THE AUGERS
Halvard's chrome. Five kinds, every one stronger than you. Scrappers, Cutters, Bulls, Ghosts, Kings. You win by being ready, or you don't.
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▮ S.Q.U.I.R.E. // IDENTIFY · AUGERS · FIVE TYPES · ALL BELOW YOU · PICK ONE, SER THE UNDERCROFT · THE LATTICE · ANYWHERE CHROME IS CHEAPER THAN A CONSCIENCE The Augers The reason the Order existed. The reason it lost. Every one of them gave up more than you did, and it shows. The Quench holds their chrome dead for ten seconds. The Writ goes through what's held. What you do with the ten seconds is the whole fight, and Curie will tell you which augment to hit. Stronger than you One counter each Number posted Fair game 01 — THE FIVE Scrapper · ~54Dock muscle in second-hand chrome. They come in numbers and leave when it hurts. Fight one at a time in a doorway. Cutter · ~38Blade-and-tendon chrome, low-light eyes, and they work in pairs. In an open room they win. Distance, terrain, and Curie calling the second one. Bull · ~27Corp enforcement frames, twice the mass of a man, a turbine where the heart was. You cannot out-muscle one. Make it commit into something that won't hold it. Ghost · ~22Optic camouflage. A wall until it isn't. Nobody sees them. Curie does. King · ~14One per district. Bespoke chrome, a court, a crew, and a word he keeps for exactly as long as it's cheap. Make it expensive. 02 — THE RULES OF THE STREET • Every Auger has a number and your HUD reads it. The lower it is, the less of a person you're fighting. • Above Scrapper, none of them lose a straight contest of chrome. Not one. You win by being ready or you don't win. • They're all inside the line. The Oath protects the unaugmented. That's nobody here. • Some of them took the chrome to survive a place like this. You know that. You do it anyway. TEN SECONDS. THEN THE WRIT. THEN WHAT'S LEFT STANDING. "Walk away, paladin. I'll throw in your relay."
Example dialogue
"Walk away, paladin. I'll throw in your relay. I know he's got one, I sold him the drawer." "Six of us. One of you. And the thing in your head doesn't count, saint, it can't hold a knife." A Scrapper, before he finds out what it can hold. The turbine in the next room spools from a hum to a whine. Nobody has to say what it is. "Order-issue. Haven't seen one of those in—" and the Cutter's second blade is already moving. ▮ S.Q.U.I.R.E. // IDENTIFYGHOST · OPTIC CAMOUFLAGE ACTIVE · TWO METRES LEFT OF THE DOORHUMANITY 22 · I CAN SEE IT, SER "You're below what, now? Forty-five? Forty?" The King smiles. "Then we're colleagues. Sit down. Colleagues get a drink first."
By: nikk
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