(D20 Modern) CORELINE: FIREWALLS: EPISODE 1 (IC)

[perrinmiller]

And... There it goes. Time to call it a day, mates.

Thanks for the game Marco.

 

[marcoasalazarm]

OOC: So... who's still in the game, then?

 

[Felix1459]

OOC: Looks like it's just me.

Lobo steps through the hatch, looking around the room and wondering how the were panther wiggled his way around and in front of him. He brings the giant weapon up on the nearest hostile target. The grin on his face widens as he smells the death hanging in the air and he fires at the nearest target, hoping to add to the death count.

[OOC: I don't believe I ever got the stats for the big gun. Would you mind posting them so I can roll damage?]

 

[perrinmiller]

OOC: Normally I would not drop a game that takes as little of my time as this, but we have now lost the two original members and posting has been slow. Player interaction is kinda tough with only two players as well. I waited to answer to see what Felix would say, but I can stick around if he wants to continue.

 

[Felix1459]

[OOC: yeah. I'd like to continue. I think they make a swell team. Plus I'm sure we can always add later. [/ooc]

 

[perrinmiller]

OOC: Okay then. Your turn, Marco.

 

[Herobizkit]

OOC: okay, if perrin is still in, I'm still in. F it. Seth also has Darkvision to 60 feet.

Seth reins in his chains and brings his Staff weapon. In a gruff, stereotypical Sarge voice, he deadpans, "Looks like a barbeque, men! Time to light it up and start cookin' some meat!"

Seth pops off a blast at one of the gun-toting cows. Seeing his blast connect, he adds, "Mooooo!"

OOC: It's awesome to come back with a critical for almost 50 damage.

 

[perrinmiller]

OOC: Heh, heh. You are too funny Hero.

Caelin charges and pounces to close the last distance in a flurry of ginsu sword and gnashing teeth.


[sblock=Actions]Standard Action: Charge & Pounce; High-freq Sword (1d20+13=23, 2d6+4=11) & Bite (1d20+14=33, 1d6+4=10) = 21 dmg total
Move Action: part of Charge[/sblock][sblock=Mini Stats]AC: 24 (22 for Charging) HP: 64/66 DR10/Silver[/sblock]_____________________________

 

[marcoasalazarm]

OOC: Sorry if it's pretty damn slow. RL's dragging me down-so the delays are, in one way or another, no-one else's fault but mine.

Stats for the machine gun are: 2d8, Ballistic, 20 Crit, Linked, Range: 80 ft, ROF: A, Large, 24 lb weight.

 

[marcoasalazarm]

Caelin scoffs at the scratch, "You jerks cannot hit the broad side of a barn, can you?"

The werepanther start closing in on his next victim, ready to show them how sharp his blade is.

OOC: With low-light vision, is he in the dark? If he can see without problems, he will charge the nearest of the opponents. I am assuming the ones shooting are not the doctor.

[sblock=Mini Stats]AC: 24 HP: 64/66 DR10/Silver[/sblock]_____________________________

The room is dim (enough light for Darkvision and Low-Light to work), and cluttered, with waist-height metal boxes doing a makeshift barricade. There are five people within the room (and if the doctor is there, it's under cover), all of them armed with pistols and two shotguns.