Chat log started at 27.1.2010 / 17:56:40

Savage Worlds Ruleset for Fantasy Grounds II
(c) 2009 Pinnacle Entertainment Group.
Ivan: Lol eff it, I wan to be STRONG. Imma take a point of strength
Dmitri: Only the weak take points in strength
GM: If engaged, the group must hold the position at all costs until reinforcements arrive. 7 Squads of Germans attack, they are all armed with SMGs, along with a Stu IIIG. They are supported by 81MM mortars.
Kazemi (Dmitri): at least they're not 81CM morters...
Tack (Ivan): I'd like to know what prize we missed on the wheel of encounters
GM: A german squad is 9 men, with 2 MG42s attached. So 77 total guys, and 14 MG42s.
Kazemi (Dmitri): LOL
Kazemi (Dmitri): I'm not sure if the wheel has any prizes...
Kazemi (Dmitri): That is too much for our small team
Nikolai: I don't know about you guys, but I have no intention of facting that sober.
Pavel: We can take them! We have 3 Wild Cards and 11 bennies!
Dmitri: I have no intention of facing that at all
Dmitri: 5 bennies can only save me 5 times
Dmitri: not 77
Oleg: And don't forget, us redshits leveled up last week, so we have a D6 in Shooting and Throwing now!
Dmitri: OH SCORE
Dmitri: we can take'm!
TADM: I have to admit, the random mission generator is pretty darn funny.
TADM: Back to the story....
The night passes uneventfully, which is good given how injured everyone except Dmitri is.
Kazemi (Dmitri): I enjoy my sleep all the better
Early the next morning, a squad of soldiers arrives. Captain Petrovich and Commissar Ivanovich is with them.
MacGyverovich: Salute!
Captain Boris Petrovich: You men fought very well yesterday. You destroyed an enemy squad and a tank without taking a single casualty. Such courage and resourcefulness should be commended.
Ivan: Lurches forward to salute and appear at attention
Commissar Vasily Ivanovich: Yes, these men are deserving of some time away from the front lines.
Captain Boris Petrovich: Hmm...we cannot spare men from the front line, especially ones that know how to fight and know the value of human life.
GM: Notice checks please.
MacGyverovich: Notice [1d8 = 7]
Dmitri: Notice [1d6 = 4]
Ivan: Notice [1d6 = 5]
[w] -> MacGyverovich: When Captain Petrovich said, "Value of human life" he glared at Ivanovich, whose back was turned to the Captain.
Commissar Vasily Ivanovich: Surely these men are worthy of some rest!
Captain Boris Petrovich: Well, it would not be good for brave warriors to die miserably to the cold after such an effort.
Captain Boris Petrovich: I will reassign you to the blockhouse across from the Cellar. You may "patrol" there as often as you would like for the next week or so.
Captain Boris Petrovich: That is the best I can do with my limited resources. Be grateful for what Comrade Stalin has provided.
Commissar Vasily Ivanovich: Indeed.
Dmitri: Thank you, sir
Ivan: The Cellar! Yah!
Captain Boris Petrovich: (gestures to men with him) Fourth Squad, you will hold this position until further notice.
Captain Boris Petrovich: (leaves, the command squad follows him)
Commissar Vasily Ivanovich: Well done comrades. Your valor is commendable. I shall come with you to your new location and make sure it will serve you well.
MacGyverovich: Thank you, Commissar.
Commissar Vasily Ivanovich: Along the way, I wish to hear more of your daring exploits protecting Mother Russia.
Commissar Vasily Ivanovich: ...
Dmitri: Yes sir!
Commissar Vasily Ivanovich: You are not very talkative at times.
Commissar Vasily Ivanovich: [1d12 = 5]
Ivan: Exploits! Aye! We exploted the hell out of those
Ivan: half trained yellow bellied fascist cowards
Pavel: I was blown up by a hand-grenade and lived!
Oleg: I was hit by a tank shell and lived.
Pavel: Can I change my story to being shot in the heart at close range by a high-powered rifle?
MacGyverovich: No
Boris: I only had a flesh wound.
Dmitri: I didn't even get that...
Ivan: There was these germans who look like they've nev'er seen a drinking man
Nikolai: Hah! I am still fighting to save Mother Russia, and I am missing the bottom two fingers on my left hand.
Ivan: I' tell ya, I came right down off the building, the look on their faces, oh, like a scared toddler!
Commissar Vasily Ivanovich: You looked like a scared toddler? Or they did?
[w] -> MacGyverovich: For the record, the difficulty check on that Notice roll was a 6.
Ivan: they did sir!
Dmitri: Notice the long pause before that response...
Commissar Vasily Ivanovich: Ah. Good to hear it.
Ivan: I guess they don't have real knifes or real drinks, lousy shitheads, so they couldnt have expected a good combination ha ha ha!
You walk through the ruined and twisted streets there is distant sounds of fighting, but nothing nearby.
Tack (Ivan): im dazed man. Some of us took wounds becasue we dont have a lifetime supply of bennies
TADM: Lifetime is relative there...your lifetime expires when your bennies do.
Kazemi (Dmitri): LOL
Tack (Ivan): roflz
You make your way south to "point A" on the map, your new home.
Point "B" is the Cellar.
Ivan: Ah this is going to be just like back home. Who wants to go to Irina's place! :D!
MacGyverovich: Um, you do know it's not free this time, right?
Kazemi (Dmitri): what's up with the grassy knoll?
Dmitri: we've got $15 worth of gear from when you went AWOL for a bit
Commissar Vasily Ivanovich: AWOL?
Commissar Vasily Ivanovich: Who went AWOL?
Ivan: Of course! What real chef could stay open in these times without asking a little something! This poor city has nothing left to give
Ivan: Rambles on about food and soup. He seems to have forgotten his injuries
There is a grassy knoll these, and a few stunted trees.
Ivan: You should sell all that junk you tool around with and eat like a comrade! Then you could fight like one!
Dmitri: well, away at least. I'm talking about when he was taken for questioning
Commissar Vasily Ivanovich: (looks suspiciously at the group)
Tack (Ivan): Nice job there holmes
MacGyverovich: That wasn't AWOL, idiot! How is being led away by armed guards AWOL?
Kazemi (Dmitri): np
Commissar Vasily Ivanovich: I see. (continues to look suspiciously at you)
Commissar Vasily Ivanovich: Well, I must be going now.
Tack (Ivan): D:
Commissar Vasily Ivanovich: (leaves)
[w] Dmitri: is that me or us he's looking at?
TADM: And now the party learns the danger of forgetting which NPCs are present.
[w] Dmitri: or preferably Nick
[w] -> Dmitri: Oh heck yes.
[w] Dmitri: dammit
[w] Dmitri: >.<
Tack (Ivan): if party = mike's big mouth, then party = screwed
Tack (Ivan): Yet again, this one is not my fault. =)
Kazemi (Dmitri): if part = Mike's Bennies ==> party = win
Ivan: Common Nikolai, lets get you some real food. Who wants to go eat, my trash is your feast!
Nikolai: I am always ready for fresh food! This is a great day. We shall have vodka and rejoice!
Private Bakhorov: Did I hear a mention of Vodka?
[w] MacGyverovich: would the penalty for trying to heal myself be -6 or -8?
Corporal Golushko's squad arrives.
Ivan: Yes! You did! There is no sweeter sound is there. :D!?
Ivan: Slautes
Nick (MacGyverovich): If anyone calls him Corporal Goulash, I'm shooting them
Kazemi (Dmitri): didn't even cross my mind
MacGyverovich: Good day, Corporal, sir!
[w] -> MacGyverovich: Your Soviet Fatalism edge really helps there. Normally it would be -5, but since you ignore one point of wound penalties, it is actually only a -3. (Since wound penalties are doubled when you are healing yourself.)
Dmitri: Greetings, Corporal Commisar!
Dmitri: *Corporal Comrade
Corporal Golushko: Hello.
Private Bakhorov: It is good to see you alive comrades! We heard about your battle against the tank.
Private Bakhorov: (hands Ivan a full bottle of Vodka)
Private Betin: And it seems that Captain Petrovich's efforts to kill you have not succeeded yet.
Ivan: That was a battle? Pah, i've had better scuffles on my school yard as a lad! OH my what do we have here!
MacGyverovich: How may we be of service, comrade?
Ivan: thanks Bakorov ad nauseam, he is the endless bottle in the sky
[w] MacGyverovich: what rank am i compared to everyone else?
Corporal Golushko: We are just coming to check on you. We are in a nearby building (point "C") and wanted to know who are new neighbors are.
[w] -> MacGyverovich: You are the highest ranking person here, Golushko is an E-4.
Dmitri: How much fun does this area get?
Private Betin: We have Krauts a plenty.
[w] MacGyverovich: okay. gotcha. lol just noticed the scribbles are still there from the battle
Private Betin: The murderous captain does not come here often because of how heavy the fighting is.
Private Betin: Soviet Infantry: Notice [1d6 = 9]
MacGyverovich: Murderous? Wouldn't someone like that enjoy fighting?
GM: Notice checks please.
MacGyverovich: Notice [1d6 = 5]
[w] Ivan: GM notice to check to see if they have any wounds from fighting as well
Dmitri: Notice [1d4 = 2]
Ivan: Notice [1d6 = 4]
Kazemi (Dmitri): GUH
Ivan: Notice [Trait roll was a natural 1] [1d6 = 3]
[w] -> Ivan: Not that you see.
Dmitri: Notice [1d4 = 5]
Private Betin: Private Chernov: Stealth [1d6 = 4]
MacGyverovich: Notice [1d8 = 7]
Kazemi (Dmitri): as long as we're rolling twice ^.^
Nick (MacGyverovich): exactly
Nick (MacGyverovich): and my two still beat everyone else
Ivan: Ah, my comrade, you look just fine, those krauts cant be giving a comrade too much trouble eh?
[w] -> MacGyverovich: You are relatively certain you just saw one of Golushko's men pickpocket a couple clips of ammo off Boris.
Corporal Golushko: We are very good at ducking.
Corporal Golushko: I recommend you learn that habit.
Dmitri: Thank you for the advise
Tack (Ivan): INCOMMING SPELLING NAZI
Private Bakhorov: Indeed, the Krauts around here seem to aim high for some reason.
Private Chernov: Uh oh...it's Commissar Titov.
Golushko's squad all run south. You see a Commissar (he is the one from the Cellar) coming into your building from the east.
[w] MacGyverovich -> Ivan: like how you keep the groups straight. All the 'vichs' together, and now all the 'ovs'
[w] MacGyverovich -> Ivan: like how you keep the groups straight. All the 'vichs' together, and now all the 'ovs'
[w] Ivan -> MacGyverovich: echo echo echo
Dmitri: Greetings, Comrade Commissar!
Ivan: Salutes and looks like one of the boy'z
[w] Dmitri: UH OH
MacGyverovich: w/ Ivan what the hell? trying to send to brad
Kazemi (Dmitri): LOL
[w] MacGyverovich -> Ivan: what the hell? trying to send to brad
Kazemi (Dmitri): I wanna see!
Nick (MacGyverovich): there. forget that
[w] Ivan: GM Notice to see if i can learn something from his accent or speach mannerisms
Ivan: Notice [1d6 = 7]
Nick (MacGyverovich): I like how you keep the groups straight. All the 'vichs' together, and now all the 'ovs'
Dmitri: Notice [1d4 = 11]
MacGyverovich: Notice [1d6 = 4]
MacGyverovich: Greetings, Commissar! What brings you here today?
The Commissar is a tall man, he walks with a distinct bearing and wears glasses. If you have to randomly guess his occupation before the war, you would suspect that he was a professor at a military academy. His face seems to be twisted into a perpetual frown. Unlike the last time you saw him, he does not look completely plastered. He is carrying a large sack over one shoulder.
Kazemi (Dmitri): is the sack full or empty?
Commissar Anatoly Titov: Following your brave actions yesterday, I have been instructed to give you some cold-weather uniforms. Most of the bloodstains are dried and the bullet holes have been patched.
Commissar Anatoly Titov: (drops the sack on the ground) Enjoy. (there is a lot of sarcasm in his voice)
Dmitri: Thank you, sir
He looks at Dmitri with a quizzical glance. Looks at Mac. Sighs heavily. Then walks away.
Ivan: Thank Comrade Stalin! Now I have two ways to keep warm!
Ivan: You wouldn't know it wasnt christmas by the look on Ivan's face
Tack (Ivan): These threads be dope yo!
Kazemi (Dmitri): lol
Commissar Vasily Ivanovich: Communists do not celebrate Christmas. It is a disgusting ploy by religious tyrants to oppress the masses, backed up by capitalist pig-dogs who exploit the common man.
Kazemi (Dmitri): LOL
Commissar Vasily Ivanovich: Oh sorry...I'm not actually here. I'll go back to what I was doing.
TADM: Damn right you will, back in the box Ivanovich.
[w] Ivan: GM on the uniforms, what happened to these comrades
Ivan: Notice [Critical failure!] [1d4 = 1]
[w] -> Ivan: What do you mean, they are fresh and new from a garment factory. You can find no sign they have ever been used before.
GM: Okay, so what would the group like to do now?
Pavel: Put on the warm uniform, eat, sleep.
Dmitri: load up in winter gear
Ivan: Come Nioklai, let us drink and eat! Who else with me?
Oleg: I'm with Oleg.
Boris: Me tool.
Kazemi (Dmitri): your typing speed seems to have come at the cost of either accuracy or sanity
MacGyverovich: Boris, you may want to check your pack first
GM: Wow, I am totally not going to fix that typo. That is priceless.
Ivan: Mac, may we have leave from the squad! We need some R&R sir!
MacGyverovich: You can never leave the squad! We are like brothers!!
Boris: Hey, I am missing two clips for my rifle! Where did they go? I must have dropped them somewhere.
MacGyverovich: But R&R you may have
Kazemi (Dmitri): hm, Boris' comment begs a question: what's our new hold look like?
Ivan: :D!
Nikolai: I put on warm weather gear, then go with Ivan so that I may partake in true Russian comradeship! (and drink lots of Vodka)
MacGyverovich: sure you want to chance spilling vodka on your new gear?
MacGyverovich: especially in a place that, you know, actually has heat?
Ivan: Ha ha ha! We gotta watch our asses now, Some fascist scum may want real clothes! ha! they have naught but their undies against winter! Bwah ha ha
Dmitri: yeah, that's probably a good point
Ivan: Seems amped that he has a winter coat.
Your new location is a mostly intact house. It has a small basement with an exit to the street facing the Cellar. The top floor has been completely demolished but the bottom floor is surprisingly intact. There are at least two windows facing in every direction, a door to the south and east. The bottom floor is comprised mostly of stone, which is probably why it has survived so well.
Kazemi (Dmitri): neat, any goodies in the house from the last squad?
Dmitri: Notice [1d4 = 7]
GM: You find no useful military goods, but you do manage to pick up about $40 worth of salvagable material that you could trade in at the Cellar.
[w] MacGyverovich: Are there any other squads positioned nearby? It seems odd that so much defense has been put into this area
Dmitri: I'll split 3/4 with the group
Kazemi (Dmitri): how much does one meal cost?
GM: You have not gone back to the Cellar to find out...
Dmitri: ah
Ivan: Walks out the door. One hovel is just another hovel.
[w] -> MacGyverovich: You have no idea, but you know of three squads in the area for sure.
MacGyverovich: So, who is going and who is staying? We can't all go
MacGyverovich: Not at once, anyway
For the record, it is currently about noon.
Dmitri: I'll stay for now
Nikolai: I'm going with Ivan.
Dmitri: Tell me how much a meal costs
Ivan: Sure thing!
Nikolai: Right.
You arrive in the Cellar. There are eight soliders in there. Irina is also, along with the old man and the American reporter. None of the other people you saw before are present.
Irina: Welcome back brave soldiers. It is good to see you alive.
Ivan: Greetings Irina, I have brought you something!
Nikolai: We are happy to be here!
Irina: Well, I like presents. (smiles)
MacGyverovich: Does anyone want/need healing that didn't go?
Ivan: :D!
Ivan: What can a comrade eat these days?
MacGyverovich: looks at Pavel, Boris, and Oleg
GM: Just you Mac. The redshirts in Savage Worlds are either fully functional, walking wounded, or dead. Thanks to crazy Vigor checks, they are all fully functional.
MacGyverovich: w/ Ivan if you're going to talk to her, at least be f'ing polite
[w] Dmitri: is it possible to further increase my Agility attribute?
[w] Ivan -> MacGyverovich: I am being polite im my simpleton way. Now If I was a diplomat, id be ashamed, but as it is, i am authentic
Irina: We have a thick and hearty stew, along with some excellent Vodka.
Ivan: Excellent! Is this enoughf for three servings?
Ivan: offers the salvage
MacGyverovich: Healing [1d6 = 5]
[w] -> Dmitri: Ask me again when you have 80 experience points.
[w] Dmitri: OH
Irina: Sadly no. Meals cost $25 and shots of Vodka are $4 each. Take your pick.
[w] MacGyverovich: oh well, 3 short isn't bad or good either way. so no sense wasting a benny
Ivan: 0.o
Ivan: I think.....I think ill get 3 shots. =) I'd like to buy a round for the old fellow over there =)
[w] MacGyverovich -> Ivan: offer to help her unload her goods, be a guard/bouncer, something
Irina: Very well. (takes $12 worth of salvage and gives you three shots)
[w] Ivan -> MacGyverovich: You'd like to unload Irina's goods, ho ho, thats for sure. :D
Nikolai: I will have a shot also. (gives her $4 worth of salvage)
[w] MacGyverovich -> Ivan: irina =/= hot chick from last visit
Ivan: walks over and approaches the old man, offering him a shot, after giving nikolai his
Nikolai: WOW! I get two shots! This is my lucky day.
[w] Ivan -> MacGyverovich: yah but the point is that I ignored your sound advice and made a lewd comment for no reason :D
Gregor Popov: Thank you young man. (coughs and wheezes, then takes shot in one gulp)
Ivan: Tell me old man, what is your name?
[w] MacGyverovich -> Ivan: but it wasn't when you were talking to her, so you didn't :) i win
Ivan: takes a seat near Gregor
Gregor Popov: Gregor Popov, what is yours young man?
Ivan: I am Ivan Stessel =) Happy meet you comrade
Gregor Popov: Nice to meet you. (coughs, you notice that his skin is a bluish color and he is covered in several layers of blankets)
[w] Ivan: GM smarts to see if I know the illness!
Ivan: Smarts [1d6 = 4]
[w] -> Ivan: you have no idea
[w] MacGyverovich: Let me know when I can try to heal again. It says 10 min a try, but it also says you can't try again 1 hr after the wound is taken
MacGyverovich: Smarts [1d6 = 11]
Nick (MacGyverovich): :)
Ivan: Tell me good sir Gregor, what did you do before the war?
Gregor Popov: Which war?
Ivan: Bwa ha ha! Ah the hell outside my good comrade!
Gregor Popov: I sat upstairs, waiting to die. Now I sit down here, waiting to die and watching horrors I know all too well come back to haunt me a second time.
Irina: Now now! Don't disturb poor Gregor too much. And don't pay any heed to his crazy stories.
Ivan: I' just be paying my respects to an old comrade, a true russian! (raises his shotglass to Gregor)
Gregor Popov: (smiles weakly)
Nikolai: Well Comrade Ivan, I think we should head back, it is not too far of a walk and the others should get a chance to have some vodka or a meal.
Ivan: Really? but ive barely heard of the old times! I want to hear of what this place was like before the war!
Nick (MacGyverovich): Drag him back by force, Nikolai
Nikolai: Okay, well it is not that far away. I will head back then.
Ivan: salutes Nikolai. I mean he has been bought off enough heh
Nikolai: (walks across the street to point "A")
Nikolai: (looks at Dmitri) meals are $25, a shot of vodka is $4.
Dmitri: UGH
Dmitri: that's a bit painful
Gregor Popov: (doesn't look interested in talking unless you have a question to ask)
Nikolai: No kidding
Dmitri: wait, where's Ivan?
Nikolai: Talking to the old guy.
Dmitri: aw, damn
Dmitri: I had my hopes up
Tack (Ivan): hrm....
Dmitri: DUDE HOW MUCH DID YOU SELL HIM FOR
Nikolai: Oooh wait...that is a BRILLIANT idea comrade!
Ivan: Well I hate to see a comrade suffer, so let me know Gregor if there's anyway I can help ya!
Kazemi (Dmitri): how to communists laugh?
Tack (Ivan): the same as the communist over there to avoid looking rebellious
Gregor Popov: Hope I die soon, so I can leave this world behind. Darkness is coming, and I do not want to be here to see it.
Gregor Popov: That is how you can help me.
Ivan: o.o
Ivan: May you find what you seek good sir.
Dmitri: Well, who's next to go?
Ivan: Walks over to the reporter....
Ivan: Kn English [1d4 = 2]
Ivan is using a benny
Ivan: Kn English [1d4 = 15]
Ivan: Good day! It's nice to see you again! What can such a brillant reporter tell me of the bigger picture in the War? All i see is the streets!
Daniel Stern: Wow, your English is a lot better than last time.
Tack (Ivan): I used a bennie on a non combat, non SNEEKY roll.
GM: And I'm so amused, I'll give you the benny back.
Ivan: I was too sober to speak proper English the last time :D
Daniel Stern: I see.
Daniel Stern: I feel that way about English sometimes also.
Daniel Stern: Unfortunately I do not have much to tell you, I have no communication with the outside world. All I can do is write up my news stories and hope that I live long enough to see them published.
Daniel Stern: Although I spend a lot of time here, I might be able to answer a few questions about the others who frequent this place.
MacGyverovich: So, who else is going? Someone needs to keep an eye on Ivan, at least
Dmitri: I'll go
Dmitri: Pavel, Oleg, Boris, one of you want to come with me?
Pavel: Sure
Tack (Ivan): SNEAKING
Dmitri: alright, let's head out
Dmitri: we'll probably have to drag Ivan back, but he shouldn't be sober enough to put up a fight
Dmitri: heads off to the Celler
Ivan: Oh! Whats the deal with Gregor?
Daniel Stern: He was a Colonel in the Russian army under the Tsar. He fought the Germans during the Great War, and on both sides during the revolution that followed. He does not appear to have any political beliefs any more.
Daniel Stern: He does not sleep well at nights. I do not speak Russian, but I can tell when someone else is having a nightmare. Regardless of language.
Pavel: (heads to cellar)
Ivan: Dang, poor comrade. I guess there's nay that can be done....:\
Nick (MacGyverovich): That reminds me...I was playing an Agatha Christie adventure game the other day, and they were calling him "Mr. Hitler". Was kinda amusing
Daniel Stern: I'd guess not.
[w] -> MacGyverovich: Notice check please
Gregor Popov: Soviet Infantry: Notice [Trait roll was a natural 1] [1d6 = 3]
[w] MacGyverovich: can you whisper checks?
[w] -> MacGyverovich: Not in this ruleset.
Ivan: Anything on Titov? Hes another bizzare one.
MacGyverovich: Notice [1d6 = 7]
Daniel Stern: I am not quite sure about him. He is a firm believer in Stalin and Communism. I think. Or maybe he just pretends to be. Mostly when I see him in here, he looks like he is three bottles of Vodka over his limit, before he makes it in the door.
[w] -> MacGyverovich: You see Nazis coming toward you from the south. A lot of Nazis. And maybe a tank.
Ivan: Ah thanks for your time and thanks for letting me practice my English. If you want me to try sending any of your articles back to teh states, I can try and smuggle it them through. Let me know. :D
Daniel Stern: Thank you, but I sure that get you shot by the NKVD.
GM: (clearly Ivan's English skills are starting to fail him...)
MacGyverovich: Boris! Oleg! On your feet!! We've got company!!!
Tack (Ivan): No miracle roll or bennie spendage can pick this one up? noooooo
MacGyverovich: You two, Nikolai!
Oleg: Are they bringing food?
Boris: Are they cute?
Nikolai: Do they have vodka?
MacGyverovich: Not that kind of company!!
Boris: Prostitutes?
Oleg: In-laws? But this time I have a gun!
Nick (MacGyverovich): Points at the tank
Nikolai: Oh sheet!
Kazemi (Dmitri): I like Oleg
MacGyverovich: That kind. Get ready, and stay quiet. We need to defend the Cellar at all costs
Nikolai: I'm going to go get Pavel, Dmitri, and Ivan. (runs before anyone can stop him)
Kazemi (Dmitri): I also like Nikolai
Nikolai: (runs into the Cellar) Guys! We need help. Lots of Fascists are coming to destroy the Cellar!
Dmitri: Well, that was fun
Soviet Infantry: Quick! Defend the Cellar with our lives!
MacGyverovich: Idiot. There goes our element of surprise
Dmitri: GOGOGO!
Ivan: HOLY BALLS NOT THE CELLAR! (Runs up and out before pulling out a gun, respectful of Irina's wishes)
Dmitri: Nikolai, lead the way!
Soviet Infantry: (all of the Soviets in the Cellar head outside and take up defensive positions around the building)
Pavel: (runs back to the building where the squad is)
[w] MacGyverovich: Does it appear that the Ov Squad has seen the tank yet?
Kazemi (Dmitri): which also includes our building?
Nikolai: Don't worry Irina! I will stay here to protect the Vodka....err...I mean you.
[w] -> MacGyverovich: Yes.
Pavel: Incoming!
Andrej Movenchkin: From the sound, I would say they are 81mm Mortars. This is a large assault my friends.
Andrej Movenchkin: (runs up to the window and points his sniper rifle at the Nazis)
Pavel: Umm...where did he come from?
Dmitri: The Celler
Dmitri: turns out it's full of patriots
Pavel: [4d8 = 12]
Dmitri: aims out the window as well
GM: A mortar shell explodes outside, sending debris flying into the air.
Dmitri: Notice [1d4 = 10]
MacGyverovich: Notice [1d6 = 7]
GM: It looks like an entire company of Fascists, complete with tank support and artillery, is approaching you from the south.
Pavel: Well, at least they don't have planes.
You hear the whine of Stukas overhead.
Ivan: Well HELL, we cant just turtle, they brought heavy shit. Gonna have to charge and force em to fight like men!
Dmitri: Pavel, shut up
Andrej Movenchkin: Indeed comrade, this is not a battle that can be won by defense.
[w] Ivan: GM i can see MacGyverovich from where I am now?
Kazemi (Dmitri): who's here, Movenchkin and our squad?
[w] -> Ivan: Yes, he is in the building in point A, assuming you are not in the basement of the Cellar, he would be visible.
Mac, Ivan, Dmitri, Movenchkin, Pavel, Oleg, and Boris are in the building. Scattered around the outside of the cellar is another 6 Soviet infantry.
Ivan: MacGyverovich! We must take initiative and dictate the battle!
Boris: Incoming!
Boris: [4d8 = 19]
Another mortar shell explodes in the street, one of the Soviets near the Cellar explodes in a shower of crimson gore.
Ivan: There is no glory in dying like rats in a cage! We must strike them!
Andrej Movenchkin: Yes, much like the French at the battle of Calais, to stay here in the face of superior firepower is to invite death.
Kazemi (Dmitri): AWESOME
Boris: French?
Pavel: Calais?
MacGyverovich: If we attack here, the Cellar will be at risk. We need to lead them away from it, towards more of our comrades
Kazemi (Dmitri): unfortunately, our map does not go any furthor south
Tack (Ivan): Who IS THAT guy! lol
Oleg: WTF?
[w] Dmitri: can I tell if he's a Wild Card?
Dmitri: Notice [1d4 = 3]
Andrej Movenchkin: Shooting [1d6 = 13]
[w] -> Dmitri: No. But you can assume all you want.
Andrej Movenchkin: M1930G Sniper damage [2d8+1d6+1 = 17]
Nazi Wehrmacht Officer: Ack! Du bist ein grosses popoloch! (dies)
MacGyverovich: Notice [1d6 = 10]
Andrej Movenchkin: Dmitri, pick off their officers, it will slow their attack.
Dmitri: Sure thing
[w] -> MacGyverovich: What are you attempting to notice?
Dmitri: Shooting [1d6 = 4]
Dmitri is using a benny
Dmitri: Shooting [1d12 = 8]
Kazemi (Dmitri): more acceptable
GM: You hit.
Dmitri: Mosin-Nagant damage [2d8 = 7]
[w] MacGyverovich: Numbers of men, both sides
GM: The officer appears to be stunned.
GM: They are at a range of 80 for purposes of shooting at them.
[w] MacGyverovich: and why that officer died for no reason
[w] -> MacGyverovich: All told, the Soviets are outnumbered about 8:1. The Officer died because Andrej shot him.
[w] -> MacGyverovich: Plus the Germans have artillery, tanks, and Luftwaffe support.
Kazemi (Dmitri): after I hit
Dmitri: Whoops
Ivan: Appears to be thinking. This is a dangerous and unprecidented affair.
TADM: WAIT! We should stop for the night. I do not allow out of character role-playing! Bad Tack.
Kazemi (Dmitri): but I still have 4 bennies...
Andrej Movenchkin: Shooting [Trait roll was a natural 1] [1d6 = 10]
Andrej Movenchkin: Andrej Movenchkin: M1930G Sniper damage [2d8+1 = 14]
Tack (Ivan): Sadly, there will be no playing dead today. Silly shot up threads look like they are factory sealed, MIB to me......
Nazi Wehrmacht Officer: Ack! Mein leben! Warum hast du mich tot machen?
[w] MacGyverovich: How far is the tank, and the artillery?
Andrej Movenchkin: Du bist ein schlechte personnen! Und Sie kein gluck haben.
Pavel: Okay, the sniper dude is getting on my nerves. Now he speaks German.
Nick (MacGyverovich): He's a spy! Shoot him!!
Boris: I think this makes him a traitor.
[w] -> MacGyverovich: You can't see the artillery. The Tank is about 75 away.
Oleg: Right, you guys are welcome to try and kill him. Let me know how that works out for you. I'm not keen on rolling a new character.
Pavel: Umm...we're redshirts. We don't have a real character sheet.
Oleg: CRAP!
Dmitri: If he were a traitor to us he wouldn't be shooting at them
Ivan: MacGyverovich! What is the plan!
Kazemi (Dmitri): unfortunately, this lowers the odds that he dies and I get his gun
Boris: I was going to say something about that being a clever ploy...but I've changed my opinion and Oleg is right.
Dmitri: That's some fancy linguistics you've got there, Movenchkin
Dmitri: Gotta be some sweet story behind that
Andrej Movenchkin: If you spend too long in this city, you pick up the enemy's language.
GM: Anyone who wants to shoot can. The TN to hit is 8.
Pavel: [1d6 = 5]
Ivan: Shooting [Trait roll was a natural 1] [1d6-2 = 3]
Oleg: [1d6 = 10]
Boris: [1d6 = 5]
[w] MacGyverovich -> Dmitri: Let him kill Krauts now, but keep an eye on him. We can interrogate him later
MacGyverovich: Shooting [1d6 = 11]
Oleg: Soviet Infantry: Mosin-Nagant damage [2d8+1 = 11]
Dmitri: Shooting [1d12 = 3]
Dmitri is using a benny
Dmitri: Shooting [Trait roll was a natural 1] [1d6 = 4]
Kazemi (Dmitri): STFU
Nazi Infantry: Gurgle!
Oleg: WOW! I'm totally badass! I just killed one! Yay me!
GM: Mac hits also.
Tack (Ivan): pew pew!
MacGyverovich: Mosin-Nagant damage [2d8 = 9]
GM: One of the Infantry seems to be stunned, he falls behind cover.
Oleg: Incoming!
Nazi Infantry: [4d8 = 20]
Tack (Ivan): Oooh! I want to KS that solider!
Nazi Infantry: [4d8 = 21]
Nazi Infantry: [1d8 = 8]
Nazi Infantry: [1d8 = 6]
The first shell explodes outside, sending debris flying into the air. Another of the Soviets outside sreams in pain.
The second shell detonates right between the Cellar and the house the squad is in. It must have hit a gas main or something, because the resulting fireball knocks everyone to the ground.
GM: Everyone needs to make an Agility check or be shaken.
Pavel: [1d6 = 5]
Ivan: Agility [1d4 = 5]
Oleg: [1d6 = 1]
Boris: [1d6 = 1]
MacGyverovich: Agility [1d6 = 3]
Dmitri: Agility [1d12 = 9]
Ivan: (that would be a 3 with penalty in it, so...)
MacGyverovich is using a benny
MacGyverovich: Agility [1d6 = 2]
Andrej Movenchkin: Andrej Movenchkin: Agility [Trait roll was a natural 1] [1d6 = 11]
Nick (MacGyverovich): grrr...and i just raised that stat
GM: Everyone who failed the Agility check make a Spirit check.
Oleg: [1d6 = 6]
MacGyverovich: Spirit [1d6 = 5]
Boris: [1d6 = 5]
Ivan: Spirit [1d10-2 = 1]
Andrej Movenchkin: Okay, staying here will get us killed. Mac and Dmitri grab Ivan. Everyone follow me.
Andrej Movenchkin: (runs into the basement of the house)
Pavel: Follow the dude.
Oleg: Yep
Tack (Ivan): This guy is pro!
Dmitri: Yessir
Boris: I'm there
Dmitri: Grabs Ivan
Nick (MacGyverovich): Helps, since he's such a fatass
Andrej Movenchkin: (Stops next to a grate in the floor, pulls a Panzerfaust from his pack.) FIRE IN THE HOLE!
MacGyverovich: Wait, where are we going? Are we leaving our comrades to die?
Pavel: Umm...he's using a Fascist weapon.
Oleg: Shh...we don't want to die.
MacGyverovich: We can't just abandon them!!
The Panzerfaust rocket blows through the grate, revealing an entrance to the sewers.
Andrej Movenchkin: Quickly, we need to head north and knock out the mortars before the Fascists charge. If we are lucky they will panic at the attack behind their lines and call off the assault.
Boris: I like the traitor's style. I say we keep him.
Nikolai: thish ish some gooood Vokda....
[w] MacGyverovich: Okay. That answers some of my question. We're still likely to be viewed as traitors though, right? Especially if the Cellar is lost
Dmitri: Boris, yes. Nikolai, gimme that
Dmitri: You lose Vodka privilages for a week
Irina: That's enough, be quiet so the people who are actually doing something can do something.
Andrej Movenchkin: (hops into the sewer, keeping his gun clear of the water, heads north)
Pavel: What an amazing smell you've discovered!
MacGyverovich: We'd better hurry, or the cellar will be lost in no time
Daniel Stern: HEY! No random Star Wars quotes! The movie has not been made yet.
Nick (MacGyverovich): Damn. Stole my line (2nd, not the 1st)
Nick (MacGyverovich): On the count of kick
Ivan: Dazed and confused
Pavel, Oleg, and Boris head into the sewers.
GM: Ivan, make a Spirit check.
Ivan: Spirit [1d6-2 = 7]
Ivan recovers from being Shaken.
Ivan: :D!
MacGyverovich: Well, since that happened, I better stay here and help hold off the advance as best I can. I'd be dead from the sewage before I could help anyway
Dmitri: Suit yourself, but I'm going to go add some Artillery to my kill count
GM: Who's going with Andrej, Boris, Pavel, and Oleg?
Kazemi (Dmitri): I am
Ivan: Oh Im down for this!
MacGyverovich: Not I. Goes back upstairs
Ivan: This is just the plan I wanted! Take it to them!
GM: Soviet Infantry: Agility [1d6 = 2]
Everyone except Mac slogs through the sewer. It is going to take 8 rounds to reach the spot Andrej is headed towards.
Nick (MacGyverovich): Either I have to reroll, or everyone else will. But I know what happened the last time I left my post
So we will burn through Mac's 8 rounds first.
Kazemi (Dmitri): you mean when you were dragged off to interrogation?
Nazi Infantry: Shooting [Trait roll was a natural 1] [1d6 = 1]
Tack (Ivan): Dude Andrej is pro. Nothing bad is going to happen today
Nazi Infantry: Shooting [1d6 = 16]
Nazi Infantry: Shooting [1d6 = 2]
Nazi Infantry: Shooting [1d6 = 2]
Nazi Infantry: Shooting [1d6 = 4]
Nazi Infantry: Shooting [1d6 = 9]
Nazi Infantry: Shooting [Trait roll was a natural 1] [1d6 = 1]
Nazi Infantry: Shooting [1d6 = 4]
Nazi Infantry: MP40 damage [2d6-1 = 8]
Nazi Infantry: MP40 damage [Raise] [3d6-1 = 7]
Nazi Infantry: [4d8 = 15]
Nazi Infantry: [4d8 = 21]
Nazi Infantry: [4d8 = 29]
Nazi Infantry: [4d8 = 17]
Nazi Infantry: [1d10 = 3]
Nazi Infantry: [1d8 = 1]
Nazi Infantry: [1d8 = 3]
Nazi Infantry: [1d8 = 7]
Nazi Infantry: PZ IIIG: 50L60 damage [2d8 = 4]
Nazi Infantry: PZ IIIG: 50L60 damage [2d8 = 7]
Nazi Infantry: PZ IIIG: 50L60 damage [2d8 = 5]
GM: Okay Nick, make 5 Vigor checks.
Tack (Ivan): ooh boy
MacGyverovich: Vigor [1d6-1 = 2]
MacGyverovich is using a benny
MacGyverovich: Vigor [1d6 = 8]
GM: Prodigious use of bennies would be good.
Kazemi (Dmitri): LOL
MacGyverovich: Vigor [1d6 = 10]
GM: Less than a 3 is very bad.
MacGyverovich: Vigor [1d6 = 13]
MacGyverovich: Vigor [1d6 = 5]
MacGyverovich: Vigor [1d6 = 4]
The house at Point A is shelled into the ground. Several Stukas drop bombs on the area. The incessant rattle of SMG fire fills the streets. The Soviets around the Cellar die. Reinforcements rushing to stop the Fascist advance erupt into piles of gore as mortar and tank shells tear the area apart.
At one point a Stuka bomb hits the side of the house and the shockwave throws Mac out of the building and into the streets.
Tack (Ivan): TAKING IT TO THE STREETS, EH MAC?
GM: Roll 2d6 Nick.
MacGyverovich: [2d6 = 6]
[w] MacGyverovich -> Ivan: made a really stupid choice, didn't I?
The world grows quiet for Mac as the concussion blast leaves him temporarily deaf.
GM: Roll another D6 Nick.
[w] MacGyverovich -> MacGyverovich: made a very stupid choice, didn't I?
[w] MacGyverovich: made a very stupid choice, didn't I?
MacGyverovich: [1d6 = 6]
[w] Ivan -> MacGyverovich: How many stalingrad...ok how many GOOD stalingrad movies have 100% of the characters live? Get in the mood!
Nick (MacGyverovich): ok, that was a roll
Another shell lands near Mac, the explosion from it sends him flying into the side of a building. He not only feels but HEARS several of his ribs break.
Pavel: Man, that had to hurt.
Kazemi (Dmitri): and he's deaf!
Nikolai: I don't think that is something Vodka can fix.
As he slides to the ground, a broken and almost lifeless corpse, another shell detonates overhead, dropping part of the building on top of him and burying him beneath a pile of debris.
Tack (Ivan): What? Vodka is the source, and solution to all problems!
Oleg: Damn, and he passed all his Vigor checks. I'd hate to see what happened if he failed.
Pavel: (gasps)
Nikolai: Thish GM is a heartedless besterd....I'll drink some Vodka in Mac's memory.
Irina: Wait, does this mean the Cellar is still intact?
GM: Yes. Now back to the rest of the group...
MacGyverovich: Attempts a shot on Nikolai before I die
MacGyverovich: Shooting [Trait roll was a natural 1] [1d6 = 7]
The shelling continues overhead as everyone else slogs through the sewers. It is cold, wet, smelly, and nasty.
Oleg: I think I have feces stuck to my uniform.
Pavel: TMI!
Ivan: Notice [Trait roll was a natural 1] [1d6 = 2]
After eight rounds of pushing through the sewer system, you reach a manhole cover blown open by the battles overhead. You hear Germans yelling and the thump sound of a mortar firing.
Andrej Movenchkin: (slings rifle, climbs up the rungs to the street) Now comrades!
Ivan: brandishes his knife. Old slashy.
GM: What's the order for going up the ladder?
Pavel: I vote last.
Ivan: OOOH OOH ME!!!
Dmitri: readies rifle
Oleg: Dammit, Pavel spoke before I could.
Boris: Can I guard the escape route?
Dmitri: meh, I'll go first
Dmitri: I'm luckiest and the first one is least likely to get shot
Dmitri: heads up
Ivan: 0.o
Kazemi (Dmitri): plus, I am LOADED with combat options
Tack (Ivan): All yours mike.
Andrej Movenchkin: (climbs through the hole and into the street, you hear Germans shouting and a couple gunshots)
Dmitri: follows
GM: Your turn Dmitri.
GM: Notice check when you get to the top.
Dmitri: Notice [1d6 = 5]
There are two German mortars, each crewed by three Germans. Nearby is an MG42 pointing north toward the front lines. Everything is piled up behind sandbags. Whirling amidst the Germans is Andrej, wielding an archaic looking sword. It looks like two Germans were so surprised at his appearance that they shot each other.
GM: Your action Mike.
Kazemi (Dmitri): which one looks in charge?
The one with half his head sheared off about a meter to your left.
Kazemi (Dmitri): which one looks most dangerous?
Andrej.
Kazemi (Dmitri): bastard
Tack (Ivan): lol nice questions 0/2
GM: Oh wait, do you mean, "Which German looks most dangerous?"
Kazemi (Dmitri): yes please
Okay, that would be the German who is trying to rotate the MG42 to fire at Andrej.
[w] MacGyverovich: Since I'm pretty much out at this point, there's really no need for me to be on anymore tonight, is there?
Dmitri: I crack a shot into his forehead
[w] -> MacGyverovich: Not really, if you need to bail feel free to do so.
Dmitri: Shooting [1d6 = 3]
Dmitri is using a benny
Dmitri: Shooting [1d12 = 13]
Kazemi (Dmitri): BETTER
[w] -> MacGyverovich: Let me know if you want to keep this guy or make a new one.
Dmitri: Mosin-Nagant damage [Raise] [3d8+4 = 17]
MacGyverovich: w/ You have the knowledge here, so whichever you think would be a) better for the other two, and b) still be fun for me to play
The guy's head explodes like an overripe melon.
GM: Ivan's turn.
[w] MacGyverovich: You have the knowledge here, so whichever you think would be a) better for the other two, and b) still be fun for me to play
Kazemi (Dmitri): I
Nick (MacGyverovich): idiot. all guys
[w] Ivan -> MacGyverovich: Whatever you have fun with man. I went into this game knowing that a good war "good" is going to kill as many good men. So i didnt make a cute character. You on the other hand did invest time and clearly care so....I dunno.
[w] -> MacGyverovich: Whatever is the most fun for you to play. Doesn't really matter what you decide to do. If you like this guy keep playing him. He's not dead.
[w] -> MacGyverovich: Plus I have an idea of something amusing to happen to him while he is having a "near-death" experience.
[w] MacGyverovich: Okay. That works for me. Makes more sense this way, since I can't play next week
Ivan: Notice [1d4 = 6]
There are four Germans left standing. They are all focused on Andrej.
Nick (MacGyverovich): I'm out for the night, so I'll tty in two weeks, guys
Tack (Ivan): seeya holmes.
[w] MacGyverovich: Just PM me the mini-quest on the forum. I have the main book here if I need help
[w] -> Ivan: Something your character notices, Andrej is using an old Tsarist era cavalry sabre. Ivan only knows this because he has seen one before, a long time ago, in a chest that belonged to his great-grandfather.
[w] -> MacGyverovich: Okay.
Ivan: I will overtly brandish my knife like a psyhco and taunt them!
Ivan: Charge!@
Ivan: Taunt [1d6-2 = 0]
Ivan is using a benny
Ivan: Taunt [1d6-2 = 7]
Nazi Infantry: Smarts [1d6 = 5]
Nazi Infantry: Such ferocious taunting! I am Shaken by the scariness of your taunts!
Pavel: It has to be the knife, because you can't understand a word he is saying.
Nazi Infantry: Good point, do I get a bonus for not understanding what he is saying?
Oleg: SHUT UP PAVEL!
GM: No.
Boris: w/ GM, can I kill Pavel in his sleep later?
Pavel: Hey, I saw that!
Kazemi (Dmitri): lol
Pavel: Climbs up the stairs, shoots any available Nazi that has no chance of accidentally teamkilling.
Pavel: [1d6 = 5]
Pavel: Soviet Infantry: Mosin-Nagant damage [2d8+1 = 5]
You kill the one that was panicked by Ivan's sudden appearance.
Oleg: Dude, I think he just stole Ivan's kill.
Nikolai: bashturd!
Tack (Ivan): KSing bastard! nah its fine ;D
Oleg: Climbs up the stairs. Shoots Pavel.
Oleg: Err...I mean, a Nazi.
Oleg: [1d6 = 13]
Kazemi (Dmitri): YOU YOU YOU YOU
Oleg: Soviet Infantry: Mosin-Nagant damage [Raise] [3d8+1 = 8]
Oleg: Holy crap! I am on fire tonght!
Oleg drops a Nazi with an impressive shot through the chest.
Boris: I guard the escape route.
Nazi Infantry: We all try to kill the scary guy with the sword.
Nazi Infantry: [1d6 = 2]
Nazi Infantry: [1d6 = 3]
Nazi Infantry: [1d6 = 2]
GM: You all miss.
Nazi Infantry: Oh snap.
Andrej Movenchkin: Fighting [1d12 = 8]
Andrej Movenchkin: Andrej Movenchkin: Cavalry Sabre damage [2d8 = 14]
There is a whirl of his sword and all three of the Germans stagger backwards, mortally injured.
Tack (Ivan): HAT TRICK!
Nazi Infantry: I feel totally repressed.
Nazi Infantry: Hey wait, can we read the rules for the Sweep edge?
GM: Sure, you are dead, you can do whatever you want.
Nazi Infantry: Sigh.
Kazemi (Dmitri): ROFL
Andrej Movenchkin: Quickly now, Dmitri, man the MG42 and start shooting at the Fascists. Oleg and Ivan, help me with the mortar. We can use it to shell the enemy tank.
Pavel: What do you want me to do?
Andrej Movenchkin: Keep your mouth shut.
Dmitri: Oooh, goodie
Pavel: Okay...
Pavel: I'm feeling unloved.
Ivan: Shooting [1d6 = 4]
Ivan is using a benny
Ivan: Shooting [Trait roll was a natural 1] [1d6 = 5]
Ivan is using a benny
Dmitri: Shooting [1d12 = 8]
Ivan: Shooting [1d6 = 16]
Kazemi (Dmitri): ROFL
Andrej Movenchkin: Wow.
GM: Okay, roll 4d8+1d6 damage.
Ivan: [4d8 = 21]
Ivan: [1d8 = 4]
Ivan: [1d6 = 1]
GM: Ummm...okay.
Thanks to the extra 1 you do just enough damage to explode the tank on one shot.
Literally.
Tack (Ivan): YUS! WHos KSing now! Hah ha!
Kazemi (Dmitri): OK, looks like I have to make up for this with quantity rather than quality
Tack (Ivan): (Puts another tank notch on his belt)
Okay Dmitri, you spray 4 Germans in the back. Roll 2d8+1d6 damage.
Dmitri: [2d8 = 19]
Dmitri: [1d6 = 1]
The Germans all die, rather gruesomely.
Pavel: Wait! You are all using Fascist weapons, that is illegal!
Oleg: I shoot Pavel.
Tack (Ivan): those two are great
The German attack stalls as they see their tank explode and suddenly come under machine gun fire from the rear.
They scatter, heading back to the south.
Ivan: Waaaaaaagh!
Andrej Movenchkin: Well done comrades. Now quickly, get back to the place you were supposed to be guarding before a Commissar finds you missing.
Andrej Movenchkin: Until we meet again.
Ivan: 0.o
Andrej Movenchkin: (heads south after the retreating Germans)
Boris: Does that guy scare you?
Ivan: Damn that guy was a real comrade
Oleg: I'm not answering until I'm sure he is out of earshot.
Dmitri: you'll never be out of earshot
Dmitri: heads back
Ivan: Acts like a kid who just saw a superhero movie. That guy was SOOOO cool
Ivan: Heads back as well.
Pavel, Oleg, and Boris head back also.
Ivan: Yay!
Ivan: We got quite a few of em today. Though we should prolly check on Irina and Mac
Nikolai: Helsh there...Irnia is fine...yessirree...the Cellarsh was damaged-un.
Nikolai: Looks...I haz some vokda fur yous all...
Nikolai: (passes out)
Ivan: Ivan seems to understand Nikolai much better now.
Ivan: BWaha ha ha! Comrade! Lets get you back to our new home for now.
Boris: I think he still has some blood in his alcohol stream.
Ivan: :D
Oleg: Nope.
Oleg: I'd say he's about 0.75 or better.
[w] Ivan -> Dmitri: you want to go look for mac?
Pavel: From the smell, I'd guess 1.1.
[w] Dmitri: yeah, I think that'd bbe a good idea
[w] Dmitri -> Ivan: Yeah, I think that'd be a good idea
Ivan: Bah! numbers! All this means is that he is one of us, a comrade! Lets take care of him, shall we? Bwa ha ha
Near a building about thirty feet from the Cellar, you see a group of Russian soldiers.
GM: Pavel, Oleg, and Boris take Nikolai inside, leaving Ivan and Dmitri outside.
GM: Notice checks.
Ivan: Notice [1d4 = 7]
Ivan: (5)
Dmitri: Notice [1d4 = 3]
Dmitri is using a benny
Dmitri: Notice [1d6 = 3]
Dmitri is using a benny
Dmitri: Notice [1d6 = 10]
Kazemi (Dmitri): UNACCEPTABLE
These are not like the other soldiers you have seen in this part of Stalingrad. They are armed with SMGs, their uniforms are immaculately clean, and it is obvious they are not part of the regular army.
Tack (Ivan): The real question is how did Andrej deal with the aircraft XD
GM: They were low on fuel and had to turn back.
GM: Don't use your logic on me.
Ivan: Greetings Comrades!
They are rooting around near a collapsed wall, carefully moving debris aside.
Dmitri: Do you need assistance, Comrades?
Soviet Officer: You there, conscripts. Come over here and help us move this debris.
Dmitri: Alright
Ivan: Climbing [1d6 = 3]
Ivan: Strength [1d8 = 22]
Dmitri: Strength [1d6 = 4]
You notice that the unit marking on the officer's uniform reads, "Byuro Paranormalnih Otnoshenii Sovetskogo Soyuza."
Ivan: Smarts [1d4 = 3]
Dmitri: Smarts [1d4 = 2]
Thanks to some amazing digging assistance from Ivan, they clear all the rubble away in about five minutes. Mac is lying beneath the rubble, he looks dead.
Ivan: 50CC of Vodka, STAT
Soviet Officer: That's him. Put him on a stretcher and take him over to the T-34.
Kazemi (Dmitri): OMINOUS VOICE
The officer gestures at a tank that rolls up.
Ivan: What? real medicine?
Several medics begin attending to Mac's wounds.
Ivan: What? we have tanks too?
Ivan: Looks very supirsed
Dmitri: What? Nick is important?
Soviet Officer: Thank you soldiers. Now go back to your posts before I report you to a Commissar for loitering.
Dmitri: Yes sir
Ivan: Sure thing!
Soviet Officer: (directs the entire squad to move out, they carry Mac away.)
Dmitri: I wonder when we'll be getting our Commander back?
Ivan: Uhh....Dmitri, what are we gonna do without Mac?
Dmitri: make money
Campaign saved.