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[ANGRY_DEMON_NOISES]

"UUMPH OOF IFF UUU"

With those words of wisdom said Kenneth chords down on the invertebrate, eating it before it can eat him.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: Kenneth
Physical Description: A 6'4 man always seen wearing his trusty OMNITECH riot guard helmet, no one knows what lies beneath it due to him using it for twenty-four hours, not even things like showering or cleaning off the accumulated blood from beating protestors property invaders and workers in the sweatshops facilities that are totally up to snuff will make him remove his trusty friend.

Background: Kenneth dreamed of being a tool for the establishment since he was in the womb, every day from dawn till dusk he would prepare himself by beating up his brother with jumper cables for not doing all chores, while in college he arrested his entire class for not standing up to the pledge, he even turned his father over to the McPolice for violating the NAP by stepping 0.6 centimeters into the property of the glorious Megacorp chain of restaurants.

Needless to say, he was pretty flipping happy as frick when he joined the heckish monster of a corporation known as Omnitech.

Life:d6 OMNITECH Riot suit
Attack: d6 Generic Security Rifle/ d4 OMNITECH generic security baton

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

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

Status: Doing his best Japanese schoolgirl impression
Inventory:
OMNITECH electrical behavior modification implant
OMNITECH Omni-light
Money: 0
Sight: Nope
Hearing: Nada
Touch: none
Smell: none
Taste: none

Things that were totally done during the mission:
Kenneth helped destroy the teeth thingie
Kenneth bravely engaged in 1v1 combat with the Icon of Butchery and fought it to a standstill
Kenneth tanked an explosion meant to destroy the Icon of Butchery with his bare muscles
Kenneth courageously led a possessed statue of The Great Founder into an ambush, he tried to capture it but the team wouldn't listen so blame them and not Kenneth for destroying it

[Ozarck]

Bob makes some more alligator sounds and watches Kenneth do battle with a mollusk. Death roll, Kenneth! Death Roll!

Bob will follow any dead fish being waved about.

Spoiler: Can We Fix It? (click to show/hide)

Name: Bob the Biter
Physical Description: Your basic primal swamp dinosaur. With a yellow hard hat.
Background: Who knows? The Company discovered that he has a knack for fixing ... things, and he hasn't eaten anyone important enough to care about yet. Somehow, some joker from the sanitation department got him on the payroll. He was there for quite a while before the beaurocrats found out and moved him to the engineering payroll.

Life: d4
Attack: d4 (Bite)

Stats:
Strength: d4 (d10)
Dexterity: d6
Speed: d4
Endurance: d4
Will: d4
Knowledge: d4
Fate: d4

Skills:
Melee: d4
Guns: d4
Explosives: d4
Implants: d4
Mechanics: d6 (d10)
Technology: d4
Medical: d4
Occult: d4


Status: Bitey
Inventory:OMNITECH Red Jumpsuit. Shredded bits of this are found in various points around Al's body.
OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 ranged attack) x3 Magazines (d4 use die) strapped to the end of his tail 
OMNITECH Tool kit (3 charges. Expend one to gain advantage on a repair or modify roll) strapped in a harness around his torso
Box of 5 high visibility flares. Ironically, these are very inconspicuously stored, somewhere.
Money: 0

[King Zultan]

"I taped a fish to my face!"
Follow everyone else.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: Billy Bob
Physical Description: One ugly looking bastard.
Background: A hobo that stopped being homeless and got a job.
Class: Combat Engineer
Life: d4
Attack: d4 Personal Sidearm

Sight: Dead fish
Smell: Nothing
Hearing: Nothing
Taste: Nothing
Touch: OMNITECH Red Jumpsuit

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: FINE
Inventory:
 OMNITECH Red Jumpsuit
 OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 ranged attack) x3 Magazines (d4 use die)
 OMNITECH Tool kit (3 / 3)
 High visibility flares x5
 Zip tie
 Dead fish
Money: 0

[Parisbre56]

These are interesting options, but I will deny the first outright. I am me, and no duplicate- however sophisticated- can compare. I am this flesh, and with this flesh I will die.

"Hah! If I were someone pedantic I'd waste time explaining to you why you're wrong, but I get what you mean. I disagree, because.... Well, you'll see when we meet face to face. But I get it."

Escape through one of your questionably stable portals is an invigorating idea, but I wonder what you will do to explain it to your superiors?

"Well, our team has several ways of making your body disappear. I could claim you circled around us and attempted to escape through the Phase Gate so I was forced to activate the explosives I had set there to prevent your escape, which unfortunately led to your disintegration. Wouldn't take too much effort to wipe the security camera footage. Or maybe I could claim you were an idiot and got yourself eaten by a demon or one of those other monsters running around. Does your thing work on demons?"

Continue negotiating.

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)
Glowspray paint
OMNITECH Motion sensor
OMNITECH “Limited Omniscience” Sensor
Power cord

Money: 475

[The Canadian kitten]

Follow the group I guess.

Spoiler (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) (Currently lost) 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: Thank Ommitech for Leslie
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!

[Leodanny]

Sweet! Thanks, Omnitech. Follow the Omnicorp team, help feed that mollusk to Kenneth.
”Oh, this’ll come in handy. Hey robot guy! I got a... cow prod? Anyway it’ll be helpful for getting Mr. Friendly non-lethally, since we have to do that somehow.”
He looks at Kenneth, and asks.

Now, I’m not a senior occultist or anything, but should you be eating every demon and animal you come across, Kenneth?

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

  Name: Toby Jackson
Physical Description:a normal looking guy with short black hair. 5 foot 5, has no muscles.
Background: need money. No skills. Omnitech good.
Life: d2
Attack: d4 Generic pistol or d8 tentacle
Stats:
strength:d4
Dexterity:d4
Speed:d6
Endurance:d4
Will:d6
Knowledge:d4
Fate:d12
Skills:
Melee:d4
Guns:d8
Explosives:d4
Implants:d4
Mechanics:d4
Occult: d10
Status: probably maybe a little insane.
Inventory:
OMNITECH Black Jumpsuit
Tentacle thing
OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 ranged attack) x3 Magazines (d4 use die)
OMNITECH Universal Containment Pod x5
OMNITECH Null-Rod
3 frag grenades
Blindfold
Earbud
Cologne
Cognition copier
Money: 276
Sight:blindfold
Smell:cologne blocking it
Hearing:earbuds
Taste:nope
OMNITECH Concealed Antibio razor
2. Nutrient Paste x10
3.OMNITECH Foam mine  x2
4. OMNITECH Micromissile Marker
5. OMNITECH Voice manipulator
6. OMNITECH military grade laserWill’s got it

[ANGRY_DEMON_NOISES]

Sweet! Thanks, Omnitech. Follow the Omnicorp team, help feed that mollusk to Kenneth.
”Oh, this’ll come in handy. Hey robot guy! I got a... cow prod? Anyway it’ll be helpful for getting Mr. Friendly non-lethally, since we have to do that somehow.”
He looks at Kenneth, and asks.

Now, I’m not a senior occultist or anything, but should you be eating every demon and animal you come across, Kenneth?

""Murr hurr mphuphurrur, hurr mph phrr."

[MemesItIs]

Spoiler: Helene Hestia (click to show/hide)

Name:Helene Hestia
Physical Description:

• 6.2 feet tall.
• Red hair, mowhawk
• Ginger, freckles very prominent.
• Brown eyes.
• Atheletic, toned build.

Background:After a rather unfortunate portal opening incident, she was fired from her previous occupation as a farmhand. A fact she deeply resents, so what if it was one demon summoning! After job-searching and no one wanting to hire her, quite unfairly, she applied to become an Occult Materials and Information management officer. Considering her previous experience and her expendability to Omnitech, she seemed perfect for the job!

May be related to several missing persons cases, investigation inconclusive.

Life:D4,
Attack:D4

Sight:Nothing
Smell:Nothing
Hearing:Nothing
Taste:Nothing
Touch:OMNITECH Black Jumpsuit

Stats:
Strength:D6, Real good at hitting things, a talent picked up beating up tresspassers on occasion at the farm.
Dexterity:D4,
Speed:D4,
Endurance:D4,
Will: D6,
Knowledge:D4,
Fate:D8, lucky did not die from demon fortune favors the bold

Skills:
Melee:D6, see strength score, often beats with shovel as preffered asswhoopin tool
Guns:D4,
Explosives:D4,
Implants:D4,
Mechanics:D6,
Technology:D4,
Medical:D4,
Occult:D6,summoned demon enough said
Speech:D4,

Status:Fine/Alive/Not yet gibblets.
Still has no soul doh.
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

Syringe with Tranqualizer

Blindfold

Ziptie

Two-foot long silvery/tin? pipe.

Money:BROKE!

"Ok, we got a aligator on our team, delt with you alot, there was a pond on the farm every summer it would be filled with aligators always tried to get me when I walked past hit-spilt there skulls open with my shovel it worked so very well. I kept it nice and sharp I got my eye on you scratch that I got both my eyes on you. If you try anything I cave skull in understand, though..if you are cool we could maybe become friend."

Heleen relatively speaking nonchalantly, but over time their tone begins sounding angry and at the very end when mentioning her VIOLENCE acts she sounds wistful.

Helene follows the group, the murder ball that is, letting their pipe hit the ground as they follow and staring intently at the aligator.

[syvarris]

"Huh.  You did save him.  I was expecting to get a spare rifle out of this--no offence, Gabe, I still like you better alive."

Wilfred shrugs and lowers his gun, his sudden calmness almost alarming after all the screaming and threatening he'd been doing mere seconds before.  He turns around and starts trotting after the rest of the team, shouting back at Leslie.

"Don't lag behind too much, Drone, or the demons will eat you.  And put in some text-to-speech earplugs before you get thralled, I will kill you if you let Derp get you!  I'll kill him too."

((ATH, you should have a set of tts earplugs by default, Pathos bought the entire team a supply.  Make sure to actually list them as hearing protection.))

Catch up with the rest of the team.  Continue to shoot appliances that can transmit Derp's control, and any monsters or whatever that are seen.

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 10 magazines (d6 (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

Toby's Military-grade laser (d6 ranged attack, chargable up to d20) with one depleted battery.

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.  And probably a bunch of other rooms.
Killed a bunch of thralls who were assaulting teammates.
Maybe helped finish off the psychic that ambushed the team.
Reactivated Sector Q's power, then locked all the exits just before realizing Q's Hell Portal was left active, just without power.
Shot some of the demons that were released in sector Q.
Melted a giant statue of the company founder that was being telekinetically flung at the team, before it could even kill anyone!  Will leave out who the statue depicted when he reports this.
Accused Leslie of being a mind-controlled thrall and attempted to shoot her.  Then ordered her to save Gabe (he was choking on his own zip ties), which she did do.  This doesn't sound impressive, but considering that the only other security team member nearby at the time was hovering over Gabe waiting for him to die so she could loot his gear...

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

[Leodanny]

Snip!

""Murr hurr mphuphurrur, hurr mph phrr."

”Can’t really understand you. I’ll take that as a no. “

[AbstractTraitorHero]

"Huh.  You did save him.  I was expecting to get a spare rifle out of this--no offence, Gabe, I still like you better alive."

Wilfred shrugs and lowers his gun, his sudden calmness almost alarming after all the screaming and threatening he'd been doing mere seconds before.  He turns around and starts trotting after the rest of the team, shouting back at Leslie.

"Don't lag behind too much, Drone, or the demons will eat you.  And put in some text-to-speech earplugs before you get thralled, I will kill you if you let Derp get you!  I'll kill him too."

((ATH, you should have a set of tts earplugs by default, Pathos bought the entire team a supply.  Make sure to actually list them as hearing protection.))

Catch up with the rest of the team.  Continue to shoot appliances that can transmit Derp's control, and any monsters or whatever that are seen.

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 10 magazines (d6 (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

Toby's Military-grade laser (d6 ranged attack, chargable up to d20) with one depleted battery.

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.  And probably a bunch of other rooms.
Killed a bunch of thralls who were assaulting teammates.
Maybe helped finish off the psychic that ambushed the team.
Reactivated Sector Q's power, then locked all the exits just before realizing Q's Hell Portal was left active, just without power.
Shot some of the demons that were released in sector Q.
Melted a giant statue of the company founder that was being telekinetically flung at the team, before it could even kill anyone!  Will leave out who the statue depicted when he reports this.
Accused Leslie of being a mind-controlled thrall and attempted to shoot her.  Then ordered her to save Gabe (he was choking on his own zip ties), which she did do.  This doesn't sound impressive, but considering that the only other security team member nearby at the time was hovering over Gabe waiting for him to die so she could loot his gear...

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

Spoiler: I love you Omnitech! (click to show/hide)

Name:Leslie Omnitech©
Physical Description:

Miss Omnitech stands at a rather tall 6ft0, with brown eyes and light autumn hair. Her skin is a light white and overall she certainly exudes a friendly appearance, when not wearing the signature jumpsuit and boots and gloves of the public relations department of course!

Her hand is currently bloody and her jumpsuit smeared with blood!

Background:Leslie was orphaned at a tender young age. Due to an omnitech facility in a "completely unforeseeable accident." Finding the local community had a distinct lack of parents after the completely unforeseeable and not at all completely intentional accident. Leslie grew up given the surname Omnitech©, fed propaganda her whole life, her memories of the incident wiped by mental trauma, otherwise known as The Memory Eradicator. That left her a thoroughly unintelligent and firm loyalist of Omnitech!

Her minuscule brain groomed from a young age, Leslie truly believes that Omnitech is the best corporation, nay the best sovereign entity in the world, and is ready to fight tooth and nail, whether through contracts and verbal negotiations or her more preferred method, physical and ballistic negotiations!

"Hail Omnitech!"

Life:D4, her jumpsuit while very "businessy", doesn't provide any real protection~
Attack:D4 OMNITECH Gauss Mini-cannon, she thinks it's wicked awesome!

Sight: Blindfold on once she enters the room!
Smell: Nothing
Hearing: Text to Speech earplugs in.
Taste: Nothing
Touch: Executive Jumpsuit!

Stats:
Strength:D8, Surprisingly strong, perhaps offputtingly so.
Dexterity:D4, A bit of a klutz.
Speed:D4, Her lack of intellect shows in her reactions just as well.
Endurance:D4, Tires easily it seems, a frequenter of colds.
Will: D6, Omnitech gives her strength, hones what tiny intellect she possesses.
Knowledge:D4,High school degree obviously forged.
Fate:D6,Still alive, but still employed at Omnitech.

Skills:
Melee:D6, Likes to pistolwhip people, sometimes likes to punch people who insult omnitech, her surprisingly considerable strength helps with this.
Guns:D6, Has some practice in, several janitorial staff terminated from said practice.
Explosives:D4, Pulled grenade pin once, told a small child to catch, still doesn't understand why they blew up.
Implants:D4, Never touched em, hopes to one day!
Mechanics:D4, Tried to fix local radio, mechanics couldn't figure out how she broke it so badly.
Technology:D4, She...shes got this, totally!
Medical:D4, "Bandages go inside the wound right?"
Occult:D4, "What's an occult?"
Speech:D6, "Why hello! It's great to meet you, I'm Leslie, I've heard you have some problems with Omnitech? Heres how you're mistaken!"

Status:Fit as a fiddle! A Clueless moron and lifelong lover of Omnitech who's a bit covered in blood.
Inventory: 

Executive Jumpsuit



OMNITECH Memory Eradicator

OMNITECH Contract Notebook

Syringe with Tranquilizer

Blindfold

Ziptie

Clump of circulotory system

Omnitech Text to speech Earplugs.

Money:Just pocket lint.

Leslie allows herself to roll her shoulders, a flush lightning up her cheeks a nice shade of red, a relief rolling through a drones mind, before a small chuckle, light and airy at the calmness, at what was happening, at her successful saving of Omnitech© assets, of a fellow Omnitech© employee. Brown eyes gleam faintly, heartened by success as dear Gabe scampers off and Wilfred tells her of his security plans.

What a nice man.

A saquirine sweet voice sings on out.

"Mr.Wilfred, beloved Omnitech© employee, I shall endeavor to follow your security directives as much as one of the public relations department is expected to! Furthermore, my designation as it seems you forgot is Leslie Omnitech© who is under official legal guardianship of Omnitech, but if it makes a fellow employee happy, I shall adhere to your nickname!

Perhaps after work you would like to engage in some Omnitech approved bonding activity's, I am fully willing to lend myself to the relief of my beloved Omnitech© family!"

Miss Omnitech gives a happy little whistle, grabs her weapon ((Gauss pistol)) up from the floor and follows Wilfred after putting in her earplugs. Also she's trying to remember as many approved Omnitech bonding activity's as possible.

[Pancaek]

Follow Yagyu, keep an eye out for danger or interesting/valuable things.

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.
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
OMNITECH Transient Psychokinetic stimulant (single use. When used, roll occult. Roll is equal to number of turns it will function. Allows direct ranged and melee attack with Will as damage. Roll occult afterwards for side effects)
Demon Symbiote thing: Crocodemon d12, Teeth Elemental d12, Icon of Butchery d4, maggot demon d6
Money:  0

[ANGRY_DEMON_NOISES]

Snip!

""Murr hurr mphuphurrur, hurr mph phrr."

”Can’t really understand you. I’ll take that as a no. “

"Mhnk nhya mhph."

[piecewise]

"Entrance to sector I secured. Seems like our current sector also doesn't pose much further threat, so let's move on, we still have quite a ways to go here."

To sector M!

Could I have another attempt at figuring out what we need for that adaptor?

For the jammer: can we have a standing action for it to be activated once paris is done with his bootycall, so I don't have to keep repeating it every turn?

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: partially caved in metal head

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

2 spare goop tanks (all full)
1 empty goop tank
a few mining explosives (1 used for killing the psychic)
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
2x earpiece of thrall
bodyparts, enough for full body (to be collected at the end of the mission)
signal jammer parts
syringe with tranquilizer
ziptie

cognition copier
Money: 945


Elen's stuff:
OMNITECH Green Jumpsuit
OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 attack) x2 Magazines (d4 use die)
OMNITECH Medical Kit (1 charges)
OMNITECH Stimulant (3 charges)
5 gallon container of extremely flammable fuel, currently has 4 gallons
4 gallon container of water
Lighter => maybe destroyed?
OMNITECH Cognition Copier
Blindfold
OMNITECH Mental Purgant
Money: 200

Burt's stuff
 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 (2 / 3)
 High visibility flares x4
 tiny mug with a flower on the side
 A dwarf bobblehead
Money: 6

Anya's stuff
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
Pneumatic Cable Cutter
Money: 89

[1] Yagyu considers.  Hmmm. The most effective way would be to set up a sort of power centipede. Stitch the battery to the mouth, and the gun to the anus...yes....

Yagyu set the jammer to immediately activate as soon as the robot spider is done having phone sex with the murderous superhuman.

"UUMPH OOF IFF UUU"

With those words of wisdom said Kenneth chords down on the invertebrate, eating it before it can eat him.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: Kenneth
Physical Description: A 6'4 man always seen wearing his trusty OMNITECH riot guard helmet, no one knows what lies beneath it due to him using it for twenty-four hours, not even things like showering or cleaning off the accumulated blood from beating protestors property invaders and workers in the sweatshops facilities that are totally up to snuff will make him remove his trusty friend.

Background: Kenneth dreamed of being a tool for the establishment since he was in the womb, every day from dawn till dusk he would prepare himself by beating up his brother with jumper cables for not doing all chores, while in college he arrested his entire class for not standing up to the pledge, he even turned his father over to the McPolice for violating the NAP by stepping 0.6 centimeters into the property of the glorious Megacorp chain of restaurants.

Needless to say, he was pretty flipping happy as frick when he joined the heckish monster of a corporation known as Omnitech.

Life:d6 OMNITECH Riot suit
Attack: d6 Generic Security Rifle/ d4 OMNITECH generic security baton

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

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

Status: Doing his best Japanese schoolgirl impression
Inventory:
OMNITECH electrical behavior modification implant
OMNITECH Omni-light
Money: 0
Sight: Nope
Hearing: Nada
Touch: none
Smell: none
Taste: none

[1] Kenneth engages in epic face-on-fish combat and immediately finds himself at a disadvantage. The disadvantage being that his attempts to bite at the tough and rubbery flesh of the alien fish are far less effective than the fish's attempts to sandpaper off his face.  Kenneth is rather stubborn about all this but around the time the creature has completely removed his nose and lips, he begins to think that maybe he should ask for help.

Maybe scream for help.

These are interesting options, but I will deny the first outright. I am me, and no duplicate- however sophisticated- can compare. I am this flesh, and with this flesh I will die.

"Hah! If I were someone pedantic I'd waste time explaining to you why you're wrong, but I get what you mean. I disagree, because.... Well, you'll see when we meet face to face. But I get it."

Escape through one of your questionably stable portals is an invigorating idea, but I wonder what you will do to explain it to your superiors?

"Well, our team has several ways of making your body disappear. I could claim you circled around us and attempted to escape through the Phase Gate so I was forced to activate the explosives I had set there to prevent your escape, which unfortunately led to your disintegration. Wouldn't take too much effort to wipe the security camera footage. Or maybe I could claim you were an idiot and got yourself eaten by a demon or one of those other monsters running around. Does your thing work on demons?"

Continue negotiating.

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)
Glowspray paint
OMNITECH Motion sensor
OMNITECH “Limited Omniscience” Sensor
Power cord

Money: 475

Code: [Select]

Ah. I know what you are. Do not worry, I do not discriminate against your kind, but there are differences between you and I. You may be able to be copied in perpetuity but I cannot be so easily replicated. Not meaningfully so at least.

Now then, something more important than those details first: If I were to agree, how would we handle this...prisoner exchange?

[piecewise]

"Huh.  You did save him.  I was expecting to get a spare rifle out of this--no offence, Gabe, I still like you better alive."

Wilfred shrugs and lowers his gun, his sudden calmness almost alarming after all the screaming and threatening he'd been doing mere seconds before.  He turns around and starts trotting after the rest of the team, shouting back at Leslie.

"Don't lag behind too much, Drone, or the demons will eat you.  And put in some text-to-speech earplugs before you get thralled, I will kill you if you let Derp get you!  I'll kill him too."

((ATH, you should have a set of tts earplugs by default, Pathos bought the entire team a supply.  Make sure to actually list them as hearing protection.))

Catch up with the rest of the team.  Continue to shoot appliances that can transmit Derp's control, and any monsters or whatever that are seen.

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 10 magazines (d6 (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

Toby's Military-grade laser (d6 ranged attack, chargable up to d20) with one depleted battery.

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.  And probably a bunch of other rooms.
Killed a bunch of thralls who were assaulting teammates.
Maybe helped finish off the psychic that ambushed the team.
Reactivated Sector Q's power, then locked all the exits just before realizing Q's Hell Portal was left active, just without power.
Shot some of the demons that were released in sector Q.
Melted a giant statue of the company founder that was being telekinetically flung at the team, before it could even kill anyone!  Will leave out who the statue depicted when he reports this.
Accused Leslie of being a mind-controlled thrall and attempted to shoot her.  Then ordered her to save Gabe (he was choking on his own zip ties), which she did do.  This doesn't sound impressive, but considering that the only other security team member nearby at the time was hovering over Gabe waiting for him to die so she could loot his gear...

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

Spoiler: I love you Omnitech! (click to show/hide)

Name:Leslie Omnitech©
Physical Description:

Miss Omnitech stands at a rather tall 6ft0, with brown eyes and light autumn hair. Her skin is a light white and overall she certainly exudes a friendly appearance, when not wearing the signature jumpsuit and boots and gloves of the public relations department of course!

Her hand is currently bloody and her jumpsuit smeared with blood!

Background:Leslie was orphaned at a tender young age. Due to an omnitech facility in a "completely unforeseeable accident." Finding the local community had a distinct lack of parents after the completely unforeseeable and not at all completely intentional accident. Leslie grew up given the surname Omnitech©, fed propaganda her whole life, her memories of the incident wiped by mental trauma, otherwise known as The Memory Eradicator. That left her a thoroughly unintelligent and firm loyalist of Omnitech!

Her minuscule brain groomed from a young age, Leslie truly believes that Omnitech is the best corporation, nay the best sovereign entity in the world, and is ready to fight tooth and nail, whether through contracts and verbal negotiations or her more preferred method, physical and ballistic negotiations!

"Hail Omnitech!"

Life:D4, her jumpsuit while very "businessy", doesn't provide any real protection~
Attack:D4 OMNITECH Gauss Mini-cannon, she thinks it's wicked awesome!

Sight: Blindfold on once she enters the room!
Smell: Nothing
Hearing: Text to Speech earplugs in.
Taste: Nothing
Touch: Executive Jumpsuit!

Stats:
Strength:D8, Surprisingly strong, perhaps offputtingly so.
Dexterity:D4, A bit of a klutz.
Speed:D4, Her lack of intellect shows in her reactions just as well.
Endurance:D4, Tires easily it seems, a frequenter of colds.
Will: D6, Omnitech gives her strength, hones what tiny intellect she possesses.
Knowledge:D4,High school degree obviously forged.
Fate:D6,Still alive, but still employed at Omnitech.

Skills:
Melee:D6, Likes to pistolwhip people, sometimes likes to punch people who insult omnitech, her surprisingly considerable strength helps with this.
Guns:D6, Has some practice in, several janitorial staff terminated from said practice.
Explosives:D4, Pulled grenade pin once, told a small child to catch, still doesn't understand why they blew up.
Implants:D4, Never touched em, hopes to one day!
Mechanics:D4, Tried to fix local radio, mechanics couldn't figure out how she broke it so badly.
Technology:D4, She...shes got this, totally!
Medical:D4, "Bandages go inside the wound right?"
Occult:D4, "What's an occult?"
Speech:D6, "Why hello! It's great to meet you, I'm Leslie, I've heard you have some problems with Omnitech? Heres how you're mistaken!"

Status:Fit as a fiddle! A Clueless moron and lifelong lover of Omnitech who's a bit covered in blood.
Inventory: 

Executive Jumpsuit



OMNITECH Memory Eradicator

OMNITECH Contract Notebook

Syringe with Tranquilizer

Blindfold

Ziptie

Clump of circulotory system

Omnitech Text to speech Earplugs.

Money:Just pocket lint.

Leslie allows herself to roll her shoulders, a flush lightning up her cheeks a nice shade of red, a relief rolling through a drones mind, before a small chuckle, light and airy at the calmness, at what was happening, at her successful saving of Omnitech© assets, of a fellow Omnitech© employee. Brown eyes gleam faintly, heartened by success as dear Gabe scampers off and Wilfred tells her of his security plans.

What a nice man.

A saquirine sweet voice sings on out.

"Mr.Wilfred, beloved Omnitech© employee, I shall endeavor to follow your security directives as much as one of the public relations department is expected to! Furthermore, my designation as it seems you forgot is Leslie Omnitech© who is under official legal guardianship of Omnitech, but if it makes a fellow employee happy, I shall adhere to your nickname!

Perhaps after work you would like to engage in some Omnitech approved bonding activity's, I am fully willing to lend myself to the relief of my beloved Omnitech© family!"

Miss Omnitech gives a happy little whistle, grabs her weapon ((Gauss pistol)) up from the floor and follows Wilfred after putting in her earplugs. Also she's trying to remember as many approved Omnitech bonding activity's as possible.

[3]
Leslie recalls several approved bonding activities! Unpaid manual labor is the classic, of course, but there are others. Like...ah! Confessing secrets about yourself or others to a Human resources agent! Or um...Donating blood for private resale. Or going to see one of the many wonderful programs at the Omni-vision cinema!

Follow Yagyu, keep an eye out for danger or interesting/valuable things.

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.
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
OMNITECH Transient Psychokinetic stimulant (single use. When used, roll occult. Roll is equal to number of turns it will function. Allows direct ranged and melee attack with Will as damage. Roll occult afterwards for side effects)
Demon Symbiote thing: Crocodemon d12, Teeth Elemental d12, Icon of Butchery d4, maggot demon d6
Money:  0

"Huh.  You did save him.  I was expecting to get a spare rifle out of this--no offence, Gabe, I still like you better alive."

Wilfred shrugs and lowers his gun, his sudden calmness almost alarming after all the screaming and threatening he'd been doing mere seconds before.  He turns around and starts trotting after the rest of the team, shouting back at Leslie.

"Don't lag behind too much, Drone, or the demons will eat you.  And put in some text-to-speech earplugs before you get thralled, I will kill you if you let Derp get you!  I'll kill him too."

((ATH, you should have a set of tts earplugs by default, Pathos bought the entire team a supply.  Make sure to actually list them as hearing protection.))

Catch up with the rest of the team.  Continue to shoot appliances that can transmit Derp's control, and any monsters or whatever that are seen.

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 10 magazines (d6 (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

Toby's Military-grade laser (d6 ranged attack, chargable up to d20) with one depleted battery.

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.  And probably a bunch of other rooms.
Killed a bunch of thralls who were assaulting teammates.
Maybe helped finish off the psychic that ambushed the team.
Reactivated Sector Q's power, then locked all the exits just before realizing Q's Hell Portal was left active, just without power.
Shot some of the demons that were released in sector Q.
Melted a giant statue of the company founder that was being telekinetically flung at the team, before it could even kill anyone!  Will leave out who the statue depicted when he reports this.
Accused Leslie of being a mind-controlled thrall and attempted to shoot her.  Then ordered her to save Gabe (he was choking on his own zip ties), which she did do.  This doesn't sound impressive, but considering that the only other security team member nearby at the time was hovering over Gabe waiting for him to die so she could loot his gear...

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

Spoiler: Helene Hestia (click to show/hide)

Name:Helene Hestia
Physical Description:

• 6.2 feet tall.
• Red hair, mowhawk
• Ginger, freckles very prominent.
• Brown eyes.
• Atheletic, toned build.

Background:After a rather unfortunate portal opening incident, she was fired from her previous occupation as a farmhand. A fact she deeply resents, so what if it was one demon summoning! After job-searching and no one wanting to hire her, quite unfairly, she applied to become an Occult Materials and Information management officer. Considering her previous experience and her expendability to Omnitech, she seemed perfect for the job!

May be related to several missing persons cases, investigation inconclusive.

Life:D4,
Attack:D4

Sight:Nothing
Smell:Nothing
Hearing:Nothing
Taste:Nothing
Touch:OMNITECH Black Jumpsuit

Stats:
Strength:D6, Real good at hitting things, a talent picked up beating up tresspassers on occasion at the farm.
Dexterity:D4,
Speed:D4,
Endurance:D4,
Will: D6,
Knowledge:D4,
Fate:D8, lucky did not die from demon fortune favors the bold

Skills:
Melee:D6, see strength score, often beats with shovel as preffered asswhoopin tool
Guns:D4,
Explosives:D4,
Implants:D4,
Mechanics:D6,
Technology:D4,
Medical:D4,
Occult:D6,summoned demon enough said
Speech:D4,

Status:Fine/Alive/Not yet gibblets.
Still has no soul doh.
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

Syringe with Tranqualizer

Blindfold

Ziptie

Two-foot long silvery/tin? pipe.

Money:BROKE!

"Ok, we got a aligator on our team, delt with you alot, there was a pond on the farm every summer it would be filled with aligators always tried to get me when I walked past hit-spilt there skulls open with my shovel it worked so very well. I kept it nice and sharp I got my eye on you scratch that I got both my eyes on you. If you try anything I cave skull in understand, though..if you are cool we could maybe become friend."

Heleen relatively speaking nonchalantly, but over time their tone begins sounding angry and at the very end when mentioning her VIOLENCE acts she sounds wistful.

Helene follows the group, the murder ball that is, letting their pipe hit the ground as they follow and staring intently at the aligator.

Sweet! Thanks, Omnitech. Follow the Omnicorp team, help feed that mollusk to Kenneth.
”Oh, this’ll come in handy. Hey robot guy! I got a... cow prod? Anyway it’ll be helpful for getting Mr. Friendly non-lethally, since we have to do that somehow.”
He looks at Kenneth, and asks.

Now, I’m not a senior occultist or anything, but should you be eating every demon and animal you come across, Kenneth?

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

  Name: Toby Jackson
Physical Description:a normal looking guy with short black hair. 5 foot 5, has no muscles.
Background: need money. No skills. Omnitech good.
Life: d2
Attack: d4 Generic pistol or d8 tentacle
Stats:
strength:d4
Dexterity:d4
Speed:d6
Endurance:d4
Will:d6
Knowledge:d4
Fate:d12
Skills:
Melee:d4
Guns:d8
Explosives:d4
Implants:d4
Mechanics:d4
Occult: d10
Status: probably maybe a little insane.
Inventory:
OMNITECH Black Jumpsuit
Tentacle thing
OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 ranged attack) x3 Magazines (d4 use die)
OMNITECH Universal Containment Pod x5
OMNITECH Null-Rod
3 frag grenades
Blindfold
Earbud
Cologne
Cognition copier
Money: 276
Sight:blindfold
Smell:cologne blocking it
Hearing:earbuds
Taste:nope
OMNITECH Concealed Antibio razor
2. Nutrient Paste x10
3.OMNITECH Foam mine  x2
4. OMNITECH Micromissile Marker
5. OMNITECH Voice manipulator
6. OMNITECH military grade laserWill’s got it

Follow the group I guess.

Spoiler (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) (Currently lost) 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: Thank Ommitech for Leslie
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 taped a fish to my face!"
Follow everyone else.

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Name: Billy Bob
Physical Description: One ugly looking bastard.
Background: A hobo that stopped being homeless and got a job.
Class: Combat Engineer
Life: d4
Attack: d4 Personal Sidearm

Sight: Dead fish
Smell: Nothing
Hearing: Nothing
Taste: Nothing
Touch: OMNITECH Red Jumpsuit

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: FINE
Inventory:
 OMNITECH Red Jumpsuit
 OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 ranged attack) x3 Magazines (d4 use die)
 OMNITECH Tool kit (3 / 3)
 High visibility flares x5
 Zip tie
 Dead fish
Money: 0

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 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
OMNITECH “Porcelain” Ceramic knife(d6, breaks on 1)
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, holding breath underwater
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, plate of barbecue ribs, Tranquilizer syringe, armful of dead fish
Money: 347 OMNI
Sight:blindfold
Smell: Isolation Suit
Hearing:Earplugs
Taste:Isolation Suit
Touch:Human Flesh Gloves, Isolation Suit

Follow Yagyu and Ji to sector N

Lead the way!

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 rifle x3mags

d6 Generic Security Rifle/Baton

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

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: Right arm and both legs are arms, left arm is a leg.
Sight: 0.2 FPS
Smell:Deactivated-Robot
Hearing:Deactivated-Robot
Taste:Deactivated-Robot
Touch:Germ Suit

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


Money: 67
-400 debt

"Entrance to sector I secured. Seems like our current sector also doesn't pose much further threat, so let's move on, we still have quite a ways to go here."

To sector M!

Could I have another attempt at figuring out what we need for that adaptor?

For the jammer: can we have a standing action for it to be activated once paris is done with his bootycall, so I don't have to keep repeating it every turn?

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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: partially caved in metal head

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

2 spare goop tanks (all full)
1 empty goop tank
a few mining explosives (1 used for killing the psychic)
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
2x earpiece of thrall
bodyparts, enough for full body (to be collected at the end of the mission)
signal jammer parts
syringe with tranquilizer
ziptie

cognition copier
Money: 945


Elen's stuff:
OMNITECH Green Jumpsuit
OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 attack) x2 Magazines (d4 use die)
OMNITECH Medical Kit (1 charges)
OMNITECH Stimulant (3 charges)
5 gallon container of extremely flammable fuel, currently has 4 gallons
4 gallon container of water
Lighter => maybe destroyed?
OMNITECH Cognition Copier
Blindfold
OMNITECH Mental Purgant
Money: 200

Burt's stuff
 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 (2 / 3)
 High visibility flares x4
 tiny mug with a flower on the side
 A dwarf bobblehead
Money: 6

Anya's stuff
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
Pneumatic Cable Cutter
Money: 89

The murder ball rolls on to sector M and...immediately screeches to a halt. Sector M is...missing. The door to it just opens up onto...nothing. A yawning void  that nearly swallows up the murderball as they all comically pile up at the edge. Yagyu leans out and looks around. The void is not total emptiness it seems, instead it is an immensely large shaft: He can see see the far wall, or at least the blinking lights in a line across it. The walls to the left and right are the same, vague enormous metal shapes lit only a line of electric lights. That line of lights is here, on this wall, as well, running along maybe 10 feet below the doorway. Maybe it demarkates something?  He looks up the shaft and there are further lines of lights forming rings around the massive shaft. Up, several hundred feet up, he can see the bottom of a huge structure. Below, there seems to be nothing but shaft stretching off forever. He tosses a dead fish down it and there is no wet slap of it landing. Hmm. 

"Yo, Pathos. Whats this?" Yagyu asks, pointing out into the several hundred feet of empty space between this door and the one they need to get to.

"These labs, like all the labs around here, are self contained. I guess these ones are so self contained that they can be moved?" He points a metal spider leg up "The sector you're looking for must have been shifted upwards several layers. Not sure how or why...they said this place was locked down. Unless it was like this when we came?"