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>>173522
“Nettie,” you say into your comms, bringing up the video feed from your drones again. “Status on the reds? What’s our best option?”

It takes you a moment of silent response to realize that you’re asking a thirteen-year-old girl for battlefield tactical advice.

“Uhm, they’re about... three hundred metres from your building,” she explains. You imagine she’s practically pressing her face up on the screens. “There was also some movement in a side-street to the south of you, but that’s on the way back to the base.”

“South? What did it look like? What kind of movement?” you ask, giving a light shove to Sya’ra who suddenly pressed herself against your side, looking at your video feeds curiously.

“Dunno, it was too dark. Something… lion sized?” Images of the horrendous crowns charging at you underground flash in your mind. “No more movement there right now, though.”

“Damn.” You look to Faulka, who was examining the glowing blue disc in her hands. “What do you suggest, Faulka?”

After shoving the artifact into a sack and then putting it in her bag, she looks up to you. “It’s either we head south, go underground, take a detour, or make a stand against the Fire Legion.”

>Head south, you have no time to lose. You’ve dealt with mutants and robots before.
>Go underground, maybe it’s been cleared out by now with the Fire Legion so close.
>Take a detour around the movement that was detected south. It may take more time, but at least you’ll be safe.
>Make a stand, these guys can’t be that tough.

>>173528
Current Loadouts:

>You
Armour: Infantry
Weapons: The Ivan (rifle, kinetic), .362 Deputy (revolver, kinetic)
Grenades: 1 Frag, 1 Flash-bang, 2 EMP

>Name: Ley'ra Laur
Armour: Erinyes
Weapons: EVI AR (rifle, kinetic), FD17 Daybreak (pistol, kinetic), Hail-92 (light machine gun, kinetic), Combat Knife
Grenades: 3 Frags, 2 Flash-bang, 1 Hi-ex
Inventory: Infantry Armour

>Name: Sya'ra Degala
Armour: Infantry
Weapons: H23 (rifle, kinetic), Bandit-12 (revolver, kinetic), Explody Thing (rocket launcher, explosive), Combat Knife
Grenades: 1 Frag, 2 Hi-ex, 2 Breacher

>Name: Faulka LaCroix
Armour: Wastelander
Weapons: Burial M55 (scoped rifle, kinetic), Sabre 6 (pistol, plasma)
Grenades: 2 Frags, 2 Plasma Stickies, 1 Flash-bang

Also, thread 20 archive link:
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/173522/

>>173528
>Take a detour around the movement that was detected south. It may take more time, but at least you’ll be safe.

>>173583
Eh, should I run this some other time? Doesn't look like a lot of people are around on Mondays.

>>173605
Possibly. Nice(?) thing about qst is its slow enough for you to just leave it here and wait for people to trickle in.

>>173522
>Take a detour around the movement that was detected south. It may take more time, but at least you’ll be safe.

>>173625
I suppose I'll give it another 30 minutes.

>>173528
>>Take a detour around the movement that was detected south. It may take more time, but at least you’ll be safe.

>>173528
>Take a detour around the movement that was detected south. It may take more time, but at least you’ll be safe.

>>173528
>Take a detour around the movement that was detected south. It may take more time, but at least you’ll be safe.

>>173605
/qst/ is slow as fuck and has a lot less people.

>>173528
>Take a detour around the movement that was detected south. It may take more time, but at least you’ll be safe.

>>173538
“I think a detour would be good,” you voice, raising a hand. Sya’ra stares at you awkwardly. “Yeah, if we encounter that thing south, it’ll probably make too much noise anyways.”

“Fair enough,” Faulka affirms, nodding her head.

“You might not want to exit the building from the way you came,” Nettie warns. “If you do, they’ll probably see you from there.”

“Damn.” You look to Faulka again. “Is there another exit?”

“Of course.” She nods. “Southern entrance, I’ll take you there.”

“Right.” You minimize the hollow screen from your smart-ring and nod back to her. As she moves to exit the room, you nod to Ley’ra to follow her, and you fall in behind her.

“I’m the rear again,” Sya’ra states.

“Yes, you are,” you congratulate. “Nettie, how far south was that movement? Where should we go once we exit?”

“Hmm...” Nettie falls silent for a few moments, presumably as she examines her video feeds. Meanwhile, you struggle to keep up with the fast paced walking of Faulka, but you feel like you can still leg it for quite a bit. “Once you exit, head left and it will take you to a side street between two three-story-tall apartment buildings. Then you will emerge on a main street and can just walk from there back to the base.”

“Sounds simple enough,” you respond, hopping over a pile of rubble after Ley’ra.

“Jinxed it,” Sya’ra says after making her leap. “Now we’re gonna get swarmed, or something.”

“You jinxed it when you said I jinxed it,” you retort. “I’m blaming our future distress on you.”

“Aww.”

Several minutes pass by while Faulka leads your group through the facility. Most of the time you’re going through empty hallways, passing by empty rooms. The Dustkeepers really did strip this place clean, though you wouldn’t blame them.

“So, what is that artifact, anyways?” you ask, thinking about the glowing disc. Why would the Fire Legion come here to get it?

“No idea,” Faulka answers. “I’m in as much of the grey as you are.”

“That’s comforting.”

“I know,” she laughs, “but it’ll be worth it in the end, trust me.”

“I sure hope this isn’t just a can-opener for the Heralds.”

Sya’ra snorts.

>>173768
When you finally emerge into what looks like an unfinished lobby, you see the southern entrance with its two large doors propped wide open. All of the front windows have been smashed in, and the small pillars that hold up the ceiling look about ready to collapse. Creaking noises alerts you to the structural instability of the place, but as Faulka continues to walk forward, you follow without hesitation.

“I’m tempted to blow this place up,” Sya’ra whistles.

“The Fire Legion has entered the building up at the north,” Nettie says. “They’re quicker than I gave them credit, they’ll be upon you in no time if you keep up this pace.”

At this, Faulka quickens into a jog, and your group emerges out from the doors into a small courtyard. Sure enough, off to the left are the two apartment buildings that Nettie told you about with a side alley between them.

However, there appears to be a larger street at the front which seems to take you on the original road back to your base. It might be quicker, but that’s where Nettie saw movement.

>Continue with the original plan and head down the left street, taking a detour back.
>Go directly south, these Fire Legion guys aren’t joking around and you need to move quickly.
>Change your mind of running and make a stand, here.
>Ask your demolition expert for assistance.

Seems like we got enough people to keep going. I will have a quick dinner break and I'll be back to writing.

>>173771
>Continue with the original plan and head down the left street, taking a detour back.

>>173771
>Go directly south, these Fire Legion guys aren’t joking around and you need to move quickly.

>>173771
>Continue with the original plan and head down the left street, taking a detour back.
>Ask your demolition expert for assistance.
Can she collapse some buildings behind us?

>>173771
Okay here's an idea.

>Ask your demolition expert for assistance.
Have Sya'ra rig some of the supports quickly. Doesn't need to take the whole building down (if it can go for it) but just to slow the Fire Legion down.

Now if there is a way for us to feint going directly south but actually take the detour we should do it.

That way the Fire Legion follows the larger street, thinking we went that way and runs into whatever is making that movement. While they are tied up with each other we slip by using the detour as they kill each other.

>>173771
>Continue with the original plan and head down the left street, taking a detour back.
>Ask your demolition expert for assistance.

>>173771
>Continue with the original plan and head down the left street, taking a detour back.

>Ask your demolition expert for assistance.

>>173808
I'll be game to rig the exit to blow up a few mins after we left the area.

>>173771
“Sya’ra,” you call, sternly. Your group comes to a stop, but not before you’re met with a face-full of Sya’ra’s face.

“Yes, Gav-Gav?” she asks, blinking twice. As you look past her at the building you had just left, you can practically feel her vibrate with excitement.

“How many explosives have you got?” you ask, ignoring her widening grin.

“Just look at the loadouts,” she suggests.

“What?”

“If you’re talkin’ demolition, I’ve got two hi-ex and two breachers with me.” Her neck snaps in the direction of Ley’ra and points at her. “Ley-Ley has one hi-ex. I’ve also got my rocket launcher.”

“Is… is that enough to collapse this?” you ask, gesturing to the building.

“More than enough, comrade.”

“Don’t say that.”

“But yes. Timed detonation? Remote detonation? Explode it immediately?” she asks, inching closer to you with each word. “What’s your big plan, big guy?”

“Well, I was thinking of collapsing this to buy us some time,” you admit, scratching your head. “Though, I think we should collapse it on them.” You look to Faulka again. “Will that kill them?”

She shrugs. “Don’t ask me. Like I said, I’ve never encountered them before.”

“If it bleeds, we can kill it,” Sya’ra pipes in.

“We don’t know if they bleed, Sya’ra,” you sigh. Ley’ra’s eye twitches.

“Either way, the demolition won’t be much help if it doesn’t do anything to the Fire Legion guys,” Sya’ra explains. “Gotta pick the right time to detonate.”

>Detonate it now and get out of there, there’s no time to waste.
>Set it to detonate several minutes after you’ve left the area.
>Set up a trap and detonate it remotely when the Fire Legion gets there.

>>173970
>>Detonate it now and get out of there, there’s no time to waste.

>>173970
>Set it to detonate several minutes after you’ve left the area.

>>173970
>>Set up a trap and detonate it remotely when the Fire Legion gets there.

WE keep going down the detour, the drone stays back to tell us when to detonate yeah?

>>173970
>Set up a trap and detonate it remotely when the Fire Legion gets there.

>>173970
>>Set up a trap and detonate it remotely when the Fire Legion gets there.
Have Nettie keep an eye on the trap to tell us when to detonate while we keep moving. As a drone she'll catch up quick.

>>173970
>Set up a trap and detonate it remotely when the Fire Legion gets there.

Also, hi everyone!

>>173970
“Alright Sya’ra, set it up for remote detonation,” you order. With merely a salute, she dives back into the building, fishing for a large coil of wire in her backpack. “Nettie?” you call.

“Mhmm?” she calls back.

“Can you keep a drone here to keep an eye for the Fire Legion?”

“I was planning to.”

“And can you tell us when they get into our trap?”

“I could.”

“And… yeah, that would be great.” You jog over to the building entrance to see Sya’ra sticking one of her hi-ex grenades to the right-most pillar. “That will collapse the building?

“This and the front wall should do it,” she says, unwinding some wire from her coil and attaching it to the breacher. “I want it to collapse inwards.”

“Sounds heavy.”

“Ceiling’s made of mostly concrete with aluminium supports. It’s gonna hurt.”

“How much more have you got to do?” You watch as she stands up with each of her index fingers in the hole of the coil. She begins to back up towards the front wall, the wire uncoiling itself. When she gets to the wall, she cuts the wire with a knife and places her last breacher grenade up against the wall.

“Last one,” she says, biting into the wire as she opens up a control panel on the rather large explosive. She spends several seconds wiring it up, but as soon as she’s done, she gets up and nods to you. “Oh, hold on.”

She walks back to her bag and pulls out two shells, presumably the ammunition for her rocket launcher. Giving you a toothy smile, she skips over back to the breacher grenade she had just set up and places the shells next to it.

“It works like that?” you ask, astonished.

“With these guys, yeah,” she answers, kicking one of the shells with her boot. You flinch.

“Doesn’t sound very safe.”

“Safety’s my middle name.”

“Hah.” Sya’ra picks up her stuff and jogs over to you, giving you a nod. With her behind you now, you rejoin Ley’ra and Faulka who seem to be staring southward.

“Welcome back,” Ley’ra greets.

>>174117
“Hi.” You give a small wave. “Any new developments?”

“Actually,” Faulka says in a low whisper. “We saw movement in the southern direction. Looked like something the size of a dumpster… I think it’s best we avoid going that way.”

“Huh. Good, ‘cause we’re not going that way,” you say, looking to the left. “To the side-streets?”

“Mhmm,” Faulka says before turning to Sya’ra. “Explosives set?”

“Ready to go whenever you say so,” she responds, holding up a remote detonator in her hands.

“Despite being our expert, I don’t really trust you with that,” you state, bluntly.

“I get told that a lot,” she gloats.

>Let Faulka take the lead, she still knows the area best.
>Let Ley’ra lead, she is your pointman and a good one at that.
>You don’t know why, but you feel inclined to let Sya’ra take the lead. You feel things will be more interesting that way.
>Take the lead yourself, you’re the one communicating with the eye-in-the-sky anyways.

>>174129
>>Let Faulka take the lead, she still knows the area best.

If it's going to be side streets, it would be better to have someone who knows the area in front path finding.

>>174129
>Let Faulka take the lead, she still knows the area best.

>>174129
>Let Faulka take the lead, she still knows the area best.

>>174129
>Let Faulka take the lead, she still knows the area best.

>>174129
>Let Faulka take the lead, she still knows the area best.

>>174129
“Alright Faulka. This is your area, you take the lead,” you order, giving her a nod. “Let’s get back quickly.”

“I agree,” she responds, shouldering her rifle. “Pretty sure the Fire Legion knows where we are anyways. They can probably sense the artifact.”

You blink a few times. “Can they?”

“Don’t ask me, I’m just assuming.”

“So we’re assuming telepathy exists, now.”

“It does.”

Images of Comet and all the weird stuff she’s capable of flashes in your mind. “Oh yeah, it does.”

With that, she takes off into a brisk jog towards the side street. With Ley’ra behind her and you behind Ley’ra (with Sya’ra trailing, of course), your group makes it to the side street with no incident.

“Okay, it’s just a bend to the right up ahead, then a left, then after a good hundred meters you’re on the adjacent main street,” Nettie explains while you march. The alleyway is as dark as the first one you were in after leaving the base, but you’re used to it now. You’ve been in a worse place.

“Something smells like cantaloupe,” you comment while sniffing loudly.

“That’s me,” Ley’ra admits, her voice slightly obscured through her helmet speakers.

“Oh.” You pause. “Why cantaloupe?”

“I like cantaloupe.”

After a few moments of silent jogging, you see the side street end at the wide main street. However, upon emerging into the main street, Faulka immediately signals for your group to back up. You pile up against the wall where you had just come from while Faulka cautiously looks down the street through her rifle’s scope. Her hand is raised.

You watch her with baited breath and remain there for almost a minute. Nettie doesn’t say anything either, so you assume that Nettie can’t see what Faulka is seeing.

“Okay,” Faulka whispers very quietly. “They went back underground. Give it a few more seconds and we’ll go.”

She meets your curious glance with a cold one, but she quickly goes back to monitoring the street with her scope.

“Stalkers,” she explains. You nod your head.

“Are they gone?” you ask in as quiet of a voice as possible.

“Probably,” she whispers back, lowering her hand. “They’re usually not on the surface, but if we’re quiet, we can make our way past them. They might not resurface.”

>>174366
“So, tentative, then.”

“We don’t really have any other choice.”

“Gavin?” Nettie’s voice interrupts.

“Yes, Nettie?”

“Explode it in like… ten seconds.”

“Shit,” Faulka mutters. “That’ll make them antsy.”

“We have no choice--”

>Detonate the trap, you’d rather deal with stalkers than the Fire Legion.
>Don’t detonate it, maybe you can slip past the stalkers without any issue and keep out of reach of the Fire Legion.

>>174373
>>Detonate the trap, you’d rather deal with stalkers than the Fire Legion.
Hide maybe?

>>174373
>Detonate the trap, you’d rather deal with stalkers than the Fire Legion.

>>174373
>Detonate the trap, you’d rather deal with stalkers than the Fire Legion.

Time to play wack a mole.

>>174373
>Detonate the trap, you’d rather deal with stalkers than the Fire Legion.
Hopefully it'll draw them to the Fire Legion.

>>174373
“Sya’ra,” you say, looking at her. She stares back at you with wide eyes, finger already on the trigger whose safety is off. “Do it.”

“Aye-aye...” she whispers before clicking the trigger. A good second of nothing passes by before a needlesssly loud bang shakes the ground around you. You see a pale grey cloud of smoke rise up from the Triglav facility past the buildings; that was some big explosion. “Woo-hoo!” Sya’ra cheers, fist-pumping the air.

“Geeze!” you complain. “You had that much explosives?!”

“Breachers, baby!” she cheers again.

“Shh!” Faulka hushes, staring down the street with her scope still. “Still no movement...”

Unsure if it’s a good sign or not, you decide to ask for results on the trap.

“Nettie?” you ask while eying the rising cloud of dust. “Did it work?”

“Can’t see shit, cap’n,” Nettie says.

“Language, young lady.”

“No, but seriously, I can’t see past this smoke. I suggest you get your butts moving.”

“Faulka?” you ask, turning to her.

“Guess we have no choice,” she says, suddenly getting up. “Come on.”

Falling back into your positions, your group begins to make its way down the street again. While the streets remain eerily empty, Faulka keeps you on the darker side of the street to hopefully obscure your presence.

“I see movement,” Nettie pipes up. “Near the place of detonation. Looks like stalkers are circling the area, trying to see what happened.”

“Good, they’re distracted,” you comment.

“Don’t be so sure that we’re safe,” Faulka whispers. “Alert stalkers are the last thing we need within a kilometer radius from us.”

“Fair enough--”

You’re cut off from another signal to stop from Faulka. The four of you immediately duck against a dark corner of the store front to your right; you should be completely obscured by the shadows.

While looking carefully, you see movement up ahead. There, a lone stalker had just emerged out of a subway stairwell, and it looks around the area in what looks like curiosity.

>Shoot it, you need to move even with these bastards on your tail.
>Wait for it to leave.
>Find a way around it, even though that might run you in to an unseen stalker.

>>174488
>>Wait for it to leave.
Get out of here, stalker.

>>174488
>>Wait for it to leave.

>>174488
>>174545
Could Nettie's drone make a tiny bit of noise away from us and our path if it doesn't move?

>>174488
>Wait for it to leave.

Go awaaay

>>174488
>Wait for it to leave.
Sorry I,m late, I,ll vote and catch up

I'm going to have to cut the thread short soon, I have some work to do in the evening.

I'll work out a few more posts.

>>174488
You hold up your hand in a similar gesture to Faulka’s; you’re staying put. You don’t know exactly how sharp a stalker’s senses are, but you imagine they’re pretty good.

Up ahead, the stalker begins to wander about, but not too far from the subway entrance. That’s when you begin to hear some rumbling sounds in the distance behind you, presumably coming from the area you detonated. Then, you begin to hear shrieking, and the crackling sounds of firearms being set off.

The stalker up ahead begins to pace around erratically, looking up at the cloud of smoke in the sky. Then, after the shrieking begins to slightly die down from the distance, it dives back into the subway entrance.

As soon as Faulka’s hand lowers, she stands up and begins to move, and you follow.

“Nettie, what’s happening?” you ask, jogging behind Ley’ra.

“Hmm… well, it looks like three of those Fire Legion guys survived.” She takes a sip from her glass. “They’re busy with a horde of stalkers, though. Cool looking weapons, too.”

“They use firearms?” you ask.

“Apparently. It looks like they’re shooting fireballs… or something.”

“Magical.”

“Yup.”

As you pass by the subway entrance, you hear a lot of commotion coming from underground. It’s as if all of the stalkers in the area are heading towards the fight. You also hear heavier footsteps, likely from the larger mutants.

These mutants are like white blood cells, you think. They’re about to go eject the invaders, even if it means climbing over their own corpses.

A loud explosion is heard off in the distance, as though something had burst through a building.

“Oh, man. Now the robots are here,” Nettie exclaims, her chair squeaking as she moves about. An ensuing crunch tells you that Nettie has popcorn.

“I wanna see,” Sya’ra whines.

“I’m recording this,” Nettie says.

“Should we sprint back?” you say to Faulka at the front, having to yell with how noisy it’s beginning to get. Seriously, there’s a strange noise mixture of shrieking, buildings crumbling, beeping, and gunfire in the air.

“We would likely attract attention that way, but I imagine most won’t stray out of the way to get at us if they’re focused on getting to that fight.”

>Sprint, it’s time to run-and-gun back to base.
>Keep doing a light jog and try to avoid any encounters.

>>174744
>Keep doing a light jog and try to avoid any encounters.
We're fine, Fire Legion is tied up with everything. Smooth and steady.

>>174744
>Keep doing a light jog and try to avoid any encounters.

>>174744
>>Keep doing a light jog and try to avoid any encounters.

>>174744
Faulka continues to lead you down the left side of the street in a brisk jog. You can already see the large Unfound base spotlights in the distance, but it seems like it’ll take just a little longer to get there. Ominously, the sounds of fighting appears to be following in your direction.

After jogging for two blocks, you encounter another entrance to the underground subway. However, there doesn’t appear to be any mutants or robots down there; they must all be near the fighting.

“Er, you guys...” Nettie edges in. “You might wanna pick up the pace, those Fire Legion guys are blasting through the mutants and are gunning it for you.”

“Shit, really?” you say.

“They just disappeared into a building… they could be upon you any minute.”

“Do we sprint?” you ask, looking at Faulka. However, she had stopped and has her rifle aimed forward.

Two stalkers about ten feet away are blocking the path, and they look ready to pounce. How they got there, you aren’t sure. Though, you suppose that’s their nature.

“Shit, behind!” Sya’ra says, her own rifle pointed down the street behind you. Turning around, you see another stalker facing her down.

>Give them the order to fire, you’re not getting out of this one bullet-free.
>Tell them to sprint forward, perhaps you can run past them and leg it to the base.
>Fire your rifle.
>Throw a grenade.

>>174744
>Keep doing a light jog and try to avoid any encounters.

>>174871
>Tell them to sprint forward, perhaps you can run past them and leg it to the base.
>Throw a grenade.
to the one in the back

>>174871
>>Give them the order to fire, you’re not getting out of this one bullet-free.

>>174871
>Tell them to sprint forward, perhaps you can run past them and leg it to the base.
>Throw a grenade.
Everybody throw a frag at the Stalker then book it.

>>174871
>Tell them to sprint forward, perhaps you can run past them and leg it to the base.
>Throw a grenade.

>>174929
>>174926
>>174891
Roll a 1d100.

Rolled 23 (1d100)

>>174944

Rolled 30 (1d100)

>>174944

Rolled 73 (1d100)

>>174944

Rolled 39 (1d100)

>>174944

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>>174955
>>174979
>>174982
geeze

>>174985
We like to add suspense.

>>174871
Pass

“Keep going!” you yell, gesturing forward. “Let’s get the fuck out of here and sprint back to base, we’ve got those Fire guys on our asses!”

Ley’ra begins to sprint forward without hesitation, followed closely by Faulka.

“Tossing a frag!” you announce, fishing for your last frag grenade. As soon as you pull the pin, you begin to sprint alongside Sya’ra, and toss the grenade behind you. Regardless if it hits or not, you hope it stalls that stalker enough for you to get away.

With your eyes forward, you see the two stalkers at the front begin to strafe, readying themselves to intercept. Once Ley’ra gets within five feet of the first one, it leaps. However, it’s quickly put down with a quick burst from her rifle, the bullets boring through its skull. The second attempts to pounce Faulka, but a loud bang from her high-powered rifle pierces through its mouth, ejecting out of its back. Both stalkers slump to the floor; they never had a chance against these sharpshooters.

As soon as the second stalker was downed, your grenade explodes behind you. You hear a shriek, bringing you hope that it caught the stalker, but you don’t turn your head around to confirm. Instead, you leap over a hole in the ground with Sya’ra and continue to sprint forwards behind Ley’ra and Faulka.

The base is just two hundred meters from your position, but the commotion of fighting has only gotten louder.

“Wooh… this has gotten exciting,” Nettie whistles. “The Fire Legion is now on your street. They’re a good hundred meters behind you.”

“Shit, that fast?!” you complain through your panting breath. You turn your head around briefly, only to see ethereal red lights approaching you from down the street. “God damn, go, go, go!”

“There’s only two of them,” she explains. “I don’t know where the third one went, but they seem pissed.”

>Order your group to stop and fire at the Fire Legion.
>Keep sprinting, hopefully you will get within range of the base’s turrets before the Fire Legion get to you.

>>175027
>>Keep sprinting, hopefully you will get within range of the base’s turrets before the Fire Legion get to you.

With how those dudes tore through the mutants we do not want to be in a fire fight with them. Also with that third one missing, if we stop he could flank us.

>>175027
>>Keep sprinting, hopefully you will get within range of the base’s turrets before the Fire Legion get to you.

>>175027
>Keep sprinting, hopefully you will get within range of the base’s turrets before the Fire Legion get to you.

>>175027
>Keep sprinting, hopefully you will get within range of the base’s turrets before the Fire Legion get to you.

>>175040
>>175057
>>175059
>>175075
Roll a 1d100.

Rolled 43 (1d100)

>>175096

Rolled 86 (1d100)

>>175096

Rolled 51 (1d100)

>>175096

All in favour of taking Ley Ley on a date when we get somewhere that doesn't have immediate danger?

Rolled 53 (1d100)

>>175096
nope

>>175119
What do you think the odds are that Sya will shadow us during and fail at trying to be stealthy?

>>175138
High to Extreme.

>>175027
Pass

“We’re not fighting those guys,” you announce. They tore through a horde of mutants and robots, you’re not about to test their wits. “The sooner we get to the base, the better!”

Deciding to save your breath for running, you remain silent while sprinting. Sya’ra seems to still be in good shape, but you’re quite literally at your wit’s end. However, seeing that the base is just a hundred meters away puts you at ease.

What doesn’t put you at ease is the sound of projectiles being fired at you from behind. Bright red orbs of fast-moving energy whip past you and pelt a building’s storefront to your right, the shots boring a bright-red hole into the concrete.

“Oh, hey, there’s a group up ahead to meet you,” Nettie explains. Your heart skips a beat before you realize that she means friendlies; up ahead, you see a slew of flashlights and facemasks. Several of them are on top of some low-rise buildings near the base, shining large spotlights down on you from above.

“Faulka!” a deep voice says over loud speakers. You recognize Connell Xuan’s voice immediately. “What the fuck happened? What was that explosion?!”

“Fire Legion!” Faulka screams, pointing backwards while sprinting. “God dammit, are you guys blind?!”

“What?!”

“Fire Legion!”

“We can’t hear—oh, shit! Is that...”

“Fire Legion! FIRE LEGION!”

“Paldrick, Rocke, scope up!”

You shield your eyes from spotlights that are suddenly pointed at you.

“God dammit Hasto, the red guys in the back!” you hear Connell yell. “Shoot at them!”

“Sorry, boss,” another voice answers.

A chorus of sniper-rifle fire zips past you overhead. You sure put a lot of faith in their shooters; though, it’s not like you have any choice. A myraid of bullets begins to stream down from the buildings up ahead, and you’re satisfied to see that no more red energy-bullets are coming from behind.

“One down!” someone says.

“Make that two,” says another.

You want to look back, but you are finally in the home stretch. Your legs almost give out before you collapse just ten feet from the line of Dustkeepers, and Ley’ra kneels beside you.

“You okay?” she asks, grabbing your elbow.

“Tired. Ugh,” you wheeze through your breaths. “I’m totally out of shape.”

“Work on your cardio.”

“I’m already too skinny.”

Faulka walks up to the two of you and bends forward, hands on her knees as she breaths hard.

“Geeze, that was some adventure, huh?” she says, pulling down her facemask as she looks up to you.

“Hell yeah.” You eye the bag on her back. “What are you going to do now?”

“Hmm...” She stands up straight, putting a finger to her chin. “Well, first I’d like to see what this thing is. But, I heard you have a… friend, who might be able to understand this better than we can.”

>>175229
You take a few moments to breathe. Several of the Dustkeepers begin miling about, but most of them seem curious as to what they had just eliminated in the distance. You hear some of them muttering about going over to check it out, though you also hear Sya’ra explaining to them that there’s likely a horde of mutants waiting for them over there.

You look back up to Faulka. “Comet, huh.”

“Mhmm,” she responds, nodding. Connell comes up beside her, giving the both of you a knowing nod.

“I see--”

From the building to your right bursts a large explosion of red light. Your ears are filled with a shrilling scream as the last Fire Legion being charges forward towards you and Faulka, ethereal blades attached to its arms lunging forward.

You were expecting to see a red version of Elyon, but you’re surprised to see… an ordinary being. At least, someone who was human. The moment pauses for you as you make eye contact with the leaping, inhuman being. In slow motion, it leaps past all of the Dustkeepers in its way, causing any it comes into contact with to stumble to the ground.

>Fire your rifle.
>Fire your revolver (+20 to pass, quickdraw)
>Tackle Faulka out of the way (+10 to pass, proximity).

>>175266
>Fire your revolver (+20 to pass, quickdraw)
The revolver hits harder per shot yes?

>>175266
>Fire your revolver (+20 to pass, quickdraw)

>>175266
>Fire your revolver (+20 to pass, quickdraw)

>>175276
>>175279
>>175284
Roll a 1d100.

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>>175301

Rolled 45 (1d100)

>>175310
>>175301
Forgot the actual roll

Rolled 13 + 20 (1d100 + 20)

>>175301

Rolled 5 (1d100)

>>175301

>>175359
shit...

Again with the one roll barely passing. We're cutting it close.

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>>175266
Pass

In one swift motion, you reach down with your right hand for your revolver and unholster it.

You fire a shot directly into the belly of the leaping Fire Legion, the recoil causing the gun to jerk hard to the right. The bullet collides with some sort of forcefield, but the forcefield shatters.

The Fire Legion soldier lands just one meter from Faulka who was just raising her rifle. It raises its right arm to slash with an ethereal red blade, but you loose another shot from your revolver. This time, the bullet pierces through its right elbow and into the side of the head, staggering it.

Ley’ra, now with her rifle pointed at it, fires two shots into the chest, causing it to stagger backwards.

With it now in the clear, a hail of bullets from everyone tears the Fire Legion soldier apart, its flesh crumbling like ash.

The reddish aura begins to subside, and the body is left mangled on the street. Everyone remains silent with their weapons pointed forwards. Beside you, Faulka falls to her knees with widened eyes.

Nodding to Ley’ra, you slowly walk forward with your revolver pointed at the corpse with Ley’ra beside you. You stop about a meter away, the bright white light from the spotlights behind you shining against you.

Ley’ra steps forward and kicks the knee of the corpse. However, on contact, the entire bottom half of the leg crumbles into a fine, pale dust. Not even bones remained.

The both of you look back at everyone else anxiously watching, but they don’t say anything.

“Should we… should we do something about it?” you ask.

“Kick it again,” someone says from the crowd.

Ley’ra kicks the torso of the body, causing the entire corpse to crumble into dust.

And that's today's thread. Thanks for playing, and sorry I had to cut it short.

Archives are here:
>>173542

May run the next thread this weekend, depending on how work goes this week.

>>175422
Thanks for running

>>175428
Thanks for running!

>>175428
Thanks for running