The Adventure

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Apr 10, 2025 1:25 am
'Nuts to this' Chillmera thinks to himself. 'Come on man, be smart, dont just sit here and get your ass kicked'
OOC:
gonna say he 'coaches' himself if thats ok

Rolls

Coach - (3d6)

(461) = 11

Apr 10, 2025 8:24 pm
"Whoa, whoa, whoa! My favorite target turning tail and running?! Don't think so!"

Using his arm-cannon, he blasts the ground in front of Chillmera, causing the hero to stumble into the resulting craters! All the positive self-talk in the world can't get him out of this fight.

Rolls

Deranged Cyborg Enforcer - (4d6)

(4121) = 8

Apr 10, 2025 8:41 pm
Bulwark now turns his attention to Fei-fei, marching towards her confidently. He adopts a double push, or Frankenstein guard stance, ready to stop her attacks cold.

"You seem like a fighter, anime girl. A wannabe fighter, but still. Here, I'll morph out my cannon, and we can trade blows like fighters should. You'll lose, of course...I got an entire library o' fighting styles in my database."

Round Three


20: Echo – down to Technopath (2), Genius Gadgeteer (3) +2 pump this round
8: Chillmera – down to Cryokinesis (1), Former Athlete (1), Coach (2)
8: OmniCorp Shock Troops – down to (0)
5: Bulwark – down to (4), Armored
2: Fei-fei – down to Lunar Twelve (3)

Fei-fei, defend yourself!

Rolls

Deranged Cyborg Enforcer - (4d6)

(6124) = 13

Apr 10, 2025 9:05 pm
You don't find a phone, or anything useful, on the corpse.

The manuals are mostly filled with irritating corporate-speak ("The Five Pillars of Efficiency are...."), but you do see some references to your current location. Apparently you're at Rehabilitation Center #75, in a place called Malkengard. Besides admonitions not to go outside the now-disabled force-field, or interact with any creatures or entities besides OmniCorp staff, little is said about this place.

Perhaps there are other materials, such as orientation pamphlets, that say more. Or perhaps OmniCorp wanted its employees kept ignorant....

You descend the stairwell without incident, and you can continue down to the first floor if you want.

On the second floor landing, there are two doors on opposite sides. One door has been partially melted, letting you slip through. A sign by the door is now missing a few letters, but you can determine it once said "Research, Development, & Compliance." You see shadowy corpses inside, and the now-standard destruction. Although the outer wall has been slashed open, there's less light than the floor above.

The other door is shut tight, and can't be opened by the keycard, since there's no power. Again, you can determine the sign once said "Commissary." The door has a window at eye-height; peering in, you can barely make out more corpses, and all sorts of supplies in disarray. And even though the door and glass are thick, you hear faint noises from within...chomping? Squeals? Cackling?
Apr 10, 2025 9:18 pm
Round Three

20: Echo – down to Technopath (2), Genius Gadgeteer +2 pump this round
8: Chillmera – down to Cryokinesis (1), Former Athlete (1)
8: OmniCorp Shock Troops – down to (0)
5: Bulwark – down to (4), Armored
2: Fei-fei – down to Lunar Twelve (3)

Updated. See OOC chat.
Apr 11, 2025 1:17 am
Tomo peeks her head into the R&D&C room (which could now stand for Resting Dead Corpses). Hopefully this is where their stuff is being kept (more so for Matilda's rocket suit and trick missiles, and less for the cute gel pens and the rest of the popcorn shrimp that were in Tomo's pocket).

Rocketeer

Eltesla

Apr 11, 2025 12:57 pm
Rocketeer


Malkengard... Rocketeer's not sure if she's ever heard of such a place. Her speed reading session has provided more questions than answers, but it was better than nothing.

Staying away from the Commissary for now, Rocketeer slips past Tomo and ventures into the R&D&C room, taking care not to trip over dead bodies or debris. She squints, looking around for any sign of her gear.
Last edited April 11, 2025 12:57 pm
Apr 11, 2025 8:41 pm
The R&D&C room is a shattered relic of corporate ambition gone wrong. Dim light filters through a jagged tear in the outer wall, casting long, broken shadows across the scorched floor. Desks lie overturned, monitors are smashed, and paperwork is strewn about like confetti. The scent of ozone lingers, mingled with the coppery tang of blood.

Half-melted lab equipment clings to charred counters, and bodies—some in lab coats, others in troop gear—are slumped in grotesque positions, their faces frozen in final expressions of horror or agony. A cracked whiteboard in the back still bears ghostly marker scrawls: diagrams and formulas mingle with soulless corporate jargon.

In the center of the room, there's what can be called a "sphere of destruction." That is, whatever exploded, blasted or otherwise went haywire annihilated everything around it in a sphere about 30 feet in diameter. You can both imagine the intense energy erupting, like a miniature sun. Now, though, whatever caused this isn't immediately visible, and the sphere is just dark, empty space.

Luckily, you both are able to find your respective gear after stumbling around for a few minutes. Wires and cables are attached to Rocketeer's armor, indicating the OmniCorp techs were examining it. Tomo's gear is found in a cabinet.

Well, you're partially lucky: Rocketeer's armor got banged up even more in the explosion. Tomo's clothes are torn, and the shrimp are now a gooey mess.
OOC:
Putting on your gear will restore both Mad Rocket Scientist and Immortal Me to (2). The damage to the armor means Rocketeer doesn't currently have her +1 bonus.
Apr 11, 2025 9:26 pm
OOC:
Does Tomo find her phone too? I figure that would be relevant to Me, Myself, and I.
Apr 11, 2025 9:31 pm
OOC:
You find the phone with your other stuff. Its screen is cracked, but it miraculously still works. However, you have no service of any sort; even dialing 911 does nothing. Due to this, that cliche will stay at (1).
Apr 12, 2025 3:10 am
Tomo slips on the torn hoodie over her prison jammies and stuffs her snacks from before into the front pocket. Checking on her phone, she takes some pictures of the general weirdness around her to send to the group chat later.

Tomo also takes a quick look at the corpses to determine what their exact cause of death is, using her own portfolio of deaths as a reference.
Apr 12, 2025 3:52 am
"Look at what they've done to my baby! They're lucky they already got blown to bits by... something."

Rocketeer unplugs the myriad wires from her damaged armor and gradually suits up, each piece locking around her body with a mechanical hiss. When the full suit is assembled, she runs diagonostics with her technopathy. In summary, there was plenty to fix, but she didn't have the time for it at the moment.

She approaches the apparent origin of the 'sphere of destruction' and analyzed it with a scanning light from her visor, trying to work backwards from there to create a holographic simulation of events for her and Tomo to view.

Rolls

Mad Rocket Scientist - (2d6)

(26) = 8

Apr 12, 2025 10:21 am
Even if her initial attacks weren't successful, Fei-fei couldn't help the adrenaline and dopamine a real fight brought out in her. The edges of her mouth quirked at Bulwark's statement, and she tried to shake some of the awkwardness out of her limbs. She might as well enjoy herself while she had the chance, right?

"All the fighting styles data in the world ain't going to help you with the real thing!"
OOC:
I'm going to pump prodigal kicks by 2.

Rolls

Prodigal Kicks - (5D6)

(55444) = 22

Apr 13, 2025 7:36 pm
Examining the corpses, Tomo sees death-by-shrapnel; death-by-partial-disintegration; one older man who possibly suffered cardiac arrest or a stroke, as you can see no obvious cause of death; and a few piles of ash, possibly all that's left of several other people.

There isn't much for Rocketeer to scan; only a few "blobs" of residual energy absorbed into the floor. But that energy is very familiar to you: it matches the energy signature generated by Lightningfang and Ragnar.

As you both investigate, you hear a banging coming from the commissary door across the stairwell. Someone or something inside wants out....
Apr 13, 2025 7:37 pm
This time, Bulwark is unable to withstand the hurricane of attacks! As he gets battered, he ignores his own fists-only pronouncement, once again morphing an arm into a pulse cannon. But Fei-fei dodges the resulting blasts easily, and lands a ferocious blow right on Bulwark's nose.

"Dammit...you...filthy little poseur...."

Blood dribbles from his nose...along with, apparently, oil and more hydraulic fluid.

Rolls

Deranged Cyborg Enforcer - (4d6)

(6215) = 14

Apr 13, 2025 7:43 pm
Round Three

20: Echo – down to Technopath (2), Genius Gadgeteer +2 pump this round
8: Chillmera – down to Cryokinesis (1), Former Athlete (1)
8: OmniCorp Shock Troops – down to (0)
5: Bulwark – down to (3), Armored
2: Fei-fei – down to Lunar Twelve (3), Prodigal Kicks +2 pump this round

Fei-fei, you're up!
Apr 14, 2025 5:00 am
"Huh... This residual energy matches Lightningfang and Ragnar's. My best guess is when they were trying to figure out the sword, it backfired on them big time," she says with some satisfaction, though she couldn't be too happy about it since her gear got caught up in the blast. She's not looking forward to buffing out the damage. "No remnants of Lightningfang though. Either it just self-destructed that thoroughly, or it warped somewhere in a very destructive manner."

She looks in the direction of the banging, then back at Tomo. "Are we checking that out? Or heading on down to the first floor?"
Apr 14, 2025 4:21 pm
Tomo looks at the banging doors (from which she had previously heard chomping and cackling and other scary noises) and back at Matilda. "...No, I think I'm good. Let's just get out of here."
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Apr 14, 2025 4:37 pm
"Yeah, good call. Whatever's in there is in a bad mood." Deciding to leave the Commissary alone, Rocketeer leads the way down to the first floor. She's ready to fire at any moment as she checks out the surroundings.
Apr 14, 2025 9:33 pm
Like the second floor, the first floor stairwell has two doors on opposite sides. Both doors are damaged enough that you can either squeeze past them, or blast/knock them out of the way.

One door opens into a small room, where you see three different doors for bathrooms: one men's, one women's, and one unisex handicap-accessible. The women's bathroom door has been shredded; inside you see a female corpse on the floor, apparently having been caught on the toilet when the catastrophe happened.

The other door has an "Administration" sign on the nearby wall, and peering in you'll see offices in the still-dim light. Most of the offices had glass walls and doors, and the resulting shrapnel has done a number on the staff. You don't see or hear any signs of life.

There's something alive on the second floor, of course. Now you hear crashing glass, likely from the glass on the commissary room door. But that's followed by an eerie silence, then what sounds like whispering....
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