Regain consciousness..?
You roll willpower + Endurance:
2d6>=4f1 = (5, 5, 2 successes) = 2
You moan and groan and rollover in a feat of sheer will and temerity. Your skull is still fractured and everything hurts... But you refuse to go to sleep. A concerned waitress is hovering over you, offering a towel and a bandage.
Name: Ivan Javier de Córdoba
Age: 30
Gender: Male
Appearance: Buzz cut, lean, grizzled, tanned, poor hygiene.
Reason for becoming a class-D personnel with SCP: Ivan was a scout for one of the myriad Central American rebels. He got caught after the government turned one of his compadres, and was sentenced to death as a traitor.
Fortunately(?) the government was dirt poor, so sold their traitors into servitude elsewhere in the world. Ivan ended up at SCP.
Due to his introverted nature and an aversion to trust others, he doesn’t say much.
Status:
Head is fractured!
Bleeding from the head!
Regaining consciousness through sheer force of will!
Remaining XP: 0
Strength: 1
Dexterity: 2
Endurance: 1
Charisma: 1
Intelligence: 1
Willpower: 1
Shooting: 1
Melee: 1
Explosives: 1
Intuition: 2
Auxiliary: 1
!science!: 1
Inventory:
Gas Mask
An android smartphone
$46
GI's Medical Pouch
Tazer Gun
20m of Duct Tape
(YEAH I’M AWESOME)
Accept the towel and bandage.
“Gracias, seńorita. Could you help me to a seat in the diner, por favor?”
Once seated:
“May I have some ice to wrap in the towel, a cup of the strongest café you have, and some painkillers, too?”
Call one of the non-Jay, non-Myrtle
Text all the team members:
“I am at the diner, with a head wound. I am treating it, and then I will come back to the van.
Faithfully,
Ivan Javier de Córdoba”
Treat the bleeding with any haemostats (stops bleeding) in the GI Medical Pouch, use with bandage. Once finished, and assuming I have nothing left to treat, apply ice wrapped in the towel to my head, gently.
Assuming the previous action is completed successfully:
Return to the van at a sensible pace, being wary of dangerous steps and other tripping hazards along the way.
You don't have fancy drugs in your standard issue medkit! But you have bandages. And whatever else you can find on hand, like ice.
Rolling Intelligence and !Science!
2d6>=4f1 = (6 6, 2 successes) = 2
You apply a compressive bandage and an ice pack to your head. It actually starts to hurt less!
Then you stumble out the door again and stroll into the middle of a concerned and slightly agitated mob observing the team drag little girls around.
Faye yells the following at the guy with the shotgun while continuing to haul the girl into the van:
"Better take care of your mother first! She'll die if you leave her like that!"
Name: Faye L'Yure
Age: forever 29
Gender: Female
Appearance: Buxom, Blond, Beautiful. Green eyes, freckles.
Reason for becoming a class-D personnel with SCP: Eventually, one of her victims' body yielded enough clues that traced back to her. She was successfully linked to several other victims as well.
Remaining XP: 0
Strength: 1
Dexterity: 1
Endurance: 1
Charisma: 2
Intelligence: 1
Willpower: 1
Shooting: 1
Melee: 1
Explosives: 1
Intuition: 1
Auxiliary: 1
!science!: 2
Inventory:
Gas mask
GI Medical Pouch
Laboratory Set with a fractional Distillator, made from lab glass.
10 ml bottle of Tetrodotoxin
25 ml bottle of arsenic
100 ml of Lye
1 mg pure fentanyl
knife (stolen from psychotic teen girl)
contact: mohawked migratory drug salesman biker
Mission equipment:
syringe of Thiopental used
Handcuffs
10 meters of nylon rope
Rolling strength to move the child:
1d6>=4f1 = (5, 1 success) = 1
You haul matilda in the van. You know teamwork might have made that go faster!
Then you yell at the angry redneck with a shotgun and a wounded mother. Angry, he takes a shot at you.
3d6>=4f1 = (1 3 6, 0 successes) = 0
d6 = (5) = 5
He misfires his shotgun and the breech explodes, wounding his arm and part of his face. The crowd gets further agitated by the noise of gunfire.
Into the van, secure self, if and of the redknecks do anything shoot them.
You take a potshot at the redneck with the broken shotgun as well. Rolling Dex + Firearms
3d6>=4f1 = (2 5 1, 0 successes) = 0
d6 = (5) = 5
The air compressor of you pneumatic nailgun jams, sparks start flying.
You make a quick intelligence roll:
1d6>=4f1 = (1, -1 success) = -1
You turn the jammed nailgun over to look at the damaged part and it explodes into your face, now you have a face full of shrapnel. You whimper and head back to the van for treatment.
Once done, stay inside Van. Do quick check-up on everyone, make sure no ones injured.
After grumbling something about the government's poor work ethic, Myrtle returns to her seat. She glances at her allies.
Check if anyone else in the van needs medical attention, and assist them if so.
Reginald tries to fix Albert's face. Rolling Intelligence + Science
4d6>=4f1 = (1 1 6 4, 0 successes) = 0
He mutilates Albert further, blood is everywhere. Albert is now bleeding profusely.
Then Myrtle tries to help. Rolling Intelligence + Science.
2d6>=4f1 = (1 2, -1 success) = -1
She makes a bigger mess. Some of the pieces might now be damaging vital nerves and blood vessels. Albert passes out from the pain.
Fuck Miss Honey, rush to the van
You drop the schoolmistress and just jump into the van.
Into the van, get ready to drive,
(I'm already ready to drive
"We are running out of time. Do we really need to bring the woman?."
Make sure to start driving away once thetarget and the group is in the van. If someone didn't manage to get to the van, wait for a moment before leaving. We have very little time and now the civilians are angry.
You are ready to drive off... If you want you could plow into the mob to scoop Ivan. Otherwise fail-safes in his body would liquidate him!
Name: Rosen
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Appearance: Scrawny teenager with dark hair. Has the appearance of someone in some distress.
Reason for becoming a class-D personnel with SCP: Psychotic and violent tendencies.
XP: 0
Status: Breathing. Sputtering/waking up. Lips locked with Reginald.
Left lower rib is broken
Right lower rib is broken
Has not been breathing for a couple of minutes.
Unconscious
Strength: 1
Dexterity: 1
Endurance: 1
Charisma: 2
Intelligence: 1
Willpower: 1
Shooting: 1
Melee: 2
Explosives: 1
Intuition: 1
Auxiliary: 1
!science!: 1
Inventory:
Knife Confiscated by Faye.
$30
Gas Mask
First Aid Pouch
Cell Phone
Name: Faye L'Yure
Age: forever 29
Gender: Female
Appearance: Buxom, Blond, Beautiful. Green eyes, freckles.
Reason for becoming a class-D personnel with SCP: Eventually, one of her victims' body yielded enough clues that traced back to her. She was successfully linked to several other victims as well.
Remaining XP: 0
Strength: 1
Dexterity: 1
Endurance: 1
Charisma: 2
Intelligence: 1
Willpower: 1
Shooting: 1
Melee: 1
Explosives: 1
Intuition: 1
Auxiliary: 1
!science!: 2
Inventory:
Gas mask
GI Medical Pouch
Rosen's Knife
Laboratory Set with a fractional Distillator, made from lab glass.
10 ml bottle of Tetrodotoxin
25 ml bottle of arsenic
100 ml of Lye
1 mg pure fentanyl
Mission equipment:
syringe of Thiopental
Handcuffs
10 meters of nylon rope
Name: Jay Walker
Age: 29
Gender: Male
Appearance: Average, brown eyes and brunette hair. His body emits an odd ticking noise. *Tick* *Tock*
Reason for becoming a class-D personnel with SCP: Being part of an illegal robot cult, serial murder, terrorism and tax evasion.
Remaining XP: 0
Status: Right Thumb is cut off! - But safely refrigerated!
Right Hand is immobilized by a split and a compressive dressing is applied where the thumb used to be!
*Tick* *Tock*
Strength: 1
Dexterity: 1
Endurance: 1
Charisma: 1
Intelligence: 2
Willpower: 1
*Tick* *Tock*
Shooting: 1
Melee: 1
Explosives: 1
Intuition: 1
Auxiliary: 2
!science!: 1
*Tick* *Tock*
Inventory:
Gas Mask
An Android Smartphone
2 Kg of Scrap Metal
$30
Tazer Gun
50m of Duct Tape
Name: Jebbediah Rollo
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Appearance: Short black hair, short, blue eyes
Reason for becoming a class-D personnel with SCP: Telling the God Emperor Donald Trump to kill himself on twitter, Also failed assassination attempt on Donald Trump
Remaining XP: 0
Strength: 1
Dexterity: 2
Endurance: 1
Charisma: 1
Intelligence: 1
Willpower: 1
Shooting: 2
Melee: 1
Explosives: 1
Intuition: 1
Auxiliary: 1
!science!: 1
Inventory:
Gas Mask
GI's Medical Pouch
Mission Equipment:
1 FN303 Riot gun with 14/15 rounds of Oleoresin capsicum Pepper Ball
Name: Ivan Javier de Córdoba
Age: 30
Gender: Male
Appearance: Buzz cut, lean, grizzled, tanned, poor hygiene.
Reason for becoming a class-D personnel with SCP: Ivan was a scout for one of the myriad Central American rebels. He got caught after the government turned one of his compadres, and was sentenced to death as a traitor.
Fortunately(?) the government was dirt poor, so sold their traitors into servitude elsewhere in the world. Ivan ended up at SCP.
Due to his introverted nature and an aversion to trust others, he doesn’t say much.
Status:
Head is fractured!
Bleeding is contained by a compressive bandage and ice pack
The ice pack is making Ivan feel better!
Remaining XP: 0
Strength: 1
Dexterity: 2
Endurance: 1
Charisma: 1
Intelligence: 1
Willpower: 1
Shooting: 1
Melee: 1
Explosives: 1
Intuition: 2
Auxiliary: 1
!science!: 1
Inventory:
Gas Mask
An android smartphone
$46
GI's Medical Pouch
Tazer Gun
20m of Duct Tape
Name: Myrtle Wilson
Age: 81
Gender: Female
Appearance: An elderly woman with white hair, blue eyes, large glasses, and earrings. She also wears dentures and uses a hearing aid.
Reason for becoming a class-D personnel with SCP: Accidentally murdered her elderly husband by food poisoning after feeding him undercooked chicken gizzards.
Remaining XP: 0
Money: 0
Stats:
Strength: 1
Dexterity: 1
Endurance: 1
Charisma: 2
Intelligence: 1
Willpower: 1
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Shooting: 1
Melee: 1
Explosives: 1
Intuition: 2
Auxiliary: 1
!science!: 1
Inventory:
Dentures
Hearing Aid
Walking Cane
Bag of Hard Candies
--Armory Items--
Gas Mask
GI's Medical Pouch
An Android Smartphone
Knife
$30
Name: Reginald Arthur Goldman
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Appearance: Buzzcut of bright ginger hair, skinny yet wirey, always moving.
Status: HIS EYE IS CUT OUT and BLEEDING! But a compressive dressing has been applied.
HE IS IN PAIN
HE IS IN SHOCK
HE IS WRITHING ON THE GROUND
Is relatively ok now.
Remaining XP: 0
Strength: 1
Dexterity: 1
Endurance: 1
Charisma: 1
Intelligence: 2
Willpower: 1
Shooting: 1
Melee: 1
Explosives: 1
Intuition: 1
Auxillary: 1
!SCIENCE!: 2
Inventory:
GI's Medical Pouch
Gas Mask
Smartphone
Cheap Plastic Distillator
Contact Taser
Name:Albert Polsk
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Appearance: Average build, moderate height, "Dirty Blond" hair slightly above average length for male, hazel eyes
Reason for becoming a class-D personnel with SCP: Subject class-D class personel Abert Polsk, self declared anarchist and revolutionary, was aquisitioned into the SCP Foundation after events at the state university in ■■■ ■■■■■■■■ after an incident of protest lead to the burning down of a local cofee shop at ■■:■■ in the morning. This incident lead to ■■ number of deaths and sussinctly charged with life in prison. His acquisition made by agent ■■■■■. He was given the choice of working for the SCP Foundation or imediate termination. Subject showed some resistance and hesitation at first but quickly agreed to the offer assigned the Class-D registration 1845
Remaining XP: 0
Status:
Face is filled with shrapnel
Shrapnel mutilates face further when helpful medics drove them further in!
Shrapnel has been further lodged into face by more attempts at treatment!
A major blood vessel is ruptured!
A nerve has been cut!
Albert gives in to the pain!
Strength: 1
Dexterity: 1
Endurance: 2
Charisma: 1
Intelligence: 1
Willpower: 1
Shooting: 2
Melee: 1
Explosives: 1
Intuition: 1
Auxiliary: 1
!science!: 1
Inventory:
Gas mask
Smart Phone
Nail Gun 9/10 nails
Knife
Spent Taser
Trash Can Lid Shield
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Topic: SCP: Legion of the D.E.A.D: Mission 1: Waltzing Matilda (Read 24679 times)