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”Look friend, now I am having gun! Now I just need to be finding boolet and then we can be helping ze others.”

Rummage around for more weapons, or bullets. Ignore everybody else in this search.

”I am having ze looking around and ze rummaging, to be finding ze useful items. How am I going to be helping my comrades if I do not have weapon? Look at body, it is not of the greatest of ze physical conditions. I am but mere candy store owner. I am sure comrades can be taking care of their selves.”

Look about for anything that might constitute as a weapon. A broken bottle, a board with a nail in it, anything.

A grubby white box with two doors facing each other. The ceiling is too low for comfort, the room too brightly lit by blinding fluorescent lights. Damp creeps out of one corner and the plaster has erupted with flaking blisters, speckled with black mould. Someone had tried to scrub a long bloodstain from one wall, but hadn’t tried nearly hard enough.

In the center of this room sits an old man, his finely pressed suit somewhat clashing with his unkempt, grizzled demeanor. Perched upon a metal stool, behind a steel table, he peers down at a messy assortment of papers, files, and documents. He grumbles to himself, occasionally running his wrinkled hands through his patchy, unkempt white hair.

The deafening silence permeating the room is suddenly broken, as a speaker on the far wall crackles to life. ”Colonel? The contacts are here. Sending them down to you now.” As the sound dies away again, the old man slumps back. Haphazardly, the papers get sorted into messy piles as the sounds of five pairs of footsteps grow louder and louder. When the door finally opens, there is only one thing left on the center of the table: a large manilla envelope embossed with two words: DELTA GREEN.

”Sirs. Madam. Do please come in. Time is of the essence.”

”I am not trusting voice in head. Just because voice says zit is god does not mean it is. I am requiring zen additional proof before I am not thinking this is the latent schizophrenia.”

Rummage about. Where are we?

But I just did something >_>. Woh is me.

Ah. Alright, scratch that. I'll whip something up if everyone else wants me to.

oh jeez, the start is very open-ended.  It's honestly a bit too much freedom, considering how little I know about the universe and what the campaign is going to be.

It's really just for framing, and won't have a huge impact on the game itself. It's sort of a "what does your character do in their free time" sort of thing. Again, it's because I really, really suck at writing openings for these games. Don't worry about it, is what I'm trying to say here.

((Oh look, the Yellow Sign. At least, I think it's the Yellow Sign. Probably.))

"I am also having ze strange coins and talisman."

Carefully study the Odd Symbol and coins.