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[The Lupanian]

well, since there’s nothing better to do, I’ll keep an eye out for trouble.

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
Anti-bio razor (2d6 against living/ 1d6 vs others)

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
Anti-Bio Razor
OMNITECH Generic Security Baton
Brain Backup
Toot’s shock control
Tranquilizer syringe
Germ suit
Large Zip-ties
Cafeteria Gift card
Waifubot body
Experimental Gun


Money:
-400 debt
40 owed to Larry

[NAV]

Edward steps on some plants.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: Edward Mortan
Physical Description: He's a bit scrawny and unshaven. Never opens his eyes more than halfway.
Background: Edward can replace a lightbulb without too much difficulty, and he watches a lot of youtube videos. Edward endeavours to do as little as possible in his life and so far has performed admirably.

Life: d2 (OMNITECH White Jumpsuit, disposable space suit)
Attack: d4 ranged (OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm)
d4 melee (hammer)

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

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

Status: Not very useful

Inventory:
OMNITECH White Jumpsuit
OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 ranged attack) x3 Magazines (d4 use die)
OMNITECH Override Fob
OMNITECH Personal Computing Cube and Universal adapter
Universal Communicator (Broken)
Disposable Spacesuit
Omni-eye
Omni-health insurance policy
Hammer (1d4 melee)
Might have a FoF program loaded on computing cube

Money: 0

[King Zultan]

"There are to many damn plants in this damned sector!"
Go find a fire extinguisher to protect myself from the inevitable fire that's going to start, also see if there is some kind of first aid kit around here some where.

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
 Box of protein bars
Money: 0

[Xantalos]

"Maybe the demonic possession was because of the slipped disc! Your chakras are all misaligned, man! Letting in bad vibes!"

EEED ponders this quandary for a bit, then decides to do some helping, as the only person vaguely resembling a janitor on the team at present.

Use my Arc Scraper to clear debris and stubborn plants off the door out of here. Unless someone smarter than me tells me I could cause an explosion or something by doing so, in which case I shall simply switch to my automop, which is probably rated to handle plants. Maybe.

Spoiler: EEED (click to show/hide)

Name: EEED (Entertaining, Educational, Elastic, Disposable)

Background: Created as part of a product line of quick-use clones with pre-installed memories, skills, and behavioral sets in order to fill gaps in high-skill fields for a comparatively cheap price, EEED’s entire line was scrapped when someone realized his name-acronym sounded like it was describing a sex toy and the resulting onslaught of memes caused the forced ‘retirement’ of the executives that had initiated the idea. This EEED, gestationally imprinted with chiropractic and massage techniques, was somehow missed in the purge of defective product and ended up finding a job with OMNICORP before his parent company’s legal team/hit squad could track him down.

Description: A big, doughy ball of a man, with earnest, simplistic facial features that look like someone crudely shaped them out of clay. Small, circular eyes peer out at the world with innocent warmth, contrasting his oddly large teeth that are perfectly square and just a little larger than normal, enough to be noticeable. He has absolutely no hair, though his scalp is tattooed with his terms of usage, patterned in such a way that suggests a balding fringe.

Class: Sanitation Officer
Life: d2
Attack: d2

Stats:
d4 Strength
d4 Dexterity
d4 Speed
d4 Endurance
d4 Will
d4 Knowledge
d12 Fate

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

Status:
Inventory:
Rubberized Jumpsuit
Incinerator
Arc Scraper
Automop

Senses: Totally unimpeded, baby!

[piecewise]

Pool. Bob.

Spoiler: Oh Buoy (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

Bob bobs and Bobs.

Edward steps on some plants.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: Edward Mortan
Physical Description: He's a bit scrawny and unshaven. Never opens his eyes more than halfway.
Background: Edward can replace a lightbulb without too much difficulty, and he watches a lot of youtube videos. Edward endeavours to do as little as possible in his life and so far has performed admirably.

Life: d2 (OMNITECH White Jumpsuit, disposable space suit)
Attack: d4 ranged (OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm)
d4 melee (hammer)

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

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

Status: Not very useful

Inventory:
OMNITECH White Jumpsuit
OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 ranged attack) x3 Magazines (d4 use die)
OMNITECH Override Fob
OMNITECH Personal Computing Cube and Universal adapter
Universal Communicator (Broken)
Disposable Spacesuit
Omni-eye
Omni-health insurance policy
Hammer (1d4 melee)
Might have a FoF program loaded on computing cube

Money: 0

Edward steps on some plants. They react in the way plants normally do when stepped on: the get squashed to some degree.

"YOU ARE WEAK, PLANTS! WEAK! I AM THE DOMINANT LIFE FORM! I HAVE THUMBS! WHAT DO YOU HAVE?! WHAT DO YOU HAVE?!"

"There are to many damn plants in this damned sector!"
Go find a fire extinguisher to protect myself from the inevitable fire that's going to start, also see if there is some kind of first aid kit around here some where.

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
 Box of protein bars
Money: 0

[3]
Burt, using his common sense ( a very rare super power)  goes off to find a med kit and fire extinguisher. He finds a fire extinguisher but  the tank has been ruptured by the plants and the goo within has sprayed out already.

"This is one in a long series of bad signs."

well, since there’s nothing better to do, I’ll keep an eye out for trouble.

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
Anti-bio razor (2d6 against living/ 1d6 vs others)

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
Anti-Bio Razor
OMNITECH Generic Security Baton
Brain Backup
Toot’s shock control
Tranquilizer syringe
Germ suit
Large Zip-ties
Cafeteria Gift card
Waifubot body
Experimental Gun


Money:
-400 debt
40 owed to Larry

Ji lays on the ground.

"Life is what you make it. My life is hollow boredom." she announces to the ceiling.

 

"Maybe the demonic possession was because of the slipped disc! Your chakras are all misaligned, man! Letting in bad vibes!"

EEED ponders this quandary for a bit, then decides to do some helping, as the only person vaguely resembling a janitor on the team at present.

Use my Arc Scraper to clear debris and stubborn plants off the door out of here. Unless someone smarter than me tells me I could cause an explosion or something by doing so, in which case I shall simply switch to my automop, which is probably rated to handle plants. Maybe.

Spoiler: EEED (click to show/hide)

Name: EEED (Entertaining, Educational, Elastic, Disposable)

Background: Created as part of a product line of quick-use clones with pre-installed memories, skills, and behavioral sets in order to fill gaps in high-skill fields for a comparatively cheap price, EEED’s entire line was scrapped when someone realized his name-acronym sounded like it was describing a sex toy and the resulting onslaught of memes caused the forced ‘retirement’ of the executives that had initiated the idea. This EEED, gestationally imprinted with chiropractic and massage techniques, was somehow missed in the purge of defective product and ended up finding a job with OMNICORP before his parent company’s legal team/hit squad could track him down.

Description: A big, doughy ball of a man, with earnest, simplistic facial features that look like someone crudely shaped them out of clay. Small, circular eyes peer out at the world with innocent warmth, contrasting his oddly large teeth that are perfectly square and just a little larger than normal, enough to be noticeable. He has absolutely no hair, though his scalp is tattooed with his terms of usage, patterned in such a way that suggests a balding fringe.

Class: Sanitation Officer
Life: d2
Attack: d2

Stats:
d4 Strength
d4 Dexterity
d4 Speed
d4 Endurance
d4 Will
d4 Knowledge
d12 Fate

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

Status:
Inventory:
Rubberized Jumpsuit
Incinerator
Arc Scraper
Automop

Senses: Totally unimpeded, baby!

EEED uses his arc scraper to burn away the plants on the door, leaving it sparkling new.

Take a look at those bags, is it the right type of fertilizer to create an explosive with? If yes, anything in this sector that could be used for the fuel part? And anything that could be repurposed/tinkered into a detonator?

Slice open the door to the next sector if necessary, but be careful not to disturb or torch any of the strange plants.
EDIT: and maybe tell that new guy not to use his high powered cleaning apparatus on the door and maybe turn the plants against us!

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

MOOK MAP CLICK HERE
Current sector: G (single jungle)
previous sectors: L (brobots), J (darkness), K (was on fire), H (buncha survivors)

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 (1 / 3)
 High visibility flares x5
 Zip tie
 Dead fish
 Med kit
 uneaten single serve packet of pudding
 sensory deprivation suit
Money: 0

Yagyu looks at the fertilizer. [2] Hmmm He's not really sure if its the explodey kind.

Check the computers to find out where they stored all their super weed! Also look at what else they were experimenting with here, I guess.

Oh, also, what's the stat/skill for turning all that nitrogen into bombs? Mechanic? Explosive? Knowledge? Assuming it's possible to do so, of course.

I am a man spider of simple pleasures: all I need is drugs and high explosives.

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
Speech: 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

[9] Pathos wanders over to the lab computers and checks them. A lot of them are down; the plants have grown inside them and there's fungi eating through their circuits. He does manage to find one thats still functional and check it over.  Sadly he can find nothing about weed - he lacks the physical structures to do anything with it even if he had it anyways - but he does find out that the plants they were experimenting with here were designed, rather obviously, to use inorganic substances as their "food" instead of the normal soil and such. He finds two possible "profit paths" one  being the use of these plants in disposal of trash and the other being military applications. The files warn about exposing "Organically impaired research associates" to any plant matter, but specifically to the fungal variety due to its ability to "Deposit spores within their electronic systems and effectively devour their 'brains'".

"Demonic possession? Man, for a souless product made by some Omnitech ripoff you sure are a funny guy. Me? Possesed? Is it because of the eyes because that's like, really really racist of you good sir." Larry says before literally slipping through EEED's fingers like pizza dough escaping from their natural predator, the Italian. He also noticed there' another door. Neat.

Punch door with mind ghost magic man again. Maybe Larry should a taken a course in door breaking instead of plane eating in normal human college since he's so good at it.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: M̵̢̢͕̹̣̰͈̺̘̗̝̒̒̅̋a̸̰͇̟̻͉͛̆̃̎̾̅t̷̡̮̪͖̹͚̳͖̘̙̋̀͐̂̌̕ͅa̸̞̞̓̾͑́͌͐̈͝r̵̛̭̠̔̄̀̋̑̏͊̏͘ơ̸̗͋̅͛͋̓͝k̷̢̧̡̼̱̳̞͍̣̼͇͍̹̝̈́̒̎̔̿̆̈́̏͋͛̓̕̚ ̴̝̺̖̼̖̯͕͚̜̘̫͇̓̃̎̑̀̄̅̕̚͠͠t̶̡̝̺͎̝̩̦̻̼̓͌͑̉̿̅̈́̐̈́̔͘͝ḥ̸̤͉͔̌̐̉̄̿͗͒̊̕̕͝ę̷̈́̈́̃͘͜ ̸̧̢̡̗̩͚̥̫͙̺͕̪̻̹͕͑́̒̐̂͒̊͝͝Cȩ̴̨̥̗̪̫̪̑̂̔̉͊͝a̸̘̮̤̝̜̞͕̩̖̾̊̀̊s̷̢̥͚̣͓̫̰̭̳̏̅͋̒͋̈́̈́͆̋͝ḛ̶̢̢̣̞͍̟̗͖͕̋̈́l̸̡͇̯̞̥̫̩͎̿̈̒̑͌́̌̂͂̎̿̇̚ẹ̶̡͖͎̠̮̗͎̠̗͐͒̑̎̈́s̸̳̟̟͕̺̯͑͆̿͑̇͝s̵̗͎̫̰̱̳̺͓̘̼̻̯̉͂͑-̷̧̫̬̹͍̙̤̻͈̖̖̮͐́̏̈́̋̽͆͐͆̽̆͛͘͝AHEM I mean...Larry. Larry the Face now I guess.

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: d6 OMINITECH Riot Suit
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 (SOLD)
OMNITECH electrical behavior modification implant
OMNITECH Omni-light
OMNITECH Isolotation suit (2x)
OMINITECH Riot Suit
OMNITECH Black Jumpsuit
OMNITECH Generic Security Baton
d6 Generic Security Rifle
OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm
Fancy airpods

Money: 135

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
-Absorbed Mr. White Face into himself, saving his team mates.
-Gained the power of punch, used it to bust open the sealed door and discover the smelly human sardines packed inside.
-Helped defuse the normies
-Delayed the inevitable demise of Fred and Linda by a day or two. Tom's still fucked tho, that's a class 5 haunting.
-Opened doors, lots and lots of doors

[10]

Larry uses his big white friend to punch the door to the next section open. He perhaps uses a bit too much force because the door doesn't simply open, it tears completely free of its housing and skips down the hall like a stone, bouncing around the corner and continuing on. A few seconds later the sector suddenly drops into darkness before reilluminating with red emergency lights

"Warning. Subject breach. Warning. Subject Breach" Plays over the Pa system.

[Parisbre56]

((*Haebi planet flashbacks*))

"The mushrooms want to eat my brains! Aaaaa! I told you we should had burned them all!"

Tell me friend computer, how can I tell if I have been infected and how do I cleanse myself from this foul infection? Is it heat? Cold? Poison? Do they have any weed killer lying around? If so, acquire said weed killer.

Also, move on to the next session, because I sure as hell am not staying here longer than I have to.

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
Speech: 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

[ANGRY_DEMON_NOISES]

Evil plants? That sounds gnarly. Good thing Larry is 555% human and organic and 111% mysterious colors unlike any seen on Earth. Anyway into the next sector!

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: M̵̢̢͕̹̣̰͈̺̘̗̝̒̒̅̋a̸̰͇̟̻͉͛̆̃̎̾̅t̷̡̮̪͖̹͚̳͖̘̙̋̀͐̂̌̕ͅa̸̞̞̓̾͑́͌͐̈͝r̵̛̭̠̔̄̀̋̑̏͊̏͘ơ̸̗͋̅͛͋̓͝k̷̢̧̡̼̱̳̞͍̣̼͇͍̹̝̈́̒̎̔̿̆̈́̏͋͛̓̕̚ ̴̝̺̖̼̖̯͕͚̜̘̫͇̓̃̎̑̀̄̅̕̚͠͠t̶̡̝̺͎̝̩̦̻̼̓͌͑̉̿̅̈́̐̈́̔͘͝ḥ̸̤͉͔̌̐̉̄̿͗͒̊̕̕͝ę̷̈́̈́̃͘͜ ̸̧̢̡̗̩͚̥̫͙̺͕̪̻̹͕͑́̒̐̂͒̊͝͝Cȩ̴̨̥̗̪̫̪̑̂̔̉͊͝a̸̘̮̤̝̜̞͕̩̖̾̊̀̊s̷̢̥͚̣͓̫̰̭̳̏̅͋̒͋̈́̈́͆̋͝ḛ̶̢̢̣̞͍̟̗͖͕̋̈́l̸̡͇̯̞̥̫̩͎̿̈̒̑͌́̌̂͂̎̿̇̚ẹ̶̡͖͎̠̮̗͎̠̗͐͒̑̎̈́s̸̳̟̟͕̺̯͑͆̿͑̇͝s̵̗͎̫̰̱̳̺͓̘̼̻̯̉͂͑-̷̧̫̬̹͍̙̤̻͈̖̖̮͐́̏̈́̋̽͆͐͆̽̆͛͘͝AHEM I mean...Larry. Larry the Face now I guess.

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: d6 OMINITECH Riot Suit
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 (SOLD)
OMNITECH electrical behavior modification implant
OMNITECH Omni-light
OMNITECH Isolotation suit (2x)
OMINITECH Riot Suit
OMNITECH Black Jumpsuit
OMNITECH Generic Security Baton
d6 Generic Security Rifle
OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm
Fancy airpods

Money: 135

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
-Absorbed Mr. White Face into himself, saving his team mates.
-Gained the power of punch, used it to bust open the sealed door and discover the smelly human sardines packed inside.
-Helped defuse the normies
-Delayed the inevitable demise of Fred and Linda by a day or two. Tom's still fucked tho, that's a class 5 haunting.
-Opened doors, lots and lots of doors

[Radio Controlled]

Move into the next sector quickly before the spores catch me oh god.

Not too far though, keep some distance from whatever 'subject' just escaped. Get into cover and wait a bit in case it comes to us, goop it to the floor if it does.

EDIT: if there is time/opportunity, help people with crafting/devising their sensory deprivation measures. The late Bob had a sensory deprivation suit in his inventory, could I give that to one of them? I also have 2 sets of text-to-speech earbuds to hand out, and some blindfolds and earplugs and whatnot.

"We are entering sector D lads, and our target was last sighted in sector B, the one after this. So stay sharp and check your sensory deprivation measures, we could run into him at any moment now. I'm not sure if the current warning is for him or something else, but whatever it is, I doubt it's here to bring us cupcakes and lemonade."

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

MOOK MAP CLICK HERE
Current sector: D (subject breach uh oh)
previous sectors: L (brobots), J (darkness), K (was on fire), H (buncha survivors), G (robophobic jungle)

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 (1 / 3)
 High visibility flares x5
 Zip tie
 Dead fish
 Med kit
 uneaten single serve packet of pudding
 sensory deprivation suit
Money: 0

[The Lupanian]

I have been wearing the germ suit, right? In any case, I'll put it on if I’m not already wearing it, and get into the next sector. Have my tranquilizer syringe ready to inject the target of I see him

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
Anti-bio razor (2d6 against living/ 1d6 vs others)

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
Anti-Bio Razor
OMNITECH Generic Security Baton
Brain Backup
Toot’s shock control
Tranquilizer syringe
Germ suit
Large Zip-ties
Cafeteria Gift card
Waifubot body
Experimental Gun


Money:
-400 debt
40 owed to Larry

[King Zultan]

"Damn plants wanting me to burn to death and die."
Head on over to the next sector with the rest of the group and be sure to grab interesting loot on the way.

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
 Box of protein bars
Money: 0

[NAV]

"Sensory deprivation measures? Should I be worried that I don't have any?"

Should I?

[Radio Controlled]

"Sensory deprivation measures? Should I be worried that I don't have any?"

Should I?

"Yes, absolutely. Our target can mind control people if they perceive him, be it by sight, sound, smell, touch, anything. If you do not have appropriate countermeasures, you are liable to become a threat to everyone here."

[NAV]

"Okay. Hmm.... do you know if it works through screens?"

[Radio Controlled]

"Okay. Hmm.... do you know if it works through screens?"

"Yes it does, but since static images are safe, as long as the framerate of the video is low enough it should be safe. Also things like motion tracking data are safe. Most robopeople have reduced our refresh rate and have a speech to text to speech plugin thanks to our benevolent computer wizards. Some of the fleshies have a sensory deprivation suit designed to handle our target. The others... just make due I suppose."

((Note: while you joined a bit later into the mission, I think IC'ly your character was there during the mission briefing, which you can find here: http://www.bay12forums.com/smf/index.php?topic=173094.msg8073381#msg8073381

It has some info on the extent of our target's capabilities and limitations, and some of the questions we asked after that shed further light. So have a look if you feel like it!

Also note that pw has asked us to include a list of how our senses are dampened or not in our charsheet. For Yagyu for example it looks like this:
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

For the new players it might be good to add this to your sheet if you haven't already. That way our glorious calcium overlord knows who to fuck with all the better~))

[Doomblade187]

Get into cover, try and click on a flashlight if I have one, but don't shine it around.

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

Sight: sunglasses, but can pull official PR Balaclava on backwards if needed
Smell: noseplugs
Hearing: Special Earbuds or something
Taste: keeping mouth closed, though the Official PR Balaclava can be donned
Touch: "Official" leather gloves

Money: 0