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You awaken from cryosleep, nauseous. This is normal, although not exactly welcome. Burping slightly, you stumble clear of the cryoberth, nodding at Cyrus and Tsukino, both of whom are already standing up and getting their armor equipped. You look around and see an individual whom you assume is Clayton Burnside retching onto the floor of the cryobay. It’s almost nice to see that there’s someone else who gets more cryosick than you do. You attach armor plates to your envirosuit, glad that you decided not to eat before going leaving for Operation Shattered Moon. It makes not vomiting substantially easier.

The four of you exit the cryobay, all bearing large duffle bags that contain your weapons of choice. You all walk silently to the prep room, where you will receive a debriefing of the mission, as well as some complementary space food and space coffee.

>Do you speak to anyone on the way there?
>Talk to Tsukino [specify topic]
>Ask Cy what firepower he’s packing
>Get to know Clayton
>Nope, just get the the prep room

>>29826522
>Get to know Clayton
Let's see what's up with our mystery man.

>>29826522
>>Get to know Clayton
while
>Ask Cy what firepower he’s packing
bring him into the conversation

>>29826522
>>Get to know Clayton
Break the ice through dirty limericks

>>29826563
>>29826562
>>29826550
Ivan is going to get to know Clayton, then.

Might take a bit longer, parsing the pidgin English that is the Australian dialect is hard.

Sorry about the delay, this'll be a big update leading into the drop

>>29826522
>get to know clayton
what time is the server?I thought it was GMT, but I'm obviously wrong

>>29827305
4chan server time is EST

>>29827305
>server time

-05:00 GMT
So EST

>>29827311
>>29827328
thanks for the info, I've been late to quest too many times

You move over towards Clayton as you walk, until you're eventually in conversation range. You greet the merc with a nod, saying “Hey, Clayton, right? I don’t think we’ve met before. Ivan.”

You extend a hand. Clayton shakes it. “Ah, yeah, G’day. Looks like I’m not the only bloke who gets wogged out with the liquid laughs from cryo.”

“Uhm. Yes?”

“Too right. I’m tired of feelin’ like a fucking whinging wally everytime I get outta the berth. Good to see some bloke with the same problem.”

Careful parsing leads you to the conclusion that the strange man is talking about your shared cryosickness. Deciding to move forward in the conversation, you ask Clayton “So, Clayton, what’re you packing?”

“I got me my bang stick and a one man wombat gun should things on the two-way rifle range go south.”

You simply stare at Clayton, utterly nonplussed. That’s when you notice the koala stencil on the chestplate further away from you. “You an Australian?”

“Yea, how’d ya figure that out, mate? Was it the accent?”

Empowered by this new knowledge, you activate your e-glasses auto-translate software. It quickly gets to work. For a moment you stand there, appreciating your enlightenment. “Ahhhhhh, so you’ve got an assault rifle and grenade launcher?”

“Didn’t ya know? Blimey, are you a dill or something?”

“Does the language you're speaking even count as English anymore?”

Clayton pauses for a moment, before laughing. “Hahahaha, maybe. So what’re you bringing on the Op, Ivan?”

“I’ve got a Model 223, a pair of OMPs, and my tomahawk CQC weapon.”

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Clayton whistles. “Right expensive, that.”

“Yeah,” you sigh, “StrikeOut’s got me by the nuts.”

As Clayton nods in sympathy, you have a disturbing thought. You’re being sent down to take out a moon station. That might require explosives. Scratch the might, that will definitely require explosives, and Clayton definitely isn’t packing anything with sufficient firepower. Calling down the hall you ask “Hey Cy! What sort of ordinance are you bringing on the Op?”

Cy turns around and shouts back “I got a GOLP3 with about ten missiles! And one MTW!”

Hmm. You rather hope that the prep room has more than just freeze dried food waiting for the squad. As the doors open, you see that it does. There are two large armored devices standing on the prep room table, flanked by the doughnut cubes and coffee dispenser. As the four of you take your seats, munching on dried out pastries and sipping coffee, a screen on the wall opposite of you turns on, revealing the familiar, but not altogether pleasant face of the Handler.

“Greetings squadron Whisky-Sigma. Today, you will be working as High Impact Public Representatives for the Kilburne LLC. They have experienced unnecessary breakage in local mining operations due to the presence of Limited Liability Solution’s Demi-Legal Asset Intervention Division. The C-levels at Killburne all have each other in a circular firing squad over the failure of cost containment. They consider it a high-priority actionable item that the DLAID base is eliminated, which can either be accomplished via on site demolition techniques or the necessitation of asset abandonment on the part of Limited Liability Solutions.”

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You zone out as the Handler begins to run through the standard legal boiler plates, absolving Kilburne of any financial, legal, or moral obligation to you should the mission go horribly awry. Normally this shit happens on the drop, why is Corporate making us sit through it in the prep room? Normally this place is for unwinding and shooting shit before the drop.

Suddenly, the Handler’s voice changes from a pleasant corporate drone to a harsher tone. “I had to read all of that shit off to you motherfuckers here because three out of four of you seem to think it’s a good idea to shut off my comms in the middle of a drop. Knock that shit off, or I will have HR so far up your ass your digestion will reverse, are we clear?”

Everyone in the room nods dumbly.

“Good. Now, these two devices on the prep table are Hi-Ex Det Cores. Kilburne generously donated them to you from their mining operations should you require some extra kaboom to bring the DLAID base down. Now I should warn you, these won’t go off just from being dropped, but I’m not sure how well they handle getting shot. The Kilburne contact skirted the issue. Anyone taking? There will be hazard pay.”

>Do you take the explosive?

>>29827527
no.we're the CQC, hauling them is going to get us blown to bits

Also, GOLP3.Hittin' home,huh?

>>29827527
>Do you take the explosive?
Fuck yes we bring them

also, our handler is hot

>>29827527
Let the heavy weapon guy or the autralian take the explosives.

>>29827527
>>Do you take the explosive?
Yes. Damn right we are.

1) Hazard pay
2) Were pretty much the fastest one here next to Tsuki
3) Motherfucking Hazard Pay!

>>29827578
Cy should hand the bombs, he's the best suited for that.Also, offer to tech up his suit before getting out,and offer the handler our customary "see you at the bar, I'll pay the first one"

Rolled 1

Seems we have a tie, going to roll a d2 to decide.

1- Take the explosive
2- Don't

Obviously, any votes after the roll will override it, assuming I see them before I finish writing

>>29827527

Yes. Although we should seek to use them as quickly as possible.

If we get shot, we're fucked.

That said, our mission is to disable the base, right?

I'm thinking we use the high explosives to breach the compound in a mess hall or barracks full of unarmed security personnel - the charges blow, and the soldiers suffocate. We pop in through the breach and clean up any survivors.

>>29827654
1

>>29827611
Cy is the heavy weapons guy, so he would be drawing lots of fire as he carries the most weight of fire

out of the rest of the team, Clayton should be the bomb guy, or we should take it

>>29827656
i'm thinking we should plant both of them in separate places, we insert, clear the breach, find something valuable, plant on there and set it on a timer, and move on for something vital/critical to the base, where we can plant the second one

the first one on a timer can be a distraction for us and divert security for where we want to plant our second charge

>>29827685
that's our job, to draw fire as we run into close combat.We can (try to) dodge, he can't.Also, his suit sucks, so he isn't ging to do any EV acrobatics

>>29827727
>draw fire as we run into close combat
our job is to fuck them up in CQC, not draw fire, we're not a tank

>>29827685
Honestly is anyone should have a bomb it should be Tsukino. She has the highest evasion and is the least liable to get shot of drop it or some shit.

>>29827527
Hey Fall Guy, why is Tsukino's nickname "Sushi"? Is it based on her blade skills, because even if it is that's kind of fucked up.

>>29827706

Great idea - plant two charges, use first explosion as a lure, second explosion to clear out as many opponents as possible.

>>29827727
>>29827754

Gonna have to disagree, Dr. Siniestro. We're a ninja, not a tank. We excel when surprising enemies with CQC at extremely close range. We're liable to get fucked at middle or long range.

>>29827754
we are this time.we paid extra for the armored space suit

>>29827789
Mercs who are shot into buildings full of civilians for the explicit purpose of RIP and TEAR tend to be fucked up. I don't personally condone or approve of all the things that my characters do, but I will write it anyway.

>>29827816

It's never good to be shot at, man. We should stick to ambushing in CQC.

>>29827789
>Hey Fall Guy, why is Tsukino's nickname "Sushi"? Is it based on her blade skills, because even if it is that's kind of fucked up.
you get that kind of morbid black humor in the services and private security world

just a way of having fun, coping with it and not letting the work get to you

>>29827816
does not make us a tank, it means we're more likely to survive

>>29827789
>Honestly is anyone should have a bomb it should be Tsukino. She has the highest evasion and is the least liable to get shot of drop it or some shit.
hmm

thats not a bad point

if the votes still up in the air, I'll change from >>29827570 to giving it to Sushi

I'm not saying we tank as in a MMORPG, I'm saying we draw the fire.because we have the best(maybe the only) chance of not get fucked up due to getting hit

>>29827941
>I'm saying we draw the fire.because we have the best(maybe the only) chance of not get fucked up due to getting hit
thats not how small quad tactic work in CQC environments...

we have Clayton and Cy lay down heavy fire, draw focus away from us while we flank and get in position, and then we get in there and turn the blender on while Sushi helps out

>>29827941

We understand and still disagree. We have better protection, but we'll only last 10 seconds longer under direct small arms fire.

>>29827865
>just a way of having fun, coping with it and not letting the work get to you

Been there, done that. Know exactly what your talking about but that one still liable to get you hit.
I guess that just shows Tsukino's a really nice person.

>>29827936
Since there are two I was actually stumping for us to take one and Tsukino to take the other.

>>29827989
>Since there are two I was actually stumping for us to take one and Tsukino to take the other.
Not a bad compromise

hell, we could set one, cause some ruckus and have Sushi infil to the second placement site and plant there

Part of you, the more sane, less Russian part, thinks that taking a Det Core might not be the wisest decision. Then again, hazard pay does sing a sweet, siren song. Both you and Clayton stand up, reaching out for one of the Det Cores. “Ballsy bastard, you are,” says Clayton, an easy smile forming.

“Could say the same of you.”

Clayton chuckles as the pair of you attach the Det Cores to magnetic clamps on the lower backs of your suits. The Handler blinks. “Alright then. You both shall receive a 4,000 credit bonus upon the successful completion of the operation as hazard compensation. The Det Cores are shaped, so as long as they’re not pointing at you when they go off, your suits should be able to protect your from the blast from at least ten meters away. I’ll send you their respective detonation codes.”

A red comm icon appears on your e-glasses. The white sunburst in the center of it leaves no question as to it’s purpose.

“Alright Whisky-Sigma. Get to the pods. We’re launching in one hour.”

The four of you file out of the prep room and begin the Long Walk. No matter what the cruiser’s layout is, the walk to the Drop Pod bay always seems to take an eternity. It took an eternity on your first mission, it’s taking an eternity on your second, and if Darius is to be believed, it’ll continue to take an eternity.

Eventually, however, you arrive at the Pod bay, where a lonely techie gives the Pods a once over prior to launch. You lend your comrades a hand with their environmental seals, as is the techie’s duty, before the four of you slip into the orange, potently toxic embrace of the impact gel.

You can feel the pod shift backwards as the firing tubes align. It may only be your imagination, but you think you can hear the loud clang of the launch chamber door closing.

Any second now…

THOOM

The pod accelerates down the rails of the mass driver, picking up speed in the frictionless vaccuum.

A polite beep informs you that you have now exited the cruiser.

Another polite beep informs you that you have no entered for what qualifies as atmosphere around this podunk moon.

A much less polite roar informs you that the retro rockets have fired.

CLANG.

Guess you must have punched a hole right through the ceiling.

>Do you:
>Activate your mag boots and get out of the pod now
>Wait until whichever room is done venting its atmosphere before continuing

>>29828063
>>Activate your mag boots and get out of the pod now
shock and awe

>>29828063
>>Activate your mag boots and get out of the pod now
Its impolite to let people wait.

>>29828063
been thinking.explosive vacuum is a mean hazard, but we better get out before they start a counter-offensive.

Shock and awe indeed

>>29828063

>Wait 90 seconds

Anyone inside will either asphyxiate or escape in 90 seconds.

>>29828063
>Activate your mag boots and get out of the pod now
SURPRISE MUFUGGAS

AND THIS TIME REMEMBER TO BRING A GUN OUT WITH US

You activate your Mag-Locks, and they clamp you down onto the floor of your drop pod. The door blasts off, and your helmet’s noise cancelling features activate. The atmosphere of the corridor you landed in roars as it vents out into space. You watch as the impact gel follows suit, flying out of the pod in large gooey spheres. You look around the corridor. There is a man in a mechanic’s jumpsuit clinging onto a bit of railing for dear life, legs shaking in the vortex.

Eventually, the atmosphere finishes venting, and the mechanic falls down to the floor of the station, unconscious. You walk forward to the airlock separating this room from the next, an access card pilfered from the mechanic unlocks the first door.

You look down at the unconscious man. You think you can see his body attempting to breathe.

>Do you:
>Bring him into the airlock with you
>Leave him

>>29828063
>Activate your mag boots and get out of the pod now
Also check up on your teammates, keep the pressure on. >>29828078

>>29828261
>Bring him into the airlock with you
Just toss him in there.

>>29828261
>>Bring him into the airlock with you
we can use him as a human shield if we need to

>>29828261
>>Bring him into the airlock with you
He can provide us valuable information.

>>29828261
bring him.we took the good guy route, let's keep it

>>29828261
>Bring him into the airlock
>take his wallet and security card

>>29828261
>Leave him
Put him out of his misery, you're here to blow everything up, but you don't mind doing a stranger a favor

>>29828274
whoops too late

>>29828296
we already got his access card, but yeah, wallet stealing we should do

>>29828261

Bring him in, take his wallet, question him as he wakes up. Tell him to stay there and he might stay alive.

>>29828337
Questioning him would probably take too long. We don't want to get into a firefight with security without cover fire while we have a bomb strapped to our back.

>>29828337
I second this.

>>29828261
Just loot the fucker and leave him there. He's already unconscious, and we're blowing this base to hell anyways.

>>29828337
>>29828359

We'll spare literally 30 seconds to ask questions about what the security forces are armed with and where they'll be.

Between his mechanic ID card and wallet, we'll be in good shape anyways.

>>29828417
Not if he calls in the fact that we have his badge and they lock us out or track us with it.

>>29828261
>Bring him into the airlock with you

>>29828466
we saved his ass from space.He'd be too shocked to do anything

>>29828261
OP, did we remember to bring zip-ties?

>>29828547

Getting on board the zip-tie train.

Zip tie this mofo if we have zip ties.

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You decide to drag the mechanic into the airlock with you, pilfering his wallet as a rescuer’s fee. You can't help but notice, as the airlock doors close behind you, that the rails that hold them in place are easily accessible from the interior of the airlock. Smart design, easy to service and replace them. As the room fills with oxygen you’re somewhat pleased to the mechanic start breathing again, breaths coming ragged and heavy. As you fiddle with the access card, you glance out of the airlock doors. It leads to a room covered in monitors. Banks of terminals are running perpendicular to your door, with a large screen near the far left side of the room. Red lights flash, and through the door you can hear muffled sirens. Gazing through the door you see a pair of gun barrels pointed at the airlock doors from behind the banks of terminals.

Seems like they noticed your arrival. Must’ve knocked too loud.

Activating your comm array, you attempt to contact your fellow squadmates. However, all of their icons come up yellow. Out of range. Probably blocked by the radiation shielding built into the station walls.

You glance around, there doesn’t seem to be any substantial cover for the first five meters out of the airlock. You may have to make some of your own.

>Plan of Attack

>>29828610
seconded, but zip his hands on the front, so he can open doors.maybe this will come back to rub our back

>>29828638
>maybe he will come from the back to rub our back
FTFY

>>29828620
Take the airlock door into the base out of it's rail, use it as a shield until we can get to the nearest cover.
You're fucking retarded. There's a greater chance that if he gets out on his own he's going to make life harder on us, since there's only so many things a merc dropping into your goddamn base is there to do.

>>29828620
when the doors open, throw the mechanic at the terminals the guys are hiding behind, then when they are distracted, rush them

>>29828620

Wait, are the guns on turrets or are they security personnel?

>>29828662
Second sentence was aimed at this >>29828638
faggot.

>>29828620
seconding >>29828662
>Take the airlock door into the base out of it's rail, use it as a shield until we can get to the nearest cover.

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>>29828662
>Take the airlock door into the base out of it's rail, use it as a shield until we can get to the nearest cover.
Ohhhh Yeahhh

>>29828620
>hack terminals for structural data, maybe shutting down security
>if we fail to hack, just short circuit it with our tech skills

>>29828731
we're not out of the airlock yet and there are guns waiting for us...

goddamn your dense as fuck

>>29828673
You can't tell from here, but you believe that they belong to security personnel.

They look like AK-94s. The workhorse assault rifle of the future.

Any further actions taken once you reach cover?

>>29828731
what?

We're no hacker and there are guns pointed at us from behind the terminals.

It would be suicide to try that.

>>29828755
Maybe huck our impromptu shield at them and take potshots as they run out of the way?

>>29828755
we've got our two OMPs with us right? lay down some surpressing fire to keep their heads down so we can flank them

>>29828755

Huck the door at them?

>>29828768
niels gave us a crash course on hacking, and the worst outcome would be denied access.

>>29828799
Or wasted time, enough for back-up to arrive.

>>29828798
I believe he meant Chuck the door at them

>>29828799
we still have to deal with the security guards who want to kill us moron

>>29828771
Sounds like a solid plan.

>>29828799
>the worst outcome would be denied access.
or shot to death by the two security guards.

>>29828799
Again, you're fucking retarded. Niels gave us a primer on a beginner programmer language, not anything near advanced enough to hack shit. We couldn't hack our way out of a goddamn paper bag.

>>29828839

Seconding this. We need to move quickly to avoid getting trapped in this area by additional security forces.

>>29828620
>Attempt to hack for facility data
>Take airlock door to use as shield

Alright, so this is the action sequence I'm getting from your votes.

>Attempt to remove doors from rails
>Use Airlock door as shield and approach the security personnel
>Take pot shots from behind shield with OMP as you approach
>throw shield when in extreme close range
>Finish them off
>Finish them off
>Finish them off

That'll require 9 rolls, since the first three will be used as a Tech Skill check

Rolling 3d10, as always

Rolled 10, 6, 3 = 19

>>29828888
DICE GOTS HEAR MY PRAYES

Rolled 6, 7, 10 = 23

>>29828888

>>29828856
I thought guns were automated,my bad
>use door as shield(can we hold it with one hand?)
>charge at guards
>shoot/axe them to death
>once they're neutralized, go back to hacking/teching

Rolled 3, 2, 5 = 10

>>29828888

Rolled 3, 8, 2 = 13

>>29828888

Rolling!

Rolled 2, 3, 4 = 9

>>29828888

Rolled 8, 6, 10 = 24

>>29828888

Rolled 6, 4, 2 = 12

>>29828888
ere we go

Rolled 9, 7, 2 = 18

let's roll

Rolled 2, 2, 10 = 14

>>29828888

>>29828909
>>29828856
He doesn't know how to hack shit like that.
Ivan is better with hardware, hence the Tier 1 Tech Skill he has, not software. And even then, he's not super great.

>>29829003
But remember, the DC for untrained hacking isn't even that bad. Assuming you even know what is with all your complaining.

Rolled 7, 2, 10 = 19

gonna roll for a quick story check

update in about five to ten minutes

>>29829090
Ouch.

You work quickly, mini welder burning through the rails that hold the airlock doors in place. Seizing the impromptu shield by the handle, you groan under the weight. Shit is pretty heavy even for a guy with augmented muscles. AK-94 rounds bounce off of the heavy metal door and you stomp forward, both hands required to hold it up right. As you near what you assume to be the security personnel’s cover you heft the airlock door up with a grunt and chuck it forward, glad to be rid of the load.

The door crashes into three or four terminals, completely flattening them. Unfortunately, that’s all that was flattened, the guards being smart enough to back away from you during your ponderous approach.

“Shit!” you swear as you roll behind the cover of a bank of terminals, bullets whizzing through the air you occupied not moments before. As your helmet’s mufflers engage once more you stick both OMPs over the edge of the bank and open fire. You empty both magazines spraying the area with small arms fire. You reload the two submachine guns, waiting for a return salvo. There is none. You poke your head around the bank of terminals and are greeted with two dead security personnel. You look back at the airlock and are displeased to see that the mechanic got caught in the crossfire. A quick check of his pulse reveals him to be quite dead.

Sighing, you look around the room. Seems like this area is mission control for Limited Liability Solution’s raiding parties. Doubtless there’s tons of juicy info in here, should you be able to access it.

Accessing the tactical map, instead of small dots of light where your squad mates are located, there are just large orange circles. It seems like the cruiser is having trouble pin pointing people through the radiation shielding. However, your own circle and Cy’s circle overlap, sharing almost half of their area. Guy has to be close by.

>Do you:
>Attempt a hack
>Leave and try to find Cy

Rolled 5, 6, 6 = 17

>>29829204
do the hack

>>29829204
Loot and go.

>>29829204
seconding >>29829239
lets loot the guards, get their cards and wallets and hook up with the rest of our team

>>29829204
Loot the AKs
Check for wallets
Wait for Cy

>>29829204

>>29829239
>>29829256
>>29829257
are all good, lets stow the OMPs and take the -94's, we're better with an AR and its free

>>29829204

Attempt to hack. Yes, we'll likely fail, but it's too juicy a target to pass up. We could open airlocks all around the base!

>>29829204
>Loot the bodies
>Attempt the hack

Rolled 8, 6, 9 = 23

>>29829275
OMPs use the handgun skill.

>>29829283
I almost forgot to second the looting

>>29829280
Alternatively, it alerts people to our probable location, and they'll set up kill teams at every juncture we have to pass through.

>>29829307
>OMPs use the handgun skill.
So they do, huh, good thing the pastebins there

>>29829283
>>29829307
for fucks sake, stop samefagging when you want to modify your vote

Rolled 9, 5, 6 = 20

I'll make the last hacking roll.

Aside form that, I've got
>Attempt a hack
>Loot AN AK94
>find cyrus.

writing

>>29829347
chill down, namefag here.Votechange was secondary

>>29829058
Completely different anon than >>29828839 but he's fuckin' right.

Just because we were taught to play with legos doesn't mean we know how to construct actual architecture.

Rolled 8, 3, 5 = 16

>>29829204
>>Leave and try to find Cy
loot and go

>>29829353
Don't forget to loot some extra mags.

>>29829347
>Oh no! Two people disagree with me, must be samefag

Seriously?

>>29829383
Even if Niels never thought us anything we should and can still try it. Being untrained in a skill dosen't mean we auto fail. The DC's just slightly higher.

You all need to stop assuming I make my decisions for the same reasons that that autist namefag does.

>>29829445
>The DC's higher and we get negative modifiers.
FTFY.

>>29829383
Besides we're here to blow shit up, all of it. We already have our bonus for carrying a fucking bomb. A bomb that we should plant. There are only four of us against an entire space station, it's our only advantage besides Shock and Awe.

>Leave and try to find Cy
We press the attack. Every minute wasted is one where we could lose a squaddie or get killed ourselves. They are trying to pinpoint our location after all.

OP will deliver is becoming another running gag here

>>29829736
so if your incessant and annoying running commentary and terrible posting

>>29829758

20 minutes between updates isn't uncommon.

>>29829770
I'm well aware of that, but the namefag is getting annoying

You contemplate the terminals before you, so tempting with their loads of proprietary criminal information. You briefly consider running a .exe that you downloaded from the net after Niels finished giving you that Mocha 12 tutorial. Normally you wouldn’t have risked it, but you felt confident after the lesson. You boot it up, and about fifty pictures of women, men, and some mixes of the two in various stages of undress appear on the your HUD. Curing furiously, you restore ByOS to an earlier drive state. You had that one coming.

Wandering over to the two dead security officers, you snatch up the AK-94 that looks the least likely to fall apart. You’d like to take both, but between the OMPs, Model 223, tomahawk, and Det Core, you hardly have enough space on your suit’s tactical rigging for one AK-94, let alone two. Sliding the remaining mags form the guards into various pockets, and their credit chits into your wallet, you stand upright and stride over the airlock on the opposite end of the room.

Opening it, you stride quickly across a long hallway, as you near the opposite end of it, Cyrus’ comm icon turns green. Seems like you’re in range. You open the link.

“Hey Ivan.”

“Sup Cy?”

“Where are you?”

You send him your exact coordinates on the tactical map.

“Fucking perfect. I’m in the room you’re about to enter. There’s about three or four security personnel in here and they’ve got a whole lot more guns than I’m able to deal with. I’m pinned down behind a support strut. You gotta help me out of here.”

You glance through the airlock window into the next room. Four mercs are standing at various points around the room, all focusing fire on a pillar in the far corner. The closest one to you is still pretty far away, almost twenty meters away. There’s limited cover, this seems to be some sort of mess hall. Two of the mercs closest to Cyrus have flipped over a metal lunch table, and are in cover behind it.

>Plan of Attack

>>29829821
>stealth our way to the closest merc
>give him the good ol' hawk
>If they notice us, take his cover and start shooting, else start quickilling as usual

>>29829736
Your starting to drive off players with your faggotry, either tone it the fuck down or go away.

>>29829821
sprint into cover behind the closest pillar, then open up on the mercs with our OMPS to take out a few at best, and distract them at worst, it will give Cy some breathing room and maybe a small window to return fire

>>29829872

Seconding this plan. Stay low to the ground and avoid detection as best as possible before our first tomahawk slaying.

>>29829445
>>29829478
Look, I'm just asking that you please don't start trying to do shit for meta-reasons, especially on things that could endanger the MC or make the mission needlessly harder (ie. alerting them to where we are or initiating some kind of security lockdown.)

>>29829821
Go for the mercs closest to Cy in a surprise attack. Rush them, take a couple shots at one with the Revolver and Tomahawk the other. Take their cover and lay down suppressing fire on the other pair with an OMP.

>>29829821
Sneak up and melee the closest one, shoot the other with the revolver.

>>29829821
Are there any more metal tables? We could cover ourselves by using the same tactic as them.

>>29830008
Second this, but with telling Cy our plan so he can capitalize.

Alright, I'm reading a stealthy attack on the first merc with the Tomahawk, followed by a revolver shot to the other, then try to pin the remaining two behind the lunch table with your OMP, so that Cyrus can finish them off.

>Inform Cyrus
>Sneak up on merc
>Tomahawk
>Revolver shot
>Attempt to pin survivors

Will require 4 rolls of a 3d10. Extra rolls will be considered if the plan of attack should fail

Rolled 9, 10, 1 = 20

>>29830071
Rolling.

Rolled 2, 1, 10 = 13

>>29830071

Rolled 9, 4, 10 = 23

>>29830071
BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD

Rolled 4, 9, 8 = 21

>>29830071

Rolled 3, 1, 5 = 9

>>29830071

Rolled 7, 9, 5 = 21

>>29830083
>>29830092
>>29830095
>>29830103
seems pretty good, except for the tomahawk rolls

>>29830071
extra rollan

Rolled 10, 4, 10 = 24

>>29830071
hope you don't need this

Rolled 9, 7, 4 = 20

>>29830071
Extra roll here.

Rolled 1, 7, 7 = 15

>>29830071

You slide the airlock doors open, the hydraulic hiss too soft for the security guards to notice amid the roar of gunfire. Moving as quickly as you can without running, you take rolling steps across the mess hall, the soft click of your boots against the metal floor too soft for the guards to hear. You speed up as you near the closest guard, tomahawk raised to strike.

A mistake. The guard hears you somehow, and instinctively ducks, the tomahawk whiffing through the air centimeters above his head. You lean back as the guard lashes out with combat knife, spinning violently to face you. You aren’t fast enough, and cherry red bubbles up from your right bicep, stark against the black of the environment suit. You grit your teeth through the explosion of pain and bring the tomahawk down onto the guard, scoring a deep gash along his collar.

As the guard collapses you slam your back against the pillar he was taking cover behind moments previously. You hear a steady tinking sound as the second guard opens fire on your pillar. Seems like the stealth option has failed. Waiting for the sound of bullets striking metal to subside, you lean out from cover. Across the room, completely out in the open, the guard fumbles to reload his AK-94. You take the shot.

The guard’s head explodes.

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You can hear shouts as the remaining two guards realize they’re being flanked. You open fire on their position with your OMP, forcing them out of cover.

You comm in with Cy. “Take the shot! They’re in the open!”

“Can do.”

You hear a burst of fire. Peaking out from behind the pillar, you see two more dead guards.

Both you and Cy pat down your respective kills before meeting in the center of the room, Cy bearing a shiney new AK-94. You didn’t know they could come like that. “Well now what?” You ask.

“Well according to my map, Tsukino and Clayton’s circles are about the same distance apart but in opposite directions. What do you think? I’m leaning that we split up and meet back here with both of them.”

>What should you do?
>Yeah, let’s split up and meet back here [You will fall out of comm link with Cy]
>>Specify which merc you want to find
>No, let’s go together to find Clayton
>No, let’s go together to find Tsukino

>>29830579

This is going to sound retarded, but I think we should actually split up. Tsukino and Clayton should get backup ASAP, or we risk losing a squadmate, and frankly we can't afford to lose 25% of our firepower.

Rolled 10, 3, 4 = 17

>>29830579
don't split, that's a hassle with the bombs and all.Go get clayton, then get sushi,then bomb the place.We're bleeding, we need to patch it up or finish this fast(even if the neohg coagulates, the cut looked like it hit muscle)

>>29830633
Agreed. This is one of the precious few situations in which it's a good idea to split up.

Rolled 3, 10, 7 = 20

>>29830579
>>Yeah, let’s split up and meet back here [You will fall out of comm link with Cy]
lets go find Tsukino, clayton has the other bomb, we can spread them out

>>29830658
Seconding.

>>29830579
Ill second>>29830658

>>29829980
Misinterpreted the orange circle thing. Thought he was accessing a terminal for some reason.
We still don't have to loot everything all the time. We do already have our bonus, we're covered for now.

>No, we can totally hack now because I say so
>Not meta-reasons
Ohlroighty than

>>29830579
Split, we should go get Tsuki.

Rolled 9, 4, 10 = 23

>>29830658
Thirding.

>>29830658
Sure, let's do it.

>>29830658
Agreed.

Rolled 1, 7, 5 = 13

>>29830658
Third.

I don't like the idea of splitting up.

But I think we should go get Clayton first, as Tsuki is an infiltration and stealth expert and can probably take her of herself for a while.

Alright, people seem to want to split up and find Tsukino. Writing.

>>29830579
>>Yeah, let’s split up and meet back here [You will fall out of comm link with Cy]

I would say finding either one would be good.

>>29830579
>>29830658
Yeah as much as splitting up sucks, let's do it.

>>29830683
Forgot vote
>>29830658
Seems like a plan

“Seems like a good idea Cy,” you concur over the comm-link.

“Course it is. I say-”

“Dibs on Tsukino!” you announce before Cy can finish talking. “Ha. Ha.”

“Damnit!” swears Cy. “Fuck, alright. Man’s gotta respect the institution of dibs.”

Chuckling to yourself, you part ways with Cy, heading through the eastern doors towards Tsukino’s estimated location. As you hurry through the halls, you notice the lack of security guards in the area, despite the intruder alarms still flashing red.

Then, as you turn a corner, you find two guards lying a pool of blood, both throats slashed. Their expressions of shock turn ghastly as the alarms flood the hallway with red light. You walk forward towards the guards’ corpses slowly, scanning the corridor as you do. You lean next to the corpses, trying to see if you can find any clues or hints. Unfortunately, you lack the medical training required to make any assessment beyond “They got sliced up real good.”

Just as you stand back up, the lights in the corridor cut out.

>Roll 3d10.

Rolled 7, 2, 8 = 17

>>29831291

Rolled 1, 4, 1 = 6

>>29831291

Rolled 10, 7, 3 = 20

>>29831291

Rolled 10, 6, 9 = 25

>>29831291
Roll

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Rolled 5, 6, 10 = 21

>>29831291
roll

>>29831330
best roll. Other half will be up momentarily

>>29831291
Rolling to not get cut up by ninja chick.

>>29831329
Good enough? I'm newish and am still trying to figure out the roll system.

>>29831348
Why boner?

>>29831383
I think that was mine

>>29826492
Goddamnit I'm late again.
At least this episode hasn't finished already.

Oh, and Fall Guy, I'd like to take this opportunity to tell you how amazing I think your writing is, and this quest is goddamn good.

Instincts kick in, and they propel you into a forward roll. You can hear something whistle through the air your torso occupied moments previously. Quickly rising to your feet, you execute a back handed swing, and manage to catch something with your tomahawk. Jerking hard, you yank whatever it is out of your assailant’s hands, sending it clattering down the hall. You think you can hear a foreign swear, then an armored foot connects with your head.

You topple over, the blow dazing you for a half second. Not enough time for your assailant to retrieve their weapon, you ignore the shooting pain and reach out with your innjured arm and snatch their leg just as they lunge for it. Dragging them back away from their implement of execution you raise your tomahawk for the finishing blow.

Just then, the lights come back on. You’re not entirely surprised by the identity of your assailant.

“Oh, hey Tsukino. Didn’t know it was you.”

“... Many apologies, Kostov-san. I hope I did not injure you.”

You release Tsukino’s leg, allowing her to retrieve her katana.

“Any reason you were hiding in the vents?”

“I prefer a more subtle approach than you do, Kostov-san.”

“Most do.”

The two of you consider one another. Goddamn, can she kick hard. You rub your head, grateful for your helmet.

“I have some important information. There is a complicating factor.”

>What do you say?
>Go on…? [Hear what it could be]
>Not right now Tsukino. [Ignorance is Bliss]
>Write in

>>29831779
>Go on...

>>29831779
>>Go on…? [Hear what it could be]

oh man is this place actually an orphanage / puppy rescue base?

>>29831779
>Go on…? [Hear what it could be]

>>29831779
>go on

Rolled 7, 8, 10 = 25

>>29831779
>>Go on…? [Hear what it could be]
Come on, what is it?

Do we have to wait for the boss to blink before shooting it?

>>29831779

"Complicating how?"

>>29831779
>Go on…? [Hear what it could be]

>>29831779
>Go on?

>>29831779
>Go on…? [Hear what it could be]

>>29831779
>Go on…? [Hear what it could be]

>>29831779
>Go on

welp, that's unanimous. Writing

>>29831935
Dude I thought you had the option prewritten.
It was SUCH an obvious plot hook, how can you expect us not to take it?

>>29831959
>Prewritten

Never! I believe in always assuming my players will do anything.

>>29831959
he likes to give us the choice.Full choice.
It's really worth the wait,so don't worry

>>29831959
Sometimes /tg/ surprises. Like when we split the party.

>>29832015
NEVER SPLIT THE PARTY

except when you need to

“Complicating how?”

“It seems as though Limited Liability Solutions has been doing more than raiding Kilburne ships for resources and demanding protection fees. They seem to have be running a kidnapping operation.”

“Kidnapping? Kidnapping who?”

“Please excuse me Kostov-san. Kidnapping was not exactly the correct term. It would be… ransom? They are holding capture mining crew for ransom. And judging by the number there, Kilburne has not been buying their employees’ freedom.”

“And they sent us in to blow this station sky high without even thinking to mention that there were Civvies in here?”

“It would appear so, yes.”

“Son of a bitch! You’re right, this does complicate things, Tsukino.”

“I think we should attempt to reconvene with Jalali-san and Burnside-san, and work out a plan of action from there.”

>What say you?
>Yeah, let’s meet up with the other two
>No, we save the civilians now
>Write In

>>29832205
>Yeah, let’s meet up with the other two
Also, mention that there was another condition offered for contract completion, forcing the LLS forces to abandon the base.

>>29832205

Meet up with other squadmates first - our combined survival is number one priority.

>>29832205
>Yeah, let’s meet up with the other two

>>29832205
>>Yeah, let’s meet up with the other two

Rolled 8, 3, 4 = 15

>>29832205
>>Yeah, let’s meet up with the other two

>>29832205
Meet up.

3 questions:
How big is this station? Can we clean it from enemies?
How many civvies can we bring aboard?

>>29832262

Excellent point here - forcing the LLS to abandon the base.

>>29832205
seconding >>29832262

the demolition of the base was not the only acceptable outcome, rendering it such to force the LLS to discontinue using it also goes,

>>29832205
>Yeah, let’s meet up with the other two

Maybe we get the hostages into a secure room, then vent the rest of the station?

>>29832205
>meet up
we're clearly getting a bonus from the kidnapped, even if it rustles the contractor's jimmies

>>29832205
>write in
"Yeah, we need to get on the same page about this. My preference is extracting the miners and letting the company handle the paperwork, but I suppose that might not be feasible."

>>29832205
>Yeah, let’s meet up with the other two`
Another here or forcing the LLS to abandon base..

Shouldn't we wait and check how many civvies are in here? If there is only a dozen or so, couldn't we request a small transport shit to evacuate them? After that we can blow up the base to our heart content.

Through there might be a bonus for keeping the base (mostly) intact.

>>29832662
It depends on the ability of LLS to take it back, and the contractor's to keep it and make some use out of it.

>>29832732
not really
>They consider it a high-priority actionable item that the DLAID base is eliminated, which can either be accomplished via on site demolition techniques or the necessitation of asset abandonment on the part of Limited Liability Solutions.”
are the objectives, we fuck up their personel and render the base valueless to LLS and they will walk away

>>29832662
Honestly I prefer the method of making the LLS abandon their base due to the that allowing us to loot the entire facility.

>>29832764
We could always make the LLS run for it and then blow up the base when we leave.

>>29832764
my bad, thanks for the reminding.

>>29832839
>We could always make the LLS run for it and then blow up the base when we leave.
Agree with this

Let's meet with the others now though

>>29832662
>>29832732
>>29832764

The problem here is that we don't have any good intel on what would construe

>necessitation of asset abandonment

to LLS.

I'm all for being nice when we can be nice, but the civvies are an unknown that doesn't actually affect our objectives.

Best case, kill all LLS, put civvies on craft, eject them, blow base.

Worst case, blow base.

>>29832839
Oh I have an idea that was probably suggested earlier.

We could always hide the bombs and then use the bombs to threaten them.

>>29832897
>Best case
>blow base.

no need, we just need to render the functionality of the base unuseable, destroy any valuable and operation critical equipment and personnel and job done

>>29832942

Fair point, but the rest of my point stands.

>>29832913
that will not work, we need to render the base unusable, warranting their abandonment of it, or blow it up so they can't use it anyway

>>29832942
>4 Mercs
>Clean out a base of several thousand Security Personnel
>Not to mention heavy mechs, and other reinforcments that could arrive
You guys are asking for pain you know that

>>29832990
>several thousand Security Personnel
I don't think the enemy strength was listed anywhere.

>>29832990

Where are you getting these numbers from? It's a fucking large asteroid

>>29832990
>several thousand Security Personnel
wat...

no really, stop making shit up

>>29832990
>several thousand Security Personnel
You got a link to where FG dropped that particular bit of information?

>>29832971
In that case, we could (in that order):
1- plant the bombs
2- force all personnel to evacuate under the threat of previously planted bomb
3-Evacuate civies
3-LOOT!
4-Finally make the bombs explode

>>29833015
Making a prediction, mostly.
But it's gotta be at least in the hundreds. And we ain't gonna over power that many people with pure grit. If it's not hundreds, then I question the need to send in mercs at all.

Not yet anyway. Need moar implants.

>>29833054
gives them too much time to act against us, we came here to fuck up the base, and that is what we are doing, we're going to plan to deal with the civvies, then finish the op, not fuck around, we don't get paid for that

>>29833064
>If it's not hundreds, then I question the need to send in mercs at all.
once again

wat...

stop making shit up

we commcast some terrorist bullshit and say we got nukes.Our MC is pretty self-confident,we culd pull it off

>>29833054
>1- plant the bombs
>2- force all personnel to evacuate under the threat of previously planted bomb

I'm sure someone else will explain but just let me say that that is a terrible idea.

>>29833098
I'm not the one making plans to try and clean out a base with unknown numbers of foes.
Stop being retarded

>>29833064
>Making a prediction, mostly.

Please stop.
QM will clarify the number of enemies.
We can start discussing afterwards.

>>29833064
>Making a prediction, mostly.
Then fucking stop, now your just spouting bullshit.

>>29833112
What do you not understand about that not being our job, we were hired for a very specific purpose, and we will do that job, not fuck around and get shitty performance scores on our review.

>>29833130
no one is at this point, thats why we're linking back up with Clayton and Cy

>Stop being retarded
no u

>>29833113
I can try.
A. Our mission is to wreck these fuckers, not to get phat loot for ourselves.
B. If they live, they'll come back to be a problem. We're suppose to be a problem solver.
C. I doubt they'd believe it anyway.

>>29833140
we are here to get the money, not do the contract 100% as written.The more cash we get, the better, and our greatest income is from looting.

>small posibility of looting entire base

>>29833161
fucking this, nailed it in 3

everyone should stop fucking trying to stuff up the mission

>>29833170
>we are here to get the money, not do the contract 100% as written
okay, your completely fucking retarded, just stop posting because everything you say is moronic and out of character

Where are the character sheets for the other mercs? I've seen people referencing them, but can't find them in any of the pastebins. I haven't tried crtl-f through the older threads because I'm on my phone at work.

>>29833170
>we are here to get the money, not do the contract
...

Please, just fucking leave, you clearly don't understand the character or their job, all your doing now is babbling random shit that makes no sense.

>>29833203
I don't believe there are any.

“Well, we don’t necessarily have to destroy the base…” you mutter, trailing off at the end. “We just need to eliminate all of the LLS personnel in the base or something else along those lines to render it unusable, force them to evacuate.”

“Yes, perhaps that is possible, Kostov-san.”

“But either way, we need to let Clayton and Cy know about this. C’mon, we have a rendezvous point back at the mess hall.”

You take point and lead Tsukino back to the mess hall, the pair of you moving as fast as possible through the winding corridors. You keep on double checking your comm icons. Cy and Clayton’s remain determinedly yellow. You run up to the mess hall airlock doors and key them open.

You can see someone standing in the middle of the mess hall. They are tall. Much taller than a normal human. The man is covered in a mechanical exoskeleton, the framework plugged into an ENBI uplink grafted into his spine. Suddenly, he’s crouching, arm hanging low, as if he’s thrown something.

You look up.

There is a table.

It is headed for your face.

>>29833161
Fair enough.

So we go on a rampage and kill everything moving until they decide that it would be a better idea to just fuck off then face us?

>>29833203
http://pastebin.com/E747zHj7

>>29833161

While I agree with you that broadcasting is a dumb idea.

>A. Our mission is to wreck these fuckers, not to get phat loot for ourselves.
We're mercenaries, our only job is to get loot. Emptying out the complex is a good idea, getting on a loudspeaker is a shitty one.

B. If they live, they'll come back to be a problem. We're suppose to be a problem solver.
Actually since it's not in our mission details if they come back or not also falls under "Not our fucking problem".

C. I doubt they'd believe it anyway.
True and valid point.

Rolled 6, 5, 4 = 15

>>29833224
DODGE!
DUCK!
DIP!
DIVE!
AND DODGE!

>>29833224
TUCK AND ROLL, MOTHERFUCKER.

>>29833224
Last post for today, I'm getting a little burned out. DAQ will run tomorrow at 19:00 server time

>>29833228

A tactical rampage, but yes.

>>29833244
good run FG, cya tomorrow

>>29833224
Dodge it.

I said not 100%.Last mission we freed scientists(MO,BTW) away for loot, and it got us ranked up

>>29833224
Can we...uh...karate chop it in half?

>>29833238
>our only job is to get loot
no it is not, thats secondary and tertiary to our actual fucking job working for StrikeOut

>>29833224
Could our axe chop through it?

>>29833258
Because that loot had real, tangible value for all the assets in our company, you dipshit. Looting everything in this base and completely ignoring the job we're being paid to do with no tangible benefit to the company is going to get us in deep shit.
Stop fucking posting.

>>29833228
I'm game.

Let's just try not to do anything too crazy. Remember, our payment makes a note of how fucking looney we are

>>29833244
Awesome Fall Guy, We'll see you tomorrow then.

>>29833258
>>29833281
>>29833287

Thread's over you autistic fucks, time to pack it in.

>>29833280
enjoy permadebt and not reading the archived threads, then relax

>>29833238
>A
Er, it's not our job to loot. But that is seen as a big bonus, since it's where most of our money comes from. But don't confuse that for what our big wigs want us to do. We wanna stay on their good side.
Hey I ain't against looting the joint, but lets not compromise the mission to do it.

>B
I'd rather not go "Haha, it's not in the mission specs, fuck you guys!" to our employeers.

>>29833258
>>29833313
...

I'm not even going to both anymore, you don't even make sense at all.

>>29833287
Said it well. Stop fucking posting.

>>29833244
Cya Fall Guy, hopefully the retards won't be there

>>29833288
Lets keep to military and security personnel then.

Lets avoid killing mechanics, engineers and maintenance personnel unless they threaten us.

>>29833244
Thanks for running bro

>>29833323
agreed, lets wreck the base, if we can, maybe give the civvies a shuttle if there is one, if not, too bad

we have a mission to do

>>29833323
>I'd rather not go "Haha, it's not in the mission specs, fuck you guys!" to our employeers.

If they needed it done they should of asked. StrikeOut doesn't have a stake in this rock or who owns it after we're done here and they're the ones who pay us.

>>29833244
>DAQ will run tomorrow at 19:00 server time
Not 3am HOORAY!

>>29833323
>I'd rather not go "Haha, it's not in the mission specs, fuck you guys!" to our employeers.

But anon, that's how this works. We open channels and negotiate some extra pay.

>>29833685
> We open channels
kind of hard to do when we can't communicate with the rest of our squad, let alone our cruiser and handler...