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[Strider03]

Stay in the tank. Make sure Franek doesn't hurt himself when he tries to awaken from his coma.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

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: 0
Mental: 0
Life: +2 (Iron Heart Medal.)
Glory: 25

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:
First Aid Pouch (Allows First Aid)
Entrenching Tool (A folding shovel)
Rations (Restores up to -2 on physical dice)
MP-34 (2 risk, +1 for every seven shots)
1x 34 round ammo box
Browning Auto Rifle (20 shot, risk 3, +1 risk for every 3 shots fired in a burst)
4 BAR magazines
1 BAR mag with incendiary rounds.
M1910 pistol (9 shot, risk 2)
Supressor (makes pistol risk 8 if unnoticed)
2 pistol magazines (One full, other 8/9)
1 first aid kit
1 trench knife
1 radio (Unbroken)

3 german medals
1 strange medallion.
1 Iron Hear Medal

1 Clicker
1 L type Flashlight
1 sewing kit
1 Mirror
1 razor set
1 Bar of soap
1 Toothpaste and toothbrush set
1 compressed TP roll
1 Pack of Chesterfield Cigarettes
1 Lighter
1 Mess kit
1 Knit cap
1 Notepad and Pen
1 Haversack
1 Gunbelt with Magazine pouches
1 Canteen and Cup
1 Compass


Survived Injuries+Missions+Accomplishments:
Hit in the forehead with machinegun fire on D-Day, helmet broke his nose, but saved his life.
Clipped by machinegun fire from main bunker on D-Day.
Caught in part of the fuel explosion in Poland: Large burns on exposed skin, but survived.
Survived the attack on the USS St. Elijah.
Proudly displayed his nude form in the Park Crescent Hotel Lobby, and acted as an excellent getaway driver.
Shot out some random Nazi vehicle's tire.
Shot 3 or so Nazis in an ambush with Denver, and stole a truck, and in doing so, saved three french civilians from death.
Road the crazy tank ride of death.
Gave Franek a medal when he needed it most (granting +2 life)

[syvarris]

"Okay, it doesn't look so bad outside, a few wounded and they're being... wait, what the hell?  They're beating up Tala, what's gotten into--SHIT!"

Simon suddenly spins around after cursing, drawing his trench knife and tackling Tobeis into the wall. He holds the knife's point right above Toby's face for couple seconds, staring into the man's eyes... before relaxing somewhat, though he doesn't lower the knife yet.  He then looks around at the other crewmembers with worry plain on his face.

"Okay, I think the Nazis are mind controlling the others into killing each other.  Thought you all might be affected too, sorry for the scare.  Gunny, I'm going to release you now, don't stab me, okay?"

He then backs off, and watches Toby for a second before resheathing his knife.  Then he thinks about it for a moment, and pulls his knife right back out, offering it to Toby.

"...If we're all good, and everyone outside is killing each other, it's probably the tank's armor protecting us somehow.  I'm going to look out the hatch and tell them to stop, and put crippling shots into them if they don't.  If I do anything else, or start actually killing them, pull me back in and pin me until I'm normal again.  Nobody else should get out, understand?"

Please read the above RP.  Simon is severely misunderstanding the situation, and it's somewhat important how.

Actual action: Open the hatch, climb halfway out with the Delisle, and shout for everyone who's attacking the wounded to stop immediately.  If they don't stop attacking the wounded, start shooting them.  Aim for elbows and knees, relatively nonlethal targets.  A room full of half-dead allies and crazies is better than a room full of dead allies and uninjured crazies.

((Note that going out and helping with the first aid is actually more likely to hurt things.  The people already trying to heal the wounded have stats for it, and us tank people largely don't; we're less likely to help, and equally likely to roll 1s and finish the wounded off.))

Spoiler: The Superlative Tank Crew! (click to show/hide)

Simon, the Coolest Commander!
Relevant skills: +3 Sniper Rifle, +3 Camouflage

Tobeis, the Sanest Interrogator!
Relevant akills: +2 Languages

Anonymous Nazi, the Scaredest Passenger!
Relevant skills: Being compliant and not getting stabbed repeatedly.

Franek Kimono, the Sleepiest Amputee!
Relevant skills: +3 Hand-to-Hand

Jimmy Grouse, the Hungriest Infantryman!
Relevant skills: +2 combat seems generally useful.

Robert McKinley, the Blondest Machinegunner!
Relevant skills: +3 Machinegun!

William Taggart, the Coldest Flamerthrower!
Relevant skills: +3 Flamethrower, luckily he has no ammo for the thing.

Spoiler: Simon Smith, sanest(?) sniper (click to show/hide)

Name: Simon Smith
Description: A short and somewhat stocky man with a thick beard and a bulky gasmask.  His looks are deceptive, as he's actually quite agile.  He has nine firearms chained to him, along with an assortment of knives and a sniper rifle he's always carrying around.
Physical: +0
Mental: +0
Life: +0
Stats:
Strength: +1
Dexterity:+2
Sense:+2
Skills:
Sniper Rifle:+3
Camouflage:+3
Melee:+2
First Aid:+1
Traps:+1
Demolitions:+1
Class Inventory:

• First Aid Pouch (Allows First Aid)
  
• Entrenching Tool (A folding shovel)
• Ration (Restores up to -2 on physical dice)
• A bunch of useful bits and bobs
  
• Scoped Springfield M1903 A4 [5/5] (5 shot, risk 5 at long range, risk 3 at medium, risk 2 at close, Sniper Rifle)
• 2/2 Springfield "magazines"
• Binoculars
• Spare Scope (Mounted on Gewehr)
• 2/2 Smoke grenades
• A "mag" of incendiary rounds for the Springfield (loaded in spare Springfield)
• Scoped De Lisle carbine [11/11] (silent, Sniper Rifle)
• A mag of incendiary ammo for the De Lisle [10/11]
• Trench Knife (Risk 3, melee)
• Gas mask (Not worn, but ready)

Looted Inventory:

• Two spare First Aid Kits.
• MG 15 [75/75] (Machine Gun)
• A spare box of ammo for the MG 15.
• Scoped Gewehr 43 [10/10] (Risk 3, Sniper Rifle)
• Two Gewehr Magazines
• Four Mauser C96s [10/10]*4 (Risk 2, Pistol)
• Four Mauser C96 mags
• Angular Nazi Lightning Rifle [10/10] (Risk 4, hopefully silent, Rifle)
• A spare Springfield M1903 A4 [5/5] (Loaded with incendiaries, Sniper Rifle)
• Three spare Springfield "magazines"
• Six spare knives (risk 2, melee)
• A collection of "Chains, rope, small knives, and other things" looted from a Nazi supply depot.
• Two grenades (Risk 7?)
• Handaxe, looted off the side of a german tank.  (Risk 2, melee)
• A copy of a German tanker's diary, perfectly translated into Latin.
• A FRIGGING PANZER IV TANK!
  

GLORY: 105!

Current mission accomplishments (So I don't have to go back over things later):

• Scouted out the northeastern Nazi positions, has now informed everyone.  Including the Nazis, probably.
• Set fire to a Nazi-occupied building, which five Nazis then fled from.  Then snuck past without issue.
• Partially scouted the bunker, from the north, found three machine gun nests which have a good view of the entrance switchback, and 180° coverage otherwise.  Saw that the northern slope terminates in a 25-foot high cliff, making it near impassable.
• Got caught near a house which was struck by machinegun lightning and detonated spectacularly.  Survived with -2 life.
• Killed an entire tank crew.  In melee. Without taking any further wounds.  ALONE.  Then stole their Panzer IV and drove it home.
• While riding in that tank, survived a massive targeted lightning bolt through no fault of his own.  Ed rolled a one and utterly failed to dodge.
• Was "commander" of the tank while it managed to destroy two bunkers with the main gun.
• Was bravely riding outside the tank as it charged into scorched earth, and then tumbled down the side of a hill.  Was only kept from being thrown free by Parrish, but hey, it's still pretty glorious.  "Glorious" is almost like a synonym of "suicidally brazen"!
• Helped free his tank from several dastardly trees, while within earshot of Nazi machineguns (pointlessly) filling the air with lead.
• Commanded the tank when it did a ton of collateral (if intentional) damage to the last bunker, and probably killed the last of the Nazi resistance.
• Successfully righted his tank after Alice flipped it over, and stopped Toby from firing the main gun point-blank into the ground.
• Traumatized a Nazi POW.
• Probably saved a bunch of people accidentally by graciously letting them stay in his tank while an angry lightning god bounced around the cavern.  He totally wasn't going to throw several of them out for being too big.  Nope.

[randomgenericusername]

Okay, someone has to do something about all of these incompetent medics.

If anyone seems like they are about to do something incredibly stupid like directly attacking anyone in the team (or are already doing it), punch them until they stop trying to do it. Don't let those doing bad first aid to kill the wounded, don't let the rest kill the ones trying to do actual first aid, etc.

Spoiler: William Taggart (click to show/hide)

Name: William Taggart
Description: He is of polish descent. Light brown short hair and blue eyes.
Backstory: He punched an officer in the face while drunk and got sent here to die.

Physical: 0
Mental: -1
Life: 0

Stats:
 Strenght: +3
 Speed: +1
 Dexterity: +1

Skills:
 Flamethrower: +3
 Exotic Melee: +2
 Hand to Hand: +2
 Melee: +2
 Explosive: +1
 Demolitions: +1

Inventory:

"a few rifles, pistols, some ammo, a grenade or two"

3 knives (Risk 2)
Gewehr (10 Bullets, Risk 3)

Universal Equipment:
1 First Aid Pouch (Allows First Aid. Single use)
1 Entrenching Tool (A folding shovel)
1 Ration (Restores up to -2 on physical dice)
1 Clicker
1 L type Flashlight
1 Sewing kit
1 Mirror
1 razor set
1 Bar of soap
1 Toothpaste and toothbrush set
1 compressed TP roll
1 Pack of Chesterfield Cigarettes
1 Lighter
1 Mess kit
1 Knit cap
1 Notepad and Pen
1 Haversack
1 Gunbelt with Magazine pouches
1 Canteen and Cup
1 Compass

Trench Clearing Equipment:
Flamethrower (Risk 8, expands to fill rooms)
Flamethrower Tank (5 shots) (Gone)

[Redjive_Industries]

"That... Actually makes a lot of sense. Alright, I'll try not to hurt you if I need to yank you back in." *Toby rubs his throat where Simon pinned him against the wall.*

I like Simon's idea. It's entertaining, and also logical. i shall do as herr panzer kommandant asks me to, and keep an eye on him. Also it makes the most sense out of all the actions I could make. As usual, this action takes precedence over my other actions.

Spoiler:  Tobeis ‘Tin Foil Hat’ Parrish (click to show/hide)

Name:Tobeis ‘Toby’ Parrish, 20
Physical and Mental Description: Black hair, tinted purple. Exceptionally blue eyes, white skin, and num
erous scratches. Wears glasses (which have as yet managed to survive without breaking) although he can see fairly well within about 50 meters.  Pragmatic in combat, doesn't believe in fighting honorably, and very rarely ever stops moving, except to make a shot or pretend to listen to a superior officer. Has an amazing lack of respect for officers over the rank of 1st Lt. (unless they're serving on the front with him.) Prefers to use his bayonet instead of his pistol for close range, because the bayonet doesn't jam. Would rather hide in the mud than take his chances running for a better hiding place. Assigned to the 888th for assaulting a superior officer ("No, he inadvertently ran into my buttstock just before he could suggest a glorious charge towards a fortified position, clumsy sod"), shooting 3 prisoners whilst on a mission behind enemy lines ("What was I supposed to do, it was a behind-enemy-lines mission, and besides, those SS bastards had it coming to them") and failing to maintain a clean and orderly appearance during an award ceremony ("I guess 3rd strikes out, whoops, can't be any worse than have to serve under this idiot guess you'll have to transfer me to a different regiment.") Spends most of his time digging, building, or otherwise creating defensive positions to hide in when things inevitably go to shit. Is the type of guy who would tape 6 short-fused frag grenades to the inside of a blast door on the off chance that the enemy manages to open it.
Stats: +2 speed, +1 Dex, +2 Senses
Skills: +3 Rifles +2 Languages +2 Melee +1 Demolitions +1 Camo +1 Traps
Life: + 1
Inventory: 1 First Aid Pouch (Allows First Aid. Single use)
1 Entrenching Tool (A folding shovel)
1 Ration (Restores up to -2 on physical dice)
1 Clicker
1 L type Flashlight
1 Sewing kit
1 Mirror
1 razor set
1 Bar of soap
1 Toothpaste and toothbrush set
1 compressed TP roll
1 Pack of Chesterfield Cigarettes
1 Lighter
1 Mess kit
1 Knit cap
1 Notepad and Pen
1 Haversack
1 Gunbelt with Magazine pouches
1 Canteen and Cup
1 Compass
IMPORTANT GEAR!
Helmet and flak vest (+1 life)
M1 Garand (8-8 shots, Risk 3)
1 SturmGewehr 44 (22-30 shots, Risk 4)
1 Gewehr 43 (10-10 shots, Risk 3)
1 STG magazine (30 rounds)
1 G43 magazine (10 round clips)
5 M1 8 round clips
Bayonet (risk 3)
Fancy SS Dagger (Risk 2)
2 Frag Grenades (Risk 7)
Fancy SMG (0/30 shot,s Risk 3, +1 for every 5 shots)

[piecewise]

Light up a cigarette. Offer one to Radio. Wait out the blindness.

Spoiler: Edward Bohring (click to show/hide)

Description: average height, average build, brown hair, brown eyes, plain face.
0   Physical
0 (-1)   Mental
0   Life

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

Universal Equipment:
1 First Aid Pouch (Allows First Aid. Single use)
1 Entrenching Tool (A folding shovel)
1 Ration (Restores up to -2 on physical dice)
1 Clicker
2 L type Flashlights
1 Sewing kit
1 Mirror
1 razor set
1 Bar of soap
1 Toothpaste and toothbrush set
1 compressed TP roll
1 Pack of Chesterfield Cigarettes(9/9)
1 Lighter
1 Mess kit
1 Knit cap
1 Notepad and Pen
1 Haversack
1 Gunbelt with Magazine pouches
1 Canteen and Cup
1 Compass
1 pair spare socks, wool, warm

Engineer’s Equipment
Mechanic’s tools
Trap making Kit
3 2 Satchel Charges (Risk 7) (1 used in IED)
1 gas grenade, courtesy of Tala

Knife (Risk 2)

Gewehr (10 ammo) (looted from Organ transport truck)
nazi talisman (looted from Organ transport truck)
Nazi Commander Luger  7/8 ammo (Risk 2)
One of the Nazi angular guns that Simon looted (I believe this is in use by Radio at this time)
Nazi Officer's Uniform, gently used
One fancy (Nylon!) hat with ear flaps
1 comically oversized rubber ducky (0  GLORY)

505 GLORY

One fully autonomous Radio:

Pretty sure I gave it to Oz since he was the first to answer.  Not that he can't be used by multiple people. 

Spoiler: mission briefing (click to show/hide)

We've been tasked with helping clear a section of city and then to remove the "Fort du Roule", a heavily fortified hill top bunker, from the list of enemy held positions.
Its position on the hilltops above the city makes it too good of a strategic position for them to just bomb it to gravel.
Taking it won't be easy though; its got at least 5 heavily fortified firing positions and a tunnel system in the stone.
Intelligence indicates there's an entrance on the west side of the mountain, though getting to it might be harder than just getting to one of those fortified positions and blasting on through. Your call.

We're going to drop you off by boat and the local boys will bring you where you need to go. We're told they'll have a map for you but don't expect anything amazing.

This is a simple job, lads: Kill any Kraut that still has some fight in him, spare any citizen of the town, and try to keep that fort as intact as possible."  He waves his hand dismissively at that last part, but doesn't say anything more.

"I've heard that after a girl blows you, you should smoke a cigarette"

"I don't think that's what that means."

"Whatever man, I have cigarettes, you want one?"

"I don't have a mouth."

"That's what she said."

"Do you have brain damage?"

"Maybe. "

Light up a cigarette. Offer one to Radio. Wait out the blindness.

The radioman, yelling way too loudly due to his own deafness, responds to the offered cig.
"NO THANKS SIR THE ONLY THINGS I 'LIGHT UP' ARE NAZIS AND WOMEN, IF YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN!

ALSO I FIGURED OUT WHY THEY CALL THEM THE FLOATING RIBS! WHO KNEW LEARNING COULD BE SO PAINFUL!"

Ow fuck my ribs. Just lie down for the moment and play some calming nature sounds to help Tala's healing and/or help her pass away peacefully.

Spoiler: Radioman (click to show/hide)

Name: Radioman

Description: A radioman.

Physical: -1
Mental: -1
Life: 0

280 GLORY

Stats:
Strength: 0
Speed: 2
Dexterity: 2
Will: 0
Knowledge: 0
Senses: 1

Skills:
Operator: +3
Rifle: +2
Camouflage: +2
Mechanic: +1
Melee: +1
Language: +1


Inventory:
1 First Aid Pouch (Allows First Aid. Single use)
1 Entrenching Tool (A folding shovel)
1 Ration (Restores up to -2 on physical dice)
1 Clicker
1 L type Flashlight
1 Sewing kit
1 Mirror
1 razor set
1 Bar of soap
1 Toothpaste and toothbrush set
1 compressed TP roll
1 Pack of Chesterfield Cigarettes
13 individual cigs
1 Lighter
1 Mess kit
1 Knit cap
1 Notepad and Pen
1 Haversack
1 Gunbelt with Magazine pouches
1 Canteen and Cup
1 Compass

1 grenade
1 blowtorch
flyzapper gun (risk: ??)
trench knife (risk-3)

You play some soothing sounds of nature. Hopefully Tala can hear them, 100 feet away, in a semi-dead state.

"Ok that didn't work, you got an idea what to try next?"

Apply more first aid to Tala.

Spoiler: Gwen Howell (click to show/hide)

Name: Gwen Howell
Description: Gwen is a tallish woman with long black hair, she was a civilian pilot before the normandy landings, and she enlisted shortly after.

Physical: 0
Mental: 0
Life: +1

Stats:
Dexterity +2
Speed +1
Senses +2

Skills:
Plane +3
Rifle +2
Explosive +2
First Aid +1
Operator +1
Melee +1

Inventory:
Rifleman Equipment:
Helmet and flack vest (+1 life)
M1 Garand [8/8] (Risk 3)
5 M1 round clips
Bayonet (risk 3)
2 Frag Grenades (Risk 7)


Universal Equipment:
1 First Aid Pouch (Allows First Aid. Single use)
1 Entrenching Tool (A folding shovel)
1 Ration (Restores up to -2 on physical dice)
1 Clicker
1 L type Flashlight
1 Sewing kit
1 Mirror
1 razor set
1 Bar of soap
1 Toothpaste and toothbrush set
1 compressed TP roll
1 Pack of Chesterfield Cigarettes
1 Lighter
1 Mess kit
1 Knit cap
1 Notepad and Pen
1 Haversack
1 Gunbelt with Magazine pouches
1 Canteen and Cup
1 Compass

[3]

"Lemme helpppp!"

Assist first aid action on Tala.

Spoiler: Denver Gaunt (click to show/hide)

Name: Denver Gaunt
Description: Denver Gaunt is an average man of average build from New York. His family ran a small bakery, but Denver was disenchanted with the working class life and took up boxing. After joining up into the army, he discovered a newfound love of war and was quite overeager, eventually being transferred into the 888th for insubordination after several men were killed due to his rashness.

Physical: 0
Mental: 0
Life: +1
Stats:
    Speed +1
    Dexterity +1
    Will +1
    Senses +2
Skills:
    Melee +3
    First Aid +2
    Camouflage +2
    Traps +1
    SMG +1
    Operator +1
Inventory:
    Helmet
    First Aid Kit (extra)
    SCR 300 Radio Transceiver and Handset
    Thompson SMG (25/25, Risk 2+1 for every five rounds in
    burst )
    Spare Magazine [5/25]
    German SMG, 15 bullets
    Binoculars
    Flares (Red, Green, Black, Blue, and Yellow smoke)
    Flare Gun
    Trench Knife (Risk 3)
    Universal Kit

GLORY: 160

Achievements:
Scouted a bunch
Lent radio out
Shot up Nazis with Bob, captured a truck and freed the prisoners
Dodged the Nazi lightning

[5]

Through emergency intervention, cpr, a syringe of adrenaline and some dramatic screaming you manage to get Tala back up to -5 life instead of -6 and stabilize her. She's effectively out of commission for now but she'll live. Assuming no one else comes and kicks her in the head.

”At this rate, the hairy lady’s gonna kill us before the Germans can!”
Disarm Alice. Take Tala’s medic bag and, I dunno, fix people?

Spoiler: Character sheet (click to show/hide)

Name: Jimmy Grouse
Description:
A sniper. He was in percussion,(in school), drafted as the drummer boy. His long hours of B.B. shooting worked out when he made a long shot with a rifle, hitting a general and winning a battle. He was drafted into sniper school, became a HOG(hunter of gunmen), but then, when he needed to relieve himself, he revealed his bases position to the enemy, which was then stormed. He was then demoted but kept his favorite butterfly knife.
Physical:0
Mental:0
Life:0
Stats:
+1 strength
+1 speed
+1 Dexterity
+1 will
+1 knowledge
Skills:
+3 sniper rifle
+ 2 combat
+2 first aid
+1 hand to hand
+1 car
+1 traps
Inventory:
Scoped Springfield M1903 A4 (5 shots, risk 5 at long range, risk 3 at medium, risk 2 at close)(5/5)
2 springfield magazines(5/5, 5/5)
Binoculars
1 Entrenching Tool (A folding shovel)
1 Ration (Restores up to -2 on physical dice)
1 Clicker
1 L type Flashlight(taped to Springfield)
1 Sewing kit
1 Mirror
1 razor set
1 Bar of soap
1 Toothpaste and toothbrush set
1 compressed TP roll
1 Pack of Chesterfield Cigarettes
1 Lighter
1 Mess kit
1 Knit cap(with razor inside)
1 Notepad and Pen
1 Haversack
1 Gunbelt with Magazine pouches
1 Canteen and cup
1 compass
1 gasmask
1 M1910 pistol (9 shot, risk 2)
Stiletto (2 risk normally, but 6 risk if the target doesn't recognize you as a threat when you attack)(converted to butterfly knife)
GLORY: 135

You tackle Alice and then attempt to use her bag to help Carolina.
[3]
You splint her hand and patch up her injuries as best you can. [+3 Life]

(Right thread this time)
See if I can walk and/or fight.

Spoiler: Carolina (click to show/hide)

Name: Carolina Oliveira
Description:
An average sized woman with an athletic build.
She comes from Brazil, where she was secretly trained as a spy. Despite her training, she took up more combat skills than she did stealth and espionage. She was deployed with the Brazilian Navy in the Atlantic for some time before being sent on reconnaissance in Italy, from there she somehow ended up here.
She wears a grey knitted wool cap. It has ear flaps that dangle down several inches, in the style of many South American knitted hats. It is formed to look like it has cat ears, and it has two larger buttons fastened to look like the eyes. When she has her combat helmet on, the cap is worn underneath as a helmet liner.
GLORY: 250
(35 GLORY spent)
Physical:0
Mental:0
Life:-3
Ammo in current magazine:8
Magazines remaining:4
Grenades:2
Stats:
Strength +2
Dexterity +2
Knowledge +1

Skills:
Rifle +3
Melee +2
Explosives +2
Language +1
Interrogation +1
Pistol +1
Inventory:
Nazi medal
Knitted wool cap
Gas mask
Luger 8/8 (2 magazines, risk 2)
Gewehr 10/10 (2 magazines risk 3)(loaned out)
Rifleman Equipment
Helmet and flack vest (+1 life)
M1 Garand (8 shot, Risk 3)
5 M1 round clips
Bayonet (risk 3)
2 Frag Grenades (Risk 7)

Universal Equipment:
1 First Aid Pouch (Allows First Aid. Single use)
1 Entrenching Tool (A folding shovel)
1 Ration (Restores up to -2 on physical dice)
1 Clicker
1 L type Flashlight
1 Sewing kit
1 Mirror
1 razor set
1 Bar of soap
1 Toothpaste and toothbrush set
1 compressed TP roll
1 Pack of Chesterfield Cigarettes
1 Lighter
1 Mess kit
1 Knit cap
1 Notepad and Pen
1 Haversack
1 Gunbelt with Magazine pouches
1 Canteen and Cup
1 Compass

You're not feeling great but the first aid Jimmy gives you gets you up on your feet and able to fight once more.

"That... Actually makes a lot of sense. Alright, I'll try not to hurt you if I need to yank you back in." *Toby rubs his throat where Simon pinned him against the wall.*

I like Simon's idea. It's entertaining, and also logical. i shall do as herr panzer kommandant asks me to, and keep an eye on him. Also it makes the most sense out of all the actions I could make. As usual, this action takes precedence over my other actions.

Spoiler:  Tobeis ‘Tin Foil Hat’ Parrish (click to show/hide)

Name:Tobeis ‘Toby’ Parrish, 20
Physical and Mental Description: Black hair, tinted purple. Exceptionally blue eyes, white skin, and num
erous scratches. Wears glasses (which have as yet managed to survive without breaking) although he can see fairly well within about 50 meters.  Pragmatic in combat, doesn't believe in fighting honorably, and very rarely ever stops moving, except to make a shot or pretend to listen to a superior officer. Has an amazing lack of respect for officers over the rank of 1st Lt. (unless they're serving on the front with him.) Prefers to use his bayonet instead of his pistol for close range, because the bayonet doesn't jam. Would rather hide in the mud than take his chances running for a better hiding place. Assigned to the 888th for assaulting a superior officer ("No, he inadvertently ran into my buttstock just before he could suggest a glorious charge towards a fortified position, clumsy sod"), shooting 3 prisoners whilst on a mission behind enemy lines ("What was I supposed to do, it was a behind-enemy-lines mission, and besides, those SS bastards had it coming to them") and failing to maintain a clean and orderly appearance during an award ceremony ("I guess 3rd strikes out, whoops, can't be any worse than have to serve under this idiot guess you'll have to transfer me to a different regiment.") Spends most of his time digging, building, or otherwise creating defensive positions to hide in when things inevitably go to shit. Is the type of guy who would tape 6 short-fused frag grenades to the inside of a blast door on the off chance that the enemy manages to open it.
Stats: +2 speed, +1 Dex, +2 Senses
Skills: +3 Rifles +2 Languages +2 Melee +1 Demolitions +1 Camo +1 Traps
Life: + 1
Inventory: 1 First Aid Pouch (Allows First Aid. Single use)
1 Entrenching Tool (A folding shovel)
1 Ration (Restores up to -2 on physical dice)
1 Clicker
1 L type Flashlight
1 Sewing kit
1 Mirror
1 razor set
1 Bar of soap
1 Toothpaste and toothbrush set
1 compressed TP roll
1 Pack of Chesterfield Cigarettes
1 Lighter
1 Mess kit
1 Knit cap
1 Notepad and Pen
1 Haversack
1 Gunbelt with Magazine pouches
1 Canteen and Cup
1 Compass
IMPORTANT GEAR!
Helmet and flak vest (+1 life)
M1 Garand (8-8 shots, Risk 3)
1 SturmGewehr 44 (22-30 shots, Risk 4)
1 Gewehr 43 (10-10 shots, Risk 3)
1 STG magazine (30 rounds)
1 G43 magazine (10 round clips)
5 M1 8 round clips
Bayonet (risk 3)
Fancy SS Dagger (Risk 2)
2 Frag Grenades (Risk 7)
Fancy SMG (0/30 shot,s Risk 3, +1 for every 5 shots)

You do as asked and keep an eye on the prisoner.

Awaken from coma.

Spoiler: Franek Kimono (click to show/hide)

Name: Franek Kimono
Description:

Physical: -1
Mental:
Life: -4

Stats:
 Strength: +3
 Speed: +1
 Dexterity: +1

Skills:
 Hand to Hand: +3
 Melee: +2
 Exotic Melee: +2
 Shotgun: +1
 Camouflage: +1
 Pistol: +1

Inventory:
1 Entrenching Tool (A folding shovel)
1 Clicker
1 L type Flashlight
1 Mirror
1 razor set
1 Bar of soap
1 Toothpaste and toothbrush set
1 compressed TP roll
1 Pack of Chesterfield Cigarettes
1 Lighter
1 Mess kit
1 Knit cap
1 Notepad and Pen
1 Haversack
1 Gunbelt with Magazine pouches
1 Canteen and Cup
1 Compass
Winchester model 12 Shotgun (6 shot, 6 risk at close range, 2 at longer range)
18 shotgun shells
Trench Knife (risk 3)

You wake up and look around. Huh. This place again. Oh look, a nazi.

Stay in the tank. Make sure Franek doesn't hurt himself when he tries to awaken from his coma.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

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: 0
Mental: 0
Life: +2 (Iron Heart Medal.)
Glory: 25

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:
First Aid Pouch (Allows First Aid)
Entrenching Tool (A folding shovel)
Rations (Restores up to -2 on physical dice)
MP-34 (2 risk, +1 for every seven shots)
1x 34 round ammo box
Browning Auto Rifle (20 shot, risk 3, +1 risk for every 3 shots fired in a burst)
4 BAR magazines
1 BAR mag with incendiary rounds.
M1910 pistol (9 shot, risk 2)
Supressor (makes pistol risk 8 if unnoticed)
2 pistol magazines (One full, other 8/9)
1 first aid kit
1 trench knife
1 radio (Unbroken)

3 german medals
1 strange medallion.
1 Iron Hear Medal

1 Clicker
1 L type Flashlight
1 sewing kit
1 Mirror
1 razor set
1 Bar of soap
1 Toothpaste and toothbrush set
1 compressed TP roll
1 Pack of Chesterfield Cigarettes
1 Lighter
1 Mess kit
1 Knit cap
1 Notepad and Pen
1 Haversack
1 Gunbelt with Magazine pouches
1 Canteen and Cup
1 Compass


Survived Injuries+Missions+Accomplishments:
Hit in the forehead with machinegun fire on D-Day, helmet broke his nose, but saved his life.
Clipped by machinegun fire from main bunker on D-Day.
Caught in part of the fuel explosion in Poland: Large burns on exposed skin, but survived.
Survived the attack on the USS St. Elijah.
Proudly displayed his nude form in the Park Crescent Hotel Lobby, and acted as an excellent getaway driver.
Shot out some random Nazi vehicle's tire.
Shot 3 or so Nazis in an ambush with Denver, and stole a truck, and in doing so, saved three french civilians from death.
Road the crazy tank ride of death.
Gave Franek a medal when he needed it most (granting +2 life)

He seems uninjured but he's giving the prisoner a rather worrying look.

"Okay, it doesn't look so bad outside, a few wounded and they're being... wait, what the hell?  They're beating up Tala, what's gotten into--SHIT!"

Simon suddenly spins around after cursing, drawing his trench knife and tackling Tobeis into the wall. He holds the knife's point right above Toby's face for couple seconds, staring into the man's eyes... before relaxing somewhat, though he doesn't lower the knife yet.  He then looks around at the other crewmembers with worry plain on his face.

"Okay, I think the Nazis are mind controlling the others into killing each other.  Thought you all might be affected too, sorry for the scare.  Gunny, I'm going to release you now, don't stab me, okay?"

He then backs off, and watches Toby for a second before resheathing his knife.  Then he thinks about it for a moment, and pulls his knife right back out, offering it to Toby.

"...If we're all good, and everyone outside is killing each other, it's probably the tank's armor protecting us somehow.  I'm going to look out the hatch and tell them to stop, and put crippling shots into them if they don't.  If I do anything else, or start actually killing them, pull me back in and pin me until I'm normal again.  Nobody else should get out, understand?"

Please read the above RP.  Simon is severely misunderstanding the situation, and it's somewhat important how.

Actual action: Open the hatch, climb halfway out with the Delisle, and shout for everyone who's attacking the wounded to stop immediately.  If they don't stop attacking the wounded, start shooting them.  Aim for elbows and knees, relatively nonlethal targets.  A room full of half-dead allies and crazies is better than a room full of dead allies and uninjured crazies.

((Note that going out and helping with the first aid is actually more likely to hurt things.  The people already trying to heal the wounded have stats for it, and us tank people largely don't; we're less likely to help, and equally likely to roll 1s and finish the wounded off.))

Spoiler: The Superlative Tank Crew! (click to show/hide)

Simon, the Coolest Commander!
Relevant skills: +3 Sniper Rifle, +3 Camouflage

Tobeis, the Sanest Interrogator!
Relevant akills: +2 Languages

Anonymous Nazi, the Scaredest Passenger!
Relevant skills: Being compliant and not getting stabbed repeatedly.

Franek Kimono, the Sleepiest Amputee!
Relevant skills: +3 Hand-to-Hand

Jimmy Grouse, the Hungriest Infantryman!
Relevant skills: +2 combat seems generally useful.

Robert McKinley, the Blondest Machinegunner!
Relevant skills: +3 Machinegun!

William Taggart, the Coldest Flamerthrower!
Relevant skills: +3 Flamethrower, luckily he has no ammo for the thing.

Spoiler: Simon Smith, sanest(?) sniper (click to show/hide)

Name: Simon Smith
Description: A short and somewhat stocky man with a thick beard and a bulky gasmask.  His looks are deceptive, as he's actually quite agile.  He has nine firearms chained to him, along with an assortment of knives and a sniper rifle he's always carrying around.
Physical: +0
Mental: +0
Life: +0
Stats:
Strength: +1
Dexterity:+2
Sense:+2
Skills:
Sniper Rifle:+3
Camouflage:+3
Melee:+2
First Aid:+1
Traps:+1
Demolitions:+1
Class Inventory:

• First Aid Pouch (Allows First Aid)
  
• Entrenching Tool (A folding shovel)
• Ration (Restores up to -2 on physical dice)
• A bunch of useful bits and bobs
  
• Scoped Springfield M1903 A4 [5/5] (5 shot, risk 5 at long range, risk 3 at medium, risk 2 at close, Sniper Rifle)
• 2/2 Springfield "magazines"
• Binoculars
• Spare Scope (Mounted on Gewehr)
• 2/2 Smoke grenades
• A "mag" of incendiary rounds for the Springfield (loaded in spare Springfield)
• Scoped De Lisle carbine [11/11] (silent, Sniper Rifle)
• A mag of incendiary ammo for the De Lisle [10/11]
• Trench Knife (Risk 3, melee)
• Gas mask (Not worn, but ready)

Looted Inventory:

• Two spare First Aid Kits.
• MG 15 [75/75] (Machine Gun)
• A spare box of ammo for the MG 15.
• Scoped Gewehr 43 [10/10] (Risk 3, Sniper Rifle)
• Two Gewehr Magazines
• Four Mauser C96s [10/10]*4 (Risk 2, Pistol)
• Four Mauser C96 mags
• Angular Nazi Lightning Rifle [10/10] (Risk 4, hopefully silent, Rifle)
• A spare Springfield M1903 A4 [5/5] (Loaded with incendiaries, Sniper Rifle)
• Three spare Springfield "magazines"
• Six spare knives (risk 2, melee)
• A collection of "Chains, rope, small knives, and other things" looted from a Nazi supply depot.
• Two grenades (Risk 7?)
• Handaxe, looted off the side of a german tank.  (Risk 2, melee)
• A copy of a German tanker's diary, perfectly translated into Latin.
• A FRIGGING PANZER IV TANK!
  

GLORY: 105!

Current mission accomplishments (So I don't have to go back over things later):

• Scouted out the northeastern Nazi positions, has now informed everyone.  Including the Nazis, probably.
• Set fire to a Nazi-occupied building, which five Nazis then fled from.  Then snuck past without issue.
• Partially scouted the bunker, from the north, found three machine gun nests which have a good view of the entrance switchback, and 180° coverage otherwise.  Saw that the northern slope terminates in a 25-foot high cliff, making it near impassable.
• Got caught near a house which was struck by machinegun lightning and detonated spectacularly.  Survived with -2 life.
• Killed an entire tank crew.  In melee. Without taking any further wounds.  ALONE.  Then stole their Panzer IV and drove it home.
• While riding in that tank, survived a massive targeted lightning bolt through no fault of his own.  Ed rolled a one and utterly failed to dodge.
• Was "commander" of the tank while it managed to destroy two bunkers with the main gun.
• Was bravely riding outside the tank as it charged into scorched earth, and then tumbled down the side of a hill.  Was only kept from being thrown free by Parrish, but hey, it's still pretty glorious.  "Glorious" is almost like a synonym of "suicidally brazen"!
• Helped free his tank from several dastardly trees, while within earshot of Nazi machineguns (pointlessly) filling the air with lead.
• Commanded the tank when it did a ton of collateral (if intentional) damage to the last bunker, and probably killed the last of the Nazi resistance.
• Successfully righted his tank after Alice flipped it over, and stopped Toby from firing the main gun point-blank into the ground.
• Traumatized a Nazi POW.
• Probably saved a bunch of people accidentally by graciously letting them stay in his tank while an angry lightning god bounced around the cavern.  He totally wasn't going to throw several of them out for being too big.  Nope.

You open the hatch, get just far enough out to aim at the guys in the hall, and shout "IF I SEE ANOTHER MOTHER FUCKER  PUNCH A DOWNED SQUADMATE I'M GOING TO BLOW THEIR GODDAMN KNEES OFF! YOU UNDERSTAND ME?!"

Luckily no one does anything as dumb as continue to beat their friends so you don't have to mangle them.

Yet.

Okay, someone has to do something about all of these incompetent medics.

If anyone seems like they are about to do something incredibly stupid like directly attacking anyone in the team (or are already doing it), punch them until they stop trying to do it. Don't let those doing bad first aid to kill the wounded, don't let the rest kill the ones trying to do actual first aid, etc.

Spoiler: William Taggart (click to show/hide)

Name: William Taggart
Description: He is of polish descent. Light brown short hair and blue eyes.
Backstory: He punched an officer in the face while drunk and got sent here to die.

Physical: 0
Mental: -1
Life: 0

Stats:
 Strenght: +3
 Speed: +1
 Dexterity: +1

Skills:
 Flamethrower: +3
 Exotic Melee: +2
 Hand to Hand: +2
 Melee: +2
 Explosive: +1
 Demolitions: +1

Inventory:

"a few rifles, pistols, some ammo, a grenade or two"

3 knives (Risk 2)
Gewehr (10 Bullets, Risk 3)

Universal Equipment:
1 First Aid Pouch (Allows First Aid. Single use)
1 Entrenching Tool (A folding shovel)
1 Ration (Restores up to -2 on physical dice)
1 Clicker
1 L type Flashlight
1 Sewing kit
1 Mirror
1 razor set
1 Bar of soap
1 Toothpaste and toothbrush set
1 compressed TP roll
1 Pack of Chesterfield Cigarettes
1 Lighter
1 Mess kit
1 Knit cap
1 Notepad and Pen
1 Haversack
1 Gunbelt with Magazine pouches
1 Canteen and Cup
1 Compass

Trench Clearing Equipment:
Flamethrower (Risk 8, expands to fill rooms)
Flamethrower Tank (5 shots) (Gone)

"YEAH! AND I'LL PUNCH YOUR KNEECAPS TOO!"

"Thank you William. You're far less effective but your enthusiasm is appreciated." Simon says, nodding.

[Ozarck]

Assuming I regain sight and hearing this round, get up and head out to the tank. Else continue sitting and smoking.

Spoiler: Edward Bohring (click to show/hide)

Description: average height, average build, brown hair, brown eyes, plain face.
0   Physical
0 (-1)   Mental
0   Life

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

Universal Equipment:
1 First Aid Pouch (Allows First Aid. Single use)
1 Entrenching Tool (A folding shovel)
1 Ration (Restores up to -2 on physical dice)
1 Clicker
2 L type Flashlights
1 Sewing kit
1 Mirror
1 razor set
1 Bar of soap
1 Toothpaste and toothbrush set
1 compressed TP roll
1 Pack of Chesterfield Cigarettes(8/9) +1 being smoked
1 Lighter
1 Mess kit
1 Knit cap
1 Notepad and Pen
1 Haversack
1 Gunbelt with Magazine pouches
1 Canteen and Cup
1 Compass
1 pair spare socks, wool, warm

Engineer’s Equipment
Mechanic’s tools
Trap making Kit
3 2 Satchel Charges (Risk 7) (1 used in IED)
1 gas grenade, courtesy of Tala

Knife (Risk 2)

Gewehr (10 ammo) (looted from Organ transport truck)
nazi talisman (looted from Organ transport truck)
Nazi Commander Luger  7/8 ammo (Risk 2)
One of the Nazi angular guns that Simon looted (I believe this is in use by Radio at this time)
Nazi Officer's Uniform, gently used
One fancy (Nylon!) hat with ear flaps
1 comically oversized rubber ducky (0  GLORY)

505 GLORY

One fully autonomous Radio:

Pretty sure I gave it to Oz since he was the first to answer.  Not that he can't be used by multiple people. 

Spoiler: mission briefing (click to show/hide)

We've been tasked with helping clear a section of city and then to remove the "Fort du Roule", a heavily fortified hill top bunker, from the list of enemy held positions.
Its position on the hilltops above the city makes it too good of a strategic position for them to just bomb it to gravel.
Taking it won't be easy though; its got at least 5 heavily fortified firing positions and a tunnel system in the stone.
Intelligence indicates there's an entrance on the west side of the mountain, though getting to it might be harder than just getting to one of those fortified positions and blasting on through. Your call.

We're going to drop you off by boat and the local boys will bring you where you need to go. We're told they'll have a map for you but don't expect anything amazing.

This is a simple job, lads: Kill any Kraut that still has some fight in him, spare any citizen of the town, and try to keep that fort as intact as possible."  He waves his hand dismissively at that last part, but doesn't say anything more.

[SaberToothTiger]

Bleed on the German, get him in the eyes! Bob wants to intervene!? I bleed on him too!

Spoiler: Franek Kimono (click to show/hide)

Name: Franek Kimono
Description:

Physical: -1
Mental:
Life: -4

Stats:
 Strength: +3
 Speed: +1
 Dexterity: +1

Skills:
 Hand to Hand: +3
 Melee: +2
 Exotic Melee: +2
 Shotgun: +1
 Camouflage: +1
 Pistol: +1

Inventory:
1 Entrenching Tool (A folding shovel)
1 Clicker
1 L type Flashlight
1 Mirror
1 razor set
1 Bar of soap
1 Toothpaste and toothbrush set
1 compressed TP roll
1 Pack of Chesterfield Cigarettes
1 Lighter
1 Mess kit
1 Knit cap
1 Notepad and Pen
1 Haversack
1 Gunbelt with Magazine pouches
1 Canteen and Cup
1 Compass
Winchester model 12 Shotgun (6 shot, 6 risk at close range, 2 at longer range)
18 shotgun shells
Trench Knife (risk 3)

[Redjive_Industries]

"Alright, everything went better than expected. Hey Simon, maybe I should go out and help with the medic-ing?"
Start asking the prisoner some questions about stuff, like the best way to leave, and if there are any hidden medicine caches around.

Spoiler:  Tobeis Parrish (click to show/hide)

Name:Tobeis ‘Toby’ Parrish, 20

Physical and Mental Description: Black hair, tinted purple. Exceptionally blue eyes, white skin, and numerous scratches. Wears glasses (which have as yet managed to survive without breaking) although he can see fairly well within about 50 meters.  Pragmatic in combat, doesn't believe in fighting honorably, and very rarely ever stops moving, except to make a shot or pretend to listen to a superior officer. Has an amazing lack of respect for officers over the rank of 1st Lt. (unless they're serving on the front with him.) Prefers to use his bayonet instead of his pistol for close range, because the bayonet doesn't jam. Would rather hide in the mud than take his chances running for a better hiding place. Assigned to the 888th for assaulting a superior officer ("No, he inadvertently ran into my buttstock just before he could suggest a glorious charge towards a fortified position, clumsy sod"), shooting 3 prisoners whilst on a mission behind enemy lines ("What was I supposed to do, it was a behind-enemy-lines mission, and besides, those SS bastards had it coming to them") and failing to maintain a clean and orderly appearance during an award ceremony ("I guess 3rd strikes out, whoops, can't be any worse than have to serve under this idiot guess you'll have to transfer me to a different regiment.") Spends most of his time digging, building, or otherwise creating defensive positions to hide in when things inevitably go to shit. Is the type of guy who would tape 6 short-fused frag grenades to the inside of a blast door on the off chance that the enemy manages to open it.

Stats: +2 speed, +1 Dex, +2 Senses
Skills: +3 Rifles +2 Languages +2 Melee +1 Demolitions +1 Camo +1 Traps
Life: + 1
Inventory: 1 First Aid Pouch (Allows First Aid. Single use)
1 Entrenching Tool (A folding shovel)
1 Ration (Restores up to -2 on physical dice)
1 Clicker
1 L type Flashlight
1 Sewing kit
1 Mirror
1 razor set
1 Bar of soap
1 Toothpaste and toothbrush set
1 compressed TP roll
1 Pack of Chesterfield Cigarettes
1 Lighter
1 Mess kit
1 Knit cap
1 Notepad and Pen
1 Haversack
1 Gunbelt with Magazine pouches
1 Canteen and Cup
1 Compass

IMPORTANT GEAR!
Helmet and flak vest (+1 life)
M1 Garand (8-8 shots, Risk 3)
1 SturmGewehr 44 (22-30 shots, Risk 4)
1 Gewehr 43 (10-10 shots, Risk 3)

1 STG magazine (30 rounds)
1 G43 magazine (10 round clips)
5 M1 8 round clips
Bayonet (risk 3)
Fancy SS Dagger (Risk 2)
2 Frag Grenades (Risk 7)
Fancy SMG (0/30 shot,s Risk 3, +1 for every 5 shots)

[randomgenericusername]

Try to move the wounded into the safety of the tank. It's certainly safer than letting them outside where the rest of the team is.

Spoiler: William Taggart (click to show/hide)

Name: William Taggart
Description: He is of polish descent. Light brown short hair and blue eyes.
Backstory: He punched an officer in the face while drunk and got sent here to die.

Physical: 0
Mental: -1
Life: 0

Stats:
 Strenght: +3
 Speed: +1
 Dexterity: +1

Skills:
 Flamethrower: +3
 Exotic Melee: +2
 Hand to Hand: +2
 Melee: +2
 Explosive: +1
 Demolitions: +1

Inventory:

"a few rifles, pistols, some ammo, a grenade or two"

3 knives (Risk 2)
Gewehr (10 Bullets, Risk 3)

Universal Equipment:
1 First Aid Pouch (Allows First Aid. Single use)
1 Entrenching Tool (A folding shovel)
1 Ration (Restores up to -2 on physical dice)
1 Clicker
1 L type Flashlight
1 Sewing kit
1 Mirror
1 razor set
1 Bar of soap
1 Toothpaste and toothbrush set
1 compressed TP roll
1 Pack of Chesterfield Cigarettes
1 Lighter
1 Mess kit
1 Knit cap
1 Notepad and Pen
1 Haversack
1 Gunbelt with Magazine pouches
1 Canteen and Cup
1 Compass

Trench Clearing Equipment:
Flamethrower (Risk 8, expands to fill rooms)
Flamethrower Tank (5 shots) (Gone)

[Leodanny]

Try to move the wounded into the safety of the tank. It's certainly safer than letting them outside where the rest of the team is.

Spoiler: William Taggart (click to show/hide)

Name: William Taggart
Description: He is of polish descent. Light brown short hair and blue eyes.
Backstory: He punched an officer in the face while drunk and got sent here to die.

Physical: 0
Mental: -1
Life: 0

Stats:
 Strenght: +3
 Speed: +1
 Dexterity: +1

Skills:
 Flamethrower: +3
 Exotic Melee: +2
 Hand to Hand: +2
 Melee: +2
 Explosive: +1
 Demolitions: +1

Inventory:

"a few rifles, pistols, some ammo, a grenade or two"

3 knives (Risk 2)
Gewehr (10 Bullets, Risk 3)

Universal Equipment:
1 First Aid Pouch (Allows First Aid. Single use)
1 Entrenching Tool (A folding shovel)
1 Ration (Restores up to -2 on physical dice)
1 Clicker
1 L type Flashlight
1 Sewing kit
1 Mirror
1 razor set
1 Bar of soap
1 Toothpaste and toothbrush set
1 compressed TP roll
1 Pack of Chesterfield Cigarettes
1 Lighter
1 Mess kit
1 Knit cap
1 Notepad and Pen
1 Haversack
1 Gunbelt with Magazine pouches
1 Canteen and Cup
1 Compass

Trench Clearing Equipment:
Flamethrower (Risk 8, expands to fill rooms)
Flamethrower Tank (5 shots) (Gone)

Help this man.

Spoiler: Character sheet (click to show/hide)

Name: Jimmy Grouse
Description:
A sniper. He was in percussion,(in school), drafted as the drummer boy. His long hours of B.B. shooting worked out when he made a long shot with a rifle, hitting a general and winning a battle. He was drafted into sniper school, became a HOG(hunter of gunmen), but then, when he needed to relieve himself, he revealed his bases position to the enemy, which was then stormed. He was then demoted but kept his favorite butterfly knife.
Physical:0
Mental:0
Life:0
Stats:
+1 strength
+1 speed
+1 Dexterity
+1 will
+1 knowledge
Skills:
+3 sniper rifle
+ 2 combat
+2 first aid
+1 hand to hand
+1 car
+1 traps
Inventory:
Scoped Springfield M1903 A4 (5 shots, risk 5 at long range, risk 3 at medium, risk 2 at close)(5/5)
2 springfield magazines(5/5, 5/5)
1 Binoculars
1 First Aid Pouch (Allows First Aid. Single use)
1 Entrenching Tool (A folding shovel)
1 Ration (Restores up to -2 on physical dice)
1 Clicker
1 L type Flashlight(taped to Springfield)
1 Sewing kit
1 Mirror
1 razor set
1 Bar of soap
1 Toothpaste and toothbrush set
1 compressed TP roll
1 Pack of Chesterfield Cigarettes
1 Lighter
1 Mess kit
1 Knit cap(with razor inside)
1 Notepad and Pen
1 Haversack
1 Gunbelt with Magazine pouches
1 Canteen and cup
1 compass
1 gasmask
1 M1910 pistol (9 shot, risk 2)
Stiletto (2 risk normally, but 6 risk if the target doesn't recognize you as a threat when you attack)(converted to butterfly knife)
GLORY: 135

[syvarris]

"Well, they stopped murdering each other, so whatever effect there was seems to be easily resisted.  Sure, Gunny, you're free to leave.  Bring the Nazi with you, he's crowding the tank, and William's right, the wounded should be in there."

Exit the tank, and put down the rifle, but keep the trench knife drawn.  Punch out anyone who attempts to murder a wounded ally.

...Also, try and drag healthy people out of the tank, to make room for the wounded.  Those with +2 or +3 first aid/medical skill can stay.

Spoiler: The Superlative Tank Crew! (click to show/hide)

Simon, the Coolest Commander!
Relevant skills: +3 Sniper Rifle, +3 Camouflage

Tobeis, the Sanest Interrogator!
Relevant akills: +2 Languages

Anonymous Nazi, the Scaredest Passenger!
Relevant skills: Being compliant and not getting stabbed repeatedly.

Franek Kimono, the Sleepiest Amputee!
Relevant skills: +3 Hand-to-Hand

Jimmy Grouse, the Hungriest Infantryman!
Relevant skills: +2 combat seems generally useful.

Robert McKinley, the Blondest Machinegunner!
Relevant skills: +3 Machinegun!

William Taggart, the Coldest Flamerthrower!
Relevant skills: +3 Flamethrower, luckily he has no ammo for the thing.

Spoiler: Simon Smith, luckiest sniper (click to show/hide)

Name: Simon Smith
Description: A short and somewhat stocky man with a thick beard and a bulky gasmask.  His looks are deceptive, as he's actually quite agile.  He has nine firearms chained to him, along with an assortment of knives and a sniper rifle he's always carrying around.
Physical: +0
Mental: +0
Life: +0
Stats:
Strength: +1
Dexterity:+2
Sense:+2
Skills:
Sniper Rifle:+3
Camouflage:+3
Melee:+2
First Aid:+1
Traps:+1
Demolitions:+1
Class Inventory:

• First Aid Pouch (Allows First Aid)
  
• Entrenching Tool (A folding shovel)
• Ration (Restores up to -2 on physical dice)
• A bunch of useful bits and bobs
  
• Scoped Springfield M1903 A4 [5/5] (5 shot, risk 5 at long range, risk 3 at medium, risk 2 at close, Sniper Rifle)
• 2/2 Springfield "magazines"
• Binoculars
• Spare Scope (Mounted on Gewehr)
• 2/2 Smoke grenades
• A "mag" of incendiary rounds for the Springfield (loaded in spare Springfield)
• Scoped De Lisle carbine [11/11] (silent, Sniper Rifle)
• A mag of incendiary ammo for the De Lisle [10/11]
• Trench Knife (Risk 3, melee)
• Gas mask (Not worn, but ready)

Looted Inventory:

• Two spare First Aid Kits.
• MG 15 [75/75] (Machine Gun)
• A spare box of ammo for the MG 15.
• Scoped Gewehr 43 [10/10] (Risk 3, Sniper Rifle)
• Two Gewehr Magazines
• Four Mauser C96s [10/10]*4 (Risk 2, Pistol)
• Four Mauser C96 mags
• Angular Nazi Lightning Rifle [10/10] (Risk 4, hopefully silent, Rifle)
• A spare Springfield M1903 A4 [5/5] (Loaded with incendiaries, Sniper Rifle)
• Three spare Springfield "magazines"
• Six spare knives (risk 2, melee)
• A collection of "Chains, rope, small knives, and other things" looted from a Nazi supply depot.
• Two grenades (Risk 7?)
• Handaxe, looted off the side of a german tank.  (Risk 2, melee)
• A copy of a German tanker's diary, perfectly translated into Latin.
• A FRIGGING PANZER IV TANK!
  

GLORY: 105!

Current mission accomplishments (So I don't have to go back over things later):

• Scouted out the northeastern Nazi positions, has now informed everyone.  Including the Nazis, probably.
• Set fire to a Nazi-occupied building, which five Nazis then fled from.  Then snuck past without issue.
• Partially scouted the bunker, from the north, found three machine gun nests which have a good view of the entrance switchback, and 180° coverage otherwise.  Saw that the northern slope terminates in a 25-foot high cliff, making it near impassable.
• Got caught near a house which was struck by machinegun lightning and detonated spectacularly.  Survived with -2 life.
• Killed an entire tank crew.  In melee. Without taking any further wounds.  ALONE.  Then stole their Panzer IV and drove it home.
• While riding in that tank, survived a massive targeted lightning bolt through no fault of his own.  Ed rolled a one and utterly failed to dodge.
• Was "commander" of the tank while it managed to destroy two bunkers with the main gun.
• Was bravely riding outside the tank as it charged into scorched earth, and then tumbled down the side of a hill.  Was only kept from being thrown free by Parrish, but hey, it's still pretty glorious.  "Glorious" is almost like a synonym of "suicidally brazen"!
• Helped free his tank from several dastardly trees, while within earshot of Nazi machineguns (pointlessly) filling the air with lead.
• Commanded the tank when it did a ton of collateral (if intentional) damage to the last bunker, and probably killed the last of the Nazi resistance.
• Successfully righted his tank after Alice flipped it over, and stopped Toby from firing the main gun point-blank into the ground.
• Traumatized a Nazi POW.
• Probably saved a bunch of people accidentally by graciously letting them stay in his tank while an angry lightning god bounced around the cavern.  He totally wasn't going to throw several of them out because thet tank was already full.  Nope.

[Hotfire90]

Transport Tala into the tank.

Spoiler: Gwen Howell (click to show/hide)

Name: Gwen Howell
Description: Gwen is a tallish woman with long black hair, she was a civilian pilot before the normandy landings, and she enlisted shortly after.

Physical: 0
Mental: 0
Life: +1

Stats:
Dexterity +2
Speed +1
Senses +2

Skills:
Plane +3
Rifle +2
Explosive +2
First Aid +1
Operator +1
Melee +1

Inventory:
Rifleman Equipment:
Helmet and flack vest (+1 life)
M1 Garand [8/8] (Risk 3)
5 M1 round clips
Bayonet (risk 3)
2 Frag Grenades (Risk 7)


Universal Equipment:
1 First Aid Pouch (Allows First Aid. Single use)
1 Entrenching Tool (A folding shovel)
1 Ration (Restores up to -2 on physical dice)
1 Clicker
1 L type Flashlight
1 Sewing kit
1 Mirror
1 razor set
1 Bar of soap
1 Toothpaste and toothbrush set
1 compressed TP roll
1 Pack of Chesterfield Cigarettes
1 Lighter
1 Mess kit
1 Knit cap
1 Notepad and Pen
1 Haversack
1 Gunbelt with Magazine pouches
1 Canteen and Cup
1 Compass

[Radio Controlled]

You play some soothing sounds of nature. Hopefully Tala can hear them, 100 feet away, in a semi-dead state.

It's the thought that counts.

Either way, try to recover enough so I can at least walk again, then go inspect the magic room that ElectroGal busted out of. Then go inspect the elevator and our way back up, can we get back without too much hassle? If no recovery incoming, just lie around doing nothing I suppose.

Spoiler: Radioman (click to show/hide)

Name: Radioman

Description: A radioman.

Physical: -1
Mental: -1
Life: 0

280 GLORY

Stats:
Strength: 0
Speed: 2
Dexterity: 2
Will: 0
Knowledge: 0
Senses: 1

Skills:
Operator: +3
Rifle: +2
Camouflage: +2
Mechanic: +1
Melee: +1
Language: +1


Inventory:
1 First Aid Pouch (Allows First Aid. Single use)
1 Entrenching Tool (A folding shovel)
1 Ration (Restores up to -2 on physical dice)
1 Clicker
1 L type Flashlight
1 Sewing kit
1 Mirror
1 razor set
1 Bar of soap
1 Toothpaste and toothbrush set
1 compressed TP roll
1 Pack of Chesterfield Cigarettes
13 individual cigs
1 Lighter
1 Mess kit
1 Knit cap
1 Notepad and Pen
1 Haversack
1 Gunbelt with Magazine pouches
1 Canteen and Cup
1 Compass

1 grenade
1 blowtorch
flyzapper gun (risk: ??)
trench knife (risk-3)

[Strider03]

Bleed on the German, get him in the eyes!

"He's a prisoner, relax! We can stick him out the top of the tank if any germans approach, give us a second to swing the turret around!"

Attempt to stop Franek from bleeding on the prisoner. Bob isn't sure whether that's against any wartime codes, but he doesn't want to find out with a court martial. Oh, and after this, leave the tank if there's no one else who needs to be booted more.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

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: 0
Mental: 0
Life: +2 (Iron Heart Medal.)
Glory: 25

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:
First Aid Pouch (Allows First Aid)
Entrenching Tool (A folding shovel)
Rations (Restores up to -2 on physical dice)
MP-34 (2 risk, +1 for every seven shots)
1x 34 round ammo box
Browning Auto Rifle (20 shot, risk 3, +1 risk for every 3 shots fired in a burst)
4 BAR magazines
1 BAR mag with incendiary rounds.
M1910 pistol (9 shot, risk 2)
Supressor (makes pistol risk 8 if unnoticed)
2 pistol magazines (One full, other 8/9)
1 first aid kit
1 trench knife
1 radio (Unbroken)

3 german medals
1 strange medallion.
1 Iron Hear Medal

1 Clicker
1 L type Flashlight
1 sewing kit
1 Mirror
1 razor set
1 Bar of soap
1 Toothpaste and toothbrush set
1 compressed TP roll
1 Pack of Chesterfield Cigarettes
1 Lighter
1 Mess kit
1 Knit cap
1 Notepad and Pen
1 Haversack
1 Gunbelt with Magazine pouches
1 Canteen and Cup
1 Compass


Survived Injuries+Missions+Accomplishments:
Hit in the forehead with machinegun fire on D-Day, helmet broke his nose, but saved his life.
Clipped by machinegun fire from main bunker on D-Day.
Caught in part of the fuel explosion in Poland: Large burns on exposed skin, but survived.
Survived the attack on the USS St. Elijah.
Proudly displayed his nude form in the Park Crescent Hotel Lobby, and acted as an excellent getaway driver.
Shot out some random Nazi vehicle's tire.
Shot 3 or so Nazis in an ambush with Denver, and stole a truck, and in doing so, saved three french civilians from death.
Road the crazy tank ride of death.
Gave Franek a medal when he needed it most (granting +2 life)

[The Lupanian]

Catch my breath, check all my weapons to see if they’re in working order.

Spoiler: Carolina (click to show/hide)

Name: Carolina Oliveira
Description:
An average sized woman with an athletic build.
She comes from Brazil, where she was secretly trained as a spy. Despite her training, she took up more combat skills than she did stealth and espionage. She was deployed with the Brazilian Navy in the Atlantic for some time before being sent on reconnaissance in Italy, from there she somehow ended up here.
She wears a grey knitted wool cap. It has ear flaps that dangle down several inches, in the style of many South American knitted hats. It is formed to look like it has cat ears, and it has two larger buttons fastened to look like the eyes. When she has her combat helmet on, the cap is worn underneath as a helmet liner.
GLORY: 250
(35 GLORY spent)
Physical:0
Mental:0
Life:0
Ammo in current magazine:8
Magazines remaining:4
Grenades:2
Stats:
Strength +2
Dexterity +2
Knowledge +1

Skills:
Rifle +3
Melee +2
Explosives +2
Language +1
Interrogation +1
Pistol +1
Inventory:
Nazi medal
Knitted wool cap
Gas mask
Luger 8/8 (2 magazines, risk 2)
Gewehr 10/10 (2 magazines risk 3)(loaned out)
Rifleman Equipment
Helmet and flack vest (+1 life)
M1 Garand (8 shot, Risk 3)
5 M1 round clips
Bayonet (risk 3)
2 Frag Grenades (Risk 7)

Universal Equipment:
1 First Aid Pouch (Allows First Aid. Single use)
1 Entrenching Tool (A folding shovel)
1 Ration (Restores up to -2 on physical dice)
1 Clicker
1 L type Flashlight
1 Sewing kit
1 Mirror
1 razor set
1 Bar of soap
1 Toothpaste and toothbrush set
1 compressed TP roll
1 Pack of Chesterfield Cigarettes
1 Lighter
1 Mess kit
1 Knit cap
1 Notepad and Pen
1 Haversack
1 Gunbelt with Magazine pouches
1 Canteen and Cup
1 Compass