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“Not my doing....I thought you were having morbid thoughts, my love.” She steps back, as do you, and the light slowly increases around you. The broken flooring is revealed – slate and curves of bleached whiteness; you snapped one of the slats, which is what stabbed you; the hollowness of it looks familiar....the light slowly increases and reveals the dry, dusty bones that litter the floor. Only bones; nothing beneath but more bones. “....Akko? What is this?” Her voice is soft, confused, and perhaps a touch afraid.

Taking a quick step forward you take Siobhan into your arms as the light slowly rises, revealing more and more bone, hundreds, thousands upon thousands, making up the walls, vaulted ceilings, the alcoves and arches of what can only be called an ossuary. The high up they go the more polished and stronger they look, burnished to a gleaming shine, lacquered or enameled into place. A cold white flame hovers above you, the source of 'light' you conjured in this dream.

So, you finally dream, and so open your mind to mine, comes the dry, breathless whisper in your head. Communicative telepathy, your reasoning mind determines, not an invasive thought. Your creative mind is screaming in terror as you look at the form of an ancient githyanki, paper thin tissue covering what little flesh remains, gaping openings into her chest and abdominal cavity showing unmoving organs preserved with magic and potion and lacquer, beautiful and appealing. Eyes dark and green, glassy with death, gaze upon you with unreadable emotion. Her rich velvet robes and cloak are tattered and shadowy, unreal and yet possessing some strange potency even here.

Are we well met, Gish Akatmosoko, companion to the dragon Yzidriava, beloved of the True Silver Sword Siobhan D'Arcane, Lover of Murderess Tzanziarette, Glassmage, Master Smith, called Paragon of Githyanki? Her dry, whispery thoughts slip deep into your mind, touching, probing, suggesting. The lightly coy manner of the last four words promise very bad, bad things in your immediate future if the answer is incorrect. Or are we not?

Vlaakith!

>Roll 1d20 with your votes please, unless directed otherwise by the vote.
[] Thought Shield, the most powerful you can construct!
[] Calmly dissect the situation – you can cope with this.
[] The Tower of Iron Will can protect you and Siobhan for a short while – but leaving you free to act, if you need to.
[] If it's actually Vlaakith, The most powerful Mind Thrust you can produce will not even be noticed by her. And if it isn't....well, too bad.
[] Well, of course you are well met; if you had wished to contact me sooner, you could have asked....
[] Write in?
Siobhan is too terrified to do anything save cling to you in a most lovely manner....if she wasn't driving her nails into your shoulder.

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>Akko, like all her kind, has a measure of psychic ability. She will simply use most of these powers without prompting, instinctively, when appropriate. Her spells are another matter.
>She is a high ranking Gish, and may give orders to low ranking Knights; mid-ranked Warriors; high ranking Spellcasters, Skulkers, and Murderers; and any Gish lower ranked than herself.
>True Silver Sword: Siobhan
Siobhan offers her opinions and advice on matters when a vote is called for, drawing on Akko's potent intellect and voicing subconscious thoughts for her to consider.
>Current Spell Selection
Slaver Set Enhanced (Marauder) – heavy subdual and mass combat, moderate utility, moderate defense/buffs + a few really destructive spells.

>Current Cadre:
Yzia: Adult Mythic Solar Dragon, lover and companion. She may carry Akko and five others.
Falna: Mid-ranked Warrior (Unstable position); Class:Slayer, bound by Oath.
>Silver Sword: Malnae
Yashi: High-ranked Illusionist (Your Spellcaster); Class: Illusionist Wizard, Bound by Oath.
>notSilver Sword: Fehr Vaed
Tzanzi: High-ranked Murderer (First in Command); Class: Pureblade Slayer, Bound by Oath and Friendship.
Auena: Mid-ranked Gish (Yzia's new quarry); Class: Psychic Warrior, Bound by Oath.
Schechei: Mid-ranked Gish (mated to Falna); Class: Magus, Bound by Oath
>Silver Sword: Tiagothe
Kteine: Mid-ranked Gish (your adoptive daughter and acolyte); Class: Psychic Warrior, bound by Oath
>Silver Sword: Achris

>Akko's Current Supreme Leader
Dunzamn, a Lord Knight with a True Silver Sword (Voorsi), leader of the Raid upon the Elven and Human Kingdoms of Iridaiya and Boggsteading, respectively.
>His dragon companion Jacinth, whose true name is an unknown, and is an ancient creature.

Character Sheet always In Progress: https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1009380

Spell Book: http://pastebin.com/WjH8UfyY

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>1726778
>[] The Tower of Iron Will can protect you and Siobhan for a short while – but leaving you free to act, if you need to.

>>1723554
>>You have undergone the first stages of an Alternative Puberty

>>1723554
>You have undergone the first stages of an Alternative Puberty

>>You have undergone the first stages of an Alternative Puberty

Welcome to a quest about scorching, raging autismo and daily life. You are Emil, a 16 y/o
guy with a slightly twisted take on reality. Black hair, tall stature, curious eyes; you used to
dress like Sonic at elementary, where you spent your days beating the living shit out of
bullies.

And, so far, a few interesting things have already happened:
-You met Trish, the 'flat tomboy tsundere asshole' drawfag that offered to train you in the
ways of the normies in exchange for vile currency but quickly repented.
-You met Romina, the 'sweet ara ara dere dere' who you realized that, after something like 16
years, lives right next to you. Even though you've always went to the same school.
-You have a GERLFRIEND, Lumina the 'goth eeeeh idunno', who spent the night on an
inflatable banana while you slept in your cozy bed in the same room.

And, in your humble opinion, it's starting to look like a harem.

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The voices won't stop, not even as you stick your head in the arm hole of the sweater. The
sound comes from a small hole on the floor that connects your room with the kitchen.
Which is right under your foot. You usually slide a slim stick with into it to let your mother
know you are hungry without having to yell. Kneeling, you rest your ear on it.

It's your mother's voice.

"-...I'm not really a scientist, haha" you hear from the hole. The way she's talking is way too
soft. "I work in the lab, but, I... clean things. Get things in place. Make coffee for everyone."

"Why are you telling me this?" It took you like two seconds to figure it out, but that voice is
your girlfriend's.

"You are so smart!," your mother says, and you guess she's smiling. "You would have figured
that out on your own. A-an I want to be friends with you. Friends don't lie to each other."

"Aren't you Emil friend's, then?"

"He's so proud of the whole scientist thing I'm- I've been going to college for one and a half
years now. It won't be a lie anymore. So.... can you..."

You hear a loud "HMMM....". It's Lumina.

"Only, and only as long," Lumina says, "as you make more of that tea with mint and honey."

"S-SURE!"

Pfff, woman. You shake your head with a bright smile. Your mother must think Lumina is here
to steal her research or something. That's so paranoid of her. It's not like some goth girl
could just fool /you/, out of everyone. You sigh: this is gonna be hard.

----------------------------- =w= --------------------------

The street turned into a steadfast river overnight that, while not that deep, is still
enough to sink your shoes. The sky is still gray and threatening as you walk to school, side by
side with some goth girl that's wearing your mother's rubber boots. Which fills you with
utter envy, as your feet feel wet and cold. When Lumina turns to look at you in the eyes,
you look away.

"Shouldn't we hold hands?" you hear from the opposite direction.

...This gets you thinking. Wasn't that what couples do? Do you, like, have to do it? Why
would anyone do that?

"PFF, but why?!" you ask, returning a shit-eating grin at Lumina, who seems as calm as
usual. "We are going to the same baka place!"

The girl shrugs. "I'm not sure? They seem to do that all the time. Maybe one of them has its
eyes closed?"

Hmm, that makes sense.

"But why would you close your eyes while you walk?" you ask.

And Lumina punches the palm of her hand.

"It's a token of confidence!" she states, firmly. "One walks with the eyes closed while the
other guides."

OOOOOH, so that's why!!!!

"Amazing!" You spit out, fully turning towards her. "I ever figured that out."

Lumina closes her eyes as she puffs her humble chest, proudly.

"But, you ask, "who guides'"

Lumina opens her eyes, a bit quizzically.

>"You guide."
>"I guide".
>"We should practice later."

>>1723715
>>"You guide."

alright quick and dirty, this quest is not for die hard lovers of cannon since fun and shenanigans beat cannon for the most part. Though I will accept info about the warhammer 40k universe general rule of thumb is fun is king here

Here is the link to the Doc archive https://docs.google.com/document/d/1N6DV3ou3h5MO0TZi61pc9jGoMBA4p3S4fJ0rCI6qooM/edit?usp=sharing

here is a link to the character's stats https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1VEdRRmqRN2wb661ea1Bz2iXQwqQl2JVgl1OdrmHk3Tk/edit?usp=sharing

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also the rolls for this decision.... well this is going to be fun

You decide the best option was to fall back and to trap the demon, you unhook two melta grenades from your armor and pull the pins on them then set them down, "your move demon." you retreat to the entrance and wait..... you hear nothing then BOOM.

the grenades go off but no demon, strange you were sure she would.... you catch a flicker of movement out of the corner of your eye and duck just as a knife slams into the wall right where your head was. then a fist slams into your side, you fell a rib crack (-4 wounds) but the armor once more prevents a lot of the damage though it is wearing down from the heavy damage.

"FUCKING SHIT!" you roar quickly spinning around and taking a shot at the demon who also dodges your shot, leaving the knife in the wall. you note she no long has knives in her hands.

"Really? a grenade just for me? Are you even trying at this point."

"keep talking purple skin."

"rude."

>[1] retreat, this thing is not something you want to face alone, get your demon killing crew ready to gun this bitch down (bs, ag, bs)
>[2] attempt to take the demon alone, hay this is kinda a perfect chance to kill a demon, plus she has no knives anymore so she is unarmed (bsx2, ag, wp)
>[3] alright lets call on the emperor, time to see how this demon likes the the fury of a god to the face (wpx2)
>[4] write-in

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A slim but imposing redhead in dark clothes addresses you and the other recruits, survivors of the latest batch of Infusion attempts.

Captain:

Welcome to the unit, everyone. I'm the Captain around here. That means, as much as it vexes me, I'm in charge of this band of miscreants.

If you're here, you survived the Infusion process. Not a pleasant time for most of us, lying there while the nanobots remake us. I was belching fireballs for a week afterwards. Practically speaking, here's what it means. Two things:

One is you can use Magitech gear. We still don't understand how our ancestors built the stuff, but we can kill Scavs with it all the same. Your armor and gear will keep you alive out there in the field. They're your best friends. Make sure you get to know them, and treat them right.

The second thing the Infusion means is that you left your old life behind. Whoever you were before doesn't matter. From that day on, you're a Freelancer. And as long as you've got armor, a magitech infusion, and the will to fight, you'll stay one.

The adjutants here will get you registered. Let them know your name, your order, and whatever skills you picked up in training. After that, head over to the armory and introduce yourselves to Graves.

Your first drop is tomorrow. Be ready.

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You and the other new Freelancers have assembled in the armory. A broad-shouldered man with a facial scar stands in front of you, sizing up the group.


Cmd. Graves:

All right, you lot. Welcome to the team. I know you're all excited to get your weapons, but the Captain makes me give this little speech first. So lend me your ears for a moment, then we'll see about guns. You'll get your chance to use them on the Scavs soon enough.

Anyway. I'm Commander Graves, section leader. There's some rules and such in the charter, but what it boils down to is this. Do what me and the other section leaders tell you to do. Definitely do it if the Captain tells you. Kill the other guys before they kill you. Keep each other alive. That's all."

Now tomorrow, I'll be in charge on this little smash-and-grab. So if you've got any questions, now's your chance to fire them my way. Feel free to waste my time all you like. Really.

Oh, and if any of you happened to bring along something decent to drink, now's a perfect opportunity to earn your new commander's favor with a gift.

Drop time is in about 20 hours. The gunsmith will get your weapons ready, and the alchemist is powering up your gear. Make sure to see both of them. Other than that? Grab some food in the chow room, claim a bunk in the dorm. Get to know your new mates. Pray to the Gods, if you think those irritable AI bastards up in their satellites are listening. Do whatever you have to do to make peace with yourself. And get ready to kill some Scavs tomorrow.

>>1720006
Richard McChildstabber

>>1720006
"Wangmaster"

>>1720006
Christopher Poole

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>>1719366
Dull thuds ring in your ears. One. Two. Three. Four. Again. One. Two. Three. Four. Again. Your fists slam into the old cracked bag over and over, releasing fresh puffs of the scent of old leather every time. You've been at this gym for just over an hour and Artemis already has you running drills to perfect your form. Sweat drips down your face as you give yourself the first serious workout you've had since you start superhero-ing. Meanwhile, Artemis is standing to the side with her arms crossed, scrutinizing your every move. You continue punching even after she stops yelling for you to run through the motions again. You finish with a blow that sends the bag swinging hard in the other direction, breathing heavily.

Artemis tosses you your water and you drink it down greedily. "It's certainly not formal training, but you've got a great basis. You're gonna do great if you just keep the training up."

You can't help but smile. "My dad did teach me a few things, useful things for dealing with idiots who just rely on throwing their weight around everyone being scared by a knife."

She glances up at you while she types away on her phone. "Your dad sounds real tough."

He was. "Yeah, yeah he would give that impression."

Silence falls between the two of you after that and you both settle for just preparing to pack. up and leave the gym for the night. But Artemis stops you. "Oh. If you're planning on coming back you should really meet the owner. He's a tough old guy but he's real friendly, come on I'll introduce you."

"Um, alright. If you say so." She beckons you over towards a one of the larger rooms that's cut off from the main area where you've been training. It's got what's essentially a wall of windows so you can see what;s going on in there. You see a guy with his back to you, leading a class of about 20 in fighting forms. Just looking at him you can tell that he's done this so many times he could do it in his sleep. You and Artemis just watch for less than a minute as he brings the class to a close. When he walks out his mouth is pressed into a hard line. But he grins when he spots Artemis coming towards him.

"Still running them into the ground Ted?" Artemis shakes his hand and springs a hug on him before he can protest but he doesn't seem to mind.

"You know I don't teach any other way kid. They'll be all the better for it when they come out the other side."

"Ted, this is my friend Morgan. He's new to Gotham and thought he should learn to fight."

Ted moves past Artemis just a step to move and shake your hand. You barely catch but he sizes you up. You could tell by the look in his eyes. But it passed before you even knew it. "Good to meetcha Morgan, put 'er there." His hands are huge and calloused, his handshake is real firm but his doesn't crush your hand though you feel like he could without to much effort. He glances back at Artemis. "So, is your friend serious about his workout. Like you, I mean."

>Continued

>>1719369
Artemis makes a face before answering a little bit too quickly. "Oh no, he's here to learn self-defense. Right Morgan?"

More than that. "Yeah, but I was hoping to learn real fighting. From someone who knows what they're doing. And Artemis says you know just about everything there is to know about fighting, Mr.Grant."

Ted just sort of chuckles and waves me over to follow him. "Nah, Mr.Grant is my father. Ted is fine. And yeah, if you wanna learn to fight, you could do worse." We head down towards the ring near the center of the gym as he talks. "But learning to fight and learning to defend yourself are two different things, despite what ya might think." You all approach the ring and you realize after looking at the rest of the place that this one must be the oldest in the building. "But a lot of things can become clearer in the ring. So let me see your aptitude for myself. Artemis probably ran you through some drills already." He nods to her. "All right kid, you get up there with Morgan."

Artemis doesn't hesitate, she hops up onto the platform and under the ropes. Doing a couple of stretches before out sparring match begins.

>Alrighty, if that's what it takes. (Spar with Artemis)
>You don't want me to win, right? I watched her tear apart like seven people at once when we met.
>Shouldn't I spar with you? I mean, if you want to know where understanding is maybe you should see for yourself? (Spar with Ted)
>Write-In?

>>1719371
>>Alrighty, if that's what it takes. (Spar with Artemis)

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>>1718417
"I've decided to follow Erin's advice," you tell them. "Carrol House fits too much data, and while the kids hiding in the school is worrisome, they're not...in trouble...out there. Not at the moment, anyway. We go in, find the gate, infiltrate it, and then move from there."

"Should we get eyes on the school?" Vickie asks.

"I can get three Lost on it any time," the Rook offers. You nod to him, and he takes out his phone to start texting. "I assume we are not there to shut them down."

"Not today," you say, with a shrug. "...I'm not awake enough to get into the ethics of running a Changeling brothel."

"I don't like that most of their guys and gals are fresh arrivals," Vickie opines. You blink and a bit of her sandwich is just fucking gone; the Darkling gives you a playful wink before going back to her grim musings like nothing happened. "Whoever's in charge of that shit needs a serious boot planted in their fuckin' rectum."

"Amen," Forum agrees. "We going to break in the back again? They threw the Rook and I the fuck out last time."

"Same trick twice?" the Rook rasps, openly doubtful.

> Walk in the front door. You don't need to complicate this any further than it already is.
> Break in another entrance. Same trick twice, sure, but who knows where the eyes of the Wing are.
> What about the roof?
> Split the team. You and Vickie will pose as customers, then let the Rook and Forum in from inside.
> Write-in?

And now I pass the fuck out. I'll update before work tomorrow. Peace y'all.

>>1718448
> Write-in?

Get that Stripper chick to go in with us, then we let Rook and Vicky in while Forum waits outside with backup in case we need dynamic entry rescue.

Get some radios and some sort of magical communication.

>>1715127 #
"Do you know why I'm marked? Other than Forcas' idea of this being limbo, I know I've died already and apparently have unfinished business. And you're a native to this... world. But why am I marked?"
"Like Forcas said you have unfinished business in your own world. When people are good in their previous lives but make a single terrible mistake, they are given a chance to return to their life in a way that they can fix that mistake. It is only a chance though and one must fight to get back to prove their want to fix the mistake, the mark helps you with this because if you didn't have it you would be the same as me. Which brings us to my next point, I'm not native to this land. Like you I once lived and died but I didn't live a good enough life to become marked and fix any of my mistakes. That's why I study the marked, to get back."
>Write in

>>1717888
>>Write in
Ask if there's any place in particular that she wants the skin from?

>>1717900
"Any particular place you want the skin from?"
"It's all the same to me; skin is skin. Now hold still."
You comply, standing still and turning off your heat aura. Mae holds your hand and quickly cuts off a small patch of skin with a blade on her pen then quickly puts it between two glass plates. She also swiftly snatches up a few drops of blood with a vial before bandaging your arm. She then heads upstairs. You peak at the books on the table before following her, they're all handwritten in some sort of code. Upstairs, Mae puts the glass plates and vial in a fridge and throws you the gold coin.
"As promised, here you go. It's fake by the way so don't use it on anyone who will look too hard at it."
>"What do you plan to do with the samples?"
>"Tell me more about your dealings with the ancients"
"What do you know about this town?"
>Write in

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>>1718635
Last time on Saiyan Conqueror Quest:
Karn sparred Meloka, which ended in a win for your mate, then training on the trip to your next assignment. Arriving on Dun, you meet with the world's new owner, a strange alien named Aku. Then it was time to settle things once and for all with Dr. Nefarious. After a long fight that pushed your team to their limits and beyond, you stand victorious over the doctor's body, claiming his head as a trophy. As you leave the Master of Masters' world, a gut feeling tells you to return home instead of Freeza Planet 79. We now rejoin Karn's team one week later in space, now that everyone has recovered from their injuries thanks to extended use of your ship's healing pod.

Previous threads:
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?searchall=Saiyan+Conqueror+Quest

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>>1718639
You awaken groggily in what feels like the early morning. Looking over at Meloka, you see that she's still fast asleep. With a small smile on your face you yawn and get out of bed, stretching the sleepiness out of your limbs. Dressing in your training gear, which has basically become your casual wear by this point, you also grab your scouter and boot it up. You haven't turned it on since you were on Planet Dun, so you decide to check everyone's powerlevels. You know that after the battle you all had, everyone will certainly be stronger than before. Your scouter grabs 5 powerlevels in the vicinity and they read as such:
>Roll me a d2500+500

Rolled 2438 + 500 (1d2500 + 500)

>>1718643

>>1717227
>>Let Rachel try it, this is practically her childhood dream after all.

>>1717227
>>Let Rachel try it, this is practically her childhood dream after all.

>>1717227
>Let Rachel try it, this is practically her childhood dream after all.

We'll let Harita take a crack at the Laser Shotgun when we get to that.

>>1716657
>Poke Morrigan to see if she’s still real.
>Ask what Koko meant by you not existing.

Will is adorable.

>>1716657
>Poke Morrigan to see if she’s still real.
>Ask what Koko meant by you not existing.
Hello Guide

>>1716657
>>Poke Morrigan to see if she’s still real.
>>Ask what Koko meant by you not existing.

Neither of you dared to move once the image appeared on Penny’s scroll. You recognized this screen, from a few documents that your father allowed you to access in order to understand how the SDC dealt with other powerful entities, and you could easily recognize who was in contact with your teammate.

“Penny, why are you getting messages from the Atlesian Council?” The implications were very disturbing, especially given that Penny arrived with someone who had been through the Atlesian Cadet Academy. Was Atlas spying on Beacon through your team? Was Ciel involved? Is that why you hadn’t seen her land during initiation? Ciel had some way of guaranteeing Penny would be her partner, but the plan failed?

“I am not!” The lie is obvious, and she hiccups immediately after telling it. Whatever she’s hiding, she’s nervous about it. “That is a message from my father, he must have sent it through a secure channel!” Another hiccup, and Penny covers her mouth with both hands. Her eyes are held wide open, silently begging you to believe her. You’d like to let it go, to forget you ever saw it, but spying between Kingdoms could lead to catastrophic consequences. You can’t risk letting an international incident scoot by unopposed because you want to spare Penny’s feelings.

“He sends you messages on a secure channel that you shouldn’t have access to?” You force your voice to hold the solid, heavy tone that your father used so often. Penny looks ready to cry, which honestly makes you feel a little better. A heartless agent out to destroy the peace the Kingdoms enjoy wouldn’t be reduced to tears when confronted, she’d have already tried to kill you. “It’s a project for me,” she wavers, “that’s why it has my name on it…” Penny chokes out another hiccup, but you hold your searching gaze.

Her shoulders are trembling before she takes a large breath, and lets it out slowly. “If I tell you, Whitaker, you have to promise… Only you know. It’s not a secret that hurts anyone, I promise, but you still cannot tell anyone.” Penny holds your gaze with unsteady, wet eyes. She doesn’t seem ready to accept the idea you might refuse, or even ready to tell you whatever this amazing secret is, but poor luck has taken the choice from her.

>A) Swear to keep it a secret. “Alright, Penny. If those are your terms, I can live with them.”
>B) The team needs to know. “If the Council is involved, then Blake and Weiss deserve to hear this.”
>C) Refuse her terms. “Penny, if the Council has an interest in Vale, we can’t hide that. If this secret could threaten Vale, then we need to tell Ozpin at least, or we’re looking at a potential war.”
>D) Go against your better judgment and drop it. “I can’t make that promise, Penny, but I can't force you to tell me anything, either.”

>>1716520
>>A) Swear to keep it a secret. “Alright, Penny. If those are your terms, I can live with them.”

>>1716509
>>B) The team needs to know. “If the Council is involved, then Blake and Weiss deserve to hear this.”
We're your family here at Beacon, remember?

>>1725763
...The bottom of the harbor. one of the boys slipped and the ringing snapped he and the "shipment" went into the drink... it.. it really wasnt anyone fault boss

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>>1725763
I don't know, I haven't been given any prompting or any type of starting info to go by. Probably stolen, I guess?

I'm not losing my mind that the penguin right

The combination Geothermal and Breeder Reactor has been discovered, and is cleared.

There is a large amount of nuclear waste which is just fissionable enough to add a MASSIVE stockpile to your Fissile Materials!

---

Alert: Janith Kindergarten, your old World Cook, has come with a request. She would like to know if you could use your miracle science to clone what she calls "chickens" for eggs. Chickens went extinct during the war.

>>>>>Food: Average (Rising) [CAP: Average]
Passive Booze Ration: Low (higher for soldiers)
>>>>>Water: Average (Stable) [CAP: Average]
>>>>>Medicine: Above Average (Stable)
>>>>>>Materials: Scrap Metal (Average) Fissile (HUGE+++)
Scrap Wood (tiny)
Special Electronics (---) Hygiene Supplies (Abundant) Booze (---) [Falling] Alien Tech Scraps (low) Hexcrete Bags (Above Average)
Plant Material (Tiny)
Trona Minerals (Low)
>>>>>Fuel: Airplane Fuel (Low) Ethanol (uses Food)
>>>>>Total Pop: 252 Humans (and companions) +55 Infants +40 Mutants/Nightkin, 2 Ghoul
>>>>>Total Armaments (proportionate to the total pop) Below Average
>>>>>>Weapons: Type (Subtype, Amount, Condition)
(Mercenary) - Moderate
-Energy Firearms
(Human Plasma/Laser) - Below Average
(Alien) - Below Average
(Chinese Alien-Jurry Rigged) - Below Average
>>>>>>Ammunition Reserve: Conventional (Below Average) Energy (Moderate)
>>>>>>Armor/Uniforms:
(OW American Infantry Armor, Moderate, Intact)
(OW American Infantry Uniforms, Moderate, Intact)
(7 Alien Bounty Hunter Armor)
(7 Alien Bounty Hunter Big Rifles)
(35 Dr. Mobius Scrubs + Dr. Mobius Glasses)

>OUTPOSTS<
--CHINA RANCH--
++Outpost++
>>>>>Military: 25 Securitrons MKV. 5 Spy-Eye Bots Squads
>>>>> Infrastructure: Ruined buildings. Digital Radio Tower.
>>>>> Power: Big Alien Battery
>>>>>Defenses: Ruined Houses. MAXIMUM SURVEILANCE
>>>>>Animals:

!NEW!
--TRONA---
++Outpost++
>>>>>Military: 25 Securitrons MKV 5 Spy-Eye Bots Squads
>>>>> Infrastructure: Ruined buildings. Digital Radio Tower. Highway to BigMT
>>>>> Power: Big Alien Battery
>>>>>Defenses: Ruined Houses. MAXIMUM SURVEILANCE
>>>>>Animals:

---NEWBERRY SPRINGS---
++BigMT Outpost++
>>>>>Military: 25 Securitrons MK5 5 Spy-Eye Bots Squads
>>>>> Infrastructure: Houses. Lake. Hemp Farm (Small). Banana Yucata (Medium) Spice Farm (tiny). Water Pump to BigMT. Electrical Wires to BigMT
>>>>> Power: Borrowed from BIgMT.
>>>>>Defenses: Ruined Houses. *Nat100* Robot Defenses.
>>>>>Animals:
>>>>>Other: Omni-Agronator!

---THE TWIN MINES (West+South)---
>>>>>Military: None
>>>>> Infrastructure: Railroads. Open Pit Quarry.
>>>>>Defenses: Mountain
>>>>>Animals:
>>>>>Other: