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Tutorial XII
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    • Vote Tally : Crossover - Sci-Fi - The Accumulation of Capital (Syndicate/???) | Page 2 | Sufficient Velocity [Posts: 44-45]
    [x] Wait here and meet it.
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    Nevill
    Total No. of Voters: 1

    Deciding that it's best to fight in the terrain you know than to wander into a trap, you order your team to pull together and get ready for whatever it is that's approaching. For agonizing minutes you wait pressed up against whatever shadows you can find in the cold and the dark of the service corridor, rifles trained on the path ahead and eyes open wide.

    "What the hell is that?" asks Shaw suddenly and before you can ask, you smell it too.

    Like a physical blast, the smell hits you. Warm and thick, it hangs in the air like the fevered breath of a sick man and smells of rotten meat and stagnant mud mixed with something mechanical like engine oil and hydraulic fluid.

    "Oh god, what is that?" you manage to gasp out.

    "It smells like… a hyena?" replies Asha.

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    With a sound like thunder, machine gun fire bursts out of a distant copse of trees to your right and stitches the earth in front of you with the fury of a demented sewing machine. As abruptly as it starts, the thick stream of tracers in Cayman-Global gold ceases and you take an experimental step toward the now-revealed machine gun nest. Immediately the fire resumes, this time sending a rope of deadly rounds straight at your chest as they find their zero and joined moments later by the staccato bark of assault rifles and the whip-crack of sniper fire.

    Before you can even think to flinch, your armour eagerly responds to the challenge. With a deafening bark and a flash of light, three reactive cells detonate and send a deadly wall of shrapnel out to intercept and deflect the rounds. With the manic grin that comes only from the knowledge of your own invulnerability, you watch as the deformed rounds slam into the ground or go shooting into the sky with the sound of a snapping rubber band. Ignoring the storm of fire that whips all around you thanks to your slowly depleting plates, you calmly raise your own weapon in one hand and point it towards their redoubt before gently squeezing the trigger.

    With a whining roar accompanied by a jackhammer-like recoil, you open fire, your own light machine gun spewing out a thick stream of red tracers toward the trees. A fraction of a second later, the dense copse of trees lights up with a dull *whump* as your incendiary tracers detonate. With an almost bored leisure you start to walk your fire across the entire section of trees, the brightness of your tracers making DART assistance unnecessary as you slowly drag the torrent from end to end and back again.

    To your left and right, your DART tells you, Drake and Van De Meere are doing the same with their own targets, the jackhammer-roars of their respective weapons mixing with your own to beat out a murderous tattoo For a moment, you almost feel sorry for the cultists.

    *New Threat Detected*

    Startled, you release your hold on the trigger and your LMG spins down with an almost pleading whine. Turning as fast as your armour allows, you catch sight of a figure in the distance wearing the distinctive white and gold armour of Cayman-Global. With visible effort, they shoulder an awkward, barrel-shaped load and point it at you.

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    I need a 2D6
     
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    • Tutorial XIII
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    • With a shriek that's piercing even from where you're standing, the rocket leaps from its tube and plunges straight for you. For what feels like an eternity you stare at the football shaped object as it hurtles toward you before icy clarity floods into your veins and with a shout of fear and effort, you leap to your right and pray for deliverance.

    With a thunderclap boom, Vanadium Tech Solutions delivers as every cell on your armour's left flank detonates in an attempt to save your life. With a feeling not unlike that of a truck hitting you, your world turns black and red, and moments later you feel yourself crash to the ground in a heap.

    God damn it, you think as you roll onto your side and raise your machine gun toward the frantically reloading soldier.

    "Cultists my bloody arse," you continue before squeezing the trigger and calling your boss.
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    With a cheerful tone that only you can hear, your DART alerts you to the fact that the leader of the distraction team wants to speak. Before you can respond, all hell breaks loose.

    With a shout of panic and surprise unlike his normally cool exterior, Johansen opens fire on something up ahead. Even suppressed, his weapon is almost deafening in the tight confines and once stifling quiet of the corridor, and its strobe-like muzzle flash is blindingly bright. With each flash of yellow-white light spewing from the barrel of Johansen's gun, you can just make out something dark and man-sized charging towards you on all fours; the rotten meat stench of it getting stronger as it does so and the sound of snarling suddenly rising up and breaking its otherwise silent approach.

    Immediately the rest of your squad joins Johansen in firing down the corridor, assault rifles pumping round after round down the corridor towards the dense shadow that's getting closer and closer by the second.

    You: 11 versus 8 = hit!
    Asha: 10 versus 12 = miss!
    Shaw: 6 versus 14 = miss!
    Niall: 6 versus 15 = miss!
    Johansen: 10 versus 20 = miss!

    You: 10-8 = 2 damage!

    Somehow, the creature manages to dodge the hailstorm of fire thrown at it with the grace of a dancer stepping from place to place. Again and again, your team throws everything they have at it and again and again it moves just a moment too quickly. As the creature gets closer, you can feel panic start to seep into your soldiers as the fire around you becomes less disciplined. Forcing yourself to ignore your own mounting fears, you cease firing and focus on the motion of the creature as it advances. With a monumental effort, you force yourself to slow down and breathe in and out, in and out, in and...

    Squeezing the trigger, you send a short burst of fire into space where the creature wasn't and shouldn't be, and yet suddenly is.

    With a meaty thwack of metal on flesh, your rounds plunge into the shadowy figure's centre of mass and a maddening screech of rage and pain sounds out. With a vicious snarl, you see a shudder run through the creature's body and in a flash it leaps through the air towards the five of you.


    GE-Hyena: 15 versus 10 = hit!

    GE-Hyena: 18-17 = 1 damage!
    Johansen gains one stress point (2 more points until rolling for stress is necessary)

    In a flash of white light, Johansen's liquid armour flares into life as the shadowy creature slams into his chest and forces him to the floor with a contemptuous snarl. In the near-blinding light, you get your first good look at the thing and freeze.

    It's big, easily longer than a man if it stretched out its hind and front legs, and covered in threadbare, spotted fur that's sickeningly stretched over bands of muscle that look like they belong on a wrestler and not an animal. All over its misshapen body, you can see swollen bands of no-doubt gene-modified muscle stretching and relaxing over palm-sized plates of something buried just beneath the surface of its skin. Here and there, scattered across its body seemingly at random, are open wounds which leak something that flows too easily to be blood but too slowly to be water.

    It's head, though, is the worst. The upper part of the animal's face, from the base of its eyes to the back of the skull, has been covered or replaced by a plate of gleaming black metal with all the angles and menace of a stealth fighter. Its teeth, too, have been replaced. This time with things that gleam silver in the dying light of Johansen's liquid armour.

    As you see the misshapen muscles around its jaw start to tense, you can only imagine what the machinery inside its head is thinking.

    What do you do?
    [] Open fire with your rifles.
    [] Throw a frag grenade at it.
    [] Have Shaw throw a viral grenade.
    [] Attempt a breach.

    Edit: You may have noticed the existence of something called a stress point. To learn more about this feature, please go to the miscellaneous section of the information guide.
     
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    • Nevill said:
    How do rolls correlate to wounds? What were we/you rolling for, anyway?
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    Right now it's still getting adjusted a little, but wound totals are character toughness + character strength and you work out damage taken by rolling weapon damage-(toughness * D6 + armour). Here I was rolling to hit characters and to wound characters.

    I'll be posting the actual character sheets I'm using tomorrow because it's midnight here, and I expect I'll need to adjust things further tomorrow after the end of combat. In general though, you should expect combat to be both short and pretty nasty for anyone who isn't in super-tough armour or who isn't an Agent/equivalent.
     
    If we are throwing a grenade, doesn't it mean that Johansen also takes a hit? What does a viral grenade do?
     
    Nevill said:
    If we are throwing a grenade, doesn't it mean that Johansen also takes a hit? What does a viral grenade do?
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    It would, yes.

    A viral grenade can basically be thought of as an area of effect hacking tool that wirelessly broadcasts a whole host of nasty viruses to anything within a dozen meters or so. Your equipment already has the counter-virals needed to counter the viruses loaded into them already, but they'll be out of action for anywhere from a few seconds to a minute or two while they reboot.

    Also, and I completely forgot to mention that this was an option due to tiredness, but as an Agent Initiate, you're a lot tougher and stronger than a normal person and so can get into melee combat with things that normal people wouldn't.
     
    prometheus110 said:
    A viral grenade can basically be thought of as an area of effect hacking tool that wirelessly broadcasts a whole host of nasty viruses to anything within a dozen meters or so.
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    Why do we think that does anything to the creature that is largely organic and does not have electronic components as far as I can see?
     
    Nevill said:
    Why do we think that does anything to the creature that is largely organic and does not have electronic components as far as I can see?
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    Rereading my update, I realise that I wasn't being as clear as I should have been. When I said "The upper part of the animal's face, from the base of its eyes to the back of the skull, has been covered or replaced by a plate of gleaming black metal", I mean that everything has been replaced. There's basically just a slab of moulded metal where its eyes and ears should be and so it almost certainly can't sense you without technological means.
     
    [x] Have Shaw throw a viral grenade.

    Will have to either drag Johansen somewhere, or clear the area of hostiles fast before they could kill a stationary target.
     
    Was going to ask a question about the vote, but I'm 3 minutes late :p

    For future reference, if we're in close quarters like this, can we have someone else throw a viral grenade and have the Agent 'unit' charge into melee at the same time? Or is the 'Agent' adversely effected enough by the viral grenade to render that a... less than optimal action?
     
    It's the equipment that gets affected by what is essentially an EMP. Even if an Agent might be able to counteract the effects on his cybernitized body, his armor and weapons likely won't.
     
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    Pyro Hawk said:
    Was going to ask a question about the vote, but I'm 3 minutes late :p

    For future reference, if we're in close quarters like this, can we have someone else throw a viral grenade and have the Agent 'unit' charge into melee at the same time? Or is the 'Agent' adversely effected enough by the viral grenade to render that a... less than optimal action?
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    Absolutely. I just didn't give you the option here because it's such tight quarters that it's the only thing you can do unless you want to stand around and stare at each other awkwardly.
    Nevill said:
    It's the equipment that gets affected by what is essentially an EMP. Even if an Agent might be able to counteract the effects on his cybernitezed body, his armor and weapons likely won't.
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    You'll lose all of your HUD elements like ammo counts, medical trackers, map icons, etc. but you won't be massively disorientated beyond a minor headache. You also don't have to worry about sudden organ failure or anything deadly with the standard issue viral gear, both because cybernetic gear is generally fail-safe and simply stops working and because Initiates lack the heavy-duty organ replacements that full Agents have.
     
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    • [x] Have Shaw throw a viral grenade.
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    Nevill
    Death and Faxes

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    "Viral grenade, now!" You bark at Shaw as you drop your rifle and push Niall aside. Before your EWAR specialist can baulk at the order, you throw yourself at the monstrous Hyena-thing and with a bone-jarring crunch, you shoulder-check the cybernetic beast before it can strike at Johansen once more.

    With a shriek of anger and pain, the beast goes skittering down the corridor in a tangle of grossly muscled legs and spark-raising claws. Instantly, it leaps back to its feet, it's vicious snarl growing more demented and more demented as it turns its blank metal stare towards you and tenses to leap at its new target. You.

    Stepping between Johansen's prone body and the Hyena-thing, you look first at him and then at the slavering beast before you. Then, without warning, a dark cylinder sails over your shoulder before clattering to the ground and spinning to a halt.

    Here we go, you think to yourself as you decide what to do.

    Short vote - 30 minutes
    [] Grab Johansen and throw him toward the others.
    [] Meet the Hyena mid-leap.
    [] Write-in.
     
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    • [x] Get ready to use the Hyena's own momentum against it once it leaps, slam it into the ground.

    Like some martial arts move thing, we can probably do that, right?
     
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    [x] Get ready to use the Hyena's own momentum against it once it leaps, slam it into the ground.

    As long as someone else deals a finishing blow, I guess?
     
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    • [x] Get ready to use the Hyena's own momentum against it once it leaps, slam it into the ground.
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    Asmodemus
    Nevill
    Pyro Hawk
    Total No. of Voters: 3

    [x] Get ready to use the Hyena's own momentum against it once it leaps, slam it into the ground.

    Making your decision, you step over Johansen's prone body and plant yourself between the two of them. With a deafening bark the Hyena charges forwards, bloody foam spraying from its jaws like the rabid animal that it is. With wordless shout you echo the move and charge toward it, muscles straining and heart pounding as you lunge forwards.

    Three meters…

    From here you can see the Hyena's fearsome muscles bunch and release with each powerful step it takes.

    Two meters…

    The animal's hooked, silver teeth gleam wickedly in the dull half-light of the corridor. Even this far away you can make out the jagged saw pattern that tops each tooth and which speaks of ripping and tearing.

    One meter…

    In a single, sinuous motion, the muscles of the animal flex for a final time and with a snarling growl, it throws itself into the air. With an equally vicious grin, you suddenly drop low and slide toward the beast, at the last moment rising up again to grab at its legs.

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    Could I get a roll of 3D6?
     
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