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Jul 17, 2009


MAGE CURES PLOT


harm 0:00 hunger 3:00 | XP 2/5
Armor systems// armor 2 damage 0:00 charge 3:00 ammo 3:00// 1-resupply


I follow along with Profit.

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Mr. Prokosch
Feb 14, 2012

Behold My Magnificence!


Petrescu

You take stock of your situation, and your tools, all of them. At this point there aren't many smokes left, but you saved a few and you have your father's lucky lighter. He had a story once of how it saved his life. Maybe it will save yours too. It's real hard to get your bearings in this cave, but the air isn't too stale. There must be a draft. The flickering flame shows you the way. If you follow the drafts you're sure you can get out. But the light also reveals more of that blue stuff in the air, it might be the moss? It shies away from the fire, but it's swirling thickly at the edge of the light.

What do you do?

Tricky
Jun 12, 2007

after a great meal i like to lie on the ground and feel like garbage




Cool +1 | Hard +2 | Hot -1 | Sharp +1 | Weird +2
Harm: 3:00 | Experience: ○○○○○» | 6-barter

Alright, alright. Play it cool, Reine. Nobody needs to be chunky salsa... well, except that gently caress Leroy. He's in for a world of pain once I figure out where he is. I hold Jenkins tight, mostly so he doesn't make a run for it and kick off the shooting, but a little bit so he can serve as a human shield. These fuckers are all sorts of crazy and, y'know, a shotgun blast probably won't do much more than make me angry... but have you ever gotten shot? I sure haven't. God willing I'll keep it that way.

As I hold Jenkins, I say, "C'mon, Leroy, the jig is up. You can make this easy on all of us, or you can loving answer to Profit when I let her in on where you're holding one of her Shrikes. Give me Jen, I'll leave Jenkins with you, and you get a head start before Profit's on your rear end. Best offer you're gonna get, I guarantee it."

Now, I'm maybe a little crazy, but not crazy enough to think he'll serious go for it. Nah. What I'm waiting for is him to slip up. If I figure out where he is... man, the dude's hosed every which way. I got a glorified box-cutter, sure, but with all the mess in here and the dark? He won't be able to get a bead on me before I get on him.

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SidekickBOT - Today at 8:50 PM
@Spc. Reine (Tricky): 2d6+1 Read a sitch = (6+4)+1 = 11

What's my enemy's true position? What should I be on the lookout for? What's the best way past [Leroy]?

Platonicsolid
Nov 17, 2008




Cool: +3 | Hard 0 | Hot +1 | Sharp +1 | Weird -1

No weapons. The gently caress?

"The gently caress?" I say, without quite intending to. God drat do I not have patience for this bullshit. Been, Profit, now Zee. Did everybody forget who the enemy was? "Zee," I say over the radio, "I don't give two shits about whatever personal crap you're up to. I've got bugs to murder, and they were behaving strange in that fight. Not normal swarming. Thought they were actually chasing Sideways, like he's pissed them off. Want you to do your psych stuff on some of the dead bugs, see if we can learn anything."

Most important thing in a fight is information - where the enemy is, what their intention is, their goals...


SidekickBOT - Today at 9:06 AM
@Casino (Platonicsolid): 2d6+1 Read a Person (Zee) = (5+5)+1 = 11
Holding 3, spending 1 to ask how I can get your character onboard with intel gathering.

quiggy
Aug 7, 2010

[in Russian] Oof.





Cool+1 | Hard=0 | Hot+1 | Sharp-1 | Weird+2
Harm: 0:00 | 1-armor | 4-barter | 2/5 XP

Ah, I get it. Casino has seen what I've seen, at least on some fractional level. Probably still hasn't grasped the full magnitude of it. I take a deep breath and speak through the radio again.

"Look, Casino. poo poo's bad. I know poo poo is bad. I've seen it, no no, I've seen it. I'll come and read a bug if you want me to, but... brass thinks I'm a problem. I'm not, truly and honestly, I want to survive same as you all. I need two promises, ok?"

"First promise: tell me where to meet you, and I'll be there. No funny business. You gently caress with me, this working relationship is over, you hear me? You don't need to join my crew, but you need to prove to me that you're not an enemy. And you can do that with the second promise. No. Weapons."

Casino: the best way to get Zee onboard with your plan is exactly what she says. Don't gently caress with her.

PoultryGeist
Feb 26, 2013

Crystals?

Sideways

poo poo. I come up with a masterful plan to muddy the waters enough to not get shot and the Major just... moves on. Ordinarily I'd take the win and scurry back to the Motor Pool, but it sounds like the Major has A Plan. And maybe someone should be there that can fill Zee in on the deets. From a respectable distance.

Which is why Thumper and I are bringing up the rear of Major Profit's convoy back to Command. Ears up and ready to peel out, as whatever's going on can still go south.

Shogeton
Apr 26, 2007

"Little by little the old world crumbled, and not once did the king imagine that some of the pieces might fall on him"


Cool: 0 Hard: +1 Hot: +2 Sharp: +1 Weird -1
XP: 4

Alright, a draft. At least I might be able to get out of this drat tunnel. What the hell is up with that blue moss. It kinda looks what got to me in the first place. Some kind of drugging. Or is Zee behind this? Is this perhaps how she does mind control? gently caress, none of this makes sense. How the hell did I get removed from all the other soldiers, and if this affected everyone, how are none of them nearby. gently caress it, all of this is clearly above my paygrade. I just gotta focus on returning to base. I start walking in the direction the draft is coming from, letting the lighter guide me. Not really stealthy, but I'm not sure I'll outstealth these bugs, and without it, I might well miss some tunnel out of here and get completely lost. I try to carve in the wall whenever I come to any kind of crossing, just so I can tell which way I've been going.

@Sgt. Vasile Petrescu (Shogeton): 2d6 Act Under Fire = (6+6) = 12

Shogeton fucked around with this message at Jan 19, 2018 around 23:06

Mr. Prokosch
Feb 14, 2012

Behold My Magnificence!


Reine

The darkness doesn't matter to you, as soon as he speaks you can locate him. Leroy is kneeling in a pitch dark side office, using the desk as a stand for his rifle. He can shoot through the window at you, but he doesn't have a bead, instead he's holding a little box in his off hand. So what's with the chunky salsa comment? And both of you? All the computers here are shut down, but you can feel a low buzz of electricity. You think he set up some explosives with a remote detonator. For the first time since your pipe adventure you also take stock of yourself. People aren't usually so aggressive when a pretty and non-threatening girl stumbles somewhere she shouldn't be. But your clothes are torn to poo poo, you've got this weird mix of slime and blood on you, you look like something from a horror movie. So Leroy will not fall for a nice girl act and he thinks he has the upper hand for threats. But, Jenkins is his friend so he's going to hesitate to push that button. Come at him fast and get close so he can't use the explosives, use the darkness and cubicles to avoid fire, then tear him apart in hand to hand.

What do you do?

Petrescu

It isn't far at all. You make your way to the draft and use your rifle as a lever to open the whole. You pop out... In your garden? An easy exit point since the gardeners have been digging and tilling here. But that means these tunnels run under the base and if you fell into them from the battlefield they probably run back through the jungle. This is a way past the Line. When humans fights bugs in a field with discipline and ranged firepower it's an easy win. But if they attacked at night, from the garden, with the way discipline has deteriorated? It would be a slaughter.

What do you do?

Comrade Gorbash
Jul 12, 2011

MY PAPER SOLDIERS
FORM A WALL
FIVE PACES THICK AND
TWICE AS TALL



Cool+1 Hard+2 Hot=0 Sharp+1 Weird-1 | 0:00 Harm | 2-Armor | XP ●●●○○» | 0-Barter
RLS-4B Dagger Speed+1 Handling=0 Massive=0 0-armor | Shrikes 3-harm gang medium savage 1-armor


I dismount my speeder and walk up to the door of Huan's bunker. I look around, find the intercom button, press it. "Major Huan. This is Profit. We need to speak. Now."

Mr. Prokosch
Feb 14, 2012

Behold My Magnificence!


Profit

"The Major is indisposed, can you leave a..."

The first voice in interrupted by a slurred baritone, someone has been drinking:

"Ahhh... Yes. Of course. You must suspect. Yes, we must protect what is most precious, and what is more precious than our own bodily fluids? Tainted. Corrupted. We are the walking dead. Our only task left is to spite our killers. You have done well Major, such courage, such spirit, such stubborn refusal to see the truth. You are a good soldier. They will surely lay a purple heart on your grave. Glory to Humanity!"

Mr. Prokosch fucked around with this message at Jan 21, 2018 around 07:04

Error 404
Jul 17, 2009


MAGE CURES PLOT


harm 0:00 hunger 3:00 | XP 2/5
Armor systems// armor 2 damage 0:00 charge 3:00 ammo 3:00// 1-resupply


I step forward and catch the Major's eye, asking quietly:
"You want me to -open- that door, ma'am?"

Tricky
Jun 12, 2007

after a great meal i like to lie on the ground and feel like garbage




Cool +1 | Hard +2 | Hot -1 | Sharp +1 | Weird +2
Harm: 3:00 | Experience: ●○○○○» | 6-barter

It's pretty drat clear that Leroy is crazy, but the bad kind of crazy. The kind of crazy where he's got the place rigged to blow and a hell of a lot of gun on his side. Alright, okay, I can make this work. Jenkins is going to be my ticket in. I'm fast as hell, and with the moment of hesitation that Jenkins is gonna get me... I can make this work. Working things down to hand-to-hand is going to hurt a lot less than charging in through a hail of gunfire. I already look like someone tried to throw me in a blender — gotta find a towel or something, get that goo off before I head back out... — and I doubt that Leroy's prep would do anything to help my complexion.

I take a deep breath, then burst into action. I can feel the electricity humming. The detonators... lining the approach. Gotta be. I twist Jenkin's arm behind his back and push him forward like a battering ram. I just gotta clear the killzone before Leroy decides that he's more important than his buddy. I can do! I know it!

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SidekickBOT - Yesterday at 2:53 PM
@Spc. Reine (Tricky): 2d6+2 Act Under Fire (to close to Hand-to-Hand) = (2+3)+2 = 7

Needed to choose between eating some explosions or sacrificing Jenkins as a human shield. RIP Jenkins.

...Unfortunately, Jenkins decides to be difficult. It's like trying to wrangle a loving cat. He zigs and zags before I tug him back into position, but it's long enough that I can feel him push the button. drat good thing I had Jenkins between me and the killzone. The shrapnel drat near tears him apart, but I make it through without much more than a bit of splatter. And, really, given how much goop I've already got on me, nobody's gonna notice. Still, despite that little bit of unfortunate business, I'm through and into the cubicles.

And now? Now Leroy is hosed. The plasma edge heats up, leaving a glowing trail as I cut through the dark office, and I go to work.

quote:

SidekickBOT - Today at 9:46 PM
@Spc. Reine (Tricky): 2d6+2 Assault a Secure Position (SBF) = (1+4)+2 = 7

+1 choice from inhuman strength/speed. Inflicting terrible harm (4-harm inflicted), suffering little harm (-1 taken), and taking undeniable/definite control of the office.

Comrade Gorbash
Jul 12, 2011

MY PAPER SOLDIERS
FORM A WALL
FIVE PACES THICK AND
TWICE AS TALL



Cool+1 Hard+2 Hot=0 Sharp+1 Weird-1 | 0:00 Harm | 2-Armor | XP ●●●○○» | 0-Barter
RLS-4B Dagger Speed+1 Handling=0 Massive=0 0-armor | Shrikes 3-harm gang medium savage 1-armor


I hold up a finger to Aboah - one moment - and jam the intercom button down again. This time I don't bother keeping my voice down. I want everyone around to hear this. "Huan, and whoever the hell is playing secretary in there. I'm coming in to talk, and it's happening now. I don't give a poo poo how drunk he is. Pop this hatch."

@Profit (Comrade Gorbash): 2d6 Manipulate = (3+1) = 4

Platonicsolid
Nov 17, 2008




Cool: +3 | Hard 0 | Hot +1 | Sharp +1 | Weird -1

"Lot of poo poo's going wrong here, Zee. You might get hosed with, won't be by me," I say. Last thing I need is having to play tapdance with a pissed off psychic while bugs try to eat me. No weapons...that's tougher. "Not sure you'd want me unarmed if things go to poo poo," I say. "Tell you what, I'll give you my rifle, but you have to bring it along, give it back if we need it."

quiggy
Aug 7, 2010

[in Russian] Oof.





Cool+1 | Hard=0 | Hot+1 | Sharp-1 | Weird+2
Harm: 0:00 | 1-armor | 4-barter | 2/5 XP

I think for a second, but to be honest my initial suspicion that this is a trap is fading away. At the very worst, if it is a trap, my crew outnumber one single soldier, no matter how good she is.

I hold the radio back up to my mouth. "Alright you have yourself a deal. Name a place and I'll be there."

Mr. Prokosch
Feb 14, 2012

Behold My Magnificence!


Reine

Leroy and Jenkins are dead. You can see Jen strapped to a medical gurney, she has a gag but she saw and heard most of what went down. She's struggling against her bonds.

That explosion was loving loud, it won't have gone unnoticed.

What do you do?

Profit, Aboah, Sideways

"Is that an order I hear? It seems you are ready. Thank you. I see Aboah on the cam. Perhaps you can each carry half of my burden. Aboah, as the last living man, it seems right that you should hold my secrets. Major, to you I give up my charge of our denouement... I formally relinquish command to you. May your next life be filled with beauty."

You hear a scream, two gunshots, and then the cackle of a blaze.

Aboah

You receive a transmission from Major Huan. It appears he lead a unit into Lifelabs early in the conflict. The report is too detailed to do anything but skim at the moment, but it indicates that they were researching a way to bond humans with some kind of locally discovered substance that would boost cellular regeneration to an absurd degree. So long as the host was regularly stimulated with high density electrons they would be effectively immortal.

They also seemed to become mentally unstable and developed psychic capabilities. The first test subjects revolted, killing the scientists and escaping into the jungle. The first military actions on this planet were to hunt them down, but they somehow subverted the dangerous but disorganized wildlife into an army to protect themselves.

Major Huan was under strict orders to secretly recover key data and materials to continue the research, the same data and materials you are supposed to recover. But his unit turned on itself as soon as they reached the facility. Men he had known and trusted for years became monsters, spread confusion, and systematically murdered their friends.

Huan sent a report on the incident to high command. In that report, he recommended that all communication be cut off from the planet and no one be allowed to leave until a cure or test could be established. High command listened.

Major Huan effectively stranded every soldier on New Eden.

-
Casino, Zee

Meet up and say what you have to say, but in the distance you hear an explosion. Came from around the abandoned TacSim offices.

Mr. Prokosch fucked around with this message at Jan 22, 2018 around 20:57

Comrade Gorbash
Jul 12, 2011

MY PAPER SOLDIERS
FORM A WALL
FIVE PACES THICK AND
TWICE AS TALL



Cool+1 Hard+2 Hot=0 Sharp+1 Weird-1 | 0:00 Harm | 2-Armor | XP ●●●○○» | 0-Barter
RLS-4B Dagger Speed+1 Handling=0 Massive=0 0-armor | Shrikes 3-harm gang medium savage 1-armor


Of all the things I had considered, this was not one of them. "Huan! Goddammit - Aboah, open this loving door!" I turn back to the train of troops that have been following along. "Petrescu! Where the gently caress is Petrescu?" The sergeant doesn't appear, and all I get back are confused looks and shrugs. We've managed to misplace the man somewhere between here and the armoy. "God loving dammit! Doc, Fang, on me, now." The two medicos are still here at least. I'm only totally hosed, not irrevocably.

Error 404
Jul 17, 2009


MAGE CURES PLOT


harm 0:00 hunger 3:00 | XP 2/5
Armor systems// armor 2 damage 0:00 charge 6:00 ammo 3:00// 1-resupply


"Yes, ma'am!"
I amp up my suit servos, and throw the entire weight of my armor against the door, my boots pushing furrows into the ground as the metal squeals and begins to give way...
Force an Entrance 6
On a miss, mark 1 charge countdown segment, and you’re hung up somewhere midroute or on some difficult threshold.

Mr. Prokosch
Feb 14, 2012

Behold My Magnificence!


Aboah

You slam into the door with full boosters once, twice, third times the charge. On the last hit the door gives way too easily and he goes flying across Central Command, smashing into a computer bank that's in the middle self destructing through a current overload. Electricity arcs throug the suit, overwhelming its capacitors and grounding.

Your suit takes 4 harm! (-2 for armor, 1 blows through to you). You smell burning rubber as your screens flicker and die, leaving you blind in the middle of an inferno!

What do you do?

Profit

Aboah blasts through the door and a backdraft from the blaze bathes everyone in intense heat. It would take nerves of steel to rush in there. You spot him on the other side of the room, his suit frying in an electrical storm. The Major is clearly dead, he shot himself in the head. His secretary is struggling on the ground though, looks like he was shot but not killed. Seems Huan didn't want you to get at something he knew, since the room is in full scuttle mode. But there's likely still valuable intel that hasn't been scrubbed yet.

What do you do?

Error 404
Jul 17, 2009


MAGE CURES PLOT


harm 0:00 hunger 3:00 | XP 2/5
Armor systems// armor 2 damage 10:00 charge 6:00 ammo 3:00// 1-resupply


As my HUD flickers and I'm left in the dark, I smell burnt plastic and ozone, gently caress. short circuit. I feel fine though, so whatever it was I took it on the armor, like I'm supposed to.

"ok, my HUD's out, but my comms are still up, can somebody talk me out of here? I'm gonna need to hit the shop after this."

harm 4

Tricky
Jun 12, 2007

after a great meal i like to lie on the ground and feel like garbage




Cool +1 | Hard +2 | Hot -1 | Sharp +1 | Weird +2
Harm: 3:00 | Experience: ●●○○○» | 6-barter

I let out a satisfied sigh as I drop Leroy's head to the floor. Man, this adrenaline stuff, the whole combat high, is wild. No wonder the Shrikes were like how they were. Maybe I can ride along next time they go on patrol. I mean, really, I'm already part of the extended family. Jen and Ivan are cool, or will be, and Profit's gotta be happy with me getting them back for her. Safe and sound, hell, better than ever! Pity about Tex, but that wasn't my fault.

Stripping out of my now-ruined uniform, I start pulling Leroy's off of his headless corpse. I figure I grab his gun, no use letting something like that sit in the dark, and his clothes are way less messed up than mine. As I sop up the worst of the goo and blood caking me with the last clean bits of my jacket, about to change into Leroy's kit, I hear Jen still struggling against her bonds. Oh, right. I should probably do something about that.

I don't know if I'm just getting more in tune with all this craziness or if I'm hallucinating, but it looks like she's got all these little tendrils of Light branching out of her head. They look angry and sad and... scared, maybe? I don't want to deal with another Jenkins when I let her out. I pull on the Light, straightening all those sad-looking branches out, and make my way over to her on the table. I say, "Shhh, don't worry, Jen! I'm here to help. I already rescued Ivan. Sorry about Tex, but..." I shake my head, then run my hand across her cheek. "Well, you're fine. That's good. I'm going to untie you, but I need you to be nice and calm and quiet. Can you do that for me...?"

Taking whatever Leroy had that's worth taking, figure Jenkin's stuff is a loss after getting exploded.

quote:

SidekickBOT - Today at 2:27 PM
@Spc. Reine (Tricky): 2d6+2 Unnatural Lust Transfixion = (4+4)+2 = 10

Using spooky brainer techniques to seduce Jen and get her to calm down.

Shogeton
Apr 26, 2007

"Little by little the old world crumbled, and not once did the king imagine that some of the pieces might fall on him"


Cool: 0 Hard: +1 Hot: +2 Sharp: +1 Weird -1
XP: 4

poo poo, poo poo, poo poo. Good news, I'm back at the base. Bad news, there's a goddamn tunnel that goes straight into our garden. Which is double bad, because even fixing that is gonna wreak havoc on our food supply. And who knows whether this is the only exit? But how... who put me here? Without any kind of watch over him, pretty close to the exit? He was unsure of whether this was the action of an enemy, an ally or something else. Kidnap a soldier only to alert him to a massive security breach and let him escape? What the hell was going on? gently caress it, this is above my paygrade. I need to report this. Now.

I run towards the command bunker, where Major Profit was likely going to? If my clock is right, I shouldn't have lost too much time. poo poo, what the hell is going on there?

Arriving near the command bunker if that's possible, though I don't know how you see the timeframes?

Platonicsolid
Nov 17, 2008




Cool: +3 | Hard 0 | Hot +1 | Sharp +1 | Weird -1

When Zee emerges I hold out my rifle and turn it over. The magazines are in my belt, and I've still got my sidearm. I'll turn it over if she asks. "Back up at the skirmish site," I say, starting the hike without any further fanfare. Act confident, treat everything as normal. Why wouldn't I? We're all on happy happy team human here.

"Like I said, couple of us noticed the bugs really had it in for sideways. Usually they go after the closest warm target. Not this time. Hoping you can pick up residual psych stuff off the corpses." They do it in the vids, at least, and even if it's mostly propaganda, should be something to it.

Just as we're getting to the site, I hear the explosion. "Oh gently caress me," I hiss. It looks like it came from the old tactical offices.

"You probably want to give me that rifle back, "I tell Zee.

Comrade Gorbash
Jul 12, 2011

MY PAPER SOLDIERS
FORM A WALL
FIVE PACES THICK AND
TWICE AS TALL



Cool+1 Hard+2 Hot=0 Sharp+1 Weird-1 | 0:00 Harm | 2-Armor | XP ●●●●○» | 0-Barter
RLS-4B Dagger Speed+1 Handling=0 Massive=0 0-armor | Shrikes 3-harm gang medium savage 1-armor


"Get that man out of there!" I snap at the medics, pointing to the downed secretary as I move in myself. I need to know what Huan knew. It might well decide who lives and who dies on this hell hole. So I push into the flames, intent on grabbing some intel before it all goes up in smoke.

@Profit (Comrade Gorbash): 2d6+1 Do Somehting Under Fire = (5+2)+1 = 8

SidekickBOT - Today at 10:38 PM
@Profit (Comrade Gorbash): 2d6+2 Pack Alpha = (3+1)+2 = 6

PoultryGeist
Feb 26, 2013

Crystals?


Hard =0 | Cool +2 | Hot +1 | Sharp +1 | Weird -1
Barter=4 | Harm=3:00 | XP ●●●○○»

As soon as I see the backdraft shoot out the door I’m up and out of Thumper, my brain taking shotgun to a dome-dweller’s instinctual fear of fire in enclosed spaces. I see the Major rallying the Shrikes to do what they can, but its happening too slowly. I start grabbing at anyone in the vicinity, babbling in a mixture of Anglic and Lojban, trying desperately to get them moving faster
SidekickBOT - Today at 10:44 PM
@PFC 'Sideways' Thompson (PG): 2d6-1 Helping the Major by Yelling Alot = (3+1)-1 = 3

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quiggy
Aug 7, 2010

[in Russian] Oof.





Cool+1 | Hard=0 | Hot+1 | Sharp-1 | Weird+2
Harm: 0:00 | 1-armor | 4-barter | 3/5 XP

An explosion? Ok yeah Casino can have her gun. "Yeaaaah alright here you go. No funny business, deal?"

I look down at the bug corpse. It's a gross thing, and I haven't seen one this fresh since... ever. Back offworld they'd bring corpses to use and make us practice our probing, but this is something else entirely. This thing might technically be dead, but its psychic energy is still just as alive as ever. This could go very, very bad.

"Stand back!" I bark at my followers. I could have them link up like before and probe that way, but if this goes wrong, the last thing I need is a dozen fried cultists. Better just to risk myself.

I plant my hands firmly on the bug's head, close my eyes, and reach...

[11:26 AM] BOTSidekick: @Zee (quiggy): 2d6+2 Open Your Brain = (6+5)+2 = 13

Highlighted stat, marking XP.

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