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[Parisbre56]

Use glowpaint to locate fire extinguishers or fire extinguishing system or fire alarm buttons or vending machines or corpses or generally whatever could be used to paint the halls not-black. Trigger/use/break said systems/items to produce non-black stuff to paint the halls. Repeat as much as necessary to reach Wilfred's position as indicated by limited Omniscience. Hope I won't have to go through sensitivity training again. The robot will follow me and help provide illumination. The motion sensor will let me know if anything approaches me in the darkness.

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

Money: 475

[piecewise]

Wilfred glares at Larry, though the effect is lost since his isolation suit does not actually allow his face to be seen.  "Fuck you!  I don't understand any of what you just said, and that makes me angry!  Today has just been neverending shit, with us just marching right through deathtrap after deathtrap set by Derp, and I'm just--AGH FUCK THIS!"

Shoot the fire.  I know it probably won't kill it, but it's cathartic.  And if bullets aren't good for catharsis, what are they good for?

After shooting the fire, decide whether it would be safe to walk into the sector.  Maybe the isolation suit gives fire resistance?  Or maybe teammates put it out already?  In either case, forge ahead and search for the sector control center.  And continue shooting any speakers or screens seen along the way.  Also any people who aren't allies.  Maybe allies too if they get annoying, or attempt severe malpractice.  You know what I'm talking about.

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 under isolation 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: Sick?  Less sick now.

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
OMNITECT Metalstorm Machine Pistol (d6; but can be rolled as many times as the player wants until the use die runs out.) and 1 magazine (d6)

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.  He's kinda been shooting screens and speakers throughout the entire complex.
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...
Found his way to the robotics & armament (?) sector's control room, where he remotely subverted a heavily armed guardbot to guard him.  And assist him with the mission, of course.  Reprogramming company property in order to save even more valuable company property shows forward thinking and positive initiative!
Successfully hacked open the ammo room for Yagyu and friends.
Hacked the endoskeleton robots to stop killing team members and instead escort the team out of the sector nonlethally.
Found the exit from the vantablack sector, in literally the first turn of trying to find an exit.

Code: [Select]

Sight: Five-second framerate from isolation suit.  Blindfold readied underneath.
Smell: Nose plugs.  And isolation suit.
Hearing: Pathos' text-to-speech earplugs.  Under an isolation suit.
Taste: Cutting out one's tongue seems like too much.  How are we gonna taste him without touching him, anyway?  Especially when Wil is wearing an isolation suit?
Touch: Riot armor.  And isolation suit.

Oof. Take a moment to recollect myself.

Then consider whether goop could be used to smother out some of this fire. Or would the goop just burn?

Also consider how long it seems this fire should last at the current rate. And is there some sort of access panel nearby that could grant us access to the vent system (maybe if we can close the vents and then close the door we can deprive the fire of oxygen, then do that hallway by hallway)?

Oh, and is there anything at all we could do for those still stuck in there? Or are they on their own?

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

MOOK MAP CLICK HERE
Current sector: J (darkness)
previous sectors: L (brobots)

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

“PINPOINT” Carbine (d8, damage gains advantage when aimed for 1 turn, d6 use die)
parts for prototype gun
10 prototype rounds
2 spare goop tanks (all full)
1 empty goop tank
'a few' mining explosives (1 used for killing the psychic, 1 given to Pathos)
1 broken/disabled claymore
Cutting/welding torch
radio jammer
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)
syringe with tranquilizer
ziptie

cognition copier
Money: 1050


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 => 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 (0/3)
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

Bob's stuff
 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
 Med kit
 uneaten single serve packet of pudding
 sensory deprivation suit
Money: 0

"Hey yo Wil, I see you found some fire, Too bad there's no Icons to go along with it, let me tell you a spit-roasted Icon of Depravity seasoned with some Wailing Sand and Ichor of the Fallen tastes great! It's just the right blend of salty, succulent and evil, if you want to I can bring some along to the company picnic, try to eat something new for a change, widen your horizons-Oh right, where were we again? Oh yeah, fire."

Larry searches for anything that would help with putting out the fire, that or lucid dreaming a fire extinguisher. It worked the last time.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: M̵̢̢͕̹̣̰͈̺̘̗̝̒̒̅̋a̸̰͇̟̻͉͛̆̃̎̾̅t̷̡̮̪͖̹͚̳͖̘̙̋̀͐̂̌̕ͅa̸̞̞̓̾͑́͌͐̈͝r̵̛̭̠̔̄̀̋̑̏͊̏͘ơ̸̗͋̅͛͋̓͝k̷̢̧̡̼̱̳̞͍̣̼͇͍̹̝̈́̒̎̔̿̆̈́̏͋͛̓̕̚ ̴̝̺̖̼̖̯͕͚̜̘̫͇̓̃̎̑̀̄̅̕̚͠͠t̶̡̝̺͎̝̩̦̻̼̓͌͑̉̿̅̈́̐̈́̔͘͝ḥ̸̤͉͔̌̐̉̄̿͗͒̊̕̕͝ę̷̈́̈́̃͘͜ ̸̧̢̡̗̩͚̥̫͙̺͕̪̻̹͕͑́̒̐̂͒̊͝͝Cȩ̴̨̥̗̪̫̪̑̂̔̉͊͝a̸̘̮̤̝̜̞͕̩̖̾̊̀̊s̷̢̥͚̣͓̫̰̭̳̏̅͋̒͋̈́̈́͆̋͝ḛ̶̢̢̣̞͍̟̗͖͕̋̈́l̸̡͇̯̞̥̫̩͎̿̈̒̑͌́̌̂͂̎̿̇̚ẹ̶̡͖͎̠̮̗͎̠̗͐͒̑̎̈́s̸̳̟̟͕̺̯͑͆̿͑̇͝s̵̗͎̫̰̱̳̺͓̘̼̻̯̉͂͑-̷̧̫̬̹͍̙̤̻͈̖̖̮͐́̏̈́̋̽͆͐͆̽̆͛͘͝AHEM I mean...Larry.

Physical Description: A normal human being with hair and skin who breathes oxygen, ignore the hellish glow coming from his orifices, the void where his pupils should be and the exposed ribcage full of eyes that reflect forbidden truths, that's just a very common medical condition that affects over 55% of men over 30, don't lie guys we all have been there.

Background: Larry was just a normal run of the mill cultist who survived Incident-14777 (also known as that time H.E.L.L energy transformed an entire site into a giant sentient demon with legs which proceeded to run around the countryside causing mayhem) intact due to luck and competency, he was not possessed by a demon god of the abyss like Barry from accounting would like you to believe, the ribcage was always there people just didn't notice it because they don't see race unlike you Barry you fucking Klansmember.

Life: d4 OMNITECH Black Jumpsuit
Attack: d6 Generic Security Rifler
Stats: :
Strenght: d4
Dexterity: d4
Speed: d4
Endurance: d4
Will: d4
Knowledge: d4
Fate: d12

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

Status: [INSECTIC SCREECHING]

Sight: Can see all 5 billion colors like everyone else.
Smell: can smell sulfur, that's nice.
Hearing: hears the song of Azathot's pianist and it’s whack.
Taste: human suffering
Touch: mostly alright but right hand is turning into a lobster claw.

Inventory:
OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (x3 Magazines)
OMNITECH Universal Containment Pod x 5
OMNITECH Null-Rod
OMNITECH Bio-razor
OMNITECH electrical behavior modification implant
OMNITECH Omni-light
OMNITECH Isolotation suit (2x)
MINITECH Riot Suit
OMNITECH Generic Security Baton
d6 Generic Security Rifle
 OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm

Things done:
-Discovered what the darkness was (tasty, but not great. Would not reccomned)
-Discovered why everything was whack (it was some soft boned jerk from the 5th dimension)
-Willed himself away from the shadow realm

Waddle along with Tara toward the isolation suit that is Wilfred. Give him a big, toothy grin in greeting. Look at the inflamed room and see if it has a fire suppressant system or an extinguisher or such, and what the state of such basic safety devices is.

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 bureaucrats found out and moved him to the engineering payroll.

Life: d4
Attack: d4 (Bite) d? (experimental gun)

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

Skills:
Melee: d4
Guns: d4
Explosives: d4
Implants: d4
Mechanics: 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 (4/)5 high visibility flares. Ironically, these are very inconspicuously stored, somewhere.
recently malfunctioning thermornuclear device (ingested)
Experimental single shot bolt action brick strapped permanently to his back
Experimental ammo (lots, varied?)
Money: 0

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
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: (coughing, difficulty breathing) (since we’re no longer in the room with the toxic gas, do I still have these status effects?)
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, empty plate, Tranquilizer syringe, armful of dead fish-2
Money: 347 OMNI

Code: (senses and blocking of them) [Select]

Sight: Blindfold
Smell: Isolation Suit, Sensory Deprivation Suit
Hearing:Text to Speech Earplugs, Sensory Deprivation Suit
Taste:Isolation Suit, Sensory Deprivation Suit
Touch:Human Flesh Gloves, Isolation Suit, Sensory Deprivation Suit((Prediction was correct, I will head toward Wilfred))
Head towards Wilfred, make sure he isn’t injured, if he is injured, attempt healing

[1][4]
Wilfred shoots the fire. Something beyond the fire, somewhere further into the sector, detonates. Shrapnel sprays pass Wilfred, completely missing him somehow.
[3][10][3][2][2][3]
Larry and Bob don't even notice the chunks of flaming metal hiss past them, but Tara and Yagyu sure do. Yagyu catches a long piece of metal straight in his left shoulder and the entire arm goes dead. Tara takes a dinner plate sized chunk of metal right to the ribs. It doesn't impale her like the shrapnel did to yagyu, instead it hits like a cannon ball and bowls her over, breaking several ribs and knocking her out.
[1]
Wilfred, seeing what happened, dives for cover. "HE'S IN THE FIRE!" He screams, firing several more times at the fire and scuttling in circles trying to find something to take cover behind in the pitch dark hallway.
[3]
Larry watches Wilfred for a moment, clapping happily, before turning and seriously considering the situation.
"I believe there are automated fire extinguishing systems built into these...human colony things. Perhaps we can find a way to activate it? Or rather reactivate it?"
[4]
Bob wanders over to the wall and bonks at it a bit with his snout before then biting fervently. His teeth get purchase on something and he tears it off and tosses it away, revealing some kind of recessed computer access panel underneath. He points at it with one stubby claw and then flops down.
[5][6]
Yagyu looks at the metal embedded in his arm for a moment and then nods.

"Right...stuff to do."

He wanders over to the panel Bob just exposed and presses a few buttons. The doors to the next area close and seal and the control panel announces: "HALON GAS INFUSION UNDERWAY, PLEASE WAIT. IF WITHIN EFFECTED SECTOR, PLEASE HOLD YOUR BREATH.....NOW."

Use glowpaint to locate fire extinguishers or fire extinguishing system or fire alarm buttons or vending machines or corpses or generally whatever could be used to paint the halls not-black. Trigger/use/break said systems/items to produce non-black stuff to paint the halls. Repeat as much as necessary to reach Wilfred's position as indicated by limited Omniscience. Hope I won't have to go through sensitivity training again. The robot will follow me and help provide illumination. The motion sensor will let me know if anything approaches me in the darkness.

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

Money: 475

[5] Through the use of conspicuous amounts of marking using whatever materials are available (ethical or not)  Pathos manages to walk down an hallway and find the team without issue.

"This place is weird as heck. Symbi-chan, do you know how we get out of here?"

Ask the HELL symbiote inside of me if it knows what to do to get out of this predicament. If it has a suggestion, try and follow it as best I can.
If it doesn't, try and rack my brain for occult knowledge. Maybe I have knowledge about this sort of thing or something similar.

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:
Isolation Suit
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, d10 human
Current demon symbiote manifestations: Maggot demon armor, Poot gun (d6 damage)
Money:  0

Richter asks his hell symbiote to help him. For a moment there's not much in the way of a response, then he feels something winding up and gathering force. He flies backwards into real space as though someone had slugged him in the nose, staggering into Yagyu and falling over. 

"Yeah..thanks." He mutters internally, getting up and rubbing his earface.

Sit down and close my eyes for a moment.

Spoiler: JiBot (click to show/hide)

Name: Ji Fuchikoma
Physical Description:

Robot

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 an 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: d10 Robobody
Attack: d6 rifle x3mags

d6 Generic Security Rifle/Baton

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

Stats:
Strength: d10
Dexterity: d6
Speed: d4
Endurance: d12
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: Back to somewhat normal
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
Waifubot body


Money: 135
-400 debt

"There's no place like home..."
Close my eyes and think of home, maybe click my heals together while I'm at it.

Spoiler: Dead man walking (click to show/hide)

Name: Burt Burt
Physical Description: A generic looking bastard.
Background: Needed a job and got one.
Class: Combat Engineer
Life: d4
Attack: d4 Personal Sidearm

Sight:
Smell:
Hearing:
Taste:
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: Fixed lung, other bullet wounds
Inventory:
 OMNITECH Red Jumpsuit
 OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 ranged attack) x4 Magazines (d4 use die)
 OMNITECH Tool kit (3 / 3)
 High visibility flares x5
 Mysterious remote control
Money: 0

[3][1]
Ji and Burt do their best. They close their eyes. They think of home. They try to stop dreaming...while awake...whatever the fuck that means. They really do make an effort. And after 30 seconds or so they both open their eyes. A human face is staring back at them...or something like it. Its pale, its features elongated, sunken, and wild, matted black hair running down over glassy staring eyes, massive nose and open mouth. Its big enough to shove them in and chew them up.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" It sighs, and a massive hand presses against them and shoves them towards the gaping maw.

[The Lupanian]

"I'm made of metal, Dumbass."
Throw the tranquilizer syringe into the gaping maw. Then, open fire with my assault rifle, while fighting against the pushing motion.

Spoiler: JiBot (click to show/hide)

Name: Ji Fuchikoma
Physical Description:

Robot

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 an 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: d10 Robobody
Attack: d6 rifle x3mags

d6 Generic Security Rifle/Baton

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

Stats:
Strength: d10
Dexterity: d6
Speed: d4
Endurance: d12
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: Back to somewhat normal
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
Waifubot body


Money: 135
-400 debt

[ANGRY_DEMON_NOISES]

Larry sights, kinda regreting he got out of the Sixth Dimension this morning. "I'll go fetch the clown squad. Been a while since I had soft bones for lunch anyway."

Larry reaches his hand into the dark and attempts to scoop out the weeb and the one he's surprised is even alive from the shadow realm. Then he'll scoop out Mr. Soft Bones and make him regret coming to this dimension more than he currently is.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: M̵̢̢͕̹̣̰͈̺̘̗̝̒̒̅̋a̸̰͇̟̻͉͛̆̃̎̾̅t̷̡̮̪͖̹͚̳͖̘̙̋̀͐̂̌̕ͅa̸̞̞̓̾͑́͌͐̈͝r̵̛̭̠̔̄̀̋̑̏͊̏͘ơ̸̗͋̅͛͋̓͝k̷̢̧̡̼̱̳̞͍̣̼͇͍̹̝̈́̒̎̔̿̆̈́̏͋͛̓̕̚ ̴̝̺̖̼̖̯͕͚̜̘̫͇̓̃̎̑̀̄̅̕̚͠͠t̶̡̝̺͎̝̩̦̻̼̓͌͑̉̿̅̈́̐̈́̔͘͝ḥ̸̤͉͔̌̐̉̄̿͗͒̊̕̕͝ę̷̈́̈́̃͘͜ ̸̧̢̡̗̩͚̥̫͙̺͕̪̻̹͕͑́̒̐̂͒̊͝͝Cȩ̴̨̥̗̪̫̪̑̂̔̉͊͝a̸̘̮̤̝̜̞͕̩̖̾̊̀̊s̷̢̥͚̣͓̫̰̭̳̏̅͋̒͋̈́̈́͆̋͝ḛ̶̢̢̣̞͍̟̗͖͕̋̈́l̸̡͇̯̞̥̫̩͎̿̈̒̑͌́̌̂͂̎̿̇̚ẹ̶̡͖͎̠̮̗͎̠̗͐͒̑̎̈́s̸̳̟̟͕̺̯͑͆̿͑̇͝s̵̗͎̫̰̱̳̺͓̘̼̻̯̉͂͑-̷̧̫̬̹͍̙̤̻͈̖̖̮͐́̏̈́̋̽͆͐͆̽̆͛͘͝AHEM I mean...Larry.

Physical Description: A normal human being with hair and skin who breathes oxygen, ignore the hellish glow coming from his orifices, the void where his pupils should be and the exposed ribcage full of eyes that reflect forbidden truths, that's just a very common medical condition that affects over 55% of men over 30, don't lie guys we all have been there.

Background: Larry was just a normal run of the mill cultist who survived Incident-14777 (also known as that time H.E.L.L energy transformed an entire site into a giant sentient demon with legs which proceeded to run around the countryside causing mayhem) intact due to luck and competency, he was not possessed by a demon god of the abyss like Barry from accounting would like you to believe, the ribcage was always there people just didn't notice it because they don't see race unlike you Barry you fucking Klansmember.

Life: d4 OMNITECH Black Jumpsuit
Attack: d6 Generic Security Rifler
Stats: :
Strenght: d4
Dexterity: d4
Speed: d4
Endurance: d4
Will: d4
Knowledge: d4
Fate: d12

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

Status: [INSECTIC SCREECHING]

Sight: Can see all 5 billion colors like everyone else.
Smell: can smell sulfur, that's nice.
Hearing: hears the song of Azathot's pianist and it’s whack.
Taste: human suffering
Touch: mostly alright but right hand is turning into a lobster claw.

Inventory:
OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (x3 Magazines)
OMNITECH Universal Containment Pod x 5
OMNITECH Null-Rod
OMNITECH Bio-razor
OMNITECH electrical behavior modification implant
OMNITECH Omni-light
OMNITECH Isolotation suit (2x)
MINITECH Riot Suit
OMNITECH Generic Security Baton
d6 Generic Security Rifle
OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm
Fancy airpods

Things done:
-Discovered what the darkness was (tasty, but not great. Would not reccomned)
-Discovered why everything was whack (it was some soft boned jerk from the 5th dimension)
-Willed himself away from the shadow realm
-Helped people realize you don't need to shoot the fire to stop it, just turn on the sprinklers.

[Naturegirl1999]

What the hell, I don’t remember putting the face there

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
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: unconscious
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, empty plate, Tranquilizer syringe, armful of dead fish-2
Money: 347 OMNI

Code: (senses and blocking of them) [Select]

Sight: Blindfold
Smell: Isolation Suit, Sensory Deprivation Suit
Hearing:Text to Speech Earplugs, Sensory Deprivation Suit
Taste:Isolation Suit, Sensory Deprivation Suit
Touch:Human Flesh Gloves, Isolation Suit, Sensory Deprivation Suit

Spoiler: Tara’s thoughts during unconsciousness (click to show/hide)

Nothing. No senses. If I were dead I’d be copied to a body at the base, if I didn’t have a cognition copier, maybe I’d be whisked away to the land of souls Wilfred mentioned. Since I’d wake up in a new body, I’ll have to make my way back through the sectors, however the doors are sealed now, in some sections. Right now, I’m still alive, the question now is whether I’ll wake up in my human body, or a new one. I guess now I wait here, inside my mind. What if I’m left and Mr. Controller finds me and wakes me up? Making me do what he says? What if he places a piece of himself on the cognition copier, then stitches me up, then kills me, thus getting control of any new body I inhabit? Does the thought pattern go both ways? While I’d be being used, would I get glimpses of Mr. Controller’s thoughts? What if he looks through through my thoughts and finds the bit about the copier? I hope it’s my teammates that wake me up, rather than Mr. Controller. Or that I wake up in a new body not controlled by him. I hope I wake up free. What if control is like this? The lack of senses while my body is moving? No, the ones he’d controlled seemed to be using their eyes, unless Mr. Controller used their eyes for them. That would explain the lack of memory our boss mentioned about people who lapsed out of his control...I don’t think Mr. Controller’s in the fire, unless he has fire protection, if he was in there, he could have shouted, granted most of us have sensory deprivation suits now. It’s very possible that I am just unconscious, not locked in a prison while my body does what Mr. Controller wants, that he’s not using my eyes as his eyes, that I am laying on the ground with the shrapnel on my ribs, yes, but for all I know the team could have left me for dead, I’m unlikely to survive, well my mind will, but my bosy won’t. What if they left my unconscious body, and some of Mr. Controller’s minions are taking me to Mr. Controller right now? I have no way of knowing. When I wake up, I will say “Awake and in control” to prove that I am in fact, in control, maybe that can backfire, can Mr. Controller read thoughts of those he controls? If he can, he could just tell me to say those words, or he could tell me “say what you would say to prove you’re in control.” Will he use me to kill my teammates, or use me to get them to be controlled too? If he gets us all under his control, will he just have us kill each other or have us help him? If Mr. Controller dies, would his soul control other souls in the soul land/afterlife? Or is it only his physical body that does the controlling? Maybe if we force a cognition copier into him, then kill his body, he’ll be brought into a new body which will, hopefully, not be able to control anyone. I don’t think I like the idea of our company cracking how Mr. Controller does this stuff, I want to control myself, and I don’t want to take people’s bodies away from them. I don’t want anyone with that power, although, if everyone had that power, how different would it be? If everyone can control bodies at will...no, that’s not how it works, or maybe it is, how does it work? Can he turn it off? Can he choose to let people have their bodies back? He’s killed lots of people, made them go to where they knew they would die, bodies burnt, opening a HELL portal and very likely getting killed by the first demon that came out, whatever it was, locking themselves in a room of poisonous gas, he seems to have complete disregard to the other bodies he has, willing to kill them when convenient. We have speech to text, right? Maybe we can ask Mr. Controller questions without risking being controlled. It would however be difficult for him to figure out what those he’s controlling are thinking as they’re being controlled...

[Parisbre56]

"Hey Wilfred. Your competency is a breath of fresh air. By the way, got your bot for you. Please wait until I leave before doing weird things with it."

[Radio Controlled]

"WILFRED!

WILFRED WHYYYYYYYYY?!"

Could I attempt to repair my left arm with a mechanics roll? If yes, try to do so, use a toolkit charge for it.

Wait a while until it seems that the fire has died down from the gas infusion (try to use scanner to check for it if unsure, or just try to use that computer for it).

Once reasonably sure, open the door carefully (make sure fleshy humans without a suit are warned so they can evacuate a bit from any gas). If it seems safe to continue, inspect the room. 

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

MOOK MAP CLICK HERE
Current sector: J (darkness)
previous sectors: L (brobots)

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, left arm nonfunctional

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

“PINPOINT” Carbine (d8, damage gains advantage when aimed for 1 turn, d6 use die)
parts for prototype gun
10 prototype rounds
2 spare goop tanks (all full)
1 empty goop tank
'a few' mining explosives (1 used for killing the psychic, 1 given to Pathos)
1 broken/disabled claymore
Cutting/welding torch
radio jammer
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)
syringe with tranquilizer
ziptie

cognition copier
Money: 1050


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 => 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 (0/3)
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

Bob's stuff
 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
 Med kit
 uneaten single serve packet of pudding
 sensory deprivation suit
Money: 0

[Ozarck]

Bob rest's his head on Tara's legs, holding her relatively in place while she is unconscious. He'll wait for the doors to open and the zone beyond to cool to tolerable before dragging Tara by the pantlegs along to the next sector.

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 bureaucrats found out and moved him to the engineering payroll.

Life: d4
Attack: d4 (Bite) d? (experimental gun)

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

Skills:
Melee: d4
Guns: d4
Explosives: d4
Implants: d4
Mechanics: 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 (4/)5 high visibility flares. Ironically, these are very inconspicuously stored, somewhere.
recently malfunctioning thermornuclear device (ingested)
Experimental single shot bolt action brick strapped permanently to his back
Experimental ammo (lots, varied?)
Money: 0

[King Zultan]

"I CAN'T HEAR YOU OVER MY OWN SCREAMING!"
Ignite all my flares and throw them into its mouth, then start firing my gun into the face.

Spoiler: Dead man walking (click to show/hide)

Name: Burt Burt
Physical Description: A generic looking bastard.
Background: Needed a job and got one.
Class: Combat Engineer
Life: d4
Attack: d4 Personal Sidearm

Sight:
Smell:
Hearing:
Taste:
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: Fixed lung, other bullet wounds
Inventory:
 OMNITECH Red Jumpsuit
 OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 ranged attack) x4 Magazines (d4 use die)
 OMNITECH Tool kit (3 / 3)
 High visibility flares x5
 Mysterious remote control
Money: 0

[Pancaek]

Hang around for a second.

If Larry manages to scoop out the dark dimension being/weeb and I see an opening, manifest the crocodemon mouth and gobble up some chunks off of it. Purge the icon of butchery and some teeth elemental bits if I lack space.

If I don't see an opening, instead make sure Tara isn't in a spot where she's in immediate danger and try to gently wake her up.

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:
Isolation Suit
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, d10 human
Current demon symbiote manifestations: Maggot demon armor, Poot gun (d6 damage)
Money:  0

[Doomblade187]

Hewwo, Dwop Me In Please. By RC and the crew, stay low and keep an eye out for humies.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: Janet Janet
Physical Description: an extremely plain looking woman with unnaturally pale skin, Janet Janet is average in very way.
Background: Joining the PR division out of law school after an unfortunate incident involving two classmates, a professor, and a group essay on the ethics of corporations.

Public Relations

Life: d4
Attack: d2
Stats:
Strength: d4
Dexterity: d4
Speed: d6
Endurance: d6
Will: d6
Knowledge: d8
Fate: d4

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

Status: uwu
Inventory:
Executive Jumpsuit
OMNITECH Gauss Minicannon (d4 ranged attack) x3 magazines (use die 4) (Silent)
OMNITECH Memory Eradicator
OMNITECH Contract Notebook
Special Earbuds or something

Money: 0

[syvarris]

"Suck it up, nerd.  It's just a flesh wound.  And--Oh!  Pathos, awesome, you really got him!  Sweeeet!  You're the best little spider bud!  Now, when Derp mind controls me into murdering the rest of the team, we've still got a weapon that'll take him with us."

Instruct the robot to kill anyone that I tell it not to kill.  And tell it to murder anyone I ever call either "Derp" or "Mr. Friend" or even just "Friend".  Also tell it to kill anyone who physically attacks me or harms me.  Oh, yeah, and it should stay with me all the time.  It's a guardbot, so it should guard me!

...Actually, sit on top of it.  It is now my mount.

Otherwise, wait for the fire suppression systems to work their magic.

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 under isolation 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: Sick?  Less sick now.

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
OMNITECT Metalstorm Machine Pistol (d6; but can be rolled as many times as the player wants until the use die runs out.) and 1 magazine (d6)

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)

Military-grade guardbot (Used as mount)

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.  He's kinda been shooting screens and speakers throughout the entire complex.
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...
Found his way to the robotics & armament (?) sector's control room, where he remotely subverted a heavily armed guardbot to guard him.  And assist him with the mission, of course.  Reprogramming company property in order to save even more valuable company property shows forward thinking and positive initiative!
Successfully hacked open the ammo room for Yagyu and friends.
Hacked the endoskeleton robots to stop killing team members and instead escort the team out of the sector nonlethally.
Found the exit from the vantablack sector, in literally the first turn of trying to find an exit.
Blew up something in the flaming sector, probably an IED that was supposed to kill the entire team.  Totally.  So Wilfred actually reduced the damage caused by it, by blowing it up before it was a major risk!

Code: [Select]

Sight: Five-second framerate from isolation suit.  Blindfold readied underneath.
Smell: Nose plugs.  And isolation suit.
Hearing: Pathos' text-to-speech earplugs.  Under an isolation suit.
Taste: Cutting out one's tongue seems like too much.  How are we gonna taste him without touching him, anyway?  Especially when Wil is wearing an isolation suit?
Touch: Riot armor.  And isolation suit.

[piecewise]

Bob rest's his head on Tara's legs, holding her relatively in place while she is unconscious. He'll wait for the doors to open and the zone beyond to cool to tolerable before dragging Tara by the pantlegs along to the next sector.

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 bureaucrats found out and moved him to the engineering payroll.

Life: d4
Attack: d4 (Bite) d? (experimental gun)

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

Skills:
Melee: d4
Guns: d4
Explosives: d4
Implants: d4
Mechanics: 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 (4/)5 high visibility flares. Ironically, these are very inconspicuously stored, somewhere.
recently malfunctioning thermornuclear device (ingested)
Experimental single shot bolt action brick strapped permanently to his back
Experimental ammo (lots, varied?)
Money: 0

What the hell, I don’t remember putting the face there

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
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: unconscious
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, empty plate, Tranquilizer syringe, armful of dead fish-2
Money: 347 OMNI

Code: (senses and blocking of them) [Select]

Sight: Blindfold
Smell: Isolation Suit, Sensory Deprivation Suit
Hearing:Text to Speech Earplugs, Sensory Deprivation Suit
Taste:Isolation Suit, Sensory Deprivation Suit
Touch:Human Flesh Gloves, Isolation Suit, Sensory Deprivation Suit

Spoiler: Tara’s thoughts during unconsciousness (click to show/hide)

Nothing. No senses. If I were dead I’d be copied to a body at the base, if I didn’t have a cognition copier, maybe I’d be whisked away to the land of souls Wilfred mentioned. Since I’d wake up in a new body, I’ll have to make my way back through the sectors, however the doors are sealed now, in some sections. Right now, I’m still alive, the question now is whether I’ll wake up in my human body, or a new one. I guess now I wait here, inside my mind. What if I’m left and Mr. Controller finds me and wakes me up? Making me do what he says? What if he places a piece of himself on the cognition copier, then stitches me up, then kills me, thus getting control of any new body I inhabit? Does the thought pattern go both ways? While I’d be being used, would I get glimpses of Mr. Controller’s thoughts? What if he looks through through my thoughts and finds the bit about the copier? I hope it’s my teammates that wake me up, rather than Mr. Controller. Or that I wake up in a new body not controlled by him. I hope I wake up free. What if control is like this? The lack of senses while my body is moving? No, the ones he’d controlled seemed to be using their eyes, unless Mr. Controller used their eyes for them. That would explain the lack of memory our boss mentioned about people who lapsed out of his control...I don’t think Mr. Controller’s in the fire, unless he has fire protection, if he was in there, he could have shouted, granted most of us have sensory deprivation suits now. It’s very possible that I am just unconscious, not locked in a prison while my body does what Mr. Controller wants, that he’s not using my eyes as his eyes, that I am laying on the ground with the shrapnel on my ribs, yes, but for all I know the team could have left me for dead, I’m unlikely to survive, well my mind will, but my bosy won’t. What if they left my unconscious body, and some of Mr. Controller’s minions are taking me to Mr. Controller right now? I have no way of knowing. When I wake up, I will say “Awake and in control” to prove that I am in fact, in control, maybe that can backfire, can Mr. Controller read thoughts of those he controls? If he can, he could just tell me to say those words, or he could tell me “say what you would say to prove you’re in control.” Will he use me to kill my teammates, or use me to get them to be controlled too? If he gets us all under his control, will he just have us kill each other or have us help him? If Mr. Controller dies, would his soul control other souls in the soul land/afterlife? Or is it only his physical body that does the controlling? Maybe if we force a cognition copier into him, then kill his body, he’ll be brought into a new body which will, hopefully, not be able to control anyone. I don’t think I like the idea of our company cracking how Mr. Controller does this stuff, I want to control myself, and I don’t want to take people’s bodies away from them. I don’t want anyone with that power, although, if everyone had that power, how different would it be? If everyone can control bodies at will...no, that’s not how it works, or maybe it is, how does it work? Can he turn it off? Can he choose to let people have their bodies back? He’s killed lots of people, made them go to where they knew they would die, bodies burnt, opening a HELL portal and very likely getting killed by the first demon that came out, whatever it was, locking themselves in a room of poisonous gas, he seems to have complete disregard to the other bodies he has, willing to kill them when convenient. We have speech to text, right? Maybe we can ask Mr. Controller questions without risking being controlled. It would however be difficult for him to figure out what those he’s controlling are thinking as they’re being controlled...

Bob lay's his head on Tara. She is his friend. Or, if things go poorly, his snack.  Either way, his.

"WILFRED!

WILFRED WHYYYYYYYYY?!"

Could I attempt to repair my left arm with a mechanics roll? If yes, try to do so, use a toolkit charge for it.

Wait a while until it seems that the fire has died down from the gas infusion (try to use scanner to check for it if unsure, or just try to use that computer for it).

Once reasonably sure, open the door carefully (make sure fleshy humans without a suit are warned so they can evacuate a bit from any gas). If it seems safe to continue, inspect the room. 

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

MOOK MAP CLICK HERE
Current sector: J (darkness)
previous sectors: L (brobots)

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, left arm nonfunctional

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

“PINPOINT” Carbine (d8, damage gains advantage when aimed for 1 turn, d6 use die)
parts for prototype gun
10 prototype rounds
2 spare goop tanks (all full)
1 empty goop tank
'a few' mining explosives (1 used for killing the psychic, 1 given to Pathos)
1 broken/disabled claymore
Cutting/welding torch
radio jammer
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)
syringe with tranquilizer
ziptie

cognition copier
Money: 1050


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 => 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 (0/3)
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

Bob's stuff
 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
 Med kit
 uneaten single serve packet of pudding
 sensory deprivation suit
Money: 0

[1 1]
Yagyu removes the shrapnel and attempts to fix his arm. About halfway through, he accidently crosses two wires and a mechanical voice speaks from somewhere in the arm.

Auto-aggression mode initiated. Destroying traitor.

The arm immediately jerks around and punches Yagyu square in the face. He topples over and the arm, naturally, follows him down, still punching.

Initiating taunt protocol. Stop hitting yourself. Stop hitting yourself. Ha. Ha. Ha.

"Suck it up, nerd.  It's just a flesh wound.  And--Oh!  Pathos, awesome, you really got him!  Sweeeet!  You're the best little spider bud!  Now, when Derp mind controls me into murdering the rest of the team, we've still got a weapon that'll take him with us."

Instruct the robot to kill anyone that I tell it not to kill.  And tell it to murder anyone I ever call either "Derp" or "Mr. Friend" or even just "Friend".  Also tell it to kill anyone who physically attacks me or harms me.  Oh, yeah, and it should stay with me all the time.  It's a guardbot, so it should guard me!

...Actually, sit on top of it.  It is now my mount.

Otherwise, wait for the fire suppression systems to work their magic.

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 under isolation 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: Sick?  Less sick now.

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
OMNITECT Metalstorm Machine Pistol (d6; but can be rolled as many times as the player wants until the use die runs out.) and 1 magazine (d6)

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)

Military-grade guardbot (Used as mount)

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.  He's kinda been shooting screens and speakers throughout the entire complex.
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...
Found his way to the robotics & armament (?) sector's control room, where he remotely subverted a heavily armed guardbot to guard him.  And assist him with the mission, of course.  Reprogramming company property in order to save even more valuable company property shows forward thinking and positive initiative!
Successfully hacked open the ammo room for Yagyu and friends.
Hacked the endoskeleton robots to stop killing team members and instead escort the team out of the sector nonlethally.
Found the exit from the vantablack sector, in literally the first turn of trying to find an exit.
Blew up something in the flaming sector, probably an IED that was supposed to kill the entire team.  Totally.  So Wilfred actually reduced the damage caused by it, by blowing it up before it was a major risk!

Code: [Select]

Sight: Five-second framerate from isolation suit.  Blindfold readied underneath.
Smell: Nose plugs.  And isolation suit.
Hearing: Pathos' text-to-speech earplugs.  Under an isolation suit.
Taste: Cutting out one's tongue seems like too much.  How are we gonna taste him without touching him, anyway?  Especially when Wil is wearing an isolation suit?
Touch: Riot armor.  And isolation suit.

[9]
Wilfred ignores the absolute mess he's called and instead focuses on teaching his mechanical friend new commands. He tells him to kill anyone that he specifically states NOT to kill. The robot accepts this contradiction surprisingly easily. Wilfred climbs up on the robot's...well what could be considered shoulders, and points towards the airlock door.

"ADVENTURE! MURDER! LOOT!"

Hewwo, Dwop Me In Please. By RC and the crew, stay low and keep an eye out for humies.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: Janet Janet
Physical Description: an extremely plain looking woman with unnaturally pale skin, Janet Janet is average in very way.
Background: Joining the PR division out of law school after an unfortunate incident involving two classmates, a professor, and a group essay on the ethics of corporations.

Public Relations

Life: d4
Attack: d2
Stats:
Strength: d4
Dexterity: d4
Speed: d6
Endurance: d6
Will: d6
Knowledge: d8
Fate: d4

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

Status: uwu
Inventory:
Executive Jumpsuit
OMNITECH Gauss Minicannon (d4 ranged attack) x3 magazines (use die 4) (Silent)
OMNITECH Memory Eradicator
OMNITECH Contract Notebook
Special Earbuds or something

Money: 0

Janet wanders out of the darkness and leans over Yagyu, who is desperately trying to dodge his own punches.

"I can assure you that this is not a common issue with OMNITECH products."

"I CAN'T HEAR YOU OVER MY OWN SCREAMING!"
Ignite all my flares and throw them into its mouth, then start firing my gun into the face.

Spoiler: Dead man walking (click to show/hide)

Name: Burt Burt
Physical Description: A generic looking bastard.
Background: Needed a job and got one.
Class: Combat Engineer
Life: d4
Attack: d4 Personal Sidearm

Sight:
Smell:
Hearing:
Taste:
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: Fixed lung, other bullet wounds
Inventory:
 OMNITECH Red Jumpsuit
 OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 ranged attack) x4 Magazines (d4 use die)
 OMNITECH Tool kit (3 / 3)
 High visibility flares x5
 Mysterious remote control
Money: 0

"I'm made of metal, Dumbass."
Throw the tranquilizer syringe into the gaping maw. Then, open fire with my assault rifle, while fighting against the pushing motion.

Spoiler: JiBot (click to show/hide)

Name: Ji Fuchikoma
Physical Description:

Robot

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 an 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: d10 Robobody
Attack: d6 rifle x3mags

d6 Generic Security Rifle/Baton

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

Stats:
Strength: d10
Dexterity: d6
Speed: d4
Endurance: d12
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: Back to somewhat normal
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
Waifubot body


Money: 135
-400 debt

Larry sights, kinda regreting he got out of the Sixth Dimension this morning. "I'll go fetch the clown squad. Been a while since I had soft bones for lunch anyway."

Larry reaches his hand into the dark and attempts to scoop out the weeb and the one he's surprised is even alive from the shadow realm. Then he'll scoop out Mr. Soft Bones and make him regret coming to this dimension more than he currently is.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: M̵̢̢͕̹̣̰͈̺̘̗̝̒̒̅̋a̸̰͇̟̻͉͛̆̃̎̾̅t̷̡̮̪͖̹͚̳͖̘̙̋̀͐̂̌̕ͅa̸̞̞̓̾͑́͌͐̈͝r̵̛̭̠̔̄̀̋̑̏͊̏͘ơ̸̗͋̅͛͋̓͝k̷̢̧̡̼̱̳̞͍̣̼͇͍̹̝̈́̒̎̔̿̆̈́̏͋͛̓̕̚ ̴̝̺̖̼̖̯͕͚̜̘̫͇̓̃̎̑̀̄̅̕̚͠͠t̶̡̝̺͎̝̩̦̻̼̓͌͑̉̿̅̈́̐̈́̔͘͝ḥ̸̤͉͔̌̐̉̄̿͗͒̊̕̕͝ę̷̈́̈́̃͘͜ ̸̧̢̡̗̩͚̥̫͙̺͕̪̻̹͕͑́̒̐̂͒̊͝͝Cȩ̴̨̥̗̪̫̪̑̂̔̉͊͝a̸̘̮̤̝̜̞͕̩̖̾̊̀̊s̷̢̥͚̣͓̫̰̭̳̏̅͋̒͋̈́̈́͆̋͝ḛ̶̢̢̣̞͍̟̗͖͕̋̈́l̸̡͇̯̞̥̫̩͎̿̈̒̑͌́̌̂͂̎̿̇̚ẹ̶̡͖͎̠̮̗͎̠̗͐͒̑̎̈́s̸̳̟̟͕̺̯͑͆̿͑̇͝s̵̗͎̫̰̱̳̺͓̘̼̻̯̉͂͑-̷̧̫̬̹͍̙̤̻͈̖̖̮͐́̏̈́̋̽͆͐͆̽̆͛͘͝AHEM I mean...Larry.

Physical Description: A normal human being with hair and skin who breathes oxygen, ignore the hellish glow coming from his orifices, the void where his pupils should be and the exposed ribcage full of eyes that reflect forbidden truths, that's just a very common medical condition that affects over 55% of men over 30, don't lie guys we all have been there.

Background: Larry was just a normal run of the mill cultist who survived Incident-14777 (also known as that time H.E.L.L energy transformed an entire site into a giant sentient demon with legs which proceeded to run around the countryside causing mayhem) intact due to luck and competency, he was not possessed by a demon god of the abyss like Barry from accounting would like you to believe, the ribcage was always there people just didn't notice it because they don't see race unlike you Barry you fucking Klansmember.

Life: d4 OMNITECH Black Jumpsuit
Attack: d6 Generic Security Rifler
Stats: :
Strenght: d4
Dexterity: d4
Speed: d4
Endurance: d4
Will: d4
Knowledge: d4
Fate: d12

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

Status: [INSECTIC SCREECHING]

Sight: Can see all 5 billion colors like everyone else.
Smell: can smell sulfur, that's nice.
Hearing: hears the song of Azathot's pianist and it’s whack.
Taste: human suffering
Touch: mostly alright but right hand is turning into a lobster claw.

Inventory:
OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (x3 Magazines)
OMNITECH Universal Containment Pod x 5
OMNITECH Null-Rod
OMNITECH Bio-razor
OMNITECH electrical behavior modification implant
OMNITECH Omni-light
OMNITECH Isolotation suit (2x)
MINITECH Riot Suit
OMNITECH Generic Security Baton
d6 Generic Security Rifle
OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm
Fancy airpods

Things done:
-Discovered what the darkness was (tasty, but not great. Would not reccomned)
-Discovered why everything was whack (it was some soft boned jerk from the 5th dimension)
-Willed himself away from the shadow realm
-Helped people realize you don't need to shoot the fire to stop it, just turn on the sprinklers.

[8][9][2][1][4]

Larry walks off into the shadows. There are a few tentative moments and then the darkness spits out both Ji and Burt.  Burt stands up, pats himself down, and laughs out loud.

"I'm Alive! ALIVE! AL-"

He's cut off when Larry comes flying out of the shadows as well and slams into him. Both go down in a pile, with Larry laying lackadaisically on top.

"Did ya get it?" Wilfred asks, looking down from his perch.

"Ahh...In a manner of speaking." Larry says.  As he says this, a colossal white hand reaches out of the shadows and towards the crew.

Hang around for a second.

If Larry manages to scoop out the dark dimension being/weeb and I see an opening, manifest the crocodemon mouth and gobble up some chunks off of it. Purge the icon of butchery and some teeth elemental bits if I lack space.

If I don't see an opening, instead make sure Tara isn't in a spot where she's in immediate danger and try to gently wake her up.

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:
Isolation Suit
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, d10 human
Current demon symbiote manifestations: Maggot demon armor, Poot gun (d6 damage)
Money:  0

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"Dinner!" Richter shouts with a newly forming giant demon mouth, and leaps at the hand. He snaps at a finger but the hand moves in a strangely fluid way and avoids his attack.





Halon gas infusion complete. Area is now ready for occupation. You may now breath normally

[ANGRY_DEMON_NOISES]

"Cthalhu, Bealzebuba, Louiscipher, Zues, Odion, bestowth upponth meth theth powerth I begth ofth youth!"

Larry calls upon the ancient gods and proceeds to try and steal the powers of Mr White Face via soul absorption. There's no way that could go wrong right?

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: M̵̢̢͕̹̣̰͈̺̘̗̝̒̒̅̋a̸̰͇̟̻͉͛̆̃̎̾̅t̷̡̮̪͖̹͚̳͖̘̙̋̀͐̂̌̕ͅa̸̞̞̓̾͑́͌͐̈͝r̵̛̭̠̔̄̀̋̑̏͊̏͘ơ̸̗͋̅͛͋̓͝k̷̢̧̡̼̱̳̞͍̣̼͇͍̹̝̈́̒̎̔̿̆̈́̏͋͛̓̕̚ ̴̝̺̖̼̖̯͕͚̜̘̫͇̓̃̎̑̀̄̅̕̚͠͠t̶̡̝̺͎̝̩̦̻̼̓͌͑̉̿̅̈́̐̈́̔͘͝ḥ̸̤͉͔̌̐̉̄̿͗͒̊̕̕͝ę̷̈́̈́̃͘͜ ̸̧̢̡̗̩͚̥̫͙̺͕̪̻̹͕͑́̒̐̂͒̊͝͝Cȩ̴̨̥̗̪̫̪̑̂̔̉͊͝a̸̘̮̤̝̜̞͕̩̖̾̊̀̊s̷̢̥͚̣͓̫̰̭̳̏̅͋̒͋̈́̈́͆̋͝ḛ̶̢̢̣̞͍̟̗͖͕̋̈́l̸̡͇̯̞̥̫̩͎̿̈̒̑͌́̌̂͂̎̿̇̚ẹ̶̡͖͎̠̮̗͎̠̗͐͒̑̎̈́s̸̳̟̟͕̺̯͑͆̿͑̇͝s̵̗͎̫̰̱̳̺͓̘̼̻̯̉͂͑-̷̧̫̬̹͍̙̤̻͈̖̖̮͐́̏̈́̋̽͆͐͆̽̆͛͘͝AHEM I mean...Larry.

Physical Description: A normal human being with hair and skin who breathes oxygen, ignore the hellish glow coming from his orifices, the void where his pupils should be and the exposed ribcage full of eyes that reflect forbidden truths, that's just a very common medical condition that affects over 55% of men over 30, don't lie guys we all have been there.

Background: Larry was just a normal run of the mill cultist who survived Incident-14777 (also known as that time H.E.L.L energy transformed an entire site into a giant sentient demon with legs which proceeded to run around the countryside causing mayhem) intact due to luck and competency, he was not possessed by a demon god of the abyss like Barry from accounting would like you to believe, the ribcage was always there people just didn't notice it because they don't see race unlike you Barry you fucking Klansmember.

Life: d4 OMNITECH Black Jumpsuit
Attack: d6 Generic Security Rifler
Stats: :
Strenght: d4
Dexterity: d4
Speed: d4
Endurance: d4
Will: d4
Knowledge: d4
Fate: d12

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

Status: [INSECTIC SCREECHING]

Sight: Can see all 5 billion colors like everyone else.
Smell: can smell sulfur, that's nice.
Hearing: hears the song of Azathot's pianist and it’s whack.
Taste: human suffering
Touch: mostly alright but right hand is turning into a lobster claw.

Inventory:
OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (x3 Magazines)
OMNITECH Universal Containment Pod x 5
OMNITECH Null-Rod
OMNITECH Bio-razor
OMNITECH electrical behavior modification implant
OMNITECH Omni-light
OMNITECH Isolotation suit (2x)
MINITECH Riot Suit
OMNITECH Generic Security Baton
d6 Generic Security Rifle
OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm
Fancy airpods

Things done:
-Discovered what the darkness was (tasty, but not great. Would not reccomned)
-Discovered why everything was whack (it was some soft boned jerk from the 5th dimension)
-Willed himself away from the shadow realm
-Helped people realize you don't need to shoot the fire to stop it, just turn on the sprinklers.
-Saved Ji and Burt from the shadow realm
-Brought Mr. White Face to the normal realm

[Doomblade187]

Use my KNOWLEDGE of Omnitech products to help Yagyu reset his arms to factory default.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: Janet Janet
Physical Description: an extremely plain looking woman with unnaturally pale skin, Janet Janet is average in very way.
Background: Joining the PR division out of law school after an unfortunate incident involving two classmates, a professor, and a group essay on the ethics of corporations.

Public Relations

Life: d4
Attack: d4 (Gauss Minicannon)
Stats:
Strength: d4
Dexterity: d4
Speed: d6
Endurance: d6
Will: d6
Knowledge: d8
Fate: d4

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

Status: uwu
Inventory:
Executive Jumpsuit
OMNITECH Gauss Minicannon (d4 ranged attack) x3 magazines (use die 4) (Silent)
OMNITECH Memory Eradicator
OMNITECH Contract Notebook
Special Earbuds or something

Money: 0