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[Naturegirl1999]

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

 Name: Tara
Physical Description: A 4 foot 6 in tall female human with pale skin, brunette hair, and blue eyes who weighs 110 pounds. She is 15 years old.
Background: She was Lucy's younger sister. She would watch Lyra perform her experiments until she went to OMNITECH. When she learned of the deaths of her sisters, she joined here hoping to make the place safer
Life: d4
Attack: OMNITECH Foam Gun d3 doesn't do damage. When successful it immobilizes the target.multiple guns stack. Foam tank: d8
Stats:
Strength: d6
Dexterity: d6
Speed: d6
Endurance: d6
Will: d6
Knowledge: d10
Fate: d6
Skills:
Melee: d6
Guns: d6
Explosives: d4
Implants: d4
Mechanics: d4
Technology: d6
Medical: d6
Occult: d6
Speech: d8
Status: a few cuts
Inventory: OMNITECH isolation suit, OMNITECH Foam Gun, OMNITECH sealing kit, OMNITECH environmental hazard detector, OMNITECH “Porcelain” Ceramic knife(d6, breaks on 1), Earplugs, Cognition Copier
Money: 347 OMNI
Map
Sight:blindfold
Smell: Isolation Suit
Hearing:Earplugs
Taste:Isolation Suit
Touch:Human Flesh Gloves, Isolation Suit

Tara takes off the blindfold and follows Wil
”interesting, because that was the name our boss used to refer to him. How about Mr Controller?

[piecewise]

Quickly put on the germ suit underneath my riot armor, and reactivate my touch sensors. Do the tranquilizers come with an injection system, or are they just bottles of chemicals? If they don’t, do a quick search for a dart gun, or empty syringes.

Spoiler: Ji (click to show/hide)

Name: Ji Fuchikoma
Physical Description:

A Short, Athletic, and Absolutely Stacked Girl, who has an uncanny resemblance to an anime character. She has pale freckled skin and, fiery red hair, and large ember green eyes. She as a pair of fox ears and a fox tail.
She is a Waifu-Bot based on a player avatar from the Waifu Assassins Guild series.

Tall, Skinny, Pale, Gaunt. Almost bald even though he can’t be older than 30. Patchy and scruffy stubble that goes all the way down his neck. His eyes aren’t soulless per se, but they have unnaturally white irises, and are filled with a certain, determination.

Background:

Once known as Woldo, a gamer who replaced his physical body with a android based on his famous video game avatar.

 Stuart. He was always an odd child. He wanted to be skilled at killing people even as a small child. His parents were very wealthy, and very overprotective of him. Instead of getting him karate lessons or into sports, they got him the most state-of-the-art simulation entertainment system money could buy. He got good at what he did. By the time he was 10, he was the number one Waifu Assassins Guild IX player in the world. However, once he got old enough, it was time to get a job. And since he’s literally good for nothing else, and he fancies himself a killer, he decided to join the Omni-tech security crew.

Life: d6 OMNITECH Riot suit
Attack: d6 Generic Security Rifle/Baton

Life: d2
Attack: d4 pistol

Ammo:
Rifle (use d6)(3 magazines)
3 pistol mags (d4 use)

Stats:
Strength: d6
Dexterity: d6
Speed: d6
Endurance: d6
Will: d6
Knowledge: d6
Fate: d6

Skills:
Melee: d12
Guns: d12
Explosives: d4
Implants: d6
Mechanics: d4
Technology: d4
Medical: d4
Occult: d4
Speech: d4

Status: normal
Sight:.2fps-Robot
Smell:Deactivated-Robot
Hearing:Deactivated-Robot
Taste:Deactivated-Robot
Touch:All except feet (to sense vibrations) Deactivated

Inventory:
OMNITECH electrical behavior modification implant
OMNITECH Omni-light
OMNITECH Generic Security Baton
Brain Backup
Toot’s shock control
High Strength Tranquilizer
Germ suit
Large Zip-ties
Cafeteria Gift card


Money: 67
-400 debt

Ji [3] Gets the armor off, puts the germ suit on, attempts to put the armor back on in a rush, puts both legs into one leg hole and falls over.

The tranquilizers are just a bottle of blue pills. Purple pills? The light is red right now so its hard for Ji to tell.

Spoiler: Tootsies roll (click to show/hide)

Name: Gabe Toots
Physical Description: Tall East Asian man with a stubble. Black hair with brown eyes, also wear glasses (basically a clone of the first Gabe in appearance)
Background: He going to be the mook that fills out the team and add firepower but, will most likely to die before the mission ends
Life: d6 OMNITECH Riot suit
Attack: d6 Generic Security Rifle (3 mags d6) and d4 OMNITECH generic security baton
Stats:
Strength: 1d6
Dexterity: 1d6
Speed: 1d4
Endurance: 1d6
Will: 1d4
Knowledge: 1d4
Fate: 1d4
Skills:
Melee: 1d8
Guns: 1d8
Explosives: 1d4
Implants: 1d4
Mechanics: 1d4
Technology: 1d4
Medical: 1d4
Occult: 1d4
Speech: 1d4
Status: piecewise pls don't hurt me
Inventory: OMNITECH electrical behaviour modification implant
OMNITECH Omni-light
Rusty signpost
Money: 0
Sight: An actual blindfold!
Hearing: TTS earplugs
Touch: none
Smell: none
Taste: none
I guess I lived longer than last time!

Make sure everything is on properly, and Hold my baton out just in case.

Gabe checks the lights. They are not on properly. Socks are on...inside out. Underwear is on...backwards.  To be honest, I'm not sure what he means by "Everything on properly". I'm just gonna assume its fine.

He holds his baton out in front of him like a protective phallus, swinging it about nervously.

"Oh shit the lights!"
See if there isn't a way to power the car's battery close by and see if I can hot wire it, if any Mr. Douchebag slaves come around shoot them in the face.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: Burt Goldstine
Physical Description: Just like all things at OMNITECH he looks genetic.
Background: Being homeless sucked, so he got the first job he found.
Class: Combat Engineer
Life: d4
Attack: d4 Personal Sidearm / d2 desk lamp

Sight: Blindfold
Smell: Two bullets shoved in nose.
Hearing: Pathos' text-to-speed earbuds
Taste: improvised facemask and maybe Silly trashcan helmet?
Touch: OMNITECH Red Jumpsuit,  Silly trashcan helmet

Stats:
 Strength: d6
 Dexterity: d6
 Speed: d4
 Endurance: d4
 Will: d4
 Knowledge: d6
 Fate: d6

Skills:
 Melee: d4
 Guns: d6
 Explosives: d4
 Implants: d4
 Mechanics: d8
 Technology: d4
 Medical: d4
 Occult: d4
 Speech: d4

Status: Missing one knee cap
Inventory:
 blindfold
 ear plugs
 Silly trashcan helmet
 Pathos' text-to-speed earbuds
 OMNITECH Red Jumpsuit
 OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 ranged attack) x3 Magazines (d4 use die)
 OMNITECH Tool kit (3 / 3)
 High visibility flares x5
 tiny mug with a flower on the side
 A dwarf bobblehead
Money: 6

The gas powered electric generator does actually have gas inside it, so Burt hooks it up to the battery and waits for it to very noisily charge.

"You are using some method to translate my speech, aren't you? Did you know that even those who cannot understand my words still know what I want?  Strange, isn't it?"

"Tell me about it! That's some grade A hax right there if I've ever seen some. But when I asked my superiors if I could use an antimagic field to stop your magic, they told me your ability isn't magic. How ridiculous is that? Am I to believe that you were just lucky enough to just happen to have the perfect memetic virus evolve around your very existence? How lucky can one man be? ... Or maybe unlucky would be more appropriate, I suppose, given your current predicament."

Continue TTS chatting with the enemy general while searching the map for a place that controls this sector's power/lights. Once found, lead the team there. There's no way I'm going there on my own and I'm not letting my squishy self lead the way. If it looks clear, try to turn the power back on. Beware of traps.

Spoiler: Pathos: Senior Tech Officer (click to show/hide)

Name: Pathos
Physical Description: A Chihuahua-sized robotic spider. It's entirely mechanical but has a very organic design to it. The mechanics are hidden inside an smooth exoskeleton of metal painted with a matte thin rubber that hides the joints and insulates it. Essentially imagine a giant tarantula but apparently made of hard rubber, a camera instead of a head, and mechanical manipulators instead of mandibles.  It is painted a very dark grey, almost black, blending with the shadows.
Background: Delusions of grandeur. Took this job as a way to rapidly advance the ranks and see cool things. And because it would give him plenty of opportunities to set things on fire without his superiors being close enough to yell at him. Lost his original body in a freak shuttle accident.
Class: Senior Tech Officer (+200 OMNI per mission, built in computing cube)
Lead Demolitions Tech (+150 OMNI per mission, repairs will be deducted from paycheck)


Life: d4: Chihuahua-sized robospider
Attack: d4: Needle gun

Stats:
Strength: d4
Dexterity: d8
Speed: d8
Endurance: d4
Will: d4
Knowledge: d6
Fate: d6

Skills:
Melee: d4
Guns: d4
Explosives: d8
Implants: d4
Mechanics: d8
Technology: d12
Medical: d4
Occult: d4

Status: *excited spider noises*

Sight: 0.2 FPS
Smell: N/A is robot
Hearing: Speech-to-text-to-speech
Taste: N/A is robot
Touch: N/A is robot
Extra: Motion Sensor, Limited Omniscience

Inventory:
Universal connector (embedded in body)
Computing cube (embedded in rank)
    -Text-to-speech earplug control
OMNITECH Thermite cutting charge (3d10 damage but concentrated, no splash, single use. Cuts through metal)
1 demo charge
Glowspray paint
OMNITECH Motion sensor
OMNITECH “Limited Omniscience” Sensor
Power cord

Money: 475

"They have no idea what makes me special. They were always too interested in stealing my power to even comprehend what it is. Could anything be more ironic? Maybe someone like you will be able to figure it out?"

"Hey anyone want some cognitive enha- БЛЯДЬ, what happened with the lights?"
go and check if I can find any documentation on which of the Nootropics will have horrible side-effects now and which ones will have horrible side-effects in a few months(In a few months time we'll be dead or execs anyway) if I happen to find any smarts drugs without side-effects, then great, hoard them but it's no big deal. While doing this keep my gun at the ready in case I need to shoot any of Derp's thralls

Spoiler: character sheet (click to show/hide)

Name: Anya Sokolova
Physical Description: Wiry, roughly 6'4/193 cm tall, Anya cuts a striking figure compared to the diminutive height of most women at OMNITECH. Her nearly shoulder length blonde hair and blue eyes merely amplifies that affect
Background: born in some rural shithole in Novosibirsk, Anya worked on her parents farm, mainly fixing up their only tractor. She decided to join the Russian engineer troops to make something of herself. One... eventful career later, and she decided it be better to go to OMNITECH than the Hague. Sometimes she wonders if that was the good choice.
Class: Combat Engineer
Unused level points: 0
Life: d4
Attack: d4 generic personal sidearm/d4 monkey wrench

Stats:
Strength: d4
Dexterity: d8
Speed: d6
Endurance: d4
Will: d4
Knowledge: d4
Fate: d6

Skills:
Melee: d4
Guns: d6
Explosives: d4
Implants: d4
Mechanics: d12
Tech: d4
Medical: d4
Occult: d4

Status: vertical and breathing

Inventory:
OMNITECH red jumpsuit
Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 ranged)
GPS magazine ×3 (d4)
Omnitech Tool kit (2/3)
High visibility flares ×5
monkey wrench (d4)
Cognition copier
Glowspray paint
Earplugs (upgraded with TTS)
Blindfold
Noseplugs
Box O'socks
Box O'tacks
Bunch of smart drugs
Money: 89
Sight: blindfold readied for use
Smell: noseplugs
Hearing: TTS earplugs
Taste: uhhh
Touch: does the jumpsuit count?

[2]
Anya attempts to figure out if any of these drugs she's stolen are useful, effective, and won't cause massive internal hemorrhaging. Sadly her attempts prove fruitless and she discovers nothing new about any of them.  Somewhere in the distance she hears a voice whisper "INJECT INTO YOURSELF!"

Regroup with rest of team. Be very careful on our way there, use scanner to try and detect ambushes etc. before they happen. If hostiles are spotted, goop 'em!

If we make it back unmolested, grab whatever teammates aren't making themselves useful and start searching for a way to turn the power back on.

"I can try to blow the door up. I can try to find a server room. Or I can try to find some place that controls the power. Any preference?"

"Power first I'd say, we'll need that online to use any servers anyways I bet, and I'd rather keep that door shut for now until we're done with this sector."

Spoiler: Yagyu d'Aubigny (click to show/hide)

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Name: Yagyu d'Aubigny
Physical Description: Slightly smaller than average, tanned, sideburns.
Background: Yagyu hates OMNITECH. But Yagyu likes money.
Class: Hazardous Materials Reclamation Crew

Life: d4
Attack: d8

Stats:
Strength: d4
Dexterity: d4
Speed: d6
Endurance: d8
Will: d6
Knowledge: d6
Fate: d6

Skills:
Melee: d4
Guns: d8
Explosives: d4
Implants: d4
Mechanics: d8
Technology: d6
Medical: d4
Occult: d4
Speech: d4

Sight: reduced refresh rate
Smell: no smell
Hearing: text to speech
Taste: no taste (hah!)
Touch: no touch beyond what's needed to stay upright I suppose


Status: okie dokie

Inventory:
Modified goop thrower. Has 2 firing modes. Does no damage: if successful, target is immobilized. Multiple guns used in concert stack. Some targets immune. d8 use die
   Standard [not in use]: d4 attack, regular use die usage.
   OVERDRIVE [currently selected]: higher attack at the cost of increased use die usage. For every more powerful use, use die is rolled at disadvantage.
   Current overdrive: d8
   current goop tank: d8/d8 use die

3 spare goop tanks (all full)
a few mining explosives
Cutting/welding torch
1 unit of useful metal bits
Toolkit (3/3 charges)
computing cube
a large spool of synthetic cable
environment scanner
syringe with a bit of mystery fluid
full syringes with viruses
earpiece of thrall

cognition copier
Money: 945


Elen's stuff:
OMNITECH Green Jumpsuit
OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 attack) x2 Magazines (d4 use die)
OMNITECH Medical Kit (3 charges)
OMNITECH Stimulant (3 charges)
5 gallon container of extremely flammable fuel
4 gallon container of water
Lighter
OMNITECH Cognition Copier
Blindfold
OMNITECH Mental Purgant
Money: 200

"You are using some method to translate my speech, aren't you? Did you know that even those who cannot understand my words still know what I want?  Strange, isn't it?"

"Tell me about it! That's some grade A hax right there if I've ever seen some. But when I asked my superiors if I could use an antimagic field to stop your magic, they told me your ability isn't magic. How ridiculous is that? Am I to believe that you were just lucky enough to just happen to have the perfect memetic virus evolve around your very existence? How lucky can one man be? ... Or maybe unlucky would be more appropriate, I suppose, given your current predicament."

Continue TTS chatting with the enemy general while searching the map for a place that controls this sector's power/lights. Once found, lead the team there. There's no way I'm going there on my own and I'm not letting my squishy self lead the way. If it looks clear, try to turn the power back on. Beware of traps.

Spoiler: Pathos: Senior Tech Officer (click to show/hide)

Name: Pathos
Physical Description: A Chihuahua-sized robotic spider. It's entirely mechanical but has a very organic design to it. The mechanics are hidden inside an smooth exoskeleton of metal painted with a matte thin rubber that hides the joints and insulates it. Essentially imagine a giant tarantula but apparently made of hard rubber, a camera instead of a head, and mechanical manipulators instead of mandibles.  It is painted a very dark grey, almost black, blending with the shadows.
Background: Delusions of grandeur. Took this job as a way to rapidly advance the ranks and see cool things. And because it would give him plenty of opportunities to set things on fire without his superiors being close enough to yell at him. Lost his original body in a freak shuttle accident.
Class: Senior Tech Officer (+200 OMNI per mission, built in computing cube)
Lead Demolitions Tech (+150 OMNI per mission, repairs will be deducted from paycheck)


Life: d4: Chihuahua-sized robospider
Attack: d4: Needle gun

Stats:
Strength: d4
Dexterity: d8
Speed: d8
Endurance: d4
Will: d4
Knowledge: d6
Fate: d6

Skills:
Melee: d4
Guns: d4
Explosives: d8
Implants: d4
Mechanics: d8
Technology: d12
Medical: d4
Occult: d4

Status: *excited spider noises*

Sight: 0.2 FPS
Smell: N/A is robot
Hearing: Speech-to-text-to-speech
Taste: N/A is robot
Touch: N/A is robot
Extra: Motion Sensor, Limited Omniscience

Inventory:
Universal connector (embedded in body)
Computing cube (embedded in rank)
    -Text-to-speech earplug control
OMNITECH Thermite cutting charge (3d10 damage but concentrated, no splash, single use. Cuts through metal)
1 demo charge
Glowspray paint
OMNITECH Motion sensor
OMNITECH “Limited Omniscience” Sensor
Power cord

Money: 475

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

 Name: Tara
Physical Description: A 4 foot 6 in tall female human with pale skin, brunette hair, and blue eyes who weighs 110 pounds. She is 15 years old.
Background: She was Lucy's younger sister. She would watch Lyra perform her experiments until she went to OMNITECH. When she learned of the deaths of her sisters, she joined here hoping to make the place safer
Life: d4
Attack: OMNITECH Foam Gun d3 doesn't do damage. When successful it immobilizes the target.multiple guns stack. Foam tank: d8
Stats:
Strength: d6
Dexterity: d6
Speed: d6
Endurance: d6
Will: d6
Knowledge: d10
Fate: d6
Skills:
Melee: d6
Guns: d6
Explosives: d4
Implants: d4
Mechanics: d4
Technology: d6
Medical: d6
Occult: d6
Speech: d8
Status: a few cuts
Inventory: OMNITECH isolation suit, OMNITECH Foam Gun, OMNITECH sealing kit, OMNITECH environmental hazard detector, OMNITECH “Porcelain” Ceramic knife(d6, breaks on 1), Earplugs, Cognition Copier
Money: 347 OMNI
Map
Sight:blindfold
Smell: Isolation Suit
Hearing:Earplugs
Taste:Isolation Suit
Touch:Human Flesh Gloves, Isolation Suit

Tara takes off the blindfold and follows Wil
”interesting, because that was the name our boss used to refer to him. How about Mr Controller?

"Oh noes, you see me, I'm so scurred."  Wilfred says sarcastically, before flipping off the door with his free hand.  "Fuck you, Derp.  Guys.  This is a delaying tactic.  He welded the door shut; he doesn't want us rushing through while he preps something.  The only other option is that Derp's locked us in here with something, but I doubt that one.  The dumb posturing makes me think he just wants us to be stumbling along scared, I think he'd be gloating if there were really something dangerous here.  Just going on his generally halfassed attempts at confrontation, I'm starting to think he's working on an escape plan that doesn't require dealing with us at all.  Melting a hole in the wall or something.  And I still want to extract his brain with a spoon.  A rusty spoon."

Fuck it, leave Yagyu to fend for himself and go head to the central server room.  Jog there, keeping the gun at a low ready.  Standing order to shoot any non-security humans, or electronics capable of transmitting perception of Derp.

"Oh yeah.  Tara.  You're useless if you're blind, and he's not brave enough to face us yet.  And stop calling him that, that's the name his fucking thralls use.  You're not a thrall yet, so call him anything else.  That way, when you switch back to the thrall name we know to shoot you."

Spoiler: Sheet (click to show/hide)

Name: Wilfred Seven
Physical Description: He looks identical to Wil Wheaton.  That's because he's an identical clone of Wil Wheaton; he actually can't even shave, or even change his hair or anything, it always grows back to the default form within a day.  Scarrification might let Wilfred change his appearance, but he's not really up for that.
Background: He was batch manufactured along with nine other Wheaton clones, for use in some film that he's never heard of and was never involved with; only the three "best" clones were actually selected for use in the film, while the other seven--really, the other four, Wil Three survived less than a week--were sold to OMNITECH as cheap labor.  Somehow, OMNITECH decided to hire Seven, rather than just enslave him, although he's not really sure what the difference is.  Notably, Wilfred's flaw that disqualified him from being selected is that his mind is nothing like the famous actor, and he actually hates being compared to the man.
Class: Senior Xeno-Ambassador (+150 omni per mission)

Life: d6 Riot suit.
Attack: d6 Security Rifle, d4 secubaton melee

Stats:

Str d4
Dex d4
Spd d6
End d4
Wil d8
Kno d4
Fte d4

Skills:

Mel d6
Gun d12
Exp d4
Imp d4
Mec d4
Tec d10
Med d4
Occ d4
Spc d4

Status:

Inventory:
Advanced Cleaning Apparatus (4d4 ranged attack) and 3 magazines (d6,d6,d6) (Left at home)
OMNITECH Riot suit (d6 Life)
OMNITECH Generic Security Rifle (d6 ranged Attack) and 3 magazines (d8 (loaded), d8*9, d4, d0*3 use die)
OMNITECH Generic Security Baton (d4)
OMNITECH electrical behavior modification implant
OMNITECH Omni-light
OMNITECH Reasonable pair of Handcuffs

Cognition Copier (equipped)

Cat-sized woodlouse named "Rolly-Polly" (Left at home)

Money: -303, owed to loan shark.

Helpful things done on mission:
Shot up some screens and a speaker in the server room.
Killed a bunch of thralls who were assaulting teammates.

Code: [Select]

Sight: Functioning (blindfold readied)
Smell: Nose plugs.
Hearing: Pathos' text-to-speech earplugs
Taste: Cutting out one's tongue seems like too much.  How are we gonna taste him without touching him, anyway?
Touch: Riot armor

Yagyu, Pathos, Wilfred, and Tara, driven by their common desire to get the lights back on and prevent whatever is about to happen, try to find a location that will let them get the lights back on.  Pathos leads...well he points where to go and lets the bigger boys go out in front of him...the group to a sealed door which, according to his map, contains the main power controls for the entire section. As Yagyu starts cutting into the door to get it open, something happens.
[1,5,6,1] [1,1] [5,2 v5]

A large metal table or desk spins around the corner, hovering in mid air, and then hurls itself down the hall in a way that seems physically impossibe. Pathos and Tara scramble away, but it collides directly with both Yagyu and Wilfred. Wilfred's armor saves him as the thing changs off his helmet and breastplate, but it collides  far more solidly with Yagyu and sends him sprawing with a bloody head wound and what looks like a dislocated shoulder.  A moment later a chair comes  flying round the corner and also hurls itself down the hall, clanging off the walls as he security team presses themselves against the floor.

[Naturegirl1999]

”Has Mr Controller found someone with telekinesis?”

[The Lupanian]

Finish putting on my armor, then stick with the team.

Spoiler: Ji (click to show/hide)

Name: Ji Fuchikoma
Physical Description:

A Short, Athletic, and Absolutely Stacked Girl, who has an uncanny resemblance to an anime character. She has pale freckled skin and, fiery red hair, and large ember green eyes. She as a pair of fox ears and a fox tail.
She is a Waifu-Bot based on a player avatar from the Waifu Assassins Guild series.

Tall, Skinny, Pale, Gaunt. Almost bald even though he can’t be older than 30. Patchy and scruffy stubble that goes all the way down his neck. His eyes aren’t soulless per se, but they have unnaturally white irises, and are filled with a certain, determination.

Background:

Once known as Woldo, a gamer who replaced his physical body with a android based on his famous video game avatar.

 Stuart. He was always an odd child. He wanted to be skilled at killing people even as a small child. His parents were very wealthy, and very overprotective of him. Instead of getting him karate lessons or into sports, they got him the most state-of-the-art simulation entertainment system money could buy. He got good at what he did. By the time he was 10, he was the number one Waifu Assassins Guild IX player in the world. However, once he got old enough, it was time to get a job. And since he’s literally good for nothing else, and he fancies himself a killer, he decided to join the Omni-tech security crew.

Life: d6 OMNITECH Riot suit
Attack: d6 Generic Security Rifle/Baton

Life: d2
Attack: d4 pistol

Ammo:
Rifle (use d6)(3 magazines)
3 pistol mags (d4 use)

Stats:
Strength: d6
Dexterity: d6
Speed: d6
Endurance: d6
Will: d6
Knowledge: d6
Fate: d6

Skills:
Melee: d12
Guns: d12
Explosives: d4
Implants: d6
Mechanics: d4
Technology: d4
Medical: d4
Occult: d4
Speech: d4

Status: normal
Sight:.2fps-Robot
Smell:Germ Suit
Hearing:Deactivated-Robot
Taste:Germ Suit
Touch:Germ Suit

Inventory:
OMNITECH electrical behavior modification implant
OMNITECH Omni-light
OMNITECH Generic Security Baton
Brain Backup
Toot’s shock control
High Strength Tranquilizer
Germ suit
Large Zip-ties
Cafeteria Gift card


Money: 67
-400 debt

[Naturegirl1999]

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

 Name: Tara
Physical Description: A 4 foot 6 in tall female human with pale skin, brunette hair, and blue eyes who weighs 110 pounds. She is 15 years old.
Background: She was Lucy's younger sister. She would watch Lyra perform her experiments until she went to OMNITECH. When she learned of the deaths of her sisters, she joined here hoping to make the place safer
Life: d4
Attack: OMNITECH Foam Gun d3 doesn't do damage. When successful it immobilizes the target.multiple guns stack. Foam tank: d8
Stats:
Strength: d6
Dexterity: d6
Speed: d6
Endurance: d6
Will: d6
Knowledge: d10
Fate: d6
Skills:
Melee: d6
Guns: d6
Explosives: d4
Implants: d4
Mechanics: d4
Technology: d6
Medical: d6
Occult: d6
Speech: d8
Status: a few cuts
Inventory: OMNITECH isolation suit, OMNITECH Foam Gun, OMNITECH sealing kit, OMNITECH environmental hazard detector, OMNITECH “Porcelain” Ceramic knife(d6, breaks on 1), Earplugs, Cognition Copier
Money: 347 OMNI
Map
Sight:blindfold(taken off for now due to needing to find the source of the flying furniture)
Smell: Isolation Suit
Hearing:Earplugs
Taste:Isolation Suit
Touch:Human Flesh Gloves, Isolation Suit

Carefully make my way around the corner, being careful and dodging whatever it thrown. Shoot my foam gun at whatever is throwing things, if this thing is invisible, shoot at the air near something as it is being lifted, aiming for the air around it. Invisible things can still be hit. Of course if the thrower is visible, shoot them

[Radio Controlled]

Abut it collides  far more solidly with Yagyu and sends him sprawing with a bloody head wound and what looks like a dislocated shoulder.

Does that mean I suddenly turned into a real boy again? Oh joy of joys!

... Anyways, get into cover! If I know of a way to get to that corridor via another way, try to sneak over there and have a peak to see who or what is throwing furniture at us. Goop it if it can be gooped, if not just relay the info back to the team and stay in cover.

If not, stay in cover for now and wait. If no more attacks are forthcoming, continue working on the door.

Spoiler: Yagyu d'Aubigny (click to show/hide)

MOOK MAP CLICK HERE

Name: Yagyu d'Aubigny
Physical Description: Slightly smaller than average, tanned, sideburns.
Background: Yagyu hates OMNITECH. But Yagyu likes money.
Class: Hazardous Materials Reclamation Crew

Life: d4
Attack: d8

Stats:
Strength: d4
Dexterity: d4
Speed: d6
Endurance: d8
Will: d6
Knowledge: d6
Fate: d6

Skills:
Melee: d4
Guns: d8
Explosives: d4
Implants: d4
Mechanics: d8
Technology: d6
Medical: d4
Occult: d4
Speech: d4

Sight: reduced refresh rate
Smell: no smell
Hearing: text to speech
Taste: no taste (hah!)
Touch: no touch beyond what's needed to stay upright I suppose


Status: okie dokie

Inventory:
Modified goop thrower. Has 2 firing modes. Does no damage: if successful, target is immobilized. Multiple guns used in concert stack. Some targets immune. d8 use die
   Standard [not in use]: d4 attack, regular use die usage.
   OVERDRIVE [currently selected]: higher attack at the cost of increased use die usage. For every more powerful use, use die is rolled at disadvantage.
   Current overdrive: d8
   current goop tank: d8/d8 use die

3 spare goop tanks (all full)
a few mining explosives
Cutting/welding torch
1 unit of useful metal bits
Toolkit (3/3 charges)
computing cube
a large spool of synthetic cable
environment scanner
syringe with a bit of mystery fluid
full syringes with viruses
earpiece of thrall

cognition copier
Money: 945


Elen's stuff:
OMNITECH Green Jumpsuit
OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 attack) x2 Magazines (d4 use die)
OMNITECH Medical Kit (3 charges)
OMNITECH Stimulant (3 charges)
5 gallon container of extremely flammable fuel
4 gallon container of water
Lighter
OMNITECH Cognition Copier
Blindfold
OMNITECH Mental Purgant
Money: 200

[King Zultan]

Now that the battery's charging lets try and hot wire it, also use the car for cover from flying furniture.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: Burt Goldstine
Physical Description: Just like all things at OMNITECH he looks genetic.
Background: Being homeless sucked, so he got the first job he found.
Class: Combat Engineer
Life: d4
Attack: d4 Personal Sidearm / d2 desk lamp

Sight: Blindfold
Smell: Two bullets shoved in nose.
Hearing: Pathos' text-to-speed earbuds
Taste: improvised facemask and maybe Silly trashcan helmet?
Touch: OMNITECH Red Jumpsuit,  Silly trashcan helmet

Stats:
 Strength: d6
 Dexterity: d6
 Speed: d4
 Endurance: d4
 Will: d4
 Knowledge: d6
 Fate: d6

Skills:
 Melee: d4
 Guns: d6
 Explosives: d4
 Implants: d4
 Mechanics: d8
 Technology: d4
 Medical: d4
 Occult: d4
 Speech: d4

Status: Missing one knee cap
Inventory:
 blindfold
 ear plugs
 Silly trashcan helmet
 Pathos' text-to-speed earbuds
 OMNITECH Red Jumpsuit
 OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 ranged attack) x3 Magazines (d4 use die)
 OMNITECH Tool kit (3 / 3)
 High visibility flares x5
 tiny mug with a flower on the side
 A dwarf bobblehead
Money: 6

[m1895]

"nononononono BURT THERE'S SOMEONE NEAR ME!"
very quickly run to Burt and help him hotwire the car. be prepared to shoot whoever made that noise

Spoiler: character sheet (click to show/hide)

Name: Anya Sokolova
Physical Description: Wiry, roughly 6'4/193 cm tall, Anya cuts a striking figure compared to the diminutive height of most women at OMNITECH. Her nearly shoulder length blonde hair and blue eyes merely amplifies that affect
Background: born in some rural shithole in Novosibirsk, Anya worked on her parents farm, mainly fixing up their only tractor. She decided to join the Russian engineer troops to make something of herself. One... eventful career later, and she decided it be better to go to OMNITECH than the Hague. Sometimes she wonders if that was the right choice.
Class: Combat Engineer
Unused level points: 0
Life: d4
Attack: d4 generic personal sidearm/d4 monkey wrench

Stats:
Strength: d4
Dexterity: d8
Speed: d6
Endurance: d4
Will: d4
Knowledge: d4
Fate: d6

Skills:
Melee: d4
Guns: d6
Explosives: d4
Implants: d4
Mechanics: d12
Tech: d4
Medical: d4
Occult: d4

Status: vertical and breathing

Inventory:
OMNITECH red jumpsuit
Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 ranged)
GPS magazine ×3 (d4)
Omnitech Tool kit (2/3)
High visibility flares ×5
monkey wrench (d4)
Cognition copier
Glowspray paint
Earplugs (upgraded with TTS)
Blindfold
Noseplugs
Box O'socks
Box O'tacks
Bunch O'smart drugs
Money: 89
Sight: blindfold readied for use
Smell: noseplugs
Hearing: TTS earplugs
Taste: uhhh
Touch: does the jumpsuit count?

[Pancaek]

I don't know where I am
I don't know what I'm doing
But I know
I have to make things weird

Spoiler: Richter (click to show/hide)

Class: Cultist

Name: Richter
Physical Description: Your average 30-something millenial geek. Unkempt, looks like he hasn't slept in weeks. Hair's a mess, eyes are bloodshot and red.
Background: Used to work in a fast food restaurant, until he dropped a box of fries on the floor and they fell into an eldritch pattern. Since then, he's convinced that some dark force is out to get him. Has recurring dreams about drowning in a vast sea of purple, running from a two headed snake through a sea of yoghurt, and something very faint about a sheep. Blinks with one eye at a time so as to minimize the time with his eyes closed. Took a job with OMNITECH because they promised him things would get weird, and he figured he might get to the bottom of whatever is haunting him.
Life: d4.
Attack: d4 (pistol)

Stats
Strength: d4
Dexterity:  d4
Speed:  d4
Endurance: d6
Will:  d6
Knowledge: d4
Fate:  d6

Skills
Melee:  d4
Guns:  d4
Explosives: d4
Implants:  d8
Mechanics:  d4
Technology: d4
Medical:  d4
Occult:  d8


Status:
Inventory:
OMNITECH Black Jumpsuit
OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 ranged attack) x3 Magazines (d4 use die)
OMNITECH Universal Containment Pod x 5
OMNITECH Null-Rod
Money:  0

[Naturegirl1999]

“Blinks with one eye at a time” so winks? Ok. Would you like to spawn with the group? If so

Tara looks back at the team before going through the hallway and notices someone else she hasn’t seen before now
who sent you here, newbie? I hope you aren’t a thrail.

[Pancaek]

((more like instead of both at the same time, one eye blinks first and then immediatly after the other does. Like synchronized swimming, only with your eyes.))

"Hi, uh, yeah, I...woke up here? I'm not entirely sure what happened between my job interview and now. Is that weird? It feels weird."
He scratches his head, looking around.
"Sooo...what are you doing here?"

[Naturegirl1999]

”we are hunting for a ‘human’ who can control whoever perceived him. His thrails call him Mr. Friend, as does our boss, the team insists on a different name to indicate that we are not thrails, so I am calling him Mr. Controller, due to the fact he can control people. Would you like to follow me to stop whoever is throwing chairs and tables?”

[The Canadian kitten]

Spoiler: I'm still alive! (click to show/hide)

Name: Gabe Toots
Physical Description: Tall East Asian man with a stubble. Black hair with brown eyes, also wear glasses (basically a clone of the first Gabe in appearance)
Background: He going to be the mook that fills out the team and add firepower but, will most likely to die before the mission ends
Life: d6 OMNITECH Riot suit
Attack: d6 Generic Security Rifle (3 mags d6) and d4 OMNITECH generic security baton
Stats:
Strength: 1d6
Dexterity: 1d6
Speed: 1d4
Endurance: 1d6
Will: 1d4
Knowledge: 1d4
Fate: 1d4
Skills:
Melee: 1d8
Guns: 1d8
Explosives: 1d4
Implants: 1d4
Mechanics: 1d4
Technology: 1d4
Medical: 1d4
Occult: 1d4
Speech: 1d4
Status: piecewise pls don't hurt me
Inventory: OMNITECH electrical behaviour modification implant
OMNITECH Omni-light
Rusty signpost
Money: 0
Sight: An actual blindfold!
Hearing: TTS earplugs
Touch: none
Smell: none
Taste: none
I guess I lived longer than last time!

I don't really know my location to the others so, I'll just wait

[Naturegirl1999]

”By the way, I’m Tara, what is your name, Newbie?”

[Parisbre56]

"BRB, dealing with IKEA-geist."
It's only polite to let the opposing general I'm not talking because I'm AFK and that I'm not being intentionally impolite.

Switch vision to full FPS. Run to the source of the furniture, relay what I find to teammates. Use motion sensor to help with detection and dodging.

Spoiler: Pathos: Senior Tech Officer (click to show/hide)

Name: Pathos
Physical Description: A Chihuahua-sized robotic spider. It's entirely mechanical but has a very organic design to it. The mechanics are hidden inside an smooth exoskeleton of metal painted with a matte thin rubber that hides the joints and insulates it. Essentially imagine a giant tarantula but apparently made of hard rubber, a camera instead of a head, and mechanical manipulators instead of mandibles.  It is painted a very dark grey, almost black, blending with the shadows.
Background: Delusions of grandeur. Took this job as a way to rapidly advance the ranks and see cool things. And because it would give him plenty of opportunities to set things on fire without his superiors being close enough to yell at him. Lost his original body in a freak shuttle accident.
Class: Senior Tech Officer (+200 OMNI per mission, built in computing cube)
Lead Demolitions Tech (+150 OMNI per mission, repairs will be deducted from paycheck)


Life: d4: Chihuahua-sized robospider
Attack: d4: Needle gun

Stats:
Strength: d4
Dexterity: d8
Speed: d8
Endurance: d4
Will: d4
Knowledge: d6
Fate: d6

Skills:
Melee: d4
Guns: d4
Explosives: d8
Implants: d4
Mechanics: d8
Technology: d12
Medical: d4
Occult: d4

Status: *excited spider noises*

Sight: Normal vision
Smell: N/A is robot
Hearing: Speech-to-text-to-speech
Taste: N/A is robot
Touch: N/A is robot
Extra: Motion Sensor, Limited Omniscience

Inventory:
Universal connector (embedded in body)
Computing cube (embedded in rank)
    -Text-to-speech earplug control
OMNITECH Thermite cutting charge (3d10 damage but concentrated, no splash, single use. Cuts through metal)
1 demo charge
Glowspray paint
OMNITECH Motion sensor
OMNITECH “Limited Omniscience” Sensor
Power cord

Money: 475