Name: Kerberos Pu
Physical Description: A pale Asian man with white hair and a flat expression on their face.
Background:
[Redacted]Class:
SecurityLife:
d6Attack:
d6 Security Rifle (use die dnothing till I reload),
d4 Security Baton
Stats:Strength: d6
Dexterity: d6
Speed:d6
Endurance: d6
Will: d4
Knowledge: d4
Fate: d4
Skills:Melee: d6
Guns: d6
Explosives: d4
Implants: d4
Mechanics: d4
Technology: d4
Medical: d4
Occult: d4
Speech: D6
Status: Functional
Inventory:
- OMNITECH Riot suit (d6 Life)
- OMNITECH Generic Security Rifle (d6 ranged Attack) and 2 magazines(d6 use die)
- OMNITECH Generic Security Baton (d4 melee attack)
- OMNITECH electrical behavior modification implant
- OMNITECH Omni-light
Money: 0
Calmly reload my rifle, walk up to the slain beast, and empty the new magazine into it.
Kerberos [2,6] unloads a full magazine of ammo into the dog thing, filing it full of new holes and splattering viscous ichor all over himself.
Find somewhere I can plug my adapter (make sure it's not a power plug first) and see what data I can pull, either on this project in general or where they keep the good loot.
EDIT: Oh! But first, call my scientist friend to see if he survived his rescue team's arrival. If he did, he might be able to just tell me the answers and if he didn't he might have some loot. So win-win either way
Name: Pathos
Physical Description: Scrawny. Has trouble changing his expression to anything that isn't concentration, boredom or smug superiority.
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.
Class: Emergency Technician
Life: d2: Disposable Spacesuit
Attack: d4 ranged: Generic Personal Sidearm. x3 Magazines (d4 use die)
Stats:
Strength: d4
Dexterity: d4
Speed: d4
Endurance: d4
Will: d4
Knowledge: d10
Fate: d6
Skills:
Melee: d4
Guns: d4
Explosives: d6
Implants: d4
Mechanics: d4
Technology: d12
Medical: d4
Occult: d4
Status: Bored
Inventory:
Disposable Spacesuit
OMNITECH White Jumpsuit
OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 ranged attack) x3 Magazines (d4 use die)
OMNITECH Override Fob (Allows activation/unlocking of most vehicles)
OMNITECH Personal Computing Cube and Universal adapter
Universal Communicator running FoF program
6 OMNITECH brand Chocolate snack bars "ENJOYABLE WINTER SEASON" edition
Money: 495
Pathos reconnects with Bill Pelican and again the image of the scientist fills the screen.
"Howdy. I heard quite a ruckus out there. Is the coast clear? Did I miss the party?"
Pathos lets Bill know that indeed the coast does look clear in lab 1.
"Ah, good good good. I'm gonna come out now. Do me a favor and tell your friends out there not to add superfluous ventilation ports to my otherwise structurally sound chassis. Discount model though it may be, I am fond of it."
Pathos lets everyone know whats happening and heads to lab 1 before giving Bill the all clear. A moment later one of the cabinets on a side wall opens and a man steps out with his hands raised. Bill is wearing a lab coat over a white coverall suit and his hands at least are both prosthetics. He looks around a bit and then sees Pathos. He waves and walks over, carefully stepping round the dead dog thing.
"Had yourselves a great time it looks like." He says, before noticing Jengo. "Most of you at least."
He claps his hands together. "So, what are the chances you've already dealt with the issues in lab 3 and now we're off for a nice frothy glass of memory degrading fun-time beverage?"
Make a fresh pot of coffee. About the best thing I've used my modest technical expertise for yet.
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: Fine
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)
Money: 0
(1)
Ed, in attempting to make coffee, somehow starts a small fire that quickly engulfs the coffee maker and spreads to the non-dairy creamer and napkins. The fire alarms start blaring a moment later.
Name: Steve
Physical Description: Generic caucasian male
Background: Dave passing his university exams Dave just grabbed the first job that came his way.
Class: Combat Medic.
Life: d4 (Reactive Skin)
Attack: d4 (OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm)
Stats:
Strength: d4
Dexterity: d4
Speed: d8
Endurance: d4
Will: d8
Knowledge: d4
Fate: d6
Skills:
Melee: d2
Guns: d4
Explosives: d4
Implants: d6
Mechanics: d4
Technology: d4
Medical: d10
Occult: d4
Speech: d4
Status: Healthy
Inventory:
OMNITECH Green Jumpsuit
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 2 (DO NOT DOUBLE DOSE)
Omni-eye: 50 Omni (A cheap camera designed to wirelessly connect to any universal communicator or Personal Computing Cube.)
Money: 0 omni.
Personal Computing Cube.
Map of Laboratories.
Loot everything from Clem then see if there is way to go to the guys chasing the dog.
(Clem is still not dead by the way. You can transfer the inventory to yours based on his last post I guess)
Steve strips everything useful off Clem and then heads into lab one to join the cluster of people hanging around. Some scientist looking guy makes finger guns at him as he walks in. Steve is not sure why or what that means.
"How? Just how did you even manage to shoot yourself?"
Save Jengo from bleeding out.
Name: Heather Reid
Physical Description: Tall and lean. Her violet hair is tied into a ponytail.
Background: Heather signed up after her license was revoked due to unethical conduct, she may enjoy seeing blood and being able to shoot others a little too much.
Life: d2
Attack: d4 ranged Generic Personal Sidearm
Stats:
Strength: d4
Dexterity: d4
Speed: d8
Endurance: d4
Will: d6
Knowledge: d4
Fate: d6
Skills:
Melee: d4
Guns: d6
Explosives: d4
Implants: d6
Mechanics: d4
Technology: d4
Medical: d10
Occult: d4
Speech: d4
Status: Fine
Inventory:
OMNITECH Green Jumpsuit
OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 attack) x2 Magazines (d4 use die)
OMNITECH Medical Kit (3 charges)
OMNITECH Stimulant (3 charges)
Money: 500
No! Blood! Stay in there! Stay in your home! Desperately try not to bleed out on the first day of my new job. That's just unprofessional.
"How? Just how did you even manage to shoot yourself?"
"Glub gasp. Sorry... Sorry... Glub."
Name: Jengo Prism
Physical Description: A toned, athletic looking dude. Neanderthal features.
Background: Chronic odd-job seeker. Wandered the system looking for cool stuff to do. Being a security guard at a science lab seems kinda cool. Likes money. Disregards danger often. Directionally challenged.
Life: d6 OMNITECH Riot suit
Attack: d6 Generic Security Rifle, d4 OMNITECH Generic Security Baton
Stats:
Strength: d6
Dexterity: d6
Speed: d6
Endurance: d6
Will: d4
Knowledge: d6
Fate: d4
Skills:
Melee: d6
Guns: d6
Explosives: d4
Implants: d4
Mechanics: d4
Technology: d4
Medical: d4
Occult: d4
Speech: d4
Status: Currently bleeding out the chest from an accidentally self inflicted gunshot wound. Butterfingers!
Inventory: OMNITECH Riot Suit, OMNITECH Generic Security Rifle, OMNITECH Generic Security Baton, OMNITECH electrical behavior modification implant, OMNITECH Omni-light,
Money: 0
[7]
"Can you....spare a cup of....blood..."
Through use of a significant number of bandaids, sutures, disinfectant, and gauze Heather manages to stop the bleeding, but Jengo still took a high caliber round straight through the chest so bleeding ain't the only problem. All this stabilization is effectively mommy's kisses vs a shattered femur if you catch my drift, dear reader. Gonna need stronger stuff to really get him back on his feet.
Try to get Clem's sidearm in case there are more monsters running amok.
After that, if possible, go to the advance team tnat took down the monster and start scanning it. Try to find a long pole of sorts first to poke it with, if after lots of poking it still isn't moving start carefully scanning it, if it is still twitching then goop it. Try to have a gunnerbro covering me while I'm working if at all possible. If no pole found wait until it gets doubletapped thoroughly before scanning, or just stay away for now.
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: d2
Attack: d4 Sticky goop thrower (no dmg)
Stats:
Strength: d4
Dexterity: d4
Speed: d10
Endurance: d6
Will: d6
Knowledge: d4
Fate: d6
Skills:
Melee: d4
Guns: d8
Explosives: d4
Implants: d4
Mechanics: d6
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
universal communicator
Money: 450
((Gonna have to ask Steve for it since he literally is in control of the body))
Yagyu follows Steve to lab 1 and, after making sufficiently sure that the alien dog thing is dead, pokes it with the scanner. The scanner, designed more for environmental issues than for scanning individual objects, says that there are signs of injured humans in the vicinity along with a large source of extra-dimensional contaminants. Judging from the information it prints out, doggo there is from H.E.L.L. dimension. Also, going off information from the ratios of contaminants it is something called a "Scissor Head".
"Score one for the Corp."
Reload my rifle then keep it aimed at the monster until after Kerberos empties his magazine into it. After that, see if there is anything unusual around the lab.
Name: Jack Hansan
Physical Description: Tall, rather thin looking man with black hair and brown eyes.
Background: His father was a security guard as was his father's father, so it was tradition by now to be one too. Of course, Jack would come to regret this path as soon as he arrived. Though, he does seem to know more than he is sometimes letting on...
Life: d6 OMNITECH Riot suit
Attack: d6 Generic Security Rifle, d4 OMNITECH Generic Security Baton
Stats:
Strength: d4
Dexterity: d4
Speed: d4
Endurance: d4
Will: d4
Knowledge: d6
Fate: d6
Skills:
Melee: d6
Guns: d6
Explosives: d4
Implants: d4
Mechanics: d4
Technology: d6
Medical: d4
Occult: d6
Speech: d6
Status: Fine
Inventory:
OMNITECH Riot suit (d6 Life)
OMNITECH Generic Security Rifle (d6 ranged Attack) and 2 magazines (d6 use die)
OMNITECH Generic Security Baton (d4)
OMNITECH electrical behavior modification implant
OMNITECH Omni-light
Money: 0
[5]
Jack searches around in the wreckage for a few moments and, under some debris, discovers a rather interesting thing. Its a full scale artificial arm, shoulder to hand, for the right arm by the look of it. However, its got something extra in there, a bulge of metal along the outside edge of the forearm and some sort of locking mechanisms along the length of that side of the hand and the pinky.
Well my managerial expertise can only help so far, go wander off to the nearest break room for coffee and donuts
Name: Murphy Isadora Mays
Physical Description: A man with a bit of a slicked back neatly trimmed and groomed hair cut, well shaven, and with an over whelming sense of smugness.
Life: d4 (Executive jump suit)
Attack: d4 ranged (OMNITECH Gauss Minicannon), d2 melee (punch)
Stats
Str d4
Dex d4
Speed d4
End d4
Will d4
Kno d6
Fate d8 (2)
Skills:
Mel d4
Gun d4
Exp d4
Imp d4
Tech d4
Mech d4
Mec d4
Occ d4
Spe d12 (3)
Status:
Inventory:
Executive jump suit
OMNITECH Gauss Minicannon (d4 ranged attack) x3 magazines (use die 4) (Silent)
OMNITECH Memory Eradicator
OMNITECH Contract Notebook
Money: 0
Murphy wanders into the nearest break room and finds the coffee machine on fire.
This isn't optimal utilization of business assets. Not optimal at all.
Don't reload yet, keep my gun ready, maintining vigil while the others reload. Scan the room and listen for any more activity.. it might not be all the way dead or there might be more than one. Be ready to fire if there is any more action.
"Need an engineer in here to make sure it's all dead. And that this stuff is turned off right."
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 2 magazines (d6 use die) Loaded with a d4 use die magazine.
Generic Security Baton (d4)
electrical behavior modification implant
Omni-light
Money: 550
Spuds wanders around the room, carefully searching for any hidden threats. Luckily it seems like the place really is safe; at least lab 1. And by safe he of course means that there are no more extradimensional demons here to tear people in half and eat their faces. There's probably still plenty of danger around. Like that paper cutter. Or that stapler.
Loot the Hypodermic Spear and all (six?) cartridges of mystery goo. Leave the printer ink - don't want Finance coming down on my head.
If I have time after that, head to lab one, shake my head sadly at the tragic loss of one Good Dog, then start stuffing said Good Dog into my incinerator. It'll fit, dammit. it'll fit. Eventually.
"Too bad. He'd have made a great mount for Sanitation. I was gonna name him Trolley."
One betting pool for team deaths, buy in is 10 OmniFunds
One betting pool for type of disaster/ mission. buy in is 5 Omnifunds.
One betting pool for scale of disaster, by order of magnitude. Buy in is 5 Omnifunds.
Current bets: Pathos: 10 on 4 team deaths
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
Unarmed Life: d2
Attack: d2 for punches
Stats
d8 Strength
d4 Dexterity
d4 Speed
d6 Endurance
d6 Will
d4 Knowledge
d12 Fate
Skills
d4 Melee
d4 Guns
d4 Explosives
d6 Implants
d4 Mechanics
d4 Technology
d4 Medical
d4 Occult
d4 Speech
Status: (nominal)
Inventory
OMNITECH Rubberized Jumpsuit
OMNITECH Incinerator
OMNITECH Arc Scraper
OMNITECH Automop
Disposable space suit
Grapple hook
Hypodermic Spear + (6?) ammo (mystery goo-greenish liquid in vials)
Money: 150 (+5 from Pathos.)
"Ah yes, the ancient janitorial sharp stick! You shall come in handy when picking up wrappers or impaling malcontents."
Jon takes the spear and the 6 cartridges before heading into lab 1 and starting to incinerate the Scissor Head. The thing has been pretty badly mulched after the spray of close range gunfire so he just loads it into the incinerator in chunks.
”come on Jengo, what are you, a virologist?”
Search the lab. Look for the science guy.
Name: Lance Bradley
Physical Description: Tall, lean, and pale. He had his eyes, hair, and fingernails permanently died purple.
Background: comes from a troubled past, that lead to crime, that then lead to lucrative crime, that lead to prison, that lead to a guy with a certain set of skills looking for a job.
Life: d6 OMNITECH Riot suit
Attack: d6 Generic Security Rifle/ d4 OMNITECH generic security baton
Ammo:
Rifle (2 magazines)
Mini-cannon (3 magazines)
Stats:
Strength: d4
Dexterity: d4
Speed: d4
Endurance: d6
Will: d4
Knowledge: d4
Fate: d12
Skills:
Melee: d6
Guns: d10
Explosives: d4
Implants: d4
Mechanics: d4
Technology: d4
Medical: d4
Occult: d4
Speech: d4
Status: normal
Inventory:
OMNITECH Gauss Mini-cannon (d4 attack/use)
OMNITECH electrical behavior modification implant
OMNITECH Omni-light
Health Insurance Policy
Money: 300
Science guy has found himself, it seems, so Lance searchs the lab for other hidden goodies.
[8]
He discovers, among the debris, A fire ax! (d6 melee).
I'mma assume I successfully got a FoF thingamajig. Added one to my sheet.
Relax a little, seeing that the door is securely closed, and then go guard whichever vulnerable support members of our team aren't in the same room as the giant beartrap dog monster. Shoot any giant beartrap dog monsters seen, while safely (?) standing behind said expendable support members.
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 d6
Skills:
Mel d6
Gun d10
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
Health insurance card.
FoF Thingamajig
Money: 300
((You can assume that. I'm guessing someone would give it to you I don't know. I'm not in charge of other people and their inventory.))
Rezel sticks with redshirt for the moment...though it seems like everyone is heading towards dog town so...its a crap shoot.
"Aw shit I missed getting to help kill the dog thing."
Go to Lab 1 and see what things I can loot from the lab.
Name: Benny Benson
Physical Description: He looks like the most generic man ever with the most generic mustache ever.
Background: After being homeless for several years he finally decided to be a normal person and get a job, unluckily for him he got a job as a security guard for OMNITECH.
Life: d6 OMNITECH Riot suit D8 temp
Attack:d6 Security Rifle / d4 Security Baton
Stats:
Strength: d6
Dexterity: d6
Speed: d6
Endurance: d6
Will: d4
Knowledge: d4
Fate: d8
Skills:
Melee: d6
Guns: d8
Explosives: d4
Implants: d4
Mechanics: d4
Technology: d4
Medical: d4
Occult: d4
Speech: d4
Status: Bandaged
Inventory:
OMNITECH Riot suit (d6 Life)
OMNITECH Generic Security Rifle (d6 ranged Attack) X6 magazines (d6 use die)
OMNITECH Generic Security Baton (d4 melee attack)
OMNITECH electrical behavior modification implant
OMNITECH Omni-light
Universal Communicator
Omni-eye
Red keycard
blue keycard
green keycard
2 wedding rings
3 calculator watches
several packs of gum
several packs of cigarettes
pocket sized volume of Garfield cartoons
business card for "The Blue Smoke Lounge"
another Universal Communicator
Half eaten OMNI-SNAK bar
Money: 180
(6)
Benny heads into lab 1 and tears a Medkit from the wreckage. Actually he tears it out of the first aid station on the wall near the eyewash station but whatever, close enough.
Edd walks into the lab, heading over to Jon.
"Hey man, how's tricks here? I went to the rec room first in the hopes of there being something good there, but there was barely even any mess to clean up"
Help Jon (ozarck) with incinerating the Good Dog. Then set out to clean the rest of Lab 1 back to OMNITECH Cleanliness Rating compliant level.
Name: Eddrick E. Slant, esq.
Physical Description: Prefers wearing his rubberized suit with the hazmat helmet. Underneath he's a young man in his late 20's. He has an unkempt mop of hair, some serious stubble, and the perpetualy tired look of someone who is both overworked and enjoys staying up way too late.
Background: Eddrick, like every boy in his family, was forced to become a lawyer. Though he passed his bar exam, he would quickly change jobs to a janitor at a local high school. The drudgery of too many divorce cases just got to him, man. After a freak incidend with genetically modified frogs forced to school to close down, Eddrick took a job with OMNITECH. He originally applied for a position as Public Relations Representative, but they made him a janitor due to his prior experience.
Life: D2
Attack: D2 punches
Stats:
Strength: d4
Dexterity: d4
Speed: d8
Endurance: d6
Will: d6
Knowledge: d6
Fate: d8
Skills:
Melee: d4
Guns: d6
Explosives: d4
Implants: d4
Mechanics: d6
Technology: d4
Medical: d4
Occult: d4
Speech: d4
Status: (all systems nominal)
Inventory:
OMNITECH Rubberized Jumpsuit
OMNITECH Incinerator
OMNITECH Arc Scraper
OMNITECH Automop
OMNITECH contract notebook
OMNITECH Memory Eradicator
OMNITECH health insurance
Universal communicator
Folded piece of paper with "Erica ?" written on it.
3x some sort of little sphere of metal with a blinking red LED embedded in it
Red Keycard
OMNITECH personal music player + wireless earbuds
Pack of gum
6 condoms
Piece of paper with user name and password on it
5 ash cubes from corpses
Money: 150
Edd mops up ichor and then starts hauling debris over into the corner for later disposal. Cleaning this place up to a reasonable standard is gonna be rather time consuming. That Dog thing sure wrecked the place.
Name: "Redshirt"
Description: He is generic in every sense of the word. Unremarkable, not bad to look at but not good either, he's just... An extra. But, although people rarely recall his features... They always seem to change. It's always Redshirt, you know that, but he looks different, has a different skin tone, eye color, hair color... No one notices unless they pay attention to him. Which they don't.
Background: He's always been here. Even when he dies and is stricken from the records, he shows up again. His real name is unknown, they all call him Redshirt because of his habit of being cannon fodder. Also, his riot gear is stained a dark red with his own blood. He retains his memories, but not his items, every time he "respawns."
Class: Security
Life:d6(Riot Suit)
Attack:d4 Melee(Security Baton), d6 Ranged(Security Rifle)
Stats:
Str:d6
Dex:d4
Spd:d6
End:d6
Will:d6
Kno:d4
Fate:d8
Skills:
Melee:d6
Guns:d6
Explosives:d4
Implants:d6
Mechanics:d4
Tech:d4
Medical:d4
Occult:d4
Speech:d4
Stats: Hasn't died yet! Currently fine.
Death Count: 0
Inventory:
Riot Gear (d6 Life)
Security Rifle (d6 Ranged)
3X Magazine (d6 Use)
Security Baton (d4 Melee)
O.E.B.M.I (Brain shocky thing)
Omni-Light (Flashlight)
Bionic Eyes (Super-Eyes)
Money: 0
Execute the 5-step plan!
Locate Benny.
Acquire card (by force if necessary).
Open door.
Profit.
Redshirt walks into lab 1, walks over to Benny, and promptly starts shoving his hands into Benny's pockets. Benny squirms and wiggles and shouts for a Lawyer to start filling out sexual harassment paperwork but despite this Redshirt manages to dig the red keycard out of Benny's pocket. Thus equiped, Redshirt heads back to the huge door and inserts the keycard. The door slides open slowly and with great effort, revealing a short hallway with another every large blast door at the end. The hallway is pure white and brightly lit, or at least thats how it used to be. Now there's blood and body parts everywhere in it, sprayed across the walls, floor and ceiling. The smell is enough to physically send Redshirt and Rezel staggering back a few steps when it hits them. There's no sign of anything dangerous but there is a faint mechanical noise, like servos moving.
Head to lab 1 and try to acquire some sort of souvenir from the dog-thing before it's incinerated (preferably a tooth), then start cleaning up the place. Loot the corpses before incinerating them, look out for any melee weapons. Also speak to the security guys.
"Security people, attention! You have baton! I need baton! Lend me baton, please!"
Name: Bob
Physical Description: Short, burly with thick black hair and beard.
Background: Bob was hit in the head as a child, and he grew up to be not a very bright person. He speaks only in broken, caveman-like sentences, but he has a warm heart and loves cleaning. When he saw Omnitech recruiting janitors, he escaped from his caretakers and applied for the job.
Life: d2
Attack: d2 punch
Stats:
Strength: d6
Dexterity: d4
Speed: d4
Endurance: d6
Will: d4
Knowledge: d4
Fate: d10
Skills:
Melee: d8
Guns: d4
Explosives: d4
Implants: d4
Mechanics: d4
Technology: d4
Medical: d4
Occult: d4
Speech: d4
Status:
Inventory:
OMNITECH Rubberized Jumpsuit
OMNITECH Incinerator
OMNITECH Arc Scraper
OMNITECH Automop
Money:0
Bob wanders into lab 1, an increasingly popular hobby these days, and pries loose a bit of sharp scale from the dead Scissor Head before the entire thing gets incinerated.
[4]
A quick search for something melee oriented returns nothing useful aside from, maybe some scalpels and other small knives.
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: d2
Attack: d4 OMNITECH Foam Gun
Stats:
Strength: d4
Dexterity: d6
Speed: d4
Endurance: d6
Will: d6
Knowledge: d8
Fate: d8
Skills:
Melee: d4
Guns: d6
Explosives: d4
Implants: d4
Mechanics: d6
Technology: d4
Medical: d4
[b]Occult: d4[/b]
Status: Absolutely terrified.
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
OMNITECH Grapple gun
Money: 200
Must've forgot to act. Huh.
I guess just....head to where the action is. Get to lab 1, wait for another dog-thing or similar catastrophe to come try to kill us and keep an eye on the environment sensor.
Harry is in lab 1. Don't question it. He just is.
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