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Author Topic: MOOK: Thievery Cascade.  (Read 19391 times)

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Re: MOOK
« Reply #30 on: January 23, 2019, 04:08:13 pm »

Join the others in getting ready and heading to lab T-113
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Re: MOOK
« Reply #31 on: January 23, 2019, 04:48:18 pm »

    Spoiler: Medico (click to show/hide)
    I should probably mention that I'm ready to report.
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    « Reply #32 on: January 23, 2019, 05:19:43 pm »

    Spoiler: Another Medic (click to show/hide)
    Get my gear and head to lab T-113.
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    Re: MOOK
    « Reply #33 on: January 23, 2019, 06:09:12 pm »

    Provisional sheet, subject to change depending on answers to questions.

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    « Last Edit: January 24, 2019, 04:20:26 pm by Radio Controlled »
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    Fucking hell, you guys are worse than the demons.

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    Re: MOOK
    « Reply #34 on: January 23, 2019, 06:30:14 pm »

    Requisition the placement of one Omni-Incinerator to be placed in the main area of lab t-113. push trash receptacle and mop bucket toward the entrance hall of lab t-113. Stop when she encounters foot traffic in the opposite direction and wait at the side of the hall.

    « Last Edit: January 23, 2019, 07:00:11 pm by Ozarck »
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    Re: MOOK
    « Reply #35 on: January 23, 2019, 07:37:58 pm »



    "Uggh. What time is it!?"
    Mildred, for all her wokeness, is not especially pleased at being literally woken up. She waves a hand imperiously at the nearest schmuck in a different, less-imposing jumpsuit.

    "You there, go and fetch me a breakfast smoothie."

    Order an underling to bring me a low GI, gluten-free breakfast smoothie of some description, then do a brief, abridged version of my usual morning yoga routine before equipping whatever gear is not already on my person and reluctantly following the others.
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    « Reply #36 on: January 24, 2019, 02:58:12 am »

    The moment the alarms start, Rezel leaps out of bed in a tangle of limbs and blankets.  He writhes around in a chaotic and uncoordinated attempt to free himself for several seconds, before flinging himself towards his equipment.  He pauses, then, hovering over his rifle while looking around in confusion.  Realizing that he's in no direct danger, he sheepishly dons his equipment and gets ready to move out.

    Form up with everyone else.  Keep an eye out for monsters and/or superiors; check all corners, keep glancing behind the group, try and stay somewhere in the middle.  It's never too early in the shift to die horribly.

    Spoiler: Sheet (click to show/hide)

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    « Reply #37 on: January 24, 2019, 09:24:09 am »

    I also want in on this.

    Gather my stuff and follow the others to lab t-113.
    Spoiler: Character Sheet (click to show/hide)
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    « Reply #38 on: January 24, 2019, 02:01:04 pm »

    Going to be making a character. Just got home, so might be a few hours yet.
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    « Reply #39 on: January 24, 2019, 05:20:45 pm »

    "Well then, let's go earn our keep eh fellas. Let's hope we can grab some chow beforehand!"

    Let's try out that scanner!

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    « Reply #40 on: January 25, 2019, 12:01:05 am »

    ((ATTENTION ALL EMPLOYEES There have been 3 important changes to the rules. First, Speech has been added as a skill. Second, Sanitation Officers have been added as a class, and third, Public Relations Representatives have been added as a class. If you would like to change your class or skills, please do so now before we get into any real actions. Thank you))

    Get up, ready gear, glare at other security team members until they get ready. Move out.

    Clem wanders about the room, staring intently at various people. This would already be awkward enough, but most people are in the midst of dressing which makes Clem seem not only rude but borderline perverse. This does not seem to stop...Him?

    Assemble.  Test flashlight.

    Spoiler: Spuds. Security Guard (click to show/hide)
    Spuds tests his flashlight. He tests it by looking directly into it and then turning it on. A few moments and swear words later, he is covering his eyes with one arm and making a mental note not to test is weapon in the same way.

    Spoiler: HAZMAT Harry, HMRC (click to show/hide)

    Check gear, check environment scanner functionality, double-check environment scanner batteries, follow the uselessly squishy meatshield cultist occult materials officer stuck-up sack of probably-demonic flesh. Wait no, this is his first day on the job. Stuck-up sack of probably-soon-to-be-demonic flesh.
    Harry turns on the scanner, squints at the display, shakes it, hits it with the heel of his hand, and then squints at it again.  The Scanner reads an all clear other than a mildly elevated level of methane in the air.

    Try to use my OPCC to find a place where I could take some free breakfast to go that is conveniently on the way to the labs. If successful, make a detour to acquire breakfast.

    Regardless, leisurely make my way to the labs.


    [2] Pathos presses the power button on his OPCC and then grimaces mightily when the holoscreen projects a picture of a battery with a line through it and the message "CHARGE ME, IDIOT".

    Requisition the placement of one Omni-Incinerator to be placed in the main area of lab t-113. push trash receptacle and mop bucket toward the entrance hall of lab t-113. Stop when she encounters foot traffic in the opposite direction and wait at the side of the hall.

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    "Uggh. What time is it!?"
    Mildred, for all her wokeness, is not especially pleased at being literally woken up. She waves a hand imperiously at the nearest schmuck in a different, less-imposing jumpsuit.

    "You there, go and fetch me a breakfast smoothie."

    Order an underling to bring me a low GI, gluten-free breakfast smoothie of some description, then do a brief, abridged version of my usual morning yoga routine before equipping whatever gear is not already on my person and reluctantly following the others.
    Mildred marches over to Spuds and begins yelling at him, demanding extremely specific breakfast foods. In his blinded confusion, Spuds springs up and whips around, his flashlight swinging like a mace directly into her face.
    [2v4] The blow lays her out flat on her back with both front teeth missing and a slow but steady trickle of blood filling her mouth.

    "Well then, let's go earn our keep eh fellas. Let's hope we can grab some chow beforehand!"

    Let's try out that scanner!

    Spoiler: Jion Maupin (click to show/hide)
    Jion also checks his environmental scanner and gets a similar response: safe on all levels besides a mildly elevated methane level and a trace of human blood somewhere nearby.










    Everyone walks -or is dragged, bleeding and semiconscious- down a series of complex and seemingly needlessly spiraling halls until they find the one marked T-113. The door to it is the same solid, automated bulkhead as every other door around here and it opens as soon as the group reaches it. Through the door is a large room, roughly square, with windows on the left and right. These windows are into the room and everyone can see maybe 2 dozen men and women in lab coats staring in at them. In the Square room there were other men and women in labcoats, though far fewer and generally younger. They were gathered roughly around a machine sitting in the middle of the room, a sort of tube maybe 4 feed in diameter and stretching from the floor to the ceiling, where it disappears into a mad cluster of electronics, metal, wires, and tubing that looks like the remains of a dozen ritualistically vivisected computers.  There's a large digital display built onto this wirenest that currently displays
    6:43:76
    And is rapidly counting down, with the first 6 clearly being the minutes left. Near the tube is a panel and a man in a lab coat who greets the team. His name tag says "STILES" and he is an utterly uninteresting brown haired man in early thirties with glasses and a rather pathetic mustache and goatee combo.

    "Ah, the security team. Welcome. We're just about to get started. This is one of the prototype teleportation machines...but I'm sure you've already been briefed on all that." he waves his hand dismissively and turns back to the panel, continuing to talk. "Our sister site on Venus has sent us the first data package containing living organisms. We're waiting for it to reach us now.  We wanted to have security on hand, just in case."



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    Re: MOOK: All I want for Christmas...
    « Reply #41 on: January 25, 2019, 12:27:58 am »

    Spoiler: HAZMAT Harry, HMRC (click to show/hide)

    "No I'm afraid we have been briefed on no such thing. What organisms are you bringing through, and what parts of them are sharp, flammable, toxic, poisonous, capable of bludgeoning hapless security men, large, reality-warping, or otherwise dangerous to upstanding scientists like yourselves?" Also, check my scanner to establish a baseline for "normal operating environment in this particular corner of the madhouse", to which I can later compare the results.
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    « Reply #42 on: January 25, 2019, 12:30:50 am »

    Clem rolls its eyes and immediately draws its OMNITECH® Generic™ sidearm, pointing it directly at the glass tube. Whatever malformed monster emerges from the machine will be summarily executed by OMNITECH® Generic™ cartridges and then prodded vigorously by OMNITECH® Null-Rods.
    Assuming that most of Clem's coworkers aren't complete idiots. Not looking good on that front, admittedly, Clem thinks to itself.

    Draw sidearm, disengage safety, aim directly at the tube. They want security, they get security. Hopefully the OMNITECH® Security Specialists present will get the clue and set up overwatch of their own.
    Also, Occult knowledge check on the nature of teleportation and its side effects on living organisms.


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    Re: MOOK: All I want for Christmas...
    « Reply #43 on: January 25, 2019, 12:43:02 am »

    ”Have any of you eggheads every seen a single movie?”
    Get in the corner of the room and ready my rifle.
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    Re: MOOK: All I want for Christmas...
    « Reply #44 on: January 25, 2019, 12:45:53 am »

    "Excuse me, do you mind explaining how the teleporter works? Fixing things is easier when you understand what they were like in the first place."

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