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[Xantalos]

”Good merchants, you honor us! I see your offers of beneficence and aid and offer you something in return, as servants of the greater good hidden inside all of us. Allow me temporary use of a blade and we shall show you greatness!”

Attempt to borrow a knife off of one of the merchants. Use my teeth if none are willing. Do these things:
1. Draw my blood by cutting my palm. Drip it onto the BlessED 888-Ball, which CharliED shall hold and turn in his hands so it becomes fully coated in my vitae. Do other occultish stuff as necessary to invoke the right atmosphere. Just don't mutilate anybody.
2. Gaze into the readout screen of the ball and ask ED to speak his will for these tradespeople through the vessel of my body.
3. Reach deep into my gullet (metaphorically speaking) and attempt to speak with ED's voice. Tell the merchants what the Sacred Name wills of them, whatever that may be.
4. Profit!

((I have no idea if this will actually accomplish anything, but I see an opportunity to potentially incite a frenzied riot and imma take it))

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) - held by guards
Protech Computronium (1 liter)
Ceremonial Dagger (Occult d4, explodes/upgrades) - held by guards
Cognition Copier
BlessED 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
Ticket to reclaim weapons

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

Details about the most wholesome, innocuous religion OMNICORP's ever seen!
High Priest: EEEDD
Congregation: CharliED

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
- Recruited [1] desperate Detroitee into the cult of ED

[King Zultan]

"Aw man that isn't as interesting as I was hoping it would be, I was hoping for guns."
Search the house the thing crashed into and see if the damage shook any loot out of it.

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 Omni
 12,300 Megabucks

[Pancaek]

”Well ain’t that neat.

I guess we could get some use out of this, though frankly it seems like a flying deathtrap to me. Maybe best if we just trade it for some anomaly detectors and other supplies at that bazaar. What do ya’ll think? Especially you, EdPC, since you found and diverted it and all.”   

"I'm fine with whatever you guys decide. Seeing that drone crash in the distance was reward enough for me."

[The Lupanian]

Let someone else fiddle with the thing for now. Load up on EPC and be ready to move out.

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

[syvarris]

Meh.  Skim towards the crashsite, but stop and before getting in line of sight.  Try to hack some drones; can any get a view of prospectors heading to loot the site?  Wilfred may know there's no loot there, but the innocent looters carfying loot might not.

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, d8 jumpjets)

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.

[heydude6]

"Thanks for that friend. Here, I want you to have this."

Baldwin grabs a napkin and doodles an architectural design for what seems to be a new bar. The walls are painted a deep blue and decorated with modern-looking rectangle shaped lamps. There is an archaic disco ball hanging above the ceiling. Most importantly though, the floor is made of square glass tiles of various colors, with silhouettes of fish underneath them. It seems like the floor is the roof a giant fish tank.

"If you ever have to start over, I guarantee this design will make your bar the hottest place in town"


With that expensive design done, Baldwin decided to look around for someone who looked tougher, someone who had explored the orange zone and returned. He wanted to hear some war stories, as well as get some info on the kinds of snaps he would expect to encounter there.

Spoiler: Baldwin (click to show/hide)

Name: Robert Baldwin
Physical Description: A tall and thin man with green eyes and shoulder-length brown hair. You'd almost mistake him for a hippy if it weren't for how well-groomed he was. His hair has a shine to it that one could only get from the most expensive of shampoos and conditioner, while his complexion is flawless. No one knows where he gets his personal hygiene products from.

Background: In a past life, Robert had been a famous architect who distinguished himself with his avant garde designs. Life was good for the young upstart, until his preference for beauty over practicality caught up with him.

His biggest achievement, the Sierra Space Resort was a massive space station meant to house the wealthiest of space tourists. Modelled after a dance device from a bygone era, the station was a giant ball covered almost entirely in mirrors. It would reflect the light of a local star and spread it throughout the cosmos, broadcasting its brilliance to anyone in the solar system. This gave it the nickname the "Dazzle Star".

Though the clientele loved it, locals would get very pissed whenever the D-Star touched down in their corner of space. The reflected sunlight wreaked havoc on nearby planets, starting wildfires and even boiling oceans. Eventually enough people got mad and banded together to form a rebellion. The station was not designed to defend against such attacks and was quickly blown up, along with all the upper-classmen inside it.

Someone had to pay for that bloodshed, so Robert ended up facing the suit's wrath. As punishment he was cryogenically frozen for 200 years. Long enough to go out of style.

After serving his sentence, Baldwin applied for a job at OMNI, but the suits confused his unusual floorplans for diagrams of summoning circles. Robert was hired on the spot, but it was only during his second week of basic training did he realize that he may not have gotten the job he was looking for...

Life: d6 (reactive fabric cape)
Attack: d4 ranged (OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm)
d4 melee exploding occult (Ceremonial Dagger)

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

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

Status: No injuries yet.

Inventory:
OMNITECH Black Jumpsuit
     The standard OMNITECH jumpsuit. Covers everything but the head, hands, and feet. Stain resistant, waterproof, breathable, light, and overall comfortable as everyday wear. Offers no protection against anything more dangerous than a spilled cup of coffee.  Has the employee’s name stenciled on the back like a sports jersey.  This one is Black and has a smaller “OCCULT” stenciled across the right side of the chest, just under the collar bone.
OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 ranged attack) x3 Magazines (d4 use die)
     One of the “Generic” brand of OMNITECH weapons which are ubiquitous in OMNITECH installations. The Generic Personal Sidearm is a handgun as drawn by a 9 year old; A gray rectangle with a gray rectangle grip and a trigger that looks more like a light switch with a trigger guard that looks like an allen wrench. It is uncomfortable, unappealing, and very clearly designed by the lowest bidder, but can effectively put .45 slugs into targets.
OMNITECH Universal Containment Pod x 5
    OMNITECH Containment pods resemble a clear tube held in between two large metal ends with long rods forming a cage and reinforcing structure around the tube.  One of the metal ends has an iris design to allow it to open and allow a sample in before clamping shut. Though the tubes look to be glass they are a multilayer reinforced acrylic that is remarkably strong and non-reactive.
OMNITECH Null-Rod
    The Null-rod is a collapsible rod made of the same non-reactive acrylic as the inner lining of the containment pods. Used by Cultists for the investigative prodding and poking of things that look dangerous.
Ceremonial Dagger (d4, uses occult, die explodes and increases level each explosion)
    A prototype self defense weapon with an entangled connection to the Highly Evil, Logarithmically Lethal plane (H.E.L.L.). Has an over designed appearance to it with a human bone handle and a hooked, serrated blade, almost like a linoleum knife designed by someone who wants to make the linoleum suffer. It’s unknown if the design is somehow conducive to the entanglement or if it's just someone’s idea of a joke. Normally the knife functions like any other mundane instrument of murder, but occasionally it will manifest high levels of H.E.L.L. resonance, producing short lived demonic emissions on contact. Has no OMNITECH branding and never saw a commercial release as of yet due to concerns of cross dimensional bleedover and possession.

OMNITECH EMP grenade (d20 damage, only effects electronics. Single use)

OMNITECH Placed charge (Demo pack, with remote, 3d10 damage, single use)

Fancy Airpods

OMNITECH Reactive fabric cape (1d6 life)

Gentleman's Pipe
    This isn't a pipe. This is a text-based description of a pipe. And also a pipe.
Octarine Tobacco
   An ancient plant from 200 years ago. Used to be all the rage among people with "alternative" lifestyles, but it fell out of style once corporations began selling it legally. Turns out that once the man was in on it, nobody wanted to buy it anymore. By now it would be extinct if it weren't for the single potted plant in Baldwin's room. In the end, Baldwin was a sellout.
Idea Tube
   An old treasure from a past life. Even back then everything was done in CAD, but Baldwin always wanted to stand out. He drew his designs by hand and would store them here for safe keeping along with spare paper and writing tools. This created a tempting prize for any aspiring paparazzi, which lead to him being frequently covered in various magazines. He owes his career to those guys.

Good OMNITECH fishing rod

Money: -500

[Pancaek]

Continue keeping an eye on our surroundings while the team checks out their kinder egg surprise. Keep an eye out for enemies, drones, radio/other signals, anomalies, etc.

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.

[piecewise]

”Well ain’t that neat.

I guess we could get some use out of this, though frankly it seems like a flying deathtrap to me. Maybe best if we just trade it for some anomaly detectors and other supplies at that bazaar. What do ya’ll think? Especially you, EdPC, since you found and diverted it and all.”   

Check out the info pamphlet, or give to a team member if they want to investigate. Try to get some technical specs, eg. flight time when fully fueled. Also look around for some ferromagnetic ammo (preferably d8 or higher). How much can I carry with me?

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
1 bottle 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

Yagyu opens the cockpit, prying open the clear shell, and examines the pamphlet. He flips through the pages, leaning down and examining the controls occasionally, matching diagrams to reality.  After a few minutes he closes the pamphlet and announces his findings.

Despite the appearance, the thing is called a "Silverfish". It runs on a self contained nuclear battery, so it should be capable of functioning indefinitely. Its top speed is a modest 200mph, but it is apparently extremely maneuverable and can hover, fly sideways, upside down, and basically move in any direction in 3d  regardless of orientation.  It can lift about 500 lbs and grip things with its landing gear. Its two seats are a pilot's chair and a gunner seat. There's a diagram of the controls that he shows off to everyone before moving on.  Apparently the long "tail" contains a directed energy weapon and it can flex and whip around to cover basically 360 degrees around the flyer. There's a camera mounted on the tip that feeds into the gunner seat monitor, so the gunner doesn't need to turn their head to aim.

Finally the manual does mention that the Silverfish was actually designed for atmospheric combat using energy weapons, which its silvery skin is designed to dissipate. Bullets on the other hand...well they're more of a problem.
[1]
Yagyu searches for ferromagnetic ammo. He unfortunately only ends up accidently collapsing an already damaged building onto himself. [11v8] He is unharmed but he is also pretty stuck.

SAM clutched her head, if she had a brain no doubt she'd be hurting right now. "I think one of the cogheads should see what it does first, for all we know it could be a time machine or the world's ugliest piece of modern art."

Play around with shapeshifting while cogheads decide what to do

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 a human, but drawn by a five year old and with teeth like those from someone from Neo-Britain.

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: All good
Sight: Pepeers
Smell: I smell  yee
Hearing: I hear yee
Taste: poggers
Touch: Salad Fingers

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

How dangerously vague.
[4]
Sam shapeshifts her entire head and upper body into a perfectly recreation of a human phallus. Its really quite impressive, both in scale and detail. It could only be the work of someone with extensive knowledge of the subject matter.

the Bizarre sounds like a great place for Bob to make mischief. Bob is totally unaware of the opportunity however, and remains contentedly Bobbing in the water trap in the unused golf course. Send spiderbob out to hunt golf balls. Is spiderbob waterproof? does spiderbob have some kind of storage compartment? if not, just collect the balls in the tall grass near the water trap like some kind of cross between a crab and a particlualry clunky squirrel. Oh sure, it might not be very alligatory to hoard items, but we can blame the disparity on the animal-machine interface and it's peculiarities. Or we could blame it on sheer contrariness. That works too.

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
depressurized butadiene and styrene-butadiene pressurized rotational ground contact devices
acquired sustenance
Established a beachhead in the yelllowzone along with Anya,

The spiderbob is waterproof. Well water resistant to a certain depth.
It does not have a built in storage compartment. But an enterprising individual could always get it a little backpack.

The Spiderbob makes a series of expeditions out into the tall grass, each time returning with a golf ball held aloft between its front limbs.  It places these treasures down near the edge of the water hazard before wandering back into the grass.

”Good merchants, you honor us! I see your offers of beneficence and aid and offer you something in return, as servants of the greater good hidden inside all of us. Allow me temporary use of a blade and we shall show you greatness!”

Attempt to borrow a knife off of one of the merchants. Use my teeth if none are willing. Do these things:
1. Draw my blood by cutting my palm. Drip it onto the BlessED 888-Ball, which CharliED shall hold and turn in his hands so it becomes fully coated in my vitae. Do other occultish stuff as necessary to invoke the right atmosphere. Just don't mutilate anybody.
2. Gaze into the readout screen of the ball and ask ED to speak his will for these tradespeople through the vessel of my body.
3. Reach deep into my gullet (metaphorically speaking) and attempt to speak with ED's voice. Tell the merchants what the Sacred Name wills of them, whatever that may be.
4. Profit!

((I have no idea if this will actually accomplish anything, but I see an opportunity to potentially incite a frenzied riot and imma take it))

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) - held by guards
Protech Computronium (1 liter)
Ceremonial Dagger (Occult d4, explodes/upgrades) - held by guards
Cognition Copier
BlessED 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
Ticket to reclaim weapons

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

Details about the most wholesome, innocuous religion OMNICORP's ever seen!
High Priest: EEEDD
Congregation: CharliED

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
- Recruited [1] desperate Detroitee into the cult of ED

[8,5]
EEEDD grabs a knife from the display of the nearest knifemonger and begins the ritual. He cuts his hand and smears the flowing blood onto the 888-Ball before holding it above his head and giving it a good hard shake.

"ED! GRANT US YOUR WISDOM!"

And for a long second nothing happens. Well nothing other than the already slowly backing away locals thinking this man is even more crazy than they initially supposed. But then something happens. In a snap the air around EEEDD darkens while light appears to flow up and out of the ground at his feet with no apparent source. When he speaks it is with a voice clearly not his own, which seems to emanate from somewhere below him instead of his mouth.

GIVE ONTO ME YOUR SLEEPING PILLS!

"Aw man that isn't as interesting as I was hoping it would be, I was hoping for guns."
Search the house the thing crashed into and see if the damage shook any loot out of it.

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 Omni
 12,300 Megabucks

[1,1v6]
Burt becomes the second person in as many minutes to drop part of a damaged house onto themselves.  He, however, gets straight up mashed into red paste beneath a support beam.

Let someone else fiddle with the thing for now. Load up on EPC and be ready to move out.

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 yawns and heads back to the EdPC.

Meh.  Skim towards the crashsite, but stop and before getting in line of sight.  Try to hack some drones; can any get a view of prospectors heading to loot the site?  Wilfred may know there's no loot there, but the innocent looters carfying loot might not.

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, d8 jumpjets)

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.

[8,2]
Wilfred does a wide range search for drone signals and manages to catch one about 3 miles away. Unfortunately when he loads it up he finds that it is snagged in a tree with nothing but a view of a dark and apparently disused neighborhood.

"Thanks for that friend. Here, I want you to have this."

Baldwin grabs a napkin and doodles an architectural design for what seems to be a new bar. The walls are painted a deep blue and decorated with modern-looking rectangle shaped lamps. There is an archaic disco ball hanging above the ceiling. Most importantly though, the floor is made of square glass tiles of various colors, with silhouettes of fish underneath them. It seems like the floor is the roof a giant fish tank.

"If you ever have to start over, I guarantee this design will make your bar the hottest place in town"


With that expensive design done, Baldwin decided to look around for someone who looked tougher, someone who had explored the orange zone and returned. He wanted to hear some war stories, as well as get some info on the kinds of snaps he would expect to encounter there.

Spoiler: Baldwin (click to show/hide)

Name: Robert Baldwin
Physical Description: A tall and thin man with green eyes and shoulder-length brown hair. You'd almost mistake him for a hippy if it weren't for how well-groomed he was. His hair has a shine to it that one could only get from the most expensive of shampoos and conditioner, while his complexion is flawless. No one knows where he gets his personal hygiene products from.

Background: In a past life, Robert had been a famous architect who distinguished himself with his avant garde designs. Life was good for the young upstart, until his preference for beauty over practicality caught up with him.

His biggest achievement, the Sierra Space Resort was a massive space station meant to house the wealthiest of space tourists. Modelled after a dance device from a bygone era, the station was a giant ball covered almost entirely in mirrors. It would reflect the light of a local star and spread it throughout the cosmos, broadcasting its brilliance to anyone in the solar system. This gave it the nickname the "Dazzle Star".

Though the clientele loved it, locals would get very pissed whenever the D-Star touched down in their corner of space. The reflected sunlight wreaked havoc on nearby planets, starting wildfires and even boiling oceans. Eventually enough people got mad and banded together to form a rebellion. The station was not designed to defend against such attacks and was quickly blown up, along with all the upper-classmen inside it.

Someone had to pay for that bloodshed, so Robert ended up facing the suit's wrath. As punishment he was cryogenically frozen for 200 years. Long enough to go out of style.

After serving his sentence, Baldwin applied for a job at OMNI, but the suits confused his unusual floorplans for diagrams of summoning circles. Robert was hired on the spot, but it was only during his second week of basic training did he realize that he may not have gotten the job he was looking for...

Life: d6 (reactive fabric cape)
Attack: d4 ranged (OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm)
d4 melee exploding occult (Ceremonial Dagger)

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

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

Status: No injuries yet.

Inventory:
OMNITECH Black Jumpsuit
     The standard OMNITECH jumpsuit. Covers everything but the head, hands, and feet. Stain resistant, waterproof, breathable, light, and overall comfortable as everyday wear. Offers no protection against anything more dangerous than a spilled cup of coffee.  Has the employee’s name stenciled on the back like a sports jersey.  This one is Black and has a smaller “OCCULT” stenciled across the right side of the chest, just under the collar bone.
OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 ranged attack) x3 Magazines (d4 use die)
     One of the “Generic” brand of OMNITECH weapons which are ubiquitous in OMNITECH installations. The Generic Personal Sidearm is a handgun as drawn by a 9 year old; A gray rectangle with a gray rectangle grip and a trigger that looks more like a light switch with a trigger guard that looks like an allen wrench. It is uncomfortable, unappealing, and very clearly designed by the lowest bidder, but can effectively put .45 slugs into targets.
OMNITECH Universal Containment Pod x 5
    OMNITECH Containment pods resemble a clear tube held in between two large metal ends with long rods forming a cage and reinforcing structure around the tube.  One of the metal ends has an iris design to allow it to open and allow a sample in before clamping shut. Though the tubes look to be glass they are a multilayer reinforced acrylic that is remarkably strong and non-reactive.
OMNITECH Null-Rod
    The Null-rod is a collapsible rod made of the same non-reactive acrylic as the inner lining of the containment pods. Used by Cultists for the investigative prodding and poking of things that look dangerous.
Ceremonial Dagger (d4, uses occult, die explodes and increases level each explosion)
    A prototype self defense weapon with an entangled connection to the Highly Evil, Logarithmically Lethal plane (H.E.L.L.). Has an over designed appearance to it with a human bone handle and a hooked, serrated blade, almost like a linoleum knife designed by someone who wants to make the linoleum suffer. It’s unknown if the design is somehow conducive to the entanglement or if it's just someone’s idea of a joke. Normally the knife functions like any other mundane instrument of murder, but occasionally it will manifest high levels of H.E.L.L. resonance, producing short lived demonic emissions on contact. Has no OMNITECH branding and never saw a commercial release as of yet due to concerns of cross dimensional bleedover and possession.

OMNITECH EMP grenade (d20 damage, only effects electronics. Single use)

OMNITECH Placed charge (Demo pack, with remote, 3d10 damage, single use)

Fancy Airpods

OMNITECH Reactive fabric cape (1d6 life)

Gentleman's Pipe
    This isn't a pipe. This is a text-based description of a pipe. And also a pipe.
Octarine Tobacco
   An ancient plant from 200 years ago. Used to be all the rage among people with "alternative" lifestyles, but it fell out of style once corporations began selling it legally. Turns out that once the man was in on it, nobody wanted to buy it anymore. By now it would be extinct if it weren't for the single potted plant in Baldwin's room. In the end, Baldwin was a sellout.
Idea Tube
   An old treasure from a past life. Even back then everything was done in CAD, but Baldwin always wanted to stand out. He drew his designs by hand and would store them here for safe keeping along with spare paper and writing tools. This created a tempting prize for any aspiring paparazzi, which lead to him being frequently covered in various magazines. He owes his career to those guys.

Good OMNITECH fishing rod

Money: -500

[1]
Baldwin looks around. Hmmm. These fellas all look pretty tough. There has to be a good way to determine which one is the toughest...AH! A barfight! That will separate the wheat from the chaff! He picks up a bar stool and hurls it at the nearest person, shouting "FIGHT!" as he does.

This, surprisingly, works and the bar is engulfed in violence within moments. [1, 4v2] Sadly he gets no chance to examine which members of the mob are the strongest as he gets hurled bodily through a window and out onto the porch mere moments into the fight. He lays on his back, cape protecting him from the glass under him, and gazes up at the porch ceiling.

"Maybe there was a better way to handle that...."

Continue keeping an eye on our surroundings while the team checks out their kinder egg surprise. Keep an eye out for enemies, drones, radio/other signals, anomalies, etc.

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.

[7]

EdPC grabs a nearby drone and looks around. Hmmm. Well there's some kind of barfight happening at the gilded razor...No sign of any other looters yet...though there's what looks like a convoy heading in this direction from the north...its still miles away though.

[ANGRY_DEMON_NOISES]

That backfired, SAM will try to become less phallus and more vaguely phallic alien monster. Oh, and she'll eat the paste that used to be Burt too while at it, she'll try to not eat any stuff of his that's intact tho, whatever that would be, and bring it back to the EdPC

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 a dickhead.

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: All good
Sight: Pepeers
Smell: I smell  yee
Hearing: I hear yee
Taste: poggers
Touch: Salad Fingers

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

[heydude6]

Look around for any other injured guests, preferably someone who is unconcious and alone with no one paying attention to him. Sneak back into the bar if I have to. Steal their anomly detecting watch.

Then GET THE HELL OUT OF THERE and try to run back to the EDPC, wherever it is. I'm sure my team's got tracking devices or something. Some useful tool to help me find them.

Spoiler: Baldwin (click to show/hide)

Name: Robert Baldwin
Physical Description: A tall and thin man with green eyes and shoulder-length brown hair. You'd almost mistake him for a hippy if it weren't for how well-groomed he was. His hair has a shine to it that one could only get from the most expensive of shampoos and conditioner, while his complexion is flawless. No one knows where he gets his personal hygiene products from.

Background: In a past life, Robert had been a famous architect who distinguished himself with his avant garde designs. Life was good for the young upstart, until his preference for beauty over practicality caught up with him.

His biggest achievement, the Sierra Space Resort was a massive space station meant to house the wealthiest of space tourists. Modelled after a dance device from a bygone era, the station was a giant ball covered almost entirely in mirrors. It would reflect the light of a local star and spread it throughout the cosmos, broadcasting its brilliance to anyone in the solar system. This gave it the nickname the "Dazzle Star".

Though the clientele loved it, locals would get very pissed whenever the D-Star touched down in their corner of space. The reflected sunlight wreaked havoc on nearby planets, starting wildfires and even boiling oceans. Eventually enough people got mad and banded together to form a rebellion. The station was not designed to defend against such attacks and was quickly blown up, along with all the upper-classmen inside it.

Someone had to pay for that bloodshed, so Robert ended up facing the suit's wrath. As punishment he was cryogenically frozen for 200 years. Long enough to go out of style.

After serving his sentence, Baldwin applied for a job at OMNI, but the suits confused his unusual floorplans for diagrams of summoning circles. Robert was hired on the spot, but it was only during his second week of basic training did he realize that he may not have gotten the job he was looking for...

Life: d6 (reactive fabric cape)
Attack: d4 ranged (OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm)
d4 melee exploding occult (Ceremonial Dagger)

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

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

Status: No injuries yet.

Inventory:
OMNITECH Black Jumpsuit
     The standard OMNITECH jumpsuit. Covers everything but the head, hands, and feet. Stain resistant, waterproof, breathable, light, and overall comfortable as everyday wear. Offers no protection against anything more dangerous than a spilled cup of coffee.  Has the employee’s name stenciled on the back like a sports jersey.  This one is Black and has a smaller “OCCULT” stenciled across the right side of the chest, just under the collar bone.
OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 ranged attack) x3 Magazines (d4 use die)
     One of the “Generic” brand of OMNITECH weapons which are ubiquitous in OMNITECH installations. The Generic Personal Sidearm is a handgun as drawn by a 9 year old; A gray rectangle with a gray rectangle grip and a trigger that looks more like a light switch with a trigger guard that looks like an allen wrench. It is uncomfortable, unappealing, and very clearly designed by the lowest bidder, but can effectively put .45 slugs into targets.
OMNITECH Universal Containment Pod x 5
    OMNITECH Containment pods resemble a clear tube held in between two large metal ends with long rods forming a cage and reinforcing structure around the tube.  One of the metal ends has an iris design to allow it to open and allow a sample in before clamping shut. Though the tubes look to be glass they are a multilayer reinforced acrylic that is remarkably strong and non-reactive.
OMNITECH Null-Rod
    The Null-rod is a collapsible rod made of the same non-reactive acrylic as the inner lining of the containment pods. Used by Cultists for the investigative prodding and poking of things that look dangerous.
Ceremonial Dagger (d4, uses occult, die explodes and increases level each explosion)
    A prototype self defense weapon with an entangled connection to the Highly Evil, Logarithmically Lethal plane (H.E.L.L.). Has an over designed appearance to it with a human bone handle and a hooked, serrated blade, almost like a linoleum knife designed by someone who wants to make the linoleum suffer. It’s unknown if the design is somehow conducive to the entanglement or if it's just someone’s idea of a joke. Normally the knife functions like any other mundane instrument of murder, but occasionally it will manifest high levels of H.E.L.L. resonance, producing short lived demonic emissions on contact. Has no OMNITECH branding and never saw a commercial release as of yet due to concerns of cross dimensional bleedover and possession.

OMNITECH EMP grenade (d20 damage, only effects electronics. Single use)

OMNITECH Placed charge (Demo pack, with remote, 3d10 damage, single use)

Fancy Airpods

OMNITECH Reactive fabric cape (1d6 life)

Gentleman's Pipe
    This isn't a pipe. This is a text-based description of a pipe. And also a pipe.
Octarine Tobacco
   An ancient plant from 200 years ago. Used to be all the rage among people with "alternative" lifestyles, but it fell out of style once corporations began selling it legally. Turns out that once the man was in on it, nobody wanted to buy it anymore. By now it would be extinct if it weren't for the single potted plant in Baldwin's room. In the end, Baldwin was a sellout.
Idea Tube
   An old treasure from a past life. Even back then everything was done in CAD, but Baldwin always wanted to stand out. He drew his designs by hand and would store them here for safe keeping along with spare paper and writing tools. This created a tempting prize for any aspiring paparazzi, which lead to him being frequently covered in various magazines. He owes his career to those guys.

Good OMNITECH fishing rod

Money: -500

[Ozarck]

Bob will continue ot play with his balls.

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
depressurized butadiene and styrene-butadiene pressurized rotational ground contact devices
acquired sustenance
Established a beachhead in the yelllowzone along with Anya,

[King Zultan]

(Damn it.)
Did the cognition copier do it's thing if so where am I now?

Spoiler: Is finally dead (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: Dead as hell
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 Omni
 12,300 Megabucks

[NAV]

"Rip in pieces, Burt. You died as you lived."
What if any safety features does the flying thing have? Parachute, airbags, ejection seat?

Is there way to secure it to the top of the EdPC without getting in the way of cannons or anything else too much?

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 card

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
OMNITECH 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
8 nutrient paste

Money: 153 omni

[Horizon]

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Al follows the others staying relatively quiet but still keeping an eye on his comrades so if they do something stupid and injure themselves he can intervene and assist.

[ANGRY_DEMON_NOISES]

((Why wasn't my last post valid for a dice roll?))

Al follows the others staying relatively quiet but still keeping an eye on his comrades so if they do something stupid and injure themselves he can intervene and assist.

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