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Hi,

I think I'm going to have to drop. Things have become more hectic at work than I expected, and it's not going to be easier over Christmas when I also have family commitments. Also, I hadn't anticipated how hard learning a new rules system would be. Sorry. But please feel free to kill off Ingrid in a way that brings home the violence inherent in the 40k universe.

Yours (apologetically),

Jon

40 +5comrade=45:: 1d100 ⇒ 39damage: 1d10 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9

"Okay, I love you after all!" I kiss the lasgun's butt as the shot strikes home against the Runtherd.

Bleh, sorry, Jonahken is me. Apologies.

I'm not sure - how many rounds does it take to assemble fully? Alternatively, what are my options for clearing my lasgun jam?

"Hi-tech piece of junk," Ingrid snaps, shoving her lasgun aside in frustration as she begins to break out the pieces of her trusty heavy-stubber and assemble the heavy weapon...

So the above is impossible, due to weapon disassembly rules I wasn't aware of. No problem, instead we'll shoot with our lasguns

"Busy day!" I snap, throwing myself down, drawing a bead on one of the larger greenskins, and squeezing the trigger...

40 +5comrade +10 short range=55: 1d100 ⇒ 97, 1d10 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5 Pen 0, E

..."Crap, how'd we miss? They're big enough..."

PS, how do you do the green text before dice rolls?

I throw myself flat, slamming the heavy-stubber's tripod into the ground as Titania snaps the weapon into place atop, diving forward to pin the base with her weight whilst I grab the trigger and swing it around towards the greenskins...

40 -20supFire +10 short range - 10 full auto + 10 comrade brace - 10 awkward weapon(?) 20]1d100 ⇒ 64

I'm not sure if I'm interpreting the stat-block correctly...
Heavy Stubber Heavy 100m –/–/8 1d10+4 I 3 75 2 Full Ogryn-Proof 30kg Rare

But our fire sprays wildly over the greenskin's heads...

Perception 34, 1d100 ⇒ 63

I duck out of the lander, Titania a heartbeat behind me - but we're more interested in getting into cover than sightseeing...

Ingrid 1d5 ⇒ 3
Titania 1d5 ⇒ 1

"S&!*, looks like we're starting early today," Ingrid says, catching the grab-bag of ammunition Titania tosses her from the racks, shouldering her lasgun as Titania almost staggers under their heavy-stubber's weight. The pair practically throw themselves down the ramp, eager to be away from as tempting a target as the lander...

"See you at the end of the day," Ingrid tells Titania, as the heavy-stubber crew swiftly secure their gear and strap in as the lander prepares for drop...

Dot