With the code in hand, Ron turns and heads out of the office, starting towards the armory. He stays quiet and keeps an eye out for any sign of trouble, but the station is still and silent. Soon, he finds himself in front of the armory door, and punches the code 4-2-9-1 into the keypad. The small screen above the keypad flashes "ENTRY," and he hears the lock of the door click open. "Huh. There must be a generator or something keeping the armory going. There hasn't been any electricity for a few days." Pushing the door open, Ron is greeted by the sight of a mostly empty armory. Almost all of the weapon racks have been stripped, but there are a few pistols left on a rack on the far side of the room. There's also two shotguns and a submachine gun left. "Not bad at all."
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Bio
Male, 37, 6'2" and well-built. In prime condition for a man approaching his 40's, but it's all muscle built from weight lifting, not cardio activity. Has an unkempt neckbeard and a shaggy mane of brown hair. Of Polish descent.
Weapons
Remington Model 750 (8 rounds loaded / 30 spare rounds)
Glock 17 (15 rounds loaded / 17 spare rounds)
Fire Axe
Passive Abilities
Muscular (+1 in melee combat)
Inventory
-5 methamphetamine injectors (+1 to rolls for 2 rolls, -1 to rolls afterwards for 1 roll)
-Pack of Cigarettes (Opened: 19 remaining)
-Handbook with Sheriff's Notes inside (Armory Code: 4291)
Conditions

John walks over to the counter to see if there's anything useful, but the only things behind it are paperwork and office supplies. With his Neos in hand, he turns and moves to the right stairwell, motioning for Harry to follow him, and opens the door. Just as he does, he hears someone yell, "HEY! If you two happen to not be dead, and in need of some beer and fantastic company we can hook you up. Just don't reflexively maim any of us!" John stops and blinks, then says, "Uh, OK. Don't shoot." As he slowly finishes opening the door, he finds two men and a woman- probably students- all pointing guns at him.
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Bio
Male, 32, has a goatee. Suspected relative of Gordon Freeman.
Weapons
Crowbar
Beretta U22 Neos (18 loaded rounds / 0 spare rounds)
Passive Abilities
Cool Under Pressure (+1 during stressful or dangerous situations)
Inventory
-Bigass Bottle of Vodka (Consumption will dull pain but cause drunkenness; can also be used as fuel for fires and as a disinfectant)
-Roll of Duct Tape
-Mini-Map
Conditions

Bio
Male, 28, about 5'10", lean and rugged, short black hair and black eyes. Wearing a white polo and jeans.
Weapons
.32 Revolver (5 rounds loaded / 0 spare rounds)
Metal Pipe
Condition
Healthy

"I'll open the door, you shoot if anything pops up," Raphael says, moving to the side and grabbing the handle of the trapdoor. "I just hope this ain't a bad idea," Charlie replies, raising his 1911 and pointing at the door. He nods, and Raphael yanks up the trapdoor with a creak. Nothing comes out of the hole, and there are no sounds indicating movement. Charlie slowly advances, gun raised, until he's standing right in front of the hole. "OK, there's a ladder here. It doesn't go down that far, maybe eight feet, and then it looks like there's a tunnel of some kind leading back towards the rest of the store." he reports.
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Bio
Male, 24, tall, lean, and agile. Has black hair, grey eyes, and light skin.
Weapons
M1911 pistol (7 rounds loaded / 249 spare rounds)
-Suppressor attached
Crowbar
Passive Abilities
Free Runner (+1 movement/navigating terrain)
Inventory
-Suppressor for M1911
-Crate of 2x4s (In hardware storefront)
Conditions

"I'll open the door, you shoot if anything pops up," Raphael says, moving to the side and grabbing the handle of the trapdoor. "I just hope this ain't a bad idea," Charlie replies, raising his 1911 and pointing at the door. He nods, and Raphael yanks up the trapdoor with a creak. Nothing comes out of the hole, and there are no sounds indicating movement. Charlie slowly advances, gun raised, until he's standing right in front of the hole. "OK, there's a ladder here. It doesn't go down that far, maybe eight feet, and then it looks like there's a tunnel of some kind leading back towards the rest of the store." he reports.
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Bio
Male, 26, tall, thin. Used to be a paramedic.
Weapons
Metal Pipe
.357 Revolver (6 rounds loaded / 12 spare rounds)
Passive Abilities
First Aid (+1 on healing)
Inventory
-Flashlight
-Bandages
-Utility Knife
-Lighter
Conditions

Fred, Matt, and Chelsea all move to the stairwell and point their guns down at the door. Light shuffling can be heard in the lobby, then it gradually gets louder as the two men downstairs presumably move closer to the door. Matt gestures to not shoot unless it's absolutely necessary. The door begins to creak open, and as soon as it does, Fred yells, "HEY! If you two happen to not be dead, and in need of some beer and fantastic company we can hook you up. Just don't reflexively maim any of us!" The door stops opening and one of the men says, "Uh, OK. Don't shoot." As the door fully opens, they catch sight of a man with a striking goatee wielding a futuristic-looking pistol. Behind him is another man with a revolver.
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Bio
Male, 22, medium height, brown hair. Fairly athletic.
Weapons
M1 Carbine (25 rounds loaded / 50 spare rounds)
Trench Spike
Passive Abilities
Blades: +1 to melee attacks
Inventory
Large Backpack
Backpack
Conditions

Fred, Matt, and Chelsea all move to the stairwell and point their guns down at the door. Light shuffling can be heard in the lobby, then it gradually gets louder as the two men downstairs presumably move closer to the door. Matt gestures to not shoot unless it's absolutely necessary. The door begins to creak open, and as soon as it does, Fred yells, "HEY! If you two happen to not be dead, and in need of some beer and fantastic company we can hook you up. Just don't reflexively maim any of us!" The door stops opening and one of the men says, "Uh, OK. Don't shoot." As the door fully opens, they catch sight of a man with a striking goatee wielding a futuristic-looking pistol. Behind him is another man with a revolver.
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Bio
Male, 23, medium height, thin and lean. Has medium-long brown hair, dark brown eyes, and pale skin. Wearing tennis shoes, jeans, a purple T-shirt, and a grey striped hoody.
Weapons
HK45 (10 loaded rounds / 159 spare rounds)
Fire Axe
Passive Abilities
Adrenaline Rush (Heightened reflexes and senses, slower time, greater strength and alertness when confronted with danger [IE: dire combat, mortal injury, perilous terrain] followed by weakened recovery period)
Inventory
Man-powered LED flashlight
Six-pack of beer
Conditions

Bio
Female, 20, about 5'6", lean, long curly sandy hair and bright blue eyes. Wearing a red hoodie, short cut-off jeans, and black sneakers.
Weapons
CZ 75b (12 rounds loaded / 12 spare rounds)
Condition
Healthy