"Ha! I knew it." Pathos exclaimed in response to the sound of the sweet music of the auto turrets.
"I bet on four deaths, you see." Pathos explained with a conspiratorial tone.
"Anyway, let me get that door for you before one of them reaches the inner lab 3 door."
Spoof my ID so that I appear to have the right credentials to open the door and let the good doctor leave this place.
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: Smug
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 hears the high speed end of at least one crew member and decides that waiting for the right person to come open this door is a fool's errand.
[6]
He spoofs the correct credentials using his computing cube and gets the door open within half a minute. Bill, still admiring the watch, gives Pathos a salute as he walks out.
"Many thanks good buddy. Best of luck with-" Here the autoturrets fire again and drown him out for a moment, "All of that jazz."
And with that Bill walks away from the entire situation.
Leave lab 1, back to the entry chamber. Let the wounded evacuate, but dearly remind everyone to use the decontamination stuff first.
At that point, outta my hands.
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 untangles himself and runs into the decontamination area only to find that Bill has already left. Spuds yells at Pathos about proper decontamination procedures and Pathos responds by insinuating that Spuds is just jealous that he won't get a raise.
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
"Thank you Steve! My buddy! My ally! My friend. I owe you one. But not one that puts me in debt or something like that crazy lady wanted to do."
Untangle myself from overzealous incinerator man (with as many firm but steady shoves as needed!) and distance myself from any dirty gun grabbing teammates with greedy glints in their eyes. If I can stand, do it.
Jengo, injured but mobile, scuttles like a sick crab away from the apparently literal clusterfuck and the ghoulish grave robbing "teammates", eventually getting to an intact counter and using it to pull himself up onto his feet.
"Okay, okay! We in Sanitation have a code of conduct: If it's too much work, let someone else do it. Get off me, I have snacks to -
Jon glances toward the break room, his grin faltering slightly.
"Really? Aw, come on, man. Wh- who did that? Why?"
Disengage from the dog pile and mope off. Halfheartedly rifle through the remains of the Lab 1 desks for snacks, then head toward Lab 2 to do the same.
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.)
Purchase this map for the low low price of 50 credits in the DLC shop! Now also part of a DLC pack featuring Janitorial stickers, the new "viscera splattered" skin, and an exclusive Mop Buddy Glyph
Honestly, you try to incinerate one living teammate and everyone gets so gosh darn bitter. Jon gets off Jengo and starts rifling the desks dejectedly.
[5]
He finds a package of 8 mini-donuts and a metal flask that is mysteriously full of creamcheese frosting.
"I'm disgusted. And intrigued."
He pockets the goods before heading towards lab 2. Unlike lab 1 this place has a security door and its keycard locked.
"Thank you Lance! You best man. No worry, I keep baton safe."
Try to make a necklace with the Scissor Head scale, then go to lab 3 and start cleaning. If I see any sign of the thing which made the mess, run away very fast.
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: d4 OMNITECH Generic Security Baton
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
OMNITECH Generic Security Baton (from Lance)
Scissor head scale
Money:0
Missed me, although it's probably for the better as I didn't get shot to pieces.
Bob makes a necklace out of the demon bits and then heads towards lab 3. He makes it to the big outer doors and looks in to see several teammates in various states of dead and dying.
[2]
Bob stands outside the door, rather torn. There is gore to clean....but also it seems like the thing that made the gore might still be in there. Maybe invisible? Hmmmm.
"Gah! What is this?! My hair."
Sit down in a corner and ppick the resin out of hair
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
[2]
Murphy starts trying to pull resin out of his hair. Some small bits come easily but other pieces are...well...hopelessly stuck.
"Hey lance I got something for you."
Turn on the second Universal Communicator I have and load the FoF program on it then give it to Lance, then take my red keycard back from Redshirt's body, and hit Redshirt with my baton if he tries anything.
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
blue keycard
green keycard
Medkit
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
[1]
Benny pulls out the universal communicator and presses the button for the FOF program. Its only a moment after doing this that he realizes two things. First, he has pulled out the first communicator. Second, he has toggled the program he was running off instead of activating it.
[5]
Luckily Benny has the reactions and common sense to immediately dive straight back out of the room, narrowly avoiding a burst of gunfire as he does so.
Don’t. Move.
“I guess that’s why they say ‘teamwork makes the dream work’”
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/ d6 Fire-axe
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
Lance stays perfectly, perfectly still. Luckily his armor also hides his breathing.
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: Probably dead.
Death Count: 0.5 (unconfirmed)
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
On a scale of "barely alive" to "dead on sight" how dead am I right now. I might still be repairable?
You're somewhere in the "Organ harvesters are wheeling the coolers into the room and checking their watches" range.
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.
OMNITECH® Universal Containment Pod x 5
OMNITECH® Null-Rod
Remind everyone to not use the decontamination stuff because is faulty and almost killed Clem.
Then try to drag Clem into the infirmary again, Let someone else drag Jengo If they want to.
Steve, seeing that the door is open, carries the now much shorter Clem out of the labs and over to the infirmary. He does stop momentarily to stick an "Out of order: Machine potentially murderous" sign on the decon chamber before leaving though.
At this point, readers, I would be curious to know if Clem has insurance.
"That didn't sound good!"
Ready my rifle then follow Jon into Lab 2.
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
Artificial Right Arm
Money: 0
Jack joins Jon and also finds himself stymied by a gosh darn key card reader. He gives the door several kicks but it doesn't open.
"Gah! What is this?! My hair."
Murphy sighed as he stepped out of the shower, energized and ready to start the day. Rifling through a drawer with one hand, trying to find a towel, he raised his other up to his bald head to rub some of the moisture away before it could roll down into his eyes.
"Gah!" he shouted, his hand meeting something terrible mere inches above his eyebrows. He quickly retracted his other hand from the drawer, bringing both to his temples, feeling the hundreds--no, thousands--of thin bristly tendrils worming their way out of his once smooth and flawless skin. "What is this?!" he shrieked in panic, as he wheeled around the bathroom while grasping at the keratinous growths extruding from his flesh.
Moments later, he accidentally crashed into the sink, coming face to face with the bathroom mirror, and his panic to dawning horror as he realised what the moist yet rough substance truly was. "My hair."
Start checking every room that isn't lab 3, to make sure there's no monsters set to ambush us while we get torn apart by murderous automated turrets.
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
Rezel quickly finds that in terms of places to check out, there are really only three left: Lab 2, Lab 3, and a maintenance passage in the lab 1 and 2 antechamber. Lab 2 and the passage are keycard locked (Though the passage also accepts technician and janitor credentials) and lab 3 is...well not a very nice looking place at the moment.
For the record, I have a communicator with the FoF identifier and it is on.
That said, goto the place where people got shot and, assuming the turrets don't shoot me when I get near or when I touch one of the wounded, drag them out of lab 3 and out of the firing line. Once evacuated, stop people from bleeding out with the sticky goop (same stipulations as before). Should I manage to stabilize them like that, drag them to the infirmary (or to wherever there are medics) if necessary.
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 Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 ranged attack) x3 Magazines (d4 use die)
OMNITECH Sealing Tool (D4 use die)
OMNITECH Environmental Scanner
universal communicator
Money: 450
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
Go unlock the entry door so casualties can be evacuated. If anyone needs help in getting out of the door, help them.
"From the sound of it, either our job just got easier or some bumbling idiots got themselves killed."
Untangle myself from the dog pile, surgically remove the prosthethic from the corpse the scissor head was gnawing on and pocket it. Head to the entrance of Lab 3 and provide medical treatment with the medkit to whoever needs it.
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
[9] Heather pockets the implant for later identification.
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 a magazines(d6 use die)
- OMNITECH Generic Security Baton (d4 melee attack)
- OMNITECH electrical behavior modification implant
- OMNITECH Omni-light
Money: 0
"That's the sound of a pair of turrets firing! I should go check that out!"
Wiggle Wiggle my way out of this pile of limbs and wiggle towards the entrance of Lab 3.
"Might need a janitor over in the break room." Edward attempts to communicate on his universal communicator before remembering it's broken so he just shouts it loudly. "NEED A JANITOR OVER IN THE BREAK ROOM!"
Edward decides now is a good time to load up the FoF on one or more of his various computery things then go follow the commotion, filming it with camcorder in hand.
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 competent.
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
[?]
Ed loads the program up .
Yagyu, Harry, Heather, Kerberos, and Ed all run over to lab 3's entry chamber and get a good eyeful of the carnage. Yagyu, with a working FoF program, drags Lance and Redshirt out of the room. Lance gets up and dusts himself off with an exclamation about how close that was while Heather gets to work on Redshirt. [9] His guts are a lost cause so she basically just clamps them off, cleans things up as best she can to prevent him from going into septic shock in the next five minutes, makes sure the abdominal aorta is still getting blood to his lower body and then packs the cavity with foam to prevent anymore bleeding.
Harry helps carry Redshirt to the infirmary where they drop him in the pile with Clem. I don't suppose he has insurance?
Oh and of course Ed videotapes absolutely everything while giving a running commentary. "LOOK AT THE BOOOOONES!"
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