Rolled 78 (1d100)

>>1787985
>Have Henrietta shoot it with her shotgun (d100)

Rolled 98 (1d100)

>>1787985
>Walk in and see what it does (d100)

>>1787985
>Walk in and see what it does (d100)
Prtend to be the new guy

Rolled 92 (1d100)

>>1788377

>>1788325
>>1788377

You decide to take the most brazen approach. You whisper for Henrietta to watch your back as you walk with purpose into the Checkpoint. The Loader, bearing the markings BR-4D (Brad, you determine) behind the counter twitches and sparks as it turns to face you directly.

"WELCOME. TO THE. TRIUMVIRATE. SECURITY. CHECKPOINT. PLEASE. IDENTIFY YOURSELF. OR BE. DESTROYED." The warbling words echo out of a speaker somewhere on the machine.

"Hey, yeah, I just got transferred here and I was hoping you could direct me to control?" You establish your lie. "I need to check in with Captain Castus as soon as possible."

"A. NEWBIE. HUH? WELL YOU. NEED TO GO. UP. THE STAIRS. BEHIND. ME. FOLLOW. THE CORRIDOR. THE. DOOR WILL. BE. THE ONE. ON. THE RIGHT. HAVE. A GOOD DAY... BAAL." You stop for a second, remembering you still have a name tag on. You look down before looking back up to the Loader, who has returned his attention to something else at the counter. Seems it somehow missed the part of the name tag that says 'Dahl' right above your name.

While you had distracted the machine, Henrietta had taken the initiative to sneak past it and into the stairway the Loader had designated to you.

>Bid Brad a good day and head up the stairs.
>Shoot the shit with Brad (Side Quest get!)
>Shoot Brad to shit. (d100 and Side Quest lose!)
>Do something else

>>1788435
Shoot the shit with Brad (Side Quest get!)

>>1788435
>Shoot the shit with Brad (Side Quest get!)

>>1788435
>Shoot the shit with Brad (Side Quest get!)

>>1788449
>>1788485
>>1788490

You linger around the counter a bit longer and start a dialogue with the robot.

"So, working hard or hardly working?" You give the age-old line to really break the ice.

"HA. HA. A BIT. OF. BOTH. PAL." He responds. "SAY. IF. YOU HAVE. THE TIME. COULD. I. ASK YOU. A. FAVOR?"

"Yeah sure, what is it?"

"I HAVE. A. FRIEND IN. MAINTENANCE. WORKING. UP IN. CONTROL. TODAY. COULD. YOU MAKE. SURE. HE'S. NOT GETTING. HIMSELF. INTO TROUBLE? HE. CAN BE. A. BIT... ROWDY."

"That doesn't sound too hard. What does he fix?"

"RD-3 IS A . BUT. HIS PROGRAMMING. IS FOR A WAR-LOADER."

"Uh, oh. Well, still, I'll see how he's doing."

"DON'T LET. HIM. GET. THE BEST. OF YOU. HE'S. A. HEARTY ONE. SMACK HIM. AROUND. A. BIT IF. HE. TRIES BEING. ROUGH. WITH YOU."

You nod and start on your way.

>[SIDE QUEST: ROWDY PIPER] GET

You rejoin Henrietta and start up the stairs. Now... which door did Brad say to go through?

>The left door.
>The right door.
>The door at the end of the hall.
>The fourth one that is being installed by the loader over on the far right. Uh oh (d100 for fightin)

>>1788521
>>The right door.

Rolled 37 (1d100)

>>1788521
>>The fourth one that is being installed by the loader over on the far right. Uh oh (d100 for fightin)

>>1788521
>The right door

>>1788521
>>The right door.

>>1788546
>>1788650
>>1788690

Right. It was the right door. You walk up to it with Henrietta and walk on through with no difficulties. Inside is a large pentagonal room filled with hulking consoles with Loaders around most of them. There is another, large, red Loader in working on the far side of the room. In the center of the room is an imposing looking man hovering over a nearby Loader.

"Alright you bucket of bolts. I want damage reports now! There are intruders aboard the Triumvirate and we must not allow them to gain a foot hold. Scan those cameras until your sensors fry!" He shouts at them

The camera zooms in on a shot of the man before freezing him in a commanding pose. Text appears identifying him. Captain Castus! Oh Captain, My Captain!

He turns to look at you. "Who let you two back here?! Intruders! Open fire, men!"

Henrietta immediately dives for one of the computer consoles and starts opening fire with her shotgun, reducing the closest Loader to debris.

Enemies:
>Loaders x8
>Captain Castus
>RD-3

>Activate your Wit for an extra move?

>Duck behind cover and return fire! (d100)
>Run and gun through the bullets towards the red Loader in the back. (d100)
>Return fire while standing still (d100)

Rolled 14 (1d100)

>>1788796
>>Duck behind cover and return fire! (d100)

Rolled 52 (1d100)

>>1788796
>>Duck behind cover and return fire! (d100)
Use our nasty mashine gun on the Loaders

Rolled 90 (1d100)

>>1788796
>Run and gun through the bullets towards the red Loader in the back.

Rolled 26 (1d100)

>>1788796
>Duck behind cover and return fire! (d100)
>RD-3 let him know his friend say hi

Rolled 46 (1d100)

>>1788796
>Duck behind cover and return fire! (d100)

File: Baal's first quest gun.png (105 KB, 330x329)

105 KB PNG

>>1788830

Right behind Henrietta, you hit the deck, narrowly dodging the wild spray of the Loaders. You guess it would be a little too much to think you could fool the man who runs this place like the dim Loader downstairs. You grab your nASSty mashine gun and pop out to start unloading into the horde of robots.

Your shots strike a few of the machines and do tremendous damage due to the corrosive nature of your projectiles, but none actually fall. You curse a little and duck back down before you're shot back. You think to shout out to RD-3, but your voices doesn't carry far enough over the sound of gunfire and robotic voices. Speaking of...

"GRENADE."

An apple-sized lump of metal clunks over your cover between you and Henrietta. You look at it and each other for a second before the connection is made. Crap.

>Get to new cover (d100 dodge)
>Toss it back (d100+5 for risky action. Failure means taking a lot of damage)

Rolled 52 + 5 (1d100 + 5)

>>1788937
>Toss it back (d100+5 for risky action. Failure means taking a lot of damage)

Rolled 76 + 5 (1d100 + 5)

>>1788937
>>Toss it back (d100+5 for risky action. Failure means taking a lot of damage)

>>1788955

You do not waste any more time in throwing the explosive back over to the Loaders.

"INCOMING." Some of the react and dive out of the way, but three of them eat the full blast and, along with devastation from your mashine gun, succumb to the damage and fall.

"You useless machines! This requires a real person's power." You hear the captain shout down his forces. You manage to sneak a peak over cover in time to see him shouldering a rocket launcher and narrowing his aim at you and your precious cover. Just one rocket could easily ruin your day.

Your Dahl pistol might have the accuracy to shoot the rocket and detonate it in the Captain's face if you're fast and steady enough for it. But if miss, well... You better not miss.

>Abandon the cover (d100 dodge)
>Switch to your pistol and shoot the rocket right as it comes out of the tube! (d100 +5 for riskiness)
>Do something else?

>>1789021
>>Abandon the cover (d100 dodge)
>Throw a nade at him

Rolled 43 + 5 (1d100 + 5)

>>1789021
>Switch to your pistol and shoot the rocket right as it comes out of the tube!

Rolled 66 (1d100)

>>1789047

Rolled 38 (1d100)

>>1789021
>>Abandon the cover (d100 dodge)

>>1789047
>>1789080

"RUN!" You shout to Henrietta as you bolt from cover. You make it clear just as the rocket impacts the console you had been hiding behind. The concussion of the blast lifts you from the ground, causing you to slide and skitter across the floor and behind another computer console.

The Loaders are still picking themselves up off the ground and are unable to attempt to hinder your relocation.

"You got lucky, bandit!" The captain shouts at you. You think he might be loading another rocket. You glance around at your surroundings just in case you have another bit of cover to scramble to if the need arises. There are still several around, but your eye linger on the collapsed form of Henrietta. You hadn't been keeping track of her other than your warning. She must not have been able to clear the blast zone in time.

She, thankfully, isn't dead as you see her arms move. However, it looks like the Captain has noticed that, too, and is looking to correct that oversight.

>Focus on taking out Castus, don't worry about Henrietta. (d100)
>Scramble to rescue Henrietta (d100 +5 for a risky move)
>Shoot the rocket before it can get to her! (d100 +5 for a risky move)
>Be the best action hero you can be! Activate Wit and to the last to at the same time for ULTIMATE RISK! (1d00+5 risky, but look like a badass. Win and receive benefits later, lose and consequences will be dire)

Rolled 63 + 5 (1d100 + 5)

>>1789256
>>Be the best action hero you can be! Activate Wit and to the last to at the same time for ULTIMATE RISK! (1d00+5 risky, but look like a badass. Win and receive benefits later, lose and consequences will be dire)

Rolled 81 + 5 (1d100 + 5)

>>1789256
>Be the best action hero you can be! Activate Wit and to the last to at the same time for ULTIMATE RISK! (1d00+5 risky, but look like a badass. Win and receive benefits later, lose and consequences will be dire)
My rolls have been pretty shit so far, but I hope to God I don't fuck this up.

Rolled 58 + 5 (1d100 + 5)

>>1789256
>Be the best action hero you can be! Activate Wit and to the last to at the same time for ULTIMATE RISK! (1d00+5 risky, but look like a badass. Win and receive benefits later, lose and consequences will be dire)
Immortan will surely witness us this time

I noticed halfway through creating this post that I'd accidentally reversed my rolling rules for combat (low being good for combat rolls) but have decided that we'll just roll with it for now. I'll switch back to the rules next thread.
>>1789276

Time seems to slow down around you as you start sprinting as fast as you can to where the prone and stunned Henrietta is laying. You can see the trajectory of the missile as you draw your pistol in your left hand. The explosive starts to exit the tube of the launcher and you see Henrietta's eyes widen as she sees realized her peril. You lunge into a slide on your knees, one hand grabbing Henrietta by her jacket and the other holding the pistol aimed at Castus. You focus your vision through the holo sight and, with a single burst of fire, shoot the rocket.

Time starts to return to normal for you as the explosion envelopes the Captain and a few Loaders. Both you and Henrietta safely slide into cover away from the cloud of fire and shrapnel. Henrietta is staring at you with wide eyes as your chest heaves. Your heart is screaming like never before. The little voice in your mind that usually screams good advice at you is berating you on such reckless behavior, while the more impulsive side of you is informing you of the massive adrenaline boner you've popped because of this awesomeness.

You peek around the bit of debris acting as your cover to check the battle field. From what you can surmise, only a couple of Loader survived and you can only see the bottom half of the Captain hanging on the edge of the crater where he once stood.

>Say something witty.
>Ask Henrietta if she's okay
>Stay professional and move on with the plan.
>Pick a fight with RD-3

>>1789394
>Pick a fight with RD-3
Get some you underengineered health hazard

>>1789394
>Say something witty.
>Ask Henrietta if she's okay
>Stay professional and move on with the plan.

>>1789394
>>Say something witty.
>>Ask Henrietta if she's okay
>Pick a fight with RD-3

>>1789394
>Pick a fight with RD-3

Shoot! You need to say something witty after a move like that. Think fast, Baal!

"You're shift's over, Captain." You mutter triumphantly. Eh... you give it 3 out of 5. To distract yourself from the mediocre one-liner, you turn your attention back to Henrietta, who has shaken herself out of her momentary stun. "You alright?" You ask her.

"Er... Y-Yeah. Just a little shook up. Those rockets can pack a punch. Probably would be worse off if it wasn't for you, though. Thanks." She smiles at you and you nod. The two of you return to your feet and easily dispatch the remaining two Loaders, too heavily damage to pose enough of a fight to require attack rolls.

Still riding high after the fight, you quite casually stroll up to the giant red Loader, no longer working on the pipes.

"You're RD-3, right?" You inquire.

"Aye... Wot de ye want?" It has a surprising accent. You wonder if that's a bug or a feature. "Och, don jus sit thar gawkin!"

"Right. Brad asked me to check on you. Hope the dust didn't disturb your work too much."

"HAH! Ye think a little scrap like that could do more than scuff my paint?!" He seems quite confident in himself.

There is a momentary lapse in conversation before you resume.

"You wanna fight?"

"Thought ye'd never ask!" The robot laughs before backing up some. His arms flip up, revealing the dual rocket launchers underneath. As if you hadn't had enough of rockets today.

>bring back the mashine gun and let him have it! (D100)
>Have Henrietta wreck him with a Hot Salvo burst of her shotgun (d100)
>do a different thing!

>>1789553
>>bring back the mashine gun and let him have it! (D100)

Rolled 71 (1d100)

>>1789557

Rolled 16 (1d100)

>>1789553
>bring back the mashine gun and let him have it! (D100)
DakkaDakkaDakkaDakkaDakka

>>1789564

You waste no time, drawing your mashine gun and unloading it point blank into the repurposed WAR Loader. You soak it in corrosive. He screams in pain as his armor and circuits are dissolved. You faintly hear the sound of "Scotland the Brave" as he launches a single rocket at you. You scramble out of its way just in time, using the concussion to launch you above RD-3 while you continue to fire. You hear it sizzle before finally ceasing all movement.

"Tha was a good brawl, laddie! I think I'll just rest me eye a tick 'fore headin back to Maintenance. Send Brad my regards." And with that, the large Loader jerks back and limps his way out of the room.

You turn to look at Henrietta, who has been working at a console while you played with your robot friend.

"I've got the data. Let's get out of here and meet back up with Flora and Simeon." She announces cheerfully.

[END OF THREAD]

Sorry guys I'm starting to run out of steam, so next time, we'll be taking over someone who is NOT Baal. Its either Flora or Simeon, so think on whose powers you'd like to try out

I'll see you guys again next time!

Rolled 51 (1d100)

>>1789553
>>Have Henrietta wreck him with a Hot Salvo burst of her shotgun (d100)

>>1789663
Fuckin' ninja'd

>>1789661
See you next thread.

>>1789661
quest reward?

Also thanks for running!

>>1789684
We'll cover that then as well