Adrian smirks, "Fair enough, name's Adrian by the way. Last I checked I wasn't dead but after listening to you guys I'm beginning to wonder."
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Zen VulgarityWhat a lovely day for teaSecret British ThreadRegistered Userregular
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"Paul Rifkin, Esquire." He shook Adrian's hand by reaching his hand behind him, paying attention to his immediate area.
"Well, we're going to have a hell of a time getting out without hitting a security checkpoint. I wonder if there's anything the guy scurrying off left behind."
Bo sighs and makes sure his gown is covering everything. "I would prefer to work my way up the civilized ladder. First some pants, then a drink, then we can worry about guns. But hell, before that, did you boys figure out how to get the door open yet?"
He looks over the door holding them inside, "You think me and hot seat back there could pry it open?"
Paul finds a few pens, some sheets of paper, general sort of office supply shit in the drawers of the desk the computer is on. Nothing else.
The room is actually very barren, outside of the pods and the computer there's really nothing in here.
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"Look, ladies and gents." Paul moved over to the door. "We ain't going to get very far sitting around here for much longer. I doubt there are going to be any more reasons here. So, we should probably get the hell out of here and figure there may be other of us looking to do the same. They may also be righteously pissed or nuts, I figure."
"Can anyone think of anything else around here that isn't disgusting but useful?"
He looked to Bo, motioning to the handle. "I figure this would open it. But if you think you can open it without bringing the police in here, I think that might be preferable."
Moose, you and one other person can make an Athletics + Strength check to try to pry the door open. You don't have much in the way of a pry bar, but you can try to brute force it.
"Well, we don't know that these guys are... evil or anything, right? Like, not for sure? 'Cause they did heal us or whatever, and, maybe they'd be happy to see we were awake?"
"I'm all out of ideas, I'm going to pull that lever. Maybe security can answer a few questions. I'm a Federal Agent." Jack says, leaving out the 'of the National Park Service' part of his title. Getting up out of the chair, Jack grabs a stapler out of the mess of office supplies, and uses it to smash the glass around the lever.
"Well, I look at this way. We pull the lever, the police definitely come. We open the doors and they just might come." He turns to nod at Esmer, "And hopefully, if this ain't a actual devil corporation, they wont shoot us."
He takes up a position at the door, "One you boys want to help me with this?
The scene they see... well, it's a scene. It is quite... a scene.
Blood everywhere. There's bullet holes and huge... claw... marks on the walls here and there. Some of the other "Live Asset" labs have their doors open.
The hallway was the scene of some horrific battle, and it left casualties.
Four bodies are strewn about the hallway. Wait, no, three bodies. Those two pieces came from the same guy.
Two of them are dressed in black fatigues, and have body armor (although the body armor is basically worthless now, having been shredded to pieces).
Submachineguns lie next to their bodies, and one of them still has a pistol strapped to his thigh (His thigh, and the rest of that leg, is on the other side of the hallway from the rest of him, however).
The third body? It's dressed like a scientist. Labcoat, teal scrubs underneath, and a horrible monster gnawing on his throat.
What's the monster look like? Well, they say a picture is worth a thousand words, so here's about 1k:
The creature looks up at you. It howls and gets up to lunge.
Quickly assessing the situation, his brain racked up a bunch of different possibilities for outcomes for what to do. The one thing he could come up with in time:
"WE FOUND THE SECURITY! LET'S GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE!'
Paul notices that the claw swipes on the wall, and the damage to the vests of the security guys, just could not have been done by this thing.
Sure, it's big, and has claws, but something bigger and with bigger claws was the one that did this damage. Whatever that was, it's not here right now.
Thinking back on the map, Paul realizes that they are in the hallway outside R7, and that the doors to R2, R3, and R4 are open.
Also, he notices that the pry job that was done on the sliding doors to R7 knocked them off the tracks, and now it will be near impossible to close the door with any sort of promptness.
Zen, that did not take up your action, you can still do something.
Bo looks at the door, realizing that they have broken the one thing keeping them safe from ... it. Cursing under his breath he leaps towards one of the submachine guns and prays that the thing still has ammo in it.
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"Doors are fucked! I'd suggest the folks who can use a gun try to get one! I highly suggest we try to get the fuck out of here, grab their keys, and get to another area!"
"Before anyone asks: I died and I made myself king! Shoot it if it makes an attempt to try to kill us, but this thing did not kill these guys!"
Paul runs over to one of the guards to try to get any sort of clearance and any small equipment he can quickly pry off of the guy, especially anything that might stun someone or something.
A bullet wings the creature, tearing a nice little gash in its shoulder, but it barely seems to notice. It dives at Jack, attempting to grab him by the throat.
This is an opposed check. Smart Hero, attempt a Brawl + Strength check to score a greater number of successes than our good friend here, who rolls 3 successes.
If you score less than him, you are grabbed.
If you score greater, you manage to evade his grasp.
The creature grabs Jack by the throat, seeming to ignore the solid punch to the back of the head it just received from Adrian. The hit does appear to do some damage, the creature just doesn't register it.
Lifting Jack off the ground, it howls again.
(That's the monster's turn for this round. Any attempts to shoot it from this point on stand a chance of hitting Smart Hero so long as it is grabbing him).
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Any sharp objects in the vicinity that I can see? Or any solid object to club it with.
Zen, Paul has gotten a Yellow Security Card off one of the guards, and a radio communicator headset, as well as 3 spare mags of ammunition for a SMG and a combat knife.
EDIT: Forgot something:
You also find a black... device, of some kind. It looks like, well... it looks like a black lightsaber handle from Star Wars is what it fucking looks like.
However, you can see that no light-beam is going to shoot out of this thing. It's got a pointed spike mounted inside it, and a spot for an air canister on the pommel (which is currently filled). If you pull the trigger, that spike is going to shoot out of that thing. Doesn't look like it'd shoot far, though, you'd basically have to have it against someone.
The spike? It's made of wood, for some reason.
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"Got a yellow card! Mags for the SMG and a weird device, thing!"
Hank catches the strange device in mid-air, and takes a run at the monster as it holds Jack aloft.
He presses it against the creature's back, and pulls the trigger.
A loud "snap" noise is heard as the wooden stake rails out of the handle and dives deep into the creature, penetrating flesh and bone to pierce it's heart from behind.
It freezes, dropping Jack, and makes a pained groan before it collapses into smoldering ashes between Jack and Hank. What was once a horrifying beast is now a pile of smoking dust.
The device, which now has a nine inch stake sticking out of the end of it, appears to have used up the entire compressed air cartridge in that shot.
Hank doesn't pause for too long, and pulls a pair of pants and boots off one of the guards before going for the pistol strapped to the leg on the other side of the hall.
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"Well, we're going to have a hell of a time getting out without hitting a security checkpoint. I wonder if there's anything the guy scurrying off left behind."
He looks over the door holding them inside, "You think me and hot seat back there could pry it open?"
The room is actually very barren, outside of the pods and the computer there's really nothing in here.
"Can anyone think of anything else around here that isn't disgusting but useful?"
He looked to Bo, motioning to the handle. "I figure this would open it. But if you think you can open it without bringing the police in here, I think that might be preferable."
Esmer smiles brightly.
He takes up a position at the door, "One you boys want to help me with this?
The scene they see... well, it's a scene. It is quite... a scene.
Blood everywhere. There's bullet holes and huge... claw... marks on the walls here and there. Some of the other "Live Asset" labs have their doors open.
The hallway was the scene of some horrific battle, and it left casualties.
Four bodies are strewn about the hallway. Wait, no, three bodies. Those two pieces came from the same guy.
Two of them are dressed in black fatigues, and have body armor (although the body armor is basically worthless now, having been shredded to pieces).
Submachineguns lie next to their bodies, and one of them still has a pistol strapped to his thigh (His thigh, and the rest of that leg, is on the other side of the hallway from the rest of him, however).
The third body? It's dressed like a scientist. Labcoat, teal scrubs underneath, and a horrible monster gnawing on his throat.
What's the monster look like? Well, they say a picture is worth a thousand words, so here's about 1k:
The creature looks up at you. It howls and gets up to lunge.
Roll Initiative.
"Jesus FUCK!" Jack exclaims at the carnage, and the beast springing at them; "Close the goddamn door!"
Esmer staggers away from the door, cupping her hands over her mouth to stop herself from screaming, or vomiting, or both.
Quickly assessing the situation, his brain racked up a bunch of different possibilities for outcomes for what to do. The one thing he could come up with in time:
"WE FOUND THE SECURITY! LET'S GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE!'
"Christ, that is not good"
1d10+6=10 Initiative: 10
I have decided that initiative orders will just fuck up the game.
So, this is round 1. The monster is going to go at some point.
Each of you can move around and take 1 action.
Go in whatever order you feel like, fuck it.
Before shitting his pants at the giant, angry thing howling at them, he tries to make some sense of the situation.
Sure, it's big, and has claws, but something bigger and with bigger claws was the one that did this damage. Whatever that was, it's not here right now.
Thinking back on the map, Paul realizes that they are in the hallway outside R7, and that the doors to R2, R3, and R4 are open.
Also, he notices that the pry job that was done on the sliding doors to R7 knocked them off the tracks, and now it will be near impossible to close the door with any sort of promptness.
Zen, that did not take up your action, you can still do something.
"Before anyone asks: I died and I made myself king! Shoot it if it makes an attempt to try to kill us, but this thing did not kill these guys!"
Paul runs over to one of the guards to try to get any sort of clearance and any small equipment he can quickly pry off of the guy, especially anything that might stun someone or something.
Roll to shoot monster. Oh please god work. (8d10.hitsopen(8,10)=0)
Bo immediately remembers why he stopped going to church.
Wild Punch: Brawl + Strength = 3
This is an opposed check. Smart Hero, attempt a Brawl + Strength check to score a greater number of successes than our good friend here, who rolls 3 successes.
If you score less than him, you are grabbed.
If you score greater, you manage to evade his grasp.
"FUCK GET IT OFF ME!" Jack screams, panicking.
Lifting Jack off the ground, it howls again.
(That's the monster's turn for this round. Any attempts to shoot it from this point on stand a chance of hitting Smart Hero so long as it is grabbing him).
EDIT: Forgot something:
You also find a black... device, of some kind. It looks like, well... it looks like a black lightsaber handle from Star Wars is what it fucking looks like.
However, you can see that no light-beam is going to shoot out of this thing. It's got a pointed spike mounted inside it, and a spot for an air canister on the pommel (which is currently filled). If you pull the trigger, that spike is going to shoot out of that thing. Doesn't look like it'd shoot far, though, you'd basically have to have it against someone.
The spike? It's made of wood, for some reason.
He tosses the odd device over to Hank giving it to him to presumably use on the weird creature.
Get up close and shoot that fucker with this! It's weird looking and so is that thing, so maybe we got a winning combo!
is this brawl or weaponry + str or dex ?
He presses it against the creature's back, and pulls the trigger.
A loud "snap" noise is heard as the wooden stake rails out of the handle and dives deep into the creature, penetrating flesh and bone to pierce it's heart from behind.
It freezes, dropping Jack, and makes a pained groan before it collapses into smoldering ashes between Jack and Hank. What was once a horrifying beast is now a pile of smoking dust.
The device, which now has a nine inch stake sticking out of the end of it, appears to have used up the entire compressed air cartridge in that shot.
Hank doesn't pause for too long, and pulls a pair of pants and boots off one of the guards before going for the pistol strapped to the leg on the other side of the hall.