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What has the artisan been doing meanwhile? Is it back in the other territory beginning it's building?
Grab Debbie and hop off the ants. Watch the impending comedy unfold, but try not to be in the thick of it.
"I think we've done all we can for the moment. Perhaps you should go back and report that the fighting has begun, and suggest the others send a small expeditionary force here to support their brave vanguard. Maybe say something about only the bravest and strongest would dare venture forward. You know, so every ant in our territory comes rushing here, leaving the artisan in peace for a while."

Spoiler: Genesis (click to show/hide)

Description: Classic 80s action hero looks, kinda quiet. think Kurt Russel from the movie Soldier
Nature: Pureblood [Iteration 31195, Calderon Code: Phlogiston.  Investigation Corp, Patron: Sebiline the All-Seeing]
Status: Isn't falling out of or into anything
HP: 10
Inventory: Robe, gloves, needle. Hammer pendant of missile resistance and freezing when wet. 
Fate Points: 0

Spoiler: links (click to show/hide)

Debby, Tess, Luta, Grey, Hugh, Aaron.

"Oh shit our guys are suicide charging and those guys look like they're a little bit better setup compared to our guys, maybe we should head back to our side of the bridge and watch from a afar."
Get off the ant when Genesis does, then send a message to Aaron and tell him the fighting's about to start.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: Debby
Description: Looks like a regular human woman but with the head of a deer.
Nature: All-Tounges
Status: Normal
HP: 10
Inventory:
 purple robe
 white gloves
 big ass needle (strange black magic)
 Sword
 Elizabeth Audrey Foxington, the living fox doll, now with parka: Is currently back at base
 Rope
 Rifleaxe
 10' rope
 Spork with sharp serrated edges on the spoon part
 Some bandages
 Sewing needle
 Chest piece it doesn't fit well
 Helmet doesn't fit well
 15' cloths line
 A kitchen knife
 Some thread
 Some Rags
 Some canned goods
 Can opener
Fate Points: 3

Spoiler: Needle Links (click to show/hide)

Orange   Grey
Blue       Genesis
Violet     Aaron

Genesis and Debby bail off the ants and scamper back away from the incoming brawl. Debby sends a message back to Aaron as the carefully chosen squad of ants charges headlong into battle heedless of their orders. They don't make it all the way back across the bridge but they  do get at least like 75% of the way.

Hugh stands up and raises his wok in front of and above himself like he’s going going to strike someone with it.  “Ho! Ho! Here we go!”, he yells as he eats the distance between himself and the gigantic ant’s left eye while simultaneously swinging the wok down onto it and latching onto the gigantic ant with his free hand (he uses 3 fate points to achieve these goals).[4+1, 6-1]

Spoiler: Current stomach contents (click to show/hide)

Part of a rock wall.
Darkness.
Plates and silverware
The distance between the conduit and the village.
An extremely tiny part of the distance between the inn and the creature.
Several (possibly wrong) answers to the question of where the creatures are.
(Possibly) several pieces of Hugh’s chipped teeth.
Two gourd creatures (with magic from an unknown source.).
A mile of air.
An (un)Holy Noise
The distance between some building and the edge of the crater
A small amount of darkness.

Spoiler: Hugh (click to show/hide)

Name: Hugh.
Description:  A large, fat, bald human male who, despite being seemingly obese, is immensely  strong.  He towers over others, with the tallest of the other (current) humonculi only coming up to the center of his abdomen.  He has a hearty laugh that makes his belly shake like a bowl full of jelly, and is very kind and jovial
Nature: Glutton.
Status:  Leeeeeeerooooy Jeeeeeenkiiiiiiinnnns!,!,! !!m! ,!!!!
HP: 9
Inventory: Robe, gloves, and needle (in the form of a large wok),  various foodstuffs, dishes, silverware, and cooking and serving supplies.
Fate Points: 3

Spoiler: Needle Links (click to show/hide)

Red - Aaron
Orange -
Yellow - Genesis
Green - Greed
Blue - Youare
Indigo - Grey
Violet -

As Genesis and Debby flee from the action, Hugh dives directly into it. Rather than wait for a giant ant to come to him, he decides its best to go to the ant.  He raises the wok above his head and snaps down hard on the several hundred feet between himself and the ant's left eye. With a sound like a bullwhip cracking he moves instantaneously onto the giant ant's face, specifically a ridge of carapace just above the left eye. He uses his right hand to instantly grasp a jutting bit of crystalline carapace while bashing downward with his cooking dish. [6] The wok strikes the eye with a resounding and somewhat musical Clang that reverberates through Hugh's entire body. The needle's current form means it can't pierce but its blunt impact or perhaps the resonant frequency of the ringing instead results in a huge crack splitting the perfect gem-like eye of the giant ant.  It screeches and rears backwards, raising forelimbs as big as tree trunks and sweeping them across its eye in an attempt to dislodge its attacker. [2+1] (all fate points used) His hands numb from the vibrations, Hugh takes one bump from forelimb and loses his grip. He slides down the eye spread eagle, slowing is descent but not catching hold.

Hearing Debby's announcement, Aaron draws the symbol for immediate conflict on the front for the ant leaders.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: Aaron Blackstar
Description: A thin, tall man with pale skin, long ink-black hair, and a carefully trimmed goatee. His eyes look like finely faceted balls of smoky quartz.
Nature: Cognizant
Status: Hopeful this doesn't take too long.
HP: 10
Inventory: Robe, needle, and gloves. Bloodthirsty serrated fighting knife. Needle charged by stabbing black magic plant monsters.
Sleeve contents:
1.A ripe avocado
2. A watercress sandwich
3. Flan
4. Calamari
5. Raspberry Lemon Meringue Pie
6. Baked potato soup
7. Oysters Rockefeller
8. Sticky Toffee Pudding
9. Chicken fried steak
10. Cinnamon Bread
FP: 0
Links: Red:Hugh, Yellow:Youare, Green:Grey, Orange:Genesis, Blue: Aa, Indigo:Tess, Violet:Debby

Aaron signals that the "Scouting party" has run into conflict. The result is immediate: every ant in the chamber, including the upper ranking members, charges out towards the conflict with absolute glee. After only a few moments Aaron is standing alone with the Artisan.  The artisan, who has been quietly observing for the last little while, does the closest equivalent to a shrug that its strange body can muster and floats away to start its work.

Sunny has a lovely conversation with another wall, hopefully.

Spoiler: ALL-ABOARD THE FRIENDSHIP EXPRESS (click to show/hide)

Name:  Subject D  (A.K.A: Sunny Dee)
Description:  Sunny Dee looks like a normal male human in a brightly colored leotard. Well normal except for his eyes, that are nebulous and translucent.
Nature: All-Tounges
Status: Friendship found him, he never had to look far.
HP: 10
Inventory:

• Brightly Colored Leotard

Fate Points: 0

[2]
The wall is not very talkative right now. How odd. Its usually a regular chatterbox. Something about "all the horrible things its seen" or whatever.








Back out at the bridge, Hugh's teleporting antics have distracted the giant ant long enough to allow the friendly bugs to finish their charge and hit the wall of the fortress. They immediately begin to burrow into it or climb up over it as smaller soldier ants race to the edge of the battlements and start balls of sharpened crystal down on them. The tunnel on the friendly side of the bridge begins to rumble and clinking footsteps of hundreds of feet can be heard surging towards the bridge.

I'm not unconscious, the universe just forgot about me for a second. Now give me my rockets.

[6]
You go from laying on the ground to standing with a rocket launcher in both hands, screaming a battle cry. There's no standing up, no recovering. You are on the ground one moment, the next you are screaming bloody murder while dual wielding rocket launchers. If anyone had been watching you, it would probably be very disconcerting. But luckily not even the universe was keeping tabs on you, so its fine.

Bob now waits to be let out of the pain dimension with his cargo/snack. Or for more food. Either way. Or both. Preferably Both. Bob now waits to be lead out of the pain dimension by offers of more food.

Spoiler: Bob (click to show/hide)

Name: Bob the Biter
Physical Description: Your basic primal swamp dinosaur. With a yellow hard hat.
Background: Who knows? The Company discovered that he has a knack for fixing ... things, and he hasn't eaten anyone important enough to care about yet. Somehow, some joker from the sanitation department got him on the payroll. He was there for quite a while before the bureaucrats found out and moved him to the engineering payroll.

Life: d4
Attack: d4 (Bite)

Stats:
Strength: d10
Dexterity: d6
Speed: d4
Endurance: d4
Will: d12
Knowledge: d4
Fate: d4

Skills:
Melee: d4
Guns: d4
Explosives: d4
Implants: d10
Mechanics: d12
Technology: d4
Medical: d4
Occult: d4

Status: Bob
Inventory: 1 OMNI Toolkit (Max charges) 3/3?
100 (-10) Nutrient Paste.
(brain thing that controls zombies or something?) plucked zombie chickens (raw, headless), 5 zombie hands

Money: 950

Spoiler: Bob's Business (click to show/hide)

Swamp of flesh and pain
Look at me. I am the projectile now!
Hang nail
bats. also, Best Friggin Gator.
Bob eats everything

Bob Bobs about, waiting for more food. Might be a minute until more food comes. Unless he makes food.

"Well that sucks, I'm not really good at this whole summoning shit stuff."
See if there was anything interesting inside the car, then see if my robot friends can imagine some way to get us up to that island.

Spoiler: Is no longer dead! (click to show/hide)

Name: Burt Burt
Physical Description: An animatronic Dandy Fox with an old money southern drawl.
Background: Needed a job and got one.
Class: Advanced Combat Technician: (Gets an extra 100 Omni per mission)
Life: d6 Reactive fabric cape
Attack: d4 Personal Sidearm / d8 Close Sawn off Shotgun (d4 use die) with bayonet d4

Sight:
Smell: Nope can't do that.
Hearing: Set to text to speech
Taste: Doesn't have one.
Touch: Probably doesn't really have that ether.

Stats:
 Strength: d4
 Dexterity: d4
 Speed: d4
 Endurance: d8
 Will: d4
 Knowledge: d4
 Fate: d4

Skills:
 Melee: d4
 Guns: d10
 Explosives: d4
 Implants: d4
 Mechanics: d10
 Technology: d6
 Medical: d4
 Occult: d4
 Speech: d4

Status: No longer dead
Inventory:
 OMNITECH Red Jumpsuit
 OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 ranged attack) x5 Magazines (d4 use die)
 OMNITECH Tool kit (3 / 3)
 OMNITECH Tool kit (3 / 3)
 reactive fabric cape
 High visibility flares x4
 Cognition copier
 Mysterious remote control
 Box of protein bars
 First Aid kit (1)
 Fire extinguisher (d6 use)
 Harpoon
 OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 ranged attack)
 Sawn off Shotgun (d8 Close)(d4 use die) Box of shells (d6 use die) with Bayonet d4
 Cold Steel "Battle Ready" katana (d6 use die)
 OMNITECH Passive Personal Shield Generator (d12 life, d4 use die)
 Glow sticks (D6 use die)
 Hand held video camera. with up link to OMNITECH server.
 A gun effectively identical to the containment turrets, d8 ammo and not reloadable
 Rocket Launcher (d12+3 ranged explosive) No ammo
 Flashlight
 Laptop
 Smartphone
 A small ball that has complex etched designs on the surface and smolders with yellow flames
 Knife
 Machete
 Rifle (d8 ranged attack) would have d6 mags if I had any.
 2 Handguns (d6 ranged attack) would have d6 mag if I had any
 Three foot long section of pipe, my head fit inside of it.
 Robot lockout switch
 Ghost fox
 Mr. Frog: The big frog in suspenders, now with big brain and Handgun (d6 ranged attack) 3 d6 mags
 Miss Godiva Goose: The female goose with...a large chest...dressed in purple, furs and boa, now with big brain  and Handgun (d6 ranged attack) 3 d6 mags
 Prickly Dan: The porcupine in overalls and floppy cap, now with big brain and Handgun (d6 ranged attack) 3 d6 mags
Money:
 245 Omni
 6,000 Megabucks

Spoiler: Things I've done. (click to show/hide)

Shot a giant gimp in the dick with a rocket launcher.
Let people use the harpoon gun to climb out of the giant's mouth.
Bravely ran away when the giant hand threatened to crush us.
Stood around and did nothing useful for a bit.
Summoned a car, car crashed and I got stuck in a hole.

[4]
You dig through the wreckage of the car and find...a jetpack?! Damn! That's interesting!

(Can robots imagine?)

Since my destination has just been eaten by a gator, go back to the ground and send a radio message to my teammates and ask them if they're okay. Then try to see if I can convert my Portal gun portal into a portal back into the real world. TEST it with a drone, not my own person!

"Uhh, I don't know if I'm just seeing things, but I think the gator just ate the floating island and possibly Mr Friend. Can anyone who was on the island confirm if they're inside the digestive track of an alligator. Anyone!?"

Spoiler: Baldwin Reborn (click to show/hide)

Name: Robert Baldwin
Physical Description: A tall, pale, and thin man with green eyes and shoulder-length brown hair. You'd almost mistake him for a hippy if it weren't for how well-groomed he was. His hair has a shine to it that one could only get from the most expensive of shampoos and conditioner, while his complexion is flawless. No one knows where he gets his personal hygiene products from.

Also has blood wings (tucked in) and a blood halo now...

Background:  In a past life, Robert was a nature-loving hippy who abandoned his passion for cold-hard cash. Now a shameless capitalist, he thought up many money-making schemes as an occultist at OMMNI, but he encountered failure after failure before meeting his end within the SAM hivemind. Somehow he managed to make it back, but it's hard to gauge how much of his old personality is still intact.

Before even this, Robert had been a famous architect who distinguished himself with his avant garde designs. Life was good for the young upstart, until his preference for beauty over practicality caught up with him.

His biggest achievement, the Sierra Space Resort was a massive space station meant to house the wealthiest of space tourists. Modelled after a dance device from a bygone era, the station was a giant ball covered almost entirely in mirrors. It would reflect the light of a local star and spread it throughout the cosmos, broadcasting its brilliance to anyone in the solar system. This gave it the nickname the "Dazzle Star".

Though the clientele loved it, locals would get very pissed whenever the D-Star touched down in their corner of space. The reflected sunlight wreaked havoc on nearby planets, starting wildfires and even boiling oceans. Eventually enough people got mad and banded together to form a rebellion. The station was not designed to defend against such attacks and was quickly blown up, along with all the upper-classmen inside it.

Someone had to pay for that bloodshed, so Robert ended up facing the suit's wrath. As punishment he was cryogenically frozen for 200 years. Long enough to go out of style.

After serving his sentence, Baldwin applied for a job at OMNI, but the suits confused his unusual floorplans for diagrams of summoning circles. Robert was hired on the spot, but it was only during his second week of basic training did he realize that he may not have gotten the job he was looking for...

And you know the rest.

Life: 2d6 (OMNITECH Jumpsuit)
Attack: d? ranged (Fragile Darkness)
d2 fists

Stats:
Strength: d4
Dexterity: d4
Speed: d8
Endurance: d4
Will: d6
Knowledge: d6
Fate: d6

Skills:
Melee: d4
Guns: d4
Explosives: d8
Implants: d4
Mechanics: d4
Technology: d4
Medical: d4
Occult: d12
Speech: d6

Status: Pain Receptors: off

Sight: Not blindfolded
Smell: Nose plugs
Hearing: Text-to-speech earbuds
Taste: Normal
Touch: No Pain receptors, otherwise normal.

Inventory:
OMNITECH Black Jumpsuit
     The standard OMNITECH jumpsuit. Covers everything but the head, hands, and feet. Stain resistant, waterproof, breathable, light, and overall comfortable as everyday wear. Offers no protection against anything more dangerous than a spilled cup of coffee.  Has the employee’s name stenciled on the back like a sports jersey.  This one is Black and has a smaller “OCCULT” stenciled across the right side of the chest, just under the collar bone.
OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 ranged attack) x3 Magazines (d4 use die)
     One of the “Generic” brand of OMNITECH weapons which are ubiquitous in OMNITECH installations. The Generic Personal Sidearm is a handgun as drawn by a 9 year old; A gray rectangle with a gray rectangle grip and a trigger that looks more like a light switch with a trigger guard that looks like an allen wrench. It is uncomfortable, unappealing, and very clearly designed by the lowest bidder, but can effectively put .45 slugs into targets.
OMNITECH Universal Containment Pod x 5
    OMNITECH Containment pods resemble a clear tube held in between two large metal ends with long rods forming a cage and reinforcing structure around the tube.  One of the metal ends has an iris design to allow it to open and allow a sample in before clamping shut. Though the tubes look to be glass they are a multilayer reinforced acrylic that is remarkably strong and non-reactive.
OMNITECH Null-Rod
    The Null-rod is a collapsible rod made of the same non-reactive acrylic as the inner lining of the containment pods. Used by Cultists for the investigative prodding and poking of things that look dangerous.


OMNITECH Jumpsuit (2d6 life, rocket packs for jumping, flight,etc.)

OMNITECH Placed charge (Demo pack, with remote, 3d10 damage, single use)

OMNITECH EMP grenade (d20 damage, only effects electronics. Single use)

OMNITECH Cognition Copier

The Artifact Occult gun "Fragile Darkness"
An enigmatic artifact recovered from the Detroit anomaly zone. Seems powerful.

"Cold Comfort" - OMNITECH Generic Security Rifle (d6 ranged attack) (Five d8 magazines, one empty magazine)
May spell the death of me....

[NAME WITHHELD FOR COPYRIGHT REASONS]
Some sort of portal gun

Gentleman's Pipe
    This isn't a pipe. This is a text-based description of a pipe. And also a pipe.
Octarine Tobacco
   An ancient plant from 200 years ago. Used to be all the rage among people with "alternative" lifestyles, but it fell out of style once corporations began selling it legally. Turns out that once the man was in on it, nobody wanted to buy it anymore. By now it would be extinct if it weren't for the single potted plant in Baldwin's room. In the end, Baldwin was a sellout.
Idea Tube
   An old treasure from a past life. Even back then everything was done in CAD, but Baldwin always wanted to stand out. He drew his designs by hand and would store them here for safe keeping along with spare paper and writing tools. This created a tempting prize for any aspiring paparazzi, which lead to him being frequently covered in various magazines. He owes his career to those guys.

Good OMNITECH fishing rod

Some guy's wallet

Some guy's crumpled piece of paper.

A prospector's watch
It's got sensors and shit that detects anomalies. Allegedly ceases to function deeper into the zone

Military grade Electronic Binoculars.
Useful for scouting

OMNITECH Full Body Bio-prosthetic Clone

Money: 121 OMNI, 147 Megabucks.

The island Bob ate isn't the one with all the fighting. [6] The one you're in fact at right now! Right next to Wilfred!

"...Well honestly shouldn't of expected much else. Wait where di- Agh not again!"

Grab my incompetent mind lawyer who is also a bear for some reason and catch up with the current reality where everyone else is at. Also while im at it eat some metaphysical saltine crackers to calm my nerves.

Spoiler:  Jack Blackwater (click to show/hide)

Name: Jack Blackwater
Physical Description: A average built jittery man with curled up short black hair and blue eyes who looks like he drinks way too much coffee.
Background: Jack was a security guard who by one day stumbling upon access to hidden cameras over the past couple weeks (but it feels like years) have been secretly watching the "MOOK Squad" through almost each and every one of their missions to date from unfortunate warp travel accidents to attempted ape murder Jack has seen it all with popcorn in hand. Of course nothing good last forever and the guys above eventually caught onto Jacks snooping but rather than "Firing" him it was decided that he would be transferred to work for the "MOOK Squad"... indefinitely.
Class: Security
Life: OMNITECH Riot suit (d6 Life)
Attack: OMNITECH Generic Security Rifle (d6 ranged Attack) / OMNITECH Generic Security Baton (d4 melee attack)

Stats:
 Strength: d4
 Dexterity: d4
 Speed: d6
 Endurance: d4
 Will: d4
 Knowledge: d12
 Fate: d6

Skills:
 Melee: d6
 Guns: d8
 Explosives: d4
 Implants: d4
 Mechanics: d4
 Technology: d4
 Medical: d4
 Occult: d4
 Speech: d4

Status: Fine
Inventory:
OMNITECH Riot suit (d6 Life)
    A set of all gray body armor notable for its heavy chest and back plates, spherical pauldrons, articulated gauntlets and face obscuring helmet. Has “SECURITY” stenciled across the front and a big OMNITECH eye logo stamped on the helmet.
OMNITECH Generic Security Rifle (d6 ranged Attack) and 3 magazines (d6 use die)
    One of the “Generic” brand of OMNITECH weapons which are ubiquitous in OMNITECH installations. It is an unassuming gray brick of a gun that most resembles a P90 as designed by someone with an intense passion for straight lines and 90 degree angles. It is a bullpup design with a large magazine slotted into a spot on the top of the weapon. Uses standard UEC 7.5mmx50mm steel-carbide rounds.   The word “RIFLE” has been stenciled along one side of the weapon.
OMNITECH Generic Security Baton (d4 melee attack)
    One of the “Generic” brand of OMNITECH weapons which are ubiquitous in OMNITECH installations. A non-collapsible metal tonfa with a square shaped striking surface to allow for both flat and edged blows. The solid metal construction is further enhanced with embedded weights to make the weapon both balanced and capable of more powerful strikes.  Has the word “BATON” stenciled on one side and “SECURITY” on the other.
OMNITECH electrical behavior modification implant
    A standard “contractual obligation enforcing” implant given to all Security personnel. Allows supervisors to inflict “Electrical Guidance” to the security agent if they are, in the supervisor’s opinion, acting incorrectly.
OMNITECH Omni-light
    A consumer brand flashlight produced by OMNITECH. Painted gray and labeled “FLASHLIGHT” to fit in with the generic brand of everything else.
A Cognition Copier
Earbuds Drowns out the screams
Metaphysical Saltine Crackers Tastes just how you imagine it
Money:
700 Omni

[4]
You appear next to wilfred. How did you get here? Whats going on? Who knows! You eat crackers as wilfred rants. Wow, this garden is pretty nice; except for the parts that are on fire.

Help Bob imagine a portal.  Grab a rocket launcher, on general principles.  Don't go through the portal myself.

Spoiler: Summer (click to show/hide)

Name: Summer
Physical Description: Batlike young woman with giant membranous wings in place of arms.  Long black hair.  About the size of a flying fox.
Background: Former sales pool worker who decided to throw away a promising career of forty years of utter drudgery for a much more exciting opportunity.

Life: d12 Force Field.  Also stimmed
Attack: d2 unarmed, d4 generic pistol

Stats:
Strength: d4?
Dexterity: d6
Speed: d6
Endurance: d6
Will: d6
Knowledge: d4
Fate: d6

Skills:
Melee: d4
Guns: d4
Explosives: d6
Implants: d4
Mechanics: d6
Technology: d4
Medical: d6
Occult: d4
Speech: d8

Status:
Flying fox sized.  May be stronger than normal.

Inventory:
OMNITECH Green Jumpsuit
OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 ranged attack) x2 Magazines (d4 use die)
OMNITECH Medical Kit (3 charges. Expend one to gain advantage on a Medical roll)
Painkillers. d6 use die.
Stimulants, 3x
OMNITECH Passive Personal Shield Generator.
Foam Grenade d12
EMP Grenade d20, electronics
Giant spike, chained, eventually, to an iron maiden which is currently in the hands of Yagyu.

Toolkit (2 charges)

VR Robot Control program. (Can control a single ordinary robot through the VR headset without tech rolls, as if it was Summer's body.  Skills may only be used if robot has appropriate appendages.  Can be used to control different kinds of robots, but only one at a time.)

Stowed:
Radio earbuds with text-to-speech function.
Shock collar with quantum entanglement system.
Sensory deprivation suit.

Spoiler: Sensory (click to show/hide)

Sight: Normal
Smell: Normal
Hearing: Normal
Taste: Normal
Touch: Normal

No suit.

[3]
Uh...well I don't think bob is actually imagining anything. If he is, he's not doing it well since no portal appears. But we'll assume you do land down next to Wilfred and pick up one of those rocket launchers. You know, just because.

Use the Ammunition Transmutation forge to turn some of these carbine mags into a big tranq dart that nicely fits into the ferromagnetic accelerator, filled with strong anesthetics. If a big tranq dart isn't possible, make some big flashbangs instead (still for the ferro accelero). Hell, do both if possible in a turn.

While that is chugging along, help Edward Barnacle Boy with his summoning wizardry.   

Spoiler: Yagyu d'Aubigny (click to show/hide)

Name: Yagyu d'Aubigny
Physical Description: Auditor, guns version
Background: Yagyu hates OMNITECH. But Yagyu likes money.
Class: Hazardous Materials Reclamation Crew
Promotion: Team Captain (100 Omni Raise, Access to all team shock implants. Crushing responsibility.)

Life: 3d8 (auditor)
Attack: d12 (pulse laser) + d10 (scrap metal) (Autonomous targeting system)

Stats:
Strength: d10
Dexterity: d10
Speed: d10
Endurance: d10
Will: d10
Knowledge: d10
Fate: d10

Skills:
Melee: d4
Guns: d12
Explosives: d4
Implants: d4
Mechanics: d8
Technology: d8
Medical: d4
Occult: d4
Speech: d6


Status: Comme ci comme ça
Sight: reduced fps
Smell: no smell
Hearing: text to speech
Taste: no taste (hah!)
Touch: no touch


Inventory:
OMNITECH Isolation Suit (Protection from many environmental dangers)
Cognition copier
bodyparts, enough for full body (in cold storage)       
goop thrower (d4 attack. Does no damage. If successful, target is immobilized.)

Modified goop thrower. Does no damage: if successful, target is immobilized. OVERDRIVE: higher attack at the cost of increased use die usage. For every more powerful use, use die is rolled at disadvantage.
   Standard [not in use]: d4 attack, regular use die usage.
   OVERDRIVE [currently selected]: d8
   -current goop tank d8/d8
   -3 spare goop tanks (all d8/d8)
3 spare carbine mags
3 spare shotgun mags
box of d10 damage scrap metal for ferromagnetic accelerator (d6/d6)

Sealing Tool (D4 use die)
environmental scanner
toolkit [3/3]
2 poking sticks
3 boxes
3 mental purgants (1 to Summer)
1 camera drone (borrowed from Ed)

Lockout switch and voter [10/10], quantum linked to suit comms.
isolation suit and TTS earbuds
iron maiden cage (?)

Money: 3539
insurance: auditor-jetpack body (paid for: penal mission cycle)

-auditor-
1. Biorhythm tracker: Allows the tracking of a single target. Their outline will appear on the user's vision from any distance, through any material. Tracking can be initiated with line of sight OR DNA sampling.
Samples: Wil, Burt, Ed, Baldwin, Summer(?)
2. Autonomous targeting system: Allows for a second weapon to be fired as a secondary attack even after firing the standard single attack. Weapon must be held in the other hand and uses suit parameters instead of user skill. Light weapons use dex, heavy use strength.
3. Ammunition Transmutation forge: Shoebox sized device that allows ammunition of one kind to be transmuted into a different kind of ammo. Not one to one, requires equal or greater monetary value of the input to get the output. Ie a 20 omni bullet would require the sacrifice of at least 20 omni worth of other ammo to make.
4. Weakness Analysis protocols: Automatically detects and displays the structural or biological weaknesses of any targeted enemy.
5. Pulse Laser: Infinite use military grade laser fired from the point of the "Beak". Deals d12 but requires d6 turns to recharge after every use. Can use it on low-power setting to cut things open without having to recharge.
6. Micromissile Pack: Built into the hunched back, fires salvos of micromissiles that deal d6xd6 damage. Has a d4 use die. Guided via laser targeting using Gun skill.
7. OMNITECH ferromagnetic accelerator: Standard version of the system but built into the hands. Pick up metal objects and fire them. Damage dependent on object.
8. Wrist Mounted Shotguns: Same damage as "PUNCH!" shotgun (2d10 close, 2d6 medium, 2d4 long). current use die: d6/d6
9. hardsuit-style jetpack (integrated into auditor body)

[8]
You create 4 big tranq rounds and 2 flashbangs.  This eats all the carbine rounds.

Focus real hard and imagine myself holding a tranquilizer rifle loaded with tranq rounds strong enough to put a particularely large elephant to sleep. Just, like, super strong.
Do this in an attempt to will such a thing into existence.

Spoiler: Edward (click to show/hide)

Name: Edward Paganini Scrum[/b]
Description: Edward has the look of a grumpy boulder, an impassive craggy face with lumpy, half swollen features. Once he made deal with a dog-sized flea in the cargo hold of a helium trawler near Jupiter. That trawler never made it back to port, but Edward did. He's been itchy ever since. Sometimes he sees things in the machines he fixes, sometimes he knows things he shouldn't. He won't talk about how he got here, what he intends to do, or what the deal he made was. He is quiet, fatalistic, distant, but prone to occasionally ramble with a distant look in his eyes. He's 36, but he looks 60.

After spending a mission as the EdPC, he now has a cyborg octopus body. Matte black and stands (slithers?) at about chest height

Life: d8
Attack: d4 sidearm (d4 use die current mag)

Stats: Octobody
Strength: d6
Dexterity: d8
Speed: d6
Endurance: d8
Will: d6
Knowledge: d12
Fate: d6

Skills
Melee: d4
Guns:d10
Explosives:d4
Implants:d4
Mechanics:d12
Technology:d12
Medical:d4
Occult:d4
Speech: d4

Inventory:
OMNITECH White Jumpsuit (pushbot)
OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 ranged attack) x2 spare Magazines (d4 use die) (pushbot)
OMNITECH Override Fob (Allows activation of most vehicles)
OMNITECH Personal Computing Cube and Universal adapter
OMNITECH cognition copier
OMNITECH Microwave Gun (d6 + d12 tech skill. No use die.)


Toolbox (3 charges)
Fancy multitool: at least screwdrivers and a welding tool
3 Small camera drones that can fly and stick to walls
OMNITECH Magic 888-ball

OCTOBODY: About chest height, matte black. Has suckers on the 8 tentacles that allow sticking to surfaces, along with optical camouflage.
- OMNITECH Reactive Personal Shield generator (d8 protection but has d4 use die. Recharges between missions)
- OMNITECH Negotiation enhancer (A built in lie detector that will alert the user when someone is being untruthful around them.)
- OMNITECH Voice manipulator (Allows the user to modulate and adjust their voice manually or to copy a voice they have a sample of)
- OMNI-scient Network observer (A police scanner like device for the OMNI-scient network)
- Sensor suite: Stuff like infrared, heat, zoom, etc. Basically very fancy eyes.

60 OMNIBUX

Pushbot stats:
Skills:
Guns: d8
Melee: d8
all others: d6

stats:
Strength: d10
Dexterity: d6
Speed: d4
Endurance: d12
Will: d6
Knowledge: d6
Fate: d6

[3][5]
You get your rifle, materializing it out of thin air, and a few rounds for it, but not a lot. [D4 magazine of rounds]

Be evasive/defensive while ranting to Derp.  An immediate attack isn't needed; rant and build up into a foaming, all consuming rage.

"See this, Derp?!"  Wilfred shouts, holding his arms out wide, the bone golem below him mimicking the motion.  "See ME?"

"I have changed so much since I first heard of you!  I've died, over and over again!  I've shifted forms!  I've become a god!  But there has been one thing I have held at my core since I was told of your existence, Derp!"

Wilfred clenches both of his fists together, his cat ears folding back and his sharp teeth gnashing.  He visibly vibrates with rage as he screams.  "Pain!  YOUR pain!  I know what you are, a monstrous concept, a virus, a filthy infection!  But you know what I am?  I am hatred incarnate!  Every fiber of my being is dedicated to your pain and suffering!  You will scream and writhe!  I brought you here--ME!--so that you would suffer the entirety of the torment this world is made from!"

Reach out to the pain dimension.  Every part of it.  Every mind and sensation in this horrible place.  Send a signal, a single clear and pure emotion:

"FUCK YOU, DERP!  WRITHE AND DIE IN ABSOLUTE AGONY!"

Spoiler: Sheet (click to show/hide)

Name: Wilfred Seven
Physical Description: An exaggerated eight-foot tall linebacker-shaped machine constructed out of slabs of white metallo-ceramic armor, laid atop a barely visible metallic undercarriage.  Its legs are stumpy compared to its arms, with a bulbous body due to the double rocket jump pack embedded between its shoulders.

Inside, he is an upsettingly poorly clothed buff catgirl.  Who still sounds identical to Wil Wheaton.
Background: He was batch manufactured along with nine other Wil Wheaton clones, for use in some film that he's never heard of and was never involved with; only the three "best" clones were actually selected for use in the film, while the other seven--really, the other six, Wil Three survived less than a week--were sold to OMNITECH as cheap labor.  Somehow, OMNITECH decided to hire Seven, rather than just enslave him, although he's not really sure what the difference is.  Notably, Wilfred's flaw that disqualified him from being selected is that his mind is nothing like the famous actor, and he actually hates being compared to the man.
Class: Class 02 weapon of mass destruction. (Always starts missions with a cognition copier)
Senior Xeno-Ambassador (+150 omni per mission)
Life: 2d8 Hardsuit] 1d4?
Attack: 4d4 Acidthrower

Stats:
Str 1d6
Dex 1d8
Spd 1d8
End 1d10
Wil 1d12
Kno 1d6 1d12 Subspace Library
Fte 1d12

Skills:

Mel d4
Gun d12
Exp d4
Imp d4
Mec d4
Tec d12
Med d4
Occ d12
Spc d4

Status: Drunk!

Inventory:
OMNITECH Cognition Copier (equipped)

TTS Earplugs
OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 ranged attack) (Three d4 magazines)

Carried by Bonem, Bone Golem:
SMASHED: OMNITECH Hardsuit (2d8 life, d8 jumpjets)
---Can skim on smaller rockets
---Built in binocular view

Cat-sized woodlouse named "Rolly-Polly"
Anomaly detection watch
Hacked observation drone from Detroit
Psychometric Reconstructor (Occult tool)
Subspace Library Search Engine (Replaces know with tech)
Spiderbot
Glowsticks
Glow spraypaint
2x Nutrient paste
Transient psychokinetic stim
2x Euphoria generator grenades
Placed charge
Jerry can of monkey pump alcohol
Shock collar.  Should've made a doggirl body, not a catgirl body.

Advanced Cleaning Apparatus (4d4 ranged attack) and 3 magazines (d6,d6,d6)
2x Smiles Rifles (d6 ranged attack) and 5 magazines (all d6)


Fragile Darkness artifact gun () (Given to Baldwin)
"Cold Comfort" - OMNITECH Generic Security Rifle (d6 ranged attack) (Five d8 magazines) (Given to Baldwin)

Money: 150

Disasters caused:
--Attacked a ghost god and maybe accidentally broke the barrier between ghosts and reality, I've never understood what happened there.
--Opened a portal to HELL during the Derp mission, between that and... other actions, directly caused the deaths of six or seven teammates?  Didn't kill Derp, which could be considered to be a disaster!
--Accidentally destroyed a hospital and army with a ghost nuke and a fifteen story tall skeleton kaiju.  Murdered or destroyed almost everyone and everything with significant details about our mission goal.  Later animated a good chunk of a dead city into a colossal mecha in order to fight a former teammate who went full evangelion.  Generally killed a lot of civilian NPCs, but the only PC kill definitely deserved it!
--Gave Derp control of the pain dimension while trying to get him tortured.  Caused the executions of almost all our supervisors.  Wasn't specifically punished, somehow.

Spoiler: Mission Achievements (click to show/hide)

Helped cripple big pain elemental.
Caught and threw back a giant bone projectile that was going to crush the team
Threw Bob jaw-first into a pain-elemental's face.  Was this particularly useful?  Nah.  Was it totally fucking awesome?  Yes.
Got killed by a giant fist along with Kora, thus teaching the team that death is not permanent in this place.
Carried himself and a couple others up to Derp's pleasure palace, aboard a reanimated bone golem named Bonem.

[9v4]
This garden is the heart of derp's power, the citadel of his will within the pain dimension. It is his stronghold and the point where his influence is strongest. However, paradoxically, it is also his most vulnerable spot.  Out there in the larger world, any island won would be pruning a single branch on a great tree or one head from a hydra. But here, to challenge him here, is to strike at the root. Wilfred throws his will against Derp's and the two invisible behemoths clash above the garden, unseen waves of mental force which throw impossible rainbow starbursts and shimmering oil spill explosions that warp the world like a magnet on a cathode ray tube. Derp's blue flame doesn't falter here, in fact it grows stronger, larger, more powerful, but out among the scattered islands the blazing blue pinprick stars that filled the red void begin to wink out. His influence on the outer world is beaten back, torn from the minds of the pain elementals in increasing numbers.

In the grounds of the garden pain elementals suddenly bound across smoldering grass towards Wilfred. Their heads are torches of blue flame, their bodies perfect alabaster clad in tunics, togas, or nothing at all. These Olympians carry enormous gilded implements of torture and death; serrated blades, thorny whips, spiked cudgels, mancatchers, impaling spikes, and flaying knives.  A few of these slayers a burst apart or violently torn by the shockwaves and explosions of the mental battle, but the rest continue towards Wilfred heedlessly, intent on tearing him to pieces.

Jump down to the sundered garden and start gathering up launchers in one place. This is gonna be good.

Spoiler: kora sheet (click to show/hide)

I dunno, dying may have changed stuff?
explosives still d12 probably

don't care about other stats

no items

[1]
You leap from the Bonem onto the now rather charred grass and a falling rocket launcher cracks you in the back of the head as you do. You sprawl face first, relatively uninjured but unconscious.

"God damn it."
Have my robot friends help me get out of the hole, then go investigate what's left of the car.

Spoiler: Is no longer dead! (click to show/hide)

Name: Burt Burt
Physical Description: An animatronic Dandy Fox with an old money southern drawl.
Background: Needed a job and got one.
Class: Advanced Combat Technician: (Gets an extra 100 Omni per mission)
Life: d6 Reactive fabric cape
Attack: d4 Personal Sidearm / d8 Close Sawn off Shotgun (d4 use die) with bayonet d4

Sight:
Smell: Nope can't do that.
Hearing: Set to text to speech
Taste: Doesn't have one.
Touch: Probably doesn't really have that ether.

Stats:
 Strength: d4
 Dexterity: d4
 Speed: d4
 Endurance: d8
 Will: d4
 Knowledge: d4
 Fate: d4

Skills:
 Melee: d4
 Guns: d10
 Explosives: d4
 Implants: d4
 Mechanics: d10
 Technology: d6
 Medical: d4
 Occult: d4
 Speech: d4

Status: No longer dead
Inventory:
 OMNITECH Red Jumpsuit
 OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 ranged attack) x5 Magazines (d4 use die)
 OMNITECH Tool kit (3 / 3)
 OMNITECH Tool kit (3 / 3)
 reactive fabric cape
 High visibility flares x4
 Cognition copier
 Mysterious remote control
 Box of protein bars
 First Aid kit (1)
 Fire extinguisher (d6 use)
 Harpoon
 OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 ranged attack)
 Sawn off Shotgun (d8 Close)(d4 use die) Box of shells (d6 use die) with Bayonet d4
 Cold Steel "Battle Ready" katana (d6 use die)
 OMNITECH Passive Personal Shield Generator (d12 life, d4 use die)
 Glow sticks (D6 use die)
 Hand held video camera. with up link to OMNITECH server.
 A gun effectively identical to the containment turrets, d8 ammo and not reloadable
 Rocket Launcher (d12+3 ranged explosive) No ammo
 Flashlight
 Laptop
 Smartphone
 A small ball that has complex etched designs on the surface and smolders with yellow flames
 Knife
 Machete
 Rifle (d8 ranged attack) would have d6 mags if I had any.
 2 Handguns (d6 ranged attack) would have d6 mag if I had any
 Three foot long section of pipe, my head fit inside of it.
 Robot lockout switch
 Ghost fox
 Mr. Frog: The big frog in suspenders, now with big brain and Handgun (d6 ranged attack) 3 d6 mags
 Miss Godiva Goose: The female goose with...a large chest...dressed in purple, furs and boa, now with big brain  and Handgun (d6 ranged attack) 3 d6 mags
 Prickly Dan: The porcupine in overalls and floppy cap, now with big brain and Handgun (d6 ranged attack) 3 d6 mags
Money:
 245 Omni
 6,000 Megabucks

Spoiler: Things I've done. (click to show/hide)

Shot a giant gimp in the dick with a rocket launcher.
Let people use the harpoon gun to climb out of the giant's mouth.
Bravely ran away when the giant hand threatened to crush us.
Stood around and did nothing useful for a bit.
Summoned a car, car crashed and I got stuck in a hole.

After you get pulled free with a resounding *THUNK* you go inspect the remains of the PTV cruiser. As you'd expect for a car dropped from a great height, it doesn't look great. It isn't as bad as if it landed on concrete but you're pretty sure cars should have 4 wheels and that the engine is supposed to be inside them.

Give up on portal shenanigans and take the long way instead. By that, I mean fly over there using jumpsuit rocket packs. Leave a portal behind so any teammates can eventually follow maybe?

Spoiler: Baldwin Reborn (click to show/hide)

Name: Robert Baldwin
Physical Description: A tall, pale, and thin man with green eyes and shoulder-length brown hair. You'd almost mistake him for a hippy if it weren't for how well-groomed he was. His hair has a shine to it that one could only get from the most expensive of shampoos and conditioner, while his complexion is flawless. No one knows where he gets his personal hygiene products from.

Also has blood wings (tucked in) and a blood halo now...

Background:  In a past life, Robert was a nature-loving hippy who abandoned his passion for cold-hard cash. Now a shameless capitalist, he thought up many money-making schemes as an occultist at OMMNI, but he encountered failure after failure before meeting his end within the SAM hivemind. Somehow he managed to make it back, but it's hard to gauge how much of his old personality is still intact.

Before even this, Robert had been a famous architect who distinguished himself with his avant garde designs. Life was good for the young upstart, until his preference for beauty over practicality caught up with him.

His biggest achievement, the Sierra Space Resort was a massive space station meant to house the wealthiest of space tourists. Modelled after a dance device from a bygone era, the station was a giant ball covered almost entirely in mirrors. It would reflect the light of a local star and spread it throughout the cosmos, broadcasting its brilliance to anyone in the solar system. This gave it the nickname the "Dazzle Star".

Though the clientele loved it, locals would get very pissed whenever the D-Star touched down in their corner of space. The reflected sunlight wreaked havoc on nearby planets, starting wildfires and even boiling oceans. Eventually enough people got mad and banded together to form a rebellion. The station was not designed to defend against such attacks and was quickly blown up, along with all the upper-classmen inside it.

Someone had to pay for that bloodshed, so Robert ended up facing the suit's wrath. As punishment he was cryogenically frozen for 200 years. Long enough to go out of style.

After serving his sentence, Baldwin applied for a job at OMNI, but the suits confused his unusual floorplans for diagrams of summoning circles. Robert was hired on the spot, but it was only during his second week of basic training did he realize that he may not have gotten the job he was looking for...

And you know the rest.

Life: 2d6 (OMNITECH Jumpsuit)
Attack: d? ranged (Fragile Darkness)
d2 fists

Stats:
Strength: d4
Dexterity: d4
Speed: d8
Endurance: d4
Will: d6
Knowledge: d6
Fate: d6

Skills:
Melee: d4
Guns: d4
Explosives: d8
Implants: d4
Mechanics: d4
Technology: d4
Medical: d4
Occult: d12
Speech: d6

Status: Pain Receptors: off

Sight: Not blindfolded
Smell: Nose plugs
Hearing: Text-to-speech earbuds
Taste: Normal
Touch: No Pain receptors, otherwise normal.

Inventory:
OMNITECH Black Jumpsuit
     The standard OMNITECH jumpsuit. Covers everything but the head, hands, and feet. Stain resistant, waterproof, breathable, light, and overall comfortable as everyday wear. Offers no protection against anything more dangerous than a spilled cup of coffee.  Has the employee’s name stenciled on the back like a sports jersey.  This one is Black and has a smaller “OCCULT” stenciled across the right side of the chest, just under the collar bone.
OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 ranged attack) x3 Magazines (d4 use die)
     One of the “Generic” brand of OMNITECH weapons which are ubiquitous in OMNITECH installations. The Generic Personal Sidearm is a handgun as drawn by a 9 year old; A gray rectangle with a gray rectangle grip and a trigger that looks more like a light switch with a trigger guard that looks like an allen wrench. It is uncomfortable, unappealing, and very clearly designed by the lowest bidder, but can effectively put .45 slugs into targets.
OMNITECH Universal Containment Pod x 5
    OMNITECH Containment pods resemble a clear tube held in between two large metal ends with long rods forming a cage and reinforcing structure around the tube.  One of the metal ends has an iris design to allow it to open and allow a sample in before clamping shut. Though the tubes look to be glass they are a multilayer reinforced acrylic that is remarkably strong and non-reactive.
OMNITECH Null-Rod
    The Null-rod is a collapsible rod made of the same non-reactive acrylic as the inner lining of the containment pods. Used by Cultists for the investigative prodding and poking of things that look dangerous.


OMNITECH Jumpsuit (2d6 life, rocket packs for jumping, flight,etc.)

OMNITECH Placed charge (Demo pack, with remote, 3d10 damage, single use)

OMNITECH EMP grenade (d20 damage, only effects electronics. Single use)

OMNITECH Cognition Copier

The Artifact Occult gun "Fragile Darkness"
An enigmatic artifact recovered from the Detroit anomaly zone. Seems powerful.

"Cold Comfort" - OMNITECH Generic Security Rifle (d6 ranged attack) (Five d8 magazines, one empty magazine)
May spell the death of me....

[NAME WITHHELD FOR COPYRIGHT REASONS]
Some sort of portal gun

Gentleman's Pipe
    This isn't a pipe. This is a text-based description of a pipe. And also a pipe.
Octarine Tobacco
   An ancient plant from 200 years ago. Used to be all the rage among people with "alternative" lifestyles, but it fell out of style once corporations began selling it legally. Turns out that once the man was in on it, nobody wanted to buy it anymore. By now it would be extinct if it weren't for the single potted plant in Baldwin's room. In the end, Baldwin was a sellout.
Idea Tube
   An old treasure from a past life. Even back then everything was done in CAD, but Baldwin always wanted to stand out. He drew his designs by hand and would store them here for safe keeping along with spare paper and writing tools. This created a tempting prize for any aspiring paparazzi, which lead to him being frequently covered in various magazines. He owes his career to those guys.

Good OMNITECH fishing rod

Some guy's wallet

Some guy's crumpled piece of paper.

A prospector's watch
It's got sensors and shit that detects anomalies. Allegedly ceases to function deeper into the zone

Military grade Electronic Binoculars.
Useful for scouting

OMNITECH Full Body Bio-prosthetic Clone

Money: 121 OMNI, 147 Megabucks.

[3]
You fly up towards the fun. It seems a long way away.

Bob and the Bats drift over to the palace and eat it.

Spoiler: Bob (click to show/hide)

Name: Bob the Biter
Physical Description: Your basic primal swamp dinosaur. With a yellow hard hat.
Background: Who knows? The Company discovered that he has a knack for fixing ... things, and he hasn't eaten anyone important enough to care about yet. Somehow, some joker from the sanitation department got him on the payroll. He was there for quite a while before the bureaucrats found out and moved him to the engineering payroll.

Life: d4
Attack: d4 (Bite)

Stats:
Strength: d10
Dexterity: d6
Speed: d4
Endurance: d4
Will: d12
Knowledge: d4
Fate: d4

Skills:
Melee: d4
Guns: d4
Explosives: d4
Implants: d10
Mechanics: d12
Technology: d4
Medical: d4
Occult: d4

Status: Bob
Inventory: 1 OMNI Toolkit (Max charges) 3/3?
100 (-10) Nutrient Paste.
(brain thing that controls zombies or something?) plucked zombie chickens (raw, headless), 5 zombie hands

Money: 950

Spoiler: Bob's Business (click to show/hide)

Swamp of flesh and pain
Look at me. I am the projectile now!
Hang nail
bats. also, Best Friggin Gator.

[8] Bob opens his mouth and eats the floating island. All of it. At once. Turns out it wasn't giant, it was actually really tiny and close to him.

Continue sticking to Yagyu's back like the barnacle boy that I am. Keep my optical camo on, as it has been up until now.

Briefly stick my had up over Yagyu's shoulder and have a look at mister friend and his immediate surroundings with my sensor suite, cycling through the various modes. Just to see if I see anything special/noteworthy that way.
Keep my negotiation enhancer on, just in case Mister Friend speaks. Might be useful to know if/when he's lying.

If I can after the previous, use the OMNI-scient Network observer and do a search for what we're seeing here. Meaning the current state of Mister Friend and specifically the sort of shield he has going on.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

[spoiler=Edward]Name: Edward Paganini Scrum[/b]
Description: Edward has the look of a grumpy boulder, an impassive craggy face with lumpy, half swollen features. Once he made deal with a dog-sized flea in the cargo hold of a helium trawler near Jupiter. That trawler never made it back to port, but Edward did. He's been itchy ever since. Sometimes he sees things in the machines he fixes, sometimes he knows things he shouldn't. He won't talk about how he got here, what he intends to do, or what the deal he made was. He is quiet, fatalistic, distant, but prone to occasionally ramble with a distant look in his eyes. He's 36, but he looks 60.

After spending a mission as the EdPC, he now has a cyborg octopus body. Matte black and stands (slithers?) at about chest height

Life: d8
Attack: d4 sidearm (d4 use die current mag)

Stats: Octobody
Strength: d6
Dexterity: d8
Speed: d6
Endurance: d8
Will: d6
Knowledge: d12
Fate: d6

Skills
Melee: d4
Guns:d10
Explosives:d4
Implants:d4
Mechanics:d12
Technology:d12
Medical:d4
Occult:d4
Speech: d4

Inventory:
OMNITECH White Jumpsuit (pushbot)
OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 ranged attack) x2 spare Magazines (d4 use die) (pushbot)
OMNITECH Override Fob (Allows activation of most vehicles)
OMNITECH Personal Computing Cube and Universal adapter
OMNITECH cognition copier
OMNITECH Microwave Gun (d6 + d12 tech skill. No use die.)


Toolbox (3 charges)
Fancy multitool: at least screwdrivers and a welding tool
3 Small camera drones that can fly and stick to walls
OMNITECH Magic 888-ball

OCTOBODY: About chest height, matte black. Has suckers on the 8 tentacles that allow sticking to surfaces, along with optical camouflage.
- OMNITECH Reactive Personal Shield generator (d8 protection but has d4 use die. Recharges between missions)
- OMNITECH Negotiation enhancer (A built in lie detector that will alert the user when someone is being untruthful around them.)
- OMNITECH Voice manipulator (Allows the user to modulate and adjust their voice manually or to copy a voice they have a sample of)
- OMNI-scient Network observer (A police scanner like device for the OMNI-scient network)
- Sensor suite: Stuff like infrared, heat, zoom, etc. Basically very fancy eyes.

60 OMNIBUX

Pushbot stats:
Skills:
Guns: d8
Melee: d8
all others: d6

stats:
Strength: d10
Dexterity: d6
Speed: d4
Endurance: d12
Will: d6
Knowledge: d6
Fate: d6

[2]

Your eyes see all sorts of interesting things. Tons of them really. A whole bunch of information is just laid out in front of you. But you understand fucking none of it. And the damn omni-net won't connect!  Son of a gun!

Try to engage the biorhythm tracker on Friendly to keep track of where he is (hopefully it being only an outline will prevent any mindcontrol, if that is even still relevant).

Then inform teammates of what's going on here over the radio.

Finally, while he is distracted, start sneaking closer. Stop before reaching the edge of where I think the invisible forcefield would be on this side and toss like a single rock or bullet through it to see if it gets stopped. Also try not to be exactly 180° away from Wil and Friendly so I don't get hit by overshooting hatebeams. 

Spoiler: Yagyu d'Aubigny (click to show/hide)

Name: Yagyu d'Aubigny
Physical Description: Auditor, guns version
Background: Yagyu hates OMNITECH. But Yagyu likes money.
Class: Hazardous Materials Reclamation Crew
Promotion: Team Captain (100 Omni Raise, Access to all team shock implants. Crushing responsibility.)

Life: 3d8 (auditor)
Attack: d12 (pulse laser) + d10 (scrap metal) (Autonomous targeting system)

Stats:
Strength: d10
Dexterity: d10
Speed: d10
Endurance: d10
Will: d10
Knowledge: d10
Fate: d10

Skills:
Melee: d4
Guns: d12
Explosives: d4
Implants: d4
Mechanics: d8
Technology: d8
Medical: d4
Occult: d4
Speech: d6


Status: Comme ci comme ça
Sight: reduced fps
Smell: no smell
Hearing: text to speech
Taste: no taste (hah!)
Touch: no touch


Inventory:
OMNITECH Isolation Suit (Protection from many environmental dangers)
Cognition copier
bodyparts, enough for full body (in cold storage)       
goop thrower (d4 attack. Does no damage. If successful, target is immobilized.)

Modified goop thrower. Does no damage: if successful, target is immobilized. OVERDRIVE: higher attack at the cost of increased use die usage. For every more powerful use, use die is rolled at disadvantage.
   Standard [not in use]: d4 attack, regular use die usage.
   OVERDRIVE [currently selected]: d8
   -current goop tank d8/d8
   -3 spare goop tanks (all d8/d8)
3 spare carbine mags
3 spare shotgun mags
box of d10 damage scrap metal for ferromagnetic accelerator (d6/d6)

Sealing Tool (D4 use die)
environmental scanner
toolkit [3/3]
2 poking sticks
3 boxes
3 mental purgants (1 to Summer)
1 camera drone (borrowed from Ed)

Lockout switch and voter [10/10], quantum linked to suit comms.
isolation suit and TTS earbuds


Money: 3539
insurance: auditor-jetpack body (paid for: penal mission cycle)

-auditor-
1. Biorhythm tracker: Allows the tracking of a single target. Their outline will appear on the user's vision from any distance, through any material. Tracking can be initiated with line of sight OR DNA sampling.
Samples: Wil, Burt, Ed, Baldwin, Summer(?)
2. Autonomous targeting system: Allows for a second weapon to be fired as a secondary attack even after firing the standard single attack. Weapon must be held in the other hand and uses suit parameters instead of user skill. Light weapons use dex, heavy use strength.
3. Ammunition Transmutation forge: Shoebox sized device that allows ammunition of one kind to be transmuted into a different kind of ammo. Not one to one, requires equal or greater monetary value of the input to get the output. Ie a 20 omni bullet would require the sacrifice of at least 20 omni worth of other ammo to make.
4. Weakness Analysis protocols: Automatically detects and displays the structural or biological weaknesses of any targeted enemy.
5. Pulse Laser: Infinite use military grade laser fired from the point of the "Beak". Deals d12 but requires d6 turns to recharge after every use. Can use it on low-power setting to cut things open without having to recharge.
6. Micromissile Pack: Built into the hunched back, fires salvos of micromissiles that deal d6xd6 damage. Has a d4 use die. Guided via laser targeting using Gun skill.
7. OMNITECH ferromagnetic accelerator: Standard version of the system but built into the hands. Pick up metal objects and fire them. Damage dependent on object.
8. Wrist Mounted Shotguns: Same damage as "PUNCH!" shotgun (2d10 close, 2d6 medium, 2d4 long). current use die: d6/d6
9. hardsuit-style jetpack (integrated into auditor body)

Tracker active

Teammates informed

[10]You slither across the garden, doing so well you actually make it all the way to the edge of the inner gardens around the temple; well inside the invisible field you saw block the conflagration before. You feel no ill effects of passing through it, nor even notice as you do.

Conjure a pile of lock-on rocket launchers and shoot down the enemy screamingbeams.

Also, enhance the Doom.

Spoiler: kora sheet (click to show/hide)

I dunno, dying may have changed stuff?
explosives still d12 probably

don't care about other stats

no items

[6]
Rocket launchers begin raining from the sky directly above you. At first glance this is perfect. After one bounces off the top of your head and more keep falling, you begin to see a problem. Even if this wasn't a rather concussive experiance, it makes aiming quite difficult. Not to mention dangerous, considering a rocket might immediately strike a falling launcher.

Quote from: heydude6 on July 06, 2022, 05:37:56 pm

fire a shot at the Blue flame and another at the fleshy red wall with the hope of creating a passage between the two.

DO NOT WALK THROUGH THE PORTAL! Let a teammate send a camera drone through first.

Try to perform the portal shenanigans again. If I succeed, my teammates should be able to follow me through

((Sorry for taking so long, you posted on Canadian Thanksgiving))

Spoiler: Baldwin Reborn (click to show/hide)

Name: Robert Baldwin
Physical Description: A tall, pale, and thin man with green eyes and shoulder-length brown hair. You'd almost mistake him for a hippy if it weren't for how well-groomed he was. His hair has a shine to it that one could only get from the most expensive of shampoos and conditioner, while his complexion is flawless. No one knows where he gets his personal hygiene products from.

Also has blood wings (tucked in) and a blood halo now...

Background: In a past life, Robert was a nature-loving hippy who abandoned his passion for cold-hard cash. Now a shameless capitalist, he thought up many money-making schemes as an occultist at OMMNI, but he encountered failure after failure before meeting his end within the SAM hivemind. Somehow he managed to make it back, but it's hard to gauge how much of his old personality is still intact.

Before even this, Robert had been a famous architect who distinguished himself with his avant garde designs. Life was good for the young upstart, until his preference for beauty over practicality caught up with him.

His biggest achievement, the Sierra Space Resort was a massive space station meant to house the wealthiest of space tourists. Modelled after a dance device from a bygone era, the station was a giant ball covered almost entirely in mirrors. It would reflect the light of a local star and spread it throughout the cosmos, broadcasting its brilliance to anyone in the solar system. This gave it the nickname the "Dazzle Star".

Though the clientele loved it, locals would get very pissed whenever the D-Star touched down in their corner of space. The reflected sunlight wreaked havoc on nearby planets, starting wildfires and even boiling oceans. Eventually enough people got mad and banded together to form a rebellion. The station was not designed to defend against such attacks and was quickly blown up, along with all the upper-classmen inside it.

Someone had to pay for that bloodshed, so Robert ended up facing the suit's wrath. As punishment he was cryogenically frozen for 200 years. Long enough to go out of style.

After serving his sentence, Baldwin applied for a job at OMNI, but the suits confused his unusual floorplans for diagrams of summoning circles. Robert was hired on the spot, but it was only during his second week of basic training did he realize that he may not have gotten the job he was looking for...

And you know the rest.

Life: 2d6 (OMNITECH Jumpsuit)
Attack: d? ranged (Fragile Darkness)
d2 fists

Stats:
Strength: d4
Dexterity: d4
Speed: d8
Endurance: d4
Will: d6
Knowledge: d6
Fate: d6

Skills:
Melee: d4
Guns: d4
Explosives: d8
Implants: d4
Mechanics: d4
Technology: d4
Medical: d4
Occult: d12
Speech: d6

Status: Pain Receptors: off

Sight: Not blindfolded
Smell: Nose plugs
Hearing: Text-to-speech earbuds
Taste: Normal
Touch: No Pain receptors, otherwise normal.

Inventory:
OMNITECH Black Jumpsuit
     The standard OMNITECH jumpsuit. Covers everything but the head, hands, and feet. Stain resistant, waterproof, breathable, light, and overall comfortable as everyday wear. Offers no protection against anything more dangerous than a spilled cup of coffee. Has the employee’s name stenciled on the back like a sports jersey. This one is Black and has a smaller “OCCULT” stenciled across the right side of the chest, just under the collar bone.
OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 ranged attack) x3 Magazines (d4 use die)
     One of the “Generic” brand of OMNITECH weapons which are ubiquitous in OMNITECH installations. The Generic Personal Sidearm is a handgun as drawn by a 9 year old; A gray rectangle with a gray rectangle grip and a trigger that looks more like a light switch with a trigger guard that looks like an allen wrench. It is uncomfortable, unappealing, and very clearly designed by the lowest bidder, but can effectively put .45 slugs into targets.
OMNITECH Universal Containment Pod x 5
    OMNITECH Containment pods resemble a clear tube held in between two large metal ends with long rods forming a cage and reinforcing structure around the tube. One of the metal ends has an iris design to allow it to open and allow a sample in before clamping shut. Though the tubes look to be glass they are a multilayer reinforced acrylic that is remarkably strong and non-reactive.
OMNITECH Null-Rod
    The Null-rod is a collapsible rod made of the same non-reactive acrylic as the inner lining of the containment pods. Used by Cultists for the investigative prodding and poking of things that look dangerous.


OMNITECH Jumpsuit (2d6 life, rocket packs for jumping, flight,etc.)

OMNITECH Placed charge (Demo pack, with remote, 3d10 damage, single use)

OMNITECH EMP grenade (d20 damage, only effects electronics. Single use)

OMNITECH Cognition Copier

The Artifact Occult gun "Fragile Darkness"
An enigmatic artifact recovered from the Detroit anomaly zone. Seems powerful.

"Cold Comfort" - OMNITECH Generic Security Rifle (d6 ranged attack) (Five d8 magazines, one empty magazine)
May spell the death of me....

[NAME WITHHELD FOR COPYRIGHT REASONS]
Some sort of portal gun

Gentleman's Pipe
    This isn't a pipe. This is a text-based description of a pipe. And also a pipe.
Octarine Tobacco
   An ancient plant from 200 years ago. Used to be all the rage among people with "alternative" lifestyles, but it fell out of style once corporations began selling it legally. Turns out that once the man was in on it, nobody wanted to buy it anymore. By now it would be extinct if it weren't for the single potted plant in Baldwin's room. In the end, Baldwin was a sellout.
Idea Tube
   An old treasure from a past life. Even back then everything was done in CAD, but Baldwin always wanted to stand out. He drew his designs by hand and would store them here for safe keeping along with spare paper and writing tools. This created a tempting prize for any aspiring paparazzi, which lead to him being frequently covered in various magazines. He owes his career to those guys.

Good OMNITECH fishing rod

Some guy's wallet

Some guy's crumpled piece of paper.

A prospector's watch
It's got sensors and shit that detects anomalies. Allegedly ceases to function deeper into the zone

Military grade Electronic Binoculars.
Useful for scouting

OMNITECH Full Body Bio-prosthetic Clone

Money: 121 OMNI, 147 Megabucks.

[2]
Maybe hand the gun to someone with better aim, deadeye.

"Maybe an elevator is to complex, probably need to try something easier."
Imagine a car into existence!

Spoiler: Is no longer dead! (click to show/hide)

Name: Burt Burt
Physical Description: An animatronic Dandy Fox with an old money southern drawl.
Background: Needed a job and got one.
Class: Advanced Combat Technician: (Gets an extra 100 Omni per mission)
Life: d6 Reactive fabric cape
Attack: d4 Personal Sidearm / d8 Close Sawn off Shotgun (d4 use die) with bayonet d4

Sight:
Smell: Nope can't do that.
Hearing: Set to text to speech
Taste: Doesn't have one.
Touch: Probably doesn't really have that ether.

Stats:
 Strength: d4
 Dexterity: d4
 Speed: d4
 Endurance: d8
 Will: d4
 Knowledge: d4
 Fate: d4

Skills:
 Melee: d4
 Guns: d10
 Explosives: d4
 Implants: d4
 Mechanics: d10
 Technology: d6
 Medical: d4
 Occult: d4
 Speech: d4

Status: No longer dead
Inventory:
 OMNITECH Red Jumpsuit
 OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 ranged attack) x5 Magazines (d4 use die)
 OMNITECH Tool kit (3 / 3)
 OMNITECH Tool kit (3 / 3)
 reactive fabric cape
 High visibility flares x4
 Cognition copier
 Mysterious remote control
 Box of protein bars
 First Aid kit (1)
 Fire extinguisher (d6 use)
 Harpoon
 OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 ranged attack)
 Sawn off Shotgun (d8 Close)(d4 use die) Box of shells (d6 use die) with Bayonet d4
 Cold Steel "Battle Ready" katana (d6 use die)
 OMNITECH Passive Personal Shield Generator (d12 life, d4 use die)
 Glow sticks (D6 use die)
 Hand held video camera. with up link to OMNITECH server.
 A gun effectively identical to the containment turrets, d8 ammo and not reloadable
 Rocket Launcher (d12+3 ranged explosive) No ammo
 Flashlight
 Laptop
 Smartphone
 A small ball that has complex etched designs on the surface and smolders with yellow flames
 Knife
 Machete
 Rifle (d8 ranged attack) would have d6 mags if I had any.
 2 Handguns (d6 ranged attack) would have d6 mag if I had any
 Three foot long section of pipe, my head fit inside of it.
 Robot lockout switch
 Ghost fox
 Mr. Frog: The big frog in suspenders, now with big brain and Handgun (d6 ranged attack) 3 d6 mags
 Miss Godiva Goose: The female goose with...a large chest...dressed in purple, furs and boa, now with big brain and Handgun (d6 ranged attack) 3 d6 mags
 Prickly Dan: The porcupine in overalls and floppy cap, now with big brain and Handgun (d6 ranged attack) 3 d6 mags
Money:
 245 Omni
 6,000 Megabucks

Spoiler: Things I've done. (click to show/hide)

Shot a giant gimp in the dick with a rocket launcher.
Let people use the harpoon gun to climb out of the giant's mouth.
Bravely ran away when the giant hand threatened to crush us.
Stood around and did nothing useful for a bit.

[1][4]
Good news: You summon a car! Bad news, its a pt Cruiser. Worse news, its 50 feet straight up and now falling towards you. You immediately dodge out of the way and scramble away like a weird lizard as the vehicle smashes into the flesh behind you. The impact sends a ripple out through the tissue and flips you several feet. You land feet first into a giant skin pore and get wedged up to your waist.

Portal!

But no, I still have wings and can fly, so this falling shouldn't be that much of an issue for me. Just hang on to the chain, spread my wings out, and focus!

Spoiler: Summer (click to show/hide)

Name: Summer
Physical Description: Batlike young woman with giant membranous wings in place of arms. Long black hair. About the size of a flying fox.
Background: Former sales pool worker who decided to throw away a promising career of forty years of utter drudgery for a much more exciting opportunity.

Life: d12 Force Field. Also stimmed
Attack: d2 unarmed, d4 generic pistol

Stats:
Strength: d4?
Dexterity: d6
Speed: d6
Endurance: d6
Will: d6
Knowledge: d4
Fate: d6

Skills:
Melee: d4
Guns: d4
Explosives: d6
Implants: d4
Mechanics: d6
Technology: d4
Medical: d6
Occult: d4
Speech: d8

Status:
Flying fox sized. May be stronger than normal.

Inventory:
OMNITECH Green Jumpsuit
OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 ranged attack) x2 Magazines (d4 use die)
OMNITECH Medical Kit (3 charges. Expend one to gain advantage on a Medical roll)
Painkillers. d6 use die.
Stimulants, 3x
OMNITECH Passive Personal Shield Generator.
Foam Grenade d12
EMP Grenade d20, electronics
Giant spike, chained, eventually, to an iron maiden which is currently in the hands of Yagyu.

Toolkit (2 charges)

VR Robot Control program. (Can control a single ordinary robot through the VR headset without tech rolls, as if it was Summer's body. Skills may only be used if robot has appropriate appendages. Can be used to control different kinds of robots, but only one at a time.)

Stowed:
Radio earbuds with text-to-speech function.
Shock collar with quantum entanglement system.
Sensory deprivation suit.

Spoiler: Sensory (click to show/hide)

Sight: Normal
Smell: Normal
Hearing: Normal
Taste: Normal
Touch: Normal

No suit.

[2] NO PORTAL
[6] FLIGHT YES. VERY YES
You rip up off that slope of flesh with the iron maiden like a fleshy rocket. In fact, you fly so fast and so quickly that by the time you open your eyes against the wind you're actually hanging above the blue flame temple. How the heck....

Assuming I saw the bloodlaser shoot past, fly to the other side of the island (while staying underneath it) and peek up to take stock and inspect the blueflame temple in more detail. Hopefully they will be too distracted by the bonem to notice me!

Do all of the frolicking painbois here have the blue flame eyes? 

Spoiler: Yagyu d'Aubigny (click to show/hide)

Name: Yagyu d'Aubigny
Physical Description: Auditor, guns version
Background: Yagyu hates OMNITECH. But Yagyu likes money.
Class: Hazardous Materials Reclamation Crew
Promotion: Team Captain (100 Omni Raise, Access to all team shock implants. Crushing responsibility.)

Life: 3d8 (auditor)
Attack: d12 (pulse laser) + d10 (scrap metal) (Autonomous targeting system)

Stats:
Strength: d10
Dexterity: d10
Speed: d10
Endurance: d10
Will: d10
Knowledge: d10
Fate: d10

Skills:
Melee: d4
Guns: d12
Explosives: d4
Implants: d4
Mechanics: d8
Technology: d8
Medical: d4
Occult: d4
Speech: d6


Status: Comme ci comme ça
Sight: reduced fps
Smell: no smell
Hearing: text to speech
Taste: no taste (hah!)
Touch: no touch


Inventory:
OMNITECH Isolation Suit (Protection from many environmental dangers)
Cognition copier
bodyparts, enough for full body (in cold storage)       
goop thrower (d4 attack. Does no damage. If successful, target is immobilized.)

Modified goop thrower. Does no damage: if successful, target is immobilized. OVERDRIVE: higher attack at the cost of increased use die usage. For every more powerful use, use die is rolled at disadvantage.
   Standard [not in use]: d4 attack, regular use die usage.
   OVERDRIVE [currently selected]: d8
   -current goop tank d8/d8
   -3 spare goop tanks (all d8/d8)
3 spare carbine mags
3 spare shotgun mags
box of d10 damage scrap metal for ferromagnetic accelerator (d6/d6)

Sealing Tool (D4 use die)
environmental scanner
toolkit [3/3]
2 poking sticks
3 boxes
3 mental purgants (1 to Summer)
1 camera drone (borrowed from Ed)

Lockout switch and voter [10/10], quantum linked to suit comms.
isolation suit and TTS earbuds


Money: 3539
insurance: auditor-jetpack body (paid for: penal mission cycle)

-auditor-
1. Biorhythm tracker: Allows the tracking of a single target. Their outline will appear on the user's vision from any distance, through any material. Tracking can be initiated with line of sight OR DNA sampling.
Samples: Wil, Burt, Ed, Baldwin, Summer(?)
2. Autonomous targeting system: Allows for a second weapon to be fired as a secondary attack even after firing the standard single attack. Weapon must be held in the other hand and uses suit parameters instead of user skill. Light weapons use dex, heavy use strength.
3. Ammunition Transmutation forge: Shoebox sized device that allows ammunition of one kind to be transmuted into a different kind of ammo. Not one to one, requires equal or greater monetary value of the input to get the output. Ie a 20 omni bullet would require the sacrifice of at least 20 omni worth of other ammo to make.
4. Weakness Analysis protocols: Automatically detects and displays the structural or biological weaknesses of any targeted enemy.
5. Pulse Laser: Infinite use military grade laser fired from the point of the "Beak". Deals d12 but requires d6 turns to recharge after every use. Can use it on low-power setting to cut things open without having to recharge.
6. Micromissile Pack: Built into the hunched back, fires salvos of micromissiles that deal d6xd6 damage. Has a d4 use die. Guided via laser targeting using Gun skill.
7. OMNITECH ferromagnetic accelerator: Standard version of the system but built into the hands. Pick up metal objects and fire them. Damage dependent on object.
8. Wrist Mounted Shotguns: Same damage as "PUNCH!" shotgun (2d10 close, 2d6 medium, 2d4 long). current use die: d6/d6
9. hardsuit-style jetpack (integrated into auditor body)

As your less subtle teammate engages in a reality bending duel of wills with the megasadist on his floating pleasure gardens in the pain dimension -still a bit hard to believe that's an accurate sentence- you scamper round to the other side and peek up over the edge.

The Temple is in the style of the Parthenon, a rectangle of huge pillars holding up a stout triangular roof.  There are no inner walls, just a wide open court that you can only glance through the thin spaces between the huge pillars. You see a marble floor, what might be a bath, more plants in giant planters, and most importantly a throne. The throne is enormous, the sort of thing a brass idol of Zeus should be seated on. Instead, a familiar man is sitting on it. He's something like 10 meters tall now, dressed in the fashion of one of those old gods with a toga and golden crown of laurels, but he is unmistakably Mr. Friend. His head is wreathed in blue fire that flows up  and onto the ceiling like water pouring into a bowl. The flames build and then pour out  between the pillars, flowing across the roof and reforming into a giant pyre at its apex.

Every elemental here, from the rather beautiful women fawning around the great throne in the temple to the butchered adonises in the garden, is blazing with that same fire. Some from just their eyes while others are little more than living torches.

"Hahahaha!  You really expect that to kill me?  Idiot!  I already died!  And soon, you will too!  And then you'll be my pet ghost!  Fuck Derp, Bonem!"

Onwards!  Nothing will stop our advance!  And try to overpower the nature of these pleasure gardens--make them more brutal, lethal, and painful.  Surround the lazy pain elementals with traps and attacks, reminding them that they should be screaming in pain while eternally impaled on perpetually exploding bone spikes!

Spoiler: Sheet (click to show/hide)

Name: Wilfred Seven
Physical Description: An exaggerated eight-foot tall linebacker-shaped machine constructed out of slabs of white metallo-ceramic armor, laid atop a barely visible metallic undercarriage.  Its legs are stumpy compared to its arms, with a bulbous body due to the double rocket jump pack embedded between its shoulders.

Inside, he is an upsettingly poorly clothed buff catgirl.  Who still sounds identical to Wil Wheaton.
Background: He was batch manufactured along with nine other Wil Wheaton clones, for use in some film that he's never heard of and was never involved with; only the three "best" clones were actually selected for use in the film, while the other seven--really, the other six, Wil Three survived less than a week--were sold to OMNITECH as cheap labor.  Somehow, OMNITECH decided to hire Seven, rather than just enslave him, although he's not really sure what the difference is.  Notably, Wilfred's flaw that disqualified him from being selected is that his mind is nothing like the famous actor, and he actually hates being compared to the man.
Class: Class 02 weapon of mass destruction. (Always starts missions with a cognition copier)
Senior Xeno-Ambassador (+150 omni per mission)
Life: 2d8 Hardsuit] 1d4?
Attack: 4d4 Acidthrower

Stats:
Str 1d6
Dex 1d8
Spd 1d8
End 1d10
Wil 1d12
Kno 1d6 1d12 Subspace Library
Fte 1d12

Skills:

Mel d4
Gun d12
Exp d4
Imp d4
Mec d4
Tec d12
Med d4
Occ d12
Spc d4

Status: Drunk!

Inventory:
OMNITECH Cognition Copier (equipped)

TTS Earplugs
OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 ranged attack) (Three d4 magazines)

Carried by Bonem, Bone Golem:
SMASHED: OMNITECH Hardsuit (2d8 life, d8 jumpjets)
---Can skim on smaller rockets
---Built in binocular view

Cat-sized woodlouse named "Rolly-Polly"
Anomaly detection watch
Hacked observation drone from Detroit
Psychometric Reconstructor (Occult tool)
Subspace Library Search Engine (Replaces know with tech)
Spiderbot
Glowsticks
Glow spraypaint
2x Nutrient paste
Transient psychokinetic stim
2x Euphoria generator grenades
Placed charge
Jerry can of monkey pump alcohol
Shock collar.  Should've made a doggirl body, not a catgirl body.

Advanced Cleaning Apparatus (4d4 ranged attack) and 3 magazines (d6,d6,d6)
2x Smiles Rifles (d6 ranged attack) and 5 magazines (all d6)


Fragile Darkness artifact gun () (Given to Baldwin)
"Cold Comfort" - OMNITECH Generic Security Rifle (d6 ranged attack) (Five d8 magazines) (Given to Baldwin)

Money: 150

Disasters caused:
--Attacked a ghost god and maybe accidentally broke the barrier between ghosts and reality, I've never understood what happened there.
--Opened a portal to HELL during the Derp mission, between that and... other actions, directly caused the deaths of six or seven teammates?  Didn't kill Derp, which could be considered to be a disaster!
--Accidentally destroyed a hospital and army with a ghost nuke and a fifteen story tall skeleton kaiju.  Murdered or destroyed almost everyone and everything with significant details about our mission goal.  Later animated a good chunk of a dead city into a colossal mecha in order to fight a former teammate who went full evangelion.  Generally killed a lot of civilian NPCs, but the only PC kill definitely deserved it!
--Gave Derp control of the pain dimension while trying to get him tortured.  Caused the executions of almost all our supervisors.  Wasn't specifically punished, somehow.

Spoiler: Mission Achievements (click to show/hide)

Helped cripple big pain elemental.
Caught and threw back a giant bone projectile that was going to crush the team
Threw Bob jaw-first into a pain-elemental's face.  Was this particularly useful?  Nah.  Was it totally fucking awesome?  Yes.
Got killed by a giant fist along with Kora, thus teaching the team that death is not permanent in this place.
Carried himself and a couple others up to Derp's pleasure palace, aboard a reanimated bone golem named Bonem.

[11]
Another shot of the screaming blood laser begins to congeal in mid air above the gardens, seemingly without a source.  Considering this most people would probably have fled or taken cover, at the very least. But Wilfred drove onward. He had been beyond the veil of death. He had commanded the specters of alien beings that had been dead for countless millennia . He had struggled through blood and self born madness beneath the earth.  He was very much insane but beneath that gibbering mass of chaos was a white hot core of unbending steel. And in this place where Will and conviction are more solid than flesh or stone his unrelenting desire was a weapon unto itself. His lips curled into a twisted snarl and he pointed one finger out towards the building laser and the temple beyond it. 

"FUCK YOU!"

His scream rolled out like the shockwave of a bomb, a rippling wall of force which scoured the gardens, tearing trees, burning grass, and splintering stone.  Several elementals are caught in that blast of concentrated loathing and burst like bloody bubbles, leaving nothing but a bloody vapor. The blood laser clots and scabs, solidifying before crumbling into a powder of gore.  But before that incendiary insult can reach the temple, it slams into something unseen and the lambent wave shatters in a spray of multi-color starbursts. The flame pouring from the temple suddenly erupts to several times its original height, the entire roof of the temple vanishing beneath the blowtorch torrent of flame.  It seems Mr. Friend is giving this his full attention now.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: Anton Barrick

Description: a generic human male.

Stats:
STR: d10
DEX: d8
END: d8
SPD: d10
KNO: d8
WIS: d6
PER: d10
CHA: d6

HP: 36/36
SP: 30/30

Carry: 4/10

Items:
Helmet (d6 armor, head only)
Therma-Ray (DEX) (d8)
Fragment of the void
Human bone prayer beads

Money:353

buy a vibrax.  afterwards, head to the void temple and learn that technique.  then follow the team. 

The Void temple is set near the edge of Vernierville, built into some complex of pipes and odd alien metal that you cannot discern the purpose of.  Arcs of strange purple black lightning crawl across the surfaces and peak of this makeshift cathedral like darting snakes. Through the curtained entrance and down the a long hall lies the central chamber. It is half dojo, half worship hall: The first floor is a wide and open square room with small ancillary rooms off to its sides.  Above it, in a conical tower ringed with catwalks turned pews, is a fragment of the void much larger than the one at the little temple near the starship docks. It glimmers with the same lightning that wreathes the building, a diamond shaped hole in reality that laves a black stain on your vision for several seconds after you look away.

The dojo, its sandy floor spattered with blackish lumps of dried blood, is sparsely populated with a handful of students wearing their black gowns. They practice movements on their own or spar with one another in quick and violent bursts that never last more than a few seconds.  Far at the other end of the room is a curtain with the consistency of hospital gauze and a brilliant metallic purple. Through the semi-opaque cloth you can see strange lights and the shaded outlines of machinery as well as what appears to be a throne and a seated figure, though the details are lost.

Without knowing what else to do you announce your intent to learn the Vacuum Cleave, displaying your fragment of the void to all around.  The students,  and the sparse worshipers up in the rafters, glance first at you and then to the curtained room. The light within that room grows brighter and those crawling electric arcs begin to dance behind and around the seated figure. The voice which booms out and shakes the curtain is tinged with an electric hum that makes the inside of your head itch.

"Come."

You hesitate a moment and then step closer to the curtain, walking slowly across the blood stained sand until you are right at the mouth of the room.  Some instinct tells you to offer the fragment of the void and you do so, holding it out to the unseen figure. A hand darts through the curtain, or rather seems to simply appear, its fingers already wrapped around your wrist. Those fingers are withered beyond what age could accomplish and the flesh is an awful blue, like a drowned corpse. But, as fragile as they may seem, they hold your hand with the same cold solidity as an iron manacle. You look at the curtain, squinting to see what has your hand but can only see a shadow wreathed in slow lighting.  Then your hand, still clenching the fragment, is wrenched upwards such that the fragment is held directly before your eyes.

You have looked into that fragment before, just as the worshipers above do. You have tried, like a mystic gazing into a crystal ball, to divine some meaning within the swirling nothing. But, if there was some meaning there, it always eluded you. Until now. From within that shard of the infinity which swallowed the Jovian moons you see something. Something which surpasses the eyes and seems to sing down your nerves like a plucked guitar string. You feel that knowledge hit your brain with palpable force and spread down through your spine. Its there now, as deep and fundamental as instinct, etched into the nerves.

You blink and realize you are free. The room behind the curtain is back to as it was before,  and the figure is seated once again. You feel as though you are a man who has laid in bed his whole life, only to now sit up and take his first steps. Muscles which are stiff with disuse- but which you have always had- are waking up.

[You have learned Vacuum Cleave: User’s next melee attack can hit targets at range. Uses SP when activated. d4 SP]

*grunts in approval of the money I have obtained*
Go look at the shops and see if they have any better armour for sale, be sure to keep tabs on where the team is heading so I can meet back up with them after shopping.

Spoiler: Who gave this guy a gun? (click to show/hide)

Name: Hobo Bob
Description: A dirty man with unkempt hair and beard.

Madness:
 Mute. You must communicate using grunts, hand gestures, and other non-verbal actions. Writing is still acceptable.

Strength: d8
Dexterity: d6
Endurance: d8
Speed: d6

Knowledge: d10
Wisdom: d6
Perception: d10
Charisma: d6

HP: 28/28
SP: 26/26

Weapons:
 Therma-Ray: (Dex) (d8)
 Thermo-Lash: (End)(1d8, leaps to another enemy for d4 and then d2)

Armour:
 Helmet: (d6 armor, protects only the head)
 Industrial Tunic: (d6 Armor, protects Torso and Abdomen)

Items: 6/8
 Oxygen Tank
 Arclamp
 Therma-Ray: (Dex) (d8)
 Helmet: (d6 armor, protects only the head)
 Industrial Tunic: (d6 Armor, protects Torso and Abdomen)
 Thermo-Lash: (End)(1d8, leaps to another enemy for d4 and then d2)

Money: 2764

The shops in vernierville have a wide variety of goods but there's somewhat of an upper limit of their craft. The stragglers and vagabonds who have made it here are not exactly high end gun runners or intergalactic military surplus dealers. Their goods are the result of scavenging and low level trading, and reflect those limitations.  The better armors you can find are often modified versions of the lower grade ones. Industrial tunics with added plates of armor or helmets with arc cutter's masks connected.  In terms of greater protection, however, it seems like armoring your extremities might be the biggest enhancement you can manage. After some searching you settle on a knockoff of a guild battle harness: Its a kind of jumpsuit or coverall, the legitimate versions of which the guildsmen wear under their exoskeleton armor, as a last line of defense. Its d6 across the entire body and could, with the addition of plates, provide d8 to the chest.

"Let's rent out a barracks when we're done here"
Jim will see about requirements to publish a survival booklet with the information he has, if the requirements are "No" he'll just sell it. Also chip in to buy sleeping quarters

Spoiler: Jim (click to show/hide)

stat points: 0
Name: Jim
Appearance: a young and wiry looking man
Strength: d8
Dexterity: d10
Endurance: d6
Speed: d10
Knowledge: d10
Wisdom: d4
Perception: d6
Charisma: d4

HP: 26/32
SP: 22/22

Armor:
Dented Helmet (d6 Head)
Tunic (d6 abdomen and torso)

Weapons:
Therma-ray (Dex)(d8)
Items:8?/8
Fragment of the void
Therma-ray
Dented Helmet
Arc-Lamp (turned on)
Log Book
Specimen Container (contains mech. Gizmo)
Filament Gun (loaded with filament container)
Websilk Tunic (logo of favorite sportsball team)
Money: 90

Spoiler: Idiot's guide to the Enigma (click to show/hide)

-big mean swamp gribbly in the toxic sludge
-Central island can only seem to support simple fungi
-some squid-things ambush people near the shore of the island
--included is a rudimentary description of the creatures behavior and physiology, along with a rough sketch. Size estimates put the beast at 30ft long, including the tentacles
-Giant striders wall through the muck.
The Journey East:
-small islands overrun with fungal growths seeming to eat away at the scrap "bedrock", various tiny flora and fauna dot these Islands; mollusks, crabs, mites, and stranger things flourish on these islands.
-As you get further away from the hole, the temperature decreases, the Eastern isle has frozen sludge on it's shores.
-The Eastern Isle appears to be populated by robots based on bioforms.
--attached is a little sketch of the Elkbot
Strange Tidings and a Castle:
-Strange, bullet-shaped robots(?) inhabit a castle on an island in the muck.
--The Bulletmen are living cannon shells created to both maintain the Enigma's cannons and be fired from them. With the crash of the ship and presumed death of their creators, the Bulletmen have spent their time holding a festival to honor their "glorious dead"
--They have little understanding of what we would consider society, but they seem to have something of a hierarchy based on caliber, with their leader being known by the title "Bullet King."
---Included is a sketch of the various calibers of bulletmen Jim has seen so far

The man at the counter is not a publisher; he is a clerk to the largest information broker in the known galaxy.  However, he does offer you a bit of advise.
1. Selling your notes would result in the loss of your notes and a use claim on the exact wording there in. But the knowledge you gained is still yours and can be rewritten or reused as you wish.
2.  A survival guide would be a good idea but your information covers only a fraction of a fraction of the ship. It would be more of a pamphlet at the moment.  He recommends you explore at least the entire upper level and expand your info before trying to publish anything.
3. In terms of requirements, if its a digital document then zero aside from type setting and such. For a physical print you'll need to find someone to do it for you. He says there's already a printer in town though, so that wouldn't be an issue.

You chip into the sleeping quarters arrangement. With...uh...whoever.

Give the snakes a friendly wave, and try to remember their language well enough to say hi.  Ask if they'd be willing to trade.

Also, count how many have firearms or other ranged weapons.  And stay close to the filament line, in case we need to retreat.

Spoiler: Kander (click to show/hide)

Name: Kander Jattle

Appearance: A heavily built middle aged man with a gentle look in his eyes, that contrasts with a silver scar on the right side of his face which runs from his temple to his chin.  He's a veteran of a relatively minor uprising on a border planet, during which time he worked as a low level field officer.  He retired most of a decade ago after a severe head injury, and has been living comfortably and quietly off of his earnings from service.  He's enjoyed his quiet life, and isn't eager to go on dangerous adventures... but he was more or less begged to go on this expedition by his adoptive daughter, who was a child soldier he rescued during his military service.

Stats:
Str: d8
Dex: d4
End: d4
Spd: d4

Kno: d8
Wis: d4
Per: d10
Cha: d12

HP: 20/20
SP: 32/32

Armor: Head (d6)

Items: 8/8
War Drum (1d8 str, +1d12 Cha Buff)
Autoharness
Liquidoplas Bomb
Filament Gun
Oxygen Mask & Tank
Helmet (d6 armor, protects Head)

Small Autocage
---Carries 3.9 Filament Cartridges, 1 arclamp, 5 bait, 1 stimulant, 1 biogel, 1 logbook, 1 Liquidoplas Bomb

Money: 320

Look, no talking.

Spoiler: Xeriay (click to show/hide)

Name: Xeriay Jattle

Appearance: A short and thin teenage girl, with hair bleached grey by the light of a harsh sun. The backs and palms of her hands are tattooed with eyes, and her arms with blades. Doesn't like to talk and jumps at unexpected sounds. She was recruited by a paramilitary cult from a young age and honed her skill with a blade until she was rescued by her adoptive father.

Strength: d8
Dexterity: d8
Endurance: d6
Speed: d10

Knowledge: d8
Wisdom: d8
Perception: d10
Charisma: d4

HP: 32/32
SP: 30/30
Armor: d4 all + Advantage, Sealed Environment

Inventory 8/8
Mono-razor: (Spd) (Spd Roll, breaks on 1)
Death Ray: (Dex) (Xd10)
Biogel: (Recover d10 HP)
Autoharness: (Allows automatic movement via filament.)
Arclamp: (Provides bright omnidirectional light.)
Flak Mantle: (While worn, armor rolls are done at advantage.)
Storebrand 'Guild' Helmet: (1d4 head armor. Creates a sealed environment that is protected from many environmental threats.)
Apprentice Suit: (1d4 armor, all but head)

Large Autocage: (Cha) (Can hold a creature up to Elephant size. Or carry a ton of items, presumably!)

Credits: 50

You approach the snake men, gesturing in a way you hope is friendly to them. Their reptilian countenances  betray no hint of their thoughts are emotion and you're left trying to decode the meaning of flicking tails and coiling loops.  As you approach you make a mental tally of their weaponry.  There are a dozen or so snakemen, each carries at least a half dozen weapons.  Of those, roughly half seem to be ranged weapons, though some are of a make you can't distinguish. Hmmm roughly 36 ranged weapons, plus or minus 5 maybe. You click your tongue thoughtfully: to say they have the advantage of numbers would be an understatement on several levels. You stop 20 or so paces from the guards and think of how best to announce yourself in what broken serpent tongue you know.  To your surprise the serpent closest to you speaks first; his words are contorted by alien jaws but they are clearly intelligible as your own language.

"Why comest thee to our ophidian kingdom, outland walker of the stars? Dost thou wish plunder and violence or civil discourse? If your intents be malignant then get thee hence on pain of death; but if good your desires be then speak them."

You're completely taken aback by this archaic speech. The words are proto-galactic, something from before mankind made its desperate flight from the solar system, and now generally consigned to ancient literature and those who idolize those primitive times. The snake would have no way of knowing that kind of speech on his own; no ancient astronaut could have made it here to infect the planet with his language centuries ago. Any who even tried would still be hurtling through space on sublight engines even now.

You recover and assure them as best you can - considering you're not exactly a proto-galactic expert either - that you mean no harm and are simply here to trade.  The snake man rocks his head side to side in what seems to be a contemplative gesture and then "Bids thee to wait here"  before returning to his group. They speak in quick bursts of hisses and almost frog-like guttural noises.  After a few moments the guard looks back towards you and asks, in the same laborious and overwrought fashion, what you have to trade.

Quote from: piecewise on July 07, 2022, 09:29:59 am

You teleport back to the cave and go check the plaque. The plaque does have something on it...but its not words. It is an engraved image of a hydra; a multi-headed, long necked reptilian creature. Its heads are all fighting, biting each other and the body. One head has been torn free and his held in the teeth of one of the others, but a replacement is already growing from the stump. At its feet, a line of humans in heroic gear are climbing over the hydra's giant talons, moving past it and towards a horde of treasure on the left as the hydra attacks itself.

“Ho! Ho! Ho!  Now this is interesting!”, Hugh laughs puzzledly, as he uses his needle to tell the others about what’s on the plaque.  “I’m going to view it through my needle in case anyone else wants to see it.  After that, do you think I should just teleport back to the group?  Or should I do something else?”, he asks.

Quote from: Ozarck on July 07, 2022, 10:56:08 pm

"Multiheaded hydra? infighting? treasure sought by sneaking past the infighting? That sounds like what we are facing now, metaphorically. I guess inciting these ants to war among themselves is the proper path after all. Treasure to the left? I wonder if that signifies anything, or if it's just placement on the plaque. Debby, feel free to stir the pot. Maybe we'd be willing to 'help' after all, since the order now seems to come from our chain of command.

Hugh, it seems that our command is suggesting we act here, so feel free to come back to the group."

“Ho! Ho! Ho!  I was just thinking,  do you suppose that the hydra could be the ants, the head that got bitten off could be that Patriarch ant, the head that bit it off could be the leader of the rival ants, and the new head growing to take it’s place could be the war minister?  What do you think?  Do you think, maybe, we should tell the war minister about what was on the plaque?”, Hugh asks as he teleports to Genesis, making sure to relink afterwards.

Spoiler: Current stomach contents (click to show/hide)

Part of a rock wall.
Darkness.
Plates and silverware
The distance between the conduit and the village.
An extremely tiny part of the distance between the inn and the creature.
Several (possibly wrong) answers to the question of where the creatures are.
(Possibly) several pieces of Hugh’s chipped teeth.
Two gourd creatures (with magic from an unknown source.).
A mile of air.
An (un)Holy Noise
The distance between some building and the edge of the crater
A small amount of darkness.

Spoiler: Hugh (click to show/hide)

Name: Hugh.
Description:  A large, fat, bald human male who, despite being seemingly obese, is immensely  strong.  He towers over others, with the tallest of the other (current) humonculi only coming up to the center of his abdomen.  He has a hearty laugh that makes his belly shake like a bowl full of jelly, and is very kind and jovial
Nature: Glutton.
Status:  Ho! Ho! Ho!  Now, this is puzzling…
HP: 9
Inventory: Robe, gloves, and needle (in the form of a large wok),  various foodstuffs, dishes, silverware, and cooking and serving supplies.
Fate Points: 3

Spoiler: Needle Links (click to show/hide)

Red - Aaron
Orange -
Yellow - Genesis
Green - Greed
Blue - Youare
Indigo - Grey
Violet -

You perform all these actions without the need of a roll.

"First off, well remembered Hugh. It had slipped my mind for the moment that we could hide ourselves with our robes. Second off, it doesn't really matter which ant faction wins to us. The hydra sounds like a metaphor for the ant kind in general. We just have to get them distracted killing each other for a while, while the artisan works. Perhaps we should help Lud plan a way to attack his rival so as to seem to win, but be forced to fight for an extended period."

Aaron attempts to know in what way the rival clan of ants is weakest.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: Aaron Blackstar
Description: A thin, tall man with pale skin, long ink-black hair, and a carefully trimmed goatee. His eyes look like finely faceted balls of smoky quartz.
Nature: Cognizant
Status: Frustrated by formicid warmongers.
HP: 10
Inventory: Robe, needle, and gloves. Bloodthirsty serrated fighting knife. Needle charged by stabbing black magic plant monsters.
Sleeve contents:
1.A ripe avocado
2. A watercress sandwich
3. Flan
4. Calamari
5. Raspberry Lemon Meringue Pie
6. Baked potato soup
7. Oysters Rockefeller
8. Sticky Toffee Pudding
9. Chicken fried steak
10. Cinnamon Bread
FP: 0
Links: Red:Hugh, Yellow:Youare, Green:Grey, Orange:Genesis, Blue: Aa, Indigo:Tess, Violet:Debby

[?]
Hmmmm...economically, probably. You don't see a very diversified set of exports coming from them. It would likely be easy to undermine their  stability by reducing the value of their primary products.

"Sounds like it's time to enact the plan."
Lets go talk to that high ranking military ant and tell it that Aaron had a vision and saw the enemy ants were preparing to attack this group of ants. Use a fate point on this.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: Debby
Description: Looks like a regular human woman but with the head of a deer.
Nature: All-Tounges
Status: Normal
HP: 10
Inventory:
 purple robe
 white gloves
 big ass needle (strange black magic)
 Sword
 Elizabeth Audrey Foxington, the living fox doll, now with parka: Is currently back at base
 Rope
 Rifleaxe
 10' rope
 Spork with sharp serrated edges on the spoon part
 Some bandages
 Sewing needle
 Chest piece it doesn't fit well
 Helmet doesn't fit well
 15' cloths line
 A kitchen knife
 Some thread
 Some Rags
 Some canned goods
 Can opener
Fate Points: 3

Spoiler: Needle Links (click to show/hide)

Orange   Grey
Blue       Genesis
Violet     Aaron

[4, 4]
The military ant seems at once both skeptical and outright elated. He wants this to be happening. He NEEDS this to be happening. Only his paranoia about outsiders is preventing him from fully believing you. He wants proof, he wants something concrete, not just your words or dreams.  You can tell it doesn't need to be much: he's teetering on the edge as it is.

My games are going on Hiatus for the moment because of board exams. I'll see you in september.