I expect everyone to read every response the cat makes in this post, eh?“What are our rules of engagement? As in, what kind of lethality are we aiming for, or would be acceptable?”
Rosy looks to the other recruits
“I’ve known my share of gangs. Though the ones I’ve had involvement with were a bit more ‘Militia’. And also a bit more ‘funded by a foreign government’.”
"Your primary target is the Crabs, of course. Try not to kill civilians - it's bad PR. A few gang members beaten up or dead are just fine. Bring me back a leg!"”Make noise? Break things? Gimme a CHALLENGE, pal! I could totally do some scaring! I mean look at me!”
Grin menacingly for a moment
Name: Kongor X (Couldn't think of a better name, mostly)
Species: Intelligent Gorilla
Job: Trained warrior
Trait: Very LIMITED magic ability (When in a fight, he can turn his anger into a blast of fire, ice, or electricity that generates from his fists or whatever weapon he's using to use on his foes. The effects happen randomly i.e. he might want to freeze something but instead it might explode)
Stats
Mind: 1
Strength: 2
Dexterity: 1
Equipment:
Standard melee weapon: a dual ended mace
Standard armor set: The kind of metal plating that would fit a gorilla
50 leftover monies
"Yes, you are very scary. A challenge you say? Alright, see if you can't get some of the Crabs busted with at least a kilo of one of the harder drugs. You know, bring the cops down on their heads, give them more to worry about than a bit of graffiti. Also, try not to get killed or recruited, eh? Bad for business."Name: Mr. Itch
Animal Species: Roach
Size: Intimidating, borderline distressing Girth. (8ft)
Job / Class: Smash.
Special Trait: Extremely Robust: Immune to petty things like pain, illness, blood loss, decapitation, radiation, fear, doubt, mercy, etc.
Stats
Mind:0
Strength: 4
Dexterity:0
Equipment (start with 100 monies)
Standard Armor (-40)
Big Ass Metal Club (-10)
Fancy Fitted suit and fashionable hat (-5?)
45 remaining.
Things Mr. Itch is
Mute, Polite, Practical, Questionably Amoral
Things Mr. Itch is not
Hesitant, Fearful, Respectful of personal space, Easily Comprehensible
Mr. Itch finishes off his cone of water before carefully folding the paper remains into a small pellet and eating them.
“What are our rules of engagement? As in, what kind of lethality are we aiming for, or would be acceptable?”
Mr. Itch stands up and walks over to this critter. He stands over her for a good few seconds before placing a big finger on top of her head, pointing down at her. He nods towards her and then faces the cat and cocks his head to the side in an exaggerated questioning pose.
The cat tilts his head, and opens his mouth in a wide grin, showing many teeth. Then he yawns, licks his face, and blinks.
"Sure, you can kill your fellow applicant, I guess. Why not? The fewer of you that come back, teh easier it is to decide who is useful and who is not. No, not in here! You'll get feathers everywhere. Outside!"Name: Gala
Animal Species: Intelligent Galapagos Turtle
size: Big
Job / Class: Tank/Meatshield
Special Trait: Taunt: Force enemies to only attack Gala next turn
Stats (4 points to spend as you see fit. Stats start at 0. 0 is 'average, or maybe a little less')
Mind:1
Strength: 3
Dexterity:0
Equipment: standard armor set (40 monies), autonomous helper bot (50 monies), 10 spare monies
"There's a bus stop two blocks west and one norht. THat'll take you to the hub. From there, the D Line will get you to the area. Do try not to go all in one clump. You'll stand out like a bunch of ... well, like a bunch of yu lot looking to start trouble. Eh, I suppose that could work too. Probably be more exciting for you."Name: Lenora
Animal Species: Intelligent Cardinal ((Cardinalis cardinalis)
size: Slightly smaller than average
Job / Class: Scientist
Special Trait: Double Team. Lenora can move so fast, her image stays in different places resulting in illusory copies. It's the Pokemon move.
Stats
Mind:2
Strength: 0
Dexterity:2
Equipment: 100 monies
Flies outside, and finds a sign that says Food Shop, heads inside and finds a duck at the counter, and a raccoon with a red scarf on its front paw. Lenora asks the raccoon if it has heard of a group called the Crabs
((for future reference, don't tell the GM what you find. Tell the GM what you are looking for. Let the GM decide whether you find a raccoon with a red scarf on it's paw or not. Also, I won't process this action until next turn, so feel free to repost it there, with the appropriate editing.))
”Are you suggesting I could be evil?”
“I think he’s implying that anyone could be evil.”
"That's the spirit! You guys will get along just great! Until someone murders someone. That'll be fun!""I've heard it said that it is better to beg forgiveness than to ask permission. I have no questions."
Begging your forgiveness, I've changed my stats, moving a point from dex to mind.
Name: June
Animal Species: Intelligent Octopus
Size: Large dog
Job / Class: Wannabe mech pilot
Special Trait: Tech Wiz (June is naturally proficient with technology and can almost always use even tech she's never encountered before.)
Stats
Mind: 3
Strength: 0
Dexterity: 1
Equipment
Armored Quadrupedal Lifter (A heavy lifter the size of a forklift with four mechanical legs and arms for lifting cargo. Modified with forwards-facing steel plates to protect the driver. June nicked it from her old job as a Warehouse worker.)
Toolkit (A box containing several useful things, both for regular maintenance and assorted mischief.)
Breathing Mask (A rubber and plastic "mask" encompassing the funnel and breathing aperture, linked by a pair of tubes to a water tank strapped under the mantle. The water tank also includes a small machine that aerates the water and a removable filter for waste.)
A'ight.
"Or bored enough from a long trip to have some destructive fun - I haven't cast any spells besides Mage Hand in at least a week! Actually, that reminds me..." he mutters some odd syllables and a ghostly hand appears to take the spellbook off his back and open it so he can start paging through it, making sure his spells are still there.
"Goddamn ink keeps fading..." he grumbles.
Hmm. I don't see your character sheet, so I cannot confirm if the spells you have listed are, in fact, there or not.
"If the cops show up do we kill them to, or are we only allowed to kill the gang members?"
Name: Blarg
Animal Species: Anthropomorphic Zebra
size: Slightly taller than the average human.
Job / Class: Pistolero
Stats
Mind: 1
Strength: 2
Dexterity: 1
Equipment:
Standard firearm: A Mauser C96, an old as dirt ten round semi-auto hand gun, it appears to have been gold plated.
Standard melee weapon: An old dingy golf club with a reinforced handle, from the looks of it its a nine iron.
standard armor set: A black business suit with a Kevlar vest underneath it, and a M1 Helmet.
20 monies
The cat looks actually alarmed for a moment. Ears flatten, eyes widen, he arches his back a bit, with tail fluffed out.
"Cops don't like cop killers. If you kill a cop and aren't immediately gunned down, we'll put you on a list. And we'll alert the other mercenary groups we have contact with too. So, unless you want to make a lot of enemies very quickly, do not kill cops. It makes too much paperwork for me to pee on.
unless you can make it very convincing that they were being really evil or something.""Right. I've never fought before, are there ways to confuse the opponent to get it to forget the target? I'm a biologist, not a fighter, Can someone give fighting tips?"
"I'll give you a fighting tip: Try not to look like food.""Any other questions? If not, get going."
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