Tarran Smith"I don't know if you can feel it or not, but we're slowly freezing to death. I think my impatience is justified. At least, this time it is. I'm not planning on becoming the latest caveman to be found in ice. As soon as we get out, you can work on me. Until then, HELP ME."
As the room continues to grow colder and Dom continues to work on your wounds instead of opening the door you start to voice your rising discomfort with the situation, freezing to death in the dark isn't the most appealing way to go. Your complaints however are answered by her calling you a wuss and flicking you in between the eyes.
You think she may have failed to properly grasp the gravity of the situation.
At least as a happy aside you see James reconsider blasting the door open out of the corner of your eye, instead he stuffs another set of clips in your pack. Well you can never have too much ammo.
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Dominique Wakeman"Well, if you'd stop moving around like an impatient asshole I could be done a lot quicker, boss," Dom said, menacing him with the stapler. "Hey, James? You mind grabbing that flechette rifle?" she yelled over her shoulder. "It might come in handy soon. Get the Jormungandr ammo too and give it to boss, he probably needs it."
While he's over there you yell at James to pick up the cannon and the ammunition from the dead immortals before turning back to Captain Whiny and finishing the job. [Int 1, Dex 3, Fight 2, Luck 3 +5 Treatment 18/20] You then learn an important lesson, don't talk while holding a pointy object. While you were craning back to yell at James you accidentally slash Tarran across the chest with the scalpel used to remove waste tissue. Damn, you really need to pay attention to these things... At least you've already got the stapler out, guess he just needs a few more.
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Taric SizierSee if I can grab the last memory from the Immortal. Regardless of whether that succeeds or not, kill the Immortal afterwards.
"Oh shut up about the cold, It's not that bad yet..."
After adding your own support to Dominique's denigration of Tarran's opinion you start working on teasing that last memory free. [A. Empathetics 5] You flow in and begin to lose a sense of individuality... you're alone in the darkness with only the remains of this mans brain. For a moment you don't think you're going to get it, and then it overwhelms you completely.
You're standing up in one of the deeper parts of the base, two Bio-suited immortals flank you while the hologram stands in front. It isn't any of the pre-programmed ones you know so well after having spent five years on this facility, this is something much different. Every feature of its face flows, seemingly passing through every combination of features at random. [P.empathetics: AutoFail through perk] You're unable to tell what you're feeling though, a curious grey area in otherwise complete sensory panorama. The hologram however pulls you away from that thought by opening its mouth,
"You are here, you have come of your own free will. Are you ready to give up this brief existence for one eternal?" The voice fits the figure, a dozen voices speaking at once, each shifting in timbre and pitch as the words come.
You nod your head up and down rapidly in lieu of answer, your mouth too dry to even attempt coherent speech. There is no other option but this, you can't go on hiding forever and life eternal sounds like a pretty sweet deal... you already practically bitched your soul out to the Church of the Virgin World by coming here, so how bad could this be? The hologram smiles, an unsettling expression helped little by being displayed on a different set of lips ever couple seconds.
"Don the armor, it has shall live for you, and you for it..." At it's words a full suit of Bio-Armor is brought in, the back already primed for you to step in. The immortals at your elbows do not prod you forwards, instead they wait...
You take a breath and strip, standing there stark naked you hesitate for a moment, and then step into the armor. Anything to make it end. You shudder as the warm carapace folds in behind you protectively and the thousands of tiny feelers your face is pressed into pulse against your eyes. Overcoming your reflexes you open your eyes, allowing the feelers to get inside and wet-link to your optic nerve, the experience is harrowing as the tendrils creep into your skull. And then it all goes wrong.
The feelers twisting around your right eyeball surge forwards, stabbing into a portion of your brain. The pain overwhelms you and you fall twitching to the floor, thought is impossible and then you feel something else... Something unlike anything your mind has ever experienced. White hot fire courses through brain and nerve as the suit takes control of your body, you back arches one last time and then goes slack.
"Our life for the Father weave, Our Soul to the Father's care , Our Hands on the Father's work." The words come from your mouth, and you mean every drop of devotion in them. The hologram smiles again and inclines his head to you briefly.
"Welcome my son, your brothers await you."
[Will: Autosuccess through perk] Gasping you wrench yourself out of the Immortal's mind and clutch your head where a fresh new migraine has bloomed, the pain is a hot star right along where the Immortal's brain had been obliterated by the suit's crude lobotomy tactic. You press the heels of your palms into your eyes and breathe slowly until the pain fades, then you unlimber the Frankenstein and flick it to single shot. Ending the Immortal's life with a peal of thunder.
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James EvanJames started pushing at the door.
After picking up the canister launcher and some ammo for Tarran you feel your way back up to the door, nudging your way around Dom and Tarran to place your weight against the door's seem and start pushing it open. [Autofail: Maximum possible total does not meet minimum requirement.] Well you start trying to push it, after much manly grunting you finally give in and slump against the door. They just don't make these things easy anymore...
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Ashley Fey and Jordan Grey[Jordan Int 2 (Re-roll from implant=3+1), Dex 2, Fight 2, Luck 2 Treatment 10/10, all stages complete] The finish isn't Jordan's best work, but it'll do The implant is fixed and you can get back to burning people with your kitty claws.
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Harry NakamunoHarry tells everyone to give him room to work, and applies thermal paste to seperate the door from it's locking mechanism, with some brute force if required
Harry Collects the spare energy cells for himself and then primes one of his tubes of jelly and Ashley's request. He gently pulls Tarran Dominique and James away from the door to prevent harm from coming to them and then he smears a long line of jelly over where the primary circuit for the electromagnets should be. [Mechanics 5] After applying the gel he starts the reaction with a spark from his finger. In seconds the door goes from cold, to dull red, to cherry, to yellow, and then to a brilliant white as the gel starts melting a track. After about a minute the gel burns out and Harry carefully tests the door, [Strength 3+1 Vs Difficulty 4, Pass] sure enough with the circuit severed the door slides open with a bit of effort.
It isn't nearly as cold in the hall, though there is a different problem. Ants.
Apparently they've been coming in from the hole Ashley's shuttle made. Since nobody bothered to shut the door behind them they've been spilling out into the rest of the complex. They aren't at swarm levels yet but it would be very bad if they got to that point in an enclosed area.
Status WarningsTarran is at <50% Health
Taric is at <50% Health
Temperature45 F, Mavaren Gardens
70 F, Main Facility
Turn Notes,Tarran is learning that you should always be treated by a qualified doctor.
Taric is shooting.
Dominique is slashing people across the chest (He looked better in red)
Powder is ineffectually pushing a door.
Ashley is done with her treatment.
Jordan is done repairing ash.
Harry is being a gentleman and opening the door.
Relevant ItemsMemory Stick (Dom)
Broken Pad (Taric)
Ident Badge (Taric)
Health: 75/100
Charge: 130/150
Carried Weight: 94/200 (-25%)
Attire: Plain gray under-armor padding. [10lbs] Heavy Combat Armor, 116/150. [45lbs]
Inv:
Leanashe Assault Rifle [22/30 18lbs]
4.73 mm Caseless box mags x2
Cirri Light pistol [20/20 8lbs]
Energy cell x5
Mechanical Bypass kit 5/5 [3lbs]
Arc implants, Planerian Implants
Stormcrow implants
Javelin Implants, Duelist Implants
Status: Mavaren Gardens
Harry Nakamuno
Health: Damaged
Charge: Half Charge
Description: 6'3", weighing three-hundred and fifty pounds Harry is the frontline muscle. Generally calm but a man who dislikes doing nothing, slow to anger he's been friends with Jordan since the Conclave gained their freedom.
Personality Complication: Just cause. Harry Believes in the work he does, and he believes hard. He won't hesitate to put a hole through anything in the way of his duty.
Skills: Melee 2, Soak 2, Brawling 2, Marksman 1
Attributes,
Strength (Str): 6
Dexterity (Dex): 3
Endurance (End): 6
Charisma (Char): 3
Intelligence (Int): 3
Willpower: (Will): 3
Staggershock implants,
Aegis implants, Lazarus implants
Samson Implants, Duelist Implants
Equipment: Heavy Combat Armor 111/150, Wolfkin SMG 15/18, .50 cal drum clips x3, HE grenades (2), Thermal Paste (2), energy cell x4
Jordan Grey
Health: Damaged
Charge: Almost Full
Description: 5'9'' Jordan is a slender blond man with the red scraggle of beard perpetually encroaching on his chin. Part of his memories were lost during translation, and all hope of recovering them lost in the second battle. His name is a combination of earth history and the book Grey's anatomy. His medical expertise remains intact along with his sarcasm and combat skills, but most of the rest of his life is hazy.
Personality complication: Hatred, he might not show it much of the time but Jordan holds a grudge against the... thing that robbed of the chance to ever recover his memories. He is determined to kill it, if it's the last thing he ever does.
Skills: Mechanics 2, Marksman 2, Dodging 3,
Attributes,
Strength (Str): 1
Dexterity (Dex): 6
Endurance (End): 1
Charisma (Char): 3
Intelligence (Int): 6
Willpower: (Will): 6
Javelin implants,
Spider implants, MD. Ande Suite
Toxicology and hazard recog, Arc implants
Equipment: Combat Armor 76/100, Laelaps Laser rifle 10/12 (15lbs), energy cell x5, Field Surgery kit 1/5, Advanced medical kit [4/5], basic medical supplies [3/5] , ORS pack 3/3.
Health: 110/115
Stamina: 87/115
Carried Weight: 99/200 (-25%)
Attire: Arbiter dress Uniform, pristine [10lbs] Standard Body Armor, 74/100. [35lbs]
Inv:
Abassy Heavy pistol -laser sight- [3, 8lbs]
Chimera Pistol [15, 5lbs]
Chimera Pistol [15, 5lbs]
Fuath Riot suppression carbine [7, 13lbs, Caustic load]
.50 caliber pistol clips x8 (7, 2lbs)
Jormungandr Assault Rifle (A30, E65, 16lbs,)
.220 gauss slugs x2 (35)
Smoke Grenades x1 (neg)
Field rations x2
Basic medical kit (2/5) (5lbs)
Data storage drive [Romance novels]
Status: Mavaren Gardens,
Health: 27/70
Stamina: 65/70
Carried Weight: 133/170 (-25%)
Attire: Technocrat Commander Dress uniform [11lbs] Standard Body armor, 66/100. [35lbs]
Inv:
Energy Cell x8 (3 lbs)
Frankenstein Versatility Rifle (A34, E69, 31lbs, in hand,)
.220 gauss clip x4
Basilisk pulse rifle 4/5 (13 lbs)
Piru Gauss Rifle (4/5 4/5 16lbs)
.45 Gauss slugs x2 (5)
Saun's Helmet (2lbs)
Box of terrible scrap components (20lbs)
Short Range Radio, (Off)
Memory Foam centerfold
colonist rations x5 (5lbs)
Tripwire emitter
Status: Mavaren Gardens
Health: 25/75
Stamina: 68/75
Carried Weight: 138/150 (-25%)
Attire: High-prelate Uniform [8lbs] Standard Body Armor 60/100. [35lbs]
Inv:
Ichneumon Anti-Armor Rifle -Scope- (1, 20lbs, 1 rounds in speed loader)
1' sabot packs x3 (2)
Chimera pistol (0, 5lbs)
Chimera pistol (0, 5lbs)
Chimera pistol (15, 5lbs)
Combat Knife (1lb)
Sleipnir SMG (A10, E40 9lbs,)
Sleipnir SMG (A10, E40 9lbs,)
3 energy cells
8 .220 gauss clips (35)
1 .220 gauss clip (25)
Jormungandr Assault Rifle (A35, E70), 16lbs, in hand)
Status: Mavaren Gardens,
Health: 38/75
Stamina: 52/75
Carried weight: 80/200 (-25%)
Attire: Exarch Dress uniform [8lbs]
Inv:
Renfield SMG (10, 10lbs, in hand)
Riot shield (10lbs 30/30)
Piru Gauss Rifle (E5/5 A5/5 16lbs)
.45 Gauss slug clip (5)
Dybbuk Flechette Canister Rifle (1/2 35 lbs)
20 mm flechette canisters (x2, 1 lb)
Energy cell
Status:Mavaren Gardens, Wet, incredibly Smelly. The Devil inside (unknown effect)
Author
Topic: Deviation-22. The End of All Things. (Read 539270 times)