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>>21987641
If Christmas Carolers are your current only problem, AC-Guy, I'd say that's a good day.

>>21987641
>shoot some Christmas Carolers.
Aim for the neck. Even if they live, they'll have trouble caroling again.

Rolled 32

>Check /tg/ once more before bed
>Actually catch the start of an AC-Quest thread

I... I have to sleep. But it will be a joyless sleep.

>>21987889

>If it makes you feel better, these threads tend to live for a couple of days.

Rolled 18

YOU ARE ELIZA MCALLISTAIR.

This fact is all that remains in your head, as the pain blocks out all else.

You struggle to suppress it, to rise above it, but it's always been your greatest weakness.

Vaguely, you hear someone's voice. Talking to you, maybe?

You hear your name.

>Give me a will save, target 50.

Rolled 66

>>21987978

Rolled 99

>>21987978
WAKE UP!

Rolled 20

>>21987983
>>21987990
welp

Rolled 88

>>21987978
Come on, give us the low rolls you give everyone else, dice!

Rolled 76

>>21988007
>>21987990
>>21987983
If only this was Ogre Civ, then we'd be fine.

>>21987983
>>21987990
>>21987999

You feel your core rock heavily, and a feeling of vertigo clouds your mind temporarily. A new note of pain in the growing symphony.

You think you hear them yelling again, but it's harder to answer.

>Target 45 will save.

Rolled 90

>>21988038
let's try again.

Rolled 70

>>21988038

Rolled 26

>>21988051
>>21988050
Well, fuck. No way to win this one.

Rolled 4

>>21988050
>>21988051

Why.

Dammit dice gods, Liz was my favorite.

can we use a fate point to lock the 26?

>>21988089

Liz has no Fate points left.

>>21988089
>>21988104

Burn one then? I think we'll have to soon regardless.

>>21988114

>..... You could do that. a burnt point can be used like a spent one, or to avoid character death.

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Hey, AC quest, I wonder what's going on in -

Oh shit.

>>21987990
>>21988050
You there.
Stop rolling.

Now I must sleep. If a fate point is burned, which I think I'll support, I'll update the sheet tomorrow.

Well, AC guy, I think we'll just have to suffer under the tyrrany of /tg/ dice. Let's only burn the point once we have to do so.

You'll let us know, right AC guy?

Right?

>>21988240

>It's a very viable option at the moment.

>>21988257
Dammit.

Let's burn the point, can't have Liz die yet.

>>21988257

Well, damnit. Burn away! Let the fires of burnt fate points begin, and we shall use it to roast our marshmallows and make s'mores.

If you don't know what a s'more is, it is so delicious that, if you were eating one, you'd be okay with what's going on right now.

>>21988257
fuck it, burn the point.

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>>21988257
Burn the point.

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AC guy has left us to bury the carolers, hasn't he?

you manage to snap out of it, rebooting some of your systems. You realize your core is upside down.

"Liz? Can you hear me, Liz?" A voice comes. It sounds....

"Butch?"

".... Holy shit, you survived that?" He says, mildly surprised.

"Apparently." You answer, realizing your core is upside down and righting it. "I sure the hell felt it though. What happened?"

"That huge thing we were fighting shot you with what looked like a bubble, and then you just fucking flew away."

Standing up, you see where you are. Apparently some kind of office building, judging by the debris. You collided with the seventh floor, and you can see the machine a couple blocks away marching towards the middle of the city.

Checking your integrity, your Armor's only above 40% on your chest, and not by much. your right arm is gone entirely, and your thrusters are hard-capped at 75% power to prevent a meltdown.

"Uh, Liz?" Butch's voice ventures on the comms. "We're slowing it down, but we need your help to actually kill this thing."

[ ] Rejoin the fight.
[ ] Run Overwatch.
[ ] Call reinforcements.
[ ] send him your Data and go for repairs.
[ ] (insert choice here).

>>21988552
Which arm is our lance on?

>>21988609

>Right arm. Over-charging the lance and shattering it is what made you lose it.

>>21988691
Bugger. Without the lance we can't do our patented murdercharges which means we're not as useful in a fight. But we might still be able to help on overwatch.

[X] Run Overwatch.

>>21988552
[x] Run Overwatch.
We're out of a straight-up melee fight with our damage.

>>21988552
>[X] Run Overwatch.
Somehow I doubt we'd be very useful at anything else right now

>>21988552

run overwatch and provide strategic support.
organize the attack, have diversionary teams open up access to the weak-points and have strike teams hit them for maximum damage

"I'm too wrecked to actually fight right now." you admit reluctantly. "I managed to get some good readings off of it though, and I can run Overwatch."

"You want us to kill it?" Butch says, his voice rising to an almost girlish squeek as he actually asks the question.

"You wanted me to." you respond easily, trying to find the most effective way for the Tunnel Snakes to fight this monster.

>Give me a tactics roll.

Rolled 41

>>21988871
McAllistair Tactics!

Rolled 75

>>21988871
Come on, tactics!

Rolled 88

>>21988871
TAC TEEECS

... Hell. In a handbasket. Clearly, we're still a tad rattled from flying uncontrolled across the city.

Butch should probably be able to tell us how ass-brained our plans are with a tactics roll under our target, lol.

Rolled 55

>>21988871

rolling for Creed

Rolled 65, 5, 14, 99, 81, 61 = 325

"Let's go for a mobility kill to start with." you respond. "Aim for the joints in the legs. You take out any three and it won't be able to keep moving."

"That'll stop it?"

"That'll stop it from moving and make for an easier kill." You clarify. "We don't really have the ordinance to take out the armor directly, so we need to fight smart. Cripple it's capabilities first."

"Not just go for the throat?"

"I went for the throat." You respond, and let it hang for a minute. butch then orders his team into formation....

>Gimmie a sec....

Rolled 5, 5, 3, 3, 9, 4, 3 = 32

>>21989322

>Hmmm.....

>>21989422
>>21989322

As you watch, Butch manages to sever one of the rear legs with one slash from his laser sword. His team mates aren't as lucky though. One takes a missile that sends him spinning away (with luckily only superficial wounds) and the other only manages to crack some of the armor on his.

>Next orders?

>>21989459
Tell them to keep on working on the mobility kill, don't stay in one place for long and if one of them gets too much attention than to focus their efforts on dodging and finding cover before reengaging.

>>21989508
Seconding.

>>21989459

>Laser sword

Have butch attack the fucking missile pods. We couldn't because we didn't have a sword, but those are the biggest threat.

Weren't they basically described as a warcrime waiting to happen?

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>>21989459
"Tunnel Snakes Rule!" "Cripple The legs focus your power on one at a time"

>>21989540
Seconding this as it's exactly what I suggested last thread

>>21989540
>>21989618

Thirded.

Proposed compromise? Have Butch's friends attack the legs, have butch go for the missiles?

>>21989540
supporting this

I say Butch kills missles, buddies focus on one leg at a time.

Howcanthisgowrong.jpeg

Reporting in, AC-Guy having technical issues. Apparently he's stress-testing a new computer he just built today, and during the Debian update, his entire home-system crashed.

He's rebooting now, and will begin typing up the post in about five minutes.

>Back. Sorry about that guys.

>Consensus seems to be to Have Butch try and take out the missile pods while the other two attack the legs?

>>21989910
Yup.

Get some caroler blood to feed your new computer?

Rolled 74, 7, 99, 92, 94, 24 = 390

"Butch." you say, an idea occurring to you. "You see those flaps on the abdomen?"

"The what?"

"The giant bulb-thing growing out of it's ass."

"Yeah, I see them."

"There's some missiles in there. Evil firebombing war-crime types."

"SHIT." He breaths. "What do you want me to do?"

"Try using your sword on the flaps. If they need to open and close the armor can't be as thick there. If you can cook them off..."

"Machine goes boom?" He asks hopefully."

"Maybe, maybe not. But it'll take away pretty much all of it's capability for large-scale destruction."

"Got it. what do you want Paul and Wally to do?"

You hesitate. "Do they have laser blades?"

"Physical." He responds. "Wanted to mix up our variety in case someone was resistant to one or another."

"Then tell them to keep attacking the legs." You respond, biting your thumb while looking over the Data.

>let's see how it goes....

>>21989998
Those rolls, they fill me with dread.

Rolled 4, 1, 7, 8, 5, 1, 3, 2, 1, 10, 6, 9, 8, 2, 2 = 69

>>21989998

>And apparently, Tunnel Snakes rule.

>>21990007
>And apparently, Tunnel Snakes rule.

Was there ever any doubt?

>>21990010

>Yes.

>From pretty much everybody.

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>>21990021
Tunnel Snakes Rule!

Rolled 47, 63 = 110

You watch as Paul draws the machine's attention by slamming directly into what looks like it's mandibles, doing almost no damage. It served it's purpose in making it look away from Wally, who then jammed his physical blade into its front stomper legs, ripping them open and causing it to rapidly lose steam.

This impressive display of improvised teamwork on the fly surprises you, and then you realize that they were only making an opening for Butch. As they dance away, watching all of the guns reorient to face them Butch lands and over-charges his sword so heavily that the flare makes your screen tint. His entire right arms is smoking, obscured by the light as he delivers several rapid, punishing blows upon the hatches, leaving them smoking and ruined, fire pouring everywhere.

He launches away from it as the entire abdomen goes up in flames, the frame rapidly begins to slag as the machine begins to convulse.

And over the radio, comes a whisper, soft, like someone telling a secret. It's takes you a moment to recognize Butch's voice, as the words he says begins to sink in.

"Tunnel Snakes Rule."

You have a hard time disagreeing.

Suddenly, the machine seems to eject the ruined missile hub, and move forward again, faster than before.

"Ah SHIT!" Butch yells. "Got any more ideas, sweetheart?"

You're about to say something else, when you see a red core with yellow and black highlights land on the machine's back.

>I don't know how Duke managed a sneak attack with giant robots.

Rolled 12, 1, 5, 14, 4, 3 = 39

>>21990132

>Jesus, MAC cannons are broken. I'll need to up their weight and charge time to compensate.

>>21990138
>>21990132

Duke fires his gun straight down into the core of the machine, and the round punches straight through the armor you thought unbreakable.

Duke opens a vid-com to use and the Tunnel Snakes. "Well then. Looks like you managed to be a bigger help than I thought, Lt." He says, looking at you as he lights a cigar. "And you managed to make the Tunnel Snakes something resembling competent. I'm actually a little impressed."

"Hey Duke?" Butch says, laughing. "Fuck you. I'll slap your shit like I did that monster."

"And I'll whip your ass like I did your Mother's." Duke returns, ignoring the collective 'Oh snaps' of the Tunnel Snakes. "Your core's all busted up there. Think you can keep going? Or do you want to stop off for repairs?"

[ ] Stay.
[ ] Repairs.
[ ] MEDIC!

>>21990237
Repair, we need them badly and once we get them, we'll be more useful

>>21990237
we're done here. off for repairs we go.

>>21990237
[X] Repairs.

We're good to fight if we get some repairs and a new lance.

>>21990237
[x] Repairs

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>>21990237
"unless you have a spare arm with a lance attached to it hiding somewhere i could barrow? Im out of steam"

> New Hats, damit captcha we need a new arm not a new hat

>>21990237
>[X] Repairs.

Rolled 10

"I think I'm tapped out for the moment, Duke." You respond, looking over your status screens. "I don't think there's a part on me that isn't compromised to some degree."

"Alright." He says, tapping in a location on your HUD. "There's the garage at the Raven's Nest. I'll call ahead and tell them to expect you."

Butch chimes in. "I'll escort her back. I need a new sword anyway."

The two of you set off, a moment later....

>>21990435

About halfway to the nest, you encounter a small squad of MT units.

"Something about that looks weird." Butch comments. "They ain't like the ones we were fighting earlier. Those look like Regular MTs."

"One of ours?" You ask him.

"I don't think so. I'm not sure there ARE any regular MTs in Vegas."

[ ] Investigate.
[ ] Sneak past.
[ ] Attempt contact.

>>21990453
[X] Sneak past (IN A MECH), but radio them in.

We're in no shape to fight.

>>21990453
>>21990462
Going to have to agree with this. We aren't up to it but make sure the base knows that they need to take a look. Like now.

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>>21990453
[X] Investigate.
> Doesn't matter in how bad shape we are, we are the rape train and we dont have any breaks

>>21990453
>[X] Investigate.
But be ready to run. Not that Liz would know but I'm worried these are the Block Rock MTs

>>21990462 here

Ah what the hell, slightly worried about the flashlight effect but whatever.

Changing my vote to >>21990492

>>21990462
I'd rather not risk another fate point

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Investigate!

>pic sort-of related, it's us. If we were uglier.

You decide to look closer. You see an insignia on the side of it.

"Hey Butch, do you recognize that logo?" You ask, sending him a picture.

"... Black Rock." He says with a growl. "Think we can make a quick detour to kill these bastards?"

"What? Are they bad?"

"You have no idea." He responds evenly. "I had my machine wrecked helping break up one of their little 'rituals' earlier. I barely got it repaired in time to run out and meet you."

"Ritual?"

"Mass murder, in an attempt to 'save those poor souls'."

>What do?

>>21990624
If we still have any functioning weapons we should take them out.

>>21990624
I think this counts as provocation and gentle soul will no longer apply, they're mass murdering fuckers.

We still have the AR-227hc I think, so let's get to a good ambush point and unleash hell.

>>21990645
>>21990624
Ahhh damn it, we should move on and report it but if the majority vote is to wreck them I say we do it but do it as quickly as possible. Massive suprise attack, full dakka.

>>21990667
When we moved on and reported it as Alex the Black Rocks killed dozens of people, just a reminder

>>21990742
I realise how bad they are and I want to stop them I am just worried about the condition our core is in. Still, if we can set up an ambush and rain hell then I'm down for it.

>>21990742

Alex didn't move on and report it. He stepped in to save those people, and the only other ones he knew about were the ones that Dervish stopped.

>>21990624
Weapons still available?
use them and take them on.

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>>21990624
Not so much a detour as the rails for the rape train lead us towards them

>>21990786
The team went right past some early on and we (as Alex) told the team that we had higher priorities at the time. We then found the same group later after they had killed a bunch of people.

>>21990853

>The two Black-Rock encounters were two different groups of people.

>not that that sort of detail really matters in the long run, but.....

"If they're that bad, we should do something about them." You say, thinking back to your run-ins with the Ice Devils.

"Yeah, alright. What's the plan, boss?"

[ ] Call it in, watch and wait.
[ ] Attack them fast, try and overwhelm.
[ ] Hit and run, try and keep them off balance.
[ ] Ask Butch for suggestions.

>>21990948
[X] Hit and run, try and keep them off balance.

We might be down to 75% speed but compared to most people we're still a speed demon, we're just not as insanely fast as we usually are.

>>21990948

[x] Hit and run, try and keep them off balance.
because, hitting and running seems like a good idea at this time.

I vote hit and run for us, lead them into a Butch ambush, rinse, lather, repeat. Or, you know, bring a large building down on them. That'd work too.

>>21990990
My god, did I just... Are dub trips even a thing?

>>21990948
>>21990990
This, we dash in, dump ammo on them and retreat down an already staged ambush with Butch and his guys waiting to unload on the enemy.

>>21990948
>[X] Hit and run, try and keep them off balance.
Seems like the safest option that still stops them

>>21990948
>[X] Hit and run, try and keep them off balance.

>>21990948
[X] Ask Butch for suggestions.
Why not?

Did ACGuy get banned again?

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Im out for the night, heres hoping AC-Guy didnt get mauled by wild Carolers

>>21991400

wild caroler used sing. it's super effective.
thread fainted.
AC-Guy is out of usable ideas.
AC-Guy is knocked out.

>>21991389
Why would he?

>>21991450
He always gets banned for no reason

>>21991450

AC guys luck is, well... If he goes the full day without watching his house burn down and fall on his car while being mauled by a bear that made him spill scalding coffee on his genitals, he has had a good day.

>I hate to end this early, but I think I'm gonna have to call it a night. I'm gonna be really busy tomorrow, and I need my sleep.

>Fun fact, I grabbed a 4chan pass (because fuck captcha) and hit send at 1:40 local time. I wonder how long it'll take this message to post.

>>21991562
We look forward to the next installment.

>>21991562

For future reference: One hour and twenty minutes.

I hope AC-Guy does his thing of running over and over if the thread's alive.

>>21992346
It may well be likely.

bump

bumpin

bump

LIVE THREAD! LIVE GOD DAMN YOU!

>>21990021
Actually, it appears these Tunnel Snakes pretty closely mirror Butch's (underutilized) growth as a character in FO3.
Starts as an asshole with a huge ego.
Gets humbled by the protagonist.
Mans up when his home is threatened.
Becomes a decent, if still abrasive, guy.

>>22004071

I personally like how he now refers to Liz as 'Boss'.

Also, AC-Guy is like two hours late. Is he not making it tonight?

>I'm back, need five to get my notes straight and try to remember where I put my frakking templates.

>>22005322
Did you check the hole you buried the carolers in?

"Hit and run. We've got some wounds, so we can't engage them head on safely."

"Right." He says. "Let's do this then."

The two of your prime your thrusters and prepare to strike.

>2d100 please.

Rolled 58, 15 = 73

>>22005422

Rolled 20, 28 = 48

>>22005422
watch me screw everything up!

Rolled 52, 30 = 82

>>22005422

Rolled 31, 17, 72, 35, 21, 43, 59, 8 = 286

>>22005422

>Fuck, forgot to roll.

>>22005452
>>22005454
>>22005474

You both cut in and place a few shots downrange before breaking off in different directions and diving for cover.

You see a few shots slam home for both you and Butch, on the side of the front unit. The other two break off, and run for cover as the first ones takes the blows.

>give me 2d12.

>Liz's rifle is down to 15 ammo.

Rolled 12, 2 = 14

>>22005557

Rolled 1, 11 = 12

>>22005557

Rolled 1, 12 = 13

>>22005557

>>22005596
>>22005583
>>22005568
Damn, this is some interesting rolling.

>>22005568
>>22005596

>Need a synch test for critical, target 45.

Rolled 79

>>22005607

Rolled 2

>>22005607

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>>22005614
>>22005616

Rolled 43

>>22005607

>>22005614
>>22005616
>>22005622

>Made it. One more d12 for damage.

Rolled 4

>>22005644

>>22005651

>... Is nobody else gonna roll for this?

Rolled 12

>>22005736
Sorry, was away from the computer.

>>22005752

>S'all good.

Rolled 6

Oh yeah, I said I'd update the sheet today. It has been done.

>>22005736
I'll do it too.

Rolled 100

>Total of 21 point of damage.

>I'll do hit location....

Rolled 34, 19, 2, 31 = 86

>>22005789

>.... Is you be fucking serious Dice gods?

>>22005789
I hope thats a good 100.

Rolled 12, 7, 7, 1 = 27

>>22005801

>>22005789
I forget, that's good for us in this instance, right?

Rolled 40

>>22005812

>>22005814
If so I am fucking amazed. All these rolls today...all these rolls.

>>22005814
Depends on who we're rolling for.

Rolled 2

>>22005817

>This is some bullshit.

>>22005832
I like the sound of that.

>>22005828
I know.

Rolled 72

>Alright, So Liz managed to over-penetrate the first MT, and the explosion caused by the kill managed to shotgun shrapnel back into one of the other two, killing him instantly.

>Or potentially anyways, I need to determine location, but it's enough to totally wreck whatever it hits.

Rolled 8, 8, 10 = 26

>>22005849

>And it hit the pilot.

>And I just realized that I never rolled for Butch's damage on the last MT.

Rolled 5

>>22005849
>the explosion caused by the kill managed to shotgun shrapnel back into one of the other two, killing him instantly.
So what, like what happens when you hit a concrete wall with a RAUFOSS Mk. 211?

Rolled 5, 69 = 74

>>22005857

>Might as well do hit and synch together.

>>22005849
This is amazing. I am amazed. I fucking love this game and currently want to propose to the /tg/ dice, knowing full well that they will soon stab us in the back.

>>22005858
And then I forget to turn off my dice.

This is hilarious.

>>22005861

>Hah, no crit for you. Just instant death for your target.

>Fucking Liz., your Lance is gone and you still rape probability.

>I think I need a minute.

>>22005888
>Lance is gone and you still rape probability
Are you sure our lances don't just rape causality? The lance contains the result of "our enemy being destroyed", and when we use it the result occurs with the act of "stabbing our enemy" being an afterthought of the world to try to make sense of it?

>>22005888
No, AC Guy, there is still the lance in Liz's soul. You cannot take that away while she still lives.

>>22005930
>>While she still lives

Don't give him ideas, he might be feeling vengefull after all that.

I'm starting to think that Liz is the rape train, rather than lances.

>>22005930
But what if she has to give up the Lance in order to save someone she cares about?
I'm sorry AC-Guy, but the Fate jokes are being handed to me on a silver platter. I can't resist it.

>>22005957

Save them for the Fate game he runs

>>22005950

Liz being the lance +rape train is giving me terrible mental images.

>>22005947
He doesn't need ideas from me. Besides, we're in a flashback, Liz can't die yet.

>>22005957
Definitely a problem.

>>22005996
Just because we went back in time doesn't mean we have confirmation of Liz's survival yet.

You blink with surprise and you check your radar.

"Was that it?" You ask, surprised.

"We're badass. Don't Jinx it." Butch responds, same bewilderment in his voice. "Come on, Nest isn't that far from here. Let's hurry back."

A few moments later, you're gliding into the garage, and you get a message from Cal now that you're actually connected to the Local tac-hub.

"Liz? Where the hell have you been?"

"My com unit got damaged during that hit and run op you deployed me on." You respond with a sigh. "Since I couldn't connect to you, I hooked up with some locals and tried not to die until we could Rendezvous."

"Alright. What's your status?" You decline to send words, just a copy of your internal sensor's damage readings. "Christ. Liz, are you alright?"

"I'm fine." You respond, as your core begins shutting down and docking for repairs. you start to stand, but your legs immediately buckle, and force one of the techs to catch you. "I'll be fine." You correct, sheepishly.

"Take a breather." Cal says, voice distant as he re-evaluates the situation. "We'll be fine without you and you really need to get checked out. According to this readout you were clocked at 65% when you took the big hit."

You sigh, leaning against the rail. you see Butch walking over to you, clearly giddy with excitement. "Roger that." You respond, feeling the tension drain out of you.

[ ] Ask why Butch is so excited.
[ ] Ask the techs for directions to the lounge.
[ ] See if you can get a battle report.

>>22006199
[X] Ask why Butch is so excited.

>>22006199
>[ ] Ask why Butch is so excited.

>>22006199
[ ] Ask why Butch is so excited.

>>22006199
>[ ] See if you can get a battle report.
Some one's gotta vote for something different, and I'll be that some one.

"So why are you so happy?" You ask Butch lightly as he walks up.

"You're joking right? We just killed that monster, stomped so rocks, and saved the day. We're heroes. We're AWESOME." He says, looking at you with almost maniac glee.

".... And?" you respond, not quite understanding.

"And?" He says, excitement giving way to genuine confusion. "And what? We won."

"Not yet." you respond, looking around at everyone in the hangar, prepping and repairing. "Let's pat ourselves on the back when we've actually ended the battle."

"So no champagne?"

"Nope. Generally you end the fight with some rest and getting ready for the next one." You respond, looking at your core. "Damn it, we JUST finished repairing it after the last time it was totaled too."

Butch falls silent behind you, and suddenly you feel a weight on your shoulders. "Didn't know you were such a bad-ass, boss." He says, as you look down.

"Why am I wearing your jacket?"

"Because you earned it." He says with a smug smile. "Tunnel Snakes rule. You rule, you flew with us, hence jacket." He hesitates and looks you over. "You alright, boss? Look a little unsteady there."

"High synch." You respond, brushing off his concern.

Or trying to. "Hey, you should see a doctor then. Nerve burns can be nasty if they aren't treated in time. Have a friend who took one good knock and still has the shakes six years running."

[ ] Doctor.
[ ] Lounge.
[ ] Battle Data.

>>22006410
Doctor. best make sure we're good for another go if it comes to that.

>>22006410
Battle Data, we can't let our friends be out there by themselves any longer than we have to. We should prepare.

What I am getting at is I think Liz would be more concerned about her friends than herself

>>22006410
>[ ] Doctor.
A good soldier takes care of their equipment. Our most important piece of equipment is our body.

>>22006410
[X] Doctor.

We kinda ought to check ourself out, even if it's only to make sure that Abby can't complain about us not taking care of ourself.

>>22006410
[ ] Doctor
Butch is talking sense and generally acting like a cool dude. What is this world coming to?

>>22006410
[x] Doctor

yay for being caught-up, sort of.

Thank you for doing the recaps, AC-Guy.

>>22006410
>[ ] Doctor.
He's got a good point, there. We should at least get checked up.

>Something just came up. Hopefully it'll be done soon, but I'm not sure.

>>22006534
Have the cops found the dead carolers in your garage?

>>22006553
Sounds like they just did and he is taking care of them too. Soon there will be nobody but poor poor AC-Guy left up in that icey wasteland.

>>22006573
Ah, but will he go get a taco after dealing with them?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ADI5EpIqZSc

>>22006534
Take your time we can wait.
>[Auto] 9, 8, 7,

>Sorry guys. Just had a pretty horrible anxiety attack.

>I'll start on the next part after I calm down a bit.

>>22006679
All good, take your time.

>>22006679
No worries, boss.

>>22006679
I bet having cops show up dangerously close to the recently buried bodies leads to one hell of an anxiety attack

>>22006754
alternative theory: AC-Guy is in the midst of 30 Days of Night, and is busy fighting off vampires. Constantly.

I grow weary. Good night, AC Quest

You decide to settle on going to see a doctor. After a few minutes examination, he tells you that your shakes are just your body reacting badly to the pain feedback not signs of permanent damage.

Butch helped you to the lounge area, where you relaxed for a short while, waiting for either news of the battle's end or your own return to combat.

You sigh, shaking off your growing headache as you look back up to Abby and Ryan.

"You really can't remember the dream?" Ryan asks, disappointed.

"No, sorry. Other than meeting Butch and a few instances of combat, everything's kinda blurred." You shake your head again, like a dog shaking of water. You try to ignore the feeling of wrongness.... "I think... I think I remember seeing Jack."

"Jack?" Abby asks confused, Ryan gives you a look.

"I thought he was dead." He comments, looking to one side.

"... Who's Jack?" Abby asks, looking between us. Ryan looks at her, and then you, expression unreadable.

"I guess you never met him. He worked with us in the Pack back before we got assigned to Will's unit." He stands up and stretches. "I'm gonna go for a walk, have a smoke." he explains, walking for the door. "Maybe when I get back you'll have remembered some more."

"I'll try." You respond weakly. You look back to Abby, intent on asking her something, when suddenly she's forcing you down as she climbs on top of you.

Something....

Something's not right, you realize.

But you can't be sure as to what it is.

'Sister? Did you...?'

'No, I suspect another's hand in this.'

'But if this keeps happening....'

'The damage may be irreversible. We may need to speak to them soon.'

'.... Do you think they can be trusted?'

'If we can't trust them, we have no hope at all.'

'What of the Conductors?'

'I do not know, though the Prodigal might help us.'

'Is HE trustworthy?'

'Is anyone?'

'Sister, do you forget our purpose?'

'..... Maybe I don't agree with it. Maybe it doesn't have to end like that, this time.'

>>22007158
>>22007178
Sooo...

[ ] What do?

or....?

>>22007273

>Debating leaving it there for the evening, since my health seems to be rapidly declining at the moment and I'm not sure we'll reach a better stopping point tonight.

>Due to reasons I'd rather not get into because 4chan isn't my personal blog, I feel like shit and I need to be up and about is about five hours.

>>22007306
Sounds like we're done for the evening then. Get some rest dude.

>>22007306
it's cool if you need to stop for the night.

>>22007306
Ok man, thats fine. You're health is more important than some quest thread on 4chan (even though your quest is well run and really entertaining).

>>22007316
>>22007317

>Yeah. Thread's still got some milage in it though, so if it's alive when I get back I'll keep running.

>Hopefully I won't be two hours late for it like today.

>Personally, I'm always surprised by how understanding /tg/ is about these things now. When I ran before people got all pissed when I fucked up the schedule or something.

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>>22007306
Well fine then. Go ahead and sleep. It's not like we c-care about you or anything. Idiot.

>>22007325
well, MGNQ did just start, so it's not like the whole night is ruined.

>>22007325
I figure you are going out of your way (even if you enjoy it, it's your personal time that you could be using otherwise) to provide to us with an awesome world and story to romp around in. The least we can do is appreciate that and not act like dicks with things don't go perfectly for you. You put a lot of effort into these threads so you deserve some respect and leniency with the schedule (more so with health issues, or fire issues...eskimo issues...cat issues once or twic I think, localized apocalypse issues, etc).

>>22007433
Dont forget dog issues.

Whoa, hey, hold up there thread

Alright, I can keep doing this.

bump

Bumping

page 6 is far enough, thread.

Stupid thread. Stop making me come along bump you all the time.

bump

>Fuck, sorry guys, 4chan told me the thread 404'd earlier.

>Let me get my notes.

>Alright, so which way do you guys want to go?

>We left Alex with a robot doing something completely impossible, and Liz running headlong into an anxiety attack while/because Abby decided to molest her.

>I'll leave the choice to you guys while I finish fixing up Bit.

>>22020320
As much as I prefer Alex I'm going to have to vote for Liz on this one.

>>22020320
Liz.
I swear its for the story, not the hot lesbian action.

>>22020320
I'm for Liz, it's too much of a cliffhanger.

>>22020320
Alex

Seriously wtf is up with his core.

>>22020347

>I believe you.

>Mostly because I don't write porn.

>>22020320
Man, I don't even know.

>Alright, fixed Bit up a lot faster than I thought, and it looks like you guys want to go with Liz.

>Gimme a sec and I'll start typing.

YOU ARE ABBY SMITH.

And Liz is kinda squirming underneath you as you try to pull her in closer.

That's when you realize she's crying.

"...Liz?" She doesn't respond, trying to curl up underneath you. Somehow your desires feel... unnatural. "Hey, Liz? are you-"

The sudden jolt as she kicks you off of the bed startles you, and you sit there stunned as Liz cries herself to sleep, unable to say anything.

YOU ARE ELIZA MCALLISTAIR.

You find yourself in an odd field, looking somehow... familiar, but not somewhere you've been before.

"I tried to go for something a little more.... generic." You hear a voice explain, and you turn to see Alexander leaning against a tree watching you. "The last time I accidentally made you very uncomfortable." He sighs. "Something of a recurring theme, apparently.

He shakes his head sadly while you notice a boy on a nearby hill. If you had to guess, he looks to be in his late teens, but his features are unreadable from this distance.

[ ] What happened?
[ ] Why am I here?
[ ] Who is he?

>>22020619
[x] Why am I here?

>>22020619
>[X ] Why am I here?

>>22020637
Actually changing that to

[X ] Who is he?

>>22020619
>[ ] Why am I here?
Get out of my head!

>>22020619
>[ ] What happened?

>>22020619
[X] Who is he?

Goddamnit, am I gonna have to change my vote to break a tie?

>>22020705
Yes. Yes you are

>>22020705
No pressure Udz. do it for AC-Guy's mental health.

>>22020320
Liz. Dat cliff

>>22020619
Who is he?

Also, can anyone offer a brief summary of our last encounter with Alexander?

"Who is he?" you ask, pointing to the boy.

"Who?" Alexander asks, turning to look. His eyes narrow and he grunts slightly. "I've never met him before, but apparently he wants to speak with you."

"Now?"

He turns and shrugs. "Up to you, apparently."

[ ] Ask him why you're here.
[ ] Talk to the boy.

>>22020872
[X ] Talk to the boy.

>>22020872
[x] Ask him why you're here.

>>22020872

[x] Talk to the boy.

>>22020872
>[X] Ask him why you're here.

>>22020872
>[ ] Talk to the boy.

>>22020872
[X] Talk to the boy.

>>22020872
[x] Ask him why you're here.
Who the hell he is to invade our anxiety-induced dreams.

You choose to speak with the boy, walking up the hill towards him.

"Eliza." He greets simply as you reach him.

"Do I know you?"

"No." He responds, evenly. Something about how... precise his responses are reminds you of Will. "I've been following you for a while now though."

"How so?"

"For some reason, events are happening around you, and beyond you. Since you were so close to the crux of certain events, I was hoping to find an ally." He shrugs. "Now, I'm no longer certain."

"Of me?"

"Yes." Something about the way he just says it makes it less painful. "It's not particularly wise to use a damaged tool, especially one with thoughts of it's own." He hesitates, and then pulls you into a brief embrace. "Which isn't to say I don't think well of you. I just think it would be better for you to sit this one out."

With no further explanation, he leaves. You slowly turn, and begin walking back to Alexander, who's watching you with interest. "Well that cleared up nothing." He says with a sigh.

"Apparently I'm not good enough for him."

"Then he's an idiot." the massive man responds calmly. "Besides, a General goes to army with the army he has, not the one he desires."

[ ] Ask why you're here.
[ ] Ask him why you've been feeling so weird.
[ ] Ask him about how long you have to talk.

>>22021097
>[ X] Ask him why you've been feeling so weird.

>>22021097
>[X] Ask why you're here.

>>22021097
>[x] Ask him why you've been feeling so weird.

>>22021097
[x] Ask him why you're here

>>22021097
>[ ] Ask why you're here.

>>22021097
>tie vote
>[ ] Ask him about how long you have to talk.
Nah just kidding.
>[x] Ask him why you've been feel-
>not a tie any more.

Right, well, unless it BECOMES a tie again, without my vote, I'm sitting out.

"So why am I here?" you ask, asking the most obvious question.

"Because Lilith fucked up." He responds with a sigh. "She saw that you had some issues, and she helped to block out the pain to try and help you settle them and heal. Instead, you jumped straight into the one situation that could fuck you up."

"I don't quite understand...." you respond confused.

"Neither did she, when she sicked Abby on you back there." He shakes his head. "This is why she isn't supposed to be getting involved with this, but I guess she wouldn't be Lilith if she didn't assume she knew better than everyone."

"So Abby wasn't...?" you aren't sure that makes it better or worse.

"She has the feelings, otherwise that wouldn't have worked. but that wasn't a good thing." He then grabs you and pulls you into a hug. "The important thing, the thing we can't stress enough, is that it wasn't your fault."

"I don't-"

"Not your fault." He responds firmly. You aren't sure what he means, but you can feel a weight shifting off your shoulders as he says it.

You start to cry again, not hard, but it's there. After a few minutes pass, you collect yourself and he stands you back up smiling.

"Better?"

"Yeah....."

"Good. Though you may want to talk to somebody about this, when you get the chance. Someone you can trust." He hesitates, eyes changing briefly to a pure, blank white before returning to normal. "It looks like your friend Ryan has a Psychology bachelors. Might be a good place to start."

>What ask?

[x] Ask why you're here.

>>22021284
Ask about his ability to retieve personal information like that. Try to learn more about your comrades (Will in particular).

>>22021284
Ask why he has to be so vague.

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>>22021284
>Lilith
>sicked Abby on us
Oh. Oh fuck. You're not... AC-Guy, I know I HAVE to be way off base with my first thought here. Right? Right?

>>22021284
Let's ask who Lilith is

>>22021462
Yeah I'm agreeing with this.
Whatever we do, if we get the chance to meet we do not go with anyone we are even vaguely attracted to.

>>22021410

>Kinda, yeah.

>Mostly.

>It makes more sense if you know how/why the Conductors get their names.

>>22021395

"Because I don't want to risk triggering another attack. You've had locks placed on your psyche, by yourself and others. I don't want to accidentally set you off again." He seems genuinely concerned as he says it.

>>22021462

"Lilith...." He sighs. "Lilith is a conductor, like myself. Well, not like myself at all. She's... well.... I guess in order to explain her I should explain the rest of us. We were... created. the closest term in your vocabulary for what we are is 'Artificial Intelligence'." He hesitates and looks at you. "It's not completely... accurate, but there we are. My Brother, Agamemnon, and myself evolved out of tactical simulators. The military wanted to better train their commanders, so they developed increasingly better and more complex simulations to test them and hone their skills."

"And Lilith?"

"Lilith was an attempt at a social, dynamic A.I. she was given inputs and taught how to decode certain messages and systems. After a while, she began to understand that language was representative, and found a way onto the internet to expand her conscious. she wanted to be as human in mind as possible, and began... experimenting. Frankly, to those who don't know her she comes off as an insane hedonist, but she means well." He sighs. "Generally, it falls to me or Gawain to babysit her as a result."

>>22021337

>You're next, not ignoring you.

>>22021568
"What do you mean, 'locks'?"

if that's something that's been addressed before, sorry for my ignorance. I'm assuming that this is something Liz isn't fully aware of.

>>22021337

"Reconnaissance is an important part of warfare. Also, my internet connection is extremely powerful and his academic record is publicly available if you happen to know where to look." He smiles. "I happen to now know a rather juicy piece of gossip regarding why he was expelled from high-school."

He appears thoughtful when you mention Will. "I tried looking into him a while ago. he knows how to cover his tracks since he used to work in intelligence." He shrugs. "My best advice is to talk to him about it. All I've got are a few rumors and hearsay."

>>22021284
Do you know anything about Jack, that you can tell me?

>>22021635

"Like locks." He says, looking for a way to explain it more clearly. "Think of it like.... a band-aid. No, more like one of those silly dish collars they put on dogs. you have a hurt, so efforts were taken to keep you from touching it, in hopes that it would heal better."

"So when I had my... moment, with Abby....."

"Imagine the dog twisting and shoving to get at the stitches until something ELSE breaks. The fact that you had some outside interference certainly didn't help things, either."