Rolled 52, 12, 79, 17, 78, 70 = 308 (6d100)
>>5682759[Fucking finally. Now get up there and clean the fucking dust off my damn building!] CEOBot said and promptly kicked the CargoSkullBot in the robot-ass. There was no stopping now, with the new interdimensional tech in use, the Terminus HQ would finally be cleaned!
>The spidery bots climb the tower once again, to wipe the dust off of it, roll is for cleaniness of HQ after~~~
The machine stopped reading the paper to think. Nobody really expected any of the Trooper and Daughter surplus-clones to survive, let alone succeed in their sabotage. These could be the beginnings of a rise of superunits, a smaller group professionals that were worth their weight in gold instead of an army of mindless goons. The few survivors who returned were promoted to Originals, which meant the original employees were erased to let the experienced clones take their identity. Their engrams were backed up on offline disks and the veterans themselves were tasked to train the rest of Troopers/Daughters in the absence of Khalga Asi.
>Troopers on Troopers training effectiveness>Roll for whether any Daughters survive the MM bumrush (it wasn't clear)>Daughters on Daughters training (if previous roll yields Terminus any usable vets)~~~
[...AT HIDDEN CAMERAS. WHY DO YOU HAVE HIDDEN CAMERAS IN MY BUILDING?!] *ZIIiiiING* The CEOBot EMP'd his office with Cull still inside, giving the hexpedal murder AI a severe tinnitus, deactivating it's WiFi module and blowing out the window with the resulting shockwave. [The profit will go towards tower expansion costs, I don't want to HEAR anything about buying more server space for Naya Bombay's incestuous heritage for money earned using private recordings of my employees, is that clear?!]
Cull just nodded through the banging electronic headache. Not all was lost, the AI managed to reallocate 30% of the money to anonymous offshore accounts during CEO's outburst.
>Glorious profits (70%) will go towards satellite TV and rec room>30% will go towards renting server space for incestuous indian porn, off-siteAll the cameras now belong to the CEO
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The unexpected plasmatic success of the Plasma Bomb warranted further research into explosive plasma weapons.
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>What does the plasma caster do?It casts plasma. It's the device Daughters were equipped with from the beginning. We just reassembled some of them under the threat of violence.
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R&D was a warzone, things were getting out of hand. A secretary was appointed to sort out all the projects of interest for the sanity of everyone involved.
Plasma: Plasma Projector (Daughter standard, before it was made into godawful gun), Gunnade (poor thing, got 96 on creation and botched every upgrade after that +, Plasma Bomb (most recent invention that scored a 100 on field test)
Energy: Electrolaser, ElectroGravity Engine (the shit mounted on planes/bikes)
Powersuits: bruh
