Go to the medbay and request installation of my Symbiote and a Voice Manipulator while they're at it. If they say they don't sell the Voice Manipulator, then go down to the vending machines and buy one from the Implant Vending Machine, walk back to the medbay and have it installed. Oh and buy a Shrieking Skull.
Also check if the Necromantic Instigator is currently available.
Also also check if ceiling guy wants to buy a shattered H.E.L.L. orb.
Also also also ask ceiling guy about collectables.
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. Symbiote
Money: 200
The professionals at the medbay happily install Clem's voice manipulator, however they are a bit flummoxed by the Symbiote. Data regarding such things is difficult to get since lab 1 was..."restructured". [11] Clem, now able to speak, tells them what it believes is the correct way to install the symbiote, which they follow.
The Necromantic Instigator is available and shrieking skull purchased.
He does, giving Clem 50 Omni for it.
The ceiling man, whose name is still unknown at this point, wonders if Clem is talking about buying or selling collectables.
Buy a Waifu bot, because nobody can tell me I can’t. Throw in the extra 12 Omni to make the bot an extra Thicc ninja catgirl. Name her KitKat. Have her follow me on the mission.
If I can get a full refund for my fireaxe, sell it and buy a claymore. Sell my FoF market to creepy guy.
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
[12]
The...OMNITECH Automaton Asian Market Edition...Honestly who writes this crap? Well Lance goes to the Item machine and selects number 69- Ok stop. I know I'm already here against my will, chained to this radiator, forced to narrate this literal excrement but threats of bodily harm can only motivate me so far. This is where I draw the line. I would rather sit around and read pornhub comments to my mother than this. They're honestly usually more civil and reasonable than this.
I don't know, maybe cloak it in some metaphors or imagery and not just ram it down their throats like a 17 year old on prom night.
...
Fine. Lance makes his selection from the item vending machine and is delivered a package roughly the size of a large suitcase, but made of metal with a large OMNITECH logo emblazoned on it. He opens the case and shields his eyes against the rush of compressed air that escapes from within. When he looks back there is a robot standing in front of him: its clearly feminine in shape, albeit very generically so, almost like an hourglass shaped vase of smooth aluminum. The faceless head is like that of an artist's wooden doll, just head shaped but lacking any features. A robotic voice from the case says.
"USER PREFERENCE INPUT REQUIRED"
"Uh...Thicc Ninja Catgirl!" Lance shouts after a moment of hesitation.
"INPUT ACCEPTED"
A long pair of metal rods extend up from the suitcase and begin to rotate around the robot, spraying on some sort of material that looks something like the stuff the goop throwers use. The process of building up the body takes maybe 2-3 minutes, in which the generic robotic form is built up into the desired thicc catgirl. Albeit maybe not quite the one Lance had in mind. She is thicc, no doubt, but also appears to be about 50% tabby cat. She's completely covered in fur, has the ears of a cat, along with the whiskers, nose and eyes, though her head is still human shaped. She has humanoid hands, though her fingers are short, with toe pads and retractable claws, but her feet are very catlike and her stance is like that of a cat standing on its hind legs. Her tail is proportionally large and fluffy, and she looks to have the oversized canines and swollen upper lip found in most cats.
Immediately after the process is complete she steps out of the suitcase as the rods retract and proceeds to stare directly at Lance with very large eyes. She then teeters and collapses to the ground with a thud, rolls around, squirms, and then leaps to feet and looks around the room as though in a panic. She screams a few incoherent syllables before sprinting out of the room and down the hall, tail puffed up and whipping around wildly.
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: d8
Skills:
Melee: d2
Guns: d6
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: 650 omni.
Personal Computing Cube.
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
calculator watche
FoF transponder
several packs of gum
pocket sized volume of Garfield cartoons
business card for "The Blue Smoke Lounge"
another Universal Communicator
Go to sell the wedding rings, two calculator watches, the keycards and the cigarettes.
Also buy OMNITECH Reactive Personal Shield generator (d8 protection but has d4 use die. Recharges between missions)
Price: 500 OMNI, OMNITECH Ear Plugs (Provides protection against loud noises and certain auditory effects)
Price: 5 OMNI
Steve gets 75 Omni for the lot of junk he sells and then buys a few new things.
"I understand. I suppose it's more fun when you can see the deaths for yourself. And influence the results." he added with a smug smile.
Pathos took an experimental sip from the strange drink, gagged and coughed a bit.
"Wow! This is horrible. I love it!" he commented before taking another sip, now a bit more prepared for its taste.
"Anyway. I heard HR's been looking for me. Would you happen to know anything about that? Could the perhaps have finally realised my superior skills and given me the promotion I deserve?"
"Or are they just going to complain about me not following some stupid rule or some other nonsense like that? Because I'm in no mood to argue with idiots. Both incidents had a problem standing right next to the door it came through. Shoving it through that door was the smartest and most efficient choice to protect our assigned facilities."
"I assume an experienced man such as yourself would know of ways to avoid such wastes of time, yes?"
Ask Bill if he has any idea about why HR is looking for me, something good or something bad. Also ask if he knows of any ways to avoid or reduce the ire of HR should they be displeased with me.
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: Senior Emergency Technician (+100 OMNI per mission)
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
a bottle of the finest Martian Fields ale
Money: 1230
"HR huh? The Human Recycling department, turning overhead into severed head." He laughs at his own terrible joke. "Whatcha do? Swear in front of the interns? Get a bit handsy? Dismember a mail clark and use them for spare parts? Use equipment you're not accredited on? 'Fire' some staff without filling out the proper paperwork?"
That shady guy looks shady, but probably has money. Hopefully. Sell 3 stims to shady guy. Offer black keycard, see if it's worth money.
Ask shady guy if he knows a contact for a ticket back home, this place is getting weird.
Name: Spuds McKenzie.
Class: Senior Security. (base pay, 600)
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 5 magazines (4 with d6 use die, one with d4.) Loaded with a d6 use die magazine.
Generic Security Baton (d4)
Bayonet. (d4)
EMP grenade, (d10, affects electronics)
Flashbang (d8, Stun)
Thermite Cutting Charge (d10)
Toolkit, 3 uses.
electrical behavior modification implant
Omni-light
Box of five stims
Money: 785
The Ceiling man offers 200 OMNI for the lot. When asked about tickets he responds that, despite the smell of urine and clear use of hard drugs, he is not a bus station.
Name: Lucy
Physical Description: A 5 foot tall female human with pale skin, brunette hair, and blue eyes who weighs 110 pounds. She is 20 years old.
Background: She was Lyra's older sister. She would watch Lyra perform her experiments until she went to OMNITECH. When she learned of Lyra's death, she asked to join, hoping she could help in her sister's absence
Life: d4
Attack: OMNITECH Foam Gun d4 doesn't do damage. When successful it immobilizes the target.multiple guns stack. Foam tank: d8
Stats:
Strength: d4
Dexterity: d4
Speed: d6
Endurance: d6
Will: d6
Knowledge: d10
Fate: d4
Skills:
Melee: d6
Guns: d6
Explosives: d4
Implants: d4
Mechanics: d4
Technology: d6
Medical: d6
Occult: d4
Speech: d8
Status: No Injuries
Inventory: OMNITECH isolation suit, OMNITECH Foam Gun, OMNITECH sealing kit, OMNITECH environmental hazard detector
Money: 0
Use the hazard detector and walk around to different rooms to find something. If what I find is hostile, run back to barracks and tell people what I find. If hazard is disease related find cleaning materials
[4] There are plenty of hazards around; asbestos, radiation, improperly stored explosives, powerful solvents, dangerously poor motivational posters, and weebs, just to name a few. However, none really rise to the level of hazard that a requires a full security detail to handle.
" Wait, wait, wait. You guys shot him? And he's fine with it? Wish my previous bosses were this nice. Also, how can an silver orangutan speak, and finally, why does the other ape speak Japanese?"
Ok. This is fine. Blake goes over and lies down, trying to understand what is happening.
Name: Blake Johnson
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: 300
Blake attempts to understand the situation. [6] He's pretty sure he's now working under a monkey in a robot hat.
Briskly stride up and attempt to shake the Anime Ape's forepaw after gently patting Reginald's shoulder. Due to some linguistic shenanigans, Jon is gonna misconstrue his or her name to be Yuri Anita. Say the following and attempt to drag our new bosses off to the titty bar.
"Hey, Reginald, glad you could make it. Yuri! How was Venus? Wait, did you say your name was Anita? Right, right, well Annie, did they fit you for an incinerator yet? I don't see a jumpsuit, but no worries, now worries, I'll lend you this space suit for now! Hey, you guys like drinking? We know a great little hole in the wall. Lots of naked guitarists and misanthropic coffee. Bartendres is adorable. You'll love it."
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!)
[4]
Ah! One of those...what are they called...Gentleman's clubs! I see, I see! Surely I would be "Game" as they say. However, we should really handle this urgent request for security before doing that. He holds up a printed sheet of paper with what might be an apologetic look on his face.
Then keep hold of the bobble head as a good luck charm then go have that arm installed. After the arm is installed, head to the barracks.
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 4 magazines (3 d6 use die, 1 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: 540
Done and Done.
It was an arm prosthethic and I got it from a corpse in Lab 1. Check how much I can sell the implant for, once it has been identified.
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
Ah, thats a concealed anti-bio razor arm. It can be sold for 200 omni.
"I have no items to sell or money to spend, I guess I'm gonna sit and wait for a mission or something."
Find a chair to sit in and wait for a mission to happen.
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
Burt sits on the edge of his bed and taps his foot, waiting for the faffing about to conclude.
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.
Allright, see if I can get/think up a mod to either cool down the reactor when it gets hot from using this function, and/or a mod that tells me when it starts getting dangerously hot so I can stop in time.
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
[5]
An external/auxillary cooling device that kicks in while in flame thrower mode might work.
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), d6 Fire Ax
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 x5, d4 OMNITECH Generic Security Baton, OMNITECH Man Zapper d6
Money: 575-340=235
Buy 3 rifle magazines for 90, a fire ax for 150, and a Man Zapper for 100. How many cartridges does it come with? Go to barracks
Only 1. They cost 10 each.
((I think the only things Rezel has shot at are those two orangutans. The only people Rezel has shot at during his career as security guard are now his bosses.))
Rezel giggles quietly when he sees his two new bosses, his incessant noise growing in intensity gradually as Reginald speaks. By the time the speech is finished, Rezel's giggles have devolved into a kind of excited sobbing sound, and he rushes away as fast as he can.
He will buy a space suit, and a reactive energy shield, then wear both.
((I'll sell Rezel's riot armor (d6 armor) for... 60 OMNI. Which is a steal, considering the inferior reactive fabric cape is 350. I specifically want to sell it so I can buy a bayonet, glowstuff, and a flashbang.))
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: d8 (d4 use die)
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 Reactive Personal Shield generator (d8 health, d4 use die, worn)
Space Suit (Environmental protection, worn)
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
(Not worn) OMNITECH Riot suit (d6 Life)
Money: 50
Rezel has a very Rezel like breakdown before running off to do some consumerist therapy by spending a lot of money.
We have the next mission ready, just head to the barracks when you're ready to go.
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