Either way, I don't think the roster will stay the same for long. ^_^
Ship class: "Protsvetanie" Medium Whaler
Ship name: <blank>
Hull/Structure:
Fore: 6/6
Aft: 6/6
Port: 6/6
Starboard: 6/6
Dorsal: 6/6
Ventral: 6/6
Processing System: 6/6
Propulsion System: 8/8
Sensor System: 6/6
Comms System: 7/7
Control System: 8/8
Storage Bay: 500/600 units free.
Weapon status:
Kinetic Harpoon Turret (Fore): 8/8
Storage:
Jackbot-5(10u) x2
Kinetic Harpoon-8(1u) x80
add 2 VAL to Colonel Yirkut's Harpoon=20cI don't like how that suggests I will need an upgraded harpoon (and no one else will) ;)
it's already got tentacles.*Look at his sheet* I see enough hentai to tell where this is going.
Anyone up for pooling credits to upgrade Propulsion?Sure. Lime only needs his mind.
((I can propel myself around by my arms using STR instead of AGI, riiiiight? :P))You can't make STR checks instead of AGI. In your case, the best alternative - at least for dodging purposes, since you won't be able to use melee weapons - would be to use Piloting, but it'd require a self-propelled transport rather than a manually driven one. Really, having AGI as a dump stat isn't the best way to survive combat. :P
Ship class: "Protsvetanie" Medium Whaler"This automated control unit is programmed to help resolve conflicts in creative manner."
Ship name: The Eponymous Speedy Blue Damn Fury
Hull/Structure:
Fore: 6/6
Aft: 6/6
Port: 6/6
Starboard: 6/6
Dorsal: 6/6
Ventral: 6/6
Processing System: 6/6
Propulsion System: 9/9
Sensor System: 7/7
Comms System: 7/7
Control System: 8/8
Storage Bay: 480/600 units free.
Weapon status:
Kinetic Harpoon Turret (Fore): 8/8
Compression Laser Turret (Dorsal): 2/2
Storage:
Jackbot-5(10u) x2
Medbot-3(10u) x1
Techbot-3(10u) x1
Kinetic Harpoon-8(1u) x80
”Aha! Come on men! All hands on deck! If some eejit don’t come and work these damn beeping scanners I’m going to come and operate them with me boot. Where’s the instruction manual… Double rations of space rum for whoever lays eyes on this foul beast!”Int:5;Agi:4,8,1
Colonel Yirkut gathered up his harpoons, adjusted his moustache, and dashed off the bridge. He’d only just taken delivery of this batch of harpoons, so it made sense to give them a quick test. Get his eye in. That kind of thing. Make sure the wires were coiled right.
Quickly head to the storage bay or other suitably large area and give all three of my harpoons a quick test fling to measure their balance and my aim. Then, head back to the bridge and find a window and peer out, in search of the whale, if no one’s revealed it on our scanners by then. Also memorise the route to the nearest exit to facilitate quick access to space whale melee combat. Consider writing will.
"I should be able to understand the scanner results, but I won't be able to help you fight them much"
To the scanners and look for out fine bounty!
"I'll help"
Clair assist Mr. Lime
"I'll man the scanners."Tech: 2,9,7
Lime also goes to the scanners, and tries to find a whale.
Muttering something along the lines of "Argem braggle warp speed yahh, grab dabbed takes all the fun outta...", Scoot scoots his way along to find the... Cockpit? Control panel? Bridge? Whatever it's called, basically he just looks for a room with lots of nice pressable buttons, specifically ones to do with speed.Piloting: 14
Let's point this baby in the general direction of blubbery goodness, ensure any relevant levers and dials are all pointing towards TOP SPEED, and let 'er rip!
Oh, right... Scoot snapped out of his reverie as he gazed longingly at all these confusing buttons, then called to the others, "Where's dis whale at then, anyway? Eh? Gimme a heading!"
>Attempt to locate piloting controls, ask for directions from the others, and facilitate the finding of the whale. At recklessly high speeds, naturally.
((Also, could I retroactively purchase a combat suit, too? Basically the same as Mr Lime, that's exactly what I was going to ask for, I just didn't have time to post.))
Mmh. Jak grunts, before picking up a space suit. I'm going outside. Careful with that piloting, I don't want to get kicked off into space. He leaves through the airlock hatch and starts swinging his harpoon about, jabbing at invisible whales.Agi: 6
Practice my zero-G melee outside while we wait for the space whale to rear its ugly head.
"It was easy, really. You did well, too. I'm going to go down to the AI control centre for now, tell me when you need help gathering the whale parts."Int:20,19
Go to the AI, hone my mind playing various boardgames like Space chess and Space battleship.
"Ye-hiiii!"Piloting:9
Scoot cackled as the ship came right-way up again, his unshaven face split in a huge, manic grin.
"Aw hell, goin' ta hafta get the hang o' this... Reckon I'm rustier'n you, girl!"
He patted the side of the control panel fondly and gave another laugh before getting back to work, squinting at various view screens as he did his best to intuit the functions of the buttons arrayed before him.
> Bring us in to weapons range of the creature, do my best to provide the team with a steady shot whilst still keeping up with the thing.
((I died a little inside when I looked at that link. :-/))
((Or sea transport. We're a whaling boat, after all.))Weap:10
"Give me some warning next time!" Jak shouts through his built-in radio, "What, is the whale on the surface of the planet?"
Hop into the harpoon blaster. it -is- closest, after all.
On second thought man the comp-laser turret.Weap:3
"Man the... um... Come on chaps! Sound the alarm! Dive dive dive! Pilot, hold her steady! Crikey!"Agility:7
Colonel Yirkut takes a heady pinch of spacesnuff, grabs his harpoons and dashes out the hold. He immediately returns, sets the jackbot straight, and strolls back out.
On to the deck! Attach myself very securely but with a good few dozen metres (or whatever is appropriate) play on the wire. Ready my best harpoon for a brainshot, and crouch behind... something.
"Officer on deck! Attennnnnn-shun! Oh. No one about. Blast. Oh wait, hello, space sailor! Come on Jak, we'll have this bleeder between the eyes before he knows what an Eponymous Blue Fury even looks like! Pinch of snuff? Oh no, you've got your fishbowl on. Oh well."
((I assume I'm wearing my armour...))
"Good find Lime!, Lets take this whale down!"Weap:4
Try to fins a safe place to shoot my laser from, aim for the nearest thing recognaisble as a head on the whale, aim for eyes.
Scoot take it easy or a second, I about an arms length from the whale, I'm going to shoot it's eye. Bruce out.SHOOT IT'S EYES!
Hello all, this is Lime speaking. Does anyone need my assistance?
((I feel really useless right now...))You can use Scanners and Intelligence to determine things about the whale that the crew doesn't yet know. You would normally be on repair duty right about now, but you got lucky with the whale's attack roll. :P
You narrate this setting better than I thought was possible. More RTDs need to take place in the atmosphere of gas giants.You could say the setting is very... atmospheric. :P
Scoot gritted his teeth, manipulating the controls in a bid to control the ship despite the whale's shifting weight.Piloting:7
"Ugh, get it together, you lot! Get th'damn thing under control 'fore I hafta take some evasive action an' what-not!"
>Keep the ship steady, and prevent us from crashing into the planet or anything nasty like that!
((I feel really useless right now...))
Lime fidgets for a moment, not knowing what to do. In the end, he decides to use a nearby announcement desk to ask if anyone needs his help.Code: (Announcment) [Select]Hello all, this is Lime speaking. Does anyone need my assistance?
((I think I'll do that instead.))Sensors:3
Lime wanders away and checks the scanners while waiting for someone to respond.
"Ahahah! Who said a big body was only a big target!?" Jak screams, laughing maniacally as he aims his second shot. "I've got you now, you ugly beast!"Weap:4
Fire for center mass!
"Hello Beastie..."Weap:2Quote from: From On board Medic, Dr BruceScoot take it easy or a second, I about an arms length from the whale, I'm going to shoot it's eye. Bruce out.SHOOT IT'S EYES!
Back on the gunsWeap:4
"Aaahaaahaaahaaah!" yodels the Colonel, before tarzanning right back on deck with a mighty swing. "Have at ye, ye mighty great reindeer dropping!"Agi:6
Get back on deck. Thrust harpoon into whale's brain.
Well this went well, fucking whale, I will get it's meat!Str:3
Burst out of ice with nothing but my own manly Rage!
Lime hears the commotion and rushes over to the frozen Dr. Bruce, donning his combat suit just in case. He drags him back inside andYou stick your head into your helmet and climb out through the narrow emergency airlock of the comms section to get at Bruce. He... doesn't look too bad, for someone almost frozen solid, but your feeble little arms are insufficient to haul his crystallized hindquarters all the way to the airlock, especially not when the ship's in the middle of playing cat-and-mouse with a frost-breathing acrobatic whale.bisects himtries to remove the ice from his body.
((That's totally a tech roll right? :P))
"Ha! Um, oops." Scoot tried his best to seem repentant, but in truth his face bore a broad grin from all the excitement.Piloting: 6
"Fasten yer seatbelts an' all that, kids! We ain't about ta let 'em get away!"
His grin widened as he tipped the controls fowards...
>Nudge the ship further into a dive after the whale! Don't allow it to escape!
>...Still, don't go crashing the ship into the ground or anything. I mean, try not to, at least. Although squishing the whale with the hull would be kinda badass... Try and keep the ship in one piece, whatever happens. Preferably someone will shoot the damn thing so I don't have to hit-'n'-run it.
"Hell yeah! Here we go..." Jak says, after muttering about scoot, scoot's mother, and something about procreation.You steady and aim, but short of cutting the cable off the harpoon you'll never be able to hit the thing at this range. And even if you do hit then you won't be able to reel it in, and will also have to go get another harpoon from the hold to reload the turret.
Steady, aim, fire at that freak of space. I refuse to miss this time.
Brace myself and prepare to wang my harpoon at the damn whale again.You're in a similar predicament to Jak, in that your pitiful projectile weapon is woefully unsuitable for attacking things nearly a mile off in the distance.
Keep firingWeap:4
((Oh hell I am so sorry! :-X I thought I had posted days ago. Thanks la.))Piloting:1
"Shit on a stick!" Scoot's eyes were locked on the monitor and his hand was locked in a white-knuckle grip around the control stick as he forced the ship as fast as he could get it to go. "Thing's bloody fast!"
At least it seem to be a bit off-balance, now. It was probably time to press the advantage...
"I'll show you pressin' a bloody advantage," Scoot growled at his inner voice before taking a two-handed grip on the control stick.
>Keep the ship going as straight as possible for speed!
>The whale is flying somewhat unsteadily now, so rather than jinking left and right to follow each of its erratic turns, just keep following its overall heading, keeping it within weapons range but avoiding unnecessary turns that would slow us down.
Feel The heat!Str:3
DESTROY THE ICE, I WILL TEACH IT TO MESS WITH ME!
"Hmm... I have an idea."Tech:11
Lime calls the jackbot struggling with Bruce to him, and tries to reprogram it to cut people out of ice.
((How about this?))
Hearing the "Crack" of something frozen getting moved, Jak looks at the deck. "Oh, Jesus!" He says, as he jumps out of his chair.Agi:8
Save Dr. Bruce.
Head for med bay to prep for Dr.Bruce's thawing.You leave the turret and climb back into the ship. Upon taking your helmet off and heading to the medbay, you suddenly realize that the ship has no such thing as a designated medbay. There are the tech passages and the meager living quarters, but it seems the previous owners of the ship didn't bother with advanced medical equipment. You shake your head apprehensively.
”Euh… SOUND THE ALARM! BOARDE- oh, wait, hello! I say. Here, have this instead. Thanks though, awfully kind of you. Wait until you see the… whites? Of his… tentacles? Damn it, just stab the bloody thing – watch and learn, my boy, watch and- oh, crikey, is that Bruce clogging up the airlock? Blockage ahoy! Here, I think you've ruined a perfectly good suit there... Let me give you a good stamp!”Str:5
Try and get the jackbot to give my gun back – he can have my least good harpoon if he wants: it has little to no sentimental value. Then, if we close with the whale, harpoon the damn thing. If we don’t close with the whale, aid the jackbot trying to shove Bruce through the airlock, using stomping if necessary.
"Agh! Damnit! Whoops! Jus' ignore that bit."Piloting:7
Scoot scowled, clunked off the brake and returned his hands to the correct controls- and cranked them fowards into high speed, aiming for the whale. "Right, right, should be good now. Shoot th' damn thing already," He shouted to no-one in particular.
>Avoid that control in future, speed up and keep right on the whale's tail.
"You're welcome! Idiot." Jak says as he peers over to the whale. "Ice breath, eh? Guess it's time to kick it down a notch."Agi:4
Hop back into the turret and prepare to fire at the whale when it gets in range.
Stay with my new jackbot friend ready to spear that beastly fiend (the whale). Can I command another jackbot by radio to go offer the pilot assistance? Try, or something.Agi:6
Do we have some kind of comms? I can't remember: I don't know if I've just been shouting sailorly to myself since we came out on deck.
Lime tells the new icebot (Hopefully) to go inside the airlock and free Dr. Bruce. Lime follows to observe the results.[/b]Agi:1
Find Dr.Bruce and start thawing himMedi:8
"I'm Aliveeeee! Suck it death"Tou:1
Dr.Bruce waits for defrosted and then looks himself over for injuries, trying to fix them with his med kits.
"Ooh that's better, Claire anyone else injured while I was indisposed?""No one who can't wait until we kill that"
((Well, I'm screwed!))Tou:1
Try to wake up, hope that AI rescues me.
"Ooh that's better, Claire anyone else injured while I was indisposed?"Medi:8
Look for injured and try to heal them, don't go outside again.
Agi:10"Ooh that's better, Claire anyone else injured while I was indisposed?""No one who can't wait until we kill that"
Return to my weapon and fires
Jak grins maniacally, still trying to reach the turret before the whale hit them. "Here we go!" He says as he tries to decide what lovely weapon to use.Agi:5
Get to the turret and fire! If it isn't possible to make the turret in time, blast him with my harpoon reel.
”Brace brace brace, me hearties! DUCK AND COVER!! Thar she… wait… HERE IT COMES! Stand fast! Scoot, wait till you see the whites of its godforsaken eyes and then dive the hell out of the way! Jackbot brethren, get ready to stab the fiend! Aim for its brain! Gunner, open fire! Crikey! Come on chums!”Agi:3
Colonel Yirkut stands at the ready, one hand holding firmly to the nearest rail and the other wielding his harpoon, Bill, feet dancing like an inebriated madhouse convict and smacking the wire attaching him to the ship as he bounces up and down in his hopefully contagious enthusiasm. He is suddenly filled with inexplicable flashbacks from his time in the Battle of Britain and at Waterloo… the whites of their eyes… the whites of their eyes… He blasts out the blood curdling war cry of the Siberian badger, and crouches, ready to thrust Bill upwards into the belly of the beast. Hopefully Scoot’s evasive action will take them down and under the whale as it passes overhead, and then! Then it will be doomed! And the crew of the Eponymous Blue Whatnot will smell the smell of slaughtered whale in the morning!
Get ready to harpoon the whale.
"Ehehe, right then! Let's play us some chicken... Er, whale!"Piloting:2
Scoot chuckled to himself, leant fowards in his seat and fixed his eyes on the whale, tightening his grip on the controls.
"C'mon, ya big ugly bastard..."
>Go at a steady speed towards the whale, fast but not so fast as to make accuracy impossible for the others.
>Wait til I 'see the whites of its eyes' or rather, until we're well within weapons range and, if the others haven't killed it, jam the speed up to max, whilst simultaneously jerking upwards on the controls- aiming to bash it in the head with the bottom of the hull.