>>746446
Asia (Japan), if you wanted to be specific

>>746446
>North America
Let freedom reign alien scum.

>Asia,Russia

>>746450
Specify?

>XCOM Quest
hell yeah

>>746446
>North America (United States)

>>746461
United States.

Europe(Germany)
Begin the 4th reich and purge the xenoscum

Russia

>>746446
USA USA USA!

We have a tie. Tie breaker vote
>United States
>Russia

>>746491
I'll take that as a vote for US

>>746492
>United States
World Police will defeat these aliens and save the day.

>United States

The United States, once a shining light of freedom in a fog of oppresion has now become another ADVENT center for dominating the earth.
You grew up in a camp outside of Seattle, Washington. Well, what was once Seattle, Washington. You spent your days without care never truly realizing the threat, until the threat made it's way to you.
You woke up in your bed, dad had built it for your 7th birthday, smoke burnt your nostrils as a yellow flash of energy flew over your head burning through the fabric of your tent. Terrified you rolled out of bed and onto the floor scrambling to get to the tent flap leading outside. Moving to the entrance of the tent you poke your head out into complete chaos.
Smoke poured from the broken generators, bodies littered the camp around the radio terminal, and most of the tents were ablaze giving the camp an orange tint. The sound of gunshots and laser fire were the only things you could hear besides the occasional scream or yelling in a language you didn't know. You jumped to your feet and ran to find anyone you could, you passed through the center of camp heading for dad's engineering building since mom's tent was burning brightly and your brother wasn't in bed. You sprinted getting closer to the door before grabbing the knob and flinging it open slipling inside, there you found someone. The only other survivor.
It was...
>Your Dad
>Your Mom
>Your Brother

>>746529
>>Your Mom

>>746529
>Your Brother

>Your Brother

Your brother, James is crouched in the corner pushing on your mothers stomach. Blood is leaking between his fingers and becoming a puddle beneath her.
"J-James!?" You scream, terrified
"Shh Honey, dont be too loud." your mother coos weakly
"Mom..mom are you okay?" You manage to choke out between the tears
"Yes honey..of course. James..baby..please stop" she says as she strokes James' face, he is equally distraught.
"But mom..you're gonna..I cant just.." as he says this your mither again gently touches his face.
"Promise me you'll keep your brother safe? As cliché as that seems." She says
Your brother chuckles at this and your mom reaches under dads console pulling a switch that reveals a small speaker with a button. She presses the button and weakly utters "Bellator in Machina" and drops her hand limply.
You hear a loud whirring and see a tube in the center of the floor rise, lifting the tiles with it.
"Get in boys." She says
The whirring had drawn attention, you hear the sound of yelling outside and multiple footsteps approaching the front of the building.
"Mom we cant leave you..you'll die" you say breathless from crying
"She knows.." says James his hand on your shoulder.
"She's sacrificing herself so we get out safe. Isn't that right mom?" He continues
She can only nod weakly
Your brother directs you to the tube and your mother weakly waves as it slowly begins lowering, the door is being slammed into, slightly bending. Right as the last sliver of light is almost gone you hear a massive crash and see a Muton standing in the hole that was once a door.
You and James survived.

Your brother and yourself managed to survive in your fathers robotics lab beneath the building. A few days later you heard the engines if a ship you knew well, the Avenger.
The elevator opened and you heard the voice of a gruff sounding english man, "Preston, ya down here mate?" At hearing your father's name you and your brother rush forward and are taken into the car of XCOM.


==Now we will be doing a time skip to adulthood. I will give you choices of how to spend your time during the next couple years, this will determine your skillset and how you start your story.==

After you were taken back onto the Avenger and tomd the story of how Advent raided your camp you were asked to provide your names for their system to make sure they keep proper track of every resistance member.
Your name is:
>John Gooding
>Mark Clements
>Duke Rymen
>Brandon Edwards
>Write-In

>>746614
>Write-In
>Lance Hardwood

Rolled 2 (1d4)

>1. John Gooding
>2. Mark Clements
>3. Duke Rymen
>4. Brandon Edwards

>John Gooding

Tie breaker
>Lance Hardwood
>Mark Clements
>John Gooding

>>746711
>Lance Hardwood

>>746711
john gooding

>>746711
>Lance Hardwood

James and Lance Hardwood. The names of you and your brother are typed into the computer and saved.
You are being relocated to a new colony, outside of Philadelphia, well at least you are. Your brother had a talk with Braddick the entire flight over and somehow convinced him to let him join the XCOM program as a soldier. He would train until he was 18 then join officially. You however were deemed too young for even training and was left at the new colony, James hughed you tight telling you this was the best way he could keep you safe.
That was the last time you saw James. You were disappointed XCOM had rejected you but soon found another calling and began learning to be a...
>Engineer
>Scientist
>Doctor
>Teacher
>Farmer

>>746765
>Teacher

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>>746765
>>Farmer

>>746765
Doctor
>Doing Mom proud

>>746768
Switching to Doctor

>Engineer

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>>746765
>Engineer
>Pic Related

Tie Break Vote:
>Doctor
Or
>Engineer

>>746765
>Doctor

>Doctor

You decide to follow in your mother's footsteps. You had already spent most of the days at her clinic anyways so continued education in medicine only made sense. You spent your days pouring over medical texts and watching Doctor Brian Luther treat a varity of injuries. Eventually the people in camp came to refer to you as Dr. Lance.
(You now have a knowledge of Medicines and Toxins, you can treat most wounds in the field and any major wounds as long as you have tools)

How did you spend your freetime away from the clinic?
>Practiced Combat
>Practiced Espionage
>Scouted the surrounding area
>Studied the various advent troops

>>746895
>Practiced Espionage
Sneaky healing

>>746895
>Doctor Lance Hardwood
Post-apocalyptic porno simulator is a go.

>Practiced Espionage

>Practiced Espionage

>>746895
>>Studied the various advent troops

You spent your spare time creeping around the camp or around the edges of the Advent controlled Philadelphia. You mastered concealing yourself in shadow or even in just a disguise. You eavsdropped and gathered any intel you could even if it was unimportant.
(You are know skilled at stealth and have a +10 to any stealth rolls!)

Even then, one can only spend so much time creeping around before it becomes a bit boring. What else did you do to occupy yourself?
>Practiced your speech and deception
>Took long runs
>Read old robotics manuals
>Work out

>>746964
>>Work out

>>746964
>Work out

>Took long runs

>>746964
>Work out

>>746964
>>Work out

Out of curiosity are the different training/skills going to be locked away from us permanently or can we learn the stuff we dont pick eventually

You spent your time not sleuthing simply pumping iron. You lifted makeshift weights, eventually sneaking into town under the guise of a traveling salesman and bought a real weight set. You became strong with time, real strong.
(Hand to Hand rolls and any strength rolls +5)
==Entering current time==

You wake up in your cot, muscles slightly sore from the night before. You sit up and stretch before grabbing a pair of socks from your small plastic drawer you slip them on to protect them from the chill of the January morning, it's almost the new year and also almost your 21st birthday. You slid into your boots and step out of bed, your chest feeling the prickle of cold. You slid on a black t-shirt and your white medical coat, before exiting your tent. Your face itches slightly from the stubble you've neglected these past couple days, birthdays are always hard without James.
How do you want to start your day?
>Go to the public shower
>Get some breakfast
>Check the comms for any birthday messages
>Open the clinic early

>>747053
You will be able to improve your skills and pick up more abilities along the way.

>>747099
>Go to the public shower
an unclean doctor is a bad doctor

>>747099
>Go to the public shower

>Go to the public shower

>>747099
>Go to the public shower

>>747099
>>Go to the public shower

"Cleanliness is next to godliness" you say to yourself as you head to the shower. You walk in and the residual steam in the bathroom clings to your skin. You pick up a folded towel from the closet and hang your clothes in a locker before climbing into the shower stall and letting the warm water wash over you and think about an equally hot cup of coffee and some eggs for breakfast. You hear the door to the building.
"Doctor Lance?" The voice calls out
"That's me, what's up?" You say turning off the water and reaching around the closed stall door for a towel.
"There's a message on the comms for you." He says, you can no see it's Lucas the camp messenger of sorts.
"What's the subject line?" You ask, trying to guage it's importance and that it's not another "Sectoid Prince" who has a massive stash of credits and he needs YOUR help to claim them.
"It just says 'James'" says Lucas shrugging.
Must be your birthday message since it's tomorrow. You consider reading it now but your stomach growls.
>Eat Breakfast
>Go read the message
>Open the clinic early
>Other (specify)

>Eat Breakfast

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>>747157
>Go read the message and then eat breakfast.

>>747157
>Eat Breakfast
After that, open the clinic.

>>747157
>>Go read the message

>>747157

>>747169
Supporting

>Read message then Breakfast
Or
>Just breakfast

>>747157
>>Go read the message

You hurry and dress quickly do to your excitement. Any message from James is always full of his recent adventures and talk of XCOM and his squadmates. Last year when James sent a comm message he was a Captain and ranger in his squad, you're excited to learm of what he's been up to. You make your way through camp making sure to grab a hot cup of coffee from the mess hall and heading straight to the central comm tower. You take a sip of your coffee and punch in your credentials tapping the mail icon. Oddly enough it isn't from James XCOM credential number. It's the number #2 only while James' is #1228.
The message reads thusly:
"Dear, Lance
You, being the listed emergency contact, are recieving this message to inform you that Cpt.Hardwood has been captured by enemy forces. XCOM offers their sincere condolences and pledges to attempt to reclaim Cpl.Hardwood at whatever costs. If you have any problems or wish for more information please contact Cred Number #9110.
Thank you."
You drop your mug and your hands begin shaking violently as tears well in your eyes. You steady yourself on the console and through the blur of your watery eyes you can only see "captured by enemy forces."

>Follow me on twitter @ShiftyQuest for updates.
That's all for today.
I'll be sticking around for any questions or comments on the thread. How'd you guys all like it today? This was a very simple intro to the much larger quest ahead.

>>747275
Thank you for running. I like it.

>>747275
It's great so far. I can't wait to see the rest of our squad when we join XCOM.

>>747275
liked it so far. When do you plan to run next. My twitter is being buggy right now

Tomorrow 830AM EST I will start back up

You begin furiously typing and contact the emergency number on the screen.
"Thank you, LANCE for contacting the emergency XCOM system.
If you are attempting to contact the avenger say "Avenger"
If you are reporting an ADVENT sighting say "ADVENT"
If you are attempting to contact an officer please state their name.
For additional help please say "Help"
>Avenger
>Advent
>(a name)
>Help

>>749530
>(a name)
James' immediate superior; get additional information on what happened.

>>749530
>Help

>>749530
>help

"Help" you say, voice quivering
A short tone plays and a female comes onto the line.
"XCOM Support network, I'm Roxanne how can I helo you Mr...Oh. Dr.Hardwood?" she says
"I need to know about my brother, Captain James Hardwood." You say panicked
"Okay darking just relax and let me look him up." She says and you hear the clack of keyboards
"Oh..oh my. It appears he was..captured, from the report he was behind a car when an ADVENT stun lancer came from behind and knocked him unconcious. They killed another of his squadmates and the team was forced to withdraw." She says sadly
"I...I need to talk to Braddford. I need to get on the Avenger." You say starting to grow angry
"Sir we can't just redirect course to talk to one person. We have a mission." She says returning your attitude
>"To hell with the mission, my brother is gone"
>"Please..My brother is all I've ever had, just ask Bradford to come by." (Persuasion check [70 to pass])
>"Can you stop next time you're in the area then?"
>"Can I have Bradford's personal contact number then?" (Persuasion [60])
If you choose a persuasion check roll a d100

Rolled 95 (1d100)

>>749657
>"Can I have Bradford's personal contact number then?" (Persuasion [60])

>>749657
>I understand. Can you stop by next time you're in the area then?
Try to get a little info about the incident like where was he captured and how long ago. With our espionage skill it might be possible to find some clues. Maybe enough to help XCOM get him back

>>749657
>I understand. Can you stop by next time you're in the area then?
We need time to think. No good agent makes brash moves.

"I understand, Roxanne..I'm sorry. Just next time you guys are near me stop by..please?" You ask
"I'll relay the message to Bradford and The Commander." She says before ending the transmission.
You stand there running your hands through your hair.
You cant believe this James had always seemed invincible, but this you never expected this.
You feel lost and sick, you dont want breakfast anymore.
What do you do?
>Go into the city
>Open the clinic
>Go wander around the woods
>Other

>Go into the city

>>749778
>>Go into the city

>>749778
>Go into the city

You decide to go into the city. Maybe some of your contacts will have information, maybe it'll be good to be occupied with nit getting caught so you aren't thinking of your brother.
You put on jeans, light grey sneakers and white tshirt with a dark grey jacket. You also sport your baseball cap with the ADVENT logo in bold white on the front.
You have a car stored in the woods to the north that you use for transporting goods or camp operatives from inside the city, you start it up and get on the road. You pull up to the checkpoint and see a member of ADVENT manning the booth. This one was actually human. Advent forces were deployed jandling bugger threats leaving their cities a little shortstaffed so Human reserves were brought in. You stop and he speaks to you.
"ADVENT ID card and retinal scan please." He says
You pop the glove box and remove the small metal card and hand it to him while leaning into the retinal scanner. Both machines beep, and the blockade lowers while you pass.
You drive the road for a while before coming to a stop in a parking structure. You sit in the car and womder what your next move is.
>Go to a bar
>Get some food
>Wander for a bit and see what you can tell is going on in the city
>Get in contact with deep cover agents

>Get in contact with deep cover agents

>>749854
>Go to a bar
This is how men deal with problems, plus we don't want to jeopardize deep cover agents with hasty attempts to contact them.

>go to a bar
Drink your problems away buddy

You could use a stiff drink after getting the news about James. You head to "The Tipsy Shiv" and walk in immediately heading to the bar and taking a seat on a stool. You order a whiskey neat and use your ADVENT credit chip to pay, you sit at the bar snacking on peanuts while you wait for your drinks. You notice a lady on your left, she has blonde hair and dark lipstick. She wears a forest green sweater, black skirt and leggings. There is also a man on your right, he is wearing a white button up and black slacks covered mostly by a tan trench coat. Upon closer examination you see a tattoo that somewhat resembles the XCOM sigil.
>Wait for your drink Silently
>Speak to the man
>Speak to the woman
>Leave
>Other (specify)

>>750005
>wait for your drink silently

>>750005
>>Wait for your drink Silently

>>750005
>Wait for your drink Silently
for now...

You decide it's best to remain unknown, so you simply wait for your drink without saying a word. A few moments later the bartender comes up to you with a fresh bottle of whiskey and fills your glass before nodding and going back to cleaning. You sip the whiskey, it burns your throat and seems to dry out everything it touches in your mouth but the warm glow you feel inside your belly from it is too comforting to give up. You take time sipping your drink in no rush just trying to get a grip on yourself. You finish your first drink and request another Whiskey and some water, the waiter pours your drink and gets you a tall glass of water. Shortly after you begin working on the second drink the woman gets up and leaves the bar. While the man ask for another drink, he points out the particular bottle on the shelf and you can see he definitely has an XCOM Sigil tattooed on his forearm only slightly concealed by his bunched sleeves.
>Speak to the man
>Finish your drink and leave
>Finish your drink and have another
>Other (specify)

>>750037
>Speak to the man

>>750037
>>Finish your drink and leave
Obviously its a trap.

>>750037
>>Finish your drink and have another

>>750055
So mysterious

Someone roll a fuck 1d100 since 4chan is being shit for me.

But seriously, he's either an ADVENT plant, sent to lure dumbasses like us out, or he's a dumbass who can't keep his cover intact for shit, in which case we need to avoid him cause he's a dummy.

Rolled 25 (1d100)

>>750064

Rolled 97 (1d100)

>>750064

You take a look at the man again and scrutinize every detail of him and then you finally notice it. The tattoo it's...dripping. sort of, it seems to be sagging like it's made of a gelatinous fluid and his fingernails are much longer than a normal persons and incredibly dark. You cant help but stare then you hear a brief cough
"Ahmm, Can I help you?" The 'man' asks, his eyes which are sunken unusually deep into his head stare at you coldly.
>"Nope was just leaving"
>Stay silent but stare back
>"Nope, was just about to finish my drink
>"You sheem like a chool guy." (Roll 1d2p for deception)
>Other (specify)

>>750094
>Nope was just leaving
this new captcha what the fuck

>>750094
Its a faceless oh god. Also double check your spelling and stuff before submitting mate.

>You seem to have a fine taste in booze, can I ask where you acquired it?

>>750113
You know what, going with this for now

You sutmble over your words trying to think if something to say.
"That look like somd good booze." You say pointing to the spiced rum he selected off the wall "Can I ask how you got the taste for that stuff? I could never really do it."
You spend a couple minutes discussing different types of liquor and even share a craft beer. You get up and say your goodbyes as he leaves the bar and you follow closely behind shaking slightly. You turn the corner into an alley way and double over breathing raggedly, you could have been arrested or worse if he looked more into your ADVENT ID or even the Credit Chip. You're proud of yourself for getting out of that though. You stand in the alley and get out a crumpled pack of cigarettes from your back pocket, pulling out the slightly wrinkled white stick you pop it in your mouth and light it up to relax a little.
Now what?
>Contact your deep cover agents
>Wander the city (gather intel)
>Get some food
>Try and tail the faceless from the bar

>>750144
>>Contact your deep cover agents

>>750144
>Contact your deep cover agents
We're limited on options here and I'm not too fond of wandering the streets filled with possible threats and perhaps even worse random encounters.

You decide you've spent enough time getting cozy in the city. A while back your camp was approached by a woman named Lee claiming to be an operative for XCOM. She knew the passcodes to get into your comms and the secret phrases to get her all the way to speaking with Shen. She informed your camp she was with the Urban Resistance Outfit of XCOM, a small group that gathered information for XCOM and raised general hell to make it hard on the aliens. She did mention if anyone wanted to join up they just had to reach her apartment and she'd have a talk with them to see if they fit.
You see no better way to spend time while waiting for the Avenger, causing the aliens some panic and collecting intel may lead to something that'll force the Avenger to come by.

You make your way through the city not looking anyone in the eyes and keeping your hat tilted down. Eventually you come to a tenement, an old brick building with busted windows and wooden panels over the bottom floors side doors, following her instructions from camp you open the 4A mailbox and slide thte false back panel revealing a keypad. 2007 you punch in the code and you hear the bolt in the door click. It is now unlocked.
You enter the dusty tenement and enter the elevator that is permanently cracked open with caution tape over the front. You press the 3rd floor button, then the 1st floor button then the 4th floor button and finally opem the emergency phone in the elevator, which actually has no phone just a hanging chord, and press down the reciever before the elevator begins silently descending.

The doors slide open and you stare down the barrel of a revolver.
"Woah, calm down. I'm from the camp!" You shout outting your hands up
Without a word the African man holding you at gun point begins squishing your face with his free hand before testing the elasticity of your cheeks. He lowers the gun.
"He's no faceless." He says with a rich Ugandan accent
You lower your hands and rub your sore cheeks before exiting the elevator, only to be stopped by a hand on your chest and the Ugandan points to a black tinted glass office overseeing the messy room. You look around as you head upstairs, the base seems to be more of a hangout than a military outpost, it's decorated with posters saying "I want to believe and its dirty couches are covered in empty ADVENT burger wrappers, while paper coffee cups litter the floor.
You climb the metal stair case and push open the door to see Lee behind a desk looking over a 3D map of the city, smoking a cigarette and drinking a Shard Energy Drink.
"Take a seat kid I remember you from the camp." She says without looking up
You dont answer, simply sit down in an ancient wooden chair that feels ready to break any moment.
You wait a few more minutes as she finishes her cigarette and disposes of the butt in the Shard can.
"You looking to join up with the U.R.?" She asks simply eyeing you up and down
>No, I'm just here for intel then I'm gone.
>No, I'm only going to be working with you temporarily
>I might be, if I like the work
>Yes I am.

>>750219
>No, I'm just here for intel then I'm gone.
No need to get involved when we don't' have to.

>>750219
>>No, I'm only going to be working with you temporarily

>>750219
>>I might be, if I like the work

Roll 1d3 for tie break

Rolled 2 (1d3)

>>750457

"No actually. I do want to work with you but not permanently. I'd prefer a temporary partnership." You say
"Hmm. Tell me why should I let you to join, any skills you got?" She says eyeing you up
>I'm pretty strong (strong)
>I'm good at sneaking (stealthy)
>I'm a doctor
>I'm an XCOM Captain. My name is James Hardwood (lie) (deception roll 1d100) [80 to pass]

>>750474
>>I'm a doctor

>>750474
>I'm a doctor
If that doesn't work then say you're good at sneaking as well.

>>750474
>I'm a doctor

>>750474
>>I'm a doctor
Goddamit!

>>750474
>My name is ze doctor

"I'm a doctor." You say confidently
"That would definitely be useful." Lee says you can see her think
"How about this?" She starts again "If you can fix up our boy 'Charge' we will see about a position."
You consider the deal and nod
"Sounds fair." You say

Lee motions for you to follow amd you do.
Going back into the dirty lobby she opens the door into what used to be a rec room. Laying on a pool table with makeshift bandages around his Bicep is who you assume to be 'Charge' he has a small green liberty spike haircut, a buttoned denim vest and some torn jeans. His arm looks badly infected. Lee hands you a plastic bag full of random objects along with a sharp pocket knife and a blowtorch.
"Get to work doc."

That's todays thread.
Tomorrow's thread will go on longer than these first 2.
As always the thread will start at 830 AM unless my twitter (@ShiftyQuest) says otherwise.
I'll be hanging around the thread answering questions if anyone has any. Thanks for participating guys.

>>750594
Thank you for running.

>>750574
Well, this is certainly a chance to flex our medical muscles.

Pocket knives work for amputations, right?

>>750602
Maybe it won't be that bad?

>>750618
I assure you.
It will be when we're done with it.

Blow torch and pocket knife. I'd perfer a camp fire but this works.

Lee stares at you as you go through the contents of the bag: Various Over The Counter pain medicine, fever reducers, cough syrup and bandaids?
"Where the hell did you get these supplies? You ask confused
"We just kinda filled the cart with anything we saw in the medicine aisle." Says another muscular man with long black hair pulled into a ponytail
You sigh and continue looking through the bag for anything useful and find only three things: A pair of scissors, some guaze, and hydrogen peroxide.
You look down at the man in front of you, remove his bandages, and begin your examination. It appears he took a nasty shot to the arm, lacerations, burns and bits of metallic debris in the wound. The blood is dried and the wound has scabbed over in certain places, but yiu can tell by the pus leaking from some of the still open wounds that infection is about to set in badly. You'll have to do the best you can with what you've got.
>Tell me your plan of action and roll a d10 to see how successful your plan is.

>>752516
>First we take a swig of alcohol (this steady our hands)
>Remove any foreign object
>Find something to drain the puss
>Clean with Hydrogen Peroxide
>Cauterise the wound and gauze it use bandaids to secure it.
>Instruction to clean the wound regularly.

>>752534
>Remove any foreign object from the wound*
Sterilise the scissors first by dipping in boiling water. We will use this as a replacement for a forceps.

dice+1d10

Rolled 4 (1d10)

>>752540
Shit, I mean.

Rolled 1 (1d10)

>>752540

Maybe these dice will help. Hopefully.

>>752552
Of course I had to do that. Whoops.

>>752554
Lee's in for one hell of a painful procedure.

>>752556
Charge*

Rolled 9 (1d10)

Dice gods look favourably upon your humble servant.

Hopefully the booze from earlier helps to steady your hands. You ask for a small ton cup and use the blowtorch to boil water and sterilize the scissors. These will make decent replacements for forceps and you begin removing debris from the wound. A chorus of Ouch, Fuck, and What the hell as you repeatedly accidentally stab into the raw wound start to make people a little nervous.
"I thought you said you were a doctor?' Lee says
"He's bleeding more now than he was before!" Says the Ugandan
You snap back at them
"Can you shut up and let me work?" You wipe your brow and steady your hands once more. You only have one more shot at this or they'll think you were lying.
>Roll 1d10 and -1 from the result due to extra blood and nerves.

Rolled 3 + 1 (1d10 + 1)

>>752563
I pray to thee RNGesus

Rolled 8 + 1 (1d10 + 1)

>>752565
I miss typed rolling again.

I'll let one other person roll to see if they can save you.
1d10-1

Rolled 7 - 1 (1d10 - 1)

>>752572

Rolled 3 + 1 (1d10 + 1)

>>752572

>>752563

>>752563
Just take away from the one since i keep messing up the -1, pretend its not a +

You steady your hands again and attempt the surgery one last time. It goes off without a hitch. You remove all shrapnel from Charge and pop his pus blisters to reduce chance of infection. You disinfect his remaining open wounds with the peroxide, he takes it silently.
"You handled that well, this is gonna burn a little more." You say as you spark the blowtorch and use it for glancing burns to cauterize any still open wounds, you finish off by giving him a new bandage and some bandaids. He'll make a full recovery.
"Good work Doc." Lee says crossing her arms before continuing "Looks like I do have use for you in my little organization."
"Remember, this is only temporary. My brother was captured by ADVENT the sooner I can find intel that will bring the avenger here the sooner I'm gone." You say wiping the blood and pus onto a towel.
Lee furrows her brow and frowns
"I'm sorry about your brother but..I dont have any intel or even leads on where to find something the Avenger would be interested in."
"Then I'll stay and help you find a lead." You reply giving her a look of determination
"Well I do have 3 squads that can use the assistance." She motions to a board behind you labelled "ROSTER"
You look at the board and back to Lee
"Tell me about these squads."

"We have the Hellraisers, these are our frontline guys. They firebomb ADVENT checkpoints, ambush their motorcades in the city, we take out any alien we can and protect the people in our section of the city, the west side from more than just ADVENT. They keep ADVENT on their toes and the defensive.
Then we have The Hares, our messengers. They run packages and messages all across the city. If another section of the city is really in deep then you send a messenger for help.
Finally we have The Shadows, our stealth squadron, The Shadows break into ADVENT offices to get records on who they know is XCOM, they sabotage the cameras and scanners so hellraisers can do what they do, they find out who needs messages really and whos a faceless waiting to twist off a Hares head like a bottlecap.
Those are the 3 components to our operation. Strength, Communication, and Knowledge. Any strike your fancy?"
>The Hellraisers
>The Hares
>The Shadows
>Not really, is there absolutely nothing else?

>Hellraisers
Violence is always the answer

>>752648
>The Shadow
Our specialty and might help us get intel on our bro.

>>752648
>The Shadows
Some Spook S.A.D. stuff would be fun, who says we can't cap some traitors while we're at it.

"The Shadows, I'm pretty sneaky myself." You say smugly
"Sure sure, head back upstairs to the top floor and talk to Luke. He's the commander of the unit. He'll give you your first assignment. But before you go if you have any questions now is your time to ask.
>Free-Write any questions

>>752648
>>The Hellraisers

Ask for a weapon

>>752742
>"Do I have to stay here for the duration of our arrangement or can I go back to my camp?"
Can't ignore our patients in the camp.

>>752742
>"Where is the shooting range."
We're going on a mission soon, should brush up on our shooting skills.

>>752742
Ask for some cash so you can go and stock their medical cabinet with proper items.

And this >>752751

"Could I get a weapon?" You ask
Lee looks at you and nods
"Of course, after you talk to Luke, Charge will hook you up with something nice."
You start heading for the door but the mention of Charge reminds you of your obligations as a doctor.
"Lee! Will I be able to go back to my camp during my work with you? I have patients to look over." You ask obviously distressed
She look at you and frowns
"That's up to Luke but since your joining up with Shadows he may not approve that since it causes a lot of attention. It woukd be hard to convince him but not impossible. I have to get back to planning though so go ahead and talk to Luke." She says walking away

You still have more questions but you figure you'll save them for Luke. Heading back to the elevator you repeat the steps you did before and it rises back up. You go up the stairs until you reach the top floor and see a double set of doors and knock.
"Who the fuck is it now?" A rough australian man says on the other side.
"Lee sent me." you reply quietly
There is silence then the sound of a click and the sound of the door being unlocked. The door opens and a short haired blonde man with a toothpick in his mouth opens the door. He wears black rimmed reading glasses and appears to have not shaved in a couple days. You walk in and notice a shotgun wired to the door knob, that must have been the first click.
"I'm Luke, and you are." He says abruptly
"Lance Hardwood" you say extending your hand
"Great I get a fuckin pornstar for my new recruit." He says spitting out the soggy toothpick and putting a new one in.
"Look kid I'm sure you have tons of questions but keep it to yourself for a second. First thing first I'm sending you on a mission immediately because I need to see if you're atleast worth anything to me as an agent." He speaks a mile a minute and you struggle to follow
"I'm not a patient man when it comes to my operatives, so here's the deal. ADVENT is having some sort of corination for the new Mayor of the city, Hellraisers want to disrupt it but before we can do that we need to know where, when and the security they'll have." He continues rambling quickly
You stare at him struggling to find the words to respond to this odd man
"What are you staring for mate you have wax in your ears? Can you handle this or what?"
>Yes sir
>I need more information
>No sir

>>752827
>>Yes sir

>>752827
>Yes sir

>sir yes

"Yes sir" you reply simply
"Good someone who can take bleedin orders for once." He sighs and hands you a sheet of paper.
"This is the address for the office of public planning, it's ran by mostly people so dont expect any ADVENT personnel except for maybe a Guard or two." He nods and turns around going through more papers.
"I trust you'll be able to get in without me spelling it out for you, good luck." He says before waving you off
You exit to building and check the address it's no more than a 20 minute walk. While you walk you plan how you'll manage to get in and get the files.
>Wait until night and break in
>Break in when you get there
>Pretend to be a Scientist
>Pretend to be the Mayors new assistant
>Pretend to be the Janitor
>Gather info before deciding

>>752946
>>Gather info before deciding
Scope the place out first.

>>752946
>Gather info before deciding

>>752946
>Gather info before deciding
Scope the place out and see for any weak spots, surveillance cameras, or unexpected advent.

Do we have any weapons? If someone surprises us, and we can't bluff our way out, we ought to have a last resort.

You wish Luke hadn't sent you out without giving you a weapon but you guess it's probably because he wants to see how stealthy you are not how good of a shot you have. You sigh as you round the corner and see the building, it's large and has a glass dome over the center with 2 wings branching off the main building. And aplears to have a long storage sort of building attached to the main hub also.
How do you want to observe
>Observe the interior
>Observe the exterior
>Go around the back

>>752962
>Observe the interior
Maybe find hidden traps.

>>752962
>>Observe the exterior

>observe the exterior

>>752962
>Observe the exterior
"A surveillance camera?"

You look over the outside of the building while walking past it casually. The windows dont open and most of the doors dont have handles from the outside. You do see a van that says "Martell's Vending" parked in the back of the building with two men unloading a drink machine. You proceed to the back and look at the loading dock doors.
Roll 1d100 to see if you notice anything [55 to pass]

Rolled 86 (1d100)

>>753008

Rolled 52 (1d100)

>>753008

>>753008

Rolled 12 (1d100)

>>753003
!

>>753008

You notice one of the garage doors to the dock is just barely cracked open, prevented from closing by some sort of loose strap.
You make your way back to the front of the building while walking you peak in rhe windows and notice cameras in the hallways leading to each wing and a fullbody scanner in the lobby you decide to walk back around the corner and formulate a plan.
>Wait until night an sneak in the loading dock
>Get one of the uniforms from the Vending Machine delivery men
>Pretend to be a Janitor
>Just try and lie your way through plain clothes.

>>753056
>Wait until night an sneak in the loading dock

>>753056
>>Wait until night an sneak in the loading dock

>>753056
>Wait until night an sneak in the loading dock

Rolled 63 (1d100)

You walk into a nearby coffee shop and order a tea before sitting in a comfy booth. You sip the tea and before you know it you're being shaken awake by rough hands.
"We closin up man you have to leave." Says the barrista
You mumble an apology and step out of the shop before being jolted awake by the freezing air. The dull red glow of a scanner being your only companion on the street you make your way to the building. Pressed against the crimson metal exterior you are glad you decided to put on dark clothes as a disguise. You make your way to the back of the building and to the loading bay doors. You lift the door a few feet up and roll under shutting it gently behind you. You look around and the weak industrial lighting keeps the interior very dark, you hear voices from ahead moving towards you.
>Hide
>Slip back outside
>Move away from the voices
>Other

>>753119
>Hide

>>753119
>Hide

>hide

You duck behind a stack of pallets and stay low as the voices get closer. Soon you can hear them.
"And he didn't even want the original copy so I spent an hour in the Archives room searching for the Mayor's vehicle route only to have to make a copy and out it back in the Public Event Schedules folder which isn't even where it goes." Says an exasperated female
"Well yeah, Seth has been kind of a dick since he got the promotion. You did lock the room back up right?" He asks
"Ugh no. I completely blanked from being so pissed, I better go back and do that huh?" She says
"Nah Julia, you can get it tomorrow if someone wants to sneak a peak at the mayors favorite color of M&M who cares?" Says the male followed by the sound of a door opening and the cinversation being cut off by the closed door.
>Search for the archive room
>Explore the warehouse area for any info
>Find the managerial offices
>Other

>>753682
>not locking up behind yourself
That's how your ass gets fired.

>Search for the archive room

>>753682
>Search for the archive room

>search for the archive room

>>753682
>Find a directory first.
Save us some time from bumbing in the dark.

>>753682
>Search for the archive room

>>753682
How convenient for us.

>Search for the archive room

You walk towards the more brightly lit hallway and see directory arrows. The west wing is what houses the archive room it seems. You start walking down the hallway but stop dead in your tracks, you hear a noise and see a door slowly creaking open just ahead of you out of it walks...
Roll 1d100 I will average all the roles after a 10 minute period.
==This is how random encounters are scaled==
0-20: Worst Possible result
20-40:Bad result
50-60:decent result
60-80:Good result
80-99:Very good result
100: Best Result Possible

Rolled 30 (1d100)

>>753783
>100
>A fellow infiltrator

Rolled 88 (1d100)

>>753783

dice+1d100

>>753816
In options

>>753821
This app is killing me

Rolled 72 (1d100)

>>753821
I did it dad

>63
That's good if the other anon's roll counts. If not, then it's 59.

Avg: 63
>Good Result
You freeze as the door opens and a janitor with a drooping moustache and backwards hat comes out of an office holding a bottle of whiskey. He spots you and freezes also. Seemingly terrified he's been caught, you sense a perfect opprotunity and cant let it go you march up to him with the anger of a boss who caught a subordinate misbehaving.
"Really. Drinking on the job you have to be fucking kidding me." You say angrily
"I..uh..I'm I mean..I'm so sorry sir." The janitor manages to spit out. His name tag says Jeff
"Sorrys are all well and good Jeff but how do I explain to Seth that we have to find a new Janitor because this one is a drunk?" You ask putting your hands on your hips
"No...please sir please dont mention anything to Mr.Fields. I'll do anything." He says pleadingly
You out your hand to your chin in mock deep thought.
"There is something you can help me with." You say
"What is it sir, as long as this stays between us." He replies hopefully
>What do you ask/request of Jeff?
[Free-Write]

>>753850
>A tour of the building, we were sent here for a surprise inspection to insure that security is up to snuff.

>>753860
>>753850
+1 Though, I don't think we should say we came in a group.

>>753860
Seconding. Tell him we're undercover ADVENT security or something.

Flex on him. Aren't we jacked or something? Just knock his ass out and take his clothes for a disguise

"Listen Jerry. I'm ADVENT security, and I'm gonna need you to take me on a tour to check on security" You say
Jerry looks confused
"No offence but uh..you don't look like ADVENT." He says meekly
You give him your angriest glare and say through clenched teeth
"Want to say that to my plasma pistol?" While you reach behind your back.
"NO no no no. Please follow me. Anything you looking for in particular?"
>The Archives
>Seths office
>Where ever security is tightest
>I trust you Jerry, lead wisely

>>754337
>The Archives

>>754337
>The Archives

>The Archives

>>754337
>Wherever security is tightest
If this doesn't get to the archives we can point out that information is valuable and should be sufficiently guarded.
Still no plan for actually stealing the stuff with him there. I vote for pouring the rest of the whisky down his throat and hoping he doesn't remember anything in the morning.

>>754366
Supporting.

"Take me to the archives." You say. Jerry obliges walking you through the halls blubbering about how he usually doesnt drink and this and that but you tune him out keeping an eye out for any other late night employees. He stops infront of a solid oak door, and reaches for his keys. Before he can get them out you simply turn the knob and oush the door open.
"Well this is the archive room." He says with a half worried smile
>Thank you Jerry. You can go home now
>Sorry about this Jerry (knock him out)
>This inspection was secret Jerry you can tell nobody
>Why isnt this door locked. Jerry go check in the office who was supposed to lock this last.

>Knock him out

>>754444
>This inspection was secret Jerry you can tell nobody
Tell him there will be severe punishment from the top brass if you hear word gets out.

>>754444
> The inspection was a secret
And they've already failed. Keep your nose clean Jerry, there's gonna be changed round here mark my words. Now get back to fucking work.

Also, checked!

>>754508
Seconded

>>754444
>This inspection was secret Jerry you can tell nobody

>>754444
>Tell nobody

"Listen to me Jerry, this inspection was a secret and you've already failed. We're going to do a follow up inspection where we see if you give up information to anybody. So say nothing if me being here even to ADVENT or you'll be out on the street." You say menacingly
"Now fuck off and get back to work." You say for extra effect.
And he does just that.
Leaving you free to examine the room.
There are many signs on the edges of the shelves, they read:
>Public Events
>Transport records
>Employee records
>Deeds
>Weapon Patents
>Vehicle Patents
What do you look at first

>>754645
>Transport records
What have they been sending.

>Weapon patents
Maybe bring some designs back to assist the resistance

>>754645
>Public Events
Get the Mayor's transport route first.
Then
>Weapon Patents

>>754645
>Public Events
This is where the Mayor's tranport route was filed and this is where we'll find info on the event we were sent to investigate. (Primary Target)

>Transport Records
This is a good secondary info target, opens up more targets for hellraisers and can be useful to higher-ups.

>Employee records
If we have time to look at a third, dirt on employees is how we get more spies and shit.

Roll 1d2
1 for weapon patents after
2 for transport records after

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>754846
You got it boss

You rush to the shelf labeled Public Events and dig through looking for the file Julia had been talking about. You see a slightly scrumpled file that had obviously been shoved in angrily, the result of an angry employee. You snatch it and look it over:
"The Mayor's Emergency Route for Corination: This route is only to be viewed by authorized personnel. Should any problems arise the motorcade is to direct here and remove the Mayor." It goes on to list the many routes the Mayor would take should an attack occur anywhere on his route through town, you tuck the file and move to the transport records shelf.
Boxes upon boxes filled with orders for furniture and vending machines and ADVENT Burger signs are in the front but near the back you see files listed with the ADVENT logo you remove a few and finally see a few worth your time. A shipment of plasma pistols and 3 stun lancer blades to the police department, one of of Alloys and elerium for the science centers and one last file marked CONFIDENTIAL and is written in an alien language you can't decipher and if the foreign language wasn't enough, most of it is blacked out anyways. There is an uncensored stack of pictures that appear to be brain scans however.
Which file do you take?
>Supply Shipment
>Weapon Shipment
>Mystery Shipment

>>754893
>>Mystery Shipment
>Weapon Shipment
Could we take both?

>>754893
>Mystery box shipment

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>>754893
>Mystery Shipment

>>754893
>Weapon shipment
These type of weapons are a boon this early on provided we ask the leader if we can have one.
That mystery shipment might be psionics?

>>754893
>Mystery Shipment

Let's take a chance on the fun stuff here, Hellraisers should be happy enough with our intel for the event anyway.

And the mystery shipment is ... A box of alien dick shaped dildos!

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You cram both files in your pants and cover them with your shirt. After returning the weapon shipment and supply cache files you rush to get out of the Archives.
You step out and shut the door behind you, making sure to lock it. You sigh a breath of relief and turn to see a man in a suit and tie exiting an office. At least you'd think it was a man from a distance. His lightly green tinted skin gave him away. He wore dark round glasses and his hair in a neat part, his dark suit bore a name tag that read simply: Seth.
You locked eyes with him and he scowls approaching you slowly and deliberately before saying.
"Why were you in my archived room." He says, you can see his elongated sharp teeth when he speaks. Your mouth goes dry and you feel your heart drop into your stomach beating increasingly fast.
You begin to stutter..."I uh..I was just.."
Seth pushes you into the wall and removes his glasses, his yellow eyes gazing into yours.
"Who are you?" He asks

That's the thread for tonight boys.

I really hope you enjoyed,
>follow me on twitter @ShiftyQuest for updates.

I'll be answering any questions anyone has for a bit and i have a question of my own for you.
Should tomorrow's quest be ran in this same thread or a new thread?

>>755135
Same thread. We aren't saged yet.

>>755115
> I'm Jenny's boyfriend, she sent me to close up because she forgot.

>>755135
Same thread, this board is incredibly slow and you haven't saged yet.

>>755135
Thank you for running.

>>755144
Same thread it is

>>755135
New thread or old is fine, thanks for running OP.

>>755146
This I like.

You stare into the dead yellow eyes rapidly moving all over your face trying to identify you.
The long fingers of Seth are gripping your collar, he slams you into the wall and asks again.
"Who are you?"
You begin to panic as you try and think of a way out of this.
>I'm Julia's boyfriend she left the door unlocked and asked me to come lock this real quick
>I'm the new Janitor I started working with Jerry tonight
>Fuck you
>Other

>>756192
>"I'm the new Janitor, I started working with Jerry tonight."

say this calmly and respectfully, making sure to maintain eye contact. say you were out of line in here, but you wanted to point out that one of the other employees improperly handled government property. point at the file the other worker shoved in violently, then tell him about jerry not locking the door.

>>756192
Assuming we're not dressed as a janitor, carrying janitorial ID or carrying cleaning equipment sooo
>>I'mJulia'sboyfriendsheleftthedoorunlockedandsheaskedmetocomelockthisrealquick'causeweweregoingoutfordinnerandittakesherareallylongtimetogetreadysoit'dsavetimeifIlcokedthis...D-DON'T FIRE HER

>I'm Julia's boyfriend she left the door unlocked and asked me to come lock this real quick

>>756192
>I'm Julia's boyfriend she left the door unlocked and asked me to come lock this real quick
If only we had a fake ID card with the name scruffy. But don't I'd think we can fake being an Advent employee as easily as Julia's bf.

"I'm...Julia's boyfriend sir.." you manage to squeek out.
"Julia.." says the Thin Man slowly, like he's savoring the taste of her name
"Yes she's mentioned a significant other..." he says again eyeing you up
"Y..yeah we were going to dinner and she forgot to lock this so while she was getting ready I came back and locked it for her. She left the garage bay door open for me." You say quietly
He growls in consideration and turns to Larry.
"Escort our guest out and make sure the doors are all locked when I leave." He says shoving you towards Larry and walking off to the Offices once more.
Larry leads you to the front door and you give him a nod before stepping back out into the freezing night air and taking off as fast as you can.
You make it back to base and step into the dirty tenement. It's 11:30 and all that tension sapped you, you're dead tired and just want some sleep.
>Deliver the files to Luke
>Get some rest
>Read over the files more in depth
>Other

>>756253
>>Deliver the files to Luke

Try to make sure we aren't being followed on the way there. Maybe check ourselves for bugs?

>Read over the files more in depth
Don't want to run the risk of being shut out from any information they might contain since our part in the operation is over

>>756259
>Read over the files more in depth
Knowledge is power in our biz

>>756259
Good idea, guy could have slipped a bug onto us while he grabbed us.

>>756259
Seconded

You check your person quickly and fond only a small rip where he tore your hoodie. You decide once you're safe from bugs to read through the files before giving them to Luke. The confidential file you know you cant comprehend even a bit but the pictures show increased brain activity in the frontal lobe and brain stem.
You read the Mayors routes more thoroughly and decide there isn't much too decipher you hadn't already learned. It's simply a list of safehouses and escape routes in the event of an attack. You close the files and head upstairs, knocking on the door you get a brief
"under the door"
You slide the files under and walk away, heading downstairs to get some sleep.
You wake up on the dirty couch around 10.
What do you want to do?
>Get breakfast
>Shower
>Change clothes
>Talk to someone (specify who)
>Go get a weapon

>get a weapon

>>756293
>Shower

>>756293
>Shower
>Change clothes
>Get breakfast

We're a resistance fighter not a barbarian

>>756313
This

You decide getting a shower and cleaning up before getting a weapon is the best route to take, you aren't a barbarian after all.
You let the hot water of the changing room shower washes away the stench of sweat and fear from last night's near deadly encounter. You step out of the shower dry off and put on a pair of dark grey sweats and a white t-shirt before heading to get breakfast. A grease stained brown paper bag lies in the center if the table where Lee and Charge sit eating and talking. You grab a breakfast burrito from the bag and the smell of bacon and eggs and cheese make your mouth water.
>Sit with Lee and Charge
>Sit alone
>Eat the burrito on your way to the armory
>Other

>>756403
>Eat the burrito on your way to the armory

>>756403
>Other
>Check on our patient from yesterday

>>756431
>>756503
If it's still allowed, I switch to this. What kind of doctor doesn't check on his patient?

You take a bite of the warm burrito, it tastes amazing.
You walk over to Charge and gesture to his arm.
"How's it feeling?" You ask after swallowing your bite
"It's still pretty sore but would have been worse had you not been here doc. Thank you." He says while finishing off a slice of toast.
"What did that wound anyways?" You ask hoping not to offend him with the question. He looks at you and says simply,
"Magnetic Rifle, the metal fired sheared through my arm and left some splinters. Rail guns are nasty weapons." He says standing up and grabbing a cup
"Oh." He says "Lee said you wanted a gun, if you follow me I'll unlock the armory and let you pick something out." He says smiling
You go to answer but Lee pipes up
"Luke wanted me to tell you he needs to see you upstairs ASAP. And Watcher, the hellraisers commander wanted to speak to you. Just so you know." She goes back to her own burrito and you look at Charge who shrugs.
>Go with Charge
>Talk to Luke
>Talk to Watcher
>Other

>>756547
Gun first, then Luke, then Watcher.

>>756547
>Gun
>Luke
>Watcher
In that order.

>>756547
>Luke
>Gun
>Watcher

Luke's the boss and he said ASAP

>>756604
Smart, backing this.

>>756604
I'll switch to this as well.

>>756604
Backing.

Luke is not a man you keep waiting. This much you determined after your first encounter, you tell Charge you'll catch up with him later and head to your pile of dirty clothes before remembering you already left the files with him upstairs. You get back to the elevator and head up. You carefully step into the lobby, in case any sort of scouting party or security force is looking for you, without soending too much time in the lobby you jog up the 3 floors and turn the corner to see. A window. Where the doors once were there is now a window, you step forward confused and stare out the window before reaching out and touching it. The whole image shudders and then cuts off as the door is thrown open and Luke stands there wearing a green button up short sleeve shirt and cargo pants.
"You investigatory twit." He says
Before kneeling down and fiddling with a small metallic ball hidden in a dead plant.
"Took me forever to set up that image of a window on this mimic beacon, it's only meant for an imitation person but a few weeks and mate I can make it display anything." He smiles like a madman as he rattles all this off before looking up and seeming to see you for the first time.
He frowns and his eyes go downwards before he gestures for you to follow him silently.

You follow Luke into his office and take a seat in a leather armchair infront of his bulky desk filled with cluttered papers. He pulls out the classified file and lays infront of him, you can see he's added a multitude of sticky notes and writing in the margins.
He sighs and looks at you sadly.
"First off I want to thank you for the intel you got us. It'll make the Hellraisers' jobs a hell of a lot easier. Also you brought me this confidential file that was in the aliens language, I sent it to my mole who works for the ADVENT dispatch who helps translate human calls to the advent officers. He gave me a full translation of the paper, and it's juicy stuff, the ADVENT are bringing in a train car filled with people." He says slowly and calmly, a direct contrast how he usually speaks, you open your mouth to speak and he holds up his hand so you close it again.
"The people they are bringing in appear to be Psy adept, having the same ability as the Sectoids almost. The file included a roster and in the names there was one...Cpt.James Hardwood listed as being a Psy potential." He says looking at you and leaning forward.
"Your brother is alive, and coming to Philly."

That's the thread.
Hope you enjoyed it.
Follow me @ShiftyQuest on twitter.
How'd you like the quest so far?

>>756891
Thank you for running. I'm having fun.

>>756891
Good so far, thanks for running Shifty.

>>756891
I liked the game, so I like the quest.

>>757051
I like the quest, so I liked the game.

>>757131
I like the characters in this quest, so I made them in the game and watched them get squadwiped.
I like the quest.

Tomorrows quest will go late again and contain a lot of excitement for you, I'm hoping. The rest of how this quest goes hinges on what happens in the next thread. I hope you guys are excited because, I know I am.

>>757580
Have you decided of we are going to eventually be in charge of our own X-Com outfit? Like being strategic and resource managing and everything?

>>757635
I'm giving as much control as possible to the players. I mainly write off the top if my head so anything you guys can think of is a possibility.

Also I heavily encourage anyone to create the characters in game or draw and post pictures. It would be so cool to get a solid visual representation of the characters.

>>758301
This weekend I'll try to get a few characters created.

You stare in disbelief at Luke.
"My brother is going to be coming into Philadelphia? When?" You sputter out, heart racing.
"He's going to be here in three days. A train will pull into the western station and unload some of the Psy Operatives and take them to the ADVENT Center for Technology and Scientific Advances." He states all slowly and calmly.
"I know that you're going to want in on this. But this is going to be a joint Op between us and the Hellraisers. The Hellraisers will be engaging the main forces keeping them busy while the Shadows infiltrate the area they're keeping the prisoners and releasing them. I know for a fact you want in on this but ahether yiu want ti get our your anger on ADVENT or watch over the extraction of James I dont know. So which team do you want to accompany on this?"
>Hellraisers
>Shadows

>>759538
The Shadows

>Shadows

>>759538
>Shadows

Let the burly men with guns do their thing, we know where we're useful.

"I'll stay with you Luke." You say firmly
He nods and hands you a snub nosed revolver
"Thought you would want something in case you get into a tight spot. Wont do much to a muton but Troopers and Sectoids are just as soft as we are and this thing can still punch a nice hole in one." He says starting to pick back up again in speed.
"Anyways, I'm going to get the boys briefed for the raid on the Mayor's motorcade. Head down stairs and get prepped for the train. It comes in three days." He waves you off and goes back to his files.
==We are now going to be enetering a time skip. You'll have options on how to spend your next three days. Each event will give you some sort of stat boost that will transfer into the train event only.==

>>759688
Weren't we going to visit the armory and the hellraiser leader after Luke?