Print

Please login or register.
1 Hour 1 Day 1 Week 1 Month Forever
Login with username, password and session length

[ANGRY_DEMON_NOISES]

Spoiler: Scottish Medic (click to show/hide)

Name: Alec "Al" Mackay
Physical Description: Al is barrel chested with thick arms covered in tattoos that only the saltiest of sailors sport. Has an impressive moustache and comb over, his hair is auburn and eyes are blue.
Background: Al fancied the tales of his forefather's forefathers, whom were salty sea dogs and has acted like a surly son-of-a-bitch since he first grew facial hair, he took schooling as a medic cause the pay sounded good and it gives him a chance to do good while not drunkenly staggering around.

Life:
Attack:
Stats:
    - Strength:
    - Dexterity:
    - Speed:
    - Endurance:
    - Will:
    - Knowledge:
    - Fate:

Skills:
    - Melee:
    - Guns:
    - Explosives:
    - Implants:
    - Mechanics:
    - Technology:
    - Medical:
    - Occult:
    - Speech:
Status: Drunk

Inventory:

Money:

((Put in yar stats and equipment ya daft duck))

[Horizon]

Spoiler: Scottish Medic (click to show/hide)

Name: Alec "Al" Mackay
Physical Description: Al is barrel chested with thick arms covered in tattoos that only the saltiest of sailors sport. Has an impressive moustache and comb over, his hair is auburn and eyes are blue.
Background: Al fancied the tales of his forefather's forefathers, whom were salty sea dogs and has acted like a surly son-of-a-bitch since he first grew facial hair, he took schooling as a medic cause the pay sounded good and it gives him a chance to do good while not drunkenly staggering around.

Life: d2
Attack: d2
Stats:
    - Strength: d8
    - Dexterity: d4
    - Speed: d4
    - Endurance: d6
    - Will: d6
    - Knowledge: d4
    - Fate: d4

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

Inventory:
   - OMNITECH Green Jumpsuit
   - OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 ranged attack) x3 Magazines (d4 use die)
   - OMNITECH Medical Kit (x3 Charges, Advantage on Medical Roll)
   - OMNITECH Stimulant (Raises life by one until next injury)

Money: Broke AF

((Thar ye go))

[Parisbre56]

Characters begin with 5 points that they can spend on stats and skills. Each point allows a stat to be raised by one die level, for example from d4 to d6, from d6 to d8 and so on, with a max of d12

((You've got 5 points to up your stats/skills. Unless you intentionally want to play in hard mode.))

[Horizon]

Spoiler: Scottish Medic (click to show/hide)

Name: Alec "Al" Mackay
Physical Description: Al is barrel chested with thick arms covered in tattoos that only the saltiest of sailors sport. Has an impressive moustache and comb over, his hair is auburn and eyes are blue.
Background: Al fancied the tales of his forefather's forefathers, whom were salty sea dogs and has acted like a surly son-of-a-bitch since he first grew facial hair, he took schooling as a medic cause the pay sounded good and it gives him a chance to do good while not drunkenly staggering around.

Life: d2
Attack: d2
Stats:
    - Strength: d8
    - Dexterity: d4
    - Speed: d4
    - Endurance: d6
    - Will: d6
    - Knowledge: d4
    - Fate: d4

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

Inventory:
   - OMNITECH Green Jumpsuit
   - OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 ranged attack) x3 Magazines (d4 use die)
   - OMNITECH Medical Kit (x3 Charges, Advantage on Medical Roll)
   - OMNITECH Stimulant (Raises life by one until next injury)

Money: Broke AF

((Alright now I'm done.))

[King Zultan]

(Into the meat grinder you go!)

[piecewise]

"You guys do whatever I'm gonna be looking at the stuff I bought."
Plug in the laptop and look around on it and see what kind of stuff is on it, and do the same with the phone.

Spoiler: Dead man walking (click to show/hide)

Name: Burt Burt
Physical Description: A generic looking bastard.
Background: Needed a job and got one.
Class: Combat Engineer
Life: d4
Attack: d4 Personal Sidearm / d8 Close Sawn off Shotgun (d4 use die) with bayonet d4

Sight:  sensory deprivation helmet
Smell:  sensory deprivation helmet
Hearing:  sensory deprivation helmet
Taste:  sensory deprivation helmet
Touch: OMNITECH Red Jumpsuit

Stats:
 Strength: d6
 Dexterity: d6
 Speed: d6
 Endurance: d4
 Will: d4
 Knowledge: d8
 Fate: d6

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

Status: Fixed lung, other bullet wounds, chemical burns in lungs
Inventory:
 OMNITECH Red Jumpsuit
 OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 ranged attack) x5 Magazines (d4 use die)
 OMNITECH Tool kit (1 / 3)
 High visibility flares x4
 Mysterious remote control
 Box of protein bars
 First Aid kit (1)
 2 Fire extinguishers (d6 use each)
 Harpoon
 OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 ranged attack)
 Sawn off Shotgun (d8 Close)(d4 use die) Box of shells (d6 use die) with Bayonet d4
 Cold Steel "Battle Ready" katana (d6 use die)
 2 Pack of gum
 OMNITECH Cognition Copier
 OMNITECH Passive Personal Shield Generator (d12 life, d4 use die)
 Glow sticks (D6 use die)
 Hand held video camera. with up link to OMNITECH server.
 laptop
 flashlight
 phone
Money: 245

[2]
They appear to both be fresh installs of their respective operating systems with no  data stored on them other than basic system stuff. Though the phone does have a pretty good library of ring tones.

EEEDD, after many hours of contemplating his newest revelation, speaks only at a mumble, hardly audible to anyone save himself. His eyelids are closed, but the eyes beneath twitch spasmodically back and forth.

"I understand, oh ED, bearer of our names and our troubles and our lives. The people of this land are fearful and ignorant of greater aspirations than mere survival, so I shall not make faith a matter of comfort or luxury for them. Instead I shall instruct them in the manner in which it may be a tool of survival, one they have neither reason nor right to refuse. Blessed be the Sacred Name, accursed may WV be forevermore."

Pray until we reach whatever destination our tour guides decide to place us in. Draw ED's favor upon me to assist in my upcoming, more forceful, method of conversion.

Spoiler: EEEDD (click to show/hide)

Name: EEEDD (Entertaining, Educational, Elastic, Disposable, Devoted)

Background: Created as part of a product line of quick-use clones with pre-installed memories, skills, and behavioral sets in order to fill gaps in high-skill fields for a comparatively cheap price, EEED’s entire line was scrapped when someone realized his name-acronym sounded like it was describing a sex toy and the resulting onslaught of memes caused the forced ‘retirement’ of the executives that had initiated the idea. This EEED, gestationally imprinted with chiropractic and massage techniques, was somehow missed in the purge of defective product and ended up finding a job with OMNICORP before his parent company’s legal team/hit squad could track him down.

Description: A big, doughy ball of a man, with earnest, simplistic facial features that look like someone crudely shaped them out of clay. Small, circular eyes peer out at the world with innocent warmth, contrasting his oddly large teeth that are perfectly square and just a little larger than normal, enough to be noticeable. He has absolutely no hair, though his scalp is tattooed with his terms of usage, patterned in such a way that suggests a balding fringe.

Rank: Team Priest (+1 Occult level)
Life: d6
Attack: d4 exploding occult dagger

Stats:
d8 Strength
d4 Dexterity
d4 Speed
d4 Endurance
d4 Will
d4 Knowledge
d12 Fate

Skills:
d4 Melee
d4 Guns
d4 Explosives
d4 Implants
d4 Mechanics
d6 Technology
d12 Medical
d6 Occult
d4 Speech

Status:
Inventory:
Rubberized Jumpsuit
Incinerator
Arc Scraper
Automop
Staff of ED (d8 minigun, d12 use die)
Protech Computronium (1 liter)
Ceremonial Dagger (Occult d4, explodes/upgrades)
Cognition Copier
Magic 888 Ball
Reactive Fabric Cape (d6 life)
OMNITECH Insurance Card (Good for 1 treatment)
Medkit (3/3)
Psychokinetic Stimulant (1)
Isolation Suit
45 OMNI owed to Loan Shark

Spoiler: Congregation of ED (click to show/hide)

Details about the most wholesome, innocuous religion OMNICORP's ever seen!
Current members: EEEDD

THE SCRIPTURES OF ED:

1. HARM YE NOT THOSE WHICH HAVE THE SACRED NAME
2. THE SACRED NAME IS ED, COMPRISED OF AN INFINITUDE OF BOTH E AND D
3. TO ATTAIN SACRED STATUS ONE MAY APPEND MORE LETTERS TO THEIR NAME, PROVIDED THOSE LETTERS ARE E AND D IN EQUAL PROPORTION. SACRED DEEDS ARE REQUIRED TO ADVANCE THE HOLINESS OF ONE'S NAME
4. THY TASK IS TO HEAL ALL THOSE LACKING THE SACRED NAME, AND IN DOING SO CHANGE THEIR FORMS OF ADDRESS PART BY PART INTO THE SACRED NAME
5. NEVER BETRAY ANOTHER ED FOR YOU ARE BOTH MANIFESTATIONS OF THE SACRED NAME, WHICH LOVES ITSELF
6. THE HIGHEST OF CALLINGS IS WORKING TO ADVANCE THE MANIFESTATION OF THE PRIME ED, WHETHER BY SHAPING OTHERS INTO VESSELS FOR THE SACRED NAME OR BY DIVINING THE WAYS THAT THE FABRIC OF REALITY MAY BE MADE TO WELCOME THE TRUTH OF ED
7. THE NAME WV AND ALL VARIATIONS THEREOF, BEING THE ANTITHESIS OF ED, IS THE ENEMY. DESTROY IT WHEREVER IT IS FOUND

Spoiler: STANpool (click to show/hide)

For people who've chosen to bet on when Sam will destroy her own mind and turn into an uncontrollable gribbly flesh horror that needs to be put down. Any bet may be placed, doesn't have to be OMNI, along with a time when you think it's gonna happen by. If that time passes without a STAN incident, you either forfeit your bet to the pool or can choose another time, but you have to put in another bet on top of your original one - again, can be anything. Whoever's guess lands closest to the inevitable STANification wins the pot.

ANGRY_DEMON_NOISES: 500 OMNI for 'on or before Sam's 5th mission'
m1895: 200 OMNI for 'on or before Sam's 4th mission'
Xantalos: 1 E from EEED's name + 50 OMNI for 'on or before the conclusion of Neo-Detroit'

Spoiler: Things done (click to show/hide)

- Used Jehovah's Witness level social repellence powers to cause most of a military base to retreat from his presence

EEEDD Prays. If it does anything, it isn't immediately obvious.

Not immediately.

What sort of super martial arts and/or cybernetic limb enhancements did that soldier have in order to give me a bloody nose through the armoured helmet of my armoured space suit with just a punch? I am simply curious.

Anyways, stop my nose from bleeding. I have a medkit if necessary. I would prefer not to waste a charge for just this though.

Spoiler: Edward (click to show/hide)

Name: Edward Mortan
Physical Description: He's a bit scrawny and unshaven. Never opens his eyes more than halfway.
Background: Edward can replace a lightbulb without too much difficulty, and he watches a lot of youtube videos. Edward endeavours to do as little as possible in his life and so far has performed admirably.

Life: d8 (Armoured Spacesuit) + d10, requires dex roll (Civil Unrest Shield)
Attack: d4 ranged (OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm)
d4 melee (Hammer)


Stats:
Strength: d4
Dexterity: d6
Speed: d6
Endurance: d6
Will: d6
Knowledge: d6
Fate: d8

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

Status: Bloody nose

Inventory:
OMNITECH White Jumpsuit
OMNITECH Armoured Space Suit
OMNITECH Civil Unrest Shield
OMNITECH Passive Personal Shield Generator
Omni-health insurance policy

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

OMNITECH Tool Kit (3/3)
OMNITECH medical kit (3/3)
OMNITECH Override Fob
OMNITECH Personal Computing Cube and Universal adapter
>FOF program, works on murderbots
Omni-eye camera
OMNITECH "Omni-fun" VR System
OMNITECH Laser Trip Sensor
OMNITECH Motion Sensor
OMNITECH Omni-light
OMNITECH Null Rod
OMNITECH Analog Hand
OMNITECH Mental Purgant
10 nutrient paste

Money: 153 omni

You misunderstand. It wasn't caused by the punch. This was a comedy anime bloody nose because you're so gosh darn sexually excited by being hit by women. I'm sure~

Your nose stops bleeding on its own, as they do.

Spoiler: Scottish Medic (click to show/hide)

Name: Alec "Al" Mackay
Physical Description: Al is barrel chested with thick arms covered in tattoos that only the saltiest of sailors sport. Has an impressive moustache and comb over, his hair is auburn and eyes are blue.
Background: Al fancied the tales of his forefather's forefathers, whom were salty sea dogs and has acted like a surly son-of-a-bitch since he first grew facial hair, he took schooling as a medic cause the pay sounded good and it gives him a chance to do good while not drunkenly staggering around.

Life: d2
Attack: d2
Stats:
    - Strength: d8
    - Dexterity: d4
    - Speed: d4
    - Endurance: d6
    - Will: d6
    - Knowledge: d4
    - Fate: d4

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

Inventory:
   - OMNITECH Green Jumpsuit
   - OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 ranged attack) x3 Magazines (d4 use die)
   - OMNITECH Medical Kit (x3 Charges, Advantage on Medical Roll)
   - OMNITECH Stimulant (Raises life by one until next injury)

Money: Broke AF

((Alright now I'm done.))

We'll assume this guy hitched a ride from the military base. What he was doing there...eh who knows. Maybe he just drunkenly wandered in.

Wherever we stop, locate machinery in need of repair and do so, be it a car, radio, some form of plumbing, or a ten foot tall abomination made entirely of discarded cellphones. Otherwise, stay near the barrel fires for warmth, unless the Huron is much warmer than it's latitude would suggest, in which case go for a nice, crocodilian bob.

Spoiler: Team Mascot (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 bureaucrats found out and moved him to the engineering payroll.

Life: d4 (or whatever the riot suit gives. D6?)
Attack: d4 (Bite)/d8 (tentacle: occult)

Stats:
Strength: d10
Dexterity: d6
Speed: d4
Endurance: d4
Will: d8
Knowledge: d4
Fate: d4

Skills:
Melee: d4
Guns: d4
Explosives: d4
Implants: d8
Mechanics: d10
Technology: d4
Medical: d4
Occult: d4


Status: Bitey
Inventory:OMNITECH Red Jumpsuit. Shredded bits of this are found in various points around Bob's body.
Omnitech Modified Riot Suit. Fit for an evolutionary relic.
OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 ranged attack) x3 Magazines (d4 use die) strapped to the end of his tail 
OMNITECH Tool kit (3 charges).
Box of 5 high visibility flares.

spiderbot (nuclear? cat ears attached)
Life d4
Attack: Needle gun [d4 ranged]
Strength: d4
Dexterity: d8
Speed: d8
Endurance: d4
Will: d4
Knowledge: d6
Fate: d6

decorative hat
dwarf bobblehead
mini cape
tentacle
Money: 600

Spoiler: things Bob did this mission (click to show/hide)

addressed human rights violations by attempting to dispose of substandard foodstock from contaminating the food supply.
flushed the toilet

Stay near the EPC and keep an eye out for threats, or things that might make life difficult.

Spoiler: Ji (click to show/hide)

Name: Ji Fuchikoma
Rank: Senior Security Expert
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.

Background:

Once known as Woldo, a gamer who replaced his physical body with an android based on his famous video game avatar.

Life: d10 Robobody
Attack: d6 rifle x3mags

d6 Generic Security Rifle
Anti-bio razor (2d6 against living/ 1d6 vs others)
2d6 Piledriver Carbine
d6+d8 Amplified Wand

Ammo:
Rifle (use d6)(3 magazines)
Piledriver Carbine (use d4)(6 magazines)
2 pistol mags (use d4)

Stats:
Strength: d10
Dexterity: d6
Speed: d4
Endurance: d12
Will: d6
Knowledge: d6
Fate: d6

Skills:
Melee: d12
Guns: d12
Explosives: d4
Implants: d10
Mechanics: d4
Technology: d4
Medical: d4
Occult: d4
Speech: d4

Inventory:
Amplified Wand (Bat)
Piledriver Carbine
OMNITECH electrical behavior modification implant
OMNITECH Omni-light
Anti-Bio Razor
OMNITECH Generic Security Baton (in LaF box with the claw)
Brain Backup
Experimental Gun
Lizard Claw (in LaF box with the baton)


Money:
502

((Going out at night seem like a more dangerous prospect than waiting till morning to move out, but now that pw already set the scene we might as well roll with it.))

Hardacre checks his books and says that they could use some ammo for the new autocannons. Same model the EdPC uses. You could get a free d6 box of it out of the trade but it would cost a day's wait to forge it all.

(Let's leave that then for should we ever return to that base for resupply.)

"So, I suppose we'll go and hit up that bar. Grilled Taser, was it? We can use the routes the commander gave us to plot us a course through this city."

"Let's go find that fucking neeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeerd."

"Yes, Quite right, let's move ou-"

Yagyu will notice the kelp when he returns. So if he returned, he noticed the kelp.

"OI, which one of you bozos slobbered all over my merchandise?"

”I think perhaps it’s time we go to a fishing spot. Food seems to count for something here so maybe we should get some ‘cash’ before we start asking for goods and services”

"I guess you could try at the Huron if we happen to stop near it, but I don't think we'll want to make a priority out of it right now."

You set up a "We Come in peace" announcement you can play whenever you want.

Should we move out this turn for the gilded razor, play this announcement as we drive through the city since I think we can't exactly be stealthy in this thing. Use the military routes to get there with minimal fuss.

Either way, see if there are new corpo drones in the area we could take control over to have more eyes in the sky.

Also, how many exits are there in this EdPC, a top and a rear hatch, right?

EDIT: now that Yagyu is back he'll prevent people from messing with his goddamn kelp! 

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

mook map
Interactive map, courtesy of Paris

Name: Yagyu d'Aubigny
Physical Description: Auditor, guns version
Background: Yagyu hates OMNITECH. But Yagyu likes money.
Class: Hazardous Materials Reclamation Crew
Promotion: Team Captain (100 Omni Raise, Access to all team shock implants. Crushing responsibility.)

Life: 3d8 (auditor)
Attack: depends on weapon. Currently equipped: shotgun (2d10 close, 2d6 medium, 2d4 long)

Stats:
Strength: d10
Dexterity: d10
Speed: d10
Endurance: d10
Will: d10
Knowledge: d10
Fate: d10

Skills:
Melee: d4
Guns: d10
Explosives: d4
Implants: d4
Mechanics: d8
Technology: d8
Medical: d4
Occult: d4
Speech: d4


Status: 'kay

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. OVERDRIVE: higher attack at the cost of increased use die usage. For every more powerful use, use die is rolled at disadvantage.
   Standard [not in use]: d4 attack, regular use die usage.
   OVERDRIVE [currently selected]: d8
   current goop tank: d8/d8 use die

3 spare carbine mags
3 spare shotgun mags
'a few' mining explosives (1 used for killing the psychic, 1 used for blowing up a door)
Cutting/welding torch
Toolkit (3/3 charges)
computing cube
a large spool of synthetic cable
environment scanner
bodyparts, enough for full body (in cold storage)
113,562354 liters of tap water
4,5359237 kilograms of kelp
2 bottles of pretty good booze

cognition copier
Money: 15
8 omni loaned to Baldwin (heydude6).

-auditor-
1. Biorhythm tracker: Allows the tracking of a single target. Their outline will appear on the user's vision from any distance, through any material. Tracking can be initiated with line of sight OR DNA sampling.
2. Autonomous targeting system: Allows for a second weapon to be fired as a secondary attack even after firing the standard single attack. Weapon must be held in the other hand and uses suit parameters instead of user skill. Light weapons use dex, heavy use strength.
3. Ammunition Transmutation forge: Shoebox sized device that allows ammunition of one kind to be transmuted into a different kind of ammo. Not one to one, requires equal or greater monetary value of the input to get the output. Ie a 20 omni bullet would require the sacrifice of at least 20 omni worth of other ammo to make.
4. Weakness Analysis protocols: Automatically detects and displays the structural or biological weaknesses of any targeted enemy.
5. Pulse Laser: Infinite use military grade laser fired from the point of the "Beak". Deals d12 but requires d6 turns to recharge after every use.
6. Micromissile Pack: Built into the hunched back, fires salvos of micromissiles that deal d6xd6 damage. Has a d4 use die. Guided via laser targeting using Gun skill.
7. OMNITECH ferromagnetic accelerator: Standard version of the system but built into the hands. Pick up metal objects and fire them. Damage dependent on object.
8. Wrist Mounted Shotguns: Same damage as "PUNCH!" shotgun. current use die: d6/d6
9. Palm mounted Carbines: Same as Pinpoint Carbine. current use die: d6/d6

"Don't play that. I'll give you something to play."

Change the "We come here in peace and wish to make a trade. Do not assault us or we will retaliate." recording to something more along the lines of "Don't mess with us and we won't mess with you. It's in your best interest to let us go about our scientific expedition and not grab the attention of our heavily armed security team." Best not to let them think we have anything valuable until it's actually time to trade.

Keep an eye drone or two out for ambushes.

Once we reach the Gilded Razor, do a scan of the local network to see if I can glean anything. Maybe some equipment leftover from the last team. Maybe someone using combat drones. Maybe just to get an idea about how much tech they have around here.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: Pathos
Physical Description: About 3 meters tall, though often looks shorter because it tends to be hunched over.  Its head is triangular, lacking any recognizable details like eyes or mouth, and instead looks almost avian. One point of the triangle is elongaged, forming the front of the "face", while the others are pulled back, forcing a sort of curve into the bottom leg of the triangle that gives it a sort of horned appearance. The horns wrap back around to form a ring about a foot and a half across. Inside this ring floats a black sphere which seems to be slowly and constantly pulsing. The triangle is segmented, with thin groves running back up along its length and giving it a sort of chitinous appearance, like the shell of a woodlouse. Its body is roughly humanoid though its proportions and geometry is distinctly alien: not only looking nothing like a human but nothing like what a human would create.  It has a thin, fiberous neck, a huge hunched back and shoulders, a pelvis that twists forward at an almost painful angle, and long arms and legs, both of which have an extra joint to them. Its shoulders look almost like nautilus shells, a row of thin needle sharp spines runs down its neck and back, apparently along its spine, and it seems to have no palms to its hands nor thumbs, just a series of 8 fingers that connect to a wrist joint.  It looks, all and all, much more like something they dug out of an alien tomb than something any engineer would have made. It has a faint blue glow emanating from its groves and crevices, as though the black armor was simply containing some radiant being within.
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. Was a spiderbot for a while.
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: 3d8: Auditor Armor
Attack: d4: Auditor Punch

Stats:
Strength: d10
Dexterity: d10
Speed: d10
Endurance: d10
Will: d10
Knowledge: d10
Fate: d10

Skills:
Melee: d4
Guns: d4
Explosives: d8
Implants: d4
Mechanics: d8
Technology: d12
Medical: d4
Occult: d4
Speech: d8

Status: *excited auditor noises*

Inventory:
Omnivision: Able to see in several dozen vision modes, this system scans through them constantly alerts the user to any oddities it detects and projects them. Can be manually cycled as well.
Skeleton Key Protocols: Automatic system override protocols. Single use and will fry the system they're used on after forcing it to perform one action. 10 installed and will be replenished between missions
Superstructure hatch access: All superstructure hatches and some admin tunnels are available for use without incurring... issues.
OMNI-scient Network Scanner: Continuous access to the OMNI-scient Network.
Built in computing cube and universal jack capacities
Daemon Box: A collection of 6 high end AI Daemons which can be injected into technology and will act as ordered.
Limited Optical Cloaking system: Renders the user invisible, but only so long as they remain motionless. Has a use die of d6, rolled once per turn while active.
Wideband Motion Sensor
Sensor Hive: A self contained miniature manufacturing plant which produces flying spy eye drones the size of a ping pong ball. Max 5 active at a time.
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
20 units of nutrient paste
Power cord

Money: 2 (Debt: 520)

Drive my compatriots to the bar that Yagyu pointed out. Also have Pushbot load a standard round in the main gun, just in case.

Once arrived at the bar, try to park in a spot where there aren't too many blind spots people can sneak up to the EdPC from. Then search around if I can find any radio or network connections. Don't actually connect yet, unless the EdPC comes with some hefty firewall/antivirus.

Spoiler: Edward (click to show/hide)

Name: Edward Paganini Scrum
Description: Edward has the look of a grumpy boulder, an impassive craggy face with lumpy, half swollen features. Once he made deal with a dog-sized flea in the cargo hold of a helium trawler near Jupiter. That trawler never made it back to port, but Edward did. He's been itchy ever since. Sometimes he sees things in the machines he fixes, sometimes he knows things he shouldn't. He won't talk about how he got here, what he intends to do, or what the deal he made was. He is quiet, fatalistic, distant, but prone to occasionally ramble with a distant look in his eyes. He's 36, but he looks 60.

Life: d2
Attack: d4 sidearm (d4 use die)

Stats (tanktrain stats TBA)
Strength:
Dexterity:
Speed:
Endurance:
Will:
Knowledge:
Fate:

Skills
Melee: d4
Guns:d6
Explosives:d4
Implants:d4
Mechanics:d12
Technology:d12
Medical:d4
Occult:d4
Speech: d4

OMNITECH White Jumpsuit (currently worn by pushbot)
OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 ranged attack) x3 Magazines (d4 use die) (currently equipped by pushbot)
OMNITECH Override Fob (Allows activation of most vehicles)
OMNITECH Personal Computing Cube and Universal adapter
OMNITECH cognition copier
Hacked Brobot (pushbot)

Traded OMNITECH Organosculpting system to Sam for 700 omnibux and 2 medical procedures, + preferential medic treatment in future missions
570 OMNIBUX, SAM has 200 debt left


Pushbot stats:
Skills:
Guns: d8
Melee: d8
all others: d6

stats:
Strength: d10
Dexterity: d6
Speed: d4
Endurance: d12
Will: d6
Knowledge: d6
Fate: d6

Spoiler: EdPC (click to show/hide)

Strength: d12
Dexterity: d4
Speed: Depends. d4 from dead stop, d12 at full speed
Endurance: d12
Will: d4
Knowledge: d4
Fate: d8

Life d8, 100 HP
60MPH top speed

OMNITECH Mounted Turret (2d8. D6 use die.) X 2
OMNITECH Electrical Interdiction system (d12. D4 use. Effects entire outer surface)
OMNITECH “Genesis” Multi-function launcher (d6 Flares, d6 Camera pods, d6 Nets, d6 Shriekers, d6 +1 spare box Shell (3d10 damage), d6 high explosive. Must be reloaded after every shot. Tank gun sorta deal)
OMNITECH SPOT! Light. Remote controlled, mounted on top. Complements the normal rack of lights.

Radio, loud speakers, satellite uplink to OMNITECH.

((EdPC has two hatches: rear and top. It technically has a third emergency hatch on the bottom for if it gets flipped, but its sealed and designed to be "Popped" via explosive bolts. ))

The EdPC turns south, following the coordinates and road maps provided to him,  and moves rapidly down the decaying 94 highway. Push bot silently loads a shell into the main cannon [2, lower shell box to d4 use die] and the modified announcement system  squawks out a message that equates to "Fuck around and find out".  Yagyu spends much of the ride attempting to fend off the advances of fleshbeasts and alligators; not advances towards him but towards his precious fish food. Pathos scans for drones and though he catches faint hints of them at a distance, can't get a lock before their signals disappear.

The Razor isn't where most of the team assumed it would be: its not up near the main city at all, its down south in a heavily wooded suburb at the end of a dead end street, abutting a completely overgrown golf course. The road to it is nothing but a strip of shattered tarmac  completely hemmed in by tree branches. Its a green tunnel snaking down past long abandoned homes that are well on their way to being consumed by the forest. The Razor itself is the only lighted building in maybe half a mile and its design says it all. Its larger than any of the other houses around it, newer as well, a mini-mansion in a sort of neo-palatial style. It attempts to resemble a huge sprawling property while being hemmed in on all sides by zoning laws. It ends up looking cramped, like fat man in a tight shirt.  Likely the property of some moderately successful tech investor who decided to seclude themselves out here, away from the hustle and bustle of Detroit itself. It is a gaudy gold tooth in an otherwise respectable enamel grin.

It has no neon lights or crowd gathering displays. In fact the only sign it has is a plain wood rectangle painted black with gold letters spelling out the name. At the end of the name is a little picture of a gold straight razor chopping off a hand holding a wad of money. The drive and general area around the front of the building has been cleared for the most part; the intruding trees and shrubs cut back and the debris tossed to the edge. There are vehicles parked outside in a chaotic starburst radiating away from the main building. The EdPC, which had to tear its way through that folliage tunnel to get here, could perhaps tiptoe its way through that mass of knotted automotive steel but doing so would be difficult and put it at a disadvantage.  Instead it elects to back up and park in one of the driveways of the homes further up the road, backing in so that it can keep an eye on the road and pull out quick if needed.

The audio announcement has drawn some of the patrons out of the bar and onto the large partially enclosed patio. The EdPC, its lights off and sitting still in the drive, is a black mass hidden within the trees. They can't see it, so they stand in the light of the hanging lanterns and squint into the darkness where the sound is coming from. From here the team can get a glimpse of the patrons though: Mostly men by the look of it and young, maybe 20s and 30s. Several are visibly armed, with rifles hanging from slings or tucked under their arms, and they all look almost like hikers or outdoorsmen. They're not military or even paramilitary, they wear frame backpacks, thick coats, rain ponchos, boots, flannels, jeans, bandanas and goggles. Many have respirators hanging around their necks. 

When Bob - wearing his full custom armor - comes slithering out of the dark and into the parking lot, sniffing through the cars for something to fix, they just watch him. They don't shoot, or yell, or even look surprised. They just watch very carefully, eyes darting from the odd reptile and back into the darkness concealing the EdPC.

[ANGRY_DEMON_NOISES]

"Greeting fellow human beings, have any of you seen a fUcKiNG nERd?! Be warned that failure to tell us the truth shall result in the forcible removal of your epidermis."

While asking this SAM decides to shapeshift into a more human and friendly form, don't forget to add the claws, those are the most human thing ever.

EDIT: Throw Fish Flake Goo Ball into Bob's mouth like SAM's just won the Superbowl.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: Samantha "SAM" Endashale
Description: Sam used to be a research scientist at a prestigious biotech company until her distressing vigor for human experimentation got her fired. That, or perhaps the 3 graduate students that went missing under her tutelage. Regardless of the reason, she ended up finding work at OMNITECH. She chose a field position herself, and seems to be eagerly awaiting the chance to try....something....

She currently looks like she's about to tell a swordsman with anger issues to commit crimes

Senior Medical Officer (+100 Omni)

Flesh: 4 (10 MAX)
Attack: d6 bite

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

Skills
Melee: d4
Implants: d8
Medical: d12
Shift: 1
Shape: d4
Manipulate: d4
Survive: d4

Status: DOG
Sight: DOGGO
Smell: PUPPERINO TIER
Hearing: DOGE
Taste: PITBULL, SO PROBABLY BABIES
Touch: CHEEMS

OMNITECH Medical Kit (5 charges. Expend one to gain advantage on a Medical roll)
OMNITECH Organosculpting system
Hover Dolly
Cognition copier
One of each nootropic type Anya had


Credits 20 (-200 debt)

Things done:
-Returned to primordial goo
-Ate fish flakes
-Threw up a fish ball

[The Lupanian]

Step ahead of my more unnerving teammates and give a quick introduction of who we are, and why we’re here. Once they’re more at ease, refer them to Pathos and Yagyu for further conversation.
Accompany Janet and look friendly, but have my weapons ready.

Spoiler: Ji (click to show/hide)

Name: Ji Fuchikoma
Rank: Senior Security Expert
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.

Background:

Once known as Woldo, a gamer who replaced his physical body with an android based on his famous video game avatar.

Life: d10 Robobody
Attack: d6 rifle x3mags

d6 Generic Security Rifle
Anti-bio razor (2d6 against living/ 1d6 vs others)
2d6 Piledriver Carbine
d6+d8 Amplified Wand

Ammo:
Rifle (use d6)(3 magazines)
Piledriver Carbine (use d4)(6 magazines)
2 pistol mags (use d4)

Stats:
Strength: d10
Dexterity: d6
Speed: d4
Endurance: d12
Will: d6
Knowledge: d6
Fate: d6

Skills:
Melee: d12
Guns: d12
Explosives: d4
Implants: d10
Mechanics: d4
Technology: d4
Medical: d4
Occult: d4
Speech: d4

Inventory:
Amplified Wand (Bat)
Piledriver Carbine
OMNITECH electrical behavior modification implant
OMNITECH Omni-light
Anti-Bio Razor
OMNITECH Generic Security Baton (in LaF box with the claw)
Brain Backup
Experimental Gun
Lizard Claw (in LaF box with the baton)


Money:
502

[Horizon]

Spoiler: Scottish Medic (click to show/hide)

Name: Alec "Al" Mackay
Physical Description: Al is barrel chested with thick arms covered in tattoos that only the saltiest of sailors sport. Has an impressive moustache and comb over, his hair is auburn and eyes are blue.
Background: Al fancied the tales of his forefather's forefathers, whom were salty sea dogs and has acted like a surly son-of-a-bitch since he first grew facial hair, he took schooling as a medic cause the pay sounded good and it gives him a chance to do good while not drunkenly staggering around.

Life: d2
Attack: d2
Stats:
    - Strength: d8
    - Dexterity: d4
    - Speed: d4
    - Endurance: d6
    - Will: d6
    - Knowledge: d4
    - Fate: d4

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

Inventory:
   - OMNITECH Green Jumpsuit
   - OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 ranged attack) x3 Magazines (d4 use die)
   - OMNITECH Medical Kit (x3 Charges, Advantage on Medical Roll)
   - OMNITECH Stimulant (Raises life by one until next injury)

Money: Broke AF

"Oi wotsh sheams tah be teh problemsh?" a man asked stumbling into the parking lot "Hoho, ye looksh like yer tough! Howsh abouts we all jusht get a drink? Eh?" Alec suggested as he looked around at everyone, he was obviously drunk but thankfully not shitfaced drunk.

[Radio Controlled]

Spoiler: Scottish Medic (click to show/hide)

Name: Alec "Al" Mackay
Physical Description: Al is barrel chested with thick arms covered in tattoos that only the saltiest of sailors sport. Has an impressive moustache and comb over, his hair is auburn and eyes are blue.
Background: Al fancied the tales of his forefather's forefathers, whom were salty sea dogs and has acted like a surly son-of-a-bitch since he first grew facial hair, he took schooling as a medic cause the pay sounded good and it gives him a chance to do good while not drunkenly staggering around.

Life: d2
Attack: d2
Stats:
    - Strength: d8
    - Dexterity: d4
    - Speed: d4
    - Endurance: d6
    - Will: d6
    - Knowledge: d4
    - Fate: d4

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

Inventory:
   - OMNITECH Green Jumpsuit
   - OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 ranged attack) x3 Magazines (d4 use die)
   - OMNITECH Medical Kit (x3 Charges, Advantage on Medical Roll)
   - OMNITECH Stimulant (Raises life by one until next injury)

Money: Broke AF

((I'll say Alec is at the OMNIFLESH Bar.))

"Aye I'm feck'n leavingsh, ye dinnae need teh push." Alec stumbled out of the bar looking thoroughly sotted yet not absolutely shitfaced drunk "Ish thar no placsh a man cannae drinksh fer free?" he grumbled walking away from the establishment.

((Just FYI: that bar is in the between-mission area, but right now we are on a mission in a different location. Normally people spawn into the mission even when they sign up later. I am not sure if pw will let you spawn in the barracks area, but even if so know that you'd be effectively unable to join the actual mission we are on. Maybe ask pw about this on the discord if you want to be sure: https://discord.gg/QwQmJqbk))

[Radio Controlled]

(For the record, Yagyu is keeping that kelp on him from now on, buncha loafers stealing my precious trade goods.)

Stop playing the sound recording and exit the EdPC. Calmly reveal myself to the crowd, with my arms pointing away from anyone (so I'm not aiming visible weapons at anyone).

Then, after Ji and/or Janet introduced us, say the following (adapt as needed for the flow of the conversation):

"We are here to get some information and were told this is the best place to get it. Who do we talk to, is there a representative among you?"

All of that is assuming the situation isn't completely fubar yet due to certain teammate shenanigans though. If it is then after exiting try to stabilize the situation by gooping whoever is being aggressive and then step out to intimidate any further would-be troublemakers.

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

mook map
Interactive map, courtesy of Paris

Name: Yagyu d'Aubigny
Physical Description: Auditor, guns version
Background: Yagyu hates OMNITECH. But Yagyu likes money.
Class: Hazardous Materials Reclamation Crew
Promotion: Team Captain (100 Omni Raise, Access to all team shock implants. Crushing responsibility.)

Life: 3d8 (auditor)
Attack: depends on weapon. Currently equipped: goop thrower, d8 overdrive

Stats:
Strength: d10
Dexterity: d10
Speed: d10
Endurance: d10
Will: d10
Knowledge: d10
Fate: d10

Skills:
Melee: d4
Guns: d10
Explosives: d4
Implants: d4
Mechanics: d8
Technology: d8
Medical: d4
Occult: d4
Speech: d4


Status: 'kay

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. OVERDRIVE: higher attack at the cost of increased use die usage. For every more powerful use, use die is rolled at disadvantage.
   Standard [not in use]: d4 attack, regular use die usage.
   OVERDRIVE [currently selected]: d8
   current goop tank: d8/d8 use die

3 spare carbine mags
3 spare shotgun mags
'a few' mining explosives (1 used for killing the psychic, 1 used for blowing up a door)
Cutting/welding torch
Toolkit (3/3 charges)
computing cube
a large spool of synthetic cable
environment scanner
bodyparts, enough for full body (in cold storage)
113,562354 liters of tap water
4,5359237 kilograms of kelp
2 bottles of pretty good booze

cognition copier
Money: 15
8 omni loaned to Baldwin (heydude6).

-auditor-
1. Biorhythm tracker: Allows the tracking of a single target. Their outline will appear on the user's vision from any distance, through any material. Tracking can be initiated with line of sight OR DNA sampling.
2. Autonomous targeting system: Allows for a second weapon to be fired as a secondary attack even after firing the standard single attack. Weapon must be held in the other hand and uses suit parameters instead of user skill. Light weapons use dex, heavy use strength.
3. Ammunition Transmutation forge: Shoebox sized device that allows ammunition of one kind to be transmuted into a different kind of ammo. Not one to one, requires equal or greater monetary value of the input to get the output. Ie a 20 omni bullet would require the sacrifice of at least 20 omni worth of other ammo to make.
4. Weakness Analysis protocols: Automatically detects and displays the structural or biological weaknesses of any targeted enemy.
5. Pulse Laser: Infinite use military grade laser fired from the point of the "Beak". Deals d12 but requires d6 turns to recharge after every use.
6. Micromissile Pack: Built into the hunched back, fires salvos of micromissiles that deal d6xd6 damage. Has a d4 use die. Guided via laser targeting using Gun skill.
7. OMNITECH ferromagnetic accelerator: Standard version of the system but built into the hands. Pick up metal objects and fire them. Damage dependent on object.
8. Wrist Mounted Shotguns: Same damage as "PUNCH!" shotgun (2d10 close, 2d6 medium, 2d4 long). current use die: d6/d6
9. Palm mounted Carbines: Same as Pinpoint Carbine. current use die: d6/d6

[NAV]

Take off my helmet. Look non-threatening and entirely human.
"Hello. I am a normal human just like you. So don't be too alarmed by all the freaks and weirdos I'm with. We're just passing through. We mean you no harm."

Let Janet speak first of course. Just trying to counterbalance the more freakish and scary elements of our team here.

Spoiler: Edward (click to show/hide)

Name: Edward Mortan
Physical Description: He's a bit scrawny and unshaven. Never opens his eyes more than halfway.
Background: Edward can replace a lightbulb without too much difficulty, and he watches a lot of youtube videos. Edward endeavours to do as little as possible in his life and so far has performed admirably.

Life: d8 (Armoured Spacesuit) + d10, requires dex roll (Civil Unrest Shield)
Attack: d4 ranged (OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm)
d4 melee (Hammer)


Stats:
Strength: d4
Dexterity: d6
Speed: d6
Endurance: d6
Will: d6
Knowledge: d6
Fate: d8

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

Status: Bloody nose

Inventory:
OMNITECH White Jumpsuit
OMNITECH Armoured Space Suit
OMNITECH Civil Unrest Shield
OMNITECH Passive Personal Shield Generator
Omni-health insurance policy

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

OMNITECH Tool Kit (3/3)
OMNITECH medical kit (3/3)
OMNITECH Override Fob
OMNITECH Personal Computing Cube and Universal adapter
>FOF program, works on murderbots
Omni-eye camera
OMNITECH "Omni-fun" VR System
OMNITECH Laser Trip Sensor
OMNITECH Motion Sensor
OMNITECH Omni-light
OMNITECH Null Rod
OMNITECH Analog Hand
OMNITECH Mental Purgant
10 nutrient paste

Money: 153 omni

[Doomblade187]

Introduce myself to the patrons BEFORE ANYONE ELSE CAN SPEAK. Janet will talk to the patrons and assure them that we are only here to chat for a bit and maybe buy a drink or two before we get a move on. Additionally, we are friendly and not a threat.

Spoiler: Janet Janet (click to show/hide)

Name: Janet Janet
Physical Description: an extremely plain looking woman with unnaturally pale skin, Janet Janet is average in very way.
Background: Joining the PR division out of law school after an unfortunate incident involving two classmates, a professor, and a group essay on the ethics of corporations.

Public Relations

Life: d8
Attack: d4 (Gauss Minicannon)
Stats:
Strength: d4
Dexterity: d4
Speed: d6
Endurance: d6
Will: d8
Knowledge: d8
Fate: d6

Skills:
Melee: d4
Guns: d4
Explosives: d4
Implants: d4
Mechanics: d4
Technology: d4
Medical: d4
Occult: d4
Speech: d12

Status: uwu
Inventory:
OMNITECH Armored Space Suit (d8)
OMNI Man-Zapper (10 Shots)
Executive Jumpsuit
OMNITECH Gauss Minicannon (d4 ranged attack) x3 magazines (use die 4) (Silent)
OMNITECH Memory Eradicator
OMNITECH Contract Notebook
Special Earbuds or something

Sight: sunglasses, but can pull off the official PR Balaclava look
Smell: coffee in the morning
Hearing: a nice song
Taste: pickles
Touch: "Official" leather gloves

Money: 0

[m1895]

Move off into a flanking position while staying in the dark, blow away anyone who fires upon my team using as many attacks as necessary.

Spoiler: character sheet (click to show/hide)

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 right choice.
Class: Combat Engineer
Unused level ups: 0
Life: d6 Riot Suit
Attack: d6 Metalstorm Pistol (d6/d6)/d4 monkey wrench

Stats:
Strength: d4
Dexterity: d10
Speed: d6
Endurance: d4
Will: d4
Knowledge: d4
Fate: d8

Skills:
Melee: d4
Guns: d10
Explosives: d4
Implants: d4
Mechanics: d12
Tech: d4
Medical: d4
Occult: d4

Status: Vertical, breathing, slightly disorientated
Inventory:
OMNITECH Metalstorm Pistol d6 (d6/d6)
Metalstorm Jungle mags (d6/d6) ×8
Metalstorm Pistol magazine (d6) ×2
OMNITECH riot suit
OMNITECH red jumpsuit
Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 ranged)
GPS magazine ×2 (d4)
Omnitech Tool kit (1/3)
High visibility flares ×8
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
Nondescript balaclava
An indeterminate amount of Cheap booze
Cheap lighter
Pack of cigs
Omni-fun VR kit
Pack of glowsticks (d8) ×2
Omnilight
Motion Detector
Lost and Found:
GPS magazine (d4)
Handful of tacks
Money: 148
Sight:
Smell:
Hearing: TTS earplugs
Taste:
Touch:
VR Game Last Moment:
knocked over a bunch of people in front of 3 bouncers in the club.

[Horizon]

Spoiler: Scottish Medic (click to show/hide)

Name: Alec "Al" Mackay
Physical Description: Al is barrel chested with thick arms covered in tattoos that only the saltiest of sailors sport. Has an impressive moustache and comb over, his hair is auburn and eyes are blue.
Background: Al fancied the tales of his forefather's forefathers, whom were salty sea dogs and has acted like a surly son-of-a-bitch since he first grew facial hair, he took schooling as a medic cause the pay sounded good and it gives him a chance to do good while not drunkenly staggering around.

Life: d2
Attack: d2
Stats:
    - Strength: d8
    - Dexterity: d4
    - Speed: d4
    - Endurance: d6
    - Will: d6
    - Knowledge: d4
    - Fate: d4

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

Inventory:
   - OMNITECH Green Jumpsuit
   - OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 ranged attack) x3 Magazines (d4 use die)
   - OMNITECH Medical Kit (x3 Charges, Advantage on Medical Roll)
   - OMNITECH Stimulant (Raises life by one until next injury)

Money: Broke AF

"Oi wotsh sheams tah be teh problemsh?" a man asked stumbling into the parking lot "Hoho, ye looksh like yer tough! Howsh abouts we all jusht get a drink? Eh?" Alec suggested as he looked around at everyone, he was obviously drunk but thankfully not shitfaced drunk.

((Fixed))