GHOST LARRY. THIS. LAST MESSAGE.
MR. WHITE FACE. KILL. FUCKTARD.
REVENGE. NOW. FUCKING WILFRED.
and with those psych words imprinting on everyone's soul, the most useful member of the team dies. Truly a human saint, he was human, totally human. Now to watch out for White Face.
"Ugh, I set the guardbot to take over and shoot any hostiles. Did you fuckers trigger it? Seriously? It was the cultist dude, wasn't it? Yeah, this just goes to show; you start threatening people wearing a giant robot guard body, maybe that giant robot guard body will decide you're a threat. Who woulda thought? Just lay down and stop being threatening targets, and you'll be fine. Oh, why do I even try? You need me to fix this, don't you? Ugh. Fucking Derp hasn't even had to do anything, and yet it feels like we've killed our whole team twice over already..."
Fix the targeting algorithm. Add in an exception for teammates. Make sure it can be revoked at a moment's notice, though.
And if the wannabe elder god cultist actually does manage to do something despite having been thoroughly pulped, use those good old green ghost god powers to summon a bigger fish that'll eat him.
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.
A rough skeleton of steel and pistons topped with an oversized camera head mounted on a stubby neck. All supported on a pair of armored treads. On either side of the steel frame torso is a pair of mounted miniguns.
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: d8 Armored Guardbot
Attack: Built-in Double Miniguns: d10 (d12 built in ammo supply (d12 max))
Stats:
Str d10
Dex d4
Spd d4
End d12
Wil d6
Kno d6
Fte d4
Skills:
Mel d6
Gun d12
Exp d4
Imp d4
Mec d4
Tec d10
Med d4
Occ d4
Spc d4
Status: Possibly infected by metal-eating fungus. Otherwise, awesome.
Inventory: (sitting on the rear tread of the guardbot body)
Advanced Cleaning Apparatus (4d4 ranged attack) and 3 magazines (d6,d6,d6) (Left at home)
OMNITECH Riot suit (d6 Life) (Helmet destroyed)
OMNITECH (?) sensory deprivation suit (d? Life) (Helmet destroyed)
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
OMNITECH Metalstorm Machine Pistol (d6; but can be rolled as many times as the player wants until the use die runs out.) and 1 magazine (d6)
Headless corpse of Wil Wheaton.
Fungicide canister.
Toby's Military-grade laser (d6 ranged attack, chargable up to d20) with one depleted battery)
Cognition Copier (destroyed)
Cat-sized woodlouse named "Rolly-Polly" (Left at home)
Military-grade guardbot (Used as current body)
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. He's kinda been shooting screens and speakers throughout the entire complex.
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. Then ordered her to save Gabe (he was choking on his own zip ties), which she did do. This doesn't sound impressive, but considering that the only other security team member nearby at the time was hovering over Gabe waiting for him to die so she could loot his gear...
Found his way to the robotics & armament (?) sector's control room, where he remotely subverted a heavily armed guardbot to guard him. And assist him with the mission, of course. Reprogramming company property in order to save even more valuable company property shows forward thinking and positive initiative!
Successfully hacked open the ammo room for Yagyu and friends.
Hacked the endoskeleton robots to stop killing team members and instead escort the team out of the sector nonlethally.
Found the exit from the vantablack sector, in literally the first turn of trying to find an exit.
Blew up something in the flaming sector, probably an IED that was supposed to kill the entire team. Totally. So Wilfred actually reduced the damage caused by it, by blowing it up before it was a major risk!
Uh. Got killed and then was installed into the guardbot.
"Accidentally" murdered two teammates by reprogramming his guardbot body to automatically target and kill... basically everyone. Yes, it totally was accidental. No, it was just a coincidence that the cultist who died had just threatened him. He didn't take the threat seriously, anyway.
Sight: 0.2 FPS
Smell: None to speak of~
Hearing: Disabled; speech to text enabled.
Taste: Robots don't eat!
Touch: Pressure sensors apparently don't count.
[5][9][11v8][9][4]The area around the shredded pile of meat that used to be Larry suddenly grows dark, the halogen tubes bursting in a rain of glass and sparks. The entire upper body of WICKED WORLD fades slowly into existence, the normally impassive face of the giant now twisted in rage. One hand lashes out and heavy fingers grab the BattleBot by the right machinegun. With a screech and spray of sparks it yanks Wilfred's new body closer to it and then winds up for a punch with the other arm. Its emaciated rubbery arm bulges with muscle that seems to grow out of nothing. The punch sends the guard bot tumbling, rolling end over end 30 or so feet down the hall until it catches on a doorway and jerks to a halt. The machinegun remains in WICKED WORLD's grasp, and it tosses the shorn off arm to the ground with a tremendous CLANG!
The sensor cluster that could be considered the bot's head jerkily raises and then turns to face back down the hall. It stares at WICKED WORLD, unblinking, but with an odd glint in the lenses. A glow from within that isn't quite right. And then what appears to be a partially translucent hand the size of a double decker bus rises from the metal floor of the antechamber and wraps 8 fingers around WICKED WORLD as though it were a toy. And then both are yanked down and out of sight, forever.
[8]
The bot rights itself and rolls back down the hall, now a little uneven on damaged treads. When it reaches its torn off arm it broadcasts
CAN SOMEONE REATTACH THIS? I'VE FIXED THE TARGETING BUG SO IT SHOULD BE FINE NOW. I'D DO IT MYSELF BUT I DON'T HAVE THUMBS. OR HANDS.And then Pathos leaps onto the robots face and screams "I'M A LITTLE BITCH!" and begins mass emailing Wilfred images of smug anime girls.
Everyone else peeks out of their various bits of cover. It seems the most recent round of team killing has come to an end.