>>983407
>Call the chief and confirm that – now – the area really is clear
>Yes
But really smash its head and rip some limbs off. You can never be too careful with monsters.

>>983407
>>Call the chief and confirm that – now – the area really is clear
>Yes

And ask the chief just how much they know about those monsters and the maniacs who took advantage of the chaos for random murder. Also mention about how your latest kills seems to have once been a medic working there and how this shit is too irreal and like it came from a bad terror film

For good measure you rip off the monsters' limbs and impale them with their own spikes, making sure they're really down.
You then wait for a bit before your superior picks up the comm call and acknowledges your second confirmation that the area is clear,
but not before making a joke about 'making sure you don't have to clear it a third time'.
Deciding that it's better to give the labcoats as many samples as possible you start dragging the two bodies back to the entrance.
A few doctors look with terror towards the downed creatures, but some seem more confused and try to question you about the clothes on one of them.
You can't waste time with it, you yourself don't really know the answer, so you just ignore them.
Arriving at the entrance barricade you're greeted by the sargeant once more. He looks a bit distressed.
“Officer, good work out there. I've got a situation here, the two other survivors from your squad should've reported to me 10 minutes ago. Just now I tried calling but all I've got is silence, so I contacted the lab units. They say they never got there.” he sighs and looks down to his feet, the bags under his eyes giving away the fact he hasn't rested since this started.
“I'm going to send a group to try and find them, and to take these remains with them.”
>Sir, let me go investigate it
>I'll let you handle that, anything else to be done?
What about the information you've acquired:
>Tell him about the ventilation ducts
>Point out the clothes on the monster
>Write-in/questions

>>983436
My bad mate, didn't see your post.

>>983442

>>Tell him about the ventilation ducts
>>Point out the clothes on the monster
knowing that then, where will you send me?

>>983442
>Sir, let me go investigate it
>Tell him everything

>>983442
>>Sir, let me go investigate it

We had people dying on us before and we have experience dealing with the monsters, we should offer ourselves to find about their fate.

>Tell him about the ventilation ducts
>Point out the clothes on the monster
>Write-in/questions

Those things seems to have once been regular humans, very likely turned into monsters unwillingly. They don't move like regular humans and can twist their bodies enough to freely move through the ducts, so they should do something with the ducts to deal with that advantage they have.

Tell him to pass the info to the other squads and be extremely careful as those sneaky bastards could appear from anywhere big enough to fit a formerly human body.

And at last, tell him how those monsters seems to have an extremely high pain tolerance and it took several hits to down one of them, so decapitation would be a favorable tactic to deal with them

>>983456
>>983450
>>983448
“Sir, let me go investigate it” He seems to ponder your offer.
“Are you sure of that? I know you're injured and I've got other men I can send”
“Yes, I'm sure. I had others die on me, and I've fought them before.”
“Well, you've got a point, me and the others only got to face those crazy soldiers for now.
It'd do us good to have some with experience against these things out there on this mission.”
He offers you his hand and you shake it. “Good luck officer.”
“Thanks, but before I leave...” You proceed to relay the intel you've gathered on their possible weaknesses and hiding spots,
you also point out possibility of these things being transformed humans but while rather obvious it's an essential step to reaching real mystery you've yet to solve of 'how'.
“Since the lab hasn't got anything for us we've been handling things based on the information
that you and other field operatives have gathered,
I'll be sure to pass everything on, and by the time you're back we'll probably have finished barricading the air ducts.”
After parting with them you reload your gun, gather some ammo and head to the sector's elevator, outside the entrance the officers were guarding.
>Go straight to the tram station
>Wait, you've got something else to do before (write-in?)

Sorry for taking some time.

>>983474
>>Go straight to the tram station

I have a bad feeling about the situation with the missing team, so the faster we get there the better.

>>983474
>>Go straight to the tram station

>>983474
>Go straight to the tram station

>>983479
>>983478
>>983477
A missing team is all the reason needed for you to hurry. Taking the elevator down you end up on an empty control point.
You're heading out through the hall that leads to the tram when you hear the noise of glass breaking.
Looking in the direction it came from you see the control point's security room, where the surveillance and access systems are.
You wonder, could it be the team? The cultists? Or just more monsters?
>Shout out towards the room
>Sneak towards the door and open it
>Ignore, you're wasting time, get to the tram
>Write-in

>>983486
>Sneak towards the door and open it

>>983474
>Sorry for taking some time.
It's not a race, if you must take your time, take it and make sure the post is sound.

>>983486
>>Sneak towards the door and open it

Shouting would only reveal our position. Let's see what we're dealing with first

>>983486
>>Sneak towards the door and open it

You sneak towards the door, as it's best to keep yourself concealed for as long as you can manage.
Leaning on the wall you try to listen to what's inside but all you get is silence.
Only way to deal with this then. You open the door and peer in, just as a bullet misses your head by inches.
“HOLY-” you hear a female voice “I'm sorry, I'm so sorry officer!” wait a moment, you recognize this voice.
Heading inside you see a familiar face, the same girl who was running alone in the business district.
> Intimidate, “You again, I'm going to need some answers. Fast.” (d20)
> Negotiate, “I'll let it pass, but I'll also need an explanation. Do you not only work for the bank but also tram control?” (d20)
> She's not important, ask if she saw or knows anything about the missing team
> Write-in


>>983488
Yeah I've been making a lot of mistakes and the quality of my posts isn't exactly what you'd call 'high'.

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>983505
>> Negotiate, “I'll let it pass, but I'll also need an explanation. Do you not only work for the bank but also tram control?” (d20)

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>983505
>> Negotiate, “I'll let it pass, but I'll also need an explanation. Do you not only work for the bank but also tram control?”

Don't fail me now, dice.

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>983505
>Negotiate, “I'll let it pass, but I'll also need an explanation. Do you not only work for the bank but also tram control?” (d20)

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“I'll let it pass, but I'll also need an explanation. Do you not only work for the bank but also tram control?”
You grin and lower your weapon., an attitude that helps put her at ease.
“I – No of course not. I'll be honest, I couldn't stand being in the residential quarters so I snuck out. I was trying to find a way to get the trams to take me out of this zone but they're all on lockdown, law enforcement use only.”
“Really now? So where were you planning to go?”
“I... I hadn't planned that far.” This is suspicious, but the way she just stumbles around seems to be convicing enough evidence that she's just an idiot.
>Questioning about this is pointless for now, ask about the missing team
>Pressure her further(d20)
>Leave her and go continue your mission
>Leave, but offer for her to tag along
>Write-in /questions?

>>983539
>Questioning about this is pointless for now, ask about the missing team

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>983539
>Pressure her further(d20)
She's a unitoligist plant or an agent for earthgov or something.

>>983549
>>983543
5 then tiebreaker roll.

>She's a unitoligist plant or an agent for earthgov or something.
I wonder...

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>983549
>>983543

“Look lady” you say sternly as you approach her “The last thing you want right now is an armed guy who thinks you might be dangerous”.
You put your arm on her shoulder and present your rifle without taking aim.
“So you better start talking, and I mean really talking none of this 'silly girl' bullshit front you're putting on”
Her face twists into a grimace. “I'm not afraid of you, but I feel like it's pointless to keep this facade up.”
She reaches for her pocket, making you almost reflectively target her, but you hold back as you see it's just some credentials.
“I work with intel, directly for the station's command under the director's aide.” she motions towards the console.
“They haven't let the news out yet, but we've lost the communications central, so I've been trying to restore our access to most of the security cameras and local control systems around the station.”
“Would it have been hard to tell me this from the start?”
“Would it be hard to trust an innocent and silly young girl in danger?”
“Have it your way.” You turn around ready to leave but recall your mission could use some extra directions. “One more thing, have you got any information on a team coming through here and headed to the lab?”
“Only thing I can tell you is that the no one took the transportation recently, according to the logs.”
Fuck. Does this mean they're still in the area?
>Ask her to help you track them down
>Leave, you'll search around on your own
>Question her further (about?)
>Write-in

>>983589
>Ask her to help you track them down

>>983589
>>Ask her to help you track them down

Well, if she's with intel, then she's good gathering intel.

“Can you help me track the missing team?” she eyes you with disdain.
“Come on you're a big guy, don't tell me you're afraid to walk around this place on your own”
“It's not about that, I don't have a lead on their location. In fact, I have no idea where they might be other than near the tram.”
“Well, I could access the cameras as I was doing and try to find something. But I'll need a bit of a quid pro quo”
“Really? What do you want?”
“My next stop should be at the communications sector, I don't need to actually enter the hub just get to the control point of that area.
Problem is, the place's crawling with those unitology freaks. I'm thinking you'd make for a great distraction” the agent says with a grin on her lips.
This plan doesn't seem very safe.
>Fair enough
>No deal
>Write-in

>>983612
>If I agree, how do I know you wont' just run off and leave me for dead?

>>983635
“If I agree, how do I know you wont' just run off and leave me for dead?”
Carla laughs and starts working on the control systems again.
“It's quite simple really, I need you to get me out of there once I'm done, if I let you die I won't exactly have my escort on the way back will I?”
You're not sure if that answer is convincing enough but it's probably all you'll have for now.
>Deal
>No deal
>Write-in

>>983662
>Deal
We really do need intel.

>>983662
>Dealio

>>983669
>>983682
“Thank you for the cooperation sweetie!” man, this chick really grinds your gears.
But you've gotta go along with it if you want to have any hope of finding the others.
“Now, according to the images I've pulled up... Oh my.”
“What? What is it?” for the first time she stays in silence, instead just showing you the video feed she got:
Sarge and Gomez followed by an officer and two civilians retreating from the station and towards the tracks, a pack of about 10 monsters chasing after the group.
“Where could they have gone?” it doesn't make sense, staying on the tracks would be suicide.
“Well, little known fact but there are maintenance tunnels that run under the trams, they have entrances near each station. They could've gone there.”
“Alright let's head out.”
“Excuse me, what do you mean by that?”
“We need to go rescue them”
“When did I say I'd go on a crazy rescue mission underground? Just come back in one piece will you”
>Alright, I'm going in alone
>You can clearly defend yourself, but can you survive here alone if more monsters show up?
>If you want your escort you better help me survive this
>Write-in
d20 for all diplomacy rolls

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>983693
>If you want your escort you better help me survive this
>The monsters come in packs. If you see one or two then more are around.

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>983693
>If you want your escort you better help me survive this
>The monsters come in packs. If you see one or two then more are around.

“If you want your escort you better help me survive this.”
She doesn't seem entirely convinced, so you decide to play into her fear for her own safety.
“Well suit yourself, but remember: monsters come in packs. If you see one or two then more are around.”
“Fine.” she sighs and starts gathering her gear.
“But if you get me killed I swear I'm coming back as one of those things just to kill you.”
Yeah right, like that's gonna happen. Both of you head out of the room and towards the tram access.
Getting there you ensure that there's no transports coming before you drop onto the track.
The whole place seems empty so you assume the monsters are all still chasing your team.
After walking for another 10 meters following her she points towards an open manhole.
“Should be down there”. You look into the hole, but it's too dark to see properly.
>You first
>I'll go first
>Let's put some light down there
>Ask her "Wait, should it be dark like that?"
>Write-in

>>983714
>Ask her "Wait, should it be dark like that?"
If it isn't
>Let's put some light down there
It will make our location easy to see but it would be worse if we're taken by surprised.

>>983722
>>983714
Pretty much this
Also, check'd

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"Wait, should it be dark like that?" you ask, not sure if you're that comfortable walking into another cramped dark place.
She shrugs and replies “As far as I know the tunnels have a motion detector system, if anything as big as a person moves it turns on the lights.”
“Hopefully there's no creature standing incredibly still down there. Alright let's put some light down there”
Both of you put your flash lights pointed at the hole, and stumble back falling together when a small ball of flesh flings itself upwards from the hole.
Looking up to the ceiling you see... a baby?
Oh this is too damn fucked up.
>Apply pulse rifle rounds to Devil Baby's face
>Hell, let's go down the manhole and cover the entrance
>Tell Carla to keep an eye on the hole
>Tell Carla to help you kill this thing
>Write-in?
D20 for action rolls

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Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>983750

>Apply pulse rifle rounds to Devil Baby's face

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>983750
>Apply pulse rifle rounds to Devil Baby's face
Nope nope nope!

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>>983756
I'm praying the other anons will have better luck.

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>983750
>Apply pulse rifle rounds to Devil Baby's face

>>983759
Nice

>>983759
A couple of pulse rifle shots straight to it's face, going all the way through to the other end of the body,
that's all it takes to completely pulverize a dead baby monster. And once it's peers come out from the hole much in the same fashion,
all 3 of them receive the same treatment. When everything is clear you check your ammo, it's at 35/50
Looking to your side, Carla is... vomiting? For an agent she sure has a weak stomach.
“Those were goddamn babies” the agent says, she doesn't look disgusted as much as she looks angry at the whole situation.
“No they weren't, not anymore at least. Let's go” you say pointing the light down the hole once more and making sure it's clear.
>Ladies first
>I'll take point
>Write-in

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>>983782

>I'll take point

>>983782
>I'll take point
If we have any, could we activate a flare and drop it down first?

>>983800
Well you don't, I guess you could drop your revolver with the flashlight on or something like that?

>>983782
>I'll take point

>>983808
Nah, don't worry in that case. Make a note to pick some up if we find them though.

>>983782
>>I'll take point

“I'll take point” she doesn't argue against it.
Looking down the hole you estimate the floor below to be just 2 meters down,
so you just jump, saves time and lets you keep your gun ready.
“Is everything okay down there, Supercop?”
You search your surroundings, now partially lit, which you assume was caused by the motion detectors.
“Tunnel is empty as far as I can see it, let's go”.
She opts for actually climbing down the stairs. You won't blame her considering she's not armored.
“I wonder who was the genius that made detectors that only light up the section of the tunnel they are in rather than the whole thing.”
“Probably someone who guessed space monsters would one day use the feature to jump scare us” that gets a laugh out of her.
“So which way?”
>Inspect the surroundings there might be a clue (d20)
>Let's split up
>We both go right
>We both go left
>Write-in

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>>983848
>Inspect the surroundings there might be a clue (d20)
Detective Mode GO!

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>983852
o wait

>>983848
>>Inspect the surroundings there might be a clue (d20)

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>983848
>Inspect the surroundings there might be a clue (d20)

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>>983858
Please roll.

>>983857
>>983863
Man...

>>983848
>Inspect the surroundings there might be a clue (d20)

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>983858
Jesus saves, but not today.

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>983848
>>Inspect the surroundings there might be a clue (d20)

>>983875
The Lord is with us today!

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>>983875
>implying

>>983875
Apparently he saves today too.

What are the most easily spotted indicator of the direction someone was headed?
Footprints would be the best answer, problem is you don't see any,
and to make it worse the monstrous bloodprints get muddled up and look like a singular trail.
Hell, there has to be a clue you say while slapping your hand against the wall.
Weird, feels like there is a hole... someone shot and missed. The way the metal was torn up makes it clear to you.
“They went right” you say with confidence.
“How the hell would you know?” you point to the gunshot hole.
“You know, I underestimated you, there's a brain somewhere in that suit” she does sound genuine.
“Whatever you say. We're mov-”
“Oh christ behind you!” Ducking just in time to dodge a claw, you fire a few shots at another of those leaping creatures.
The detector having lit up the tunnel further back due to their movement you can now tens of these things coming for you.
>Shoot! We need to kill these bastards before they kill us [Roll d20]
>Use a grenade, maybe you can block the tunnel
>RUN LIKE HELL
>Write-in

>>983915
To clarify, I'll need a Bo3 d20 roll for all options, I screwed up.

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>983915
>>Use a grenade, maybe you can block the tunnel

I don't like those odds and we have somebody without a reinforced RIG suit with us

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>983915
>Shoot! We need to kill these bastards before they kill us [Roll d20]

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Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>983915
>Shoot! We need to kill these bastards before they kill us
>>983918
pic

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>983915
>>Shoot! We need to kill these bastards before they kill us
It'd be great if we could find something to slow them down, don't you think?

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>983915
>Shoot! We need to kill these bastards before they kill us

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>>983919
>>983918

>>983919
>>983920
>>983921
Okay I'm going to explain in case someone wasn't here last thread:
>bo3 counts the best 3 rolls of a certain option
>critfail erases the highest roll

>>983918
>>983919
wtf?!

>>983921
You have a stasis module which I completely forgot to mention which now that I think about seems like a huge fuck up.

>>983931
17 isn't too bad.

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>>983934
>You have a stasis module
>I completely forgot to mention
>seems like a huge fuck up.

Time to shoot your way out of another crap situation, but first you remember an important fact:
You have a goddamn stasis module installed into your RIG. How could you forget all this time?
Maybe you should – really – see that psychiatrist. Freezing the closest two enemies seems to hold
the others back since the tunnels aren't very spacious.
“Let's fire and retreat” she nods and begins raining down plasma rounds on the enemies.
Together you manage to cut down the first wave, but the stasis wears down and the leapers
at the back manage to get closer it seems you're not out of trouble yet.
>Stasis and fire again (2/4)
>Just focus fire, save that for later
>Tell Carla to run while you throw a grenade
>Write-in plan

>>983950
I'll make up to you, I promise, just wait until you get to your destination

>>983952
>>Stasis and fire again (2/4)
This is a maintenance tunnel, they're bound to have a stasis recharge dock somewhere.

>>983959
>>983952
Oh and d20 for actions once more.
I've sure got the attention span of a fish.

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>983952
>Stasis and fire again (2/4)

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>983959
>>983952
Correct assumption

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>983959

Why mess with what's working? You use all your charges to freeze another two leapers midflight.
Their allies stumble to try and get around, but you and Carla make short work of them.
At the end of it you count 10 dead. “Everything alright?” you ask.
“Yeah, that was actually pretty easy”
“Just pray we don't find more, I'm out of charges.”
“Well how about you use that?” she points to a stasis pack fallen among the corpses.
Disgusting, but you take it. Charges at 2/4.
“Let's hurry, we've wasted enough time here already”
Both of you start on your way opposite to the recently killed horde,
and towards the direction the team appears to have retrated to.
>Rush and risk detection [d20]
>Take your time to sneak
>Write-in

Should ask Carla if she's got one of those baby as well so she can slow them if they flank us.
Hopefully she'll have a kinesis module as well and we'll find out that dismemberment is the best way to deal with those shits.

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>984004
>>Take your time to sneak

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>984004
>Rush and risk detection [d20]
>>984017
>baby
>vietnamFlashbacks.jpg

>>984017
She's not in a RIG or with a module right now.


Unless by baby you mean a pet necromorph baby.

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>984004
>Rush and risk detection [d20]

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>>984025

>>984028
Last time I saw someone try hugging one of those they ended up smeared on the window.

“Screw it, double time” she stops on her tracks “What're you on about?”
You shake your head and start running, and she follows soon after.
While you make your way down the tunnels you hear a few suspicious noise,
and for a moment feel a sensation like the one at the apartment, as if someone called you,
but you brush it off and continue with the fast pace.
Eventually, after about 10 minutes running you come across something weird, a small reinforced door on the side of the tunnel.
“I never heard about this before” Carla inspects the pannel.
“It's locked but I could try hacking it”
>Do it
>No let's keep going through the tunnel
>Maybe we knock first?
>Write-in

>>984073
>Do it

>>984073
>Maybe we knock first?
If they don't' answer
>Hack
If we hear monsters then let's just go.

>>984081
This.

You know and wait. Then wait a little more and knock again. No response.
“Looks like nobody's home.” Carla says while starting the hack.
“That's what everyone says before getting a big bony spike through their forehead. Be on your guard”
She rolls her eyes and backs away once the door is unlocked, letting you go first.
You were ready for danger, but the place is surprisingly... empty.
But empty doesn't mean normal. “This looks like a shrine”
“Not just any shrine” you say while inspecting the scribbles that spread across every wall.
“This is just like the crazy shit scrawled over the invaders' armor.”
“Unitologists had a secret underground hideout built within the station?”
“Looks like it”. In the corner you see a cache of supplies and weapons, which you quickly move towards.
Yeah, you've hit jackpot. After reloading your pulse rifle you take a look at the other items on the menu:
>Grab the Line Gun (2 slots)
>Grab the Sniper Rifle (2 slots)
>Grab extra Pulse Rifle Ammo(1 slot)
>Grab a Grenade (1 slot)
You have 3 empty slots

>>984125
>>Grab extra Pulse Rifle Ammo(1 slot)
>Grab the Line Gun (2 slots)

>>984125
>Grab the Line Gun (2 slots)
>Grab a Grenade (1 slot)
Can we give Carla the sniper?

>>984125
>Grab the Line Gun (2 slots)
>Grab extra Pulse Rifle Ammo(1 slot)

>>984161
She'll take whatever you don't take.

While you gear up Carla seems to be inspecting papers on the opposite end of the room.
After a while she calls you. “Hey, check these out” she motions to a pile of schematics.
“What am I looking at, I'm not an engineer” she sighs
“Don't they teach you anything at cop-school or whatever it is they breed you guys at?
These are bomb schematics.” Suddenly you realize what she's trying to hint at.
“The hangar, that was them right? The explosion wasn't some accident.”
“I suspected as much, but it seems like it's confirmed. Those maniacs stranded us all here.”
“Fuck.''
“Indeed”
She leaves you to your thoughts and goes to grab whatever supplies remain, a sniper rifle and a grenade.
When you're about to leave you're hit with those whispers again, you manage to understand two words, “Find” and “whole”.
“What is it?”
> “Nothing, let's move on”, continue on your path
> “One second, I need to check something”, follow the whispers
>Write-in

>>984198
>> “One second, I need to check something”, follow the whispers

>>984198
*whatever -> wherever*

>>984198
>“Nothing, let's move on”, continue on your path
Leave us alone, imps!

>>984211
>>984201
5 then tiebreaker

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>>984198


>> “One second, I need to check something”, follow the whispers

“What're you doing?” You ignore her. It doesn't matter what she's saying you need to focus.
The whispers guide you towards the back wall, and you just let your body move on it's own.
It seems meaningless at first, but then you comprehend it and pull on the small marker-engraved emblem stuck among the many scrawlings on the wall.
An entrance opens from where there was none, and soon you and Carla make your way in.
It's a large and cold round chamber, dozens of pods line the walls, many of which are broken.
Approaching one of the intact ones you understand. These are burial pods for the 'faithful'.
“How did you know this would be here?” Carla eyes you with suspicion.
>Explain the whispers
>Say it was a hunch
>Refuse to answer
>Write-in
>ony


I might take slightly longer (like in this update) for the next one as I'm getting some grub.

>>984284
>Say it was a hunch
She'll just think we're crazy if we say it was the whispers.

>>984287
>>984284
Yee

“Just a hunch” Better to just dismiss it rather than risk sounding like a nutjob by saying 'I hear voices'.
She doesn't seem to buy it but doesn't pressure you. Instead you see her take some pictures as evidence.
“The director needs to know, I'll need to send all this crap to him when we're back in range for communication.”
“What do you mean?”
“Well, they're clearly behind everything. Even the monsters. I mean, corpses missing, really?”
You have to give it to her, it fits.
After she's done both of you head back where you came from and continue making your way down the tunnel.
It takes a while but you eventually reach another manhole. “This should be the Research Labs sector”
“They might've come here, it was the mission afterall”
>Let's check it out, at the very least you could access the camera feed
>No, the labs reported no one, I don't think they're here, let's keep moving
>Write-in

>>984336
>>Let's check it out, at the very least you could access the camera feed

Leave no stone unturned

>>984336
>>Let's check it out, at the very least you could access the camera feed

Deciding to investigate the area both of you leave through the manhole and exit the tracks.
Everything seems normal, until you arrive at the control point. Three bodies lie around the room.
Two dead cultists and one of your fellow officers, their wounds suggesting a gunfight occurred.
“Any chance that's one of the guys you're looking for?”
You frown, but approach the body to verify. Taking off his helmet reveals a face you've never seen before.
“No, it's probably one of the guys who was assigned to guard this area”
“Alright, I'll check the cameras”
She leaves towards the control room while you continue inspecting the scene and guarding it.
“I checked the tram cameras, no one left through that manhole, which means your friends aren't around here”.
Goddamn.
>Continue looking for the missing team
>A detour to check on the labs might be a better idea
>Call someone through comms?
>Write-in

>>984422
>>Continue looking for the missing team

If there's even a slim chance of them being alive, we have to take it.

>>984422
>>Call someone through comms?
Try to call our friends, but rather than giving ourselves away etc, tell them another Joke, showing it's us. Hopefully they'll give us a hint where they are cryptic enough that anyone listening would still not know.
>Continue looking for the missing team

Get girlie to tell the Director all we have found etc.

>>984422
>Continue looking for the missing team
>Call someone through comms?
Warn them that there might be more monster strains prowling around, tell them about the baby and that hesitating will kill them, also tell them that stasis is great against them

>>984422
>Call back and tell the chief about the religion cunts being behind it all and not to let any in
>Also keep looking for the missing team

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>>984444
>>984422
Cunnin' quads are correct

>>984452
Would that message be sent to the director/central command?

>>984457
both would be great but central is the most important in this case?

>>984457
Oh yeah, our RIG got a recording device in case someone decide to go "ah yes, reaper" on us?

>>984470
It does.
Anyway, gonna get some meds and be back in a sec to write the update.

>>984457
Unitoligist cult confirmed, unkown threat is using bodies of the deceased to multiply. Unitoligist threat has grow and are now rebeling against law enforcement and have murdered many.

They have safe houses and shrines set up across the station hidden away. Suggest pruge by fire.

Hostile unknown force, no apparent central nervous system connected to brain, rather than head shot or single shot rifles, shred them, remove limbs. Suggest move to Plasma gear when engaging. They are able to use ANY host size from old to new born babies, Advise destroy on sight.

This moment of peace is a good opportunity to send your reports to the director and the command central.
You and Carla inform them of everything you've uncovered so far, providing evidence as well, specially of the unitologist hideout.
The reply is short but pleasant, the director thanks you and promises that the intel provided will be put to good use.
They're probably busy dealing with the many different messes that are going on all around the station, so you understand the lack of a request for an oral report.
“We should go back to looking for the missing team, Carla”
“Are you sure? You don't want to check the lab? Things shouldn't be very good if this is any indication.”
“I'm sure.” you stop on your tracks “You know, I haven't trying contacting the team yet, since the sargeant from the 3rd sent me on this assignment. Maybe I should...”
“Well if you manage to get to them even if for a moment I could get their location”
“Really?”
“Yeah, it's not that hard if you know what you're looking for”
“Alright let me try it out” you send the comm request, it takes a while but you get nothing.
“No use”. “Wait” she interrupts “They picked up, there's just no data coming up”
“What does that mean?”
“They're either in outer space or there's a jammer around them”
Great.
>Ask her if she can still get their location
>Question about the jammer, what?
>Just keep heading down the tunnel with comms open, we'll know when we reach it
>Write-in

>>984493
You've actually got about everything important down.
That said, surprised no one questioned something kinda important that I thought was "on your face", but I guess different people different concerns.

>>984553
>Question about the jammer, what?
>Ask her if she can still get their location
Even a vague location is still good

>>984553
>Ask her if she can still get their location
>Question about the jammer, what?
Inform them they are either in space or being jammed. Please turn this link off and one once for your in space and 2 times for ok shit we're being jammed. Just do it a shit ton if you hve hostiles and are hiding so please stop calling me.

>>984553
>As her if she can still get their location
>Ask what could be jamming them

“A jammer?” you've never seen something like this deployed, but then again you're just a cop.
“If it lets us connect to them, could we use the connection itself to transmit a message? Like 'call 2 two times if you're okay'?
Carla sighs but decides it's better to explain rather than just dismiss your idea.
“That would be smart, if you could find a way to communicate with the other side. The thing is, a jammer scrambles the data packages and sends them to well, anywhere that isn't their intended target. This means you establish a connection but everything sent either way just goes into the trash”
Well that's just dandy.
“Could you still find them through the call?” she shakes her head but smiles.
“I can't, but I can do something just as good. The jammer emits it's own signal while it's 'pinging' for anyone trying to use their comms, I could track the origin of that signal. It won't find us the team but it'll give a location to search at”
“Do it”
“Already on it”
A couple of minutes later and she starts celebrating to herself.
“Got it, they're in Sector 10”
“What the... the construction site?”
“Seems like it. It's just two stations over”
>Get a tram, it'll be faster, but you'll be noticed
>Go on foot, it'll take longer but you'll have the element of surprise
>Write-in

>>984635
>Go on foot

The element of surprise is important

Rolled 61 (1d100)

>>984635
>Get a tram, it'll be faster, but you'll be noticed
Maybe send the tram but we hide behind or or on the roof? She can hack a terminal to make it look like the tram was called to go there rather than sent. That way when it's investigate, there seems to be no one there and they'll see it was called by their side. Totally none suspicious.

>>984635
>Go on foot, it'll take longer but you'll have the element of surprise

>>984655
>>984665
>>984647
It's not mutually exclusive so I'll ask:
Do you want to send the tram first, then go on foot (as you all agree)?
>Aye
>Nay

>>984673
Aye

>>984673
>Aye
Take the tram part of the way then send it stop before it becomes obvious? Though if we bring it we'll have an escape ready?

>>984673
>Aye

“Carla, can you send the tram towards Sector 10 and make it seem like they called it?”
“A bit tricky, but it's doable, what've you got in mind?”
“We'll get in, move as close as possible through the fast transportation, then get out on foot and let the tram go all the way to sector 10. We follow behind and ambush the cultists”
“Sounds like my kind of game” game? “I'm all for it, just give me a second to set it up”
Soon you're doing just as planned. Ahead you can see the tram at it's final stop, you spot some cultists inspecting inside.
You count 5 of them.
>Move around the tram and ambush them from the station platform
>Throw a grenade to finish them all at once
>Ask Carla if she has any idea
>Write-in

>>984712
Do we roll?

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>984712
>Throw a grenade to finish them all at once
Bait them into the Tran, then frag it. The tram though a little worse for wear will be fine

>>984712
>Ask Carla if she has any idea

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>>984723
Yep. Whenever it's an action and I don't mention rolls assume I just screwed up again.

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>984712
>>Write-in
Better Idea yet.
Call the Director, inform him 5 cultists are on the Tram from Sec10 to our place, wait for them to be inside then have it take them away from us straight to the security team waiting at the other station. Interrogations will be a go. We basicly bait them on board and then close the door and send them on their way. Clara hacks it so they cant get out, not even using any ammo

>>984745
yeah I deserved that. for coming up with more than one idea.

thats my fourth 1 this quest. Anyone any other bright ideas?

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>984745
Jammer would be effecting us.

>>984712
NAD.OUT

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>>984745
>>983919
>>983918
>>984749
(You) right now

>>984745
>>984749
Jammer in effect. Also holy crap the crits in this quest.
That said, you're a pretty creative one so don't give up on plan crafting just yet.

>>984750
Got that right.

Seems like 2 for grenade, 1 for asking and 1 write-in. Will begin writing.

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>984736

You get your good throwing arm ready, set your sights on the tram's window and...
The grenade hits the metal between the glass panels and gets diverted to the tram's platform.
You and Carla get to cover, but thankfully the cultists don't seem to have spotted you yet, but they're on alert now,
their group runs back to the platform and takes aim at the hallway that leads to the sector's access control point.
Your partner looks at you, as if asking for instructions.
>Hit them from behind, fire! (which gun? which fire mode?)
>Try another grenade (1 left)
>Write-in

If you need a reminder of what you've got, just ask.

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>984780
>Semi, pluse rifle or a slienced? Gun if we have one
>cripple one to beat up for info

>>984805
Short version:

>Your stuff:
Line Gun
Revolver
Pulse Rifle
Grenade

>Her Stuff
Sniper(Seeker) Rifle
Pistol
Grenade

>>984820
well fuck, ya. Guess we gotta be lod in semi-fire.

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>984820
Bait them. Have Clara draw them to look one way, then dive from behind cover, LINE GUN MULTIKILL! their fault for forming a nice firing line and not expecting this really

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>>984851
>>984805
One more roll.

>mfw the next one is a 1

>>984780
>pluse rifle
>cripple one to beat up for info

>>984869
please roll a 20 on a 1d20

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>984869

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>984877
Well done.

Rolled 8 (1d20)

You tell her to hit them with everything you've got while they're distracted.
Both of you open fire simultaneously, you manage to take down two of the cultists, while she takes one out with her sniper rifle.
The remaining two retreat to cover as they're now aware of your real location.
After a brief exchange of fire one of them grabs a grenade and runs toward you.
No way is this a suicide bombing?
>Fire on the grenade.
>Fire on him and hope the grenade rolls back
>Run back to behind the tram
>Write-in?

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>984905
>Fire on the grenade.

This is the oppsite of Making us whole fyi.

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>984905
>Fire on the grenade.

>>984918
I guess in desperate times anything goes to protect your merry band of nutcases.
72 necromorphs await him in paradise!

>>984922
Black Marker be praised!

One second to stop yourself and your partner from turning to red bits of meat.
One shot. It flies and barely grazes the grenade but it's enough to set it off. The cultist is reduced to nothing.
It's good that you never skipped marksmanship classes back in the academy, because those lessons just saved your life.
The remaining cultists seems desperate and tries to run for it, but is stopped by a shot from Carla's sniper rifle that tears his right leg off.
“Missed, shit”
“Better this way, this will buy as a minute with him”
You both rush to the side of the dying fanatic, his breath is already getting ragged, blood loss will take him soon even if you don't.
>What do you want to ask him?

>>984952
remaining cultist*

>>984952
>Why are you trapping everyone? Do you cause this monsters to appear?!

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>984952
>What the fuck are you people doing? Why are you doing it? What did they promise you? WHERE'S THE FUCKING JAMMER AND IS IT GRAPE FLAVORED?

>>984969
>>984961
Since this is such an open ended vote I'll leave it up for a bit more time.

You'll have time for a small exchange so a couple of questions will be doable.

>>984982
We are supposed to roll for this as well or no?

>>984738
The memes anon

>>984997
Yeah do it, it's an intimidation roll.

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>984961

>>985010
One more lad.

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>985029

Time for some enhanced interrogation techniques. You put your boot's weight on the dying man's chest.
“Now, before you're gone to whatever whacko afterlife you believe in you're going to answer some questions” You release his chest so he talk.
“The marker's words will enlighten my path, you infidels will be purified once you're forced to hear it”
“Whatever. Why did you attack this place? Did you make these monsters, and how?”
“We will be” - he stops to cough blood - “remade, reanimated, and perfect as the creators intended”
“I feel like this is useless but let me try this again” you say as you press your fingers on the gaping hole that once was his leg.
“Why are you doing this? Where-” you were going to ask where the jammer was but he passed out.
Seems like you're out of luck with this approach, so you get up and start making your way to the access control room, which is when you hear a gunshot.
You turn back, Carla has her gun still pointed at the cultist's head.
“What, he said he'd be reanimated. I'm just being thorough”
She's not so bad.
>Make your way to the control point, head to the cameras to check them out
>No time, we've already made enough detours, straight to the elevator
>Talk about something meanwhile?
>Write-in

>>985070
>No time, we've already made enough detours, straight to the elevator

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>985070
>No time, we've already made enough detours, straight to the elevator
I don't like it but time is not our ally

>>985070

>No time, we've already made enough detours, straight to the elevator

>>985121
Ok bull shut I'm posting from my phone and I still do! That's my fifth. MARKER TAKE ME

“Let's get this over with” both of you head straight to the elevators and press the button set to the next level.
You'll clear this goddamn place one floor at a time if you have to, and you'll find the other officers even if you need to lift every table and go down every hole.
But you soon realize things might be a bit different than you expected,
as the door opens on the first floor and you're faced with an airlock chamber.
Through the camera panels showing the outside you see that lots of it just open space,
unfinished station blocks and many, many construction machines, some still operating.
You turn back to Carla and she says the first thought that crosses your mind "I'll need to find a RIG"
>Head back and try to loot one
>Tell her to wait at the tram instead
>Write-in

I'll need to take a break, for sleep and to try and get rid of this crappy headache and the whispers
Thread continues in 14 hours and 12 minutes.

>>985166
>Head back and try to loot one
Thank you for running and get some rest.

>>985166

>Head back and try to loot one

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>985166
>Head back and try to loot one

>>985166
>Head back and try to loot one

>>984738
bruh

>>985166
>>Head back and try to loot one

>>985166
>Head back and try to loot one

Continues in 10.

Splitting the team again seems like an awful idea, so you decide to go back down to try and find her a RIG even if it'll mean more time wasted.
Back on the first level of the sector a few 'shopping' options become clear to you. Granted that you'd love if there were auto-stores here.
“I goddamn hate this station and that 'wholesome traditional human experience' deal”
“Strange, thought a guy like you would enjoy a return to more analog experiences”
Your thoughts return to the matter at hand. The bodies on the floor have cultist-symbolism ridden RIGs, and altough damaged they'd be the easiest option.
The control room on the other hand could have a spare from the security team that should've been stationed here, but there's no guarantees.
Finally, there's a side entrance that reads “maintenance” that you figure will probably lead to the construction workers' storage and offices.
>Find her a Cultist RIG
>Look in the Control room
>Search around the Maintenance area
>Write-in?

Or rather 16 I guess. Close enough.

>>987112
Give her the choice, we can waste time for a pristine RIG or take the gory cultist RIG of bad juju try to find some interesting loot in any case, like a kinesis module.

>>987120
Cultists don't have them.
A security rig comes with one.
Engineering rigs don't necessarily but they usually have them since they're useful for their jobs.

>>987112
>>Search around the Maintenance area

She will need a heavy duty RIG if she also wants to survive an unexpected necro attack.

>>987120
>>987133

“Your pick Carla, gory cultist suit or we take our time finding you a clean one”
“If you don't mind I'd really rather not wear this thing” the look of disgust on her face drives the point home.
“Fine. We'll go check security then”
“Actually, why not the construction supplies? They might have more goods and if all security was recalled there might be no suit”
You nod in agreement and start making your way there. The place looks abandoned,
there are many rooms, all of them labeled something or another that doesn't really seem useful.
At the very end of the room you the engineers' dressing chambers. Lucky for you a basic engineering RIG is available, so you leave her to it.
Not long after she meets you back on the hallway, donned in that armor. You notice it doesn't have a stasis module.
>Spend some time to check the Construction Supplies
>Maybe you could find something in the office instead?
>Just head out, we're really starting to push it
>Write-in

>>987149
>>Spend some time to check the Construction Supplies

With luck we find stasis and kinesis modules.

>>987188
Roll me a d20

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>987197

In before critical failure and we encounter a necromorph

“Maybe the supply room has something that'll make our life easy” you say while heading in.
She follows soon after, and both of you begin searching around the place.
A lot of it is just not very useful in the current situation, but among all the junk there are a few jewels.
You find a handheld Plasma Cutter, a stasis module, a couple of remote controlled mines, and the strangest of all a round metal 'shield' that you had never seen before.
Upon further inspection you find that the shield comes out of a gauntlet, activating a switch on it causes the shield's “blades” to collapse.
What do you take and who do you give it to?
Carla's Inventory: 6/8 slots
Phil's Inventory: 10/10 slots
>Plasma Cutter (1 slot)
>Stasis module (0 slots)
>Shield (0 slots)
>Remote Mine (1 slot)
>Extra Plasma Cutter Ammo (1 slot)

if you ever roll three 1s Carla will turn out to be an Ubermorph in drag and will attack you

>>987224
either the shield so we can go revolver+shield or nothing. We already have a module on our suit.

>>987237
You can assign stuff to Carla / give her the module.

>>987224
>Shield (0 slots)
Good for bashing.
Carla gets
>Plasma Cutter (1 slot)
>Stasis module (0 slots)
>Extra Plasma Cutter Ammo (1 slot)

>>987237
And our guy need to start using the kinesis module because that shit is glorious.
>Why are you dragging this severed leaper tail?
>Ammo conservation.

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>>987249
>mfw

>>987237
>>987247
Not mutually exclusive so I'll mix.

>>987224
>>Stasis module (0 slots)
>>Shield (0 slots)

You affix the gauntlet over your RIG's armor and test the shield.
Seems to big enough to cover your torso, part of your thighs and part of your head, it's some decent protection.
Carla gets the stasis module, which is at full charge, and the plasma cutter along with some extra ammo.
“Dual wielding with this baby will be a lot of fun”
“You won't actually use two guns at once right?”
“Why not? I can totally aim with just two”.
'Just two'. You're suddenly reevaluating her mental stability.
Both of you make your way to the elevator and back to the airlock. You check your air supply and hers.
One minute, that's how much you've got every time you go into open space.
You wait as the room depressurizes then take in your new surroundings.
A catwalk leads to a new room about 10 meters away. On the other hand,
you can probably jump to a platform to your right which would give you a better sight of what's ahead.
“Hey there's a ladder over here” you look towards Carla, it seems next to the airlock there's a ladder that leads directly to the second level of the construction zone.
>Take the ladder
>Jump to the right
>Next room up front
>Write-in

>>987280
>>Take the ladder

>>987280
>Take the ladder

Ladder it is. You and your partner head up, it feels a bit weird to move in open space but you start getting used after a while.
When you reach the top side your view of the lower areas is blocked, as you face a large station-block, not yet attached.
It's separated from you by a couple of meters, so you make the jump with no hesitance.
Carla however seemed to falter, but did it once you taunted her a bit.
“There's no gravity to pull you down kid”
“Yeah well, that's even worse, what if I missed and got lost forever in space?”
“How would you miss a gigantic piece of metal that's right in front of you”.
She shrugs and lets it go. You move to open the airlock before stopping to consider.
If there are any enemies inside they'll probably see you from the airlock's feed of the entrance.
>Go in guns blazing, the best tactic is overwhelming firepower
>Be careful, open it and let the air leave while you take cover on the sides
>Enter with your shield raised, but don't fire
>Write-in

>>987304
>Be careful, open it and let the air leave while you take cover on the sides

>>987304
>>Enter with your shield raised, but don't fire

>>987309
>>987307
5 then tiebreaker.

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>987311

With the airlock open a hail of pulse rifle fire comes from the inside.
“Come and get us you unitologist freaks!”
Wait, that voice is familiar.
“Wait, wait, wait! We're friendly, Sarge don't shoot!”
“Phil, get in and close that fucking door”
You hurry inside alongside Carla. Gomez closes the door behind you and you returns to attend
a downed officer.
One civilian is gasping for air trying to catch his breath, the other seems to have been dead already.
“What's going on, how did you guys get here?”
“Long story, we got stuck trying to evade those things and then got trapped by cultists here.
One of the civvies and officer Smith got wounded, and we can't exactly leave them behind to try and get help.”
>What happened to the monsters?
>What are the cultists doing here?
>We should retreating
>We should keep going and find out why they jammed this area
>Write-in questions or things to inform them?

>>987351
As a clarification, by stuck I mean they couldn't exit the area, then trapped as in they couldn't exit the airlock.

Some things are clearer when you think them.

>>987351
>What happened to the monsters?
>We should retreating

“What happened to the monsters?”
“That's the weird part, we went into the maintenance tunnels but at some point they just stopped chasing us”
A mystery for another time, you suppose.
“We took care of the cultists that went to check the lower area, we have a clear cost to retreat.”
“Alright but we need to leave through the other way.”
“Other way?”
“The civvie can't breathe in space, what else do you need?”
Of course. You forgot about that bit.
“There's an access elevator that goes straight to the construction admin office, but it's on the other side of this door. Last we checked there wasn't anyone so it should be safe.”
Officer Smith is down, who should carry him?
>The civvie (might not be able to carry the 250 pound armored man without slowing down a lot)
>Sarge
>Carla
>Gomez
>You

>>987375
>Gomez

>>987375

Can we choose to remove his RIG or parts of it and let the civvie carry him? He won't be needing it considering his status and we need ever able man to deal with cultists and necros

>>987399
You'd need to remove the whole thing.
I'll wait a bit for you guys to decie and if no conclusion is reached I'll roll for it.

>>987375
>Gomez

>>987411
Gomez it is.

You motion for Gomez to take care of carrying the injured officer.
Sarge takes the rear, Carla coming front of him, then Gomez and the civvie and finally you.
Opening the airlock door to the other compartment emergency lights react to your arrival much like the maintenance ones,
allowing you take in your new surroundings: regular dull-grey metal floors and walls, same as all the other bits of the station.
Your group continues to make it's way forward according to the instructions Sarge gives, eventually reaching an open court that looks like a mess hall.
But you hear a sound from the other side of the room, it's the elevator the sarge talked to you about and it's coming up.
>Battle Plan?
Any info you need on the room and on your team just ask.

>>987419
>Spread out and stay away from the vents. Prop the injured office up behind some cover and have 2 dudes watch the back while the rest aim at the elevator or vents? nearby.

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>>987421
>>987419
Pretty high tier plan desu

>>987421
>>987419
+1

>>987428
SIMPLE TACTICS ARE MORE THEN THE CULT USE.

>>987428
>>987421
>>987431
>>987432
Roll me those dee20s for execution lads.

>>987421

Sure but y dont we use the sheld we got?

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Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>987435

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>987435
Remember to throw shits that are not bolted down, like tables and chairs

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>987435
I Really fucking hate this lack of being able to follow posts because they removed the You's.

>>987438
Because we hopefully have cover already? No point in wasting the shield at all or use it willy nilly.

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>987435
Lets do this falx formation

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>987435
It won't matter anyways, The 1 will ease it

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>>987442
'>pic related

>>987445
As do I. But at least Canadians are starving because of it

>>987442

Y so many 1 in this quest
Man we would have died way back if qm did crit fails

>>987453
Oh god we have bad rolls because we're starving out the fucking leaf's.

Rolled 6, 8, 13 = 27 (3d20)

>>987441
>>987442
>>987445
Man you're lucky I only erase the highest roll.

The marker REALLY wants you dead.

>>984738
bait picture

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>987435

The group overturns the metal tables spread around the room. Thank god these things aren't bolted down.
Gomez props the officer next to his cover in the center. Carla stands to the back of the room, the civvie with her.
Sarge takes the left flank, and you take the right flank, both of you next to ventilation ducts, so you can ensure no surprises come up.
When the elevator arrives you're thankful to see two cultists and not any monsters, but the happiness is short-lived.
The pair is thrown out of the elevator, which is when you notice their backs were torn off.
From behind them comes...
Just what IS that thing? It's like someone injected steroids on one of those regular monsters and made some kind of super-monster.
All of you seem to fail your sanity checks as you open fire wildly. Only a few grazing hits, but the scary part? He heals from it.
>Open fire again! (any specifics?)
>Hide and pray
>Retreat!
>Write-in

>>987471
Too late.

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>>987479
Forgot the pic.44

>>987467
Yeah my bad, I confused the bait version with the actual pic.

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>987479
>Stun/statis its ass with any Rigs and pick off of its body while trying to lead it to the airlock to vent maybe?

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>The only 20 we've had in this quest was to kill babies
Anybody else miffed by this?

Or am I remembering the session wrong?
>Open fire again!
>Anbody have explosives? Use 'em!

>>987485
Guess the only thing you're good at is killing babies. Post mortem abortioneer doesn't seem so bad on the resumee.

>>987485
>>987479
Meant to be a reply

>>987479
>Use Stun/Satis
Even if it doesn't stop it completely, slowing it down is still good.

Rolled 8, 4, 5 = 17 (3d20)

>>987495
>>987489
Okay going to need 2 more rolls.

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>987479
stasis and push the fucker in a corner and rush the elevator.

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>987497

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>987497
Here's Johnny!

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>>987497
on one hand, we're pretty bad at killing Bob, on the other hand Bob is pretty bad at killing us.

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>987497
Lets see how much damage I can do...

to your rolls!

You swiftly throw the ugly bastard on stasis before he can charge, meanwhile your team opens fire.
By god their aims are off, maybe they still haven't recovered from the shock of seeing this thing.
The uggo regenerates from whatever small hits he takes, so you take it upon yourself to do some damage.
Two hits from your line gun do the trick and both his legs are down. You pray he can't heal that.
Stasis at 3/4
Line Gun at 3/5
“Well he's probably done for” Carla says.
You aren't so sure of that.
>Let's circle around him and get to that elevator
>Let's shoot him until he's done
>Let's blow this son of a bitch up (grenades, mines?)
>Write-in

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>987531
>Let's blow this son of a bitch up (grenades) and anything that remains needs to be vented into spaceee

>>987531
>>Let's blow this son of a bitch up (grenades)

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Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>987531
>Let's blow this son of a bitch up
Grenades!