Well, there goes my dirty secret: I copy/paste the intro from archived threads. First post coming.

You nearly decide to go see who’s drinking at the base.. But ultimately you can't muster the curiosity, or the ambition. Besides, it feels like your life has just been go, go, go lately. You’ll need to unwind, or you’re pretty sure nightmares like last night’s will be a common occurrence.

In the end, you just watch more movies until you and Casimir fall asleep on the couch.

Your brain seems to apologize for last night’s bullshit, and gives you quite the pleasant dream where Bridget and Kelly were actually curious sorority sisters, which you appreciate.

You wake in the morning, still on the couch in the clothes you fell asleep in. Your date with Bridget is at six, so you have plenty of time to kill before then. You just need to decide how to spend it.

>Go shopping (For what?)
>Head to base, fill your new safe
>See if someone’s available (Who?)
>Write-in

>>390656
Well I feel like we have already done this, but do we need to shop for clothes

>>390684
Picked some up. Also got Casimir some toys, some time killers for your recovery, and a gift for Bridget

>>390688
Ah. Good. Well, I guess we could go to base and see if we can fuck with anyone.

>>390695
IM with this guy

In order to avoid a pitiful update where you drive to base and nothing else, what do you want to do at base, or who do you want to look for?

>>390740
Ok good point
>Head to base, fill your new safe
Lets get everything we have bought in there. then once we are at the base go to the range see who is there, we need to get used to this new hand and see how it responds under "stress".

>>390740
Just look for one of our squadmates

You do need to fill your safe somewhat, and you’d like to see how well this hand works. Working the soreness from your shoulder as you rise, you change into fresh clothes and feed Casimir before leaving the house.

Arriving at the base, you leave your sling in the car. Hopefully, you won't be needing it. You make your way to your locker in the armory, and load up your weapons and preferred gear into a duffle before hoisting it over your shoulder, and drive to the range grounds, not far from the base proper.

You pull up in the asphalt parking lot, and walk to the tables before the ranges. Laying your weapons out before you, a brief glance around shows you the current roster of the shooting grounds: A hulking black man and a smaller tan man with a number of tattoos are at the rifle aisles, comparing targets. Devin Peshlakai is loading Saiga magazines at the entrance to kill house, presumably to run through it, and Solomon Hyun seems to have gotten an early start on the long distance range.

>Who would you like to join, and what weapon would you like to take?

>Solomon
>Devin
>The pair you have yet to meet

>Glorious fishgun
>Egor the PKM
>Looted burner AK
>Old Standby g36

>>390843
You can also choose to shoot alone, or with your pistols. Sorry.

>>390843
> pair you have yet to meet
> Burner An
Load with gloves, pick up spent cases.

>>390873
Ak, rather

>>390873
this

>>390843
>The pair you have yet to meet
>Egor
We need to increase our LMG level.

>>390873
+1

You load the AK up, already taking great care to avoid the weapon being able to be traceable back to you. Loaded with gloves, you stick the magazines in your bloodstained vest, and walk to the rifle aisles.

Leaving the weapon on it’s sling, you approach the pair. The smaller man is not tanned, but Hawaiian, and his tattoos encompass the entirety of his right shoulder and pectoral, continuing uninterrupted to his wrist.

You introduce yourself, and let the rifle lean against a nearby shooting bench.

“Nice to meet ya, Kowalski,” says the massive black man, loading rounds into a UMP magazine. “Samuel Ball, and this is Makuna Hekekia. Didn't think you’d be out and about so soon. Word is you got good and fucked up in Tibet or wherever,” he finishes, and you don't bother correcting him.

“Well, I wanted to try out the new hand,” you reply, twisting the metallic digits in various forms. “Would hate to find out they can't shoot for shit in the field.”

“A good plan,” the Hawaiian says in an excited voice. “Who’s dick’d ya hafta suck to get ‘em, anywhoo?”

“Oh, just had to sign my life away to a Greek tech company,” you return. “Not so bad, considering the alternative was just not having fingers.”

“Ya may say so now,” the tattooed man says picking up a bare-bones M4, and point it down range. “But we’ll see how the waves’re crashin’ after the storm.”

He puts on ear protection, and you and Ball take the hint.

You fire a couple magazines downrange, hitting your target just slightly worse than usual. The hand performs flawlessly, the fingers feel like you’ve had them all along, and the broken bones already beginning to heal. The real problem was your wounded shoulder, making it difficult to keep the barrel steady when shooting off-hand.

You pick up all ninety shell casings, wondering if you’ll ever even need to ditch this AK in some god forsaken hell-hole. Looking over, Samuel and Makuna are back to bullshitting around a table, Ball excitedly pantomiming some incredible tackle.

>Rejoin them (Choose a topic)
>Devin is stretching, about to enter the kill house. You have time to catch up to him, though
>Solomon is still sending slugs downrange. Join him.
>Shoot alone
>Leave

>Also, choose a firearm if you wish to change.

>>390967
Egor would be better suited to the wide open space of the long-distance range, rather than the relatively stifling aisles of the midrange... Range.

Where you are now has distances from 15 to about 100 yards, the long distance goes from 200 to about 1500

>>391016
Lets go talk to Solomon

>>391016
>>Solomon is still sending slugs downrange. Join him.

Alright. Do you want to switch weapons, or stick with the AK?

>>391116
Switch to Egor. We need more practice with him.

>>391116
Switch to Egor he needs our love.

Taking Egor over to chat with Solomon. Writing.

You wave goodbye to the former NFL player and his Hawaiian companion, and they respond in kind. You replace the AK to it’s spot in the line up, and heft Egor onto your shoulder. You can practically feel the LMG shaking in anticipation.

You set up Egor at the table next to your Korean friend, and turn over to speak with him.

“This gonna bother you at all,” you ask of the marksman.

“Quite the opposite, actually,” he says while shaking his head. “I need to work on firing with distractions like that. Fire away.”

You work in tandem for a while, Solomon using the loud reports of Egor to mask his own firings. The constant bucking of the LMG makes your wounded shoulder quite sore, and your hand protests at the abuse as well.

You pause while reloading the belt, and speak with Solomon a while.

“So,” you begin, a mischievous grin spreading across your lips. Hyun rolls his eyes as he realizes where you’re going. “How’d the date with Clara go?”

He straightens up, and puffs his chest in a mock defiance of your prodding. “Quite well, I’ll have you know.” He drops the pretense of offense, and begins speaking quickly and excitedly. “She has her own two-thousand yard range at her house. Could you imagine! It was great. Went to a play, had some Chinese buffet, and did some shooting.”

You give Solomon a look, one that says ‘you know damn well I don't care about ranges or Chinese food’. He picks up your meaning, and gives you a friendly shove to your good shoulder.

“I told you, dude. She isn't like that. Which is fine, because I really aren't either.”

You shrug your shoulders, and go back to loading the PKM. If that’s what makes him happy, you aren't gonna ruin it.

>Sit and shoot the shit with Solomon longer. Also, regular shooting, too. (Choose a topic)
>Head back to base, look for something or someone (specify)
>Devin has entered the kill house, but you could wait for him to leave
>Write-in

>>391223
>Time Skip to our next mission

>>391223
>>Sit and shoot the shit with Solomon longer. Also, regular shooting, too. (Choose a topic)
Ask him if he has any contracts lined up.
How would our close squad mates act like if we pranked them

>>391266
We'll be time skipping with a few brief scenes to be voted on after the date. We're not going yo play out the whole recovery, don't worry

>>391272
+1

>>391272
Solomon, Skyler, Ty, Cooper, and Jonas would be okay with it, as long as it isn't over the top. Devin, Yves, and Arne would be too, to a lesser degree.

Dunn, Dove, Harris, and Jordan would not find it funny.

>>391223
>>Sit and shoot the shit with Solomon longer. Also, regular shooting, too. (Choose a topic)
Just shoot the shit, how he's doing, contracts, let him lead the talking for a bit. Maybe ask what others thought of our performance behind our back, we want the truth, anyone talking about us getting shot up?

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>Say Solomon, you've ever have your gun talking to you?
>Why yes, in fact it is why I'm not interested in 3DPG 'womyn'.

Continuing with Solomon. Writing.

You finish your reloading process, and you and Solomon continue the exercise, you working on shorter, more accurate bursts, and him trying to fit his shots in the more compact firings. It takes him a while to find the rhythm, but by the end of your belt, even you aren't sure when he’s firing, other than the steel targets downrange falling victim to his volleys.

As your shooting ends, you remove the ear protection, and speak to Solomon.

“Got anything line up in the future,” you ask of him.

“Leaving Tuesday to Morocco, probably be there a week or two. With ISIS blowing through Libya, the embassy wants a bit of extra beef. Open contract, so I’ll be with guys from all over,” he replies, and you nod. A few weeks would be quite the payday. And a bit of a vacation, assuming the fears were unfounded. “I suppose you’re off the books for a while,” he says, interrupting your thoughts.

“Yeah, for about a month,” you tell him, motioning to your wounds. “Even then, they’re gonna have me babysitting.”

He gives you an apologetic look, and the two of you bitch for a while about the various protocols the company puts on.

After another round of shooting, and your final belt from Egor, a thought occurs to you.

“Say,” you ask, turning back to Hyun, “no one’s been like, I dunno, shit talking my getting hit, have they?”

He shakes his head, and sets his rifle leaning against the bench. “Not that I’ve heard. Mostly just rumors about your hand, saying it can do all sorts of crazy shit and whatnot.”

You spend a while educating him on the abilities and limitations of your new fingers, and he drinks it all in with curious vigor.

Eventually, he excuses himself from the range, and leaves you be. Looking around, you are now alone in the vast, grass covered training area, wondering what to do next. A quick glance at your phone tells you it’s just shy of 1 pm.

>Head home, get ready for Bridget
>Head to base, look for something or someone (Specify)
>Write-in

>>391381
>>Head home, get ready for Bridget

>>391381
Also, you can stay and shoot alone if you'd like. I'm really fucking up options today.

Also also, you gained a point in LMG, and progress in rifles

>>391381
>Head home
I'm the anon that want that time skip.

>>391393
I'll go with my vote to shoot the LMG some more if it give us process if not head home. If its a tie count me as headhome.

Can do, timeskip anon. And I promise we're getting there.

>>391381
>>Head home, get ready for Bridget

>>391381
>Write-in
Practice with our pistols, especially with our cyber hand.

Writing

You still have a little time before you need to get going, so you pack up the now-empty Egor, grab a handful of extra pistol magazines, and walk back over to the gallery range.

You fire a few magazines from each your g19 and your g26, making sure to fire with your augmented hand as well. The way your uncovered fingers extend themselves to wrap further around the pistol base is a little unnerving, to say the least, but you can't argue the effect it has on your accuracy.

After an hour of training, you load up your weapons, and return to the armory. Loading in your weapons, you look at the empty duffle, and realize you still have a safe to fill.

You load in the improved tactical outfit, and look into the locker, wondering what would be best to take back.

>The g26 and one extra magazine stays in a compartment of the Professional tactical outfit, and the g19 and one extra magazine is always assumed to be on your person. Your safe can fit 3 long guns and 5 handguns

>g36
>XM8
>AK
>Egor

>>391529
G36

>>391529
If you are taking something back home, I would take the G36. Small but still efficient.

>>391529
Take the AK along with Egor. Don't want Egor tho get lonely nor do we want to leave the burner ask at work. Might be a good the thing stash in the trunk or something along with a chicom chest rig and a 72 hour bag.

>>391529
>G36

Totally forgot you own an MP5. That's on me. We'll bring that instead of something else if you guys are concerned

Anyway, we're gonna do all three. Writing. Gonna take a short break after this update to let my phone charge up

While I'm writing, what coverings do we want on our robot fingers, if any?

>>391723
The skin one for when we are in public, but in war, maybe the polish flag and the Impact! Colors

>>391723
The flesh tone one.

>>391723
Skin in public since were not going to be fighting anytime soon

>>391750
Don't mind my trip I forget I had it on

You decide to load up Egor, the burner AK, and the g36, leaving the XM8 and your MP5 on the locker for easy access on missions. Leaving your work locker sadly empty, you get to your car wondering what you should put into it next.

Making the drive home, and weathering strange looks from both Charlie and Casimir, lug the bag upstairs to load your safe up with the transferred weapons. It’s a little tight in there with the sheer size of Egor, but you get everything in.

You end up back downstairs, and take a seat on the couch, opposite of Charlie. Casimir comes to curl up on your lap, having missed you in your brief absence.

You make smalltalk with your roommate for about an hour, mostly centering around your new hand, until around four o’clock, you head back upstairs. Showering, shaving, and dressing, you slide the life-like rubber covering onto your cybernetics, and end up back downstairs after about an hour.
You explain to Charlie your plans for the evening, and get it into your car.

Plugging the address given to you by Bridget earlier in the week, you drive nearly across town to the fairly nice apartments she seems to live in. Buzzing the number she told you, you hear an excited squeak as she replies, telling you she’ll be right down.

After about a minute, you hear rushed footsteps down the stairs, and Bridget opens the door.

Her bright blue eyes look you up and down, almost sheepishly, as she shyly allows herself to be seen, which you are happy to oblige.

Her shoulder length brown hair in loose curls, and a fairly loose fitting red sundress draped over her figure, you’re suddenly glad you decided to reach out again.

You also suddenly realize you’ve been standing, silent and gaping, for about ten seconds.

>Greet Bridget!
>Write-ins only, folks

Alright, gonna take a short break to let my phone charge.

I'll let you guys know when I start writing again

>>391774
>Time Skip
As much as I love going on dates, I like action more. So just count my vote in support with a write up.

>>391767
Wow. That looks stunning. Anyway, are you ready to go?

Alright. Writing. Gonna blow through this pretty quick with just a few updates, so if you guys want something specific to be done or said, you'll want to write it in, as it likely will not be given as an option

“Wow,” you say, words finally being able to escape your lips. “You look incredible. Are you ready to go?”

“Yes!”, she beams, and nearly sprints to your car.

Your plan was to start with a visit to the zoo, and you make that your first stop.

Through smalltalk made on the way over, you learn her last name is Hayer, and make a mental note to put that into your phone before you forget it. She is also a second grade teacher at a school not far from where you picked her up from, and is slightly younger than you at twenty-four.

She asks about the sling, and you tell her the harrowing and not-at-all exaggerated tale of how you earned the wound pulling a downed Ty Mitchell from a cowardly ambush by extremists near a bridge, while already suffering from a mangled hand yourself. She is absolutely enamored by the tale, and you keep catching her try to steal glances at the aforementioned hand when she thinks you aren't looking.

You arrive at the zoo in due time, and spend about two hours roaming it’s walkways, no small amount of which was spent at the otter enclosure. Bridget seems to adore the little things. To be honest, their little paws and playful antics had them growing on you as well.

You stop at a concession stand near the end of your trip, and begin munching on the various fried and salty foods than can be found there.

Halfway through her corn dog, Bridget looks up to you.

“So, Jan,” she begins, seeming to be finding the right words. “What was it like growing up in Poland?”

>Actually, I spent most of my childhood in America
>No different than most people, I’d say. Just more perogies.
>Colder. More mountains. Bears, too.
>write-in

>>391985
There were tall concrete apartments that dotted the landscape. Some people were gloomy but eastern Poland was quickly growing. The women had hope and the children had glee. I was in the Polish special forces so it filled me with a sense of pride. Think of America but poorer and kinda ugly, but it was home.

>>392003
Do this mentioned the the mountains and bears and us hunting bare chested while it was snowing high in the mountains

Rolled 25 (1d100)

Alright, playing up the Slav to ridiculous levels. Writing.

Also, hit me with some rolls of 1d100

Rolled 2 (1d100)

>>392043

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Rolled 40 (1d100)

>>392043

Rolled 91 (1d100)

>>392043

>>392059
Go with this

>>392051
Ignore this guy, he must be in the wrong thread.

>>392085
Yeah, I was looking for the thread where you roll low numbers

>>392085
>>392088
Oh, well in that case.

Just kidding. You critfail puttputt. Post incoming

You give the young woman a toothy grin, and throw on your best Polish accent. You’d sell your mother for a decent tracksuit right now, but you can't always be prepared.

“Very cold,” you begin, gesturing grandly with both arms. “Bear filled mountains, as far as the eye could see! Me, my parents, six cousins, and all four grandparents lived in the tallest building in all of Poland, a four story, concrete apartment complex,” you say, Bridget already laughing so hard she’s snorting. You decide to press the advantage yet further. “My fondest memories are deep in the mountains, armed with only a pitchfork and a forest axe, slaying the great brown bears of my homeland, using their pelts to warm the passed-out drunkards that littered the streets.”

Laughing so hard she can barely breathe, Bridget nearly falls from her seat across from you. You decide to stop, before she ends up hurting herself.

Your makeshift meal finished, you leave the zoo, relenting to her wishes to stop by the otters one last time. The drive to the mini-golf course isn't long, and you make it in no time.

Renting two small clubs, you begin the contest. You shit talked most of the way over, and expected to wipe the floor with the poor girl. After her first shot, you thought the game was an absolute gimme.

Then, you took your first swing. It was atrocious. A true war crime to anyone that has ever enjoyed the game of mini golf.

You kept hoping your game would improve. It did not. Apart from one hole that you crushed, your performance was embarrassing. You blame it on your wounds, which you have yet to recover from, but deep inside, you know you’re just fucking terrible.

Shaking the loss from your mind, you bring Bridget back to your car, helping her in, all classy-like as she smugly smiles, after crushing you.

Getting into the driver’s seat, you have a brief chance to change the subject before your failure is the topic of the drive back to Bridget Hayer’s apartment. Thinking fast, you decide to ask her about herself.

>Ask Bridget something
>Write-ins only

>>392116
So Bridget, how is it like to work with children?

Man, looks like no one visits CQ for Bridget. Luckily, this will be the last option with her until we do the time skip, with some training montages and some other stuff.

Writing.

>>392169
I think most people are here for the gritty combat and not the chick flick we are in.

>>392169
A change of pace is fine, but nobody wants it dragged out at the expense of the main event.

>>392169
That's fair. We'll avoid trying my hand at character development more in the future. I'll make it up to you for the next mission, something a little out of the box.

Post is about half-done

>>392185
Well it's more like the Audience. Maybe you could do a detective quest in the future

>>392185
Thank you. I was waiting for a time Skip. I don't want to read about our date.

“So,” you quickly begin before her boasting can begin anew. “What’s it like, working with kids that young?”

Her eyes light up at the question, your miserable failure forgotten for a moment. “Oh, it’s stressful, and those kiddos can be a handful, but I wouldn't trade it for the world,” she says, a wistful gaze crossing her face. “They learn so fast at that age, you know? I love knowing that I’m helping them get a good start on life, doing what I can to make them fall in love with learning before they hate it as they get older.”

You suppose that’s a good an answer as any, and drive the conversation further that way the rest of the drive.

Pulling up in front of her building, you pause shortly. Pulling the glass rose from it’s place in your center console, you hand it to her.

“For needing to reschedule so much,” you say, handing it to her.

“It’s beautiful, Jan,” she says in return, her eyes welling slightly.

You get out of the car to open her door for her, and walk her up to the building's entrance.

“Jan,” she says, placing her hands on your chest. “I had fun tonight, but I don't want you to think I’m some party girl, willing to sleep with anything that walks up to me. I don't do what...we did… Often. Ever, actually. I’m just not that type of woman.”

Well, they never are the morning after, are they?

“I’m glad. I had fun, too,” you tell her. She reaches up to plant a small kiss on your cheek before heading upstairs.

You get in your car, and get a call from Tiffany on the ride home.

“What’s up Murdock?”, you say, answering the phone.

“Well, good news. Soldier of Fortune finally called me. They want an interview and a photo shoot with the five of you guys. I bet they’re also going to ask about Nepal and your hand. You willing to partake?”

>Hell yeah I’ll interview with SoF!
>Eh, you have the reports. Any way you can just kinda phone that in?

>>392218
>>Hell yeah I’ll interview with SoF!
The world will know of Jan.

>>392227
This anon gets to shape Jan's future on the basis of my failed experiment. Writing.

>>392251
Character building is fine once in a while, dont stop completely.

But it seems like we spent forever dicking around preparing for a fictional date, when we could be killing fictional assholes.

>>392251
I am enjoying the last few posts. I just prefer lurking to posting and I thought a few more people would feel the other way.

>>392256
Looking back, it has been like three threads of not shooting people. Maybe I'll avoid that, rather than dropping interactions.

Post about half a done, likely to be my last of the night.

>>392266
Or, in the words of your mom last night:
"Oh god don't stop"

“Do you mean the Soldier of Fortune that is read around the world, by colleagues and clients alike?,” you ask, putting on an air of fake ignorance, which your handler adopts as well.

“Yes, the name sounds familiar,” she says in answer to your fake question. “I believe that’s the one. Interested?”

“I suppose I could make time for them,” you say, the excitement in your voice rising. “When did they want to do this?”

“They gave me a date about two weeks from now,” she says. Plenty of time, then.

The next two weeks fly by in a flurry of activity. Most of it rehab-oriented for your shoulder, but you manage to sneak in a few training sessions as well.

>CHOOSE FOUR. OPTIONS CAN BE CHOSEN MULTIPLE TIMES.
>Higher ranks take longer to improve

>Rifles
>Pistols
>SMGs
>LMGs
>Heavy
>Thrown
>Hand-to-Hand

Also, how do you want to do the SoF interview?

>Full control
>Moderate control
>Little control

>>392270
For for at least one of Rifles and LMG's.

Rifles are always useful, and we can't really use Egor effectively yet.

>>392270
two in rifles, two in lmg

>>392270
>Two LMGs
>One Rifles
>One Pistols
>Full control
The only anon that made all the choices. :^)

>>392270
full contol

http://pastebin.com/AutzTNKx

Depot list as well, if you guys want to do some time skip shopping.

I say take the tactical belt, two frags, one 9bang, a CS gas.
Can you list what we do have?

>>392328
Sorry I look at our stuff no need for the belt. Take one frag not two. And buy a red point for Egor

>>392312
Since we have a professional tactical vest and we have two pistols for it. Can we use our Ke-bar and kukri in the two knife slots?

Also before I forget buy some gloves made from Kevlar military grade.

>>392361
The Kabar is part a standard load out, and the kukri can go on the pistol belt. The professional's tactical outfit stillhas room for a small knife, allowing 2 full sized and 1 small.

Gloves are also included, but I suppose yours were kind of ruined, huh?

>>392367
So get some new gloves some stronger ones and buy a small backup knife. If we can it's good to have a ankle holster and have a small gun as a backup. It's not listed but exist.

>>392377
Gloves and ankle holster would run you 100 each, but you'd need a gun to put in the holster.

Unless you want to move the g26, which is currently in a compartment in the chest rig, which seems kinda... Pointless.

>>392413
Buy another gun a P226 and put it in the ankle holster.

>>392413
We could just pick up a glock or something overseas on our mission. I say to get ankle holster.
>>392420
Don't buy one, just loot one.

>>392413
Solve the problem now if we get a fight and we lose every gun and the enemy is standing over us ready to strike. We'll pull out the P226 from our ankle holster and put him down.

>>392421
M8 that's a good idea, but I want one that new and not from a shitty value. We get the money back selling the shit we get. Let's not go jew with our money, buy the gun p226. The Ankle holster is our hidden weapon.

>>392425
Well I wouldn't want to blow our load too early. We will need a lot of ordinance when we go to north korea.

>>392430
M8 it's 600 bucks at most. Money we'll get back quick

>>392430
North Korea contract has been taken, Anon. You aren't the only contractor in the world.

You'll probably end up in Best Korea at some point, but those kids are safe and sound, courtesy of some heroics by the fine gentlemen at First Strike.

>>392430
Also we already have two glocks g26 and g19 let's get something different. It will still use the same ammon, until we go for the .45Acp p226

>>392435
Ah fuck. That's right. Well I am kinda glad we don't have to go there now.

I'm gonna get some sleep, folks. Feel free to keep voting and suggesting until I get back, probably about noonish central time tomorrow. We'll see how the notoriously slow Thursdays treat us.

Thanks for playing, and as always I love feedback and questions. See you guys later

>>392435
Hope you'll stay alive OP

>>392507
What other quests do you follow, Inky? I can't remember where I've seen that trip before.

>>392541
M8 I follow
1.GoT thread about going there.
2. Fantasy civ thread Bulgar
3. Oldfag civ thread
4.Bulgar old civ thread (Over)
5. You
6. Crusader Quest
7. Also some others that are dead so far.
There are the ones I follow. The one I'm mostly in is 2 and 3 since you got to play factions.
I'm thinking about making a quest myself about a peasant during the crusade. So that something, just have to work some stuff out and I could start it.

>>392541
Took me a long time to see your post. Since I'm posting on my phone. Also I put my trip on that greek soldier thread but never came alive, also fallout trader that was killed.

People, do you really want to make Jan lug three knives and three pistols? He's not a videogame character, you know.

>>392737
Yes
He needs the backs ups.

>>392752
What makes you say that?

>>392771
Well in the training simulation it got kinda hairy for a little bit.

>>392870
Three pistols is still too much. Especially p226 in an ankle holster, it weights over 800 grams for god's sake. The mobility hit offsets any advantage we could get out of it.

Alright, let's do this. Any pistol in the ankle holster must also fit the requirements for a holdout pistol.

That a good middle ground?

>>392894
What are the requirements?

>>392894
Whats the requirement?

>>392899
Holdout class pistol. Ankle holsters kinda suck.

>>392908
>A holdout pistol is required to be a holdout pistol

Thanks, I guess, but it doesn't explain much.

>>392914
Ah, I finally found it in the previous thread.
P226 can't be a holdout, while both Glocks can.

>>392915
What a hero. Well I like glocks so we can get one. Either buy it or wait till we find one. But all these weapons could be cumbersome.

>>392196
You're a faggot.

>>392917
We could move our Glock 26 to the ankle holster and put P226 in its place. Though I still think 3 pistols is excessive.

>>392420
>P226 and put it in the ankle holster.
You're a fucking retard seriously, a P226 won't fit in an ankle holster, and a P226 is shit regardless.

>>392438
>.45Acp p226
the P226 doesn't come in .45ACP.....

>>392922
I do too

why are we wasting time talking about pistols and knives when we have enough already?
is this reeeeally necessary?
also
>>392737
too much is too much
we have a robot hand not an exoskeleton!

>>392914
>http://pastebin.com/84MTDvaB
You're bright, huh?
>Glock 26, 9mm - 900 USD
>Fits requirements for Holdout pistol
>Ruger LC9, 9mm - 750 USD
>Fits requirements for Holdout pistol
Tiny fucking pistols.

In order to be a holdout pistol, the barrel cannot be more than 3.5 inches, and the pistol cannot weigh more than 750g loaded with standard magazines.

Basically, can't be a whole lot bigger than the g26

>>392950
You also want it to be really slim, the G26 is kind of the exception to this rule because of its mag capacity against its relative size, but being thin is the biggest factor in the gun printing on your clothes or not.

A H&K P7M13 is a fucking amazeballs carry piece, slim as hell and beautifully made, but they are becoming moon rocks now sadly.

>>392967
Gives a very spy vibe. Digging it

Anyway, I can run if anyone's around.

>>392973
Here.
>>392967
I still think we might have too many guns

>>392976
At the moment theres no need for another pistol or more knives, the P7 was just an example of what you want in a holdout piece.

So, did we have anything agreed for a training list and for shopping? Seems like you guys are all over the place.

>>392988
>Rifles
>Pistols
>SMGs
>LMGs

Is my vote for training, we've got all of them, and we regularly use all of them, so may as well keep pushing our skills with them.

>Awesome combat knife - 200 USD
> Not really any better than your current knife, but way cooler.
> Seriously. It has this sweet sawback thing. It's fuckin' baller.

Not voting for this but just saying, sawbacks on flesh/clearing knives are a pain in the arse, they get caught on tendons and ribs all the time and effectively stop whatever you were doing with your knife and you're just stuck there.

Though we'll probably want to replace that Imp IFAK we used to patch ourselves up with, always handy to have more of those at hand.

>>392988
Training I think the general census was that at least two in rifle, and I would like the other two in LMG.
As for the store, I think we wanted a pouch on our leg for another knife.

>>392988
>>392994
We also wanted a red dot sight for Egor. Preferably with a magnifier.

>>393009
Right. That too.

Alright. So, buying
>New gloves, 100USD
>Magnified Red dot for Egor, 800USD
Still in the air
>Ankle Holster, 100USD
>Holdout pistol to be decided
>Small combat knife, 100USD

And training hasn't really been decided On yet.

Options are 2 into rifles and 2 into LMGs, or 1 each into rifles, pistols, SMGs and LMGs.

Feel free to do your own though.

All this look right?

>>393018
Looks alright. Lets but the stuff then decide the skills

>>393022
This is a time skip vote, it'll all get done on one update

>>393025
I'm back. All the anons getting salty because a ankle holster even if I'm okay if we don't have one.

>>393018
Stick with the new gloves and red dot sight.
1 each into rifles, pistols, SMGs, LMGs.

Anyone around, yet?

>>394388
Here

>>394388
Here

Fuck, we're going with two, then.

Putting 1 point into Rifles and LMGs, where are the other two going? This will raise both skills by one.

Also, spending 900USD on new gloves and a magnified red dot for Egor

>>394542
Sounds good. My opinion is to put one more into both rifles and LMG.

>>394542
More rifles/lmg

Alright, this post is going to end at the beginning of the SoF interview. Since you guys chose 'full control', you'll be getting each question individually, and they'll be answered with write-ins, or I can give vague options if you guys want. That work?

>>394614
Yeah. The answers will be mostly write ins.

You spend a lot of time with Phil, who people keep calling ‘Sharkbait,’ for some reason. Hard to believe you never noticed that before.

Your skill in rifles raises noticeably, your groupings getting tighter, and your targets finding your sights quicker.

The same happens for Egor as you and Solomon work together on your firing in tandem. You imagine it will be different on moving targets, but for now, the training is nice, as is the socialization.


You also make two trips to the depot, once to pick up some gloves after you realized the ones that came with your suit were just as ruined as your hand was, and once almost immediately after to pick up some optics for Egor. The PKM thanks in it’s own, stoically silent way, in that your firings are more accurate, and fewer shots are wasted.

The day of your SoF interview arrives, and you reach the conference room at about 10:30, just as Jonas is leaving. You spare him a friendly wave, and walk inside.

The woman sitting at the head if the long, wooden table introduces herself as Veronica. Brief, simple questions are asked at first to set the mood for, and segue into the interview, before she gives you your first real question.

“So, Kowalski,” she begins, sliding her recorder closer to you. “It must have been once-in-a-lifetime feeling to win the Combatix tournament. Tell me, when was the first time you realized you had a chance of taking the whole thing?”

>Respond to Veronica

>When possible, I'll combine answers if a single one can't be agreed upon

>>394682
Well, our team had went in thinking we just wanted to get some practice and meet some other companies, but it really hit us that we had a chance when we took down Clara. It was cemented when we took down Colt Williams. Funny enough, I didn't really taste victory when we took down that last team. We were tired and stressed, but we were gonna win, and we did.

“Well,” you begin, remembering back to the tournament. “Our team had went in thinking we just wanted to get some practice and meet some other companies, but it really hit us that we had a chance when we took down Clara.” You say, remembering back to the stressful firefight that wounded Jonas, and ended in some action movie style improvisation. “It was cemented when we took down Colt Williams. Funny enough, I didn't really taste victory when we took down that last team. We were tired and stressed, but we were gonna win, and we did,” you say, nearing an end to your answer. “It didn't even really feel like we won until I put that last round into Dieter’s chest. Then it all kind of rushed in at once.”

She nods, smiling. That seems to have been a strong answer, the type she was looking for.

She makes a few notes while you wait a moment in silence before she begins again.

“So, Jan, if I can call you that,” she says as she finishes up her writing. “Was there any point you thought you might get eliminated? What was the hardest part of your time in the arena?”

>>394796
Well, I think the worst thing was the lack of a sleep schedule ans the MRE meals we had to eat. I also felt pretty bad about shooting Dieter.

>>394796
I am pretty sure no one else is writing because they don't like the roleplay sections. We'll get through this and we will be on our way to our next contract as a bodyguard.

>>394821
This, to get things moving

>>394845
Yeah, shit sucks. We'll move on, then.

>>394796

Any time we spent in the Business area, you always had to be keyed up and there was never a spot to take a breather. It wasn't until we got to the residential sections that I realized how stressed I was. Combatix did an amazing job with their simulation.

>>394862

Aww, alright, sorry I was late, been at work

>>394877
No worries, just seems folks are getting bored being on sick leave. I'll throw this in, though, post isn't quite done yet.

>>394894

Understandable, gotta keep the masses happy. Just my two cents though this is a pretty solid event for our sick leave though, if you were my RL GM I'd be happy with it. Allows some more relaxed interaction with the character

>>394921
That's kinda what I was aiming for. We'll get back into the shit in a hurry, though. Fret not, those who come to Contractor Quest for blood and mayhem.

Post almost ready. Just gotta fact check some stuff.

“Well,” you begin in response, “I think the worst thing was the lack of a sleep schedule and the MRE meals we had to eat. I also felt pretty bad about shooting Dieter. He was a good sport about it, though.”

“Although,” you say, thinking if there was ever a time you thoufht defeat was near. “Any time we spent in the Business area, you always had to be keyed up and there was never a spot to take a breather. It wasn't until we got to the residential sections that I realized how stressed I was. Combatix did an amazing job with their simulation.”

The questions continue in that vein for a while, and eventually drift to Nepal and the wounds you took there.

After about an hour, she thanks you for your time, and you run into Arne as you leave. The big Swede is rarely one for pleasantries, but you give each other slight greetings before moving on.

The next week seems to drag by, with little to do other than shoot, watch a few movies, and play with Casimir.

You do, however, get a text.

>From: Skyler Thompson
>Hey dude! Jordan got hacked in the arm with a machete the other day, so he’s on med leave for about a month, which means I’m free from his ‘mission against evil’ shit for a few contracts. Was digging around a few places I wasn't supposed to be, and came across this:

The following message is a screenshot of the page you get your contract offers on.

>Mission #2: Sumatran Coast
>Primary Objective: Hayden Paxton, the billionaire owner of the Clippers NBA team, and several friends and colleagues will be going on a fishing trip off the coast of several small Sumatran Islands known to be the home of an extremely hostile uncontacted tribe. Paxton would like a team of operatives on board his yacht for security in the event that mechanical failure, inclement weather, or other misfortune forces them ashore.
>NOTE: In the event contact is made, combat is likely to be chaotic and extremely dangerous. Due to the remoteness of the islands, support is unlikely to arrive for several days.
>Operative payout: 20,000 USD upon safe return of Paxton and others, with performance bonuses available should your services be required.
>Secondary objectives: N/A
>Operatives currently on mission: Andrea Poole (Long Range expert)
>Operatives suggested: Combat marksman x2, medic
>Difficulty rating: 0-8/10

He sends a third text immediately after
>From: Skyler Thompson
>So yeah! Plane leaves a few days after you’re scheduled to be cleared. Best case, we get paid a fuckton to sit on a yacht for a week or two drinkjng free liquor, and worst case we spend a couple days scaring off a few spear chuckers. What do you think? If you want, I can twist Tiffany’s arm to offer it to you. Technically fits the bill of what McDaniel wants.

>Accept the offer
>Deny the offer

>>394961
Can we research the natives first?

>>394967
A quick Google tells you they've attacked a number of anthropologist teams, and even killed a few journalists and a handful of stranded fishermen. Recent rumors point to cannibalism, but that's the kind if hearsay found on message boards and comment sections.

>>394961
>Accept the offer

Sounds good to me, about as exciting as any of the body guarding gigs we got were going to be

>>394980
Let's go for it then.

Alright, accepting the job. Writing.

You text Skyler telling him you’re in, and return to wallowing in your boredom. Your shoulder has full range of motion again, so you’re pretty upset you still have to wait.

The second day before the appointment to clear you for action, you wake up to yet another text

>From: Tiffany Murdock
>Hey, McDaniel wants see you in his office. Didn't really sound like a request. Wouldn't tell me why.

You sigh in exasperation. You don't want to be told you have to wait longer, but the owner gets what the owner wants.

You get ready for the day, making sure to look at least half presentable, and drive over to base.

You make your way through the HR wing, to the end, where you see McDaniel’s office. Knocking and entering, he shuts a laptop on his desk as he greets you. To his credit, his office isn't that much bigger than Tiffany’s, so he seems pretty down-to-earth.

“Kowalski,” he says gruffly as you take a seat across from him. “How’re you healing up? Robinson tells me you took quite a beating in Nepal.”

“I did, sir,” you reply to the mustachioed man, knowing his piercing green eyes would shred any lie. “I feel like I could get on a plane today if you’d let me, sir.”

“Yes, I imagine you do think so,” he says in return. “That’s what I’d like to speak to you about. Due to the… Unique nature of your wounds and recovery, I’d like you to spar a few rounds with Kristoff, make sure your hand can stand up to the stress. Before your appointment with Robinson, please.”

He brusquely opens the computer back up, making it clear the conversation is over.

You stand to leave, walking out the door. He wants you to go a few rounds with the bases resident hand-to-hand teacher, a former UFC heavyweight champion. Even not coming off crippling injuries, you’ve been avoiding the man like the plague.

>He said he’d ‘like’ you to. That makes it a request. You can refuse requests.
>McDaniel doesn't make requests. He’s just polite. Ish. Go to the gym and spar with Kristoff
>Write-in

>>395115
>>McDaniel doesn't make requests. He’s just polite. Ish. Go to the gym and spar with Kristoff
Fuck it just favor the other and then as soon as he feels he has the advantage slug him with million dollar hand.

>>395115
>McDaniel doesn't make requests. He’s just polite. Ish. Go to the gym and spar with Kristoff

>>395115
>McDaniel doesn't make requests. He’s just polite. Ish. Go to the gym and spar with Kristoff

Writing.

You know damn well that however nicely it was worded, you were given an order. You swing by your locker in the armory, and change into clothing more appropriate for sparring.

You enter the gym, and find Kristoff Wittman waiting for you. Jesus, you forgot how terrifying the man was. A full three inches taller and thirty pounds heavier than you, you knew this was going to be an ordeal. Most likely, a painful one.

He comes up, slapping you on your good shoulder. “McDaniel said he wanted me to see how you did in the ring. Come on, let’s get you suited up.”

“Suited up,” you ask the man. “What do you mean?”

“The old man wanted us to use some of the toys Combatix sent over for you guys winning the tournament.”

He leads you off to the training room, and you see the familiar wetsuit lookalike laying on a bench, a pair of strange goggles laying on top, along with three of the simulation melee weapons.

>Pick up the machete - lower DC to hit, but can only 1-shot on a crit. An attrition weapon.
>Pick up the tomahawk - higher DC to hit, but will be fatal at a lower DC. A shock and awe weapon
>Pick up the combat knife - A nice middle ground between the two

>>395209
>>Pick up the machete - lower DC to hit, but can only 1-shot on a crit. An attrition weapon.
Danny Trejo this bitch

>>395209
>Pick up the tomahawk - higher DC to hit, but will be fatal at a lower DC. A shock and awe weapon

WOODSMAN

>>395215
Seconded

>>395209
>Pick up the machete - lower DC to hit, but can only 1-shot on a crit. An attrition weapon.

Looks like we want to do the machete. Writing.

Rolled 5 (1d100)

You don the suit, and pick up a machete from the bench, the new goggles in your other hand. Wittman comes around the corner, also carrying a machete, with his goggles on.

“Augmented reality,” he says, pointing to them. “Gotta check them out, man.”

You slip the goggles over your eyes, and Kristoff is no longer wearing the slick black suit, but instead a full combat load, sans weapons. You assume the same for yourself.

You climb into the ring in the corner of the gym, and prepare yourself for the mock battle.

A few warm up swings of the machete, and a handful of stretches, and you give Kristoff the motion that you’re ready to start. He nearly immediately charges, his weapon held high, hoping to end the fight with size and ferocity.

>Kristoff is charging aggressively, preparing a downward strike.
>Plan of attack?
>Regardless of choice, give me 3 rolls of 1d100

Rolled 47 (1d100)

>>395307
>>Plan of attack?
Create the impression with some faints that we can't use our hurt arm, then after one or two smash him with it in a surprise move.

Rolled 53 (1d100)

>>395307
Sidestep and slash from what our amateur ass perceives as the proper distance to his outstretched arm. Hopefully we can try to keep it a maximum distance and not trip over our footwork.

Rolled 32 (1d100)

>>395307
I say take a knee and dodge his strike, and then strike ourselves.

I can work these into one attack. Writing.

You take a short step back, and feint a dodge to the right, which Kristoff bites hard onto. Dropping to a knee, you score a gash across his right thigh before popping back up to your feet to face the man.

It isn't much, but there’s a flash of slightly pixelated blood as the AR headset does it’s work, and the suit gives Wittman a slight limp in reaction to the largely superficial wound.

Kristoff, for his part, seems to have learned his lesson, and is now in a defensive posture, waiting for you to make a move.

>Plan of action? If it involves an attack, roll a 1d100

Rolled 26 (1d100)

>>395368
Launch forward so he moves to counter/strike us and jactually aim for the arm drive the "blade" unto his wrist and push forward scraping all the way up his arm.

he'd be dead from blood lose in minutes and arm ruined for ever.

Rolled 86 (1d100)

>>395368
>>Pick up the combat knife - A nice middle ground between the two
Feign an overhand slash into a thrust for the left thigh.

Rolled 100 (1d100)

>>395368
With his wounded leg, he will be a little slower. I say to run around him and try to keep slashing at his legs around the thighs.

Rolled 51 (1d100)

>>395392
Nice. Normally, this would be an instakill of some sort, but due to the fact that you mentioned legs, and I want to make sure the melee system is where I want it, we're gonna keep this going for a while.

Kristoff is attempting to counter, and I'm writing

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>>395406
):<

You charge the man, screaming with the blade overhead. Feinting a downward strike, you wait for him to put up his guard before pulling away at the last moment to drive a stab deep into his as-of-yet unwounded thigh.

He screams as the suit simulates the pain and locks up the leg. He does manage a very slight cut on your right shoulder, although it could have been as much by accident as anything intentional.

>Kristoff, slightly wounded right though, gravely wounded left thigh
>Jan, barely wounded right shoulder

>Plan of attack? If it includes an action, roll a 1d100

>>395417
Tell you what, when it comes time to end the fight, you'll get to write in how you want it done

Rolled 50 (1d100)

>>395434
As his mobility is extremely limited, I think we should try to get around him and slice him in the back.

Looks like everyone left. We'll pick up from here some time tomorrow, probably d a roll call around noon, see where we go from there.

Thanks for playing everyone.

>>395441
I think I am crashing. If you guys get to the end of the fight tonight, then one of you come up with a cool end. That is if it gets done tonight.

Rolled 60 (1d100)

>>395451
This, but id reckon we should charge to his right side so when he tried to dodge left hopefully the severe wound to his left tight will make him fall and then either a stab to the chest/rib or a slash with all our might to his face/neck

Rolled 12 (1d100)

>>395451
This, but slice at the head instead

Think we get a rankup in blade play for the 100? we are pretty nasty with a blade by the looks of this, pathological take down.
1) clip wings
2) break beak
3) Cut throat

Rolled 55 (1d100)

>>395499
Knife to the head

Rolled 9, 45 = 54 (2d100)

>>395683
You do, but more because of the performance in general, rather than just the crit. Kirstoff is trying something, and I'm writing

You drop back into a guard, and Kristoff charges you a second time, attempting to wrap you up, and bring you to the ground. He fails, but he does manage to score a cut across your belly as you spin away, and you return by giving him a slash across his back. Not terribly deep, but you knew this wouldn't be a one-and-done when you picked up the blade. No, the machete was death by a dozen cuts.

>Kristoff, slightly wounded right thigh, gravely wounded left thigh, moderately wounded back
>Jan, barely wounded right shoulder, moderately wounded abdomen

>Plan of attack? Roll 1d100

Rolled 53 (1d100)

>>395903
Dive at him under his grip/defense and drive the knife into his neck. He is mobility limited

Rolled 71 (1d100)

>>395903
feint him into attacking, then try to hit his elbows/armpits to disable his arms

Rolled 26 (1d100)

Alright. Kristoff attempts to counter, we'll see how that's going for hin

You make yet another feint, and dive under his cross swing, popping up behind him. You bring your machete down, hard, onto his right arm just above the elbow. He turns as quickly as he can, gripping the large blade in his off hand, now.

“It’s starting to look like I should have just given you a headkick to start this off,” he says, taking his obviously losing situation with a good sport about him.

He raise the blade in front of him, as he backs towards the ropes of the ring, in an attempt to keep you in front of him.

>Kristoff, slightly wounded right leg, gravely wounded left leg, moderately wounded back, crippled right arm
>Jan, barely wounded right shoulder, moderately wounded abdomen

>Plan of attack? Roll a 1d100

Rolled 70 (1d100)

>>395910
>>Plan of attack? Roll a 1d100
Dive and make it look like we are going for his last arm but actually drive the blade into his neck

Rolled 10 (1d100)

>>395910
>>395913
I'll support this

Rolled 23 (1d100)

Kristoff is making a last ditch effort, and I'm writing

You charge Wittman for what you’re sure will be the final attack. He attempts for a spinning backhand as you rush him, trying to use the weight and handle of the machete to turn the fight quickly in his favor.

He swings too slow, however, and the attack is easily ducked. With Kristoff so out of position, it is a simple matter to drive the machete into his throat. It’s a glancing blow, but the suit seems to think it’s enough, and a crimson torrent comes out the fresh wound in his neck.

>Combat over!

“Well,” he says rising when the suit unlocks, “I think I’ll go talk to McDaniel. You’re good to go.”

You thank him for the time, and change back into your clothes, wondering what to do with your time, now. It’s only about eleven am, so you’ve got most of the day to kill.

>Stick around base (Specify what to do, who to find, etc.)
>Find something around town (Specify)
>Just head home (will time skip to mission prep)

Alright, so that's melee. It went pretty well for you guys this time, but I think the point has been made that it can go bad in a hurry.

Did the melee system feel okay? Any changes that should be made to it?

>>395931
>Stick around base (Specify what to do, who to find, etc.)
see if we can't clean up our kit after Nepal, don't exactly want to rock up to our next gig all bloody

>>395932
went pretty well and felt impactful

>>395932
I think it's good, allows for a bit of freedom if we decide to be a nasty fighter.

>>395937
Cheating is encouraged in the field. No one wants to be honorable and dead here at Impact! Solutions.

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>>395941
I like what I'm reading

>>395944
Also, you gonna vote?

>>395931
>Stick around base (Specify what to do, who to find, etc.)
Go to the bar and see if we can find anyone to talk to

>>395931
>Just head home (will time skip to mission prep)
Time with Cassimir is best time

>>395936
>>395954
I think we should clean out our jit and then head home until the mission starts

>>395949
Of course you show up immediately after the fight ends. Sorry bro.

No updates for a while, gotta do a bit of driving. I'll do a roll call in a few hours

Who do we have around? Or do you contributing members of society have "jobs", and whatnot?

>>396114
Nah. Took a couple weeks of vacation.

>>396114
I'd join in but its 0224 here in my shitty timezone

>>396114
Well I'm present for what it's worth

>>396114
Working, so participation will be spotty.

Well alright. Three and a half is enough. Looks like we want to clean our gear then time skip to load out. That about right?

>>396146
Let's also purchase some nonlethal subdual options. Slaughtering natives can put us in hot water.

>>396146
Zip ties?

Zip ties you can snag from maintenance, and you can pick up a tazer and some CS gas from the CSD if you'd like. Not sure about prices, though, off the top of my head

>>396158
I'd prefer tear gas. And a lot of it.
Zip ties require us first to subdue people.

Maybe a shotgun/pistol with rubber bullets as well.

>>396158
We can check, but just shooting a few rounds in the air could scare them off

>>396162
we've already got pistols that can take rubber/less lethal rounds, it just requires changing rounds, so maybe a spare mag we keep separate for if we need less lethal in our AR/pistol.

a shotgun with some less lethal munitions might be worthwhile, but its very much a over-specialized thing, but you could take slugs and buckshot mainly and have some tazer/rubber slugs if need be, though you gotta be very away of the limitations of the weapon

>>396166
They're uncontacted, they probably don't know what guns are. They might get scared by the noise, but they also might not.

So to summarize, I propose to buy the following:

- Less-than-lethal rounds - two magazines for each of our handguns.
- Tear gas grenades x 8
- Some nonlethal melee option, like a police baton or a telescopic club
- No zip ties - we're unlikely to need to hold someone prisoner, and any boat has plenty of rope anyway.

A pump shotgun would run you 900 USD and can take less lethal and standard shells alike, all of which are provided free of charge by the company

>>396205
I'm a bit unwilling to splurge up on a shotgun if we can just change ammo in our pistols.

>>396201
>two magazines for each of our handguns.
we'd only need one for our G19, our G26 is our 'oh shit I really need to kill someone' gun

>>396205
hmm, I wonder, would a masterkey-like system be available for purchase to slap onto our spess fish gun?

>>396205
Will the yacht act as a homebase, allowing us to bring more equipment than we can normally bring into a firefight if we need more grenades or ammo?

>>396214
it would certainly make swapping loadouts easier and quicker

>>396214
I suppose it will. But let's keep our stuff in a single bag we can quickly grab if the yacht starts to sink.

>>396214
You definitely may. It'll have places for you to store any number of weapons and supplies

>>396225
I want to bring plenty of ammo for Egor.
Those natives won't show us any mercy, so we shouldn't hesitate to mow them down.

>>396240
Sure. Lets just wipe out an entire tribe that has been uninterrupted for thousands of years. I can condone killing one or two, but I see no reason to kill 10 or 20 or 30 of them.

You remember your combat vest is stained in blood from your shoulder wound, and from incidental contact with your mangled hand. While it made a badass shot for your picture in Soldier of Fortune, it’s hardly professional, and you decide to do your best to wash it clean.

You flag down a passing janitor on your way to the armory, and he lets you into a storage closet, where you leave with a variety of cleaning solutions and detergents.

After the better part of an hour, your vest is as clean as it’s getting. There’s still some discoloration, but it is no longer glaringly obvious that it was once nearly literally soaked in blood.

Satisfied with your work, you head home to spend the next three days getting ready to get back in action. Mostly, runs with Casimir and various exercises.

You also make trip over to the depot to grab a handful of tear gas grenades, and when you go up to pay, the man waves you off, saying something about “not charging you for doing your best not to kill anyone”, so that was nice.

You wake the morning you’re supposed to fly out, and make a mental inventory of what equipment is where, and what you want to bring with you.

>As usual, only listed items will be brought, and nothing will be retconned in. Ammo will be assumed with all weapons. Non lethal 9mm and 5.56 NATO also assumed.

>>396242
They're going to be coming at us with the full intention of killing everyone.
They've done it to everyone who came to their island, including defenseless fishermen who were shipwrecked.
When they attack, they'll get no mercy from me.

>>396252
This'll get us booted from Impact! faster than you can say "PR disaster". And after that we'll probably end up serving a life sentence.

>>396251
G19
G26
XM8
- 4x Scope
- Foregrip
MP5
- Laser/Tactical Flashlight
- MP5 Suppressor
Egor
- Accessory Rails
- Red Dot Sight
Ka-Bar
Kukri
Professional's Tactical Outfit
- Level III Armor Plates (because of spears)
Combat Helmet
Tactical Belt
Improved IFAK
Red Smoke Grenade
*All the tear gas grenades
Tacticool Backpack (to keep everything in)
9Bang Grenade
Frag Grenade
Concealed Vest w/Soft Armor (for the principal in case we do end up in combat)

>>396251
>>396251
The tear gas, Igor, our vest with the secret pockets and everything, our Glock G19, Kukri machete, tactical outfit, and zip ties. I think that should be good.

>>396270
Do you think we will need all that for protecting a few Billionaires from natives?

>>396281
The natives, maybe not. But there is a high chance of pirates.
It IS Sumatra, in Southeast Asia, in one of the most important shipping areas.

>>396281
Now that I think about it, we could meet some pirates. So Egor can come in useful.

Let's also take enough nonlethal ammo to share with others just in case.

>>396291
I thought about the Pirates, but it just seems like a lot. I mean 5 guns? I was thinking Igor, our MP5, and maybe our G26

>>396299
I think we could leave out MP5, but it's not like we have to lug everything around ourselves. Might as well take it along. Start some rumors about "that crazy-prepared Pole".

>>396304
>Start some rumors about "that crazy-prepared Pole".
I wanted to get some drones, but we don't have the time to get trained on them.
As an electrical engineer and dedicated communications specialist, drones are a natural progression of our skillset.

>>396304
What if something happens to the boat and we lose it? I think we should leave the MP5, but bring the XM8. Leave the G19 too.

>>396313
Ok, we'll leave Egor at home.

>>396316
Everything else can be replaced.

>>396316
Well, now I am thinking about the pirates. I think Egor would be very helpful taking down a boat. We would also need a rifle if they boarded and a pistol if something happened to the rifle. If we have A LMG, we should use the LMG.

>>396322
What will we do if Egor drowns?

>>396270
Let's add a roll of duct tape.

Maybe we'll need to throw everything into the bag and tape it to some flotation vests if the yacht goes down.

>>396251
I forgot about an important detail - a gas mask.

>>396326
Make sure he doesn't. If we have a strap, we could hold on to him. We can't keep him sheltered. I don't think he would like that. We could fasten some flotation device just in case.

>tfw a one off joke for a crit success becomes the most beloved character of the quest

I don't know how I should feel about this

>>396346
4chan will grab at the first waifu to appear in the quest.

>>396346
This is your creation, Doctor Frankenstein.

So, what do we want to bring? Looks like the big list up there is pretty agreed upon except for guns.

>>396357
That entire list. But for guns, the majority wants Igor. I say one Glock, and the XM8.

>>396357
The list plus a gas mask and duct tape.

>>396363
Igor and Egor are two completely different names.
Egor is pronounced like 'Yegor'

>>396372
It auto corrected. I'll have to add it to my word dictionary, along with numerous verbal insults.

G19
G26
XM8
- 4x Scope
- Foregrip
MP5
- Laser/Tactical Flashlight
- MP5 Suppressor
Egor
- Accessory Rails
- Red Dot Sight
Ka-Bar
Kukri
Professional's Tactical Outfit
- Level III Armor Plates
Combat Helmet
Tactical Belt
Improved IFAK
Red Smoke Grenade
4 tear gas grenades
Tacticool Backpack
9Bang Grenade
Frag Grenade
Concealed Vest w/Soft Armor

There will be no penalties for taking extra weapons. You'll still only be able to use them one at a time, but they can be prepared like you did for the assault in Nepal, sitting next to you in case they're needed. For those worried about sinking, there are numerous lifeboats on the ship with plenty of room for all gear. There is also a small 4 seat helicopter on a helipad. It's a big yacht.

>>396415
Please add a gas mask. It would be unbecoming to be done in by our own tear gas.

>>396421
Added, free of charge by the armory.

>>396415
If we have all those tear gas grenades, we need a gas mask.

Well, that was a lit of discussion for the first list and a gas mask. But, that's how she goes. Speak here, or forever hold your peace

>>396464
I think we're ready to go.

>>396464
Green light is a go

OH hey, contractor quest, and I can actually be online to play it.

I'm the guy who rolled a nat 1 and fucked our hand[/spoler]

>>396464

Green for go

>>396554
You mean got us a cool new cyber hand.

Writing, finally.

You spend a long time staring at your safe, trying to decide if you’re willing to risk Egor on the open seas.

Eventually, Egor’s puppy eyes convince you that a life lived sheltered is a life lived in waste, and pack him up, as well as sliding the g19 onto your belt, under your shirt.

You snag some magazines of less-lethal ammo at the armory, as well as a gas mask and a few spare filters, before loading up the XM8 and your MP5, as well as various attachments. You slide the g26 into the compartment behind your armor plate, and shove a truly righteous amount of equipment and firepower into a single duffel bag. You’re afraid, for a moment, that the bag is about to tear at the seams, but it holds fast. Satisfied, you drive out to the airfield.

Skyler and Tiffany notice your approach, and he gives her a small kiss and a deep hug before boarding the plane, giving you a small wave.

You walk up to Tiffany, and perform the strange ritual of trading your car keys for her dossier, and she asks you the question you’ve come to expect.

“All the info’s on there, but if you have any questions, you should ask them now.”

>Any questions for Tiffany regarding the mission, the client, or your teammates?