Spuds would like to get paid.
Name: Spuds McKenzie.
Physical Description: Looks fairly generic except for thick cycling thighs.
Life: d6
Attack: d6 rifle, d4 melee
Stats
Str d6
Dex d4
Speed d6
End d6
Will d4
Kno d4
Fate d4
Skills:
Mel d8
Gun d6
Exp d6
Imp d4
Mec d4
Spe d4
Status:
Inventory:
Riot suit (d6 Life)
Generic Security Rifle (d6 ranged Attack) and 3 magazines (d6 use die)
Generic Security Baton (d4)
electrical behavior modification implant
Omni-light
Money: 0
There's also syvarris's character, Rezel.
Name: Rezel Revel
Physical Description: Small, unassuming, twitchy, and nervous. Giggles quietly when scared.
Background: Signed up because he was told that security guards were given P90-like weapons, and basically went "Oh, cool, I love P90s!" He regrets this decision.
Life: d6
Attack: d6 rifle, d4 melee
Stats:
Str d4
Dex d4
Spd d8
End d6
Wil d6
Kno d4
Fte d4
Skills:
Mel d6
Gun d8
Exp d4
Imp d4
Mec d4
Tec d4
Med d4
Occ d4
Spc d4
Status:
Inventory:
OMNITECH Riot suit (d6 Life)
OMNITECH Generic Security Rifle (d6 ranged Attack) and 3 magazines (d6 use die)
OMNITECH Generic Security Baton (d4)
OMNITECH electrical behavior modification implant
OMNITECH Omni-light
Money: 0
Message from OMNITECH accounting:
550 Omni has been added to your account.
Note:Woof Woof
((Sorry, late post))
Give the doggo a goodbye scritch behind the ears, remind them not to forget what a good boy/girl he or she is, then stand up, dust myself off and re-equip my resting bitch face before heading back to the barracks to do some before-bed yoga.
Make a detour to grab a nourishing, low-cal smoothie on the way if possible.
Name: Mildred Hootzal
Physical Description: A tall, angular woman just slightly past the prime of her life. Her dark hair has a very subtle sprinkling of grey starting to appear, and when she isn't actively either scowling haughtily or trying to look wise (which she is most of the time) she has one of the most severe cases of resting bitch face ever seen. Sports a septum piercing forged from some dark metal, probably in flagrant disregard of any normal workplace's OH&S procedures.
Almost always smells faintly of incense and/or herbs.
Background: Mildred, or "Mildread" as she has sometimes been known to spell it, the mother of a handful of more-or-less grown children (who will carry the family name down through history for an unprecedented number of millennia), is really far too old for this on-fleek, trendy witchery BS.
She refuses to accept that, though, and jumped at the chance to join the OMI branch of OMNITECH and pretend to be all mystical and shit whilst actually getting paid for it - well, paid better than her half-arsed Etsy store does, anyway.
Life: d4
Attack: d4 personal sidearm.
Stats: Strength: d4
Dexterity: d4
Speed: d4
Endurance: d6
Will: d6
Knowledge: d6
Fate: d8
Skills: Melee: d4
Guns: d4
Explosives: d4
Implants: d4
Mechanics: d4
Technology: d6
Medical: d4
Occult: d6
Status: knocked out front teeth. Bruised dignity.
Inventory: OMNITECH Black Jumpsuit
OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 ranged attack) x3 Magazines (d4 use die)
OMNITECH Universal Containment Pod x 5
OMNITECH Null-Rod
Money: 0
[8]
Mildred wanders into the kitchen, fills a glass with whatever she can find, mashes it up, and then starts drinking it. She walks back to the barracks, spitting out bits of napkin like watermelon seeds on the way.
Message from OMNITECH accounting:
600 Omni has been added to your account.
Note: Girls who handle dogs really well are kind of suspicious
"Hey! One of you lawyer types wanna help me with a task? Janitorial is looking for a few good men, and that Monkey was a few good men. I need some requisition forms filled out.
Jon's gonna go put in a requisition for transfer of personnel. Requesting the transfer of one Anime Ape to Sanitation Department, to be assigned alongside Jon and Edd in our locale.
CLASS: Sanitation Engineer
Name: Jonathan "Jon" I. Tor
Physical Description:A bit overweight, sallow complexion, surly expression. Thick black eyebrows. Mole under left ear.
Background: Born and raised poor. Stuck in a dead end job for who knows how long. But hey, at least he carries a thermonuclear incinerator on his back!
Life: d4
Attack: d2 for punches
Stats
d6 Strength spent 1 point here
d4 Dexterity
d4 Speed
d6 Endurance
d6 Will
d4 Knowledge
d12 Fate
Skills
d4 Melee
d4 Guns
d4 Explosives
d4 Implants
d4 Mechanics
d4 Technology
d4 Medical
d4 Occult
d4 Speech
Status: (nominal)
Inventory
OMNITECH Rubberized Jumpsuit
OMNITECH Incinerator
OMNITECH Arc Scraper
OMNITECH Automop
Money: 550
Jon puts in a request for personnel transfer. Under the "Why" section he writes "Because it would be wicked sweet."
Wake up in the infirmary at some point down the line. Then probably start swearing.
Name: Roald Baccam
Physical Description: Short and sturdily built, though surprisingly delicate with his hands when working on machinery. His long, somewhat stringy hair is usually tied back in a ponytail when at work.
Background: A former spaceship mechanic, he lost his job after hospitalizing one of his colleagues in a fit of anger. Fortunately, OMNITECH were willing to overlook this and offer him this job.
Life: d4
Attack: d4 ranged (OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm)
Stats:
Strength: d8
Dexterity: d6
Speed:d4
Endurance: d6
Will: d4
Knowledge: d4
Fate: d4
Skills:
Melee: d6
Guns: d4
Explosives: d4
Implants: d4
Mechanics: d8
Technology: d4
Medical: d4
Occult: d4
Status: Unconscious though stable. Severe electrical burns across large portions of body, especially arms (treated).
Inventory: OMNITECH Red Jumpsuit
3x Sidearm Magazines (d4 Use die)
OMNITECH Toolkit (3 charges)
Box of 5 High Visibility Flares
Money: 0
Roald wakes up in the infirmary. His arms have been replaced, from the shoulder down with "Generic" brand prosthetic. They're functional metal limbs but look like something from the early age of scifi, all straight rods and spherical joints that don't try to replicate the look of a human arm anymore than a stick figure does. Beyond that he's got several pale yellowish OMNITECH Fauxskin grafts that make it look like he's been patched up with chunks of anemic American cheese. He is happy that he's alive. Right up until the accountants send him a message.
Message from OMNITECH accounting:
500 Omni has been added to your account. 400 Omni has been withdrawn for medical expenses.
Note: Death and Taxes sometimes intertwine.
Paperwork filled out and pay received, Qualt feels satisfied enough to leave their desk and visit the company store.
Reply to accounting: れるれるれるれるれる
Perform a quick check on the contents of my desk.
Then go see what's for sale for a medic. I might want to stock up before something real dangerous.
Name: Qualt
Physical Description: Somehow apparently completely made of wood, even its (his? her?) hair, yet it all reacts as if Qualt were human. Hair flows, cuts bleed, and teeth chomp. Appearing to be some sort of dark wood, perhaps mahogany, they have an inquisitive look in their eyes whenever they study another living creature. Their voice, when heard, also sounds hollow as if through a speaker though their throat vibrates and mouth moves like a normal human being's.
Background: Qualt appeared one day, in front of the OMNITECH hiring agency. Qualt does not remember much of their past life, but they must have practiced medicine as it seems to be the one thing they are good at.
Life: d4
Attack: d4 ranged [Generic Sidearm]
Stats:
- Strength: d4
- Dexterity: d6
- Speed: d4
- Endurance: d4
- Will: d6
- Knowledge: d4
- Fate: d6
Skills:
- Melee: d4
- Guns: d6
- Explosives: d4
- Implants: d4
- Mechanics: d4
- Technology: d4
- Medical: d10
- Occult: d4
- middling understanding of Japanese
Status: Squeaky Clean
Inventory:
- OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 ranged attack) x3 Magazines (d4 use die)
- OMNITECH Medical Kit (3 charges. Expend one to gain advantage on a Medical roll)
- OMNITECH Stimulant (Raises life by one die level till next injury) X 3
Money: Zilch!
Qualt doesn't have a desk. Oh dear.
Name: HAZMAT Harry
Physical Description: He walked in wearing a HAZMAT suit, and walked out of his job interview wearing an Isolation Suit with a reflective dome.
Background: We're pretty sure he served in the military in a NBC warfare cleanup team. He doesn't talk about it much nowadays. He definitely knows his stuff, though, and has seen enough to bit just a little more resilient than most.
Life: d4
Attack: d4 OMNITECH Foam Gun
Stats:
Strength: d4
Dexterity: d6
Speed: d4
Endurance: d6
Will: d6
Knowledge: d8
Fate: d6
Skills:
Melee: d4
Guns: d6
Explosives: d4
Implants: d4
Mechanics: d4
Technology: d4
Medical: d4
[b]Occult: d4[/b]
Status: No injuries yet.
Inventory:
OMNITECH Isolation Suit (Environmental protection)
OMNITECH Foam Gun[/b] (d4 attack, foam tank, d8 use die)
OMNITECH Sealing Tool (D4 use die)
OMNITECH Environmental Scanner
Money: 0
Aaaaaah school is trying to kill me
Collect money
Noticeable actions...umm...tried to pull switch, tried to get information? How about "failed miserably at simple actions, so miserably that it must be worth a consolation prize"?
Message from OMNITECH accounting:
500 Omni has been added to your account.
Note: The law of averages is sometimes the law of mediocres
I was also there! Sort of.
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: d4 Sticky goop thrower (no dmg)
Stats:
Strength: d4
Dexterity: d4
Speed: d8
Endurance: d6
Will: d6
Knowledge: d4
Fate: d6
Skills:
Melee: d4
Guns: d8
Explosives: d4
Implants: d4
Mechanics: d4
Technology: d4
Medical: d4
Occult: d4
Status: All good! So far...
Inventory:
OMNITECH Isolation Suit (Protection from many environmental dangers)
OMNITECH Foam Gun (d4 attack. Does no damage. If successful, target is immobilized. Multiple guns used in concert stack, ie three people using foam guns at once would be 3d4. Some targets immune.) Foam tank, d8 use die.
OMNITECH Sealing Tool (D4 use die)
OMNITECH Environmental Scanner
Money: 0
Message from OMNITECH accounting:
500 Omni has been added to your account.
Note: A name change form has been sent to your inbox.
EVERYONE LEVEL UP. THAT'S INCREASING ONE STAT AND ONE SKILL (NOT LIFE OR ATTACK THOUGH YOU DINGUSES)
The members of the Security team eventually make it back to the barracks one way or another and catch some sleep. When they finally awaken sometime in the early evening their accounts have been filled with Omni and things seem to be quieting down outside, the last normal day workers heading back to their own living pods. Without much to do, they explore the area and quickly discover a few useful places. The first is the cafeteria, where robotic arms -each topped in a curly wig that is in turn covered with a hairnet- dispense a variety of food and drink for a reasonable price. The second is the breakroom, this one apparently designated for security as it has the normal break room stuff - table, chairs, wall mounted tv, fridge, pingpong table, etc- as well as one of the security alert stations where they can check on any broadcasted alerts. Thirdly, there's a OMNITECH General Goods vending machine down the hall that seems to sell a lot of basic goods like communicators, bandages, health insurance, space suits, grappling guns, and the like. Lastly is the Infirmary which has two desks: the first is the medical aid desk where injured people get dragged to. The second is the Implant desk, which is set up something like a fast food restaurant with a big colorful menu of implants with pictures and short descriptions.
It seems like it will probably be a good few hours till they get called again (Barring emergencies) so there's a bit of time to search around.
OMNITECH General Goods Vending machine InventoryUniversal Communicator: 150 Omni
Allows communication with any other communicator you know the number to over the Omni-scient Network. Has audio and video feeds and file sharing.
Disposable Spacesuit: 100 Omni
A pressurized spacesuit made of some kind of cheap plastic material. Looks and feels like a full body condom with a fishbowl helmet. Offers no protection against anything physical; designed solely for short trips through space.
Omni-eye: 50 Omni
A cheap camera designed to wirelessly connect to any universal communicator or Personal Computing Cube.
Omni-health Insurance Policy: 200 Omni
A standard OMNITECH single use insurance policy. Those in possession of the insurance card will be treated free of charge if brought to an infirmary. The card is good for only one visit.
OMNITECH grapple gun: 300 Omni
A spring powered gun with attach grapple hook and wire. Has to be manually cranked to ascend or to retract the grapple for another shot.
Generic Sidearm Magazine: 30 Omni
A magazine for the Generic Sidearm
Generic Rifle Magazine: 40 Omni
A magazine for the Generic rifle.
Medkit Refill: 100 Omni
Refills the standard medkit
Defib: 500 Omni
External defibrillator. Can rescue people on the verge of death. Single charge, recharged between missions
Generic Mechanical limb: 200 Omni
A collection of rods and spherical joints that vaguely resembles a human limb. Useful for replacing limbs too damaged to be viable. Comes in leg and arm versions.
Employee productivity enhancement Rod: 300 Omni
d4 melee weapon. A repurposed cattle prod that repeats motivational slogans when used.
Bionic eyes: 500 Omni
Mechanical eyes with a variety of functions from low light and infrared to zoom and machine aided object tracking.
Embedded Defib: 500 Omni
An internal defibrillator which automatically reacts when the user is near death. Can revive those on the brink of death.
Silver Tongue: 800 Omni
A package consisting of a brain implant and mechanical tongue and jaw muscles. Guides conversations and interactions via included library of cheap self help and social influence books. Occasional infomercial Tourettes +1 level of speech skill.
Boomfist: 1000 Omni
Mechanical forearm and hand. Knuckles load impact reactive buckshot shells. d8 melee attack. d4 use die magazine, comes with 1.
Reactive Skin: 600 Omni
Replaces normal skin with layer of reactive, ablative skin. D6 life.
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