Head back to the barracks. I wanna meet up with our old friend as soon as possible.
"Bets! Y'all start betting on what kind of mission we're gonna have next, how big a disaster it will be, and how many of us die during the mission! Buy in is low, payout is probable!"
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:
Sanitation Engine
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
d10 Strength
d4 Dexterity
d4 Speed
d6 Endurance
d6 Will
d4 Knowledge
d12 Fate
d4 Melee
d4 Guns
d4 Explosives
d8 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:
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: 818 (AKA not Enough for an Advanced Cleaning Apparatus!)
Head to the barracks. Ask Pathos about the worm
Rezel slowly sneaks into debriefing (?) after the others enter, trying not to look suspicious. He giggles quietly, then writes down his mission accomplishments:
>Did not die.
>Did not irreparably fuck anything up.
(Guns to d12, Will to d8)
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 d8
Kno d4
Fte d6
Skills:
Mel d6
Gun d12
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
OMNITECH Reasonable pair of Handcuffs
Health insurance card.
FoF Thingamajig
Money: 300
"I guess I got to go to the barracks."
Go to the barracks.
Name: Burt Smith
Physical Description: A large bald man covered in tattoos.
Background: Just out of prison with no were else to turn he got a job at OMNITECH.
Class: Security
Life: d6 OMNITECH Riot suit
Attack: d6 Security Rifle, mag d6/ d4 Security Baton
Stats:
Strength: d6
Dexterity: d4
Speed: d6
Endurance: d4
Will: d4
Knowledge: d4
Fate: d8
Skills:
Melee: d6
Guns: Pistols, d6
Explosives: d6
Implants: d4
Mechanics: d4
Technology: d4
Medical: d4
Occult: d4
Speech: d4
Status: Fine
Inventory:
OMNITECH Riot suit (d6 Life)
OMNITECH Generic Security Rifle (d6 ranged Attack) and 3 magazines (d6 use die)
OMNITECH Generic Security Baton (d4 melee attack)
OMNITECH electrical behavior modification implant
OMNITECH Omni-light
Money: 0
go to the barracks! and buy the insurance.
"I am Blake Johnson, mildly useful security guard."
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: blake's alright.
Inventory:
Omnilight
Omnitech Riot suit
Omnitech Generic security rifle
3 magazines of generic ammo
Omnitech security baton
Omnitech electrical behavior modification chip
Omnicuffs
Money: 500
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 (d6 use),
d6 Fire Ax
Stats:Strength: d6
Dexterity: d6
Speed:d6
Endurance: d6
Will: d4
Knowledge: d4
Fate: d6
Skills:Melee: d8
Guns: d6
Explosives: d4
Implants: d4
Mechanics: d4
Technology: d4
Medical: d4
Occult: d4
Speech: D6
Status: Bitchin' ass robo feet for feet.
Inventory:
- OMNITECH Riot suit (d6 Life)
- OMNITECH Generic Security Rifle (d6 ranged Attack) and 3 magazines(d6 use die)
- OMNITECH Generic Security Baton (d4 melee attack)
- OMNITECH electrical behavior modification implant
- OMNITECH Omni-light
Money: 160
Buy me a pair of robofeet for 200 (As stated in this post.), 3 generic security rifle magazines for 90, and a fire ax for 150.
Test out my robo feet by running full bore to the barracks, in the most threatening and hazardous manner possible.
(Rezel gets 550 Omni)
(Some guy whose name I can only imagine is "Sheet" due to the spoiler and lack of name within, gets his insurance)
(Kerberos gets his robofeet and various other items. His robofeet function a lot like normal feet, but more metally and he doesn't need shoes)
Back in the barracks a pair of familiar faces await. Well actually they're only familiar to...Jon, Rezel and Kerberos, to the rest of the people there these odd figures are completely new. The first is Reginald, the silver furred Orangutan like ape in a mechanical exoskeleton that a certain cowardly security man shot some time ago. His fur is somewhat patchy from having to cut out goo and surgically remove bullets. The second is the more -at first glance-normal looking orangutan which was lovingly dubbed the "Anime Ape". It is currently striking a very difficult to describe pose that looks like something you might see if you took a picture of someone mid ballet dance, all twisted and bent backwards with its arms artfully splayed.
Well hello my friends! Reginald says, albeit through the use of his brain helmet's synthesized voice as opposed to his actual one
I can't say our first meeting went well, but I can forgive it. Times were tense of course and I'm sure no harm was meant. However, I do think it is wise that we impliment a few changes in how situations like that are handled in the future, just for the good of the department, you understand. That is why I and Mr... He looks at the Anime Ape and gestures for him to speak.
あなたの言いたいことがわかりません...Yes, well. Why myself and my college here have been made your direct supervisors. 白猿は話しすぎます。From now on we're going to have complete control over this security unit, including its supplies, missions, housing, and policies. And we have big changes in mind, jolly big changes. You need not worry about your futures any longer! Ha ha! I've taken the liberty of getting several more vending machines installed down the hall and even hired a questionable fellow who says he'll pay for unused items and what he called "collectables". I don't know what he means but he seems the class of man that you working types would get along with.
Ah but before I forget, I have a card here from the higher ups. They say that... He carefully reads a small piece of paper
The one named Spuds has been promoted to Senior Security, and the one called...Pathos? What names you lot have, ha ha. Well this Pathos fellow has been promoted to Senior Technitian. Both come with a 100 Omni per mission raise! Very nice indeed. You should tell them, if you see them. Follow a few of the others to the Flesh Bar, to, as they say, "hang out".
Clem taps Pathos on the shoulder and makes a quizzical murmur, indicating the unknown worm organism.
Inspect the "worm thing" that Pathos apparently found. What is it, and is it usable?
Name: "Clem"
Physical Description: Extremely scarred and mutilated, with numerous life-support implants jutting out of its flesh at strange angles. It's entire lower body has been replaced with new machinery, which is oddly orderly compared to the mess of flesh and metal making up its upper body. 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: d10
Endurance: d4
Will: d4
Knowledge: d4
Fate: d6
Skills:
Melee: d4
Guns: d6
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
Unknown H.E.L.L. Organism
Money: 200
[3]
Clem believes that this worm is a symbiote. How to use it or what that means is utterly beyond the lump of paranoid pasti-flesh on robolegs.
I don't appear in the list of payments.
Name: Steve
Physical Description: Generic caucasian male
Background: Steve passed his university exams, Steve 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 (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)
2 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.
OMNITECH Generic Security Rifle (d6 ranged Attack) X3 magazines (d6 use die)
OMNITECH Generic Security Baton (d4 melee attack)
OMNITECH Omni-light
OMNITECH Handcuffs
Universal Communicator
red keycard
2 blue keycards
green keycard
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
Fate to d8 and guns to d6.
Found red keycard and map of the labs
Carried Clem to the infirmary after preventing his dead.
Saved Jengo life
Put an "Out of order: Machine potentially murderous" sign on the decon chamber.
Healed Yagyu d'Aubigny broken leg
Found a black keycard
Shoot a monster (without effect)
Escaped imploding lab.
650 OMNI.
"Good luck to them." Pathos murmured as he dismissed the notification about HR looking for him.
"Bill! Already here, I see. You sure are a quick bastard."
Pathos went up to Bill and took a seat next to him.
"You can thank my pal Jon for sniffing out this place. Janitors sure know how to find gems in deep dark corners. And he's one of the best. He's got that mix of 'bare minimum' work ethic combined with selfishness and misanthropy. Plus a love for burning things and capturing interesting creatures. A man after my own heart."
Pathos waved to Jon as he went away.
"We even have a betting pool going on. Betting on number of deaths, how things will be screwed up, that sort of thing. I can deal you in, if you're interested." he added before turning to the bartender to order a drink.
"I'll have what he's having."
Order a drink. See if Bill would be interested in the betting pool.
((I have more I want to say, but I think it's best I take it one post at a time.))
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: d8
Skills:
Melee: d4
Guns: d4
Explosives: d8
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
Murder-Hate Turret AI (in coffee maker)
4 Hellfire bombs
Money: 1230
"Oh an interesting offer to be sure, but one I will decline. I bet on death often, but in a different way, if you understand." He giggles a bit.
The bartender hands Pathos a duplicate of Bill's drink and Bill motions for her to put it on his tab. She nods and returns to polishing a glass. Pathos takes a sip and the drink tastes of artificial raspberry, sugar, citrus, and absurdly strong alcohol.
Go to the infirmary and see if someone there can help me with identifying the implant.
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: d8
Skills:
Melee: d4
Guns: d6
Explosives: d4
Implants: d6
Mechanics: d4
Technology: d4
Medical: d12
Occult: d4
Speech: d4
Status: Fine
Inventory:
OMNITECH Green Jumpsuit
OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 attack) x4 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: 1250
You'll have to remind me what it looks like and where you got it.
Level to dex and mechanics.
Go shopping. Sell off a 3-pack of stims. Look for some fancy loads for the generic rifle as well.
Toolkit, 3 use, 200.
2 rifle magazines (d6 use die), 60
Bayonet, 60 (d4, auto melee attack)
EMP grenade, 100 (d10, affects electronics)
Thermite cutting charge, 75 (d10)
Flashbang, 40 (d8, stun)
Name: Spuds McKenzie.
Physical Description: Looks fairly generic except for thick cycling thighs.
Life: d6
Attack: d6 rifle, d4 melee
Stats
Str d6
Dex d6
Speed d6
End d6
Will d4
Kno d4
Fate d4
Skills:
Mel d8
Gun d6
Exp d6
Imp d4
Mec d6
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
Money: 785 (after shopping.)
[2]
Sell? To who? The vending machine? Gonna shove it in the slot and hope it spits out money? Ye madman.
As per fancy loads, I ain't got none made up yet so...go suggest some on the document so I can get them made.
Go sell the bobblehead if it's worth any money, but two new magazines for 60 to replace the one use magazine and the partially empty one, then go see about having the artificial arm examined before seeing how much it would cost to have it replace my current arm.
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: d6
Speed: d4
Endurance: d4
Will: d4
Knowledge: d6
Fate: d6
Skills:
Melee: d6
Guns: d6
Explosives: d4
Implants: d4
Mechanics: d6
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: 600
Again, selling to a vending machine?
You can have implants implanted for free.
Bought.
Buy a Waifu bot, because nobody can tell me I can’t. Slip the clerk the extra 12 Omni to make the bot an extra Thicc ninja catgirl. Name her KitKat. Have her follow me on the mission.
Oh, also! See if I can trade my fireaxe for a claymore!
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 (3 magazines)
Mini-cannon (3 magazines)
Stats:
Strength: d4
Dexterity: d4
Speed: d6
Endurance: d6
Will: d4
Knowledge: d4
Fate: d12
Skills:
Melee: d6
Guns: d12
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: 900
[8]
You wander off near the barracks and find several vending machines in a small room nearby. Looks like Weapons, Ammo, Implants, and Items, all in one convenient place! It even comes complete with a strange man wrapped in garbage and medical biohazard bags who leers out of the air vent in the roof and whispers to you that he wants your items.
Yay, drinking on the job!
How much for a spare goop thrower tank?
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: okie dokie
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
Riot suit (d6 Life) (not worn)
universal communicator
pack of gum, wallet with an omni-card and some children's photos
Money: 1342
30.
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 (d6 use die), d4 OMNITECH Generic Security Baton
Stats:
Strength: d6
Dexterity: d6
Speed: d6
Endurance: d6
Will: d4
Knowledge: d6
Fate: d6
Skills:
Melee: d6
Guns: d8
Explosives: d4
Implants: d4
Mechanics: d4
Technology: d4
Medical: d4
Occult: d4
Speech: d4
Status: Recently treated self inflicted gunshot, just accidentally electrocuted. Twisted ankle now.
Inventory: OMNITECH Riot Suit, OMNITECH Generic Security Rifle, OMNITECH Generic Security Baton, OMNITECH electrical behavior modification implant, OMNITECH Omni-light, HAND CUFFS BRAND SPANKIN NEW HAND CUFFS WOOOOOOOO BABY SECURITY STAFF ROCKS, Generic Security Rifle Magazine x2
Money: 575
Leveling Fate and Guns. Can't find price for generic security rifle, where that?
Not listed currently, 300 for the rifle 30 for the ammo.
The discription of the janitor's incinerator backpack mentions that: "Can also be set to spray flame, though doing so is technically against regulations and highly dangerous." Do I know what exactly makes it dangerous? If not, try and figure it out. I want to try and come up with a modification that turns this danger down to acceptable levels and turn it into an usable weapon.
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: d8
Fate: d8
Skills:
Melee: d4
Guns: d6
Explosives: d4
Implants: d4
Mechanics: d8
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: 750
The discription of the janitor's incinerator backpack mentions that: "Can also be set to spray flame, though doing so is technically against regulations and highly dangerous." Do I know what exactly makes it dangerous? If not, try and figure it out. I want to try and come up with a modification that turns this danger down to acceptable levels and turn it into an usable weapon.
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: d8
Fate: d8
Skills:
Melee: d4
Guns: d6
Explosives: d4
Implants: d4
Mechanics: d8
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: 750
The reason it is dangerous is because you're basically forcing the mechanism to function in reverse which can result in the reactor overheating and melting down in a rather explosive way if its overused.
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Topic: MOOK: Such sights to see (Read 494222 times)