Testing Station 24

The entrance is halfway hidden in the dark, unfinished construction. It seems abandoned.

Testing Station 24 is an Overland Dungeon, featuring a unique boss fight, and can be completed solo or in a party. Overall difficulty is also scalable, allowing for increased challenge and rewards granted upon completion.

Details

They say the heart of 24 is pure dark. Not cursed—just the kind of darkness that grows when men start tinkering with the natural order. <Talk about the theme of the station, i.e. environmental hazard, etc.>

Recorded Dialogue

Solido Projection

SOLIDO PROJECTION: Caution! You are entering a hazard zone. Entry to this (unintelligible)... is not adviced. This is (static) was to be ... Imperial Desert Testing Station No. 24. I am (static) a more efficient sand compaction techniques. The underlying geology proved unstable and before (unintelligible) and whole sections sank into the sand. Along with most of my crew... I have accepted full responsibility for this disaster of course. As the Orange Catholic Bible says: "He (unintelligible) foolish (unintelligible) ...and the winds blew and beat upon the house...and it fell. And (unintelligible) the fall of it." And great was the fall of it.

Shigawire Recordings

SLAVER: We've had some setbacks, but I'm sure we can still come out ahead. I mean, these things were made to work, right? Each one of 'em is worth at least twenty regular slaves. If the Free Traders were smuggling 'em then... they've gotta be worth a bundle, right? Only trouble is, they're uncontrollable. Damn things will try to kill you if they get half a chance. Lemenger's sure he can get 'em sorted out though. Meantime, keep your guard up in case any of 'em get loose. And watch your step around here - Chavez was careless and got pulled down into the sands yesterday. Stupid sap.  

DR. LEMENGER: All right, Flint, the shigawire is rolling and we are all set for the test. Now remember, I'm going to let the subject free and he should respond to my orders. If he hesitates to follow directions, I will instruct you to fire a controlled burst from your flamethrower - in the air! You know how they don't like the light. It should correct any improper behavior. Just be certain to wait for my order! Let's begin. L31, come out... Good!
FLINT: God! I forgot how ugly those things were!
DR. LEMENGER: Shut up, idiot! We don't need your distractions. L31, I want you to pick up that shovel for me. That's right. Good! 
FLINT: I don't like the way it's looking at me! Let's give it some light! 
DR. LEMENGER: No! No! You're provoking him! Stop!
FLINT: It's coming for me! I'm lighting it up!
DR. LEMENGER: NO!
FLINT: Don't worry, Doc, that's finished it.
DR. LEMENGER: You absolute fool! These poor things are far better at following orders than your kind. Get out!

 SLAVER: I'm telling you, Lemenger's gone off the deep end. He won't even come out of there anymore except to demand food and water. Just him and those things, alone in the dark. I swear I hear him singing to them at night! He's becoming more like one of them every day. I don't trust him. If we don't see some results soon, I say we cut our losses and head back to Harko.

 DR. LEMENGER: I was able to use the creatures' aversion to light as a means of temporarily controlling their behavior but they wouldn't obey for long. At last, I discovered the problem: There are servo-stems embedded in the Suboids' brains as a means of controlling them. Without the proper command mechanisms, I cannot direct them. There is only one solution: I must remove the servo-stims. Finally, after so many frustrations, I have achieved success. I removed the controlling servo-stim from the brain of subject L48. He survived the procedure and is recovering nicely. He is already more receptive to my commands. I will use the same process to free the others. It is very rewarding to see how my little subies have changed after the servo-stims were removed. Not only do they now obey my commands, but they've also begun to follow me around like a pack of faithful hounds! I admit, I've become quite attached to them. I don't like the way my former associates treat my dear subies. Why, any one of my pets has twice the intelligence and charm of those clods! We don't need them. We're happy here...in the dark...together.

Boss Fight

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