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ThNextGreenLantern
Feb 13, 2012
Dak Rugby, Dropscrunt Crashacre

Dak hands Urok the hallucinogen grenade.

"Well, you lots gonna need dis soon. Fink I'll go make me'self useful."

Dak volunteers to help distract the Chimera, and sees if anyone else will join him.

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Dak is going to be part of team 2, distracting the Chimera then running back to team 1. He's had his share of experience dodging gunfire. Also, I'm taking one hallucinogen grenade off of my gear list. Dak has two flash grenades too, but what fun would that have been?

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Ignite Memories
Feb 27, 2005

Grumb Slanger, crash site

Grumb was all set to escort the scrunt civilians to the buildings and see to their safety, but as he was walking away he heard somebody mumbling about hallucinogen grenades, and there is absolutely no way in the world grumb is missing out on any event that involves hallucination grenades. He abruptly about-faces, and begins hustling back to the group, hollering Barry, you look like you 'ave control of this sitchyation! Keep up them dang' ol... good work, just... keep it on up thurr. Ym-hm!"

He enthusiastically jogs back to the huddled group of scrunts as they explain the plan, and grabs his nearest dearest friend by the shoulders. 'Ere's two more vollenteer! Me an' my good friend Pernicious Kreb will help dis-track tha 'umies! He begins to carry Kreb off with Dak Rugby, keeping an extremely lazy eye on both of them.

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I've got 41 strength, and a +20 to miscellaneous lifting due to my rippling muscles. Struggle all you want, pernicious kreb, but this is Happening.
Dak rugby, I assume we're headed to the bushes around the crash site, in order to rustle the leaves and grunt menacingly, or some such? I figure if we present evidence that something's there without giving away that we're hostile mutants, we could probably get them to take a peek outside their transport. Then, once the other team ambushes the chimera, we can provide ranged support. Perhaps I could suppress the enemy squad with betsy to keep them off urok and groin.

Ignite Memories fucked around with this message at 16:41 on Nov 14, 2014

Phoon
Apr 23, 2010

Gumbo Bulge, Crash Site.

"Awright boys, ahm right itchin to cut up some blokes aftah that" Gumbo gestured back to the wreck, "and all o this" he pointed his chainsword at a singing bird and revved it, causing the bird to flap awkwardly out of the tree in panic.

"Ah'll find us a good spot t' ambush dese fuckers" he said, and trudged off to examine the nearby terrain.

Gumbo will fight the infantry, unequipped as he is to fight the chimaera.

juggalo baby coffin
Dec 2, 2007

How would the dog wear goggles and even more than that, who makes the goggles?


Pernicious Kreb, Shoulder of Grumb

Pernicious Kreb flails and bites and scratches like a cat about to be washed. Pelt tries to help, but his arms are too full of Kreb's assorted possessions for him to be much use.

"Daauuuh boss I thought we was goin to the buildins to shoot guns uuuuh why you not goin to the buildins?" Pelt asks.

Kreb is trying to convey, through the medium of interpretive freakout, that really the ranged guys should be in the buildings to provide fire support

Ignite Memories
Feb 27, 2005

PROBABLY SHOULD, WHAT A SHAME BWAHAHAHAHAhAA

Phoon
Apr 23, 2010

The buildings seem like the obvious place to engage the infantry to me. Put ranged in the buildings and fire from cover at the enemy squad, melee hide somewhere to cover the escape route if they try to run/mop up survivors of the ranged fire

Inexplicable Humblebrag
Sep 20, 2003

Ignite Memories you don't get to decide what other player scrunts do.

Horrible mishmash amalgamation plan coming in a few hours!!

Ignite Memories
Feb 27, 2005

Tell that to pernicious kreb! he's been dead set on me being a bullet sponge all week. :colbert:
Darers go first - that's scrunt code. I don't make the rules!

Besides, what's a high strength score for if I can't pick people up and be a bully? Right now we're all so darned tactically efficient and just twists my scrunt. I'm sure he would bite me or something and worm his way out if FPS actually wanted to escape from my masculine embrace.

Out of character, i am literally doing anything i can to advance the plot. We've been bickering since tuesday! Y'all rejected my plan, which as far as I know was the only plan that didn't involve using ourselves as bait, so I'm giving kreb what he wants. If he's so insistent on grumb getting himself killed then we can see how he likes a taste of his own medicine.

IN character, if kreb doesn't want me physically abusing him then maybe he shouldn't be such a knob to someone who's bigger and stronger than he is.


Ignite Memories fucked around with this message at 20:53 on Nov 14, 2014

Who What Now
Sep 10, 2006

by Azathoth
Scurrilous Scruntson
The Dropsite Massacre


The Technoscrunt wastes no time hightailing it to the safety of the buildings across the road. Along the way, however he stops and begins to think devious thoughts to himself. Popping open SCR-417/s chest-compartment Scurrilous pulls out two explosives and a length of wire. He would set a trap most ingenious (by scrunty standards anyway) and take the troopers by surprise! The fact that his fellow scrunts might also stumble upon the traps does not seem to enter his mind as he begins to hide one charge between to trees and set up the tripwire.

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I wanna use some wire and my two frag grenades to make two booby traps placed around what looks like probably approaches to the ruins. Tech Use vs INT 60 (this includes my +10 from my Servo-Arm). If Tech Use isn't a proper skill let me know what would be.

E: Wait, are we doing our own rolls or are you?

juggalo baby coffin
Dec 2, 2007

How would the dog wear goggles and even more than that, who makes the goggles?


I'm fine with Kreb being manhandled if Grumb doesn't mind developing some sort of horrible disease from Kreb bites sustained during it.

Our plans all seem to have congealed into one giant frankenstein plan, that said, the ranged folks should probably support from the buildings rather than the bushes

Ignite Memories
Feb 27, 2005

See? That's the spirit. I drag him over to be bait, maybe he accidentally shoots me in the back during the scrap. It's scrall in good fun.

FPS: We might be bait now, but once they've got a screaming burning hallucinating chimera crew behind them I seriously doubt we're going to be the center of attention. At that point, we're already skulking around the bushes, which is a fine place to be in a firefight.

Ignite Memories fucked around with this message at 21:07 on Nov 14, 2014

Tin Tim
Jun 4, 2012

Live by the pun - Die by the pun

Aight, then I guess I also tumble towards the buildings because that's where the shootas should be.

Inexplicable Humblebrag
Sep 20, 2003

Chimera "Helsbrook"
The Forest Dropsite
Malbrathia-3


The sergeant glances up from studying the crude pictograph of his beautiful wife, holding their baby sons.

"What kind of movement?"

He tucks the picture away into his breastplate, next to the deeds to the farm on which he will be taking up residence on in a couple of days.

"We.. we dunno, Sarge. We can't get a good look from here, but there's... somefink in the bushes. And it's written us somefink."



The sergeant curses under his breath. How the hell is he going to find time to read through and sign those life insurance papers if he keeps getting distracted?

"Awight lads, . Looks like something mighta come down with that chunk o' space rock. If it was orks we'd know it already. If it was them piratey fuckers we wouldn't see poo poo. And we all know it's not Imperials as they're tryna get off this place!" A ripple of sniggers runs through the cramped interior of the vehicle. Despite his swaggering demeanour the sergeant's mind is racing trying to figure out what the hell he's up against - what caused that big fuckoff pit they just drove past? He's heard stories...

"So we don't know what it is, so we're going to go investigate. Weapons hot, boys. Unna, bring us in close. Jace, start powering up the lascells, give us cover if we need it."

The Chimera rumbles closer to the treeline, trundling to a stop.

The hatch thuds down. All hell breaks loose.


The Ambush
The Forest Dropsite
Malbrathia-3


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qFfybn_W8Ak

In the "Scrunt" model of project management, solutions tend to be delivered ad-hoc on a just-in-time basis. In other words the scrunts run around in a state of some confusion for a good long while before anyone manages to accomplish anything useful. On the other hand, being creatures not cursed with the twin burdens of "forethought" and "concern for collateral damage", once they do get going the scrunts comport themselves with surprising efficiency. They do not have a natural grasp of tactics so much as an innate sense for what would cause the most unpleasantness at any given moment. In battle, however, this is often the same thing.

OOC: you all basically have a "surprise" round in which all this is happening but the PDF guys will continue to do what they were about to do before you interrupted them, which is to spill out of the tank. Except they'll spill out of the tank insane, and on fire.

Urok and Gumbo leap with a scruntial roar from the piles of leaf mold in which they had concealed themselves. This is taken as the cue for Groin and Dak to drop from the trees onto the hull of the chimera! Groin immediately fires up his powered backpack and crouches down, focusing the lascutting torch through his bionic eye, and begins to force entry into the central turret. The clunk of his magboots engaging echoes through the vehicle.

At the same time, Dak and Urok attempt to work their magic on the unfortunate PDF squad within the Chimera. Urok positively hoses down the interior of the Chimera with flaming napalm, while Dak manages to force open a firing port wide enough just long enough to jam a hallucinogen grenade in (+0 Strength test, 28 vs 32). The cramped nature of the Chimera's interior prevents the crude flamethrower from being used to its full effect - the packed bodies up front shelter those at the back from the worst of the heat. Four of the squad remain completely unscathed (+0 dodge test for the PDF + sarge - 4 successes!), and the flames only catch on the three luckless pointmen (+0 AG test to avoid catching aflame - 3 successes!). Those that are hit suffer terribly in the cramped compartment - third-degree burns and superheated inhalation almost knock four squad members out of combat immediately. Urok, in his enthusiasm, pumps the trigger a little too hard. It falls off.

OOC - damage rolls here. higher is better. nine is a jam, for flamers. YOU JAMMED FOUR TIMES HOW

It's like how the old saying goes - what's bad for the flamer is good, good, good for the mind-altering gas. The beleaguered PDF troopers can hardly avoid breathing in the fumes of the repurposed medical supplies Dak has forced through into their compartment, and only Trooper Ritzstein, thanks to an overactive pituitary gland, avoids succumbing to the neo-lysergic cocktail (-20 T test, one success!).

Dak never quite found the time to test exactly what it was he had in those medical ampoules before mixing them all up and jamming them into grenade cases.

It seems the chief ingredient of this grenade was probably frenzon, as the screaming, raging, flaming PDF squad boil from the Chimera in a murderous rage.

OOC - gently caress rolling for every single PDF dude individually, they all took the same roll and were driven into Frenzy. Including the tank crew. This kinda does what it says on the tin - they will melee if possible, gain minor melee bonuses and major shooty maluses, and will attack in preference to doing anything else. This includes beating out flames. They also can't be suppressed! What the gently caress, guys!

It's not immediately apparent to the ranged scrunts what's going on, but they see flames, they hear shouting. Presumably, gunfire should follow.


laughable tactical map

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WHAT DID YOU DO

WHAT DID YOU DOOOOO

ok so basically this loving hallucinogen grenade has changed the dynamics of how this encounter was going to work. What I was envisaging was a sort of running battle where the PDF try to get to cover while the chimera covers them, but that's... kinda gone out the window now.

re: the map, the Rambos are your PDF guys, and the Arnold is the sarge (tougher melee combatant). They are all frenzied for three rounds, except Rambo number 9 who is cowering in the Chimera. Therefore they will try and engage the nearest enemy in melee. If they are e.g. locked in a driver's compartment, they will probably try to ram. If they are locked in a gunner compartment they will fire wildly, at a BS penalty.

STATUS REPORT

Go have a look at this thing again and check the combat actions on pp12-15.

UROK has ACTED. His flamer has jammed. You will hear more on this next round. You're in melee with a flaming, almost-dead Rambo 3 if you want to be - currently he's just next to you at point-blank.
SCURRILOUS has NOT ACTED. Retroactively, you have not wasted grenades on a booby trap because it's kinda gone out the window now. You are just barely in normal range with your hosed up gun. Pls tell me what you want to do.
GRIMPLY has NOT ACTED. Same as above except short range, meaning a bonus to hit. Pls tell me what you want to do - shoot random dudes, try to finish off wounded dudes, or go for the sarge?
KREB has NOT ACTED. You're in front of the tank, and although you can see the sarge, you may wish to move. Or you may not! Assume you can find cover so long as you don't move to a plain grassy square - you can move far enough in a double move so that you've got everyone in view (remember your Hip Shooting talent), or half move to get 1, 6 + 7 in view.
GRUMB has NOT ACTED. Same as above, except you can't see anyone. Such is the price of decoyhood~~. Besides, suppressing fire will now not work, so you might just wanna shoot mans. Full move for all in view, half move for 1 + 6.
GUMBO has NOT ACTED. You're in melee with a flaming, almost-dead Rambo 5 if you want to be - currently he's just next to you at point-blank.
DAK has ACTED. You know what you've done.
GROIN has ACTED. One more full round action before you've got a hole big enough to interfere with the gunner.

Let's say squares are 2m I don't know I need to go drink something you goddamn scrunts

Do your own rolls if you like. Otherwise I will do them. Please don't reroll until you get a good result, that's a bit silly. If you gently caress up a roll you can spend Fate Points to reroll. Post in recruitment thread if confused on generals ("what is combat"), post in this thread if confused on specifics ("what is my lasgun's range"). I need to do a quick primer on how to do combat in the rec thread, but not right now - for now just tell me your actions.

e: in the chaos it's not immediately obvious who's wounded. If you just spray and pray I'll assign shots randomly; if you use an aim action, tell me if you're going for a wounded dude or not. If you have a weedy gun, go for the wounded - if you have a huge gun, go for unwounded.

Inexplicable Humblebrag fucked around with this message at 23:39 on Nov 14, 2014

Ignite Memories
Feb 27, 2005

Grumb Slanger, hidden in the bushes

Roight! Grumb whispers gleefully to his close friend Kreb. We's got their attenshin, now it's time for a propur scrap! The jets of greasy black flame light up his cybershades like a beautiful green sunrise as he begins to hustle westward through cover to a better vantage point.


I'll make a double move, as I would like to spray lead into this group of hapless guardsmen at earliest opportunity. Does a double move mean I can't shoot? If not, I would like to proceed to open up on the panicked mass of humans. If it does prevent me from shooting, then you can bet your scrunt i'm going to shoot as soon as it's my turn again. These miserable fellows deserve a relatively quick death - they've clearly been through a lot already.

Inexplicable Humblebrag
Sep 20, 2003

Double move is a full-round action meaning you can't shoot. I forgot that the movement tables in Only War are completely insane (rules as written a regular guy using Sprint can only go 72 consecutive metres without being dehabilitatively winded for four hours) but if you want numbers on how far you can move let's say your Ag bonus in squares for half-move / triple for full round move (thanks Sprint), quadruple your Ag bonus for a charge, and eight times for running (Sprint again)

Subject to change if these seem silly. Maybe it is the scale that seems silly? Tactical map only a rough guideline. Objects in rear mirror may be closer than they appear.

juggalo baby coffin
Dec 2, 2007

How would the dog wear goggles and even more than that, who makes the goggles?


Pernicious Kreb, Lurking

Kreb is still a little bit hissy towards Grumb, like a cat that's been tricked into a cat carrier, but as soon as the glow of flame and the smell of cooking skin fills the air, he realises he's happier here than he would've been over in the buildings, and his hatred of Grumb diminishes just a little.

Kreb signals to Pelt, who is currently enraptured in the smell of burning paint, to begin Operation Run'n'Gun. Kreb props the barrel of his extremely phallic weapon on Pelt's shoulder, Pelt grips the barrel, and they run like demented crabs through the bushes, Kreb firing wildly as Pelt tries to keep the gun facing the PDF.

I'm using my run'n'gun which I think lets me do a double move to get everyone in view and make a single shot attack against the sarge. I'm not really sure how to roll it, if you could do it this time Schlong I'll try and do it in future. Next turn, in case poo poo happens and I'm not here, Kreb and Pelt are gonna stay still and aim then unleash a full auto barrage using the lasgun barrage skill against whoever is closest

Tin Tim
Jun 4, 2012

Live by the pun - Die by the pun

Grimply, in the houses, scruntin

Grimply peers through the scope of his beloved Ol' Scrunt Eye, and is excited about the chaos and flames that he can make out. Again, the scruntfather showed him the right way and the plan seems to have worked. Not all of the humies are on fire, but that's okay, because the rest dropped their rifles and wildly swing around their knives. He turns to Flet and says "Roight laddie, take me book and say a prayer to tha scruntfather so 'e can bless dis shot!", and then sets his sights on the biggest humie of the group.

Flet's eyes light up at the prospect of having the holy book. He complies swiftly, and shrieks at the top of his voice

"Tha scruntfather is great and tha scruntfather is fun,
An' we thank tha scruntfather for oua guns;
By tha father's 'and we will be led,
Give us father, oua daily dead. Scrunt."


Half action to aim, and another half for a Ballistic skill against the sarge 66 vs [85(45+10+10+10+10)]

Damage to a random location = 4 Energy

cool 1 on the damage roll, fack ya scruntfather

Tin Tim fucked around with this message at 01:24 on Nov 15, 2014

Who What Now
Sep 10, 2006

by Azathoth
Scurrilous Scruntson
The Dropsite Massacre


Scurrilous watches the scene of carnage with rapt attention. Some time ago he had replaced his spleen with a powerful auspex scanner in an attempt to find out why he had had diarrhea for seventeen months straight. Sadly that didn't work and he had been left with a piece of tech in his body and a cord coming out of his side attached to a tiny screen that he could make scan for various things by clenching his rear end cheeks just right. He fumbles for it now and manages to activate the thermal imaging just in time to watch the Chimera erupt in a beautiful rainbow of heat and death.

"Take that ya fakkin' clean water drinkin' grox-gropers!" He cheers.

Replacing the auspex screen in his voluminous robes Scurr unholsters his monstrosity of a las-weapon and takes aim down one with the four sights. Then he aims down another. And then a third before he settles on the one on the far left. With a prayer to the Omni-Scrunt he unleashes a monstrous quad-blast of lasfire at one of the healthier looking fuckers.

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I'm making a Standard Attack with my Double-Double-Beamy-Blaster on an

+30 Ballistics test (+10 for Standard Attack, +20 Twin-Linked): 32 vs 68, 3 degrees of success.

2 hits for 1d10+4 Energy rending damage each: 11 wounds, and 11 wounds.

I'll upload images of my rolls in a second. I wrote that hole post from my phone. I'll never do that again, huge pain in my rear end.

Who What Now fucked around with this message at 01:43 on Nov 15, 2014

Phoon
Apr 23, 2010

Gumbo Bulge, the ambush.

Gumbo shields his beard from the flames and laughs as the humans stumble out of their transport, wild eyed. He looks over to Urok

Don' think they wuz espectin' tha...

He trails off as, rather than rolling around in a panic as he expected, the humans launch themselves forwards, gibbering like lunatics and drawing knives from their belts. An uncharacteristically Scrunty tactic from the human soldiers.

"Aw bloody 'ell. Less get to it then."

He raises his chainsword high in the air, revs the chain and screams an ancient Scrunt battlecry before throwing himself at the nearest enemy.

"GO gently caress YOURSELVES!"

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Gumbo will be making an all out attack (since we're in a surprise round) at the nearest soldier (5). I'm not sure what modifiers apply to chainswording a flaming man on strong psychoactive drugs but WS is 40, all out attack grants +30, pls roll for me

Inexplicable Humblebrag
Sep 20, 2003

The Ambush
The Forest Dropsite
Malbrathia-3


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ts4axsSHlpA

Coruscating beams of light flicker from the windows of the buildings to the north. Four of them come from a scrunt who knows how to maintain his weapon. The fifth does not.

Scurrilous blazes merrily away and, luckily, has picked the right sight to aim down. PDF trooper #8 takes a solid hit to the chest, staggering him - the followup shot messily burns his unarmoured right leg. Blackened bone is exposed to the air, and he immediately goes into shock, crumpling to the ground. His last moments are a mixture of hatred and horror - a common emotion among those dealing with scrunts. Scurrilous' hosed up las-abomination crackles and hums as it discharges the rest of its powerpack into him, giving the scrunt a pleasant feeling akin to sitting on a washing machine, but the device will take some time to reload.

Grimply, on the other hand, picks his target with admirable cool. He lines up carefully, draws a bead on the raving, gesticulating sergeant, realises his error and switches to aiming at the human raving, gesticulating sergeant, and exhales as he smoothly pulls the trigger. Smoke immediately billows from the focusing chamber of his maltreated longlas, and the charred remains of a tiny lizard drops from the vent port. The resultant beam bounces off the sarge's mirrored shades, neatly lighting his cigar for him. There are no other effects.

Closer to the fray, Gumbo suddenly finds himself mixing it up with furious antagonists. He goes with the flow and lashes out wickedly with his chainsword, biting deep into trooper 5's left leg (19 versus a great big number). That'll cut the big fucker down to size! In his enthusiasm he practically saws the drat thing off (10 damage (Scruntious Fury!) + SB 3 + 2 from chainsword), but the teeth of his weapon get caught somewhere deep in the luckless trooper's femur. Arterial blood fountains and hisses as the flaming human crashes to the ground, practically wrenching the sword from Gumbo's grasp. It will take precious seconds to recover his balance, leaving him unable to parry or dodge.

Kreb scampers through the bushes, hissing like a kettle and blasting like a madman. One of his shots strikes home, catching trooper #1 in the back of the thigh (29 vs 50). The scrunts apparently are taking in personally that their opponents are much taller, focusing their attacks on the unarmoured legs of the PDF troopers, but under the influence of the frenzon gas, the trooper barely blinks as he takes Kreb's hot bolt in the rear end like a champ (1 damage + 4 from lasrifle means minimal damage was done). He'll feel it in the morning, if he survives, but at the moment he's still fighting fit.

Grumb stares down the Chimera, asking himself if he feels lucky. He decides he does not, and would rather shoot something more his own size. A quick tactical relocation later, and he's in a position to do so.

The initial onslaught was terrible, but now the PDF have their wits about them and are in a position to retaliate. The Chimera's engine revs ominously.

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conglaturation. the two ranged powerhouses who attacked managed to do atrociously on their damage rolls, while Gumbo decided "overkill" could do with ramping up a bit

Updated map is as follows. Grumb I have put you at point blank range because it's funny and you can shoot better like this. Unless you move even closer, the frenzied PDF will attack other scrunts in preference to you as they are closer/more obvious.



Now that your enemies can actually fight back, y'all are going to be acting in initiative order. This is 1d10 + AG bonus (unless you have talents y'all don't have) + misc bonuses. This does not mean you have to post in initiative order! Continue to post post post as per usual! If there's a tie between a PC and an NPC, PC goes first. Any ties between PCs or NPCs, I will flip a coin.

Init order is as follows:

code:
Groin		14
Grimply		11
Chimera Gunner	11
Chimera Driver	10
Scurrilous	9
Gumbo		9
Kreb		8
Sarge		8
Grumb		7
Dak		6
Urok		4
PDF dudes	4

Which means Groin gets to go first and is probably going to pop a smoke grenade and gently caress everything up for everyone, because it gives -20 to BS tests when shooting into the smoke. Have fun!!! Also the PDF dudes won't have used their reaction trying to dodge the flamer, so they might actually avoid your attacks.

I still need to do a quick primer on combat in the recruitment thread but post if you know what you're doing. Future combats will not be such a fuckin' cakewalk I mean jesus christ these PDF guys are loving everything up.


e: oh poo poo i forgot about the guys in the Chimera, hang on. They rolled really well! Enjoy!!

Inexplicable Humblebrag fucked around with this message at 20:50 on Nov 15, 2014

Phoon
Apr 23, 2010

Schlong do I need to move Gumbo to be close enough to melee 2 or 4? I'm assuming not.

Inexplicable Humblebrag
Sep 20, 2003

You do, I'm afraid. Can only melee adjacent dudes and they're a square away.

You do have the movement spare to back up and then charge back in, though, if you want the +20 bonus. Seems a bit weird but whatever I'm sure you can fluff it up somehow as a scrunt wardance or something.

Who What Now
Sep 10, 2006

by Azathoth
Scurrilous Scruntson
The Dropsite Massacre


Whooping loudly Scurr leaps for joy, this was truly the best day of his life since that time he found a dead dog and got to keep it all for himself! Dropping his home-made monstrosity of a weapon he instead pulls a stocky and compact rifle from somewhere on his deformed person. Too giddy to aim he blasts a few bullets in the general direction of the enemy.

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Dropping my weapon and then I use a Ready half-action to draw my autogun and then make a Standard Attack with it.

Weapons Skill -10 check: 62 vs 28; 4 Degrees of Failure.

ThNextGreenLantern
Feb 13, 2012
Dak Rugby, Dropscrunt Crashacre

Dak Rugby lets out a frustrated grunt. Was THAT his lucky grenade?! Dak Rugby pulls out his Scrunt Rifle and fires angrily at the PDF Sarge.
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Well, that was pretty amazing. Dak will draw his scrunt rifle with a Ready half-action, and make a Full Auto Burst attack with it, trying to hit the Sarge.

BS-10 check. 23 vs 26. A hit! d10 (5) +3 impact wounds: 8. My rolls.

Ignite Memories
Feb 27, 2005

Grumb Slanger, gleefully popping out from behind the bushes

The moment was finally here. Grumb had been scheming and skulking and waiting patiently for what felt like days now - he hobbles into position to get a good shot, and finally he seizes his opportunity to unload a barrage of lead upon the hapless, objectively innocent humans. Cackling with glee, the air fills with Betsy's trademark cry of RAKKATA RAKKATA RAKKATA as he honorably fires into their backs! The slugs make a satisfying series of splurches as they find purchase, and he becomes distracted with his elated hysteria. Firing wildly into the air and ground, he wastes his second volley completely.

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I'm taking two actions to fire two full-auto bursts into the squad of humans. I will give priority to those targets he can safely attack without putting Urok and Sgt Gumbo in danger, whichever they may be.

Ballistic Skill +30 -10 Check: 19 vs 60 - 4 degrees of success! 11, 14, 11, 6 for damage.
Ballistic Skill +30 -10 Check: 65 vs 60 - failure

juggalo baby coffin
Dec 2, 2007

How would the dog wear goggles and even more than that, who makes the goggles?


Pernicious Kreb, Shitshow on gently caress Mountain

Kreb, blaming Pelt's drug addled shaking for his failure to hit the mark, has Pelt lower the gun to the ground so Kreb can sit behind it like a mounted machinegun. He aims down the sight and lets rip with a full auto burst of lasery death into the crowd of PDF berserkers.

Kreb is going to use a half action aim, for +10, then make a full auto burst attack with it, for -10. His motion predictor sight adds another +10 that.

So if I'm doing it right then that's BS 50 +10 -10 +10, aka 60. I rolled a 7 (holy poo poo!).



Thats 1 degree of success for not failing, another degree of success for not moving this turn and using full auto fire from my Lasgun Barrage skill, and then 5 extra degrees of success for rolling 53 under 60. I think.

7 total, so 7 rolls of 1d10+4, with pen 1. I rolled: 10, 14, 6, 9, 12, 6, 9 (each already including the +4)




I'm hoping I did all this right, and if it did it seems like Kreb should hella kill dudes

Phoon
Apr 23, 2010

Gumbo Bulge, the ambush.

Gumbo is gratified to find his chainsword and stumbles backwards to avoid being splashed with blood by the soldier's spurting stump. He trips as he does, but is able to turn this motion into a roll with the grace of a Scruntball star. He comes to his feet a little further out of the melee, and brushes himself down. The humans are still gibbering, they don't seem to have noticed their fellows' violent deaths. He tugs at his beard.

"Wuz goin on wiv these lads?" He wonders aloud, before deciding it doesn't really matter. He shrugs and hurtles back into the fight.

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Charge against trooper 2. 40 WS + 20 for charge. Trying to get Gumbo to where Urok is so we can double team stuff for huge bonuses.

Tin Tim
Jun 4, 2012

Live by the pun - Die by the pun

Grimply, in the houses, scruntin mad

Grimply can't believe his eyes! His blessed shot didn't seem to have any effect on the humie. How can that be? Do the humies have their own god who protects them? Surely no other god could wrestle with the scruntfather? Or maybe Flet didn't pray hard enough? Yes, that must be it! Flet just isn't ready yet. He isn't scrunty enough in the eyes of the scruntfather.

Grimply curses and gives Flet a half hearted shove which makes him fall on his scrunt butt. Flet doesn't understand why, and confusedly looks at Grimply with his big watery eyes. He is close to crying.

"Fack! 's allright laddie. It ain't ya fault. I shud 'ave known that ya aren't ready fo this yet. Now stop bein' a runt an' get back up. We needs tha kill some of those humies!"

Flet complies and sheepishly clutches the holy book, while Grimply takes aim for another shot.

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Grimply can't let the sarge defy the scruntfather and fires at him again.

E: Scratch that, since the other guys are about to double team him, it's probably better if I take out a mook. Let's say the commotion around the chimera, and Flet being worthless, makes Grimply pull the trigger too early, and he either hits mook 1 or 7 at the GMs choice.

Half action to aim, and another half for a Ballistic skill 23 vs [85(45+10+10+10+10)] which is a loving good hit and gives me two extra D10(which is the max) of damage because my weapon is accurate

Damage to a random location = 17+3 Energy

Also if my roll gets influenced by a smoke that somebody may have thrown, it still should hit but would do less damage

Tin Tim fucked around with this message at 16:42 on Nov 16, 2014

juggalo baby coffin
Dec 2, 2007

How would the dog wear goggles and even more than that, who makes the goggles?


I should say at this juncture that it'd be a horrible idea for groin to pop his smoke

Inexplicable Humblebrag
Sep 20, 2003

Yeah but it'd be pretty funny

Ignite Memories
Feb 27, 2005

Honestly, guys, I kind of want this game to be a total tactical trainwreck.
I don't know about y'all, but I would much rather die a scrunt than live as part of a cohesive, professional organization.

Tin Tim
Jun 4, 2012

Live by the pun - Die by the pun

It's a thing that a scrunt would do, and I fully expect it to happen because Moola was actually born half-scrunt irl

Moola
Aug 16, 2006

FirstPersonShitter posted:

I should say at this juncture that it'd be a horrible idea for groin to pop his smoke

Groin Sklunger
On top of the Chimera


Groin finishes his Lascutting handy work and uses his bionic arm to deftly push the hatch off. It slides off of the Chimera and lands on the soft grass with a gentle thud.

Groin excitedly peers into the turret, his eyes meeting with the gunner. They both share an awkward moment of trying to decide how to react to the situation.

"Errrrrrrr..?" questions Groin.

"Errrr..." the gunner replies.

Groin is a little shocked, his tiny Scruntly mind was very excited to get inside the tank, and maybe get to drive or shoot something; however he is completely unprepared on how to actually get rid of the current occupants. His bionic arm decides to make a friendly waving motion at the gunner, who slowly begins to unfasten the straps holding him into the turret, while not breaking eye contact.

"Errrrrr!!!" panics Groin, who frantically grabs for the closest item on his belt, which happens to be a smoke grenade. Without thinking he activates the grenade and drops it into the turret.

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Groin has panicked and popped a smoke grenade into the turret of the Chimera. I have no idea what rolls this involves or if it's a shooting attack or half action or full action or what? If it's a half action I would like to use another half action to pull out his Scrunt Pistol.

Inexplicable Humblebrag
Sep 20, 2003

The Horror
The Forest
Malbrathia-3


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e8o7Kv97jnA

Seconds ago this was a routine patrol mission. Now there's flames, bullets, psychoactive drugs and two smouldering corpses up in the mix. Scrunts don't go for half measures.

They also have a marked aversion to "sensible", as Groin decides to fight fire with smoke. His bionic arm, presumably with a view to self-preservation, has wandered over to his pistol holster and drawn a menacing-looking autopistol, while his biological arm, presumably with a view to causing as much chaos as possible, flickers in and out of the turret. With a satisfying foooooom the smoke grenade drops between the gunner's legs and erupts in thick white plumes. It immediately vents into the rest of the Chimera, billowing out of the turret hatch, into the driver's compartment, and through the passenger compartment, out into the melee. The insane, flaming PDF troopers thrash around, howling blindly.

Grimply chooses this moment to line up a perfect shot on a non-smouldering guardsman. The sudden eruption of smoke makes him flinch at precisely the wrong moment, meaning instead of neatly drilling out the unfortunate's aorta, it merely punches a fist-sized steaming hole through his chest. Grimply mutters under his breath, but at least his rifle's working properly now that lizard's out of the focusing chamber. Trooper #1 drops to the ground, twitching.

OOC: Even with the smoke dropping your damage down (I took off the last dice roll), you did just enough damage to drop a trooper into the critical threshold, so he dies. It was the one that Kreb had shot in the rear end the previous round.

The Chimera driver, Unna, shrieks hoarsely. In her maddened state she still has a grasp of cause and effect. A flamer just fired and there's smoke everywhere and she can't see a thing. The Chimera must be on fire! poo poo! She hammers at the controls, yanks the wheel away (odds!) from the forest, and floors the gas. She doesn't get very far, immediately crashing into a hefty stump. The Chimera's paintjob is scratched and she's slammed her face into the dashboard, but in her raging state she barely notices.

Groin is still maglocked to the top of the Chimera while this is going on, and, although he topples backwards onto his rear end with a haunting squelch, suffers no ill effects. Dak is not so lucky, and is too slow (56 vs ag 38 for a dodge test) to avoid being beaned by the side of the tank as it begins to turn! As the vehicle wasn't moving at any great speed it is no different from one of the many, many times a scrunt is smacked in the face in a given day, but he is knocked prone by the impact.

OOC: no wounds, Dak, thanks to toughness and armour and the fact that the chimera had just started its movement, but you're prone. Half action to stand up, or just fire while lying on your back like some sort of pervert lizard.

With an angry yell the gunner, Jace, lunges from the turret. He's attacking Groin with his bare hands! He's actually touching a scrunt on purpose! He gets a firm grip of Groin's neck (25 vs PDF weapon skill + 10 for frenzy), who fails to wriggle free (74 vs ag 40 to dodge). The scrunt turns redder than usual as he fights for breath, and he can't reach down to disengage his maglock boots, either!

OOC: lol. You're in a grapple. He's probably going to choke you or stab you. You can try and break free (opposed strength test - you roll, he rolls, whoever gets more degrees of success wins), you can try and wriggle free (rolling against Ag - 20 as you don't have Acrobatics), or you can try and control the grapple (opposed strength test again).

Scurrilous aimlessly fires into the middle distance while Gumbo capers around. The grizzled, mohawked scrunt returns to the fight with a vengeance, chopping savagely at the second PDF trooper. He catches him just above the left elbow (41 vs 40 + 20 for the charge), but the chainsaw teeth fail to catch on the trooper's charred flesh (3 damage + 3 (strength) + 2 (chainsword) = 8 damage before toughness soak). Still, there's enough sudden bloodloss that trooper 2 can no longer stand, and he crumples to the floor. It is uncertain whether bloodloss or conflagration will claim him first.

Kreb adjusts his mighty weapon and points it at the crowd of flaming men as the smoke floods over them. With terrifying, unscruntly accuracy he blasts again and again. A handful of shots narrowly misses the sarge, but his men aren't so lucky - by the time the noise stops, troopers 3, 6, and 7 are shrieking out their life on the forest floor.

OOC: jesus loving christ

The Sarge has seen practically his entire squad wiped out in a matter of moments by a gaggle of filty mutants. His mind snaps entirely.



With an incoherent yell he stumbles towards the closest creature he is facing, ignoring the heavy gunner scrunting in the bushes or the medic lying in the mud. He staggers towards Urok and swipes furiously at the scrunt with his sword. Despite Urok's attempts to backpedal (90 vs ag-20 to dodge due to no skill!), a fearsome backhanded slash connects with his stomach (18 vs sarge's WS). The flak vest absorbs the worst of the blow (six wounds!), otherwise Urok would be able to examine his lunch in minute detail. As it is, he'll have to do it the old-fashioned scrunty way, by vomiting it up and eating it again.

Grumb merrily blazes away into the smoke before realizing that most of his targets are dead already. Grunting, he adjusts his aim and turns the remaining PDF trooper into a fine red mist.

OOC: overkill. like, amazing overkill. You miscounted and got 5 degrees of success (1 + 1 for each full 10), as well as another one for the "aim" attack. Then you lost two degrees of success thanks to smoke. Your gun has enough penetration to blow straight through PDF armour. The guy is dead in whatever messily inventive way you choose because you hit him in each location!

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Map update!



Urok you still need to act and you're now in melee with the sarge. Dak you may wish to revise your previous action. If you fire into melee you get a penalty of -20. If you miss because of this penalty, you hit the other guy in the melee, c.f. Urok. Because of what you rolled, you will miss because of the penalty.

Turns continue to proceed in initiative order, so post post post those actions and try to work out what to do with that chimera. It's not crashed, it's just not currently moving.

Frenzon wears off in two turns.

Phoon
Apr 23, 2010

Gumbo Bulge, somewhere smokey.

"Whut the bloody ell is goin on in dere?!" shouts Gumbo, waving in the general direction of the careening, smoking Chimera. "Groin?! GROIN!? Somebody get in dat car and figure out what de hell is going on in dere!"

Gumbo sees the last human run past, screaming, and make a solid hack at Urok's torso which is also his face. He releases a howl of incoherent Scrunt rage, revs his chainsword and gives chase.

Another charge, this time at Sarge. +20 for charge, +30 for double team.

Moola
Aug 16, 2006
Groin Sklunger
Atop the Smoking Chimera


"Oh Scrunt oh Scrunt oh Scrunt!" Groin tries to yell, unfortunately due to the crazed madman with his hands around his throat, it comes out more like:

"Uhg Scrg uh SCRG ... oooo SCRUG!"

Groin tries to yell "Help!", but this comes out more like "Hghhhhp.." too.

Groin's mind is acting totally on instinct now; there's smoke and fire all around him, some humans are yelling their last breaths somewhere outside the smoke and he has no idea where he Scromrades (Scrunt Comrades) are either!

It's fight or flight, and suddenly realising he can't really turn off these boots at the moment and run, Groin decides to try and fight!

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I'm going to choose to try and control the grapple. Let's wrastle!

ThNextGreenLantern
Feb 13, 2012
Dak Rugby, Chimera Assault

Revised Action posted:

Dak finds himself sprawled on the battlefield.

"Ugh... Bfff... Wuzz... Fekin' tank..." mutters Dak as he stands up. Dak makes sure his scrunt melee weapon is ready to charge on the Sarge.
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Half action to stand, half action to ready his melee weapon.

Waroduce
Aug 5, 2008
Urok
The Dropsite Massacre


Urok reels back, grunting in scrunty surprise at the viciousness of the Sarges attack. He feels a rib crack and he is shook through his core as he absorbs the crazed Sargents blows. Urok is driven mad with pain, this humans strike incenses him. Urok ignites his shock gloves as his eyes well, red with pain from the blow and the bright light of this world. His jaw slackens as his system absorbs the shock of the assault,eyes bugging out as he unleashes all the pain this world and the Sargent have caused him


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All Out Attack on the Sarge please someone better with dice. Im trying to roll but idk what im doing

Waroduce fucked around with this message at 03:00 on Nov 18, 2014

Who What Now
Sep 10, 2006

by Azathoth
Scurrilous Scruntson
The Dropsite Massacre


High on adrenaline and a few emotions he has never felt before, like happiness, a sense of accomplishment, and most foreign of all a feeling of perhaps maybe not being the worst thing in the universe, the technoscrunt isn't thinking clearly. Not that he ever is, but less so than usual. The smoke has obscured any warm bodies but there is one clear target; the Chimera. And so Scurrilous turns his gun on the armored vehicle and empties his clip onto the hull harmlessly. But the sound of the gun and the ricocheting bullets were exciting for him anyway.

"GET SOME! GET SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOME!!!"


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I'm gonna waste the turn attacking the Chimera. I'm not gonna roll for it but if you think I should anyway I'm cool with that.

Who What Now fucked around with this message at 04:28 on Nov 18, 2014

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juggalo baby coffin
Dec 2, 2007

How would the dog wear goggles and even more than that, who makes the goggles?


Pernicious Kreb, Dropsite Massacre

Cackling with foul delight at the screams his las beams provoke from within the cloud of smoke, Kreb stares down the long, hard length of his lasgun, past the blunted tip, where in the smoke cloud shapes still move and struggle. One shape in particular is far too large to be a scrunt. Kreb takes aim, grips the hilt of his weapon, and pumps away, loosing it's potency at the back of his opponent.

Kreb half action aims and fires semi auto. BS 50 +10 aim +0 semi auto +10 scope -20 smoke = 50. I rolled 38.

38 vs 50 = 1 degree of success (semi auto only gets one extra degree per 20 I beat the roll by) +1 from lasgun barrage so 2 hits for 1d10+4 each, I rolled 13 and 14. I am now fated to roll like poo poo in every other roll in this game.

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