Ambush at Station 44-Delta (End!)

[sahasrahla]

Summary: The Space Fuckers have traveled to a remote desert planet in response to an extremely generous job offer to deal with some troublesome insurgents.



Commander James Schlanger, PhD: We’ve never worked with these guys before, and they have no references, but their offer was too good to just ignore.

Vyala: Can we trust them?

James: Some of our boys will be waiting in the other room just in case. Apparently they were promised free beer. I figure we’ll sit through their silly meeting, throw our weight around a little, and make some serious money.

Vyala: If that pleases you, sir.



Captain Maya: Welcome, Commander Schlanger. You’re right on time.



James: WHAT?? PEACHES?!

Maya: So sorry to disappoint you. But you see, we’ve been offered quite a lot of money to put an end to your disgustingly racist ways, and now we have you trapped in our base, and we’ve gotten your guards dead drunk, and you are at our mercy.

James: Ha! My boys shoot straighter the drunker they get!



Maya: …Irregardless, I am afraid this is the end of the road for you, Commander Schlanger!



James: “Irregardless” ain’t a word, you dumb bitch.



Redshirt: No!

Lt. RoboKurt: Soldiers! Destroy the Space Fuckers!



Peach troops: Hut hut hut!



Space Fucker: Did you hear what I heard?

Space Fucker 2: Boiiiii, you better believe it!

Space Fucker 3: Guns time!!

Meanwhile…



Dr. Korgo: Vat is all these noise? Dhey are interrupting my vork!


Welcome to Ambush at Station 44-Delta! There are three factions to this forum battle: the Space Fuckers, the Peach Mercs, and Dr. Korgo's cyborgs. The latter two are allied, but Korgo has his own reasons for shacking up with the peaches...

This is a two-part forum battle, with two more secret factions available who will appear when the time is right. The Space Fuckers' objective is for James and Vyala to escape the station and hopefully kill as many peaches along the way as possible. The Peach Mercs obviously want to destroy the Space Fuckers. Korgo wants to harvest genetic material for his cybernetik experiments. Initiative is decided by how fast orders are sent in, and each turn will have a three-day deadline before I NPC your team, unless delays happen on my end.

Overwatch:



The station exit is past the gangplank in the northern sector of the station. Cmdr James (and as many Space Fuckers as survive) needs to escape there.







Signups!

Space Fuckers: Omega Prime
Peach Mercs: Stalinsfavoritekhat
Dr. Korgo: Texhnophille
Secret Faction 1: Duerer
Secret Faction 2: Ninja_bait

[Duerer]

Hit me with secret faction 1.

[ninja_bait]

secret faction nummmmber two please

[Omega Prime]

Space fuckers please

[Tzan]

I love the faction name "Space Fuckers" are they new?

What could possibly go wrong at "Ambush Station .44"

[sahasrahla]

I love the faction name "Space Fuckers" are they new?

What could possibly go wrong at "Ambush Station .44"

pretty new, this ain't their first time on the field but it is their first forum battle

[stubby]

James: “Irregardless” ain’t a word

Intensely satisfying, even despite the redshirt

[BriksKrieg]

Hit me up with them Peach Mercs. plz

[Texhnophille]

Dr. Korgo please.

[Duerer]

Not sure if I did already but I really gotta commend the assault rifle design for these fuckers!

[sahasrahla]

All spots claimed, PMs sent out, let the games begin!
Secret factions, sit tight, I'll let you know when it's time to party.

Not sure if I did already but I really gotta commend the assault rifle design for these fuckers!

thanks bro

[BriksKrieg]

All spots claimed, PMs sent out, let the games begin!
Secret factions, sit tight, I'll let you know when it's time to party.

I'm so flippin' excited! Can't wait to start!

[Texhnophille]

cranks up Sonic Mayhem soundtrack to maximum

[BriksKrieg]

cranks up Sonic Mayhem soundtrack to maximum

Yes

[sahasrahla]

TURN 1!

Peach Mercs:



The shotgun guys and troops on the catwalk take up ready positions to attack anyone who dares try to escape



Lt. RoboKurt shoots at Vyala, but misses. Captain Maya generates an energy shield [Feat Successful!] and shoots at Schlanger, but can't beat his armor.

Cyborgs:



Dr. Korgo activates two of the stasis pods



He then advances and fires at the Space Fuckers, but unfortunately the shotgun range penalty means that he can't quite kill any of them.



Two cyborgs lurch into consciousness, ready to serve on the next turn.



Two Space Fuckers immediately rush for the exit and fire on the shotgun guys, but miss



One goes down to response fire



Three Space Fuckers and Vyala all team fire on Cpt. Maya, and even her deflection shield can't stop them from dealing one HP of damage. She has two remaining



Cmdr. Schlanger attempts to utilize his mastery of space physiks to crush the peach leaders, but the table is a little too heavy for him [Feat Failed]



Frustrated in that attempt, he still manages to shoot the lieutenant and kill him

OVERWATCHES:







Kill Table!
Space Fuckers: 1, and 1 KIA
Peach Mercs: 1, and Lt. RoboKurt KIA
Cyborgs: 0

I rolled crap for everyone this turn, so I apologize for the lack of blood and death. But send in orders for turn 2! Deadline is midnight on Wednesday.