Time is the essence
Time is the season
Time ain’t no reason
Got no time to slow
Blue Oyster Cult
October 23 2176 Oklahoma City Hive 21:37
” Earth, Terra, backwater mud ball. By Gaia! I hate this world and it’s ignorant people!”
” But orders are orders. I’m here as a liaison to the Federal State of America investigating Warlock Inc. and a missing shipment of next generation weapons.”
” My companions are Eve-6 a synthetic human, my right hand, bodyguard and lover. Katie X a crazy street samurai and my droid Cletus Z49.”
We infiltrated the OKC Underhive as a new crew taking any job we can to develop a rep. OKC Public Works had a job to clear out a group of mutants infesting an important substation. It pays 50 Credits or 50,000. F.S. Dollars! Enough to set us up and buy a place of operation. Not that I needed the money I have access to an unlimited amount, but it’s good to keep up appearances.
The Shadow Backer Mr. Jones wants this off the books, total deniability. So we got no pull with the local rent-a-cops in the area. No biggie, dead men walking if they get in our way. We make our way through the teaming masses of unwashed bodies of the Plebs. People on the Basic Income program with little to no hope of ever finding a job and leaving the packed tenement projects they call home.
Cletus finds the access hatch leading to the A.O. We go ghost mode and sneak down the ladder to the substation. Luckily for us Mr. Jones only had enough credits to hire one crew. If it was two or more it would be a fire fight not only with the mutants and the rent-a-cops but with other operatives. It’s not unheard of for total team kills after the job was done buy noobs wanting revenge for downed comrades.
These mutants weren’t toxic chem scum, or gene rejects. But alien lurkers, the product of the Swarm intelligence infiltrating a planets gene pool to breed it out. Some of these bastards could almost pass for human if it wasn’t for the purplish tint to their skin. The other ones are three armed abominations! A mixture of insectoids in human form. I have no problem exterminating these scum!
The job op also has another silver lining. Four unsecured nodes to the hyper-net. With our backdoor uplink we can get to our real job, investigating Warlock Inc.!
I lead Katie to the left and motion for Eve and Cletus to check out the medical office to the right. And like clockwork the mutants lunge at use from darken hallways and alcoves. I switch the ammunition of my Kromtech-9 from regular 9 mm ammunition to micro missiles. I only have three rounds so I’ve got to make them count!
Two mutants advanced out of a small office. One with a makeshift vending machine pistol the other wielding a makeshift sledgehammer. Nope! I let off one of my three rounds. The small gyro jet rocket screams into the cramped office and explodes into the face of the pistol packing mutant blowing him apart. His sledgehammer wielding partner is caught in the blast. Shrapnel shredding it to ribbons.
Cletus and Even run into two mutants in the med bay. After a quick exchange of violence the two mutants lay dead in slick pools of crimson blood.
” Boss four more. Two from that alley and four from the main office!” Katie shouts.
We both take cove behind a steam vent. Two mutants from the office take up positions on both sides of the entrance. Both carrying cheap surplus assault rifles. One lines up a shot that plinks off the vent. The other one takes a pice of my hide. Cheap or not 5.56 rounds ain’t no joke. Luckily for me my armor takes the brunt of the attack.
The other two lurkers advance up to a crate and take pot shots ant me a Katie. Well that just pisses the street samurai off. Katie’s not wired altogether right in the head. But if you treat her like a person and provide her with enough drugs and booze she really makes a good hand.
And like clockwork things turn to shit! A security guard shows up and plugs me in the back and things slowly fade to black.
No this isn’t the end of Jon Byzantine but he is hurt. I mashed up Fallout Wasteland Warfare, Core Space and Star Saga. Ok first up let me say all aforementioned games are great in their own rights. When I have a few hours to kill playing them as written I have a blast. But sometimes my time is stretched between family stuff and other life actions leaving me very little time to game.
I really like the FWW rules but the combat is to slow. I like the low HP’s on both side but the damage is low. Example of a weapons card.