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[Parisbre56]

"Good evening gentlemen."
Salute the crowd nonchalantly and then get inside. Buy a drink in exchange for nutrient paste and then ask the bartender what they do here to have fun/pass the time and who would be a good person to talk to if I want some bombs/grenades.

Can this new body of mine drink stuff?

 

Spoiler: Pathos: Senior Tech Officer (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)

Spoiler: Things done this mission (click to show/hide)

*Painted a mural depicting our mascot Bob on the APC OMNITECH Tour Bus to inspire my fellow employees to do their best and enjoy themselves in this corporate trip.

[Ozarck]

Waddle forward. Open mouth. Await snacks.

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

[Xantalos]

Faith needs no results for the devoted to adhere to it. It merely needs to exist.

Evaluate this bunch of prospective EDvotees. Are there any that my gut tells me are ripe for conversion? Any that look desperate, or sickly, or afflicted with spinal problems? Look for emotional/spiritual vulnerability like I'm Reddit searching for a meme to ruin. Not gonna explicitly speak up yet just on account of the impending diploball.

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

[King Zultan]

"Damn I was hoping for something free from these things."
Leave the vehicle and ignore the bar in favor for exploring the houses nearby looking for any kind of loot, also keep shotgun ready in case of hostile things.

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

[Pancaek]

Let my companions do the talking, for now just monitor the situation and our surroundings with the EdPC's cameras and be on stand-by. Also have Pushbot join me in the command compartment, and seal the divider between the command half and the living quarters half of the EdPC, just in case.

Also, search arround for possible connections I can make. Maybe their building has a camera/security system?

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, d4 +1 spare d6 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.

[syvarris]

I trust that my team will be able to handle and/or ruin this situation on their own, without Wilfred's assistance, so get out of the EdPC and go wander off... in the opposite direction Anya went.  Give the new hardsuit body a test run--literally, how fast does it run?

And keep an eye out for any assholes who wanna steal my shit, obviously.

Spoiler: Sheet (click to show/hide)

Name: Wilfred Seven
Physical Description: An exaggerated eight-foot tall linebacker-shaped machine constructed out of slabs of white metallo-ceramic armor, laid atop a barely visible metallic undercarriage.  Its legs are stumpy compared to its arms, with a bulbous body due to the double rocket jump pack embedded between its shoulders.

Inside, he's a plain robotic body.
Background: He was batch manufactured along with nine other Wil 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 six, 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: 2d8 (Hardsuit)
Attack: 4d4 Acidthrower

Stats:
Str d10 (Hardsuit buff)
Dex d4
Spd d4
End d4
Wil d4
Kno d4
Fte d4

Skills:

Mel d8
Gun d4
Exp d4
Imp d4
Mec d4
Tec d12
Med d4
Occ d12
Spc d4

Status: Pristine Robot Body inside a Pristine Hardsuit

Inventory:
Cat-sized woodlouse named "Rolly-Polly" (Left at home)

OMNITECH Neuron reconfiguration helmet (Allows the level of two skills to be switched. Overuse causes reduction of levels.)
OMNITECH Hardsuit (2d8 life

OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 ranged attack) (Three d4 magazines)
"Cold Comfort" - OMNITECH Generic Security Rifle (d6 ranged attack) (Two d8 magazines, one empty magazine)
Advanced Cleaning Apparatus (4d4 ranged attack) and 3 magazines (d6,d6,d6)

Money: -853.  Owed to loan shark.

[piecewise]

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

[9]
Janet shoves past everyone and runs straight into the light of the porch, smoothing her hair...or rather smoothing the top of her spacesuit helmet...and dusting herself off as she does.

"Greetings local business people! We are representatives of the Omni Corporation, here to do some recreational investigative work! We mean you no harm- physical, mental, or financial -and seek only to obtain some local information from you. Well, and maybe to partake in a bit of your local cuisine."

"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

[3]
Sam changes form into something that could just about pass as human as long as no one took a really close look. It looks like what she used to look like, though the mouth and eyes are too big, the nose too small, the fingers and their nails too long, back too hunched, and frame too dense with flesh. She walks like a frog would walk, a slippery long legged lope with arms hanging limp at her side.

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

Ji walks up behind Janet, one arm resting on her slung rifle and the other on her hip. She attempts to look both non-hostile and potentially threatening.

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.

[1]

Faith needs no results for the devoted to adhere to it. It merely needs to exist.

Evaluate this bunch of prospective EDvotees. Are there any that my gut tells me are ripe for conversion? Any that look desperate, or sickly, or afflicted with spinal problems? Look for emotional/spiritual vulnerability like I'm Reddit searching for a meme to ruin. Not gonna explicitly speak up yet just on account of the impending diploball.

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

[3]
EEEDD walks up behind Janet as well, though looking far less like a body guard than Ji.  He cocks his head and looks at the increasing number of people wandering out of the bar to observe the security team. Among them he sees a younger man- maybe late teens- craning his neck to get a look. The young man looks frightened, skinny, and malnourished. His face is dirty and his eyes shine out through the dusting of ash with both nervousness and curiosity. He looks desperate. He looks...receptive.

"Damn I was hoping for something free from these things."
Leave the vehicle and ignore the bar in favor for exploring the houses nearby looking for any kind of loot, also keep shotgun ready in case of hostile things.

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]
Burt leaves the vehicle and rather than head towards the bar he heads into the home the EdPC is parked in front of. He kicks in through the already crumbling front door and begins exploring. The place is filthy, water rotted, and overgrown with mold and creeping vegetation. The roof has partially collapsed in where a tree has fallen, its now dead limbs piercing the structure like jagged knives. After a few minutes of exporing, throwing open moldering cabinets and drawers, he comes to the conclusion that there's nothing of value here.

Let my companions do the talking, for now just monitor the situation and our surroundings with the EdPC's cameras and be on stand-by. Also have Pushbot join me in the command compartment, and seal the divider between the command half and the living quarters half of the EdPC, just in case.

Also, search arround for possible connections I can make. Maybe their building has a camera/security system?

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, d4 +1 spare d6 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.

The EdPC brings its companion bot into the command chamber and then seals the door, just in case someone tries to hijack him.  He quietly aligns the cannon and left side autocannon on the bar patio, just in case, and then searches for signals.
[4]
The bar does have a wireless system, though its password locked and seemingly pretty secure. [2] A casual attempt to crack it proves fruitless.

I trust that my team will be able to handle and/or ruin this situation on their own, without Wilfred's assistance, so get out of the EdPC and go wander off... in the opposite direction Anya went.  Give the new hardsuit body a test run--literally, how fast does it run?

And keep an eye out for any assholes who wanna steal my shit, obviously.

Spoiler: Sheet (click to show/hide)

Name: Wilfred Seven
Physical Description: An exaggerated eight-foot tall linebacker-shaped machine constructed out of slabs of white metallo-ceramic armor, laid atop a barely visible metallic undercarriage.  Its legs are stumpy compared to its arms, with a bulbous body due to the double rocket jump pack embedded between its shoulders.

Inside, he's a plain robotic body.
Background: He was batch manufactured along with nine other Wil 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 six, 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: 2d8 (Hardsuit)
Attack: 4d4 Acidthrower

Stats:
Str d10 (Hardsuit buff)
Dex d4
Spd d4
End d4
Wil d4
Kno d4
Fte d4

Skills:

Mel d8
Gun d4
Exp d4
Imp d4
Mec d4
Tec d12
Med d4
Occ d12
Spc d4

Status: Pristine Robot Body inside a Pristine Hardsuit

Inventory:
Cat-sized woodlouse named "Rolly-Polly" (Left at home)

OMNITECH Neuron reconfiguration helmet (Allows the level of two skills to be switched. Overuse causes reduction of levels.)
OMNITECH Hardsuit (2d8 life

OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 ranged attack) (Three d4 magazines)
"Cold Comfort" - OMNITECH Generic Security Rifle (d6 ranged attack) (Two d8 magazines, one empty magazine)
Advanced Cleaning Apparatus (4d4 ranged attack) and 3 magazines (d6,d6,d6)

Money: -853.  Owed to loan shark.

Wilfred steps out of the EdPC and, after glancing over at the bar and the congregation gathering there, shrugs.  He takes off at a jog into the forest, plowing through the undergrowth and occasionally shoulder checking a tree out of his way. The suit is quick in terms of its reactions to his movements but its actual running speed isn't very fast. Its got too much weight and momentum to really throw the legs around, not to mention the soft soil and the dense foliage slow him down. He could skim with the rockets much faster.

(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

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

Waddle forward. Open mouth. Await snacks.

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

Bob waddles over from where he is banging on cars and sits in front of the group, mouth open, like a friendly mobile beartrap.  Edward professes being a normal person.  And then Yagyu and Pathos come sliding silently out of the darkness right at about the time Anya falls out of a tree over to the left. The locals would probably find that funny if they weren't focused entirely on the two bizarre alien things  that walked out of the dark. They were alert before, but now they're scared. Several have weapons drawn while others are looking up at the sky or checking what look like wrist watches. Yagyu announces his intent in the following moments, before anyone can get trigger happy, and they calm down a bit.  When Pathos walks up and pushes through them into the bar -despite the weapons and anxious gazes pointed at him- they relax a bit more.

Pathos orders a drink, pours it onto the space where a mouth would be if he had one, and then sighs contentedly as the drink flows down his chest and onto the floor.

To the question of whether or not they have a representative, they appear not to. Its a bar, not a union house.

[m1895]

"ugh хуй, bit out of practice it seems."
Walk inside the Bar and just hang out for now.

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.

[Ozarck]

If Bob don't get the snacks he deserves, he gonna bite some tires.

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

[King Zultan]

"Damn nothing left."
Look through a few more houses for any kind of loot.

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

[Horizon]

(( Yo boss you forgot about me. ))

[piecewise]

(( Yo boss you forgot about me. ))

Sorry about that. Make sure to Bold any "official" actions you want me to take into account. Things like talking to other characters doesn't have to be bolded, but taking actions you want me to put into the turn do.

Since your post was to get out, we'll assume you walked over with Yagyu and the majority of the others.

[Horizon]

(( Crap, I guess I forgot. No problem. ))

[NAV]

Go to bar.
"I'll take a pint of the weakest stuff you got."
Order drink. Consume drink.

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

[ANGRY_DEMON_NOISES]

"I'll have 2 gallons of dog blood served on a hat mixed with your hardest drugs."

SAM orders her drink, as she scans the area for any dead bodies or drunks who are too buzzed to notice someone eating their fingers

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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