"I ain't opening that door."
Step back through the open door and aim rifle towards the closes one.
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
A small ceramic bobblehead statue of a pug
Money: 0
"Sounds like someone's taking a shit in that room."
Open the door while keeping my rifle ready to shoot any hostiles inside.
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
FoF transponder
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
Get up with the other security and make ready for action
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
FoF marker
Money: 300
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
Things done so far:
Locked the outer door for safety, forgot to go unlock it for all the teammates trying to escape to the medical center
Helped a teammate out of the labs
Stopped a rather verbose ape in his tracks (possibly more out of surprise and terror than the actual ape-stopping qualities of containment foam)
Nearly died of shame
Well, crap. Nothing for it. Advance behind the other lunatics who are heading towards that suspicious noise and keep eyes on the ceiling and walls.
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.
Try to identify the sounds behind the door
[3]
Steve puts his ear to the door. He's pretty sure the sounds are coming from a woman and that she's either in pain, angry, or both. She's groaning and he can hear her moving about on the ground, rolling and kicking and squirming. He backs away and Benny carefully steps forward and opens the door. The room beyond is not that special. Its smaller than lab two, with four of those pod things in it, though these are different then the others. They're in a sort of golden tinged goo and the bodies and prosthetic within are all done up in a very artistic way. The one closest to the door is posed and dressed (if a piece of fabric covering her lower body can be called "Dressed") to look like the Venus de Milo but with prosthetic limbs replacing the traditionally missing arms. Display models, it seems.
There are two big support pillars in the main section of the room and a few work areas with executive sized chairs and executive sized desks and executive style "Simple yet elegant" show offy pens and desk toys. All the way in the back, in a small alcove, is a vending machine of prodigious size. 10 feet tall and maybe 15 or more feet wide, it appears to contain prosthetics. In the middle of the room, surrounded by the debris of thrown chairs and turned over desks, is a woman. She's curled in the fetal position and is apparently screaming through clenched teeth. The room's lights are flickering oddly. There is a smell of burnt hair and ozone.
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
"Ugh. Why does this keep happening? I think my gun hates me."
"That wasn't an excuse to loiter! Please leave!"
Thank Omni-God for my armor and shoot at the cat thing lying prone. Grumble grumble.
[5][3v6][5]
Jengo rolls onto his stomach and fires again at the cat thing. Rounds smack into it with bursts of odd fluid and...lint? Fluff? Fabric fragments? The creature jerks and twitches a bit as the shot strike home but it doesn't seem to really notice them.
"I'm not loitering, I'm on break! Now then, Pathos, just so you know, if you are one of the ones that die, I am not paying out the bet to you. Too much paperwork that way. Oh hey! I got this weird dart gun from the su- from the sanitation supplies. Want me to shoot him with it?"
Load a cartridge into the hypo spear and wave it around menacingly casually. Consider accidentally firing it at one of my colleagues, or even myself.
Edit - rummage around for some alcohol to toss to Pathos.
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.)
Jon sort of idly waves the hypospear at the cat-thing in a way that could be best described as sarcastically aggressive. Or aggressively sarcastic. As he does this, usually not even looking at the creature, he rummages around looking for alcohol.
[9]
He finds a bottle of rubbing alcohol in a cabinet and underhand tosses it right over the cat-thing and into Pathos' lap.
"Yeah good luck with that, I guess."
"Hey Jon, would you be a dear and throw me some alcohol?"
If I can get away with asking a quick question: Is this thing just a badly printed cat or is there something unnatural going on with it?
Is there anything flammable nearby? Like a bottle of alcohol or petrol and some way to make fire like a Bunsen burner or a lighter? If yes, throw said things with the intent of creating a barrier or burning the cat enough to scare it away from me.
If I don't find a lighter, then throw the flammable substance at the cat. It had to open wounds, so it will probably hurt it enough. And even if I miss maybe it will dislike the smell or the taste.
Otherwise: Run towards it, screaming and shooting. If it's just an animal, it will probably be intimidated. And if it's not... Maybe I can change direction and run away at the last second.
((Not the best plan but better than nothing. Dice don't fail me now!))
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
Hard to tell. Bad printing could cause all sorts of issues, including giant screaming angry thing issues. If this were lab 1 you'd be more inclined to believe there's some sort of HELL tomfoolery going on but as is...probably just a bad print.
A bottle of Alcohol lands in Pathos' lap so he immediately looks about for something to light it with
[3]
No burners, no lighters, no open electrical wires...but the lights overhead are incandecents. It might be possible, just possible, that if he threw the bottle into the lights that both would shatter and a spark might ignite the fluid. A long shot at best but...nothing else really stands out.
[2]
He hurls the bottle and much to his surprise it bounces off the plastic enclosure around the light and then onto the ground, harmlessly.
"ah...right...the bottle was plastic too. Hmm"
[4]
The cat thing lunges and Pathos moves, sliding so that the massive, irratically arranged claws sink into the linoleum behind him. The thing's blunk comes down on top of him though and he finds himself directly under the creature, pinned but also in a position that, thanks to its lack of back limbs, it can't reach. The two are basically tangled together in a great mass of bloody fabric.
"Thank you for the help, Lance, appreciated. Though he probably won't last very long like this, but we did all we can do.
HEY YOU, medic! Yes, the second one! Come over here and help me stabilize the ape.
Oh, and you guys in the hallway, be aware, I'm getting HELL particle readings from there. Whatever is making those, it ain't good."
If medic comes over to properly treat the ape, help with that if I can.
If not, tag along with the group into the hallway, but let one of the security guards go first. Goop any hostiles that present themselves. Try to use the scanner to analyze the sounds coming from behind that door to determine if it sounds human.
By the way, could we perhaps use that bioprinter to, I dunno, get some replacement blood for the ape? Or is the machine unsuited/too busted for that?
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: leg in cast, under some painkillers.
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
pack of gum, wallet with an omni-card and some children's photos
Money: 450
"It was totally dangerous! And aggressive! And dangerous! The last ape caught bullets and spoke Japanese, if I hadn't shot this one we might all have died! That wouldn't be good!"
Whine that my senseless murder was justified by more than blind fear, and since the other nearby areas are currently either filled with hell particles or near a giant man-eating cat monster, guard Spuds as he drags the ape away. By keeping the gun trained on the ape. From at least ten feet away.
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
Evacuate ye Ape. If there are any shenanigans between me and the exit, apply gun and/or baton as necessary.
Name: Spuds McKenzie.
Physical Description: Looks fairly generic except for thick cycling thighs.
Life: d8 Stimmed!
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 (1 with d6 use die, one with d4.) Loaded with a d6 use die magazine.
Generic Security Baton (d4)
electrical behavior modification implant
Omni-light
Box of five stims
Money: 550
Yagyu and Spuds carry the ape out of the room and out of the lab entirely, straight to the infirmary. Rezel tags along, complaining constantly to no one in particular that his blind murderous actions were completely justified and rational and honeslty if they don't understand that then they're just a freaking security risk and honestly who wouldn't be afraid of a giant talking monkey it was a very scary thing and it had nothing to do with a particular traumatic visit to a circus in which a baboon ate someone's face nothing at all to do with that or any hypothetical instance like that.
The people in the infirmary seem uncharactersitically worried about the ape. Immediately asking "Who shot Reginald!?"
"WHY WOULD YOU EVEN THROW A DOORKNOB AT SOMEONE?! IT'S VERY RUDE TO ASSAULT A MEDIC WITH A DOORKNOB YOU KNOW! YOU'RE COMING WITH ME, MAKE YOURSELF USEFUL BY HELPING ME CARRY HIM!"
Check pain levels and administer painkillers if necessary. Get up and drag both the medical mystery and mystery man to the infirmary.
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: In pain after being hit by a doorknob
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
Help drag the man with no door knobs to the infirmary before immediately dropping them up on entry
Name: Murphy Isadora Mays neeerer?
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
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: Chemically(I hope) Paralyzed| Burnt stubs for feet
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
Heather (+2 asprin) and
?? carry Kerberos to the infirmary where, after a short description of the spider thing, he is given a dose of antivenom and immediately regains his ability to move. His missing feet however, rather inhibit this ability to move. They offer a pair of robo feet for 200 Omni.
Edd sends a message to the team.
Hey guys,
I managed to get a usb that's some kind of key for unlocking the prostethic vending machine. So if anyone actually finds the thing, give me a holler.
Regards,
Eddrick
Sanitation Team
Loot some desks. If no loot is to be found, go in search of a mess to clean up.
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 ==> prostethic vending machine key
Box of OMNI Cigarettes
1 Optical computer mouse
Jeweler's loupe
A box of Q-tips
Notecard with some technical specs written on it
Prostethic limbs: 2 arms and 3 legs
Money: 150
[8]
Edd reaches into a large desk drawer and gropes blindly for goodies.
Something grabs his wrist.
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