Proving true the age-old adage “drinking and smoking kills”, a pair of Omni Weapons Corp. employees decide to stick-it-to their boss and hold Happy Hour in their laboratory…with cataclysmic results…
*Burp* "Hey, Mike, can you give me a light, bro?”
*Urp* "No problem, Steve!”
“Mike and Steve, I need you fools to give me an update on-WHAT IN THE NAME OF ALFRED NOBEL ARE YOU-!”
*Boombox blasting* “We didn’t start the fire! It was always burnin’, since the world’s been turnin…”
It doesn’t get much dumber than taking slugs of whiskey on a crate of poisonous acid.
Deadly chemicals are brewed, mixed, and created in the lab for use in weaponry.
Pride of Omni Corporation’s arsenal: the M85 FOAB (Father of All Bombs). Combines three thermonuclear warheads into one big package. It’s perfectly safe as long as the fail-safe device is installed on the nose – oh, dear…it appears it hasn’t been installed yet…
Multi-tool helper has all the equipment a bomb-maker could need.
A crate of TNT + empty glasses = not good
Laser targeting computer.
Omni’s latest product: the Decimator. Perfect for annihilating your enemies…doesn’t even leave behind a mess!
Hmmm…looks like the laser needs a bit of fine-tuning, fellas…
Next-generation gun charging racks. Red symbols indicate that the firearms are fully juiced and ready to roll.
Ooooh! Let’s see what types of pallets we have here: phosphorous (yellow), nerve agents (neon), flechete cans (green), napalm (orange), and good ‘ol high explosives (brown)!
On the threat-scale, with blue being “safe” and red being “high-alert”, my guess is the situation is at code “RUUUUUUNNN!”
Blast divider protects testers from any shrapnel or backblast. Something tells me it’s not going to work in this particular situation, though…
Page number 256 of the Omni Corp. Employee Handbook: In case of weapons malfunction and/or extreme danger, all employees should don protective Haz-mat gear and run for their lives. Sigh…it’s a pity no one ever reads those things; they’re full of common sense.
Refrigerator unit for holding bio-agents. Let’s have a look inside, shall we?
There’s a reason this laboratory isn’t number one in the company, that’s for sure…
Camera’s monitor every move employees make. Now, now: I know what you’re thinking “Then how did these two buffoons get away with all this insanity!?” Not to fear; all will be revealed shortly.
Window for the security station. I wonder who could be in there?
Good heavens! This security guard is clearly delusional (note his un-earned ‘police’ sign on desk) and is obviously not doing his job (note video game on camera monitor). Who is this ignoramus!?
“Woot! New high score, baby! Get sum, Phipson-haters!”
Five seconds later and thirty miles away, a fisherman makes an astonishing discovery:
“Glory be! Woudja look at them nukes’ going off! Hahaha! Ya know what this means? No size restrictions and darn the fish limit!
Never thought I’d be saying this, but here it goes:
Thank you, Bionicle, for making those awful Cordak blaster ammo rounds; they are the single piece that inspired this whole MOC :P
A super moc! A great weapons lab with lotsa details! Thanx for the tour so we wouldn't miss any of them! Hee, hee... love the Nobel(=dynamite) comment! Now I really know why, when I taught HS chem, I was always extra vigilent on lab days in my after lunch class! Gotta watch that Lab Safety! :)