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Voting closed: July 06, 2018, 02:21:31 pm

[TricMagic]

"Don't go scurrying off quite yet, machine. I have orders to stay with my team."

[NRDL]

"Mana Sol. Would you happen to be a teammate of this machine here?"

"I suppose I am. I may have lost track of who I'm working with after my eyes got blown out."

[Egan_BW]

"Screw off, you can stay with the hobbit."

[TricMagic]

"Hua.."
"Not the best confirmation. Machine, is this one of your team.... No, best not to take chances."


Carpet made of thread. Check. Trip and entangle, the machine.


"And what about you?"

[Rethi-Eli]

"Er... I'm Osmond. Of High Rock. Hello. It seems you've met the rest of the team, save for the doctor and the one with all the cables... say, would any of you happen to know where he is?"

(Sorry Yoink, for some reason I thought you were here)

[Yoink]

Strolling out of the clinic, Plugs flexes his freshly-healed hand before his face before tucking it and its comrade into the pockets of his jumpsuit as he wanders the halls.
'Well, that's a weight off my mind,' he thinks to himself as he idly inspects his surroundings, 'I guess my hand isn't about to shrivel up and fall off after all.'

Test the dexterity of my healed and and then go for a wander through the base, I guess.   

[TricMagic]

"Aa. He was headed to the cantine, apparently. "

Are you headed through that door, Nix?

[Mallos]

Carpet made of thread. Check. Trip and entangle, the machine.

I should specify that the path to the cantina, as well as the cantina's floor itself are made of a smooth and stony material (so as to be easier to clean, what with drunks being messy and all).

[TricMagic]

So the hallway is made of stone then. Well, hopefully that won't matter much. Since these are also team members.

[Mallos]

So the hallway is made of stone then. Well, hopefully that won't matter much. Since these are also team members.

So... do you have an action or are you passing your turn?

[TricMagic]

Kinda waiting to see if they go through that door. But no other action

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but trying to convince them to.

[Rethi-Eli]

It would make sense for me to know where cantina is, right? I'll go there. I feel a little tension building up here, but I want to stick around at least one other person in the team.

"Uh, I think I'll take my leave. Welcome to the team... er, I didn't catch your name. What should I call you?"

[TricMagic]

"Take the machine with you. I believe it belongs to him."

She does not give you her name.

[Mallos]

Turn 18 Begins

Materialize and get up.

Mana Sol slowly morphs into a more solid form, and is no longer transparent. She then lifts herself from the ground and inquires about the identity of her fellow sellsword.

"Oh look, it's solid again."

Scurry off and resume scouting non-restricted areas. If the spirit follows me again, stab it in the kneecap. If it follows me and turns intangible, inform it that I will follow it around until it becomes solid, and then stab it in the kneecap.

The OP-TR scurries off, taking advantage of the spirit's preoccupation. They soon wind up at a much wider hall than the others. After following it to its end, the OP-TR arrives at a pair of blast doors.  A mechanical noise from above prompts the OP-TR to look up. It would appear that two ceiling-mounted turrets have deployed and are already locked onto the bot. A harsh voice barks from a loudspeaker mounted above the blast door, "EH? WHAT THE HELL IS THIS THING AND WHAT IS IT DOING TRYING TO GET IN MY SHOP? IDENTIFY YOURSELF OR BE ERASED!"

"Duly warned. Perhaps I'll find my death here, rather than on some mission for the ... whoever it is we serve. No matter. Ah, and to answer your question, no, I haven't been here before. I'd introduce myself, but I wonder if I will be around long enough for you to bother to remember."

Antony raises the glass in salute to the bartender and drinks.

Antony sighs to himself, before raising the glass and drinking deeply. The drink tastes salty and sends a tingling sensation through his head. The doctor coughs and sputters. "So either I didn't get it right, or you're not normally a drinker. Something tells me it's the former."
That's when the bartender's image flickers for a moment. For a second, Antony could swear he saw a horrid mutant standing in his place. Strange fluids leaked from its skin, scar tissue covering most of its body. Luckily, the bartender returned to normal... is it the drink doing this?

"Name's Nix. Anybody know what's behind that door?"

Inspect door, see if it can be opened at all.

Nix introduces himself to Mana Sol, but quickly turns his attention to the door. The hobbit finds that the bars are locked in place by heavy chains and padlocks. If someone were to smash them, they could be lifted and the door would be good as open. A heavy weapon of some kind would likely do the trick...

Strolling out of the clinic, Plugs flexes his freshly-healed hand before his face before tucking it and its comrade into the pockets of his jumpsuit as he wanders the halls.
'Well, that's a weight off my mind,' he thinks to himself as he idly inspects his surroundings, 'I guess my hand isn't about to shrivel up and fall off after all.'

Test the dexterity of my healed and and then go for a wander through the base, I guess.   

Plugs exits the clinic. Feeling quite relieved at receiving treatment, he decides to make sure his hand healed correctly. First, he makes a fist; it comes easy enough. Next, he tries to bend his thumb to touch each of his fingers. After confirming that he has retained his full range of motion, Frederek decides to go back to wandering through the base.

Frederek soon comes across a few of his allies standing in front of a barred-off door that, according to the sign, is a personnel-only area.

It would make sense for me to know where cantina is, right? I'll go there. I feel a little tension building up here, but I want to stick around at least one other person in the team.

"Uh, I think I'll take my leave. Welcome to the team... er, I didn't catch your name. What should I call you?"

Osmond receives no response but a command to take the OP-TR with him. He disregards this, as it is ultimately Antony's responsibility. He leaves for the cantina with the intent of avoiding any conflict and reuniting with Antony.

Pretty soon, he walks through the door to the cantina. The inside is almost totally packed and only one seat is left at the bar, right next to a figure with a large pack slung over one shoulder. He figures it must be Antony and takes a seat next to him to find out that he's right. The bartender makes eye contact with Osmond as a sad little smile forms. "What can I do for you, friend?"

Turn 18 Ends

Spoiler: Ozarck, Updated (click to show/hide)

Name: Anthony Wittinreisen.
Name: Anthony Wittinreisen.
Species/Race: Werewolf
Talents:
Frankensteinian Science: the sills to replace body parts with spares or to upgrade a person with implants of various kinds.
Infiltration (AKA "Breaking and Entering"): The ability to get into and out of places he's not supposed to get into or out of.
Trait: Regeneration. Bits that Anthony "misplaces" regrow over time. this requires lots of food and energy - roughly one humanoid sized victim per standard organ - anywhere from two to five for major organs or limbs. His monthly transformations can increase the speed of regrowth, at the cost of needing much more food.
standard werewolf traits:
three nights a month he goes on a berserk rampage in wolf or wolfman form. He is compelled ot kill and eat at this time. If he does not eat one night, he wakes emaciated and starving, and must eat the next day.
at will transformation: Anthony can switch to his berserk werewolf mode on his own, but once in that mode, he acts as a berserk werewolf, with all the normal rules and restrictions. He can also, via an act of will, transform into a weaker version of the werewolf, and retain his mental capacities. Useful for infiltration. This form is less energetic and less powerful.
Accidental Transformation: occasionally, Anthony will either transform into his werewolf form retaining his human mind, or into his human form retaining his werewolf berserk. He has no control over these occasional transformations, and must sleep a full night or day to return to normal
Inventory: a Crude Operating Room filled with the surgical tools necessary to do transplants or upgrades, field surgeon pack, set of lockpicks, a pair of specialized goggles that can look inside a person's body (has various settings to see bones, neural net, bloodflow, or organs)
one OP-tr 2.7 G12 unit, ifhe can sneak it in under the supervisors' noses.
Wounds/Status: Buzzing head
Bio: Anthony is a natural werewolf - he was born with the trait. Naturally, this made him a target throughout his life. Anthony has had to take care to avoid being hunted for his organs, or just on principle. Somehow, he managed to live a semi-normal life. Normal enough to gain the skills of a surgical doctor, from a shady, third-world hospital. An unfortunate disagreement over pay and living conditions resulted in a rather bloody escape from that facility, and Anthony has been more or less on the run since, living as a lowlife criminal and street doc. He is the hack doctor who upgraded "Plugs" with his cyberwires. his involvement in this activity is what landed him in the unit.

[TricMagic]

"If you want to get in, I could probably unlock it with some sort of seed or wood pieces."