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[Ozarck]

Whack on Ji's limbs until they bend the right way. Use a toolkit charge. Have my remaining zombie chickens assist by holding the subject still, buffing and polishing the subject, checking the subject's wiring, and in general doing zombie chicken technician things.

Spoiler: Bob (click to show/hide)

Name: Bob the Biter
Physical Description: Your basic primal swamp dinosaur. With a yellow hard hat.
Background: Who knows? The Company discovered that he has a knack for fixing ... things, and he hasn't eaten anyone important enough to care about yet. Somehow, some joker from the sanitation department got him on the payroll. He was there for quite a while before the bureaucrats found out and moved him to the engineering payroll.

Life: d4
Attack: d4 (Bite)

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

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

Status: Bob
Inventory: 1 OMNI Toolkit (Max charges) 3/3?
100 Nutrient Paste.
plucked zombie chickens (raw, headless)

Money: 350

Spoiler: Bob's mighty deeds this mission (click to show/hide)

Automated snacks
dance, dance

Spoiler: Tara (click to show/hide)

Tara's character sheet can be found in reply 4327 of this thread.

[King Zultan]

"Well that was anticlimactic."

"Could somebody please repair my body. Burt, if nobody repairs my body, could I borrow a animal robot for little bit?"

"If you want to you can use the frog, I'm sure he wont mind."

Deactivate the shield belt and go see what the robots think of the situation.

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: Advanced Combat Technician: (Gets an extra 100 Omni per mission)
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: d10
 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 (3 / 3)
 OMNITECH Tool kit (3 / 3)
 High visibility flares x4
 Cognition copier
 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)
 Flashlight
 Laptop
 Smartphone
 A small ball that has complex etched designs on the surface and smolders with yellow flames
 Knife
 Machete
 Rifle (d8 ranged attack) would have d6 mags if I had any.
 5 Handguns (d6 ranged attack) would have d6 mags if I had any.
 Ghost fox
 Mr. Frog: The big frog in suspenders, now with big brain
 Miss Godiva Goose: The female goose with...a large chest...dressed in purple, furs and boa, now with big brain
 Prickly Dan: The porcupine in overalls and floppy cap, now with big brain
Money:
 145 Omni
 6,000 Megabucks

Spoiler: Things I've done. (click to show/hide)

Fixed some animatronic guys and made friends with them.
Got lost looking for gimps found shrieking skill.
Accidentally activates said skull.
Thew the skull into the pain dimension where it had no effect.

[The Lupanian]

If Bob fixes my body, re-inhabit it. Otherwise possess the Frog bot Burt offered me.

Spoiler: Ji (click to show/hide)

Name: Ji “the Gardener” Fuchikoma
Rank: Senior Security Expert and Gardener
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: 2d10 mechsuit + d10 Robobody
Attack: 2d8 Auto-cannon

d6 Generic Security Rifle
Anti-bio razor (2d6 against living/ 1d6 vs others)
2d6 Piledriver Carbine
d6+d8 Amplified Wand
2d8 Auto-cannon (d6 use die)

Ammo:
Rifle (use d6)(3 magazines)
Piledriver Carbine (use d4)(6 magazines)
2 pistol mags (use d6)
1 auto-cannon magazine (d6)

Stats:
Strength: d12 (up from d10)
Dexterity: d6
Speed: d4
Endurance: d12
Will: d6
Knowledge: d6
Fate: d6

Skills:
Melee: d12
Guns: d12
Explosives: d6
Implants: d10
Mechanics: d4
Technology: d4
Medical: d4
Occult: d4
Speech: d4

Inventory:
Amplified Wand (Bat)
OMNITECH electrical behavior modification implant
OMNITECH Omni-light
Brain Backup
Experimental Gun
Turret auto-cannon
Bottle with Lizard eye (from L&F box)
Tesla gauntlet (from L&F box)

Money:
-5

Items in Lost & Found:
Box of Aka-goo
airplane pin
Containment pod with tortoise ghost

Items on/up for loan:
Armored Space Suit
Chainsaw (d10)
Piledriver Carbine (6 mags)
2 pistol mags (keep)

Debt -5 omni

[Radio Controlled]

"Well that was anticlimactic."

"Agreed. Not that I'm complaining. Happy to discover this is such a good bit of cover though!" He said, slapping the mechsuit on the robobutt. "You can fit so many wimps behind this bad boy."

"Oh?" The increasing number of Gimps respond, "What exactly is your proposition?"

If it can be done without a (tech) roll, disable the cognition copier for a bit (in the sense it doesn't make backups until turned back on). If not ignore this step.

Yagyu walks to the gimps and starts talking.

Well then, with that distraction out of the way, if I may lay out my proposal?

Then, he motions for any of them that have wandered off to get closer to the main group again. He then slowly starts gooping the group together, starting at the feet and working his way up while he continues talking.

"So, as it relates to pain, the difference between shattering a rock and a man's femur is, of course, that the former has no nervous system to register it, no perception to appreciate the agony. However, for the latter it is not the nerve sending up the signal that encodes the pain per se, but rather the mind that accepts and processes this input."

"If we now take into account that there are many people who would prefer suffering great physical damage over, say, the loss of a loved one, we can see that there are more types of distress we can account for than just the physical. This then reminded me of a old quote by some forgotten philosopher, that 'all of humanity's problems stem from man's inability to sit quietly in a room alone'."

"And you know what, I think there is a great truth to this! And so, this is my hypothesis: more than any horrific sensation, the mind abhors the lack of input. I think that, should this state of sensory deprivation continue for long enough, the inexorable passage of time will ablate the mind harsher and more painfully ​than any hook or knife could. Time will grind you down, and you will beg for something, anything to distract you, but nothing will come."

"Are you a bad enough gimp to accept this challenge?"

So, the goal is to try and trick them into leaving us alone. Hopefully, even if they reject, they will still be distracted long enough to get gooped together so that it'll be easier to deal with them.

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

Name: Yagyu d'Aubigny
Physical Description: pushbot
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: d4 (goop)

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

Skills:
Melee: d4
Guns: d12
Explosives: d4
Implants: d4
Mechanics: d8
Technology: d8
Medical: d4
Occult: d4
Speech: d4


Status: Comme ci comme ça

Inventory:
OMNITECH Isolation Suit (Protection from many environmental dangers)
Cognition copier
bodyparts, enough for full body (in cold storage)       
goop thrower (d4 attack. Does no damage. If successful, target is immobilized.)
   -current goop tank d8/d8
   -spare goop tank d8/d8
Sealing Tool (D4 use die)
environmental scanner

Money: 1639
500 loaned to Summer

[Devastator]

Forcefield back off.

Head down to medical and try to beg some supplies for this mission.  I mean "Requisition", by saying it's for someone higher-up on the food chain.

Ideal would be something like knockout gas grenades, but I'll take any items useful to numb someone, down to simple injectable local anesthetics.

Spoiler: Summer (click to show/hide)

Name: Summer
Physical Description: Young woman with a striking appearance and large.. assets.  Long black hair.
Background: Fomer sales pool worker who decided to throw away a promising career of forty years of utter drudgery for a much more exciting opportunity.

Life: d9 (Stimmed)
Attack: d2 unarmed, d4 generic pistol

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

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

Status:
Fine

Inventory:
OMNITECH Green Jumpsuit
OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 ranged attack) x3 Magazines (d4 use die)
OMNITECH Medical Kit (2 charges. Expend one to gain advantage on a Medical roll)
Painkillers. d6 use die.
OMNITECH Stimulant (Raises life by one die level till next injury) X 2
OMNITECH Passive Personal Shield Generator.
Foam Grenade
EMP Grenade
Toolkit (2 charges)

OMNITECH “Omni-fun” VR system
VR Robot Control program. (Can control a single ordinary robot through the VR headset without tech rolls, as if it was Summer's body.  Skills may only be used if robot has appropriate appendages.  Can be use to control different kinds of robots, but only one at a time.)

Mini-robot.  Basically a robot squirrel.
d6 dex, d6 speed.

550 OMNI debt to Yagyu.

Money: 0

[Egan_BW]

Do whatever Wil is doing. And drink more.

Spoiler: explosives "engineer" Kora (click to show/hide)

Name: "Kora"
Physical Description: A generally unimpressive woman in her thirties, a bit fat and her curly red hair is unwashed. Can generally be seen to be smiling faintly, with unfocused eyes. Wears a silvery cape and hood over the red "ENGINEERING" jumpsuit, with a big camera attached to her shoulder, a belt of grenades, and a rocket launcher slung on her back.
Background: To hear her neighbors speak of it, she was some kind of mad chemist who inhaled too many fumes and went mad. The truth is that she's no chemist at all, but just likes to blow things up and knows how to follow directions from the internet. She never did anything illegal, technically, but after some conversations with the cops she decided it'd be better to go find a job which actually involves intentional explosions.

Life: d6 Reactive Fabric Cape
Attack: d2 fists

Strength: d4
Dexterity: d6
Speed: d4
Endurance: d6
Will: d4
Knowledge: d4
Fate: d8

Melee: d4
Guns: d4
Explosives: d12
Implants: d4
Mechanics: d6
Technology: d4
Medical: d4
Occult: d4
Speech: d4

Status: coma
Inventory:
Red Jumpsuit
Reactive Fabric Cape
RnD Shoulder Camera
Toolkit, 3 charges
Flare x5
frag grenade d12 x1
rocket launcher d12+3, uses explosives
Money: 0

Spoiler: notes (click to show/hide)

left an omnitech generic sidearm and three magazines in the lost and found box.
got a loan of 250 omni from the shark.
agreed with RnD to carry a "large shoulder-mounted camera", for a reward.

Filmed Wil buying "MONKEY PUMP".
Drank on the job.
Exploded some gimps. Expended 75 omni.
Did it again.
Went into a coma.

[syvarris]

"Wow, awesome!  Thanks, myan!  You pain elementals are total bros!  It's been fun, seeya 'round later, I've got an old friend to send a delivery to."

Wave goodbye to the gimps in a friendly manner, then leave.  Though, not before picking up Kora and throwing her over one shoulder.  Oh, and remove her camera and position it so it's watching the doorway to the pain dimension; might as well get her paid more.  Maybe she'll buy more shit from Wilfred.

Aaaanyways, go send a message to someone with some level of authority.  Tell them that, to solve the pain portal problem, Wilfred needs to utilize the asset known as Mr. Friend.  Specifically, he needs a package sent to the asset; no individuals should be connected to the anomaly, obviously.  It's very important that this happen soon.  Also, while doing this, write down the instructions of how to manipulate the cube (without explaining what it does), and maybe, like, gift wrap it.

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 is an upsettingly poorly clothed buff catgirl.  Who still sounds identical to Wil Wheaton.
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: Class 02 weapon of mass destruction. (Always starts missions with a cognition copier)
Senior Xeno-Ambassador (+150 omni per mission)
Life: 2d8 Hardsuit
Attack: 4d4 Acidthrower

Stats:
Str 1d6 1d10 hardsuit
Dex 1d8
Spd 1d8
End 1d10
Wil 1d12
Kno 1d6 1d12 Subspace Library
Fte 1d10

Skills:

Mel d4
Gun d10
Exp d4
Imp d4
Mec d4
Tec d12
Med d4
Occ d12
Spc d4

Status: Drunk!

Inventory:
OMNITECH Cognition Copier (equipped)

Cat-sized woodlouse named "Rolly-Polly"

OMNITECH Hardsuit (2d8 life, d8 jumpjets)
---Can skim on smaller rockets
---Built in binocular view
Anomaly detection watch
Hacked observation drone from Detroit
Psychometric Reconstructor (Occult tool)
Subspace Library Search Engine (Replaces know with tech)
Spiderbot
Glowsticks
Glow spraypaint
Earplugs
2x Nutrient paste
Jerry can of monkey pump alcohol
A small black and gold cube. When manipulated correctly, it produces a temporary portal to the pain dimension.


OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 ranged attack) (Three d4 magazines)
"Cold Comfort" - OMNITECH Generic Security Rifle (d6 ranged attack) (Five 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)
Fragile Darkness artifact gun ()

Money: 100

Spoiler: Mission achievements (click to show/hide)

-Got drunk
-Protected Ji from being hit by a frag grenade, for some reason, despite that not being my action and Ji being inside a minimech
-Successfully attempted to close the door to the pain dimension, and failed.
-Provided alcohol to dull the pain of one of the medics, after said medic was severely injured.
-Had an amicable chat with the pain elementals, maybe making some new friends.  ^v^

[The Lupanian]

((Wil, do you really want to bank on the PE’s being immune to Derp’s Friendliness?))

[Egan_BW]

((Sometimes risks must be made in the name of glory.))

[King Zultan]

(I'm sure this will end well.)

[syvarris]

((Wil, do you really want to bank on the PE’s being immune to Derp’s Friendliness?))

((I'm sure it'll be fine!  And hey, even if it does make the pain dimension go all Derpy, screwing up reality on a metaphysical level is totally something Wilfred would do.))

[Ozarck]

Well, We did have a character suicide last mission in order to create a Kaiju battle responsible for the deaths of tens of thousands, so it'd totally be in line with our team's motto: "Let's outdo Jon I. Tor in terms of reckless disregard!"

[Pancaek]

The team seems to have this all under control quite well, so I'll keep trying the omni-scient network observer to find more info on these gimps. Maybe see if this thing has a setting that lets me search for past pain elemental incursions, and how those were solved?
If not, maybe try and look through the OMNITECH Employee Standard Solution Database on the intranet. Surely since we have a door specifically to the Pain Dimension, we must have protocols in place for this kind of thing, right?

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.

After spending a mission as the EdPC, he now has a cyborg octopus body. Matte black and stands (slithers?) at about chest height

Life: d8
Attack: d4 sidearm (d4 use die current mag)

Stats: Octobody
Strength: d6
Dexterity: d8
Speed: d6
Endurance: d8
Will: d6
Knowledge: d12
Fate: d6

Skills ((1 levelup unspent from last mission))
Melee: d4
Guns:d6
Explosives:d4
Implants:d4
Mechanics:d12
Technology:d12
Medical:d4
Occult:d4
Speech: d4

Inventory:
OMNITECH White Jumpsuit
OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 ranged attack) x2 spare Magazines (d4 use die)
OMNITECH Override Fob (Allows activation of most vehicles)
OMNITECH Personal Computing Cube and Universal adapter
OMNITECH cognition copier

Toolbox (3 charges)
Fancy multitool: at least screwdrivers and a welding tool
3 Small camera drones that can fly and stick to walls

OCTOBODY: About chest height, matte black. Has suckers on the 8 tentacles that allow sticking to surfaces, along with optical camouflage.
- OMNITECH Reactive Personal Shield generator (d8 protection but has d4 use die. Recharges between missions)
- OMNITECH Negotiation enhancer (A built in lie detector that will alert the user when someone is being untruthful around them.)
- OMNITECH Voice manipulator (Allows the user to modulate and adjust their voice manually or to copy a voice they have a sample of)
- OMNI-scient Network observer (A police scanner like device for the OMNI-scient network)
- Sensor suite: Stuff like infrared, heat, zoom, etc. Basically very fancy eyes.

870 OMNIBUX

[Ozarck]

They are clearly looking for new pain sensations. Either satisfy their curiosity, or bore them into leaving. They'll probably leave of their own will one of those two ways, and offering experiences seems more reliable than trying to bore them. Also, they seem intelligent, rational, and cooperative, so trades and agreements would have an effect if properly offered.

That's probably about all we need to know about them.

[piecewise]

Jack gets up and scratches his helmet "In hindsight fellas coming in here was probably a bad idea so I'm just gonna go guard that entrance... for our safety ya know?"

Go guard that entrance no one shall leave or enter without going under my watchful eye!

You stand in the hall, intent on not letting anyone in or out.

"Ah, that's nice."

STAB!!!!


*the gimpflesh. Also turn off my shield.

Spoiler: Baldwin Reborn (click to show/hide)

Name: Robert Baldwin
Physical Description: A tall, pale, 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.

Also has blood wings and a blood halo now...

Background:  In a past life, Robert was a nature-loving hippy who abandoned his passion for cold-hard cash. Now a shameless capitalist, he thought up many money-making schemes as an occultist at OMMNI, but he encountered failure after failure before meeting his end within the SAM hivemind. Somehow he managed to make it back, but it's hard to gauge how much of his old personality is still intact.

Before even this, 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...

And you know the rest.

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: d6
Knowledge: d6
Fate: d6

Skills:
Melee: d4
Guns: d4
Explosives: d8
Implants: d4
Mechanics: d4
Technology: d4
Medical: d4
Occult: d10
Speech: d6

Status: Pain Receptors: off

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

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

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

OMNITECH Cognition Copier

OMNITECH Reactive fabric cape (1d6 life)

OMNITECH Passive Personal Shield Generator (d12 life, d4 use die.  Use die is rolled every turn it remains active, activation takes five seconds before the shield becomes active.)


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.
Useful for scouting

Money: 42 OMNI, plus -400 OMNI worth of debt, 147 Megabucks.

[3]
You jab the flesh. It...doesn't really react.

Whack on Ji's limbs until they bend the right way. Use a toolkit charge. Have my remaining zombie chickens assist by holding the subject still, buffing and polishing the subject, checking the subject's wiring, and in general doing zombie chicken technician things.

Spoiler: Bob (click to show/hide)

Name: Bob the Biter
Physical Description: Your basic primal swamp dinosaur. With a yellow hard hat.
Background: Who knows? The Company discovered that he has a knack for fixing ... things, and he hasn't eaten anyone important enough to care about yet. Somehow, some joker from the sanitation department got him on the payroll. He was there for quite a while before the bureaucrats found out and moved him to the engineering payroll.

Life: d4
Attack: d4 (Bite)

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

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

Status: Bob
Inventory: 1 OMNI Toolkit (Max charges) 3/3?
100 Nutrient Paste.
plucked zombie chickens (raw, headless)

Money: 350

Spoiler: Bob's mighty deeds this mission (click to show/hide)

Automated snacks
dance, dance

Spoiler: Tara (click to show/hide)

Tara's character sheet can be found in reply 4327 of this thread.

[8,7]
Bob swats Ji's limbs back into their normal positions. Pretty good for just wildly whacking with a tail.

"Well that was anticlimactic."

"Could somebody please repair my body. Burt, if nobody repairs my body, could I borrow a animal robot for little bit?"

"If you want to you can use the frog, I'm sure he wont mind."

Deactivate the shield belt and go see what the robots think of the situation.

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: Advanced Combat Technician: (Gets an extra 100 Omni per mission)
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: d10
 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 (3 / 3)
 OMNITECH Tool kit (3 / 3)
 High visibility flares x4
 Cognition copier
 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)
 Flashlight
 Laptop
 Smartphone
 A small ball that has complex etched designs on the surface and smolders with yellow flames
 Knife
 Machete
 Rifle (d8 ranged attack) would have d6 mags if I had any.
 5 Handguns (d6 ranged attack) would have d6 mags if I had any.
 Ghost fox
 Mr. Frog: The big frog in suspenders, now with big brain
 Miss Godiva Goose: The female goose with...a large chest...dressed in purple, furs and boa, now with big brain
 Prickly Dan: The porcupine in overalls and floppy cap, now with big brain
Money:
 145 Omni
 6,000 Megabucks

Spoiler: Things I've done. (click to show/hide)

Fixed some animatronic guys and made friends with them.
Got lost looking for gimps found shrieking skill.
Accidentally activates said skull.
Thew the skull into the pain dimension where it had no effect.

You turn off the shield and ask your robuddies about their opinions.

They respond with a variety of folksy sayings about jackrabbits, rattle snakes, canoes, and hen houses. The gist seems to be that they think the gimps are weird. You think...

If Bob fixes my body, re-inhabit it. Otherwise possess the Frog bot Burt offered me.

Spoiler: Ji (click to show/hide)

Name: Ji “the Gardener” Fuchikoma
Rank: Senior Security Expert and Gardener
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: 2d10 mechsuit + d10 Robobody
Attack: 2d8 Auto-cannon

d6 Generic Security Rifle
Anti-bio razor (2d6 against living/ 1d6 vs others)
2d6 Piledriver Carbine
d6+d8 Amplified Wand
2d8 Auto-cannon (d6 use die)

Ammo:
Rifle (use d6)(3 magazines)
Piledriver Carbine (use d4)(6 magazines)
2 pistol mags (use d6)
1 auto-cannon magazine (d6)

Stats:
Strength: d12 (up from d10)
Dexterity: d6
Speed: d4
Endurance: d12
Will: d6
Knowledge: d6
Fate: d6

Skills:
Melee: d12
Guns: d12
Explosives: d6
Implants: d10
Mechanics: d4
Technology: d4
Medical: d4
Occult: d4
Speech: d4

Inventory:
Amplified Wand (Bat)
OMNITECH electrical behavior modification implant
OMNITECH Omni-light
Brain Backup
Experimental Gun
Turret auto-cannon
Bottle with Lizard eye (from L&F box)
Tesla gauntlet (from L&F box)

Money:
-5

Items in Lost & Found:
Box of Aka-goo
airplane pin
Containment pod with tortoise ghost

Items on/up for loan:
Armored Space Suit
Chainsaw (d10)
Piledriver Carbine (6 mags)
2 pistol mags (keep)

Debt -5 omni

You drop back into your old body without even having to roll!

"Well that was anticlimactic."

"Agreed. Not that I'm complaining. Happy to discover this is such a good bit of cover though!" He said, slapping the mechsuit on the robobutt. "You can fit so many wimps behind this bad boy."

"Oh?" The increasing number of Gimps respond, "What exactly is your proposition?"

If it can be done without a (tech) roll, disable the cognition copier for a bit (in the sense it doesn't make backups until turned back on). If not ignore this step.

Yagyu walks to the gimps and starts talking.

Well then, with that distraction out of the way, if I may lay out my proposal?

Then, he motions for any of them that have wandered off to get closer to the main group again. He then slowly starts gooping the group together, starting at the feet and working his way up while he continues talking.

"So, as it relates to pain, the difference between shattering a rock and a man's femur is, of course, that the former has no nervous system to register it, no perception to appreciate the agony. However, for the latter it is not the nerve sending up the signal that encodes the pain per se, but rather the mind that accepts and processes this input."

"If we now take into account that there are many people who would prefer suffering great physical damage over, say, the loss of a loved one, we can see that there are more types of distress we can account for than just the physical. This then reminded me of a old quote by some forgotten philosopher, that 'all of humanity's problems stem from man's inability to sit quietly in a room alone'."

"And you know what, I think there is a great truth to this! And so, this is my hypothesis: more than any horrific sensation, the mind abhors the lack of input. I think that, should this state of sensory deprivation continue for long enough, the inexorable passage of time will ablate the mind harsher and more painfully ​than any hook or knife could. Time will grind you down, and you will beg for something, anything to distract you, but nothing will come."

"Are you a bad enough gimp to accept this challenge?"

So, the goal is to try and trick them into leaving us alone. Hopefully, even if they reject, they will still be distracted long enough to get gooped together so that it'll be easier to deal with them.

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

Name: Yagyu d'Aubigny
Physical Description: pushbot
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: d4 (goop)

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

Skills:
Melee: d4
Guns: d12
Explosives: d4
Implants: d4
Mechanics: d8
Technology: d8
Medical: d4
Occult: d4
Speech: d4


Status: Comme ci comme ça

Inventory:
OMNITECH Isolation Suit (Protection from many environmental dangers)
Cognition copier
bodyparts, enough for full body (in cold storage)       
goop thrower (d4 attack. Does no damage. If successful, target is immobilized.)
   -current goop tank d8/d8
   -spare goop tank d8/d8
Sealing Tool (D4 use die)
environmental scanner

Money: 1639
500 loaned to Summer

You turn off your immortality for the moment.

[4][2]
The Gimps all gather around and watch patiently as you cover them in goo. They seem mildly interested until you finish covering them in gunk and then talk to each other for a while, seemingly discussing your speech. I say "Seemingly" because a lot of them lack the capacity to speak in normally so a fair amount of it is just squishy meat noises. However, when they do finally finish they all turn to you. The one nearest you speaks for the group.

"It is an interesting proposition, however we believe it lacks some fundamental understanding of our natures. We are not masochists' seeking ultimate pain, we are explorers of sensation. If we just wanted pain we'd activate our nervous systems to just feel constant agony forever. Simple.

Your analysis is right to a degree though: context matters a great deal in sensation. A lick from a beautiful woman and a lick from a camel may have similar outcomes but very different sensations. The mind is a wonderful filter through which all sensation may be given extra depth.  As such, lack of sensation is not what we would classify AS sensation."

"The dark is not a new color of light." One of the others interjects.

"Yes, quite. So while you do make an interesting point I believe it is fundamentally flawed from our perspective."

The Gimps don't seem to be struggling against the goo, by the way. They seem a lot more interested in talking the philosophy of sensation seeking.

Forcefield back off.

Head down to medical and try to beg some supplies for this mission.  I mean "Requisition", by saying it's for someone higher-up on the food chain.

Ideal would be something like knockout gas grenades, but I'll take any items useful to numb someone, down to simple injectable local anesthetics.

Spoiler: Summer (click to show/hide)

Name: Summer
Physical Description: Young woman with a striking appearance and large.. assets.  Long black hair.
Background: Fomer sales pool worker who decided to throw away a promising career of forty years of utter drudgery for a much more exciting opportunity.

Life: d9 (Stimmed)
Attack: d2 unarmed, d4 generic pistol

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

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

Status:
Fine

Inventory:
OMNITECH Green Jumpsuit
OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 ranged attack) x3 Magazines (d4 use die)
OMNITECH Medical Kit (2 charges. Expend one to gain advantage on a Medical roll)
Painkillers. d6 use die.
OMNITECH Stimulant (Raises life by one die level till next injury) X 2
OMNITECH Passive Personal Shield Generator.
Foam Grenade
EMP Grenade
Toolkit (2 charges)

OMNITECH “Omni-fun” VR system
VR Robot Control program. (Can control a single ordinary robot through the VR headset without tech rolls, as if it was Summer's body.  Skills may only be used if robot has appropriate appendages.  Can be use to control different kinds of robots, but only one at a time.)

Mini-robot.  Basically a robot squirrel.
d6 dex, d6 speed.

550 OMNI debt to Yagyu.

Money: 0

[5]
You find the nearest first aid kiosk and bullshit the attendant into giving you a large tank of anesthetic gas with a quick release valve. Its not a grenade, but its close.

Do whatever Wil is doing. And drink more.

Spoiler: explosives "engineer" Kora (click to show/hide)

Name: "Kora"
Physical Description: A generally unimpressive woman in her thirties, a bit fat and her curly red hair is unwashed. Can generally be seen to be smiling faintly, with unfocused eyes. Wears a silvery cape and hood over the red "ENGINEERING" jumpsuit, with a big camera attached to her shoulder, a belt of grenades, and a rocket launcher slung on her back.
Background: To hear her neighbors speak of it, she was some kind of mad chemist who inhaled too many fumes and went mad. The truth is that she's no chemist at all, but just likes to blow things up and knows how to follow directions from the internet. She never did anything illegal, technically, but after some conversations with the cops she decided it'd be better to go find a job which actually involves intentional explosions.

Life: d6 Reactive Fabric Cape
Attack: d2 fists

Strength: d4
Dexterity: d6
Speed: d4
Endurance: d6
Will: d4
Knowledge: d4
Fate: d8

Melee: d4
Guns: d4
Explosives: d12
Implants: d4
Mechanics: d6
Technology: d4
Medical: d4
Occult: d4
Speech: d4

Status: coma
Inventory:
Red Jumpsuit
Reactive Fabric Cape
RnD Shoulder Camera
Toolkit, 3 charges
Flare x5
frag grenade d12 x1
rocket launcher d12+3, uses explosives
Money: 0

Spoiler: notes (click to show/hide)

left an omnitech generic sidearm and three magazines in the lost and found box.
got a loan of 250 omni from the shark.
agreed with RnD to carry a "large shoulder-mounted camera", for a reward.

Filmed Wil buying "MONKEY PUMP".
Drank on the job.
Exploded some gimps. Expended 75 omni.
Did it again.
Went into a coma.

[3] Kora groans and comes out of her coma. Still unconscious though.

"Wow, awesome!  Thanks, myan!  You pain elementals are total bros!  It's been fun, seeya 'round later, I've got an old friend to send a delivery to."

Wave goodbye to the gimps in a friendly manner, then leave.  Though, not before picking up Kora and throwing her over one shoulder.  Oh, and remove her camera and position it so it's watching the doorway to the pain dimension; might as well get her paid more.  Maybe she'll buy more shit from Wilfred.

Aaaanyways, go send a message to someone with some level of authority.  Tell them that, to solve the pain portal problem, Wilfred needs to utilize the asset known as Mr. Friend.  Specifically, he needs a package sent to the asset; no individuals should be connected to the anomaly, obviously.  It's very important that this happen soon.  Also, while doing this, write down the instructions of how to manipulate the cube (without explaining what it does), and maybe, like, gift wrap it.

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 is an upsettingly poorly clothed buff catgirl.  Who still sounds identical to Wil Wheaton.
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: Class 02 weapon of mass destruction. (Always starts missions with a cognition copier)
Senior Xeno-Ambassador (+150 omni per mission)
Life: 2d8 Hardsuit
Attack: 4d4 Acidthrower

Stats:
Str 1d6 1d10 hardsuit
Dex 1d8
Spd 1d8
End 1d10
Wil 1d12
Kno 1d6 1d12 Subspace Library
Fte 1d10

Skills:

Mel d4
Gun d10
Exp d4
Imp d4
Mec d4
Tec d12
Med d4
Occ d12
Spc d4

Status: Drunk!

Inventory:
OMNITECH Cognition Copier (equipped)

Cat-sized woodlouse named "Rolly-Polly"

OMNITECH Hardsuit (2d8 life, d8 jumpjets)
---Can skim on smaller rockets
---Built in binocular view
Anomaly detection watch
Hacked observation drone from Detroit
Psychometric Reconstructor (Occult tool)
Subspace Library Search Engine (Replaces know with tech)
Spiderbot
Glowsticks
Glow spraypaint
Earplugs
2x Nutrient paste
Jerry can of monkey pump alcohol
A small black and gold cube. When manipulated correctly, it produces a temporary portal to the pain dimension.


OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 ranged attack) (Three d4 magazines)
"Cold Comfort" - OMNITECH Generic Security Rifle (d6 ranged attack) (Five 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)
Fragile Darkness artifact gun ()

Money: 100

Spoiler: Mission achievements (click to show/hide)

-Got drunk
-Protected Ji from being hit by a frag grenade, for some reason, despite that not being my action and Ji being inside a minimech
-Successfully attempted to close the door to the pain dimension, and failed.
-Provided alcohol to dull the pain of one of the medics, after said medic was severely injured.
-Had an amicable chat with the pain elementals, maybe making some new friends.  ^v^

You grab Kora, set her camera in an advantageous position, and then head off.

[3]
You, very surprisingly, manage to actually get hold of...someone in management who funnels you up to someone else, and up to another someone else. You tell them you have to give the box to the man to finish the mission. They listen quietly and then ask how giving the box to that individual -if he's still alive or even existed in the first place- would fix the current situation. They ask this quite flatly.

The team seems to have this all under control quite well, so I'll keep trying the omni-scient network observer to find more info on these gimps. Maybe see if this thing has a setting that lets me search for past pain elemental incursions, and how those were solved?
If not, maybe try and look through the OMNITECH Employee Standard Solution Database on the intranet. Surely since we have a door specifically to the Pain Dimension, we must have protocols in place for this kind of thing, right?

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.

After spending a mission as the EdPC, he now has a cyborg octopus body. Matte black and stands (slithers?) at about chest height

Life: d8
Attack: d4 sidearm (d4 use die current mag)

Stats: Octobody
Strength: d6
Dexterity: d8
Speed: d6
Endurance: d8
Will: d6
Knowledge: d12
Fate: d6

Skills ((1 levelup unspent from last mission))
Melee: d4
Guns:d6
Explosives:d4
Implants:d4
Mechanics:d12
Technology:d12
Medical:d4
Occult:d4
Speech: d4

Inventory:
OMNITECH White Jumpsuit
OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 ranged attack) x2 spare Magazines (d4 use die)
OMNITECH Override Fob (Allows activation of most vehicles)
OMNITECH Personal Computing Cube and Universal adapter
OMNITECH cognition copier

Toolbox (3 charges)
Fancy multitool: at least screwdrivers and a welding tool
3 Small camera drones that can fly and stick to walls

OCTOBODY: About chest height, matte black. Has suckers on the 8 tentacles that allow sticking to surfaces, along with optical camouflage.
- OMNITECH Reactive Personal Shield generator (d8 protection but has d4 use die. Recharges between missions)
- OMNITECH Negotiation enhancer (A built in lie detector that will alert the user when someone is being untruthful around them.)
- OMNITECH Voice manipulator (Allows the user to modulate and adjust their voice manually or to copy a voice they have a sample of)
- OMNI-scient Network observer (A police scanner like device for the OMNI-scient network)
- Sensor suite: Stuff like infrared, heat, zoom, etc. Basically very fancy eyes.

870 OMNIBUX

[7]
There were several past incursions of the pain elementals after the accidental creation of the "Door to the Pain dimension" 32 years ago. In the first case the entire area was walled off with 10 foot thick tungsten plates and encapsulated in a faraday cage. This worked for a short period until it became obvious the "dimension" was spreading and engulfing the area. After this the standard violence was tried at varying levels. This also failed because the elementals are, of course, immortal to some degree. Forcibly closing the door also failed. In that first incursion and every subsequent one they elementals eventually left of their own accord after binding agreements were signed to force the employees of the company to engage in some kind of "Ritual of Sensation".  The initial agreement was the "Annual stubbing of one toe" but the severity of the injuries have been increasing every time.

Analysts believe the elementals are "Working up to" something horrible.