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[NRDL]

Reach my nearest injured comrade, help them out of there.

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Name: Joe Nix
Description: A tall, almost ape-like man with a completely shaved head, Nix has always been something of an oddball. Always cheerful when with company he finds pleasant, when its time to get serious, it's as if a monster enters his visage, and he develops a rather disturbing tunnel vision when it comes to finishing the mission.
Physical: -2
Mental: -1
Life: -3
Stats: Strength +2, Will +2, Knowledge +1
Skills:
- Flamethrower +3
- Hand to hand +3
- First Aid +2
- Interrogation +1
- Melee +1
- Traps +1

Inventory:

Helmet (+1 Life bonus, Single Use)
Flamethrower (Risk 8, expands to fill rooms)
Flamethrower Tank (4 shots)

[PaPaj]

Go back to the others, if they move go with them

Spoiler: Joe Polnik (click to show/hide)

Name: Joe Polnik
Description: A American-Polish man who is around 24,fair skin,brown eyes,short brown hair

Physical -2
Mental 0
Life -2

Stats:
Speed +3
Dexterity +2

Skills:
Shotgun +3
Melee +2

GLORY:55

Inventory:
Helmet (+1 Life bonus, Single Use)
First Aid Pouch (Allows First Aid)
Entrenching Tool (A folding shovel)
Ration (Restores up to -2 on physical dice)

Winchester model 12 Shotgun (6 shot, 6 risk at close range, 2 at longer range)
15 shotgun shells
Trench Knife (risk 3)

[killerhellhound]

WHAT. THE. HELL. Yarrick makes out in-between labored breaths

Use my first aid on myself and eat my ration then check the truck to see what damage it sustained

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Name:Yarrick
Description:A tall man was transferred to the 888th after managing to bring down a tank with a lucky shot from above
Physical:0
Mental:0
Life: +1
Stats:[/b][/size]
Speed: +2
Dexterity: +3
Senses: +1

Skills:
Melee: +1
Pistol: +1
Explosive: +3
Demolitions: +2
Mechanic: +1
Camouflage: +2

Inventory:Pistol M1918 (Risk 2) (ammo 7/7)
Knife (Risk 2)
First Aid Pouch (Allows First Aid)
Entrenching Tool (A folding shovel)
Ration (Restores up to -2 on physical dice)
 M18 Recoilless Rifle (Risk 6, single shot, slow reload) (Loaded with HE rounds)
3 HEAT rounds
3 HE rounds
3 WP rounds
2xSatchel Charge (Risk 7)

[Strider03]

"Agh, goddamnit! Are they bombing their own base?" Not knowing where the blast had come from, Bob attempts to make the best of it.

Bob eats his ration pack, and uses his first aid kit, before pulling himself out of the AA turret to look for other survivors, BAR at the ready.  EDIT: If Bob sees Joan or really any other dead teammate bodies, he'll be certain to grab any identification, and valuables that can be given to relatives, extra gear for the mission, etc. Also don't get left behind if everyone leaves leaving.

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Name: Robert McKinley
Description: McKinley was about ten years old when WWI ended, and his brother returned with innumerable stories of gore and glory. Robert desired to fight for his country in the same way. There was, however, no immediate war in which he could partake. He considered himself to be one of the few to hate the Roaring Twenties. They were a time when the people wallowed in extravagance and purposely forgot the horrors, but also the sacrifices and heroism of the great war. And then came the depression. He found himself liking the depression, though of course, he didn't admit that. Mainly because it seemed like fitting retribution for the excess of the previous years. it might have also had to do with the fact that he managed to retain his job and keep up a standard of living. In any case, 1939 was a year almost of rejoicing, and after he had settled his affairs, he signed up for the battle which he had lusted for.
He's a tall, blondish man who fancies himself to have a certain rakish look. His eyes are deep set under a heavy brow, but full of disturbing light. Call him Bob.
Physical: -2
Mental:-1
Life: -2

Stats:
Strength: +1
Dexterity: +1
Will: +1
Senses: +2

Skills:
Hand to Hand: +1
Exotic Melee: +1
Machinegun +3
Pistol: +1
Car: +2
Camouflage:+1
Language: +2 (Fluent in french, small amount of Italian)

Inventory:
Helmet
First Aid Pouch (Allows First Aid)
Entrenching Tool (A folding shovel)
2 Rations (Restores up to -2 on physical dice)
MP-34
1x 34 round ammo box
Browning Auto Rifle (20 shot, risk 3, +1 risk for every 3 shots fired in a burst)
5 BAR magazines
M1910 pistol (9 shot, risk 2)
2 pistol magazines
1 first aid kit
1 trench knife
1 radio (Broken)
3 german medals
1 strange medallion.

[Ozarck]

Edited again: Ed appraises the situation. Do we have time? Will the munitions in the bunkers destroy us all? Will the supply depot continue to collapse on us? is there room in the truck for more shells? If Ed is reasonably confident that we have time, he will continue to lead the effort to load shells. Otherwise, if Ed feels that an explosion is very immanent, please see the spoilered action instead.

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Edited! Ed will get in the driver's seat, and get the truck ready to go. He will wait until either everyone in sight is on board, or until the ammo in the munitions buildings starts to fire. then he will drive at a safe speed (i.e. not careening into trees and ditches and stuff) eastward out of the base until we are well out of range of the expected explosion.

...


P.S. Someone said something about Glory? Some for the explosion (did kill a nazi or two dozen, after all), and perhaps some for getting some of these kids?

888th! We're Leaving. Haul ass or kiss them goodbye! Simon! Get down here!

Spoiler: Edward Bohring (click to show/hide)

Description: average height, average build, brown hair, brown eyes, plain face.
0   Physical (courtesy of a metal shelf) restored by ration.
0   Mental
+1 Life (helmet)

Stats:
2 Dexterity
2 Will
1 Senses
Skills:
3 mechanic
2 tank
2 trap
1 camouflage
1 operator
1 demolitions
Inventory:

Universal Equipment:
Helmet (+1 Life bonus, Single Use)
First Aid Pouch (Allows First Aid)
Entrenching Tool (A folding shovel)
Ration (Restores up to -2 on physical dice) eaten

Engineer’s Equipment
Mechanic’s tools
Trap making Kit
1 Satchel Charges (Risk 7)
Knife (Risk 2)

received from Simon Smith: MG 15 [37/75] Risk ?

10 GLORY

[Tiruin]

((;_; now I feel like I felt when Feyri died in the first game piecewise launched here. Only difference is she can't be revived. u_u

I just feel more horrible to have died because of allied doings <_<

If anyone can, get anything of mine :v also anything that the Nazis can use to identify me or whatever. Rig my body up (or the rest maybe :v) as an explosive trap >_> it'll be the least that can be done given...what had happened. Or get everyone else out alive. We didn't seem to accomplish any objective .-.

Also there is no GLORY mechanics in the OP O_o I've no idea where those 70 points go now. Posthumous honors for all those involved?
And about the OP--there's no link to the OOC thread there too. ))

Spoiler: Probably next to last character (click to show/hide)

Name: Tala Agata
Description: Tala was enlisted alongside her kin, for their renown in sharpshooting and rugged terrain survival. Being the one who had taught Joan how to shoot, she was only a year her senior before they had been separated in different brigades. She was recently transferred to the 888th after the Normandy landings.
Physical: -
Mental: -
Life: {+Helmet}
Stats:
Speed: +1
Dexterity: +1
Will: +1
Knowledge: +1
Senses: +1

Skills:
+3 Sniper rifle
+2 First Aid
+2 Medical Training
+1 Camouflage
+1 Pistol
+1 Languages

Inventory:

First Aid Pouch (Allows First Aid. Single use)
Entrenching Tool (A folding shovel)
Ration (Restores up to -2 on physical dice)

Scoped Springfield M1903 A4 (5 shot, risk 5 at long range, risk 3 at medium, risk 2 at close)
2 springfield magazines
Binoculars

[Toaster]

"IT BURNS"

Ration, first aid, get in the damn truck.

Spoiler: Jack Worter (click to show/hide)

Name: Jack Worter
Description:  Jack was transferred to the 888th after one of his explosives went off a bit too close to him, and he's been a bit funny in the head ever since.  The scars line up on his face when he starts grinning at explosions.  Likes nothing better to see things explode.
Physical: -3
Mental: -2
Life: -4
Stats:
Speed +1
Dexterity +1
Knowledge +2
Senses +1
Skills:
Demolitions +3
Explosives +2
Traps +2
Tank +1
Operator +1
Mechanic +1
Inventory:
Helmet (+1 Life bonus, Single Use)
First Aid Pouch (Allows First Aid)
Ration (Restores up to -2 on physical dice)
Thompson SMG (25 shot, risk 2, +1 risk for every 5 shots fired in a burst)  [22 rounds in magazine]
2 Thompson  magazines
2 Land Mines (Risk 7)
2 Explosive charges (Risk 10)
2 Frag Grenades (Risk 7)
1 Bangalore (Risk unknown, GM hasn't specified)
4 Satchel Charges (Risk 7)

[syvarris]

Simon stares down at the devastation around him, momentarily stunned.  After a few seconds just taking it all in, he starts laughing lightly to himself, a wide grin on his face.  "Always works out, doesn't it?"

Look down the building on the side I climbed up from--is the truck not on fire, and functional?  If it seems it is, get down there, and get on.  If it doesn't seem safe/useful to board, inspect the stability of the building--I'll stay up here if it seems like a stable sniper's nest, but it really doesn't look like that's the case, so I'm probably gonna climb down and start sprinting... West, I guess.  Every direction seems like a bad idea.

If by any chance I come across Joan's corpse and notice it, grab her radio.

Spoiler: Simon Smith, Luckiest.  Goddamn.  Sniper. (click to show/hide)

Name: Simon Smith
Description: A short and somewhat stocky man with a thick beard.  His looks are deceptive, as he's actually quite agile.
Physical: +0
Mental: +0
Life: +1
Stats:
Strength: +1
Dexterity:+2
Sense:+2
Skills:
Sniper Rifle:+3
Camouflage:+3
Melee:+2
First Aid:+1
Traps:+1
Demolitions:+1
Class Inventory:

• Helmet (+1 Life bonus, Single Use)
• First Aid Pouch (Allows First Aid)
• Entrenching Tool (A folding shovel)
• Ration (Restores up to -2 on physical dice)
• Scoped Springfield M1903 A4 [3/5] (5 shot, risk 5 at long range, risk 3 at medium, risk 2 at close)
• 2 springfield "magazines"
• Binoculars
• Spare Scope (Mounted on Gewehr)

Looted Inventory:

• MG 15 [37/75] (Given to Ed)
• Scoped Gewehr 43 [10/10] (Risk 3)
• Two Gewehr Magazines
• Mauser C96 [10/10]

GLORY: 30!

[Twinwolf]

Ow, ow, ow

Haul butt into the truck, then ration if possible.

Spoiler: Winston Atzili (click to show/hide)

Name: Winston Atzili
Description: A tall and lanky dude with short black hair and brown eyes. Probably Jewish going off the name.
Physical: -2
Mental: -1
Life: -2
Stats:
Strength: +1
Will: +1
Knowledge: +1
Senses: +2

Skills:
Explosives: +3
Camouflage: +2
Demolitions: +2
Planes:+1
Traps: +1
Exotic Melee: +1
Rifles: +1
Inventory:
Helmet (+1 Life bonus, Single Use)
First Aid Pouch (Allows First Aid)
Entrenching Tool (A folding shovel)
Ration (Restores up to -2 on physical dice)

M18 Recoilless Rifle (Risk 6, single shot, slow reload)
3 HEAT rounds
3 HE rounds
3 WP rounds
Satchel Charge (Risk 7)

M1 Garand (non-requisitioned, non-starting gear)
   3 M1 round clips

[CABL]

Spoiler: A new character for the next mission (click to show/hide)

Name: Hans Bauer

Current weapon held: BAR
Magazine: 20/20
Skill with the currently held weapon: +3
Magazines for the current weapon left: 2

Description: When Ermächtigungsgesetz, or The Enabling Act was passed in Weimar Republic on 24 March of '33, Hans fled from Germany to Great Britain, knowing deep inside of himself what Hitler's rule will lead to. The Invasion of Poland on September 1 of '39 made him realize that it is time to take the weapon in his hands and fight against the Nazi threat. Hans was eventually brought into 888th Brigade for his skills with machine guns and the knowledge of German language.

Physical:0
Mental: 0
Life: 0

Stats:
Dexterity: +2
Speed: +1
Strength: +1
Knowledge: +1

Skills:
Machine Gun: +3
Pistol: +2
Language: +2
First Aid: +1
Interrogation: +1
Explosives: +1
Hand-to-hand: +1

Inventory:

Browning Auto Rifle (20 shot, risk 3, +1 risk for every 3 shots fired in a burst)
2 BAR magazines
M1910 pistol (9 shot, risk 2)
2 pistol magazines

First Aid Pouch (Allows First Aid. Single use)
Entrenching Tool (A folding shovel)
Ration (Restores up to -2 on physical dice)

[Ozarck]

Action edited.

[Madman198237]

I will be making a character for next mission, most likely a radioman, though I admit it will depend on the mission.

I'll edit this post when I feel more awake more inspired.

[piecewise]

Lost yet another turn. Here's the map

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Basically, everyone got in the truck, except smith.  Ed loaded the rest of the shells in the truck too. Everyone who ate a ration restored their physical +2, but literally no one managed to heal themselves thanks to physical damage. Also tons of people didn't bother to update their sheets with the damage they took. Please do that.  Winston got the radio and the rest of Joan's stuff. Alice got in touch with Winston, and Bone, and found out the plane had no weapons.

And the rest of the nazi's near Alice ran away because the fucking base is on fire.

[milo christiansen]

Run to the truck, hopefully the others know what is going on.

Spoiler: Smith, lean mean healing machine. (click to show/hide)

Name:
Description:
Physical: 0
Mental: 0
Life: +1
Stats: Speed(3), Will(1), Dexterity(1)
Skills: Medical Training(3), First Aid(2), Submachine Gun(2), Pistol(1), Mechanic(1), Car(1)

Inventory:
Helmet (+1 Life bonus, Single Use)
First Aid Pouch (Allows First Aid)
Entrenching Tool (A folding shovel)
Ration (Restores up to -2 on physical dice)
Medic’s Bag (restores up to -3 on life dice)
M1911 pistol (9 shot, risk 2)
2 pistol magazines

20 GLORY

Smith came to the 888th because he wanted more carnage to fix. Normal units are simply too boring. Smith won't tell anyone if "Smith" is his first or last name, and his officers don't care enough to look it up in his records. As far as appearance goes Smith is remarkably ordinary. So ordinary that in any group he practically disappears.

[syvarris]

Simon collapses towards the front of the truck's bed, leaning against a shell, with a wide grin on his face.  "Hahaaa, stealing this truck was such a good idea.  I was figuring I'd just ditch it, didn't think everything would go so well.  Great job by the way, Yarrick!  I'm pretty happy you delayed the charge, now." Simon offers a high-five to the badly burned tank hunter.

"So, we gonna go for more?  See if we can't weasel out their commanders, grab a couple?  Or are we just gonna cut and run?  I think we've got momentum, keep going while we're golden!"

Reload my rifle and enjoy the ride!  Also, try and heal Yarrick with my first aid pouch.

Spoiler: Simon Smith, Luckiest. Goddamn. Sniper (click to show/hide)

Name: Simon Smith
Description: A short and somewhat stocky man with a thick beard.  His looks are deceptive, as he's actually quite agile.
Physical: +0
Mental: +0
Life: +1
Stats:
Strength: +1
Dexterity:+2
Sense:+2
Skills:
Sniper Rifle:+3
Camouflage:+3
Melee:+2
First Aid:+1
Traps:+1
Demolitions:+1
Class Inventory:

• Helmet (+1 Life bonus, Single Use)
• First Aid Pouch (Allows First Aid)
• Entrenching Tool (A folding shovel)
• Ration (Restores up to -2 on physical dice)
• Scoped Springfield M1903 A4 [3/5] (5 shot, risk 5 at long range, risk 3 at medium, risk 2 at close)
• 2 springfield "magazines"
• Binoculars
• Spare Scope (Mounted on Gewehr)

Looted Inventory:

• MG 15 [37/75] (Given to Ed)
• Scoped Gewehr 43 [10/10] (Risk 3)
• Two Gewehr Magazines
• Mauser C96 [10/10]

GLORY: 30!