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The surveillance room was little more than broken scrap and destroyed furniture by the time you and the others were finished shooting. It was a strategically important section of the museum, but a part of your rage had blinded you to utterly decimating it. You didn't have anything to learn from these aliens. There was no scheme against you, the world, or such cliches here. Just a sudden impulse and an emotional state of destructive ire.

For all of the shouting of familiarity or human-like appearance at the start, there was a cold, calculating fury in your aim in that room. The security guard, the curator chick, and her little clone assistants, they only seemed like targets now, and not living beings that once talked and acted human. Perhaps it was good that you were taking out part of your anger at this immobile equipment. At you knew it would never try to act human. For all of the bravado before, in those 10 or 15 seconds that you continued to fire into the room, you could only feel-

"STOP!", Yukino shouts, running to the front, "we're not winning anything by over killing this place. Isn't it enough that we took down the cameras?"

Yukino's words and almost running into your gun-line snap you out of that red glossed state. You actually had to shake your head awake from that blinding impulse, but Paula's hand your shoulder helped to calm you down further. Kurtis and Dante had actually stopped a little before you had, but you had failed to notice as they also just looked you with slight fear or confusion. Only Chris seemed to be a real loss on why you had stopped shooting, though he subsequently stopped not long afterwards.

"Please Erick," Paula states, still holding her hand on your shoulder, "Yeah, that message was annoying, but we can't lose time just destroying this area. We need to head to the others and prepare for what's ahead."

"She said 10 minutes right?", Kurtis adds, looking at the exploded husks of computer and monitor, "Crazy bitch was so sure about us being dead too right after. What does she intend to do?"

"I don't know," Dante answers, then holsters his rife, "But I don't intend to stand around here to find out. Erick, I suggest we go as well, unless there's something we missed in here."

"I don't think we could have missed anything," Chris jokes, a dry chuckle escaping from his lips, "Things are easier to shoot they're standing still. Unlike those crazy bitches in the atrium, never seen anything move that quickly."

Dante sighs at Chris's shitty joke, but he nonetheless nods in agreement at his statement. As their exchange went on, you were still trying to ease yourself out of that rage and into a more nervous state of mind. Your hands were shaking a little as you let the others know what to do next.

>Investigate further, you may have missed something
>Head back to the others, there's nothing left here
>Continue to dig into this place, nothing survives
>Write In

>>2727964
>Head back to the others, there's nothing left here
>Write in: "Check the gem you have with you and give it so one of the woudend.Maybe Aille?"

>>2727964
>>Head back to the others, there's nothing left here

>>2727995
>>2728011
We'll take these two for the sake of getting the posts going. Writing.

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>>2728015

"We're leaving," you command, holstering your pistol, "there's nothing left here anyways. We can discuss a plan with the others when we get back and see if we can help them."

The others, with the exception of Chris, nod in agreement and head for the door back to the access hallway. Paula gives you a slightly worried glance before she passes you, and you try to give her a reassuring smile. She sighs a little, her eyes dropping slightly before she heads to the front door as well. Behind the others, you hear a shuffling on broken wood and glass, and see Chris approaching the destroyed husks of the computer monitors.

"You guys go on ahead," Chris replies, looking over to the main console, "I've got something to do before we head out. Don't worry, it won't take too long."

"Mind telling us what you're doing first?", Paula states, earning an annoyed look from Chris, "I'm all for investigating, but you're not exactly on a good streak here Chris. You're-"

"Don't worry I'll watch him," Dante responds, heading to Chris's side, "you guys can go on ahead with the others. We'll be fine here."

Paula goes to object, but you ease her hand and bring her back to the front. She reluctantly agrees to Dante's plan and heads out with Yukino in tow. You and Kurtis give the pair one last look before heading out with the others.

After exiting the metallic lined access doors to the hallway back to the main warehouse, you see the others still in varying states of pain. The twins seem to have taken nasty slashing cuts along the backs of the suits, the spinal enhancements now torn from their suits. Carol and Allie are laying down in similar states of pain, though Allie's cauterized gash on her side isn't as messy as Carol's own stab wound. You and the others quickly head there to see the extent of the damage. In spite of their own injuries, Tanjeet and Maria seem to be working as much as possible to help the others out.

Kurtis beats all of you as he rushes to Allie's side, helping Maria to keep her wound disinfected. There's a cry of pain in her voice as the disinfectant gel does its job, but Kurtis is there to keep Allie steady. You and Paula head to Carol's side to get her stab wound cleaned up, helping to position her with Tanjeet so she doesn't lose too much blood as he puts the last of his bandage on her.

"I don't know how you do it man," you state, looking over Tanjeet's work, "broken leg, almost no supplies and you're still going. They'd be fools to not take take you in as an intern man."

"Thanks," he replies, looking over to your hand, "though you're pretty good at that yourself Erick, pushing through pain. Though, something tells me there's not much good news out of that security room."

"Christ, let there actually be good news for once," Carol adds, taking in a slight breath.

>Not really, we need to leave this area
>Not really, we need to come up with a plan
>Not really, we need to take some time to recover
>Write In

>>2728182
>>Not really, we need to leave this area

>>2728182
>>Not really, we need to leave this area

>>2728182
>Not really, we need to come up with a plan

The security room is down and there is still the ten minutes the other alien said to be running. Even so staying here isn't a option but we need everyone's input on this

>>2728208
>>2728223
Sorry about the wait, I was getting some lunch. Anyways, leaving the area. Writing.

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>>2728354
"Unfortunately not," you state, then looking at the access doors to the security room, "we got a warning that in 10 minutes something bad is going to go down in this place. Whatever those aliens have planned, we can't stay here much longer."

"I said good news Erick," Carol replies, chuckling a little afterwards, "for real though, 10 minutes isn't that long of on the clock. We don't really have a plan on what to do either."

"Yeah, and it's going to take a bit," Tanjeet adds, looking to the other wounded, "a lot of our team got hurt bad during that last fight. Yeah, they can walk, but they're not going anywhere fast with what they're sporting right now."

"We're going to have to leave either way," you retort, perhaps a bit more harshly than you wished, "if we stay in one area too long we'll be sitting ducks either way. Surveillance is down, yes, but we still have the remaining 2 aliens."

"We can get to safety before we argue further," Paula follows up on your words, heading to Carol's side, "I'll help with getting the others to safety as well, so don't think we'll fall behind. We can think of a plan at our destination anyways."

Carol and Tanjeet look at each other with a worried expression, but resign to your decision in the end. It's at this time that Dante and Chris return from the room, and they both head to your side at a rapid pace. Their shouting of your name only brings more attention to you, as some of the others start heading to your location.

"Erick, we found something," Dante says, bringing up an old black and white photo with some very familiar figures on it, "date says it was '45 on the back, but the images on the photo look identical to the aliens right now. No changes, except maybe their clothing."

"It's pretty weird though," Chris wonders, somewhat strangely given his regular mood, "how did no one notice they were the same for that many years? Not that I care too much, only really wanted to see if they had any big firearms in that security room."

"They've been here since the 1940s?", you wonder, and then quickly shake your head in response, "Well we can discuss it later. Right now, we need to get out of here. Can you two help out the rest of the group?"

Dante nods while Chris just says 'whatever' and they both go help the injured in your efforts to vacate the area. You take a last look at the photo in your hands, noticing that while this probably wasn't an official staff photo, every person in it was indeed in the museum during the field trip. Given the current state of affairs, it would have to wait. While some of them definitely need help standing, they are more or less ready to head out. Whether or not they're happy about it would have to wait until you all were safely out of this place.

'Now, where to?'

>To the second floor, in the closest exhibit
>To the first floor, in the closest exhibit
>Outside of the museum, through the bottom floor entrance
>Write In

>>2728554
>>To the first floor, in the closest exhibit

>>2728554
>To the first floor, in the closest exhibit

>>2728642
>>2728674
2 for the first floor. Writing.

>>2728354
>>To the first floor, in the closest exhibit

>>2728554
>Outside of the museum, through the bottom floor entrance

They rigged the whole building to explode, you foools

>>2728814
Yeah, that might be it

Voting for this

>>2728814
fuck anon, that makes sense

>>2728814
Rip, too late to change to this

>>2728850
calling it now, we use Lunging save to pull Paula out of the building with us through the window if the fireworks start going off

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>>2728642
>>2728674
>>2728801

With the elevator being out of commission your group doesn't have many options to reach the first floor. On instructions from Dante, you and the others head towards the employee exit to the bottom floor. Tanjeet was quite right at your speed however, as it takes a little longer to get out of that warehouse with the wounded out as well. You and the others reach the exit and see yourselves the bottom atrium.

The food court and gift shop stand opposing to each other as your group emerges behind the elevators reaching down there, though they don't appear to be in operation at the moment. In fact, there's almost no light in part of the museum, unlike the dimly lit portions in the first floor. It is for this reason, that you all don't notice a falling figure that blindsides a good portion of the group.

Shouts of pain and anger emerge from the group, as male figure wearing a Gantz suit is now holding an x-Gun to Carol's head, and is moving away with her slowly back towards the back exits. The rest of the group ready arms, but this prompts the figure to further press the gun to Carol's head.

"Nobody fucking move!", Mahsann demands, rage and tears in his eyes, "She told me how to use it before you bastards killed her!"

"Hold on!" you shout, "what the fuck do you mean we killed her?! We never-"

"Her head exploded, all because of this sick game you're all playing here", he shouts to your group, priming the gun, "but I have had enough of it. Now, you'll tell me what is happening here or I will kill this bitch right here and now!"

"Like hell you are!", Dante shouts back, running forwards towards the two with his suit active as he does. Carol shouts for him to stop, before that familiar firing flash from the muzzle of the X-Gun appears. Dante almost stop dead in his tracks when he sees that he's about to ready another shot to her head, and Carol starts shaking as her suit lights up to register the hit.

There is a whine down from her suit, as they buttons' lights shine for a second before going dark. A dark, viscous fluid soon oozes out of the buttons and there's a set of visible tears on Carol's face this occurs. Her face is ripe with terror, and Dante's own matches it in anger towards this man, but he know the moment he takes another steps, Mahsann will pull the trigger.

"The next one is going in her head," Mahsann states, before priming the second shot, "What the fuck, is happening here, right now. No, bullshit this time, but a proper explanation."

>Talk him down, try to resolving this amicably
>Engage, but non-lethally subdue them
>Deadly force, put them down for good
>Write In

>>2728931

>Talk him down, try to resolving this amicably

>>2728931
>Talk him down, try to resolving this amicably
Alright, no bullshit.
Gantz, the black ball, basically cloned us after we died, giving us another shot at life. The catch is that every couple weeks we get beamed to the room to go kill aliens on a mission, and it's all in a set area. Leaving the set area causes Gantz to kill you because we all have explosives in our head for the hunts, so we can't go too far away from the targets.
But there's hope! If you can help us and stay alive long enough to get 100 points from killing aliens, you can use that to bring your wife back to life.
>point at Kurtis
I got Kurtis here killed because I fucked up on one of the hunts, but I kept fighting and got enough points to bring him back. If I can do this, then so can you! You just gotta calm down and work with us, okay?

>>2728931
>>Talk him down, try to resolving this amicably

>>2728931
>>Talk him down, try to resolving this amicably


signal someone to sneak around him using cloack, if we give the signal his head is gone

>>2729005
he is not using a suit right, I'm not taking any chances here, if he doesn't call now, someone has to snipe him from behind

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>>2728950
>>2728957

"Let her go!", Paula shouts, earning a stare from Mahsann, "she didn't do anything to you damnit! None of us did! If you do this, you're not leaving this place alive."

"Going to keep threatening me with a hostage?", he replies back, his arm tightening on Carol's neck, "Let me make it damn clear then. If I see so much as a twitch from you all, I will blow her fucking head off!"

"What do you even want from us?!", Maria responds, her breathing getting a little shallow, "We had that poster to tell you in the room?! What the more else do you want?!"

"Oh, I see, let me make this simpler then," he states, a fearless expression lining his face, "I'll give you until the count of three and you'd better hope I like what I hear. If I don't hear a definite answer as to what is happening here, then say goodbye to your friend."

"1"

Everyone's looking at each other nervously, as Carol's life is held in balance from an answer by your group. You don't have time to deliberate on options, only action.

"2"

Fear and horror grips the group as the countdown continues to wind down. If anyone makes even so much as an errant twitch, this bastard will pull the trigger on Carol. So, you resort to the one thing that separates mankind from the rest of earths animals.

>Roll1d20 + 3 WIL to talk this guy down

>>2729000
>>2729005
OOC: Sorry, forgot to count you guys.

>>2729034
OOC: Also, write in what you want to say to him. I will count >>2728957 as yours.

Rolled 2 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>2729034
"We're all here because we died and got revived to carry out extermination missions from that black ball, ok? Every one of us is in the same position as you, this isn't some prank or game we're playing. Just look at Tanjeet's leg, you think we'd do that to ourselves?

Rolled 2 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>2729034
This is life and death, we warned you from the beggining, this is not a game for us, but it's a game for someone, we are stuck here just like you, and if you hurt my friend I'm gonna break every fucking bone in your body and make you swallow your entrails

if he tries to shoot can we move his hand up with telekinesis just so he misses and we can be on him before the cooldawn of the gun passes?

oh god these rolls
someone clutch save

Rolled 1 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>2729034

>>2729071
Welp.
I tried.

>>2729050
>>2729062
>>2729079
Wow sick rolls guys. Writing.

>>2729082
Yeah, we failed the talking its time to telekinetcly break his arm

>>2729082
Would you like to activate <Lunging Save>

>>2729091
Could we not use our PK to stop him from pulling the trigger, giving somebody else the chance to rush him?

>>2729094
Absolutely, you could have done that as a write in option. However, it is a little too late now since voting is over.

Remember guys, I only do options as suggestions. You're not limited to them, that's why I include a 'write in' in all of my posts.

>>2729100
Man I really gotta do PK-related write-ins more often. I suppose the dice want us to use up our Lunging Save right here, so might as well waste it on this chucklefuck.

>>2729091
Alright 1 vote for <Lunging Save> on Carol.

2 more votes still waiting.

>>2729135
I don't want to lose it but will have to do it or else she is toast

I'll just link here with an "I knew it" when we need it later and don't have it

>>2729151
Lesson learned: abuse the fuck out of PK powers whenever possible for us to do so without our heads exploding
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YI3NoBeNwfk

>>2729135
Backing the save

>>2729079
>>2729081
That was actually kind of hilarious

>>2729135
Do it, use it now!!

>>2729151
>>2729173
>>2729107
Alright, there's the 3. Writing

Also, from now on, I will be counting the first 3 or 5 posts as a majority rules vote.

>>2729178
Well that won't make anons salty. But i guess if we want to keep the thread flowing stuff like that need to be done.

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>>2729178
<LUNGING SAVE ACTIVATED>

"Thre-"

"ALRIGHT!", you shout, silencing the countdown from Mahsann, "I'll tell you everything, but you have to promise me that your gun goes down the moment I finish. Alright?"

"Fine, then," Mahsann says, priming the gun again, "Start talking, if you're the leader of this group. You must know the most, right?"

"I do, so let's start from the beginning then," you state, not dropping your serious look from Mahsann, "We're all here because we died and got revived to carry out extermination missions by that black ball in the room. Every one of us is in the same position as you."

"This isn't some prank or game we're playing," you continue, and see Mahsann's grip not releasing from the weapon, "we are stuck here, just like you. It's not a game to us, but it's a game for someone or something else; but we don't know what that is either."

"So, what you're telling me is," Mahsann replies, his expression lowering, "We're here because that ball wants us to kill something, aliens as you mentioned in that poster? Am I getting this right?"

You cautiously nod in response, but then quickly start prepping the back of your heels from the floor. It just ocurred to you that he hadn't probably seen any aliens yet since he didn't enter the museum with you guys. Furthermore, there was no way of proving it now, considering the last of those aliens were probably hiding from you right now. You get the feeling this was probably not the correct way of going about it.

"Let me guess," Mahsann continues, but now wavering a little in his grip of the gun, "this is all some men in black bullshit with the government or something right? Hahahha...wrong fucking answer."

There is a split second as Mahsann pulls the trigger that you quickly prime your suit and launch yourself like a bullet towards him. The action is so unexpected and fast that it causes him to flinch in that second with his shot. Your body soars through the air and you nail a punch right to his face, knocking him to the ground. The momentum causes you to continue your flight, and Carol falls to the side, as you land on Mahsann's now blinking suit.

There's some shouting from the others as Dante now moves to your position. He almost pushes you off as he grips Mahssan by the suit's collar and yanks him to one of the food court's pillars. Then, Dante starts beating him down, until Mahsann's suit powers down as well.

"Don't gamble with other people's lives," Dante states, his arm gripping Mahsann tightly, "because you always put your life right there along side theirs, asshole. Let's kill him right here Erick, his ass is not going to hurt anyone else!"

"You're never going to get away with it!", he shouts, but Dante's grip gets even tighter, "I'll tell...everyone...about what happened here. This fucking game...all of this...it's going down the moment I leave..."

>Kill him, he's too dangerous as is
>Cripple him, he can't be trusted
>Let him go, and let him leave
>Write In

>>2729244
>Cripple him, he can't be trusted

>>2729244
>Cripple him, he can't be trusted

>>2729244
>>Kill him, he's too dangerous as is
Deus vult

>>2729244
>Let him go, and let him leave

Warn him that there's a bomb in his head, and he'll be killed if he goes too far or talks to anyone. If he still refuses to listen to us, it's on him.

>>2729244
>>Kill him, he's too dangerous as is

Yeah, no. Fuck this guy.

>>2729248
>>2729256
2 for crippling

>>2729260
>>2729276
2 for death

Tiebreaker this one for us fellas.

I kinda think killing or crippling him will be bad for morale for everyone except maybe Chris. Letting him go will either convince him that we're not lying, or get him killed since he's intent on talking to outsiders and the gems are hostile to us.

>>2729297
Letting go for me.


Anything but outright killing him

If the tie stands count me to cripling

>>2729297
Fuck that guy, he probably got killed because he was too stupid to listen to reasons, we gave him plenty of chances and explanations and he would've killed Carol if we didnt use our lunge

>>2729297
You know, I kind of agree as well but this is long term loss for short term NOT GETTING FUCKING SHOT IN THE BACK AGAIN.

I think I will stick to my guns here.

>>2729304
If we kill or criple we will lose trust with everyone

>>2729310
Not with Dante, Carol or Chris and I think Paula would understand our reasoning.

>>2729295
I'll change to criple to avoid people killing him, Paula and Yukino would never look us in the face again and we would not be able to live with ourselves, we are not Chris

>>2729310
I'm sure Dante and Chris wouldn't care if we killed him.

Kurtis and Paula may not really care if we cripple him either considering they both have backgrounds that handle this sort of situation on a daily basis.

We can gain trust back though, we've done it before. This guy has it coming.

>>2729317
>>2729256
>>2729248
Well, that was a heated debate. Writing for crippling.

>>2729297
>>2729310
Faggots, ill just wait until he kills someone to laugh at you

>>2729330
You do that Chris.

Fuck, I think that's exacly what he would say in character

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>>2729326
-1 Trust (Tanjeet, Maria, Claire, and Silvia)

"No, we're not murderers Dante," you state, earning a look of confusion from him, "we're not going to kill him, but we aren't taking him us. Break his legs and let's get out of here."

"Wait what?!", Tanjeet virtually screams from the back of the group, and Maria brings him closer to you "Erick, I know he's an attempted murderer but that's no better than killing him here! The aliens aren't going to-"

"If we let him go free, there's no telling what he'll do next," you retort, shooting a serious glance at Tanjeet, "he can't be trusted. I'm sorry, but I'm not about to lose at teammate in this mission."

"What about Falaq?!" Maria replies back, giving you an equally serious look, "you didn't even look for her during our attack. So it's not a teammate if they're not here for a mission with you?"

"Don't you dare Maria," Paula replies for you and starts approaching Maria, but she does not back down, "Erick came back for you and your little posse the moment you all ran in the last mission. Teammates don't back-stab on another."

"But how is this helping anyone though!?" Silvia shouts next to Paula, with Claire following up, "Can't we just knock him out again or something?! This is too much Paula."

"There's no such thing as too much with a traitor," Kurtis responds, surprising the twins, "someone like him isn't going to open up to us, much less trust what we have to say. If anything, Erick is being too nice with this asshole."

"I'm sorry, but this isn't a discussion," you add, moving past Paula and towards Tanjeet and Maria, "This is life or death, with consequences for our actions that I will see to the end. We're leaving, he's not, end of story. Dante, make it quick, and hide him behind the food stands so the aliens don't find him."

You don't listen to what Tanjeet or Maria say afterwards, nor do you really care as you lead the rest of the group towards the powered down escalators. It wouldn't have mattered really, your mind was set as it was with your decision, though you could feel the dirty looks from Tanjeet, Maria, and the twins as you climbed the escalators to the first floor. Carol, Chris and Dante stayed behind however.

You couldn't really blame Carol too much, considering Mahsann had made an attempt her life. You'd figured there was some sort latent sadism in her to want to see her attacker in horrible pain. Dante was probably just following your orders, but you figured that he would have felt the same as Carol. Chris on the other hand probably just liked to see this kind of sick shit on the daily. That being said, you didn't need to be there to know that Mahsann wouldn't be able to walk again.

The screams told you more than enough.

<Continued>

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>>2729440
>that -1 trust with all of them
>but no +1 trust with Chris
Damnit Bolivar!

>>2729515
I told you, best route was to let him go, then explain our reasoning to Chris, Dante, Carol, and Kurtis after the fact to recoup whatever trust was lost for them.

>>2729515
You didnt vote senpai, you dont get to complain
>>2729535
Faggot

>>2729535
I know it was, he was going to die either way but our hands wouldn't be bloodied, I chose the lesser damaging one in my opinion

>>2729546
And you, at least wait for Erick to lose someone dear to him before making a grim dark transition in personality from someone who try to help others to a psycho who kills other humans

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<Continued>

Chris, Carol and Dante arrive to the Ocean Hall not a few moments afterwards, and somehow making the silence in the exhibit all the more silent. No one had spoken up or tried to make conversation after that argument, a fact further amplified after the last three members returned to your group. The twins had barely exchanged glances at you while Tanjeet and Maria were trying their best to not scowl in your direction.

"Jesus christ did someone die in here?", Chris blurts out, abruptly breaking the ice, "Oh wait, no that would have actually been a better plan. Whatever Erick, it's not my group, right?"

There's five astonished faces in the room after he makes this comment, four which were more disgusted than astonished though. Yukino's own grows a bit of scowl but she doesn't say anything to Chris. Not surprisingly, Dante's there to slap him in the back of the head at the tasteless joke.

"Shut up Chris," Dante replies, and quickly moves to your location, "Erick, there's something weird going on with the scanner. Remember how those signatures were showing up small?"

You look over to Dante's scanner, with Paula, Yukino, Kurtis, and Allie hovering close to look. You knew there were only five aliens in the museum, which displayed two of those circling that warehouse area you were just in. The strange thing was, it wasn't just two, but four as one of the signatures seemed to be overlapping another, and another seemed to be stuck somewhere in that warehouse.

"What the hell...?", you blurt outloud, "How can they still be alive? We saw them disintegrate."

"That's not the craziest shit though," Chris adds, zooming in Dante's radar, "look near where we are. Do you see it yet Sherlock?"

Your eyes adjust to the point in the map, and then quickly widen when you realize just where it is. You turn your head towards Tanjeet, and his bag, not 4 feet from where you are right now. You double back to the radar, and indeed see that there is a signature coming from the inside of that bag.

"How is that...?", you start to say, before the sound of wheels on pavement alert you and everyone nearby. Whatever the hell was going on here, you were not going to be caught unprepared again.

>Ambush, but you don't know how long you'll be waiting
>Split Attack, but you'll be going with half of your force at best
>Full Frontal, rush them with your team but you're weakened
>Write In

>>2729515
OOC: To be fair, he would have gained +1 with Chris, Carol, and Dante if you had gone through with it.

At the cost of nearly EVERYONE else losing trust.

>>2729604
>"Tanjeet, radar says your bag is an alien."
>Investigate bag

>>2729640
This and then ambush

>>2729640
I support pinkie

>>2729640
>>2729662
>>2729673
We will include the Ambush set up along with the bag. Writing.

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>>2729728

With the sudden intake of repercussions, the sound of that car screeching outside almost makes you jump out of your skin. You pull away from Dante's radar and head over to Tanjeet's side. The twins take immediate notice of you and quickly start eyeing you warily, while Tanjeet and Maria just acknowledge your presence with a simple, 'What is it Erick?'.

"I need to look inside your bag," you state, earning a confused look from Tanjeet, "the radar's picking up a signature from inside there. Whatever it is, I don't want to have anymore surprises this night, so please let me look inside."

Tanjeet and Maria give each other a concerned look, but Tanjeet just sighs and hands you the bag to look inside. You quickly notice that there's not much medical supplies remaining, just a roll of bandages and half empty bottle of disinfectant gel. You almost feel bad enough to reimburse Tanjeet for the cost but the thought is swatted away as you find a familiar white and oval gemstone.

Dante and the others are swarming around you at the moment as you pull out the gem, and quickly glance at Dante's scanner. You glance back at the gem, and try to move it a little to the side to confirm your suspicions. Sure enough, the small signature on the radar moves with you and the gem. It was definitive in your mind now, what was going on.

"It's the gems...", you conclude, showing it to the others, "the bodies or the aliens we thought we were killing were fakes. The gems are the aliens, not the people they're attached to!"

"How do they even do that...?" Tanjeet asks, as he curiously eyes the white gemstone before him, "Are they like some kind of replicating cell or is it like a construct out of the main body? I've never even seen or heard of anything like it in the natural world."

"Whatever it is," Maria responds, drawing her pistol, "It picked the wrong bitch to fuck with this night. Put it on the ground and let me finish it off Erick."

You would have said "Be my guest" had another blackout not killed the remaining lights in the exhibit. There are a few concerned shouts in the group, though the lights on your suits thankfully illuminate your positions well enough.

"That EMP must have been bigger than I thought," you quickly say, before making a set of orders known, "Everyone, take positions near cover and get ready. Something tells me we aren't going to be alone here for much longer."

"He's right," Dante adds, looking at his radar, "there's two signatures heading to our location. We need to get ready everyone!"

The others don't wait too long on the order, and quickly take positions to intercept in the room. Their cover consists of exhibit stands, and the projector room walls to hide their lights. With not many ranged options left, you head over to the front entrance and reinforce with Paula and Chris near that stand were you left the field trip class.

'It's our turn for an ambush bitch.'

>Roll1d20 + 2 INT to Overwatch

Rolled 19 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>2729973
If its a 1 or 2 ill kill myself on the spot

Rolled 14 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>2729987
I'm paranoid about rolling right now, but fuck it.
If this does end up a 1 or 2, I will be 100% convinced that dice want us to lose all our permanent stat buffs to mid-hunt fuckups, and therefore never ever roll again for this thread.

Rolled 19 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>2729973
nice 22 there
shame if something were to happen to it

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>>2729987
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>>2729987
>>2730009
>>2730045
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>>2730101
Our banked critfail? Have we not suffered enough?

>>2730126
This is Gantz. There is never enough suffering.

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>>2730101
<CRITICAL FAILURE>
-1 AGR, -1 INT

You don't need Dante's scanner to hear and feel the footsteps approaching the Ocean Hall's entrance. You had been expecting two of these alien rock monsters, but whatever was coming for you now was something much bigger and faster than you had previously anticipated. It wasn't shaking the ground per-say, but it certainly wasn't being quiet about its entrance to your location.

'Bring it on,' you think, looking around your group and their ready stances, 'she'll just make a bigger target.'

The footsteps are so close now, you're wondering how you haven't seen it crash through the entrance yet. Then you hear it, the footsteps getting further away, as if retreating away from the entrance way. Normally, this would calm you down as she's getting further away, but the original direction of the steps makes it almost seem like-

The steps suddenly speed up with such an increasing bound you barely have time to catch your breath as a large female figure bursts from the entrance door. The alien is almost twelve feet tall, sporting a bright, sparking purple whip, as she leaps across the room. The room erupts in a hail of fire and netting as the alien almost torpedoes her body across the room and out of your firing range. You head to attack the alien closer, but you fail to notice the whip crack back and wrap around your body.

There is an excruciating pain as you feel an initial discharge of electricity in you, and let out a yelp of surprise as you're pulled out off your feet by the moving whip and the alien's strong arm. It doesn't end there, as your body is flung around the room, like some sort of make shift flail as the alien begins to fling herself and you out of combat in the room. You can't feel the pain, but you can tell the room is certainly getting destroyed.

From your erratic point of vision, you can quickly see that the room is changing. No, parts of the exhibit are changing as metal girders, screws and wires begin to move and obstruct your team. Half of the walls collapse as parts of their supports are suddenly ripped out of them to impede your team. Some of the movement even manages to get some hits in as the slower members don't have enough time to move as the metal begins to trap them beneath.

The grip on her whip is so tight that only the bulging muscles on your suit are keeping your from being crushed in it. But you know this isn't going to last long, as the repeated slams are destroying its integrity. If there was ever a time for a gamble, it would be now, as the rest of your team is trying to recover.

>Physical, loosen her grip on you but the suit may break
>Gun, but you'll have to be fast to not get it knocked out of your hand
>PSY, force-field around yourself but it could overexert yourself
>Write In

>>2730343
OOC: We'll come back tomorrow at 2:00 PM EST.

Sorry about the wait time on this one fellas. No real excuses on my part, just some writer's block hitting me hard on this hunt.

Anyways, thank you and good night /qst/.

>>2730343
>>PSY, force-field around yourself but it could overexert yourself
FUCK YOU STEVEN UNIVERSE BITCHES

>>2730343
Psy
At least that banked 1 didnt kill anyone instantly

>>2730343
>Gun, but you'll have to be fast to not get it knocked out of your hand

I believe in us, we're a speedy boi.

>>2730347
Thanks for running! No worries about the waits, you're still twice as fast as StorytellerQM.

>>2730343
>PSY, force-field around yourself but it could overexert yourself
Bitch ain't no Simon Belmont with that whip

>>2730343
>PSY, force-field around yourself but it could overexert yourself

Time to turn on the jedi.

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>>2730349
>>2730384
>>2730544
>>2732300

With the amount of mounting pressure on your body, and the near constant impact after impact on you, concentrating yourself here is going to take an obscene amount of effort. Effort and time that were quickly dwindling as your suit was getting dangerously close to shutting down for good. Concentration was not something you could invoke in this situation, so you switched to the next best thing. Gritting your teeth, and clenching your fists, your head filled with pure rage.

Focusing your pain, your frustration and anger to the very forefront of your thoughts, you began focus on the task at hand. The injuries on your team, the repeated attacks from the aliens, and the growing failures you have had this night as a leader only added to this rage. If this giant bitch was going to use you as as a flail, she was going to get the ruddest awakening of her life. You felt that familiar feeling of blood in your lip and in your nostril, as it was met with that gnarling vine of mental strength now leaking from your head.

>Roll1d20 + 2 AGR to Forcefield your way out

Rolled 14 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>2732947
>gutts image
WORRY

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>2732947

>>2733004
OOC: Roll with the modifier or it doesn't count.

Rolled 3 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>2732947
Time to blow our brain

Rolled 17 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>2732947
RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGE!!!!!!!!!

>>2732982
>>2733029
>>2733040
Dat 19 will do it. Writing.

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>>2733049
<SUCCESS> <Fatigue + 1 (- 1 to next roll)>

That gnarling root of psychic anger bursts forth from your head and body as you feel your surroundings expand. The amount of raw mental energy you're tapping into here is physically painful as your sense of touch begins to burn as the force-field expands around you. The pain itself would almost cause you to pass out right then and there, had the pressure around you not lessened. You let out a shout of pure anger and pain, yet you wonder if the others would hear it outside of your field.

The field of psychic energy expands around you, pushing back the whip's tight grip around your body, but not on the actual forcefield. You didn't really know the physics of how a physical object was acting upon an immaterial force, but you weren't going to contemplate it as the amount of power exerting around you was beginning to ebb out faster than you could handle it. What was once a bubble of psychic energy was ready to burst at the slightest touch, which soon came after a particularly violent impact against the ground.

The resulting shock-wave of psychic energy was like a grenade as the whip's was almost torn apart from the explosive impact alone, along with a part of one of the projector rooms in the exhibit. For a brief moment, you saw the forms of Kurtis and Allie flung against the wall from that explosion, burying them in concrete and metal as the projector's wall collapsed. As for the alien, the whiplash of the impact alone caused her to be knocked back and hit the ceiling's whale model, bringing it down on top of her.

As for you, the explosion's epicenter was almost a crater of broken parts of marble and ceramic as you quickly tried to regain your balance and reassess the situation. There was gnawing headache growing alongside a bigger nosebleed now reaching your lips, though you were trying to ignore them as you adjusted your eyesight. The exhibit was almost completely flattened from the assault of the alien alongside the several chunks missing from the scenery as a result of your gun fire.

While it seemed that everyone else is still incapacitated by the scenery's attack, or probably the alien's attack through the scenery, there were two figures now standing next to you. Paula's hand reached for your shoulder, and pulled you up from your almost kneeling state.

"Don't lose it yet Erick," she says, picking you back up, "keep your eyes on me, alright, we'll get through this. It's almost done..."

"I don't know what the hell you did," Chris states, panting slightly, "But that was sick shit man. Now, let's finish this bitch off."

As he said this, the whale exhibit began to move and shake as the alien's body began to rise from it. You weren't going to give her the chance though.

>Gun, shoot her down, she's much weaker now
>Physical, you still have your sword and you now know their weak point
>Psych, you risk more mental strain but you can try to separate the gem from the body
>Write In

>>2732947
"All my pain, all my rage, I'll use it ALL!"

>>2733141
>>Psych, you risk more mental strain but you can try to separate the gem from the body
Lets go balls deep

>>2733141
>Psych, you risk more mental strain but you can try to separate the gem from the body

>>2733141
>Gun, shoot her down, she's much weaker now

She'd be able to deal with a sword much better with her whip, and I don't want an aneurysm. Or 70 year old organs.

>>2733166
Look whos being a fag again, its pinkie

>>2733141
Bolivar, I have a question, and this is very important, does the transportation heals our psy brain damage like it heals our bodies?

>>2733166
+1

I can't imagine not blowing a blood vessel if we try psy again.

>>2733166
I think she doesn't have the whip anymore, I would prefer the sword since these guns never killed anything for us

>>2733182
Yes it does, as the Gantz reconstructs you as you came into it from the outside world. Though, the psychic backlash effects nonetheless apply to you here as they would outside.

Think of it like a checkpoint from a video game's world clear. That being said, if you come in with an injury or disease from the outside, it will carry over in here.

>>2733141
>Psych, you risk more mental strain but you can try to separate the gem from the body

We have a chance to end this fight now, we are not wasting it on other methods.

proposing a different strategy, we hold the bitchin ace with psy and the others finish her off

this way I don't think we will overexert ourselves

>>2733209
*hold in place


I'm just trying to save some juice since there is one more stone cunt to go

>>2733154
>>2733160
>>2733203
3 votes for PSY. Writing.

>>2733173
Rather be gay than retarded.

#gottem

>>2733209
>>2733214
OOC: I'll be fair with you anon, I would include that as a write in on the PSY strategy, but that actually might require a lot more energy than you currently have available.

>>2733222
forget it then, the idea was to save juice not spend more of it

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>>2733216

"Get me an opening," you command to the other two, "If those gems are their real bodies, then I may be able to end this in a single blow. Just keep her distracted, alright?"

Paula nods in agreement and heads towards a flanking portion of the alien. Chris, however, just smirks at the whale model's moving body, and then to you.

"I'll get you your opening," he answers, but then gives you a sideways smile, "but I am capping this bitch. I'm not about to lose points this mission because you decided to play hero."

You almost go to argue, but he's gone by the time start to speak up. Not that it would have been a time to argue either way, as the whale model is almost flung across the room by alien's now standing body. From the cracked look in her slopped shades, you can see an eye of pure annoyance staring right at you.

Her gaze is broken as Paula let's loose as flurry of shots against legs. They all don't connect, but one is enough to send the alien to almost a knee as part of her thigh is blown off. The alien doesn't seem the linger on this pain as it moves with great agility towards her whip. Chris intercepts however as he actually grabs the whip and tries to crack it towards the alien.

With its position now compromised on both sides, the alien's almost titan form is put on the defensive. And its attention is set away from you.

>Roll1d20 +2 AGR to pry that gem from her head

>>2733262
Theme for this area: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5Rh3L-6CRok

Rolled 19 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>2733262
1

Rolled 1 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>2733262
Please let this work.

>>2733280
It didnt work

Rolled 6 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>2733262
nat 20 saving the day right here

>>2733273
>>2733280
>>2733329
Dat Nat 1.

Would you like to save it?

>>2733336
definitely

I feel like if we don't, the brain damage will either knock us out for the rest of the mission, or kill us

>>2733336
Ok, I would like to first apologize for the nat 1. Which you should save QM.

But I would also like to say that this is the last time I will follow your plans anon. >>2733316

>>2733346
>>2733342
Need one more on whether or not we save it.

>>2733346
Its not my fault you cant roll for shit, my plans are the best

Save the 1

>>2733364
do it
>>2733346
it's your fault for going with our resident Chris plan anon

>>2733367
>>2733370
Saved for later use. Don't cry when it happens anon.

>>2733280
Reroll somewhat purple anon.

Rolled 13 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>2733377
Fuck...please let this be fine...

>>2733367
Yeah, I think not anon.

>>2733370
Don't you see he just wants to get Erick killed so he can change the POV to Chris and be able to be a dick to everyone?

>>2733367
I'm onto you man

>>2733377
>Don't cry when it happens anon.

fuck, ominous QM warning, someone is dying tonight, better pray it's not Paula

>>2733367
nah bro u hella dumb

>>2733273
>>2733329
>>2733385
Nice roll, but the 19+2 still stands.

You lose 1 on it due to fatigue. Writing for the 20.

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>>2733398
<SUCCESS> <Fatigue +2 (+2 to DC on every roll)


While the alien's body is large and now on an almost stationary position, you quickly assess that reaching it won't be that hard. It's getting to that green gem on its head that's going to be tricky. Your range on your psychic abilities isn't going to be enough to get her at this range. Though as you see it dodge shot and strike from your two teammates, you quickly spot a way to her head.

That familiar surge of mental energy begins to flow out of you like a heated vice as you make a run at the collapsed exhibit displays. The shelves are cracked and glass is strewn on the floor but they should still be stable enough to use as platforms. You take a running leap to the first one and find your footing quickly enough on the second one. On the third one, you take another leap from its edge and right at the alien's head.

For a split second, the alien's eye comes in contact with your own, a look of surprise caught in that crack on its visor. It's gone as you extend your hand to grip at that triangular gem on her forehead and her eye clenches shut in pain. In the first amount of noise this alien has made, she screams with a horrific distorted shout as you let the momentum of your jump pull the gem towards your body.

Your grip on it is strong, but you can tell that something is hold you back from pull that gem away. It doesn't prove to be enough as your body sails to the ground, and the gem is ripped from the alien's forehead, as several cracks now form where it once was. The alien's screaming gets to a fever pitch as its body destabilizes in a flash of light and a small electrical spark.

The subsequent gems bounce on the floor, but so do two flashes of light alongside them.

<Continued>

>>2733385
>>2733391
>>2733395
I rolled a 19, there were more than 3 votes for that option and my iq is like 200. I just think you are all fags
I still love you, especially you pinkie
If someone is dying is beause we didnt listen to Dante and killed that muslim dude

>>2733520
we love your psychotic ways too Chris

>>2733520
my iq is like 201, get on my level scrub

guys....like.....guys.....if the gems are aliens...listen to this...if the gems are aliens we should transport them with the Y-gun for double points

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>>2733455

You try to get up from that explosive finish on the alien, however a now surging headache begins to pound inside of your head. Another few drops of blood follow as well, further adding to the drying stains on your suit. Your vision is getting blurrier, and it is taking some effort from you to not start vomiting from the nausea alone. Paula rushes to your side to try and help you up again, but a sudden surge of light from the gems' land spots soon draws attention away from you.

Though, from the current visual disparity you can only make out so much from these aliens. From where the gems landed, two collapsed figures emerge in a similar state of pain to your own. Or so assume given their groans of pain. One of them is that purple alien security guard you fought and defeated in the atrium alien. The other however is a shorter alien, with an engineer's coverall suit on her body and an triangularly shaped hair style.

The purple one tries to get up first, but sends a kick right to her abdomen that sends her against the exhibit's display cases. There's a shout of pain from the alien, but Chris doesn't let up as he continues to stomp into her and plant a foot square on her chest, aiming his X-Rifle right to her head. Closer to you however, you notice that the green alien is soon privy to the plight of her comrade she gets up.

"Amethyst!", she shouts, earning an annoyed look from Chris, "please, enough already! We can negotiate, just please let us go, we didn't do anything to deserve this!"

"And what makes you think we'll do that?", Chris soon replies, his gaze shifting back to the purple alien, "Sorry to say, but we're not in the business of letting aliens go, even if they try to negotiate. Erick, shut her up or let Paula do it."

"Wait...please!", the green alien continues, desperation now growing on her voice, "I'll tell you everything about the back up plan. Just let us-"

"Don't you dare Peridot...", Amethyst, the purple alien, replies in a wheezing voice, "We can't betray Rose like this...we've screwed up too much already tonight...not again..."

"I can't let them shatter you like this!", Peridot continues, now looking desperately at you with growing tears in her eyes, "We'll stay out of your way, please, I know you're their leader. They'll follow what you say, just let us go and I will tell you everything!"

Using Paula's aid, you finally get up and look at the alien's now sobbing face. It takes a second for your brain to process everything happening right now, but it is a strange predicament. You've never encountered an enemy that would plead for mercy, even as cowardly as this one may be.

"It's up to you really," Paula states, looking at the now sobbing form of the green alien, "but you'd better make it quick, because I don't think we've got that much time."

>Mercy, but exchange for information about the leader
>Disintegrate, destroy their bodies and save their gems for later
>No Negotiation, break them both
>Write In

>>2733550
OOC: Pearl destroyed your Y-Launcher earlier anon, so you may have to find another if you wish to do this.

>>2733560

>No negotiation, break them both

We have a mission, we don't complete the mission, we die.

>>2733560
>>Disintegrate, destroy their bodies and save their gems for later
We cant let you go, its you or us

>>2733560
>>Mercy, but exchange for information about the leader

What's the back up plan? This may save our asses later

>>2733560
>Mercy, but exchange for information about the leader

Lack of information has gotten us almost killed before. Let's make the most of this situation.

>>2733560
>Mercy, but exchange for information about the leader

BUT FIRST
Ask about her ten minute plan, why she was so confident we'd be dead.

>>2733593

wait wait wait.
ask them if they are really dead when they turn into gems?

offer them to only disintegrate them instead of shattering them in exchange for information

>>2733593
>>2733598
>>2733601
3 votes for mercy. Write In >>2733603 included. Writing.

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"Chris, keep your weapon on that one," you command, a painful rasp taking hold of your voice, "I think this one is going to let us on a secret. You have my word, your lives for information."

"Erick...", Chris growls, but a stern look from you and Paula shut his retort down. With a huff, he continues to train his rifle on the purple gem, who looks as if she's about to make a retort of her own, but Chris's gun keeps her from speaking. Meanwhile Peridot's expression changes to that of resplendent relief at your answer.

"Oh, thank you so much!", she almost shouts, crawling up to you and almost holding to your leg before Paula shoves her away, "Ow...alright, what do you want to know? We don't have much time, as it is..."

"Start off with your 10 min plan," you demand, "and then about these gem things. Are you guys really dead when your bodies are gone?"

Peridot takes a deep sigh before she starts explaining the plan to you, meanwhile, you ask Paula to start working to clear the rubble on your team. Peridot explains that in the next five minutes, the museum's curator will arrive with the remaining staff to find and neutralize. Peridot doesn't specify to the nature of their abilities but makes not that Rose, their leader and curator, is next to indestructible with some shielding ability of hers. The others of that group include two blue aliens, one named Sapphire, and the other named Lapiz Lazuli.

As for the other question, Peridot goes on this long winded explanation about the nature of her species and how they're not really living in the same way as humans, but more on how their bodies lie in the gems rather than the 'projections' you've seen. The hard light shell, as she calls it, when destroyed will just be regenerated in the gem matrix like some sort of respawn point in a video game. Like you and Tanjeet surmissed before, if the gem is destroyed, then so is the alien for good.

"That's about the full extent of it," Peridot finishes, continuing to look at you with pleading eyes, "The others will arrive in the lower atrium level and will fan out to search for you. Rose is lifting her orders to do no harm, so I'd hope that your group-"

Peridot's ending line is cut short by a flash of light and sound of shooting from Chris's rifle. You and Peridot quickly turn your head to find Chris moving a little away from Amethyst's stunned body. You spot that familiar grin on his face, as he pulls away and you see several cracks form on her gem.

"Whoops, my fingers slipped."

<Continued>

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>>2733706

"You bastard...", Amethyst mutters before her gem continues to crack and her eyes go dark. The rest of her body goes limp and her gem explodes into several thousand shards in the exhibit. Her body fizzles with static and the quickly vanishes in a sputter of light, never to be seen again. You are too stunned to even respond as Chris looks at his work with wide grin.

"Amethyst..?", Peridot states in horror as she looks to her shattered friend, before another shot flashes from one of the pieces of rubble. Peridot barely reacts as her own gem begins to grow cracks, with her own eyes going dark. Peridot's body does a similar glow like Amethysts's, and her gem shatters into several thousand pieces. Her body similarly fades without a trace, leaving you even more stunned than before.

"Chris?!", Paula shouts, lifting up a piece of rubble from Tanjeet and Maria before she almost charges at the kid, "What the hell do you think you did?! They were surrendering you fucking psycho!"

"Hey, chill out officer," he replies, that grin not dissapearing from his face, "we had to kill them anyways to complete the mission. Besides, you're going to have to blame Silvia for the other one, cause I didn't make that shot."

Chris motions to a pile of moving rubble and you and Paula notice Silvia's prone form beneath it. She's holding her rifle in her position, and is panting heavily. Paula's gaze, as well as your own, switches back to Chris, and he retains that innocent little smile of his at the incident that he just caused. Finally snapping yourself out of the stupor, and part of the pain in your head, you head to Chris's position and quickly reprimand him for his action.

"We'll talk about this later," you state, as you try to pierce Chris with your own gaze, "so you're lucky that we've more important matters to deal with. Now, help us get everyone out of here and try to figure out how we're going to handle that relief team."

He only smirks and heads towards Silvia's location to help the twins out of the rubble. You go to help out as well but you can't help but feel a deep spike in your gut at the new shattered remains of those two aliens. You know Chris is right, but that lingering feeling of disgust at your lack of control nonetheless hits you.

After the others are freed from the rubble, you quickly give them a rundown on the situation and what you learned from the aliens. Chris earns some dirty looks after he mentions how he destroyed the aliens, but everyone nonetheless agrees that they would have had to die eventually. For what it's worth, it only seems that the twins actively agree with Chris's aggressive methods. You and the others head out to the main atrium to finalize the plan.

"We've got 3 min at least," Dante states, looking at his radar, " what's the plan Erick?"

>Head to the bottom atrium, meet them head on
>Set up another ambush, on the first floor atrium
>Negotiate further, you have a hostage with you in that white gem
>Write In

>>2733774
Theme for this are: https://youtube.com/watch?v=uGFZHBK2lTs

>>2733774
>>Set up another ambush, on the first floor atrium

>>2733774
>>Set up another ambush, on the first floor atrium

does anyone have a Y-gun?

we can offer to send them away and not kill them if they surrender later and we get double points to boot

>>2733774
>Set up another ambush, on the first floor atrium

Keep that white gem handy in case things go south tho. Damnit Chris. Some of us want to get out of this situation, where we have bombs in our brains and get sent on suicide missions.

>>2733790
>>2733807
>>2733812
3 votes for Ambush on the first floor. Writing.

>>2733812
>>2733812
Chris is such an idiot, if we hadn't kill any of them they would go non lethal on us, now they won't pull any punches, if someone is killed because of this I'm voting to kill him after the mission, especially if Dante is killed.

we could just kill or transport all of them after the end, but we should maintain them alive to make the other fight half-heartedly

>>2733847
It wasnt only Chris purple-kun, Silvia also shot one of them. Your anger towards him is bkinding you

>>2733807
Sending away the gem is the better option for points

>>2733918
under his orders and you know it green-hun

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>>2733835

"Set up an ambush here," you command, and the point to several locations in the atrium, "Everyone with a rifle set up near the pillars or in the 2nd floor. Everyone else, take cover behind the elephant or that reception desk."

"What about you Erick?", Kurtis asks, as he adjusts Allie on his shoulder, "There's not that much space in those areas for all of us."

"I'll deal with it when it happen," you reply, and you just turn to the others, "Anyways, get set up everyone, we don't have much time. Paula, set up with Yukino and don't let her out of your sight."

She nods and takes Yukino near the entrance with the elephant statue. The others subsequently get set up as well, with Kurtis, Allie and Chris setting up on the top floor, the twins and Dante near the pillars, and Carol, Tanjeet, and Maria behind the reception desk. You don't linger too long, as you head behind the elephant statue with Yukino and Paula. Unholstering your X-Gun, you set up with the two of them and try to calm yourself for the coming storm.

There is a veritable wave of exhaustion building on your brow as you try to keep your hands from shaking. Whether it is the strain of utilizing your psychic powers so much or just the growing list of stress from the night, you nonetheless feel your strength start to wane as your breaths come quicker. Paula and Yukino are quick to notice this, as the two give you a shake to try and snap you out of the stupor.

"Erick, are you ok?", Yukino asks, concern on her face, "You look really tired and...sad as well. Was it over what Chris did or-?"

"It's nothing," you try to brush off, but their looks of concern guilt you into saying more, "Well, it's just this whole night hasn't been that great, even before Chris did that. It's starting to gnaw at me..."

"Don't beat yourself over it," Paula replies, a soft look on her fact, "it's the burden of leadership, but have to meet it head on. For the most part, you've pushed through it with a great amount of resolve, so don't stop now."

"I know," you sigh, but nonetheless keeping your tired demeanor, "I just don't want to have another death on this team. I don't think I would-"

The sound of your chatter is interrupted by approaching footsteps from the stairwell. Paula's brings out her radar and you quickly notice two signatures quickly making their way to your position. You lift up your hand to ready the team to take a primed stance at the two incoming aliens. Kurtis and Dante raise their own to signal their readiness. Yet, the footsteps never arrive as they stop, right before the stairs reach the first floor.

"ERICK VANDERS!", a woman's shout rises from the stairs below, "I know you and your group are in here. We've met before, and I know you are a good man, so please, let us negotiate an end to this senseless violence."

>Say nothing, and keep ready
>Negotiate amicably, keep her talking
>Threaten, you still have that white gem
>Write In

>>2733959
>Negotiate amicably, keep her talking
"Your voice sounds familiar, but I can't quite place it. Either way, I liked the museum tour - shame we're forced to do this though. It's been kill or be killed for us for a good while now. What's the deal with all the aliens everywhere? Is Earth really that nice a place?"

>>2733959
>>Say nothing, and keep ready
I think the negotiation is a trap, either way we cant leave them alive

>>2733959
>Negotiate amicably, keep her talking

I actually dont know what to say to her. Though, I will say we should at least not tell her about the two gems destroyed.

>>2733959
>Negotiate amicably, keep her talking

Who are you?
How do you know it's me?
What's going on with this weird ass hunt?

>>2733959
>>Negotiate amicably, keep her talking
up until now we were only put agains aliens that posed a threat to the population, what are you planning?

>>2733982
>>2733990
>>2733996
>>2734002
4 for Negotiations. Write Ins included. Writing.

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>>2734004

"Who are you?" you ask, more out of suspicion as her voice sounds familiar, "How do you know who I am? Your voice is familiar but I can't quite place it."

"Right, perhaps I'd better show myself," she replies, causing you to furrow your brow, "In a peace negotiation, we'd it is better to show a gesture of kindness. Do not worry, I am unarmed, and only wish to speak."

You keep your hand ready to signal the others to attack, seeing if this is a bluff of some kind as you hear footsteps approaching the top of the stairs again. To your surprise however, she keeps her promise, and arrives to the stair's landing with another woman alongside her. The pink highlights on the hair of the curator and the bags under the eyes of the other woman confirm you suspicion to their identities.

"I am Rose Garland, or Rose Quartz," she states before the atrium, "I am this museum's curator and leader of the Crystal Gems. Erick, if you can recognize me, please come out."

There is such a veritable opportunity to end this right now, and be rid of these aliens. Yet, a pang of guilt hits you again, over what occurred in the ocean hall. For the longest time, you had fought and killed aliens that had actively tried to kill you, yet there was something very different about these ones. With a very careful motion, you lower your hand and signal for the ambush to stop momentarily.

"Alright, we'll talk," you state, getting up from your location, and holstering your gun, "But I also want answers for what is going on here. Consider this my sign of peace as well."

You head towards the center of the atrium, and the two women approach as well. You quickly look around and let the others know that it should be ok, and all of them lowering their weapons, yet Chris doesn't holster his.

"I liked the museum tour," you start, earning a smile from Rose, "though, I'm ashamed it's turned out this way. We don't exactly have a choice in what we here, with the aliens and everything."

"I can't say I understand your reasons," she replies, "but I will try to keep an open mind to your thoughts. I assume you are also in a state of confusion."

"Well, I've been wondering about the aliens," you continue, earning a confused look from the other woman, "Why are they, or you exactly here? Why earth? What are you planning?"

"I cannot speak to the other races' reasons," Rose admits, "but we came here looking for a new home, many years ago. Ultimately, we decided to settle in this museum, as keepers and retainers of knowledge of your world. Where we come from, there is little organic matter, unlike your planet where-"

"What about the third one?" Chris speaks from above the rafters, "that green one told us there were three of you coming. Where is the third one?"

"Peridot?", Rose asks, then turns to you, "What is he talking about? Did you all meet Peridot?"

>Say nothing, let Chris continue speaking
>Shoot first, negotiations are over
>Stop Chris, do not let him speak further
>Write In

>>2734159
We met and she said e of you were coming, are you trying to ambush us?

>>2734187
>>2734159

Supporting light pink

>>2734159
>"We fought. She's dead."

>>2734187
This

Make the conversation sound natural.

>>2734218
DONT DO THIS.

>>2734159
Backing >>2734187

>>2734242
>>2734239
>>2734215
>>2734187
4 for keeping her talking. Writing.

>>2734218

Autist found

>>2734265
Brainlet found

>>2734278
Sub 200 iq faggot found

>>2734278

Edgelord found

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>>2734258

"We met, and she said you were coming," you add, trying to interrupt the current train of thought, "were you trying to ambush us? Please, we don't want to assume anything here."

"Originally, yes," she admits, her calm expression not fading, "Peridot is our chief networking specialist, and let us know of what had transpired since your arrival. Though, I have to wonder how you managed to get her to tell you that."

"Wait, so it was a set up?" Chris continues to shout from above, "Then why are we still talking here then? Why did you stop the ambush?"

"It's interesting really," Rose starts, looking over to the stairs, "We found one of your own in the food court, begging us to help. I did so out of kindness for this stranger, and he told me a great length about you."

'Mahsann...', you mentally chide yourself, 'wait, she healed him? And, she forgave us for what he said?'

"We could not be sure of his words as he was in half delirium, so Sapphire read his thoughts," Rose continues, earning a surprised look from you now, "He betrayed you, yet you granted mercy to him, in spite of his determination to kill. You stayed your hand agains't another, and we cannot-"

Suddenly, a loud, and very familiar, roar sounds off from the behind Rose, right in the Ocean Hall.

'The lion...?' you wonder, looking over to the roar's origin, 'what the hell is it doing here-'

Your thoughts stops as Rose's body almost shivers with what you can only see as fright, as she turns around. Her attention is held towards the Ocean Hall, where the roar came from. For the moment, you think nothing of it, perhaps her own curiosity or fear at a lion being in the museum, yet something on the other woman's expression quickly tells you something is wrong. There is concern on her face, then sadness as Rose turns her head to her, and then to you.

"Lying by omission is just as bad," Rose says, earning a look of confusion from you, "You should have told me you had killed them from the start. I would have only killed you, instead of your whole team."

Your eyes widen to saucers as Rose's face drops to the floor. In the blink of an eye, a massive white and pink saber emerges from her hand, something she grabs by the hilt with her other hand in an inhumanly fast motion. With her hand gripped on the estoc of the saber, she makes a quick, fluid motion to stab you, right then and there. You know what'll come next if you don't move out of the way.

>Roll1d20 +1 INT to dodge <DC is normalized as MOV cancels the Fatigue Penalty>

>>2734356
Theme for this area: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IvohXgIKTgU

Rolled 11 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>2734356
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Rolled 18 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>2734356
Ambush was better than talking, specially after killing 2 of them

Rolled 6 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>2734356

Rolled 1 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>2734356

>>2734372

*commits sudoku*

Wait
Can we use Gantz Sword to sword fight her 1v1?

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>>2734369
>>2734370
>>2734371
<W0ULD 17 B3773R 70 JU57 570P N0W 4N0N>

<Y0U M16H7 N07 L1K3 7H3 0U7C0M3>

>>2734354
Using words without knowing their definitions only makes you look like more of an idiot, anon-kun.

>>2734387
yes pls

>>2734388

The only way you could be more of an edgelord is if your fedora had a fedora.

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>>2734393
<700 FUCK1N6 B4D>

<11111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111>

<1>

<WR171N6>

>>2734412
why did I take this bait

>>2734387
It feels just like the manga

>>2734412
If the one kills chris or the twins I wont even consider it a failure

Can we take the opportunity to be impaled on the sword to use our own Gantz Sword to stab her straight through the gem?

And maybe choke out a one-liner like "Yeah alright, I kinda deserved that, but I've faced worse than you." ?

>>2734431
>>2734434
OOC: I like this, but we'll see what happens in a bit.

>>2734430
You just killed Yukino senpai, I dont think Bolivar is killing Chris or thot patrol

>>2734440
or kurtis round 2

>>2734440

No, we just got Tanjeet killed, and now Maria and by extension, the twins, will hate us.

>>2734449
Tbh i thought Tanjeet was gonna die D1
>>2734448
Were gonna spend all our points on him again

In any case we ress anyone that dies

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>>2734412
<CRITICAL FAILURE> <BLEEDING OUT - 3 Posts>
-1 AGR, - 1 DEF

Your legs have become quick and strong from all of your previous training outside. And your reflexes have become acute to movement from the amount of video games you play. Yet, there is a certain degree of speed that is achievable by humans, even with a technologically advanced suit such as your own. In the second and a half of Rose's motion to impale you, it was a quick lesson to learn.

There is an almost stillness in the room as that sword entered your body, where even breathing sounded like a shout. It could have just been an adrenaline fueled state of mind however, as time seems to slow around you again. The pain comes in waves, as the initial stab makes its way from your ribs, and out through your right lung. For a brief moment, you can see Rose's face almost looking at you with grief, before you feel the cold hard feeling of the floor on your back.

The immense pain continues, almost deafening the sound of gunfire and shouting from the others as you see several explosions of light start to rain down on the two aliens. Yet, you also see a large pink bubble around the two, seemingly blocking the shots from coming in. In those moments you also see, near the elephant exhibit Paula, her face covered in tears as she tries to hold back...Yukino?

"ERICK!!!!!!!!!!!!", she shouts, a voice overcome with grief and rage, as she jumps towards the two aliens, sword in hand. The shooting almost stops as she runs up and tries to plunge the sword in the shield, yet she is stopped in mid air by some invisible force. You notice that woman with the baggy eyes, Lapis, raises her hand and the lifts it higher, seemingly bringing Yukino along with it as if tied to a string.

"That child...", Rose states, though you can barely hear her through the gun fire, "Lapis what are you doing? Let her go!"

"I'm protecting you lady Quartz," Lapis replies, her skin turning a hue of blue to match the water flowing around her, "We won't tolerate anymore of this interference. Not now, and not ever."

You see her hand clench up, and a horrific scream echoes throughout the hall as Yukino's arm seems to start convulsing. Lapis clenches tighter, and Yukino's screams get much louder, as you see her arm start to spasm much faster, and then it moves to her chest. It is a sight out of a nightmare as Yukino's whole body continues to spasm out right before your eyes, and your pain becomes almost ignorable for what you're seeing right now.

"Don't you dare...", you manage to eak out, standing up and surprising Rose with your resolve, "You're not, going to hurt her..."

>Roll1d20 +3 WIL to stop Lapis

Rolled 12 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>2734540
BITCH ILL GO FUCKING NUCLEAR ON YOU

Rolled 13 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>2734540

Rolled 14 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>2734540
nat 1 time

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>>2734577
17/20 plus dub 7s. That should be enough.

>>2734561
>>2734573
>>2734577
Dat 17. Writing.

Last post of the night guys.

>>2734577
Good job pinkie

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>>2734586
<BARE SUCCESS> <BLEEDING OUT - 2 POSTS>
<FATIGUE - 3> <-3 to all rolls> <Learned - Telekinesis (BIND)>

"How can you stand?!", Rose shouts, and you notice that her sword is now gone from her hand, "I got you, right through your lung and severed several hundred blood vessels. You shouldn't be alive right now!"

You don't answer, or rather you outright ignore Rose's comments. In your head, it doesn't matter where she hit you. Hell, you figure that even if she cut your head off, you might just find a way to get up and go after her. You don't care how much punishment your body has taken, only that you have to move fast in order to save Yukino. With the amount of fire just bouncing off of the shield, there's no way your weapons will be effective here, so you switch to a desperate last gambit.

You extend your hand out to Lapis and let that cold rush of focus enter and leave your brain. Yet it is not the fire and fury of your anger driven focus, but a colder more sinister impulse. This is no longer the intent to protect Yukino, but rather the intent to murder that blue alien in front of you. The gnarling roots of psychic energy extend from your mind and into the neck of Lapis.

Almost instantly, she lets go of Yukino as her hands go to her throat. A great pressure is put there, as you continue to lift your hand up and her body rises just like Yukino's once did. You're not sure these aliens need to breath with those manufactured bodies of theirs, but you see this is not pleasant in the least to Lapis.

For a brieft moment, you think you might just bring her out of Rose's bubble, but a shout from Rose and a bright flash of pink light soon hits the room. You don't blink like the others but feel something akin to wall hit your front and bring you back down to the ground. There's dots in your eyes, as you lift your head to see what happened, but you soon notice Rose carry Lapis out of the atrium and back down to the bottom floor.

Chris is right on their tail, before a familiar roar hits you all from the Ocean Hall and a subsequent scream from Chris. You don't have much time to contemplate as you suddenly feel a hand on your back, lifting up. Paula's pained expression is right next to you, as you almost try to stand on your own again.

"Erick, you need help immediately," Paula states, looking at you, "Let Tanjeet treat you, let him at least stop the bleeding!"

'There's no helping this...' you think, looking on as the rest of the team heads to the Ocean Hall or tries to help Yukino up from what she just experienced, 'You have to let me...'

>Deal with Lapis first
>Deal with Rose first
>Deal with that damn lion
>Write In

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>>2734663
Alright guys, we will call it here for a bit.

We will reconvene probably Sunday at 2:00 PM EST, if time allows as I am heading out next Saturday to visit some relatives.

I will, of course, interlace this week with single posts to keep you guys satiated. Vote and debate on what happens next, because you will need it next time.

Anyways, have a good evening /qst/

https://twitter.com/General0Bolivar

>>2734663
>>Deal with Lapis first
We'll choke the shit out of her

>>2734663
>>Deal with Rose first

if she's down we won, she is te one protecting the others, she has to go down first

>>2734663

>Deal with Rose first

Kill the tank, the rest will fall.

>>2734663
>Deal with Rose first
Shoot medics first. All the time. Every time.

>>2734663
>>Deal with that damn lion
how about we try to use our psy to communicate with the lion and set him up on attacking the gems?
there must be a way to communicate with him like that.

>>2734705
>>2734785
>>2734795
Supporting.

Also...I don't think we're going to make it guys, but were taking at least one of these bitches with us.

>>2735521
We could make it by the literal last drops of life we have left in us as we get beamed up by Gantz. It's happened a good bit in the manga, it might as well happen here too.

>>2735531
Last time we did it though, it was heavy bloodloss through our legs. We were severely damaged but not vitals were hit.

This is a fucking puncture wound through our lung. I like to be optimistic about things here, but...christ, I dont see us making it...

>>2735539
If we take out Rose we might make it, the others wont have protection and can be swarmed by our teammates

>>2735539
And I think the legs were worse, I mean, its more difficult to survive the wound we recieved but I thing it takes more time to bleed out from it than having both femural arteries severed

So our targets are
>Ruby = elevator'd, might be damaged enough from the crash to be gem form down there in the elevator shaft? - unaccounted for
>Amethyst = [DEAD GEM]
>Jasper = gem form, we did NOT take her with us from the fight in the lobby at the start of last thread - unaccounted for
>Pearl = gem form, definitely with us but NOT destroyed or sent with Y-gun yet
>Peridot = [DEAD GEM]
>Rose = right fucking here
>Lapis Lazuli = right fucking here
>Sapphire = must be with Rose and Lapis somewhere - unaccounted for

also in regards to nat 1s this hunt
>saved one last thread = ACTIVATED during the gem fusion ambush in the Ocean Hall
>one went through last thread due to one being already saved
>Soul Mates rerolled one last thread
>Lunging Save cancelled one this thread
>saved one this thread = ACTIVATED during the standoff with Rose and got us impaled through our right lung
>one was after the third roll and therefore didn't count
That's a total of SIX "Rolled 1 + X (1d20 + X)" in the two threads we have had so far, but this thread will still continue anyhow, so keep clenching those butts.

>>2735543
I suppose so, but that could just mean that our life save is going to be really high. Nonetheless dangerous.

>>2735544
>Sapphire = must be with Rose and Lapis somewhere - unaccounted for

Oh shit. This could be really bad actually since we dont know if Ruby is a gem right now...

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>>2734705
>>2734785
>>2734795
>>2735521
<BLEEDING OUT - 1 POST>

"Let go of me," you command Paula, trying to move out of her grip, "Paula, I have to go and finish her off. If I do, then-"

"Don't you dare Erick Vanders," Paula interrupts, almost shaking you as she does, "You are going to let Tanjeet treat you or-"

"I SAID LET GO OF ME!", you shout, activating your suit and flexing Paula off of your shoulders. The mere movement sends a wave of pain in your abdomen, but you don't pay it any attention. You start to feel a coppery sensation in your tongue as blood starts to rush in there as well. You're no medical expert but, it probably won't take that long for your lungs to start filling up with more blood than air. As you pull away from Paula at full speed, you decide that at this point, you were beyond caring.

The shouts of the others swarm and quickly dissipate around you as you charge fullspeed at the stairs where you saw the aliens head down. Yukino's body, immobile and with eyes bloodshot and darkened, only fuels more of your murderous intent as you pass her and Tanjeet trying to resuscitate her. The lion attacking Chris zooms past you as you reach the stairs, along with Kurtis and Allie trying help him out. Only Dante even tries to stop you as you head down the stairs, but you evade his grip by just jumping down the entire set.

It is at this point that you find yourself in a curious area, a hall filled with the model bodies of hundreds of birds behind exhibit cases. As you go through there, you swear their eyes stare at you like a piece of carrion. Though you cannot see the aliens anymore, a trail of clear water seems to lead out right out of this hall, no doubt from that blue alien. Though you didn't turn back, you could tell that you were leaving your own liquid trail as well, though yours was probably more grim than theirs. At the very end of the hall however, the path opens up to the bottom atrium and another large set of doors that round about the hall you just exited, along with the end of the water trail heading inside.

The door reads, Baird's Auditorium.

'They have to be in here...', you think, focusing yourself in the last second before heading inside, 'They're not going to leave this fucking place alive. None of them will...'

>Firearms, hit and run and hope you manage to catch a blindspot in that shield
>Melee, let's see how strong Rose's sword is against you
>PSY, with all of your psychic power on them, it could be enough, but you may end up killing yourself faster
>Write In

>>2736950
Are we gonna go full Sakurai on them?
>PSY, with all of your psychic power on them, it could be enough, but you may end up killing yourself faster
Because going full Sakurai on them is one hell of a way to go out.

I still can't believe we might actually die to tumblr lesbian steven jewniverse gem aliens, fucking hell this is making me so irritated. Good job Bolivar, you've succeeded in making me actually mad about this. Fuck.

>>2736950
>>PSY, with all of your psychic power on them, it could be enough, but you may end up killing yourself faster

it's the only way, her shield will stop the guns and the sword, fuck we are so fucking dead

I'm actually worried guys, I like this quest a lot

>>2736950
>PSY

We're already as good as dead, might as well pull out all the stops.

>>2736950
When does the QM usually post these updates?

>PSY, with all of your psychic power on them, it could be enough, but you may end up killing yourself faster

It'll be f-fine guys...w-we're going to l-live with Paula and have a beautiful life...

>>2736950
>Melee, let's see how strong Rose's sword is against you

Sword!

>>2737207
Nah if we die hopefully Paula will ne so pissed that she will ressurect us. She made the mistake of hurting Yukino they are all dead already.

>>2736950
>PSY, with all of your psychic power on them, it could be enough, but you may end up killing yourself faster

In theory could we stop our internal bleeding with our psy powers?

>>2737395
I don't remember that being in the actual manga, but I do remember Sakurai being able to block off nerves in his brain so he could ignore pain at times.

>>2737395
woooooooooa

maybe after we crush this bitch to death we can try it to survive, we will have to have a real survival instinct though since I don't think we know this technic and we would have to operate on instinct/desperation

>>2737447
We didn't knew force choke <Bind> before.

>>2737457
yeah, and we learned that out of instinct desperation, that's what I said

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>>2736983
>>2737041
>>2737150
>>2737207
>>2737395

'This could be it...'

Your mind was made up. That familiar surge of killing intent was growing like a raveous vine in your head. Its tendrils coiling around around your mind as you gritted your teeth to bleeding. While there was never a whine from your mouth, your eyes reflexively shed tears in its stead.

'I'll make it count...'

All fear was already gone. Only that seething, blackened image of those aliens' bodies torn apart remained in your head. Even if you had enjoyed seeing it, the ire in your head would never turn your face to a smile. It was something you had never felt, nor probably ever feel ever again.

'They'll die here...'

Your feet and arms were poised. All muscles in your body and your suit expanded to the incoming rush of adrenaline pumping through your body. Even as more of your blood continued to dye the floor from the pressure, the inner surge of strength would push you through to your objective.

"ERICK!!", a female voice said in the periphery of your cognition. The sound of fast footsteps, about two more sets of legs, followed right behind her. You didn't have to turn around to figure out who that was, nor did you as you burst through the wooden doors of the auditorium to, possibly, your final objective.

'Paula, I'm sorry...'

>Roll1d20 + 3 WIL to Give Them Hell
>We will roll for the Bleed Out on the next post, assuming you survive this

Rolled 8 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>2739599

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Rolled 6 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>2739599

Rolled 1 + 3 (1d01 + 3)

>>2739599

>>2739634
Gotta admit, you got me with this one friend.

Please roll a 1d20 and add the modifiers if you wish for your roll to count.

Rolled 7 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>2739643
>>2739599
Was hoping to get more anon heartstops before someone noticed.

Watch this be another 1 though.

>>2739648
How painfully mediocre.

>>2739628
>>2739630
>>2739648
Dat 11...Writing.

>>2739648
You got me at least.

Welp...we ded

>>2739703
I think we all knew it was bound to happen. You can only last so long in a hyper lethal setting with d20, crits active, Bo3.

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>>2739659
<BARE FAILURE>

With a shout of fury to rival a grizzly bear, the wooden body of the double doors splintered into pieces, its metallic restraints screeching apart, as you assaulted the main entrance with every last vestige of your strength. What was once a running tackle turned into a powerful leap as you took your first step into the auditorium. Gaining a massive impulse, you lifted your body towards the stage.

Your vision had cleared up by this point as you now saw the astonished expressions of the aliens looking up at you from the stage. Lapis was laying down, panting heavily as her eyes grew wide at your entrance. Meanwhile Rose, was in an equal state of shock, yet you saw the beginning shine of that bubble of hers start to build up around her. In the span of 1 second however, they would barely get to react as you as your leap carried you all the way to the very front of the room.

You saw Lapis raise her hand at you in mid air, no doubt trying to stop your momentum like she did to Yukino, until you released up your psychic energy. An expanding field of pure force hit her back against the stage's left wall as if struck by a cannon ball. Rose's shield had not finished forming by the time you used your powers and was similarly flung to the far wall. You weren't giving her a chance to get up as you started a sprint, only for your legs to suddenly fail you and land you square on the ground.

You stared dumbfoundedly at your legs to see them perfectly fine, yet they would not respond. In fact, you couldn't feel them anymore.

'What's...happening,' you thought, part of your vision getting blurry now, 'fuck it, I'll make it to you...damnit.'

You turned to your arms as you crawled towards her. As you doggedly approached, you found a shining pink object on Rose's now exposed belly. Focusing what energy remained in your body, you reached with all of your might towards that pink gem, and then squeezed. Rose's body began to spasm in pain as you applied all of your pressure onto that singular point. Her screams filled the room, as the psychic energy poured from your mind, with its only objective to crush this object.

Through the sweat and blood building in your eyes, you saw the beginnings of cracks forming on that gem. Even with all of your strength poured into it, the stupid rock just wouldn't shatter, yet you were getting closer. More cracks formed on the gem as Rose's screams turned to wails of agony, and were soon silenced.

Though not by you. You suddenly saw what was left of your arm nothing but exploded bone and cartilage lying limply on the ground. You didn't get a chance to wipe the blood and viscera from your face as you were soon pulled from the ground and to mid air. You didn't even notice Lapis's hand raise you from the ground, as soon the rest of your body began to spasm uncontrollably.

What you did see, were the shapes of Paula, Dante, and Allie enter the auditorium door.

'What a sight to see.'

<ERICK VANDERS - DECEASED>

>>2739771
Theme for this are: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d9YNlqCsPhM

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>PAULA TORREZ

>YUKINO PALMER

>KURTIS YATES

>CAROL ADAMS

>DANTE BOWERY

>TANJEET DESHPANDE

>MARIA FERNANDEZ

>ALLIE PIERCE

>>2739799
>YUKINO PALMER

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>2739799
>PAULA TORREZ

>>2739799

>Kurtis Yates

>>2739799
>KURTIS YATES
redemption filler arc pls

>>2739799
>PAULA TORREZ

Best Cop. PLZ.

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>2739771
IF I GET A NAT 20, YOU WILL REVIVE ERICK YOU SHIT!

>>2739813
>>2739799
I'll change my vote to Kurtis. More interesting than Paula.

>>2739799
>>PAULA TORREZ

>>2739799
> Paula

For sure her, she has to bring Erick back, their story isn't over. It cannot be.