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.---Now with a new OP!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, a band of what you had to assume were Umbrella affiliated mercenaries were closing in on your family ranch, with only you and Mom's caretaker T-Doll Springfield present to defend it. Thankfully, it seemed that Mom was expecting something like this to happen, and the ranch had no shortage of stockpiled weapons and prepared defenses. In addition to the fortified bunker and accompanying armory laying beneath the ranch, there was also a comprehensive surveillance system, and all the walls had armor plate in them strong enough to repel most types of weaponry. Hell, there were booby traps that could be set up. Mom was certainly scarily well prepared."It appears the the convoy has stopped roughly half a mile away." Springfield informs you, her systems directly integrated into the Ranch's security systems, giving her an eye on everything in the immediate vicinity."Probably don't want to get caught in another ambush." You nod. "It's likely they'll proceed on foot through the forest for cover.""That should give us plenty of time to get these set up!" Springfield points to the cache of booby traps. Mines, sentry guns, tripwires, barbed wire, and more. >Use the time to fortify the house.>Have Springfield set up the defenses while you go harass the enemy.>You should both strike the enemy while they're still organizing.>Other
>>3428739>Use the time to fortify the house.
>>3428739>>Have Springfield set up the defenses while you go harass the enemy.When is BEST girl appearing?
>>3428739>Have Springfield set up the defenses while you go harass the enemy.
>>3428739>>Use the time to fortify the house.Set the stove for a gas explosion? Home Alone style swinging paint can trap?
>>3428739>Use the time to fortify the house.I just hope HK is forward thinking enough to bring some heavy support whenever she gets here.Also, I hope someone is paying for all the damages to the property if insurance is an issue.
>>3428739>>Have Springfield set up the defenses while you go harass the enemy.Don't waste the opportunity to further delay them while we can, because otherwise the house would be the most at risk later if more of them survived to get there in the first place.
>>3428739>>Have Springfield set up the defenses while you go harass the enemy.
Rolled 2 (1d2)>>3428739Looks like we're tied up so we'll have to roll off!1. Fortify2. Harass
>>3428828You spend the time you have left fortifying the main compound. As Springfield boards up the windows to increase cover and reduce visibility, you head out and start planting mines and remote explosives in various strategic areas, mostly in areas that provided direct access to the house and around corners and near common areas to take cover. You also planted demolition charges in the outlying buildings like the barn, which the mercs were bound to use as a forward outpost. In addition, you had plenty of loops of barbed wire to line around the perimeter, providing another impediment for anybody thinking they could just simply run straight in. Springfield also sets up a number of portable sentry guns watching the house's blind spots and chokepoints. Finally, a good chunk the armory was moved into the house proper for easier access. You had a number of rifles, heavy machine guns, grenades, and that exotic bioplasma launcher ready and at your disposal. "Well, we've hardened this place up as much as we could!' Springfield nods as she picks up a rifle and checks it. "I'm quite the good shot, so I'm thinking I can take a position up in the windmill. It's quite the advantageous vantage point.""Isn't that a bit risky?" You frown. "It's pretty exposed up there.""I'm still a T-Doll, so I can take a scrape or two." Springfield smiles reassuringly. Besides, it's easier for them to find cover if we don't have multiple lanes of fire.">Let Springfield post up on the windmill.>You should both stay in the house.>You'll go up in the windmill.>Other
>>3428848>Let Springfield post up on the windmill.
>>3428848>>Let Springfield post up on the windmill.I don't suppose there's a speaker system to tell these mercs to go away as well as playing music for some psyops.
>>3428848>>Let Springfield post up on the windmill.
>>3428848>You should both stay in the house.
>>3428848"All right, go for it." You nod. "Just be careful up there.""I should be telling YOU to be careful!" Springfield winks as she picks up her hunting rifle as well as several boxes of ammo. "Yeah yeah, whatever." You sigh as the T-Doll exits.Meanwhile you keep your machine gun mounted just inside the front window, which had a nice, wide arc of fire across the front lawn. All that was left was to wait."Tracking movement in the trees." Springfield warns you over the radio. "I'd say about a dozen regular contacts and two larger ones."Your bionsensor buzzes with activity, largely telling you the same. However, you were also getting readings from behind. "Looks like another dozen coming up from the low ground behind the house." Springfield confirms. "They're in your blind spot so I'll keep them busy while you handle the front!""Got it." You nod as you keep your view trained forward. Already, you could see the brush rustling from hidden movement. >Start firing into the trees to keep their heads down. >Let them walk into the booby traps.>Other
>>3428938>>Let them walk into the booby traps.
>>3428938>>Let them walk into the booby traps.I guess it's time to see our childhood go up in flames.
>>3428938>Let them walk into the booby traps.
Rolled 1, 1, 3 = 5 (3d20)>>3428938...
>>3428950We'll rebuild and make new memories.>>3428985OUCH that's gotta hurt.
>>3428985What the hell did Alice put in THOSE ones?A giant pitfall? Swinging logs?
>>3428985You hold your fire and watch as a squad of black clad mercs shuffle out of the trees, rifles raised and ready as they dash into the relative safety of the barn. Right behind them, two massive Tyrant-class BOWs lumber forward, with armor plates bonded directly to their flesh. Obviously some type of breaching variant. Well, you figure this was as good a time as any as you grip the detonator in your hand. The barn was getting old anyways.Click.The barn suddenly explodes in a blinding flash of light, sending flaming debris flying int all directions. Both Tyrants are practically vaporized by the blast, and you didn't even want to think about what happened to the mercs inside.At the same time, you could hear a steady popping of rifle shots from the windmill as Springfield was no doubt picking off the mercs coming up from behind. "Second wave incoming!" Springfield warns. "You've certainly riled them up!""What can we expect?" You ask."They're sending in the cannon fodder first." Springfield sighs. "Dozens of Ganados-class, a half dozen Hunter-class, and two more Tyrant-class."Damn, that was some serious numbers they were throwing at you. No doubt to whittle down your ammo and defenses through sheer attrition.>Better put that MG to good use. >Let them throw themselves onto your static defenses.>Break out the heavy ordnance.>Other
>>3428998>Better put that MG to good use.
>>3428998>>Better put that MG to good use.cannon fodder are best dealt with by application of plentiful amounts of ammunition.
>>3428998>>Better put that MG to good use.
>>3428998>>Let them throw themselves onto your static defenses.
>>3428998>>Better put that MG to good use. >>Let them throw themselves onto your static defenses.Has anyone else thought that this might be about the mod the Vallehn gave us as payment? It's crossed my mind that this might just be corp BS.
>>3428998>Better put that MG to good use.>>3429038Probably. I hope our Boss isn't the kind of person to put a contract on our head the moment she got news of a warrant.
Rolled 16, 15, 16 = 47 (3d20)>>3428998You grimace. Ganados class were basically the lowest rung of BOWs. Basically mass produced human clones with very low intelligence but massively amped aggression. Not much more than a cheap, disposable angry mob. Not exactly a subtle weapon to be used, but then again, there wasn't really anything subtle about a BOW. The Hunters and Tyrants were bigger worries, but you couldn't pick them out in this wave of gnashing, screaming opponents. You'd have to thin their numbers before they started eating into your prepared defenses.>Roll 1d20+1
>>3428998>Better put that MG to good use.Apply Dakka
Rolled 5 + 1 (1d20 + 1)>>3429062
Rolled 6 + 1 (1d20 + 1)>>3429062DAKKA
Rolled 11 + 1 (1d20 + 1)>>3429062
>>3429078Hey, watch the language buddy.
>>3429062Oooooh, those rolls aren't too good! Would you like to use a TIMESTOP to reroll?>Y>N
>>3429123You pull the trigger on your machine gun and hold the trigger down, unleashing a hail of bullets at the oncoming horde of BOWs. However, despite how much automatic fire you pour into the Ganados, you can't seem to put a dent in their numbers as they continue to charge forward, pushing aside or trampling those of their number that were slowed or wounded by your bullets. And then they hit your first line of defense, the line of barbed wire. Almost immediately, the front rank of Ganados trip over and twist themselves into the wire, thrashing and snarling as the jagged steel cut into their flesh. However, their bodies served as ample footholds for their fellows to trample over them unimpeded, right into the minefield. Explosions ripple across the front yard as Ganados are blown apart without a care, bodies flying in all directions. Finally, their numbers start to to thin, but at this point, there were large breaches in both the barbed wire and minefield. The horde, now greatly thinned, still had significant numbers and start crowding against the front wall, pounding away. There was no chance in hell they could break through on their own, but they were definitely blocking your vision. You had no idea where the Hunters or Tyrants were. Springfield might be able to help, but she was still busy holding the rear...>You're going to have to handle this yourself.>Call for Springfield's assistance.>Other
>>3429195>You're going to have to handle this yourself.
>>3429195>>You're going to have to handle this yourself.
>>3429195>>You're going to have to handle this yourself.If we make it out of this, should we do a Biosensor on Lucina to see what her signature is like?
>>3429195Springfield was already performing a critical role keeping the rear secure, and you didn't want to risk pulling her off that duty. Instead, your only choice would be to exit from the back and flank the BOW force. Hopefully you can take them out before the third wave made its way in. You check your little armory.. The MG was low on ammo at this point and it wouldn't cut it at this point. You grab one of the assault rifles and check your heavy ordnance. You had a whole belt of grenades you could use to quickly clear those damn Ganados out, while also providing a bit of bang against the larger Hunters and Tyrants that were surely out there.Or, well, there was the bioplasma launcher. The ammo on that was VERY limited, but guaranteed to knock down a Tyrant or an entire clump of Ganandos.>Bring the grenades.>Take the bioplasma launcher.>Other
>>3429269>Bring the grenades.
>>3429249What are you expecting to find?>>3429269>Take the bioplasma launcher.
>>3429269>>Bring the grenades.>>3429275Something odd within her that's small, weak, and faint that it could be snuffed out in an instant if anything were to go wrong; yet warm and precious. A child.
>>3429269>>Bring the grenades.Save the launcher for the bigger ones.
>>3429269You grab the belt of grenades and throw it over your shoulder as you move out of the back door, dashing around the building to the front. You could see the Ganados still pounding away at the front, while the Tyrants were now lumbering their way across the minefield. You had no visual on the Hunters, though. And, to your concern, you could see movement in the treeline, your bionsensor confirming there were multiple contacts. Looks like the third wave was starting to organize now that the BOWs had absorbed the brunt of your defenses. >Use the grenades to clear out the Ganados. >Use the grenades to take out the Tyrants. >Use your enhanced strength to throw your grenades into the treeline.>Other
>>3429309>Use the grenades to clear out the Ganados.
>>3429309>>Use the grenades to clear out the Ganados.
>>3429309>Use the grenades to take out the Tyrants.
>>3429309You pull the pins on the grenade belt and toss the belt at the feet of the mob of Ganados, the individual grenades breaking off and rolling in all directions, and you quickly take cover behind the corner of the house as they explode, your ears ringing from the endless explosions. You take another peek out and are glad to note that al of the Ganados were taken out. However, you also see the Tyrants were now on the move, each of them winding up for a devastating charge attack. One looked to be aiming for the front door of the house, while the other was pointed towards the base of the windmill. This was not good at all. "Springfield! You got a Tyrant headed your way!" You warn."I see him." Springfield assures you. >Intercept the Tyrant headed for the house.>Focus fire with Spraingfield on the Tyrant headed for the windmill.>Other
>>3429373>Intercept the Tyrant headed for the house.
>>3429373>>Intercept the Tyrant headed for the house.
>>3429373You turn your attention to the Tyrant aiming for the main house. If it managed to make a breach, then there wouldn't be anything stopping the rest of the mercs from being able to charge in and exploit the gap. >Try to shoot down the Tyrant.>Use your enhanced strength to knock it down.>Other
>>3429391>>Try to shoot down the Tyrant.
Rolled 3, 20, 18 = 41 (3d20)>>3429391You raise your rifle and take aim at the Tyrant. You didn't exactly want to get into close combat with one if you could help it. Hopefully you could take it down with ranged fire...>Roll 1d20
Rolled 14 (1d20)>>3429414
Rolled 13 (1d20)>>3429414
Rolled 16 (1d20)>>3429414
Rolled 3, 3, 5 = 11 (3d20)>>3429414...
Rolled 7, 4, 7 = 18 (3d20)>>3429442...
>>3429444Unfortunately, both Tyrants seem to easily shrug off both yours and Springfield's fire and continue their charges. The first Tyrant manages to smash straight through the armored door of the house, creating a massive hole and bursting straight out the other side. Meanwhile, the second Tyrant smashes into the base of the windmill, sending the entire structure toppling over. You wince as you see the top of the windmill crash through the roof of the house. You couldn't see what happened to Springfield. To make things worse, the third wave of mercs was now starting to move forward now that the Tyrants had battered a path for them, and your bionsensor was now finally starting to warn you of the presence of the Hunters, slowly slithering through a patch of tall grass towards your position. "Looks like this is the end of the road for us, Lewis." Springfield says mournfully over the radio. "I'll buy you as much time as I can. Get to the bunker or the garage while you can."That's right, the garage had a vehicle you could use to escape. You didn't like the idea of abandoning your old home, but at this rate neither it nor you would be around to regret much...>Let Springfield act as a rearguard.>You're not leaving without Springfield.>Other
>>3429451>You're not leaving without Springfield.
>>3429451>>You're not leaving without Springfield.
>>3429451Hmmm, so, it seems like it's a pretty slow night so we'll call the thread a little early today. We'll continue things on Saturday, so don't miss it!
>>3429465thanks for running, OP!
>>3429451>>Let Springfield act as a rearguard.
>>3429465Thanks for running, Merc!
>>3429465See you tomorrow, boss.Don't suppose our cavalry appearing in the form of HK or Lucy in a nanosuit/power armor, and a dedicated STARS helicopter?
>>3429484Well, things are certainly in motion, that's for sure!
>>3429484If she decides to bring in the whole STARS team, and the new T-Dolls, then I feel that the whole department will realize that there's something up between Lewis and Lucina after all these strings are pulled, or they find out they're seeing each other privately.
>>3429451You're not leaving without SpringfieldMum would be pissed if we let her die
>>3429451>You're not leaving without Springfield.And we need to blow up anything that could incriminate us or our family as more than simple mercenaries.
>>3429484>>3429930If the truth comes out, wouldn't that mean Lewis can't go around teasing her as much as before for fear of ruining or potentially losing her job?
>>3429451"I'm not leaving you behind, Springfield." You grunt as you dash back to the now heavily wrecked house."How sweet! I suppose I shouldn't have expected less from Alice's son!" Springfield chimes.Inside, you see Springfield, her left arm snapped completely off and her clothes torn and tattered. Some of her synthetic flesh had also been peeled or torn off, revealing the robotic core underneath. However, that didn't seem to stop the T-Doll, as she was hefting the Bioplasma launcher with one arm. She aims it out of the hole where the front door used to be and fires three times. A trio of bright green orbs arc out and explode into the front yard, covering everything in a thick, green paste that instantly ignited upon contact, creating a wall of emerald flame."That will buy us some time." Springfield notes happily as she casually picks up an old break action shotgun. "Have you decided what to do?">We'll hunker down in the bunker until HK arrives.>We'll get to Mom's jeep and make a break for it.>Other
>>3431564>We'll hunker down in the bunker until HK arrives.
>>3431564>>We'll hunker down in the bunker until HK arrives.Fighting retreat, and hope HK brings something to the table.
>>3431574The best thing she could bring is Nemo and Mom.
>>3431564>We'll get to Mom's jeep and make a break for it.
>>3431564>>We'll hunker down in the bunker until HK arrives
>>3431564>We'll hunker down in the bunker until HK arrives
>>3431564"Springfield, get in the bunker!" You order her. "We'll hole up in there until HK arrives!""Got it!" Springfield nods as she grabs as much weapons and ammo with her one good arm before limping to the bunker entrance. You pick up whatever extra ammo and weaponry you can salvage as well and hurry to the entrance as well. You could already hear the footsteps of Tyrants and the hissing of Hunters closing in. You didnt' have much time. You wonder if you should trigger the explosives you had planted in the house. Another part of the scorched earth backup plan in case the defense was compromised. But well, that would mean completely destroying the house...>It's just a house.>It's not just any house...>Other
>>3431646>It's just a house.
>>3431646>It's just a house.Doesn't mean we won't like the act. Maybe kick ourselves at worse.
>>3431646>>It's just a house.We're gonna have to have a looong talk with Mom and Carol....
>>3431646>It's not just any house...
>>3431646>>It's not just any house...
>>3431646Well, it was just a house. Sure Mom and Carol might get mad, but honestly the situation was pretty dire. And it's not like you were really enthusiastic about this, either.Next to the bunker entrance was the detonator, which you set to trigger in one minute. You then hurriedly scramble into the entrance, closing the hatch shut and sealing it. You don't even wait and keep moving forward towards the main bunker chamber. You didn't want to risk the ceiling collapsing on top of you, after all. There, you see Springfield trying to attempt some field repair with limited success, trying to adjust her legs. You glance at the computer screen which was now showing the camera feeds. The Tyrants and Hunters were already inside the house, while the rest of the mercs were keeping a healthy distance, both from the bioplasma and from their nasty experience with the barn. It was only natural they would be wary of more explosive traps. The final explosion, you don't really so much as feel, as the entire bunker chamber suddenly vibrates, loose concrete chips and dust tumbling down from the ceiling. You glance back at the screen, and saw most of the camera feeds were dead, no doubt taken out by the numerous blasts. Hopefully the mercs would just write this off as a suicide, but that was honestly a bit of wishful thinking. If they were halfway decent, they'd be sniffing around for signs of a hidden escape route. You could try contacting HK and coordinating with her, but you were pretty certain Umbrella was able to intercept your comms before. They might do so again...>Try to contact HK.>Just sit still and wait.>Other
>>3431794>Just sit still and wait.
>>3431794>>Just sit still and wait.Time to think about all of our life choices up to now, and what sort of messed up situation we ended up in.
>>3431794>>Just sit still and wait.We aren't here.
>>3431794>Just sit still and wait.Can we lock an MG in place firing at the entrance, in case they decide to drop a grenade down? Just planning for them finding it.
>>3431794>Just sit still and wait.I just hope that HK and Lucy won't have a heart attack when they see the remains of the house. That, or Lucina truly understanding the amount of danger being with Lewis means.
>>3431850She'll learn pretty quick. Or she won't and she'll become a damsel in distress or worse...
>>3431794You decide that the best thing to do was to sit still and wait. Make them think you're dead or long gone. However, that doesn't mean you were going to leave your fate completely to chance. You set up your remaining machine guns to face the two main corridors in case the mercs are able to breach them. At the very least, you can make them work a little more for their bounty.And all that's left is to wait...>Roll 1d20
Rolled 10 (1d20)>>3431900
Rolled 1 (1d20)>>3431900
Rolled 18 (1d20)>>3431900
Rolled 9 (1d20)>>3431900
>>3431905Hmmm, that 10 isn't the greatest result. Would you like to use your TIMESTOP reroll?>Y>N
>>3431943>>YI like not being swarmed by Mercs
>>3431943All right! Let's do that reroll!>Roll 1d20
Rolled 18 (1d20)>>3432026Time for snow.
Rolled 16 (1d20)>>3432026
Rolled 1 (1d20)>>3432026no wammies
Rolled 13 (1d20)>>3432026
>>3432026You don't even move, and barely even breathe for fear that the mercs might have something that might pick it up. The seconds seem to creep into hours as you wait, your eyes glued to the remaining security feeds. It seemed like the mercs were still performing a search pattern, but they were starting to disperse now, probably under the impression that you had used the explosion to mask your escape. However, all you could see was mercs and Hunter-class BOWs moving past the perimeter cameras, indicating they were spreading out. You had no idea the exact number of mercs still in the main compound, and none of the Tyrants were accounted for, either. "Wait, I'm picking up movement." Springfield whisper and points to one of the feeds.Sure enough, you see HK blazing down the road on a motorcycle, her Typhoon grenade launcher mounted on her back and the Harkonnen heavy cannon slung on her right arm. She was definitely coming in hot and heavy. >Wait for her to arrive and draw enemy attention before breaking out. >Head out of the bunker and draw enemy attention so HK can hit them from behind.>Other
>>3432083>Wait for her to arrive and draw enemy attention before breaking out.
>>3432083>Head out of the bunker and draw enemy attention so HK can hit them from behind.Slap on our heaviest armor and pull a Ned Kelly.
>>3432083>>Head out of the bunker and draw enemy attention so HK can hit them from behind.>Bring out the BFG
>>3432083>>Head out of the bunker and draw enemy attention so HK can hit them from behind.Guess it's time to start yelling at people to leave us alone.
>>3432083>Head out of the bunker and draw enemy attention so HK can hit them from behind.
>>3432083>>Wait for her to arrive and draw enemy attention before breaking out.Better to NOT let them know where Lewis popped out of by letting HK draw fire first. This way he gets to do surprise attack without letting see where he comes out from.
>>3432083Switch >>3432094To>Head out of the bunker and draw enemy attention so HK can hit them from behind.
>>3432083Even with all that firepower, you figure HK was going to need help dealing with whatever mercs were still left in the main compound. You pick up your rifle and start heading down to the barn exit, which would have a better firing position."Wait!" Springfield calls out as she gets up, hefting a break action shotgun in her one good arm. "I'll help, too!">Springfield can still be a great help.>She's too damaged to fight effectively.>Other
>>3432234>>She's too damaged to fight effectively.
>>3432234>She's too damaged to fight effectively.
>>3432234>Springfield can still be a great help.
>>3432234"Springfield, you stay here." You tell her. "That's an order. You're not going to get anything done down an arm."Springfield opens her mouth to protest, but her programming kicks in and she sits back down, albeit reluctantly. "All right, just be careful out there." She says, a bit deflated. "Of course." You nod as you jog down the corridor to the barn. You carefully open the hatch just a crack, and you can see about a dozen mercs scattered around the compound area in a loose patrol formation. In the center of the smoldering yard, you could see one of the Tyrants milling about, obviously waiting for orders. In the distance, you could hear the roar of HK's motorcycle, and even the mercs were starting to hear it too, some of them turning their heads curiously or consulting their radios to confirm what they were hearing. HK definitely was not giving much regard to the element of surprise here. Well that was where you came in. "GET OFF MY MOM'S LAWN!" You yell as you burst out of the hatch, machine gun ready to rip. You take aim at...>The mercs.>The Tyrant>Other
>>3432341>>The mercs.Take them out so we can finish off the Tyrant with our secret abilities.
>>3432341>>The mercs.HK has the big cannon for the bigger targets, we have the mook sweeping gun.
Rolled 20, 5, 2, 15 = 42 (4d20)>>3432341You take aim at the mercs, holding down the trigger as you sweep the barrel in a wide arc in front of you to take out as many of the scattered mercs as you could. You'd have to trust HK to handle the Tyrant...>Roll 1d20
Rolled 13 (1d20)>>3432433
Rolled 5 (1d20)>>3432433
Rolled 17 (1d20)>>3432433
Rolled 6, 1, 19 = 26 (3d20)>>3432433...
>>3432477Ok, was that night with Lucina a flag or something? because all these 1s and low rolls for our side and 20s for the other is getting ridiculous.
>>3432477Unfortunately, the mercs were far faster than you thought. You suspected that they had some sort of biomod boosting their reflexes, as they all immediately dash for cover, finding safety from your attacks. HK meanwhile blazes in on her motorcycle, her Harkonnen rifle aimed and ready. She fires once and the shell slams into the Tyrant's chest, but the shell overpenetrates and punches clean through without causing significant damage. HK guns the engine again and stay moving and prevent herself from being an easy target. The Tyrant starts lumbering forward to chase after HK while the rest of the mercs are trying to regroup, returning sporadic fire at both you and HK.>You can't stay here. Better make a run for the jeep and escape with HK.>You need to move to a better flanking position and keep pressure on the mercs.>Other
>>3432488>You need to move to a better flanking position and keep pressure on the mercs.
>>3432488>>You need to move to a better flanking position and keep pressure on the mercs.
>>3432488>>You need to move to a better flanking position and keep pressure on the mercs.>>3432483I'm of the belief that the night may have transferred all of his luck to her.
>>3432488>You need to move to a better flanking position and keep pressure on the mercs.>>3432483>>3432516Clearly, Lewis' dice rolls are ultimately determined by how long he doesn't blow his load.
Rolled 15, 18, 20 = 53 (3d20)>>3432488As HK led the Tyrant off on a merry chase, you took the chance to make a dash for the trees, which would provide a better base of fire against the mercs and put them in a crossfire between you and HK. The mercs, meanwhile were organizing into a defensive circle, no doubt to keep themselves protected until the rest of their buddies to regroup, which meant you had to take care of this before they got here. You slap a fresh belt into your machine gun and take position behind one of the thicker trees before laying down a fresh hail of bullets.>Roll 1d20+1
Rolled 10 + 1 (1d20 + 1)>>3432573
Rolled 14 + 1 (1d20 + 1)>>3432573
Rolled 6 (1d20)>>3432573Damnit Merc.
>>3432579>>3432580>>3432581Okay, maybe Lewis shouldn't have sex until he regains his luck.
Rolled 7, 20, 6 = 33 (3d20)>>3432573...
>>3432591Fucking Finally!!! Go HK!
>>3432591You unload your machine gun again, but yet again the mercs are unnaturally quick, ducking your fire before you can really score any solid hits, which was just damn frustrating. Fortunately, HK was doing much better. The Tyrant attempts to charge her, but HK manages to juke it at the last second with a burst of speed from her motorcycle. She does a quick donut turn with her bike to swing the Harkonnen in line with the Tyrant's back and lets loose another shot. This time, she's on target, and the Tyrant's head evaporates as the heavy cannon shell impacts dead center, and the BOW falls. HK then revs the engine of her motorcycle and starts circling the mercs' defensive formation, drawing their fire towards herself. "Lewis, I'll begin operations to suppress the enemy." HK's familiar, to the point voice announces over the radio. "I recommend you take that opportunity to escape. Enemy reinforcements are already inbound.">We can take these bastards.>Got it, HK.>Other
>>3432609>Got it, HK.Time to pull out our trusty handgun unless HK's bike has a sidecar.
>>3432609>We can take these bastards.
>>3432609>>We can take these bastards.Springfield is still in the bunker.
>>3432609>>We can take these bastards.Don't tread on us.
>>3432609>>We can take these bastards.Not gonna vote to leave hk behind.
Rolled 3, 2, 8 = 13 (3d20)>>3432609"We can still take these bastards!" You insist as you pick up your machine gun to reposition. A few bullets whizzed by, a couple grazing shots bouncing off your crystal skin."...understood." You hear HK respond. You get the impression that she wanted to say something else, but opted not to. "I'll be using the Typhoon, so please be cautious of the blast effects.""Got it." You nod as you set up behind the trunk of a recently fallen tree, obviously knocked over by the barn blast. "We must handle this promptly." HK reminds you.""Ready when you are, then." You say as you take aim, sporadic bullets whizzing past you and into the tree trunk.>Roll 1d20+1
>>3432609>We can take these bastards.Then we can call out Springfield to join the escape.
Rolled 3 + 1 (1d20 + 1)>>3432660
Rolled 20 + 1 (1d20 + 1)>>3432660
Rolled 7 + 1 (1d20 + 1)>>3432660
>>3432665Let's take one alive so we can violently interrogate them!
Rolled 19, 18, 18 = 55 (3d20)>>3432660...
>>3432665>>3432708Hot damn, looks like we're in near perfect synch.
>>3432708Bunched up in that tight defensive circle, the mercs don't even stand a chance against the combined crossfire of your machine gun and HK's devastating Typhoon barrages. However, a couple of them manage to disengage from the one sided slaughter and make a break for the rear of what was left of the house, where the uneven terrain could afford better cover and would slow down HK's motorcycle. "Sensors are picking up incoming aerial contacts." HK warns. "We can finish off the retreating enemy, but I recommend we take this chance to disengage while we can.">Escape with HK and Springfield while there's a lull in the fighting.>Let's at least nab a prisoner before we go.>These guys seriously can't have that much left in them after all these losses.>Other
>>3432726>Escape with HK and Springfield while there's a lull in the fighting.
>>3432726>>Escape with HK and Springfield while there's a lull in the fighting.
Do we have literally anything to go on after this?We still have the data from the party, right? Probably what they’re after...
>>3432726"Got it, let's get out of here." You nod. "Springfield will also be evacuating with us.""Understood." HK turns to the ruined compound. "Aerial pursuit is likely. Our options would be to either escape through the forest on foot to avoid being seen by them, or commandeering a vehicle and attempt to gain as much distance from here as possible.">Escape on foot.>Escape on wheels.>Other
>>3432756>>Escape on foot.
>>3432756>>Escape on wheels.Springfield is damaged already.
>>3432756Can we make it seem like we make a heroic final stand somewhere that blows up to convince them we’re vaporized?
>>3432755There's also the off chance of someone ratting out on us.>>3432756>Escape on wheels.After all of this, I think it's acceptable for Lewis to cry a little in private with Lucy.
>>3432756>Escape on wheels.
>>3432766Well they could have surveillance in the Dino park that we missed, too.
>>3432756>>Escape on foot.>>3432766Maybe after that, he could go see his dad's resting place to tell him of the huge changes over the recent year?
>>3432756"We'll escape on wheels." You say as you head over to the garage, one of the few buildings still standing on the property. "Springfield, things are clear up here for now. We're leaving, so meet us at the garage.""Coming!" Springfield responds cheerfully. You and HK head over to the garage where you grab the door handle and pull it open. And there, in all it's glory was... Pinky.You honestly had no idea why Mom kept a freaking pink Humvee around, but apparently she had a lot of fond memories of it, which is why she kept it at the ranch and made sure it was well maintained. Well, you couldn't really complain now.Still didn't make it any less embarrassing to look at, though. "Ah, so we're leaving in the family car, then!" Springfield smiles as she trots up to the passenger side, pulling the door open with her one good arm. "HK, will you be riding with us?""I already have my own transportation." HK points to the bike.>Better if you both ride separately. >HK should drive so you could be the gunner.>HK should be the gunner while you drive.>Other
>>3432795>HK should drive so you could be the gunner.
>>3432795>Better if you both ride separately.
>>3432795>>Better if you both ride separately.no reason to leave behind any vehicle behind. That and two targets are better than one, if only so that if one of them gets damaged the other can be used for back-up.
>>3432795>>Better if you both ride separately.
>>3432795>Better if you both ride separately.Springfield can be the gunner
>>3432795"We'll ride separately." You decide. "More targets for them to deal with.""Understood." HK nods as she remounts her motorcycle. "Where do you need me?"Well, even with Springfield acting as gunner, her single arm would make it difficult to properly work any sort of weapon, so you had to rely on HK to provide the majority of the protection. Not to mention, her faster and nimbler motorcycle would allow her to reposition quickly if needed. >Have HK scout ahead in case there's any surprises.>Have HK trail behind to interdict any pursuers.>Other
>>3432824>>Have HK scout ahead in case there's any surprises.
>>3432824>Have HK scout ahead in case there's any surprises.
>>3432824>>Have HK trail behind to interdict any pursuers.Luckily we don't have any neighbours to worry about.
>>3432824>Have HK trail behind to interdict any pursuers.
>>3432824"Go on ahead, HK. I don't want surprises getting in our way." You tell her."Affirmative." HK nods as she revs her motorcycle and takes off ,the rear wheeling kicking up dirt and ash. You meanwhile rev up the Humvee's engine and follow HK out, your heavier vehicle struggling to keep up as HK glaze ahead to scout the road.>Roll 1d20
Rolled 5 (1d20)>>3432843
Rolled 6 (1d20)>>3432843
Rolled 13 (1d20)>>3432843For love and family!
Rolled 9 (1d20)>>3432843
Rolled 13 (1d20)>>3432843
>>3432846>13 rolled for love and family>checks earlier rollsyup, Lewis seems legit cursed.
>>3432849To be fair, I think this whole string of bad luck started the moment Alice made a contract with Loki all those years back...
>>3432852>>3432849So does Carol have the FAMILY CURSE?
>>3432843"The road appears to be all clear." HK reports. "Doesn't seem like they set up any roadblocks or checkpoints.""Okay, that's good." You nod."Not quite." Springfield sighs. "Looks like they're not giving up so easily." You look at the rearview mirror and see a pair of black helicopters closing in from behind. They didn't look to be armed, but you assumed they were part of that flight of helicopters you had chased off earlier. Guess they were back to repay the favor. "Lewis, we're almost at the rendezvous point." HK says. "We only need to go a little farther."Wait, rendezvous point? What was she talking about? Well, either way, those helos were going to be an issue...>Have HK try to knock them out of the air with the Harkonnen. >Put pedal to the metal and try to get to this rendezvous point as quick as possible. >Other
>>3432855>Have HK try to knock them out of the air with the Harkonnen.
>>3432855>>Put pedal to the metal and try to get to this rendezvous point as quick as possible.
>>3432855>>Have HK try to knock them out of the air with the Harkonnen.I'd rather not have them follow us to the rendezvous point
>>3432855>>Have HK try to knock them out of the air with the Harkonnen.
>>3432855>Put pedal to the metal and try to get to this rendezvous point as quick as possible.
Rolled 8, 19 = 27 (2d20)>>3432855"HK, can you handle those helos?" You ask. ""Affirmative." HK confirms. "Engaging."You HK stop or slow down her motorcycle as your jeep barrels past her. HK then turns around and takes aim with the Harkonnen...>Roll 1d20+2
Rolled 20 + 2 (1d20 + 2)>>3432876
Rolled 8 + 2 (1d20 + 2)>>3432876
Rolled 6 + 2 (1d20 + 2)>>3432878Uhhh....Two Birds with One Stone?I swear that HK's real proficiency is with that gun.>>3432876
>>3432876HK pauses for a moment as she lines up her shot and fires, the CRACK of the Harkonnen echoing in the air even from this distance. You keep looking at your rearview mirror as one of the helicopters seems to lose control and it nosedives into the ground. The second helicopter immediately takes evasive maneuvers as it swiftly turns around and flies away in the opposite direction. Looks like the had finally given up, at least for now. "Magnificent shooting, HK!" Springfield gasps."Yeah, that was a great shot." You add."All right, there is nothing impeding us from the rendezvous point." HK notes as she shoots ahead of you again. As she passes, you can almost swear HK is smiling smugly, but that might've just been your imagination. A few minutes later, HK veers off the main road and you follow her off into another wooded area, where the side road leads into a clearing. There, you could see a white, unmarked helicopter and three figures standing in front. There was Nemo, flanked on the sides by two black-clad T-Dolls."Come on, Lewis, we don't have a lot of time to waste." Nemo says, motioning for you to get into the helicopter. Meanwhile, one of the T-Dolls gives you a cheerful wave while the other just glowers at you. This day seemed to be getting more confusing by the minute...>And that's it for tonight! As always, next thread will be on Friday so don't miss it!
>>3432894Thanks for the thread, Merc! see you next time.
>>3432894Thanks for running Merc!
>>3432894Seeya boss.I hope we at least have the opportunity to scim through the ruins and salvage any precious mementos that somehow survived the explosion.Also, we may need to see if Lewis', and Carol's homes have been raided in the meantime.
So what the hell are we going to say to Alice, Carol, Lucina, and Nemo after we blew up the house?We wanted to give Lucina a break for a few days without telling anyone, and it took less than two days for everything to go to hell?
>>3434207Such is life as a quest protag!
>>3434378At least there's one silver lining:All evidence of the night of passion went up in flames. Hopefully at least. Don't need Springfield playing an audio recording, or a gene sample being left behind.
>>3434530>>3434207We can just say that Alice is going to need to stay at Carol, or Egan's place for a bit. Then Alice can sleep soundly knowing that she isn't sleeping in a bed that needs a thorough cleaning, and deodorizing.
>>3434530There’s plenty of samples with the police chief though