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[FallacyofUrist]

Turn One: We Are Playing an RTD, Remember?
((Note: I might use abbr tags to compress information about SCPs you have.))

((Dustan Hache))

Spoiler: "The Agency of Regular Regularity" (click to show/hide)

"Have the scientists double check it's not somehow abnormal. If it is, we keep it. If it's not, we sell it. Also, which one of you found it?"
"Er... that would be me, sir." One of your Agents indicates himself, seeming somewhat shy.

At your orders, your two researchers scramble to analyze the C4 crate. (1) Then there's a rather loud bang. You, your Agents, and your Grunts were far enough away from the crate that no harm came to them, but as for your Researchers... (6) (1)

((These rolls.))

One of the two Researchers staggers out of the room. "Agh... my ears."

"What happened?" You are quite anxious to discover what happened.

"Agh... agh... ow... okay... the other guy found some strange detection mechanism on the crate. He promptly examined it in detail. Naturally, that included touching it. Apparently... agh... the crate was booby trapped. Thankfully... I was able to use the other... Researcher... as a shield."

True to his word, it seems, according to one of your Agents, that the other Researcher is now dead. On the plus side, the one you have left is nearly uninjured aside from being dazed and rather dizzy, perhaps in shock.
(6) Your bunker seems to have weathered the blast very well, however. Thankfully.

Status:
0$

Personalle:
Dustan Hache(healthy)
4 Agents(healthy)
1 Researchers(dazed, dizzy, in shock)

Buildings:
Crummy Bunker

Items:
None

SCPs:
None

Information:
None

((Toaster))

Spoiler: Bulwark (click to show/hide)

"Well, I have a cookie and a hungry man. I think the solution is obvious."

A few orders to your other minions later, you, an Agent, and a Researcher, enter the room where Steve Jobs was previously tied up. When you reveal the plate with the cookie on it to Jobs, he grabs it and devours the thing with absurd speed. Your Researcher nods, then speaks, "I think he might need some more food."

Food Acquisition(5)... you order off your Agent to acquire some food. An hour later(punctuated by Steve's cries of hunger) the Agents returns, bringing a variety of vegetarian foods. "I read in a book that Steve Jobs was a vegetarian." Your Researcher confirms this fact, and soon Steve Jobs is well fed. It's going to be a while before he's not malnourished, but he's certainly well enough to answer questions.

Courtesy of your Researcher, an interview follows. (5) At the end of the interview, your Researcher has acquired all the information Steve Jobs has to give about his circumstances.

"Apparently Mr. Jobs was abducted by a criminal organization of some sort. Instead of paying the ransom... Mr. Jobs didn't know why his family didn't pay the ransom, but in any case, they didn't, and instead faked his death by cancer. For the last few years, the organization has been trying to get a negotiation with Jobs' family, but continued to fail. It's very strange. Only a few weeks ago did the organization leave here, leaving Jobs with a very small supply of food and water. We're very lucky that he lived."

(1) (5) The Agent and Grunts you sent to explore the area return. And two of the Grunts are beyond drunk. "... what happened?" The Agent responds, "These boys decided it would be a good idea to learn more about the nearby town by getting drunk at the bar. I managed to get ahold of all but two of them and keep them under control." This is not really to your liking, but it could have been worse.

(2) Your other two Agents and other 10 Grunts return. They had no luck while searching for SCPs, unfortunately.

Status:
500$

Personalle:
Dr. Lucius Heisen(healthy)
1 Researcher(healthy)
4 Agents(healthy)
18 Grunts(healthy)
2 Grunts(hungover)
Steve Jobs?(malnourished)

Buildings:
Crummy Bunker

Items:
None

SCPs:
None

Information:
None

((Peradon))

Spoiler: Agency X (click to show/hide)

Your 5 Grunts mill about, doing nothing at all, really.

But their lack of productivity is compensated for by great degrees by your other minions. By very great degrees, really.

Your other 5 Grunts and your 2 Agents go off to follow the lead provided by the old book. (1+2=3, but 1 is what is acted upon(see SCP search roll rules in OP)) (resist: 4) Your 2 Agents and 2 Grunts return. Wait. What? "Sir! We have... an encounter to report. We located a rather strange painting. It was... beyond beautiful, the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. But the other Grunts and my fellow Agent restrained me. I did not understand why until I stopped looking at the painting. It seems to have a hypnotic effect of some sort. As a result, 3 of your Grunts are now, unfortunately, in comas back at that art warehouse. All attempts to bring their bodies with us would result in us continuing to view the painting." Hmm.... (Knowledge of SCP-1 gained, SCP-1 is a strange painting that appears incredibly beautiful to whoever gazes upon it, and can put people into comas)
((if you had gotten a 3, 4, 5, or 6(without a lead of +2, only 5), you would have gained the knowledge without any casualties))

On that note, you send your Researchers to study the book further to learn more about this object. (2) Try as they might, they have learned nothing new for you. The book is tapped out for all of its non-monetary worth now.

Status:
0$

Personalle:
Dr. Milfrid Man(healthy)
2 Researchers(healthy)
2 Agents(healthy)
7 Grunts(healthy)

Buildings:
Crummy Bunker

Items:
An Old Book(read for all its worth(aside from cash value))

SCPs:
None

Information:
SCP-1

((Paphi))

Spoiler: SADCom (click to show/hide)

You order 5 Grunts and 1 Agent into your rented apartment in Galveston. After you get peace with the natives, of course.

Peace! Peace and love! (2) You send out 5 Grunts and 1 Researcher to make peace with the natives. It turns out they don't speak the native language. What a pain. Thankfully, no aggression has yet been provoked.

You decide to attempt to send your 5 Grunts and 1 Agent to Galveston in spite of the natives. (1) They get caught. Big time. And the natives take it badly. Combat. (Natives: 4 vs. Minions: 4) No deaths have happened. Yet. Your minions return to your bunker in fear of the natives.

This is going to be such a pain.

Status:
1750$(correct me if I'm wrong)

Personalle:
William Randolph Gills(healthy)
10 Grunts(healthy)
2 Agents(healthy)
1 Researcher(healthy)

Buildings:
Crummy Bunker
Apartment(in Texas)(renting, costs 750 per month, first payment required at turn 8.)

Items:
None

SCPs:
None

Information:
None

((Zormod))

Spoiler: Kranlov Science Program (click to show/hide)

You promptly station 2 Grunts to observe the sick agent. (1) When you next see the sick agent, the Grunts are nowhere to be found. Oh idiots. (6) Thankfully the Agent is unharmed, and apparently completely cured of his sickness now.

You send off 6 Grunts to scout out the bunker and its surroundings, and hopefully make some maps. (5) The Grunts return, unharmed, with a set of maps of the surrounding area. (+1 to navigation rolls nearby your bunker) "Very good, gentlemen."

With this as an aid, you send out your remaining minions on several different missions. You send 2 Grunts to Lensk to purchase some cheap furniture... (5+1=6) (5) And they succeed incredibly. In fact, they managed to get enough furniture to furnish the bunker- absolutely free. And the furniture isn't even ragged or whatnot! (gain cheap furniture for bunker, of a variety of types(tables, chairs, beds, chests, wardrobes... whatever you want it to be))

(1+1=2) Your dispatched 3 agents, however... fail. They barely managed to get out of the bunker before they returned, complaining about the cold. "Vat are you doing, gentlemen! I said station yourselves in the nearby towns! Not here!"
"It vas cold! Very cold!"

(5) The pills have been identified. (4) As it turns out, they're somewhat expensive psychological medicines meant to treat people with schizophrenia.

Status:
1500$

Personalle:
Nikolai Kranlov(healthy)
10 Grunts(healthy)
4 Agents(healthy)
1 Researcher(healthy)

Buildings:
Crummy Bunker

Items:
Schizophrenia Treatment Pills(contained within several nice boxes)
Maps of the Surrounding Area(+1 to navigate in the surrounding area)
A Wide Variety of Cheap But Durable Furniture(whatever you want)

SCPs:
None

Information:
Knowledge of the nearby area(from maps)

((SaberToothTiger))

Spoiler: R.AN.CO.R (click to show/hide)

"Mm. Bad. Will do something. You. Grunts. Repair and clean. Agents. Look for anomalies. Researcher. Check public archives. Dismissed."

Your Grunts hop right to it! (6) Although they couldn't do much(you've only got 10 Grunts for a rather large job that honestly needs power excavators and things), your Grunts have made surprising progress removing the sand from the collapsed room and strengthening it to make sure that doesn't happen again. And the bunker floors are looking clean too.

Your Agents get to work also. Wonderful. (1) (5) Your two Agents return to the bunker, coughing and choking. "I bloody nearly drowned!" "Drowned?" "There was this thing- this many-sided object- then the air was water!" The other Agent commented, "We found it in a strange buried temple thing. I imagine it's flooded now." "..." (Gain knowledge of SCP-1, strange object that turns air into water)

You send your Researcher to look through some public archives. For what? SCPs? (3(subject matter)) (1(result)) Your Researcher returns. Then he faints, mumbling something "TvTropes" under his breath.
What.

Status:
2500$

Personalle:
Rinush Vercuni(healthy)
10 Grunts(healthy)
2 Agents(healthy)
1 Researcher(unconscious)

Buildings:
Crummy Bunker(floor swept)

Items:
None

SCPs:
None

Information:
SCP-1

[Dustan Hache]

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

"Curse the luck... anyone know what he wanted done with his body? If not, I'm going to burry the poor sod."
"Agents, I need you to start locating any anomalous objects in the nearby area. I want A pair of agents here in the east coast searching, and I want a second pair to stay on guard in case something goes more wrong than it has."
Dustan would phone in about funding, since obviously he was going to need some grunts if he was going to get anywhere with one researcher already down.

[Peradon]

Spoiler: Agency X (click to show/hide)

Send one of my grunts out to sell the book to a local bookshop. Then make some makeshift blindfolds and buy a black blanket large enough to cover the painting. Order one of the agents to go back to the warehouse, and using the blindfolds, throw a blanket over the painting. Then have one of the grunts open his eyes to see if the blanket has covered it, then secure the painting and the comatose grunts. If they get back to the bunker with the painting, have the researchers to research on it, using some hobo's off the street as expendables if need be. Have the other agent go find some leads on other SCPs. Have the other grunts go with the second agent.

[crazyabe]

PTW

[Paphi]

Spoiler: SADCom (click to show/hide)

Very well then.

I will personally deliver gifts, including food and trinkets, escorted by my staff. The researcher will take careful notes should we be succussful. The agents will stand back with rifles while my grunts escort me with concealed handguns. I'll carry a handgun as well in case things get hairy.

[Toaster]

Sigh.  One week in and I have to yell at stupid grunts.

Spoiler: Bulwark Action (click to show/hide)

Researcher and I work with "Steve" to learn more about this criminal org.  Why did they leave?  Where did they go?
2 hungover grunts are guard duty.

1 agent and 9 grunts go SCP hunting.
1 agent and 9 grunts go town scouting, dammit.  Anyone drinking will spend the next week cleaning the base.

[SaberToothTiger]

Goddamn Tv Tropes. I hate them, I love them.

Spoiler: R.An.Co.R (click to show/hide)

The researcher will think of a safe containment facility, and the grunts will prepare said facility to house the SCP. The agents will try and learn more about the SCP.

[Zormod]

So far, my agents seem pretty incompetent. On turn 0, one ran around screaming that space and time were collapsing. They weren't, by the way.

Spoiler: Kranlov Science Program (click to show/hide)

Use 8 grunts to furnish the base. Ask the 2 grunts that retrieved the furniture to go get some warm clothes. The 4 agents will station themselves in nearby towns. The researcher does vague research or whatever (s)he thinks of doing, provided it isn't a bad idea.

[Peradon]

Hey, at least you dont have 3 grunts unconscious already.

[FallacyofUrist]

Turn Two: All For Science, My Friends

((Dustan Hache))

Spoiler: "The Agency of Relative Regularity" (click to show/hide)

Some time passes.
"Curse the luck... anyone know what he wanted done with his body? If not, I'm going to bury the poor sod."

The remaining researcher grunts. "Body? What body? The only thing left in that room is... ash. There's no body to bury."

You sigh... so much for that. But your plans must still go forwards. They must!

"Agents, I need you to start locating any anomalous objects in the nearby area. I want a pair of agents here in the east coast searching, and I want a second pair to stay on guard in case something goes more wrong than it has." Your orders received, your minions scurry to work. Meanwhile, you have some work of your own to do.

You call a wealthy contact of yours, hoping to get a loan or something... (4) "Oh Dustan. What are you up to this time? One of those smaller ventures you've done? Perhaps you might actually succeed this time. I don't think a 10000$ loan would be too risky, considering my wealth..."

An hour later, you've finalized the loan, 10000$ at 10% interest per year. Not too bad considering your current needs. You might even be lucky enough to pay it off before it triggered interest...

((gain 10000$ and 10000$ of debt, the debt grows 10% at the end of each year(one turn is a week, a month is approximately 4 weeks, thus 12x4=48... at turn 48 the loan will grow for the first time. You may or may not be dead by then.))

(5) Your agents return, alive and unharmed. One of them details what they found: "I'm beginning to wonder who makes some of these 'anomalies'... we found a playground. A playground that entraps any children who use it within it, by means of 'bouncers', constructions that are typically used by children to ride on, bouncing back and forth... but of course you know that. Anyway... the rides that would normally just be toys instead become animate and move around the playground, using force to prevent exit. To my knowledge, the kids in that playground are still there." Interesting. (Gain knowledge of SCP-1, entrapment playground)

Your other two Agents stay on guard. (no roll needed). You feel comforted by their presence.

Status:
10000$

Personalle:
Dustan Hache(healthy)
4 Agents(healthy)
1 Researchers(healthy)

Buildings:
Crummy Bunker

Items:
None

SCPs:
None

Information:
SCP-1
10000$ of debt(grows by 10% at the end of each year, first year end at turn 48)

((Peradon))

Spoiler: Agency X (click to show/hide)

You issue a wide variety of orders to your minions to get stuff done. One grunt is dispatched to sell the old book.

(4) The grunt managed to get a decent sum for the book. (gain 400$)

You send 1 Agent and your 7 remaining Grunts on a mission to acquire the painting. The Agent takes 20$ for the blindfolds and blanket. (lose 20$)

Operation Acquire Painting is a go. (6) Your Agent and 3 Grunts, all dispatched, return, successfully. The Grunts lug the three comatose Grunts, and the painting, covered in a black blanket, into the bunker, taking several trips. The dispatched Agent is looking awfully happy about this- he's even smiling. "Wait a minute. What are those?" One of your Researchers points at several other paintings, not covered, also brought in by the Grunts. Your Agent responds, "I thought I might as well get us some extra art to sell for income." At this, you get a bit crass. "The art warehouse stores private property. You're now guilty of theft..." Whether you punish or reward the Agent for his initiative is something you have not yet decided. (Gain SCP-1, gain 3 Paintings)

You dispatch your other Agent and the other 4 Grunts to search for more SCPs. (4) When they return, they bring some notes on what they've been pursuing, notes that look rather valid to your eyes. (gain a +2 lead on an SCP)

After your anomaly acquiring activities, you order your Researchers to research the anomalous painting. (2) A minute later, instead of studying, one of your Researchers is being dragged out of the room where SCP-1 is being kept. "Let go of me! It's so incredible! Like nothing I've ever seen! Like nothing I've ever seen before in my life!" Apparently he actually looked at the painting with his own eyes. The Researcher does seem to be calming, though. Thankfully your other Researcher had the good sense not to look at the painting.

Status:
380$

Personalle:
Dr. Milfrid Man(healthy)
1 Researcher(healthy)
1 Researcher(somewhat crazed by a short exposure to SCP-1)
2 Agents(healthy)
7 Grunts(healthy)
3 Grunts(catatonic)

Buildings:
Crummy Bunker

Items:
None

SCPs:
SCP-1

Information:
SCP-1

((Paphi))

Spoiler: SADCom (click to show/hide)

It's time to start a diplomatic mission. (weaponry: 6) Your Agents reveal that they carry much more weaponry than the standard(a single handgun) and distribute some handguns to your Grunts. They themselves use 2 rifles. Most Agents don't carry that much weaponry(by default, Agents start out with a pistol and some body armor). Lucky you.

Mission impossible: begin. (3) A wide variety of shaving razors, expended bullet shells, and a few pairs of sunglasses, along with some MREs(the natives don't understand these) are distributed to the natives. At least they're not trying to kill you now, but that might not last... (natives will not attack this turn)

Notes(2) "Yes! I see now! The natives will only respond to our leader eating one of their hearts in a horribly gruesome fashion!" "... no."


Status:
1750$(correct me if I'm wrong)

Personalle:
William Randolph Gills(healthy)
10 Grunts(healthy)
2 Agents(healthy, heavily armed)
1 Researcher(healthy)

Buildings:
Crummy Bunker
Apartment(in Texas)(renting, costs 750 per month, first payment required at turn 8.)

Items:
None

SCPs:
None

Information:
None

((Toaster))

Spoiler: Bulwark (click to show/hide)

It's time for more interviewing of the now less malnourished Steve Jobs. (1) "Can you describe this criminal agency to us? And when did they leave here, leaving you behind?" Steve is silent. Then he breaks down, crying. You're not going to be able to interview him until you get him some psychological treatment... (Steve Jobs has manifested PTSD)

"Blast it. Anyway... you two! Guard duty! You Agent, 9 Grunts too: go search for anomalies! You other Agent, 9 other Grunts! Scout the town! Anyone who consumes alcohol will spend the entire week cleaning the base!"

Guard duty(no roll, Grunts aren't that stupid...) The two hungover Grunts stand guard at your bunker entrance. They don't look too happy, but they're working for you.

SCP location(5 whoop) Your Agent and 9 Grunts return, bringing with them a report of sorts... "Sir. We've found something interesting in a certain hotel nearby. I met a young woman who was clearly insane- but had something of merit to discuss. She believed that she was talking to me and was standing right in front of me, when in fact she was and in fact still is within room 207 in the hotel. But oddly... I was still able to speak with her, despite her being in the hotel room and not at the ground floor cafe. It's very peculiar. I'd like to investigate that hotel room further." (Gain knowledge of SCP-1, insanity-inducing hotel room)

Town exploration(3) "And I was like- oh. Hi." The Grunts who returned from their explorations of the nearby town have seemed to waste their time in a party. But at least they didn't drink any alcohol. The Agent, however... brought you a cup of coffee. "Where... can... I... find... BETTER MINIONS!"

Status:
500$

Personalle:
Dr. Lucius Heisen(healthy)
1 Researcher(healthy)
4 Agents(healthy)
20 Grunts(healthy)
Steve Jobs?(slightly malnourished, has PTSD(no more interviews until psychologically treated))

Buildings:
Crummy Bunker

Items:
A Cup of Coffee

SCPs:
None

Information:
SCP-1

((SaberToothTiger))

Spoiler: R.An.Co.R (click to show/hide)

You send out your orders to your minions. "Researcher. Design containment facility. Grunts. Build facility. Agents. Study SCP-1."

Design(6) Your researcher takes out a sheet of paper, and begins to draw on it. When the finished piece is handed to your Grunts, they're speechless. (near-perfect containment room for SCP-1 designed, cost 3000$)

Construction(3) Your Grunts decide not to go ahead on building the room that you can't afford before your okay on it.

Study(4) "Go, my Agent! Study the SCP-1!" They grumble slightly, but they run to obey. Soon they return, with some information. "The object... it seems thankfully to not spend all the time it has producing water. The temple is thankfully drained enough for us to study it somewhat." "Good... good."


Status:
2500$

Personalle:
Rinush Vercuni(healthy)
10 Grunts(healthy)
2 Agents(healthy)
1 Researcher(healthy)

Buildings:
Crummy Bunker(floor swept)

Items:
None

SCPs:
None

Information:
SCP-1
Design for Near-Perfect Containment Room for SCP-1(cost: 3000$)

((Zormod))

Spoiler: Kranlov Science Program (click to show/hide)

"Okay boys, listen up! I vant you to get right to work! Step to vit!"

Furnish(1) A few minutes after the orders, you smell smoke. You run into a central room in the bunker. "VAT VHERE YOU THINKING!" Your minions asked to furnish the base heaped all the furniture up into a pile, then made it a bonfire. As if the destruction of the furniture wasn't bad enough, the bunker is now currently full of smoke. That's bad to breath in, by the way.

Clothe Selves(6) Right after that, your other two Grunts roll in a trolley full of warm clothing, apparently acquired for free. It's pretty good, too. Wait. The clothing still has tags on it. "Vou stole the clothing?!" "yes. Please don't hurt me please don't hurt me-" Well, at least you have your clothing now.

Station(5+1=6) Your Agents acquired their clothing and left, rapidly. You're not entirely sure if they're going to be disciplined about this but at least they've left, and are likely going to the places you asked.

"Please, good researcher, do something useful?" "Vill try."

(1) "Aha!" Suddenly there is a lot more smoke in the bunker. You're not able to stay within it.

Status:
1500$

Personalle:
Nikolai Kranlov(healthy)
10 Grunts(healthy)
4 Agents(healthy, stationed in nearby towns)
1 Researcher(healthy)

Buildings:
Crummy Bunker(full of smoke, uninhabitable)

Items:
Schizophrenia Treatment Pills(contained within several nice boxes)
Maps of the Surrounding Area(+1 to navigate in the surrounding area)
Ashes, Ashes.

SCPs:
None

Information:
Knowledge of the nearby area(from maps)

((As per poll majority, limited plot armor for organization leaders has been added(what would kill them mortally wounds them instead, leaving some chance of survival).))

[SaberToothTiger]

Oops I meant to vote on both kinds of events

Spoiler: R.An.Co.R (click to show/hide)

 take a loan and construct the containment room with grunts. Researcher will try and apply for a goverment gran to get some money and my agents will capture the SCP. I will accompany them.

[Dustan Hache]

Spoiler:  A.R.R. Director Hache's POV, turn 3. (click to show/hide)

"Right. We got funding, and we got an anomaly. I'm going to hire some grunts for this since I can't afford risking my trained agents."
*Dustan turns to the two that located the anonmaly.* "Did you try to remove the children, or any of the playground pieces? If so, what were the results?" *finally, he confronts his researcher.*
"I want you, the two agents involved, and a team of grunts dispatched to the playground. we have two priorities. First off is getting the anomaly contained and the children cared for. The second part is either destroying the anomaly or bringing it back here for study. if things turn for the worse, I value your lives more than the children's. if you are dead, you can't defend the public from things like this."
He would then set about hiring Three teams of 10 grunts. He would also lay out plans for the other two sets to start reinforcing the bunker, and build their first containment chamber.

[Peradon]

Spoiler: Agency X (click to show/hide)

Gah... Stupid researcher, should know better.
Ok, post two grunts on guard at the entrance to the painting room. Have the researchers instead try to find a cure for the comatose grunts. Then applaud the Agent for getting those extra paintings. Keep the paintings for now. Send the agents together to follow up on the lead for the other SCP they found. Send 5 grunts with them

[Zormod]

Spoiler: Kranlov Science Program (click to show/hide)

Send 2 grunts that aren't the theives to get more furniture. Make sure they're not wearing the stolen coats. Everyone else just makes sure the coats and pills don't burn. Agents stay where they are unless they get a lead.

[Paphi]

At least you guys aren't stuck on a damn island.

Spoiler: SADCom (click to show/hide)

"...we're going to die here, aren't we."

Continue the peace efforts. Have my most fabulous grunt attempt an interpretive dance conveying a sense of cooperation, or at least neutrality, between us.

He will of course be guarded.

While they are distracted, Mr. Gills will study the natives himself, attempting to decipher their social structure and any traits they find endearing in a powerful being.

He hopes this settles soon, as this awful island and its awful natives, coupled with his increasingly awful research staff, are beginning to tire him, though he was impressed with his agents' preparation.

If all else failed he would attempt to, just, call someone. Surely one of his contacts could muster up a genocide squad crack team of first-contact specialists on short notice for cheap or a favor.