In the far future, biotechnology advances by leaps and bounds, creating stunning achievements in medical, civil, and military applications. Illness becomes a thing of the past, and genetic modification is as commonplace as cosmetic surgery.However, like all great advances, unchecked progress and experimentation has led to abuse and corruption. Ultra powerful megacorporations that monopolized the latest biotech have risen to be the great powers of the age, waging secret wars of sabotage, espionage, and deceit to get ahead of each other.In order to fuel their rampant growth, megacorps develop lethal diseases and viruses, horrific bio-organic abominations, and ever more exotic genetic modifications to both sell to the highest bidder and unleash upon each other.The rampant proliferation of bioweapons, and the need to contain them, has given rise to a new profession, the BIOWEAPON HUNTER.---Twitter: https://twitter.com/MercCommandArchive: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Bioweapon%20Hunter%20QuestOther Quests: https://pastebin.com/eTUmEmRb---You are LEWIS, a Hunter specializing in hunting down biological threats with your T-Doll companion HK!Currently you were putting HK through some proper trials in your company's training facility. Of course, as per tradition, you would have an advantage over her in that you would have full situational awareness of the area thanks to a built in surveillance system, as well as having a few other assets at your disposal. After all, real fights were never fair by any means.Currently, HK was moving through the halls of the training floor slowly and methodically, clearing each and every room and corner she came across. She had already settled into a good rhythm. Time to interrupt that, you suppose.>Use hit and run attacks to put HK off balance.>Use "environmental hazards" to hamper HK's senses.>RELEASE THE HOUNDS>Other
>>2907614>Use "environmental hazards" to hamper HK's senses.Is lewis a dude?
>>2907614>>Use "environmental hazards" to hamper HK's senses.>>2907619Yep.
>>2907614>Use "environmental hazards" to hamper HK's senses.
>>2907614>Use hit and run attacks to put HK off balance.Do you think HK has any memories of her time being constructed?
>>2907657God I hope not that sounds horrifying
>>2907614>>Use "environmental hazards" to hamper HK's senses.
>>2907657>>2907660>inb4 we have shootout in a T-Doll factory/workshop and discover that they're a lot more human/organic than they were initially perceived.Imagine if HK managed to critfail, and her face is blown off, revealing everything underneath the layer of synthetic skin and muscle. We may need to roll a dice not to immediately throw up at the sight.
>>2907614>Use hit and run attacks to put HK off balance.
>>2907693Given what we deal with, a little synthetic meat is probably not even trivial to us
>>2907614You wince as you hit the PANIC button. You remember when Hank first used this on you all too well. In an instant, the entire floor goes dark, only to be illuminated in split seconds by strobe lights flashing in synchronized, random intervals. In addition, a loud, ear piercing siren wails and smoke jets out from the walls and floor. These were all environmental hazards designed specifically to impair and overload a person's senses. A regular person would be blinded and disoriented, but with anybody sporting biomods that actually enhanced their senses, it was pure hell. HK hesitates, and you can see her eyes flash and glow, her optics apparently attempting to compensate for the lighting. However, no visual software program could deal with something like this, even with alternate vision modes. The strobes worked on the full spectrum of light. The smoke wouldn't help things either. The sirens were not only creating an ear piercing sound, but were also generating energy waves that would confuse and hamper other modes of sensing like radar or electromagnetism. HK, for her part, maintains her cool, or at the very least she doesn't panic. Her movements become even slower and more cautious, and you notice that she's holding her rifle with one hand while the other is running along the nearest wall. In a situation like this, tactile feedback was the most reliable method of maintaining her bearings. But this mean that she basically had one hand tied behind her back right now. >Let's try to get the drop on her now. >Release a few "playmates" to keep her on her toes.>Other
>>2907745>>Release a few "playmates" to keep her on her toes.
>Release a few "playmates" to keep her on her toesThe corps wanted combat data? We'll give them combat data! Haha!
>>2907745>Let's try to get the drop on her now.
>>2907745>Release a few "playmates" to keep her on her toes.
>>2907745>>Let's try to get the drop on her now.
>Release a few "playmates" to keep her on her toes.
>>2907657>>2907660>>2907693“Making of Cyborg” intensifies >>2907745>Release a few "playmates" to keep her on her toes.
Rolled 10, 13, 12 = 35 (3d20)>>2907745....
>>2907816You hit another button on the control panel, and the kennels open, releasing four Bughounds. Basically just really large, really ugly bug monsters built to move super fast. Typically used as scouts, these things had a thin carapace to repel small caliber rounds and melee hits, as well as teeth and claws to tear apart soft targets. But, since this was a training environment, these Bughounds were literally defanged. Mostly meant to just scare. They tear through the hallways with blinding speed, panting and shrieking as the sirens whine. However, HK wasn't having any of it. Despite all of the distractions around her, the T-Doll swung around to face the approaching Bughounds, somehow detecting their movement. She instantly snaps her free hand back to her rifle and lets out a long burst, spraying down the hallway. The Bughounds are spattered mercilessly with the paint filled training rounds but kept coming. However, HK wasn't falling back. In fact she was holding her ground. Was she planning something? Or was her programming going haywire? Either way, there was a risk the Bughounds could damage her if you didn't rein them in. Wouldn't be the first time they got someone hurt.>Call back the Bughounds.>See how this plays out.>Other
>>2907831>See how this plays out.
>>2907831>>See how this plays out.
>>2907831>>See how this plays out.She's a big girl, she can handle it. I think...
Rolled 9, 6, 7 = 22 (3d20)>>2907831...
>>2907885Oh no... even the latest and most advanced T-Doll can be brought low by shitty rolls!
>>2907885However, HK does nothing, or least fails to respond in time as the lead Bughound pounces and knocks her down, obscuring the both of them in the smoke."Shit!" You groan as you hit the recall button and shut off all the hazards.A high pitched whine then sounds. The Bughounds immediately stop, raise their heads, and rush back to their kennels as they were conditioned to. "I'll go fire up the repair equipment." Nemo yawns as she sulks off. Artya picks up her "cleanup" bag, and you quickly shake your head. HK's body was not for slicing and dicing. Your disposal expert simply sags. You rush into the training room where you see HK sprawled in on the floor, staring straight up at the ceiling and covered in Bughound slobber."HK! Are you all right?" You ask, kneeling beside her. "Status green. No damage to critical systems." HK blinks. "Lewis, I have a request.""Uh, sure. Go for it." You frown."Permission to expunge this training exercise from my short term memory." HK says simply, still lying on her back.>Sounds to me like you're embarrassed.>But this is critical combat data. >If that's what you want.>Other
>>2907905Better to smooth the edges now than in a real fight.
>>2907908>>Sounds to me like you're embarrassed.
>>2907908>>Sounds to me like you're embarrassed.>>But this is critical combat data.
>>2907908>>Sounds to me like you're embarrassed.Sorry sweetheart but reality is reality.
>>2907908>Sounds to me like you're embarrassed.>But this is critical combat data.
>>2907908>Sounds to me like you're embarrassed.ENGAGE TEASE MODE
>>2907908>Sounds to me like you're embarrassed.
>>2907908>>Sounds to me like you're embarrassed.>But this is critical combat data.
I'm assuming that Carol can't really communicate with modern bioweapons like she did with the Invaders>>2907908>>Sounds to me like you're embarrassed.
>>2907925No telling how rusty she is in that regard, or even how long it's been since she assumed a combat form.
>>2907925depends on how much modern bioweapons owe their origins to invader data
>>2907908>>But this is critical combat data.
>>2907908>>But this is critical combat data.>>Sounds to me like you're embarrassed.Covered in wet, thick viscous fluids, is this BULLY MODE?
>>2907908"Heh, it sounds like you're embarrassed." You grin as you offer your hand to HK."Is that it?" HK frowns as she takes your hand and you pull her up to her feet. Damn, she was way heavier than she looked. "Yeah, pretty much." You nod as you pat HK on the shoulder. "Don't worry. It's a perfectly expected response to failure.""But my model isn't supposed to fail." HK's hands ball into fists. "That's the entire reason why I was designed.""Whoa, hey there." You frown, looking at HK straight in the eye. "Nobody's perfect. Not even a T-Doll. Take this as a learning experience, okay? Just more combat data to process.""Affirmative." HK nods. "I will keep the memory intact for now.""Yeah, so... let's go get you cleaned up." You wince as you finally notice the smell of the Bughound slobber."Does it smell that unpleasant?" HK asks as she runs a finger down her slobber soaked shirt."Yes. Very." You cough. You lead HK back to the lab, where Artya is quick to snatch HK's ruined clothes. Fortunately, Nemo has plenty of spares stocked up. Meanwhile, Nemo herself was running through the data she had pulled from HK's recorder. >Stay with HK as she changes.>Ask Nemo if there's anything wrong with HK.>Other
>>2908016>Stay with HK as she changes.
>>2908016>>Ask Nemo if there's anything wrong with HK.
>>2907973At least her powers are still useful in regular life.>rather average looking older sister appearance>smoking hot career form with modified proportions and demeanorThough if she did take up an updated battle form, she'd probably streamline it and make it more appealing.>>2908016>Stay with HK as she changes.
>>2908016>>Stay with HK as she changes.>>2907988>>2908028I bet Carol likes to fuck with us from time to time as a joke by taking on cuter, sexier, or even impersonate people.
>>2908039Twenty bucks says she's pretended to be Lucina before just to mess with us.
>>2908039Thats kind of funny>>2908053WHY BONER!
>>2908053>>2908055>she impersonates Lucina in a bunnysuit and a bigger bust
>>2908016You decide to stick with HK, though you insist that she change behind a privacy screen rather than in the middle of the lab, which seemed to confuse her. You sit on the other side of the screen, just in case she needed anything."Well, looks like our fancy new robot didn't do so hot." Hank smirks as he walks up. "Froze up like any newbie from the looks of it."You turn your eye to the screen, where you could see HK's silhouette as she slips on a fresh shirt and jacket. There was no way she didn't her what Hank was saying, but she was showing no signs of reacting to it. >I guess there's still some kinks to work out. >Wonder what would happen if your "helper" heard that?>I think we were too hard on her.>Other
>>2908065>>I think we were too hard on her.
>>2908065>Still a Rookie, programming doesn't trump experience. I still remember doing the same when I went against you in the Sim.
>>2908065I like >>2908070So supporting that.
>>2908065I can go with: >>2908070
>>2908065This sounds good >>2908070
>>2908065>Wonder what would happen if your "helper" heard that?
>>2908065Supporting >>2908070 as well.Also, holy shit Merc.
>>2908057Could always be as bad as impersonating Alice to remind us one of her life lessons.
Every time I read the opening, I get Blade Runner vibes, so I made this.pls no bully, it's my first gif
>>2908099Damn, I can respect that.
>>2908065>>I think we were too hard on her.>>Other“We forget that they start off just like rookies, T-Dolls might be faster and stronger than humans, but they are blank slates out of the box.”
>>2908109SAVEDNo seriously, it's pretty cool dude.
>>2908065"Well, that's because she pretty much IS a newbie." You shrug. "This just showed that programming doesn't trump experience.""Figured that, yeah." Hank nods. "I remember the first time you were in the Sim.""Yeah...." You sigh. That was thoroughly embarrassing. "What happened in your first simulation?" HK pokes her head out from the screen. "I would like to know more."Damnit. Of all the things for her to respond to, it had to be THAT?!Hank just chortles at your sudden conundrum. >Um, maybe I'll tell you some other time.>I guess we can be embarrassed together.>Other
>>2908128>I guess we can be embarrassed together.
>>2908128>>I guess we can be embarrassed together.
>>2908128>I guess we can be embarrassed together.Lord knows that Hank would just go full bore with the stories. At least we can mitigate the "damage" if we dive in first.
>>2908099thats a good setup Merc
>>2908128"I guess we can be embarrassed together." You groan. "So what happened?" HK asks as she sets her apparently signature beret on top of her head and she steps out from the screen, looking at you intently. Ugh, well, how were you going to put this?>You had some SERIOUSLY bad luck. >You just got a little cocky, is all.>Hank was actually pretty scary when he wasn't old.>Other
>>2908175>>Hank was actually pretty scary when he wasn't old.
>>2908175>You just got a little cocky, is all.>Hank was actually pretty scary when he wasn't old.
>>2908175>You just got a little cocky, and it turned out Hank was actually pretty scary when he wasn't old.
>>2908175>Hank was actually pretty scary when he wasn't old.
>>2908175>Carol decided to cheer me on disguised as Lucina in a cheerleading outfit and was distracting.
>>2908187No it's even worse, Carol decided to use Lucina's voice with Hank's body.It was a scarring experience.
>>2908199I want Carol to try and help us with Lucina by pretending to be Lucina.
>>2908201Oh we're going for that. I thought we were going for nightmare levels of mindfuck.At least it's been cleared up.
>>2908187>>2908199Or she showed up pretending to be Alice, but a younger Alice in her prime!>>2908201I could see her deciding to help out with our problems through 'enhanced roleplaying'.
>>2908209I wanted the advance roleplay.
>>2908175>>2908187>>Carol decided to cheer me on disguised as Lucina in a cheerleading outfit and was distracting.
>>2908236If she really wanted to go the extra mile, she could digest pretty much any source of genetic material to be way more accurate in her transformative abilities.
>>2908175>Hank was actually pretty scary when he wasn't old
>>2908109Great concept. Just needs to be a webm with the blade runner opening title music.
>>2908255And if I could figure out how to fade-in the text...
>>2908175"It's hard to believe." You grin as you point a thumb to Hank. "But Hank here was actually pretty scary when he wasn't old.""Sounds like somebody is asking for another ass kicking." Hank snorts. "I'm not old!"Both you and HK just stare at him blankly. "Okay, I'm not THAT old!" Hank concedes. "So how did Hank utterly embarrass you?" HK inquires, still staring at you. Straight to the point, huh?"Well, there's actually not much to say." You groan. "Hank just completely took me apart. Ran circles around me and practically hit me from all sides.""I still go the vids of showing him crying like a little baby." Hank cackles."I would like to see those." HK nods."No you don't!" You say quickly. "Hank's just joking around!""Am I?" Hank grins. Almost thankfully, before things escalate any further, the Boss comes marching in. "We got an emergency contract, people!" The Boss says. "Looks like we've got a biiiiiig industrial accident out in the sticks! Lewis, I know you just came off a job, but you think you're up for it?">Sure. More jobs is more money, right?>I don't think we're in a condition to go out again.>Other
>>2908265>Sure. More jobs is more money, right?
>>2908265>>Sure. More jobs is more money, right?
>>2908265>>Sure. More jobs is more money, right?Do we need to bring out the shotgun, or should HK get a special heavy weapon?
>>2908265>>Sure. More jobs is more money, right?Woot
>>2908265>Sure. More jobs is more money, right?LODES OF MONE!
>>2908265"Sure." You nod. "What's the job?""Looks like an Umbrella train derailed out in the countryside and they're scrambling to keep the whole thing contained." The Boss explains, tossing you a file. You open up the file and see several aerial photos of a what used to be train, lying on its side in the middle of a field surrounded by smoke and flame. Definitely looked to be a complete and utter mess. "Not only are there biological contaminants to worry about, but the train was also carrying a number of BOWs and it's confirmed at least a few of them got loose." The Boss further explains. "Umbrella's also afraid some of their rivals are going to swoop in to try and scoop up some of their property, so they're looking for manpower to help on that front, as well.">Let's go wrangle some BOWs, then.>I guess I'm in a mood to tangle with some rival mercs.>Other
Any suggestions for gifts/presents for HK?I think we should reserve a proper name for her Max Affection event.
>>2908302>I guess I'm in a mood to tangle with some rival mercs.
>>2908302>Let's go wrangle some BOWs, then.
>>2908302>Let's go wrangle some BOWs, then.Remember to pack our special ammo, It's really powerful! Especially against living things!
>>2908302>>Let's go wrangle some BOWs, then.>>2908303Maybe a pin or a patch for her uniform? although I'm guessing from her personality that she would prefer something she could use but i have no idea on that
>>2908302>>Let's go wrangle some BOWs, then.
>>2908302>>Let's go wrangle some BOWs, then.>>2908303Probably something practical to start and then becoming more sentimental as her personality develops. Maybe a personal insignia would be a good choice?
>>2907660Nah man, it comes with a bitchin' soundtrack.https://youtu.be/watch?v=q0z08OpmEPc>>2908302>Let's go wrangle some BOWs, then.
>>2908302>>I guess I'm in a mood to tangle with some rival mercs.
>>2908323I hope HK is modular enough to be able to survive as only a head, or transfer herself into a new body should she be completely totalled. Or if an enemy SOPMOD decides to bodyjack her to use as salvaged parts.
>>2908302"I guess I'm in a mood to wrangle some BOWs, then." You grin."Great. Get your stuff ready. Umbrella's providing the transport on this one, so their helicopter will be arriving in thirty.""Got it." You turn to HK. "Do you need anything special?""I can suffice with my current loadout." HK says simply. Hm, well, you were going to be deployed to a rather rural area. Lots of open field with some thick forest mixed in. While an assault rifle was perfectly adequate for an outdoor environment, perhaps you should change things up...?>Change your rifle configuration.>Swap weapons.>Take a second weapon.>Other
>>2908337>Take a second weapon.Shotgun or Rocket Launcher
>>2908337>>Take a second weapon.
>>2908337>>Take a second weapon.Standard, or Short barrel shotgun with a bunch of special shells like Incendiaries, Slugs, and plenty of Buckshot.
>>2908337>Take a second weapon.
>>2908320>>2908314Good choices, but there's always the possibilities of a greater wardrobe selection ranging from the practical to more leisurely stuff.
>>2908337>>Take a second weapon.Semi-automatic grenade launcher, 20mm.
>>2908337>>>Take a second weapon.
>>2908337>Change your rifle configuration
>>2908337It was going to be a bit of extra weight, but a second weapon wouldn't hurt. You needed to stay flexible in an open area like that. Well, there were the obvious choices of having a shotgun for close quarters combat, such as in the confines of the woods, or having a sniper rifle for the open areas. Both had extreme stopping power in their own ways.>Shotgun. Close range firepower.>Sniper rifle. Long range precision.>Anti-material rifle. Long range firepower.>Other
>>2908390>Shotgun. Close range firepower.
>>2908390>Anti-material rifle. Long range firepower.
>>2908390>Sniper rifle. Long range precision
>>2908390>>Shotgun. Close range firepower.
>>2908390>>Anti-material rifle. Long range firepower.Since we're going to hunt BOW on the countryside, there's plenty of line of sight and danger if we get too close. Thus a heavy long range option simply makes sense to bring this time. Also useful to shoot through any foliage or cover that's in the way.
>>2908390>Anti-material rifle. Long range firepower.Sniper Rifle ain't even gonna cut it close since the anti-material rifle can be outfitted with a scope.
So what sort of BOWs should we be expecting? Giant walking tanks? Packs of small, agile war beasts? Modified humans?
>>2908390>>Shotgun. Close range firepower.There's a reason why it's a trusted weapon in many RE games.
>>2908390Give the nature of what you were going to be facing out there in the wilderness, you suppose what amounts to a modernized elephant gun would do the trick. You head down to the armor and pick out Big Mama, a heavy .50 caliber rifle. Originally designed to knock out light armored vehicles, Big Mama had proven equally effective against BOWs as well.The only problem was that she was damn heavy. It would be difficult to shoulder with your primary weapon. Maybe split the components between yourself and HK to spread the weight around? But then that would mean the heavy rifle would need to be assembled before firing. >Carry Big Mama yourself.>Split the weight between yourself and HK.>Other
>>2908436>>Split the weight between yourself and HK.
>>2908436>Carry Big Mama yourself.
>>2908436>Split the weight between yourself and HK.We can assemble it when we get closer to the site.
>>2908436>Split the weight between yourself and HK.One good thing with a T Doll is that they won't get hearing problems when we fire a heavy weapon that's rested upon their shoulder.
>>2908436>Split the weight between yourself and HK.
>>2908436You decide it was best to disassemble Big Mama for now and split the parts between you and HK. That way your mobility wouldn't be too significantly hampered, even if some time would be needed o set the heavy rifle up. You quickly take the weapon apart and divide the parts equally into two carrying kits. You would carry the main receiver and trigger assembly while HK carried the barrel, bipod, stock, and extra ammunition. Now properly armed for the situation, you give HK a nod and the both of you head to the roof just as the Umbrella chartered helicopter arrives. The Boss and Hank are there to see you off. "Just remember, those Umbrella-brand BOWs may not be particularly fast, but they don't go down easy." Hank cautions. "And you don't have to worry about collateral damage, this time!" The Boss smiles. "So don't be afraid to go all out!"You're not quite sure if that was a compliment or not. At least you wouldn't have Lucina and her new partner hounding your ass, though.Both you and HK board the helicopter, settling into the passenger compartment as it lifts off from the ground to take you to your destination. You glance at HK, who simply stays motionless as she stares straight ahead. You wonder what must be going through her head, or processor? Or whatever.>Ask if she's still bothered about that training run. >Ask if she actually feels any sort of fear or anxiety.>Just stay quiet.>Other
>>2908472>>OtherWhat kind of databases are you loaded with?
>>2908472>Ask if she actually feels any sort of fear or anxiety.
>>2908472>>Other"Any memories before being assigned to me?"Alternatively>>Ask if she's still bothered about that training run.
>>2908472>Ask if she's still bothered about that training run.
>>2908472>>Ask if she's still bothered about that training run.
>>2908472"So... HK." You speak up in an attempt to break the silence. "Are you still bothered about the training run earlier?""Yes." HK nods. "I've been continually running self analysis on the reason for my poor performance. "I think I may have found the issue with my performance.""Really now?" You ask as you take a seat next to her. "And what do you think it was?""My programming did not include consideration of the effects of nonlethal training rounds on targets, which in hindsight is a rather critical oversight. I was working under the assumption my bullets were still lethal and would stop the targets. When the expected result did not occur, it caused an error in my analysis and decision making loops.""So... basically you weren't expecting the training bullets to not actually kill the Bughounds." You frown."Correct." HK nods. "I believe your chief scientist would have made the same conclusions from my combat data and forwarded it to my manufacturer so they can implement a future fix.""Can't you just modify your own code?" You ask. "You're self learning, right?""To an extent." HK nods. "However, a code change of that level would require administrative approval for me to implement by myself.">Ah, we'll leave it to the pros, then.>Don't I technically have admin rights over you?>Other
>>2908507>Don't I technically have admin rights over you?
>>2908507>>Don't I technically have admin rights over you?
>>2908507>you’re making it sound like you either need to make drastic change in your thinking to integrate this experience or that you are very strictly controlled in what you can learn, which is it?
>>2908507>>Don't I technically have admin rights over you?"If you can think of any other areas where you might be able to improve your effectiveness with a software update, please feel free to do so."
>>2908507>Don't I technically have admin rights over you?Mine didn't go through the first time? whatever.
>>2908507"Don't I technically have admin rights over you?" You ask, immediately realizing those were odd words to say to anybody else. "As my direct owner, you would have that authority." HK nods. "Then I don't see the problem of you self patching your code." You shrug. "When necessary, of course.""Acknowledged." HK nods and her eyes glow. "Software updated. It should not be a problem next time.""Good to hear." You grinA few more silent minutes pass by before you decide to ask another question. "Hey, HK, mind if I ask you something personal?""I am obligated to answer your queries no matter the circumstance." HK says simply. "Do you..." You pause, looking for the right words. "Do you have any memories before being assigned to me?""Negative. I am a newly built model. My only memories date back to my first activation yesterday." She explains simply."Right, sorry, stupid question." "I fail to see why that question would be considered stupid." HK frowns."Nevermind." You sigh. Finally, you feel the helicopter beginning to descend, indicating that you were nearing your destination. You glance out the window and sure enough, you could see the derailed Umbrella train underneath. Overturned train cars lay all over the countryside, with some smoking and smoldering, others still on fire. You could also see Umbrella cleanup teams swarming all over the site, containing and recovering any materials they could while destroying the rest. The helicopter touches down at what you assume is their command post. Just a small cluster of hastily erected tents, but everything was set up on short notice so you couldn't really judge. One of the Umbrella soldiers points you the central tent, where you could see a woman in a business suit glaring at a holomap of the area. "Oh, another Hunter. Excellent." The corporate agent nods at your arrival. "Look, I'll keep things short and sweet. We have BOWs on the loose, and our manpower is stretched thin just keeping the damn crash site under control."The agent then nods to one of the umbrella soldiers, who hands you a data disk. "That's a list of all the BOWs that are currently unaccounted for." The agent explains. You insert the disk into you tablet and give it a quick look. Seemed like the standard stuff. Some Lickers, a few biomodded animals, and.."A Tyrant?" You grimace."What about it?" The agent raises an eyebrow.>That's... military grade, isn't it?>I'm just looking forward to the challenge.>Other
>>2908553>>I'm just looking forward to the challenge.Welp, ok then. A very good thing we brought Big Mama.
>>2908553>>That's... military grade, isn't it?
>>2908553>OtherDo they have spare ammo?
>>2908553>>That's... military grade, isn't it?Sorry about double posting on the last vote.
>>2908553>>That's... military grade, isn't it?If it ever came to melee combat against the Tyrant, you don't suppose we, or HK could swing around Big Mama like a sledgehammer?
>>2908553>I'm just looking forward to the challenge.
>>2907787Next thing you know, T-dolls are made from actual women.>>2908553>I'm just looking forward to the challenge.
>>2908553"Isn't that... military grade?" You ask cautiously. Tyrants were particularly nasty BOWs. Large, fairly intelligent, and freakishly strong. The things were practically walking tanks and not something you would want getting close to you. "Of course. Umbrella has numerous military contracts and the Tyrant product line is one of the most heavily in demand." The agent says simply. "If you think that's too hard for you, you can just go. I don't have the time deal with people who won't work.""Don't worry Lewis, we have an 86.8% chance of success against a Tyrant-class BOW." HK tries to assure you. "Anyways, we've already got our own and other private assets out there working containment." The agent continues. "You don't bring anything in, you don't get paid. Can't be rewarding freeloaders after all.""Sure thing." You nod as you review the list again. >Let's go big. Go after the Tyrant.>Play it safe. Go for the smaller fry.>Other
>>2908582>>Let's go big. Go after the Tyrant.Might as well get as much mileage from our extra gun as possible.
>>2908582>Let's go big. Go after the Tyrant.This is why we got the big gun.
>>2908582>>Let's go big. Go after the TyrantNo guts, No glory!
>>2908582>>Let's go big. Go after the Tyrant.
>>2908582>Let's go big. Go after the Tyrant.
>>2908582"HK, well go after the Tyrant." You say with a grin. "You up for it?""Of course." HK nods as she arms her rifle. "Please lead the way.""Right. Stay close." You instruct. "I'm assuming you never actually fought a Tyrant.""Correct, but I have the recorded combat data of Tyrant-class BOWs and have run numerous electronic simulations against them." HK explains. "I have been very thorough. I can engage with a high degree of confidence."Well, you hope she was right about that. Tyrants were no joke. And so, the two of you left the Umbrella base camp, marching out in the smoke choked countryside in search of your prey.>And that's it for tonight! Tune back in on Saturday for the continuation!
>>2908565*incomprehensible Japanese wailing noises*>>2908603Hope this mission goes a bit better.
Thinking harder on this whole setting, I don't think it's hard to imagine some rich person wearing 'living clothes' as a status statement.
>>2910560Venom symbiote when?
>>2908603You and HK head off in the disaster zone. Up ahead, you can see train cars that had to have weighed several tons each lying on the ground twisted and torn like broken toys. Umbrella soldiers and cleanup technicians were everywhere, going over each car with a fine tooth comb to ensure the cargo within was accounted for. However, what you were only interested in was the whereabouts of the missing Tyrant-class. Bagging it would earn a nice bonus from Umbrella and earn you a bit a Hunter cred. With Big Mama and HK on your side, you figure you had pretty good chances of taking one down. "So, HK, can you track the Tyrant-class from here?" You ask her. HK's eyes glow for a few seconds as she surveys the carnage."Results inconclusive. Too much interference present. Perhaps if we find the original car the Tyrant-class was stored in, we can start from there."You give the area another quick survey. There were... a LOT of derailed train cars. Over in the distance, you could spot a nearby treeline. Perhaps the Tyrant wandered there, if it hadn't been found already. >Go search for the train car.>Go check out the forest. >See if the Umbrella personnel here know anything.>Other
>>2910664>>Go search for the train car.
>>2910664>>See if the Umbrella personnel here know anything.Someone's bound to point us in the right direction. Failing that, >Go search for the train car.
>>2910664>>Go search for the train car.>>2910560>implying our big sister Carol doesn't regularly model for brands of living bio-organic clothes.>>2910607Could be nice if Carol could supply us one of her special ones like Alice's arm.
>>2910664>Go search for the train car.
>>2910664>>>Go search for the train car.
>>2910607>symbioteWe could pull a MGH and have Carol eat the parts of us we want to replace and remake a much better one
>>2910607>going full Agent VenomYes please, Flash was an infinitely cooler host than Eddie, from a character standpoint.
>>2910755Especially recently, with Eddie abandoning his whole brutal hero deal. Punished Flash was a cool idea.
>>2910783Should have kept Agent Venom and Anti-Venom going, in my opinion. But I do hold out hope for an organic biosuit and weirdass symbiotic weapons.
>>2910664"I guess we'll go with your plan." You nod as you look at the field of tossed and turned train cars. "Assuming we can even find it.""I've already cross referenced the car number the Tyrant is supposed to be stored in with the current numbers listed on the cars around us." HK explains smoothly. "Judging from the pattern and spread, I believe I can triangulate its approximate position.""Go ahead then, I guess." You nod as you continue to survey the area warily.>Roll 1d20
Rolled 12 (1d20)>>2910822
Rolled 7 (1d20)>>2910822
>>2910821I agree on both points, Agent Venom was super cool. Even in space. Also, we don't want HK to do all the heavy lifting.
>>2910822HK weaves through the smoldering wreckage with purpose and intent, ignoring everything that would be considered extraneous or distracting. However, her eyes are a constant source of activity, flitting back and forth at an almost inhuman speed as she continually updates her image of the surrounding area. HK then comes to a halt and points ahead. There, you see a large, armored train car, its side shredded open like paper when it impacted the ground. Definitely looked to be some sort of secure transport."Part of the number is obscured, but there is 95.7% probability this is the car we are looking for." HK announces. That's when you hear a howl, and dogs... no, wolves begin emerging from the grass, their eyes glinting in the failing sunlight. Come to scavenge the remains, no doubt. "HK, are they infected?" You ask. "Scans show they are within environmentally safe levels." HK announces. "Extermination is unnecessary. I've already picked up a possible trail we can follow."However, the wolveswere still a potential threat if they stuck around. It would probably be easy enough to scare them off, but in a place like this, perhaps it'd be better to put them down before they ate something they shouldn't, especially with all this hazardous material lying around...>Scare away the wolves.>Kill the wolves.>Just leave them be.>Other
>>2910906>>Just leave them be.Bigger fish,
>>2910906>>Just leave them be.
>>2910906>Scare away the wolves.Poor guys don't ven know what this is they came across.Could be cool to make Lewis a total soft touch with normal animals.
>>2910906>Scare away the wolves.
>>2910906>>Scare away the wolves.
>>2910906>>Scare away the wolves.Maybe they'll help us out if we help out one of them?
>>2910906>Scare away the wolves.>>2910947>Hey, it's that dog
>>2910906>Scare away the wolves.If they turn into some cool mutated beast later on, we could have a cool time fighting them. But really, what are the chances they'll do anything that bad?
>>2910906"Hey! HEY! Get outta here!" You yell at the wolves as you fire a few rounds into the dirt near them. The animals wouldn't be able to understand you, but the noise alone should be enough to scare them off. Sure enough, the wolves, startled by your sudden aggression, whimper and run off, trying to put as much distance between themselves and you as possible. "Was that action necessary?" HK wonders. "Better than them eating something they shouldn't." You grunt. "So which way are we going?""I'm detecting traces of heavy footprints moving that way." HK points northwards, and as nightfall begins to creep in, your stomach drops when you see lights winking on in the horizon. Of course a BOW would be attracted to a populated town. "Attempting to contact emergency services." HK says, but he eyes flicker for a moment. "Error. Connection failed. Outbound signals are being blocked.""Hey!" You grunt as you fire up your comm line to the Umbrella base camp. "Your Tyrant is headed for a nearby town! Shouldn't you be warning them?""The town is outside of our quarantine zone." The Umbrella agent says simply, her voice tinged with annoyance. "If you're on the Tyrant's trail, then go and take care of the problem. That's why you're here, aren't you?"And then the transmission cuts. Of course. Umbrella was trying to keep a lid on this whole situation. They'd rather risk the safety of a nearby town than admit they fucked up.>Looks like we've gotta move fast, then.>Can you break the jamming, HK?>Try to convince the agent to warn the town.>Other
>>2911043>>Looks like we've gotta move fast, then.
>>2911043>Looks like we've gotta move fast, then.
>>2911043>>Can you break the jamming, HK?Cmon guy's. These people don't deserve this.Scared off some wolves already, let's go a little further.
>>2911078We can also just kill the Tyrant. I mean, if we can do both, sure, but this'll solve the problem at the source.
>>2911043>>Looks like we've gotta move fast, then.Rush the Tyrant!
>>2911085That's all I want. The Tyrant is at least close as hell to that town. If we can mitigate the shitshow that a populated sleepy town getting mixed up in a Tyrant fight with a trigger happy merc and a relatively untested killer robot, i'd be happy. Mitigate the damage at least.
>>2911043"Looks like we've gotta move fast, then." You say grimly. "Suggestion." HK responds. "You lack speed and strength biomods. If time is a factor, I can move on ahead and tie down the Tyrant-class long enough for you to arrive.""Would that work?" You blink. "78.5% probability of success." HK nods. "5.6% chance of civilian casualties regardless of outcome."Man, HK sure did love calculating odds...>Send HK ahead to slow down the Tyrant.>Tryants are tough. It's too risky to split up.>Other
>>2911130>Assemble Big Bertha before attempting to send HK to bait the Tyrant back towards the woods.If you make an animal angry enough, it'll attempt to destroy the source of it's anger.
>>2911130>>Tryants are tough. It's too risky to split up.
What I'm thinking is that while HK finds the BOW, we set up an ambush area with our BFG, and signal her to lure it to us.>>2911130>>Send HK ahead to slow down the Tyrant.
>>2911130>>Send HK ahead to slow down the Tyrant.Send in the Doll. See what happens. Get data.
>>2911043>>Looks like we've gotta move fast, then.Gogogo. if we can get it quick enough no one will need to panic anyway
>>2911130>>Send HK ahead to slow down the Tyrant.Since speed is of the essence here, she can go first and let us know when she finds it.
>>2911134>>2911143>>2911145>>2911164All this does that and as an added plus let's us get the drop on it, ideally. With the added bonus of less casualties.
>>2911130Lets go with >>2911134 before we send HK ahead. We're gonna need a big fuckin gun
>>2911174Getting HK to bait the Tyrant and us setting up also get's her used to more unconventional tactics.
>>2911130>>Tryants are tough. It's too risky to split up.>>2911172>>2911176fuck me
>>2911130"All right, give me the rest of Big Mama and I'll set her up. You grab the Tyrant's attention and lure it back to my position.""Acknowledged." HK nods as she sets the bag containing her half the heavy rifle down on the ground. "Moving out to make contact with the target."And with that, HK takes off with blinding speed, her robotic frame providing infinite stamina and superior strength that would give even the most heavily biomodded sprinter a run for their money. As HK's figure fades into the darkness, you start getting busy assembling HK, quickly but carefully slotting her pieces together...>Roll 1d20
Rolled 1 (1d20)>>2911209
Rolled 9 (1d20)>>2911209
>>2911210sooo are you doing crits merc?
Rolled 10 (1d20)>>2911209
>>2911210Cue Loki popping in to give us some assistance for a price?
Rolled 20 (1d20)>>2911209
>>2911225Maybe he'll unlock our hidden potential?
>>2911231Ugh. Fuck me and my needing to get rid of a raccoon.
>>2911209However, as you're setting up, you hear a rustling of grass and you turn to see a figure standing over you, his shadow long and dark in the last vestiges of the falling sun. He was a towering brute of a man, if he was even anything close to human. His large frame was clad in black body armor and tactical gear, his face shrouded by a helmet and gas mask. Two glowing red lenses scan you with the intensity of HK's curious gaze. The only identifying feature you could see on him was an Umbrella patch on his shoulder. >Wait a minute, you recognize this guy...>Who the hell is he?!>Other
>>2911242>>Wait a minute, you recognize this guy...
>>2911242>Wait a minute, you recognize this guy...
>>2911242>>Wait a minute, you recognize this guy...Do not fuck with the Shinigami.
>>2911242>Wait a minute, you recognize this guy...HUNK PLS NO.
>HUNK shows upAt least this is better than explaining what love and lewd things are to HK.
>>2911242And then that's when it hits you. You've never met him personally, but you had heard lots of stories from Hank and other Hunters. It was HUNK, the Grim Reaper himself. Umbrella's premier enforcer, famous for never failing a mission.And equally infamous for almost always being the sole survivor of said mission.Nobody was sure if HUNK was actually a single person, or a team of faceless super soldiers or something entirely different. All that was known was that he was called out to deal with the direst of situations, when subtlety was no longer a concern. HUNK continues to glare at you with those red lenses, utterly silent. He didn't seem to be in an aggressive stance, but he certainly wasn't being friendly, either. >Just... try and ignore him. >Maybe try talking to him...?>You get the feeling it's time to change locations.>Other
>>2911349>Maybe try talking to him...?
>>2911349>Maybe try talking to him...?>OtherPrepare to defend if he makes a sudden move.
>>2911349>Maybe try talking to him...?He wants our gun doesn't he?
>>2911349>>Maybe try talking to him...?
>>2911349>Accept the fact that you are already dead and acknowledge his presence in your life.Oh holy HUNK deliver us from this evil we have placed our selves in.
>>2911349>You get the feeling it's time to change locations.He's giving us the time to leave before this patch of area gets the HUNK treatment
>>2911349>>You get the feeling it's time to change locations.
>>2911349"Hey there..." You gulp. "Can I, uh... help you with something?""Are you part of the response team?" HUNK asks."Y-yeah, of course." You nod quickly. "I'm one of the Hunters called in to help clean up."HUNK stares at you again with those red lenses and after a few more uncomfortable seconds, he nods."That's a lot of firepower you're packing." He observes as he glances at Big Mama."Well, we sort of need it when we're trying to bag a Tyrant." You point out."Ah." Hunk nods again, seemingly satisfied."So... are you here to help?" You ask cautiously. "Investigation." HUNK grunts. "Unless you happen to have any information on how this train derailed, you don't need to be concerned."Thank god. "Huuuuuuuunk! There you are!" You hear a female, singsong voice. You turn to see a girl clad entirely in black, with red eyes and pale skin and hair. She was waving as she was walking over, and you could see that her left arm was black metal. You trigger you bionsensor and get hit with a huge EM reading, similar to HK's. Another T-Doll?"You're late, SOP." HUNK growls. "What have I told you about unnecessary distractions?""But Huuuunk, I saw an infected bear so I had to exterminate it!" SOP says as she skips over. "And it had the most beautiful pelt, so I took a bit of it!"That's when you realize there was a freshly skinned bear pelt slung over the T-Doll's shoulder. "Oh! Hi there!" SOP waves at you with her clearly robotic hand, the metal fingers clicking as they moved. "Let's move." Hunk grunts"Whaaaaat? But we just got here!" SOP whines.>Just... let them be on their way. >Maybe they can help out with the Tyrant?>Other
>>2911457>Let them know of our plan to take down the Tyrant and let them goRegardless of our personal feelings on the matter, they should know what the fuck we're doing so they don't get in the line of fire/fuck up our plan.
>>2911457HUNK HAS A CUTE GIRL!>Let her know she's adorable
>>2911457>Just... let them be on their way.There's the murderbot!
>>2911457>>Maybe they can help out with the Tyrant?
>>2911457>>Just... let them be on their way.Oh, just great, the psycho killbot partnering the juggernaut bitch. It’s beautiful, like a match made in hell, a fiery trainwreck of epic NOPE proportions.
>>2911457>Just... let them be on their way.
>>2911467Yandere as hell.
>>2911457>Maybe they can help out with the Tyrant?
>>2911457>>Just... let them be on their way.Whew. no trouble is good.
>>2911457>>Just... let them be on their way.Let's keep HK away from her. She's a bad influence. But I wouldn't be surprised if SOPPO wanted to treat HK like a cute little sister.
>>2911473She doesn't bite.Much. I think.
>>2911457>Just... let them be on their way. “Bye.”
>>2911457>Just... let them be on their way. Being wherever HUNK isn't is a good survival strategy.
>>2911457>>Just... let them be on their way.
>>2911457>>Let them know of our plan to take down the Tyrant and let them gobetter to set up some sort of knowledgeAnd SOPMOE isn't a threat to her commander, just his enemies. She is no KMS Roon.
>>2911457"We're not paid to stand and talk." HUNK says simply. "Let's go. No more distractions.""Okaaaaay." SOP pouts before following in HUNK's wake. "Hey hey, if we find any of those guys, can I keep some of their eyes?"By that point, HUNK had ventured far enough way that you didn't hear his response. Perhaps it was better that way. You did nothing to stop the pair from leaving, only returning an awkward wave to SOP as she happily waves at you. "Lewis, can you hear me?" HK's voice buzzes in your earpiece."Yeah, I hear you." You say as you return your attention to setting up Big Mama."I've engaged the Tyrant and am leading it to the ambush point. Are you ready to fire?""Ready and waiting!" You say as you haul up Big Mama and plant her on top of a solid piece of wreckage, using it to help prop up the massive rifle. "I'll be breaking the treeline in 32 seconds." HK says. Already, you can hear distant pops of rapid gunfire. Please be ready."You heft the rifle and look through the site, carefully ranging it. One cue, HK bursts out from the trees, only pausing occasionally to pivot around and fire several bursts at the massive Tyrant chasing her, goading it to follow. Now, even though Big Mama had a lot of punch, she wasn't exactly built to be precise. A headshot could instantly take down the Tyrant, but it was a relatively small and tough target. Maybe a center of mass to knock it down. >Aim for the head. One shot on kill.>Aim for center mass. You're practically guaranteed to hit.>Aim for the extremities. See if you can disable it.>Other
>>2911553>Aim for center mass. You're practically guaranteed to hit.
>>2911553>>Aim for center mass. You're practically guaranteed to hit.Anti-material rifles means not needing to hit the head to hurt or kill it.
>>2911553>Aim for center mass. You're practically guaranteed to hit.It won't be moving so much once it sheds some vital body mass.
>>2911553>>Aim for center mass. You're practically guaranteed to hit.You never know with these Bio Weapons, and all of their redundant organs.
>>2911553>Aim for center mass. You're practically guaranteed to hit.Bring it down, then the follow up.
>>2911553>>Aim for center mass. You're practically guaranteed to hit.
>>2911553>Aim for center mass. You're practically guaranteed to hit.Hopefully Bertha will slap the Tyrant to the fucking ground for a follow up shot.
>>2911553>Aim for the head. One shot on kill.
>>2911553>>Aim for the extremities. See if you can disable it.
>>2911553You settle your sights just as the Tyrant breaks the treeline. As expected, it was nothing but a wall of rotting, putrid flesh, somehow given life by some unknown means. Fortunately, a good thing about Tyrants were that they were big targets. You settle your crosshair over the Tryant's chest and pull the trigger.>Roll 1d20+3
Rolled 4 + 3 (1d20 + 3)>>2911622wew
Rolled 12 + 3 (1d20 + 3)>>2911622Here comes the Snow!
Rolled 9 + 3 (1d20 + 3)>>2911622
Rolled 3 + 3 (1d20 + 3)>>2911622
>>2911627snow got us a 15, that's ... something?
Rolled 19, 4, 16 = 39 (3d20)>>2911622
>>2911622You fire Big Mama, sending a .50 caliber shell plunging right into its torso. Unfortunately, you slightly misjudge the drop of the heavy round, and it arcs down slightly and embeds itself directly into the Tyrant's gut, momentarily stopping it in its tracks. Its eyes then turn to you, focusing on you as the new threat. HK attempts to draw it away again with a burst of rifle fire, but the smaller caliber bullets simply bounce off or get stuck in its thick, armored flesh. >Prep for another shot, quickly!>Looks like you'll have to finish it off the hard way...>Other
>>2911660>>Prep for another shot, quickly!
>>2911660>Prep for another shot, quickly!
>>2911660>Prep for another shot, quickly![Distant Speedchanting of Fuck Intensifies]
>>2911660>Looks like you'll have to finish it off the hard way...
Rolled 10, 20, 2 = 32 (3d20)>>2911660"Shit." You curse as you readjust your aim. The Tyrant was starting to pick up momentum as it made its way to you, its eyes giving an unnatural amber glow in the dark. Massive claws that can tear open armored vehicles like tin cans are bared at you as the BOW closes in on your position. You sight back in on its chest and fire again.>Roll 1d20+1
Rolled 10 + 1 (1d20 + 1)>>2911698
Rolled 15 + 1 (1d20 + 1)>>2911698
Rolled 18 + 1 (1d20 + 1)>>2911698>Dat 20God I hope that's for HK
Rolled 1 + 1 (1d20 + 1)>>2911698Looks like we're getting into melee combat soon
>>2911698>nat 20Oh fuck.
Rolled 7, 11, 12 = 30 (3d20)>>2911698...
>>2911717>>2911709It's okay, Merc uses first of 3!R-right?
Here's hoping we're strong enough to club this guy to death with Big Mama.
>>2911721You empty the rest of the magazine, but the Tyrant simply bodies the shots as it charges your position. You only barely have enough time to roll out of the way as the Tyrant plows through your firing position like a raging bull, smashing Big Mama to pieces.Damn, you can already picture both Hank and the Boss chewing you out for losing such a venerable (and expensive) rifle. HK continues pouring automatic fire into the Tyrant, which is starting to finally deal some damage to it, but with Big Mama down, the Tyrant turns its attention back to HK. With Big Mama smashed, you had very limited options in taking this beast down. If you could get some more distance, some high explosive grenades would do the trick. Or you could be reckless and try to take it from behind in close combat...>You need to get some distance to use your grenade launcher. >Leap onto the the Tyrant. >Fuck it, time for some danger close.>Other
>>2911745>You need to get some distance to use your grenade launcher.
>>2911745>>You need to get some distance to use your grenade launcher.
>>2911745>Leap onto the the Tyrant.Hopefully a knife to the eyes would have some effect.
>>2911745>You need to get some distance to use your grenade launcher.Here's to hoping we don't miss
>>2911745>>Leap onto the the Tyrant.
>>2911745>>Fuck it, time for some danger close.Leaping onto him just puts us in the line of fire
Hopefully the gun is at least partially salvageable.
>>2911745>Leap onto the the Tyrant.
>>2911745You scramble backwards as quickly as possible, trying to get to the minimum safe distance to where you could start dropping 40mm grenades onto the Tyrant. Meanwhile, the Tyrant once against picks up moment as it charges at HK, intent on destroying her.>Roll 1d20
Rolled 4 (1d20)>>2911783
Rolled 19 (1d20)>>2911783
Rolled 5 (1d20)>>2911783
>>2911783Seeing the Tyrant staring to take off towards HK, you quickly slap a 40mm grenade into your underbarrel launcher and fire it. It was less and indirect lob and more like a direct cannon shot right into the Tyrant's back. The Tyrant roars as it is brought to its knees, before collapsing to the ground completely. "Target is down." HK reports, closing in with her rifle at the ready. "Permission to terminate?"While it was general practice just destroy rogue BOWs, it was sometimes beneficial to take them "alive", since it was cheaper than having to completely grow a new one, and the megacorps generally appreciated it if you saved a buck for them.Then again, that was assuming you'd even be able to keep it suppressed until an Umbrella containment team could arrive.>Try to keep the Tyrant intact.>Destroy the Tyrant.>Other
>>2911795>Try to keep the Tyrant intact.How far away can a containment team be?
>>2911795>>Destroy the Tyrant.
>>2911795>>Try to keep the Tyrant intact.
>>2911795>>Destroy the Tyrant.not sure if we have what it takes to keep it down without taking losses.
>>2911795>Try to keep the Tyrant intact.So what sort of mods should we get after seeing the results of this skirmish?
>>2911795>>Try to keep the Tyrant intact.Containment should be in the area and if it starts moving we hit it with another grenade.
>>2911795>Try to keep the Tyrant intact.
>>2911795Terminate. If they wanted us to play nice, they should have played nice with the villagers.
>>2911795>>Quickly call the umbrella agent to get an ETA on a containment team
>>2911795>OtherContact Umbrella and see if they can get a containment team here. if not we kill it.
>>2911795>>Try to keep the Tyrant intact.Since we screw up and lost an expensive weapon, the bonus from keeping it alive would be useful.
>>2911795>Destroy the Tyrant.
>>2911805Definitely something offensive or defensive since we only have rather mundane options for ourselves aside our Biosensor.Maybe some form of shapeshifting to make armor or something.
Rolled 13, 20, 11 = 44 (3d20)>>2911795"Hold up, HK." You say. "I think we can recover this and send it back to Umbrella.""Understood." HK nod as she keeps her rifle trained on the downed Tyrant. "However, I must protest this course of action as being unnecessarily hazardous.""Yeah, well, it can earn us some brownie points with Umbrella, which we could always use." You say as you key u your comms."What is it?" The Umbrella agent asks gruffly, once again wondering if you were going to waste her time or not. "Hey, I've got a relatively intact Tyrant here that you can come pick up." You announce. "What do you say?""We'll send a recovery team shortly." The agent grunts. "Just don't let it get away.""Roger that." You nod and turn to HK. "We'll just sit tight for a bit here. "I have to question the feasibility of this course of action." HK frowns the Tyrant growls and twitches, trying and failing to get back up on its feet. "I am not confident in my ability to nonlethally neutralize a Tyrant-class.">Roll 1d20+2
Rolled 13 + 2 (1d20 + 2)>>2911835Nat 20. What the fuck.
Rolled 6 + 2 (1d20 + 2)>>2911835
Rolled 18 + 2 (1d20 + 2)>>2911835
Rolled 13, 8, 17 = 38 (3d20)>>2911835...
>>2911846Suddenly, the Tyrant springs to life, swiping one of its mighty clawed arms at HK. You narrowly have enough time to grab HK and pull her away just out of reach of the attack. It was a damn close one. However, it looked like the Tyrant was already starting to recover, even as blood still oozed from its open wounds. It lets out an inhuman roar as it renews its attack. >Continue to try and subdue the Tyrant. >It's too dangerous to leave alive.>Other
>>2911852>Continue to try and subdue the Tyrant. More 'Nades, aim for the legs.
>>2911852>It's too dangerous to leave alive.
>>2911852>Continue to try and subdue the Tyrant. Too late to back out now
>>2911852>Continue to try and subdue the Tyrant.
>>2911833Not just because we could really use something like it now, but a mod non-lethal take downs would be useful if we plan to keep taking things in alive or just subduing rivals. Say like a bio electric taser or a stinger that has a paralytic venom or anesthesia.>>2911852>>Continue to try and subdue the Tyrant.
>>2911852>>It's too dangerous to leave alive.
>>2911852>>Continue to try and subdue the Tyrant.
>>2911852>Continue to try and subdue the Tyrant.>>2911863Yeah, a dart/needle launcher full of venom would be a nice thing to have if armour or blades aren't working out.
>>2911852"Shit!" You grunt. "We gotta put it back down!""Please let me handle this." HK says as she steps forward, handing her rifle off to you. "I'm better suited in this sort of situation than you."Was she planning on taking on the Tyrant by herself...?>Trust that HK knows what to do.>You can't let her do this alone.>Other
>>2911891>>Trust that HK knows what to do.Well, if she says she knows what to do, then sure, trust her built-in programming if nothing else.
>>2911891>You can't let her do this alone.
>>2911891>>You can't let her do this alone.
>>2911891>>You can't let her do this alone.Light the Tyrant up with both rifles at once to give her an opening.
>>2911891>>Trust that HK knows what to do.
>>2911891>Trust that HK knows what to do.
Rolled 15, 16, 19 = 50 (3d20)>>2911891"Sorry, but I can't just let you have all the fun!" You say as you step forward, both rifles in each hand as you unload them into the Tyrant.>Roll 1d20+2
Rolled 2 + 2 (1d20 + 2)>>2911924Goddamn, he's lively.
Rolled 3 + 2 (1d20 + 2)>>2911924
Rolled 15 + 2 (1d20 + 2)>>2911924>those dice rollsDid we somehow get the most competent Tyrant in the history of Resident Evil?
Rolled 3, 18, 1 + 2 = 24 (3d20 + 2)>>2911924...
Rolled 20 + 2 (1d20 + 2)>>2911924>19>>2911929It's almost as if the Dice Gods themselves want us to make contact with Loki for a power boost.
>>2911929I'd sooner just point out the out of universe reason: /qst/ dice being screwy
>>2911930>>2911928>>2911925>>2911931The shadow of HUNK is still upon us.
>>2911935We're going to need a long R&R once this day is done. Do you think HK can get drunk?
>>2911924Unfortunately for the both of you, the Tyrant is far faster than either you or HK anticipate, and it swings its arm out.However, even though HK wasn't quite as fast as the Tyrant's attack, she was fast enough to push you out of the way and take the hit herself. HK disappears from view as she bounces and rolls away in the grass. "FUCK YOUUUUU!" You yell as you roll onto your back and unload with both assault rifles into the Tyrant. The BOW flinches from the hail of gunfireBut just small caliber bullets weren't going to be enough. You still had a fresh grenade loaded up, but at this distance...>You got no choice but to risk it. >Just keep hosing the damn thing down!>Other
>>2911948>You got no choice but to risk it.
>>2911948>>Just keep hosing the damn thing down!
>>2911948>>You got no choice but to risk it.
>>2911948>>You got no choice but to risk it.No chance of giving it the run around at this range I guess.
>>2911948Shit, at this stage, you had no choice but to risk it. HK was down and you weren't sure what her status was, and the Tyrant was far too close for comfort. You switch off the safety on your grenade launcher and pull the trigger.>Roll 1d20
Rolled 17 (1d20)>>2911978Well, if we get fucked up, we can always rely on Carol to grow some spare parts for us. Or have Loki give us our potentially latent Invader or Magical Girl powers.
Rolled 20 (1d20)>>2911978
Rolled 5 (1d20)>>2911973Here comes the snow
>>2911978Your grenade launcher fires with a loud WHUMP, sending the heavy grenade flying through the air and plunging straight into the Tyrant's torso, Whether by luck or design, the grenade embeds itself through one of the gaping bullet holes left by Big Mama. Contained by the Tyrant's thick flesh, the grenade blows the Tyrant's top half apart while sparing you from any sort of injury, other than getting spattered with Tyrant guts and gore. However, you didn't feel excitement or elation, only concern as you scramble to your feet and rush over to HK. And there she was, standing on her feet. Sure, her clothes were in tatters, her hair completely disheveled, and some of her skin and flesh was torn away showing the robotic components underneath, but she was functional. At least for now. "Don't worry, the damage is only minor." HK tries to assure you as she takes a step and stumbles forward, necessitating you catching her before she feel down again. Well, the Tyrant was down for good, but Big Mama was trashed and HK suffered not insignificant damage. There was going to be a lot of explaining to do when you got back...>And that's it for tonight! As always, next thread will be next week so don't miss it!
>all those late 20s>all those [enemy activity] rollsalmost like xcom babyThanks for the run OP!
>>2912022Thanks for the thread, Boss!
>>2912022That was a wild ride. Have a good night.
>>2912022See you next time!Luckily we didn't have to be put back together by Carol.
>>2912041Not for a lack of trying from what I saw.
>>2912031If Phoenix Point were out, I wonder if Merc would be getting inspiration from it.
>>2912201I personally believe that Phoenix Point would have been a good influence for Magical Girl Hunter with the whole Invader thing. But I can also see some of the factions meshing with Bioweapon Hunter especially the ones that want to modify themselves.
>MFW I return and see this quest>MFW MercCommand
>>2912031If we keep this up with our enemy encounters, we may have to streamline our weapon loadouts for more expendable alternatives. I don't think we're exactly swimming in anti-material rifles. Also, knowing what we're hunting beforehand will always be a major boon.
>>2914118I still say we get ready to Buck shit up.
>>2914118Not to mention that I think we should reconsider transformation mods turning our flesh into armor like a Warframe, and instead wear a manufactured bio-armor like a Guyver (although transformation would be useful if we don't have access to armor or weapons, or are short on time).
>>2914335Need a symbiote.
>>2914118Losing the anti-materiel rifle was just bad luck, but getting HK hurt and almost getting killed by the Tyrant was bad decision making. We should have put the thing down the first chance we got and taken the regular payout instead of going for broke.Also, a brand new Barrett M82 / M107 retails for slightly more than $10k today, and is on the high end of the price range for a .50 BMG anti-materiel rifle. We probably can't afford to do it every mission, but bagging a Tyrant should definitely pull in enough dosh to make up for losing the gun.
>>2914356>>2914335>manufactured bio-armorSounds good, but I'm concerned for the interface with the suit/symbiote. I'd imagine that it could get kinda /d/ with some of the more formfitting suits using cilia or tentacles lining the inside to interface with the half or completely naked user.
>>2915255I'm not sure what sounds worse, putting on a living suit with an always cold and moist interior, or the fact it gives every user a feel up whenever anyone puts it on.Must be popular with some ladies.
>>2915055When the QM offers a bonus payout, it is almost a given that players will get greedy, even if quests run by said QM have a nasty habit/history of having the RNGods screw over the players big time.
>>2915055I would say that losing the long gun was caused by us trying to load another round when beast was already charging us which could be seen as bad judgement
>>2915639>>2915639To be fair if we had rolled better the beast would have droped and not broken our big gun
>>2915639>I would say that losing the long gun was caused by us trying to load another round when beast was already charging us which could be seen as bad judgementI think it was at least tactically sound to keep hitting it with the big gun in the hopes of bringing it down. We probably couldn't have one-shotted it with the grenade launcher otherwise, and an under-barrel 40mm is a lot harder to use and slower to reload in CQB than a magazine-fed bolt action. Considering the dice rolls we got, I think it was probably the best outcome we could hope for.
>>2917198>>2915762>>2915639You know what I realized? Is if we upped and ran away from the gun while the Tyrant was chasing us, then we could have told HK to use it while it's distracted with us.>mfw I have no face to the best plan involving us playing "Keep Away" with the Tyrant
>>2915255>>2915276I'm sure that people would be perfectly willing to wear a semi-living suit of skintight armour enhancing strength, speed, and agility at the cost of riding up something fierce and leaving little to the imagination. I just don't see Lucina wearing one unless it's an emergency.
That anon who pushed for us to take Neopup was right after all. Grenades seem to work better on bioweapons than AP bullets.