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>"I know what you can do so don't think about trying. I've got turrets ready to perforate you, not saying where."

With a more physical approach out of the question, you try an...unorthodox idea. Feeling a bit devious you place your hands on Gertude's shoulders.

>"Whirl, what're you d- HNGAAH!!"

In two swift movements, you pull down her jacket and pull up her wet shirt for a surprise present to Grant. She looks pretty scrawny without her jacket, such skinny arms.

Flustered and annoyed, the aspirant hastily pulls down her shirt, crosses her arms over her chest, and leans away from you. While the man behind the camera just makes some remarks.

>"Whew laddette, don't you know even small breasts need bras?"

With his attention very perked up, you hear him out for whatever he has to say.

>"Heh, that was really wild of you, whoever you are. You too, Gertude. You're sorta awkwardly cute when you're flustered. Or is it because you're clinging to your old heterosexuality?"

The aspirant stays silent, either because she's upset or she's getting too sleepy to focus.

>"Lemme guess, you're here for Petroleum? He's at the very center of this dungeon, obviously, but should buzz off for now or I deploy actual battle drones against you. Unless you're willing to make it worth my while. Maybe bring a few more friends over, like that girl you hang out with. How about that? The maids were getting boring anyway."

That sounded pretty obnoxious. You burn the camera to show him you mean business. The aspirant has some concerns.

>"You know he can still activate whatever's in this room...if there is any."

You tell her if that's true, he would've done it by now. You hear Grant's voice again, there is probably other speakers in this room.

>"What? So I guess that's a no? Or is that a yes? It's hard to tell. Whatever, I'll see you later anyway so you have plenty of time to make up your mind."

--

Meanwhile, Elisabeth is soundly resting by herself, on a table, in public, with a potted flower on top of her.

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(Rolled 2 on 1d6)
>Because reasons, the side effects of Nicotine's hormones kick in and incapacitate Karina for the time being, in a lewd fashion, having her taken back to recover. Meanwhile, apologize to Gertude, saying you "really wanted to" and that you will try to remain professional for the remainder of the mission. You then proceed on to the next room, with another mini boss awaiting you.

Karina remains standing idly, unaffected by the pheromones due to air diffusion. She gets called over to help with cleaning the place up.

Meanwhile, you and Gertude are still inside the structure, looking for Petroleum or Grant. You sincerely apologize to the aspirant for your earlier behavior, explaining your whims and promising to be better in the future.

>"It's fine...I think. I'm not used to be on the receiving end of lewds but I could use a hug though."

Meanwhile, Karina remains standing idle outside, maybe the pheromones didn't reach her. She gets called to help out in miscellaneous matters.

++++++++++++

(Rolled 1 (Red) on 1d4, Nicotine's Spinner—Red Yellow Green Blue)
>Nicotine: be teasing caffeine and aspirin to take the edge off the day's bloodshed.
>You know exactly what kind of teasing this means.
>Heck, maybe you could even give your spinner a go. How does that thing work again?

For the duration of this segment, you are Nicotine—head of the Red Light District. You withdraw your SPINNER from your inventory. This little trinket here's got four colors and the arrow at the center chooses which one. You normally use it in gambling but it's a bit fun to just flick it every once in a while.

You turn your attention to Aspirin and Caffeine, who are tending to the wounded. Those two could be a potential item, and you feel like pulling some strings to see how it goes. You ask them what they feel about each other.

>"Nope, no feelings of aggression at all, in case you're thinking about the gas. I appreciate your concern"

>"Same here, I made sure to hold my breath when I was picking everyone up. Oof, you're all heavy by the way."

That was disappointing, maybe you should try playing cupid after this whole shebang. After all, the head doctor can peer into your noggin...but maybe that's an advantage. Before you depart you tell the future lovebirds they would make a wonderful couple. You imagine a sickeningly-sweet image of their possible marriage just to seal the deal. Afterwards you walk away, savoring the shocked look on their faces.

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(Rolled 4 on 1d6)
>Elisabeth awakes from her slumber and comes back for round two vs big guy; helps the duo get further in and joins the party

The head maid suddenly rises from her slumber and moves back into the structure despite the medics protesting otherwise. She's not gonna let Grant get away with this further bullshit, especially with how he treated her.

After some hustling, she catches up to both of you—moments away from turning a corner.

(3/3)

>>598783
Ask if Elisabeth knows where Grant is, and glance around the room to see if there are any more cameras.

Rolled 1 (1d6)

>>598783
Elisabeth procures her pistol and explains route to former employer. Also calls Grant a few choice titles for insulting maids past and present

Rolled 5 (1d6)

>>598812

>>598783
Inquire if she is still capable if fighting after being gassed up and eletrocuted. Agree for her to leadbthe way if she insists.

Rolled 1 (1d6)

>>598812

Rolled 1 (1d6)

>>598783
Whirlpool, you doofus, you forgot all about the different observational settings of your hud! Flip through them at a rapid pace to see if you can spot anything interesting in the surroundings. Just be careful with the radiation emitting ones.

Rolled 5 (1d6)

>>598783
REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
The Final boss comes to rekt our shit

Rolled 6 (1d6)

>>598833

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>>598838

Rolled 1 (1d6)

>>598838
Oh god

Rolled 1 (1d6)

>>598812
Rolling for justice

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>>598800
You ask Elisabeth, the supposed head maid, about Grant's location.

>"Yeah I know where that brigand is, he's probably hiding in the security room, manning the cameras."

>>598812
>>598818
>>598827
>>598874
She tries to draw her pistol but finds it confiscated from her person.

>"Bah! I'll have to make do with-"

Her knife is also missing, which prompts her to swear in contrast to her elegant appearance.

>"Well that's fucking bullshit. Anyway I've been through this household—if you can call it that—dozens of times. I don't see the boss' room anywhere. It's like he has a secret room or something. Do you have something I could use?"

>>598820
You ask her if she can still fight.

>"Nothing too difficult for me, I've been through worse. The gas just makes me more...fight-y. I could use some warm-up however."

>>598833
>>598840
You try to very carefully flip through your visor's settings to spot any anomalies. You don't know how to to properly interpret your findings yet you think you saw a lot of wiring running through the infrastructure with the glimpse of the X-Ray Setting.

>>598838
>>598845
>>598851
>>598914
You'll have to save the investigative work for later, as the wall just crumbled down into smithereens. The nearby lights flicker into dimness and a filtered voice reaches your ears.

>"You guys are taking too long. Shouldn't there be more of you?"

Rolled 4 (1d6)

>>599208
Shoot the kneecaps

Rolled 2 (1d6)

>>599208
Smash open the gas mask that person should be wearing while Elisabeth goes back for her stuff.

Rolled 4 (1d6)

>>599208

The final boss sounds like Donald Duck

Rolled 4 (1d6)

>>599234

Rolled 3, 6 = 9 (2d6)

rolling for opposing actions

Rolled 4 (1d6)

>>599239

>>599208
Elisabeth decides to break into former security room to acquire guns and knives behind BBEG's back

Rolled 5 (1d6)

>>599208
Boss: Take out the one in the yellow suit first, she's the instigator. Traitors can be dealt with after.
I suggest using your SPECIAL ABILITY for the task.

Rolled 1 (1d6)

>>599272
Forgot to roll

Rolled 2, 1 = 3 (2d6)

>>599272
>>599273

Rolled 5 (1d6)

>>599273

Rolled 5 (1d6)

>>599272
Rolling for this

Rolled 6 (1d6)

Rolling for Elisabeth to use weapons from this to sneak attack boss. >>599302 >>599279

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[u]test[/u]

>>599239
>>599260
Gertude blurts into laughter.

>"PFFFHAHAHA- Holy shit you sound so stoopid!"

>"Hang on, let me fix up my voice modulator."

He takes a brief moment to crack his neck and make personal adjustments. His voice changes to something like a medium-sounding adult. However there's a tinge of static to his speech.

>"Ah well, this should do. So, are you ready to get your ass kicked?"

>>599258
>>599233
>>599234
>>599272
>>599273
>>599279
>>599283
>>599286
>>599302
As the action unfolds, Elisabeth retreats behind the scenes.

Still wielding your RIOT GUN-TONFAS, you pepper away at his kneecaps. However, it seems to have little effect other than distracting him. You try to take advantage of the opportunity by switching to your BREACHING HARPOON and going to his face.

>"So you're the one who is ruining my sandbox!"

Your opponent counterattacks, smacking your harpoon away and pummeling you in short order. Despite having maximum mobility he found a good opportunity while you were mid-air and dealt you some serious hits. Before he pounds your face in, Elisabeth emerges from out of nowhere, brandishing an assault rifle. It doesn't immediately perforate him but at least you're not the sole focus of his anger.

Meanwhile Gertude is stunned from the suddenly action in front of her! What should be her next action?

>Get help, pronto! Hope they'll be fine when reinforcements arrive
>Get Elisabeth to rescue Whirlpool while she tries to keep him busy

>>599847
>Get Elisabeth to rescue Whirlpool while she tries to keep him busy

Rolled 1 (1d6)

>>599847
>Get Elisabeth to rescue Whirlpool while she tries to keep him busy
Keep laying down a suppressing fire with the machine gun while saving Whirlpool. Should make Whirlpool the new Master to gain class bonuses

Rolled 2 (1d6)

>>599847
Whirlpool: Deploy that suit pod right on top of this sucker, and use the distraction to try to impale him somewhere good and activate your harpoon for some serious damage.

Rolled 6 (1d6)

>>599870

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>>599875

Rolled 5 (1d6)

>>599847
Take pot shots at his stupid, realistic face.

Rolled 1 (1d6)

Somewhere outside, a janitor tries her best to clean up the most terrible mess to ever happen to the facility. Those bloodstains will take forever to get out. She needs to ask for a raise. Her feet hurt. She wants to go home and play tabletop roleplaying games.

Rolled 6 (1d6)

>>599911
Rolling for this as a side event

Rolled 5, 6, 5 = 16 (3d6)

Rolling for:
- Enemy attack
- Gertude
- Random event

Rolled 1 (1d6)

>>599911

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This update took a while to write

New discord link because I keep forgetting to set things permanent: https://discord.gg/XEMZncd

For the duration of this update, you are Gertude Stampian, the eccentric aspirant.

>>599854
>>599870
>>599882
You want to play hero for a bit and instruct the maid girl to bring Whirlpool to safety. She doesn't seem to believe you.

>"Are you insane!?"

Sort of. You promise that you'll do everything to keep him busy at all costs and insist that the cat-eared helmet lady be rescued pronto. You? You have other plans. After all, you did promise to 1v1 the next asshat to serve himself on a platter and you've been meaning to get coolness points.

>>599875
>>599897
As she was being carried (or dragged) away to safety, Whirlpool unleashes her REPAIR POD right from her inventory. Holy shit! Where does she get all these toys? She aimed it wrong though and falls completely short of her target. At least it was enough of a distraction to break his focus so that the maid can get her out of here.

>>599903
You brandish your THOMPSON CONTENDER and fire a hollowpoint slug. Despite his robotic body, the bullet takes a chunk off of his shoulders, ticking him off on the process. At least his attention is diverted from going after Whirlpool. Unfortunately this means you're gonna get the brunt of his anger. Welp.

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>>601016
>>600012
Despite its stylishness, your gun's single-shot nature is really biting you in the ass in such a critical time. You obviously don't have time to reload so in desperation you switch your grip and wield it like a small club. Shit, you feel nervous at having to do this for realsies.

Your efforts seem to be moot as he just closed the distance and swatted your weapon away. He then follows up with a knee to your gut, leaving you winded. Holy fuck. That. STINGS.

And that was just the entree. He proceeds to beat you up like a vicious thug, at least he's not some commando who will physically dismantle you with the power of CQC. You hope you can keep it together for a little bit longer.

Several blows in, you feel the sensation of bleeding accompanied by throbbing pain. Ouch. You haven't felt that horrid sensation in a long while. All this hurt is giving you a good wakeup call. Another concussion, blurring your vision monetarily. As you feel your grip on life slipping away, time seems to dilate. Maybe that's life's way of giving the dying one last chance for introspection. You could use the thinking space. You guess there's more to adventure than you thought, you didn't really have a taste of the risks until now. Look at Karina and Vector, they seem to know their stuff when it comes to the real thing. Props to Whirlpool, too. She did a good job avoiding death all while rallying against Petroleum. Speaking of Petroleum, could this guy be it? He does match the description after all, or maybe he's just some robot super-soldier as his trump card.

You find yourself on the floor after eating a nasty elbow strike. He places his foot on you, mumbling something you can't make out. That's enough, whoever this guy is, you're not going to take this any longer. If you're going down, he'll have to keep you down. You tap into a murky wellspring deep within your subconsious, digging deep and digging hard. He kicks you away when you start lashing out with renewed vigor. The fiery words of a long-deceased motivational speaker float into your mind.

It's time to put that resilient obsession of yours to good use and activate your METEO GAMBIT: Revenant of Tirad Pass.

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>>601020
>>599911
>>599919
>>600884
Meanwhile a female janitor is outside the structure, cleaning up after the mess of blood and body parts. The carnage only serves to stress her further since she was supposed to be asleep on her break. Too bad, here she is anyway. Ugh, midnight cleaning is such a bother especially with all of this debris. She better get a raise for this.

She sighs wistfully then looks around to spot a housemaid dragging some cat-helmet-wearing girl away from the carnage. Shortly after she hears a blood-curdling shriek, something that sounds a giant mutant panther's roar mixed with a werewolf's howl. She puts two and two together and assumes that the former is a result of whatever is causing the latter.

She uses her mop's SLICK LUBRICATION to quickly transport herself over to the possible source of the commotion. There she witnesses a brutal clash between an android and some woman who's too stubborn to quit. The latter is barely standing but soldiers on despite her injuries. The former tries to ask for assistance.

>"Hey you! Get this crazy bitch off of my trail!"

The janitor's not sure if she should do anything or not.

--

Your are now Whirlpool again and you hope Gertude's doing okay. Whoever he is, he did a number on you. At least you're still conscious.

(3/3)

Last post for the night. It seems my routine is a burst of activity in the morning, one update in the afternoon and one update at night if possible.

Rolled 4 (1d6)

>>601024
Gertude: throw the water vial you totally remember having at Petroluem to fry his circuits, but miss and hit the floor instead.
Whirlpool: see the teleportation opportunity and deploy your own water vial, combine with your harpoon, and do a rising drill uppercut right into Petroleum's head.
Janitress: slowly back off from the conflict and continue cleaning somewhere else.
Elisabeth: be amazed at what had just transpired.

Rolled 4 (1d6)

>>601128

Rolled 3 (1d6)

>>601024
Elisabeth draws suppressed pistol she stole from the security room and engages boss w/ this distraction >>601128

Rolled 4 (1d6)

>>601475
Rolling for this

Rolled 5 (1d6)

>>601024

Janitesse: clean the floor with the crazy chick

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

Rolling for:
- If Gertude snaps out of it or she keeps lashing out
- If the boss can keep going
- Random event

Rolled 3 (1d6)

Janitor: Use that Cleaning Foam grenade you've been saving for a rainy day. You know for a fact that the foam is impossible to remain upright in, because it's incredibly slippery. Even your tactical galoshes can't gain traction, making it better to use by sitting back and watch as the miraculous bubbles clean an entire room at once.

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

>>602433
>>601475
>>601128

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Pardon the delay, had IRL struggles

>>602416
>>602798

>>601128
>>601167
Despite the unbridled will to survive, Gertude retains enough sense to recall the water vial Whirlpool gave her and flings it at her opponent.

>"(foreign language swearing)!!!"

He nonchalantly hits it mid-air, spilling its contents by his feet.

>"Really? A vial of water? You think I'm not waterproof?"

Meanwhile, you're picking up another puddle to use as an entry point. You're feeling shaken from the earlier beatdown but you're not out just yet. You break one of your remaining vials to create a puddle and prepare your SPATIAL TRANSPORT. As you jump in through the puddle portal, Elisabeth follows suit right behind you!

>"I can't let go face him again by yourself!"

You don't know how much power your suit has left, but your activate your KRAKEN'S BEAK once more during the transition. You emerge from the other side with your drill hand raised—hitting him right in the face! His head shatters from the piercing impact and debris scatter everywhere.

Strangely enough he is still standing (shakily) despite the apparent lack of a head. Elisabeth puts a few holes in him just to knock him down.

You hear someone from the speakers again, this time from a different voice.

>"Well how about that."

>>601475
>>601931
Elisabeth finishes him off with several bullets at vital points, even though he seems to be an android. At least the ballistic perforation was enough to put him down for good...or so you thought. You hear someone from the surrounding speakers and this time it's not Grant.

>"Well how about that."

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>>606355


>>602354
>>602433
The action overwhelms the janitor, who is watching from the sidelines the entire time. In a fit of panic she throws an experimental CLEANING GRENADE designed to wash an entire area with sudsy bubbles and slippery foam. To her surprise, the detergent explosive is more potent than she anticipated. The entire room is blasted with a scented tsunami, sweeping everyone off their feet from the slippery liquid. You see yourself outside the indoor structure while Gertude appears to have snapped out of her trance.

Oh shit, that's right, she's probably hurt very badly right now.

(2/2)

Rolled 2, 4, 3 = 9 (3d6)

>>606357
Whirlpool: What you're in probably counts as a puddle. Teleport Gertude out of there and to somewhere safe.

Someone at the medical facility: Have a puddle laid down in the corner as an intelligent afterthought. Possibly Betelgeuse?

Janitor: Go get Beg, for more grenades, that was actually pretty awesome, and you could probably clean up outside in no time with some of those bad boys.

I don't know how many dice to roll for this so I'll just roll one for each person it assumes control of

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

Here Goes

Rolled 6, 3, 5 = 14 (3d6)

Here Goes

>>606415
>>606417
Well, it seems you have a major fluke with your internet connection. I'll just disregard your first roll for the time being.

Update is already fully-written (two-parts) but completion of the visual asset is interrupted due to IRL matters.

My apologies.

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

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Did I say two-parts?

>>606355
It seems in my haste ignorance that I completely neglected the repeating statements. My errata is that the part that starts with "Elisabeth..." is placed at the relevant commands. (aka the second iteration is canon)

>>606377
>>606417
>>606738
You use your SPATIAL TRANSPORT abilities to bring Gertude to safety but it seems your SUIT is running low on POWER. If it runs out, you lose all your abilities and you'd be very encumbered.

Outside the scene, Errai has just spilled a small puddle right near her. She is worried about you and hopes for your safety. She ponders if she could play a more significant role in this conflict, but maybe it's for the best that she stayed away from the action. Perhaps being your emotional rapport should be enough for the time being.

>"Whirlpool?"

The puddle glows with the interaction of spatial manipulation...yet she is greeted with an exhausted Gertude. She feels disappointment and worry that Whirlpool has yet to return, but she dismisses the selfish notions. Instead, she scurries off to fetch the aspirant some medical attention.

Meanwhile the janitor runs shakily makes her way out of the structure, trying to avoid slipping on the wet floor like so many civilians. Although the CLEANING GRENADE she used was experimental, she can request for more at the staff lounge somewhere below. Maybe the tinkerers can make newer, better ones with less chances of collateral cleaning. But first she has to actually get out of here and maybe find a good change of clothes. It's hard to do stuff when you're one misstep away from slipping.

Whirlpool:
>Stand up and retreat
>Look for Elisabeth
>Search for the Repair Module to recharge immediately
>Write-in

Errai:
>Venture out and seek Whirlpool
>Stay here and keep waiting for her
>Enlist another person
>Write-in

>Optional write-in for outside elements

Gone for the rest of the night

Rolled 6 (1d6)

>>607029
Recharge immediately, that pod is sturdy as shit, and anyone breaking in would have a very bad time because of certain lethal factors to unsuited users.
Take some of petroleum's discarded parts in with you, if you can find them.

Errai should enlist HAVELYN. Dude is a juggernaut.

Janitor: On second thought, maybe you should check on those people from before. One of them did seem pretty beat up in that fight. You'd hate to have someone's blood on your hands and floors.

Rolled 4 (1d6)

>>607029
Have Elisabeth track down Whirlpool and companions; she doesn't want to let her future payroll out of sight

Rolled 1 (1d6)

>>607029
Errai: get called over by Betelgeuse about a problem involving a small child wearing a frog hat.

Rolled 5, 4 = 9 (2d6)

>>607483
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WELP FUCK DUE TO INCOMPETENCE OF ME LEAVING MY POWER CHARGER AT HOME, THERE WON'T BE UPDATES FOR THE REST OF THE DAY.

AND TO THINK I PSYCHED MYSELF UP TO HAVE SOME MORE RESOLVE

Rolled 3 (1d6)

>>608529
QM: use your unbridled rage to release your Id

Rolled 2 (1d6)

>>608529
Gertude: feel the need to sexually humiliate yourself for some reason.

Rolled 6 (1d6)

>>608673

Rolled 2 (1d6)

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>>607059
You stand up, with mild difficulty, and make your way towards the REPAIR MODULE you left earlier. You also pick up the broken robot body that, presumably, belongs to Petroleum. Apart from the missing head and bullet holes, it is mostly intact. It doesn't hold any special technology that could upgrade your SPATIAL DISTORTION so naturally the metal scraps are going straight to your DAMAGE RESISTANCE. Managing your resources very carefully, you narrowly avoid dropping your EXCELLENT MOBILITY to Above-Average. You're not sure how you could add more armor in the future without compromising your agility.

Back behind the scenes, Errai asks for Havelyn's help.

>"I believe we have not been acquainted yet, but I implore you to look after the well-being of my lover. She is the distinct individual, we've all been acquainted with."

>"She means a lot to you, doesn't she?"

For a strange man dragged into an unfamiliar world, he's pretty astute. He agrees to the request and sets out in search of you.

Meanwhile the janitor changes her mind and goes back to look for survivors. Being responsible for the scented deaths of possibly three individuals might kill her subsequent paychecks. She makes a u-turn and heads back to the room where the cleaning grenade exploded.

>>607215
And she finds Elisabeth entering the same room from a different hallway. Both of them are staring at each other intently.

>"You."

>"You too."

>>607483
>>607886
Errai would accompany Havelyn had it not been for her mother calling for her attendance.

>"Mother, what is the disturbance?"

>"We have a persistent juvenile and his incessant behavior is irritating."

Right on cue, a young boy wearing a frog hat scampers past them followed by (presumably) his exasperated caretaker.

>"Wait! We're not supposed to be here!"

Or maybe she's just a hapless civilian who stumbled upon this mess.

>>608673
>>608698
Gertude remembers something from her old life, specifically how she would make lewd jokes to all her male friends and see the awkward look on their faces. Too bad none of them lived long enough to actually make it happen. Still, she considers it's high time to actually live up to them...or maybe not. The thought of it still flusters her, she's still too straight for that! And yet...

She doesn't notice Aspirin giving her a weird look.

>"You and you, look after her. She might be trying to cope with stress and a concussion or something."

>>608544
>>608707
I would but then my teacher for the day showed up and he uses the same laptop brand as me. I only lasted long enough to make this update.

>>609232
Ammonia and elizabeth: Have a bit of a rivalry in your past.

Whirlpool: Open up STAT ALLOCATION, maybe we can shunt some things around to move our general points to spacial distortion and use the rest of the body to increase damage reduction without sacrificing mobility.

Rolled 1 (1d6)

>>609232
Professional nod between both Maid and Janitor, before both stand by to await Whirlpool's emergence from the Repair Pod.

Rolled 2 (1d6)

>>609232
Yorune: use your special ability, Time Shenanigans, to make the woman trip and fall, and taunt her for thinking she can catch you, then run and disappear sight.
Errai: help up the woman that just suddenly tripped and ask who she is, who the boy is, and why she is chasing him.
Gertude: attempt to live up to lewd jokes before getting restrained.

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>>609241
>>609414
Elisabeth and the janitor recognize each other with outright hostility.

>"If it isn't the ragamuffin from Colony Outpost 13. I see you've decided to follow my footsteps and try to make something better out of your sorry self."

>"I go by Ammonia now, Head Janitress of Resorcinol, and I've been working here longer than you and you'd notice that if you bothered to stick your head out of this shoebox of a district.

>"And you're still a grimy slob who couldn't understand elegance if it hit her on the head. I think I'm better off here while you look after the common filth like the plebian that you are."

>"Hey, at least I'm doing -real- cleaning here. I'm the one who does the dirty job! I'm the one who actually has to look after this place! I'm the one who has to deal with everyone's messes! While all YOU ever did is clean your master's pipes!"

>"Oh! OH!! It. Is. On!"

You're too caught up with tinkering with your stats to look at the unfolding carnage. Considering that all you've done is fuse foreign material with your suit, you could reallocate the native material from your armor into upgrading your M.M. UNIT. Unfortunately you only really have five points, unless you misremembered. You could theoretically upgrade your SPATIAL DISTORTION with foreign material but it would have to be extremely high-tech like a jar of nanobots or an alien power source.

>>609438
The frog-hatted kid tries to do something but nothing actually happens. The civilian catches up to him and holds him up.

>"Sorry about that! He seemed like a wayward kid and I tried going after him. Next thing I knew I ended up here!"

Meanwhile Gertude, either due to shyness or immense body pain, fails to do a thing.

Going to sleep, will return in 10-12 hours just to be realistic

Rolled 4 (1d6)

>>609513
Maid takes a deep breath and ends the squabble with an open-ended comment. Then patiently awaits the exit of Whirlpool, to discuss future plans of assault.

Rolled 4 (1d6)

>>609513
Yorune: slap the civilian right across the face and bolt out of there, encountering more of characters. Also contemplate as to why you are running to figure out why you're powers aren't working.

Rolled 2 (1d6)

>>609524
Rolling for future employment with Whirlpool and comrades

>>609513
We might get good mileage if we MAXIMIZE SPACIAL DISTORTION and INCREASE DAMAGE RESISTANCE AS HIGH AS POSSIBLE after that. I've been wanting to see what kind of sick stunts we could pull.

Plus with higher defenses we could just walk past grant's bullshit.

Of course, we could ALTERNATIVELY switch things so we have max defense, as high as possible mobility, and leave spacial distortion as a dump stat.

What do you all think?

>>609513
Ammonia: Ask what the hell is even going on around here. Actual gore and dismemberment outside, androids and people fighting, weird people with catgirl helmets.

On that thought, check to see if you're dreaming. You WERE supposed to be asleep on break, after all.

>>610443
I believe in having max mobility and high as possible defence. I generally don't think our weapon set would really complement a tank role, and Kraken's Beak is more offensive anyways. Although it would complement a tank set, I'd rather have it as a trump card than as something more commonly used.

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

>>609524
>>609948
>>610195

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>>609524
Elisabeth tries to call the impending skirmish off.

>"Ergh, I guess I'm at fault for falling to your taunts but we can resume our spat at another time. It's late at night and we're both in the middle of a conspiracy here. If it makes you feel better, we'll negotiate in my bedroom later."

>"...Fiiiine, but remember that I intend to settle our score later."

>"Duly noted."

>>610195
Elisabeth considers being under your employ, but she's yet to familiarize herself with you. She's on the fence for the time being.

>>609948
The civilian gets a slap on her face and the frog-hatted kid scurries off. Running away, he ponders why he doesn't have the same superpowers as his favorite cartoon. He then considers the possibility that he might have a different set of powers. He also remembers that it's past his bed time and has messed up a wine shop some time ago.

Meanwhile in at the Consumer District...

>"My Vernors! Oh my beautiful Vernors!"

>>610443
>>611216
You could do that, allocate all the points spent on MOBILITY into SPATIAL DISTORTION and use the remaining scrap to increase your DAMAGE RESISTANCE at the cost of losing your agile advantage.

On the other hand you could compromise by allocating your sole point in S.D. and put it into D.R.. Or have your mobility be the Above-Average stat. And then there's always the option of simply allocating the material to reinforce your equipment.

>>610488
Ammonia's swallows some of her pride and asks about the whole situation.

>"Alright alright, so what's going on here? Am I not just knocked out by my cleaning grenade?"

>"I don't know either, but it looks like something big is up and it probably has something to do with Petroleum. I took one look outside and I see armed policemen and medics everywhere."

>"And I see nothing but blood, debris and extra hassles. Let's just wait for her to come back or something. I'm not getting paid enough for this."

+++++++++++
Whirlpool:
>Remain as-is
>Max Mobility, High D.R. and Poor S.D.
>Max D.R., High Mobility and Poor S.D.
>Max S.D., High D.R. and Poor Mobility
>Apply material to your equipment instead (specify)

>Other write-in for outside elements

>>612619
>Max Mobility, High S.D. and Poor D.R.
>Apply material to your equipment instead (specify)
Integrate the material from the android to boost the suit's damage resistance

Rolled 3 (1d6)

>>612619
>Max Mobility, High D.R. and Poor S.D.
I guess if there's any material left over after that, we could see about reinforcing our gunfas. No guarantee there's gonna be much left, though.

Wonder if the suit's gonna look a lot more armored than before when we come out.

>CLEANBOT: ARRIVE ALREADY, YOU ONE MILE AN HOUR PIECE OF SHIT.
Roll is just for the bot

Rolled 5 (1d6)

>>612701

Rolled 4 (1d6)

>>612619
Rolling to discuss possibilities of maid teaming up with Janitor to form the ultimate grime-fighting duo

Rolled 4 (1d6)

>>612619
>Max Mobility, High D.R. and Poor S.D.
Add materials for damage resistance.
Yorune: encounter Caffeine and Aspirin
Errai: insist on going to help Whirlpool.
Betelgeuse: help the civilian get the child back

Rolled 5, 4 = 9 (2d6)

>>612716
>>612729

>>612729
One more thing,
Karina: suddenly exist and explain your disappearance as Nicotine's hormones knocking you out for a while.

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>>612701
>>612710
>"Wait, what's that sound?"

>"Oh sweet, it's here!"

Elisabeth and Ammonia turn to see the latter's trusty steed: an indoor street sweeper that also functions as an equipment container and additional cleaning aids.

The maid is stunned at how...mundane it is but withholds any comments she has.

>>612716
>>612736
She does admit that all help is appreciated right now.

>"Every inch we can get would be useful. Look, it looks like we're gonna have to work towards our new paycheck since it looks like our current employer's gonna go belly-up soon."

>"I guess you're right on this. We're both cleaners, so there's that."

The two shake hands in mutual agreement. Tension is still there but they agree to put it on the backburner.

>"Although you have to admit, I'd look good in a maid uniform."

>"With hair like that? I..."

>>612701
>>612729
>>612736
You maintain your EXCELLENT MOBILITY and move a point over to your DAMAGE RESISTANCE, leaving your SPATIAL DISTORTION in the poor rating. You're only going to be able to reliably use your lower-end of the ability tiers (without potential backfire), but it should be enough considering the situation. Fortunately your REPAIR MODULE can having both high mobility and damage resistance.

You step out looking pretty much the same, albeit with minor changes.

>>612729
>>612748
The frog-hatted kid tries to scamper away but suddenly finds himself on a time-out corner under Caffeine's surveillance.

>"You're not going anywhere, buster."

Betelgeuse offers to take her place.

>"Your capabilities are much prioritized. I will take over as the child's warden."

>"Alright, you're the boss."

Karina shows up, looking fairly dazed.

>"Sorry I was MIA, had...an allergic reaction or something."

Meanwhile Errai insists on accompanying Havelyn.

>"I rescind my decision, please guard me in my search for Whirlpool."

>"Alright, just don't be so helpless, okay?"

She brandishes her pilfered weapon from earlier and swings it around a couple of times. She also removes her tie for use as emergency bandage.

>"I will do my best."

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

>>613606
All aboard the street-sweeper! The idiot train is ready to take off! But be sure to inventory your repair module first. It looks like it has a pre-set destination in mind, but it'll take figuratively half a century to get there if we don't move it along. Maybe with someone doing a little bit of tinkering, we can ramp up the speed on this thing...

Meanwhile, the dynamic rescue duo sets out!

First roll is destination usefulness/important, second roll is the modification attempt, third roll is havelyn/errai progress!

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>>613618
To break the awkward silence, Ammonia speaks up first.

>"Everyone board the street-sweeper, choo-choo!"

Elisabeth has other thoughts.

>"Can this thing even carry all of us?"

>"Of course it can! It carried my luggage once...all of it."

Yeah, but you mention that it'll take forever to get anywhere.

>"Got any ideas, alien lady?"

First off, you're not an alien, second off, you got just the thing. There's no way this can fit into your REPAIR MODULE (which you put in your inventory) so instead you go by Plan B...except you're not sure it would work.

You still have your CABLE KIT with you, but it's supposed to be used in connecting your repair module to the nearby electricity grid, in case you lose its main power source or something. Then again, it does contain spare batteries.

Unfortunately neither Stoddard nor his technicians are here to help you out, and Ammonia only has very basic familiarity with this stuff. You...didn't really study electrical wiring back in Aquamantis either, but anything's better than nothing.

Several minutes of trial and error, you managed to hook it up to some of your batteries. It's a bit of a botched job but it should substantially increase its locomotion capacity. This would be a whole lot easier if you had something that can modify objects freely like your repair module.

>"I see you've formed new acquaintances. This room bears a mild fragrance."

Errai and Havelyn has just arrived, how did they get here?

>"Merely good fortune."

The CLEANBOT starts moving again...this time outwards from the current location. You ask the janitress why isn't it heading towards Petroleum.

>"I...dunno. Sometimes it has a mind of its own and gets me someplace. Maybe that's where he actually is?"

The maid interjects with her opinion.

>"I disagree, I've seen him wander out every now and then but he almost never stays out for long."

Hmm...

>Ignore the bot and keep moving inwards somehow
>Follow the bot and head outside
>Write-in

Pardon the corner-cut drawfagging

>>613695
Follow that bot!

We only really showed up here to stop petroleum forces from recovering and building up defenses anyhow, but it really seems like he doesn't have much left. It honestly might just be him and grant left now, based on the fact that you haven't seen a hazmat in a while.

Oh man, you almost forgot - ask errai if gertude got dropped off at the hospital!

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>>613703
The Cleanerbot moves at a better pace than before, much better. Although it's not going to win any racing awards anytime soon, at least it's better than its snail's pace.

You ask Ammonia if this thing can navigate stairs.

>"Yes, and how? Uh...it just works."

Fair enough. You turn to Errai and ask if Gertude's okay, mentioning that she's the one who appeared through the puddle.

>"I am certain she is safe in the hands of medical personnel. She was being escorted on a stretcher, as far as I can recall."

The group is approaching a large exit, specifically the one where everyone entered before this entire clash.

>Continue following the bot
>Stop to meet up with the others
>Write in

Thinking realistic here, I don't have enough time to make another update after this before sleeping. Also, updates resume tomorrow evening. Because I can see myself being very busy tomorrow morning.

Rolled 1 (1d6)

>>613725
As the fastest one, whirlpool goes ahead to gather everyone else as to follow the bot too. cleanbot leaves behind an incredibly clean trail that should be easy enough to follow should gathering folks take too long.
Only take the willing, mention how tough a single droid was. Might be more.

Rolling for if vector is healed enough to even be awake yet.

Rolled 1 (1d6)

>>613728

Rolled 3 (1d6)

>>613728
Yorune: slip away while everyone is distracted with Whirlpool, conveniently heading in the same direction as the cleaning bot.

>>613725
Double-check current weapon loadout of all companions
Rolling for Maid to have her personal silenced pistol and knife, from the security room pillage

Rolled 4 (1d6)

>>614179
>forgot roll
Fug

Rolled 2 (1d6)

>>614179

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Clearly I'm getting carried away with these cameos, I need to address this pronto.

>>613728
>>613746
Having EXCELLENT MOBILITY, you decide to skip ahead of your group to gather the others. Of course, not everyone's willing to come along.

Decrux has to call it quits, he's not in any serious condition but he says he can't risk further injuries past the part where the rocket launcher exploded in his face. Aramid and Aspirin also wants to stay behind as well, they have to keep watch until this whole situation is resolved. Stoddard refuses on the notion that he's already come too far to turn around. Hayley can't stay up any longer and says she's going to bed. Saccharin also wants to back out, the adventure is fun but she's still in the body of a little girl and thus she can't stay up late.

That's a fair amount of people to leave, but there's enough allies to accompany you. You go and see Rigel having a discussion with the vendor in regards to the strangers who just showed up here.

>"Before I went up here, I sent a message to get some help."

>"And those two are your reinforcements?"

>"Actually, no! I wanted to get Danielle, Questie and the Jack of Hearts. Instead, I got some college student chasing a kid who's up waaaay past his bedtime."

>"...Who?"

>"Just bear with me on this one."

Right, you tell them to come along as there's another task ahead. You also remind the vendor to bring his girlfriend for the ride.

>>613767
With Betelgeuse distracted, the frog-hatted kid attempts to escape his warden but Caffeine catches him in the act.

>"That's enough! You're not going anywhere except to your bed! Miss, can you take him to his parents?"

The civilian drags him towards the nearest exit...which happens to be the same exit you are going to.

>>614179
>>614182
Not listed: Armor (if applicable), misc. items like wallets.

Errai
>Collapsible Laser-Edge Sword
>Emergency Vest
Havelyn
>A pair of Avelyn Crossbows
>Santier's Spear
Elisabeth
>Suppressed Pistol
>Combat Knife
Ammonia
>Absorbent Dura-Clean Mop
>Spray Bottle
>A bucket of adequate capacity
Nicotine
>Suppressed Pistol
>Tommygun
Caffeine
>Time Watch
>Sturdy Flashlight
>A large towel
Halon
>Cryogenic Fire Extinguisher
>Cryofield Emitter
>Fire Axe
Karina
>Assault Rifle (given by Elisabeth)
>Magnum
>A couple of grenades
Betelgeuse
>Shock Rifle
Sirius
>Shock Rifle
>Polearm
Rigel
>Personal Revolver
>Crowbar
The Vendor
>Errai's Sword
>(Unknown Device)
The Receptionist
>???

>>613728
>>613746
Vector remains unconscious, he suffered a very serious wound to the head.

Rolled 6 (1d6)

>>618055
>all those weapons
We're ready for the final showdown
>Rolling to continue the journey with what comrades we have and continue following that robot towards destiny; it must have a clue about where we're going

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>>618056
sexcellent

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In a security room, Grant is having a chat with someone over the communication lines.

>"It looks like they're...retreating? No wait, they're heading somewhere else."

>"Huh, I honestly didn't expect that. They're not heading to the R&D District, are they?"

>"Maybe they are, I actually didn't account for that. At least it's better than them stumbling further and-"

>"AUHOSEIAFUOEIJ- People might be listening in on us. Someone managed to interfere with our gas systems, after all. Anyways, you know what to do: Stop them, obviously."

>"I dunno boss, that normally wouldn't be an issue but she's got her cavalry walking all over the place."

>"As long as they don't figure me out, keep them distracted for as long as you can."

>>618056
The group continues to follow the Cleanerbot, which can surprisingly handle stairs. From what you can gather, it seems to be leading you to a spot a few floors below the center of Petroleum's hideout. You end up near a service corridor and a lone hazmat stands in the way.

>"Stop. You've gone far enough. Wouldn't you want to turn back and face Petroleum upstairs?"

This one's different however, a faint tinge of aggression blips in your mind.

Rolled 6 (1d6)

>>618089
This guy...
He was in the car with the others, wasnt he?
Tell him to step aside, and we won't have to give him a concussion. Why does he care if we go away from petroleum if he works for the guy, huh?

Rolled 2 (1d6)

>>618089
Gun him down with the shock rifles. You don't want to risk another casualty among you, and he's not in a position to stop you completely but can very likely hinder you.

Rolled 5 (1d6)

>>618089
Draw all weapons in a display of intimidation. Make the Hazmat dude shit himself from fear before answering our questions.

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>>618100
>>618442
>>618885
You recognize him as the one guy along with Felix and Sergei from yesterday. With impulsive hostility, you draw your BREACHING HARPOON and prepare to spin the auger blades at his visor.

>"Easy! Easy! I'm not here to pick a fight!"

Rigel, surprisingly, agrees not to waste him too eagerly.

>"I don't know what's with you and him, but there's fourteen of us and only one of him."

You begrudgingly put your weapon away, mentioning that he's the one jerk who put Errai's life in danger yesterday. He tries to explain himself for that.

>"I didn't know at the time, I'm sorry. But now I have context, I have to rethink my career. Look, I wanted to stop you guys because I don't think you can handle what's down there. Also, Petroleum's a bit of a douche for playing Dungeon Masterup there."

A bit of a douche? Understatement of the year, right there. You tell him that you're still going anyway.

>"I'm in no real position to change any of your minds about it, aren't I?"

Good that he got the hint or you would've tossed your REPAIR MODULE at his face.

Gonna be gone for the better part of the day again, because it's sunday and I'm gonna be out for my obligatory family outing.

Rolled 6 (1d6)

>>621582
Rolling for BOSS FIGHT! We've fought cowboys, robots, and cyborgs...nothing can be worse than that, right?

Rolled 1 (1d6)

>>621606
Rolling for us to be able to fight in an organized manner when Boss arives

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>>621656
...kek

Rolled 3, 3 = 6 (2d6)

Okay just before I actually leave, I'mma roll for possible casualty and how close to Whirlpool the casualty is.

See ya'll in several hours

Rolled 6 (1d6)

>>621606
Rolling for double boss fight

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>>622195
>>621606
>tfw didn't want it like this
I was planning on failure...this is not daijobu

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Due to the complexity of the update, I don't think I can have it up within the night.

Sorry guys.

>>628439
Messed up the cropping, the word on the lower left of the bottom panel is supposed to say "Macha"

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>>621606
>>621656
>>622167
>>622195

The hazmat leads you to a spacious elevator where a few other hazmats stand with high-end equipment. They seem rather docile and one of them even jokes about the situation.

>"See? I told you it wouldn't work."

>"Yeah yeah whatever, I'll deal with that bet later. Look, whoever you are, Petroleum's not down there if you're looking for him."

And yet, you ask him, what is he hiding down there? Where does this lead to?

>"A lot of things actually, and since you're bent on going down, you're going to find out for yourself anyway. I just hope your "tribal" friends are going to be okay with it."

Hmph, there's more to this than you thought. The platform starts going down to the central depths of the establishment. You try to ponder your situation but your contemplation is interrupted with the sound of Sirius getting hurt.

You turn around and see that a robot has fallen on top of him. He's pinned down by a bladed weapon and out of the fight, but at least he's okay. The others have dodged out of the way in panic. In a fit of instinct, you pull Errai out of the way to avoid a second robot crashing on top of her.

The platform is at full speed, any disaster will result in everyone's deaths.

Last post for the thread, next one will be...quite a while.

>>628444
Fixed aforementioned panel error

Rolled 4 (1d6)

>>628445
Caffeine: Play defense, move people out of the way of attacks whenever possible. You're not equipped for offense against big fucking robots.

Everyone who has ranged attacks, use them. Bullets, cold emissions, etc. and try to aim for opticals.

Ammonia lays down a puddle for whirlpool's use upon being ordered to, via the bucket of adequate capacity.

Whirlpool: see if you can lure one into the puddle so you can try to grab it, dump it somewhere unimportant and away from the area, and return. One threat is better than two.
If you can't manage it, then activate x-rays, look for a weak spot, and KRAKENS BEAK it!

Rolled 6 (1d6)

>>628462

Rolled 4 (1d6)

>>628462

Rolled 5 (1d6)

>>628445
Rolling for side-characters to use their trump cardsand have them work.

Update will be in new thread, which will be 48-72 hours from now