barracks please.
You appear in the barracks. They're basically just a collection of beds and storage lockers and such. Currently someone is rifling through them looking for things to steal.
There doesn't seem to be anything physically hazardous nearby but that guy might be considered a moral hazard.
"Come now, you know what they say. It's not over till the tentacle demon screams."
See if Murder Pot is interested in betting on the number of deaths.
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, no helmet
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 (no helmet)
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
Strange worm thing
Murder-Hate Turret AI (in coffee maker)
Money: 495
Watch the carnage over Pathos' shoulder. Make sure hte4 angry coffee maker (hereby dubbed "Murder Pot") can watch too.
"No fair, really. A cheap trick. I'll hae to remeber it for later. Heh heh. Hey Murder Pot, cna you see the carnage on the screen well enough?"
cleaned up a lot of corpses
threw body parts at hostile creatures
poked a 3d printed murderfloof with an automatic mop
standard looting actions
carefully exaggerated the amount of time and effort his job required for pay purposes
took a long lunch with some of the gang at the titty bar
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)
Snacks:
"Chewy" bar
OMNI-Munch bar
OMNIGUM
Valuable:
Gold ring
Silver Necklace
OMNI currency card
Curiosity:
Stress ball
Small bag of what look like mouse bones
business card for "OMNI-FLESH Bar" (hole in the wall illicit titty bar)
Blackmail:
Nothing.
Money: 150 (+5 from Pathos.)
The murder pot, lacking any capacity to see, screams at you for trapping it in this eternal prison of sense derivation.
Leodandy and Naturegirl1999, We can spawn you both either in the barracks where you're relatively safe or right in the thick of things by Lab 3. Your choice.
Barracks for me, too.
Blake looks around. He sees relatively normal, safe things. Except for that creepy guy/thing sighing and going somewhere. He speaks to Lyra.
”oh, hi. What do you do? Do you know where we’re supposed to go?”
Name:Blake Hawthorne
Physical Description:a normal looking guy with short black hair. 5 foot 5, has no muscles.
Background: need money. No skills. Omnitech good.
Life: d6 Omnitech riot suit
Attack: d6 Generic security rifle
Stats:
strength:d4
Dexterity:d4
Speed:d6
Endurance:d8
Will:d4
Knowledge:d4
Fate:d6
Skills:
Melee:d6
Guns:d8
Explosives:d4
Implants:d4
Mechanics:d4
Status: (Any injuries you've sustained this mission. Resets each new mission)
Inventory:
Omnilight
Omnitech Riot suit
Omnitech Generic security rifle
3 magazines of generic ammo
Omnitech security baton
Omnitech electrical behavior modification chip
Omnicuffs
Money: 0
Barracks for you too eh? Good enough for me.
Return to the world of the conscious. Check my surroundings. Then, check that prostethic arm I picked up earlier again. Look for a serial number or a customer service phone number or something, now that I can give it a good lookover since it's not grabbing onto me anymore.
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
Prostethic arm with several small dome cameras studded along the length of the thing in strategic places like the palm and the elbow. Let go of my arm when asked
Money: 150
It was already revealed earlier that this is a "Handy boy" arm. It has a built in AI for being handy. Not sure if you heard it though. I just kind of let it slip in earlier narration so I suppose its no harm in telling you now.
Resume existing, stay in the back and shoot the tentacle monster.
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
Judging by the screams, guess we're not done. Sigh.
Go back to Lab 3. Don't stand farther forwards than anyone with a rifle. If I see anything weird, roll Occult on it and PM me the results.
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 x4
OMNITECH® Universal Containment Pod CONTAINING inert H.E.L.L. orb remnants
OMNITECH® Null-Rod
Bionic Eyes
FoF Thingie
Money: -500
Go back to the lab3 and see what everyone's doing and see if we're getting payed yet.
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
OMNITECH Handcuffs
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'm gonna count you guys as showing up right at the end of this turn, since you have to run here. What you show up to will be determined by what happens below.
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) x2 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.
remote control
schematics for the MR. HANDY.
Keep shooting the monsters
Back up and away from the monsters! Goop the one that is the biggest danger or that is still the most mobile.
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 (now d6)
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
Keep distance and kill that Monster. Focus on the wounded parts.
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 (d4 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
FoF Marker
Money: 0
Back way and keep shooting the possessed monster. Aim for the alien parts.
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 (not on person)
Health Insurance Policy
FoF marker
Money: 300
((You spawn in next turn, so give actions as if you're where you asked to be.))
Be the front line. Beat the monsters with my mighty stick. Whack them like I did the fat kids in middle school.
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:
Black Keycard
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
EMP Grenade
Money: 470
[s2,y4,j1,l5,sp5]
[y1,l3,sp3]
[6, 3, 2]
[4v6]
Steve, Yagyu and Lance all reduce their current magazine use die.
The team keeps shooting, though now that the creature is among them its actually far harder to draw a bead without also gunning down an ally. Steve shoots into the ground and Jack probably would have put a round straight into Spud's lower back if it weren't for his weapon jamming. Yagyu sprays another gout of goo onto the creature, forming a clump on its upper body but doing little to slow it down. Lance's shots are shallow and Spud's blows aren't only a bit better. The creature needs only one more solid strike to go down but they can't manage to deliver it. The creature swings a tentacle out in a wide arc and slaps Spuds dead center in the chest, sending him flying into the wall. Its not enough to seriously injure him but it knocks the wind out of him and sets stars to spinning in front of his eyes.
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