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[syvarris]

Spoiler: Starhammer only (click to show/hide)

If there's any mechanical benefit to hunkering down and not shooting at all, do so.  I expect that turret to start shooting back.  If there's no benefit... still hold fire and hunker, unless an infantry target reveals themself.

Spoiler: Vracks' sheet (click to show/hide)

Advancement Points: 1
Favor Points: 0

Name: Vracks
Physical Description: A thin wiry man, wearing an old camouflage uniform and boonie hat.  Perpetually has a stick of valencine in his mouth, a smokable and chewable drug which is known for sedative and minor hallucinogenic effects.  It's very popular in his hometown.
Personality: Calm, kind, and extremely relaxed.  Partly due to his drug of choice, partly just because he's a mellow individual by nature.  Tends to take life in stride, optimistic and care free about things no matter how bad they get.

Faction: Stammer!
Class: Combat Engineer
Traits: Steady, Deadly, Magic Incompatible
Health: Fine

Equipment:
Shovel
Sack of Bombs
Mortar Tube

[Lenglon]

Spoiler: Starhammer (click to show/hide)

... full power. see if I can flip the shuttle. or at the least force that turret to stare into the sky.

Spoiler: Sheet (click to show/hide)

Advancement Points: 2
Favor Points: 2

Name: Erin
Physical Description: A small-ish woman with long-ish dark hair in a ponytail and purple eyes, she is very direct in conversation, going from objective to objective with very little smalltalk. She has some old scars on her left arm that seem indicative of regular injections in that area, but they've mostly faded, with no recent exposure. She wears gloves the vast majority of the time, and walks slightly hunched over anytime she isn't paying attention to her posture. She actually enjoys the feel of wind, goes running for fun routinely, and would go skydiving if she could afford to do so.

Although normally a gun warrior, she's currently been retasked to be an APC driver for this mission.

Faction: Starhammer
Class: APC Driver
Traits:
     Deadly
     Athlete
     Frail
Health: Fine
Equipment:
     Armored Personnel Carrier
     MP5 Submachine Gun
     Toolbox

[King Zultan]

Spoiler: Haemic Corp (click to show/hide)

"Oh shit things aren't sounding good out there."
Use the rifle scope to peak of the ship and fire at anything I think is hostile.

Spoiler: Billy Bob Sheet (click to show/hide)

Advancement Points: 2 AP
Favor Points: 0

Name: Billy Bob
Physical Description: Looks and smells like a homeless man
Personality: Probably not sane.
Backstory: Nobody wants a hobo around especially one that stabs or murders people that get close to him, so into the army he went.

Faction: Haemic Corp
Class: Penal Conscript
Traits:
 Positive: Aware, Tough
 Negative: Bastard
Health: Fine

Equipment:
 Flak Vest
 Remote Shock Collar
 Remote Shock Collar Remote
 Double-Barrel Shotgun
 Scoped SQ Rifle

[Radio Controlled]

Spoiler: brobot faction (click to show/hide)

Use the turret to shoot at the first enemy that presents itself, or at the APC itself if none are visible (at the driver's seat perhaps?)

If the turret is unusable, be it from damage or lack of ammo, then instead leave the gunner's seat and head down. If any enemies have entered the ship, shoot 'em good, if not try to get close to the door/hatch and grenade the enemy!

Spoiler: Mahsun Al-Adzan charsheet (click to show/hide)

AP: 1
FP: 2

Name: Mahsun Al-Adzan
Physical Description: Tanned, tall, skinny, dark eyes and a non-regulation beard.
Personality: A hard man with exactly zero patience for magic nonsense.
Backstory: Grew up in a family stemming from a hidden enclave of refugee stowaways who came aboard the ship when it passed by their planet. For them, the magical arcane beasts that roamed the lands had great cultural and religious significance. Well, until the spacemen killed them all, that is. It's all ancient history to Mahsun either way, who has a family to feed and his comrades to look after.

Faction: Haemic Corp
Class: Rifleman
Traits: Deadly, Fast Reflexes, Magic Incompatible
Health: Fine

Equipment:
Ceramic plate armor and helmet
SQ Infantry Rifle
Frag Grenades
Mounted Arcbolter

[BlackPaladin99]

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

AP:1
FP:0

Name:Noruk
Physical Description: he has brown hair, brown eyes, and is unnaturally pale.

Faction: Starhammer
Class: gun warrior
Traits: deadly, fast reflexes, bastard
Health: burning clothes
Equipment: Bulletproof Vest, Pump-Action Shotgun, Molotovs

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

extinguish self. 

[Egan_BW]

Don't like current format, considering this mission a failed experiment. Actions and rolls are public here to the end of the mission, which I'll try to speed towards. Rules will be adjusted after mission to keep things smooth while allowing some skullduggery.
We apologize for the inconvenience.

Mahsun Al-Adzan
Noruk
Erin
Vracks
Billy Bob

Use the turret to shoot at the first enemy that presents itself, or at the APC itself if none are visible (at the driver's seat perhaps?)

If the turret is unusable, be it from damage or lack of ammo, then instead leave the gunner's seat and head down. If any enemies have entered the ship, shoot 'em good, if not try to get close to the door/hatch and grenade the enemy!

[Spot: 4] Maybe the guy out there with a mortar hiding behind a small rock would be a decent target? Yeah, that seems good.
[Mounted Gun Attack: 1] As soon as Mahsun pulls the trigger, zaps of arcane electricity flow up the conduits, the shuttle beast screaming. [Toughness: 6] He grits his teeth and bears the shock, but the gun itself is fried.
[Health: Slightly stunned]

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

extinguish self. 

[Vague action intelligence check: 2] Noruk, covered in flammable material, tries to remember how to put out a fire. Pretty sure that you're supposed to pat at it, he does so! [Toughness: 4] The flames refuse to go out! Hmm, this is a bad situation...
[Health: Lesser burns]

... full power. see if I can flip the shuttle. or at the least force that turret to stare into the sky.

[Vehicle wrassling: 5] The shuttle's little engine-legs wiggle and struggle, trying to fight off the strange wheelbeast before it, but the APC wins out, forcing it down and over, and then driving over top of it. The shuttle gives a last struggling breath and then goes still.
[Enemy NPC killed! +1 AP]

If there's any mechanical benefit to hunkering down and not shooting at all, do so.  I expect that turret to start shooting back.  If there's no benefit... still hold fire and hunker, unless an infantry target reveals themself.

The turret turns to face you, but fails to shoot you. You hit the dirt regardless, being prone behind your little rock keeping you... mostly covered.

"Oh shit things aren't sounding good out there."
Use the rifle scope to peak of the ship and fire at anything I think is hostile.

Your landscape flips over and then the lights go out. You poke your scope out a port hole and see only an enemy armored vehicle which you can't do real damage to with a rifle anyways.
You get the feeling that now might be a good time to surrender. Not like they can treat you much worse than the HC has.

[syvarris]

Pack up and start running to catch up with the APC.  We might need to bomb our way in.

Spoiler: Starhammer only? - Vracks' sheet (click to show/hide)

Advancement Points: 1
Favor Points: 0

Name: Vracks
Physical Description: A thin wiry man, wearing an old camouflage uniform and boonie hat.  Perpetually has a stick of valencine in his mouth, a smokable and chewable drug which is known for sedative and minor hallucinogenic effects.  It's very popular in his hometown.
Personality: Calm, kind, and extremely relaxed.  Partly due to his drug of choice, partly just because he's a mellow individual by nature.  Tends to take life in stride, optimistic and care free about things no matter how bad they get.

Faction: Stammer!
Class: Combat Engineer
Traits: Steady, Deadly, Magic Incompatible
Health: Fine

Equipment:
Shovel
Sack of Bombs
Mortar Tube

[King Zultan]

"This doesn't seem to be going well."
Shoot anything that comes out of or around that APC.

Spoiler: Billy Bob Sheet (click to show/hide)

Advancement Points: 2 AP
Favor Points: 0

Name: Billy Bob
Physical Description: Looks and smells like a homeless man
Personality: Probably not sane.
Backstory: Nobody wants a hobo around especially one that stabs or murders people that get close to him, so into the army he went.

Faction: Haemic Corp
Class: Penal Conscript
Traits:
 Positive: Aware, Tough
 Negative: Bastard
Health: Fine

Equipment:
 Flak Vest
 Remote Shock Collar
 Remote Shock Collar Remote
 Double-Barrel Shotgun
 Scoped SQ Rifle

[Lenglon]

Dismount from the APC and assault the shuttle with my SMG. Time to get into there and deal with the enemy soldiers inside.

Spoiler: Sheet (click to show/hide)

Advancement Points: 3
Favor Points: 2

Name: Erin
Physical Description: A small-ish woman with long-ish dark hair in a ponytail and purple eyes, she is very direct in conversation, going from objective to objective with very little smalltalk. She has some old scars on her left arm that seem indicative of regular injections in that area, but they've mostly faded, with no recent exposure. She wears gloves the vast majority of the time, and walks slightly hunched over anytime she isn't paying attention to her posture. She actually enjoys the feel of wind, goes running for fun routinely, and would go skydiving if she could afford to do so.

Although normally a gun warrior, she's currently been retasked to be an APC driver for this mission.

Faction: Starhammer
Class: APC Driver
Traits:
     Deadly
     Athlete
     Frail
Health: Fine
Equipment:
     Armored Personnel Carrier
     MP5 Submachine Gun
     Toolbox

[BlackPaladin99]

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

AP:1
FP:0

Name:Noruk
Physical Description: he has brown hair, brown eyes, and is unnaturally pale.

Faction: Starhammer
Class: gun warrior
Traits: deadly, fast reflexes, bastard
Health: light burns
Equipment: Bulletproof Vest, Pump-Action Shotgun, Molotovs

roll around on floor to put fire out

[Radio Controlled]

"This doesn't seem to be going well."

"Tell me about it, I've whiffed every shot I made today, bah."

Shake off this stun! Then get out of the vehicle from a side exit if possible (aka not straight into view of the APC), then maneuver around to nade anything hostile (or shoot with rifle if danger close/too far away for nades)

If no such exit is possible, then shoot out a porthole (try to get a good angle) and again, nade or shoot any hostiles! 

Spoiler: Mahsun Al-Adzan charsheet (click to show/hide)

AP: 1
FP: 2

Name: Mahsun Al-Adzan
Physical Description: Tanned, tall, skinny, dark eyes and a non-regulation beard.
Personality: A hard man with exactly zero patience for magic nonsense.
Backstory: Grew up in a family stemming from a hidden enclave of refugee stowaways who came aboard the ship when it passed by their planet. For them, the magical arcane beasts that roamed the lands had great cultural and religious significance. Well, until the spacemen killed them all, that is. It's all ancient history to Mahsun either way, who has a family to feed and his comrades to look after.

Faction: Haemic Corp
Class: Rifleman
Traits: Deadly, Fast Reflexes, Magic Incompatible
Health: Slightly stunned

Equipment:
Ceramic plate armor and helmet
SQ Infantry Rifle
Frag Grenades
Mounted Arcbolter

[Egan_BW]

Mahsun Al-Adzan
Noruk
Erin
Vracks
Billy Bob

Shake off this stun! Then get out of the vehicle from a side exit if possible (aka not straight into view of the APC), then maneuver around to nade anything hostile (or shoot with rifle if danger close/too far away for nades)

If no such exit is possible, then shoot out a porthole (try to get a good angle) and again, nade or shoot any hostiles! 

Hands shaking, you take a peek outside. It seems that the enemy APC is mounted on top of your own vehicle, meaning that it might be hard to exit away from it.
You instead stick your rifle out a porthole and shoot the enemy APC! [Too close and big to miss, Deadly to wound the roundleg beast: 6]
You dump a magazine of intermediate caliber rounds into the APC's drive train. That might have hurt it. Also, you're out of ammo.
[SQ Infantry Rifle: needs reload!]

roll around on floor to put fire out

[Fire! Fire!: 2]
Noruk rolls around on the floor of the APC, gradually intensifying his shouts from panic into agony as the flame burns him quite severely. He eventually passes out and stops moving.
Erin, fixing the fold-out stock on her MP5 and reaching for the hatch, does not help or appear to care. That guy was a jerk anyways.
[You died! +1 AP!]

Dismount from the APC and assault the shuttle with my SMG. Time to get into there and deal with the enemy soldiers inside.

Someone shot your drive train! You need that to drive!
[Armored Personnel Carrier: Damaged, cannot drive]

You do have legs, though. You jump out quickly and prepare to breach.
[Luck: 1]
Despite your aggression, you have no idea how you're supposed to get into this thing. It just looks like a pile of jumbled space gribbles, really. You stall, ready to charge but unsure how to proceed.

Pack up and start running to catch up with the APC.  We might need to bomb our way in.

Move that gear up!
[Speed: 3]
Not being as fast on your feet as an armored van is on wheels, you don't quite make it up to your comrades yet.

"This doesn't seem to be going well."
Shoot anything that comes out of or around that APC.

You see someone trying to get in! You stick your shotgun in a porthole, and-
[Attack!: 1]
Click click! Some bastard stole your ammo!
[Double Barrel Shotgun: Someone stole your shells!]

[Lenglon]

Fine then! I don't necessarilly need a door just yet, find a window or porthole or anywhere else that someone might be peeking outside, say, to shoot my APC from, and shove my SMG into the openings and spray down the lookie-loos.

Spoiler: Sheet (click to show/hide)

Advancement Points: 3
Favor Points: 2

Name: Erin
Physical Description: A small-ish woman with long-ish dark hair in a ponytail and purple eyes, she is very direct in conversation, going from objective to objective with very little smalltalk. She has some old scars on her left arm that seem indicative of regular injections in that area, but they've mostly faded, with no recent exposure. She wears gloves the vast majority of the time, and walks slightly hunched over anytime she isn't paying attention to her posture. She actually enjoys the feel of wind, goes running for fun routinely, and would go skydiving if she could afford to do so.

Although normally a gun warrior, she's currently been retasked to be an APC driver for this mission.

Faction: Starhammer
Class: APC Driver
Traits:
     Deadly
     Athlete
     Frail
Health: Fine
Equipment:
     Armored Personnel Carrier
     MP5 Submachine Gun
     Toolbox

[King Zultan]

"GOD DAMN IT, some body stole my shells!"
Find a porthole and use my rifle to shot anyone that goes around or is inside the APC.

Spoiler: Billy Bob Sheet (click to show/hide)

Advancement Points: 2 AP
Favor Points: 0

Name: Billy Bob
Physical Description: Looks and smells like a homeless man
Personality: Probably not sane.
Backstory: Nobody wants a hobo around especially one that stabs or murders people that get close to him, so into the army he went.

Faction: Haemic Corp
Class: Penal Conscript
Traits:
 Positive: Aware, Tough
 Negative: Bastard
Health: Fine

Equipment:
 Flak Vest
 Remote Shock Collar
 Remote Shock Collar Remote
 Double-Barrel Shotgun: No shells
 Scoped SQ Rifle

[syvarris]

Are we allowed to look at enemy sheets?

In any case, catch up to the APC.  Take the gun from the guy who burned to death inside.  Shoot any enemies who become visible.

Spoiler: Starhammer only? - Vracks' sheet (click to show/hide)

Advancement Points: 1
Favor Points: 0

Name: Vracks
Physical Description: A thin wiry man, wearing an old camouflage uniform and boonie hat.  Perpetually has a stick of valencine in his mouth, a smokable and chewable drug which is known for sedative and minor hallucinogenic effects.  It's very popular in his hometown.
Personality: Calm, kind, and extremely relaxed.  Partly due to his drug of choice, partly just because he's a mellow individual by nature.  Tends to take life in stride, optimistic and care free about things no matter how bad they get.

Faction: Stammer!
Class: Combat Engineer
Traits: Steady, Deadly, Magic Incompatible
Health: Fine

Equipment:
Shovel
Sack of Bombs
Mortar Tube