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[Beirus]

"Damn, I was hoping a live Nazi would be worth something to the spooks. Still, we've got what we need. The spooks should be able to get plenty of use out of the papers and the corpse. Should be fine to head home after we find the others. I'm going to see about cracking that safe. Nice job getting control of the plane. Just get us home on one piece and we can get paid." Daemian says to Phineas before leaving the cockpit. He stops in the navigator compartment by the safe. Since he has a moment of peace, he decides to try out his new abilities. Hello. he sends into the daemon infused object that he selects.

Time to test out my new abilities. See if the safe or bullet riddled gun are daemon infused. If so, greet them. If not, greet the daemon in my book knife drawing. And if we are in immediate danger of crashing somehow, bail out and pull my parachute. If I don't have time to do that, activate dragon transformation.

[MidnightJaguar]

Sorry about missing yesterdays turn. I was waylaid on my quest to write the turn by a set of Wizards and my phone battery.

Groo readies his shotgun, and makes sure his katana is ready to be drawn if needed.  If the beast goes for the pilot, Groo'll shoot it and body block it.

Groo hears a loud snort from where Rufferto points at him, suddenly a bull like beast comes charging out of the underbrush, It’s sides are seemingly growing a long set of vines from it. [Marksmanship 3] Groo fires his shotgun into the head of the bull like creature, it’s bone plates audibly crack about half way but it doesn’t even slow down,[dex 4] Groo hurls himself out of the way of the charging beast, he pick himself back up as the creature comes back around and snorts the vines shifting into a writhing mass as it gathers up it’s strength again.

Take a nice nap.

You lie down and fall asleep near the dead abomination, hopefully it won't be  featuring it self in any of you nightmares.

"Damn, I was hoping a live Nazi would be worth something to the spooks. Still, we've got what we need. The spooks should be able to get plenty of use out of the papers and the corpse. Should be fine to head home after we find the others. I'm going to see about cracking that safe. Nice job getting control of the plane. Just get us home on one piece and we can get paid." Daemian says to Phineas before leaving the cockpit. He stops in the navigator compartment by the safe. Since he has a moment of peace, he decides to try out his new abilities. Hello. he sends into the daemon infused object that he selects.

Time to test out my new abilities. See if the safe or bullet riddled gun are daemon infused. If so, greet them. If not, greet the daemon in my book knife drawing. And if we are in immediate danger of crashing somehow, bail out and pull my parachute. If I don't have time to do that, activate dragon transformation.

Neither the safe or the gun seem to be daemon infused, though you feel some faint draw of daemon when you touch the safe. Perhaps something is in there?

You hail the daemon in you knife. An explosion of color assaults your eyes in response into you, you can just make out the words HELLO as the letters burn themselves into your corneas.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: Groo V3
Stats:
Strength:+1
Intelligence:-2
Dexterity:+1
Resilience:+2 one stat point in resilience
Perception:+0
Charisma:-2

Skills:
Piloting:-1
Marksmanship:+3
Daemonism:+2
Doctor:-2
Beast mastery:-2
Engineering: -2

Inventory:
Bloodsoaked aviator's clothing
Nothing else?
M1911 (6/7)+0, 3 spare 7rnd mags,
a secod m1911 7/7+0 spare 7rnd mag.
An excessive amount of Shrooms in pockets. currently growing on the blood on his flight jacket.
shotgun (4/5) buck shot.
10 shells.
hilt of the daemon knife

another knife.
Cowboy hat
Badass longboat…covered in gore and paint.
5 katana just as good as the store bought version for a fraction of the cost.
quick access chest rig.
0 coins
unknown key
Shredded ID card, came from leg daemon zombie.
Gas mask.
Rufferto his loyal dog. Black German shepherd like mut.
Gas mask for Rufferto. Comically small. Not on him right now.
parachute strapped to Ruferto
Status:
Rufferto is strapped to Groo right now
Description:
Nobody is quite sure what this is.  Top scientists have suggested that it's some sort of humanoid, possibly a crossbreed of some kind, but it has a face that look like it's been dragged along ten miles of bad road and an ever-present smile.


Name: Vincent MacMoordr Jr
Description:He has blue eyes, blond hair, and more scars than you would hope to get in your life.

Up to recently he was a stolway on a ship, then he jumped out the window while no one was looking with a pair of parachutes... that ship chashed soon after.
Stats
Strength: -1
Intelligence: -3
Dexterity: 1
Resilience: -3
Perception: 0
Charisma: +3

Skills
Piloting: -3
Marksmanship: +3
Daemonism: -3
Doctor: +3
Beast mastery: -3
Engineering: -3

Inventory: what you have on you.
knife*5
aviators clothing
long sword*2
Sniper rifle
>1 rounds
wounds: Shoulder shot, nothing major is to badly hit.



Name: Daemian McWehrnecigul
Description:  His eyes are gold. His face seems slightly off, even though no disfigurement is apparent. He has a lean build.

Unlike his brothers, he has devoted his life to his single focus of Daemons, to the exclusion of pretty much everything else. His greatest interest lies in daemonic phenomena, and he dreams of one day creating a breakthrough application of daemonism that allows a human to control a body filled with the might of daemons. He lost an arm and a leg in a daemonism experiment gone wrong (Damiin got the frequency wrong), and had them replaced with inert daemon metal limbs
Stats
Strength: 0
Intelligence: 0
Dexterity: +1
Resilience: +2
Perception: -2
Charisma: -1

Skills
Piloting: -2
Marksmanship: -2
Daemonism: +4
Doctor: -2
Beast mastery: -2
Engineering: -1

Inventory: what you have on you.
knife
aviators clothing
Daemon metal left arm
Daemon metal right leg
got a ten collectively mild shape shifting increased strength.
[9 book knife] Looks like someone took about every possible type of knife and blade and made it into a single knife. Words throw it and see on the back of the book. Disturbing smily face right underneath it.
severed daemon left arm
severed daemon right leg
A half empty medics pack, the morphine syretts missing, in place of them there is an M&M business card.
The keys to the cage of the dead abomination
A sheaf of blood stained documents in German[found on the pilot]
Infection: The Weapon((Investigative daemonism mission: 2)).
Status: Hybridized.
Current powers:
Can talk to the weapon in his head.
Can communicate with daemons by touching daemon imbued things.
Name: Phineas
Description: ex pilot and a bit skilled at fixing his plane. Tought by his ol' pap from the great war when young and wished only to be a pilot just llike him.
About twenty years old
Stats
Strength:0
Intelligence:+1
Dexterity: -1
Resilience:+1
Perception:+0
Charisma:-2

Skills
Piloting:+2
Marksmanship:0
Daemonism: +0
Doctor: -2
Beast mastery:-2
Engineering: +1

Inventory: what you have on you.
knife
aviators clothing-Flack jacket and helmet.
Shot gun 10 shells (8 in total)3/6 shells. 10 loose
Light enginering kit (10)
blanket rope, expertly tied.
1 token left over
survival poncho can be made into a tent in a pinch.
Extremely explicit manuscript detailing an amorous adventure between you and a beast.
dexterity daemon hand and lower arm, good for sticking sewing and things that require a lot of fine coordination. Not so great with the brute force. tendered store bought power 5]


Name: THE WALL
Description: Creepy bald guy with a facial tattoo. He actually looks pretty skinny with now a fair bit of padding on him, but the huge piece of metal he's hauling around shows that he's deceptively strong. Doesn't speak except to yell about THE WALL.
Stats
Strength: +3
Intelligence: -2
Dexterity: -2
Resilience: +1
Perception: -1
Charisma: -2

Skills
Piloting: +0
Marksmanship: +0
Daemonism: +0
Doctor: +1
Beast mastery: -1
Engineering: +0
Status: flesh wound in side. Stings like hell but probably nonlethal.
Inventory:
2 GP
knife
aviators clothing not being worn.
Hugeass tower shield (-15) not on him right now.
insulation beast mod (-3)
Holding a shotgun.

[syvarris]

Groo's eyes narrow as he meets the beast's gaze.  Calmly, he holsters his shotgun, taking his katana into both hands.  He squares his stance as the beast digs into the ground, and growls a guttural challenge back at the monster.

Groo meets the beast's charge with one of his own, attempting to decapitate the thing with one precise slash.

[spazyak]

Go drop some fultons and circle about, take the time to look about the cockpit for lootables

[syvarris]

((Well screw you too! >.<))

[spazyak]

((Well screw you too! >.<))

((Can't really do anythig for you, most I could do is drop some supplies off and hope))

[MidnightJaguar]

You could drop off some Fulton balloons. They come standered with most planes. I'll let you know specifically if they don't.

[spazyak]

You could drop off some Fulton balloons. They come standered with most planes. I'll let you know specifically if they don't.

Oh okay then.

[Beirus]

((Groo always finds his way back, though. As much as I'd like to save Groo, the longer we spend trying increases the chance of the cataclysmic fuckup we seem to suffer every mission.))

I would like to speak with you more, once we get somewhere safe, if that would be alright. Daemian sends to the daemon in the book knife before looking at the safe.

Open the safe with my daemon arm (with daemonism), in a way that won't do excessive damage to the plane, or any damage if I can help it. Say hello to whatever daemon object is inside.

[MidnightJaguar]

Groo's eyes narrow as he meets the beast's gaze.  Calmly, he holsters his shotgun, taking his katana into both hands.  He squares his stance as the beast digs into the ground, and growls a guttural challenge back at the monster.

Groo meets the beast's charge with one of his own, attempting to decapitate the thing with one precise slash.

Drawing his katana, Groo charges at the beast [daemonsim 3+2=5] [Beast resilience 4] Groo charges at the beast, and jumps up his katana slamming into the thick bone plates that make up the beasts neck. It cuts a little more than halfway through the extremely thick  bone and sinew and the bull continues it's wayward charge bleeding heavily from it's neck, as it goes though it's vines fan out to sucker punch or entangle Groo [Groo dex 6] [vines 5] Groo dances away from the vines but one of them still lands a glancing blow on his side…that ones going to hurt in the morning. The pilot fires his pistol into the beasts side as it turns [marksmanship 6] [beast ressilaicne 4] The .45 bullets slam into the side of the beast tearing away a couple of vines and perforating it's liver, it continues to bleed. The pilot needs to reload next turn.

Go drop some fultons and circle about, take the time to look about the cockpit for lootables

You fly over to the [piloting 6] and drop you fultons over the area where Groo and the pilot are fighting for their lives. The balloons gently drift to the ground on their parachutes…You swing around to inspect where they landed oops, that one might have got stuck on a tree.

((Groo always finds his way back, though. As much as I'd like to save Groo, the longer we spend trying increases the chance of the cataclysmic fuckup we seem to suffer every mission.))

I would like to speak with you more, once we get somewhere safe, if that would be alright. Daemian sends to the daemon in the book knife before looking at the safe.

Open the safe with my daemon arm (with daemonism), in a way that won't do excessive damage to the plane, or any damage if I can help it. Say hello to whatever daemon object is inside.

The mass of color slams into you again. THAT IS AN ACCEPTABLE AGREEMENT.

[4+4=8] You wind up a release a vicious roundhouse into the safes door, it crumples and your fist carries through it narrowly missing whatever was in the safe and slamming through the safes back door and the planes wall before finally coming to a halt.




The wall continues to sleep his slumber undisturbed by any dreams.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: Groo V3
Stats:
Strength:+1
Intelligence:-2
Dexterity:+1
Resilience:+2 one stat point in resilience
Perception:+0
Charisma:-2

Skills:
Piloting:-1
Marksmanship:+3
Daemonism:+2
Doctor:-2
Beast mastery:-2
Engineering: -2

Inventory:
Bloodsoaked aviator's clothing
Nothing else?
M1911 (6/7)+0, 3 spare 7rnd mags,
a secod m1911 7/7+0 spare 7rnd mag.
An excessive amount of Shrooms in pockets. currently growing on the blood on his flight jacket.
shotgun (3/5) buck shot.
10 shells.
hilt of the daemon knife

another knife.
Cowboy hat
Badass longboat…covered in gore and paint.
5 katana just as good as the store bought version for a fraction of the cost.
quick access chest rig.
0 coins
unknown key
Shredded ID card, came from leg daemon zombie.
Gas mask.
Rufferto his loyal dog. Black German shepherd like mut.
Gas mask for Rufferto. Comically small. Not on him right now.
parachute strapped to Ruferto
Status:
Rufferto is strapped to Groo right now
Description:
Nobody is quite sure what this is.  Top scientists have suggested that it's some sort of humanoid, possibly a crossbreed of some kind, but it has a face that look like it's been dragged along ten miles of bad road and an ever-present smile.


Name: Vincent MacMoordr Jr
Description:He has blue eyes, blond hair, and more scars than you would hope to get in your life.

Up to recently he was a stolway on a ship, then he jumped out the window while no one was looking with a pair of parachutes... that ship chashed soon after.
Stats
Strength: -1
Intelligence: -3
Dexterity: 1
Resilience: -3
Perception: 0
Charisma: +3

Skills
Piloting: -3
Marksmanship: +3
Daemonism: -3
Doctor: +3
Beast mastery: -3
Engineering: -3

Inventory: what you have on you.
knife*5
aviators clothing
long sword*2
Sniper rifle
>1 rounds
wounds: Shoulder shot, nothing major is to badly hit.



Name: Daemian McWehrnecigul
Description:  His eyes are gold. His face seems slightly off, even though no disfigurement is apparent. He has a lean build.

Unlike his brothers, he has devoted his life to his single focus of Daemons, to the exclusion of pretty much everything else. His greatest interest lies in daemonic phenomena, and he dreams of one day creating a breakthrough application of daemonism that allows a human to control a body filled with the might of daemons. He lost an arm and a leg in a daemonism experiment gone wrong (Damiin got the frequency wrong), and had them replaced with inert daemon metal limbs
Stats
Strength: 0
Intelligence: 0
Dexterity: +1
Resilience: +2
Perception: -2
Charisma: -1

Skills
Piloting: -2
Marksmanship: -2
Daemonism: +4
Doctor: -2
Beast mastery: -2
Engineering: -1

Inventory: what you have on you.
knife
aviators clothing
Daemon metal left arm
Daemon metal right leg
got a ten collectively mild shape shifting increased strength.
[9 book knife] Looks like someone took about every possible type of knife and blade and made it into a single knife. Words throw it and see on the back of the book. Disturbing smily face right underneath it.
severed daemon left arm
severed daemon right leg
Infection: The Weapon((Investigative daemonism mission: 2)).
Status: Hybridized.
Current powers:
Can talk to the weapon in his head.
Can communicate with daemons by touching daemon imbued things.
Name: Phineas
Description: ex pilot and a bit skilled at fixing his plane. Tought by his ol' pap from the great war when young and wished only to be a pilot just llike him.
About twenty years old
Stats
Strength:0
Intelligence:+1
Dexterity: -1
Resilience:+1
Perception:+0
Charisma:-2

Skills
Piloting:+2
Marksmanship:0
Daemonism: +0
Doctor: -2
Beast mastery:-2
Engineering: +1

Inventory: what you have on you.
knife
aviators clothing-Flack jacket and helmet.
Shot gun 10 shells (8 in total)3/6 shells. 10 loose
Light enginering kit (10)
blanket rope, expertly tied.
1 token left over
survival poncho can be made into a tent in a pinch.
Extremely explicit manuscript detailing an amorous adventure between you and a beast.
dexterity daemon hand and lower arm, good for sticking sewing and things that require a lot of fine coordination. Not so great with the brute force. tendered store bought power 5]


Name: THE WALL
Description: Creepy bald guy with a facial tattoo. He actually looks pretty skinny with now a fair bit of padding on him, but the huge piece of metal he's hauling around shows that he's deceptively strong. Doesn't speak except to yell about THE WALL.
Stats
Strength: +3
Intelligence: -2
Dexterity: -2
Resilience: +1
Perception: -1
Charisma: -2

Skills
Piloting: +0
Marksmanship: +0
Daemonism: +0
Doctor: +1
Beast mastery: -1
Engineering: +0
Status: flesh wound in side. Stings like hell but probably nonlethal.
Inventory:
2 GP
knife
aviators clothing not being worn.
Hugeass tower shield (-15) not on him right now.
insulation beast mod (-3)
Holding a shotgun.

[spazyak]

Find some music to play while I wait for grue to find the fulton, check how much fuel we have

[Egan_BW]

zzz

[Beirus]

Daemian opens the safe, reaching in to make contact with the object inside. Hello.

See what is in the safe. Greet it with my abilities.

[syvarris]

With an enraged feral scream, Groo charges back after the beast before it can recover, aiming to finish his attack on its neck.

[MidnightJaguar]

Find some music to play while I wait for grue to find the fulton, check how much fuel we have

You glancing around the plane you see a large magnetic tape with the words zwingend notwendig nacho Reienfolge von Führer on it.  Stretching you manage to push what you think is the play button. Immedietlly this begins to boom through the plane.

zzz

You sleep through the sound of Wagner now blasting through the plane. You mutter in your sleep as shrieking women in viking helmets come sweeping through your mind.

Daemian opens the safe, reaching in to make contact with the object inside. Hello.

See what is in the safe. Greet it with my abilities.

You reach in and find a pair of what appear to be earrings, but they look ilke they might be for looping about your ears? You say hello all the same. Who the bloody hell are you? you hear two different yet extremely similar voices chime in.

With an enraged feral scream, Groo charges back after the beast before it can recover, aiming to finish his attack on its neck.

The beast turns around and faces Groo again, Groo screams in defiance and rage and charges forward the bull becoming huge as the vines growing from it fan out to add width to it's charge. [daemonsim 4+1=5] Groo charges forward his katana slicing through the protective fan of vines and slamming into the beasts neck [beast resilience 1] The katana easily cleaves through the neck of the beasts and it comes off it's momentum propelling it forward as it dies.