Name: Tara
Physical Description: A 4 foot 6 in tall female human with pale skin, brunette hair, and blue eyes who weighs 110 pounds. She is 15 years old.
Background: She was Lucy's younger sister. She would watch Lyra perform her experiments until she went to OMNITECH. When she learned of the deaths of her sisters, she joined here hoping to make the place safer
Life: d4
Attack: OMNITECH Foam Gun d3 doesn't do damage. When successful it immobilizes the target.multiple guns stack. Foam tank: d8
Stats:
Strength: d6
Dexterity: d6
Speed: d6
Endurance: d6
Will: d6
Knowledge: d10
Fate: d6
Skills:
Melee: d6
Guns: d6
Explosives: d4
Implants: d4
Mechanics: d4
Technology: d6
Medical: d6
Occult: d6
Speech: d8
Status: a few cuts
Inventory: OMNITECH isolation suit, OMNITECH Foam Gun, OMNITECH sealing kit, OMNITECH environmental hazard detector, OMNITECH “Porcelain” Ceramic knife(d6, breaks on 1) x2, Earplugs, Cognition Copier
Money: 347 OMNI
Map
Sight:blindfold
Smell:
Hearing:Earplugs
Taste:
Touch:
[3]
Tara quickly runs over to the door and proceeds to...kind of seal it? Eh it helps a bit. Still, what can you expect when its so bowed out like that?
I uh, would not recommend staying in the room they're breaking in at.
Aight, first figure out where they're busting in at so I don't accidentally cover my teammates in molten bakelite, if messing with the life support requires tech, grab Will or Pathos or someone who has doesn't have 1 in 4 chance of killing us all to do it.
EDIT: since my teammates have chosen to fend off a horde of potentially thousands who are being controlled by a memetohazard, just sit back and wait for them all to die I guess.
Name: Anya Sokolova
Physical Description: Wiry, roughly 6'4/193 cm tall, Anya cuts a striking figure compared to the diminutive height of most women at OMNITECH. Her nearly shoulder length blonde hair and blue eyes merely amplifies that affect
Background: born in some rural shithole in Novosibirsk, Anya worked on her parents farm, mainly fixing up their only tractor. She decided to join the Russian engineer troops to make something of herself. One... eventful career later, and she decided it be better to go to OMNITECH than the Hague. Sometimes she wonders if that was the good choice.
Class: Combat Engineer
Unused level points: 0
Life: d4
Attack: d4 generic personal sidearm/d4 monkey wrench
Stats:
Strength: d4
Dexterity: d8
Speed: d6
Endurance: d4
Will: d4
Knowledge: d4
Fate: d6
Skills:
Melee: d4
Guns: d6
Explosives: d4
Implants: d4
Mechanics: d12
Tech: d4
Medical: d4
Occult: d4
Status: vertical and breathing
Inventory:
OMNITECH red jumpsuit
Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 ranged)
GPS magazine ×3 (d4)
Omnitech Tool kit (2/3)
High visibility flares ×5
monkey wrench (d4)
Cognition copier
Earplugs (upgraded with TTS)
Blindfold
Noseplugs
Box O'socks
Dwarf bobblehead
Money: 89
Sight: blindfold readied for use
Smell: noseplugs
Hearing: TTS earplugs
Taste: uhhh
Touch: does the jumpsuit count?
Anya wanders into a room and closes a door, wedging it shut with a chair. She then hides under a desk and awaits the end of the upcoming slaughter.
1. (If I can do this without meta-gaming) Rush to the armory and grab a foam mine.
2. Get somebody with the right skills to set up the foam mine in front of the breachway. I won’t do it myself, since I’m likely to duck up.
3. Point my rifle at the door. If the Mine is set up AND it restrained the threat, then move to subdue the hostiles. If the Mine didn’t get placed, or didn’t work, then just shoot the hostiles. Aim for limb shot and avoid headshots, but don’t be too nice if it would mean fighting less effectively.
Name: Ji Fuchikoma
Physical Description:
A Short, Athletic, and Absolutely Stacked Girl, who has an uncanny resemblance to an anime character. She has pale freckled skin and, fiery red hair, and large ember green eyes. She as a pair of fox ears and a fox tail.
She is a Waifu-Bot based on a player avatar from the Waifu Assassins Guild series.
Tall, Skinny, Pale, Gaunt. Almost bald even though he can’t be older than 30. Patchy and scruffy stubble that goes all the way down his neck. His eyes aren’t soulless per se, but they have unnaturally white irises, and are filled with a certain, determination.
Background:
Once known as Woldo, a gamer who replaced his physical body with a android based on his famous video game avatar.
Stuart. He was always an odd child. He wanted to be skilled at killing people even as a small child. His parents were very wealthy, and very overprotective of him. Instead of getting him karate lessons or into sports, they got him the most state-of-the-art simulation entertainment system money could buy. He got good at what he did. By the time he was 10, he was the number one Waifu Assassins Guild IX player in the world. However, once he got old enough, it was time to get a job. And since he’s literally good for nothing else, and he fancies himself a killer, he decided to join the Omni-tech security crew.
Life: d6 OMNITECH Riot suit
Attack: d6 Generic Security Rifle/Baton
Life: d2
Attack: d4 pistol
Ammo:
Rifle (use d6)(3 magazines)
3 pistol mags (d4 use)
Stats:
Strength: d6
Dexterity: d6
Speed: d6
Endurance: d6
Will: d6
Knowledge: d6
Fate: d6
Skills:
Melee: d12
Guns: d12
Explosives: d4
Implants: d6
Mechanics: d4
Technology: d4
Medical: d4
Occult: d4
Speech: d4
Status: normal
Sight:.2fps-Robot
Smell:Deactivated-Robot
Hearing:Deactivated-Robot
Taste:Deactivated-Robot
Touch:All except feet (to sense vibrations) Deactivated
Inventory:
OMNITECH electrical behavior modification implant
OMNITECH Omni-light
OMNITECH Generic Security Baton
Brain Backup
Toot’s shock control
Money: 67
-400 debt
Suggestion: This is a conflict of attrition. Do not make our work harder by blocking our way. Do not diminish our resources by needlessly harming teammates.
Since my teammates want to cover the door and/or fight and/or incinerate the room, there's no point to me staying here. Make my way to the life support room and stand by to intervene if my teammates try anything stupid, like blocking our only way out of the section or killing everyone in a room before giving our teammates a chance to retreat.
EDIT: But first help with Ji's foam mine plan if I can.
Name: Pathos
Physical Description: A Chihuahua-sized robotic spider. It's entirely mechanical but has a very organic design to it. The mechanics are hidden inside an smooth exoskeleton of metal painted with a matte thin rubber that hides the joints and insulates it. Essentially imagine a giant tarantula but apparently made of hard rubber, a camera instead of a head, and mechanical manipulators instead of mandibles. It is painted a very dark grey, almost black, blending with the shadows.
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. Lost his original body in a freak shuttle accident.
Class: Senior Tech Officer (+200 OMNI per mission, built in computing cube)
Lead Demolitions Tech (+150 OMNI per mission, repairs will be deducted from paycheck)
Life: d4: Chihuahua-sized robospider
Attack: d4: Needle gun
Stats:
Strength: d4
Dexterity: d8
Speed: d8
Endurance: d4
Will: d4
Knowledge: d6
Fate: d6
Skills:
Melee: d4
Guns: d4
Explosives: d8
Implants: d4
Mechanics: d8
Technology: d12
Medical: d4
Occult: d4
Status: *excited spider noises*
Sight: 0.2 FPS
Smell: N/A is robot
Hearing: Speech-to-text-to-speech
Taste: N/A is robot
Touch: N/A is robot
Extra: Motion Sensor, Limited Omniscience
Inventory:
Universal connector (embedded in body)
Computing cube (embedded in rank)
-Text-to-speech earplug control
OMNITECH Thermite cutting charge (3d10 damage but concentrated, no splash, single use. Cuts through metal)
1 demo charge
Glowspray paint
OMNITECH Motion sensor
OMNITECH “Limited Omniscience” Sensor
Power cord
Money: 475
[2]
Pathos scurries out of hiding, takes the foam mine from Ji, and proceeds to place it very carefully in front of the door. What he forgets to do, however, is arm or activate it in any way. [1] Ji, who knows dick about bombs, actually thinks Pathos did an AMAZING job at placing the mine and repeatedly thanks the spider droid for his help. Thus "prepared" Ji takes position near the door while Pathos heads for the life support room.
Grab absolutely everything! Give a foam mine to someone with explosives skill, get them to set it up. Also, put on a blindfold.
”Is this even legal?”
Name: Toby Jackson
Physical Description:a normal looking guy with short black hair. 5 foot 5, has no muscles.
Background: need money. No skills. Omnitech good.
Life: d2
Attack: d4 Generic pistol or d8 tentacle
Stats:
strength:d4
Dexterity:d4
Speed:d6
Endurance:d4
Will:d6
Knowledge:d4
Fate:d12
Skills:
Melee:d4
Guns:d8
Explosives:d4
Implants:d4
Mechanics:d4
Occult: d10
Status: probably maybe a little insane.
Inventory:
OMNITECH Black Jumpsuit
Tentacle thing
OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 ranged attack) x3 Magazines (d4 use die)
OMNITECH Universal Containment Pod x5
OMNITECH Null-Rod
3 frag grenades
Blindfold
Earbud
Cologne
Cognition copier
Money: 276
Sight:blindfold
Smell:cologne blocking it
Hearing:earbuds
Taste:nope
OMNITECH Concealed Antibio razor
2. Nutrient Paste x10
3.OMNITECH Foam mine x3
4. OMNITECH Micromissile Marker
5. OMNITECH Voice manipulator
6. OMNITECH Military Grade Laser
Touch:nuh uh
Toby hands the foam mine off to Ji before...uh...standing around in the armory with arms full of high tech weaponry. Oh and he blind folds himself as well. I see nothing wrong with this.
Yeah, take up a position as far away from the door as can be taken while still being in line of sight, and when it opens just start popping heads. Ain't no time for pity or kindness, if somebody's mind-controlled, they die. And everyone who isn't on the team is definitely mind controlled.
Don't try to conserve ammo or anything, either. Wilfred bought a whole lot of ammo specifically so he could mindlessly spray it into anything that even vaugely justifies gaining some new holes. Don't stop shooting until the mag is dry, then reload and empty that one too.
...Don't let up on the psychorant, either. Scream continually about how Wil wishes all these idiots were Derp himself, so he could finally enjoy murdering the bastard.
Name: Wilfred Seven
Physical Description: He looks identical to Wil Wheaton. That's because he's an identical clone of Wil Wheaton; he actually can't even shave, or even change his hair or anything, it always grows back to the default form within a day. Scarrification might let Wilfred change his appearance, but he's not really up for that.
Background: He was batch manufactured along with nine other Wheaton clones, for use in some film that he's never heard of and was never involved with; only the three "best" clones were actually selected for use in the film, while the other seven--really, the other four, Wil Three survived less than a week--were sold to OMNITECH as cheap labor. Somehow, OMNITECH decided to hire Seven, rather than just enslave him, although he's not really sure what the difference is. Notably, Wilfred's flaw that disqualified him from being selected is that his mind is nothing like the famous actor, and he actually hates being compared to the man.
Class: Senior Xeno-Ambassador (+150 omni per mission)
Life: d6 Riot suit.
Attack: d6 Security Rifle, d4 secubaton melee
Stats:
Str d4
Dex d4
Spd d6
End d4
Wil d8
Kno d4
Fte d4
Skills:
Mel d6
Gun d12
Exp d4
Imp d4
Mec d4
Tec d10
Med d4
Occ d4
Spc d4
Status:
Inventory:
Advanced Cleaning Apparatus (4d4 ranged attack) and 3 magazines (d6,d6,d6) (Left at home)
OMNITECH Riot suit (d6 Life)
OMNITECH Generic Security Rifle (d6 ranged Attack) and 3 magazines (d8 (loaded), d8*11, d4, d0 use die)
OMNITECH Generic Security Baton (d4)
OMNITECH electrical behavior modification implant
OMNITECH Omni-light
OMNITECH Reasonable pair of Handcuffs
Cognition Copier (equipped)
Cat-sized woodlouse named "Rolly-Polly" (Left at home)
Money: -303, owed to loan shark.
Helpful things done on mission:
Shot up some screens and a speaker in the server room.
Sight: Functioning (blindfold readied)
Smell: Nose plugs.
Hearing: Pathos' text-to-speech earplugs
Taste: Cutting out one's tongue seems like too much. How are we gonna taste him without touching him, anyway?
Touch: Riot armor
Since apparently we are fighting here instead of using the integrated defensive measures, stand back as much as I can that is still in decent cover and, as soon as the door gives in, shoot foam gun at the threats most at the front to try and pin them down so that they'll block the way for any threats behind them. If things start to go south, try to drag teammates away from the room so the people in life support can use their tricks to slow down the attackers.
MOOK MAP CLICK HEREName: 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: d4
Attack: d6
Stats:Strength: d4
Dexterity: d4
Speed: d6
Endurance: d8
Will: d6
Knowledge: d6
Fate: d6
Skills:Melee: d4
Guns: d8
Explosives: d4
Implants: d4
Mechanics: d8
Technology: d6
Medical: d4
Occult: d4
Speech: d4
Sight: reduced refresh rate
Smell: no smell
Hearing: text to speech
Taste: no taste (hah!)
Touch: no touch beyond what's needed to stay upright I suppose
Status: okie dokie
Inventory:Modified goop thrower. Has 2 firing modes. Does no damage: if successful, target is immobilized. Multiple guns used in concert stack. Some targets immune. d8 use die
Standard [not in use]: d4 attack, regular use die usage.
OVERDRIVE [currently selected]: higher attack at the cost of increased use die usage. For every more powerful use, use die is rolled at disadvantage.
Current overdrive: d6
current goop tank: d8/d8 use die
3 spare goop tanks (all full)
a few mining explosives
Cutting/welding torch
1 unit of useful metal bits
Toolkit (3/3 charges)
computing cube
a large spool of synthetic cable
environment scanner
cognition copier
Money: 945
Elen's stuff:OMNITECH Green Jumpsuit
OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 attack) x2 Magazines (d4 use die)
OMNITECH Medical Kit (3 charges)
OMNITECH Stimulant (3 charges)
5 gallon container of extremely flammable fuel
4 gallon container of water
Lighter
OMNITECH Cognition Copier
Blindfold
OMNITECH Mental Purgant
Money: 200
1. (If I can do this without meta-gaming) Rush to the armory and grab a foam mine.
2. Get somebody with the right skills to set up the foam mine in front of the breachway. I won’t do it myself, since I’m likely to duck up.
3. Point my rifle at the door. If the Mine is set up AND it restrained the threat, then move to subdue the hostiles. If the Mine didn’t get placed, or didn’t work, then just shoot the hostiles. Aim for limb shot and avoid headshots, but don’t be too nice if it would mean fighting less effectively.
Name: Ji Fuchikoma
Physical Description:
A Short, Athletic, and Absolutely Stacked Girl, who has an uncanny resemblance to an anime character. She has pale freckled skin and, fiery red hair, and large ember green eyes. She as a pair of fox ears and a fox tail.
She is a Waifu-Bot based on a player avatar from the Waifu Assassins Guild series.
Tall, Skinny, Pale, Gaunt. Almost bald even though he can’t be older than 30. Patchy and scruffy stubble that goes all the way down his neck. His eyes aren’t soulless per se, but they have unnaturally white irises, and are filled with a certain, determination.
Background:
Once known as Woldo, a gamer who replaced his physical body with a android based on his famous video game avatar.
Stuart. He was always an odd child. He wanted to be skilled at killing people even as a small child. His parents were very wealthy, and very overprotective of him. Instead of getting him karate lessons or into sports, they got him the most state-of-the-art simulation entertainment system money could buy. He got good at what he did. By the time he was 10, he was the number one Waifu Assassins Guild IX player in the world. However, once he got old enough, it was time to get a job. And since he’s literally good for nothing else, and he fancies himself a killer, he decided to join the Omni-tech security crew.
Life: d6 OMNITECH Riot suit
Attack: d6 Generic Security Rifle/Baton
Life: d2
Attack: d4 pistol
Ammo:
Rifle (use d6)(3 magazines)
3 pistol mags (d4 use)
Stats:
Strength: d6
Dexterity: d6
Speed: d6
Endurance: d6
Will: d6
Knowledge: d6
Fate: d6
Skills:
Melee: d12
Guns: d12
Explosives: d4
Implants: d6
Mechanics: d4
Technology: d4
Medical: d4
Occult: d4
Speech: d4
Status: normal
Sight:.2fps-Robot
Smell:Deactivated-Robot
Hearing:Deactivated-Robot
Taste:Deactivated-Robot
Touch:All except feet (to sense vibrations) Deactivated
Inventory:
OMNITECH electrical behavior modification implant
OMNITECH Omni-light
OMNITECH Generic Security Baton
Brain Backup
Toot’s shock control
Money: 67
-400 debt
Hide behind my chair with my gun ready for when the door gives way.
Name: Burt Goldstine
Physical Description: Just like all things at OMNITECH he looks genetic.
Background: Being homeless sucked, so he got the first job he found.
Class: Combat Engineer
Life: d4
Attack: d4 Personal Sidearm / d2 desk lamp
Sight: Blindfold
Smell: Two bullets shoved in nose.
Hearing: Pathos' text-to-speed earbuds
Taste: Silly trashcan helmet?
Touch: OMNITECH Red Jumpsuit, Silly trashcan helmet
Stats:
Strength: d6
Dexterity: d6
Speed: d4
Endurance: d4
Will: d4
Knowledge: d6
Fate: d6
Skills:
Melee: d4
Guns: d6
Explosives: d4
Implants: d4
Mechanics: d8
Technology: d4
Medical: d4
Occult: d4
Speech: d4
Status: FINE
Inventory:
blindfold
ear plugs
Silly trashcan helmet
Pathos' text-to-speed earbuds
OMNITECH Red Jumpsuit
OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 ranged attack) x3 Magazines (d4 use die)
OMNITECH Tool kit (3 / 3)
High visibility flares x5
tiny mug with a flower on the side
A dwarf bobblehead
Money: 6
Name: Gabe Toots
Physical Description: Tall east Asian man with a stubble. Black hair with brown eyes, also wear glasses (basically a clone of the first Gabe in appearance)
Background: He going to be the mook that fills out the team and add firepower but, will most likely to die before the mission ends
Life: d6 OMNITECH Riot suit
Attack: d6 Generic Security Rifle (3 mags d6) and d4 OMNITECH generic security baton
Stats:
Strength: 1d6
Dexterity: 1d6
Speed: 1d4
Endurance: 1d6
Will: 1d4
Knowledge: 1d4
Fate: 1d4
Skills:
Melee: 1d8
Guns: 1d8
Explosives: 1d4
Implants: 1d4
Mechanics: 1d4
Technology: 1d4
Medical: 1d4
Occult: 1d4
Speech: 1d4
Status: piecewise pls don't hurt me
Inventory: OMNITECH electrical behaviour modification implant
OMNITECH Omni-light
Money: 0
Sight: An actual blindfold!
Hearing: TTS earplugs
Touch: none
Smell: none
Taste: none
I guess I lived longer than last time!
The banging continues unabated as the security team gathers round the door...or rather around a section of the hall with a view of the door about 100 feet back from it. Some of the...lets call them braver individuals decide to stand quite near the door and take on whatever is pounding through the solid metal with their glorified metal cudgels. The door bulges and strains until, with one final bash, the assailant comes through. It isn't a person, but a heavily modified industrial hovercart that has clearly been modified into a sort of battering ram. Rocket engines have been crudely attached to the rear and a wedge shaped ram welded to the front, though it is now partially caved in by the force needed to bash down the door. The ram screams down the hallway in a spray of sparks, grinding off the walls as it flies blindly forwards.
[3,4]
Burt, with surprising grace, pirouettes on his office chair, spinning out of the way of the ram and into a nearby room. Toots isn't as graceful; he dives into an office as well but straight into a desk and is immediately covered in a cascade of office detritus. The rest of the team, simply duck back into their cover and the ram flies past, eventually slamming into a far wall and then grinding its way into a corner and getting stuck, still on full burn.
Through the burst open door is another hall, just like this one. Three badly burned bodies are laying in that hall. Judging from the also badly burnt hall, they were scorched to death by the ram's rockets. Beyond them, also partially burnt but still standing, are a group of at least a half dozen other people. As soon as the ram has breeched the door they charge forward, utterly heedless of the weapons pointed at them.
[6][2][9][
24,3v2,2]
Yagyu sprays gloop at the running thralls but doesn't manage to actually stop any of them. A great deal of rounds rip down the hall at the half dozen mad combatants. Of them, two go down, injured but not dead, while the rest continue forwards inspite of new ventilation ports. Those at the far end of the hall have some distance and extra time while those closer - Toots, Burt, Tara -are immediately overrun.
[1,4v4,4] Two of the thralls leap onto Toots as he struggles to free himself from the wreckage of the desk. Through the liberal application of blind flailing and the protective nature of his armor, whatever they try to do to him proves ineffective.
[3,2v6] Burt is tackled by three more. They squirm across him, seeming trying to restrain him while also awkwardly smacking him.
[2, 2v2] Two chase after Tara and she goes running down the hall, barely escaping their gasping hands.
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