Platoon 1: (6) you find yourselves in light gravity toward the center of the ring. +1 to move and strength rolls. -1 to dexterity type rolls.
Platoon 2: you are within the normal gravity zone, but on the heavy side, somewhat low on the ring.
Platoon 3: down in the sewers, you are in heavy gravity. -1 to move rolls and feats of strength.
Platoon 1
Get moving along to the command center and meet up with the other grunts
Platoon 1:
Designation: KH003
Class: Grunt
Status: Serious injury
Inventory: Helmet, laser carbine, backpack, 3xImitation Artificial Chewing Resin Substitute
Kill tally:0/1/0
Death types: Space battle, Blasted
(no problem. I've been a rather slow updater of late anyway.)
(1)you encounter a hallway, completely twisted out of shape and horribly mangled. It's more a "broken and tangled mass of Space Steel, Space Plumbing, Space Wiring, and Space Motivational Posters" than an actual hallway. Maaaaaaybe you could worm your way through without cutting yourself horribly on the sharp bits. You can try. Do you have your Space Tetanus shots up to date?
Let OCE use my backpack and guard the room whilst he gathers up intel.
Platoon: 1
Designation: Hat003
Class: Grunt
Status: Healthy; Low Gravity.
inventory: helmet, laser carbine, backpack, Imitation Artificial Chewing Resin Substitute. Paperweight.
CPs: I'm dah leader 1/5
you stand around and make 'pew pew' noises with your finger guns. that's not what lasercarbines sound like, but it's how the Grunts always do it when playing Finger Laser Cowboys. No one knows why. Lasercarbines, for the interested, make a low whir and a series of short, rapid clicks. Except when they are exploding. Then they make explodey sounds.
For Honor and Glory! Rush to enemy commander, pound him!
Platoon: 1
Designation: Rak006 (Deaths: 5) (Minor Heretic, Redshirt)
Class: Brute
Status: Maimed, -
Inventory: Warhammer, Helmet, Laser Carbine, Backpack, Imitation Artificial Chewing Resin Substitute
Kills: 0/3/0 (More blood for the BG!)
(3) you take the long way and come out a short distance away from a band of rather surly, rather ominous looking Soldiers. Most of them are chewing gum and standing around. A couple of them are smoking. Those guys - the smokers - look like Demolitions experts, judging by the patches on their arms, the many varied pockets on their vests, and their "shit's about to explode" grins.
"Which way to The Commander of The Other Guys
TM, Sirs!" You shout in regulation tone and volume. The demolitions guys look at you in some sort of cross between concern and amusement. One of the Soldiers just points around the corner with his thumb.
Gather more intel, read it (if literate) to sorta understand if it's particularly important, and store it in the backpacks, preferably with some sort of organization, but not necessary. If bags fill up with intel and there is still intel to be taken, put it in the bags of nearby, willing, living ally Grunts. Team, hey, want to store some intel for me?
Platoon: 1
Designation: OS002 Deaths: 1
Class: Grunt
Status: Low Gravity (+1 to strength/move rolls, -1 to Dexterity rolls)
Inventory: Helmet x2, Laser Carbine, Backpack x2, and Imitation Artificial Chewing Resin Substitute, Intel Papers
Markers: Faith 2/5, Squad 1/5, Intel 1/?
Kills: Minor 0/0
Standard 1/1
Major 0/0
Your eyes cross as you try to read the Militareze. Soooooooo many foooooooorms. You toss some rather recognizable forms to the side: Requisitions for Additional Units of Savory Style Nutrient Paste, Report on KP Detail And The Horrifying Aftermath, Basic Acknowledgement of Standard Safety Training Regarding Dental Floss, and so forth. You stuff some other ... stuff, into your bag and the bags of your fellows. Something about logistics, something about personnel, something about telemetry ... After a while you give up and start stuffing fistfuls of papers into the bags. You wonder why there is so much paperwork in space.
Run forward with the rest of the platoon, looking for Other Guys™ to shoot.
Platoon: 1
Designation: MC003
Class: Grunt
Status: Healthy
Inventory: Helmet, Laser Carbine, Backpack, Imitation Artificial Chewing Resin Substitute
Kills: Major(0), Standard(1), Minor(0)
Let's see which platoon member you followed: (3) You follow Rak, and encounter a squad of fellow Soldiers and Demolitions guys, sort of standing around doing nothing.
Join in the Fight with Platoon 1.
Platoon: 1
Designation: Mar001
Class: Grunt
Health: Good so far!
Status:
inventory: helmet, laser carbine, backpack, and Imitation Artificial Chewing Resin Substitute. .
Kill Tally: 0/0/0
Character Points:
Character Traits:
(5)You follow Rak and MC, but just before you catch up, someone waves at you from inside a small room. "You there: you look like you'll fit. Listen carefully. We've placed some shaped charges in the maintenance crawlspace here. The goal is to blow a small hole in the floor of the command post and get someone inside to open the main doors, while The Other Guys are distracted. We've got just enough time to get you into this demolitions vest and get you in there. Here, quick, put this on, and at my signal, crawl in! See the charges in there? They'll blow just as the distraction is going off. You ready?"
Platoon 1 Death roll*Ominous hum*
Platoon 2Go prone, roll out into the middle of the hallway, and take out one of The Other GuysTM.
Platoon: 2
Designation: MAD001
Class: Grunt
Status: Slightly Annoyed (Serious Wound x1)
Inventory: Helmet, Laser Carbine, Backpack, and IACRS
Kill Tally (Normal):
Major:
Who Cares? (Minor):
Ooh, tactics! You get a +1 on your death roll. (2) you roll out into the hall and fire your lasercarbine. You can tell that you missed though. Not even a ricochet.
Engineering? That's perfect! Grab a wrench or miscellaneous tool and go whack an engineer with it. I don't even care if it's a friendly engineer, somehow.
Platoon: 2
Designation: OcE008
Class: Grunt
Status: minor injuriousness
Inventory: helmet, backpack,
Deaths: 1
Kills: 0/3/0
CP: Honey Badger (1/3)
(2) You find no wrench. Undaunted, you rush out toward the engineers, who, of course, shoot back at you with wild abandon. You'll get ... (5) two death rolls this round, at +1 each, for uncoordinated fire.
Move to the entrance of the receptionist's office, grab some cover, and start blasting Other GuysTM.
Platoon:2
Designation: Zr001
Class: Grunt
Status: Maimed,Serious wound,Minor wound
Inventory: Helmet, laser carbine, backpack, and Imitation Artificial Chewing Resin Substitute(3/?)
cover? Another +1 on the death roll for you. (2) aaaaand, like the rest of your squad, your shot goes wide. The hallway is virtually buzzing with missed shots and regret. From both sides.
Open fire with my Laser Pistol on the Other GuysTM
Platoon 2:
Designation: NL002
Class: Grunt
Status: Maimed
Inventory: Laser Pistol, Helmet, backpack, Imitation Artificial Chewing Resin Substitute
Why do you have a Laser Pistol? Did I forget something? Ah well, whatever.
(1) you shoot Oce in the back. He is (4) lightly wounded. Well done. Our first case of friendly fire, that i remember.
Platoon 2 Death rolls(2)+1 Mad's Serious wound is aggravated by his roll, and he is maimed.
(4)+1(2)+1 Oce is Seriously Wounded in his mad charge. He approaches the barricade at a dead run however. A simple matter of vaulting the three foot, spiked, partitioned shield, and he will be amongst the panicked engineers. Oh, and a minor wound from friendly fire. add that to your other minor wound and ...upgrade to serious, upgrade with the other serious - maimed.
(5)+1 Zr settles into position, takes advantage of the chaos around him, and takes careful aim on The engies. You'll get a _1 on your attack next round.
(1)+1 A lucky shot by an engie takes NL down. at least he doesn't have time to feel ashamed of shooting his ally in the back. Or proud, for that matter. Who knows with you grunts?
Platoon 3Try to kill the guy I was fighting. Don't boil alive, leave the area with the boiling stuff and kick anyone in my way to get out of there.
Platoon: 3
Designation: Rand001
Class: Grunt
Status: Maimed
inventory: Helmet, Laser carbine, Backpack, Imitation Artificial Chewing Resin Substitute.
Kill Tally: 0/1/0
three actions eh? hmm. (1) you are knocked down by The Other Guy, and will face a steamy death roll this round.
Try to identify an exit and guide the squad towards it.
Platoon: 3
Designation: Zii003
Class: Grunt
Status: Healthy
Inventory: Helmet, Laser Carbine, Backpack (lunch (Egg Sandwich), extra socks, the Empire's Military Handbook, re-breathers and goggles), Imitation Artificial Chewing Resin Substitute.
Character points: Eye of the Storm 2/7
Do I lose the points for Eye of the Storm or I can keep them?
you keep the Eye of the Storm Points. Character Points are like genetic code that your successive clones inherit.
(1) "Over here, guys!" You shout. it's only as you start to crawl throug hteh gaping hole that you realize - that's the Dart. oops.
Grab my opponent and sprint out of the room, use him as cover if need be.
Platoon: platoon 3
Designation: FKD002 (SPZ002)
Class: Grunt
Status: minor wounds, sauna got too hot.
Inventory: helmet, laser carbine (destroyed), ruined backpacks, strawberry flavored ham scraping composite (EATEN)
Kills: Heh
(1) your opponent tosses you in the general direction of the spraying steam.
Charge and barge through the enemy line to safety, hopefully bringing a bad guy with me to safety for interrogation/ murder time funtime purposes.
Platoon: 3
Designation: BLD003
Class: Grunt
Status: Having a fun time. MINOR WOUND; HORRIFIC FACIAL DISFIGUREMENT.
Inventory: helmet, laser carbine, backpack, 1 Imitation Artificial Chewing Resin Substitute.
(1) That's four 1's in a row, you guys. Four of them. You guys are in some deeeeeeeeeep shit this round, I gotta say.
Advance to the enemy, smack 'em with the butt of my gun. Loot enemy soldiers for medical supplies and replacement backpack.
"Ruffians and curs! If I had a white glove, I would SLAP YOU WITH IT! Also, you other grunts. I'm your medic now. Wahoo, and hope that I actually find supplies and don't die."
Platoon: 3
Designation: sev002
Class: Grunt (Medic? I have skill in first aid.)
Status: Maimed, Serious Wound
Inventory: Helmet, Laser Carbine
(1) HOLY SHIT! IT'S A TOTAL ROUT! FIVE 1s IN A ROW, IN THE SAME ROUND!
Platoon 3 Death RollsYou all rolled ones on your actions. All of you. it's a critical failure. The Other Guys clear the Sewage Plant of Grunts. You all die, and this objective is lost. Hoo-eee. That was rough.
We're gonna have to have you respawn in a Dart, and fired at another Objective. Ouch.
Instructions for next round:Respawn:Platoon 3: respawn in a Dart. I'll roll your trip across space again next round, and if your Dart survives the trip, we'll re-roll another objective.
everyone else can respawn with their platoons.
newbiesw, pick a platoon, spawn in wherever they are, and use that platoon's color for your posts.
Platoon 1Assist the battle for the COmmand Deck
TMPlatoon 2Engineering is guarded by engineers. This is either good news, or it is not good news.
Platoon 3You ded. New Dart, new objective.
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