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[heydude6]

Ring up command and request a heavy bombardment on the site of that growing fleshlight over there. Artillery, orbital, whatever assets they have that can respond right the fuck now.

"Perhaps you should clarify the need for us to be a fair distance away before they begin the strike. The blast radii of nukes are pretty big. Our two miles is not even remotely close to a safe distance."

[The Lupanian]

Get on the turret and shoot anything non-human that looks like it’s following.

Also contact the military (US and Canadian) and explain the situation (omitting the part about it being one of our teammates) and ask kindly for indirect fire on the bazaar.

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 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

[Ozarck]

Stay in Chevy, get out of Dodge.

[syvarris]

"Yeah, we're getting the hell out of dodge indeed. Those ghost things you can summon, how confident are you in your ability to control them? We don't wanna throw even more fuel on this fire, but we're running out of other options fast.

I'll try to ring us up some conventional heavy fire support, but if that doesn't pan out or it isn't enough then feel free to do what you can."

"Ehh, honestly?  I give it equal odds that I lose control, they do nothing, and that they help.  At least if I try something here.  There's always the option to try and initiate a stage nine catalyzation event right on top of SAM; it should be more reliable to fight fire with fire... but it's pretty much guaranteed I'd die in the process.  And, more importantly, I'd lose this sweet-ass hardsuit!  Soooo I'm gonna wait a minute, see how things are going.  Maybe drop off this suit with you guys, too.  We got any volunteers to fly my naked robot ass back there in the... the hover bug thingy we looted?"

[Radio Controlled]

"Yeah, we're getting the hell out of dodge indeed. Those ghost things you can summon, how confident are you in your ability to control them? We don't wanna throw even more fuel on this fire, but we're running out of other options fast.

I'll try to ring us up some conventional heavy fire support, but if that doesn't pan out or it isn't enough then feel free to do what you can."

"Ehh, honestly?  I give it equal odds that I lose control, they do nothing, and that they help.  At least if I try something here.  There's always the option to try and initiate a stage nine catalyzation event right on top of SAM; it should be more reliable to fight fire with fire... but it's pretty much guaranteed I'd die in the process.  And, more importantly, I'd lose this sweet-ass hardsuit!  Soooo I'm gonna wait a minute, see how things are going.  Maybe drop off this suit with you guys, too.  We got any volunteers to fly my naked robot ass back there in the... the hover bug thingy we looted?"

"Hmm, I see. Well, I'm a robot and my original body is lying there doing... whatever it is doing, so worst come to worst I can fly you over.

Also, maaaybe consider leaving your cognition copier behind as well? I dunno what that thing can or can't affect exactly, but at least your last backups are clean right now, but if that field can somehow corrupt the data and then it gets uploaded..."

((Question, what skill/stat did flying that thing take again?))

Ring up command and request a heavy bombardment on the site of that growing fleshlight over there. Artillery, orbital, whatever assets they have that can respond right the fuck now.

"Perhaps you should clarify the need for us to be a fair distance away before they begin the strike. The blast radii of nukes are pretty big. Our two miles is not even remotely close to a safe distance."

"Well, I can try, but let me level with you: if worst comes to worst, I'd prefer getting blown to kingdom come rather than become a part of that. We allowed this to happen, now we gotta deal with it."

[BlackPaladin99]

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

 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: normal
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

akanorth curses his bad luck.  if the EDPC is being driven towards that interplanar gate-thingy he mans the biggest gun that is not being manned and shoots anything that looks hostile/harmful.  if not, he then boots whoever is driving the EDPC out and drives to the interplanar gate-thingy

[Pancaek]

" We allowed this to happen, now we gotta deal with it."

"I know I'm just the wheels of this operation, but I strongly disagree. I didn't allow anything to happen, nobody asked my opinion or permission. The only thing we gotta do right now is get the hell outta here. This shit's crazy man, how did this even happen?!"

akanorth curses his bad luck.  if the EDPC is being driven towards that interplanar gate-thingy he mans the biggest gun that is not being manned and shoots anything that looks hostile/harmful.  if not, he then boots whoever is driving the EDPC out and drives to the interplanar gate-thingy

"Ey, EY, I see you creeping up on the command compartment there! I've got eyes on the inside and can see your every move. I don't know what you want, but I'll remind you that the door to the command compartment is locked specifically because I don't trust you fools. If my driving doesn't please milord somehow, you're free to jump out the back door. That one I did leave unlocked.

[King Zultan]

" We allowed this to happen, now we gotta deal with it."

"I know I'm just the wheels of this operation, but I strongly disagree. I didn't allow anything to happen, nobody asked my opinion or permission. The only thing we gotta do right now is get the hell outta here. This shit's crazy man, how did this even happen?!"

"I also disagree with that as I to had nothing to do with causing this shit show and I'm not attached to Detroit enough to want to save it. What happens in Detroit hopefully stays in Detroit."

[syvarris]

"Ehh, honestly?  I give it equal odds that I lose control, they do nothing, and that they help.  At least if I try something here.  There's always the option to try and initiate a stage nine catalyzation event right on top of SAM; it should be more reliable to fight fire with fire... but it's pretty much guaranteed I'd die in the process.  And, more importantly, I'd lose this sweet-ass hardsuit!  Soooo I'm gonna wait a minute, see how things are going.  Maybe drop off this suit with you guys, too.  We got any volunteers to fly my naked robot ass back there in the... the hover bug thingy we looted?"

"Hmm, I see. Well, I'm a robot and my original body is lying there doing... whatever it is doing, so worst come to worst I can fly you over.

Also, maaaybe consider leaving your cognition copier behind as well? I dunno what that thing can or can't affect exactly, but at least your last backups are clean right now, but if that field can somehow corrupt the data and then it gets uploaded..."

((Question, what skill/stat did flying that thing take again?))

((It uses auxil I mean technology, but you only need to roll for extreme/difficult/dangerous movement.  So, might need a roll to escape.))

"Eh?  It can do that?  I'll check the user manual in a min, to be sure.  As for you, Yags, are you sure that'd be worthwhile?  I was thinking of having one of the real mooks who are eager for promotion fly me in.  You, you're actually a loss if you die.  And you don't have a copier.  I could just fly myself in, all we lose in that case is the flying machine."

[piecewise]

Seeing the apocalypse on the horizon and the destruction it caused, Baldwin takes out his single demolition charge and recalls a conversation he had with Sam along time ago.
"So this was the choice she made..."

Spoiler: The Conversation (WARNING: ugly quote pyramid) (click to show/hide)

"Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeey, Rob..." SAM Said as she slithered towards the cultist, "I see you don't have any armour, how about we make a deal? flesh horror to person."

”Errr... What are the terms?”

"You give me any organic stuff you find, including artefacts, I also get exorcism privileges, and you also have to retrieve my body if I end up dying or going mad and try to eat everyone's faces off. In return, I'll give ya 400 bucks for some armour, and one free operation. Along with not eating your kidneys if we end up stranded and alone together for more than 2 hours."

”I can agree to that. I call dibs on one fish though.

“But what do you mean by retrieve your body if you go mad? Do you mean *gulp* put it down?”

"No, I mean literally fetch it back. I'm not building another flesh horror from scratch, just put what remains in a jar of mayo and bring it back to base so I can fix it up...or eat it, whichever's easier really. Anyway here's your money," SAM spits a bundle of OMNI at Rob, "Buy a cape and a fishing rod or something, I'm gonna go eat a couch or listen to some fleshpunk"

She specifically told him not to put her down if she goes mad, just simply collect the remains after someone else does it, but just look at this! This was too much. It's one thing to see such carnage after it's too late to do anything about it like with the gate. It was a whole nother thing to witness it happening right in front of you. To have known some of the people who are now gone forever, even if only briefly.

Even though he knew it was impossible, Baldwin still couldn't get over the feeling that he should have done something to prevent this. It was too late for that though. All he could do now was send a message.


"Sam, if your radio is still working and you can hear me, then I've got something to say. If you're looking for more flesh to absorb, then the hellgate we saw earlier seems like a good spot to check out.  "

It was painful to pretend that nothing was wrong, that he wasn't disgusted by what he was seeing, but he needed to draw her away from the group. Those red clouds were looking pretty scary.

Compare the rate of expansion of the clouds to the speed of our vehicle. Will we be able to outrun it at our current pace or are we fucked?

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.

[5]
You look at the clouds, making rough calculations as they expand outwards. You then scramble up and look at the Speedometer of the EdPC. You count on your fingers. You carry the one....Uh oh.

"Must go faster." You mumble at first, then start shouting. "ED! Faster please! Meat coming!"

"I'm going as fast as I can." Ed says, barreling straight through an abandoned car as though to prove it, "Besides, half the people in here are robots. Maybe more than half. I'm a damn car. If you're still a meat bag its really your own fault."

"OH GOD!"
Curl into a ball on the floor and hope my being a robot protects me from being eaten by the flesh mountain.

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)
 Fire extinguisher (d6 use)
 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)
 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.
 A gun effectively identical to the containment turrets, d8 ammo and not reloadable
 Rocket Launcher (d12+3 ranged explosive) One spare rocket
 Flashlight
 Laptop
 Smartphone
 A small ball that has complex etched designs on the surface and smolders with yellow flames
 Knife
 Machete
 Rifle
 5 Handguns
Money:
 245 Omni
 6,000 Megabucks

"I'm too devilishly handsome to die! Again!"

You slink into a corner and roll yourself into a ball, hoping the expanding flesh nightmare just overlooks you.

"...Goodbye, Sam.  Our time together was short, but I'll always remember your amusing fleshorror antics.  Fuck Derp..."

Keep flying away from the flesh singularity.  Try to get to and land on the EdPC, and secondarily avoid flesh.  Wilfred is happy he died and became a robot.

Edit: I have a question.  Would it be possible to activate the cognition copier now, then go do a suicidal charge into SAM-9, and still have the backup work normally?  Or does the copier need to be worn at the moment of death?

"Hey, guys?  How are you holding up, what's the gameplan here?  Think there's a path out of this mess... or do we gotta fight a nascent flesh god with a nascent ghost god?  I could try something occult here, but it's a roll of the dice whether it helps us or just absorbs us into boner kaiju V2."

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.
--The hardsuit's right arm has been torn off, and its right leg has been badly crushed... but both were repaired extremely skillfully by Burt.  Good Burt!

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)
Hacked observation drone from Detroit

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)
Fragile Darkness artifact gun ()

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.
--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.
----Said skeleton kaiju then left to attack the military perimeter around Detroit.  Who really weren't our enemy, but I guess they are now.
------But he destroyed the skeleton kaiju!  So it's all good!
--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...
--Hacked into the flash storage drive that SAM found after Yagyu detonated, containing a ton of information about the central institute building.  Also figured out what said institute building was designed to do.
--Stole an artifact gun worth millions of megabucks from the Bizarre... I guess?  SAM provided the distraction.

You land atop the EdPC and hang on as it bumps and swerves down the road.

The Cog Copier works continuously, copying your brain (or rather deviations from the previous state) every 30 seconds or so. Its possible to turn it off, to prevent new state uploads if thats what you want. But otherwise it doesn't matter if its completely destroyed or something, there will always be a backup as long as you have it.

Stay in Chevy, get out of Dodge.

We are going to make the assumption that at some point in the past hour or two of meandering that someone attached the Movie The-ate-er to the back of the EdPC and that you (And presumably brain dead Tara) are rattling along behind it.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

 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: normal
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

akanorth curses his bad luck.  if the EDPC is being driven towards that interplanar gate-thingy he mans the biggest gun that is not being manned and shoots anything that looks hostile/harmful.  if not, he then boots whoever is driving the EDPC out and drives to the interplanar gate-thingy

Get on the turret and shoot anything non-human that looks like it’s following.

Also contact the military (US and Canadian) and explain the situation (omitting the part about it being one of our teammates) and ask kindly for indirect fire on the bazaar.

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 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 and Ji both man turrets and start firing at the distant flesh mass. Nothing is following the EdPC in the most literal sense, except for the expanding red sky. But whatever, putting a few hundred rounds into the expanding flesh thing is probably not a bad idea. Can't hurt anything...other than the flesh thing.

"Hey, guys?  How are you holding up, what's the gameplan here?  Think there's a path out of this mess... or do we gotta fight a nascent flesh god with a nascent ghost god?  I could try something occult here, but it's a roll of the dice whether it helps us or just absorbs us into boner kaiju V2."

"Yeah, we're getting the hell out of dodge indeed. Those ghost things you can summon, how confident are you in your ability to control them? We don't wanna throw even more fuel on this fire, but we're running out of other options fast.

I'll try to ring us up some conventional heavy fire support, but if that doesn't pan out or it isn't enough then feel free to do what you can."

Ring up command and request a heavy bombardment on the site of that growing fleshlight over there. Artillery, orbital, whatever assets they have that can respond right the fuck now.

If they can't help, ring up the military base commander and request the same. Advise him not to send any soldiers near the thing though, tell them to keep their distance but lob any ordnance they have left at it.

EDIT: to clarify, try to time it so we are out of the blast radius before a strike hits, but if we are about to be overcome by this thing's effect or get caught somehow, blast away.

Either way, while we are driving away, use the main gun if any physical threat closes in on us.

Finally, question: does it seem likely that shrieker rounds would affect/distract this thing?


"Any of you here in EdPC that still have fleshy parts, stow your weapons away in case whatever field that thing is generating reaches us and messes with you. If anything comes at us that can actually be shot at, use the EdPC side guns. "

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

mook map
Interactive map, courtesy of Paris

Name: Yagyu d'Aubigny
Physical Description: a ghost with no shell
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: d6
Attack: I WISH

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

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


Status: EXPLOOOSION

Inventory:
ERROR 401: INVENTORY NOT FOUND

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

Command you have eyes on the current situation right? Could we get a bit of orbital bombardment or something?

OMNI corporation does not have legal jurisdiction within the Detroit containment zone. All actions must be accepted by the US military and local protectorates.  As such orbital bombardment is not legally permissible.

There is a long pause.

On another note, and in the interest of preventing any confusion, an unmanned drone plane carrying a 10 kiloton nuclear weapon is currently in route to the disaster zone. The drone's ID number is HevRad-W993 and passcode is sanitize2295.  If this drone were to crash and detonate in the vicinity of...the former pioneer school for example...it would be advisable to be north of at least Liberty Street. Please keep this in mind.

Shrieker rounds might have an effect. Hard to tell without trying.

"This has gone tits up, REAL BAD."

PW reminder: Just want to remind  you that the door between the crew compartment and the command/driver's compartment of the EdPC is still shut.

Focus on getting us away from SAM. Keep up the pace while avoiding the cracks and fleshy blobs and all the other horrors. Getting us away is priority number 1.

Keep comms open for Yagyu to send his message to command. If I do find a second to breathe, try and send footage and the coordinates of SAM to those drones flying overhead and whatever other recievers are in range, in hopes that any of them feel like doing maybe stopping whatever is happening. Or if not, at least it should make for a good documentary/horror movie.

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.

[3]
The EdPC keeps rumbling forwards but as it gets further north, the density of abandoned cars increases. It weaves and wobbles through, smashing some cars aside and dodging past the larger clusters. Doing this slows it considerably, though doesn't stop its advance. Ed doesn't have any time to do anything but focus on what's in front of him.







The Red Sky expands ever further and maybe even faster. Its gaining on the EdPC.  The inhabitants can now see people on the street clearly as the sky overtakes them, their bodies melting out of their clothing like timelapse footage of dissolving snowmen.  The giant thing coming together in the ruins of the bizarre is now over a hundred feet tall. Clearly a pair of legs. And only grown up to the knee.

[heydude6]

"Oh shit!

OH SHIT! WE'RE NOT GONNA MAKE IT!"

Baldwin opens a door in the EDPC (I assume it pops open Delorean style) and tries to climb on top of the vehicle so he can crawl into the silverfish and fly it away from here once all the fleshies get on board.

"Wilfred! Lend me a hand! I'm not the most dextrous monkey and us fleshbags need to get in that Silverfish, NOW! The EDPC is a heavily armed, heavily armored juggernaut, while the Silverfish is a speedy lightweight reconnaissance craft. It's got a top speed of 200 mph! If that can't get us out of here, then nothing can!"

As Baldwin climbs, he looks back and sees Bob and Tara sitting in the Chevy being towed by the EDPC.

"I don't think those two are going to make it in without your help Will, but regardless of what you do with them, I'd appreciate if you could lend your suit rockets to give us some extra speed."

Hopefully the combined speed of the silverfish and Wilfred are fast enough to get us out of there now, but even if it isn't, it at least buys us some time. If that is the case though (and I should know due to my calculation from the previous turn), then search through my memory and try to see if I know about any summoning circles that could protect us from evil magics. A circle of holy protection perhaps? Would that even protect us from SAM? If not, try to find the quickest way to make a portal to another dimension, ANY dimension! Could be H.E.L.L for god's sake! Anywhere but here!

EDIT: New action

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.

[Ozarck]

We are going to make the assumption that at some point in the past hour or two of meandering that someone attached the Movie The-ate-er to the back of the EdPC and that you (And presumably brain dead Tara) are rattling along behind it.

((this is the most hilarious of cases, and therefore the preferred one. A tentacle wearing, spiderbot controlling crocodile with a mechanical aptitude and a brain-dead bureaucrat rattling along in a Chevrolet modified to be a movie theater, towed behind a sapient APC carrying several robots and some still fleshly beings, trying to outrun the construction of a several hundred meter tall felshmonster in a city dominated by an antireality vortex created by the dreaming mind of a drug addled psychic test subject.

[syvarris]

"Wilfred! Lend me a hand! I'm not the most dextrous monkey and us fleshbags need to get in that Silverfish, NOW! The EDPC is a heavily armed, heavily armored juggernaut, while the Silverfish is a speedy lightweight reconnaissance craft. It's got a top speed of 200 mph! If that can't get us out of here, then nothing can!"

"Oh, sorry.  I'm a little bit too busy discussing selfishly sacrificing myself to save everyone's lives.  I don't have time to assist with your attempt to heroically abandon everyone here in a blind attempt to save yourself.  Don't worry though; if you steal the flier, I'll make sure to kill you after I get back to base.  Yags, think we should go with ghosty plan, or do you figure the nuke's good enough?"

[heydude6]

"Wilfred! Lend me a hand! I'm not the most dextrous monkey and us fleshbags need to get in that Silverfish, NOW! The EDPC is a heavily armed, heavily armored juggernaut, while the Silverfish is a speedy lightweight reconnaissance craft. It's got a top speed of 200 mph! If that can't get us out of here, then nothing can!"

"Oh, sorry.  I'm a little bit too busy discussing selfishly sacrificing myself to save everyone's lives.  I don't have time to assist with your attempt to heroically abandon everyone here in a blind attempt to save yourself.  Don't worry though; if you steal the flier, I'll make sure to kill you after I get back to base.  Yags, think we should go with ghosty plan, or do you figure the nuke's good enough?"

"If you're mad at me for not volunteering to fly you towards SAM, then I'm sorry, but did you see what happened to those civilians that we drove past? The moment they ended up underneath the cloud, they dissolved as if they were thrown into acid. Being in the sky won't make any difference, I literally can't do what you asked me too!

"Also, are you dense? Do you know why I asked you to help Tara and Bob get into the vehicle? It's because they're way back there! There's no way in hell Bob is going to be able to tightrope walk across the towing cable, and I'd have a good chance of crashing the Silverfish if I flew it so close to the Chevrolet myself. I was hoping you would fly close to them with your jets, pick them up, and load them into the chopper. Those already inside the EDPC would simply climb aboard like I'm currently doing. It's a rescue plan for god's sake!

"The only person being selfish here is you, and I know you were being sarcastic last time, but I'm dead serious. How is this saving our lives? If your trick really does rely on obtaining close proximity to Sam, then by the time you reach her... sorry I mean it, The blast wave would have caught up with us and every non-synthetic person here would be dead. I know this cause I did the math earlier.

"So let go of your martyrdom complex. Our order's from Yagyu are to get out of here, and all you've been doing so far is threatening to hamper our escape attempt. Our incoming nuke will be more than adequate at dealing with that thing so let's start working as a team and make sure all of us can get out of here alive. For one thing, we're going to need to find a way of securing additional personnel to the craft once the cockpit and gunner's seat are full.

"And just so you know, death threats don't work on somebody who is going to die anyway."


((I'm genuinely surprised by your opposition to my actions. Re-reading my previous post, I noticed a small ambiguity that piecewise might decide to run wild with, so I will fix that. Just so others don't think I'm rewriting my entire post, I'll quote the original in a spoiler so people can compare.

Spoiler: Can you spot the difference? (click to show/hide)

"Oh shit!

OH SHIT! WE'RE NOT GONNA MAKE IT!"

Baldwin opens a door in the EDPC (I assume it pops open Delorean style) and tries to climb on top of the vehicle so he can crawl into the silverfish and fly it away from here.

"Wilfred! Lend me a hand! I'm not the most dextrous monkey and us fleshbags need to get in that Silverfish, NOW! The EDPC is a heavily armed, heavily armored juggernaut, while the Silverfish is a speedy lightweight reconnaissance craft. It's got a top speed of 200 mph! If that can't get us out of here, then nothing can!"

As Baldwin climbs, he looks back and sees Bob and Tara sitting in the Chevy being towed by the EDPC.

"I don't think those two are going to make it in without your help Will, but regardless of what you do with them, I'd appreciate if you could lend your suit rockets to give us some extra speed."

Hopefully the combined speed of the silverfish and Wilfred are fast enough to get us out of there now, but even if it isn't, it at least buys us some time. If that is the case though (and I should know due to my calculation from the previous turn), then search through my memory and try to see if I know about any summoning circles that could protect us from evil magics. A circle of holy protection perhaps? Would that even protect us from SAM? If not, try to find the quickest way to make a portal to another dimension, ANY dimension! Could be H.E.L.L for god's sake! Anywhere but here!

Considering the tension of the situation, I think it's natural that our characters will react this extremely, but I get the feeling that if I don't clarify things, the conflict might bleed into OOC. As a player, I don't want Baldwin to die of course, but I've already lost a character before. At the end of the day, it's just a game, even if it is one I really enjoy. As for Baldwin himself, he might be a greedy bastard, but the glory (and salary bonus) of organizing the rescue operation that saves the fleshies will more than make up for the few extra seconds of lost time.))

[syvarris]

((Yes, I can spot the difference, it was the very first thing I looked for.  Your first post very obviously said for Baldwin, alone, to board the silverfish.  No part of your bolded text mentions any of the three other vulnerable characters.  In addition to that, the Silverfish is specifically a twoseater, not a fourseater.  You might be able to argue Dubs into allowing four people onboard, and hoping that doesn't slow it down so much it's slower... but you'd have to, you know, try that.  Boldtext is what matters, and your boldtext was saying to abandon everyone and take a valuable piece of equipment for yourself.

EDIT: I guess I should respond IC too.))

Wilfred loudly sighs over the comms, but offers no more comment.