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>>37708597
If you remembered anything about Indians, from your past, it was that they rode horses and shot bows and arrows at cowboys, so you think it’s a joke but not much of one. They probably have guns now anyway.

You’ve loaded yourself for the trip, meaning you packed the one extra set of clothes they gave you and managed to get your pistol and knife back from the base armory. There was a little holdup because you had some trouble with the paperwork, but apparently you had been cleared since you were leaving.

As you’re about to climb into the truck you’ve been assigned to, you look up. Towards the front you think you see a familiar face, the sergeant who led the team that rescued you.

>Go say something…probably thanks.
>Just climb in the truck, he probably doesn’t remember you.
>Other.

>>37708615
>Go say something…probably thanks.

>>37708615
>Go say something…probably thanks.

Let the guy know he made a difference in our life.

>>37708615
>>Go say something…probably thanks.

>>37708615
>Go say something…probably thanks.

Alright, looks like we're saying thanks to the Sarge.

Writing.

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>>37708615
Pausing before you climb in, you decide that you should probably go so thanks or something…supposedly you should talk to people more. You still aren’t sure about that but the sergeant was nice enough when he captured you, he can’t be that bad. Probably.

Walking towards him as he’s pointing several soldiers towards other vehicles in the group you’ll be travelling with, his eyes lock on you as you approach.

“You’re that kid from a few weeks ago, aren’t you?” he asks, “With the dead crazy preacher.”

You’re surprised he remembers you, you aren’t sure you’d remember you if he does that stuff as much as he seems to.

“Yeah,” you say, your voice still relatively quiet from years of not talking very much, “I just saw you and wanted to…say thanks I guess.” You shrug, still not all that great at talking to people.

His face cracks a very small smile as you say that.

“You’re welcome kid,” he says to you, “You going to Fort Riley with us?”

You nod, “The councilor said they found a job out there for me, mercenary work since I don’t have any other skills.”

The sergeant’s grin goes away when you say that, shaking his head.

“Fucking crazy world,” he mutters under his breath, glancing back towards the front as one of the big trucks with a gun mounted on top starts up. Turning back towards you, his face seems more businesslike. “Looks like we’re heading out kid,” he says, “You best get back in your vehicle.”

You nod, turning about until he calls to you.

“Kid,” he says.

“Yeah?” you ask, turning your head back towards him.

“You ever get in trouble, you ask about the post for Sergeant Jones, I’ll see if I can help ya out, you don’t seem to bad.”

“Thanks,” you say, wondering why he cares so much.

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>>37709386

Reaching your truck you climb in, nodding at the soldier sitting in the back with you before curling up and trying to get some more sleep. The trucks, all loud and noisy, start moving, you aren’t sure how long it’s going to take you to get there.

Arriving at Fort Riley after a long drive, you aren’t sure exactly how long it was, you climb out of the truck when it comes to a stop. You aren’t sure what it looked like before, but the place you stopped in front of doesn’t look like much of a fort. It looks more like a small town than anything, lots of building clustered around a central area which seems to have more soldiers around.

Climbing down out of the truck, you look about. You don’t see Sergeant Jones and you don’t know anyone else, so that leaves you a little out of options seeing as how you don’t actually know where you’re supposed to go from here, the card doesn’t exactly have an address or map on it.

>Ask somebody for directions, a local would know, right?
>Try to find the place yourself. (Will call for roll)
>Just wander about, nobody will notice one way or the other.
>Other

>>37709408
>Ask somebody for directions, a local would know, right?

>>37709408
>>Try to find the place yourself. (Will call for roll)
Recon time

>>37709408
>>Try to find the place yourself. (Will call for roll)

Considering our social skills, I'd rather take my chances with the Dice Gods.

>>37709408
>Ask somebody for directions, a local would know, right?
If we're ever going to work on our sociability, gotta at least try

>>37709408
>Ask somebody for directions, a local would know, right?

>>37709520
Apparently its a PMC who's manning the fort, I think. Though I suppose they are on the goverments payroll.

>>37709408
>Try to find the place yourself. (Will call for roll)

>>37709408
>Ask somebody for directions, a local would know, right?
we need to train our social

>>37709408
>>Ask somebody for directions, a local would know, right?

>>37709408
>Ask somebody for directions, a local would know, right?

>>37709408
>Find the place yourself.

>>37709408
Alright, looks like you're asking for directions.

Writing.

Also taking questions if they're appropriate.

>>37709795
So what equipment tier is our knife?
How many reloads do we have for our pistol and if we have any, what tier boolets?

>>37709840
Tier 1.

Standard ammo 1.
Which I have ruled to be enough for one fight.
Don't actually want to spend more time keeping track of ammo than writing the quest.

>>37709795
Is it a regular looking town or real wild west/ muddy/ psuedoChechnya?

>>37709895
Second. It's not white picket fences and two story houses.

>>37709795
How much does this gig actually pay?

>>37710019
Roof over our heads and food on our plate`?

>>37709924
Like real tore up (Syria/Detroit) or just neglected/not fancy (Average Romanian city)?

>>37710019
You don't know that yet. But it'll probably vary on how hard the job is. At least you assume that's how it works.

>>37710080
Somewhere in between.

The army building look new for the most part, if a bit dirty.

Most of the other buildings don't look as great, but some are in decent condition. A few wrecks about.

>>37710118
cool, just trying to get a mental picture of sort of wild west or full blown apocalypse. Do we have regular rags or are we dressed more in a military manner (camouflage bdu, rigging, awesome super cool long/trenchcoat w/ shoulder holster {Miami vice as Fuck}, etc?)

>>37710247
Combo wild west/not quite complete apocalypse, society has managed to hang on mostly/sorta. They can still make guns and trucks apparently.

You are dressed in relatively sterile military style pants and top. One boring holster for your pistol and knife.

>>37710290
Is it leather shoulder holster (plz)?

>>37710366
Nope. Boring side holster. Shoulder rigs are really only good for people who sit a lot anyway.

>>37710383
True, and relating to this quest holster type is probably irrelevant. While shoulder is a slower more inconvenient draw they are comfy/light as hell if you get a good one.

>>37709408
Right…well, you really don’t want to get lost before you even leave the middle of the fort…town, whatever it is. You were really pretty sure that forts had walls damn it.

Looking about, you see a soldier who looks a little less dirty than the ones you just got off the truck with. He’s probably from around here or at least can point you in the direction of someone who can.

Gathering up your courage, you try to approach him non-threateningly, which is relatively easy since he’s wearing combat gear and carrying a rifle while you have on regular clothes and a pistol.

“Excuse me,” you say as you walk up to him, “Could I ask you where to find somewhere around here?”

The soldier looks at you and gives you a shrug.

“Sure kid,” he says, though he’s probably not a whole lot older than you, “Where are you looking for? The Bar? The Brothel?”

You shake your head, you aren’t even really sure what a brothel is.

“No,” you say, “I’m looking for wherever Morrigan Military Solutions is located.”

The soldier nearly spits when you say that. “Why the hell are you looking for that place kid?” he asks you.

You hold out the card you were given. “Apparently I work there,” you say to him.

The soldier looks at the card like it might bite him. “That way,” he says, pointing across the open area in the middle towards an opening between a solid looking mostly brick building and a dilapidated house, “Go past the market and it’ll be on the other side of the square, just don’t tell them I sent you.”

You nod, wondering why he seems so scared.

“Thanks,” you say to him.

“Kid,” he says, “piece of advice, don’t try hitting on them.”

You nod, turning to head towards the market. Why would you hit them anyway? Aren’t you supposed to work with them?

>>37710499
Striding past the buildings the soldier had pointed at, you see the market area. There are a few stalls and vendors around, some with food, some with guns, a couple with various other things you aren’t sure about. Food and guns have been your life for a while.

Off in the corner, you see a relatively small two story building with a sign on it, two big M’s and an S on it. You guess that’s where you’re supposed to head. You could also check out the market if you wanted, though you’re pretty sure you don’t have anything to trade with.

>Head to the MMS building.
>Check out the market.
>Other.

>>37710525
>Head to the MMS building.

>>37710525
>>Head to the MMS building.
We should check our accommodations before shopping.

>>37710525
>Head to the MMS building.

>“Kid,” he says, “piece of advice, don’t try hitting on them.”

I think I know where this might be heading...

>>37710525
>>Head to the MMS building.

Not sure what we could get at the market at this point besides trouble. Don't have much of value that we can afford to trade off yet.

>>37710525
>Head to the MMS building.

>>37710525
>>Check out the market.
See the person who supplies this hole with guns.

>>37710525
>Check out the market.
Good way to gauge a town, keep an ear open, I'm assuming there's still plenty of sunlight to burn too. I'm guessing we weren't given a specific time to show up?

>>37710588
You aren't even sure if they know you're coming.

>>37710525
>Head to the MMS building.
Let's get situated first.

>>37710549
Our Guide is an Awesome Guide.

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>>37710383
We need to un-Boringfy ourselves Stat!
Also, work on that Social stat.
We'll need to give it all the bonuses we can get.

Can Clothes give us bonuses To our stats?
Is the best Social boosting clothing a red cardigan sweater?

>>37710682
It would be funny if we turned into a friendly yet psychotic Mr. Rogers. Not that were not probably borderline sociopathic with the shit we went through.

>>37710682
I'd rather be boring and practical, since being practical tends to help with survival. This ain't Guides other quest.

>>37710499
>“piece of advice, don’t try hitting on them.”
>You nod, turning to head towards the market. Why would you hit them anyway? Aren’t you supposed to work with them?

>[Maniacal Laughter]
Guide is Truly the best QM on /tg/.

>>37710682
Depends on the person.

Not a whole lot of people care about Mr. Rodgers in the bleak future with no T.V.

For all you know wearing the bloody skins of your defeated enemies is in vogue.

>>37710760
Are headbands made of flesh the newest, hippest things amongst the ghetto youngsters?

>>37710736
Yeah I'd imagine our character prefers to be somewhat inconspicuous given his origin, summed up as trying not to die.

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>>37710760
>Not a whole lot of people care about Mr. Rodgers in the bleak future with no T.V.

Anyway, looks like you're going into the building.

Writing.

>>37710783
You'll have to find out.

But the military people were very militarily dressed, so probably not with them.

>>37710760
>Not a whole lot of people care about Mr. Rodgers in the bleak future with no T.V.

Forget crazy murder the collapse of society, THIS is the true sign of a bleak Post-apocalyptic future.

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Please let it be true...

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>>37710525
Based on the way several of the people around you are arguing, having something to buy things with is really important, you aren’t sure what a bushel is, but you hear dollars thrown about as well, you remember them. Don’t have any though. So, you decide to head over to the MMS building first, they’ll probably help you out. Hopefully.

Carefully moving through the strange mass of people that you don’t know, you do your best to not bump into anyone, you still aren’t great with this many people either, seeing as how you previously only really had to keep a couple dozen faces in mind when wandering around the compound.

As you approach the building, you notice a smaller one next to it that seems to be partially attached or at least likely owned by the same people. You hear some sounds coming out of it, but decide that the main one is probably your best bet.

Stepping inside, you see a person at a desk. The woman has long dark hair and is wearing a set of glasses. She looks up from the book she’s reading as you enter.

“Can I help you?” she asks.

>Tell her you were sent here by the military.
>Ask her if this is Morrigan Military Solutions.
>Tell her you think you work here.
>Ask her what she’s reading.
>Other.

>>37711115
>>Tell her you think you work here.
>>Ask her what she’s reading.

>>37711115
>Tell her you were sent here by the military.

>Tell her you think you work here.

>>37711115
>Tell her you think you work here.
>Ask her if this is Morrigan Military Solutions.

>>37711115
>>Tell her you think you work here.

>>37711115
>Tell her you were sent here by the military.
>Tell her you think you work here.

>>37711115
>Tell her you were sent here by the military.
>Tell her you think you work here.

>>37711115
>Other.
FLIRT
FLIRT
FLIRT
AND FLIRT HARD

>>37711115
>>Tell her you think you work here.

>>37711200
What is this flirting you speak of anon?

>>37711115
>Tell her you were sent here by the military.
>Ask her what she’s reading.
Oh boy. Rider secretary

>>37711115
>Ask her if this is Morrigan Military Solutions.
>Tell her you think you work here.
>Ask her what she’s reading.

>>37711190
>>37711189
>>37711163
He said not to say though

>>37711207
Fierce liability insistent reminder time?

>>37711225
He said don't tell them HE sent you. Not that the entire military didn't

>>37711225
He said don't tell him "he" sent us here. The military itself did get the job for us though.

>>37711115
>>Ask her what she’s reading.

>>37711115
>>Ask her if this is Morrigan Military Solutions.
What exactly is Morrigan Military Solutions. I'm hoping for company pitch for information.

>>37711246
Don't know, it might be one of those extra parts they didn't teach you about when you were working with the trucks.
Anyway, looks like "Tell her you think you work here" and "The military sent me," win.

Writing.

We got sent to a building that trains combat teams made up entierly of women, didn't we.

>>37711386
you were expecting something else?insert dio joke here

>>37711405
Well, I kinda figured as much, since it's Guide, but I just had to make sure.

>>37711340
Oh hell. All right.. uhh.. flirt.. flirt.. flirt.. maybe it's got something to do with the fuel injectors?

>>37711386
Really? Dammit.

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>>37711115
“I uhm, think I work here,” you say, holding out the card you were given by your counselor, “the military sent me here. They kinda…rescued me I guess.”

The girl sets her book down and looks at the card.

“That is our card…” she says, looking up at you and examining you, eyes focusing on the relatively new if plain looking outfit that you happen to be wearing, “And you certainly look like one of the new rescues we see around sometimes.”

She leans over to dig in a drawer, coming back up with a really small looking file.

“What’s your name?” she asks you.

“William,” you reply, not quite remembering your second one.

“Well, either you’re a really good liar or you’re our guy,” she says, closing the folder and holding out her hand, “Welcome to Morrigan Military Solutions, you can call me Mary.”

“Nice to meet you,” you say, shaking her hand. You’re pretty sure that’s what you’re supposed to do. You notice her hand doesn’t have any calluses; she probably doesn’t shoot a lot.

“Right,” she says, dropping your hand, “Lets introduce you to the rest of the team.”

Turning around and putting a mildly annoyed look on her face she yells, “Boss! The new guy we got sent by the military is here!”

You hear a thump from upstairs and some foot-steps, a mildly grumpy looking face coming down the stairs, followed by two others.

“What do you mean new guy?” asks the blonde haired woman, apparently the boss, as she comes down the stairs, “And who’s he?”

“He’s the new guy,” says Mary, “The one I told you about two weeks ago when we got that notice from the government.”

“Oh, right,” says the woman, scratching her arm as the two others, one taller and dark haired, the other even shorter than you and with similar blonde hair also come down the stairs to see what’s going on.

“You don’t look like much,” she says as she peers at you, “You got a name new guy?”
>William.
>Kid.
>New guy.
>Other.

>>37711628
>>William.

>>37711628
>William.

>>37711628
>William.

>>37711628
>>William.

>>37711628
>William

>>37711628
>William

>>37711628
>William.

>>37711628
>>New guy

In the most deadpan voice possible.

>>37711628
>William
Or Will. Or Wil. Or Billy. So on so forth etc ad nauseam

>>37711628
>new guy
As close to a joke as our incredibly weak social skills will allow

>>37711628
>William.
>Kid.

>>37711628
>>William.

>>37711628
>William

>>37711709
We've got no social interaction capacity what so ever. We didn't talked to anyone. We slept. Got beaten. Killed people. Fixed trucks. Ran note.

Looks like William wins.

Writing.

>>37711628
>>William.

>>37711764
You talked a little bit. When spoken to first.

>>37711863
Do we usually have a deadpan/disinterested voice and expression you think, or do you imagine william as being an animated quiet type, or something else entirely.

>>37711924
Deadpan/disinterested/quiet.

You're still kind of amazed that military rations taste so good.

Take that as you will.

>>37711961

...Please, please, PLEASE tell me that opinion is WITH hot sauce.

>>37711998
What's hot sauce?

>>37712004
Poor Willie, he knows so little of the wonders of the world...
Then again that means now he can slowly discover them, one amzing thing at a time.

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>>37712004
Wait I got this one. You put it in the truck.. wait fuck no that's anti-freeze.

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Oh boy, I managed to catch Child-solider quest by Based-Guide.

Jesus that horrifying....on the other hand the fun that we can have with this.

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>>37712133
I wanted to use him, but he's too young unfortunately.

>>37712174
I imagine the cult Will was part of is somewhat infamous, is it going to be brought up later in a where did you learn this-reply name-conversation goes dead for 30m scene?

>>37712264
It's a little infamous. But lots of shit went down that you don't really know about. Depending on the person, the reaction will be different.

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>>37711628
“William,” you reply automatically. Of course you have a name, doesn’t everyone?

Apparently this is the wrong answer, as the boss puts her hand over her face and sighs. “Not your name,” she says with a sigh, “What’s your handle? Your nickname?”

You shake your head. Apparently you’re supposed to have more than one name. Who knew.

The boss sighs again.

“Alright,” she says, “Until you earn another one, you’re Billy, understand?”

You nod your head.

“Anyway,” starts the boss, “Get yourself settled in and…”

Mary coughs from where she’s reading her book.

“Oh, right,” says the boss, “I’m Morrigan, this is Nem and that’s Cath,” she says, pointing to herself, the short one and then the tall girl.

Mary smiles a bit and goes back to her book.

“ANYWAY,” she says, shooting a glance at Mary, “As I was saying, go find a place to put your stuff and we can get you kitted out. We’ve got an easy job coming up, I want to see how you do.”

You nod, looking around and then setting your spare roll of clothes on the ground off in a corner before turning and looking at the group.

“Ready,” you say.

Out of the group, Mary looks sad, Morrigan sighs and Nem grins at you. Cath doesn’t seem to do much with that face of hers at all, you can relate.

“What?” you ask them.

“Nevermind…” says Morrigan, “We need to get you kitted up. You wanna use what we got in the back or do you think you want to try the market? They have different stuff, but you can’t be sure of what you’ll get. We can give you some seed money.”

>Grab some stuff from the back. (Will have a few pre-selected kits.)
>Market. (Try to assemble your own. $300 starter money.)

>>37712327
>Market. (Try to assemble your own. $300 starter money.)

>>37712327
hey guide can you link me to the first session? i seem to have missed it

>>37712327
>Grab some stuff from the back. (Will have a few pre-selected kits.)

Want to shop really do. But it always bogs shit down and kills time

>>37712327
>Market.
Lets. Go. Shopping.

>>37712327
>>Market. (Try to assemble your own. $300 starter money.)

May as well customize to our specialties.

>>37712363
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=Mercenary%20Quest%202030

Knew I forgot something.

>>37712327
>>Market. (Try to assemble your own. $300 starter money.)

>>37712327
>Grab some stuff from the back. (Will have a few pre-selected kits.)
I really hate quest shopping

>>37712327
>Grab some stuff from the back. (Will have a few pre-selected kits.)

Mercs always have pretty good stuff we can always go to the market if we want/need something.

>>37712327
>Grab some stuff from the back. (Will have a few pre-selected kits.)

>>37712327
>>Grab some stuff from the back. (Will have a few pre-selected kits.)

>>37712327
>Grab some stuff from the back. (Will have a few pre-selected kits.)

We can always do the market thing at a later point for more unusual stuff. More than anything, we need some basic kit now, and it's to their advantage to give us something decent.

Alright, looks like grabbing some stuff from the back wins.

Writing.

>>37712327
>>Grab some stuff from the back. (Will have a few pre-selected kits.)

>>37712587
Damn, the market sounded more fun.

>>37712709
I'm not opposed to it in the future. But at the moment I'd like to get up and go and if we can force anons to snag a "starter" kit instead of laboring over what the hell to buy for the next hour or two I'm a happy man.

>>37712750
I would've made it simple, I don't like to let it drag on either.

Enforced time limits! Limited selection!

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>>37712327
“I can use what you’ve got,” you say to them.

Morrigan lets out a sigh.

“I’m glad you said that,” she says, “I didn’t want to deal with that smug bitch today.”

“Maybe if you were a little less abrasive…” starts Mary.

“It was FIVE fucking dollars!” says Morrigan, as Nem giggles at her, “FIVE dollars and I would’ve gotten the better ammo and it wouldn’t have fucking jammed on me, then I could’ve paid her back!”

“Maybe you shouldn’t have spent that money on smokes then,” says Mary from behind her books.

“Ah shut up,” says Morrigan, gesturing for you to follow her into the back.

“Here we go,” says Morrigan, as you Nem and Cath also follow her into the back, Nem and Cath moving to pick up some stuff that seems to be theirs.

“Pick what you want kid,” she says before moving to her own kit, “Though don’t take too much, this job should be pretty easy and we’ve got a hike to get there.”

William is currently carrying
>Tier 1 pistol.
>Tier 1 knife.
>Tier 0 Bandolier. (Carry capacity, 1 Ammo.)
>1 standard ammo.

Kit choices:

>Standard kit: Tier 1 Assault Rifle, Tier 1 Armor (+2 wounds), Tier one Bandolier (Carry Capacity, 1 ammo +1 misc.) 1 Standard ammo.
>Long range kit: Tier 1 Sniper rifle, Tier 0 Armor (+1 wound), 1 standard ammo.
>Close range kit: Tier 1 Shotgun, Tier 1 Armor, 1 standard ammo, Tier 0 grenade(1), Tier 1 Bandolier.

>>37712822
>>Standard kit

>>37712822
>>Standard kit: Tier 1 Assault Rifle, Tier 1 Armor (+2 wounds), Tier one Bandolier (Carry Capacity, 1 ammo +1 misc.) 1 Standard ammo.
>>Long range kit: Tier 1 Sniper rifle, Tier 0 Armor (+1 wound), 1 standard ammo.
Either is fine

>>37712822
>>Standard kit: Tier 1 Assault Rifle, Tier 1 Armor (+2 wounds), Tier one Bandolier (Carry Capacity, 1 ammo +1 misc.) 1 Standard ammo.

General use seems best for us.

>>37712822
>>Standard kit: Tier 1 Assault Rifle, Tier 1 Armor (+2 wounds), Tier one Bandolier (Carry Capacity, 1 ammo +1 misc.) 1 Standard ammo.

>>37712822
>Close range kit: Tier 1 Shotgun, Tier 1 Armor, 1 standard ammo, Tier 0 grenade(1), Tier 1 Bandolier.

>>37712822
>Close range kit: Tier 1 Shotgun, Tier 1 Armor, 1 standard ammo, Tier 0 grenade(1), Tier 1 Bandolier.

Compliments our skills the best, Shotgun to make up for lack of CC, Grenade to make use of our explosive use points

>>37712822
>>Standard kit: Tier 1 Assault Rifle, Tier 1 Armor (+2 wounds), Tier one Bandolier (Carry Capacity, 1 ammo +1 misc.) 1 Standard ammo.

>>37712822
>Close range kit: Tier 1 Shotgun, Tier 1 Armor, 1 standard ammo, Tier 0 grenade(1), Tier 1 Bandolier.

>>37712822
>Standard kit: Tier 1 Assault Rifle, Tier 1 Armor (+2 wounds), Tier one Bandolier (Carry Capacity, 1 ammo +1 misc.) 1 Standard ammo.

>>37712864
>>37712868
>>37712900
Our best stats are gun and tech guys. we aren't meant to get close in.

>>37712822
Part of me thinks that given our more technically oriented choices earlier a standard kit, with the bandolier and armor, would be best
>Standard kit: Tier 1 Assault Rifle, Tier 1 Armor (+2 wounds), Tier one Bandolier (Carry Capacity, 1 ammo +1 misc.) 1 Standard ammo.
Having said that I wonder if in our armorer and general battlefield experience would make us adept with the long range kit. Grenades cool but not enough to entice me to close range.

>>37712822
>Standard kit: Tier 1 Assault Rifle, Tier 1 Armor (+2 wounds), Tier one Bandolier (Carry Capacity, 1 ammo +1 misc.) 1 Standard ammo.

>>37712822
> Long range kit

Alright, pretty overwhelmingly in favor of the Standard Kit, so we're going to use that.

Writing.

>>37712822
>>Long range kit: Tier 1 Sniper rifle, Tier 0 Armor (+1 wound), 1 standard ammo.

>>37712822
>>Standard kit: Tier 1 Assault Rifle, Tier 1 Armor (+2 wounds), Tier one Bandolier (Carry Capacity, 1 ammo +1 misc.) 1 Standard ammo.

>>37712822
>Long range kit: Tier 1 Sniper rifle, Tier 0 Armor (+1 wound), 1 standard ammo.

>>37713016
>>37713008
Anons you can stop voting now.

>>37713047
15 votes. out of 14 ips. Due to those extras.

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>>37712822
Looking over the decent size pile of gear in front of you, you decide to go with what you know. Well, sort of. The assault rifle you know well, it was one of the few things they let you use with any regularity on a mission. You grab one that looks familiar enough, setting it down and checking it quickly for flaws. You don’t see any. You trade in your old bandolier for the new one, a few extra spots open as you slot your ammo in the various pockets. With the ammo you’re already carrying, that makes about 2 loads of ammo, way more than enough, but you don’t have anything else to put in it so you might as well carry it all.

The armor though, you don’t know how to put on, at least not properly. Settling it over your shoulders, you take a minute trying to get it to fit properly but can’t fit it right. As you work on it, Cath comes over and tugs on your shoulder, causing you to stop. She gestures for you to turn around, which you do, then you feel her tugging on the straps. After she’s done, the armor fits as well as can be expected.

Turning, you see that Morrigan and Cath have similar kits to you, though Cath seems to be carrying a backpack full of extra ammo. Nem is carrying a shotgun and more close range stuff. You grab your rifle, the last done.

“Ready?” asks Morrigan.

You nod.

“Right,” she says, “Let’s go earn some money.”

About half an hour later you find yourself in the middle of a loose formation with the others, walking towards your apparent destination. It’s been quiet, Cath still hasn’t spoken, Nem only giggles occasionally and Morrigan has apparently exhausted her current speaking ability.

>Ask them about themselves.
>Ask them about their loadouts.
>Stay quiet.
>Other?

>>37712965
This might be kinda late, but the pic you use for Sergeant Jones is of the guy who committed a small massacre in Afghanistan not too long ago. Is this an indication of his character or no?

>>37713339
No, I had no idea.

I just searched "Sergeant" in google.

>>37713329
>Ask them about their loadouts.

>>37713329
>Ask them about their loadouts.

Stay professional.

>>37713329
>Ask them about themselves
>Ask them about their loadouts.

Might as well try to act like a person for once maybe... ah fuck it the best way to learn about a person is by what role they fill on the battle field

>>37713329
>Other?
so what is this job were doing.

>>37713329
>Stay quiet.
>Try to analyse the other squad members to the best of your ability without looking like a perv

>>37713355
Good. This world may be shite but that don't mean there can't be any good men out there.

>>37713329
>Ask them about their loadouts.
Let's know what they can handle

>>37713329
this >>37713413

>>37713413
Probably this, its in character, not that any of the choices are out of character

>>37713329
>Ask them about their loadouts.

>>37713329
>Stay quiet.

>>37713413
This. But not the part about not looking like a perv

>>37713539
>>37713413
>>37713329
Meant to back this

>>37713329
I like this. >>37713413

>>37713355
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Robert_Bales

>>37713329
>Stay quiet

Alright, looks like you're analyzing your teammates.


Writing.

>>37713546
You don't know how to be a perv yet anon.

>>37713329
>Stay quiet.

>>37713607
We don't know how NOT to be a perv eithe

>>37713607
>You don't know how to be a perv yet anon.
Guide. I love you.

>>37713619
When unobserved, Will both is and is not a pervert.

>>37713766
Scrödinger's Billy

>>37713766
Not the first Tom Schrodinger studied.

>>37713798
Tom? His name is Will.

>>37713798
The last Tom he studied was Scrödinger's Tomcat, that simultaneously occupied the "Crashed" and "Flying" states before Mr. Scrödinger observed that he actually did NOT know how to fly a fighter, causing the ambiguity to resolve itself in a most explosive manner.

>>37714291
Deleted my post. Clearly this is the superior answer.

>>37714291
>>37714311
What?

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>>37713329

As you walk along, most of the surrounding area being a variety of scrub, deserted roads and various houses, you examine your compatriots.

Morrigan is about middle height, a fit and carries her rifle like an extension of herself. The knife on her belt is in an easy to reach position and she’s looking around like she knows what to look for.

Nem is rather short, but not weak looking either. She seems to possess a kind of nervous energy that never seems to run out, though of course you haven’t seen her in action. She seems to be observing the surroundings as well.

Cath is the tallest of the group, even over you. She’s definitely the strongest as well, seeing as how she’s carrying the extra ammo and you can see some definition in her arms.

Cath seems to notice you looking as she’s the one closest to you, but her eyes don’t seem to judge you at all, just nodding as she looks you over in a similar manner.

Morrigan turns and looks back at you when Cath nods.

“You already talking with her?” she asks you.

“I guess?” you say, looking at Cath and then Morrigan. Cath just goes back to looking around.

“Don’t worry, I’ve heard her speak outside of a fight all of a few times,” says Morrigan, “Not fond of talking, almost like you.”

You just shrug again.

“You used a gun like that before?” she asks.

“Yeah,” you say.

“What about the knife?”

“No,” you’ve really only used it to work on wiring or peeling something.

“Heh,” she says, “Looks like you’ve still got some things to learn, Nem could probably teach you best, even if she can’t shoot for as good as me or Cath.”

>>37714365
“Hey!” says Nem, “At least I can handle a grenade without fumbling it all the time!”

“Shuddup,” says Morrigan, “I don’t need to blow someone up if I can shoot them.”

“Can you handle a grenade?” asks Nem, apparently excited.

You just nod.

“Cool!” she says with a grin, “How about fixing stuff, can you do that? Only Cath can do that right now.”

You nod again.

“Awesome, I won’t have to work on my stuff as much!” she says, to which Morrigan chuckles. Cath looks at you and sets a hand on your shoulder in a brief moment of commiseration.

>Info unlocked, Companions.
Cath: F:+4 M:+2 E:+0 P:+4 T:+1 K:+2 S:-5
Morrigan: F:+5 M:+2 E:-1 P:+3 T:-2 K+2 S:-1
Nem: F:+3 M:+3 E:+2 P:+2 T:-2 K:+2 S:-2

After that, silence once again reigns until you make your destination, a farm.

“Stay here,” says Morrigan, handing her rifle to Cath, “I’ve gotta go get the details of the job.”

You nod, Cath and Nem just turning around and watching the surroundings.

Morrigan comes back a few minutes later, grabbing her rifle from Cath.

“Alright,” she says, “Here’s the scoop, standard bandit shit. It’s a small group, not enough to take the farm but enough to annoy the shit out of them and prevent them from getting a good night’s sleep. They want us to take care of them one way or another. We can either go find em and take em out, or we can stay here until tonight and take them out that way.”
She looks over the three of you.

>Suggest going on the attack.
>Suggest staying here.
>Stay quiet.
>Other.

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>3 AR-15s and a shotty
>fireteam doesn't have an automatic rifleman

Do you even operate?

>>37714393
>Stay quiet.

>>37714393
>Suggest going on the attack.

We can loot their stuff once we're done.

>>37714393
>Suggest going on the attack.

>>37714393
>Stay quiet.

>>37714393
>>Suggest going on the attack.

>>37714393
>Suggest going on the attack.

All that we really have experience with, really.

>>37714393
>Suggest going on the attack.

>>37714475
>>37714452
>>37714502
>>37714433
>>37714429
Our understanding of attack is to walk in a straight line firing our gun.

>>37714393
>Suggest going on the attack.
For he who hath bushwhacked will one day himself be bushwhacked. They probably aren't ready for us too much, especially if they usually come at night.

>>37714393
>Suggest going on the attack.
Maybe not an all out assault. I'd rather not have the farmowners go sleepless, but I'd also rather not trash the place.

>>37714393
>Stay quiet
If they want our opinion
>Suggest staying here
so that we can ambush the bastards

>>37714393
>Suggest going on the attack.
Are they giving us a room or will we need to find a place of our own? If the latter we'll need inn money and to get back before rooms fill up.

It occurs to me that while we are socially inept, we can use our complete lack of social awareness to be hilarious.

>>37714578
We chose a corner.. remember?

>>37714393
>>37714531
If we're within walking distance of this place from the fort the bandits can't not be expecting an attack from the military.

IF we know where they are we could go do some recon but otherwise stay here and fortify; set up fire lanes, etc.

>>37714578
You didn't ask. You're used to sleeping on the floor, so you picked a clean looking corner.

You may find out more later.


Anyway, looks like you're going to go on the attack!

>>37714578
Like I said last thread: William has the means to make things die but not make out. This is perfect for humor.

>>37714628
It was roughly an hour+ walk, the military mostly stays in the fort.

>>37714669
An hour's walk in patrol is pretty much no distance; especially if you're burdened in combat load + rucksack for all the water/misc stuff. You could mortar this place from the fort.

>>37714758
If you had mortars. You aren't that heavily burdened either.

However, nobody said these guys were smart.

>>37714758
The place is a farm house with civilians inside. I'd hazard a guess the military actually gives at least half-a-shit about civvies.

>>37714790
In a loving caring world, yes. In a total shit world where your soldiers lives correspond much more directly to your power/authority and are the most vital step between you and anarchy, well I'm sure they pretend to care about indirectly contributing farmers at least. Also the guys on the ground themselves giving a shit is another level of speculation. Afghan army units usually won't intervene outside their local power base (usually their literal base or tribe) or supporters at all for example, or at least it was like that early 2000's dunno if its much different. Done get me wrong a farm can be valuable, just not enough to do something over I would guess in this setting.

>Bandits
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eBhh23-paLU

>>37714790
Well, have to be careful. Attacking the farms could be traps to draw troops out for ambushes on route or an attack on a weakened section. Sending mercs to do this kinda work seems like a better idea when you think about it like that.

>>37714977
>>37714790
That and if mercs usually do the work on the frontier, or if things are handled more locally like earlier America when federal manpower was less(which as a Canadian I admittedly don't know much about), yunno. I could be wrong and this is Guide's setting so...

>>37715014
Good point, though thats probably less of a risk with general banditry as opposed to a focused insurgency. I could be wrong too.

>>37714393
“Where are they?” you automatically ask. That’s your default response to situations dealing with enemies, find, point, kill, simple and easy.

“Another good walk that way, supposedly,” says Morrigan, pointing farther away from the fort, “Nem and me can find them no problem if they’re as sloppy as they sound. I take it you want to go hit them?”

You shrug. “I know how to do that.”

“I don’t like to wait either,” says Morrigan, “Neither does Nem, so let’s go find em.”

You nod, as does Cath. Nem lets out a giggle and grins in a manner that you’d probably find a bit disturbing if you hadn’t seen it so much when you were at the Compound.

Another hour or so finds you in a position overlooking the “Bandits”. They don’t look like much, about eight of them with old looking weapons. Most of them don’t look that good either, skinny like you used to be. One or two look sick. They have a few tents and one box that could possibly hold some loot, if they had any.

“Fuck,” says Morrigan quietly, “These guys looks so pathetic I almost feel sorry for them.”

“They don’t look like much fun,” agrees Nem.

Cath simply remains pointing her weapon at the group, who only has one barely aware scout about twenty yards from the camp.

Morrigan groans, turning to look at you.

“What do you think Billy?”

>Just shrug.
>Kill em.
>Maybe…don’t kill em? Is that a thing?
>Other.

>>37715072
>>Just shrug.

>>37715072
>>Just shrug.

>>37715072
>Just shrug.

>>37715072
>>Just shrug.
We're new and still getting used to how the team does things. We also don't care either way.

>>37715072
Shrug, shoulder rifle and smoothly flick off safety.
>Kill em.

>>37715072
>Just shrug.

>>37715072
>Maybe…don’t kill em? Is that a thing?

Don't be too insistent on it if it turns out they're the irredeemable scum of the earth.

>>37715072
>>Just shrug.

>>37715072
>Kill em.

>>37715072

>Just shrug.

>>37715072
>Just shrug.

>>37715072
>Just shrug.
"easy targets, could be more elsewhere"

>>37715072
>"Aim at the hands, feet and weapons. Shoot to incapacitate, but use lethal force if necessary. We bring them in alive and we may be able to use them as examples to other bandits. Also, may be worth more alive than dead."

Looks like executive decision making isn't your thing.

Writing.

>>37715202
Kek, you're that guy who decides to carry a gun in an open holster but unloaded then is the first one who gets shot when a robbery goes down.

I hope we are using something .308 and not something puny in 5.56.

>>37715202
Aim for the weapons? Shoot to incapacitate? Tell me how merciful you are after they bleed out, die of infection, or we get shot because we're aiming for weapons haha. On a more serious note something like that seems out of character and very micromanaging towards our new team, though nonlethal in general isn't a impossible idea it was presented in the maybe option.

>>37715225
Military is all about hierarchy, we have not established that yet.

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>>37715072
In response to her question you just shrug. They’re either enemies or not, you know how to deal with enemies. If not…well you’ll probably learn how to deal with people who aren’t enemies but not friends.

“Ah fine then,” says Morrigan, picking up her rifle from where she had laid it on her chest, “Let’s take them out, they might have something good down there, if not, well we’ve still got the payment coming from those farmers.”

Looking over the situation once more, none of the bandits are asleep, though the scout doesn’t seem to be looking about very much.

“Nem?” asks Morrigan.

“No problem,” she says, “Quiet or loud?”

“Quiet, no need to waste ammo on these chumps,” Morrigan turns to you, “You wanna get up close or you gonna stay up here with us?”

>Go with Nem. (Melee roll)
>Stay with Cath and Morrigan (Firearms roll)
>Other?

>>37715463
>>Go with Nem. (Melee roll)

>>37715463
>>Stay with Cath and Morrigan (Firearms roll)
Better at shooting than hitting.

>>37715463
>Go with Nem. (Melee roll)

>>37715463
>>Go with Nem. (Melee roll)

>>37715463
>Stay with Cath and Morrigan (Firearms roll)
We're better at dakka than choppa

>>37715463
>Go with Nem. (Melee roll)

>>37715463
>>Stay with Cath and Morrigan (Firearms roll)

>>37715463
>Go with Nem

>>37715463
Please be kidding, how are they going to knife 8 guys without the others noticing?

>>37715463
>Stay with Cath and Morrigan (Firearms roll)
we're more competent at shooting, though we could find another direction/position to fire on them from and divide attention and reduce concealment, maybe, maybe not. Can write ins (small ones on existing options, not soapboxes) affect rolls?

>>37715529

They aren't. I realize that I left out that you're going after the scout only. Getting tired.

>>37715463
>Stay with Cath and Morrigan (Firearms roll)

>>37715463
I thought we weren't gonna waste ammo, why would we have a firearms roll? Is nem just gonna kill the scout and then we'll open fire or what?

>>37715463
>getting into knife fights
>year 2030

god damn the future sucks, we need someone like 2 kilometers away with a .50

>>37715582
We had the choice.

>>37715463
>Go with Nem. (Melee roll)
We need to grind our melee level while we're still dealing with low level enemies.

>>37715463
>Go with Nem. (Melee roll)

>>37715577
Yes.

Like I said, my mistake.

>>37715556
>>37715544
oh in that case knife to meet you, we get to shoot altogether after scout is silently or not so silently taken care of right? Like not sacrificing a turn of shooting, just that we're aiding Nem instead of leaving it to her?

Anyway, despite me being a bozo, you're going to go with Nem.

Give me a d20 please.

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>37715645
HAHAHA TIME FOR ROLLS

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>37715645

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>37715645
I sure hope nothing bad happens.

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>37715645
for the future being balls!

>>37715660
>>37715662
>>37715665
Snrk.

Writing.

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>>37715660
Anon, you're awesome.

>>37715671
Th-That was a crit success, r-right? I'm not sure about that "snrk"

>>37715660
Time indeed.. holy damn. Will gonna be another John I can feel it.

>>37715695
It was an auto success, a high one.

Currently not doing crits, just auto success or auto failure.

Snrk was just because it's the first roll of the quest on a skill you're technically not trained on.

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>>37715720
... that was me. you've made me sad, mister.

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>>37715660
We wolverine naow

>>37715762
Well, I guess I can ask the thread then.

Do you want crit success's and crit fails using the d20's?

Currently I have auto success and auto failure, no crits.

I have no strong preference, but d20 is much more crit heavy than d100.

>>37715787
I like crits

>>37715787
no crits. bad on a d 20

>>37715787
Keep crits, but use D100 and only count 100 or 1.

>>37715787
No crits

>>37715787
im not for crits to be honest.

>>37715787
I wouldn't mind it. Makes the stakes that much higher in this world.

>>37715787
Do it like Aspie does. Crit failures kinda set us back a bit but can be recovered with smart choices.

>>37715787
crits on d20 are a bad idea

>>37715787
I don't really care. Do you have any ideas for what crits would actually do?

>>37715787
No crits but make higher/lower degrees of success more awesome/humorous!

>>37715870
this sounds fun

>>37715787
you could always use d50 4% chance of crit is fairly balanced.

Alright.

Current consensus seems to be to keep the current system.

Higher/lower degrees of failure was always going to be a thing, so I'll just try to...up it for the big ones I guess.

Still writing, almost done.

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>>37715463
You nod at the scout, Nem gives you a grin.

“Come on buddy,” she says quietly, moving down towards the scout.

Following the small girl down the hill, you try to match her steps, not making any noise. Your years of trying to go unnoticed at the Compound unless needed apparently paid off, as both of you make it down without alerting the scout. Nem grins at you as the scout yawns, his eyes half closed and his back to you as he mostly looks at his friends.

“You do it,” she says, pointing to your knife, “The first one’s the hardest but this guy couldn’t make it easier. Sneak up behind him, push his head forward, then cut his throat,” She moves her own knife against her throat lightly with a smile, “Make sure you grab him before he falls though.”

You nod, drawing your own knife and approaching the man like you were before, quietly taking each step. Luckily there isn’t anything for you to step on and the man likely couldn’t spot a charging…charging thing before it was upon him. It’s almost too easy really, the man’s head goes down with an easy push, too surprised to even cry out as your knife bites deep into his neck and slices across, drawing blood and a small hiss of air from his lungs as you hold him up. None of the others seem to be looking either as you carefully set him down on the ground, his eyes fading as he chokes on his own blood. It used to bother you, but watching another man die up close isn’t a whole lot different from a knife than from a gun. As soon as you’ve set the man down and picked up your rifle, you hear bursts, Cath and Morrigan both taking out a bandit with easy shots. The boom of a shotgun off to your side proves that Nem wasn’t just watching you either.

Your rifle comes up, centering on one of the remaining bandits, who is looking around in panic and confusion.

>Shoot him.
>Don’t shoot him.
>Other.

>>37716055
>Shoot him.

>>37716055
>>Shoot him.

>>37716055
>Shoot him.

>>37716055
>>Other.
Laugh

>>37716055
>Shoot him.

>>37716055
>Shoot him
Better he die than Nem get injured or killed

>>37716055
>Shoot him.

>>37716055
>>Shoot him

>>37716055
>Shoot him.

>>37716055
>Shoot him.

Alright, you're shooting him.

Give me another d20

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>37716148

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>37716148

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>37716148

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>37716148

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>37716148

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>37716148

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>37716148
RNJesus plz

>>37716158
>>37716173
>>37716175
First two were worrying, third one is a good success.

Writing.

Rolled 11, 19, 2 = 32 (3d20)

Give me another d20 for looting.

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>37716285
big money

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>37716285

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>37716285

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>37716301
>>37716307
stop

>>37716301
kill me

this is why i hate d20's

>>37716301
>>37716307
>>37716320


It's okay. We never got things back at the compound either.

>>37716327
Crits are off and my 14 is pretty good, beats 2 of the rolls.

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>>37716301
So while looting, we accidentally pull the pin of a grenade or something?

>>37716326
Can we go back to d100s?

>>37716336
A one is still an auto-fail.

>>37716337
No, you just find jack.

>>37716350
we still get paid.

>>37716362
Oh yes.

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>>37716350
Oh. Well, as >>37716327
said, we're used to it.

Also, I'm glad your using this art for the merc company. The artist makes plenty of it.

>>37716336
Oh- Oka->>37716350

Well.. it's okay we never got anything back in the compound. No different from usual.

>>37716375
Then we got something more than we have ever before. That is a win in my book.

>>37716350
>>37716375
Auto fails are the REASON why crits were wanting to be off Guide

>>37716350
Autofails are the reason we wanted crits off though

>>37716393
Neat. Shotgun girl is delicious.

>>37716400
Difference is. WE find jack. Not the aforementioned OH GOD WE PILL THE PIN ON A GRENADE!

>>37716400
If it wasn't an autofail then 1s would never be counted unless all three rolls were 1s. This just makes the consequences of failure less extreme

>>37716423
>>37716400
Translation: Guide! I never want to fail ever!

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>>37715660
First thread (I know about the other one) and we get a nat 20 and nat 1. Not sure if this bodes well for William.

Spoilering art because I don't want it to get confused with guide's posts. If I'm posting images that you'll be using later in this thread tell me to stop.

>>37716400
>>37716423
If auto fails aren't on our chance of failure is fairly low compared to that of success.

>>37716456
I've seen lots, if not all, quests which use Best of Three resulting in failure lots of the time.

Why? Because the DC is always high.

>>37716400
Nothing wrong with failing every so often. Besides, since it's not crit failing, it doesn't mean everything is now suddenly fucked.

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I think auto-fail and auto-success are fine, because they don't have drastic consequences outside of "Yes we accomplish the thing" or "No, we don't do the thing." They allow the success or failure to lead to consequences outside of the roll; not the roll itself spelling achievement or doom.

>>37716400
Deal with it, nerd

>>37716337
>tfw your first roll in your first ever pnp game went down like this.