0.) Commencement (New Cedarville, Manistique Imperium/Michigan)

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0.) Commencement (New Cedarville, Manistique Imperium/Michigan)

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Getting to Know Each Other in Game.

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New Cedarville
New Cedarville
New Cedarville, Manistique Imperium
November 24th, 109 P.A.

Note: out of character I’ll refer to you as AoT (Agents of Titan)

Titan Robotics (TR) is known for its relentless commitment to its customers, it’s record-keeping, and it’s reputation for quality. Titan does everything in its power to keep its buyers happy and watch over the general maintenance of the Titan fleet, checking in on its clients whenever it can and offering incentives to keep people coming back to official outlets (free repairs is quite the incentive).

Additionally, Titan seems to have very happy employees. As Agents of Titan you each have worked a short while for the company. Either members of the Maintenance and Tech Support Group, Security, Couriers, General Managers Staff or newly out of Titan Academies (the general training program that teaches Associates skill sets and the mindset of the company). The last year Titan has conducted its trainings for employees in New Cedarville. While attending a training session you are notified via a typed message of a request for your attendance at a special sessions meeting.

The city state of New Cedarville (nestled between Northern Gun and CS Iron Heart) has a booming population of approximately 32,000 people with roughly 2000 more who live along the edges of the city and are not permanent residents.

New Cedarville was once a small, pre-rift community, and is situated on an old crossroads that meets near the coast of Lake Heron. After the great cataclysm, people who sought shelter here survived by hunting, fishing and logging. The town joined the Manistique Imperium for protection. It only grew to prominence after Titan Robotics selected it for the site of its new primary headquarters.
  • Your message states:
Attend Special Session Event 16, 1500 hours this day
Room 44 of main Collegiate Building


Locating the meeting room is not hard as the entire building is well mapped out with easy to follow instructions (illustrations) on most walls.

Gathering in the room means showing your Titan ID badge and being ushered in by a Security Guard named Todd. He’s human and tight lipped. Grunting like an expert he will see you inside.

Once in the conference room there are snacks, water and a large table with chairs around it.




Instructions / Ice Breaker / Opening Interlude

A few minutes later a man wearing a suit and tie saunters into the room talking with a woman wearing combat fatigues.

[How this works… post a response here. You can talk amongst each other too. Your “main” response/post will answer the questions below. You’ll receive a Bennie for doing so. Interactive RP can result in additional rewards.]

Interlude:

Agent Towers, the man in a suit, thanks you each for attending. He says he is Valentine’s boss, as he points to the woman with him wearing fatigues. He explains that before he hands over the meeting and your new assignment he’s opening with a game called, Rose, Thorn, Bud. Towers explains that each of you should tell the group three things. This will let your new associates get to know you.

One, Rose: Tell us of a recent positive happening, like a personal highlight or win that has happened to you.

Towers chuckles and says, next, Thorn: Describe a challenge or roadblock you have had issues with before you joined the TR team.

Grinning, like any corporate employee would, while the female in combat fatigues sits down and sighs, Towers says, Bud: An idea for the future they’d like to share, or excitement for events in motion.

Looking up from the chair the drop dead gorgeous woman in combat gear says: “Just answer him. One. Two. Three. He lives for this stuff. Afterwards we will talk logistics and what the mission is. Be patient. The job starts at 1000 credits a week. Lots of overtime and incentive pay.”

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1000 a week is twice your current income.
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You can write whatever you want. Basically introduce yourself to the rest of the group. Writing up a little narrative earns you a bennie to start the game with. Additional RP could earn you extra awards.

Valentine will wave off questions ask of her, discreetly telling you she will talk more once Mr Towers is gone.

Questions directed at Mr T; he is a masterful talker and will redirect conversation away from him and back to you.

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Caiden arrived at 1500 on the dot. En route, he took the time to dampen his psychic signature. He was not overly concerned about his psionic gift being known, but it felt prudent to mask the nature of his implants as best he could this close to iron heart.

Caiden gave Todd a respectful nod and followed him to the meeting room. Inside, he leaned against the back wall to wait for the rest of the associates to arrive.

Each time someone entered the room, Caiden flipped open a small device in his hand and gave it a quick glance. He politely nodded, smiled and otherwise conducted himself amiably as everyone gathered for the briefing.

Caiden doesn't mind the game at all.

From his place against the back wall, he answers, "I'll play along. Rose. Easy. I don't like demons. I ran into a pair of brodkill not too long ago when I was on the way to get signed up with Titan Robotics. Probably scouts or something, but I killed them. It was satisfying. It might even be something to put in my file - I'll never say no to killing demons. Keeps me in shape and gets the dopamine flowing."

"Next part's not something I like to talk about much, obviously," Caiden frowns a bit as he speaks, "But, yeah, Thorn. I'm a Moe. It's not exactly smart to advertise this nextdoor to the CS, but if these folks don't have it in my file then I'll eat my shoe, and the team would find out sooner than later anyhow."

Caiden sucks in a breath and continues, "A lot of the Momano training is killing. A lot of it is learning the right way to kill each specific creature. That's half of it. The other half is being a well rounded individual at peace with yourself. For some of us, it isn't easy. The Moes who saved me, brought me into the sect, they were patient and believed I could do it. They are the only reason I didn't wash out."

Caiden looks at his future pals, or at least co-workers, and smiles, "That means I got my shit together, folks...mostly. Nightmares, yeah? So, Bud. I won't harass you or anything, but if something is bothering you come talk to me. I can promise to listen. I can hope to help. I gauruntee I won't gossip. Trust me, there's nothing too dark or too tragic with me. I went through the wringer myself, you know. And let me tell you, trauma is trauma. Get it patched up."

Caiden gives agent Towers a nod, letting the man know he's done.
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The easy to understand picture directions towards the conference room were a helpful tool, given Rupetta’s propensity to get lost inside of unfamiliar buildings and end up in places that she wasn’t meant to be. Though written directions would have sufficed, much as with the type-faced note she had received, it still felt a little strange to her to see ubiquitous use of written word any and everywhere. Though she had been one of the lucky few to learn how to read within the confines of the CS, usage of writing was certainly not ever present in everyday life.

Dressed in practical grey and tan work clothes with a metal cup of coffee in hand, Rupetta’s EBA had remained secure in the Titan robotics weapons lockup facility nearby. It had been a while now since her desertion, and being a private contractor felt somewhat alien to her. Though she supposed it hadn’t been overly different so far, a little less propaganda and a little more blatant for profit motivation. That was fine with her, there was something refreshingly honest about it all, even if it was ultimately self serving.

Taking a sip of the coffee as she opened the door to the room, Rupetta’s grimaced at the taste. Of course she couldn’t afford real coffee, rather than the synthetic blend of near-coffee flavoured powder she had dissolved in water earlier that day. At least the successive grimaces she gave afterwards could be attributed to the muddy taste and not to the white collar ice breaker she and the others had just been subjected to.

“Christ, where to begin. Not much to tell on my end.” Rupetta waved off the question with little fanfare as she took a seat at the table and spent a moment adjusting the height and lumbar support knobs of the chair to her liking.

“Rose, I hit a streak of wins of Baccarat last night when I got here, the hotel had a casino on the ground floor. Best part is, I don’t even know how to play it. I just kept betting on the banker on every single hand regardless of what it was, and kept winning.” The woman grinned, leaning back at her seat and stretching her arms behind her head. “Betcha if I actually learned how to play I’d do way worse, think things go best when left to chance sometimes, yeah?”

“Thorn, guess if we’re being honest and all upfront like Moe here, I should come clean too.” Came a sudden shift as the soldier lowered her arms again to reach for one of the snacks at the middle of the table. It wasn’t clear if she actually thought Caiden’s name was Moe, or if she was making a joke about his earlier words to keep the mood light. “It might be that I have a bit of red on my ledger with regards to the CS. Nothing I’d call too over the top as I was just a low rank and file with them, but I may have taken off before my terms of service were full and finished if you get my drift. They think I’m dead so I don’t suspect they have their eyes out for me, but I generally tip toe around them when they come up so they don’t have a reason to check. Thankfully half the people I know are named Rupetta so it’s not as easy look-up. Guess I’m just lucky that way.”

Without missing a beat or even waiting to see anyones reactions over her admission of being a CS deserter, Rupetta continued chattering on as a way of glossing over the fact that she was being somewhat overly modest with her description of being a rank and file nobody. It was best the others didn’t think too much on that.

“So bud, that ones hardest as most of us hired guns don’t think that far after the present. I guess if I were the idealistic type I’d have joined those ass clowns who like to smell their own farts at the Tomorrow Legion instead.” She then paused and leaned back once more, chewing on the snack while closing her eyes and contemplating the question a little further. God she hated ice breakers...

“Lets go with excitement over the new expanding facilities. Bringing civilization and prosperity to the wilderness, along with some steady protection for the weak and unwilling to grab a gun to fight off things that aren’t us. Making a better world one credit at a time by selling the rich and indebted the weapons to keep fighting one another off in places we won’t be. Capitalism ho!” Rupetta gave off a cheer as she raised her fist in the air, lowering it to grasp a muffin from the pile of snacks, cradling it on the palm of her hand with elbow resting on the table.

“Also while we’re on the topic, I can’t keep a secret worth a damn, don’t trust me with who you’re cheating on or anything. And Moe, stop brooding and sit like a normal person, also have a snack in the event you don’t have a cybernetic digestive tract that fights demons as well.” With a casual throw, she then tossed the muffin across the room towards Caiden’s head, grinning in his direction.
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"What are those useless questions for? I have survived in the wilderness with my tribe for all of my life before coming here. Overcoming obstacles... that is just surviving to adulthood among my people. STUPID question. Personal highlight... befriending Stompy out there. Is that good enough? You hired me and Stompy for my wilderness skills, my skill with beasts, and our combat skills. I am here for the credits for better gear, and to make a name for the two of us. We have a business agreement, and we both will be happy as long as you don't waste my time with useless questions."

Grabbing a handful of the snacks and some water, Berk limps over to a chair to make himself comfortable.

"Well, I don't have any particular problems with the Coalition, other than the obvious me being a Simvan, nor the Federation. Those Psi-Stalkers, however, they will have a problem with me. Now... Caiden... Rupetta... nice to meet the two of you. You watch my back, and I will watch yours."
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Sparkmort slid down from his chair at the back of the room where he had been sitting unobserved. It was something he was used to given his stature and didn't spend much time thinking about it much. Dressed neatly in coveralls only slightly smudged with grease and ball cap pulled down with tufts of red hair sticking out over his ears.

"Hello, folks. The name's Sparkmort Zipwidget but if you prefer just call me Sparky. Spent a lot of years working Security, Law Enforcement, Bounty Hunting and in '05 did a stint as a Freedom Fighter of sorts. My side gig is tech and I can keep just about anything mechanical running with enough parts and tools and without too if I absolutely have to. Just don't ask what that weird clanking sound is, trust me you won't want to know."

Sparkmort pauses a moment as he thinks about the questions three posed by their enigmatics new bosses. "Hmmm, well rose is easy. I woke up this morning alive. When you're four feet tall and you hunt thieves, murderers and worse for a living just waking up in the morning is a win in my book and that doesn't even count vamps, demons and human supremacists looking to put you in the ground just for the hell of it. I've survived 'em all up to now and plan to keep on keeping on for a long, long time."

Pausing again his expression darkens before answering the second part "Thorn is easy too. See, my best friend got suckered by a gods' damned necro a while back and let himself get turned into a Murder Wraith to try and escape Last Call. That was always Jack's problem, always looking for a shortcut out of his problems. Anyway, I last ran across him and that Mandrake ass, that's the Necro, down in the Dinosaur Swamp and I ended up chucking Jack into a pit of quicksand. I figure he'll dig himself out eventually but in the meantime I thought a change of scenery would do a body good so here I am."

"Now for Bud that's easiest of all. My own T17-4N Gnome Power Armor is standing out on the tarmac and it's a great machine but I'm itching to see what kind of gear y'all be planning to field out in the middle of nowhere." Ending abruptly Sparkmort jams his hands in his pockets and strikes up a little tune and he makes his way back to his seat.
"Don't Panic"

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The fate of the muffin heading towards Caiden’s head currently remained unknown, as Rupetta’s attention was immediately drawn away from it. Nearly falling backwards out of her chair with a loud yelp in surprise at the sudden revelation of the short stacked creature that had evidently been present the entire time. Too be fair she had been partially distracted by the angry Simvan who refused to play in the ice breaker game. Still, a half grin appeared on her lips as she caught hold of the large conference table, just barely catching herself before she met the grisly fate of falling on her back.

The amusement was of course a subtle one, that Rupetta wasn’t entirely sure had been intentional on Berk’s behalf. The d-bee had in the process of angrily protesting the questions, had seemed to have answered them in an indirect fashion. It was either an amusing coincidence, or his way of trying to get to know everyone in a cooperative manner without seeming to do so in an effort to not show weakness through partaking in frivolous activities.

With a careful exhale, the soldier for hire placed the wheels of her chair back onto the ground before swivelling towards Sparkmorts direction. Resting her chin across a hand over her armrest as she assessed the diminutive creature that had politely introduced himself.

”Proseks ass crack! How long have you been sitting there? I didn’t say anything bad about gnomes right? Wait, you did say you were a gnome, yeah? No, wait you pilot a gnome power armor, which probably makes you a gnome. You look kinda like a little humie to me, though guess you got a kinda big nose on you there.”

Rupetta’s eyes danced with amusement as she looked him over and then asked, ”So you said it was parked on the tarmac? I don’t know if it was yours or not but I saw one there that had a huge assed rhino buffalo having a nap against it. I think it part knocked it over or something. That one isn’t a friend of yours or anything is it?”
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Agent Towers looks a little taken back when the Simvan gets grumpy and nervously adjusts his tie and looks down while Berk talks. Relieved when the others pick up the banter and move the exercise along.

For her part, the female in combat fatigues named Valentine watches the whole event transpire with a faint amused smile.

Towers clears his throat and states, "There should be a few more showing up soon, I hope. Um, a few might get assigned to your group after you get to Med...to your first assignment."

Trailing off he looks a little rattled as he glances at his watch.

Clearing his throat Towers says, "Um, uh yeah...."
Agents of Titan Robotics Industries (AoT)
The Agents (Players)
• Jim - Sparkmort Zipwidget: Male Tinker Gnome Power Armor Ace
• Derrick - Caiden: Male Human, Momano Headhunter
• Steve (Hans) - Berk: Male Simvan Psi-Druid Monster Tamer/Rider
• Murp - Rupetta Martin: Female Human MARS Merc Soldier (X-CS)
• Freemage - Lance: Male Dog Boy Techno-Warrior (Cyber[netic] Knight)
• CSC - Ozy “Oz”: Dragon

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The door swings open and a very broad-chested humanoid in the latest C&S Medieval Plate Armor comes rushing in. The chest on the armor seems almost oversized, as do the arms--except that one of those arms is mounted with a mining drill that is far too bulky to be moving that easily unless the arm under it is very, very muscled.

The new arrival huffs out in a deep baritone, "A thousand pardons, my lieges and lady. A jackanape detainedeth me at the door, until I couldeth proveth mine bona fides." He pulls off his helm, revealing the head of an English mastiff. "What haveth I missed?"

Moving smoothly in the armor, the Dogboy takes a seat, listening as he's filled in on what has gone before, and nods. "An interesting game, Lord Towers--and intriguing opening moves by my new boon companions, here. Very well!" He slaps his leg with his hand, giving a loud CLANG!! as the metals strike with impressive force. "I shall endeavoreth to matcheth their tales!"

"For my Rose, I giveth thee a tale of a blackguard who had stoleneth one of the rare Glitter Boy armaments from its rightful owner, and murderedeth that unfortunate soul. The victim waseth much belovedeth by his townsfolk, who hiredeth me as I travelledeth here from the Siege Perilous. I quickly trackedeth the knave, and, once I corneredeth him, strucketh him down with a single blow of mine lance to the scoundrel's faceplate!" Here, he hoists the arm with the drill, revving it momentarily, the teeth seething with mechanical hunger. It's not hard to picture the drill piercing even a Glitter Boy's helmet on a solid, and perhaps lucky, shot--nor what it would do to the head of the occupant of said suit when it did.

His face assumes a darker countenance, then. "As for my Thorn, I ameth ashamedeth to admit that I haveth beeneth giveneth a discharge dishonorable from the Tomorrow Legion, for answeringeth the call from the Siege Perilous without first consultingeth with mine commanders. I assureth thee, I have beeneth giveneth assurances sound that no such demand willeth be-eth madeth of me during this assignment."

Finally, he considers the last. "For mine Bud, I wouldeth sayeth that it iseth mine hope to gaineth enough coin to finally upgradeth mine strength to sufficient levels to perform mine knightly duties."

He looks in earnest to Towers. "Areth mine answers sufficient to thine game, Lord Towers?"
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Dog-Boy Techno-Warrior
Agility d10, Smarts d6, Spirit d10, Strength d12, Vigor d8
Charisma: 0 (but effectively +2); Parry: 7; Toughness: 18 (8) or Ranged 22 (12)
Fighting d12+6, Shooting d8, Riding d12+1, Notice d4+2 (+4 Scent/Vision), Repair d4, Tracking d6+4, Streetwise d6+2, Persuasion d6+2, Survival d4+4, K: Politics d8
Edges: Danger Sense, Beast Master, Nerves of Steel, Quick, Improvisational Fighter, Trademark Weapon (Drill), Imp. Counterattack
Hindrances: Code of Honor, Minor Delusion (Knighthood), Quirk (Faux-Courtly Speech), Outsider
Preferred Attacks:
  • Primary Attack: Drill, Fighting d12+6, Strength (d12) + 2d6 MD, AP 10, Reach 1 (if needed)
    Mounted Attack: Drill, Mounted Lance Mode, Fighting d12+6, Strength (d12) +2d6, AP 12, Reach 2
    Hard Target: Drill, Fighting d12+6, Strength (d12) +2d6 MD, Ignores Armor (Full Round Action, only vs. Vehicles/RA/Inanimate objects)
    Ranged Attack: Shooting d8, Portable Rocket Launcher (5d6 AP 6 SBT) or JA-9 Variable Rifle (3d6+1 AP 3)
Cybernetics (12/14 Strain):
  • EDS, Optics Package, Core Electronics Package, Wilderness Scout Package, x2 Wired Skill Ports (4-step Fighting, Riding), HtH Reaction Wiring, Reinforced Frame, Cy-Wi Reflexes, Drill
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[list] Agility 6; Smarts d4 (A); Spirit d6; Strength d12+2; Vigor d10
[*]Fighting d8; Notice d6
[*]Pace 10/d10; Parry 6; Toughness 22 (12 MDC)
[*]Size +3
[*]Kick: Strength +2d6 MD [/list]
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Caiden is a bit taken aback by the muffin flying towards his face. He obviously isn't going to let good food go to waste, but the momentary mind stutter delays his reaction and he catches it at the last moment right when Rupetta turns away, distracted by the gnome.

The muffin goes straight into Caiden's pie hole. Partly because it's not half bad for company provided snacks, a bit because he's actually hungry, but mostly because it would be amusing if the muffin had disappeared while Rupetta looked away.

It takes all types to make a team, so Caiden listens to their stories intently to determine what he is working with.

Interesting team. Rupetta seems amiable, but desertion is a serious concern. Simvans can be loyal allies despite certain known proclivities, and their beasts are an asset all on their own. Berk seems to be angry or impatient, and no one wants an angry Simvan pointing a rhino buffalo at you because he's in a bad mood. A security veteran with handyman talents paired with a dash of avarice. Thats...perfect. Here for the gear but willing to do the work. Sparkmort should be reliable.

Caiden sizes up the dog boy as he enters the room. When he speaks, though, the momano becomes very concerned

This one is obviously comfortable with close combat, but how are we supposed to form a team with someone this unstable? I'll have to have a word with Towers in private to make sure we can trust this Lance. If nothing else, I can try to ease the poor guy's burden.
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Ice Breaker / Commencement
  • Sparkmort Zipwidget: Male Tinker Gnome Power Armor Ace
  • Caiden: Male Human, Momano Headhunter
  • Berk: Male Simvan Psi-Druid Monster Tamer/Rider
  • Rupetta Martin: Female Human MARS Merc Soldier (X-CS)
  • Lance: Male Dog Boy Techno-Warrior (Cyber[netic] Knight)
Earned: 1 bennie!

Feel free to continue role playing here. I am working on the next GM post. Thank you!!

Note to self (GM) … muffins.
Agents of Titan Robotics Industries (AoT)
The Agents (Players)
• Jim - Sparkmort Zipwidget: Male Tinker Gnome Power Armor Ace
• Derrick - Caiden: Male Human, Momano Headhunter
• Steve (Hans) - Berk: Male Simvan Psi-Druid Monster Tamer/Rider
• Murp - Rupetta Martin: Female Human MARS Merc Soldier (X-CS)
• Freemage - Lance: Male Dog Boy Techno-Warrior (Cyber[netic] Knight)
• CSC - Ozy “Oz”: Dragon

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  • Jackal - IC (Neural Intelligence) - 7th SET
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  • Burn - Mega Juicer - Juicer Uprising (On Hold)
  • Blackfish - Ogre Combat Mage - 12th SET (On Hold)
  • Setrakian - Dragon Juicer - FoM Jungles (Retired)

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  • Lord Coake - NPC
  • Valentine - NPC
  • Erin Tarn - NPC
  • James T - NPC
  • Hagen Lonovich - NPC

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New Cedarville, Manistique Imperium
November 24th, 109 P.A.
Room 44 of main Collegiate Building


The conference room is pleasantly warm thanks to an actual working heater. Small things like this are common to Titan Robotics. Outside the permanent frosted glass window you know, even without being able to see, it’s damn cold out there. New Cedarville is built right on the lakeside of Lake Huron. Not only is there about a foot of snow outside from yesterday’s storm, the wind coming off the lake today is frigid.

As the six of you exchanged conversation and either directly or indirectly answer the ice breaker game questions that Mr Towers presented, the female in fatigues listens until things seem to wind down. Standing up, her chair’s metal legs squeak across the hard floor of the room, causing Towers to flinch then look embarrassed. As Valentine walks past the snacks and water she stuffs a bag of chips into the side pocket of her fatigue pants.

Her self proclaimed boss, Mr Towers, steps down from the podium clearing his throat, ”Uh, thank you all. May I present Colonel Valentine of Titan Security and your direct supervisor… you will all report to her and, uh, best of luck in your bright future with the company.”

Standing next to the table you are gathered at, Towers looks both relieved to be done talking, letting Val take the stage and a little like he wants to take a bag of chips but is too in control to do it.

Colonel Valentine nods at the assembled group of mercenaries.

”Right. Thank you Sir. Now. Let me cut to the chase. I could tell you this assignment is likely to be lucrative for you each. I could tell you that you’ll each be given a lot of freedom in decision making and with little oversight. I could tell you you’ll be part of a new project in a new town and helping others build a great community and future. All that’s true of course. However I should tell you, there will be some dangers involved.”

She removes her sunglasses and smiles.

”I read each of your dossiers and you are exactly the kind of mercenaries Titan Robots needs on this operation. Diverse, yes. Deadly, yes. Able to work together, I think so. Because even though you look very different from each other I think you’ll find you are of a like mind. Professional and profit oriented. Mercenaries, but more than just muscle. I think you’re all smart enough to pull off the job.”

Stepping around the podium closer to the table she places her hands on her hips, hooking thumbs into her utility belt and continues.

”Titan Robotics is almost done building a new store front and manufacturing plant. In the former state of North Dakota, at a town named New Medora. It has employees to manufacture. Has employees to provide security. Has employed a staff of individuals to run the on site grocery and cafe etc. Corporate leadership and salespeople too. All set. However, it is my opinion that a special team of experts will be needed to face some of the more unique challenges of survival in New Medora and around it.”

As Valentine talks the rear door of the conference room opened and Todd the Security Guard motioned to Mr Towers to come outside into the hallway. If any of you look you’ll see a tall, fit and handsome man standing in the hallway. Towers looks flustered but responds immediately. Todd nods at anyone who looks his way as Towers quietly listens to what the man says. It’s likely you’ll recognize the man in the hallway as CEO of Titan Robots, Argent Goodson. Everyone has seen a picture or video of the CEO somewhere on Titan ground. A data chip is handed from Goodson to Towers and the CEO glances inside the conference room, smiles warmly and nods. Returning inside the room, Towers walks towards Valentine as Todd closes the door.

”… more unique challenges of survival in New Medora and around it.”

Colonel Val pauses to except the chip from Towers. Pulling a small electric device from her shirt pocket (looking much like a golden age cell phone) she insets the chip and reads the display.

As she does so, Towers smiles nervously at everyone as he waves and leaves the room.

Looking up from the device as she puts it away, Val smirks.

”Sorry about that interruption. As I was saying, New Medora. Titan Robotics has little in the way of other resources in the Dakota area. It’s our northern most branch. Natural underground steam and some not so natural shifted ground provides a great power source, the people were on the verge of being wiped off the map, thus very excited TR moved in.”

Colonel Val pulls a chair out from the table and sits across from you all.

”The jobs more than helping set up shop. Transport of cargo between New Cedarville and New Medora is a tricky business. Local Ley Lines and Nexus points often dump alien issues in the area. The town has been under increasing pressure from reavers and bandits. The CS has set up a very small embassy in town and is an ever growing pain in the neck for Mayor Ann Cutter. Not to mention the Mandan, Hidatsa, & Arikara Nation (Three Affiliated Tribes) are at war with the Psi Stalker clan, the Red Hawks. You will be charged with not only these kinds of operations, but also those that pop up suddenly. Corporate Fixers. Trouble pops up. You fix it.”

She taps a finger against her shirt pocket. The one holding the device and data chip.

”I had planned on giving you a few days to rest, prep, whatever and then having you escort a transfer of goods from here to New Medora. However, the boss… Goodson, asked us to take care of something important. You will leave within the hour and I will escort the transfer of goods. Grab your gear and assemble outside by your gnome power armor and pet. I’ll meet you soon with mission details. Oh. Heh. On your way out sign your name or mark your mark on the paper by the door. It’s a NDR form. Everything you do from now on is too secret. Your cover is that you are Titan Combat Couriers. You are. Plus much more. Talk soon.”

Val stands and heads for the exit.

”I have more … Agents of Titan … I plan assigning to your group. Just not sure when they’ll be ready.”

———

Assemble outside. Go to New Post, 1.) Asset Recovery

———

Next Post, Asset Recovery, is WIP. I’ll have it up today. Will let you know in Discord when it’s ready. You can “chat” more here if you wish or hang on for next GM post. Thank you.
Agents of Titan Robotics Industries (AoT)
The Agents (Players)
• Jim - Sparkmort Zipwidget: Male Tinker Gnome Power Armor Ace
• Derrick - Caiden: Male Human, Momano Headhunter
• Steve (Hans) - Berk: Male Simvan Psi-Druid Monster Tamer/Rider
• Murp - Rupetta Martin: Female Human MARS Merc Soldier (X-CS)
• Freemage - Lance: Male Dog Boy Techno-Warrior (Cyber[netic] Knight)
• CSC - Ozy “Oz”: Dragon

My Accounts:
Active
  • Daniel - Admin/GM of AoT
  • Jackal - IC (Neural Intelligence) - 7th SET
  • Vi - Space Pirate - Stars Without Numbers
  • Henry Grimes - CS Commando - Rumble in the Jungle

Not Active
  • Hondo - Wild Psi Stalker
  • Burn - Mega Juicer - Juicer Uprising (On Hold)
  • Blackfish - Ogre Combat Mage - 12th SET (On Hold)
  • Setrakian - Dragon Juicer - FoM Jungles (Retired)

NPC Accounts
  • Lord Coake - NPC
  • Valentine - NPC
  • Erin Tarn - NPC
  • James T - NPC
  • Hagen Lonovich - NPC

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Lance
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Re: 0.) Commencement

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During the briefing, Lance reacts noticeably three times. As she describes the work itself--lucrative, helping the community, and dangerous--there's a gentle rasping of metal as his tail wags in its armored sheath.

This stops dead when she calls them mercenaries, however. Though he doesn't interrupt, those closest to him might hear a half growled, "Knight errant".

Finally, at the end, he practically vaults out of his seat. "Action, a call to duty! Marvelous!" He's likely the first out the door, hurriedly signing Sir Lance on his way out.
Lance
OOC Comments
Dog-Boy Techno-Warrior
Agility d10, Smarts d6, Spirit d10, Strength d12, Vigor d8
Charisma: 0 (but effectively +2); Parry: 7; Toughness: 18 (8) or Ranged 22 (12)
Fighting d12+6, Shooting d8, Riding d12+1, Notice d4+2 (+4 Scent/Vision), Repair d4, Tracking d6+4, Streetwise d6+2, Persuasion d6+2, Survival d4+4, K: Politics d8
Edges: Danger Sense, Beast Master, Nerves of Steel, Quick, Improvisational Fighter, Trademark Weapon (Drill), Imp. Counterattack
Hindrances: Code of Honor, Minor Delusion (Knighthood), Quirk (Faux-Courtly Speech), Outsider
Preferred Attacks:
  • Primary Attack: Drill, Fighting d12+6, Strength (d12) + 2d6 MD, AP 10, Reach 1 (if needed)
    Mounted Attack: Drill, Mounted Lance Mode, Fighting d12+6, Strength (d12) +2d6, AP 12, Reach 2
    Hard Target: Drill, Fighting d12+6, Strength (d12) +2d6 MD, Ignores Armor (Full Round Action, only vs. Vehicles/RA/Inanimate objects)
    Ranged Attack: Shooting d8, Portable Rocket Launcher (5d6 AP 6 SBT) or JA-9 Variable Rifle (3d6+1 AP 3)
Cybernetics (12/14 Strain):
  • EDS, Optics Package, Core Electronics Package, Wilderness Scout Package, x2 Wired Skill Ports (4-step Fighting, Riding), HtH Reaction Wiring, Reinforced Frame, Cy-Wi Reflexes, Drill
Bennies: 3/3
  • Q2/19 Adventure Cards:
    Cutting In Line Draw 3 initiative cards and keep the highest.
    Inspiration Friendly characters (including your hero) add +2 to all trait rolls for the rest of this round.
“Steed” (Heavy Warhorse with Cybernetics)
[list] Agility 6; Smarts d4 (A); Spirit d6; Strength d12+2; Vigor d10
[*]Fighting d8; Notice d6
[*]Pace 10/d10; Parry 6; Toughness 22 (12 MDC)
[*]Size +3
[*]Kick: Strength +2d6 MD [/list]
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