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[syvarris]

"There it is again!  You keep using the name Derp's thralls use!  And threats of violence, and manipulation, too!  Keep digging that hole, drone, I'll gut you and Derp just the same!"

Wilfred edges over to Gabe as he shouts, keeping his rifle trained on Leslie's cover.  He delivers a sharp kick to Burt's shoulder when he gets close enough.  "C'mon man, what's wrong?  You okay?"

"...Did you do this, you fucking thrall?!  You were attempting to clear out the security team, one by one, weren't you?!  Bastard!" He fires a shot over the top of the cover.  "Fuck!  Gabe, damn it--fine!  If you aren't enthralled, toss your gun out of cover, and come fix Gabe!  But don't you fucking try anything, you won't find us easy prey when we're watching.

Yell at Leslie to fix Gabe, telling her to drop that silenced peashooter of hers too.  If she attacks Wilfred, shoot her, but... well, attacking Gabe might be okay.  Medicine looks like that sometimes, and she should get a chance at least.

Spoiler: Sheet (click to show/hide)

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 10 magazines (d6 (loaded), d8*9, d4, d0*3 use die)
OMNITECH Generic Security Baton (d4)
OMNITECH electrical behavior modification implant
OMNITECH Omni-light
OMNITECH Reasonable pair of Handcuffs

Toby's Military-grade laser (d6 ranged attack, chargable up to d20) with one depleted battery.

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.  And probably a bunch of other rooms.
Killed a bunch of thralls who were assaulting teammates.
Maybe helped finish off the psychic that ambushed the team.
Reactivated Sector Q's power, then locked all the exits just before realizing Q's Hell Portal was left active, just without power.
Shot some of the demons that were released in sector Q.
Melted a giant statue of the company founder that was being telekinetically flung at the team, before it could even kill anyone!  Will leave out who the statue depicted when he reports this.
Accused Leslie of being a mind-controlled thrall and attempted to shoot her.

Code: [Select]

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

[King Zultan]

"Why did they train an alligator to be a mechanic?"
Search the lab for any loot and maybe a blindfold or something.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: Billy Bob
Physical Description: One ugly looking bastard.
Background: A hobo that stopped being homeless and got a job.
Class: Combat Engineer
Life: d4
Attack: d4 Personal Sidearm

Sight: Nothing
Smell: Nothing
Hearing: Nothing
Taste: Nothing
Touch: OMNITECH Red Jumpsuit

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:
 OMNITECH Red Jumpsuit
 OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 ranged attack) x3 Magazines (d4 use die)
 OMNITECH Tool kit (3 / 3)
 High visibility flares x5
 Zip tie
Money: 0

[Radio Controlled]

Turn on the jammer, unless a teammate requests me to wait.

Help ensure Gabe doesn't choke if nobody else does.

If the Gabe situation is under control, then carefully sneak over to the door to sector I, using scanner along the way to avoid ambushes or traps. Once there, weld the door to sector I shut.

"Will, stop harassing the new meat please. Also, building this jammer here took all of my creative juices it seems, so if you want that adaptor you'll have to figure out the needed parts yourself I'm afraid."

Spoiler: Yagyu d'Aubigny (click to show/hide)

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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: d4
Attack: d8

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: partially caved in metal head

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: d8
   current goop tank: d8/d8 use die

2 spare goop tanks (all full)
1 empty goop tank
a few mining explosives (1 used for killing the psychic)
Cutting/welding torch
1 unit of useful metal bits
Toolkit (3/3 charges)
computing cube
a large spool of synthetic cable
environment scanner
syringe with a bit of mystery fluid
full syringes with viruses
2x earpiece of thrall
bodyparts, enough for full body (to be collected at the end of the mission)
signal jammer parts
syringe with tranquilizer
ziptie

cognition copier
Money: 945


Elen's stuff:
OMNITECH Green Jumpsuit
OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 attack) x2 Magazines (d4 use die)
OMNITECH Medical Kit (1 charges)
OMNITECH Stimulant (3 charges)
5 gallon container of extremely flammable fuel, currently has 4 gallons
4 gallon container of water
Lighter => maybe destroyed?
OMNITECH Cognition Copier
Blindfold
OMNITECH Mental Purgant
Money: 200

Burt's stuff
 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 (2 / 3)
 High visibility flares x4
 tiny mug with a flower on the side
 A dwarf bobblehead
Money: 6

Anya's stuff
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
Glowspray paint
Earplugs (upgraded with TTS)
Blindfold
Noseplugs
Box O'socks
Box O'tacks
Bunch O'smart drugs
Pneumatic Cable Cutter
Money: 89

[Ozarck]

Bob does not like the cold. Bob will 'Fix' that cooler. There's a couple handy corpses nearby to use as tools. The water in here is too shallow for Bob to determine properly if the other Bob can swim or not, so he ignores that question, as well as whatever that other person was saying. Bob is slightly disappointed at the lack of incoming raw chicken, but there are a couple handy corpses nearby (and some ... 'pre-corpses' walking around) to make up for it. Eat some corpse, is what I'm saying here.

Spoiler: Can We Fix It? (click to show/hide)

Name: Bob the Biter
Physical Description: Your basic primal swamp dinosaur. With a yellow hard hat.
Background: Who knows? The Company discovered that he has a knack for fixing ... things, and he hasn't eaten anyone important enough to care about yet. Somehow, some joker from the sanitation department got him on the payroll. He was there for quite a while before the beaurocrats found out and moved him to the engineering payroll.

Life: d4
Attack: d4 (Bite)

Stats:
Strength: d4 (d10)
Dexterity: d6
Speed: d4
Endurance: d4
Will: d4
Knowledge: d4
Fate: d4

Skills:
Melee: d4
Guns: d4
Explosives: d4
Implants: d4
Mechanics: d6 (d10)
Technology: d4
Medical: d4
Occult: d4


Status: Bitey
Inventory:OMNITECH Red Jumpsuit. Shredded bits of this are found in various points around Al's body.
OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 ranged attack) x3 Magazines (d4 use die) strapped to the end of his tail 
OMNITECH Tool kit (3 charges. Expend one to gain advantage on a repair or modify roll) strapped in a harness around his torso
Box of 5 high visibility flares. Ironically, tehse are very inconspicuously stored, somewhere.
Money: 0

[Naturegirl1999]

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

 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
OMNITECH “Porcelain” Ceramic knife(d6, breaks on 1)
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, holding breath underwater
Inventory: OMNITECH isolation suit, OMNITECH Foam Gun, OMNITECH sealing kit, OMNITECH environmental hazard detector, OMNITECH “Porcelain” Ceramic knife(d6, breaks on 1), Earplugs, Cognition Copier, plate of barbecue ribs, Tranquilizer syringe
Money: 347 OMNI
Sight:blindfold
Smell: Isolation Suit
Hearing:Earplugs
Taste:Isolation Suit
Touch:Human Flesh Gloves, Isolation Suit

Search the lab for anything useful. While everything might be waterlogged, containers will still be helpful and can be filled with more things when needed. Also take some of the fish corpses that aren’t getting eaten

[The Lupanian]

if Gabe dies, take his rifle, baton, and armor.

Otherwise continue to roll along the murderball

Spoiler: Ji (click to show/hide)

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 rifle x3mags

d6 Generic Security Rifle/Baton

Ammo:
Rifle (use d6)(3 magazines)
2 pistol mags (use d4)

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: Right arm and both legs are arms, left arm is a leg.
Sight: 0.2 FPS
Smell:Deactivated-Robot
Hearing:Deactivated-Robot
Taste:Deactivated-Robot
Touch:Germ Suit

Inventory:
OMNITECH electrical behavior modification implant
OMNITECH Omni-light
OMNITECH Generic Security Baton
Brain Backup
Toot’s shock control
Tranquilizer syringe
Germ suit
Large Zip-ties
Cafeteria Gift card


Money: 67
-400 debt

[ANGRY_DEMON_NOISES]

Kenneth will look for a weapon, maybe an experimental big gun created by some egghead. Kenneth likes big guns.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: Kenneth
Physical Description: A 6'4 man always seen wearing his trusty OMNITECH riot guard helmet, no one knows what lies beneath it due to him using it for twenty-four hours, not even things like showering or cleaning off the accumulated blood from beating protestors property invaders and workers in the sweatshops facilities that are totally up to snuff will make him remove his trusty friend.

Background: Kenneth dreamed of being a tool for the establishment since he was in the womb, every day from dawn till dusk he would prepare himself by beating up his brother with jumper cables for not doing all chores, while in college he arrested his entire class for not standing up to the pledge, he even turned his father over to the McPolice for violating the NAP by stepping 0.6 centimeters into the property of the glorious Megacorp chain of restaurants.

Needless to say, he was pretty flipping happy as frick when he joined the heckish monster of a corporation known as Omnitech.

Life:d6 OMNITECH Riot suit
Attack: d6 Generic Security Rifle/ d4 OMNITECH generic security baton

Stats:
Strength: d8
Dexterity: d4
Speed: d4
Endurance: d8
Will: d4
Knowledge: d4
Fate: d4

Skills:
Melee: d6
Guns: d8
Explosives: d4
Implants:d4
Mechanics: d4
Technology: d4
Medical: d4
Occult: d4
Speech: d4

Status: Heck Yeah!
Inventory:
OMNITECH electrical behavior modification implant
OMNITECH Omni-light
Money: 0
Sight: Nope
Hearing: Nada
Touch: none
Smell: none
Taste: none

[Leodanny]

Go back and do the thing that helps people choke less to Gabe . Grab some corpses to feed bob with, while I’m at it. Also use my thinking skills to find out what happened in the sector, after looting it.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

 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  x2
4. OMNITECH Micromissile Marker
5. OMNITECH Voice manipulator
6. OMNITECH military grade laserWill’s got it

[AbstractTraitorHero]

"There it is again!  You keep using the name Derp's thralls use!  And threats of violence, and manipulation, too!  Keep digging that hole, drone, I'll gut you and Derp just the same!"

Wilfred edges over to Gabe as he shouts, keeping his rifle trained on Leslie's cover.  He delivers a sharp kick to Burt's shoulder when he gets close enough.  "C'mon man, what's wrong?  You okay?"

"...Did you do this, you fucking thrall?!  You were attempting to clear out the security team, one by one, weren't you?!  Bastard!" He fires a shot over the top of the cover.  "Fuck!  Gabe, damn it--fine!  If you aren't enthralled, toss your gun out of cover, and come fix Gabe!  But don't you fucking try anything, you won't find us easy prey when we're watching.

Yell at Leslie to fix Gabe, telling her to drop that silenced peashooter of hers too.  If she attacks Wilfred, shoot her, but... well, attacking Gabe might be okay.  Medicine looks like that sometimes, and she should get a chance at least.

Spoiler: I love you Omnitech! (click to show/hide)

Name:Leslie Omnitech©
Physical Description:

Miss Omnitech stands at a rather tall 6ft0, with brown eyes and light autumn hair. Her skin is a light white and overall she certainly exudes a friendly appearance, when not wearing the signature jumpsuit and boots and gloves of the public relations department of course!

Her hand is currently bloody and her jumpsuit smeared with blood!

Background:Leslie was orphaned at a tender young age. Due to an omnitech facility in a "completely unforeseeable accident." Finding the local community had a distinct lack of parents after the completely unforeseeable and not at all completely intentional accident. Leslie grew up given the surname Omnitech©, fed propaganda her whole life, her memories of the incident wiped by mental trauma, otherwise known as The Memory Eradicator. That left her a thoroughly unintelligent and firm loyalist of Omnitech!

Her minuscule brain groomed from a young age, Leslie truly believes that Omnitech is the best corporation, nay the best sovereign entity in the world, and is ready to fight tooth and nail, whether through contracts and verbal negotiations or her more preferred method, physical and ballistic negotiations!

"Hail Omnitech!"

Life:D4, her jumpsuit while very "businessy", doesn't provide any real protection~
Attack:D4 OMNITECH Gauss Mini-cannon, she thinks it's wicked awesome!

Sight: Blindfold on once she enters the room!
Smell: Nothing
Hearing: Nothing
Taste: Nothing
Touch: Executive Jumpsuit!

Stats:
Strength:D8, Surprisingly strong, perhaps offputtingly so.
Dexterity:D4, A bit of a klutz.
Speed:D4, Her lack of intellect shows in her reactions just as well.
Endurance:D4, Tires easily it seems, a frequenter of colds.
Will: D6, Omnitech gives her strength, hones what tiny intellect she possesses.
Knowledge:D4,High school degree obviously forged.
Fate:D6,Still alive, but still employed at Omnitech.

Skills:
Melee:D6, Likes to pistolwhip people, sometimes likes to punch people who insult omnitech, her surprisingly considerable strength helps with this.
Guns:D6, Has some practice in, several janitorial staff terminated from said practice.
Explosives:D4, Pulled grenade pin once, told a small child to catch, still doesn't understand why they blew up.
Implants:D4, Never touched em, hopes to one day!
Mechanics:D4, Tried to fix local radio, mechanics couldn't figure out how she broke it so badly.
Technology:D4, She...shes got this, totally!
Medical:D4, "Bandages go inside the wound right?"
Occult:D4, "What's an occult?"
Speech:D6, "Why hello! It's great to meet you, I'm Leslie, I've heard you have some problems with Omnitech? Heres how you're mistaken!"

Status:Fit as a fiddle! A Clueless moron and lifelong lover of Omnitech who's a bit covered in blood.
Inventory: 

Executive Jumpsuit

OMNITECH Gauss Mini-cannon (d4 ranged attack) x3 magazines (use die 4) (Silent)

OMNITECH Memory Eradicator

OMNITECH Contract Notebook

Syringe with Tranqualizer

Blindfold

Ziptie

Clump of circulotory system

Omnitech Earplugs

Money:Just pocket lint.

Leslie's face twists and turns, a nose scrunching up, Omnitech© regulation length eyebrows knitting together on her brow. The thump-thump of a heart-pounding in their head. A hand slowly rolling through knotted up hair until finally. It clicks within the dull brain of a drone, of the misunderstanding before her, a smile beaming slowly across.

A hand dusting themselves off, Leslie lets her cheerful voice, that light disturbing thing ring out from around the corner. Only faintly holding a hint of an apologetic tone.

"Faithful Omnitech employee, Mr.Wilfred, I apologize for the mislabelling of the asset to be retrieved. I am indeed not a thrall to the entity that we both collectively shall call Derp. I apologize sincerely for the improper use of terminology. This faithful employee shall endeavor to follow Omnitech security's instructions for the safety of us all."

Miss Omnitech places her weapon on the floor and moves to try to force Gabe to spit out whatever he is choking on.

[Parisbre56]

Angry spider noises at Yagyu's direction. Don't turn on that jammer. I'm in the middle negotiating here.

I am a man of my word. Though you interest me as to your alternative; what is it you purpose?

Keep talking: "Our primary objective is to capture you alive and return you to OMNITECH custody. However, failing that, our employer will find your termination and the preservation of this facility an acceptable alternative, as long as your termination is deemed accidental and/or unavoidable."

"Frankly, you seem like a... well, not good, but OK-ish person. Not really evil, just a bit of a dick that likes to have fun. On the other hand, most of the people in this company are incompetent, terrible or both.  You had this ability all this time and all you did was found a sex cult. If someone like OMNI managed to get your abilities, even if they don't destroy the world with their incompetence, they are very likely to use it against me. So as a matter of self-preservation, I would prefer to deny them any further chances of studying you."

"I have two options for your consideration. One is to use a cognition copier to transfer your consciousness to another body and present your 'corpse' to OMNITECH while you join our security team taking the pace of one of our dead teammates. If you don't like our little group you can always disappear later; this research complex is quite large, after all. The second is to use the Phase Gate present in this facility to attempt to transport you somewhere else. Neither is an easy option but perhaps you will consider them better than being recaptured. I could also attempt to stage an 'accidental' release after we retrieve you but I can't guarantee your safety from my more paranoid teammates or the automated defence systems."

Spoiler: Pathos: Senior Tech Officer (click to show/hide)

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)
Glowspray paint
OMNITECH Motion sensor
OMNITECH “Limited Omniscience” Sensor
Power cord

Money: 475

[m1895]

Gabe hears a quiet, almost imperceptible "It should have been yooouu"

[piecewise]

Make choking noises and gestures for help and regret my life choices.

Spoiler: Gabe Toots, fucking choking to death. (click to show/hide)

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) (Currently lost) 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: Fucking choking to death
Inventory: OMNITECH electrical behaviour modification implant
OMNITECH Omni-light
Rusty signpost
Money: 0
Sight: An actual blindfold!
Hearing: TTS earplugs
Touch: none
Smell: none
Taste: none
I guess I lived longer than last time!

"There it is again!  You keep using the name Derp's thralls use!  And threats of violence, and manipulation, too!  Keep digging that hole, drone, I'll gut you and Derp just the same!"

Wilfred edges over to Gabe as he shouts, keeping his rifle trained on Leslie's cover.  He delivers a sharp kick to Burt's shoulder when he gets close enough.  "C'mon man, what's wrong?  You okay?"

"...Did you do this, you fucking thrall?!  You were attempting to clear out the security team, one by one, weren't you?!  Bastard!" He fires a shot over the top of the cover.  "Fuck!  Gabe, damn it--fine!  If you aren't enthralled, toss your gun out of cover, and come fix Gabe!  But don't you fucking try anything, you won't find us easy prey when we're watching.

Yell at Leslie to fix Gabe, telling her to drop that silenced peashooter of hers too.  If she attacks Wilfred, shoot her, but... well, attacking Gabe might be okay.  Medicine looks like that sometimes, and she should get a chance at least.

Spoiler: I love you Omnitech! (click to show/hide)

Name:Leslie Omnitech©
Physical Description:

Miss Omnitech stands at a rather tall 6ft0, with brown eyes and light autumn hair. Her skin is a light white and overall she certainly exudes a friendly appearance, when not wearing the signature jumpsuit and boots and gloves of the public relations department of course!

Her hand is currently bloody and her jumpsuit smeared with blood!

Background:Leslie was orphaned at a tender young age. Due to an omnitech facility in a "completely unforeseeable accident." Finding the local community had a distinct lack of parents after the completely unforeseeable and not at all completely intentional accident. Leslie grew up given the surname Omnitech©, fed propaganda her whole life, her memories of the incident wiped by mental trauma, otherwise known as The Memory Eradicator. That left her a thoroughly unintelligent and firm loyalist of Omnitech!

Her minuscule brain groomed from a young age, Leslie truly believes that Omnitech is the best corporation, nay the best sovereign entity in the world, and is ready to fight tooth and nail, whether through contracts and verbal negotiations or her more preferred method, physical and ballistic negotiations!

"Hail Omnitech!"

Life:D4, her jumpsuit while very "businessy", doesn't provide any real protection~
Attack:D4 OMNITECH Gauss Mini-cannon, she thinks it's wicked awesome!

Sight: Blindfold on once she enters the room!
Smell: Nothing
Hearing: Nothing
Taste: Nothing
Touch: Executive Jumpsuit!

Stats:
Strength:D8, Surprisingly strong, perhaps offputtingly so.
Dexterity:D4, A bit of a klutz.
Speed:D4, Her lack of intellect shows in her reactions just as well.
Endurance:D4, Tires easily it seems, a frequenter of colds.
Will: D6, Omnitech gives her strength, hones what tiny intellect she possesses.
Knowledge:D4,High school degree obviously forged.
Fate:D6,Still alive, but still employed at Omnitech.

Skills:
Melee:D6, Likes to pistolwhip people, sometimes likes to punch people who insult omnitech, her surprisingly considerable strength helps with this.
Guns:D6, Has some practice in, several janitorial staff terminated from said practice.
Explosives:D4, Pulled grenade pin once, told a small child to catch, still doesn't understand why they blew up.
Implants:D4, Never touched em, hopes to one day!
Mechanics:D4, Tried to fix local radio, mechanics couldn't figure out how she broke it so badly.
Technology:D4, She...shes got this, totally!
Medical:D4, "Bandages go inside the wound right?"
Occult:D4, "What's an occult?"
Speech:D6, "Why hello! It's great to meet you, I'm Leslie, I've heard you have some problems with Omnitech? Heres how you're mistaken!"

Status:Fit as a fiddle! A Clueless moron and lifelong lover of Omnitech who's a bit covered in blood.
Inventory: 

Executive Jumpsuit

OMNITECH Gauss Mini-cannon (d4 ranged attack) x3 magazines (use die 4) (Silent)

OMNITECH Memory Eradicator

OMNITECH Contract Notebook

Syringe with Tranqualizer

Blindfold

Ziptie

Clump of circulotory system

Omnitech Earplugs

Money:Just pocket lint.

Leslie's face twists and turns, a nose scrunching up, Omnitech© regulation length eyebrows knitting together on her brow. The thump-thump of a heart-pounding in their head. A hand slowly rolling through knotted up hair until finally. It clicks within the dull brain of a drone, of the misunderstanding before her, a smile beaming slowly across.

A hand dusting themselves off, Leslie lets her cheerful voice, that light disturbing thing ring out from around the corner. Only faintly holding a hint of an apologetic tone.

"Faithful Omnitech employee, Mr.Wilfred, I apologize for the mislabelling of the asset to be retrieved. I am indeed not a thrall to the entity that we both collectively shall call Derp. I apologize sincerely for the improper use of terminology. This faithful employee shall endeavor to follow Omnitech security's instructions for the safety of us all."

Miss Omnitech places her weapon on the floor and moves to try to force Gabe to spit out whatever he is choking on.

"There it is again!  You keep using the name Derp's thralls use!  And threats of violence, and manipulation, too!  Keep digging that hole, drone, I'll gut you and Derp just the same!"

Wilfred edges over to Gabe as he shouts, keeping his rifle trained on Leslie's cover.  He delivers a sharp kick to Burt's shoulder when he gets close enough.  "C'mon man, what's wrong?  You okay?"

"...Did you do this, you fucking thrall?!  You were attempting to clear out the security team, one by one, weren't you?!  Bastard!" He fires a shot over the top of the cover.  "Fuck!  Gabe, damn it--fine!  If you aren't enthralled, toss your gun out of cover, and come fix Gabe!  But don't you fucking try anything, you won't find us easy prey when we're watching.

Yell at Leslie to fix Gabe, telling her to drop that silenced peashooter of hers too.  If she attacks Wilfred, shoot her, but... well, attacking Gabe might be okay.  Medicine looks like that sometimes, and she should get a chance at least.

Spoiler: Sheet (click to show/hide)

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 10 magazines (d6 (loaded), d8*9, d4, d0*3 use die)
OMNITECH Generic Security Baton (d4)
OMNITECH electrical behavior modification implant
OMNITECH Omni-light
OMNITECH Reasonable pair of Handcuffs

Toby's Military-grade laser (d6 ranged attack, chargable up to d20) with one depleted battery.

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.  And probably a bunch of other rooms.
Killed a bunch of thralls who were assaulting teammates.
Maybe helped finish off the psychic that ambushed the team.
Reactivated Sector Q's power, then locked all the exits just before realizing Q's Hell Portal was left active, just without power.
Shot some of the demons that were released in sector Q.
Melted a giant statue of the company founder that was being telekinetically flung at the team, before it could even kill anyone!  Will leave out who the statue depicted when he reports this.
Accused Leslie of being a mind-controlled thrall and attempted to shoot her.

Code: [Select]

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

Leslie, under duress, attempts to save Gabe from his horrible life decisions. Well, from the consequences of one very specific decision at least.
[3]
Despite her complete lack of medical training, Leslie manages to successfully perform the heimlich maneuver on Gabe. Admittedly she does this by jumping on his stomach...but its overall successful.

Spoiler: Helene Hestia (click to show/hide)

Name:Helene Hestia
Physical Description:

• 6.2 feet tall.
• Red hair, mowhawk
• Ginger, freckles very prominent.
• Brown eyes.
• Atheletic, toned build.

Background:After a rather unfortunate portal opening incident, she was fired from her previous occupation as a farmhand. A fact she deeply resents, so what if it was one demon summoning! After job-searching and no one wanting to hire her, quite unfairly, she applied to become an Occult Materials and Information management officer. Considering her previous experience and her expendability to Omnitech, she seemed perfect for the job!

May be related to several missing persons cases, investigation inconclusive.

Life:D4,
Attack:D4

Sight:Nothing
Smell:Nothing
Hearing:Nothing
Taste:Nothing
Touch:OMNITECH Black Jumpsuit

Stats:
Strength:D6, Real good at hitting things, a talent picked up beating up tresspassers on occasion at the farm.
Dexterity:D4,
Speed:D4,
Endurance:D4,
Will: D6,
Knowledge:D4,
Fate:D8, lucky did not die from demon fortune favors the bold

Skills:
Melee:D6, see strength score, often beats with shovel as preffered asswhoopin tool
Guns:D4,
Explosives:D4,
Implants:D4,
Mechanics:D6,
Technology:D4,
Medical:D4,
Occult:D6,summoned demon enough said
Speech:D4,

Status:Fine/Alive/Not yet gibblets.
Still has no soul doh.
Inventory: 

OMNITECH Black Jumpsuit

OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 ranged attack) x3 Magazines (d4 use die)

OMNITECH Universal Containment Pod x 5

OMNITECH Null-Rod

Syringe with Tranqualizer

Blindfold

Ziptie

Money:BROKE!

"Seems pretty solid water pipes usually are, this will work wonders so what's with the alligator-wait you're a mechanic how are you a mechanic when you dont have thumbs or hands? Also, can you understand me, nod if yes."

Heleen seems to be both genuinely curious and outraged in equal measure regards to the alligator.

Helene attempts to rips the pipe out of the wall & double-checks the alligator's name tag.

Helene uses the tip of the pipe to turn the alligator's tag so she can read it.

"Bob the Biter".

Yep.

Bob does not like the cold. Bob will 'Fix' that cooler. There's a couple handy corpses nearby to use as tools. The water in here is too shallow for Bob to determine properly if the other Bob can swim or not, so he ignores that question, as well as whatever that other person was saying. Bob is slightly disappointed at the lack of incoming raw chicken, but there are a couple handy corpses nearby (and some ... 'pre-corpses' walking around) to make up for it. Eat some corpse, is what I'm saying here.

Spoiler: Can We Fix It? (click to show/hide)

Name: Bob the Biter
Physical Description: Your basic primal swamp dinosaur. With a yellow hard hat.
Background: Who knows? The Company discovered that he has a knack for fixing ... things, and he hasn't eaten anyone important enough to care about yet. Somehow, some joker from the sanitation department got him on the payroll. He was there for quite a while before the beaurocrats found out and moved him to the engineering payroll.

Life: d4
Attack: d4 (Bite)

Stats:
Strength: d4 (d10)
Dexterity: d6
Speed: d4
Endurance: d4
Will: d4
Knowledge: d4
Fate: d4

Skills:
Melee: d4
Guns: d4
Explosives: d4
Implants: d4
Mechanics: d6 (d10)
Technology: d4
Medical: d4
Occult: d4


Status: Bitey
Inventory:OMNITECH Red Jumpsuit. Shredded bits of this are found in various points around Al's body.
OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 ranged attack) x3 Magazines (d4 use die) strapped to the end of his tail 
OMNITECH Tool kit (3 charges. Expend one to gain advantage on a repair or modify roll) strapped in a harness around his torso
Box of 5 high visibility flares. Ironically, tehse are very inconspicuously stored, somewhere.
Money: 0

[8] Bob wanders over to a wall mounted tank of liquid nitrogen and carefully clubs the outlet pipe flat with his tail.  He nods about a job well done before lazily chomping down on the head of one of the corpses and vigorously deathrolling until it tears off and he can swallow it whole.

Angry spider noises at Yagyu's direction. Don't turn on that jammer. I'm in the middle negotiating here.

I am a man of my word. Though you interest me as to your alternative; what is it you purpose?

Keep talking: "Our primary objective is to capture you alive and return you to OMNITECH custody. However, failing that, our employer will find your termination and the preservation of this facility an acceptable alternative, as long as your termination is deemed accidental and/or unavoidable."

"Frankly, you seem like a... well, not good, but OK-ish person. Not really evil, just a bit of a dick that likes to have fun. On the other hand, most of the people in this company are incompetent, terrible or both.  You had this ability all this time and all you did was found a sex cult. If someone like OMNI managed to get your abilities, even if they don't destroy the world with their incompetence, they are very likely to use it against me. So as a matter of self-preservation, I would prefer to deny them any further chances of studying you."

"I have two options for your consideration. One is to use a cognition copier to transfer your consciousness to another body and present your 'corpse' to OMNITECH while you join our security team taking the pace of one of our dead teammates. If you don't like our little group you can always disappear later; this research complex is quite large, after all. The second is to use the Phase Gate present in this facility to attempt to transport you somewhere else. Neither is an easy option but perhaps you will consider them better than being recaptured. I could also attempt to stage an 'accidental' release after we retrieve you but I can't guarantee your safety from my more paranoid teammates or the automated defence systems."

Spoiler: Pathos: Senior Tech Officer (click to show/hide)

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)
Glowspray paint
OMNITECH Motion sensor
OMNITECH “Limited Omniscience” Sensor
Power cord

Money: 475

SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

Code: [Select]

These are interesting options, but I will deny the first outright. I am me, and no duplicate- however sophisticated- can compare. I am this flesh, and with this flesh I will die.

Escape through one of your questionably stable portals is an invigorating idea, but I wonder what you will do to explain it to your superiors?

Turn on the jammer, unless a teammate requests me to wait.

Help ensure Gabe doesn't choke if nobody else does.

If the Gabe situation is under control, then carefully sneak over to the door to sector I, using scanner along the way to avoid ambushes or traps. Once there, weld the door to sector I shut.

"Will, stop harassing the new meat please. Also, building this jammer here took all of my creative juices it seems, so if you want that adaptor you'll have to figure out the needed parts yourself I'm afraid."

Spoiler: Yagyu d'Aubigny (click to show/hide)

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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: d4
Attack: d8

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: partially caved in metal head

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: d8
   current goop tank: d8/d8 use die

2 spare goop tanks (all full)
1 empty goop tank
a few mining explosives (1 used for killing the psychic)
Cutting/welding torch
1 unit of useful metal bits
Toolkit (3/3 charges)
computing cube
a large spool of synthetic cable
environment scanner
syringe with a bit of mystery fluid
full syringes with viruses
2x earpiece of thrall
bodyparts, enough for full body (to be collected at the end of the mission)
signal jammer parts
syringe with tranquilizer
ziptie

cognition copier
Money: 945


Elen's stuff:
OMNITECH Green Jumpsuit
OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 attack) x2 Magazines (d4 use die)
OMNITECH Medical Kit (1 charges)
OMNITECH Stimulant (3 charges)
5 gallon container of extremely flammable fuel, currently has 4 gallons
4 gallon container of water
Lighter => maybe destroyed?
OMNITECH Cognition Copier
Blindfold
OMNITECH Mental Purgant
Money: 200

Burt's stuff
 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 (2 / 3)
 High visibility flares x4
 tiny mug with a flower on the side
 A dwarf bobblehead
Money: 6

Anya's stuff
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
Glowspray paint
Earplugs (upgraded with TTS)
Blindfold
Noseplugs
Box O'socks
Box O'tacks
Bunch O'smart drugs
Pneumatic Cable Cutter
Money: 89

Yagyu wanders over to the door to Sector I and welds it shut.  This all goes...remarkably easily honestly. About the most dangerous thing around here is a dead fish or two so...compared to last sector this is a breeze.

"Why did they train an alligator to be a mechanic?"
Search the lab for any loot and maybe a blindfold or something.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: Billy Bob
Physical Description: One ugly looking bastard.
Background: A hobo that stopped being homeless and got a job.
Class: Combat Engineer
Life: d4
Attack: d4 Personal Sidearm

Sight: Nothing
Smell: Nothing
Hearing: Nothing
Taste: Nothing
Touch: OMNITECH Red Jumpsuit

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:
 OMNITECH Red Jumpsuit
 OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 ranged attack) x3 Magazines (d4 use die)
 OMNITECH Tool kit (3 / 3)
 High visibility flares x5
 Zip tie
Money: 0

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

 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
OMNITECH “Porcelain” Ceramic knife(d6, breaks on 1)
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, holding breath underwater
Inventory: OMNITECH isolation suit, OMNITECH Foam Gun, OMNITECH sealing kit, OMNITECH environmental hazard detector, OMNITECH “Porcelain” Ceramic knife(d6, breaks on 1), Earplugs, Cognition Copier, plate of barbecue ribs, Tranquilizer syringe
Money: 347 OMNI
Sight:blindfold
Smell: Isolation Suit
Hearing:Earplugs
Taste:Isolation Suit
Touch:Human Flesh Gloves, Isolation Suit

Search the lab for anything useful. While everything might be waterlogged, containers will still be helpful and can be filled with more things when needed. Also take some of the fish corpses that aren’t getting eaten

if Gabe dies, take his rifle, baton, and armor.

Otherwise continue to roll along the murderball

Spoiler: Ji (click to show/hide)

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 rifle x3mags

d6 Generic Security Rifle/Baton

Ammo:
Rifle (use d6)(3 magazines)
2 pistol mags (use d4)

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: Right arm and both legs are arms, left arm is a leg.
Sight: 0.2 FPS
Smell:Deactivated-Robot
Hearing:Deactivated-Robot
Taste:Deactivated-Robot
Touch:Germ Suit

Inventory:
OMNITECH electrical behavior modification implant
OMNITECH Omni-light
OMNITECH Generic Security Baton
Brain Backup
Toot’s shock control
Tranquilizer syringe
Germ suit
Large Zip-ties
Cafeteria Gift card


Money: 67
-400 debt

Kenneth will look for a weapon, maybe an experimental big gun created by some egghead. Kenneth likes big guns.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: Kenneth
Physical Description: A 6'4 man always seen wearing his trusty OMNITECH riot guard helmet, no one knows what lies beneath it due to him using it for twenty-four hours, not even things like showering or cleaning off the accumulated blood from beating protestors property invaders and workers in the sweatshops facilities that are totally up to snuff will make him remove his trusty friend.

Background: Kenneth dreamed of being a tool for the establishment since he was in the womb, every day from dawn till dusk he would prepare himself by beating up his brother with jumper cables for not doing all chores, while in college he arrested his entire class for not standing up to the pledge, he even turned his father over to the McPolice for violating the NAP by stepping 0.6 centimeters into the property of the glorious Megacorp chain of restaurants.

Needless to say, he was pretty flipping happy as frick when he joined the heckish monster of a corporation known as Omnitech.

Life:d6 OMNITECH Riot suit
Attack: d6 Generic Security Rifle/ d4 OMNITECH generic security baton

Stats:
Strength: d8
Dexterity: d4
Speed: d4
Endurance: d8
Will: d4
Knowledge: d4
Fate: d4

Skills:
Melee: d6
Guns: d8
Explosives: d4
Implants:d4
Mechanics: d4
Technology: d4
Medical: d4
Occult: d4
Speech: d4

Status: Heck Yeah!
Inventory:
OMNITECH electrical behavior modification implant
OMNITECH Omni-light
Money: 0
Sight: Nope
Hearing: Nada
Touch: none
Smell: none
Taste: none

Go back and do the thing that helps people choke less to Gabe . Grab some corpses to feed bob with, while I’m at it. Also use my thinking skills to find out what happened in the sector, after looting it.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

 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  x2
4. OMNITECH Micromissile Marker
5. OMNITECH Voice manipulator
6. OMNITECH military grade laserWill’s got it

[3] Billy Bob discovers a suitable blindfold. He proceeds to take the dead fish to his face.
[3] Tara also returns with an armful of dead fish.
[1] Kenneth staggers around the corner with some kind if giant mollusk clinging to his face and apparently trying to slowly grind his face off with its radula.
[10] Toby returns after searching the area for clues and goodies. He has come to the impression that this is some sort of marine biology lab for offworld fish. Judging by the documents, these creatures were all captured from the deep ice oceans of Europa. In terms of lootable goods, he has found what amounts to an oversized cattle prod. It doesn't look particularly deadly, but it would likely render those jabbed with it out of commission, at least temporarily.

[Radio Controlled]

"Entrance to sector I secured. Seems like our current sector also doesn't pose much further threat, so let's move on, we still have quite a ways to go here."

To sector M!

Could I have another attempt at figuring out what we need for that adaptor?

For the jammer: can we have a standing action for it to be activated once paris is done with his bootycall, so I don't have to keep repeating it every turn?

Spoiler: Yagyu d'Aubigny (click to show/hide)

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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: d4
Attack: d8

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: partially caved in metal head

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: d8
   current goop tank: d8/d8 use die

2 spare goop tanks (all full)
1 empty goop tank
a few mining explosives (1 used for killing the psychic)
Cutting/welding torch
1 unit of useful metal bits
Toolkit (3/3 charges)
computing cube
a large spool of synthetic cable
environment scanner
syringe with a bit of mystery fluid
full syringes with viruses
2x earpiece of thrall
bodyparts, enough for full body (to be collected at the end of the mission)
signal jammer parts
syringe with tranquilizer
ziptie

cognition copier
Money: 945


Elen's stuff:
OMNITECH Green Jumpsuit
OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 attack) x2 Magazines (d4 use die)
OMNITECH Medical Kit (1 charges)
OMNITECH Stimulant (3 charges)
5 gallon container of extremely flammable fuel, currently has 4 gallons
4 gallon container of water
Lighter => maybe destroyed?
OMNITECH Cognition Copier
Blindfold
OMNITECH Mental Purgant
Money: 200

Burt's stuff
 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 (2 / 3)
 High visibility flares x4
 tiny mug with a flower on the side
 A dwarf bobblehead
Money: 6

Anya's stuff
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
Glowspray paint
Earplugs (upgraded with TTS)
Blindfold
Noseplugs
Box O'socks
Box O'tacks
Bunch O'smart drugs
Pneumatic Cable Cutter
Money: 89

[The Lupanian]

Lead the way!

Spoiler: Ji (click to show/hide)

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 rifle x3mags

d6 Generic Security Rifle/Baton

Ammo:
Rifle (use d6)(3 magazines)
2 pistol mags (use d4)

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: Right arm and both legs are arms, left arm is a leg.
Sight: 0.2 FPS
Smell:Deactivated-Robot
Hearing:Deactivated-Robot
Taste:Deactivated-Robot
Touch:Germ Suit

Inventory:
OMNITECH electrical behavior modification implant
OMNITECH Omni-light
OMNITECH Generic Security Baton
Brain Backup
Toot’s shock control
Tranquilizer syringe
Germ suit
Large Zip-ties
Cafeteria Gift card


Money: 67
-400 debt

[Naturegirl1999]

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

 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
OMNITECH “Porcelain” Ceramic knife(d6, breaks on 1)
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, holding breath underwater
Inventory: OMNITECH isolation suit, OMNITECH Foam Gun, OMNITECH sealing kit, OMNITECH environmental hazard detector, OMNITECH “Porcelain” Ceramic knife(d6, breaks on 1), Earplugs, Cognition Copier, plate of barbecue ribs, Tranquilizer syringe, armful of dead fish
Money: 347 OMNI
Sight:blindfold
Smell: Isolation Suit
Hearing:Earplugs
Taste:Isolation Suit
Touch:Human Flesh Gloves, Isolation Suit

Follow Yagyu and Ji to sector N