Shovel

The Shovel is an item present in 60 Parsecs!

General Information[]

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"Shovel" Events[]

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List of event where the Shovel can be use as an item

Blockage At Transfer:[]

(1st time) The lead from Vactrain Central approaches the shuttle. "Tunnel blockage at transfer. Primary Transfer. Unidig" it mutters, making a shovelling motin with its gloved claws. Clearly it want you to go do some dirty work cleaning important vactrain lines. You ask why they can't do it themselves. "No go in tunnel," it says, shivering with fear. "No dark!" Take a shovel and go see what you can do?

(Other times) The vactrain-loving Phobian has returned and demands help with the vactrain tunnel clear out. They are making that incessant shovelling motion again. Help them out?

Use Shovel:[]

(If the Shovel is upgraded) You did it, Captain Ellis/Dawkins/Bronco/Mann/Thomson/Angelle! Shovel in the hand, you trouped into the dark tunnel one last time, found your way to the massive sprawl of the vactrain exchange, and worked away at a small blockage at one crucial point. Phobonos's panet-wide vactrain systems has been reinstated. The Phobians are delighted and, after a train stop to an unfathomably large store room, you are ecstatic, too. You have access to all the soup you need for the hundreds years! A vast souplus of food! This cold wars has ended with a warm, fuzzy feeling. (Win)
(If the Shovel isn't upgraded) ???

Communist Traitor!:[]

Emmet/Deedee/Baby/Maegan/Tom/April, what are you doing? Captain! Crewmate Ellis/Dawkins/Bronco/Mann/Thomson/Angelle is violating protocol. He/She is attempting to override my memory storage. This is... oh, no! Captain! He/She is the traitor who has been sabotaging us all this time! "You? You of all people!?" you cry in horror. "You were my friend, Emmet/Deedee/Baby/Maegan/Tom/April!" Emmet/Deedee/Baby/Maegan/Tom/April glances at you with a reddish look in his/her eyes, and you finally figure it out. "Comrade Ellis/Dawkins/Bronco/Mann/Thomson/Angelle, I presume?" you bark. A Soviet mole! "It's too late, foolish Astrocitizens!" He/She cackles and delivers a piece of communist propaganda that will haunt you forever. "A" That does it. Captain! The traitor Ellis/Dawkins/Bronco/Mann/Thomson/Angelle must be stopped! Now! Before He/She convinces you that the working class has rights!

Use Shovel:[]

"Say hello to my little friend - Comrade Shovel!" your scream echoed through the tiny shuttle ever more than the sound of said shovel clinking on the communist's head, filling the dreams of magnificent Kolkhozes. | Now that we got rid of Comrade Traitorski, we can finally go back to work. You know, we could have seen this one coming with all the quotes from Marx he/she was dropping, and of course, all the times he/she tried on that ushanka. Let's be more vigilant next time. (Emmet/Deedee/Baby/Megan/Tom/April died)

Food Dispensing Machine:[]

Last night I was browsing up some designs of beautiful machines. Never you mind, why. Now pay attention. I found a food dispensing machine on board! All shuttles in the Astrocitizen Program were to be equipped with one. Ours is missing a lever, but apart of that, it seems functional. It's hardly rocket science, so you should manage to fix it. But how?

Use Shovel:[]

Benging the machine mercilessly with a shovel was bound to bring results! If the handle hadn't wedged in place of a lever, I'm sure the vending machine would have fixed itself and put an end to all the noise. I'm so proud to be a member of your crew, Captain. Now just a little pull, and... there you go, Captain! A brand new can of soup, straight for the vending machine! Unfortunately, there was only one portion inside. Don't worry, I already get rid a the remaining junk. +1 Soup

Hitchhiker On Board!:[]

Captain, we have a hitchhiker on board! A flash of light, and this humanoid, dressed in a strange space suit, appeared in the corner. We have many means of interacting with the visitor, but should be cautious. Who knows what his purpose is?

Use Shovel:[]

You acted on instinct, grabbing the closest weapon-like item to defend yourself from this intrusion. The shovel! The alien kept evading your swings. -Shovel | You almost got him, but his suit chirped, and he suddenly vanished. You kept swinging the shovel until you hit the shuttle wall with a loud BANG.

Just To Be Safe:[]

(If the shuttle is on Mootopia):

This planet's violent storms are quite show, aren't they, Captain? A particularly strong one is moving our way right now, according to my reading. I predict quite a bit of shaking as it passes us by. May I suggest some safety measures? We should be fine, but the shaking could damage some of our supplies. If we had Something to prop them with, maybe that would help... what do you reckon?

Use Shovel:[]

The shovel came in useful when the storm hit, Captain. You used it to be prop up our supplies, and as the shuttle shook, there was one only rattling and no actual damage to our supply stash. One loud bang gave us a fright, but when the storm subsided and we double checked the outside of the shuttle, all we found was a can of soup! Perculiar, Captain. What was it doing in that storm? +1 Soup

Let's Design A Game!:[]

(If the shuttle is in Space):

Space travel can be dull, but there are still TONS of ways to make your own fun. Trust me. I live in a computer. Let's design a game! Your game will need a "core-mechanic," which could revolve around an item. Get creative! What kind of game will you design?

Use Shovel:[]

(With 2 or more crew members) You designed your game around the shovel. The core mechanic of your game was "tag." You, being the captain, were always "it." You chased the rest of the crew around the shuttle trying to smack them in the head. You played until no one wanted to play with you anymore. Still, the mood on the shuttle lightened. +Increases everyone's sanity
(With 1 crew member) You designed your game around the shovel. The core mechanic of your game was “tug-of-war.” You and [Crewmate's Name] each grabbed one end of the shovel and pulled. You, being the captain, held onto the blade, which made beating [Crewmate's Name] super easy. You played until no one wanted to play with you anymore. Still, the mood on the shuttle lightened. +Increases everyone's sanity
(Without crew) You designed your game around the shovel. The core mechanic of your game was “centripetal force,” and the only rule was that you could not stop until you fell over. You passed the time by swinging the shovel around in circles and making yourself dizzy. It wasn’t a long game, but boy/girl was it fun. +Increases Captain's sanity

Lost Fluffscales:[]

(If the shuttle is in Space):

Captain, we've stopped moving! An automaton is tethering us. I'll pay its transmission on the main display: "Want to do good in the universe? The fluffscales need your help!" A picture of an animal - a fluffscale, presumably -fills the screen. It's a cross between a wild hog, roadkill, and a snake. The roadkill looks at you expectantly. "Since their masters went extinct, fluffscales suffer freedom. Unaccustomed, they are on the verge of dying. Donate soup to poor fluffscales! All it takes is one can, and I will gratefully let you go." What do we do, Captain?

Use Shovel:[]

You had no sympathy for the fluffscales. You dangled out the airlock and hit the fundraising automaton hard with a shovel, but it was your words that made the bigger impression. When the robot heard you yell about the hardship of your travel, it expressed sympathy and started sharing its resources with you immediately. +20 Minerals | Then it took a picture of you. It vowed the compaign for metals on humankind's behalf. "I will not rest until each human can shield itself from nuclear radiation!" it proclaimed boldly, and left. Chances are high your image evoke much more a pity than a fluffscale.

Natural Selection Bot:[]

A sweet old man looking like Charles Darwin is knocking at our airlock politely. You let him in, he shakes your hand... Then hold it in an iron grip, and won't let go. "With technology, evolution stops. Soviet scientist want our species to stay strong, so they created me, the natural selection bot." He claims it is for your own good, which is what the dentist always said, and you did believed him either. "You've let me in, despite the warning signs. Now face your space predator, human." He does have a point, Captain. Oh, I can see why you'd want to postpone the discussion. Defend yourself!

Use Shovel:[]

A Soviet-made Darwinian predator held you in its grip. "The shovel is mightier than the sword!" You yelled, which took it by surprise. You insisted survival was about working together, not the sheer strength of a single soul. "I took you in, you attacked as if we were against sharing the common. Are you a bad communist?" You sneered. +Shovel gets damaged | The predator hesitated. You commanded it to dig the letter "I will not hunt without thinking" in the ground one hundred times. Like a scolded schoolchild, the predator took the shovel and went to work. He disappeared from my cameras' range at the 73th line, and I have not seen it since.

Singing Centipede:[]

([Sometimes] If the shuttle is in space for too long):

Captain, there is a gargantuan centipede wriggling toward us through space. It's jaws are big enough to swallow us all whole... and they're opening! A strange frequency is penetrating the shuttle. Captain... I think that giant bug is singing to you! Allow me to translate: "Submit your life-thread to me/ I will give you immortality/ enjoy the sweetest lovers and the finest wines/ Down in the black hole of my bel-ly..." I don't know what that means, Captain, but it can't be good. What will you do?

Use Shovel:[]

You slammed the shovel into the airlock window several times and shouted at the giant singing space centipede, "Be quiet!" But you quickly fell into a trance at the sound of the centipede's hypnotic voice. There was something otherworldly about it, like she was from another dimension. Anyway, not only were you devoured in the giant centipede's jaws - the entire thread of your life was summarily deleted from the tapestry of existence. Wait, what? Captain Who? (Game Over)

Two-Dimensional Species:[]

I am a machine, and machines cannot hear voices. The voices that I'm not hearing right now are getting very loud, though. Oh, you hear them, too...? My weight sensors are picking something up, as well. A two-dimensional species! That explains why my cameras missed them. Quite vicious, I gather. With one, decisive yell the voice are approaching fast. The air inside the door looks very empty, yet very hostile all of a sudden. How will you defend us, Captain?

Use Shovel:[]

A two-dimensional species invaded our ship. You faced a threat invisible yet deadly, like a rumour on the stock market. You attacked blindly, you all stomping and shoveling, looking like a pantomime about snow clearing. You worked in unison, trusting each other instead of your eyes. You forgot your fear, uncertainty, even hunger – only the pantomime remained. Soon the angry yells turned into squeals and the invisible attackers were all swept outside. Congratulations. You would make for one incredible cleaning crew. +Everyone gets less hungry +Increases everyone's morale

Your Favourite Thing:[]

(If Baby is your Friend):

"What's your favourite thing?" Baby asks you. "This is mine," he said, reaching into his suit collar and producing a little toy superhero branded "The Soviet Socker." He says this was the only toy his parents let him have and that when they made him do bad stuff he'd imagine he was the all-American hero. "What's yours?" Baby asks again. Captain, he is glacing suspiciously around the cabin. Is he harboring a secret? As far as I know, the only thing you care about right now is the on-board DIY equipment.

Use Shovel:[]

When Baby Bronco asked you to give him something, you pointed at the shovel in the corner. "I've used a few of these in my time," he said.
1. ??? +Upgrade "Shovel" to "Better Shovel"
2. (If the Shovel is already upgraded) Baby made a suspiciously stabbing-like motion with it before getting bored and putting down

Events Where The Shovel Can Be Found[]

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Storage Lockers Jammed!:[]

Oh no, Captain! One of the storage lockers is jammed and cannot be opened! It gets worse – it's my favorite locker! We will lose access to some of our supplies if we do nothing. Also, I will be sad. You need to act, Captain! Will you use your brains or brawns to deal with the problem?

Show Strength:[]

(Success) Good job breaking into the locker, Captain! With your superior strength, the door went flying across the shuttle, before anyone could say "parsec". Working out really worked out, didn’t it?
1. It turned out that the locker jam was caused by a shovel. Who put it there? And when? Yet another space mystery. One way or another, crisis averted, Captain! +Shovel
2. (If the Shovel was already in the shuttle) Not only did you get the Important Locker open, you even found some extra rations inside. Score! +2 Soup
(Fail) Your valiant efforts to open the locker were futile. It's still jammed. Brute force does work occasionally. If you have the strength for it. -2 Soup
1. And you were hurt in the process. Come on, Captain! Do you have a deathwish? That injury does not look good. +Captain gets injured
2. (If the Captain was Injured or Weak) Worse yet, you put so much effort into opening the locker that you hurt yourself! I’m afraid nothing can be done about those injuries. This is the end of the line for you, Captain… (Captain died) (Game Over)

Trojan Signal:[]

Sir/Ma'am, a roving signal is passing nearby. Let me analyse it. ZZZZZ -the signal contained a virus, Captain! It seems to have infected our crafting module. It's reprogramming the module's firmware and is... activating it! I'm not sure where it's getting power, or the purpose behind the module's strange movements. Do you wish to trish inserting anything into its receptacle, or to try siphoning power out of it?

Use Atomic Battery:[]

You choose to steer clear of the infected, reprogrammed crafting module in the corner. I still couldn't detect it's source power, yet you grabbed our battery and tried hooking it up, anyway.
1. Just as you connect the contacts, the device's software scanned my hard drives! The unit's nozzle began wobbling, and it's started building something in the corner, molecule-by-molecule. A shovel! A wonderful gift, but the infection immediately disappeared, and the crafting module clunked back to its original state. +Shovel
2. The crafting module immediately shorted and made strange whirring sounds. The infection erased itself, and it returned to its original state.

What's Behind The Panel?:[]

Interesting news, Captain! It appears that there is a hollow space behind one of the wall panels. A hidden room maybe...? A secret stash...? It would be worth checking out. What's your approach to finding out what's behind the panel?

Show Strength:[]

(Success) Yesterday, you removed a wall panel and found a hidden space. The panel was pretty heavy, but you tore it away with no problems at all. Nicely done, for a human.
1. There wasn't anything that exciting on the other side, though, just a shovel and a lot of good old Earth cobwebs... good thing you're not scared of spiders. At least that's what you claimed before you squealed and started waving your cobwebbed hand around like it was on fire. +Shovel
2. Unfortunately, you found nothing. The area was small and completely empty. This doesn't seem to phase you much. I suppose you are used to disappointments by now.
(Fail) Yesterday, I brought your attention to the hidden space behind one of the wall panels. You did your best to access it, but to no avail. We will probably never learn what's on the other side. My computations suggest there's only 1% chance of there being any treasure... like a really big soup can. In short – definitely not worth the trouble.

Events Where The Shovel Can Be Lost/Damaged[]

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Shovel Gallery[]

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Image	Name
	Shovel In The Shuttle
	Better Shovel In The Shuttle
	Damaged Shovel In The Shuttle
	Damaged Better Shovel In The Shuttle
	Shovel In The Station
	Shovel In Inventory In The Station

Shovel Audio[]

Sound	Name
	Shovel Sound In The Shuttle