Archive: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=[PROTOTYPE]Last thread: Not Found[/Red]Subject: Jacob MarshalDesignation: DeimosInfected: EvolvedBio: Jacob Marshal, an ex-mercenary in his mid-twenties. Having picked his visiting cousin Nina up from the airport, now finds himself trapped in the Florida redzone. While trying to get his cousin to safety, Jacob was ambushed and infected with the blacklight virus. Now one of the evolved, Jacob must find a way to safely get Nina out of the exceedingly deadly hellscape the eastern Floridian coast has become.________________________________________________________________________You can’t help but be impressed by these revolvers, well, they will be proper revolvers once you cut the stocks off. More impressive is the little plaques that were left in front of the Rifles case, one of which talks about how their maker just wanted something to go gator hunting with his son, his disappointment with the Circuit Judge revolving carbines, and how he made these custom to accept that large .454 casull round he loves using on the scaly bastards. It’s rather touching, and you can’t help but hope the gunsmith at least got to take these out with his boy once.As you saw off the buttstock with one of your claws you begin looking around for some ammo, and come up with a few small boxes of the large revolver rounds. You dump these into your duster pockets as you come across a few 44 magnum holsters coming out of the door and get an idea. Stepping back inside you cut out the bottom and slide the long barrel of the revolver down in it. well it should work, so you attempt to form your biomass to produce holsters. Looking at yourself in one of your Harley’s side mirrors, you can’t help but chuckle at how much of a throwback to a god damn cowboy you look like.Stowing away all the weapons you found you are not going to be keeping on your person proves rather difficult and leaves the body and barrel of the shotgun and levergat sticking right out of your saddle bags. Aircraft parts, some stuff to make a flame thrower out of, a bunch of bullets, and now more firearms than you have people to look after. They’ll definitely be well protected, if they weren’t already what with being a fucking black goo monster. Great, those thoughts are back. Sitting on your Harley you turn on the engine and then lean on the light between your handle bars.
Has it really just been around a week and a half since this all started? You’ve seen horrifying abominations to god three times the size of a normal person, you’ve seen walking corpses, sometimes eating dead bodies, and you’ve been turned into one of these lovecraftian horrors yourself. As the realization hits you, you sigh. Your description is wanted by the government for being an inhuman man-eating monster, you’ll be lucky enough if you avoid getting identified completely, but past that, how would you go back to a normal life? There have been three outbreaks of this fucking Lovecraft virus within the span of a decade, you’ll be beyond lucky if screening for this doesn’t become a common part of every drug test.And not just you, Nina is stuck here. And she’s been in the redzone, a redzone you haven’t even heard of anyone being able to leave yet. Just getting her to the Yellow zone would mean that you would have to vanish and the question of where you ended up would come up. Practical problems aside you also have to take into account your cousins mental health. For having been dropped into instant hell and her cousin becoming whatever you are, she’s held up amazingly well. Shit, you just realized you haven’t confirmed if Madison is Ok or not, maybe now wouldn’t be the worst time to call Alexis and-“ghrrgh”What was? Was that a growl? You turn around and see it on the top of the roof to the gun store, you were napping too long and one of those large hunters has spotted you.>FightOr>Flight
You hop off your bike, just in time too. As you land on your feat the large brawler leaps just in front of you, swinging its claw. You dive under it and roll, standing ready to strike back.>Go for the melee>Draw your guns and strafe it>Go to the rooftop.
>>1621617>Go for the meleeTime to rip and tear
You form your claws and charge forwards to engage the muscular mutant. As it swipes for you, your claws rake its arm while you duck beneath it. You jump over it and get a good jab of at its shoulder but wind up backslapped into a car. The beast charges you.1d100+15+10 for a good reaction write in.+5 for coming up with a good way to wear this thing down and kill it.
Rolled 36 + 30 (1d100 + 30)>>1621654Duck underneath it and form claws to dig into the damned thing's legs. Make sure to keep up the matador act
>>1621677>to keep up the matador actElaborate?
anyone else want to roll?
>>1621684El Matador Act- The act of having the enemy charge at you, dodge out of thr way, and give an injury. Repeat until said enemy is dead
You drop out of the path of the hunter as it slams itself into the car, punching through the plastic door with its claw. That thing had enough force to shove your organs out of your chest. You form tendrils and fire them into it’s flank. The beast growls as it slices through one of the tendrils that didn’t retract fast enough. It burns, just like every time something does that. You leap back to another car and as your land and the hunter is about to slam into you, jump again it rams its head into the door and you form you axe, trying to drop it onto the beast skull. As your come down like a guillotine, the hunter raises its arms, Grabbing and stopping the blade from digging more than an inch into its shoulder. Your thrown, and slam into another burned out husk of a station wagon, the monster running at you again.>keep trying with melee.>switch to ranged strafing.>try to evade it.>write in.
>>1621745>keep trying with melee.Only go for shield-bashing this time
>>1621809Does that mean you want to use your daily?
>>1621817Nevermind then, just rush in and keep ripping and tearing
>>1621826you might not be able to take this thing head on, but he seems to be excessively aggressive.1d100+15Write ins of various quality.+15+20+25
Rolled 23 + 15 (1d100 + 15)>>1621846Rush in and begin tearing at the arms, rip them apart so it can't fight back as effectively. Then rip open the legs, so it can't run. Pelt it with needles, and finally when it's critically injured. Consume.
>>1621858Can I same fag E88? It just seems to be you and me at the moment, and I don't want to end up killing Jacob with my so far shitty rolls
Rolled 52 + 15 (1d100 + 15)>>1621846Hello Everyone! Glad to see this back. This is the Engineer!I don't think rushing this thing is a good idea. Try to keep our distance. Go for the needler.
>>1621871Oh come on man, I was thinking of getting practice in with our claws. We can't have specialization crippling us, but then again my rolls are like that of Jarod from dear 'ol Subway's ones for not fapping to kids
>>1621886I just think this thing seems to be doing better in melee than we are at the moment. I'm all for claws and no crippling overspecialization, but not when it's going to get us hurt and/or killed.
Rolled 64 + 30 (1d100 + 30)>>1621846Jump out of sight then reappear behind it and give it a hunter dirtnap before wailing on it with sharp things.
As the beast nears you swing your axe into the path of its claws while you make tendrils out of your other arm. It recoils back just for a minute, it's all you need to sling yourself through the blown off doors of the roasted ford. You wait, then you hear its feet pounding the ground, it's charging. Slinking to the rear of the car you turn the corner just as the impact sends it flying back. You lunge, axe blade swinging for the head, your blow staggers the hulk, a flash of blood sweeping the ground. Backpaddling your arm twist and snaps into the shape of your needler. The loud brapping of the air compressing appendage fills the parking lot as you put quill after quill into the beast. It grabs the toppled streetlamp hoisting it above its head as It brings it down, blood curdling roar escaping its maw.1d100+10 to evade. No bonuses
Rolled 50 + 10 (1d100 + 10)>>1621986Here's hoping we don't get our face smashed in with a lamppost.
back from dinner, it was good until I mistook the dipping sauce for desert. Writing
As you dive out of the way, the lamp pole crushes your leg beneath it, only to rise again, and slam over your back when you can’t scramble out of the way. Everything burns, you look down, blood. It’s literally beating the blood out of you with that thing. As the pole rises again you shoot at the beast with your Needler, but it doesn’t seem to faze the large hunter. “Shit!” you exclaim as the giant pole come crashing down once more, you barely roll out of the way but reform both your arm to tendrils and pull yourself up to the neon-electric sign of the nearby radio shack.When you come to a stop one thing you notice is the sign is still electrically charged. You got lucky you weren’t turned into the Lampoons cat.>start shooting it.>maybe you can use the sign to your advantage. (write in.)>you could probably build a lot of momentum with your axe from up here.>write in.
>>1622300>Axe. Got to drop off for the night. AC has decided to quit working, so I'm phoneposting because I'm afraid my laptop will catch on fire or something. Summer in the desert sucks.
>>1622300>you could probably build a lot of momentum with your axe from up here.
>>1622575Forgot to mention earlier, but I managed to print a pdf of thw last thread just before it fell off the internet. I can clean it up or something, maybe drop it in a pastebin? I've never used pastebin.
>>1623443Thanks mate, don't really have a paste bin set up, never used one either to be honest._____________________________________________________________As you shapeshift your arm to make your axe blade again, the beast hurls the hood of a burned-out Lexus at you. You dig your axe into the sign as you duck under and to the side of it. Sparks rain onto you as you turn to face the dog beast again, throwing its streetlamp like a spear into the building. You roll out of the way again, and see it charging, just a bit closer, a little more. Pulling your arm back, ready to jump down on it with that heavy blade of yours, the hunter just needs to get a little closer.1d100+15.+5 for one liners.
Rolled 22 + 15 (1d100 + 15)>>1623631"Let me 'axe' you a question: why are you so damn ugly?"I'll see about messing with pastebin tonight, or maybe this weekend, provided my AC is fixed and I can use my computer without it overheating.
Rolled 74 + 15 (1d100 + 15)>>1623631Looks like you want to get some Axe-swers
>>1623684>>1624871We are terrible at puns.
>>1624926You have my EnginEAR so say what you want!we can make them even worse
>>1623631Well, AC is back up (hopefully for good this time) but I discovered that the pdf I made of the last thread is just a bunch of image files. Anyone know of a decent piece of free software that does OCR? I'd sneak this to work and use Acrobat Pro there, but the company kinda frowns on us doing that sort of thing.
>>1625330what are you talking about?
>>1625349and I suppose also:>>1622575
>>1625369No one archived Thread 6 before it fell off the Internet.
>>1625403Ah, okay. Good catch. I usually don't go digging around in all the archives.>>1623631Hey OP, you might want to include the link in the header.
Sorry for leaving this so long. didn't mean to make the other day a one post session.____________________________________________________________________________94Right as the Hound from hell steps forwards to leap, you kick off the wall axe swinging ahead of you as you crash into the shoulder of the beast. Your blade slices deep into it's flesh, gore seeping from the wound as blood sprays around the two of you. Delivering a sharp kick to its ribs to prevent a retaliation slash, you draw your axe from the dripping wound, winding back as you swing again. The blade slashes deep, right into and through one of the claws of the hunter. The gory loss has left the hunter leaping back as quickly as it can but you pursue it, slashing again and again driving it back. It seems tired, so you shoot it again, this time with the huge revolvers you have recently acquired. The large .454 rounds dig deep into it's flesh, one of them even making it out of the soft tissue while taking an artery with it, leaving quite the leakage.It charges one last desperate time, which you hold your axe blade out to black as it rams into the flat of your razor-sharp appendage. You put the barrel to the head of the beast, pulling the trigger and ending the assault.Your exhausted, and lost quite a lot of blood, consuming it would be best. You don't waste time, nobody misses a monster like these things anyways, besides, it's still a combat zone, you can always ask god for forgiveness later. As you start devouring the beast, a thought goes through your mind, these things have been coming out of pods, and you found a large spider thing inside one of the local homes, there was even a hunter that jumped out at you when your fight with a juggernaut landed the two of you into one of the neighboring buildings. Even staying in that hotel, Nina and Clemence might not be as safe as the could be, one of these things might make its way inside and cocoon itself, and then what? Do they become those alligators? Grow bigger?You put it from your mind, you have to get out of here, back on your Harley you begin to head out, but now what? That survivor camp at the airport still wants area denial stuff for their fuel, and you haven’t found a damn thing of it, on the other side of things, Nina and Clemence could use the new fire arms.>head out back to Nina, and unload your goods.>go find some area denial weapons you want that jet fuel.>head back to Nina and Clemence, but only to search the nearby buildings.>Call Alexis, you should make sure Madison is ok and safe in the greenzone.
and of course.>write in.
is there anybody out there?
>>1627220>head out back to Nina, and unload your goods.Just got home, OP.
As you park your Harley against the side of the condo and begin unloading, you hear what sounds like screaming, which makes you hightail it up the stairwell and past your barricade. When you finally open the door, you’re left with a pissed off Nina and Clemence under the sink.“Just what the hell could be taking you so long, it’s been ten fucking hours!”“Do you want water or not!? I’m working as fast as I can you insufferable Bi- Ow! don’t kick me!”“watch your damn tongue you god damn-““Hey!” you interrupt.“Oh Jacob! Your back!”Clemence grumbles as he takes off a piece of piping. “hey, long time no see, when you get a chance, can you snake this fucking thing please!”You chuckle. “Hang on I have a few things to bring up that I brought ya’ll.”Heading back down you gather up the shotgun, the rifle, and the new G17. Hopefully they won’t have to see too much use. Kicking open the door as dramatically as possible you give a call. “Here’s the birthday gift ya’ll never fuckin had!” They jump back initially but damn if they aren’t impressed, slightly. And spend the afternoon getting everyone acquainted to their new weapons.“well, I don’t know what to say. Thanks, Hommie?”“Reckon that will do Clemence.”“I should probably get back to fixing the sink.”“nah.” Nina chimes in. “think we all earned our break, at least for now.”>Yeah, lets just relax for a bit.>come on, I’ll set up targets and we can practice shoot.>whats wrong with the sink?>write in.
>>1627734>whats wrong with the sink?A much as I'd like to go have group target practice, this might be important. Having running water and sink that doesn't fill up with stagnant wastewater is a good thing.
>>1627734>>come on, I’ll set up targets and we can practice shoot.
need one more soon or I shall roll.
Rolled 1 (1d2)1 sink.2 target practice.
could black light go through the sewer an up pipes?
“So what’s up with the sink anyways?”“It’s just a clog cuz, we can clear it. if one of us could just figure out how to use a damn snake.” She give Clemence a scornful expression. Clearly annoyed by the lack of water for so long.“Look, we tried the plunger, we tried the snake, maybe whatever is up in there is nothing and there’s no water?”“because I can hear the pipes pushing water, now stop making excuses you whiney-““for fucks sake Nina calm down.” You tell her. “I’ll have a look at it alright.”>Traditional plumbing style.>check the buildings plumbing instead.>Tendril the drain. (if you fail you could cut yourself in the pipe and contaminate the drain.)>check the sewers, maybe something died down there and is causing this.>write in.
>>1627902>write in.Tell them to stop drinking the tap, and stick to bottled water. Get water filters and purification tablets next time we are out, and boil water the future.Check the sewers, having water adept infect is bad, the only thing truly preventing large scale spread last few times was the reluctance of the virus becoming waterborne.
>>1627902>check the buildings plumbing>write inWe should do what we can to trace the flow of water. Do any of the other taps in the apartment work? What about nearby apartments? Other floors? The main into the building? At some point we'll figure out where the stoppage is.
anyone else. I'm just not rolling this time.
>>1628001>>1627931I agree with telling them to not drink tap water until we figure this out. We should be more worried about the water coming in than the water going out, so we need to be looking at the lines in, not the sewers.
>>1628024Does Florida have modern sewer systems or is it like old city french and new york sewers?
>>1628031We're in a fairly modern place, so I would think it would have your standard subterranean piping. Not big stupid tunnels like in movies and games, just big (like, couple feet in diameter) pipes. You aren't fitting in one, unless you feel like swimming.
>>1628039I wounder if we can flush the system with a few barrels of bloodtox.
>>1628044Possibly, but I thought the games implied that the Bloodtox was rapidly becoming useless. It's probably why they started developing Whitelight.
>>1628057I thought that was just mercer but idk.
>>1628093I think the stuff here was developed off Blacklight, which is what Mercer was infected by. Bloodtox was more effective against Redlight.
*looks at clock wistfully*
>>1628115We're discussing, OP! Forming a somewhat-well-thought-out plan!
Rolled 14 (1d100)>>1628115Did you want us to roll or something? We already made up our minds on a choice of action.
>>1627931>>1627936Basically this but without going into sewers, since its modern and not old.
>>1628143Yeah, trying to make our way through a 3' dia. concrete pipe full of whatever gets flushed down the drain in Florida does not seem like a good plan.In fact, it seems like a good way to end up with every disease ever.
>>1628160Sounds tasty, I'm more worried about meeting evolved mutants down there that can really hurt us.
>>1628187We're not really getting into one of those pipes. Go image search "sewer main". They're not that big, even the ones in a big city. You could maybe get a small person in one, but it's a tight fit. Looking at the pictures, they're even smaller than I thought.
“Ok you two, just don’t drink out of the tap, or shower or anything for a little, I’ll check it out.”“alright, whatever you say. Come on Clemence, I want to see how far I can plink.”With those two leaving you take a look at the pipes, and well, you’re not really sure where to start. Usually you pay someone to do this. Turning the water on you can hear what sounds like water flowing but there’s nothing coming out. You try the water in the next few rooms over and you get water coming out quick and cleanly. Except for the room next to yours the water seems to be flowing well. Should you just move rooms?>keep looking maybe some other rooms also are having a similar issue.>Start moving your junk to a room that has running water.>go down and check the buildings plumbing system, can’t be too hard to find.>write in.
>>1628216>keep looking maybe some other rooms also are having a similar issue.>go down and check the buildings plumbing system, can’t be too hard to find.>>1628208Let me clarify, meeting dangerous evolved in a tight confined space that we probably have to crawl/swim through, with no room to battle or swing our formed weapons.
>>1628216>>1628229Sure, we can do this. I also think we should tear out the wall and see if there's anything wrong back there. We may want to move rooms, depending on what we find.
>>1628240But what about the deposit?
>>1628259Fuck the deposit. Whoever lived here before us sure as hell isn't getting it back. Besides, I'd think "zombie apocalypse" would be covered under renter's insurance.
The pattern of having water or not seems to be random as the next few rooms you visit have absolutely nothing coming out as the pipes. On the other hand, almost every other room has running water. Nothing left to do but find the plumbing controls.1d100Best of luck.
Rolled 89 (1d100)>>1628333By the way OP, the next time you have us get mauled by a helicopter, you should know they have lasers now. Saw it in the news the other day.
>>1628350I think we're a few months away from seeing those used in deployment, just wait until Mad Dog announces his anti-viral program.
>>1628397I'm just amused that they're calling it the High Energy Laser, or HEL. Gotta love those acronyms.
now, sorry for cutting this short, I would continue this tomorrow but odds stand in the favor of me being unable.
>>1628423Take a break. We'll be here when you get back.
Finding one of the maintenance rooms for the buildings plumbing wasn't too hard, main issue you have is trying to figure out what to do in here, but you are lucky, and find a note left by the custodian."Just flush the valves and apply some draino every several days, the pipes are find but there's a blockage that builds up on the fourth pipe. been doing that since last year."That makes your job easy, you shrug and sigh as you begin opening a locker, looking for the draino, what you find is a lunchbox, vest, a few notes, and an ero-romance novel.>go through the notes.>keep looking through the room.>head to the water main.>try to flush the pipes without clearing the drain.>write in.
>>1632502>go through the notes.look for the super secrt squrrel code.
Going through the notes it seems these we’re mostly responses to complaints about a recent hire, Most notable is the one most recently sent back, notifying the recipient of his coworkers termination for failing to show for work four day in a row without notice, although, most concerning is the response regarding complaints that the subject of these notes doesn’t seem to use his lunch to go anywhere, bring a meal, or even leave building. So what? Suspicious behavior? Not something you would know too much about but not much to concern yourself with.>try flushing the pipes.>look for the drain-o has to be here, somewhere, right?>Go look for drain-o near the water main.>maybe go out looking for some at a hardware store?>write in.
>>1632569>look for the drain-o has to be here, somewhere, right?
>>1632569>try flushing the pipes.>look for the drain-o has to be here, somewhere, right?>Go look for drain-o near the water main.
>>1632569>>try flushing the pipes.>>look for the drain-o has to be here, somewhere, right?>>Go look for drain-o near the water main.
2 flush the pipes.3 continue searching the room.2 check the water main.give me 1d100+20 to find the Drain-o in the room, if there is any.
Rolled 4 + 20 (1d100 + 20)>>1632723
>>1632763Well, at least it wasn't a combat roll...
Rolled 74 + 20 (1d100 + 20)>>1632723
Rolled 75 + 20 (1d100 + 20)>>1632723
I'll make a .5 thread when I can get back to this if this one falls off the board.