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[Ozarck]

"What?!  You've got him so we're--wait, fuck, fuck, that's a guard?  Oh my fucking--Fuck!  Derp!  I thought you fucking Derp had him already!  Fuck, fuck, how do you treat acidic cleaning fluid?!  He's melting!  Fuck Derp, fuck Derp, fuck Derp!"

((I admire your commitment to the character. Wilfred's been pretty entertaining throughout the game.))

[ANGRY_DEMON_NOISES]

((Wilfred's fucking great, the fact he always kills what he isn't supposed to is a trait that grew on me))

[Horizon]

((Busy past months what has happened?))

[Radio Controlled]

((Busy past months what has happened?))

((Incompetence, malice and a dash of violence happened.))

[King Zultan]

((Busy past months what has happened?))

((Incompetence, malice and a dash of violence happened.))

((I died again, then came back to life as a fox.))

[Pancaek]

(The EDPC does have reloads for its guns, but I honestly forget how many. They were described as ammo boxes through, so maybe a quick search will reveal them. Should be in a post near the beginning of this)

They're in my sheet iunder the EdPC. Both side guns came with a D6 ammobox, though it seems I forgot to buy extra. So each gun has 1 d6 box of ammo, currently.

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

Decals:
Upsetting Frog Logo™ mounted to the front like a figurehead
Mural depicting Bob on the side

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]

((Busy past months what has happened?))

((Incompetence, malice and a dash of violence happened.))

"So since I can't leave the truck I guess I'll ask did anyone save the brains of the pizza robots onto a flash drive or something, because I've got an idea of what we can do with them."
See what repairs are needed for the other animatronics to work again and fix what I can with out a tool kit charge.

Spoiler: Is no longer dead! (click to show/hide)

Name: Burt Burt
Physical Description: An animatronic Dandy Fox with an old money southern drawl.
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:
Smell: Nope can't do that.
Hearing:
Taste: Doesn't have one.
Touch: Probably doesn't really have that ether.

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

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

Status: No longer dead.
Inventory:
 OMNITECH Red Jumpsuit
 OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 ranged attack) x5 Magazines (d4 use die)
 OMNITECH Tool kit (0 / 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 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

They had to combine the "Brains" from all the robots into one hodgepodge computer to put your mind into it. As it turns out, fast food animatronics don't have computers good enough to run a simulated human brain. They have computers good enough to run 1/4th of a human brain though, which was lucky for you.

In order to get the animatronics up and running again, you'd need to replace their brains. The dearly departed Paris does have some electronic ghosts he could use to control them if needed.

((The misadventures of the Wil-SAM comedy duo is the best sitcom I never knew I wanted.    ))

"So, you here to speak to the doc? He's said more than once that he was connected to that." He nods towards the red zone and its constant storm.

"Why yes, if you could bring us to him that would be most wonderful, we'd love to have a chat with the good doctor."

Follow them to the hospital. Once there, request an audience with the doc. On the way there, ask them to tell us about themselves: who are they, what do they do, why are they here in the orange zone? 

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
d8 use box of metal scrap for ammo (does either d8 or d10 damage)
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
inventory of Burt
2 anomaly detection watches (1 given to Wilfred)

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.
Samples: Sam, Bob
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. Can use it on low-power setting to cut things open without havig to recharge.
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 and I assume Bob follow the orderly across the parking lot.

"This is the old Madona university library" the orderly says as they pass the building connected to the parking lot. "Over there, to the west, is the Felician Sisters convent.  We provide protection to them as well.  They've been taking in any children we find or that end up orphaned. A lot of the Orderlies grew up there and ended up helping in the hospital."

They continue north, and find what can be best described as ad hoc fields. What was likely a large open area of trees had been cleared, plowed, and seeded. The fields take up just about as much space as possible and even then they're absolutely packed with plants. A handful of men and women are out in the fields even now, carefully tending the plants and watering.

"Grow as much of our own food as we can. Believe it or not most of our trouble makers aren't nightmares like that thing back there, starving raiders are a far bigger issue."

Finally, after traveling a good mile or so north, they reach the hospital. It...well it looks like a hospital. Sprawling compound of brownish beige and red brick buildings in the center of a sea of black asphalt parking lots. The cars in the parking lot have all been moved to form a barricade around the hospital, the yellow arm of the old construction crane they used to do it visible beyond the automotive wall. There are men up on the roof of each building, men patrolling the outer perimeter, men at a makeshift gate in the auto wall. You're ushered inside, past the inner courtyard with its apparent cadre of homeless people gathered round tents and fire barrels. The inside of the hospital is dark, lit only by those small gasoline lanterns you saw back at the Gilded Razor. They take you through the confused maze of the interior, past cots and beds holding injured men and women, families clustered and living in abandoned offices, prospectors sitting quietly with bandaged wounds, and even a fully lit and apparently running OR. You pass a few rooms which appear to have electric light and working machines; your guide notices you looking and remarks,

"We have generators, but we only use them for machines and when lanterns aren't an option. Have to keep the power for when we need it."

Finally he leads you into the basement and then into a small room labeled "Storage".  Within is a lantern lit room with a desk, bookshelf, loads of boxes of paperwork, a computer terminal, and an old man.  The old man looks up from his desk as you enter and double takes at the both of you.

"Come to kill me?" He asks, setting is pen down  and placing his hands flat on the desk. He doesn't seem to be joking, but he doesn't seem fearful either.

"What?!  You've got him so we're--wait, fuck, fuck, that's a guard?  Oh my fucking--Fuck!  Derp!  I thought you fucking Derp had him already!  Fuck, fuck, how do you treat acidic cleaning fluid?!  He's melting!  Fuck Derp, fuck Derp, fuck Derp!"

Uhhhh so I think nerd's probably gonna die, so... stay nearby, shoot anyone who comes near or looks violent (not SAM), and if the nerd kicks the bucket, summon his ghost jmmediately.  And keep it.  I guess.

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 d4
Gun d8
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)

Autonomous corporate observation drone (rolls on d6 to interpret confusing orders) (with SAM)

OMNITECH Neuron reconfiguration helmet (Allows the level of two skills to be switched. Overuse causes reduction of levels.)
---Used three times
OMNITECH Hardsuit (2d8 life, d8 jumpjets)
---Can skim on smaller rockets
---Built in binocular view

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.

Spoiler: Accomplishments (click to show/hide)

--Scouted Smiles territory from the air
--Summoned a ghost rat which led him to an entrance into the tunnels under Smiles territory.
--Knocked out the Smiles' hospital intranet without getting any useful information... but, like, technically the Smiles are our enemy, so...
--...Knocked out the Smiles' entire hospital base with a ghost nuke.  Accidentally.  But, like, again.  Technically our enemy.
--......Aaaaaand then melted the guards guarding the scientist target, the other scientists, and the scientist we wanted to kidnap.  VERY TECHNICALLY THESE WERE ALL OUR ENEMIES.

"FSHS SSFH WIFSHD!"

SAM will go agaisnt her late mother's advice and shallow without chewing, then she'll try to find the screaming melty dude who looks the most like the nerd she's searching for and try to un-melt him with her medikit. But not before GTFOing from the gas melty cloud with the nerd in tow of course, here's to hoping he won't slip through her fingers...literally

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 swiss guy's greatest wetmare.

Senior Medical Officer (+100 Omni)

Flesh: 3 (10 MAX)
Attack: d6 bite

Stats
Strength: d4
Dexterity: d6
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
Wil's Autonomous corporate observation drone (rolls on d6 to interpret confusing orders)

Credits 20 (-200 debt)

Things done:
-Returned to primordial goo
-Ate fish flakes
-Threw up a fishball
-Sneaked into the sewers
-Pounced onto a mook
-Scared the information about cables out of a goon
-Connected the drone to the cable
-Ate someone's head
-Found some nerds
-Partially vored a dude

[3]
SAM swallows the man whole and drags herself and her hugely swollen and struggling belly over to the smoking pile of melting men.
[1]
She looks around for a moment before shrugging and grabbing the nearest pile of meat. She gives it a tug, to try and get it over to her and out of the pool of acid thats eroding the concrete. The first tug produces nothing. The second produces a wet noise, and the third separates a chunk of meat about the size of two people. Judging by all the fresh blood and organs that spill out along the separation line, this didn't really help. A quick count of limbs and she decides she probably has sizable pieces of about three people here, none of them alive.

[4]
Wilfred looks at the horrible carnage Sam just added to the already mounting atrocity and decides they've passed the point of saving anyone. He stamps his armor shod foot on the concrete and about two dozen vague ghostly forms seem to condense out of thin air.  Another two join them a few moments later as their bodies apparently expire  in the still bubbling acid pool.

"Aright. Which one of you is the guy we're here to save?" Wilfred says to the ghosts hovering over a pile of melted former humans.

The cluster of spirits seems to look amongst themselves in confusion.  Wilfred is about to start explaining things when someone over near the motorpool opens up with a mounted machinegun and starts spraying the area with lead.

"Hold that thought...and that semi-corporeal form."

[piecewise]

(The EDPC does have reloads for its guns, but I honestly forget how many. They were described as ammo boxes through, so maybe a quick search will reveal them. Should be in a post near the beginning of this)

They're in my sheet iunder the EdPC. Both side guns came with a D6 ammobox, though it seems I forgot to buy extra. So each gun has 1 d6 box of ammo, currently.

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

Decals:
Upsetting Frog Logo™ mounted to the front like a figurehead
Mural depicting Bob on the side

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.

EdPC is also here.

[ANGRY_DEMON_NOISES]

"Hey, we're trying to have a conversation here! The Nerve on some people, can you be a pal and shut him up Walfredo? I need to bulk up a little before I can really help out."

Saying that SAM will unhinge her mouth and eat whatever remains of the nerds and guards, making sure to eat the parts with the least acid, that's a sauce too spicy even for her.

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 swiss guy's greatest wetmare.

Senior Medical Officer (+100 Omni)

Flesh: 3 (10 MAX)
Attack: d6 bite

Stats
Strength: d4
Dexterity: d6
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
Wil's Autonomous corporate observation drone (rolls on d6 to interpret confusing orders)

Credits 20 (-200 debt)

Things done:
-Returned to primordial goo
-Ate fish flakes
-Threw up a fishball
-Sneaked into the sewers
-Pounced onto a mook
-Scared the information about cables out of a goon
-Connected the drone to the cable
-Ate someone's head
-Found some nerds
-Partially vored a dude
-Vored a dude

[Horizon]

It took awhile but he sobered up, but now where the fuck was he? Alec tries to find the where everyone went.

Spoiler: Scottish Medic (click to show/hide)

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

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

Skills:
    - Melee: d8
    - Guns: d4
    - Explosives: d4
    - Implants: d4
    - Mechanics: d4
    - Technology: d4
    - Medical: d6
    - Occult: d4
    - Speech: d4
Status: Sober for a Scot

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

Money: Broke AF

[Radio Controlled]

"Come to kill me?" He asks, setting is pen down  and placing his hands flat on the desk. He doesn't seem to be joking, but he doesn't seem fearful either.

"Don't worry doc, we're just here to talk. Please don't be taken aback by our appearance, it comes with our line of work.

If I may reintroduce ourselves: my name is Yagyu and we are here to investigate Neo Detroit to see if we can figure out what is going on here and how to stop it. My associate here is Bob. Don't... don't ask me why or how, I don't know either. Good mechanic though.

Now, I was led to believe you used to be associated with the institute that seems to be at the center off all this. In that case, if you could spare us a moment," he says, while taking out the last bottle of good booze that he saved and setting it down in front of the old timer, "we would love to hear all about it."

So yeah, offer the booze to the doc and ask him to tell us about who he is, the institute and his role there, what he knows about the events that lead up to this, etc.

Also, ask the guy who led us here if they have any better batteries we could trade for for Burt, if yes ask him to go talk to said Burt about it.

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
d8 use box of metal scrap for ammo (does either d8 or d10 damage)
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
inventory of Burt
2 anomaly detection watches (1 given to Wilfred)

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.
Samples: Sam, Bob
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. Can use it on low-power setting to cut things open without havig to recharge.
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

[heydude6]

"Ooh... Culty stuff.

Perform an autopsy of the Tree Titan. Ask the hospital men if I can borrow some tools (mostly electric saws), otherwise use my occult knife that will eventually give me a good roll if I hit something with it enough times. Try to obtain analogues for the following parts and put them in a containment jar:

1. An eye.

2. A heart (or some "blood")

3. A sample of "brain" tissue.

4. A sample of "muscle" (or some sort of actuator)

The goal of this autopsy is to determine whether or not this creature has anything that can be loosely considered an "anatomy". Does it have any parts that allow it to function as a living creature or is it a golem that is exclusively powered by magic (eg. Woody from Toy Story). Such a creature would have to shapeshift every time it wanted to move. Rigor mortis would set in immediately since it doesn't actually have any joints.

Once that's done, walk around and interview people about their religious beliefs. Ask them if they knew the original man who transformed into the tree.

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 4
    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 Universal Containment Pod with Golden Mushroom and Aluminum
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)

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

Some guy's wallet

Some guy's crumpled piece of paper.

A prospector's watch
It's got sensors and shit that detects anomalies. Allegedly ceases to function deeper into the zone

Military grade Electronic Binoculars. Is there still any movement?
Useful for scouting

Money: -500 OMNI bucks, 147 Megabucks.

[King Zultan]

Stay at the truck and look around and see if there isn't somewhere that I might get robot brains from.

Spoiler: Is no longer dead! (click to show/hide)

Name: Burt Burt
Physical Description: An animatronic Dandy Fox with an old money southern drawl.
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:
Smell: Nope can't do that.
Hearing:
Taste: Doesn't have one.
Touch: Probably doesn't really have that ether.

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

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

Status: No longer dead.
Inventory:
 OMNITECH Red Jumpsuit
 OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 ranged attack) x5 Magazines (d4 use die)
 OMNITECH Tool kit (0 / 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 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

[syvarris]

Wilfred's free hand comes up and slaps into the top of his heavily armored hardsuit as he turns to face the machine gun, clearly frustrated.

"What the hell, man?  Are you braindead?!  I am basically wearing a TANK!  And I just killed a fucking hospital with my mind!  WE ARE STILL STANDING UNDER THE HORRIFYING MUSHROOM CLOUD OF THE SCREAMING DEAD!  What possible fucking result are you expecting?!  At least use a rocket launcher or something, you idiots must have them!  God!"

I'd shoot him but that doesn't seem like the most fun option.  Instead, scream at the attacker, and summon up the restless dead inside the vehicles in the motor pool.  Tell the ghosts to cause chaos and murder everything that isn't Wilfred.  Or SAM.  Or already dead.

And if that fails just shoot the machine gun.

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 d4
Gun d8
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)

Autonomous corporate observation drone (rolls on d6 to interpret confusing orders) (with SAM)

OMNITECH Neuron reconfiguration helmet (Allows the level of two skills to be switched. Overuse causes reduction of levels.)
---Used three times
OMNITECH Hardsuit (2d8 life, d8 jumpjets)
---Can skim on smaller rockets
---Built in binocular view

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.

Spoiler: Accomplishments (click to show/hide)

--Scouted Smiles territory from the air
--Summoned a ghost rat which led him to an entrance into the tunnels under Smiles territory.
--Knocked out the Smiles' hospital intranet without getting any useful information... but, like, technically the Smiles are our enemy, so...
--...Knocked out the Smiles' entire hospital base with a ghost nuke.  Accidentally.  But, like, again.  Technically our enemy.
--......Aaaaaand then melted the guards guarding the scientist target, the other scientists, and the scientist we wanted to kidnap.  VERY TECHNICALLY THESE WERE ALL OUR ENEMIES.
--At least Wil grabbed the scientist's soul right after killing him?

[heydude6]

(OOC: Try to rip the ghost out of his still living body with your mind  )