(I lost this turn, quite annoyingly. Might be a bit terse)
"Damn, those extras are really good at their job." Elen muttered to herself.
Look out for any hidden people who might jump out soon.
Name: Elen Farley
Physical Description: Short with long brown hair and green eyes, she seems unnaturally cheerful.
Background: Elen showed up shortly after an incident in one of the OMNITECH labs, she decided to work for OMNITECH mostly out of convenience of already being there.
Life: d2
Attack: d4 Generic Personal Sidearm
Stats:
Strength: d4
Dexterity: d6
Speed: d6
Endurance: d4
Will: d6
Knowledge: d4
Fate: d4
Skills:
Melee: d4
Guns: d4
Explosives: d4
Implants: d4
Mechanics: d4
Technology: d4
Medical: d12
Occult: d4
Speech: d4
Status: Fine
Inventory:
OMNITECH Green Jumpsuit
OMNITECH Generic Personal Sidearm (d4 attack) x3 Magazines (d4 use die)
OMNITECH Medical Kit (3 charges)
OMNITECH Stimulant (3 charges)
Money: 0
[3]
Elen looks for anyone hiding or any clever corpse that has ideas of ambulation, but sees nothing.
Wil suddenly jumps, then spins around in a circle, pointing his rifle in every direction and sweeping it over all his allies.
"I just thought a thing that I didn't think, but in MY head! What the hell?! Who are you?! Get the fuck out, I'm me, not you!"
Swing the rifle around and scan for who or what thought thoughts in Wil's head. Assuming nothing obviously to blame is around, like a ghost or demonic figure, turn the rifle on the corpse Wil was gonna decapitate when his thoughts interrupted, and put a bullet between its eyes, then hold the rifle on the nearest corpse. If something obviously at fault is around, hold it at gunpoint and threaten it if it doesn't explain itself.
Name: He insists that it's "Wilfred Seven", and most definitely not "Wil" or "William"
Physical Description: He looks identical to Wil Wheaton. That's because he's an identical clone of Wil Wheaton; he actually can't even shave, or even change his hair or anything, it always grows back to the default form within a day. Scarrification might let Wilfred change his appearance, but he's not really up for that.
Background: He was batch manufactured along with nine other 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 four, 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.
Life: d6
Attack: d6 rifle, d4 melee
Stats:
Str d4
Dex d4
Spd d6
End d4
Wil d4
Kno d4
Fte d4
Skills:
Mel d6
Gun d12
Exp d4
Imp d4
Mec d4
Tec d6
Med d4
Occ d4
Spc d4
Status:
Inventory:
OMNITECH Riot suit (d6 Life)
OMNITECH Generic Security Rifle (d6 ranged Attack) and 3 magazines (d8 use die)
OMNITECH Generic Security Baton (d4)
OMNITECH electrical behavior modification implant
OMNITECH Omni-light
OMNITECH Reasonable pair of Handcuffs
Money: 0...
Will spins around and his shouting dies away. The dock is alive with workers. People are carrying in boxes on hover pallets, loading shuttles, being yelled at by foremen and leaning on the walls, slacking off. It looks like any small shuttle dock, by Will's estimation, nothing strange about it at all.
"Yeah, better safe than sorry."
Will turns and finds two men standing near him.
"Better to keep em locked up. For their own good. Last one we let out ate someone's liver. While the guy was still alive."
"Ain't that just a rumor? Its from that movie right?"
"Nah. its real. I saw them dragging the body off."
"Shit."
"All the old boys who worked down there before it was automated are off, but some are getting worse."
"Glad I'm up here. All I gotta worry about is a broken back."
The pair laugh to themselves and move to rejoin the work.
Will is looking at the corpse again. The dock is silent and empty, save for the security team. The corpse is one of the workers he just saw, albeit now a shriveled pale mummy with a patched up stab wound on his side.
Will feels nauseous.
Take a useful piece of metal. Attempt to open an ore container from the outbound cargo.
Name: Fred Williams
Physical Description: A tall and lanky engineer. Light skin, dark hair, blue eyes. Younger, mid 20's.
Background: A computer engineer who decided that his first job out of college - programming microcontrollers to be 5% more time efficient - was boring. The possibility of combat -- Like Call of Duty but more realistic (according to the recruiter) -- was all Fred needed to decide that this was the career move of a lifetime. Well... that and it came with a class 3 weapons permit. (In the US, a class 3 is the extraordinarily hard to get collector permit (read: takes years and thousands of dollars and lots of training) that allows you to own fully automatic weapons made before 1970.)
Note: despite being a computer engineer, has an inexplicable lack of tech skills, yet can easily fix almost any mechanical problem. He has no idea why.
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Life: d2
Attack: d4 - Omnitech Generic Personal Sidearm
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Stats:
Strength: d4
Dexterity: d6
Speed: d4
Endurance: d4
Will: d4
Knowledge: d6
Fate: d4
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Skills:
Melee: d4
Guns: d6
Explosives: d4
Implants: d4
Mechanics: d12
Technology: d4
Medical: d4
Occult: d4
Speech: d4
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Status: N/A
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Inventory:
Omnitech Red Jumpsuit
Omnitech Generic Personal Sidearm d4 using Magazine d4
Additional Magazines x2 d4
Omnitech Tool Kit - advantage on rep/mod.
Uses x3
High Viz. Flares x4
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Money: 0
[3]
Through sheer dumb luck Fred manages to guess the code for a container and opens it. It opens slowly and automatically with a depressurizing hiss and release of inert gas. Inside the container is a large pellet of isolation resin, in the center of which is shard of what looks like stone. Its about 6 inches long and sharp on both edges. It has a black and nearly-black blue coloration which flows in dappled bands across the surface. And flows isn't a description of the general pattern, it is literally flowing like ocean waves in the dark, rolling across the surface.
Name: Tara
Physical Description: A 4 foot 6 in tall female human with pale skin, brunette hair, and blue eyes who weighs 110 pounds. She is 15 years old.
Background: She was Lucy's younger sister. She would watch Lyra perform her experiments until she went to OMNITECH. When she learned of the deaths of her sisters, she joined here hoping to make the place safer
Life: d4
Attack: OMNITECH Foam Gun d4 doesn't do damage. When successful it immobilizes the target.multiple guns stack. Foam tank: d8
Stats:
Strength: d4
Dexterity: d4
Speed: d6
Endurance: d6
Will: d6
Knowledge: d10
Fate: d4
Skills:
Melee: d6
Guns: d6
Explosives: d4
Implants: d4
Mechanics: d4
Technology: d6
Medical: d6
Occult: d4
Speech: d8
Status: No Injuries
Inventory: OMNITECH isolation suit, OMNITECH Foam Gun, OMNITECH sealing kit, OMNITECH environmental hazard detector
Money: 0
"I'm starting to get some major Dead Space vibes."
I grab one of the cutting/welding torch things and a demolition charge, then I loot the newly found dead people.
Name: Harold Goldstine
Physical Description: A short balding man with a mustache.
Background: He was tired of a boring life so he decided to join OMNITECH as a security guard.
Class: Security
Life: d6 OMNITECH Riot suit
Attack: d6 Security Rifle, mag d6/ d4 Security Baton
Stats:
Strength: d6
Dexterity: d4
Speed: d6
Endurance: d4
Will: d4
Knowledge: d4
Fate: d8
Skills:
Melee: d6
Guns: d6
Explosives: d6
Implants: d4
Mechanics: d4
Technology: d4
Medical: d4
Occult: d4
Speech: d4
Status: Fine
Inventory:
OMNITECH Riot suit (d6 Life)
OMNITECH Generic Security Rifle (d6 ranged Attack) and 3 magazines (d6 use die)
OMNITECH Generic Security Baton (d4 melee attack)
OMNITECH electrical behavior modification implant
OMNITECH Omni-light
OMNITECH Handcuffs
Cutting/welding torch
Demolition charge
Money: 0
Take a torch, one unit of useful metal bits and the repair kit stuff (if it usable without a repair kit itself, if not leave it).
Investigate the dead bodies and check if they have anything useful on them.
Name: Yagyu d'Aubigny
Physical Description: Slightly smaller than average, tanned, sideburns.
Background: Yagyu hates OMNITECH. But Yagyu likes money.
Class: Hazardous Materials Reclamation Crew
Life: d4
Attack: [ERROR: DATA NOT FOUND]
Stats:
Strength: d4
Dexterity: d4
Speed: d6
Endurance: d8
Will: d6
Knowledge: d6
Fate: d6
Skills:
Melee: d4
Guns: d8
Explosives: d4
Implants: d4
Mechanics: d8
Technology: d4
Medical: d4
Occult: d4
Status: okie dokie
Inventory:
cognition copier
Money: 175
Hop down and loot bodies. Take anything I can sell for a lot. After that, stand at the entrance of the tunnel and shoot anything that’s mean to the person going in.
Name: Pike Sherman
Physical Description: Tall and spindly. His teeth are chrome plated. He has shoulder-length gunmetal grey hair. His eyes are pale blue. He often has an unnerving grin across his face.
Background: His twin brother was a typical rags to riches mobster Cinderella story. Unfortunately Pike was far to stupid to make a successful mob boss, so he pulled security for his brother. After a “misunderstanding” between him and his brothers wife, we was ousted from the mob, and ended up here.
Life: d6 OMNITECH Riot suit
Attack: d6 Generic Security Rifle/
Ammo:
Rifle (use d6)(3 magazines)
Stats:
Strength: d4
Dexterity: d4
Speed: d4
Endurance: d4
Will: d4
Knowledge: d4
Fate: d10
Skills:
Melee: d6
Guns: d10
Explosives: d4
Implants: d4
Mechanics: d4
Technology: d4
Medical: d4
Occult: d4
Speech: d4
Status: normal
Inventory:
OMNITECH electrical behavior modification implant
OMNITECH Omni-light
OMNITECH Generic Security Baton
Health Insurance Policy
Loot:
Nil
Money: 0
(We'll assume you loot what you want, first come first serve. Also Radio, not enough stuff for repairing, no.)
The group searches the tunnel, examining the bodies and - perhaps more importantly- their pockets. The bodies for the most part seem to have died of what might be called "Normal Trauma". The sort of violence that could be inflicted by a normal person with a normal object. There are no bisected bodies or corpses reduced to a thick sludge or fatally mutated or anything like that. Instead they have stab wounds, cracked skulls, broken bones, cut throats, even signs of strangulation. Compared to what they'd heard about (Yagyu told them about the last mission) its quite tame.
The belongings scattered around are equally mundane. No one has a laser rifle or tactical nuke or anything; the most dangerous weapon the group finds is an old gunpowder powered handgun with a handful of rounds still in the magazine. There are a few kitchen knives, a few blunt objects like pipes or large wrenches, a few improvised weapons like bits of rebar or broken bottles, and a whole lot of completely uninteresting personal effects. There are a fair number of OMNI cards, the combined value of which is 350 OMNI, and a lot of coveralls, work boots, and OMNIWEAR brand underwear.
The one thing that stands out among all the dead is one man. All of the corpses here are in a state if general disarray, even ignoring the fact that they're dead and have been for a while. Stuff like unshaved stubble, hair crazed, clothing stained with sweat and worse. But this man is naked save for a medical gown and his head is a crusty mass of white hair. Out of deep sockets stare eyes that seem just as alive and utterly insane as a living man. What he died of isn't immediately obvious, but he's holding something in his right hand. Its clenched so tight that it isn't visible and his fingers have dug straight into the flesh of his palm.
Take the other two demolition charges.
Can the shuttle move comfortably through the large corridor? Or does it have to be moved by a crane or forklift?
Are any of the cargo that seemed out of place in here? Can I see what's actually in it? Or do I at least know where it was taken?
Name: Pathos
Physical Description: A literal crash test dummy.
Background: Delusions of grandeur. Took this job as a way to rapidly advance the ranks and see cool things. And because it would give him plenty of opportunities to set things on fire without his superiors being close enough to yell at him. Lost his original body in a freak shuttle accident.
Class: Senior Emergency Technician (+100 OMNI per mission)
Life: d4: crash test dummy
Attack: d2: unarmed
Stats:
Strength: d4
Dexterity: d4
Speed: d4
Endurance: d8
Will: d4
Knowledge: d4
Fate: d4
Skills:
Melee: d4
Guns: d4
Explosives: d8
Implants: d4
Mechanics: d4
Technology: d12
Medical: d4
Occult: d4
Status: Blank stare
Inventory:
nothing
Money: -270
Pathos takes the charges remaining.
He considers the large corridor and think that the shuttle could move on its own through the passage, though it would require a degree of skill. Its not impossible or anything but its clearly designed for people used to driving shuttles.
Pathos walks over and sees the shard that Fred found. The two look at it, feeling somewhat hypnotized by its slowly flowing colors.
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