Your known abilities are:
- reinforcing your muscle and bone tissue, making you several times stronger,faster and tougher
- growing weapons from your arms, limited to one on each arm in any combination:a hooked, double edged blade on your forearm, claws or a spike that springs out from your wrist underneath your palm
- hardening your skin into thick,segmented bone plate armor, and growing a membrane under your skin, that contains fluid that hardens on impact
- absorbing ingested organic material, that you can use to increase muscle and bone density(animal tissue is the most effective)
- the ability to call forth your host's memories, skills and knowledge
-altering your appearance, includin skin\hair\eye colour, facial features, height, build, and gender, though the more elaborate the change is, the more time and effort it takes.
-producing almost any kind of drug or poison in liquid form, including sedatives, that you can deliver either at high pressure from an opening that can be created anywhere on your body, or through the wristspike.

Archive is here: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=Bodysnatcher%20Quest

"Really? Am I really going to be fine?" The Doctor nods, and she blinks away the tears and smiles, hugging you."Well, if you are quite finished there, then might we get on with some actually important things?" Megan asks mockingly.
You break the hug, and stand up as the Doctor kneels beside her, opening up the first-aid kit. With the three gunmen failing miserably at being non-threatening in the background, Megan sits down in the chair in front of the computer and starts swirling around on it lazily.
"So, I guess you could say it all started when a young FBI agent, named Gabriel Jacobs, met a woman named Anne Grey in a small town in the middle of Buttfuck Nowhere, Arkansas, in 1993. She claimed to have been attacked by aliens masquerading as humans. When asked to present evidence to support her claim, she showed remarkable powers, transofrming her body into weapons, becoming stronger than human, and so on and so on. Sound familiar yet?"
(Cont.)

>>14994434
"So, when he took it to his bosses, and they took it to their bosses, and their bosses' bosses, the order that came was strangely enough to provide a comfortable living for her, while trying to pump as much information from her, all gentle-like. Now, this was pretty fucking strange, as no attempt was made to study her powers, I mean, none at all, while you'd think they'd get all slice happy, yeah? So, while all this is happening, they are prepping a military base on the other side of the country with an insane amount of quarantine measures, and... Shit.Shitshitshitshitshit."

While slowly spinning around, she notices something on the monitor, and turns back towards you, her face bloodless and pale, her hands visibly shaking. Your delight doesn't last long, as she calls out in a thin voice "Doc? It looks like the critter managed to put out a distress call, or beacon or something before it got smashed. It summoned every available strike time of theirs in a 100 mile radius." The Doctor looks up from treating Catherine, visibly shaken, managing only to say "Oh dear."
Wat do?

Bump for players.

rolled 10 = 10

Yay
Bodysnatcher quest!
I was wondering where you went.


---


First.
Let me get this straight.... we dont get powers from cyborgmen? Didnt we get an upgrade after fighting a cybirgdude the first day the went out?

>>14994619
Nope, you don't, and didn't. You are 100% biological, and they mostly use flesh as something to build on/replace.

I made a thread on wednesday, my cousin died and I had to leave. Stayed for the wake on thursday too.

rolled 4 = 4

>>14994666
:(

My condolonces.

---

Alriht, if fighting them gains us no upgrades, I dont see why we should.
Ask if they have escape plans, a vehicle perhaps?
We should get away from here

>>14994710
"We have to leave. NOW. You have an escape plan, a vehicle or tunnel or something, right?" you ask, looking at the doctor.
"Well, we have the van. Truth be told, we never expected on a scale like this, adn there is just so much vital equipment lying around."

He stands up, brushing his hand through his hair." Gentlemen," ha says, looking at the gunmen, "I will need you to start packing in accordance with the tertiary contingency plan. Megan, I will need you to pilot the suit. Mister Winters, you should get ready, there might be quite a bit of fighting soon and we will need your help to survive."

Crap, I'll be back in 10, need to settle something, bumpin' for players in the meanwhile.

rolled 4 = 4

Alright,
get into full battle suit.
Prepare supercorosive acid which can disentricate the metallic parts (experiment on the centipile if you have time)
Ask where they are coming from, where the first ones will strike.
Make a spike on your left hand and claws on your right. Have the excrude the acid we prepared (If not, then the wrist delivery system on the riht hand)
get ready to defend, focus on your superiour speed to get around and quickly defend someone when needed

>>14994935
Your body shifts and grows as you go into high gear, sprouting weaponry and armor, improving every fibre of your being to better suit your needs. You can see Catherine recoil at the sight and the soldiers going wary, always keeping an eye on you as the stuff odds and ends into duffel bags and backpacks, taking out the hardrives of the computers, stripping the room bare of anything important.

Catherine steps closer to you, and raises a tentative hand, lightly touching the hard, segmented bone covering your arm, keeping well away of the wicked talons on your right hand.

"How does this work? What can you do? Is it... painful? "

>so, what happened to the people in the last quest? did they not get the news of the schedule change, or is it just a bad time, or what?

>>14995065
"there is... some pain, but i've learned that i can shut it off, so to speak. how this works..." raise your arm a little "is hard to describe in words."

rolled 3 = 3

"It is not painful... but sligntly unnerving, as if you have something inside you that shouldn't be there. Subconsiously you want it gone even if it does you no harm"

[did the acid idea work? could our weapons be imbued by it?]

>>14995130
> naw, still a bit early. i've noticed most questthreads are most active about 5-7p.m. Pacific time

>>14995150
Roll one for the potency of it. And only the spike can be meaningfully enhanced with it, any other weapon just limits it's effect. Might be the most useful if deployed on it's own.

rolled 10 = 10

>>14995193

>Roll one for the potency of it.
Are you asking to roll a die? Okay, rolling d100

>>14995248
Yeah, sorry if I didn't make that clear.

>>14995150
>>14995140
"There's some pain, but I can shut it out. And well, it's hard to describe how it works. It's strange, it feels like someone else's body, you know?"

She looks at you with concern, almost saying something before the Doctor calls from the other room.
"Mister Winters, if you have the time, I believe this might interest you."

rolled 53 = 53

Yes, see what he is talking about, probably important

rolled 34 = 34

[Also, Brain, you should be more descriptive. I think, someone already told you that.
That acid tbing for example, sure we rolled low and got a shitty outcome but when you make no noticein the update whatsoever, it feels like the thing has been completely ignored. For example, I still have no idea if we insulated our brain against electric attacks even after suggesting to do it twice. The more descteiptive you are the more intresting the quest is and you get a better player retention"

>>14995389
>I know, I know, God I wish these things wouldn't need to be said every time, seriously need to concentrate on improving.

>>14995325
You step away from Cath, saying "We'll have plenty of time to talk about this later, okay?" and head to where the Doctor is. You can feel the gland inside you preparing the acid, secreting large amounts of it in preparation, though it would seem that it's nowhere near as effective at making non-sedative substances as you thought. The insulation is almost complete, it's effectiveness still questionable, as you step into the other room, greeted by more bare concrete walls and tables filled with instruments.
(cont.)

>>14995456
On the other side of the room though, is some strange contraption, looking like a huge steel coffin, large cables connected to a portable generator snaking out from it.

Sitting by a computer the Doctor greets you, then turns towards Megan, standing beside the device, nervously twirling her hair. "Let's get started, dear. time is of the essence." She only nods, clearly not thrilled by whatever is going to happen. She turns around and yanks her shirt off, revealing a set of some kind of implants running along her spine. She picks up a shirt of midnight blue fabric, with it's back cut out to allow acces to the implants.

As she's stepping to the machine, the Doctor types some commands, and it opens up, revealing a complicated mechanism, clearly an example of human and alien technology mixed together.

"A little something I brought with me when I cut me ties with the Wise. Only a prototype, but I've made my own tweaks." he says with a bright smile.

rolled 12 = 12

Yes?
What is it?

sweet image. do you have a high-res version for wall-paper?

>>14995537
Megan, after putting on the shirt and making sure that the implants weren't obstructed, steps into the machine, grabbing hold of handles folded in to conserve less space, and puts her wieght on them as they extend.

With a look of nervous anticipation, she looks at the Doctor. "Let's do this, Doc." He frowns at her expression, and says "We've done this already, dear, several times in fact. Nothing to worry about." "Yeah, yeah, I know. Let's just get it over with."

He starts issuing commands to the machine through a program clearly self-built, it's menu rather unintuitively built. Thin spikes extend out from behind the girl, her face turning into a mask of pain as they enter the implants.

"You see, this was supposed to be the end-all counter-measure against the aliens, an exosuit powerful enough to combat any creature they could throw at us! The program was scrapped, however, as the effectiveness was well below our expectations."

>>14995564
>left out the cont
>>14995569
Nope, sorry.

rolled 36 = 36

So why are you using it then?

Did you modify it using those metal centipides?

>>14995627
Something most resembling a skeletal structure attaches itself to Megan, and the contraption starts attaching layers upon layers of steel and machinery on it, completely covering her in a matter of seconds.

"I believe the new directive was to supply special agents with equipment to combat and track enemies, leaving the brunt of the fighting to the conventional forces.I'm sorry, with the armor concealing your face, I couldn't tell what you were thinking."

"Do you have any questions?

>>14995667
"Well, I believe I have managed to bypass some of the issues. You see, I have restored most of the original control interface, allowing the user to directly connect the suit to his or her brain! This, combined with the breakthrough I made in implementing modifications on the primary weapons systems made it a more optimal choice! Oh, yes, the control form of the type ones."

He looks deflated for a second. "That was supposed to provide me with large quantities of information regarding their power core system. I was hoping for something that would allow me to build one myself. "

rolled 63 = 63

You said that it was below expectations but that suit looks functional and seems like it could kick some major ass!
So what changed? Did you modify it with alien tech?

>>14995725
>it's supposed to be category-one
It's the collective name for the cyborg race, so no one's confused.

rolled 52 = 52

Disrsgard tbe previois post.

I guess that didnt work out then?

Anyway, no time to chat.
Megan, lets go! We need to defend the most likely approaches while Doc and Co get ready to move.

>>14995787
At this point, the process is complete, and instead of a short, muscular girl, a sleek, mettalic killing machine steps out, almost three meters tall, with what you assume are weapons attached to it's arms and shoulders.

"Hell yeah, it's time to kick some ass! I pity the fool who stands in my way." The surprisingly good Mr. T. impression comes out sounding heavily distorted through hidden speakers along the head.

"Oh, well, I actually intended you to carry the machine down to a second van, seeing as you are the most physically capable among us. I hope that isn't a problem."

The soldiers come out from the other room, bags hanging all over them. "We're ready to go, sir."
Catherine steps out from behind them, jumping bakc from the sight of the suit, only calmed down when she hears it speak "It's me Cath, Megan. Don't freak out on me, it's starting to grow boring."

rolled 52 = 52

Is he talking to us when saying to carry the machine to the van? what machine? the thing that megan is wearing? Cant she just walk there?

>>14995940
>Oh balls,I'm doing it again
Yes, he's looking at you. He means the machine that put the suit together, the coffin looking thing.

rolled 10 = 10

Oh
ok

Lets get on with it.
Take tje coffin and bring it to tbe van
the fastet we move the better

rolled 3 = 3

>>14995897
"My, you've grown. With you here, you probably don't even need me."

>>14996099
"No problem, I'll do it." You pick it up after the Doctor unattaches the cables, and start walking, guided by one of the soldiers. The machine is surprisingly light, less than 200 pounds after the suits components have been removed.

From what little you can see from behind the contraption, you are in a half-finished building, whole walls missing, the open parts covered by tarp.

They lead you down some stairs, ending in an underground garage, where the two vans wait. You lift it into one of them, and watch as Megan climbs into the other one, the soldiers piling in the equipment wherever there's room.

"Catherine, myself and Mister Winters should go with the second van, is that quite allright? Well, let's get going then, shell we?" the Doctor says.
(cont.)
>Christ, do I need to pace better.

>>14996190
>Retro-answered.
"What? Oh no, the suit is problematic in regards to heavy lifting, one users arm was crushed during the tests when attempting to map out the strength limits." the Doctor says.

"This is one of the reasons the project was discontinued, the presence of a normal human pilot severely limit's the physical capabilities, making it inferior to the aliens' combat forms in close combat. Mankind is rather squishy, as one of my colleagues used to say."

>>14996229
As both vans roll out, something in your programming sends warning signals to you, redirecting your attention to a slight, pulsing, buzzing sound in the air.

You start craning your neck, trying to find the source, and see two large forms silhouetted against the dawn sky. They grow rapidly, coming in your direction.
Wat do?

>>14996229
>>14996281
Bah, just noticed that my trip fell off.

>>14996333
Sound the warning. Aerial combat isn't our area of expertise, let's hope guns will do something.

>>14996368
"There, two crafts. What are those?"
The Doctor looks in the direction you point, and pushes a button on a CB-radio affixed to the dashboard. "Two dropships incoming, 10 O'clock. Megan, get ready to jump out."

"They will drop troops in, most likely trying to block our way. We'll need you to clear them out if we can't get through." he says while keeping his eyes on the road.

Catherine is frowning beside you, trying to make out the shapes, when suddenly her face goes blank, and her mouth opens, emitting a strange sound.

(Cont.)

D̡͚̣͙͙̯̿ͬ̔ͯͫͪ̈́̉ͨ̒̓͘͜r̢̳̰̞͎̭̗̙͕̱̣͙̣̝͖̹ͦ͑̒̊ͪ͊́́͘ͅőͫͮ͗
̴ͬ́҉̸̧͕̝̗̣̞̣̪̩̫̺̥pͦͫͮͨͦ͛̇ͣ҉̡̯̭̫̯͢͠͡s̨̙̳̜̖̞̜̾ͦ̄ͮ̒ͪ̄ͅ
͔͙̪̲̬h̡̜̜̤̰̞͍̲̻̭̱̙͎̞͚̘̜̝͈̆́̾͂͒̍͛ͩ̃͛͞͞i̭̪̮̥̦ͣͬͭ̌̕͟͟͞
̯̩̳pͮ̍̉͛̒ͣ̿ͪͣͪ͏̨̡̩̪͙̞̼͔͖̹͉̮͎̠̫̭̭͡ͅs̃̾͌ͬͩͪͤ͗͒ͦ͋̄ͨ͒̑̚
ͮͥ͘͏̯̙̟̼̻͓͓̻͓ͅͅ ̷̢̲̙̝̤͓̹ͭ̏͛͌͒ͣͫ́͟͟i̿̓̈́̒̓ͮ͂́̐́̈́̔ͭ̍͂́҉͔̹͙̼̬ͅňͣ͒ͥ̔ͨ̾̓
̴̦͓̬̪̫̖̲͚͗̅ͫͨ̒̔́͘͜͡b̶̋̀ͮͭ̎̔͒̾̊ͮ̏͂ͪ҉̸̩̺̣̻ͅo̩̱̝͎̰͒ͫ̐͜
̤̲̦͉̝̖ư̲͖̳͈̫̦̩̘͔͒ͦ̏̿ͮͦ̆ͤ͗ͬ̾͠ņ̫̖͈̪̮͇͍̗̼̖͉̼͋̂͋̈́ͧ͘͜͞
̪̯̮̦d̶̩͔̣̬ͩ͒ͮ̿̈͂ͩ̒ͯ̅̇̀ͬͮͫ̓̆ͫ̽́͢͡͝
̡̮̫̯̞̖̣͖̠̥̫͍̪̝̫̗̯͒̍̈́̈͊̎̾ͤ͝ͅK͇̘̜̮̞̲̼͈͙͖̄̉͆ͮ͛̌̎̃́ͩͭ́͡
̠̳̼̯̳̯̱͎͈ĩ̶̷̢̼̭͓͕͍̬̬͖͕͕̄̏̊͐͋͆̆̇̎͋ͮ̾̀l̰̦͉̙̠̐̓͛ͤ̐͂͢͠
̟̫̥̭̻̯̗̻l̡̨̛̛̞̥͚̟̫̙̳̱͑͛̾ͩ̃̏̽ͨ̈́̍͞ ̶̡̛͍̯̜̠͓͓̟̌̈́̉̉̑̀ͤ͂̎ô͍͔̝̬̅̌̔̿ͬ̍̀͘͘͝͞r͊͊̄̓̾̎̐͐̇͋͗́̾͂
̴̵̧̧̙̗̯͕͍ͮͬ͜ͅdͥ͒͂͋ͭ̓̐ͩ̾͒ͮͦͦ̿̓ͦ̌̚͏͓̹͕̖̜͕̼̳̤̜̬̖̠̣͙̰̗͜
͍e̵̘͕̰͈̗͇̻͋̂͆̃̂̂̏͌̉̏ͩ̐̇̋ͭ̐̀ŗ̤̪̝̘̪̻͍̜ͩ̂ͭ̅͆̔̔ͤͧ̾͒̀̕͜
̠̼͍͓͇̞̫̮ ̄̆̑͑̔ͩ͗̓̔ͧ̌̓͆͛̚͝͠͏̘͉̠͙̘̺ĭ̆̄̆͂̔̾ͯ͛ͯ̐ͪ͑̈̉̈̎̏͏̜̻͕̣̯͕͟
̭̘̼͔͓̰̦̪̟̯n̲͉̹̭͈͓̺̯̠̱̲̹̊͒̆̿̀̌͝͞ ͣ̽ͨ̍ͧ͌̔ͫ̉͗ͥ̂͝͏̺̲̘͎͔̦̫̙̖̫͓́́͞ͅp̷̶̨͔̙̖̰̬̊̎͆ͮ́͋̂ͭ͂͊ͯ̋͢
͍̪ļ̒̌̂̑̕͏̪͍̣̣͙̺͓͔͘̕a̢̧̜̺̣̝̺͕̦̣͈̰̼̝͍̜̩̝̻͒ͫͥͥ̀c͂͆̄̅̈́
̷̵̸̧̺̼̩̤̰̦̹̦̲̅̓̎ͩ͘ẻ̄̒͐̾ͦ̑ͣͬͪ͏̷̼̼͕̪̥͎̳̜͜

rolled 70 = 70

If anyone can descypher that, I'll be grateful

ask Doc what the fuck is up

>>14996580
>well, that didn't quite turn out right.

You know somehow that this is an outdated, audial version of the cyborg's communication. It seems to tax her vocal cords, as she starts coughing, a triclke of blood flowing from her mouth. She keels over, making wounded animal noises for a second, then vomiting messily into her own lap.

>>14996619
"Doc, what's happening to her?" you ask, before the van's movement causes you to lurch forward, hitting the back of the seat in front of you. Several crashing noises follow, and the doctor almost-shouts "Now's not the time Mister Winters."

As you realign yourself, you can see 4 figures about 40 meters ahead, climbing out from small craters, brushing pieces of road off themselves. They are similar to Megan's suit, though much more smoothed down, every part fitting perfectly together.

Wat do?

rolled 45 = 45

[Going to sleep, Brain, thanks for the game

dont you let this die! I will be looking forward to aechives]

Maybe she got infected after all?
can you connect to her and extract the virus without killing her?

>>14996706
It might be possible, but you would surely need some time, which you definetely lack at the moment.
>Just hoping that the change in schedule threw people off, I'll continue as long as the story keeps moving and people are interested. Will probably continue tonight.

I see
I guess this is go time

get on the roof of the van and when in range jump towards them and the hounds of war lose!
Also, remove the claws from right hamd and make a spike. We failed on the acid, but still imbue your spikes with it

>>14996778
>mfw I forgot to tell you guys to roll

>>14996634
Can we inject a sedative to stabilize her condition and maybe prevent her from continuing to transmit?

Before we head off, let him know we want him to take care of Catherine.

>>14996875
>>14996875
You quickly create a small, separated compartment for sedatives, injecting Cath with it. She shudders, and goes limp as it takes effect."Watch out for her, Doc. I'll be back soon, and there'll be hell if she isn't allright."

You slide the door open and jump out, rolling for a second before pushing yourself away from the ground with one hand, landing on your feet a few meters ahead, ready to leap at the cyborgs. They make a sound similar to Cath's.

>>14996922

Ư̸̼͚̖̥̘̲͓̓ͥͯ̉n̡̡̖̬̱̖̼̹͕̱͌̋ͥͧ͝i̴͖͇̪̦ͬͧ̈ͫt̠̓ͬ̅͛̈̿̒̌̀͢ ̵̙̩̫̼̤͂̓͡1̶͎̻̹ͩ̌͆̽̂̊͠3̸̘͙̼̲̖ͯ̆̿̾ͬ̚0̝̐ͧ̎ͣͯ͛̐̀͢0̑̏̊ͬͥ̓
̱͖̜͕̬̼͇͓8͇̮̬̃ͤͪ̍͊̋4̴̵̡̰̠̞͆̉͂̓͑̚ ̡̤̳̮̈͂ͯ̒́u̶̦͇̟̱̟͒̂ͤ̈͟͝ǹ̝̼͉̣̫͍̲̈́̔͆ͨ̆͋r̙̣̬̤͙̅̐̎̚e͋̅̏͊
̸͙̦̱̇ͣ̕s̹̲̮͎̲̯͖̤̯̓̈̃ͥͩ͒̋͢͝p̸̵̦̝͚̙͇̩̓̄̅̅͘ó̜̱̟͈̈n̉̀̈́͊
̡̢̰̼̻͇̦̝͕̼̘́ͪ́s̠̘̃͑̅ͣ͞i̢̺͖̟̓ͮͬ̋ͪ͌͒͟v̮̫̾̈́̇͒̚eͬ̈́̍̿̎ͬ͋̚
̵̢҉̼͍.͛͛̓̅͋͏͟͏͎̩͖̮̥̳
̷ͬͬ̿͂̚͝͏̰̥Ì̢͓̩̹̠n̛͈̘̤̦̞͉͔̬̗̑̏ͧ̚͡i̘̮̞͍͖ͤ̌͌́ͅtͭ̊͠͏̘̮͚
î̧͙̜̰͉͚͎ͪ̕a̸̝͔̼̭̙̮͗̄̎t̼͕͔̼̥͈͑ͤ̀͢ì͍̭̯̻͕̙̟̲̂̕n͚͎̱̗ͤ̑̈
̭̤g̝̦̱̹̰͙ͫͭ͑̿ ̗̟͓̺̈́̌̕ͅa̳̠̿̔̾͞ṭ̨̲͔̭̙̯̱͕ͧͨͨͮ̆ͧ͛͟ţ̂ͮͫ̓͒́ͯ̑҉͇̙ả̛̈̽͜
̮̣̰̗̹̳ç̞̤̫̠̥̹̹ͬ̿̌̈́͂̽ͭ͟k̡̓̿͛ͥ̅͊ͫͯ͢͏̠̻̣͙̰̹ ̣͓͈͇̜͓̱͇ͦ̊ͥ͊ͩ̕p̝̲̻̂ͬͣͩ̎ͩͦ̂͞͝͠r̙͇̦̠̝̪̝͔̈́̆̃͌ͭó͇̙͙̤͍ͣt
̸̴̥̦̠͇͉͎͓̓̆̿ͥͯ̔͛̆̊ͅo̔̔̄ͫ̌͊̔ͤ͏̗̲̩̝͓͉͞c̸̰̱͓͈͊̿ͪ̅͞ͅo͛̎҉
̛̹͉̦̹l̦̻̥̣͉̠̱̓̎ͮs̶͎̹͗ͦ͗͢.̢͔̭̖͔̜̫̰͎͇̾͒̍͑̌͛̉ͧ͞

>Gonna need some rolls for the actuall combat.
noko+dice+1d100 in the e-mail field

Bump for rolls/players

Bumping some more.

Bumping for a bit more before giving up.

rolled 55 = 55

rolling

>>14997268
Sorry mate, but I'm going to go to sleep now, tired as fuck. I'll ressurect the thread later, 14:00 or so board time.

rolled 78 = 78

aw
dang it

Bumping so I won't have to make a new thread tonight.

Okay, I'm here and ready to continue.
>>14997997
>>14997268
These two rolls are available for any battleplan that you want to use, and you need to roll more. Three highest decides.

Bump.

rolled 39 = 39

I am here tooo!

LETS DO IT!

rolled 99 = 99

They are going to attack us!

Extend your acid imbued spikes and use your super leg muscles to jump forward and impale them.
If you can, take a sample of their mechanical parts to make better acid in future.

>>15004439
>>14997997
>>14997268
You run, your legs propelling you forward with superhuman speed, and leap towards the rightmost of the aliens. It's as large as Megan in her suit, smoothed down grey steel from head to toe, with clawed hands and many-jointed legs. The rising sun is reflected from it's armor, colouring it orange and red, and you can see yourself in it, a white blur soaring through the air.

Your right palm grabs hold of what is analogous to a face, and you wrench it up, the spike running all the way down it's neck, pumping the interior full of acid.

Hearing the keening sound of the others' weapons charging, you let your momentum carry you forward, and bowl through the alien, kicking off of it mid-air.

(cont.)

rolled 1, 4 + 3 = 8

(waitan)

>>15004545
Landing behind the next one, your hands slam against the base of the neck and the small of it's back, the spikes pushing their way through it's internal mechanisms, the caustic liquid dripping out of the wound as you pull back.

Megan keeps herself busy, her suit's armaments focusing their fire on a single point on the creature furthest from you, blinding blue flashes of energy vaporizing it's spinal column.

The last one turns on you, small guns opening fire, a few glancing hits burning shallow craters the size of dimes into your left shoulder. However, it is incapable of hitting you accurately, your non-human musculature keeping you ahead of it's aim.

You grab a stop sign from the sidewalk, and fling it at the cyborg, sending it reeling, it's balance only regained when you are already upon it, the spikes crushing it's shoulders on the inside.

You hold it tight, and place your left hand calmly against it's chest, the deadly instrument sliding in between small articulations, dousing everything with the deadly chemical. In a second, you are rewarded by smoke drifting from it's seams, it's insistent tug turning into a seizure-like twitch.

(cont.)

rolled 3, 3 + 3 = 9

>>15004647
Oh, we should take one of the suits and put it into the van.
The doc will be happy, and we might be able to work on our acid more.

>>15004647
You let it fall to the ground, and look up at the sky, seeing the two dropships come ever closer.

Suddenly, Megan's suit-distorted voice fills the temporary quiet. "HK, RUN!"

You turn, a silent, slender form hovering in the air 50 meters behind you, completely silent.

Wat do?

>>15004674
>forgot to mention
It's about 20 meters long.

>>15004674
>silent, slender form
Supposed to be graceful, slender form. Christ.

rolled 83 = 83

>>15004674
>"HK, RUN!"
Fuck that noise.

Get on the roof of the nearest building. If HK doesn't follow you, then get into position and jump on its head.

rolled 5, 5 + 3 = 13

>>15004737
When on it head, skewer it with spikes and pump acid. Then use him as platform to jump on a dropship.

>>15004737
>>15004792
Ignoring the cries of warning, you vault on to the side of an apartment building, zzipping up it's side, You seem to have grown comfortable with your increased physical capabilities, resulting in your newfound prowess. As you reach the roof, you get a better look at this so called "HK".

It's a strange thing, a single curved body, fluid in apparance, with 10 pairs of insectile legs folded underneath it. Three pairs of rotatable extensions mark it's length, with convex plates glowing with a dim blue light on their underside, the air visibly distorted around them. Two large tentacles are on it's back, a host of smaller ones underneath it's head.
(cont.)

>>15004880
It raises the larger tentacles, and bright lances of energy come out of them, destroying everything in their path, barely missing you. In the area around their destruction the roof seems to have melted from the heat.

It moves closer, surprisingly fast, closing the distance between you to a mere 10 meters in the blink of an eye.
Wat do?

>>15004911
>Left out something. Again.
The lances extend to more than a 100 metres, and annihilate a floor on a slightly taller building behind the one you are standing on. Debris starts falling on the street, turning from a trickle to a hail as a gas line explodes.

>>15004911
So it's faster than we are? If that's the case, we pretty much have to fight it, so try to close the distance even more.

>>15004965
Not necessarily, it's merely faster than it looks. It seems to glide/float without any visible effort.

rolled 3, 4 + 3 = 10

>>15004911
>>15004934
>>15004880

Oh.
Damn.

this is out of our league. I thought it would be a bigger robot thing

Hmm, We need to get under it.
Remove your spikes and make claws on each hand.
Zig-zagging go under it, look for where plates connect and try to open its belly. Then get inside of it, and wreck the shit out of it.

>>15004981
Well, in that case, let's try running towards some cover and see if it can catch up to us.

Let's see some rolls then. 1d100, please.

>u

Stopped reading right there.

>>15005052
Just a typo, dude.

rolled 75 = 75

>>15005004

rolled 16 = 16

>>15005025
Okay

>>15005063
You leap off the building on the side opposite to the HK, running as soon as your feet hit the ground, heading for another underground garage, keeping as much cover between the two of you as possible. It follows at a constant speed, letting loose a blast every now and then, mostly shooting blind. The collateral damage is horrifying, the energy-lances ripping through homes with ease, fires spreading everywhere.

You duck inside the garage, watching the thing as it lazily floats around the building, trying to pinpoint your location with it's many eyes.
(cont.)

rolled 55 = 55

>>15004880
Well we're technically running, just straight up the side of a building.

Wow. Really this thing seems like a beast of a ranged combat system.
>>15004991
Close combat might provide a chance.
Rollan

>>15005148
A shrieking sound fills the air, followed by a number of explosions. From where you are standing, you can clearly see one of the dropships plummeting to the ground, it's hull broken in half. The HK turns away from you, still eerily silent, and starts ascending.

You hazard a glance, and see three fighter jets of unknown make, soaring through the skies, turning for another run.However, before they can reposition, one fo them explodes, hit by a lance.
Wat do?

>>15005148
A constant speed faster or slower than us? Is he gaining or losing ground?

I think we should try to lay an ambush right as he turns a corner or something. How much fluid can we spray out? Any chance we can cover it in some goop to blind it?

>>15005184
Slower. It was well behind you.

rolled 9 = 9

>>15005183
Great.

It is distracted.
get under it and do >>15004991

rolled 52 = 52

>>15005183
Attack the underside of that mother like
>>15004991
said

rolled 63 = 63

>>15005183
>>15005217
>>15005250
Not convinced of the wisdom of getting up close when it might get hit with a missile or something. Megan seemed to think it outclassed us and our top priority is getting out alive, so I vote we regroup with the Doctor and check up on Catherine.

>>15005250
>>15005217
>>15005152
Seeing this as an opportunity, you sneak out of the building, hiding behind debris from a neighbouring building to keep you out of sight. The jets are already down by the time you get into position, several more visible on the horizon.

You shift your arms, feeling the bones mould beneath your will, turning into your trusty blades. You kick off, using the rail of a balcony mid-way as a springboard, your blades ready to rip steel... When you hit something. The air in front of you distorts and takes on a pale blue colour, the breath pushed out of you as you collide with some kind of field! You fall down, flailing around before you hit the ground. Luckily, the HK either hasn't noticed it, or is just simply occupied with taking down the incoming aircraft.
Wat do?

rolled 53 = 53

>>15005275
I guess you are right.
It is not like we will gain anything out of this fight.

rolled 9 = 9

>>15005318
Hah

Shields?

Okay, lets go away and regroup.
Even if it is preoccupied, we could get caught by the fire from Jets

>>15005318
Oh shit, energy shields... um, TACTICAL RETREAT!
Hopefully all of this mess has bought time for the vans to escape.

rolled 51 = 51

>>15005344
here forgot to roll

>>15005335
>>15005344
Where do you want to go? You know the general direction the vans left in, but not the location of the safehouse they are heading for.

rolled 85 = 85

>>15005321
>>15005335
>>15005344

On the way back, see if you can pick up one of the robosuits you put down.

rolled 10 = 10

>>15005354
Ah...

go to general direction then.

Over the rooftops using our crazy speed.

If we don't spot the vans... well, lets just go home and eat the rest of our chickens

>>15005358
Just to confirm, anyone supporting this? Because it's the highest roll.

>>15005472
My trip fell off.

>>15005472
Might as well. Any chance that the bad guys would be able to track it despite having it's internals burnt out?

>>15005496
You don't really know. But I'd like to point out that it's already morning, and there will be people about. Plan accordingly.

Babump.

>>15005654
Think the players are waiting for you man.

>>15005694
Oh, sorry, just thought there'd be more opinions on whether to haul a cyborg or not.

Shuffle through our hosts memory. Try to determine where we are and what the distance is to our home or car.

If we take a body, we can just go through rooftops to avoid detection

Actually
forget the bodies
they might have tracking devices in them

>>15005720
One of the first things you did was memorise the city map. You are about 2 kilometers to the west from the garage you parked the car in, and about 20 from your house.

>>15005743
Not very far then.

Hmm to take the body or not?
fuck it, lets just get home, we dont get anything useful out of cyrborg dudes.
get the car

When you get home eat shitload of meat to get denser muscles. Also improve your corrosive acid, the interaction with cyborgs must have given enough data to make better acid

>>15005876
>going with this one then to get things going again

Deciding that this isn't a battle that you can win, you flee, racing across the rooftops of the city until you feel somewhat safe. The battle still rages on as you reabsorb your armor and weapons, the explosions shaking the ground underneath, pillars of smoke darkening the skies. You climb down a fire escape, and make your way to the garage, paying a hefty fee for the overnight parking.

You drive at a leisurely pace, trying to stay under the radar of anyone watching. You check your phone, noticing that there is no reception, no matter where you are.
(Cont.)

>>15005977
You are relieved when you arrive at Jack's house, and park quickly, in a hurry to eat the rest of the chicken you bought.

After consuming all of the food in the house, you lay down without bothering to change out of your dirty clothes, properly resting after an exhausting night. You fall asleep quickly, awakened by someone banging on your door. "Open up already, it's me, Megan."It seems you have slept through most of the day, the sun is hanging low on the horizon.
Wat do?

So
Did we get denser muscles?

Let her in.
If she asks why we didna get back to then, tell her that you went to distract the HK and then you lost the sight of them.

Also, work on imroving the acid

>>15006046
Hurry up and get to the door.

>>15005977
They've either begun widespread jamming or all of the towers have been taken out. Or both.
Are the land lines still functional? Electricity and all that? This could end up becoming the focal point for the wider conflict now and we just slept through a few hours of it.
I half expected the Government to authorize nuclear deployment.

oh right
turn tv on

A quick smoke break and I'll be back people

>>15006108
Most of what you ate went into replenishing your strength, you used up quite a lot of energy morphing all night
>>15006110
Everything seems to work perfectly right now, including your cellphone.

>>15006108
And roll if you want to improve the acid.

>>15006219
I see
then we need to get more meat.

next time we should go to another supermarket

rolled 74 = 74

>>15006225
I hope I dont fail this time

>>15006110
>>15006108
You grumble and walk to the door, opening it to find an infuriated Megan. "Finally. What the hell were you thinking, trying to take that monster of a thing on?" she says as she storms into the house.

"We needed to distract it somehow. I figured I had the best chance of making it out alive. It worked, didn't it?" you say, picking up the remote from the sofa. "Oh sure, thanks to the fucking cavalry arriving."

You turn on the TV, a news program running on the first channel."... and the military has refused further comment. Back to you John." the reporter says, standing in front of a barricade manned by soldiers akin to the ones you met at the crashsite of the VTOL.
(cont.)

You turn on

rolled 79 = 79

>You turn on
!
Does the news make Jack hot?

rolled 66 = 66

>"Oh sure, thanks to the fucking
cavalry arriving."

" So what?
I could outrun it quite easily, in fact that is what I did. Aieforce was just a bonus "

>>15006256
It seems like some rest allowed the gland to refine the synthesis process, resulting in a much more potent acid. It should be capable of causing decent damage to cyborgs, even if it isn't directly injected into them.

>>15006298
"Thank you, Cynthia. So, for viewers who are only just joining in, so far it seems that the disruption of communication networks was a result of the terrorist attack. The military has designated a large portion of the city a no-fly zone, most likely as an attempt to prevent any news from the quarantined areas from reaching outside."

"Hah, terrorist attack my ass. They scrambled everything so none would upload a video of an alien creature on Youtube."

>>15006348
> yeah,yeah, I know

>>15006400
>none=no one

rolled 81 = 81

Ask her if they had any more trouble getting away
ask her how Cath is doing and whay had happened to her
ask her if she is alright

THEN ASK HER TO CONTINUE HER STORY or we are not cooperating anymore

then ask her what they intend to do next

>>15006400
"I1ll tell you everything you need to know later, we should get going, Cath's in a bad way right now. Pack some spare clothes, and anything you might need." She wrinkles her nose in disgust." And take a fucking shower, will ya?"
Anything you want to do, /tg/?

rolled 2 = 2

Hey
spare me some slack, I spent entire day fighting one thing after another and when I wanted to get home some jockers electrocuted me!
I barely had energy left to crawl to my bed when I finally got here!


Take shower
change clothes

go with megan

>>15006489
Ask all of this once we're on the road. Take a quick shower before we head out.

>>15006489
"With the war of the worlds behind us? Fuck no, we got through easy. Cath though, she's pretty messed up. The Doc is working on figuring out what's wrong with her, but it's going to take some time." She looks genuinely worried about Catherine.

"What, me? I'm great, those fucks didn't even care I was there, everyone was busy shooting at you." She smiles wickedly.

"The rest? I'll tell you the rest when we have the fucking time. Jesus, Jack, priorities."

rolled 38 = 38

>>15006581
Yeah, you have it easy, miss know-it-all, you aren't fumbling in the dark like a blind turtle on its back.
Of course I would want to know what the fuck is going on

...

As for Cath... I think some of that sentepide managed to infect her, she sounded like those robot suits

>>15006577
>>15006576
Refreshed after a shower, you change into something durable and comfortable, and join Meg in her car.

>>15006581 >happens during the drive

She drives you to the very edge of the city, to a run-down tenement, a blocky, undecorated building, walls a dirty, washed out white inching closer to grey by the day. She goes around the back and knocks on a hatch to an undeground workshop.
"Come on, it's me. Jack's with me."

The door swings open, one of the soldiers standing there with an assaukt rifke in hand, eyeing you suspiciously. "What, you gonna let us in or are we supposed to stand out here all day long?"she asks.

He waves you in, and you enter a surprisingly large space, filled up with the equipment they brought with them. The place smells bad, though, water-damaged walls giving off a horrible, mouldy stench.
(cont.)

>>15006656
Cath is lying on a table in the middle of the room, hooked up to what looks like an EEG and sonographic scanner. The doctor stands beside her, looking rather uncharacteristically grim. He looks up at you, and says" Ah, Mister Winters, I have bad news, I'm afraid."

He sits down on an old armchair standing in one of the corners. "The controll form seems to have suffered massive damage to it's programming when Megan captured it. It seems to have injected Catherine with a substance that usually helps with the transformation process. On it's own, however, it's effects are... unpredictable."

>>15006728
>Anything you want to ask\say?

rolled 67 = 67

We could extend tentacles into our still alive enemies to consume them, right?
Can we do the same thing but to stabilize her?
hey, maybe we could make her like us but with her mind stable and her own

Dont think there is anything more to ask

rolled 91 = 91

>>15006733
what can i do to help?


>sincere orameene
yes captcha we are very sincere about helping her

>>15006798
second

>>15006798
>>15006772
"I think I can use my abilities to fight whatever is transforming her. I can try, at least."

He looks at you with some spark of his usual personality reignited."The bodysnatcher do have an incredible talent at manipulating bodies on a cellular level. It might be an acceptable solution. Do be careful, she is in a very fragile state."

You nod, and step closer, only to be pulled back by Megan. She holds your shoulder in a grip that would be painful if it weren't for your body's enhanced state. "If you hurt her Winters, I swear to God, you will fucking burn." Her face is a mask of repressed fury, though her words are spoken much softer than normal.

>Sorry for the delay, /tg/ wouldn't let me post properly, anyone having similar problems?

rolled 38 = 38

>>15006921
"You are koking, right?
How many times did I tell you to let her go or at least get her to other room? Now you are going to pretend that this is somehow not your fault?!" gesture around to everyone in the room "You better shut up and let me concentrate"

rolled 62 = 62

>>15006980
It happens

You grab her by the arm, and pull her close, your faces almost touching."You're warning me? Who was the one who abducted her, and cuffed her to a pipe in a room with a malfunctioning alien robot? You, that's who. While you were playing interrogation, I was trying to get her to safety. So back the fuck off, and let me help her." you snarl, shoving her away. She looks at you with a fierce expression... and then bursts into laughter, the gunmen smirking behind her.

"Oh come on Jackie, you didn't honestly belive I gave a shit about your little girlfriend, now did you?" she says, looking at your confused expression. "I was just testing you. Wouldn't want some alien badguy to get some ideas and start reproducing, now would we."

rolled 18 = 18

(Heh and I was trying to reinforce our cover, seems it worked well enough)

"just ... shut up"

>>15007177
"Fuck you, Meg. Just, just shut up." She seems to atleast leave you alone while you do this, though you can hear some snickering for a few more seconds.

As you step closer to her, Catherine seems to regain consciousness. She grabs your hand, gripping it tightly. "Jack, what's happening to me?" Her voice is hoarse, her vocal cords not fit for the language of th cyborgs. You squeeze her hand reassuringly. "I'm here Cath. Everything's going to be okay.Just relax."

You shape your left thumb into a bone needle, as fine as possible to avoid any damage, and stab it into her thigh. Tiny tendrils extend from it, slowly seeking out the infection.

>roll one for helping her, another if you want to infect/improve her, so two rolls if you want both

rolled 6 = 6

Now get on with it and see if you can diagnose her.
be careful. We want to save her but let her become a hybrid in process.

also, turn on your subdermal armor, so that no one knows better, I dont trust anyone

rolled 62, 19 = 81

>>15007308
Okay
rollan for helping and improving (But only as cyborg/human hybrid not bodysnatcher/human)

be very careful though

rolled 35 = 35

>>15007319
Wait, what? I'm not sure that's a good idea.
But agree on the subdermal armor, we should start running around with that always on.

rolled 32, 67 = 99

Yeah and before going to work on anything do this >>15007319
That suggestion was intended for previous update anyway.

We need to be careful and take it slow, first indentifying the problem and then seeying the risks

>>15007354
>>15007341
>>15007368

You start slow, trying to find the infection and identify it first. You find it soon. It feels like ice, coursing through her veins. It's already finished with parts of the spine and brain, extending itself into her heart. As you try to define what it is, Cath looks at you, her face pale and drawn in the fluerescent light. She closes her eyes and tires to relax, only to convulse and suddenly open them again, their whites turned black, the iris a glowing deep blue.

>>15007504

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Wat do, /tg/? Force the issue, retrieve the tendrils, what?

rolled 11 = 11

>>15007504
What happen?
Rolling for stabilization!!

(the roll for helping her was high enough, right? We should have failed to improve her only)

rolled 9 = 9

>>15007517
Oh.
Okay

abort trying to improve her

go back to helping her to fight off the infectation and restoring her

rolled 18, 63 = 81

>>15007517
fuck that ice machine stuff in her burn it out and giver her bigger tits and smarter XD

rolled 22 = 22

Remove the parasite!

rolled 95 = 95

>>15007646
That would be funny if it works .... so I approve

rolled 60 = 60

Also
ask doc for help

>mfw lowest rolls I've seen in a quest yet

rolled 99 = 99

>>15007517
Force the issue I guess, also yell that they're going to need to restrain her ASAP because she might be about to go on a killing spree.

>>15007646
>>15007661
Just making sure I understand correctly, you want to remove the cyborg infection, and improve her with the bodysnatcher one?

>>15007693

Sure
if that saves her

>>15007763
Actually, that would introduce a risk of leaving her permanently brain damaged. So if it fails, and you replace what remains with bodysnatcher tissue, best case scenario she'll be like you. Worst case, she'll be a ravenous beast.

>>15007785
Then remove the cyborg parts and fix human parts

>>15007661
>>15007646
>>15007671
>>15007689

"Need some help here!" The gunmen rush over, restraining her limbs, as you try to root out the infection. It's very deeply entrenched, though, and to avoid permanently damaging Cath, you flood her system with bodysnatcher cells, reinforcing the non-transformed tissue.

The Doctor moves in close, grabbing a small box from one of the piles of equipment. "We need toend this now. I'm sorry Mr. Winters." he says, opening the box. Inside, there are several syringes. He pulls out one, takes the cap off, only to hesitate when you say"I can still fix this Doc, just give me a second."

You push yourself to the limit, taking complete control of her body.
(cont.)

rolled 66 = 66

>>15008005
You fight the infection tooth and nail, driving it back, wrenching control from it. All the while, Cath looks at you with unflinching eyes, completely silent since. Finally, you manage to stabilise her, and she closes her eyes, her muscles relaxing. She's asleep.

You have failed to eradicate the infection, and strangely enough, needed to inject her with bodysnatcher tissue to keep her human. The side effects will be unpredictable.

>rollin

rolled 56 = 56

>>15008088

rolled 15 + 24 = 39

>>15008088
>rollan some more

>>15008150
>>15008088

You stumble, the procedure draining you at least as much as last night. You find a chair to collapse into, as the Doctor analyses the accumulated data, clearly fascinated by it. He turns toward you, looking weary, older than his age.

"Well, there is some good news, and some bad news. The good nes is, you managed to stall the infection. The bad news is, her body will tear itself apart under the stress of the two strains and her immune system struggling against each other. At the most, she'll survive for two more days. She is also in a coma-like state."

Well shit we're gonna lose our waifu.

>>15008207
>bah, I'm slipping again
Anything you want to say?

>>15008207
oh, well, thats bad, very bad, we may want to try again once we have regained our strength

rolled 94 = 94

>>15008207
Shit man

but that means we have time to recover and try ot again, right?

>>15008207
If we could take in enough raw material we could try again. Maybe it would be enough to stabilize her longer? Ask the Doc if he knows anything we could eat so we'd have plenty to burn. Protein shakes?
Until we're recovered lets see if there's anything they need our help with.

>>15008236
>>15008227
You bury your face in your hands."Oh God. I, I can fix this. I'll try again."

He looks at you with pity."I'm afraid that's not possible. As she is right now, your cells are the ones keeping the organs alive, while the infection is spread through the neural pathways. Any change in balance might result in her body shutting down."

>>15008293
"To explain, both strains are in a state of heightened alert. Any interruption might be viewed as hostile, resulting in their mutualy assured destruction. A Cold War situation, if you will."

rolled 61 = 61

>>15008293
If she is going to die anyway, we have nothing to lose.

But, first we eat a ton of meat, rest up and wait till till the last moment and try again.
Nothing to lose here.

>>15008323
"i need sixty pounds of raw chicken and 4 gallons of water to wash it down, don't ask why. AND STOP LOOKING AT ME LIKE THAT, DO AS I SAY!"

>>15008376
Does it have to be chicken? I mean there are other foods out there.

>>15008413
Turkeyisfinetoo.jpg

>>15008323
"Let's not be hasty. There might be another way. If we could simultaneously take control of both strains, we should be able to save her life. This would require very sophisticated equiptment, of course. Fortunately, there is a location, 90 miles southeast from here.There is a problem, though."

Megan's expression twists, revealing her displeasure."You can't be serious, Doc. You want us to just waltz in there?" "It doesn't seem like we have much choice, now do we? With Mister Winters' help, we have a fair chance at succeeding."

You look at them with confusion."Could someone tell me what the hell you people are talking about?"

He looks at you, seemingly adamant about this course of action."We would like you to infiltrate Fort Heilen, a heavily guarded research lab of the Wise. Are you willing to do this?"

rolled 73 = 73

And how am I to do that?

rolled 65 = 65

Alright man,
I am going to sleep,
thanks for the quest

>>15008583
>We're almost done for this part, I'll be back on monday.

>>15008526
"Well, we'll support you, of course. You're shifting and combat abilities, coupled with our technological and covert operations expertise should get you into the base. From there on, it's mostly a matter of speed."

>>15008614
"And what do I do once inside?"

Wait, first things first. We need a more effecient method of bulking up fast than consuming fucktons of meats. I'm not a Vegan or anything but really, we need something that's a bit more portable and discreet.

>anyone else has some questions or somesuch? If not, I'll wrap this up.

>>15008482
"Infiltrating a heavily guarded lab by myself is one thing, doing it with a posse including my comatose girlfriend is another. Do you have a plan in mind?"

>>15008687
"Sadly, the specific details of base security are unknown to us. But there is one trusted agent of the Wise supervising every base of this caliber. If you can obtain his ID and appearance, we should be able to simply walk into the base. Even if anything goes wrong, you should be more than capable of taking care of it. I can say this with certianty after witnessing your skills in combat."

"All right. I'll do it. For her. I'm going to need 60 pounds of raw chicken, and 4 gallons of water. Turkey is fine too. Any poultry, really. What? WHAT?"

>>15008735
"How kind of you to risk life and limb for Catherine's sake!"
Try to say it humorously so we're not insulting him but he gets the point that we're curious why he's taking such a large risk for us.
Also, point out it might be prudent to obtain his ID and appearance beforehand.

>>15008778
Aaaand, this is where we end this for now, I'll be back on monday, same bat-time, same bat-channel.
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>>15008806
>sorry, mate, I'll answer it next time, I've got to run now.
Any criticism and input is welcome as always.