What happened to the guys who remained inside the EDPC and didn't venture out? Are we also deaf?
Not deaf, but probably very shaken.
"MY EARSDRUMS-Wait, I can regrow them...Well there goes Yak, this just goes to show they don't buld alien deamontech like they used to. I swear it all went wrong when they outsourced to Mars.
SAM grabs the remaning bits of Yak in case the crew can staple him bacm together and skiddadle into the EDPC.
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: 4 (10 MAX)
Attack: d8 bite
Stats
Strength: d8
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 (4 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
-Ate the head of some RPG maniac in self-defence
-Carjacked a car and ate the crew. In self-defence
[3]
Sam runs straight back into the now very on fire building and scoops up what seems to be the largest chunk of Yagyu- along with something else big and shiny- before booking it to the EdPC.
Remain inside the EDPC that I never ventured outside of. Cover my eardrums assuming I still have them. Meditate on the ruined compound and try to listen for the screams of the dammed. Try to recall the basics of demon summoning.
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.
Over comms: "BEEP BEEP GENTLEBEINGS, SHIT JUST WENT FROM 0 TO 100 REAL FAST. YOU'VE GOT A HOT MINUTE TO GET YOUR ASS INSIDE OF ME AND THEN I'M VAMOOSING.
Wait a hot second for the people who are actively running towards the EdPC to get in, then vamoose away from this general location. If we know the location of any teammates who got blown away, see if we can't swing by and pick them up, but priority one is getting some distance between ourselves and this fucked up situation.
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
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.
"Oh GOD!"
Just fucking run and jump into the EDPC.
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
cable
A gun effectively identical to the containment turrets, d8 ammo and not reloadable
Money:
245 Omni
12,300 Megabucks
Run like the dickens! Get inside the EPC.
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 emerald 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)
Box of antique electronics
Box of antique mechanic bits
Box of airplane pins
Turret auto-cannon
Money:
502
Akanorth gets inside the van as fast as possible, and puts pedal to the metal as he goes to join the guy in the movie theater.
Name: akanorth requtist
Physical Description: he is tall and wiry with light brown hair and eyes.
Background: amnesia patient. Works as a cultist because when he woke up in the hospital they told him he worked at omnitech.
Class: cultist
Life: d4
Attack: d2 punches, OMINITECH Generic Personal Sidearm d4 ranged attack
Stats: d8 fate, d6 dexterity, d6 speed, d4 strength, d4 endurance, d4 will, d4 knowledge
Skills: d6 occult, d6 melee, d6 guns, d4 explosives, d4 implants, d4 mechanics, d4 technology, d4 medical, d4 speech
Status: deaf
Inventory: OMNITECH Black Jumpsuit, OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 ranged attack) x3 Magazines (d4 use die), OMNITECH Universal Containment Pod x5, OMNITECH Null-Rod
Money: 0
[5]
The EdPC, now with everyone inside it, absolutely floors it. It takes a few moments for the big electric motors to rev up to full speed but within 15 seconds the EdPC is barreling down the nearest main road at 80 MPH (128 kph). A family of meandering landsquids gets turned into pulp against its bumper. Several dozen cars are blasted out of the way by its wedge shaped front guard. Even at full speed and with very little regard for safety, they only just make it. The rising cloud of smoke from the burning warehouse transforms into a momentary dome of white as the rest of the explosive material within goes up all at once. The sound hits moments before the shockwave, for those still able to hear it at least. The blast lifts the rear half of the EdPC off its tires for a few seconds and the vehicle nearly spins out as it is thrown forward by the force of the shockwave. It slides and grinds to a halt, managing to stay on its wheels.
((Pity it didn't blow up when Wilfred set every computer system in the building on fire. It would've been amusing if he tried to disable the turrets, and then made everything explode.))
"Urghh... fuck... Derp...? Why'd it... why was... there explosives? Fuuuck, why didn't it blow up when I melted the cameras? Yags...? Whadda we do now?"
Grab the broken arm, if it's nearby, then... cripple crawl further away? Considering Wilfred went through six buildings I assume he's a good distance away, but more distance might not hurt.
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.
--The hardsuit's right arm has been torn off, and its right leg has been badly crushed.
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 from d4)
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 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.)
---Used three times
OMNITECH Hardsuit (2d8 life, [sub=d8 max]d6[/sub] jumpjets)
---Can skim on smaller rockets
---Built in binocular view
Anomaly detection watch
OMNITECH Cognition Copier (equipped)
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)
2x Smiles Rifles (d6 ranged attack) and 5 magazines (all d6)
3x Smiles Grenades (d12 explosive)
1x Rocket Launcher (d12+3 ranged explosive)
Money: -853. Owed to loan shark.
--Scouted Smiles territory from the air
--Summoned a ghost rat which led him to an entrance into the tunnels under Smiles territory.
--Accidentally knocked out the Smiles' hospital intranet without getting any useful information... but, like, technically the Smiles are our enemy, so...
--...Accidentally knocked out the Smiles' entire hospital base with a ghost nuke. Accidentally. But, like, again. Technically our enemy.
--......Aaaaaand then accidentally 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?
--Accidentally summoned a fifteen-story skeleton kaiju in the middle of the Smiles base, probably fucking over everyone there who wasn't already fucked over. Which... honestly, at this point, Wil should try to negotiate contracts with the corporations recording all this.
--Interrogated the ghost of the former institute scientist, gaining presumably valuable intel.
--Destroyed an evacuating Smiles van.
--Accidentally destroyed all the computers in an institute building we wanted to investigate. Technically some of these were hostile computers controlling turrets, so it wasn't counterproductive in the end. No, not counterproductive at all...
[3]
Your arm is close by, so you tear yourself free from the rubble and hobble over to it. You tuck it under your remaining arm and activate your rockets. They don't blow up, so thats a good sign. You rise out of the rubble and skim off away from the boiling cloud of smoke.
When the second blast hits it completely tumbles you again, this time through the glass front window of an abandoned deli. You end up half behind, half inside the meat counter. Not hurt any more than before but starting to get tired of this shit.
Name:Tara
Physical Description: A 4 foot 6 in tall female human with pale skin, brunette hair, and blue eyes who weighs 110 pounds. She is 15 years old.
Background: She was Lucy's younger sister. She would watch Lyra perform her experiments until she went to OMNITECH. When she learned of the deaths of her sisters, she joined here hoping to make the place safer
Life: d4
Attack: OMNITECH Foam Gun d3 doesn't do damage. When successful it immobilizes the target.multiple guns stack. Foam tank: d8
OMNITECH “Porcelain” Ceramic knife(d6, breaks on 1) Hammer (Lended, return to owner after door melt attempt)
Stats:
Strength: d6
Dexterity: d8
Speed: d6
Endurance: d6
Will: d8
Knowledge: d10
Fate: d6
Skills:
Melee: d6
Guns: d6
Explosives: d6
Implants: d4
Mechanics: d6
Technology: d6
Medical: d6
Occult: d6
Speech: d8
Status: Consious, grazed by bullet shot by EXC1
Inventory: OMNITECH isolation suit (has bullet hole in it), OMNITECH Foam Gun, OMNITECH sealing kit, OMNITECH environmental hazard detector, OMNITECH “Porcelain” Ceramic knife(d6, breaks on 1), Earplugs, Cognition Copier, Tranquilizer syringe, Sensory Deprivation Suit, Weaponized Plasma Cutter(d4 use die, rolls dex for damage), hypodermic spear(1d6 damage+injection effect), Negotiation Enhancer, Smiles Rifle (d6 ranged attack) and 3 magazines (d6,d6,d6)
Money: 47 OMNI
go drive through the gate
Whatever there is on the other side, it must be important if the makers used occult stuff to trap consciousnesses to it
The gate that is currently closed? Wanna just ram it open eh? Alright.
[5]
You charge the gate in your converted motorized movie theater and...the gate opens for you. You drive straight into blinding white light and....suddenly find yourself rumbling noisily straight through a corn field. You can't really see anything other than tall corn stalks buffeting the windshield, stalks all around you, and blue sky above.
The warehouse blast has raised a reddish smoke cloud miles high and utterly demolished anything near the building while badly damaging things further out. This isn't a huge deal: the place was already pretty damaged so who is going to notice some new broken windows? Answer: Everyone. Because that blast was big enough and the smoke cloud obvious enough to draw some major attention from the locals. Drones are already circling in and the vague distant shouts of men and the crack of gunfire can be heard.
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