Chasing Igor

Who: Everyone in the Spotted Duck (Jay, Chris Harris, Seymour, Keto,
Efof, MK9, Dean, Phil, Tara, Nikola and anyone else I've missed)
Where: The Spotted Duck
When: After last post
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"You are skating on very thin ice, *Ambassador* Niples," muttered
Keto, "But we shall converse about this later. Now. To business.
Where are my medistaff and what do any of us know about these creatures?"
<end snip>
Tara was about to pipe up with a her medical diagnosis so far, but
Seymour butted in. "So far all I know is that this place stinks like
an abattoir and I can't believe a high class individual such as myself
is even in the same room as a rotting corpse. I'm a Royal Ambassador
for lord's sake!"
Mk9 pointed to the trapdoor to the cellar where Igor had escaped to.
"Let's find Igor and get some answers out of him, he went down there –
look!"
Mk9 blasted the trapdoor open, which some people thought was
unnecessary, especially Seymour who got a splinter in his eye. He was
just about to whinge about it however when he was pushed down the hole
first.
"Excuse me fellows but is this any way to treat a r-"
"Quiet Seymour and just tell us if it's safe down there!" Shouted Keto.
"Erm… no… no…. I can't see any Zombies, which I'm jolly well happy
about. Just a dark tunnel. Maybe Mk9 should come first."
The small robot pushed his way forward and illuminated the path with
one of his robotic extensions. The group followed them through the
trapdoor and descended a narrow damp staircase. At the bottom it
opened out into a stone wine cellar, with an unusual-looking group of
cars.
"This looks like the garage!" Said Jay, looking at the unusual
selection of cars. Some were classics, but all had been modified in
some way… or maybe "butchered" would be a more appropriate word. All
of the cars looked like some kind of unusual cross-breed experiment,
like a selection of Frankenstein cars.
The most unusal one of them all was currently being worked on by a
frustrated little man. It was Igor. He was trying to jump start one of
the cars and escape.
Nikola spotted him first and called everyone else over.
"Grab him before he gets away!" Said Jay.
But it was too late, Igor had got the car working and quickly jumped
in, speeding off into the Martian dusk.
Everyone watched him through the open garage door. The sun was
starting to set on Mars, making visibility poor. But the amount of
smoke that Igor's unusual car was spitting out it could be followed
easily.
Jay looked around. "Quick guys, find a car that works and lets follow
him."
Seymour raised his hand slightly. "Can I get in a potentially `smooth'
car please, I get travel sick."
"Travel sickness is the least of your worries" said Keto pointing out
of the door, a group of zombies had noticed the open garage door and
were walking towards them.
OOC – Tag anyone, what happens next?