"AHHHWHATTHEHELLDIDYOUJUSTDO!?!"
Shotgun it till its dead. Unless our resident daemon experts want to do something about it. Shotgun anything/anyone the daemon forcibly inhabits, if shit goes catastrophically sideways.
After this crisis is taken care of, track down my twins hand to properly respect him and bury it, see if the resident chef will make me a handburger.
[daemon attacking with sound 4] the daemons screeching reaches a crescendo as it streches an arm towards you and launches a small pressure wave at you. [marksmanship 2]your fire your shotgun at the daemon in an attempt to interrupt the attack but you miss. [resilience 4] the pressure wave luckily grazes you and only pops your eardrums. I mean compared to what could of happened that could've ended very poorly. [resilience 1] You drop your weapon clutch you hands to your ears and start screaming before suddenly losing conciouness
Varion asks in that tired voice only a parent tired of their kids shot makes looking at grue
Grue. What happened?
This is why we don't mess with daemons, GO FIND SOME HOLY WATER OR SOMETHING
[intelligence 4] you're pretty sure that isn't going to work.
"Alright.
Who the fuck brought a Demon on board?! I'll fucking tear your neck out!"
Violently rip apart the Demon with a chainsaw before anyone can foolishly try to tame it.
[dex 6] [daemon dex 4] [strength 5] [daemon end 1] You charge forward towards the twisted gun metal monstrifoty screaming something about a universal communicator as you do so you chainsaw drags along the side of the plane cutting a gash in it and as you get close to the daemon you easily dodge it's clumsy dodge and bring the chains saw in a horizontal slash cutting it in two and dropping each part to the floor. [daemon end 2] the daemon seems stunned by this new development and choose to just sit there while you back buffeted by the rather strong winds blowing through the plane now that there is a huge gash in it's thin skin. eh, some duct tape and it should be fine.
Damian comes rushing from his bunk when he hears the screeching, a manic look in his eye and his daemon kit in his hand, his medic kit slung over one shoulder.
"Daemon! I heard a daemon! I can do this! I have the kit!"
Think of ways to perform a quick and easy binding or controlling ritual to tame the daemon or think of some way to banish this daemon. Or to bind it to something lIke a quickly painted image of a sword on my hand. Oh, or to make it become a daemon infused hardsuit. Then do whichever one is more effective but still relatively quick in order to reduce the possibility of crewmembers getting injured or killed. If the binding or taming succeeds and somebody tries to damage my new toy, give them an injection of sedative to the carotid artery.
[intelligence 1] you charge forward towards the bisected daemon and implae yourself on one of the spikes that represents it's legs. [resilience 2] yep that's definitely going to hurt in the morning. ((it's an internal wound so someone else is going to have to take a look to figure out what the problem is.)) [resilience 5] That smarts but you can still function despite the massive pain and what your sure is probably pretty severe bleeding.
"Oi Blyat, what the fuck."
Keep the plane steady. Read the instuments to see what the damage is.
[piloting 5]
Well your losing airspeed due to the massive hole that's lowering the aerodynamic efficiency but your pretty sure that it will stay in the sky at least as long as the both engines keep running
Try not to get killed by any daemons on board. Examine surroundings for ship components or people in need of repair.
You wake from your shroom induced coma where you had been hiding inside the mushroom forest that is the ship's living quarters. Shaking odd the after effects of the trip. You head towards both and see a man stumbling with his hands to his ears and without any weapons before collapsing. your pretty sure you can't treat him for more than pain with the stuff you have in your light medical kit. Oh and someone else just impaled them selves on a next to unciounus Daemon…smart.
As the Daemon twisted the gunmetal into a horrible visage, Groo paused. He utters a single phrase before fleeing: "...Did Groo err?"
Varion asks in that tired voice only a parent tired of their kids shot makes looking at grue
Grue. What happened?
Groo responds with a scared whine "Groo not knooow! Groo just play with gun and gun get mad at Groo!"
Groo mopes about, and follows Varion.
You follow what Varion is doing. which is to say you do nothing.
Gregor Daemonism [4+2=6] with a blood maddened cry Gregor snaps out of his comatose state and charges the daemon brandishing a tuning fork. He strikes the Daemon with thinning fork as he charges it and uses his sheer weight and the fact that it's been cut in two to force it out of the plane as he fall he banishes the daemon just before he impacts the ground converting it's legs into normal metal once more.
Gregor is dead.