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[Coalwalker]

Waitlist, please? First time in an RTD.

Spoiler: Samson D. Eggman (click to show/hide)

Name: Samson D. Eggman
Description: A nervous and twitchy plump man in his 30s, maintaining some semblance of optimism but deep down quickly sinking into the hopelessness of life never getting any better, unless maybe the bonuses are good this year, or he wins the raffle, which he participates in religiously. He has an odd penchant for gambling and risk-taking that never quite manifests in normal circumstances because of his timid nature. He has remained blissfully igorant of much of the danger of the office, or at least treats it as if it's totally normal.
Department: Finance.
Where do you see yourself in five years? Right here. But maybe I'll be swept into a government plot, or meet a nice girl. Hahahah! *nervous laugh*
Lunch: A baloney sandwich, with an adventurous amount of mustard. Today will be a good day.

[SomeStupidGuy]

Welp. I suppose I'll hop in the waitlist. 'cause why not.

Spoiler: Woo, character. (click to show/hide)

Name: Julian L. Barrows
Description: A tall thin man in his late 20s, who is apparently perpetually half-asleep. Has a calm(or uncaring, if you want to be honest) disposition, as well as a distinct tendency towards procrastination. Generally a surprisingly good worker, even if everything's done to the bare minimum.
Department: Law
Where do you see yourself in five years? 'Hopefully, elsewhere. Realistically, still here.'
Lunch: Granola bar.

[Xanmyral]

Hiring? Oh boy, resume time!

Spoiler: Resume (click to show/hide)

Name (first, middle initial, and last) Arron M. Burns
How would your co-workers describe you? People around the office tend to say that he is 'that one hard-to-read guy who's always reading or fiddling with playing cards.' Others, 'that blood-sucking leech of a lawyer,' but then again they call most of the Law Department that. During breaks, he's known to play poker with some of the other people from different departments. Not of much descriptive about him physically, average height, frame, typically wears formal as per regulations. Has a lot of books on his desk, most aren't law books, and some of those law books are just books with law book covers over them. Some of the people around the office say some of them are relationship books, what else can books with author's like "Lovecraft" be about?
Department: Law
Where do you see yourself in five years? "Hopefully rich and successful. Probably broker than I am now."
What you brought for lunch today, or if you plan on going out to eat. Can of off-brand soda, peanut butter and jelly sandwich, and some chips.

[GreatWyrmGold]

...

Look at the clock. If it's close to time to leave, head home. If not, try to find something to make me look busy on a lower floor.

[NRDL]

Aw.  I'm dead.  Did you actually roll the "spirit leaving the body" bit, or is it really impossible?  With everything else happening, I figured I'd have a decent chance. 

[penguinofhonor]

I actually rolled for it. Had you gotten a 5 or 6 your spirit still probably wouldn't have lasted long, but I'd have given you a few turns before you got eaten by some shadow-beast or something as a reward for your luck and creativity.

[borno]

Undeterred, the Green Maid presses on! All superheroes have been hit by grenades at least once!

[penguinofhonor]

And the waiting list is now decently long. Still, feel free to apply if you still want to. Or to reapply if you're NRDL.

Turn 32
^{<- Turn 31 | Turn 33 ->}

Good girl.

Come out of the closet. Then lock it, if possible.

1. You crack open the door to try and sneak out, but the light shines on the shade, causing it to hiss and envelop you to try to save itself. (5) You feel faint as it wraps around you and drains your remaining 2 HP away. You fall unconscious.

...

Look at the clock. If it's close to time to leave, head home. If not, try to find something to make me look busy on a lower floor.

2. Well... it's eleven, and work typically ends around four, so you've got quite a few hours before you can leave. You try to head towards the elevator while avoiding any crazy people, but someone with a bible starts approaching you so you head back to your desk and try to look busy until they give up.

Clair shrug "happened to the best of us 1 out of six times, tea?"

locate kettal and first aid box

4. You grab a first aid kit from the station by the receptionist's desk on your way to the break room, then heat up some water in the microwave. While you're waiting, you patch yourself up and heal 7 HP, and you use the rest of the kit to heal Clara for 2 HP. You get the water once it's hot.

As you're making your tea, you notice that Clara seems impatient. "Is something wrong?" you ask.

"We don't have much time. If my calculations are right, we've got exactly one hour left to complete our mission or our competitors will first. I can't tell you too many details in case they capture you, but it's very urgent. We've got to get to the top floor of this building as soon as we can."

Martin pulls out a weathered old notebook and begins to write inside it.

Marigold's Log, February 5th, 10:55 AM

There are sounds outside of my cubicle. Not the usual sounds. New sounds. Bad sounds. Distracting sounds. Screams of pain, death and oppression. More than usual. Could not summon bravery to forage yet. There is something out there, I know it. And I will have to leave my lair eventually, comfortable though it may be for now. Am wrestling with thoughts of whether to leave now or leave later. Now seems a better idea, as it will let me know my enemy and engage on my own terms. Should anyone find this log on my corpse, my chicken sandwich (hidden in my back pocket) is to be burned along with my remains.

With that done, Martin could go on with his day. First order of business, recon.

Grab some pens as well as anything sharper than that from my cubicle. Place half-eaten chicken sandwich in back pocket. Look over cubicle walls after standing on desk to get a good idea of any trouble in the nearest vicinity.

5. You pocket some pens (1d2 damage) and your ready your trusty letter opener in case things get ugly (1d3 damage). You then peek over your wall - finance seems to be the most sane department for now. HR has been taken over by religious loons, IT will run out of power any minute now (leaving HR as the only department with any), and Law seems to have a bad case of zombies.

Finance is pretty well off in comparison. Sure, there's some sobbing audible nearby and you're pretty sure you saw some eyeballs peeking out from dark corners but at least nothing deadly seems to be going on.

Undeterred, the Green Maid presses on! All superheroes have been hit by grenades at least once!

6. Another grenade rolls towards you, but you decide to try this thing you saw in a movie one time. You turn your back to it and start walking toward where it was thrown from. It explodes, luckily dealing no damage to you, and launches you south. You land near the end of the hallway where it appears someone has set up some sort of base in the building with portable metal walls. There's a door facing you, but it's closed and looks pretty resilient.

"Halt!" a man shouts from behind the wall. A small slot opens in the door and someone peeks through it. "Ah, a local. This floor is currently a war zone. Please find somewhere less dangerous until Operation Icthys Dogma Penance is complete."

Status
Time - 11:00 AM Tuesday Febuary 5 2013

Spoiler: Darvi (click to show/hide)

Name: Ronald X. Brooke
0/10 HP
Department: IT
Location: 15th floor - North (Closet)
Inventory: A bag of potato chips
Abilities: Troubleshoot
Status: Unconscious, enveloped by GRU Class Shade

Spoiler: scapheap (click to show/hide)

Name: Clair R. King
7/10 HP
Department: Finance
Location: 11th floor - Break Room
Weapon: Letter opener
Inventory: Teacup, 3 teabags
Abilities: Accounting Degree, stabber

Spoiler: borno (click to show/hide)

Name: Jake T. Hallenstein, the Green Maid
7/11 HP
Department: HR
Location: 15th floor - South
Weapon: Pipe of Vengeance
Inventory: Empty
Abilities: Sadism, barmaid, sparse green scales

Spoiler: GreatWyrmGold (click to show/hide)

Name: Aiden Brack Carlson
10/10 HP
Department: IT
Location: 11th floor - IT
Inventory: Empty
Abilities: Troubleshoot, one arm, metallic interface surface
Status: Affected by an unknown power (2)

Spoiler: Harry Baldman (click to show/hide)

Name: Martin M. Marigold
10/10 HP
Department: Finance
Location: 11th floor - Finance
Weapon: Letter opener
Inventory: Half a chicken sandwich, two pens, notebook
Abilities: Accounting Degree

NPCs

Spoiler: Clara R. Regia (click to show/hide)

8/10 HP
Department: Finance
Location: 11th floor - Break Room
Weapon: Ritual Blade
Inventory: Teacup, 2 teabags
Abilities: Abacus Aptitude

Spoiler: GRU Class Shade (click to show/hide)

An unstable creature made out of concentrated darkness. It feeds on the life force of the living to prolong its existence.
11/13 HP
Department: Security
Location: 15th floor - North (Closet)
Attacks: Shadow claw, envelop
Abilities: Shadowy summons
Status: Enveloping Ronald X. Brooke

[scapheap]

"lets go"

Grab tea and head for the top floor

(GM will add stabber trait)

[Harry Baldman]

Investigate sobbing. If source cannot be found, forage for food.

[penguinofhonor]

(GM will add stabber trait)

Ehehe, I knew I was forgetting something.

[GreatWyrmGold]

Continue feigning business. Or actually get busy, if I...this is coming out wrong, isn't it?

[borno]

"I work for Billy Mayfly, and I'm a superhero."
Jake points to scales.
"Let me in please!"

[Darvi]

Hey kids, do you know what time it is? It's time for the Eleventh Hour Super Power!

[NRDL]

Sure, I'll apply to the waiting list. 

Name: Zombie Jeremiah S. Nix
How would your coworkers describe you: An undead creature
Department: Law
Where do you see yourself in five years: Hopefully still alive
Lunch: I still have have that ham sandwich right? 

Is this okay?  Or too unfair to other players?