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: Recently treated self inflicted gunshot, just accidentally electrocuted.
Inventory: OMNITECH Riot Suit, OMNITECH Generic Security Rifle, OMNITECH Generic Security Baton, OMNITECH electrical behavior modification implant, OMNITECH Omni-light,
Money: 0
Channel positive energy towards my injured brother. Yes! Yes! Yes! You can win! You feel great! You! Can! Do! This!
"And if you can't do it, at least wait for me to come over there so we can fuse. I have a pool table in here~~~"
Try to get this thing off my face! Throw it away from me and fill it with hot lead!
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
OMNITECH Generic Security Baton
Health Insurance Policy
Money: 300
lewd.
[1v3][6v4]
The spider continues to scrabble its sharp legs off Lance's helmet, chittering and screeching all the while. Lance pulls on it, grabbing its long legs and yanking, but can't get it off.
Run to lab2, if I'm stuck in lab3 shoot the maggot man until it dies.
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
2 blue keycards
green keycard
Medkit
2 wedding rings
3 calculator watches
2 FoF transponders
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
Benny, suddenly motivated towards unknown ends, sprints towards lab 2 now that lab 3 has been resealed. He makes it to the room leading to lab 1 and 2 and finds Lance currently fighting with an oversized crab. That or he's in the midst of some sort of xeno lover mating ritual.
[3]
No thats definitely not a mating ritual. Or at least not a consensual one.
[5v3]
"NO MEANS NO, ALIEN SCUM!" Benny screams as he rips the spider from Lance's face and tosses it to the ground.
[9, 4v1]
Lance, now free of his spidery foe, immediately fires on the critter before it can right itself and run off. The big rounds from the security rifle tear the spider thing into several twitching chunks.
Shoot the spider from the side, make sure I don't accidentally shoot Lance instead. Check up on Lance and Kerberos once the spider is dead.
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) x5 Magazines (d4 use die)
OMNITECH Medical Kit (2 charges)
OMNITECH Stimulant (3 charges)
Unidentified implant
FoF marker
OMNITECH Toolkit (3 charges)
Box of 5 High Visibility Flares
Spare generic personal sidearm
Money: 500
Heather stamps on the remaining chunks. Just for good measure and all.
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 (2 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.
can I go with the one screaming for a medic without walking in the turret?
If yes go to help him.
If not search for a FoF identifier maybe my companions left something unlooted around.
[8]
Be healed by this angel of medicine.
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
Steve handles the shoulder quite easily, popping it back into place and making sure it works before moving on to the leg. The leg is definitely broken so after a good dose of pain killers (for the patient, not for him....well maybe one for him) he twists the leg around and uses an instant setting cast to immobilize it. Its basically a solid cast from hip down to ankle rendering Yagyu hilariously peg legged.
Step back and admire my 'handiwork' in lab one for a moment. Feel smug satisfaction at a half-assed job well done. Any blood or body parts left in Lab one? If not, go to the anteroom and dispose of blood and body parts. Ignore Heather, Lance, and the headcrab. Poke Kerberos and attempt to determine if he is mostly alive or mostly dead. IF I think he is mostly alive, drag him out the airlock and dump him in the entrance foyer. If I think he is mostly dead, well, what are portable thermonulcear backpacks for anyway? Catching ghosts? Of course not, tehy are for violent destruction and callous murder. Proceed appropriately.
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)
8 mini donuts and a can of creamed cheese.
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
Jon wanders into the anteroom and walks straight past the three people stomping on the dead alien demon thing. He squats down over Kerberos and pokes him several times. Hmm.
[1]
Yeah he's probably dead. I mean he's not moving and thats clearly a sign of being dead. Do dead men move? No. Do living men not move? Surely they do. So this man must be dead.
Jon starts feeding Kerberos into the incinerator. Feet first this time. Not out of any sort of lingering doubt; just because thats how the body is arranged right now and Jon isn't gonna expend any more effort than nessicary.
"Oh, a bobble head Don't mind if I do."
Take the bobble head then knock on the Admin door. If no one answers try to at least get the card panel open if no one has the right key card.
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 takes the bobble head and bobbles on over to the Admin door. He knocks several times. For a moment theres silence and then something knocks back. It knocks back very very hard. The door rattles and rings with dozens of blows and Jack can hear all manner of noises from within. Not friendly noises.
Edward picks up his cube and runs away, to behind at least 1 or preferably 2 more bulkheads.
Then he plugs it back in and attempts to hack one of the autoturrets to manual control mode. He does not shoot 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: 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)
Might have a FoF program loaded on computing cube
Money: 0
Ed jogs off all the way to lab one, waves to the man who is on the floor muttering something about "Nail guns", and plugs in from there.
[1]
Uh....well the turrets aren't under Ed's control. Whose control they're under is hard to say because Ed can't access them any more. Every time he tries the limited AI of the guns just quotes Harlen Ellison at him.
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
Harry proceeds back into the mess, searching for more casualties to evacuate, because these are a monstrous class of threats and thus do not fall under his job description. Also, HAZMAT gear is, sadly, not normally known for its resistance to attempted evisceration.
Lab 03 is defintely no go for violence avoidant HMRC members and people who like not being chucked, so Harry goes off in search of a new place to explore. The antechamber room for lab 1 and 2 has nothing but corpses, people spitting onto a dead alien, and a janitor disposing of a corpse(?) so he moves on. Lab 1 is empty and clean at this point, though something is printing in the bioprinter and it sounds...annoyed. Hmm. Some guy is staring at a computing cube with clear apprehension and some other guy...Jenga was it?...is laying on the ground muttering that he should have dodged. Hmmm.
Lab 2 has no one to evacuate either, though something is pounding very hard from inside the admin section. Maybe it needs evacuating?
Panic, scream, and get that thing off! If it resists, shoot it until it ceases to resist, then shoot it a bit more just in case. Then run away, towards lab 2.
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 shoves the hooting man thing off him and dives under a desk in lab too. The hooting man thing just stands there and mimes....eating a sandwich? Uh. Frankly reader not even I'm sure what he's doing.
Drop off and scapper off towards something shiny to play with
"EGH!? BLAGH! NAHGHHG!"
Name: Murphy Isadora Mays Eugh?
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
Communication has broken down. This guy, whoever he is, scampers off and proceeds to crawl into the supply room and start batting at a bag of metal doorknobs. Why there is a bag of doorknobs in that closet I cannot for the life of me say. All the doors around here are electronic sliding doors. Its very odd.
Add the stims to my inventory. If the door to the admin section fails to be opened, try to force it.
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
Box of six stims
Money: 550
Spuds grabs the stims and then heads for the door.
[4]
He looks at the door for a moment and then decides that...opening it is a bad idea. Best if it just stays closed. Forever.
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
Status: In Surgery
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: -450 (Medical Debt)
He considered. The last mission wasn't that bad, and paid 500. So if this one involved actual danger.. "Do it. I get the feeling there's things to shoot in that lab I came from. Hazard pay, baby..."
They replace the missing skin and flesh from where the bullets blew through along with all the organs that got blasted out or destroyed. Outwardly it doesn't look so bad since all the damage is hidden by the jumpsuit. Just big slab of fake skin hexes across the belly. Also now whenever you pee or poop it plays a little jingle.
grab the prostethic limbs, then observe as spuds tries to brute force the admin door. Also look around if I don't see a computer/terminal here I can use the login and password that I found earlier on.
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
USB memory stick
Box of OMNI Cigarettes
1 Optical computer mouse
Jeweler's loupe
A box of Q-tips
Notecard with some technical specs written on it
Money: 150
There are computers here, or at least terminals built into the wall. They're all playing synced screensavers of a little "OMNI" logo bouncing around the screen. Edd tries the login and password he found and they work. It boots to a desktop with a lot of random files on it.
If this printer is meant to print molecules, then does it even have enough 'ink' to print a cat? Or am I going to have to go searching for a refill?
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
Seems to be working so far. In fact something in there is already making noises.
Not really...meows...but noises
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