Battle 3: Round 5thought I was still waiting on a couple players.
Brick 1Platoon 1
Designation: KH008
Unit type: Werewolf, Exterminator class
Health: maimed arm (treated)
Status: alive
Inventory: Flamethrower, Fuel tank (dented),Gasmask,gum.
Character points Hates bugs, first aid, Mutilate corpse
Jump after the cowboy and join the rodeo. Tame the eel through Percussive Maintenance
You're thinking of "get a hold of yourself, man!" Percussive maintenance only works on machines.
(5) Well, you leap onto the eel behind the other nutcase and proceed to beat the4 ever lovin' fuck out of it. It's had enough and settles into the swamp so that you two are riding about waist deep. It seems tired or something. You two are now getting shot at by your own team, so you got that going for you too.
Platoon: 1
Designation: Sn003
Unit type: Grunt
Health: Perfect
Status: Alive!
Inventory: Gun, Gum, Helmet, Military backpack, Goggles
Character points: (not) Darwin's finest; Just along for the Drag
Rank: Private
Vomit into the swamp, then start shooting at the live eel again.
(4) You vomit successfully into the swamp. that 'll show it. (6) well, at last I can start using overshoots for their intended purpose - the death of friendlies. Now, who gets hit? (3) (4) you hit MG003 in the [limb] giving him a serious wound.
Platoon:1
Designation:Zr008
Unit type: Grenadier
Health: Serious Wound.
Inventory:Gun. Helmet. Armor. Backpack. Gum. 1 Incendiary Grenade. 1 EMP Grenade. 4 Frag Grenades.
Character Points: "Honor", "Follows Orders", "In the Shadow of Giants"
Character Traits: None
Rank: Corporal
Get on some relatively dry dirt.Take some shots at that eel while I still can.
(6) You climb out of the swamp onto a strip of "not quite mud." The moss here is kinda comfy, actually. Soft and springy. Smells nice, if you can get past the overwhelming odor of death and decay all around you. Eh, one gets used to that kind of thing. You take a moment to just appreciate nature. Nature is kinda like a Grunt, isn't it? Nasty, brutish, stupid, but with a certain elegant charm all it's own and a deeps seated will to kill, even if it means dying in the process. Gosh, that's profound. Some egghead must have been dicking aruond in your revitalization chamber or something. You should probably report all those serious thoughts to someone.
Platoon: 1
Designation: AIG001
Unit type: Grunt
Health: Back for more
status: Seriously injured
Bitten by something
not grappled
1/6 chance seizure with a pacemaker
inventory: gun, helmet, backpack, gum.
character points:
takes a beating, and gives it right back.
Kills:
13 support bug kills
teamed up to kill +6 bugs
character traits:
Since when do we care about clean shots? Grunts cost less than bullets don't they?
Kill the thing. With gunfire. Then keep screaming for medic.
mostly since friendly deaths count on the wrong side of the K:D ratio. Bureaucrats. Figures.
(3) your shots plop into the swamp, fizzling and spraying your teammates with hot water and steam. They yell at you to knock it off.
Oh, almost forgot your seizure (6) nope.
Brick 1 death rollsWell, MG003 receives a serious wound from friendly fire. Otherwise, the swamp thing is mostly docile at the moment, so I'll roll one time to see if BAd Stuff happens in general.
(5) Situation normal - all fucked up. Time to move on to the target, yo.
Brick 3 Zii009, platoon 3 "Gunbane"
Unit Type: Soldier
Inventory: gun, helmet, military backpack, military headset, grenade, Body armor, experimental serum.
Status: [Sturdy], Minor wound.
Character Trait: None
Achievements: Friendly Fire: Victim
Ask for grenade, if possible throw grenade to fence
We got grenadiers for all the grenading purposes. Brass is phasing the "Free Grenades to Utterly Ependable Units" program out. it was mostly meant for major offensives anyway. A sergeant hands you a pair of insulated wire clippers instead. He pats you on the helmet, and then stands well back.
Platoon: 3 (Brick 3)
Designation: Hat008
Unit type: Grenadier
Health: Maimed [Left Leg] (prosthetic), serious wound [shrapnel], serious wound [bite], Maimed [Right Arm]
status: Bleedout [1/3]
inventory: gun [gunked], helmet, backpack, gum, body armour [completely and utterly ruined], 3 frag grenades, 1 emp grenade, 1 incendiary grenade, (prosthetic leg)
character points: The ten yard stare
character traits: -
achievements: Mission complete: Antibrick takedown.
rank: private
No! Over the fence, you idiots!
(5) ... your, er, 'encouragement' gets them over the fence and causing chaos in the enemy encampment. They kill one of The Other Guys
TM, earning you the CP "wrangler." see? Yelling works!
Pork002
Platoon: 3
Wounds: Nothin!
Health: Slightly Grumpy. Bad Taste in Mouth
Stuff: Gun, backpack, chewed gum
Make Calculated, precision shots at the Other Guys.
(3) you are pretty sure the shot hit somewhere inside the enemy base. Maybe.
Platoon:3
Designation: HC006
Unit type: Electrolaser Heavy Grunt
Health: Fine
Status:More sturdily built than your average grunt.
Inventory: Electrolaser carbine, Electrolaser bat, A suit of insulated armor: one layer,
Rank: Corporal
Cp: Bug Buster Patch.
Ready my bat, and hit things in the face if they pop out at us. If nothing does, pop out at something and hit it in the face.
Well, everything that wants to hurt you is currently behind a high voltage electric fence. Good thing you've got that insulated armor on.
(2) you run up and start to climb said fence, but fall on your ass.
Brick 3 Death Rolls.(4)(4)(4)(2) HC006 takes a hit from return fire, damaging his armor. It's still insulated, but mark it as [cracked]. It might not be
perfectly insulated anymore.
Brick 4Platoon 4
Designation: OcE006
Unit type: point man
Health: Serious Wound (right leg), Left Arm Severed
Status: None
Inventory: Lascarbine[charging?], Fancy shmancy pointman sensor helmet, Scout knife, backpack full of arbitrary shit
Achievements: Mission complete: Antibrick takedown
Classes unlocked: grunt, heavy grunt, soldier, grenadier, point man, shooter, assault gunner, pyro,
Character points: Honor, From Matilda, I MEANT TO DO THAT, Sergeant in Training, Generous
Character traits: None
Life kills: 1
Total kills: 17
Total deaths: 5
K/D ratio: 3.4
Rank: Corporal
"Hey medic, hurry up and glue my limbs back on or whatever. Judging by the lack of incoming fire, I bet that things are about to get a lot worse.
Like, with fire and screaming."
Sit tight until the medic makes me less broken.
mark all your wounds as [treated]. you are as good as you're gonna get without a specialist in Grunt Prosthetics or Attaching Slightly Used Grunt Parts To Other, Still Living Grunts.
Designation: CW004 'K'
"Platoon": Brick 4
Unit type: Cyborg Artillery
Health: Cyborg limbs. 1/2 plates of armor.
status: Minor Damage x2, Major Damage - Left Arm.
inventory: gun, helmet, 2x Integrated Laser Arms, 5x Large Ballistic Units, 3x Guided Missiles
character points: Chimera First Aid, "Eat me! Eeeeaaaat meeeee!" "Rig the bodies," "We'll call it a draw"
character traits: nope
Unlocked classes: Grenadier, Artillery
rank: Private
Note to self: (Just so I can remember what I can do)
Artillery: Fires ballistic and guided long-range, high angle attacks. standard ballistic ammo is unlimited. Carries 5 large ballistic units, for attack against buildings and transport, and 3 guided missiles, for long range, accurate shots. Generally will require a spotter on location, or otherwise able to transmit firing coordinates.
(Additional note to self: As cyborg artillery, I can fire 2 grenades per turn)
Cyborg: A standard laser is built into each arm, but must be deployed to activate, and cannot be deployed while the launchers are active.
You have 2 layers of armor, the ability to lift about 2 tons, or carry about 1 ton, and are capable of running about 20 mph, and leaping about fifty feet horizontally or twenty vertically. You have integrated communications equipment in your head, and multiple wavelength eyes - just select normal, infrared, UV, or lowlight.
"So how about you don't die, you do... something, with that prisoner of yours, and I just keep us all from dying?"
Deploy both laser arms and try to cock them menacingly. Fire at any Other Guys™ I see.
"Alternatively, I could try and get a better vantage point to see what's happening, if you want. Corporal?
(2) you miss the three Other Guys
TM that are still about, including the One With The Radio.
Unit number: Jag005 [platoon 4] 'K'
Name: Dug, because I get dug out a lot.
Inventory: gun, military backpack, Gum, 2 sidearms, big knife
status:
All limbs have been replaced with prosthetics. Not as badass as CWs though
Character point:
endurance: suffocation
character class: tunnel rat.
rank private
Smoldering poncho
Eh, just tie him up by a tree for right now. We'll think of some use for him later. For now, dive underwater and see if I can take out their radio man.
that's two actions. You can do one or the other. So we'll tie up the guy. no roll, you succeed.
Platoon:4
Designation: Yo008
Unit type: Shooter
Health: Maimed [Arm]
Inventory:Big-Ass shooty gun, fancy dancy corporal hat, a backpack the color of a rainbow, gum
Achievement: Mission: Anti-Brick weapon
CP: Power Corrupts
Rank: Corporal
It's quiet. Too quiet...
Meh, probably nothing.
Keep on shooting those Other Guystm.
made me chuckle, Mr. Intentionally Missed the Foreshadowing.
(4) hey you wound a guy.
Brick 4 Death RollsWell, that -Ominous Silence- is broken by the sound of a high pitched whine, coiming in from above. Artillery!
(6)(6)(5)(5)
Holy Fuck. Looks like their radio guy miscalculated the call. The shells land in their position instead of yours. They dead.
Have these enemies been stealing Grunt schematics from the Empire? Blasphemy!
Instructions for next roundBrick One: Get to the enemy base. Capture the flag, yo!
Brick Three: The Other Guys[supTM[/sup] camp has been spotted. it's on nearly dry land! there's an electric fence around it, but a section has been shorted. There's a big ol' pyramid in the middle of the camp, like the Aztecs or Incas or whoever had. Fun!
Brick Four:the Other Guys
Tm apparently got tired of waiting for you badasses and killed themselves. And I was so looking forward to the look on what was left of your faces when that artillery tore you to pieces, too ... Well, there 's always next round. You also have a captive, For some reason.