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>>Previous threads can be found at: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=NearFuture%20Cyborg%20Quest
>>Character bios and Dave's new shiny backstory can be found at: http://pastebin.com/SbPd3kJm
The year is 2025.

Your name is Dave, and you didn't ask for this.
Once a generic white-collar worker who lived alone save for your cat, you were hit by a car and spent three months in a coma. You awoke to find that your unconscious body had been taken in by the corporation 'Emulsified Electronics', and implanted with an experimental augmentation. You soon found that it allowed you to control electronic devices with your mind. You quickly became embroiled in corporate warfare, fighting the PMC ArmaTek and their employers, Cadmium Dynamics, and there have been incidents with a corp named Kawasagi Infinite. You were recently kidnapped by a group calling itself Resurgence, who claims they're Saving The World. In retaliation, you went all the way to Antarctica, where you took over one of Resurgence's facilities.
>You have 20000 credits.
>You have 2 fate rerolls.
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Sitting in front of you is a red case with the symbol of the Cog on it; where you swore your admech army would be. But it's empty. It's sitting open, with a note on the inside.

Twelve was here.

It didn't mention any specific cell. That means that it wasn't a specific group of three agents. . but it was Twelve, directly.

<Dave.> Cyan says. <I'm detecting something strange in this storage container. It seems like a timer.>
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rolled 80 = 80

>>19137879
OMG IT'S A BOMB

Rollan to disable it.
Don't let me down now
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>>19137879
>>19137909
Also, do this in BULLET TIME

I don't want our stored stuff to blow up. That would suck.
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It's a bomb, you realize. You close your eyes, and try to hack it, but. . it's jammed. You don't let that stop you. You clench your fist and redouble your effort, and then you feel it deactivate.
You breathe a sigh of relief, and with Cyan's help, dig whatever it was out of the rest of your stuff. You don't ever remember storing a bomb in here. .
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>>19137931

Be careful when digging shit up. Especially da BOMB.

We should move our stuff somewhere.
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You carefully pull out the bomb. It was a power core, set to overload exactly a hundred and twenty seconds after the storage container opened. How petty could they be?
You sigh. You should move your stuff somewhere. Most of it isn't that important, what with your army gone, but it isn't in your best interest to get it all blown up.
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We seriously need Abel's help on this.
These Resurgence assholes are pissing me off, we don't have the skills to counter-intelligence them but Abel does.

>>19137989
Power core? Is it safe now? We should claim it. Tiny loot, yes, but still something. Just drop it off at EE and they will find a use for it.

Check the container for bugs just in case. Then call someone for pick-up and move it to a secure holding in EE, we'll move it later to Arcadia (or whatever we decided its name is).
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The power core, for what it's worth, is safe now, as you tear off the timer and slip it into your bag. That done, you close your eyes and check the container, top to bottom, scanning for bugs. You find one, and it seems to be transmitting everything to. . .somewhere.
<Cyan, can you tell where it's transmitting it's info?>
<Negative. It's simply transmitting all information randomly in about a ten mile radius.>
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>>19138052
Rolling for magical hacking procedure to find all the places it is transmitting and then trying to discern which one is the the real one. (doesn't hurt to try, I hope)
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>>19138069
Oh well.
Wasn't banking that it would work anyway.

Call Abel and ask him what we can do with the bug, if there is nothing to gain from it, destroy it. Then go back to EE
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<Is there any way we can discern where its transmitting to?> You ask.
<Negative. The bug is transmitting actively, and I suspect that whatever is recieving is doing so passively.>

You shrug, and call abel.
"Dave?" He asks.
"Yeah. . I have a bug here." You say. "In my storage container. I suspect it belongs to Resurgence. Anything I can do with it?"
"Well, no, not really." He says. "It's probably best just to destroy it."
"Gotcha." You say, and you crush it between your powersuited fingers.

You find yourself back at EE a few minutes later. You go down to the training room, and, just as you thought, Grayson is in there, testing out the new modifications he's made to his rifle.
"Hey, Dave." Grayson says. "What's up?"
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>>19138140
"Well, I need some combat training. I realized that I have no idea what I am doing and anyone who has a moderate cqc expertise can out-perform me unless I get lucky. I heard from Amy that you're real good. So, can you train me and give advice?"

We should start with no power-suit and no tentacles so that we have some basics on unarmed combat. Then we will move up to our full equipment so that we can learn to exploit it fully.
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>>19138140
Well, why don't you teach me some moves?
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>>19138140
Also, E!

To what extend we can short that teleport time-out?
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"Well, I need some combat training." You say. "I realized that I have no idea what I am doing and anyone who has a moderate CQC expertise can out-perform me unless I get lucky. I heard from Amy that you're real good. So, can you train me and give advice?"
"Hmm. . Yeah, I think I can do that." He says. "I'm a bit rusty in CQC, but I can try."

The two of you remove your armor, and find yourself standing on a mat, Grayson staring you down.
"Now, we're going to start with the basics." He says, and moves toward you. "Watch closely."

An hour later, your entire body is sore, having been thrown and beat by Grayson in every way you can imagine.

"Come on, Dave, you can do better than that." Grayson's saying, sweating profusely. He pulls you up, and the two of you take a ten minute breather before continuing.
"Now, while it's important not to telegraph your moves, I don't think that'll be possible with your mechandrites." He says, pointing over to your power suit. "Just the way they're built- you need to whip them back before you can whip them forward."
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>>19138273
Listen intently to his advice and note it all down.
If he is up to it, have another hour or two of training.

Also, I've been meaning to ask this, how is Dave's body anyway? He was just an office drone and has been in coma for 3 months. I doubt that he has a strong, muscled body. We should have him lift weights and exercise every day for an hour. I'm sure Grayson can give us tips on lifting too
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>>19138273
And what if we USE! bullettime in CQC combat with Grayson?

TRY THIS!

Also, why don't we make Magneta learn all the tactics for CQC and teach us in beetween our mind?
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>>19138311
The point of this training is NOT to use our special abilities. We're trying to get some mundane combat expertise which we can personalize later
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>>19138273
They will look for just that, won't they?
Surely we can use that to feint?
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>>19138273
Well, people have been stupid enough to develop fighting styles emplying whips before, we should probably check those out later on.
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>>19138305
>Dave used to be in pretty good physical condition before the accident. When he got knocked into the coma, that deteriorated a bit, but he's still not that bad.

"That'll look for that, won't they?" You ask. He nods. "Then surely I can use that to feint."
He gives you a fierce grin. "That's the spirit, Dave." He says.

"How long do you intend on training?" Grayson asks half an hour later.
"Another hour or two, maybe." You say. "I need some good, solid combat experience- without my cybernetic gadgets helping me."
"Well, that's fine with me." He responds, and then the two of you are at it again.

"Oooh, that looked like it hurt." Amy said, looking down at you after a rather nasty cross-counter. For her information, you're not sure you can even feel pain anymore. "You two been at this all morning?"
"For the most part, yeah." Grayson said. "He's gotten a bit better."
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>>19138379
>Dave used to be in pretty good physical condition before the accident. When he got knocked into the coma, that deteriorated a bit, but he's still not that bad.
That's good. Still we should spend up to 30 minutes each day to keep it that way.

I guess we had enough for today. Thank Grayson and have some rest. Eat some food drink some water, etc
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"I think I've had enough for today." You say, still lying on the cool mat.
"Fine with me." Grayson said. "At your level, even a little bit of this would help you."
"Thanks, John." You say.
Amy grinned. "Hey, Grayson. You and I. Let's spar." She said, with a mischevious look.

Grayson and Amy were both standing on opposite ends of the mat, as you sit by.
"You got your legs toned down to human levels?" Grayson asks, and she nods. "Good. I don't want a broken jaw."
They dove towards one another, and after a blur that was all counters, dodges, and feints, Amy executed a perfect roundhouse kick and threw Grayson onto his back. She pulled him back up. "You're rusty." She said.
"I'm exhausted, too." He responded.
"Yeah, I know. But you still would have lost."
"Ayup."

"Daaave." Amy said, as you donned your power suit again. "I think I got the two modules working on a single core."
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>>19138467
"Want me to test it out then?"
"Alright, lets go."
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"Want me to test it out, then?" You ask.
"Of course."
"Alright, lets go." You say, and the two of you roam on over to Amy's workshop.
"First, the stealth module." She says, connecting your cable to it. You close your eyes, and activate it, your body and suit vanishing.
"Looks like it works." She says, and disconnects it. "And we know the power shield works, so let's just connect the dual core."
She connects a different, larger core to your cable.
"Okay, now try." She says.

>Roll 1d100
>Taking only first
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>>19138522
ROLL!
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rolled 34 = 34

>>19138522
damn you and your first only rolls
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A few red sparks burst from your power suit, and then you vanish.
"It's. . not perfect." She says. "There's like, a bubble of distorted light around you. Try walking around."

You take a few steps back, and then she looks this way and that. "Yeah, when you move, the distortion gets worse, but. . when you're perfectly still, it's almost impossible to see you unless I already know you're there." She says. Then she grins. "I think it's a success."
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>>19138561
"Can it be improved if more work is done on it?"

<Guys, do you have any ideas how to improve it?>
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>>19138561
"Well, surely you can improve it?"
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>>19138561
See if we can somehow improve it?
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"Any chance of improving it?" You ask.
"Well, the chance is there, of course, but it wasn't easy to set up a stealth field and power shield to work at the same time." She says. "I'm actually pretty sick of working on it." She admitted. "Of course, if you deactivate the power shield, then the stealth field automatically kicks in at it's normal quality, but I don't think I can get both working perfectly at the same time."
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>>19138601
"Have I just heard you say you can't do something? Wow, that's a first."
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>>19138601
"If you're sick of working on it, what if we give it over to EE technicians and scientists? They could iron it out, no?"
"Also, you should patent your inventions or something. Like those Ravens you're building."
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"Have I just heard you say you can't do something?" You ask. "Wow, that's a first."
"Psh, plenty of things are impossible for me." She said. "Like. . . getting the power shield and stealth field working together, and. . . "
"And?" You ask.
". . . I can't think of anything else." She admitted, after a moment. Then she sighed. "So, want me to install this dual core into your suit? Then I can leave a few spares for the techs to work on, see if they can improve it."
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>>19138653
Grin "Yes, that would be great"
"I must say this is amazing. I didn't think I would be able to get both the cloak and the shield"
"How is the hoverplate project doing? Have you installed them on your legs already?"
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"That would be great." You say, and she gets to work.
"You're just dating me for my technical expertise, aren't you?" She asks, and then sticks her tongue out at you.
"Yeah, that's it." You say sarcastically. "How's the hoverplate project going? You installed them on your legs already?"
"Oh, yeah. I had those done by the time we assaulted the dome. I can even fly for short periods." She said. "That's why I haven't been on my rollers lately. I might install wheels on my overchargers- it feels weird not to be able to roll around."

>Stealth Module Upgrade acquired!
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>>19138736
"Hovering is better than rolling around, no?"
"What are you going to work on now?"
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"Hovering is better than rolling around, no?" You ask.
"No way. Rolling is better." She says. "I like the noise it makes."
"What are you planning to work on now?"
She shrugs.
"No clue. I was toying with the idea of making a lightsaber out of a very powerful and well-arranged set of magnets and some plasma, but. . I'm not even sure that's possible."
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>>19138787
Have you ever considered a gravitational beam emitter?
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>>19138787
>I'm not even sure that's possible."
"That would be failure number 2...."
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>>19138787
Light up and grin at the mention of lightsabers.
Pat Amy on the shoulder and tell her we will support her.
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You give her a wild grin. "Do iiit." You say. "I'll support you."
She breaks out into laughter. "The look on your face, Dave. Yeah, I'll probably screw with it. I have a few ideas, but it might take way too much power to work for very long. Plasma is only really good for projectiles, usually." She says.
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>>19138857
"Doesn't matter. I mean, it's lightsabers!" Keep smiling.
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"Doesn't matter. I mean, it's lightsabers!" You say.
"So, even if it only worked for half a second, and did no appreciable damage in that time, you'd still be happy with it because it's 'lightsabers'?" She asked.
You nod.
"Okay, then I'll get to work." She said, walking over to a terminal in her workshop. She started running through a few design programs. "You're strange, Dave." She says.
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>>19138914
"You're the one who's strange" smile. Then start flailing around invisible light saber while making lightsaber noises.

"Wait, don't tell me you haven't seen Star Wars movies?"
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>>19138914
>Look who's talking.
Anyway, we need to get productive yesterday.
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>>19138933
>we need to get productive yesterday.
What do you mean?
Have any ideas?
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>>19138933
>>19138964
Maybe we'll FINALLY move into our new apartment?
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>>19138964
No, but flirting does not move the plot anywhere.
Well, maybe I would have something, but I just jumped in without reading any of the previous threads.
You catch my drift? Well, not anymore once we get hovering.
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>>19138976
Maybe.
Yeah, you're right.

Though we haven't yet decided if we want to move to Doom Fortress and forget about the apartment. With Amy's ravens we could travel there in 30-50 minutes.
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"You're the one who's strange." You say, making lightsaber noises and swinging around an imaginary lightsaber. "Wait. . don't tell me you haven't seen-"
"I've seen Star Wars. All of them." She said. "I mean, come on, give me some respect."
You chuckle.
"Well, I should probably go do something productive." You say. "Like, finally moving my stuff into Grayson's apartment. Well, our apartment, now."
"Hasn't it been like, three days since you were kicked out of B-3?" She asked. "Where have you been sleeping?"
"Well, sometimes in Abel's safehouse, sometimes on a specific young lady's couch. . ." You say.
"I see." She says, and then tosses you some keys. "Verne won't mind if you use his car. Although, nowadays, it's more like mine." She shrugs. "You won't even need to refuel it, because I tossed a power core in there weeks ago. Have fun."
"Yeah. . heavy lifting. Fun." You say.

An hour later, you finally bring the last of your stuff to Grayson's apartment. You left all the stuff you didn't need, like a few cabinets, dressers, and all of the minor furniture, but you did move over your bed, clothing, an old computer that Abel built for you a few years ago. . .
"Home, sweet home." You say to nobody in particular.
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>>19139019
Great.
Have a nap, eat some sandwich. Play some video games of ye old.

Contemplate on what to do next.
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First things first. It's been a whole four hours since you ate breakfast.
You need a sandwich.
But you aren't the kind of roommate who just steals food. . .so you walk down to the grocery store, whistling a tune, in complete power armor with your mechandrites waving about, you purchase a ton of food. You hardly even notice the pedestrians getting as far away from you as possible anymore. Seeing as you've eaten nothing but fast food and the rare home cooked meal, you're glad to finally have a place where you can make real food. Bringing it all back to the apartment, you load up the all-but-empty refrigerator. The way it looks, Grayson hardly keeps anything in there.

Your shopping trip done, you make yourself a truly delicious sandwich, consume it, and then lie on your bed. Finally, for the first time in two and a half weeks or so, you finally feel. . normal.
Then you realize that you're still technically an organic, conscious mind stuck inside of a cybernetic spinal trinket that's currently wired into your nervous system. That's not actually normal at all.
Suddenly, you don't feel like you can sleep.

So instead you play video games.
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>>19139019
>>19139157
We've just been so busy lately with corporate attacks we forgot how to spend downtime. Start working on reconstructing our AM army, see if there are any sites that sell miniatures, they might not be right but we can modify them to look like we remember.
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>>19139157
>Then you realize that you're still technically an organic, conscious mind stuck inside of a cybernetic spinal trinket that's currently wired into your nervous system. That's not actually normal at all.
>Suddenly, you don't feel like you can sleep.

Bullshit. If anything we can sleep when we want to, like a lightswitch. Should be great to just fall asleep immediately, I love when that happens.

>>19139164
We were thinking of using that machine we have back in EE. You know, the one that uses atomic-goo? We could have them actually walk around and everything. Would be so cool.
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After a half hour of losing horribly against people in korea, You groan, and decide that you could start reconstructing your admech army. You start searching for someplace, anyplace that knows anything about warhams, but. . nothing. It's like Warhammer 40k had vanished off of the face of the earth or something.

Screw it, you think, and you order a 3D printer. You can make your own goddamn miniatures. And without using the prohibitively expensive 'atomic goo', like you were thinking.

"Yo, Dave." Grayson says, walking in. "Amy told me you were moving in. How are you finding things?"
"I stuffed your fridge full of food." You say, and he chuckles.
"That's fine- I never eat anything but fast food."
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>>19139211
That's not healthy you know, I mean it'll work but a proper meal is better for you and you can actually get some variety in there.

Hell we don't even have to be in the kitchen, I can turn a bleeding edge top of the line suit of power armor into a robo-butler chef.

Grayson, what are agents supposed to do when we're not dealing with crises? Because this is the first bit of actual down time I've had since I woke up from the coma.
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>>19139211
Dave should definitely cook something for Grayson.

>NO HOMO!
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>>19139211
"Yeah, same here. I got tired of fast food though."
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"Hey, Grayson. what are agents supposed to do when we're not dealing with crises?" You ask. "Because this is the first bit of actual down time I've had since I woke up from the coma, and. . I have no idea what to do with my day off."

He shrugs. "You're asking me? The guy who lives in an almost empty room, sleeps on a cot, eats only fast food, and spends all day training or tinkering with my rifle? Hell, you're asking the wrong guy here."
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>>19139287
"Haha, you're right.
Guess, I'll go and find something to do then."

Lets just kill some time. Go out for a walk, go to town and just wander about, looking at stuff, doing nothing in particular.
Of course, while wearing our full combat gear.

then call Amy. "Amyyyyy. I'm booooooored!"
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>>19139287
Snicker about him talking about tinkering with his rifle. You raise an awful good point. My other options were Amy, who spends it working on technical projects, Jun who is married to her job, Mark who also lives in a garage working on stuff and the KI agents who probably are about the same as you.

Whip up some grub for the two of us, make a nice large batch of stew or curry that will have leftovers for a few days. If we need a few extra groceries and don't have the right spices we'll go out to a local Indian market/grocery store, in full powered armor.
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>>19139336
We could call Lucca and Lucas and ask them to hang out or something.
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>>19139353
Joint KI and EE agent potluck. Make it so.
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"You raise an awful good point." you say. "My other options were Amy, who spends it working on random technical projects, Jun who is married to her job, Mark who also lives in a garage working on stuff and the KI agents who probably are about the same as you."

"Actually, Epsilon is an improv actor in her spare time." Grayson says. "And Omega plays guitar. I don't know about Sigma or the Gemini twins, though."
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>>19139409
Great idea, let's go bother the twins some more.
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>>19139409
Well looks like someone is interested in Epsilon huh.

Grayson, what is your opinion in having guests over, we invite the EE agents and the KI agents, set up a potluck and carouse like madmen.
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>>19139409
"Huh, guitar you say?"

>Oh boy, here is a chance to use our brand-new, fresh out of the package back-story.

We could get a saxaphone, contact Omega and mess around for a while.
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"Great idea." You say. "I'm going to go bother the twins."
"Good luck." He says.

<Call. . Lucca. Or Lucas.>

"Hello?" Lucca says. "Dave? I'm sorry, I don't really have time to talk- We have a mission to do."
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>>19139443
Maybe a drum kit?
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>>19139456
But I'm bored, do you need a loud convenient distraction?

Also what's you opinion on having an Agent party, we all bring food and alcohol then we eat and drink and make merry.
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>>19139456
"Sigh. Alright.
Is Omega busy too?"

>>19139468
Dave knows how to play Sax already, that's why I suggested it. Alternatively he could grab a violin, piano or cello.
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>>19139478
Support!
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"Well, I'm bored." You say. "Do you need a loud, convenient distraction?" You say.

"That's. . exactly what we need." She says. "I was going to use the IDW as a distraction, but if you help, I don't need to waste my heavy drones."

"What's the mission?" You ask.

"CD's back in town." She says. "We're trying to steal some info, but they have these new. . things roaming about. We're not sure if they can sense cloaked objects like you can, so if we have a distraction, I won't have to worry about Lucas."
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>>19139523
Sounds fun, give me a location, a bit of a sitrep and on a scale from 1-10 how loud do you want this, 1 being a fire cracker and 10 being Hiroshima.
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>>19139523
"Cool.
Where do we meet up?"
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We are bored...
We need a violin, the register of European nobles, a syringe and cocain solution.
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>>19139523
"Hold up, you're messing with CD? And I wasn't invited? I'm hurt." Are the ravens ready yet? Can we zip over and go all machine-death-god on them?
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You folks DO realize you're pressing the "page angry immortal computer programmer" button, right?
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>>19139546
...It almost sounds like you don't WANT to tussle with Kell.
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>>19139523
Let's blow some shit up.
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>>19139546
I was pretty sure he would show up at the mission anyway, so yeah.

Hmm, you raise a good point though. We should visit Abel, Jun and Amy about that and ask them to quickly think of some counter measures.
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"Sounds fun." You say. "Give me a location, a sitrep, and a scale from one to ten on how loud you want this. One being a firecracker, and ten being Hiroshima."
"We're on a warehouse on the edge of town, and they've got the . .things roaming about the perimeter. Lucas's info is in a shed near the back of the warehouse, and we want it loud enough to distract the things, but not loud enough to call over the military. Maybe. .a six? Or a seven?"
"Got it." You say. "Although I'm a bit hurt that you're messing with CD and I wasn't invited."
"I'll invite you next time." Lucca said. "You need a ride?"
"No, it's not far. I can run." You say, and nod to Grayson, leaving the apartment.

"Those aren't things." You say. "Those are dogs wearing power armor."
"Actually," Lucas says. "I think they're just dog-shaped robots."
"I don't like dogs." Lucca says.
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>>19139589
We definitely need one.
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>>19139589
Well there's one way for me to find out. Ping the robo-dogs and see what we can find out from them with our conventional and magic hacking. If they're full robo dogs we might be able to subvert them.
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>>19139605
We need them all.
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>>19139589
Have you seen any cow-shaped ones?
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>>19139589
Close? How close?

Close enough to our 10-20 mile range? If so, we can start pinging and hacking from all the way here.
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>>19139622
Let's hack one of them and set them on a rampage; in the opposite direction.
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>>19139622
>>19139637
Welp. I guess we can try again when we're closer then.
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"I want them." You say. "I'll go see if I can hack them."

"Got it." Lucas says. "Lucca, you keep your drones cloaked, and cover me and Dave. I'll sneak in."

She nods, and straps herself into the chair, moaning as the needles stab into her implant. "I'm in." She whispers. "KI gave us. . Four heavy drones, eighteen light drones, six recon. I think trying to handle the light drones might be a waste for now, so I'll leave them until I need them."

"Ready?" You ask Lucas. He nods, and then fades away.
"Mission start." He responds.

You crouch near the fence, making sure to get as far as you can from the dogs, while still close enough to hack them. You close your eyes, and focus. . .

You access one, and you can tell that it's fully robotic and mechanized- no power suits here. Apparently, from what you can tell, it's recieving constant orders from some kind of controller. You try to spoof the controller, and replace it's orders with your own. .

The dog twitches, and falls to the ground, inactive.

Whoops, you think, as the other hounds approach where the first one fell.
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rolled 50 = 50

>>19139690
Try to locate the controller.

Overcharge the dogs powercore so that it explodes? Or do we /really/ want to keep it?
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>>19139690
Try to triangulate where the controller is being kept by poking around the other dogs. Try to get the fallen dog back up to keep our presence secret until we blow this joint wide open.
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>>19139717
ALL DOGS ARE OURS!
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You quickly get the fallen dog to stand back up, spoofing the controller, and the dogs lose their interest, believing it to be working again. You access the other hounds, not directly controlling them quite yet.

<Cyan, can you triangulate where the controller is?> You ask.
<Affirmative- it's the machine inside the warehouse- it appears to be a computer system with direct human control.>

"I'm on the roof." Lucas says. "How are things out there?"
"Quiet, still." Lucca responds. "Dave, we'd best get the distraction started around now, or Lucas won't get a chance."
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rolled 88 = 88

>>19139774
HOUNDS! WITH ME! WE SHALL BRING CHAOS TO THIS PLACE!
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>>19139774

Well. Lets start wrecking havok then.
Start with missile salvos, haphazardly going all over the place.

Jump into the fray and start wrecking shit, moving towards the warehouse.
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>>19139774
Let's do this shit, cry havoc and let loose the dogs of war. If we can't let loose the dogs leave a swath of destruction towards the warehouse and take control of the machine directly.
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"Hounds." You call, standing to your full height. "With me! We shall bring chaos to this place!" You call, and subvert the controller with a quick force of will.

One of the guards notice you, and call out, firing a shot at you. He's quickly piled upon by your mass of hounds.

You twist towards a group of power-suited men who charge out of the warehouse, wielding chainguns, and you fire a swarm of missiles at them, the explosions blowing them back despite their power shields. You approach the warehouse, as the controller keeps trying to reassert control of the hounds. But your will is still strong, and the hounds are still yours.

"He's here!" one of the powersuited men are calling into a radio, as his power shield is blasting hounds away. "Bullfrog is here! Send Project Immortal!"
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>>19139795
Dogs, do you want to properly funtion forever?
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>>19139851
We're ready, let's rip this fucker apart. The dogs ought to be able to keep the rest of them plenty busy while we tear Kell into little bits and stuff each bit in a different container. No reason to be anything other than extreme, prepare the Javelin and remember our earlier CQC lessons.
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"Hounds, do you want to live forever?!" You cry, and monomolecular teeth tear through the power suits of the enemy soldiers.
"I'm in." Lucas says. "Infiltration successful."
"There's something coming." Lucca says. "In a heli. And it's in a real hurry, too."

You look into the distance, and see a helicopter flying above your head. Right as it gets above you, something leaps out, and collides in front of you.

It's Kell again. No suprise there.

The suprise, however, is that those four limbs on his back from before were gone- and one of his arms were replaced with a massive, thick shield. He hoisted it up.

"Miss me?" He asked.
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>>19139851
Directly connect to the terminal. Install backdoors and overrides immediately.
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rolled 84 = 84

>>19139958
Well, we have hounds to flank him, droids to distract him.

"Seems like you prettied up for our date."

If there is anything heavy around, like containers, fling them at him.
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>>19139958
Who were you again?

Just keep on pretending that we don't remember him, it's funny.

Ok he has a massive shield, it probably has weapons in it but it's probably mainly defensive. That really makes the javelin less effective, use the hounds and our drones to circle him and strike at his back and flanks, if he over extends himself grab his shield with all of our drites, swing him around and RIP HIS ARM OFF.
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>>19139958
Nope. Busy unleashing the hounds of war.
But it seems I get to kill more than time here.
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>>19139987
HAW HAW HAW!
The dogs will hamstring him while we rip him to pieces!
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"Who were you again?" You ask.

"Fuck you!" He calls. With all four 'drites, you heave a massive vehicle at him. He raises his shield, but wields it sideways, as if he were blocking with the outer rim of it, and he brings it forward. . slashing the vehicle in half, both sides flying both ways behind him.

"Monomolecular, bitch." He snarls, and you direct a spare hound to leap into him.

He snatches onto the dog's head with his free hand, and flings it at you. You barely dodge out of the way.

One of Lucca's heavy drones start firing at him from behind, but the drone's chainguns are simply sparking off of his power shield.

"Oh, you brought friends." He said. "Too bad that I have multiple power shields now."

You direct another dog at him, but the hound gets blown back by the power shield.
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Yell "Look behind you, there's a three headed monkey!"
Then, when he doesn't look, have the hounds attack him from behind.
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rolled 79 = 79

>>19140048
Remember our CQC, feint so he attacks a place with the shield but we've already pulled back a bit to the right position and all four of our drites grab his shield arm and both power claws go crunch while we bash him against the floor.
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>>19140048
We really need that rifle that Sigma had. You know, the one that practically ate through our shield. These powershield are annoying. At least we have them too.

Shoot Javelin at him, power at 8, then keep shooting with our nuclear gun
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>>19140048
Send the dog bots to safety. They aren't useful in this fight and I don't want them to get damaged or be destroyed.
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You leap forward, bringing your drites to bear- or so you make him think, as your heavy drites slam up from below, grabbing his shield arm, and you slam him into the ground. He laughs, and raises his free hand. You notice that it's. . much, much larger than it used to be, as are his boots.

He's simply laughing as you slam him repeatedly into the ground. "Oh, this is rich." He says in a mocking tone. "I'm Bullfrog, I'm going to go ahead and try using blunt force to fight my enemy in superheavy, extra-plated power armor."
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rolled 75 = 75

>>19140113
Hack his power cores and make them disconnect from his suit.
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rolled 95 = 95

>>19140113
Sufficient brute force is nice, and ought to rattle any internal organs or brains you might have left.

We've got power claws, snap his fucking shield arm off, we'll use that to beat him to death.
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rolled 62 = 62

>>19140113
Any chance to hack subsystems of his armor?
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>>19140126
Also, shoot him with javelin at point-blank range.
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As he's laughing there, you bring both power claws to the shoulder of his shield arm, and then you clench them. The claws give off a hiss, and you see his armor dent, and spark, and finally it's pinched off, the shield arm falling to the ground.

He leaps to his feet, and wild cables burst from his removed arm, whipping around wildly.

You activate bullet-time, and close you eyes to hack his power cores. . You're able to turn a few of them off, but for the others, you can't quite get past the jamming.

Something collides with your chest- he's launching toward you, a jetpack on his back boosting him forward, his power shield repulsion pushing him forward, faster. You're barely able to bring your 'drites in front of you in time, and the collision blasts you back.

You draw out your Javelin, and you notice that his helmet is gone again. His missing eye covered by a thick plate, and he kneels near his removed shield arm, the cables still whipping about wildly.
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>>19140126
>Mysidesaremovingontheirown.jpg

God, he must hate our ass so much.
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rolled 22 = 22

>>19140190
Wrench shield arm from his grasp, start bashing him around with it.

"Stop hitting yourself! Stop hitting yourself!"
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rolled 77 = 77

>>19140190
Can we just kill him already? Fuck. He's more annoying than anything.
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rolled 9 = 9

>>19140190
JAVELIN TO HIS FACE
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rolled 11 = 11

>>19140190
Shoot his head off with the javelin
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rolled 72 = 72

>>19140190
Lets try hacking again.
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>>19140203
>>19140205
>>19140210
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rolled 19 = 19

>>19140203
>>19140205
>>19140210
>>19140204
well shit.
FUCK EVERYTHING
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rolled 37 = 37

>>19140190
Have a hound snatch it away.
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rolled 46 = 46

>>19140203
Rolling for this.
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rolled 11 = 11

>>19140204
Now you know how CD feels about us.

>>19140190
Call our dogs for back up.
Also, we can teleport to his flank at the last moment
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rolled 26 = 26

God, these rolls.

Might as well just point the Javelin at our heads and end it all.
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You raise the javelin, and fire- but he lifts up his own removed shield arm, and the plasma simply blasts against the thick shield, to no visible effect, other than charring and blackening the shield's armor.

"Nice try, bro." He says, and locks the arm back on his shoulder.

That's when a stealthed heavy drone slams into his back, bowling him over, and his shield arm goes flying.
You quickly direct the hounds to give you his shield arm.

"Fuck." He cusses, and the wildly whipping cables snatch onto the heavy drone, drawing it close, and the cables dig into the drone.

Lucca starts screaming.
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rolled 68 = 68

>>19140260
Power down the heavy drone by hacking into it. Hopefully that will break the connection.
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rolled 62 = 62

>>19140260
Cut that shit out.

No, seriously, cut his connection to the drone.
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rolled 90 = 90

>>19140260
Javelin the drone.
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>>19140260
And then this >>19140203
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You quickly hack into the drone, and instantly sense a torrent of thought and information boiling inside of it, an uncontrollable swarm.
You're able to keep yourself from falling into the mental-digital morass, and set the drone's power core to overload.

Which it does, blowing Kell away, his power shield sparking against the explosion. When he gets up, the plating on his face and half of his armor is completely charred.
"That hurt." He said, snarling. "Combat drugs, active."
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Exabyte, can we possibly capture Kell if we manage to beat his ass down? And since noone's throwing up dialogue. Not monologues, those only seem to herald us getting our shit pushed in, just a short quip as we deal with the drone-distraction that's fucking up Lucca.

"Kell, don't make me kill you a third time. I definitely didn't like it the first time, I was kinda apathetic the second though it made me think a bit, and at this point it's just getting kinda old. Can you either stay dead or join one of the sides that isn't completely full of dickheads?"

>>19140272
>>19140273
>>19140281
Hack the drone AND THEN explode it all over him? And Javelin him?
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rolled 60 = 60

>>19140303
"Suit: Deactivate"
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>>19140303
>"Combat drugs, active."

What? Is he now going to charge his special attack for the next 5 episodes?
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>>19140312
Eh, it was worth a shot. We impersonated his voice once, and if his shit activated with voice commands, we might be able to pull that off.
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>>19140303
Let's sever all of his limbs, and then just abaddon this armless failure here.
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rolled 98 = 98

>>19140303
Use the combat training we learned from Grayson and our experience with Sigma. Judo throw that motherfucker into a wall after he inevitably charges in a Psycho-induced frenzy, and blast him partways into it, Looney Toons crater-style, with Mjolnir.

"Winners don't do drugs, Kell."
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>>19140312
Oh god. We have his voice, don't we?
Lets do this.

<Asure give me the possible voice commands>

>>19140308
I don't see any reason to try to talk to him. It will just not work considering he has a good chance beating our arse.
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>>19140303
Chop him into little bits with his monoshield, he's down to like three limbs at this point, we should be able to get those and store them separately. I think we like this shield, we'll keep it and reverse engineer it.
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>>19140312
>>19140329
Disable his suit, and then throw him into oblivion? I like.
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"Kell, don't make me kill you a third time." You say. . but then you realize he's not listening to you. The look in his eye reminds you strongly of a zombie. He snarls, and boosts toward you again. You dodge away, your 'drites assisting you in twisting out of the way, and your heavy drite slams into his face, using his own momentum against him. You hear the gruesome sound of his neck cracking.

"Suit, deactivate." You say, trying to emulate his voice. On the ground, he's twitching. . and then he twists his neck to the side, where it cracks again.

"Oh, that won't work." He growled, grabbing your ankle with his remaining arm.

In response, you smash his face in with his own dismembered shield arm.
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rolled 34 = 34

>>19140358
He's immortal, right? Pulverizing his head shouldn't really kill him but perhaps take him out enough that we capture him? do it with heavy drites.
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rolled 11 = 11

>>19140358
Continue smashing his shit in.
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rolled 46 = 46

>>19140358
Let's see how good monomolecular blades really are.
Slice his other arm off.
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rolled 53 = 53

>>19140358
Lets try hacking him again. With combat drugs he should have harder time resisting, I think
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rolled 21 = 21

>>19140358
RIP'N'TEAR

>succecded. ivesef
Captcha being prophetic?
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>>19140382
That's it. I'm fucking out. All I get is shit roll.s
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>>19140358
Now keep going till we rip his head off.

Apologize and make a joke about heads or something
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rolled 64 = 64

Chop him into tiny bits with his own shield.
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>>19140358
Keep on going, tear him into little bits with his own shield and find the core of the regeneration.
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rolled 53 = 53

Seems like the dice do not want us to end this quickly.
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You continue smashing his face in, not stopping for a moment, as you grip his other arm with your power claw. The armor sparks, and dents, but before you can clip it off, his armor chimes.
<Damage Critical. Occupant unconscious.> It says, and then the power shield blows you back. You watch him, as he slowly, jitters and gets to his feet, somewhat calmly. His eyes are rolled into the back of his head, and you note that his power shield keeps sparking, as if it's repulsing things, even when there's nothing there, giving him the appearance of standing inside a red, transparent sphere.
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>>19140329
>my first roll of the thread is a 98 to slap Kell's shit
>This is amalgamated with a roll to pull a "STOP HITTING YOURSELF" on Kell
>my face

>>19140330
Well, Dave's tried to be amiable to his enemies since Tolstoy. Tolstoy, however, was completely insane even before Cadmium Dynamics fucked with her head, so she was nothing but a mindless death machine, like most combat drug users, a zombie, but all the time. Kell's still got his faculties and I think he's just in it for revenge on us. I think we can try to diplomance him if we try hard enough.

And the 'beating our arse' note is irrelevant since we just broke his neck and smashed his face with his own shield-fist. Speaking of which, we should continue with that until he seems disabled. Do we have any way we can foul up his stumps so he can't start reattaching limbs? If so, do that. It'll make him easier to transport if he's a limbless stumpy git.

And where are the hounds? We haven't used them since they bounced off the shield. He might pull the same DDOS bullshit on us, but it's worth a try to start tearing him up bit-by-bit with our doggies.
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rolled 1 = 1

>>19140422
Kill it. Kill it dead.
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rolled 8 = 8

>>19140423
>Well, Dave's tried to be amiable to his enemies since Tolstoy
You mean Templar. Tolstoy is Amy's family name.

>>19140422
Damn. He completely full of combat drugs. I don't think it is a good idea to fight him now.

Actually, lets try voice commands again. Since he is unconscious, the suit might take our commands. We can emulate his voice perfectly
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rolled 33 = 33

>>19140422
While he is standing still, grab the javelin and shot him close up. Then use mjĂžlner to finish the deal
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>>19140423
>since Tolstoy.
Templar.

>>19140436
The dice say
>NO U
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>>19140436
FUCK ME.
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rolled 10 = 10

>>19140422
What the fuck is this shit?
Emergency protocols?
Let's hit him with all we got till his shield overloads.
Drones, fire.
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rolled 35 = 35

>>19140436
>>19140439
Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck
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rolled 61 = 61

>>19140422
Lets retreat. I don't like that thing
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>>19140423
FULL RETREAT!
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rolled 94 = 94

I agree, let's see if Lucas got what he came for and bug the fuck out.
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rolled 80 = 80

>>19140436
I want to counter roll, but knowing our luck; we'll all just die.

Here goes nothing!
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rolled 55 = 55

>>19140439
>>19140442
Sorry, little out of it today. Sometimes get 'em mixed up in my head like an idiot but sort them back out. This is the first time I've posted with them mixed up. Like an idiot.

>>19140436
IT'S NOT EVEN PILOTED YOU FUCK, IT'S JUST THE SUIT ON AUTOPILOT TRYING TO KEEP US FROM FUCKING HIM UP, HOW COULD YOU FAFF THIS UP?

I'm rolling that we inded bug out and not try and kill him outright. Because killing him is exactly what they designed to be nigh impossible. I doubt they accounted for us trying to capture him, but we'll try that when we actually have a good idea of what the frenzied Kell-suit can do.
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You bring both gunner drites to bear, and you fire, but the projectiles spark off of the red sphere.

"Lucca, fire all of your drones at him."
Lucca doesn't respond.
Pissed, you flail his own shield arm at him. It slams into his shield. . and is quickly repulsed back at you. You duck below the heavy mono-shield, but you hear a shearing noise. Your own gunner drites fall to the ground, sheared off.

<We've taken damage.> Magenta says.

"Fuck." You say. "Lucas, you done?"
"Yes, I'm done." He says.

"Retreat!" You say, and you run, snatching your own dismembered gunner drites off of the ground.

You get back to the van quite quickly, and Lucas gets in the driver seat and starts driving. "Lucca, you have your drones?"

". . . Lucca?" He asks, looking back.

>Roll 1d100.
>Taking first roll.
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rolled 33 = 33

>>19140492
Uh-oh
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rolled 85 = 85

>>19140492
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>>19140483
It may be just Blasphemous Romours, but we might be in for Some Great Reward.
Can we play with him, like Master And Servant?
Just so we have Something To Do.
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rolled 53 = 53

>>19140492
ROLL SNIPE
dealwithit.jpg
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>>19140505
>Green roll
>rolled 33 = 33

Is it time to use a fate reroll?
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rolled 5 = 5

>>19140492
AZURE WHAT DO YOU KNOW ABOUT FIRST AID?

AIRWAY, BLEEDING, TRAUMA...
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>>19140492
>>19140505
We got fate points, it might be prudent to burn one, I like Lucca.
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>>19140522
Maybe it's not all that bad?
We did sever the connection as fast as possible. She might just be unconscious for now
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>>19140522
Depends.
Exabyte can we use the reroll after seeing the result?
If no then I vote for reroll
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rolled 47 = 47

>>19140522
It may be.

Why'd you have to ninja your way in there as opposed to the 85, 33 guy? Why?
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>So goddamn close, guys.

Lucca's lying there in her chair, eyes closed, blood leaking from her mouth, nose and eyes.

"Oh." Lucas says. "Oh god."

>FATE REROLL VOTING MODE ACTIVE
>[] Use Fate Reroll.
>[] Do not use Fate Reroll.
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no question. use it now
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>>19140541
>>[X] Use Fate Reroll.
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>>19140541
Yeah, sure, lets use it.

Do we connect to her with a cable and sort her out or something?
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>>19140541
[X] Use Fate Reroll.
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>>19140541
use reroll
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>>19140541
Use it!
We will never let someone die!
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>>19140541
Fate Reroll Activate!
[x] Use Fate Reroll.
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>>19140541
Reroll that shit, reroll it now.
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rolled 43 = 43

>>19140541
USE IT use it with sudden first aid

<we built it into magenta just in case dave.>
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>>19140541
Use it
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>>19140541
Use the reroll.

It's time to try something we've never tried before.

It's time to hack into and fix Lucca's brain. IT'S JUST AN ORGANIC COMPUTER. WE CAN DO THIS. WE'RE DAVE MOTHERFUCKING DAVIS DAVIDSON. WE DID IT ONCE BEFORE WITH AZURE, AND WE'LL DO IT AGAIN NOW THAT WE'VE PRACTICED IT. Also, we should probably figure out how to do it regularly. NOW LET'S DO THIS SHIT.
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>Fate reroll used.
You're shaking, as you walk over to her. You can do this. You regularly hack objects when they don't have any kind of direct connection, right? You can. . you can do impossible things, and- and a brain isn't that much different than an electrical gadget, right?
<They aren't that similar.> Azure says, a solemn tone in her voice. you don't listen to her hahaha you can do this.
You close your eyes. .
But before you do anything, she coughs.
"My head hurts." She says. "It really, really fucking hurts. What the hell was that?"
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>>19140604
.....
Bah, no crazy awesome shit like when we did it with Azure.
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>>19140604
That was Project Immortal trying to chew into your brain. It seems like it was unpleasant.

We got what we came for, let's blow this joint.
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>>19140616
She's alive, so all's good... but yeah. That was rather underwhelming.
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>>19140604
"You just had your brain DDoS'd. I was about to go right in and fix things, but I think as soon as I thought to, the Bullfrog just went ahead and rebooted the overloaded server subconsciously. Kell's got some nasty hacking shit. Don't get near him with your drones again until we've got a security update against it. Speaking of Kell, I need to go clean what's left of him up before we go. Excuse me."
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rolled 79 = 79

>>19140604
"someone hacked your brain through the chair"
then start diagnosing
"what is your name, age, and employers name"
"how many fingers am I holding up"(hold up a drite and a few fingers)
>>
Wait.
Did we take the hounds with us!?
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>I would have made the fate roll do something special where you directly save her life. . But I don't want to open up precedent for organic mind-hacking quite yet.

"You just had your brain DDoS'd by Project Immortal. Don't let him hug your drones next time." You say.
"I- I won't." She says.
"But first, I need to make sure you're not brain damaged." You say. "What is your name, age, and your employer's name?"
"My name is Lucca, and I'm twenty five years old, and my employer's name is classified." She said, blinking.
"How many fingers am I holding up?"
"Do 'drite claws count as fingers?"
"Yeah."
"Three."
"I think we might need Jun to take a look at you, but everything seems okay." You say.

Behind you, your controlled dogs follow the van. . But as they leave the range of the controller. . they all start shutting down, the power cores completely deactivating. Damn it.
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>>19140690
Completely understandable, yet still incredibly lame.
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rolled 61 = 61

>>19140690
NOOO
USE OURSELF AS A CONTROLLER!
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>>19140690
We could have hacked through the chair, not directly into her brain. Since the chair is directly linked into her nervous system we could use it to kickstart her brain and/or other organs, without any precedent setting.
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rolled 74 = 74

>>19140690
Let's carry them with us. We might have found ourselves a pastime here.
Robo-dog breeding, now that's a hobby.
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>>19140690
>>I would have made the fate roll do something special where you directly save her life. . But I don't want to open up precedent for organic mind-hacking quite yet.
Well. I don't know. We could have connected to IDW and done some mumbo jumbo to save her. The point is, we would have shown that we saved her life somehow. That would have been awesome. As it stands, we completely wasted our downtime on this.

Next time when we get downtime, lets not waste it searching for more mission, shall we?
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rolled 10 = 10

>>19140705
>>19140690
like that nat 100 last thread to call up a whale from the deeps of the antarctic ocean

it's hitting the absurdity event horizon, with a truck.
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>>19140690
"What did you guys steal anyway?"
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>>19140745
>Exactly. I don't want to hit that horizon quite yet. At least, until I get drunk and run Ishelda quest, during which EVERYTHING IS POSSIBLE and possibly not very relevant to the overall story.

You redouble your efforts in spoofing the controller, but it seems that there's something you're missing, something you can't spoof right.
<Cyan, do you know what it is?>
<I don't.> Cyan says. <It's some kind of encryption that I can't crack. It seems their power cores require constant updates from the controller or they shut down. It seems. . tailor made against us.>

"Mind stopping the van?" You ask Lucas. He does so, and you grab two of the hounds- any more and you couldn't carry them- you put them in the back of the van, and go over them to make sure there are no bugs or traps.
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>>19140745
Nah, I wasn't disappointed that we didn't get to rehack her brain to life, but that we basically did nothing awesome for that 100.
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>>19140765
Set up a joint Agent picnic or potluck. We have some time off and solidifying good relationships between the agents would be nice, also it'll give Grayson and Epsilon a chance to talk.
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>>19140745
Man. Dave has watched whale programs and shit. It's perfectly plausible he could've synthesized a whale call!

>>19140765
Wait. I know what we should do with them. As soon as we get back to EE, we need to kitbash these things together and make one big ol' robotic King Shepherd or Great Dane! YEAH! WHO NEEDS MAN'S BEST ORGANIC FRIEND WHEN YOU CAN BUILD A MECHANICAL EQUIVALENT?
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>>19140765
We will get EE to make robotic CATS! Complete with the ability to cough up small EMP bombs!
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>>19140766
Yeah. We should have done something visibly awesome.
Oh well.

We can't be awesome all the time I guess
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>>19140818
>>19140816
>>19140815
steel lynxes you say?

I like your style
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"What kind of info did you steal, anyway?"
"Well, they wrote some kind of powerful software. Some kind of haptic-kinetic control blah blah blah fancy words. While I was in the warehouse, I saw some guy using it and cussing about his 'dogs' not listening to him."
Lucca rubbed her eyes, and started cleaning the blood off of her face. "How exactly did this guy use it?"
"Well, he was wearing these big VR goggles, and just moving his hands and head randomly. There was a strange rhythm to it." Lucas said. "Hey, Dave. For helping us, I'll give you a copy of the software. You probably won't use it, but you can give it to your people."
You take the disk he gives you, and the three of you stop in B-2 of the EE building, taking the elevator up to Jun's office.
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>>19140854
"Thanks. I'm sure Jun or Amy can do something with it."
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rolled 9 = 9

>>19140854
>>19140854
>Well, he was wearing these big VR goggles, and just moving his hands and head randomly


what you did there...I see it

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PDboaDrHGbA&ob=av2e
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>>19140854
Sounds cool, I'm sure my folks will love it.

If Jun asks why we went on a mission our response should be that there wasn't anything good on TV.
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>>19140854
"Cool. So, Lucca. I know you know a lot about drones. What do you know about robo-dogs?"
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>>19140884
>http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PDboaDrHGbA&ob=av2e

>What the fuck am I watching

Suddenly I don't even like those hounds anymore
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"Thanks." You say. "I'm sure Jun or Amy can do something with it."
"Oh? Gemini, Dave. To what do I owe this pleasure?" Jun asks as you walk into her office.
"Possible brain damage." You say. "There was another fight with Project Immortal, and Lucca's drones took a bad hit."
"I see. . I'll take a look immediately." Jun says, as Lucca walks over to the scanning device. She hits a key at her terminal, and the scanning device ran.
"Something. .definitely happened." Jun said. "But I think she'll be fine."
"Okay, that's good to hear." Lucas said, breathing a sigh of relief. Him and Lucca leave back for the van.
"Dave. . I think it's a good idea that you're helping KI on their missions." She says, after they leave. "Because. . Well, we could really use some kind of alliance, so if we make ourselves useful to them. . "
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rolled 10 = 10

>>19140923
a very expensive commercial for middle shelf vodka.

why?

I thought it was an amusing video...
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>>19140931
"Cool.
Here is something we got from that mission." Give her the disk and have her examine it.

...
"So what is it?"

"Also, I stole a couple of their robo-hounds"
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>>19140931
WE WILL CREATE CYBER CATS
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>>19140931
"So how are you doing these days?"
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>>19140931
Jun, I may act like a battering ram whose mental faculties consists of smash with drite and hack with brain, but I'm not dumb. I am well aware of that fact and have been getting our agents their agents on good terms. Though if we're heading for an alliance try to expedite that process, the sooner we get it done the more impressed they'll remain by me and the other agents and the less they'll notice that we're your only agents.

Also if you need any help getting on the board a bit faster let me know.

Also I brought a gift, give her the CD.
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rolled 81 = 81

>>19140956

I vote we visit mark for that
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>>19140931
"Yeah, yeah. It's really not about the KI alliance, though that'll be great. The Twins are just good people. Plus, they were going after CD, which is always a reason to team up with somebody. They're two bloody great handfulls of fun."

"But I'm more worried about Kell. Resurgence was there the first time I fought him, they'd planted a bomb on the CD helicopter. I'm worried Resurgence and CD might be working together. That, or Resurgence is way better at being stealthy bastards than we thought, despite being a bunch of kids. I thought they were a bunch of nutty terrorists, but you know what they did? They STOLE MY WARHAMMER ARMY! That's not the action of a terrorist, that's the action of a cheeky teenager spending too much time on the internet, who sees an opportunity to troll someone. So something's up with Resurgence, and CD, and it's more than a bit confusing. Is Kell with CD or Resurgence or both? Is Resurgence a bunch of wizards who can magically make create bombs with a Locate Helicopter spell and loads of metamagic? I just don't get it, Jun."
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>>19141003
We need some Anti-Kell measures
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"Jun, I may act like a battering ram whose mental faculties consists of smash with drite and hack with brain, but I'm not dumb. I am well aware of that fact and have been getting our agents their agents on good terms. Plus, the twins are good people, and they were going after CD." You say. "Here's something we got from that mission. Lucas has his own copy." You hand her the disk.
"I'll have Abel take a look." She said. "Software isn't my forte."
"Also, I stole a couple of their robo-hounds." You say.
"Robo-hounds?"
"Well, like. . power suit robots. In the shape of dogs."
"Try giving those to Mark." She said. "He can reverse engineer them- he's our resident expert on power suits."
"And then he can make me cybercats." You say, clapping your hands together with childish glee."
"If. . if he can, go ahead and ask him." Jun says, blinking- not entirely sure how to react.
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>>19141025
"So how is stuff with the Board? Do you know what the company is planning?"
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>>19141025
Hey you want the smashiest agent around with a magic hacking brain you get to put up with his quirks.

So how's life been on your end, how's James and when are you going to get on the board?
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>>19141025
EMP hairballs HERE WE GO!
(And yes i am serious. We need something effective against Project Immortal and EMP seems like a good place to start. Although it will be risky if we carry one close to the bullfrog, having cats that deliver it for us might work.)
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"Hey, if you want the smashiest agent around with a magic hacking brain, you get to put up with his quirks."
"I see." She says in a dry tone.
"So, how's life been on your end? How's James, when are you going to get on the board?"
". . How did you know I was going to get on the board?" She asked, raising her eyebrow. "It's been. . discussed behind closed doors. Karmine is retiring, and I'm taking his place on the board when he does."
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>>19141025
"What can you say about Kell so far? All I know is he's some poor nobody I killed because he was going to raise an alert. So I thought at the time. I could've just held him at gunpoint, but it was too risky. And then Cadmium Dynamics raised him from the dead as some sort of super-zombie, with all his mental faculties intact. He's Cadmium Dynamic's answer to me. That's pretty much all I know."

In addition to the Kell-Resurgence gittery. That's a bit important I think, but that's just me.

>>19141065
"Ah. Err. Hearsay. You know, word gets around. Gossip and such. So, who's Karmine? Good guy, asshole, what?"
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>>19141053
Or we could try to find a way to overload this powercore and blow it up, hopefully creating a chain-reaction with the all his other powercores.
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>>19141065
"I don't know actually, must be the voices in my head again."

"Good for you. What do you see for the future of the corp?"
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>>19141065
Educated guess. Come on, you got me, and I brought in Amy and Abel. We've been incredibly effective and despite its limitations in who it could be implanted into the Bullfrog has been one hell of a success by any metric. Given that I saved their lives and you gave me my magic spine, I'd of eaten my hat if you weren't getting a position.

Good on you by the way.

So how's James.

Tell her about Kell, project immortal and so on. Also did we keep the shield arm, because I wanted to, it could be useful for a number of things.
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rolled 75 = 75

>>19141109
or we could start a collection of miscellaneous immortal parts...

maybe make a new litterbox for Ishelda with them...
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"Eh, Hearsay. Word gets around. Gossip, rumors, stuff like that." You say. What do you think about Kell so far? All I know is he's some poor nobody I killed because he was going to raise an alert. And then Cadmium Dynamics raised him from the dead as some sort of super-zombie, with all his mental faculties intact. He's Cadmium Dynamic's answer to me."
You explain what happened just half an hour ago, including your battle with him.
"I can't say I know much either." Jun said. "It seems that CD is being very secretive about him- Abel's been looking since yesterday, but he hasn't found anything useful. They're acting as if whatever he is, and the technology surrounding him, is completely top secret. If he keeps upgrading differently than the time he fought you in Mark's plane, then they must be sinking tons of money and supplies into him. Which means that it would be more expensive to build a brand new project immortal, as opposed to repairing the old one."
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>>19141136
"More expensive to build one, huh? What if we stole the current one?"
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>>19141136
"I see.
Hmm, maybe they want their own heavy hitter then?
Hey, do you have any ideas how to by-pass jammed equipment. I'm running into this problem more and more lately. Could you work on something?"
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>>19141136
Yeah, he changes his load out each time, I wonder if eventually he'll tell me that this is his true form or his final form, as it is he's just a constant annoyance with a massive rage boner for me.

I think I grabbed some of his parts, he had a pretty cool shield that might be fun, I ripped it off him and beat him with it.

Also any ideas for getting around standard jamming tech?
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"I see." You say. "Hmm, maybe they want their own heavy hitter? After I decapitated their last one, at least."
"Possibly." She said.
"Hey, do you have any ideas how to bypass jammed equipment? I'm running into this problem more and more lately. Could you work on something?" You ask. She steeples her fingers.
"Well, your cables create a direct connection, and make it easier for you to hack, correct?" She asks, steepling her fingers. "I might be able to upgrade your augment and drive a cable through your arm- then set up something similar to an EM hammer connected to the cable. Whatever signal you give off, the EM hammer should amplify that- if that doesn't work, then you can at least hack easier by contacting whatever it is you want to, just by pressing the Hammer's palm to it." She says. "I'll get to work on the design, but it may take some time."
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>>19141226
Thanks Jun. Say hi to James for me, tell him that scary tentacles and power armor man says hi and to pay more attention to his homework.

Take care of yourself.

Visit Mark, initiate robo cats and set up our joint agent party.
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>>19141226
"Instead of the arms, could it be done on the drites? All 4 of them? Would be easier to make direct contact that way.
Heck, might as well remove the gattling guns. Everyone and their grandmother seem to have powershields these days"

Actually, go visit Mark. He might have an idea how to replace or improve the gatling guns.
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rolled 91 = 91

>>19141245
and get our gun drites fixed

as I recall there was a severance of certain things...
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>>19141245
Cats? Man, we already have the best cat in the world, Ishelda, and she'd easily beat up any tin can imitation. Speaking of Ishelda, did we move her into Grayson's place yet?

I'm telling you. Big friendly robo-Great Dane or King Shepherd or some other massive breed with some robust doglike AI running him. He'll be the new cybernetic man's best cybernetic friend.
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"Thanks, Jun." You say. "Say hi to James for me, and take care of yourself."
She nods. "I will."

You take the elevator down to B-2, where the dogs are waiting, and then take the elevator down to B-4, both dogs and both destroyed gunner-drites on your shoulders.

"Hey, Mark." You say. He raises his eyebrows.

"Robotic wolves, and you severed your mechandrites. I have a feeling that you went on a mission today."
You nod. He sighs.
"Okay, which do you want first? I can repair your drites, maybe upgrade them, or I can focus directly on the wolves, to reverse engineer them."
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>>19141286
"The drites.
Also, it seems everyone has a power shield these days so the gattling guns have become redundant. Any idea what to replace them for? Something that can pierce or at least damage the shields?"
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>>19141286
"I also have the software they used to control these dogs. Might help out with reverse-engineering"
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>>19141286
Drites first, I always use them much more often, the dogs are more of a side project thing. I need something to deal with powershields on them at range. Also any way to give the power claws a highly contained shockwave power field thing to make them crush things better?
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>>19141286
"Can I get another engine tune-up and some better plating without worsening the weight enough that I can't use 'em without the suit? Because my old 'drites are a little lacking. You can feel free to take your time figuring out the wolves' workings, I'm going to have to write an AI for the new construct based on 'em and probably built from some of their parts. Oh, and these gatling guns. They're a bit... Lackluster. Think you can replace them with something with a bit more kick? Maybe something like Mjolnir here? In fact have, you even met Mjolnir yet?"
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rolled 5 = 5

>>19141298
>>19141298
suppose we can get Amy's Lightsaber installed guys?

half second bursts of plasma sound like a viable option...

drop the mass needed for the gauss guns, just one barrel, and the PLASMA LIGHTSABER

and don't forget to mount mortars on our robot minions...

we are the drone father!
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"The Drites." You say, and he takes them for you. "Also, it seems everyone has a power shield these days, so the gatling gausses have pretty much become redundant. Any idea what to replace them with? Something that can pierce or at least damage the shields?"

"Well. . Hmm. . Grayson was telling me about Sigma's rifle, and the way his bullets have internal power cores set to overcharge. We could set up those, but you'd have a limit of how fast they can fire. Alternatively, Amy's been screwing about with making some kind of contained plasma blade- she hasn't gotten far, instead only making these. . flamethrowers, I suppose you could say. We could tie those in, but they would be exclusively medium-to-short-range."
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>>19141357
"Yeah, lets do it. Guns like Sigma had. I can deal with low rate of fire if it means that the shots will count."

"Maybe when Amy is ready with lightsabers, we can put them in too."

After that go see Amy.
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>>19141357
I'm mainly in a medium to short range arena anyways. If I need long range it tends to be against something big and I use the Javelin. I'd go for the exploding bullets, we already are deadly as hell in melee, our problem is longer ranges.

Also are there any ways to make the power claws more chompy and murdery?
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>>19141357
"We could go with one of each, divided between the 'drites. Or stick both on, if there's room. Gotta be versatile. Light targets will be shredded better than these gatling gausses and even heavy targets won't like taking a gout of plasma to the face, and power bullets will shred shields and armor as well as turn regulars to fine red mist. Considering the terror created by a plasma flamethrower I doubt I'll actually have to hurt anyone with it; it'll be an instant rout."
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rolled 22 = 22

>>19141383
in fact, the first thing we ask is "hi Amy, are the lightsabers ready? cause I need some new things with witch to do death"
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"Well, what if we use the same firing system as Mjolnir here?" you say, and hand him the handcannon.

"Nuclear?" He asked, eyes widening as he examines the handcannon. "This. .this is something fucked up." He looked up to you. "But incredibly destructive. If I use this, then those drites will be more like. . Artillery or something. Cannons, instead of guns. Moreso, if I make the cannonballs explosive. Which I can do."

>[]Artillery 'Drites
>[]Plasmathrower 'Drites
>[]Piercing 'Drites

"Also, any chance you can make my heavy drites more. . chompy?"
"Not really." He responded. "Those power claws are as good as they can be for now."
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>>19141435
>[x]Artillery 'Drites
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>>19141435
>>[X]Piercing 'Drites
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[]Artillery 'Drites
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>>19141435
Artillery, I threw subtlety out the window a long time ago.

Piercing drites is the standard Sigma like rifle right?
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>>19141435
Let's take the sniper drites.
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>>19141435
1 artillery, 1 piercing
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[]Piercing 'Drites
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>>19141457
>Indeed; piercing drites are ones with internal power cores, but extra slow fire rate due to ammo feed.
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>>19141468
Oh wait, this.

We can have both!

>>19141477
No way to put guns into our heavy drites?
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>>19141435
"Just where the fuck is this thing from, anyways, and how does it work? Does it fire nuclear bullets, or use nuclear fission to propel its shots, or both? I haven't gotten a handle on it other than 'it's radioactive and goes boom.' I got it off the black market from a fine Slavic gentleman named Oleg, but never thought to ask about its origins. What do you know about it? Anyways, artillery and a flamethrower. So I can go all WWI on Cadmium's asses."
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"One piercing, one artillery." You say.
"Ah, going for adaptive, eh?" He asked. "Got it. One of each."
"There's no way to add any guns to my heavy drites, are there?"
"Not if you want to keep the power claws, no."
"I see." You say.
"And just how does the gun work? Does it fire nuclear bullets, or use nuclear fission to propel it's shots, or both? I haven't gotten a handle on it other than 'It's radioactive and goes boom'."
"Well, it uses nuclear fission to propel its shots, mostly." He says. "It causes very small nuclear explosions, focused via a very, very strong barrel to keep the entire thing from exploding. The only downside is that the recoil is pretty rediculous."

You shrug, and watch as he puts together the two 'drites, using the synthesis machine to generate a barrel out of 'atomic goop' for the artillery drite, and setting up a long ammo feed for the piercing drite. "You going to want retractable knives in them too?" He asks, and you nod.

"Daaave." Amy says, from behind you. You turn back to look at her, and she gives you a wild grin. She's holding the gauntlet to a power suit, and it has what looks like plasma barrels attached to the top of it.
"It isn't exactly a lightsaber. . More like a wristblade." She says, the wide grin on her face.
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>>19141620
"Ooooh....
Show it!"
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>>19141501
To that effect we should also fling breakable gas containers at them.
I would suggest mustard gas. Ugly brown cloud goes apeshit on your organic components.
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>>19141620
Be like an excited kid in a candy store. Just look at her with a face full of wonder and ask her to show it off.
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rolled 7 = 7

>>19141620
>>19141620
you have no idea how sexy you are when you give me things...

grab with heavy drites, give long passionate kiss and sit in a corner and squeeee over the wrist blades.
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>>19141620
"That's awesome. I'm about to be a walking artillery platform and my own spotter. Mark, can you put a scope into the power core rifle?"
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"Oooh. . . Show it, show it."

She nods, and flicks it on. Instantly, a long, curved wristblade of plasma shot out, creating a long sheet of stationary plasma. It glowed, gleaming green.

She poked a dowel into it, and pulled back- anything that touched the blade didn't come back.

"The thing can last forever!" She said. "There's no cooldown problems, because once it starts up, it only has to run very slightly to restore any plasma that's been lost."

She flicked it off, and the plasma vanished.
"That's awesome." You say. "I'm about to be a walking artillery platform, and my own spotter. Mark, can you put a scope into the power core rifle?"
"Well, I was already repairing the camera. .but I can replace it with a long range one." He said. "On it."
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>>19141620
Now that we have an artillery weapon to deliver various payloads, maybe we should think about unconventional ammunition.
Shield disruptors, poison and corrosives, beacons, whatever.
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>>19141695
>>19141718
I have always wondered if it is possible to put EMP in bullets.
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>>19141695
You are the single greatest girlfriend ever, I just thought you should know that. With some time could you futz with the power claws and turn them into plasma power claws that melt and crush anything between them? No hurry though, just throwing ideas out there.
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>>19141695
"I need that plasma blade on both of my arms.

Actually, could you replace the monoknives on my drites with plasma?"
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rolled 43 = 43

>>19141718
>>19141718
it's not actually artillery in that sense.

it's just a REALLY HEAVY WEAPON
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>>19141746
Fucketh thou, we're going to MAKE it artillery in that sense!
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"Here you go, Dave." Mark said, handing you the drites. "I also decided to toss the power suit material in there, instead of repairing the hydraulics. A lot easier on maintenance, and a lot more powerful. Don't know why I didn't do it before."

>2x gunner drites upgraded!

"So, Because of the low power requirement. . " Amy said, detaching most of the plasma systems from the gauntlet. "I can add these to your shockwave gauntlet, and use it's power core." She says, attaching it to the Fus Ro Dah.
>Shockwave gauntlet upgraded!

"And then. . we can complete the Ravens." She gave you a mischievous smile, telling you that she was. . planning something.
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>>19141759
Ok I think we can make this work. We have a giant artillery piece in a fifth drite dedicated entirely to this. When it straightens out it becomes a super railgun mass driver of death or something like that, we use the rest of the drites as bracing and power it somehow.
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>>19141746
It ballistically propels physical projectiles in the general direction of an enemy.
That's all we need to fling all kinds of shit at them.
It worked in WWII, why not now?
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>>19141774
I happen to enjoy it when Amy is planning something, it's going to be sexy, either in a normal way or in a flying motorcycle that can get to Antarctica in an hour way.
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>>19141777
Or we place a remote-operated mortar platform.
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>>19141774
Raise an eyebrow "You have something planned?"
"You need my help?"

"Thanks, Mark."
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>>19141777
or a back mounted cannon.

then we have a choice

"and what would you like on top of your carnage pizza sir? one topping(single cannon al-a pic related right side) or two(our current setup)?"
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>>19141774
"It's inhumane, Mark, but some of these Cadmium Dynamics goons seem like real bastards, plus, they use lobotomized drugged-up cyborg monsters on a regular basis, so I'm a little disinterested in showing them equal humane rights. Can we load this thing up with some more conventionally unconventional shells? Chemical weapons, canister shot, frag rounds and armor-piercing slugs? Y'know, stuff that isn't JUST one little nuclear fission reaction. Variety is the spice of life."

"Amy. I both like and don't like that grin. What are you planning?"
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"You have something planned?" You ask, raising your eyebrow.
"Yep!"
"You need my help?"
"Couldn't do it without you." She responds. "Well, I could, but it wouldn't be as fun."
"Okay." You say, and turn back to Mark. "Thanks, Mark."
"No problem. I'll get to work on these robo-canines." He said, hefting one onto the workshop table.

You enter Amy's garage-slash-workshop, and she's instantly on top of you, pulling you close.
"You never intended on working on the Ravens, did you?"
"Nope." She responded, reddening as she kissed you.

>>End of thread 21
>>I'll stick around. . until I start playing more D3. My twitter's @futureexabyte .
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rolled 88 = 88

>>19141848
this, plus

"...on second thought I LOVE that grin Amy; lets get going."
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>>19141861
Yay! Sexy times!
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>>19141861
Could we turn ourself into an artillery platform with a bit of work, not for most missions but have the option available to do so if we need to say blow gunships and planes out of the sky.
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rolled 41 = 41

>>19141861
...pardon me I'm off to /d/ to watch some tentacle porn...

just kidding...

you be awesome dude...
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We have high tech around, we have masive energy sources.
Why don't we have laser weapons?
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>>19141910
>They can't miniaturize light sources enough to be able to focus a laser as a weapon- at least on handheld scale. On vehicle scale, it's possible, however.
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rolled 67 = 67

>>19141923
at what point do we start being qualified as "vehicle"?

also I do hope you start the next thread with some commic 'faded to black' comments and exclamations
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>>19141956
>Sorry to let you down, but tomorrow's thread will start after the sexy times. This end-of-thread was the official fade to black.
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>>19141923
So we could mount a laser cannon onto a plane or large drone?
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>>19141989
>On a heavy drone, no. On a plane, possibly. A standard laser is about tank-turret sized, but when it has enough coolant, it can fire lasery death nonstop.
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rolled 96 = 96

>>19141972
oh I wasn't asking for details just that you start with

PRAISE THE OMNISIAH! (or something)

and then start as if nothing has happened afterward
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>>19141972
We didn't happen to do the dirty deed on any workshop spaces or the Ravens, did we? Because doing this in a cluttered armory-workshop with all sorts of high tech gadgets and weaponry everywhere seems a little dangerous. What if we accidentally take out a section of the building's windows or wall by accidentally bumping our fantabulous ass into a death ray's activation switch or screwed while flying across the city on the back of our pimp-ass hoverbike by accidentally sticking a foot to the throttle?
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>>19142016
I was thinking something the size of a spectre.
Since we have problems having our projectiles connect, we should possibly tech it up and just bypass the shields with lasers.
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rolled 63 = 63

>>19142035
now, I'm imaging the apoplexy of first Verne and then Amy's mother when they find out what their daughter is doing while flying at low altitude, and high velocity...

or the holes in the walls and upholstery
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>>19142035
>While the workshop is full of tables with random high-tech gadgets, and the two Ravens suspended in the air, there are still several clear spaces, such as the couch and TV area, or perhaps Amy's bed, and the table next to the kitchenette. The garage is actually very large and not that cluttered, all things considered.
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rolled 1 = 1

shhhhh! youre ruining the mental images I've constructed of that place over time; and by extension the antics taking place.
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So what made Amy to go all sexy on us?

Kinda weird if you ask me
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>>19142162
Then we will utilize all of these spaces, and laugh anytime someone else is using them.
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>>19142182
We've been going out, but never actually got any sexy times due to reasons.
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rolled 96 = 96

I think he means that her living area is A garage, but not necessarily the one in the basement of EE.

and further I think that it is otherwise unocupied save by projects and work area
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>>19142182
>In the last thread, after waking up, Amy asked you if you two ended up doing anything. the reason she wasn't sure was because the night before, she had A Dream. Spent most of the day thinking about said dream.

>>19142179
>The garage is essentially a large, one building where all of Amy's belongings are- she uses one corner as a kitchenette, the other corner as a den-slash-living room, and the rest of it is mostly all a workshop area.
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>>19142265
>the reason she wasn't sure was because the night before, she had A Dream. Spent most of the day thinking about said dream.

Oooh, was it a Sexy dream?
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>>19142275
>Yes, yes it was.
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>>19142284
>>19142265

Man, I was afraid that we would have to work really hard to get sexy times. Like, taking it slowly and finally doing it after a nice romantic date to set the mood and all that cliche jazz.

Amy is more assertive than I thought.


I hope Verme doesn't get too pissed at us. Though I don't understand why he would want to shelter her from "that"... I mean, she has been killing people for last 6 years.
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>>19142314
He's going to sock us one, man, it's inevitable.
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rolled 19 = 19

I think it has to do with the whole "cleaning the shotgun" thing

Verne is as protective as he is because it is expected; and so that the cowards get scared away
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>>19142314
Well he's a mercenary but he's also her uncle and main parent figure, he probably has a lot more experience with keeping her covered in combat than relationship advice
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Late to the dance, but a few notes:

Next time, we kill Kell. We do it by overloading his shields, then fragging every power core he has. No close combat, no monologues. Just alpha strike the everloving fuck out of him as soon as he shows face. On the plus side, our plasma blade should be able to take care of crazy zombification cables.

We might even want some drones for this. Not the standard interface and fuck about kinds. No, some stealthy Predator type drones that loiter and drop kilotons of pain on whatever we tell it to. Preprogrammed mission parameters, only one strike command, and none of this remote hackable shenanigans. Flying blackbodies that rain hate on whatever we're painting with a targeting laser when we send the word "go" on the right frequency.

Also, are there any kinds of restrictions, treaties, or laws that would keep us from developing Rods from God? We could use our supermetals and some precise targeting systems. Nothing says FUCK YOU like six feet of ultradense mass punching into you at double-digit multiples of the speed of sound, preferably with an EFP or a fusion blast deployed on point of impact.
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>No close combat, no monologues
>no monologues

I agree with this. What the fuck is up with villain monologues? Why the fuck do you people think we can somehow win him over?
Jesus, lets change places for a moment. Would Dave turn coat and join CD if Kell started spouting some bullshit? Hell no! Consider that Kell might have his own "Amy" in CD, his own "bro-Abel", his own scientist that saved him brought back to life. He has as much reason to stay loyal to CD as we do to EE.
Besides that, he is also a powerful opponent who has a chance to take us out, he's not going to stand down and surrender due to some lines.


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