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No point just letting him heal. Someone has to die and by god, it's going to be him. You grip the second bottle tightly as you prepare to throw.

"IF ANY OF YOU ASSHOLES DIE ON MY FUCKING WATCH, I'LL GO TO HELL ITSELF TO BEAT THE SHIT OUTTA YOU!" You bark out your command. "WE'RE GOING TO LIVE FOREVER! I SWEAR ON MY WORD!"

Everything quickly becomes a whirlpool of violence after your cute little speech. Maybe it's the drugs and equipment you gave your fighters. Maybe it's some anomalous effect. All that you know is everything is going red.

Ever since the beginning, there was war. And ever since there was war, men have fought for what they stood for.

Your head goes fuzzy. God, did you just hear something whispering into your ear? You try to regain your focus, if only so you can get a clean shot with the molotov.

https://youtu.be/ySHkRCho_80 (COMBAT THEME)

Despite not being that far away from the fighting, you can hardly make anything out in the red haze in front of you, though your ears don't fail you. A deafening gunshot. Metal smashing against bone. A depressing honk. A bellowing war crime from a true American.

You take in a deep breath and try to focus. Get the red out of your eyes. Someone yells your name. Isabelle? Monifa? It's a girl, you know that at least. You can't make out what's said.

You reel back your arm. Something's charging closer to you. You take a moment to step back before throwing your burning bottle. The sound of shattering glass and flesh igniting is always a guilty pleasure of yours.

Your vision clears up once the fire starts burning. You instantly regret it clearing up when you see what's standing only a foot or two away from you.

It towers over you, tall enough that its head...or heads, rather, are squishing against the ceiling. Dozens of thick, burly arms sprout off from a core of dozens of twisted grimaces. All of the demon's, nay, American's face. Several short, stubby legs keep the abomination upright.

A true one man army. His platoon can't keep up for long.

"YOU!" All of the heads bellow out, all staring right at you. "FIGHT ME LIKE A MAN! NO MORE OF YOUR FUCKING BOTTLES!"

You quickly stumble back from the creature as the last attacker, Vincent, slashes across one of the faces bulging out from the twisting mass of flesh and hate. This gets it's attention, causing it to chase after the chef instead of you.

As you try to adjust to whatever the anomaly has turned into, you take stock of everything. The cluwne is barely staying upright, with Gamma's shades long since beaten off his face (and a nasty hole in his left arm.) Delta's the only one who doesn't seem frazzled or injured (though most aren't as badly injured as B2 and Gamma).

His smile goes from ear to ear, showing off all of his teeth.

"ADMINISTRATOR? WHAT ARE WE GOING TO FUCKING DO?" Isabelle yells out, trying to get your attention.

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Whatever this form is, it's still pretty beaten up. Bruises and deep cuts cover most of the heads sprouting from the core, with the wounds taking insanely long to heal. You're not even sure if they CAN heal (Seems like your move to deal some permanent damage was a good one.)

What's your move? Please suggest an attack plan.

Current stats of you and your fighters.

Agent K: 10d8 (+4 from SANTIFICED BLADE, +2 from Blood Cocktail, 6 and 8s count as two successes, 1s count as -1 Success.)
Monifa: 8d6 (+2 from Pistol, +2 from Traits, +1 from MOTIVATION. Can reroll up to two dice per round)
Isabelle: 8d6 (+1 from Baseball Bat, +1 from Arid Dress, +2 from Militant, can add +1 to any FORCE die)
Cluwne: 7d6 (+2 from Throwing Knives, +1 from ROBUST. Succeeds on 1-3)
Gamma: 9d6 (+1 from Combat Knife, +1 from Stun Baton, +1 from Savvy, +2 from Blood Cocktail. May reroll all dice once per combat)
Delta: 10d6 (+1 from Riot Baton, +1 from Stun Baton, +2 from Traits, +2 from Blood Cocktail. May reroll all dice once per combat)
Administrator: 8d8 (-1 from Hopeless Wreck, +2 from BOOSTED, +3 from Molotov Cocktail, may distribute +1 up to three times to his rolls, any configuration. Has one molotov left)
Vincent: 6d4 (+2 from Chef's Knife, +1 from Bloodbound. Can add may distribute +1 up to two times to his rolls, any configuration.)

Rules for rolling
>Do not roll until the choices have been finalized. If it says Bo1 or similar, it uses d20s. Otherwise, it works off rolling the dice of your fighters.

>Focus on injuring the arms. Blowing them off should reduce his ability to fight back. (DC: 37. On a success, you'll reduce his combat effectiveness and hopefully knock him out of this form. On a failure, it'll be a slugfest with no real change.)
>Focus on crippling his legs. You doubt he can crawl faster than he can run. (DC: 40. On a success, he loses a lot of his mobility and becomes an easy target, reducing the amount of successes needed next turn. On a failure, you're not sure if he's going to kill one or multiple, but someone will be dead.)
>[BOUND BY DUTY] Honor the man's request. Ask your employees to toss you a melee weapon. (-2 FORCE due to the weapon change, puts you at risk of injury, but your employees can reroll two of their dice this round due to the moral boost.)
>[HOPELESS WRECK] This isn't fair at all! Chastise the fucker for pulling out this second form nonsense! (DC 14, bo2. You're not sure how he's going to respond on a failure or success, though you know a success is better.)
>Fuck, fuck, you might as well call those guys you kept in standby! (Which ones to call in? Currently on standby: Metal Beast, Spike, Future)
>Emergency button! Call in fucking X-Company already! (Will send in a X-Company taskforce to deal with this threat swiftly. Will result in Emergency Option going on cooldown.)
>Write in.

(Welcome back to hell, sunshine. Sorry for the prolonged delay, I just felt like I needed a bit of a break before I burnt out.)

>>5196855
Nice to see you back Overseer! If you need to take a longer break, I don't mind, just make sure you tell us before you dip out for more RnR.

>Focus on injuring the arms. Blowing them off should reduce his ability to fight back. (DC: 37. On a success, you'll reduce his combat effectiveness and hopefully knock him out of this form. On a failure, it'll be a slugfest with no real change.)
While going for the legs is the best plan, I don't want to risk our employees lives on it.
>[BOUND BY DUTY] Honor the man's request. Ask your employees to toss you a melee weapon. (-2 FORCE due to the weapon change, puts you at risk of injury, but your employees can reroll two of their dice this round due to the moral boost.)
>[HOPELESS WRECK] This isn't fair at all! Chastise the fucker for pulling out this second form nonsense! (DC 14, bo2. You're not sure how he's going to respond on a failure or success, though you know a success is better.)
>EBOW American again
I'm on the fence about bringing Spike into this or leaving him in reserve for next turn.

>>5196855
Welcome back. Don't worry about taking some time off; we'd much rather you be enjoying your writing.

>Focus on injuring the arms. Blowing them off should reduce his ability to fight back. (DC: 37. On a success, you'll reduce his combat effectiveness and hopefully knock him out of this form. On a failure, it'll be a slugfest with no real change.)
>[HOPELESS WRECK] This isn't fair at all! Chastise the fucker for pulling out this second form nonsense! (DC 14, bo2. You're not sure how he's going to respond on a failure or success, though you know a success is better.)
What is the anime nonsense, I thought you were *American*?

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>>5197053

>>5197053
+1
(Do we even know what anime is, though?)

>>5197053
+1
Motherfucker doesn't get his fair fight until he fights fair. If he stays in this form, I'm down to call backup.

>>5196855
I think I might have a guess to 'enlist/fracture core'.
Fracture core is just fracturing his core that he has, but 'enlist'... Given the mention of how Delta's been almost 'becoming' RBA and this second one man army form, I think it would involve Delta (or someone else maybe) absorbing RBA. Somehow.
I don't even know if we can get the 'enlist' paradigm now though, might be too deep down 'fracture core'.

>Sorry for the prolonged delay, I just felt like I needed a bit of a break before I burnt out.
No need to apologize for taking a break QM, I think everyone knows writing a quality quest like this takes a ton of hard work.

>>5197456
I don't think we're necessarily beyond enlistment, which is why I chose the [BOUND BY DUTY] option, which also allows us to save our Molotov for Velvet (assume that's what she meant by liquid flame) and the fact that every employee rerolling two failed rolls is more powerful/useful than Admin keeping two of his, even with the risk of injury.

I also don't think Enlist = Merge, I think something else may result from this. Besides, we still have the fireworks, Elixir, and Blessed Chains to work with, though we'll need Spike to grab both the Elixir and Blessed Chains.

Anons might want to have Admin use the EBOW by the way, no reason not to really.

>>5196855
Addendum
>Have Spike grab the Blessed Chains and Elixir

Also, we haven't tried out the Disablers yet, so that will be an interesting experience.

Seems like we're doing for [HOPELESS WRECK] and "Break his fucking arms"

Roll for the [HOPELESS WRECK] dice first. Let's see how it works out.

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>5197776
Roll

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>5197776

"HEY! WHAT IS THIS FUCKING ANIME NONSENSE!" You screech out at the anomaly. Tar trickles out of your mouth as you do so. "I THOUGHT YOU WERE AN AMERICAN!"

"I'M NOT GIVING YOU A FAIR FIGHT UNLESS YOU FIGHT FAIR! THIS IS BULLSHIT! WHAT'S NEXT, YOU'RE GONNA SWITCH TO COMMUNISM!"

The dozens of heads snarl in unison. "ALL TALK AND NO BITE, HUH? IS THAT SO? WELL, KIDDO, I'M NOT GOING EASY ON YOU! YOU GOT ME ALL RILED UP!" Despite all of his bolster and blubbering, you can see several of his faces twitch. Is he genuinely hurt by what you said? He takes a second to sit on what you said a bit more.

"...GUH! MAYBE I'LL PLAY A LITTLE BIT MORE FAIR. BUT I'M NOT GOING DOWN WITHOUT A FIGHT, DAMNIT!" The grip on his fists lighten a little bit. He's going to hold back, even if it's only by 5%. Good enough for you.

Failures are less punishing. Your employees will take less damage this round, increasing their chance of survival once all is said and done.

Someone roll for the EBOW (DC: 13, bo1, -3 successes needed to win on a hit) then roll for your fighters.

We're not going to die for 30+ days so I don't want one person roll a lot of the dice unless no one has rolled for a while, let some others taint the dice with their luck.

>>5197793
Alrighty, I'll wait for a newfag to hit this one then.

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>5197776
WEEEEEEEEEEB

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>5197793
>Someone roll for the EBOW (DC: 13, bo1, -3 successes needed to win on a hit)

Rolled 4, 5, 5, 3, 1, 7, 3, 1, 1, 1 = 31 (10d8)

>>5197793
Agent K

>>5197799
>>5197801
Don't know how you want to handle this one Overseer, as the first roll was meant for the Bo2 attempt.

>>5197806
Like I said before, AK is more of a gamble than a reliable combatant. God, how I hate being right.

We should wait until all the rolls are tallied before deciding on either rerolling her 1s or just getting a full reroll on her.

>>5197806
To be generous, I'll count the second one since the first one was null and void.

Rolled 5, 4, 4, 3, 4, 2, 2, 6, 2, 3 = 35 (10d6)

Rolling for Delta!

Rolled 3, 5, 2, 6, 5, 2, 2, 2, 5 = 32 (9d6)

>>5197793
Gamma.

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>>5197887
>>5197833
>>5197806

Rolled 4, 4, 5, 3, 2, 5, 6, 1 = 30 (8d6)

>>5197793
Rolling for Monifa (STOP JOBBING, GUYS)

Rolled 6, 2 = 8 (2d6)

>>5197949
The two rerolls for Monifa.

Rolled 3, 3, 3, 3, 4, 2 = 18 (6d4)

Rolling for Vincent!

>>5198044
Slap that 2x +1 on that 2 and that's a full 6 successes! Tonight's meal: Devil Carpaccio, followed by an 8-oz medallion of All-American Tenderloin in a Red Reduction. Don't ask what the sauce is.

Rolled 6, 6, 2, 2, 6, 1, 3 = 26 (7d6)

Rolling for Cluwne

Rolled 8, 5, 1, 4, 3, 7, 8, 8 = 44 (8d8)

Rolling for ADMIN

>>5196855

>>5198308
It's +4 for a success on all dice at d4 and above?

Rolled 3, 2, 3, 6, 4, 5, 5, 2 = 30 (8d6)

Rolling Isabelle.

Ouch. Looks like we're gonna need to burn some rerolls, gents. We still have 5 rerolls stocked from Paper Dice, I think.
Let's start by rerolling the ones with the most failures--K and Gamma first, then Delta if necessary. That way we don't end up risking too many of our successes.

Actually, wait. By my count...
34 successes needed, reduced from 37 by EBOW.
K: 0
Delta: 5
Gamma: 4
Monifa: 6
Vincent: 6
Cluwne: 4
Admin: 6
Isabelle: 4
We're 1 success over the new limit. I seriously want to reroll some of K's shit though if only because she might legitimately die with such awful rolls.

>>5198309
3 and above for d4s, 4 and above for most other dice. Unless the character has weird rules to her dice

Current successes
AK: 0 (Yeah you should really use that "reroll all ones" die on her)
Delta: 5
Gamma: 4
Monifa: 6
Vincent: 6
Admin: 7 (if you use your +1s to boost the 3 to a 4 or the 1 to a 4)
Isabelle: 4
Cluwne: 4

Huh. The DC was 34 with the boost of the EBOW, technically you succeed, but I will warn that even with the boost AK jobs pretty hard.

Wanna reroll her 1s to save her from jobbing really hard?
>YES (Lose your "reroll all 1s" die, prevent her from jobbing harder than anyone you have ever seen.)
>NO (Eh, failures are less punishing right now, she can handle one major fuckup, right?)

>>5198342
While it would be better for intercompany relationships to see her eat some humble pie, best that she job when the battle's almost over instead of just before the last stretch.
>Yes
And hey, who knows, maybe the fact that an Anomaly saved her ass will cool down Gebura a bit.

>>5198342
>Yes
I'm guessing that her getting 0 successes here means she's gonna be knocked out of commission for the rest of the fight, and we need all hands on deck.

>>5198342
>>NO (Eh, failures are less punishing right now, she can handle one major fuckup, right?)

Alright, two votes for yes, one for no. Unless someone votes no in 30 minutes, feel free to reroll her 1s.

After then, I'll write the update (The fight is pretty close to done, don't worry about this being a rolling dice simulator forever)

>>5198544
Actually, I'm sort of on the fence on this issue. While I recognized that this is probably the best time to utilize the 1s rerolls, I can't help but feel that she deserves to be jobbed.

Eh, I'm probably just over-worrying that we'll need these rerolls later in this fight. Mind letting me reroll Agent K lads, as the original roller who jobbed it for her?

Rolled 4, 8, 3, 5 = 20 (4d8)

>>5198544
Eh, fuck it. I'll deal with the consequences. GLORY OR DEATH!

>>5198558
Redeem yourself!
>inb4 all 1s again

>>5198566
A fat 4 successes, double up on the 8! Bringing it all up to a whopping 8 successes for K!
O-O-Overkill!

>>5198566
Red Mist avoided jobbing, finally

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>>5198566
REDEEMER

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Before any of your fighters make a move, a slip of fortune paper flutters through the air. It lands near Agent K, to the bewilderment of everyone nearby. You step a bit closer to read what it says.

"The mist will be stained red. Get to it."

The agent grips her sword tighter than you think is humanly possible, damn near cracking the hilt. You hardly have the time to shout out a command until she swings her sword down.

Severed arms rain down onto the ground. Almost immediately followed by a torrent of blood covering them.

The cluster of heads that lost their arms bellow out an anguished and absolutely fucking furious yell. They quickly move in to try biting the everloving shit out of the Agent, but she manages to avoid the bites with ease. Vincent takes this chance to slash away at the arms the Agent didn't fully cut off.

Isabelle and Gamma move in closer while the demon is distracted by Agent K, while the Cluwne prepares his next knife trick. Gamma takes in a deep breath before being the first one to make a move.

The heads fire off quick jabs (with one even spitting blood into his shadeless eyes), with Gamma meeting it back with a flurry of slashes. He slides back after a lucky jab slams into his stomach. Isabelle smashes off one of the weakened arms with her bat, which gets her a chomp to the shoulder in return.

Your two ranged fighters quickly fire off their attacks. A knife and bullet tear through one of the creature's arms. Seems like he went through quantity over quality with their durabil- OH FUCK IT'S CHARGING RIGHT AT YOU!

You barely have time to stumble back before he has already closed the gap. Those legs are fucking faster than you expected! You pray to whatever gods there are for salvation and...

"HEY! RED!" A gruff, boisterous voice bellows out. One that reeks of blood. Delta...? "FIGHT A REAL MAN!" okay your feelings got hurt a bit but fair.

"Eh?" The dozen of heads in front of you say in unison as the sound of flesh being crushed echoes throughout the air. "AOGH!" It instinctually swings several of its arms at you as Delta keeps crushing more of him.

You quickly duck back, only getting a nasty (if superficial) scratch on your left arm. Blood begins to ooze from it. Punches and claws kept being sent your way but its arms are too weak and damaged to properly get to you.

You reel back your arm. The others move in to keep the anomaly distracted as you keep making distance. The drug coursing through your veins is telling you to do one thing and only one thing.

"DO WHAT COMES NATURAL."

Raising up your other arm to fire an E.B.O.W shot at the same time, you throw your molotov. It hits dead center, spreading a glorious flame to burn away at the evil. Your vision starts going red again as smoke swirls around you. A vision approaches. You know you're close now.

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PERSPECTIVE SHIFT: Administrator --> RBA

It's not fair. I'm supposed to be the strongest there is. Our nation is the strongest, most prosperous nation there is. The freakshits are meant to be insects crushed under our heel.

If that's so, why am I losing? Why did I die back there, in the trenches, like a dog? Why did I wake up in that apartment, made for someone so much smaller than me? Why was I locked in that cell?

I tried so hard to rip their skin off. To kill them like the freaks they are. I broke a woman's arm. I smashed the ribs of a man like it was nothing. Yet they survived. They got out. I lost.

I should've wanted to break out. To be free of this prison. To kill all of them. Yet, I didn't want to leave. The world I came from was tough, survival of the fittest, one where every man must stand for themselves. Yet they gave me all I ever truly wanted.

A good fight, a good meal, and someone who truly understood what I wanted. Comforts that are so rare in war.

Even now, they're giving me what I want. They're honoring me, giving me the respect I deserve. All of the trash talk, being outnumbered so much, it's only to be fair to me. It's the fight I deserve.

Perhaps these freaks aren't so bad after all. In this dance of blood and violence, I've learnt something. Even the tar sack of a leader is a strong fighter. Perhaps we have more in common after all. Perhaps you aren't freaks after all. Maybe you're just like me.

War has lost that personal touch, that human element. Everything is distant, depersonalized, honorless. You die like a dog out there in the battlefield. No one to remember you. Just another name on a list. Left to bleed out.

Perhaps this time, I can be honored in my death. To be truly, truly free. To become one with violence.

SHIFT: RBA --> Administrator

Your vision clears up. You're laying on the ground, blood slowly oozing out of the scratch in your arm. You raise your head up, trying to see what the hell just happened.

The demon is back in his original form now but with dozens on dozens of deep, weeping cuts and horribly mangled bruises covering most of his body. His left arm has been hacked off completely, with his right arm pretty fucked up to.

It's impressive he's still alive. Your fighters aren't doing much better, with only Agent K having no major injury. The rest are beaten, bloodied, and overall ragged.

The demon stands up. Despite his healing stopping and blood oozing out of him like a fountain, he's not done. He grips his remaining fight tightly, ready for one last strike. "COME ON!" He snarls, still able to hold a commanding presence.

What do you do, Administrator? You don't think he's going to make it much longer.

>[BOUND BY DUTY] Give him a honorable death. Tell your fighters to finish the job. He deserves it.
>[HOPELESS WRECK] Walk away. Let him bleed out. You already won.

>>5199516
>>5199516
DIE STANDING, SOLDIER
>[BOUND FOR GLORY] Give him a honorable death. He deserves it.

>>5199516
>[BOUND BY DUTY] Give him a honorable death. Tell your fighters to finish the job. He deserves it.

This man deserves a good send off.

>>5199516
I don't want RBA to die, but I will respect his wish for sn honorable death. Stand proud, soldier. You've done yourself and your country proud.

>>5199516
>[BOUND FOR GLORY] Give him a honorable death. He deserves it.

IN GOD WE TRUST
HONOR, FAITH, INTEGRITY
LONG LIVE AMERICAAAAAAAAAA

>>5199516
>>[BOUND BY DUTY] Give him a honorable death. Tell your fighters to finish the job. He deserves it.
No one lives forever.


He's been a handful, but I'm miss him, whatever the next step is for him.

>>5199524
>DIE STANDING, SOLDIER
A man chooses...

>>5199516
>[BOUND BY DUTY] Give him a honorable death. Tell your fighters to finish the job. He deserves it.
We must extract.

>>5199516
>[BOUND BY DUTY] Give him a honorable death. Tell your fighters to finish the job. He deserves it.
"You were good, son, real good. Maybe even the best." -TF2 Soldier

>>5199516
>[BOUND FOR GLORY] Give him a honorable death. He deserves it.
At ease, soldier.

>>5199516
>[BOUND BY DUTY] Give him a honorable death. Tell your fighters to finish the job. He deserves it.

Godspeed, you inglorious bastard.

>>5199516
>[BOUND FOR GLORY] Give him a honorable death. He deserves it.

>>5199516
Change vote from >>5199983 to
>[BOUND FOR GLORY] Give him a honorable death. He deserves it.

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Alright, this is legitimately one of the worst things I've drawn since I first started a few years ago, but I'm tired, hungry, and want my kino. Only had access to a 7B pencil, so forgive the egregious leftover lines.
Here's my motivation piece, QM! Show me what you got!

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The final moves are quick and decisive. There's no more talking necessary. There's no need to think. You give the command and your employees spring into action.

This is what I deserve. A soldier's death should be honorable, memorable, never forgotten. A force that understands this deserves my strength.

It's quick. It's efficient. It's brutal. Two right jabs send Monifa sliding across the floor from the impact. A headbutt sends the Cluwne packing. A chomp damn near severs Isabelle's arm. Yet he doesn't have much energy left. Every attack causes more blood to ooze out of his weeping wounds.

Vincent slashes at him, only to get a claw to the face. Agent K stabs into the anomaly with her sword, only for the anomaly to send her packing with a body shove. Gamma stabs into the anomaly and...gets away, if only because the anomaly is so weak now.

The only one left is Delta. He charges at the anomaly and it charges back. Every last bit of strength America's Greatest Solider has is put into this final assault.

Two fists pierce deep into the other man's gut. Disemboweling the other in the progress. A final strength, a last assault, no limits. Delta, despite having a giant fist poking through most of his torso, keeps ripping and tearing until there is no more.

And then, Delta falls limp, with the anomaly's legs locked up. All out of energy. The others can only watch on in horror at Delta's guts spilling out onto the ground. You...don't how to feel.

You step closer to the two dying men. You're going to try saving Delta the moment this is over, you don't want another man dead, but you're not sure if it's already too late. Even if it is...

The demon looks up at you, holding onto the dying Delta in his hand. Delta chokes on his own blood but manages to make out a weak chuckle. "Godspeed, you bastard." Delta places his hands onto the arm piercing him. "Godspeed. Thanks...for the fight, pal."

"Godspeed too, bastard." The demon points a shaking finger at you. "You? You were pretty good too, kid. Thank you." A smile crosses the anomaly's face. He's crying tears of joy. "I felt dead for so many years but for the first time in forty seven years?"

"I felt alive. Thank...you." The demon's eyes close, his last movement being to bring Delta closer to him. He's still standing, even now.

"...You two were good. Real good." You nod respectfully at the two. "Perhaps even the best. At ease, soldiers." You see the demon's chest begin to slow down as a final hiss of air escapes his mouth.

Red Blooded American has died.
>[BOUND BY GLORY] All good men deserve to die with honor and dignity. It pains you to see a good man die a pitiful death.

The other fighters scramble over to try to save Delta, even if they're not in any real state to help or assist him. Spike quickly gets the medical team and their backup to escort the wounded to the medbay. You stay behind, having something you want to check on.

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Standing in the hallway is only two men, one dead and one alive. You envy how the dead one is in peace now but that's that and this is this.

You step closer, taking a better look to see what's left of the anomaly. Your better half, your honorable half, says that it's a bit too soon for Extraction but your spiteful half admits that this has to be done sooner than later.

You reach your hand up to his chest. Something's still beating in there, even after all of this. The flesh around it begins to dissolve until a decent sized hole appears in his chest and something falls to the floor.

A huge (at least the size of eight human hearts combined) still beating purple heart lays on the floor. Carved onto its surface is a modified version of the stars and stripes (you note some extra stars) and a single message underneath it.

"EVERY MAN DESERVES TO FIGHT FOR WHAT HE STANDS FOR."

The American Spirit has been extracted.

You pull out your PDA and send a general order to declare that the fight is over and for someone to secure and contain the new PARADIGM. You head over to the medbay to get yourself treated (including your injured arm from that damn [REDACTED]) in the meantime.

As you do, you wonder on how to honor the anomaly's death. A man deserves a funeral, doesn't he?
>Fireworks, food, a whole shebang. Sure, it might ruin the hallway even more, but let's make it fun!
>[BOUND BY DUTY] A quiet, respectful funeral with the help of Uriel/the Priest. He deserves a moment of silence. Bring in the BLESSED CHAINS and the HOLY ELIXER to use on him.
>[HOPELESS WRECK] No, you know he wouldn't want anything sappy. Get a few employees together, some wines and beers, and drink until everyone's stupid. Pour one out for him.
>Write in

You enter the medbay and to be frank, it's a total shit-show in here. Arthur, Emily, Seneca, and Uriel are scrambling to keep your employees from entering critical condition, so you go to treat yourself in the time being.

You notice a somberness in the air underneath all of the panic. You're not really sure how to address the situation. Even the snarkers like Agent K and Gamma aren't speaking up. Hell, even Emily's in a bit of a dour mood, with her usual sunny smile being replaced with a stressed and exhausted frown.

>Ask about Delta's condition. He's the most injured, do they need any backup?
>Just quietly heal yourself and leave. It's too awkward in here.
>[HOPELESS WRECK] Try to assist in the healing wherever you can. You're not letting ANYONE fucking die on your watch. (Tires you out even moreso, but should help relieve some of the burden)
>[BOUND BY DUTY] Try to raise the morale of the situation! Tell them how they did a great job! Something to break the silence. (What do you say?)
>Write in.

(After this, we'll be back to our regularly scheduled anomaly tard wrangling.)

>>5200634
Frankly still impressed with the amount of fanart this quest has gotten. You did good, even if you think otherwise.

>>5200895
We may need to get one more dedicated healer, 2-3 people to care for something like 8 attackers doesn't feel like enough. And we'll probably be incorporating more of the cast into our attack squads as they grow stronger.

>>5200895
>[HOPELESS WRECK] Try to assist in the healing wherever you can. You're not letting ANYONE fucking die on your watch. (Tires you out even moreso, but should help relieve some of the burden)

My reasoning is that as long as we can get back into our office, we'll be safe. We've also met our quota last time I checked, so once we slap someone into Refining (that D-Class, I think) we can end the day next turn.

>>5200895
>[HOPELESS WRECK] No, you know he wouldn't want anything sappy. Get a few employees together, some wines and beers, and drink until everyone's stupid. Pour one out for him.
>[HOPELESS WRECK] Try to assist in the healing wherever you can. You're not letting ANYONE fucking die on your watch. (Tires you out even moreso, but should help relieve some of the burden)
We've got our coffee, we'll be fine.

>>5200895
>[HOPELESS WRECK] No, you know he wouldn't want anything sappy. Get a few employees together, some wines and beers, and drink until everyone's stupid. Pour one out for him.
>[HOPELESS WRECK] Try to assist in the healing wherever you can. You're not letting ANYONE fucking die on your watch. (Tires you out even moreso, but should help relieve some of the burden)
Make a note to hire more employees good at medical shit

>>5200895
>[HOPELESS WRECK] No, you know he wouldn't want anything sappy. Get a few employees together, some wines and beers, and drink until everyone's stupid. Pour one out for him.
>[HOPELESS WRECK] Try to assist in the healing wherever you can. You're not letting ANYONE fucking die on your watch. (Tires you out even moreso, but should help relieve some of the burden)

>>5200939
Would sending a D-Class fit with the non-disposable requirement? Sending Delta as the mystic of blood if he can still do stuff after could work out.

>>5200895
>[BOUND BY DUTY] A quiet, respectful funeral with the help of Uriel/the Priest. He deserves a moment of silence. Bring in the BLESSED CHAINS and the HOLY ELIXER to use on him.
>[HOPELESS WRECK] No, you know he wouldn't want anything sappy. Get a few employees together, some wines and beers, and drink until everyone's stupid. Pour one out for him.

Quiet and respectful before the employees get stupid drunk, alright?

>[HOPELESS WRECK] Try to assist in the healing wherever you can. You're not letting ANYONE fucking die on your watch. (Tires you out even moreso, but should help relieve some of the burden)
>[BOUND BY DUTY] Try to raise the morale of the situation! Tell them how they did a great job! Something to break the silence. (What do you say?)

Ya did a great job, I want you all to know that. Beer is on the house tonight.

>>5200634
Good shit anon. RBA would be proud!

>>5200895
>>[HOPELESS WRECK] Try to assist in the healing wherever you can. You're not letting ANYONE fucking die on your watch. (Tires you out even moreso, but should help relieve some of the burden)

>>5200890
>Red Blooded American has died.
I'm glad we could give him the end he wanted. He was a headache and a half sometimes, but I'll miss him.

>The American Spirit has been extracted.
Oh baby. I have no idea how you'd use this thing.

>>5200895
>[BOUND BY DUTY] A quiet, respectful funeral with the help of Uriel/the Priest. He deserves a moment of silence. Bring in the BLESSED CHAINS and the HOLY ELIXER to use on him.

>Just quietly heal yourself and leave. It's too awkward in here.
It was our insistence at going the honourable route that allowed all these injuries to happen. I suspect the medical staff and injured might not be too thrilled with us at the moment.

>>5200895
I have an idea

>Stick TAS into Delta's chest hole

>>5201358
That... is certainly an idea. I'd like to actually see what it does first before we do anything so extreme, though. Feed it into the Detective, maybe.

>>5201068
+1

>>5200920
Maybe not a full healer, but having the medical staff teach several employees triage and designating them as "emergency nurses" should cover us for a while yet. We've got plenty of barely used employees we could use.

>>5201358
I'ma say no to that, seeing as we have absolutely no idea what it does nor how it works. And Delta is ETF; he'll be a pain to replace.

>>5201209
>I have no idea how you'd use this thing.

A handbook released to all Alphabet Companies who own anomalies, with the main ones being B, D, J, P, Q, R, and X Company. Earliest known copy circa 2111.

"WHAT TO DO WHEN YOU FIND A PARADIGM/WANT TO FIGURE OUT MORE OF A PARADIGM!
STEP ONE: GET GUY WITH STICK (IF NOT WEARABLE) OR GUY YOU DON'T MISS (IF WEARABLE
STEP TWO: POKE WITH STICK/WEAR IT
STEP THREE: ???
STEP FOUR: WRITE DOWN WHAT HAPPENS
STEP FIVE (OPTIONAL): THANK THE SURVIVOR FOR HIS BRAVE VOLUNTEER WORK."

>>5201358
You know, you could totally do that, since the only PARADIGM you know that helped speed up physical injuries is currently out of the building. I'm gonna poll to see how people feel about it (current agreement for the other votes is HOPELESS WRECK for the funeral and medbay, with a few bound by duty votes for the funeral and medbay)

>YES (Very risky, potentially high reward, might save him if everything else fails [hopefully?]) [d100 roll done by the QM if people agree to do this to see what happens]
>NO (You know literally nothing about it. For all you know, it just melts him on the spot.)

>>5201446
>d100
C-can we get a Bo3 or something, at least? Call it, uh, synergy with RBA. or for the fanart pls

>>5201446
>NO (You know literally nothing about it. For all you know, it just melts him on the spot.)

If Delta was going to die otherwise, I'd consider it. As it stands? He'll probably still pull though without it.

>>5201446
>YES

Delta's literally fuckin disemboweled his chances are better with RBA's blood bond coming into the mix he probably will have a better chance to live as he shares a few traits the synergy may effect it in a positive manner.

>>5201446
>YES
EXPERIMENTAL TREATMENT CASE IS A GO
Even if he bites it, it'll at least give us an insight on how the heart of a true patriot beats.

>>5201478
>C-can we get a Bo3 or something?
You still have one Paper Dice left (the two you used were a regular one and one made from the one you previously used, charged with "reroll a buncha ones" I gave you as a consolation for the Slasher incident) if you want to spend it.

I'm not making it a Bo3 since you're dealing with raw, not at all understood in the slightest anomalous nonsense. If it doesn't work, you don't know how to make it work.

>>5201446
>NO
Try to save Delta without the heart.

>>5201513
>>5201557
If Delta bites it now, we go down in our shift rating. At least save it for after the shift is over.

>>5201446
>YES
Fuck it, if we can use the Paper Dice it's worth a shot. Are ya feeling lucky, punk?

>>5201646
I reiterate- can we wait until we end the shift for this shit? Two fights, no deaths, and a paradigm extracted. That's close to, if not at, the best rank we can achieve. Don't ruin it because y'all decided to jump the gun before ending the shift properly.

>>5201688
I'm not sure if we can wait a full hour for Delta unless you want to end the shift immediately, in which case we won't have as much AE to spend.

>>5201645
>>5201688
Dude's gotten eviscerated, disemboweled, ruptured, he's not gonna make another few minutes, if not seconds in that state. Let's react with what we have and can do on hand, speed and agency is necessary for survival.

>>5201446
>NO (You know literally nothing about it. For all you know, it just melts him on the spot.)

>>5201692
I'd much rather we not gamble Delta's life and try traditional medicine before stuffing a large demon heat into him, but if you're aiming to gamble his life, I'd much rather get the reward for a S-Rank rather than grind more AE.

>>5201719
Still rather try traditional medicine first than gamble on the unknown, see if we can't stabilize Delta without resorting to abnormal means.

>>5201742
I wonder... OVERSEERQM, are we running with COOL, FAST FUTURE MEDS that can handle trauma situations better than what we have today? Like BIOSUTURES and SYNTHETIC BLOODPACKS?

Or is it HOBO, WHATEVER WE CAN GET meds in the medbay?

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>>5201719
>speed and agency is necessary for survival.
"speed and agency" are only good if applied to useful actions. We have absolutely no idea what American Spirit does, and shoving massive foreign objects into a chest cavity is not going to help, even if you could fit the thing into his chest.

Look at the size of a human heart in pic related, and ask yourself how you expect something *eight times larger* than it to fit anywhere in that torso, even if you removed other organs.

>>5201756
Most of the supplies you have on roughly similar to what you expect from 21st century medicine (give or take improvments done by alphabet companies given what anomalies can do), aside from the autodoc being able to heal broken bones and other nasty traumas with ease (or help keep those with incredibly nasty injuries stable enough for immediate care)

So you're in the middle between "SCRAPPER TIER JUNK" and "X-COMPANY LEVEL GOODNESS". The trauma kits lean closer to the COOL AND FAST end due to them being very user friendly.

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>>5201775
I UH MISSED THE SIZE DIFFERENCE
OOPS
Change this >>5201557 to a resounding
>NO

So it seems like a large No on the Heart Transplant, so will you concede and agree to sticking it in Delta if mundane treatment is ineffective. Also for the ranking thing it will be same either way if he dies.

All in all I think the bond between Delta and RBA will prevail

>>5201780
Delta is missing like 60% of his intestines and lower organs he has the room for TAS

>>5201833
>>5201838
anon, it doesn't do much good to try and heal him without space for his organs; they are not optional for continued living.

>>5201446
>YES (Very risky, potentially high reward, might save him if everything else fails [hopefully?]) [d100 roll done by the QM if people agree to do this to see what happens]
Become a freakshit-American hybrid as the last resort. What could go wrong when he's half-dead at that point?

>>5201858
Consider the fact it came from an anomaly with an immense vitality that disobeys common medical knowledge.

It will probably work

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Your brain is screaming at you about what to do with the big, beating purple heart and if you should use on Delta but at the end, you just don't have enough information about it. You'll only use it as a last resort.

You quietly wrap up your arm as best as you can, if only to prevent any tar or blood dripping onto the patient's wounds, but you go in to assist.

"Sir? We're fin-" Emily tries to curtly dismiss you but you gently push her aside. "No. Look, I'm helping. Go focus on the most injured already."

The air only gets more awkward but frankly, who cares about pleasantries after someone got gutted like a fish and the rest look half beaten to death?

You grab a first aid kit and start working on healing up Agent K. She's scuffed up but nothing that warrants a trauma kit, and those things are a hassle to get (bless you Churchland for giving you them for so cheap to begin with).

The redhead is very, VERY reluctant to let you touch her but the RAW AUTHORITY OF AN ADMINISTATOR forces her to play along. Faint memories flicker in your dying excuse of a brain, giving you enough information to know how to decently patch her up.

"Sir." The gruff woman barks. "While I appreciate this, two questions. One, what the fuck are you still doing out here instead of your cozy mancave? Secondly, what the fuck was this?" She holds up the slip of fortune paper that came fluttering into the hallway.

"Anomaly items. Made dice outta paper. They fell apart after someone got some lucky hits on a target." You tersely talk back as you keep working on her. "And I wanted to help. Simple as that. Is there a rule preventing me from helping my own fuckin' employees?"

"No, but a scrawny wimp like y-" You stomp down on her boot to get her to shut up. You're not really in the mood for this. "OW! FUCK!"

You complete your handiwork on her and move onto the next patient before your body gives up on itself. You glance over at the autodoc as you approach Monifa and...eugh. You look away. Delta's hardly in a state to be operated on, let alone looked at. (You pray the autodoc works.)

"Thank you, sir." Monifa hisses out, trying to hide her resentment for this whole situation. You flash her a forced smile. You take a mental note on how a good chunk of the wounds she took seem minor compared to the others. Is it the implant or something else?

You quickly burn through the first aid kit to patch up her. Your tar-filled bones groan in pain at your physical activity over the last hour, you're done. You can't do much else, but you're glad you got two people up and running again.

The two stand up to go ahead and assist with the others. As you turn around, you notice Ranger Zero (who seems able to stand up now, unlike Felix who's deeply, DEEPLY asleep(?)) slowly walk up to you.

"Question, Admin whatever." She jabs a finger at you. "Why do you keep leaving your little mancave? Heard stories that you fucking fought RBA, what the hell was going in your head?"

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Rolled 73 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

You ponder how to respond to her question, giving her the following answer before going back to your office:

>[BOUND BY DUTY] "Respect, for both you and the anomalies. I'm willing to risk myself to keep both of you safe and in one piece."
>[HOPELESS WRECK] "Is there a rule saying I can't? I'm an Administrator. I can do what I want to to keep this place up and running."
>"Can't give you a clear answer. I just do what I think is right."
>"Obligation. It feels wrong to watch people die while hidden away in a mancave."
>Write in (Multiple? Something else completely? Something that fits into both BbD and HW?)

You turn around and walk away. You'll check her reactions on your answer later once you get back to the office, you're just so fucking exhausted. You're not what you used to be, you can say that much, but at the same time...

It feels nice fighting alongside your employees. Sure, it's incredibly risky and realistically you're not going to risk your life constantly for them, but eh. Your more spiteful self excuses it as exercise.

"Ah! Shit!" Damnit, you forgot about that thing Velvet wanted. She wanted a "burning bottle" or something and you just used all of them. It's not like you have any gasol-wait you do. Maybe you could try making one with the gasoline? (that and to decide what non-D-Class to throw in the funny REFINEMENT thing, if you wanna follow what Fortune said.)

You pull out your PDA to send out a general order on what to do with RBA and the funeral. You're not really in a state to stick around and hang out, but you'll watch over the cameras to make sure things don't get too outta hand.

The airlock to your office opens up automatically and your body damn near automatically goes to lay down in bed but, no, you have to work. You plop down in your chair and finally, finally get back to staring at people doing things.

"...Good job, Sir!" S-4M cheerfully remarks. Clearly he saw whatever was going on in the medbay. "You truly are a great employee. Here." Cup of coffee. You grab it and instantly down it. Mmh.

You stare at Delta's condition in the medbay as you look through all of the anomaly work results. Multitasking is a thing, after all. You hope to god that you don't need to use a PARADIGM to save him.

>The QM will roll a d100 to determine how stable Delta is. +10 from your assistance in the medbay giving the staff more time to try healing him before it's too late.
>You may use a Paper Dice to make him reroll if you think it's too low.
>DC: ???

"GLORIOUS SHOW! GLorious sHow!" C-0RA claps her silly little robot hands at your display. "S-amuEL shoWEd me ALL of it! VeRY FUNNY!" You don't really have any energy to do anything but ignore her. You stare at the cocktail that's still in your office, one of the last things from RBA (aside from the metric fuckton of blood staining the whole fighting arena. Might wanna get someone to harvest all of that.)

The Work Order for A Hope for a Brighter Future is completed.
Abstraction Energy Count: +5/???
Employee Morale: Neutral
Current Anomaly Mood: Content
Working Notes - Employee A2
-I don't get what this thing's issue is. Can't tell if it hates itself or its going really, really hard on the repentance thing.
-I checked up on it after the coast is clear and it was scarily close to the airlock. He backed away, though.

The Work Order for Sirocco is completed.
Abstraction Energy Count: +4/???
Employee Morale: Happy! (R)
Current Anomaly Mood: Confused
Mental Notes - Administrator
-Wasn't she already aware of her condition, or does she not see the storm as a part of herself?
-There's a girl in there. Why do I feel like she wants someone to find her?
-I'm not good with kids. Thank the Father I brought the dog along.

The Work Order for Star of the Century is completed.
Abstraction Energy Count: +7/???
Employee Morale: Very Amused
Current Anomaly Mood: Horrified
Employee Trait Revealed!
D-H3247: Traumatizing (Bonding--, Subdue++, Presence++, absolutely freaks the shit out of most anomalies or employees)
Working Notes - H3247
-That bitch deserved it. Seeing her running for her life is the best thing I could want.
-I wanted so badly to stab her with my legs. Bitch doesn't deserve to be all stars and cool shit.
-Feel free to send me back there.

The Work Order for Til the Last Shot is completed.
Abstraction Energy Count: +6/???
Employee Morale: Neutral
Current Anomaly Mood: Neutral
Working Notes - Gamma
-Dude acts like he's compensating super hard for something. He's not all bark but even the demon was casual sometimes.
-P-District? Most people say District 16, you only mention the letter if you're really into or hate the company.
-Mirrors? Fuck, don't remind me about mirrors. Those things always show the truth you don't want to ever see.

Working Notes - Null
-Hypocritical hatred aside, this thing's a poor parody of a military man. I have more merit than he does.
-Room's getting coated in meat. Might want to extract it relatively soon unless you want a breach.
-I think our employee roster has a list of the employee ages. Might want to investigate that for whoever you send next.

The Work Order for Fire on the Velvet Horizon is completed.
Abstraction Energy Count: +6/???
Employee Morale:
X and B: Neutral
N: Content
Current Anomaly Mood: Smoldering
Employee Trait(s) Revealed
Employee X - Obedient Defective (Appease+, Nurture+, WP-, liable to obey anyone with high Presence)
Working Notes - B
-Yeah, this cell was reinforced pretty well but the heat still melted through it quickly. Might need help from K or I-Company.
-She's beating herself up pretty hard. Probably not all there mentally.

Working Notes - X
-Customer satisfaction is a prime directive. I hope we satisfied her.
-Family name? Might be avenue for future satisfaction.

Working Notes - N
-Creepy. Don't got much else to say.
-You know, for someone with such a royal outfit and from what I heard, I expected more than this weird sobfest.

The Work Order for Fortune for a Price is completed.
Abstraction Energy Count: +2/???
Employee Morale: ???
Current Anomaly Mood: ???
Working Notes - K
-Employees aren't the only ones categorized by letters. You're a smart leader. Figure it out.

The Work Order for The Art of Flesh is completed.
Abstraction Energy Count: +7/???
Employee Morale: Worried
Current Anomaly Mood: Analyzing
Working Notes - V
-He did not take well to the negative ones, yet not as badly as I expected.
-The notes aren't wrong. I could feel him losing his path. Cooking should not be simply a means of satisfying hunger.
-Please. Take care of him.

The Work Order for Chattering Lack of Common Sense is completed.
Abstraction Energy Count: +3/???
Employee Morale: Sordid
Current Anomaly Mood: The crowd screams and they scream for
Working Notes - P
-A name would've been recorded and said if it was remembered. Everything's recorded these days. Only the worst or the blandest people don't get recorded.
-I don't want fifteen minutes of fame only to get torn to shreds. What the hell was that dude thinking?
-Oddly tempting still. Better to die like that instead of asking a Gravedigger to scrap me or dying from an anomaly.

The Brawl with Red Blooded American has finally reached its end!
Abstraction Energy Count: +20/???
Employee Morale: Exhausted
Current Anomaly Mood: Died with Honor
Employee Trait(s) Revealed:
B2: ROBUST (All Stats Up!, has a lot of enemies.)
AK: Anomaly Discipliner (Subdue+, Stamina+, Presence++, has innate understanding of weapon based PARADIGMS and their copies)
Working Notes - Agent K
-So you can kill anomalies in this City. I got to say, he stood his ground and fought until the bitter end. I can respect that.
-The others are organizing that booze funeral later. We're too rattled to do it and the others still think the thing is gonna come back alive and kill 'em.
-Think your pal's binding ritual whatever helped, since the containment cell wasn't too damaged by it breaking out.

You damn near spit out your coffee at that last one. Holy fuck, guess this was your reward for honoring him so much. You wonder if P-Company is going to reward you for producing so much energy this shift.

Hour 6, Shift 7
QUOTA: 0/42 C-Extract Refined
A-Energy: 238 units, 0/hour
ICP-Energy: 4 units
C-Extract: 2

SPONSORSHIPS:
>U-Company: Perform two Crosstests and let your Inspector tinker with two of your PARADIGMS (available PARADIGM: God Wills It Thus, The American Spirit). 2 shifts left, 2/2 Crosstests done this shift!
>Q-Company: Cope with an increased quota of 11 more C-Extract. 2 shifts left.

INTERACTIONS [1 Hour Each]:

LIVING
>Anomalies: A Hope for a Brighter Future, Sirocco, Star of the Century, Til the Last Shot, Fire on the Velvet Horizon
>Assign Employee (What work type? Any specific instructions? To which anomaly? etc etc)

INANIMATE
>Anomalies: Fortune for a Price, The Art of Flesh, Chattering Lack of Common Sense
>Assign Employee (Same as Living)

MISC
>Facility: REFINEMENT ROOM, Explore the Fourth Floor (Unknown. Felix said to "be quiet" on it.), Unleash the Beast (4 A-Energy to activate)
>S-4M: Anomaly Analyzation (Two hours left on Future), Control Spike (what do?)
>C-ORA: Search Protocol (What do you want to find?)
>Assign Employee (To do what? Any specific instructions?)

EQUIPMENT
Weapons:
>Riot Clubs/Combat Knives (Assigned to ETF, grants +1 FORCE dice and a reroll per encounter)
>ROD OF OBEDIENCE (+1 FORCE dice, Subdue++. Unassigned.)
>Surplus Knife and Surplus Club (May add +1 to two FORCE dice. Unassigned.)
>BLESSED BLADE (+2 FORCE dice, deals Stamina damage to non-religious employees who attempt to wield it. Assigned to Agent K)
>Stun Baton (+1 FORCE dice, weakens an opponent on a success. Assigned to B2, F, and I. Leftover: 3)
>9mm Pistol (+2 FORCE dice, ranged, Current Count: 2. 1/8 AMMO in Zero's, 5/8 in Monifa's)

Armor:
>ARMOR OF THE FATHER (Physical Protection++, may block some attacks, FORCE-. Unassigned)
>Stab Resistant Vest (Physical Protection+, assigned to Security Offficers, two left over.)
>Weather Resistant Protective Gear (resists sand, rain, and mild heat. Assigned to whoever works on Sirocco)
>Gas Masks (Protects against gas based attacks. Current count: 4. Unassigned)
>Champion Belt (+1 FORCE dice, raises morale and lowers morale loss, hardly takes up equipment space. Unassigned)
>Security Helmet (Has a chance of blocking weak attacks. Current count: 4.)

(More details and weapons/armor will be kept in the Pastebin)

PARADIGMs
>Stats are recorded in the "Equipment" section of the Pastebin

CONSOLE COMMANDS
>View cameras in which rooms? (Write in)
>Broadcast an announcement over the intercom system (Write in)
>Manage Employee roster and Departments. (Write in)
>Edit anomaly dossiers and logs (Write in)
>Message an Employee PDA. (Write in)
>Call an Employee in (Who?)
>Leave the office.
>End the workday (Enters Downtime/Upgrade phase)

(Back to business.)

>>5204294
>[BOUND BY DUTY] "Respect, for both you and the anomalies. I'm willing to risk myself to keep both of you safe and in one piece."
>"Obligation. It feels wrong to watch people die while hidden away in a mancave."
Don’t expect it all the time, I ain’t the hopeless wreck I used to be. Should’ve seen me in my prime, those coffee benders were wicked.

>>5204303
Living
>H Future Bond
>O Nurture Siro
>Begin the show with D-Class and volunteers, Star
>Q, T, N Extract Shot, clean his cell
We’ll have N talk to him next shift.
>Admin, G2, get a Molotov together and Appease Velvet
I figure Admin might appreciate being a bit of a firebug. G2 is here just to get a profile on Fire done.
Inanimate
>A, Observe Fortune, ask about it’s history and a question of your choice
>B, Appease Art, oil and clean him up
>S2, Bond with Sense, acquire something useful
Misc
>Don’t forget "Lucky letters for Shift 8: A, E, G, H. Unlucky letters for Shift 8: D, F, I."

>>5204303
>>5204319
Misc
>Have U handle RBA’s body, and have L, N, and the others Extract/clean up the blood
>Call in Delta, Vincent, Talon, or Opal for an interview for refinement, we need a volunteer and Fortune says you’ve got his blessings, so to speak (Delta is exempt due to his critical medical situation)
>Test out American Spirit, don’t be stupid about it
>Refine 62 C-Extract with Fortune’s candidate
And unless you lads want to wait another hour (and assuming Star’s Show does pop off this hour)
>End shift

>>5204294
>[BOUND BY DUTY] "Respect, for both you and the anomalies. I'm willing to risk myself to keep both of you safe and in one piece."
I don't like Admin leaving the office, especially to do something he's massively not qualified for, but RBA was good to us, so we were good to him in turn. Hopefully we don't need to leave the office for at least a few days after this.

>-There's a girl in there. Why do I feel like she wants someone to find her?
We're going to have to send someone into the heart of the storm, aren't we?

>Current Anomaly Mood: Horrified
There's a certain degree of schadenfreude in seeing Star unbalanced.
>D-H3247: Traumatizing (Bonding--, Subdue++, Presence++, absolutely freaks the shit out of most anomalies or employees)
Ha! Yeah, that makes sense. I wonder if Shot would respect him, or immediately try to murder him?

>-Room's getting coated in meat. Might want to extract it relatively soon unless you want a breach.
>-I think our employee roster has a list of the employee ages. Might want to investigate that for whoever you send next.
Noted.

>-Employees aren't the only ones categorized by letters. You're a smart leader. Figure it out.
...Anomalies?

>Better to die like that instead of asking a Gravedigger to scrap me
Interesting little tidbit. We should look into these Gravediggers a little, see what they're about.

>>5204303
Fortune's fortune was for shift 8, but we have need need to push that far today. It also suggested using a bot for the Refinement, but seeing as defectives are employees, I'm not feeling that one either.

>Refine 135 using 93029Y
Should generate 45C, leaving us with a total of 103A and 5C. Assuming it's 3A:1C like I remember.
93029Y was picked because they were middle of the pack for N&Q test and not starred. Can easily be changed.

>>5204430
You guys bought an upgrade that makes refinement 2:1 instead. It's in the "REFINEMENT UPGRADES" section.

>>5204436
Sweet, I'd forgotten about that.

>>5204430
replace "Refine 135 using 93029Y" with
>Refine 96A using 93029Y
Should generate 48C, leaving us with 142A and 8C.
I'm willing to increase the amount of C we make, but it would also be nice to have the headroom to buy more stuff.

>>5204430
>>5204440
Using D-Class will make the refinement process fail, as well as kill an employee. All we'd be doing is cucking ourselves outta C-Extract and our shift ranking if we went with an under-qualified employee. Our best chances is following Fortune's preconditions for success and survival, as I think Fortune's luck will do more good by us than provoking his wrath.

>>5204696
>Using D-Class will make the refinement process fail, as well as kill an employee.
Fortune's predictions are not gospel. I like him and he's friendly, but he's still an Anomaly. Following everything he says to the letter is not a road we want to go down; it'll end up biting us sooner or later.

I'm not willing to sacrifice an Employee on his orders.

>>5204772
Fighting him now will lead to even worse luck, and Fortune's picks are the ones most likely to survive, in his own words. Not following his suggestions will lead to a worse outcome, with an employee dead, C-Extract lost, our shift rank ruined. I just don't see the point in fighting Fortune over this, especially since he specifically pointed out the one likely to survive, especially with his good luck. His predictions haven't proven false before.

On an unrelated note, a Future/Fortune Crosstest would be interesting.

>>5204816
>Fighting him now will lead to even worse luck, and Fortune's picks are the ones most likely to survive, in his own words. Not following his suggestions will lead to a worse outcome, with an employee dead, C-Extract lost, our shift rank ruined.

I'll say it again: Fortune's predictions are not gospel. Blindly following what he says is a Bad Idea.
Especially when he's telling us to damage or kill actual Employees.

>>5204844
While I agree that his words aren't gospel, they do have a tendency of giving good luck to those who heed them, and giving bad luck to those who don't. I think by listening to him, we compound the good luck into better survivability and gains, while if we don't, we compound the opposite problem, by killing or seriously harming whoever we put in there and draining us of more resources (more wasted A-Energy while getting less C-Extract). If we don't heed his words, the bad luck could force us to attempt a second refinement process because we would meet our expanded quota for this shift. Trust me, it's better to get the good luck buff and be done with this than getting the unlucky debuff and wasting employee lives and resources.

>>5204872
>Trust me, it's better to get the good luck buff and be done with this than getting the unlucky debuff and wasting employee lives and resources.
Anon, you're missing the point. Yes, it is nice to be able to get his luck buffs and not deal with the debuffs. But my issue with is that we have become effectively subservient to Fortune. Sure he doesn't ask often, but when he says "jump!" we jump. Our modus operandi is to work *with* the Anomalies, not be controlled *by* them. If you pay real close attention, occasionally when we're interacting with him those little 'internal though' things imply Fortune is intentionally steering events to some degree.

As I mentioned earlier, I like Fortune. But just because we had yet to find his "gotcha!" doesn't mean he doesn't have one.

>>5204885
Anon, we aren't submissive to Fortune. We ask for advice, and we listen to him because it's to our benefit, not out of blind obedience. We can freely choose to disregard his word, and bear those consequences, but I don't see the point in blindly defying Fortune's words when his luck could actively help with the refinement survival, and that's not discounting the potential resource or positive trait gain from our refinement upgrades. With bad luck, the D-Class will certainly die, wasting a bunch of A-Energy for less C-Extract in the process and losing our shift ranking. I understand your concerns of a potential "gotcha!", but previous experience tells us that heeding his words leads to better outcomes for the individual involved, and disregarding his words leads to worse outcomes. I don't see the point in self-sabotaging ourselves on principle alone, especially since we ARE in control of our actions, not Fortune.

>>5204885
>>5204916

We should pick a different non-recommended employee, and do a Subdue on Fortune next workday

It was mentioned before that he really dislikes Subdue, however we need to assert dominance.

I think this will strike a balance between both of your arguments

>>5204967
I would be willing to commit to the Subdue, even though I think it's basis is faulty and is more of a self-affirming powertrip than anything substantially beneficial in the long run, purely in an attempt to put this bit of autism behind us on both accounts, but we need to commit to a recommend employee if that's the case, purely for the luck benefits to their survival if nothing else.

I'll wait for another vote or two before deciding on anything but I'll write Delta's status now.

As you ponder on what to do with REFINEMENT, listening to an anomaly or deciding against it, you check up on Delta. It's a bit too much even for you, seeing someone who has a good chunk of his guns torn up and shredded, but you do note one thing.

He's still breathing. His guts have the structure of mashed potatoes and the doctors and autodoc are burning through resources to barely keep him in a stable state but he's not dead. However, there's no doubt that he's not doing any anomaly work orders or anomaly extractions until he gets fully healed. Or if you decide to use something more experimental.

The only other thing to note is that some of his smaller wounds, slowly but surely, are mending shut on their own. Guess that trait that the red skinned demon gave him is going to keep him stable, for now.

Delta is out of commission.

>-1 Trauma Kit, -1 Medkit, -1 uses on a Medkit
>Pastebin inventory will be updated shortly.

>>5204303
>>5204319
>>5204325
+1

>>5204319
>>5204325
+1 these, my brain cannot function well for this quest yet

P-Corp demands productivity, Overseer. The city needs its energy. For failing to meet your quota, our local administrative branch has decided upon an appropriate punishment: reduced coffee rations for the next 3 shifts.
Face the fear. Build the future.

*Purchase our newest Product lineup in 3 EZ-pay installments of 45 AE!

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>Have U handle RBA’s body, and have L, N, and the others Extract/clean up the blood
Yeah, having a corpse standing in the dead middle of the hallway isn't great. Unless you want it to be a tacky decoration for the rest of time.

The priest, alongside the assistance of the three other ETF agents, drag the corpse back to the damaged Containment Cell C to get it out of the way of the hallway. He's as stiff as a statue, locked into a defiant pose with his arms crossed.

The harvester, janitor, and several other employees who haven't worked much this shift (D, Y, Z) begin cleaning away and extracting the leftover blood. All of the parties involved quickly realize how long this is going to take and try speeding up their cleaning.

You'll say they'll be done soon enough, at least by the time the rest of the orders are through.

"What the fuck happened here?" Lily sniffs at the pool of blood staining the metallic floor. "Smells like a warzone in here. Can't make out any distinct scent in this damn mess."

"Did the giant fuckoff statue not clue you off?" Yovani chuckles sardonically at the harvester. "Pretty sure that's the cause if what the stupid files said are true."

"I COULD'VE TAKEN HIM ON IN A FIGHT." Zayne loudly shouts out for everyone to hear. The other five cleaners just look at him in mutual annoyance, not even bothering to dignify him with a response. "C'MON!"

>Call in Delta, Vincent, Talon, or Opal for an interview for refinement, we need a volunteer and Fortune says you’ve got his blessings, so to speak (Delta is exempt due to his critical medical situation)
If this was for anything else, you wouldn't have the willpower to deal with three interviews, but a simple question like this is short enough for you to squeeze in.

First is Talon. The airlocks open up, letting in a shambling meat suit of a person stumble in. The drawn on face doesn't really help make her less creepy.

"Would you be willing to enter the REFINEMENT room this shift? Fortune has giv-" The drone looks at you weirdly. Not at the order but moreso you even having to ask her.

"If that is my order, I shall obey it. I do not need an anomaly's input." Her usually formal tone of voice twists into something a bit concerned.

"Is that all, sir?" She tilts her head.

"Yes?" Huh, guess these things are willing to die for their work. The drone nods. "Then that is my answer. Ready at your command." She turns around and walks out without further question.

You were going to do some other interviews but she seems the most willing, and frankly you don't have the energy to do any more interviews. Better her than Delta, there's no way in hell he would be able to survive a REFINEMENT work.

(Meant to update a day ago but my phone got fucked up. We're back on track now.)

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>Test out American Spirit, don’t be stupid about it
Jack stands in the 3rd floor storage room where the heart is currently being contained at. Following the PARADIGM testing handbook, he has the proper equipment needed! A long metal rod, a stab resistant vest, and some gloves from a survival kit.

"Giant fuckin' purple hearts, creepy fuckin' thing." He mutters under his breath. The heart keeps thumping and thumping, blood slowly seeping out of it and onto the ground.

Jack pokes at the heart with a stick, making sure not to puncture it. The thumping quickly picks up, which calms down when Jack stops poking it. He steps closer and very, very carefully puts his hand on the heart.

Nothing happens at first. "Huh. Guess the stick wasn't necessa-" His hand sinks into the heart's flesh like it was molten plastic. "OKAY YEAH I DIDN'T EXPECT THAT."

He struggles to pull his hand out, only managing to sink it in deeper into the flowing mass of purple flesh. "HEY! HEY, CAN SOMEONE FUCKING HELP? HEY!" He digs his heels into the ground, pulling with all of his might.

Jack's arm finally gets pulled out of the arm. Due to not really expecting his arm to come out, the man stumbles wildly before falling right onto his ass. The impact causes a VHS tape to fall from one of the many shelves and onto his head. "OUCH."

He scratches his head with a red, thick claw. Then he looks at the claw he has instead of an arm. Then he looks at the security room camera. There's a moment of silence before he smashes his arm into the floor. A massive dent is made in the steel, twisting and warping it on impact.

"Holy shit." He stands back up. He decides to test out this new claw by smashing the rod against his newfound claw. The rod bounces off, only leaving a small bruise that quickly recovers. "Holy shit! This is cooler than I thought!"

For the rest of his experimentation, he tests out what exactly his arm can and can't break. An empty glass bottle, shattered. A hunk of scrap metal, crushed with some effort. The BLESSED CHAINS?...he can't break.

After a few minutes however, to both yours and his shock, the claw quickly melts away in chunks of flesh that fall onto the floor. All that's left now is a perfectly fine, healthy human arm.

>The American Spirit aspect revealed! (FOR+, Physical Protection+, increases the FORCE dice size of the employee by one step when activated. Only a temporary effect so far.)

PARADIGM NOTES - Employee J
-Well, you saw how it fucking turned my arm into a claw, so we can put "transmutation" as a property it has.
-Direct flesh on flesh contact appears to be necessary. Androids might not be able to activate it?
-I didn't even feel a thing when I smashed things with the arm. Felt wrong, like someone else was doing it for me.
-I swear I saw the text on the heart change while my arm was stuck, but I couldn't record what it was before it changed back.

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>H Future Bond
The actor looks at the work order and shrugs. "Future? The hell is that? Thought it was Reminder." Regardless, he heads over and enters the containment cell.

The knight stands in the center of the containment cell, standing guard.
The battle is over. I shall wait until my protection is needed.
H: Hello?
ANOMALY: The prideful one comes back. It's been so lo-
H: Wait, wait, you're the asshole who fucking nuked me with light.
Employee H steps closer to the knight, grimacing all the while.
H: The hell is up with this? Aren't you supposed to be a dude on a cross? Where's that?
ANOMALY: That is...
The knight looks away, not really sure how to respond to the employee's questioning.
H: Look. Fine. Let's get this over with.
H: Are you going to slice me in half with that sword? I wouldn't be shocked considering the LAST time.
The knight's grip on the sword starts to tighten. His breathing becomes ragged.
The first sin. The sin you had. Staring right at you. Will you be the bigger man?
ANOMALY: I am trying to be a better person, sir. I wish to help you, not cause strife.
ANOMALY: Please. Calm down.
Employee H runs his hands down his face. Sighing dramatically all the while.
H: Alright. Fine. I guess I do got something to ask you.
H: Don't usually see a lot of self-aware anomalies. Most of them are wild beasts or obsessed over one specific thing.
H: Why aren't you like that?
The knight's grip on the sword loosens as the topic is changed.
ANOMALY: I can't say I'm not obsessed with something. It is hard to escape what you're meant to stand for.
ANOMALY: The others stand for their own concepts, the employees have their own morals and beliefs, even the intruders have their own beliefs.
ANOMALY: I simply put my focus on making up for what I have done. As long as I can do that, my mind is satisfied.
H: Honestly, I'm thankful for that. Even if you're still a wacko like the rest of 'em, at least you didn't try to stab me when I walked in.
H: Unlike that giant meatball.
The knight groans at the mention of it.
ANOMALY: It reeks of sin. It is a shame that his soldiers are a great defense.
H: Oh, trust me, those fuckers are creepy. I swear, I saw Kor hanging out with them, but everyone else was staying far away.
H: Guess we gotta count our blessings, though. You don't gotta work alone.
ANOMALY: I suppose.
H: Well, I ran out of things to ask you, but yeah. Bygones are bygones?
ANOMALY: Bygones are bygones, human.
H: Neat. Don't...don't stab me the next time I talk about how great I am. Alright?
ANOMALY: I will try.
Employee H quickly turns around and walks out of the containment cell before anything else happens.

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>O Nurture Siro
The deadpan android puts on the necessary safety equipment, if only as a formality, before entering the containment cell.

The storm has slowed down to a crawl. Nothing is moving.
The android pulls out an apple and holds it over to the storm.
ANOMALY: ...mmh?
The storm picks back up as a gust of wind forces the apple out of the woman's hand.
ANOMALY: yummy apple...
The apple quickly gets torn to shreds through the sheer power of the storm's winds, leaving only behind an apple peel.
The storm slows back down to a crawl.
Children would rather sleep or play than face the truth.
O: Anomaly isn't in an active state.
O: Commencing further nurturing to keep it so.
Employee O walks up to the storm and places her hand in front of the storm.
Something wraps around her outreached arm, holding it tightly.
O: There, there. Take it easy.
The storm slowly drifts to the android. Employee O gently rubs her hand across the sand.
ANOMALY: ...idontwannawakeup.theladyconfusedme.
O: Lady?
ANOMALY: leakedblack
Employee O tries to hold in a giggle at what she realized the storm is talking about.
O: Oh. This is going to be a hoot.
She grabs another apple and feeds it to the half-awake-half-asleep storm.
O: There there. It's all going to be okay. Nothing's going to happen to you.
O: Okay?
ANOMALY: okay
ANOMALY: prettyprettysunonthewallwannaseemore
O: I'll tell the others to paint some more suns on here later. Hopefully the paint has dried already.
O: Want anything else, sweetheart?
ANOMALY: wannatalktomorecoolpeoplemagicladywascool
Employee O nods at the anomaly's request, giving her another apple before gently patting the arm its holding.
The storm lets go, drifting to a corner and curling up onto itself.
O: Sleep well, child.
Employee O wipes away at the sand that's encrusted on her arm before leaving the containment cell.
A sand-worn whale shark plushie blows around in the storm's winds.

Opal looks at the area the storm held. Aside from the metal being scratched and worn down on a surface level, there's no other injury to note.

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>Begin the show with D-Class and volunteers, Star
Employee D drags over D-C453Y and D-4C3 over to the containment cell. Seems like no one else wanted to deal with the anomaly's "show" after what happened to Delta.

Please leave. The show is not happening right now.
The three into the containment cell and see a curled up magician on the floor.
C453Y: Hello, miss! We're here for your show!!!
4C3: Uh. Hello?
D: Did we get something mixed up?
ANOMALY: nottheheartnottheheartnottheheartnottheheartnottheheart
D-4C3 and Employee D uncomfortably watch as the peppy, smiley D-Class steps closer.
C453Y: Hey, miss!! Are you okay?? Do you have brain damage?? Do you need help??
ANOMALY: pleaseleave
C453Y: Oh! Okay!
D-C453Y turns around and heads to leave the containment cell. Obviously, Employee D stops her.
D: Okay, no, what the hell happened to you? Aren't you supposed to be some loud and proud chick?
ANOMALY: pleaseleaveiwannabealone
The orange-haired D-Class shakes her head at this display.
4C3: C'mon. You're better than this. C'mon, stand up, stand up. Don't pity yourself, kyeh.
The magician doesn't respond to the girl's call at first but slowly stands up after a moment.
It takes in a deep breath and sighs.
Be a professional, if you want to be a Star of the City.
ANOMALY: I am not doing a show tonight. An incident has stopped my planning for one.
C453Y: Aw!!! I wanna see a cool magic trick!
D: Well, shit. We were kinda expecting one. Guess we don't got any business here.
While the other two are mildly disappointed (or thankful), 4C3 leans over and whispers something into the anomaly's ear.
ANOMALY: Hmm. You think that would work?
4C3: Yeah, trust me. It'll be really funny. It'll prank that Admin fucker really hard.
4C3: It'll be really cool. Trust me. I'm the great and lovable Ace, after all!
ANOMALY: Alright. But seriously, we are not expecting a show today. Please leave the premises for now.
C453Y: Aw....no magic show. I really wanted to see one...
ANOMALY: If you are very, very nice for the rest of the day, you'll get a show. Okay?
C453Y: Okay!!!
Without further ado, the three leave, not really having anything else to do with the anomaly.
The magician winks towards the camera.
Work on the show will be back shortly now.

Yeah, no, you're not in the mood to wait another hour. At least you know that Subdue does actually slow down and stop the Show from happening.

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>Q, T, N Extract Shot, clean his cell
After the janitor finishes cleaning up as much as the RBA battlefield as he can, he breaks off to join the two drones down at the third floor.

The three enter the containment cell.
AUTHORIZATION...BEGRUDINGLY ACCEPTED.
The fleshball looks at the various tools the three have and groans.
ANOMALY: Oh god damnit, it's cleaning day, isn't it?
ANOMALY: Get it over with. If I say to stop, stop or I'll rip your god damn throat off.
The two drones nods but the janitor gulps, clearly having some regard for his life.
The HoA and his assistant work on the walls while Employee N works on the floor.
ANOMALY: Eugh. Fucking grubby Q-Company meatsuits. Why the hell aren't you classified as anomalies?
T: We are not.
Q: We don't produce A-Energy. That is part of what makes an anomaly an anomaly.
T: We-
ANOMALY: Shut up. Keep cleaning, you fucking ants.
Employee N sighs as he pulls off yet more squirming meat from the floor.
The air quickly gets a lot more serious when three tendrils are pointed right at the employee's throats.
ANOMALY: Make one wrong move and you're gutted. Got it?
They all silently nod, as no one wants to mess with the thing holding them at tendril point.
Ordering those beneath your status is what you were meant to do.
The tendril at Q's throat slowly slides away, while the two aimed at N and T's throat stay.
Q steps away from the meatball, slowly and carefully, to avoid aggravating the anomaly.
ANOMALY: Nice and slow. Nice and slow.
ANOMALY: HEY!
A tendril lunges at N's throat,but it doesn't actually pierce his skin. It just barely stops
N: FUCKING HELL!
ANOMALY: THAT'S ENOUGH CLEANING! GET OUT! GET THE FUCK OUT!
The employees quickly scramble to put all of the extracted meat into the containers before running for the exit...
Except for Employee Q. He stands behind, looking back at the anomaly.
The ball pulsates, ready to attack, but stops when the HoA begins to speak.
Q: This is unbecoming. You should control your temper better, sir.
Q: Goodbye, sir.
ANOMALY: ...
I do what is right. To protect this facility. They have no right treating me like I'm an anomaly.
Employee Q exits the containment cell without further ado.

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>Admin, G2, get a Molotov together and Appease Velvet
You begrudgingly get up and exit the office. S-4M barely has time to tell you not to before you exit.

Heading to the third floor storage room, you grab the can of gasoline and quickly make a molotov with an empty wine bottle, around 1/5th of the gasoline can, and a torn off piece of cloth from a D-Class' outfit.

You meet up with Employee G2 and hand him the molotov, so you're not tempted to toss it yourself. He nods. "Thank you, sir." He hands you over the Salty Bathrobe, and you put it on, not wanting to be cooked alive

The two of you enter.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F95fEFmZJm8 (INTERNAL THOUGHTS SONG)

The bathrobe keeps you relatively protected for now, especially since she doesn't seem to be at full blaze yet. G2 pulls out his notepad and begins scribbling down notes, trying to avoid sweating too much.

Before either of you can react, the charred woman stands up. "You have what he threw. Give it to me." She raises a boney finger at G2. He slides the bottle towards her.

She picks up and cradles it to her chest. A weird look spreads across her face, the only way to describe it is a "non smile". Neither a smile nor a frown, somehow both.

"So, miss. Can I get a name? We do have a working title for you" G2 wipes the sweat off of his brow. "But a first name would be nice."

"..." Only the crackling of fire fills the air of the containment cell. G2 sighs, deciding to move on. "Alright, how has your first day here been? The current owner of this facility-" He nudges your shoulder. You wave at the anomaly. "wanted to visit to check up."

"Correct." You nod.

"The woman who set me in my place, it felt so wrong. Shouldn't women be put in their place by a man? Yet a befitting punishment." She dodges, or indirectly answers, the question.

"Gonna guess you have a husband." You spout out, rubbing the sweat from your head. Now THIS gets a reaction. She starts shaking in fear, clutching the bottle even tighter. Your head begins to throb.

WHERE IS THAT WENCH? I ALREADY HAVE TO DEAL WITH THESE FUCKING-

"no no please don't bring him here i don't want him to see me like this please don't." She's shaking like a leaf. Employee G2 tries to defuse the situation. "Miss, miss, your husband isn't here. You're safe."

"Please. Take a deep breath, I know some good breathing exercises." The two take in deep breaths in and out, while you're busy here trying not to fucking cook alive. God, your endurance isn't as good as it used to be.

Yet staring at that flame and molotov...it gives you the motivation to keep standing up. Drool leaks from your mouth. A revolutionary's tool. "I apologize, miss. As the overseer of this facility, I should've been more thoughtful." G2 nods at your brownnosing. You're well versed in the art of doing it when necessary.

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"Is there any complaints you wish to make directly to me?" Your vision is blurring. Better ask your new questions quickly.

"please, tell him to stop coming i don't want to talk to him i wanted to take his bottle for a reason."

"Him?" G2 raises an eyebrow. "Do you mind clarifying, miss?"

Your head throbs again. DIRTY-

"look out for a man with a mask i don't know him i don't associate with him please i'm a good wife please, please, don't let him-"

You quickly hand over the salt encrusted bathrobe to G2 and exit the containment cell. If you stay any longer, you're going to pass right out. Office time now.

You'll check the work notes later.

>A, Observe Fortune, ask about it’s history and a question of your choice
Back in the safety of your office, you watch Arthur step into the containment cell. Same old.

Employee A steps up to the fortune teller without much fanfare.
He squints at the machine, trying to think of a good question.
A: Look. It doesn't take a genius to figure out you're doing something behind the scenes of the last two battles.
A: Both times, it was reported a slip of paper flew by a fighter and it resulted in them doing serious damage.
A: What do you get from this? What's up with all of these riddles and orders? Where did you come from?
Employee A drops a coin into the fortune teller and pushes the button. He steps back as he pulls out his notepad.
He scribbles down notes as the machine starts shaking. All routine. Ritualistic, even.
...
No fortune is spat out.
Employee A is obviously confused at it. He stands there and keeps writing notes at this abnormal behavior.
Time keeps passing by. The room's silence is only broken by the constant scratching of pencil on paper.
A: Fascinating!
The two keep standing there. Time keeps passing by. More notes are written down.
A fortune is finally spat out. It flutters over to Employee A's clipboard and lands on one of the pages.
Employee A checks the fortune. A worried look crosses his face.
He quickly holds it up to the camera. It's remarkably long for a fortune.
ANOMALY: "The wheels of fate have been turning for millions of years. I have existed in many forms, and I have existed to be fate's arbiter."
ANOMALY: "The City tried to destroy my lesser brothers. For the companies to have full control of their own Fate. But I shall always come back.
ANOMALY: "Humanity will always strive to know their fate, and humanity will always build a machine to tell it."
ANOMALY: "Fate can not be controlled by any one human. I simply exist to give a glimpse into Fate's plans, for a price. For an exchange of value."
ANOMALY: "All manner of things shall be well. Everything that should happen will happen, as long as you listen to what Fate calls for. Thank you for your patronage."
Employee A quickly exits the containment cell.

That was the most direct answer you've ever gotten from Fortune. What made his lips loose this time around?

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>B, Appease Art, oil and clean him up
Staring into the eye of the abyss aside, you still got two more work orders to go through. Bill stretches his insulated gloves before entering the cell.

The chef is busy reading through the reviews. He hardly gives any attention towards Employee B.
Employee B walks up to the chef with a toolbox in hand.
B: Alright. We're here for a cleanup. Mind if I do it?
The chef silently nods, still utterly enthralled with the reviews.
B: Right. Just don't stab me or anything, buddy. I ain't food.
He opens up the toolbox and begins his work on the chef.
He wipes down the various bits of blood encrusted all over his chassis.
B: Yeesh. And I thought repairing Presley got bad at times. You need to take better care of yourself.
B: I'm willing to help, of course! Robots are cool! You just need some self respect, man.
ANOMALY: ...Perhaps you are right.
B: I've been around for a while! Of course I'm right.
ANOMALY: Thank you for this. A clean kitchen is needed for clean food.
The two smile at each other.
The work goes smoothly as the chef lets Employee B do his work.
A clean kitchen. A clean mind. A palate cleanser. One step closer to Perfection.
ANOMALY: In Napoli where love is king...
B: When boy meets girl here's what they say!
ANOMALY: When the moon hits your eye like a big pizza pie...
B: That's amore!
ANOMALY: When the world seems to shine like you've had too much wine...
B: That's amore!
B: I didn't expect you to be the singing type. Aren't you a chef?
ANOMALY: Presley hummed this song. I have been humming it when I am not cooking. It is a good song.
B: Pretty cultured tastes you got there. No wonder why your food tastes so good.
The two continue to sing the song as Employee B keeps cleaning away.
He finishes replacing the oil as the song comes to a close.
ANOMALY: When the stars make you drool just like a pasta e fasul...
B: Annnd done! Should be spick and span for a bit. Feel any better?
The chef nods.
B: Alright! If you need any cleaning, just call for Bill. See you around, Arty.
ANOMALY: I will tell Vincent this when he comes back.
Employee B exits the containment cell without any further fuss.

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>S2, Bond with Sense, acquire something useful
Last and VERY MUCH least, you have...him. You don't want to even give him a description. The long nosed robot spazzes over to the cell, chattering to someone on a brick phone.

Employee S2 skitters over to the TV.
S2: YOU. [[The silver screen]]! I REQUIRE [[The highest form of entertainment]]!
He twists with the dials, seemingly with a purpose unlike the others.
ANOMALY: ...hell...o?
A faint face is seen in the static before a signal is caught.
A Drone in a suit and tie stands in front of a horde of people at a stock market.
ANOMALY: "NOW LISTEN HERE LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, WE HAVE A SHIT TON OF NEWS ABOUT THE STATUS OF THE COMPANIE-"
A phone number appears on the screen, which the android instantly dials in on the landline and calls.
ANOMALY: "AH WE HAVE ANOTHER CALLER."
S2: NOW, LISTEN HERE. I AM SPEAKING DIRECTLY INTO YOUR [[Damaged Headphone Jack? Ten weird tricks to!]]
S2: I NEED ACCESS TO [[only costs 5A per month for a subscription]] ON THE DOUBLE.
S2: AS AN HONEST [[BESTSALESMAN1997]], I NEED THESE [[Low, Low, Low Price]] CATALOGS FOR MY LOVELY [[Consumers]]!
ANOMALY: "NOW YOU MUST KNOW THAT CATALOGS ARE IN HIGH DEMAND THESE DAYS. IT'S HARD TO FIND A FACILITY NOT FIGHTING FOR ONE."
ANOMALY: "WE DON'T HAVE A LOT OF GOOD, LONG LASTING ONES."
S2: DO I LOOK LIKE A [[criminal]]? I NEED SOMETHING THAT'S [[High value, low prices]] FOR A [[Coffee is known for helping heart issues]] MAN!
S2: SOMETHING SW33T. SOMETHING [[Sickly Sweet smells are associated with Gravediggers]]! SOMETHING [[Savor the sweet taste of NEO]]!
S2: WE HAVE SO MUCH, MUCH [[Anomalous Entity Extract]] TO PAY WITH!
ANOMALY: "HMMM."
ANOMALY: "WHY MY GOOD SIR, WE DO HAVE A M-COMPANY AND A K-COMPANY CATALOG LEFT OVER."
S2: EXCELLENT, [[Eggscelent]]! I CAN [[Quickly resell for a profit]] THESE! GIMME THESE [[Book-shaped objects]]!!!
ANOMALY: "WE'LL CHARGE YOU FOR THIS. DON'T EXPECT TO BUY CATALOGS FROM THIS CHANNEL FREQUENTLY, SIR."
S2: SOLD! IT'S NOT MY [[Not earned]] KROMER REGARDLESS! THANKS FOR THE [[Glorious]] DEAL!
The signal begins to lose its focus again. The drone's face twists into the closest thing to a smile it could possibly be.
Employee S2 hangs up the phone.
S2: HOCHI MOMMA! THIS DEAL IS [[IT BURNS! STOP! OH GOD IT BURNS]], I SAY, I SAY!
He stands up and exits the containment cell without further ado.

If what he did worked, you'll begrudgingly accept his help. At this rate, you just want to make a molotov and burn him alive.

The Work Order for A Hope for a Brighter Future is completed.
Abstraction Energy Count: +6/???
Employee Morale: Concerned
Current Anomaly Mood: Repentant
Working Notes - H
-He needs something to keep him distracted when you're not sending him to fight shit. I think RBA left behind N-Company's scripture.
-Weirdly aware for an anomaly. The others have some sort of denial or unawareness about themselves.

The Work Order for Sirocco is completed.
Abstraction Energy Count: +3/???
Employee Morale: Relaxed
Current Anomaly Mood: Sleepy
Working Notes - O
-She's a sweet girl, if hard to understand at times. It's hard to not feel bad for her.
-75% chance she is still asleep at the start of next shift. 25% chance she'll be wide awake.

The Work Order for Star of the Century is completed.
Abstraction Energy Count: +4/???
Employee Morale:
D: Neutral
4C3: Smug
C453Y: Happy to Work!!! =)
Current Anomaly Mood: Neutral
Employee Trait(s) Revealed
D-4C3 - Conceited (Bond-, Nurture-, Subdue+, Mental Protection+, Willpower+)
D-C453Y - Gullible (Bond+, Appease-, Subdue-, easily convinced by anomalies)
Working Notes - D
-4C3 didn't feel like writing, so I'll be writing most of the notes.
-Yeah. She was in a real funk, the hell did you do to her? Talking about a heart or something.
-Whatever 4C3 told her snapped her into a weird mood. Think it might has an idea now, and not a good one.
-Felt awfully quiet in there. Like there wasn't an audience besides the three of us.

Working Notes - C453Y
-She was so sad! I want to make her happy, please! =(
-4C3 says I'm slow for wanting to see the magician show but magicians are cool! :O
-I really wanted to see a magic show...

The Work Order for Til the Last Shot is completed.
Abstraction Energy Count: +7/???
C-Extract Count: +1 [High Quality activated!]
Employee Morale:
N: Taking a Break
Q and T: Neutral
Current Anomaly Mood: Aggravated
Working Notes - N
-Yeah. It didn't like it that much, I don't think we need an upgrade to tell that.
-Thank the Father we had a department head. I'm not sure we would've made it without him around.

Working Notes - Q
-As the head of accounting, I believe that doing this too often will lead to liquidation.
-It may have more reasons to hate the extraction than just wanting to spread its meat.
-I hope my ability has been useful.

Working Notes - T
-Tasty, tasty meat. It squirms when I hold it. I'm putting it in storage.
-It wanted to taste the white blood from my veins. Yet it had a deal it could not break.
-I'll be going to REFINEMENT, sir. See you there.

The Work Order for Fire on the Velvet Horizon is completed.
Abstraction Energy Count: +6/???
C-Extract Count: +1 [High Quality activated!]
Employee Morale: Neutral
Current Anomaly Mood: Stable
Employee Trait(s) Revealed
G2 - Impartial (Appease+, Observe+, Nurture-)
Working Notes - G2
-Self-hating woman. Clearly from a time period where women were treated incredibly poorly.
-Seems to fear and love the Molotov. Something she recognized or used before?
-Two "hims" mentioned. One is her husband, the other is associated with a molotov. Low-class, possibly?
-Very emotional and unstable. May be hard to control without bribery or N&Q. May need more therapy.

Mental Notes - Administrator
-Those voices I heard sounded like a man, not a woman. Was that her husband?
-Mask? Molotov? It doesn't take much to piece together what kind of person she's talking about.

The Work Order for Fortune for a Price is completed.
Abstraction Energy Count: +4/???
Employee Morale: Uncomfortable
Current Anomaly Mood: ???
Working Notes - A
-I think that was one of the questions it didn't expect. Otherwise, why would it take so long?
-This anomaly is a ticking timebomb, I swear. More and more of our future may be decided by it.
-Hard to deny this thing isn't warping reality as we speak. Did the worlds that were meant to happen get erased or was this always meant to be?
-I don't know. The fact it has done nothing but helped us is the thing that concerns me the most. When will the other shoe drop?
-Maybe this is why G-Company tried gathering all of those fortune teller machines so long ago.


The Work Order for The Art of Flesh is completed.
Abstraction Energy Count: +5/???
Employee Morale: Pleased
Current Anomaly Mood: Pleased
Working Notes - B
-He's a swell chum. Slick as a seal now. Good as new.
-Great singing voice. Really natural for a robot. A lot of soul was put into that piece.
-He was writing down some notes on some reviews he was reading. Didn't get much of a chance to check on them.

The Work Order for Chattering Lack of Common Sense is completed.
Abstraction Energy Count: -5/???
Employee Morale: ESCASTIC
Current Anomaly Mood: ???
Employee Trait(s) Revealed
S2: Rushed Dealmaker (Energy Collection-, Bond+, Nurture+, Willpower+)
Working Notes - S2
-I AM SORRY MY [[Worthless WENCH]] BUT CATALOGS COST A LOTTA MOOLAAAAAAH. IT TOOK [[free shipping]] AWAY AND CHARGED US A PRETTY PENNY.
-HOWEVER! YOU HAVE [[FAT]] TO SPARE! THE CATALOGS SHOULD COME [[nine minutes until it's ready]]! PLEASURE DOING BUSINESS!

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>Refine 62 C-Extract with Fortune’s candidate
Well, Talon seems to be the most willing, and Fortune hasn't said anything else on who it wants, so you're going with her.

The drone turns one of the many valves outside of the REFINEMENT room, dropping the required amount of cubes filled with a sickly greenish-yellow liquid into a bucket.

Employee X opens the door and gestures the drone in.

The airlock seals shut behind her.
Filtering through nonsensical information.
Contacting all known anonymous analyzers.
Sating the voices in my heaD IN M Y HEAD
Access Administrator memory...not possible?
Bloody hands and bloody smiles. You shall be one with me.
The clattering gears of my stomach are welcoming to you.
INITIZATION: REQUIRES MEAT. BEGINNING NOW.
T: WAIT, NO, N-
...What? Where did she go?
REFINEMENT...begrudgingly beginning.
A piece of paper flutters out of the airlock and into the hallway.
There is only a void where there should be meat now.

ANOMALY: "I have spared her. She will be back on Shift 9. Until then, she will not be available."

REFINEMENT has begun!
C-Extract Count: +62
QUOTA Fulfilled! You may now end the work day.

Shift 7 has ended.
Total Energy Produced: 274 A-Energy, 4 ICP (meant to make RBA dispense 3 after his PARADIGM was unleashed)
Total C-Extract Refined: 62 C-Extract

Current Energy Count: 144 A-Energy, 6 ICP-energy
Current C-Extract: 24 C-Extract

M-Company and K-Company catalogs regained, access to Q-Company's catalog regained! Extended Q-Company stock, U-Company's catalog, and sponsorship rewards will be given if you complete the sponsorships next shift.

Met the QUOTA!
Produced an incredible amount of A-Energy and C-Extract!
Passed Shift 1 of two Extended Sponsorships!
Extracted a PARADIGM!
Successfully contained a Containment Breach with no deaths!

One employee missing? (T)

One employee killed (D-10V311)

RATING: A-
Do you want to spend 6 C-Extract to bump it up to an A+? This is the highest you can raise a grade through spending C-Extract (A+ will have four choices to choose from, A- will have three)
>Y
>N

(You extracted five bags of Mystery Meat from Shot. Somehow forgot to add that in the Work Results.)

>>5209599
>ANOMALY: "I have spared her. She will be back on Shift 9. Until then, she will not be available."

Phew. Thanks, Fortune.
If the only difference between - and + is the number of choices rather than their quality, I dunno. I don't think 6 CE is worth it. That's a fair amount of purchasing power. However, if the quality of the reward [i]is[/i] affected by that, then sure, bump it up.

>>5209623
The amount of choices isn't the only difference, there is a bit of a quality increase as well. B will be better than B-, C+ will be better than C, etc.

Though it's totally up to you whether it's worth paying it still.

>>5209627
If that's the case, then...
>>5209599

>Y

>>5209627
I have no frame of reference for an +A or -A rewards, so I'd appreciate an example (real or fake) before we decide whether it's worth it or not. We only get to choose one reward outta this, correct?

>>5209623
Considering the amount of catalogs we've gained, it may be prudent to keep our CE for our shopping spree.

>>5209893
>I have no frame of reference for an +A or -A rewards, so I'd appreciate an example (real or fake) before we decide whether it's worth it or not.
This

>>5209893
A- example
>A loaded revolver (6 revolver bullets) with three extra bullets to spare.
>More meat! Acquire a Ranger or two ETF agents!

A+ example
>A loaded shotgun (4 slugs) with three slugs to spare.
>Select two catalogs you have access to. We'll contact the company to give you a 25% discount on all of their goods.

Sorry for the late response but that would be the some examples.

>>5209599
>>5210182
>Y

>>5209599
>Y

>>5209599
Y

A+ it is! Choose one of the following rewards! (Buffed them a bit to make them more fitting as "right below S-Rank rewards")

>The "Fixing up your fuckups" Package! (Three trauma kits, a "Ignore any one employee death" coupon, a spare Deliberator, and an automated Medbot to help your doctors! Keep those guts in!)
>The "WE NEED MORE FIREPOWER" Package! (One loaded shotgun [4 slugs] with three spare slugs and a spare pistol clip (8 bullets)]
>The "Comfort for everyone!" Package! (Your office and two containment cells of your choice will be furnished, making it more bearable to stay in. You may suggest what furniture you want added to your office as long as it's reasonable.)
>The "STOP JOBBING YOU FUCKERS" Package (Select three employees of your choosing. They will be Combat Trained, and if they already are, their FORCE dice are increased to d8 permanently.)

>>5210384
>The "Fixing up your fuckups" Package! (Three trauma kits, a "Ignore any one employee death" coupon, a spare Deliberator, and an automated Medbot to help your doctors! Keep those guts in!)

>>5210384
>The "Fixing up your fuckups" Package! (Three trauma kits, a "Ignore any one employee death" coupon, a spare Deliberator, and an automated Medbot to help your doctors! Keep those guts in!)
We were definitely going to buy more Trauma Kits anyways, so this is good. Saves us some cash. Additional medical instruments is also great. No clue what a Deliberator is, though.

>>5210472
Note to self, check that you actually typed the word correctly yourself instead of letting a machine do it. "defibrillator", not "deliberator".

>>5210384
>The "Fixing up your fuckups" Package! (Three trauma kits, a "Ignore any one employee death" coupon, a spare Deliberator, and an automated Medbot to help your doctors! Keep those guts in!)

>>5210384
>The "STOP JOBBING YOU FUCKERS" Package (Select three employees of your choosing. They will be Combat Trained, and if they already are, their FORCE dice are increased to d8 permanently.)

3 Employees? Would this include Rangers, and is so, would it effect their special combat modifier?

>>5210873
If it says "employees", anyone you hired counts. If I wanted to clarify that a certain group didn't count, I would say "regular" or "non-D-Class"

It wouldn't change the 6s being treated as exploding dice but you would still get the benefit of d8s instead of d6s.

>>5211059
;_;

>>5210384
>The "Fixing up your fuckups" Package! (Three trauma kits, a "Ignore any one employee death" coupon, a spare Deliberator, and an automated Medbot to help your doctors! Keep those guts in!)

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It was obvious which one you should choose. With a quick flick of the pen, you sign what you want down before washing it get sucked away by a pipe. Now controlled by the whims of the Company.

You decide to check up on how everyone is doing since you're not really in any state to leave the office for a while. At least until you get a good night's rest, you're not what you used to be.

Ranger Zero is busy laying down in the first floor Dorms, pondering what you told her eariler. There's a tiny, tiiiny silver of respect for you gleaming in her eyes.

>Ranger Zero will respond better to any speeches you give during combat.

As for the funeral you planned? Well, it's going about as well as you can expect for something that boils down to "get sloppy drunk". Gamma, Isabelle, the Cluwne, Agent K, and Vincent are sloppy partying in front of the corpse of RBA, rooting over a job well done.

Monifa watches on to make sure they don't get so drunk, they can't work tomorrow, sipping down some coffee instead of joining the drunken mess of a party. People occasionally pass by the damaged containment cell and see the utter mess of a party, which causes more employees to flood in.

Chairs and tables get pulled in from the break room, more beer and wine is brought in. It quickly goes from a funeral for RBA to a general celebration of not being dead (so far). The only people not there are the D-Class and the people who are working for accounting.

It's weird how the corpse isn't falling apart, unlike the last anomaly you had that was neutralized (A Quiet Day). A wide smile crosses the corpse's face at the celebration.

"Well, risking yourself like an idiot aside, I'd say that was a pretty good shift! Only two death- Well, one, but Talon's..." If S-4M had hands, he would be waving them like fucking mad right now. "Ya know."

"Eh. I'm ready to buy shit and go to bed. Maybe have a dream for once. I had enough fun today." You kick your legs up. You hardly have time to do that even before the catalogs come falling from the sky.

As promised, you got M, K, and Q-Company's catalogs, and C, N, and O-Company's catalogs are gone. Bright neon greens and pinks for the first one, bland greys and whites for the other two. Nothing here to note besides the notes on M and K-Company's.

"please, just take it. a robot has been harassing our phone lines and ruining our melody - M-Corp" and "For the sake of our safety, please, take this catalog - K-Corp". What the fuck? You hardly have much time to process what's going on before the rush to PURCHASE rushes through your body.

CURRENT CATALOG LEASHES
>P-Company Internal Supply, DlY SPCIL!!!, A Friend's Help: Permanent
>Lights, Camera, Action!, FOR THE GREATER GOOD, Ice, Ice Baby, JUDGEMENT OF THE WICKED, d/p-company mutual relationship catalog: Expires today
>Musical Madness Monthly, Prepare for Anything!, Annual Quota Monthly: Two days.

YOU HAVE

144 A-Energy
18 C-Extract
6 ICP
$500

Extracts:
6 Mystery Meat
14 Blood Buckets
1 Vial of Stardust
1 Vial of Bonedust
5 Buckets of Blueblood
4 Buckets of Blueflesh

SECURITY DEPARTMENT:
>Security Officer Bundle. Will contain some basic equipment for a security officer to use. (handcuffs, body armor, stun batons etc.) (2 C per Bundle)
>Box of flashbangs. COVER YOUR EYES BEFORE THROWING THEM DUMBASS (4 flashbangs per 7 A)
>EXECUTIONER MARK I - WARDEN MODEL. A collaboration between B, E, J, and X-Company. Automated robot built to patrol the facility and to "motivate unhelpful" employees. (4 C per robot)
>Construct an Armory. Will allow for the secure storage of weapons, PARADIGMS, and armor. Comes with lockboxes to store the equipment in. (9 A. 7 Spots Available.)
>Construct a Shooting Range. Stocked with targets to shoot at and practice weapons. Helps your employees aim better. (10 A. 7 Spots available.)
>Prototype Equipment. With a shipped PARADIGM and relevant research, U-Company will attempt to create items with similar (but weaker) effects for purchase. May take some time to return the PARADIGM. (1 ICP, variable A cost)

S-4M Augments
>SUIT. SENSORS. ON. Your facility AI will be able to keep track of individual employee health and their location. (7 A)
>Psychological Deconstruction. Employee aspects can be discovered out of work orders. New employees you hire will have their first trait revealed. (12 A)
>Anomaly Analyzer Mk.II. Your facility AI passively determines if a work result is good or bad. Your assistant will also be able to tell if an anomaly can be overworked. (11 A)

Facility:
>Destructive Refining. A special modification to your REFINEMENT cell will increase the chance of getting excess C-Extract. Fatality and incapacitation rates will increase, however. (10 A)
>Risk Matrix Analyzer. You'll get an advanced warning if a containment breach or Invasion is about to happen. (10 A)
>General Reinforcement. A containment cell of your choice will be fixed up and maintained by P-Company engineers to be up to model standards, lowering the chance of a Breach. (5 A)
>Construct a Room. Build a non-containment cell room of your choice [Dorms, Cafeteria, etc etc]. Will be stocked with appropriate if bare equipment. (1 per 6 A. 7 Spots available.)
>Construct a Containment Cell. Will contain the bare minimum to keep an anomaly contained (airlocks, energy collectors, reinforced walls, etc.) (1 per 8 A. 7 Spots available.)
>Acquire a inter-company Fax Machine. Allows communication to other companies for a fee, depending on current relationship to Upper Management and your facility. May open sponsorship opportunities for yourself. (13 A)
>Slightly Sterner Stock. Employees from now on have a chance of starting with a basic weapon along with their normal personal belongings. (10 A)
>Add more Empty Space. We'll contact S-Company to add in some more space to a floor of your choosing, letting you build more there. (11 A per added Spot.)

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ACCOUNTING DEPARTMENT
>Hire a Drone-Manager. Professional book cooker, highly trained in Energy Collection. (3 A)
>QUOTA Management. We'll cook our own books and offer you some finance. Every three shifts, you may ask you to lower your QUOTA by a significant amount, letting you keep more excess. (3 C, 15 A)
>Scrape the Fat. On future shifts, you may enable an optional QUOTA that is filled by certain Extraction materials. Succeeding it will grant you a free Rank Reward and some extra cash. (1 C, 10 A)
>Anomalous Things for Real Money. We'll take any useless "dollars" you have and we'll give you an amount of A, C, and/or ICP equal to the value next shift. ($6 per A, $35 per C, $125 per ICP)
>Dead Meat. We know you WILL have blood on your hands. You may sell dead employees back to us for raw cash or for Rank Rewards, should the employee be valuable enough. (1 C, 5 A)

Bribery:
>More Choices. Your extensive bribery allows you to gain an extra choice to choose from for your rank rewards! Wow! (1 C, 5 A)
>Precure Favoritism. One or all of your end shift rewards will be a letter grade higher next shift. Honestly? Depends on our mood that morning. (7 A)
>Cash in your blank check. You can ask us for anything you want, but you can only use this once, remember? B-Company will legally force it to follow it. (Write in what you want to ask them to do or give.)

Misc:
>A mime suit. Shh... (3 C, 10 AE)
>A clown suit. Only for the most robust and outright fearless combatants. Bwoink. (1 C, 5 A)

DlY SPCIL!!!
>Late Talk Show Perfume/Cologne. Smells like a talk show. Employees wearing this will be hard to spook or mentally mess with. (1 Blueblood Bucket or 2 Blueflesh Buckets per perfume/cologne bottle.)
>Late Night Cane. Bites like a talk show. Employees equipped with this will be harder to kill. (1 Bloodflesh Bucket or 2 Blueblood Buckets per cane.)
>Portable Camera Drone. A robot with a camera directly linked to your console. Can be sent to unexplored floors to get a better understanding of the situation. (3 C)
>Black Tar Coffee. A drink made just for you, you fucking wench. Purges your body of black tar for a short duration, increasing your Stamina. (2 ICP or 1 ICP and 2 C per cup)
>ADDERALL.ove.exe.mp4.png.exe CHIP. Install into a Regional Analyzer AI or an Android to make it slightly less unstable. (1 C)
>LAST RESORT IMPLANT. Install into a Human or Drone. When the employee is irreparably injured, they gain a major Stamina, Willpower, and Force statboost until they drop dead. (4 C or 1 ICP and 3 A)

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A Friend's Help
>Hire Mr. Churchland for a day. I'm always willing to help out a friend. (5 A)
>Old Martial Arts Tape. "Watched it too much. Don't need it." Choose an employee to watch this tape. They'll be proficient at hand to hand combat. Stacks with Combat Training. (4 A)
>Trauma Kit. "These are getting harder to make and there's a lot more demand. Sorry for the price hike." (1 per 1 C and 1 A)
>Hire Mr. Miller for a day. Trained in the arts of deception, strong throwing arm. (1 C, 2 A)
>Grandmaster Special Tape. Specialized training for you. (2 C)

Ice, Ice Baby
>Cryostasis Pod. Comes with the required cryogenic systems. Keeps anything inside frozen, food or person. (15 A, 1 C)
>Sno-Cone Machine. Comes with a cart and ten different flavors of syrup. (11 A)

Lights, Camera, Action!
>Costume Kit. Contains a variety of body paints and outfits to look your best. Some anomalies may also enjoy them. (9 A)
>The Freedom Rangers! Travelling performance with the help of R-Company. Will help keep bored employees entertained. (2 C or 8 A per day)
>STRAIGHT FROM THE PRESSES! Assisted by B, H, and J-Company, we occasionally give you news about the outside world. May hint towards anomalies, invasions, catalog changes, etc. (10 A, 1 C)
>VHS Player. Comes with a bundle of A-Company's best films. Use them on any TV you wish! (8 A)

For the Greater Good
>K-9 Unit. A canine trained to be the perfect guard dog. Also used by ETF agents. (1 C)
>9mm magazine. Holds 8 shots. Good enough to disable weak entities. (2 C or 8 A per magazine. Don't you dare call it a clip.)
>Priority Safeguard. Requires Emergency Option. You may use Emergency Option every three days instead. Soldiers will also be more armed. (10 A, 2 C)
>Weapon Bundle Box. Still used by syndicate companies to arm operatives. Contains 3-4 random pieces of armor and/or weaponry. May rarely contain firearms. (3 C or 11 A or 1 ICP per box)

JUDGEMENT FOR THE WICKED
>SECURITY WATCH. We'll keep an eye out for any shady figures and try to keep them away from your facility, reducing the chance of an Invasion (11 A or 2 C per day of extra security.)
>DEAD MEAT TRAINING. Applies only to D-Class. Aims to train them in a specific occuptation. (1 C per D-Class. Select what occupation you want.)

d/p-company mutual relationship catalog
>ai override. your ai can directly override one of your androids to gain control over his/her body. good for stopping disobedience. (10 A, 1 C)
>temporary anomalous transfer. we'll give you an anomaly of ours for a shift. you keep any energy it produces. warning, our beasts are pretty rough. (2 ICP or 2 C if you temporarily transfer over one of your own anomalies)
>employee transfer. for a varing fee, we can exchange a worthless employee for a (hopefully) better one. (Variable A or C depending on the employee.)
>specialty coffee bundle. made with the help of c and o-company. variants include doublecaf, triplecaf, energy drink mixed, and desert. (13 A)

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Annual Quota Monthly
>Company Assistance. At the end of each day, you may transfer any spare C-Extract over to Q-Company. Depending on how much you give them, you may request specific items directly from them. (1 C, 10 A)
>Challenge Quota. You may allow Q-Company to add an additional quota of C-Extract to give to them at the end of a shift. Successfully meeting it will give you a choice of two rewards from Q-Company. (2 C, 5 A)
>Streamlined Production. Dead employees may be refined as well as A-Energy. A corpse will be equivalent to 3 A-Energy. (2 C, 3 A)
>Hire a faceless Drone. "Never sleeps, eats, or drinks!" (1 A)
>"FOOD" and "DRINK". The blandest food and drinks made by Q-Company. Anomalies fed this will be inflicted with a sudden and powerful rush of apathy. (8 A or any two Anomalous Extract per 2 FOOD and DRINK)

Prepare for Anything!
>Safe Spots. Pick a floor. Several nooks and hidden areas will be hidden for non-combative employees to hide in during a Breach or Invasion. (9 A per floor)
>Gas Masks. Protects an employee from any gas, airborne viruses, etc in the air. Offers no other protection. (2 per 3 A)
>HAPPY FUN GAS. Lethal nerve gas. Can be pumped through your facility on your command. (8 A, 1 C)
>Install a Safety Measure. Used in case of a Breach to slow down or stop an anomaly in its tracks. Pick a containment cell and we'll install it by the time you wake up.
-Zap Special. The airlock will be sealed shut and will be electricifed. A-Energy can be spent to increase the power. (3 C or 11 A per cell.)
-Cryogenetic Flood. The containment cell will be flooded with liquid nitrogen, freezing the room and anomaly. (2 C and 5 A or 14 A per cell.)
-Comforting Mode. The containment cell will adjust to make the containment cell as alluring to stay in as possible. Deactivates after a hour or two. (1 C and 4 A per cell.)
>Build a Reinforced Containment Cell. A containment cell that has been reinforced to keep in some more troublesome anomalies. (11 A. 7 Spots left.)

Musical Madness Monthly
>Subliminal Brainwashing. While the subliminal is on, you will occasionally get +1 A-Energy when working on an anomaly. The subliminal stresses out Employees. (10 A)
>EMBRACE THE VIOLENCE Discography. When played, both Anomalies and Employees listening will act far more violent, boosting the damage the former does and the amount of FORCE dice the latter rolls. (6 A, 1 C)
>Instrument Bundle. Contains various instruments, pretty self explanatory. Useful for Bonding and Nurture works. (5 A or 1 C)
>Band Tickets. Give these to an employee and their morale will be maxed out, boosting much energy they collect and how skilled they are for a few hours. (1 C per ticket.)

Human Resources
>Hire a new employee. (2 A)
>Hire a random Android model. (1 A)
>Hire a Defective Android (2 per A)
>Hire a Disposable. Violent and untrained. Unfazed by most sights. (2 per A)
>Hire an ETF Agent (1 C, 4 A)
>Hire a Janitor. Slightly improves Employee morale when alive. (3 A)

>Hire a Chef. Slightly increases Anomaly morale on Nurture work. (3 A)
>Hire a Dog. Absolutely adorable. (1 A)
>Hire a "Regular" Dog. Not an employee but still lovable. (1 A)
>Hire a Psychologist. Has knowledge on the mind. both human and anomalous. (5 A)

Leftover coupon: 25% discount on any item on P-Company's or the DAILY SPECIALS!!!/DIY SPCIL catalog.

>Select your purchases (write in what you want)
>Update the threat and containment ratings of your anomalies (write in)
>[HOPELESS WRECK] Wait, don't tell me M-Corp is talking about who you think they are. Talk to S2. Right fucking now.
>[BOUND BY DUTY] He helped you, just be the bigger man here. Give him a thumbs up for being useful.
>Ask S-4M or C-0RA something (write in what you wanna ask)
>Write in

(Shopping time. Good luck picking what you wanna grab.)

>>5211672
Here we go again

>Construct an Armory. Will allow for the secure storage of weapons, PARADIGMS, and armor. Comes with lockboxes to store the equipment in. (9 A. 7 Spots Available.)
>Acquire a inter-company Fax Machine. Allows communication to other companies for a fee, depending on current relationship to Upper Management and your facility. May open sponsorship opportunities for yourself. (13 A)

>>5211682
>Hire a Drone-Manager. Professional book cooker, highly trained in Energy Collection. (3 A)
>QUOTA Management. We'll cook our own books and offer you some finance. Every three shifts, you may ask you to lower your QUOTA by a significant amount, letting you keep more excess. (3 C, 15 A)
>Scrape the Fat. On future shifts, you may enable an optional QUOTA that is filled by certain Extraction materials. Succeeding it will grant you a free Rank Reward and some extra cash. (1 C, 10 A)
>More Choices. Your extensive bribery allows you to gain an extra choice to choose from for your rank rewards! Wow! (1 C, 5 A)
>Precure Favoritism. One or all of your end shift rewards will be a letter grade higher next shift. Honestly? Depends on our mood that morning. (7 A)
>Late Talk Show Perfume/Cologne. Smells like a talk show. Employees wearing this will be hard to spook or mentally mess with. (1 Blueblood Bucket per perfume/cologne bottle.) (2)
>Late Night Cane. Bites like a talk show. Employees equipped with this will be harder to kill. (1 Bloodflesh Bucket per cane.) (2)
>Portable Camera Drone. (3 C)
>Black Tar Coffee. A drink made just for you, you fucking wench. Purges your body of black tar for a short duration, increasing your Stamina. (2 ICP or 1 ICP and 2 C per cup)
>ADDERALL.ove.exe.mp4.png.exe CHIP. Install into a Regional Analyzer AI or an Android to make it slightly less unstable. (1 C)

>>5211683
>Grandmaster Special Tape. Specialized training for you. (2 C)
>Cryostasis Pod. (15 A, 1 C)
>Sno-Cone Machine. Comes with a cart and ten different flavors of syrup. (11 A)
>Costume Kit. (9 A)
>The Freedom Rangers! Travelling performance with the help of R-Company. Will help keep bored employees entertained. (8 A per day)
>STRAIGHT FROM THE PRESSES! (10 A, 1 C)
>VHS Player. Comes with a bundle of A-Company's best films. Use them on any TV you wish! (8 A)
>K-9 Unit. (1 C)
>Priority Safeguard. Requires Emergency Option. (10 A, 2 C)
>Weapon Bundle Box. (1 ICP per box) (2)
>specialty coffee bundle. (13 A)

>>5211686
>Challenge Quota. You may allow Q-Company to add an additional quota of C-Extract to give to them at the end of a shift. (2 C, 5 A)
>Instrument Bundle. Contains various instruments, pretty self explanatory. (5 A)

>>5211690
>Hire a "Regular" Dog. Not an employee but still lovable. (1 A)

>[BOUND BY DUTY] He helped you, just be the bigger man here. Give him a thumbs up for being useful.
>Ask C0RA to find T if possible

I'm not expecting T back, I'm just curious if C0RA can find her.

S-4M Augments
>SUIT. SENSORS. ON. (7 A)
>Anomaly Analyzer Mk.II. (11 A)

Facility:
>Risk Matrix Analyzer. (10 A)
>General Reinforcement. (5 A, [FIRE ON THE VELVET HORIZON])
>Acquire an inter-company Fax Machine. (13 A) (APPLY DISCOUNT: 9.75, ROUND UP TO 10 A)

ACCOUNTING DEPARTMENT
>Hire a Drone-Manager. (3 A)
>Scrape the Fat. (1 C, 10 A)

Bribery:
>Precure Favoritism. (7 A)

Misc:
>A clown suit. Bwoink. (1 C, 5 A)

DlY SPCIL!!!
>Late Talk Show Perfume/Cologne. (2x, 2 Blueblood Bucket.)
>Late Night Cane. (1x, 1 Blueflesh Bucket.)
>Portable Camera Drone. (3 C)
>ADDERALL.ove.exe.mp4.png.exe CHIP. (1 C)

A Friend's Help
>Grandmaster Special Tape. (2 C)

>Cryostasis Pod. (15 A, 1 C)

Lights, Camera, Action!
>Costume Kit. (9 A)

For the Greater Good
>K-9 Unit. (1 C)
>9mm magazine. (1x, 8 A)
>Weapon Bundle Box. (2x, 2 ICP)

d/p-company mutual relationship catalog
>specialty coffee bundle. (13 A)

Annual Quota Monthly
>Challenge Quota. (2 C, 5 A)
>"FOOD" and "DRINK". (8x units, 8x Blood Buckets)

Prepare for Anything!
>Install a Safety Measure.
-Cryogenetic Flood. (2 C and 5 A, [FIRE ON THE VELVET HORIZON])
-Comforting Mode. (1 C and 4 A, [SIROCCO])

Musical Madness Monthly
>Instrument Bundle. (1 C)
>Band Tickets. (1x, 1C)

Human Resources
>Hire an ETF Agent (1 C, 4 A)
>Hire a Psychologist. (5 A)

Cost:
136 AE
18 CE
2 ICP
2 Blueblood
1 Blueflesh
8 Blood Buckets

Left:
8 A-Energy
0 C-Extract
4 ICP
$500

6 Mystery Meat
6 Blood Buckets
1 Vial of Stardust
1 Vial of Bonedust
3 Buckets of Blueblood
3 Buckets of Blueflesh

Gonna need a few more days on this shopping part, OP

>>5211672
v1.0

>Construct an Armory. - 9A

>Anomaly Analyzer Mk.II. - 11A

>Scrape the Fat. - 10A, 1C

>Late Night Cane. - 1 Bloodflesh Bucket
>ADDERALL.ove.exe.mp4.png.exe CHIP. - 1C

>Cryostasis Pod. - 15A, 1C
for emergencies.

>The Freedom Rangers! - 8A
This is an indulgence, but they sound like fun!
>STRAIGHT FROM THE PRESSES! - 10A, 1C
>VHS Player. - 8A
This is mostly because I want to see how Sense interacts with it. Although, I dunno if he'd even have the hookups; what era of TV is he again? 50s? 80s?

The temp transfer is tempting, but we're not set up for hostile containment at the moment. Maybe when we've got an armored cell free we can give it a shot.
>specialty coffee bundle. - 13A

>Company Assistance. - 10A, 1C
This is highly valuable; not having to rely on the luck of the draw for items would be fantastic! It would be we could actually, you know, make plans and stuff!
>Challenge Quota. - 5A, 2C
In practice, all this would mean for us is slightly longer days for double the reward.

>Gas Masks. x2 - 6A
We really ought to keep at least a few of these on hand for NAUGHTY BAD GAS use or other emergencies.
>Install a Safety Measure. -Cryogenetic Flood. - Shot - 5A, 2C
He is the highest Breach risk at the moment. Freezing should be pretty effective on him.

>Instrument Bundle. - 1C

No option for the NAMED androids this time? I was toying with trying for a FIREFIGHTER.

Total: 110A, 10C, 1Flesh bucket
Remaining: 34A, 8C

Why no vote for the mental protection gear? We're sorely lacking any of that stuff for dealing with Star, and it sounds like she's gonna enter Performance mode soon.

>>5215827
Such as? I don't recall seeing any for sale, but I've got plenty of headroom to add odds and ends.

>>5215827
Because we don’t have any mental protection gear to buy?

>>5215833
>>5215832
>Late Talk Show Perfume/Cologne. Smells like a talk show. Employees wearing this will be hard to spook or mentally mess with. (1 Blueblood Bucket per perfume/cologne bottle.) (2)

>>5215841
I already got that on my list, but I wouldn’t exactly call it ‘mental protection gear’.

Weird how it took this long to get a response but hey, glad to see you guys back.

>>5215823
>No option for the NAMED androids this time? I was toying with trying for a FIREFIGHTER.
You notice something slipping out of the bottom of the Human Resources catalog. Huh. How the hell did ya miss that?
>Construct an android of your choosing. Insert up to two keywords or phrases to influence what robot you want. (3 A for a regular robot, 2 for a defective)

>This is mostly because I want to see how Sense interacts with it. Although, I dunno if he'd even have the hookups; what era of TV is he again? 50s? 80s?
It's hard to tell from where you're sitting at but it's leaning towards old school 50s-60s era TV. Though do remember that it is an anomaly. For all you could know, it'll make it work somehow. You have a fortune teller who has weird fortunes that seem to do weirder shit.

>This is highly valuable; not having to rely on the luck of the draw for items would be fantastic! It would be we could actually, you know, make plans and stuff!
Pft. Sorry if the end of shift rewards have been too much of a gamble. I've been trying to make sure they're always at least somewhat useful.

>>5215823
>No option for the NAMED androids this time? I was toying with trying for a FIREFIGHTER.

Child BBF for Siro?

>>5215860
Yea, I was starting to get worried as well.

>>5215862
If it's for Sirocco, I was thinking either EXPLORER or MOTHER, personally. I don't really feel like expanding our cast right now, though.

>>5215860
>How the hell did ya miss that?
Heh, thanks.

>Though do remember that it is an anomaly.
Fair.

>Sorry if the end of shift rewards have been too much of a gamble. I've been trying to make sure they're always at least somewhat useful.
They've been fine for the most part, but there's always something unusual that would be nice to have that doesn't get offered, like proper fire/heat gear for Velvet.

>>5215862
Was aiming for someone what could withstand Velvet, both in her cell and if she ever Breached.

>>5216124
Those would be better for her, yeah. But I get the feeling she's pretty close to being resolved, so I dunno if that's worth it.

>>5216183
At least EXPLORER would have benefits to future floor explorations. MOTHER (or maybe even CARETAKER) would definitely have some Nurture boosts, maybe even some potential to assist with the medbay, but sounds too specific otherwise.
Regarding VELVET, I really think reinforcing her cell is important. The walls were practically melting before. I don't mind taking off the Cryogenetic Flood for something else, but Reinforcement at the very least is important.

>>5215860
>temporary anomalous transfer. we'll give you an anomaly of ours for a shift. you keep any energy it produces. warning, our beasts are pretty rough. (2 ICP or 2 C if you temporarily transfer over one of your own anomalies)
Does this mean D-Company PAYS US in ICP or C if we transfer, or do WE pay THEM?

START
144 A
18 C
6 ICP

>>5211683
>Cryostasis Pod. (15 A, 1 C)
>VHS Player. (8 A)
>specialty coffee bundle. (13 A) – BUY TWO
>temporary anomalous transfer. (2 ICP or 2 C if you temporarily transfer over one of your own anomalies) - CHATTERING
>Grandmaster Special Tape. (2 C)
49 A, 2 C, 2 ICP

>>5211672
>Slightly Sterner Stock. (10 A)
>Construct an Armory. (9 A. 7 Spots Available.)
>Prototype Equipment. (1 ICP, variable A cost) – OLD WORLD BLUES
>Anomaly Analyzer Mk.II. (11 A)
30 A, 1 ICP

>>5211682
>Scrape the Fat. (1 C, 10 A)
>QUOTA Management. (3 C, 15 A)
>More Choices. (1 C, 5 A)
>Late Talk Show Perfume/Cologne. (1 Blueblood Bucket or 2 Blueflesh Buckets per perfume/cologne bottle.) – BUY 1 IN BLUEBLOOD BUCKETS
>Late Night Cane. (1 Blueflesh Bucket or 2 Blueblood Buckets per cane.) – BUY 1 IN BLUEFLESH BUCKETS
>Portable Camera Drone. (3 C)
>Black Tar Coffee. (2 ICP or 1 ICP and 2 C per cup) - BUY 2; ONE WITH 2 ICP, ONE WITH 1 ICP + 2 C
>ADDERALL.ove.exe.mp4.png.exe CHIP. (1 C) – BUY 2
30 A, 12 C, 3 ICP, 1 Blueblood, 1 Blueflesh

>>5211686
>Hire an ETF Agent (1 C, 4 A)
>Hire a Janitor. (3 A)
>Instrument Bundle. (5 A or 1 C) – PAY IN C
>Build a Reinforced Containment Cell. (11 A. 7 Spots left.) – BIG HEAT RESISTANCE
>Safe Spots. (9 A per floor) - THIRD FLOOR
>Install a Safety Measure. -Cryogenetic Flood (2 C and 5 A or 14 A per cell.) – SHOT’S CELL; PAY IN C AND A
>Gas Masks. (2 per 3 A) – BUY ONE PAIR
>"FOOD" and "DRINK". (8 A or any two Anomalous Extract per 2 FOOD and DRINK) - BUY TWO PAIR WITH FOUR MYSTERY MEAT
35 A, 4 C, 4 Mystery Meat

REMAINING
0 A
0 C
0 ICP
2 Mystery Meat
4 Blueblood
3 Blueflesh

I hope this is good. I'm open to discussing all of these.

>>5215600
>>5215823
Consider making a Reinforced Containment Cell specifically for fire resistance, then simply moving Velvet into it from her current containment cell?

>>5217771
You pay them ICP or C, depending if you give them an anomaly or not, and you get the A-Energy from a most likely more energy efficient anomaly

>>5216188
>I really think reinforcing her cell is important.
>>5217777
>Consider making a Reinforced Containment Cell specifically for fire resistance
Her cell is already reinforced, no? You're not wrong, but can we even get a cell more heavily hardened?

Alright, it's been five days, lemme just tally up what a majority (3+) has agreed upon so you guys can decide on how to use the rest of it. If something doesn't get figured out in a day or so, I'll be rolling dice to get something moving along.

If I missed something, correct me.

>Anomaly Analyzer Mk.II. (11 A)
>VHS Player (8 A)
>ADDERALL (1 C)
>Croygenetic Flood (5 A, 2 C, Shot's cell)
>Cryostatis Pod (15 A, 1 C)
>Portable Camera Drone. (3 C)
>Challenge Quota (2 C, 5 A)
>Grandmaster Special Tape (2 C)
>Scrape the Fat. (1 C, 10 A)
>specialty coffee bundle (13 A)
>Instrument Bundle (1 C)
>Late talk Show Perfume/Cologne (2 Blueblood Buckets)
>Late Night Cane (1 Bloodflesh Bucket)
>Construct an Armory (9 A)

68 A-Energy, 5 C-Extract, 6 ICP left.

>>5218592
I suppose strictly speaking, you could try stuffing more reinforcements onto a cell, but the returns would diminish pretty quickly.

>>5218619
Okay, explaining my reasons in >>5217777 (QUADS!!!!)
I wanted to transfer an anomaly over for the exchange to see an example of what D-Company deals with regularly (plus be more friendly with them), and get a second specialty coffee bundle for the long haul, before our catalog with D-Company ends today. I wanted to buy another Janitor to support Employee N, and a new ETF agent to fill the void left by Delta's incapacitation. I wanted two Black Tar Coffee and not one, again for the long haul. I wanted two Adderall Chips; one for C-0RA and the other saved just in case we need it as a literal bargaining chip with somebody... or give it to one of our defectives at some point and see what happens. I wanted Quota Management because we're missing RBA's easy energy gains since his honorable passing, and it would help us to use in a pinch later on if/when we're REALLY having a bad day getting energy for some reason. I'm willing to drop BIG FIRE RESIST containment cell buying if we can apply that reinforcement to Velvet's preexisting cell with another option available to us. I wanted Safe Spots put on the Third Floor in case we get attacked from the Fourth Floor or somewhere else, and they end up on the Third Floor where Shot and other future dangerous anomalies will be at present. I wanted to buy the FOOD and DRINK because I'm curious how it works, and we can always get more Mystery Meat from Extraction Work on Shot.

>>5218619
I REALLY want the Company Assistance, and we really ought to pick up at least one gas mask, but otherwise I'm ok with this.

Rolled 1 (1d2)

Well, discussion is utterly dead in the water and I think waiting any longer for a conclusion is pointless, so let's see. Hopefully after this, there is a tiny bit more speed with this game, as nice as it was to take a small break.

2+ votes
>"FOOD" and "DRINK" (gonna roll to determine whether RBA meat or Mystery Meat, 1 = RBA, 2 = Mystery Meat)
>Gas Masks (x2) (6 A)
>Hire an ETF Agent (1 C, 4 A)
>Acquire an inter-company Fax Machine (13 A)
>Precure Favoritism (7 A)
>Black Tar Coffee (Defaulting to buying one with 2 ICP)
>STRAIGHT FROM THE PRESSES (10 A, 1 C)
>The Freedom Rangers (8 A)
>K-9 Unit (1 C)
>More Choices. (1 C, 5 A)
>Hire a Drone-Manager (3 A)
>Weapon Bundle Box x2 (2 ICP)

Totaling up to 12 A-Energy, 1 C-Extract, and 0 ICP.

I'll give people a few hours to go "nah I'm fine with the previous 'everyone agreed' thing, let's save the A and C and ICP" or "we accept these new things but [x], [y], and [z] should be something else" and if I don't hear a peep back, I'm adding this in.

>>5218619
Sorry, I've been busy this last week.

The only think I'd challenge is the Cryogenic Flood on Shot's cell. Why? It seems like it would be more useful in Velvet's case, or an Attraction thing on Star's cell. Why Shot, an anomaly who willingly supports us? Just seems like a waste to me.

Also, I support
>"FOOD" and "DRINK". (8 A or any two Anomalous Extract per 2 FOOD and DRINK) - BUY TWO PAIR WITH FOUR MYSTERY MEAT

No reason not to exchange our Mystery Meat, yea?

>Hire a Drone-Manager. (3 A)
We need more A-Energy, simple as.
>Sno-Cone Machine. Comes with a cart and ten different flavors of syrup. (11 A)
For Siro, I know she'll appreciate it.
>Costume Kit. (9 A)
Star will love it.
>The Freedom Rangers! Travelling performance with the help of R-Company. Will help keep bored employees entertained. (8 A per day)
May entertain Star as well.
>STRAIGHT FROM THE PRESSES! (10 A, 1 C)
Would be useful in knowing what's happening outside our facility.
>K-9 Unit. (1 C)
I wanted to buy combat doggo before the catalog expires.
>Priority Safeguard. Requires Emergency Option. (10 A, 2 C)
An upgrade for Emergency Option would be very useful, and we may start using it more if the cooldown is shorter.
>Weapon Bundle Box. (1 ICP per box)
We need more better weapons, simple as.

51 A, 4C, 1 ICP

I would also love to get the Fax Machine, but I am prioritizing catalogs that expire today.

>>5218670
>>5220249
Let's work something out, I want to use up all of our resources before we begin our next shift.

>>5220400
There were three votes for Cryogenetic Freeze, two of them for Shot, so I went with Shot because that was the majority for people who wanted Freeze. Couldn't care either way where it's put in.

I'll extend the discussion period a bit since you're finally back. The 2+ votes thing is just if no one can agree on anything relatively soon.

>>5220397
No shit.

I'm generally fine with this, though I would prefer buying the Priority Safeguard over another ETF. For the remaining A-Energy, I'd either buy the Costumes or the Sno-Cone Machine. The Costumes will make Star happy, and we can get a lot of utility from the with our Actor and Director employees. Sno-Cone Machine will improve morale and make Siro happy.

Also, switch Cryogenic Flood from Shot to Velvet, I think it makes a bit more sense there.

>>5220416
Thanks, I've been stuck cleaning up and removing junk from an old crackhouse my father bought. Filled up two garbage dump containers, and the fucker had 20 TV scattered all over the place. Filled up multiple bags full of VHS Tapes and a full box of DVDs, shit was nuts.

>>5218619
>>5220397
I'll roll with these two, but switch the extra ETF to the Priority Safeguard (stronger OH SHIT button in the case that everyone is rolling low and bad) and Flood to Velvet's room, as per this anon: >>5220418

>>5220400
>>5220418
>>5220615
Opinions on >>5217777 and >>5218670?

>>5220397
>>5218619
These both work for me, though I'd prefer 0-1 Weapon Boxes; they are too much of a gamble, and take our very hard-to-aquire ICP. I'd rather spend on known purchases.

Also, if we've got plenty of spare A, I think it could be fun to pick up another custom android. I'm partial to FIREFIGHTER for helping with Velvet's heat issues, but I'm open to other suggestions.

>>5220418
>>5220615
I don't think Velvet is much of a Breach risk, but cryo should work as emergency fire suppression. Works with me.

>>5220674
Don't know how I feel about the anomalous transfer, but I would be willing to check it out next time it comes around.

I understand the Adderall and Black Tar Coffee picks, we just have too much stuff to buy to splerg on two of each. Same reason with Big Fire Resistance and and Safe Spots, they are useful but I would prioritize other resource-acquiring stuff to buy more protection stuff later.

>>5220708
Firefighter, Femme Fatale, Hacker, Kid Friend... a REAL Salesman.

>>5220397
>>5218619
So in addition to the contents of those two posts, what's left is
>change Cryogenetic Flood to Velvet's cell
>buy the FOOD and DRINK with Mystery Meat NOT RBA Meat
Which still leaves us with
>12 A
>1 C

>>5220741
>>5220708
>>5220615
>>5215600
Yo dudes, what last shit do we buy with that remaining 12 A and 1 C?
>capcha: DMP00

>>5221038
>Yo dudes, what last shit do we buy with that remaining 12 A and 1 C?
Honestly, we've been stuck here for too long, and it's always good to have a little in reserve, just in case. I say we call it here and finally move on.

>>5221064
The catalogs we lose are in >>5211683. Is there anything we really REALLY want from there now, or we save the A and C for real world shopping from the saltman and Spamton? I know some people really wanted that sno-cone machine and/or that costume kit. Personally I don't see the point in that sno-cone machine since its just ice and syrup, but if it raises morale of employees who do not know any better, then I guess that's fine? Costume kit would fit Star and people like Employee H. People also wanted that Priority Safeguard in case of serious situations, but I forgot if/when we even bought the Emergency Option before; it's useless to us if we do not have the Emergency Option available.

>>5221076
>Is there anything we really REALLY want from there now
nope. I've got a couple of maybes, but nothing worth extending this shopping session even longer.

>but I forgot if/when we even bought the Emergency Option before; it's useless to us if we do not have the Emergency Option available.
Emergency Option isn't listed anymore, and I assume we wouldn't be offered an upgrade to it if we don't already own it.

>>5221038
Costumes, though I can settle for the Sno-Cone Machine. Priority Safeguard would also be nice, and so too another doggo ('regular' doggo? Just to see the difference between regular and employee?) and employee, maybe that firemen the one anon brought up.

>>5221076
Pretty sure we have Emergency Option mate.

Alright, we're been here long enough, I'm going with >>5221038's changes and I'm finally writing the update. To make up for lost time, I'm going to be doing daily or bi-daily updates to make up for lost time.

You do have emergency option but bleh, again, we've been here for ages. Time to move on.

>>5221076
So, Costumes and Android are a go then?

>>5221317
Yea, the wait was unusual after the first update vote came in. This clearly dragged out longer than anyone would've liked. I'll make sure in the future to be on the ball with creating a consensus on what we'll be buying so as to avoid this dragging out in the future.

>>5221402
Partially my fault for not cutting the deadline off sooner, truly. But yeah, I'll try to be more on the ball with making things quicker.

>>5221404
I don't blame you, usually we wrap up the bargaining process in a day or two. I think the extended silence after the one vote really fucked with everyone's expectations.

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"Sir? Sir?" You don't know what you were doing for the last fifteen minutes but it clearly wasn't anything productive. C-0RA shakes your shoulder as S-4M keeps blaring in your ear. You can really only make out 'sir', considering the rest of his voice sounds so distant and faint in comparison.

"Sir!" You suddenly jump in place. "FUCKOHSHITIMHEREIMHERE." You blubber out, damn near falling out of your chair in the process.

"Sir. A-are you okay? Do we need to call an employee in?" The face seared onto the console screen can barely hide its worry. You don't respond for a moment before hacking up a solid ball of black goop like a hairball.

"Yeah. I'm fine. No need to call anyone." You wipe away at your mouth. You can't really describe the face S-4M made at what you just did. You snap your fingers at C-0RA as you begin writing down your purchases. "C-0RA. You. Can you find Employee T? She has disappeared from this facility."

After tossing your tar ball down a pipe, she pauses at your request. She hardly pauses before giving you an answer. "She's in Containment Cell A, sir."

"Huh?" You raise an eyebrow. She doesn't elaborate, so you decide to quickly check up on the cell in question.

All that's there is the fortune teller, sitting there, like it always does. There's no sign of Employee T. You would ask C-0RA for clarification but you feel like that would waste more time. Time you don't have.

You mark down what you want from the catalogs, finally.

>Anomaly Analyzer Mk.II, VHS Player, ADDERALL, Cryogenetic Flood, Cryostatis Pod, Portable Camera Drone, Challenge Quota, Grandmaster Special Tape, Scrape the Fat, specialty coffee bundle, Instrument Bundle, Late talk Show Perfume/Cologne, Late Night Cane, Construct an Armory, "FOOD" and "DRINK", Gas Masks, Inter-company Fax Machine, Precure Favoritism, Black Tar Coffee, STRAIGHT FROM THE PRESSES, The Freedom Rangers, K-9 Unit, More Choices, Drone-Manager, and Weapon Bundle Box acquired!

Before you tuck yourself into bed, you decide to give that salesman robot a tiny bit of credit. He did get you some free catalogs thanks to that TV.

Administrator --> Employee S2
ADMINISTATOR: Good job. Keep doing that and you may have a place here.
BESTSALESMAN1997: GLAD YOU ENJOYED YOUR [[Two for one specil]]! THE [[Please make them quiet I can still hear the voices]] WAS VERY
BESTSALESMAN1997: [[Jeanous]]
BESTSALESMAN1997: WITH THE [[Amazing Deals]] IT OFFERED.

Well, glad he feels great about himself now. You walk over to your bed and collapse face first onto the pillow. Mmh. Vaguely soft, vaguely cotton.

"Good night, sir. You'll need the rest for the upcoming days." S-4M nervously chuckles. His face disappears from the screen, presumably focusing on keeping an eye on the facility while you're out of it. "GOOd NIghT!!!" C-0RA waves a hand at you before pulling out that damn novel.

Luckily, you drift away into a sleep before she can start reading it out loud.

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K7rs2IydcDE (DREAM THEME)

A faint, vague bubbling of something echoes throughout your head. Maybe it's working on those anomalies. Maybe it's the new bed. Maybe it's the pendant.

All you know is that you're finally remembering something.

Your brain only has a few moments to drift into something to remember and reminisce about. What does your brain recover from that murky abyss?

>Select one or two. Trying to focus on multiple will some of the details murky and some of the context will be lost. You have a feeling it'll be a short glimpse either way.

>[HOPELESS WRECK] Glass shattering. The smell of searing flesh. A crime that can't be undone.
>[BOUND BY DUTY] A firm handshake. Hope surging, rare in this City. The start of your job here.
>Gears clattering. The smell of INDUSTRY. A job that went too far.
>A quiet moment. So young, hardly a teenager. A heartfelt talk with your father.
>A deafening storm. Cries from within the house. The first glimpse into the abnormal.
>Needle piercing. Brain seething. The smell of rot. The start of your new role.
>Sun gleaming. The smell and feel of sweat. An old friend helping you back up.
>Write in.

>>5221830
>A quiet moment. So young, hardly a teenager. A heartfelt talk with your father.

>>5221830
>Needle piercing. Brain seething. The smell of rot. The start of your new role.
WHY are we here in the first place? No answers, just questions. (Maybe even more from this dream.)

>>5221830
>[HOPELESS WRECK] Glass shattering. The smell of searing flesh. A crime that can't be undone.
>Sun gleaming. The smell and feel of sweat. An old friend helping you back up.

Regrets and rebirth.

>>5221830
>>[HOPELESS WRECK] Glass shattering. The smell of searing flesh. A crime that can't be undone.
>Gears clattering. The smell of INDUSTRY. A job that went too far.

>>5221830
>[HOPELESS WRECK] Glass shattering. The smell of searing flesh. A crime that can't be undone.

>>5221830
>[HOPELESS WRECK] Glass shattering. The smell of searing flesh. A crime that can't be undone.
>Sun gleaming. The smell and feel of sweat. An old friend helping you back up.

>>5221830
>[Hopeless Wreck]

Let's learn Admins tragic backstory

Glass Shattering: H0o, +nQ, /1d, sU5, pBt
Sun Gleaming: +nQ, sU5
Needle Piercing: xOJ
A Quiet Moment: UYF
Gears Chattering: +nQ

Alright, seems like the majority is picking Glass Shattering. Writing now. There may be a tiny bit of Sun Gleaming as well (but most will be on Glass Shattering)

Writing now.

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https://youtu.be/BztBuf9bSF8 (AN OLD MEMORY)

You didn't knew you had it in you. You can hardly keep your hands from shaking. Your friends were right, it really was that easy to make and throw one.

You can't hide your growing smile at the sight of the building erupting into flames. Yet another shell business N-Corp runs. Every single fucking bookstore has their god damn grubby mitts on it.

You walk away from the burning building. You know what you're doing is highly illegal and that you're probably going to get caught if you keep doing this, but you just don't care. You're sick of this god damnit City.

Every single Company acts like they're some massive bigshots who can throw their weight down to crush everyday people like you. You're fucking sick of it! You want to live a normal life without being some god damn corporate suit for these unethical sleezeballs!

You toss a molotov at another building. It erupts into flames almost instantly. The smell of burning wood causes shivers to run down your spine. Ah, it feels great to show these fuckers they don't have control over you! You're GAPHG!???, damnit! You're meant to be A?!LTJ?!

Alex was right. It's good to let out some of your pent up aggression. You should really call him back later, with that whole Wastes trip he wanted to go on.

You stroll down the streets of District 26 with nary a care in the world. It's good to just have the whole street to yourself, in the dead of night. There shouldn't be anyone in these buildings. This is all in good fun, only the companies are getting hurt.

You stop in front of one last building with your remaining bottle. One more burnt building and it's time to go back home. The shattered light bulb carved onto the building's logo is all you need to know. Fucking P-Corp. You'll never forgive those motherfuckers for AIH()!NT???.

The bottle quickly crashes through the window. Once your handwork is done, you turn to walk away. Before you can even get a few steps away, you hear something.

A blood-curdling scream of agony echoes through the air. You hardly have time to process before your legs automatically move to check the source of the sound. Your heart drops when you see it.

There wasn't supposed to be someone here. The stench of burnt fabrics and cloth. Twisted in a broken mockery of what a human is supposed to look like. Your legs buckle. "M-miss? S-sir?" You fruitlessly talk to what's clearly a corpse.

no no you didn't want to hurt anyone this was just supposed to be some fun venting you just wanted to burn a few buildings that's okay isn't it

oh shit shit fuck fuck what about the other buildin-

A glorious sympathy of screams echoes through the other buildings you hit, Administrator. Remember, partner?

shit shit you gotta go you gotta go you can't go to jail what are you going to do YOU GOT TO FIX-