The Wild Wild West. IC

[DMBlackhart]

Life in the wastes was no different then it was before the bombs dropped. Well, exceptions apply to this. Such as the unfiltered, pest ridden, irradiated water; and the lack of vegitation, or inhabitable areas...

Other then all that, life in the wastes wasen't much different since the bombs fell.


Our story begins in the slightly forested town of redding. Or, whats left of it.
The city itself remains a ghost town, sitting lower down the hills from the mining town that now takes the name redding.
The town is best known for it's gold mines, casinos, and drug problems. The couple thousand residence, most of which are miners, make up the city of redding, along with the vying mining factions. The Kakoweef mines, and the Morningstar mines.

It's another acid rainy day in the wastes, the miners that aren't ODed are busy in the mines, and the citizens are in the hotels, casinos, shops, and bars escaping the rain, and trying to keep their spirits up in these miserable times.

( Note, this IS a sandbox game, so I will basically be making up "quests" on the fly. Depending on what interests you/where you go. for now, lets start off with a bit of RP to get you all into the scene.)

[Milskidasith]

Tanner looks around at the wooden buildings that make up the town. He wasn't really interested in them. Even if they had ammo, it would take forever to break in, and from his experience in the Vault, probably would be illegal. The rain didn't bother him; it frequently rained in the wastes before, and while it stung a little, it wasn't all that bad. He figured it wasn't worth his time trying to break into the houses for shelter, either.

Instead, he searches for a place to trade in the Gecko skins he got travelling around the wastes, and maybe find some .223 ammo. He heads towards the nearest shop he can find and opens the door without even attempting to knock; he had lived in the wastes too long to remember such trivial pleasantries.

[Talking Donkey]

Jennessen
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A young woman sits at the bar, easily identifiable to any who know her, and even a few who don't. "Shark, look I'm telling you, you would've been raider bait if I hadn't saved your ass on that last escort mission, the least you can do is buy me another drink." The man grumbles a bit before agreeing and calls the waitress over to order another round of drinks, slapping her rear as she departs. "Darling," Shark begins, "you best be glad I like you, otherwise I wouldn't be putting with your ****." Jennessen laughs a little, finishes her drink and waits on the waitress to bring the new one. "Shark, as ugly as you are, you better be glad I put up with your ****." At that the whole table, including Shark laughed. "Come one wench, get those drinks over here." Looking at Jennessen, Shark continues, "You know, we got another caravan leaving in three days, headed all the way down to the Hub, you interested? Pays big." Sharks beady eyes nearly crossed as they looked over his beady nose at Jennessen, awaiting her response. "Not this time Shark, I'm gonna stick around here, spend some caps, see what I can get into. I'll see you when you get back though."

The waitress returns with the drinks and everyone goes back to side conversations, Jennessen scans the bar looking for any newcomers, or anything that seems out of place.

[Goblinsplitter]

Making his way slowly through Redding, a large black and tan wheeled robot rolls down the middle of the street whistling to himself. Occasionally he stops and asks miners that don't look too strung out on drugs for directions. Not use to navigating around a large human settlement it takes him a while to find the more lively part of town, although he is not really in a hurry anyways. He pauses and scans the various bars and shops, then choses a random shop and rolls on in after the shaggy headed man enters before him. "I am here to requisition some ammunition."

[Milskidasith]

Tanner turns towards the strange contraption. He wasn't quite sure what it was, but he'd seen enough things in the Wastes he wasn't really suprised. Tanner had seen some other metal contraptions once or twice, shouting some kind of message about President Eden, so he figured he was kind of similar to those, although this one looked a lot more dangerous. Tanner starts speaking in a gruff voice, and while he hasn't had much occasion to speak, he still remembers most of the old words.

You too, bolts? I was just about to run out of ammo for 'ole Colt, Tanner motions to a rifle strapped to his leg, when I found this place. Figured it'd be easier to get ammo here then shooting up some Raiders and hoping for the best.

[Talking Donkey]

Jennessen

After a few more drinks, Jennessen decides to make her way towards the local shop to see if the new shipment from Scrapyard arrived on time. "Thanks for getting the drinks Shark." She says with a wink and a smile. Shark says nothing, just a nod and a wave.

As Jenessen enters the store she notices a large robot and another man she has never seen before. "How are ya?" she says to the man, before looking to the robot. "Hi" she says as she keeps walking towards the store counter. "The new shipment make it in yet? Anything good on it?" Jennessen asks inquisitively of the shop keep.

[Milskidasith]

Tanner turns towards the woman who had just arrived, looking over her quickly. She didn't seem like much of a threat, but he could never be too careful. She didn't dress very safely for somebody living in the wastes, that's for sure. Again, he begins to speak gruffly.

I need ammo, and then I'll be heading out again. I don't have any money, or whatever passes for money here, but I've got some gecko skins I'd like to sell.

Tanner motions towards his back, where two massive skins were rolled up and tied to him, good for who knows what. They made comfortable enough blankets during the night, but maybe they'd be worth more to the shopkeeper.

[DMBlackhart]

The shopkeep is thrown off his gaurd as only minutes later from the gruff "hunter's" entrance, a rather alarming robot, followed by a chick who has seen better days barge into his shop.

Hay! Cain't none of ya read? we're closed!!

The man takes particular alarm at the robot, to which he responds by arming himself with a particularly polished, and effective sawed-off shotgun.

The man keeps the gun raised, and looks to the two humans in the group as he speaks.

That thing with ya'll? You should go tell the sherrif, don't want it malfunctioning or anything 'round here.

The shop-keerper seems to be a fairly aged man. Well weathered with a look of experiance on his face, as well as a look of someone who is no stranger to chemicals. Although not a miner, it seems the influence of reno's drug sellers have reached this old timer as well.

[Talking Donkey]

Jennessen
"Whoa, Meagen. It's me, Jennessen. Calm down. I just came to see if the new shipment came in, if it's a problem we can leave and come back tomorrow."

Edit: Didn't see DM's post either.
Re-Edit: Deleted post about Vault Dweller, I may add it again later though.

[Milskidasith]

When the shopkeeper starts shouting at him, Tanner turns around and with a fluid motion draws out his pistol, which, not knowing any better, he assumed was named "Deagle" from the markings on the side that read "D. Eagle." As he is pulling it out, he drops prone, still aiming for the man.

I don't read too much, it's raining outside, and I'm not in the mood for some crazy stimmed up bastard to point a gun at me. Put the gun down or Deagle will start talking, and when he talks, everybody listens, got me? All I want to do is trade in a few skins I don't need, get some ammo, and head back to the wastes.

Speech roll:

1d100

[Milskidasith]

Forgot, you can't edit in rolls.

[roll0]

EDIT: And crap, you changed your post Donkey... I wouldn't walk away with somebody pointing a gun at me, so I dunno, I guess you ran and our conversation got cut short there. >_<

[DMBlackhart]

To Donkey (Feel free to omit that part about walking outside, unless you still stick by that option after this post.)

The shop-keeper looks around at you all, and lowers his shotgun, reckognizing the female a little more clearly. The man grabs a cracked pair of old glasses from the counter, shotgun at his side, and then takes another look at you all.

" Ah! O-oh my, sorry about all this trouble miss jennesen. Just wanted to be careful.. So that robut of yers, is he dangerous? Cause I don't want no trouble or nothin.

The shopkeeper seems almost reasonable until tanner draws his gun, although considering the shop-keepers actions, it only makes sense.

Boy put away that pee-shooter. If ya wanna keep your fingers you'll holster yer piece boy. Now if we are quite through with the greetings, the names Meagen... Ya I know what yer thinkin, "thats a girls name" well tough. It was my daddies name, and his daddies name, and HIS daddies name. So stop yer laughing and set those snake skins on the counter.

[Milskidasith]

Since we're being reasonable here, fine. As for your name, I don't really care if it's a girl or a boy's name.

Tanner stands up and holsters his Desert Eagle. He makes a show of dusting himself off, although he was dusty before he got into the store and really couldn't get any of it off anyway. He reaches onto his back and gets out the two Gecko skins, then walks out to the counter. When he gets there, he unrolls the two, laying them out flat.

Not in the best condition, but I'd bet somebody around here could make a nice coat out of them. I was lucky the raiders were attacking the Geckos before I got there; those things were tough enough even after being beat by their sledgehammers.

[Talking Donkey]

Jennessen

Wanting to avoid any more confrontation, at least for the moment Jennessen lies to the Meagen. "Yes sir, I recently acquired him. Finest robot in the wasteland if you ask me." Trying to change the subject she continues. "So, did that shipment come in? Curious if you got anything of interest in with it."

Speech:[roll0]Goal 95

[Goblinsplitter]

"I am TX-117, but you meat bags may call me Tex. I assure you sir I am perfectly maintained and have a log of all the maintenance I have performed on myself. I wish to requisition some ammunition and then I shall be on my way."

[DMBlackhart]

"Meagen" hears all of you out. And chuckles a bit at the gecko story before he hefts them away.

That I do lil' lady. Got some good rounds, and ALOT of food in. Although, you don't look underfed.

The man hefts up about 6 ammunition boxes, unlocking each with a seperate key on a very old, rusty key-ring.

So what'r ya'll lookin fer? I got some of yer basic armor piercin rounds fer yer little pee-shooter there boy. And I got some .35 rounds, and all the basics.


EDIT: List your ammos you want, and unles it's too unreasonable he SHOULD have some in-stock. ( the reason I asked for you to list it, is again, if it's like energy cells, or sniper rounds.. he might not have it.. maybe.)

[Milskidasith]

Tanner once again begins to speak while focusing on other things; mostly, what Meagan was doing, but also looking if there was any ammo for his rifle in stock.

Meat bag, eh? Do you always insult your owner that way, or is this something new?

When Meagan begins talking, Tanner focuses on him while speaking.

I need some ammo for this rifle. Tanner points to his leg. It takes .223 and 7.62 MM rounds. As for my "pea shooter" I'm pretty good on ammo for it right now. A bit of food would be nice, too.

[Goblinsplitter]

"I was not aware "meat bag" was insulting. My apologies. What shall this one call you?"

[Milskidasith]

You can just call me Tanner, if you want. Then again, seeing as you have the big guns around here, I don't think most people would complain if you called them whatever you want.

OoC:

What condition is our gear in? It can have between 0 and 10 boxes filled for condition. I'm assuming it's not perfect, but still functional, so maybe 3-4 boxes for all my gear? Also, ammo I want: either kind of .223 (for stronger ammo) or 7.62 MM (weaker ammo, and cheaper.)

EDIT: Put in the ammo I wanted (though I kind of already mentioned it.) What does our robot want, again?

[DMBlackhart]

( Why does your rifle take 2 different ammos milks?)
(Eh, I was just gonna ignore condition to start with, consider it dumb luck or some such, but if you are hell bent on accuracy then I would say 3 boxes is fair)

The elderly shop keeper takes out a few packs of rounds, just enough to cover the worth of the reptile pelts ( I unno, 100caps total?). After which he locks the cases and puts them back under the counter, picking up his shotgun once more, and putting actual rounds in it.

There ya go boy, a bit of everythin you'll need. You can even take the rations for free.

Meagen turns to jennesen once the purchases are delt with.

Ay, lass, ya might wanna go take your new toy down to the garage. I am sure ol' buck would wanna inspect it, he always was a bit eccentric when it came to machenery and such.

[Goblinsplitter]

"Indeed, Tanner. I am a model TX-117. Primary function personal protection and research and maintenance. Is that your weapon? My scans indicate it is not in proper functioning parameters. May I see it?"

[Milskidasith]

OoC: Somebody object to the statement I'm making IC.

As for taking two different types of ammo: It can use either 7.62 or .223. Yay for being versatile (though honestly .223 is just 7.62 ammo but with AP or DT ignoring properties, so W/E. 100 caps worth would be a grand total of 17 7.62 bullets, bringing me up to 20 total for my gun.

IC:

Tanner grabs the ammo and, after putting it a couple of spare magazines, puts it into his pocket.

Thank you for the ammo, sir. Unless anybody here has any objections, I think I can head out as soon as I finish eating.

Tanner then grabs a couple rations and begins to eat one, leaning on the nearest wall. When Tex begins talking, he looks up at him.

Yeah, my weapons might be a little worse for the wear. You seem pretty knowledgable, so if you want to check it out, feel free.

Tanner unholsters his Desert Eagle and his Colt and hands them over to Tex, making sure the guns are pointed away from people at all times (no Luck rolls to shoot myself here. >_>)

[Talking Donkey]

Jennessen

"Sounds like a good idea. Well swing down that way if we get the chance." Jennessen smiles at Meagen, "Well if you didn't get anything new in, I guess I'll be back and check again in a few days or so." Thanks again. Oh, and Meagen, please don't threaten to shoot me next time... I might threaten back."

"So FRIENDS, shall we be on our way once you are done with your purchases and such?"

[DMBlackhart]

Heh, I woulden't had done nothin anyways if it werent for you scaring me with your robut there. With all the dust storms, an yoai guai round town ya gotta be careful ya know. Not to mention the bloody slavers and raiders.

The man takes the skins into the back room, returning after a few seconds.

Ya'll aren't thinkin of going out there this late? or in that rain are ya? Heh, you sure got some balls boy. Jennese, make sure the young man doesent fall out of line. Looks like he might hurt himself.

The man takes out a pack of ciggerets from his shirt pocket, lighting up what looks to be the last stick.

Ay jennese, if you can find me some smokes while yer out, I will be sur eta pay ya.

[Milskidasith]

If you've got somewhere I can stay, then I suppose I can wait out the rain.

Tanner turns towards Tex.

How's that weapon looking, Tex?

[Talking Donkey]

Jennessen

"I had planned on sleeping in the company vehicle again, but... with this many people maybe we should find somewhere else. Meagen, if you got a place we'll take it. If not, well head over to the bar'n see if they got a room. Oh, and don't worry, I'll rustle ya up some smokes'.

[Goblinsplitter]

"It is in fair condition. Give me some time and I shall return it to full functionality." He turns his attention towards the female "I do not require sleep, but if you wish I could enact my security protocols while you and the Tanner enter your dormitory period."


Desert Eagle: [roll0] vs 53%
Colt: [roll1] vs 53%
Repair rolls for Tanner's guns. i assume over the course of the night I'll find two hours to work on his weapons.

[DMBlackhart]

Ah, I coulden't let a lil lady like yerself sit out in the cold, and rather acid, rain all night. Now could I? Well, I don't really trust the company ya keep, but whatever, if ya'll keep yer guns in the store room tonight, and keep yer robut outside I think I can put ya up for the night. Just try not to get the matress's TOO dirty, I still plan on sellin em.

The shopkeeper begins to head off, after making sure you comply with his requests, before he turns on one heel and speaks again.

Oh an, keep out of the basement please. I don't like to be disturbed when im workin

Jennese knew this man well, and knew too well what "workin" entailed. If there was any special stock in recently for the shop it was probably just some jet or other chems the old timer got to.

[DMBlackhart]

"It is in fair condition. Give me some time and I shall return it to full functionality." He turns his attention towards the female "I do not require sleep, but if you wish I could enact my security protocols while you and the Tanner enter your dormitory period."


Desert Eagle: [roll0] vs 53%
Colt: [roll1] vs 53%
Repair rolls for Tanner's guns. i assume over the course of the night I'll find two hours to work on his weapons.

( Erm, not sure where you got the parts for it. I could allow it this one time, but really I will be a stickler for you having even BASIC parts/ equipment for lockpicking, repairs, and medical tasks. Even a sewing kit could work.... for all three. :p)

[Milskidasith]

Fair enough. Tex already has my guns, and I could use a rest on a nice bed for once. I'm sure you won't mind Tex keeping watch, right Meagan?

Tanner heads over to the one of the mattresses and kicks off his boots. Without any more ceremony, he lies on it and closes his eyes, trying to sleep.

OoC: I'm sure Meagan has a tool kit we can use to repair things.

[DMBlackhart]

( fair enough milk, so yeah repairs are fine, and a success w/ those rolls. So thats 2 boxes less damage. SO pretty damn good quality now. )

( I Will move to the next day after a bit mroe RP. so a post or two more should suffice.)

[Milskidasith]

I'm asleep, so about the only thing left would be for Jennessen to go to sleep and Meagan to start on lookout.

Suddenly, a Super Mutant armed with another rifle charges in and starts shooting at us! Protect the building for a nice reward! >_>

[DMBlackhart]

Too bad, meagen is busy getting high. :p

[Milskidasith]

I meant Tex, not Meagan. My bad.

[Talking Donkey]

Jenenssen

Jennessen kicks complys with Meagen handing over her pistol, although she keeps her brass knuckles and shiv hidden away. "Gnight Meagen." With that she goes to bed.

[Goblinsplitter]

Might as well try and repair them all the way, since i have enough time to do so.

Desert Eagle [roll0] vs 53%
Colt [roll1] vs 53%

[Milskidasith]

Timeskip time!

[Goblinsplitter]

Lets do the time warp again!!!

[DMBlackhart]

The night moves by pretty quick. A good nights rest is had even though you both sleep on very lumpy, very uncomfortable matresses.

As the morning sun comes, you all awake, roughly 9am. Looking around th shop you find your weapons, on the counter, and tex outside. However meagen isent anywhere to be found.

A new day, new adventures, and dare I say it, new QUESTS!!

Bummmbummbuuummmm... :p

[Milskidasith]

Tanner steps up from the bed, and stretches his long arms upward, yawning loudly. He then walks over to the table and grabs his weapons holstering them at his side.

Huh, the old man disappeared on us. Ah well, it's probably no big deal. I kind of want to head back to the wastes, but I get the feeling some of townspeople probably need some stuff done, and if I can get some extra supplies out of doing what I do to survive anyway, I'll be happy enough. Either of you know where we can find something to do?

[Talking Donkey]

Jennessen

Grabbing her weapon off of the counter, she holsters her pistol and looks for Meagen. Deciding he is probably off getting something to eat, or high, she looks at her new companions.

"Well, I know a caravan was planning on going out today or tomorrow, but it is going way all the way down to the Hub. We could ask around at the bar, I'm sure we can rustle up some work there, along with some food."

[Goblinsplitter]

"I am still in need of ammunition. It would be most fortuitous to acquire some as it would increase my killing potential by 87%."

[Milskidasith]

Tanner idly inspects his weapons, noting that they were in perfect or near perfect condition now. After a pause, he turns towards Jennessen.

The bar sounds fine to me. Somebody'll have something for us to do in the Wastes, I bet. As for ammo, Tex, I'd recommend you just grab some off the counter and leave the cash behind. It would be easier than waiting around or finding another shop.

[Talking Donkey]

Jennessen

"We will see what we can find Tex... you do have caps... right?"

[DMBlackhart]

As you all ready yourselves, grab your equipment, and some food from meagens stores, you notice the apparent lack of the geazer.

Jennesen happens to find his basement door still locked. The old-timer is probably holding himself up in there for the time being.

Moving along-

As you all work your way through town you see some of the sights of redding. Most of which involve wanna-be gansters causing trouble, jet-addicts begging for some caps or a fix, a good deal of people running scared from the robot, and yet all the while the sherrif seems to not respond to the frightened calls.

You come to the first little bar you can, the door is made of wet, almost destroyed wood, but it seems to hold.. for now.
Inside the bar you are all greeted at first by the barkeep, until, like meagen he jumps back at the military designed robot with the flamethrower, MG, and High-tech guns equiped to him. Although ALOT of guns come out and things look bad the people don't stay that way for long. If the robot was looking to hurt anyone, it'd have done so by now.

The owner of the bar comes up to you all, whether or not you decide to sit down he seems to follow you, talking you all up, being particularly careful around the robot.

Jennesen, good ta see ya again girly. How have ya been? I havent seen you in here since... well since last night. It's been awhile, Oh!! and I see you got yourself a man, and a body gaurd.. well good for you. Please sit down, drinks are on the house for you, well, you need to pay first though.

Erm... what does the robot drink? Gasoline?

[Goblinsplitter]

"What is with the human fascination with these "caps"? I don't want "caps" I want 5mm ammunition for my CZ-53 mini-gun."

[Milskidasith]

(OoC: I'm assuming the robot just grabs the bullets and Jennessen can spot him the caps. Or we just steal, W/E, the guy's too high on Jet to notice.)

Tanner walks in and sits down, fidgeting uncomfortably. He wasn't used to sitting on a stool.

Water, please. Or if that's not available, then I'll take Molerat blood, it works well enough. I'm really just here looking for work; I live in the wastes, for the most part, and I figured somebody here might need something done that's less than desirable.

[Talking Donkey]

Jennessen

"It has been a while." Reaching into her pocket Jennessen pulls out a a few caps, "I'll take a Scotch on the rocks, and what ever he's having." She says pointing towards Tanner as she has a seat at the bar. "You know anyone looking for some hired guns?"

Edit: Doh, dang Ninja's.

[DMBlackhart]

The barkeep takes the caps and sets you up with a rather small glass of vodka, and a plastic bottle of somewhat brown-tinted water.

Bah! this is redding darlin. Even you should know, next to reno, or those filthy zombie pits, that this is probably the worst town out there. Hell, it's the freest though, I would take that over all the caps in the wastes!

As you continue your drinks the barkeep does that cliche'd glass cleaning excersise as he continues.

So ya, there is ALWAYS need for someone round here. I hear buck over at the garage is closin up for the time being, somethin about his lil girl going missin yesterday. And that filthy mayor of ours is always up to somthin. Hell you could even go check he mines, im sure the sherrif would welcome a few more hands in handling the damn addicted miners, or the disputes, or hell even the constant territory war with the gangs. Ah, but don't let our petty little problems bother ya. You should just stick to your escortin buissness. It's easy, honest caps in my opinion.

The barkeep sets you up with a few more drinks for free when those run low.

I personally don't need much. You could go hit up that dead-beat meagen for my rum supply. Should have gotten it in recently, and yet no one see's him all too often. I swear if he is sneakin MORE jet into this town I will lynch him myself!

[Milskidasith]

Tanner sips at the water slowly, glad that there is, in fact, water in this town. He turns towards Jennessen.

I say we check out the guy at the garage. The rest of this stuff sounds kind of like internal affairs, and I personally prefer the Wastes to this town. Less guns aimed at you in the wastes, and cheaper food, if you know where to look.

[Talking Donkey]

Jennessen

"Alright, thank you much." She says as she sets an extra cap or two down on the bar. Finishing her drink she stands up and gets Tanner and Tex's attention. "I think we should go check on Meagen. If he's ok, No, problem he'll just yell, but if he's dead... well we get his stuff.

"After that maybe we can check out the garage."

Edit: Re Ninja'd

[Milskidasith]

We can ask about Meagan at the garage. The missing daughter situation probably requires us to work fast, though I wouldn't object to getting some of Meagan's stuff.

[Talking Donkey]

Jennessen

"To the garage then."

[DMBlackhart]

You all leave the bar, one last round given out before you leave .

It takes a few minutes to navigate the relitivly dirty city of redding, and find a garrage about 1/10 of a mile away from the town itself. The garage looks to be an old per-war gas station and garage combo. Everything seems to still be functioining, and as you arrive, you can hear the faint sound od sobbing comming from a back room in the garage's office.

[Talking Donkey]

Jennessen

"If there is one thing I hate more than a lack of booze, it's a man crying." She says rather coldly as she makes her way inside.

[Milskidasith]

Looks like we are at the right place. I'm not exactly the best with words, and he seems upset, so I think you should talk to him, Jennessen.

[Talking Donkey]

Jennessen

Walking into the garage, Jennessen looks at the man sobbing by his desk.

"Hey Buck, we heard. What happened? Don't worry, we will help if we can."

Speech[roll0]Goal 95.

[Goblinsplitter]

Tex looks around the garage, looking at all the dilapidated machinery "Poor machines..."

[DMBlackhart]

Once inside the garage tex spots a lift system, which seems to still be operational. The lift seems to stick about halfway through elevation though when manipulated.

The garage is full of dilapitated machenes and spare parts, and even some kind of broken aircraft hanging from rusty cable wires.

The man stops his bawlin long enough to look up, a smile on his face when he sees jennesen, and an even greater one when he sees the robot.

Oh, it's terrible jenny. My little girl, becca, she went out to play yesterday, I figured she would go see that markus boy or something. But she hasent came back since then. No one around town has seen her, and with the slavers and raider out there I just don't know WHAT to do.

[Talking Donkey]

Jennessen

"Ok, we'll try and help Buck. Can you give these two a description of your daughter and directions to the Marcus boys place?"

[DMBlackhart]

Y-ya sure. You should know where it is jennese. Just a little north, near the edge of the cliff before the mines. If I recall you and the boys mom never really got along did you? Erm, are you sure I can trust these two?...

After a minute the man hands over a picture, and a small paper "roll" filled with bottle caps.

Thats the 50 caps I was gonna pay a scab to find her for me. But since your up to it I guess that'd be you.

The picture shows a 10-year old girl in a dirty cotton dress with a series of missing teeth to her semi-clean smile. She has dirty blonde hair, set up in ponytails, and soft green eyes.

[Goblinsplitter]

"I fail to see why humans are so attached to those little meat bags." says Tex, absentmindedly as he looks at all of the MACHINES!

[Talking Donkey]

Jennessen

"They are good. Hold on to your caps until we get back. And no, their mother is a bitch, but aside from that we get along fine." Jennessen says with a smile.

[Milskidasith]

C'mon, we're wasting time. Let's go look around where they were hiding out and see if we can't find any clues.

[Talking Donkey]

Jennessen

"Sounds good, ok Buck we are on our way. We'll be back when we find her."

[DMBlackhart]

Buck barely notices you leaving, however he does stop "tex" for a moment as the others leave.

Here, take these. If the lady wont take caps you can at least make use of this junk.

And he hands over 10lbs worth of metals and parts ( scrap metal..)

You begin your search in town, asking questions to people, and looking for trails. Your search is almost for nothing when finally the "mother" of that "markus boy" shows up in your search, telling she saw the kids running off to the western hills a few hours before the rain. Something about their ball going missing.

[Milskidasith]

Tanner thinks for a second, his hand on his chin. He then brings it down, always keeping it near his gun when at rest, and turns towards his companions.

The hills are probably the only place we have to look, so we should head there. I doubt we'll find many other clues in town.

[Talking Donkey]

Jennessen

As the "mother" of the boys leave, Jennessen mutters something about a nasty, disease ridden, flea infested, lady of the night, only in well, much more vulgar terms, just loud enough for the woman to hear. "I guess we should make our way over to the western hills."

[DMBlackhart]

With your robot companion being unusually quiet you continue your search.

However a nasty glare is returned at yur foul comments. That "witch" always seems suspiscious of something.

However you head about 10 minutes walk out of town, to one of the few areas still forested. Beyond this forest, and down the hills lies the REAL town of redding, the ghost town of redding that was abandoned after the bombs fell.
if the kids were there, things could get ugly.

These parts were known for it's high yao-gaui population, and although they stick to the forests, it makes entering this area no more comfortable.

You press into the woods only for a moment or two before you come a trail at last. A trail of blood leads off, which only worries you more, at the end of the trail, and in a small clearling is a small, red rubber ball.

You are about 10meters from the clearing, an uneasy feeling creeping along the back of your neck.

[Milskidasith]

As soon as Tanner starts to feel uneasy, he pulls out Deagle and looks around. He knew there was somebody near here, waiting for him. He just had to spot them, and open fire.

OoC:

Rolling against Perception, need a 10 or lower. [roll0]

Woot! I rolled the worst possible and still made it. Yay for having a perfect stat!

[Talking Donkey]

Jennessen

Jennessen pulls her pistol from her holster and kicks off the safety. Slowly moving finger up to her mouth, she jestures for the other two to keep quiet, not because they were loud but because of the uneasy feeling she had.

Sneak[roll0] Goal:29

Woohoo, the only time I will every be sneaky... until level 2 or 3.

[DMBlackhart]

.... You need a 10 or lower on a d10 roll?...... ( I am willing to kill you for being that level of stupid.. just saying. :p)


As soon as you come to the edges of the clearing tanner see's them. In the trees outside the clearing, and in the area around. At least 5 of them, yao-gaui. They don't seem to have noticed you yet, but they still seem uneasy, as if they know prey is nearby.

[Talking Donkey]

Jennessen looks in the trees to see if she sees the children, hoping the climbed to get away from the Yao Gao.

Perception Roll [roll0] Goal 5

[Milskidasith]

OoC: As for needing a 10 or lower... well, you might have wanted to add in perception modifiers. After all, if they're in cover, it might have been a -2 or something to perception, so I rolled it. If it was anything that was being especially sneaky, a 10 would have actually caused me to fail.

Tanner, seeing the Yao-Gaui around there, drops to the ground, trying to both hide himself and line up a shot on the beasts.

Sneak: [roll0] Must get 35 or lower. D'oh.

[DMBlackhart]

You can't find the children in the trees. However, with the fact the yao gao are up there as well, it would be foolish to think that would keep the children safe.

EDIT: The robot is with you too, and since tex's sneak sucks, you guys were bound to be seen.. so...

The yao guai turn their heads to your direction. They don't seem to readily notice the entire group, but the humming robot, with his large build is a easy target, as well as the rather clumsy hunter who manages to hit a rock with his left foot, causing it to fly into the clearing, which gave off your position the most.

The yao guai jump from their positions, and advance as close as the rubber ball, but do NOT attack. As the robot is confirmed to them they seem to stay at bay. Although they look ready to attack, they don't advance on you. Although most yao guai have burn marks and mutation marks from the radiation, some seem alot fresher, and few things further then explosives, and flamers could cause burns like that.

Rawr

[Talking Donkey]

Jennessen

OOC: Oops thought you meant they were in the clearing near the trees, not in the trees near the clearing. Oops.

"What do you think we should do?" Jennessen whispers to Tanner and Tex.

[DMBlackhart]

Edited above.

[Milskidasith]

Are they within 19 meters of me?

[Talking Donkey]

Jennessen

Noticing they the Yao Gao haven't seen her, Jennessen deftly moves behind a tree. "Just in case" she whispers.

[DMBlackhart]

Are they within 19 meters of me?


They are at the rubber ball, which is about 5 meters from the clearing edge, which is 10 meters from you. SO, 15 meters from you. Keep in mind context clues.

[Milskidasith]

You mentioned the rubber ball was in the clearing, but not how far into it. It could have been ten meters away.

Tanner brings up his Deagle, keeping it pointed at the Yao-Guai.

Screw it, they already know I'm here. Might as well take some down with me.

BANG! BANG! Tanner quickly fires off two shots, his Desert Eagle bouncing back with the recoil, aiming both at one of the Yao-Guai that already looked injured.

Attacks:

[roll0] Need to beat 90-enemy AC-any modifiers.
[roll1]
[roll2]
[rollv=Damage]1d8+10

Also, assuming the first shot somehow drops a Yao-Guai, the second shot is going into a different one.

And now for Sequence, where I'm probably getting another round before anybody else. :D

EDIT: Dammit, messed up an attack roll. And if I had had one more luck, I would have critted. :/

[Milskidasith]

Damage roll: [roll0]

EDIT: Also, their DR is -10 what it would normally be for figuring out damage. That pretty much means if they have armor, they're taking 3 more damage than they would if I had non JHP bullets.

[DMBlackhart]

Eveyone list Sequence and other important stats like AC and the like.

Fair warning, yao guai in this are JUST as strong in the game. So around lv 5 or 10 a single yao guai is still a threat...

So lv1 is... well...

Peace out. ;p

I will have the yao guai stats up tomorrow. Just because if I listed them tonight you'd all go to bed with nightmares.

[Milskidasith]

Even an injured deathclaw would have probably been taken down by my current attacks, and Yao Guai are nowhere near as strong or as fast as them.

EDIT: Also, current AC 11, Sequence of 20. So I'm probably going again, and since I'm 15 meters away, I'm probably going a third time before anything gets near me.

[Talking Donkey]

I think Jennessen may just lay here hiding... playing dead.

Edit: AC 15, Sequence 10

[Milskidasith]

I think I'm probably going to end up dead.

[Goblinsplitter]

"I believe these lifeforms are hostile"

Hit Points: 36
Action Points: 8
Sequence: 14
Melee Damage: 2
Critical Chance: 5%
Armor Class: 6

[DMBlackhart]

I think I'm probably going to end up dead.

I am inclined to believe you.

Ok so, Yao-Guai stats as I personally interpret them and from what me and 2 friends agreed would be fair.

HP: 50
SQ: 16
AP: 12
XP: 500
CC: 10%
AC: 20-----DR-----DT
Normal:-----4------40%
Laser:-------0------0
Fire:---------4-----40%
Plasma:------0------0
Explosion:---4-----40%
PR: 80%
RR: 60%
GR: 0/40

Claw (90%, 3 AP, D:2d8)

So, for now find your place in the initiative. And in a few minutes I will list the enemies actions/ the results of tanners actions. ( word to the wise, animals bigger then you are hardly worth shooting at. :p)

EDIT 1: INITIATIVE- Tanner (go again), Yao-Guai, Tex, Jennese.

EDIT 2: 1. Trust me, me and my friends have played alot of fallout. We think this build is fair.

Also, Me and a smart friend did the damage, and ( you did say you had rounds that pretty much makes their DR 0 right?)

So the damage you delt with both bullets totals out to.. 10 and 11 damage. To 21 damage total.

[Milskidasith]

How the hell are Yao-Guai faster than deathclaws? I can understand the rest of it, but Deathclaws are the fastest things in the wastes and these things are faster than them. Also, let's see... damage dealt would be 18 and 17 -4, so 14 and 13, *.7, which gives me a grand total of 9 damage, twice. At least it was already injured before shooting at it.

EDIT: And I've played Fallout... deathclaws were always faster than Yao Guai.

[DMBlackhart]

So, to get back into the RP and out of the books..

Tanner lets off two shots, both sticking into the closest, and oldest looking beasts legs. The yao-guai set off at him, but not before he lets off a few more shots.

When/if the yao-guai get to you, they look hungry, but some look too un easy around the robot.

(Go tanner)

[DMBlackhart]

EDIT: And I've played Fallout... deathclaws were always faster than Yao Guai.

But you see milks, that the RPG book doesent do justice to the deathclaw. The 14 or w/e SQ they have, is stupid. Since yes, we have played fallout, and they are FAR faster then that. You have a 20 SQ and a fair deal of action points. Point is you ARE faster then a deathclaw, which FEW humans would be.

Meening I have re-statted out the deathclaw, yes, I have.

[Milskidasith]

But you see milks, that the RPG book doesent do justice to the deathclaw. The 14 or w/e SQ they have, is stupid. Since yes, we have played fallout, and they are FAR faster then that. You have a 20 SQ and a fair deal of action points. Point is you ARE faster then a deathclaw, which FEW humans would be.

Meening I have re-statted out the deathclaw, yes, I have.

Few humans would be, yes. Which is kind of why I have to have 10 in two stats to do it (and in fact I'm actually just as fast as the Deathclaws, I just go first.)

Anyway, there's pretty much no chance I can actually do anything. Even the ones that are already hurt are probably going to survive a couple bullets, assuming that wasn't just fluff and all five of them are a full HP. I can run away from them, and they'd catch up in... let's see... 6 hexes on my turn, then 12 on their turn, 15 between us now, 10 each round for me after that... They'd catch up to me in 6 rounds if I sprinted away, and we'd be over 200 feet from wherever they are now. (Wow, I just realized running in this game is really very slow in general; 200 feet in a minute means that, as the fastest possible human on earth, can run a mile in a grand total of 25 minutes. >_<)

So yeah...

Tanner sees that his bullets are having practically no effect on the deathclaws, and rather than take a few potshots and kill one of them, decides it would be a better choice to run away as fast as possible and hope they decide to leave him alone. He rises up from the ground as quickly as possible, and then starts sprinting at the speed of a really slow person's walk on crutches away as fast as possible.

Woo, I'm now 21 meters away from the Yao Guai pack of death.

[DMBlackhart]

The Yao-Guai rush at you at the sound of gun fire, however once you get a few yards past the robot the yao-guai stop. The beasts entire pack stops about 2 meters from the robot, whatever experiances they have had of technology obviously is playing out in your favor. For now, the creatures stand at bay, unless provoked.

(Next is TEX's turn and then Jennese's)

[Goblinsplitter]

"So uh... I should keep shooting, yes? Erm actually I feel this situation calls for a fighting retreat." says Tex as he raises his left arm, the flamers ignition flame fwooshing on. Tex lets the flamer get its fwoosh on and bathes the ground between him and the yao-guai in flames as he rolls backwards slowly.

[DMBlackhart]

Tex sets the brush on fire. Causing a small wall of flames to flicker between you guys and the yao-guai. Two from the pack actually fully retreat, which is met with some angry roars. While the rest only stand back, obviously hungry to get at their prey.

(Is time for jennesen... )

[Milskidasith]

OoC: Does it really matter whether I go before Jennessen at this point, since I'm just running and either way both of us go before the Yao-Guai?

Tanner continues (sort of) sprinting away, moving as fast as any human could. If he were fighting lesser beasts, he might run and shoot, but these things were fast and could survive two direct hits from his guns without slowing down; it wasn't like shooting molerats or dumbass raiders armed with pieces of scrap metal. He looks back, briefly, when he hears the TEX start talking.

Ok, they're kind of scared now, so get the hell out of there, now! I doubt they'll wait around for long; either the fire will burn out, or they'll get braver.

OoC: Burning 10 AP to run, run, run!

[DMBlackhart]

OoC- Thats fine Milks.
( I am going to assume you are ALL retreating. Unless Talkative Pack-animal chooses a different action)

Out Of Initiative-

The fire burns away as you all begin your retreat. You have a good 90 feet between you and the beasts before they get back to chasing you. However that distance can't be closed in time for you all to make the edge of the forests, which seem to be a stopping point for all but one of the yao-guai. A single one continues to chase you for some time until a few rounds are fired in your direction, cutting into the animals leg, and giving you time to finish outrunning it.

In the distance you see a slender, but muscular african male with a soft leather trench coat and ten-gallon-hat. The man is holding a hunting rifle, reloading it after that shot was fired.

As you pull in closer you see a badge on his chest which reads, "Sherrif Marrion"

That was a close one, you should all be careful going that far near redding. What were you all doin out there anyways?

[Milskidasith]

Tanner eyes the sheriff up and down. He seemed like an expert marksman, and Tanner was respectful of his expert aim.

Thanks for the shot, though with only one of them left I think I could have taken it down. Still, saved us from a pretty bad situation for sure. We were out there because we heard Buck's daughter was last seen over there. Any particular reason you're out here?

[DMBlackhart]

Ya I heard the news. Poor girl. As for why im out here, I heard from miss smith, ya know, the mother to that markus brat. That a couple of foolish "new commers" were heading out to reddin. And well, lets just say it'd be more work to dig up your corpses then to just stop you from getting eatin alive to start with.

The sherrif seems unphased by the appearance of a military-grade war-machene in your party.

[Talking Donkey]

Jennessen

"Thanks Sheriff" she says with wink as she leans over, hands on her knees trying to catch her breath. "You know anything about where the kids are?" before thinking for a second. "Wait you saw that... I mean, you saw "Miss" Smith, did she look like she was hiding something? Namely her hand?" Jennessen sounded like she was having a hard time saying the word miss. "I noticed she was hiding it earlier, but didn't think anything of it."

[DMBlackhart]

Sherrif Mariam takes out a couple bottles of PURE water from his pack.

Drink up, just got these from some merchant before I got the call you were in trouble.

Ya, it was miss smith who tipped me off. She told me she dident want you guys to get hurt, and told me to check up on you guys, and bring you back.

She had her hand bandaged, but thats all I saw of it. Why, did she get a cut or something? *sigh* jennese, don't tell me you got in another fight with the women?

[Talking Donkey]

Jennessen

Jennessen smiles a sly smile at the the Sheriff. "Marrion, you know just as well as I do, that if I got in a fight with that woman again she would have a lot worse than a cut hand. Just like last time." Taking a sip of the pure water Jennessen continues. "With all the Yao Gao back there, I don't think we will be able help ol' Buck's daughter. Guess we will have to leave that to the authorities. You know, I guess this means we will be looking for a little bit of work. Got any raiders that need handled?"

[DMBlackhart]

Ah damn. Well you gave it your best. And I guess we will just have to hope some more capable men roll into town soon. I only hope they got to the abandon town, at least then they'ed have food and shelter.

No raiders around these parts that I can speak of. But you can ask around, or head out into the wastes and find yourselves some trouble.

I suggest you stop by bucks first. At least give him the heads up on the situation. Even if the kids are safe, it's best to assume the worst for now, not much we can do anyways.

[Goblinsplitter]

Tex spots a sheet of plywood on the ground. He picks it up and using the ignition torch on his flamer, he burns "Will kill for ammo" onto it, then holds it in front of him. "Would these raiders have proper ammunition for my CZ-53? I wish to resupply and start on Project #7. Or do I need some of these 'caps' you humans talk so much about? I believe I know where to find some of these caps you covet"

[Milskidasith]

Tanner turns towards Tex, watching with interest as he burns the sheet of plywood.

Don't worry, TEX, we'll find you some ammo for your Cheesey whatever, but we need to stop by Buck's place first. Might as well break the bad news to him now, rather than later.

[Goblinsplitter]

"You mean that horrid place with all those dilapidated machines? I shall have to have a talk with him about that. Having just one operational would increase productivity immensely."

[Talking Donkey]

Jennessen

"Alright, to Bucks then."

[DMBlackhart]

But then the haluccinations kick in. You believe to have heard a *ting* followed by what seemed to be a neon green arrow moving across a bar with numbers on it. (OoC- You guys get XPs for a failed/successeded quest/ tactical retreat from Yao-Guai)

( Tanner- 100xps
Jennesen- 250xps
Texes Prime- 250xps )


IC-

You all retun to bucks garage. Only to find the emotionally defeated man sitting at a work bench, crafting something, although it's hard to tell what. The tears seemed to have dried, but it's clear he is no more at ease then when you all left.

[Milskidasith]

Tanner looks at the man. He wasn't any good at having sympathy for people, so his voice sounded as gruff as always. He didn't pause, or attempt to soften the blow of the words that followed.

We think we found where your kid was, but there were a bunch of Yao Guai hanging around. She may be alive, but there was blood at the scene and she's probably in one or more Yao Guai's stomachs right now.

[Goblinsplitter]

"In the future I would wish to assist you in repairing these poor metallic brethren of mine." Tex says addressing the now bawling mechanic. Addressing his traveling companions, Tex says "Well, now that that is done, shall I show you were we can find these "caps" you speak so highly of?"

[Talking Donkey]

Jennessen

Jennessen eyes Tanner hard for his indifferent attitude towards the mans plight. "Buck, we've done all we can for now, we can't go their with the Yao Gao there. We were nearly killed. I'm sorry, I wish there was more we could do."

[DMBlackhart]

The man continues working at his bench. An obvious change in his face and breathing when you mentioned a job not-so-well done. However, he continues diligently working on whatever it is he is constructing, not bothering to respond for a moment.

It's fine. Just.... I want to be alone for now.

[Goblinsplitter]

"Alright, so if you meat bags will follow me, I know where we can find some caps and other items of potential interest. Oh, I apologize. I forgot "meat bag" is impolite. What was your name again female?" Tex says as he rolls out of Buck's garage.

[Talking Donkey]

Jennessen

"Jennessen" She says, following the talking toaster out of the garage. "What do you have in mind?

[Goblinsplitter]

"My data banks hold the location of a Rob-Co facility not too far from here. It should be relatively un-molested. If we hurry we can get there before night fall."

[Talking Donkey]

Jennessen

"Sounds good Tex, I trust your judgement... er... AI... or... whatever you call it."

[Goblinsplitter]

"AI is the correct term, Jennessen." Tex says, kind of stumbling over "Jennessen". "My central processing unit can perform 27 teraflops worth of calculations per second. So, what is with these "caps''? Why do you humans seem to revolve your life around them?"

[DMBlackhart]

(Sorry, would have posted sooner, but I was waiting to see if you guys were going to agree with the robot. But then you guys pretty much told me to just assume you are going to agree with the robot... SO... ya.)

You head off into the wastes, the sun about midway through the sky. It's about 2PM by the time you make any real progress, the sun beating down on you with no meens to shade yourselves. You all journy relitivly uninterupted for a few more hours, the sun falling lower, a twilight sky over head.

( Perception rolls/ Sneaky rolls/ List your luck scores)

[Milskidasith]

Don't we roll against luck, not list our scores? Ah well.

Perception roll: Need to beat 10 - any modifiers. [roll0]
Sneak: [roll1] Need to beat 35.
Luck: 3.

[Talking Donkey]

Let's see here.

Perception: [roll0] Goal 5
Sneak: [roll1] Goal 29
Luck: [roll2] Goal 7 Doh, mean to roll 1d10 not 1d100

[DMBlackhart]

Tex- Feel free to roll perception/Sneak, but realy, at this point things look bad. :P

The sun is low, and your long distance vision is getting blurry. However, on the horizon you see three things. The first, is a large, square structure. It's The old Rob-Co facility, not more then a mile or two off.

The second is a trader caravan. The group is unidentifiable from here.

The last, a rather large party of humans, they seem to be leading a caravan of 2 make-shift cage like structures, full of humanoids. It's obvious at this point the merchant group is outrunning the "slavers".

Unfortunately for you all ( not counting tex yet), something ELSE has caught your attention. Before you have time to give a second thought to the slavers a MASSIVE insectoid creature falls apon jennesen.

The black chitinous plating of the giant scorpian scraps against you as it holds you down, a foul icor spilling from it's joints, tail, and mouth.

With a hissing it's tail is draw, and prepared to be swung down apon it's prey.

HP: 35
SQ: 8
AP: 8
XP: 400
CC: 5%
AC: 10 DR DT
Normal: 1 5%
Laser: 0 0
Fire: 4 20%
Plasma: 0 0
Explosion: 1 5%
PR: 100%
RR: 50%
GR: 50/100
Attacks: Tail (80%, 4 AP, D:1d12, Poison
Type D)

[roll0] (To beat 70% minus any mods jennesen has)
[roll1]

(mark up sequences, the Radscorpian has 8)

[DMBlackhart]

If the scorp hits jennesen, roll poison resistance.

[Milskidasith]

Wait, what? I beat the perception roll needed by 8, how the hell did I get snuck up on? Assuming I see it (which I should) it starts 50 hexes away. Even further, I get the option to use an outdoorsman roll to avoid this entirely, which I'm doing.

Outdoorsman: [roll0] Rolling against 44.

Well, looks like we've headed off away from this random encounter. Sorry Radscorpion, no food for you.

[Talking Donkey]

Roll for poison, Goal: 25 [roll0]

Wow, didn't see that coming lol.

[DMBlackhart]

Wait, what? I beat the perception roll needed by 8, how the hell did I get snuck up on? Assuming I see it (which I should) it starts 50 hexes away. Even further, I get the option to use an outdoorsman roll to avoid this entirely, which I'm doing.

Outdoorsman: [roll0] Rolling against 44.

Well, looks like we've headed off away from this random encounter. Sorry Radscorpion, no food for you.

Nix that jennesen, apparently milk is opting to skip this entire encounter. ( which, since he ASKED for a easier fight, I am amazed he skipped it.... )
( also, you did just condem a group of innocent traders, and all the slaves the slavers had, to a continued life or death of enslavement. )

[Milskidasith]

Nix that jennesen, apparently milk is opting to skip this entire encounter. ( which, since he ASKED for a easier fight, I am amazed he skipped it.... )
( also, you did just condem a group of innocent traders, and all the slaves the slavers had, to a continued life or death of enslavement. )

I just wanted to avoid the radscorpion, not the slavers, if that's possible.

As for an easier encounter: I kind of wanted one with a chance of actually getting us something; a radscorpion would be a waste of bullets. Raiders, however, let us get some ammo and caps.

[DMBlackhart]

(so... since your skipping the encounter, and the XPs/Treasures...)

You move past the apparent issues in the waste. Dodging the slavers as they gun down that lone trader group.

However it is miss fortune for others that will bring yourself much more luck. A large billboard sits on the horizon, not more then a couple hundread yards off reading, ROB-CO, as well as some faded out part where an obvious slogan would have sat.

The area looks relitivly bare, what would have counted as a parking lot at a time is barren of everything except for dilapitated Canyonaro SUV . The SUV sits up on stone blocks, it's wheels removed.

The facitlities front door seems ungaurded, and there are no signs of raiders, or mutants, or guys named Tenpenny.

[Milskidasith]

Perception check (in case there are negative mods; remember, stuff can be trying to be stealthy, which would probably be an ad-hoc decrease to my perception): [roll0]

Tanner looks around the parking lot. Assuming it looks safe, he'll begin walking towards the entrance of the facility.

Looks like we found the place, guys. Let's get in there, grab what we need, and get out. Anyone got any light? I dunno if there will be electricity in there.

[Talking Donkey]

Jennessen

"I've got no light myself. Not used to going into dark places like this. You got anything Tex?" Jennessen follows Tanner, not wanting to be the first nor last to go inside the building.

[Goblinsplitter]

"I do indeed, Jennessen." says Tex as little lights pop out over his shoulders, and a large one flickers to life on the right side of his head. He rolls on into the decrepit Rob-Co factory, lights making the darkness retreat in front of him.

[Talking Donkey]

Jennessen

Jennessen falls in right behind the large talking toaster, using him as much for light as cover, just in case **** hits the fan again.

[Milskidasith]

Damn, I forgot about my Pip-Boy. Had a light the whole time and wouldn't even have known about it.

I flick on my Pip-Boy, creating yet another light source in the parking lot.

[DMBlackhart]

Rob-Co!! (Industries, est. 1954!!) ( I think. :p)

The building is very dark, obviously. Coupled with the fact the sun has setted, and night envelops the wastes, the factory is nearly pitch black. The only sources of light are comming either from the snack machenes, the soda machenes, some still functioning mechanism and signs within the building, and most of all the lights from you three.

( I tried making a map, but failed sooo....)

The dark halls seem almost lifeless as you explore the compound, nothing entirely threatning from a couple rad-roaches, which are quickly delt with.
Finally you all come to a floor-plan of the factory, a large red dot with a "YOU ARE HERE" on the south-most end.

The map shows a multitude of room on the first floor alone, as well as a series of access routes to the higher stories.

Floor Plan- 1st Floor

* Assembly Line 1
* Directors Office
* Research and Development 1
* Lab 1
* Cafeteria 1
* Common Room A
* Western Stairwell
* Eastern Stairwell
* Assembly Line 2
* Costumer Support
* Assembly Line 3
* Storage Room A
* Storage Room B
* Common Room B

Any and all appropriate checks now. ( Stealthings, Gamblings, Etc-ings)

[Milskidasith]

Huh, no clue what to make of this. If it's a robot facility, our best bet finding ammo would probably be at the assembly line, seeing as they'd probably be, I dunno, putting the guns on the robots there.

[Goblinsplitter]

"Do as you wish human. I am going to the Director's Office first. All I require is any ammunition that may of be use to me." says Tex in his monotonous robot voice.

[DMBlackhart]

You press through the dark hallways. Making no effort to keep your wits about you or remain quiet. If there WAS anything in here with you, it's not like they wouldent have time to prepare at this point.

Pushing on past a short series of hallways, with yet more radroaches, you come to a door only slightly smaller then the rather bulky TEX. A sign on the front reads "DIRECTORS OFFICE".

You all push inside, a rather tight fit for TEX, however nothing of a real issue. Once inside you find alot of important "office" type dealies.

A small box under the main desk titled "EMERGENCY ONLY".
A personal computer with more wires then the average one streaming along the floor. It seems active.
A coffee mug with something.... unknown... inside.
A multitude of papers all about the office, some littering the floor.
The corpse of possibly the director of this unit of ROB-CO, although with his remains being just a skeleton with no suit, your not sure.
A revolver on the desk, the chamber open to accept more ammo.

[Milskidasith]

Tex, you know how to use that computer over there? I've never been good at 'em. Lemme just see what's in the "Emergency Only" box.

[DMBlackhart]

Emergency Kit- (Tanner gets first dibs)

1 Knife
1 Hammer
1 week worth of perishable foodstuffs
1 clip of .44 rounds
1 "Robot-B-Gone Mark II" (Pulse Grenade)
1. Small Energy Cell
2 Flares
1 Flashlight (empty?)
1 Stimpack
1 Antidote bottle

[Milskidasith]

(What type of revolver is it on the desk? Also, what type of .44 magnum ammo is it?)

Lots of good stuff in here, guys. We've got some ammo for that revolver on the desk, either of you can take it since I've already got Deagle. There's a knife and a hammer in here, I think I'll carry them around, and some medical supplies I can carry around. Plus, there's an anti-robot grenade and some energy cell, maybe you can use it, Tex. A couple flares as well; I can carry one around and shoot with one hand. Tex, could you grab the food, it's kind of bulky for me to carry.

Tanner reaches through the container, digging through it's contents. He takes the Stimpack, Pulse Grenade, Hammer, Knife, antidote, and a flare.

[DMBlackhart]

Add up the appropriate weights of the crap you guys take. ( I am a bit serious about weight. being Encumbered is the crappiest part of FO Imo)

(I will wait up for Donkey and his char before I continue the story. )

The Gun-
Casull Magnum Revolver

Min. ST: 5 W: 6 lbs. Dmg: +7 Rng: 6 AP
S: 4 T: 5 B: N/A

With

.44 Magnum JHP
Value: 200
AC: 0 DR: - 10 Vol: 20 Dmg: 1d8

[Talking Donkey]

Jennessen

"No thanks on the Magnum, tried shooting one of those one time, nearly broke my wrist. I'll carry whatever is left from the emergency kit... assuming Tex doesn't want it." Jennessen looks around for anything else before continuing. "I wouldn't mind going to the R&D department before we leave. Maybe they were working on some type of helpful gear."

[OOC:
Jennessen takes:
44. Mag rounds
Flare
1 Small Energy Cell
Flashlight

Will also take the pistol if not one else wants it, but I won't use it.]

Rolls if needed:
Perception Goal 5: [roll0]
Luck Goal 7: [roll1]

Couldn't find anything in here:smalleek:

[Milskidasith]

I perceive. [roll0]

[DMBlackhart]

( Flash lights take small energy cells... how convinent. :p)

OoC- We will push on after Goblin posts the robots actions. ( Leave no computer left un hacked. :p)

( Ya, know what, fk me rolling luck and hiding it. It's easier if you guys just roll it everytime you make any OTHER roll from now on. Saves me time. :p)

[Milskidasith]

Fine then, my luck roll: [roll0] Need to beat a three.

Woo, I'm lucky-ish!

[Goblinsplitter]

"I would wish to take that revolver. My other weaponry has limited ammo. Let's see what this computer shall yield." says Tex as he rolls up to the computer.

Science vs 59%
[roll0]

[DMBlackhart]

As you all shuffle through the materials, and divide up the supplies, TEX sets to work. However, after a few minutes of working with the "lesser machene" TEX hears a *click* sounds, much like a lock locking emitted from the computer. From the screen you can see in bold letters "ACCESS DENIED, Insert override code in USB port"

[Talking Donkey]

Jennessen

"Sure Tex, heres the Ammo for it as well."

[Milskidasith]

Looks like we aren't getting into that computer. I say we head to the assembly line; if there are others like you there, TEX, we can probably find some ammo for you there.

[Goblinsplitter]

"Foolish machine!" roars Tex angrily, in a human like voice this time. Tex sets about looking for a flash drive in the desk/around the office.

[DMBlackhart]

Tex turns the room upside down looking for the small flash drive. However to no success. You would assume it's probably with the directors missing clothes.

(destination?) ( technically as long as TEX is in the lead, I will let him choose. Obviously he should be willing to agree)

[Goblinsplitter]

"I agree with the female. We should head to the R&D department. Keep an eye out for a USB drive." says Tex, returning to his normal electronic voice.

[DMBlackhart]

You exit the directors office, heading north, west, then south to the far western side of the building.

You come to a set of double doors easily able to accomidate the bulky TEX. However, the doors seemed stuck, obviously from the far side. As well the windows are blocked up with wooden planks, so you can't see inside.

[Goblinsplitter]

"Stand back, lady and gentleman. I believe I can handle this." says Tex as he waves you out of the way. He backs up and gets up a good head of steam, and crashes into the door, trying to bust it down.

Strength Check 7
[roll0]

[Goblinsplitter]

(-coughs- lets try that again...) [roll0]

[Goblinsplitter]

Tex slams into the door with a thunderous crashing noise, cracking under his mass. It does not yield though, and he is rebuffed, falling over backwards, arms flailing. "Robot down! Robot down!" he yells as he tries to right himself, eventually getting back on his feat... er wheels. "...You shall not keep me from my prize!"

Strength Check, vs 8
[roll0]

[DMBlackhart]

The powerfully built TEX tramples into the door, knocking whatever was barring it loose, with a powerful *SNAP* noise.

The doors push open slowly from the remaining momentum, your lights bleeding through the darkness of the R&D department.

Inside you see a series of metal desks, all with personal computers, charts, and a series of other important buissnessy crap. At a couple of the desks are corpses, fully dressed in labcoats. All the computers seem inactive or destroyed.

The silence is thick in the air. Your hearts beat heavily, experiance like this somewhat new to you.

However the veil of silence is shattered by the sound of a deep, robust, mechanical voice. " New life detected, scanning, identifying, eliminating..... Out of energy.... Please wait patiently for your termination, I will be with you shortly.

At the far end of the room, near a small door labeled "Supply closest", is a rather large, rather intimidating robot. A very old, very underdeveloped Protectron is waving a burnt out energy gun at you all, before turning around to search for a charge energy cell.

[Milskidasith]

I say we kill the damn robot; I think the grenade I found will do nicely. Not so good at throwing, but... it's an anti robot grenade, it shouldn't hurt me, right?

Tanner grabs the grenade, which he had clipped onto his armor, and charges at the robot as fast as he can.

[Talking Donkey]

Jennessen

"Tanner, I'm not sure if he's a threat... yet anyway. I don't think TEX is gonna like this." Jennessen steps back through the door way and pulls her pistol.

[DMBlackhart]

OoC- By RAW I should be assinging roughly 170% or so penalty to your attacks because of darkness (obviously this after the flashlights are accounted for). But I always found that section inaccurate, so I am thinking a modest +30% to your roll should work fine. ( So if you have to beat 31% to hit, you have to roll a 1, or you fail. Etc)

Darkness- 30% penalty

OoC- Feel free to lob a grenade. If you can INDEED hit, it WILL obliterate the machene. :p

The outdated protection chimes in once more.

"Please disarm yourselves, while I search for a battery. I will be sure to execute you shortly. Feel free to have a bagel, or coffee while you wait for your annhilation. Thank you for your patiance, and enjoy your visit to rob-co."

[Milskidasith]

Oh no, I'm not throwing it. I'm waiting near the bot and might go BOOM if it tries anything.

Tanner runs right next to the robot, just out of melee range but well within the blast radius, and holds up the grenade, shining his Pip-Boy on it.

How about you don't even try to find ammo, or I blow this thing up. You might live, but you might not. Seeing as I have one of the most powerful anti robot grenades I could find, you have to ask yourself a question. Do you feel lucky, bot? Do ya?

[DMBlackhart]

"Sir, please be seated, while I attempt to exterminate you. Or else I will have to call security"

The robot keeps scanning the wreckage, this would be its's 4th pass over the room and still it found no ammunition.

[Milskidasith]

[COLOR="Sienna"]Bleh, it's not going to find any ammo in here. Let's search the place; it's not a threat.COLOR]

Perception: [roll0] Need to beat 10 - modifiers for being in the dark (if any).
Luck: [roll1] Need to beat 3.

Darn.

[DMBlackhart]

Searching through the debris of the R&D department you find a few notes that seem relitively important. As well 3 seperate holotapes, each from a different desk.

Notes-

* Blue-prints for a more "up-to-date protectron" model.
* "Store Room Passcode"- 539482-1
* "The problems with the assembly line"

Holotapes-

* "The Rejects"
* "Our Duty"
* "F.E.V"

The protectron acknowledges as you dig throug the remains.

" Sir, I ask again, please wait patiently so that I may fullfill my obsolete programming and eliminate you and your companions. Trespasser will be delt with by force, and given a refreshing beverage of their choice, as well as a complimentary ROB-CO Pen apon visit."

[Talking Donkey]

Jennessen

Noticing the Holo tapes Jennessen makes her way towards them, looks over each of them before asking, "What the hell are these?"

Jennessen then picks up the store room code and the blueprints. "These could be useful TEX."

[Talking Donkey]

And because I'm a Klutz and forgot..

Perception Goal 5 [roll0]
Luck Goal 7 [roll1]

[Goblinsplitter]

"If you would please secure that grenade, I would appreciate it greatly Tanner... You can understand why it makes me so nervous. Yes Jennessen, those shall come in very handy. And those are holo-tapes. Has video and audio. I could play the audio if you like, although Mr. Tan Man here could play it on his pipboy." says Tex as he picks up the "Problems with the Assembly Line" note, reading it over. "Lets see whats in that supply closet back there." Tex rolls on towards the back, keeping his sensors on the protecteron.

[DMBlackhart]

"Protectron Blue-Prints"
The blue-prints label all the major and minor systems to creating a protectron, however most of these parts seem to be either to rare or too old to obtain. However with this knowledge you're sure you can repair a protectron with less effort now.

Major Parts-

* 2 Large Energy Cells
* Limbs (Spare Parts can be substituted)
* Steel Plating (^)
* Motors, Joints, Gears, Etc (20 Spare parts)
* Sensor
* Comba Inhibitor (Optional)
* Intellegence System (Optional)


"Storeroom Passcode"

I have written down the Storeroom passcode where I am safegaurding the more important Rob-Co Research. What with the war and all, I can't be too careful.
539482-1


"The Problems With the Assembly Line"

I am writting down all the issues I have seen with our new "automated" assembly lines within the past month. I plan to bring this evidence to the director, maybe put a little sense into his head. Rob-Co is developing far too fast, we are outputting more problems then products.

* The assembly's intellegence seems to be corrupted, need to call in a specialist for this.

* The line keeps improperly sensing parts, creating amalgamations of metal rather then robots.

* The Line's Electron Output systems ( The thing that looks like a cattleprod) keep falling off. Need to get that fixed before it hurts someone.

* The line apparently has a few missing pieces, we will need to shut down production until we can repair it.

Tex plays each holotape in turn, the audio playing through his voice systems.

"The Rejects"

"Wonderful, just wonderful. Apparently I too got a notice from VAULT-TEC today, They have enough room in those damn vaults for civilians, but truly inspirational minds like myself aren't important enough? Im not the only one, over half my co-workers arent getting into a vault, things are looking grim for the war too. Well, I guess we will just have to wait it out, and hope for the best.


--------
(A younger voice comes on)

Testing, Testing. 1...2...3... Alright, not much space left on this thing. If anyone catches this do NOT open the storeroom. Some weird **** is going down man, and I trapped one of those malfunctioning robots in there. The thing had a ****in CHAINSAW!! ~~~ Bzzzt ~~~

--End Transmission--


"Our Duty"

It is our duty as Rob-Co employees to see the advancement of the future. Even if the war is taking a turn for the worse, I have to ensure technology continues to thrive, and continues to aid mankind. I heard that they will be loading the vaults tomorrow. At least the ones in my area. God, I wish it hadent come to this. No use in crying over it now I suppose, just have to move forward. I am downloading a new intellegence program into the assembly lines. I know this is problemtic, considering the issues from last month still haventbeen resolved, but with this, it SHOULD be able to keep outputting robots, even if only 1% of them function.

---End Transmisson---



"F.E.V"


~~~ Shouting is heard, a very heating conversation is going on, but the tape is too damaged to hear it entirely.~~~

------

Damn him. That fool is going to destroy the world, I swear. Not only does he want to increase production a REDICOULUS amount, but he also wants us to start making biological weapons? He showed us the blue-prints today, I burnt mine resently. They were too corrupt. Using a chemical called "F.E.V" or "Forced Evolutionary Virus". I heard about this before, The government had been experimenting it, although no solid evidence had surfaced yet.

I don't know, my ethics tell me not to, but I have a family to feed.

*Sigh* I just know whatever "F.E.V" is it isen't going to be of any help to anyone.

[Talking Donkey]

Jennessen

"TEX, I know you may be against this, but I think the best way to handle the thing in the storeroom would be, crack open the door, throw in the grenade, close the door. I guess I"ll let you and Tanner decide though."

[Goblinsplitter]

"That is fine by me. Poor machine is malfunctioning, it is only right we end its misery. I'm going to wait outside though...

[Talking Donkey]

Jennessen

"Care to do the honors there Tanner?"

[Milskidasith]

Ah, the honor of running into a room with a chainsaw wielidng robot and hoping a grenade manages to kill it. One condition: I've got dibs on everything in the room, and you owe me.

OOC: What's the range on a pulse grenade? It isn't listed on the sheet, but I'd assume it hits a two hex radius. At least I'm faster than the robot.

[Talking Donkey]

Jennessen

"Aww, is someone as big and strong as you really afraid of a little ol' hunk of scrap metal. No offense TEX. Fine, I don't mind doing it. Heck, if I do it, I won't even ask for first pick. I just thought you would want to show how tough you were. Guess I was wrong." She says, obviously trying to fluster Tanner.

[DMBlackhart]

OoC- Grenades do primary damage on the single hex they land at. And in the case of SOME grenades, do more damage in a radius outside that. The pulse grenade only affects the hex it hits.
So roll your bones.

[Milskidasith]

Tanner just glares at the bimbo.

Because we all know wanting reasonable compensation for work is the same thing as being cowardly. I'll blow the damn thing up, don't worry. I just don't like that you've decided that it's an "honor" to get the chance to be eviscerated.

OOC: Can I actually run into the same square as the robot, then? Also, how many AP would it take to just pull the pin and have the grenade explode? I shouldn't need an attack roll for that.

[DMBlackhart]

OoC- I believe it's more of a "button" then pulling a pin. What with it being more like a EMP radio then a bomb.

And yeah, just run into his square, and detonate it in your hand. Won't hurt you. And I wont worry about AP for it

[DMBlackhart]

OoC- May I ask why you wanna kill the protectron?

[Milskidasith]

OoC: We were talking about the chainsaw swinging deathbot in the storage room. And we are heading to the storage room, by the way. To the storage room!

[Goblinsplitter]

"I cannot allow you to have everything in the room. I assure you, I will make sure you are rightfully compensated." Tex says in his normal monotone.

[DMBlackhart]

OoC- So off to which storage room?

[Milskidasith]

I just noticed the holotapes never mentioned which storage room was which. I guess we'll head to room A first.

[DMBlackhart]

OoC- I ask you all roll any rolls you want to right now. I will post the jounry to the storeroom now.

You all leave the storeroom, unfortunately someone decided to tag along. The protectron from the R&D department continues to follow you, although slugishly.

Please, remain with the tour. I am confident we an find the nescessary supplies to carry out your execution. Until then I ask you restrain from going into the restricted sections of the factory without a proper guide.

You come near the Assembly line along your jounry to the first storeroom. Inside which you spy a super mutant rummaging through the room. Looking for something. You can barely make out-

" Grah! Where are you you litle pest. Come out come out wherever you are. I have a little surprise for ya!"

However, the mutant seems to distracted to notice you. Despite the protectrons occasional blatherings about terminating you.

Finally you come to the store room A. If this wasen't the place, you'd really want to question why the front doors have a large piece of metal stuck through the handle to keep it from opening.

[Goblinsplitter]

"So, Protecteron. You wish to kill these meat bags? If you give me your weapon I would gladly help you mez these fools." says Tex, winking as best as he can at the humans.

[Milskidasith]

Perception: [roll0] (needs a negative to perception to fail)
Luck: [roll1] (Beat on a 3 or lower)
Agility: [roll2] (In case of traps, fails on a negative mod only.)
Endurance (If needed for poison or such): [roll3] 6 or lower succeeds.

[Talking Donkey]

Jennessen

Perception Goal 5: [roll0]
Luck Goal 7: [roll]1d10[/roll
Speech Goal 55 [roll1]

"Mister Protectron Sir, I know you are going to exterminate me and all, but that Huge green guy down there is trespassing and trying to break into the restricted areas. Maybe you should go talk to him. Don't worry, I'll wait here for you to come back and execute me."

[Talking Donkey]

Redoing my botched luck roll. Luck Goal 7 [roll0] Oh, WTF now?

[DMBlackhart]

The protectron turns to TEX as you guys stand around the store room door.

" I apologise, I cannot comply TX-117. I have been assigned to eliminate all tresspassers into Wax's domain. Long live Wax! Now please, refrain from opening the store room door and wait patiently to be terminated"

The protectron turns to jennesen next.

" I apologise voluptous female waste dweller. I have priorities. My priorities demand I execute you first. Then I will handle the mutant. Unless the mutant kills me, then I will seice to function. At which point I ask that you repair me... if you're still alive, of course."

[Talking Donkey]

If it doesn't work this time F it.

Luck Goal 7: [roll0] Well that was worth the F'in wait.

[DMBlackhart]

Above was edited.

[Goblinsplitter]

"I understand Protecteron, programming is programming. Now just hold still..." says Tex as he attempts to reclassify the two meat bags and himself as friendly.

Science vs 59%
[roll0]

[DMBlackhart]

TEX cracks open the protectrons back panel, revealing a series of wires and gears and mother boards and computer chips all well outdated. This protectron is probably the earliest model in existance. And indeed, it's a increadibly simple task to re-wire it.

The protectron protests at first, but shortly comes to your way of thinking.

" I must ask you desist attempting to reprogram me. I have a set order to annihilate anyone who attempts this, and to annihilate them twice if they are also tresspassing. You will need to remaind me later to annihilate you once I find ammunition.

After the re-programming.

I am still under orders to annihilate all tresspassers. But I cannot morally harm a friend. ~~ Bweep~~ Change in priorities. I will now exterminate the mutant. Be Are Be

The protectron then sets off to the nearest doorway to the assembly line. Unfortunately this is much closer then you thought. It begins by opening the doorway. Shortly followed by issuing a verbal threat in binary to the mutant, and finally getting 30 or so rounds punched into his weak chasis by a chain gun the mutant carries. The mutant is also now headed this way.

( sequences plz. I will have mutant stats shortly)

[Talking Donkey]

Jennessen

"Hey TEX, you sure this thing is safe now? Cause if he is, I"ll give him the ammo for his gun so he can go take care of ugly down there."

Sequence 10

[DMBlackhart]

OoC- Forgot to mention. 200 Xps for Robo-hacks

[Goblinsplitter]

"I shall miss that protecteron... says Tex as the pilot light on his flamer fwooshes on and his laser pistol hums with energy.

Hit Points: 36
Carry Weight: 200
Action Points: 8
Sequence: 14
Armor Class: 6

[DMBlackhart]

Muttie

HP: 73
SQ: 8
AP: 10
XP: 850
CC: 3%
AC: 20 DT DR
Normal: 0 25%
Laser: 0 25%
Fire: 0 25%
Plasma: 0 25%
Explosion: 0 25%
PR: 90%
RR: 100%
GR: 0/0

Attack
Min. ST: 7 W: 31 lbs. Dmg: +5 Rng: 35 AP
S: N/A T: N/A B: 6

[DMBlackhart]

You all out-squence to muttie. SO feel free to act in any order since Milks isent on. It saves time. And it might die w/o milks.


Combat Rundown-

You all are infront of the sealed storage room A door. 10 meters ( hexes) away from the assembly line doorway, AND the mutant. ( The mutant does have partial cover for this turn. So 20% bonus)

Darkness will convey a 5% penalty to you guys.

[Goblinsplitter]

"So, he looks angry..." says Tex, as he cuts the fuel to the ignition light and sprays the ground in front of the mutant, covering it in a slick oily substance.

(6 AP to use flamer, 2 towards AC)

[Talking Donkey]

Jennessen

Jennessen prepares herself for combat by getting behind cover, drawing her pistol and preparing for combat.

[Milskidasith]

OoC: I'm pretty sure the Protectron is dead, TD. I'm also unsure of why DMT thinks something with 70+ HP would die in one round to two of us, but hey, W/E. It's also got absurd stats for something worth 250 EXP; 10 AP is as high as anything, it's got more HP than a (base) deathclaw, it has a minigun so we can't outrange it and it deals... err... 20d8+100 damage a round, and it's got 20 AC. By comparison, a Greater Molerat, worth 400 exp, has a mildly poisonous bite, deals 1d8 damage three times a round, has far less HP, slightly better resistance to normal damage and worse damage to everything else, and doesn't, you know, have a minigun that can vaporize all three of us in a round (I'm not even kidding about that; even TX would die to a concentrated burst from that gun.)

It's not so much that I don't think we can beat it... it's just that it's worth way more than 250 EXP, seeing as most things at 250 EXP aren't even a mild threat to us.

Anyway, IC:

Tanner dives behind the nearest object that gives him full cover while drawing his Desert Eagle.

[DMBlackhart]

OoC: I'm pretty sure the Protectron is dead, TD. I'm also unsure of why DMT thinks something with 70+ HP would die in one round to two of us, but hey, W/E. It's also got absurd stats for something worth 250 EXP; 10 AP is as high as anything, it's got more HP than a (base) deathclaw, it has a minigun so we can't outrange it and it deals... err... 20d8+100 damage a round, and it's got 20 AC. By comparison, a Greater Molerat, worth 400 exp, has a mildly poisonous bite, deals 1d8 damage three times a round, has far less HP, slightly better resistance to normal damage and worse damage to everything else, and doesn't, you know, have a minigun that can vaporize all three of us in a round (I'm not even kidding about that; even TX would die to a concentrated burst from that gun.)

It's not so much that I don't think we can beat it... it's just that it's worth way more than 250 EXP, seeing as most things at 250 EXP aren't even a mild threat to us.

Anyway, IC:

Tanner dives behind the nearest object that gives him full cover while drawing his Desert Eagle.

OoC- Few things to clarify milks ( I also dislike how you are always calling me out. I have yet to do a bad job so far.)

1. The XP was a typo, I apologise. I quickly edited it, which is why I am amased you dident see it. *shrugs*

2. It may do 2d08+100. But there is a problem. Thats 1d8+5 PER bullet. in these condition s, the mutant has a 4% chance to hit tex. More or less for AC for you two. So if EVERY bullet hit, it'd be a miracle.

[DMBlackhart]

OoC- So you all decided to spend your turns ducking for cover. Well I will have to say it's mutties turn then. Although TEX COUNTS as cover. Which effectivly makes hitting the humans 0% chance. There is still the 4% chance to hit TEX though.

IC-

The mutant see's you all, ready to destroy. Since when has a mutant needed a reason to be aggresive?

Time to die!!!!

The two-step
[roll0] against 8 agility

20 shots in the dark.
[roll1]

[roll2]

[DMBlackhart]

The mutant tramples off into the slick surface TEX prepared for it. However his bulky build keeps him from fumbling over.

The mutant then unleashes a flurry of rounds at TEX, only 3 of them actually digging into his plating, and even then few do any REAL damage.

" Grah!!!! Die Die Die!!! "

( 24 damage normally. After your DR or DT or w/e. 5 damage )

[Milskidasith]

Uhh... one of those is technically a critical.

[DMBlackhart]

Uhh... one of those is technically a critical.

OoC- Milks, I SWEAR please stop correcting me. Cause I KNOW one ( two actually, but I am qouting you) is a critical. Thats WHY he took 29 damage ( thanks to TEX's tight nuts is fdown to 6 damage. )I know what im doing man.

[Milskidasith]

Actually, only one crits... burst fire only allows one crit per burst. And criticals are rolled on a table, not double damage in this game.

[DMBlackhart]

Actually, only one crits... burst fire only allows one crit per burst. And criticals are rolled on a table, not double damage in this game.

OoC-

1. I use This Table (http://fallout.wikia.com/wiki/Critical_Hit) for criticals. ( which led to a x2 damage. For torso critical)

2. Your right on the single critical for bursts. That's my bad. I will fix it.

[Goblinsplitter]

OoC - I dunno when I'll get to post next so, I'm going to go now.

Tex sprays the mutant with his flamer, soaking him in fuel. "It would be pertinent to shoot him now."

[Milskidasith]

Info:


HP 36
AC 11 (while on the ground), 20 (if I stand up).

Bleh, looks like that stupid mutant can't shoot worth a damn anyway. Might as well end him.

Tex crawls out from behind cover and then lines up a shot on the mutant. With a BANG! his Desert Eagle flashes and a bullet flies towards the mutant. Tex then gets ready to react to the inevitable counterstrike.

OoC:

4 AP to move one hex out of cover, 5 AP to shoot non targeted, one AP to dodge, bringing my AC up to a grand total of 20.

Shot: [roll0] Hits on a 90-modifiers.
Damage: [roll1] -10 to enemy DR, so he's got 15% DR right now.

[DMBlackhart]

(ninja'ed)

Muttie be tripping yo.
[roll0] vs. 8

[DMBlackhart]

Tanner pushes out infront of TEX. Not only does this give TEX a bit of cover from his new fleshy shield, but it also puts the mutant at a disadvantage, considering tanners innate dodging abilities. ( hit chance against tanner is 1%)

Tanner's bullet flies into the muties abdoman. Sticking fairly tight, although barely giving a grunt from the brutish man-bear-pig.

(13 damage to mutie.)

( go jennesen )

[Talking Donkey]

Jennessen

Staying somewhat behind cover, Jennessen leans out and fires her 9mm towards the large Super Mutant.

OOC:
This is my first combat with this system so bare with me.
I want to fire a 3 round burst. Not sure how this works vs. his AC so I'll put my base info there and we can adjust from there.

Attack Goal 57: [roll0][roll1][roll2]
Damage: [roll3][roll4][roll5]

Rounds drop DR by 10

Not sure what the AP cost is.

Edit: My critical chance is 17%

Sequence: 10
HP: 29 AC : 15 Armor: 7

[DMBlackhart]

I don't think your gun has a burst option jennesen. You can make targeted and single shots if im right. Meening if you have the appropriate AP you can attack multiple times. But can't "burst".

So I will take your first roll, and go th that. Mkay?

[DMBlackhart]

Jennesen fires off her barretta, however a shaky hand causes the bullet to fly just short of the mutant. Hitting the far wall with a spark.

The mutant continues his barrage, another slew of rounds excaping his chain gun.

20 shots in the dark.
20d100

Criticals if any.
[roll0]

The revolving chain gun continues with it's loud vibrating as more rounds fly loose from the "biggassgun"

[DMBlackhart]

Lets try this again.
[roll0]

[Goblinsplitter]

Tex says, in his best Firebat impression (which is very good btw), "Need a light?" Then he fwoosh the hallway, lighting everything up, engulfing the muttie in flames.

Initial Damage: [roll0] 6 after 15% DR

Fire damade: [roll1] 1 after 15% DR (unless you round down .85...)

[Milskidasith]

How can you miss with a minigun? Did your mother smash your hands when you were a baby because you were just that stupid? Lemme show you how it's done, dumbass.

Tanner quickly fires off two shots, hoping to goad the mutant into attacking him and not his less nimble, less well armored allies.


Attacks: [roll0] Goal 90-modifiers.
Damage: [roll1] +10 on each of those.

Unless the total modifiers make it a -47 to hit or greater, I hit twice for 30 damage total, which is, after 15% DR (yay AP bullets) 25 damage.

[DMBlackhart]

Muttie- 45hp.

( That meens jennesen is up, then the muttie, then we do it ALL over again... again. :p)

[Talking Donkey]

Jennessen

Jennessen fires another round at the Mutant.

With AC and everything, I think I am looking for 37: [roll0]

Damage [roll1]

Edit: I think that crits

[Talking Donkey]

For the crit:

[roll0]

[DMBlackhart]

Jennesen- The mutant recoils as your single bullet digs into his right nipple. The skin has been torn away there, and a streak of blood trails from the bullet wound.

(18 damage flat. Nice)

Mutants turn.

20 shots in the dark
[roll0]

[roll1]

Possible critical
[roll2]

The mutant unleashes yet another barrage of rounds. However they all fly past the group, crashing into the walls, furnishings, fire alarms, etc.

One bullet flies stray, however, and hits a fire extinguisher that is latch to the wall. Which causes a spray of extinguishing foam into the hallway.

Go tanner/Jennesen/ Robot boy.

[Milskidasith]

Who's he shooting, anyway? That 2 doesn't even hit me. Yay for inaccuracy!

[DMBlackhart]

It's a burst MIlks. Meening it aims at the closest. Then heads further back. And since he has a 1% hit to you, and 0% to the rest... Ya...

[Milskidasith]

Tanner fires off two more shots, still aiming calmly despite the swarm of bullets flying everywhere but at his body. BANG! BANG!

God damn, I hope that kills you. You aren't worth the bullets you are wasting.

Attacks: [roll0]
Damage: [roll1]+10 on each.

The first probably hits... the second probably doesn't.

[Goblinsplitter]

Tex takes aim with his laser pistol, and fweems off a shot at the muttie.


Energy vs 32%
[roll0]

[DMBlackhart]

Tanner- So if im right 15 damage.

The mutant roars as the bullets on your end are much more accurate.
It seems weak, but still standing. It also looks angry, as the belt of it's gun catches, jamming as the bullets stop. The still burning mutant knows it's losing the fight. But it's natural fetish for killing things causes the towering inferno to not let up.

(jennesen go.)

Fire fire!!
1d6

[DMBlackhart]

Fire fire!!
[roll0]

[Talking Donkey]

Jennessen

Jennessen lets another round fly towards the mutant.

Attack: [roll0]
Critical: [roll1]
Damage: [roll2]

Same as before, I think 37

[DMBlackhart]

The mutant, in a fit of frustration, and fire, tosses his chaingun at you. Which hilariously flies well over your heads. Into the back wall.

Finally the fire is phasing the mutant. " IT BUUURNS RAAARR!!"

The mutant begins thrashing about, trying to put himself out.

agility- 8
[roll0]

[Goblinsplitter]

Tex takes aim again, muttering in binary.


Energy vs 32%
[roll0]

[Goblinsplitter]

(forgot damage :P)

[roll0] +10

The bolt of light burns it way through the muttie's throat, he collapses gasping for air and clutching at his throat. He still smolders, flesh crispy and peeling away in shreds from being roasted. "Noob. I'd tea bag him but my nuts are too tight."

[Milskidasith]

Here's a novel idea: Let's search the bastard. And see if you can't repair that minigun, TEX; it may be busted now, but it's still valuable if you can get it to even partially working condition. You could trade it for more ammo, if you wanted.

[DMBlackhart]

( that took what, 30-40 seconds IC to kill it? Nice. )

Fat Lewtz-



CZ-53 Minigun
Value: 3800 (380 currently. ) (completely damaged, 10/10 boxes)
The Rockwell CZ-53 Personal Minigun is a
multi-barreled chaingun firing 5mm
ammunition at over
60,000 rounds per
minute. Ouch.
Fires a 20 shot
burst only. The magazine holds 120
shots of 5mm ammunition.
Min. ST: 7 W: 31 lbs. Dmg: +5 Rng: 35 AP
S: N/A T: N/A B: 6

1 Munitions box (locked)
1 Munitions box (unlocked)-
- 20 9mm AP rounds.
- 3 .44 Magnum AP rounds.
- 30 7.62
- 1 small energy cell.

1 Dogs Meat
1 small metal ball
16 Jet

[Milskidasith]

Huh, I'm not bad at locks, though I take a while. Lemme try picking that box open; reload and cover me, would you kindly?

Tanner takes a piece of debris that's long and roughly straight and jams it into the lock, fiddling with the inner mechanisms.

Lockpick rolls (going until you interrupt/I fail/succeed): [roll0] Need to beat a 30, 95+= breaks lock.

EDIT: Four minutes later (unless interrupted) it opens.

[Goblinsplitter]

Tex goes mucking through the gore balls the mutant had with him, looking for anything of use. "I think this is a spleen... Oooh some intestines. Oh. Are these the caps you speak of?" says Tex as he holds up a hand full gore with a few caps showing through.

[DMBlackhart]

Despite tanners best efforts the sharp piece of metal just cannot do the work of a skilled thieves set. Or hell, even a simple hair-pin would be more efficiant. The box remains shut.

[Milskidasith]

OOC:

Was that because I only get one roll, or because I wasn't using tools?

IC: Dammit, that didn't work so well. Anybody got a crowbar? Let's just bash it open. Something should survive that way, and it's better than nothing.

[DMBlackhart]

OOC:

Was that because I only get one roll, or because I wasn't using tools?

IC: Dammit, that didn't work so well. Anybody got a crowbar? Let's just bash it open. Something should survive that way, and it's better than nothing.

OoC- Crap tools. I counted EVERY roll. :p

[Milskidasith]

OOC: Ah. I can see that. Also, how much does it take to break this sucker open?

[Goblinsplitter]

"That is not a wise decision, meat bag. Bash it and it could blow up in your face... As much joy as that would bring me, i do not wish to see that happen." Tex says as he scoops the box up from Tanner. "I think i can get it with proper tools, be patient, human."

[DMBlackhart]

OoC- it would take a strength check to force the lock (-3 penalty w/o proper tools) Or a normal strength attempt to break it. ( I suggest the latter. Forcing the lock is just... ya.)

[DMBlackhart]

More lewtz ( forgot about the ammo the gun had IN it.)
- 20 5mm rounds. stuck in the damaged minigun.

[Goblinsplitter]

Tex picks up the mutties mini-gun, inspecting its damaged state, then removing the remaining ammo and placing it in his own. "Still need some more ammo... But it will be nice to have in an emergency."

[DMBlackhart]

The belt of ammo is obviously damaged. And only 1/6 full of ammo (20 rounds).
Unfortunately it's TOO damaged to add to your own gun without a little effort.
However you DO get it attached. Your not sure if it will function or not.

[Milskidasith]

Strength checks (to beat 5): [roll0]

Tanner struggles for a second, but eventually manages to bash and pry the lid off of the ammo container.

[DMBlackhart]

OoC- To be fair, breaking something opeWILL cause damage to the items inside. And because the other two, I am at least guessing/sure, dident want to beat it open, im going to move them a bit out of range for this...

IC- Tanner beats, bash, and pries at the Munitions case. Although an effective one, not the best tactic to garnering the valuables inside. Tanner meets with the buissness end of an explosive that layed inside the case, the force of which knocked him against the mutants corpse, and singed alot of his hair off.

Grenade Damage-
[roll0]

As tanner is blasted back the near-empty munitions case falls to Jennesens feet.
A few usable materials remain after the explosion.

Exploded Munitions Case-
- 1 exploded 5mm rounds belt. (100 rounds, a few busted in the explosion. Could jam up)
- 2 fragmentation grenades (singed, possibly dangerous to handle)
- 10 caps (and about 390 shattered/melted/burnt ones. No longer currency)
- 1 scrap metal ( this is all the metled caps)

[Milskidasith]

OoC: Well that's annnoying, I guess. Though why I didn't get a perception roll to see the trap is... odd.

IC:

Tanner lies on the ground, groaning for a second. He clutches his leg, where a bit of shrapnel cut him.

That... didn't work so well. Ouch. Eh, I'll be fine after a bit, though it looks like we lost some stuff in the explosion. Lemme see if I can't patch myself up.

Tanner then stabs the stimpack into his arm, and works on making some makeshift bandages out of the sleeves of his shirt (not his armor) to patch up the wounds.

First Aid: [roll0] Goal is... it's on the sheet, and in the 40s, I think. Also, using a stimpack; don't have the PDF with me, how much HP is it?

[DMBlackhart]

[QUOTE=Milskidasith;7165845]OoC: Well that's annnoying, I guess. Though why I didn't get a perception roll to see the trap is... odd.

OoC- There was no trap? 1. if there WAS a trap, you couldent have used perception to see a trap INSIDE a metal box. 2. There wasen't, you broke the box, and when you break into small cases, things inside tend to break to. And when grenades break... well.... im hoping you can put 2 and 2 together.

First Aid-
[roll0] Time
[roll1] HP

Stimpack-
[roll2]

You have 2 more first aid uses for the day milks.

IC- Tanner injects himself with the miracle medicine inside the stimpack. And almost instantly the flesh heals up, only a thin laceration remains. Enough to keep moving at any rate. It takes tanner 6 minutes to patch himself up.

[Goblinsplitter]

"Didn't I tell you to just be patient, you stupid meat bag? Now that ammunition is next to useless. Of course with my luck that explosion didn't kill you... Sorry tanner, but that was rather foolish. Perhaps you have learned the lesson that sometimes finesse is a better tool than brute strength." says Tex as he picks up the 5mm ammo, inspecting it with what would appear to be a disgusted look on his face.

[Milskidasith]

I can understand that, I suppose, although I'm pretty sure that's not how frag grenades work. Well, IRL, anyway (smashing one open wouldn't detonate the explosive). In a game, shooting them blows them up, so it's only fair. Ouch.

[Goblinsplitter]

Tex rolls his way into the assembly line, searching it throughly.

Perception vs 7
[roll0]

Luck vs 5
[roll1]

[Milskidasith]

Wait, weren't we at the assembly line? Or were we at the storage room? I'm confused. Well, wherever we are, fear the vengeful gaze of Tanner.

Luck: [roll0] Vs 3.
Perception: [roll1]