A UNIVERSE OF PLASTIC SPACE FIGHTERS AND ALIENS. IMAGINE D&D CROSSED WITH SQUAD LEADER.
MAKING THE FIGURES AND TERRAIN. RULES DEVELOPMENT, SCENARIOS AND BACKGROUND.

Sunday 7 July 2019

OOps time-warp. Rewinding... MONGO EPISODE 4

Just to recapitulate.. having forgotten to put up the opening of the door to the SciTech module...

YOU pressed his sweaty palm onto the door-pad and the door hissed open. A stinking rotten fetid greenish miasma washed out and over the expectant Verminators as they trained their weapons. 

The sight is not pretty. 11 harpies plus a Bull on the nest entrance makes the hairs on the back of the Verminators' necks rise. (Or would have, if they were not 100 percent depilated for hygiene and safety purposes - their masks should fit with 100 percent seal and wounds not get infected from bacteria on hair.) Anyway, they nearly threw up at the sight.

The Robo-gun did its stuff and opened-up on the  Bull harpy. But the dice were not good. It was blasted and wounded but merely flung back into the module, not killed.

The nearest Harpy leapt to the Bull's defence and it too was mashed by the Robo-gun but, again, not sufficiently unto extermination. A faint air of non-success could be sensed around the module. The same air probably sensed among the 24th Foot at Isandlwana as the dark horde approached.

The only thing left to do was to toss a grenade - this was done but it scatted left, only wounded the Harpy is hit and did not block the door. Was it Friday 13th today ?
 So the Bull and another harpy are wounded in the back area but 9 live ones ready to defend their nest in the Harpies' turn. The Robo -gun has now shot 3 times, we forgot somewhow that it would now start to react less reliably.. ooooohhh.

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