The Wasting of Walsave

Taking their dirigible over the Tangled Woods kept them out of most encounters along the trail. Not that they could actually see a trail, but Piloting and some freak success at Navigating got them through without a major hitch. They also had the old plastic sales brochures to guide them, though they were a few hundred years out of date.
One largish Winged Slasher liked the look of their blimp and had amorous intentions. He had to be interrupted before the gas cells were compromised.

Hitting the ground (finally..) the PC's ordered Sonya-7 to fly back to Walsave. Bringing Bambi and her minor Medic programming just in case, they ventured further into the dark wood. It didn't take long 'fore they encountered 8 Bane Bears! Too bad the beasts lost init and were over 3 rnds away, 'as the bear runs' and my group's ranged weapons are formidable. I also gave the team +2 init for IR/Starlight goggs. Maybe a bit generous..
(In hindsight, I shouldn't have rolled random encounters during the game. This slowed down play and we lost some of the momentum from a 'dark and scary' forest. I will roll a few encounters before the game that I think will be appropriate and just mark pgs to save time.)

Making their way down a game trail, they found a large clearing that wasn't visible from the air.
Well manicured lawns, flowering bushes and a razor wire topped fence surround a large, hanger type, facility. They watched the locale for and entire day and night, avoiding encounters (eating up more game time)watching the coming and goings of agriculture-maintenance bots and repair bots in their rounds.
A short runway led to a pristine whirly bird and they could just make out a well maintained hover car around the back of the building.
It wasn't long before one of the group summoned up enough courage to approach the front gate and read the sign; "Please push red button for assistance." After a brief exchange with an exasperated male voice, the group was allowed inside..

I've been waiting for any excuse to break out my old GW module from the early 1980's.
The Gallus Gallus Research Institute and Processing Facility was a hoot!
Some might call ME "gonzo", but it was more of an "I have no mouth and I must scream" kind of game.

I've been waiting to run the group through this old module for ages.
grognardia.blogspot.com/2010/08/retrospective-famine-in-far-go.html

I had to place it somewhere close but was still well hidden and the Twisted Woods worked out great. Change Far-Go to Walsave and Arx Skystone to Benwad. The Great Oad became Shroud Road and everything fell into place.
So the whole thing became a sort of "There Just Might Be A Famine In Walsave" type of adventure.

Flashing their badge allowed admittance and a soothing female voice asked about their vacation of over 45,000 days. 3 security 'bots led them down a maze of clean hallways and rounding the corner showed an open office door labeled "Alice Navarin, Sales Representative". Before they enter, the security bots say "Gallus gallus! and charge up their stun lasers. A mutant bird creature is at a desk peering into the computer screen with its one cyclops eye. Screaming something like a rooster crow, it kicks over the desk for cover then begins blasting with an IR laser carbine. The players smell something like an iron being left on too long and the front security bot pours out black smoke. The faux wood wall behind bot smolders and catches fire.

The chicken mutant is wearing work coveralls and a hat with the La Prix Ind. logo. "It looks as if he works here..".
The players decide to help the chicken and after dispatching their escort, the group tries to parlay. The replies are meaningless and this bird is not backing down. They rush in to grapple him down but he tries to peck with his beak.
One player: "Wait a minute, GM. You're saying there are grappling rules and we used the grappling rules to successfully subdue this guy. There are two of us on him and and one trying to pat him down, but then he was still able to attack us?"
Second player: "Well, sure. If you grab my arms and hands I could still attack with my mandibles or even my horn". As a GM, it's nice to have player support.

The players can't have this guy pecking at their faces so the Onyx Avenger administers a quick chop to the neck.
Now they have an IR Laser and a pistol. They also found a frag grenade in a hidden subdermal pouch. "Oh, he has a pouch like Randy?".
"Chickens don't have pouches.."
Then the players learn a new term, cloaca. "Yuck.."

Accessing the computer tablet that fell off the desk, they could tell mutant bird was trying to hack security.
From the tablet, the PC's were able to see the factory map and realized that every surrounding room was lit up in flashing red. Most of the cameras were off-line but some showed large groups of mutant chickens in fire fights with security bots. Some of the map entries were labeled "Chicken Hatchery", "Feed Storage", "Experimental Chimeric Radiation Labs" and "Patty Processing Area".

Using Telepathy, Randy sent out a quick mental message to all the chickens with in range; "Don't attack us, we're trying to help". He received one reply which was only a short visual. A chicken was being held behind locked doors but could see through a glass steel window a security room across the hall. A handful of bots were trapped in the other room and it's door was sparking electricity.
After wading through the corridor battle, the PC's finally found the room. Through Telepathy, they learned a bit about this facility.

An AI controlled most of the automation and the bots. One of it's duties was to find new ways to get the most efficiency out plant production. After The Fall and with no one to keep its programming updated, the AI went insane. It tried new and radical approaches and begin experimenting in ways that human handlers would never allow. The AI began uplifting chicken intelligence and hacking their genes to produce new and strange strains as potential food for a civilization that would never need the product.
The process took over 100 years, but the AI finally developed a beastial, chimeric chicken. Some possessing mental mutations.

The Patty Processing Area was one of the locations the beastial chickens weren't able to hold. It seemed the robots were using everything they could to hold that area. This was the most hated of all. This is where chickens were tortured and ripped apart by the insane AI's machines, ground, made into patties and flash frozen.
The players were able to help the chickens and stop the AI's control of security but never broke through to the Processing Area.
The AI has lost control of its army but still controls the reactor facility. Although this factory no longer produces frozen chicken patties, the PC's have found some allies.

They were allowed to leave with a few Agricultural 'bots to try and help Walsave with the aphids. It can work night and day without danger to the town. They also brought along some of the chickens that wanted to see the outside world. Half of the players took the whirly bird and the others drove the hover car back through the woods. Their flying machine broke down outside of town and the hover car's on board systems predict a catastrophic failure after 50km of use.

What will happen to the facility?
What is in the future for the remaining chickens?
The plant is right on the boarder of DOA control. The DOA would love to recruit mental mutant chickens and a high tech facility.
What about the AI?

I could put this in "After Game Play" section but since it was an old converted module from another game, I stuck it here.