Info:(With your new augmentations, you're confident you can handle this door.)|_irlconversion_Feel around for a data line=10^_petconversion_Knock=30^_skyclanconversion_TACKLE=50^Step away=999








IRL:(Your long, slim fingers trail around the wall, following a cable you now notice is buried in the wall. This door, too, is subject to remote control.)
You:(A purely mechanical door would have been an obstacle. But as soon as electronics are involved? There's no stopping you.)##(Especially not when they're as poorly insulated as these.)
IRL:(You request that the door open. It rejects the request, of course, as you don't know the proper key, but this allows you to observe the computer's internal mechanisms. Just by tracking the flow of electricity, and the millisecond delays, you learn a few things.)##(It is a shy, coy little device, but willing to experiment. It also uses an old Intel CPU with a certain sensitivity.) 
IRL:(You remove a glove and put a finger on a very specific spot on the wall. You let just a little electricity flow, enough to excite the nerve endings below this. Then you ask the door to unlock again.)##(As soon as it begins its calculations, you hit it with a glitch pulse. The CPU is undervolted. It becomes flustered, it loses track of what it's doing...)
IRL:(With another teasing little lick of electricity, it stumbles, it seizes up... it calculates incorrectly... and there is an audible click as the door unlocks.)##(You stroke the wall a few times as the device shudders, lingering in the afterglow. Then you give it a pat and put your glove back on.)
Marty (Intercom):Huh? My console just locked up.|Continue=70














CAT:(You lift your fist, draw back your arm... and very gently knock on the door.)
Marty (Intercom):Huh?
You:Ahem.##Hello, Mr. Marty. How are you today?
Marty (Intercom):Well... I haven't eaten since yesterday, and I haven't slept much.##So about as well as could be expected, right?
You:Do you want something to eat? Look, I brought you a sandwich and a cup of coffee.##(You grabbed these before exiting the building. Funny, you didn't even notice.)
Marty (Intercom):... it's been so long since I've had coffee.##I'm not supposed to let you guys in, though...
You:Shh. It'll be fine. We're friends! We'll give you a spot to sit, and some breakfast, and a warm comforting hug if you want one. I know you're worried, but we won't let them hurt you.
You:I know you feel like the door is keeping you safe, but is it? From what you've said, I think the threats are in there with you, not out here.
Marty (Intercom):...
You:I saw your little garden outside. You did a pretty good job with it. It can't have been easy getting the seeds.
Marty (Intercom):Yeah... I had to steal them.
You:If you come out, we can help you. You can become a gardener, if you want. We have a lot of people who escaped compounds like these. My friend Aubrey can help you get started - she's from a place like this too.
Aubrey:Yo.
You:And we've got a huge warbot with us. She'll protect you.
Vivid Coral:I am very big. The >cat-drone~ speaks truth.
Marty (Intercom):...
Marty (Intercom):(You didn't actually need to do much convincing. Marty was always ready to let you in - you just needed to provide him with a few reasons. Even flimsy ones would do. He has no love for the shelter.)
Marty (Intercom):... yeah. Yeah. It's... it's really bad in here. Really bad.##At this point, I'm willing to take just about any gamble.
Marty (Intercom):Here, I'm unlocking the door for you. Don't make me regret this.##(There is a loud CLICK as the locks disengage.)|Continue=70

SKY:(You look closely at the door, scanning it for weaknesses. At first glance, it looked well-constructed... but your vision is much clearer now than it was yesterday. Up close, you can already see some dents and scratches where it attaches to the wall.)
SKY:("Locks only keep honest people out," it's been said. This applies to most security features in civilian construction. This vault door offers >some~ protection, but it was clearly built to look impressive. Not to withstand a great amount of force.)
SKY:(You look at the frame, the latch, the mounting points. As you suspected, it lacks anything beyond basic security features. You give the door a few experimental bumps, then find a good spot.)
Vivid Coral:(The Lieutenant-Commander encouragingly taps you on the shoulder and adjusts your stance.)
You:(CHARGE!)
You:(You slam into the door with your shoulder, hitting the weak spot. There is an immense crashing sound, and the humans quickly cover their ears. You stagger aside.)
Vivid Coral:(The Lieutenant-Commander charges the door as well, with an even greater amount of force, hitting the same spot. You can see the door shudder, and your enhanced senses detect the telltale sound of hairline fractures.)
You:(CHARGE!)
You:(The cracks widen. You step aside and nod to your superior officer...)
Vivid Coral:(... who flings her massive body against the door. There is a loud CRACK, and the door falls inward a little, hanging only loosely on its hinges.)
Marty (Intercom):Haha, holy shit.##Wow. I'm glad I got out of the way.|Enemy down!=70









You:There we go.
Dr. Xlookup:Well done. I'm impressed.
Vivid Coral:There's no time to lose. Everyone, gather inside. The endgame is upon us.
