File a complaint against the mystery man for assaulting a medic in the middle of a medical operation, then head towards Lab 2.
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Background: Heather signed up after her license was revoked due to unethical conduct, she may enjoy seeing blood and being able to shoot others a little too much.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: On aspirin
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
Considering the paperwork nightmare that is required to file a complaint about assault with home goods, Heather just writes "ASSHOLE" on a sticky note and slaps it onto the Mystery Man's forehead. She then heads back and makes it to lab 2.
"That guy." Point at twitchy. "Reggie going to live, doc?"
Offload the ape and then proceed back to the mission area. Pick up as many wayward players as possible on the way back.
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
The doctors say they will do their best.
Spuds leaves the ape for the doctors before heading back to the mission area, dragging the mystery man with him.
Rezel quietly giggles when Spuds points at him, his eyes flicking from side to side frantically in search of an escape. When he finds none, he immediately sets to making excuses "At least I didn't kill him! If he didn't want to get shot he shouldn't have been a giant screaming ape ripping open big metal doors in a lab that's full of corpses and monsters and literally Hell! When security comes, you stand back and put your hands up, you don't come charging at us while yelling! Especially not if you're a giant monkey!"
Make a bunch of excuses, then hastily follow Spuds back out before anyone can poke any holes in said excuses. Firmly ignore Spuds if he's the one to poke the holes.
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 makes several expressive gestures, shouts something about the reasonably of homicide, then runs away from the dirty looks of the doctors. He follows Spuds back to the labs.
Edd freezes for second, then tries to keep the grabbed arm very still while keeping his incinerator at the ready.
"Ooooooohkaaaaay. Nice whateverisgrabbingmywrist. I'm not gonna hurt you. I'm not Dangerous. I'm just gonna slowly pull my arm out of this drawer in a second. Please don't start eating me."
Step 1: Slowly, carefully, nonthreateningly start pulling my arm out of the drawer
Step 2: Once I get visual on what it is that grabbed my arm, try to identify it
Step X, which overrides all other steps: If the thing suddenly starts attacking my arm or other parts, attempt to get it off.
Step X-2: If no amount fo flailing, slamming against hard surfaces or other cajoling manages to get the attacking thing off, attempt to suck it up with my incinerator backpack nozzle
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
You slowly withdraw your arm and find...a prosthetic limb holding your wrist.
Well...that's not too bad.
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.
She is obviously possessed let an occult guy deal with this while keeping away.
Wait we don't have Occult guys? Let security shoot her then.
"She's probably filled with alien or demon babies, best put her down."
Shoot the woman in the head everything.
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
“I really do wish there was something I could do, but this is above my pay grade.”
Circle around and make sure nothing nasty is hiding somewhere else in the room. If anything seems hostile, liberate its insides from its outside via machine gun.
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
Hold Benny's gun to keep him from firing, because I'm totally with that group.
Also observe the room with my metal eyes and occult expertise.
Clem points angrily back towards the main room, which contains a perfectly functional decontamination machine that they may as well use to kill the crazy woman, rather than shoot her and probably let something dreadful out in the process.
"M̨͈̬͈̺̭̘̝m̘͉̩͎̳͕̝̀p͡h̟͔̪̼!̷͓͉͇̯͕̠̪"
Name: "Clem"
Physical Description: Extremely scarred and mutilated, with numerous life-support implants jutting out of its flesh at strange angles. Most of its head is replaced by what appears to be a generic gas mask combined with random technological scraps. Does not speak.
Background: "Clem" is apparently what remains of an employee after extensive trauma and extranatural influence. Details are classified. It seems to want to keep working for omnitech, so its contract has been renewed.
Life: d2
Attack: d4 (OMNITECH® Generic™ Personal Sidearm)
Stats:
Strength: d4
Dexterity: d4
Speed: d8
Endurance: d4
Will: d4
Knowledge: d4
Fate: d6
Skills:
Melee: d4
Guns: d4
Explosives: d4
Implants: d8
Mechanics: d4
Technology: d4
Medical: d4
Occult: d12
Speech: d4
Status: Perfectly "Intact"
Inventory:
OMNITECH® Black Jumpsuit
OMNITECH® Generic™ Personal Sidearm (d4 ranged attack)
OMNITECH® Generic™ Sidearm Magazines x3 (d4 use die)
OMNITECH® Universal Containment Pod x5
OMNITECH® Null-Rod
Bionic Eyes
Money: -500
Keep watch from the torn open door. If something hostile comes out of the room the others went in, shoot it.
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
Steve hangs back and Lance moves in, circling around the room and keeping an eye open for any sort of dangerous or odd things. He finds one about halfway around the room; it looks almost like a glass orb thats been smashed. It has a very organic look to it, like natural volcanic glass or something along those lines. The ground near it is scorched as well.
Benny immediately raises his gun to put a decisive end to the lady but Clem, now half the...whatever...it used to be, slaps the gun up and makes a strange, impatient noise at Benny. [8] Clem stares at the lady for several seconds. Clem then suddenly scrabbles forward on its robotic legs, clearly not quite use to them yet, and then points at the broken ball that Lance found. Clem points first to the ball then to the lady before attempting to make what looks like a scary pac-man shadow puppets. This is followed by hand gestures for handcuffs and what is either a goo sprayer or a flame thrower. Clem finishes by pointing at the gun Benny is clearly itching to use and making a cross with its arms and shaking its head no.
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
Uh... Bullets no working... Uh... Scramble over there and grab it by the tail-thing that links it to the printer! If it has a greater reaction to that, start ripping it up and shooting it and stuff. If it doesn't seem to care, use it to try to pull the thing off Pathos so he can get away.
"Geddouttadere!!!"
[2]
Jengo scrambles off the ground and runs forward, grabbing the cat thing by the trailing spinal cord and trying to yank it backwards off of Pathos. The creature definately notices his efforts but it has surprising strength for a half formed abomination and drags Jengo along behind it. He leans against the pull but his boots slide along the ground with a very unpleasant squeaking noise.
"Here, kitty kitty kitty. Puss puss puss. cat cat cat. puss puss."
Toss some random shinies toward the catthing. Maybe aim at the wall a short distance from it's head.
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.)
[11]
Jon search around for a moment before finding what looks like a jar of glitter in one of the undamaged cabinets. The label says "Thermal insulation particulate" but whatever, its sparkly.
[3]
He unscrews the top and tosses it over the cat thing and into the far wall. As the bottle flies it disgorges a massive cloud of glittering fragments so small and light that they seem to practically hang in mid air like food coloring in water, drifting in slow patterns. The stuff completely coats the cat thing and rears back, gnashing its mishappen mouth at the stuff in apparent confusion.
Dial myself, crank the volume of my communicator to full and use the feedback screech to scare the cat away.
If I can't do that, just... Do what I can and hope things work out, I guess.
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: Concentrating
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
[2][3]
Pathos isn't fast enough (Mentally or physically apparently) to take advantage of Jon's distraction and his attempt to scare the creature off doesn't even seem to register. Mostly because the communicator just gives a busy signal when he calls himself.
Return to the lab we were investigating.
If I come across the misprinted cat situation, try to glue it to the floor with sticky goop. If it's still on top of a teammate, try to carefully goop just the cat then (sticking its limbs together).
If not, then sticky any hostiles in that room, or just scan the corpses of what remains (don't getg close though if not 100% sure it is down and out).
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
[1]
Yagyu runs into the room, sees the situation, immediately fumbles with his sprayer and proceeds to fire a big glob directly onto his feet. He pitches forward with a swear as his feet are immediately glued to the ground, but only gets so far as an extreme "Smooth Criminal" lean before he rebounds backwards and ends up on his back with his feet still firmly stuck to the ground.
Author
Topic: MOOK: Such sights to see (Read 491352 times)