I attempt to follow orders from the general, governor, or their subordinates to the best of my ability (Such as making it go).
If I have immediate orders, I'll attempt to create a firewall that will slow down the AI.
I will also warn the general about the failed attack.
[5] Following the Governor's instructions, you turn on the engines. The train begins moving, slowly gaining speed along the tunnel. [6] You construct a firewall that will aid you against the AI's attacks. [4] You warn the Governor and the Admiral about the AI. The Governor nods. 'That thing took out most of my compound's security single-handedly. It'll come back, so keep an eye open.'
Search for some parts to make some explosive rounds for the pistol.
[5] You find an empty compartment and break apart anything that looks even vaguely useful. [1] You wreck some of the materials trying to create explosive rounds for the pistol, though. There's still some left.
Some Scrap Metal added to Inventory!Quickly head to the train and alert the guards to Ludd's position.
[3] You can't see any obvious routes which you could use to get past Ludd unseen, so you decide to use Plan B - just running through the room. [1] You take a single step and crash face-first onto the floor right at Ludd's feet. Oh shit.
Attack the injured cultists, and quickly harvest their organs.
If the other cultists return, run.
[4] You rush to the aid of your comrade, [3] determining the uninjured man patching up Ludd as the biggest threat. [Dodge:6] He performs an astounding backflip away from you, but you charge on, [Dodge:2-1=1][BP:1] scoring a perfect hit right between his eyes. [Damage:6+1=6] You cleave his head in two, sending pieces of bone and flesh everywhere. [6] It doesn't seem the others heard anything, and Ludd and the other cultist are too surprised to do anything. [4] Right before their eyes, you begin calmly and systematically harvesting the man's body for any useful organs. A skilled professional like you has no trouble extracting whatever you need.
Fresh Brain added to Inventory!
Internal Organs added to Inventory!Ah well. Still build a hand held computer, look up new schematics requiring the stuff I have now online.
[6] Even though you only have little metal, you get to work constructing a handheld computer. [Power:6] It is basically a supercomputer in miniature size, dwarfing any other system out on the market. Normally, something this powerful would take up an entire room. [Size:1] It is ridiculously tiny, the size of a small cellphone. It won't be easy actually using this thing. [Functionality:1] Like that wasn't enough, it covers the screen with errors every time you press something, shuts down on it's own every five minutes, refuses to use it's full processing power most of the time and forces a system update and a virus search every time you try to use a program. If you're lucky, you might manage to use it properly every two days or so. [Fuel:6] The good news is it's totally self-sufficient and doesn't need to be ever recharged.
[1-3=1] You try to go online, but the machine pops up a few dozen 'not responding' messages and shuts down. *sigh*
Miniature Supercomputer added to Inventory!
A Little Scrap Metal removed from Inventory!
Some Mechanical Parts removed from Inventory!
Computer Parts reduced to Some Computer Parts in Inventory!Takes off the cakehelmet and tries to figure out stuff about the AI program tinhg that is invading us.
[2] You check what little data Nirur gathered about the AI before he banished it, but can't seem to figure out anything about it's purpose or creator.
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Background Roll: [1] Nothing to see here, move along.
StatusesDoctor Nirur III
Health: Fine
Inventory: Simple Tools, Material Converter, Mechanical Parts, A Lot of Scrap Metal, Power Armor Plans, Shield Generator Plans
Creations: Material Converter (Power [3], Size [4], Functionality [2], Fuel [4])
Charge Left: 100%
Tor Kataiser
Right Arm: Slightly Wounded
Torso: Critically Wounded
Inventory: Simple Tools, Nanogun, Scrap Metal, A Lot of Mechanical Parts
Creations: Nanogun (Power [4], Size [4], Functionality [2], Fuel [3], Rate-Of-Fire [One-Shot])
Fuel Left: 90/100
Littleweed Petalbug
Head: Slightly Wounded
Inventory: Simple Tools, Skarmee Comm Device, Scrap Metal, Magnificent Hat
Creations: Cakehelmet (Power [6], Size [2], Functionality [1], Fuel [5])
Charge Left: 100%
'Lightning Hook' Johnson
Health: Fine
Inventory: Simple Tools, THUNDAFIST, Some Computer Parts, Accelerator MG, Miniature Supercomputer
Creations: THUNDAFIST (Power [4], Size [2], Functionality [3], Fuel [3])
Charge Left: 80%
Accelerator MG (Power [2], Size [2], Functionality [5], Fuel [2], Rate-Of-Fire [Full-Auto])
Ammo Left: 100/100
Miniature Supercomputer (Power [6], Size [1], Functionality [1], Fuel [6])
Charge Left: ∞
Dr. Fuzz
First Right Arm: Slightly Wounded
Left Leg: Minor Wound
Second Right Arm: Fine
Second Left Arm: Fine
Inventory: Simple Tools, Empty Box of Shapeshifter Pills, Scrap Metal, Fresh Brain, Internal Organs
Creations: Shapeshifter Pills (Power [3], Size [2], Functionality [4], Fuel [3])
Vibroblade (Power [3], Size [4], Functionality [5], Fuel [4])
Charge Left: 90%
Taric Al-Sayyid
Head: Slightly Wounded
Inventory: Simple Tools, Nanofiber Vest, Mechanical Parts, Computer Parts, High-Tech Cannon, Explosive Shells [5/5] (Power 4), High-Tech Pistol, Some Scrap Metal
Creations: Nanofiber Vest (Power [4], Size [3], Functionality [3], Fuel [3])
High-Tech Cannon (Power [4], Size [6], Functionality [6], Fuel [3], Rate-Of-Fire [One-Shot])
Ammo Left: 90/100
High-Tech Pistol (Power [1], Size [2], Functionality [3], Fuel [5], Rate-OF-Fire [Semi-Auto])
Ammo Left: 100/100
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NPC'sSetback. Retry. Breach.
[6+1=7] vs [Nirur:4+3=7] The AI attacks again, this time twice as fast, but soon hits the firewall. Before it can attack the firewall itself, Nirur has removed it from the system once again.
Damnit! They're here!
[4+1=5] Gathering his wits, Ludd lets out a shout of 'they're here!' and charges at [2] Doc Fuzz. [Dodge:6] Fuzz rolls away before the attack hits, though.
Die!
[3][1] The wounded cultist decides to kick Tor while he's down instead, [Dodge:1][BP:2][Damage:6+1=6] (Oh shit.) Tor screams in incredible pain as the cultist puts his boot through his chest, cracking apart bone and flesh and smashing up some internal organs for good measure. With the wounds already received from the Resonance Detonator, Tor's doomed. Rather than to deal with the horrible, burning pain, his mind snaps and he blacks out, bleeding to death on the cold stone floor.
Tor:Torso: Critically Wounded![Survival Roll:5] Tor somehow manages to hang onto life, even as the giant hole in his torso spews out more and more blood onto the floor. The cultist might have something against that, though.
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Auch, dermonster, you sure are one unlucky bastard. Looks like we might have our first death in the horizon.