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>>41792878
Everything aches. You try and adjust yourself in the seat of your van to make yourself more comfortable but your shoulder wound flares up instead. You breathe in sharply, then look beneath your uniform to examine the bandages. Running around in a heavy hazmat suit all day has yellowed them around the edges and oxidated blood has left a rusty stain in the shape of a bats jaw. Gross.

You close your clothes back up and have a handful of peanuts and a sip from the tallboy you bought. It's no American microbrew but the cold bready taste helps sooth you as the van drives back towards GEC HQ with its precious cargo in tow.

Your cargo incidentally, has been well behaved. The armored sewer lizard hasn't so much as stirred in its bed of frozen meat and your tranked muta-rats have been similarly docile. You suppose there might have been a problem if you had done this earlier in the day but by the time you were out of the Polymium factory the day had already progressed into a refreshingly cool evening. You can't wait to get back to your apartment after all this and have a hot meal before you inevitably pass out.

STR/STA [5/11]- You feel a little faint.
Nerves [7/11]- You feel like you've got a grip on things again, even if the whole world isn't under your control.

Now's the time to think about how you're going to explain what happened today to Devlinson. How much detail should you leave in your debrief report?

>You took down the wasps on your own, the muta-rats, the superglue slime mold and giant sewer lizard with plastic scales are aberrations you found living in the factory with no known origins.
>You found a lab underneath the factory and used the specimens there to help you take out the wasps before capturing or killing them all.
>Mention that you recovered the lab files.
>Mention that you were betrayed and mugged for those files by a English accented janitor.
>Mention that you got a back-up on the files on your personal cloud.
>write-in

>>41792927
>You took down the wasps on your own, the muta-rats, the superglue slime mold and giant sewer lizard with plastic scales are aberrations you found living in the factory with no known origins.
>Mention that you got a back-up on the files on your personal cloud.

>>41793274
Those two options can't be stacked. The files specifically relate to the operations of the laboratory (thus "lab files") and would contradict your story.

>>41793319
Oh shit, my bad.

>You found a lab underneath the factory and used the specimens there to help you take out the wasps before capturing or killing them all.
>Mention that you recovered the lab files.

Best not to mention anything else.

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>>41793373
Your van drops you at the elevators up into the main GEC offices before pulling towards the unloading dock for specimens, where you can clearly see a team already assembled to take in your prizes. It's tempting to stick around to see their faces when they open the doors to find a massive slumbering sewer lizard but you have places to be and people to see.

Inside the elevator, you note that you feel surprisingly light and springy. Maybe it's all the exercise you got today running around in a heavy haz-mat suit or maybe it's just left over adrenaline. You can't really tell.

Arriving at the top, you make a beeline towards Devlinson's office and prepare to debrief. You're surprised to find him in the chamber just outside of it, arguing with two different parties of suited-up men, shouting at each other. One of the parties speaks with a russian accent but aside from that they are nearly impossible to tell apart, being universally muscular and clean-shaven thug types you recognize as the usual type that rich marks like to hired back when you were a fraud.

Most of the conversation seems to be a euphemistically cloaked discussion of “missing assets” that both parties believe are rightfully theirs and currently in possession of your boss who, for his part, looks extremely sweaty and uncomfortable.

>try and covertly signal him that you'd like to go into the office and debrief
>walk off and let them settle this on their own
>try and butt in, tell these thugs off
>set off your screecher box
>write-in

>>41793715
>Listen in for a minute, trying figure out the details of these "missing assets"
>try and covertly signal him that you'd like to go into the office and debrief

>>41793715
>try and covertly signal him that you'd like to go into the office and debrief
if he doesn't get it
>>set off your screecher box

>>41793715
>try and covertly signal him that you'd like to go into the office and debrief

Watch this backfire horribly.

>>41793813
>>41793785
>>41793771

You listen for a moment, trying to make sense of the discussion but it's entirely in CorpSpeak, and everyone keeps rambling on about the "disynergy", "quarterly losses", and how things need to "wrap up" before "actionable damages" are incurred.

What nonsense.

You try to get Devlinson's attention by coughing loudly but the decible level of your cough accidentally draws the attention of the entire group, which goes silent and turns to you. A member of the russian delegation hands you a kerchief from his pocket, nodding sympathetically.

Eventually, Devlinson catches on that this is his moment of opportunity and quickly assures both parties that their concerns will be addressed just as soon as he finishes with an employee (you).

He ushers you quickly into his disaster of an office and reclines in his chair before immediately striking up a cig and sighing with relief.

"You wouldn't believe those bastards, they're all up in a rut because they think you went to some kind of secret facility today."

The look on his face when you tell him you did is priceless.

It's even better when he hears about the files.

"I've got to run this up the chain of command, Esperanza. they'll probably contact you later today with a safe drop point for the files."

"Don't forget my specimen bonuses-"

"Oh, I won't!" he says, hands shaking. "And I'm liable to lobby for your immediate promotion too. You've done good work today. Now go home and get some rest. You look like trash."

You nod in agreement and back out of the office. Both corporate parties have retreated to opposite sides of the room. They seem thoroughly absorbed in their personal discussions.

>talk to the native english speakers
>talk to the russians
>get out of here, you're going to take a nap

>>41794081
>>get out of here, you're going to take a nap

>>41794081
>>talk to the Russians

At least they're used to the smell!

>>41794081
>get out of here, you're going to take a nap

>>41794136
You amble over to the Russian delegation and introduce yourself.

The lead Russian, who handed you the kerchief before, looks you over with pity in his eyes. He speaks ponderously.

"Tiny criminal Americun, I appreciate your desires for socialisaytion. Unfortoonately, we are heving a very bad day and hev lost sumthing very important. Do not bother us again."

And with that, he waves you off. Damn condescending Ruskies!

After that, you opt to get out of the offices and back to your van. It's time to go home.

How do you want to drive?

>Manual - Drive around your neighborhood, maybe pick up some groceries or amenities for your apartment
>Automatic - Get driven straight home, more time to unwind and rest.

>>41794267
>Automatic - Get driven straight home, more time to unwind and rest.

>>41794306

Better go automatic, you think, plugging in the order to go home.

The van moves a great deal faster, unburdened of several hundred pounds of mutarats, sewer lizard, and frozen meat, though a certain odor does linger..

You're home before you know it. You take the elevator up and, as you open the door to your apartment, you make the stray observation that the packages that were outside your neighbor's door this morning have all vanished and there is a large amount of clanking coming from inside his apartment.

Maybe you should say hello?

>knock on his door
>go inside, eat dinner, sleep
>go inside, eat dinner, watch TV, sleep
>write-in

>knock on his door

>>41794460

>knock on his door

>>41794535
>>41794554

You rap gently upon his apartment door and the noise stops. Then a wheezy voice starts up in a chinese dialect you can barely understand.

<Eh? Who is making noise at my portal?>

Uh...

>"I'm your neighbor, I'd just like you to keep it down in there."
>"I'm your neighbor, I'd like to come inside and meet you."
>"I'm a ScythCorp officer! Open up!
>write-in

>>41794620
>"I didn't know I could understand Chinese!"

But seriously:
>"I'm your neighbor, I'd like to come inside and meet you."

>>41794620
>>"I'm your neighbor, I'd like to come inside and meet you."

>>41794758
>>41794662

>writing

Sorry for the slow updates on this one, guys. They should speed up as the night goes on.

>>41794796
Nah, it's cool dude. I hope we get some more people soon.

>>41794796

"I'm your neighbor, in 32B. I'd like to come in and meet you."

Is what you hope to say in your incredibly broken Mandarin.

<Apologies, Wu Shen is in the middle right now with duties of the person.>

With that, the clanking resumes. You figure you might have a better chance of talking to him later, after you review your phrase book.

Stepping into your own apartment at last, you're a bit saddened by how dilapidated it is. You have a bed, a tv, a simple kitchen, and a minimalist bathroom, but very little otherwise in the way of amenities. No artwork or anything.

A pile of fungicides and insecticides sit on your nightstand, left over from a few days ago.

Pick an order of events:

>eat dinner
>change bandages/examine wound
>watch TV
>go to sleep

>>41794892
>change bandages/examine wound

>>41793373
At least you picked best option.

>>41794892
>>41794892
>>change bandages/examine wound
>>eat dinner
>watch TV
>go to sleep

TV dinner.

>>41794926
He didn't say 'pick one', he said pick order.

Though it would be hard to do 'go to sleep' anywhere but last.

>>41794964
Thanks for pointing that out

>>41794926
Changing this to
>>41794926

>>41795001
I keep fucking everything up.

>>change bandages/examine wound
>>eat dinner
>watch TV
>go to sleep

>>41794892
>>change bandages/examine wound
>>eat dinner
>watch TV
>go to sleep

>>41794892
>>41795041
Seems good

>>41794926
>>41794964
>>41795015

You make your way into the bathroom to change your bandages. Undoing the lousy job you did of securing them in the first place, you find that your wound is nonetheless recovering nicely. There is some easily cleaned up pus but any swelling that was bothering you earlier in the day has gone down. What's left of the incisions should close up soon.

On the downside, you notice a large black bruise has spread across your lower back, probably the result of being tossed around like a toy by lizardbro. It's not serious but it is painful.

You wrap the wound back up and head for your fridge, retrieving a box of Nestle's Vitapockets from the freezer. A winking cartoon tiger on the cover of the box informs you that Vitapockets are everything a growing young American needs and are now available in ranch flavor!

You empty the frozen nuggets out onto a plate and stick it in your microwave for five minutes, watching the plate spin round and round. Occasionally you can hear Wu Shen let loose next door with an obscure Chinese peasant curse.

When the food is done, you settle in to watch TV. Almost all the channels in Hong Kong are in your native tongue now, so you have options.

What do you want to watch?

>cartoons
>the news
>the financial news
>the animal channel
>try and find a sports event

>>41795119
>>the financial news
Officer Carrot probably hasn't gotten the missing kid story into regular news yet.

Let's see what damage is going down in the shadow corp war.

>>41795119
>the financial news
and assuming there's nothing interesting
>the animal channel

Also, Ranch Cereal? Fucking disgusting, but I wouldn't put it past the populace to concoct something like that.

>>41795119
>>the news
>>the financial news

>>41795199
>>41795169
>>41795220

>finance channel
>regular news
>then maybe some cute puppies

Writing.

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>>41795262
The TV turns on soundlessly, bathing your tired mind in color and sound. You can feel the worries of your day slipping away from you until you finally take back the reins and decide to watch something serious. You've got to know what the world out there is like if you want to get back into it after two years in jail and months of GEC training.

You flip on Bloomberg to try and get a picture of what the markets look like.

“-Scythcorp is posting its 4th quarter earnings today and they are well above expectations. I think we could see some expansion in their future, Janet.”
“I'm not so sure, Steve. They're still coasting on last years arrest numbers, which have been way down this year. If you don't believe me, you should see the recent expansion numbers for MaxSec constructions..”
“Moving on, GEC stock continues to grow as the public becomes more and more aware of the need for sanitized living in this day and age. Do you think this pace is likely to continue?”
“I see no reason for it to stop, Steve. Unless something terrible were to happen to GECs reputation, the public has virtually no one else to turn to to supply their services...”
“In other news, both Russian and American markets are down overall today...”

You move on to the actual news.

“-reports of individuals cocooned within their apartments. HKL has thus far been unable to confirm.”
“Thanks Violet. Now to Wen Fa, with the weather.”

“Thanks Bob. It looks like we're going to have some rainy days ahead of us, only relenting when we hit the weekend.”

Boring. You flip on the animal channel but they're building treehouses and there don't seem to be any animals anywhere.

You shut the TV off and wander over to your bed. You're barely under the sheets before you lose consciousness.

>>41795572
>Traits Gained:
>Practiced shot- +1 with Trank Gun
>Animal Handler (1/3)
>Pyromaniac +1- You gain +1 to rolls involving flamethrowers
>Con-Man (replaces recovering con-man) - +2 to persuasion or deception
>Healthier Lungs (1/3)
>Aching Back
>Basic First Aid – You are getting better at patching yourself up

>>41795596
In the morning, you feel the full extent of the bruises in your back but you are otherwise refreshed.

>[STR/STA]- 11/11
>[Nerves]- 12/12
>[Health]- 9/9

How would you like to go to work?

>Automatic- drive fast, pick up your usual breakfast
>Manual- See the sights, earn some more experience driving yourself around, go wherever you feel like for food.

>>41795639
>Manual- See the sights, earn some more experience driving yourself around, go wherever you feel like for food.

Maybe get some real food for once?

>>41795639
>>Manual- See the sights, earn some more experience driving yourself around, go wherever you feel like for food.
We've earned it.

Along with a promotion finally.

>>41795596
>>Healthier Lungs (1/3)
But what is that leading up to?

Oh right the quitting smoking.

>>Aching Back
Well this is self explanatory at least.

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>>41795742
>>41795671

It's finally time for you to take the wheel. You drive yourself through the Hong Kong streets, cruising for a delicious morning meal. The natives are lined up everywhere around some local Dim Sum carts but you manage to spot a replica North American diner. You probably have enough time, right?

>eat at the diner
>eat from the dim sum cart
>eh, forget breakfast

>>41795806
>>eat from the dim sum cart
Sorry America.

>>41795806
>>eat from the dim sum cart

>>41795806
>>eat from the dim sum cart

Is this good eats?

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>>41795846
>>41795825
You've got to get to work on time and employment trumps patriotic duty. You pull over and get out of your van near a Dim Sum cart.

When you said the locals were "lined up" you were probably being a little generous with your language. The reality is more like a jostling mob, struggling to get through to the vendor, who is filling up styrofoam cartons as quickly as he can and handing them out in exchange for cash.

After some struggle, you manage to get through and get a meal. Opening the carton you find it full of tiny, mystery-meat filled dumplings that nonetheless smell terrific. You chow down.

>[STR/STA]- 12/12, 8 hours
>[Health]- 10/10, 8 hours

>Lost $3

You still have some time...

>Get coffee
>straight to work

>>41795995
>Get coffee

might as well

>>41795995
>>Get coffee
+1 Awareness!

>>41796068
>>41796045

Well, you've got the time. The van points you to the nearest coffee place with a drive-thru and places your order ahead of time. When you get there, they just hand it out the window to you.

It's a pretty good brew.

>Awareness-12 (6 hours)

With that, you make your way to work. On arrival, you find that you've actually beaten most of your coworkers again. Are those slackers late everyday?

Up in the Exterminator's Armory, you find Devlinson waiting for you with a lit cigarette in hand and a smile on his face.

"Esperanza, I've got good news for you! The bigwigs in LA called me back last night and approved your promotion, on the condition that you covertly turn over the files you found as soon as they ask. That means you're not a rookie anymore, you're a Certified GEC Exterminator! And you'l finally get to meet Peter!"

>That's great news! What does it mean?
>Who's Peter?
>Does this mean I get harder assignments now?
>Write-in

>>41796164
>>That's great news! What does it mean?

Note to self, make offline backup of files.

>>41796164
>That's great news! What does it mean?
>Who's Peter?

Make a copy of those files.

>>41796201
>>41796191
"That's great news but... what does it mean? Do I get paid more?"
"Of course you get paid more, you idiot! You get an extra $50 a week, plus access to Silver Pete. And that's not even mentioning all the prestige."

Ah, the prestige. You can feel it now.

>LEVEL UP
>As a Certified GEC exterminator, you can now boost your rolls twice. In addition, you gain +1 to your awareness and +1 to your overall health.
>Health- 11/11
>Awareness- 13

"Seriously though, who's Pete?"
"He's the branch QM. Head back out to the offices and make a right and you should hit his office eventually. Want me to introduce you?"

>yes
>nah, I'd like to make my own impression

>>41796285
>>yes

>>41796285
>In addition, you gain +1 to your awareness and +1 to your overall health.

Psychosomatic.

>>41796285
>yes

Also that delicious health

>>41796323
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qLrnkK2YEcE

>>41796310
Going to write for "yes" in a short while unless someone objects.

>>41796363
>>41796361

"Yeah, hold my hand," you say smirking.

"If it's what you want," replies Devlinson.

The two of you journey back past the endless cubicles to a room labeled "QuarterMaster's Office". Devlinson presses his finger down on a scanner and the door pops open, revealing a wide storage area with shelves that reach towards what you can only assume is the roof of the building. They're stocked with boxes with labels like "Bait", "Muta-Rat poison", and "Acid Sprayer". In the center of it all is a dimunutive man with glass spectacles and a long, long nose.

"Silver Pete!" cries your boss.

"Ah, the Devil himself has come to visit me. And he's bought a companion. This your newest, Chris?"

"Yup, just earned his stripes today. Far ahead of schedule too. He's only been here three days!"

"Three days?"

Silver Pete looks down his nose at you.

"He's lucky to be alive. Does he know my rules?"

"Nope."

"You could have mentioned them to him."

"And do you job for you? No way."

Silver Pete rubs his temples. He's quite old, older than Devlinson by at least a decade, which puts him in his 60's at best.

"Alright, here's how it works. I'm the quartermaster around here. When you get an assignment, you can come and see me and ask for equipment and I'll float a couple of options past you. Whatever you take, you have to sink a deposit on, in case you destroy it. For single use stuff, that's a flat fee. Now, do you have any idea what you want?"

"Actually, "the Devil" here, hasn't given me that yet. What do you have for me today boss?"

"Ah, you're not going to like this one... you're going after cats."

>Cats? Why am I exterminating cats?
>Well, I know what I'll need for that (write-in to request equipment)
>I can't do that boss, I love cats too much.

>>41796678
>>Cats? Why am I exterminating cats?


>>Well, I know what I'll need for that (write-in to request equipment)

So...a little laser pointer? Catnip in claw-resistant aromatic bags?

>>41796678
>>Cats? Why am I exterminating cats?

>>41796742
>>41796725
>why cats
>ask for a laser pointer, some kind of cat nip

Writing.

>>41796678
>>I can't do that boss, I love cats too much.

>>41796760
"So... why am I killing cats? I thought they were harmless household pets."
"Are you kidding Esperanza? Didn't you pay attention in basic training? In the war, most mammals got wiped out. There's almost no dogs left and pretty much anything larger is extinct. Cats were the exception that not only lived but thrived. Most cats aren't pets anymore but dominant predators who regularly hunt down mutant creatures and eat them, which often exposes them to contaminants. We believe that that is in fact exactly what happened in this scenario. Your target is a two story suburban home, belonging to a single elderly Cit who has since gone missing."
"Well, that sounds pretty straight-forward, not sure why you think it's a contamination."
Devlinson shakes his head.
"Cats are always contaminated, Esperanza. Always. Be prepared for the unexpected."

Right.

You ask Silver Pete for the basics and he retrieves what you asked for dutifully.

>1 laser pointer: $5 deposit
>1 bag of pure catnip: $10
>1 bag of synthnip: $3

Anything else?

>buy/rent any combination of the above
>write-in

>>41796887
>>1 laser pointer: $5 deposit
>>1 bag of synthnip: $3

>>41796887
It's unclear, would we want to get multiple bags and that's the per-bag price or is there a maximum of 1.

>>41796887
>buy/rent any combination of the above

Does he have any kind of knockout gas, or things for paralysis?

>>41796954
We get tranq darts normally already anon.

>>41796887
>laser pointer
>3 bags of synthnip

>>41796887
>1 laser pointer: $5 deposit
>3 bags of synthnip: $3

>>41796978
Your trank darts are out, after you expended them all last thread shooting 7 muta-rats.

>>41796995
>>41796978
>>41796930

I sense a consensus.

>>41796954
You will ask about it.

Writing.

>>41797036
So we don't get equipment given to us in our lockers anymore at all then.

We have to use our weekly budget of 50bux from our promotion on all our jobs.

This almost seems like a net negative. 50 dollars a week doesn't buy much catnip.

>>41797036
You plunk down the cash for the synthnip and the laser pointer.

>lost $14
>Gained:
>laser pointer - sends out a well defined red beam of light over a long distance. Has a pretty good battery.
>3 bags of synthnip- It looks like catnip and smells like catnip, so it must be catnip, right?

"Pete, if I may just call you Pete, you wouldn't happen to have any knockout gas or say, some tranquilizer darts?"

"Yup, gottem both. Knockout gas is a little costly but it comes either in $20 grenades or $10 cartridges that you feed into a gas sprayer ($50 deposit). The darts are a dollar a piece."

>buy grenades
>rent sprayer and buy cartridges
>buy darts
>ask for something else

>>41797120
>>buy darts
Guess we need 10 darts, we're gonna need them on most missions.

>>41797098

You do get to keep everything you had previously as "starter equipment".But yes, they want you buying from the company store with company money.

>>41797142
Do we get weekends off, this is only our fourth day.

It's payday today, right. Old or new salary.

>>41797172
I was tempted to have you get your pay biweekly, but you should get it at the debrief today. You'll get it with your new 50$ bonus, plus all the other bonuses you racked up with your captures.

Although the base salary isn't much, Vince has done well for himself so far.

>>41797120
>>buy darts
Gas is 2expensive4u

>>41797200
The mutant mutarats alone are like. 3 and a half breeding pairs almost.

They never said redundant pairs don't stack so that's my story and I'm sticking to it.

We gotta see Jeremy this morning. It's been a few days.

>>41797120

"I'll take 10 darts."

>lost $10
>Gained:
>10 tranquilizer darts

"Will that be everything, young master?"

Silver Pete chuckles stupidly to himself.

>Yup, time to get the assignment file from Dev and get on my way
>Nope (write-in)

>>41797331
>>Yup, time to get the assignment file from Dev and get on my way

[desire to order cheaper supplies off the internet intensifies]

>>41797343
Funny you should say that.

Going to write for leaving, but I'll wait before posting for any finally requests Vince might want to make with Silver Pete (remember, for larger pieces of equipment you get your money back if you return it in one piece).

>>41797331
>>Nope (write-in)
Oh, a stunstick?

We don't have to pay for recharging the battery right?

Or how about a flamethrower.

scor

>>41797401
“Nah, I think I'm good now. Boss, if you would please give me the actual file on this thing, I think I can get started...”
“Yeah, wait by the elevator, I'll head back to my office, I've got it in there.”

10 minutes of arduous waiting later, Devlinson shows up at the elevator with the file.

“Here, look through it. I only gave you the barebones of the situation and you should try to be prepared.”

Hmm. You wish he had told you more before you left the QMs office.

On your way down to the van, you find yourself thinking about Jeremy and wondering how he's doing. It can't be comfortable down in the GEC labs and you haven't exactly been working on a way to get him out. You really should check in on him when you get back from working in the field today.

How do you want to drive to your destination?

>automatic, read the file on the way
>manual (write-in somewhere to stop and look for supplies, roll a d20 for the quality of what gets found)

>>41797487
Those both would be acceptable anon, you just missed the boat by a little bit, unfortunately.

On the bright side, you might be able to find a shop that sells at least a taser.

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>>41797492
>You really should check in on him when you get back from working in the field today.
Man we got Jeremyblocked last time we came in at the end of the day, and then last night were too downtrodden to try.

Third time's the charm then.

>>41797492
>>automatic, read the file on the way
We've got a lighter and highly flammable poison spray, what more could we need.

>>41797530
Yeah but they don't give refunds as easily.

>>41797539
>lighter + spray

This will continue to work, just remember you are limited to a thin stream that mazes at 3 feet (which is all you needed last time anyway).

Going to write for automatic.

>>41797622
>mazes
Whattez?

>>41797622
>maxes*

>>41797539
>automatic

You plug the address for this house in and set out on your way. The place is on the outskirts of Hong Kong and not all that far from the ocean. GPS estimates the journey at being about an hour and a half.

On the way you read the file. Apparently the CIT who owned the house had been a notorious cat lady for years, not to mention a scofflaw, as harboring more than one cat at any given time is considered a crime.

Her neighbors were annoyed by the cats flocking to the house for years but didn't become alarmed until recently, when it was evident by the overgrown plants on the property that no one was maintaining the place. At least two people went in to investigate and were clawed by feral cats before they got much father than the entrance.

The place is supposed to smell absolutely foul according to this and cats are regularly seen bringing their prey inside. The estimated feline population for the house is about 50, though what keeps them tethered to the property is unknown if no one is feeding them any longer.

Still seems pretty normal to you.

You get out of the van and prepare to stock your equipment bag.

>wrangling stick
>10 trank darts
>pepper spray
>vodka
>cocaine
>condoms
>trank gun
>motion sensors
>plastic explosive
>poison sprayer
>screecher box
>lighter

What do you want to take inside with you?

>try to take about 4 "large" items at max (examples: wrangling stick, trank gun)
>small items are limited to 4 additional slots
>haz mat and sprayer are both wearables

>>41797811
Actually, that's not as well thought out as I hoped. Small items are allowed to be stacked and you gain two slots for every empty "medium" slot you have. So if you only take the stick and the gun, you have 12 small items you can bring.

>>41797811
>>trank gun
>>wrangling stick
>10 trank darts
>motion sensors
>lighter
>screecher box

Make a tranq spear again?

Wear the sprayer.

And I guess we already bringing the laser pointer and synthnip.

Damn just got here and missed the gearing up bit, would of have us get.
>2 slabs of beef
>50 cut up springs
> bottle of radiator fluid.
Just like when I was hired to kill feral cats.

>>41797939
Oh yeah the cheapest mystery meat you could get would've been a good supplement to the synthnip.

Well we're committed now. Onward.

>>41797920

You take the following out of the van, leaving your haz-mat suit behind. You shouldn't really need it for this anyway...
>>trank gun
>>wrangling stick
>>10 trank darts
>>motion sensors
>>lighter
>>screecher box

Finding your way through the overgrown grass, you head towards the front door. Already there's a cat in the window, watching you with red rings around its eyes. Something about the stare unnerves you.

>Nerves [11/12]

Pushing open the door you find yourself in an empty vestibule, staring into a dusty living room littered with debris and badly clawed furniture.

>roll me an awareness check, three rolls of 3d6+3, beat an 11

>>41797939

geez, anon...

>>41798114
Addendum:

You have the synthnip and laser pointer on you right now.

Rolled 6, 1, 2 + 3 = 12 (3d6 + 3)

>>41798114
ALL DAT AWARENESS DO

Rolled 5, 5, 5 + 3 = 18 (3d6 + 3)

>>41798114

Rolled 4, 3, 3 + 3 = 13 (3d6 + 3)

>>41798114

>>41798114
Those little shits were causing property damage, something had to be done. I didnt't want to go full RIP AND TEAR so I cut up some springs, and stuck them in radiator fluid doused beef. Eventually they died and soon after the kittens starved.

>>41798194
>>41798178
>>41798147
>radical success

The smell of cat urine hits you like a brick. Focusing through the smell, you easily locate the six cats that are very deliberately hiding from you in this room. They all seem to have the same red-rimmed eyes as the cat in the window, which is itself hiding beneath an armchair across the room inching towards you.

>distract them before they attack with the laser pointer
>distract them by throwing down a bag of synthnip
>screecher box time!
>ready your wrangling stick
>ready your trank gun
>write-in

>>41798284
>distract them by throwing down a bag of synthnip
>ready your wrangling stick

Rolled 2 (1d6)

>>41798277
I understand better than most, Anon. Just remember that not everyone is as comfortable with animal slaughter as a professional, even if they eat meat everyday.

>>41798371
>rolling for cats
Uhoh.

>>41798371
>>41798328
>distract with a bag
>ready wrangling stick

You throw down one of your bags of synthnip, hoping that it will draw the cats out. Unfortunately, the stuff seems to be less potent than the real thing and only draws out two cats who gingerly sniff the nip. One of them looks prepared to start eating it..

The other cats around the room continue to lay in wait, watching you as you draw out your wrangling stick.

>attach a dart to your stick, stab one of the cats with it
>just wade in there and start swinging at the two exposed cats
>watch for the effects of the synthnip
>write-in

>>41798503
>>watch for the effects of the synthnip

>>41798503
>>watch for the effects of the synthnip

There are entirely too many cats here. If only we'd known the population before coming.

Hope we can combine screechbox and some basement or something to scare them into and trap them.

>>41798577
>>41798537
>watch and wait

The cat pauses, then nibbles gently at the catnip-like substance. It goes very still for a second, as if considering what it has just put in its mouth, then eats some more. You notice its back is starting to arch...

>run in now
>keep waiting

>>41798657
Wait, is back arching pleasurable response or.

I can't remember how cats work fugg.

Maybe the others will see dis is some good shit?

>wait

>>41798701
>continue to wait

The cat teeters for a moment and then collapses on its side, back still arched. It's compatriot immediately steps off from the nip and turns towards you, growling. All the other cats in the room assume attack position.

>defend yourself! (roll 3d6+1 three times to beat 12, boost up to two times using nerves or STR/STA)
>retreat!

>>41798657
>>keep waiting

Rolled 2, 3, 1 + 1 = 7 (3d6 + 1)

>>41798768

Rolled 3, 5, 3 + 1 = 12 (3d6 + 1)

>>41798768
Wait is it dead?

>>41798800

You can't tell until you get closer.

Rolled 4, 6, 1 + 1 = 12 (3d6 + 1)

>>41798768
50/50 success odds

>>41798839
>>41798800
>narrow success

The cats spring at you in sequence, but you're better prepared than you would have been if you hadn't known where they were all hiding ahead of time.

You bat away the first three hard enough to put them out of commission and catch the fourth around the leg with the loop of your wrangling stick and throw him into the clawed up grand piano on the far side of the room where he bounces of the keys.

The fifth and final cat manages to get past your defenses and actually reach you but she only manages to tear open a bag of synthnip with her attacks before you whack her away as well.

When it's all said and done, all 6 of the cats that were in this room when you entered are either unconscious or dead.

>investigate the one that ate your synthnip
>move into the dining room
>go up the stairs
>go into the kitchen
>go into bedroom
>ready something else (write-in)

>>41798933
>>investigate the one that ate your synthnip
Let's hope they stay out of commission by the time we wrap up.
>>go into bedroom

>>41798977

Checking on the cat that ate the synthnip, you find that it is still alive but that that may not be the case for long. With all the contracted muscles and the foaming at the mouth, you'd guess that this cat probably had some kind of allergic or otherwise toxic reaction to the synthnip. You can't guarantee that all the cats here will also be susceptible but the result is suggestive.

Turning towards the attached bedroom, you find it populated by a single enormous Persian which is sitting on the bed and doesn't notice you as you come in.

>hit it with a tranquilizer round
>more synthnip
>use your laser pointer to try and fool it into running out an open window
>scare it with the screecher box
>try a different room
>write-in

>>41799062
Enormous? Finally something worth spending our precious ammo on.

>>hit it with a tranquilizer round

Plenty of time to hit a huge stationary target.

Although actually
>write-in
We -could- go full human ancestor and toss the spear, if that has the same DC but more of a dice bonus than conventional tranq gun.

>>41799062
>>hit it with a tranquilizer round
all these pictures of steak in the captcha that totally don't have springs in them.

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>>41799170
>>41799114

>trank shot

You ready your tranquilizer gun and prepare to take the shot. You're pretty close and the damn this is enormous so...

>roll 3d6+1 three times to beat an 8, boost with nerves if you want

Rolled 2, 2, 1 + 1 = 6 (3d6 + 1)

>>41799219

>>41799114
At the moment and in this situation, bonuses for both are the same.

Rolled 6, 3, 3 + 1 = 13 (3d6 + 1)

>>41799219

Rolled 1, 4, 2 + 1 = 8 (3d6 + 1)

>>41799219

>>41799367
>>41799296
>>41799271
>narrow success

You open fire at the Persian and miss. It turns it's head and yowls loudly at you, just in time for you to catch it with a second dart. It goes down almost instantly but you can hear cats moving around upstairs in response to the yowl. It's almost like this cat was posted by the bedroom window to act as a sentry or something..

>return to the living room
>grab the persian
>head upstairs
>the kitchen
>the dining room
>ready an item of your choice

>>41799450
>8 darts remaining

>>41799450
place some synthnip around?

>>41799450
>>the dining room

Uhoh, the cavalry coming. Look busy.

>>41799450
>>grab the persian
throw it out the window

>>41799571
>>41799555
>>41799510
>grab persian, toss it out the window
>throw down some synthnip
>head to the dining room asap

Writing.

Rolled 4, 1, 4 + 2 = 11 (3d6 + 2)

>>41799637

Panicking, you grab the persian's limp form and toss it out the window. Then you scatter half your remaining back of synthnip around you and beat it for the dining room.

>>41799637
Leave only one bedroom door open.

Maybe we can close it behind them if they all go inside it.

>>41799670
You make it out the door and halfway through the living room before the stream of cats stampedes down from the second floor and immediately spot you.

>run outside
>make it the rest of the way to the dining room, maybe theres an attached room or something you can barricade yourself in
>ready your poison sprayer and lighter
>ready just the poison sprayer
>ready your wrangling stick for some serious moves
>shoot into the mass with your tranq gun (2 darts remaining in gun)
>write-in

>>41799737
>>ready your wrangling stick for some serious moves

>>41799737
It seems we have no choice...

I'll have to use "THAT."
>>ready your poison sprayer and lighter

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>>41799805
>wanting DC 16 again

>>41799737
>>ready your poison sprayer and lighter

>>41799874
>>41799833
>>41799805
Writing for fire and flames. Sorry, had to take a phone call.

>>41799996
You flick on your lighter and prepare the poison wand, adjusting it for a slightly thicker two and a half foot spray.

The cat stampede rounds the corner and turns seamlessly towards you. As they begin to leap, you apply the flame to the spray and for a moment, everything in front of you is flames. And then your face is covered in flaming cat.

>Health-[9/10]

You flail around desperately as you try and knock the cat off. Eventually you succeed but by then it's compatriots are swarming all over you, ripping into your flesh with their claws.

>Health- [8/10]

You need to do something quickly or you'll be totally overwhelmed.

>use your screecher box
>try and grab your wrangling stick to knock these things off
>write in
>

>>41800100
>>try and grab your wrangling stick to knock these things off
>>41799874
:^)

>>41800100
get up off of our ass and JUMP AROUND, not walk, JUMP AROUND trying to crush their cat bodies

>>41800150
Seconding, add defending self with stick against cat grapplers

>>41800100
>>use your screecher box

>>41800169
agree with adding the stick

>>41800180
>>41800169
>>41800143
>sticktastic

Writing.

>>41800206

You reach in the direction of your bag for your wrangling stick and bring it around to the best of your ability to knock off these catty bastards. The first thing you do is actually whack yourself in the chest, crushing a single cat against your ribs. It digs in painfully with its claws but releases its grip soon after.

Once your upper body is free, you can focus on your lower body. There are at least three cats biting into your calves, which is incredibly painful in addition to reducing your mobility. You beat them back one by one with your wrangling stick, hurling a particularly stubborn one across the room, where it splatters against the wall.

Once you're free and able to defend yourself, the remaining cats back off and keep a safe distance between you and them. You keep your guard up and move into the living room which you find thankfully devoid of cats. There's also a slightly ajar door that appears to lead into the basement.

>basement
>kitchen
>upstairs
>retreat out the back door

>>41800298
>>basement
They're staying upstairs, not down there. For some reason.

...Wait we don't have a light source. Hope the lights work.

>>41800298
throw our screecher down the basement steps

>>41800354
That still leaves the question of where to go yourself.

>>41800298
>>basement

>>41800400
the basement

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Making some tea quick while players decide. Maybe a smoke. Thread is going to continue for an hour more.

>>41800400
After throwing, wait then follow?

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>>41800439
>>41800433
>>41800325
>basement
>>41800354
>throw the screecher

Going to write for the one the majority is going with here, since I don't see the support piling up for tossing the screecher.

>>41800623
At the top of the stairs you find a lightswitch, which you flick on before descending. Thankfully it still works. You close the door behind you, shutting out the still watching mob of angry cats.

You're not halfway down before you hear them scratching at it behind you.

>Nerves [10/12]

At the bottom of the stairs you survey your surrounds, hoping to gain a clue as to what has drawn so many cats to this house.

>roll me an awareness check to beat a 12, three rolls of 3d6+3

Rolled 1, 2, 3 + 3 = 9 (3d6 + 3)

>>41800676

Rolled 2, 3, 2 + 3 = 10 (3d6 + 3)

>>41800676

Rolled 1, 1, 3 + 3 = 8 (3d6 + 3)

>>41800676
A +3 awareness bonus. a +3. What are the odds.

>>41800733
Not as unlikely as you'd think but those are still some horrendous rolls.

>>41800695
>>41800709
>>41800733
>total failure

Well, the basement is clearly a mess, littered with tiny bones and piled up cat shit in the corners, and there are two ajar windows leading to the front and backyard respectively. There also seems to be an attached washroom which you could investigate...

>investigate the washroom
>pull out your screecher, try to draw anything hiding out
>just stalk around and look for clues

>>41800733
>What are the odds.
heh

>>41800819
>>pull out your screecher, try to draw anything hiding out

Crazy cat lady?

>>41800819
>>just stalk around and look for clues

>>41800819
>>investigate the washroom

Rolled 1 (1d3)

>>41800916
>>41800845
>>41800840
>we are of THREE MINDS

Rollin' for what I write, will allow a little time for a decider to pop in.

>>41800938
You pull out your screecher and turn it on, hoping to flush out anything you missed on your initial survey of the room. Two cats pop out of hiding almost immediately and dart out the windows.

Seems clear enough down here.

>search for more clues
>check out the washroom
>head back upstairs with the screecher

>>41800975
>>check out the washroom

>>41800975
walk with stick infront of me as I inspect the washroom, while whistling

>>41800975
>>search for more clues

>>41801049
>>41800995
washroom
>>41801062
clues

Whistling into the washroom it is. Writing.

>>41801147

There doesn't seem to be anything too interesting in the basement proper so you starting walking towards the washroom. Upstairs you can still hear the cats scratching away at the door and it's driving you a little, uh, huh.

That's weird, it felt like the floor just-

You let out a scream as the ground gives out beneath you and you fall face first into water. There's a horrible buzzing in your ears and when you look up again, the air is filled with hundreds of mosquito like insects with long pincers on the back of their abdomens.

It seems you've fallen into some kind of underground chamber. The hole you came in through is about a foot and a half above your head and you could probably make it back up if you leapt...

>start spraying poison!
>turn up the screecher box!
>try and jump out of here!
>write in

>>41801239
>Nerves [8/12]

>>41801239
>>try and jump out of here!
STRONG jump

>>41801239
>>try and jump out of here!

>>41801239
start spraying poison

>>41801318
>>41801275
jump
>>41801333
poison

>roll me 3d6 three times to beat an 11. STR/STA to boost and you can now boost twice.

Rolled 3, 6, 2 = 11 (3d6)

>>41801372

Rolled 5, 6, 4 = 15 (3d6)

>>41801372

Rolled 2, 6, 2 = 10 (3d6)

>>41801372
Ha not a total failure this time.

>>41801382
>>41801413
>>41801436
>fairly reasonable success

You leap back up into the hole you just fell through and attempt to climb through, undeterred by the swarm of insects passing through it. As you're pulling yourself through, you hear a terrible hissing sound and feel something tearing at your already shredded pant legs as you pull yourself up.

Looking back down through the hole you can see something quite large staring back at you through hideous compound eyes.

>End Thread

I'm going to archive and stick around to answer questions. As always, my twitter is @QMSimmons and no, I still haven't been added to the twitter QM directory, despite continuous posting in the weekend /QTG/s.

Good thread guys!

>>41801570
There's always something more isn't there.

>>41801570
Now archived here: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?searchall=exterminator+quest

Don't be afraid to give the quest a vote if you have the time.

>>41801632

There are ways to more easily and quickly resolve most of the situations I've presented but I've found that anons usually want to 100% things and typically get sidetracked, which isn't a terrible thing but it does make certain areas seem larger than they are.

Plus, you guys are terrible equipment pickers for the most part.

You should think more like:
>>41797939
if you want to swiftly and brutally move through assignments.

>>41801743
Yeah more in depth thinking ahead has been lacking.

Although it turns out that plan would not be so effective since they watch each other to see if new food is poison.

It would have to be very slow acting poison to eliminate a large, suspicious group of creatures.

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>>41801911
I think the problem will be alleviated by stuff I'm planning on introducing in (hopefully) the next thread, not to mention when Vince finally gets the weekend off.

And I can't be mad. We almost got double digit unique posters!

>>41801982
I wonder how much of an Awareness bonus snorting that coke will give.