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Karl:

On the way to the ecologist bunker, you spot an mp5 (average quality, moderate condition) just sitting on the ground! Unfortunately, it has no ammo. As you apporach the bunker, you see several men on the roof, armed with sniper rifles. You can't make out what kind, though. The men are wearing kevlar bullet-proof vests, along with a digital cammo scheme. All of their faces are concealed by military gas masks. They certainly don't look like ecologists. Suddenly, a voice is broadcasted by a intercom, saying, "And who might you be?" The snipers are all aiming towards you.

The sour dough of the epitmous pie hungers for another's sweet lips to be dulled into a state of most irreverant humbleness

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Karl:

(The mp5 was picked up on the way)

The ecologist says, "Sure, we have had decent relations with Freedom. Come in, I have something I need help with." As you enter the bunker, the door behind you seals shut with a hiss. You look around, and see several ecologist members. In a large case you see some sort of advanced environmental armor, with a closed-cycle breathing system, and a full-faced helmet. It reminds you of the lunar landing gear, although much more advanced and far less bulk.

The sour dough of the epitmous pie hungers for another's sweet lips to be dulled into a state of most irreverant humbleness

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"Ah, yes. I need you to take some readings on a nearby anomoly. You are going to need a detector first, so here is a basic one. This will help you find any artifacts, along with being able to take the various readings key to our research." The ecologist quickly instructs you on how to use the detector, and then lends you the SP99 ECO suit (+3 fire and chemical protection, good radiation protection, closed cycle breathing system). He marks the location of the anomoly for you.

The sour dough of the epitmous pie hungers for another's sweet lips to be dulled into a state of most irreverant humbleness

TUBULAR BELLS!

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Karl:

As you walk to the position, you see multiple large cracks in the ground. There are several heat distortions in the air around it, and you figure you might want to try throwing something towards it to see the reaction. The detector starts beeping.

The sour dough of the epitmous pie hungers for another's sweet lips to be dulled into a state of most irreverant humbleness

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Karl:

You figure you shouldn't waste ammo on the anomaly, so you throw a rock instead. As soon as the rock hits the anomoly, several large, blue jets of fire shoot out of the cracks, charring the rock. You collect the data on the anomoly, but a white light keeps beeping on the detector. When you move, it seems to flash faster or slower, depending on the direction.

The sour dough of the epitmous pie hungers for another's sweet lips to be dulled into a state of most irreverant humbleness

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Karl:

Strangely enough, the detector leads you to a perfectly safe patch of land. The white light stops flashing, and stays constant. Out of nowhere, a tear-shaped artifact forms from some of the blue flames. You pick it up. (rolled a 20...)

+0.5 fire anomaly expertise

The sour dough of the epitmous pie hungers for another's sweet lips to be dulled into a state of most irreverant humbleness

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Karl:

The artifact just looks like a tear-shaped crystal. You finish taking the readings, and then proceed back to the bunker. On the way, you spot a scavenger, stumbling around, muttering statements that make absolutely no sense. He looks a little bloodied.

The sour dough of the epitmous pie hungers for another's sweet lips to be dulled into a state of most irreverant humbleness

TUBULAR BELLS!

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Kemios:

You begin walking inland. As you leave the area, a UN troop transport unloads some footmen, who quickly seize the yacht. You continue walking until you come up to a large pub. Outside, you see several soldiers, equiped with kevlar vests with a digital cammo scheme, all wearing military gas masks. They seemed to be armed with M16s. A scout on the roof spots you, and everyone looks over at you.

The sour dough of the epitmous pie hungers for another's sweet lips to be dulled into a state of most irreverant humbleness

TUBULAR BELLS!

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Kemios:

Two men come up. One of them takes your weapon, and another one knocks you out. They then drag you into the pub. You wake up in the pub, next to what seems to be their trader.

 

Karl:

The scavenger shoots at you, but misses horribly. You take a shot with your 9mm handgun, and hit him in the leg, causing the scavenger to fall over, squirming on the ground.

+0.1 handgun prof.

The sour dough of the epitmous pie hungers for another's sweet lips to be dulled into a state of most irreverant humbleness

TUBULAR BELLS!

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Kemios:

The trader looks over at you, and says, "Sorry, the boys can't be too sure about anyone. We mercs have always been on the edge." He hands your gun back.

 

Karl:

You finish off the zombified scavenger with a bullet to the head. You search him, and find 500c! (rolled a 20, lucky you)

+0.1 handgun prof.

-2 9mm bullets

The sour dough of the epitmous pie hungers for another's sweet lips to be dulled into a state of most irreverant humbleness

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Kemios:

The trader tells you that some mercs went missing scouting out a house to the north. He hands you a PDA and uploads all the merc contacts to it.

 

Karl:

You arrive at the bunker, and hand the ecologist the detector with the readings. He thanks you, and hands you three doses of antiradiation medicine. He asks if you happened to find any artifacts.

 

Everyone:

Kemios has found the mercenary faction.

The sour dough of the epitmous pie hungers for another's sweet lips to be dulled into a state of most irreverant humbleness

TUBULAR BELLS!

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