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     [STEV ANSAHOK / HP: 4 / MOVE: 2 / 12L, 17F / CYBER: RIG JACK /MUTATION: AMYGDALIC HYPERCEPHALY] HEADS! Stev's sub-brain cried as he opened the hatch of the Beta Enforcer, pausing only to stove in its struggling pilot's ribcage with his hammer. After picking out the largest chunks of corpse, he settled in to the seat, pressing buttons, twisting dials, and getting used to the controls. "Right! Stevbot, ready to roll!" Climbing into the Beta Enforcer
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  Boss: 3066-B Cancer (47/50) Repair Remote 1 restores 1 HP to Cancer! (48/50) Repair Remote Deployed! Repair Remote 2 restores 1 HP to Cancer! (49/50)  1. BOBBY-JACK JOHNSON Ambush prepared! 2. STEV ANSAHOK Receive 5 Luxe from Midge! Stev Mounts Beta Enforcer! 3. CRYO Receive 5 Luxe from Midge! Scanning... ijY01:7'XhNVf9|04v%zeh3Gb#?SnRt r*oJ {ON-Y}&Qh.%%4gbOE sg20nGzBS o3papXf Mutant Stalker detected at 04.08! Death Beacons Detected at 07.07: Operative Delta, Doobrie! &pLd^z3kOL[LiZ[:X?a7^6iD~ Scan complete. 4. "MIDGE" GUREYEVITCH Salvages Rich Salvage for 15 Luxe! 5 Luxe each given to Cryo and Stev Ansahok. 6. KAL RISSO Salvages for 2 Luxe! 9. SCRAMBLE Scanning... .................................... Hr4^$QA(BR&CY.Em7VV*u}1B.<&yfeT%Xl_ Alpha Titan detected at 10.07! Scan Complete.  Ruststorm posted:The Ruststorm Rages!    The kù 3-Wrecker Crew of Ansahok, Cryo, and Gureyevitch continues to hold together in pursuit of several big scores. While they're gearing up, ol' Bobby-Jack seems to be perpetrating a lípǔ dangerous game with Momma Cancer! He's a calculating one, Johnson. And if he's not running, he's got a plan. We'll see if it works out, or if our Boss Rig finally manages to lovingly paste Bobby-Jack Johnson! Broof'n, Haze. Kal Risso now, he's got a potential embarassment of riches, but seems to have misplaced his can opener! He's gotten Sponsor love, but without a viable weapon, it doesn't look like he'll be able to cash in. Maybe another generous sponsor can help him out, or maybe the other solo wildcard, Scramble, can lend a hand? Scramble's got her own poo poo stacked up, Haze, and in case you hadn't noticed, her mobility is chāo-làn! Time will tell, Rev. And probably soon. Sponsors posted:Sponsor Accounts stand as follows: Accounts posted:Current Wrecker account standings:   Wreckers, get Moving!  Sponsor-Only Map 
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    [BOBBY-JACK JOHNSON / HP: 3 / MOVE: 3 / LUXE: 6 / CYBER: BONE LACING] Bobby-Jack twirled the P.A.F. Isotope-Boosted Hyperannihilator round between his fingers as he gazed upon Cancer from his hideout. More of the little repair remotes? Was it going to keep spawning them? This could get difficult. But for now, the plan continued unabated. Staying still
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Pertinax Ammunition Fabrication Systems' Director of Sponsorship Affairs leaned back in his management throne, upholstered in luxurious Squamous Horror hide, looking at the blinking holo message reminding Wreckers to ensure their wish lists are properly updated, smiled lightly, then hit send.
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[MIDGE/ HP: 5 [RIG:2]/ MOVE: 1 [RIG:2]/ CYBER: SPINAL ANTENNA]LUXE:7 With the storm finally abating, it was time to pay their respects. No longer needing to shield itself from the abrasive particulates, his enforcer strode across the wasted seabed to their agreed waypoint. Advance to 07:07 and press F to pay respects. Wishlist:Any beneficial thing is good. We're okay for weapons at present. Maybe the insta-cover? Thanks for asking. AJ_Impy fucked around with this message at 04:59 on Jan 4, 2018 |
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[CRYO / HP: 3 [RIG: 2] / MOVE: 2 / FUEL: 5 / LUXE: 18 / CYBER: SPINAL ANTENNA] Clear scopes, (mostly) trustworthy allies, an abating ruststorm, and the promise of sweet sweet loot just over the horizon. Things were good, and Cryo could only hope they'd stay that way. Move to 07.07 Crazycryodude fucked around with this message at 03:11 on Jan 6, 2018 |
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 [STEV ANSAHOK / HP: 4 / MOVE: 2 / 12L, 17F / CYBER: RIG JACK /MUTATION: AMYGDALIC HYPERCEPHALY] The voice was quiet for now. Sated. Which was good, because Stev wasn't that great of a mech pilot, and needed all the help he could get to follow Cryo and Midge. Move to 7.07
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 Name: Kal Risso, Newtype HP: 2/5 Move: 3 Luxe: 35 Fuel: 00 Rad Innoculation: 2 Loadout: Squidpack, Patient Zero, Brachial Spurs, Nuclear Reservoir: 1 After a quick survey of the arena map, Kal Risso began trekking toward his next target. While fiddling with his game-restricted COMMS tablet during the uneventful slog, Kal noticed that he had 35 luxe loaded into his online wrecker account. Let's see, that was enough to buy- A holo-message popped up onto his screen... an ad? No, wait a second- Pertinax Ammunition Fabrication Systems posted:Quick Reminder to all Wreckers: It was just what he needed. Kal poked at the holo-message and clicked through the pages of adverts and formal requisition instructions before he could get to the input field: Kal Risso's Wish List posted:Drone Delivery: DPM Rife. Cost: 34 Luxe With that task completed, Kal continued on his journey along the beach until he spotted something interesting the distance... 12.03 -> 13.02 -> 14.02
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Attn: Kal Risso Subject: Exciting New Ventilation Opportunity From: PAFS Director of Sponsorship Affairs Your perseverance in the face of such hardship is a testament to your tenacity. Please find enclosed the digital receipt and service manual for your new rifle. Consider Pertinax for future opportunities. Product placement and action reel footage will be rewarded. Stay alive, shoot straight, and shoot more than the enemy. kind regards and best of luck
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  [SCRAMBLE / HP: 2/ MOVE: 1 / CHITINOUS CARAPACE / REGENERATION] 2 luxe Scramble does a double take at the scan results then looks skyward, exasperated. "Of course. Well hopefully the titan takes its time mashing you into paste." Scramble gives the mutant one final rude gesture and scuttles off. Her plans haven't changed. Move 11.06 to 12.06 An alert dings. Wishlist, hmm? I'd prefer to save up for mutagens during my apotheosis (when regen kicks in). The offer though is much appreciated.
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Lucinda VIII Keel-Thoristew sat, glued to the monitor next to her friends. "Maybe we'll see some fighting! How exciting!" She tagged over to her funds to drop a... Oh, limits. Maybe she had spent a little much last season.
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1. BOBBY-JACK JOHNSON No movement this phase.   Survey Remote surfaces! Survey Remote is eligible for Ambush! 2. STEV ANSAHOK Moves to 07.07!    Wrecker Remains contain: 22 Luxe! 3. CRYO Moves to 07.07! Wrecker Remains contain: 22 Luxe! 4. "MIDGE" GUREYEVITCH Moves to 07.07! Wrecker Remains contain: 22 Luxe! 6. KAL RISSO Moves to 14.02!  Pertinax AmmoFab has spent 34 Luxe (5 Sponsor, 29 Wrecker) on behalf of Kal Risso for Drone Delivery of a DPM Rifle! It will arrive on Sponsor Phase. 9. SCRAMBLE Moves to 12.06!     Wreckers, enter your Encounter orders! Sponsor-Only Map 
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[STEV ANSAHOK / HP: 4 / MOVE: 2 / 12L, 12F / CYBER: RIG JACK /MUTATION: AMYGDALIC HYPERCEPHALY] "Well, now! You guys were right about taking the detour, this was waaaaay worth it! Here, let me get the box, the last one already told me I'd been good, I'm sure it'll work again!" Naughty or Nice?: 1d6 1 Turns out jacking mechs and pulping the pilot is very naughty indeed!
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[SCRAMBLE / HP: 2/ MOVE: 1 / CHITINOUS CARAPACE / REGENERATION] 2 luxe "Eat electric death, tumor-taxis!" Scramble is startled to find that overloading the exposed conduits here to create an electromagnetic pulse does absolutely nothing to these completely biological enemies. But at least the EMP might prevent her ignominious death from being captured by the camera drones? What's that? Shielded and hardened? Mhm, that makes sense. Improvise: 1d6 6
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Name: Kal Risso, Newtype HP: 2/5 Move: 3 Luxe: 35 Fuel: 00 Rad Innoculation: 2 Loadout: Squidpack, Patient Zero, Brachial Spurs, Nuclear Reservoir: 1 Kal Risso hoisted himself into the partially-submerged megatanker and explored every nook and cranny of the burst ship's hull. Strangely enough, aside from the shallow waters lapping at the wreckage, there was nothing dangerous or otherwise inconvenient about this shipwreck at all. Not a single mutant or monster or mecha to stand in his way and threaten his continued attempts at existence with claw, tooth, and tracer cannon. None of those things at all... Kal was mystified, if anything. This place was downright peaceful. Kal pulled down his mask and took a deep breath of the briny ocean breeze. The rust storm has dissipated entirely, and it was good to take a breather and dry off. He grinned and set to work finding a place to camp. Kal was halfway through kicking in the door to the ex-captain's quarters when he was buzzed by an alert from his COMMS tablet: #REKT posted:Pertinax AmmoFab has spent 34 Luxe (5 Sponsor, 29 Wrecker) on behalf of Kal Risso for Drone Delivery of a DPM Rifle! It will arrive on Sponsor Phase. Finally, he'd have a weapon beyond his own two arms! Could this day simply get any better? "This shot's for you, Pertinax Ammofab!" Kal announced to the world. He straightened both his arms in the direction of the door's deadbolts and squeezed off twin brachial spurs through the tops of his wrists that blasted through the rusted material of the door itself. Kal launched himself into a heaving kick in the same spot with his metal boot and cracked it open in one go. He was in. No encounter action!
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[BOBBY-JACK JOHNSON / HP: 3 / MOVE: 3 / LUXE: 6 / CYBER: BONE LACING] The survey remote scampered back, only for it to trigger a tripwire laid by Bobby-Jack, that itself connected to a jury-rigged detonator slammed to the side of an abandoned fuel tank. The resultant explosion was mighty impressive, certainly (enough for Bobby-Jack to pose with a flame-wreathed Cancer on the background with 'Vesuvius Space: No shrimp's too big for us' plastered on it via judicious real-time editing), but it was mostly fire and flame, less so actual explosive force. Would have made for a great show against mutants but against these foes the most it achieved was removing some incidental armor plating from Cancer's extremities. Bobby-Jack sighed, too low to be picked up by the cam droids. The he turned to face one of them, speaking in conspiratorial tones. "Now, I hear some talk about a wish-list? Now I have a little something to deliver our good friend Cancer here in person", he showcased his Hyperannihilator Round (the P.A.F. logo printed on its side clearly visible of course) and gave it a light kiss, "But the time isn't quite right yet. On the meanwhile, I reckon a big guy like that could use some extra attention? Say, in the form of some passionate Orbit to Surface loving on map-Hex 00.00? Maybe some of our dear sponsors could help out with that?" "On the chance they will, I'll just back off a bit to enjoy the show. And to capture the best vid footage." Sponsors please buy me an Airstrike on Hex 00.00 Improvise: 1d6= 2 Red Barrels (Cancer, Survey Drone, Repair drones 1 and 2): 1d8= 5, 2, 2, 3 As my non-ambush action, I am Squidpacking to Hex 01.00 Theantero fucked around with this message at 15:21 on Jan 5, 2018 |
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Theantero posted:On the meanwhile, I reckon a big guy like that could use some extra attention? Say, in the form of some passionate Orbit to Surface loving on map-Hex 00.00? Maybe some of our dear sponsors could help out with that?" "Yaaaaaaay!" Lucinda selected the option to use wreckers funds, and spent Bobby-Jack's credits on his requested airstrike.
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 Rook Engineered Organisms This is Rook. In recognition of extraordinary survival skills in a Neöype, Rook will grant a boon to [Scramble]. ENjOY Do not take our boon as a sign of our favour. Only use it to grow and become more than your false flesh. REaCH Grant us your flesh to improve our crops such that we may spread your likeness across Diaspora. FLeSH flEsh FLeSh Do this for us and we will continue our association. ENjOY This was Rook. (Dropping a Drone Delivery (Unstable Mutagen) directly to Scramble. 45 Luxe cost split thus: 21 from Cryo's account, 10 from Stev, 10 from Bobby-Jack, 4 of Rook's own Luxe sponsor Bux. Don't like it? Tough, come up here and fight me! ENjOY
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1. BOBBY-JACK JOHNSON Bobby-Jack Improvises! Red Barrels Explode! Red Barrels hit Cancer for 2 damage! (46/50) Red Barrels miss Survey Drone! Red Barrels miss Repair Drone 1! Red Barrels miss Repair Drone 2! Retreats to 01.00!  Sponsors posted:Lucinda VIII Keel-Thoristew spends 50 Luxe (11 Fund, 5 Sponsor, 34 Wrecker) for an Airstrike! Targeting lock will be acquired on Sponsor Phase. 2. STEV ANSAHOK Identify Naughty/Nice Protocol Initiated! ... Naughty, naughty, Stev Ansahok! Wreckmas Pressie detonates! Stev takes 3 damage! A claymore full of coal shrapnel for your boy Stev! Taste the spirit!3. CRYO No encounter orders! 4. "MIDGE" GUREYEVITCH No encounter orders! 6. KAL RISSO No encounter orders! 9. SCRAMBLE Scramble Improvises! Exposed Conduits have no effect on Scramble! Exposed Conduits have no effect on Mutant Cortex! Exposed Conduits have no effect on Mutant Grunt 1! Exposed Conduits have no effect on Mutant Grunt 2! Exposed Conduits have no effect on Mutant Grunt 3! Exposed Conduits have no effect on Mutant Grunt 4! Mutant Cortex Enhances Mutant Grunt 1! It gains 1 Max HP and upscales its attack to 1d6! Mutant Cortex Enhances Mutant Grunt 2! It gains 1 Max HP and upscales its attack to 1d6! Mutant Cortex Enhances Mutant Grunt 3! It gains 1 Max HP and upscales its attack to 1d6! Mutant Cortex Enhances Mutant Grunt 4! It gains 1 Max HP and upscales its attack to 1d6! Mutant Grunt 1 attacks Scramble! Scramble takes no damage! Mutant Grunt 2 attacks Scramble! Scramble takes no damage! Mutant Grunt 3 misses Scramble! Mutant Grunt 4 attacks Scramble! Scramble takes no damage! Sponsors posted:Rook EngOrg spends 45 Luxe (4 Sponsor, 21 Cryo, 10 Stev, 10 Bobby-Jack) on Drone Delivery of an Unstable Mutagen! It will arrive on Sponsor Phase. Shady practices, Rev, spending one (or three, in this case) Wrecker's hard-earned Luxe on prizes for another! An entirely legal-rear end maneuver, Hazel, but the wreckers RookEngOrg just pantsed do have recourse! Litigation is merely another battlefield.quote:To take Legal Action, spend 5 Luxe on Action Phase (this consumes your action), and make a d4 attack against a Sponsor. Every 10 additonal Luxe spent (on-hand or account) upscales the die, to a max of d20. Every 5 Luxe spent by the Sponsor (from Sponsor account) downscales the die, to a minimum of d4. If you succeed on the attack, you gain Luxe equal to 5 times the Result, and an Injunction preventing that Sponsor from spending your Luxe again. If you fail the roll, the Sponsor may choose to garnish your Luxe, receiving half of all your income until the end of the map. Wreckers, take Action! Sponsor-Only Map 
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[MIDGE/ HP: 5 [RIG:2]/ MOVE: 1 [RIG:2]/ CYBER: SPINAL ANTENNA]LUXE:7 Midge unslung his medipack and deftly rummaged around in its contents to patch up what he could of Stev's wounds. Whilst the Neo-Soldat was tough, it looked like he was at his limit after that. With the Rig having caught the worst of it, he nodded at Stev's refusal and folded it back up. With some distaste, the burly wrecker claimed the Squidpack as a replacement. He was no fan of retreating, tactically or otherwise, but he could see the merit in not leaving it behind. Seeing no-one grab the EZ-snipe, he hauled it into the Enforcer cab, a little extra range was no bad thing. Looking at the rest of the slain Wrecker's legacy, "Eight-seven-seven in Stev's favour seem fair?" AJ_Impy fucked around with this message at 20:00 on Jan 6, 2018 |
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[quote="The Lord of Hats" post="479936530"] [STEV ANSAHOK / HP: 4 / MOVE: 2 / 12L, 10F / CYBER: RIG JACK /MUTATION: AMYGDALIC HYPERCEPHALY] "Thanks Midge, but I'm fine--rig took the blow for me. I mean, it's in pretty bad shape now, but what can you do? That split sounds good--I'll take whatever's in this box, you guys can split that other stuff however you want--we should call that airstrike on the vault so it lands before we get there, save some time. And now..." Stev divvied out the scrap, then turned back and opened the box, and maybe it was just tinnitus from the explosion, but he could swear he heard a chorus of angels. Slowly, reverently, he lifted it out. Looting the Box!: 2#1d20 18 9 A K-Hammer. A tuned K-Hammer. He hefted its weight, testing it, then after a moment's thought, attached his scope. There. Perfection. "I don't know about you guys, but I'm ready to smash a goddamn vault!" Looting the box, grabbing a Tuned K-Hammer instead of another rifle. Looting the Luxe and dividing it for 8 to Stev, 7 each to Cryo and Midge
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Name: Kal Risso, Newtype HP: 2/5 Move: 3 Luxe: 35 Fuel: 00 Rad Innoculation: 2 Loadout: Squidpack, Patient Zero, Brachial Spurs, Nuclear Reservoir: 1 With a final shove and the grinding squeal of rusty metal hinges, Kal Risso heaved open the busted hatch and took a look inside. The ship captain's quarters were practically unblemished, if a little dusty. There was a bed, clean water supplies, emergency rations... a disintegrated skeleton with an ancient pistol in its hand... It was the perfect hideaway for the night! Better yet, there was an unopened safe still sitting intact inside the captain's bedroom. Who know what kinds of goods he'd find once he'd cracked open that safe's lock? Kal Risso salvages! Rich Salvage x2: 6d6 12 Kal Risso spread his newfound riches all over the captain's untouched bed and rolled around in them with unrestrained glee. He stretched his aching limbs and yawned as he pulled his boots off. He planned on taking just a quick cat-nap in the captain's bed among the captain's most precious goods. Visions of sniper rifles danced in his head as Kal Risso flooded his brain with melatonin compounds to help him better sleep through the night. In the morning there'd be a present waiting for him. e: wrong roll! Lux Anima fucked around with this message at 23:26 on Jan 22, 2018 |
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[CRYO / HP: 3 [RIG: 2] / MOVE: 2 / FUEL: 5 / LUXE: 18 / CYBER: SPINAL ANTENNA] Oh hohoho now this is a real weapon. Nothing, however, was quite as dangerous as a Titanian law firm on retainer... Spending 25 luxe from my account to roll 1d8 and litigate against Rook: 1d8 7
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[SCRAMBLE / HP: 2/ MOVE: 1 / CHITINOUS CARAPACE / REGENERATION] 2 luxe Scramble cackles as she reads the message. She had heard of Rook of course and this move was very like them. It was a bonus to her yes, but not without repercussions. The wreckers Rook had appropriated funds from would be looking to collect. The boon fosters competition, competition fosters evolution, evolution pleases Rook. Well, vengeful wreckers were a secondary concern. First she had to clear these gene wastes off her presents. Ambush
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Dear Mecha-Santa, I have been a very good Wrecker this year. I have killed many rigs and muties, and I have been nice to all my friends. For Wreckmas I would like: 1. A cyber-pony 2. A squidpack, just like Bobby-Jack's! 3. All the unstable mutagens you can make, I m̴us͡t͘ c̼̝͎̱ͅ0̴̰̫n͎̪̖s̥̼̱̬̦u͉͓͚͡ͅM̳̙̮͘ḛ̗, G̓̊̐͒̌͒ͮͭ͐҉̢̯̰̖̞̙̫ͅr̸̨͍͖͚̫̘̭̬̓͒̂̈̄͒̈́͠0̫̪ͩ͆W̸̢̝̱͓̠̓ͭ̌̊ Thank you very very much and I hope you crush that dumb union the elves are talking about, Cryo Age 34
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Boss: 3066-B Cancer (46/50) Cancer deployes Repair Remote! Repair Remote 1 restores 1 HP to Cancer! (47/50) Repair Remote 2 restores 1 HP to Cancer! (48/50) Repair Remote 3 restores 1 HP to Cancer! (49/50) 1. BOBBY-JACK JOHNSON Ambush prepared! 2. STEV ANSAHOK  Tuned K-Hammer acquired! 8 Luxe acquired! 3. CRYO Dr. Stinger acquired! Optiscope acquired! Strike Beacon Acquired! 7 Luxe acquired! Cryo spends 25 Luxe from her account to take Legal Action! Legal Action posted:Processing Verdict... 4. "MIDGE" GUREYEVITCH EZ-Snipe acquired! Squidpack acquired! 7 Luxe acquired! Salvaged for 4 Luxe! 6. KAL RISSO Salvages for 23 Luxe! 9. SCRAMBLE Ambush prepared! All Clear!   While Johnson continues his deadly dance with Cancer, the Wrecking Crew down south is solidifying their material advantage. Risso and Scramble are still wildcards. While Johnson's dancing, Cancer is doing a good job curing itself!AIRSTRIKE posted:
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Sponsors posted:The following Sponsors receive a 5 Luxe stipend for activity this round: Accounts posted:Wrecker Account stands are as follows:  Sponsor-Only Map 
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[MIDGE/ HP: 5 [RIG:2]/ MOVE: 1 [RIG:2]/ CYBER: SPINAL ANTENNA]LUXE:16 He chucked a couple of Luxe, one to each of the others, from his own searching, and nodded. "Sure, sounds like a plan to me." Head between the wrecks, 05:08, and give 1 Luxe each to Stev and Cryo.
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Name: Kal Risso, Newtype HP: 2/5 Move: 3 Luxe: 47 Fuel: 00 Rad Innoculation: 2 Loadout: Squidpack, DPM Rifle, Patient Zero, Brachial Spurs, Nuclear Reservoir: 1 When Kal Risso woke in the morning he was immediately seized with a rush of excitement. He pulled on his boots and bounded out of the hatch from the captain's quarters and through the halls to the megatanker's main deck. Just outside the exit, as though sitting on his very doorstep, was a box labelled with the distinctively utilitarian markings of Pertinax Ammo Fabrication Systems. Ah, it had arrived! Kal tore into the grey fibercard packaging with a reckless zeal, a smile spreading across his unmasked face. It had arrived: the DPM Rifle he'd always wanted! Now Kal could hunt down his targets from afar instead of always feeling like he was the hunted one. Once he'd gotten through the manual and re-assembled all the modular components piecemeal, Kal took a practice shot at a piece of scrap jutting out from the water some several clicks away. He muttered to himself, readjusted the wind settings, fired once again, nodded slightly, and then slung the rifle over his shoulder before setting off for yet another day as a surviving participant in the Wrecking Crew. 14.02 -> 13.01 -> 12.01 Lux Anima fucked around with this message at 23:27 on Jan 22, 2018 |
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[BOBBY-JACK JOHNSON / HP: 3 / MOVE: 3 / LUXE: 6 / CYBER: BONE LACING] Bobby-Jack whistled in slightly fearful admiration. "Seems like Lucinda doesn't play around when it comes to groundside devastation", he lifted a finger and looked directly into a camera, "Here's a piece of tactical advice for all you pre-conscriptee age kids watching: even if your nest is really good and you went to effort to make it all cozy-like, it's still better to abandon it than to get bombed. This will be on the test, the test being you chased by ravenous Ice Raiders in the midst of strategic bombing runs across the surface of Ganymede", he tapped his temple with an index finger, "So better heed it well, you hear?" With that, Bobby-Jack took his things and chose to relocate. Abandoning ambush position, moving to Hex 01.01.
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1. BOBBY-JACK JOHNSON Moves to 01.01!  Survey Remote surfaces! 2. STEV ANSAHOK Moves to 05.08!   1 Luxe received! Mutant Stalker appears! Deranged Aeropath eyes Cryo's Strike Beacon hungrily, and attacks! 3. CRYO Moves to 05.08! 1 Luxe received! Mutant Stalker appears! Deranged Aeropath eyes Cryo's Strike Beacon hungrily, and attacks! 4. "MIDGE" GUREYEVITCH Moves to 05.08! Mutant Stalker appears! Deranged Aeropath eyes Cryo's Strike Beacon hungrily, and attacks! 6. KAL RISSO Moves to 12.01!   Code Infraction detected in vicinity...initializing chronal reconciliation protocol F93!9. SCRAMBLE No movement order. Sponsor-Only Map 
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[STEV ANSAHOK / HP: 4 / MOVE: 2 / 20L, 10F->8F / CYBER: RIG JACK /MUTATION: AMYGDALIC HYPERCEPHALY] RIG HP: 1/6 "Hey!" Stev yelled as the... seriously, what was that guy's deal? Some kind of samurai or something? What the heck did he think he was doing? Anyways, he was clearly going for the Strike Beacon, which... well, they might not end up using it, but it sure as hell didn't belong to that rear end in a top hat. "Eat hammer!" he shouted as he swung his weapon directly into the man's face. Wow. People really weren't built to stand up to that kind of force, were they? Smoosh That Rust Samurai: 1d10 10 The Lord of Hats fucked around with this message at 04:15 on Jan 8, 2018 |
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[SCRAMBLE / HP: 2/ MOVE: 1 / CHITINOUS CARAPACE / REGENERATION] 2 luxe Scamble starts to feel that she really should just be shotgunning dudes, and helix be drat how long that takes. Either the hordes will break or she will. Attack: 1d12 10 2 damage to the Cortex
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Name: Kal Risso, Newtype HP: 2/5 Move: 3 Luxe: 47 Fuel: 00 Rad Innoculation: 2 Loadout: Squidpack, DPM Rifle, Patient Zero, Brachial Spurs, Nuclear Reservoir: 1 Kal Risso was lining up his shot onto the cockpit of the solitary Gamma Enforcer when an honest-to-gods-be-damned time cop suddenly burst into view within his sight's crosshairs in some kind of man-sized tesseract. Holy Frijoles! Kal blinked repeatedly to reboot his digi-contacts' mainframes in case they were on the fritz, and - that wasn't just the spice talking! That was the real deal - a Continuity Ranger - what were they doing here? The Ranger spoke to himself in a sonorous monotone: Continuity Ranger posted:
The anachronistic antagonist seemed to be searching for someone specific to deliver to chrono-justice. Kal Risso followed his instincts when it came to authority figures suddenly appearing from interdimensional rifts and ducked for cover. Better to avoid this guy entirely... Who knows, maybe the time-traveler will leave this location on his own accord? Kal Risso retreats using his Squidpack! 12.01 -> 12.00 Lux Anima fucked around with this message at 23:27 on Jan 22, 2018 |
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Jan 8, 2018 07:28
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[BOBBY-JACK JOHNSON / HP: 3 / MOVE: 3 / LUXE: 6 / CYBER: BONE LACING] Bobby-Jack could hear the telltale grunts of the mutants, and the soft whirring of the survey remote's drill arms behind him as he sprinted out of the danger zone, reacting in no way in particular expect by releasing yet another inky cloud and trying to get his legs to move even faster. Squidpacking to Hex 01.02.
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[MIDGE/ HP: 5 [RIG:2]/ MOVE: 1 [RIG:2]/ CYBER: SPINAL ANTENNA]LUXE:16 He weighed up their options, with the Aeropath in particular looking dangerous. Still, his shotgun had enough spread and coverage to force both the mutie and the tech-guy to keep their heads down, which should free up Cryo to stick a scoped Stinger shot through the remaining target. Laying down suppression fire
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