate those? Ever heard of corporate secrets? I´ve been around this place for a few decades now ´n you learn a thing or two now and then. It worked for the other two and for the dozens before them so yours will work as well."
He walked to some, seemingly random, position in the room, held the books low over the ground and then...
Started shaking them a few times?
Afterwards he returned to the desk he was standing besides before and put them on the table.
"Well if anyone else has any questions or wants help with his manual I´ll be over there."
He pointed with his right thumb towards a bench in corner of the room and walked towards it and sat down...

Ten
When William turned around he saw Gal'qud nodding towards the newest member of their group, a tall grey skinned humanoid without mouth, then he grabbed the book which was offered to him...
"Gal'qud or Gald, ´s the name."
Once he finished his sentence he turned his head towards William...
"Yeah, that´s what my manual called the damned thing. Should be on one of the pages after the rules."
He turned his head another time, this time towards the Lizardman, but shook his head instead, as apparently nobody else needed help with his manual he started looking around the room, whilst answering the question of the man calling himself 'Prophet'...
"Well then, Prophet ´s as good as any other name. How I translate those? Ever heard of corporate secrets? I´ve been around this place for a few decades now ´n you learn a thing or two now and then. It worked for the other two and for the dozens before them so yours will work as well."
He once more looked around the room and then walked to another position in the room as last time, holding the books low above the ground and then shaking them, like the last time...
Once he was done he brought the manuals back to the desk he was standing besides before and put them on the table.
"Well if anyone else has any questions or wants help with his manual I´ll be over there."
He pointed with his right thumb towards a bench in corner of the room, besides the the stiff looking cyborg-centipede and then sat down on once he arrived...

Fort_Master_Gustav
Gal'qud nodded in response to a faint psionic signature from the newest humanoid of the group then took the manual which was offered to him...
"Gal'qud or Gald, ´s the name."
Then he turned towards the human soldier...
"Yeah, that´s what my manual called the damned thing. Should be on one of the pages after the rules."
Well, that would likely mean that this book stored even more information than expected.
He turned back, this time towards Elohim, as if he was about to say something but then shook his head instead... Seeing that nobody else wanted help with his manual he started looking around the room again, whilst answering the question of the humanoid which had been arguing with the golden robot CETA...
"Well then, Prophet ´s as good as any other name. How I translate those? Ever heard of corporate secrets? I´ve been around this place for a few decades now ´n you learn a thing or two now and then. It worked for the other two and for the dozens before them so yours will work as well."
He, like the last time, looked around the room and then walked towards a point in the room, notably another one than last time, holding the books low above the ground and then shaking them...
Then he returned and put the manuals back on the desk he was standing besides beforehand.
"Well if anyone else has any questions or wants help with his manual I´ll be over there."
He pointed with his right thumb towards a bench in corner of the room, besides the cyborg-centipede which hadn´t moved ever since he last talked and then sat down on on the bench behind the table...

Tson
The pirate grabbed the book of the new fleshling after a faint psionic signature came from him....
"Gal'qud or Gald, ´s the name."
Next he answered to the human soldier...
"Yeah, that´s what my manual called the damned thing. Should be on one of the pages after the rules."
He turned to talk to the slightly less fleshy lizardman, but then shook his head, seeing that CETA obviousky didn´t need any help with translating this preopsterous book, he looked around the room, much like he did before, whilst answering the other imbecile...
"Well then, Prophet ´s as good as any other name. How I translate those? Ever heard of corporate secrets? I´ve been around this place for a few decades now ´n you learn a thing or two now and then. It worked for the other two and for the dozens before them so yours will work as well."
He walked around the bar, this time to another place than last time and held the books low over the ground, shaking them a few times...
Then he returned to the table of Kirov and put them on it, for the other fleshlings to take.
"Well if anyone else has any questions or wants help with his manual I´ll be over there."
He pointed with the thumb of his right, notably mechanical arm as CETA now noticed, towards a bench in corner of the room besides which the AI with the centipede body was standing, which curiously hadn´t talked or moved in quite a while now...

CursedPh4nt0m
Gal'qud nodded towards the humanoid which just entered the room and then took the manual out of the crystal...
"Gal'qud or Gald, ´s the name."
Then he turned towards the human soldier which sat at the bar...
"Yeah, that´s what my manual called the damned thing. Should be on one of the pages after the rules."
He turned another time, towards the lizardman this time, though only to shake his head instead then...
As he apparently came to the conclusion that nobody else wanted help with their books he started looking around the room, at point and lines Nate couldn´t quite maje out what they should be or if they were even there...
"Well then, Prophet ´s as good as any other name. How I translate those? Ever heard of corporate secrets? I´ve been around this place for a few decades now ´n you learn a thing or two now and then. It worked for the other two and for the dozens before them so yours will work as well."
Was the onyl thing he answered him, then he walked towards a position in the room whcih didn´t seem to stand out from any other in the room, holding the books low above the ground and finally... shook them a few times?
He returned from whatever he just did and put the books back on the table Nate and 'Kirov' were sitting at...
"Well if anyone else has any questions or wants help with his manual I´ll be over there."
He pointed with his right thumb towards a bench in corner of the room and then sat down on on the bench behind the table after walking over there, oddly enough the cyborg-centipede standing besides teh toilets hadn´t moved since Nate arrived...

RandomCommander
Whilst Kar'Guraad waited for the Musavians answer Gal'qud nodded towards the individual labeled 'Protoss' and took the book out of the storage crystal offered to him, after a faint psionic signature came from the individual...
"Gal'qud or Gald, ´s the name."
Then he turned towards the human soldier which sat besides him, who formerly dropped from the ceiling...
"Yeah, that´s what my manual called the damned thing. Should be on one of the pages after the rules."
So there was more in this book than just the rules on the first page?
Afterwards he turned towards the 'Musavian', looking as if he was about to say something but then apparently decided against it and shook his head...
As apparently nobody else wanted help with his manual Gal'qud started looking around teh room in the same manner as the last time, whilst answering the question of the man which just labeled himself 'Prophet'...
"Well then, Prophet ´s as good as any other name. How I translate those? Ever heard of corporate secrets? I´ve been around this place for a few decades now ´n you learn a thing or two now and then. It worked for the other two and for the dozens before them so yours will work as well."
He, started walking to another position in the bar... a different one this time and held the books low over the ground and then shook them...
Either he was making fun of them or there were more variables to this 'translation process' than Kar'Guraad initially expected.
Whilst the former patriarch was thinking about that Gal'qud had returned to the table of Kirov and put them ontop...
"Well if anyone else has any questions or wants help with his manual I´ll be over there."
He pointed at a bench in corner to the right of Kar'Guraad and the barcounter and walked over to it, whilst following him with his eyes he also noticed the cyborg-centipede still hadn´t moved or talked again, as if it was frozen mid motion.
In any case he now had probably time to talk to Gal'qud... after he decided on what food he´d take with him, as Lila answered him: "Well, yeah I do, but that depends on what you want, I can´t just put everything into boxes, obviously."

Fort_Master_Gustav

RandomCommander ( Drakador_Chaos )
The Musavian hastly gets up, and accompanies the lionoid towards the bar, sitting atop the stool closes to him. He has the manual in his hands, and he lifts it up while looking at the lionoid.

"Don't be so hasty. All I see is that there are some loopholes in these rules, well not loopholes per se, but some rather unclear... Actually, who cares? But if you still want to tag along, I reckon at the chances of survival would inevitably increase."

He waves to the bar lady with a small smile, and then sets his book on the bartop, he did hear Gal talk about some other pages, so he starts looking through the book to see if there is more information on the situation he's in.

Tson

Drakador_Chaos
There is a sound like a blancmange hitting a wall, which after a little imagination can be recognised as a cough, CETA is staring at the man "Galqud", and though his face is fixed by nature in a blank expression there seems to be an air of reproach in his stance.
---I beleive you still have CETA's book, which I gave you when you asked for it, is it not polite to return items lent.---

gearshift48

Drakador_Chaos dark storm grabs a manual and goes to gald for a translation

KrankysFirebrand48

Drakador_Chaos Dhas makes the manual float in the air and makes it fly to Gal’qud’s bench before dark storm’s Manuel could reach it first and walked to the counter. “You got, what do you call it? A fusion reactor?”

CursedPh4nt0m

Drakador_Chaos
"Corporate secrets? You're not even taking anything for translating those, how can you give a reply like that? Well, it's your thing after all, just stay alive as long as this place does and I have no reason to worry."
After watching at the rather odd translation process and getting his book back, he remains looking at Gald for a few seconds, trying to figure how to deal with what he can only consider as nonesense.
"So, that's legitimately how you translate these things here, isn't ? Heck, I really hate this place...
One last thing, Gald. Do I really want to know whatever is written in there anymore?"
Apparently intending that as a rhetorical question, Nate carefully places the index finger and thumb of his right hand on the cover of his manual and slowly opens it.
His gaze remains glued on the text even as he picks it up with his left hand and starts checking every page for writing.

RandomCommander

Fort_Master_Gustav (Drakador_Chaos )

Kar'Guraad studies the Musavian as he sits down, He seems to have tuned out the circlet's inner monologue... something about negative consequences? But his curiosity definitely got the better of him.

-If he somehow manages to successfully exploit the loopholes, I wonder how much of an advantage he would have? If he fails, how are the punishments executed? All very interesting opportunities for observation...-

Eventually, after long amounts of thought - almost going stiff - he nods to the Musavian. "I will admit two things to you: 1) You may be correct about the chances of survival improving with more party members, and 2) I am extremely curious about how this place works. I suppose I can come along."

The Lionoid then turns back to the barmaid. "The finest meat of a lesser animal to go, please - when you travel across galaxies like I have before, you tend not to be picky. Oh, I suppose I could do with a flask or two of fruit cider. At least for me it gives me a burst of energy..."

Ten

Drakador_Chaos Ok then William Hawkins would go back to thinking about what to get

Drakador_Chaos

Tson
The fleshling looked at CETA for a few moments apparently not understanding his statement with his simple mind, then he started searching his pockets eventually pulling out CETA´s Manual, he made an expression of surprise...
"Aye, knew I forgot somethin..."
The next moment The Manual of the golden clad fleshling floated by and dropped on the table and afterwards the black skinned warrior came to the table... with the Manual of the human soldier?
The spacepirate simply frowned at him and shook his head: "I can´t translate other people manuals for ya, gotta use your own." He grabbed the manual, which was, curiously, sticking out under one of his armorparts, then the man walked off and continued the procedure fromt he last time and returned...
"No, no we don´t have any fusion reactors. This is a bar, not a science lab or shipyard." He said, rolling his eyes, likely in response to the question of the golden clad fleshling...
He handed CETA his manual back and the black skinned humanoid as well, not that it was of much importance to CETA...
"There ya have it. Should be everyone n...", he scratched his chin, then turned around and looked at the cyborg housing the AI CETA had been talking to earlier, it still hand´t moved.
"Almost everyone, doesn´t look like this one´s gonna move again any time soon though.", he shrugged...
"Gotta be some sort of standby mode."

gearshift48
Whilst Dark Storm walked towards Gal'qud with the manual he just picked off the table, he saw another Manual floating by, "Aye, knew I forgot somethin...", the adventurer said to the golden android, just moments before the book dropped on the table...
Gal'qud looked at Dark Storm, once he reached the table, he frowned at him, then he shook his head...
"I can´t translate other people manuals for ya, gotta use your own."
Despite saying that he stood up, and then reached around him, pulling another manual, Dark Storms own manual, from behind his back...how did it even get there...did someone put it there when he was in the labyrinth?
The adventurer walked off, going through the same procedure as before yet another time, ending up in yet another spot in the room this time....
When he came back he also answered the golden clad warriors answer: "No, no we don´t have any fusion reactors. This is a bar, not a science lab or shipyard.", then he gave the golden android and Dark Storm their manuals back, turning back to the golden android afterwards...
"There ya have it. Should be everyone n...", he scratched his chin and turned around, likely to look at the centipede cyborg which was still standing motionless besides the toilets...
"Almost everyone, doesn´t look like this one´s gonna move again any time soon though.", he shrugged...
"Gotta be some sort of standby mode."

KrankysFirebrand48
When Dhas moved the book over to Gal'qud, he heard him talking to the golden machine:
"Aye, knew I forgot somethin..."
Then Dhas dropped the book on the table and the black skinned warrior arrived at the adventurer, with the book he had taken off the other table, the only thing Gal'qud had to say to this though was:
"I can´t translate other people manuals for ya, gotta use your own."
At this point in time Dhas reached th barcounter, he was uncertain what exactly happened next, but considering the sound the adventurer was doing the same thing as before, when he returned he answered his question, before the barmaid could...
"No, no we don´t have any fusion reactors. This is a bar, not a science lab or shipyard."
When he looked at the individuals around teh barcounter he saw that the lionman and the lizardman seemed to be talking to each other about their manuals, and the barmaids attention was with the lionman...
"Your meal is going to be ready at once, give me a few moments!"
Then she walked off into the kitchen, in the meanwhile he heard Gal'qud speaking again...
"There ya have it. Should be everyone n...", a pause...
"Almost everyone, doesn´t look like this one´s gonna move again any time soon though.", another pause...
"Gotta be some sort of standby mode."
Then the kitchen door opened again and the barmaid came out with a decently sized box and two bottles... she put them infront of the lionman...
"There you go, 2 kilograms of Bysint meat and two bottles of fruit cider."
Finally, she turned towards Dhas...
"Can I get you anything that isn´t a fusion reactor?"

CursedPh4nt0m
The man didn´t bother to answer him, as he was already walking off to the bench, though Nates focus laid more on the book anyways...
Whilst he inspected teh book he heard pieces of conversation in the background, but nothing which particularly peaked his interest...
The first page of the book was filled with what looked like, or rather, was labeled as 'Rules':

[The Rules]
1. Stupid decisions, will lead to stupid deaths, who would´ve thought? So use your mental or digital capabilities you idiots!
2. The bar, is a safezone. Now, that does NOT mean, you cannot attack anyone here, it just means you will be punished accordingly, should any hostile actions be taken. You´ll have to decide yourself wether that´s worth it.
3. You can use any of your skills, equipments and other capabilties you have brought with you, however, if you abuse them, someone will have to come and clean you up.
4. Now, you have told me a few things already, weird book or whoever has written it, but why am I here? What is the goal of this place? How do I get out of here? Haha...ha...ha... Well it wouldn´t be any fun if I told you that, would it? After all you have come here on your own accord, wether you know or not.
5. I guess there is something I have to tell you, when you leave the bar, you will get to other areas, as you may have noticed already, there are a certain amount of 'major areas' and an undefined amount of 'minor areas' and in total there are 7 keys, which you will have to find...
6. But how do I know where I ended up? Oh you will know when you reached a major area, trust me. Trust the weird book you found in an endless corridor, not much else to trust here anyways. On another note, you can return to the bar at any given point in time given a few prerequisits:
-A door with the same sign as the one which you saw on your entrydoor, they are everywhere if you look hard enough.
-You have to be in a major area.
-You may not take any other individuals with you.
7. Remember the 7 keys which have to be found? Well, guess what! At the end there will be a reward...probably? But only the one who has all keys in the end will receive it...what a bother. You could ofcourse work together, or give your keys up to someone more capable than you...but where´s the fun in that? It´s all up to you...
8. One last thing, you may go through any door, you are capable of going through, given the right circumstances. Almost any door. There are doors which are forbidden, what lies behind them? Who knows, are you sure you wanna find out? You will know when you find one of these doors...
9. The rules are subject to change, so be sure to check back occassionally! Or whenever someone messed something up...
10. Do not lose your manual, as you may have noticed... you can´t open any doors without it. Which means you will be stuck...forever? Probably? If your 'Manual' gets destroyed...well, who knows?
11. Death penalty. Once you die... as you apparently already did, otherwise this rule wouldn´t show up in teh book, you will be sent to the underground, to give you some time to think about what exactly you did wrong to deserve that and to make it a tad more interesting than killing you on the first death.
How long do I have to stay in the labyrinth? How do I find the exit? Well, who knows? You´ll find out eventually...probably. If you don´t die too often that is.

That was at least a, more or less, solid piece of written information, judging by last rule, he should be more cauteous in future...
The second pages seemed to be...various statistics?

Tasks: [None]
Keys found: [None]
Active participants: [11]
The bar: [No additional information available]
Other information: [No additional information available]
Deathcounter: [1]

...and then there were two more lines, written on the following two pages, seperately:

Discovered minor areas: [None]
Discovered Major areas: [None]

So was this to write in oneself? He continued flipping the pages and didn´t find anything until the last few, where his former notes were still written down, without any changes whatsoever.
Once he was finished with the book, he saw that the newest guest had moved from teh door to the barcounter, now standing there besides the lion and the lizard...

Fort_Master_Gustav
Concentrated on what the lionman would answer and what else was written in the book, the Musavian, at least partially, blanked out his surroundings, he did hear Gald talking in the background, though about nothing that particularly peaked his interest...
As before the first page contained the rules, nothing seemed to have changed about them...
On the second page however, which he forgot to look at before, there seemed to be some sort of... statistics?

Tasks: [None]
Keys found: [None]
Active participants: [11]
The bar: [No additional information available]
Other information: [No additional information available]

As if that wasn´t enough there was more on the pages after, stating:

Discovered minor areas: [None]
Discovered Major areas: [None]

Having seen the manual and the place around him, Elohim couldn´t get around the feeling this thing would write itself, rather than him writing into it, well at leaqst it was a somewhat useful information storage then at least...
When he looked back up from the book, he was just in time to see the newest 'guest' ... he was uncertain wether he should label them all, including himself 'guinea pigs'... walk up to the bar, Lila turning towards the newcomer, after having placed a box and two bottles infront of his soon to be companion...
"Can I get you anything that isn´t a fusion reactor?"
Obviously, she meant the odd creature without mouth, not him...
She turned towards him:
"How about you?"
Now this one was definitely directed at him...

RandomCommander
Whilst Kar'Guraad had been thinking a few things seemed to have happened in the bar, though nothing of particular importance apparently...
The newest member of the group was currently heading towards the bar and the android called 'CETA' was talking to Gal'qud in the corner of the room, as well as the black skinned other humanoid...
As he turned his head, the barmaid just came out of the kitched, she placed a decently sized box infront him, along with two bottles...
"There you go, 2 kilograms of Bysint meat and two bottles of fruit cider."
Then she turned towards the 'Protoss', as his circlet had labeled the creature earlier...
"Can I get you anything that isn´t a fusion reactor?"
Fusion reactor? Why would he...? Maybe that was just what these eat, he could still ask the circlet later on.
"How about you?"
This one was directed at the Musavian.
The Musavian on the other hand, seemed to have looked into his manual again whilst Kar'Guraad was thinking about his answer, interestingly enough, he couldn´t read a single thing which was written in the Musavians manual...

Ten
Whilst William was thinking about what to get to eat or drink, he saw the black skinned warrior grab Williams Manual off the table and walk to Gal'qud with it, then the grey skinned one without mouth, wearing golden armor, made his manual float over to Gal'quds desk and then himself walked over to the barcounter, Gal'qud in the meanwhile talked to the golden robot and then repeated the same procedure as when he 'translated' their books, William still hadn´t checked after all...
WHilst the Lionman and teh Lizardman seemed to be both somewhat sunken into their thoughts, the barmaid which left for the kitchen eventually returned with a box and two bottles, placing them infront of the Lionman...
"There you go, 2 kilograms of Bysint meat and two bottles of fruit cider."
She turned away from the Lionman, towards the grey skinned humanoid...
"Can I get you anything that isn´t a fusion reactor?"
She turned to the Lizardman...
"How about you?"
Despite there being quite the diversity of lifeforms in the bar, things seemed to go peacefully, that was something at least...