"Oh yeah! ... do you think I can just use my torch?"
Kyle says turning to Jeff.
Jeff pauses.
"Let's at least try that before we even think about going down the hole that thing came out of."
[d20 = 19+1 welding] Jeffs pulls the metal back plate out of his vest and tells Aedan to stand back. Using it like a mask, he peers through a thin cut he made a long time ago and begins a cut right in the middle of the door, intending to burn a hole big enough to climb through. It takes a long time, but Jeff finally finishes the burn. He turns off the torch and gives the door a push. A glowing red circle drops out the other side with a brief clatter. Jeff stuffs the protective plate back into his vest and warns that the edge of the portal is sharp, and still a bit hot. Aedan bends down to peer through the hole. He can see that the corridor goes on a bit longer and ends in a second door similar to the one they just cut through. On the right hand wall are a bunch lockers, it looks like an area for workers to don their uniforms. He can also see a small computer terminal in the corner beside the second door.
Short, very tan man with black hair who always has a smile on his face. He's always wearing a cobbled-together flak jacket and a too-big helmet, saying that they will "protect his precious squishy body". Is a wee bit paranoid, after an unfortunate incident involving a surveillance system, a toaster, and enemy fire.
Gear
Metal Vest (a pair of quarter inch metal plates you strapped together, provides protection for your chest and upper back, uncomfortable and slightly inhibits the mobility of your arms)
Steel Helmet (an unmarked military helmet; you stole it)
Skills
First Aid +1 | Bomb-Making +1 | Cooking +1
Ico 21 Pistol (Revolver) 0/6
- 15x 45. Rounds
Medical Satchel (cloth bandages, alcohol, skin stapler, iodine, etc.)
100g Explosive Powder
Starch Paper
4x Matches
Data Recorder
- Pictape, "MCity 2:Block 121"
- Textape, "Nutrient Processing and Distribution Plant 83-B"
Has red hair, green eyes, an Irish accent and is pissed that someone drank all his whiskey. Wears a T-shirt under a leather jacket. He wear an army helmet that can be set on fire in case of emergency.
Gear
Steel Helmet (an unmarked military helmet; Jeff stole it)
Skills
Welding +1 | Radio Electronics +1 | Tracking +1
Chemical Cutting Torch
Shortwave Hand Radio
2.5-Foot Industrial Wrench
Powered Monocular (magnification up to 20x)
- Small Battery [30%]
Up a level I go, its scavenging time.
Help Everett with the scavenging.
You walk together over to the elevators. There's a flat electronic tone as you draw near and a buzzing electronic voice quips vaguely:
ID required.Hank has green eyes and messy brown hair. He stands at a 6' 2" when standing upright, however, as a civil mechanic, he is usually hunched over fixing something.
Gear
Treated Ceramics Vest (bullet/knife/laser proof, heavy and inflexible)
Skills
Mechanic +2 | Luck +1
Chemblade
Aperturehound 20mm AT Rifle 5/5
- 19x 20mm Rounds
Toolpack
Short, stocky, covered in black hair. Obsessed with stores of space, wears cargo pants and boots. Brought as many books as he can shove in his pockets.
Gear
Large Jacket
Cargo Pants
Military Boots
Skills
Traditional Lockpicking +1 | Computers +1 | Sneaking +1
Deplau 9mm Sub Gun 50/50
- 2x Box Magazines (29/50, 50/50)
Set of Picks
Data Recorder
Books
- Coyote
- Fowls of the Air and the Government
- How to Stay Alive in the Woods
"Zietboro can you pop your head out, and get a better look at whatever these things are? Maybe look for a sign as to a building or something that might have equipment, or gear for us to loot."
Be ready to pull mad reverse tonk driving maneuvers if something bad happens.
You roll the tank forwards slowly between the large black crates. Zietboro turns the latch and eases the command hatch open carefully.
I'm looking at these boxes, I can see serials. 'S-CB-09, Type.300 Mk.B' They're definitely wardroids inside. Fuck me, there's got to be close to a hundred of them in here. You emerge from the rows of black crates, they stop about halfway across the entire warehouse floor. The headlamps flood the whole area with light, and even from inside the tank you can see that the rest of the building is mostly empty except for some stacks of, much smaller, ordinary wooden crates shoved into a pile against the opposite wall. Very ordinary, Zietboro reports that she can't see any markings on the boxes from here. One corner of the warehouse is partitioned off by walls, forming a small side room, probably for storage.. Perhaps an office or a locker room? And in the middle of the wall there's another roller door similar to the one you guys used to get into the warehouse.
Zietboro sweeps her searchlight around and she illuminates a pile of wires that she didn't see before. She follows the trail with the beam and sees a stack of electronics resting smack in the middle of the empty warehouse floor. It looks like some kind of computer terminal. The bundles of wires are connected to one of the large crates. This one looks different from the others, lopsided, almost as if it's falling apart. Pieces of the siding are shifted at funny angles and bits of metal and rubber conduits protrude here and there.
Driver's Station
- Controls (side console joystick, manual gearshift, pedal brakes/accelerator, forward viewing slat)
- Mechanical Station (readouts on engine status and interior/exterior temperature among other things, electrical controls including interior/exterior hull lights, heater controls, tools and other nifty things)
- Compact Cassette Tape Deck (PROPERTY OF [ADWARF], DO NOT TOUCH)
- 12.7mm Forward Hull-Mounted Machine Gun (1000 round box, selective fire anywhere up to 50 rounds, remote-operated using an analogue stick, can also be operated manually by a separate crewman)
Commander's Station
- Computer Station (secondary systems, maps, tank condition and specs, other information, can download and display data on the monitors, generally nifty)
- 3D-Terrain Visualizer (a pair of goggles you pop on your head and it displays the exterior of the tank in 3D vector graphics (golly that's slick!) you see the terrain before you in the first-person in whatever direction your head is turned, the image is not real-time and updates every full second)
- Radio (short-wave transmitter, connected to an external loudspeaker)
- Searchlight
- 13.2mm Dual-Mounted Pintle Machine Gun (50-round drum, independent triggers)
Gunner's Station
- 100mm Main Gun (trigger mechanism, autoloader, periscope sight w/various magnification settings)
- 12.7mm Sub-Gun (1000 round box, fully automatic)
- Ammo Magazines
- Sub-Mainframe (fire control)
- Armory (a metal box with a lock for holding personal weapons)
- Top Hatch Open
Armor
- Forward (Thick, pocked)
- Right (Thick, scarred)
- Left (Thick)
- Rear (Thin)
Electric Engine (Running Smoothly)
- 30 Pound Battery Cell (Active,
31.5%)
- 6 Pound Reserve Cell (Inactive, 0%)
WeaponsMain 100mm (Cleared) (1x HEAT, 1x SABOT)
- Coaxial 12.7mm (0043/1000)
Pintle Dual 13.2mm (10/50) (03/50)
Forward Hull 12.7mm (0000/1000)
Light blonde hair, green eyes, six foot tall, slim build, always wears goggles, TANKS ARE BEST
Gear
Crew Goggles/worn
AU Jumpsuit/worn (a grey jumpsuit that zips up in the front, has the number '12' stenciled on the back in square yellow characters)
Skills
Tank Driver +2 | Mechanic +1
Various Compact Cassette Tapes
Of average height and his build borders on fat, but with just a hint of muscle that shows that is isn't as weak as he seems to be. He has short black hair, a short black beard, and beady, blue eyes. He can usually be seen wearing a faded blue uniform with a vast array of medals pinned to his breast, which is odd because most of his medals seem to be handmade out of solder and scrap iron. His uniform has also been altered slightly, so that he has plenty of pockets to hide bits and pieces in. To top off his look, he has a faded blue, wide-brim hat on his head.
Gear
AU Jumpsuit/worn (a grey jumpsuit that zips up in the front, has the number '12' stenciled on the back in square yellow characters)
Skills
Artillery +1 | Computers +1 | Science +1
3x Cigarettes
Personal Lighter
A no-nonsense professional of the armored corps, Zietboro's a lady of average looks and brown hair shoved underneath a CVC helmet. She's a serious stickler at making sure her crew regular change their socks, but is always found wearing the same set of coveralls, held together more with thread and repair jobs than original fabric at this point.
Gear
Combat Vehicle Helm/worn (a dull green, slightly bulky combat helmet with an open face)
AU Jumpsuit/worn (a grey jumpsuit that zips up in the front, has the number '12' stenciled on the back in square yellow characters)
AP Vest/worn (an reddish-orange vest, ceramic plates render the torso and upper arms nearly impervious to most shrapnel and pistol caliber munitions)
Skills
Computers +2 | Pistols +1
P22 9mm Service Pistol 05/10
- 1x P22 Magazine 00/10
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