Be the derpy one, eidolonsBluster.
You are now eidolonsBluster
, AKA the DERPY ONE.
Actually no one has ever called you that. You usually just go by JAHNOS ECKBER, possibly because that is literally your name.
As previously mentioned, you and your three other friends have recently relocated yourselves to this meteor to escape detection from an aforementioned DEMONIC PRESENCE. For the moment at least you have decided that this room will be your temporary base of operations, a decision based mostly on the fact that there happen to be FOUR COMPUTERS just sitting there like they were waiting for you. With one for each of you it almost seems like FATE. Actually it doesn't just seem like it, you are basically sure that's precisely what it is. WEIRD STUFF like that happens to you all the time and you don't even question it anymore.
After witnessing HUNDREDS of DOOMED TIME CLONES slaughtered by the dozen right in front of their eyes your teammates are PRETTY SHAKEN and you can't exactly blame them. You put on a BRAVE SMILING FACE to reassure them even though you're basically freaking out inside as well. As the CHOSEN FRIENDLEADER of your group you try your best to LEAD BY EXAMPLE rather than bossing people around. You think that's what being a good leader is about, so you work to set the best example you possibly can by always staying OPTIMISTIC in the FACE OF ADVERSITY.
Moments ago you delivered a FRIENDLY DECREE to the others not to leave this room until you come up with a plan for how you will proceed. While you don't think you can FORBID them from leaving, you really don't want anyone to wander off and get hurt. You have been tirelessly watching the ONLY EXIT (Which just so happens to be the ONLY ENTRANCE as well) to make sure that doesn't happen.
So for the moment you continue to survey your troops with your KEEN EYESIGHT, which isn't actually all that KEEN. You could always use the BIT-MAP function instead, but you've never had all that much luck with VAGUELY-DEFINED GAMING ABSTRACTIONS.
What will you do?