>>3308795
>>Try to stop the tri-hybrid.

>>3308795
>>Try to stop the tri-hybrid.

>>3308795
>>Try to dodge the tri-hybrid.

>>3308795
>Try to stop the tri-hybrid.

>>3308795
>Try to stop the tri-hybrid.

Not opposed to letting our Invader side take over for a bit if things get desperate.

>>3308795
>Try to stop the tri-hybrid.

>>3308795
>>Try to stop the tri-hybrid.
HK is plenty tough, and we're the squishy human that needs protecting to begin with.

>>3308795
>>Try to stop the tri-hybrid.
Can we crystal skin and knife hand the tri's hamstring?

>>3308795
>>Try to stop the tri-hybrid.

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>>3308795
You figure that HK could handle herself. It was the big guy that was the big problem here. You stand your ground as the tri-hybrid charges, its unnaturally long, human like arms swinging back and forth as it sprinted at you.

>Unload your MG into it as it charges.
>You got some new muscles. It's a good time to use them.
>Other

>>3308914
>You got some new muscles. It's a good time to use them.

>>3308914
>>Unload your MG into it as it charges.
If the gun doesn't work enough we can always use muscles anyways;

>>3308914
>>Unload your MG into it as it charges.

>>3308914
>Unload your MG into it as it charges.

>>3308914
>>You got some new muscles. It's a good time to use them.

>>3308914
>>You got some new muscles. It's a good time to use them.

Could always try tearing off its horn and using it as a weapon.

>>3308914
>You got some new muscles. It's a good time to use them.

>>3308914
>>Unload your MG into it as it charges.

>>3308914
>You got some new muscles. It's a good time to use them.

>>3308914
>>Unload your MG into it as it charges.
This thing has an advantage up close.

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Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>3308914
Huh, looks like we got a tie so we'll have to roll it off!

1. MG
2. Muscles

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Rolled 7, 14, 14 = 35 (3d20)

>>3309000
Damnit, you get the feeling that even your MG wouldn't be enough to get past the tri-hyrid's tough hide, but you had something else up your sleeve. A good old fashioned strength biomod, with a little magic sprinkled in, of course. You set your MG down and slide it away as you prepare to take the charge...

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>3309007

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>3309007

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>3309007

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>3309007
Time for a Knightpuncher Punch?

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>3309007

>>3309021
Thank Christ you rolled late.

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Rolled 8, 17, 2 = 27 (3d20)

>>3309007
...

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>>3309071
The the tri-hybrid charges in, head lowered and two forehead horns pointed right at you. Thankfully, you're fast enough to get a quick punch out, basically sucker punching the tri-hybrid. You don't think you've hurt it too much, but you've slowed its momentum as the massive beast slews to the side, crashing through several tables.

But it's still on its feet, and it's still a threat. The crashes and thuds you heard behind you sounded like HK was still struggling. Well, at least that meant she was still up and active.

The tri-hybrid, its blood now up, rises up to its two feet, its arms balled into fists.

Oh yeah, it wanted to fight.

>Be brave. Fight head on!
>Be sneaky. Slide under it and attack from behind.
>Be crazy. Go straight for the head!
>Other

>>3309078
>Be sneaky. Slide under it and attack from behind.

>>3309078
>>Be sneaky. Slide under it and attack from behind.

>>3309078
>Be sneaky. Slide under it and attack from behind.

>>3309078
>>Be sneaky. Slide under it and attack from behind.

>>3309078
>Be sneaky. Slide under it and attack from behind.

>>3309078
>>Be crazy. Go straight for the head!

>>3309078
>Be sneaky. Slide under it and attack from behind.

So how are we gonna upgrade HK when she comes to terms that shes lagging behind?

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Rolled 19, 3, 13 = 35 (3d20)

>>3309078
The thing about big guys like this was that they were rather easy to get around. After all, all that muscle and armored hide meant you'd have to sacrifice a lot of speed and agility. You just needed to find an opening...

>Roll 1d20+2

Rolled 16 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>3309156
Time for snow.

Rolled 18 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>3309156

Rolled 19 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>3309156
>19
fug

Rolled 4 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>3309156

>>3309161
Wait wut. How did I get a 19 by being scared of the 19?!

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Rolled 16, 20, 8 = 44 (3d20)

>>3309156
...

>>3309165
GO HK GO!!!

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>>3309165
Fortunately, the tri-hybrid gives you the opening you need itself. It raises both its arms into the air for a downward slam, giving you the space you need to dash forward and slide between its tree trunk legs. You're able to narrowly roll out of the way as the tri-hybrid's thick tail comes slamming down, denting and cracking the floor beneath it.

Suddenly, there's a loud shriek as the last raptor hybrid sails through the air, slamming into the tri-hybrid's head and getting impaled on its massive horns. The raptor hybrid shrieks and struggles, clawing at the tri-hybrid's face in its mad desperation to escape.

"Our business is done here!" Vahlen waves at you from the waiting elevator.

Wait, when did she-?

>Take the chance to escape before the tri-hybrid recovers.
>You and HK can finish it off right now!
>Other

>>3309181
>Take the chance to escape before the tri-hybrid recovers.

>>3309181
>>You and HK can finish it off right now!
I bet Val was just waiting to see if we would use our magic or crystal skin.

>>3309181
>>You and HK can finish it off right now!

>>3309181
>>You and HK can finish it off right now!
I see no reason to leave this threat alive to chase us later. Besides, there's plenty of other intact containers that have these samples.

>>3309181
>>You and HK can finish it off right now!

Focus Fire!

>>3309181
>>You and HK can finish it off right now!
Any chance we've got a grenade we could throw in one of their mouths?

We should also see if we can get a sample for Artya.

>>3309181
>Take the chance to escape before the tri-hybrid recovers.

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Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>3309181
"HK! Let's finish this bastard off!" You yell.

"Roger." HK nods as her eyes flash.

>Roll 1d20+2

Rolled 12 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>3309234

Rolled 18 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>3309234

Rolled 14 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>3309234

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Rolled 2, 17, 11 = 30 (3d20)

>>3309234
...

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>>3309255
Without any more words, you leap onto the tri-hybrid's back, grabbing the top of its crested head and using your brute strength to pull it back, wrenching its head upward and exposing its vulnerable throat.

That's when HK made her move, combat knife drawn as she charges in, leaping upward and slamming the knife right into the tri-hybrid's throat. Crimson blood comes gushing out, HK have hit the critical artery with pinpoint accuracy. Without a word, HK pushes her arm in more, shoving the embedded blade through more flesh and hide, slashing a jagged, gouging wound.

The tri-hybrid wheezes and stumbles, its lifeblood gushing out. HK quickly leaps away as the tri-hybrid topples with a loud WHUMP.

"Amazing work." Vahlen says with a professional nod. "I've pulled as much data as i could. We should get moving."

Suddenly, the entire floor rumbles for a few brief seconds.

"It appears that Hunk and his companion are getting carried away again..." Vahlen sighs.

>Better head down to the dock to check on them.
>Better get to the surface and summon help.
>Other

>>3309277
>>Better head down to the dock to check on them.

>>3309277
>Better head down to the dock to check on them.

>>3309277
>>Better head down to the dock to check on them.

>>3309277
>>Better head down to the dock to check on them.

>>3309277
>Better head down to the dock to check on them.

>>3309277
>>Better head down to the dock to check on them.

>>3309277
>Better get to the surface and summon help.

I don't think the Grim Reaper is gonna wait for us.

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>>3309277
"Well, somebody's gotta go check on them." You sigh.

"What about Vahlen's safety?" HK asks. "She's not a combatant."

Well, she was right on that part. And who knew what would be down there...

>You should all stick together.
>Send HK up with Vahlen.
>Other

>>3309311
>>Send HK up with Vahlen.

>>3309311
>>Send HK up with Vahlen.

>>3309311
>Send HK up with Vahlen.

>>3309311
>Send HK up with Vahlen.

>>3309311
>>Send HK up with Vahlen.

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>>3309311
"HK, you go up with Vahlen. See if you can get some help to arrive." You say as you motion her and Vahlen to get into the elevator first. "I'll go down to the dock to see how Hunk and SOPMOD are doing."

"Are you sure you'll be all right by yourself?" HK asks.

"Of course." You nod and grin. "Don't worry, I'm just going to go take a look."

"Affirmative." HK nods as she recovers her rifle. "Please stand behind me, Doctor."

The doors to the elevator slide closed, and you turn to the nearby stairwell. You were going to have to take the less convenient way down with the elevator going the opposite direction.

There's another rumble. Just what the hell was going on down there?!

Picking up your machine gun, you quickly hustle down the stairs...

>Roll 1d20

>>3309311
>Send HK up with Vahlen.

Time to let loose with the two of them gone.

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>3309357

>>3309311
>Send HK up with Vahlen

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>3309357
RNG bless my dice

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>3309357

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>>3309361
Oh no, that's a 1 we got there!

Would you like to TIMESTOP to reroll that?

>Y
>N

>>3309368
>Y

>>3309368
N

>>3309368
>>Y
no way we should keep it when we're alone

>>3309368
>N

>>3309368
>Y

>>3309368
>N

>>3309368
>N

At the very least, we can now do a full body crystal armor without any prying eyes.

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Rolled 18, 13, 12 = 43 (3d20)

>>3309368
...

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>>3309406
You kick open the stairwell door and are caught off guard when you find yourself face to face with... well...

A goddamn battleship.

Well, okay, that was an exaggeration, but there was a gunboat just parked right there in the dock, a heavy autocannon mounted on the deck, 20mm at least. Immediately, the weapon swivels around to target you.

Suddenly, you feel in impact, but not from the gun. Something slams into your side, knocking you behind a shipping crate and out of the immediate line of fire.

As you try to regain your bearings, you see...

>Hunk
>SOPMOD

>>3309418
>SOPMOD

>>3309418
>SOPMOD

>>3309418
>>SOPMOD

>>3309418
>Hunk
HUNK PLS NO

>>3309418
>SOPMOD

>>3309418
>Hunk

>>3309418
>SOPMOD

>>3309418
>SOPMOD

>>3309372
>>3309376
>>3309380
>>3309387
Bet you guys feel really stupid

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>>3309418
You see SOPMOD standing over you with a big grin on her pale face, now caked with soot and blood.

"Heya! You're still alive!' SOPMOD giggles as she brushes some dust off you shirt and helps you up. You feel how sharp and cold her metallic hands are. "I guess thanks to me, huh?"

"Um, thanks for the save." You grunt. "What the hell happened? What's with that goddamn gunboat?"

"Oh, well, a few things happened, we killed a few guys, and then everything started just exploding for some reason!" SOPMOD shrugs casually. "Anyways, I was just busy slaying when I saw you just stumbling out of the door like that! Is the Doc okay?"

"Yeah." You nod. "HK's with her."

"Awwwww, I really wanted to see her in action!' SOPMOD pouts. "But you're gonna have to do then!'

Suddenly your conversation is interrupted by a series of small and extremely loud explosions as autocannon shells are spat indiscriminately all over the burning dock.

"Yeah, so, that boat is getting to be kinda a problem!" SOPMOD says, her mood not even affected. "Hunk said he was gonna go distract it so i could get close, but I haven't had a chance yet!"

"Is Hunk even still alive?" You wonder.

"I don't even know!" SOPMOD laughs. "Don't get me wrong, it'll suck if he's dead, but that's kinda how the job goes, huh?"

You sort of wonder if SOPMOD was programmed to be this casual and carefree from the start, or if it was one of those emergent behaviors Nemo had mentioned before.

"Anywaaaaays, whatcha gonna do now?" SOPMOD wonders.

>Help SOPMOD assault the gunboat.
>You better go see if Hunk is okay.
>Other

>>3309469
>Help SOPMOD assault the gunboat.

>>3309469
>Help SOPMOD assault the gunboat.
I have faith in Hunk to survive this.

>>3309469
>>Help SOPMOD assault the gunboat.
Time for a tag-team.

I don't suppose we could just tear the damn autocannon off, steal it, hack it, or otherwise render it inoperable.

>>3309469
>Help SOPMOD assault the gunboat.

>>3309469
>Help SOPMOD assault the gunboat.

>>3309474
Aww yeah, we gonna YOINK! an autocannon offa boat.

>>3309469
>Help SOPMOD assault the gunboat.

Better hope HK doesn't find out about this partnership.

>>3309483
She probably got into the security systems and is watching us right now.

>>3309469
>Help SOPMOD assault the gunboat.

>>3309483
She's gonna find out about this since SOPMOD can't really keep her trap shut.

>>3309496
>>3309499
Honestly, I have no idea as to explain to her why she seems to be underperforming as of late without saying she's bugged, or needs an update straight to her face.

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>>3309469
"I guess we get rid of that gunboat." You conclude. "So what's your plan?"

"I was just gonna charge it and blow it up. Simple!" SOPMOD says happily.

"Even... if it shoots you?" You frown.

"I can always just dodge it, ya know!" SOPMOD winks. "Charge and SLAY! That's how it always is!"

You... get the feeling SOPMOD is not the one that comes up with the plans.

>Provide cover for SOPMOD.
>Ask SOPMOD to provide cover for you.
>Charge in with SOPMOD.
>Other

>>3309515
>>Provide cover for SOPMOD.
Well, we do have a machinegun for the job as well as crystal armour for a bit of added protection.

>>3309515
>Provide cover for SOPMOD.

>>3309515
>Charge in with SOPMOD.

Commandeer that gun.

>>3309515
>Charge in with SOPMOD.

>>3309511
Depends on who asks who, if she's the one that's initiating the conversation then we should explain as frankly as possible while also pointing out that half the shit's she's been through would kill most people since it's usually either bad luck or a situation turning on it's head and offer up the idea of intensive training to better increase her capabilities for improvisation on the fly.

>>3309515
>Provide cover for SOPMOD.
Where the hell is HUNK even before they split up? That's my real question.

>>3309515
>>Provide cover for SOPMOD.
HMGs are great for providing cover

>>3309515
>Provide cover for SOPMOD.

>>3309515
>Provide cover for SOPMOD.

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>>3309515
"All right, SOPMOD, I'll give you some covering fire. That okay with you?" You ask as you heft your machine gun.

"Okay! That'll be great!" SOPMOD nods cheerfully as she hugs you. "I'll be sure to save some souvenirs for you!"

"That's... not necessary." You gulp, remember SOPMOD's macabre little hobby.

"Okay! More for me, then!" SOMPMOD nods happily. "Just give the word, then!"

You pause to take stock of the situation. You could step out from the side of the container and let loose some MG bursts as a distraction, get the autocannon to swivel your way and you can duck back into cover.

Then again, if you climb up to the top of the container pile, you could get a much better vantage point, maybe even do some actual damage to the gunboat, but you'd be a little more exposed up there...

>Just provide a distraction.
>Try to deal some damage from the high ground.
>Other

>>3309579
>Just provide a distraction.

>>3309579
>Just provide a distraction.

>>3309579
>>Just provide a distraction.

>>3309579
>Just provide a distraction.

>>3309579
>Try to deal some damage from the high ground.

>>3309579
>Just provide a distraction.
Dakka Dakka Dakka.

>>3309579
>>Just provide a distraction.

>>3309579
>>Just provide a distraction.
Goddamn, was too busy playing AC to remember to pop into the thread

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Rolled 8, 16, 15 = 39 (3d20)

>>3309579
"All right, GO!" You yell as you step out from the opposite end of the shipping container, machine gun already trained and ready. You aim it at the direction of the gunboat and let loose...

>Roll 1d20+1

Rolled 20 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>3309625

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>3309625
>>3309627
Wew!

Rolled 2 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>3309625
>>3309627
Did we accidentally drop a giant ceiling fan and crushed the gun?

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Rolled 13, 8, 11 = 32 (3d20)

>>3309625
...

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>>3309638
As you step out, the autocannon turret immediately swivels your direction but you're a bit faster, unloading a stream of bullets directly into it.

However, it appeared you hit some critical component of the turret, as you see smoke and sparks start shooting out from the turret as your bullets impact, and the whole thing busts into flame.

And that's when SOPMOD steps in, blitzing across the dock with blinding speed. Two mercs emerge from the boathouse to engage her, but are instantly taken down by precision fire from her rifle before she leaps onto the deck and disappears inside.

All you can hear then is gunfire and screams.

>Better go make sure SOPMOD doesn't get herself into trouble.
>Better go find Hunk while the boat is down.
>Other

>>3309641
>Better go make sure SOPMOD doesn't get herself into trouble.

>>3309641
>Better go make sure SOPMOD doesn't get herself into trouble.

>>3309641
>Better go make sure SOPMOD doesn't get herself into trouble.

>>3309641
>Better go find Hunk while the boat is down.

>>3309641
>>>Better go make sure SOPMOD doesn't get herself into trouble.

>>3309641
>Better go make sure SOPMOD doesn't get herself into trouble.

>>3309641
>Better go find Hunk while the boat is down.

>>3309641
>>Better go find Hunk while the boat is down.

>>3309641
Guys. I just remembered something really important we need to do when we link back up with HUNK and it's safe.
We need to clap him on the shoulder/back and say with the straightest face possible.
>"I knew you'd make it, Mr. Death."

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>>3309641
You chase after SOPMOD, clambering aboard the gunboat and heading for the nearest hatch, which she had basically ripped open like it was made of paper.

Heading down below decks though, you almost wish you hadn't. The air was thick with the smell of gunpowder and blood. Bodies of mercs choked the hallway. Some of them were shot, others... weren't, their corpses just a complete mess. How could SOPMOD cause so much carnage so fast?

There's a scream down the hallway, and you wade through the bodies as quickly as you could just in time to see SOPMOD smash a merc's head into a bulkhead so hard that it basically pops like a water balloon, sending gore and skull fragments spattering in all directions.

You couldn't see SOPMOD's face since her back was turned to you, but you could easily imagine that cheerful smile she always wore plastered across it.

>Ask SOPMOD what the hell she's doing.
>Tell her she did a good job.
>Just back away slowly...
>Other

>>3309675
>Just back away slowly...

>>3309675
>Just back away slowly...

>>3309675
>Just back away slowly...

>>3309675
>>Just back away slowly...
Not our problem. Nope.

>>3309675
>Just back away slowly...

>>3309675
>>Just back away slowly...

I feel that even with magic and biomods, she'd be a tough person to put down.

>>3309675
>Just back away slowly...

>>3309675
>>Just back away slowly...

>>3309675
>>Tell her she did a good job.

>>3309675
>Just back away slowly...

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Rolled 10, 4, 13 = 27 (3d20)

>>3309675
You decide to back away slowly, hoping that SOPMOD wouldn't notice your presence...

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>3309734

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>3309734

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>3309734

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>3309734

>>3309741
Okay, NOW we Timestop.

>>3309741
Holy crap these rolls tonight.

Preemptive >Y for time stop

>>3309741
>Yandere rape train incoming

>>3309741
"Good shoot, nice partridge you have there."

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>>3309741
Uh oh!

You're not going to beat out SOPMOD here. Do you want to use your TIMESTOP to get a reroll?

>Y
>N

>>3309768
>Y

>>3309768
Y

>>3309768
>Y

>>3309768
>Y

>>3309768
MERC NO! 2* LIVES MATTER!
And >Y

>>3309768
>Y
Because fuck that noise.

>>3309768
Y

>>3309777
>2* LIVES MATTER!
They drop so often. You've got to do something with the dupes.

>>3309768
Cease this FNC bullying
also
>Y

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>>3309768
All right, let's get that reroll going, then!

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>3309831
Here comes the snow!

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>3309831

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>3309831

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>3309831
IGNORE ME! I'M A PDF FILE!

>>3309839
>>3309840
FUCK!

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>>3309831
However, before you could back away fully, SOPMOD twirls around and catches sight of you, her eyes widening with a mix of surprise and happiness.

"Hey! Good to see you're here!" SOPMOD chirps still in high spirits. "Still gotta sweep the rest of the boat, but it's been pretty fun so far!

You can only nod blankly as you wonder what to do next...

>And that's it for tonight! We'l continue things on Saturday evening like usual. Don't miss it!

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>>3309858

At the rate we're going, we'll be stuck between yandere HK and yandere SOPPO. I just hope Alice and Carol's mission is faring better.

Thanks for the run, boss.

>>3309858
Rock on Merc.

>>3309878
Sounds like best end

Just want to ask something.

Was there something in the T-Dolls's backstory about their electronic brains/thought patterns based off real girls?

>>3309986
Yes

>>3309986
Yes, Egan mentioned that.

>>3310001
>>3310003
I see.
I was just wondering what kind of "donors" did SOPMOD and HK had.

Possibly sickly girls with failing bodies despite nanomachine treatment, who decided to offer themselves to SCIENCE?
Doesn't explain the yandere traits though. Maybe that came afterwards?

>>3310005
Obviously it was yandere girls who killed their beloveds to always be with them and were sentenced to the death penalty

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>>3310005
Probably that and after multiple body swaps to the point where they're not entirely sure what they are

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>>3310005
>>3310011
>>3310245
What if there was only a few girls that decided to go with the procedure, but the different dolls merely reflected possible different personality outcomes?

I just hope HK doesn't do extreme body mods like taking various parts from others.

If Lewis' magic is connected to his emotional state, how do you think extreme love or hate would affect the time stop?

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>>3309858
"Well, come on, then!" SOPMOD says happily as she kicks in a sealed bulkhead door as if it's made of paper. "Pretty sure there's a few more hiding in the engine room! You could help me flush 'em out!"

She was still blissfully unaware, or uncaring, about the death and carnage around her that she had just wrought mere seconds ago.

>You guess you don't have much choice...
>Politely decline.
>Other

>>3311721
>You guess you don't have much choice...

>>3311721
>>Politely decline.
Our Machine Gun isn't suited to such close quarters unless we plan on laying down fire down a long hallway.

>>3310974
Pretty sure we can all guess how love will affect his powers along the lines of bringing people into the time stopped world.

>>3311721
>>You guess you don't have much choice..

>>3311721
>You guess you don't have much choice...

>>3311721
>Politely decline.
"Sorry, not really decked out for that kind of work right now."

>>3311721
>You guess you don't have much choice...

Time to pull out our signature Handgun.

>>3311738
>Lewis unlocks a brand new ability shortly after passing out from a night of passion
>when they both wake up, they see that not a minute has passed since they fell asleep, and they spent most of the time sleeping while time was frozen

>>3311721
>Politely decline.

>>3311721
>>You guess you don't have much choice...

>>3311721
>>You guess you don't have much choice...

>>3311721
>You guess you don't have much choice...

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>>3311721
Well, it wasn't as if you had much a choice here. You were honestly a bit terrified of what would happen if you refused SOPMOD, so you decided to go along with it.

"Yeah, sure." You nod. "Is that really necessary?"

"Of course!' SOPMOD humphs with a little pout. "Our job is to eliminate the enemy, right? Can't just leave them around to cause trouble later!'

"Even if they surrender?" You ask.

"IF they surrender!" SOPMOD winks.

Yeah, you didn't have high hopes for those guys trapped below.

>Just let SOPMOD do her thing.
>Maybe try convincing her to not slaughter all of them?
>Other

>>3311948
>Maybe try convincing her to not slaughter all of them?

>>3311948
>Maybe try convincing her to not slaughter all of them?

>>3311948
>Just let SOPMOD do her thing.

>>3311948
>>Maybe try convincing her to not slaughter all of them?
"Maybe if we keep one alive for now, he'll tell us where his teammates are and save us some time trying to fine them. Plus, you could practice your interrogation techniques in the meantime!"

I really hope that this will give us a bonus to the roll.

>>3311948
>>Maybe try convincing her to not slaughter all of them?
You know, prisoners and stuff.

>>3311948
>>3311977

Supporting this

>>3311948
>>Just let SOPMOD do her thing.

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>>3311948
"Hold up, SOPMOD." You speak up. "Maybe we DON'T have to kill all of them."

"Huuuuuuuh?" SOPMOD pauses. "Say again?"

"I mean, if you can take them prisoner, you could get them to tell us where the rest of their buddies are." You point out, trying not to stare at her glaring eyes. "And, well, you can try out your interrogation techniques in the meantime!"

"Huh." SOPMOD puts a metallic finger to her chin in thought. "You know, you just might have a point!"

"Really?" You ask.

"Sure!" SOPMOD nods and then smiles. "Then I guess that means you don't mind taking point on the breach!"

Oh...

>You can do that.
>SOPMOD seems better suited for it.
>Other

>>3312074
>You can do that.

>>3312074
>>You can do that.
I suppose I deserve this...

>>3312074
>>You can do that.

>>3312074
>You can do that.

>>3312074
>You can do that.

Hopefully, the shock and awe of a guy breaching with an MG will work. That, or we take our pistol out.

>>3312074
>>You can do that.

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>>3312074
"All right." You nod. "Where do we go?"

"Just this way!" SOPMOD says in a singsong voice as she skips down a short staircase. At the foot of the stairs, you could see another sealed bulkhead door. "They're just on the other side!"

You pause you consider how to safely breach this door. If there were indeed mercs back there, they could have an ambush set up, and as the defenders, they had the advantage. Sure, you diamond skin could probably keep you safe from most small arms, but what if they had heavy ordnance?

Meanwhile, SOPMOD starts humming behind you. You get the feeling that she's observing how you'll handle this situation.

>Breach and take out anybody who resists.
>Try to convince the guys to surrender without a fight.
>Other

>>3312220
>>Try to convince the guys to surrender without a fight.

I'm guessing SOP can't breach through the walls or sneak through a vent.

>>3312220
>>Breach and take out anybody who resists.
I've got a feeling these guys won't go quietly.

Which means we'll have to go loud.

>>3312220
>Try to convince the guys to surrender without a fight.

>>3312220
>Breach and take out anybody who resists.

>>3312220
>>Breach and take out anybody who resists.
Even leaving 1 alive is a win for us

>>3312220
>>Breach and take out anybody who resists.

>>3312220
>Breach and take out anybody who resists.

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>>3312220
Well, you had to assume the guys in the engine room were geared up for a fight, and trying to talk now would just alert them to your presence and put them further on edge.

You were going to have to breach.

Looking at the heavy bulkhead door, though, you get an idea. If you could knock it off its hinges, you could carry it around like a makeshift shield. It would definitely be a nice added layer of protection over your crystal skin.

Then again, if you were dedicating a hand to lug around the door, you'd only have one hand to handle your MG, which would be a chore, even with your enhanced strength.

>You need some extra protection.
>You'd prefer more mobility.
>Other

>>3312220
>>Breach and take out anybody who resists.
>Leave one alive.

>>3312328
>You need some extra protection.

>>3312328
>>You need some extra protection.
If anything, we can just throw the door at a neaby scrub.

>>3312328
>>You need some extra protection.

>>3312328
>>You need some extra protection.
if we have to breach then lots of extra protection is worth a bit of reduction in accuracy, especially with enhanced-strength and the short range in close quarters that needs less aim anyways.

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>>3312328
>>You need some extra protection.

All we have to do is be the big, threatening, and attention grabbing distraction.

>>3312328
>>You need some extra protection.

>>3312328
>You need some extra protection.

>>3312328
>>You need some extra protection.

>>3312328
>You need some extra protection.

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Rolled 6, 9, 20 = 35 (3d20)

>>3312328
You give the door a hearty kick, knocking it off its hinges and breaking the watertight seal. You then grab the handle and push forward, entering the engine room with the door as a makeshift shield.

"Oooooh, that's neat!" SOPMOD cheers.

You don't answer as immediately, you can feel impacts on the other side of the door as the mercs inside open fire.

>Roll 1d20+2

Rolled 2 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>3312503
>that 20

Rolled 16 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>3312503
>20
fug

Rolled 18 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>3312503

Rolled 1 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>3312503
stob fightning me :DDDD

haha fuck I rolled a 1 last time I rolled for this quest

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Rolled 20, 4, 12 = 36 (3d20)

>>3312503
...

>>3312551
>20 for everyone
Welp, wth happens now? Is Lewis now living in an action movie with choreographed slow-mo fight scenes?

>>3312581
With a little time magic thrown in for the special effects, too.

We should ask what stats SOP has to see how HK holds up.

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>>3312551
The door proves to be thick enough to stop the bullets being fired at you, but at the same time, it hampers your line of sight. You don't see the biomodded merc approaching so much as hear his footsteps slamming the deck as he charges you, slamming into your shield and stopping your momentum, his strength proving to be a counter to yours.

Normally this wouldn't be too much of a problem if it was just you two, but this guy had buddies, who were already moving into flank you-

Suddenly there's a pink flash as SOPMOD comes charging in through the hole you left. She unloads several rifle bursts, dropping a couple of mercs and slashes the throat of a third with her steel hands. You feel the pressure on the door let up just a little as your opponent is distracted by SOPMOD's massacre and you take the chance to step back push forward, slamming the door into him with a CLANG.

Your opponent stumbles backwards from the blow and falls, and he is swiftly finished off by a boot dropping down on his skull, courtesy of SOPMOD.

"See? Wasn't that fun?" SOPMOD giggles as she scrapes her now bloody boot on the deck to wipe off the excess gore.

>Whatever you say.
>You didn't have to do that.
>Other

>>3312631
>Whatever you say.

>>3312631
>>Whatever you say.
sure...

>>3312631
>>You didn't have to do that.

>>3312631
>Sigh heavily
>You didn't have to do that.
And now we have become the straight man in place of HUNK.

>>3312631
>You didn't have to do that.

>>3312631
>Whatever you say.

>>3312631
>>You didn't have to do that.
We could've interrogated that one.

>>3312631
>>You didn't have to do that.

>>3312631
>You didn't have to do that.

>>3312631
>>You didn't have to do that.
>Remember that we needed one alive? You made it too quick?

>>3312631
>Whatever you say.

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>>3312631
"You didn't have to do that." You frown as you toss the door to the side. "Remember? We were supposed to take at least one alive."

"Eeeeeeeh?" SOPMOD raises an eyebrow.

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>3312741

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>3312741

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>3312741
Did she forget?

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>3312741

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>>3312741
"Heheh, sorry, I guess I kinda forgot!" SOPMOD laughs. "I can sorta get carried away during fights, ya know? Can't really be helped!"

Can't really be helped, huh...?

"So that's where you two are." Hunk grunts as he enters from the door. "The dock's clear. Management is sending reinforcements so we're to rendezvous with them up top."

"Oh no, gotta get my trophies before the cleanup team gets here!" SOPMOD gasps as she digs into her pockets, bringing out a set of pliers.

You... sorta don't want to imagine what they'll be used for.

"I'm heading up top, then." Hunk says simply as he turns back around.

>Head to the surface with Hunk.
>Maybe you should keep an eye on SOPMOD...
>Other

>>3312808
>>Head to the surface with Hunk.

>>3312808
>Head to the surface with Hunk.
Spirit us away from this place HUNK!

>>3312808
>>Maybe you should keep an eye on SOPMOD...

We should ask her for her own experiences as a T-Doll. Maybe she could relate to what HK is feeling?

>>3312808
>>Head to the surface with Hunk.

>>3312808
>Head to the surface with Hunk.