Dear sweet jesus, reading through the roll-set I walk away with maybe one solid ray of hope, and having seen more 1's than anyone had any right rolling.
 
So...

I'm not entirely clear on what these dice results mean, but the impression I'm getting is that the planet is sporting at least one new Tesseract bomb crater, pretty much the entire Allied Army got slaughtered by Nazi laser guns, and humanity is going to have a rough few decades after this due to the complete and utter devastation the dice have left in their wake.
 
So...

I'm not entirely clear on what these dice results mean, but the impression I'm getting is that the planet is sporting at least one new Tesseract bomb crater, pretty much the entire Allied Army got slaughtered by Nazi laser guns, and humanity is going to have a rough few decades after this due to the complete and utter devastation the dice have left in their wake.

Hopefully using two of our bonus dice on the Valkyrie Assault can mitigate the damage done by the Tesseract Bombs. I mean the roll for the Valkyrie Assault was a 38 on a 10d8, which is close to average really. I hope those bonus dice will help tip things in our favor.
 
So far we've rolled pretty average in this game. It's quite the opposite of the early start in ItB where crazy rolls and a couple of great omakes netted us some pretty wild stuff.

I honestly can't tell whose actually doing better in this game, SHIELD or HYDRA. Probably HYDRA in regards to science rolls, because damn.
 
Separate post for not messing up tally.

Vote Tally : Crossover - O' Say Can You See... (MCU Captain America x ???) | Page 102 | Sufficient Velocity
##### NetTally 1.7.4
[1] Initial assault: Intelligence + Leadership 8d10
[1] Base Assault 2 (because 1 is too obvious)
[1] Valkyrie assault 5: Resolve + Desperate Gambit 10d8
[1] Casualties 1: Wits + Leadership 8d10
[1] Casualties 2: Wits + Leadership 8d10
[1] Casualties 3: Wits + Leadership 8d10
[1] Casualties 4: Wits + Leadership 8d10
Total No. of Voters: 7
 
Huh. Well from what I can see of the vote tally it appears that no one has rolled for:

[] Base assault 1: Wits + Leadership 8d10
or
[x] Final assault: Strength + CQC 8d8

That or they did it improperly and didn't put it in a vote. I'll roll for one then.

Edit: Below average :(

Edit2: Hah. Well it seems someone else Shark8 did roll for it but didn't vote it. Same for Base Assault 1 [MissingJimbo Ruirk].

The funny thing is I got the EXACT. SAME. ROLL. RESULT! Note: Not actually funny.

FFS, why does Hydra have a luck manipulator project? :V

I guess I'll leave my roll/vote in? Meh doesn't matter, the same result.

I'm totally not tempted to delete my post and try again. No siree.
Mandabar threw 8 8-faced dice. Reason: Final Assault Total: 29
1 1 3 3 2 2 8 8 2 2 2 2 5 5 6 6
 
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(Non-canon) DOOM
Anyone got any good ideas for omakes to help us on the final stretch?
[Just a silly one, pleasive forgive me for wasting this idea with my crappy writing]

---​

The Tesseract had no intelligence, no capacity for emotional responses to stimuli, no ability to feel any analogue to pain or psychological stress... none of the prerequisites for experiencing such abstract constructs as fear.

It whimpered in terror.

The unearthly blue light was restored to its original neutrality once more, calmed from the preceeding period of inexplicable harshness, that horrid colourless glow indescribable in human language that made one's eyes ache even when blindfolded and turned away from it. It had lasted only a few minutes, but that was enough.

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(From the testimony of a Howling Commando who wishes to remain anonymous)

Bodies everywhere. Not dead, but certainly corpses, if that makes any sense. One of the medics who went in with us took a look at them afterward, told us that their previous actions inverted all the biological conventions one would expect: those whose nerves were the most wholly burned displayed the greatest motor control; those whose organs were most totally wrecked were the most active; those whose brains had been destroyed or removed most completely displayed the greatest degree of cunning and ingenuity.

They had already been falling apart when we stormed in but they were tougher than they had any right to be. When our bullets ran out, far sooner than we had expected, we took some of those funky beam rifles and disintegrators from the deaf HYDRA men - and only from the dead, those rendered brain dead by whatever did this or those that the walking corpses got to; Nobody had the stomach to go anywhere near the ones that had survived. When the power cells ran out we went in close, making full use of our enhanced strength against them in ways I'd rather not talk about.

Ten years on and it still makes me feel uncomfortable - not just the violence alone but how much we enjoyed it. In any other situation I'd have puked my guts out having to do that, but there... there was something fundamentally wrong with that place, it was just impossible not to grin at every act of mutilation. I'd like to say I had to keep telling myself that these were monsters, most likely not really human anymore, and even if they were they were in the service of one of the most evil men alive. I didn't. I looked into the eyes, the eyes of helpless brainwashed conscripts, once honest men with families and hopes and dreams and fears and loves and hates like all the rest of us, and that made it feel even better.

Not all of the blood was from us or them. The place was soaked in it, more than the garrison could've bled out a hundred times over. Not haphazardly splattered over the place but spread evenly, like someone had taken to every wall and floor with a wallpaper roller.

We found the power source they were using, some sort of glowing blue cube. We would learn later that all of HYDRA's advances up to that point had been reverse-engineered by poking the damn thing. It pulsed once, just a flash for a fraction of a second. I was in the corridor outside with a meter-thick blast door between me and that light, and it still made me feel like I wanted to tear my eyes out - I'm not exaggerating, it took a lot of willpower for me to keep the one I have. Oh, that's right, the eyepatch isn't a combat wound. The official accounts fudged a lot like that. Howard Stark's team came in with all their detectors and gadgets, said it was giving off low-intensity... gammon radiation or something like that, I don't remember, but nothing much else that they could detect.

None of us could stay in the cube room for more than half an hour before the terrors started - tactile waking nightmares, hallucinations of frantic combat, imaginary monsters leaving real wounds. The symbols daubed on the walls were... I feel sick just thinking about them. Something well out of reach of Hellish and far beyond Satanic is how I'd describe them if I were feeling poetic.

There was some sort of communicator hooked up to the power source, just a microphone and a box full of pipes made of some material the scientists didn't recognise. The pipes moved on their own, constantly falling into themselves. No matter what angle you looked at them from it always seemed like you were looking vertically down on them, even if two people were looking from different perspectives. We tried it a few times for about a week but there was no answer. I always presumed that thing was the source of the tapes in the Red Skull's office, just lying in a drawer in his desk, the only storage space he took the time to close before he blew his brains out. It took five months and fifty researchers' lives to filter out all the ones that were safe to listen to; I don't think it's appropriate to talk of what became of those who tried the others, even after all the horrors I've described in this and other accounts. Why the Skull didn't turn out the same way recording the things is... it's beyond me how such cruelties skipped over the evil to land on the innocent

I never got the clearance to listen to the safe tapes myself and before you ask I don't know what happened to them either. I'm not sure that Peggy Carter knows even. But I overheard one line, just one, in a context I don't care to remember, and for some reason, despite its utter banality, despite its insignificance, it sticks with me. A woman's voice.

"My name is Olivia Pierce..."

[Basically, what if the Tesseract as a power source was actually a conduit for Argent Energy, and Zola and Red Skull found a way to use it to communicate with other individuals who were also harnessing that power, even across universal boundaries. Then it backfired and they got hit with a Lazarus Wave because trying to fuck around with hell magic always ends badly, even when you've got HYDRA's level of plot-fu. I know it's a stupid idea that makes no sense but eh, we needed an omake quickly and I churned out the first thing that pops into my head. Hope it's not so shit that it doesn't warrant a bonus, though that's likely just wishful thinking on my part.]
 
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DOOM-reference? Nice.


Also, torr, just wanted to ask if this:
Agent Carter - Flame Close Friend 1/10
is still correct? 1/10 seems a bit low considering what has happened between Steve and Peggy.

Also, I noticed that the links to "ItB" and "Various Writings" in your sig don't work.
 
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(Non-Canon) Ice-age Aftermath
Ice-age Aftermath


Peter Brown grunted and shook his head at the newspaper on the table as he shifted in his favorite chair, trying to massage the cramp out of his writing hand and taking a break from job addressing envelopes.

It was a real shame that Bucky Barnes, the director of S.H.I.E.L.D., had gone missing, presumed dead — why he could still remember the time Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes and the rest had saved his company… though that could have been because it was the same day he'd lost his leg.

There was a sharp yelp of surprise from the dog as David stumbled into the previously sleeping dog, the young boy was so full of energy and inquisitiveness that Peter found himself constantly surprised. Not that he minded, every time he was reminded of his lost leg he was reminded of how much of a miracle the boy was: any higher and the boy wouldn't exist, as the shrapnel that took off his leg would have swiftly and brutally caseated him too.

Still… besides the personal loss Peter felt, the loss of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s director wasn't good news in his opinion, there were too many in government that would abuse their power, and S.H.I.E.L.D., as an organization, was always suspect: along with the newfangled Central Intelligence Agency, they both enjoyed too much secrecy and lack of accountability in his opinion.

Perhaps if they hadn't been gunned down for cracking down on organized crime Albert Patterson or Bobby Kennedy would have been a good choice — but this interim director, A.G. Capone, left a bad taste in Peter's mouth for some reason.

He sighed, it's not like he could do much, being a mutilated and tired old dog o' war. Not unless he was a Senator or somesuch… but he did have so many contacts that he mailed to frequently, maybe adding a slip of paper announcing his intent to run and requesting their support could help.

Grabbing up his pen he started drafting the notes he would send.

EDIT: Added links to the politicians assassinated, both of which wanted to destroy corrupt power-bases, and the interim director.
 
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DOOM-reference? Nice.


Also, torr, just wanted to ask if this:

is still correct? 1/10 seems a bit low considering what has happened between Steve and Peggy.

Also, I noticed that the links to "ItB" and "Various Writings" in your sig don't work.
Incorrect. I haven't updated the front page in a while. I'll do that tonight probably.

Also @Argus Yomoflach and @Shark8, you guys get 2 dice each. :)


Also, MORE DICE ROLLS!

We have 2 bonus dice for you guys to roll!

Some please roll me:
[] Bonus 1 Final Assault 1d8
[] Bonus 2 Casualties 3 1d10

Hope to it friends!
 
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