>>37601351
>Melissa
we have to face the bear sooner or later

>>37601351
>Melissa

>>37601351
>Melissa
Goin' Bear huntin'!

>>37601351
>Sparky

>>37601351
>>Melissa
Best grill

>>37601351
>Rin

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so we don't get a Rin route in which we go rape to producer?

>>37601351
>Melissa then

>>37601351
>Melissa

>>37601351
> Julie

Rolled 2 (1d3)

>>37601351
Time to see who's blessed by the dice today.

>>37601351
>Other
Lilith

>>37601558
Well okay dice I guess Sparky's turn is up

I'm still wondering how the hell P-san managed to assemble the whole test for Rochelle.

The other idols were probably in on it too, or else they would've injured or killed "The Mercs", and the staff were probably given advance warning.

So how did they manage to get Rochelle in the starting position in the first place?

>>37601351
>Melissa

>>37601692
Offered to let her play video games all day and slipped something in her drink?

Also I wonder if Melissa suffers guilt trips at being the only survivor of the bear?

>>37601692
1. P-san could've drugged her food and put her in the box while everyone set up the whole test.
OR
2. He finally decided to use DIRECT CONTROL and took control of Rochelle either the previous evening, or early in the morning, got to the starting position and undid the DIRECT CONTROL at around the time Rochelle usually gets up, thus waking her while in the box.

Personally I like the 2nd idea, seems like something The Captain would do.

>>37601480
Well no rape but imagine a day where Rin teases/flirts with the Producer.

>>37601351
>Sparky

>Rin

It's nice to finally join in this quest after binge-reading it through archives.

>>37601351
>Julie
Daughteru number 2


>>37602092
I too feel these feels.

>>37601692
What I want to know is how P-san got HUNK to participate in the whole exercise.

>>37602409
Probably monitored Clover Entertainment and caught wind of it.

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>>37601351
You are MELISSA, an idol of Clover Entertainment!

Currently, you off doing some errands. Mostly getting some snacks to restock the fridge, because SOMEBODY, you weren't going to name names, kept freaking EATING EVERYTHING.

Seriously, you loved Cole like a sister (and legally, she actually is) but goddamn there were times you really REALLY wanted to crush her skull in. It was kind of too bad that she'd EMP your arm every time you tried.

UGH. BACK TO THE SUBJECT.

You head to the supermarket, making sure to keep your scarf up to hide your face so nobody could recognize you. You just shuffle through the aisles, like any other person here, picking out out the little knickknacks and foods everybody requested of you. And then, you see it.

Or at least you think you did, just passing by.

"Captain...?" You mumble to yourself.

>Follow her.
>Nah, it was just your imagination.
>Other

>>37602409
>HUNK is Jenner's brother

>>37602484
>Follow.

>>37602484
>Follow her.

>>37602484
>>Follow her.

>>37602484
>Follow her.

>>37602484
>>Follow her.
This is a sneaking mission.

>>37602484
>Nah, it was just your imagination.

>>37602484
>Nah, it was just your imagination.

>>37602484
>Follow her.

>>37602484
>Follow her.

>>37602484
>>Nah, it was just your imagination.

>>37602409
Maybe all Special Forces people know each other, and The Captain just invited him to come along.

>>37602484
>>Follow her.

>>37602574
Old drinking buddy of P-san's maybe?

>>37602641
P-san never heard of Hunk before the raid to save Bella though.

>>37602574
>>37602641
>>37602689
Maybe all special forces trained by the major are on good terms with each other

>>37602409
I figured that after the whole incident ended, HUNK took it instride and when he was contacted, he went along as he wanted to see how well one of the girls that bested him would do.

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>>37602484
Yeah, that was kind of weird. You decide to go follow her. It was too much of a coincidence, really. However, you'd immediately move to make contact. After all, you didn't want to be wrong and have to end up dealing with a case of mistaken identity.

>roll 1d20

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>37602875
rolling for sneakiness or what?

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>37602875

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>37602875

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>37602875
>>37602911
nat 1 yes!

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>37602875

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>>37602911

>>37602911
fucking smooth.

>>37602925
like always

>>37602911
So what, we lose sight of her, and then she pops up right behind us?

>>37602911
Why..

>>37602917
You can go to hell.

>>37602875
You move to try and follow the Captain. However, you accidentally bump into a pair of men wearing white suits with blue undershirts. A very odd choice of dress, in you opinion.

"Oops, sorry." You mutter and nearly yelp when one of the suited men grabs you by the collar.

"That's pretty rude, kid." The man snarls. "Look, you messed up my nice suit here!"

"Yeah, what are you gonna do to make up for it?" The other joins in.

Now that you get a closer look at them, you realize that they're not just random guys with an odd fashion sense. They were thugs. Mafia thugs. Russian, judging from their accents.

"Maybe we should take her out back, huh?" Thug 1 says.

"Yeah, maybe we should." Thug 2 nods, his hand grabbing at an obviously concealed knife.

Well, this was inconvenient.

>Go along with it. Take it outside.
>You don't have time for this shit.
>Create a distraction to get away.
>Other

>>37603194
>You don't have time for this shit.

>>37603194
>>You don't have time for this shit.
Bend that knife

>>37603194
>>Create a distraction to get away.

>>37603194
>You don't have time for this shit.

>>37603194
>You don't have time for this shit.

>>37603194
>>You don't have time for this shit.
Have I introduced you to the mono molecular sword in my forearm, gents?

>>37603194
>You don't have time for this shit.
Go all Hotline Miami on them

>>37603194
>>You don't have time for this shit.

"You call THAT a knife?
*Snikt Armblade*
THIS is a KNIFE".

>>37603270
Do the Australian accent as well.

>>37603270
Or maybe just use Auged hand to grab the blade, and squeeze it to uselessness.

>>37603194
>>You don't have time for this shit.

>>37603194
"Hah, you call that a knife?" You grin as you grab it with your hand. Your augmetic one, of course. A slight squeeze is all it takes to completely crush the knife into an unrecognizable shape. Then, with your hand still balled into a fist, give Thug 2 a hard jab, sending him flying into a fridge case with a loud CRASH. Thug 1 tries to reach for his own weapon, when you extend your armblade and slice straight through his belt, causing his holstered gun, and his pants, falling to the ground.

"THIS is a knife." You smirk.

"Y-you will regret this!" Thug 1 wails as he turns and runs, stumbling a bit since his pants were still stuck around his ankles.

Heh, beating up punks was always enjoyable, but now you've attracted quite a bit of attention, as both customers and store staff come to see what's going on.

Crap, you were going to have to pay for that damage, weren't you?

Suddenly, another hand grabs you and starts dragging you away. You resist at first, but you recognize the way the arm tugs at you. Strong, clipped, and entirely mechanical.

"Captain?" You blink.

"You have no idea what you just did." Captain says, her voice slightly strained. It was the closest the Captain came to anger.

>Let her take you to where she's going.
>Wait, you need to get back to the office!
>Other

>>37603675
>>Let her take you to where she's going.

>>37603675
>>Wait, you need to get back to the office!

>>37603675
>>Let her take you to where she's going.

>>37603675
>Let her take you to where she's going.

>>37603675
>Wait, you need to get back to the office!
We're going anyways. Captain isn't going to let us go but doesn't mean we can't put up a fight. Even a little one.

>>37603675
>Wait, you need to get back to the office!

>>37603675
>>Wait, you need to get back to the office!

>>37603675

>"Apart from making a hilarious reference to an old movie?"

>LET HER TAKE YOU.

>>37603675

>Let her take you to where she's going.
Well we stepped in it.

>>37603675
>>Wait, you need to get back to the office!

>>37603675
Calm the fuck down and talk this shit out

>>37603675
>>Let her take you to where she's going.

>>37603675
>Let her take you to where she's going.

>>37603675
>Let her take you to where she's going.

>>37603675
"Captain, what the hell's going on?!" You hiss. "Where are you taking me?"

"A safehouse." Captain grunts. "You just messed with the Russian Mafia."

"Is that a bad thing?" You ask.

"Usually, yes." Captain says. "Especially when they were tailing me."

Okay, now you felt a little bad.

"What for?"

"Apparently, the Bear had friends. Lots of them." Captain grunts. "Apparently his brother is head of the Russian Mafia's stateside branch. They've been hounding me for months now."

"And you didn't think to ask for help?" You ask.

"Too dangerous. Plus I was trying to track down Little Bear." Captain says simply. "But you kind of messed that up."

"Oh, sorry." You sigh.

At this point, you now out in the parking lot. The Captain starts leading you to a nearby van when you hear a loud metallic CRASH behind you. You turn and you see him.

The Bear, armor and all.

"Damn." Captain sighs.

>He's right there! GET HIM!
>You need to get out of here!
>Other

>>37604212
>>He's right there! GET HIM!

>>37604212
>>He's right there! GET HIM!

>>37604212
>You need to get out of here!

>>37604212
>You need to get out of here!

We don't have anything but our knife... Sure it's nice knife but we kinda need bigger dakka choppa for this.

>>37604212
>>You need to get out of here!
>>Other
Call dad.

>>37604212
>He's right there! GET HIM

>>37604212
>The Bear, armor and all.
>armor and all.
Haha... NOPE.
>You need to get out of here!

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>37604212
>>You need to get out of here!

>Rolling for moving despite fear.

>>37604212
Get out of there!

>>37604212
>>You need to get out of here!

This is not how we were taught to fight!

>>37604300
The answer to all of life's little problems. Calling dad.

>>37604212
>>He's right there! GET HIM!

>>37604212
>You need to get out of here!

Will we finally see P-san steping up to the plate helping his daughter fight her old life?

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>>37604212
"I hope you have a quick way to get out of here." You grunt, eying the big armored beast of a man.

"I do. Better cover your ears." The Captain scowls as she grabs a nearby van, and with her enhanced cyborg strength, picks up the entire damn vehicle and tosses it at the Bear.

Damn, you wish you could do something like that.

However, the Bear catches the van effortlessly, as if it were a softball.

"I hope you got a better plan." You grimace.

"There's a reason why I said to cover your ears." The Captain says simply as she triggers a remote.

And then the van explodes.

"Now we run." The Captain grunts as she starts off at a full sprint. Thanks to her training, you're able to keep up with her, but only barely.

"So... you just... drive around with tons of high explosive packed in your car?" You pant.

"Never hurts to be prepared." The Captain shugs. "We should head for the safehouse."

"Where is it?" You pant.

"A couple districts over. It'll be a bit of a walk." Captain says simply.

"How about our office? It's a lot closer, and didn't the Producer agree that he'd always be there to help you out?"

"That's true, but..." The Captain actually frowns. "I don't want to cause trouble for him. This is pretty serious."

>Yeah, you're right.
>Do you think he'd care?
>Other

>>37604933
>Do you think he'd care?

>>37604933
>>Do you think he'd care?
P-san is the kind of person who looks out for friends.

"He's nice, and cool, and ...."

>>37604933
>Do you think he'd care?

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>>37604933
>Do you think he'd care?
the producer cannot be contained

>>37604933
>>Do you think he'd care?

>>37604933
>>Do you think he'd care?
>I think he'll ground me if I don't anyway.

>>37604933
>Do you think he'd care?

Papa P-san ain't no coward!

>>37604933
>>Do you think he'd care?

>>37604933
>>Do you think he'd care?
>>What did he tell you about this sort of thing?
I'm honestly half expecting P-san to personally break his foot off up the Bear's ass if he attacks Clover HQ.

>>37604933
>Yeah, you're right.
We want some place we can blow up, and the Producer would be put out if we blew up Clover.

>>37604933
>Do you think he'd care?

Sorry, some connection problems are causing delays.

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>>37604933
"Do you think he'd care?" You ask. "Dad- I mean- the Producer is one of the nicest people I know, and he'd do anything to help out a friend. He wouldn't mind."

"...Dad?" Captain pauses for a second.

"Um, yeah, he adopted me a little while ago." You admit sheepishly.

"Well, congratulations." Captain coughs. "I'm sure he'll make a great father."

"He is." You assure her. "So, can I call you Auntie Captain?"

"If you don't mind being buried alive." Captain grunts.

"Noted." You gulp.

It takes about ten more minutes to make your way to the office, with Captain making double sure that nobody was following you. The first thing you do when you get back is to head straight to the Producer's office and appraise him of the situation.

"...I see." Dad sighs as he sits down behind his desk. "So they got the entire Russian Mafia gunning for you now?"

"Pretty much." The Captain nods.

"Well, you can lay low here for a while. I'm sure the girls would love to see-"

"I didn't come here to hide." The Captain grunts. "I came here for help."

"What kind of help?" Dad raises a suspicious eyebrow.

"The Mafia won't stop chasing me, and it's not going to take them long to figure out you're connected to me." The Captain points out. "The only way we can stop them is to take them out. All of them."

"You're saying you want us to help you wipe out the Russian Mafia?" Dad asks incredulously.

"Their leader, Little Bear, is in Delta City. If we can take him and their lieutenants out, they'll stop chasing us."

"I don't think I can risk my girls' lives for something like that." Dad frowns.

>Don't worry, it'll just be me and the Captain, then.
>They'll probably come along anyways, Dad.
>Other

>>37606176
>>They'll probably come along anyways, Dad.

>>37606176
>They'll probably come along anyways, Dad.

>>37606176
>They'll probably come along anyways, Dad.
Especially Julie, she'll be storming their base the moment word reaches her.

>>37606176
>>They'll probably come along anyways, Dad.
"Cole needs a sister to help carry groceries and restock the fridge, and Julie doesn't have an auged arm."

>>37606176
>>They'll probably come along anyways, Dad.
>Julie will do it for Justice
>Also mention the bear and he promised

>>37606176
>They'll probably come along anyways, Dad.
Think of it as another live fire training exercise.

Should we ask the Producer to come along?

>>37606268
if we did things would end too quickly

>>37606176
>They'll probably come along anyways, Dad.
"Come on, Dad, you know how Julie is.
"And Dad, you know Cole is always gunning for a fight.
"Dad..."
Fit in as many "But Dad"s in there as possible.

>>37606176
>They'll probably come along anyways, Dad.

>>37606176
"Come on, Dad." You smile. "You know they'll probably come along anyways. Julie is, well, Julie, and Cole is always itching for a fight."

"You're very right, and that's what concerns me." Dad sighs. "Fortunately for you, Cole and Julie do happen to be free today. Morgan can also come along to provide sniper support."

"Thanks, Dad." You grin and turn to the Captain. "So what's the plan?"

"Well," The Captain reaches into her pocket and brings out a small holoprojector, which generates an image of a pretty cruddy looking apartment building, "this is where Little Bear is holed up. He lives in a penthouse on the top floor, and it's heavily fortified."

"And filled with thugs and bodyguards, I assume." Dad frowns.

"Correct." Captain nods. "Now, there's two possible ways in. We can fight our way in from the ground level, and then get to the top via the elevator shafts. This of course means we have to fought our way through the ground level defenses."

"Can't we come in from the air?" You ask. "We could bypass everything."

"And risk getting shot down by AA defenses." Captain sighs. "I know Morgan is good, but I don't know if she's THAT good."

>She hasn't let us down yet.
>You're right, it probably won't work.
>Other

>>37606514
>You're right, it probably won't work.
Morgan is the chew toy of the Dice Gods.

>>37606514
>>She hasn't let us down yet.

>>37606514
>She hasn't let us down yet.
Her super gun, the jet pack... I think she's good for this.

>>37606514
>She hasn't let us down yet.

>>37606514
>>You're right, it probably won't work.

>>37606514
>You're right, it probably won't work.
Not to discredit Morgan, but this is too much of an all or nothing gamble.

>>37606514
>>Other
what if we call sparky to blow up the building she would love the chance to do that.

>>37606514
>You're right, it probably won't work.

We Payday 2/Hotline Miami now

>>37606514
>>You're right, it probably won't work.
Look, Morgan's a good sniper, but I don't like this high risk.

>>37606514
>Other
"What about Sparky and making our own entrances? And trapping the ones that the thugs would use?"

>>37606514
>Other
Why not a demo job?

>>37606514
>>37606584
Oh man, lets do this.

>>37606514
"You're right, it probably won't work." You sigh. "I guess we go through the ground floor."

"As long as we don't stop or get bogged down, we should be fine." The Captain says simply. "Also, if the Little Bear is in danger, it's very likely his brother will come to protect him. Are you confident you can take him on?"

You pause as your memories surge through your mind. The image of that bastard, gloating over you as he held your dismembered arm over your head was burned in your memory. You would never forget nor forgive him for what happened that day.

"Yeah, it's a chance for payback." You say.

"A personal grudge, huh?" The Captain nods. "Is this going to be one of those things you insist on finishing yourself?"

>Of course. It wouldn't be satisfying otherwise.
>I don't know if I can handle him alone.
>Other

>>37606785
>Other
>I hope so. I really, really, hope so.
>But not enough to die for it.

>>37606785
>>Other
if not i have . . .sisters who hill help.

>>37606785
>We'll see now won't we.
Based on the what's happening during the mission. Love to see her get the kill but we're helping Captain here. Settling this grudge is just a really big bonus.

>>37606785
>Other
I've moved past that. He took my old family. Time for my new family to take him out

>>37606785
>>37606798
>>37606818
This

>>37606785
>Other
"I'd prefer to, but I'm realistic enough and trust my sisters enough for them to tag in if I need the help."

>>37606785

These are good:
>>37606798
>>37606818

>>37606785
>>37606798
I like this one.

>>37607219
>Morgan, can you thin some of them out, please?

>>37607219
>>Morgan, can you thin some of them out, please?

>>37607219
>>Morgan, can you thin some of them out, please?
>>Stig, plow the SUV straight through them.


I thought we use the 'bus' the one with the 20mm cannon,

>>37607219
>Stig, plow the SUV straight through them.

>>37607219
>Stig, plow the SUV straight through them.
The alarm will go off either way. Let's not waste bullets or energy with the small fry in the first stage.

>>37607219
>>Stig, plow the SUV straight through them.
Once he does
>Morgan, keep them off our backs.

>>37607219
What happen to the APC... Why are we not using that?

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>>37606785
"I really hope I can." You bite your lip. "But I'm smart enough to know to ask my sisters for help if I need it."

"Good to know." Dad nods and turns to the Captain. "I assume we're on a timer here?"

"Yes. Little Bear never stays in one place for too long." The Captain nods. "I figure we have less than 24 hours before he bolts again.

"So I guess that means we have to leave now." Producer sighs. "Would've liked for Rochelle and Sparky to come in as backup, but I guess we can't wait."

"Don't worry. Cole and Julie should be all we need." You smile.

"I hope." Dad sighs. "Good luck out there."

---

"Okay, now I'm having second thoughts." Cole frowns as she looks out the window of the SUV. "That's a LOT of thugs."

Sure enough, there were over a dozen of the white suited Russian thugs milling around the front door.

"Morgan, are you position?" You ask.

"Da." Your Russian sniper responds. "I have a clear line of sight to the penthouse as well as your quadrant of the building."

>Morgan, can you thin some of them out, please?
>Stig, plow the SUV straight through them.
>We'll do it the old fashioned way.
>Other

>>37607219
>Stig, plow the SUV straight through them.
Let's not tip our hand that we've got a sniper just yet

>>37607285
>Morgan, can you thin some of them out, please?
>Stig, plow the SUV straight through them.

>>37607285
>>Morgan, can you thin some of them out, please?
Revoting

>>37607285
>Stig, plow the SUV straight through them.
Same as >>37607270

>>37607285
Wait, why aren't we using our tank for this?

>>37607285
>Morgan, can you thin some of them out, please?

>>37607285
>>Stig, plow the SUV straight through them.
And once that happens
>Morgan, keep them off our backs

>>37607285
>We'll do it the old fashioned way
>engage Hotline Miami mode

>>37607321
A. We have an APC, not a tank
B. If we went to the penthouse with an APC, Little Bear would know we're coming (APCs are unsurprisingly hard to disguise as civilian transport) and there would be a lot of thugs with heavy weapons ready to waste us before we can get out.

>>37607374
The Viper IFV had way to disguise it's self as a civilian transport. That was half the reason we were debating about buying one before we looted one for ourselves.

>>37607285
"Stig, we'll plow right through them." You say.

Stig nods as he revs up the engine.

"Melissa," NEMO chimes. "Would you like me to participate as well?"

Because of the danger of AA fire, Dad instead opted to have NEMO control the Viper this time. The armored fighting vehicle was waiting in the wings, hidden in a valley and waiting to strike. Its firepower would be really great support, but part of you also felt it was a trump card that should be kept close to the vest.

>Have the Viper support the charge.
>Keep it in reserve for now.
>Other

>>37607396
>>Keep it in reserve for now.

>>37607396
>>Keep it in reserve for now.

>>37607396
>>Keep it in reserve for now.

>>37607389
I thought it just had a way of changing its camo pattern.

>>37607396
>>Keep it in reserve for now.

>>37607396
>Keep it in reserve for now.
They've got to have some big guns hidden.

>>37607417
>URBAN CAMOUFLAGE - 5000
>Originally a method to quickly change the color of your vehicle on demand, the military grade version allows a vehicle to completely change its appearance to match a vehicle of similar size.

Is what I recall it having. I may be wrong and I know I'm too lazy to go find out.

>>37607441
Pretty sure that's an upgrade we put on the SUV as an added measure of protection for the idols, last time we went shopping or upgrading was before we got the Viper.

>>37607479
>http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/35904134/#p35906146
>"Just about done!" Falynn pulls off her welding goggles and wipes some sweat off her forehead, inadvertently smearing some oil on there as well. "This baby is a real beauty! Thick armor, big guns, and it even comes with urban camo! Those guys paid top dollar for the options!"

Someone that isn't lazy.

>>37607396
>>Keep it in reserve for now.

>>37607396
"Negative, NEMO, just stay in reserve for now." You say. "Stig, you ready?"

Stig gives the thumbs up.

"Okay, EVERYBODY HOLD ON!" You yell.

>roll 1d20

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>37607551

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>37607551
Here comes the snow

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>37607551

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>37607551

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>>37607551
The SUV's engines roar as the whole vehicle surges forward. The noise causes the thugs out front to turn to see what the commotion was. Their reactions are slow and sluggish, as they weren't expecting an SUV to be coming at them at full speed. Even less so with a bunch of girls shooting guns out from the windows, too.

By the time they do have the sense to start firing, it's too late. What few rounds they're able to get off bounce and ricochet harmlessly off the SUV's armored hull.

"Brace for impact!" You yell as you see the apartment building's front doors loom larger as you get closer.

The entire vehicle is violently jolted as glass shatters, concrete crumbles, and steel twists. The front doors crumple like paper, sending thugs flying in all directions.

"Go!" The Captain yells as she kicks open the door. She's the first out, dashing towards the elevators and putting thugs down with short, controlled bursts of fire from her SMG.

"All right, girls, let's go!" You yell as you exit the SUV as well. By the time you do, The Captain is already on the other side of the hall and a the elevators. However, more and more thugs were streaming in.

"Come on, I'll cover you!" The Captain waves at you to move forward.

>Sprint your way there at full speed.
>Move there methodically and slowly.
>OTher

>>37607727
>>Move there methodically and slowly.

>>37607727
>>Move there methodically and slowly.

>>37607727
>Sprint your way there at full speed.
gotta go fast

>>37607727
>>Move there methodically and slowly.

>>37607727
>Sprint your way there at full speed.
I'm looking forward to using all of the mechanical arm perks that we never use against the bear at once.

>>37607727
>Move there methodically and slowly.

>>37607727
>>Sprint your way there at full speed.

>>37607727
>Sprint your way there at full speed.
Trust in the Capt. Besides we can't let this one get away.

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>37607727
Rolling for tiebreaker

1. Fast
2. Slow

Rolled 14, 12, 18 = 44 (3d20)

>>37607859
"Okay, go go go! MOVE!" You yell, pushing Cole and Julie forward. "We need to close the distance!"

>roll 3d20

Rolled 9, 1, 16 = 26 (3d20)

>>37607884
Rolling

Rolled 4, 20, 6 = 30 (3d20)

>>37607884

Rolled 11, 13, 20 = 44 (3d20)

>>37607884

>>37607903
I say we convert the last 20 into STAR POWER

lets see what happens

Rolled 3, 13, 13 = 29 (3d20)

>>37607903
Okay, that last 20 is for Julie. Would you like to STAR POWER that?

You currently have 0 STAR POWER.

>Y
>N

>>37607947
Y

>>37607947
>Y

Rolled 19, 9, 6 = 34 (3d20)

>>37607947
>Y
This isn't her thread

>>37607947
Y

>>37607947
>Y

>>37607947
>Y

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>>37607947
>STAR POWER POINT GAINED
>You have 1 STAR POWER now!

"Go!" You yell. You fire your MG wildly to the left in an effort to suppress the thugs while Julie holds her shield up high to the right to deflect incoming fire. Cole fires a few bursts with her rifle, but she's moving too much to get any accurate hits.

The Captain, however, keeps dropping thugs like flies with controlled bursts from her position at the elevators. Meanwhile, Stig backs the SUV out to disengage from the battle, and thugs begin streaming in from the demolished front doors as well.

Not much time left.

Once you reach the elevator doors, Julie spins around to shield you all while the Captain proceeds to pry the doors open.

"Go! Hold onto the wire!" She says, pointing to the elevator cable. "Once we cut it the counterweight will take you straight to the top!"

"What about you?" You ask.

"I'll stay down here to keep the henchmen busy." The Captain says.

>Good luck, then.
>You should come with us.
>You're going to need backup, then.
>Other

>>37608137
>>Good luck, then.

>>37608137
>>Good luck, then.

Sisters stand in Solidarity. Damn, I love alliteration.

>>37608137
>Good luck, then.

>>37608137
>>Good luck, then.

How should we fight the bear?

>>37608226
Um....Having a mid-battle debate about family, friends, love, hate, and philosophy?

>>37608246
I thought Melissa might either rage or freeze up

>>37608262
We've trained her better than that, I expect nothing less than full tacticool operation.

>>37608277
True, but this is her inner childhood fear though and she is still a teenager, her exterior might be calm and cool but inside is different.

>>37608226
If we get out of the penthouse and move to an open area, I think Cole could Lightning Strike him to make his armor useless.

>>37608355
Or it could be insulated to such things.

Slow thread today?

>>37608137
"Okay, good luck, then." You say reluctantly.

"Come on, kid, do you really think these squishy punks can take me down?" Tarin looks back at you. "Now go. Finish it."

You nod and wait for Julie and Cole to grab onto the cable before slicing it. The cable shrieks as the counterweight drops without its support, and the three of you wince as you are pulled up the shaft at a rapid rate. All the while, scenarios play through your head on how to handle the Bear if... no, WHEN you encounter him.

However, you time is all too short, as you finally reach the top of the shaft. An electrical pulse from Cole is enough to get the doors to open and the three of you roll into the hallway of the top floor penthouse. Unlike the rest of the apartment, the penthouse actually looked pretty nice. No guards in sight, either. The three of you sweep the penthouse, but don't find any sign of either Bear.

"Where the hell could he be?" You wonder. "Morgan, did you see anything?"

"He was definitely in the penthouse prior to the attack." Morgan says. "I lost visual of him, but I don't think he went down the elevators or onto the roof."

Huh...

>roll 2d20

Rolled 5, 20 = 25 (2d20)

>>37608537
Dice!

Rolled 2, 12 = 14 (2d20)

>>37608537

Rolled 16, 9 = 25 (2d20)

>>37608537

Rolled 15, 8 = 23 (2d20)

>>37608537

>>37608544
>>37608545
>>37608548
Okay, we got this.

>>37608544
Looks like Cole just rolled a crit! Would you like to STAR POWER it?

>Y
>N

>>37608567
Y

>>37608567
Y

>>37608567
Y

Thunderbolt or Railgun the Penthouse guys?

>>37608567
>Y

>>37608567
>STAR POWER point gained!
>You now have 2 points!

On a hunch, you use the seismic sensor in your augmetic leg to ping the entire penthouse floor. Your sensors immediately feed data back to you, building a visual picture of the entire complex. Most of the floor seems pretty normal. Made out of the standard steel and concrete most buildings these age consisted of. However, you found on anomaly. An empty void in the floor that seemed to absorb all of the seismic shock.

Of course. A panic room.

You immediately storm over to where you believe the panic room is, and with one sweep of your augmetic arm, tear off the wall covering to reveal a large vault door.

"Well shit." Julie scratches her head. "How are we gonna get through THAT?"

>Cover me. I'll take care of it.
>Cole, can you do something about it?
>Other

>>37608788
>Cole, can you do something about it?

>>37608788
>>Cole, can you do something about it?
Use a railgun (use Melissa's arm and leg if you have to). If what I hear about what happens inside of tanks is true....

>>37608788
>>Cole, can you do something about it?

>>37608788
>Other
Demolish the floor below and drop the panic room all the way to the ground.

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>>37608788
We'll have Nemo drop us a thermal drill so we can drill the vault jk

>>Cover me. I'll take care of it.

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>>37608788
"Cole, can you do something about it?" You ask your local electromancer.

"Well, that depends." Cole gives an evil grin as lightning arcs through her fingers. "You want to do this the quiet way or the loud way?"

>Quiet, please.
>Loud, of course.
>Other

>>37608895
>Loud, of course.

Let's try out a Dynamic Entry

>>37608895
>Loud, of course.

>>37608895
>>Loud, of course.

>>37608895
>Loud, of course.
He already knows we're here.

>>37608895
>>Loud, of course.

>>37608895
"Loud of course." You say.

"Hehehehehehe." Cole laughs evilly as she pulls out a handful of coins from her pockets. "You uh, better stand back."

Oh boy, you have an inkling of what Cole was going to do and you quickly get some distance.

"KNOCK KNOCK, MOTHERFUCKER!" Cole cackles as she starts sending hypersonic coin after coin into the vault door. To the door's credit, though, it manages to withstand the initial barrage with only a few scratches or dents. However, a few more volleys, and that door will eventually crumple.

However, you're interrupted by a loud CRASH, as the Bear literally drops down through the ceiling as if it weren't there. His armor, now scorched and scratched thanks to the Captain's booby trap earlier today, somehow looked even more menacing as the painted bear face glares at you. You know you only have seconds to react.

>Get Cole to safety.
>Stand your ground and try to suppress the Bear.
>Get into close combat.
>Other

>>37609047
>>Get into close combat.

>>37609047
>>Stand your ground and try to suppress the Bear.

If anything, a nice good defenstration could do the job.

>>37609047
>>Get into close combat.

>>37609047
>Get into close combat.
Remember the basics of CQC and all that.

>>37609047
You don't even stop to think. Before you know it, you're already tossing aside your weapon and charging the Bear with a primal scream escaping your mouth. Your augmetic fist is clenched and ready to strike.

>roll 1d20

>>37609047
>Get Cole to safety.

He's in powered armor, Cole isn't.

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>37609147
USE BURNING FIST

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>37609147

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>37609147

Rolled 15 (1d20)

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>37609147

>>37609147
Your combat skin flexes and twists as it tries to add strength to our augmented punch. Your fist strikes the Bear right in the front chestplate wth a loud CLANG. The Bear himself is forced back, his boots grinding against the floor as he tries to bring himself to a stop. However, now you're stuck in a stalemate as you both stare each other down.

"Melissa, you need help?" Julie calls out.

>Give me a hand here!
>Just keep Cole covered!
>Other

>>37609301
>Give me a hand here!
>You too Cole!

>>37609301
>>Just keep sis (Cole) covered!

>>37609301
>>Just keep Cole covered!
We don't need help just yet.

>>37609301
>>Just keep Cole covered!

>>37609301
>Just keep Cole covered!

>>37609301
>>Just keep Cole covered!
Look out for our sister

Rolled 11, 20, 1 = 32 (3d20)

>>37609301
"Just keep Cole covered!" You bark as you you move to strike the Bear again. However, this time he's ready and aims his own punch at you.

>roll 1d20

>>37609422
Oh fuck this, use a Star Power.

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>37609422

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>37609422

>>37609427
Can we do that, just use a SP to pass a roll?

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>37609422

>>37609439
uhh...

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Rolled 8, 7, 17 = 32 (3d20)

>>37609422
Again, you send a flurry of blows at the Bear, your augmetic arm denting in his armor and forcing him back even further. The Bear roars and tries to strike back. However, your combat skin keeps you light and fast enough to dodge his attack, though just barely. And just as well, a solid hit from him in that power armor of his could mean the end of you.

>roll 1d20

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>37609484

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>37609484

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>37609484
Those who survive a long time on the battlefield start to think they're invincible...

>>37609484
This time, both your fists meet at the same time. The impact is so loud, so fierce, it actually sends a small shockwave outwards, shattering the windows around you. Both your fists grind and against each other, and you grit your teeth as you try to maintain position. However, in a situation like this, the Bear had the advantage in a straight up contest.

"I have a visual on the Bear." Morgan says. "Do you want me to take the shot?"

>Take it!
>I can handle him.
>Other

>>37609545
>I can handle him.

>>37609545
>Just disable him!

>>37609545
>I can handle him.

>>37609545
>Take it!

>>37609545
>>Take it!

Better be a headshot, Morgan.

>>37609545
>Take it!

>>37609545
>I can handle him.
he's mine

>>37609545
>Other

Aim for his joints

>>37609545
>>Take it!

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>>37609545
"Take the shot, Morgan!" You yell.

"Roger. Taking the shot," Morgan announces.

>roll 1d20

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>37609646

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>37609646

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>37609646

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>>37609649

>>37609649
Haha, you're really on a roll today! Do you want to convert that to STAR POWER?

You currently have 2 points.

>Y
>N

>>37609687

>N

Let Morgan have this one.

>>37609687
>Y
Melissa should be the one to deliver the killing blow.

>>37609687
>Y

>>37609698
This is Morgan's shot, not Melissa's.

>>37609687
Y

>>37609687
>Y

>>37609687
>N

>>37609687
N

>>37609687

>>37609687
Funnily enough since this is Morgans first shot, she will have +3 to it so that 17 becomes a unnatural 20.

>>37609758
you know it helps to actually have stuff inside a post when you vote...

>>37609687
>N

>>37609687
>>37609697 here changing to
>Y

>>37609687
"Take it!" You yell as your feet start sliding against the floor as you lose ground.

"Firing. Don't make any sudden movements." Morgan warns.

And then the Bear's power pack on his back explodes seconds before you even hear the shot. His body remains standing as his power armor locks up, immortalizing his final moments, trapped in the very thing that protected him.

Now was your chance...

>Ask if he remembers who you are.
>FINISH HIM.
>Just leave him. It's not worth it.
>Other

>>37609803
>>Ask if he remembers who you are.

>>37609803
>Ask if he remembers who you are.

>>37609803
>>Ask if he remembers who you are.
then when he realizes who we are
>FINISH HIM.

>>37609803
>Just leave him. It's not worth it.

Melissa's not who she was before.

>>37609803
>>FINISH HIM.
let's not get vipered

>>37609803
>FINISH HIM.

>>37609803
>>Just leave him. It's not worth it.

>>37609803
>FINISH HIM.

>>37609803
>FINISH HIM.

>>37609803
>Ask if he remembers who you are.

>>37609803
>Ask if he remembers who you are.

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>>37609803
"Do you remember me?? You ask the Bear as you pace closer to him.

"...no." The Bear grunts. He doesn't try to struggle or escape his armor. He knows it's over for him.

"How about I jog your memory?" You as as you disconnect your augmetic arm. "A bunch of years ago, down in the Tombs. You went down there to kidnap a bunch of kids, and one them tried to fight back... so you chopped off an arm and leg and left her to die. Do you remember now?"

The Bear remains silent. You can't tell what sort of expression he's making, but you get the feeling he's making all the connections now.

"So, what now? Are you going to kill me? Is that going to make you feel better?" He asks.

You pause for a second before answering.

"Yeah." You say and hit him with the hardest, most powerful punch you could muster. So hard that your arm literally demolishes itself. Servos crack, circuitry shorts out, and the superstructure buckles and breaks from the force. But oh is it worth seeing the bastard fly back out of the roof he dropped in from and down to the ground below.

Despite your arm being in bad shape, you never felt better in your life. It was as if a great weight had finally been taken off you.

"You done?" The Captain asks as she walks in, covered with blood and grime. You notice form a few cracks and dents on her body that she didn't get through completely usncathed.

"Yeah. You?"

(cont)

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>>37610003
"Taken care of." The Captain nods simply. "Cole managed to crack open the vault and I took care of the rest."

"Awwww, are we done already?" Julie wails.

"Yep. Guess we can go home now." Cole shrugs.

"We should get going. The police often don't come out here but somebody is going to investigate the commotion." The Captain cautions.

"Yeah, sure, just give me a sec." You say as you bend down to pick up the one thing the Bear left behind.

His battle axe. The same one used to brutally dismember you all those years ago.

Heh, maybe it'll make a nice souvenir. Not like he's going to need it where he's going...

>And that's it for tonight! As always, next thread is next week. And don't forget PJ Witches on Sunday and Ace Combat on Friday!

>>37610009
Well done girls and thanks for running, Merc.

>>37610009
thanks for the thread Merc

>>37610009
I passed out on my keyboard there for a bit, damn you and your late running Merc, thanks for running though, was fun.

>>37610009
Thanks for the run, merc!

>>37610009
Thanks for the thread Merc.

Though I passed out on the ending though I wanted to know a couple of thinks.

How did Rochelle's date with the Producer went.?

Also what did Melissa use that coupon thing, Morgan, Rochelle and Morgan used?

Also how did Melissa punch him with her Augmentic arm if she disconnected it?

>>37611373
By swinging it like a club obviously.

>>37611394
>"Yeah." You say and hit him with the hardest, most powerful punch you could muster. So hard that your arm literally demolishes itself. Servos crack, circuitry shorts out, and the superstructure buckles and breaks from the force. But oh is it worth seeing the bastard fly back out of the roof he dropped in from and down to the ground below.