>>1038492
>2/2
"You sure we should be moving this truck, Sarge?" the man shakes his head "No. Never sure, but Duke got us here, we can't possibly let Phil do this crap, it'll be the end of all of us"
"Are you sure it's Phil? I mean, he went berserk back there but I've never seen his eyes like that" the two men stop to identify themselves at the gate before moving on.
"I'm not sure what happened but we need to take this bomb the hell outta here. Julius said it's remote detonator is already disarmed but we can't risk leaving it in the open"
Gomez checks his rifle again "Let's hope Phil comes to his sense then, I'd hate to have to shoot him. He's a good friend y'know?"
"Odds are he'd shoot you before you could even see him coming, that's why we're in a goddamn truck and not carrying it on foot" both men laugh.
"So, did Carla or Doc contact you? I'm worried ever since they went looking for Phil" Gomez shakes his head "Didn't contact you either huh? Damn"
-
You look to the doctor. His rage welling up "Decide, now!"
>Look, your plan won't work. Detonator is fucked
>Ask him about what you did, if he knows and remembers it so well
>Ask him about the other agents
>Try to convince him to quit this plan, as hard as this might be (d20 + arguments)
>Write-in

Oh and, things might slow down mid afternoon then pick up again at night.

>>1038496
>>Look, your plan won't work. Detonator is fucked

"Look, your plan won't work. The detonator is fucked" he grabs the remote and holds it before you "Not gonna-" he presses the button. Then he presses it again and again, eventually he slams it on the desk.
"You bloody-" suddenly his attention turns to the governor's computer, he messes with it for a bit then exclaims "How the hell did you contact them?" you begin approaching to see what he's on about,
but he points the gun to you once more. "I don't know how you got those two to help you, but you'll do what I asked or I'll put a bullet into these girls' heads" he eyes, his mouth is twitching and you think he's about to snap.
After a moment of doing nothing he shoots the governor in the head a single time before rushing to the door. You move to try and stop him but he throws the vial back. Quickly choosing between chasing,
and getting the drug you take the drug. He'll probably go chase the truck so he can do his crazy terror attack. Lucky he didn't just decide to put a bullet in your heads, maybe he just doesn't have it in him,
to do it personally that is. Shortly you hear gunfire from the lower levels. You give Carla and Sarah the drug, hoping it's not a fake and Doc was just lying again, and after about a minute they wake up. "Phil? What happened?"
"Who's this chick? Where the hell are we?" your two companions stare at each other then back at you, waiting for explanations.
>No time to explain, let's go after Doc (d20)
>No time to explain, stay here until I come back
>No time to explain, take this cop chick and run
>Fuck it, I'll explain
>Write-in

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>1038673
>>No time to explain, take this cop chick and run
we gots to go

>>1038689
Roll me 2 more since you're the only one around.

Rolled 6, 17 = 23 (2d20)

>>1038717
here we go

>>1038726
yea for once it didnt suck

>>1038729
Might take a sec since phone.

>>1038735
all good

"No time to explain, just get the hell away from hers as fast as you can, I'm going to go save everyone" Carla raises her hand to try and stop you, but swiftly you evade it and run out the door.
It's a mess on the first floor of the building, it looks like Doc shot up the remaining security. As you run out to the front you overhear that he took a hostage and stole a cop car.
Up front you see that there's a pair of officers checking on a fallen comrade, it seems they just got here in their own car. You take the opportunity to rob their own car.
By the time one of them approaches you've already managed to breach into it's system, a skill you learned back when you used to forget your own keys on Earth.
Putting the pedal to the metal you rush through the main gate. The cop info systems inform of an unidentified truck being chased by a stolen police vehicle in the lunar high way, so you start riding towards it.
-
There they are, the cop car is tailing the truck closely, no others seem to be in the same lead yet, probably still busy with the other messes you've left around town.
One moment and you could catch up to them, or you could wait and see.
>Offensive driving, try to take Doc off their tail (d20)
>Defensive driving, try to tail them closely (d20)
>Stealth chase, try to keep your distance so Doc doesn't see you (d20)
>Write-in

Gonna take a while to get to the next one, but it'll come.

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>1038810
>Offensive driving, try to take Doc off their tail (d20)

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>1038810

>>1038810
>Offensive driving, try to take Doc off their tail (d20)
Forgot to vote

>>1038859
looks like we are crahsing

>>1038855
>>1038825
>These rolls
Still one more to go, I'm about to start my [thing] here so don't chill it, you have pleeeenty of time to roll a 1

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>1038872
heres that 1

>>1038872
>Qm goes with 1 person again. The squeal

>>1039016
Second player at 2 hours since thread opened and third poster at 3.
Should I just talk to myself while waiting for anyone to show up?

>>1039053
More or less poking fun at him. Its all good. Lol

>>1039062
;-;

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>1038810
>go FAST!
Man, I thought u start your run at noon, not at 10am

Do I Roll?

>>1039053
How about you give some of us more time to sleeeeep, I go to sleep at like 5 or 6 am.

>>1039081
Sorry man, for me it was 3 pm already.

Then again, I'm currently not home. I'll get there soon and I've stocked up on stuff to keep me awake for a real long thread.

>>1039091
If only Stalin-Trump deported you westward to my timezone.

>>1039053
I've been here since the thread started I just lurk though

>>1039117
mybe you should upgrad to playing?
join in on thise ones

>>1039117
JUST POST YOU F*****!
Shitpost if you have to, make it known so the qm doesn't feel bad!

>>1039117
And roll a dice while your at it.
You know how? If not then now's the time to learn.

>>1039117
Makes sense really, I do that a lot as well.

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>>1039159
>>1039156
I-It's okay anon.

Fuck no one wanted to point out the fallacy of his plan how with a communicator and a remote detonator it would have been easy to blow the building without any of us needing to die, or even that if we all die and the plan fails we might make a bad situation worse.

>>1039313
he wants to die and for you to come with

>>1039313
I woke up late so I didn't get to add to the write in.

We did that in the last thread, but qm put up a new vote and the early bird got to fuck us with the tentacle-worm.

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At last, I have returned.

Writing for Mad Phil the Road Warrior.

>>1039429
Best phil not nu-phil

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IbovwHryovE

Speeding up you dodge a series of civilian vehicles, your needlework is pretty good and soon you find yourself riding right to Doc's car. You're only at 100 km/h, and modern cars can take quite a beating.
Worrying little for your safety you try to ram his car with your own, but he breaks a bit and then puts his foot down on the accelerator again. You're now on the left and he's at your right side.
He looks at you through the window, a face of pure rage. Turning back to the traffic you see that the opposite flow is going to get rough, if he rams you then it'd be bad. You go to max speed and overtake the truck,
though you don't stand in front rather you move to the right lane where Doc's is and try decelerating. He sees what you're doing and rather than give it up speeds up and rams your back.
Bad move on his part. You sock the brakes so hard you think you might've broken your foot. Both of your cars start slowing down fast. There are civilians coming up behind, this will definitely be a nasty collision.
Samson doesn't give up yet, to avoid turning into a human pancake he steers right and manages to abruptly make an exit to the urban traffic below the super highway. You can't just let him leave.
You spin your wheels to the right and pull the handbrake, then instead of drifting you turn the steering completely and do a 180 return. Speeding up on the wrong flow, the civilians incoming all start dodging.
A left turn at the right exit and you're back on his track. He's not too far, but chasing up to him in urban traffic will be tough. You've got good skills but this will be hard. He takes a left and then another left,
you're catching up to him, but you realize that he's trying to get back to the highway. You feel like shouting profanities at him but you don't think it'll help.
>Try to keep him urban, it's more dangerous but will keep him away from the truck
>Let him move back to the highway, cars are tough but civilians are squishy
>Write-in
All options require a d20 bo3

>>1039514
you haven't even seen Phil's true self^, hue

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>1039539
>Try to keep him urban, it's more dangerous but will keep him away from the truck. Put him into the wall.

>>1039539
I just noticed I put 100 km when I ment miles but okay, problems of playing with imperial and using metric

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>1039539
>>Let him move back to the highway, cars are tough but civilians are squishy

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>1039539
>Write-in
Use the radio in the squad car and talk him down.

Talk about stuff in the last thread.

enough with the 5d chess with characters.

>>1039579
I'm just joking.

>>1039579
Also, if you could mention what exactly you mean, and if to keep it urban or go highway since that bit is tied. (yours is not mutually exclusive with either)

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>1039551
>>1039562

I thought the truck went another way, and Samson made a hard turn to escape us, since we got ahead of him and tried to bring him to a stop.

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>>1039647
He made a hard turn, the truck kept going straight while you and he went off.
He wants to get back to the highway so he can resume chasing.


Think of it like pic, but less retarded.

Both of you start picking up the pace, soon you're like lightning blazing through the streets. Every time he tries to continue you try to block his turns, and every time he tries to throw you out,
well, two can play the game. Eventually he starts blazing faster and faster at a speed that definitely is 'too fast' for the traffic in the urban area. You try to take off his balance by putting your front's tip to his back.
It works, kinda. He's impressive really, despite taking off his back to the side he manages to use it to his advantage and go into an extremely sharp turn. Keeping up is getting harder, he doesn't have any concerns,
not for his life nor for others'. You might need to act similarly about your own wellbeing, but you can't just let street walking civvies get run over because of this scuffle. You start tailing him without interfering,
and soon you both make your way into the highway. "Doc, come on" you try sending him a message "You don't need to do this. We can help you, we can fight them. If you do - this - everyone will lose trust,
everything will be hysteria. You'll be killing all of us" his voice comes a minute later, it's cracking a bit but he's mostly determined, as he says "I've got to do this, even if it doesn't work we can't take them down,
not on our own" you decide to wait a bit until the rage subsides further before trying contact again. For now you put the pedal to the metal once more, the car is getting to the limit at nearly 250 mph.
You're coming close to the truck, but to your luck it's trying to leave the highway. Goddamn, back into the urban areas? And at your speed the turn might be too tight. You see Doc is not slowing down either.
>Grip it (d20)
>Drift (d20)
>Go straight and try to leave ahead.
>Slow down!
>Write-in

Meanwhile, want to CONTACT Doc? If yes
>What do you say?

>>1039674
>What do you say?

>"So you are saying that if we set big phil up across the street from Parliament while it was in session, then made claims of Unitologists being behind it that would not work?"

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>1039674
Drift (d20)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fgjnktKsbxA

>>1039748
I've got you familia.
https://youtu.be/dv13gl0a-FA?t=1m4s

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>1039674

Drift (d20

Rolled 19 (1d20)

Seems like you're D.K. now.

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>1039674
>write in.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/PIT_maneuver

Pin the side of the rear of the vehicle then turn against the car hard to spin him out of control.

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>>1039829
Here we go.

>>1039829
Thank god you're late.

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>1039837
ANOTHER 1!

Brake, steer, handbrake, fuck. You're going so fast laterally that you feel like your brain is being squished against your ear. Somehow, you make it. Not only do you make it, but while drifting you pulled ahead.
Doc is now trying to pass you, but the exit from the super highways is tight enough that you can block him long enough for the truck to pick up some distance. You get a comm call from Doc. He's silent for a bit,
prompting you to start talking in his stead: "So you are saying that if we set big phil up across the street from Parliament while it was in session, then made claims of Unitologists being behind it that would not work?"
"It doesn't matter, Phil. I need to do this. We both need to be ended for what we did, just like the unitologists and EarthGov" you laugh, even if the situation calls for the opposite. It's impossible he doesn't realize just,
well - ridiculous - his plan is. "Instead of staying around and redeeming yourself you want to likely doom humanity to a war which will annihilate it while also taking your own life so you don't have to deal with the fallout"
He is silent, but doesn't cut you off. "You know how stupid that is? Stop being such a goddamn idiot Doc. Give it up" he cuts off the call. You two keep chasing, but eventually his speed starts to drop.
The truck gets away, and soon your car and his both stop. He gets off. The grown man in front of you is bawling his eyes out, just what did you two do? Doc sits on the stolen car's hood and clutches his head with both hands.
Sirens are approaching, you've got quite a few ways to deal with this.
>Put him in the car, take him. He's still got to atone by actually doing something useful.
>Leave him here, let the cops deal with this however they want. The governor's office will be evidence enough
>Execute him, you're erasing all of this and the one that knows about your past. He deserves it.
>Write-in

>>1039829
I really want to consider this since player rolls are important and I just rolled to make sure you guys wouldn't depend on just 2, but jesus man, I don't wanna fuck y'all over

>>1039855
>Hog-Tie him, Break his jaw and drop him off too the cops/Earth Gov agents too explain what the fuck happened.

>>1039855
>Put him in the car, take him. He's still got to atone by actually doing something useful.

Maybe the more sane phil is, the less crazy the rolls are....

Rolled 47 (1d100)

>>1039855
We could start using a d100 dice.

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I'll wait further.

>>1039855
>Put him in the car, take him. He's still got to atone by actually doing something useful.
>Hug him

>>1039855
"We can still fix this mess doc, We just have to put more Thought behind how we plan to do it, Why do you think i would have signed up to be a human weapon, with no memory of my past, I was clearly suicidal before the program. But now we finally have a chance not just at a modicum of happiness but at being able to atone."

>>1039855

Put him in the car, take him. He's still got to atone by actually doing something useful

He would still know things about us and should tell the others

>>1040071
>>1040014
>>1039897
>>1039863
Writing.

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>1040071

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>1040080
Wut we rolling again?

>>1040095
>>1040080
I don't know what you're rolling for but it makes me wish I actually had something that asked for it
>20

>>1040124
https://youtu.be/G0T5HHRvmXM?t=1703
Talk to doc, this scene maybe?

>>1040145
At 28:21

>>1040095
>>1040124
Idk just normal roll with each thing.
Iv done for this quest.
Mybe for doc not to freak out and kill himself or something

Tells us everything

You walk up to him and give him a right hook to the face. He slumps to the side, but shortly after straightens up again. "That was for pointing a gun at Carla and threatening to blow us up"
Grabbing him by the shoulder you start moving him into your own car. It's stolen but you're sure you can outrun the cops. Once he's in the passenger seat you turn on the car and simply state "Let's go home"
He doesn't say much on the trip there. To your luck the rookies they sent after you didn't even notice your cop car was one of the stolen vehicles. Doc is leaning onto the window, and looks pensive.
"We can still fix this mess doc, just have to put more thought behind how we plan to do it" you turn to him as you drive, he's still slumped to the side, barely giving you any reaction.
"Why do you think I would have signed up to be a human weapon, with no memory of my past, I was clearly suicidal before the program" he laughs, it's a sad one, but a reaction nonetheless.
"That's wrong. You thought you'd make a real difference, they explained it to you but they always make it sound better than what happens in practice" you raise an eyebrow at his sudden statement.
"So why did I want to kill myself?" he briefly turns to you before staring back through the window "That came later. Your mind isn't stable, it didn't take well to the programming. A certain mission,
well, it threw you off from your stability completely. Our superiors still wanted you ready to be used so we went to Heinlein" considering his words you need to ask him, "This mission, what happened?"
He freezes, even his breathing cuts off for a moment. "Remember the cultist leader? The necromorphs? You did to people what you usually do to them. And they were all just... just civilians.
They wanted it to look like a terror attack, so you killed all the officers from your team, all your friends. I wasn't the first one to get the idea you could change public opinion by faking an attack"
"I think I remember something about it, so what you're saying is I-" he interrupts you "Have you thought about why you were so eager to meet some girl but couldn't approach any?"
You shake your head "You killed everyone on your team Phil. Everyone, even..." he pauses You had the same expression you had when you shot the agent back there. Absolutely dull. And the mission before that,
I can't even talk about the things we did there." "But that's the past, those weren't - really - us. Now we finally have a chance not just at a modicum of happiness but at being able to atone"
He clutches his head again then clenches his fists. "I'm actually surprised you're able to act so normally. I think the marker and the brain damage may have changed you, from the inside"
"It's not like I'm crazy still, am I? Not that it was bad. It actually felt pretty good"
"Have you been taking the medicine?"
"Both of them"
"You should stop, if you want to understand. If you want to remember"
"Really now?"
The rest of the ride is in silence.

>>1040264
-
Doc explains everything. The group just stood there, listening. You didn't even bother participating, instead you just watched your team mates. Shock and betrayal on their faces.
Even Carla's, who surprisingly wasn't worried about you. According to her she is "getting used to you just doing whatever crazy shit you feel like doing". Sarah is there too, though she seems to be distant.
Probably doesn't affect her as deeply as it does the others. Eventually his explanations are over, and you feel like the team has some stuff to say about it, but you decide it's the right time to address all of them.
>Where do we from now? Write-in on Phil's considerations of recent events


>>1040159
What do you mean exactly, anon?

>>1040274
>Anger, Rage and Hate, But acception too use these powers to rip down the Unis first then Earthgov.

>>1040274
We feel a little bit of every emotion, be slient for a bit, then start talking slowly. We should take things slow, and think of what we need to do next. Ask doc if there is a way to deprogram Phil or ways to remove the triggers or ways to limit its effectiveness and resist it.

We can work on damage control in a bit.

Where has Julius been? hes gonna be the next Doc sleeper agent at this rate.

>>1040274
fuck man idk know.
lest go haed wit the plan and relase all the info to people and just going around cleaning up the mess
ask doc dose he know about a litttle girl? couse she keeps poping up randomaly

>>1040340
he was in the back of the truck messing with the bomb as per last thread.

>>1040274
"So' Anyone Have anything that could help us stick it to botha the bastards without ruining us?"

You feel many emotions right then. Absolutely all of them negative. It takes you a bit to start talking, but your words carry weight as the emotional load behind them is clear to all.
Hearing all of it again made you think about all the people who could've died, and for some reason it also makes you think of all those who did die for the bastards Doc was against.
"There is a way out of this" the group seems to flock towards you "There's a way for us to take all the crap that's happened, to ball it up and throw it back at them" some nod, others just remain silent.
"I promise you that there is a way to do it without us just screwing humanity up or losing our own in the process. I may be ruthless, violent, careless, insane, but I'm not about to let them win.
Because if humanity is doomed, then they win. Regardless of what their pretense is, their real motive is to end us all. They may say it's energy or ascension but it's meaningless destruction.
I'll hunt every single one of them down, even if I have to do it with my bear hands" you do have bear hands, for some reason, it's as if you're hallucinating again, though the image feels somehow different.
"We'll release information, we'll recruit others, we'll clean up our own messes and theirs. I won't stop until they are stopped, and I hope you're all gonna ride with me even if it means death"
The group cheers, even Doc seems to be recomposed. His eyes show the anger he's still got inside of him. It'll do him good, if he uses it well. Although you're not sure you'll really trust him ever again.
-
"Doc" he nods for you sit next to him. Due to a group vote he's confined to his quarters for now. "I've seen a girl sometimes. Back in Heinlein, and before even. She's this young one,
looked barely out of college" he seems to pause for a moment before taking one of his datapads. After fiddling with it he hands the device to you. It's someone's file, a female officer,
straight out of the academy and into the tactical team. "But she doesn't look like an officer, when I saw her" he shrugs "Have you ever seen anyone in your hallucinations looking like they shouldn't?"
"A bear in clothes. So who was she?"
"You had been dating for some moths. You shot her then snapped her neck"
Way to be straight about it, at least you don't remember it. It feels like it really wasn't you, it feels like you never really met her.
"Why do I think of rats when I think of her"
"That I honestly don't know. One thing you should however, and this is more important than your past. EarthGov doesn't just have a couple of markers.
If we let them be, or if they get into the cultist's hands there won't be anything left of any of us"
What a happy thought, and damn him from hiding his information for so damn long. You are tempted to punch him again, but opt not to.

>>1040493
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You're sitting in the living room, beer in hand. The news has been all over the place, reporting conflicts between EarthGov and unitologists, between civilians and unitologists and between civilians and EarthGov.
For a moment you consider the options.
>We could try to recruit gangs, civilians and disgruntled cops
>We could investigate the markers, ask Duke where we might find the intel on their locations
>You want to take some time to do something personal while there is still time
>Write-in
roll me a d20 meanwhile

>>1040359
That is a potential plan, but we gotta do this careful or it may not catch on, I don't think we can work with the EarthGov even indirectly through duke anymore unless we turn in Doc and put all the blame on him. But since I doubt we will do that, we wage a low bit of a insurgent/guerrilla campaign.

The most ideal path for me would be to work with duke as a middleman or barrier between us and earthgov shit, and trade resources and money for information and such, while taking down Unitologists.

We should have started leaking info through proxies and survivors, with grainy pictures or photos, and start ramping it up to survivours and outbreaks of necromorphs.

The Ideal point would be mass awareness of necromorphs and the forcing of the government to acknowledge it in some way and form before we blow the lid off complete in a massive intelligence leak.

It would be important to pit the Unis/necros and earthgov against one another, with the people caught in the crossfire. We will have to fight for the people to rise up and do the mass rebellion. We can only do so much with our resources. We need to create mass dissent, and have the resources of the more powerful blocks grind each other down for us.

So after analyzing our situation, we need to reestablish contact and a working relationship with Duke our intel contact guy.

And figure what kind damage control we can do with us wasting a high ranking agent.

Then we start ripping up the Unis under Government authority making the unis more belligerent towards earth gov. And aloow certain attacks that we can contained to make the earth gov look bad for allow the cultists to terrorize the populace with near impunity.

Once things come to a blow, we start dropping emails harder than the Russians (allegedly) of H-Dogs secret server. and allow thing to reach a boiling point by setting it off with dumping all the dirt we have collected by then almost at once.

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>1040502
>>We could try to recruit gangs, civilians and disgruntled cops

>>1040522
so we going to become the new god emper?
of this new world??

>>1040522
Someone's fired up, I like it.

>>1040502
We gottda play 3d chess for this, we use gangs but avoid recruiting them, they are their own groups for a reason. We form mutually beneficial relations with gangs, they can help us cover up or incite riots, uprisings and disposal of high risk vips.

We recruit from survivors and civilians, occasionally cops but cops should be part of our intel network, occasionally recruiting them like Sarah.

We start forming groups to act on our behalf an other action teams when things happen far away that we cannot respond to in time.

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>1040502
Right, missed the dice.

I'll wait a bit for one more.

Also meta question

do you want more action soon or some downtime before going into the meatgrinder again? I'm basically retarded when it comes to pacing it seems

>>1040584
there is only war

>>1040584
Lets let the situation dictate it for now... maybe? Like you can throw action at us, but we could try and avoid or escape it.

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>1040502
>We could try to recruit gangs, civilians and disgruntled cops
>We could investigate the markers, ask Duke where we might find the intel on their locations

>>1040612
Its a bad Ideal to recruit from gangs, if they are from opposing gangs or from the game gang they will cause schisms or cliques within our own faction, and can eat us alive from within. Gangs tend to have one loyalty, and its to their gang identity.

Unless we are recruiting gang survivors who were nearly wiped out, thus removing their effectiveness for what their intended use should be (deniable unscrupulous actions against a fact or group) we should not recruit or draw manpower from them.

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So are we ready for this?

>>1040644
Gangs have more important things to do or focus elsewhere.

>>1040644
we can always use them as meatsheilds.
lol
cant beivle it we are now become rebal scum

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>>1040658
We were always rebel scum.

>>1040644
I think that terry would probably join up against the Unis and the Government if we show him footage of the shit that went down on heinlein

"Carla" she raises her head "Hm?" you look down at her "I think we should start recruiting people" she nods. "Maybe we can start working something with Duke, see if he can help us find the right people.
I'm thinking we can cut some deals with crooks, get a few cops on our side, maybe a few civilians who we know have been screwed during this whole shitshow" she raises her head and nods again.
"I think we oughta think long term. We need more personnel, allies who can help us create distractions or steal resources. Hell, when the time comes we might need a goddamn army..."
You continue your rant before getting a slight slap to the balls "Can you please stop talking about strategy while I'm blowing you? I mean, I get that it's important but hell if it's not a mood killer"
It's really hard. Taking your mind off things that is, even during your break.
-
"Duke" he looks to you and waves for you to come closer. "Kid, to what do I owe the pleasure?" you lean over the counter and sigh "Well, I'm hoping I still have your support, but I'll understand if you-"
"Buddy, what? I've never played by the rules. At least not theirs. Plus I always wanted to be a double agent. That said please stop being triggered by special code words and assassinating officials"
You both laugh at the silliness of it all. "Look, I think we need more allies. Can you pass me a list of possible recruits? Or hell, can you give me contacts to gangs and mercenaries in case I decide to hire someone"
"It'd be useful too. Better not waste your real assets when you can always find a two-bit thug to play war for you. Plus I heard the lunatics have recently started cheering for you, apparently their leader,
one 'Terry' recognized you on TV. They're saying you're a real 'loco' and they hope you 'burn it all down', crazy fellas" well it ain't all that bad then.
"So about those agents, can you give me the list?" he nods "I'll ready it until the end of the day, so in about eight hours. It'll need some digging since you're requiring a pretty specific set of needs"
"It's good enough" the man lights up a cigar and goes to check his data.
Meanwhile, you'll need to fill those eight hours with something.
>Go check on some companion [who?]
>Work on disguising yourself, to avoid recognition (d20)
>Just rest, you'll get to work when you're needed
>Write-in

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>1040713
>>Just rest, you'll get to work when you're needed

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>1040713
>Just rest, you'll get to work when you're needed
So we turned over all the info yet to duke?

>>1040730
>>1040725

Are you guys rolling to disguise then rest or just rolling because dice are fun?

>>1040713
>Work on disguising yourself, to avoid recognition (d20)

>>1040732
i was rolling for fun and for sweeet dreams

>>1040732
Kinda both? I figure we'd do one after the other but idk. Mostly rolling just in case a roll is needed

It's better to just rest around for a while. But first, why not work on disguising your face? You did show up in quite a few places and it'd be good if no one saw your mugshot and decided to turn you in.
Carla gets you blue eye-contacts and black hair dye. You use them appropriatelly, next cutting your hair down to a buzzcut and getting a clean shave. You look decently different. Another important step,
you cleaned your armour and guns of all the blood and dirt that was piling on them. At the end of it things you're certain nobody will notice you're, well, you.
Then, after it's all done you go for a nap to pass some time. Dreams come to you, but they feel abnormal, not vivid like they used to be, just shadows.You wake up feeling good.
-
Duke's got you to his little 'office' inside your main base of operations, aka 'his apartment'. He offers a cigar and some booze, and soon you're both sitting comfortably as he goes begins:
"Look, the non priority recruits, the possible contracted and all the last-measure deals? I left it out. If you want I can forward it to you later on a bigger list so you can have others work on it, but trust me,
the rest aren't as good as the ones I picked out" you nod and make a spinning gesture with your hand so he'll just move on. "A'ight here it is kid. First up, Dr. Hiran Chauhan, studies energy,
lost his family in a little 'accident' in a marker site, ever since he's on the run for sabotaging the power grid of multiple cities." the image is of a forty-some indian man with a long beard and hair.
"Now meet former Corporal Marcus Black" ironically, he's black, but you refrain from pointing it out "raised by unitologists, joined the military to escape his crazy parents. Got discharged after-"
he coughs "Let's just say Mr. Black didn't take well to certain 'people' being promoted up the ladder of command due to their influence" he sounds and looks like a Mad Dog.
"Then we have Ping-Pong" you have to stop him before he switches to that file "Did you just say Ping-Pong, or am I fucking hallucinating?" Duke laughs and shakes his head "That's his alias.
Real name is Gabriel Mercer, famous as the Ping-Pong assassin. Why? Well, beyond him acting like a ping-pong ball on the battlefield there is the fact he executed multiple officials by socking
ping pong balls on their eyes, then hanging them to bleed out" you look to him incredulously "Why would anyone do that?" he shrugs "Regardless, he's got a real beef with EarthGov, though I don't know why"

>>1040967
"Finally, but not any less important, the pyromaniac Mira Rajovik, the 'Firehead'. Former chemistry student, she's some supervillain tier crazy. Even worse than the ping pong guy.
She's currently in minimum security for theft but we know for a fact she's been burning and exploding things for a long ass time, back to her teens. Carla would like her"
"Probably. So what, are these all?"
"For now, I'll see about finding more, but it's not exactly easy to dig up. Most people aren't exactly 'exceptional' enough. Now, the locations for each recruits are in the files. Do you need anything else?"
>Yes [write-in]
>No. I'll go meet with Corporal Black
>No. I'll go meet with the Firehead
>No. I'll go meet with Dr. Hiran
>No. I'll go meet with Ping-Pong
>Actually, I need to do something else first [write-in]
And if you go somewhere, tell me who do you take and how do you want to get there.

>>1040978
>No. I'll go meet with the Firehead, Then Corporal Black, Hiran and Ping-Pong

>>1040978
>No. I'll go meet with Dr. Hiran
We want the good crazy not the evil or chaotic crazy.... least, not yet.

>>1041094
I promise regardless of descriptions none of them are edgelords.

>>1040978
>>No. I'll go meet with the Firehead
you cant purge without fire

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>>1041107
>>1041110

>>1040978
Dr. Hiran
Corporal Black
the Firehead
Ping-Pong
In the order from top to bottom, the Indian guy sounds like he could get pinched and we want to grab him while hes free, and in the open, not in jail.

Rolled 1 (1d2)

1 - Hiran
2 - Firehead

>>1041110
Linked you by mistake

"No. I'll go meet with the Hiran, though I really look forward to meeting Firehead. Why do they call her that anyway, other than setting things on fire?" his cigar falls from his mouth,
but you manage to catch it mid air and put it back in place. "Kid, look at her picture, what do you notice?" you shrug "She's hot?" he rubs his temples "First, please don't say that when your girlfriend is around,
or you'll get burned. Second, horrible pun. Third, she's a goddamn redhead, did you get dropped as a kid?" you shake your head and start heading for the exit "I did get mind-programmed and mind-wiped,
affected by alien brain waves, and thrown into a coma with a possibility of brain damage" you complete, before finally leaving.
-
You went alone to find this one Doctor Hiran. He was holed up in a squat full of hobos. Well he does fit in if his picture is any indication, while you don't. The hobos seem a bit hostile,
but once you tell them you're not a cop they just let you be. The place is a mess of the worst kind, with people living in abject poverty. Funny how humanity left to explore the stars only to bring it's illnesses with it.
Hiran is sitting cross legged near the edge of the fourth floor's unfinished walls. At first you think he is meditating which would've force you into making cliche jokes,
but upon further inspection it's clear he's just working on a circuit board. "Dr. Hiran? I'm -" he interrupts you "I don't care" well how impolite. "Look, I work against the same people as you.
I know about the necromorphs and the markers" he turns around in a hurry, hand over a pistol he was concealing under the board. "Are you with EarthGov?" you shake your head.
"Well, I was programmed as an assassin by them, but not anymore. You probably saw me on the news?" he lowers the weapon "You disguised yourself. Clever. What do you wish of me?"
"I want you to join me, help me take down these fools before they can kill any more innocents" he raises the circuit board in front of you "What?" he sighs "Take this, I need to grab something"
You grab the board and wait as he goes into a side room, soon coming back with a cart full of electronics. "Now where do we go?"
"I have a car you can put all that in-" he shakes his head "I walk. No cars, EarthGov can tap into internal systems if there is an agent nearby" this fella might be crazy, then again no judgment there.
After giving him directions you slowly follow behind as the man walks all the way toward the apartment. Before going in he informs you that he can mess with your vehicle's systems later,
but he'll need time and more parts.
>Get this crazy coot upstairs and acquainted
>Nope, no time for socialising, Duke will handle it while you meet [who?]
also a d20

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>1041297
>>Get this crazy coot upstairs and acquainted

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>1041297
>>Get this crazy coot upstairs and acquainted
>>1041355
Bravo

>>1041355
Man you kill the fun with that roll.

>>1041364
>>1041362
so as long as it not for anything impornet like fighting or anythign we get 20s wow just wow

>>1041382
That how my life goes when I am playing dnd.

>>1041297
>Get this crazy coot upstairs and acquainted

Entering the apartment you're greeted by Carla jumping on you and slapping your ass, Hiran is amused by your antics but doesn't comment. Everyone else is massed in the living room,
they seem to be watching a recording of your chase with Doc the highway cameras captured, they even let Doc come out for it. You have to admit it's a pretty good chase, movie-worthy.
"Everyone, this is Dr. Hiran Chauhan, he's a new recruit. He's going to be helping-" the bearded hobo went off to inspect the table full of electronics, cackling to himself while everyone watches him.
He turns around, still smiling "Ah yes, we'll help many with this. It'll be glorious!" you make the universal sign of 'this guy is fucking nuts' which results in judgmental looks from your crew.
It's not like you're criticizing it, just pointing it out. "Now, D-" doc is in use, Hiran is too ethnic, maybe... "Professor?" he turns to you again "Can I call you professor?"
"I'll teach you much if you wish, do as you please" you shrug and lead him to a place where he can work. You notice Julius follows you, perhaps they'll get to work together on something.
-
After getting everything settled and asking for Duke to arrange extra accommodations you went back on the road, you went...
>Alone
>With [list who you took with?]
To...
>Meet Corporal Black
>Meet Ping Pong
>Meet Firehead
>Write-in

>>1041382
Hey it was something, you'll just never find out now.

>>1041458
>>With [list who you took with?]
Carla
>>Meet Firehead

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>1041458
>>With [list who you took with?]
>Carla
>>>Meet Firehead

>>1041458
>With [Sarge]
>Meet Corporal Black

>>1041485
yet again
we makeing all the friends

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>>1041485
What's going on here, is the luck swing turning up?

>>1041502
just wait till we gots to fight,
mybe the dice gods are happy with what i made for dinner

>>1041509
Well have a free san check pass.

Writing for Firehead x Carla

>>1041509
Was it your family?

>>1041515
i had to make us whole

Getting a meeting with an inmate in a low security prison wasn't very hard, in fact it's downright annoying that you didn't have to concoct some grand scheme to bust someone out of supermax.
Carla is sitting next to you on a bench, you're both leaning over the table and waiting for the criminal. About five minutes after you get there she arrives, her nose is bloodied up but she's smiling.
"Sorry to keep you waiting. Had small scuffle, broken nose but I did bust his knee" says the tall bombshell redhead. If she's mentioning a fight with a 'he' then it must've been a guard.
"She's hot" says your girlfriend "That's what I said too" you both share a laugh, much to the inmate's amusement. "So, want a job?" she waves her fingers then points to the handcuffs.
"Ah yes, we'll pay your bond. For someone so famous you managed to get arrested for so little" she shrugs "It was just cup noodles, I was starving and I forgot wallet at home" that's the stupidest reason to get busted.
"I take it you'll want the job then?" she nods "Won't even ask it what it is?" she leans closer and puts a finger to your forehead "Boss thinks, grunt does the work. Tell me what to blow and I'll do it"
That's kinky, people really need to stop making accidental puns like that. "Alright, you're in" and soon, like in the blink of an eye, you're all out of there, three free people.
-
"Good place you've got here, will I blow it?" she says with a plastic explosive in hand, the entire group shouts at her to stop at once. "How did you even get that?" she whispers at a louder voice than your talking one:
"In prison, you have to be... resourceful with hiding" God, no.
-
You've still got a few recruits to get, while Duke is getting the two upstairs set up. Though you could also opt for something different for now and continue the efforts later.
>Continue recruiting, go for Black
>Continue recruiting, go for Ping Pong
>Do something around the house first [what?]
>Write-in

And if you leave the house, who goes with?
>Write-in companions
>Alone

>>1041585
>Continue recruiting, go for Black

>>1041585
>Continue recruiting, go for Ping Pong
>Take gomez just to freak him out with a guy who shoves pingpong balls into eyesockets

>>1041585
>Continue recruiting, go for Black
Ping pongs probably a sleeper like us.

>>1041627
>>1041608
I figure you mean go alone, yeah?

>>1041652
Yee

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>1041585
>>Continue recruiting, go for Ping Pong

>>1041665
>>1041627
>>1041609
>>1041608
Tie, so breaker in 5.

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>1041675
1 - Ping Pong
2 - Black

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>>1041707
I never liked em black.

It said in the file Ping Pong was in an underground facility. By facility you thought of some secret assassin hideout or a government bunker. Instead you found yourself in the basement of a shitty bar,
place is a den of degeneracy, you see a brothel, gambling, an even bigger booze-house and even a goddamn fight club. Asking around for the man just yielded you a few laughs and looks of scorn,
though you did get a few offers to handle the job instead from what you assume are other hitmen. Finally the bar man helps you out. "He's fighting" you assume he means in a mission but he corrects you,
"He's in the cage, boy. Ping Pong ain't coming out until somebody beat him out, and boy he's been there for six hours" damn, that's a lot. You thank the barman and head to watch the fight.
First guy is a small chinese looking man, who gets KOd in one hit. Next a huge guy, gets his ass handed down to him once Ping Pong manages to get him to the ground into a lock and surrenders.
Then a lunatic, drugged to hell and back. This one lasts a while if only because the drugs stop him from feeling pain. Match ends when Ping Pong bends both of the man's knees backwards.
This guy is undefeated, and you guess why: he's fast enough they haven't landed a single hit on him yet. And he's been doing this for six fucking hours?
>Screw this, I'll come back later
>If they won't do it I'll handle it myself (d20, ask for an entry song if you want)
>Try to talk to him through the cage
>Write-in

>>1041731
Fuck, I laughed.

And
- a fight strategy if you decide to join, somehow cut that off.
- what to say if you try to talk

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>1041776
>>If they won't do it I'll handle it myself (d20, ask for an entry song if you want)
anthoer one bites the dust

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>1041776
>If they won't do it I'll handle it myself (NO GODS NO MASTER.

>>1041776
Use his own momentum against him. Keep using his strikes to throw him into the cage and onto the floor.

It works against fast fuckers AND big fuckers, in my experience

>>1041818
Do the last one, it could be a 20, who knows.

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Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>1041776
>Challenge him to sudden death ping pong!

>>1041824
TOo late
Song rec: X GON GIVE IT TO YA

A'ight, gonna make more coffee then write for FIGHT NIGHT LIVE AT QSTV.

Theme song?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CSvFpBOe8eY

Rolled 2 (1d4)

1 - a
2 - x
3 - n
4 - c

>>1041920
?!

>>1041944
for which song we have coming on

looks like Song rec: X GON GIVE IT TO YA won

>>1041944
Dunno? Theme song roll?

I only count 3 song suggestions?

After asking around you find the fight manager. He takes a look at you and immediately knows what you're up to "A'ight pretty boy, what song do you want for entry?" pretty boy, really.
"Another one bites the dust" he shakes his head "Don't 'ave that" you shrug "No gods no masters?" he laughs "Nope" you stop and think for a bit "Chop Suey" to which he replies with "Hell no"
"Look, what the fuck do you have? Please don't tell me you only have this 26th century syntho-pop neo-postrock crap kids like today" the manager stops for a second before putting something on for you to listen.
"Fuck. This will do, so need anything else? Name? ID?" the man puts a hand on your shoulder and pushes you toward the cage line "Boyo, once you start making it big people will give a shit, for now fuck off"
-
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fGx6K90TmCI
Ping Pong eyes you from head to toe and smiles. It's a damn wide smile, as wide as his next move: an overhead kick. You duck under and start trying to pull him toward you. At first he doesn't bite,
but you feel like whatever makes him crazy also makes him want to get closer to the heat. He rushes you, though it's a feint. Dodging both hits you let him nearly crash on the cage's side.
The crowd is cheering wildly. The assassin decides to start playing, he comes in running and jumps to the cage's side from which he then leaps to knee you in the face. It does connect,
but you managed to ease the impact well enough by not letting it get to your nose. He runs at you again, but you're way too close to the cage this time. He's good and turns the rush into walking the cage.
He leaps back and tries another kick, which you easily block. This is too damn slow but you have a plan. Repeating the same movement for the third time, he comes at you but steps back the last minute expecting an evasion.
You take advantage of his feint and push his face in with a hook. He falls to the ground and immediately rolls back to his feet.
"Do I have to knock you out?"
"That or kill me, that's how it works here Lucky"
"My name isn't Lucky. I want to hire you"
"Well, hit me again and prove you ain't Lucky, and I'll joi-"
You launch an uppercut that sends him cartwheeling to the cage.
"F-fuck. Fine"
-
You and Mr. Ping Pong are sitting at a table in the VIP area, he buys you a shot and drinks what looks like a milkshake.
"So who do I kill?"
"That's not really the service"
"Then I ain't your man"
"What I mean is, we'll be hitting EarthGov"
"Explain. I'm interested but explain."
>Write-in, how to approach the subject?

>>1042001
X gon give it to ya
Another one bites the dust
Chop Suey
No Gods No Masters

>>1042011
Also today* = nowadays, fuck me.

>>1042011
I guess just the standard info package?

>>1042027
What did the dossier say about this guy...we need to figure his motivation

>>1042011
Wana know why you'd be a good candidate for the job, its gonna be messy and illegal, and its gonna bring a lot of heat. I want to know your reliable, and you can work with other misfits.

>>1042063
Kills EarthGov officials, is a contracted killer, likes to use ping pong balls, likes to play it fast.
In terms of things I didn't post it mostly doesn't matter for this though I guess you'll find out eventually.

>>1042087
Mention that we'd need to be a scalpel that cuts the good flesh from the cancer. So a a very large amount of killing required.

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>1042011
Ok I guess we stick to things he may like.
-We will likely kill quite a few more officials and cultist community leaders.
-We will Be getting even with the big wigs of EARTHgov.
-We can have some fun while we are at it
-You'll love it, we also get pizza every friday and sunday night is movie night.
-Think of it as ensuring the continued existence of an ordered society, without order there are no laws and no one needs an assassin in a state of anarchy.

>>1042202
We don't know hwo he feels towards cultists, only that he was with the Unis at one point, and that he kills Gov.

You begin explaining a bunch of information on how EarthGov is fucking everyone but he stops you. "Look, I know they're dicks. I don't care to know in what other ways they're dicks,
just tell me what you want to - do - and we'll see if I join up" you sigh and rethink your strategy. "Messy, illegal, lots of killing. Like a scalpel cutting away a cancer, gotta be direct to the heart of the issue.
An assassin would be good for us, specially if we take on big shots from EarthGov and Unitology" he stops to drink his milkshake, which upon further inspection smells more like cheese and nuts.
"Okay" he offers you his hand, which you take and shake. "I'll get you to our bas-" he interrupts you almost instantly "No. I need a place to train in, I'll stay here"
"We have a gym" he raises his eyebrows "Really? Do you have something with hot water?" you nod "I'll take it then. Time to ping these pongs, my friend" the man says while cracking his back.
You have no idea what he means by that and you don't want to ask.
-
"This is Ping Pong" at this point most of your team seems used to you just walking in with a bunch of weirdos every hour "He's an assassin, say hi, Ping Pong. So we get Pizzas on saturdays and movies on sundays, have fun"
"Nice. Though I'd prefer if you call me Gabe. Ping Pong is my artistic name" yep, he'll fit right in with this crowd. Soon enough he's at the gym and nobody gives a damn anymore, how great is that?
When you were a kid you couldn't even bring a goddamn cat home and someone would bitch, now you can bring crazy assassins and everyone takes it as the most normal thing ever.
Thinking of home, you can't help but look at Sarah. She looks a bit shaken up still, but you feel like she's getting used, specially since she gets to hang with actually nice officers like Gomez and Sarge.
Now, to the next order of business, which is...
>Finding Corporal Black [who with?] [d20]
>Doing something around here [what?] [d20]
>Write-in

>>1042216
Don't worry, Duke got people who aren't affiliated or empathising with either group, at least not at the moment.

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>1042221

Doing something around here [what?] [d20
Work out where the next marker hit is going to be and get there

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>1042221
>Doing something around here [what?] [d20]
Help Sarah fit in, and make sure shes properly introduced to everyone. Make sure everyone properly acquainted and knows each others names.

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>1042221
>Find Corporal black with Sarge

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>1042242
>Work out where the next marker hit is going to be and get there
Support. We need to find out other Marker Sites and get there before it hits the Fan.

>>1042221
FInding corporal black

I'm getting more coffee and I think I'll give you guys one up, with:

>Fuck around at home for a bit
>Go get this Black guy to join your gang
>Find marker locations

>>1042292
>Go get this Black guy to join your gang

>>1042292
>Go get black
>Have your team work on finding the next marker shit

>>1042221

Find marker locations

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>1042308
its what teams are for after all

>>1042308
>Have your team work on finding the next marker shit
Removing the ones in Gov. possession will force or give the perfect excuse to go after the ones the Unis have, this making them finally react openly in overt confrontation to Unis and attack them to get their markers.

"Sarah" she looks up to you from the couch "Hey, Phil" you take your seat next to her "Everybody treating you alright?" she looks to you, seemingly examining you face.
"Yeah, I met everyone, they're pretty kind. Officer Gomez and Sergeant Anderson have been very accommodating what with the situation I got out from" you smile.
"I have to say, your name and your face, you look like someone I know" she turns to you "You too. What's your full name?" a train's sound interrupts your first name, strangely there are no tracks nearby.
" - Philips" her face suddenly lights up in surprise "Oh, you're Detective Philips' kid. My dad worked with yours" that makes sense "Well, if our dad's were pals then I'm sure we'll be too.
Now, if you need anything don't hesitate to ask it of me or the others" she smiles, although you feel it's more of a mask. She reminds you of Doc in that she's bottling up her feelings, and that ain't healthy.
You usually just let yours out with a big 'bang' and few survivors.
-
"Alright kiddos, I've dragged you all to the living room, aka, conference room for an important mission. I need you all, well, except Sarge, to locate marker sites, Duke will handle the rest of the briefing.
Neabwguke I'll go out and find the Black guy you see people questioning why are you suddenly targetting people racially but Duke explains it away. Soon you're outta there, Sarge in tow.
It's not a long ride to the apartment building Black is living in. The corporal probably doesn't get a lot of cash in his new job as a bouncer. You knock on the door before noticing it's already night time.
"Think he might be at the club?" Sarge knocks at the door, shouting as if he were a drill sergeant. "Yeah, not here. Let's try the club. What's the name of the place?" you smirk "The Pirate's Booty"
"How original"
-
The place sure is thematic, with hot pirate ladies up front calling men to come in and Bouncers wearing eye-patches with cutlasses strapped to their hips. You see the one black dude hanging around the front,
a man bigger than a door. One drunk guy tries to get pushy on one of the girls, saying something to the effect of "Do you know who I am?" a moment later he's thrown three meters away with his arm broken.
You feel like this guy doesn't really have a lot of patience to deal with bullshit. He sees you two and gives you a short salute, making you turn to Sarge. "Crewcut, and you're packing" right, that.
Well, you need to approach this guy with a business offer. How to go about this?
>Just try to chat him while he guards the place, could work right?
>Hell, let's go in, maybe we can wait for his break or talk to his boss. Plus Sarge needs some fun
>Pretend to start a fight to drag his attention, try not to get too much of it
>Write-in

Sorry for taking some time kiddos. A few technical issues

>>1042550
>Write-in
Slip him a card with number and location, ask him if he's interested in kicking ass and taking names for real.

How are we gonna pay everyone? I guess Duke will hold the piggy bank?

>>1042550
>Hell, let's go in, maybe we can wait for his break or talk to his boss. Plus Sarge needs some fun

>>1042573
Earthgov is too busy I firgure at this point too keep track of all the cash movements.

>>1042573
He's forking over for now (operational expenses, chaos, also his boss just died so hah fuck supervision), that said if you need extra cash you've basically made a team that could get you some, if you know what I mean.

>>1042581
>>1042573
Giving it another 5 then going for the tie breaker.

>>1042550
>Hell, let's go in, maybe we can wait for his break or talk to his boss. Plus Sarge needs some fun

>>1042630
Are unitologists known to frequent strip clubs?

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>>1042672
I... what?

Sarge and you go into the club, and as you pass the guard you whisper "If you want to kick ass meet with us, Black" you hope that this was really Corporal Black because otherwise that last bit was pretty racist.
The inside of the place is just as thematics as the outside. There's wooden tables and the whole place is decorated like a neon tavern. The clash is big enough to confuse you.
A girl dressed as a slutty pirate approaches you two. "Arr! Can I interested ye two olde sea dogs on a drink? A dance? To plunder me booty?" you give Sarge a swift tap and move him ahead.
"Go plunder the lady's booty, old man. I'll take the drink" she motions for another girl to come serve you, and soon the poor officer is dragged to some side room, he looks slightly dazed at the whole thing but he'll be fine.
He's an old 'sea dog' after all. You go take a sit next to some weird asian guys in suits, who seem to be drinking a ton of ale. Another pirate comes around with your drink, and offers you a personal dance.
You don't see why not. After a bit watching her shaking harder than you after your only trip through sea one of the asian men comes to have a chat. "You are the guy from the Underground fight right?"
>That's me, what do you want?
>No, I'm just a dude.
>Who wants to know?

nearly fucking lost the whole update again, back to Evernote

>>1042719
Oh and
>Write-in
Fuck.

>>1042719
"That's right, I'm X. You want me to give it to ya, I assume?"
Fuckin song

>>1042719
>That's me, what do you want?

>>1042719
Act like a perfect gentleman and speak with ye old english accent. Ask him what he wants.

>>1042744
>olde english
I mean, I can do some impressions but that is beyond me.

>>1042752
It only has to be a bad impression from what he remembers from movies and recreations through watching re-en actors.

"That is correct, I am X. Doth thou want me to give it to thee, I presume?" the asian man looks confused so you clarify "That's me, what do you want?" he laughs "Ah, a joker. Funny"
"We are preparing entertainment for the Oyabun, we would like to hire you to put on a show with one of our fighters" you look at him skeptically. This sounds weird, 'put up a show'?
"Well, that does sound interesting but you should contact me later, I'm in my downtime" he shakes his head and puts his finger on your collar bone "I meant now, we want you to fight now?"
"In the club?" he puts more pressure on your chest "That's right. The owner won't mind if the Oyabun tells him not to mind. Now go there and fight"
"Who the fuck is the oyabun anyway? Who the fuck are you?"
"We are Yakuza, and we're older than many countries, show respect and go fight. Now"
>Fine, who do I beat up? (d20)
>How about I beat you up instead (d20)
>Sure, just let me go check on my friend first, he's my uh... manager (d20)
>Write-in

>>1042806
*"I meant now, we want you to fight now!"
*feigns a laugh
Well fuck my shit up familia.

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>1042806
>Fine, who do I beat up? But you owe me one (d20)

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>1042806
"How much is the pay?"

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>>1042829
It was bound to happen eventually.

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>1042806
"What's in it for me?"

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>1042806
>I thought you guys were koreans
This should piss em off more.

"What's in it for me?" he laughs, this time derisively "Walking out of here alive, and money" fair offer "How much is the pay?" he puts a chip on your lap and whispers "50 thousand, another 50 if you lose"
"Okay and who is the opponent?" he points to himself. Great, so it's a show off trying to impress his boss. The other asians are looking at you, expectantly. They all look red from so much drinking.
"Alright. Why not, let's dance" you get and raise your arms, but your surprise the yakuza is fast and hits you on the abdomen a couple of times with his kicks. He then punches you in the face when you make the,
admittedly, rookie mistake of lowering guard. "Fucking koreans" the man stops giving you the chance to rush in with a straight punch, but he evades and punches you in the face again.
"We are - not - koreans!" he hits you twice in sequence and sends you to your knees "Never say that again, Mr. X, or I won't be so merciful. Now stay down"
>Fuck that, I'm beating the shit outta this guy (d20 + fight plan)
>Okay, you win tough guy. Fuck pride what is it worth anyway
>Tell him to up the ante, if you win you get to a favour from his gang or whatever they are
>Write-in

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>1042893
>Tell him to up the ante, if you win you get to a favour from his gang or whatever they are

>>1042893
>Tell him to up the ante, if you win you get to a favour from his gang or whatever they are

>>1042907

Need more dice.

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>1042919
I am not rolling again i think i am cursed

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>1042919

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>>1042937
>>1042932
I just fell from my chair and nearly broke my butt, holy fuck.

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>1042947
pls no pls don't get us killed

>>1042905
>All the effort put into timing my rolls with server time wasted

>>1042937
I hate you.

"How bout we up the ante?" the man seems interested "If I win I get a favour from your gang" he smirks "And what do I get if you lose?" you ponder as you get back on your feet.
"Well, I'll owe - you - a favour. And trust me, I've been amassing quite a gang" his smirk turns to laughter "I like your style, even if you're a loudmouth asshole. Now come so I can kick your ass"
You rush in and feint another straight, instead going for an uppercut that hits him square in the sternum. "See? I'm pr-" fuck should've kept your mouth shut, he kicked it and you nearly bit off your tongue.
Stepping back a bit you assess the situation. He's pretty fast, but he's a pretty grounded striker type too. You could try and take him down, or you could go for a pummeling strategy.
He comes in again and you take a swift kick to the ribs. You move back and start going around him with side steps, trying to buy time to think of any other possibilities.
It finally comes to you that an alternative would be to take a page from Ping Pong's book and attempt an enviromental takedown.
>Grab and Lock, use his weakness. (d20)
>Punch and Kick, use your strength. (d20)
>Throw and Smash, use the enviroment. (d20)
>Write-in

>>1042966
1s just cancels out the highest, you got 12 which passed the lowest DC.

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>1042990
>Throw and Smash, use the enviroment. (d20)

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>1042990
>Punch and Kick, use your strength. (d20)
>Throw and Smash, use the enviroment. (d20)
We gonna renovate the club.

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>>1043006
FUUUU, i was 2 seconds late in that post.

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>>1043006
Someone post this on /qst/ and take screen grabs, I'm fucking losing it.

>>1043006
Who hates who NOW?

>>1043015
Depends who gets the highest roll.

Anyway, pray the third roll is higher than 15, boyos. I'll wait and try to stop laughing.

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>1043020
GO CHOKE ON AIR!

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>1042990
Cause anon is stupid and double rolled a 1

Rolled 20 (1d20)

test

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>>1043034
>>1043027
>>1043006
Hmmm......

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>>1043027
>1
>1
>15

Congratulations anons, this is officially the first DOUBLE ONE! Aka a "critical fuck up"

Rolled 8 (1d20)

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>1043042
But i double rolled so one of the ones don't count.

Rolled 19 (1d20)

Rolled 15 (1d20)

last one for now

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>1043042
We must find out the secrets of the QM, I wager Qm is a witch!

Both of you trade more blows, you try to pummel him to get some of his wind out, and it works. His strikes start to slow down and you can see the blood from his nose is clogging his airways.
A few hits on your end make you feel your ribs flaring in pain. In return you strike his knee with a stomp. Lucky for him that he just falls down, giving him a chance to recover, no more kicks from that leg.
Eventually he gets another hit that nearly sends you down. You keep it together however, can't go losing just now. The Yakuza notices your fighting spirit and seems to respect you more, his stance shows it.
He's no longer approaching needlessly, and instead is trying to be more surgical. The damage you're both taking slows the pace, but the audience is all fixated on it. It's a real match of pros fighters, no amateurs.
You're confident you can beat him. It's been a tough fight, but if you're smart about it then you can turn it around. He comes in for another strike and instead of responding with one of your own you go in for a clinch.
Putting your weight on it you manage to take away his balance, sadly you didn't notice the alcohol puddle right where you headed. Next thing you know your head is approaching floor, fast...
-
You wake up inside a pirate-themed bedroom, a pirate girl taking care of you. Next to you on a nearby bed is an asian man, bandages on his forehead. "Mr. X, you are awake. It was a good fight,
how unlucky that we both got knocked out" you clutch your own head "I- what? Where the fuck am I?" the man raises an eyebrow "You don't remember?" you shake your head negatively "Fuck, I don't feel so good"
After a few minutes where the asian man explains what happened a girl kicks in through the door. "Phil I was so- why is there a slutty pirate and a gangster" you shrug "I just woke up, what the hell is going on?" the girl moves closer "Who are you?"
She looks at you in silence for a few moments, shocked, before she sits next to you. "What's the last thing you remember?"
"I was with the squad and we were getting ready for a mission" she sighs "So you remember the others? Julius, Sarge, Gomez..." you furrow your brow.
"Who?"
>Ask who she is again
>Ask where is the rest of the squad
>Ask her what day it is, you had a time sensitive mission
>Write-in

>>1043054
Eh, it's done now. Don't worry it's nothing irreversible, it's just fun and I want to see how you guys approach it

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Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>1043099
We forgot our dads friends daughteru! SHAMEFU DISPRAY!
>Ask where is the rest of the squad

>>1043099
>Ask where is the rest of the squad

Say, are you the Uni-cultist that we banged 3 months ago and won't stop stalking us because we made her hole?

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>>1043102
you were just waiting for any excuse to rape us with snek eyes weren't you.

"Where's the squad?" she lights up and takes you by the hand "They're outside waiting for you" she helps you up and you two walk out of the bedroom. The asian man waves you out.
Once you're in the outer area you see a pirate-themed strip club, or something that looks a lot like that at least. The place looks like it's already closed. Sitting nearby is a group of ten people.
You've never seen any of these people in your life. An old cop, an even older guy, some hispanic guy, a bland looking doctor, a crazy shirtless fellow, a blonde cop, a tall black man, a fat middle aged man,
a hobo-like indian dude, and a bombshell redhead. Nope. Never seen any of these before. "Alright, funny. Was this Thomas' idea? No, wait, Julie?" these strangers look at you, some concerned,
others amused. "Alright have it your way, I'm outta here" the lady who helped you holds you in place "Stop. Phil, you got knocked out, you're having memory issues"
"So what? Where's the goddamn squad" suddenly the bland looking doctor interjects "They're dead. Look Carla, let me help him, you've gotta trust that I can fix this with some time"
"Nobody's trusting you again Doc, now sit down"
>Yeah sit down, now who are you lady?
>No wait, let me hear this guy. Dead? What bullshit is that
>Fuck y'all, I'm going home
>Write-in

>>1043099
>"What about the rookie?"

>>1043168
>>No wait, let me hear this guy. Dead? What bullshit is that
>> How could they be dead?

>>1043168
>No wait, let me hear this guy. Dead? What bullshit is that

Yo kids, I'm gonna pause and resume in 10 hours. (All votes posted after I sleep will be counted, of course)

It was good having you here and I hope this wasn't too harsh a turn of events.

Thank you all for participating!

>>1043168
I want to say
>Fuck y'all, I'm going home

But I want to hear what he has to say... its gonna be sad
>No wait, let me hear this guy. Dead? What bullshit is that

>>1043205

I leave and double ones pop up wtf.
Well i guse we have brain issues this round

>>1043930
Dude, I know right? Just back back from work to find this out, guess we'll have to work around not remembering our buddies now.

"No wait, let me hear this guy. Dead? What bullshit is that" your fists clench, thinking of all your squadmates. There's no way they're dead, there's no way your friends are dead.
He motions for you to follow him, so you do. Some of the other strangers seem uncomfortable allowing it but don't seem to question it. "What's the last thing you remember?"
"I was waiting to go on a mission, I think. Or were we already arriving there? I remember getting a call and that's it" the man nods and continues his pace "Many things happened, you lost your memory"
The man leads you to the bar and points to a calendar. "What the- Have I been in a coma? This has got to be a stupid prank where is Julie?" he sighs "You... yes. You have been in a coma,
though that was some time ago. Phil, you've lost your memory of the past five months. "Okay that doesn't explain why you said they're dead, how can they be dead if-"
"A mission went wrong. The one you were going to, Philips. Here" he taps a few words on a datapad and hands it to you. No, this is bullshit, they faked this just to mess with your head.
Why would they fake a mission report? There's obituaries for them, all six of your friends. Julie? Thomas? Cap? Everyone is dead and you're the only one left. Tears start rolling down your face.
"Look, if you come with us I can fix your memory, EarthGov pioneered memory alteration procedures and I can work with them I can..." you take your leave from that place.
You need some time to think, some time to reflect on this. Out into the streets you look to the skies, seeing the Earth from the moon for the first time you can remember.
They really aren't lying are they?
-
You're sitting in a stranger's apartment, surrounded by people you've never met. They talk to you as if talking to their senile grandmother. The guy who seemed to know about your team,
who promised to help fix your memory, he's sitting next to you. Explaining the details of how you could try fixing it. According to him there are certain therapies he can try, stimulating your brain with
a machine and drugs, it could unlock certain mental 'issues' however. Alternatively you could attempt to get help inside the bunker in which you were 'programmed'. You're not sure what he means by that,
but you're not exactly in the mood to ask. Finally, he says things might just heal on their own, but in the meantime you'd have to live with not having memory of the past months.
The girl who busted into the room earlier, and who you know now is a friend called 'Carla' is arguing you should just bust into this bunker and get you fixed up.
Others like the cops seem more eager to let Doc try his thing. The old engineer only spoke up once to defend it's better to let you heal and scar naturally than to force things.
Every other stranger just watches the confusion in front of them.
>Try therapy, it could help (d20)
>Let's go invade that bunker
>I'll just heal eventually, no need to push it. Fill me in on what happened
>Write-in

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>1043987
>>Let's go invade that bunker

>>1043976
>>1043930
Don't worry, amnesia is only another mental problem for Phil to adapt to.

>>1044006
just waiting for the freak out thats going to happening in battle.
so we gone back to pre gov assin now??

>>1044013
You've gone back to before your second assignment which caused Phil to break down

Anyway, I'll wait to see if more lads vote to avoid any issues, specially since this isn't exactly a throwaway question.

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>1043987
>>Try therapy, it could help (d20)


///////////////////////////////////////////////////
That moment when therapy for phil might just be a sex marathon

>>1044042
ok
guse we would ask about the boss and orders.
mybe in battle call out the old teams names??
hmmmm i could us getting more butal and not caring who dies as the mission comes frist

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I feel like most players for this one show up later in the night.

Well I'll leave it open for now I guess, I don't want to spoil things but what you opt for can be pretty important in how things turn out

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>1044046
This, because that roll
Watch as I roll a 1

>>1044272
This a vote for therapy?

>>1044277
Yep

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>1044286
Copy that.

>>1044293
>>1044286
Just to clarify the dice is not related to this, jeez I'm a mess.

Therapy was your pick, and at first it seemed like you made the right choice as you sat in a comfortable recliner in a pretty spacious bedroom. You waited chatting with that Carla girl.
"So, how long have we known each other?" she gives you a sad smile "Not very long, but you've been a great-" the girl takes a moment with her mouth open as if considering what she's talking about.
"A really great friend and leader. You're a nutcase but we - all - love you" you nod. Can't really feel any attachment to these people you don't know, but you're glad that you aren't alone.
Despite what happened to your squad that is. It's still hard to wrap your head around it, you lost all your friends and your lover. Inside you feel dull, as if someone ripped your joy out.
And the weird part is people seemed to avoid giving details, though you did see on the datapad's report that they had been killed in a terror attack. By talking to her you attempt to clear your head of these thoughts.
"Carla, right? Whose apartment is this anyway?". She replies, "It's Duke's, but we've been using ever since we got back from the incident" incident? The girl sees the confusion on your face,
and clears it up before you can voice the question. "We survived an attack by unitologists. It's a lot to explain right now. Most of it was thanks to you and your insane plans..."
"Am I really that crazy? I'm usually pretty stable" she laughs "You fought alongside a polar bear, blew up a space station, fought a superhuman terrorist and did a high speed car chase that was televised"
She smiles and leans closer before stopping herself "Oh - I -" you raise an eyebrow and she turns her eyes to your forehead "There, one second" she leans in again and starts messing with your head bandages,
apparently cleaning something up. Carla stutters but manages to say it was just some blood. You let out a smile, she's probably scared of talking to a complete stranger shaped as someone she knew,
it's better to try and be nice.
-
Half an hour of chatting about random things and just getting to know your companion again the doctor barges in. He's got some strange equipment, some of it that looks like it was made right now.
"Sorry, I had to get Hiran to make some of this stuff" no, wait, they're really using home made crap on you? At least he said it was just some cooky hypnotic crap. He approaches and motions for Carla to leave.
She doesn't budge. "I'm staying here" he nods "I understand, but this won't be a nice thing to see, and the place is soundproof trust me it'll be better this way" you don't quite comprehend why,
but the girl doesn't seem to want him here to work. Maybe she's worried or maybe there's something else going on.
>Let her stay
>Go, Carla
>Ask them why they're arguing
>Write-in

d20 again whichever you go with.

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>1044361
>>Let her stay
mand in black shit up in here

Rolled 18, 5 = 23 (2d20)

>>1044372
Well, gotta play fair.

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>1044361
>Let her stay

Here for that nat 1

"Let her stay" he looks to you and nods, his face reminds you of Thomas. Strangely, you feel like you had that thought before. "It's going to be a bit nasty, now, open your eyes wide"
"What, why?" the doctor puts a set of what look like headphones over your head, but rather than cover your ears they just strap over them. He then takes you another strangely shaped object.
"Because that's where the needle goes" you raise your hand to protest "Wait wha-" the gun-shaped object ejects a set of needles that go straight into your eyes. It's not painful, in fact you can't feel much.
A whirring sound invades your head through the sides of your skull and everything goes black.
-
"Phil, wake up Phil" you look to your girlfriend "Julie, what happened?" she pulls your arm and helps you get on your feet "We've got a mission, come on let's get dressed up" you stop her, holding her waist.
"At least a good morning kiss before that, how about it" she moves in and gives you a soft and swift kiss on the lips before heading out "Stop being such a romantic, we need to go play soldier"
Soon you're in the dressing room with the rest of the squad. Thomas and Cap are already in their suits while Chuckles, Barry and Sam are still getting dressed up. You and Julie seem to be a bit late to it.
"Finally, J. go on an get dressed before we leave you two love birds here with the rest of the grunts" you groan and start getting dressed. "What's the mission anyway?"
"We're being sent to handle a possible hostage situation, this crazy group of hippies living in an abandoned building. Probably going to be an easy in-and-out deal so don't feel the need to go full kit"
"Copy that, Cap'n" he laughs "Stop calling me Cap'n, I've been promoted it's time to let go of the nickname" you shake your head "You could be general but to me you'd still be the Captain"
Chuckles and Barry agree, they had met with Captain before joining the team as well.
Soon you're on the move, sitting in the gunship. Thomas is next to you, with his usual dull face. He hands you some bubblegum and leans closer "You okay man? You look like you saw a ghost"
-
You're alone in a dark room, looking at... yourself. He looks thinner, more tired, red veins popping on his eyes, bags under. "Why did you sign up for it?"
>To do my duty, make a difference
>To have fun and kick ass
>I had nothing before joining
>Write-in