Character: Taric Sizier"He had my access card for hydroponics, any way I need to get to the power station, the power to this area has been cut off deliberately".
Once again you give her the truth, or as close to it as you're willing to get. She smiles "I see..." You get the distinct feeling she's laughing. [Arbiter precognition roll 3 Vs. Tarran dex 5] It would seem a simple thing like having bits of bone migrate around his leg is not about to stop Tarran Smith and he drags the renfield out from under his body with surprising speed and fires upon the Arbiter. [Tarran quick shot roll 2] You blast the room with metal spikes, only one hits the Arbiter [Arbiter armor roll 3+2 Light weapons] and it ricochets harmlessly away. [Luck roll 4] You remember Tarran's shooting and hit the deck in time to avoid the spray of metal. [Marcus Luck roll 2] Marcus on the other hand is still staring benevolently at random objects and gets three spikes in him, he yells and falls backwards. [Marcus will roll 1] This just isn't the man's day, the pain of the spikes conflicts totally with his imprinted personality and he lapses into a coma. Tarran appears to have pissed the Arbiter off and she levels her weapon at him. [Arbiter quickshot 5+1, confirm critical 3+1, confirmed.] A brilliant beam of crackling blue light connects her weapon to Tarran for an instant. Tarran screams and collapses backwards smoking slightly. (Tarran -20 HP -50 Stamina) Satisfied that he won't be anymore trouble the arbiter turns back to you.
"Now, I will investigate this power sabotage at my next opportunity, you have my word of honor. Right now though you need to come with me, to serve as a witness against this Tarran Smith." She is staring at you intently, waiting for an answer. [Failed roll not shown]
Health: 58/70
Stamina: 60/70
Carried Weight:7/170
Inv:
Worn clothing: Normal, comfortable snappy casual clothing, fine condition, Dress shoes.
Scanner
Customized Datapad
Hydroponics ID badge
Weighted Baton (In hand)
Status: Fine.
Arbiter
Health 90/90
Stamina 78/90
Carried weight 75/165
Inv:
Worn clothing: Heavy arbiter battle armor, well used.
Disruptor Rifle (Charge Unknown, In hand)
Punch gun, Energy. (Part of armor)
Reinforced Stun cuffs with chain to Ankle cuffs.
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Character: Tarran SmithSpray and pray my SMG into any weakspot her armor may have.
Screw lying here like a drowned rat, you can feel you SMG against your stomach and you think you might be able to whip it out fast enough to surprise the arbiter. [Dec 5 Vs. Arbiter Precognition 3] You focus yourself and then draw and fire in one motion. [Quickshot roll 2] The smooth draw worked very well, the shooting part didn't so much and needles go all over the room. One his the Arbiter [Armor roll 3+2 against light weapons] and sparks off. [Taric luck roll 4] Taric apparently saw what was coming and gets down in time to avoid getting impaled a couple of times. [Marcus luck roll 2] Marcus isn't so lucky and takes a couple needles to the chest. [Marcus will roll 1] The pain combined with the false personality is enough to break him and he collapses into a coma. You might not have broken her armor, but you certainly damaged the Arbiter's calm. She points the disruptor rifle at you and fires. [Arbiter quickshot 5+1, confirm critical 3+1, confirmed.] The world becomes made of pain, your mouth tastes like metal... assy metal. And you know no more.
Congratulations on being the first to complete the Prologue Tarran!
Health: 29/75
Stamina: -10/75
Carried Weight:24/150
Inv:
Worn Clothing: Fashionable, fairly clean, solid shoes.
Renfield SMG, In hand. (30)
Concealed Knife
Fake Biometrics tag
Fake work order
Guest ID to Hydroponics
Status: Prone, unconscious, can't walk, dislocated patella.
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Character: Dominique WakemanDominique swallowed heavily and gripped her knife tighter. This person was with the Mites, that much was certain. If she went for him, she would have maybe a moment of surprise, if she was lucky. But she was going to bank on it. She wasn't scared. When he passed, she would go for the arms, try to stab them as much as possible to weaken them and prevent him from fighting back. Then she would ask him what he thought he was doing down here.
The voices cease and you soon hear two sets of footsteps coming your way, and two shabby Mites turn the corner where you are hiding [Mite Observation rolls 3, 3 Vs. 3] [Luck Roll 6] both of them walk almost past you before one of them stops and peers into the dark patch where you're hiding. You take a running step forwards to give you momentum and thrust at his face knife leading [Melee roll 3+3 Complete surprise Vs Mite luck 2] [Confirm critical roll 3, critical confirmed.] your knife stabs through the mite's eye socket, killing him instantly. (Mite 1 -50 HP] [Mite 2 Will roll 1] The second mite takes one look at you impaling the head of his comrade and passes out then and there.
Health: 78/100
Stamina: 62/100
Carried Weight: 157/210
Inv:
Worn clothing: Heavy Duty Maintenance worksuit, sealed with helmet. Tear in the exterior layer, back. Hole in right arm, patched. slightly bloody.
Chemical thrower (Linked to canisters)
Backpack canisters (Linked to thrower)
Maintenance work card, Red
Maintenance work card, standard
Repair scrap
Maintenance Welder, Plasma and Arc. (50% charged)
Spare Energy Cell (Fully Charged)
Crowbar
Makeshift Knife (In hand)
Status: Right arm mildly injured.
Mite 2
Health 30/40
Stamina 40/40
Carried weight 20/100
Inv:
Worn Clothing: Patchwork Hazard suit, filthy. Badly torn.
Plasma cutter (Half charge]
Status: Fainted [4]
Dead mite
Hazard suit, filthy. Rags.
Chimera Pistol [15]
Makeshift knife
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Topic: Deviation-22. The End of All Things. (Read 536240 times)