>>1004729
Assess the points that are holding the upper balcony in place. How strong do they look? Could your current armaments reasonably take out those points, and would that reasonably collapse the balcony?

Also, inventory check on everyone, and assess their health levels.

>>1004747
Everyone's got full stasis, everyone's got plenty of ammo still, the party has multiple guns, explosives, there's also multiple medkits.
Injured members are everyone except Doc and Phil. Gomez is the most heavily injured at 6/10, the rest have milder problems.

The balcony looks pretty sturdy, it's rather wide and extends from one end of the room to the other, but the cover is very poor up there.
Ground floor has more cover, but also more enemies.
They don't seem to be advancing, rather they seem to be counting on their firepower advantage to whittle you down.

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>1004756
Lob an explosive into the thickest portion of soldiers. Be prepared to shoot those who run from it, WHILE moving into new cover yourselves. Desks wont last long.

Make sure you have new positions ready in mind beforehand, and make sure they have adequate cover from the balcony. They should also be fairly spread out to prevent the entire group getting fucked by a grenade.

>>1004778
You can roll another 2d20 or I roll for you.

Also, you have more desks further ahead, but like you mentioned, the balcony will have better shots at you.
You're at the "furthest back" cover your group could manage.

Rolled 6, 8 = 14 (2d20)

>>1004784
Hmmm...
Nix the change of cover then, for now. Well see how well the furthest desks hold up.

Rolled 15, 3, 5, 8, 10 = 41 (5d20)

>>1004789
Understood.

>>1004789
Oh right, ip changes when you switch to mobile
Its still just me

Rolled 14, 11, 15, 8, 15 = 63 (5d20)

The team starts providing covering fire so you can throw an IED at one of the enemy's cover positions.
Sadly your aim was quite off as the bomb hits their cover and bounces off.
Thankfully the timing was good enough that it exploded right after, throwing the cover back and shredding through it.
You count at least 3 down, another who was further back was merely injured and tries to escape to another piece of cover but is shot down by Carla and Gomez.
Cultists on the balcony start firing back at your position in retaliation, thankfully the cover is holding for now.
Strangely you can't spot the heavily armored cultist leader.
“Where's their boss-man?”
“Retreated through one of those balcony's doors” Carla replies while also kneeling behind cover.
You seem to be pinned for now but the rest of the team could take this as an opportunity.
>Battleplan?
3x IEDs left
Bo3 d20 for any actions.

>>1004793
Alright. Sorry for taking long but the day hasn't been going very well and I'm taking care of some stuff on the side.

>>1004839
2x*

>>1004839
Check out the vent situation and any maintainance/service areas that might be around.
For that matter, look for any kind of electronics panels around here.
Im getting a few ideas on what some good moves could be

>>1004876
By electronic you mean control panels?
There's one under the balcony to the far right, one on each of the gates that the enemy leader opened and that's it.

There's 4 vents that you can see on the floor level, all of them on the "sides" of the room.

No maintenance manholes.

Rolled 17, 11, 16 = 44 (3d20)

>>1004884
Shred the one under the balcony. Hopefully its responsible for the lighting. If it is, then turn on those nifty flashlights the rigs have and aim them enemy-ward. Most of our suits are security/soldier models, so they MIGHT have flashlights built for blinding and disorienting people.
If what we shot DIDNT cut the lights, then ignore the above.
Either way, after shredding the control panel, try to pick off the rest of the crew that's on the same floor as you, and send doc to the safest vent shaft to get to.

>>1004913
Just a question, do you want him Invisbile or visible?
He's wearing the stealth suit.

>>1004939
Invisible, of course.

You wait for the rest of the team to get back the enemies' attention so you can pop a few shots at the controls further back.
To your surprise the gates start shutting back, closing off the few guys who were still taking cover inside the area they entered from.
One of the cultists heads to mess with the upper side's panel to try and open it back but gets promptly shot by Carla's sniper.
Motioning for the doc to move into the nearest shaft, his stealth suit allowing him to do so undetected.
Meanwhile you and the team continue firing on the enemies, mostly focusing on the lower floor.
It's hard to take down enemies in the current situation, but three more go down while another dies trying to reach the upper panel.
You count a total of ten remaining in the lower floor and seven in the upper. Doc calls you on comms to tell you he's inside the vents.
>Next plan?
D20 as always

>of course
Hey you never know what cooky mean plan that noggin' o' his is planning.

Rolled 11, 13, 4, 20, 4 = 52 (5d20)

I support anything that will work.
So, how was your New Year's?

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>1004975
Doc moves through the vents to appear in back/side-flanking position. Ideally close to the wall to keep the balcony members unable to shoot at him even if they find his location.
Joint attack from both sides to finish off the ground floor forces. They should be fairly exposed to careful shots from doc.

Doc retreats back to the vents 5 seconds after joint assault. Don't want him exposed too long.

Also since another anon is here ill only do 1 roll now

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>1005006
+1

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>1005006
Alright got you, still need one more so I'll do it.


>>1004996
Pretty good, sucks that january is full of crap to do so I had to enjoy the holidays.

Rolled 8, 6, 15, 6, 17 = 52 (5d20)

The Doc starts taking down enemies from the side while hidden inside the nearest vent to the enemies' backs.
He manages to take one down, but soon they're swarming his position.
Even if they can't see him the left flank starts focusing fire on the vent.
Meanwhile the others are keeping the remaining cultists busy,
Julius manages to kill two cultists moving towards the Doc with a single well aimed plasma cutter shot.
Carla again takes down one of the guys trying to reactivate the doors on the first level,
it seems the remaining on the topside are hellbent on getting those reinforcement.
You on the other hand plan to...
>Shield charge on the right flank while they focus on the Doc in the left flank, melee
>Shield charge on the right flank while they focus on the Doc in the left flank, use a gun
>Throw another IED on the left flank to screw their suppression fire
>Tell Doc to retreat and move back to our cover
>Tell the team to focus fire on the low-cover balcony enemies so you can advance
>Write-in Plan / Mix of Options
d20 for all

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>1005033
>>Shield charge on the right flank while they focus on the Doc in the left flank, melee

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>1005033
>Shield charge on the right flank while they focus on the Doc in the left flank, melee

>>1005047
I fucking suck. End me.

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>>1005047
Hah.

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>1005047
LAD

>>1005052
>>1005050
>erases 19
>highest still 19

Not sure if you guys are unlucky or lucky.

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>1005033

It's time for a good old shield charge.
You make your way to the right-most cover, then pop out your shield and start running towards the enemy position.
They fire at you but most of it is aimed center mass and hits your shield square in the middle.
When you get behind their cover there's nothing they can do.
You kick, punch and bash heads with the shield, taking down two of the enemies.
A cultist rushes to engage you in hand-to-hand, so you retract the shield.
His first punch is a right-straight which you easily evade, followed by a left-hook which you roll under.
You rush in and give him a good punch to the jaw but he doesn't go down, he's not made of glass.
The man rushes back in and launches a kick to your sides which is easily blocked. He tries another kick and this one you grab.
Throwing him to the side by the leg his back hits the desk they were using for cover. Almost immediately after you pop out your shield while punching his throat.
Looking back to the side the cultists on the left flank have started focusing back on you, giving Doc an opportunity to fire on them again while rush to meet their attacks.
The rest of the team gives aid while Carla and Sarge suppress the balcony troops.
Soon the first floor is cleared of enemies, all that remains is to end the upper level and the ones stuck inside the gates.
>Go for the control panel on the right extreme, see what it does
>Rejoin your troops and continue firing on the enemy position
>Throw an IED up on the balcony
>Write-in
d20s, bo3

Ignore the other post, that was me fucking up again.

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>1005081
Send our engineer to the control panel.
Check on doc's health after that, real quick.
Get back with the squad and prepare to mow down whatever comes through the doors. Doc stays in vent.

>>1005108
The marker has chosen me as its prophet!
We shall be whole soon, brothers!

>>1005108
I'll be fair and wait for the other two anons.

>>1005110
You did get 19,19,20, yeah.

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>1005081

>>1005108
mein gott these rolls

Rolled 18, 11, 20, 3, 3 = 55 (5d20)

The rest of the team rushes to the area below the balcony where you can't be attacked.
Meanwhile you send Carla to check on doc and Julius to mess with the control panel,
while the rest of the group watches over the under-side gates.
When they open, which you presumed would happen since no one is covering the upper panel anymore.
Three cultists rush out spraying fire everywhere, but they're taken out almost immediately by three well placed shots from your revolver.
“That's pretty damn cool” Carla says rushing back to your side.
“Doc is fine, he got hit a bit but they were mostly firing at nothing. He knows when to stay in cover”
“Good, hey Julius any news on that panel”
“One second... and... done!” part of the balcony separates itself and starts coming down. Seem like an elevator.
>Send everyone in, overwhelming fire!
>Send [list characters] in, using [insert strategy]
>Send some back to their old positions so they can distract the enemy from the elevator party
>Write-in / Mix
d20 bo3

I'm gonna need to step off for a while, but the thread will continue – today – as soon as I return from my duties.
Take the time to think of a really good plan, ask questions, leave feedback or do something else entirely.

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>1005164
I'm gonna be out for a while too, I don't have enough time to form a good plan right now but I can at least give you guys this roll

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>1005181
>19

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>1005164
>Send some back to their old positions so they can distract the enemy from the elevator party

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>1005164
>>Send some back to their old positions so they can distract the enemy from the elevator party

Doc, gomez and the engineer whose name i forgot stay behind as distraction, the rest gets in the elevator.

Also, could you make a pastebin of the status of our allies and equipment? I forgot what stuff we had. Going to check our previous thread anyways, but having a reliable place to check at any moment would be cool, just in case the other thread dies and I need to double check status for a battle plan

>>1005203
Carla might be better as a distraction, she seems to have no issue knocking off balcony targets from ground floor

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>1005164

Send everyone in, overwhelming fire

>>1005164
Us in our heavy armor will go in first, While the Soldiers follow us in, Doc can turn invisable so he can pick people off. Everybody else follows us?

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Sorry for taking so long lads! Today and tomorrow will be hectic but at least I'll be able to keep the threads going on the schedule.

Gonna clean myself and write.

“Doc, Carla, cover us”
“Aye aye cap'n” Doc and Carla rush back to cover and start taking potshots at the poorly covered top-level enemies.
Doc can go invisible to avoid getting hit back and Carla has proven to being a pretty good sniper now, making them good at the task at hand.
The rest of the team follows you onto the elevator, which Julius promptly activates.
You take point, with heavy armor and shield there is little the cultists can do to stop you.
Using your body as cover the rest of the group takes shots at the enemy and you advance slowly.
Soon there's no unitologist soldier left standing.
>No time, try to look for their leader's escape route (d20)
>Let's loot and search around the place (d20)
>Head back somewhere else (where?)
>Write-in

Will set up that pastebin I think.

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>1005380
>Let's loot and search around the place (d20)

>>1005380
So you forgot about the spear did you?

>>1005394
Spike you mean? Left in the biome after you used it to stab Silent Bob.

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>1005380
have our engineer lock up the doors (and vents if he can) via the control panels, while we go looting.
Don't want any visitors while we do it.

>>1005396
Guess we need to make a new Necro spear or sword either is cool

>>1005410
>4 19s 1 20
I am the chosen vessel for the power of the markers. All shall fear me and rejoice.

>>1005417
>>1005410
Rebound over all those ones.

>>1005412
You could consult with the team's engineer.

>>1005410
Seconding.

You send Julius to lock down the room while the rest of the team loots the place.
It's a pretty good haul, the cultists had plenty of ammo stocked which means your own stock is now doing well.
You find a couple of papers and small experiments on the balcony rooms but most everything seems useless.
Carla does find something interesting, a study on mimicking the signal the marker emits, be it through new markers,
as it seems other facilities are doing, or through devices that simply copycat small bits of the whole thing.
You find that they have a working prototype that strangely is missing.
When the team meets again on the balcony everyone's well stocked and informed on the newest findings, and now they look to you for the next step of your masterplan.
>Let's look for how the Cultist Leader escaped (d20)
>Let's head back and report to Engineering and the survivors
>Let's try and go somewhere else on the station [say where]
>Write-in

Working on fixing my notes which I fucked up, and I'm trying to remember why Carla has two knives on her inventory.

>>1005442
>Let's head back and report to Engineering and the survivors
>>1005442
She found them when we beat the crazy guy who had the invisible suit.

>>1005449
Okay thanks, writing for this.

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>1005442
>Let's look for how the Cultist Leader escaped (d20)

The team heads back to engineering in sector 2,
no point wasting time chasing the leader now when you'll likely meet him later when you assault the ships.
Your crew heads back through the lab entrance, to the elevators. Soon you're in the tram station.
-
Arriving back at base you see a group of soldiers guarding the entrance.
One of the turrets looks damaged, while the other is being removed by a group of engineers.
Commander McCormick greets you once you're inside. Debriefing is as usual,
you report everything that you saw and he asks for any details he deems important.
Once that's settled and the commander is up to date on your intel the crew disperses,
while the commander goes back to talking tactics with his other military companions.
Some of your guys you see head into the infirmary, while others go for the weapons and ammo stocks,
possibly to restock on any unusual weapons they're using.
You decide to...
>Go meet with someone on your crew [who?]
>Go chat with the commander about the current plans
>Go look for more crew members for your merry band of degenerates
>Write-in

>>1005473
My bad, lad.

>>1005482
>Go meet with someone on your crew [who?]
Carla

>>1005482
>Go chat with the commander about the current plans

>>1005482
>Go look for more crew members for your merry band of degenerates

>>1005482
>Go look for more crew members for your merry band of degenerates
We could always do with more cannon fodder

>>1005489
Switching to talking to Carla.

>>1005493
>>1005491
>>1005490
>>1005489
>>1005486
We have a draw then.
5 then rolling for it.

>>1005482
Go meet with carla

>>1005502
Maybe it'd be a good idea to go have a chat with Carla, you have a feeling it'd be about the least unpleasant thing you could do right now.
You head towards the infirmary, and coincidentally meet with Carla as she exits the place.
“Hey big boss, heading in for a check-up?” she asks while leaning on the improvised med-bay's wall.
“Coming to see you actually, just for a chat” you take your helm off, it's impolite to talk with your face covered afterall.
“Oh I'm flattered that you decided to check on me, but I'm starving. Want to talk it over some food?”
She seems more relaxed around you than she used to be. You hope this means at least one of your crew members doesn't think you're insane.
-
You two are sitting in front of each other at the courtyard, some strangely appetizing gruel on the table waiting to be devoured.
She leans forward, her head rests over her two interlocking hands. “So what did you want to talk about, Phil?”
>Write-in
d20 it too, because hey why not

Pastebin of your current stuff after everyone's restocked and healed:
http://pastebin.com/8f727ctg
(I think I might have screwed it up since I had to use a non-updated version, update it then basically set it back to zero when you got back)

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>1005523
>Ask what she thinks we should do next

>>1005523
Talk about her technique with her weapons, try to glean some knowledge and become more of a badass.

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>1005523
>Tell me of yourself, what happened with everything and has anything odd been happening too her yet.

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>1005533
I'm bad at rolls

>>1005542
>>1005538
>>1005533
>>1005532
Alright, going to try and fit these in together.

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>1005523
>Ask her if she'll become our waifu

>>1005569
How creepy even more so when people are going crazy.

>>1005569
>the voices tell me we should go somewhere, just the two of us
I'm having some trouble making the dialogue not become incredibly awkward please don't tempt me to make you drop the metaphorical spaghetti.

>>1005583
drop the spaghetti

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>1005523
>"Hey after this, you wanna go get a drink some time?"

“Just chat a bit.” you start chowing on the gruel. It actually tastes good, which leads you to speed up on consuming it.
“Maybe you could give me some tips? On combat that is, you handle that sniper rifle like a pro”
She leans back and giggles “I think any advice I could give you would be useless”
“And why's that?” you say, a bit hopeful she'll say you're just that good.
“You tend to rush in and destroy everything. Me? I get nervous when I'm close to the enemy, I like hanging back and taking my time.”
“I'll admit, I hadn't thought about that” by now your plate of gruel is done, hers is not even halfway done, women...
“It does mean we make a pretty good team, the brawn and the deadeye” she winks and continues on her turtle-pace eating.
“Well, since we're talking about different takes on things, what should we do next?”
“Retire to some tropical island and live out our years doing nothing but sunbathing”
“I meant in our current situation” you motion for the mess-lady to bring you some more gruel.
“Try not to die. Maybe get one of those ships so we can get to that tropical island.”
A hand pops out from her back and covers one of her eyes while she talks.
You zone out on that while looking at the uncanny scene, dropping a spoonful of gruel on your lap.
“Phil, I'm not – that – beautiful, stop daydreaming” she says while having a laugh at your antics.
As long as she thinks you're just being silly and not actually going nuts everything is fine. Everything is fine.
You try to switch the subject to her own well-being, and she starts to ramble about the crappy conditions here, at which point you interrupt her.
“I meant more in a... spiritual sense?”
“I didn't take you for a religious guy, but if your next words are 'Altman is our prophet and the Marker is our Salvation' I'll have to shoot you”
“Very funny, you know what I meant” she sighs but seems to drop the act.
“It's hard, you know? Those things are terrifying, and I know we're just people but when something horrible happens and you can't stop thinking about what you could've done to avoid it, it's...”
>1/2

>>1005622
>Actuallyacultmember.jpg

>>1005622
“Hey, it's fine. I know how you feel, but it's not your fault” you rub her arm a bit. She looks up and smile.
“What about you then? I bet you're having a good time with this insanity” the hand is still over her eye. The hand is still over her eye. There is now another hand over her other eye.
“I'm totally fine. Just tired that's all.” one of the attendants comes and takes Carla's plate.
You see she'd like to protest but seems not to be in the mood to bother with it, so you take over.
“Hey, my wife isn't done eating pal” the man immediately returns her gruel but it takes you and her a moment to notice what you just said.
Carla lets out a nearly uncontrolled belly laugh, when she's over she looks at you and smiles
“That's got to be the cutest and funniest freudian slip I've ever seen”
“Does that mean you'll go out for some drinks with me if we get through this?”
She gets, moves over to your side and plants a kiss on your cheek.
“Not if. When.”
She pauses.
"It was good talking to you Phil"
You nod and smile "You too"
>Go talk to some crew member (who?)
>Go talk to the commander (about?)
>Go somewhere in the hideout (where?)
>Write-in
2/2


inb4 y-you too comments

>>1005628
>>Go talk to some crew member (Doc)

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>>1005622
She knows our secret

>>1005628
>Go talk to Doc.
>Soft, Make us whole.

>>1005628
>look around the hideout, get a feel of its defenses just in case

>>1005628
I-It's not like I wanted to make that comment b-baka!

Do a walk around, we don't want any surprise attacks or IEDs planted by other crazy people, if we run into a someone interesting, chat them up.

>>1005647
>>1005646
>>1005636
>>1005630
Writing for defense inspection the chatting up the Doc (easier to fit things this way)

The first thing you got when you arrived here was a tour of the place, but maybe it's time take a look at the defenses by yourself.
You give everything two visits, checking every duct barricade and all the blocked doors and manholes possible.
The place is pretty big, even if the upper floors were blocked off so defenses weren't spread thin due to the low amount of people here.
You talk to a few of the guards still on duty, some of them had to leave to be briefed on the current plans, while others already returned from that.
From what you gather the commander is readying them for an assault on sector 10, even if the exact time for that isn't set yet.
On the front entrance you find the turret now placed on the tram,
the broken turret is being fixed but most of the focus of the people there seems to be either on the tram turret or on guarding the entrance itself.
Back at the courtyard you consider your options of which crew members to chat with.
That's when you notice the same shady man who talked to Sarge back on your previous visit staring at you.
He nods and gives you a devious smile. Probably some crook taking advantage of the situation for profit.
You turn around and set your eyes on the infirmary. The doc, sure let's talk to him.
-
The doc is about your age, he's got blonde hair and a pretty decent build for a man on such a profession.
He's helping around the improvised med-bay on his spare time.
“Have you got some time to chat?” he continues to work on redoing the bandages of a heavily wounded officer.
“Sure, you don't mind that I work while I talk to you right? All these injured people need as much of my time as I can provide”
“I don't mind it, and I understand. You've got an important job”. He nods and wipes some sweat off his brow.
“So do you”
>Write-in conversation topics

>>1005696
>Why did you come here to be a doctor?
>Have any family back on Earth?

>>1005696
>"So on a scale of one to ten How bad for me are Visual and Auditory hallucinations?"

>>1005712
>And then start speaking in gibberish, not making it obvious

>>1005722
>>1005712
>>1005706
One sec, also roll me a d20, DC is 20.

>>1005722
Why do you want people to think we're a crazed idiot?

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>1005760
Comic relief, not actually admit it.

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>1005753

>>1005753

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>1005753
>>1005782
I fucked up the roll.

Rolled 6 (1d20)

Rolling for comic insanity

>>1005790
Sorry lads, doc is gonna think we're nuts

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>1005753

>>1005696
>seek advice for auditory and visual hallucinations.

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>1005753

Rolled 10 (1d20)

Why didnt you roll this, anons?

>>1005840
?

>>1005840
How can one roll that which cannot be rolled?

>>1005696
Lets tell him we think we might be going a little bonkers, ask if theirs any medication we can be using to help.

“I like to know the people I work with” he briefly looks at you then turns back to his work.
“Understandable. What would you like to know?” his hands move swiftly, he's already attending to the second patient.
“Well, why did you become a doctor in the first place?”
“That's easy. My father was one, and so was my grandfather before him.
It's been in the family for a long time.” makes sense, your dad was a detective and that did influence your decision to become a cop.
“No thought of needing to help people or some other altruistic stuff?”
“Not really. It's nice to help people, and their gratitude always feels good, but my decision was just me going through the motions.
Normally that's all I do, go through the motions.” how depressing.
On his third patient already and you decide to go on the topic of family.
“Anyone left back on earth? Of your family that is”
“My parents are both dead, I do have an ex-wife and a son but I haven't seen them since the divorce.”
He seems unaffected by thinking about it, you're not sure if he's cold or just really good at holding back his emotions.
But he might just be cold, after all his skin is literally blue and covered in ice. Goddamn this is trippy.
“What about you, officer, who do you have left on earth?”
“Oh right, I've got my mother and my father. I haven't spoken to them for a while though”
“You're on bad terms with each other?” you start moving uncomfortably trying to think of a way to dodge the subject.
“It's a long story. Lots of blame being assigned and... I don't really want to talk about it”
He nods and goes on to the fourth. Damn this guy is a machine.
“On a semi-related subject, what can you tell me about hallucinations, both heard and seen?”
His eyes move from the patient and focus solely on you.
“Have you been experiencing them?” you can't help but feel like he's examining you.
Strangely his eyes keep aiming at you, while his hands keep working on sewing a cut.
Stranger even that after he finishes sewing the cut is still there, open and red as always.
“Not really, it's for a friend.” for the first time he smiles, then continues sewing the cut he had just fixed, or did he? You're not sure anymore.
“I get that one a lot. Regardless of how you feel about what your... friend... has been experiencing you should probably talk to Doctor Reed.
You're lucky the head of the psychiatry department survived.”
Really lucky. Really.
>Another topic with him
>Go visit Reed
>Go see another companions
>Go talk to the commander
>Write-in

Sorry for taking my sweet time, some people were talking to me.

>>1005861
>Go visit Reed

>>1005861
>go visit Reed
Can't fight monsters when you can't tell if they're real or not

>>1005861
>Go visit Reed.

>>1005861
>Go visit Reed

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>1005861
>Go visit Reed
hEY dOC i THINK SOMETHING MAY BE UP WITH MY BRAIN BOX?

>>1005861
>>Go visit Reed
As comical as our insanity is, we should probably try to stay functional atleast.

I got feeling fighting real monsters tends to keep visions and stuff in bay, keeps our mind busy staying alive, but then again we can't keep fighting forever.

>>1005956
No, it seems the more we fight the monsters the crazier he gets and anons picking crazy choices for da le lulz.

>>1005971
Maybe we're the voices in his head?

You bid your farewells to the good doc and he instructs you on how to find Doctor Reed.
He does so, and you head further into the clinic. A small series of 'offices' is almost hidden at the very back.
In front of one hangs a sign that says 'psychiatry'. You think about knocking but the place only has a curtain and no door.
“Doctor Reed, can I come in?” you wait for a few brief moments before someone moves the curtain away.
An older woman appears. She is almost as tall as you, which is pretty tall for a woman.
Her blonde hair is starting to become white, coupled with small expression marks on her eyes and it gives away her age.
She motions for you to come in and puts on her glasses, giving her an even more motherly appearance.
“To what do I owe the pleasure, mister...”
“Philips.” you say, giving her your best friendly smile.
“Just Philips?” you nod in response, strangely you can't think of the answer to the question.
“Alright then, we all have our secrets. So I'll ask again, how can I help you Mr. Philips”
“I've been having some issues...”
>Write-in on how to approach the subject
d20

>>1005983
This happened in quests before.

Hey!
Meeting new people can be a pleasant experience. Or it can be a bad one. All I know is it takes time.

>>1005983
We always were anon. We're the voices in the dark. We exist outside a PCs world and understanding, we know much and we don't particularly care too much. We are Old Gods.

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>1005995
>Frankly, I suspect I'm going mad and have yet to notice, likely due to the aforementioned detachment from reality

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>1005995
i've been keepping track of events regarding this current situation and i've noticed a type of Pycosis among the cultists. At first I believed to was due to their faith however...i've come to believe there may be something more insidious at foot..Tell me have any other people here began to see things? twisted dreams? Hallucinations? the term "Make us whole"?

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>1005995
I haven't been sleeping well and keep "hearing" whispers.

>>1005995
>Flirt with her
>Is your name Wifi ? Because I’m feeling a connection.

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>>1006012
>Actually having us say make us whole
The absolute madman

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>1006021
Fuck, forgot dice

>>1006021
No.

>>1006021
No thank you. would rather stick with Carla

>>1006021
>flirting with granny
Is this a symptom, my friend?

>>1006029
also what kind of asshole tries to create a love triangle in such a shitty situation

>>1006021
and i am 90% sure this broad is another hallucination

“Frankly, I suspect I'm going mad and have yet to notice, likely due to the aforementioned detachment from reality “
“I see. And what exactly have you been experiencing that led you to that conclusion?”
“Hearing things, seeing things, sometimes people's words change or they seem to do things they never did.”
“Interesting. And you have been experiencing this for how long?”
“I'm not sure, since back when this mess first started I think.”
She holds her hands together and ponders your information for a bit.
“It's entirely possible the incident caused you to suffer from a disorder in order to cope with the horrible events you've experienced”
“But what about others? You see, the cultists they've gone insane too, and I think the whole incident and the things I've been seeing might be connected.”
“You're thinking the unitologists might have -made- you insane?”
“Not necessarily, but haven't you heard weird things from other patients?
Ramblings about making them whole or finding something? Or just people hearing whispers and seeing things?”
“Most of my patients right now have been experiencing symptoms of extreme stress and trauma, but what you're describing? You're the first to come up with it.”
You look to the ground, thinking of what next to say, but she interrupts your thoughts by handing you a small bottle.
“I know you're one of the guards, or at least I think so by your suit, so I'm reluctant to give you those as they'll certainly hinder you in combat, but it's the best I can provide.”
“Will they stop the hallucinations?”
“They'll help. Beware of the side-effects however, like I said, it'll hinder you. Your mind will become duller and you'll have a harder time reacting to the outside world.
>Anything else to say?
>Go meet the Commander
>Go meet other companions (who?)
>Write-in /Mix

>>1006099
>Go meet the Commander

>>1006099
>Hand them back, Thank her and go meet with the Commander stating anything that will make us react slower might kill us.

>>1006099
Ask if she has time for an actual therapy session.
We should tell her everything, in detail, that has happened to us. All the way from finding the dead john in the john, to when we finished lunch with carla.

>>1006099
>Anything else to say?
Thank her

>Go meet other companions (who?)
Sarge I think we've got a problem...me. I was apparently in a coma and survived 3 weeks alone, I found the message that led me here, I'm beginning to hallucinate...I think i've worked it out.

Sarge I know it sounds crazy, but I don't think I escaped, they let me go. They let me go to bring this possibly infectious madness into the camp. I've got this medicine, hopefully it'll help some of the time. But uhh...well if the time comes...and well you know....I may need you to stop me. I don't want to leave anything to chance.

>>1006099
>"Should i tell anyone else?"
So boys i think we should have Doc take a look at these pills

>>1006136
>They let me go to bring this possibly infectious madness into the camp
And that's how we got killed. Good job, Anon. Why the hell would we tell him that? Even it was true, it's a dumb thing to admit it.

There's a lot of conflicting opinions so I'm hoping we can come to a more concise course of action.


>>1006132
As in play it out or F2B?

>>1005997
Does that make me the Idiot God? It would make sense, minus the uber-powered part

>>1006145
We're telling sarge because he's our friend and supirior but not in charge. If we become a threat to our team they need to know! What we can do however now that he knows is have someone watch our back and should the symptoms begin to appear we can nip it in the bud.

We've IDed we have a problem, now we get support form those around us.

>>1006149
I would be interested in playing it out
.>>1006177 also brosef i agree with all of your suggestion except for telling them it might be infectious, Telling him that we are losing it and to off us if we lose it entirely is and will always be a good idea

Keep pills, don't use them right away.

Don't tell anyone, if they ask say you've been having night mares (Half true)

That's my input, where we go next, meh. I'm more combat and puzzle oriented.

>>1006222
>>1006177
Since you guys keep picking the crazy options, this will be a very short end.

Okay I have a grasp of what you want.

But I'll just point something out:
>the doctor never had to deal with a situation involving necromorphs and markers before
So please take that into consideration.

>>1006236
Talking to a literal Schizophrenic, If you start to see shit you should tell somebody no matter how crazy it looks, also having other people around that can tell you when something is not real helps, hell when i meet a new person i usually have to ask someone i know around me if they see them too.

>>1006260
Makes sense.

>>1006260
Knew a schizophrenic, she had the most fucked up drawings inspired by her hallucinations. Pure nightmare fuel

You hand back the pills “If there's a risk I die out in the field while on these then I can't take them”
She hands you the pills again “I insist you at least take them with you, and please consider not going into the frontlines again.”
With the coming assault on the ships you believe that might not be an option, but acquiesce anyway.
You begin to get up, but almost immediately sit back down.
There's things you just began to wonder about that might be worthy of discussion with the doctor.
“Have you got more questions, Mr. Philips?” she smiles again. She really looks like a very young grandmother.
“Yeah actually, how did you know I was telling the truth about the hallucinations and all that?
I mean, shouldn't we have a full session and run tests to know if I'm really crazy.”
“It's very simple. When the group is worried about an invasion of insane people it's clear the one person claiming to also be insane can't really be in their right mind.”
That's a good argument, so you move on. “Do you think I should tell the rest of my group?”
“It's up to you. Honesty is a good policy, and it might save you the trouble of having them find out on their own,
but it could also put unnecessary strain on the dynamics of the group.”
She pauses to sip from some tea, which you realize is blood with an eyeball floating on it.
“Sometimes a compromise of the entire and absolute truth is your best defense. You do have confidentiality while talking to me so don't worry about me spilling all your secrets around!”
After she sets down the teacup you realize it's just tea.
>More talking?
>Leave to meet the commander
>Meat with one of your companions (who?)
>Write-in

Sorry if I didn't use the "leave' options but I had a lot of material here and I wanted to take down some of the possible topics to allow for a more clear vote.

>>1006292
>Meat with one of your companions (Gomez)

>>1006292
>More talking?
Ask for mental exercizes that can be used to get a grip on reality. Anything besides medication that can help us tell what is real and what is fake, or outright dispel hallucinations.

>>1006292
>Leave to meet the commander

>>1006292
>More Talking
I'm absolutely fucking sure we're saving somebodies life by doing this now

>>1006326
same

>>1006292
>Leave to meet the commander

“Anything else I could try?” She looks at you quizzically.
“I mean, to help my mental stability.” Reed laughs and rubs her hands.
“Let's see, I think it might do you good to medidate in case you're having anger issues,
and possibly to just generally avoid stressful situations. Therapy would help but I have a feeling you won't have a lot of time for that.
Or that you might be the kind that doesn't like listening to doctors, in which case I'd recommend you' at least talk to your friends or partner”
She gets up and motions for you to follow her.
“More importantly, I understand that we as a group have bigger problems that need to be dealt with.” the woman points to the many injured and sick.
“And that's why, while I know it's harsh for me to say this, I do believe if you're with security that you should just stay out of the fight.
Ask for a leave and help us here, in the 'home front', even if it pains you to do so.
Here you can be medicated and not risk your life doing so. That's the best I can offer for now."
You nod and move out, but not before thanking her and saying goodbye.
Soon you're back out on the courtyard still pondering over her recommendations.
>Chat with the commander about the plans
>Meet a companion
>Write-in

I'm pretty sure we're headed for the commander next.

>>1006378
>>Chat with the commander about the plans

>>1006378
Commander

>>1006351
>>1006321
>>1006387
>>1006389
Which if our "Madness" is infectious might be a bad plan although we could have just been close enough to where they were keeping the marker to see bleeding effects

>>1006378
>Chat with the commander about the plans

The commander is sitting in his little 'command center', a collection of screens, blueprints, weapons and a holographic display of the station.
Some civilians seem to be organizing data and writing on the blueprints,
while the military and security personnel either discuss among themselves or exercise waiting for the action.
McCormick waves his hand at you and motions with his head, telling you to approach.
“I figure you'd come sooner or later. You want to take part in the Sector 10 assault yes?”
“That's right, but I actually came to learn more about the plan first.”
“Understandable, although if I'm being honest there's not much of one.
We're sending the turret-armed tram in, it'll take 4 trips to get everyone there.
Group Alpha stays with the civilians, makes sure they're safe, they go first to secure the area
Group Gamma takes over the backdoor entrance you told us about, they go second to get in position
Group Omega will break through the front door, that's where I'll be and we'll come last to begin the assault.
Civilians come on the last trip with a token militia defense”
You nod and he continues. “You've done some good work, so I'll let you pick where you want to be.”
>Alpha, the guard duty
>Gamma, the rear door approach
>Omega, the front door assault
>Write-in questions/answer

>>1006458
>Alpha, the guard duty

>>1006458
>>Alpha, the guard duty

>>1006458
>Gamma, the rear door approach

>>1006458
>Alpha, the guard duty

“Alpha seems fine to me.” he smiles and pats you on the back.
He replies, “I was hoping to see you and your team in action, though I'm happy to know the civilians will be well guarded.”
“Anything else you wish to ask me, soldier?'
>Write-in question
>No sir, go do [write-in]

I'm just saying but tomorrow things will be a bit disconnected like today.
Friday will feature the usual pace.

>>1006530
Thank you for running

>>1006533
Well I didn't mean to end the thread, but I guess I might as well.

Thanks for playing! I'm going to sleep so I can actually try and get extra time set for the quest tomorrow.

>>1006530
Go see our resident engineer.
See if he can either rig up more of our retractable shield, improve it, or find us a dank melee weapon to match it.

>>1006540
Sleep well, anon.

>>1006530
Well if we are establishing a beach head We should ask some engineers to make some mines, well bombs in general Hell if you rig an acetylene tank up right you can take out an entire hallway with a wall of fire.

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Next episode, pic related

Gonna go ahead and leave the question of "what next?" here so when I come back the next step will already be set.
>Keep talking to the commander [topic?]
>Go talk to a crew member [who?]
>Go get the full team ready for the escape mission
>Write-in

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Well I'll be continuing the thread now, hopefully uninterrupted this time since my appointments were cancelled.

Gonna wait for any votes on
>>1008026
or
>>1006530

>>1008166
Bug the engineer

>>1008026

Go get the full team ready for the escape mission

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>1008175
>>1008182

"That's all for now, sir” you salute the commander before leaving because why not play along with the whole soldier thing.
Once out of the command center you wonder where you could find Julius,
as you have a few ideas he could help you with for the Sector 10 assault.
It takes a bit of asking but eventually an engineer directs you to the underground 'apartments'.
You find Julius lying back on one of the beds, a young man sitting next to him and working on some electronics.
The old engineer turns his head to you and nods. “Need something?”
“Yeah actually, if it won't bother you.” he sits up and leans on the wall next to the bed.
“Just resting a bit, when you get to my age you start getting tired way too often.”
He points to the young man “This is my nephew, he's not studying engineering yet but I'm teaching him a few things.”
“Hi” that's all the boy says before he continues messing with whatever the parts he has on his lap are.
“What did you need then?”
>Write-in what to say

>>1008184

Well if we are buging him mybe we should ask if he can hook up a few stasis modds to the turet tram so it can hold them in place to just sheed some of the biger ones idk

>>1008197
I'm not sure if I understand what you're suggesting.
Putting stasis modules on the turrets so they can freeze enemies?

>>1008193
>"Any improvements you can do on my suit?"

>>1008253
Seconded

“Any improvements you can do to my suit?” he eyes you head to toe.
“That thing is a prototype, more advanced than most of the stuff I've ever seen.”
“So no?”
“I didn't say that. Let's go find a bench, and take it off so I can examine it closer”
-
“Alright, I've figured a few things out. First that whoever made it put in a sort of smart reactive material in the suit but didn't bother integrating it into the systems, so the protection is not at it's maximum. Second thing is the air capacity, I noticed it before but you only have the basic 60 seconds of air. Third is the stasis module, I could upgrade yours. Fourth and final, kinesis, you don't have any so I could try and put that in.”
“Sounds goo, do you have the materials for all of that?”
“Certainly, but have to say that the armour stuff might have a reason for being 'turned off'. This -is- a prototype after all.”
>Do the armor upgrade
>Don't do the armor upgrade
After making your choice you...
>Talk to Julius some more [topic?]
>Leave to prepare your group
>Leave to meet with another companions
>Write-in

Basic upgrades done:
>Air: +30 sec
>Stasis: +2 charges
>Kinesis Module integrated

>>1008272
>Don't do the armor upgrade
If it was dangerous before then it's dangerous now.
>Talk to Julius some more (career, family, and favorite drink)

>>1008272
>>Don't do the armor upgrade
>Talk to Julius some more [topic?]

So, do you have any ideas why they wouldn't activate the reactive system of the suit? Wouldn't want to end crushed by my own protective gear.

“Any ideas as to why they would deactivate it?”
“It's not like they left notes on the topic, kid. Plus I've never seen the material before so I really don't know.
Could be anything from 'the programming of the layer isn't working as it should' to 'if it takes a plasma bullet it evaporates and turns into toxic gas'.
My guess? It's something they were considering removing from the final product. Sometimes you need a downgrade to make things affordable”
“All of those seem plausible” you nod, then take a sit near the bench as he starts working on the suit.
“Mind if I get to know you better, sir?” he gives you a tired laugh.
“Ain't much to know. No family anymore other than that nephew.
Used to be the boss of this place but I got too tired so I now spend my days watching shows and teaching that kid.
Or rather, that's what I used to do.”
Informative.
“Favorite drink?”
“I don't drink anymore.” he turns from his work to you. “Scotch, is what I would answer a few years back.”
“For me it's...”
>What's the favourite drink for Phil?(Write-in)
“Fitting.” he smiles.
“Alright it's done.”
-
Soon you're back in your armor while Julius waits next to you so that you can confirm everything is functional. It most certainly is.
>Talk some more?
>Say goodbye and go talk to another crew member
>Gather the group to prepare
>Write-in

>>1008302
>Godmother (half vodka, part Amaretto)
>Gather the group to prepare

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>>1008312
Gonna wait a bit to see if anyone else votes.

Oh and putting back my trip since I dropped it.

>>1008329
What's it like having a trip?

>>1008302
>Depends on whatever I can afford at the time.

>Lets get the group prepared

We have a command center to check?

>>1008335
Doesn't really matter in /qst/ due to IDs, but it's useful in case of IP changes.

I do it mostly because it's the usual since the /tg/ days.

>>1008339
Noted.

>>1008339
Wait what do you mean by
>we have a command center to check?

>>1008341
I kinda wanna make sure we have everything to discredt the religion nuts once we get off.

>>1008343
The place that was blown up when the second in command went rouge

>>1008344
>discredt the religion nuts
I think them killing people and worshipping monsters is enough to discredit anyone.

>>1008348
Look at the real world and realize, its not

“Let's gather everyone for our next field trip” he narrows his eyes at you and sighs.
“Already? I guess I'll go grab my gear then.”
-
Soon you've got everyone sitting around the courtyard waiting for the next assignment.
Having already talked to the commander to make sure you'd have time for another mission,
he assured you they're still working on their preparations for the assault so you're in the clear.
You clear your throat but get interrupted by Gomez. “Phil, Carla told me we're going to the Waste Disposal sec next, please tell me that isn't true”
Carla is a mean one, to prey on the poor Officer Gomez. You're surprised someone can be so gullible.
“Why would we even head there? Anyway, our next target is...
>Command, sector 1
>Somewhere else [write in]
>The construction yards. We'll wait until the rest are ready rather than do another mission.

>>1008358
COMMAND sector 1

What other areas did we avoid?

>>1008358
>Command, sector 1

>>1008361
Waste Disposal
Residences
Business

Thing is none of these really matter right now.

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>1008358
Waste disposal

“Command center, sector one” the party's members seem a bit unsurprised.
“Figured you'd want to investigate that. Last I heard the traitors were holed up in there after taking down the Director.” says Sarge.
“And for that reason it might lead to valuable intel,
plus if we get to take down a few more enemies before the assault then that's great news.”
The team gets their gear and suits up, and soon you're all heading out to the tram.
-
On Sector One's tram station the crew gathers around you,
waiting for you to decide which part of the place you'll hit up first.
There's just two notable subdivisions, the director's command center itself and the security headquarters
>Go to the Command Center
>Go to the Sec HQ
>Write-in

>>1008378
cheeky

>>1008390
Security first, maybe get more goodies

>>1008390
>Go to the Sec HQ

The security headquarters looks like a police department from back on Earth, with one difference: it's much bigger.
Having to house all of the security forces and allow them easy and fast transportation across the station
it was put on the first few levels of the sector and had quick access to the control point and trams.
Occupying a total of three floors, it was composed desks for the officers and secretaries on the first,
offices for the bureaucrats and higher ranking enforcers on the second floor, an armory at the back of the third with the information central occupying the rest of that level.
Finally, on either side of the first and second floors were the M.E and Forensics labs, surrounding the main room.
An elevator could be found inside the headquarters themselves leading all the way to the Director's command central on the fourth floor and above.
But now the whole place is just a deserted building, or at least the area you're on in.
Officers' desks overturned and paper lying everywhere, you even spot blood stains in some areas.
>Investigate this area
>Go to the M.E / Forensics
>Go to the second floor
>Look for your own desk
>Write-in

>>1008410
>Go to the M.E / Forensics

>>1008412
Well I'm gonna give it a bit more in case any of the others show up.

Writing in 10.

>>1008410
>check our this area first

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>1008434
>>1008412
1 - me
2 - here

>>1008438
We're shitty fucking cops.

You opt to head out to the M.E. Labs. The place is just as deserted as the rest.
Even the bodies are missing, which you assume is a sign they turned into necromorphs.
One thing does draw your attention however, one of the missing body's case file dates to the day the necros first appeared.
Upon further inspection and some translation of 'medic-ese' by the doctor and it hits you.
It's about the bathroom guy with the caved in head. Interesting bit is that the report says his wounds are 'clearly self inflicted'.
How in the hell does a loony cave in his own head? That's one horrible fate.
Other highlights of the room are some chemicals which you figure could be used for some improvised bomb-making,
and medical instruments, including an automatic bonesaw.
It looks like a chainsaw but the cutting bits are only on one end and the opposite side has a metal guard.
Do you take the saw? (takes up 1 slot, you have 1 free slot)
>Yes
>No
Your group gathers again at the entrance.
>Head back to the main room to check what you can find
>Head upstairs to the offices
>Leave Sec and head to [write-in]
>Write-in

>>1008439
To be fair there wasn't anything super-interesting about the description.

>>1008447
>Yes
>Head upstairs to the offices, Sweep and clear so we don't get ambushed again.

>>1008447
>Yes
>Head upstairs to the offices

>>1008447
>yes!
Upstairs

>>1008447
>>Yes
>Head upstairs to the offices

Saws are always good and double the good with our melee antics

You and the group take the elevator the second floor, but upon arrival there an alarm is triggered.
Gomez and Sarge look at each other, you can see the worry on their faces.
This place never had second floor elevator alarms, which means someone else set it up.
Your group heads in and takes cover, yet the alarm keeps ringing.
“Someone needs to find it and shut it down before someone finds us”
“Too late” says Julius as he fires his plasma cutters at the vents, bits of necromorph falling through it
>Split the group, who goes into the alarm team and who goes into the defense team?
>Everyone heads to the alarm, you can't split the party in enemy territory, and you can't risk searching when enemies know your location
>Just look around regardless of the monsters, if you manage to leave intact it'll mean the alarm will keep drawing them here while you'll be long gone.
>Write-in
d20 too!

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>1008459
>Everyone heads to the alarm, you can't split the party in enemy territory, and you can't risk searching when enemies know your location

>>1008461
10+

Rolled 15 + 10 (1d20 + 10)

>>1008459
>Everyone heads to the alarm, you can't split the party in enemy territory, and you can't risk searching when enemies know your location
We add ten?

Rolled 3, 2 = 5 (2d20)

>>1008461
>>1008466
I GOT THIS

Rolled 3 (1d20)

Get the team's Back as they hunt for the alarm. RIP AND TEAR

>>1008468
10+ min*
The time I would wait for new votes

>>1008468
>>1008461
>>1008469
>>1008470
15 it is.

Damn the dice gods hate us

Rolled 11, 13, 8, 10, 16 = 58 (5d20)

You suggest finding the controls for this alarm but Julius points out that could take a long time.
“How about we just shoot the speakers, darling?”
Carla points her pistol to the one right next to the elevator and blasts it to bits.
“Sounds good, move as a group, shoot anything that moves or that makes this goddamn sound.”
-
A minute has passed and you've only found another two alarm speakers, the sound is still up but you can hear some difference.
The few necromorphs that appeared have been dispatched easily by concentrated firepower.
But as you hear the elevator being activated you can't help but think that 'maybe necromorphs are the least of your worries'.
You keep going until your party finds another set of speakers, this time guarded by a group of three pregnant necros surrounded by five of those damned babies.
>Retreat and try to intercept the elevator group
>Focus fire on the necros (battleplan?)
>Take out the speakers first, then fight the necros (battleplan?)
>Write-in

>>1008479
>Retreat and try to intercept the elevator group

>>1008479
>>1008485
Oh and d20 bo3.

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>1008479
>Retreat and try to intercept the elevator group

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>1008479
>>Focus fire on the necros (battleplan?)

Dismember the pregnants, can't let them unleash their lethal load.

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>1008487

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>>1008492
>1
I didn't ask for this.

>retreat and try to intercept the elevator group
Also, could we have Carla pick off any necros on our 6?

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>1008498
Forgot to roll

>>1008498
You mean put her on rear guard with the sniper so none of them get close enough to screw with you?
Sure it's doable.

Gonna get coffee then writing for
>Retreat
>Intercept the Elevator Group

Rolled 19, 12, 6, 16, 1 = 54 (5d20)

You run back to the elevator to try and intercept the enemies' arrival,
sadly you're too late and your 'welcome' gift is a barrage of fire on your direction.
The four cultists manage to pin your group down and make your own counter-offense harder,
but thankfully they only hit two shots, on you and on Julius.
Carla hangs a bit back and starts guarding for any necromorphs or cultists that try to sneak on your backs.
You hear take a shot so you assume she's already doing her job.
When everyone starts firing back the results are moderate, Gomez and you manage to take down one of them by focusing fire on him.
The rest of the cultist band rushes to cover as your remaining team mates attempt to hit them
>Battleplan?
d20

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>1008538
>Leap frog advance or use our thick stronk armor with a shield to draw fire as we advance so the others can pick them off.

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>1008538
Shoot out the lights, then pop out of cover to blind them with suit flashlights and gun them down.

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>>1008555
I've still got it baby

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>>1008555
You won't actually even need to shoot the lights.

>>1008562
THAT'S A STOMPIN'

You shoot the lights and rush into the fight, drawing the enemy fire to your shield.
A few shots impact it but you keep going and smash onto the cultists.
They try to retreat, but you start firing. Julius and yourself manage to cut down one of them to pieces.
Carla turns back to this front and manages to open the guts of a cultist with her sniper.
His companion turns back to drag him but gets a grazing shot that discourages that.
You decide to push further once you see a pair of eyes on the vent behind the remaining cultist.
He tries to retreat again, but this time he gets impaled from two ends, by a necrospike and by your own bonesaw.
By putting some of that power-armour strength onto it you push the bone saw all the way through and into the necro behind him.
Turning back, you're ready to congratulate the party when you notice the pregnant and the lurkers rushing from behind your group.
>Battleplan?

Rolled 3, 5, 12, 11, 8 = 39 (5d20)

>>1008569
oh and d20 of course lads

I rebalanced the weapons and changed the """"system"""" but I'm still trying to figure my own notes out, goddamn me for writing that stuff when drunk

>>1008569
stomp stomp

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>1008576
forgot roll, stompy time

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>1008569
>IED, bomb the little bastards

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>1008569
>Statis the Pregger and shoot at the lurkers

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>1008569

Enter in a berserk frenzy and slice and dice those fucks with your saw

I thought about what we could do with the command area when we finish off the traitors.
Go to an area with an automatic door and preferrably has one of the alarm speakers in it, have julius disable the safety measures on it and rig it to open and close rapidly at full force.

They might just be retarded enough to kill THEMSELVES.

We could also try to rig all the doors on command to do this if we wanted to go full meatgrinder.

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>>1008587
>t. Wile E. Coyote
It could work.

>>1008582
pic

>>1008587
can we nigger rig some stasis modules to speed up those doors like they do with twitchers?

>>1008597
Now you're cookin with gasoline, son

Either way, I love the idea of baiting all the necromorphs on the station up here just to meatgrind them in the door

Doc and Julius manage to shoot lurkers down but not before being hit by the damn things.
They stumble back, Gomez and Sarge covering for them with suppresion fire.
Carla tries to snipe but the distance is too close so she misses, and retreats alongside the other two.
You on the other hand feel like it's time for a good old melee.
Rushing in you dodge the lurker shots and block a pregnant's attack with your shield, then put the other one on stasis and bisect the one that tried to kill you.
The swarmers try to leap out but are promptly become ground meat due to the saw's fast-rotating teeth.
You then spin your body and stomp on a lurker as it tries to leave the wall behind you.
Turning back to face the enemies, they all take aim at you. Your shield is raised.
>Battleplan?
d20

Twitchers soon, but not so soon by the way.

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>1008608
Use the shield to make mashed potatoes.

Rolled 7, 8, 5, 15, 6 = 41 (5d20)

>>1008608
CLARIFICATION:
You used stasis both other pregs.
Two lurkers still alive, two pregs frozen, remaining necros dead (the ones on this group at least)

Alarms still ringing.

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>1008608
>Push one of the frozen Preggers at them and fall back

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>1008608
Saw apart the lurkers, smash the preggos into paste with the shield.

>>1008625
My streak! The marker has forsaken me for my hubris!

>>1008608
STOMP
T
O
M
P

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>1008630
rollio brando

Rolled 14 (1d20)

Saw them apart brutally

Rolled 2, 12, 2, 6, 15 = 37 (5d20)

You try to bash the pregnants into the lukers but the little ones move fast.
One of them is unlucky, and jumps onto the path of Gomez' fire, dying immediately,
the other one however is smart enough to jump on your flank and getting two shots in,
one hitting you and the other hitting Sarge. Carla shoots the escaping lurker down before he can do more damage.
The rest of the group focuses their fire on the frozen pregnant monsters, taking down their limbs.
Lucky you that stasis targets are so easy to tear apart.
They manage to kill one, but the remaining one is only missing an arm spike.
>How do you finish it?
>Send the others for the alarms and rush behind them?
d20

Unlucky rolls means an easy battle lasts a little bit longer.

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>1008654
>stomp it
TKO when?

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>1008654
>Cut it up
>Yes

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>1008654
TEAR it apart with your hands

>>1008657
>>1008661
>>1008664
Not with these rolls you won't.

>>1008665
;_;
smack it