Trooper 1: 3 (6)
Acolyte: 4
Dominique Wakeman: 5-2 (5-2)
Tarran Smith: 2
Trol Grane: 2
Taric Sizier: 1
Still completely focused on Taric the acolyte waits until he gets before hitting him with another blast of force. [Slam 1' focus 5 kN, 5-2] Striking Taric's knee with a thousand pound hammer of energy, [Taric Passive kinetics 4+1] Taric is prepared this time and is able to divert most of the blow around himself, sliding backwards only slightly under the bone breaking slam. (Stamina -10)
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Trooper[Morale 3-1] [Will 4] The trooper finally dares to peek out from cover long enough to shoot at Taric, [Quickshot 1-1-1] [Luck 5] he drops his bloody rifle he's shaking so badly, and he barely recovers it before scrambling back behind cover. Yeah, core of butter in these guys.
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Dominique WakemanDom tried to raise her head from the ground again, but failed to even open her eyes. It's... too hot... Every breath she managed to take feel like it was burning her lungs. But even as she registered the heat her arms and legs felt cold and distant, like ghosts. She thought she heard Taric yell and a sound that might have been gunfire. A lot of gunfire. Tarran must still be using his machine guns. That was good. It took all of her effort but she managed to crack an eye open. At first she didn't even register the change because the light was fading. That's... not good... She could see her hand beginning to blister from heat and concentrated on it.
After a few seconds she managed to twitch a finger sideways, leaving a smaller bloody streak on the floor. ...it's too hot... must be psionics... In the distance she could dimly see the acolyte she had attacked earlier through a haze, and she closed her eye again. That's definitely what it was. Without the ability to move or even focus her thoughts clearly enough to use her own psionics, she was going to burn to death. Not how Dominique wanted to go, but in her current state it didn't seem to matter.
She thought she felt something pulling on her and heard a familiar voice, but she couldn't place it. "T-tar...ran...?" she managed after a few seconds. She twitched a finger at the acolyte. "Pyro... kinesis... need to... move away... you'll burn too..."
Too exhausted to recall anything from your orientation all you can really do is lie there in the searing heat, nothing in life ever prepared you for this. [Stamina roll 5-2+1] The heat and the slow return of your senses is galvanizing though, and you feel a bit more energy course through you. (Stamina +10)
-5 HP
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Trol Graneput some light cryokinesis on dom, stop the burning.
[sanity 2, Insanity 2] Leaping into action to save your friend you- oh hey! Shiny! You spend a solid two minutes staring at your armored sleeves and how they catch the fading light.
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Tarran SmithPut Dominique out and try to heal her with her own Basic Medkit.
"Hold on you, I'm not going to let you die after saving me."
Grimacing at the sudden wave of ambient heat (HP -5) you move to treat Dom, getting her own med kit out of her pack. [Fighting 4, dex 4+1, Int 2, luck 2, Treatment 13/20] There isn't a lot you can do for the burns now but you pack gauze and cooling bandages over them, her main injuries are much more severe demanding of your attention.
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Taric SizierKeep firing while continuing to insult him.
Scrambling up you deflect his next wave of force at some cost to yourself and you fire another salvo of gauss slugs at him. [Quickshot 5+1, Confirm critical 6, Acolyte armor 5, Super-critical confirmed] Grinning somewhat madly you aim your Frankenstein at him and fire, pounding out another five slugs that shred the Acolyte's face, skull, and spine, ripping away the expression of rage that painted his features before. He dies without a sound.
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AINathaniels voice speaks up again as the light fades away to near nothing.
"Archangel class cruiser Michael is in Orbit over the base, it isn't deploying shuttles... Cruiser is diverting power from main engines to weapons, you know I'm just a talking computer but I've got a great personality and a heart of gold, and I'd REALLY appreciate getting out of here..."---
Jordan Yule, Command BridgeFinally. 'Convincing' the captain that they needed to personally investigate the hidden distress signal had been a chore, he hadn't wanted to have to do that as it took some of the creativity and adaptability out of them but he was much more pliant now. His fists tightened at his sides, the gall of the man... Eridani's chain of command had become somewhat lacking it seemed, its officers too proud and its grunts too stupid. Thing were going to have to change, there were other matters to attend now though.
"Grand-Arbiter, we have scans of the outpost. Mild structural damage to the exterior, the radiation makes it difficult to get a higher resolution but it could be standard meteorite damage. The facility's core is running at 96% of expected efficiency, well within expected deviance. No radiation leaks can be detected, multiple fresh vehicle tracks can be traced leaving the facility, but tracking them through the forest will be difficult. All recent logged reports in the facility have been positive, no negative activity."The Arbiter's mind rolled through the information, noting that this was at least someone who knows how to give a report and not tack their own opinion onto the end for no good reason. There was something up here, and there was only one way to confirm it.
"Open a communications channel, port 00821."After a few minutes a light blinked to life and glowed on the holographic panel in front of Arbiter Yule.
"Ready to send, Sir."Perhaps subjugating the captain had served a greater purpose if the crew had learned its place so quickly before it, an experiment he would repeat later... Opening the communications he took a breath and carefully kept his voice level when speaking.
"The hand of the king that the sceptre hath borne, The brow of the priest that the mitre hath worn, The eye of the sage, and the heart of the brave, Are hidden and lost in the depths of the grave." For a moment all was silent, and then the comm sent a message back in text, a simple confirmation. Then it began scrolling text, reading off the status of the embedded biometric tags for the command personnel. More than 84% had flat vitals.
The decision from the Arbiter was immediate.
"Glass it, shunt power of from the engines to bombardment platforms. Bring heavy beams into position and lock thermobaric StG missiles on anything leaving the facility."StatusDANGER: Dominique Health below 10%
Dominique is exhausted.
Taric is exhausted.
Trol Grane is fatigued
Technocrat Trooper 1
Health: Fine
Attire: Black jumpsuit. Medium body armor, 100/100.
Weapon: Piru gauss rifle
Off Hand: none
Status: Fine
Range,
Dom, Trol, Tarranl: Short
Taric: Mid
Health: 1/100
Stamina: 20/100
Carried Weight: 117/210
Attire: Loose black jumpsuit, unchained insignia, Fine. [8lbs] Standard Body Armor, 25/100. [25lbs]
Inv:
Abassy Heavy pistol -laser sight- [5, 8lbs, in hand]
Chimera Pistol [15, 5lbs]
Chimera Pistol [15, 5lbs]
Fuath Riot suppression carbine [4, 13lbs, Caustic load]
Pressurized chemical canister [8, 1lbs, caustic]
.50 caliber pistol clips x8 (7, 2lbs)
Jormungandr Assault Rifle (A35, E70, 16lbs,)
.220 gauss slugs x2 (35)
Piru Gauss Rifle (E5/5 A5/5 16lbs)
Energy cell
.45 Gauss slugs (5)
Status: Technocracy complex, -2 for two, -1 for three.
Health: 39/70
Stamina: 10/70
Carried Weight: 95/170
Attire: Loose Black jumpsuit, Unchained Insignia, great. [8lbs] Standard Body armor, 59/100. [35lbs]
Inv:
Energy Cell x9 (3 lbs)
Frankenstein Versatility Rifle (A5, E7, 31lbs, in hand,)
.220 gauss clip x5
Piru Gauss Rifle (4/5 4/5 16lbs)
.45 Gauss slugs x2 (5)
Memory Foam centerfold
Short Range Radio
Tripwire emitter
Status: Technocracy complex, top of Admin tower emergency stair.
Health: 45/75
Stamina: 65/75
Carried Weight: 137/150
Attire: Loose black jumpsuit, Unchained insignia, burned. [8lbs] Standard Body Armor 38/100. [35lbs]
Inv:
Renfield SMG (30, 10lbs)
1 .115 spike clips (30, neg.)
Ichneumon Anti-Armor Rifle -Scope- (0, 20lbs, 0 rounds in speed loader)
1' sabot packs x4 (2)
Chimera pistol x3 (15, 5lbs)
Riot Shield (10lbs)
Guard Magkey
Basic Medkit (3/5 5lbs, in use)
Sleipnir SMG (A10, E35 9lbs,)
Sleipnir SMG (A10, E35 9lbs,)
3 half power energy cell
2 Partial .375 gauss clips (10, 15)
6 .220 gauss clips (35)
1 .220 gauss clip (20)
Jormungandr Assault Rifle (A35, E70, 16lbs)
Status: Technocracy complex, top of Admin tower emergency stair
Health: He's Dead Jim.
Stamina: Dead.
Carried Weight: 84/230
Attire: Loose black Jumpsuit, Enchained insignia, fine. [8lbs] Standard Body Armor 18/100 (35lbs)
Inv:
Chimera Pistol [15, 5lbs]
4 .22 caliber clips. [15, neg.]
Fenrir energy pistol [7, 6lbs]
energy cell x1
Small knife (1lb)
Field surgery Kit (5/5, 15lbs)
ORS pack 3/3 1lb
Status: Technocracy complex, Mortally wounded
Health: 80/80
Stamina: 30/80
Host Name: Jamie Teague
Carried weight: 76/170
Attire: Unchained Jumpsuit [8lbs] Standard Body Armor 100/100 (35lbs)
Inv:
Irin Combat Shotgun -bayonet- (2/6 14lbs, in hand)
Kapre light rifle (14/15, in hand, 12 lbs)
field rations x5 (5lbs)
basic medical kit (5lbs)
.30 caliber rifle clips (15) x5, (1lbs)
ORS pack (1/3) (Neg)
Status: Strange body, no skill bonuses for 3 turns. Your new stats are those of Teague but you get to keep your skills. Need new host in 23 turns.
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