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Splicers - I Am Legion - IC Thread

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Archos says, “We’re on sub level two, on the left of the main elevator. There is a support beam on his back that is just too heavy for me to lift. Hopefully the Splicer inside isn’t too badly hurt. I don’t know if I’m seeing occasional movement of the hands or if I’m just seeing the swarm bugs moving on the hand. Oh, by the way, be careful of the grenades I placed at the bottom of the door.”

Axel lets out a curse word, adding, “Tell us that kind of info first, if you please! I don’t want to get fried by whatever surprises you left behind!”

Archos sounds apologetic. “Sorry. I’m not used to working with anyone besides Alpha and Beta. I never have to tell them about booby traps because they just fly over them.”

As everyone drops down to the garage level, it is about halfway full of ground cars parked in neat rows, just waiting for their Nex-Android drivers to come back for them. Archos is off to the side, kneeling down next to a pile of rubble that is pinning down a figure in Splicer Swarm Lord armor. There is a large support beam across the waist of the armor that is keeping the pilot from getting up. The Deliveryman says, “I don’t have anything to cut the beam off without hurting the pilot, and I can’t lift it on by own.”
Bellamy blinked repeatedly, trying to clear the fog from his mind as he slowly regained consciousness. The sharp sting of pain in his chest and ribs reminded him of the moment the massive chunk of concrete roof had come crashing down on top of him. For a few seconds, he had been disoriented—half conscious, trapped under the rubble—but now, his thoughts were slowly piecing themselves together.
He exhaled shakily, feeling the weight of the debris above him. At least he could still move his arms, though the pressure of the beam pinning him down was undeniable. He was stuck. It was a small blessing that his hive had continued their onslaught, tearing apart the machine that had followed him down here, even while indisposed. But even they couldn’t hold back everything. If any more of those machines sniffed around, they'd be vulnerable.
He heard a voice and turned his head, recognizing the man as another Splicer. The sight of the man brought a slight sense of relief. Someone had found him. Bellamy lifted his head slightly, his vision still a little blurry, but clear enough to catch the silhouette of the figure making contact with what he assumed was the rest of the team. The tension in his body eased, if only slightly. Help was on the way.
With a strained groan, Bellamy forced his words out, trying to reassure the Splicer and calm his own rattled nerves. “I’m not too badly hurt, just stuck,” he managed to rasp through a series of painful coughs. Each breath he took felt strained, the weight of the debris pressing down on him, but it was nothing he couldn’t endure—nothing a little patience wouldn’t fix. He just needed to hold on a little longer.
 
Toni heads over to the pinned man and looks over the scene, trying to see just how to get the man free safely. She looks down at the man and says, “I’m Sergeant Toni Cruise of Cerberus Squad. We’ll get you out of there, no worries. We just have to move quick, because a whole lot of hurt is coming our way. Everyone, let’s see if we can just lift this beam enough to get him out. Archos, grab the hands and get ready to pull him out once we lift the rubble up enough. We may need a lever, but we’ll see.”

She plants herself under the edge of the beam and braces herself, ready to lift. Once everyone has a spot picked out and is in position, she says, “On three! One. Two. Three! Lift!”
 
Jin, out of habit, had landed and moved to the side of the elevator to look over the area, waiting for the others to come. After making sure it was clear and everyone else had come down behind her, she rushes over to the rubble with the fallen Host Suit, taking a position to help lift, and lifting at Toni's command. Her armor seemed to appear and blur into reality as her stealth field disengaged. She then kneels down next to the fallen Host Suit and proceeds to look over them, checking to see if they were functional or not. The olive colored host armor of the Roughneck gazed down with its mouthless helm with large eyes and large ear vents.

Her clear and even alto voice spoke through the bio-comms. "I am Sergent Jin Li of Cerebus Squad, I am a Doctor, are you hurt are or in pain?"
 
Axel says anxiously, "Lets talk about how we feel later on when we don't have a massive machine army on our asses. Archos? How are we getting the hell out of here?"

The Deliveryman replies, "There are tunnels under the parking levels that we can use to get out. Like I said before, I always look for a good way out before I get into the middle of a tricky situation. There is an opening this way."

Axel is about to say something when he's interrupted by a large explosion from the far side of the garage, opening up a large opening in the ceiling of this level. "Shit! We got tin cans incoming! Look out!"

A good twenty or more Steel Troopers are dropping down through the smoke and fire of the hole, scattering as they land to keep from getting hit with area of effect attacks.

Initiative Rolls, everyone!
Psychie Psychie Purr Purr Eonivar Eonivar

celestialbody celestialbody - Initiative is determined by a d20 roll, plus any bonuses you have from your hand-to-hand or other physical skills. A natural 20 always goes first, and a natural 1 is always last.
 
Jin glances back at the explosion. “We need to move…”

Jin’s initiative is 1D20+ 9 =9+9 =18!
 
Chaska listens to anything Woodstock has to tell him concerning the hell that is coming down all around them. He also relays everything he learns back to his bird while having Woodstock reunite with Cerberus at the fallen Splicer. He continues to leave his bio-recorder on the entire way. Chaska figures if they live, he can edit later.

he plants herself under the edge of the beam and braces herself, ready to lift. Once everyone has a spot picked out and is in position, she says, “On three! One. Two. Three! Lift!”
Using the WyldKat's new prehensile tail, The Deliveryman makes certain he scoots above Archos's tripwire trap as not to set off those telling explosives.

Depending on the fallen Splicer's situation, Chaska returns to hovering with his Organic Thrusters and does one of three things:

1. If it is clear that lifting will be best way to assist as Toni is doing, he lifts.

2. If instead, it looks like the beam is going to catch on some debris or the like, he draws both of his Bio-energy Blades and cuts through any obstacle as quickly as he can.

3. If there appears to be an opportunity where his newly-grown Resin Ducts can come into play to remove the debris, he will use that.

As Chaska is doing this, he is paying attention to WyldKat's sensor suite - motion detection, echo-location, enhanced hearing.
 
Initiative roll for Toni: +9

Total of 21
MDC by Location:
Arms (2): 197 M.D.C.
Hands (2): 107 M.D.C.
Legs (2): 202 M.D.C.
Feet (2): 147 M.D.C.
Head: 137 M.D.C.
Main Body: 630 M.D.C. //
Elbow Bone Blades: 115 M.D.C.
Harbinger Cannon: 187 M.D.C.
Munitions Reservoir: 487 M.D.C.
Sentinel Eels: 217 M.D.C. each
Sentinel Shell: 307 M.D.C.

Sidekick Rifle - Super Light Cell Cluster: 132 M.D.C., 2 Attacks, 8d10 Damage, 1,000 ft range - Mega Upgrade
Sidekick Rifle - Spore Discharger: 132 M.D.C., 2 Attacks, 4d8 Damage, 40 ft Radius, 1.200 ft range - Omni Upgrade

Action Points: 8 / 7

Combat Bonuses On Foot / In Armor

Number of Attacks: 6 / 9
Strike: +9 / +10 (+5 in melee) (+3 ranged)
Parry: +12 / +15 (+4 in melee)
Dodge: +12 / +3 Automatic Dodge
Roll with Punch: +2 / +10
Initiative: +2 / +9
Perception: +7 / +7
Damage in HtH: +1
Critical Strike on a Natural 18-20
[Critical on a 17-20 with Mantis Blade from Opti-Upgrade]
[Critical on a 17-20 with Velocity Cannon from Opti-Upgrade]


Mantis Blade: 12D6 M.D. [15d6 with PS] for a Blade Strike; 4d4x10+10 for a Dual Strike
Energy Expulsion Vent: 2D8 +bonus M.D. equal to the P.E. attribute (2d8+28)
Organic Rockets: 5d10 M.D. to a 10 foot radius
--Rocket Payload: 15 /
Central Maw: 3d8 M.D.
Velocity Cannon: 2D8x10+40 M.D. for a short burst of 10 rounds from one cannon or 4D6x10+40 M.D. per simultaneous bursts from both cannons firing a total of 20 rounds.
--Ammo in Cannons: 120 /
--Ammo in Munitions Reservoir: 600 /
 
Chaska listens to anything Woodstock has to tell him concerning the hell that is coming down all around them. He also relays everything he learns back to his bird while having Woodstock reunite with Cerberus at the fallen Splicer. He continues to leave his bio-recorder on the entire way. Chaska figures if they live, he can edit later.


Using the WyldKat's new prehensile tail, The Deliveryman makes certain he scoots above Archos's tripwire trap as not to set off those telling explosives.

Depending on the fallen Splicer's situation, Chaska returns to hovering with his Organic Thrusters and does one of three things:

1. If it is clear that lifting will be best way to assist as Toni is doing, he lifts.

2. If instead, it looks like the beam is going to catch on some debris or the like, he draws both of his Bio-energy Blades and cuts through any obstacle as quickly as he can.

3. If there appears to be an opportunity where his newly-grown Resin Ducts can come into play to remove the debris, he will use that.

As Chaska is doing this, he is paying attention to WyldKat's sensor suite - motion detection, echo-location, enhanced hearing.
In order to lift the support beam up, it will require a combined PS of 80 to do so, or 60 if you find a lever to use. Using your bio-energy blades, you can cut some of the bulk safely away, lowering the needed PS numbers to move the thing. The resin can be used to help stabilize the debris field to keep it from having more fall on the fallen man and possibly crushing him. The good news here is that you only need to move the concrete a tiny bit to free the pinned man. Once he's wiggled out or is pulled free, you can drop the rubble back down with no worries.
 

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