(On the bright side, this is the 10th mission, right? So someone might be able to go home?)((No, this is actually mission 9 for these guys- we just have two mission 9s with different members.))
(Oh. Oops.)(On the bright side, this is the 10th mission, right? So someone might be able to go home?)((No, this is actually mission 9 for these guys- we just have two mission 9s with different members.))
((Plus, nobody's even close to having been on every single mission so far, and one of those missions was a failure so it doesn't count towards your total.))(Oh. Oops.)(On the bright side, this is the 10th mission, right? So someone might be able to go home?)((No, this is actually mission 9 for these guys- we just have two mission 9s with different members.))
"The same way as always." Milno answers with a smirk, starting to look around curiously, wondering if that was the mission location or if the mindfuckery had already started somehow before they were given any fair warning. Sincerely, he would not be surprised if that was the case.Seems real enough. If it's an illusion its not one you can break.
Close eyes, concentrate and check if this reality is already an illusion.
Good! Life is beautiful and 'Corps service keeps being interesting. Maurice replied with a bright smile.Well you don't grow hair while in stasis; stasis stops all biological functions. But you do have something new: Someone has implanted nerve terminal nodes like those that Avatar pilots use in your arms, legs and back. The same has been done for everyone, at least everyone who is still human; Jim doesn't have any; but maybe thats because he's technically a brain in a jar.
Look in the mirror. Check stubble and hair growth to determine how long have I been unconscious and out of stasis.
Oh, and check for new scars while I'm at it.
"How am I feeling?" "How should I know?" "you're me!" "So are you, wiseass" "You are so unhelpful" "sue me"The mirror is a good 7 and a half feet in the air, so licking is difficult. You have been outfitted with the same Nerve Terminals, but otherwise are unchanged. The gurneys look like this:(http://www.urbanremainschicago.com/media/catalog/product/cache/1/image/265x/9df78eab33525d08d6e5fb8d27136e95/2/0/20100329-20100329-018f.jpg)
"Just peachy. What, no coffee?"
examine the gurneys, examine myslef in the mirrror, then lick the mirror
"Hum, not really different from the usual. At least I've got no reason to swear."You stretch and rub the new terminals in your arms. They're still sore; probably implanted recently.
Stand up and stretch a bit.
"Fine, I suppose," Jim said, examining himself and his surroundings. Did his shirt have holes for all four arms?Your shirt is more of a tank top to deal with your multiple arms. You're unchanged, unlike your teammates, and the room is just as barren and white as it was a moment ago.
((PTW))
No experience of amps use. Only theoretical knowledge of direct neural connections.((... you have a short memory. what did the AM do to us JUST before you went on this mission?))
((I understand that hair doesn't grow in stasis, that's why I was trying to ask about time out of stasis which I would not be able to account for (being unconscious and all). I mean, between us entering stasis and waking up here we must have left stasis at some point, and at that point the hair would start growing again, right?))
I have no idea what to make of either of these comments. No idea.((PTW))
((Same. Also, we're almost up to the Sex Thread.))
"Doesn't hurt, doesn't itch. Doesn't feel weird, it's just like having an arm permanently incapable of feeling." he answers, taking a moment to check how badly the painting job he did so many missions ago has been scarred by field action.The claws are scrapped clean of paint, shiny from use, but the rest is still intact, though faded.
No experience of amps use. Only theoretical knowledge of direct neural connections.
((I understand that hair doesn't grow in stasis, that's why I was trying to ask about time out of stasis which I would not be able to account for (being unconscious and all). I mean, between us entering stasis and waking up here we must have left stasis at some point, and at that point the hair would start growing again, right?))
(Woah, third thread. What's this gonna be used for after the mission is over?)B-mission thread most likely, for if, or more likely when, we run two missions at the same time again. Or for off ship actions that are not officially sanctioned missions.
((Oh look, a third thread. What next, a dedicated VR/Tinker thread?))
I don't encourage addicts. Except when they're buying from me. So until I can somehow monetize and make a living out of this silliness :P(( You should definitely provide tinker as a paid service for wannabe engineers and sci-fi fans. You'd get filthy rich and be able to retire and GM Einsteinian Roulette (which would have grown to 10-20x what it is at the moment) full-time. ;) ))
Follow Jim. Fall into column.((My guess? Science Corps. Or if it's a ship class designation, Science Cruiser or Science Center. Also, PTW.))
Say, what does 'UWMSC' mean? It is obvious what the 'UWM' part stands for, but what is 'SC'?
(( Well, apart from one particular forumite present in this thread :P ))
(Woah, third thread. What's this gonna be used for after the mission is over?)(Another concurrent mission?)
Say, what does 'UWMSC' mean? It is obvious what the 'UWM' part stands for, but what is 'SC'?(South Carolina?)
"Is there something wrong with the wetware AI of this ship?"
Also Jim asks the above question of command.
Wait patiently. Examine the room, try to make out the meaning of the machinery and the exact sort of repairs we are going to help with.Judging by what you've seen and heard, it looks like they're calibrating things to each member of the team, creating some sort of device or storage medium to allow some kind of Neural interface.
Examine the scientist guy. Wait for turn unless Jim says anything to the contrary
"Go ahead, Milno. Gorat, you're second, Pancaek is third, Maurice is fourth, and then I'll go last as they requested.""This ship is fine. If it were an AI we wouldn't need you lot around. This is something much more dangerous. But they'll brief you after DT.""Is there something wrong with the wetware AI of this ship?"
Also Jim asks the above question of command.
(Just throwing that in there because I didn't realized you'd already posted the turn when I edited that in to a previous post. ^^^;)
-snip-
Make sure we don't forget to take the cubes; memorise which cube corresponds to which person.
Give myself the form of a two-headed me.[will:1]
Turn into a honey badger.[will:3+1]
Jim attempts to put himself in his 'real' body, albeit in the same clothing he's wearing now.[will:6+1]
Imagine myslef as a giant stack of pancakes, with syrup and honey[will:1+1]
Appear as myself, holding the staff of Asclepius. Complete with the snake, of course.[will:2]
Stealth is key to this mission; you can't just force your way through, not against a mind like this
((Looks like a mission where charisma and speech will finally see some use.))QuoteStealth is key to this mission; you can't just force your way through, not against a mind like this((when things go wrong, you can always try and bring up Mr. Charles!))
((This statment is false?))((I'm asking because I think these simple "the next statement is false, the previous statement is true" paradoxes aren't someting a thousand year old entity would get confused by. I'm guessing we'll be looking at something far more complex and abstract))
((I'm asking because I think these simple "the next statement is false, the previous statement is true" paradoxes aren't someting a thousand year old entity would get confused by. I'm guessing we'll be looking at something far more complex and abstract))(("Should I simply gate into the heart of UWM and reduce everything to atomic dust for the lulz? I mean, I can do it and it's not like they can do much about it."))
Jim rubbed his forehead. "All right. How do we do that?""We use an amp based system to modify the brain chemistry of the individuals that make up the whole. Merged though they are, each brain is still functional, like a cell in an organism. You and your team will use the Neural interface to go in, find whatever the problem is and eliminate it."
"What's the ship's name? Also, what sort of paradoxes are we talking about?"""Name is unimportant. Or more specifically I don't know, I wasn't told. Ghostships don't usually have names though, just numerical designations. As per the paradox, I guess you could call it less a paradox and more a sense of cognitive dissonance. It's stopped responding because it's thinking about it, continuously looping through it's own memories and trying to find an answer for itself. It's not a paradox like in computing so much as an internal conflict. It's having an internal debate and we don't want it to end up deciding that omnicide is the best solution. These things were made as last ditch Weapons of mass destruction remember, killing is all they really know."
Tall order."Erosion is not the issue. The issue is detection. If it were to turn it's full attention to you, or to this ship, there would be no recourse. We would all simply die. We've isolated where we need to send you, to the memories in question, the key is to get in, stay hidden and find which one or ones are causing the problem. At that point we delete them. Done right the thing will simply go right back to what it was doing, forgetting the problem all together."
"So we're up against some sort of super-intelligence, or rather super-will, that might erode our selves over time. How much time approximately do we have once connected?"
Milno sighs. Intelligent people from up above and their rather stupid decisions."It only happened one other time that I am aware of. That time the Ghostship decided that it's memories of the time after the Altered war were pointless. It promptly erased them up to the point where it was given it's final mission and then began scorching worlds that it had burnt long ago. It eventually stopped when it reached one that was actually occupied, saw there were no altered and started sending very confused messages to a dozen different planets, asking where it should go next.
"If you said it happens to the old ones sometimes, it means that it happened before. What were the results of those cases?"
Maurice's eyes widened slighlty as he heard the technician."We'll worry about that when we come to it. For now, this is our most likely option."
Ghostship. Damnation.
And at a vital point of the UWM defense. Just like in those simulations.
If it's not a cognitive loop, what else could it be? And what are supposed to do in that case?
If someone - something - was trying to attack the UWM from outside our galaxy, specifically from this angle, this jump point could be of great use to the attacking force, right? Could that be a case of sabotage of some kind? Even if it's less of a sapient enemy and more of an intelligent force of nature, entering our galaxy is still easier from here, and thus the Ghostship could have simply been in its way.
Do we even know that it is still there, and not have simply been destroyed? Or maybe burnt out on the inside leaving a husk of a ship, if we have visuals on it?
Also, what is the plan for the worst-case scenario - the Ghostship having already decided to go omnicidal, one way or another? Assuming us remaining undetected at the moment of discovery, of course.
Is there any self-destruct mechanism? Or maybe brainwipe option for later rebrainwashing the Ghostship back into UWM service?
Why would the Ghostship destroy us upon detection? Is it that we are inside its mind that triggers us as foes, it being hostile to humans while in cognitive loop, or in general? Is there a point where our detection would not bring our destruction, like having erased the problematic memories, or left its mindspace? Is there a chance of it destroying Haidal anyway after the successful completion of our mission?
Finally, will we have some form of communication with you, or are we on our own if - when unanticipated things happen, and we are off any plans? Could you give any more tips in case for existing and improvising in those conditions? Like, say, what to do if we have to preserve our minds for longer period of time than anticipated.
((@GM Barraging with questions in case I won't be able to ask them later.
Also, OOC one: Will you roll for us possibly being detected as we approach the Ghostship, i.e. before us having the chance to screw up the mission? Like you do with hotdrops? :P ))
"Should we try to keep communication to a minimum once we're in or it wo'nt attract much attention?" Milno asks, smirking. Yeah, the public probably wouldn't like to discover sentient weapons of mass destruction were prone to acting like HMRC members. "In fact, do you have a good idea of what we should avoid doing so we won't attract its attention?""There are two types of memory, Hard and soft. Soft is half remembered things, that blurry haze of images or sensations of places or times, or even just impressions of things you don't quite remember. It makes up most of the "world" where you're going to be going. You should be fairly safe in the soft memory since everything else there will be so strange that it would require some very distinct effort on your part to be noticed.
Do any of you guys know anything about ghost ships?
Ask the ghosts.
Jim takes a closer look at the bonsai mountains, then a closer look at the floating army head to see if he can intuit or figure out anything about them.
The only thing you can figure out about them is that they're not there a few seconds later. Nothing is. Everything is constantly changing and existing with no rhyme or reason, a stream of consciousness and chaotic thought. Might as well be trying to find meaning in the chaotic swirl of clouds in a hurricane.Jim takes a closer look at the bonsai mountains, then a closer look at the floating army head to see if he can intuit or figure out anything about them.
"We can expand the search to three hundred feet. Stay alert."
"Based on what the... was it a general?... anyway, what he said, I'm not sure that we can gather what the memory is about before touching it. That said... hang on."Cannot go there on our own.
Can you guys 'detach' and 'reattach' from and to me in this environment, and if so, take the form of, say, a dust mote? If you can, do you think you can quickly scout a hard memory? Don't do so yet, just would like to hear if you're feeling able to.
Ask the ghosts.
To reiterate:
Jim's orders are: All team members grab one of his hands, then someone attempts to activate the globe in case it's a hard memory.
((Any ideas for a disguise? For now I'd say a plate of that black armor.))(( I thought of antennae, but then this ship doesn't have any, apparently.
Jim directs the team to the armored-face memory, since the ship seemed interested in it.((Actually, I think the ship noticed the fact there was a face on a piece of armor (Pancaek's transformation) in the memory we just visited.))
((SC, how will you react if Jim dies this mission? I'm not saying he's close to that, but it's a possibility. As in, I wonder how attacked you are to that character.))
((SC, how will you react if Jim dies this mission? I'm not saying he's close to that, but it's a possibility. As in, I wonder how attacked you are to that character.))
((I believe SC has stated that if Jim dies, then that will be it. No more characters.))
((And we will have no more law enforcement. #ponderingifthisisgoodorbad.))
((Meh. There will still be people who look after the others, and eliminate threats to teammates, but I believe we will all miss Jim.))
((If only Jack had an Avatar.))((Avatar wouldn't help in peacekeeping. You need to be small enough to walk the ship's corridors for that.))
(Milno does not have the inclination, Miyamoto doesn't have the stats. As far as I'm aware Milno's policy is 'do whatever you want as long as it doesn't involve me' and Miyamoto needs as many +1s as Jim has to combat stats. I don't know if Radio cares either, though. I don't know enough about the dude. :P)
((Ok, a battlesuit seems more useful then.))((Still doesn't fit the ship's corridors. Something like a MkIII or the more expensive armor for elite forces would be your best bet. Or even better, amps. Amps turn you into a space wizard.))
((Ok, a battlesuit seems more useful then.))((Still doesn't fit the ship's corridors. Something like a MkIII or the more expensive armor for elite forces would be your best bet. Or even better, amps. Amps turn you into a space wizard.))
((I hope to amass enough tokens from the 'deathtrap seventeen-seventy-four' mission to prototype the Melee Modular Suit. Well, I have to design it properly first as well, but it'd be a heck of a powerup. Might even be up to taking on a Battlesuit. (for its cost, it'd better be)))((Ok, a battlesuit seems more useful then.))((Still doesn't fit the ship's corridors. Something like a MkIII or the more expensive armor for elite forces would be your best bet. Or even better, amps. Amps turn you into a space wizard.))
((Melee Modular Suit? Do tell.))((I hope to amass enough tokens from the 'deathtrap seventeen-seventy-four' mission to prototype the Melee Modular Suit. Well, I have to design it properly first as well, but it'd be a heck of a powerup. Might even be up to taking on a Battlesuit. (for its cost, it'd better be)))((Ok, a battlesuit seems more useful then.))((Still doesn't fit the ship's corridors. Something like a MkIII or the more expensive armor for elite forces would be your best bet. Or even better, amps. Amps turn you into a space wizard.))
((I hope to amass enough tokens from the 'deathtrap seventeen-seventy-four' mission to prototype the Melee Modular Suit. Well, I have to design it properly first as well, but it'd be a heck of a powerup. Might even be up to taking on a Battlesuit. (for its cost, it'd better be)))((Ok, a battlesuit seems more useful then.))((Still doesn't fit the ship's corridors. Something like a MkIII or the more expensive armor for elite forces would be your best bet. Or even better, amps. Amps turn you into a space wizard.))
((Hm. Well, there was this pic (https://dl.dropbox.com/u/4152380/scrap245_b.jpg) that I made of it, but basically... Basically it's a MkIII, converted into a variable mission platform that can equip one of several "mission packs" based on what you're planning to do with it. The variants are Rocket, Aero, Heavy Weapon, Melee, and Drone. The Melee is a close-range mobile demolitions platform, with heavy armor, extra exoskeletal reinforcement, hydraulic "punch shields" with kinetic amplifiers, generator-fed Tesla Arcs... and the ability to, in Samurai Jack's words, "jump good". Plus whatever weapons you carry in, or mount on, your arms. Bar kitting he Heavy variant out with plasma projectors, it's the most expensive one to build, but quite literally packs a punch.))((Melee Modular Suit? Do tell.))((I hope to amass enough tokens from the 'deathtrap seventeen-seventy-four' mission to prototype the Melee Modular Suit. Well, I have to design it properly first as well, but it'd be a heck of a powerup. Might even be up to taking on a Battlesuit. (for its cost, it'd better be)))((Ok, a battlesuit seems more useful then.))((Still doesn't fit the ship's corridors. Something like a MkIII or the more expensive armor for elite forces would be your best bet. Or even better, amps. Amps turn you into a space wizard.))
Hmm. Too bad I can't contact the rest of the team, let them know what's going on out here.
Jim watches the tendrils carefully, to see what they puncture (and therefore hopefully track down more hard memories) and also so he can stay out of their way. In fact he stays as far away as possible while watching them.
((Meh. There will still be people who look after the others, and eliminate threats to teammates, but I believe we will all miss Jim.))((Grate sure will...))
((Stay as dust and possibly be blown out of the vision cone, or change and possibly have the vision cone blown away from us...))((Yeah, that's the big question here.))
Jim goes back to the helmet memory and this time stays within the arc of vision. He also turns into a flea and tries to stay on something black, if possible.You flee back to the hard memory, leaping in as the blobs drift by. You find yourself back in the memory with everyone else and attempt to change your form to that of a flea. It goes fine and you hide on someone's boot.
Observe. Move to keep in the vision cone as necessary.
((Should have specified to turn into something faster as needed, but too late. ._.))
Get out of the memory.
Exit.
Jim exits out.Most of the team hurls itself out of the memory and back into the relatively safe embrace of the soft memory. The Black blobs that had chased Jim appear to have left for parts unknown and everything seems safe. Well, as safe as it can be.
Keep up with the man. Try to settle directly on the visor of his helmet.
That is, unless everything freezes. Then just freeze in my tracks that same moment as well.
Ah, the thrill of the pursuit. I missed it so much.
"Hiding face is fine. Let's search it out."The good news is that you do manage to find the face, it's skittering about between the three prongs of a blivet. Unfortunately you also find where the Blobs have gone. They're slowly wandering the area around the memory, and a quick check shows they're also around the syringe, and probably every other hard memory.
Jim looks for the face.
((Plus, if they read the notebook their minds will explode, which would slow down updates as well.))
(( Remember, Piecewise: You're an awesome GM! :P ))((Indeed. I wish I was half as good a GM as you. Heck, ER alone--two missions and an active OOM thread? Awesome.))
(( Remember, Piecewise: You're an awesome GM! :P ))((Indeed. I wish I was half as good a GM as you. Heck, ER alone--two missions and an active OOM thread? Awesome.))
Try to run to a chaotic area of the soft memories and constantly change shapes in accordance, avoiding getting anywhere near the hard ones and trying to appear as part of the swirling chaos whilst escaping.
Jim exits the hard memory and disguises as a blob.You tear yourself free of the memory and disguise yourself as one of the black blobs as you exit. The blobs don't immediately attack you, but they seem rather suspicious of you, slowly moving in to examine you.
Evasion is not an option; they'll check all of this memory and they know how we look like. Now, we could try to morph, but chances are that they'll see it and it'd be for nothing good. Guess I probably should have morphed back then after entering the memory.
No time. They won't stop looking until they find their prey.
Force exit. Evade, dodge and escape the blobs.
Audibly hum something appropriate as I do the above.
Dodge those attacks, but also remain in the memory. Consider how the blobs might be distinguishing memory from intruder.You manage to dodge the attacks for a little while until they suddenly let up just as Jim and Maurice bail. The memory seems to slowly churn back into motion and repair itself, though it takes a bit.
((Valid idea.))You do your best to project a convincing image of jim but it comes out rather iffy. It's enough to distract the black blobs from the real jim though, as they float over to investigate the short lived abomination you will into being.
"Materializing anything offensive could either work or fail in several manners." Milno ponders. "Our team is so very fucked."
((Far from my best shape (physical or mental) so the action may come later. Otherwise, placeholder:))
At first, attempt to create the mental equivalent of the old trick of tossing a rock to call their attention, just now using a rock that could call their attention more effectively, such as causing a small smale explosion or anything of the like.
Afterwards and if the first option doesn't work too well, try to use mental power to create a very loud and fast copy of Jim, such as a self-propelled dummy, and make it move past and close the blobs to call their attention.
If it works to some degree, send more similar decoys.
Jim floats over and 'stabs' the fake Jim for the look of the thing, then floats off toward the center of the memories to see what's there.((Are you sure you want to expose Jim by staying close to the other blobs?))
((As opposed to exposing Jim by not acting like a real blob? All options suck.))Jim floats over and 'stabs' the fake Jim for the look of the thing, then floats off toward the center of the memories to see what's there.((Are you sure you want to expose Jim by staying close to the other blobs?))
Jim floats off toward the center of the memories to see what's there while the other blobs are distracted.There doesn't really seem to be a "center" around here. Least none that you can discern.
Damnation. It worked in reverse. No point in regretting it now; hopefully Gorat will benefit from my departure somehow.You make it over to milno's team and he immediately asks you to stop with the singing.
~Where do I go, what do I do in this world of yours?
No one can help, there is no friend, I am still alone~
Sing while disengaging. Unless still pursued by blobs, approach Milno's team.
Sanctor here. Tried to take off some heat from the team inside the hard memory, but, it seems, to little effect.
That was rather too close... hope Jim and Maurice made it ok. The memory seems to be restarting, and these things seem to think they got me for now? Either way, I need to think about my escape plan...The memory reforms and the awaited call comes. You're not sure how you know it came, but you know. And there is a familiar feeling to it. You're not sure if it's familiar to the ship or to you; such things tend to blend in these memories. The ship turns it's attention to the surface of the planet far below and begins to concentrate; to form spears of matter and energy so dense and potent that they could tear a hole straight down to the planet's core. That is, if they weren't designed to detonate on impact.
Observe the restarting memory. Consider my ability to influence and "reprogram" this memory stuff. No experiments.
Try if I can attract a tiny mote of cosmic dust, no larger than my dust disguise. Also, observe the memory.
(I thought the center was where the noise was coming from. >.>)(Oh, sorry. I thought you were talking about the Center of the soft memories.)Jim heads for the noise, then.
What Jim said. Otherwise it seemed to be the memory of the first 'field test' of the Ghostship; presumably successful.You can make them appear with enough concentration, but they don't seem to be able to move on their own, besides very simple actions such as just moving off in one direction. Certainly not walking or talking or anything.
By the way, while waiting, I suggest you, Jim - or perhaps all of us - train making those short-lived figures, as they seemed to be rather useful. Not much else to do, right?
Cautiously and carefully train making various objects and copies of my team mates' current forms appear and move on their own; make sure not to provoke blobs and not to spawn more than one such construct at a time.
"It couldn't hurt."
Jim attempts to make two duplicates of himself, both in the synthflesh form rather than the blob form he was currently emulating.
((We should take it easy, though.))
"Yeah, but take it easy. If you make too many copies and get too active you'll call the blobs' attention towards us. Try making only one of those and limit your activity."
Milno remains as a spotter for any case of trouble.
Okay, that doesn't bode well. I might have to experiment outside, but first I should watch the whole memory.As the spears impact and and the ship feels the altered annihilated by the billions, a tremendous mix of feelings fill it. It's components are elated by their success, and by the praise now filtering in from the unseen, unheard supervisor who they somehow know exists and is happy. But they also feel a tinge of sadness, but you can't tell why.
Observe the memory.
With nothing else to do, keep training, cautiously and carefully as before.You think you've got a better handle on this now, at least when it comes to making copies of things you're very familiar with. And assuming the copies don't move much.
((sorry about not posting for a few days, I was preparing for a test and completely forgot.))No prob, if you don't post I just assume you're laying low, like now. And if things get hairy you just slip away.
Stay with the team, stay on the lookout for blobs
Jim attempts to refine the unusual clone.
Be a lookout, don't get in trouble.You make sure to avoid the blobs and most importantly, jim, who seems hell bent on getting himself killed one way or another, least from your standpoint.
Jim has robot Jim run away to attract the blob's attention and dismisses human Jim from existence.
Crap. Crap crap. What was this? Sadness? I... I need to watch this memory again. I need to make sure. This could be the compromised memory. At the very least, it's a troublesome one.You sit through the memory again and try to parse out the emotions. There's the feeling of connection to the beings down below, though it's hard to tell if thats to the people or to the altered. It could be either, it's just so unfocused. For all you can tell they could be feeling bad for the rocks down there. Then there's the nervousness about their performance. Understandable. And the happiness from doing it well, mixed with sadness. You can't tell what they feel bad for though. These emotions lack context; you're privy to them just as you're privy to every other sense, but you're not sure to what they pertain. It's like seeing a light at the end of a hall and not knowing if it's from a bulb, a candle or an oncoming train.
Rewatch the memory. Pay special attention to the waves of emotion. What are they about? Whom are they directed at?
"That's quite the strange girl. Boy. Something." Milno remarks when he sees Jim's former human self. "At any rate, we should probably check each memory's recording more than once just in case after we find a way to get rid or avoid these blobs." he stops talking as soon as he notices Jim is going to try something.Laying low, playing it slow.
Keep waiting. Avoid trouble.
Train a little bit more, just the finishing touches. Make sure to discern whether they are really finishing, or I could still get better with this training alone.You're pretty much as good as you're gonna get. No more hypothetical brain bench presses for you.
This is just great. This memory could be the culprit, sympathizing with the Altered, wondering why it should kill them... or it could be a tenuous hold to humanity that, if deleted, causes a rampage. Well, no one claimed this would be easy.
Exit, returning to dust. Observe the surroundings - are there blobs near me or is the path free to my companions?
If there are no blobs around and/or no objections, Jim just heads on in. Otherwise he waits to hear his teammate's opinions.
Unless there are blobs around, follow Jim. Otherwise follow given instructions.Jim and Maurice dive into the memory while Milno, Pancaek and Chin stand guard outside. Or rather they keep watch, since standing guard implies they might do something other then run away when the stab blobs come a calling.
"Yeah, it probably is. Let me see something."It certainly does. If anything it's running around faster now. It's actually kinda hard to keep up with.
See if the hiding face keeps moving while the team members are inside.
Face the fear; let it go through me and over me. And then observe the memory.
Jim steels himself and waits.As you wait and the fear becomes more tolerable, you begin to make out things. They're vague, half feeling, half sight; ghostly images of half formed men and women; not unlike the projections that you create. There are hundreds of them, built around you as though attached to the inner wall of a great dome, their limbs interwoven. Slowly, the dome is shrinking, forcing them closer and closer together. Their mouths are open wide, screaming silently.
(( And I can't imagine the threat the UWM was facing that had to be so dire to do this - that is, I know it (supposedly), but still cannot conceive all the details, all the desperation. Oh well. Maurice can. ))
This is a memory.
They are being forcibly removed from painful diverse existence into blissful unity. Yet the unity they are being forged into is responsible for preservation of countless other lives.
Should I be merciful and suggest removing this memory even if it isn't the troubling one?.. No. This memory - this ultimate painful crucible of their future self - must be protected instead, for it is their last and greatest link to their previous human selves.
I sincerely hope that it is not the troublesome hard memory we are instructed to remove.
Keep watching.
Is this the problem? The ghost ship is afraid... of what? Becoming one identity instead of many?
Jim continues to watch and wait.
Jim moves to fit into the space remaining (if necessary) and continues to watch, bailing only if it looks like he'll have to come into contact with the multitude of bodies.The next moments, or perhaps it's an eternity, are spent watching the bodies crush ever inward, subsumed into one another until finally a whole is born. It shines with a sort of radiance, a solidity that the individuals lacked. Somehow, it seems far greater then the sum of it's parts, and yet, far lesser as well. In any case, it seems wholly adapted for this existence.
"Where did those blobs get to? It's unnerving that they seem to have just... wandered off."
Follow, keep a lookout, and think - what might the blobs be up to? Are they setting a trap?
Keep following the floating head and stay aware for any sign of blob or any evolved form of they may have developed after being tricked so many times.
(( ... ... That's the question, isn't it?))The lesser is that it seems strangely simpler then the others. Or perhaps it has depths you can't quite fathom. But the feeling you get from it is that of the mind of a child: its thinking is very monochromatic, very focused with little consideration for outside things. Greater in it's sheer size and power. Standing near it feels like standing in a windtunnel, being buffered by waves of thought and emotion so over powering that it's hard to distinguish them from your own.
Study the new entity. Why is it lesser than sum of its parts? What made it greater? Does it seem capable of feelings, of pain, of ingenuity and creativity the humankind is renowned for?
Also focus on the radiance and solidity. Does it feel sound and right (even very right, perhaps), or shallow, unnatural and somehow (unexplainably, perhaps) wrong? Consider it.
Keep watching the memory until it loops.
Minefield?.. Whatever that is, it probably means that the defence mechanisms are advancing, which means we are running out of time.Are you sure you want to try and do that?
Once again, I suggest that we split our group at least in two and try to cover more hard memories in shorter period of time. I am fully aware of the risks, and thus I do not suggest that we spilt into smaller groups - two observers seem the most practical. If only we had one more person.. oh well.
Exit the memory. Join the team.
Try to make a copy of self. Not a simulacrum, but a fully functional clone of my mind and self.
First try the auxiliary systems approach - plainly attempting to copy memories and everything into a designated space. If that fails, try a biological approach - attempt mind division (using the process of mitosis as a guide).
Jim decides this is a good time to see if, this being a realm of the mind, it's possible to fly and if so heads straight upward. Otherwise, he observes the field and looks for a safe way to get out of it.
Spawn a illusory copy of self and send it over the field. If blobs show interest in it, spawn several more and send in all directions, then escape in the confusion.(Well, you can't create a consciousness thats separate from you. So the best that you'll do is end up giving yourself a very distinct split personality that can act on it's own. Which might be useful here, but...well I think you can guess at the disadvantages later.)
Also, think about and consider the danger potential of creating a full mental clone of self. Or at least attempting to do so.
"Yeah, not much to do. What do you think about the memories so far?"
See if the blobs still move as part of the minefield and how far they can reach as it is. Turn into a dragonfly and fly a little straight up to check if there are any airborne blobs.
"Before we do anything else, we should examine the minefield for escape paths and compare our findings."You're good to leave for now, but that will end soon.
Examine the minefield, search for a safe way out.
Keep a lookout for approaching blobs. Wait for the reaction of the others to my outburst.You wave your hand in front of their faces.
"Let's head for the syringe. Anyone willing to keep track of the ones we visited so we can examine their stuff with more ease when we check all of them?" Milno asks.
(OOC that means I'm asking if anyone is willing to write down the ones we already checked so it'll be easier to remember things when we get to the "analysis" phase. Otherwise, I guess I'm doing it.)
He then starts to drift towards the syringe. "Let's check if the blobs are protecting the giant syringe. We haven't been here for long, and if there should be a time for splitting it could be if the need for keeping an eye open to see if the ship watches those memories ends up being necessary."
Move to the syringe, check for signs of blobs.
((I think the ship might at some point just put this entire section on lockdown and bleach it. Am I the only one who finds the fact that your attempts to fool these blobs are actually working, worrying?))((Hardly. I'm quite suspicious, and I'm sure Cael is as well. It's why I'd like to find a way to feign our deaths as far as the ship is concerned, not that I expect to actually find one.))
((I think the ship might at some point just put this entire section on lockdown and bleach it. Am I the only one who finds the fact that your attempts to fool these blobs are actually working, worrying?))((I think this is more of an Inception kind of situation. I don't think those blobs are the actual ship, I think they're just projections of its subconscious (or whatever passes for subconscious in a construct composed of thousands of interconnected humans, computers and weird space magic) trying to cure an infection, to remove an anomaly.
((I guess I was saying that you shouldn't expect tactics and intelligent behaviour from a defense mechanism. Then again, I I've never been in the mind of a ghost ship, so I'm probably wrong.))((At some point, if it doesn't have those, it is not a good defense mechanism. Those blobs may be really stupid, but that only shows that something else smarter/stronger exists. If you leave something running on the fringes of the universe for hundreds of years, you better have a proper defense mechanism.
((Yeah, I am suspicious and worried. I've been trying to think of a way to get us to disappear off the ship's radar, but I'm not sure.
GM: What happens when the blobs hit the illusions/copies created by Maurice?))
So far I've assumed that the illusions vanish before anything touches them. However, if you want to let them touch an illusion just to see what happens, thats ok too.((Leave things as they were (disappearing before being touched). I thought they were being poked by the blobs and poofing when it happened.
"Shit. Taking cover inside the hard memory or taking distance from the wave seem to be our best options."It's less a blast wave and more a continuous pressure pushing on you. Like being in a wind tunnel. And it's hard to say how far reaching it is, since there's no visual to go with it. There's just pressure.
Quickly check if the blast wave is hitting us already and if it comes in pulses to create such pressure, estimate how far-reaching it is.
(The answer for the bold part will help decide how to react to this development.)
Exit the memory. Look for the nerve node one.
Move back from the keyboard, see if the cheering restarts.It doesn't. The cheering seems to have vanished.
Remain behind and search for hard memories. If none found, GTHO as well.
((I wasn't sure as well, but... oh well, it's not like I risk anything important here, right? :) ))
((Aww. Piecewise, did you just get bored with this, or you have some other other stuff you want to throw at us and you just can't wait? I liked the gradual exploration, and now we're suddenly rushing like crazy. Like how I still don't get how Maurice was able to get in the Cheering memory, if touching it didn't provoke any reaction.))I didn't get bored with it, but I'm trying to get this done quickly for the sake of a player with extenuating outside circumstances.
Although there are things that I want to get into...Basically, I'll let you guys know that we're doing another 5 man mission after this one -mission 10- and then we're gonna pick up the guys on the planetoid, assuming they're still alive.
pick up the guys on the planetoid, assuming they're still alive.
assuming they're still alive.
Jim goes for the metal desk.The memory dumps you into the memories of someone at a similar desk, in a room full of people sitting at similar desks. It would pass as a school room if not for the fact that the students very wildly in age. And that each one is hooked to an iv drip. They're all sitting stock straight at their desks, staring ahead at a screen on the wall. The screen is blinking images and phrases, but they're flashing by so quickly that you can't consciously tell what they are. Occasionally the blinking will stop and a single message will hold on screen for several seconds. When this happens, the vessel, and the rest of the group by the sound of it, feel something. A conditioned emotional response.
((And I must thank you greatly for this effort.))This memory drops you back into the now familiar view of the universe from the multifold camera eyes of the ghost ship. However, it's hard to say exactly where you are. You can see nothing but empty space and scant few stars in all directions. You feel that the ghost ship is thinking; thinking in it's own particular way. It's hard to say what it would think of, out here all alone, but it seems contemplative, introspective even. It's thinking about the past.
Check the black void memory.
QuoteAlthough there are things that I want to get into...Basically, I'll let you guys know that we're doing another 5 man mission after this one -mission 10- and then we're gonna pick up the guys on the planetoid, assuming they're still alive.Quotepick up the guys on the planetoid, assuming they're still alive.Quoteassuming they're still alive.
((Was that ominous foreshadowing? Looking at recent developments, I think that was ominous foreshadowing.
Welp, only one thing left to do.))
Panic!
Enter the burning world memory.
Burning world.
"My inclination would be keyboard first, then the void... and if that's still wrong, we're most likely dead." Gorat says. Then he addresses his ghosts. So, chances are we and the ship we're on are about to get atomized. Has that happened to one of you guys before?
((Why not? Say... "Hey guys, remember that small-team mission which other people were going on? I bet that if they have reached a point of decision, it's plan C that would work best. Plan A is always discarded at the last moment and plan B tends to be shit most of time. Two tokens, what do you say?" ;) ))((I was thinking about something like that, but that would be influencing you with my opinion, however slightly and I want to try not to do that. I was going to say which I think is the right one when you had all decided, but then if you're lucky in your bad luck, you might get a second chance, so that again would be influencing you.))
((I was thinking about something like that, but that would be influencing you with my opinion, however slightly and I want to try not to do that. I was going to say which I think is the right one when you had all decided, but then if you're lucky in your bad luck, you might get a second chance, so that again would be influencing you.))
Only that it was thinking of the past - so the paradox must have been hiding in the deeds or experiences of the past, not in the present state of things, I suppose.
...I need to think. Maybe I'll be able to remember something else.
Think over what I have felt in the void memory again. Consider the little thought fragments and loose ends I might have experienced there.
((Also, question to GM: Within the boundaries of 'common knowledge', what is known about the organisation and guidance of the Altered? Are they supposed to be part of a hive mind (of a sort), or just as individual as humans, or what?
Also, what is known about their origins? Is it commonly known that Altered started as humans who went overboard with genetic enhancements (regardless of whether it is really true or not)?
Asking to avoid meta-knowledge. ))
((I made a quicktopic so that we could talk about the goingons of this mission without tempting the participants of this mission with our ideas. If you are watching this thread and you feel like gossiping or want to talk with us about your theory, send me a PM and I'll send you the address of the quicktopic.))(( Aww. Now I feel cast off and given up upon. :3
"Let's try to take stock again...
1) Embedded globe - Ghost ship memory; destroying an Altered armada; we screwed up somehow and the ship concentrated on the memory.
2) Drifting helmet - Individual memory; Altered assaulting a base; the ship investigated while we were in, and the blobs appeared.
3) Ghostship fleet - Ghost ship memory; first field test, apparently. The ship destroys an Altered planet, possibly feels sad about that. The memory is practically assaulted.
4) Hiding face - Individual memory; the ultimate descent into a collective being
5) Syringe zeppelin - Individual memory; VonNost's experiments in deindividualization.
6) Nerve node - Individual memory; first steps towards an organic supercomputer.
7) Cheering keyboard - Ghost ship memory: The end of the Altered wars, the ship recognizing the hatred towards itself. Notably, the cheering stopped when we approached.
8)Empty void - Ghost ship memory; The ship contemplating on the past.
9)Metal bench - Individual memory; The individual getting sworn into the UWM creed.
10)Burning world - Ghost ship memory; The ship burns down a whole inhabited world."
The Hard memory part of the team waits and watches as the other ships open fire and white dots silently bloom on the surface below. The ship seems to be waiting for something, maybe a signal from some unseen coordinator, to open fire. As they wait, they feel something rather odd. A pull, as it were, an attraction, to the altered down below. Something in them seems...right, or at least familiar. The feeling vanishes a moment later, but it was odd none the less.
The memory reforms and the awaited call comes. You're not sure how you know it came, but you know. And there is a familiar feeling to it. You're not sure if it's familiar to the ship or to you; such things tend to blend in these memories. The ship turns it's attention to the surface of the planet far below and begins to concentrate; to form spears of matter and energy so dense and potent that they could tear a hole straight down to the planet's core. That is, if they weren't designed to detonate on impact.
As the spears impact and and the ship feels the altered annihilated by the billions, a tremendous mix of feelings fill it. It's components are elated by their success, and by the praise now filtering in from the unseen, unheard supervisor who they somehow know exists and is happy. But they also feel a tinge of sadness, but you can't tell why.))
Whoa. I see.There was nothing but good feelings toward the UWM. Even in the keyboard memory the ship didn't seem hurt or betrayed. It didn't seem anything; it took the realization of the crowd's feelings without a hint of anger or regret. VonNost is a strange feeling though. They never really thought about him and never seemed to feel anything towards him. Not love, not fear, nothing.
Well, now that theory of yours seems much more believable. All the more I have to put effort into searching for an alternative explanation - if only to check that there aren't any other worth of notice.
About the dog - I would suggest considering two things. Firstly, are there any other examples of the dog's master being mean to it, other than the keyboard memory? Secondly, but - is there really a contradiction in the dog story? Sure the master is loved and everyone else hated, but does that mean that the master is supposed to treat the dog nicely?.. I am not sure; perhaps it is just me not taking symmetry in relations for granted.
Remember the nerve and the syringe memories. What was the general attitude towards the UWM and VonNost? Was there any hint of disappointment, of feeling mistreated and underappreciated?
((May I make a suggestion to speed things up? Perhaps it would be better if you made a list and started removing memories that you're certain that they must stay?((I thought that's what we're doing right now? But in list form:
It could be, it could be... Hmmm.The familiarity it feels is rather odd. It's not familiarity like seeing someone you know or being someplace you've been before. It's the familiarity you would expect from a pilot presented with a control scheme he's used to or a chemist being presented with a centrifuge or some other piece of equipment she knows. It's an odd feeling, to say the least, especially considering how it's centered around those beings down below.
Think of the familiarity in the field test memory. Have I felt it in any other memory? Was there a tinge of friendliness or otherwise in that familiarity?
((I would not strike that memory just yet, nor the three creation memories; I'll try to work them out, to one end or another. Also, I'll wait for more opinions and comments before voting. ))
Recall the feelings of the ship as it watched the human world burn by its own hands and before the deed. Did it ever hesitate, even for a moment? Did it feel bad afterwards?Hard to say. It felt strange, hard to put your finger on. You're not sure it has an equivalency to anything in human emotion. It was...plural...if that makes any sense. Conflicted and yet not conflicted. Double think.
((Back from a remarkably busy weekend and I have to admit the prospect of failing and messing up isn't pleasant.))
Consider what could be known about the Altered by the Ghostship. Would it know anything other than discerning their presence and dealing with them (likely that familiarity)?The ghostship doesn't, as far as you've seen, know anything special about the altered, except perhaps how to kill them very effectively.
Also, memories and feelings of existence as One - does any memory apart from the globe and the nerve sport them? Were they ever felt or connected to someone or something else?
((Thank you.))The familiarity was not the same. The Ship didn't really feel familiar with the humans...well, you suppose it did in a way. It felt toward them the same way you might feel toward a pet you really cared about. It feels like it's responsible for humans, in the same way a man is responsible for protecting an animal in his care.
Listening to the words of wisdom coming from both the Snark and Gorat, Maurice remained in both apprehensive and excited silence.
Fascinating... Much more than I thought. It certainly brings light - and even more questions - to the means and aims of Dr. VonNost in creating the Ghostship.
Unfortunately, though, it seems that the knowledge of the Altered themselves is pretty much non-existent in those memories of the Ghostship, apart from the most efficient ways of killing them, of course. So that theory might be off, despite all the circumstantial evidence.
Actually, come to think of it...
Compare the memories of killing the Altered and humans in the burning world memory. Was the same familiarity present? How did the Ghostship regard the completion of that mission - was it in any way similar to the elation it felt after battling the Altered?
Share that with the team.You can consider anything like this shared automatically.
So no, no same killing familiarity. There might be something with the confusion in the end, though.
((Well, the burning world seems rather suspicious, mostly for that confusion/doublethink part, but I wonder((Well, assuming (and hoping, for our sake) that the burning world memory is the culprit, PW did at least plant a red herring with the cheering keyboard memory.))
whether it could be just that we've been led to believe it is the root of the problem?..
Oh well. I trust in Piecewise. If he wanted to mislead us, he would've done so with the in-game means and reasons. ...Uhhh, right, guys? :P ))
Vote for the burning world hard memory deletion.
((Hey, think about it this way - if you're wrong, at least we may get to find out what was the right answer. My curiosity is killing me!))((I'd rather find out the right answer by finding out the right answer. :P))
((Yay! Looks like we got a majority vote for the burning world! Unless someone objects (and Jim and Milno haven't shown any sings of objection) we'll soon have some action and some answers!))((Jim specifically said he was going with the majority, so we're good. Maybe we'll even start to get this resolved today!))
When you find the problem, all of you must together agree and focus on removing that one hard memory and nothing else."
He turns away from the panel
"Oh and don't destroy more then...two or so. Any more and it will definitely notice you. Ok. When you're ready, get in."
((I'd love to know what would have happened if you did the wrong memories. Would any of them have had extreme side effects besides "Nope, not that one, one more try!" ?))Well, there were actually 4 ways to end this that I remember (don't have the papers in front of me). They chose the best way. There were two other ways to end it, one that also worked but wasn't as good, and another that caused rampancy. The fourth was if they deleted more then two and it decided that the repair ship was a threat.
Sure. Here. I'll also link it to the first post I mentioned it for historical reasons.((Thanks for the link. The alien manipulation thing crossed my mind as well, but it never really made sense to bring up, and the thought faded from possibility quickly. As for the 'less good' ending with destroying the contemplating memory, I guess our characters are more success-minded than WPD averse. And I'd guess that our boss may have had a way to monitor or review our discussions.))
http://www.quicktopic.com/50/H/iVMbnfEjNV9h (http://www.quicktopic.com/50/H/iVMbnfEjNV9h)
((So I guess, deleting the empty void would be the less good ending, and deleting the metal bench or cheering keyboard would cause the rampage.))((I'd love to know what would have happened if you did the wrong memories. Would any of them have had extreme side effects besides "Nope, not that one, one more try!" ?))Well, there were actually 4 ways to end this that I remember (don't have the papers in front of me). They chose the best way. There were two other ways to end it, one that also worked but wasn't as good, and another that caused rampancy. The fourth was if they deleted more then two and it decided that the repair ship was a threat.
If they hadn't destroyed the right one the first time it would have resulted in a rather massive influx of things like blobs, but worse, as well as a sustained series of will checks against being rather violently "Overridden" by the ghost ship.
(You with us jim?)
STR: 3 (+1 Prosthesis)So give me 5 in Willpower and one each in ExoWep, Handiwork, and Speech.)
DEX: 5 (+1/3rd, +1 Prosthesis)
END: 3 (+1 Prosthesis)
CHA: 8 (+1/3rd, -1 Class.)
INT: 5 (+1/3rd)
WIL: 20 (+1 1/3rd)
CON: 2 (+1 Prosthesis)
UNC: 2
EXO: 8 (+2/3rd, +1 Class)
AUX: 1
MED: 1
HAN: 0 (-1)
INT: 6 (+2/3rd)
SPC: 0 (-1, -1 Class)
Milno stares at the rest of the group and raises an eyebrow which moves up all the way to hide under the strands of black hair hanging lazily over his face. "If you want to add anything else, do it, by the way. I just tossed the basics in."((Now I feel like I should have posted this earlier. First of all, I have no idea what you guys are doing here, Piecewise told you to go to the ship's thread.
((Forgot my current sheet. I'll look it up in the ship thread from my last level up.))
((Now I feel like I should have posted this earlier. First of all, I have no idea what you guys are doing here, Piecewise told you to go to the ship's thread.((Decided to answer this question:))
Second, I've posted your inventory and stats several hours ago, so you didn't actually need to research them. Lol.))
>Not a lot to say here, really. I assume you got debriefed by someone in charge over there. Or maybe not. I'm not really sure what to pay you though, since I'm not sure what happened over there. Anyone care to clue me in?((In the same thread it was made. Also, I'm currently using a computer with an outdated browser incapable of supporting google docs. Lol.))
((And thats not lol. That's just horrible. Sorry.))((No problem. It's a temporary arrangement.))
Stretching his back, Maurice smiled as broadly as he could, apparently happy to be able to once again.(got the level ups. Have a...good? Safe? Tolerable? time in the military. We'll look after your meaty bits for the time being. Or should I say the doctor will. God speed, brave Maurice.)
And we wouldn't have gone through it without the leadership of Jim and Milno, the selfless courage of one and the cautious rationality of the other. Oh, and originally it was Gorat's theory which we settled on and which turned out so true.
And Pancaek gave us all inspiration. Maurice smiled warmly to him, finishing his own report.
((Awww, we made it just in time. I am finally leaving for the service the day after tomorrow. Thank you all, guys!))
No problem, just making sure you're still alive. The HMRC still has need for your particular brand of violent murder.(You with us jim?)
(Sorry, due to weather and irl stuff I've been extremely busy and/or without reliable internet since early Friday. ^^^; Uh, leveling... according to my own records Jim should be:QuoteSTR: 3 (+1 Prosthesis)So give me 5 in Willpower and one each in ExoWep, Handiwork, and Speech.)
DEX: 5 (+1/3rd, +1 Prosthesis)
END: 3 (+1 Prosthesis)
CHA: 8 (+1/3rd, -1 Class.)
INT: 5 (+1/3rd)
WIL: 20 (+1 1/3rd)
CON: 2 (+1 Prosthesis)
UNC: 2
EXO: 8 (+2/3rd, +1 Class)
AUX: 1
MED: 1
HAN: 0 (-1)
INT: 6 (+2/3rd)
SPC: 0 (-1, -1 Class)
Jim shrugged. He'd just let Milno handle the debriefing.
((Cheers, we were not turned into tang. Looking back, I think it's interesting how our discussion and exchange of ideas actually managed to change opinions: at first most of the group wanted to delete the "Keyboard" memory, but then the votes shifted to the "Burning World" one... Oh shit. I just noticed something.
@Paris: Could we see that quicktopic now that the mission is over?))
"The ghostship tried to fuck us over with black blobs. Several times. We spent a lot of time escaping everything. I'd say Maurice and Gorat did well." Milno said, rubbing the points where the nerve nodes used to go into his right arm.
Xan gets up, focusing on the most forward of the masked men.
Yes, we are here to protect the flesh puppet you call king.
-snip-
"We are the 11th Regiment of the H.M.R.C. Conscripted Special Forces. I am High Commissioner May Elizas Roxine, taking charge of Diplomatic Relations for my posse. It is an honor to be greeted by those before me.""Pay her no mind," Faith said quickly to the apparent leader. "As you may have guessed, many of us are quite eccentric. She's unusual even by our own standards, and holds no particular rank or purpose."
Introduce myself and the group. Give a cute little curtsey at the end.Xan gets up, focusing on the most forward of the masked men.
Yes, we are here to protect the flesh puppet you call king.
Hearing Xan makes this statement, May follows it up with "Please forgive Rearguard Sergeant Xan Jujubutt over here. He's a fine soldier, but his wife and children have recently been captured by space pirates, and it is quite hard on his psyche. So attribute any negativity of his speech as haberdashery on account of his PTSD."
(Oh, you people. This is going to deathroll out of control, sooner rather than later most likely...)((Due to my RP, yes.
((People are always spat out of the stasis pods stark naked, by the way. That's something you people (except Faith and anyone else without a fleshy body) may want to look at.))
((People are always spat out of the stasis pods stark naked, by the way. That's something you people (except Faith and anyone else without a fleshy body) may want to look at.))((It's all the same to the guy who grew up with a corpse he stitched together from bomb splatter.))
((Or horrifying.))-snip-((Oh, this is going to be good.))
((Also, I know a way to make Speech work on May. I will surely use it if I meet her. I won't share it.))
((I kinda anticipate that.))((Also, I know a way to make Speech work on May. I will surely use it if I meet her. I won't share it.))
((It's May. I don't think Speech is going to work on her.
Also, I'd bet that PW makes this greeting moment into Speech rolls just because he can, and the presumed ensuing hilarity.))
((PTSD?! That's quite a good reason. :P))-snip-
((Oh, this is going to be good.))
Don't assume too much, and keep your communications with the locals brief. We cannot pour our own authorities on people who serve one who is 'much greater than thou shalt ever be.'
Because they're curious. They're measuring us and our reputation even here.
Also, dress up, some of you. I haven't seen half of you in person like this. And that was meant in the best way possible.
So our shuttle can be easily compromised like this, without warning its occupants of any external intrusion?
((I don't think we've been in stasis for 5 months. You probably mean it took us five months to get there as far as the people on that planet are concerned, which, due to time dilation isn't the same as five months for us, or are confusing the estimated time we'll be there with the time it took us to get there or something.))
"We are the 11th Regiment of the H.M.R.C. Conscripted Special Forces. I am High Commissioner May Elizas Roxine, taking charge of Diplomatic Relations for my posse. It is an honor to be greeted by those before me.""Pay her no mind," Faith said quickly to the apparent leader. "As you may have guessed, many of us are quite eccentric. She's unusual even by our own standards, and holds no particular rank or purpose."
Introduce myself and the group. Give a cute little curtsey at the end.Xan gets up, focusing on the most forward of the masked men.
Yes, we are here to protect the flesh puppet you call king.
Hearing Xan makes this statement, May follows it up with "Please forgive Rearguard Sergeant Xan Jujubutt over here. He's a fine soldier, but his wife and children have recently been captured by space pirates, and it is quite hard on his psyche. So attribute any negativity of his speech as haberdashery on account of his PTSD."
Countermay.
((I would put money on one of the team members trying to murder May at some point during this mission.))((Considering one nearly did so before the mission...))
((I would put money on one of the team members trying to murder May at some point during this mission.))((Considering one nearly did so before the mission...))
((If - actually, when - I kill someones, I'm probably going to incinerate them.))((I would put money on one of the team members trying to murder May at some point during this mission.))((Considering one nearly did so before the mission...))
((If anything does go down, just hope the perpetrator gets rid of the brain, else we'll have May - Synthflesh-style soon after.))
((I would put money on one of the team members trying to murder May at some point during this mission.))((Only one?))
((I'd actually like to see how she customizes her new body.((If anything does go down, just hope the perpetrator gets rid of the brain, else we'll have May - Synthflesh-style soon after.))((I would put money on one of the team members trying to murder May at some point during this mission.))((Considering one nearly did so before the mission...))
May overhears the counter argument and leans in closer to the masked men, whispering, "Don't listen to Team Chef and Bathroom Maintainer Faith Valentimos over there. She's been having delusions of grandeur ever since she lost her real human body a few missions ago. Poor thing, got sodomized by an Equestrian and all her internal organs were ruptured. She enjoyed it at least though, that's why her tribal name roughly translates into "Woman Who Spend Too Much Time With Horses.""No she's not! Miss Feyri is really nice and...um...Miss Feyri, what does 'saw-demise' mean?"
Educate our hosts.
I'm rather concerned about Grate, a warzone's no place for an eleven-year old, especially when exposed to the more "eccentric" HMRC members and being expected to suppress a potential uprising. Any ideas on keeping him away from the line of fire?
Hey Charles! :D
I didn' know your last name was Lerouxl. Anyway, yeah. I agree. That's why I'm..hopefully sticking with my plan I said earlier--breaking the team up into mini squads. Grate is with me; our aim is diplomacy and investigation on the lower castes. Something which I bet he'll love and would also be useful in. Improvisation.
I will not see him harmed. Him and the other woman (whose name I am unsure to disclose..but you can see it on her suit), too.
Very well, that should keep those two safe and thankfully, far away from May. Hopefully the lower castes won't be too terrified by the presence of HMRC units.
Charles puts on his MkII suit and if he can, equips his weapon and ammunition.
"We are here for crowd control and psychological warfare purposes, correct? I can assure you that we are the "right" people for the job" Charles gestures towards May "I used to be a psychiatrist. In all my years of experiences, I have never seen anyone afflicted with such a severe mental disorder as she has, so please pardon her, well, psychotic ramblings."
Formerly ingrained procedure resurfaced instinctively into Charles. Charles tries to make a good first impression.
((Now that I think about it, both Thrak and Lars would have fun with this. I'm sure getting into a religious debate with these folks wouldn't cause any problems at all.))((Aw man, I'd totally want to see this.))
((If you want I can try to found a death cult.))((Now that I think about it, both Thrak and Lars would have fun with this. I'm sure getting into a religious debate with these folks wouldn't cause any problems at all.))((Aw man, I'd totally want to see this.))
((I suspect this would end less amusingly than having Lars on the job.((If you want I can try to found a death cult.))((Now that I think about it, both Thrak and Lars would have fun with this. I'm sure getting into a religious debate with these folks wouldn't cause any problems at all.))((Aw man, I'd totally want to see this.))
Make final (hopefully) introduction declaration before suiting up properly.((Uh. Before?!))
Quote from: Charles Leroux = Feyri NirelVery well, that should keep those two safe and thankfully, far away from May. Hopefully the lower castes won't be too terrified by the presence of HMRC units.
Don't try to interfere with the religion of this place. I know this won't stop most of you, so at least try to get a reasonable argument if you do, anyway.
Don't try to interfere with the religion of this place. I know this won't stop most of you, so at least try to get a reasonable argument if you do, anyway.Read the message, then go back to what I'm doing.
"I'm not too sure myself, it was definitely an ancient text, it had something to do with smiting and may have mentioned cannibalism as well. Something about eating flesh and drinking blood. But then again, the planet I lived on didn't really value history that much so I could be wrong.""Miss Feyri's not a cannibal, either!"
"Miss Feyri's not a cannibal, either!"
Take a deep breath, then make eye contact with the dancing man, eyebrows lowered. Walk over in front of him and maintain eye contact."Miss Feyri's not a cannibal, either!"
"We do only have her word for it, though. You never know with the nice ones. Particularly since she seems to know an awful lot about this cannibal doctrine. And when she tells you to not think about things, that's when you know you gotta be real careful."
Take a deep breath, then make eye contact with the dancing man, eyebrows lowered. Walk over in front of him and maintain eye contact.
"Mister Jim likes Miss Feyri, and Mister Jim is nice. Actually, Miss Feyri is nice, too, so that's two nice people. And I think Miss May is nice, even if she is...crazy...If Miss Feyri is nice and nice people like her, it stands to reason that she lacks un-nice behaviors, because while individual nice people can have mean behaviors, the chance of a nice person having such a mean and rare behavior as cannibalism is pretty low. Lowering the chance is the number of nice people who like her, as they would presumably dislike her cannibalism (if it existed), barring the astronomically improbable chance that all the nice people who like Miss Feyri are cannibals, too. Also, I don't think people were served on the ship.""Miss Feyri's not a cannibal, either!""We do only have her word for it, though. You never know with the nice ones. Particularly since she seems to know an awful lot about this cannibal doctrine. And when she tells you to not think about things, that's when you know you gotta be real careful."
Maintain eye contact, muscles tense, hands clenched tightly behind my back.Take a deep breath, then make eye contact with the dancing man, eyebrows lowered. Walk over in front of him and maintain eye contact.
"Why, hello. What is it you wish, my dear? I don't believe we've been properly introduced, I'm Stacy. You?"
(The only cannibal among the HMRC is Milno. Just saying. :P)((I have no idea what the term is for that kind of..feeding. XD Sorry Cael.))
"Err, yeah. Yeah, that's..true. I'm not a cannibal though, never ate human meat. Nor would I dream of doing such.""Mister Jim likes Miss Feyri, and Mister Jim is nice. Actually, Miss Feyri is nice, too, so that's two nice people. And I think Miss May is nice, even if she is...crazy...If Miss Feyri is nice and nice people like her, it stands to reason that she lacks un-nice behaviors, because while individual nice people can have mean behaviors, the chance of a nice person having such a mean and rare behavior as cannibalism is pretty low. Lowering the chance is the number of nice people who like her, as they would presumably dislike her cannibalism (if it existed), barring the astronomically improbable chance that all the nice people who like Miss Feyri are cannibals, too. Also, I don't think people were served on the ship.""Miss Feyri's not a cannibal, either!""We do only have her word for it, though. You never know with the nice ones. Particularly since she seems to know an awful lot about this cannibal doctrine. And when she tells you to not think about things, that's when you know you gotta be real careful."
Don't mind Stacy. I've forgotten to greet him back on the ship, and I guess he's taking out that in snark, heh. He's a down-to-earth guy, and seemingly a skeptic. But he's a good man, don't worry about it.She then turns towards Stacy. "And I forgot to greet you; sorry Stacy. Though I'm wondering why you're skeptical on cannibalism other than what May said."
Despite him being quite skeptical. Relax! You're fine. :)
((Autophagia? (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Autophagia)(The only cannibal among the HMRC is Milno. Just saying. :P)((I have no idea what the term is for that kind of..feeding. XD Sorry Cael.))
"Mister Jim likes Miss Feyri, and Mister Jim is nice. Actually, Miss Feyri is nice, too, so that's two nice people. And I think Miss May is nice, even if she is...crazy...If Miss Feyri is nice and nice people like her, it stands to reason that she lacks un-nice behaviors, because while individual nice people can have mean behaviors, the chance of a nice person having such a mean and rare behavior as cannibalism is pretty low. Lowering the chance is the number of nice people who like her, as they would presumably dislike her cannibalism (if it existed), barring the astronomically improbable chance that all the nice people who like Miss Feyri are cannibals, too. Also, I don't think people were served on the ship."
Maintain eye contact, muscles tense, hands clenched tightly behind my back.
She then turns towards Stacy. "And I forgot to greet you; sorry Stacy. Though I'm wondering why you're skeptical on cannibalism other than what May said."
((And I'm going to be surprised if those guys don't lock you up somewhere to treat you with the way this is going. Or at least look at you like you're from another planet. Which is technically true, now that I think about it. Maybe they've changed the expression to "look at them like they're from another galaxy"?))
((Bah. They wouldn't put Grate in an asylum. Maybe they'd put Grate on Ritalin or something.))((And I'm going to be surprised if those guys don't lock you up somewhere to treat you with the way this is going. Or at least look at you like you're from another planet. Which is technically true, now that I think about it. Maybe they've changed the expression to "look at them like they're from another galaxy"?))((The mission parameters are slowly changing from riot control to breaking out of an asylum.))
"I think I'm mature enough to determine who is nice and who isn't. Anyways, cannibalism is considered a taboo among a majority of cultures, with exceptions having the cannibalism being a derived trait in backwards areas where the mainstream cultural rush hasn't exterminated the practice, similar to such traits as infanticide, stoning, and talking in theaters. What applies to societies applies to individuals--Mr. Jim and such would try to persuade Miss Feyri to stop eating people if she was.""Mister Jim likes Miss Feyri, and Mister Jim is nice. Actually, Miss Feyri is nice, too, so that's two nice people. And I think Miss May is nice, even if she is...crazy...If Miss Feyri is nice and nice people like her, it stands to reason that she lacks un-nice behaviors, because while individual nice people can have mean behaviors, the chance of a nice person having such a mean and rare behavior as cannibalism is pretty low. Lowering the chance is the number of nice people who like her, as they would presumably dislike her cannibalism (if it existed), barring the astronomically improbable chance that all the nice people who like Miss Feyri are cannibals, too. Also, I don't think people were served on the ship.""But what if she isn't actually nice at all? What if she's just making nice so that you'd suspect her least when she finally makes her move? And cannibalism isn't mean, strictly speaking. It's just pragmatic, is all. Maybe everybody is just real considerate or even appreciative of our dear friend's special peculiarities, similarly to how we accept Miss May despite, or perhaps because of her special peculiarities. After all, you could make the argument that secretly being a vicious cannibal underneath a veneer of niceness makes you a far more interesting person than one who's being nice simply for the heck of it."
((People on the ship can watch what's going on through Steve, right? Wanna start taking bets on who manages to break the expression of complete serenity of the strange man? What about who will be the first to cause him to scream "Shut up!" or "Oh Radiant One, my ridiculously styled hair, it's burning! Noooo! Aaah!"))((Bah. They wouldn't put Grate in an asylum. Maybe they'd put Grate on Ritalin or something.))((And I'm going to be surprised if those guys don't lock you up somewhere to treat you with the way this is going. Or at least look at you like you're from another planet. Which is technically true, now that I think about it. Maybe they've changed the expression to "look at them like they're from another galaxy"?))((The mission parameters are slowly changing from riot control to breaking out of an asylum.))
"I think I'm mature enough to determine who is nice and who isn't. Anyways, cannibalism is considered a taboo among a majority of cultures, with exceptions having the cannibalism being a derived trait in backwards areas where the mainstream cultural rush hasn't exterminated the practice, similar to such traits as infanticide, stoning, and talking in theaters. What applies to societies applies to individuals--Mr. Jim and such would try to persuade Miss Feyri to stop eating people if she was."
"Err, yeah. Yeah, that's..true. I'm not a cannibal though, never ate human meat. Nor would I dream of doing such."Look up at Feyri when she speaks to me, then read the message she sent me. then nod slightly before going to one of the back corners of the room and leaning against the wall there.
"Err, Stacy..I was talking about sodomy. Not cannibalism."
Feyri moved over towards Lyra's side. "You'll be fine."Quote from: Feyri Nirel = LyraDon't mind Stacy. I've forgotten to greet him back on the ship, and I guess he's taking out that in snark, heh. He's a down-to-earth guy, and seemingly a skeptic. But he's a good man, don't worry about it.She then turns towards Stacy. "And I forgot to greet you; sorry Stacy. Though I'm wondering why you're skeptical on cannibalism other than what May said."
Despite him being quite skeptical. Relax! You're fine. :)
"Ah, nonverbal type, are we? Very well, I shall call you Miss Contact. Is that okay?"No reaction.
"I also have testimony of various other people on-board to state the same. And I haven't heard any rumors!""I think I'm mature enough to determine who is nice and who isn't. Anyways, cannibalism is considered a taboo among a majority of cultures, with exceptions having the cannibalism being a derived trait in backwards areas where the mainstream cultural rush hasn't exterminated the practice, similar to such traits as infanticide, stoning, and talking in theaters. What applies to societies applies to individuals--Mr. Jim and such would try to persuade Miss Feyri to stop eating people if she was.""Yes, I'm sure you can make very educated guesses about people you've known for a few days at best. Particularly when you are at an age when nobody wants to really tell you anything important. Not to mention the rather interesting rumors one hears on the ship about the contents of the food machines."
"I also have testimony of various other people on-board to state the same. And I haven't heard any rumors!"
"Grate, let me handle this."
Feyri grabbed Stacy passively, enough to cause him to notice.
"Mate, I don't like you strawmanning arguments and presenting them from your own skewed point of view. I did not dictate that we accept sodomy, as compared to cannibalism. I have no reason to see why you see such acts as pervasive, yet call sodomy as accepted and then say the general 'we' along with it. Because some of us have different ethics and experiences than you, and generally a different past from what you've seen.
"So please take no offense if I say I vehemently disagree with you there. As well as point on the fact that I'm standing right here, bucko. I'm unsure why you're touting your ideals freely, but I've to point its repercussions. It irritates people, especially if you claim truth over opinion.
"If you want to discredit me, take it to my face and not the child's. Thank you."
She awaits his response before taking any further action.
Whispered conversation with Dancing ManBreathe out slowly, relax somewhat into the corner, and look down and slightly to my right.
May scoots towards the masked men, away from her group. "Now you can either listen to these people, who frequent discussions like this, or you can trust me with keeping my Regiment in line.""I don't think you'd be very good. When I saw you you were always getting naked and rubbing yourself over other people. Why did you do that?"
Give our hosts their options.
"Stacy, I like you, don't get me wrong. Just..please don't shift Grate's viewpoint. I understand what you're trying to do, and it's ok with me. But people have their own perceptions of life, and I'd like you to respect it without questioning theirs, as much as we aren't questioning yours. Please?"
"What's sodomy and why do you keep talking about it?"
Xan interrupts all the talking going on with an exceedingly flat voice, walking to within a foot of the talking fleshlings.
You all talk too much. Now shall we interact with the other fleshlings before I am forced to compromise your integrity?
((...I won't ask. He's not a robot? Where's his sheet?((I really didn't define him that well. Not a robot, though that will probably become his state of being. Imagine what Keanu Reeves looked like in the Matrix when he first woke up in the tube, but without the puncture marks and with no genetalia.
Because that can define..anything really. How does he look like? XD))
Examine Lyra
"What? I never said anything about Feyri being a cannibal. I just said that the book mentioned something about cannibalism though it may have been metaphorical. Can't really tell for sure since the text was quite ancient, anyway the bit about cannibalism and the bit about sodomy were on opposite ends of the book so I doubt that the latter implies the former.""I'm not too sure myself, it was definitely an ancient text, it had something to do with smiting and may have mentioned cannibalism as well. Something about eating flesh and drinking blood. But then again, the planet I lived on didn't really value history that much so I could be wrong.""Miss Feyri's not a cannibal, either!"
"I agree! We should choose our leader by poplar consent! I vote for Miss Feyri!""Likewise."
Why do we require a leader?"Just to coordinate our actions and ensure that our actions don't conflict."
Test out new cameyes and cameye modes on one of the masked men.Motion sensing isn't of much help, nor is the x-ray mode with that metal armor, but heat sensing tells you that they're probably human under that armor, ie not cyborgs. The costumes must be ceremonial.
((PTSD?! That's quite a good reason. :P))-snip-
((Oh, this is going to be good.))
Feyri steps out and checks the pod for any damages. Ensure I'm properly clothed before addressing them.Quote from: Feyri Nirel = Whole SquadDon't assume too much, and keep your communications with the locals brief. We cannot pour our own authorities on people who serve one who is 'much greater than thou shalt ever be.'
Because they're curious. They're measuring us and our reputation even here.
Also, dress up, some of you. I haven't seen half of you in person like this. And that was meant in the best way possible.
Ask Steve. My action is later on.Quote from: Feyri Nirel = Paracelsus' Sword AISo our shuttle can be easily compromised like this, without warning its occupants of any external intrusion?
As Stacy gets up and starts to perform a very slow, serene belly dance, he replies to the man.You proceed to waggle your junk at him while getting dressed. He doesn't show even a flicker of emotion, his face remaining as serene and unchanging as a porcelain mask.
"Yes, presumably. The Radiant One is the ruler of this planet, right? Need to check beforehand."
Askety ask. Put on MKII suit if available together with equipment. If not available, just keep dancing.
cough up the last of the stasis fluid, thenYou get dressed, hiding behind Feyri as best you can and keeping an eye on the masked men. The stay back, standing perfectly, unnaturally, still.
EDITED IN LINE: Retrieve my clothing and put it on in whatever form of privacy I can reasonably locate inside the shuttle, afterwards
lean against the pod I came out of and look from side to side, followed by looking down at the floor near me, my breathing mildly accelerated. clasp my hands behind my back after I think I'm done coughing.
back away if any of the natives approach within six feet of me.
Xan gets up, focusing on the most forward of the masked men.The masked men behind the messenger in red all stir and tighten their grip on their weapons, collectively lowering themselves like a cat coiling to pounce. The messenger responds only with a slight smile.
Yes, we are here to protect the flesh puppet you call king.
"We are the 11th Regiment of the H.M.R.C. Conscripted Special Forces. I am High Commissioner May Elizas Roxine, taking charge of Diplomatic Relations for my posse. It is an honor to be greeted by those before me."
Introduce myself and the group. Give a cute little curtsey at the end.Xan gets up, focusing on the most forward of the masked men.
Yes, we are here to protect the flesh puppet you call king.
Hearing Xan makes this statement, May follows it up with "Please forgive Rearguard Sergeant Xan Jujubutt over here. He's a fine soldier, but his wife and children have recently been captured by space pirates, and it is quite hard on his psyche. So attribute any negativity of his speech as haberdashery on account of his PTSD."
"We are the 11th Regiment of the H.M.R.C. Conscripted Special Forces. I am High Commissioner May Elizas Roxine, taking charge of Diplomatic Relations for my posse. It is an honor to be greeted by those before me.""Pay her no mind," Faith said quickly to the apparent leader. "As you may have guessed, many of us are quite eccentric. She's unusual even by our own standards, and holds no particular rank or purpose."
Introduce myself and the group. Give a cute little curtsey at the end.Xan gets up, focusing on the most forward of the masked men.
Yes, we are here to protect the flesh puppet you call king.
Hearing Xan makes this statement, May follows it up with "Please forgive Rearguard Sergeant Xan Jujubutt over here. He's a fine soldier, but his wife and children have recently been captured by space pirates, and it is quite hard on his psyche. So attribute any negativity of his speech as haberdashery on account of his PTSD."
Countermay.
"We are the 11th Regiment of the H.M.R.C. Conscripted Special Forces. I am High Commissioner May Elizas Roxine, taking charge of Diplomatic Relations for my posse. It is an honor to be greeted by those before me.""Pay her no mind," Faith said quickly to the apparent leader. "As you may have guessed, many of us are quite eccentric. She's unusual even by our own standards, and holds no particular rank or purpose."
Introduce myself and the group. Give a cute little curtsey at the end.Xan gets up, focusing on the most forward of the masked men.
Yes, we are here to protect the flesh puppet you call king.
Hearing Xan makes this statement, May follows it up with "Please forgive Rearguard Sergeant Xan Jujubutt over here. He's a fine soldier, but his wife and children have recently been captured by space pirates, and it is quite hard on his psyche. So attribute any negativity of his speech as haberdashery on account of his PTSD."
Countermay.
May overhears the counter argument and leans in closer to the masked men, whispering, "Don't listen to Team Chef and Bathroom Maintainer Faith Valentimos over there. She's been having delusions of grandeur ever since she lost her real human body a few missions ago. Poor thing, got sodomized by an Equestrian and all her internal organs were ruptured. She enjoyed it at least though, that's why her tribal name roughly translates into "Woman Who Spend Too Much Time With Horses."
Educate our hosts.
Charles puts on his MkII suit and if he can, equips his weapon and ammunition.
"We are here for crowd control and psychological warfare purposes, correct? I can assure you that we are the "right" people for the job" Charles gestures towards May "I used to be a psychiatrist. In all my years of experiences, I have never seen anyone afflicted with such a severe mental disorder as she has, so please pardon her, well, psychotic ramblings."
Formerly ingrained procedure resurfaced instinctively into Charles. Charles tries to make a good first impression.
"I'm pretty sure snorting 20 ounces of X-Cocaine and then railing on for hours about how everyone is in on the bovine conspiracy doesn't qualify you to be a psychiatrist." May turns back to the masked men. "Yeah, they've been through a lot. Try to be easy on them, all right?"
Make final (hopefully) introduction declaration before suiting up properly.
May scoots towards the masked men, away from her group. "Now you can either listen to these people, who frequent discussions like this, or you can trust me with keeping my Regiment in line."
Give our hosts their options.
Charles puts on his MkII suit and if he can, equips his weapon and ammunition.You get yourself dressed and your weapon locked and loaded, but when it comes to making a good impression you think that it may beyond your capacities. I mean...may and Faith just spent the last few minutes nudely screaming at each other, each presenting wildly different stories of whats going on; Stacy literally waved his junk in the Messengers face, and the eunuch just insulted their godking.
"We are here for crowd control and psychological warfare purposes, correct? I can assure you that we are the "right" people for the job" Charles gestures towards May "I used to be a psychiatrist. In all my years of experiences, I have never seen anyone afflicted with such a severe mental disorder as she has, so please pardon her, well, psychotic ramblings."
Formerly ingrained procedure resurfaced instinctively into Charles. Charles tries to make a good first impression.
((...I won't ask. He's not a robot? Where's his sheet?(None of them have significantly changed since last you saw them. Here's the character lists (note equipment isn't up to date on these sheets, because I only use these to track stats)
Because that can define..anything really. How does he look like? XD))
ACTION: Observe the masked men. Check for minute mannerisms that may express their caste, intention, rank..anything, really. Then examine the area outside the shuttle, and if anything from the shuttle has been damaged.
Examine Grate. Examine Lyra. Examine Stacy. Examine May. All in chronological order. Examine that robot; do I know if it's Faith?
The messenger in red watches with marked restraint as the naked albino argues with what appears to be a skinless sexbot about who is in charge, who is insane and what exactly is going on. The most expression he shows is a slight tilt of the head when, amongst much screaming and jabbering from everyone on the shuttle, the conversation becomes an argument of which is better, sodomy or cannibalism. And then people being declaring that some woman named Feyri is their leader. He seems very bemused by all this.((You left out the little kid asking what sodomy was.))
(("Skinless sexbot?" Oh god, tell me that's someone other than me.))((May?))
(("Skinless sexbot?" Oh god, tell me that's someone other than me.))((Yep, that was Faith. Good luck with the new looks.))
((Does it involve recreating the destruction of Sodom? Or does it involve sentient razors?))((It involves inducing planet wide horrible hedonistic acts in the name of religious superiority.))
((I'd just like to point out that Einstenian Roulette is probably the sixth best RTD centered around Prison Labor that I've ever played.))((What are the other five?))
"*sigh* let's just say that it was something else that the aforementioned ancient city did and was razed off the face of the Earth for. "((I wasn't asking, I was reminding that I had asked. Unless that was aimed at someone else.))
((You guys just gave me the best idea.((Oh no.))
The best.))
((Does it involve recreating the destruction of Sodom? Or does it involve sentient razors?))((That's crazy enough that someone should sig it.))
"what's an or-gee and why does May want to know about them?"))
"Don't worry Grate, May's asking for precautions. She is, afterall, a trained diplomat."
((It was a reply to((Ah.))"what's an or-gee and why does May want to know about them?"))
((What I find most interesting in the current situation, is that the thread title seems to only count accidental civilian murder.))((Which would technically be manslaughter, not murder.))
"Don't worry Grate, May's asking for precautions. She is, afterall, a trained diplomat."
Well, I must disagree. My concepts about diplomacy are totally the opposite of May.
May needs a role and I can't see any other way to make her happy or such other than give her the moniker of being our diplomat. We'll be doing a lot of talking, and I really believe that we'll be splitting the team up once we get acquainted with the area, their castes, and our job.
Also, sorry for not noticing Renen earlier, and probably everyone else who I've met before. :/
I have no idea what May's last name is.
Who's that robot?
((What I find most interesting in the current situation, is that the thread title seems to only count accidental civilian murder.))((Which would technically be manslaughter, not murder.))
Quote from: Feyri Nirel = Renen Averius von Raptum/Everyone else that isn't May's wristpad.Who's that robot?
The synthflesh is Faith.
I thought I was underprepared and didn't have many options.
((On the good side, flexible and very resilient.Quote from: Faith Message to AllThe synthflesh is Faith.
I thought I was underprepared and didn't have many options.
((On the good side, flexible and very resilient.((You forgot murder incarnate while raging.
On the bad side, skinless sexbot.))
How munerous are the rebellious populace."The Heretical number in the several thousand, at least around the palace. World wide they number in the several million. They have already begun laying siege to The Radiant one's temples and government buildings, as well as the homes of his disciples and leaders. We believe they will begin their attacks here soon enough. The Outer temple guards shall be armed with what is traditional; Tull Glaives and firearms. The inner, those you see here, are armed with their blades and other hidden weapons. The Holy Guard; those assigned to The Radiant one and his chambers, are much more heavily armed, but with what I cannot tell you. Besides this, there are a few men from your United Worlds, Other soldiers who heeded our call."
Is there any organized religion beyond that which you yourselves worship.
How old is the Radiant One.
What are the weapons the guards are carrying.
Are you afraid.
Feyri turned back to look everyone in the eye, bemused by their sudden vote and expression before looking back at the messenger.
"I'll only ask a few, sir. But I've to ask you to excuse any ornery presentations of my colleagues. It's usually how it is when entering a new environment. Disorientation and adaptation. You'd understand.
"Firstly, we've heard about your castes and colors. How is rank and hierarchy taken in your society, if I would ask? By dresscode, color or can you sense how and who everyone else is even without ceremonial garb?
"Secondly, why can we not know how to address the Radiant One ahead of time. For formalities sake. Where we come from, it is best to know about what is to come ahead of time, as that would lead to respect.
"Thirdly, I'd...well. I'd like to get to know your customs more if we are to defend this place, and its God, more appropriately."
Ask and let ask.
(("Skinless sexbot?" Oh god, tell me that's someone other than me.))Well, we already have one sexualized albino.
"What is the significance of being dressed in orange or red, other than 'higher status?'
Otherwise no."
Status question.
"I have a few questions myself, of the utmost importance.He completely ignores May. In fact he seems to not want to even look in her direction. Probably partially because many of her questions were answered already. Also probably because she's still naked and squeezing her tits in his direction.
What sort of food and beverages await for us while in your palace?
What type of weaponry do the conventional palace guards carry?
What group would we fit into by the standards of your social caste?
Are your people all male?
What sort of animals do you have?
How are we supposed to bathe?
What are your toilets like?
What sort of music do you guys listen to?
Do you guys have orgies in the palace?"
He looks in your direction as you spew questions but apparently decides they're not worth answering. He's probably not gonna give you a cookie either. This fills your tiny child mind with confusion and sadness.The messenger in red watches with marked restraint as the naked albino argues with what appears to be a skinless sexbot about who is in charge, who is insane and what exactly is going on. The most expression he shows is a slight tilt of the head when, amongst much screaming and jabbering from everyone on the shuttle, the conversation becomes an argument of which is better, sodomy or cannibalism. And then people being declaring that some woman named Feyri is their leader. He seems very bemused by all this.((You left out the little kid asking what sodomy was.))(("Skinless sexbot?" Oh god, tell me that's someone other than me.))((May?))
"Miss Feyri, what's an or-gee and why does May want to know about them? Mister Messenger Person, what's your name? What's the Radiant One's name? Are there priests? Are the priests nice or evil or crazy? Are there lots of people? Can I see the people? Is there a museum? Is it a free museum? Can I got to the museum? Are there other kids where we're going? Can I talk to Mister Jim? Is there a computer? Is there a bunch of scrap and stuff around? What are we doing again? Do we have to hurt people? I don't wanna hurt people. Can I have a cookie? Steve never gave me a cookie. Do you know Steve? He's a spaceship. He's nice, at least compared to a lot of the people on the Damocle's Sword.. Is this place going to be like that?"
"Don't worry Grate, May's asking for precautions. She is, afterall, a trained diplomat."
Feyri said this enough that the man would also hear it. She had a feeling that May may not perform that well unless she was happy with her job...before continuing her talk with the messenger.
"That's Grate by the way, one of our younger members. Quite intelligent and curious. A good lad."
May's asking for precautions. She is, afterall, a trained diplomat
May
a trained diplomat
"I have two, no, three questions, really, if you don't mind. Firstly, milord, are we given free roam of the city or are we strictly on guard duty? Secondly, how advanced is the level of electronic communication on this planet, and what means of surveillance do you enact on the public?""You have free reign of the outer palace when not on duty. The inner palace and holy vestibules are not, under any circumstances short of the highest emergency, to be entered. It is recommended that you stay within the palace, for your own safety, however, if you wish to walk the streets it is your right. Our electronic systems are on par with your own, though perhaps not as numerous. You are no doubt still in contact with your ship and each other. Your suits give you such capacities, I believe. And our surveillance is not something you should concern yourself with. It is, I am afraid, beyond the sphere of your activities here. "
Ask further. Get shown to guard quarters.
Sorry, I'm still getting usef to this stuff.
Could we call May the "backup" something? Or maybe make her the person who glares at people and doesn't talk? What do they call those?
several young women wearing loose fitting silk plants and not much else.:o
Feyri's eyes widened upon reading the words.Quote from: Feyri Nirel = Renen Averius von Raptum/Everyone else that isn't May's wristpad.Who's that robot?Quote from: Faith Message to AllThe synthflesh is Faith.
I thought I was underprepared and didn't have many options.
Please don't threaten Grate. Thanks.
Tell the servant girls that we'd (or I'd...) like some privacy for changing into our uniforms.((Just to point out...it was specifically noted that the uniforms were meant to fit over our suits. That might make your plan a bit tougher.))
Hum...We could use May to cause fear on the rioteers. It's an idea, the threat of extreme sexual abuse is one of the best forms of causing terror that I know of.
((That would probably violate whatever version of the Geneva Convention exists here. Even if it doesn't exist.))Quote from: Renen to FeyriHum...We could use May to cause fear on the rioteers. It's an idea, the threat of extreme sexual abuse is one of the best forms of causing terror that I know of.
((Alright, I'm going to go Grate for a while.((The plan was thought up by Toaster's previous character, Thrakor, who was somewhere between a stereotypical frat boy and a mechanical monstrosity designed for CQB combat who had the remains of his face stretched over his head.
Why was this the best plan they came up with? Why was it considered a good plan? What happened between "party" and "interrogation"? How do you accidentally roundhouse kick someone? Doesn't it defeat the purpose of a serial-killer-catching mission if you kill more people than he did? Why did the police not show up at any point in this "plan"? What happened when the mission failed? What do you mean, "debilitating weakness to doors"? Did the killer ever show up again? Has anyone heard from the girl again? Was this before or after the Punch Many Things program was initiated? Who's Mesk and can I have Grate punch him? Was this the worst mission to date? What's the chance of something like that happening again?
That's all.))
((You should really read the mission. His account had a few parts modified for comic effect.))((If I have time and a link to the first post in the mission, sure.
((Ivan, the resident proto-Altered chitinous monstrosity (that went AWOL shortly afterward) had, on at least two separate occasions that mission, tried to get through simple wooden doors. In at least one case the door wasn't even locked. And he failed every time. Hard. Failed to open, failed to break through, failed to tear down, etc. When he tried to preemptively bypass the door and went through the adjacent wall instead, he would succeed. It's a lot funnier to read in the mission text itself. ^_^((You should really read the mission. His account had a few parts modified for comic effect.))((If I have time and a link to the first post in the mission, sure.
And you didn't explain the "debilitating weakness to doors," Empiricist.))
@GWG: Ivan, a proto-altered, could not open any doors whatsoever. He couldn't open them normally and he couldn't break them open. This was due to him rolling extremely low every time a door was involved in his action. I think he spent a good portion of the mission working on one door. :P((That's hilariously pathetic.))
((Plus, his actions eventually devolved into "enter house, kill occupants.))((My actions may eventually become this.))
((I'm glad I'm not on his squad.))((Plus, his actions eventually devolved into "enter house, kill occupants.))((My actions may eventually become this.))
((He has an amp and you're in the same city as him.))((I'm glad I'm not on his squad.))((Plus, his actions eventually devolved into "enter house, kill occupants.))((My actions may eventually become this.))
((He won't be near me or trying to kill anyone near me. That gives me good chances.))((He has an amp and you're in the same city as him.))((I'm glad I'm not on his squad.))((Plus, his actions eventually devolved into "enter house, kill occupants.))((My actions may eventually become this.))
"I see. Thank you."You appear to be an albino woman, 7 feet tall, with a lithe frame and greatly accentuated muscles, almost as though you're lacking skin. You look like an alabaster goddess, something carved from granite and more at home in a museum then the battlefield. The uniform looks fairly similar to the ones the masked men wore; a unisex, loose fitting silver outfit with an underlayer or fishscale metal armor. It comes with a hooded mask as well, although it doesn't really look like the ones the other guards had. They look...vaguely demonic. All bright colors, boar fangs and bugged out eyes.
See if my uniform actually fits, and what it looks like.
Also examine self.
"...Oh! I see."The man has run off, presumably to avoid the incessant questioning of a child that somehow found his way into a crowd of murderers. You search through the chest until you find what you assume is your uniform; it's the only one that fits you at least. That done you wander over to the nearest girl and ask her her name.Quote from: Message to Everyone except MaySorry, I'm still getting usef to this stuff.
Could we call May the "backup" something? Or maybe make her the person who glares at people and doesn't talk? What do they call those?
"Mister Messenger! You didn't answer my questions! Did you forget them? I can repeat them! What's your name? What's the Radiant One's name? What's his name? Are there priests? Are the priests nice or evil or crazy? Are there lots of people? Are they nice, evil, or crazy? Is there a free museum and if so can I go to it? Can I see the people? Is there a not-free museum? Are there other kids? Can I talk to Mr. Jim and other people on the Damocles's Sword? Will this place be like there? Do you know Steve? He's there, on the spaceship. Do we have to hurt people? Will these people hurt me? Are you going to hurt me? Is that what that look means?"
Grate briefly clams up.
Ask the questions despite the implied unkind look (http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/DeathGlare).
"This place is pretty. Who made it? Do you know? Was it made long ago? How old is it? Is that new? Why is everything outside the palace so brown? Is it because there's no water? Where are you going? Why does almost no one answer my questions?"
Grate then goes over to a random bed. "This one is mine." He then goes to and looks in the chest, looking for the smallest uniform. He grabs it, puts it on, and then walks over to whichever girl, in his opinion, looks most like Miss Feyri and least like Miss May.
"Hi! What's your name?"
Ask. Check to see if any uniforms fit Grate.
Refrain from talking in your sleep and I shan't kill you in it.You examine the uniform. It is a fairly standard wrapper for these sorts of meat creatures. Might as well wear it anyways.
He walks to a bed close to the wall.
I'll sleep here.
Retrieve and examine uniform before putting on.
((Hmmph, I did an action that specifically declared her to get in her suit to be un-naked before she asked the questions. But whatever.))(Pardon me then. He chooses not to speak with you for the fact that you're a mildly horrifying albino weirdo who just spent several minutes arguing with another mildly horrifying albino weirdo, and seemed the stranger of the two. Same old same old.)
May goes over to the chest and pulls out a garb, putting it over her suit. She then walks up to one of the young girls left at her disposal.
"...why are these the only clothes they give you?"
Get dressed, then ask girl question.
"So far no explosions... let's see if I can get this scout tool working before the meeting."The man is gone, disappearing the second the collective group looked away, but you're fairly certain you saw a courtyard downstairs and away from the barracks a bit. You put on your uniform and sit down on one of the cushions to examine the controls for the scout eye. They seem fairly simple, a little joystick and a few buttons for manual control, and a key pad for preprogrammed actions.
Put on uniform, make sure faceplate is down, and examine the controls for the scout eye. Ask if there is a very large, empty space I could use.
((Either I'm blind from staring through the eyepiece of a microscope for hours, or you're having the servants wear plants.))Quoteseveral young women wearing loose fitting silk plants and not much else.:o
((Good morning to you too Piecewise.))Feyri's eyes widened upon reading the words.Quote from: Feyri Nirel = Renen Averius von Raptum/Everyone else that isn't May's wristpad.Who's that robot?Quote from: Faith Message to AllThe synthflesh is Faith.
I thought I was underprepared and didn't have many options.
Not Faith...
She stopped and waited for Grate to come near before tapping him on the shoulder, keeping her thoughts away on what had happened to her friend.
"Firstly, Xan is a grumpy person. He's like that, but I doubt he'll just kill you. I've seen those types--rough and gritty, seen the world in a bad perception--just don't take it personally and be yourself around him. Friendly.
"Next, don't expect explosions. One thing I've to tell you: this isn't like any of those holoshows you may have had as a kid, or any of the virtualtoons you're watching. This is reality. Our mission is to guard people's lives, and in failing to do so, we lose who we are--we let innocents die." She knelt down to his eye level and tapped him on the nose, looking him in the eye. "That's for memory. If there's anything you need, come to me, OK? Don't bother the messenger with all your questions. He's a busy man."
Faceplate always up. Tell the servant girls that we'd (or I'd...) like some privacy for changing into our uniforms. Then move to some corner where I'm quite sure no surveillance devices could see me from my vicinity and examine uniform for any tracking device or minute instrument concealed in it.Quote from: Feyri Nirel=XanPlease don't threaten Grate. Thanks.
"Steve, I wonder why you gave our measurements beforehand for their tailors. So I'll ask. Why did you?"
Ask Steve. Action may be later. Standing action now is above.
"Sweet digs! Also, messenger, can we contact you some way if we have further questions?"
He then stops dancing and begins to sing the ode to Sandy once more.
Look at uniform, appreciate its workmanship if appropriate, then put it on.
walk over to an unused pillow, pick it up, carry it over to the corner of the room hidden behind the door whenever the door opens (from the perspective of whoever opened the door), set it down, and sit on it.You grab a cushion and drag it over to the corner near the door. You plop down, cross legged, and stare out over the rest of the room.
[will:6]Quote from: Renen to FeyriHum...We could use May to cause fear on the rioteers. It's an idea, the threat of extreme sexual abuse is one of the best forms of causing terror that I know of.
Renen looks at the women, then starts to look for a silver uniform.
Get an uniform, a silver one if there is a choice. Wear it. Try to control the perv mode.Look for a place with privacy.
Ah memories. Remember when ER was good?((Ivan, the resident proto-Altered chitinous monstrosity (that went AWOL shortly afterward) had, on at least two separate occasions that mission, tried to get through simple wooden doors. In at least one case the door wasn't even locked. And he failed every time. Hard. Failed to open, failed to break through, failed to tear down, etc. When he tried to preemptively bypass the door and went through the adjacent wall instead, he would succeed. It's a lot funnier to read in the mission text itself. ^_^((You should really read the mission. His account had a few parts modified for comic effect.))((If I have time and a link to the first post in the mission, sure.
And you didn't explain the "debilitating weakness to doors," Empiricist.))
prepost edit: ninja'd))
"We were told that such things are the custom of your caste." She says, looking away from you.Overhearing the conversation, Charles let out a quiet sigh that sounded like the noise that an upset deflating balloon would be expected to make.
((considering my tiny size, mine should be distinctive, even Grate is bigger than me I think))((I suspect that I should check my teammates' character sheets' and/or mission histories at some point...))
Edit: Or maybe they do and they're simply counting on the HMRC's tendency to fuck up near civilians to provide the spark required to ignite this powder keg.))((I doubt it. That would be ignoring the HMRC's tendency to destroy every/things when they, as you so eloquently put it, fuck up.))
Your uniform is much the same as the others, though fitted to you, obviously. You don't see anything overtly strange about it, at least beyond the fact that you're gonna be wearing what looks like some sort of weird festival costume."We were told that such things are the custom of your caste." She says, looking away from you.Overhearing the conversation, Charles let out a quiet sigh that sounded like the noise that an upset deflating balloon would be expected to make.
"I can assure you that whatever they told you about our customs is highly inaccurate."
Charles quickly glances at his supposed teammates.
"In regards to most of them, at least."
Charles takes a uniform and inspects it.
Stacy continues his gentle singing as he moves about the area.You wander down stairs, singing like a minstrel with facial diarrhea, and walk directly into the messenger, who is standing in the common room at the bottom of the stairs.
"~Sometimes I feel like bein' wispy, and once in a while I feel like bein' dry,
But we're doomed and we're drowned by this feeling we surround,
So I hope that I get old before I die!"
Search around the building while singing. What other facilities are within reach? Anything like a workbench? What about any tools? Also, ask someone around who isn't a teammate if there are any free aerosol cans around. Or better yet, some more powerful sprayer like one you'd use for pesticide spraying. There's a gardener around here someplace, isn't there?
wait for people to stop crowding around the uniforms, then retrieve mine ((considering my tiny size, mine should be distinctive, even Grate is bigger than me I think)) and take it to my corner. inspect it for any hidden features, flaws, oddities, and design errors.[intuition: 6+1+1]
Lie back on a random bed and tap a stattaco rythmn against my head as I wait for the commencement of whatever we're doing.You lay down on one of the cushions and mine smoking a cigarette while monologuing to no one in particular.
Possibly begin to self-narrate self life. In one of those noir detective voices.
"Hey Steve," Faith said, typed, or otherwise attempted to communicate without anyone but Steve hearing. "Is the UWM sure they're on the right side of this thing? These guys hardly seem like the most efficient government you could ask for, and from the brief sound of it they might even be at a disadvantage against their own starving, unarmed populace."
Sedition.
(( Sedition. Nice action. Now I want to know what PW would do if that was the only thing in your post :PBy preprogrammed options I mean that there is a keypad that lets you program in a route or action and load it up to be done automatically, rather then manually.
Was also intending to ask the girls about such a space, but no matter, information retrieved! 'bout how many 'turns' til noon? I recall that it's early morning at the moment?))
Examine the pre-programmed options! Try and figure out if it's possible to adjust them.
Analyze the uniform.[intuition: 1]
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was told not to say."((considering my tiny size, mine should be distinctive, even Grate is bigger than me I think))((I suspect that I should check my teammates' character sheets' and/or mission histories at some point...))
"I want to call you by your name. What is you name?"
Continue to stubbornly attempt to be polite.
((Hm, failed intuition roll.))No, they're not wearing plants. Pants.
Feyri checked the sleeves and pants length, satisfied that two things were in order: the measurements, and that she was quite sure there were no tracking devices on judging by Steve's answer.
"Steve," she speaks into the communicator, "What is your prediction on if the rioting will occur? This planet has seemingly gone through hell and back, and with the lack of basic necessities, I fear that the whole thing will utterly collapse. Any note on other reasons of the riots or the scorched earth campaign of a long time ago?"
Ask Steve. And then ask one of the servants. ((I'm still wondering if they're wearing plants..vivid imagination here. >_>))
"Excuse me, miss. Do you know where I could find out about the history of this area, or your people as a whole?"
((I think the Divine One is some sort of super powerful Altered or something, which is why we're supporting them. We're only holding off the hordes long enough for the guy to get off his ass and crush the rebellion by breathing harshly.))((It's also possible that the Diving One is as physically powerful as the Pope.))
((If I can't get a servant to tell me her name because it's not proper, you're not likely to succeed here.))((She's not saying because she was told not to, not because it's not proper. It's likely they weren't given any specifics about their opinions of us beyond "they are your betters treat them with respect" or possibly "say nothing you're furniture."
"*sigh* looks like I've got a new patient"((I suggest that you RP that if you want to be taken seriously. I do not take kindly to being controlled through speech rolls.))
Charles tries to calm done Lyra.
PW! Lyra running around yelling? really? not cool. If that's the conclusion reached upon inspection - namely, that the uniform is a space monster, then I can work with that. but Lyra yelling? that doesn't happen.((Perhaps that was a mental scream? Like screaming inside your head, if that sentence makes sense. You know, hasn't there ever been a time when you wanted to scream and yet you couldn't, so you just compromised with imagining that you're screaming your thoughts?))
Walk back over to my uniform, pick it up at arm's length, keeping it far away from my body, and throw it at the Offensive, Controlling, Uninformed Man. watch him get eaten.((Ever seen this (http://youtu.be/Cd9UDbYVL6k?t=15s) scene? That's what this reminds me of.))
((Given that overshots typically involve some element of success, there might be something wrong with the suits...maybe they're infested with alien moth larvae?))((I was thinking there might be something else that is also truthful about those statements, perhaps in a different context. Time will tell I guess...))
((Sure, I'll RP. Lyra might not actually be yelling; since all-caps text can be seen as an increase in volume relative to the character's normal volume. Since Lyra is normally really quiet, you could just interpret that as Lyra speaking slightly more loudly than normal.))((I prefer the sudden moment of clarity / mental scream theory, but thanks.))
"Uh... excuse me ma'am, why are you throwing your uniform around? I know it's a rather hideous piece but that's just overreacting. *sigh* If you suspect something is wrong with the uniform or if its been tampered with, please do inform the rest of us, I understand that certain people here aren't exactly the most trustworthy, myself included. However, we are a team and if we wish to survive, for better or worse, we'll have to communicate with each other. So ma'am, would you please tell me what you are screaming about?"
((Not necessarily, people sometimes find philosophical meaning in random flora or view the entire mission as a metaphor for the nature of humanity.))((That's odd.))
((Yeah, it can vary quite a bit.))((Not necessarily, people sometimes find philosophical meaning in random flora or view the entire mission as a metaphor for the nature of humanity.))((That's odd.))
Observe the Fauna to calculate the various species.[Int roll:6] Clearly these are all very specially chosen flowers with deep metaphorical meanings. These red flowers here symbolize a loss of innocence, these blue ones here with the abandonment of faith, these yellow ones with alcoholism, and you're pretty sure this tree is Freudian. Yes, what an amazing art installation this is.
PW! Lyra running around yelling? really? not cool. If that's the conclusion reached upon inspection - namely, that the uniform is a space monster, then I can work with that. but Lyra yelling? that doesn't happen.((I'm with the same comment. Sometimes PW doesn't RP the character's right, but glad that there's not enough exact detail there's always space for other details.
[...]
@Emp:((I suggest that you RP that if you want to be taken seriously. I do not take kindly to being controlled through speech rolls.))
((Actually this was one of my first thoughts on the mission, so its not. :P))((Not necessarily, people sometimes find philosophical meaning in random flora or view the entire mission as a metaphor for the nature of humanity.))((That's odd.))
>Be careful about the questions you ask. They may seem treasonous, if not spoken correctly. For now, trust me, and do as they ask.Faith froze for a moment, then glanced down at her body.
"...Okay...Um...you look kinda like a kitten, so I'll call you Kitten. Is that okay?(sounds like something from the Hubbard library.)
Unwittingly reference classic sci-fi. A cookie to whoever gets it.
"*sigh* looks like I've got a new patient"[speech:3+1]
Charles tries to calm done Lyra.
"Ah, dear messenger, I would be glad to explain!" Stacy says, tapdancing intensely and with a great measure of excitement. "Do you know where I could acquire an empty chemical sprayer or, failing that, an empty perfume bottle? For that is what I am looking for! I require it for a probably harmless science experiment. If it works, I will be entirely amazed and pleasantly surprised at the same time. Could you point me in the direction of one or both of these things? I'll behave very nicely, I won't touch or even look at anything else on the way if you do.""One of the groundskeepers may have a spare chemical sprayer. Their huts are along this path. Take a left at the large tree and head forward until you see a triangular wooden hut with a brown roof."
Ask. If pointed in a direction or a particular place, say a polite thank you and tapdance over there and grab the requisite goods (chemical sprayer or perfume bottle, but preferably the latter). Then head back. If I am not pointed in a direction, ask why not and who might be more helpful. Then set off in search for said thing.
((I'm sure this has come up before, but I've forgotten the answer.They sound somewhat like your old voice, but better.
What do synthflesh voices sound like?))
Faith sighed. Trusting Steve was... well, he didn't seem malicious, exactly, but...
Something about his words now seemed like he genuinely had something planned, though, or at least knew more than she did. Not that the latter would be difficult.
"Understood."
With little else to do for several hours, she walked over to one of their servants.
"Servant. I would like your honest opinion of me. I do not wish for you to lie or withhold information from me because you deem it inappropriate."
Harass servant.
PW! Lyra running around yelling? really? not cool. If that's the conclusion reached upon inspection - namely, that the uniform is a space monster, then I can work with that. but Lyra yelling? that doesn't happen.You grab your uniform and huck it at Charles. It slaps him in the face like a wet towel, wrapping around his head before slipping down and falling to the ground. Charles seems rather nonplussed but this whole thing. Or rather he seems rather distracted, muttering something about a book deal."*sigh* looks like I've got a new patient"((I suggest that you RP that if you want to be taken seriously. I do not take kindly to being controlled through speech rolls.))
Charles tries to calm done Lyra.
Walk back over to my uniform, pick it up at arm's length, keeping it far away from my body, and throw it at the Offensive, Controlling, Uninformed Man. watch him get eaten.
*sigh* This would be much quicker if you just explained what's wrong. I'm assuming this uniform has been tampered with judging by your behavior.You sigh as the uniform slides off you and lands on the ground, jingling with the hidden fish scale armor inside it. You unsling your rifle and examine the uniform through the scope.
Charles drops the uniform and aims his rifle at it. Utilizing the electronic scope, he tries to examine it for anything unusual.
The Parasite appears to be dormant...clever thing. Luckily you seem to have the controlling man on your side now. Or rather, In your corner.((Sure, I'll RP. Lyra might not actually be yelling; since all-caps text can be seen as an increase in volume relative to the character's normal volume. Since Lyra is normally really quiet, you could just interpret that as Lyra speaking slightly more loudly than normal.))((I prefer the sudden moment of clarity / mental scream theory, but thanks.))
"Uh... excuse me ma'am, why are you throwing your uniform around? I know it's a rather hideous piece but that's just overreacting. *sigh* If you suspect something is wrong with the uniform or if its been tampered with, please do inform the rest of us, I understand that certain people here aren't exactly the most trustworthy, myself included. However, we are a team and if we wish to survive, for better or worse, we'll have to communicate with each other. So ma'am, would you please tell me what you are screaming about?"
Watch the uniform attempt to eat him. Ready my microwave amp to incinerate the thing after he realizes the problem but before it does any permanent damage.
EDIT: - for clarity
only use amp after the uniform attacks, and I really don't want to set my teammate on fire if I have a choice in the matter.
(( Okay, so when you say 'keypad for pre-programmed actions', I should think 'keyboard for programming the scout eye.' Alright, awesome.The programmable actions seem fairly simple; mostly just stringing together different kinds of movements with timers or distance traveled checks. Move forward 10 feet, wait 30 seconds, move up 50 feet, wait 10 seconds, etc.
Still need to obtain the API though, which is what I was after :P ))
Examine manual / controller for scout eye MORE! Specifically, what sort of actions can it be pre-programmed to take, how long can it scout, etc.
Head out to the courtyard, and attempt to make a program for the eye to slowly do one small (5ft-ish) circle, and then land. Do not execute. (yet)
"Servants are treated as servants. We are beneath you. Your desires are our desires and we wish nothing but to serve you. All those beneath you are considered your servants. The brown serves the black and silver."PW! Lyra running around yelling? really? not cool. If that's the conclusion reached upon inspection - namely, that the uniform is a space monster, then I can work with that. but Lyra yelling? that doesn't happen.((I'm with the same comment. Sometimes PW doesn't RP the character's right, but glad that there's not enough exact detail there's always space for other details.
[...]
@Emp:((I suggest that you RP that if you want to be taken seriously. I do not take kindly to being controlled through speech rolls.))
Also yes. Control through other's speech roll >_>))((Actually this was one of my first thoughts on the mission, so its not. :P))((Not necessarily, people sometimes find philosophical meaning in random flora or view the entire mission as a metaphor for the nature of humanity.))((That's odd.))
((Also, Noir voice! XD))
Feyri pouted. Her faceplate was up, and she was sure the woman could see her face through the visor. That, and she really wondered why the dress code for servants were purely pants.
Did these people have gender discrimination?
"You don't have to be timid around us, you know. I understand the customs of the area, but would like to know more about them--specifically regarding caste system and how they treat others: like servants, and the masses.
"What or how should you act when being addressed by security, or us, by the way?"
Oh I'm sure she would answer these questions. Not answering them is just rude, and I doubt any religious binding can stop any answer for these...
Inquire!
Continue idle noir daydream."She was on the run. Aren't they always? Dames, more trouble then they're worth, and this one was worth a hell of a lot. She told me that she had found her way onto the shitlist of a fleshdealer, a guy by the name of Okley. I knew him. Fleshing wasn't his only racket. He had a half dozen fixes from rigging the death matches to shipping in Mindrot. He owned half the colony, legally or otherwise, and wasn't the type of man to go up against if you like breathing. And I still liked breathing, even if it was through a haze of bluesmoke and scotch.
React disfavor ably should I be disturbed from it.
>Be careful about the questions you ask. They may seem treasonous, if not spoken correctly. For now, trust me, and do as they ask.Faith froze for a moment, then glanced down at her body.
"...Sorry. I guess I don't know enough about this place to make judgements," Faith mumbled quietly back to Steve.
Then it was back to questioning the servant girl.
(sounds like something from the Hubbard library.)((I assume that's a good guess, but wrong.
Charles paled. ohshitohshitohshitohshitohshitohshitohshitohshitFaith sighed again. Another elite cadre of HMRC professionals hard at work.
"Damnit... I could've sworn I saw something there. Attention all HMRC units, I suspect these uniforms may have been tampered with or otherwise sabotaged. Please carefully inspect them before putting them on. I think I saw some sort of organic contamination on it... or is the entire uniform the contaminant..."
Charles keeps his rifle aimed at the uniform, trying to examine the physiology of the parasite.
(("Damnit... I could've sworn I saw something there. Attention all HMRC units, I suspect these uniforms may have been tampered with or otherwise sabotaged. Please carefully inspect them before putting them on. I think I saw some sort of organic contamination on it... or is the entire uniform the contaminant...""Also, what kinds of fabrics do you use in making these uniforms? Do I look ok in this?" Feyri said to the servant, eying her expression and response. "Why do you only wear pants? I am unfamiliar with the dress code here, so please enlighten me."
Seriously? :/
Steve said they messaged him directly to know our measurements. Steve gave it. It would be very weird in that notion.
Hi there Faith..
I've been wanting to chat with you for quite some time but couldn't muster up the courage to do so..and am quite curious on what happened to you..not feeling well with seeing the synthetics and all.
You ok? :/
Quote from: Feyri Nirel = Faith Valentine (Channel 107.1)Hi there Faith..
I've been wanting to chat with you for quite some time but couldn't muster up the courage to do so..and am quite curious on what happened to you..not feeling well with seeing the synthetics and all.
You ok? :/
Yes, I'm fine. I was underprepared, and synthflesh is considerably harder to kill than normal flesh, while remaining relatively small and very dextrous. I felt it would be preferable to the bulk of a battlesuit or continuing to be relatively unarmored.
Speaking of which, I regret not getting time to work on a better battle shield. It's an interesting concept.
How is your current gear, anyway?
Sorry about that, it's hard to differentiate these delusions from reality sometimes. I tend to report everything I see since a few times I've mistakenly dismissed actual events as hallucinations. I'll try to verify the nature of my perception next time.
((I'm going to ask something I should have asked about a long time ago.
How do you make these "false" quotes that you all use to send wrist-pad messages to each other?))
[quote=Hello World]Hi![/quote]
ProducesHi!You can change anything after the equals sign to what you want to be written after the "from: " part of the quote.
((I'm going to ask something I should have asked about a long time ago.
How do you make these "false" quotes that you all use to send wrist-pad messages to each other?))Code: [Select][quote=Hello World]Hi![/quote]
ProducesQuote from: Hello WorldHi!
Check here (http://wiki.simplemachines.org/smf/Basic_Bulletin_Board_Codes) for more info.
NO! GIVE HIM AIDS!
((While we're on the subject, how did that get to be SOP for messages?))((I think Feyri was the first to use it? I don't remember. But it makes sense because it looks like a rectangular screen you would expect to find on a wristpad and you can make it have a "from:" and "to:", like this:
Braiiinz!Of course there's no standard. You can just write something like "Message over private channel:" or "Wristpad message:" and you'll be fine. Just an easy way to identify messages.))
((Yeah, totally me! :p((While we're on the subject, how did that get to be SOP for messages?))((I think Feyri was the first to use it? I don't remember. But it makes sense because it looks like a rectangular screen you would expect to find on a wristpad and you can make it have a "from:" and "to:", like this:Quote from: Zombie -> To: SurvivorBraiiinz!Of course there's no standard. You can just write something like "Message over private channel:" or "Wristpad message:" and you'll be fine. Just an easy way to identify messages.))
Quote from: Feyri Nirel = Faith Valentine (Channel 107.1)Hi there Faith..
I've been wanting to chat with you for quite some time but couldn't muster up the courage to do so..and am quite curious on what happened to you..not feeling well with seeing the synthetics and all.
You ok? :/Quote from: Message from Faith to FeyriYes, I'm fine. I was underprepared, and synthflesh is considerably harder to kill than normal flesh, while remaining relatively small and very dextrous. I felt it would be preferable to the bulk of a battlesuit or continuing to be relatively unarmored.
Speaking of which, I regret not getting time to work on a better battle shield. It's an interesting concept.
How is your current gear, anyway?
I'll just pull up what I'm looking for.
. . .
Search word: Iridescent.Quote from: InventoryMKIII suit
Tesla Sabre [4:35/5:00]
Gauss rifle [9/10]
> (scoped with barrel) (+1 medium -1 short)(+1 long if scope is used)
> Digital zoom 1-10x
Arming sword (str 10 needed, +2 to str when hittin if str requirement is met) [Mark of Vo-nos]
A shield resembling this thing. (http://www.keiththompsonart.com/images/full/gunnershield.jpg)
Medieval combat manual. [1]
Laser rifle [30/30]
> Laser rifle battery [1]
Datapad [Diary] - Ship.
6 Stun Grenades
Huh. Doing quite good. Why're you asking?
This squad seems underequipped in general. I should speak to and evaluate everyone at some point.
Right, that's a good plan. However if-when it comes down to downright rioting, I'd at least want a covert squad to get to the basics on why they're doing that.
I don't like how this seems too straightforward. Besides, the concept of a god-king reminds me eerily of what I've learned in ancient earth history. Not good for us.
..Just my intuition.
Stacy quickly pirouettes back to the messenger.
"Excuse me, dear messenger, sorry to trouble you and such, but could you repeat those directions to the groundskeeper, please? I'm afraid I forgot them. It's what I do, you see. I forget things all the time. I'll write them down this time, just in case. Sorry again, really."
Ask for directions from messenger once more. If he agrees to help, jot them down accurately. Then follow said directions to what is hopefully a groundskeeper's hut. When destination is reached, either find a groundskeeper and ask him or her about borrowing a sprayer or, if none are around, search for one in the hut and around it. If a chemical sprayer is obtained, return to glorious HMRC clubhouse. If chemical sprayer is not obtained, reflect on own Heretical ineptitude.
...Right. Years of influence, of slavery. Darn goodness are they stuck with this notion.
Feyri nodded as the woman told of herself and what she defined herself as. It was distressing..and disconcerting how she said it with a straight face, albeit not looking directly at her.
The culture also seems to be firmly ingrained in their mannerisms.
"How shall I address you? As a servant, or as your real name? Because if the latter, then my order onto you is that you let me call you by your real name. Next, what is the time of day now? Afterwards, where are the commons? That's our destination."
Perhaps keeping it in brevity would help...
Address servant, inquire and ask.
"How do you feel about yourself? And this is an interrogative order, not a request."
"I will."(sounds like something from the Hubbard library.)((I assume that's a good guess, but wrong.
Anyone else want to try and guess?))
"Okay. Will you be here later?"
After she answers, go over to where the parasite theorists are.
"What are you doing?"
((I'll be using a green glow to indicate radio communication to the rest of the team.))The parasite appears to be made of some sort of cunning fabric like material with what look like stitches holding it together, and something like buttons down it's center. Maybe eyes? Or Egg sacks.
Charles paled. ohshitohshitohshitohshitohshitohshitohshitohshit
"Damnit... I could've sworn I saw something there. Attention all HMRC units, I suspect these uniforms may have been tampered with or otherwise sabotaged. Please carefully inspect them before putting them on. I think I saw some sort of organic contamination on it... or is the entire uniform the contaminant..."
Charles keeps his rifle aimed at the uniform, trying to examine the physiology of the parasite.
((Well, looks like the delusion is also pathogenic :P))
"...Huh?"[intuition: 1-1]
Remove and inspect uniform.
"What would you like to do? We can arrange for many things; what would be your desire?"Charles paled. ohshitohshitohshitohshitohshitohshitohshitohshitFaith sighed again. Another elite cadre of HMRC professionals hard at work.
"Damnit... I could've sworn I saw something there. Attention all HMRC units, I suspect these uniforms may have been tampered with or otherwise sabotaged. Please carefully inspect them before putting them on. I think I saw some sort of organic contamination on it... or is the entire uniform the contaminant..."
Charles keeps his rifle aimed at the uniform, trying to examine the physiology of the parasite.
"Servant," she said, turning back to the servant girl. "What forms of entertainment are available here?"
Entertainment options.
Slowly and carefully, without blocking Controlley's line of fire, search the parasite for:It appears not to move...but you have no idea how it senses. Maybe those "Buttons" work as crude touch receptors. And you're almost certain it feeds by draining your life energy once you put it on.
1) how it moves
2) sense organs
3) how it feeds
especially look for how to communicate with the creature, and any indicators of what it might want. we might be able to form an alliance after all.
"And I think you are going insane. Hopefully your suit will protect you in the event of any uniform related catastrophe. Do let me know if it doesn't."The scout eyes don't need to be recharged, but they do have a limit of how far they can fly before running out of fuel.
Figure out how long the scout eye can remain active, and what might need to be done to recharge it. Link the scout eye to my suit display.
Try to code in a 'return to remote' program. Ideally with obstacle avoidance, though if that isn't something the scout eye can do by default, just scrap the program and make a 'land' program that will cause it to lower its altitude slowly until it hits an object, then shut off.
Ignore the uniform nonsense.
(( cause while I could write obstacle avoidance into a program, I don't want to have to prove that it's possible, and I'm betting I'll just get told 'the scout eye turns towards the remote and falls out of the sky due to the calculation load on it's tiny, wimpy processor.' ))
Snap out of noirness and set something on fire.Set something on fire with the amp or try to find matches or some more conventional, less dangerous way to do it?
Watch what happens.
"I do not know about how they are made, but you look quite good in it."(("Damnit... I could've sworn I saw something there. Attention all HMRC units, I suspect these uniforms may have been tampered with or otherwise sabotaged. Please carefully inspect them before putting them on. I think I saw some sort of organic contamination on it... or is the entire uniform the contaminant...""Also, what kinds of fabrics do you use in making these uniforms? Do I look ok in this?" Feyri said to the servant, eying her expression and response. "Why do you only wear pants? I am unfamiliar with the dress code here, so please enlighten me."
I wonder if they're bound by honesty.
And ask this too.
((Get yer terms right. That's not pathogenic! If anything, a parasite would be symbiotic with its host. Also, it would be weird seeing a- wait, IC that.))Quote from: Feyri Nirel = Charles...Seriously? :/
Steve said they messaged him directly to know our measurements. Steve gave it. It would be very weird in that notion.Quote from: Feyri Nirel = Faith Valentine (Channel 107.1)Hi there Faith..
I've been wanting to chat with you for quite some time but couldn't muster up the courage to do so..and am quite curious on what happened to you..not feeling well with seeing the synthetics and all.
You ok? :/
Quote from: Feyri Nirel to Faith ValentineRight, that's a good plan. However if-when it comes down to downright rioting, I'd at least want a covert squad to get to the basics on why they're doing that.
I don't like how this seems too straightforward. Besides, the concept of a god-king reminds me eerily of what I've learned in ancient earth history. Not good for us.
..Just my intuition.
I suspect direct infiltration will be difficult or impossible. I agree we should ascertain their exact motivations if possible.
I doubt it will be straightforward. Recall that we are attempting to control a very large number of people, and that most of our squad is underequipped and inexperienced. I suspect we will have to be creative indeed if we hope to accomplish our mission without incident.
As for the rest, do remember that we have only just now arrived. It would be imprudent to make assumptions before we've even been briefed on the situation.
"What would you like to do? We can arrange for many things; what would be your desire?""Do you have anything electronic? Perhaps a game of strategy?"
(( Oh intuition rolls, why do you fail so hard? ))((You read about Raptor Pope? Mission 2, I believe.))
Continue to ignore nonsense. Take cover if barracks explodes.
Examine the scout eye for hidden features
"Thank you for being patient with an old, forgetful man, dear messenger. You are certainly a credit to your profession. If only more people were as helpful. But now, I must bid you- ooh, ooh, wait - I would ask one more question, if I may - I would like to have a private room, if possible. And some rope - not sophisticated, mind you, just some regular stuff.""What, may I ask, do you intend to do with such curious things?" The Messenger asks in return, steepling his fingers. "Nothing destructive, I hope."
Compliment and thank kind messenger, then ask for a private room and rope, going through the necessary motions to obtain the latter if needed.
"Kitten!"The servant comes over to you and picks up the uniform with a rather confused expression.
Call over to the servant I was trying to get to tell me her name earlier.
"What are these things, and do you have a stick I could poke it with?"
With the amp, of course![exo:4+1]
Set their uniforms on fire - they obviously don't want them if they aren't wearing them.
Slowly, without touching the buttons, put the uniform on. estimate the drain rate. remove it immediately if the rate reaches dangerous levels or I become tired.
Using Morse code, tap the top button in a pattern to say "do you understand this?"
if I get no response, repeat with the next button down, and so on. if I get no response from any of them of any kind, check the uniform for other sense organs.
((27% of our squad is now convinced those clothes are vile parasites.))Quote from: Feyri Nirel to Faith ValentineRight, that's a good plan. However if-when it comes down to downright rioting, I'd at least want a covert squad to get to the basics on why they're doing that.
I don't like how this seems too straightforward. Besides, the concept of a god-king reminds me eerily of what I've learned in ancient earth history. Not good for us.
..Just my intuition.Quote from: Message from Faith to FeyriI suspect direct infiltration will be difficult or impossible. I agree we should ascertain their exact motivations if possible.
I doubt it will be straightforward. Recall that we are attempting to control a very large number of people, and that most of our squad is underequipped and inexperienced. I suspect we will have to be creative indeed if we hope to accomplish our mission without incident.
As for the rest, do remember that we have only just now arrived. It would be imprudent to make assumptions before we've even been briefed on the situation."What would you like to do? We can arrange for many things; what would be your desire?""Do you have anything electronic? Perhaps a game of strategy?"
Video games or Go.
((27% of our squad is now convinced those clothes are vile parasites.))Doesn't it just make you feel warm and fuzzy inside?
...Seems to be dormant for now, Shouldn't be a threat yet.You finish setting up your rifle when the clothing parasite explodes into flames. Huh. Perhaps someone is performing a long distance exorcism?
Charles sets up the video feed as well as the turret and firing control systems of his weapon. He sets each of them to be accessible to all other nearby HMRC units.
(( Oh intuition rolls, why do you fail so hard? ))Well, there's a cover on the bottom of the scout eye that looks suspicious, like it's hiding goodies.
Continue to ignore nonsense. Take cover if barracks explodes.
Examine the scout eye for hidden features
Get dressed. Put the uniform. Go look around within the limits allowed.You get dressed and head down to the common room and then out into the area around the building. There are dozens of buildings spread out across the gentle decline of the hill toward the outer wall, and none of them with any indication of what they are. Do you want to just start walking or do you have something you're looking for.
((I'm impressed you managed to ignite the uniform without igniting the servant.))((Me too, but more for the self-control that must have required for him.))
Sit back, relax, ignore other team members and watch the fire.
Sopretty
Get out of building if it starts spreading.
"Meanie!
"Hey! I'm not that short!""Meanie!"I concur with the small child!"
Sit still in my corner, knees pulled up against my chest, arms holding my knees, and stare at the burning uniform for several seconds. then shake my head several times, stand up, and walk over behind Feyri. Tug on her elbow once.
"Perhaps burning a potentially idiosyncratic uniform was a bit of an overkill..."{"Set up your rifle? Charles, you are unauthorized to fire anything from any gun you possess while in this area. Respect the people, please?
"Okay, I've set up my rifle. You should all now be able to access the scope's view feed now and if required, fire the weapon remotely via your wrist-pads. If I should attach the turret module, you should be able to aim it as well."
Feyri turned to see Lyra when tugged on the elbow.Make eye contact for two seconds, then look at the flaming uniform for two seconds, then look back at Feyri and make eye contact again, head tilted to my right. look back down after four seconds.
"Oh hi Lyra, anything you need?"
"Hey! I'm not that short!"((how tall are you?))
"Don't worry, I'm not going to fire it at all if possible. I've just set it up now because if we actually end up in a situation where we'll need it, I doubt we'll have enough time to set it up then. Currently, I'll just use the scope to share footage of anything significant."Perhaps burning a potentially idiosyncratic uniform was a bit of an overkill..."{"Set up your rifle? Charles, you are unauthorized to fire anything from any gun you possess while in this area. Respect the people, please?
"Okay, I've set up my rifle. You should all now be able to access the scope's view feed now and if required, fire the weapon remotely via your wrist-pads. If I should attach the turret module, you should be able to aim it as well."
"...I didn't know that you could set up your rifle for remote control."}
"Perhaps burning a potentially idiosyncratic uniform was a bit of an overkill...""Was it you?"
"Okay, I've set up my rifle. You should all now be able to access the scope's view feed now and if required, fire the weapon remotely via your wrist-pads. If I should attach the turret module, you should be able to aim it as well."
((Not that tall. About average for a kid his height.))"Hey! I'm not that short!"((how tall are you?))
(( -.- what height is that?))((Not that tall. About average for a kid his height.))"Hey! I'm not that short!"((how tall are you?))
"Oh-aw. That's just.."look at the offered uniform for three seconds, then slowly take it and set it on my shoulders, then look down at the rather large amount of fabric trailing down on the floor. ((Lyra is pretty tiny compared to Feyri))
Feyri made a :-\ and began to take off (her own) uniform, giving it to Lyra.
"Take mine. Shai, do you know where we can get other uniforms by the way?"
((Call it 4'4"))((ok, now we know - Grate is bigger than Lyra))
((Is Lyra an elf?))((I am tempted to say it's because she's a little pony, but I'm afraid it would go mostly unappreciated. ;) ))
((Is Lyra an elf?))
((to quote Lyra:((Is Lyra an elf?))
((Of course she's an elf. She's small, looks younger than she actually is, has white hair and eyes and feels uncomfortable in human society. If that's not an elf I don't know what is.))
((Is Lyra an elf?))((I am tempted to say it's because she's a little pony, but I'm afraid it would go mostly unappreciated. ;) ))
"Well, I was planning to experiment with what may be an interesting device and its potential effects on people - I think it wise to isolate and restrain any subjects in that case, no?""We would prefer you not doing such things. As low as the brown caste is, most still find human experimentation unsavory."
As Stacy twirls around on his toes, he pauses.
"Although that gives me another idea! Do you have any expendable prisoners or detainees I could experiment with? If my device works, it will be rather useful in riot control, I'm sure."
Explain! If a room is given (plus rope or prisoners, preferably), be glad.
(( Ooo, I like goodies. :P ))It appears that, hidden in the bottom of the scout eye, are about a dozen little robotic legs. Seems like it has the ability to crawl around but for some reason it's not open or activated normally.
"Do I smell fire? Oh well, hopefully that won't end poorly."
Remove the bottom panel! Use appropriate tools if necessary. A hammer is not an appropriate tool.
[intuition:3-1]((I'm impressed you managed to ignite the uniform without igniting the servant.))((Me too, but more for the self-control that must have required for him.))
"That thing that just burst into flames! What is it?"
Slightly panicky childish question of -1 Intuition!
Sit back, relax, ignore other team members and watch the fire.
Sopretty
Get out of building if it starts spreading.
From here. (http://www.bay12forums.com/smf/index.php?topic=123854.msg4365604#msg4365604)"No, your caste. The HMRC Caste. I am unsure of its color.:
"Thanks! But I'm still curious. 'Our' caste? Does the servant and the guard caste have similarities? How would you dress in the presence of those greater than our caste, and for those lower than yours?"
Ask!
"Also, are there any distinguishing marks about the castes other than the color clothing, Shai?-"Sit still in my corner, knees pulled up against my chest, arms holding my knees, and stare at the burning uniform for several seconds. then shake my head several times, stand up, and walk over behind Feyri. Tug on her elbow once.
Feyri turned to see Lyra when tugged on the elbow.
"Oh hi Lyra, anything you need?""Perhaps burning a potentially idiosyncratic uniform was a bit of an overkill..."{"Set up your rifle? Charles, you are unauthorized to fire anything from any gun you possess while in this area. Respect the people, please?
"Okay, I've set up my rifle. You should all now be able to access the scope's view feed now and if required, fire the weapon remotely via your wrist-pads. If I should attach the turret module, you should be able to aim it as well."
"...I didn't know that you could set up your rifle for remote control."}
Just walk around our assigned building. Try to see how can we use the environment in our favor in case of problems, like in case of an invasion.The buildings themselves are made mostly of wood and surrounded by greenery, so fire would be a danger. Other then that, though, they appear quite sturdy, and the buildings in the higher levels are constructed mostly of stone, so they'll be a good fall back point if fire ever does come into play. There's plenty of high ground for snipers to take shots on invaders, and the area is tightly packed enough that your melee capacities won't be negated by firearms and distance fighting.
"Okay. FIRE! FIRE! FIRE!"in an attempt to inform people that there is a fire.
((She's not an elf.))((to quote Lyra:((Is Lyra an elf?))
((Of course she's an elf. She's small, looks younger than she actually is, has white hair and eyes and feels uncomfortable in human society. If that's not an elf I don't know what is.))
...
...
...))
"Nah, you keep it. We'll find a use for that later!"(( -.- what height is that?))((Not that tall. About average for a kid his height.))"Hey! I'm not that short!"((how tall are you?))"Oh-aw. That's just.."look at the offered uniform for three seconds, then slowly take it and set it on my shoulders, then look down at the rather large amount of fabric trailing down on the floor. ((Lyra is pretty tiny compared to Feyri))
Feyri made a :-\ and began to take off (her own) uniform, giving it to Lyra.
"Take mine. Shai, do you know where we can get other uniforms by the way?"
shake my head horzontally twice, then hand the uniform back to Feyri.
((It isn't in radio color :p))"Don't worry, I'm not going to fire it at all if possible. I've just set it up now because if we actually end up in a situation where we'll need it, I doubt we'll have enough time to set it up then. Currently, I'll just use the scope to share footage of anything significant."Perhaps burning a potentially idiosyncratic uniform was a bit of an overkill..."{"Set up your rifle? Charles, you are unauthorized to fire anything from any gun you possess while in this area. Respect the people, please?
"Okay, I've set up my rifle. You should all now be able to access the scope's view feed now and if required, fire the weapon remotely via your wrist-pads. If I should attach the turret module, you should be able to aim it as well."
"...I didn't know that you could set up your rifle for remote control."}
It never was my rifle anyway, someone left it in the armory with two full magazines and a note giving permission for anyone to take it. I didn't know that it could do that either until I examined it before we went into cryo, whoever made this was probably some sort of barbaric sadist but regardless, they included quite a few features that I can use."
((At least one should survive. Assuming an 11-year-old can drag two adult women out of a burning room.))((Lyra is with me, and I'm with the servant with me. Us three are outside of the burning room you're all in and in one of the adjacent corridors.
Nonchalantly head put of the building.((Thanks for using your head.
((That halves who Grate needs to haul out...but if Kitten resists, they're both doomed.))((At least one should survive. Assuming an 11-year-old can drag two adult women out of a burning room.))((Lyra is with me, and I'm with the servant with me. Us three are outside of the burning room you're all in and in one of the adjacent corridors.
No servant going by the name of Kitten is near me. But you are. Nobody's screaming fire though.
Hey security. Fix that.))
((To be fair, it was their mistake giving us downtime.((...Are you serious?))
((That halves who Grate needs to haul out...but if Kitten resists, they're both doomed.))((At least one should survive. Assuming an 11-year-old can drag two adult women out of a burning room.))((Lyra is with me, and I'm with the servant with me. Us three are outside of the burning room you're all in and in one of the adjacent corridors.
No servant going by the name of Kitten is near me. But you are. Nobody's screaming fire though.
Hey security. Fix that.))
((They called the HMRC. They've gotta be desperate, but they knew what they were doing when they called us.((To be fair, it was their mistake giving us downtime.((...Are you serious?))
"I know this isn't something you guys would expect of me, but I support Feyri's idea of giving these servant girls some top clothing."I need to ask Miss Feyri if this is actually Miss May.
((Grate is an Ender Wiggin motherfucker. That's not bad or anything, it's just how I perceptive him at certain moments.))((Hey, I take it as a compliment. Although this isn't a situation where Ender's superior intellect would compensate for his diminutive stature.))
((I'm still blaming you.))((They called the HMRC. They've gotta be desperate, but they knew what they were doing when they called us.((To be fair, it was their mistake giving us downtime.((...Are you serious?))
Or they shortly will.))
((Grate is an Ender Wiggin motherfucker. That's not bad or anything, it's just how I perceptive him at certain moments.))((Hey, I take it as a compliment. Although this isn't a situation where Ender's superior intellect would compensate for his diminutive stature.))
((I encourage you to; Xan's kinda a nihilistic dick.
He doesn't rhyme.))
((Actually, the dying bit was more...wait, before we continue, is there anyone who minds spoilers to Ender's Game?((What about Ender's CQC and Martial Arts expertise? By the end of the first book he's already mastered the "Punch People in the Nuts Until They Die" technique.))((Grate is an Ender Wiggin motherfucker. That's not bad or anything, it's just how I perceptive him at certain moments.))((Hey, I take it as a compliment. Although this isn't a situation where Ender's superior intellect would compensate for his diminutive stature.))
((I'm telling you, it's all a plan. The UWM sent you here because they know exactly how well the HMRC fucks up when there are civilians involved and they're hoping your incompetence will lead to the death of the king. After he's dead they will give all the power to the costume parasites. It's a conspiracy I tell you! I'm not crazy! It all fits!))((I was with you until the costume parasites.))
((...'death is life and life is abomination' worldview.))((See why I say you play omnicidalists too much?))
((I misread and thought that Feyri was nearby which wouldn't warrant the use of radio communication.))((It isn't in radio color :p))"Don't worry, I'm not going to fire it at all if possible. I've just set it up now because if we actually end up in a situation where we'll need it, I doubt we'll have enough time to set it up then. Currently, I'll just use the scope to share footage of anything significant."Perhaps burning a potentially idiosyncratic uniform was a bit of an overkill..."{"Set up your rifle? Charles, you are unauthorized to fire anything from any gun you possess while in this area. Respect the people, please?
"Okay, I've set up my rifle. You should all now be able to access the scope's view feed now and if required, fire the weapon remotely via your wrist-pads. If I should attach the turret module, you should be able to aim it as well."
"...I didn't know that you could set up your rifle for remote control."}
It never was my rifle anyway, someone left it in the armory with two full magazines and a note giving permission for anyone to take it. I didn't know that it could do that either until I examined it before we went into cryo, whoever made this was probably some sort of barbaric sadist but regardless, they included quite a few features that I can use."
"Did you check for any identifying insignia? Usually, guns have their mark of who made it, so if its customized then there would at least be a mark."
"No marks are insignias, it seems to have nothing to identify it's creator at all for some reason. Also, the clothes are still burning, are these suits fireproof? Because I may have to put out that fire soon."
((Ugh, labels and reputation. :-\))((They called the HMRC. They've gotta be desperate, but they knew what they were doing when they called us.((To be fair, it was their mistake giving us downtime.((...Are you serious?))
Or they shortly will.))
((I believe the point of the mission was to let everything fall to bits, and allow the king to pick up the pieces. Well, right now, it isn't so much falling, as exploding....))((We haven't even gotten to the crucial part and people are going all carefree and doing what they like.
((Wait, he has no genetalia?
*checks backstory*
Oh yeah. I'd forgotten about that. No, this is mostly due to 'death is life and life is abomination' worldview.))
((Really? Not the being raised by a mother he stitched together out of corpse bits named Blonko?))((Wait, he has no genetalia?
*checks backstory*
Oh yeah. I'd forgotten about that. No, this is mostly due to 'death is life and life is abomination' worldview.))
((No, it's definitely the lack of penis.))
((Why would Grate need to answer? You can read his thoughts! Or at least what I intended to be thoughts."Yes she is, Grate. What's on your mind?""I know this isn't something you guys would expect of me, but I support Feyri's idea of giving these servant girls some top clothing."I need to ask Miss Feyri if this is actually Miss May.
Grate points to Xan as he drags Kitten out of the burning room with his other hand."No marks are insignias, it seems to have nothing to identify it's creator at all for some reason. Also, the clothes are still burning, are these suits fireproof? Because I may have to put out that fire soon.""Fire? Put it out! Who is stupid enough to cause a fire here?"
((What is WRONG with you?))((Really? Not the being raised by a mother he stitched together out of corpse bits named Blonko?))((Wait, he has no genetalia?
*checks backstory*
Oh yeah. I'd forgotten about that. No, this is mostly due to 'death is life and life is abomination' worldview.))
((No, it's definitely the lack of penis.))
((Really? Not the being raised by a mother he stitched together out of corpse bits named Blonko?))((Wait, he has no genetalia?
*checks backstory*
Oh yeah. I'd forgotten about that. No, this is mostly due to 'death is life and life is abomination' worldview.))
((No, it's definitely the lack of penis.))
((Why would Grate need to answer? You can read his thoughts! Or at least what I intended to be thoughts."Yes she is, Grate. What's on your mind?""I know this isn't something you guys would expect of me, but I support Feyri's idea of giving these servant girls some top clothing."I need to ask Miss Feyri if this is actually Miss May.
...What's SOP for thought-bubbles around here?))
((TCM: What I was saying is, Grate was thinking that sentence.))
((Shall we make one?((TCM: What I was saying is, Grate was thinking that sentence.))((There doesn't really seem to be a standard for thoughts.))
((Shall we make one?((TCM: What I was saying is, Grate was thinking that sentence.))((There doesn't really seem to be a standard for thoughts.))
How many people have their normal speech-text italicised? Underlined?))
((Oops! :x((Why would Grate need to answer? You can read his thoughts! Or at least what I intended to be thoughts."Yes she is, Grate. What's on your mind?""I know this isn't something you guys would expect of me, but I support Feyri's idea of giving these servant girls some top clothing."I need to ask Miss Feyri if this is actually Miss May.
...What's SOP for thought-bubbles around here?))
...Oh great.QuoteGrate points to Xan as he drags Kitten out of the burning room with his other hand."No marks are insignias, it seems to have nothing to identify it's creator at all for some reason. Also, the clothes are still burning, are these suits fireproof? Because I may have to put out that fire soon.""Fire? Put it out! Who is stupid enough to cause a fire here?"
look down at the uniform in my hands, mouth slightly open, for two seconds, then look back at Feyri for half a second, then back down at the uniform. Next spread it out over the floor and fold it up. Afterwards pick the folded uniform back up and look off to the right of Shai and Feyri."Nah, you keep it. We'll find a use for that later!""Oh-aw. That's just.."look at the offered uniform for three seconds, then slowly take it and set it on my shoulders, then look down at the rather large amount of fabric trailing down on the floor. ((Lyra is pretty tiny compared to Feyri))
Feyri made a :-\ and began to take off (her own) uniform, giving it to Lyra.
"Take mine. Shai, do you know where we can get other uniforms by the way?"
shake my head horzontally twice, then hand the uniform back to Feyri.
Turn and slowly back up to the hallway wall until I bump into it, holding the folded uniform against my chest with crossed arms. Look between Xan and Feyri over roughly three second intervals."Xan, why did you just do that? Boredom is not a sufficient excuse!"QuoteGrate points to Xan as he drags Kitten out of the burning room with his other hand."No marks are insignias, it seems to have nothing to identify it's creator at all for some reason. Also, the clothes are still burning, are these suits fireproof? Because I may have to put out that fire soon.""Fire? Put it out! Who is stupid enough to cause a fire here?"
If Xan were there, he'd probably halfheartedly whine about Feyri trusting the kid over his <<++**==TRUSTWORTHY==**+>> self, but he was already out the door, likely whistling or some such activity.
Sit back, relax, ignore other team members and watch the fire.
Sopretty
Get out of building if it starts spreading.
Nonchalantly head put of the building.((you have to pass by Feyri to exit the building. She can perfectly legitimately catch you on the way out the door.))
((GWG, just keep the thoughts uncolored and you'll be fine I think.))((I did? Err..Feyri didn't. She just saw you without a uniform as you gestured to yourself in the MK suit, and..that.))
((Tiruin, how did Feyri know Lyra's uniform was messed up without knowing that it's on fire? meh, w/e))
"The servants don't have suits!""Well damn that then! Lyra, please help me by getting all the servants out of this burning area. Grate, try to call anyone nearby and warn them about this fire.
Help get Xan to fix this. If there's going to be any violence, I'd like it to start with the firestarter.
Quote from: Feyri Nirel > Faith ValentineHelp get Xan to fix this. If there's going to be any violence, I'd like it to start with the firestarter.
As in he's a pyromaniac or as in he's the one who started this particular fire?
"Okay. FIRE! FIRE! FIRE!""I mean to people who don't know of it Grate; outside!"
Quote from: Feyri Nirel > Faith ValentineHelp get Xan to fix this. If there's going to be any violence, I'd like it to start with the firestarter.Quote from: Message from Faith to FeyriAs in he's a pyromaniac or as in he's the one who started this particular fire?
Grate says he did..And I'm quite sure that kid can't lie like this.
Or pretty much assume. Because this is the only hallway out of that room, and he can't have been anywhere other than in said room along with everyone else.
Quote from: ResponseGrate says he did..And I'm quite sure that kid can't lie like this.
Or pretty much assume. Because this is the only hallway out of that room, and he can't have been anywhere other than in said room along with everyone else.
I'm not sure Grate's the most reliable witness around, however.
Still, I'll ask him about it.
Where are you going?
((I think we miscommunicated somewhere. what I remember doing was:))((GWG, just keep the thoughts uncolored and you'll be fine I think.))((I did? Err..Feyri didn't. She just saw you without a uniform as you gestured to yourself in the MK suit, and..that.))
((Tiruin, how did Feyri know Lyra's uniform was messed up without knowing that it's on fire? meh, w/e))
((It doesn't really matter anyway.))Feyri turned to see Lyra when tugged on the elbow.Make eye contact for two seconds, then look at the flaming uniform for two seconds, then look back at Feyri and make eye contact again, head tilted to my right. look back down after four seconds.
"Oh hi Lyra, anything you need?"
Towards you. ??
(("Forget the promise of progress and understanding, for in the grim darkness of the far future there are only adults who can't put out a fire."))((I am now imagining that monkey scene from the beginning of 2001: A Space Odyssey, only surrounding fire and a combination of aggression that they know how to do that and wild panicked flailing that they have no idea how to control or extinguish it.
"AAAH!"Well Kitten comes easily enough, probably because she wants to be out of the room full of burning psychopaths just as much as you, but Feyri stands her ground. And considering she weighs around 300 pounds, that makes getting her to follow you rather difficult.
Grab Ms. Feyri and Kitten, and then try to drag them out of the burning room. In addition, yell:"Okay. FIRE! FIRE! FIRE!"in an attempt to inform people that there is a fire.
"Oh well. I suppose I'll go about my business, not bothering you about matters of human experimentation and such. It probably would not have worked anyway. You've been very kind, good sir!"You pour your bottle of xeno spit into the chemical sprayer and seal it up, ready to be used.
Dance back to the clubhouse with chemical sprayer. Once there, fill it up with Xeno Spit if possible.
Ok, is there any reason you're asking her the same thing again? I mean, she just told you why she's not wearing a shirt.((She's not an elf.))((to quote Lyra:((Is Lyra an elf?))
((Of course she's an elf. She's small, looks younger than she actually is, has white hair and eyes and feels uncomfortable in human society. If that's not an elf I don't know what is.))
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...
...))"Nah, you keep it. We'll find a use for that later!"(( -.- what height is that?))((Not that tall. About average for a kid his height.))"Hey! I'm not that short!"((how tall are you?))"Oh-aw. That's just.."look at the offered uniform for three seconds, then slowly take it and set it on my shoulders, then look down at the rather large amount of fabric trailing down on the floor. ((Lyra is pretty tiny compared to Feyri))
Feyri made a :-\ and began to take off (her own) uniform, giving it to Lyra.
"Take mine. Shai, do you know where we can get other uniforms by the way?"
shake my head horzontally twice, then hand the uniform back to Feyri.((It isn't in radio color :p))"Don't worry, I'm not going to fire it at all if possible. I've just set it up now because if we actually end up in a situation where we'll need it, I doubt we'll have enough time to set it up then. Currently, I'll just use the scope to share footage of anything significant."Perhaps burning a potentially idiosyncratic uniform was a bit of an overkill..."{"Set up your rifle? Charles, you are unauthorized to fire anything from any gun you possess while in this area. Respect the people, please?
"Okay, I've set up my rifle. You should all now be able to access the scope's view feed now and if required, fire the weapon remotely via your wrist-pads. If I should attach the turret module, you should be able to aim it as well."
"...I didn't know that you could set up your rifle for remote control."}
It never was my rifle anyway, someone left it in the armory with two full magazines and a note giving permission for anyone to take it. I didn't know that it could do that either until I examined it before we went into cryo, whoever made this was probably some sort of barbaric sadist but regardless, they included quite a few features that I can use."
"Did you check for any identifying insignia? Usually, guns have their mark of who made it, so if its customized then there would at least be a mark."
Feyri turned back to Shai and looked at the color of her pants.
"You don't mind then, if I get something to cover your upper body?" While Shai did look graceful given the way Feyri supposed the higher authorities would look at servants as, she was shocked to see what others had assumed.
Because of the HMRC caste not supporting upper garments.
"So before I ask what time it is, why aren't you wearing a shirt?"
Ask.
Faith made another sighing sound.
"Our suits are insulated against extreme temperatures. There's nothing to worry about, except that we have another jackass amp user around."
Smother the fire with a comrade who's wearing at least a MKI. Apologize as I do so.
Then go down to the right of the common room and inspect those electronic entertainments.
Xan pokes his head back into the room, and seems genuinely surprised to see the flaming uniform.Faith picks up Xan and stamps out the fire using Xan's feet, slapping his legs wildly on the burning uniform. That done, she heads downstairs and finds a room full of what seem to be arcade machines.
Oh. Fire. Isn't that bad for you? We should extinguish that.
With that, he goes forth to not really valiantly fight the fire.
Smother fire with something not me.Quote from: Xan -> FaithTowards you. ??
It has been handled in a much less dangerous way.((I think we miscommunicated somewhere. what I remember doing was:))((GWG, just keep the thoughts uncolored and you'll be fine I think.))((I did? Err..Feyri didn't. She just saw you without a uniform as you gestured to yourself in the MK suit, and..that.))
((Tiruin, how did Feyri know Lyra's uniform was messed up without knowing that it's on fire? meh, w/e))((It doesn't really matter anyway.))Feyri turned to see Lyra when tugged on the elbow.Make eye contact for two seconds, then look at the flaming uniform for two seconds, then look back at Feyri and make eye contact again, head tilted to my right. look back down after four seconds.
"Oh hi Lyra, anything you need?"
sigh, walk back into the room, and Use microwave amp to return the burning materials/area to room temperature.
Look for locals training. Try to figure what kind of military training they have.You don't really see any big groups of guys practicing karate or anything.
You guys can head down stairs any time you want. If you're finished screwing around.((As in, briefing time?
Ok, is there any reason you're asking her the same thing again? I mean, she just told you why she's not wearing a shirt.((I was unclear XD))
((Is the fire all the way out?))((And almost everyone else has posted actions, I'll do a conditional.))
((Wait, is the sprayer full from just one bottle? I've got a full case of Xeno Spit, as I remember.))
Stacy dances a gentle waltz with his Xeno Spit-laden chemical sprayer toward one particular servant girl.
"Hello, dear servant girl. I need to test a version of perfume I've been developing for quite a while. Would you mind participating in a scent test? I'm going to need you to inhale. Deeply."
Find servant girl. Ask. If she agrees, spray her in the face with Xeno Spit, making sure my faceplate is down in the process. Hopefully xenobiological enzymes are just as effective when inhaled as when ingested. After all, that works with alcohol. If she doesn't agree, spray her in the face with it anyway. Observe effectiveness compared to ingestion. After test, dance down to wherever all the other HMRC guys and gals are heading.
((Is the fire all the way out?))Yes.
Follow FeyriYou hold on to feyri's suit and follow along behind her.
"They said that nudity was common. We were ordered to dress in a way that reflected that. And you should just head down stairs and meet with the messenger, if you intend to do nothing but wander around till noon."QuoteOk, is there any reason you're asking her the same thing again? I mean, she just told you why she's not wearing a shirt.((I was unclear XD))
"On the shirt note..that wasn't what you knew in the HMRC caste? We wear shirts here. I'm wondering why that wasn't given as a note."
Clarify. Then the below.
"Though I'd want to explore the area soon enough. Do you know any nearby significant places we could go to while waiting for noon?"
Chat and head outside with Shai, Lyra and probably Grate and his servant. Examine area.
Well that was certainly an experience.
Head downstairs.
Go downstairs.
Downstairs.
Head downstairs.
((Since no one has yet answered:))((Is the fire all the way out?))((And almost everyone else has posted actions, I'll do a conditional.))
IFF the fire is out, do the actions in the "Yes" spoiler. IFF they are not, do the actions in the "No" spoiler.Spoiler: Yes (click to show/hide)Spoiler: No (click to show/hide)
Charles follows the rest of the group outside.Everyone heads down stairs, joining Feyri where she's standing around with the messenger.
Put the scout eye down on it's legs. Attempt to move it very slightly with the remote, to see if it will use the legs automatically when uncovered.Simply uncovering the legs doesn't seem to be enough. Maybe there's something else you have to do...
If it does use the legs, play around with it to see how fast it moves on them.
If downstairs == briefing, pack up and move downstairs at the conclusion of the test.
"Oh dear, how unfortunate. Silly old butterfingers at work again."((Meanwhile, the servant flees in fear.))
Try to fix the mechanism.
((And rightly so.))"Oh dear, how unfortunate. Silly old butterfingers at work again."((Meanwhile, the servant flees in fear.))
Try to fix the mechanism.
((And rightly so.))"Oh dear, how unfortunate. Silly old butterfingers at work again."((Meanwhile, the servant flees in fear.))
Try to fix the mechanism.
"I have medical training, but brought no supplies. I am also likely one of the more intimidating and survivable members of this team.
Would you prefer I patrol or not?"
Berserker synthflesh Faith: Squishy Medic?
Grate looks up towards Feyri."Seek and divide."
"Miss Feyri, how will we arrange the patrols?"
"Miss Feyri, can I stay in the palace, then?""You stay here with others who I believe would help in getting information from the higher ups. However I'd like to hear the rest's opinion on this matter."
((You should probably check to see if "all times" means 24/7, or whatever passes for such on this particular godforsaken rock.))((So simple we all miss it. :P Tyvm!))
"To be honest, I don't think we're going to get too much information. Probably the obvious in general resentment level, perhaps the locals being more or less bold with different squad makeups. I suspect we're just going to have some people who are more observant or diplomatic than others, and that will end up being the primary difference.""'Perhaps.'
Faith glanced at Lyra and Grate.
"Theoretically we could have those two on increased gate duty, but I'm not sure if they're actually reliable."
"Oh dear, how unfortunate. Silly old butterfingers at work again."You're pretty sure you're gonna need to find a replacement, because you pulverized the damn thing into dust. It's kinda impressive, actually.
Try to fix the mechanism.
"Supplies can be provided. And yes, I would prefer you stay on guard here. Better that someone of your capacities remains here, should the compound need to be defended. The patrols are mainly to remind them that you exist; the uniforms and weapons should be more then enough to frighten them."((And rightly so.))"Oh dear, how unfortunate. Silly old butterfingers at work again."((Meanwhile, the servant flees in fear.))
Try to fix the mechanism.
"I have medical training, but brought no supplies. I am also likely one of the more intimidating and survivable members of this team.
Would you prefer I patrol or not?"
Berserker synthflesh Faith: Squishy Medic?
((And rightly so.))"Oh dear, how unfortunate. Silly old butterfingers at work again."((Meanwhile, the servant flees in fear.))
Try to fix the mechanism.
"I have medical training, but brought no supplies. I am also likely one of the more intimidating and survivable members of this team.
Would you prefer I patrol or not?"
Berserker synthflesh Faith: Squishy Medic?
"I can medic too, and I have some supplies. But I also have amps that would fit more into the duty with going into the town and all."
Grate looks up towards Feyri."Seek and divide."
"Miss Feyri, how will we arrange the patrols?"
Feyri looked at the rest, seeing that most of them had their faceplates still up and wondered what their expressions were. She had no faceplate before the visor.
"We're approximately a whole squad in number. Ten people. I'm thinking two patrols of four, with two reliable communicators in the Palace. For protection of course.
The patrols would be made of a signaller, a pointman, and two observers. One will handle the communications, one will be the strong arm, and the other two can fulfill any other role that would be needed, preferably in medicare or relating with the populace. Our best weapon at the moment is knowledge, and not the incessant killing of people who you don't know." She glanced at Xan's direction briefly, before looking back at the general audience. For some of us.
"However I'd like our best medical personnel to stay in the Palace along with a trained guard...Though we could split up into three groups of four, three and three.
"Any opinions?""Miss Feyri, can I stay in the palace, then?""You stay here with others who I believe would help in getting information from the higher ups. However I'd like to hear the rest's opinion on this matter."
"The belief holds that our caste is in color--with the high emphasis on nudity...which explains the emphasis on only pants; something I'd like someone to correct--and that we'd need someone who knows his or her way around technology. A hacker, just in case anything with communication goes wrong."
Inquire and wait for team response. Also, ask the messenger who is standing right there:
"Why do we need to leave medical personnel in the Palace anyway? Do you require aid in the infirmaries here? Next, what schedules exist which dictate the time?
"Could we request each and every one of us to be updated with your system of measurement, including time? Thanks. And perhaps local jargon. What castes are commonly seen in the local populace? How do we relate to them in rank and authority?"
The patrols are mainly to remind them that you exist; the uniforms and weapons should be more then enough to frighten them."((He's assuring of us this suspiciously much; we're probably going to get in a lot of fights.))
"Medical personnel is for your benefit. We cannot guarantee that our doctors will know how to handle your particular...enhancements. Having your own doctors around will ensure that you have access to medical care, should our systems fail."((Their system is going to fail. It might have failed already, but probably not.))
After weaving through his teammates for a few moments to diagnose the degree of repairs needed, Stacy decides that it's hopeless. So he walks like an Egyptian over to the gardener's shack to look for a replacement sprayer.
Discreetly head to the gardener's shack (I should know the way, having been there once, right?), request replacement spraying mechanism (point at pulverized one) or perhaps even a replacement sprayer. If I get it, head back to team after handing the helpful gardener a bottle of Xeno Spit. If I don't, ask why not.
"Well, if you're providing us supplies, then as a person with medical training I guess that makes me a fully functioning medic. for some definition of functioning... So I'll volunteer for guard duty. If I can keep it from running into things, my scout eye should make it easier for us at the gate to see things coming between patrols."
"How long do we expect the patrols to take? We should probably plan our guard rotation around that, unless we want to have a more unpredictable schedules."
Ask the messenger to bring us available medical supplies. Also ask about how long he expects a city patrol to take, just based on the size of the city.
((Where did everyone go?))((Xan's got nothing to say; I dunno about everyone else.))
Discreetly head to the gardener's shack (I should know the way, having been there once, right?), request replacement spraying mechanism (point at pulverized one) or perhaps even a replacement sprayer. If I get it, head back to team after handing the helpful gardener a bottle of Xeno Spit. If I don't, ask why not.
"Um...Miss Feyri, should we set up patrol schedules? I'd suggest breaking the day into four portions of four hours each, and having us each patrol two and rest two. Unless we want to go simple and have a Day Shift and a Night Shift, but the four-piece schedule has the advantage that we could more easily set up overlapping patrols, guaranteeing constant coverage.""Good question Grate. And good suggestion. Since these times are very different from what I've been experienced with, what say everyone on taking this sort of schedule?
Chemical Sprayer? What for?
((Blargh sorry. Dying to work here x_x))((RL>B12))
Grate smiles and blushes a bit."Um...Miss Feyri, should we set up patrol schedules? I'd suggest breaking the day into four portions of four hours each, and having us each patrol two and rest two. Unless we want to go simple and have a Day Shift and a Night Shift, but the four-piece schedule has the advantage that we could more easily set up overlapping patrols, guaranteeing constant coverage.""Good question Grate. And good suggestion. Since these times are very different from what I've been experienced with, what say everyone on taking this sort of schedule?
((Where did everyone go?))
((I am SO sorry... Work kinda fucked me a little >______< I assume you probably killed me, so... yeah. Just want to say that...))((I don't think we did.))
((... Seriously? o.o Usually RTDs do that when you lose activity for a bit.))((I am SO sorry... Work kinda fucked me a little >______< I assume you probably killed me, so... yeah. Just want to say that...))((I don't think we did.))
((... Seriously? o.o Usually RTDs do that when you lose activity for a bit.))((I am SO sorry... Work kinda fucked me a little >______< I assume you probably killed me, so... yeah. Just want to say that...))((I don't think we did.))
GET CAUGHT UP WITH EVERYONE AFTER YOUR RANDOM BOUT OF SENILITY, YOU OLD FUCK.
((... Seriously? o.o Usually RTDs do that when you lose activity for a bit.))((I am SO sorry... Work kinda fucked me a little >______< I assume you probably killed me, so... yeah. Just want to say that...))((I don't think we did.))
((I'm pretty sure that our survival chances increase with the amount of inactive people considering the HMRC's catastrophic incompetence.))((... Seriously? o.o Usually RTDs do that when you lose activity for a bit.))((I am SO sorry... Work kinda fucked me a little >______< I assume you probably killed me, so... yeah. Just want to say that...))((I don't think we did.))
GET CAUGHT UP WITH EVERYONE AFTER YOUR RANDOM BOUT OF SENILITY, YOU OLD FUCK.
((I think I can serve as an example of competent incompetence.))((I'm pretty sure that our survival chances increase with the amount of inactive people considering the HMRC's catastrophic incompetence.))((... Seriously? o.o Usually RTDs do that when you lose activity for a bit.))((I am SO sorry... Work kinda fucked me a little >______< I assume you probably killed me, so... yeah. Just want to say that...))((I don't think we did.))
GET CAUGHT UP WITH EVERYONE AFTER YOUR RANDOM BOUT OF SENILITY, YOU OLD FUCK.
Quote from: Feyri Nirel > StacyChemical Sprayer? What for?
The chemical sprayer is needed to create a potential crowd-control weapon (really, just a chemical sprayer with a particular payload) - I have the concept well in hand, but I have no idea whether it will work properly in a practical setting. I'm going to have to ask you to spray somebody in the face with it, actually - if it works as I think it will, we will have an ingenious party favor at the very least and an effective non-lethal anti-civilian weapon with very plentiful ammunition at best. Yay!
((We aren't really inactive. It's just that there is an extremely awkward atmosphere due to how badly we misidentified our uniforms. Charles is just keeping quiet since he doesn't want to accidentally broadcast another delusion.))
((Well that's my reason for keeping my character quiet anyway. I mean, we've gotten out of stasis, someone insulted their ruler/god, people screamed at each other while naked, someone else waved his junk in an official's face, we've mistaken a uniform for a giant sentient space parasite, set the uniform on fire and stared at it while it burned for an extended period of time before anyone tried extinguishing it. If we start failing more any time soon, WE MIGHT GET DISHONORABLY DISCHARGED FROM THE HMRC FOR INCOMPETENCE!))
(( And I'm a medic that uses high science to start fires! Who needs conventional weapons!))
(( And I'm a medic that uses high science to start fires! Who needs conventional weapons!))
((Wait, what's your profession? If it's Fleshtech, we may be in quite a lot of trouble.))
(( It's fleshtech. Can you spell 'Manipulator Powered Cauterization'? And 'Medic Shot Self and Five Others in Foot with One Bullet. More at 11.'
... and now I want an auto-manip that serves the same function as an electro-cautery tool. Because why do things safely when you can use a barely understood form of science to the same ends?))
Stacy whirls around as he waits for somebody to say something. Anybody. Anything. The silence becomes deafening.
"Excuse me, dear messenger, but I had a question - in relation to us, do lower castes have any inalienable rights like their right to life, the right to live unimpeded in a caste system and the right to pursue their happiness within the confines of said caste system, or maybe some other rights we can't trample over in our ever-demanding quest for justice? Or are they legally required to submit to us, no matter what we want to do with them?"
"Also, do you know of any openly rebellious and heretical members of the higher castes? I know, seems unlikely, but you never know, really. If we come across one that's agitating the people and whatnot, how are we allowed to deal with him or her?"
"Finally, may I be excused to retrieve another chemical sprayer right quick? I'm afraid I broke the one I got - silly mistake on my part. I can keep in radio contact with the team while I do this, you know, I probably won't miss a thing."
Ask these things, hopefully receive answers. If excused by messenger, head on over to gardener's shack and obtain chemical sprayer in previously outlined manner.Discreetly head to the gardener's shack (I should know the way, having been there once, right?), request replacement spraying mechanism (point at pulverized one) or perhaps even a replacement sprayer. If I get it, head back to team after handing the helpful gardener a bottle of Xeno Spit. If I don't, ask why not.
Like so.
The Messenger gives you directions and assures you that he'll have a map for you sometime soon.((Where did everyone go?))
(( My guess would be '4th of July weekend', or something like that. Possibly combined with a lack of urgency about us, and other RL factors. Go RL! ))
Alright, could you let me know where the infirmary is? I'd like to go get some basic supplies, and see if there's anything of ours your doctors really can't handle. Other than the prosthetics and the synflesh.
Actually, any chance we could get a map of the area?
Inquire within, then head over to the infirmary to check the supplies there.
Don't worry about it. I don't kill off the unresponsive. If you go silent I just have you follow along with the group. So you're with'em, just sort of standing there silently. Worse comes to worse I either throw you in a stasis pod back on ship to see if you return, or I make you into an NPC, like Victor and Ivan.((... Seriously? o.o Usually RTDs do that when you lose activity for a bit.))((I am SO sorry... Work kinda fucked me a little >______< I assume you probably killed me, so... yeah. Just want to say that...))((I don't think we did.))
GET CAUGHT UP WITH EVERYONE AFTER YOUR RANDOM BOUT OF SENILITY, YOU OLD FUCK.
((Well that's my reason for keeping my character quiet anyway. I mean, we've gotten out of stasis, someone insulted their ruler/god, people screamed at each other while naked, someone else waved his junk in an official's face, we've mistaken a uniform for a giant sentient space parasite, set the uniform on fire and stared at it while it burned for an extended period of time before anyone tried extinguishing it. If we start failing more any time soon, WE MIGHT GET DISHONORABLY DISCHARGED FROM THE HMRC FOR INCOMPETENCE!))((Grate had such a future as...um...a member of insane space convicts doing extremely dangerous things for insane space executives in hopes of one day earning his freedom...being discharged might not be so bad.))
((Grate had such a future as...um...a member of insane space convicts doing extremely dangerous things for insane space executives in hopes of one day earning his freedom...being discharged might not be so bad.))((I'm fairly certain early discharge in the HMRC involves the airlock and the armory master.
Also it is hilarious that phenominal cosmic powers and melee weapons use the same skill (Unconventional. They do not shoot things with other things.).
phenominal cosmic powers((Meh, they're pretty unremarkable cosmic powers.))
As Stacy performs a merry jig, he tries to explain what he needs to the groundskeeper.The man looks from you, to the sprayer, back to you and then back to the sprayer. He walks back into the shed and comes back a moment later with a new sprayer head.
Point to the destroyed spraying mechanism urgently, hope the message carries across. If not, point at the thing again, then show two fingers to the groundskeeper, then point at self. If that doesn't work either, look for a sprayer myself.
Continue to be weird silent old guy, adjusting kinetic amplifier and such. Wonder if the kinetic amplification from the glove would help with using the sword to slice things into a million pieces, since I seem to be stuck helping with the whole... well, actual missions things. BEAUROCRACY!Kinetic amps won't help you swing swords harder. They're strange sort of things. Imagine them like brass knuckles, because functionally, they're pretty close. They don't make your arm swing faster or let you use melee weapons with more force. They simply amplify the force you put into them. The knuckles amplify it by reducing the surface area of the blow and putting the force behind a non-deforming surface. The kinetic amp does it by literally multiplying the force through vaguely understood and heavily guarded science. To put it another, more visual way
Also it is hilarious that phenominal cosmic powers and melee weapons use the same skill (Unconventional. They do not shoot things with other things.).
Well, better than nothing, which is what *I* have. And what most of our medics have, for that matter...You grab a first aid kit's worth of supplies and scoot back to the group, who seem to be doing nothing in particular.
By radio: They don't have much in the way of advanced medical supplies, but it should be enough to patch our wounds, especially since suit integrity is not critically important here. What does May have? We might want her to leave the medkit with one of the medics at the gate when she's out on patrol.
Take a small amount of the supplies, avoid depleting anything from the infirmary stock.
Return to the barracks to finish sorting out assignments.Also it is hilarious that phenominal cosmic powers and melee weapons use the same skill (Unconventional. They do not shoot things with other things.).
(( Yeah, I think that's part of the reason I chose unconventional. If high science fails me, I can always pick up a piece of glass :P ))
"So, who wants to go into the town with me?"
"Why?"
"...Make sure to wear those uniforms as well; they're quite important."
"Wonderful, dear groundskeeper! Simply wonderful! You are a credit to your profession! I could kiss you, but there's a faceplate in the way and you'd probably take it the wrong way. Anyway, see ya later, buddy!"
Wave to gardener and replace the sprayer head. Then go back to the group.
"Why?"
"...Make sure to wear those uniforms as well; they're quite important."
Ask
follow behind the messenger, hands behind my back, looking down and to the left.
Charles inspects his uniform. He doesn't want to risk another possible contamination.[intuition:2]
"But surely our Mk suits already indicate our status? Anyway, our reputation is as a legion of violent, murderous hooligans to begin with, the absence of a proper uniform would indicate our supposed barbarism and hence help intimidate hostiles.""Yeah, well I don't like that reputation, and I'd love it if we changed it to a disciplined legion, in the very least. And guess why the servants were without upper body covering?
"Hey, Feyri! May I ask you to test my invention on some agitators/willing or unwilling test subjects? I tried to spray someone in the face with this device, but only succeeded in crushing it in my hands. I'm kind of a klutz with these things, so be a dear and help out, please. I've got plenty of ammo for it, so if you need a refill, come to me and I'll help out!""Sure.
If Feyri agrees, hand her the chemical sprayer. Follow May if she goes anywhere.
"Sure.
"What's in this and what does it do?"
Grate nods. "What's Xeno Spit? Why is it Xeno's spit? Is it a Xeno's spit or a Xeno's pit? Can I help test it? What's a Xeno? Where did you get it?"
((Come on, you must continue the HMRC's fine tradition of((Charles' colony retried the whole 'LSD for Psychotherapy' idea, except with Xeno Spit. Didn't work out well. At all. Charles would probably go into psycho kille rmode if someone tries to give Grate Xeno Spit.))screwing up childrengiving children unforgettable experiences. I gave Xeno Spit to a child and it turned out OK. Mostly. I think. I'm pretty sure it saved its life.))
Grate listens attentively, then tries to discreetly move away from Stacy and towards Feyri. He succeeds in moving but fails at discreetness.Grate nods. "What's Xeno Spit? Why is it Xeno's spit? Is it a Xeno's spit or a Xeno's pit? Can I help test it? What's a Xeno? Where did you get it?"
As Stacy boogies, awaiting Feyri's answer, he finds the time to explain to Grate the marvels of Xeno Spit.
"Xeno Spit, dear Grate, is a miraculous concoction that takes you on a journey within your own mind! Probably! It might also take you someplace else! You can get it, just like any good thing, for free at the Armory, Sandy will help you if you ask her. If she won't - grownups don't like kids touching grownup stuff, after all - you can ask someone else to give some to you. I'm afraid you can't help test the sprayer, though - you might accidentally kill yourself from inhaling the stuff, though if you really, really want to, you can try some Xeno Spit in the traditional ingested form - I've got a whole case of it. It seems mostly harmless, but it can be pretty scary sometimes, so it's up to you whether you want any. And, judging by the fact that it has xenobiological enzymes - a xeno is an alien, Grate, it's how sciency people call all the things not from human places - I'd say it's closer to spit than a pit."
"Ugh... that accursed beverage... *sigh* Grate. Do NOT under any circumstances try using that godforsaken poison. Promise me that. Please.""Okay! Sorry Stacy, I can't help your experiment!"
"But surely our Mk suits already indicate our status? Anyway, our reputation is as a legion of violent, murderous hooligans to begin with, the absence of a proper uniform would indicate our supposed barbarism and hence help intimidate hostiles.""You assume that everyone there knows what your space suit looks like. Or knows of the HMRC as a physical, military unit. I assure you that many consider the HMRC to simply be a pit of torture where the most loathsome criminals - no offense -are thrown. And even if they did know you as HMRC, why would they think you have power over them. Technically, without our backing, you're an even lower caste then the browns. If they see you going around, intimidating the locals with no backing of the government, it will just further anger them.
Excellent. Is it flammable?
"I would assume the law enforcers of your worlds wear uniforms as well?"shake my head horizontally three times.
Flamethrowers? No no no. Far too short ranged.
"Oh, it's no problem, Grate. You probably wouldn't be able to help me, anyway - the testing needed requires one to spray people in the face with a chemical sprayer, which, while fun, is probably not what you're best at, am I right?"((Um...where is my character sheet?))
Stacy thinks as he twirls about.
"Can you use any weapons, Grate? I mean, are you skilled in the use of any particular weapon?"
"Yeah! Don't be a moron!" Grate grabs a bottle of Xeno Spit from Stacy and throws it at Xan.Flamethrowers? No no no. Far too short ranged.
"No fire. Fire bad."
Grate grabs a bottle of Xeno Spit from Stacy and throws it at Xan.((because barfights solve everything?))
Grate hides behind Feyri, wondering why the bottle didn't break.
"These uniforms of yours are quite flammable. We just found that out earlier. Considering the prominence of incendiary weapons in our group as well as the risk of friendly fire, the uniforms are a potential liability. Furthermore, if a civilian were to utilize something such as a Molotov, the flammability of the uniform would once again be a liability.""But surely our Mk suits already indicate our status? Anyway, our reputation is as a legion of violent, murderous hooligans to begin with, the absence of a proper uniform would indicate our supposed barbarism and hence help intimidate hostiles.""You assume that everyone there knows what your space suit looks like. Or knows of the HMRC as a physical, military unit. I assure you that many consider the HMRC to simply be a pit of torture where the most loathsome criminals - no offense -are thrown. And even if they did know you as HMRC, why would they think you have power over them. Technically, without our backing, you're an even lower caste then the browns. If they see you going around, intimidating the locals with no backing of the government, it will just further anger them.
The uniforms conceal your identity as criminals and mark you as being enforcers of our will. I honestly don't understand why you'd be so adverse to wearing them. "
"These uniforms of yours are quite flammable. We just found that out earlier. Considering the prominence of incendiary weapons in our group as well as the risk of friendly fire, the uniforms are a potential liability. Furthermore, if a civilian were to utilize something such as a Molotov, the flammability of the uniform would once again be a liability."
(...You know things are bad when May is a voice of reason. >.>)((Truly, I vanish for a few days and everything goes all Twilight Zone.))
((An obvious question that nobody has asked: won't the clothing obstruct your suit's radiator fins, thus either setting the cloth on fire or boiling the user alive?((Good point.))
And I think you're forgetting something important, some things you should know when patrolling in a strange and unknown world?))
((An obvious question that nobody has asked: won't the clothing obstruct your suit's radiator fins, thus either setting the cloth on fire or boiling the user alive?
And I think you're forgetting some important things, some things you should know when patrolling in a strange and unknown world.))
((Hadn't thought of this, actually. They probably do have holes in the back or something, though.))((An obvious question that nobody has asked: won't the clothing obstruct your suit's radiator fins, thus either setting the cloth on fire or boiling the user alive?
And I think you're forgetting some important things, some things you should know when patrolling in a strange and unknown world.))
((Probably not - after all, the clothing is meant to fit over our suits. This does mean they know what our suits are like.
As for the important things, is it not talking to strangers? Not accepting gifts from strangers?))
((An obvious question that nobody has asked: won't the clothing obstruct your suit's radiator fins, thus either setting the cloth on fire or boiling the user alive?
And I think you're forgetting some important things, some things you should know when patrolling in a strange and unknown world.))
((That would explain why we were given uniforms. After all, flaming psychos outrank everyone.))((An obvious question that nobody has asked: won't the clothing obstruct your suit's radiator fins, thus either setting the cloth on fire or boiling the user alive?
And I think you're forgetting some important things, some things you should know when patrolling in a strange and unknown world.))
(( Yeah, I assumed that either there were holes for the fins, or that the fins burned their own holes and possibly that anyone who didn't consider this is now wearing a burning uniform. Either way :P ))
Flaming psychos outrank everyone.((Sigged.))
As for the important things, is it not talking to strangers? Not accepting gifts from strangers?((To refine my question, if you were going to do battle or go undercover in a foreign country, what would be the things you absolutely must know about?))
"I knew there was some catch to that notion."Masks are generally used by Law enforcement and soldiers. As you saw earlier."
"Messenger, sir. Is wearing any mask or concealment of the face objectionable to any caste? Is it perfectly normal for 'us scum' to be using such?"
Quickask.
"Also, messenger, how are we to detain people of a lower caste if it should prove necessary? What of people of equal standing? Can we detain the higher ones as well? Like, for instance, we see or suspect a higher caste member of causing trouble, can we remove him or her from their location under the pretense of, say, ensuring their safety in these troubled times? I know that this theoretically prove necessary, but just in case, you know?""Detain them via whatever means you see necessary and bring them back to the palace. We'll hold them here; there's a prison near the wall. In cases of those of equal standing or higher, do nothing; bring the matter to me and I will see that it is handled through the proper channels. Attempting to lay your hands on a higher caste would be...unwise. Potentially fatal. "
Ask quickly!
((https://www.dropbox.com/s/n35zk9tot00u9h7/idiots%20in%20space.txt))"Oh, it's no problem, Grate. You probably wouldn't be able to help me, anyway - the testing needed requires one to spray people in the face with a chemical sprayer, which, while fun, is probably not what you're best at, am I right?"((Um...where is my character sheet?))
Stacy thinks as he twirls about.
"Can you use any weapons, Grate? I mean, are you skilled in the use of any particular weapon?""Yeah! Don't be a moron!" Grate grabs a bottle of Xeno Spit from Stacy and throws it at Xan.Flamethrowers? No no no. Far too short ranged.
"No fire. Fire bad."
"Yes, You all should." he says as you walk up next to him. "One moment, if you please, it seems they still might have more to ask."(...You know things are bad when May is a voice of reason. >.>)((Truly, I vanish for a few days and everything goes all Twilight Zone.))
"Certainly," Faith answered the guide, following him. "Would you like me to wear a uniform as well?"
Follow guide.
You say that. Not sure anyone hears you what with small children breaking bottles over their own heads, nutcases threatening to burn people live and May recommending caution-the first seal is broken, the end times cometh- but you say it none the less.
I can take guard duty near the main gate. In case of invasion, my sword kills will be more useful there.
Say that.
I should have bolded that"I would assume the law enforcers of your worlds wear uniforms as well?"shake my head horizontally three times.
((I sigged it first!))Flaming psychos outrank everyone.((Sigged.))
"Really? Your police do not wear anything that would identify them as such? Seems like a very confusing system."I should have bolded that"I would assume the law enforcers of your worlds wear uniforms as well?"shake my head horizontally three times.
"You see, Grate? Xeno Spit is dangerous!""It is about 50-50 between the local dialect- Pharsec- and the UWM standard. And most people speak at least some of both,so it shouldn't be a problem. If need be we can get you a translator; But I doubt you'll need it. "
Help Grate up to his feet.
"Anyway, dear messenger, I have one more question - what language do the people of this town speak - one we can comprehend, the kind that the groundskeeper does or some other kind entirely? If the latter, would you mind providing us with some materials for linguistic studies of the local dialects and languages? Might be helpful in getting along with the locals."
Ask more!
"I'm afraid so," Faith whispered back. "Some squads are composed of more... balanced members, some less. The less sometimes get better or die. Otherwise you end up with May there."The messenger nods his head slowly, glances at May and nods again.
Faith nodded her head in May's direction.
Psssst, they're all crazy.
You accept Stacy's hand and stand up, grumbling at everything from your own reality bending failure to the crazy man who incited your rage.((I sigged it first!))Flaming psychos outrank everyone.((Sigged.))
((For the record, a failure of strength despite sufficient dexterity seems more likely to result in the bottle hitting my feet than my head.))
Grumble at Stacy and get up.
((Hmmm... There's definetly something fishy going on around here...))((You'll need to be more specific, otherwise you're being obvious.))
((Actually, I'm probably being the opposite of obvious (unobvious?) since I considered the thing I was talking about to be obvious so I didn't considered making it any more obvious or needing to talk about the obvious. Plus, I don't want to risk pointing out things you've missed, because missed knowledgge increases your chances of failure and failure is fun.((Hmmm... There's definetly something fishy going on around here...))((You'll need to be more specific, otherwise you're being obvious.))
((Actually, I'm probably being the opposite of obvious (unobvious?) since I considered the thing I was talking about to be obvious so I didn't considered making it any more obvious or needing to talk about the obvious. Plus, I don't want to risk pointing out things you've missed, because missed knowledgge increases your chances of failure and failure is fun.((Hmmm... There's definetly something fishy going on around here...))((You'll need to be more specific, otherwise you're being obvious.))
Anyway, the guy just admitted he either a)was part of the HMRC b)has worked with the HMRC before or c)has somehow gained knowledge about the specifics of the HMRC and since the UWM keeps most things concerning the HMRC a secret (one of the servants for example thought that the HMRC was nothing more than a place for torture (which it is, in a way)) means that he somehow gained a lot of info about the HMRC, even though he belongs to one of the lower of the highest castes.
Couple that with Steve's behavior, the armor they're having you wear and all the other strange things that have been happening here since you landed... There is a conspiracy here, I just not certain about who's conspiracy it is (I have an idea though). Or maybe I'm just paranoid and see conspiracies everywhere.))
((Oh, that fishy thing.))((Actually, I'm probably being the opposite of obvious (unobvious?) since I considered the thing I was talking about to be obvious so I didn't considered making it any more obvious or needing to talk about the obvious. Plus, I don't want to risk pointing out things you've missed, because missed knowledgge increases your chances of failure and failure is fun.((Hmmm... There's definetly something fishy going on around here...))((You'll need to be more specific, otherwise you're being obvious.))
Anyway, the guy just admitted he either a)was part of the HMRC b)has worked with the HMRC before or c)has somehow gained knowledge about the specifics of the HMRC and since the UWM keeps most things concerning the HMRC a secret (one of the servants for example thought that the HMRC was nothing more than a place for torture (which it is, in a way)) means that he somehow gained a lot of info about the HMRC, even though he belongs to one of the lower of the highest castes.
Couple that with Steve's behavior, the armor they're having you wear and all the other strange things that have been happening here since you landed... There is a conspiracy here, I just not certain about who's conspiracy it is (I have an idea though). Or maybe I'm just paranoid and see conspiracies everywhere.))
"Really? Your police do not wear anything that would identify them as such? Seems like a very confusing system.""Secret"
"Still, I would like to get some materials I could learn Pharsec from, could you point me toward where I could get some? For educational purposes if nothing else, you see. You never know what you might uncover when you know the local dialect, yes? I'm not asking for much, perhaps a schoolbook or two, some Pharsec literature?"
Follow messenger, insist upon getting something to help with learning Pharsec.
Faith is with the messenger, and both of them have run off already."Really? Your police do not wear anything that would identify them as such? Seems like a very confusing system.""Secret"
One word, before the messenger heads out the door.
Follow Faith, as always, hands behind my back, head looking down and to one side, but moving steadilly and evenly instead of my usual start and stop movement, and without the swaying from side to side I have done on rare occasions in the past.
yes... and I'm following Faith.Faith is with the messenger, and both of them have run off already."Really? Your police do not wear anything that would identify them as such? Seems like a very confusing system.""Secret"
One word, before the messenger heads out the door.
Follow Faith, as always, hands behind my back, head looking down and to one side, but moving steadilly and evenly instead of my usual start and stop movement, and without the swaying from side to side I have done on rare occasions in the past.
I've been pretty consistent about this."Why?"
"...Make sure to wear those uniforms as well; they're quite important."
Ask
follow behind the messenger, hands behind my back, looking down and to the left.
"Very good, sir! I'll be sure to get one. If there is one."You walk back to the group and take a seat on the ground, waiting for someone to give you an order.
Go back to the group. Await judgment of peers.
You really can't take a hint about when a man wants some quality alone time with a 7 foot tall synthflesh woman, can ya? Assume they gave you the slip. Or Faith told you to stay behind. Or something similar. They'll be back soon anyways.yes... and I'm following Faith.Faith is with the messenger, and both of them have run off already."Really? Your police do not wear anything that would identify them as such? Seems like a very confusing system.""Secret"
One word, before the messenger heads out the door.
Follow Faith, as always, hands behind my back, head looking down and to one side, but moving steadilly and evenly instead of my usual start and stop movement, and without the swaying from side to side I have done on rare occasions in the past.I've been pretty consistent about this."Why?"
"...Make sure to wear those uniforms as well; they're quite important."
Ask
follow behind the messenger, hands behind my back, looking down and to the left.
Indeed we should. Guy with the turret, want some help setting it up for us at the gate?So self decided gate guard shift 1 is Skylar, Renen, and Sort of Charles, if only for technical support. As per that gate, you're pretty sure it's that giant, single gate down there. The 30 foot tall one set into the equally huge wall that surrounds the palace. It's a good guess, at least.
Get Renen to come with me to the gate, help Charles setup his turret there. Make sure I understand how to use the automated machine of death correctly.
Realize at some point that I have no idea where the gate we're supposed to be guarding is and wait for the messenger to come back with a map.
"Very well, which magazine shall I use? Incendiary or standard? Should I prepare the magazine's detonation unit as well?"The Gate is pretty far down the hill from here; but it looks like the gate is rather ornate and almost Torii like. It's a great square arch holding heavy, iron banded doors that are kept just slightly open; enough for single file foot traffic and nothing else. Hiding behind a door might be effective, or you might even be able to find a way up onto the top of the wall. You don't see any battlements up there, but there are structures and people walking around, so it still might be worth looking into.
Charles removes the magazine from his rifle and looks for a good, semi-concealed vantage point at the gate. He does not insert a magazine into the rifle. Yet.
Head out for scout duty.By which you mean into the township, I suppose? Wanna gather a few people up rather then just running out there alone?
((Ugh. Great. I'm the leader and I fail due to RL busy-ness. >_> The only time I could try to help a mission solely via order.Well, it looks like Renen, Skylar and Charles volunteered for gate duty so far. May is about to head out into the township, so really just assigning a few people to go with her would be effective. Though You may also want to tell her to wait till the Messenger gets back with a map of their route and that phrase book.
...And I got lost halfway part through when Harry/Stacy gives that sprayer. If possible, could anyone PM me what just happened?
..Hate these situations.))
((I'm guessing the messenger and/or plot won't take kindly to you keeping the messenger from inducting Faith to his conspiracy and/or sexually harassing her.))((that is an OOC concern, and as such won't affect Lyra's actions...
((I wonder if Lyra's hair and eye color (both are white) will change how she is treated by the natives))(("You took her to a hair salon! YOU MONSTERS!"))
(("You took her to a hair salon! YOU MONSTERS!"))((Nope))
((Probably funnier than whatever you had in mind.))(("You took her to a hair salon! YOU MONSTERS!"))((Nope))
((Probably funnier than whatever you had in mind.))((funnier? yes. but less usefull. these people seem to have color coded ranks. If i'm guessing right, white is a high rank. I might get random respect due to coloration, not sure. can't count on it.))
((funnier? yes. but less usefull. these people seem to have color coded ranks. If i'm guessing right, white is a high rank. I might get random respect due to coloration, not sure. can't count on it.))((Hey, that's a good point.
If Faith notices Lyra trying to follow her, shoo her off with an annoyed look and a wave of her hand.((Faith tries to shoo Lyra off with gentle waving motions [Dex: 5+1] [Str:6+1] and then Lyra was cloven in twain, innards spilling everywhere.))
((D:))If Faith notices Lyra trying to follow her, shoo her off with an annoyed look and a wave of her hand.((Faith tries to shoo Lyra off with gentle waving motions [Dex: 5+1] [Str:6+1] and then Lyra was cloven in twain, innards spilling everywhere.))
((funnier? yes. but less usefull. these people seem to have color coded ranks. If i'm guessing right, white is a high rank. I might get random respect due to coloration, not sure. can't count on it.))
If Faith notices Lyra trying to follow her, shoo her off with an annoyed look and a wave of her hand.Ignore and follow anyway
((D:))((:D))
((You don't know about the messenger-HMRC-knowledge-admission part because that was whispered to Faith. So that part of your thoughts is out.))((that.. what? blast it, I hate when I miss such things. and I appear to be missing it when I read back. could you link me?))
((Asked here, (http://www.bay12forums.com/smf/index.php?topic=123854.msg4398238;topicseen#msg4398238) reacted here. (http://www.bay12forums.com/smf/index.php?topic=123854.msg4400846#msg4400846)))((You don't know about the messenger-HMRC-knowledge-admission part because that was whispered to Faith. So that part of your thoughts is out.))((that.. what? blast it, I hate when I miss such things. and I appear to be missing it when I read back. could you link me?))
"Certainly," Faith answered the guide, following him. "Would you like me to wear a uniform as well?""Yes, You all should." he says as you walk up next to him. "One moment, if you please, it seems they still might have more to ask."
He turns and whispers to you, "Are they always like this?"
Ninja'd..."I'm afraid so," Faith whispered back. "Some squads are composed of more... balanced members, some less. The less sometimes get better or die. Otherwise you end up with May there."The messenger nods his head slowly, glances at May and nods again.
Faith nodded her head in May's direction.
Psssst, they're all crazy.
"Things have not changed." He mutters.
"Hm... guess nothing to do but wait! Wait, wait, wait, wait, WAIT!""Shake shake shake! SHAKE SHAKE SHAKE! SHAKE YOUR BOOTY! SHAKE YOUR BOOTY!"
Shake moneymaker while waiting.
Go with May for town duty.
Go town. With peeps.Oh good, the abomination patrol is heading out to deal with the sensitive matters of policing an angry populace. What could possibly...not end up on fire and or sexually assaulted.
You continue to follow Ms. Feyri, who in turn continues to look mildly confused, very flustered and sort of annoyed.((I wonder if Lyra's hair and eye color (both are white) will change how she is treated by the natives))(("You took her to a hair salon! YOU MONSTERS!"))
Follow Ms. Feyri.
""Hmm... the entrance is currently a bottleneck, that should be useful until the gate comes down. I'll set up my turret hidden far behind the gate. If people attack, we can use manipulators and amps to deform them to lock their position into place.You walk down the hill to the gate itself, standing right in front of the bottle neck created by the doors and look around. The best place you can see is a building directly in front of you and a bit up the hill. Setting up in one of it's upper windows should give you cover and a great firing position on the door. Though; you're not exactly sure what the building is used for...you might have to convince it's owners to let you squat upstairs.
Charles looks for a concealed firing protection as far away from the gate's entrance as possible while still being able to cover a decent area that includes the gate's entrance.
(( We did have a few people volunteer for patrol, though I don't believe they've responded to May saying move out yet. ))You sit down in the grass near the building that Charles is surveying and watch the people slowly moving through the gate, idly tearing out blades of grass as you do. The general flow of the area is pretty chaotic. As soon as they breach that gate people go in all directions; but you do begin to notice some patterns. The majority of the unencumbered browns head off toward the right; while those with packages tend to head forward or leftward and appear to know the area better.
(( ... suddenly very curious as to what you're doing with Faith, PW.... Fortunately, I don't have the excuse of 'someone else should know where the infirmary is', having already been there. Clearly I should have left my scout eye! :P ))
Can that turret shoot down very far? If so, let's get it up on the wall, otherwise we should probably just set it up off to one side of the gate for intimidation value.
Get comfortable, observe the general flow of the area. Help set up the turret.
((I have only just realized that I have no idea what range bonuses and penalties the turret has.))Assume standard machine gun; ie best at medium, ok at short, bad at long and melee.
((PW: What range bonuses/penalties does the turret have?))
Well, despite it being questionable that she ever heard those things that make her question the messenger, we'll say that Lyra did follow Faith and the Messenger. That she got lost for a little bit when they gave her the slip but eventually found her way to the infirmary and,after several minutes of frantic searching, burst in on them in the pharmacy.If Faith notices Lyra trying to follow her, shoo her off with an annoyed look and a wave of her hand.Ignore and follow anyway
((ok fine, look. I don't plan on usually doing this, but I might as well explain why Lyra is being so insistent about this. The Messenger has given away that he is associated with the HMRC and has access to equivalent equipment. remember the mind-altering amps from the equipment list? Lyra does. The Messenger is attempting to subtley isolate one of our most powerful team members, and who is colored a color these people respect. if he is going to try to mess with someone's head, Faith is someone he'd want to do it to more than the rest of us. Lyra views her current actions as a very very good idea. for one, if we really ARE just going to the infirmary, then we'll have an extra person who knows the route, which could be very usefull. Faith can't be everywhere after all. additionally Lyra has basic medical training (no penalties, but no bonuses either), so is actually one of our second-line people for in case Faith is the one who is hurt and as a result Lyra has a legitimate practical need to know where the infirmary is, and could benefit from getting a medkit from there if possible. if we are NOT going to the infirmary, then Lyra's presence is going to make it signifigantly harder to futz about with Faith's head. and Lyra has been specifically training to resist mindfuck-amps so if she is targeted, she should be able to resist enough to call for help at the very least. finally, traveling in groups is just good policy anyway, especially in an unfamiliar place.
I prefer to not tell people what Lyra is thinking, because it bypasses her communication issues, but she really is quite sane.))
Head back to the common room, holding Lyra's hand if she seems to like that.grasp the offered hand in my own as we return to the group.
See what they've got in terms of video games.
((This will end badly.))
((This will end badly.))
(( Come on [Int:May]! ))
((I'm more worried about her comprehension of the local language. And how her personality will affect how she tries stuff. And the fact that she is insane by any definition.))((Maybe you guys shouldn't have let the two most insane people on the team go out and give first impressions.))
((Work. x_x Will be b-))((I'm more worried about her comprehension of the local language. And how her personality will affect how she tries stuff. And the fact that she is insane by any definition.))((Maybe you guys shouldn't have let the two most insane people on the team go out and give first impressions.))
"Miss Feyri? What should I be doing? When am I patrolling? Can I patrol with you? What happens if that mean guy sets things on fire again? What about these things?" (points to uniforms) "What are we supposed to be doing? Trying to find bank robbers and muggers and stuff? What do we do to them?"Feyri blinked and looked at Grate as if seeing him for the first time. After a long day.
((No roll to follow Feyri? Cool.You tug on Feyri's arm until she looks down at you.
Machine guns aren't that bad at melee range. Not compared to, say, rocket launchers or flamethrowers.))
Get Feyri's attention in some way that is not out-of-character, inappropriate, or embarrassing. Tugging on the leg of her garment or something like that.
"Miss Feyri? What should I be doing? When am I patrolling? Can I patrol with you? What happens if that mean guy sets things on fire again? What about these things?" (points to uniforms) "What are we supposed to be doing? Trying to find bank robbers and muggers and stuff? What do we do to them?"
Continue dutiful idling and moneymaker-shaking."Thats the way, UH HUH UH HUH, I Like it! UH HUH UH HUH!"
close my eyes and hold still for two seconds, then lean forward and hug Faith. continue to do so for five seconds, then let go, open my eyes, back up two steps, and nod once to her, then once to the messenger. then back up to the nearest wall and lean against it, eyes closed again, and slow my breathing back down. after I've finished calming down, Follow FaithIt appears to be a phrase book and a map of a town with a route drawn on it with a red marker.
EDIT:
If I get a chance, try to sneak a peek at whatever Faith was given by the messenger while we walk.
Head back to the common room, holding Lyra's hand if she seems to like that.
See what they've got in terms of video games.
Guard the gate with Skylar. While guarding, think about the best ways to use my surroundings in my favor in case of an attack.
Walk up to the closest person.You walk up to the nearest person, a man climbing the stone stairs leading down to the township, and shout at him in Spanish. He just sort of stares at you and nervously looks around while shifting the satchel he's carrying from one shoulder to the other.
*ahem*
DONDE ESTA EL MERCADO, SEÑOR(ITA)?
(( totally something I would have done, PW XD))
... Derp... You seem to have this in hand, Charles. Bring it down to the gate if the owner won't let you put it in there.
Wipe off the grass stain, then head through the gate and stand guard on the outside, again observing for patterns
"Okay, I'll radio you if I set it up."The man who comes to the door is wearing an apron and is covered in flour from the elbows down, with some blotches of extra flour scattered about on his face and upper arms.
Charles knocks on the door of the house in front of him and waits for a response.
Locate Market with instinct.[Intuition:1-1]
You're a Bureaucrat. Do Bureaucrat things toConsidering the gunshot and screaming you just heard, probably gonna need a death certificate, an official apology note, a forged pardon from the governor, and, possibly, a good PR man and an advisory job at a right wing news agency.obstructaid the party.
Like get authorization for going places and shit.
Or whatever needs getting through official channels.
"Okay."You walk over to faith, who is eying the arcade cabinets, and yank on her arm while questioning her constantly.
Go find Faith. If I find her:
"Miss Faith? When am I patrolling? Can I patrol with Miss Feyri? I trust her. What should I do now? What are we going to do about these weird things?" (points to uniforms) "What happens if that mean guy sets the city on fire? How did he set it on fire, anyways? Do you think the messenger is nice? What are we supposed to be doing here, finding bank robbers and muggers and rappersts and stuff? What do we do to them?"
Examine what the Messenger gave me.Attempt to examine what the messenger gave her when she pulls it out to do the same, if she is holding it too high for me to see, grab the arm holding it and gently pull it down low enough for me to see... or failing that pull myself UP the arm to where I can see anyway. if the latter option is the one I end up following, sit on her arm after accomplishing this.
((It begins indeed.))((Don't worry, I'll save these people!
((By "save" you mean "kill and/or mutilate," right?))((It begins indeed.))((Don't worry, I'll save these people!
Maybe.))
((No!((By "save" you mean "kill and/or mutilate," right?))((It begins indeed.))((Don't worry, I'll save these people!
Maybe.))
((and by "irritate" you mean "bore"))((No!((By "save" you mean "kill and/or mutilate," right?))((It begins indeed.))((Don't worry, I'll save these people!
Maybe.))
Only if they attack and/or irritate me.))
((It seems that you are the thing they need saving from. Well, you and May.
...Why did we send you two out on first patrol, again?))
((Oh yeah. GREAT DECISION, PEOPLE IN CHARGE.))((aye, et wur ah grt decizn, fur ya sea in dez ere parts, dah crazis rule. fur wit deh crazy, coms deh unpreditabilitah, en wit deh unpreditabitah, coms deh powah. yah wan dah powah? GIT MUR CRAZAH!))
(( Stop May? I'm not sure stopping May is possible, at least not without changing her target of these 1-6 combos XD ))((Were either of us close enough to notice that happening?))
Welp, first blood May, guys. Faith, you want me to try and bring them back, or just not make it worse?
(( Stop May? I'm not sure stopping May is possible, at least not without changing her target of these 1-6 combos XD ))((Well, I can think of a few options. Threaten to disassemble her as a stick, or put a carrot somewhere inside, or just tie her up and chuck her somewhere she won't bother anyone.))
(( totally something I would have done, PW XD))
... Derp... You seem to have this in hand, Charles. Bring it down to the gate if the owner won't let you put it in there.
Wipe off the grass stain, then head through the gate and stand guard on the outside, again observing for patterns
You walk out through the gate and take a seat on one of the stone stairs that wind down the hillside to the township below. The current pattern you see is that A. the palace gets some foot traffic but not a whole lot; with one person or group every couple of minutes and B. Your team is attempting to start a spicy international incident already.
((I am worst bust leader >.>((Don't worry, it's...wait, you are what?))
I WILL POST HERE. SOON. LATER. MORE THAN MAYBE :I))
...well, do that again and I burn you. Next one, then.
Walk up to the nearest alive person.
WO IST DER MARKT?
(( Stop May? I'm not sure stopping May is possible, at least not without changing her target of these 1-6 combos XD ))
Welp, first blood May, guys. Faith, you want me to try and bring them back, or just not make it worse?
((I am worst bust leader >.>((Don't worry, May has that covered))
I WILL POST HERE. SOON. LATER. MORE THAN MAYBE :I))
PS: Also, remember guys when we had an OOC thread that we used for OOC and that wasn't just a Ship Thread? Because I forget. And I feel like this post belongs there more than here. But I can't delete it. But then I look back on an entire page of OOC and shrug.
A double-tap suicide... why do I get the feeling you'd left less of a mess if you'd used your manipulator?
PS: Also, remember guys when we had an OOC thread that we used for OOC and that wasn't just a Ship Thread? Because I forget. And I feel like this post belongs there more than here. But I can't delete it. But then I look back on an entire page of OOC and shrug.
((Technically, it's always been the on ship thread.))
((Just out of curiosity I did some statistical math.
Right now, Einsteinian Roulette (all 3 threads) compose 4.160934% of all post in the Forum Games & Roleplay section.))
((Considering that:((Just out of curiosity I did some statistical math.
Right now, Einsteinian Roulette (all 3 threads) compose 4.160934% of all post in the Forum Games & Roleplay section.))
((Considering that probably most of the 3905 topics are either over or dead, if one were to attempt to classify our percentage of active games, it would probably be quite a bit higher.))
((The t key is so close to the y key.((I am worst bust leader >.>((Don't worry, it's...wait, you are what?))
I WILL POST HERE. SOON. LATER. MORE THAN MAYBE :I))
((You will die next.))((I am worst bust leader >.>((Don't worry, May has that covered))
I WILL POST HERE. SOON. LATER. MORE THAN MAYBE :I))
Enough shaking! Do a polonaise instead with an imaginary partner as I await phrasebook and orders from what may or may not be a fearless leader of some kind.The explosive charge doesn't have a detonator, per say, but it can be set to detonate via a radio signal. So you could, theoretically use your suit radio to detonate it. Or just set it on a timer. Your choice really.
Also, examine 1/8th kiloton charge. Do I have a remote detonator on it?
((Son of a...))
Faith glanced down at Grate.
"Don't know when you're patrolling. Yes, you can patrol with Miss Feyri. For now either relax or guard the gate, I would assume. You'll be wearing those weird things to look scary for the locals. If the bad man sets the city on fire we'll have to figure out how to put it out or run. If he did set it on fire, he was probably using a microwave manipulator or microwave amp." She showed him her microwave manipulator. "The manipulators look like this, they can create heat. I think the Messenger is nice, yes. Very patient...
No, we're not here to catch anyone. A lot of angry people are likely to attack or at least try to get into the palace soon, and our job is to scare them away from doing that. We'll have to get kind of creative for that."
Faith sighed. It was nice not having lungs to get tired of talking with, at least...
Examine what the Messenger gave me.
You see what Faith is looking at as well. It all looks fairly benign, the map for the patrol and the phrase book he promised the dancing man.Examine what the Messenger gave me.Attempt to examine what the messenger gave her when she pulls it out to do the same, if she is holding it too high for me to see, grab the arm holding it and gently pull it down low enough for me to see... or failing that pull myself UP the arm to where I can see anyway. if the latter option is the one I end up following, sit on her arm after accomplishing this.
((i'm tiny, and Faith IS fully synthflesh now. I probably won't even weigh her down.))
"Okay, thanks!"You walk down hill and over to the gate, intent on looking out over the township. However, your plans change when you notice May and Xan standing over the body of a freshly killed man on the stairs a few yards away. Skylar is sitting on the top stair of the path down, shaking her head.
Head over toward the gate and look out into the city.
"As you may or may not know, there is a chance of civil unrest occurring at this period of time. Needless to say, the Radiant One's palace must be well protected to minimize collateral damage. If possible, we would like to set up a defensive emplacement on the upper, gate-side window of your building and possibly one or two defensive personnel. Would that be acceptable to you? I understand that it is inconvenient to your regular operations but, we need to be able to provide the maximum protection in case of unrest."[speech:3+1+1char]
Speak. Use charisma!
...well, do that again and I burn you. Next one, then.The nearest alive, non-teammate is a woman quite far down the path. She seems to have heard the shot, but hasn't seen where it came from or what happened. You run down the stairs and, perhaps inadvertently, prevent her from discovering the murder by screaming in...german? at her. She seems just as confused as the first guy. Hopefully her head won't explode like his did.
Walk up to the nearest alive person.
WO IST DER MARKT?
((Just caught up reading this, and I find funny how intuition rolls are so often the greatest hidden enemy of this game. Really, how many accidents were started with bad intuition already? Almost all of them, actually.Intuition, team mates, yourself. These are all usually more of a threat then any of the alien berserkers I send your way. Such is life in ER.
On an aside, I really don't understand why you're all (Charles and Feyri) nuursing Grate. Yeah, he's a child. So what? Are you going to be trying to shielf him from all violence for the entirety of the next ten missions?
Finally, that secret conversation that happened between Faith and the Messenger will have to be made public eventually, or it won't be nice at all to people catching up.))
[int:2+1]...well, do that again and I burn you. Next one, then.
Walk up to the nearest alive person.
WO IST DER MARKT?(( Stop May? I'm not sure stopping May is possible, at least not without changing her target of these 1-6 combos XD ))
Welp, first blood May, guys. Faith, you want me to try and bring them back, or just not make it worse?
"...It was an accident. I didn't put points into Intuition, I didn't want to, okay? Let's see how you guys roll. Now that would be problematic. And Xan, don't think you're the only one here with magic fire powers, Missy."
Go off to locate the market again. This time with smarts. You know, Intelligence and Logic and all that good ole' buttfuck.
A double-tap suicide... why do I get the feeling you'd left less of a mess if you'd used your manipulator?(I probably used the wrong pronoun for you at some point)
Renen, I'm going to bring this corpse to the infirmary, watch the gate.
Pick up the corpse and gun, head back to the infirmary and drop it off, leave the gun at the barracks on my way back.
... Well, poo.
Onward to paperwork, then.
((I actually believe May is the leader in the bust department.
BUST A CAP IN HIM))
((..Just to note. No, I'm--Feyri-- not in that kind of competition at all, or would ever be if compared to May.))
((This is very weird, because I'm asexual. Surprising in the way that the assumptions come from a really...tainted point of view on how society portrays women--well, at least in some cultures. It's different where I am, but I fully understand your point though.((..Just to note. No, I'm--Feyri-- not in that kind of competition at all, or would ever be if compared to May.))
((It's just for reference, and how I realized the Doctor seems to build all his female body-works with some form of extreme sex appeal. Not very surprising, but I always assumed he was pretty asexual. Then again, he could just be doing this stuff because he assumes it's how he envisions a perfect female body to be based on whatever observations he's made when society portrays women.))
"My identity? Am I like a superhero now?"Feyri glanced away before kneeling and looking at Grate in the eye.
((May is Bust Leader. Maybe. Lyra or Simus might be E-cups or something, it was never specified.
((May is Bust Leader. Maybe. Lyra or Simus might be E-cups or something, it was never specified. And what about Faith? It seems like when the doctor is told to make any sort of female body he'll make comically jiggly ass 'n titties. Seems like a reflection into his own sexuality.))((nope. has been specified from character creation, Lyra is pretty much totally flat.))
((In that case, Lyra's face is horrific.))((-.- that interpretation is neither intended nor supported by me))
I have our phrase book and patrol route. Going to see if I can just upload them, but if not I'm in the common room near the video games.
"..Hey, look, Miss Feyri! Miss Faith sent us a message! She has a phrase-book! Wouldn't that be useful? Shouldn't we go look at it?""...Sure. What just happened in the last hour anyway? I was..thinking abut certain things."
Paperwoooooork.((I just imagine May and Xan going out, a stack of apologies in their pockets, and cheerfully giving them out to their victims. Sometimes in advance. :D))
Go ahead and get a few more wrongful death apologies written up in advance, we'll probably need them...
((Paperwoooooork.((I just imagine May and Xan going out, a stack of apologies in their pockets, and cheerfully giving them out to their victims. Sometimes in advance. :D))
Go ahead and get a few more wrongful death apologies written up in advance, we'll probably need them...
((
"Excuse me sir, can I interest you in the word of Space Pope?"
"...'hereby issue formal apologies'... this isn't a religious pamphlet?"
"Hah, no. It's actually an advance apology for shooting you in the face."
"B-"
*BLAM* *BLAM* *BLAM* *BLAM* *BLAM* *BLAM* *click* *click* *click* *click*
))
((+1((
"Excuse me sir, can I interest you in the word of Space Pope?"
"...'hereby issue formal apologies'... this isn't a religious pamphlet?"
"Hah, no. It's actually an advance apology for shooting you in the face."
"B-"
*BLAM* *BLAM* *BLAM* *BLAM* *BLAM* *BLAM* *click* *click* *click* *click*
))
((As a citizen of the Southern United States, I'm proud to say this is an accurate representation of my homeland.))
"Cool! C'mon, let's go!""..Hey, look, Miss Feyri! Miss Faith sent us a message! She has a phrase-book! Wouldn't that be useful? Shouldn't we go look at it?""...Sure. What just happened in the last hour anyway? I was..thinking abut certain things."
((I lived there for a year when I was a kid before I was expelled from school for farting. Nuff said.))((Americans are weird, and not all in the same way.))
((Would be more accurate perhaps to say that all people are weird.))((I lived there for a year when I was a kid before I was expelled from school for farting. Nuff said.))((Americans are weird, and not all in the same way.))
((True. But, as an American, I feel confident in saying that American history and whatnot has given it not only an unusual quantity of weird, but also an unusual diversity of weird.))((Would be more accurate perhaps to say that all people are weird.))((I lived there for a year when I was a kid before I was expelled from school for farting. Nuff said.))((Americans are weird, and not all in the same way.))
((Damn yankees.
Reminds me of a story- a guy I knew from England was here on visa, getting his master's degree at LSU. He offhandedly referred to someone there as a Yank, as in an American in general. He almost caught a beatdown.))
[To Stacy] Not entirely sure I want to risk my precious token to deliver your weapon of mass destruction, but if you can think of a way to easily attach it, come talk to me. I doubt the thing has enough lift, though, it's a pretty efficient piece of tech.
((Damn yankees.
Reminds me of a story- a guy I knew from England was here on visa, getting his master's degree at LSU. He offhandedly referred to someone there as a Yank, as in an American in general. He almost caught a beatdown.))
((To be fair to both parties, the angry American might not have interpreted as a slur, but could have been an MLB fan. Go root for the Yankees anywhere besides NY and you get people pissed.))
((And they say we both speak English.))((Damn yankees.((To be fair to both parties, the angry American might not have interpreted as a slur, but could have been an MLB fan. Go root for the Yankees anywhere besides NY and you get people pissed.))
Reminds me of a story- a guy I knew from England was here on visa, getting his master's degree at LSU. He offhandedly referred to someone there as a Yank, as in an American in general. He almost caught a beatdown.))
((And here we see the reason why having a heavily-armed second in command to enforce law & order in case the original leader gets busy OOC is important. I may end up writing a "tips" handbook with obvious stuff just for kicks.
On another note, it's really amusing how the worse the mission goes for the team, the more entertaining it is for the ones watching. I suppose the difficulty of pulling off stunts makes incompetence and/or accidents caused by bad rolls the steadier source of fun.))
Hi you three.
Faith, please..watch over the rest. Take command. I'm...busy. Thinking.
Lyra, you're in charge along with Faith. It's all my fault and I'm an awful person and I fully trust you both with this.
Sorry.
- Feyri.
On another note, it's really amusing how the worse the mission goes for the team, the more entertaining it is for the ones watching. I suppose the difficulty of pulling off stunts makes incompetence and/or accidents caused by bad rolls the steadier source of fun.))((Or you just like watching others fail. Meanie.))
Also, I've got to s
"What were you thinking of?"It's like I can hear him.
"What're you typing, Miss Feyri?"Feyri blinked again, and felt Grate's stare looking up at her.
Also, I've got to say that this is the most wonderful cake|"Eheh..nothing much. Just me chatting..with Faith. As we go to her. Yep!"
[Emoticon List: :) ^-^ :)) ;) :D ;D >:( :( :o 8) ??? ::) :P :-[ :-X :-\ :-* :'( >:D 0:)]
"Okay. Where's the cake?"((It will be given to you when you successfully complete your mission, of course.))
Hi you three.Frown and look up at Feyri as we walk. after five seconds look back down at my wrist-comp and start typing.
Faith, please..watch over the rest. Take command. I'm...busy. Thinking.
Lyra, you're in charge along with Faith. It's all my fault and I'm an awful person and I fully trust you both with this.
Sorry.
- Feyri.
What fault and how?Look back up at Feyri again.
We all picked you as our leader because we have faith in you. We are not fools, we know what kind of person you are, and yet we picked you, overwhelmingly so, to lead. There is a reason for that.
You are not an awful person, and you are almost certainly being far too hard on yourself.
Stop hurting yourself. You are my friend. I don't like it when people hurt my friends. Stop hurting my friend.
Seriously, stop it.
((You messed up Kriella's quote a bit.))You go running back up the hill, screaming about murder and other very undiplomatic, unhelpful things. You make it to feyri, leaving a trail of confused, mildly frightened people in your wake.
Grate stared at the corpse. "AAH! MURDER! AAH!"
Scream bloody murder about the bloody murder as I go to inform Ms. Feyri of the bloody murder.
((Aw thrice /kitten/. Now I've the thread named after me, and its wholly on typo >.>You send your message out via radio and wristpad to all members of the team.
Requesting change into a lighter..version, please?))
Feyri blinked.
No. DOn't think about that one time. It's all here. All now. You've got a team to lead.
Don't discard what wrong may happen. Fate happens. And you've to deal with it.
But you've years of training behind you. Don't forget that either.
Years in which you could've done something more constructi-
"Everyone, could we form the teams first before we move off into what we all want to do alone, first? THe sooner we get our priorities organized, the sooner we can get this mission done."
She looked at Grate and patted him.
"You're staying with me, as well as Lyra. Also, keep that faceplate up; we don't want anyone knowing your true identity, Grate."
Call everyone to this important meeti-great some have left. Anyway, this is assumed that the message was sent in both wristpad, and vocal announcement.
You forget.
What?
What everyone's doing.
Someone just died.
"And what is going on here?!"
No, really?
It is best to assume the worst when half the team splits up without prior notice.
...You did notice what they said, right?
Thinking here.
((Yeah I'm repeating what Greiger -- General board, Rage thread-- said about saying kittens instead of curse words. Works here.))
Get Revolver, destroy Corpse with the Microwave Field Manipulator.
"NOTHING TO SEE HERE PEOPLE."
((May is Bust Leader. Maybe. Lyra or Simus might be E-cups or something, it was never specified. And what about Faith? It seems like when the doctor is told to make any sort of female body he'll make comically jiggly ass 'n titties. Seems like a reflection into his own sexuality.))((I actually believe May is the leader in the bust department.
BUST A CAP IN HIM))
(("I PUT A HOLE IN HIM
I PUT A HOLE IN THAT NIGGA
A HOLE IN THAT NIGGA
BUST A HOLE IN THAT NIGGA
BUST A CAP IN THAT NIGGA
NIGGA"
- Jon Jafari))
Xan looks at the person confusedly."Center," She says, pointing down at the town, "You can see banners from here."
I was doing the wrong mouth movements, was I not?
Where is the market?
Go where she tells me. If she can't tell me, head for the center of town.
((May is Bust Leader. Maybe. Lyra or Simus might be E-cups or something, it was never specified.
((Simus was (keyword, was) quite flat when she arrived. Now she's a robot... nada, nil, nothing, as far as I read it. I think the "feminine" body Jim requested to house my brain is basically a slightly slimmer model of the normal.))
(( Yeaaah, that was going to happen. Oh well, time for more damage control. For some definition of the word 'control' ))You return the revolver and sit back on the stairs. You make a plaintive gesture as May shows you up in the body removal skill. May is laughing.
Ugh... Could anyone back at the barracks bring us some cleaning supplies? Or ask if we can get a local viscera cleanup detail out here to the gate?
Move away from the soon to be vaporized corpse and stairs. Return May's gun after she's finished with her manipulator.
You curl up in a ball, an action that TOTALLY WON'T BE MADE USELESS BY ANOTHER POST FROM YOU LATER ON I SEE YOU THERE LYRA, POSTING WHILE I'M POSTING I'M ON TO YOUR GAME!((May is Bust Leader. Maybe. Lyra or Simus might be E-cups or something, it was never specified. And what about Faith? It seems like when the doctor is told to make any sort of female body he'll make comically jiggly ass 'n titties. Seems like a reflection into his own sexuality.))((nope. has been specified from character creation, Lyra is pretty much totally flat.))
((to quote my character sheet: quite small in all departments))
walk over towards Feyri when she calls for a meeting and and sit down about 6 feet away, with my knees folded up against my chest. wait.
Stacy, getting rather perilously bored and lacking in a phrasebook to study, decides to dance over to the guy who kicked the corpse downstairs.You walk down the hill and sit next to skylar, your feet still tap dancing as you relax.
"Hey, buddy! Got a question for ya. Couldn't help but notice that you had this wonderful scout eye on you. I was wondering if you could do a little test with it."
He produces the football-sized 1/8th kiloton charge.
"I wanna see if it can lift this thing."
Go up to Skylar. He was the one with the scout eye, right?
Also, how does the frequency detonation thing work on a theoretical level?
((This is the best title.))Quote from: Message to All Squad MembersI have our phrase book and patrol route. Going to see if I can just upload them, but if not I'm in the common room near the video games.
See if I can take pictures with my cameyes or Lyra's suit cameras, then make those pictures available to everyone via wristpad or their suit's HUD.
If so, transcribe the route map and begin transcribing the phrase book.
If not... do that anyway but for personal use?
((Hell yeah! Yay for charisma!))
"Thank you very much."
"I have attained the permission to set up my turret as well as station one or two people with it. It's a good vantage point for guarding the gate in case any other conventional weapon users would like to use the building as well."
Charles sets up his turret in the place he previously decided was the ideal firing position.
Paperwoooooork.You finish the paper work and write up a whole big stack of official apologies. You leave what's being apologized for and to whom it's addressed blank. You bind them together into a note pad of sorts, ready for easy writing, tearing off and handing out. You hang it from your belt.
Go ahead and get a few more wrongful death apologies written up in advance, we'll probably need them...
You drag feyri over to where faith, Trans-human xerox, is working."Cool! C'mon, let's go!""..Hey, look, Miss Feyri! Miss Faith sent us a message! She has a phrase-book! Wouldn't that be useful? Shouldn't we go look at it?""...Sure. What just happened in the last hour anyway? I was..thinking abut certain things."
Bring Ms. Feyri to that place where Faith is.
"What were you thinking of?"((I lived there for a year when I was a kid before I was expelled from school for farting. Nuff said.))((Americans are weird, and not all in the same way.))
Go back to Faith again when Feyri cancels the meeting and starts going to Faith herself.Quote from: Feyri Nirel = Faith Valentine = Lyra.Hi you three.Frown and look up at Feyri as we walk. after five seconds look back down at my wrist-comp and start typing.
Faith, please..watch over the rest. Take command. I'm...busy. Thinking.
Lyra, you're in charge along with Faith. It's all my fault and I'm an awful person and I fully trust you both with this.
Sorry.
- Feyri.Quote from: Lyra to Feyri, cc FaithWhat fault and how?Look back up at Feyri again.
We all picked you as our leader because we have faith in you. We are not fools, we know what kind of person you are, and yet we picked you, overwhelmingly so, to lead. There is a reason for that.
You are not an awful person, and you are almost certainly being far too hard on yourself.
Stop hurting yourself. You are my friend. I don't like it when people hurt my friends. Stop hurting my friend.
Seriously, stop it.
((Tiruin, you being busy is nothing new, we knew it was probably going to happen. This was no surprise to anyone. and yet everything Lyra just messaged Feyri about remains and is true.))
Calm down, Fey. You'll be fine.
I'll take care of everything.
...There's only one phrasebook so far, but there'll be as many copies as we like when I'm done...((I know it's minor, but now we can also include copyright infrigment to the list of crimes committed by the HMRC. Damn commies, sharing everything... (http://koldfusion.ca/wp/wp-content/uploads/2007/12/riaa_communism.jpg)))
Continue transcribing phrasebook.
((Also, can my monoblade be a swordcane? :P))((Equipment is all standardized unless you modify it or ask for someone to get it done, and that costs tokens.))
((Figured I'd ask since it's pretty much purely cosmetic, just making sure. Maybe later :P))((Also, can my monoblade be a swordcane? :P))((Equipment is all standardized unless you modify it or ask for someone to get it done, and that costs tokens.))
((I know it's minor, but now we can also include copyright infrigment to the list of crimes committed by the HMRC. Damn commies, sharing everything... (http://koldfusion.ca/wp/wp-content/uploads/2007/12/riaa_communism.jpg)))((Nice to know Comrade Devil is always there for me, just like Carpool Hitler.))
((Figured I'd ask since it's pretty much purely cosmetic, just making sure. Maybe later :P))((They've got a shocking apathy for proper fashion and sufficient awesome down at the HMRC.
"You're a robot? Have you always been a robot? What was it like, growing up as a robot? Did you go to normal schools? Were there special robot-schools? Were you manufactured with all the knowledge you'd need? Can you love? Why were you sent to the HMRC? Did you do something bad and no one wanted to disassemble you because your manufacturer was the mayor of the planet? What does it feel like to be powered off? Can you be disassembled? Can you feel pain? Can you play kickball with your head? Have you ever tried? Do you want to try? I can play kickball. I've never tried it with someone's head, though.""Maybe you should go play video games, dear."
((I know it's minor, but now we can also include copyright infrigment to the list of crimes committed by the HMRC. Damn commies, sharing everything... (http://koldfusion.ca/wp/wp-content/uploads/2007/12/riaa_communism.jpg)))((Nice to know Comrade Devil is always there for me, just like Carpool Hitler.))
"...Okay..."((You're inviting intuition rolls.))
Develop suspicions about Ms. Faith. Go play video games.
((Yes."...Okay..."((You're inviting intuition rolls.))
Develop suspicions about Ms. Faith. Go play video games.
((Everyone prepare for Dan Browning.))((Yes."...Okay..."((You're inviting intuition rolls.))
Develop suspicions about Ms. Faith. Go play video games.
Yes I am.))
((Which part?))((Everyone prepare for Dan Browning.))((Yes."...Okay..."((You're inviting intuition rolls.))
Develop suspicions about Ms. Faith. Go play video games.
Yes I am.))
... Belay the cleaning supplies. Show off.
Look at the map Faith just sent out!
(( Must have map!!!! XD ))
Stacy's tap dancing grows more feverish as he receives the map, immediately going ahead with the checking of maps.Map (https://www.dropbox.com/s/9jt8j7mx2rb3gcx/map.png)
"Ooh, baby! Mappety map!"
Check the map. Be excited.
Excellent! You shall live this day.
Go to the banners!
Look at map, use it to go to the marketplace.Your location has been updated on the map as a red circle.
You finish copying the phrasebook and send it out for all to use.Quote from: Message to Feyri, LyraCalm down, Fey. You'll be fine.
I'll take care of everything.
"You can get the phrasebook when I'm done transcribing it. I'm using my eyes to take pictures of it and send them to everyone, so anyone can access pictures of the book instead of needing the physical copy.
I am... technically a robot, yes. It's complicated. There's only one phrasebook so far, but there'll be as many copies as we like when I'm done. The map is available now, you should be able to access it right where you are. Yes, the map lists where the patrol route is. I don't know if that guy's following it or not."
Continue transcribing phrasebook.
Oh, good. That was good.It would be a very large, weird looking cane.
now then, now that the issue of the paperwork is done, hustle on out nice and relaxed-like, heading off to the meeting while applying adhesive to the back of the apologies. This will be relevant later.
((Also, can my monoblade be a swordcane? :P))
"...Okay..."[intuition: 3-1]
Develop suspicions about Ms. Faith. Go play video games.
(( Yay for completely unlabelled maps! Troll. :P((it's there, just really really tiny. look around halfway up the left-hand-side of the red-marked route.))
I also don't see this mysterious red circle... ah well, not my problem yet.))
Find market stalls. Inspect goods.((Awaiting canteloupe/melons joke.))
Map updated
Map updated((is the red dot on the left side the same color as the marked route but standalone instead of connected, about halfway up that side, supposed to be there?))
"I'd better follow the guys who went into town. They might need... support."You dance down the stairs like you've got saturday night fever and chase down May and Xan.
Dance as quickly as possible after May and Xan, join the patrol.
(( Yay for completely unlabelled maps! Troll. :PThe phrase book contains many short, simple phrases translated into the native language. You particularly like the one about "I do not know what this sex worker is talking about." and "Thats not mine, I'm just holding it for a friend."
I also don't see this mysterious red circle... ah well, not my problem yet.))
Awesome, thanks Faith.
Study the phrase book, poke around the scout eye controller for something related to those legs
Patrol and stuff. Look for criminal scum.
Criminal scum that's not anyone in the HMRC.
Find market stalls. Inspect goods.Xan and May continue down the path until they come to where the first bannered buildings begin. The first building is a stall, closed and unmarked. Second, a strange round sort of building, selling tools, it looks like. Simple ones, nails, hammers, saws, shears, home repair stuff. Xan and May roll up to the counter and lean on it.
Use Bureaucracy Powers to requisition a labelled map of the area professionally translated to a language we can all read.How ya wanna go about that? Got a contact here, perhaps? Someone you can ask?
Removed that dot. The marker is the big red one. Next to the '1'Map updated((is the red dot on the left side the same color as the marked route but standalone instead of connected, about halfway up that side, supposed to be there?))
((I'd thought it was where we were at first, but that was clearly wrong))
Keep playing and comparing to HMRC games until someone tells me to do something different.Turkey puncher is pretty good, if you're into Fowl play. There's Polybius...but you're not sure you want to play it. It looks a bit spooky.
Go and try to find a guy I met at one of the secret society of Bureaucrats meeting where we discuss how to better fuck over people who aren't bureaucrats. Then requisition a labelled map in a language blah blah blah.
Removed that dot. The marker is the big red one. Next to the '1'Map updated((is the red dot on the left side the same color as the marked route but standalone instead of connected, about halfway up that side, supposed to be there?))
((I'd thought it was where we were at first, but that was clearly wrong))
((Can somebody explain to me what the thread title means?))((Ask and ye shall (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Law_%26_Order:_Special_Victims_Unit) receive. (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dragunov_SVU)))
The entire phrase book should be available now.
I'd like to start evaluating everyone's abilities and equipment soon. If you get a free moment, I'd appreciate everyone coming over here or at least messaging me at some point.
Dear Executive Equipment & Expertise Evaluator,
I am sorry to say that I have currently wandered off to keep an eye on the two less stable individuals in our merry venture in crowd pacification. I am sure I need not provide specific names. In lieu of my presence, I can tell you that I have a Microwave Field Manipulator, a 1/8th kiloton nuclear explosive charge (grabbed it from Sandy in case things got really, really, unsalvageably bad) and a MKII spacesuit. I am reasonably competent in the use of manipulators, and I am familiar with the operation of the nuclear charge. The MKII, to my knowledge, operates itself. I could be wrong. Through the application of my rather reasonable intellect, I am reasonably able (or at least not cripplingly incompetent) in tasks involving work with machines, medicine or software. I am also not entirely terrible at talking to people and making up on-the-spot odes to women, and am rather flexible both in terms of drug experimentation and in the general moral sense. I was also chemically altered by Sandy (the nice armory lady) to have a compulsive need to either dance or sing, and I can switch between these two modes. I hope this is enough information, dear Executive Equipment & Expertise Evaluator.
Sincerely yours,
Stacy Buttle.
Quote from: Message to whole squadThe entire phrase book should be available now.
I'd like to start evaluating everyone's abilities and equipment soon. If you get a free moment, I'd appreciate everyone coming over here or at least messaging me at some point.
I have an amp. I have basic medical training. I am familiar with basic equipment. I am neither a technician nor a medic.
Quote from: Message to whole squadThe entire phrase book should be available now.
I'd like to start evaluating everyone's abilities and equipment soon. If you get a free moment, I'd appreciate everyone coming over here or at least messaging me at some point.
Just a humble Bureaucrat, here.
I'm a former psychiatrist, I'm good with persuasion and communication. Currently, I am equipped with a remotely-operated rifle.
Have painkillers. Blood stoppage meds. Have pyrokinetic amp.
I'm an (almost) trained medical professional with a toolbox, some medical supplies, a scout eye that is currently trying to get itself stepped on, and a pyro manipulator.
Renen here, I have two kinds of swords plus a knife and a piece of rope. I'm good at swordfighting and only at that for now.
Could you give some gun training after I go back, about shooting and dodging? I sense that I will need some with my teammates.
I've got an MK II, an MFM, a Kinetic Amplifier and an emergency medical thingy, though I don't know how much of it is left. And I have a gun, with four shots left. And a megaphone. I also make good Pizza and currently have 90,000,000,000,000 views on my online sex tape.
Go and try to find a guy I met at one of the secret society of Bureaucrats meeting where we discuss how to better fuck over people who aren't bureaucrats. Then requisition a labelled map in a language blah blah blah.[will:2]
You look around until you find a small doorway to the left of the gate. You head inside and find a long, thin shaft straight up. There's a metal ladder bolted to the inside of the shaft, so you climb up. The ladder ends, predictably, on top of the wall. From this vantage point you have a good view of the entire township, and most of the palace behind you. Should be a good place to stand watch.Go and try to find a guy I met at one of the secret society of Bureaucrats meeting where we discuss how to better fuck over people who aren't bureaucrats. Then requisition a labelled map in a language blah blah blah.
(( If you get this to work, I will laugh so hard. And then I will wait patiently for PW to . ))
Awesome. That should make it much less likely to fly into a wall and explode. Now to find somewhere to hide it...
Scout around for a way up onto the wall, try and find a good vantage point
Yeah, thats not it. The big circle, near the "1". thats just a mistake from drawing the path.Removed that dot. The marker is the big red one. Next to the '1'Map updated((is the red dot on the left side the same color as the marked route but standalone instead of connected, about halfway up that side, supposed to be there?))
((I'd thought it was where we were at first, but that was clearly wrong))((it's still there))Spoiler: Nope (click to show/hide)
Switch to uncontrollable singing and run to Xan and May. Keep an eye out for any other authorities that might be around.You stick with May as she continues her rounds, singing about whatever you see on the way. You sing about mud for a good 5 minutes.
Forcefully inspect shopkeeper for evidence of criminal scummery.You hop the counter and start ransacking the shop; though you're not entirely sure what you're looking for. You find lots of stuff that you suppose could be used for evil doing. Garden tools can be quite dangerous in the hands of a mob, as the pitchfork has show. Though; you do have some doubts over whether or not a garden spade could topple an empire.
Leave Xan to deal wit the shopkeeper. Delve deeper into the market, keeping an eye out for suspicious behavior.You give the vender a goodbye squeeze and then head out, farther into the market. The shopkeepers, already nervous about you, are outright afraid after what you did to the first guy. They cower in their stalls as you pass by, trying to avoid your attention. The only one who doesn't immediately look away is a fruit seller; who grimaces at you in disgust before returning to his work.
At some point, I really should start some gunfight training...The phrase book is less something you read, more something you consult. It's phrases are grouped into sections but are quite random when read one to another. Not terribly helpful for learning the language, and not very easy to remember either.
Read the phrase book. Send a message to Faith and try to send a message to Doc.Quote from: To FaithRenen here, I have two kinds of swords plus a knife and a piece of rope. I'm good at swordfighting and only at that for now.Quote from: To Doc.Could you give some gun training after I go back, about shooting and dodging? I sense that I will need some with my teammates.
((Who was the one who copied Lars' book?))
Keep watching the gate.
Guns? I suppose.
((Not so! One swift strike on the right person's head, and it all crumbles in a bunch of civil war.))((with how unstable the empire would have to be to be toppled by a spade-assassination, a simple drought could do the same))
"Miss Faith, you wanted to know what I can do?"
((Hey Piecewise, what's the climate of this place? I was thinking Desert, but maybe not.))It's hot and humid. Sort of tropical with tall grass fields around here.
((Hey Piecewise, what's the climate of this place? I was thinking Desert, but maybe not.))It's hot and humid. Sort of tropical with tall grass fields around here.
((Which might be the weirdest place they've ever gone. And yes, I am familiar with Mission 9.))((BREAKING NEWS: H.M.R.C. HAS INVADED FLORIDA))((Hey Piecewise, what's the climate of this place? I was thinking Desert, but maybe not.))It's hot and humid. Sort of tropical with tall grass fields around here.
Do you have any kind of e-books for free download? And the H.M.R.C. pantheon that you gave Lars in a virtual format. I really want to read something while waiting. Preferably books about weaponry and tips on assassination.
In a rather dangerous move, considering how quickly he is moving through the streets, Stacy decides to type up a statement to dear old Faith.Faith stared at Stacy's response for a good while.Quote from: Stacy Buttle, to: Executive Equipment & Expertise Evaluator Faith No-idea-what-her-last-name-isDear Executive Equipment & Expertise Evaluator,
I am sorry to say that I have currently wandered off to keep an eye on the two less stable individuals in our merry venture in crowd pacification. I am sure I need not provide specific names. In lieu of my presence, I can tell you that I have a Microwave Field Manipulator, a 1/8th kiloton nuclear explosive charge (grabbed it from Sandy in case things got really, really, unsalvageably bad) and a MKII spacesuit. I am reasonably competent in the use of manipulators, and I am familiar with the operation of the nuclear charge. The MKII, to my knowledge, operates itself. I could be wrong. Through the application of my rather reasonable intellect, I am reasonably able (or at least not cripplingly incompetent) in tasks involving work with machines, medicine or software. I am also not entirely terrible at talking to people and making up on-the-spot odes to women, and am rather flexible both in terms of drug experimentation and in the general moral sense. I was also chemically altered by Sandy (the nice armory lady) to have a compulsive need to either dance or sing, and I can switch between these two modes. I hope this is enough information, dear Executive Equipment & Expertise Evaluator.
Sincerely yours,
Stacy Buttle.
Once he finally looks up, he observes that he hasn't missed a thing.
Thank you, yes. Your MKII operates itself normally, but can be manually overriden for rare, specific purposes. Please do not under any circumstances use the 1/8th kiloton charge. I find it very difficult to imagine a situation where that would make things better rather than worse.
Thank you for keeping an eye on our less stable members.
On a related note, please try to keep casualties to a minimum.
Quote from: Lyra to FaithI have an amp. I have basic medical training. I am familiar with basic equipment. I am neither a technician nor a medic.
Thank you, Lyra. What kind of amp is it, and are you familiar with its use?
Faith winced. Great...Quote from: Official Memo to FaithJust a humble Bureaucrat, here.
That's unfortunate. Do you have any useful skills outside bureaucracy? What is your current equipment?
Quote from: From: Charles Leroux; To: Faith ValentineI'm a former psychiatrist, I'm good with persuasion and communication. Currently, I am equipped with a remotely-operated rifle.
Your skills may be very useful on this mission.
Please try to avoid casualties with your rifle if possible, however.
"Miss Faith, you wanted to know what I can do?""Yes. Is there anything you're good at that may be helpful on this mission? What equipment do you have?"
Quote from: Message to FaithHave painkillers. Blood stoppage meds. Have pyrokinetic amp.
Handy. Any medical training? How proficient are you with your amp?
Faith thought back to her experienced with scout eyes. Or as she thought of them, portable ramming drones.Quote from: To FaithI'm an (almost) trained medical professional with a toolbox, some medical supplies, a scout eye that is currently trying to get itself stepped on, and a pyro manipulator.
Be very careful with your scout eye. They are very, very fragile and can be hard to control.
How familiar are you with your manipulator's operation?
Faith cocked an eyebrow. Renen was the Doctor's disciple now, wasn't he...Quote from: To FaithRenen here, I have two kinds of swords plus a knife and a piece of rope. I'm good at swordfighting and only at that for now.
Thank you. Please try to avoid casualties if possible; we're hoping to scare and inconvenience, and I would prefer not to make martyrs or reinforce our position as the enemy.
Faith regarded May's message with a bit of dread, before realizing it was fairly informative and sane. Her face did briefly twitch at remembering her leaving Charro to die in a nightmarish alien shadow world, but quickly returned to normal.Quote from: To Robo-BoobsI've got an MK II, an MFM, a Kinetic Amplifier and an emergency medical thingy, though I don't know how much of it is left. And I have a gun, with four shots left. And a megaphone. I also make good Pizza and currently have 90,000,000,000,000 views on my online sex tape.
Thank you. Please try not to disturb the locals too badly; we want to convince them that we're dangerous, not hostile.
Look up at Faith for two seconds before typing on my wrist-compQuote from: Lyra to FaithI have an amp. I have basic medical training. I am familiar with basic equipment. I am neither a technician nor a medic.Quote from: Faith to LyraThank you, Lyra. What kind of amp is it, and are you familiar with its use?
Microwave Ampafter sending the message, look back up at Faith, my head tilted to my right.
I am familiar, but no expert. I would prefer to avoid using it if possible.
I've got a handle on it not exploding immediately right now. I figured out how to get those little legs on the bottom going, hence why it's trying to get stepped on instead of trying to ram the walls. About to set it up as a stationary camera over the wall for now.
And I'm familiar enough with it to know I probably don't want to do anything more than fiddle with it's cover menacingly unless I am uninterested in the continued survival of anything nearby me.
Reasonably proficient with amp. Don't malfunction catastrophically. No medical training; meds mostly to stop pain if injured long enough to incinerate assailant.
Quote from: Message from Faith to Stacy ButtleThank you, yes. Your MKII operates itself normally, but can be manually overriden for rare, specific purposes. Please do not under any circumstances use the 1/8th kiloton charge. I find it very difficult to imagine a situation where that would make things better rather than worse.
Thank you for keeping an eye on our less stable members.
On a related note, please try to keep casualties to a minimum.
Dear Executive Equipment & Expertise Evaluator,
Thank you for replying to my message with such alacrity and diligence, it is much appreciated. Anyway, my idea for the 1/8th kiloton charge was to use it if we are surrounded by riotous barbarians at the end of our tenure here and a peaceful solution seems unlikely - in that case, we may detonate the charge in a large crowd to both break the morale and thin the numbers of the rioters, not to mention irradiate a wide area and make it unsuitable for further riotous behavior. This would, naturally, be an "enemy at the gates" situation. I am still considering the best way to apply it in such a case - a ground-level detonation would be easier to achieve, yet waste a lot of energy and create fallout, while an airburst would be more difficult, but better for sustainable development of the area in the future. An airburst also solves the problem of somebody stealing or sabotaging the charge beforehand, so it seems to be the more attractive option.
Naturally, this would be a gruesome act of terror and mass murder, but I presume we may reach a point where such means may be justified, no? For now, murder would certainly cause more trouble than it would solve, albeit if carried out under reasonable secrecy, might be helpful against any rebellious elements in the city. And I will try to prevent it until a point where it becomes useful, as decided by you, dear Executive Equipment & Expertise Evaluator, or a similarly authorized person on the chain of command (do we have one, actually?).
Sincerely yours,
Stacy Buttle.
((You've been here- what, two days? - and are already making plans involving nuking the city.
I see everything is up to spec, carry on.))
I stand by my statement that the 1/8th kiloton charge is extremely good value for your money, once you get an idea of what the blast would be like.))
Quote from: Faith to RenenThank you. Please try to avoid casualties if possible; we're hoping to scare and inconvenience, and I would prefer not to make martyrs or reinforce our position as the enemy.
Don't worry, there won't be any casualties if they don't ask for it.
I stand by my statement that the 1/8th kiloton charge is extremely good value for your money, once you get an idea of what the blast would be like.))
((Here's one for how the blast would be like: That thing is simultaneously smaller (just a bit, though) than and 6.25 to 12.5 times as powerful as the M-388 warhead that the Davy Crockett nuclear recoilless rifle used.
You would, with an idealized ground detonation, get overpressures at:Spoiler (click to show/hide)
So, damage out to about a mile, but only major damage within about a quarter mile. Not counting thermal or fallout effects.))
((Not so! One swift strike on the right person's head, and it all crumbles in a bunch of civil war.))I believe Princip's backup weapon was a garden hoe.
Walk up to one of the frightened shopkeepers, switch to uncontrollable dancing."No problem. No problem." He stammers and tries to look busy and avoid eye contact. Occasionally he glances up to make sure you're still there.
"Greetings, my friend! You seem rather uncomfortable. May I ask what the problem is?"
Consult phrasebook for some of the more common phrases in Pharsec - greetings, proper methods of address and expressing gratitude, that kind of thing.
Look around for further signs of dissent with Glorious Leader.Your smiles do nothing to abate the fear and distrust of the shopkeepers. As you and the patrol party walk down the center of the street, people part in front of you and give you a wide berth. As you continue down the loosely paved road, you come to a small grassy, open area. There's a small crowd in the center of the area, and you can hear shouting in a foreign tongue.
Smile reassuringly at shopkeepers.
Find nearest residential area and snoop around.There are no residential areas around here, unless you count the homes of the shopkeepers that you occasionally see built near their shops.
You yawn and lean against the wall while writing your message.Quote from: To AMDo you have any kind of e-books for free download? And the H.M.R.C. pantheon that you gave Lars in a virtual format. I really want to read something while waiting. Preferably books about weaponry and tips on assassination.
Send message to AM. Keep watching the gate.
I've got a book about assassination and the Pantheon is available too, if you want them.
The top of the wall here has small, flat stone ridges running along it's sides. You think the scout eye should be safe on one of them; assuming no one goes out of their way to find and destroy it.Quote from: To FaithI've got a handle on it not exploding immediately right now. I figured out how to get those little legs on the bottom going, hence why it's trying to get stepped on instead of trying to ram the walls. About to set it up as a stationary camera over the wall for now.
And I'm familiar enough with it to know I probably don't want to do anything more than fiddle with it's cover menacingly unless I am uninterested in the continued survival of anything nearby me.
Look for somewhere to setup the scout eye where it can see the stairs up to the gate, somewhere either hidden or out of the path of traffic on the wall.
"Blast... now... what was that woman's name again... I know I remember someone... Katherine... Quatherine... Caethareeene?"[will:6]
Continue to search for my contact.
I stand by my statement that the 1/8th kiloton charge is extremely good value for your money, once you get an idea of what the blast would be like.))
((Here's one for how the blast would be like: That thing is simultaneously smaller (just a bit, though) than and 6.25 to 12.5 times as powerful as the M-388 warhead that the Davy Crockett nuclear recoilless rifle used.
You would, with an idealized ground detonation, get overpressures at:Spoiler (click to show/hide)
So, damage out to about a mile, but only major damage within about a quarter mile. Not counting thermal or fallout effects.))
((And that's for structures. I plan to use it to eliminate an unmanageable crowd of people if I need to. Considering that 1 psi does light to moderate damage to ordinary houses, people aren't likely to do too well in about 1/3 mile to half a mile radius, if not further.))
I keep reference data for exactly this sort of thing. (https://www.dropbox.com/s/g2frgu2p50yxxx8/125-ExplosionsandRefugeChambers.pdf)
I keep reference data for exactly this sort of thing. (https://www.dropbox.com/s/g2frgu2p50yxxx8/125-ExplosionsandRefugeChambers.pdf)
Would you happen to know where I can get a few extra uniforms? I was thinking that me might be able to, by offering rations, recruit a few people. Or if that doesn't work, prop up several uniforms in semi-concealed positions for misdirection and to create the illusion of us having greater numbers.
I would like both, thanks.
"Blast... now... what was that woman's name again... I know I remember someone... Katherine... Quatherine... Caethareeene?"[will:6]
Continue to search for my contact.
"Oh my god, I'm completely insane. There's no contact here. I'm not even a Bureaucrat...My name is William...I'm a dentist...I killed my wife...everything is a lie. Everything is a lie."
You blink and then smile.
"Oh, I know, I should find that messenger guy."
[Speech:4]
I keep reference data for exactly this sort of thing. (https://www.dropbox.com/s/g2frgu2p50yxxx8/125-ExplosionsandRefugeChambers.pdf)
((Ooh, educational!))
"You need not fear me, good sir. I'm not one of the violent types, not at all. I only use violence when other methods have utterly failed, so your safety is not compromised in any way whatsoever. At least, if things continue as they are. I was hoping to ask you a few things in a strictly unofficial capacity. Is this agreeable?"
Question the shopkeeper... unofficially and kindly.
Start looking through the phrasebook if no one's talking to me.
Charles looks through the phrasebook.Quote from: From: Charles Leroux; To: Faith ValentineWould you happen to know where I can get a few extra uniforms? I was thinking that me might be able to, by offering rations, recruit a few people. Or if that doesn't work, prop up several uniforms in semi-concealed positions for misdirection and to create the illusion of us having greater numbers.
Look around for something interesting, like self-immolation or a spontaneous orgy.That group of people in the field all gathered around someone who is screaming might be something interesting. Maybe someone is performing Emasculation themselves.
Set down the scout eye on one of the ledges facing the town, make sure it's view is linked to my suit screens and check to make sure it has a good view of the stairsYou set up the scout eye to where it has a good view of the stairs and the township below. You don't have to link it to your suit, the feed is already going through the wrist mounted controls it came with. Everything seems to be working.
Go check out the shouting.You walk over to the crowd and push your way through until you reach the center. There's a man there, shouting about something, though you can't tell what. As soon as he sees you he points directly at you and starts screaming at you. He looks very angry.
A moment after you send the message you get a data packet with two files. One is the HMRC pantheon. The other is a book entitled "The Help, Memoirs of a contract wetworker"Quote from: to AMI would like both, thanks.
Send message, keep the watch
Stasis Dementia is a hell of a thing."Blast... now... what was that woman's name again... I know I remember someone... Katherine... Quatherine... Caethareeene?"[will:6]
Continue to search for my contact.
"Oh my god, I'm completely insane. There's no contact here. I'm not even a Bureaucrat...My name is William...I'm a dentist...I killed my wife...everything is a lie. Everything is a lie."
You blink and then smile.
"Oh, I know, I should find that messenger guy."
(( See, this is what I was talking about with it backfiring on you.
In my head, that is now officially part of your backstory :P
Also, hello person who is made of awesome *waves* ))
((May I just point out that
A: Inhuman Visage was triggered by seeing your alien, monochrome face. You have a mask.
B: Inhuman Visage was given when you were androgynous. Now you have giant boobs and you are clearly female. So if something, you should have the opposite of Inhuman Visage, +1 to have sex with, -1 to be taken seriously.))
((May I just point out that
A: Inhuman Visage was triggered by seeing your alien, monochrome face. You have a mask.
B: Inhuman Visage was given when you were androgynous. Now you have giant boobs and you are clearly female. So if something, you should have the opposite of Inhuman Visage, +1 to have sex with, -1 to be taken seriously.))
((What about the fact that Inhumane Visage hasn't been updated or even ever used since May's transformation? Neither thing you listed was part of the effect when it first came about, it had more to do with her voice than her image.))((I still think "Give all your jellybeans to the Penguin Queen" was one of the most horrifying images of this game.))
"I'm really good at making stuff and have this repair kit!" He holds up the repair kit to show Faith."I see. I suspect there won't be much building to be done, but that will be handy to keep in mind."
Noticing that Lyra had since wandered off, Faith returned to her wristpad.Quote from: Lyra to FaithMicrowave Ampafter sending the message, look back up at Faith, my head tilted to my right.
I am familiar, but no expert. I would prefer to avoid using it if possible.
That would be wise. If you have to, consider large but low-intensity fields of heat. That may be enough to discourage or disable without causing too many problems.
Quote from: To FaithI've got a handle on it not exploding immediately right now. I figured out how to get those little legs on the bottom going, hence why it's trying to get stepped on instead of trying to ram the walls. About to set it up as a stationary camera over the wall for now.
And I'm familiar enough with it to know I probably don't want to do anything more than fiddle with it's cover menacingly unless I am uninterested in the continued survival of anything nearby me.
Understood. Wise decision, and that may be useful.
Quote from: Message to FaithReasonably proficient with amp. Don't malfunction catastrophically. No medical training; meds mostly to stop pain if injured long enough to incinerate assailant.
Understood. Try to avoid casualties if possible, however. We want to avoid escalating the situation.
Quote from: Stacy Buttle, to: Executive Equipment & Expertise Evaluator Faith SmitheeDear Executive Equipment & Expertise Evaluator,
Thank you for replying to my message with such alacrity and diligence, it is much appreciated. Anyway, my idea for the 1/8th kiloton charge was to use it if we are surrounded by riotous barbarians at the end of our tenure here and a peaceful solution seems unlikely - in that case, we may detonate the charge in a large crowd to both break the morale and thin the numbers of the rioters, not to mention irradiate a wide area and make it unsuitable for further riotous behavior. This would, naturally, be an "enemy at the gates" situation. I am still considering the best way to apply it in such a case - a ground-level detonation would be easier to achieve, yet waste a lot of energy and create fallout, while an airburst would be more difficult, but better for sustainable development of the area in the future. An airburst also solves the problem of somebody stealing or sabotaging the charge beforehand, so it seems to be the more attractive option.
Naturally, this would be a gruesome act of terror and mass murder, but I presume we may reach a point where such means may be justified, no? For now, murder would certainly cause more trouble than it would solve, albeit if carried out under reasonable secrecy, might be helpful against any rebellious elements in the city. And I will try to prevent it until a point where it becomes useful, as decided by you, dear Executive Equipment & Expertise Evaluator, or a similarly authorized person on the chain of command (do we have one, actually?).
Sincerely yours,
Stacy Buttle.
I do not believe we have the hardware to capitalize on such a maneuver. I suspect the situations where such an action would become necessary wouldn't intersect with the situations where it would be useful.
As usual, we have no official chain of command.
Faith winced.Quote from: To FaithDon't worry, there won't be any casualties if they don't ask for it.
I'm concerned about "if they ask for it" as well. I would rather avoid escalating the situation if possible.
Quote from: From: Charles Leroux; To: Faith ValentineWould you happen to know where I can get a few extra uniforms? I was thinking that me might be able to, by offering rations, recruit a few people. Or if that doesn't work, prop up several uniforms in semi-concealed positions for misdirection and to create the illusion of us having greater numbers.
The Messenger likely has access to more of them.
However, I suspect that if padding our numbers was useful, they would have requested more of us or padded them already.
((...What?))((What about the fact that Inhumane Visage hasn't been updated or even ever used since May's transformation? Neither thing you listed was part of the effect when it first came about, it had more to do with her voice than her image.))((I still think "Give all your jellybeans to the Penguin Queen" was one of the most horrifying images of this game.))
since Faith and Feyri both seem lost in thought, walk over to stand behind Grate, close my eyes, and take several slow, quiet, but deep breaths. eventually open them again, swallow, and reach out with my right hand to tug gently on the back of his right elbow once. afterwards take a step backwards and look down and to my right."Huh? Oh, hi, Miss Lyra!"
"Huh? Oh, hi, Miss Lyra!"swallow again, then glance up at Grate.
"Sounds like a good idea!"
Wait for Lyra as she does that.
((Alright.))
Head to, say, the middle of town. Look for interesting things.
((This will end well with that riot starting.))((meta-knowlege, it doesn't change Lyra's plan. additionally, May will probably handle it without issue))
I suppose, though come to think of it, it seems rather odd that they'd only send a few of us to protect a seemingly important figure.Charles looks for the messenger.
Hmm.
Push way out of crowd and find May.
That shouting person just expressed an extreme desire to have violent sexual intercourse with his oppressors. I believe you are interested in that activity?
Continue observing the shouting from a distance.
Run into the crowd gathered around the shouting man, pull out the Mega-phone and turn on my External Speakers. Overpower him with fierceness and technology![Speech:3+1]
"PUT YOUR MOTHERFUCKING MOTHER IN A STRAIT-JACKET WHITE BOY! COME HERE AND SAY IT TO MY FACE YOU PUNK-ASS WHITE BOY! YOU FAGGOT, YOU CAN'T TOUCH ME! YOU AIN'T MAN ENOUGH! I'LL EAT YOUR MOTHERFUCKING ASS OUT IN FRONT OF EVERYBODY! FUCK YOU, YOU BITCH! YOU'RE A SCARED COWARD, YOU AIN'T MAN ENOUGH TO FUCK WITH ME! YOU CAN'T LAST TWO MINUTES IN MY WORLD BITCH! LOOK NOW, YOU SCARED NOW YOU HOE! SCARED LIKE A WHITE PUSSY! SCARED OF THE REAL MAN! I'LL FUCK YOU TIL' YOU LOVE ME FAGGOT!
((Piecewise, will this be enough to trigger May's Inhuman Visage ability?))
"I was wondering, what is the mood of the city like? The general feelings of the populace and such? I'm sure you hear things from your position in society."
"Also, I was hoping to find out what you know of the Radiant One's policies and their effects on the general populace. A bit of background information - how have the last few months been and how have the authorities handled it? Speak your mind, and speak truthfully. No embellishments, just the truth as you see it. You need not fear retribution from me."
"In addition, what do you know of the HMRC? What do most people think of their presence?"
"How are the crime levels in the city? Are there gangs and such?"
"Finally, and this is the most specific question, do they teach Pharsec in schools? Do you know of any textbooks that would allow me to learn elementary Pharsec?"
Interview fair shopkeeper.
Start with Law Enforcement.You memorize the sections about dropping your weapon, putting your hands up, and accepting summary execution.
Start reading the book about assassination.
Return to the grass hill, stand there conspicuously and resume watching the flow of people. Take particular note of the more colorful individuals using the gate.
Lyra X Grate stuff
You don't see him around in the immediate area...but you know that faith was talking to him a lot earlier; maybe she knows where he went.Quote from: From: Charles Leroux; To: Faith ValentineI suppose, though come to think of it, it seems rather odd that they'd only send a few of us to protect a seemingly important figure.Charles looks for the messenger.
Help me out! Do something intimidating.
((...What?))((What about the fact that Inhumane Visage hasn't been updated or even ever used since May's transformation? Neither thing you listed was part of the effect when it first came about, it had more to do with her voice than her image.))((I still think "Give all your jellybeans to the Penguin Queen" was one of the most horrifying images of this game.))
((Seconded. o_O))Lay across Thomas's lap.((This is SO much creepier in what I imagine May's voice sounds like.))
"The Penguin Queen demands you hand over all of the jellybeans."
Quote from: From: Charles Leroux; To: Faith ValentineI suppose, though come to think of it, it seems rather odd that they'd only send a few of us to protect a seemingly important figure.
We're not the only ones; The Messenger said there were other scattered UWM units around.
That said, there may not have been time to move a larger force, or perhaps they felt we'd be sufficient.
Ok, before you guys do that, I'm just gonna ask: No one has any objections to the mute hobbit and the hyperactive child wandering off into a strange and potentially dangerous town on their own, for reasons unknown but that might involve a Pay by the hour hotel? Sundown is coming in about two hours or so by the way. So they'll probably be doing that at night too.((Uh oh. Uh.
Anyone? Just asking.
This should work.
If I notice two vulnerable children trying to leave the main gate at sunset, caution them that that might be dangerous.walk over to Faith and grasp her left hand with both of mine, then start walking again. tug up to three times before turning around, tilting my head to my left, and looking up at Faith.
May sends a wristpad message to Xan.[uncon:2+1+1]Quote from: May to XanHelp me out! Do something intimidating.
"YOU WANT THIS?! YOU WANT THIS?!"
Run up to the nearest wall/market stall/well/hut/statue/some sort of miscellaneous object of some importance either constructed out of wood or stone, and punch it with the Kinetic Amp to demonstrate that we can fuck up your structures.
((Any chance to get players positions on a map? Every turn? I don't care what the In-Universe justification would be, if any, but I'd like to know where our villains are on the map.))updated dateuped
[Speech:1]((...What?))((What about the fact that Inhumane Visage hasn't been updated or even ever used since May's transformation? Neither thing you listed was part of the effect when it first came about, it had more to do with her voice than her image.))((I still think "Give all your jellybeans to the Penguin Queen" was one of the most horrifying images of this game.))((Seconded. o_O))Lay across Thomas's lap.((This is SO much creepier in what I imagine May's voice sounds like.))
"The Penguin Queen demands you hand over all of the jellybeans."Quote from: From: Charles Leroux; To: Faith ValentineI suppose, though come to think of it, it seems rather odd that they'd only send a few of us to protect a seemingly important figure.Quote from: Faith to CharlesWe're not the only ones; The Messenger said there were other scattered UWM units around.
That said, there may not have been time to move a larger force, or perhaps they felt we'd be sufficient.Ok, before you guys do that, I'm just gonna ask: No one has any objections to the mute hobbit and the hyperactive child wandering off into a strange and potentially dangerous town on their own, for reasons unknown but that might involve a Pay by the hour hotel? Sundown is coming in about two hours or so by the way. So they'll probably be doing that at night too.((Uh oh. Uh.
Anyone? Just asking.
I'm not sure if Faith would notice that from the common room, though.))
If I notice two vulnerable children trying to leave the main gate at sunset, caution them that that might be dangerous.
The leader, along with everyone else, appears to have scattered to the four winds after Faith's display of power.Quote from: Xan->MayThis should work.
Set the leader's robe on fire with my amp. Remain unobtrusive so they don't know it was me.
((Hm. Lesson learned, then.))You're looking around when you see the remains of a fruit stand rocket a good 50 feet into the air. Hmm...wonder if you should do something about that. Because either there's an exciting 80's action movie car chase going on, or one of your two compatriots has decided to just start breaking things.
Stacy considers the man's standoffish behavior. So improper. Well then.
Look for another shopkeeper, preferably a bookseller of some kind. Approach them.
"Excuse me, I was wondering if I could have a few minutes of your time. I'm looking for more information on the Pharsec dialect. Do you know of any textbooks and such on the subject?"
Be suspicious about the ones that seem to be wandering, try and track a few of them to see where they go / what they doA young boy and a girl, who is quite small but whose age you can't determine, walk past you toward the gate. The boy is wearing a condom over his helmet like a ski mask.
Remind any HMRC people wandering by that we already have a patrol out and that unless they're here to relieve us gate guard, they should head back to the barracks and sort that out stuff for tomorrow (( :P ))
Follow GrateAll three actions remain unchanged.
"Learn."
as we pass the gate to the town, stop and Hand whichever HMRC member is at the gate Feyri's uniform. take the time to re-fold it first, to remove the wrinkles from carrying it around with me for all this time.
EDIT2:
As we move, look around to see how much the two of us stand out, and why. what people's reactions to us are, and if anyone else our size is moving about, and what they're doing. look down if anyone tries to make eye contact with me of course.
Dear Miss Feyri,Remove condom from head with Lyra's help, discard it. Head into town, looking around to see what it's like.
I think Miss Faith has gone insane.
Sincerely,
Grate.
If I notice two vulnerable children trying to leave the main gate at sunset, caution them that that might be dangerous.[Speech:1]
((Poor Faith. Worst Medic is now also Worst Babysitter.))((Anything else she's bad at?))
((Poor Faith. Worst Medic is now also Worst Babysitter.))((Now? Hasn't she been that since mission two?))
((SPEECH ROOOOOOOOLLS!))((
Examine that briefcase next to that one game.
((What, the thing piecewise sigged? She wasn't responsible for those kids, and hence she is not eligible for any babysitting...um..."rewards".))((Poor Faith. Worst Medic is now also Worst Babysitter.))((Now? Hasn't she been that since mission two?))
((Anyone else wondering why Faith carries a condom around?))
((I'm having trouble figuring out how that would help, unless her current body has separate modules for different primary sexual characteristics or something.))((Anyone else wondering why Faith carries a condom around?))In case of May? :P
((I'm having trouble figuring out how that would help, unless her current body has separate modules for different primary sexual characteristics or something.))((Anyone else wondering why Faith carries a condom around?))In case of May? :P
Hmm. Reasonable of them.
Resume patrol for criminality.
"They're all gone. For now."
Delve deeper into the city, Revolver drawn.
"Well now. That's unusual."The vice squad and captain dance wander their way deeper into the township, staying vaguely on their preplanned route. The route follows the well worn streets away from small stalls and buildings into a district of large shops, boarding houses, and what you're pretty sure is a brothel. The people here seem less afraid of you; they don't run, at worst they sort of fade into the crowd or casually duck into an alley. For the most part, no one even seems to notice you.
Stacy pirouettes over to the fruit stand, settling near May.
"Did I miss something important, miss? Is anybody dead?"
Follow May for now!
remove the condom from Grate's head, discard it.Follow GrateAll three actions remain unchanged.
"Learn."
as we pass the gate to the town, stop and Hand whichever HMRC member is at the gate Feyri's uniform. take the time to re-fold it first, to remove the wrinkles from carrying it around with me for all this time.
EDIT2:
As we move, look around to see how much the two of us stand out, and why. what people's reactions to us are, and if anyone else our size is moving about, and what they're doing. look down if anyone tries to make eye contact with me of course.
((Did you mean May's display of power? Faith is the Ironic Owl.))Even without the condom on your head -how are you gonna stay safe now?!-you draw attention. I mean, you're a pair of midgets, one of you dressed in a police uniform and the other in a space suit. Or maybe both of you are in space suits. Honestly, I kinda lost track of if you paranoids ever put one on. But regardless, you're midgets in strange attire, wandering the streets in the early evening. You look like a performance art piece. People notice.
Message Miss Feyri:Quote from: Grate to FeyriDear Miss Feyri,Remove condom from head with Lyra's help, discard it. Head into town, looking around to see what it's like.
I think Miss Faith has gone insane.
Sincerely,
Grate.
(( Yeah, I meant 'watch where they go from my post', but whatever :P ))You return to the hill and continue watching. It's boring but so far, its safe as well. The irony of guard duty, you realize, is that when it's going well, the guard is useless.
Back to my post, resume observation program
Charles tries to figure out where the messenger is.[int:3]
The next chapter talks more about the difficulty of cleanly disposing of a body; wryly commenting that most people put up more fight as a corpse then as a person. Removing identity depends on the place. Some planets are still small and unadvanced enough that the age old trick of taking off the head and the hands works. As soon as DNA comes into the picture, you're in a bind. Either you get rid of the whole body- incinerators work best; especially if they're industrial ones connected to some sort of waste processing. If you've got connections you can get them dumped in space, or access to synthetic microbes that specifically target and eat up human cells. Best cleanup you can buy, but you need a level 3 hazmat suit or you'll end up as soup with them.
((I think the people will attack because of the HRMC team))
Keep reading and watching the gate.
((SPEECH ROOOOOOOOLLS!))You walk over to the briefcase next to the polybius game and pick it up. It's fairly heavy and when you open it up you discover that it's full of mice. One of them is wearing a little collar with the name "Reginald" on it. Hmm...wonder what thats about.
Examine that briefcase next to that one game.
Would you happen to know where the messenger is?
Quote from: From: Charles Leroux; To: Faith ValentineWould you happen to know where the messenger is?
I'm afraid I don't. I would think he'd be on hand when not busy elsewhere.
Investigate downtown for the usage of contraband or illegal breast/penis implants.What.
((STAND ASIDE, SIR, AND LET A REAL LAW WOMAN DO HER WORK.))Investigate downtown for the usage of contraband or illegal breast/penis implants.What.
Look around for "criminal" (read "vaguely suspicious looking") people. If suspicious enough (intuition rolls ho), dispense justice.
Make special note of anyone our size, what they're wearing, and what they're doing.Children or midgets?
((important part of my action from last time that wasn't commented on.))
once I've seen what I came to see, tug gently on Grate's right elbow.
"Back?"
Continue to follow Grate
"Um, okay, if you want to."You take your reluctant date back to the palace.
Head back. Try to figure out what that was about.
Find the messenger. Ask about the map thing.
You both head out in search of the messenger, wandering the entirety of the lowest level of the palace, sticking your heads through windows, calling for him like he's a lost dog and generally doing your best to find a man whose name and official position you don't know. You can't find him, leading you to the conclusion that he must be on a different level of the palace or outside of it.Quote from: From: Charles Leroux; To: Faith ValentineWould you happen to know where the messenger is?
"Well, there's a healthy atmosphere of terror if I've seen one."You continue along the route, dancing just far enough ahead of May and Xan's shenanigans so as not to be associated with them.
Dance along with the patrol, keep at the route. If May or Xan fall behind, investigate what they're doing. From a distance.
They appear to be ordinary mice, though the one with the collar's brain is larger then the others.Quote from: From: Charles Leroux; To: Faith ValentineWould you happen to know where the messenger is?Quote from: Faith to CharlesI'm afraid I don't. I would think he'd be on hand when not busy elsewhere.
Examine mice and mouse collar more carefully. Including alternate vision modes, if necessary.
Guard duty continues! Contemplate on the true nature of guard duty, wonder how long I've been out here and how long til sundown[int:3] You guard, therefore it is guarded. Simple.
Investigate downtown for the usage of contraband or illegal breast/penis implants.You saunter over to the door to the brothel and attempt to kick it open, looking all cool and wild westy as you step in.
Third chapter is about a rivalry with a unknown contract killer. Apparently the author and the other killer were often double booked, told to kill the same person. They never met in person, but often clashed over their assignments but attempting to beat the other out to the kill. The author felt that the other killer was unprofessional, since he always took a trophy from the kill. He says it "Smacked of the amateur killer, the unsophisticated psychopath who channeled what would otherwise be serial murder into a business venture." He remarks that the other guy just ups and vanishes after a while, probably killed or caught by the police. He spends some time considering the importance of professionalism and how only those that divorce themselves from any connection to the act can truly be able to consider their actions from an objective standpoint and work to avoid mistakes.
Keep reading and watching the gate.
Look around for "criminal" (read "vaguely suspicious looking") people. If suspicious enough (intuition rolls ho), dispense justice.Well...may just assaulted that wall...and now people are looking at her. Loitering. Very suspicious.
Wow. Um. Gimme a moment.((That broke my re-read. You didn't even give Lyra a roll for defense on../that/ nature?! >_>))
((Well, "combat" has just been initiated. She still has time to post a defensive action.Wow. Um. Gimme a moment.((That broke my re-read. You didn't even give Lyra a roll for defense on../that/ nature?! >_>))
He's not pervy, he's just attempting to tear her clothes off to reveal the terrible secret of her reptilian underbelly.((Is this one of the things you dream of having the opportunity to say?))
Fight/"Um, okay, if you want to."You take your reluctant date back to the palace.
Head back. Try to figure out what that was about.
[intuition:2-1]
"DOPPELGANGER! What manner of demon are you?! Show me your true form, monster of the 9th realm!"
You begin trying to tear her clothes off. Somewhere far away you hear faith screaming something about "Protection" and "How she always knew your true nature".
(( *sigh*, one moment, grabbing a coin for the Fight/Flight coinflip. heads is fight, tails is flight.))
[Fight/Flight: Heads]
((... uh oh))Fight/"Um, okay, if you want to."You take your reluctant date back to the palace.
Head back. Try to figure out what that was about.
[intuition:2-1]
"DOPPELGANGER! What manner of demon are you?! Show me your true form, monster of the 9th realm!"
You begin trying to tear her clothes off. Somewhere far away you hear faith screaming something about "Protection" and "How she always knew your true nature".Flight
apply the underside of the palm of my hand to the underside of Grate's chin, forcefully. step towards him and stomp on his instep. elbow him in the chest area. knee him in the groin. then leg-sweep him. finally grab his throat but don't apply more pressure than necessary to maintain my grip (don't strangle him yet) using my left hand. pin his left arm under my left knee, plant my right knee on his chest, and grab his right arm with my right hand.
"No."
((I was expecting to have to post that particular sequence for either May or Rennen btw, sry GWG.))
((Is it just me, or am I doing my job semi competently?))((...))
(( *sigh*, one moment, grabbing a coin for the Fight/Flight coinflip. heads is fight, tails is flight.))((Yup.))
[Fight/Flight: Heads]
((... uh oh))
"AH! AH! AAH! HELP! MISS FEYRI! MISS FAITH! MISTER CRAZY FIRE-MIND GUY! SOMEONE!"-snip-Fight/Flight
apply the underside of the palm of my hand to the underside of Grate's chin, forcefully. step towards him and stomp on his instep. elbow him in the chest area. knee him in the groin. then leg-sweep him. finally grab his throat but don't apply more pressure than necessary to maintain my grip (don't strangle him yet) using my left hand. pin his left arm under my left knee, plant my right knee on his chest, and grab his right arm with my right hand.
"No."
((I was expecting to have to post that particular sequence for either May or Rennen btw, sry GWG.))
"Oh my, how unfortunate! The lady seems to be in distress."It doesn't look that stuck, you could probably pull it out, assuming you're not a complete and total spaz.
Examine how stuck May's foot is. If not particularly, help her pull it out. If rather a lot, try to think of a way to help her.
((My, my...even the children become pervs once in the HRMC. And I thought that the pile of perversion was bad enough.))The next chapter mainly talks about ways of killing people; specifically killing them quickly, or silently or in ways that look accidental. Cuts to the throat are good; they prevent screaming but can be very messy. Choke holds and breaking the neck are effective, but harder; greater chance of just leaving them crippled or knocked out, unless you apply some sort of secondary measure to make sure they're dead. Blades to various different organs are effective as well; stab to the kidneys will put them in instant shock and bring them down quickly. Between the ribs and rupturing a lung will stop screaming too. Severing a major artery in the armpit or leg works too, though not as fast or as quietly.
Keep reading and guarding the gate.
Walk up to the door of the tavern.You walk over to the door a few feet from where May is trapped. You open it, gesture at may, gesture at the door, shrug, and then walk away.
Open it.
Smirk at May.
Move on, looking for more signs of discontent.
((Is it just me, or am I doing my job semi competently?))
Get up. Enter Brothel properly. Inspect interior for illegal activities.[str:5]
(( *sigh*, one moment, grabbing a coin for the Fight/Flight coinflip. heads is fight, tails is flight.))[Grate dex:4]
[Fight/Flight: Heads]
((... uh oh))Fight/"Um, okay, if you want to."You take your reluctant date back to the palace.
Head back. Try to figure out what that was about.
[intuition:2-1]
"DOPPELGANGER! What manner of demon are you?! Show me your true form, monster of the 9th realm!"
You begin trying to tear her clothes off. Somewhere far away you hear faith screaming something about "Protection" and "How she always knew your true nature".Flight
apply the underside of the palm of my hand to the underside of Grate's chin, forcefully. step towards him and stomp on his instep. elbow him in the chest area. knee him in the groin. then leg-sweep him. finally grab his throat but don't apply more pressure than necessary to maintain my grip (don't strangle him yet) using my left hand. pin his left arm under my left knee, plant my right knee on his chest, and grab his right arm with my right hand.
"No."
((I was expecting to have to post that particular sequence for either May or Rennen btw, sry GWG.))
VERY IMPORTANT EDIT:
STOP AS SOON AS GRATE SURRENDERS
(( This should be fun! *sends the ghostly meta self to the barracks and gets the popcorn* ))Everything looks good for now. Though it's becoming dark and hard to see. You can see the lights of the township flicking on and the mud puddle of a city becoming a mud puddle full of fire flies.
Recursive loop gate guarding. Don't forget to check the scout eye view
The old woman is raping her long nails on the bar((Please be a typo.))
((that... that actually worked out just fine. phew.))You return to the barracks and curl up on your pillow. Who goes to bed at sunset, honestly.
((and he has every right to think Lyra was going to hit him... after all, she was))
Return to the barracks and nap on my pillow in the corner.
Stacy takes a peek inside the building, carefully gazing over the room.There's what looks like a book seller over across the street. Or maybe just a book binder? Hard to say. Guy with a lot of books.
"Doesn't look like anything terribly illegal is happening in here as far as I can tell. Let's move along, shall we?"
Head over to Xan in a jaunty dance.
"What say you we find a lone civilian of some description and interview him or her?"
Search for a bookstore. Or an idler of some kind if a bookstore isn't found.
Feel free to do so if you wish. I don't interact well with normal people.
Continue patrol.
You find Ms.Feyri where she always was, standing in the same place, seemingly flummoxed about...something. She's still just muttering to herself.The old woman is raping her long nails on the bar((Please be a typo.))
Run back to the palace and look for Ms. Feyri.
Make sure the area on both sides of the gate is going to be well lit when the sun finally goes down. Turn on the suit lamps and see how much they light up the gate.The area is somewhat well lit, better lit on the township side then the palace side. Your lamps don't do a whole lot for it; they're meant to illuminate your path, not serve as backup floodlights. As is, you think you should be able to keep an eye on the outer gate, but if anyone makes it through you'll lose them in shadow for a bit, till they hit the buildings and their lights.
"THE AUTHORITIES ARE HERE TO INVESTIGATE YOUR PREMISES."
Look around the place for anything illegal/coup-ish. After investigating this room and the bar, head into the back and look around. Keep one hand around the .45 at all times.
Hey, is there any diference in the use of gun and a Radiation projector? Besides the type of projectile, I mean.
((that... that actually worked out just fine. phew.))You return to the barracks and curl up on your pillow. Who goes to bed at sunset, honestly.
((and he has every right to think Lyra was going to hit him... after all, she was))
Return to the barracks and nap on my pillow in the corner.
Huh... Radiation projectors...good((Wring thread, I think.))Quote from: Renen To DocHey, is there any diference in the use of gun and a Radiation projector? Besides the type of projectile, I mean.
Send a message to Doc. Keep reading and guarding.
Huh... Radiation projectors...good((Wring thread, I think.))Quote from: Renen To DocHey, is there any diference in the use of gun and a Radiation projector? Besides the type of projectile, I mean.
Send a message to Doc. Keep reading and guarding.
((I believe it was sarcasm.))Huh... Radiation projectors...good((Wring thread, I think.))Quote from: Renen To DocHey, is there any diference in the use of gun and a Radiation projector? Besides the type of projectile, I mean.
Send a message to Doc. Keep reading and guarding.
No, he's in the right thread. The Sword is in orbit, he's been chatting with the Doctor via radio while on guard duty.
((Obviously not radios, unless the Sword is in orbit over that planet.))((Actually, I think the Sword IS near the planet, if not orbiting around it. They're gonna pick you up first before coming back for us.))
((And yet Steve is perfectly accessible, which suggests that it is.))((Obviously not radios, unless the Sword is in orbit over that planet.))((Actually, I think the Sword IS near the planetoid, if not orbiting around it.))
Head up to and examine the posters and the buildings they're put on, the closest one first. Anything similar about them?The buildings vary in such a way that you can't find anything really similar about them. The posters, however, are all the same. They have no images on them, they're all text in the native language.
Illegal: Weapons, narcotics, weird foreign shit I don't understand.Hmmm...No weapons, unless that lady's nails count. No narcotics, unless all that booze counts, and if theres anywhere thats familiar to you, it's a brothel.
Coup-ish: Propaganda looking stuff, anti-establishment conversation, other shit I don't understand.
Head over to the store, approach shopkeeper
"Hello, good sir. I was wondering if you had any materials for learning Pharsec for speakers of the common language."
Ask.
"Miss Feyri Miss Feyri something's weird about Lyra and I think she wants to kill me after I took off her clothes to see what it was I think she might have been infected with the stuff from these creatures they gave us I think it's bad and stuff help!"You talk to Feyri. She just sweats and looks confused.
Rapid-speed and easily misinterpreted speech to someone whose player doesn't seem to be here!
Huh... Radiation projectors...goodQuote from: Renen To DocHey, is there any diference in the use of gun and a Radiation projector? Besides the type of projectile, I mean.
Send a message to Doc. Keep reading and guarding.
Radiation projectors? They project beams of radiation that are powerful enough to instantly kill organic matter. They kill a swath of cells a few inches wide, instantly sterilizing them. They're fired much like a gun, but you need to hit someplace vital like the heart or brain to kill instantly. Otherwise they won't effect the target very well for quite a while.
Most foot traffic has vanished, only the occasional man or woman wandering in or out. Things are fairly quiet, to be honest.((that... that actually worked out just fine. phew.))You return to the barracks and curl up on your pillow. Who goes to bed at sunset, honestly.
((and he has every right to think Lyra was going to hit him... after all, she was))
Return to the barracks and nap on my pillow in the corner.
(( Someone who knows sunrise is only 3 hours away? :P ))
Gate guard to barracks, could someone look around and ask if we can get some floodlights for the main gate? Probably won't be useful tonight, it will be dawn by the time you get them out here, but they'd be nice to have tomorrow.
Remain at post! Observe how the patterns have changed now that night has arrived in force. If the pattern is 'mostly the same, but townward-bound and without deliveries', observe anyone still approaching the gate from town.
"Miss Feyri Miss Feyri something's weird about Lyra and I think she wants to kill me after I took off her clothes to see what it was I think she might have been infected with the stuff from these creatures they gave us I think it's bad and stuff help!"
"[...]something's weird about Lyra and I think she wants to kill me after I took off her clothes to see what it wa[...]"
"[...]I think she wants to kill me after I took off her clothes to see what it was[...]"
Rapid-speed and easily misinterpreted speech to someone whose player doesn't seem to be here!
((Is it in orbit around both missions' worlds simultaneously?))((And yet Steve is perfectly accessible, which suggests that it is.))((Obviously not radios, unless the Sword is in orbit over that planet.))((Actually, I think the Sword IS near the planetoid, if not orbiting around it.))
...((Yes! Perfect!
Why.
Feyri knelt down after quickly deciding what to do. "Grate, there exist certain restrictions to what your curiosity allows you to do, and what you should do to fulfill that curiosity. Ripping off a woman's clothing is NOT WHAT YOU SHOULD DO." she said in the calmest voice she had. "Firstly, I want details. What stuff is that which causes the infestation--and yes, it's called 'infestation' if it's a disease on the outside of the body--and give me more context. Slow down talking. And where is Lyra?"
Oh my goodness Grate.
"...You didn't actually rip it off, did you?"
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((Is it in orbit around both missions' worlds simultaneously?))((And yet Steve is perfectly accessible, which suggests that it is.))((Obviously not radios, unless the Sword is in orbit over that planet.))((Actually, I think the Sword IS near the planetoid, if not orbiting around it.))
"I took off the parasite thingy that they gave us. And she still had her suit on! I didn't make her naked! Ew! ...And I d'no where Lyra is...she could be anywhere..."...Am I blind?
Get back in game Intuition - inform self of what just happened recently.((Yay! If you don't roll a 1 or a 6 I will be very disappointed.))
((quick reminder: My uniform is currently burnt rags on the floor of the barracks (I haven't checked them out since they were purged by fire so I don't know the extent of the damage), Feyri's uniform is folded up nicely and waiting for her at the gate. I wasn't wearing it at the time Grate did his thing. what Grate successfully removed was my suit's helmet.))((You know, I can be hard on Piecewise, but I can't blame him for not keeping up with your shenanigans.
Which one is better?
Look for something that looks like a romance novel of some kind, plus a children's book and something nonfiction if I can find anything like that. Take all three books and utilize the phrasebook to say something to the effect of "May I take these?" or "How much do these cost for someone of a higher caste?"The books are rather cheap looking, more manuscripts then professional printings; just a packet of papers bound together with no covering and a big old title page in foreign tongue. There are no pictures, but the title fonts are different, so you go by that. You grab one with the most flowery script, the most childish script and one with just an interesting title. You flip through the phrase book and attempt to pronounce the right phrase.
Radio to the Sword.>They are an advertisement for something called "Freedom Hills" which appears to be a store of some kind. Under it is just a list of items on sale and various assurances of quality. The merchandise is mostly produce by the look of it.
Steve. I need you to translate the text on these posters if you have the capacity.
In your case, I don't think that will work. You've been standing around in a closed room, staring at a wall. You can't' just intuit everyone's actions. At best you can guess that shit is probably going very poorly."I took off the parasite thingy that they gave us. And she still had her suit on! I didn't make her naked! Ew! ...And I d'no where Lyra is...she could be anywhere..."...Am I blind?
"So..by clothes, and by that I mean the 'parasite' you mean security uniform, right? The one I handed over to Lyra? Which was a bit oversized for her?"
Thank you so much medical knowledge.
"Err, rhetorical question. Still, could you help me find her? I was..a bit busy. Introspectively. Where are we?"Get back in gameIntuition - inform self of what just happened recently.
"Yeah, I guess if you wanna call 'em that...and, um, I suppose I could..."You drag Feyri over to lyra, who appears not to have moved.
Help Feyri find Lyra without going far from Feyri.
Seeing that everything is in order, leave the brothel and interrogate first person I see about mutiny."Laaaaaaadies." You say on your way out. You spin on your heel and turn back to the street. You immediately run forward and grab the first man you see and begin screaming at him.
Keep reading and guarding. Send message.Quote from: To DocWhich one is better?
Hey...Skylar, right. If you notice something very odd, just say it. And who will come for the next guard duty?
Depends on the situation. Radiation projectors are rare though. Used only by high level UWM spooks.
Will do. I don't think anyone has been arranged to relieve us, yet. We'll have to poke them into action when we decide to switch shifts. I'm thinking around midday, just do a shift per day. These short days should allow for that to work alright.You notice the same thing that Renen notices; the odd group of men with their odd group of packs.
Continue guarding!
((You can't spell Diplomatic Relationship Nightmare without HMRC.))((And apparently I'll be the only one not causing trouble on patrol.))
((You can't spell Diplomatic Relationship Nightmare without HMRC.))((And apparently I'll be the only one not causing trouble on patrol.))
((I'm trying but no one's causing any trouble!))((You can't spell Diplomatic Relationship Nightmare without HMRC.))((And apparently I'll be the only one not causing trouble on patrol.))
((Your oversight has been noted by your superiors. Please rectify this at once.))
((You can't spell Diplomatic Relationship Nightmare without HMRC.))
((I think it will become a running gag of everyone doing stupid things and causing trouble on patrols, while the person who is just looking for an excuse to burn everyone displays model behavior.))((I'm trying but no one's causing any trouble!))((You can't spell Diplomatic Relationship Nightmare without HMRC.))((And apparently I'll be the only one not causing trouble on patrol.))
((Your oversight has been noted by your superiors. Please rectify this at once.))
By Radio: Potential DRN incoming, barracks. 5 men approaching the gate. Renen is moving to question them. Just so you know what's going on when you hear shooting. Feel free to cue the backup now.Oh great who was this person? Argh, memory. Come on..
I've received word about the situation.
Stand by and do not engage. Observe and conduct an inspection, discreetly.
Thanks for the update. What's your status and location?
Oh great who was this person? Argh, memory. Come on..
Quote from: Feyri Nirel > Skylar NiabsThanks for the update. What's your status and location?
DRM?
Behind the gate on guard duty, backing up Renen from a ways back.
And Diplomatic Relations Nightmare. It came up at some point. I imagine we'll be seeing many of them.
Behind the gate on guard duty, backing up Renen from a ways back.[/quote]
And Diplomatic Relations Nightmare. It came up at some point. I imagine we'll be seeing many of them.
All this can easily be avoided if we thought about our words and just relied on their reaction..Makes easier sense anyway.
Still, who were sent on the patrols? The days are timed differently here, and I'd really prefer to think about alternative entries--there are none at the gate, right?
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"..aid so!"open my eyes a little, roll slowly over to face the room, and slowly look around the room, not expending any real effort, and my eyes only just barely open. eventually let my eyes settle on the feet of whoever is nearest me.
Indeed. Part of why I'm waiting back here instead of interrogating them. Still, they seem to happen whether or not we decide to *say* something. Almost as if the gods simply deem that we suffer for our crimes. Alas.
Anyway, patrols. I've seen May, Xan, and Harry go out on patrol. You'll have to get them to tell you how far through the patrol they are, I haven't seen them since May shot a guy twice and then tried to claim suicide. Grate and that little woman went out some time later and as you know have already returned. I'm not sure if they patrolled so much as got bored and went for a quick jaunt into the district.
As for alternate entries, I'd assume they are covered by the locals. There aren't any here, this is just a giant wall. I'll check in the morning.
By Radio: Potential DRN incoming, barracks. 5 men approaching the gate. Renen is moving to question them. Just so you know what's going on when you hear shooting. Feel free to cue the backup now."*sigh*...Understood. I'll provide fire support if required..."
Stay on the hill and stand menacingly. Prepare to activate our auto-turret!
Put Revolver to the man's neck. Threaten to give him an improvised ultra-tracheotomy if he doesn't tell me everything he knows.[Speech:1]
Continue patrol.
Hey you, stop right there. Please identify yourselves and say what business you have here.You walk out in front of the group and gesture for them to stop, your hand hovering near the hilt of your blade. You order them to identify themselves and what they're doing here. They don't seem to understand what you want, but they do stop, looking between each other and you in confusion.
Tell the group to stop. Ask who they are and what are they doing here.
As Stacy dances out of the shop, he is struck by a pang of guilt. That's no way to treat a perfectly fine, law-abiding shopkeeper, no matter what the state of his store and how confusing his language.You flip through the book, looking for an appology. You don't find one for your...specific situation, but you find a general one, so you decide to use that. You run back over to the shop keeper, who is sullenly picking up his wares and placing them back on his table.
Look up something in the book that would fit as a formal apology. If found, dance back into store and apologize. Then leave again, catch up to Xan.
((When did I learn where Lyra was?))(Feyri's in the barracks building. Lyra had to walk past her to go upstairs to the beds)
"See? She's here." Grate then hides behind Feyri.
By Radio: Potential DRN incoming, barracks. 5 men approaching the gate. Renen is moving to question them. Just so you know what's going on when you hear shooting. Feel free to cue the backup now.(I don't think that turret responds to your control. I think it's just Empi's toy.)
Stay on the hill and stand menacingly. Prepare to activate our auto-turret!
WAKE UP.ZZzzZZZZzzzzZZZzzz
Zz
Wake up"..aid so!"open my eyes a little, roll slowly over to face the room, and slowly look around the room, not expending any real effort, and my eyes only just barely open. eventually let my eyes settle on the feet of whoever is nearest me.
You walk back to your room in the barracks building and sit down on one of the cushions, somewhere away from Feyri and her midget squad. You take control of your turret and aim it down at the cluster of men that Renen is talking to.By Radio: Potential DRN incoming, barracks. 5 men approaching the gate. Renen is moving to question them. Just so you know what's going on when you hear shooting. Feel free to cue the backup now."*sigh*...Understood. I'll provide fire support if required..."
Stay on the hill and stand menacingly. Prepare to activate our auto-turret!
Charles walks to his room in the palace. He remotely operates his turret, tracking the furthermost figure.
You wisely decide to just keep walking and completely ignore whatever it is thats happening behind you. It's dark now, and on this path behind the shops, weaving through alleyways, you need to use your lamps just to find your way. You're about halfway through one of these alleys when you come across a group of people. There are somewhere between 8 and 10 of them, all huddled together in the dark. Your lamps stun them for a moment as you sweep them across the group, all of them holding their hands up to their eyes or jerking their head away. In the blinding light of the lamps, you can see things glinting in several of the people's hands.((Well, that was simple. Now we just have to hope they attack us.))
"Well now, that went rather wonderfully!"You follow Xan's instructions and run to his location, unfortunately by the time you get there everything is over.
Stacy turns on his radio and tries to reach Xan.
"Magic Man, this is Dancing Twerp. Come in, Magic Man! Relay your location in semi-helpful terms so that we may finish up this patrol thing, like, today and stuff, over!"
Try to locate Xan with available tools, radio first and foremost. If that fails, just continue on the patrol route.
Xan switches his radio on.You tell them to carry on, but they don't seem to keen on that. Instead, they scatter into the night, vanishing down the alleyways, splitting up and running in different directions as they go. One of them dropped whatever it was they were holding; it's glinting softly where it feel, half buried in the soft, muddy ground.
Here. Path behind shops; in alleyways. I've found a group of people interested in talking. You're better at this than I am at this; why don't you come talk to them?
Lowering the radio, he looks calmly at the group.
Carry on.
Back out of alleyway and go on another route. If they show signs of hostility, incinerate them. If they're hostile, yell to transmit my location to Stacy.
Shrug, go and find Xan and Stacy, or anything interesting that comes up.You rejoin and complete the freak squad. Now you can all either continue patrolling or join the circus.
Use the phrase book and repeat my warning in their language. Read the correct phrases carefully do I don't mess up.[speech:3]
(( He'd said at some point to make sure that the rest of the squad could connect to the gun, as I recall. Until he says so / you confirm, I'll behave as if I don't. ))[speech:2-1]
Consult the phrase book for something to the effect of "Please state your business", head down and say that if the men still look confused and no one has opened fire.
((Wait, I managed to lick his eyeball through the faceplate?))You took your helmet off. You got a 1. 1's bend reality a bit.
"Hm. There may have been something here. It's gone now, though," Stacy concludes, shuffling in place.
Follow Xan. See if there's anything interesting in this rather unpopulated alley. Help Xan with examination if he looks confused by weird hyoo-man objects.
Hmm. What's this?
Examine glinting thing.
((Oh God.))You grab skylar by the head and throw him behind you. You do your best to calm the men with nothing but hand gestures, all the while flipping through the phrasebook and trying to figure out what to say to them. You try to ignore the fact that you probably won't be able to understand their answers.
Hold Skylar back before she/he can do anything to start a civil war. Analyze the words in the phrasebook for my questions.
((A dinamic bonus, please.))
Run after the fleeing men.[dex:3+1]
(( Derp. I'm going to choose to believe that this is why you have them speaking a different language XD ))You sit up from where Renen threw you and sullenly consult the phrase book, searching for the "I'm sorry I invaded your personal space and spit swear words in your face and said all those mean things about your mother." entry.
*cough*sorry...
Back up, consult phrase book without saying anything for relevant phrases of apology
Don't you have a program for simultaneous translation for us to download, or maybe on our suits? Because, if we do have it, I need to activate that right now.
Which direction did you go?
Quote from: Xan->MayWhich direction did you go?
Forward I guess, going to round up me some pork & gravy!
after that long silence from the people who woke me up, and having neither seen nor heard any reason for me to bother getting up, close my eyes and go back to sleep.((How long do you plan to sleep? Because Piecewise doesn't really require more than one turn.
((by... sleeping? and yes, he would. but that would make the mission less funny.))after that long silence from the people who woke me up, and having neither seen nor heard any reason for me to bother getting up, close my eyes and go back to sleep.((How do you plan to sleep? Because Piecewise doesn't really require more than one turn.
Also, did I mention that a high speech character like mine would be very useful in this mission? Yes I did. But I'm just saying it again because I can't force myself to shut up about it.))
((keep in mind that you have backup in the barracks if needed.))
EDIT:
((oh, how long? until it's about time for shift change. so probably only a couple more turns.))
"Um...Miss Feyri? What were you going to do here?""Make sure everyone's alright."
after that long silence from the people who woke me up, and having neither seen nor heard any reason for me to bother getting up, close my eyes and go back to sleep.Seeing Lyra huddle on the bed again, Feyri nudged her and relayed a message. "Grate, Lyra, if there's nobody else who was supposed to stay at the palace other than us, then I suppose we must make our own path. Help the others. Get information. The night's still out. Do both of you remember where the rest are, or where the messenger is?"
Update on your plan?
How's Stacy doing? What are the men doing?
Hi May, it's nice to talk to you again.
Where are you and what were you doing?
Quote from: Feyri Nirel = May.Hi May, it's nice to talk to you again.
Where are you and what were you doing?
Hai!
In town. Pursuit of Persons of Interests. Have to run. Can't talk.
(([1] Xan stares at Stacy's hand in punishment. It does not seem to be affected; there seems to be some kind of protective field! Xan feels a pain in his right hand and looks at it. Well, this explains why Stacy's hand wasn't burning.))((Can't happen.))
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa-(You have pain killers, but thats about it.)
Take Anti-Bleeding Meds. I still have Anti-Trauma meds apart from that, right?
Xan's head turns over to Stacy. It's not very angry, but the intent in it is ... chilly, to say the least.
Burn Stacy's hand with the amp until he drops the gun.
Do not. Do that. Again.
"Oh dear, how unfortunate! Well, at least we know of criminal activity in the region now! And don't worry, I'm not about to shoot you again. Not on purpose, anyway. I don't think I'd be able to, even."You drop the weapon and reach down to help Xan up. As you reach down, you notice him staring up at you, with clearly homicidal intent. And then a tiny point of light blinks into existence. It hovers there for a second, tiny as a pinprick in reality but bright enough to fill the entire alleyway with shimmering white light. And then it expands.
Drop weapon next to Xan. Dance around him.
"Anyhow, need any help?"
Help Xan up if he accepts.
"AIN'T NO RUNNING FROM BIG MAMA."[Con:2]
Shoot the man in the back of his leg with the Revolver.
Pantomime taking off a backpack and opening it. Attempt to be patient in the face of the [Speech: 1-1]. Make mental note to find a proper translation program. Also make a quick note of what color their clothing is
Charles remains in the palace, remotely aiming his turret. He examines each of the unknown figures.Skylar down near the gate and Charles, up in his machinegun nest, both see the the explosion out in the village a few moments before they hear it. The men renen and skylar were interrogating begin yelling, pointing back toward the township and looking like they're about to scatter.
after being nudged by Feyri, get up and try to use my wrist-comp to get GPS-cordinates or other, similar, locations, for the rest of the team. cross-reference them with Faith's Map where possible.You are in the middle of typing when you hear something from outside. It's a bang or a whoosh, like distant thunder. You can feel the building shutter slightly.
Succeed or fail, go to the gatehouse afterwards
((And somewhere in the city, an aspiring serial killer sighs, hangs his head, and gives up his planned vocation, knowing he will never be able to beat the HMRC at its game.))Well, Nietzsche once said "Be careful when you fight the monsters, lest you become one.", but I'm pretty sure that the HMRC started out as monsters and just got worse.
((And somewhere in the city, an aspiring serial killer sighs, hangs his head, and gives up his planned vocation, knowing he will never be able to beat the HMRC at its game.))Well, Nietzsche once said "Be careful when you fight the monsters, lest you become one.", but I'm pretty sure that the HMRC started out as monsters and just got worse.
"Map this place out, Grate, and help me coordinate with the others. Find someone in authority who conducts the security detail.""Yes, ma'am! Did you hear something?"
((Damn, that was some serious luck on my part. I mean, a 6+1 on an action intended to harm me? Would have expected that to permakill me. This, though, is way more fun.))((Lucky endurance roll. Very lucky endurance roll.))
The fact that you survived that is more than enough to take you off my kill list, old one.
((Goddamn, this is what we're like with amps. When somebody gets a fusion(?) instigator, it's going to be awful.))((Just imagine if they had a gravity or organochemistry amp. Especially the gravity.))
((Goddamn, this is what we're like with amps. When somebody gets a fusion(?) instigator, it's going to be awful.))((Just imagine if they had a gravity or organochemistry amp. Especially the gravity.))
((I intend to do that as soon as I can save up enough money.))((Goddamn, this is what we're like with amps. When somebody gets a fusion(?) instigator, it's going to be awful.))((Just imagine if they had a gravity or organochemistry amp. Especially the gravity.))
((A universal amp is one of the next things Miyamoto will be saving up for.
Prepare to die, I'd say.))
((What happened to May's +1 to Conventional Weapons?))
Decide that the man is to injured to bother with, head back to Stacy and Xan to survey the damage.
((What happened to May's +1 to Conventional Weapons?))
Decide that the man is to injured to bother with, head back to Stacy and Xan to survey the damage.
You only have +1/3 to con, as far as I see.
((I think this may be the beginning of a beautiful friendship.))The fact that you survived that is more than enough to take you off my kill list, old one.
"Great! But I can't help but think that there should be some kind of protocol here - perhaps next time I could self-inflict some injuries if you ask for it after I've done something to you? You know, so you don't explode me by accident, or on purpose, for that matter."
((I prefer to think of this as people who begin as monsters within HMRC, and the people who fight monsters within HMRC. Xantalos being one, Jim being the other. The rest of the world is only just a backdrop and isn't really relevant.))((And somewhere in the city, an aspiring serial killer sighs, hangs his head, and gives up his planned vocation, knowing he will never be able to beat the HMRC at its game.))Well, Nietzsche once said "Be careful when you fight the monsters, lest you become one.", but I'm pretty sure that the HMRC started out as monsters and just got worse.
wake up from awesome nap. Go find where the fightan is gonna be or some shit.((It took a massive blast of hellfire which razed part of a city off the planet to wake him up? Damn he's heavy sleeper. I'd hate to see what his alarm clock looks like.))
((Explosions do not equal proscribed duties. It is not easy to raise a bureaucrat if he does not wish to be woken.wake up from awesome nap. Go find where the fightan is gonna be or some shit.((It took a massive blast of hellfire which razed part of a city off the planet to wake him up? Damn he's heavy sleeper. I'd hate to see what his alarm clock looks like.))
"Done! What now?"Feyri sighed.
By Radio: ... Gate guard to barracks. Something in the township just exploded. Going to assume it was our patrol. Just informing you. what else can go wrong...
((Well, this is the HMRC, so I take it we should issue a respectful formal apology for everyone affected by it and offer them compensation. And by that, I mean, leave no witnesses. Hell, leave no witnesses of witnesses, we can't allow meta-witnesses to interfere with standard operating procedure.))((Explosions do not equal proscribed duties. It is not easy to raise a bureaucrat if he does not wish to be woken.wake up from awesome nap. Go find where the fightan is gonna be or some shit.((It took a massive blast of hellfire which razed part of a city off the planet to wake him up? Damn he's heavy sleeper. I'd hate to see what his alarm clock looks like.))
Speaking of, what is the protocol for giant unsanctioned explosions? How would the apologies look exactly?))
((Actually, I think Tiruin has the right idea- blame it on a storm.))
((Actually, I think Tiruin has the right idea- blame it on a storm.))((What did I miss? O_o))
((Nothing, nothing at all. Just a funny joke, he he he. It may look like a giant explosion, but it was just someone fillint out the paperwork. That's all. Don't look behind you.))((Actually, I think Tiruin has the right idea- blame it on a storm.))((What did I miss? O_o))
((Actually, I think Tiruin has the right idea- blame it on a storm.))
((Clearly, it's a sign of the coming apocalypse, which wouldn't be a problem if more people just had faith in the Radiant One and didn't grow so restless.
Wait, that's actually technically true, one might say.))
((Storm hit. Bad storm. Sorry. Apologies.))((No worries.))
"..We are the ones who stayed back right? The ones who the messenger said should stay back at the Palace?"Does this mean we get to put some bad guys in jail? What kind of bad guys are they? Do they have guns and masks? Did they steal something? Did they kill someone? Is it Zen? What will we do with them? Do we have handcuffs? Ooh, can we say one-liners? Those are cool."
"I think duty calls."
Need to be more organized. ...Had to be the leader.
Rally Lyra and Grate and begin..err, checking out what was mentioned beforehand-anything going against our objective?
Move out of barracks and assess situation.
((Who the hell is Zen?))((xAN, BUT NOT REMEMBERED RIGHT.))
((Ah.((Who the hell is Zen?))((xAN, BUT NOT REMEMBERED RIGHT.))
((Damn, that was some serious luck on my part. I mean, a 6+1 on an action intended to harm me? Would have expected that to permakill me. This, though, is way more fun.))
Stacy sees that he is somehow still alive. This gladdens his craven soul most admirably, and he worms his way out of the ash as quickly as he can. He addresses Xan.
"Man, I'd be mad at you for trying to use your amp on me, but I have to say, what you just did was cool enough to warrant an apology on my part. Sorry for shooting you in the foot, spooky man. Need any help getting up? I think we should probably stop our patrol and vacate the premises. Unless you'd like to bask in some human suffering, that is."
If he doesn't particularly object, tango with Xan back to the palace. Take the gun with me as well. Or, better yet, hand it over to Xan. He surely is more competent with such a thing, yes?
The fact that you survived that is more than enough to take you off my kill list, old one.Stacy gets up, trailing ash, and walks over to Xan. Despite his suit, he still feels like he caught a terrible sunburn. Xan, on the other hand, is even worse off. His suit protected him for the most part, but the hole in his boot let in some of the heat. Is leg from about the knee down is nothing but charcoal. Luckily for him it doesn't bleed or hurt; there's nothing left to do either of those things.
Accept help up. Hobble back to the palace.
"Map this place out, Grate, and help me coordinate with the others. Find someone in authority who conducts the security detail.""Yes, ma'am! Did you hear something?"
Salute Feyri, then misunderstand instructions by mapping the room.
"Done! What now?"
Go immediately to the gatehouse. watch for potential invading armies along the way, and avoid them if possible. once there look for any HMRC personnel, particularly Faith. if none are found, block the area. if only Faith is found, leave and return to Feyri. if non-Faith HMRC people are found, walk over to them and look at whatever they're looking at.You walk to the gate house and are confronted with an odd scene: Two HMRC members attempting to calm a crowd of what looked like spooked backpackers. Neither of them are Faith-one is that sword guy, and the other is some new person you don't really know. For some reason you don't have much faith in them.
((What happened to May's +1 to Conventional Weapons?))You meet stacy and xan near the edge of the burnt area, hobbling along, attempting not to look suspicious. It's hard to tell with the darkness and the smoke, but you're pretty sure they did a hell of a job on this market.
Decide that the man is to injured to bother with, head back to Stacy and Xan to survey the damage.
(( ... welp. ))Your miming falls on...blind eyes? You're really not quite sure how to phrase that.
By Radio: ... Gate guard to barracks. Something in the township just exploded. Going to assume it was our patrol. Just informing you. what else can go wrong...
Get at least one of the men's attention, gesture at the palace, then the explosion, then gesture at them. Then mime taking off a backpack.
wake up from awesome nap. Go find where the fightan is gonna be or some shit.You wake up and look out the window. Well, it looks like the town is partially on fire...so that might be a good place to start.
Try to calm down the strangers with the help of the phrasebook. Ask the questions from before, use dynamic bonus. Enter BT mode if hostilities begin.[speech: 1+1]
((Storm hit. Bad storm. Sorry. Apologies.))The situation? Well, lets see. The two most senior team members-you and faith- are semi-comatose and completely comatose, in that order. The only other reasonable people are standing around guarding the gate, attempting to talk to a group of very horrified backpackers. Meanwhile, a transhuman sociopath, a guy who can't stop dancing and May are wandering around a defenseless township. And they just blew part of it up."Done! What now?"Feyri sighed.
Don't get exasperated..nothing big. Or stress-y. That too an-By Radio: ... Gate guard to barracks. Something in the township just exploded. Going to assume it was our patrol. Just informing you. what else can go wrong...
"..We are the ones who stayed back right? The ones who the messenger said should stay back at the Palace?
"I think duty calls."
Need to be more organized. ...Had to be the leader.
Rally Lyra and Grate and begin..err, checking out what was mentioned beforehand-anything going against our objective?
Move out of barracks and assess situation.
Also stacy still has a fucking Nuke. Dancy pants has a nuke.((This nuke is a ticking time bomb. We really shouldn't be trusted with the responsibility of caring for it. It's exchausting to keep worrying that it blows up.
A nuke.
QuoteAlso stacy still has a fucking Nuke. Dancy pants has a nuke.((This nuke is a ticking time bomb. We really shouldn't be trusted with the responsibility of caring for it. It's exchausting to keep worrying that it blows up.
A nuke.
We should just blow it up, and that way Stacy won't have a nuke. Problem solved!))
(( You posted late today. :P ))
Also, YAY! I qualify as semi-reasonable! ))
"OUR JOB IS DONE. DINNER TIME."
Wrap up patrol duty, head back to base.
(( You posted late today. :P ))
Also, YAY! I qualify as semi-reasonable! ))
((In comparison, I think that makes you practically a diplomat.))
"OUR JOB IS DONE. DINNER TIME."
Wrap up patrol duty, head back to base.
"Okay, so, what do you guys think - when we get back, do we try to come up with a good reason why this whole thing happened, plead ignorance or tell the cruel truth?"What do you mean? Of course it wasn't us, whoever did this terrible act must've been some terrible person who is against The Radiant One!
Keep on hobbling back to base. Patrolling probably wouldn't do much good with the state we're in, particularly since the market district seems pretty screwed.QuoteAlso stacy still has a fucking Nuke. Dancy pants has a nuke.((This nuke is a ticking time bomb. We really shouldn't be trusted with the responsibility of caring for it. It's exchausting to keep worrying that it blows up.
A nuke.
We should just blow it up, and that way Stacy won't have a nuke. Problem solved!))
((Luckily, there should be the perfect riot to use it on soon enough!))
(( You posted late today. :P ))
Also, YAY! I qualify as semi-reasonable! ))
Ugh, this isn't getting anywhere... Barracks, does anyone know where the messenger is? I think at this point we should just pass things up the chain, starting with these 5. Hmm...
Hey barracks, two questions. 1) Do the girls back there know this language everyone's speaking? and 2) are they willing to leave the barracks? We could really use a proper translator down here.
Make plaintive gestures at the men, then point at the barracks and indicate that they should head there
Charles uses his rifle's scope to examine each of the men at the gate.You keep an eye on the men as they walk away from your firing zone and toward the barracks. They look fairly normal; brown clothing and packs, faces tanned and weathered from out door work, skinny but still strong looking. They don't look like conspirators to you, but then again, you guess that would be the point.
walk over to one of the backpack-wearers that isn't currently adjacent to another HMRC member, and clasp my hands in front of me. make eye contact. maintain eye contact.You grab one of the men, separating him from the pack as you proceed to make a complex series of gestures, grabbing him, pointing at the bag, at the ground, around in front of you and at the ground. He just stares at you with a wide, blank expression, apparently wondering if hes been ordered to give you his bag or steal second base.
after three seconds, rapidly reach out with my right hand and grab his backpack. significantly tilt my head to my right. continue to maintain eye contact. after a quarter second raise my left hand in front of my chest, and extend my left index finger upwards. after one second, tilt my left hand to point my left index finger at the backpack-wearer. after one second, shift my hand slightly sideways to point at the backpack he is wearing. continue to maintain eye contact. after two seconds, sharply move my left hand from in front of my chest to my left side and fully extended, index finger still extended such that it is now pointing at the ground.
continue to maintain eye contact.
"Okay, so, what do you guys think - when we get back, do we try to come up with a good reason why this whole thing happened, plead ignorance or tell the cruel truth?"
Keep on hobbling back to base. Patrolling probably wouldn't do much good with the state we're in, particularly since the market district seems pretty screwed.QuoteAlso stacy still has a fucking Nuke. Dancy pants has a nuke.((This nuke is a ticking time bomb. We really shouldn't be trusted with the responsibility of caring for it. It's exchausting to keep worrying that it blows up.
A nuke.
We should just blow it up, and that way Stacy won't have a nuke. Problem solved!))
((Luckily, there should be the perfect riot to use it on soon enough!))
"Okay, so, what do you guys think - when we get back, do we try to come up with a good reason why this whole thing happened, plead ignorance or tell the cruel truth?"What do you mean? Of course it wasn't us, whoever did this terrible act must've been some terrible person who is against The Radiant One!
Keep on hobbling back to base. Patrolling probably wouldn't do much good with the state we're in, particularly since the market district seems pretty screwed.QuoteAlso stacy still has a fucking Nuke. Dancy pants has a nuke.((This nuke is a ticking time bomb. We really shouldn't be trusted with the responsibility of caring for it. It's exchausting to keep worrying that it blows up.
A nuke.
We should just blow it up, and that way Stacy won't have a nuke. Problem solved!))
((Luckily, there should be the perfect riot to use it on soon enough!))
He he he
Go back to base, since any likely criminals have probably been killed.
"OUR JOB IS DONE. DINNER TIME."
Wrap up patrol duty, head back to base.
What do you mean? Of course it wasn't us, whoever did this terrible act must've been some terrible person who is against The Radiant One!
He he he
"OUR JOB IS DONE. DINNER TIME."
Wrap up patrol duty, head back to base.
(( Well done, one might say. Possibly even a bit charred. ))
Also, we are now in damage control mode. All units are to attempt to assist the firefighting efforts in any way they can. If that means carrying buckets like a common mule, so be it."((The best way to assist fire control is to use an amp to freeze everything. Right? Right?))
((It likely is, but I'm not sure how many of us know about that feature.))QuoteAlso, we are now in damage control mode. All units are to attempt to assist the firefighting efforts in any way they can. If that means carrying buckets like a common mule, so be it."((The best way to assist fire control is to use an amp to freeze everything. Right? Right?))
Where were we staying? Deposit me in that medical camp next to the bedroom I didn't burn down.What do you mean? Of course it wasn't us, whoever did this terrible act must've been some terrible person who is against The Radiant One!
He he he
"So, lie, but only kind of, then? Very well. I shall play your game, my friend. A dangerous game it is, but I shall play it nonetheless! Now, where should I put you?"
Deposit Xan in a location of his choosing, then go take a bath or shower to get all the ash off my suit and uniform. If there is one, that is - otherwise just wash up at any old water source. Gotta look proper.
Before that, though, take a look at the books I got. Were they deposited inside the suit's spacious apocalypse-proof luggage compartment or are they also ash?
As Stacy danced along on his business, he wondered if he could get his spoons back from that guy with the books.
Nah, he'll probably need 'em. They will sing to him in this world and the next, carrying him off to a better place on their spoony wings.
((I knew, but I had no use for it.))((It likely is, but I'm not sure how many of us know about that feature.))QuoteAlso, we are now in damage control mode. All units are to attempt to assist the firefighting efforts in any way they can. If that means carrying buckets like a common mule, so be it."((The best way to assist fire control is to use an amp to freeze everything. Right? Right?))
There is no problem caused by highly unstable experimental space magic being wielded by a crazy person that cannot be fixed by highly unstable experimental space magic being wielded by a crazy person.((It likely is, but I'm not sure how many of us know about that feature.))QuoteAlso, we are now in damage control mode. All units are to attempt to assist the firefighting efforts in any way they can. If that means carrying buckets like a common mule, so be it."((The best way to assist fire control is to use an amp to freeze everything. Right? Right?))
There is no problem caused by highly unstable experimental space magic being wielded by a crazy person that cannot be fixed by highly unstable experimental space magic being wielded by a crazy person.((Sigged.))
Charles radios the rest of the team "Should I retrieve my turret or leave it in it's emplacement for now?"I'd leave it, where else would you put it? Follow faith's orders and help the town, leave the turret there unless you think you'll need it elsewhere. Just keep an eye on it's cameras so the gate isn't completely unwatched.
Hey, don't we have any kind of translation program in the suits? Or one we can download? Because it would be much easier that way.
Where were we staying? Deposit me in that medical camp next to the bedroom I didn't burn down.What do you mean? Of course it wasn't us, whoever did this terrible act must've been some terrible person who is against The Radiant One!
He he he
"So, lie, but only kind of, then? Very well. I shall play your game, my friend. A dangerous game it is, but I shall play it nonetheless! Now, where should I put you?"
Deposit Xan in a location of his choosing, then go take a bath or shower to get all the ash off my suit and uniform. If there is one, that is - otherwise just wash up at any old water source. Gotta look proper.
Before that, though, take a look at the books I got. Were they deposited inside the suit's spacious apocalypse-proof luggage compartment or are they also ash?
As Stacy danced along on his business, he wondered if he could get his spoons back from that guy with the books.
Nah, he'll probably need 'em. They will sing to him in this world and the next, carrying him off to a better place on their spoony wings.((I knew, but I had no use for it.))((It likely is, but I'm not sure how many of us know about that feature.))QuoteAlso, we are now in damage control mode. All units are to attempt to assist the firefighting efforts in any way they can. If that means carrying buckets like a common mule, so be it."((The best way to assist fire control is to use an amp to freeze everything. Right? Right?))
You dump Xan over by the door to the infirmary and go wandering to the barracks. You find a shower and wash off the ash, which includes the burnt books.What do you mean? Of course it wasn't us, whoever did this terrible act must've been some terrible person who is against The Radiant One!
He he he
"So, lie, but only kind of, then? Very well. I shall play your game, my friend. A dangerous game it is, but I shall play it nonetheless! Now, where should I put you?"
Deposit Xan in a location of his choosing, then go take a bath or shower to get all the ash off my suit and uniform. If there is one, that is - otherwise just wash up at any old water source. Gotta look proper.
Before that, though, take a look at the books I got. Were they deposited inside the suit's spacious apocalypse-proof luggage compartment or are they also ash?
As Stacy danced along on his business, he wondered if he could get his spoons back from that guy with the books.
Nah, he'll probably need 'em. They will sing to him in this world and the next, carrying him off to a better place on their spoony wings.
((I miss the most hilarious things when I'm drooling on myself.))
Faith snapped back to reality at the explosion. Oh, she knew exactly who was responsible for that.
"This is Faith," she said calmly over the comms to everyone. "Who was that?
Also, we are now in damage control mode. All units are to attempt to assist the firefighting efforts in any way they can. If that means carrying buckets like a common mule, so be it."
"Steve," she added, "Any advice?"
Figure out who's still in the compound and who's not. Ask Steve for advice.
Go inside the palace and get some dinner food. See if I can get request Revolver bullets from an armory or something of the sort.Well, you find some food with the help of one of the girls upstairs, but finding revolver ammunition is something you're having more trouble with. Turns out no one around here knows anything about where to get ammo for your very specific, antique gun.
Sigh, shake my head twice, then limply wave my left hand from the man to the barracks (and the rest of the men) repeatedly and with an open palm, the back of my hand towards the man. then once he figures out he should rejoin his group assume a guard position at the gatehouse and wait.You release your catch and it runs to join up with the rest of the pack.
You bring the group of very confused men up to the barracks. They're a bit stunned by the topless women but after a bit of conversation you manage to get a dialog going.Charles radios the rest of the team "Should I retrieve my turret or leave it in it's emplacement for now?"I'd leave it, where else would you put it? Follow faith's orders and help the town, leave the turret there unless you think you'll need it elsewhere. Just keep an eye on it's cameras so the gate isn't completely unwatched.
To Faith: The explosion? Likely the patrol, though I don't know which amp-user did it. I'm heading in with a suspicious herd from the gate, though judging by them not having shot or bolted yet, I'm pretty sure it's just a misunderstanding. I'll be out to help with the fire as soon as they're processed.
Get my herd to the barracks, ask one of the girls if they can help me translate and ask the herd to show us what's in their bags.
Give up. Remember how to read. Just keep watching the situation and reading the book about assassinations. Let Skylar deal with the men. Send a message to Steve.Quote from: to SteveHey, don't we have any kind of translation program in the suits? Or one we can download? Because it would be much easier that way.
Help needed at Gatehousecheck gatehouse for ways to lock it up, and for ways to overlook it. if the former is found, position myself next to wherever you lock it up from, if not, but the latter is found, then position myself at the overlook position. if neither is found, assume a rough approximation of the "at ease" military posture, and observe the approaching light sources.
Quote from: Lyra to FeyriHelp needed at Gatehouse
"Miss Feyri? What should I do? Miss Faith's voice told me to help as much as I could.""Well, we can add this room as one less suspect, to the gatehouse, now?"
So, what exactly happened with you guys? I was chasing a man and then there was an explosion around where you two were staying.
((I'm a bad leader and argh self-hate >__>))((Hey, s'all right. Even I didn't suspect me fucking the situation up as badly as I did.))Quote from: Lyra to FeyriHelp needed at Gatehouse"Miss Feyri? What should I do? Miss Faith's voice told me to help as much as I could.""Well, we can add this room as one less suspect, to the gatehouse, now?"
Head to the gatehouse.
((I'm sorry Grate, Lyra..and everyone else <__<))
((By the way, you know what would be a "funny" way to deal with the rebellion?((I suggest the amp usage idea, personally.
Offer the topless women to the people. They will rape them, and then hopefully disperse.
And this is actually not a rape joke. That's actually happened in history, with the Bible, book of Prophets being the prime example. Just something to consider. Except that so many people will probably be offended by it, that it's probably not really practical on this forum.))
((By the way, you know what would be a "funny" way to deal with the rebellion?
Offer the topless women to the people. They will rape them, and then hopefully disperse.
And this is actually not a rape joke. That's actually happened in history, with the Bible, book of Prophets being the prime example. Just something to consider. Except that so many people will probably be offended by it, that it's probably not really practical on this forum.))
((I legitimately cannot tell if the last few messages were sarcastic or not.))((I was actually not sacrastic, I was just relating it to historical methods of solving problems. I do not actually believe it would be a good idea.
((I legitimately cannot tell if the last few messages were sarcastic or not.))((I was actually not sacrastic, I was just relating it to historical methods of solving problems. I do not actually believe it would be a good idea.
TCM's... only May knows. I prefer not to get offended at him, as I often cannot honestly understand him, and whether he's serious or not.))
((I agree. We stop discussing this tangent and the cause being 'this happened in history so it's morally sound'. Thanks.))
Nupe.((I legitimately cannot tell if the last few messages were sarcastic or not.))((I was actually not sacrastic, I was just relating it to historical methods of solving problems. I do not actually believe it would be a good idea.
TCM's... only May knows. I prefer not to get offended at him, as I often cannot honestly understand him, and whether he's serious or not.))
The entire time I've been on this forum today, I've been listening to Biz Markie's 'Just A Friend' over and over and repeat. Just thought I'd share that, if it helps.
((I agree. We stop discussing this tangent and the cause being 'this happened in history so it's morally sound'. Thanks.))When did anyone say it was morally sound?
So, what exactly happened with you guys? I was chasing a man and then there was an explosion around where you two were staying.
Dear Chief Officer of Public Peace May,
Essentially, the facts of the matter are that our mutual friend Earl the Eunuch was most unfortunately shot in the foot by a deceptively harmless man with an illegal firearm in the alley from this point on known as Ground Zero, and Earl saw fit to enact retributive measures. Sadly, he missed most terribly, and the results are plain to see. Earl thinks terrorists may be to blame, and thus it is in our best interest towage war upon themhelp control the disaster before the entire town burns.
Love,
Ambiguously Gay Stacy.
It's either flour, cocaine or a hell of a lot of powdered explosive. Is that even a thing?((Fun fact: Flour can pass for any of those except cocaine.))
((By the way, you know what would be a "funny" way to deal with the rebellion?((I firmly oppose any horrible action whose justification includes the Bible.))
Offer the topless women to the people. They will rape them, and then hopefully disperse.
And this is actually not a rape joke. That's actually happened in history, with the Bible, book of Prophets being the prime example. Just something to consider. Except that so many people will probably be offended by it, that it's probably not really practical on this forum.))
Okay guys, I don't know what happened there. I don't want to know it either, but you see, the supposed rebellion that we are here to stop is not so "supposed" anymore because of the burning houses. So please, could our leaders order something around and get everyone ready to fight NOW.
Say that to everyone through the radio. Enter the palace and close the door after the team gets inside. Get ready to fight there.
I'd like a notice of what everyone is DOING RIGHT NOW, AND WHAT THEY DID IN THE RECENT HOURS.
PRIORITY GOES TO MAY AND XAN.
((Pretty much.))((I agree. We stop discussing this tangent and the cause being 'this happened in history so it's morally sound'. Thanks.))When did anyone say it was morally sound?
((Eh, I do feel like I need to reply to this.((By the way, you know what would be a "funny" way to deal with the rebellion?((I firmly oppose any horrible action whose justification includes the Bible.))
Offer the topless women to the people. They will rape them, and then hopefully disperse.
And this is actually not a rape joke. That's actually happened in history, with the Bible, book of Prophets being the prime example. Just something to consider. Except that so many people will probably be offended by it, that it's probably not really practical on this forum.))
((...For that matter, in general I believe that if you need to bring religious texts into a debate about a non-theological matter, you've lost.))
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QuoteI'd like a notice of what everyone is DOING RIGHT NOW, AND WHAT THEY DID IN THE RECENT HOURS.
PRIORITY GOES TO MAY AND XAN.
I was on guard duty with Renen, after dark we stopped some suspicious characters approaching. After some... incompetence we got them to the barracks and checked out. I just finished clearing them, they should be headed back to the bakery near the gate where we are storing an auto-turret. And Charles. Mostly an auto-turret. While we were stopping them, something in the town exploded. I'm (hopefully) going to be heading with Faith to the Messenger, then back to gate duty or fire control for the rest of the night.
((...That sucks. Except for Irony catching up.))Computer diedJust in case somebody didn't check the other thread
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On the plus side it's a chance for Tiruin and Irony to catch up.
QuoteI'd like a notice of what everyone is DOING RIGHT NOW, AND WHAT THEY DID IN THE RECENT HOURS.
PRIORITY GOES TO MAY AND XAN.
Unidentified men showed up at the gate. They had large suspicious backpacks. A detonation occurred somewhere, source unknown but likely HMRC. I'm retrieving my turret right now from the bakery.
QuoteI'd like a notice of what everyone is DOING RIGHT NOW, AND WHAT THEY DID IN THE RECENT HOURS.
PRIORITY GOES TO MAY AND XAN.
I was patrolling when half my foot got shot off by an unknown assailant. I attempted to capture the assailant, but my amp triggered. You saw the results.
((At least this was you don't have to look for the rebels.))
((Depends on how well amp usage goes. If they use amps.))((At least this was you don't have to look for the rebels.))
((Yet))
((At least this was you don't have to look for the rebels.))
((Yet))
Go to infirmary. Request foot fixing.The people at the infirmary don't quite know what to make of you; your entire leg is basically charcoal. They do the only thing they really can do for you; they break the burnt chunk off and bandage up the stump before giving you a crutch.
...Quote from: Lyra to FeyriHelp needed at Gatehousecheck gatehouse for ways to lock it up, and for ways to overlook it. if the former is found, position myself next to wherever you lock it up from, if not, but the latter is found, then position myself at the overlook position. if neither is found, assume a rough approximation of the "at ease" military posture, and observe the approaching light sources.
((I'm a bad leader and argh self-hate >__>))You join lyra at the gate, specifically at the motor that closes the gate.Quote from: Lyra to FeyriHelp needed at Gatehouse"Miss Feyri? What should I do? Miss Faith's voice told me to help as much as I could.""Well, we can add this room as one less suspect, to the gatehouse, now?"
Head to the gatehouse.
((I'm sorry Grate, Lyra..and everyone else <__<))
See if I can get a complimentary Rifle from the Military/Guard dudes.
Open faceplate. Observe the beautiful setting of the town while eating food.Quote from: May->Ambiguously Gay Stacy & His Sidekick Xan A.K.A. Dickless Nicholas A.K.A. Stumpy Steven A.K.A. Charlie Cuntboy A.K.A. Earl the EunuchSo, what exactly happened with you guys? I was chasing a man and then there was an explosion around where you two were staying.
(I've come to expect nothing less. In fact, I sort of plan around it.)
(( I love how we've basically ruined what could have been days of patrols. After all is said and done, I'd love to know how many resource you made that we just lit up in smoke, PW :P ))
Awesome. Charles, the guys that were coming in were headed for the place you're holed up in and seem to be harmless bakers. I'm sending them back, keep an eye out for them.
Faith, we should send someone to the Messenger, whether we can control this or not he needs to be informed... Though perhaps our more skilled amp users could bring it under control if they move now? And finally...
Skylar turns to face the women/slave/thing that helped translate.
Could you put on a shirt or one of our uniforms and follow me? I'd like some help translating with anyone else we come across.
Apologize to the bakers for the inconvenience, and for our incompetence in not employing proper translation services to get this resolved sooner and send them on their way.
Find my (hopefully) newly recruited translator a shirt/uniform, head with Faith to the Messenger.
Stacy sings in the shower as he cleans off all the ash. Despite this rather unfortunate twist, he felt that the day had concluded acceptably. Then again, he could say the same about any day he managed to escape alive.
"Everything is catching, yes, everything is catching on fire!" he sings repeatedly as the ash comes off. Shame about the books, but what can you do. In a bit, he steps out, all nice and clean again. And shiny, not to mention squeaky.
Head back to the gate, survey the town. What's it look like - how much of it is on fire?
Somewhere along the way, he noticed a message. Ooh! He loved messages!Quote from: May->Ambiguously Gay Stacy & His Sidekick Xan A.K.A. Dickless Nicholas A.K.A. Stumpy Steven A.K.A. Charlie Cuntboy A.K.A. Earl the EunuchSo, what exactly happened with you guys? I was chasing a man and then there was an explosion around where you two were staying.
He thought a moment. How best to put this? Ah, there we go.Quote from: Ambiguously Gay Stacy, Known Affiliate of the Notoriously Dickless -> Chief Officer of Public Peace MayDear Chief Officer of Public Peace May,
Essentially, the facts of the matter are that our mutual friend Earl the Eunuch was most unfortunately shot in the foot by a deceptively harmless man with an illegal firearm in the alley from this point on known as Ground Zero, and Earl saw fit to enact retributive measures. Sadly, he missed most terribly, and the results are plain to see. Earl thinks terrorists may be to blame, and thus it is in our best interest towage war upon themhelp control the disaster before the entire town burns.
Love,
Ambiguously Gay Stacy.
Send message.
You tag along with Feyri, staying completely silent and hanging right behind her, practically stepping on her heels. You feel like something bad is happening; you can tell something is wrong.It's either flour, cocaine or a hell of a lot of powdered explosive. Is that even a thing?((Fun fact: Flour can pass for any of those except cocaine.))((By the way, you know what would be a "funny" way to deal with the rebellion?((I firmly oppose any horrible action whose justification includes the Bible.))
Offer the topless women to the people. They will rape them, and then hopefully disperse.
And this is actually not a rape joke. That's actually happened in history, with the Bible, book of Prophets being the prime example. Just something to consider. Except that so many people will probably be offended by it, that it's probably not really practical on this forum.))
((...For that matter, in general I believe that if you need to bring religious texts into a debate about a non-theological matter, you've lost.))
Follow Ms. Feyri. Remain unusually silent.
Okay guys, I don't know what happened there. I don't want to know it either, but you see, the supposed rebellion that we are here to stop is not so "supposed" anymore because of the burning houses. So please, could our leaders order something around and get everyone ready to fight NOW.You issue the order to close the gates and get back inside yourself. You stand near the gate and draw your monoatomic sword. This is the moment you've been waiting for; the moment when all the enhancements and training can be used. You twirl the blade idly and bide your time.
Say that to everyone through the radio. Enter the palace and close the door after the team gets inside. Get ready to fight there.
Charles goes to the bakery and takes his turret emplacement. He moves back to the palace and searches for somewhere safe and concealed with a good firing angle to deploy it.Your bakery post is in the palace. Remember, the palace is a large, three leveled compound and the entire team is just in the first, outer most layer.
Dear Feyri,
In our last communique, you asked me how I was and what I was doing, though my adventures were of secondary importance. I am quite fine, thanks for asking, and boy, were there rather interesting things happening. I met lots of interesting people, and narrowly escaped a rather nasty inferno, so it's been a rather eventful day. A very eventful day, in fact. Poor Xan was shot in the foot with an illegal firearm, you see, and then he missed a little bit, and now we're here. Before I even knew it, I was ducking into a bed of nice, warm ash as the city around me burned. I lost some books that I had gathered in the process, too. Most distressing. And now I fear that the worst may come to pass, and the use of a nuclear device may be warranted. Quite awful. But what an adventure! I was even called "ambiguously gay" today as well, and I'm not sure why. I feel I'm pretty happy all the time, to be honest. It happens when you grow older, really. You just start to appreciate every day. But I ramble! Now, I hope you've been alright, and I'll be seeing you soon, dear.
Love,
Stacy Buttle.
(( Fair enough, considering that you have a 1/6 chance of the dice allowing you to detonate all your plans in a fiery cataclysm. Better, if there's a +1 and no compensator XD ))(( I love how we've basically ruined what could have been days of patrols. After all is said and done, I'd love to know how many resource you made that we just lit up in smoke, PW :P ))(I've come to expect nothing less. In fact, I sort of plan around it.)
You open your faceplate and watch the town burn as you eat a light lunch. This would go great with some fiddle music.Ima just go sig this.
We ran into some suspicious looking guys. They ran, and I chased after one of them. I was going to shoot one in the leg when he was about to get away, when everything exploded and half of his skin melted. So I left.
((WARNING: Roll initiated. Please take all precautionary measures and secure children.))FTFY
Why must you people provide sigs.((WARNING: Roll initiated. Please take all precautionary measures and secure children.))FTFY
Pull out megaphone. Yell at the crowd in an intimidating fashion and then put on some military music at full blast.((You know, it's not too late to wrisk the megaphone away from her. Renen or Faith could probably do it.))
((Why would anyone want to do that?))Pull out megaphone. Yell at the crowd in an intimidating fashion and then put on some military music at full blast.((You know, it's not too late to wrisk the megaphone away from her. Renen or Faith could probably do it.))
((I'll laugh uncontrollably in a manic fashion if she somehow overshoots this...))((Why would anyone want to do that?))Pull out megaphone. Yell at the crowd in an intimidating fashion and then put on some military music at full blast.((You know, it's not too late to wrisk the megaphone away from her. Renen or Faith could probably do it.))
(( Somehow? May has a +1 to intimidation, and no -1 in Speech :P ))((I'll laugh uncontrollably in a manic fashion if she somehow overshoots this...))((Why would anyone want to do that?))Pull out megaphone. Yell at the crowd in an intimidating fashion and then put on some military music at full blast.((You know, it's not too late to wrisk the megaphone away from her. Renen or Faith could probably do it.))
((Doesn't May have a Chr bonus or something?))(( Somehow? May has a +1 to intimidation, and no -1 in Speech :P ))((I'll laugh uncontrollably in a manic fashion if she somehow overshoots this...))((Why would anyone want to do that?))Pull out megaphone. Yell at the crowd in an intimidating fashion and then put on some military music at full blast.((You know, it's not too late to wrisk the megaphone away from her. Renen or Faith could probably do it.))
((If she doesn't, we could get Charles to help out. He is a Speech-Charisma character after all :P))((Doesn't May have a Chr bonus or something?))(( Somehow? May has a +1 to intimidation, and no -1 in Speech :P ))((I'll laugh uncontrollably in a manic fashion if she somehow overshoots this...))((Why would anyone want to do that?))Pull out megaphone. Yell at the crowd in an intimidating fashion and then put on some military music at full blast.((You know, it's not too late to wrisk the megaphone away from her. Renen or Faith could probably do it.))
Hide behind Ms. Feyri.You continue to hide behind feyri in that adorably useless childlike manner. Or maybe you're just using her as a human shield?
"What's going on, Miss Feyri?"
Crutch over to the Messenger.You have no idea where he is. Seriously, he wandered off like, hours ago and you haven't seen him since. And unless someone has a direct line to him, you doubt anyone else knows where he is any more then you.
The rebels are matching on our position. Assistance would be good.
As Stacy looks over the destruction, he can't help but feel like he's forgotten something. Oh, right! That Feyri lady asked something of him.You look at the nuke. It's got a key pad, 0-9, plus a few other keys; Frq, Tim, and Det. Assuming you can work out exactly how that works, it shouldn't be hard.Quote from: Stacy "Ambiguously Gay" Buttle; To: Mission Screenwriter Feyri Something-SomethingDear Feyri,
In our last communique, you asked me how I was and what I was doing, though my adventures were of secondary importance. I am quite fine, thanks for asking, and boy, were there rather interesting things happening. I met lots of interesting people, and narrowly escaped a rather nasty inferno, so it's been a rather eventful day. A very eventful day, in fact. Poor Xan was shot in the foot with an illegal firearm, you see, and then he missed a little bit, and now we're here. Before I even knew it, I was ducking into a bed of nice, warm ash as the city around me burned. I lost some books that I had gathered in the process, too. Most distressing. And now I fear that the worst may come to pass, and the use of a nuclear device may be warranted. Quite awful. But what an adventure! I was even called "ambiguously gay" today as well, and I'm not sure why. I feel I'm pretty happy all the time, to be honest. It happens when you grow older, really. You just start to appreciate every day. But I ramble! Now, I hope you've been alright, and I'll be seeing you soon, dear.
Love,
Stacy Buttle.
Send message. Evaluate whether setting a nuke to detonate via radio signal is a complicated process in any way.
Charles rigs his chemical magazine for radio-activated detonation and replaces his turret's current magazine with it. He removes the detonator from the conventional magazine. He takes the conventional magazine with him and regroups with the rest of the team.You switch your weapon from deadly ammo to omnicidal ammo and rig the magazine to blow, should you need it to. That done, you walk out out of the bakery and and look around. The teams are rather split up, mostly around the gate, so you just head down near the doors and hang out with renen, until he wanders off.
What am I doing? Why am I...
So, this is what my life is now?
To be tormented by hallucinations and to kill desperate people?
What sort of cruel mockery is this?
Grab one of the Rifles and a load a case of ammunition into it.
May heads outside and looks over the crowd, gun clutched in her hands. "Hey, I'm going to yell at these freaks."
Pull out megaphone. Yell at the crowd in an intimidating fashion and then put on some military music at full blast.Quote from: May ->Feyri BerryWe ran into some suspicious looking guys. They ran, and I chased after one of them. I was going to shoot one in the leg when he was about to get away, when everything exploded and half of his skin melted. So I left.
"Weeell... I was sleepin', then I woke up. now I'm here."
Fuck it, paperwork for the paperwork gods, whatever the HELL I'd need to apologize for a fucking BOMB.
Try to enter in formation with the guards. Use the camera to film their fights and techniques if combat breaks out.
Hum.... it's always good to watch others fight too.
To recap: Feyri and Lyra are suffering from that strangely common affliction in the HMRC where they go quiet and unresponsive for unknown periods of time. Renen is marching into battle against pretty much the entire population of the township. May is firing randomly into the crowd and the resident bureaucrat is attempting to write official apologies for war crimes still actively taking place.((Sigged :D))
Go team.
((The May speech roll die: [1, 1, 1, 6, 6, 6]))(( Exactly what I was thinking. Of COURSE she rolled a 6 XD ))
((Not one but two super difficult space magic actions in the same turn? If you guys want the everything around you annihilated, why not just ask Steve to initiate kinetic bombardment on the crowd?
Funny thing would be if the two actions cancel each other out.
On the other hand these actions suceeding along with Stacy singing about them will lead to a song of ice and fire...))
((Not one but two super difficult space magic actions in the same turn? If you guys want the everything around you annihilated, why not just ask Steve to initiate kinetic bombardment on the crowd?))
Okay, Faith, we're kind of in a hurry and need to get more orders from the messenger... Let's move!Faith dropped her hand onto Skylar's shoulder, a bit roughly, and looked him straight in the eyes.
Poke Faith out of that common HMRC affliction, get her to lead me to where the Messenger is or tell me how to contact him
(([1] Steve accidentally bombs the palace. There is a moment of silence as the crowd considers who to kill now that their oppressive leaders are dead and the team considers what to do now that the person paying them is dead.))((Not one but two super difficult space magic actions in the same turn? If you guys want the everything around you annihilated, why not just ask Steve to initiate kinetic bombardment on the crowd?
Funny thing would be if the two actions cancel each other out.
On the other hand these actions suceeding along with Stacy singing about them will lead to a song of ice and fire...))
((Actually if this fails I may just call in Steve.))
((Not one but two super difficult space magic actions in the same turn? If you guys want the everything around you annihilated, why not just ask Steve to initiate kinetic bombardment on the crowd?
Funny thing would be if the two actions cancel each other out.
On the other hand these actions suceeding along with Stacy singing about them will lead to a song of ice and fire...))
((Actually if this fails I may just call in Steve.))
((Except I think the ordinance Steve is packing would flatten the city and everything in a very large radius around it. Also, he doesn't appear to be one to respond to requests like that... though the thought of asking him so is pretty funny.))
Okay, Faith, we're kind of in a hurry and need to get more orders from the messenger... Let's move!Faith dropped her hand onto Skylar's shoulder, a bit roughly, and looked him straight in the eyes.
Poke Faith out of that common HMRC affliction, get her to lead me to where the Messenger is or tell me how to contact him
"I need to go deal with something. What you need to deal with is Stacy's bomb. I would like you to make sure Feyri and Lyra stay safe, but this is more important.
That old guy has a nuke. If it goes off, everyone will die. That includes us. I do not trust him to not use it. I do not think he is actively malicious, but trusting eccentric people to not murder everyone including themselves does not work very well in the HMRC.
Note May.
So that is your job. Get the nuke, keep the nuke safe. I don't want anyone else to have it, because anyone else might be tempted to use it. You seem rational enough to not flatten everything in sight and are aware that would be the effect. That puts you above at least some HMRC and likely anyone outside it.
The rest of the team's orders are the same as always. Attempt to blunt the crowd, without escalating the situation if possible, and fall back if you can't hold them. Remember, this is a tide, not a lone squad. Good luck."
Order Skylar, bolt into the shadows.
"Ooh, ooh! Idea!"
Stacy begins to sing a tune.
"Raindrops keep fallin' on my head, and just like the guy whose feet are too big for his bed, nothin' seems to fit. Raindrops keep fallin' on my head, they keep fallin'..."Head up on the wall, then cool a sphere of air three meters in diameter approximately 100 meters above where the crowd o' rebels is right now (not following along with their movements, just where they are at the time I begin) to a temperature of 2 kelvins, hopefully solidifying it rather rather nicely. Note: this is not actually aimed to kill anyone, only distract, and the location is not to be adjusted for any reason.
Get a good view of the stairs. Then utilize manipulator to rapidly cool (to about 2 kelvins, solidifiying the air's various components) a horizontally-oriented cylinder of air that's about the length of the stairs and about 2 meters in diameter at the top of the stairs or, if the guards have moved past that point, slightly in front of the guards.
Stacy really hoped this would work.
Hmm. That sounds bad.
Go over to where May is and begin to burn the peasants in the legs so they fall. Casualties are not a concern.
Chuck the empty gun at them using the Kinetic Amplifier. Then run back.May, despite her nonsensical behavior, has survived several missions. In fact, she was practically at ground zero during the China-9 Event and survived only because of her skill with a field manipulator. So when she sees Stacy's manipulator arcing gently over her head, spraying spontaneously generating superfluid hydrogen, she realizes whats about to happen.
You run back up to the gate and are turning to face any followers when May shoves her way right past you. You're about to say something when you hear Stacy's screaming over the radio and decide that it might be best if you run.
Go back to the gate and just watch and record the fight from a safe spot. If not possible, enter BT mode. Slash any enemy who attacks, go always for the weak spot and retreat.
Get Ms. Feyri's attention somehow. Hopefully in a way that embarrasses Tiruin more than me. Ideally in a way that embarrasses no one at all. Optimally, Tiruin shows up.You start screaming at Feyri to wake up. You poke her in the ribs and slap at her legs and shake her as best you can with your little arms. She just keeps standing there, blankly staring forward.
Okay, Faith, we're kind of in a hurry and need to get more orders from the messenger... Let's move!Faith dropped her hand onto Skylar's shoulder, a bit roughly, and looked him straight in the eyes.
Poke Faith out of that common HMRC affliction, get her to lead me to where the Messenger is or tell me how to contact him
"I need to go deal with something. What you need to deal with is Stacy's bomb. I would like you to make sure Feyri and Lyra stay safe, but this is more important.
That old guy has a nuke. If it goes off, everyone will die. That includes us. I do not trust him to not use it. I do not think he is actively malicious, but trusting eccentric people to not murder everyone including themselves does not work very well in the HMRC.
Note May.
So that is your job. Get the nuke, keep the nuke safe. I don't want anyone else to have it, because anyone else might be tempted to use it. You seem rational enough to not flatten everything in sight and are aware that would be the effect. That puts you above at least some HMRC and likely anyone outside it.
The rest of the team's orders are the same as always. Attempt to blunt the crowd, without escalating the situation if possible, and fall back if you can't hold them. Remember, this is a tide, not a lone squad. Good luck."
Order Skylar, bolt into the shadows.
wait for all HMRC personnel to be inside the gate, then shut it. If we have people staying outside the gate, don't shut it unless they get overrun. If they get overrun, shut the gate.As soon as Renen scampers in, you activate the wench system. The massive doors groan and then slowly swing shut; thudding to a stop with a rumble that shakes the entire wall.
You run back to the gate and stacy runs right past you. You check your Cameye and can immediately see why he's running, and why that nuke is probably not the biggest of your problems.Okay, Faith, we're kind of in a hurry and need to get more orders from the messenger... Let's move!Faith dropped her hand onto Skylar's shoulder, a bit roughly, and looked him straight in the eyes.
Poke Faith out of that common HMRC affliction, get her to lead me to where the Messenger is or tell me how to contact him
"I need to go deal with something. What you need to deal with is Stacy's bomb. I would like you to make sure Feyri and Lyra stay safe, but this is more important.
That old guy has a nuke. If it goes off, everyone will die. That includes us. I do not trust him to not use it. I do not think he is actively malicious, but trusting eccentric people to not murder everyone including themselves does not work very well in the HMRC.
Note May.
So that is your job. Get the nuke, keep the nuke safe. I don't want anyone else to have it, because anyone else might be tempted to use it. You seem rational enough to not flatten everything in sight and are aware that would be the effect. That puts you above at least some HMRC and likely anyone outside it.
The rest of the team's orders are the same as always. Attempt to blunt the crowd, without escalating the situation if possible, and fall back if you can't hold them. Remember, this is a tide, not a lone squad. Good luck."
Order Skylar, bolt into the shadows.
... Alright then. Luck to us both.
Run back to the gate, check the scout eye feed to see how terribly this is going.
Look around for Lyra, Feyri, and Stacy. Try and remember which nuke Stacy has and what the effective range of it is
Charles moves to Feyri's location and remotely uses his turret's scope to look for choke points the crowd would have to travel through.No more choke point because the gate is now closed. But thats probably not the issue here, is it?
Although it does beg a question of why HMRC allows us to use these things, if they don't expect this to happen every time.))
((I'd try to counteract it with my amp power again, but I like living.))Although it does beg a question of why HMRC allows us to use these things, if they don't expect this to happen every time.))
((In civilian areas, no less. But they must be desperate to send the HMRC into a civilian area anyway.
Also, does this count as an off-label use for the nuke, or just a testament to the versatility of a simple nuclear device?))
STACY WE NEED YOUR NUKE WE NEED IT NOW...
Have someone arm the nuke and chuck it into the cloud.
Get every person with a heat amp to help me create a shield around our party (which should group together) that will keep temperature normal inside it until the storm subsides.
STACY WE NEED YOUR NUKE WE NEED IT NOW
Essentially my plan is to make a bubble around the team that will keep temperature inside it normal.STACY WE NEED YOUR NUKE WE NEED IT NOW...
Have someone arm the nuke and chuck it into the cloud.
Get every person with a heat amp to help me create a shield around our party (which should group together) that will keep temperature normal inside it until the storm subsides.
work with the psychopathic pyromanic to help make sure none of us die. use my microwave amp if necessary.
((Also, when Steve said that they outnumber our bullets, my first thought was: "Yes, they outnumber out bullets. But we have a nuke, and we also have amps and manipulators." Numbers don't really matter when you talk about manipulators, do they?))Although it does beg a question of why HMRC allows us to use these things, if they don't expect this to happen every time.))
((In civilian areas, no less. But they must be desperate to send the HMRC into a civilian area anyway.
Also, does this count as an off-label use for the nuke, or just a testament to the versatility of a simple nuclear device?))
Join the group and add 'spontanious and catastrophic global cooling' to the list.((Yay for the soon to be resulting overshoots! Seriously, three amp users attempting to heat an area up, he he he. You're so screwed.))
STACY WE NEED YOUR NUKE WE NEED IT NOW((How do you plan to throw it? With your hands? Because I can tell you the nuke's blast radius is bigger than throwing distance.))
Have someone arm the nuke and chuck it into the cloud.
((yes, but you haven't said anything to Lyra about it. I'm doing the best I can at coordinating with you when you aren't communicating by giving a vague instruction.))Essentially my plan is to make a bubble around the team that will keep temperature inside it normal.STACY WE NEED YOUR NUKE WE NEED IT NOW...
Have someone arm the nuke and chuck it into the cloud.
Get every person with a heat amp to help me create a shield around our party (which should group together) that will keep temperature normal inside it until the storm subsides.
work with the psychopathic pyromanic to help make sure none of us die. use my microwave amp if necessary.
((Perhaps a kinetic amp could propel it further...))STACY WE NEED YOUR NUKE WE NEED IT NOW((How do you plan to throw it? With your hands? Because I can tell you the nuke's blast radius is bigger than throwing distance.))
Have someone arm the nuke and chuck it into the cloud.
((Perhaps a kinetic amp could propel it further...))STACY WE NEED YOUR NUKE WE NEED IT NOW((How do you plan to throw it? With your hands? Because I can tell you the nuke's blast radius is bigger than throwing distance.))
Have someone arm the nuke and chuck it into the cloud.
((The question is, would the nuke still work afterwards.))((Perhaps a kinetic amp could propel it further...))STACY WE NEED YOUR NUKE WE NEED IT NOW((How do you plan to throw it? With your hands? Because I can tell you the nuke's blast radius is bigger than throwing distance.))
Have someone arm the nuke and chuck it into the cloud.
((i have one of those, iirc.))
((This may, in fact, be the wrongest that a mission might have possibly ever gone. If the nuke doesn't work, somebody should contemplate the possibility of overloading another manipulator by heating the entire black nuke area. Maybe they'll form a nascent sun that'll keep the Ice-9 away.))((So now a Second Sunrise is actually desired? I wonder how long a 30-round magazine of explosives and Clf3 will stall it for. Probably not long.))
STACY WE NEED YOUR NUKE WE NEED IT NOW((This is just about the only time is will fix more than it breaks. DO IT DO IT!))
Have someone arm the nuke and chuck it into the cloud.
Get every person with a heat amp to help me create a shield around our party (which should group together) that will keep temperature normal inside it until the storm subsides.
And your suits do protect you from near absolute zero temperatures, but I don't think they protect you from eldritch ice9.))((The biggest issue would be moving in the frozen air.))
((This may, in fact, be the wrongest that a mission might have possibly ever gone. If the nuke doesn't work, somebody should contemplate the possibility of overloading another manipulator by heating the entire black nuke area. Maybe they'll form a nascent sun that'll keep the Ice-9 away.))((Yes, because the best solution is to do the same thing you just did to make the disaster, but backwards.))
((I'm not an expert on this, but is there any chance that the amount of force suddenly applied by the kinetic amp might detonate the nuke?))((The question is, would the nuke still work afterwards.))((Perhaps a kinetic amp could propel it further...))STACY WE NEED YOUR NUKE WE NEED IT NOW((How do you plan to throw it? With your hands? Because I can tell you the nuke's blast radius is bigger than throwing distance.))
Have someone arm the nuke and chuck it into the cloud.
((i have one of those, iirc.))
((Exactly. It may be partially detonated or disabled by the amp hit.))((Detonate is different from disable. One kills you, one doesn't.))
((Since I have the most skill with amps here then, I'll do the overload. EVERYONE ELSE WITH AN AMP, MAKE THE SHIELD.
((I'm not an expert on this, but is there any chance that the amount of force suddenly applied by the kinetic amp might detonate the nuke?))
((Fission? What is this, the 20th century?))((And how else would it work? As far as I'm concerned, a nuke works by joining two or more halves or uranium together, at which point it goes boom. You think it works any different in the future?
((Isn't that what his character wants?))((Since I have the most skill with amps here then, I'll do the overload. EVERYONE ELSE WITH AN AMP, MAKE THE SHIELD.((Your amp is in your brain. This means that the sun will be centered on your head, if it works at all. This means that you will die, and everybody within a mile radius of you is likely to die as well.))
In addition, some kind fellow could mug Feyri for her MKIII suit, then use it to fly above the Ice-9 and drop the nuke from there - it was (in a slightly different iteration) how I thought I could do an airburst.))((That would be the smart way to do it. Oh well.))
((Fusion, perhaps? H-bombs exist now.))((Fission? What is this, the 20th century?))((And how else would it work? As far as I'm concerned, a nuke works by joining two or more halves or uranium together, at which point it goes boom. You think it works any different in the future?
Pyrodesu would be very helpful here.))
((Fusion, perhaps? H-bombs exist now.))
((And that is supposed to tell me something?))((Fusion, perhaps? H-bombs exist now.))((Fission? What is this, the 20th century?))((And how else would it work? As far as I'm concerned, a nuke works by joining two or more halves or uranium together, at which point it goes boom. You think it works any different in the future?
Pyrodesu would be very helpful here.))
((Do we even know if it would counter that entropy bomb we just set off?))((Nope. In all likelihood, it actually won't. The nuke and the detonator will freeze before they explode.))
((Nope. In all likelihood, it actually won't. The nuke and the detonator will freeze before they explode.))
((I meant assuming we set it off right outside and generated a small star inside of the field via manipulator and amp usage, would it actually do shit?))
((Let me get this straight. You've got an expanding cloud of Crazy-Freez advancing on your position, and your first reaction is to chuck a nuke at it? Quick sanity check: which is going to do more damage? The Crazy-Freez, which will likely taper off in a minute or two when the mass murder manipulator runs out of battery, leaving most of the city superfrozen but technically intact? Or a nuke, which will in all likelihood level it, and do nothing to help you?((A good number of people are running right now. And shh, don't spoil this.))
I don't think that even a dormant volcano exploding under your feet this instant would heat your surroundings up enough to counteract this chillin' omnicide-o-matic. Have any of you considered just, y'know, getting the hell out of dodge?))
((Let me get this straight. You've got an expanding cloud of Crazy-Freez advancing on your position, and your first reaction is to chuck a nuke at it? Quick sanity check: which is going to do more damage? The Crazy-Freez, which will likely taper off in a minute or two when the mass murder manipulator runs out of battery, leaving most of the city superfrozen but technically intact? Or a nuke, which will in all likelihood level it, and do nothing to help you?))
((Do we even know if it would counter that entropy bomb we just set off?))((The what?))
((...That fusion weapons exist?))((And that is supposed to tell me something?))((Fusion, perhaps? H-bombs exist now.))((Fission? What is this, the 20th century?))((And how else would it work? As far as I'm concerned, a nuke works by joining two or more halves or uranium together, at which point it goes boom. You think it works any different in the future?
Pyrodesu would be very helpful here.))
((Have any of you considered just, y'know, getting the hell out of dodge?))Grate feels an odd urge to raise his hand. He really wishes he knew where to go.
Grate feels an odd urge to raise his hand. He really wishes he knew where to go.
((Once again the Mass-Murder Manipulator triumphs over the humble Amp's own display of murderous power. As a veteran of...Two? Two mass-murder manipulator occurrences, I advise you to run away as fast as possible.))You know, no one as overloaded an amp yet. It's always been manipulators. The effects may be different. And much more fatal, since you can't throw them away.
((Throwing supercritical mass murder manipulators away has rarely done much to curb their mass murder potential, I think.))((Once again the Mass-Murder Manipulator triumphs over the humble Amp's own display of murderous power. As a veteran of...Two? Two mass-murder manipulator occurrences, I advise you to run away as fast as possible.))You know, no one as overloaded an amp yet. It's always been manipulators. The effects may be different. And much more fatal, since you can't throw them away.
You know, no one as overloaded an amp yet. It's always been manipulators. The effects may be different. And much more fatal, since you can't throw them away.((Yeah, I know. I'm also glad, because an overloading amp would mean whatever eldritch singularity spawning from it would most likely originate from someone's brain and most likely catch nearby teammates in the blink of an eye.))
((And how else would it work? As far as I'm concerned, a nuke works by joining two or more halves or uranium together, at which point it goes boom. You think it works any different in the future?
Pyrodesu would be very helpful here.))
The inherent paradox of nuclear weapons. Gun type bombs made with Uranium 235 are easy to make, but U235 is a bitch to get hold of unless you have a mile long processing factory. Plutonium is much easier to get, but the process for detonating it is absurdly complex and difficult to get right; requiring world class explosives experts and precision manufacturing.((And how else would it work? As far as I'm concerned, a nuke works by joining two or more halves or uranium together, at which point it goes boom. You think it works any different in the future?
Pyrodesu would be very helpful here.))
((Sorry I'm late. RE: This argument, nuclear (and thermonuclear, that is, fusion) weapons are extraordinarily sensitive, particularly fusion. See, instead of gun-type designs (the whole, put two separate pieces together for boom one), most weapons are implosion, with very precise high-explosive lenses. This is even more true for fusion, once again, as the fusion happens within the imploding core. Punching a nuke could disarm it permanently, and I say disarm, I mean "turn it into a dirty bomb".))
((Somehow I don't think UWM would have any problems with having several miles long processing factories. How would that influence the design, and by association, the results of kicking a nuke?The inherent paradox of nuclear weapons. Gun type bombs made with Uranium 235 are easy to make, but U235 is a bitch to get hold of unless you have a mile long processing factory. Plutonium is much easier to get, but the process for detonating it is absurdly complex and difficult to get right; requiring world class explosives experts and precision manufacturing.((And how else would it work? As far as I'm concerned, a nuke works by joining two or more halves or uranium together, at which point it goes boom. You think it works any different in the future?
Pyrodesu would be very helpful here.))
((Sorry I'm late. RE: This argument, nuclear (and thermonuclear, that is, fusion) weapons are extraordinarily sensitive, particularly fusion. See, instead of gun-type designs (the whole, put two separate pieces together for boom one), most weapons are implosion, with very precise high-explosive lenses. This is even more true for fusion, once again, as the fusion happens within the imploding core. Punching a nuke could disarm it permanently, and I say disarm, I mean "turn it into a dirty bomb".))
((Also, dirty bomb? From Wikipedia: "A dirty bomb is a speculative radiological weapon that combines radioactive material with conventional explosives." So does it mean it will still explode but be less powerfull, and somehow become conventional explosive?))((You just use explosives (in this case amp powered punches) to spread radioactive material over a large area, causing radiation poisoning to the people there. Not visually impressive but still deadly (to unprotected civilians) over longer periods of time. If done right. And nobody does something to clear the area afterwards.))
((Get PMs. Check thread title. Begin pounding fists in anger.((Agreed. Do we do the shield of temperature preservation?))
NOT AGAIN DAMN YOU ALL
Anyway, I would strongly advise against trying to outheat the Ice-9. As mentioned, any device you throw at it is likely to freeze past the point of operation, meaning you're talking about a second sun or nuclear blast between us and the freezewall of doom.
We do not have space for a second sun or nuclear blast between us and the freezewall of doom.))
((Agreed. Do we do the shield of temperature preservation?))((The what?
((I'm really hoping people make it out OK, if only to hear what Steve has to say when he debriefs them (since, unless the Radiant One dies, the mission is technically a success). That and the fact that I like many of the characters in this mission and I wouldn't like to see them die.((I missed this earlier. YAY BLASPHEMY and/or SEE WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU DEFY THE WILL OF THE SUN?))
And I just realised you're turning the palace of the Sun god into an icy wasteland.))
((I assume this is the part of the game where it finally ends with a Total Party Kill and everyone Rage Quits and then Piecewise has no more players so the game dies and he has to resort to ghost writing for L.R. Hubbard because the Scientologists don't realize that man is dead.))((I imagine this would be a very dark religion.
((You know, I thought WE were boned. Thanks for correcting me.))((Well, now that everyone abandoned planns for a heat shield :(, punching/throwing the nuke in :(, and trying to overclock their amps/manipulators to combat the super-freeze :( :(... they are actually in a better shape than we are. There is nothing to suggest that they can't simply outrun the effect, and indeed they are doing just that.
Modification to prior action: RUN. FUCKING RUN. unless of course the sphere is expanding fast enough that I can't outrun it. Then go join team anti-freeze. Either way, more paperwork. THE PAPERWORK MUST FLOW!Yep. Run away, radio to Steve to come pick us up right the fuck now, if effect is expanding too quickly to outrun have every person with an amp/manipulator try to maintain the temperature around the team. Gather the team together in a huddle for this purpose IF we have to endure.
((As mentioned before, running is the team's best option. If the survival of all teammates is desirable, then Feyri (MkIII) and Faith (synth-flesh) should carry all hobbling or slow people away from the freezing zone.))((Yes please. IIRC I only have one leg now.))
((Remind me to catch up on that mission.))((You know, I thought WE were boned. Thanks for correcting me.))((Well, now that everyone abandoned planns for a heat shield :(, punching/throwing the nuke in :(, and trying to overclock their amps/manipulators to combat the super-freeze :( :(... they are actually in a better shape than we are. There is nothing to suggest that they can't simply outrun the effect, and indeed they are doing just that.
Meanwhile, at Canary base, we are about to lose our base, which is actually very helpful to have. And in addition, we still have several morons in the base and on it's roof, who are apparently going nowhere. You know, I think that overall we are much worse off. Of course, not that Vich is concerned. He is faaaar away from whatever is about to happen.))
((Get PMs. Check thread title. Begin pounding fists in anger.((...Yes. This.
NOT AGAIN DAMN YOU ALL
Anyway, I would strongly advise against trying to outheat the Ice-9. As mentioned, any device you throw at it is likely to freeze past the point of operation, meaning you're talking about a second sun or nuclear blast between us and the freezewall of doom.
We do not have space for a second sun or nuclear blast between us and the freezewall of doom.))
I was on guard duty with Renen, after dark we stopped some suspicious characters approaching. After some... incompetence we got them to the barracks and checked out....something in the town exploded. | Explosions in the town..alright. It's only a day or so in the job. I can't hope that we're the only ones going to respond on it. The city may have local militant forces on patrol despite heightened crisis of a revolution. Nothing much. Give the order to ...Oh right, another message. Ringtone set. Clock isn't working though... | |
We ran into some suspicious looking guys. They ran, and I chased after one of them. I was going to shoot one in the leg when he was about to get away, when everything exploded and half of his skin melted. So I left. Unidentified men showed up at the gate. They had large suspicious backpacks. A detonation occurred somewhere...I'm retrieving my turret right now from the bakery. | Wait..what? Several attacks..alright, Xan must've been with Stacy and/or May when they went on patrol. I didn't see them go. Ugh, why can't I lead properly. This is one of the most basic essentials of leadership--organizing your people! Guessing this may be the case, either they formed teams of two and spread throughout the city. Hopefully the other security forces would also aid us. Strangely, I've never even seen one hint of them. Or did I forget something? | |
I was patrolling when half my foot got shot off by an unknown assailant... but my amp triggered. | Results?! What now? What amp did you--checking... Codename: Xan/Biologically Male Primary Weapon: Pyrokinetic Amplifier [Basic] Ok, what does this mean. Pyro kinetic? I didn't see that on the team roster. ...What in blazes is going on?! |
...I never knew there was a Spam folder. Or if this wristpad had a folder at all. | Spoiler (click to show/hide) | ...Dear gods. So it was OUR fault?!... Stacy's taking it quite well..but now how will the populace react? Surely..surely they can't see that it's our fault right? Amplifiers? The whole thing is alien to-...but then they asked Steve for our measurements...so I can't presume such. |
...Since when did any of my teammembers get a NUCLEAR DEVICE?! |
"I'm sorry Grate, but when--what just happened?""Hey, guys, funny thing just happened - I accidentally set one of the parameters for a temperature manipulation as the length of the stairs. You may want to run like hell, people!"
Run. If Tiruin shows up and posts a running-based action, follow Ms. Feyri. If she does but doesn't post a running action, run after as many of the other members of the team as possible. If Tiruin doesn't post, do the same but drag Ms. Feyri along.
-This is all Stacy's fault.-You run up to the gate and enter in the rather massive proportions of the effected area... You just start entering in what looks right, sweat dripping from your brow as the numbers fly by too fast for you to even comprehend... You hit the button without even thinking about it. The Manipulator beeps, squeals and then begins to howl out a siren. The metal surface of the box instantly freezes over and you hurl it away from you as the suit begins to freeze and you feel your hand go numb. The machine arcs out down the stairs; trailing a dry ice like fog behind it. It lands between the charging groups of the Guards and the Populace, vanishing amongst them as they clash.
The Manipulator, hidden by the crowd, cracks apart like a balloon filled with liquid nitrogen and pure, unadulterated cold pours out. It's beyond cold as the team comprehends it; it's a black nuke, an expanding mass of anti-energy that draws in every bit of energy from around it. The mob and the guards vanish into a black point so cold that light itself can't move; a gravity-less black hole. Around it, the world turns gray and hardens; reduced so close to absolute zero that it appears as though time within the effected area has just stopped, atomic motion reduced to basically nothing. The hydrogen in the air turns metallic. Beyond that, almost to the wall, the air solidifies and sprays of superfluid hydrogen and liquid oxygen and ice with a crystal lattice so dense and powerfully bonded that it would take thermite to melt it, burst out and splatter the wall and the inner area of the First level of the palace.
And the effect is expanding.
This is Feyri Nirel, current leader of the second away team sent down to Inti (http://www.bay12forums.com/smf/index.php?topic=108083.msg4321314#msg4321314). The mission as far as I can see is under severe strain. The palace is under direct endothermic attack, and we're heavily lacking aerial support.
We need eyes, Steve.
Activate your wristpads for a general area receiving message so we know where you are!
Anyone with auxiliary mobility enhancements, use them! Head towards the Palace!
((I amr eading up the last 10 pages and writing up a response and will edit in in.((I'd recommend focusing on running away. Flying away with the MK3 and taking anyone nearby you can carry with you.
Specifically to Grate.))
((Is this where we think up of a catchy name for the incident? How about Eclipse over Inti or Nuclear Winter Solstice?))Ground Zero?
((... Dat formatting. I want to learn that *0* also hurray for possibly not dieing!))((It's just tables.))
((Is this where we think up of a catchy name for the incident? How about Eclipse over Inti or Nuclear Winter Solstice?))((Ice-9 sounds good. Maybe each major planetary-scale catastrophe we do gets a -9 designation. China-9, Ice-9, May-9, etc.))
((A map would be useful here.))https://www.dropbox.com/s/87dae8hrzeg96qq/map.png
Feyri scoops up both you and grate and immediately takes off, flying toward the upper level of the palace with one of you under each arm. You're passing over the wall to the second level when it happens.STACY WE NEED YOUR NUKE WE NEED IT NOW...
Have someone arm the nuke and chuck it into the cloud.
Get every person with a heat amp to help me create a shield around our party (which should group together) that will keep temperature normal inside it until the storm subsides.work with the psychopathic pyromanic to help make sure none of us die. use my microwave amp if necessary.
EDIT:Run, if I can't outrun this monstrosity, THEN go for the amp. try to stay near my running teammates and if I'm going to be amp-shielding, try to cover them too.
EDIT: Tiruin's post
RUN, if offered a speed boost from Feyri, take it. if I'm going to get caught by the freezewall of death, attempt to shield myself using my amp before it hits me. if others are next to me at the time, shield them too.
((Aw, crap, I meant width. As in, the width of the stairs, not the entire length of them, which was presumably slightly less than half a mile. Silly me. Oh well, that'll learn me, anyhow.))
Stacy realized that he had absentmindedly added the wrong parameter to the calculations. Instead of a rather wonderful obstacle that would have kept all of this under control, he seems to have accidentally caused the twilight of the gods.
Oh well. What can you do. At least he wasn't an amp user. As he pirouettes away, he opens up radio communications.
"Hey, guys, funny thing just happened - I accidentally set one of the parameters for a temperature manipulation as the length of the stairs. You may want to run like hell, people!"STACY WE NEED YOUR NUKE WE NEED IT NOW
"Here you go, bud! Have fun!"
Pass the nuke to Xan if he's available, pass it to someone else of the team if he's not. Switch to uncontrollable singing and haul ass as far toward the other end (farthest away from the gate, contemplate whether a dive off the wall legs-first diametrically opposite the gate is likely to be lethal - if not, do it and keep rolling away even if my legs become broken) of the complex as possible.
((Did we just generate an anti-kugelblitz?))You grab your rifle and run up to Join Stacy on the second terrace stairs.
((Where is Charles's rifle?))
Charles runs away from the direction of the eldritch imitation of Ice-9.
He retrieves his rifle if he is able to safely access it in time.
If he can't, he just aims it at the expanding field and detonates it at near point-blank range.
((...Oh. This is what Empiracist was talking about. That...makes sense. Geez.))Feyri grabs you and Lyra and immediately takes off, flying towards the palace. You're just passing over the second wall when something happens. You can't see what it is because of the way feyri is holding you, but it feels like something hit her.STACY WE NEED YOUR NUKE WE NEED IT NOW((This is just about the only time is will fix more than it breaks. DO IT DO IT!))
Have someone arm the nuke and chuck it into the cloud.
Get every person with a heat amp to help me create a shield around our party (which should group together) that will keep temperature normal inside it until the storm subsides.And your suits do protect you from near absolute zero temperatures, but I don't think they protect you from eldritch ice9.))((The biggest issue would be moving in the frozen air.))((This may, in fact, be the wrongest that a mission might have possibly ever gone. If the nuke doesn't work, somebody should contemplate the possibility of overloading another manipulator by heating the entire black nuke area. Maybe they'll form a nascent sun that'll keep the Ice-9 away.))((Yes, because the best solution is to do the same thing you just did to make the disaster, but backwards.))
"Miss Feyri! Now! NOW! RUN!"
Run. If Tiruin shows up and posts a running-based action, follow Ms. Feyri. If he does but doesn't post a running action, run after as many of the other members of the team as possible. If Tiruin doesn't post, do the same but drag Ms. Feyri along.
Follow Stacy's lead and run to the other side of the compound ASAP. If a wall or something gets in the way, punch it with the Kinetic Amp.You join Stacy on the stairs and contemplate if he's technically in the way, which would give you justification for punching him into chunks.
Modification to prior action: RUN. FUCKING RUN. unless of course the sphere is expanding fast enough that I can't outrun it. Then go join team anti-freeze. Either way, more paperwork. THE PAPERWORK MUST FLOW!You turn and run, following the exodus of terrified civilians and teammates up toward the second level. You're about a hundred yards from the stairs when a dagger of ice catches you in the right elbow.
... On the bright side, I didn't just run into that blind. On the downside... Fuck.
If I lose this scout's eye, whoever is responsible for that is buying me a new one...
TURN TAIL AND RUN! Past the barracks if I think necessary. Attempt to recall the scout eye if possible!
You run for the stairs up to the second level. As you run, you turn back and see a massive chunk of ice hurtling you way. You open your manipulator's cover and start typing.
[Uncon:5]
You tap away like a man possessed and hit Execute. A wall of heat, white hot and several inches thick appears between you and the ice. The ice glaces off with a hiss of steam; repelled mostly by the burst of superheated air that rose off the heated barrier like a blast wave.
You shake some sweat out of your eyes and join up with the rest of the people gathering on the second level's stairs.
You get yourself under Xan's arm and half carry, half drag him all the way up to the second level stairs.
((We will start using manipulators as bombs. And they are more effective.))
Renen remembers his first mission, the overcharge of that manipulator. So he runs, away from the cold and from the crazy people that will try to stop it.
RUN FAST RUN RENEN. Get away from the cold and from the guys who will try to stop the incoming destruction. Use BT to overcome obstacles and if necessary carry anyone small and lightweight with me.
You scoop up both of the tiny people who are currently clinging to you and take off, screaming up and over toward the second level, skimming near the tops of the wooden structures that squat on the first level. You pull up, rising to clear the second level wall, when something hits you.((Get PMs. Check thread title. Begin pounding fists in anger.((...Yes. This.
NOT AGAIN DAMN YOU ALL
Anyway, I would strongly advise against trying to outheat the Ice-9. As mentioned, any device you throw at it is likely to freeze past the point of operation, meaning you're talking about a second sun or nuclear blast between us and the freezewall of doom.
We do not have space for a second sun or nuclear blast between us and the freezewall of doom.))
So much. Enjoy me berating you, or your corpses. Or my spirit doing that. Whatever. :III
I really have some thoughts about how this mission was expected to be run, but it's a secret. PW: you don't mind, do you?))
((@Paris: I was imagining that scene when I read recent events. Please tell me that an Aux roll does not precede common sense...))
Feyri reviewed the messages in reply (http://www.bay12forums.com/smf/index.php?topic=123854.msg4501543#msg4501543), followed by her order to acknowledge recent activity. The result was less than satisfying, and the consequence in the aspect of thought was...destructive.
I was on guard duty with Renen, after dark we stopped some suspicious characters approaching. After some... incompetence we got them to the barracks and checked out....something in the town exploded.Explosions in the town..alright. It's only a day or so in the job. I can't hope that we're the only ones going to respond on it. The city may have local militant forces on patrol despite heightened crisis of a revolution. Nothing much. Give the order to
...Oh right, another message. Ringtone set.
Clock isn't working though... We ran into some suspicious looking guys. They ran, and I chased after one of them. I was going to shoot one in the leg when he was about to get away, when everything exploded and half of his skin melted. So I left.Unidentified men showed up at the gate. They had large suspicious backpacks. A detonation occurred somewhere...I'm retrieving my turret right now from the bakery.Wait..what? Several attacks..alright, Xan must've been with Stacy and/or May when they went on patrol. I didn't see them go. Ugh, why can't I lead properly. This is one of the most basic essentials of leadership--organizing your people! Guessing this may be the case, either they formed teams of two and spread throughout the city. Hopefully the other security forces would also aid us. Strangely, I've never even seen one hint of them. Or did I forget something? I was patrolling when half my foot got shot off by an unknown assailant... but my amp triggered.
You saw the results.Results?! What now? What amp did you--checking...
Codename: Xan/Biologically Male
Primary Weapon: Pyrokinetic Amplifier [Basic]
Ok, what does this mean. Pyro kinetic? I didn't see that on the team roster.
...What in blazes is going on?!
At this time, she had reached the gate and noticed Grate's query, nearly indistinguishable from her thoughts and the presence of Lyra. It was...alright, to say the least. The motor was apparently functional, and Lyra was alright.
Then another ping.
...I never knew there was a Spam folder. Or if this wristpad had a folder at all. Spoiler (click to show/hide)...Dear gods. So it was OUR fault?!...
Stacy's taking it quite well..but now how will the populace react? Surely..surely they can't see that it's our fault right? Amplifiers? The whole thing is alien to-...but then they asked Steve for our measurements...so I can't presume such. ...Since when did any of my teammembers get a NUCLEAR DEVICE?!
No. Not again. I will not let my past haunt me again. I will lead this team correctly even if it <profanity>ing kills me and-
"Feyri! They're coming! Look! Look!"
"Guh-g-Grate? I'm sorry I was just t-
"What in the nine hells is that."
*Krrsch*Quote"I'm sorry Grate, but when--what just happened?""Hey, guys, funny thing just happened - I accidentally set one of the parameters for a temperature manipulation as the length of the stairs. You may want to run like hell, people!"
"Miss Feyri! Now! NOW! RUN!"Run. If Tiruin shows up and posts a running-based action, follow Ms. Feyri. If she does but doesn't post a running action, run after as many of the other members of the team as possible. If Tiruin doesn't post, do the same but drag Ms. Feyri along.-This is all Stacy's fault.-You run up to the gate and enter in the rather massive proportions of the effected area... You just start entering in what looks right, sweat dripping from your brow as the numbers fly by too fast for you to even comprehend... You hit the button without even thinking about it. The Manipulator beeps, squeals and then begins to howl out a siren. The metal surface of the box instantly freezes over and you hurl it away from you as the suit begins to freeze and you feel your hand go numb. The machine arcs out down the stairs; trailing a dry ice like fog behind it. It lands between the charging groups of the Guards and the Populace, vanishing amongst them as they clash.
The Manipulator, hidden by the crowd, cracks apart like a balloon filled with liquid nitrogen and pure, unadulterated cold pours out. It's beyond cold as the team comprehends it; it's a black nuke, an expanding mass of anti-energy that draws in every bit of energy from around it. The mob and the guards vanish into a black point so cold that light itself can't move; a gravity-less black hole. Around it, the world turns gray and hardens; reduced so close to absolute zero that it appears as though time within the effected area has just stopped, atomic motion reduced to basically nothing. The hydrogen in the air turns metallic. Beyond that, almost to the wall, the air solidifies and sprays of superfluid hydrogen and liquid oxygen and ice with a crystal lattice so dense and powerfully bonded that it would take thermite to melt it, burst out and splatter the wall and the inner area of the First level of the palace.
And the effect is expanding.
"Oh fu-...Fun."
Feyri's right eyelid twitched. A result due to stress.
"Grate, hug me as tight as you can, please?"
While waiting, Feyri thanked the time she invested into rapid, one-handed typing and implemented her knowledge in ludicrous amounts on her wristpad.Quote from: Feyri Nirel = PARACELSUS SWORD AIThis is Feyri Nirel, current leader of the second away team sent down to Inti (http://www.bay12forums.com/smf/index.php?topic=108083.msg4321314#msg4321314). The mission as far as I can see is under severe strain. The palace is under direct endothermic attack, and we're heavily lacking aerial support.
We need eyes, Steve.
Inquire @ PW for map. Hopefully with places representing where we are.
Use MKIII rockets to get myself, Grate and possibly Lyra towards a safer location--drop off, and locate my teammates nearest to the zone of influence from this nuke and use the same strategy.
Which revolves around getting everyone to safety.
Also check fuel.Quote from: Feyri Nirel = Squad ChannelActivate your wristpads for a general area receiving message so we know where you are!
Anyone with auxiliary mobility enhancements, use them! Head towards the Palace!
We've triggered an entropy event that will probably consume the whole planet. Stacy's manipulator overloaded. Feyri's disabled. We need to get off planet, NOW.
We're heading toward the palace.
"Miss Feyri?"...
((What happened to make her 'die'? She rolled a five on her END check.))
((I'd argue against that, as said rolls are pertinent for the player to understand given the case that certain rolls are shown in its stead.((What happened to make her 'die'? She rolled a five on her END check.))
((Thing is, piecewise doesn't show all rolls. There was probably a set of unfavorable ones - direly unfavorable ones involved. If she hadn't rolled that high on endurance, she probably would have jerked and tumbled out of the sky, probably squashing Grate and Lyra in the process.
As always, the largely innocent suffer for the crimes of the criminally stupid.))
PS: Grate or Lyra, you might want to pick up her head.))((Isn't it still attached?
((What happened to make her 'die'? She rolled a five on her END check.))
((Isn't it still attached?
...Also, was Grate ever briefed about that?))
((I'd argue against that, as said rolls are pertinent for the player to understand given the case that certain rolls are shown in its stead.
...And a very specific shard :/ That too. [/biased]))
((Let it be recorded Stacy just caused the death of one of the veterans and that death may be permanent if no one rescues Feyri's head. ))
Everyone okay? Keep moving towards the palace if you have no issues.
((Actually things like that are considered common knowledge. Just like Steve's speech in the first post, how to send wrist-pad messages, suit lamps and amps, and how tokens work.))PS: Grate or Lyra, you might want to pick up her head.))((Isn't it still attached?
...Also, was Grate ever briefed about that?))
((Exactly.))((I'd argue against that, as said rolls are pertinent for the player to understand given the case that certain rolls are shown in its stead.
...And a very specific shard :/ That too. [/biased]))
((As I understand it, we are shown rolls when we know exactly what is happening, such as when we initiate an action with a known quantity or consciously do something. Knowing the roll and other possible results reveals to us the mechanisms by which the world works, which is undesirable because we do not know why a shard hit Feyri and not, say, someone else more expendable - to us, it is simply cruel fate and not the cold, terrifying machinations of some orderly and sentient force that we as the players know there to really be.))
((What I can't stand would be the psychological affect on Grate...but then I just hope someone else IC, would do it instead.((Ya know, not to bring down your parenting methods, but I think you've had the wrong approach. Trying to shield someone inside the HMRC from violence and brutality is frankly... laughable. And considering that it's Grate's own fault for gettin into HMRC, he'll be fine. Probably.
...Not Grate. :-\))
And if not, Thomas will make him a good drinking partner. I mean, if you wanna start drinking, better start early. Right? :D))((I'd be hating your guts, but then you had humor. :P
((MKIII's have a decapitation mechanism to allow recovery of the user's head.))PS: Grate or Lyra, you might want to pick up her head.))((Isn't it still attached?
...Also, was Grate ever briefed about that?))
((When did she get decapitated? Also, Lenglon: Feyri's head! Get it! Or tell Grate about it or something!))((Isn't it still attached?((To her body, no. To her suit, yes. Almost certainly not. If one of the more experienced people runs by and sees, they'd likely have the idea to grab out the head, but otherwise, hope the event doesn't come this far.))
...Also, was Grate ever briefed about that?))
Quote from: Xan -> All Team MembersEveryone okay? Keep moving towards the palace if you have no issues.
((Hinty hint Grate))
I think something's wrong with Miss Feyri. She got hit with a big chunk of ice. She might be
((MKIII's have a decapitation mechanism to allow recovery of the user's head.))((See, that's the sort of thing you might want to explain to new players so they have an idea of what's going on.))
Is she incapacitated?
Feyri scoops up both you and grate and immediately takes off, flying toward the upper level of the palace with one of you under each arm. You're passing over the wall to the second level when it happens.Eyes wide, teeth clenched, and despite the eerie sense of the entire world moving in slow motion and hyperspeed at the same time, shove Grate ahead, hopefully far enough ahead that he won't see what I'm about to do unless he turns around. followed by Detaching Feyri's already-cut-off head using the suit's quick-release, cradle it against my chest, similar to how someone carries a football, and continue to run away, carrying her head with me. again, use my amp to shield myself and/or anyone near me as necessary.
[dex:4+1]
A shard of the super ice, sharp as a spear of glass and several feet long, is arcing down right toward you and Feyri. She can't see it; her back is to the sky and there's no time to warn her. But you can see it. And you have a chance to stop it.
[Exo:2]
But you can't. You can't focus, you can't bring the power your amp to bear. The shard punches straight down; through Feyri's back and out her chest. It clips you as it goes, carving a frozen, blackened gash out of your left arm.
Feryi's had a hard life in the corps. Her heroism has often been rewarded with nothing but injuries and waking up in the infirmary with more parts missing. She's been shot, broken, electrocuted and decapitated. Her organs are more plastic then flesh and what little of her original muscle remains clings to titanium bones. So when the shard of ice, sharp as a hypodermic needle and long as a fence post, half impales, half freezes it's way straight between her shoulder blades and out through her sternum, taking much of the contents of her thoracic cavity with it, she doesn't flinch. She doesn't even really feel it; there's not enough pain receptors left.
For a moment, she dips down, her flight unsteady. But then she rises again, clears the second level wall and zooms out toward the third. She makes it about half way across the second terrace before she finally falters and dips low, wavering as she flies toward the ground. She pulls back and lands on her feet, jogging to a stop as the momentum of the landing carries her an extra dozen yards. She slowly sets her two small passengers down and looks at them. The eerie colorless glow of the advancing entropy bomb shines through the ragged hole where her chest used to be and strange colored artificial blood and organ fluids pour down her legs and puddle on the ground. She jerkily lifts one arm and pats Grate's head.
"Run." She whispers breathlessly, eyes cloudy and blind behind the visor. "Run. Run. Run"
Her arm falls limp and her head lulls back, looking up at the stars. Her body suddenly tenses up and there's a metallic clink as the her suit's neck iris snaps shut. She doesn't fall. She just stands there, silent.
((We don't 'talk' about the other game. ;)((What other game?))
...Because doing that isn't good unless said game is done. :D))
((We don't 'talk' about the other game. ;)((sry))
...Because doing that isn't good unless said game is done. :D))
((Game where you get people killed and don't talk about it... Mafia?))((We don't 'talk' about the other game. ;)((What other game?))
...Because doing that isn't good unless said game is done. :D))
((We don't 'talk' about the other game. ;)((Now I'm really intrigued...))
...Because doing that isn't good unless said game is done. :D))
((Damn. Poor Feyri. Damn.((She's with a smallish child who is vaguely aware of the ability of the HMRC to bring back the dead, and Lyra, who is probably even shorter. Maybe if they worked together they could bring Feyri's body back, if it wasn't stuck in her suit. Which is a Mk-III, which I think is basically MI's armor. And if not, someone really needs to explain the suits to me.))
I hope someone picks up her body too so she doesn't have to go full robot.))
Quote from: Xan->GrateIs she incapacitated?
I don't know shes, noLyra just ripped off Miss Feyris head11
It's fine. If her head survives, she will. Now go! To the palace!
Okay...
I remember piecewise posted some pictures of what Mk1 and Mk3 look like, but I can't find them right now. Anybody know where they're at? I remember him saying that the feel of the Mk1s was similar to the spacesuits in Planetes..))((Do you mean the fan art Sean made, or whatever examples Piecewise had? I can technically dig up both, but ... meh.))
Spoiler: About:Mk suits (click to show/hide)
((Faith is a synth-flesh acrobat-bodied creature. She could technically be doing a whole lot of helping and rescuing people, but unfortunately I imagine she's doing whatever an albino sexbot does in secret with a secretive messenger man. Since that is being done in secret, I also assume she cannot be disengaged from her current task.))
((Faith is a synth-flesh acrobat-bodied creature. She could technically be doing a whole lot of helping and rescuing people, but unfortunately I imagine she's doing whatever an albino sexbot does in secret with a secretive messenger man. Since that is being done in secret, I also assume she cannot be disengaged from her current task.))((...))
(( I would assume that as well, but that doesn't mean that a) she isn't still on the radio and b) isn't in a position to get and give better info that might allow us to get out of this mess. Also, I figured she'd like to know that the situation went from 'we done goofed and the town is trying to kill us' to 'we done goofed and are all about to die' :D ))((Yeah, I know. I wasn't replying to your post, in case it seemed like it. It's just that at the time reading you mention Faith made me recall she's somewhere and I decided to post, partially waiting to see if IronyOwl decides to make a vague statement about Faith's current activities.))
Away for 10 or so days. Auto me to 'run to the palace, try not to die'.Inb4 "You run about the palace as the shuttle takes off"
Fixed. Thanks!Away for 10 or so days. Auto me to 'run to the palace, try not to die'.Inb4 "You run about the palace as the shuttle takes off"
Quote from: Xan->SteveWe've triggered an entropy event that will probably consume the whole planet. Stacy's manipulator overloaded. Feyri's disabled. We need to get off planet, NOW.
We're heading toward the palace.
KEEP FUCKING RUNNING AWAY. TOWARDS THE PALACE. Inform anyone not running away of the wiseness of running the fuck away.
Message Steve as above and hope we get pickup.
((What happened to make her 'die'? She rolled a five on her END check.))Four, actually. But what happened is that the roll for seeing how many people would get hit came back as 4. The rolls to see who came back with her name, among others. And the roll to see how potentially badly came back quite high, though not permanently fatal high, lucky for her. And then the rolls needed to save her failed.
"I... walk along... darkened corridors..." Stacy solemnly and repeatedly chants as he runs as fast as he can, as far as he can.[dex:3+1]
Run like hell up to the third terrace post-haste, making sure to avoid May's path, and further than that if possible, as far away from the Ice-9 as possible. Urge civilians to follow behind me.((What happened to make her 'die'? She rolled a five on her END check.))
((Thing is, piecewise doesn't show all rolls. There was probably a set of unfavorable ones - direly unfavorable ones involved. If she hadn't rolled that high on endurance, she probably would have jerked and tumbled out of the sky, probably squashing Grate and Lyra in the process.
As always, the largely innocent suffer for the crimes of the criminally stupid.))
There were shards flying all over the place. It's like the shrapnel from a grenade; you're not the only one who got hit; you just got hit the worst.((I'd argue against that, as said rolls are pertinent for the player to understand given the case that certain rolls are shown in its stead.((What happened to make her 'die'? She rolled a five on her END check.))
((Thing is, piecewise doesn't show all rolls. There was probably a set of unfavorable ones - direly unfavorable ones involved. If she hadn't rolled that high on endurance, she probably would have jerked and tumbled out of the sky, probably squashing Grate and Lyra in the process.
As always, the largely innocent suffer for the crimes of the criminally stupid.))
...And a very specific shard :/ That too. [/biased]))
You make it to the third terrace stairs, but it looks like the effect has completely subsumed the first level and is moving toward the second.((MKIII's have a decapitation mechanism to allow recovery of the user's head.))PS: Grate or Lyra, you might want to pick up her head.))((Isn't it still attached?
...Also, was Grate ever briefed about that?))
Charles continues running away from the ice, he flips his rifle's safety back on and rests it on his shoulder. Every now and then, he glances at his wrist pad checking the ice's expansion speed through the visual feed of his rifle's scope.
[exo:4]Feyri scoops up both you and grate and immediately takes off, flying toward the upper level of the palace with one of you under each arm. You're passing over the wall to the second level when it happens.Eyes wide, teeth clenched, and despite the eerie sense of the entire world moving in slow motion and hyperspeed at the same time, shove Grate ahead, hopefully far enough ahead that he won't see what I'm about to do unless he turns around. followed by Detaching Feyri's already-cut-off head using the suit's quick-release, cradle it against my chest, similar to how someone carries a football, and continue to run away, carrying her head with me. again, use my amp to shield myself and/or anyone near me as necessary.
[dex:4+1]
A shard of the super ice, sharp as a spear of glass and several feet long, is arcing down right toward you and Feyri. She can't see it; her back is to the sky and there's no time to warn her. But you can see it. And you have a chance to stop it.
[Exo:2]
But you can't. You can't focus, you can't bring the power your amp to bear. The shard punches straight down; through Feyri's back and out her chest. It clips you as it goes, carving a frozen, blackened gash out of your left arm.
Feryi's had a hard life in the corps. Her heroism has often been rewarded with nothing but injuries and waking up in the infirmary with more parts missing. She's been shot, broken, electrocuted and decapitated. Her organs are more plastic then flesh and what little of her original muscle remains clings to titanium bones. So when the shard of ice, sharp as a hypodermic needle and long as a fence post, half impales, half freezes it's way straight between her shoulder blades and out through her sternum, taking much of the contents of her thoracic cavity with it, she doesn't flinch. She doesn't even really feel it; there's not enough pain receptors left.
For a moment, she dips down, her flight unsteady. But then she rises again, clears the second level wall and zooms out toward the third. She makes it about half way across the second terrace before she finally falters and dips low, wavering as she flies toward the ground. She pulls back and lands on her feet, jogging to a stop as the momentum of the landing carries her an extra dozen yards. She slowly sets her two small passengers down and looks at them. The eerie colorless glow of the advancing entropy bomb shines through the ragged hole where her chest used to be and strange colored artificial blood and organ fluids pour down her legs and puddle on the ground. She jerkily lifts one arm and pats Grate's head.
"Run." She whispers breathlessly, eyes cloudy and blind behind the visor. "Run. Run. Run"
Her arm falls limp and her head lulls back, looking up at the stars. Her body suddenly tenses up and there's a metallic clink as the her suit's neck iris snaps shut. She doesn't fall. She just stands there, silent.
now is not the time for guilt. now is not the time to mourn. now is not the time for fear. now is the time to act. ACT.
You follow Lyra, staying close to her, even though you don't know how to feel about leaving Feyri's body behind. You're pretty sure she needs that.Quote from: Grate -> XanOkay...
Make sure Ms. Lyra is running towards the palace. If she is, run towards the palace. If not, grab her or Ms. Feyri's head and run towards the palace.
May sprinted through the steps, "Oh dear oh god oh fuck shit-" and took a brief look in the sky. The shards, the pieces. It was magnificently beautiful when viewed from the perspective of someone detached from the situation. The next thing May knew, she was watching Feyri get run through with a big-ass piece, human matter spurting from a hole through her chest.You keep running, straight past feyri's body and up to the third level stairs. You wave your amp around like a crazy man with a broken bottle, screaming that you'll "Pulp the fuck out of anyone that gets in my goddamn way."
"We're all going to die tonight."
Keep running. Smash anything, or anyone, in the way with the Kinetic Amp.
(( Wow. A 5 on a manipulator based defense. Thank you, dice, for I did not want to be crushed like Feyri. Shame about that other manipulator roll that didn't protect her XD ))A shard of ice the size of a small car embeds itself in the ground no more then a foot from you on your way up to the third terrace stairs. It leaves you uninjured, though your waste disposal system does kick on.
By Radio: FAITH, we have BIGGER issues than the fire and the nuke now, looks like someone overloaded an amp at the gates! Most of us are retreating up to the higher levels ASAP, but we're not sure if it will make a difference. If you can direct us to a good escape route, now is the time! Also... I think Feyri is down... She fell out of the sky on the second level terrace. Will try to keep you up to date.
Run higher. Take cover behind any buildings if more ice shards are coming, try and remember where the shuttle should be.
((...You make a mental note about requesting the proper forms to request a requisition order for an appointment to talk to a secretary about talking to the doctor about getting a new arm.
Daaaayumn.
Well there goes my arm ;_; I liked that arm.))
FUCK IT RUUUUUUUN.
Keep running. Watch out for any incoming shards. Try to look back over the shoulder from time to time and dodge or cut the projectiles using bullet time.You see the shard coming; a glint of blueish white hissing toward you and Xan.
If necessary, abandon hobbling man in favor of the girl carrying Feyri's head.
Where arewe going an dhow long until we canleave?
((Yeah, I know. I wasn't replying to your post, in case it seemed like it. It's just that at the time reading you mention Faith made me recall she's somewhere and I decided to post, partially waiting to see if IronyOwl decides to make a vague statement about Faith's current activities.))((You'll get nothing from me. Nothiiiiiiing!))
By Radio: FAITH, we have BIGGER issues than the fire and the nuke now, looks like someone overloaded an amp at the gates! Most of us are retreating up to the higher levels ASAP, but we're not sure if it will make a difference. If you can direct us to a good escape route, now is the time! Also... I think Feyri is down... She fell out of the sky on the second level terrace. Will try to keep you up to date.There is no response.
((Yeah, I know. I wasn't replying to your post, in case it seemed like it. It's just that at the time reading you mention Faith made me recall she's somewhere and I decided to post, partially waiting to see if IronyOwl decides to make a vague statement about Faith's current activities.))((You'll get nothing from me. Nothiiiiiiing!))By Radio: FAITH, we have BIGGER issues than the fire and the nuke now, looks like someone overloaded an amp at the gates! Most of us are retreating up to the higher levels ASAP, but we're not sure if it will make a difference. If you can direct us to a good escape route, now is the time! Also... I think Feyri is down... She fell out of the sky on the second level terrace. Will try to keep you up to date.There is no response.
((Not Faith too D:))((Yeah, I know. I wasn't replying to your post, in case it seemed like it. It's just that at the time reading you mention Faith made me recall she's somewhere and I decided to post, partially waiting to see if IronyOwl decides to make a vague statement about Faith's current activities.))((You'll get nothing from me. Nothiiiiiiing!))By Radio: FAITH, we have BIGGER issues than the fire and the nuke now, looks like someone overloaded an amp at the gates! Most of us are retreating up to the higher levels ASAP, but we're not sure if it will make a difference. If you can direct us to a good escape route, now is the time! Also... I think Feyri is down... She fell out of the sky on the second level terrace. Will try to keep you up to date.There is no response.
(( I don't think she's dead, just not communicating. At least, I *hope* she's not dead, because otherwise we are quite doomed XD ))((Not Faith too D:))((Yeah, I know. I wasn't replying to your post, in case it seemed like it. It's just that at the time reading you mention Faith made me recall she's somewhere and I decided to post, partially waiting to see if IronyOwl decides to make a vague statement about Faith's current activities.))((You'll get nothing from me. Nothiiiiiiing!))By Radio: FAITH, we have BIGGER issues than the fire and the nuke now, looks like someone overloaded an amp at the gates! Most of us are retreating up to the higher levels ASAP, but we're not sure if it will make a difference. If you can direct us to a good escape route, now is the time! Also... I think Feyri is down... She fell out of the sky on the second level terrace. Will try to keep you up to date.There is no response.
((She's probably just frozen. Or having some personal time.))(( I don't think she's dead, just not communicating. At least, I *hope* she's not dead, because otherwise we are quite doomed XD ))((Not Faith too D:))By Radio: FAITH, we have BIGGER issues than the fire and the nuke now, looks like someone overloaded an amp at the gates! Most of us are retreating up to the higher levels ASAP, but we're not sure if it will make a difference. If you can direct us to a good escape route, now is the time! Also... I think Feyri is down... She fell out of the sky on the second level terrace. Will try to keep you up to date.There is no response.
((Okay, so let me guess. The sun god is dead. The messenger is dead. All team members will die very soon in order of proximity to Erik. This is shaping up so well, you guys. Hallelujah.))((Well..it's been a depressing time knowing you all, *sniffle*))
((Oh, Faith used rage mode in a synthflesh body? I would love to see that.((We hope that Faith is using rage-mode. Otherwise, well, it'll just like fighting Erik again. Except with less experienced people. At Ground Zero.))
Through a telescope or video. Not from up close.
So, this is fun.))
"We are going to keep you under observation for a while. During that time you are to report any sort of anomalous thoughts or actions and submit to any testing. During this time please refrain from sexual relations or any other exchange of bodily fluids if you can help it. Is that understood?"
As the majority of the team makes it's way up the third terrace stairs, they hear something. Something very loud and distinct, even amongst the crashing of ice and screaming of citizens and hiss of freezing atmosphere around them.((...Anyone else reminded of a certain Monty Python reference in a certain video game starring worms with an unusual access to less usual weapons?))
Hallelujah!
And then a large chunk of one of the palace's upper level walls explodes outward.
wheraroewegoins/
where art weg oing?
((Bless this thy hand grenade, as with it you may blow your enemies into tiny bits... in thy mercy~As the majority of the team makes it's way up the third terrace stairs, they hear something. Something very loud and distinct, even amongst the crashing of ice and screaming of citizens and hiss of freezing atmosphere around them.((...Anyone else reminded of a certain Monty Python reference in a certain video game starring worms with an unusual access to less usual weapons?))
Hallelujah!
And then a large chunk of one of the palace's upper level walls explodes outward.
((The anomaly is probably consuming energy to power itself. Firing lasers at it would make it grow faster.))
((Not to mention that heating up a small part of supercool material would cause a huge ass explosion when that part suddenly expands. And the possibility of friendly fire. But this is the HMRC. They're not supposed to worry about logic, safety and other silly stuff.
Edit: Although now that I think about it, they have all the tools they need to keep themselves safe if I understand how the laser batteries are supposed to work.))
((ohshi... goddamnIT.))[Uncon:3+1+1]
Run back to the guy who just got his leg made useless, pick him up by the back of the neck with my kinetic glove thing, and then... fuck it if I'm rescuing him he's gonna be useful... Use him as a shield while I abscond.
Quote from: Grate -> EveryoneWhere arewe going an dhow long until we canleave?
Keep running to the palace. Try to find Kitten (remember? The servant person Grate befriended?)
Charles detatches his rifle's scope and magazine. He places the magazine to face the expanding field and the scope next to it, facing the field as well. He continues running. He will detonate it via wristpad when the field is close to it.You leave your explosive magazine behind, ready to detonate it as the effect comes close. And once that works, you plan on stopping the heat death of the universe using a fire cracker.
He radios everyone "I've set up magazine and scope. Access the visual feed via wristpad. If any of you see that the field is rather close to it, detonate the magazine using the wristpad."
Argh! Not now! Please... not now!
Charles's mind is invaded by delusional whispers as his vision explodes with a cascade of arbitrary numbers. He tries to ignore the whispers which chanted, mantra like, welcoming him to "Ground Zero" and indifferently narrating his thoughts and actions actions.
(( Hm... Steve makes me think that maybe this was supposed to take a biiiit longer before things went apeshit, and that Faith was supposed to have time to engage in some espionage and, more importantly, recruit some of us to this task. Cause right now it certainly looks like we've got the entire mission leaning on just Faith to pull it out of the shitter XD ))You run up to the entrance to the palace and start yelling for people to join you. The effect is still coming, but seems to be reaching some point of equilibrium, since it's starting to slow.
I swear these things are out to get me...
Glance at the palace, look for ways into the building. If it looks like the event is still advancing quickly, retreat back to a palace entrance.
If it looks like this position will remain safe for a while, direct people nearby up to the palace and protect the stairs with the manipulator.
(( That won't end poorly ))((Yeah, I know. I wasn't replying to your post, in case it seemed like it. It's just that at the time reading you mention Faith made me recall she's somewhere and I decided to post, partially waiting to see if IronyOwl decides to make a vague statement about Faith's current activities.))((You'll get nothing from me. Nothiiiiiiing!))By Radio: FAITH, we have BIGGER issues than the fire and the nuke now, looks like someone overloaded an amp at the gates! Most of us are retreating up to the higher levels ASAP, but we're not sure if it will make a difference. If you can direct us to a good escape route, now is the time! Also... I think Feyri is down... She fell out of the sky on the second level terrace. Will try to keep you up to date.There is no response.
(( Awesome. You and PW had better come clean after we all die to this :P ))
Continue running, punching all solid matter in the way.You make it up to the palace entrance. Yay.
Continue to run, continue to shield as necessary, continue.Yep, palace entrance.
Charles disables the detonator and retrieves his magazine and scope which he had just laid down, reattaching them to his rifle. He had a feeling he might need it.Never mind for your above turn, I suppose.
Keep running and watching, ready to repeat what I just did. Keep going for the palace as fast as possible.You couldn't carry feryri's body even if you weren't carrying Xan. Lady weighs more then the both of you put together.
If Feyri's body is somewhere along the way to the third terrace, drag it along as long as it isn't too encumbering, or make Xan hold onto it (to keep at least one of my hands free at all times).Watch out for debris from the palace too.
Steve, what happened just now?
And once that works, you plan on stopping the heat death of the universe using a fire cracker.Showing just how little he knows about the heat death of the universe.
What dowe do now?
And once that works, you plan on stopping the heat death of the universe using a fire cracker.Showing just how little he knows about the heat death of the universe.Quote from: Grate -> AllWhat dowe do now?Yeah, yeah, I know heat death doesn't really have anything to do with actual temperature and is more about a lack of free energy that is needed to necessitate work and life and shit. It's a joke, LargeDragonBronze.
(( I'm with Feyri. I think our slim chance of survival just turned into complete and utter doom. ))
...Steve... what was that? Please tell me that wasn't 'the work undone' becoming suddenly and explosively irrelevant... Actually, scratch that, tell me it *was* and then tell us where the shuttle is.
((Actually, if this is really an entropic anomaly, then it really is the heat death of the universe - a localized instance of it, but still. If HDoE happened sharply instead of gradually, this is pretty much what it'd look like, shortly before all matter decomposed into constituent particles, and constituent particles dissolved into their own sub-particles and then into pretty much nothing.))Yeah, yeah, I know heat death doesn't really have anything to do with actual temperature and is more about a lack of free energy that is needed to necessitate work and life and shit. It's a joke, LargeDragonBronze.And once that works, you plan on stopping the heat death of the universe using a fire cracker.Showing just how little he knows about the heat death of the universe.Quote from: Grate -> AllWhat dowe do now?
((Heat Death of the Universe? I live in the South guys. It's always hot here, even in the winter. I think y'all exaggerating a bit with saying the whole universe is going to burn.))
((Entropy is related to the work potential of a system ( don't know if that's the right English word). Heat death means no meaningful work can be achieved.))((This means that heat death happens regularly across millions of managerial offices around the world.))
((Hah! Good one.))((Entropy is related to the work potential of a system ( don't know if that's the right English word). Heat death means no meaningful work can be achieved.))((This means that heat death happens regularly across millions of managerial offices around the world.))
((Isn't it actually when the 2nd Law of Thermodynamics basically says that heat will be about all that's left of anything?))
((I believe you already did so. Guess it was like Charles put it down and then almost immediately picked it up.))Charles disables the detonator and retrieves his magazine and scope which he had just laid down, reattaching them to his rifle. He had a feeling he might need it.Never mind for your above turn, I suppose.
((Thanks, I must of have missed that part when reading the turn.))((I believe you already did so. Guess it was like Charles put it down and then almost immediately picked it up.))Charles disables the detonator and retrieves his magazine and scope which he had just laid down, reattaching them to his rifle. He had a feeling he might need it.Never mind for your above turn, I suppose.
((Entropy is related to the work potential of a system ( don't know if that's the right English word). Heat death means no meaningful work can be achieved.))((Excellent explanation. One issue with it: It needs more self-confidence.))
((Welp. Lost everything.))((Hm?))
((Welp. Lost everything.))((not the most important things. all you've lost is stuff. not your life, your mind/skills, your memories, or your friends.))
((Oh, that everything.((Welp. Lost everything.))((not the most important things. all you've lost is stuff. not your life, your mind/skills, your memories, or your friends.))
((You make me cry sometimes..thanks =) ))((Welp. Lost everything.))((not the most important things. all you've lost is stuff. not your life, your mind/skills, your memories, or your friends.))
Look around for some protection from flying ice shards and take cover, shielding myself/others if necessary.
Once I'm under shelter, fall onto my knees, leaning forwards while cradleing Feyri's head against my chest, eyes closed, and cry.
if someone tries to apply first aid to my injured left arm, limply offer it to them and let them do their thing. beyond that mostly ignore those around me once I'm under shelter.
Stacy quietly sings the ode to Sandy as he's being dragged. He's gonna have to get up those stairs, he thinks.You and your human crutch catch up with the rest of the team.
Get dragged/hobble up the stairs and over to the palace entrance. Make sure to watch the skies and warn the guy carrying me of any hostile ice.
As an idea comes to him, Stacy melodically intones at his brave rescuer.
"Good sir, perhaps you'd prefer not to drag me around and instead just let me hobble along with you? If I get speared by ice, you are likely to not survive, either, not with the suit you've got. Not to mention that speed is more important than shielding in this situation, no?"
Your scout eye is well and truly fucked.(( I'm with Feyri. I think our slim chance of survival just turned into complete and utter doom. ))
...Steve... what was that? Please tell me that wasn't 'the work undone' becoming suddenly and explosively irrelevant... Actually, scratch that, tell me it *was* and then tell us where the shuttle is.
(( Reposting this with my action, since I didn't get a response :P
Note to self, bold chocolate glowy text does not attract PW's attention. Add more bold next time XD ))
White and humanoid... So, either Faith just got violently ejected from the palace, or their sun god just exploded.
Run towards the garden, slowing down a good ways from the white form. Stop approaching when I can identify who it is. (mainly Faith / not Faith)
Check that my scout eye has been well and truly obliterated.
Charles continues running the fuck away way, he cautiously moves to be as far away from the figure as possible while still running away from the expanding field.You continue up to the palace and hide as far from any possible encroaching terror as possible.
You enter the palace and hang around near the entrance. The place looks like it was quite opulent at one point, but it seems like it's been recently stripped of valuables. You don't see anything particularly dangerous; just a big empty hall, looted by the rich and now sheltering whatever survivors managed to make it up this far.
((Are we seeing the humanoid thing?)))
Enter the palace with the rest of the team. Watch out for any movements or anything strange. Get ready to enter BT mode to fight or to evade debris.
Hey everybody, the big mass of cold is coming and something is inside the palace, but we have better chances there. Let's enter the palace and get ready for the fight. Everyone who can fight in the front and the midgets and limbless behind. We better watch out for anything. Can someone look for the white thing that fell out the palace? I think it's Faith or the one we had to protect.
You hide in the palace with Renen and cower in the corner, crying as ice rains down outside.((Welp. Lost everything.))((not the most important things. all you've lost is stuff. not your life, your mind/skills, your memories, or your friends.))
Look around for some protection from flying ice shards and take cover, shielding myself/others if necessary.
Once I'm under shelter, fall onto my knees, leaning forwards while cradleing Feyri's head against my chest, eyes closed, and cry.
if someone tries to apply first aid to my injured left arm, limply offer it to them and let them do their thing. beyond that mostly ignore those around me once I'm under shelter.
"Glory, glory, hallelujah, his soul goes marching on!"((You can help correct Charles's aim since everyone can use his turret via wristpad.))
Clear dat LZ! Or just move away from that dude with the armor. Got no weapons, anyway.
fuckfuckfuckfuck HELP, HOSTILE NON-FAITH WHITE THING! SHOOT IT!Tears still running down the sides of my face, look up and back outside.
fuckfuckfuckfuck HELP, HOSTILE NON-FAITH WHITE THING! SHOOT IT!
Yeah, give stacy a manipulator((You know we're screwed when even the GM starts mocking us. I wonder if PW will even roll or just decide "Fuck it, it's your fault for not listening" and drop the worst possible manipulator miss-use result on us...))
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((I can't believe we're missing an incredible fight. The albino sexbot with the rage punches of doom versus the Sun and his superbaseballbat wielding bodyguards tanks. That's the stuff great comics are made of.))((Unless the other thing was happening, of course. In which case, that's an altogether different sort of comic.
((Damn you both.))Yeah, give stacy a manipulator
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((Wouldn't it be, "Icy no way this can fail?"))
((Anyone have any idea what's going on inside? Cough Irony cough?))((Obviously. :3))
((Can we get log of what happened after the mission's over?))((Anyone have any idea what's going on inside? Cough Irony cough?))((Obviously. :3))
((I forgot to save copies of most of my responses, but I assume I'll be able to share PW's stuff, at least.))((Can we get log of what happened after the mission's over?))((Anyone have any idea what's going on inside? Cough Irony cough?))((Obviously. :3))
((Anyone have any idea what's going on inside? Cough Irony cough?))((Obviously. :3))
((Anyone have any idea what's going on inside? Cough Irony cough?))((Obviously. :3))
As the team scrambles to engage the new adversary, they see something else fall from the upper level of the palace. It streaks down and lands with a thud, raising a cloud of dust and thin ice crystals from the ground.
As the haze clears, the team can make out the form of Faith. She's coated in synthblood, her muscles literally bulging through her skin, and she's carrying a ballistic ceramic Riot shield thats a good foot taller then she is in one hand.
You could swear you hear someone playing a sweet guitar rift in the distance.
Faith has rejoined the party!
((... My headplaylist just cued up Rules of Nature for that. Ermagerd.))((Um (http://youtu.be/0JnpynfwU70?t=2m35s)))
Disengage the cripple dude, draw the Razor. Then sneak around behind the large man while he's distracted by the rest of the party.
Noone notices the beaurocrat.
Slice him open so his spine is bared, then drop the sword and shove my hand into the resulting hole to grip the spine with my awesome kinetic gauntlet thing. then TEAR THE FUCKING THING OUT.
((Now, look at this and tell me it isn't something you'd find in a comic book, anime or hero movie.))((Yeah. :P))
((Firstly, a kinetic amp is the size and shape of a postage stamp. Secondly it will crush and rupture his insides before you get a chance to rip out his spine. Thirdly, it may be a bad idea to engage a melee unit in melee combat while he's getting attacked by eldritch manifestations and shot at with ClF3 rounds...))((Anyone have any idea what's going on inside? Cough Irony cough?))((Obviously. :3))
As the team scrambles to engage the new adversary, they see something else fall from the upper level of the palace. It streaks down and lands with a thud, raising a cloud of dust and thin ice crystals from the ground.
As the haze clears, the team can make out the form of Faith. She's coated in synthblood, her muscles literally bulging through her skin, and she's carrying a ballistic ceramic Riot shield thats a good foot taller then she is in one hand.
You could swear you hear someone playing a sweet guitar rift in the distance.
Faith has rejoined the party!
((... My headplaylist just cued up Rules of Nature for that. Ermagerd.))
Disengage the cripple dude, draw the Razor. Then sneak around behind the large man while he's distracted by the rest of the party.
Noone notices the beaurocrat.
Slice him open so his spine is bared, then drop the sword and shove my hand into the resulting hole to grip the spine with my awesome kinetic gauntlet thing. then TEAR THE FUCKING THING OUT.
((Firstly, a kinetic amp is the size and shape of a postage stamp. Secondly it will crush and rupture his insides before you get a chance to rip out his spine. Thirdly, it may be a bad idea to engage a melee unit in melee combat while he's getting attacked by eldritch manifestations and shot at with ClF3 rounds...))((Anyone have any idea what's going on inside? Cough Irony cough?))((Obviously. :3))
As the team scrambles to engage the new adversary, they see something else fall from the upper level of the palace. It streaks down and lands with a thud, raising a cloud of dust and thin ice crystals from the ground.
As the haze clears, the team can make out the form of Faith. She's coated in synthblood, her muscles literally bulging through her skin, and she's carrying a ballistic ceramic Riot shield thats a good foot taller then she is in one hand.
You could swear you hear someone playing a sweet guitar rift in the distance.
Faith has rejoined the party!
((... My headplaylist just cued up Rules of Nature for that. Ermagerd.))
Disengage the cripple dude, draw the Razor. Then sneak around behind the large man while he's distracted by the rest of the party.
Noone notices the beaurocrat.
Slice him open so his spine is bared, then drop the sword and shove my hand into the resulting hole to grip the spine with my awesome kinetic gauntlet thing. then TEAR THE FUCKING THING OUT.
I don't have an amp/implant thing.((The gauntlet thing is a kinetic amp. It's different than most amps in that it's a fairly straightforward gauntlet-thing and not a magic box sewn into your brain, but it's still called an amp.
I have the gauntlet thing.
((And I think it's the size and shape of a postage stamp rather than a gauntlet...))((The functional bit is, yes. It's located within a convenient gauntlet exterior, though.))
((Ah, I didn't know that...))((And I think it's the size and shape of a postage stamp rather than a gauntlet...))((The functional bit is, yes. It's located within a convenient gauntlet exterior, though.))
(( Come on six! All the six! I want to see this guy get atomized by 3 miniature suns tearing off different parts of his body at once! I'm probably doomed, though. XD ))
(( Come on six! All the six! I want to see this guy get atomized by 3 miniature suns tearing off different parts of his body at once! I'm probably doomed, though. XD ))((you do realize that even if I roll a six, I've got a dynamic bonus that will knock it back down to a five unless the 1/3 chance of me getting a +1 kicks in as well, and even thrn, I'm not trying to immolate a half mile of stairs, so I'm pretty guarenteed to not make a sun.
(( Come on six! All the six! I want to see this guy get atomized by 3 miniature suns tearing off different parts of his body at once! I'm probably doomed, though. XD ))
((If you give me the manipulator I can give you a 6+1...
... really, I'm asking because I really I want that club and figure killing this guy is the best way to get it. That, and I have greater unconventional skillz, inattentiveness notwithstanding.))
(( Yeah, see above. I'm actively being pursued by the target, I have time to frantically smash buttons on my manipulator and pray to the RNG for forgiveness XD ))(( Come on six! All the six! I want to see this guy get atomized by 3 miniature suns tearing off different parts of his body at once! I'm probably doomed, though. XD ))((you do realize that even if I roll a six, I've got a dynamic bonus that will knock it back down to a five unless the 1/3 chance of me getting a +1 kicks in as well, and even thrn, I'm not trying to immolate a half mile of stairs, so I'm pretty guarenteed to not make a sun.
Dynamic bonuses are awesome things. if you think you can afford the time to acquire one, do it.))
((They sound like it. What's a dynamic bonus?))(( Come on six! All the six! I want to see this guy get atomized by 3 miniature suns tearing off different parts of his body at once! I'm probably doomed, though. XD ))((you do realize that even if I roll a six, I've got a dynamic bonus that will knock it back down to a five unless the 1/3 chance of me getting a +1 kicks in as well, and even thrn, I'm not trying to immolate a half mile of stairs, so I'm pretty guarenteed to not make a sun.
Dynamic bonuses are awesome things. if you think you can afford the time to acquire one, do it.))
((They sound like it. What's a dynamic bonus?))
((Now I get why that medieval combat manual cost me 2 tokens..it was for using that sword I had. And I-...And..((They sound like it. What's a dynamic bonus?))
((They are what you get when you think about actions real hard or have a manual handy and take your time - they're called dynamic because, if you roll an otherwise unmodified 1-4, they act as a +1. If you roll a 5, they don't do anything at all. If you roll a 6, they act as a -1. This is why they are coveted.))
Hostile.. definitely a hostile...
Charles deploys his turret and gets behind cover, remotely firing on the figure via wristpad. If the figure attacks his turret, he'll detonate the magazine at close range. He also arms his other magazine. Just in case.
He radios everyone "The turret is set up, you can aim it and fire at him if I'm incapcitated, or if my aim's off you can correct it. If he attacks it, press the detonate button to unload everything into him..."
"Glory, glory, hallelujah, his soul goes marching on!"You lay down and then roll into a nearby bush (http://gifrific.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/08/no-words-homer-into-brush.gif).
Clear dat LZ! Or just move away from that dude with the armor. Got no weapons, anyway.
fuckfuckfuckfuck HELP, HOSTILE NON-FAITH WHITE THING! SHOOT IT![uncon: 3]
Run towards the rest of the team! Try to heat a small sphere centered on the hand holding the club while I run!
[dex:2]((Anyone have any idea what's going on inside? Cough Irony cough?))((Obviously. :3))
As the team scrambles to engage the new adversary, they see something else fall from the upper level of the palace. It streaks down and lands with a thud, raising a cloud of dust and thin ice crystals from the ground.
As the haze clears, the team can make out the form of Faith. She's coated in synthblood, her muscles literally bulging through her skin, and she's carrying a ballistic ceramic Riot shield thats a good foot taller then she is in one hand.
You could swear you hear someone playing a sweet guitar rift in the distance.
Faith has rejoined the party!
((... My headplaylist just cued up Rules of Nature for that. Ermagerd.))
Disengage the cripple dude, draw the Razor. Then sneak around behind the large man while he's distracted by the rest of the party.
Noone notices the beaurocrat.
Slice him open so his spine is bared, then drop the sword and shove my hand into the resulting hole to grip the spine with my awesome kinetic gauntlet thing. then TEAR THE FUCKING THING OUT.
((... My headplaylist just cued up Rules of Nature for that. Ermagerd.))((Um (http://youtu.be/0JnpynfwU70?t=2m35s)))
Disengage the cripple dude, draw the Razor. Then sneak around behind the large man while he's distracted by the rest of the party.
Noone notices the beaurocrat.
Slice him open so his spine is bared, then drop the sword and shove my hand into the resulting hole to grip the spine with my awesome kinetic gauntlet thing. then TEAR THE FUCKING THING OUT.((Now, look at this and tell me it isn't something you'd find in a comic book, anime or hero movie.))((Yeah. :P))
"Sorry about that."
Catch up to the new arrival, trying to stay behind him.
When fairly close but not dangerously so, use my manipulator to try to cut his head off with a foot-wide pane of excessive heat at his neck.
Generate a whisper-thin disc of extreme heat at the clubber's shoulder-height, wide enough to reach his shoulder-joints, having finished taking my time preparing for the attemptYou return to crying.
once the threat is eliminated, allow myself to collapse next to the doorway, and return to crying.
You don't have to wait long
Help clearing the LZ if possible, stay away from the armored person's melee range, use BT if necessary. Wait for the shuttle.
"It seems like we just met the radiant one. Kill it already."
((You could have just taken Feyri's equipment. Unless it's stored in her hammerspace. The doctor can probably make her a terminator again, so the suit and body isn't really necessary.))((str 0, running from rapidly advancing icewall of death, being shotgunned with lethal ice shards. I got the one thing that really mattered and got out of there))
((Yeah, I know, I'm not blaming you. You probably did better than I would have. Just trying to think of how things could have gone better. I'm the kind of guy who would be perfect for saving the world after it has already been destroyed.))
((Aren't we supposed to move the shuttle first?))((Don't think so. He said to push it into the palace, not park it at the palace and then carry it the rest of the way.))
Push shuttle into the palace.((What?))
((Check the username.))
>You see that thing in the shuttle? Push it into the palace.
>You see that thing in the shuttle? Push it into the palace.
Do the Right Thing.((How is that better? Coming from May.))
((Check the username.))((You're learning.))
Do the Right Thing.((How is that better? Coming from May.))
((I'd like you to use better wording next time. Midget isn't coming off well.))
Verify if the two midgets are in the shuttle with Feyri's head. If not, force them in. Put Xan in there too. Help to put the bomb where Steve asked. Then rush to the Shuttle.
((I think it's fine. They are midgets after all compared to Renen.))((I'd like you to use better wording next time. Midget isn't coming off well.))
Verify if the two midgets are in the shuttle with Feyri's head. If not, force them in. Put Xan in there too. Help to put the bomb where Steve asked. Then rush to the Shuttle.
((if we're going to be calling Lyra names, then I'd prefer the "Elf" comment from earlier rather than "midget", but what your character views her as is up to you.))((I'd like you to use better wording next time. Midget isn't coming off well.))
Verify if the two midgets are in the shuttle with Feyri's head. If not, force them in. Put Xan in there too. Help to put the bomb where Steve asked. Then rush to the Shuttle.
"Oh, would you like to swing on a star? Carry moonbeams home in a jar..."
Fetch the amp-studded club if it's still around and nobody else stakes a claim on it. Then help push the device into the palace if they aren't doing too well on that front and they really have to rely on handicapped labor.
"Sorry about that ma'am, I'm inexperienced with firearms in general..."The man has no identification, and Stacy stole his club. Beyond that, he doesn't have much of value on him other then his armor; which is damaged and incomplete, thanks to faith.
Charles silently curses those damned hallucination interfering with his shot before flicking the safety back on.
Charles takes back his rifle and gets ready to provide (hopefully non-teamkilly) fire support to the people pushing the device. He also checks the body for anything of value as well as any identification.
"Well," Faith said, glancing at the damage to her shield, "at least now I know they're not that great."You help push the bomb into the palace and then run back up stairs, shove the other guard's body out of the top floor and drag both of them back to the shuttle, your team mates picking at the corpses the whole way.
Stow shield in shuttle, help push device into the palace.
Drag whatever's left of both guards and their equipment to the shuttle. If I can't manage the whole guard's weight, see if I can at least pry his armor off.((Aren't we supposed to move the shuttle first?))((Don't think so. He said to push it into the palace, not park it at the palace and then carry it the rest of the way.))
Milno idly wonders whether the mission - or at least its first part - will be as calm as the simulation was. With some luck, shit would only hit the fan after they had already disabled the junction.Milno leads, Simus and Faith in lock step behind him. The sim was structurally accurate, but it could capture the feeling of walking across that bridge. The fear of being out of an armored cocoon, a youthful swell of pride, an unshakeable feeling of being a badass, walking down the center of this bridge with a nuclear weapon tucked under his arm. It didn't capture the massive, martian red desert that was Hephaestus, surface still not recovered from when all those communes launched over a millennial ago and scorched dozens of square miles at a time. Or the cold winds carrying the methane and ozone smell of a planet encompassing industrial complex. It didn't capture the hundreds of people walking that bridge or the sheer size and sphincter tightening heights of the landing center. And it certainly didn't capture how the sods looked.
Advance to the base, show work papers if asked to.
"Oh, just tools." Milno answers as takes a look at the box he's carrying, hoping Simus gets the catch to open and show her toolbox if they don't seem convinced since she's the only one with actual tools. He, on the other hand, raises his toolbox a little as if testing for weight. "Afraid mine's a little dry, though."
Talking, move on through the same path as in the simulation if they are convinced.
Simus opens her toolbox and shows the contents to the Sod if they ask to see. Move on if allowed.The Sod stares into your boxes with a dim sort of understanding and you can see the gears grinding inside his thick skull. His jaw muscles clench and unclench as he thinks. Eventually, he nods quickly.
Not much else we would be carrying, we have to bring our tools with us somehow.
Milno simply nods, walking forward and into the base.Joker team passes through the door and into the base proper. It's structurally similar to the simulation, but there are several differences, the most worrying of which being the rather massive amount of civilian foot traffic and several small groups of sods walking about in stiff, absolute, patrol lines. Milno leads his team down the hall, shouldering their way through the crowd until they reach the maintenance door he remembers. It's locked, of course, so milno digs a forged ID badge out of his pocket and swipes it. It takes 3 swipes before the light on the scanner blinks green and the door slides open, nearly soundless against the noise of the crowd behind them. The team slips inside and shuts the door behind them; the bustle and noise of the crowd becomes dull and distant through the wall, replaced with a faint electric hum and a smell of old oil and sweat.
Onwards and to the same passage taking to the maintenance area as in the simulation.
((That is one hell of an accent.))Space travel and lots of time for mixing of different peoples leads to a wonderful cultural diversity and a glut of people you can't understand because they talk funny.
The sim was structurally accurate, but it could capture the feeling of walking across that bridge...((Bleated tyop alret.))
The Sod stares into your boxes with a dim sort of understanding and you can see the gears grinding inside his thick skull. His jaw muscles clench and unclench as he thinks. Eventually, he nods quickly.((I'm guessing that a Sod Space Program would make Kerbals proud of theirs?))
"Ok. Boxes Ok. Go door."
((Time for a Space Sphere quote? Or maybe a simulated conversation between the Space and Adventure Spheres?))((That is one hell of an accent.))Space travel and lots of time for mixing of different peoples leads to a wonderful cultural diversity and a glut of people you can't understand because they talk funny.
"Technical-minded people, now it is your time to shine."Back on the ship, Grate has a vague feeling of not being needed.
Milno, the bomb, if you please? Faith, go thermal, I'll go X-ray.((Milno left the toolbox with the bomb by the large metal box.))
((How big is the room with the junction box, by the way? Originally I thought we'd weld it from the inside and wait.))It's about the size of a handicap toilet stall or an office cubicle, so big enough for you all to fit inside, but not exactly spacious.
Faith, go thermal, I'll go X-ray.[Aux:1]
Once Faith is out of the junction alcove, weld the room shut from the outside. Swap to X-Ray vision, take a silenced pistol from Faith's box, and scan for any incoming personnel.
((So Faith and Simus make out- when person stops to stare, Milno clonks them with a wrench?))
Quietly to the others:You unzip your overalls a bit, tuck the pistol in and then zip them back up. You try to look non-nonchalant, like you're not part of a secret sabotage unit thats infiltrated this base.
Incoming, 30 seconds. They're alone, probably a technician. Holster your arms, we can probably bluff this long enough to surround them.
Hide the silenced pistol under the work clothes, await arrival.
((Three options come to mind and they are:))You hide your weapon inside your overalls and look around. The room the box was in was pretty much the only real hiding place anywhere near here. This is basically just a long, concrete hall; one end eventually turns and leads up toward where the intruder is coming from. The other leads away for a good long time before turning. Nowhere to hide and even making a break for the other end of the tunnel, it's questionable if you could make it there before this mystery person did. And you'd make a hell of a racket running like that...You don't see any way out of this...
"We could try to bluff our way past this. Second option is we try to hide somewhere close instead so confrontation only happens if the welded door is found out and the last one is we stage a kissing and groping scene between two of us so we discourage them from coming any closer."
"Let's look for a place to hide." Milno says quietly and hurriedly as he tries to find any nearby hiding spot in the map he memorized.
Hide weapon, search for a nearby place to hide in, drag teammates along.
((Knowing whether we are supposed to be here is a thing we should have done before. If it's the jamaican-irish accent man, then conflict can be avoided if he sees some synth-on-synth action.Yes.
Edit: Before act:
@GM: Does the work order indicate that one junction as our objective?))
((Never said it had to be this turn.))
((And now that you've decided on your approach for this turn, I can finally tell you what I would have done: Tell the guy something along the lines of "Hey, come take a look at this! Someone has sealed that door. Any idea why would anyone do that?" which has three advantages: it makes him come to you, it makes him look away from you, it requires much less talking which means much less chances to slip up and say something that will blow your cover or make hims suspicious and it may provide you with knowledge of what the base personnel know or might be thinking/suspecting right now.((Keep in mind that Steve said that he had let a lot of surviving inmates join his crew...))
Then again, if you did that, we wouldn't have this beautiful RP regarding Milno's ability to get to Faith's and Simus' pants and synthetic ladyparts. Let's hope the Armory Master doesn't get jealous...
Speaking of the Armory Master, the revelation about what happens when you decide to leave the HMRC after you've completed ten missions really puts her interest in Milno staying with the HMRC into new light. She wasn't trying to keep him close to her (only) for her own selfish reasons. She was (also) trying to save his life.))
((And now that you've decided on your approach for this turn, I can finally tell you what I would have done: Tell the guy something along the lines of "Hey, come take a look at this! Someone has sealed that door. Any idea why would anyone do that?" which has three advantages: it makes him come to you, it makes him look away from you, it requires much less talking which means much less chances to slip up and say something that will blow your cover or make hims suspicious and it may provide you with knowledge of what the base personnel know or might be thinking/suspecting right now.))
((Then again, if you did that, we wouldn't have this beautiful RP regarding Milno's ability to get to Faith's and Simus' pants and synthetic ladyparts. Let's hope the Armory Master doesn't get jealous...))
((We could keep taking it easy until taking him down is needed. Like if we hear the sound of more people coming our way.))The man shrugs and sits down, back against the wall. "It's what I was planning to do. It will probably be back up soon anyways. Higherups can't afford to screw around to much, what with...well, you know. You got a smoke?"
"Guess we could just sit down and rest for a while, then." Milno says, resting his back on the corridor's wall and stretching his arms, avoiding the most dangerous-looking bits. "It's not like anyone will come search for us swinging an ax anyway."
Talk.
((Yeah, welding torch ≠ cutting torch, we might have to be a bit creative in reopening the door.))You realize you should probably stop drawing attention to the door because, with your synthflesh strength, you could pretty easily rip the damn thing open with your bare hands.
Simus rummages around in her toolbox a bit.
Damnit, they didn't give me a torch, dickköpfigen people. And something tells me trying to force it will be an exercise in futility...
She looks over at Milno.
Good news for you then, 'cause we don't have a way of doing the job we were sent for anyways.
Examine exactly how futile trying to force the door would be.
((Uh oh. I hope the "you know" means handling the resupplying of the ship and not some magister visiting with his contingent of 100 deadly bodyguards or an 100 alien monsters running amok in the base.))((Or perhaps "the whole damn UWM army mobilizing against a new Altered threat and passing through here". With our luck, I wouldn't rule it out.))
The man shrugs and sits down, back against the wall. "It's what I was planning to do. It will probably be back up soon anyways. Higherups can't afford to screw around to much, what with...well, you know. You got a smoke?"
((Uh oh. I hope the "you know" means handling the resupplying of the ship and not some magister visiting with his contingent of 100 deadly bodyguards or an 100 alien monsters running amok in the base.))((Or perhaps "the whole damn UWM army mobilizing against a new Altered threat and passing through here". With our luck, I wouldn't rule it out.))
I lost my smokes when I lost my ability to smoke them.
Swap through vision modes, see if there's any that will allow me to see incoming personnel before they're in sight range of a MkI Eyeball.
Milno pretends to pat over his uniform in search of something, avoiding the general area he hid the pistol in. "Don't have any, sorry. Any of you ladies?" he asks, glancing at Faith and Simus before turning his attention back to sandwich man. "Guess having power can be a bitch sometimes. What good is it being able to order people around if shit falls over your shoulders, heh?"The man shrugs. "I guess. I think I'd prefer sitting all nice and comfy up on the control deck then slogging around down here, even if I had to take care of a bunch of lazy bastards like us."
Keep talking.
((Does Simus still have those bluesmokes? If the guy doesn't let slip out whatever he made a mention of, we might need to try and subtly take it out of him to make sure it isn't anything too important.))
((If by "indent' " he means indentured servant then I wonder what could lead a man to become a servant of the UWM. A way to repay debt or taxes he can't afford to pay? A softer alternative to the HMRC , a way for criminals to be punished? Was he rented to the UWM by a megacorp? Is it a way to pay off the costs of the trip, the cost of his migration to Hephaestus? It would give us an insight to the UWM society and its people.))((Aka GIVE US FLUFF PIECEWISE! IT HAS BEEN REQUESTED! GIVE US MORE FLUFF THEN ALL THE KITTENS IN KITTENOPOLIS SHED IN A YEAR!))
((If by "indent' " he means indentured servant then I wonder what could lead a man to become a servant of the UWM. A way to repay debt or taxes he can't afford to pay? A softer alternative to the HMRC , a way for criminals to be punished? Was he rented to the UWM by a megacorp? Is it a way to pay off the costs of the trip, the cost of his migration to Hephaestus? It would give us an insight to the UWM society and its people.))Well, even with the ability to jump around to certain areas in the galaxy, space travel is still extremely expensive and time consuming. Even when you shave off a large section of it, it can cost hundreds of thousands of dollars per passenger and take more then a decade. As such, it's not uncommon to become an indentured servant, either to the government or a private corporation in return for being transported somewhere. Usually this means that you take a cargo ship to a out of the way place like Hephaestus, work for 3-5 or more years and then get transported to your final destination. Companies love it, since it basically gives them free labor for allowing someone to stow aboard a cargo flight that was already going to go to those two places anyways. And workers use it because it means not having to pay hundreds of thousands of dollars to get a dedicated transport from A to B.
((Back, sorry about the disappearance. Hectic weekends mixed with trying to recharge batteries. I'll assume Milno already knew about the indent system. Even if he wasn't aware, the answer is generic enough and it was what I was going for before being informed OOC.))"This is my homeworld." The man says, "One of the few guys actually born and living around here. So what do you think of my homeworld" He smiles.
"Yeah." Milno answers, rubbing the back of his neck. "You know, how was your home world?"
Ask.
"Full of metal, eh? Suppose your childhood wasn't anything too exciting. So, how were you born here and how's living in this place for your entire life? And how about these times?" Milno asks, continuing to make small talk with the man."Ah, can't complain. I've got a place that overlooks the electro-inscribing baths. Ever seen a tank the size of a lake filled with conducting fluid arc like a plasma ball at night? I'd take that over the night sky anytime. And growing up here isn't any different from anywhere else, I guess. Different scenery, more Tetanus."
Continue to talk to the man with the strange accent.
((We need to know what that thing is. It is an important piece of information and we may need to send one of us back to Steve to report whatever it was that thing the man made a passing mention of.))"Eh, you know. Finally having to do a full days work rather then laze about in the tunnels isn't so bad. Besides, it's almost all done."
"How're you dealing with the workload, by the way? Not sure if mine grew more than the other workers' or if I'm just too lazy."
Talk.
((I wonder, would the robot bodies be able to transmit messages without speaking or typing? It would make sense for us to be able to, but I thought it might be a good idea to ask before assuming.))((I'd imagine they can. Simus was sans suit in the planetoid mission, and was using the radio just fine when she was outside the base.))
((I wonder, would the robot bodies be able to transmit messages without speaking or typing? It would make sense for us to be able to, but I thought it might be a good idea to ask before assuming.))((I'd imagine they can. Simus was sans suit in the planetoid mission, and was using the radio just fine when she was outside the base.))
((OK, JUST now found this and gotta say, WHAT THE HELL TCM?((By the way, you know what would be a "funny" way to deal with the rebellion?
Offer the topless women to the people. They will rape them, and then hopefully disperse.
And this is actually not a rape joke. That's actually happened in history, with the Bible, book of Prophets being the prime example. Just something to consider. Except that so many people will probably be offended by it, that it's probably not really practical on this forum.))
((Or they might, you know, not rape them. They have hoes in the city after all.
You know would be funny? If your character got raped. I'm not saying that out of malice. Hell, I'm not saying it should/would happen anyways. But if it did, it would be fucking funny.
Better yet, BFEL's Stephen Hawking. That's funny just thinking about it.
Disclaimer: Rape is not funny. ))
((And BFEL isn't the person who made the original rape comment. And backing something up by saying "It happened in the Bible!" is dumb. Lot giving the mob his daughters is hardly the worst thing in the "Good Book".))((No shit, I mean from an objective standpoint that book portrays God as Hitler with superpowers. I have no idea why people willingly worship that. Just no fucking idea.
((I wonder, would the robot bodies be able to transmit messages without speaking or typing? It would make sense for us to be able to, but I thought it might be a good idea to ask before assuming.))You can brain transmit text.
((I get the feeling this guy will start coughing up usable information the moment the subject of said intell is shooting at us.))Don't blame poor Rasta O'malley for not dishing out information. No one is asking him about it!
((Well, you can't blame them for not asking. It's not like they're 3 armed synthflesh/sharkmist supersoldiers stuck in a desolate maintenance hallway along with a puny human maintenance person with no radio or weapons that might hold vital information about our mission.))
((Well, you can't blame them for not asking. It's not like they're 3 armed synthflesh/sharkmist supersoldiers stuck in a desolate maintenance hallway along with a puny human maintenance person with no radio or weapons that might hold vital information about our mission.))((It's not like we're actually trying for once to be subtle and avoid blowing our cover so soon and the only person actually posting happens to be me. It's not like we're in a stealth mission and he's an innocent we should avoid killing.))
Steve, can we get a status update? Also, we've got some potentially important information to pass on to you if Milno can bluff it out of a set of prying civilian eyes he decided to let hang around.
((Well, you can't blame them for not asking. It's not like they're 3 armed synthflesh/sharkmist supersoldiers stuck in a desolate maintenance hallway along with a puny human maintenance person with no radio or weapons that might hold vital information about our mission.))((It's not like we're actually trying for once to be subtle and avoid blowing our cover so soon and the only person actually posting happens to be me. It's not like we're in a stealth mission and he's an innocent we should avoid killing.))
Milno rubs the back of his head like he was suddenly ashamed of something. "You know, about the thing that got the higher-ups shaken and people've talking about. I think I was too drunk the last few times people tried to explain to me and the girls" the young man uses his head to point towards Faith and Simus. "Won't repeat it even if I promise to hook em up with someone nice. Could you give me a rundown?"
Talk, obtain answer.
((Sorry about the delay, by the way. :P))
((Simus isn't doing much because, in-character, she doesn't know what to do, at least with regards to keeping the prying eyes company.))You begin text broadcasting everything the man tells Milno to steve.
If it can be made securely, Simus messages Steve, thanking the body she's in that she needs not type nor speak aloud to do so. To everyone else, she continues to blend in with the wall.Quote from: To: SteveSteve, can we get a status update? Also, we've got some potentially important information to pass on to you if Milno can bluff it out of a set of prying civilian eyes he decided to let hang around.
((Yeah! The only kind of enemy that ever caused the current HMRC to (completely) fail a mission and now there are lots of them.((Which enemy and how did this happen?))
You know what that means? It's payback time!))
((Yeah! The only kind of enemy that ever caused the current HMRC to (completely) fail a mission and now there are lots of them.((That is good. Though people would try to kill them for fun anyway.))
You know what that means? It's payback time!))
If we're going after an Urban Executor or Shadow Walker, then I at least want to know everything I can about them. Especially the Shadow Walker if it's packing nuclear arms.
Info on Blackships wouldn't hurt either, even if it's not our objective.
((I confirmed with piecewise that Milno was able to receive that info.))
"Yeah, I know. It's that thing I forgot again, eh?" Milno answers, gesturing for Faith to follow and picking up his toolbox. "Sorry, man. Something that is kind of my duty, it kind of calls." he says humorously to Rasta O'malley before following Simus.
Excuse myself from the conversation after listening to the answer to the next question posed and begin to move to the top of the building, using maintenance routes.
((Also, I considered disabling Rasta somehow, but the "They won't see you as a threat as long as you maintain your cover." part made me think the risk to blow our cover might actually be higher rather than lower, specially because he isn't a direct threat and we still have to minimize casualties. What do you think?))
((I'd say that Milno is without radio, being in disguise as he is. Faith and me are our only comms with the Sword, I would think.Milno and Simus go hide behind the nearest corner while their unwitting companion makes suggestive comments.
Also, the civvie mentioned that the higher-ups were worried if anything went wrong. How much would you bet that, as of our actions, the higher-up are dead?))
Simus, after Steve finishes giving new orders, taps Milno on the shoulder.
I need to speak with you. Without being overheard. Now.Quote from: To: SteveIf we're going after an Urban Executor or Shadow Walker, then I at least want to know everything I can about them. Especially the Shadow Walker if it's packing nuclear arms.
Info on Blackships wouldn't hurt either, even if it's not our objective.
Have Milno follow me a ways away and around a corner from our prying eyes.
((I confirmed with piecewise that Milno was able to receive that info.))
((I confirmed with piecewise that Milno was able to receive that info.))
((Pyro, Your turn is kind of redundant.))
((And BFEL isn't the person who made the original rape comment. And backing something up by saying "It happened in the Bible!" is dumb. Lot giving the mob his daughters is hardly the worst thing in the "Good Book".))((No shit, I mean from an objective standpoint that book portrays God as Hitler with superpowers. I have no idea why people willingly worship that. Just no fucking idea.
Also the joke was that I wasn't upset about the implied/suggested rape of my character, but that my characters name wasn't written in caps :P))
((No shit, I mean from an objective standpoint that book portrays God as Hitler with superpowers. I have no idea why people willingly worship that. Just no fucking idea.((Hitler didn't put a tree in Berlin that turned people into...some group Nazis hated and I'm unaware of which would be the least nonsensical to have turned into via fruit-based means...and then hire a great salesman to convince everyone to eat it.))
-Redundant material removed-I believe you all need to still post a turn action...
(Sorry, is this not Einsteinian Roulette? Did I make a wrong turn into a religious circle jerk thread?)I dunno, is Lars around? I mean, if steve wasn't a genderless synthflesh, I'd probably be hard to keep lars off him.
((I just love how wrong people get details in the Bible and make it seem like it makes perfect sense to quote it as a support to their argument >_> Which means no, Thearpox. You have your context wrong.((He was referring to when Lot gave the mob his daughters instead of the angels, right?
Too risky. He knows that we are here, even if our cover, to him, isn't broken yet. If he tells anyone, even involuntarily, our cover is broken wide-open, since it'll place us here at the exact moment of the main communication shut-off, and they will know that section has the communications hub. At the least, we need to knock him out and seclude him, but blasting his brain would be a more reliable solution, leaving nothing to be read by anyone who would think to attempt so. But that would be a messy solution if we do it wrong.
Your decision, but we can't just leave him.
[Read the bloody context.]((I just love how wrong people get details in the Bible and make it seem like it makes perfect sense to quote it as a support to their argument >_> Which means no, Thearpox. You have your context wrong.((He was referring to when Lot gave the mob his daughters instead of the angels, right?
In that situation, I would have informed the angels about the mob and pointed out that there would probably not be any good people in that mob and, if they agreed, give the mob the angels so they could get what they deserved.))
Hi there buddy! Long time no chat!
Anyway I just have to say this out as a clarification.
Anyone in your group that has been with you, physically, is to be trusted. Anyone out of your group - you should try to announce a trick query or something to ensure that said person knows who and what to completely answer.
Erm, like the different nations at war back in the ancient 18th or so century? They had pronunciation word codes on what to say because the opposing language had a certain accent when saying those words.
Such a passcode, or accent code, system would doubtlessly be of use except for one fact: To be effective, it would need to be disseminated among all teams and members, particularly Diamond Heart. With the fact that we are facing an opponent with the ability to read minds, not to mention control or influence them, such a passcode would be inherently unsafe, if the Urban Executors and potential Shadow Walker (our target) were to learn of it and as they would be able to replicate it.
As of now, our best security is remaining incognito, only breaking it if we are sure to be killing the Shadow Walker. With luck, we should not be meeting anyone outside of our team, and if we were to, we should act as the other civilians do. Attempting a passcode would destroy our cover immediately.
[Read the bloody context.]((I just love how wrong people get details in the Bible and make it seem like it makes perfect sense to quote it as a support to their argument >_> Which means no, Thearpox. You have your context wrong.((He was referring to when Lot gave the mob his daughters instead of the angels, right?
In that situation, I would have informed the angels about the mob and pointed out that there would probably not be any good people in that mob and, if they agreed, give the mob the angels so they could get what they deserved.))
Two angels came to Sodom (looking like men), and when Lot saw them, he invited((Context read. Positive conclusion not reached. Tiruin likely irritated.
them to spend the night at his house. They refused at first, saying they would spend
the night in the town square, but when Lot insisted, they went. Once they arrived,
the men of Sodom surrounded Lot's house and demanded that Lot send the angels out so
that they could have sex with them. Lot refused, but instead offered to give them
his virgin daughters to have sex with. They would not accept Lot's offer, and began
to break the door down. The angels then pulled Lot inside and struck the crowd with
blindness.
QuoteToo risky. He knows that we are here, even if our cover, to him, isn't broken yet. If he tells anyone, even involuntarily, our cover is broken wide-open, since it'll place us here at the exact moment of the main communication shut-off, and they will know that section has the communications hub. At the least, we need to knock him out and seclude him, but blasting his brain would be a more reliable solution, leaving nothing to be read by anyone who would think to attempt so. But that would be a messy solution if we do it wrong.
Your decision, but we can't just leave him.
I believe just convincing him to go somewhere else could be less dangerous. I doubt the Executors are going to read the minds of everyone they see - especially of the drunk harmless man - but in turn leaving his brains or body splattered all over somewhere seems to smell of even bigger trouble. One of you synth-fleshies could snap his neck to prevent any bloodshed and dispose of the body somewhere where they won't trace it to our activities.
(Why are you still talking about this, GWG? Did you not get the hint? I'll say it plainly: this is the Einsteinian Roulette thread. We talk about Einsteinian Roulette here. If you want to talk about your beliefs, take it to PMs or another thread.)((Tiruin asked me to read the context here; I posted the context here. Simple as that. It's where (s?)he posted, it's a place (s?)he will definitely be willing and able to respond to it.
((Indeed. Religion is the most contentious subject on the entire Bay12 forums, and you decide to pursue it here? I've forgotten who put that stupid idea here in the first place, but I'm entirely unimpressed. Leave it be already. And Tiruin has her gender on her profile. Regardless on what you believe it to be, it's generally respectful to either refer to people on forums as what they're placed as, or just using their name instead of gender-specific pronouns.))
((Sorry. I had posted for us to begin moving towards the roof and forgot to re-post it after we were stopped for an exposition moment. That and my weekends seem to suck these days, specially when I'm dragged off to places.))Alright so you-
Milno uses his head to first point back at Rasta's general direction around the corner before shaking his head and nodding upwards, the meaning very clear: Leave the drunkard behind and let's get moving.
Follow Steve's orders and begin herding the group to the roof unless some objection is made.
Simus shakes her head, and mind-messages whatever form of communication Milno has:Never mind.QuoteToo risky. He knows that we are here, even if our cover, to him, isn't broken yet. If he tells anyone, even involuntarily, our cover is broken wide-open, since it'll place us here at the exact moment of the main communication shut-off, and they will know that section has the communications hub. At the least, we need to knock him out and seclude him, but blasting his brain would be a more reliable solution, leaving nothing to be read by anyone who would think to attempt so. But that would be a messy solution if we do it wrong.
Your decision, but we can't just leave him.
Object.
Alright friends. Next person who starts discussing any religion beyond my silly made up ones is going to be put on clean up duty in the infirmary. In the back of the infirmary. Where they clean up with flamethrowers and have a 67% mortality rate.((What are they cleaning up in there?))
((PyroDesu: the next time you want to object, please at least continue the conversation or post an action so we can move on.))
QuoteToo risky. He knows that we are here, even if our cover, to him, isn't broken yet. If he tells anyone, even involuntarily, our cover is broken wide-open, since it'll place us here at the exact moment of the main communication shut-off, and they will know that section has the communications hub. At the least, we need to knock him out and seclude him, but blasting his brain would be a more reliable solution, leaving nothing to be read by anyone who would think to attempt so. But that would be a messy solution if we do it wrong.
Your decision, but we can't just leave him.Quote from: MilnoI believe just convincing him to go somewhere else could be less dangerous. I doubt the Executors are going to read the minds of everyone they see - especially of the drunk harmless man - but in turn leaving his brains or body splattered all over somewhere seems to smell of even bigger trouble. One of you synth-fleshies could snap his neck to prevent any bloodshed and dispose of the body somewhere where they won't trace it to our activities.
I advocate killing him as a final solution - and we should destroy the brain to be sure, regardless of method.
Anyways, leaving anyone anywhere around here could arouse suspicion - the Shadow Walker and Executors will likely know that this area has the central comms hub for the facility and anyone here or near here is likely to get read. And convincing him to leave is uncertain. Best case for getting him out of here without harm is to bring him with us, which I would agree to but it is still dangerous if we get asked about our whereabouts for the past while and he talks. That would get us, or him, read for certain.
QuoteI advocate killing him as a final solution - and we should destroy the brain to be sure, regardless of method.
Anyways, leaving anyone anywhere around here could arouse suspicion - the Shadow Walker and Executors will likely know that this area has the central comms hub for the facility and anyone here or near here is likely to get read. And convincing him to leave is uncertain. Best case for getting him out of here without harm is to bring him with us, which I would agree to but it is still dangerous if we get asked about our whereabouts for the past while and he talks. That would get us, or him, read for certain.
You seem to be going off the assumption he's the only thing that would give us away. We'll be compromised sooner or later when we begin hunting and taking down the Executors.
Good thing that we're not targeting the Executors first. We're going after the Shadow Walker. And, even if we succeed, killing him will almost certainly blow our cover, but that doesn't mean we shouldn't do our best to maintain the cover until then.
QuoteGood thing that we're not targeting the Executors first. We're going after the Shadow Walker. And, even if we succeed, killing him will almost certainly blow our cover, but that doesn't mean we shouldn't do our best to maintain the cover until then.
I have few compunctions about killing people. I do, however, like to follow the mission's directives, and those include minimizing civilian casualties. He is not an immediate threat and if this is handled correctly, he'll never be one.
Were you not paying attention when I said, 'final solution'?
Safer, yes, but it is a last resort, as I have said already.
QuoteWere you not paying attention when I said, 'final solution'?
Safer, yes, but it is a last resort, as I have said already.
You seemed - and still seem - a bit too eager to enact your final solution. Thoughts understood and taken in consideration; we will now move on with the task given to us.
((PyroDesu: the next time you want to object, please at least continue the conversation or post an action so we can move on.))
Milno facepalms for some reason. This is getting quite ridiculous. "Hey, dude. Let's talk a walk around, don't wanna stay sitting here until my ass gets flat."
Get back there, call Rasta O'Malley to come take a walk with us, drag Faith along. Begin moving towards the roof.
Ignoring "Danger" signs is just the kind of thing only action movie heroes and idiots do. Thankfully, their team isn't composed of any of those.
Hit the conveyor system.
((Appropriate Robot Factory Music (http://youtu.be/J1t8XsVFxL0)))((Sure (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QQceqHynii0)
Milno walks towards the control panel and stops for a moment, giving Faith and Simus one of those "Do your magic" looks.
Use Zombie Faith to figure out the correct controls - have her stare blindly at the panels for a while to get a dynamic bonus.
After examining the panels with Zombie!Faith, assist her with getting control.I'm just gonna give you that dynamic bonus right now because of my unexpected vacation.
So Simus and Faith, who has Milno's hand up her...((...shoulder, guiding her movements in an absolutely nonsexual way.))
Slow/stop the bots, raise the rails above the bridge level, and extend the bridge.
Slow/stop the bots, raise the rails above the bridge level, and extend the bridge.
The Bridge extends out and connects to the other side of the path as the over head rails ratchet themselves up and the bots slow to a crawl, creating quite a traffic jam behind them. The team crosses over and continues on their way. For the most part it's a simple walk, Milno in the lead, stopping every now and again to do the "I have no memory of this place" line before Simus shoves him and they continue on. Finally, they come to what appears to be a large pipe with a door set into it. There's a big spray painted label on the pipe reading "LADDER 3".So Simus and Faith, who has Milno's hand up her...((...shoulder, guiding her movements in an absolutely nonsexual way.))Slow/stop the bots, raise the rails above the bridge level, and extend the bridge.
Have Zombie Faith help Simus in creating a safe path so we may move on.
What is that path in the map marked with "Danger"?
I'll take a look before we go. Cameyes, after all.You very slowly open the door to the service ladder and look up its length. For the most part it seems fine, but up near the top you can just barely make out a lattice of infrared lasers. Hmm.
Check up the ladderway for anything suspicious, all cameye modes.
"Sure." he answers with a shrug.Quote from: Milno to SteveWhat is that path in the map marked with "Danger"?
Wait for Simus' evaluation, send message.
How actually dangerous is that transit?
((Been studying for tests these last days. Mentally spent. So, dealing with infrared lasers is bad. Maybe trying out the robo-lift?))Quote from: Milno to SteveHow actually dangerous is that transit?
Send message.
Steve, is this access ladder used often by maintenance workers? Because if so, then this IR net that's in it shouldn't be too much of an issue, since our cover is intact. If not, are there any alternative routes, apart from through the reactor?
Well, there are some infrareds here. How likely it is common workers would use this route?
Quote from: Simus > SteveSteve, is this access ladder used often by maintenance workers? Because if so, then this IR net that's in it shouldn't be too much of an issue, since our cover is intact. If not, are there any alternative routes, apart from through the reactor?
((I have an idea that we could cut out of the laddershaft under it, cut back in above it, and climb around, but that's not an easy thing to do, especially when there's at least one person who might actually permadie if they fell.))
>They would use it, it's a major passage for getting from one level to another, but, like I told simus, the IR lasers are just sensors. It will serve to stop someone from shooting you, if those sensors are just warning them about your presence. But if they're rigged to explosives or something, thats a different story. Shrapnel doesn't care about your coveralls.Quote from: Milno to SteveWell, there are some infrareds here. How likely it is common workers would use this route?
Send message. If to keep an aspect of normality we need to undo what we did to the conveyor robots before moving on, then have Faith do it (preferentially with Simus help if that action happens to be needed).
((Actually, I think these stairs are part of the "conveyor path". The "reactor path" doesn't use those stairs, from what I gathered.
I'll still edit my action to check for options.))
"Let's get those barriers up and check our options. If that path also looks strange, we'll be better off taking one of the longer paths. Before that: Steve, nearest options?"
Detour, check for options.
"Which one is the least likely to be trapped and were any of them damaged?">Well, I can't tell you if it was damaged, but the service lift is on the side of the building where your teammates just detonated a nuclear bomb. And the stairs will require you to leave the relative safety of the maintenance halls, so who knows what could be happening. [/color]
Ask away, take safer path.
>Well, I can't tell you if it was damaged, but the service lift is on the side of the building where your teammates just detonated a nuclear bomb. And the stairs will require you to leave the relative safety of the maintenance halls, so who knows what could be happening. [/color]((Steve doesn't sound so good today. Does he have a virus?))
(Probably a throat cold.)>Well, I can't tell you if it was damaged, but the service lift is on the side of the building where your teammates just detonated a nuclear bomb. And the stairs will require you to leave the relative safety of the maintenance halls, so who knows what could be happening. [/color]((Steve doesn't sound so good today. Does he have a virus?))
((Perhaps he's sick of our shit.))
A nuclear bomb. He is surprised it took this long for something like that to happen. He turns to Simus. "Let's check the service lift. If it's damaged, the reactor it is.""PROGRESS HOOOO!"
Check the situation of the lift.
"We clear?"((Best dialog in the game thanks to Faith's insightful remark.))
"Well, I don't see anything..."
"Gahhgrauuuahralllgurgle"
Do I want to know what happened down in the shipyard pit?
((I will admit to looking forward to seeing what happens when Milno knocks on the door...))
((But aren't you still below the top floor?))((I will admit to looking forward to seeing what happens when Milno knocks on the door...))
((5 bucks says we don't get a response, Milno asks me to open it without destroying it, and we walk in on Miyamoto's Spades and their mortal enemy, wheelchair-man of DOOM!))
((But aren't you still below the top floor?))((I will admit to looking forward to seeing what happens when Milno knocks on the door...))
((5 bucks says we don't get a response, Milno asks me to open it without destroying it, and we walk in on Miyamoto's Spades and their mortal enemy, wheelchair-man of DOOM!))
"Why can't things just be simpler? I mean, my life's crappy enough." Milno says, his reactions planned and kept in check in case they were being watched by spy cameras, microphones and whatnot. "Well, there's only one solution for this."You knock.
Knock on the door and wait for an answer. Check if there's an access control pad or anything nearby. If none of these actions has a favorable result, then try to search for an alternate path towards the roof.
In case there is a control pad, have Faith examine it to see if it's the kind of simpler equipment a lowly employee/servant would have the password for.
You shove Faith's face into the keypad.((How does that work? It seems more likely that she would roll off to one side and land on, er, her side.))
[faith aux:1+1]
She blows a raspberry and falls face first to the ground. Alrighty then.
Private comms, not aloud: Looks like our zombie's spring has finally unwound. Wind her up again while I get this open, will you?
Attempt to override the door lock.
"Well."[faith aux:3+1]
Have Faith assist Simus.
Nor do I, from what I remember of her. This state is... new.
At least she's not completely useless.
Scan alongside the walking sleeper, then move on.
"I don't remember her being that way, by the way." Milno says, pointing towards Faith with his thumb.Simus and faith, her head being steered by milno, scan the door and area around it. They can't see anything that looks overtly suspicious. Simus slowly opens the door and milno sticks Faith's head through the crack and scans back and forth with her eyes.
Have Faith scan the area ahead with cam-eyes and only then open the door, and only if it something deadly isn't found. After opening the door, scan with cam-eyes again, then the group moves on.
"I did not hope for much when we began heading here, but then again things are never too easy." he replies to Simus before walking off towards the nearest place that appears to be a good place for killers to hide in, Zombie Faith in tow. "At any rate, hold for a while and let's search this place. We wouldn't want to be caught in the middle of combat, would we?"
Search the place and all its hiding spots.
Private comms, not aloud: I wouldn't hide up here, it's too exposed. An enemy with air superiority would have little trouble locating me and assaulting me. Instead, I would be inside, close to but not in the control room, such that I could tap into their feeds and oversee my own equipment without being in an obvious position. Or, at the very least, keep such a location available in case the control room is assaulted.You both see something streaking across the sky toward the control room in the distance, a tiny point of fire. Hmm.
Sweep the roof towards the control center, keeping a cautious, multi-filtered eye out.
((Yeah, figured the trail of rocket exhaust will probably give away the source to someone with cameyes.))
((Yeah, figured the trail of rocket exhaust will probably give away the source to someone with cameyes.))
((Apart from any maneuvering rockets, that ain't exhaust. That's a plasma sheath. The LESHO isn't rocket-assisted, just a railgun (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-uV1SbEuzFU).
And yeah, the heat from the air should trace a pretty path to our infrared vision, and the LESHO rifle itself should be glowing pretty brightly.))
((Yeah, figured the trail of rocket exhaust will probably give away the source to someone with cameyes.))
((Apart from any maneuvering rockets, that ain't exhaust. That's a plasma sheath. The LESHO isn't rocket-assisted, just a railgun (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-uV1SbEuzFU).
And yeah, the heat from the air should trace a pretty path to our infrared vision, and the LESHO rifle itself should be glowing pretty brightly.))
((You guys better find him fast, cause even if we survive this blast, if he's allowed to start spamming mininukes at us... Yeah.
Please go kill em for us, mkay?))
Also, 1 gram of TNT got standardized as releasing 4184J - conveniently, exactly one kilocalorie.((Okay, that's a pretty good reason.))
((Apart from any maneuvering rockets, that ain't exhaust.))
((No, they are going off all the time. Remember the hover drone video, where the drone hovered by firing rocket motors rapidly to stay in position? It's like that, but on a ballistic trajectory towards you.))
Look around (with Milno puppeteering Faith to assist) for the source of the fire. Whatever launched it should still be hot.
"I did not hope for much when we began heading here, but then again things are never too easy." he replies to Simus before walking off towards the nearest place that appears to be a good place for killers to hide in, Zombie Faith in tow. "At any rate, hold for a while and let's search this place. We wouldn't want to be caught in the middle of combat, would we?"
Search the place and all its hiding spots.
The heat trail isn't complete, but it appears to be leading back toward those large, air traffic control tower like things out beyond where the shipyards used to be.((Called it. (http://www.bay12forums.com/smf/index.php?topic=108083.msg4671162;topicseen#msg4671162)
Milno smirks. "Seems like we have a winner."Well, that path is a bit of a complex one. You can take the maintenance paths down to the ground floor, but you're either gonna need to find some sort of underground path (one that didn't intersect the shipyards, or you're stuck taking an extremely round about way in order to avoid the nuked shipyards and the smashed half of the control room. Even still, it means a long, extremely exposed trek across the open dirt plains.
After making sure the roof's clear, begin the path to that area, sticking to the maintenance area for as long possible but taking the shortest route if using the first option would be too slow.
Judging by the lack of any detonations or impact tumbling us, I can assume you or one of your team took care of that shell, good job. We managed to get a pretty good heat trail from the thing's flight through the air, so we're headed to the tower where we can only assume the Shadow Walker has cloistered himself. As per our orders, me, Milno, and Faith (who seems to have entered some sort of walking coma) are on our way to the tower to investigate, and potentially kill, the Shadow Walker.
It's going to be a bit though. That tower is a long way from us, an even longer way from the Sword, and it's pretty much all flat plain. Anyone conspicuous who goes out there will be a perfect target for the Shadow Walker. Good thing we're in plainclothes, eh?
Thanks for the help, I appreciate it. I used up all of my mental stamina deviating that round from its path and disabling it, so if he manages to get of another shot we'll have to abandon the command room before Steve has had a chance to plug in. I already messaged the defense team, and they too are going after him, so at any rate you guys should have an easier time getting to him if he's busy with the other team. Though if you're also going along the main route maybe you'll link up with them.
Oh, and go easy on Faith. I've had that to, the walking coma thing. Really weird, it seems to affect random people at random times, with no clear pattern to it. Oh well, worries for later.
You want the defense team to go out there?
That might not be a good idea, not only will they be instantly recognizable as enemy combatants, but like I said, it's mostly just a long, completely flat plain between here and there. We have a fighting chance of our disguise keeping us from being fired on, they do not. He'll likely fire on them when he sees they're headed for his tower, but he would probably ignore us (unless we join up with the defense squad - then our cover's blown).
If they can't deflect a shell, which I'm honestly surprised you managed to (no offense), people will almost certainly die. And if it's nuclear, and we're on the field... well, me and Faith might scrape by, but Milno is still mostly human and is unarmored.
Hey, I'm not actually in the field there, I don't know what kind of options there are regarding cover or potential routes. I do see your point though. I only knew there was a Shadow Walker firing at us and that we can't take a second hit, so I asked them to, at the very least, go force him out of his hiding spot. If he knows anything about sniping, he'll know one should move to a new location after a shot, especially if said shot left an easily traceable line to your location. So now might be the best time to move, before he relocates. Besides, I just heard they completely decimated a sod counterattack, so don't underestimate them.
Hell, maybe they can requisition a shuttle or something to get them there fast.
Oh, and be honest with me: if you saw three people, two of them synth-flesh, moving in your direction across a dangerously irradiated landscape, would you believe they were civilians? Cause any regular person with half a brain is hiding somewhere right now, not trekking across wasted plains.
If he knows he missed, I would think he'd be lining up a second shot at you, really. You're the highest priority target I can think of, with your Avatar, until people wearing the same uniform as your squad start advancing on his position. We still have the cover of being civilians in his eyes. At the very least we have a potential hesitation on the trigger, and a probable assurance that if he does shoot, it wouldn't be a quarter-kiloton nuke. That just because of practicality, it would be such overkill to use one on a triplet of 'civilians'.
And if a shuttle were to go towards him, he would likely shoot it down for sure. Even if the team somehow managed to get their hands on his own blackship and used it.
So yeah, as someone in the field, I would recommend letting the defense team be the defense team, or at least consult Steve, once he's online. Shouldn't be too long if he isn't already.
"Well, shit." Milno mutters as soon as he realizes the kind of damage caused by his team, either with good cause or not.The team heads back down and into the elevator, which seems to descend well enough. It take a long, LONG time, but they manage to make it down to ground level, or at least what is marked as ground level in the elevator, but it doesn't go any further down.
Head to the ground level via maintenance paths, then look for an underground path. Faith cycles through her vision modes as he head down to make sure we are not missing anything important or any UE hiding.
Milno, we'll want to stay underground as much as we can. Miyamoto has convinced some of the defense team to go out looking through the towers as well. While they're going to be above ground, or possibly even flying out there, I would not be surprised if the Shadow Walker took a shot at them. Being aboveground if he were to do so might prove hazardous.
Also, there's a couple other towers in the same area he might go to.
Milno, we'll want to stay underground as much as we can. Miyamoto has convinced some of the defense team to go out looking through the towers as well. While they're going to be above ground, or possibly even flying out there, I would not be surprised if the Shadow Walker took a shot at them. Being aboveground if he were to do so might prove hazardous.
Also, there's a couple other towers in the same area he might go to.
(( I love how you're banking on me getting shot at. 'course, I'm almost certain that I'm going to get shot at as well XD ))
Milno, we'll want to stay underground as much as we can. Miyamoto has convinced some of the defense team to go out looking through the towers as well. While they're going to be above ground, or possibly even flying out there, I would not be surprised if the Shadow Walker took a shot at them. Being aboveground if he were to do so might prove hazardous.
Also, there's a couple other towers in the same area he might go to.
(( I love how you're banking on me getting shot at. 'course, I'm almost certain that I'm going to get shot at as well XD ))
((In all seriousness, I don't think you should be going, nor anyone else on the defense team. Not only because we're the ones ordered by Steve to get the Shadow Walker, but because you people are going to be shot at, and it might result in a few permadeaths.))
"Yeah, I thought he was gonna reposition, which is why I am here. Does he have any other possible sniping spots over the area he was last seen? Thought he might try to relocate to this area, maybe to the roof, and we could catch him on the move." Milno asks.
Talk to Steve.
((Question: now that we're officially going on a manhunt, is this team going back to the ship to gear up before moving out, or will you stay in your current disguise and hope that works? Because while Faith and Simus will probably manage, Milno is very vulnerable like this. And I doubt the SW or the Amp Specialist will hesitate to just kill anything in front of them at this point, seeing as how they know their days are pretty much numbered.))Depends what you want, commander in robot. Joker team has been spending most of this mission walking around and getting not much done, so I feel like they'd probably enjoy the chance to do things.
"Farther way how? Landscape or base? Also, what are our options as far as underground passages go?" Milno asks.Hold on. Seems like you might be coming back in and getting suited up. Maybe. Hopefully right? Who else is gonna do flying karate kicks through entire buildings?
Evaluate options. Try and see if the mental map covers any of these.
Depends what you want, commander in robot. Joker team has been spending most of this mission walking around and getting not much done, so I feel like they'd probably enjoy the chance to do things.
Except for Faith. She seems blissfully happy to do nothing.
(...I always thought Irony was a dude and s/he never corrected me. >.>)
((I doubt it. Their spaceship's OS wouldn't be compatible with Terran browsers. Oh, and sentient cats are kinda absurd.))(...I always thought Irony was a dude and s/he never corrected me. >.>)((I have no idea actually, in which case I usually go with the gender of the character they use. And hey, this is the internet, for all we know Irony is a sentient cat posting from a cloaked spaceship.))
((Oh, come on, GWG. Ever seen Independence Day? (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Independence_Day_(1996_film)#Plot) ;) We just need some old macs.((I doubt it. Their spaceship's OS wouldn't be compatible with Terran browsers. Oh, and sentient cats are kinda absurd.))(...I always thought Irony was a dude and s/he never corrected me. >.>)((I have no idea actually, in which case I usually go with the gender of the character they use. And hey, this is the internet, for all we know Irony is a sentient cat posting from a cloaked spaceship.))
QuoteDepends what you want, commander in robot. Joker team has been spending most of this mission walking around and getting not much done, so I feel like they'd probably enjoy the chance to do things.
Except for Faith. She seems blissfully happy to do nothing.
((Since none of Joker team directly opted against getting their gear back, I'll try to arrange for someone to deliver their stuff for them. Ok for you guys?
After that you can decide on your own to go meet up with your respective teams or continue gunning for the SW. Note that you could always requisition for a sweep team to cover the underground passages so the three of you are then free to pursue other ways of getting the SW and Amp Specialist. In fact, since we have the Blackship, gear delivery and sweep team drop could happen at once.
As for Faith, I have contacted Irony, she seems interested in getting back in the game. We'll see if she can take control of Faith again.))
((Note to self: Avoid wearing short ants.))
"So, Steve. Are we getting our gear delivered, trying to stay undercover or just do anything we want? Because Faith still seems to be a little unresponsive." Milno says, motioning towards Faith with a thumb to make a point.
Talk.
((By the way, moving the SW Response team to this thread is advisable, since Milno is taking the lead and I'd rather not have too many teams contending for space in piecewise's replies.))
"Sure. Seems you people had fun while we legged around trying to search for the SW."
Relocate to a place closer to the sword and where the equipment-dropping process becomes easier.
Ever heard of Noctis (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Noctis)? It's a space exploration game. It has space cats. (http://anynowhere.com/bb/posts.php?t=1812)((I doubt it. Their spaceship's OS wouldn't be compatible with Terran browsers. Oh, and sentient cats are kinda absurd.))(...I always thought Irony was a dude and s/he never corrected me. >.>)((I have no idea actually, in which case I usually go with the gender of the character they use. And hey, this is the internet, for all we know Irony is a sentient cat posting from a cloaked spaceship.))
"So, Steve. Are we getting our gear delivered, trying to stay undercover or just do anything we want? Because Faith still seems to be a little unresponsive." Milno says, motioning towards Faith with a thumb to make a point.
Talk.
((By the way, moving the SW Response team to this thread is advisable, since Milno is taking the lead and I'd rather not have too many teams contending for space in piecewise's replies.))
"Sure. Seems you people had fun while we legged around trying to search for the SW."
Relocate to a place closer to the sword and where the equipment-dropping process becomes easier.
Hello there dear comrades,
As I am being put on the rapid response team, chances are good that I will not be there for the battle against the UWM amp specialist. I would hereby like to call dibs on that particular asshole's body. If you'd all let me call dibs on the juicy space magic generators in his brain, that would be super, but I suspect there will be other people interested in those, so I'll take what I can get. What I would like to ask is to be allowed the remains of the man's corpse, to present to The Doctor, in hopes of perhaps reverse engineering what they have done to him to be used on myself.
Kind regards and lots of hugs,
Pancaek
Greetings, oh robotic overlord.
I don't suppose you know what they did to that amp specialist to make him so powerful?
Grate suddenly remembers something important....
"Miss Feyri? What am I going to do?"
Ask.
Can you create something out of the supplies in a repair kit and anything else around you? Can you keep a lookout using any such kind of binoculars of scoping mechanism?
Okay!
((Who controls the ship?))
"I assume I can, well, at least I can't blow it up at the very least, let me have a go at it!"(Post placed without comment.)
try to attach that turrent to the ship!
Curl up around Feyri's left foot and lie down on top of it.
"Hey, you must be Fyeri. Nice pet. And you must be Grate. I'm Morul Migrurkeshin, but you'll probably mangle my last name so just call me Morul."Look up at Morul, then rest my head again, still lying down on Feyri's left foot.
Try to figure out a way to move on without passing through the lasers using logic (without moving). Send a message to hurry up everyone who wants a SW hunt.
((...((With a 10-foot wingspan. I'm thinking about shrinking it.
so Xan's a monstrous-looking bird of about the same size as our local catgirl who is nearby?
just asking.))
((With extra limbs, way too many eyes, etc etc.))((Yeah, like I said, like a mouse. Ever seen what they do to those lab rats? (http://www.jesus-is-savior.com/End%20of%20the%20World/Chimeras/human_mouse-ear.jpg)))
((Any of you ever played Dead Space? He looks like a legged version of those flying things. Except with eyes everywhere.))((Links are useful when referencing stuff (http://deadspace.wikia.com/wiki/Flyer)
"Per chance would anyone be able to mount this turret onto the ship?""SOLDIER NEEDS TINKER BADLY! WELD PLZ! SW OP PLZ NERF"
Charles looks for someone competent who can attach his turret to the blackship.
"I assume I can, well, at least I can't blow it up at the very least, let me have a go at it!"Finally! Things you can do!
try to attach that turrent to the ship!
This post and reply got resurrected back in the other thread. Assume you're with the team and ready to roll.Quote from: Pancaek->people on amp hunting teamHello there dear comrades,
As I am being put on the rapid response team, chances are good that I will not be there for the battle against the UWM amp specialist. I would hereby like to call dibs on that particular asshole's body. If you'd all let me call dibs on the juicy space magic generators in his brain, that would be super, but I suspect there will be other people interested in those, so I'll take what I can get. What I would like to ask is to be allowed the remains of the man's corpse, to present to The Doctor, in hopes of perhaps reverse engineering what they have done to him to be used on myself.
Kind regards and lots of hugs,
Pancaek
With that, he suddenly remembers that Steve is back onlineQuote from: Pancaek -> SteveGreetings, oh robotic overlord.
I don't suppose you know what they did to that amp specialist to make him so powerful?
Send both mails, then go to the blackship and look at the monitors. Try and get a feel for how well my mind has recovered.
Wait for rest of Sweep team 2 to arrive. Look over gauss rule while doing so.The only gauss rule I know is not to stand in front of one or clean the barrel while looking down it.
You fly around, blinking bulging eyes at your teammates, each eye looking in a different direction and blinking out of sync.Eerily observe teammates.
Wait for sweep team 3 to show up.You should really just assume everyone is with you. I dunno how responsive they are but assume they're there. I don't want 10 posts worth of waiting.
((I'm assuming I'm good to go as far as internal bleeding goes? If not disregard this post.))Done and done.
"Hey, you must be Fyeri. Nice pet. And you must be Grate. I'm Morul Migrurkeshin, but you'll probably mangle my last name so just call me Morul."
Retroactively buy a gauss clip using a token from the team fund.
Quote from: Grate->FeyriOkay!
Check repair kit and area for raw materials. See if I can make some kind of weapon thing.
More importantly, keep up with Ms. Feyri and look around, in case we are attacked by someone we can see.
(( Okay, because PW hasn't given me enough details, I'm going to assume that the Blackship made it safely to the roof Milno is on and I've offloaded their gear and whoever wanted off at that point. Also that it's not being shot at.After Your passengers are done melting a gun to the top of your ship, you take off and fly over to the towers. You begin slowly circling them while scanning through different vision modes and sensors on the ship. You don't see anything, beyond something metallic atop the middle tower.
So fellow players, please mention if you are still on the ship, because I'm getting back into the air and getting back to work. I'm going to assume that at minimum Pan is aboard, and possibly Gorat, since he doesn't have flight gear either. If I also end up with Lucas aboard, the blackship will both be loaded down with a ridiculous amount of quick deploy firepower and the highest value target we have ever put in the field, with a total of 1 ship, 3 players, and 1 Doctor powered abomination :P ))
Alright, with your leave Milno, I'm shipping out and starting my sweeps. Give out your orders on who you want aboard quickly.
Assuming I'm not sitting in the open while they're trying to weld a gun to my ship, let them do so. Make sure they avoid interfering with any hull cameras or point defense nodes.
Fire her up! Start taking random, wide arcs around the towers and nearby high ground. Avoid getting too close or moving directly towards the towers or any high ground near the towers.
Watch the cameras carefully for LESHO fire, be prepared to juke and accelerate hard as soon as I see something.
Well, I'm not entirely sure. Miya and Jim are supposed to have given you guys orders as to where to go, right now you're just sitting around at the gangway, enjoying the company of the increasing number of genetically modified freaks.Curl up around Feyri's left foot and lie down on top of it."Hey, you must be Fyeri. Nice pet. And you must be Grate. I'm Morul Migrurkeshin, but you'll probably mangle my last name so just call me Morul."Look up at Morul, then rest my head again, still lying down on Feyri's left foot.
Follow Feyri where'er we're supposed to be going
Charles will NOT be on the blackship, he will remotely operate his (hopefully) newly mounted turret and allow every single other HMRC member access to its visual feed, motor control and firing control.You are NOT on the black ship. Noted. Understood and confirmed.
Bishop will remain back at the Sword, waiting for news of the SW's movements.You do a little dance, waiting for progress.
@PW: My post was eaten by the forum. Here it is again:It's there now, check the other thread, I restored the eaten parts of the post.Try to figure out a way to move on without passing through the lasers using logic (without moving). Send a message to hurry up everyone who wants a SW hunt.
- Renen - SW hunter team, Near the towers. -
Brother Lars, Sweep Team 2 LeadAlready done.
Lars strolled out onto the gangway to assemble his teammates. Breathing a quick word of prayer, he turned his radio to his teammates.
"Brothers of Sweep Team 2, please assemble by me on the gangway. Once we assemble, we will move out, and we will be moving with the speed of the gods. Please report in quickly with your current arms and armament so that we can be prepared- especially if you can fly. I have a MkIII suit and a gauss rifle."
"By the will of the gods, we shall complete our objectives. Praise be to Steve's most holy name."
Form up the team on the gangway.
Xan emits an eerie gurgle as he flaps over to the gangway.It continues to be as it was before in this very same post.
Go to the gangway. Creep out teammates.
Avoid being near Xan unless Ms. Feyri is between us.I can only imagine you being chased around a very exasperated feyri by Xan.
Fire off my rockets, grab a volunteer if available (preferably a space wizard, preferably Pancaek) and make my way towards the control towers while flying low and away from where the Amp Specialist fell, using all available sensors (cameyes, regular eyes, ears, intuition, etc) to spot the enemy, ambushes or any incoming attack. If possible, send one of those automapping drones to take a look inside the repair pit for that Amp Specialist.You grab Pancaek (if he lets you) and fly over to around the same area that Skylar is currently patrolling in his ship. You have no real luck seeing anything more then he does, but you spot the anomalous metallic object(s) atop the middle tower as well.
Have Skylar drop me off newr or next to lars if still on blackship. If not, form up with lars.
"I heard you wanted our inventory. So here it goes. I have a katana, a gauss rifle, a shotgun, a bolt action rifle, a laser rifle and wearing a civic defenders long coat. I also have a APC and a rocket bike in the hangar."
Something metallic on top of the center tower, one of the fliers want to check it out?"Affirmative, I see it too, moving in now. Better stay away, just in case it goes boom."
Have Skylar drop me off newr or next to lars if still on blackship. If not, form up with lars.
"I heard you wanted our inventory. So here it goes. I have a katana, a gauss rifle, a shotgun, a bolt action rifle, a laser rifle and wearing a civic defenders long coat. I also have a APC and a rocket bike in the hangar."
(( Assume you're formed up with Lars, under the banner of 'in the interest of time, assume everyone is where they wanted to go so we don't have the next 3-ish posts be "attempt to go to X very slowly" ' ))
((Any of you ever played Dead Space? He looks like a legged version of those flying things. Except with eyes everywhere.))((There are multiple flying things in Dead Space.))
((Yay! I'm making the worlds better places to live by not being on them!))((Not doing harm is not doing good! There needs to also be a step where you, I dunno, set up a charity for the victims of looking at you that helps bring the economy of a world back on its feet.))
@Xan: if you want some ideas on extra stuff for your flesh horror, I think I've got some. PW will probably let you mutate and move in the same turn, so you can do them while staying with your team.))((Don't encourage him. Although...Xan, think about what Panacea did, and see if you can do it to yourself. No, I'm not referring to that specific instance, I don't think you can modify your brain-amp connection anyways. Just in general. Food for inspiration.))
"Um... uh... please tell me that I just hallucinated saying that..." Charles anxiously remarks to no one in particular.Figure out how to use these controls without killing anyone. Unless I see an Urban Executor, Shadow Walker, evil amp-user, or something like that, in which case figure out how to use these controls by shooting at the UE, SW, or EAU.
He gives all HMRC members full access to his turret's visual feed and controls. He then tries not to say anything strange or insane. He also activates a dynamic bonus for CON.
((What in specific? What she did to GG?
Radio, I'm definetely interested.))
((...((What in specific? What she did to GG?
Radio, I'm definetely interested.))
((*deap breath*
Subdermal bone armor of overlapping chitin-bone tissue, big sticky tongue that launches very fast to catch fleeing prey (like giant palm salamander (http://news.nationalgeographic.com/news/2007/03/070309-salamander.html)), launching mechanism for spiderweb-like adhesive substance to impair and hinder prey, something to launch sharp barbs (something based on mixing two chemicals that release a lot of gas, thereby creating usable pressure (like a bombardier beetle (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bombardier_beetle#Defense_mechanism))), coated with (neuro)toxins (like anatoxin-a (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cyanotoxin#Alkaloids)), a long flexible tail with hollow point 'syringe' end to inject/shoot stuff (e.g. think tail like the one on Dren from Splice (https://www.google.be/search?q=splice&espv=210&es_sm=93&source=lnms&tbm=isch&sa=X&ei=0KV6UqfWGcWjhgfrt4D4DQ&ved=0CAkQ_AUoAQ&biw=1366&bih=643#facrc=_&imgdii=_&imgrc=CElp0P7FBkWYGM%3A%3B1vH3t4YeZELCGM%3Bhttp%253A%252F%252Fwww.impawards.com%252F2010%252Fposters%252Fsplice_ver7_xlg.jpg%3Bhttp%253A%252F%252Fwww.impawards.com%252F2010%252Fsplice_ver7_xlg.html%3B1457%3B1094)) from toxins to acids to ink (to reveal the SW), or just make it a long tail with a pincer at the end, or a bonesword, a small cannon that launches 'worms' with small serrated teeth to eat their way through whatever they encounter, gecko-like feet with setae to climb walls, Mantis Shrimp (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mantis_shrimp#Classification_and_the_claw)-like arms to smash opponents (add sharp ends to the arms for bonus points), jellyfish like cnidocytes (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cnidocyte) over your body as defense, tetrachromatic vision (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tetrachromacy#Examples), komodo dragon saliva (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Komodo_dragon#Saliva).
Also check if you can bio-engineer bacteria/Fungi/virii/parasites to suit your specific needs. Could be very useful later on. Like a combination strain that, once infected, destroys the target's neural tissue responsible for higher brain functions, but preserves the wanted parts and secretes a selection of neurotransmitters to achieve desired effect, like making target indiscriminately violent by inhibiting or destroying the regions/neurotransmitters for behavioral control, making him suicidal (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Leucochloridium_paradoxum#Life_cycle), or any other fun effect (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Toxoplasmosis#Rodent_behavior).
Hey, did you know some bacteria can survive in the vacuum of space? That some can damage non-organic materials (http://www.tandfonline.com/doi/abs/10.1080/15421400801921538#.Unqkg_lWxwY)?
Also take a look at the Tyranid Bio-Weapons Thesis (http://wh40k.lexicanum.com/wiki/Tyranid_Bio-Weapons_Thesis#.UnqWRPlWxwZ)
Aaaand I'm gonna stop typing now, not because I'm out of ideas but because I need to breathe again!
*breathe out*))
((...((What in specific? What she did to GG?
Radio, I'm definetely interested.))
((*deap breath*
Subdermal bone armor of overlapping chitin-bone tissue, big sticky tongue that launches very fast to catch fleeing prey (like giant palm salamander (http://news.nationalgeographic.com/news/2007/03/070309-salamander.html)), launching mechanism for spiderweb-like adhesive substance to impair and hinder prey, something to launch sharp barbs (something based on mixing two chemicals that release a lot of gas, thereby creating usable pressure (like a bombardier beetle (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bombardier_beetle#Defense_mechanism))), coated with (neuro)toxins (like anatoxin-a (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cyanotoxin#Alkaloids)), a long flexible tail with hollow point 'syringe' end to inject/shoot stuff (e.g. think tail like the one on Dren from Splice (https://www.google.be/search?q=splice&espv=210&es_sm=93&source=lnms&tbm=isch&sa=X&ei=0KV6UqfWGcWjhgfrt4D4DQ&ved=0CAkQ_AUoAQ&biw=1366&bih=643#facrc=_&imgdii=_&imgrc=CElp0P7FBkWYGM%3A%3B1vH3t4YeZELCGM%3Bhttp%253A%252F%252Fwww.impawards.com%252F2010%252Fposters%252Fsplice_ver7_xlg.jpg%3Bhttp%253A%252F%252Fwww.impawards.com%252F2010%252Fsplice_ver7_xlg.html%3B1457%3B1094)) from toxins to acids to ink (to reveal the SW), or just make it a long tail with a pincer at the end, or a bonesword, a small cannon that launches 'worms' with small serrated teeth to eat their way through whatever they encounter, gecko-like feet with setae to climb walls, Mantis Shrimp (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mantis_shrimp#Classification_and_the_claw)-like arms to smash opponents (add sharp ends to the arms for bonus points), jellyfish like cnidocytes (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cnidocyte) over your body as defense, tetrachromatic vision (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tetrachromacy#Examples), komodo dragon saliva (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Komodo_dragon#Saliva).
Also check if you can bio-engineer bacteria/Fungi/virii/parasites to suit your specific needs. Could be very useful later on. Like a combination strain that, once infected, destroys the target's neural tissue responsible for higher brain functions, but preserves the wanted parts and secretes a selection of neurotransmitters to achieve desired effect, like making target indiscriminately violent by inhibiting or destroying the regions/neurotransmitters for behavioral control, making him suicidal (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Leucochloridium_paradoxum#Life_cycle), or any other fun effect (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Toxoplasmosis#Rodent_behavior).
Hey, did you know some bacteria can survive in the vacuum of space? That some can damage non-organic materials (http://www.tandfonline.com/doi/abs/10.1080/15421400801921538#.Unqkg_lWxwY)?
Also take a look at the Tyranid Bio-Weapons Thesis (http://wh40k.lexicanum.com/wiki/Tyranid_Bio-Weapons_Thesis#.UnqWRPlWxwZ)
Aaaand I'm gonna stop typing now, not because I'm out of ideas but because I need to breathe again!
*breathe out*))
I am pleased. After the mission is over I shall develop some interesting things.))
(( Also, I'm assuming at this point that I have Pan and Gorat aboard, at Knight's discretion. I see Lukas is with Jim and co? ))((Yeah, let's go with that. I'll just bring my stats over and reread.))
"Nooooooooope. Fuck this I'm out of here.""mrow?"
Head to the lobby, away from the creepy flesh thing.
"Nooooooooope. Fuck this I'm out of here."
Head to the lobby, away from the creepy flesh thing.
((Xan is now one of the most dangerous players still alive. And that's saying something considering Miyamoto is a goddamn Avatar of War.))
((So... the HMRC is essentially a cross between the X-COM and the Green Lantern Corps? Complete with "make stuff with your will" gadgets, although far from standard issue.))"Nooooooooope. Fuck this I'm out of here."
Head to the lobby, away from the creepy flesh thing.
((Xan is now one of the most dangerous players still alive. And that's saying something considering Miyamoto is a goddamn Avatar of War.))
((I dunno. In terms of raw protection and destructive capability, I'm pretty sure The AoW and Universal amp outrank the Thing.
However, what I think Xan does have over Miyamoto now is flexibility, the ability to adapt to the situation on a whim and be as unpredictable as his imagination will allow him. And he can always revert to his human form in case it is needed, whereas Miya is 'stuck' in his suit. So, as usual, it depends on the situation who will be more effective and what power/gear/suit/weapon/whatever will win the day. After all, most mission aren't combat oriented.
This, by the way, is why the HMRC is so hard a force to deal with: no matter what you bring, somebody somewhere will have just the thing to counter it.))
-snip-((Meh. A bit in-the-box for the most part, and some of those require Xan to be able to generate completely separate organisms. Which I suppose it is likely he could, but we can't know.))
((*grumble* Just wait until Grate's research pays off!))((So... the HMRC is essentially a cross between the X-COM and the Green Lantern Corps? Complete with "make stuff with your will" gadgets, although far from standard issue.))"Nooooooooope. Fuck this I'm out of here."
Head to the lobby, away from the creepy flesh thing.
((Xan is now one of the most dangerous players still alive. And that's saying something considering Miyamoto is a goddamn Avatar of War.))
((I dunno. In terms of raw protection and destructive capability, I'm pretty sure The AoW and Universal amp outrank the Thing.
However, what I think Xan does have over Miyamoto now is flexibility, the ability to adapt to the situation on a whim and be as unpredictable as his imagination will allow him. And he can always revert to his human form in case it is needed, whereas Miya is 'stuck' in his suit. So, as usual, it depends on the situation who will be more effective and what power/gear/suit/weapon/whatever will win the day. After all, most mission aren't combat oriented.
This, by the way, is why the HMRC is so hard a force to deal with: no matter what you bring, somebody somewhere will have just the thing to counter it.))
((I'm a biochem student. Does it show?))((Awesome! I'm a MedTech and I'm also trying to apply all I've learned in everything outside the field :D
-snip-((Meh. A bit in-the-box for the most part, and some of those require Xan to be able to generate completely separate organisms. Which I suppose it is likely he could, but we can't know.))
((*grumble* Just wait until Grate's research pays off!))
((And once she goes into a universe where the laws of physics are presided over by non-corrupt cops, it will stop working. Just like how Robin could beat up Gandalf if they met in...actually, the DCU has magic, bad example. Just like a random guy could beat up Gandalf if they met in New York City, because NYC simply does not let magic happen.))((But that's a bad example because Gandalf beat the crap out of a Balrog using only a +1 sword for 8 days. Anyone who tries to mug him is going to have a bad time.))
((And once she goes into a universe where the laws of physics are presided over by non-corrupt cops, it will stop working. Just like how Robin could beat up Gandalf if they met in...actually, the DCU has magic, bad example. Just like a random guy could beat up Gandalf if they met in New York City, because NYC simply does not let magic happen.))((you mean like how a universal manipulator wouldn't work in NYC either? there is stuff in ER that breaks physics just as badly or worse than Samus's suit.))
T. points Skylar over towards the center tower.
"Cyborg?"
((Times like this make me wish I had a MK3 - I could just drop to the ex-stealth team and hand off their kit.))
Hey guys, I'm waiting near the towers where the SW was, he may have left now, unfortunately. I really need of some people here because there is a trap and I can't deactivate it and all the other ways up are a little difficult even for me. So here is my location and please come here ASAP. On a side note, if anyone want to fire lots of explosives to destroy the tower, I ask to warn me beforehand, please. A little teamwork is a good thing.
Can you get the maps and plants of these buildings in front of me? And the maps of the area too. I want to see the SW's possible escape routes. And, please, send a copy for my team too.
Hey guys, I'm waiting near the towers where the SW was, he may have left now, unfortunately. I really need of some people here because there is a trap and I can't deactivate it and all the other ways up are a little difficult even for me. So here is my location and please come here ASAP. On a side note, if anyone want to fire lots of explosives to destroy the tower, I ask to warn me beforehand, please. A little teamwork is a good thing.
I can fly you somewhere if you want. I'm the guy in the battlesuit flying near the top of the central tower. Just tell me where you wanna go. Currently investigating a strange device up here.
I could help, but I'd need a way over. Currently near the gangway. Oh, and permission from Fyeri.
((And once she goes into a universe where the laws of physics are presided over by non-corrupt cops, it will stop working. Just like how Robin could beat up Gandalf if they met in...actually, the DCU has magic, bad example. Just like a random guy could beat up Gandalf if they met in New York City, because NYC simply does not let magic happen.))
((Not if Xantalos's description of it is accurate.))((And once she goes into a universe where the laws of physics are presided over by non-corrupt cops, it will stop working. Just like how Robin could beat up Gandalf if they met in...actually, the DCU has magic, bad example. Just like a random guy could beat up Gandalf if they met in New York City, because NYC simply does not let magic happen.))((you mean like how a universal manipulator wouldn't work in NYC either? there is stuff in ER that breaks physics just as badly or worse than Samus's suit.))
((Wut mate. A random guy couldn't beat up Gandalf because Gandalf doesn't exist. If he did, then magic would, and he'd probably win.))((I am basing it off the assumption that Gandalf is transported from his universe to ours, without any of the laws of our universe changing.))
((Wut mate. A random guy couldn't beat up Gandalf because Gandalf doesn't exist. If he did, then magic would, and he'd probably win.))((I am basing it off the assumption that Gandalf is transported from his universe to ours, without any of the laws of our universe changing.))
((Magic cannot exist in our world. Therefore, Gandalf cannot have magic in our world.((So our universe stays the same, sans the fact that inter-universe travel now exist and works perfectly? Hmm. Plus, Gandalf always has his magic powers, that's not only Canon, but also adhering to the Rule of Cool.))((Wut mate. A random guy couldn't beat up Gandalf because Gandalf doesn't exist. If he did, then magic would, and he'd probably win.))((I am basing it off the assumption that Gandalf is transported from his universe to ours, without any of the laws of our universe changing.))
((I can enter an alternate dimension with the press of a button, where space is compressed. The Armory Master can create matter at will. Look at the two manipufails and tell me we did not do horrible things to physics. And Xantalos isn't quite right in his description. It's more of the tech it's encountering is either meant for the suit, or close enough it can adapt.))((Simply put: The "alternate dimension" seems like it could simply be rotating into some other orientation. I have never seen proof of the AM doing so and hence cannot comment on what method was probably used. Ice-9 was simply turning way too many things down to absolute 0. And in that case, it can't do anything like what he implied.))
((Wait. Ancient bird-like race that has a giant convoluted plan behind everything in the galaxy? Onmissiahs' cogs, Tzeentch is a Chozo.))((No. Chozo are Daemons of Tzeentch.))
((Magic cannot exist in our world. Therefore, Gandalf cannot have magic in our world.((So our universe stays the same, sans the fact that inter-universe travel now exist and works perfectly? Hmm. Plus, Gandalf always has his magic powers, that's not only Canon, but also adhering to the Rule of Cool.))((Wut mate. A random guy couldn't beat up Gandalf because Gandalf doesn't exist. If he did, then magic would, and he'd probably win.))((I am basing it off the assumption that Gandalf is transported from his universe to ours, without any of the laws of our universe changing.))
The metaphor works this way because piecewise wouldn't let something so logic-ignoring into his game.))
((But if he did, and was brought into our universe, etc etc.((Gandalf can't have magic because Gandalf doesn't exist.))((Magic cannot exist in our world. Therefore, Gandalf cannot have magic in our world.((So our universe stays the same, sans the fact that inter-universe travel now exist and works perfectly? Hmm. Plus, Gandalf always has his magic powers, that's not only Canon, but also adhering to the Rule of Cool.))((Wut mate. A random guy couldn't beat up Gandalf because Gandalf doesn't exist. If he did, then magic would, and he'd probably win.))((I am basing it off the assumption that Gandalf is transported from his universe to ours, without any of the laws of our universe changing.))
The metaphor works this way because piecewise wouldn't let something so logic-ignoring into his game.))
((But if he did, and was brought into our universe, etc etc.((Gandalf can't have magic because Gandalf doesn't exist.))((Magic cannot exist in our world. Therefore, Gandalf cannot have magic in our world.((So our universe stays the same, sans the fact that inter-universe travel now exist and works perfectly? Hmm. Plus, Gandalf always has his magic powers, that's not only Canon, but also adhering to the Rule of Cool.))((Wut mate. A random guy couldn't beat up Gandalf because Gandalf doesn't exist. If he did, then magic would, and he'd probably win.))((I am basing it off the assumption that Gandalf is transported from his universe to ours, without any of the laws of our universe changing.))
The metaphor works this way because piecewise wouldn't let something so logic-ignoring into his game.))
And if he doesn't, the premise of my statement does not exist, which makes it still true.))Spoiler: Explanation (click to show/hide)
also try to hook up the torrent to the black ships AI.
I guess so, but I think I only melted the tripod to the nose of it, so it's swivel thing is fine.)also try to hook up the torrent to the black ships AI.
(( Try and hook *what* up to the blackship? Oh, the Turret. The ship doesn't have an AI, I think, just flight and fire control. I think we'd rather let someone else control it anyway.
... assuming it still has any ability to track. I think it might be sort of melted into the nose of the ship ))
Plus I think it only said I melted the tripod to the top of the ship, not the nose.I guess so, but I think I only melted the tripod to the nose of it, so it's swivel thing is fine.)also try to hook up the torrent to the black ships AI.
(( Try and hook *what* up to the blackship? Oh, the Turret. The ship doesn't have an AI, I think, just flight and fire control. I think we'd rather let someone else control it anyway.
... assuming it still has any ability to track. I think it might be sort of melted into the nose of the ship ))
((Gods, thespamderailing. The twisted logic is incoherent with the lack of context >_>
Could we get back to pertinent matters? Thanks.))
Spoiler: Explanation for TCM (click to show/hide)
Plus I think it only said I melted the tripod to the top of the ship, not the nose.I guess so, but I think I only melted the tripod to the nose of it, so it's swivel thing is fine.)also try to hook up the torrent to the black ships AI.
(( Try and hook *what* up to the blackship? Oh, the Turret. The ship doesn't have an AI, I think, just flight and fire control. I think we'd rather let someone else control it anyway.
... assuming it still has any ability to track. I think it might be sort of melted into the nose of the ship ))
((I just remembered that Milno was successful when he used his strange gauntlet to touch his own prosthetic arm. I wonder what practical uses the knowledge he received has...))
Having finally received his traditional, good ol' MkIII and suited up, Milno makes a mental note to resume conservative experiments with his strange alien-looking gauntlet. "Milno here, I'll take a look where I was planning to. Nudge me if any hostile's found."
Check if there's a path where most if not all underground passages intersect and take a look at it.
After Your passengers are done melting a gun to the top of your ship, you take off and fly over to the towers. You begin slowly circling them while scanning through different vision modes and sensors on the ship. You don't see anything, beyond something metallic atop the middle tower.
After Your passengers are done melting a gun to the top of your ship, you take off and fly over to the towers. You begin slowly circling them while scanning through different vision modes and sensors on the ship. You don't see anything, beyond something metallic atop the middle tower.
You weld it to the top of the ship. You weld it really fucking well too. I mean, you like half melt the thing's freaking tripod to the top of the ship and then cover it in ducktape and superglue. Shit is not falling off.
T. points Skylar over towards the center tower.
"Cyborg?"
((Times like this make me wish I had a MK3 - I could just drop to the ex-stealth team and hand off their kit.))
(( I've got Tack aboard as well? I'm not sure how my character should feel about that :P If you wanted to be with us, welcome aboard. If you didn't, feel free to teleport over to your squad.
And they got their gear, through the magic of time skip! And GM powered coordination. Mostly that one. ))
Gah. Tghis way I see the elghectromaghnetic shpegctrum!
(( Oh, and to get the magic discussion further off the rails, I only have one of my favorite quotes to add :P((Yes, but they work by the sciences of Middle Earth and, um...Metroidland. Those sciences do not work on Earth.))
"Any sufficiently analyzed magic is indistinguishable from science!"
Therefore, not only can Gandalf exist, but so can Samus' suit, as both are simply insufficiently analyzed magic. Much like the anomalies, manipulators, and amplifiers. ))
Leo just watches the interaction between the flesh horror and the rest of the crew, unsure of the goal of Squad 3.((He's not a cyborg.))
"You know, if you wanted to be a bird monster, you should go with Chairman Jack. (http://www.mspfanventures.com/?s=132&p=607) I suppose you do have more flexability that way."
(( And for everyone's benefit, the link to the drop box (https://www.dropbox.com/s/tzsdww2e8yf2v89/idiots%20in%20space.txt), because gods know *I* keep losing it.((Thanks!))
((He's not a cyborg.))
Hm, I wonder if there is a way to make a pill that wipes out the effects of other pills...))
((Good ideas. I think I'll also try eraser-pills and soap-pills and stuff.))Hm, I wonder if there is a way to make a pill that wipes out the effects of other pills...))((See if you can get a pill from no ingredients. Or use water.))
Carry STEVEN HAWKING and Charles to the roof if possible- one at a time if needed. Otherwise, help them find a way up.((Well, Steven Hawking invented carrying people to the roof--you might have to check the patent laws on that kind of stuff.))
((Any objections, fellers?))
((Also, get Xan to go back to puddle-form and get a sample.))((...If he'd let me, and later on in the process, sure. Although I'm afraid it would induce omnicidal urges in the subject...))
"Um... uh... please tell me that I just hallucinated saying that..." Charles anxiously remarks to no one in particular.You send the control signal to everyone and then enter a squatting position and concentrate on shooting people, grunting and straining the whole time. It's sort of awkward to watch.
He gives all HMRC members full access to his turret's visual feed and controls. He then tries not to say anything strange or insane. He also activates a dynamic bonus for CON.
(( double post, because sometimes I like to segment information by posts, especially when that information has nothing to do with my action XD ))You zoom the camera in as far as possible. It appears as though the metal object is some sort of...it looks sort of like a heat sink? And a large one at that. It's attached to what appears to be a metal tube of some kind that is bolted into the roof.
(( Also, I'm assuming at this point that I have Pan and Gorat aboard, at Knight's discretion. I see Lukas is with Jim and co? ))
Something metallic on top of the center tower, one of the fliers want to check it out?
Have one of the cameras zoom in on the object if possible.
Continue circling and watching for LESHO fire and other disturbance.
< Skylar, SH team, Fleshtech and impromptu blackship pilot >
Flint Westwood - Hunter - Flying Heavy SoldierThe AM texts you back after you send her some more upclose pictures.Something metallic on top of the center tower, one of the fliers want to check it out?"Affirmative, I see it too, moving in now. Better stay away, just in case it goes boom."
I think it's better if I'm not carrying anybody, since nobody asked.
Use zoom mode of cameyes and give pictures of the object to Steve and AM.
Slowly approach the object, looking around for cameras, tripwires, lasers and other such dangerous things.
If the previous images were inconclusive, send pictures and ask people what it is.
It looks like a rather crude gauss catapult. Probably remote controlled, judging by the lack of controls on the thing itself.
The life lock doesn't effect the batons. It's not really worth while to install the system on something that is, in essence, just a metal rod.((Any of you ever played Dead Space? He looks like a legged version of those flying things. Except with eyes everywhere.))((There are multiple flying things in Dead Space.))((Yay! I'm making the worlds better places to live by not being on them!))((Not doing harm is not doing good! There needs to also be a step where you, I dunno, set up a charity for the victims of looking at you that helps bring the economy of a world back on its feet.))@Xan: if you want some ideas on extra stuff for your flesh horror, I think I've got some. PW will probably let you mutate and move in the same turn, so you can do them while staying with your team.))((Don't encourage him. Although...Xan, think about what Panacea did, and see if you can do it to yourself. No, I'm not referring to that specific instance, I don't think you can modify your brain-amp connection anyways. Just in general. Food for inspiration.))
Grab a few batons, grumbling about the LifeLock or LifeLook or LifeAlert or whatever systems built into those sod weapons that stop me from being able to use them."Um... uh... please tell me that I just hallucinated saying that..." Charles anxiously remarks to no one in particular.Figure out how to use these controls without killing anyone. Unless I see an Urban Executor, Shadow Walker, evil amp-user, or something like that, in which case figure out how to use these controls by shooting at the UE, SW, or EAU.
He gives all HMRC members full access to his turret's visual feed and controls. He then tries not to say anything strange or insane. He also activates a dynamic bonus for CON.
"Nooooooooope. Fuck this I'm out of here."(xan isn't the most dangerous, just sort of the most disturbing. In terms of dangerous Miyamoto is the most dangerous, especially when you factor in his ability to remove the thing's limiters.)
Head to the lobby, away from the creepy flesh thing.
((Xan is now one of the most dangerous players still alive. And that's saying something considering Miyamoto is a goddamn Avatar of War.))
"So, wer'e in a ship when there's assholes shooting nuclear bombs out of oversized sniper rifles around."You rest your brain while keeping an eye on the ship's sensors.
"Affirmative, I predict the chances of being shot out of the sky, burning alive inside of the ship and/or death to be near 87.6%"
"Fukkin' A"
Rest brain some more, go to the cockpit and keep an eye on the sensors for incoming fire
You decide to follow the pirate as opposed to hanging around the...that thing...."Nooooooooope. Fuck this I'm out of here.""mrow?"
Head to the lobby, away from the creepy flesh thing.
Follow fleeing man
((I just realized I never posted an action.))[will:1+1]
I ghwill maghke my form shuitable for shearsching. Wone moument.
Adjust some of my eyes so some of them have access to the visible spectrum, some can see radio waves, some can see gamma rays, etc. Whole electromagnetic spectrum.
And grow some earholes on the side of my torso, owl-style; one side higher than the other in order to detect the directions of sounds better.
Observe environment.You are, I believe, still on the gangway because your sweep team has failed to go...anywhere.((And once she goes into a universe where the laws of physics are presided over by non-corrupt cops, it will stop working. Just like how Robin could beat up Gandalf if they met in...actually, the DCU has magic, bad example. Just like a random guy could beat up Gandalf if they met in New York City, because NYC simply does not let magic happen.))
((Wut mate. A random guy couldn't beat up Gandalf because Gandalf doesn't exist. If he did, then magic would, and he'd probably win.))
also try to hook up the torrent to the black ships AI.Hook up a torrent on the Blackship's computers?
"Gah, fuck it. Waiting is getting on my nerves."
Go link up with my team. Monitor everyone's feeds with Steve and try to narrow down the area's that we have to search.
((I just remembered that Milno was successful when he used his strange gauntlet to touch his own prosthetic arm. I wonder what practical uses the knowledge he received has...))There is, unfortunately, no nice central hub for you to go hang around in. Though Bishop did just get a few choices of places to look.
Having finally received his traditional, good ol' MkIII and suited up, Milno makes a mental note to resume conservative experiments with his strange alien-looking gauntlet. "Milno here, I'll take a look where I was planning to. Nudge me if any hostile's found."
Check if there's a path where most if not all underground passages intersect and take a look at it.
Hmm...I'm not sure what you can man on the blackship that isn't already manned...T. points Skylar over towards the center tower.
"Cyborg?"
((Times like this make me wish I had a MK3 - I could just drop to the ex-stealth team and hand off their kit.))
(( I've got Tack aboard as well? I'm not sure how my character should feel about that :P If you wanted to be with us, welcome aboard. If you didn't, feel free to teleport over to your squad.
And they got their gear, through the magic of time skip! And GM powered coordination. Mostly that one. ))
((My last action was literally 'Go board the blackship', after Maurice 'Fixed' my brain.))
Man a gun! Or the radar! Or anywhere that is useful and not currently occupied!
Hey GM, could I get a list of Xan's current stats and skills and such?https://www.dropbox.com/s/tzsdww2e8yf2v89/idiots%20in%20space.txt
My old copy got delete by some government or other.
Also, reading through the thread I apparently punched Renen in the face at one point.
I was amazingly lucky that I went offline at that time or whatever it is I did.
Leo just watches the interaction between the flesh horror and the rest of the crew, unsure of the goal of Squad 3.You're attempting to hunt a freaking SW or UE. Go hunting!
"You know, if you wanted to be a bird monster, you should go with Chairman Jack. (http://www.mspfanventures.com/?s=132&p=607) I suppose you do have more flexability that way."
Hm, I wonder if there is a way to make a pill that wipes out the effects of other pills...))
((See if you can get a pill from no ingredients. Or use water.))
PW: Can we get a quick sketch map of the area?
Lars nods at Jack. "Can you get your rocket bike? You and I will take to the skies, while the others will sweep the roof. If we find anything, we'll group up."
Carry STEVEN HAWKING and Charles to the roof if possible- one at a time if needed. Otherwise, help them find a way up.
((Any objections, fellers?))
See if I can figure some ship controls without touching anything. No matter what, don't touch anything.Well...Skylar is sort of sitting in the captain's chair...you wanna watch over his shoulder?Spoiler: Gorat 'Chin' Ivanos (click to show/hide)
I think Paris already did a little picture of the area, but I can do one too, if you want. Also why are you going to the roof?
Adjust some of my eyes so some of them have access to the visible spectrum, some can see radio waves, some can see gamma rays, etc. Whole electromagnetic spectrum.[/b]
And grow some earholes on the side of my torso, owl-style; one side higher than the other in order to detect the directions of sounds better.
(But I want eye of the tiger!)
see if the TURRENT can be hooked up to the computers, TURRENT.
((Of course it means turret! It's spelled out, correctly, right there! No I didn't edit anything!))(But I want eye of the tiger!)
see if the TURRET can be hooked up to the computers, TURRET.
((I think he means turret. Pretty sure.))
"Flint, Morul here. I can dispose of that bomb, but I need to at least be able to pick it up. I need a ride over though. Anyone willing to fly me there?"Follow the pirate.
Attempt to find a way over to Flint, and examine the device. If I get there, see if the projectile is accessible, and if not, how to get to it, or failing that, try and figure out if I could just pick the whole thing up, preferably without actually trying to pick it up.
The life lock doesn't effect the batons. It's not really worth while to install the system on something that is, in essence, just a metal rod.((Well, yes, but those systems stop Grate from taking any more effective weaponry.))
These controls are a con roll. Perhaps you're not the best person to be using them, considering anyone in the entire HMRC outfit can now.((What, remote-controlled weapons aren't Auxiliary?
"Okay, I've got 1/4 kiloton bomb between my legs and I need someone with a tender touch and a lot of experience to help me take care of it. If you could also bring someone who could help with the potential nuclear bomb along, that would be appreciated, hehehe."Be confused by the innuendo.
If Skylar let's me watch, sure.
"Well, I don't know about you lot, but I think that the heat signature is a false sign. The SW's are too good to leave their own heat signature just lying around. Same thing for the doors too, in my opinion.
I'm more interested in that sensor array though. I'd rather go check up on that and fix it, as we could hopefully use it to help with the search."
If Skylar let's me watch, sure.Spoiler: Gorat 'Chin' Ivanos (click to show/hide)
Charles continues charging his dynamic bonus (even if it doesn't stack) trying to seem relatively normal and inconspicuous.So swollen with knowledge!
Steve directs you to an elevator. You ride it down to the right level and then head over to the area where the heat signature was first located.It is a tiny metal tunnel that you can't even stand up in. There is a thin trail of metal slag on leading away down the tunnel.I think Paris already did a little picture of the area, but I can do one too, if you want. Also why are you going to the roof?
((Lack of direction otherwise. But since Steve gave us a nice set of directions, I'm going to assume Lars heard them.))
Lars listened to Steve. "Looks like we've been given divine command. Let us go check out that strange heat signature, brothers. Most Holy Steve, where is it located, and what can you tell us about it?"
Ask Steve for directions. Round up team and drag them that way.
Follow Lars after retrieving rocket bike.Follow lars yes
(But I want eye of the tiger!)Bomb? what bomb? Are You the bomb? I'm a fly dog, yo.see if the TURRET can be hooked up to the computers, TURRET.
see if I can get to place where the bomb is and disarm it, or at least not f*** up.
Follow Lars. Fly if necessary, but for now scuttle along.Follow Lars yes
Repeat the process of mutating my sensory organs while I'm going, if I can:Adjust some of my eyes so some of them have access to the visible spectrum, some can see radio waves, some can see gamma rays, etc. Whole electromagnetic spectrum.[/b]
And grow some earholes on the side of my torso, owl-style; one side higher than the other in order to detect the directions of sounds better.
Okay, that definitely sounds bad.In short, single use lesho rifle tube. Not loaded, seems to have already fired.
"Okay, I've got 1/4 kiloton weapon between my legs and I need someone with a tender touch and a lot of experience to help me take care of it. If you could also bring someone who could help with the potential nuclear bomb along, that would be appreciated, hehehe. The rest, I want you to give this tower a wide berth. If I go boom, I don't want to be responsible for anybody else's stupid death, just my own. If you see anything being launched from the tower, take it down before it can reach the Sword or any other target."
Is it some kind of modified LESHO rifle?
Slowly examine the object from up close. See if there is any easy and obvious way I could disarm it (remove the round for example or slice the barrel off with the monorazor). Ask AM if necessary.
If the thing looks like it's going to launch or blow up, use my monoatomic razor to slice the thing in half (hopefully destroying something that will stop the shell from launching and the bomb from exploding in the process). Ask the AM for advice, if she has any.
EDIT: Fly anyone willing to help to the tower if possible and nobody else does so.
"Flint, Morul here. I can dispose of that bomb, but I need to at least be able to pick it up. I need a ride over though. Anyone willing to fly me there?"Follow the pirate.
Attempt to find a way over to Flint, and examine the device. If I get there, see if the projectile is accessible, and if not, how to get to it, or failing that, try and figure out if I could just pick the whole thing up, preferably without actually trying to pick it up.
"Flint, Morul here. I can dispose of that bomb, but I need to at least be able to pick it up. I need a ride over though. Anyone willing to fly me there?"
Attempt to find a way over to Flint, and examine the device. If I get there, see if the projectile is accessible, and if not, how to get to it, or failing that, try and figure out if I could just pick the whole thing up, preferably without actually trying to pick it up.
"Vroom!"You shoot rockets into the ceiling, harassing the nurses.
And then Teal (('s player)) realized. If his sense of direction and sight were reversed, mayhaps that was how he got his firebug fixed.
...
Oh no!
Quick! Play with bottle rockets! Also be emergency repairs guy!
Following Feyri.The life lock doesn't effect the batons. It's not really worth while to install the system on something that is, in essence, just a metal rod.((Well, yes, but those systems stop Grate from taking any more effective weaponry.))QuoteThese controls are a con roll. Perhaps you're not the best person to be using them, considering anyone in the entire HMRC outfit can now.((What, remote-controlled weapons aren't Auxiliary?
And if no one else is running them...Grate's got to be better than no one, right?))
((RIGHT?!?))"Okay, I've got 1/4 kiloton bomb between my legs and I need someone with a tender touch and a lot of experience to help me take care of it. If you could also bring someone who could help with the potential nuclear bomb along, that would be appreciated, hehehe."Be confused by the innuendo.
Attempt to follow Ms. Feyri and find the Shadow Walker. Scream loudly about it if I see one, or an Urban Executor, or the amp user. Smack it with my baton if it is close and smacking it would not involve doing anything idiotic, such as approaching a crazed sod, running off a ledge, or getting in the amp user's LOS.
If Skylar let's me watch, sure.
Sure, you can watch. Just don't touch anything. Also, keep that guy flicking bottle-rockets away from me... still a bit nervous about him.
Steve, are any of those locations above ground or in the tower? And could this catapult have launched that LESHO round?
Ask question, continue patrol and search protocol. Avoid entering line of fire of the catapult.
Bomb? what bomb? Are You the bomb? I'm a fly dog, yo.((Someone, set him up the bomb!))
Get controlled by Lenglon for the moment because she is awesome.For Feyri:
Also storm storm weather error storm disruption net problem failure.
"Miss Feyri, are you okay?""I'm ok Grate. Just... Just distracted is all."
Wave my hands in front of Ms. Feyri's face, jumping if need be.
That LESHO round was a single-shot remote-controlled decoy, avoid the area it came from.
How much damage could the Shadow walker do if he got to the control room now? also, will you know if any of the elevators are used?Feyri asks Steve.
What would be a good area to search that won't overlap with the rest of the sweep team's search areas?
Flint stared at the empty gun for a few seconds....You move in to take a closer look at the tube; it quickly becomes clear as to why the armory master refereed to it as single use. Much of the internal structure of the tube has been damaged or destroyed when the LESHO round launched, even the heat sink is slightly melted. It appears to have been designed as a single use method for firing a Lesho shell...and judging by the antennae affixed to the back, it was done remotely.
"DIBS ON THE LESHO TUBE!"
If the tube is useful, carefully remove it and take it to the AM to remove its life locks.
Make my way to the closest point Steve provided that isn't the heat one Lars is at.
look around the inside of the ship, look for any buttons but DON'T TOUCH THEM!The ship does have some buttons, although it seems as though it has a lot more touch sensitive screens. The buttons are, unfortunately, not blinking or flashing or beeping like good spaceship buttons should. How disappointing.
(( Bay 12 seems to have recovered, it was just offline with it's famous 504 error for most of the day with me. Can't help with the poor keyboard :P Try the windows on screen one. Cause that's efficient. :D ))As you slowly turn the ship around, you notice that there's another such tube on one of the other roofs; although it seems incomplete as far as you can see. It's not been bolted down and there are several parts missing. Maybe he was setting up a second system but was interrupted? No matter now.
Fantastic. So it's likely he was never on this roof to begin with. Steve, where is that sensor hole?
All squads, we found a remote control launcher on the roof, likely the source of that LESHO round. SW still at large, no idea where, but it seems reasonable to say he wasn't on the roof when it fired.
Ask Steve about the sensor hole. Do a loop around the nearby high-ground, looking for further anomalies.
As you wave your hands in front of Feyri's face, the cat girl climbs up on her back and begins controlling her using a complex system of Meows and batting her upside the head.Bomb? what bomb? Are You the bomb? I'm a fly dog, yo.((Someone, set him up the bomb!))
"Miss Feyri, are you okay?"
Wave my hands in front of Ms. Feyri's face, jumping if need be.
Get controlled by Lenglon for the moment because she is awesome.ASSUMING DIRECT CONTROL (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VGf9qtIeyBg)
Also storm storm weather error storm disruption net problem failure.
Lars looked down the tunnel. Odd... what is the heat source? He looked at Xan, who was now a giant eyeball.The tunnel is clearly something designed not to be used often, at least by humans. It's a way to gain access to the deep machines, the incalculable spreading roots of ARES and the planetary assembly systems. It's a metal, square walled tube barely four feet high that forces you to bend and almost walk on your knees. The trail of now cooled and hardened melted metal heads off down the tunnel and into the dark. It's almost as though someone was holding a handful of molten steel and letting it drip out behind them as they crawled through the tunnel. You don't see anything that indicates a trap, the walls are pretty much completely bare and there's nothing around you.
"Brother Xan, do you see anything down there with your... self?"
Examine the tunnel. Where does the trail go? Are there any abnormalities that could indicate a trap?
Xan wobbles.[will:3+1]
Examine tunnel with giant eye self while growing some limbs and chitin plating.
((I'm betting the LESHO tube is booby trapped. Where did that molten metal come from though???))You follow Flint down toward the blacked out sensors and shrug as he attempts unsuccessfully to squeeze into the tiny tunnels.
"Right. I'm heading to the sensor array. Gonna need some people to help, just in case. Whatever."
Grab some people nearby and head to the array. Check out the problem of why it's not working but don't touch anything. Make sure someone else goes ahead of me and stay a nice distance back incase of tripwires.
"Well, I don't knwo what the frak these readings mean. So, I'm just gonna snooze a bit. Captain Niabs, wake me up when you need me, would you."I can only imagine you sitting here, your face screwed up in concentration, with the sound of shotguns chambering rounds playing in the background.
Sit back and load up brain
((I'm...relatively sure this is where I'm supposed to be? I'm with Lars' team. If I'm in the wrong thread please tell me))Hmm...lets see...I think you're with lars, who is down in the dark tunnels with an ambulatory eyeball.
STEPHEN HAWKING runs up toward the place wherein he is supposed to be. He totally knows where that is, because he invented knowing that.
Continue to follow the PirateGet controlled by Lenglon for the moment because she is awesome.For Feyri:
Also storm storm weather error storm disruption net problem failure."Miss Feyri, are you okay?""I'm ok Grate. Just... Just distracted is all."
Wave my hands in front of Ms. Feyri's face, jumping if need be.Quote from: Feyri to Sweep Team 3That LESHO round was a single-shot remote-controlled decoy, avoid the area it came from.Quote from: Feyri to SteveHow much damage could the Shadow walker do if he got to the control room now? also, will you know if any of the elevators are used?Feyri asks Steve.
What would be a good area to search that won't overlap with the rest of the sweep team's search areas?
Take out shotgun. Follow behind lars if he takes the lead. If he doesn't, then follow whoever takes the lead.Apparently no one right now. Everyone is squinting down a dark tunnel.
"So, who is taking lead?"
I see nothing until the turn.
"Hrmmmmmm. Where to go.... Lets check out that anomalous heat source. Could you direct us Steve?"Still following the Pirate, not letting him run off alone despite his repeated attempts to do so.
Get directions to the strange heat source, and head out, using my metal pole to check for traps.
((Traps 2: Return of the Pole.))
((Traps 2: Return of the Pole.))((Poles have a long and honorable history of helping us in a way or another.))
>I've got a few curious sensory readings. One being a Series of doors being opened and left that way, precluding it from being any sort of automated system, since they would close doors. Second being a strange heat signature, and the last being a loss of signal for a sensor array.
"Fuck it. Flint, I'm going in for a bit to check things out a little. Go get someone who can fit in with me while I wait a bit inside. I'm not going to go too far in but please run.""Fuck that shit man. I don't need a battlesuit to kick that guy's ass." said Flint, pressing the release button and removing his arms from the control cuffs. "Just stay close and keep your eyes open." He checked his equipment. Mining laser, check, monoatomic razor, check, smoke grenades, check, monitoring equipment, check, assorted crap, check. Let's get the bastard. "Just wish I could take the cameyes..."
(( Did all of our fliers on the SW team head below ground? Cause if so, I might have to change my action to be 'let out someone on top of that LESHO tube' ))((Well, if I had kept waiting for other people to do stuff, I'd be stuck up there forever. You're free to send someone borrow my battlesuit if you want.))
Looks like all the fliers have left the sky. Wonderful. Alright, Blackship squad, I'm going to approach that unfinished Gauss catapult. Jump out and take a look, I'll come back for you if there's nothing interesting about it.
Looks like all the fliers have left the sky. Wonderful. Alright, Blackship squad, I'm going to approach that unfinished Gauss catapult. Jump out and take a look, I'll come back for you if there's nothing interesting about it.
"Hey captain skylar, do you want me to help search on the roof or would you rather I stay in the shuttle should another lesho round be fired?"
Good question... Stay aboard for now, recover that brain some more. If they find a trail to follow I'll come back and drop you. It will probably depend on Steve's answer, as to whether or not the SW's can fire LESHO rounds at will. If they can't, then as soon as we sweep the rest of the area and confirm that there are no more catapults, I'll be reasonably convinced that the threat of LESHO fire is over, since the SW would essentially have to reveal himself to setup and fire.
((I'm...relatively sure this is where I'm supposed to be? I'm with Lars' team. If I'm in the wrong thread please tell me))
((Why in the HELL would you leave behind your battlesuit? What possible logic could there be for that?(( Did all of our fliers on the SW team head below ground? Cause if so, I might have to change my action to be 'let out someone on top of that LESHO tube' ))((Well, if I had kept waiting for other people to do stuff, I'd be stuck up there forever. You're free to send someone borrow my battlesuit if you want.))
((I think it didn't quite fit in the four foot tall tunnels.))((Why in the HELL would you leave behind your battlesuit? What possible logic could there be for that?(( Did all of our fliers on the SW team head below ground? Cause if so, I might have to change my action to be 'let out someone on top of that LESHO tube' ))((Well, if I had kept waiting for other people to do stuff, I'd be stuck up there forever. You're free to send someone borrow my battlesuit if you want.))
"Oh I think the extremely well trained super-snipers with mind control powers totally need to catch a break. I mean its not like they would have stood anything RESEMBLING a chance against a guy in a metal suit with a shiv and spitballs."))
((I think it might actually be safer to stay outside the battlesuit. I can carry the same weapons, I'm a smaller target, I'm less of a danger to my teammates. And I've got the shield that can protect me from gauss rifles. If I had the battlesuit, they could still mind control me and a LESHO round would go through battlesuit plate like it was tissue paper. Not to mention that I could trigger the claymore defense system if mind-controlled and go boom among my teammates. The only important thing I'm missing are the cameyes.))
"Fuck it. Flint, I'm going in for a bit to check things out a little. Go get someone who can fit in with me while I wait a bit inside. I'm not going to go too far in but please run."I get the the sense that bishop may be a little bit nervous. Dare I say, afraid?
Bishop gulped and blinked away a bead of sweat that was running into his eye.
"I sure hope he hasn't had enough time to lay too many traps..."
Switch to the gauss rifle and reload it. Then, VERY CAUTIOUSLY, slowly head into the tunnels a little ways, carefully checking the walls for anything that looks like a sensor or trap as I go like my life depends on it. If there's someone who can fit in the tunnels with me nearby, go get them and bring them with me, letting them go first. Don't go further than the first corner, fork, junction or more than 10 meters in and don't stick my head around any corners.
Turn on flashlights or something. Look down tunnel then follow anyone who takes the lead.You flip on your headlamps and wait for your team to do...anything...
"Maybe we should turn our lights on?"
Any fliers still on the surface, we have another LESHO tube. Looks unfinished, if one of you want to check it out for salvage and clues. Going to setup a search pattern centered on that point.
Steve, are these tubes generally how SW's fire LESHO rounds? Or do they have a LESHO rifle as well, or some other means to fire them without the setup time?
Love asking Steve questions, rest of action modified. Question still relevant :P
"Hrmmmmmm. Where to go.... Lets check out that anomalous heat source. Could you direct us Steve?"The directions, unsurprisingly, coincide with the trail of molten metal on the ground. You follow it it through the cramped tunnels, slowly catching up on whatever is making it The trail of metal slag goes from cooled to slightly molten as you continue, and small, molten gashes appear in the walls.
Get directions to the strange heat source, and head out, using my metal pole to check for traps.
((Traps 2: Return of the Pole.))
"dear god people, do you see this? Those buttons aren't beeping and flashing like good buttons should, I mean come on buttons! What would holographic display say if she saw you like this?!truly dissapionting really.You shake your head disapprovingly at the buttons. You remember the good old days. The days on the moon base, when things made sense. (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kG-0V-85H_0)
tsk and sigh at today's state of button affairs, then follow everyone else, especially cuthulu face.
You stick with the pirate as he delves deep into the undermachine."Hrmmmmmm. Where to go.... Lets check out that anomalous heat source. Could you direct us Steve?"Still following the Pirate, not letting him run off alone despite his repeated attempts to do so.
Get directions to the strange heat source, and head out, using my metal pole to check for traps.
((Traps 2: Return of the Pole.))
"Hey, Steve, can we flank that section of tunnels?I'd ask which tunnels, but really, unless you want to spend an hour wandering off on your own before heading down and then back for a while, flanking is gonna be pretty hard. Unless you have a tunnel bore.
Try to come at the tunnel area from another side (if possible), staying out of the way of friendly line of fire.
Unfortunately the doors aren't all opening along a single straight path with only one end point. Rather they're tracing a rather erratic path that even seems to branch off for a few doors before continuing on a different way.((Traps 2: Return of the Pole.))((Poles have a long and honorable history of helping us in a way or another.))Quote>I've got a few curious sensory readings. One being a Series of doors being opened and left that way, precluding it from being any sort of automated system, since they would close doors. Second being a strange heat signature, and the last being a loss of signal for a sensor array.
"Well, let me see..."
Get a map from Steve if necessary, and check where the series of doors being opened can lead to - how many options someone heading that way has. If it can ultimately lead only to one final destination, then send a message to the group - "Heading to [insert place], only possible path for whatever is opening the doors." - and head there to take a look.
"Fuck it. Flint, I'm going in for a bit to check things out a little. Go get someone who can fit in with me while I wait a bit inside. I'm not going to go too far in but please run.""Fuck that shit man. I don't need a battlesuit to kick that guy's ass." said Flint, pressing the release button and removing his arms from the control cuffs. "Just stay close and keep your eyes open." He checked his equipment. Mining laser, check, monoatomic razor, check, smoke grenades, check, monitoring equipment, check, assorted crap, check. Let's get the bastard. "Just wish I could take the cameyes..."
Get out of the battlesuit, lock it (do they have alarms?) and go into the tunnel with Bishop, shield ready. Proceed forward alone if he's too scared to follow me.
I can still carry the mining laser, right? It's got cutting laser stats so that means a STR requirement of 5, right?
Wait for my team to do something.Hey TCM, you ever seen Ghost Dog: Way of the Samurai?
Also this.You...continue to be inside the blackship. Although you do mime skylar's actions and parrot his words in a way that is...well you think it's flattering.
Follow Kriyella's lead
(( Alright then XD ))[aux:3+1]
Looks like all the fliers have left the sky. Wonderful. Alright, Blackship squad, I'm going to approach that unfinished Gauss catapult. Jump out and take a look, I'll come back for you if there's nothing interesting about it.
Approach the roof at a level safe to jump to it, or the edge of the roof if I don't think I can get low enough to the roof. Let some of my crew out, then accelerate off into a search pattern.
Closely watch the roof while approaching. Do not continue if I see any movement.
"Roger that."You step out of the ship and onto the roof of the tower. The roof itself is basically nothing but a semi-gently sloping cone placed atop the tower itself, devoid of anything that interesting. You don't see a way up onto it, though you reason they're probably a hatch on the other side that lets you up from inside the tower. As per the tube...well...you ever seen Wizard of oz? Blackship is to house what tube is to witch. There's only about half of it left.
Let Skylar drop me on the roof, try to get a good look at the surroundings.Spoiler: Gorat 'Chin' Ivanos (click to show/hide)
I think it involves a screen saver.Good question... Stay aboard for now, recover that brain some more. If they find a trail to follow I'll come back and drop you. It will probably depend on Steve's answer, as to whether or not the SW's can fire LESHO rounds at will. If they can't, then as soon as we sweep the rest of the area and confirm that there are no more catapults, I'll be reasonably convinced that the threat of LESHO fire is over, since the SW would essentially have to reveal himself to setup and fire.
"Aye aye, captn'. Snoozing on."
"Really, you attack once and you're already sleeping? Pathetic."
Snooze on, keep recharging brain. Wonder how sleeping in a robobody works.
The trail goes from literally cold to hot but you still don't catch up to the source of the mysterious melting.((I'm...relatively sure this is where I'm supposed to be? I'm with Lars' team. If I'm in the wrong thread please tell me))
((Yeah, you're good))
Lars peers into the hole. "We must follow divine commands."
Lead the team slowly through the tunnel. Lars first, with Xan close behind using his eye-things to scout the tunnel. Use pole that I think we all have to poke around in front.
*glick* Very well then, though there's nothing up 'till the bend.You follow along behind lars, being careful not to accidentally slither though any molten metal.
Slither along behind Lars, alerting him to any hostile things. Be a better scout eye than those mechanical ones!
>No, normally they use a rifle. These tubes are curious; they could be a way to put an active defense on certain areas of the building and were just unfinished. Or they could be here to fool us into thinking there's an SW when there isn't one. Which is honestly the best case scenario.
"Great. Exactly how effective would my rifle be against this repair bot, because I assume it's built to take a beating? If it even is a repair bot. Dammit, why can't the spooks just give up. Make it easy on both of us."...
Continue following the molten trail, using my trusty metal pole to check for traps.
It seems clear that the SW is making a lot of decoys on the opposite end of the area from the Sword. if the control room is of no value, what is the risk of the SW attempting to sneak into the Sword while we're busy? also, what could he do in the AI core?"Grate, I need you to find out what the Shadow Walker is after. or figure out a way to scan for radio signals and triangulate where they are coming from. For some reason he has activated a lot of decoys as far away from here as he can."
hmmm, alright then, look around on the computer of the ship if it has one, look at any important files or something.
Keep attempting to follow Ms. Feyri despite her lack of movement. Be tired of not ever doing anything helpful. Contemplate sneaking back to the ship for science stuff if we don't get moving soon.
Hint hint, Lenglon. Unless I missed something?
(I love that clip by the way. Probably the most accurate portrayal of the HMRC in movies ever.)((Hey! We're not that ridiculous! We are a competent, serious, focused fighting force that
continue licking that elbow! Tat elbow will be licked!
(Well, I was just put into the middle of a battlefield anyway, and considering the first tentative steps of the first mission, I think I'm doing pretty damn well.)
Oh I wasn't taking any offence to it, I also think it was a perfect quote for the case at hand.(Well, I was just put into the middle of a battlefield anyway, and considering the first tentative steps of the first mission, I think I'm doing pretty damn well.)
((Don't worry, I was joking. I just used that cause it's a perfect non sequitur in this case.))
((I'll keep that in mind if what 'Feyri' is telling me to do doesn't work out.))Keep attempting to follow Ms. Feyri despite her lack of movement. Be tired of not ever doing anything helpful. Contemplate sneaking back to the ship for science stuff if we don't get moving soon.((Lenglon and Kisame's chars are already doing stuff. Just 'follow Morul' if you want to help out.))
Hint hint, Lenglon. Unless I missed something?
((Of course he's nervous, what sane man wouldn't be?!))((I don't follow your logic...are you attempting to imply that Bishop is sane?))
(( Bishop has, historically, been one of the more sane characters. Not that this says much :P ))((Of course he's nervous, what sane man wouldn't be?!))((I don't follow your logic...are you attempting to imply that Bishop is sane?))
"How do I do that?"still subbing in for feyri:
((Bishop is somewhat like Milno, Jim and pre-avatar Miyamoto. He's down to earth kind of guy, pretty straight forward and is a lot more sane than most of the others in the HMRC.))
((Not that this says much.))
((Bishop is somewhat like Milno, Jim and pre-avatar Miyamoto. He's down to earth kind of guy, pretty straight forward and is a lot more sane than most of the others in the HMRC.))((Not that this says much.))
((GWG isn't there a aircraft control tower nearby? That would theoretically use radio waves? You could have Steve hack that onto your datapad or somesuch for another reference point.))((...True. Action edited.))
Follow lars. Keep shot gun ready while looking out for any hidden threats.You follow lars, shotgun at the ready, like a red neck hunting chimps at the zoo.
Keep attempting to follow Ms. Feyri despite her lack of movement. Be tired of not ever doing anything helpful. Contemplate sneaking back to the ship for science stuff if we don't get moving soon.You repeatedly bump into the back of Feyri's legs. You're beginning to wonder if this is the best way to do things.
Hint hint, Lenglon. Unless I missed something?
>No, normally they use a rifle. These tubes are curious; they could be a way to put an active defense on certain areas of the building and were just unfinished. Or they could be here to fool us into thinking there's an SW when there isn't one. Which is honestly the best case scenario.
[@Steve] That would be good. Almost too good to hope for. I don't suppose the data from the blackship could indicate that the SW is a deception? Maybe an anomaly in the equipment manifest? Cause that data is now the only indication we have that there's a SW here, and I can move the blackship a lot more freely if there's no SW waiting to bear down on me with a LESHO rifle. Worse than that, if there *is* a SW here, and these tubes could be setup by the UE's or controlled Sods, we have no leads on the SW and probably won't have any unless he acts.
[@Crew] ... Sorry about that. I don't suppose they left the LESHO round for that tube? Take a look around and see if there's any sort of trail off the roof we could follow, or maybe something on the tube we could use to trace the controller. If there isn't, let's clear out of here and do some more sweeps. Maybe we can try and figure out where that heat signature is trying to go and head him off.
Continue conversing with Steve! Watch carefully for incoming LESHO fire, be prepared to accelerate away if I see any.
Whatever is erratically opening doors is either a magnificent bastard with a plan or a mind-controlled worker creating a dynamic, false lead. "Steve, if I wanted to send a message off-world in this current situation, where would I go? And in case I wanted to cause as much damage as possible to the complex?" Milno asks, trying to make a sense of things.
Ask Steve, head to the place indicated. If no place is indicated, then land upon the Sword's cage.
"Great. Exactly how effective would my rifle be against this repair bot, because I assume it's built to take a beating? If it even is a repair bot. Dammit, why can't the spooks just give up. Make it easy on both of us."You jog down the tunnel, smacking away at the walls with your pole like a blind distance runner, or maybe a sex maniac with a fetish for flat metal surfaces. Eventually, you catch up to the source of the molten trail: a basketball sized, spider like droid with a back covered in rods used for welding. It's slowly chewing through these rods with a white hot mouth of manipulators as it skitters across the walls and carves out random gashes for no discernible reason.
Continue following the molten trail, using my trusty metal pole to check for traps.
"Great. Exactly how effective would my rifle be against this repair bot, because I assume it's built to take a beating? If it even is a repair bot. Dammit, why can't the spooks just give up. Make it easy on both of us."...
Continue following the molten trail, using my trusty metal pole to check for traps.
"mrow"
Turn around and walk away. go to the top of the tower the SW was last known to be at. take my time and attempt to isolate and begin to follow his smell.
For Feyri:Quote from: Feyri to SteveIt seems clear that the SW is making a lot of decoys on the opposite end of the area from the Sword. if the control room is of no value, what is the risk of the SW attempting to sneak into the Sword while we're busy? also, what could he do in the AI core?"Grate, I need you to find out what the Shadow Walker is after. or figure out a way to scan for radio signals and triangulate where they are coming from. For some reason he has activated a lot of decoys as far away from here as he can."
Questions for Steve and Grate.
hmmm, alright then, look around on the computer of the ship if it has one, look at any important files or something.[aux:1-1]
Follow the religious zealot, wait for things to do.You could try reasoning with the welding bot. You invented robots after all. And welding!
Exit ship, attempt to strip incomplete LESHO tube. Re-enter ship if time allows[dex:5-1]
"We didn't come this far to do this halfway. We must find out for the glory of Steve.""Whoever made this welding droid look like some sort of creepy crab spider thing as a weird sense of humor."
Keep going.
((Is Bishop nervous? He's helping to hunt down an invisible killer that's armed with a nuclear weapon, loves to set deadly traps and is extremely hard to pin down and he's doing it in cramped and dark tunnels with no cameyes to help see. Of course he's nervous, what sane man wouldn't be?!))
"Steve, I've found your sensor problem. It doesn't look good. Looks like someone dug the thing out of the wall with a screwdriver or something. What do you want to do?
Also, have you considered pumping in a gas of some sort into the tunnels and watching for disturbances in the gas from moving objects? That might help with getting through his cloak.
And can you please redirect someone to my position pronto? I'm feeling a bit exposed here by myself..."
Wait for Steve to reply. Constantly check my surroundings and keep my guard up incase the SW is near. Make sure to protect my neck and head incase of assassination attempts!
Xan inexplicably feels a bout of paranoia coming on.[will:6+1]
Grow chitin thick enough to be bulletproof while following Lars.
Check around the missing sensor for clues. Also see what ways out of here are and where someone is most likely to go from here.This area is fairly restrained in terms of side paths, the sensor deadzone itself is basically a little cul-de-sac of tunnels that don't go anywhere. If the person that removed these sensors is still here, he's in that cul-de-sac and there's only a few ways out.
Head back to the Sword. Locate the AM."Radio triangulation is possible, but you're gonna need three points of reference. And that means three receivers. And they're gonna have to be a good distance apart and pretty powerful. Also, what are you gonna use it for again?"
"Miss 'Feyri' suggested I try to find a way to triangulate radio signals. Do you have anything like that in stock, or would I have to make it myself? And if the latter, can I pretty please use Tinker? Oh, and could I borrow a little of the aircraft control thingy's radio stuff useage?"
If A is true, acquire radio triangulation thingy.
If A and B are false, follow Morul.
If A is false and B is true...Tinker time!Spoiler (click to show/hide)
I need an escort up the tower that LESHO was fired from, I want to see if I can catch the SW's scent.Estimate how hard it would be to simply climb the outside of the tower and call for an escort in case I have to go through the inside.
hmmm, alright then, look around on the computer of the ship if it has one, look at any important files or something.
(( The ship computer has been stripped. That was a question directly for Steve, he has all the relelvant data. ))
(( ....................................................
Clearly I should have made this a bolded action. And speech. And actively prevented him from doing so. But for fucks sake, PW, you've been kinder to us before when players did useless shit XD ))hmmm, alright then, look around on the computer of the ship if it has one, look at any important files or something.
(( The ship computer has been stripped. That was a question directly for Steve, he has all the relelvant data. ))
(( That makes this action definitely useless shit XD ))
TRENDON, IF WE SURVIVE THIS I AM BURYING YOU IN A DEEP, DEEP HOLE WITH WHATEVER REMAINS OF THIS SHIP
PAN, help stabilize us, if I can't bring this thing back under control, I'm going to cut the power and you're going to need to set us down.
Fight to bring the ship down to land. If none of the controls are responding, see if one of another console is still functional, or attempt to quickly repair this one... while being jerked around by the bucking bronco of a ship.
If none of this works, attempt to cut the power completely so Pan can try to set us down without the ship fighting him.
((Assuming of course, that the crash, the other people on the ship and the possibility of a magazine detonation do not :P))(( Yeah, sort of banking on one of those doing the deed, because Skylar has no skill with weapons. Wait... oh, I have the drone platform. I can murder him with that! YAY! ;D))
((Bishop is somewhat like Milno, Jim and pre-avatar Miyamoto. He's down to earth kind of guy, pretty straight forward and is a lot more sane than most of the others in the HMRC. Typically. Some might say, dangerously so.))
"Need reinforcements, possible enemy combatant trapped here."
Do you mean that I have that possible man trapped or that this possible man only has few ways to escape?
If the former, prepare a scout drone to scout the dead ends.
If the later, proceed to one of the possible escape points while directing my teammates to others.
"Need reinforcements, possible enemy combatant trapped here."[/quote]
((Who let him touch the controls of the hio? This is so much of a failute that my laughter is affecting my typing. Granted, I'm typing on a laptop which is atop my actual lap...))hmmm, alright then, look around on the computer of the ship if it has one, look at any important files or something.[aux:1-1]
Great (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JsDrGgDOtj8&t=1m36s)
You run up behind Skylar, whip your laser rifle out and press it against one side of the control console bank. You then proceed to squeeze the trigger and drag the rifle across the entire length of the control, completely and totally ruining them. The Ship, now at the whims of a misfiring and damaged system, jerks back up into the air and starts jerking around like a mechanical bull having a seizure.
"I'M HELPING!" you shout, as you're flung back down the hall and land, head first, in the toilet.
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"Wasn't the Shadow Walker using a remote-controlled gun? Wouldn't he need a radio signal sender thingy to do that?"Head back to the Sword. Locate the AM."Radio triangulation is possible, but you're gonna need three points of reference. And that means three receivers. And they're gonna have to be a good distance apart and pretty powerful. Also, what are you gonna use it for again?"
"Miss 'Feyri' suggested I try to find a way to triangulate radio signals. Do you have anything like that in stock, or would I have to make it myself? And if the latter, can I pretty please use Tinker? Oh, and could I borrow a little of the aircraft control thingy's radio stuff useage?"
If A is true, acquire radio triangulation thingy.
If A and B are false, follow Morul.
If A is false and B is true...Tinker time!Spoiler (click to show/hide)
"Gonna have to be more specific about that last part."
Charles aims the turret away from the ground and the impending crash site. If no one fixes the issue, he starts firing the turret on full auto, trying to empty it before the crash occurs.((Wouldn't it be simpler to eject the magazine?
"Need reinforcements, possible enemy combatant trapped here."
Grow some eyes and legs and ears, but keep the chitin.
Keep away from the dangerous stuff.
Considering the mission that comes after this relative cakewalk, I need to get you guys back into the habit of coping with horrifying injury.
((I'm saving all these ideas; just wait, after a while it'll turn out that I'm the Tyranids when I end up going out of the galaxy.))Grow some eyes and legs and ears, but keep the chitin.
Keep away from the dangerous stuff.
((If the doc can do specific upgrades to your capabilities in exchange for tokens or something, I think you should ask for an upgrade that allows you to rapidly change between different pre-defined forms (like hunter form, sensor form, pretection form, mobility form, form that's a big armored roller ball for crushing stuff, etc.) without requiring a will roll all the time (or maybe a bonus to your roll if it's a form you're familiar with).
Other stuff you could ask for is ability to make other organisms, so you can start growing a small squad of minions. Like organisms specifically designed to do certain tasks (like small cloaked bug with sensors to act as a 'scout drone', or healer bugs that inject beneficial drugs into teammates, or shield bugs that soak up damage for you and oh god gotta stop before I get going again.))
I usually do. But...well he left it unstruck out...and he rolled 1-1...and It's been waaaay to long since anyone has died in a fiery explosion. Considering the mission that comes after this relative cakewalk, I need to get you guys back into the habit of coping with horrifying injury.((And just when I thought this would be my first mission where I wouldn't get grievously inured.))
PAN, help stabilize us, if I can't bring this thing back under control, I'm going to cut the power and you're going to need to set us down.[/glow]
((What page is that picture of Jack Sean drew again? I can remember.))((Can't help you if you're looking for the page itself, but I can repost the picture: link (https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/u/4152380/scrap325_a.jpg). ^_^))
((Close enough. Also, have you though of doing a group picture of some of the members?))((What page is that picture of Jack Sean drew again? I can remember.))((Can't help you if you're looking for the page itself, but I can repost the picture: link (https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/u/4152380/scrap325_a.jpg). ^_^))
"STILL HELPING!"(( The main problem wasn't aux vs handi, but that we know there's nothing else on that computer, so the action was going to be a waste of time, as I told you shortly after you posted. I didn't make any action against it because I figured PW would protect us from a do-nothing action, or that you would change it. And then PW ruined it by rolling a one :P ))
try and get steady and then see if I can jump out with or without hurting myself, if it would, see if I can at least stabilise it.
(Oh god, I'm so sorry, I forgot that aux and handiwork are different rolls! Jesus Christ I'm so bad with this.)
((Don't worry, this time your helper doesn't have a -1 in aux. He has a 0. Yep.))"STILL HELPING!"(( The main problem wasn't aux vs handi, but that we know there's nothing else on that computer, so the action was going to be a waste of time, as I told you shortly after you posted. I didn't make any action against it because I figured PW would protect us from a do-nothing action, or that you would change it. And then PW ruined it by rolling a one :P ))
try and get steady and then see if I can jump out with or without hurting myself, if it would, see if I can at least stabilise it.
(Oh god, I'm so sorry, I forgot that aux and handiwork are different rolls! Jesus Christ I'm so bad with this.)
((Well, I was checking if there was anything that could help the turret become automated because Boone was using it but, -1.))"STILL HELPING!"(( The main problem wasn't aux vs handi, but that we know there's nothing else on that computer, so the action was going to be a waste of time, as I told you shortly after you posted. I didn't make any action against it because I figured PW would protect us from a do-nothing action, or that you would change it. And then PW ruined it by rolling a one :P ))
try and get steady and then see if I can jump out with or without hurting myself, if it would, see if I can at least stabilise it.
(Oh god, I'm so sorry, I forgot that aux and handiwork are different rolls! Jesus Christ I'm so bad with this.)
((Don't worry, this time your helper doesn't have a -1 in aux. He has a 0. Yep.))"STILL HELPING!"(( The main problem wasn't aux vs handi, but that we know there's nothing else on that computer, so the action was going to be a waste of time, as I told you shortly after you posted. I didn't make any action against it because I figured PW would protect us from a do-nothing action, or that you would change it. And then PW ruined it by rolling a one :P ))
try and get steady and then see if I can jump out with or without hurting myself, if it would, see if I can at least stabilise it.
(Oh god, I'm so sorry, I forgot that aux and handiwork are different rolls! Jesus Christ I'm so bad with this.)
((The saddest part is that one of the two major things I did here, weld the turret to the ship, has made this situation even worse.))(( Sssshhhh, maybe PW will forget it's there. Or take pity on us and have it explode now.
((He did one of robo-Feyri, normal-Lyra, and boring-Grate.))((Close enough. Also, have you though of doing a group picture of some of the members?))((What page is that picture of Jack Sean drew again? I can remember.))((Can't help you if you're looking for the page itself, but I can repost the picture: link (https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/u/4152380/scrap325_a.jpg). ^_^))
((It is, if I recall correctly.))((The saddest part is that one of the two major things I did here, weld the turret to the ship, has made this situation even worse.))(( Sssshhhh, maybe PW will forget it's there. Or take pity on us and have it explode now.
Is that thing really loaded with the CFl3 rounds? XD ))
((So, not only is it a massive wrecking ball of a ship, it is also a explosive napalm ship.((It is, if I recall correctly.))((The saddest part is that one of the two major things I did here, weld the turret to the ship, has made this situation even worse.))(( Sssshhhh, maybe PW will forget it's there. Or take pity on us and have it explode now.
Is that thing really loaded with the CFl3 rounds? XD ))
((Also, "insert Admiral Ackbar quote here".))((You need to be more specific.
"STILL HELPING!"Don't worry about it too much. Everyone will eventually screw things up horribly and probably get someone killed. Such things are inevitable.
try and get steady and then see if I can jump out with or without hurting myself, if it would, see if I can at least stabilise it.
(Oh god, I'm so sorry, I forgot that aux and handiwork are different rolls! Jesus Christ I'm so bad with this.)
((Sigh. "IT'S A TRAP!"))((Well, you took the fun out of it...))
((Speaking of which, am I more needed trying to do something about the blackship or hunting the corridors?))
((However, currently the crash-landing blackship is a higher priority. not sure if there's anything you can do about it though.))Quote from: Lyra to anyone with nothing else to doI need an escort up the tower that LESHO was fired from, I want to see if I can catch the SW's scent.
((...Hey! Irony, thought your character died somewhere in, or was I mixing that up with that dude that was slowly being infected by a alien intelligence?
So. Meant to get back into this sooner, but better late than never.
Is Faith still around these parts? I'd assume so, since it's either "still in base" or "went back to ship."
Speaking of which, am I more needed trying to do something about the blackship or hunting the corridors?))
"STILL HELPING!"Don't worry about it too much. Everyone will eventually screw things up horribly and probably get someone killed. Such things are inevitable.
try and get steady and then see if I can jump out with or without hurting myself, if it would, see if I can at least stabilise it.
(Oh god, I'm so sorry, I forgot that aux and handiwork are different rolls! Jesus Christ I'm so bad with this.)
((Hey, Irony's back! Some of us were considering sending Faith on a suicide sub-mission of some kind.))((Neat! Got a list so I can pay my good friends a visit?))
((Didn't we confirm that the LESHO was actually a remote-controlled single use tube?((Speaking of which, am I more needed trying to do something about the blackship or hunting the corridors?))((However, currently the crash-landing blackship is a higher priority. not sure if there's anything you can do about it though.))Quote from: Lyra to anyone with nothing else to doI need an escort up the tower that LESHO was fired from, I want to see if I can catch the SW's scent.
Hey! Irony, thought your character died somewhere in, or was I mixing that up with that dude that was slowly being infected by a alien intelligence?((I was alive last I saw; the only one I noticed getting infected by an alien intelligence is/was Ivan, the satan stag beetle proto-Altered. He got his head melted off, but the Doctor still had his body last I heard. Was there a more recent convert?
Nevertheless, when did you go AFK (I know you may not have been away from keyboard, I don't know what else to put) in the game?
Oh and some advice, I suggest you might want to stay away form the black ship, you already know this but we have a ship having a seizure (don't know how that happened.) and there's a turret filled with a combo of napalm and something even more dangrous.
((Also, Irony, it's probably safe to assume Faith is either on the gangway or the ship.))((She was following Milno around prior to everything kind of re-melding as they are now, though. Would she have been auto'd that way?))
((Actually if I remember right Ivan just got knocked out by the AM after killing a few people. They still have him in stasis and such somewhere.))((Yeah. I had to crawl to the AM for safety, and that was while I already had my robot body. On another note, the double-blind SW deception could be plausible, actually.
((Also, Irony, it's probably safe to assume Faith is either on the gangway or the ship.))((She was following Milno around prior to everything kind of re-melding as they are now, though. Would she have been auto'd that way?))
((For the record, the ship is currently suffering from a serious case of laseredcontrols-itis. If anyone has suggestions other than ones already listed, please tell us.))((Other then repair the controls, hotwire the controls, or leap screaming from the ship, nothing comes to mind. Maybe get Jim or someone else with a more nuanced amp/manip to gently set it down.
((Ah, thanks.((Also, Irony, it's probably safe to assume Faith is either on the gangway or the ship.))((She was following Milno around prior to everything kind of re-melding as they are now, though. Would she have been auto'd that way?))
((After the first set of goals for each team was accomplished, we reformed into new teams, with PW doing a "okay you're all at the gangway now and regrouped" update.))
((Oh and some advice, I suggest you might want to stay away form the black ship, you already know this but we have a ship having a seizure (don't know how that happened.) and there's a turret filled with something even more dangrous.))
((Yes.))((The saddest part is that one of the two major things I did here, weld the turret to the ship, has made this situation even worse.))(( Sssshhhh, maybe PW will forget it's there. Or take pity on us and have it explode now.
Is that thing really loaded with the CFl3 rounds? XD ))
((Thank @Xantalos for taking two of the thirty rounds earlier. As a result, we are approximately 6.67% less screwed than before.))((So, not only is it a massive wrecking ball of a ship, it is also a explosive napalm ship.((It is, if I recall correctly.))((The saddest part is that one of the two major things I did here, weld the turret to the ship, has made this situation even worse.))(( Sssshhhh, maybe PW will forget it's there. Or take pity on us and have it explode now.
Is that thing really loaded with the CFl3 rounds? XD ))
Go us.))
((Yes.))((The saddest part is that one of the two major things I did here, weld the turret to the ship, has made this situation even worse.))(( Sssshhhh, maybe PW will forget it's there. Or take pity on us and have it explode now.
Is that thing really loaded with the CFl3 rounds? XD ))((Thank @Xantalos for taking two of the thirty rounds earlier. As a result, we are approximately 6.67% less screwed than before.))((So, not only is it a massive wrecking ball of a ship, it is also a explosive napalm ship.((It is, if I recall correctly.))((The saddest part is that one of the two major things I did here, weld the turret to the ship, has made this situation even worse.))(( Sssshhhh, maybe PW will forget it's there. Or take pity on us and have it explode now.
Is that thing really loaded with the CFl3 rounds? XD ))
Go us.))
Charles frantically looks through the operator's manual of the Pawn SFE "Um... to the people on the ship... the magazine has a detonation function, if you aim it away from the ship and use it... most of it will be blown away in a directed blast... the problem is... some of it might still hit the ship and the explosion will damage it in the process... just make a decision quickly..."
((So if the ship starts going crashy, we can either spray and pray burning genocide everywhere or we can blow a hole in our own ship to get said genocide away from us. Note that by genocide, I mean it as in, 'genocide against every fucking thing that is vulnerable to ClF3' which last time I checked, is most things.))
((And that's so comforting.))((Oh and some advice, I suggest you might want to stay away form the black ship, you already know this but we have a ship having a seizure (don't know how that happened.) and there's a turret filled with something even more dangrous.))((Fixed that for you. As far as I'm aware, the ammunition in there now is just ClF3, no napalm. The only napalm stuff was the napalm/thermite mix (namite) that's used in the 'flamethrower' that I think Miyamoto has.))
((As long as you crash it in a controllable manner injuries should be minimized and the magazine won't go off.))
((Yeah, good luck with that.))
"Oh my... the turret... Unload it! Unload it NOW!"You aim the turret off into the distance and wait to see if emptying it is necessary. You really kinda wish you had Jim or another one of the powerful Amp users on board. They could probably land this thing via mind bullets.
Charles aims the turret away from the ground and the impending crash site. If no one fixes the issue, he starts firing the turret on full auto, trying to empty it before the crash occurs.
((Goddamn. I just knew that switching out to the ClF3 magazine would come to bite me in the backside. Didn't expect anything this spectacular though.))
...
How tall is that tower? (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cgtYrlFwzF0)Quote from: Lyra to anyone with nothing else to doI need an escort up the tower that LESHO was fired from, I want to see if I can catch the SW's scent.Estimate how hard it would be to simply climb the outside of the tower and call for an escort in case I have to go through the inside.
For Feyri:
Go to the other docked ships and attempt have them shut their hatches and retract the gangway from them.
"Need reinforcements, possible enemy combatant trapped here."I mean that this area is a big maze of tunnels but said maze only has a few ways in or out. Three, specifically.
Do you mean that I have that possible man trapped or that this possible man only has few ways to escape?
If the former, prepare a scout drone to scout the dead ends.
If the later, proceed to one of the possible escape points while directing my teammates to others.
"Need reinforcements, possible enemy combatant trapped here."
((My thoughts on the title:
"Hm. This isn't the Amp-Hunter thread, it's probably the other main one. Must be a new turn! ...Oh, wait. Mayday. That's bad. I hope it isn't Grate..."))((Who let him touch the controls of the hio? This is so much of a failute that my laughter is affecting my typing. Granted, I'm typing on a laptop which is atop my actual lap...))hmmm, alright then, look around on the computer of the ship if it has one, look at any important files or something.[aux:1-1]
Great (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JsDrGgDOtj8&t=1m36s)
You run up behind Skylar, whip your laser rifle out and press it against one side of the control console bank. You then proceed to squeeze the trigger and drag the rifle across the entire length of the control, completely and totally ruining them. The Ship, now at the whims of a misfiring and damaged system, jerks back up into the air and starts jerking around like a mechanical bull having a seizure.
"I'M HELPING!" you shout, as you're flung back down the hall and land, head first, in the toilet.
["Wasn't the Shadow Walker using a remote-controlled gun? Wouldn't he need a radio signal sender thingy to do that?"Head back to the Sword. Locate the AM."Radio triangulation is possible, but you're gonna need three points of reference. And that means three receivers. And they're gonna have to be a good distance apart and pretty powerful. Also, what are you gonna use it for again?"
"Miss 'Feyri' suggested I try to find a way to triangulate radio signals. Do you have anything like that in stock, or would I have to make it myself? And if the latter, can I pretty please use Tinker? Oh, and could I borrow a little of the aircraft control thingy's radio stuff useage?"
If A is true, acquire radio triangulation thingy.
If A and B are false, follow Morul.
If A is false and B is true...Tinker time!Spoiler (click to show/hide)
"Gonna have to be more specific about that last part."
Grow some eyes and legs and ears, but keep the chitin.[will:6+1]
Keep away from the dangerous stuff. Hide behind Lars or something.
((Also ahahahahahaha good job guys.))
"####! Steve, anyone can you get the ####ing ship back under control?!"[str:5]
Try to help T onto the roof.Spoiler: Gorat 'Chin' Ivanos (click to show/hide)
... HelpGorat drags you up onto the roof and questions your athletic capacity.
Struggle upwards!
((More like FLAMING TOXIC ACID ship. ClF3 is not nice stuff. Pyro has rambled on about its properties enough that I'm not, but just google it. Also, "insert Admiral Ackbar quote here".))Lars moves to touch the thing, but you hold him off and instead jab it with a metal rod. It immediately whirls around and starts swinging molten metal rods at you while chattering mechanically.
"Father, wait. It could be a trap. Back off for a bit while I poke it with the pole."
Get everyone to stay back, then go poke it with the pole, praying it doesn't explode. Or something. If nothing happens, grab it and deactivate it.
((Yes, I do know of the Ghost Dog and his tragic story.))It seemed the sort of thing you would like, if you hadn't heard of it.
You're feeling extremely good about your decision to let someone else poke the robot before giving it a hug."STILL HELPING!"Don't worry about it too much. Everyone will eventually screw things up horribly and probably get someone killed. Such things are inevitable.
try and get steady and then see if I can jump out with or without hurting myself, if it would, see if I can at least stabilise it.
(Oh god, I'm so sorry, I forgot that aux and handiwork are different rolls! Jesus Christ I'm so bad with this.)
((This is true. Lars got the base in the planetoid mission eaten by a sandworm. Pyro's first character killed three players and millions of innocent civilians.))
"You are brave, Brother Morul. May Algis's shielding hands protect you as you serve the Most Holy Steve."
Let him go first
((Also, Irony, it's probably safe to assume Faith is either on the gangway or the ship.))
You're no where near that thing. You're on the surface, with Miyamoto, near the nuclear crater. He's been using you as a watch dog.((For the record, the ship is currently suffering from a serious case of laseredcontrols-itis. If anyone has suggestions other than ones already listed, please tell us.))((Other then repair the controls, hotwire the controls, or leap screaming from the ship, nothing comes to mind. Maybe get Jim or someone else with a more nuanced amp/manip to gently set it down.
There's also potentially brute-forcing certain things, like trying to disable the engines/whatever it uses to maneuver and hoping a straight drop is less harmful than careening around.))((Ah, thanks.((Also, Irony, it's probably safe to assume Faith is either on the gangway or the ship.))((She was following Milno around prior to everything kind of re-melding as they are now, though. Would she have been auto'd that way?))
((After the first set of goals for each team was accomplished, we reformed into new teams, with PW doing a "okay you're all at the gangway now and regrouped" update.))
I guess I'll look into that double bluff then.))
Try to get to that spent LESHO tube and analyze it in more detail. How certain am I that it was actually the source of the LESHO fired at Miyamoto?
If I can't climbjump my way up there, see if there's a way that doesn't involve going through the possibly-trapped tower.
"Gotcha Steve. Holding position." Bishop replied, glancing warily around himself.Paris departs and another man shows up a few minutes later. You look around a bit while you wait, always looking over your shoulder as you do, however. You find a bit of what looks like damaged electronics on the ground a little further in down the tunnel. Probably dropped a bit of the sensor he dug out as me moved farther in.
"This is Bishop. I'm in the center of the sensor blackout. Can someone PLEASE get over here now? I've found no traps and it looks like someone who's scared or panicked has torn out an array over here. I need back up ASAP."
Hold position. Look around the immediate area for signs of who could have done this and what direction they took or anything out of the ordinary. Be wary of traps or assassination attempts as usual.
(( ....................................................
Clearly I should have made this a bolded action. And speech. And actively prevented him from doing so. But for fucks sake, PW, you've been kinder to us before when players did useless shit XD ))hmmm, alright then, look around on the computer of the ship if it has one, look at any important files or something.
(( The ship computer has been stripped. That was a question directly for Steve, he has all the relelvant data. ))
(( That makes this action definitely useless shit XD ))
TRENDON, IF WE SURVIVE THIS I AM BURYING YOU IN A DEEP, DEEP HOLE WITH WHATEVER REMAINS OF THIS SHIP
PAN, help stabilize us, if I can't bring this thing back under control, I'm going to cut the power and you're going to need to set us down.
Fight to bring the ship down to land. If none of the controls are responding, see if one of another console is still functional, or attempt to quickly repair this one... while being jerked around by the bucking bronco of a ship.
If none of this works, attempt to cut the power completely so Pan can try to set us down without the ship fighting him.
I usually do. But...well he left it unstruck out...and he rolled 1-1...and It's been waaaay to long since anyone has died in a fiery explosion. Considering the mission that comes after this relative cakewalk, I need to get you guys back into the habit of coping with horrifying injury.((And just when I thought this would be my first mission where I wouldn't get grievously inured.))PAN, help stabilize us, if I can't bring this thing back under control, I'm going to cut the power and you're going to need to set us down.[/glow]
"Hey dipshit, you're crashing. Might wanna do something about that"
"I detect that someone has disabled the ships controls. In layman terms, they lasered the buttons. Brace for impact."
"If I get out of this thing in one piece I'm giving you a piece of my mind, Trendon! The piece that BURNS SHIT. AAH"
Stabilize ship with my mass amp. If skylar cannot regain control, try to set it down. Gently.
((Go go bonus because of snoozing/reloading brain?))
"STILL HELPING!"
try and get steady and then see if I can jump out with or without hurting myself, if it would, see if I can at least stabilise it.
(Oh god, I'm so sorry, I forgot that aux and handiwork are different rolls! Jesus Christ I'm so bad with this.)
Assist Skylar in stabilizing the ship.Well, one thing can be said about Trendon, if nothing else: When he fucks things up he fucks them up very thoroughly. The console is fired, completely screwed. The only thing that can be done is to try and activate the ship's safety mode via directly manipulating the circuitry.
Do these other ships need to have functional com systems? right now they're a security risk. Anyway, could you keep an eye on these cameras I'm placing to make sure the SW doesn't break into the ships?
Lars twitches a bit. It's looking at him.((You're not gonna be grossed out by the mass of eyes and tongues clambering up onto you? :P))
If Morul fails to disable the bot, put a round in it myself.
((I solemnly swear that I won't eat you until I've devoured my first planet.))
And if done right, it may be able to self-repair too. The suit, in turn, interfaces with and is slaved to the wearer's nervous system and gains nourishment from either the user or internally stored biomass reserves.
And if done right, it may be able to self-repair too. The suit, in turn, interfaces with and is slaved to the wearer's nervous system and gains nourishment from either the user or internally stored biomass reserves.
((No problems with that at all.))
((I wonder if Xan could create (limited?) versions of himself, to make, for instance, weapons that can change their exact properties.))
"Need reinforcements, possible enemy combatant trapped here."
Where? I'm going there.
((I do think I might be limited in that regard since my brain is necessary for the shapeshifting process. So I might be able to be a suit of armor for somebody, but probably not grow one.))((I solemnly swear that I won't eat you until I've devoured my first planet.))
((Oh god, I helped create a monster. Then again, it's just too much fun not to really.
By the way, if you ever find out what your capabilities are exactly, be sure to look into custom-growing equipment for teammates. Like a bug that attaches to a person and pumps 'em full of drugs when needed. Or grow form-fitting chitin-bone-keratin armor with shock-absorbing soft tissue material underneath, add custom features (Claws, specific protection against certain damage types (heat, electric etc.) as needed.
Or hell, go for a whole suit, basically a new organism that lives in symbiosis with its wearer, providing protection/armor, a sort of powered exoskeleton (due to the suit/organism having muscle of itself to support its wearer's strength), mk.II style self-sealing properties and drug injection systems, with added bio-weapons (bonesword, acidsprayer, boneshard launcher, serrated claws, ...) as requested by the buyer (you might be able to ask some tokens for custom-growing equipment of course, then use these tokens to upgrade your capabilities).
And if done right, it may be able to self-repair too. The suit, in turn, interfaces with and is slaved to the wearer's nervous system and gains nourishment from either the user or internally stored biomass reserves.
And while we're at it, maybe try to grow a large battlesuit-style organism that is controlled by a pilot and has all of the above, coupled with whatever else you want to add (think pilotable Carnifex (http://wh40k.lexicanum.com/wiki/Carnifex#.UoPNvflWym4) or Hive Tyrant (http://wh40k.lexicanum.com/wiki/Hive_Tyrant#.UoPPVPlWym4) (or go for a Hierophant (http://wh40k.lexicanum.com/wiki/Hierophant#.UoPOsPlWym4) if you're feeling silly).
Or, to think smaller again, weapons that create their own ammo as long as they're kept fed, like that boneshard launcher (http://wh40k.lexicanum.com/wiki/Impaler_Cannon#.UoPUb_lWym4) or maggot cannon (http://wh40k.lexicanum.com/wiki/Deathspitter#.UoPUaflWym4) from before, but without it integrated with a suit. Or hell, if you can bio-engineer virii then you can become a second Doc and create specific gene treatments to transform peeps into weird horrorspawns with abilities as you like it. Or just give people increased physical perfection and free gene therapies, whatever really.
Oh, and if GWG one day figures out how his pill machine works, and the effects are combinable with your stuff, then the options grow even more expansive. Think bio-computer hybrids, organisms that have AoW-like skin, whatever you can think of.
Really, the more I think (http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/BugWar)about it, the more (http://wh40k.lexicanum.com/wiki/Species_of_Tyranids#.UoPTtflWym4) I realize (http://wh40k.lexicanum.com/wiki/Biomorph#.UoPTuPlWym4)the awesome possibilities (http://starcraft.wikia.com/wiki/Category:Zerg_breeds)are truly (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bug_(Starship_Troopers))
endless...
(I'm starting to think PW, if he read all these rants, will be nerfing your powers greatly to keep game balance, otherwise we'll have an army of monsters runnin' round without the usual Doc Highlander-style thinning occurring).
And yes, I know all of this is very implausible from a hard sci-fi standpoint, but really, seeing how Xan's powers are already ridiculous and impossible to begin with, I'm willing to suspend my disbelief if it lets me experiment and think of new and creative xenohorrors.
*reads own post*
... Dammit, it happened again!))
((@ Ironyowl: you are with Jim's team, in this thread, and you're hunting for an Amp specialist (think X-men Professor X with amps). Read here for more info and correct thread. (http://www.bay12forums.com/smf/index.php?topic=106279.16850)))
((I do think I might be limited in that regard since my brain is necessary for the shapeshifting process. So I might be able to be a suit of armor for somebody, but probably not grow one.))
((Where are they going to put it?))((Brain?))
"The Reinforcements have arrived!"
There is an unusually large man standing there, wearing a mk1 suit and longcoat, holding a laser rifle in one hand.
Follow the first person I see. Look for bad guys to shoot.
((Where are they going to put it?))((In his brain, the one thing that apparently he can't mess with. Meaning he can still use his amps, presumably.))
"The Reinforcements have arrived!"((The first person you're going to see is probably going to be Feyri, who is busy playing with cameras in non-combat areas on the off-chance that she has correctly guessed what the enemies objectives are. There are far more productive people to be following right now.))
There is an unusually large man standing there, wearing a mk1 suit and longcoat, holding a laser rifle in one hand.
Follow the first person I see. Look for bad guys to shoot.
((I do think I might be limited in that regard since my brain is necessary for the shapeshifting process. So I might be able to be a suit of armor for somebody, but probably not grow one.))((Can you grow a new brain? Or at least ganglia?))
((For instance, this guy:))"The Reinforcements have arrived!"((The first person you're going to see is probably going to be Feyri, who is busy playing with cameras in non-combat areas on the off-chance that she has correctly guessed what the enemies objectives are. There are far more productive people to be following right now.))
There is an unusually large man standing there, wearing a mk1 suit and longcoat, holding a laser rifle in one hand.
Follow the first person I see. Look for bad guys to shoot.
continue licking that elbow! Tat elbow will be licked!
"The Reinforcements have arrived!"
There is an unusually large man standing there, wearing a mk1 suit and longcoat, holding a laser rifle in one hand.Follow the first person I see. Look for bad guys to shoot.
Look for someone who is actually doing something.
""Hey Steve, could you lead me to where the action is?"
((Really? I find yellow the easiest to read. I'm using darkling btw))((The mystery has been solved...))
(( Yeah, that was how the discussion went last time :P Yellow is really easy to read on darkling, but almost impossible to read on the default theme.((Really? I find yellow the easiest to read. I'm using darkling btw))((The mystery has been solved...))
"wait, hmmm, if the turret has a basic AI and it can be programmed...((How would the turret control the ship? It's not connected to the systems, and the controls are fried.))
Steve, can this turret contain and use the data that was ripped from the blackship orriginally? I was just thinking that maybe the turret could be used as a controller for the ship, that way, we might be able to land it using the turrets AI, we would have to delete the original AI however."
I mean the turret has an AI of itself, if a program that tells it how to use the blackships thrusters and stuff, and made it want to always land, we wouldn't need the controls."wait, hmmm, if the turret has a basic AI and it can be programmed...((How would the turret control the ship? It's not connected to the systems, and the controls are fried.))
Steve, can this turret contain and use the data that was ripped from the blackship orriginally? I was just thinking that maybe the turret could be used as a controller for the ship, that way, we might be able to land it using the turrets AI, we would have to delete the original AI however."
I got Xcom, enemy within today.
Prepare for another XCOM ER log series.
I then genemodded him with a second heart and adaptive bone marrow.
((Aliens-tech motion sensors are a silly device though. What kind of motion do they sense? Through what? How do they determine when something moves, and not them? Stuff like that. Motion sensors can only sense the motion of what they can detect, and when they can detect something moving across several concrete walls, steel doors, and half a football field's worth of corridors... perhaps having a camera based on the same tech could be more useful?))((It probably senses vibrations, possibly coordinating with systems in the complex and certainly compensating for their vibrations by basically knowing that there should be vibrations there--presumably due to sensor'd shoes--and similarly for any machines in the base.
very sensitive G-sensors, it could be done.((Yes, now you too can find the G-spot!!!
*smack*very sensitive G-sensors, it could be done.((Yes, now you too can find the G-spot!!!
I'm terrible I know :P))
Milno shrugs and moves on. "So, the ship we recently stole is about to crash? Figures why we can't have nice stuff."
Cover the only unguarded way out of the maze.
"Shit! Get back! I fucking knew it! Steve! Any overrides for this thing?
If Steve has any verbal shutdown codes, shout them out, and if that doesn't work, put a gauss round through the bots' core.
"Oh thank the stars! I was starting to loose my mind from being alone down here with an invisible killer that has a habit of laying traps running around."You poke at the new guy a few times to make sure he's not a UE or a ghost or a werewolf or something. He isn't, as far as you can tell, so you and him start heading deeper into the maze of tunnels. There are more, similarly removed sensors down the hall, as well as footprints and a small trail of blood. It seems like whoever was removing these hurt themselves a bit as they did.
Bishop sighs in relief and collects himself.
"Ok, here's the down low: Some asshat tore out a sensor array here with a screwdriver or something. Steve says that's not something that a SW would typically do, so that means that someone else did it. I think he was controlling some poor bastard remotely and has him running around down here as a distraction. We're gonna try to find him, stop him from doing more damage and see if he's got some kind of camera or beacon on him that we can trace to tell us where the SW is, if we are lucky.
Now hold still while I check if you're a UE in disguise. Then we can get going."
Go ahead and check him to see if he's a UE. If he's good, follow the trail of the vandal cautiously with help from Steve. Make sure to check my corners and keep this other guy with me. Get his name too, while I'm at it so I know what to call him.
Skylar sits there for a moment, staring at the mess of wiring inside the console.I'm pretty sure that Bishop was the only one who bought those interface wires.
... I qualify this a success. Rising stably is better than randomly getting thrown around the room. you know, unless we get shot at... Now then... you said you could bring this back under control, Steve? Any chance you could put the ship under my suit's control as well, or are the controls too fried for that?
Plug my suit into the ship, ask Steve for assistance. Assuming I'm not attached to the wiring to keep the stability controls active.
Xan is wierd and pissed off! (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NtgFKdWcKXY)You climb up on Lar's back like an ambulatory meatball.
Clamber up onto Lars' back. Keep a lookout for anything attacking me/him.
...There are sensors around the base of the tower as well, as Renen has discovered. May not want to interrupt them
rather than go inside the tower, go to just a little outside each of its exits and check to see if i can find anything there to let me catch a trail.
For Feyri:
Go to the sword's gangway and remove several of the cameras we placed there. move them to be able to watch the other ships. for flying-wall-cutting-break-in-attempts.Quote from: Feyri to steveDo these other ships need to have functional com systems? right now they're a security risk. Anyway, could you keep an eye on these cameras I'm placing to make sure the SW doesn't break into the ships?
shoot drone with shotgun.
Lars twitches a bit. It's looking at him.Gonna save you some ammo
If Morul fails to disable the bot, put a round in it myself.
Gorat looks after the ship. "Guess they bought some time, at least? Well, no idleness*. We're exploring this roof, if only to get back inside."You find a hatch on the other side that seems like it would lead down into the building proper.
Explore the roof.
((*Says the right guy.))Spoiler: Gorat 'Chin' Ivanos (click to show/hide)
You join up with bishop in his hunt for the mysterious sensor breaker."Need reinforcements, possible enemy combatant trapped here."QuoteWhere? I'm going there.
Go to the place where the sender of the message is. If somebody is there, ask if there is any way out of the place. If yes, go that way to check.
If attacked, enter BT, avoid, look for the attacker.
"The Reinforcements have arrived!"Steve leads out outside to the Amp Specialist hunters, a bunch of giant robots and synthflesh weirdos either standing around a hole or climbing down into it.
There is an unusually large man standing there, wearing a mk1 suit and longcoat, holding a laser rifle in one hand.Follow the first person I see. Look for bad guys to shoot.
Look for someone who is actually doing something.
"Hey Steve, could you lead me to where the action is?"
"Leo. Leo Girard."For future reference, you may want to reword such things.
Get violated by Bishop. Then follow his plan.Spoiler: Leo Girard (click to show/hide)
Set a camera in this chokepoint and ask Steve to keep watch. Then start searching the area for whoever took the sensor and any signs of where they might have gone.You stick a camera down on the exit and then start slowly moving into the area. You don't see any signs of life in the first few hundred feet.
One of those motion sensors from Aliens would be really useful right now...
((I don't suppose lesser members of the HMRC will be put in any time soon? Say, Feyri, Xan, Lyra, Grate?))Lesser members might make it in, the problem is that I assign names based on the class they get and whoever comes to mind. That and the fact that I tend to stick to a core group because it's just plain easier. But I'll try to include some newbies and lesser members. Although I'm not sure what grate would be.((Aliens-tech motion sensors are a silly device though. What kind of motion do they sense? Through what? How do they determine when something moves, and not them? Stuff like that. Motion sensors can only sense the motion of what they can detect, and when they can detect something moving across several concrete walls, steel doors, and half a football field's worth of corridors... perhaps having a camera based on the same tech could be more useful?))((It probably senses vibrations, possibly coordinating with systems in the complex and certainly compensating for their vibrations by basically knowing that there should be vibrations there--presumably due to sensor'd shoes--and similarly for any machines in the base.
Frankly, it makes a lot more sense than the xenomorphs themselves.))
((I don't suppose that there are any non-piratey ways to get an X-Com game for free?))The original xcom is like 2 dollars on steam. I'd gift it to you if you have steam.
Skylar sits there for a moment, staring at the mess of wiring inside the console.I'm pretty sure that Bishop was the only one who bought those interface wires.
... I qualify this a success. Rising stably is better than randomly getting thrown around the room. you know, unless we get shot at... Now then... you said you could bring this back under control, Steve? Any chance you could put the ship under my suit's control as well, or are the controls too fried for that?
Plug my suit into the ship, ask Steve for assistance. Assuming I'm not attached to the wiring to keep the stability controls active.
((Good. That could have been...amusing.))Peer into hole. Fire at the ground, to test if my gun works.
((Wrong tread))
Jim's limbs have all been amputated and replaced with metal ones
((Good. That could have been...amusing.))Peer into hole. Fire at the ground, to test if my gun works.
((Wrong tread))
((Reminds me of the laser rifle's description in the main post.))((Good. That could have been...amusing.))Peer into hole. Fire at the ground, to test if my gun works.
((Wrong tread))
((Better than "Peer into gun to see if it's working."))
I lied and decided for you. You got the fist. And maaaaaan am I glad I did. Jim is giving everyone fist based trips to the moon.Jim's limbs have all been amputated and replaced with metal ones
I never asked for this.
I'll take the flamethrower though. :P
I lied and decided for you. You got the fist. And maaaaaan am I glad I did. Jim is giving everyone fist based trips to the moon.Jim's limbs have all been amputated and replaced with metal ones
I never asked for this.
I'll take the flamethrower though. :P
IT CONTINUES TO CONTINUESpoiler (click to show/hide)
"Thanks, I guess. In the best of scenarios, the blood's just from a mind-controlled worker who wounded himself while following their new orders." Milno comments, looking around the exit of the tunnel covered by him. "Hey, Steve. On the spastic blackship, think you could get one of us fliers a connector so we can get inside the ship and connect our suit to it?"((Doesn't Bishop still have his cables? He's in his Mk3, and not too far away...))
Pose question to Steve. Wait.
((Now we have a Lyra. Next, what? Feyri? Xan? Stacy? Grate?))When it comes to Xan, I intend to wait till I can find a psychic, and then pump said psychic full of all the gene stuff. Grate, I dunno, could be any time. Feyri too.
((I'm on Steam, but if it costs you money to gift it, don't bother.))I think you can gift your own games to other people for free.
Keep following lars."O Captain! My Captain! our fearful trip is done;
Lars nodded at the destroyed bot. "Very good, brothers. Most Holy Steve, we have disabled the bot. We will continue exploring otherwise until you direct us otherwise.">Well that was clearly the source of the heat signatures. See if any of the other teams need your help. If not, then head back up to the surface and sweep the area on your own.
Keep exploring the tunnel unless instructed otherwise; in that case, follow new instructions. Sing praises to the gods while searching.
Check the hatch for security mechanisms.It's locked, if thats what you mean. There aren't any obvious bombs or spike traps, if thats what you mean.Spoiler: Gorat 'Chin' Ivanos (click to show/hide)
Hmmm. There could be a cable in there, but it would cost one of the kit's 3 charges. That ok?Skylar sits there for a moment, staring at the mess of wiring inside the console.I'm pretty sure that Bishop was the only one who bought those interface wires.
... I qualify this a success. Rising stably is better than randomly getting thrown around the room. you know, unless we get shot at... Now then... you said you could bring this back under control, Steve? Any chance you could put the ship under my suit's control as well, or are the controls too fried for that?
Plug my suit into the ship, ask Steve for assistance. Assuming I'm not attached to the wiring to keep the stability controls active.
(( Ah. I didn't realize Bishop had gotten specific cables for that task. I don't suppose there would be one of those in the advanced kit, would there? It seems like the sort of thing that might be included :P ))
Great. Hey crew, could you look around the ship, take stock of what's still aboard? Maybe see if you can find some extra wiring or connection cables? ... or parachutes? I'm going to study this wiring and see if I can fix it... or at least get us on the ground.
IF there is magically a cable in my advanced kit, or if someone finds one on the ship, plug in and let Steve bring us in.
Otherwise, study the horrid mess of wiring in preparation for trying to manipulate it further. Try and assess if it is even possible to make the console functional.
((I am honored. Thank you RNG and PW.))You shake the hatch a bit. Seems locked. Huh. Almost like they didn't want people just climbing up on the roof and falling off.
Stand with Gorat and take in the wonderful sights. Try not to kick a bomb into anything. Then attempt to enter hatch.
((I'd go flamethrower, due to it ignoring cover I believe? Even if it doesn't, it's a short range AOE attack, with pretty decent damage, plus I think it causes damage over time.))
"I have got to get a single shot weapon. Or bigger magazines."
Poke the robot with my pole, then follow Lars, remembering where I left it. Check how many bullets are left in the magazine.
((I really do have a nasty habit of going MOAR DAKKA.))
"might as well look for some cables, doubtful he brought any really, wasn't planning on anyone strategicallylasering the controls or somesuch."(I am so tempted to have you roll for this just on the off chance you get a 1 so you can start tearing wires out of the console. But I'll be nice.)
look for any wires that fit the description.
Stay attached to Lars, keep a watchful eyes (plural) out for unfriendly.You slither up to the top of lar's head like the worst possible kind of hat.
...Feyri Pick up her Feline Friend and ferries her to the top of the tower.
Find stray lightweight objects, rocks, empty boxes, random chairs, hammers, whatever. and throw them at the sensors around the tower.
For Feyri:
rescue Lyra from her 'unable to get to the top of the stupid tower' problem by going over there and flying her to the top of the thing.
((To Tiruin:
The train of thought I have Feyri working on is that the SW and UE have to have some kind of objective, and that everything they've done so far has been a decoy to distract us from what they're really after. Problem is, I'm running out of guesses as to what that objective might be. are you sure you don't want to just take your character back already?))
Nah, still seems random. Which sucks. Wish you could freaking choose. I don't need any more damn snipers. They're great death machines but they're for shit when it comes to scouting.I lied and decided for you. You got the fist. And maaaaaan am I glad I did. Jim is giving everyone fist based trips to the moon.Jim's limbs have all been amputated and replaced with metal ones
I never asked for this.
I'll take the flamethrower though. :P
IT CONTINUES TO CONTINUESpoiler (click to show/hide)
(( Why is the random number generator not giving you support characters. Whyyyyyy! :P
They didn't improve that, did they? Make it more logical who got what specialization when they upgraded from rookie? ))
((Woo! Go sniper Bishop with that window trick shot! And yes, squad sight is awesome in many, many ways.))
"Steve, we've found more missing sensor arrays and a blood trail. Shit is looking real bad down here. Advise please?
Now for the rest of you lot, let's be careful here. I'm getting a real bad feeling about this blood. Oh hey Milno, nice to see you here. I'm glad to see at least one person down here with me who knows what they're doing..."
Contact Steve about the situation and see what he thinks. Send someone expendable ahead to scout ahead. Keep cautiously following the trail and keep looking for traps.
((I think he's taking his 'A team' and then throwing in rookies to try and get the whole HRMC crew in. Which is lovely of him.))Combination of that and the fact that we went through a time of brutal injuries which rendered much of the team unusable and forced a constant stream of new recruits.
Keep searching for the sensor thief.You continue in on your own, carefully wandering the blackened tunnels. Eventually you find something. Blood. And a good amount of it. It's pooled here, smeared against the wall and then trails off down the hall. There are bits of shredded tissue in the blood; the sort of thing you'd expect to see from a Mono-Razor hit.
"Thanks, I guess. In the best of scenarios, the blood's just from a mind-controlled worker who wounded himself while following their new orders." Milno comments, looking around the exit of the tunnel covered by him. "Hey, Steve. On the spastic blackship, think you could get one of us fliers a connector so we can get inside the ship and connect our suit to it?"
Pose question to Steve. Wait.
Continue sweep with Bishop."Hey bishop, Why do you keep pushing me out in front?"
Nah, still seems random. Which sucks. Wish you could freaking choose. I don't need any more damn snipers. They're great death machines but they're for shit when it comes to scouting.
So, your first 4 are different classes. After that, if you have 0 of a class, you're guaranteed one of that class BEFORE 3 of some other class. If you have 1 of a class, you're guaranteed another BEFORE 5 of some other class. After you have 2 of a class, the game will never guarantee or even improve the odds of getting more, so getting backups is simply up to chance.
http://www.gamefaqs.com/boards/655782-xcom-enemy-unknown/64396727
((I'm trying to decide if I do or don't want to see what happens if you throw a six on that action.))((Worst thing I can think of is me forming a gigantic heavy helmet that unbalances you.))
Dear Biggest Spoon,
It appears that one of our number has been impaled right through the face and vital organs by a storm of horrible semi-molten metal spears. He was the only one harmed. Just checking in, you see. I believe our amp-master is definitely down here, if you will allow me to make such wild speculations.
Love,
Stacy Buttle.
Amper located, he's in a big room beneath the nuked crater. If anyone's in a position to help, it would be greatly appreciated. Be warned, he's extremely dangerous, don't come alone or unprepared.
When it comes to Xan, I intend to wait till I can find a psychic, and then pump said psychic full of all the gene stuff. Grate, I dunno, could be any time. Feyri too.((Oh. Sweet. Yeah, if you can do that that would be great. Do you have/want Galactic Civilizations, by any chance? ...Or a quick description of how to do this game-gifting thing?))((I'm on Steam, but if it costs you money to gift it, don't bother.))I think you can gift your own games to other people for free.
((...Blanking on some clever reference. Dead Poet's Society.))Keep following lars."O Captain! My Captain! our fearful trip is done;
The ship has weather'd every rack, the prize we sought is won;
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring:"
You check your rifle. 7 of 10 bullets remaining. Not a lot, but enough to kill 7((...He has to remind himself not to kill teammates...mind control?))teammatesEnemies.
STEPHEN HAWKING invents helping.((Didn't he already do that?))
"Hm..."QuoteAmper located, he's in a big room beneath the nuked crater. If anyone's in a position to help, it would be greatly appreciated. Be warned, he's extremely dangerous, don't come alone or unprepared.
((No, it didn't. Ask and ye shall receive, Anton has both another weapon, and an MFM to keep him armed.))((Does a gauss rifle count as heavy ordnance?))((Did it have its guts ripped out to make an electrolaser? If not, it's a ton heavier than what Grate has.))
((Which turret are we talking about?))((The one welded to the roof and filled with volatile acid-explosive stuff.
Also, I like how not only did Piecewise get the planned class type for my character, but he died soon in. Reminds me of my first mission, the only difference being that I survived.((The X-Commies' Doc is slacking. Not enough of the god-playing we know and love him for here.))
((Oh. That one doesn't have any AI at all. It's just remotely controlled via wristpad. I mean, I suppose you could use it to relay a signal from Steve or something to do that, but currently it's only meant to be controlled to rotate and fire. Plus wiring the turret to the terminal is probably more difficult than wiring the terminal to an Mk suit or wristpad, the turret's really only going to come into use as an external camera to help guide it.))((Which turret are we talking about?))The one welded to the roof and filled with volatile acid-explosive stuff.
-Attempts to make a turret's AI land the ship. The turret has no AI.Yup, sounds like the HMRC.
[will:6+1]Eat his brainForm myself into a helmet made out of chitin or something on Lars' head. Put my brain somewhere where it's not easily shootable, like the back of his neck or something.
I'm helping!
"Right. I'll take the bot then. And seriously, that eye is really fucking creepy. Can we leave it here?"You drag the robot back to the ship and to the armory.
Drag the repairbot back to the lobby, then head to the armory, buy a Sibilus Rocket/Gauss Hybrid Rifle with team fund, then head to the crater.
((Edited action, and I always wanted this gun. Heheheheheh.))
"Oh, great. Guys, I've got a lot of blood but no body here. And evidence of monorazor use. Either the UE is here or he gave his monorazor to someone as a really good distraction. I really hope it's the first one."
"Okay Steve. Gonna need two sets of eyes for this. Watch my back?"
Put 3 cameras on my head for Steve and other people to watch my back with. Carefully check around for other clues, set my final spy-camera to watch the opposite side the blood trail is going and slowly and quietly follow the blood trail, smoke grenade and monorazor ready.
Do noir inner monologue.
I don't want to go there. It's the last place I'd want to end up. But that's where I always end up anyway. In the belly of the beast, making the wrong choices, one would say the stupid choices, for the right reasons. I find myself once again in the cramped tunnels of Heaphestus, the maze of concrete shifting with every kill of the Executor. He was a serial killer, one of the smart ones. He planted evidence, convicted others for his crimes. He had the others fooled but I was closing in on him and his gang of mind controlled slaves. I descend into a mystery, desperate to catch him, to stop him, to help Steve. A labyrinth of his making, from one grisly murder scene to the next.
STEPHEN HAWKING invents helping.I'm not entirely sure what you want to do here. What do you want to do here? Invent coherency!
"I don't see any traps, at least. Get some distance. Amp use imminent."
Get some distance to the hatch. If Teal does as well, slowly heat a small sphere centered on the lock.Spoiler: Gorat 'Chin' Ivanos (click to show/hide)
Lars nodded. "Right, team. General Miyamoto has given us orders- we are to follow them with the speed of the divine. Onward, for the glory of Steve and the Pantheon!"Well you'd just love to do that but, well, your vision is sort of obstructed. A bit hard to get anywhere when Xan is tea bagging you with his brainstem.
Roll out to the crater.
Follow behind team. Keep shotgun at the ready.You help Lars along, slowly guiding him toward the elevator. You make it there and start heading up, but this whole Xan helmet thing is slowing the entire process to a blind crawl.
(really, you just need to give me your steam ID and I can give it to ya.)When it comes to Xan, I intend to wait till I can find a psychic, and then pump said psychic full of all the gene stuff. Grate, I dunno, could be any time. Feyri too.((Oh. Sweet. Yeah, if you can do that that would be great. Do you have/want Galactic Civilizations, by any chance? ...Or a quick description of how to do this game-gifting thing?))((I'm on Steam, but if it costs you money to gift it, don't bother.))I think you can gift your own games to other people for free.Quote((...Blanking on some clever reference. Dead Poet's Society.))Keep following lars."O Captain! My Captain! our fearful trip is done;
The ship has weather'd every rack, the prize we sought is won;
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring:"QuoteYou check your rifle. 7 of 10 bullets remaining. Not a lot, but enough to kill 7((...He has to remind himself not to kill teammates...mind control?))teammatesEnemies.STEPHEN HAWKING invents helping.((Didn't he already do that?))"Hm..."QuoteAmper located, he's in a big room beneath the nuked crater. If anyone's in a position to help, it would be greatly appreciated. Be warned, he's extremely dangerous, don't come alone or unprepared.
Try to locate some kind of clever weapon that isn't in use and that no one cares about--say, one that someone is willing to lend Grate--and someone else heading to the amp user. Once both are located, head to the amp user, quietly and stealthily. And hopefully not-dying-y.
Maybe this:((No, it didn't. Ask and ye shall receive, Anton has both another weapon, and an MFM to keep him armed.))((Does a gauss rifle count as heavy ordnance?))((Did it have its guts ripped out to make an electrolaser? If not, it's a ton heavier than what Grate has.))
(Trust me PW, I was tempted to ask you for a roll on that to see how much more I could screw up, now:)
"wait, hmmm, if the turret has a basic AI and it can be programmed...
Steve, can this turret contain and use the data that was ripped from the blackship orriginally? I was just thinking that maybe the turret could be used as a controller for the ship, that way, we might be able to land it using the turrets AI, we would have to delete the original AI however."
ask Stevey Steve this.
(( Yeah, charge consumption is fine. Do I get to keep the cable afterward or is it going to mysteriously implode? :PYou can keep it.
Ignoring circumstances where it might, you know, *actually* implode.))
What did I buy this thing for if not to use it...
Pull a connection cable out of the mystery kit of supplies, hook into the ship and let Steve sort us out.
Yeah, your face attracted a lot of plasma, unfortunately. You'll be happy to know that before you died, you charged in, dodged an overwatch shot and put a point blank shotgun blast into alien face.((Which turret are we talking about?))((The one welded to the roof and filled with volatile acid-explosive stuff.
Also, I like how not only did Piecewise get the planned class type for my character, but he died soon in. Reminds me of my first mission, the only difference being that I survived.))
Standby.
Wait for Gorat to fry the lock and then enter hatchYou make an extremely funny annoyed face. Unfortunately it's completely lost because you're wearing a face covering helmet.
Well, it's a bit hard to look down when you're in the upper mesosphere and the turret's downward view is blocked by it's placement on the roof of the ship.((Oh. That one doesn't have any AI at all. It's just remotely controlled via wristpad. I mean, I suppose you could use it to relay a signal from Steve or something to do that, but currently it's only meant to be controlled to rotate and fire. Plus wiring the turret to the terminal is probably more difficult than wiring the terminal to an Mk suit or wristpad, the turret's really only going to come into use as an external camera to help guide it.))((Which turret are we talking about?))The one welded to the roof and filled with volatile acid-explosive stuff.
Charles uses the turret to survey the surrounding area, looking for any snipers or wheelchair-bound calculator sorcerers.
"Tell the guy with you to stay and guard the path you are in instead of advancing on his own. We need to keep all exits covered, just in case. If any of us catches sight of the hostile or is killed, at least we'll have a better idea of where to search." Milno answers.You walk down to the first intersection and set up shop there, leaning against the wall. This wasn't exactly what you had in mind when you signed up to be Covert Ops Leader. But maybe you'll miss these times when the harder times come.
Light amps if they are enough, lamps otherwise. Walk down the exit I'm guarding to the first junction and set guard there.
If the ship problem isn't solved somehow, then do it instead.
Sniff around, attempt to locate the scent of any non-HMRC personnel that were up here recently.You sniff around the roof. There are lots of unfamiliar smells up here.
for Feyri:
Make sure Lyra doesn't get murdered, watch the unoccupied ships via camera feed in case of break-in attempts.
(I don't even know what's going on any more. What thread and whose group am I in?)Ask Miyamoto.
(really, you just need to give me your steam ID and I can give it to ya.)((I think it's greatwyrmgold; I forget which is the ID and which is the screen name thingy. If it's not that, it's timkenmc.))
[will:1]((I should have known there would be a downside to the whole catgirl thing...))
You spend several minutes just sniffing around the roof, curious about all the new smells. The you get tired and curl up next to feyri for a nap.
...it just ends up with me getting swarmed with shit because they're all too fucking stupid to run away unless someone comes up and slaps them. Seems familiar...Oh?
Now, I'm gonna guess something here, and it just might sound crazy but go with me for a minute. I'm gonna guess it was aliens.
((Uhh. Yes to the team fund. It was in my action to use the team fund to get the Sibilus.))Oh. sorry. Assume you have it now.
(I don't even know what's going on any more. What thread and whose group am I in?)Ask Miyamoto.
Hang around Milno. Check the immediate surroundings for traps and ask Steve for some advice on what to do now.
''you sure it would work like that? In which case, a rifle should work even better!"
Put the laser rifle onto the ships seat, unload it first, and encourage it.
Retract around his faceplate.[will:5+1]
Sorry man, didn't mean to flash you.
Catch up with the rest of the group. Spin up the Pyramid of Power and aim down the hall at where the amp guy is.You should really be doing this in the other (http://www.bay12forums.com/smf/index.php?topic=106279.16900) Thread.
"Permission to fire?"
Follow 2: The Following.
Waiting 3- The Waited.
Thank you, Steve. I'd love to not destroy the ship... that would be awesome. Any chance you could get a repair drone in here to get it back in flying shape? Or slave the controls to my suit? Anything to get it back in the air...
Chat with Steve, wait for the ship to land. Glare menacingly at anyone who approaches the console.
Continue onwards. Watch the walls for anything mounted on them.There doesn't appear to be anything mounted on the walls, well, at least not any more. The only thing that was there was the sensors and they've all been removed. The thin blood trail continues for a while but eventually it becomes nothing but a few odd drops here and there, and then nothing at all. You are deep in the maze at this point, and it's hard to say which way to go now. There are several paths that lead away from this last drop of blood, several ways it could go. And there's nothing down here but silence and darkness.
((geez, well, I know where the UE is now.))[Will:2]
"Lyra?"
"Now's not the time for sleeping Lyra."
"Mrow."
"Come on, don't meow at me. Get up. This was your idea, remember?"
"Mrow?"
"Lyra..."
Get up and try to figure out the smells up here.
For Feyri:
Gently prod Lyra awake, keep looking around for threats or cameras.
"Anyone find anything relevant?"You scratch your chin against the inside of your helmet. You feel like you need a shave.
Keep waiting.
"That...rarely happens."[exo:1]
Try that again.Spoiler: Gorat 'Chin' Ivanos (click to show/hide)
((I presume that I just stayed with the others, since someone stopped the ship for me.))Milno isn't with you, ya silly diagonal moving spaceman.
Hang around Milno. Check the immediate surroundings for traps and ask Steve for some advice on what to do now.
"Oh Algis, shield my eyes..."Consider you, the human raisin and the rest of your team up there.
Get unfacehugged. Keep going to meet up with Team Getting Killed By Amp Man.
Check the room for hostiles, check the body for booby traps that could activate when I poke it or when I approach it, check the blood for tracks that could tell me where the killer went, check the body for evidence, his face and anything important he might have. Are there any other exits from this room?[intuition: 3]
Lyra is acting odd on top of that tower the LESHO was fired from. Searching for a UE now. backup would be appreciated.pick up Lyra and drape her over my shoulder, ready my weapon, and search the area for the UE messing with Lyra's head.
"I cannot help but notice that we've just been sitting here. In this ship"
"I cannot help but notice you did not, in fact, try to fix this vessel while it was inoperational"
"I'm not a mechanic"
"No, just an inept idiot"
"Hey, capt'n skylar, everything allright in there? Just yell if you need me to do....something....ampy."
While we are still riding in our flying boxy deathtrap, snooze some more.
Feel guilty.((Angst like no-one is watching.
"####ing ####! Medical pickup for Teal needed!"You message the various HMRC crew and hope that someone actually manages to get up here and do something. Maybe feyri might...oh wait, no. Too busy playing with the cat.
Message. Feel guilty.Spoiler: Gorat 'Chin' Ivanos (click to show/hide)
Wake up, figure out what I'm smelling up here.[will:2]
For Feyri:Quote from: Feyri to HMRCLyra is acting odd on top of that tower the LESHO was fired from. Searching for a UE now. backup would be appreciated.pick up Lyra and drape her over my shoulder, ready my weapon, and search the area for the UE messing with Lyra's head.
Let me take a look at the console and get back to you on that. Don't worry, not going to touch it until we are on the ground. Speaking of, how much longer to ground level?It's possible to fix, just not without parts, which will be provided. You can assume you've touched down.
Study the hole in the console with an eye for if it's possible to fix and what additional parts I'd need. Note if it looks like there might be unseen damage further back in the console.
Also sneakily ask PW how many more turns til touchdown :P
Oh, and ask if this would be aux or handiwork. Cause it's not always clear to me when aux ends and handi begins XD
"I cannot help but notice that we've just been sitting here. In this ship"Consider yourself there.
"I cannot help but notice you did not, in fact, try to fix this vessel while it was inoperational"
"I'm not a mechanic"
"No, just an inept idiot"
"Hey, capt'n skylar, everything allright in there? Just yell if you need me to do....something....ampy."
While we are still riding in our flying boxy deathtrap, snooze some more.
Message the rest of the hunters: "I've reached the end of the blood trail, and I'm at a crossroads. I think it's time for another group to start moving forward, I could let this guy out past me." Take a look down the passages, is there anything of note, or are they just more hallways?The other hallways are unfortunately lacking in clues. You suppose it's possible to just search all the tunnels one by one; the area isn't THAT big, it would just take a while.
"You got any ideas, Bishop?"
also sit around, doing nothing.You've landed! There are so many things you can go destroy now!
((@Paris: I didn't mention this earlier, but destroying the corpse's chest with a couple of gauss rounds seems like a good UE check. Mainly because in the case it is a corpse, then losing his innards isn't too bad, and in the case it is a living Executioner, then losing his squishy bits - or in the case of a cyborg, his braincase - would certainly be a deterrent. Of course, if it's just a corpse then that'll be both useless and potentially dangerous.))
Milno considers how he hasn't noticed a stubble forming. More pressing matters, probably. "Flint, what do you got?"
Keep guard.
((The life of a HMRC member is beginning to look like a guardsman's: several months or even years of transit and/or waiting, then life-threatening situation/violent senseless death.))
((The corpse is obviously a trap. I knew the moment I saw it. No man can loose so much blood and keep walking for a few HUNDREDS of feet. Plus, the body, arranged that way? It just screams "I have an explosive under or near me that will explode the moment you turn me over." If it was the modern day I'd guess a grenade without a pin or a claymore, but I don't know what kind of high tech (of low tech) trap he might have set up.))
Damn my squishy human body.
How wide are those corridors and are there tracks on the blood? Does it look like it was dragged here? Could a man really walk so far after loosing so much blood? Remove my glove and touch the blood. How warm does it feel? Poking the man felt like he was wearing clothes, not UE camo gear, right? (UE camo gear wouldn't bend and move like normal clothes. How many exits does this room have?
Use the above evidence and previous data to determine where the killer went.
Ask for ways to bypass this area.
Try to look under the body without moving it. Also be on the lookout for tripwires.
Keep in contact with Steve during the entire examination, relaying my findings, just in case I go bananas and/or explode.
"I need some cameyes here! Anybody with synthflesh available? Otherwise, I'm possibly detonating a potential explosive device of unknown yield in an enclosed space, that may also alert the UE."
"I'd say we check out that body with a 30 foot pole. And if we get nowhere from that, ask Steve for some ideas."Well, you are exploring the tunnels with Devastator. Milno is off on his own, hanging around and guarding one exit to the tunnels and Flint is currently in a knife fight. Also I don't think flint has a weapon...Oh, no, wait, he has a razor. And a bottle of xenospit.
Where the hell am I again? Regroup with others if alone.
Joe Haldeman, the author of the book "Forever war" and one of the big influences of this game (along with road side picnic, Xcom, and a few others) responded to people talking about how his book was an unrealistic depiction of war with something similar to "A realistic depiction of war would be a book that 500 pages of digging trenches and then a few sentences of someone opening fire and then The end."((Yeah, I was actually going to mention I rather enjoy a few extended periods of waiting with no breathtaking action, even in ER. It both makes sense and adds to the whole "humanity" level of the situation.))
"A target. Not Simus' behind, I assume."((Since joking is a free action...))
blind monoatomic razor dueling which should totally be an Olympic sport now that I think about it.((right up there with rocket tag.))
I'm coming over to help with the amp specialist. I'm hearing fairly erratic comm chatter, how's the situation there?
Hey chief, think you could give me a lift to where miyamoto and crew are with your MKIII?
"Snoozing time's over. Capt'n Skylar, I'm going to go see if I can't give a hand to our amp hunters. By the sounds of what's happening there, they might need all the help they can get"Quote from: Pancaek -> MiyamotoI'm coming over to help with the amp specialist. I'm hearing fairly erratic comm chatter, how's the situation there?
It has gone far, far beyond FUBAR. Stacy just took out half our manpower, yet the Amper is no worse for wear. A this point it's a mad dash at killing that thing before it kills more people permanently.
For Feyri:Quote from: Pancaek -> FeyriHey chief, think you could give me a lift to where miyamoto and crew are with your MKIII?
On my way Flint.Go help Flint
Quoted stuff
(I don't have any towards aux, but I do have a 1+ to handiwork, I think it was anyway)(( You have handi +1? Get back in here and help fix what you broke! I recommend staring at it first, though, and strictly speaking I think Skylar would rather shoot you than let you help fix it :P ))
get out of the ship and throw the laser rifle faaarrrrr away, also unload it as well
Yhea, remember when I was welding the turret to the ship? I had a 1+ in handi when I got the 6.(I don't have any towards aux, but I do have a 1+ to handiwork, I think it was anyway)(( You have handi +1? Get back in here and help fix what you broke! I recommend staring at it first, though, and strictly speaking I think Skylar would rather shoot you than let you help fix it :P ))
get out of the ship and throw the laser rifle faaarrrrr away, also unload it as well
((... corpse? what corpse... (Lenglon applies search ninjas to the problem) Oh... I haven't been alone up here after all. well, that gives some options.))[will:4]
Wake up, figure out these smells.
For Feyri:
"Oh no..."Set Lyra down next to Gorat, and take Teal's body to the infirmary.
((I've lost count. What's this? The third time Steve has helped save my ass?))
@Everyone:"Target spotted! Need backup!"
If his invisibility is enough to cause me serious trouble, even the playing field by doing the following:
Two can play this game, fucker.
Pull a pin from my smoke grenades, move away and a bit to the side, eyes and ears at the ready and get ready for blind monoatomic razor dueling which should totally be an Olympic sport now that I think about it.
Else:
Time to die, asshole! And you're aaaall mine...
Stay in defensive stance. If he tries to attack, counter. If I see an opening, attack him. If he tries to run, after him.
Talk to him, trying to stall him: "Surrender now and you will be spared. Fighting is pointless. You've already lost. Nobody else needs to die today. Why continue fighting, risking your life and the life of innocents?"
In the unlikely event he surrenders, do not attack him, just tell him to drop his weapons and wait for backup to arrive so that I can tie him up and bring him back to the Sword.
If I feel I'm being mind controlled, pull the pin from one of my smoke grenades.
((Wonder what will happen if two monorazors collide. Will they just rip each other apart?))
QuoteJoe Haldeman, the author of the book "Forever war" and one of the big influences of this game (along with road side picnic, Xcom, and a few others) responded to people talking about how his book was an unrealistic depiction of war with something similar to "A realistic depiction of war would be a book that 500 pages of digging trenches and then a few sentences of someone opening fire and then The end."((Yeah, I was actually going to mention I rather enjoy a few extended periods of waiting with no breathtaking action, even in ER. It both makes sense and adds to the whole "humanity" level of the situation.))
"A target. Not Simus' behind, I assume."
Activate the EMM and head towards Flint's position to help with the knife-fight. If Milno arrives at the scene and Flint's down, fire at the foe's chest with the rocket-gauss rifle. If Flint's still on his feet and dueling, try and disarm the UE before dash-smashing him against a wall and ripping him apart.
Ok. I'm going there.You two are fast. Renen is really fast. But there's still a lot of ground to cover between you and flint, and a lot of it is through tunnels that make flying around and running slow. It's gonna take you a bit. Just pray that Flint can hold out for another two turns or so.
Enter BT. Go to where the attack is happening. Slash the attacker. Watch out for any trap or counter. Avoid giving or receiving friendly fire.
(( Yeah, some repair actions seem to tend toward aux, namely repairs to our robotic overlords. Hence why I ask. At least I don't have a -1 in handi :P ))[handi:5+0]
Yeah, I think I can do this. Send me the parts and I'll get to work. Though from the screams coming over the radio, the amp team might need help... Is using manipulators around that amp user just asking to get burnt to a crisp? Cause if so, I think I'll wait til that dust clears to provide medical assistance...
Study the circuitry while waiting for parts to arrive. If they get here this turn and I already have a mental charge from last turn, get repairing.
... Remember to cut main power while performing the repairs.
(I don't have any towards aux, but I do have a 1+ to handiwork, I think it was anyway)You get out of the ship and throw your rifle a good 30 feet away from you after unloading it.
get out of the ship and throw the laser rifle faaarrrrr away, also unload it as well
"Snoozing time's over. Capt'n Skylar, I'm going to go see if I can't give a hand to our amp hunters. By the sounds of what's happening there, they might need all the help they can get"You're not gonna make it in time to do anything on foot. Sky captain might be able to do something now though, since he repaired the ship.Quote from: Pancaek -> MiyamotoI'm coming over to help with the amp specialist. I'm hearing fairly erratic comm chatter, how's the situation there?Quote from: Pancaek -> FeyriHey chief, think you could give me a lift to where miyamoto and crew are with your MKIII?
Move to Miyamoto's team. If feyri would be so kind, get a lift from her, otherwise run as fast as my robolegs will carry me. IF I get there next turn, Get into some kind of cover and attempt to mentally squish his head with my matter amp
The time scales we're talking when it comes to these amp hunter fight turns are maybe 30 seconds. You don't have the time to get there and back this turn. You have the time to start going though, so we'll have you do that.For Feyri:Quote from: Pancaek -> FeyriHey chief, think you could give me a lift to where miyamoto and crew are with your MKIII?
Set Lyra down next to Gorat, then pick up Teal's body and start to take him to the infirmary. upon recieving Pancaek's message, switch to going to Pancaek, leave Teal's body with him, and give him a speed-boost over to the Amp Hunters. Open fire with rifle on the amp user when in the combat area.
Hmm, turns out there are some upsides to waiting around..You're on your way...but you're gonna take a while to get there. He's pretty deep in the bowels of the base and the bowels of the earth.QuoteOn my way Flint.Go help Flint
((Hey guys, how do you add the the names to the quote for your messages?))
Well, the ship is already fixed. It got fixed while you were shotputting your rifle.Yhea, remember when I was welding the turret to the ship? I had a 1+ in handi when I got the 6.(I don't have any towards aux, but I do have a 1+ to handiwork, I think it was anyway)(( You have handi +1? Get back in here and help fix what you broke! I recommend staring at it first, though, and strictly speaking I think Skylar would rather shoot you than let you help fix it :P ))
get out of the ship and throw the laser rifle faaarrrrr away, also unload it as well
see if I can help fix the ship, only if it uses handiwork.
"Roger that"You also sprint down toward Flint, though its gonna take longer to get there then Milno and Renen.
Run towards the contact, gauss rifle at the ready. If I see him, shoot.
Guard the ship door (from inside, in cover) while repairs take place. Make sure to keep track of where my teammates are, and cycle vision modes.You guard the door, keeping track of the few teammates hanging around and cycling your eyeballs. Even with all those vision modes you're not sure if you saw the whole "Team mate hurling his rifle into the dust for some reason" thing right.
((@Parisbre: LESS TALKING MORE UNLICENSED MONOATOMIC ROOT CANALS!))((Hey, Flint is a
Isolate SW Smell? many mix here.
Continue running. Use Intuition to try and find a shortcut.Do the same thing.
Attention Amp Hunters, Medical Transport is on the way.
Repeat, Medical Transport and reinforcements inbound, confirm your area is secure prepare your wounded for transport back to the Sword.
Fly over to the crater, land outside the destroyed area and begin triage work. Continue to be paranoid about LESHO rounds on the way over.
((So the blackshippers are heading to amp specialist/
And meanwhile I guess Teal The Microwave Treat is heading to everything else?))
"Isolating smells? I'm not sure where I'd start with that. You'd want something only the SW would have used... the best bet would be on the blackship, I imagine, for comparison. Skylar, how's the ship?"Spoiler: Gorat 'Chin' Ivanos (click to show/hide)
The wheelchaired one has met the inevitable. Fear not for your integrity, fleshlings.
It is with great sadness I must message you, according to our comrades, Grate has permanently died. I shall refrain from saying any more until more information becomes available.
I stare at the message for several seconds before responding.Quote from: From: Charles; To: Lyra, Feyri;It is with great sadness I must message you, according to our comrades, Grate has permanently died. I shall refrain from saying any more until more information becomes available.
How?Lie down and curl up. My wristpad forearm extended in front of my face, the screen facing me.
Quote from: From: Charles; To: Lyra, Feyri;Xan said he was crushed, I merely hope that it was painless. I know you two got along quite well with him, it is only fitting that the news be delivered as quickly as possible, forgive me if this assumption of mine is false.
Crushed?
Quote from: From: Charles; To: Lyra, Feyri;Ask Xan for the details, I don't think I'm in the right state of mind to be giving any information at this moment.
How did Grate die?
Quote from: Xan->LyraA giant stone block fromsomeone's manipulator overload crushed him into paste.
Who's?
Quote from: Xan->LyraHow the vriik would I know? It was a robot, I can't really say more. Too hard to tell apart.
You are lying. The robots have names on them. Why did you murder Grate?
Quote from: Xan->Other TeamThe wheelchaired one has met the inevitable. Fear not for your integrity, fleshlings.
That's clearly not all that happened. What happened?
It was an amp fight, what else do you expect?
Also the infant's dead.
Bringing an amp to a monorazor fight? What has the world come to? In my day, people fought with honor. Well I'm not letting anyone mess with my mind, ever again. I prefer to die then let them do that to me again.[dex:1+1]
Charge at him, taking one of the cameras from my head and throwing it at him with the aim to stick it on to him and attack with the monoatomic razor. Aim to disarm, immobilise, blind and generally to incapacitate, not to kill. ((The camera will distract him (he might think it's some weird spacemagic thing I'm throwing and try to dodge it), and even if I die, the camera will give you guys his position.))
Continue talking to him, both through speakers and through an open channel in case he has a microphone problem: "You're completely surrounded. My friends will be here any minute now. Killing me won't earn you anything. I'm not even that important. Is it worth giving your life just to kill a random soldier? Is that what you wish your final act in life to be? Why not lower your weapons so we can just talk about this? I'm sure we can work something out. Just say the word. I'll even drop my weapon, if you promise you will talk to me and not attack me."
Continue running. Use Intuition to try and find a shortcut.You keep running. two more turns!
"Hold onto your pants, I'm still on my way."One more turn, and flint seems to be handling it.
Continue heading to Flint's position.
Collect the laser rifle/battery and return to my guard post. No need to waste a good rifle.Which one? The one Execute threw? That was just a rifle, no battery.
[intution:3] Well, you have two turns to get there, but at least you don't get lost.Continue running. Use Intuition to try and find a shortcut.Do the same thing.
"Hang on Flint! Don't let that bastard get away! Keep the pressure on him so he can't control you with his manipulator!You'll arrive with milno and Renen next turn.
Steve! I need a shortcut to his location now!"
Hustle to Flint's location, using buzz mode if it helps go faster. Have Steve direct me through any shortcuts or the most direct path, and once I'm there, blast the sucker from range and around a corner!
Continue heading to Flint's position. Attack the SW with a slash to the torso once I get there (with BT on).See above.
(("Blinding" strikes with the monorazor? Isn't that.. a little like using a frag grenade in place of a flashbang?))((This is the HMRC. You should be glad he isn't using a small nuclear charge in place of a flashbang. Possibly literally, eh...was it Stephen or Stacy who kicked the nuke? Or someone else?))
((It was Teal.))(("Blinding" strikes with the monorazor? Isn't that.. a little like using a frag grenade in place of a flashbang?))((This is the HMRC. You should be glad he isn't using a small nuclear charge in place of a flashbang. Possibly literally, eh...was it Stephen or Stacy who kicked the nuke? Or someone else?))
(("Blinding" strikes with the monorazor? Isn't that.. a little like using a frag grenade in place of a flashbang?))((You just got to lightly tap the target. To use the grenade analogy, you've got to throw the grenade far enough from the target to get the the shrapnel to destroy the eyeball without entering the brain.
...Quote from: Jim to LyraI'm pretty sure it wasn't Xan. If Xan had suffered an amplifier overload, he would most likely have been the first casualty. Also, as far as I know he doesn't have a matter manipulation amp - only a microwave amp. However, I'm certain he's lying about who did it to protect them. Accidents happen all the time, Lyra. I should know better than anyone. Just look at Simus for proof.
In the end, I don't know if it matters who caused the manipulator overload. He never should have been in the middle of the fight in the first place. All of us share the blame for letting him be out there, and pointing fingers isn't going to make this have never happened.
...Charles texted me, saying that Grate had died, and to ask Xan for the details. when I asked Xan, he said that Grate was killed by a rock, and blamed "a robot" for having a "manipulator overload". When I pressed him on which robot it was, he texted me that he didn't know because he couldn't read.
Do either of you have any objections to me killing him on sight, permanently? or do you have questions to ask the murderer before he dies?I don't know whether you've heard, but that kid you were with is gone. Someone's, I think it may have been Stacy's, manipulator overloaded, and though they got it into the room where the amp specialist was hiding, he shielded himself and we got the short end of the stick, so to speak. Or maybe he tossed some of the chaos back at us, I don't know. All I know is the kid had a big piece of rock fall on him, we couldn't even see him afterwards. not going to say he's dead - like I said, we didn't see a body or any other indication, but I wouldn't get my hopes up.Feyri forwards the message from Simus to Lyra, and appends a note.
If it's any consolation, after it happened and the specialist came out of hiding unharmed, Jim obliterated him. Not even a body left to inspect, he's gone.Quote from: From FeyriKill him on sight.
((Don't forget Karen slapping her groin with a nuke.))WUT
(Uh, who was Karen again?)((My next question was this))
Female Demoman (Tf2), went on mission 7. Didn't do much, other than the nuke.(Uh, who was Karen again?)((My next question was this))
[Taricus...xD]Female Demoman (Tf2), went on mission 7. Didn't do much, other than the nuke.(Uh, who was Karen again?)((My next question was this))
Continue heading to Flint's position. Attack the SW with a slash to the torso once I get there (with BT on).
...((I'm evil and bad even if I felt like being vengeful and bad at the time and argh DX))
curl the rest of the way up and wait for pickup, trembling and wet-eyed.
((Yeah! Still alive![Dex:4+1]
Doesn't the monorazor give me a +1? Or has it stopped working like that ever since we abandoned the range system?))
Aaargh, that hurt. Asshole. At least I got back at him for it.
Keep talking, with the faint hope that he will surrender: "Final chance to surrender. My friends are almost here. I've never killed a man before. I implore you, don't make this be my first time. For both of our sakes."
Again, go for disarming, blinding and generally disabling strikes with the monoatomic razor, not killing.
"Damn."I feel like you probably aren't going to get there in time to do anything at this point, but lets say you get unlost at least.
Slow down and try to get unlost.
Keep running.((thanks))
((Nice new avatar PW))
"We need to tie the old man to a stick and wave it around in the hopes the Shadow Walker also decides to pop up."
Keep heading towards Flint's location to engage the UE in Mortal Kombat. In more detail, avoid friendly fire and get Paris out of the way in case he's wounded and I need a clear shot at the UE.
Keep going and provide support for my teammates through suppressing fire. Keep following Steve's directions to make sure I don't get lost.
Continue heading to Flint's position. Attack the SW with a slash to the torso once I get there (with BT on).
Keep heading to Flint. Do the attack once I get there.
Have retroactively picked up the rifle, and standby for liftoff as needed.Alright, rifle up picked and you're in the shuttle.
You wait for pickup, sniffling and purring to comfort yourself....Quote from: Jim to LyraI'm pretty sure it wasn't Xan. If Xan had suffered an amplifier overload, he would most likely have been the first casualty. Also, as far as I know he doesn't have a matter manipulation amp - only a microwave amp. However, I'm certain he's lying about who did it to protect them. Accidents happen all the time, Lyra. I should know better than anyone. Just look at Simus for proof.
In the end, I don't know if it matters who caused the manipulator overload. He never should have been in the middle of the fight in the first place. All of us share the blame for letting him be out there, and pointing fingers isn't going to make this have never happened....Charles texted me, saying that Grate had died, and to ask Xan for the details. when I asked Xan, he said that Grate was killed by a rock, and blamed "a robot" for having a "manipulator overload". When I pressed him on which robot it was, he texted me that he didn't know because he couldn't read.
Do either of you have any objections to me killing him on sight, permanently? or do you have questions to ask the murderer before he dies?I don't know whether you've heard, but that kid you were with is gone. Someone's, I think it may have been Stacy's, manipulator overloaded, and though they got it into the room where the amp specialist was hiding, he shielded himself and we got the short end of the stick, so to speak. Or maybe he tossed some of the chaos back at us, I don't know. All I know is the kid had a big piece of rock fall on him, we couldn't even see him afterwards. not going to say he's dead - like I said, we didn't see a body or any other indication, but I wouldn't get my hopes up.Feyri forwards the message from Simus to Lyra, and appends a note.
If it's any consolation, after it happened and the specialist came out of hiding unharmed, Jim obliterated him. Not even a body left to inspect, he's gone.Quote from: From FeyriKill him on sight.
curl the rest of the way up and wait for pickup, trembling and wet-eyed.
((Eh, I liked his old avatar more, but the new one is fine.))
>Do not let him live. He has an Amp. You can't disarm him of that.((Not even with an improvised lobotomy? Worst-case-scenario, the UE dies. Okay, worst-case-scenario would be the UE avoiding the lobotomy, killing Flint, and then blowing up the ship before kicking a puppy, but what's the chance of that?))
((STOP THAT! You're jinxing us!>Do not let him live. He has an Amp. You can't disarm him of that.((Not even with an improvised lobotomy? Worst-case-scenario, the UE dies. Okay, worst-case-scenario would be the UE avoiding the lobotomy, killing Flint, and then blowing up the ship before kicking a puppy, but what's the chance of that?))
((My thoughts on the new avatar: It works well for this game of idiots in space.))
((The UE can't destroy the ship. With the AM onboard, that's a mathematical impossibility. However, he can cripple it, theoretically.>Do not let him live. He has an Amp. You can't disarm him of that.((Not even with an improvised lobotomy? Worst-case-scenario, the UE dies. Okay, worst-case-scenario would be the UE avoiding the lobotomy, killing Flint, and then blowing up the ship before kicking a puppy, but what's the chance of that?))
((My thoughts on the new avatar: It works well for this game of idiots in space.))
((I can see the killstealing and ninjalooting has already started... Damn vultures! Find your own assassin to to bother! Can't you see I'm using this one? :P))
((In a more serious vein, it might be wiser to give any loot to the communal supplies as Miyamoto suggested and at least trying to interrogate the man to make sure that the Shadow Walker was indeed a hoax to scare the indents. I'd prefer to risk my life then risk loosing the Sword or some of our production facilities to nukes.))
((I agree with Caellath on this one, he didn't even flinch when his hand got severed, hell, there's what amounts to an upgraded Arbiter of Peace in the area now and he doesn't show any signs of fear.))((I can see the killstealing and ninjalooting has already started... Damn vultures! Find your own assassin to to bother! Can't you see I'm using this one? :P))
((In a more serious vein, it might be wiser to give any loot to the communal supplies as Miyamoto suggested and at least trying to interrogate the man to make sure that the Shadow Walker was indeed a hoax to scare the indents. I'd prefer to risk my life then risk loosing the Sword or some of our production facilities to nukes.))
((He is a trained political agent, so I doubt he's going to say whether the SW is here or not and even if he says anything, we cannot trust information coming from him. That and every second he spends alive is a second he can use to cause mayhem.))
((Well, we do have the AM and the Doc on board. I'm sure they'd have no trouble extracting the information. I don't agree with you, I like the riskier choices if they can give greater rewards. Plus, I've got to RP Flint. But I see your point.))(( The thing is as long as he's conscious, he's dangerous thanks to his amp. If you wanted to take him alive, you'd need to try and render him unconscious, which might not be possible due to installed safeties to prevent capture of equipment and information. In fact, I fully expect that in the event of his demise, his brain will be destroyed for the same reason. ))
((Well, we do have the AM and the Doc on board. I'm sure they'd have no trouble extracting the information. I don't agree with you, I like the riskier choices if they can give greater rewards. Plus, I've got to RP Flint. But I see your point.))
Quote from: Stacy "Cursed" Buttle; to: FeyriDear Feyri,
I am sending you this message to inform you that strange events appear to have transpired. They have much to do with the youth, Grate. I am unsure of the particular details, but it seems that, as I accidentally set certain manipulator specifics far too high in order to try and eliminate the amp specialist, mass destruction ensued, of which Grate was apparently an unfortunate casualty. He seems to have been caught under a giant piece of rock somehow - to be perfectly honest, I did not even know he was present with us until we found what appeared to be his remains underneath the giant piece of rubble. I am deeply saddened by his passing - or apparent passing, as the case may be - in a totally preventable, and thus all the more tragic accident.
On a somewhat more disturbing note, Grate does not appear to be entirely dead - in fact, his totally unharmed shape is standing unrealistically under where the rock landed right next to a bloody smear of some sort - I can only assume that magic is at work, and thus am vacating the premises as I am writing this. He seems to be looking at the sky, which is an ill omen if I've ever seen one. As for what has become of the boy, I dare not guess or investigate, and doubt that my limited expertise will be of use in such a matter anyhow.
I will set aside any apologies or expressions of regret for now, as the fate of Grate is quite uncertain at this point, but rest assured that, should he prove dead, they will be forthcoming and of very great intensity. But for now, I must bid you farewell and hope that you are not driven mad by grief. If it makes you feel any better, I swear not to use a field manipulator again in my life.
Condolences,
Stacy Buttle.
((I can see the killstealing and ninjalooting has already started... Damn vultures! Find your own assassin to to bother! Can't you see I'm using this one? :P))
((In a more serious vein, it might be wiser to give any loot to the communal supplies as Miyamoto suggested and at least trying to interrogate the man to make sure that the Shadow Walker was indeed a hoax to scare the indents. I'd prefer to risk my life then risk loosing the Sword or some of our production facilities to nukes.))
((@Sean: Kinda hard to do that when you only have one leg. He'd have to mind control a lot of people and get really lucky.
Oh, and I just realized, accidental Monty Python reference! That guy is the Black Knight! Think about it! He keeps fighting even after he looses both arms and a leg. The difference is he can do more than bleed on me.))
((He may have his brain inside his chest, protected inside a cyborg case. You never know.))
@Steve:"Are you sure? There's no other way? Can't I knock him out or put him in a sack or something and bring him to the Sword for interrogation? We might be able to interrogate him to confirm whether or not he's the last one, why they were sent here or if they managed to communicate what happened here to the UWM. You've got those... special two people on board. Can't they handle it?"
EDIT: How does he look like, anyway? I don't think we've ever gotten a description. Is he just a man dressed in that dull silver shade cloak and changeling mask?
If Steve confirms that there is no other way, say "I'm sorry. I really wish you had surrendered. But you left me no choice." while slicing his head off, looking him straight into the eyes as I do so. Or his braincase, if he turns out to be a robot.
Else, if Steve says there's even the slightest chance I could somehow bring him back to the Sword to be processed, do that instead. Knock him out, drug him, put him in a bag, cut his eyes out, shield him with my own body from my bloodthirsty teammates, whatever it takes.
((Can't believe I not only survived that fight with no missing limbs, but I also managed to win.))
((@Kriellya: The previous suicide was a UWM officer that committed suicide via monorazor to the head due to alien sharkmist influence while I was trying to save him.))(( Ah, I'd forgotten about that one :P ))
((We could just repeatedly kill Grate and have Xan consume the corpses, who knows? Maybe his biomass will be subject to quantum mechanics as a result.))((There's a problem, however. These individuals would be subject to repeated ampings, beatings by four-armed synthflesh titans, and...well, whatever Feyri and Lyra can do to whatever's left after Jim's done, I guess.))
((Feyri has the Gungnir, and you do not want to be targeted by an enraged 4-foot-tall housecat. Seriously.))((We could just repeatedly kill Grate and have Xan consume the corpses, who knows? Maybe his biomass will be subject to quantum mechanics as a result.))((There's a problem, however. These individuals would be subject to repeated ampings, beatings by four-armed synthflesh titans, and...well, whatever Feyri and Lyra can do to whatever's left after Jim's done, I guess.))
((Well, yes, but if you are also on the hit list of a 9-foot-tall artificial supersoldier with four arms and space magic, a catgirl isn't exactly the most threatening thing.))((The 9-foot tall artificial supersoldier might still exercise restraint because he knows how easy it is for him to kill you. The catgirl, on the other hand, is much more likely to go all-out. Also, Jim is better at inflicting damage - but Lyra can inflict pain.))
(( I'm now very concerned for your characters wellbeing, Paris :P((Hey, I haven't seen much of Clint Eastwood myself. And he's nothing like my character, from the little I've seen.
And now that I'm on the right track with 'honorable combat', I understand the drive to disable. Should be fun to watch, cause this is definitely not a world that agrees with such things. It may also not have helped my understanding that I have absolutely no knowledge of Clint Eastwood's movies, and thus no concept of those characters :P ))
((I'm sure that Jim would be willing to lose a bit of restraint and cause a bit of pain if he was pushed.))((Well, yes, but if you are also on the hit list of a 9-foot-tall artificial supersoldier with four arms and space magic, a catgirl isn't exactly the most threatening thing.))((The 9-foot tall artificial supersoldier might still exercise restraint because he knows how easy it is for him to kill you. The catgirl, on the other hand, is much more likely to go all-out. Also, Jim is better at inflicting damage - but Lyra can inflict pain.))
((That explains why he's been acting so non-cowboy-ey!))(( I'm now very concerned for your characters wellbeing, Paris :P((Hey, I haven't seen much of Clint Eastwood myself. And he's nothing like my character, from the little I've seen.
And now that I'm on the right track with 'honorable combat', I understand the drive to disable. Should be fun to watch, cause this is definitely not a world that agrees with such things. It may also not have helped my understanding that I have absolutely no knowledge of Clint Eastwood's movies, and thus no concept of those characters :P ))
The story behind the name is actually this:))Spoiler (click to show/hide)
(( I'd rather be near the Sword. Which, conveniently, is where I was! I'm also moving towards Quantum Grate, though... so I guess that means I'd rather be near a quantum anomaly than a biological one? Yeah, that sounds like me XD ))((Technically Grate IS biologically, so its both :P))
((So lets take a vote, would you rather be nearby that amp overload, or nearby the new Grate? :P((I'd rather be near the new Grate, because it gives me a better chance of controlling Grate again.))
I'm trying to measure my atrocity level, so this is for SCIENCE.))
((Yeah, Jim is more likely to just obliterate you. Ask Simus or the Amp Specialist.))((What did Simus do?))
((Unless I'm wrong, the overload is still expanding, so you aren't safe yet.))
And Jack...well jack isn't dead. But lets just say that he might be in a different shape when this amp overload finally loses power and the team can come back and get him. As for now, his consciousness is a bit too scrambled to be useful.
((Simus's sacrifice of half of her being was well worth it.))
((Simus's sacrifice of half of her being was well worth it.))
((Considering most of her human appearance was literally (and to Faith, I believe it was, figuratively) skin deep, she didn't even mind.
Also, I wonder what that amp overload would do to synthflesh, considering as synthflesh is psuedo-organic.))
((I wonder what would happen if Quantum Grate entered the mutation field.))((What if he met Timmy?
((Also who is scarier, Timmy or Quantum Grate?))((That's a tough choice.
Theodore sees some people running towards him. "Oh, are we done here?"
He turns around and starts running to, if people are running, there is generally a good reason.
RUN AWAY!!!
((Yeah Kriellya, I changed my name because someone was already named Jack, I think that PW saw that, but if I got/get horribly mutated I accept my fate.))((You may have rolled a 1 for DEX. Maybe.))
(( O.oI guess you'll just have to wait and see.
Oh dear. Can't wait to see if Bishop and Milno have been interestingly mutated from that. And Paris, this is more that these guys are essentially trained and/or brained washed to *be* suicidal in the face of capture. And they all have the amps to do it without it being possible to stop them short of killing them. A Sod Commander would probably be more willing to surrender, which I suspect some of them have considering that we haven't seen anymore Sod activity.
So, PW, is that a perma-death by insanity for Jack? Or is he just unconscious / not processing what has happened to him? ))
"AAAAAARGH! FUCK! FUCK IT! FUCK YOU! NOT AGAIN! WHY DO YOU IDIOTS ALWAYS GO AND DO THAT?! WHY DO YOU NOT LET ME HELP YOU?! ASSHOLE! I HATE YOU! I HATE MYSELF! I HATE THE UWM FOR CAUSING THIS! ANDI HATE THIS TWISTED UNIVERSE, WHERE PEOPLE DIE FOR THOSE UWM IDIOTS!"
((I on the other hand am enjoying this very much.))
Keep screaming and running and cursing the world and the UWM, ask Steve for directions if necessary. Hope that either the overload can be outrun on foot or that I'm running towards Gilgamesh.
((@Kriellya: The previous suicide was a UWM officer that committed suicide via monorazor to the head due to alien sharkmist influence while I was trying to save him.))
Bishop looks back on the slight mutation he got from the amp and looks over to Milno.
"Well that was unpleasant. Hopefully the doctor doesn't do worse fixing us. By the way, when we're fixed, do you want to take turns slapping Flint between us like a pinball?"Head to the sword and the doctor. Show him the problem and make sure he knows that I want to be just like I was before and NOT something he finds interesting.
Keep running away from the mutating area of effect, using rockets and buzz mode on the straight bits to move faster if possible. Then once we've outrun the area of effect, head back to the sword and have the doctor take a look at the mutation I got so he can treat me. Make sure he gets the point that I don't want his version of 'upgrades' from the treatment.
((@Zako: I had the EMM turned on a few turns ago and I talked to piecewise, so the wave of mutation hitting Milno is going to be retconned. I almost decided to keep the result just to see what mutation I'd get, but I'd rather not tempt fate.
Also, here's hoping the amp's already ran out of juice or we'll have to keep dashing for our lives.))
"Old man, you are a liability." Milno says without even a moment's worth of hesitation.
Use the super-powered dash in every straight hallway found in order to escape in case the effect is still expanding. In case it isn't, see from a distance what exactly happened to Jack and report it.
"Damn!"You run back to the ship because honesty, fuck that.
Spot what happened on the feeds. Then start running in the other direction.
((Yeah Kriellya, I changed my name because someone was already named Jack, I think that PW saw that, but if I got/get horribly mutated I accept my fate.))Yeah, It's still jack on the sheet. I'll change that. But yeah, you be going straight tetsuo over here.
Back to the Sword. Ask Steve if there is anything else to do.
Steve, is there any other thing to do? You said there is no SW, the UE is dead and I don't believe that the ones after the Amp Especialist would not come back with him alive.
>Things are pretty quiet now, by the look of it. I think you can relax for now.((Someone should tell him about Grate...))
((That's QUANTUM Grate to you, player formerly known as Grate.))>Things are pretty quiet now, by the look of it. I think you can relax for now.((Someone should tell him about Grate...))
Bishop didn't say anything but instead grumbled and kept glancing at the mutated part of him as he kept walking to medical.((Hmm, one mutation you say? I'm assuming that's one Body mutation, so...
Go check in with Herr Doktor. Show him the mutation and tell him I want it back to how it was before.
((((FTFY.))At leastToo bad he didn't get a 5 or 6. Then May would never leave him alone.))
"When you are given an order, follow it. You should not make the same mistake again.""Fuck you! I don't need this shit right now. I followed my orders! I completed my objectives. UE dead, mission fucking accomplished! Isn't that the only thing you care about? So don't mess with how I do my job and I won't mess with how you do your job. Now fuck off and leave me be."
"Fuck you! I don't need this shit right now. I followed my orders! I completed my objectives. UE dead, mission fucking accomplished! Isn't that the only thing you care about? So don't mess with how I do my job and I won't mess with how you do your job. Now fuck off and leave me be."
((So, will I be able to control my character again at some point, or should I just make a new one? Either way, it will be interesting to see everything that happened to him.))((I have similar thoughts, as it happens. Just, y'know, about Grate.))
With danger already a safe distance from them, Milno finishes what he had to say to Flint. "When you are given an order, follow it. You should not make the same mistake again." Incompetent people were a dime a dozen in the Sword already and the fact it was fueled by some wide-eyed ideal of heroism instead of stupidity did not change the results.Overall situation around the sword seems stable. Everyone who was injured is mostly taken care of, and it seems like most of the crew is back on board, though with a few notable absences. You head to the infirmary and say hello to Jim.
Get back to the ship to check on the overall situation.
Bishop didn't say anything but instead grumbled and kept glancing at the mutated part of him as he kept walking to medical.You Walk into the infirmary, flashing your left arm, which is covered in eyeballs and now has 8 fingers.
Go check in with Herr Doktor. Show him the mutation and tell him I want it back to how it was before.
Try to figure my out modifications (Didn't have time for it). Go to the Doctor. Ask for more training.Lets wait till this mission is over, shall we? We still need the debrief. As per modifications, is super human speed and a sword that cuts through anything not good enough for you man! You're sonic the hedgehog with a lightsaber!
Hey, Doc. Can we continue the training for now?
Not entirely sure what you expect to see. Lots of red dirt and rocks. Bit of extraterrestrial foliage, the occasional exhaust vent cluster spewing superheated air and smoke into the atmosphere and enormous blast doors set into the stone. Basically that. The facilities are almost entirely subterranean ."When you are given an order, follow it. You should not make the same mistake again.""Fuck you! I don't need this shit right now. I followed my orders! I completed my objectives. UE dead, mission fucking accomplished! Isn't that the only thing you care about? So don't mess with how I do my job and I won't mess with how you do your job. Now fuck off and leave me be."
Get inside Gilgamesh and fly away towards a random direction. Close my radio to everyone but Steve. If Steve asks me to come back for debriefing, tell him to transmit it to my helmet. Continue flying further and higher as long as I have more than 3/5 fuel. Look at the scenery as I fly.
((Well Tack, why not.))Waaaaaait for it.
Try to crawl out. Also try to see what happened to me.
Brain charge towards psychic weapon smithing goooooooo
Once I have enough metal, think of a design for a naginata-like polearm. Make it long enough to be conveniently wieldable for an Avatar, make it denser than normal (not so much it becomes to heavy to be unwieldy though). Try to make it strong enough to withstand a powerful blow, make the cutting edge as sharp as I can manage it (monomolecular if possible). Look up possible designs in VR if allowed. Once decent design is made, charge up dynamic bonus for the construction next turn.
((Can I get a list of everyone's loadout and stats before I assign orders?))
((Can I get a list of everyone's loadout and stats before I assign orders?))
((Can I get a list of everyone's loadout and stats before I assign orders?))((In case you meant everyone.))Spoiler: From Idiots in Space (click to show/hide)
(critical strikes use int rather then med on humans)
(Critical strike: You may make a med check before attacking. The result of the med check, -3, is added to the strength of the attack.)
(Critical strike rolls are now int rather then med)
((Unholy_Pariah, I still need a decision on Gungnir from you. Either Anton pays three token and you only keep the laser rifle, or you pay him five for the Tesla Saber (the conversion kit was three token, but hell with it), and keep the gun.))((Shit sorry, i got a bit distracted.
((edit: Also, repeating the in-character request for a loaner Mk3 or some tokens to buy one (or a rocketbike). Anton would be the only member of the team incapable of either flight or any form of rapid transit, rollerblades and an electric dragster wheelchair notwithstanding.))
((Alright then.))((Unholy_Pariah, I still need a decision on Gungnir from you. Either Anton pays three token and you only keep the laser rifle, or you pay him five for the Tesla Saber (the conversion kit was three token, but hell with it), and keep the gun.))((Shit sorry, i got a bit distracted.
((edit: Also, repeating the in-character request for a loaner Mk3 or some tokens to buy one (or a rocketbike). Anton would be the only member of the team incapable of either flight or any form of rapid transit, rollerblades and an electric dragster wheelchair notwithstanding.))
lets go with 2 tokens to Auron and Anton can have the whole weapon back ready to go, Auron was only ever meant to test it while Anton got the money together to pay him back.))
Ninja the shiny new briefcase once someone removes the orders.[/b]((I won't post an action against this, because metagaming. But Pan won't like you grabbing his briefcase. ))
((You could edit your post with the phrase "If Auron grabs the briefcase..." and write a response.))Ninja the shiny new briefcase once someone removes the orders.[/b]((I won't post an action against this, because metagaming. But Pan won't like you grabbing his briefcase. ))
((Wouldn't that technically be using OOC knowledge though?))((You could edit your post with the phrase "If Auron grabs the briefcase..." and write a response.))Ninja the shiny new briefcase once someone removes the orders.[/b]((I won't post an action against this, because metagaming. But Pan won't like you grabbing his briefcase. ))
((Not reeeeally? It's a condition.))((Wouldn't that technically be using OOC knowledge though?))((You could edit your post with the phrase "If Auron grabs the briefcase..." and write a response.))Ninja the shiny new briefcase once someone removes the orders.[/b]((I won't post an action against this, because metagaming. But Pan won't like you grabbing his briefcase. ))
((Nope. Your IC self could see Auron taking the briefcase, why couldn't he react to it?))((Wouldn't that technically be using OOC knowledge though?))((You could edit your post with the phrase "If Auron grabs the briefcase..." and write a response.))Ninja the shiny new briefcase once someone removes the orders.[/b]((I won't post an action against this, because metagaming. But Pan won't like you grabbing his briefcase. ))
((It's in the space idiots file if you think I'm making it up. And I don't get a penalty, I think, but I do have to spend a turn trying to remember the anatomy of a human being (that's the int roll) before I give it a shot with a normal melee attack roll to try and hit my target. I used it on Miyamoto once I think, I'm not sure who it was exactly, but I definitely used it to basically render someone's arm useless in one hit when there was fighting between the players. That broke up the fight pretty quick. :P))
Continue following Simus around and obeying her every command.Just wait till she brings out the whip!
Follow Simus, check the briefcase for what's in it and what my orders are.
Should anyone, oh I don't know, try and grab the suitcase, say the following to them
"If you do not leave me and this suitcase be, I will be forced to take it back. Violently and with space magic, if I must.
rummage through the box of goodies, snag a sensor device and some repair tools as well as the sturdiest looking climbing gear.You go all magpie and start gathering shit out of the supply box before simus can tell you not to or anyone can try to divide it up evenly.
((Aka that spool of towing cable randomly lying around the hangar and a thick metal spike.))
Check out the gear that we have been given. Grab a full toolkit and some connector cables for my datapad. Ask Steve where we're going first.You grab some gear.Spoiler: Bishop's Stats and Gear (click to show/hide)
get 2 tokens from anton and hand him gungnir, equip heavy pulse laser to hard point and be saddened by loss if lightning bolts.
Ninja the shiny new briefcase once someone removes the orders.
((Ill gladly help you get your mobility suit up and running, if we head into the scrapyard ill help you salvage and repair any surviving motors then help you fabricate that turbofan mk3 you drew.))
((Alright then.))((Unholy_Pariah, I still need a decision on Gungnir from you. Either Anton pays three token and you only keep the laser rifle, or you pay him five for the Tesla Saber (the conversion kit was three token, but hell with it), and keep the gun.))((Shit sorry, i got a bit distracted.
((edit: Also, repeating the in-character request for a loaner Mk3 or some tokens to buy one (or a rocketbike). Anton would be the only member of the team incapable of either flight or any form of rapid transit, rollerblades and an electric dragster wheelchair notwithstanding.))
lets go with 2 tokens to Auron and Anton can have the whole weapon back ready to go, Auron was only ever meant to test it while Anton got the money together to pay him back.))
Pay Auron 2 token for his laser rifle, and take the Gungnir prototype back. Be mildly disappointed at near total lack of remaining funds. Pick a repair kit, a rad suit, and my share of the various gear out of what was provided.
Back up the standard mapping drone OS in case I need it again, and update all drones I have with the custom OS.
Get ready to leave.Spoiler: Anton 'Blackeye' Chernozorov, updated sheet (click to show/hide)
back away slowlythen hit him over the head with my shield when he stops looking and run away with the briefcase.
Politely ask for a pill and pocket it for later use/study/consumption/science.
Follow team to the destroyed gangway carrying gear as requested, attempt to use sensor device to assrss structural integrity.
back away slowlythen hit him over the head with my shield when he stops looking and run away with the briefcase.
Politely ask for a pill and pocket it for later use/study/consumption/science.
Follow team to the destroyed gangway carrying gear as requested, attempt to use sensor device to assrss structural integrity.
back away slowlyThe sensor device reads that it's non-radioactive and not producing any strange signals. However, your big fat metal ass is able to detect that you don't want to get near the end of this gangway because it feels like it's gonna fall.then hit him over the head with my shield when he stops looking and run away with the briefcase.
Politely ask for a pill and pocket it for later use/study/consumption/science.
Follow team to the destroyed gangway, attempt to use sensor device to assrss structural integrity.
Rad suits on, everyone. We're going to the shipyard pit that Teal dropkicked a nuke into first. Get your climbing harnesses on over it - I don't care if you already have rockets - and take note, we're not taking them off at all during this mission, even once we're done with the pit. It's not the only radiation hazard this place has to offer.You get suited up and, using the members of the team with rockets, hitch a ride over across the gap in the destroyed gangway and into the damaged side of the building. The damage consists of a great deal of matter that seems to have been cleanly sheered away from it's proper place and then vanished- the ball the armory master created- as well as a huge gash running up from around the center of the crater and cutting a hard skyward angle back towards the remains of the pit. It look like the Armory master must have pushed the ball Grate was trapped in up and partially through the building back toward the repair pit.
Flint, Auron, you're exempt from the climbing harness order - you've got Gilgamesh and an industrial exosuit, respectively, you'll have to rely on their jump jets. You'll still be wearing the rad suit inside it, though. Flint, you'll also be carrying our climbing gear until we need it, and be our primary way through debris with that mining laser. Auron, you'll carry spare tools and equipment.
Everyone, you know what you're better with. Take tools or diagnostics, whichever you're more comfortable with.
Pancaek... you already have your orders. if you think you can help out, either on hardware or software tech, then get diagnostics or tools, whichever. And Auron, don't try and take anything like that again. We don't need intra-team conflict, especially not with Pancaek's job.
Rad suit on over the Phase Armor, and climbing harness on over that. Take my share of the tools and scanners, and head out to the Shipyard Pit, stopping for any survey work along the way.
Put on the rad suit and then a climbing harness on the top. Go ahead and grab my share of scanners too, and then follow Simus to the crater, examining the structure along the way (make sure no one actually tries to kick or bash the possibly unstable building as a way of testing it if it's stable).You get suited up and fly Simus over to the crater in the side of the building. As she looks around you examine the structure for signs of weakness.
((Well hey, for once someone has a mission where they can use a nonlethal yet scary weapon for intimidation, persuasion, and incapacitation!...and of course Anton is the only one with the Red Hand and has no idea what that mission is.
Wonderful. ::) ))
"Well then. Let's move out. Though I'd really appreciate not needing to be carried.
On second thought..."
Look around the area and see if there is any sturdy metal cable lying about, that's thick enough to hold Anton's weight but not too thick to be unworkable. If there is, fashion a simple carrying cradle, like a window washer's, so that if need be, I could be carried with more dignity than a potato sack.
If there isn't, just sigh and follow Simus and the crew.
"Affirmative, miss Simus. I'll take some diagnostic tools, seeing as I'm not...ah....utterly inept with software."You get geared up and look at the tools. They seem to be fairly standard; radioactivity monitors, substance analyzers, EMF sensors, general stuff. The dart gun has lots of darts. Maybe 30 in a magazine and several magazines in the case. Apparent they assume you're either gonna miss a lot or meet lots of people who need darts in their necks. You take a few out of the magazine and follow along with Simus.
He sweeps his blank faceplate over every member of the group, adressing them all
"I'll try and help as best I can, with the diagnostics and my amps, if need be. And have no fear, I come installed with a decomp.
However, my true purpose here has to do with any survivors we come across. If any if you come across survivors, I would appreciate it if you could contact me, and stall or detain them until I can question them. I would prefer to avoid any uneccessary deaths, but if they absolutely do not cooperate or become violent...let's say I have orders not to let information leak out."
"Inquisitor Pancaek, I don't see how this can go wrong"
Put on a radiation suit. Climbing gear over the rad suit. Take some diagnostic tools and inspect these. See how many darts the dart gun has, and if I can take one or two out of the magazine, if possible. Then follow the group
Put rad suit on if I can wear it inside Gilgamesh. Carry climber gear, other tools nobody has taken and any teammate that needs transport. Help any way I can. In case I don't post, do anything Simus asks me to do.
@Simus: "Sure thing. I'll get right on it. So, do you know why we're here?"
((Er, PW: Do note that Simus has her rockets on. Not critical for this, but for any future use.))
Simus takes a radiation reading at the edge of the pit while waiting for the team to finish their bits of survey work.
Once everyone has arrived:
Okay, those of us who don't have exosuits are going to rappel down different points of the pit, checking radiation levels, structural integrity of any remaining structure, any openings, the works, on out way down. Those of us with exosuits are going to head to the bottom and start doing the same while they wait on us.
Once everyone is ready, start rappelling and taking said readings at different points on the way down.
use substance analyzer on gold powder, collect a sample if possible.You scrape a bit of the gold up and sample it using the analyzer.
"How about this? People who can fly and don't weigh in the tons can go make sure the upper levels aren't about to make this crater a landfill, and the rest of us go rappelling or otherwise climbing down as planned. I think it'll be a better split of our abilities, and you flyers can catch up with the rest of us once you're done. Hopefully if that stuff is coming down, you'll be quick enough to save anybody caught on its way down.[aux:1+1]
Also, if you don't mind, as pretty much the only one here at serious risk of death should I fall, and zero experience climbing, perhaps I should make use of my other means of surveying first."
Get the drones out, and pilot them down into the crater in a spiraling pattern, keeping a sharp eye out for anomalies and structural faults that may endanger the team.
"Aye, chief. "Setting up the cable system to climb down is Aux...Might want to let simus set that up.
Rappel down, taking readings during my descent. Keep an eye out for survivors on the way down. Should I fuck up and fall, catch myself with my mass amp.
the frankly Canary base like anomalies((I have a vague theory of what happened there.))
"Inquisitor Pancaek, I don't see how this can go wrong"((Time till Exterminatus: 10, 9, 8...))
((Do share.))the frankly Canary base like anomalies((I have a vague theory of what happened there.))
((Something with space magic, a long time ago. Possibly a universal manipulator overload, possibly whatever race made that pill machine had a Grate.))((Do share.))the frankly Canary base like anomalies((I have a vague theory of what happened there.))
"Okay...can I have the pill machine back? Pretty please? I promise I won't put anything I don't understand in it without asking a bunch of people first. Pretty please? I paid for it and everything!""Sorry kid, but no dice. Not right now at least, maybe after this mission, or until you've proven you're responsible enough not to do that again. Until then this is staying with me. Now leave me be, I've got a war to plan."
The rest of you, we still needGeological is a kind of survey, i am completed my objectives as directed.))
this pit surveyed.
Magpie, shiny, possible undiscovered material with unique and interesting properties, like the absorbtion crystals.((Mm-hm. Probably more the first two.))
((From a certain point of view. Also, Vader killed Luke's father.))Quote from: pyrodesuThe rest of you, we still needGeological is a kind of survey, i am completed my objectives as directed.))
this pit surveyed.
Also, one other thing of note: I know that some of you might want to exhibit some magpie-like behavior, and to that I say: We want to leave this place as undisturbed as possible. That gold dust and xenon area I came across, or the large diamond hallway. Collect as little as you need for a definitive sample, and leave the rest alone. If I find anyone's gone and gathered any of it, I will dock their token pay, since that's not what we're here for.((So now im not even allowed to pick things up?
Also, one other thing of note: I know that some of you might want to exhibit some magpie-like behavior, and to that I say: We want to leave this place as undisturbed as possible. That gold dust and xenon area I came across, or the large diamond hallway. Collect as little as you need for a definitive sample, and leave the rest alone. If I find anyone's gone and gathered any of it, I will dock their token pay, since that's not what we're here for.((So now im not even allowed to pick things up?
The only actions i have right now are "take samples", "assess structural integrity" and "follow blindly."
Excuse me for not choosing the last.))
"who said anything about selling anything? I am merely taking samples so that structural integrity checks and hazard identification may proceed smoothly.""Just make sure your samples are small enough so that structural integrity checks aren't expedited by gravity."
In other news, I think I may have invented a prescient drone. It appears to stop working whenever it thinks I'm about to do something stupid. And according to it, that's all the damn time.((Mm-hm. It's prescient, not malfunctioning. Or being used badly. Of course.))
((I've already established IC that the custom OS results in odd behavior, the first time I used it. Back then Anton called it "a new type of realistic AI that is lazy", because it absolutely refused to do anything. Because I kept rolling ones. Now it's doing it again, so Anton is formulating new theories.In other news, I think I may have invented a prescient drone. It appears to stop working whenever it thinks I'm about to do something stupid. And according to it, that's all the damn time.((Mm-hm. It's prescient, not malfunctioning. Or being used badly. Of course.))
Bishop, Anton, that's a good idea. Bishop, you and me are the only ones with rockets that aren't in exosuits, we're going to check the building. The rest of you, we still need this pit surveyed. Go down like I instructed unless anyone else has a better idea.
Go up with Bishop via rockets and check around the building to determine its structural integrity, ie. will it be collapsing anytime soon.
Take a moment to correctly set up the rappel systems for the guys going into the pit, doing it again and again until I get it right. Then head up with Simus and help her with checking integrity.Bishop sets up the repel system, or at least the upper part of it, before he and Simus head up to the top levels of the building and begin inspecting. The upper levels are extremely unstable; so much so that even attempting to land has about a 50/50 chance of causing sections of the floor to collapse. The roof crumbles away as they try to stand on it and takes large pieces of the floors below with it. Going down into deeper sections might mean it's more stable, but there's always the chance that the exhaust might cause a collapse.
((Yay nuclear gold, very cool, very nice, very mine.))I'm just gonna let you know that gold has no value here. After all, miyamoto can make bricks of it out of dirt.
collect a handful of gold dust and make a pile with it then melt it into a carryable nugget using a very low intensity laser beam. Pocket the nugget.
Follow Simus instructions and begin making my way down into the pit, take sample chunks of any other materials that look out of place and try to snag a diamond from simus' hallway if possible.
Continue assessing structural integrity, resist urge to push support beams.
"What do you even need that stuff for, Auron? Nobody in their right mind here will buy them, as much as 'right mind' applies to ARM, and you don't even have the tools to work them anyway. Just leave that stuff and come back later with a jackhammer and a vacuum.The Repair pit wasn't a straight hole downward, it was a stepped or tiered pit like an open-pit mine: distinct concentric layers which get smaller as they go down and form a circular, stairstep pattern. Despite the fact that the nuke has turned precise stone and metal edges and levels into rounded, irradiated cliffs, the tiered pattern still remains. It makes descent difficult, requiring a new anchor on each level.
In other news, I think I may have invented a prescient drone. It appears to stop working whenever it thinks I'm about to do something stupid. And according to it, that's all the damn time.
Makes me want to reconsider the mission, but... orders are orders."
Pack up the drones and start rappelling down, taking rad readings and other measurements. Keep a weather eye out for falling debris and possible anomalies that may have gotten here.
Survey the area. Look for anything that shouldn't be doing what it's doing.Ah, we'll assume you had enough to spray paint the new robo arm.
((Is the stealth paint still active on the armor, except for the arm that came off? A floating arm, basically?))
Wait until Bishop has properly set up the rapelling system thingy. Then rapel down, taking readings every so often and looking for weird things/survivors. If it goes awry and I fall, use my mass amp to make sure I don't fall to my deathYou keep with the group, poking around through the debris and scanning. You find a couple bodies, badly burnt and damaged; clearly victims of the blast. Nothing alive though, and nothing that looks too out of the ordinary.
Nuclear Spelunker team, report in. Anything unusual or just nuke effects?"Still looking around, XO. Seems like a lot of heat and pressure wave damage mostly, and likely no survivors bar cockroaches. A few ships that might be salvageable, but I think we won't see much in the way of anything. How's it going up there, should we expect debris showers?"
Also, is Auron with you? I didn't see him descending into the crater, but I may have missed him while looking around."Not... that I can see. Last I saw he was taking some material samples. Give him time, he's wearing an industrial exosuit, not a recreational jogging aid.
begin hopping down the steps to the lowest level of the pit, use rockets to break my fall if something goes wrong.(([1] You swiftly determine that the level is not structurally sound enough to support a person in a heavy spacesuit.))
Perform geological and structural survey for that level.
"Still, I have a suspicion about those ships over there. If a hull survived enough to be recognizable, it might have shielded someone, and a spaceship's a good place to seek cover in, if anyone was aware of the danger. Pancaek, if you're here for survivors, that might be the only place to look on this level. Shall we?""An excellent suggestion, Anton. Though I'm somewhat skeptical as to wether anyone could have survived this whole ordeal. Still, no harm in making sure"
Yes, Flint, I'm staying here. Steve requested me specifically for the job of overseeing this planet on his behalf. I'll still be helping you guys on the Sword, you'll just see what I do in the armory rather than in the field."Heh, now that's a desk job I could like. Except instead of a desk you have an industrial complex, and instead of forms in triplicate you're signing off military prototypes."
"You agree with that, Simus? You're gonna enjoy staying here?"Yes, Flint, I'm staying here. Steve requested me specifically for the job of overseeing this planet on his behalf. I'll still be helping you guys on the Sword, you'll just see what I do in the armory rather than in the field."Heh, now that's a desk job I could like. Except instead of a desk you have an industrial complex, and instead of forms in triplicate you're signing off military prototypes."
"Let's take a quick poke around the place, then head lower. I don't think we'll find anything notable here, and what we will find will probably be work for a salvage crew, not us.
Still, I have a suspicion about those ships over there. If a hull survived enough to be recognizable, it might have shielded someone, and a spaceship's a good place to seek cover in, if anyone was aware of the danger. Pancaek, if you're here for survivors, that might be the only place to look on this level. Shall we?"
Accompany Pancaek (if he does go; if he doesn't just go alone) to the more recognizable ships and see if anyone might have been shielded by them from the blast. Take note of the count and state of ships in the immediate vicinity, for later salvage. Keep an eye out for anomalies.Nuclear Spelunker team, report in. Anything unusual or just nuke effects?"Still looking around, XO. Seems like a lot of heat and pressure wave damage mostly, and likely no survivors bar cockroaches. A few ships that might be salvageable, but I think we won't see much in the way of anything. How's it going up there, should we expect debris showers?"
"Still, I have a suspicion about those ships over there. If a hull survived enough to be recognizable, it might have shielded someone, and a spaceship's a good place to seek cover in, if anyone was aware of the danger. Pancaek, if you're here for survivors, that might be the only place to look on this level. Shall we?""An excellent suggestion, Anton. Though I'm somewhat skeptical as to wether anyone could have survived this whole ordeal. Still, no harm in making sure"
"Just admit it, birdbrain, you never would have thought of that yourself."
Go with anton to the ships, look for survivors or slavageble gear. If we find any survivors, be ready to stop attacks with my mass amp, but don't retaliate.Lie to themSay "We're with ARM, you are safe now. We just have some questions first" to any survivor we find that isn't hostile
Keep on looking around.
begin hopping down the steps to the lowest level of the pit, use rockets to break my fall if something goes wrong.
Perform geological and structural survey for that level.
Follow Simus' orders. Go down to the lowest levels of the pit, carrying anyone who asks/needs it. Survey and take samples of anything interesting. If the area starts looking unstable or strange (stranger than it already is), stop moving.You stop when Auron does, checking the radiation levels. Gilgamesh seems to be shielding you better then Auron's suit, so you continue down, straight into the heart of the crater. You're catching radiation down here, but it's minor enough not to worry you too much.
@Simus: "So, I heard you'll be staying behind? On Hephaestus? Assuming we survive the UWM's counterattack? That true?"
Yes, Flint, I'm staying here. Steve requested me specifically for the job of overseeing this planet on his behalf. I'll still be helping you guys on the Sword, you'll just see what I do in the armory rather than in the field.
Further up with Bishop.
Bishop nods at Simus' suggestion. "Yeah, that sounds like a better idea than trying to find stable ground here. I'm not sure we could find a better section this high up though... I think that this whole upper section will have to be demolished, bit by bit, and completely rebuilt, just to be sure it's safe again."[int:6]
Follow Simus' suggestion and look for a safe spot to land to conduct surveys of the structure.
wok my way back upI...see...
I take it you dont like fried noodles?wok my way back upI...see...
Nuclear Spelunker team, look out. There may be a bit of debris falling down near you. Nothing major, hopefully, but I don't want anyone getting hit in the head and falling.
"...(([1] You punch out a support column as you stand back up. The building doesn't seem to be doing very good. As a matter of fact, it seems to be leaning your way now...
The damn thing was going to taken down anyway. I just sped up the process, that's all..."
Dig myself out and check for injuries and rocket damage. Then check the building to see how it's holding up now.
Nuclear Spelunker team, look out. There may be a bit of debris falling down near you. Nothing major, hopefully, but I don't want anyone getting hit in the head and falling. Nuclear divers, how's it looking at ground zero?
Simus buzzes down to where Bishop has embedded and buried himself and digs him out.
"...[dex:4+1]
The damn thing was going to taken down anyway. I just sped up the process, that's all..."
Dig myself out and check for injuries and rocket damage. Then check the building to see how it's holding up now.
"Just a big old useless nuclear crater down here. Unhealthy radiation levels for the unshielded, some green glass and stuff. Structurally stable. I'll take some samples and look around for not-collapsed tunnels, but I don't expect to find much. Any orders?"You start going up, level by level. Bottom most ones are death and uselessness; there's nothing down there worth looking. It's all collapsed or melted. A few levels up there are some intact tunnels though. They seem structurally sound enough that someone smaller then you could probably make it in...though the radiation down here is enough that you don't think someone smaller then you would WANT to make it in for very long.
Start going up, taking samples of interesting stuff, checking for not-collapsed tunnels, assessing structural integrity, looking for usable or salvageable stuff, taking note of radiation levels. Basically just looking around thoroughly in each level.
begin surveying this level and wok my way back up, take samples of anomalous substances and mark unstable tunnels etc.Your levels, like Flint's deeper in the crater, are basically worthless in terms of salvage. There are tunnels, sure, and they could do with some exploring (if they're stable, that is) but anything that isn't solid stone has been so crushed and melted that it's usually completely indistinguishable. You make it back up toward the rest of the team, marking tunnels as you go.
Nuclear Spelunker team, look out. There may be a bit of debris falling down near you. Nothing major, hopefully, but I don't want anyone getting hit in the head and falling.
"Roger that, XO, will keep an eye. We're just about done on this level anyway. No survivors, as expected, though some ships might still fly once we get some heavy lifting in here to pry them out."
Wrap up the examination of the level and start heading further down. Watch out for falling debris.
"I'll try and keep an eye out for bits falling. shame about these people."
Follow Anton, keep an eye out for falling debris. If debris does come our way, use mass amp to make sure we don't get crushed
((Not as an ascension method. Except maybe in KoL.))I take it you dont like fried noodles?wok my way back upI...see...
Simus joins him a moment later, giving him the kind of disappointed look that can be felt straight through layers of armor and lead.
Simus joins him a moment later, giving him the kind of disappointed look that can be felt straight through layers of armor and lead.
((Hey look, a real-life ability of mine has leaked into the game.))
Our business up here is not yet finished, Bishop. Demonstrating the high structural failure rate of the lower floors does not a survey complete. Even if we go now, we'll be coming back up just as quick, and I'm reasonably confident that Anton and his group can handle themselves for the moment.
"Oh don't give me that look. I feel bad enough as it is... Let's just go and help the ground forces already."
Support the ground troops my flying down into a flanking position and take cover, overlooking the wreckage.
Can one of those auto mapping drones I have left map those tunnels? If yes, send it to do so.You send one of the auto-mapping drones into the tunnels. It zooms off for a few minutes before returning and giving you some data. This one particular tunnel appears to lead into complex under the main building, at which point it just starts looking like a big 3d hologram of hovering spaghetti, with too many tunnels to keep track of.
If not, see if the drone has any wheels or easily adjustable rangefinder and thruster sensitivity setting that would allow me to send it on its way to explore without much risk.
If not and if it is possible to reprogram the auto-mapping drone to map enclosed spaces by messing with its settings-programming, get a dynamic bonus for doing so. ((You know what they say: "If you can get a robot to do it for you twice as good, at half the time and at half the risk, do so."))
Else just continue with previous action of "explore, asses structural integrity, note radiation levels and take samples" and inform Anton (Sean's character) that he can use his drones to explore the still intact tunnels in this radioactive hellhole that no man can currently enter.
"Look alive, people! Movement in the wreckage! Weapons ready, but check your fire, it may be a survivor or a rogue robot of some kind."
Move to the wreckage, Red Hand to taser mode. Check that I can actually fire the Red Hand with the rad suit on - if I can't, safety on, use a pick from the climbing gear as a melee weapon. Let Pancaek or anyone else willing take point in finding the source of movement.
"Roger that, im on my way."
make my way towards the wreckage and try to flank whatever that was, laser it if it proves hostile.
"Affirmative, watch my back."
Move to the wreckage to inspect the source of the noise. Keep my distance if possible. Keep my amps ready to stop attacks. If it is hostile and not human, use microwave amp to heat a 1 foot sphere inside center mass of the target.
We've found a "survivor" but he's in critical condition, hanging on by a thread. No way to interrogate and one foot in the grave. Do I still try and administer the drugs or will the medbay guys take care of it?
"yeah.. i dont think my medkits gonna help this guy, wanna just dose him and take him back to the infirmary?[aux:2+1]
try to disable the civilian suit so that the joints lock up and he becomes easy to carry, begin dragging him back to the ship making sure to pass pancaek on the way.
Mmmmmm..... Holgraphic tunnel spaghetti....
"Hey, Steve, Simus, anything you want us to do about these tunnels? You want me to collapse them to keep the radiation in? Or are we going to use the radiation? Or rebuilt it with robots? Any ones you want to have explored?"
Ask Steve and Simus. If suggestion given, follow it. Else keep up the exploring/sampling/marking radiation levels/etc until crater is fully mapped. If crater fully mapped, send a drone in one of those Grate affected tunnels to see if they have suffered further changes than mere transfiguration.
"Gah! Fine, fine! We'll check the rest of the levels up here then! Now let me go!"She's still got your head bishop. I don't think you can smell what simus is cooking!
Once Simus lets poor Bishop go, continue surveys of the upper levels.
"Ох ёё... That does not look good at all. Pancaek, do your thing, I'll call a pickup. Auron, leave the survivor alone, he needs quick transportation, not being dragged along."You inspect the man. He appears to quite definitely be real, and quite definitely injured. The suit is certainly powerful enough to be dangerous, if wielded with that intent, but the guy is in no shape to move, let alone attack.
Anton contacts Simus.
"XO, we have a potential survivor here, and I say potential because it looks like he might stop being one any minute now. Send Bishop here to get him to the Sword, I'd really prefer to have a live survivor on our record rather than a revived one, and he doesn't look like he has much time."
The message sent, Anton leans in close to examine the survivor and his suit while Pancaek administers drugs. Never one to stop being paranoid about deception, he makes a quick check to see that the exosuit and the person beneath are real, rather than a potential trap.
"Yeah, he's in pretty bad shape. I'm not sdure giving him these drugs might be the best idea at the moment, but I'll radio Steve, as to what to do"Quote from: Pancaek -> SteveWe've found a "survivor" but he's in critical condition, hanging on by a thread. No way to interrogate and one foot in the grave. Do I still try and administer the drugs or will the medbay guys take care of it?
Send message to Steve. Administer drugs if he says so, either by pill or by jamming in the dart I took out of the magazine. Then let the others take him to medbay
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>No. Pumping him full of memory impairing drugs isn't going to help anyone. Just get him back to sick bay and we can interrogate him later, after he has at least 50% of his skin.
keep up the exploring/sampling/marking radiation levels/etc until crater is fully mapped. If crater fully mapped, send a drone in one of those Grate affected tunnels to see if they have suffered further changes than mere transfiguration.Keep doing that while half-whistling-half-mumbling a happy tune to myself.
Flint, for the moment I'd like you guys to make sure that the detonation didn't set off any potential sympathetic collapses further in, for now. We don't want half the area sinkholing from this as we and other teams explore further."I'm no engineer, but I'd say we're pretty safe from a collapse in the levels I've been in, if only because there's nothing left to collapse. I could try sending more drones in the surviving tunnels but I don't think it's worth the expense. I'd go explore the tunnels myself, but I wouldn't survive out of Gilgamesh for long wit that much radiation."
disable that exosuit and carry mr crispy back to the infirmary for treatment/revivification.Eh, I'll just give you that one, to prevent you from having to roll forever.
Deposit shinies in footlocker, Rejoin team.
Flint, for the moment I'd like you guys to make sure that the detonation didn't set off any potential sympathetic collapses further in, for now. We don't want half the area sinkholing from this as we and other teams explore further.
Further up with Bishop, after releasing his headfrom his body.
((Gah, too late to slide it in before the turn.))
Get back to work when Simus let's me go.The two of you slowly fly up the inside of the gash in the building, marking off sections that seem unstable. The upper sections are particularly bad; the last few stories are completely unsalvageable. More and more it's looking like the it might just be better to demolish the whole thing and rebuild it in a more secure area. Probably underground, away from grates.
Examine the exosuit for an emergency shutdown. If nothing is found, go look around elsewhere.Safety measures that make sense. PFFT. Where do you think you are Thomas! YOU IN THE JUNGLE!
"Well, aren't you a lucky sod. Or a lucky non-sod, as it were." Anton looks around, examining the wreckage around him. "For a given meaning of lucky, of course. The right place and the right time this turned out to be for you, though for an entirely wrong and stupid reason."Judging by the wreckage and what you can tell from the alignment of things, it seems like it was a combination of the suit and being behind one of the ships when it happened. The ship acted as a shield, and the shape of the pit meant he only caught a limited amount of the blast as it was funneled up and out of the hole. He was just in the right place at the wrong time.
Look around. This level was closer to the blast, yet here is a survivor when there were none above. See what, besides the suit, contributed to his survival. Was it something specific to this level's layout? Step outside (the wreckage) to get a view of the rest of the level, and see if there are any more places that could potentially have similar survivors.
Use my lasers lowest power setting to burn "Team fund" onto the side of the crate.
All right, this place is done for. Easier to condemn and rebuild elsewhere, where there's no radioactive crater or Grate anomalies. Steve, anywhere else in particular you want us to survey now or are we clear for tunnel diving and what salvage operations we can do in this area?"XO, I believe our list of targets included the control building at the least. We should probably make some rounds through the areas where any combat happened at all, and assess the damage in whole before we start on salvage. None of the stuff in this crater is going to get less radioactive anytime soon anyway."
((i cant undershoot...))Use my lasers lowest power setting to burn "Team fund" onto the side of the crate.
((You are just begging to overshoot and melt the whole thing, or undershoot and injure yourself.))
((You're really asking for it... (http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/TemptingFate)))((i cant undershoot...))Use my lasers lowest power setting to burn "Team fund" onto the side of the crate.((You are just begging to overshoot and melt the whole thing, or undershoot and injure yourself.))
((Dude, just get a permanent marker or something you can write with from the AM and just write it on the crate by hand. It's easier, safer and you won't accidentally shoot someone.))
((The Doctor said might! MIGHT!))
Dude. This is ER and you didn't assume the worst? I am disappoint.
((Well excuse me for trusting one of the most experienced members of the HMRC to know how to warn children. Or anyone, really.))((The Doctor said might! MIGHT!))Quote from: Xantalos way earlier in the combat threadDude. This is ER and you didn't assume the worst? I am disappoint.
((Well technically, "might" was right. If you hadn't so spectacularly failed your first Will save, as well as the third and last one, you may have actually gotten the stuff under control, or perhaps fizzled out in a more controllable manner.((See, if someone was asking sweetly if they could play football with a nuclear bomb and asked me if it would be safe, I would have said no. Because, sooner or later, you are going to fail a Will save, and you can't stop playing without getting killed by the referee. Okay, that metaphor kinda got bent out of shape, but you get my point.))
This is the same as saying that playing football with a nuclear bomb might be dangerous.))
((Okay. So now, imagine you don't rightly know how the bomb works. You might know it would take an effort to get it to detonate, but now imagine that, on top of that, the person asking had just disassembled and reassembled the bomb using a device that you know even less about. All you know is that it was still a nuclear bomb, and something going wrong with it will make a mess, but you don't rightly know what would happen.((Well technically, "might" was right. If you hadn't so spectacularly failed your first Will save, as well as the third and last one, you may have actually gotten the stuff under control, or perhaps fizzled out in a more controllable manner.((See, if someone was asking sweetly if they could play football with a nuclear bomb and asked me if it would be safe, I would have said no. Because, sooner or later, you are going to fail a Will save, and you can't stop playing without getting killed by the referee. Okay, that metaphor kinda got bent out of shape, but you get my point.))
This is the same as saying that playing football with a nuclear bomb might be dangerous.))
Such things may be dangerous, Manipulator batteries do not carry electrical charges.Evidently he knows more of the manipulators than the average person, but he is far from an expert (that would be the AM). Both the pill machine and the battery itself are essentially blackbox. Combining a known unknown danger with a known unknown beneficiary (as the pill effects were, so far, mostly not immediately harmful to the user), from a knowledgeable but out-of-depth Doktor's standpoint, results in a collective *shrug*. He doesn't know what will happen. The pill would change you, and the manipulator batteries change the universe, but the end result is less two plus two and more logbattlecruiser(turquoise). So you got what you got. A statement of possible danger and a nebulous warning.
All right, this place is done for. Easier to condemn and rebuild elsewhere, where there's no radioactive crater or Grate anomalies. Steve, anywhere else in particular you want us to survey now or are we clear for tunnel diving and what salvage operations we can do in this area?
Inquire to Steve as to new survey locations.
gather the exosuit and its pieces as the nurse discatds them and deposit them in an empty crate for safe keeping. Use my lasers lowest power setting to burn "Team fund" onto the side of the crate.You continue your magpie tendencies, snatching up the pieces of the exoskeleton before dumping them into your box.
Return to simus and the others.
That went nicely.Hmmm hmm hmm. Wait wait wait.
Await further instructions. If there are none, return to the ship.
The ships seem mostly civilian, or at least not armed. There are maybe 20 that look salvageable, and about twice that number that are part fodder. None of them look particularly interesting, though with modifications they might be useful.All right, this place is done for. Easier to condemn and rebuild elsewhere, where there's no radioactive crater or Grate anomalies. Steve, anywhere else in particular you want us to survey now or are we clear for tunnel diving and what salvage operations we can do in this area?"XO, I believe our list of targets included the control building at the least. We should probably make some rounds through the areas where any combat happened at all, and assess the damage in whole before we start on salvage. None of the stuff in this crater is going to get less radioactive anytime soon anyway."
Note any salvageable equipment on the level for the report, and start climbing back out of the crater.
Mentally take note of the kind of ships that were parked around here. Civilian shuttles mostly, or were there any combat ships? Anything particularly interesting, standing out from the rest, that could be worth personally returning to?
((Dude, just get a permanent marker or something you can write with from the AM and just write it on the crate by hand. It's easier, safer and you won't accidentally shoot someone.
Then again, this is the HMRC so it is kinda expected. In that case, go right ahead!))
"Yeah Steve, we've done all that can really be done here. It's best to just rebuild the whole thing from scratch. It'll save time, effort and you won't have to stay next to a radioactive hole in the ground.
So... What now?"
Inquire with Steve and follow his instructions.
Follow instructions from Steve/Team leader. Inspect the pistol that was in the briefcaseThere are two pistols. One that shoots darts, the other that shoots, well, something more lethal.
((I'm pretty sure that "Don't do it, you dumb kid!" would have been a better warning. Regardless of what the Doctor admits to knowing, he seems to know enough that he should realize what a bad idea it was.))((Okay. So now, imagine you don't rightly know how the bomb works. You might know it would take an effort to get it to detonate, but now imagine that, on top of that, the person asking had just disassembled and reassembled the bomb using a device that you know even less about. All you know is that it was still a nuclear bomb, and something going wrong with it will make a mess, but you don't rightly know what would happen.((Well technically, "might" was right. If you hadn't so spectacularly failed your first Will save, as well as the third and last one, you may have actually gotten the stuff under control, or perhaps fizzled out in a more controllable manner.((See, if someone was asking sweetly if they could play football with a nuclear bomb and asked me if it would be safe, I would have said no. Because, sooner or later, you are going to fail a Will save, and you can't stop playing without getting killed by the referee. Okay, that metaphor kinda got bent out of shape, but you get my point.))
This is the same as saying that playing football with a nuclear bomb might be dangerous.))
So the Doktor was in the same situation. Quoth the Doktor,:QuoteSuch things may be dangerous, Manipulator batteries do not carry electrical charges.Evidently he knows more of the manipulators than the average person, but he is far from an expert (that would be the AM). Both the pill machine and the battery itself are essentially blackbox. Combining a known unknown danger with a known unknown beneficiary (as the pill effects were, so far, mostly not immediately harmful to the user), from a knowledgeable but out-of-depth Doktor's standpoint, results in a collective *shrug*. He doesn't know what will happen. The pill would change you, and the manipulator batteries change the universe, but the end result is less two plus two and more logbattlecruiser(turquoise). So you got what you got. A statement of possible danger and a nebulous warning.
In retrospect, you really should have asked the AM.))((That seems to be the conclusion, yes.))
head to the salvage yard. search for wheels, rotors and electric motors.
And old damaged exosuits, just because.
((Didnt grate catch his beetles in a salvage yard/pit thing?((Five bucks says they didn't make it.
((It was, if my spatial coordination through text is correct, somewhere under the Sword's cage. Grate basically took the elevator down from the Sword's cradle and loitered around there. So barring massive structural collapses, they should be safer than we are.))((Didnt grate catch his beetles in a salvage yard/pit thing?((Five bucks says they didn't make it.
And it was more outside the settlement.))
((Didnt grate catch his beetles in a salvage yard/pit thing?((Indeed. ^_^))
Although if we are manually dismantling a ship i dint wanna miss that.))
Anton, I want you, Flint, and anyone else you'd like to help you to salvage ships, parts, whatever, if it's of value, I want you to try and get it out of that hole, and into a cargo bay or hanger if Steve has one we can use for it, otherwise, there's plenty of land. Put it where you won't need a rad suit to get to it. Ask Steve if you need any very-heavy lifting assistance.Anton looks up, saluting in the general direction he thinks Simus is.
((Don't we usually suffer multiple deaths per mission, and often deaths between missions?))((It was, if my spatial coordination through text is correct, somewhere under the Sword's cage. Grate basically took the elevator down from the Sword's cradle and loitered around there. So barring massive structural collapses, they should be safer than we are.))((Didnt grate catch his beetles in a salvage yard/pit thing?((Five bucks says they didn't make it.
And it was more outside the settlement.))
Otherwise, head to the VR and practice shuttle flying, landing and taking off until I got it down right.((Isn't the power still off?))
Or the diplomats, if you want to protect what populace remains from Lars.
((You could always put a tasteful memorial in the middle of the forest you're planting on top of it. Nice for the people who might remember this, then lost in the woods for the rest of time.))((A memorial would be nice. Although it should probably focus on the part of the battle before Grate started, you know, doing stuff.))
All right, we're pretty much done here. Steve, can I borrow a shuttle to find a better location for headquarters here, away from the anomalies?You wanna fly it yourself or get steve to fly it? He normally flies the shuttles, after all.
Anton, I want you, Flint, and anyone else you'd like to help you to salvage ships, parts, whatever, if it's of value, I want you to try and get it out of that hole, and into a cargo bay or hanger if Steve has one we can use for it, otherwise, there's plenty of land. Put it where you won't need a rad suit to get to it. Ask Steve if you need any very-heavy lifting assistance.
Bishop, you're coming with me. I need someone who's a better pilot than I am if we get a shuttle. Just try not to nosedive while we're in it.
The rest of you are free to go unless Anton wants you. Head back to the Sword or join up with the anomaly team or flesh amp overload explorers. Or the diplomats, if you want to protect what populace remains from Lars.
Head back to the ship and get a shuttle if Steve'll let me.
((It was, if my spatial coordination through text is correct, somewhere under the Sword's cage. Grate basically took the elevator down from the Sword's cradle and loitered around there. So barring massive structural collapses, they should be safer than we are.))((Didnt grate catch his beetles in a salvage yard/pit thing?((Five bucks says they didn't make it.
And it was more outside the settlement.))((Didnt grate catch his beetles in a salvage yard/pit thing?((Indeed. ^_^))
Although if we are manually dismantling a ship i dint wanna miss that.))Anton, I want you, Flint, and anyone else you'd like to help you to salvage ships, parts, whatever, if it's of value, I want you to try and get it out of that hole, and into a cargo bay or hanger if Steve has one we can use for it, otherwise, there's plenty of land. Put it where you won't need a rad suit to get to it. Ask Steve if you need any very-heavy lifting assistance.Anton looks up, saluting in the general direction he thinks Simus is.
"Aye, XO. This here seems like a tidy bit of work."
He turns to look towards the rest of the team.
"Ну-с, граждане..." - he chuckles, recalling a quote from an ancient comedy movie, that got repeated all too often at his old workplace. His old boss was odd. "Citizens, alcoholics, freeloaders, hooligans... Who wants to do some work today? Heh."
"Okay, so with Simus leaving cleanup to me and us, here's what we do. Firstly, I'll try to secure us a salvage yard. There's a lot of stuff in there, and we don't want to be hauling radioactive hulks too far across a populated area, so we might need to artificially clear an area somewhere nearby.
Pancaek, if you don't mind helping us for a while longer, and you.. er, Thomas? Thomas. There's little work for light-loaders but the gruesome one. I, and maybe the other civvies would appreciate it if we hauled all the dead bodies that can still be recognized as such out of that crater, so we can pay proper respects later. Would be wrong to leave them there. I'll join you once I'm done with the setting-up.
Flint, and Auron, you're on primary salvage duty. I'll try to get you some help, and some heavy lifting, but for now your task is simple. Take my salvage chart, and prepare everything for being taken out. Ships marked for salvage are to be freed of debris and hauled out into an open area of the level, if you can, without further damage. Ships marked for parts are to be cut loose via any available means, tear them to pieces if need be, and I would prefer to see at least most of those pieces in the salvage yard first. We'll sort out the usable and valuable pieces once we're done decontaminating everything. If only for the safety of the unshielded people you might be walking past, hold off on the looting till then."
The orders dispensed, Anton addresses Steve. "Hello Steve. I don't know if you still have the ability to see everything we're doing with the Sword damaged, so here's my salvage chart from the shipyard. We've got a lot of stuff to haul out of there, and most of it is heavy and radioactive. We need basically three things - a large area to store four dozen ships in various stages of pulverized, some way to decontaminate said large area, and some help getting said ships out of the pit.
For the first, I assume we'll need a large-ish open plain of some sort. Wouldn't do to stockpile these things here, but I don't know if it's smart to haul them too far from the Sword either. Any pointers?
For the second, I'm assuming it's too much to hope for an easy solution. I guess if we had an easy solution we could just clear the pit itself, but as it is I think the best we'll be able to do is collapse the freestanding ruins in, pave it over with supercrete, lead plating and topsoil, plant a forest on top, and never speak of it again.
For the third, I'd assume we'll need to commandeer an intact ship or two to act as skycranes. Gilgamesh and Auron's exosuit won't be enough to haul whole ships up. Maybe you could direct Miyamoto or Jim to us, if they don't have more important tasks?
And finally, I don't suppose we have any procedures for dead civilians in place? There were a number of them in the pit, and I'm planning on hauling them out before we cover the whole thing up. Since we're keeping our face to the people, or maybe acting like we do, I don't know - we should probably face the consequences of mistakes like this one as well."
Dispense orders and movie quotes almost nobody will recognize. Send copy of salvage chart to Flint, Auron, and Steve. Converse with and request assistance from Steve. Once that is done, if no actions regarding the salvage yard, skycranes et al are necessary, start with moving the bodies to the top level of the pit.
((tl;dr orders for the team: Pancaek and Thomas help Anton move the dead civilians out of the pit. Flint and Auron prepare the more intact ships for hauling, and take the less intact ships apart for hauling.))
"Alright."You go get some extremely heavy blankets from the sword, on Anton's orders, And start the grim task of repeatedly descending into the pit, scooping up whats left of the charred, broken bodies or parts of bodies, and bringing them back up before wrapping them in the lead blankets. You get as many as you can, but your radiation shielding isn't good enough to get all the way down to the bottom. And you're already starting to feel a bit ill.
Corpse hauling duty. Like he said, neccesary. If not pleasant.
Thomas goes to haul up some bodies. If there's a shovel, spade, or anything that could be jury-rigged into one, take it and put it next to the pile.
Pancaek shrugsYou help Thomas haul remains and carefully arrange them out in neat rows, separating them as best you can, when there are only pieces left.
"I am at your command, I suppose."
Help thomas with haulin' corpses
"I can practice flying shuttles in the VR if you don't feel comfortable about my current level of skills. I wouldn't mind the practice personally." Bishop replied as he headed back to the ship.Steve can just fly that, you know. I suppose he could also fly the salvage shuttles too. You just need to tell him where to go.
Head back to the ship with Simus. If she gets a shuttle, have a look over the controls and familiarize myself with them with Steve's help. Otherwise, head to the VR and practice shuttle flying, landing and taking off until I got it down right.
Do that thing with the salvage that Anton told me to do.Even the battle suit isn't strong enough to haul a whole ship up a vertical incline several times in a row. So you grab some stuff you can carry, mostly just chunks of salvage, and bring them up to the area near the pit, for later transport.
Thomas took a seat outside the pits. He wasn't a genius, but he was smart enough to know that radiation was bad.
"Radiation is getting to me. May I go to the ship?"
Await permission.
((EDIT: Oh, another idea for rebuilding: Put some of the important, sensitive things under stuff destroying and sensor scrambling anomalies like the aurora or the mustard gas. That way you reduce the chances of someone finding and/or messing with your sensitive stuff.((Simus will love your radically unconventional redecorating ideas.))
ARM: Creating more layers of shielding through the destruction of reality.))
((Cyborg synthflesh sods?))
"Permission granted. No sense getting yourself in danger, especially when radiation's involved. Just leave any blankets you have left over there so we can keep working.""Will do."
((Well, there's just three threads, so it's the one not named "combat teams" or "survey team". :P It's "Repair and Rescue". ^_^))"Permission granted. No sense getting yourself in danger, especially when radiation's involved. Just leave any blankets you have left over there so we can keep working.""Will do."
Abandon blankets. Go back to the ship.
((Which thread is that? I hate to ask, but I'm sort of lost with the changed titles.))
((I meant a mixture of robot and synthflesh for some sods.((Synthflesh is Voltron?))
Does that weird reality-warping that lots of synthflesh makes happen when it's in a lot of little bodies?))
((Or the other way around.))((I meant a mixture of robot and synthflesh for some sods.((Synthflesh is Voltron?))
Does that weird reality-warping that lots of synthflesh makes happen when it's in a lot of little bodies?))
...then again, it's the Doctor we're talking about, so perhaps he'll have a biohorror that'll surprise us in that regard.((Xan Army.))
((Are you guys open to other people commenting in on the military strategy? If not, I apologize.
I think that before you write off organic stuff entirely, you should look at production times. I mean, the UWM hasn't shown itself to be willfully stupid on a large scale before, so why would they use organic-only sods if robobody sods are entirely better? Maybe you can vat grow a battalion of sod bodies faster than manufacture a battalion of robobodies. Or maybe there's some other advantage. But you can't know, and therefore can't make an informed decision, unless you look.))
((Just because I don't think they would see it coming, what if you modified some of the sods to be like Cog, the human spaceship mutant. Leavesomealot of them up there, give'em some nasty weapons and watch the UWM go WTF. Just a thought))
((What if we used biological missiles targetted at their environmental systems?))
((I was thinking more along the lines of living organisms, think necromorphs that spread their shit via airborne spores.
You get them in the ship and they go straight for the ventilation systems and half the ships infested before they can do anything to stop it.))
((*points to self* Ahem.))
((It'd need a will decomp on my part to work correctly so I could give an appropriate 'sacrifice yourselves to me when done killing everyone on the ship' switch thing.))((There is no way this could go wrong. (http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/SarcasmMode)
((I am suddenly reminded of Homeworld: Cataclysm (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nDcELUCroDs). God forbid any of the Xanling boarding pods miss their target and drift off into space...))((There's a pretty good chance they'd just end up falling back into the star, colloding with a worthless uninhabited chunk of rock, or zooming off into deep space, never to be seen again by living eyes.))
((Yeah, but the thing is is that these plans have actual profit to them should they succeed.((There are better, safer, and cleaner ways to take over a ship. The bioterror route has too many variables, and no direct plan or guarantee of success even should everything go right. I think it's at least theoretically viable though, so we can keep it as an auxiliary plan, but we certainly shouldn't depend on it.
((Yeah, but the thing is is that these plans have actual profit to them should they succeed.((So do their competitors. Same profit, but lower risk of losing everything to an infestation of bioterrors.))
((I know that, but it benefits me in the long and short term, so I'm advertising it.))((Luckily, you're not in charge.))
((I wanna use biohorrors for the hilarity value but... i also wanna board an enemy ship and loot the shit out of it whilst impaling people on the overcompensater Jim was nice enough to give me.((When did we get overcompensators?))
((The best currently available semi-autonomous drone is the size of a softball. Largest thing it could properly terrorize is a large dog.
Also, I think you misunderstand the "point defense lasers" that will be used. These won't be like the modern "heat the missile till it explodes" lasers. If the anti-ship batteries of Mission 4 are any indication, these will be "blink-and-you'll-miss-the-missile-vaporizing" lasers. While the general idea might work, it's best utilized with larger robotic attack drones and specially-made suicide ships.))
((The best currently available semi-autonomous drone is the size of a softball. Largest thing it could properly terrorize is a large dog.
Also, I think you misunderstand the "point defense lasers" that will be used. These won't be like the modern "heat the missile till it explodes" lasers. If the anti-ship batteries of Mission 4 are any indication, these will be "blink-and-you'll-miss-the-missile-vaporizing" lasers. While the general idea might work, it's best utilized with larger robotic attack drones and specially-made suicide ships.))Spoiler: Drone talk (click to show/hide)
Private channel to Miyamoto:You don't get inside the ship, rather you grab hold of a railing around the edge and hang on as the ship does a low level flyby of the area around the base. The Debris field is thankfully small and fairly concentrated, though still as wide as the two admin buildings. The aurora on the other hand stretches out in a line for at least several miles and seems to encompass a large, ovoid area of distorted light and slow rippling.
Steve put you in charge of organizing the defense, Miyamoto? Good choice. I'll answer your specifics first and pose ideas after.
Sods as they are, not so much, I would prefer them upgraded, if you will, to cybernetic suits with Sod brains, and future production tailored to that, as well as tweaking a few variables in regards to their mental capacity in future production. We should have quite a few of our standard cybersuits on-hand already, and more can certainly be manufactured easily. This will give a boost to their endurance on the field in comparison to a regular sod, and will let them ignore most environmental hazards, including any fielded by the UWM and ourselves, chemical, some kinds of nuclear, or biological. Another option would be gene tweaking, like we have available on the Sword, but I find that to be a messier option compared to cybernetics.
Full robots would be even better than cybersods, but will take a lot of time to set up, and that's if the boys in the lab have finished sifting your data and can extract useful information. And if we can't get AI out of it, then the robots will need to be teleoperated, in which case, we would go for fewer, larger ones and they couldn't replace the sods or variants thereof. However, improvements to anything we currently have using that data will certainly be put into place as quickly as possible.
Drones are a certainty. Both scouting and attacking, though more toward scouting, since we have better options in terms of both surgical strikes and carpet bombing, if it comes to that, but I'm sure they'll have a use in that capacity as well, however limited.
In terms of ideas about defense, I have a few ideas, though I would like to know what you've got already.
Okay, Steve flies the shuttle. Bishop is released from duty unless Auron wants him. First job of my flight is to find where the anomalies end.
Go ahead and learn how to fly a shuttle anyway. It's best to know and not need to do it, then not know when I need to. After I'm done training, begin coming up with a design for the repair of the walkway to the sword.Well, the VR's are out for now, do you know another way to practice and plan?
Thomas took a seat outside the pits. He wasn't a genius, but he was smart enough to know that radiation was bad.
"Radiation is getting to me. May I go to the ship?"
Await permission.
"Sounds like a plan, Steve. Give Mesk and Skylar the ships, and send them over once they're free to help out. Sooner the better, there's enough scrap and salvage here to build us a few Daggers to go with the Sword."
"Keep it up, people. Don't try dragging whole ships around, only haul the bits and pieces from the more damaged ones. Just free the intact ones from debris so we don't have to airlift extra rocks and girders. Keep to the salvage chart."Thomas took a seat outside the pits. He wasn't a genius, but he was smart enough to know that radiation was bad.
"Radiation is getting to me. May I go to the ship?"
Await permission.
"Permission granted. No sense getting yourself in danger, especially when radiation's involved. Just leave any blankets you have left over there so we can keep working."
Accept the offer of skycranes, mark the location of the future scrap yard on me datapad, send Thomas back to the ship, and get back into the crater. If there are any bodies left to haul up, get to hauling. If not, go and pick the most intact-looking ship for the first airlift out of the crater.
head over to anton, help if necessary.You stick with anton and help him choose ships, all the while secretly longing to start tearing free bits of their control panels or engines.
If I'm needed for salvage duty (to tie the cables we're gonna tow the salvage with for example or to lift heavy stuff or to smash stuff) go and help where I'm needed.You Gather up the dead from the parts that are too hot for others and then stand by to do heavy lifting.
Else, go and respectfully recover the bodies others can't reach due to radiation.
((EDIT: Oh, another idea for rebuilding: Put some of the important, sensitive things under stuff destroying and sensor scrambling anomalies like the aurora or the mustard gas. That way you reduce the chances of someone finding and/or messing with your sensitive stuff.
ARM: Creating more layers of shielding through the destruction of reality.))
Continues hauling bodies out of the pit so long as it's safe in regards to radiation. inspect the lethal pistol closer, what are we talking about here.We'll say you've got em all, at least any piece big enough to be worth getting.
(Repair and rescue)"Permission granted. No sense getting yourself in danger, especially when radiation's involved. Just leave any blankets you have left over there so we can keep working.""Will do."
Abandon blankets. Go back to the ship.
((Which thread is that? I hate to ask, but I'm sort of lost with the changed titles.))
You stick with antonand help him choose ships, all the while
secretly longing to start tearing free bits of their control
panels or engines.
(Honestly. This gives me an idea for another game. GOD
DAMN IT IMAGINATION. WE ARE OVERBOOKED AS IT IS)
((I'd like that as well, but I'd like confirmation on what piecewise's idea was. Five bucks says it's even cooler than that.))Quote from: piecewiseYou stick with antonand help him choose ships, all the whileOoh spaceship "salvager" game. id so play that, especially if it involved salvaging occupied vessels.
secretly longing to start tearing free bits of their control
panels or engines.
(Honestly. This gives me an idea for another game. GOD
DAMN IT IMAGINATION. WE ARE OVERBOOKED AS IT IS)
Quote from: piecewiseYou stick with antonand help him choose ships, all the while
secretly longing to start tearing free bits of their control
panels or engines.
(Honestly. This gives me an idea for another game. GOD
DAMN IT IMAGINATION. WE ARE OVERBOOKED AS IT IS)
Ooh spaceship "salvager" game. id so play that, especially if it involved salvaging occupied vessels.
((If it's something like that, you could do it using a variation of Mainspring...))Quote from: piecewiseYou stick with antonand help him choose ships, all the while
secretly longing to start tearing free bits of their control
panels or engines.
(Honestly. This gives me an idea for another game. GOD
DAMN IT IMAGINATION. WE ARE OVERBOOKED AS IT IS)
Ooh spaceship "salvager" game. id so play that, especially if it involved salvaging occupied vessels.
wait for first ship to be airlifted then zerg rush it the second it lands and begin stripping off its armor panels, with lasers if necessary.
Flint, and Auron, you're on primary salvage duty. I'll try to get you some help, and some heavy lifting, but for now your task is simple. Take my salvage chart, and prepare everything for being taken out. Ships marked for salvage are to be freed of debris and hauled out into an open area of the level, if you can, without further damage. Ships marked for parts are to be cut loose via any available means, tear them to pieces if need be, and I would prefer to see at least most of those pieces in the salvage yard first. We'll sort out the usable and valuable pieces once we're done decontaminating everything. If only for the safety of the unshielded people you might be walking past, hold off on the looting till then.
((Are you guys open to other people commenting in on the military strategy? If not, I apologize.((Of course we are! The more you tear apart my plans the more I like it, after all two people are smarter than one. And I basically agree on this point: before committing to anything, we should check what is most feasible, and why (if it's such an obvious thing as robobodies) the UWM doesn't employ them. As I said, there may be unexpected drawbacks to full robobodies we haven't really encountered yet.))
I think that before you write off organic stuff entirely, you should look at production times. I mean, the UWM hasn't shown itself to be willfully stupid on a large scale before, so why would they use organic-only sods if robobody sods are entirely better? Maybe you can vat grow a battalion of sod bodies faster than manufacture a battalion of robobodies. Or maybe there's some other advantage. But you can't know, and therefore can't make an informed decision, unless you look.))
As I said, there may be unexpected drawbacks to full robobodies we haven't really encountered yet.))((Maybe it affects the minds of people, but we don't notice because it's overshadowed by everyone's other mental disorders?))
"Auron, you can go start tearing up the more damaged ships. Even if the skycranes get here soon, I'll probably be able to affix the cables myself, and I can't rip damaged plating off a ship's hull with my bare hands."Yes, maybe I should go see how he's doing. I'll be taking my leave now, unless Simus needs me for something?"
Flint, go tear up some scrap too. Unless we get the ships, there's little else for you to do. I'll call you here if I need help.
Pancaek, seems we're done with the bodies for now. You can stay and help me with the ships if you want, but your skills might be better used elsewhere. Maybe see if that survivor we found actually survived?"
Continue being in charge. Climb into the tug if there's an open(able) hatch, and see what's inside to get a better idea of its mass distribution. Would hate to have our first ship flip over or snap the cables when we lift it.
Simus may hurt you if you do this. Anton too.Quote from: piecewiseYou stick with antonand help him choose ships, all the while
secretly longing to start tearing free bits of their control
panels or engines.
(Honestly. This gives me an idea for another game. GOD
DAMN IT IMAGINATION. WE ARE OVERBOOKED AS IT IS)
Ooh spaceship "salvager" game. id so play that, especially if it involved salvaging occupied vessels.
wait for first ship to be airlifted then zerg rush it the second it lands and begin surveying it for damage and marking parts that need replacement.
Spoiler: Droning about Drones (click to show/hide)((I'd like that as well, but I'd like confirmation on what piecewise's idea was. Five bucks says it's even cooler than that.))Quote from: piecewiseYou stick with antonand help him choose ships, all the whileOoh spaceship "salvager" game. id so play that, especially if it involved salvaging occupied vessels.
secretly longing to start tearing free bits of their control
panels or engines.
(Honestly. This gives me an idea for another game. GOD
DAMN IT IMAGINATION. WE ARE OVERBOOKED AS IT IS)
"Auron, you can go start tearing up the more damaged ships. Even if the skycranes get here soon, I'll probably be able to affix the cables myself, and I can't rip damaged plating off a ship's hull with my bare hands.
Flint, go tear up some scrap too. Unless we get the ships, there's little else for you to do. I'll call you here if I need help.
Pancaek, seems we're done with the bodies for now. You can stay and help me with the ships if you want, but your skills might be better used elsewhere. Maybe see if that survivor we found actually survived?"
Continue being in charge. Climb into the tug if there's an open(able) hatch, and see what's inside to get a better idea of its mass distribution. Would hate to have our first ship flip over or snap the cables when we lift it.
Well, she hasn't said anything so:"Auron, you can go start tearing up the more damaged ships. Even if the skycranes get here soon, I'll probably be able to affix the cables myself, and I can't rip damaged plating off a ship's hull with my bare hands."Yes, maybe I should go see how he's doing. I'll be taking my leave now, unless Simus needs me for something?"
Flint, go tear up some scrap too. Unless we get the ships, there's little else for you to do. I'll call you here if I need help.
Pancaek, seems we're done with the bodies for now. You can stay and help me with the ships if you want, but your skills might be better used elsewhere. Maybe see if that survivor we found actually survived?"
Continue being in charge. Climb into the tug if there's an open(able) hatch, and see what's inside to get a better idea of its mass distribution. Would hate to have our first ship flip over or snap the cables when we lift it.
If Simus doesn't need me anymore, head back to ship and check up on our survivor. If she does, follow orders. "
((I wonder if piecewise will let me build a giant robot using salvaged ship parts?))I'd be down for it.
The idea that immediately came to mind can be summed up as this:((I think I just won five bucks.
...
((FTFY.))((I wonder if piecewise will let me build a giant robot using salvaged ship parts?))I'd bedown for it.eagerly waiting for you to roll a 1 or a 6.
id play that too, although id probably try to build a heavily armored siege craft and go rob the other "gangs" by literally driving it through their base and scavenging the rubble.The idea that immediately came to mind can be summed up as this:(Honestly. This gives me an idea for another game. GODOoh spaceship "salvager" game. id so play that, especially if it involved salvaging occupied vessels.
DAMN IT IMAGINATION. WE ARE OVERBOOKED AS IT IS)
Players are people exiled to what amounts to a garbage dump world being used as a penal colony and their goal is to get off the planet. This would entail the basics of survival (getting food and water and shelter), exploring and scavenging for the parts of pieces needed, and dealing with the treats from the wildlife, the various groups that have established themselves on the planet (Warlords, religious fanatics attempting to build a new utopia, POW's who form Brotherhood of Steel like groups of militaristic isolationists, etc) and the ever present threat of their vastly technologically advanced jailers.
The image which came to mind was of a group of men and women, clothed in dirty orange coveralls and hodge podge armor made of scrap and semi-functional machinery, gathered around a console thats being powered by a dozen car batteries, doing a start up test on a rocket engine they found attached to an otherwise useless hulk.
sweet, im gonna go make a parts list... can i enlist the aid of those little robot crab repair drones if i find any?((I wonder if piecewise will let me build a giant robot using salvaged ship parts?))I'd be down for it.
((I can totally see Auron building a Gargant.))((i was hoping for something a bit more human shaped... then again its a nice simple backup if my plans go pear shaped and i cant find the right parts for full motion arms and legs.))
(img)http://Go check to see what Simus needs a hand with after checking why the VR isn't working with Steve, and what we can do to get it running again.(/img)((...I don't think you know what those tags to.))
((Image is right below bold, im always accidentally hitting it on my phone.))(img)http://Go check to see what Simus needs a hand with after checking why the VR isn't working with Steve, and what we can do to get it running again.(/img)((...I don't think you know what those tags to.))
((So it is. I always just type the tags, so I don't really notice...))((Ive actually taken to doing that because of how often my phone misclicks it.))
Steve, is distance from this area going to be an issue, or are we free to relocate anywhere on the planet?
((Pan, I said to everyone that if Auron doesn't need you, you're free to go.))
Aid with salvage as needed.We're basically waiting on mesk or someone else to fly the other shuttle.
((Eh, I mostly wanted drones so that Flint could do the following classic action/horror movie/video game tropes:
1) Moving through corridors when suddenly we come across someone. Before we can do anything, a drone suddenly comes through a vent, lands on his chest, kills the man with plenty of Gore and then disappears before anyone has a chance to see what happened, maybe dragging part of the body with it.
Appropriate quotes: "What the hell was that thing?!" "They're in the vents!" "They're coming through the walls!"
2) Suddenly, a lone ARM trooper is ambushed by a few UWM soldiers.
"Freeze! Stop right there!"
"Okay, I'm stopping."
"I'm going to take you to be interrogated and we're going to learn all your secrets."
"All on your own? I don't think you have enough men you misguided UWM soldier drone."
"What did you just say?"
"I SAID: UWM SOLDIERS, DRONE!"
Drones jump in and kill the soldiers.
"These drones need better mics."))
head for one of the smaller ships marked as salvage and begin dismantling it for parts.
Also grab any and all parts found lying around that look useful.
Ask the following.
"Hey Steve i know your busy trying to fix everything and all that so ill try to be quick, you're in complete control of all Haphaestus' systems right?
Could you maybe send a few repair droids to help me dismantle these ships?
Pretty please, with a giant robot on top?"
((So it is. I always just type the tags, so I don't really notice...))((Ive actually taken to doing that because of how often my phone misclicks it.))
((Anyways, If anyone else feels like helping me make a giant robot these are the parts i need and/or desire.))
Spoiler: Shopping list (click to show/hide)
Message everyone here and wait for responses.Quote from: Grate -> Salvage TeamDo you guys need any help?
Reposting:Message everyone here and wait for responses.Quote from: Grate -> Salvage TeamDo you guys need any help?
I could use some help gathering salvage, if you could get Steve to send you some repair drones and begin dismantling ships with me id really appreciate it.
Reposting:Message everyone here and wait for responses.Quote from: Grate -> Salvage TeamDo you guys need any help?Quote from: Auron to GrateI could use some help gathering salvage, if you could get Steve to send you some repair drones and begin dismantling ships with me id really appreciate it.
I'll do that if no one else has suggestions.
Sincerely,
Grate
Do ensure everything in there gets properly decontaminated before doing any more than tearing up the useless hulks. While it won't bother you and the rest of the rad-suited people, it'll bother everyone else if we let anything stay contaminated.
Also, make sure the salvage from those things goes to constructive usage, and nothing's pilfered. We want to try and get as many ships operational as we can, and we can't really do that if anyone makes off with usable salvage. Any scrap, even the stuff that's nothing but and couldn't be used for repairs, after we've done what we can with it is to be left in the yard for recycling into the factories, not taken for personal gain.
I would keep an eye on Auron, especially. He's already taken contaminated materials to the ship, and probably left them aboard the ship, in the form of that exosuit the survivor was wearing. Might want to send someone to get that, actually.
Reposting:((You could always come help with the anomaly exploration team. We could use a hand really.))Message everyone here and wait for responses.Quote from: Grate -> Salvage TeamDo you guys need any help?
((@ pariah: you're gonna need a strong frame to support that thing you wanna build it like that. And if you want feet instead of wheels, you'll need high-grade joints to move it. And it's probably not gonna be very mobile, so it'll have to be an artillery support unit. Or a spider tank, if it's decently armored.))((Thats why im grabbing the structural supports, im gonna weld them together to form a heavy duty chassis.
Do ensure everything in there gets properly decontaminated before doing any more than tearing up the useless hulks. While it won't bother you and the rest of the rad-suited people, it'll bother everyone else if we let anything stay contaminated.
Also, make sure the salvage from those things goes to constructive usage, and nothing's pilfered. We want to try and get as many ships operational as we can, and we can't really do that if anyone makes off with usable salvage. Any scrap, even the stuff that's nothing but and couldn't be used for repairs, after we've done what we can with it is to be left in the yard for recycling into the factories, not taken for personal gain.
I would keep an eye on Auron, especially. He's already taken contaminated materials to the ship, and probably left them aboard the ship, in the form of that exosuit the survivor was wearing. Might want to send someone to get that, actually.
Don't worry, I'll see that anything irradiated doesn't get out of the salvage yard. Decontaminating it on-site is going to be a little self-defeating, I think.
Preventing anyone from grabbing some pieces might be harder though. By the looks of it, Auron's already assembling some specific parts. Don't know what he's planning, but I guess he's not planning to melt them down, and we can always check what he took and see if we need to dock his pay for it.
((I think you mean things, not thongs.))((Yeah, that would have been weird.))
((Maybe once Grate realizes that Auron's just trying to get child labor to help with a crazy project.Reposting:((You could always come help with the anomaly exploration team. We could use a hand really.))Message everyone here and wait for responses.Quote from: Grate -> Salvage TeamDo you guys need any help?
((So this thread seems to have a whole bunch of ideas for what to build after our little cleanup missions. Can someone give me the short version of what the current plans are?))((Auron is planning to build a giant robot. Everyone else is planning to build a place to decontaminate the spaceship bits.))
((I think you mean things, not thongs.))((That would be hilarious.))
if no other pilot appears: pilot the other shuttle and have the repair bots repair my shuttle reactor.
Otherwise: have one repair bot work on the shuttle reactor and dismantle the next small ship with the rest.
try to find a scouting or recon vessel as those would provide the best chance of finding good sensor arrays and quantum entanglement communicators.Spoiler: Shopping list (click to show/hide)Spoiler: current salvage (click to show/hide)
You go and search through another ship for the stuff on anton's list.Reposting:Message everyone here and wait for responses.Quote from: Grate -> Salvage TeamDo you guys need any help?Quote from: Auron to GrateI could use some help gathering salvage, if you could get Steve to send you some repair drones and begin dismantling ships with me id really appreciate it.Quote from: Great -> AuronI'll do that if no one else has suggestions.
Sincerely,
Grate
Go to help Mr. Auron with gathering salvage.
Note to self: Remember to remove this action if something else comes up.
Simus, while still on the flyby, sees the beginning of the end for a ship that got pulled from the wreckage too damaged to keep.Well, the base itself and the entire area around it is within a large, shallow basin area, so there's a ring of low hills or mountains around a flat plain. The aurora stretches much longer side to side then forward to back, so the area beyond it is clear, as is the area back closer to the sword. The nearest laser battery is south of the admin building, a little ways up the surrounding mountains.Quote from: Simus>AntonDo ensure everything in there gets properly decontaminated before doing any more than tearing up the useless hulks. While it won't bother you and the rest of the rad-suited people, it'll bother everyone else if we let anything stay contaminated.
Also, make sure the salvage from those things goes to constructive usage, and nothing's pilfered. We want to try and get as many ships operational as we can, and we can't really do that if anyone makes off with usable salvage. Any scrap, even the stuff that's nothing but and couldn't be used for repairs, after we've done what we can with it is to be left in the yard for recycling into the factories, not taken for personal gain.
I would keep an eye on Auron, especially. He's already taken contaminated materials to the ship, and probably left them aboard the ship, in the form of that exosuit the survivor was wearing. Might want to send someone to get that, actually.
Steve, are there any other aboveground facilities you can take me to? I'd like to get an idea of where the exposed areas are, if there are any. And the aurora might be fine, but I'd like to hear from a team who's seen what's up with it first.
Keep flying, wherever Steve takes me to see.
((I'm assuming Simus would've been able to see who was going to and from the Sword, and who went in and out of the pit, having been buzzing all around the admin building at the time, which would provide good vision of such things.))
((Wow, I was really out of it last night... Gotta go to sleep earlier...))Welp. Power is still out, so no VR. As per flying...I just gave that to Auron. Though I suppose you could switch places with him, since he hasn't lifted off yet.
Go check to see what Simus needs a hand with after checking why the VR isn't working with Steve, and what we can do to get it running again. If she doesn't need a hand, then help fly the other shuttle.
Help whoever ends up being the other pilot (I think it's Auron right now) get familiar with the shuttle controls. Assuming that Mesk doesn't wake up and take the wheel.Eh, they'll just dynamic bonus it. SKYLAR AWAY!
Head out to the lift site, make sure not to get the lift cable caught on anything on the way
((Also, I appear to have missed a turn.))One of the skycranes arrives, so you busy yourself attaching hooks to good anchor points. But you're definitely gonna need two shuttles for this behemoth.
"Nice ship. Sturdy, heavy-duty construction. Probably used to push really big stuff around in orbit.
Heh, with a little modification..."
Anton's wristpad beeps.Quote from: Simus>AntonDo ensure everything in there gets properly decontaminated before doing any more than tearing up the useless hulks. While it won't bother you and the rest of the rad-suited people, it'll bother everyone else if we let anything stay contaminated.
Also, make sure the salvage from those things goes to constructive usage, and nothing's pilfered. We want to try and get as many ships operational as we can, and we can't really do that if anyone makes off with usable salvage. Any scrap, even the stuff that's nothing but and couldn't be used for repairs, after we've done what we can with it is to be left in the yard for recycling into the factories, not taken for personal gain.
I would keep an eye on Auron, especially. He's already taken contaminated materials to the ship, and probably left them aboard the ship, in the form of that exosuit the survivor was wearing. Might want to send someone to get that, actually.
He types up a reply.Quote from: Anton Chernozorov, text message to XO SimusDon't worry, I'll see that anything irradiated doesn't get out of the salvage yard. Decontaminating it on-site is going to be a little self-defeating, I think.
Preventing anyone from grabbing some pieces might be harder though. By the looks of it, Auron's already assembling some specific parts. Don't know what he's planning, but I guess he's not planning to melt them down, and we can always check what he took and see if we need to dock his pay for it.
Anton turns his attention to the salvagers.
"Keep in mind, all parts gathered here are to be brought to the salvage yard for storage and decontamination, first and foremost! And we have a lot of stuff to go through, so keep secondary tasks secondary. Remember, everything here is already technically ours. If you need something specific, you can always ask later. Focus on bringing scrap and salvage together, and getting it out into the salvage yard. We'll start sorting through what we have once we're done here."
If skycranes arrive, direct the airlifting of the tug into the salvage yard. If not, corral the salvage team and salvage drones into working on just the ships for now. Work first, fun and giant robots later.
Do that thing where I dutifully salvage things. If no salvage duty can be done due to missing skycranes, say fuck it, go to the aurora, tie a rock with a rope, throw it in the aurora and pull it back. Pull back the rock, not the aurora. If the aurora starts coming my way, run.For now, anton seems to have it handled, so you head off to the aurora and go fishing.
if no other pilot appears: pilot the other shuttle and have the repair bots repair my shuttle reactor.
Otherwise: have one repair bot work on the shuttle reactor and dismantle the next small ship with the rest.
try to find a scouting or recon vessel as those would provide the best chance of finding good sensor arrays and quantum entanglement communicators.
You're gonna need some parts to fix that reactor, though you might be able to find them in other ships.
But we ain't got no pilot so you're in there. Might want to coordinate with Kri on that. Since one of you trying to fly without the other might end poorly.
I assume you don't want to lift on yet, since you'll have to do rolls for this.Help whoever ends up being the other pilot (I think it's Auron right now) get familiar with the shuttle controls. Assuming that Mesk doesn't wake up and take the wheel.Eh, they'll just dynamic bonus it. SKYLAR AWAY!
Head out to the lift site, make sure not to get the lift cable caught on anything on the way
Right, where did we want this set down? Other side of the sword from here?"Yep. Sort of. There's an open plain next to the other ship cages on the other side of the Sword's dock. I haven't been there yet, so I think I'll fly along for the first go and get the location manually sorted out, so to speak. Mark out spots for other ships, et cetera. We'll really need some organization here, lest we end up with just another pile of ships and parts."
Bynamic Donus it is.if no other pilot appears: pilot the other shuttle and have the repair bots repair my shuttle reactor.
Otherwise: have one repair bot work on the shuttle reactor and dismantle the next small ship with the rest.
try to find a scouting or recon vessel as those would provide the best chance of finding good sensor arrays and quantum entanglement communicators.
You're gonna need some parts to fix that reactor, though you might be able to find them in other ships.
But we ain't got no pilot so you're in there. Might want to coordinate with Kri on that. Since one of you trying to fly without the other might end poorly.
I assume you don't want to lift on yet, since you'll have to do rolls for this.Help whoever ends up being the other pilot (I think it's Auron right now) get familiar with the shuttle controls. Assuming that Mesk doesn't wake up and take the wheel.Eh, they'll just dynamic bonus it. SKYLAR AWAY!
Head out to the lift site, make sure not to get the lift cable caught on anything on the way
(( XD
Welp, I tried to help, Unholy.))
Right, where did we want this set down? Other side of the sword from here?
Plot out lift procedure and course to the repair zone while waiting for the other skycrane. See if the ship will snag on anything when lifted and alert the ground team to it.
"Mister Auron, why are we looking for these parts?"You don't find anything on the list in the next ship, at least nothing that you don't already have checked off.
Continue helping salvage stuff.
The dimensions you mark out for the salvage yard are quite big; several hundred meters to a side. It should be large enough to spread things out nice and evenly.Right, where did we want this set down? Other side of the sword from here?"Yep. Sort of. There's an open plain next to the other ship cages on the other side of the Sword's dock. I haven't been there yet, so I think I'll fly along for the first go and get the location manually sorted out, so to speak. Mark out spots for other ships, et cetera. We'll really need some organization here, lest we end up with just another pile of ships and parts."
Since there's nothing better to do, take stock of the ships for salvage, and use the datapad to make a preliminary salvage yard layout using their dimensions. Wait for the second skycrane, attach it and fly along to set the ship down in the salvage yard if it arrives.
help Auron.I'm gonna assume you mean scavenge.
If he doesn't fly the thing, then do it myself. Otherwise, help with the scavenging.More scav'n eh?
Fly the shuttle over to the salvage pit, co-ordinate with kriellya.
Anyone need help?
Sincerely,
Grate
"Hey! Mr. Auron! Why are you flying away? ...He must not want to salvage anymore.""im helping pull ships out of that irradiated pit so that we can salvage them easier,
"Ha-hah! I am Mother Goose!"
Get the rest of my damage fixed in the infirmary. Then head for the ground floor!
Dynamix AUX bonus: +/-2
Before I need to do anything with the plates, take my arms out of the controls and remove my wristpad. Set it down somewhere accessible. Then, if Marcius cuts off the plate, replace it and hold it in place with one arm.
If Marcius doesn't cut off the plate, or I have time to mess around after I replace the plate, use my dynamic bonus to familiarize myself with the wristpad. I.E. learn what it's capable of, what's installed on it, and how easily I can hack it. This is mostly just in-character research, but I'm also hoping I can get a permanent bonus to messing with the wristpad.
Hastur in Fallout.Depends on exactly where on the map you are.
((Time to reactivate the reactor.))I wouldn't recommend it. Not only is is buried somewhere deep in the ship beyond locked doors, it's also leaking frankly massive amounts of radiation. I mean, the guy who is already down there fixing it is getting a near fatal dose as we speak and he's in a massive, heavily shielded exosuit.
Find the reactor and find out why it's offline
cut ze plate![2]
((Yes. That setting gets all of it. As long as it's grounded in reality, I don't really like the "magic" property of it. Sorta like ER. Fantasy elements don't interest me as much as sci-fi realism.))
Go outside. Look around. Is anyone visible?At this point...Probably no. Everyone is off in the debris field or underground or in the building. Though you might be able to see the skycranes lifting off if you watch.
"crap crap crap crap!"[aux:5]
leave radiation death zone post-haste
Anton climbs into Skylar's shuttle (that was, presumably, sitting on the ground rather than hovering in the meantime) after securing the cables, and prepares for the move, watching out of the open hatch as the ship rises.You climb into skylar's shuttle, making yourself another potential victim, should this go wrong. You show them your charts and where they're supposed to go and attempt to help them.
"Okay people, here we go! Watch the cables and easy on the throttle, don't lift off too quickly! Bishop, good to see you here. Grab a copy of the salvage chart and feel free to direct the work here while I'm setting up the salvage yard. Make sure nothing gets carried off!"
Climb into Skylar's shuttle. Send Bishop the salvage chart (and leave him in charge for now), make sure Auron and Skylar both have the correct location for the salvage yard, and observe the initial liftoff. Try to give helpful directions to the pilots from my vantage point.
(( I'm not sure I was, I'm under the impression that there isn't really a good place to land in that area. You can ride along in our salvage ship if you want, that should be fun :P ))
Alright, here's a plan I drew up while you flew over here. We're going to take it slow initially, just in case there are any snags we haven't seen under the ship. Once it's clear of the repair pit walls, we can speed things up on the way to the salvage yard. We'll start on your count, so just say when.
Send over the lift notes I took to Auron, then wait for his signal to begin the lift.
Anton's help gives you a dynamic bonus of 1."Hey! Mr. Auron! Why are you flying away? ...He must not want to salvage anymore.""im helping pull ships out of that irradiated pit so that we can salvage them easier,get back to work.i would appreciate your continued assistance in the meantime."[\color]
coordinate with everyone involved for great failure mitigation, airlift all the things.
"Hey! Mr. Auron! Why are you flying away? ...He must not want to salvage anymore."You join up with miyamoto.Quote from: Grate -> EveryoneAnyone need help?
Sincerely,
GrateIf nothing comes up, look for something broken and fix it.Go help Mr. Minimotor.
Unhook the ship. Then help salvage it.
((Superfluous actions from the R&R thread in the top of the post, PW!))You hop out of the skycranes as they lower themselves down relatively low and help with unhooking things.
"I guess I could have thought this through a little better. We'll need a little ground presence here to speed things up."
Anton contacts Flint.
"Flint, are you occupied at the moment? We need a ground crew at the salvage yard to unhook the skycranes, somebody strong and/or carrying power tools. If you can't come yourself, that's fine, but if you see any people in exosuits that don't have much to do, direct them over to these coordinates. The cargo is irradiated, so no regular workers. I'd put Auron on the job, but he's piloting one of the skycranes, and Bishop is too good a technician to have him loiter here."
He addresses Skylar and Auron.
"Okay, I think you'll have to set them down for a moment, so I can try and get the hooks free. Hopefully we'll actually get a little ground crew for this. If you want to help me, that'd be great, except don't come out if you're unsure if your suits can handle the radiation.
Actually, we might want a ground crew with decontamination gear as well."
Wait for Skylar to land, and unhook the skycranes.
"Steve, do we have some way to decontaminate these? Something like a huge cistern truck and some neutralizing chemicals, perhaps?"
Get Mr. Minimotor's attention.Well, you're with him. And that buried water heater he hit with a rock that is now screaming at him is probably distracting him...so you just message him instead. My oh my that is getting quite annoyingly loud.
"Mr. Miyamotor--"
Miyamoto.
"--Miyamoto, what do you want me to do?"
If I don't know where he is or can't get his attention--or if he looks busy--message him the same instead.
Got it, chief. Want to head back to the pit as soon as we get unhooked and get the next ship?Landed.
Land next to the ship and wait for Anton to unhook us.
Head over to the skycranes and start salvaging the ship/assessing the damage to the thing to determine the viability of it being repaired and flyable again.See below.
((6 ships. Sorry, Unholy, but we really want to have mobile firepower and transports instead of a DIY kludgebot.))+1
((6 ships. Sorry, Unholy, but we really want to have mobile firepower and transports instead of a DIY kludgebot.))I think 90% of what i needed has been salvaged anyway, i could probably fabricate the joints i need from scrap metal and construct the thing, id just need to roll well.
((I'm all for a DIY warstomper project on the side, but the ships should really take priority. We get the ships out and ready first, then if we have enough resources and time we can put together a gantry for the 'bot, and Auron can work on it. Sound fair?))((6 ships. Sorry, Unholy, but we really want to have mobile firepower and transports instead of a DIY kludgebot.))I think 90% of what i needed has been salvaged anyway, i could probably fabricate the joints i need from scrap metal and construct the thing, id just need to roll well.
As for repairing the shuttle reactor... i may have to just delegate that to the surviving workers but in my mind 6 ships and a giant kludgebot is doable.))
((6 ships. Sorry, Unholy, but we really want to have mobile firepower and transports instead of a DIY kludgebot.))I think 90% of what i needed has been salvaged anyway, i could probably fabricate the joints i need from scrap metal and construct the thing, id just need to roll well.
As for repairing the shuttle reactor... i may have to just delegate that to the surviving workers but in my mind 6 ships and a giant kludgebot is doable.))
((The shit that i have collected with my helpers so far, except maybe the reactor, couldnt even be used to fix a single ship let alone 3, im pretty sure piecewise means the wreckage we are going pull up from the pit.((6 ships. Sorry, Unholy, but we really want to have mobile firepower and transports instead of a DIY kludgebot.))I think 90% of what i needed has been salvaged anyway, i could probably fabricate the joints i need from scrap metal and construct the thing, id just need to roll well.
As for repairing the shuttle reactor... i may have to just delegate that to the surviving workers but in my mind 6 ships and a giant kludgebot is doable.))
((That's not your stuff, what has been salvaged. That's stuff that would be going toward the 6 ships.
Which we're doing. Sorry, but kludge vs. having another 6 intact ships is a fairly clear fight, with 6 ships winning handily.))
((The shit that i have collected with my helpers so far, except maybe the reactor, couldnt even be used to fix a single ship let alone 3, im pretty sure piecewise means the wreckage we are going pull up from the pit.((6 ships. Sorry, Unholy, but we really want to have mobile firepower and transports instead of a DIY kludgebot.))I think 90% of what i needed has been salvaged anyway, i could probably fabricate the joints i need from scrap metal and construct the thing, id just need to roll well.
As for repairing the shuttle reactor... i may have to just delegate that to the surviving workers but in my mind 6 ships and a giant kludgebot is doable.))
((That's not your stuff, what has been salvaged. That's stuff that would be going toward the 6 ships.
Which we're doing. Sorry, but kludge vs. having another 6 intact ships is a fairly clear fight, with 6 ships winning handily.))
You guys build your 6 ships, im gonna take my shit over to the nuclear slag pit and make the structural supports i need instead of salvaging them, then we will have 6 ships and a giant robot.))
((I wasnt salvaging under orders, i asked piecewise if i could make a robot and he said yes so i started pulling wrecjs apart.
Everyone or at least the majority of the other salvagers were "helping Auron" not salvaging under orders.
Piecewise may or may not of included it, but im betting the 3 ship cost is just because i would need a shitload of supports and hull plating which i can make from the pooled metal in the pit instead.))
Flint, and Auron, you're on primary salvage duty. I'll try to get you some help, and some heavy lifting, but for now your task is simple. Take my salvage chart, and prepare everything for being taken out. Ships marked for salvage are to be freed of debris and hauled out into an open area of the level, if you can, without further damage. Ships marked for parts are to be cut loose via any available means, tear them to pieces if need be, and I would prefer to see at least most of those pieces in the salvage yard first. We'll sort out the usable and valuable pieces once we're done decontaminating everything. If only for the safety of the unshielded people you might be walking past, hold off on the looting till then.
((I think we can do a lot more with 6 ships than with 1 kludgebot. Sorry dude.((Or, really, anyone's permission? You just made a list and started assembling parts. None of the characters, Steve included, have the slightest idea what you're planning. Anton, for instance, would be all for making a robot out of free scrap and salvage, after the current task is done, because one thing at a time. And he'd have a few words to tell you about building a robot out of shuttle parts, that can't transform into a shuttle. ^_^))
And when you asked piecewise if you could build a robot and he said yes, I think he was saying that it's possible for your character to build a robot and not that Steve gave you permission to make one. Did you, in character, ask Steve for permission to make a robot from the ships?))
((Having aircraft that can transform into an assault mech would be pretty cool to have. Inefficient and needlessly difficult to design and make, but cool nonetheless.))((The way I see it, a combat shuttle is a great thing, but it has that huge drawback in that it's only really useful as long as it's flying, and it's relatively easy to render unflyable. So a shuttle that lands, then sprouts legs and arms and proceeds to wreck all kinds of havoc is an even better thing.
(( I also vote 6 ships. Sorry, but when a large component of the coming battle is going to be in space, more ships is better. Though it would probably be more *interesting* to go for the robot, just because it will be amusing :P And somehow I imagine we could produce enough ships in a year to make it a moot point. Maybe not though? I'm not sure it's possible to grasp the output capacity of an entire planet that has been turned into a production facility.))((Personally, I think that if they get ground forces on the planet and have a majority of power in orbit, then they've already won and ground forces don't really matter anymore. I'm sure we can produce a lot of ships once we have the whole planet going, but right now, we don't have it up to our standards so having more immediate ships available is a good thing incase of an early attack.))
Help out Anton
(( I also vote 6 ships. Sorry, but when a large component of the coming battle is going to be in space, more ships is better. Though it would probably be more *interesting* to go for the robot, just because it will be amusing :P And somehow I imagine we could produce enough ships in a year to make it a moot point. Maybe not though? I'm not sure it's possible to grasp the output capacity of an entire planet that has been turned into a production facility.))((Personally, I think that if they get ground forces on the planet and have a majority of power in orbit, then they've already won and ground forces don't really matter anymore. I'm sure we can produce a lot of ships once we have the whole planet going, but right now, we don't have it up to our standards so having more immediate ships available is a good thing in case of an early attack.))
Help out Anton
Give video and data from the aurora exploration to Steve and inform him and Simus that it's ok and that it would be useful for hiding things.
((Personally, I think that if they get ground forces on the planet and have a majority of power in orbit, then they've already won and ground forces don't really matter anymore. I'm sure we can produce a lot of ships once we have the whole planet going, but right now, we don't have it up to our standards so having more immediate ships available is a good thing in case of an early attack.))((Read Miya's questions for Steve in the combat thread andhis conversation with Simus, it'll clear at lot of things out. Short story is the UWM still doesn't know we're in full rebellion mode, they'll think this is just a worker uprising. So they'll try to take their manufacturing planet as intact as possible. We'll use automated defenses to thin their ranks as much as possible, but once they get to this area we'll have to fight them in with good ol' conventional warfare.))
The Tug seems like a good choice for an assault ship, it would have powerful engines and enough mass capacity to really armor up the forward plate. Besides that we are really going to need a pair of fast troop transports for planetside action, a pair of more standard combat shuttles, and I really think we'll need at least one true "interceptor", a Glass Cannon/Fragile Speedster, all engines and a huge gun to respond to critical threats. Should probably make ship choices with that in mind.
Don't worry about protecting the entire planet, we'll consider that later. The assault thats coming is basically gonna be them attempting to retake this base and execute all of you. Since it's just you they have to worry about, they're not gonna worry to much about taking the other parts of planet. They're gonna focus all their efforts on this area, since holding the admin base means potential control of the entire planet anyways.
So; I’d like everyone to post what team you’d prefer and if you wanna go play space pirate (aka boarding team or not). Even if you’d prefer to sit in the Sword and not participate, I’d like to know.
Can’t promise everybody will get to be on their preferred team, but I’ll do my best.
I asked piecewise if i could build a robot, he said yes. That equates to "Steve will let me" which is permission.((Not true. piecewise speaks with many voices, and "can" usually refers to physical ability. Especially since you didn't ask something like, "Would Steve be fine with me building a robot from the spaceships we're supposed to be salvaging?"))
((I think we can do a lot more with((FTFY.61 shipsthan with16 kludgebots. Sorry dude.
((Or, really, anyone's permission? You just made a list and started assembling parts. None of the characters, Steve included, have the slightest idea what you're planning.))((I'm not even sure if Grate knew what Auron was doing when he was helping.
(( I also vote 6 ships. Sorry, but when a large component of the coming battle is going to be in space, more ships is better. Though it would probably be more *interesting* to go for the robot, just because it will be amusing :P And somehow I imagine we could produce enough ships in a year to make it a moot point. Maybe not though? I'm not sure it's possible to grasp the output capacity of an entire planet that has been turned into a production facility.))((Personally, I think that if they get ground forces on the planet and have a majority of power in orbit, then they've already won and ground forces don't really matter anymore. I'm sure we can produce a lot of ships once we have the whole planet going, but right now, we don't have it up to our standards so having more immediate ships available is a good thing in case of an early attack.))
Help out Anton
((Thing is, orbital power won't do much for them, they can't use their ships for ortillery (that's orbital artillery, ground bombardment) purposes, or even come too near to the planet, since we have control over the antiorbital/lander/giant guass slug laser batteries. And part of the idea is to let them land where we want them to land, where our laser batteries don't cover. Did I mention the minefields? Or the artillery already set to fire on those areas once the mines are done? Or the robots (actual proper robots, not kludgebots, depending on what PW says we got out of the robodome data) and/or cybernetic sods we're going to have on our side, for when the artillery tubes run out of nukes?))Give video and data from the aurora exploration to Steve and inform him and Simus that it's ok and that it would be useful for hiding things.
Thanks, Flint. Steve, let's go see how much space we've got to work with.
Have Steve fly the shuttle to the outer edge of the aurora, disembark and look inside.
if currently gathered salvage is not needed to repair the 6 new ships:
head over to where all the molten metal pooled after the nuke went off an have the repair bots begin cutting chunks out and shaping them into mechanical shoulder and hip joints, structural supports and hull plating.
If currently gathered salvage is needed:
dejectedly allow it to be taken then crack the shits and kidnap a repair bot whilst heading back to the sword. Among other things.
((Why not all?))
((We're stealing ships now?))((Grand Theft Auto: Haphaestus))
((We're stealing ships now?))
And why would we want a relic? It belongs in a museum! (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-abUtRbUS_U)((At first glance I thought that was more IC chat.
((We're stealing ships now?))((They came with the planet.))
((Why not all?))
(( Because we're salvaging the other 4 to repair the 6. Or at least, that's what I would assume. ))((...So if we don't fix the museum piece/potential museum, we'll be scrapping it?))
(( Parts of it, at least. If it really, truly is a museum piece, I'd bet the really interesting bits of it are just too old or esoteric to use. (Anyone need about 300 ancient suspension pods?) Also, a museum doesn't need functioning engines, just a mostly intact hull and deck structure, and for this salvage job I think we're more interested in the mechanical and electrical components than the hull.(( Because we're salvaging the other 4 to repair the 6. Or at least, that's what I would assume. ))((...So if we don't fix the museum piece/potential museum, we'll be scrapping it?))
Anton, once you're done pulling ships up and repairing them, I want you to see if there's anything you can salvage out of the mostly ruined admin building. Don't bring the place down on yourself, but if you can poke through and find anything that's possibly useful intact or reparable, it would help accelerate our setting up operations. Leave the scrap, though, and anything that would require major repairs. We'll get all that when we bring the place down after we fight back the UWM."Will do, XO. I think Auron's gotten that transmission too, because off he goes... I didn't know industrial exosuits could run that fast. Huh.
Also, Radio, while I wouldn't mind being part of the order of battle and all that (I believe I would certainly be useful if I were), I believe Simus' place will be in HQ, directing the manufactory. After all, who says we can't be producing while they're trying to take us? We need not halt production just because of a war!
So, put me down for HQ defense.))
It will be left with the Mobile Response team so that if we are attacked from an unexpected direction, they can be on top of it immediately.If possible, I'd like Reserve team to be mobile on their own. Easier if they need to get out in a hurry, and lessens logistics of getting a ship to them in time and assigning a pilot. That team shouldn't be too big anyways, and we can use the shuttles to ferry 'round assault team. We can use team fund to graft a jetpack to the reserve people who don't have one themselves.))
((I want number 9. And I don't know why.))
follow Auron.
TO THE COMMAND CENTER! SCAVENGE ALL THE THINGS!Lets save time and roll to see how you do!
Attempt to scavenge enough parts from broken machinery to repair one of tge fabricators with my repair bots.
If successful: have repair bots cut blocks out of the pooled metal from the nuke and carry it in to be converted into robot parts.
If unsuccessful: scavenge all tge parts and begin constructing the robot, will post details later.
((I vote ships 1, 5, 6, 7, 8, and 10.))
Simus steps outside the zone to transmit some messages.
Steve, I need a few things to see if this really is a proper place for a headquarters. If temporary, depends on if we find any long-term effects. Just some land-line cable, a camera, and a monitor I can use with it.
If she gets both, she hooks up the camera to the land line and places it on the ground inside, stands on the outside with the monitor end of the cable, and fires her laser at the aurora, aiming at the ground inside where the camera could see it. If the camera's video gets through and we don't see the laser:
All right, it's good, at least for now. No resistance to kinetics, of course, but we shouldn't have to worry too much about bombardment, and hopefully we can keep them out of this crater, at the least. And that's if they figure out it's where our headquarters is.
Anton, once you're done pulling ships up and repairing them, I want you to see if there's anything you can salvage out of the mostly ruined admin building. Don't bring the place down on yourself, but if you can poke through and find anything that's possibly useful intact or reparable, it would help accelerate our setting up operations. Leave the scrap, though, and anything that would require major repairs. We'll get all that when we bring the place down after we fight back the UWM.
((I vote 1, 5, 6, 7, 8, and 10. Not sure what 8 is, but couriers should be able to be manufactured quickly, so we don't really need them. And why would we want a relic? It belongs in a museum! (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-abUtRbUS_U)((Why not all?))
Not enough salvage. We might be able to build replacement parts, but at that point, it's easier to recycle the ship (except the museum piece) and just make a new one that works right off the assembly line.
Also, Radio, while I wouldn't mind being part of the order of battle and all that (I believe I would certainly be useful if I were), I believe Simus' place will be in HQ, directing the manufactory. After all, who says we can't be producing while they're trying to take us? We need not halt production just because of a war!
So, put me down for HQ defense.))
((I'm going to need a clarification on whether everything else will be dismantled to repair the six chosen ships, because I'd like to thoroughly examine the habitation pod when we have time. It wouldn't be sitting there if somebody wasn't using it for something, and if wasn't anything obvious, a mere look-see won't reveal it.
That said, the six ships I'd choose would be:
The Tug. Obvious choice is obvious, if anything will make a good assault ship it'd be that, though obviously not before some upgrades. It'll work on both ship assault and main defense portions of the upcoming event.
The Blackship-too. This one's going to stay here on Hephaestus in case Simus and the tech crew need to go on a mission of their own after the Sword leaves. In the meantime, it'll stay in reserve as a last-resort attack ship.
A Courier: Say what you will about how they can be useless, craft not designed to leave atmosphere tend to perform much better in atmosphere than true "aerospace" shuttles, especially in regards to speed. It will be left with the Mobile Response team so that if we are attacked from an unexpected direction, they can be on top of it immediately.
The unknown ship - I'd rather examine it more thoroughly before repairs, but if we have to make a choice now, we'll still need shuttles anyway, so...
The Transport - never hurts to have large cargo haulers, especially if we'll be planning massed equipment transport off-planet.
And one of the interplanetary hauler workhorses, because if anything the unknown ship should function in this role as well, so we don't really need another.
So, #1, #3, #5, #7, #8, #10.
Now, shall we give them names? :)
Also, another silly scribble.))Spoiler: Assault tug (click to show/hide)Anton, once you're done pulling ships up and repairing them, I want you to see if there's anything you can salvage out of the mostly ruined admin building. Don't bring the place down on yourself, but if you can poke through and find anything that's possibly useful intact or reparable, it would help accelerate our setting up operations. Leave the scrap, though, and anything that would require major repairs. We'll get all that when we bring the place down after we fight back the UWM."Will do, XO. I think Auron's gotten that transmission too, because off he goes... I didn't know industrial exosuits could run that fast. Huh.
Anyway, this here will take a while, and we're really going to need more, and larger hands here. Some ships are going to need upgrades on top of extensive repairs, to say nothing of repainting. Can't have those UWM logos everywhere."
"Steve, can you lend us some construction equipment? And some basic exosuits for heavy lifting? Because we seem to have a bunch of people here, but not many who are actually capable of moving this scrap around. Some qualified repair personnel would also do some good, especially since I assume we need this done before the heat death of the universe."
Converse with Steve. Examine the modified ship and the habitation pod. Commence repairs. Leave the habitation pod alone unless we literally have nothing else to take parts from.
((I think the consensus is the same things that I chose. Or the votes are split between "two haulers" and "a hauler and a courier", with mine being the tiebreaker for the latter. Can we have some more opinions here?))
((Why not all?))
(( Because we're salvaging the other 4 to repair the 6. Or at least, that's what I would assume.
Definitely 1 and 10. 8 might be interesting, 7 also sounds good. After that, maybe a courier and a hauler? They're definitely the least interesting ones, but I don't think either is more useful than the other, unless we can use them deceptively, in which case the haulers would edge out the couriers.
And I agree with Tavik that I want to repair the lifeship just cause XD ))
So, 1, 2,5,7,8,10 for me
Help with repairs! Specifically, if approved for repair, get on board the modified ship (#8) and try and figure out how it's been changed and to what end.
Commence repairs on the agreed upon ships. Ask Steve what else is there for me to do.
What else is in this solar system? Asteroid belts, moons, gas giants, large/important planetoids? What's their importance to our economy and defense?There are 4 other planets in the system. 2 closer to the sun, both very hot, and a gas giant out past Hephaestus.
Does this planet have a moon or anything else in its orbit? Could we hide an array of sensors in the moon or if no moon exists, hide the sensors in orbital debris?
To all technically minded personell,
I am currently building a "Giant Robot"tm over by the ruined command centre and i would like to kindly ask for your assistance, any contributions to its construction would be greatly appreciated.
Sincerely, Auron.
Everyone, I think it's time to have some fun with our new ships, namely coming up with suitable weapons to mount on them. Feel free to make suggestions!
((@Pyrodesu: i would appreciate you keeping your personal prejudices against giant robots out of this.((The 3 ships in question are mostly intact, which is the entire reason we're repairing them in the first place. So all it really says is that your robot is large enough to draw away enough parts and manpower that we'd be unable to fully repair all six ships.))
Im not building this for me personally, im building it because its awesome, useful and piecewise is letting me.
@Zako: i have no idea, piecewise all but stated it would need the combined structural supports of 3 ships so im gonna say.. pretty god damn huge.))
To all technically minded personell,
I am currently building a "Giant Robot"tm over by the ruined command centre and i would like to kindly ask for your assistance, any contributions to its construction would be greatly appreciated.
Sincerely, Auron.
Everyone, I think it's time to have some fun with our new ships, namely coming up with suitable weapons to mount on them. Feel free to make suggestions!
(( Oh, and on the giant robot debate... bi-pedal robots really are quite terrible. Or, indeed, a robot with legs of any kind. They have one advantage over a tread vehicle: better maneuverability over extreme terrain. To accomplish this (unless they're driven by magic, instead of normal physics) they are less armored, slower over any other terrain, and generally more awkward to use in every way. There's not much reason to build a mech instead of a tank, unless you have to go somewhere a treaded vehicle can't take you. ))Or unless you have to fight in conditions that would make a treaded, or any other vehicle a sitting duck. The tank's response to incoming fire is binary - it'll take the shot, and either explode or not. Even if it moves it's always a good, easy to hit target. It can't take cover without preparation, it can't maneuver fast enough to evade fire, it can't quickly and dramatically change its profile. A mech, an actual infantry-like machine, can do all those things. Crouch or go prone, use scenery as cover or concealment, make scenery into cover or concealment, spot and evade incoming projectiles (a mile of distance gives you three seconds to spot and respond to a mach 1 projectile). This is on top of being able to use a variety of weapons and tools, and cross not only difficult but outright impossible terrain such as buildings.
-snip-((We're trying to consider uses past just "Battle Time!"
((Because i wanted a jaegar :P))((Dot iz a gud goal, sveethot!))
Grate looks at the message, then ignores it. It's stupid, but the people in charge can take care of it.Quote from: Auron to all HMRC/ARM perssonellTo all technically minded personell,
I am currently building a "Giant Robot"tm over by the ruined command centre and i would like to kindly ask for your assistance, any contributions to its construction would be greatly appreciated.
Sincerely, Auron.
Bipedal mechs really make more sense than you'd think, especially once you get past the clunky servomotors. With a proper powersource, a mech has as much agility and speed as a proportional human, and just like a human it can wield variable weaponry and adapt to circumstances better than a box on wheels can. It doesn't win over a tank in plowing forward and shooting everything in its path of course, but you can say the same of a human-sized drone, with the same difference in tactical flexibility.((The problem is, bipeds above a certain size are inherently unstable, because...damn it, I can't remember all the stuff, but it's basically torque making them fall over if they lean much off their center of balance. It isn't a huge issue for human-sized humanoids like humans, because "much" is plenty for their everyday activities, but for giant robots...giving them at least four legs would be better. Minimal, if any, loss of agility, but big gains in stability if you don't try to gallop.))
BUILD ROBUTT!You're a little premature there, he says, waggling his cigar suggestively.
All dynamic bonuses granted by teammates will be greatly appreciated.Spoiler: a few key details (click to show/hide)
Help Auron with his kludgebot jaeger. Try to sneak some extra legs on there.Probably a good idea. Non-organic robots are very hard to balance, among other things.
Closer examination of #8 and #10!
For #8, does it seem like enough progress has been made on the engines to give it more orbital maneuverability, and does the plating look better, as compared to our shuttles or the standard hauler.
For #10, what are it's capabilities as compared to the blackship?
(( Oh, and on the giant robot debate... bi-pedal robots really are quite terrible. Or, indeed, a robot with legs of any kind. They have one advantage over a tread vehicle: better maneuverability over extreme terrain. To accomplish this (unless they're driven by magic, instead of normal physics) they are less armored, slower over any other terrain, and generally more awkward to use in every way. There's not much reason to build a mech instead of a tank, unless you have to go somewhere a treaded vehicle can't take you. ))
Anton's wristpad beeps.Well...power should be restored...Lets say by next turn. So then.Quote from: Auron to all HMRC/ARM perssonellTo all technically minded personell,
I am currently building a "Giant Robot"tm over by the ruined command centre and i would like to kindly ask for your assistance, any contributions to its construction would be greatly appreciated.
Sincerely, Auron.
He stares at the message for a few seconds.
"...лядь. All I need right now."
Anton briefly considers leaving the man be and letting Simus take care of him. But, he reasons, since part of his task here was to keep these things in order... "...guess I'm going to have to rein that project in myself."
He turns on the radio on a standard public frequency, addressing Auron but letting anyone listen in.
"Let me put it on record, Auron, that the salvage team you have volunteered to be a part of was tasked with recovering salvageable material, not putting it to use in new and interesting ways, without coordination with the other groups or consulting our command. I don't know what the heck you're trying to build over there, but let me remind you that all salvaged material is to be brought to the salvage yard first. And until such a time that you've discussed the parameters of your construction project with the rest of us, not to mention that small thing called "asking permission", you are prohibited from taking any of the salvaged material for personal use.
When I said this stuff was ours, I meant it was ours, us being the ARM. Not any given one of us.
That being said, as long as you don't go off to build that "giant robot" of yours on your own, you can expect some help in its construction. From me, for instance. You're not the only one who likes large combat machines.
If you do go off, however, expect the estimated cost of the materials you used up to be docked from your pay. And the pay of anyone who helps you. And you really better hope XO Simus doesn't get wind of what you're doing."
Anton closes the channel.
"There. If that doesn't deter him, well, I did give him a warning...
Now, back to our sheep, so to speak."Quote from: Bishop to EveryoneEveryone, I think it's time to have some fun with our new ships, namely coming up with suitable weapons to mount on them. Feel free to make suggestions!
"We really have to actually decide on roles, and see what we really have to work with in regards to weapons. It's pretty obvious the Courier can't carry much besides its passengers, for instance. Maybe a large laser as a main weapon, some small turrets for clearing up a landing area, and a pair of sub-nuclear missiles to take out large groups of targets?
The Tug can carry a lot, so a cluster of four large assault cannons of some kind could work, mounted to fire forward. We should probably add extra armor to that forward plate, and perhaps some point defenses in the back - if it'll work as I think it will, we'll be literally ramming through opposition with it.
I don't think we should arm the two standard shuttles. Well, the one standard and one modified. They won't be actual dropships, like the Courier, they're way too slow. Maybe stick with the standard shuttle weaponry.
The freighter... you know, I had this neat idea of loading it full of cargo pods converted to carry guided missiles. Like some kind of multi-missile massacre. Screw point defense, we got eight thousand missiles heading your way! Heh. It'd really work best in space though. I'm not sure this thing can even maneuver in atmosphere.
And the dragster here, well... I think we need to find the biggest cannon its frame can support, then strip or manufacture some extra engines like the Couriers' there, and make it so it retains its mobility even with that cannon. Depending on how this invasion will go for us, we might see a need for a ship that can not only make it to the other side of the planet in an hour, but can also take out whatever required such rapid reaction in as few shots as possible. A true interceptor, if you will, kept way in reserve until we really, really need it."
Converse with various people. Idly wonder when the heck will VR be operational so that different weapons configurations for these ships can be tested.
((edit:(( Oh, and on the giant robot debate... bi-pedal robots really are quite terrible. Or, indeed, a robot with legs of any kind. They have one advantage over a tread vehicle: better maneuverability over extreme terrain. To accomplish this (unless they're driven by magic, instead of normal physics) they are less armored, slower over any other terrain, and generally more awkward to use in every way. There's not much reason to build a mech instead of a tank, unless you have to go somewhere a treaded vehicle can't take you. ))Or unless you have to fight in conditions that would make a treaded, or any other vehicle a sitting duck. The tank's response to incoming fire is binary - it'll take the shot, and either explode or not. Even if it moves it's always a good, easy to hit target. It can't take cover without preparation, it can't maneuver fast enough to evade fire, it can't quickly and dramatically change its profile. A mech, an actual infantry-like machine, can do all those things. Crouch or go prone, use scenery as cover or concealment, make scenery into cover or concealment, spot and evade incoming projectiles (a mile of distance gives you three seconds to spot and respond to a mach 1 projectile). This is on top of being able to use a variety of weapons and tools, and cross not only difficult but outright impossible terrain such as buildings.
I mean, really. Take a tank and scale it down so that it's the same in relative size as it would be to an infantry 'mech, and have it battle a regular infantryman. Just through being able to move and maneuver as a person, to say nothing of an increase in response time with the same person being the pilot and the gunner (with at most one other handling the radar and communications), an infantryman can outfight, even if not outgun, that little tank. Something as simple as a grenade can defeat a tank because it can't react. A 'mech's pilot will, ideally, have a much better awareness of his surroundings, if only because he would be fighting in an approximation (and extension) of his own body.))
Help build Auron's mech as carefully as possible.Sure, soon as we can
"How are a you going to arm this?"
((I agree with Tavik. It could use some arms though. For close range combat, environment manipulation, carrying heavy objects.
Ideally, we should have a 6 legged vehicle that is capable of locomoting on 3 or 4 legs. Somewhat humanoid torso and arms, massive gun turret where the head would be.))
By the way, the parts Auron is using now come from a different place so it doesn't effect your 6 ship limit. Though it might effect your "Where the fuck are all our workers? Oh, they're helping build a walking tank. Cool." limit.
((I'll note that like legs, arms don't scale up that well either, Radio. Especially not if you want them long enough to grab things without toppling the whole thing, or at least severely unbalancing it. And high-grade materials won't save him from the issues with armor and weight.))
((I'll note that like legs, arms don't scale up that well either, Radio. Especially not if you want them long enough to grab things without toppling the whole thing, or at least severely unbalancing it. And high-grade materials won't save him from the issues with armor and weight.))
((What kind of size are we talking here? I think we aren't talking bout the same thing really. And high-grades material can indeed make you a decent working mech in this setting. Proof: the Battlesuit. The mechatank was just as an example for general look, not size. Those things are way too big to ever work like they're portrayed.))
((I'll note that like legs, arms don't scale up that well either, Radio. Especially not if you want them long enough to grab things without toppling the whole thing, or at least severely unbalancing it. And high-grade materials won't save him from the issues with armor and weight.))
((What kind of size are we talking here? I think we aren't talking bout the same thing really. And high-grades material can indeed make you a decent working mech in this setting. Proof: the Battlesuit. The mechatank was just as an example for general look, not size. Those things are way too big to ever work like they're portrayed.))
((Like I said up a ways, I don't consider the battlesuit to be a mech (my definition of mech: a robot that is controlled from a cockpit-like enclosure and has a humanoid or otherwise legged form). I consider it powered armor (the user's limbs extend at least somewhat into the suit's limbs). As for size of the kludgebot Unholy is attempting to build, consider that he's attempting to use a reactor that would've been on a ship to power it.))
((There's a trope for that.)) (http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/MiniMecha)((Like I said up a ways, I don't consider the battlesuit to be a mech (my definition of mech: a robot that is controlled from a cockpit-like enclosure and has a humanoid or otherwise legged form). I consider it powered armor (the user's limbs extend at least somewhat into the suit's limbs).((I'll note that like legs, arms don't scale up that well either, Radio. Especially not if you want them long enough to grab things without toppling the whole thing, or at least severely unbalancing it. And high-grade materials won't save him from the issues with armor and weight.))((What kind of size are we talking here? I think we aren't talking bout the same thing really. And high-grades material can indeed make you a decent working mech in this setting. Proof: the Battlesuit. The mechatank was just as an example for general look, not size. Those things are way too big to ever work like they're portrayed.))
((Pretty much. It was fairly conclusively proven during the planetoid mission that the Battlesuit does not have its pilot's limbs extending into the machine's limbs to any significant extent. For one, it'd leave no space for a pilot to fumble around with controls on the inside. The largest powered armor we've seen so far is the mining exosuit. The battlesuits are Mini Mecha.((There's a trope for that.))((Like I said up a ways, I don't consider the battlesuit to be a mech (my definition of mech: a robot that is controlled from a cockpit-like enclosure and has a humanoid or otherwise legged form). I consider it powered armor (the user's limbs extend at least somewhat into the suit's limbs).((I'll note that like legs, arms don't scale up that well either, Radio. Especially not if you want them long enough to grab things without toppling the whole thing, or at least severely unbalancing it. And high-grade materials won't save him from the issues with armor and weight.))((What kind of size are we talking here? I think we aren't talking bout the same thing really. And high-grades material can indeed make you a decent working mech in this setting. Proof: the Battlesuit. The mechatank was just as an example for general look, not size. Those things are way too big to ever work like they're portrayed.))
(http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/MiniMecha)
Well people seem to be pretty against arms and bipeds so lets go with something similar to a six legged variety of taviks picture at roughly the same size as an M1 Abrams main battle tank. Except change the whole noticeably multipart body thing for a big angular single part chassis shaped kind of like a long, wide beetle and designed to deflect gauss rounds like the avatar plate.BUILD ROBUTT!You're a little premature there, he says, waggling his cigar suggestively.
All dynamic bonuses granted by teammates will be greatly appreciated.Spoiler: a few key details (click to show/hide)
Lets start with the basics.
How big is this thing gonna be? Height wise, weight wise, etc.
How are the limbs moving? Servos? Hydraulics?
How many legs you want? How many joints on the legs, configurations.
Lets get the basic stuff going first. I gotta know how to break it.
Also, you're going in that robot. Consider it the tax for letting you have a giant robot which you control with Aux. It's more fun that way.
((Well, I'm imagining that they'd be facing good-sized armies of sods probably supported by amp specialists, urban executors, or the like, so I don't think three are going to do much.))(( http://www.collectedcurios.com/sequentialart.php?s=701 :P
Just where you want the building and any specifics of how you want it set up.By the way, the parts Auron is using now come from a different place so it doesn't effect your 6 ship limit. Though it might effect your "Where the fuck are all our workers? Oh, they're helping build a walking tank. Cool." limit.
((I'm going to note here, Unholy, that despite PW saying that you're still taking salvage in violation of orders. That was PW talking out of character, not giving you either explicit or implicit permission in character.
Also, limbs don't scale up as well as you people seem to think they do (square/cube law, if you double a critter's height while keeping it the same shape, you end up with four times the muscle power moving eight times the mass, so instead of having the same relative agility as the original, the double-sized creature actually has only half. The same goes for most machinery, except worse since mechanical 'muscle' is terribly inefficient). Mechs actually have inferior ability to traverse unstable or uneven terrain, due to the massively increased ground pressure and a terrible balance due to the increased height of the center of mass (the latter affecting bipedal mechs more, but the former still applying to anything with legs (tanks can cross ground a human (or any quadruped) alone would sink into), especially at that size). They're slow, and mostly regulated to hard, somewhat regular ground for mobility, lest they either get stuck or fall over. They're also much bigger targets, and insanely difficult to armor not only due to the peculiar geometry having a higher surface area to volume ratio. The increased height also makes them even easier prey for gunships and CAS. Also, legs are a much more unstable firing platform (though once again, the major impact of that is to bipedal, but you're still not getting the stability of treads with any amount of legs), meaning they cannot carry even tank-sized weapons. As well, you guys are undervaluing tanks - especially you, Sean. Tank armor is a hell of a lot stronger than you think - a modern tank, today, can shrug off impact from most anything smaller than tank cannons (that includes explosives - infantry grenades are useless against tank armor, even RPGs are completely unable to penetrate the armor in several examples. You need quite large and expensive systems to have an infantry (team)-portable weapon that can disable a tank, and even those aren't guaranteed). And having multiple people doing different jobs in a vehicle actually increases responsiveness, since one person doesn't have to try to keep tabs on everything - it's rather difficult to aim and fire a weapon while moving (which tanks can do with some accuracy - still better to fire from rest, but they can fire on the move and still hit) while reading a map while participating in radio contact with the rest of your squad.))
((Now I'm done with the massive wall of text, PW, is there anything you need from me before we can say, okay, spot's chosen, let's wrap this up, have a HQ built, and get to the good stuff?))
Actually, I thin the battle suit is what many people call a "Hardsuit"((There's a trope for that.))((Like I said up a ways, I don't consider the battlesuit to be a mech (my definition of mech: a robot that is controlled from a cockpit-like enclosure and has a humanoid or otherwise legged form). I consider it powered armor (the user's limbs extend at least somewhat into the suit's limbs).((I'll note that like legs, arms don't scale up that well either, Radio. Especially not if you want them long enough to grab things without toppling the whole thing, or at least severely unbalancing it. And high-grade materials won't save him from the issues with armor and weight.))((What kind of size are we talking here? I think we aren't talking bout the same thing really. And high-grades material can indeed make you a decent working mech in this setting. Proof: the Battlesuit. The mechatank was just as an example for general look, not size. Those things are way too big to ever work like they're portrayed.))
(http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/MiniMecha)
So basically a six legged beetle tank of sorts eh? I can dig it.Well people seem to be pretty against arms and bipeds so lets go with something similar to a six legged variety of taviks picture at roughly the same size as an M1 Abrams main battle tank. Except change the whole noticeably multipart body thing for a big angular single part chassis shaped kind of like a long, wide beetle and designed to deflect gauss rounds like the avatar plate.BUILD ROBUTT!You're a little premature there, he says, waggling his cigar suggestively.
All dynamic bonuses granted by teammates will be greatly appreciated.Spoiler: a few key details (click to show/hide)
Lets start with the basics.
How big is this thing gonna be? Height wise, weight wise, etc.
How are the limbs moving? Servos? Hydraulics?
How many legs you want? How many joints on the legs, configurations.
Lets get the basic stuff going first. I gotta know how to break it.
Also, you're going in that robot. Consider it the tax for letting you have a giant robot which you control with Aux. It's more fun that way.
I think id prefer armored servomotors for the actual leg joints and have the final segment contain a powerful internally mounted hydraulic piston to give it the raw strength for rapid movement. (Feel free to rage at me here guys, i havent slept much and im prone to derping.)
Also just to get ahead of things:
Giant spinal mounted artillery weapon goes on top, anti infantry weapons go underneath or in the shin armor and of corse theres gotta be the mandatory flamethrower or bigass laser in the mouth.
get feedback, build things.
((Also, forgot action.))
"Alright, people. Bishop, come with me. We're going to brainstorm the upgrades to these ships once the Sword's VR pods are working again. Won't do to just throw ideas around without some way to test them.
Everyone else. If you want to go off on some kind of misguided building effort, now is the only time you'll get. I want everyone back here by the time we've got a plan of action for the ships. And parts from the salvage yard are not to be used until they have been properly decontaminated. If Auron wants to build a robot, he'll have to make do with stuff he finds elsewhere."
Return to the Sword, wait for VR to come online. If it happens, load Tinker and all of our six ships chosen for refurbishing. Apply the following modifications to them and test their performance:
Tug: Additional plating on the front, four laser or Gauss (or a mix) cannons facing forward, cluster of smaller turrets towards the back as point defense.
Courier: Single laser cannon, small laser or gauss turrets to clear landing zones, a pair of sub-nuclear missiles. Check how this affects speed.
Hauler and modified shuttle (if it can be recreated): Standard shuttle weapons.
Transport: See if it can fly and maneuver in atmosphere, with and without cargo. Also, how large is it, exactly? If it can fly in atmosphere, see if it can work as a massed missile carrier.
Blackship-too: find the largest cannon, laser, plasma, HEP - the biggest and most powerful weapon the craft's frame and internal systems can feasibly support. Then add engine pods and maneuver thrusters until it can fly as well with the cannon as it could before modification. Forget durability - it needs to fly as fast as possible, and destroy anything we need to deploy it against. It'll be the last-resort weapon against nasty surprises, so those are more important than its own survival.
Await Bishop's (and Steve's, and Simus's, and anyone else's really) additions and inputs.
((Judging by the image, I'd say the battlesuits still qualify.))Actually, I thin the battle suit is what many people call a "Hardsuit"((There's a trope for that.))((Like I said up a ways, I don't consider the battlesuit to be a mech (my definition of mech: a robot that is controlled from a cockpit-like enclosure and has a humanoid or otherwise legged form). I consider it powered armor (the user's limbs extend at least somewhat into the suit's limbs).((I'll note that like legs, arms don't scale up that well either, Radio. Especially not if you want them long enough to grab things without toppling the whole thing, or at least severely unbalancing it. And high-grade materials won't save him from the issues with armor and weight.))((What kind of size are we talking here? I think we aren't talking bout the same thing really. And high-grades material can indeed make you a decent working mech in this setting. Proof: the Battlesuit. The mechatank was just as an example for general look, not size. Those things are way too big to ever work like they're portrayed.))
(http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/MiniMecha)A large one, but still one.Spoiler (click to show/hide)
((I've seen this before, and it's still hilarious.))Spoiler (click to show/hide)
Blackship: So basically you want to gut the thing and turn it into what amounts to a flying cannon mount? That works but depending on the weapon used the recoil might cause it to gain the ability to fly backwards.((That sounds useful!))
Tug: Gonna lose some speed and be even more front heavy, but it will fly. Though, if those cannons are hardmounted then it's gonna be rather hard to hit stuff with them. The ship is gonna be pretty slow and not terribly maneuverable."Cute. Options, options, hm."
Courier: Not gonna handle a laser cannon very well. Might be better off with lots of gimble mounted cutting lasers and a computer system to work them. Missiles are doable, though sub-nuclear is a rather large range when you think about it."Yeah, going to have to go with all turrets. And the missiles are really too large."
Hauler and shuttle: Normal shuttles don't have weapons."Hmm."
Transport: It's a big son-of-a-bitch. It can fly in atmosphere, but not very well. It's designed to get the hell off of a planet and then drift or chug along till it reaches jump speed. You could use it for macross missile spam, for sure, though it would probably only do it once."Haha, yeah, no. Fun idea, but a mite too out there."
Blackship: So basically you want to gut the thing and turn it into what amounts to a flying cannon mount? That works but depending on the weapon used the recoil might cause it to gain the ability to fly backwards."Okay, now we're getting somewhere."
implant ant movement patterns into procedural algorithm for adaptation and to prevent awkward gazelle mode.((FTFY. Seriously, when you accidentally start running backwards, you lose the ability to be called awesome.))
((I frequently had that problem with neural learning engines, for some reason. In NEROgame, for instance, the troopers would for some reason learn to, er.. retreat towards the target, then turn around and dance in place while shooting it. These things are odd like that.))implant ant movement patterns into procedural algorithm for adaptation and to prevent awkward gazelle mode.((FTFY. Seriously, when you accidentally start running backwards, you lose the ability to be called awesome.))
one primary support (Artoo)
((In regards to the Mk4, what separates that from the Battlesuit?))
((Yes, that was the intent. Now find references to the other two. ;) ))one primary support (Artoo)
(http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/3/39/R2-D2_Droid.png)
((In regards to the Mk4, what separates that from the Battlesuit?))((Zako already outlined this, but a lot of his ideas seem best left as optional components, to me. At its most basic, it's a human-sized, synthflesh-based exoskeleton suit wearing copious amounts of armor. It's not as powerful as a battlesuit, but offers comparable protection, while allowing the person to walk in standard building corridors.))
((I could help design the MK4 if it involves flesh, since, yknow, I'm a shapeshifter who can do that.))((Design, maybe, since we'll need a synth-muscle layout that synergizes properly with the wearer, but since we'd be working in VR anyways I doubt your usefulness. You're a shapeshifter, but that doesn't make you an expert in bionic design. You could probably try to encase a willing volunteer in an organic exosuit though, and if that works we can use the muscle layout as a shortcut to our own design.))
((Like I said up a ways, I don't consider the battlesuit to be a mech (my definition of mech: a robot that is controlled from a cockpit-like enclosure and has a humanoid or otherwise legged form). I consider it powered armor (the user's limbs extend at least somewhat into the suit's limbs).((Ugh, semantics, the worst kind of misunderstandings. But yeah, I view it as a mech since you can take your arms out of the cuffs to use control panel inside. Power armor, to me, is form-fitting, like a big sweater that lets you punch things.))
Which might have some rather odd effects, depending on the motions.((Oh yes, that thing. Boston dynamics should get more funding, just so they can build beautiful antelope robots.))
It would be a lot smaller and lighter for one, since the Battlesuit is pretty damn big. This would provide a good amount of protection while still being about the same size as a human, so it would be a lot easier to use in confined spaces. Plus, Battlesuits can't run on walls or ceilings so it's also a lot more mobile than a battlesuit. (I'll have to talk to the Doktor and AM about the grippers and see what they could come up with.)It would also be a lot easier to use, since it's synthflesh and most of the add-on's and gadgets are turned on/off by a button push (or more ideally, a brain impulse now that I think of it. Have to talk to the Doktor again...) and are pretty straight forward in their use.((Using synthflesh will make it very expensive though. Wouldn't it be easier to just take a standard synthflesh body, armor it more and add some gadgets? I don't see that design bridging the gap between Mk suits and battlesuit, at least not cost-wise. Though I agree there should be something between those, like a mk III but trading in flight for armor and maybe some widgets.))
It's also based on synthflesh, so a good deal of the physical power is organic in nature, unlike Battlesuits which are entirely mechanical. This could be important in case of wierd alien crap or EMP's.
implant ant movement patterns into procedural algorithm for adaptation and to prevent awesome gazelle mode.((I really fear the enemy will take one look at this thing, line up a gauss cannon, let 'er rip, and that'll be the end of Auron's junkbot (and possibly Auron himself.))
((Oh Sean, you and your anthropomorphic equines. Here, have some of mine. (http://www.youtube.com/watch?gl=BE&v=FIY41LrvMFQ)((The standard cyber-augments are strong enough. The idea is to build them as organoid machines rather than classic robots (i.e. a synthoid frame like the one HMRC used/uses). They won't be leaping tall buildings in a single bound, they'll be as strong as they are built to be. And yes, supporting role primarily. Not pack mule, but mobile weapons platform, medical dispenser, and if all else goes south, mobile cover.
Anyways, I only really see those as robotic pack mules, or maybe some supporting role. Unless you go synthflesh, which is hella expensive.))
((Thats why im using avatar inspired angular armor, the gauss rounds should (mostly) go pinging off in random directions instead of homing in on my face. Probably get some large dents from actual cannons, but hopefully no penetration.Quoteimplant ant movement patterns into procedural algorithm for adaptation and to prevent awesome gazelle mode.((I really fear the enemy will take one look at this thing, line up a gauss cannon, let 'er rip, and that'll be the end of Auron's junkbot (and possibly Auron himself.))
((This reminds me of my "avatar of derp" remote controlled robo-bodies plan back from mission 9...((Oh Sean, you and your anthropomorphic equines. Here, have some of mine. (http://www.youtube.com/watch?gl=BE&v=FIY41LrvMFQ)((The standard cyber-augments are strong enough. The idea is to build them as organoid machines rather than classic robots (i.e. a synthoid frame like the one HMRC used/uses). They won't be leaping tall buildings in a single bound, they'll be as strong as they are built to be. And yes, supporting role primarily. Not pack mule, but mobile weapons platform, medical dispenser, and if all else goes south, mobile cover.
Anyways, I only really see those as robotic pack mules, or maybe some supporting role. Unless you go synthflesh, which is hella expensive.))
Seriously, like a SHIV. Not a super-soldier, but a good support unit and more pleasant to the eye than a Sod.
Using synthflesh could be possible though, for actual frontline or "elite" units.))
((Oh Sean, you and your anthropomorphic equines. Here, have some of mine. (http://www.youtube.com/watch?gl=BE&v=FIY41LrvMFQ)((The standard cyber-augments are strong enough. The idea is to build them as organoid machines rather than classic robots (i.e. a synthoid frame like the one HMRC used/uses). They won't be leaping tall buildings in a single bound, they'll be as strong as they are built to be. And yes, supporting role primarily. Not pack mule, but mobile weapons platform, medical dispenser, and if all else goes south, mobile cover.
Anyways, I only really see those as robotic pack mules, or maybe some supporting role. Unless you go synthflesh, which is hella expensive.))
Seriously, like a SHIV. Not a super-soldier, but a good support unit and more pleasant to the eye than a Sod.
Using synthflesh could be possible though, for actual frontline or "elite" units.))
((I'm not going to be saying much on the topic of things people want to prototype, like this, if only because you're going to have to convince me in-character, what with Steve setting me up in charge of such things.((It'll be an even harder sell considering Anton himself would know that adapting existing tech is better than creating new units from scratch. Mass production would be problematic enough that these wouldn't enter service for a long while - testing and tuning, not to mention training the prototype alone, would take the better part of a year. So as far as production goes, Artees probably won't make it, unless they are upgraded and improved even further.
And something like that is going to be a hard sell, I will tell you now. Possible, but not easy.))
((I'm not going to be saying much on the topic of things people want to prototype, like this, if only because you're going to have to convince me in-character, what with Steve setting me up in charge of such things.((It'll be an even harder sell considering Anton himself would know that adapting existing tech is better than creating new units from scratch. Mass production would be problematic enough that these wouldn't enter service for a long while - testing and tuning, not to mention training the prototype alone, would take the better part of a year. So as far as production goes, Artees probably won't make it, unless they are upgraded and improved even further.
And something like that is going to be a hard sell, I will tell you now. Possible, but not easy.))
Prototyping, however, is not something that Simus can forbid, thankfully. Not if done entirely using the creator's resources. :) And once a prototype is there, it's a lot easier to see how it actually operates.
But I'll think about setting up a sales pitch nonetheless. Who knows. ;) ))
((Sure.((I'm not going to be saying much on the topic of things people want to prototype, like this, if only because you're going to have to convince me in-character, what with Steve setting me up in charge of such things.((It'll be an even harder sell considering Anton himself would know that adapting existing tech is better than creating new units from scratch. Mass production would be problematic enough that these wouldn't enter service for a long while - testing and tuning, not to mention training the prototype alone, would take the better part of a year. So as far as production goes, Artees probably won't make it, unless they are upgraded and improved even further.
And something like that is going to be a hard sell, I will tell you now. Possible, but not easy.))
Prototyping, however, is not something that Simus can forbid, thankfully. Not if done entirely using the creator's resources. :) And once a prototype is there, it's a lot easier to see how it actually operates.
But I'll think about setting up a sales pitch nonetheless. Who knows. ;) ))
((There's the rub. Steve isn't going to be releasing parts for prototypes anymore without it going through me, as far as I know, so you really do have to get all of the resources yourself. In this case, the most likely response is likely to be, "Why would we need this? What role would it fill that we do not already have filled, or an easier way to fill? And why, if this would fill its own niche, should it be like that, as opposed to a more traditional design, both easier to manufacture and potentially better on the field?"
In other words, you can get it by me, I'm not fundamentally opposed to it, but you have to convince me in-character, yeah?))
((I really fear the enemy will take one look at this thing, line up a gauss cannon, let 'er rip, and that'll be the end of Auron's junkbot (and possibly Auron himself.))((Wait, Anton might survive that?))
(yeah, last time Anton did that it did soo much good... you could even say it made him the man he is today...((That sounds like a story you should share with the noobs.))
though I guess it's going to be hard for Artees to go as horribly right as that generator project.)))
((Auron, not Anton. And theoretically, yes.))((I really fear the enemy will take one look at this thing, line up a gauss cannon, let 'er rip, and that'll be the end of Auron's junkbot (and possibly Auron himself.))((Wait, Anton might survive that?))
((That story is in Anton's charsheet. He used his free time to secretly construct what he thought was a revolutionary new power source, a generator that supposedly converted matter into antimatter via an incredibly complex (but not energetic) energy field setup. Whether it worked as such or not, upon activation something went horribly right and the device generated a whole lot more energy than it should have, dumping all of it into a directed electromagnetic burst, melting most metals and boiling all liquids in the affected area - which included a fairly large apartment building next to Anton's workplace. The device disintegrated shortly afterward, wrecking everything in its immediate vicinity and nearly killing Anton as well. And that's the story of how he got into the HMRC.))(yeah, last time Anton did that it did soo much good... you could even say it made him the man he is today...((That sounds like a story you should share with the noobs.))
though I guess it's going to be hard for Artees to go as horribly right as that generator project.)))
Tug: Gonna lose some speed and be even more front heavy, but it will fly. Though, if those cannons are hardmounted then it's gonna be rather hard to hit stuff with them. The ship is gonna be pretty slow and not terribly maneuverable."Cute. Options, options, hm."
Let the guns have some gimbal range, so they can converge on different distances and hit targets some ten degrees off course. See if verniers can be added for maneuverability - in all likelihood the Tug will primarily see use during ship assault, so it'll need to take out defense systems and avoid being shot down as it approaches.QuoteCourier: Not gonna handle a laser cannon very well. Might be better off with lots of gimble mounted cutting lasers and a computer system to work them. Missiles are doable, though sub-nuclear is a rather large range when you think about it."Yeah, going to have to go with all turrets. And the missiles are really too large."
Switch to multiple cutting laser turrets, then. Consider options for missile warheads. Nuclear leaves too much of a mess. See if the Token of Appreciation (kinetic amp sandwich) can provide enough feedback force to propel penetrating flechettes or otherwise cause significant secondary damage, since its primary damage has already been established.QuoteHauler and shuttle: Normal shuttles don't have weapons."Hmm."
Give them both a pair of cutting laser turrets for general attack and defense capability.QuoteTransport: It's a big son-of-a-bitch. It can fly in atmosphere, but not very well. It's designed to get the hell off of a planet and then drift or chug along till it reaches jump speed. You could use it for macross missile spam, for sure, though it would probably only do it once."Haha, yeah, no. Fun idea, but a mite too out there."
Leave the transport alone. It's too big, too slow, and too soft a target to deploy it into combat.QuoteBlackship: So basically you want to gut the thing and turn it into what amounts to a flying cannon mount? That works but depending on the weapon used the recoil might cause it to gain the ability to fly backwards."Okay, now we're getting somewhere."
Yes, strip the ship down, but try to cause as little permanent damage as possible. Ideally, it should return to its usual shape and function after the crisis is over. See how much damage advantage a plasma cannon or gauss cannon offer over a pure energy weapon such as a laser or HEP. On one hand, staying power is not a concern - on the other, having few shots to work with can be a problem considering you can miss the target even with a fusion instigator.
((Yeah, throttle and computer will be fine.Alright, 6 legged beetle tank with little limbs up by the "Head".
Oh and put the sneaked in arms folded up next to the head like a spiders forelimbs.))
implant ant movement patterns into procedural algorithm for adaptation and to prevent awesome gazelle mode.
((In regards to the Mk4, what separates that from the Battlesuit?))
((It would be a lot smaller and lighter for one, since the Battlesuit is pretty damn big. This would provide a good amount of protection while still being about the same size as a human, so it would be a lot easier to use in confined spaces. Plus, Battlesuits can't run on walls or ceilings so it's also a lot more mobile than a battlesuit. (I'll have to talk to the Doktor and AM about the grippers and see what they could come up with.)
It would also be a lot easier to use, since it's synthflesh and most of the add-on's and gadgets are turned on/off by a button push (or more ideally, a brain impulse now that I think of it. Have to talk to the Doktor again...) and are pretty straight forward in their use.
It's also based on synthflesh, so a good deal of the physical power is organic in nature, unlike Battlesuits which are entirely mechanical. This could be important in case of wierd alien crap or EMP's.
Basically, it's a more subtle form of the battlesuit that's based on a different method of operation than computers as I think of it. You use this when in close quarters, on special missions, in medium to heavy combat, on important specialist jobs or when you are just uncertain for what you are going up against and need as many options open as possible. I think of it as a bridge between the current MK series of suits and the Battlesuit, since there's a big gap there in terms of utility and protection. (MK series has lots more utility and accessibility to more areas than Battlesuit, but Battlesuit has more protection and is geared to heavy combat. You don't really hack or interact with computers or fight in tight spaces in a battlesuit for example.) It may have to be called a different name because of this.))
"Well, perhaps we should check to see what we have in stock before making any serious choices? Who knows, we might find something useful in there that we didn't know about..."
Check up with Steve to see what we have in stock or can immediately make. Get his thoughts about what we should arm the ships with while I'm at it.
((Oh Sean, you and your anthropomorphic equines. Here, have some of mine. (http://www.youtube.com/watch?gl=BE&v=FIY41LrvMFQ)((The standard cyber-augments are strong enough. The idea is to build them as organoid machines rather than classic robots (i.e. a synthoid frame like the one HMRC used/uses). They won't be leaping tall buildings in a single bound, they'll be as strong as they are built to be. And yes, supporting role primarily. Not pack mule, but mobile weapons platform, medical dispenser, and if all else goes south, mobile cover.
Anyways, I only really see those as robotic pack mules, or maybe some supporting role. Unless you go synthflesh, which is hella expensive.))
Seriously, like a SHIV. Not a super-soldier, but a good support unit and more pleasant to the eye than a Sod.
Using synthflesh could be possible though, for actual frontline or "elite" units.))
((I'm not going to be saying much on the topic of things people want to prototype, like this, if only because you're going to have to convince me in-character, what with Steve setting me up in charge of such things.
And something like that is going to be a hard sell, I will tell you now. Possible, but not easy.))
Simus steps out of the aurora a moment to quickly send a message to Steve:
Steve, are there any tunnels that would go through this anomaly?
The gimbal stuff will be restricted to laser weapons, but beyond that, We're good.((Probably for the best. Anything slower than lightspeed would be hard to aim in a space battle.))
Alright, laser turrets. As per explosives; well we can get some high density conventional explosives coated with something extremely dangerous.((It really depends on what the use of those missiles will be. Cutting lasers will chew up infantry and armor with roughly equal ease. If the missiles are to take down especially hard targets advancing on the LZ, then direct-punch warheads like the kinamp sandwich would be preferable. If they are for quick clearing of the LZ of infantry and maybe providing cover... hmm.))
Well, the most potential damage would probably be from an energy weapon (Kinetic ones are only really practical when you get them a good solid mount and some auto manip help) with high energy, single use cells. We won't be able to slap a reactor or generator on there thats small but powerful enough to make it worth while, but we can get some extremely high energy density cells and use them to power either a laser cannon thats at or above the laser battery spec, or condensed plasma shell that should be able to eat it's way straight through a ship.((On one hand, laser cannon is good and precise, a versatile weapon. On the other hand, a plasma cannon has a higher damage potential overall, and a "near miss" would result in more damage. Better against large targets, too, in case the UWM decides to use one of their frigates as close air support or something. But I still want that third option checked out.))
>Well, anything from the armory really, though keep
in mind we do have a limit of supplies and time, so
covering these ships in fission instigators is a
possibility, but it's gonna leave you rather anemic
on other fronts. We can also manufacture things, if
you have ideas.
((How about rockets with bear traps on the tip. So when the hit something they take a large bite out of it then explode. That would be cool.))((Or maybe rockets with trapped bears on the tip. So when something is hit they are first mauled by a bear and then exploded. :P))
Quote from: piecewise>Well, anything from the armory really, though keep
in mind we do have a limit of supplies and time, so
covering these ships in fission instigators is a
possibility, but it's gonna leave you rather anemic
on other fronts. We can also manufacture things, if
you have ideas.
Im assuming they are supplied by steve like the ships weapons, so we can probably mount whatever we wish within reason.
Again, it is not a personal project. It was built by Auron (and his faithful helpers) for the betterment of our combined combat capabilities, the intention was to give Aux focused characters with no combat skills the ability to effectively engage in combat.((And how many people, let alone people in charge, did you actually ask about building this behemoth? Asking them to help scrounge for parts doesn't count, since you didn't say what they were for.))
((Its called a surprise unveiling ;D))Again, it is not a personal project. It was built by Auron (and his faithful helpers) for the betterment of our combined combat capabilities, the intention was to give Aux focused characters with no combat skills the ability to effectively engage in combat.((And how many people, let alone people in charge, did you actually ask about building this behemoth? Asking them to help scrounge for parts doesn't count, since you didn't say what they were for.))
((You can't exactly call it anything but a personal project if you don't have the aid, approval, or even knowledge of anyone else.))((Its called a surprise unveiling ;D))Again, it is not a personal project. It was built by Auron (and his faithful helpers) for the betterment of our combined combat capabilities, the intention was to give Aux focused characters with no combat skills the ability to effectively engage in combat.((And how many people, let alone people in charge, did you actually ask about building this behemoth? Asking them to help scrounge for parts doesn't count, since you didn't say what they were for.))
((Well, how can you call it anything but personal project if you don't have others' aid or approval, and loads of people assume the higher-ups are going to shut it down? Because that's what Grate's doing, and I'm pretty sure that's why a bunch of folks are ignoring it.))
Steve has access to all Auron communications and has not made any comments or given any orders related to the cessation of construction of a mobile weapons platform to be used in the defence of said installation.((How often does Steve ever give direct orders except at the beginning of missions and when asked?))
Steve told us to make preparations for the coming battle, making a mech for use in said battle is congruent with those orders, Steve outranks you.((Did Steve say that the mech would in any way help? Did you ask for confirmation?))
Therefore, making a mech out of scrap to fulfill Steves orders takes precedence over following the instructions of a mechaphobic teammate with delusions of authority.
Seriously pyro, im getting real tired of these "i said no and if you ignore me im gonna keep complaining and threatening you until you comply" arguments. This is a game and im trying to enjoy it, Leave me be.))((The point here is more "Don't expect help from Steve/the Armory/etc."))
((Auron was signed on for the survey mission, Simus ceased being in charge of Auron when the survey was completed and official command of this installation is still in Steves metaphorical hands, what Auron does with his free time in the scrapyard is not your concern as he complied with Antons request to leave the ships marked for recovery alone.))
Simus Team:
Survey the remains of the base, mark out dangerous areas, follow steve's instructions to check vital stuff and repair or stabilize if damaged but not destroyed. (THIS IS NOT THE GROUP STAYING ON PLANET PERMANENTLY. THAT'S LATER. The reason Simus is doing this is so she can get a bit more familiar with the locale though.)
Goodies:
Big ass box of Repair tools, climbing gear, Rad Suits for the pit, various sensors, etc.
((Steve has access to all Auron communications and has not made any comments or given any orders related to the cessation of construction of a mobile weapons platform to be used in the defence of said installation.))
((Steve told us to make preparations for the coming battle, making a mech for use in said battle is congruent with those orders, Steve outranks you.
Therefore, making a mech out of scrap to fulfill Steves orders takes precedence over following the instructions of a mechaphobic teammate with delusions of authority.))
In a military context, the chain of command is the line of authority and responsibility along which orders are passed within a military unit and between different units. Orders are transmitted down the chain of command, from a higher-ranked soldier, such as a commissioned officer, to lower-ranked personnel who either execute the order personally or transmit it down the chain as appropriate, until it is received by those expected to execute it.
In general, military personnel give orders only to those directly below them in the chain of command and receive orders only from those directly above them. A service member who has difficulty executing a duty or order and appeals for relief directly to an officer above his immediate commander in the chain of command is likely to be disciplined for not observing the chain of command. Similarly, an officer is usually expected to give orders only to his or her direct subordinate, even if it is just to pass an order down to another service member lower in the chain of command than said subordinate.
((Seriously pyro, im getting real tired of these "i said no and if you ignore me im gonna keep complaining and threatening you until you comply" arguments. This is a game and im trying to enjoy it, Leave me be.))
((The chain of command is only with the characters, not the players themselves. Simus has the right to tell Auron not to build a mech. PyroDesu has no right to tell UnholyPariah not to build a mech.
Besides, building a mech is way more interesting than not building a mech. Even if it's not a good idea. Bad ideas make the best stories. And who knows, it might actually work and be an asset in the war.))
Edit:
((Maybe it would be a good idea for you guys to take this to PMs.))
((The key word there is stabilize not salvage. our mission was to asses the damage and prevent further collapses, not to salvage and not to repair. therefore the mission was complete before Auron began salvaging and you had no authority over him.((Auron was signed on for the survey mission, Simus ceased being in charge of Auron when the survey was completed and official command of this installation is still in Steves metaphorical hands, what Auron does with his free time in the scrapyard is not your concern as he complied with Antons request to leave the ships marked for recovery alone.))
No. Just no.Simus Team:
Survey the remains of the base, mark out dangerous areas, follow steve's instructions to check vital stuff and repair or stabilize if damaged but not destroyed. (THIS IS NOT THE GROUP STAYING ON PLANET PERMANENTLY. THAT'S LATER. The reason Simus is doing this is so she can get a bit more familiar with the locale though.)
Goodies:
Big ass box of Repair tools, climbing gear, Rad Suits for the pit, various sensors, etc.
Salvage, noun:
1.
a. The rescue of a ship, its crew, or its cargo from fire or shipwreck.
b. The ship, crew, or cargo so rescued.
c. Compensation given to those who voluntarily aid in such a rescue.
2.
a. The act of saving imperiled property from loss.
b. The property so saved.
3. Something saved from destruction or waste and put to further use.
The team, defined by the GM is, by definition, a survey and salvage team. It did not dissolve upon the cessation of majority survey work and the beginning of salvage work, it was, and is, still in effect. Simus is still your senior officer, and Anton is her lieutenant in charge of salvage operations.((Steve has access to all Auron communications and has not made any comments or given any orders related to the cessation of construction of a mobile weapons platform to be used in the defence of said installation.))
A lack of denial is not assent. And he wouldn't be going to you directly anyways unless it was requested, by you, me, or Anton. See my explanation of chain of command.((Steve told us to make preparations for the coming battle, making a mech for use in said battle is congruent with those orders, Steve outranks you.
Therefore, making a mech out of scrap to fulfill Steves orders takes precedence over following the instructions of a mechaphobic teammate with delusions of authority.))
I don't see anything anywhere where Steve said, and Auron heard, anything of that nature, related to our current duty.
And now, let me introduce to you the concept of Chain of Command, or Command Hierarchy (and keep in mind that with this rebellion, the game is shifting towards a more militaristic stance):QuoteIn a military context, the chain of command is the line of authority and responsibility along which orders are passed within a military unit and between different units. Orders are transmitted down the chain of command, from a higher-ranked soldier, such as a commissioned officer, to lower-ranked personnel who either execute the order personally or transmit it down the chain as appropriate, until it is received by those expected to execute it.
In general, military personnel give orders only to those directly below them in the chain of command and receive orders only from those directly above them. A service member who has difficulty executing a duty or order and appeals for relief directly to an officer above his immediate commander in the chain of command is likely to be disciplined for not observing the chain of command. Similarly, an officer is usually expected to give orders only to his or her direct subordinate, even if it is just to pass an order down to another service member lower in the chain of command than said subordinate.
Steve has actually followed this basic idea for most of the game, letting teams and commanders, assigned or elected, make decisions, only giving of himself when asked or in need.
Now, our chain of command in this situation is short, but slightly tangled: Steve is in charge, overall. Simus is directly underneath Steve. Anton is beneath both Simus and Steve, but only for salvage operations. Everyone else, including you, is beneath Simus and Anton.((Seriously pyro, im getting real tired of these "i said no and if you ignore me im gonna keep complaining and threatening you until you comply" arguments. This is a game and im trying to enjoy it, Leave me be.))
I am not going to stoop to ad hominem here (which you just did, in that post - not even just this specific snippet). But I will note that, for the most part, I have stayed out of this IC. Simus has no knowledge of what you're doing, and has done nothing against it itself (only to the concept, and even that was not direct). I have kept my OOC discourse civil enough on the topic as well, I think. Perhaps a bit condescending, but still civil.))
((Because constantly saying "dont do that or simus will punish you" isnt threatening in the slightest.))((The chain of command is only with the characters, not the players themselves. Simus has the right to tell Auron not to build a mech. PyroDesu has no right to tell UnholyPariah not to build a mech.
Besides, building a mech is way more interesting than not building a mech. Even if it's not a good idea. Bad ideas make the best stories. And who knows, it might actually work and be an asset in the war.))
Edit:
((Maybe it would be a good idea for you guys to take this to PMs.))
((Except I haven't told him not to OOC, with any expectation of power from doing so, to my knowledge. I've merely expressed dissent with the idea, and likely IC ramifications if Simus finds out. If I've said OOC, "Don't do that", it's been me saying, implied (or more likely, just after), "Don't do that, if Simus finds out, you're going to be in trouble for it".
If it seems I have told him OOC without backing it up IC, I apologize for it.))
((Im sick of constantly arguing in thread, can we please take NAV's advice and pm this if you still have issues with me doing this.))((Why do you think that we have issues with you doing this? This isn't about you. This is about Auron not doing as he's told to by his effective superiors.
-snip-
The key word there is stabilize not salvage. our mission was to asses the damage and prevent further collapses, not to salvage and not to repair. therefore the mission was complete before Auron began salvaging and you had no authority over him.
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((You're still using ARM resources. ARM still has authority over you.
And since Steve hasn't broken up the teams, Anton is still your direct CO for salvage operations.))QuoteYour chain of command is a fictional construct as there was no longer part a survey and stabilisation squad, you decided to salvage on your own flawed interpretation of steves orders and you have no real authority in that matter.((Flawed interpretation? What part of the orders tells you to waste huge amounts of resources on an impractical war machine that has no place in the largely-space-based upcoming battle?))QuoteA lack of denial may as well be an assent because until he puts a stop to it Auron has no reason to, Steve would be going to me, because as stated above you are not in charge. Also steve shuts shit down personally more often than not.((Only when it is threatening himself, the ship, or something similar. If you were using the mech to attack the Sword, the story would be different.
But if you're so confident Steve wants you to be doing this, why don't you ask?))Quote((Because constantly saying "dont do that or simus will punish you" isnt threatening in the slightest.))((It's not a threat, it's a warning.))
((Remember, Unholy, ARM is basically a military organization. How do you think the military would act in response to some soldier turning a couple broken tanks and assorted spare parts into a mech, and asking for more guns and stuff to put on it?))
The gimbal stuff will be restricted to laser weapons, but beyond that, We're good.((Probably for the best. Anything slower than lightspeed would be hard to aim in a space battle.))
Go with gimbaled laser cannons. Don't forget the cluster of PD turrets towards the back, missiles are better shot down than evaded.QuoteAlright, laser turrets. As per explosives; well we can get some high density conventional explosives coated with something extremely dangerous.((It really depends on what the use of those missiles will be. Cutting lasers will chew up infantry and armor with roughly equal ease. If the missiles are to take down especially hard targets advancing on the LZ, then direct-punch warheads like the kinamp sandwich would be preferable. If they are for quick clearing of the LZ of infantry and maybe providing cover... hmm.))
Check what the current tech for thermobaric weapons is. Initial explosion, cloud of explosive propellant, massive vacuum implosion after high-temperature burnout of propellant, cloud of smoke and dust fit to act as concealment. Check how effective that would actually be against typical UWM troops and Sods.QuoteWell, the most potential damage would probably be from an energy weapon (Kinetic ones are only really practical when you get them a good solid mount and some auto manip help) with high energy, single use cells. We won't be able to slap a reactor or generator on there thats small but powerful enough to make it worth while, but we can get some extremely high energy density cells and use them to power either a laser cannon thats at or above the laser battery spec, or condensed plasma shell that should be able to eat it's way straight through a ship.((On one hand, laser cannon is good and precise, a versatile weapon. On the other hand, a plasma cannon has a higher damage potential overall, and a "near miss" would result in more damage. Better against large targets, too, in case the UWM decides to use one of their frigates as close air support or something. But I still want that third option checked out.))
Tentatively go with the plasma cannon for now. Ask Steve if the R&D could try to make a version of the High Energy Projector, scaled up to similar power levels.
Contact Bishop.
"Hey, Bishop! Anton here. Are you in VR? Get into my session if you are. I'm brainstorming the weapons loadouts for our ships, and I'd appreciate your thoughts."
Equip all the things.
Back mounted heavy artillery: scaled up particle accumulator cannon preferably, probably a suitably sized railgun with incendiary/high explosive shells otherwise.
If i have to supply this weapon myself try to cobble a large gauss cannon together from salvaged parts.
Mouth: Undecided
Front and rear leg shinguards: Auto targetting pd lasers programmed to also target enemy infantry.
Little arms: graspers with flick out rotary saws powered by those electric motors i salvaged.
Armor: avatar inspired Gauss reflecting angular plating, laser absorbing crystal coating if theres any left over from doing the boarding shuttles.
((Anyone whos helping build this can weigh in here and give suggestions.))
((Also im not sure, but im considering swapping the PAC to be mouth mounted for faster firing, although i suppose that the scaling up could be focused more on accuracy, cooling and rate of fire with a less pronounced but still noticeably increase in power.))
Quote from: piecewise>Well, anything from the armory really, though keep
in mind we do have a limit of supplies and time, so
covering these ships in fission instigators is a
possibility, but it's gonna leave you rather anemic
on other fronts. We can also manufacture things, if
you have ideas.
Im assuming they are supplied by steve like the ships weapons, so we can probably mount whatever we wish within reason.
((Yeah... Steve supplying a major project that he mandated with weapons means he's going to supply your personal project with weapons.
Something tells me no. And even if he did, something tells me you're not going to be getting a LESHO rifle (the only railgun you can get, and you can't use a particle beam as artillery - that's LOS only), a HEP (and PW has said before that those don't scale up), 6 PD lasers, monoatomic swords, and avatar plating, of all things.))
"Alright, give me a moment... And Steve says we can use basically anything in the armoury, but we should be prudent since supplies are somewhat limited right now."I can put you in the VR, but faults in design are up to you to decide with your non-dice driven brain.
Go ahead and hop in VR and give Anton's ships a good look over, looking for any weaknesses or faults in the design.
((Are you trying to see if Steve's giant penis ban applies here?))((...No. I'm seeing if there's a limit to the absurdity we can make without Steve complaining. I'm planning to move from there to assorted impractical or inappropriate military thingies.
((Resource costs, i dont wanna use a huge chunk of our collective assents.))((Reasonable. What about pile drivers or something?))
Again, it is not a personal project. It was built by Auron (and his faithful helpers) for the betterment of our combined combat capabilities, the intention was to give Aux focused characters with no combat skills the ability to effectively engage in combat.I'm guessing you'll give it to one of our newbies who only have aux skill? Since Auron can still hold his own with his modded mining suit, whereas some of those other people are literally only armed with a laser rifle and
stick a single 25 RU or less ship weapon (Preferably a PAC but a laser is acceptable) on the robots back mount, finish construction.
((We have outfitted 6 ships at a cost of 25~33 RU's each with multiple weapons, i foresee this not being a problem.))
"Darn. We have to go nuclear to have enough power, but we can't go nuclear because of contamination. And we need a powerful weapon, but plasma is inaccurate, and the HEP will take time to improve.
...
Damnit I need a second brain."
Anton queries Steve.
"Steve, how well does the VR simulate actual laws of physics? I have an absolutely crazy idea here. Also, can you patch me through to our R&D section? I have an equally crazy idea concerning the details of how the HEP operates, and its interaction with the Plasma Projector."Spoiler: The Crazy Idea (click to show/hide)Spoiler: The Equally Crazy Idea (click to show/hide)
Attempt the creation and testing of the first crazy idea. Discuss the second crazy idea with the R&D department, and if it's at least in theory feasible, create a mock-up VR version for tentative performance testing.
The first idea, basically using the kinamp sandwiches in the same way explosive lenses are used on plutonium based bombs, is possible, though you will probably need more then two. You're probably gonna need a shell studded with many of them to get it to work. We could just make fusion bombs you know. They're more expensive but we can definitely make them.((But doesn't fusion have no "lower limit" to the amount of fusable material used? We can do more than just fusion bombs, we can do whole star-cannons with the Instigators, but the role is important here too. A full-size fusion bomb is likely to cause entirely too much damage considering what the current intended use is, not to mention it'd still likely be based off fission weapons. I'd like to try and make clean, compact missiles that won't destroy more than a few (dozen) city blocks if we have to use them in an occupied area.))
That second idea....no, the shield isn't reactive like that, you can't funnel it around by hitting it with energy.((Oh well. Hmm, can it be made reactive? Can a custom energy projectile of any type be suspended in a HEP beam like that? That's a good project for after the invasion.))
((I'm pretty sure that despite technically being on the Sword, the both of us are still pretty firmly in the Survey thread.))((Oh. piecewise told me to come here.))
"Hel...lo. Grate? Weren't you... dead? I mean, actually dead? Admittedly I kinda lost track of events after you blew up, but... uh, speaking of blown up, I'm kind of testing custom fusion warheads here. Might want to cover your eyes.""I'm not sure what happened either, but Mr. Hawkeye seems to be interested in finding out. It's like he keeps following me around..."
((You know, with the advent of resource limits, it might actually be better to recycle those ships back into RU and use that to build proper combat ships instead of refitted civilian ships.
Just sayin'.))
((You know, with the advent of resource limits, it might actually be better to recycle those ships back into RU and use that to build proper combat ships instead of refitted civilian ships.((We will spend more RU on building entire ships from scratch than on refitting existing ones. You could, perhaps, make a case for the freighter - it's only here to be useful after the fighting is done. But everything else it's easier to refit into a purpose, than purpose-build something else. Why take apart a courier ship to make a fast atmospheric combat dropship, when it's already most of the way there? Why purpose-build an armored ship assault shuttle when the Tug is already large, powerful, and is used to taking abuse from the front? That sort of reasoning.
Just sayin'.))
((You know, with the advent of resource limits, it might actually be better to recycle those ships back into RU and use that to build proper combat ships instead of refitted civilian ships.((We will spend more RU on building entire ships from scratch than on refitting existing ones. You could, perhaps, make a case for the freighter - it's only here to be useful after the fighting is done. But everything else it's easier to refit into a purpose, than purpose-build something else. Why take apart a courier ship to make a fast atmospheric combat dropship, when it's already most of the way there? Why purpose-build an armored ship assault shuttle when the Tug is already large, powerful, and is used to taking abuse from the front? That sort of reasoning.
Just sayin'.))
Plus, we're not winning against the UWM fleet even with six combat ships, because they have enough ships to attack us even with all of Hephaestus's defenses. This fight will mostly be on the ground.))
Anton, this project of Auron's... did you authorize that?"No. I was in no position to prevent it, as he used parts from the admin building, but I issued a warning and a directive to coordinate any construction with me as soon as I became aware of it. He preferred to stay on his own. I say let him be for now. If he won't cooperate all we can do is lock him up, and we're short on hands as it is. If he makes something useful to defense, all the better. If not, we can always dismantle whatever he's doing - or if we need the parts, and we definitely can and will dock the costs from his payroll. To say nothing of any future prototyping grants.
((@piecewise: Gauss cannon is fine.((Unholy, anything you need Jack to do?))
@pyro: piecewise said all thats left is to watch it learn to walk, that implies the cannon has been attached.))
Observe spidertank.
Practice putting the civilian exosuit back together or have the repair bots fix it if that doesnt take a roll.
((No the spiderbot is finished and i thank you for the help, tell me if you need help with anything and ill return the favor.))((@piecewise: Gauss cannon is fine.((Unholy, anything you need Jack to do?))
@pyro: piecewise said all thats left is to watch it learn to walk, that implies the cannon has been attached.))
Observe spidertank.
Practice putting the civilian exosuit back together or have the repair bots fix it if that doesnt take a roll.
((No the spiderbot is finished and i thank you for the help, tell me if you need help with anything and ill return the favor.))((@piecewise: Gauss cannon is fine.((Unholy, anything you need Jack to do?))
@pyro: piecewise said all thats left is to watch it learn to walk, that implies the cannon has been attached.))
Observe spidertank.
Practice putting the civilian exosuit back together or have the repair bots fix it if that doesnt take a roll.
"That's what Mister Auron is doing? I think I helped him find stuff. I thought it was something he was supposed to be doing, though...am I in trouble?"Anton, this project of Auron's... did you authorize that?"No. I was in no position to prevent it, as he used parts from the admin building, but I issued a warning and a directive to coordinate any construction with me as soon as I became aware of it. He preferred to stay on his own. I say let him be for now. If he won't cooperate all we can do is lock him up, and we're short on hands as it is. If he makes something useful to defense, all the better. If not, we can always dismantle whatever he's doing - or if we need the parts, and we definitely can and will dock the costs from his payroll. To say nothing of any future prototyping grants.
I was planning to go check out his construction site when I was done with this assignment. What is he building there, anyway? Some kind of robot is all I know."
You got me to do things we weren't supposed to be doing. You probably got me in trouble. Meanie.
((@pyro: piecewise said all thats left is to watch it learn to walk, that implies the cannon has been attached.))
Quit being immature, noone is going to get in trouble except me.
Quote from: Auron to GrateQuit being immature, noone is going to get in trouble except me.
To simus: You want me to not repair the civilian exosuit i recovered? Why on earth would i stop doing that?
To jack: "Oh hey Jack, Thanks for the help with the spiderbot. Any ideas on what we should call it?
Your fusion weapon is possible, but will require some R&D and be more expensive (though also more controlled) then standard ones. Whats what it will come down to.The first idea, basically using the kinamp sandwiches in the same way explosive lenses are used on plutonium based bombs, is possible, though you will probably need more then two. You're probably gonna need a shell studded with many of them to get it to work. We could just make fusion bombs you know. They're more expensive but we can definitely make them.((But doesn't fusion have no "lower limit" to the amount of fusable material used? We can do more than just fusion bombs, we can do whole star-cannons with the Instigators, but the role is important here too. A full-size fusion bomb is likely to cause entirely too much damage considering what the current intended use is, not to mention it'd still likely be based off fission weapons. I'd like to try and make clean, compact missiles that won't destroy more than a few (dozen) city blocks if we have to use them in an occupied area.))
Let's put it this way. If it's possible to make compact fusion warheads with no more than some low (1-5) kilotons of destructive power using the kinamp-sandwich method, go with those. The mobile response team will like some good punching power, I think. If not, check how cheap, clean and small can "regular" fusion warheads be made.QuoteThat second idea....no, the shield isn't reactive like that, you can't funnel it around by hitting it with energy.((Oh well. Hmm, can it be made reactive? Can a custom energy projectile of any type be suspended in a HEP beam like that? That's a good project for after the invasion.))
Go with an overcharged plasma cannon, see how much "ammo" will end up being possible to carry. Tally up the costs of planned modifications:
Tug: Armor plating, vernier thrusters, four gimbaled forward-facing laser cannons, PD turrets
Hauler, Modified hauler: Two cutting laser turrets apiece
Blackship-too: Full refit into flying custom plasma cannon mount, with original parts preserved for restoration
Courier: Several (four? six?) cutting laser turrets, two custom missiles with either kinamp-fusion or regular fusion warheads in the low kiloton range.
Depends on specifications. Though the sword would cost more the 1000, since we're not using the full capacity of the planet and such for this. Remember, we're rebuilding the control center along with other things.((You know, with the advent of resource limits, it might actually be better to recycle those ships back into RU and use that to build proper combat ships instead of refitted civilian ships.
Just sayin'.))
((Well, aren't the RU more symbolic of manufacturing capability, rather than actual resources? So tearing the ships apart more would actually cost RU? At least, assuming we're already tearing off the semi-modular bits, like engines and plating, and just refitting them together.
Of course, PW did say the effective cost of refitting those ships was ~300, IIRC. We know a perfect replica of the sword costs about 1000, we might as well ask how many smaller, more specialized warships can we make for 300 RU?))
((@piecewise: Gauss cannon is fine.Well, it's attached but it can be detached and put back into RU's.
@pyro: piecewise said all thats left is to watch it learn to walk, that implies the cannon has been attached.))
Observe spidertank.
Practice putting the civilian exosuit back together or have the repair bots fix it if that doesnt take a roll.
"I was hoping for something sounding a bit more impressive, maybe something like Goliath..."Quote from: Auron to GrateQuit being immature, noone is going to get in trouble except me.
To simus: You want me to not repair the civilian exosuit i recovered? Why on earth would i stop doing that?
To jack: "Oh hey Jack, Thanks for the help with the spiderbot. Any ideas on what we should call it?
"Crusher?"
"I was hoping for something sounding a bit more impressive, maybe something like Goliath..."Quote from: Auron to GrateQuit being immature, noone is going to get in trouble except me.
To simus: You want me to not repair the civilian exosuit i recovered? Why on earth would i stop doing that?
To jack: "Oh hey Jack, Thanks for the help with the spiderbot. Any ideas on what we should call it?
"Crusher?"
((...You told the child to quit being immature?))Quote from: Auron to GrateQuit being immature, noone is going to get in trouble except me.
I'm not being immature, I'm being concerned. And you'd better be right.
((Ive never enjoyed starcraft so i have no idea what you are on about, i was referring to Goliath beetles.))((I'm reminded of Worm.
Would you please explain to Auron that I am still his commander? Just a small buzz from his implant and a few words should do.
((You seem to forget that steve freed us all, using the shock collars to enforce your will is in direct conflict with that.))Quote from: Simus>SteveWould you please explain to Auron that I am still his commander? Just a small buzz from his implant and a few words should do.
((You seem to forget that steve freed us all, using the shock collars to enforce your will is in direct conflict with that.))Quote from: Simus>SteveWould you please explain to Auron that I am still his commander? Just a small buzz from his implant and a few words should do.
((You seem to forget that Steve freed us all, using the shock collars to enforce your will is in direct conflict with that.))((Steve said you are free to leave the ARM once we take over Hephaestus. As long as you are a member of ARM, shock implant stays. Steve wouldn't be as stupid as to give you all powerful weapons and positions with no means of enforcing the chain of command or keeping you from blowing up the Sword:
>I created the HMRC to gain fleshy agents for my plans. You're not prisoners, you're soldiers. When we finish this you'll be free to go. In fact, if you want, you can get off on Hephaestus and live out your life there.Underline mine.
-snip-((I like the Party Wagon. Black Death ain't bad either.))
((It's less "enforce Simus's will" than "alert Steve to a place his will should be enforced/reminded of the existence of".))((You seem to forget that steve freed us all, using the shock collars to enforce your will is in direct conflict with that.))Quote from: Simus>SteveWould you please explain to Auron that I am still his commander? Just a small buzz from his implant and a few words should do.
((Anyone can call themself a soldier when fighting for a cause, pretty words do not a military make. Without organised structure and official procedure we are nothing more then a private armed force. Also the UWM isnt gonna let any of us survive this, that is why we cannot leave until after the invasion.))((You seem to forget that Steve freed us all, using the shock collars to enforce your will is in direct conflict with that.))((Steve said you are free to leave the ARM once we take over Hephaestus. As long as you are a member of ARM, shock implant stays. Steve wouldn't be as stupid as to give you all powerful weapons and positions with no means of enforcing the chain of command or keeping you from blowing up the Sword:
((For the final time, i never intended to keep the mecha for myself.))>I created the HMRC to gain fleshy agents for my plans. You're not prisoners, you're soldiers. When we finish this you'll be free to go. In fact, if you want, you can get off on Hephaestus and live out your life there.Underline mine.
I don't think "live out your life on Hephaestus as a civilian" includes owning weapons and tanks.))
((It's less "enforce Simus's will" than "alert Steve to a place his will should be enforced/reminded of the existence of".))((You seem to forget that steve freed us all, using the shock collars to enforce your will is in direct conflict with that.))Quote from: Simus>SteveWould you please explain to Auron that I am still his commander? Just a small buzz from his implant and a few words should do.
((1. Steve clearly intends to make us a proper army, what with referring to us as soldiers and giving some people command positions and all.((Anyone can call themself a soldier when fighting for a cause, pretty words do not a military make. Without organised structure and official procedure we are nothing more then a private armed force. Also the UWM isnt gonna let any of us survive this, that is why we cannot leave until after the invasion.))((You seem to forget that Steve freed us all, using the shock collars to enforce your will is in direct conflict with that.))((Steve said you are free to leave the ARM once we take over Hephaestus. As long as you are a member of ARM, shock implant stays. Steve wouldn't be as stupid as to give you all powerful weapons and positions with no means of enforcing the chain of command or keeping you from blowing up the Sword:
((This isnt steves will, its Simus' panties in a bunch. Steve doesnt care how we defend the planet as long as we succeed.))((So you say...but I highly doubt you'll be able to sell this as anything but a waste of resources, with Simus or someone on the other side.))
((How about a massive laser instead? (http://supcom.wikia.com/wiki/Cybran_Experimental_Spiderbot)))((Very pretty, but we can build static emplacements that are more powerful, and lasers make lousy artillery. :P))
((We don't have any British people in the UWM, do we?
((UWM, not ARM..))((We don't have any British people in the UWM, do we?
*raises hand*
((We already control the world though. But building a laser on the moon is possible. It's on my to-do list, actually, right after "Build giant engines to fly Hephaestus", and "Make the Paracelsus' Sword transform into a samurai robot".))((Ha. Ha. Ha.))
((If they got sent to the HMRC, they were in the UWM. If they were in the UWM, others like them would be as well.))((UWM, not ARM..))((We don't have any British people in the UWM, do we?*raises hand*
((We already control the world though. But building a laser on the moon is possible. It's on my to-do list, actually, right after "Build giant engines to fly Hephaestus", and "Make the Paracelsus' Sword transform into a samurai robot".))
((Have you played Hammerfight? I want to fly Hephaestus so I can use its gravity well to swing the moon around like a flail. :P))((We already control the world though. But building a laser on the moon is possible. It's on my to-do list, actually, right after "Build giant engines to fly Hephaestus", and "Make the Paracelsus' Sword transform into a samurai robot".))
((Why not just strap rocket engines on the moon and cover it with weaponry?
"That's no moon!"
"Yes it is."))
((Don't forget to get a large quantity of gravity and vector automanipulators :P))((Have you played Hammerfight? I want to fly Hephaestus so I can use its gravity well to swing the moon around like a flail. :P))((We already control the world though. But building a laser on the moon is possible. It's on my to-do list, actually, right after "Build giant engines to fly Hephaestus", and "Make the Paracelsus' Sword transform into a samurai robot".))
((Why not just strap rocket engines on the moon and cover it with weaponry?
"That's no moon!"
"Yes it is."))
((Have you played Hammerfight? I want to fly Hephaestus so I can use its gravity well to swing the moon around like a flail. :P))((We already control the world though. But building a laser on the moon is possible. It's on my to-do list, actually, right after "Build giant engines to fly Hephaestus", and "Make the Paracelsus' Sword transform into a samurai robot".))
((Why not just strap rocket engines on the moon and cover it with weaponry?
"That's no moon!"
"Yes it is."))
"I was hoping for something sounding a bit more impressive, maybe something like Goliath..."Quote from: Auron to GrateQuit being immature, noone is going to get in trouble except me.
To simus: You want me to not repair the civilian exosuit i recovered? Why on earth would i stop doing that?
To jack: "Oh hey Jack, Thanks for the help with the spiderbot. Any ideas on what we should call it?
"Crusher?"
"Leviathan?"
It matters not that it is done. It matters that it was built in knowing violation of orders. Justify its continued existence, please. While you do, I am coming to see it for myself. I will pass judgememt after I arrive. Keep everything where it is.You walk over to the site of the as of yet unnamed spider tank's construction and watch as it wiggles it's legs and totters about like a drunk ladybug.
Simus goes to the site of the project's construction and examines it.
((I thought up a name for the kinamp-fusion warhead. The Atom Smusher. :P
Also, go with those, definitely. "More controlled" justifies some resource expenditure, especially when we have our public image to keep track of.))
Anton contacts Simus.
"XO, I'm sending you my current plan for retrofitting the ships we lifted out of the shipyard. Please review. It comes out to about a quarter of our budget total, so I'd like to see what you have to say about them. I'll start with some general prep work in the meantime."
Go with the kinamp-fusion warheads on the missiles, and tentatively finalize the designs pending input from Bishop and Simus. Send the ship parameters and retrofit summaries to Simus' wristpad. Arrange transports for parts from the Sword to the salvage yard, and see about hiring some regular workers to help.
((edit: Also, addressing an earlier point that I missed. We have no uniformity in design because we don't need several uniform craft doing the same thing. The Black Death (better name pending) will be our emergency aerospace response vehicle, in case our defenses are knocked out and we need to quickly respond to a Very Bad Situation. The Party Wagon (better name pending) will be the dedicated transport gunship of the Mobile Reserve, to respond to surprise attacks on the ground. The Southern Cross (that's the name I always pick for the Tug in Independence War 2... also, better name pending) is the heavy assault craft for the ship assault phase, or for really heavy air support. The other two ships are not meant to directly engage in combat, as we can't exactly outfit them as such, but they will be used to ferry regular troops around, and as such need at least basic weaponry.
All our craft have different roles, so they are very different. And of course they're all refitted civilian ships, but that's beside the point. :P))
))Quote from: Simus>SteveWould you please explain to Auron that I am still his commander? Just a small buzz from his implant and a few words should do.
((No I don't know what it says. It was some sort of OOC chatter and I poisoned the popcorn after you tried to use it to feed Africa or something.))((Oh, that. How the hell do you poison an infinite quantity of popcorn?))
Except I am your commander, or have you forgotten that I was placed in command of a team I was to choose for myself, and you were among those I chose. Though that seems to have been in error. Regardless of the wisdom of including you, I have not released you from my command, nor has Steve released you; or me, for that matter. Need I have Steve demonstrate this fact?((Burn! Especially the last bit.))
As for my other duties, they can be carried out remotely. You, on the other hand, deserve personal attention due to your continual defiance of orders.
And it would be better, if you truly are looking for a replacement weapons package, to remove it now. As you said yourself, "the algorithms used to teach it to walk haven't been running long and removing it during the learning process will cause issues later on due to the altered weight distribution profile especially if it is not replaced immediately." Replacing it immediately is the best solution, then.
Please inform Auron that yes indeed, I am in command of him for the time being. Don't spare the shock implant if you feel like it.
About the warheads, have they been tested (in VR, of course)? What makes a kinetic amp-boosted charge superior to the traditional fusion-type warheads? It's certainly more expensive, is there any way to properly justify that?
As for ship overhauls, I would think twice about your plans for refitting the blackship-esque one into a giant plasma cannon - I would like you to test that as well, is it worth the resources sunk into it for what return we get out of it?
As for the others, I see few issues. One that sticks at me is how, exactly, is that modified hauler, modified? I can see their use as mobile light air support, just wondering as to what, exactly, is different about that one?
Simus messages Steve:Make sure the GM notices this rather important message.Quote from: Simus>StevePlease inform Auron that yes indeed, I am in command of him for the time being. Don't spare the shock implant if you feel like it.
More messaging, this time to Anton:Quote from: Simus>AntonAbout the warheads, have they been tested (in VR, of course)? What makes a kinetic amp-boosted charge superior to the traditional fusion-type warheads? It's certainly more expensive, is there any way to properly justify that?
As for ship overhauls, I would think twice about your plans for refitting the blackship-esque one into a giant plasma cannon - I would like you to test that as well, is it worth the resources sunk into it for what return we get out of it?
As for the others, I see few issues. One that sticks at me is how, exactly, is that modified hauler, modified? I can see their use as mobile light air support, just wondering as to what, exactly, is different about that one?
The way I see it, a kinetic amp boosted warhead offers several advantages. The primary one, the one it was chosen for, is that it uses no polluting elements in its construction - without a fission bomb acting as an initiator, the device ends up with a pure fusion burn, giving maximum power with minimum long-term damage that we'd have to clean up later. Another factor is that the resulting warhead is more compact and lightweight than a fission-initiated one, yet with similar capacity for destructive power. But that is really secondary.
And yes, they've been VR-tested, though I can't say I'll mind testing them again. I have plans to make the warheads dial-a-yield, so that the shooter can choose how much destructive power to release.
For the Black Death, well... yes and no. As in, yes I think we'd get a good use out of the ship for the resource expenditure involved, but no I don't think that we'd get much of a "return" if we do end up needing to use it. The ship as-is, is not made to be a battlefield fighter. It's made to do a single run, to fly out and destroy something so bad and threatening that we'd risk all this hardware to do it, and by that point the situation is likely bad enough that the costs of the ship are a non-issue. It's a glass cannon, literally a flying six-shooter. Having it is like having a fire extinguisher. You spend the money to get the best one, and then you mount it on the wall and dearly hope to never have to use it.
Whether the resource expenditure is worth it is a good question indeed. I'm of the mindset that I'd really rather have it and not have to use it, than really have to use it, and not have it. I'll stage some VR tests against potential threats to see what we can expect to be able to defeat with it.
As for the rest... well, the modified hauler seems to have been some techs' off-time project to make one of these shuttles Jump-capable. They didn't quite get there, but assuming it survives the ordeal that is to come, outfitting it properly should be easy enough. I'm sure we'll have need of Jump-capable ships, either here or with the Sword.
"The cannon isnt the problem, the algorithms used to teach it to walk havent been running long and removing it during the learning process will cause issues later on due to the altered weight distribution profile especially if it is not replaced immediately."
prevent Simus removing the cannon unless i can quickly swap it for an electrolaser, preferably one around 15 ru and powered mostly by the shuttle reactor.
((Actually Thundertron sounds awesome, provided i can swap the gauss cannon for an electrolaser.))
Simus messages Steve:Auron makes his case for his scarab bot and Simus makes her case for him losing control of his bowels.Quote from: Simus>StevePlease inform Auron that yes indeed, I am in command of him for the time being. Don't spare the shock implant if you feel like it.
((And thus our argument will end with a lesson on why you don't ignore the chain of command, as delivered by the GM's in-character persona. It will be a shocking discovery for Auron, I think.
And Simus has no major issues with the base platform (apart from how it was built - using materials designated not for use, and just a general dislike for that sort of thing), or at least, she didn't. Since Auron persisted, I may dismantle it as well and see about repurposing its materials (not originally procured with RU, but we might be able to liquidate it into some).))
More messaging, this time to Anton:Quote from: Simus>AntonAbout the warheads, have they been tested (in VR, of course)? What makes a kinetic amp-boosted charge superior to the traditional fusion-type warheads? It's certainly more expensive, is there any way to properly justify that?
As for ship overhauls, I would think twice about your plans for refitting the blackship-esque one into a giant plasma cannon - I would like you to test that as well, is it worth the resources sunk into it for what return we get out of it?
As for the others, I see few issues. One that sticks at me is how, exactly, is that modified hauler, modified? I can see their use as mobile light air support, just wondering as to what, exactly, is different about that one?
((This should be fun to watch.Pre drop or post drop?
*steals some of Xantalos's infinite popcorn stash*))
Attempt to open up the Mission Replay thing, ideally in a separate "window". Mission 1, default settings. Grate+the people originally on that mission.
Unless something starts in the Tinker session.
((Now someone with art skills must draw commissar Simus. Or better yet, draw a generic robotic body so that we can use image editing software to make it appropriate to any situation.))((...
((Now someone with art skills must draw commissar Simus. Or better yet, draw a generic robotic body so that we can use image editing software to make it appropriate to any situation.))((...
A regular commissar, or a 40K commissar?))
((Now someone with art skills must draw commissar Simus. Or better yet, draw a generic robotic body so that we can use image editing software to make it appropriate to any situation.))((...
A regular commissar, or a 40K commissar?))
((According to most of the internet, there's only the latter.
Though, whether or not PW is aware of it, Commissar is actually quite close to the appropriate title for what I will be, it shares roughly the same root: Commissary, an officer in charge of supplying an army with provisions and equipment (and Commissariat).))
Pre drop or post drop?Pre-drop.
((Oh, if only you people could hear my laughter. Mark Hamill as the Joker is a close approximation.))((Oh god yes, that man is probably the best Joker voice ever. Though I will use this as evidence that Simus/Pyro has officially gone of the deep end now (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lb8fWUUXeKM).
((Oh, if only you people could hear my laughter. Mark Hamill as the Joker is a close approximation.))[Unholy uncon:5+1]
Is that clear enough for you, Auron? I should hope so, because the next step if you continue is forcible detainment. I gave you your chance to explain yourself, but I will not tolerate willful insubordination. Now remove it. And keep in mind that all potential weapons packages must be approved by me.
You run up to oldtime feyri, who seems not to know who you are, unsurprisingly, but voices a great deal of concern and disgust about a child being on this mission.Pre drop or post drop?Pre-drop.
Attempt to locate people I know.
Probably only succeed in locating Feyri because pretty much the only other person I know on that first mission would be Jim, who isn't four-armed or anything yet.
"Hi, Miss Feyri!"
((Hey, Tiruin, want to roleplay Virtual!Feyri?))
Be VR!Jim in Grate's Mission 1 sim. (Right now I believe that means we're in the briefing room.)You enjoying your flesh and gasmask? Because there's a chance you might not actually lose them this time. Assuming the hotdrop goes well.
Jim merely looked at Grate with a raised eyebrow, although this was impossible to see through the mirrored lenses of his gasmask. Huh. What use is a kid on this kind of mission, let alone the HMRC? His gaze went to the woman the kid addressed, then flicked back the speakers the green voice was coming from. "I've got my equipment. I'm ready to go as soon as these people are," he said, crossing his arms.
((Okay, so. Action actually incoming.))
Anton saves all the separate designs, and removes all but the Black Death and the Party Wagon from the scene. Then he separates the scenes for each ship, preparing to run scenarios to test their performance. "Testing, testing, one, two, three, testing..."
Create a series of VR tests to determine operational value of the refitted Courier and Blackship craft.
[For the Courier/"The Party Wagon"]
- Create a replica landscape of Hephaestus, specifically one of the important locations the UWM might strike at.
- Populate the vicinity of the site with UWM troops, as they would be if they were taking over the site, dropships, support armor and all.
Determine the minimum safe distance for launching the kinamp-fusion missiles, both for the ship itself and the target. Compare the short-term and long-term damage inflicted on the troops and the area between using the kinamp-fusion warheads, regular 5Kt nuclear warheads, and a Fission Instigator. Compare RU costs for outfitting the craft with either.
[For the Blackship/"The Black Death"]
- Replicate any location of Hephaestus, atmosphere and the space above it.
Compile a list of threats that the UWM fleet may pose. Orbitally launched nuclear missiles, kinetic impactors, small/large asteroids, subcapital ships used for close-range battlefield air interdiction, etc. Spare no expense to audacity. Throw in a hypothetical deployment of an Avatar of War against us, and a scenario where a ship was attempting to flee with something into the jumppoint, and needed interception.
Test how well would the Black Death be capable of responding to the threats, using either the Plasma Cannon, or the Laser Cannon loadout. How much forewarning would be needed to reach the target from the launch site at the base, be the target in atmosphere or in space (i.e. a kinetic impactor can't really be intercepted - but a ship can be stopped from firing if the intent is detected in time).
((Ahhahahaha oh gog. You know, once we overthrow the UWM, I don't think there will be a problem with us gradually becoming a corrupt government.The salvage yard blows up and Anton barely even leaves Tinker.
We'll self-destruct long before then.))
"..did anybody else feel that just now?"
Anton notices what seems to be a shudder running through the Sword, even from within VR. Concerned, he saves the scene, exits VR, and backs the designs up on his datapad just in case, while addressing Steve.
"Steve? Are we having seismic activity or something around here? Or did someone find another shipyard to kick a nuke down into? I'm trying to work here, and I'd appreciate it if things don't start suddenly disintegrating around me. It tends to throw off my concentration."
Back up my virtual hard work in case something happens. Query Steve. If there's nothing I can personally do to help (being mostly just a tech without fire-fighting or heavy lifting equipment, or even a decent means of transportation), return to VR, get those tests done, and get out to the salvage yard to assess the damage.
The salvage yard blows up and Anton barely even leaves Tinker.((Well, what would you have him do? He doesn't know what happened, and even once he finds out he has little capability to help. Simple truth of having work to do - if something bad happens and you are powerless to prevent it or help, best you can do is keep working. Work's gotta get done either way.))
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((...Doesn't Simus always wear the phase suit? Shouldn't she get a will roll?))I'm gonna assume that she didn't see it coming because she was in the middle of jumping away and explosions are fast.
((AHAHAHAHAHAHA((Indeed. I was laughing so much that people were giving me funny looks.
Wow that was even better than the time I accidentally killed 40+ people.))
Dear Everyone,He then got back to the VR.
What happened? Can I help?
Sincerely,
Grate
((...Doesn't Simus always wear the phase suit? Shouldn't she get a will roll?))I'm gonna assume that she didn't see it coming because she was in the middle of jumping away and explosions are fast.
Not that it really matters for her; she just needs to sit in the infirmary for a bit.
((According to your sheet you left it on the ship anyway.
Has anyone else noticed how my characters always take lethal damage only when off mission?))
Rad suit on over the Phase Armor, and climbing harness on over that.
Auron just attempted to murder me. As it is, he committed suicide by accident, but still managed to bust up my body pretty badly by proxy. Get a shuttle and come to my coordinates, or get someone who can retrieve me. I'm going to be stuck in a chemical bath for a while, and my skeleton is going to need replacing.
((Yeah but you were asking for it, you did electrocute Auron after he told you he would swap the weapon out like you wanted.))((Mind providing quotes? I seem to recall Auron quite strongly refusing to acquiesce to Simus's requests.))
((Yeah but you were asking for it, you did electrocute Auron after he told you he would swap the weapon out like you wanted.))((Mind providing quotes? I seem to recall Auron quite strongly refusing to acquiesce to Simus's requests.))
((And i tolerated your constant harassment for a while, then i got sick of it.((Yeah but you were asking for it, you did electrocute Auron after he told you he would swap the weapon out like you wanted.))((Mind providing quotes? I seem to recall Auron quite strongly refusing to acquiesce to Simus's requests.))
((And I seem to recall the cause being repeated insubordination, even if he did acknowledge, he was insubordinate about it. She tolerated it for a while, but you kept on doing it.
And I would bet that if we were to hold a court martial for you, the other players would side with me, for the most part, Unholy.))
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And you cant court martial Auron because we are not a military.((Fine, court normal.
Also you would have to court martial xan first because actively tried to murder someone, i only tried to cripple you.))((And you did so in a way that lead to death. Incompetence at attempted crippling should bump up your sentence.
((How is it attempted crippling? It was a successful crippling.))((With additional...side effects.))
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Also, that guy was an acceptable murder by Doctor death match standards.
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((What, she and Flint have a thing going?))Spoiler: OOC (click to show/hide)
((Then Flint will murder Auron too.))
Yes it did lead to death, my death. Suicide is punishment enough for incompetance.you would have to court martial xan first because actively tried to murder someone, i only tried to cripple you.))((And you did so in a way that lead to death. Incompetence at attempted crippling should bump up your sentence.
Also, what murder are you thinking of?))
((Pyros character is no more important than fishman was. we are all expendable and simus can be easily replaced if necessary.))+1+1Spoiler: OOC (click to show/hide)
Also, that guy was an acceptable murder by Doctor death match standards.
((Oh yeah, him. That. Also, it wasn't a CO and was back when murder was no biggie.))
((What, she and Flint have a thing going?))
Mesk spiking Flint's food with aphrodisiacs to make him have sex with a toaster.
((Suicide isn't a puinishment at all. If you get a robody, it's a reward.))Yes it did lead to death, my death. Suicide is punishment enough for incompetance.you would have to court martial xan first because actively tried to murder someone, i only tried to cripple you.))((And you did so in a way that lead to death. Incompetence at attempted crippling should bump up your sentence.
Also, what murder are you thinking of?))
((Wrong.((Pyros character is no more important than fishman was. we are all expendable and simus can be easily replaced if necessary.))+1+1Spoiler: OOC (click to show/hide)
Also, that guy was an acceptable murder by Doctor death match standards.
((Oh yeah, him. That. Also, it wasn't a CO and was back when murder was no biggie.))
((And simus put herself in a position to be assaulted by being an insufferable arrogant twat.((Yes, that's such an excellent defense. "He annoyed me, your honor! I had no choice!"
((Also i may be traitorous but simus is the ones with delusions of grandeur.))((How, by exercising the rank Steve gave her? And then contacting Steve to confirm his approval?))
((How is it attempted crippling? It was a successful crippling.))((Heh. Heh heh. Nice one.))
"Flint, what the hell happened here?! God darn-it, you'd think we could go a day without something blowing up, but nooooo, everyday something has to explode. Ugh."((Isn't it the same day as the last several things to blow up?))
((What an excellent point, for all you guys know this could all be grates fault.))"Flint, what the hell happened here?! God darn-it, you'd think we could go a day without something blowing up, but nooooo, everyday something has to explode. Ugh."((Isn't it the same day as the last several things to blow up?))
((How the hell would Grate have done this?))((What an excellent point, for all you guys know this could all be grates fault.))"Flint, what the hell happened here?! God darn-it, you'd think we could go a day without something blowing up, but nooooo, everyday something has to explode. Ugh."((Isn't it the same day as the last several things to blow up?))
((Let me see... grate does some sort of space magic supernova thing spawning heaps of anomalies and causing significant structural damage. If that damage extended to a tank of highly reactive fuel weakening its structural integrity and it suddenly bursts for whatever reason, what do you think the logical outcome will be?))((How the hell would Grate have done this?))((What an excellent point, for all you guys know this could all be grates fault.))"Flint, what the hell happened here?! God darn-it, you'd think we could go a day without something blowing up, but nooooo, everyday something has to explode. Ugh."((Isn't it the same day as the last several things to blow up?))
((Indirectly, by continuing to exist despite several normally permanent deaths? Also, he helped Auron gather parts. But I guess Auron's rebellious magpie tendencies finally.... blew up in his face. >_>))((How the hell would Grate have done this?))((What an excellent point, for all you guys know this could all be grates fault.))"Flint, what the hell happened here?! God darn-it, you'd think we could go a day without something blowing up, but nooooo, everyday something has to explode. Ugh."((Isn't it the same day as the last several things to blow up?))
((Let me see... grate does some sort of space magic supernova thing spawning heaps of anomalies and causing significant structural damage. If that damage extended to a tank of highly reactive fuel weakening its structural integrity and it suddenly bursts for whatever reason, what do you think the logical outcome will be?))((That it would either explode immediately or not until some other stimulus causes it to explode? And also that it would probably be noticed when searching for things that need to be fixed?))
((Indirectly, by continuing to exist despite several normally permanent deaths?((I don't follow. How would Grate's deaths make something very far from Grate blow up?))
Also, he helped Auron gather parts.(("Grate helped me! He's the guilty one, I'm innocent!"
((Note to Paris: I don't think anybody but those two saw what happened (not sure if any witnesses), and since neither can really tell us right now, for all our characters know that explosion was an accident. I mean, it could be a bit meta to assume they'd know Auron was the cause of this. Though Steve might be able to tell us next turn.))((I'm assuming Steve is going to tell me something. But even if he doesn't, it's not like I'm going to do anything to him next round. I'm just planning to do something to him. Getting my revenge-options cataloged. A dynamic bonus for revenge (http://images1.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20100214010524/simpsons/images/4/4c/Homerbast.jpg)if you will.))
"Flint, what the hell happened here?! God darn-it, you'd think we could go a day without something blowing up, but nooooo, everyday something has to explode. Ugh. You go grab Simus, I'll get Auron, he's the heaviest of the two.""Fuck if I know. You'd think things would have quieted down by now." said Flint while scanning the area with his cameyes. "I think there were people out there. I'm going to go check it out. They may need our help." With that, he fired his rockets and headed towards the area.
((You mean stimulus like the internal pressure of the fuel building up because it was shaken until it reached a point where the weakened tank gave out spraying fuek great speed and exposing it to oxygen and scrapyard chemicals?((Let me see... grate does some sort of space magic supernova thing spawning heaps of anomalies and causing significant structural damage. If that damage extended to a tank of highly reactive fuel weakening its structural integrity and it suddenly bursts for whatever reason, what do you think the logical outcome will be?))((That it would either explode immediately or not until some other stimulus causes it to explode? And also that it would probably be noticed when searching for things that need to be fixed?))
VR!Jim heads to the pod, ready to drop with his microwave amp in his head and his monoatomic razor in hand, as he did in the original mission.
((Ahhahahaha oh gog. You know, once we overthrow the UWM, I don't think there will be a problem with us gradually becoming a corrupt government.
We'll self-destruct long before then.))
"..did anybody else feel that just now?"
Anton notices what seems to be a shudder running through the Sword, even from within VR. Concerned, he saves the scene, exits VR, and backs the designs up on his datapad just in case, while addressing Steve.
"Steve? Are we having seismic activity or something around here? Or did someone find another shipyard to kick a nuke down into? I'm trying to work here, and I'd appreciate it if things don't start suddenly disintegrating around me. It tends to throw off my concentration."
Back up my virtual hard work in case something happens. Query Steve. If there's nothing I can personally do to help (being mostly just a tech without fire-fighting or heavy lifting equipment, or even a decent means of transportation), return to VR, get those tests done, and get out to the salvage yard to assess the damage.
((Who else saw that coming?))
Upon hearing the explosion, Flint dropped his datapad, got into Gilgamesh and run to investigate. When he noticed the fire, he immediately sprung to action.
"Steve! What the hell was that? Was there anyone out there? Do they need help?"
Use rocket pods to fly as fast as possible while remaining safe. Carry anyone who wants to help if possible. Priority is to rescue Simus and Auron. Simus first if I have to choose.
Then, if necessary and/or helpful (that means if the fire could damage something useful and they can't extinguish it without my help), acquire large canisters of fire extinguishing fluid from the AM and use Gilgamesh's strength and mobility to help with the extinguishing. If no fire extinguishing fluid or other material (large pieces of dirt for example) is available to douse the flames, see if I can collapse something to cover the flames. Do not actually collapse anything though.
If no fire extinguishing help is needed and the Rescue is successful, stand by Simus until she wakes up while thinking of the best ways to inflict maximum pain on Auron without actually killing him. Maybe also ask the Doctor if he has any torture suggestions/advice or if he wants to have some fun with him. Or better yet, ask the Doc if I could give him 12 tokens + Auron for my horse-thing. ((Turning Auron into my horse would be a good punishment now that I think about it. The traitorous loose cannon with delusions of grandeur turned into an obedient mount. Almost poetic. And marginally worse than being executed by Simus.))
Leave Auron to me.
((AHAHAHAHAHAHA((Indeed. I was laughing so much that people were giving me funny looks.
Wow that was even better than the time I accidentally killed 40+ people.))
Although it might have also been the tone of the laugh. Kinda high-pitched.))
Grate looks around confusedly for a moment before rationalizing that the big people would take care of it and let him know if he could help. Just in case...Quote from: Grate -> AllDear Everyone,He then got back to the VR.
What happened? Can I help?
Sincerely,
Grate
Locate a seat in the shuttle/drop pod/whatever. Try not to get splattered.
(( Dutifully updated. And here I was thinking I'd need to update it for the 4 days or so I was being sick XD ))Well, there's damage, but no more fire. Damage includes:
Skylar looks up from whatever random repair job he was doing and sees the glow from the salvage yard.
Uh... Steve? What just happened? ... and do you know where we can find some fire suppression systems?
Go investigate the damage, preferably with the fire suppression system Steve directed us to :P
((Well that was awesome.))
be dead, hopefully wake up in the infirmary, feel extremely justified.
((Gonna hop over to this thread real quick, I doubt anyone could not have heard that anyways.))
Upon hearing the disastrous explosion, Miyamoto is wakened from his temporary stupor and jolts into action. Luckily, the awesome strength of synthflesh lets him get there fast (for a multi-ton monster).
"Flint, what the hell happened here?! God darn-it, you'd think we could go a day without something blowing up, but nooooo, everyday something has to explode. Ugh. You go grab Simus, I'll get Auron, he's the heaviest of the two."
Run over to ground zero, rescue the two 'splosion victims. If Flint gets here to, rescue Auron while he does Simus. Once in theinfirmaryhangar (too big for hallways, I forgot), get him out of his exosuit (will be needed for operations anyway) and deliver him to medical personnel, while saying the following to whoever takes him off my hands:
"I'm not sure what happened, but as far as I know he was discussing things with Simus, and next thing you know there's a big explosion and people are dead. I wanna get to the bottom of this, so once you've fixed him bring him to me, ok? Keep him sedated or restrained until then if you have to. If you're not sure whether you're allowed to do that, check with Steve, he'll back me up."
Then help with the firefighting, either with manip (if I feel like I have the mental reserves for it, if yes bend away oxygen so the fire can't spread) or by grabbing whatever equipment there is in the hangar (I'm assuming a spaceship hangar would have some stuff for that lying around, if not wait for some crewmember to bring in some).
((Note to Paris: I don't think anybody but those two saw what happened (not sure if any witnesses), and since neither can really tell us right now, for all our characters know that explosion was an accident. I mean, it could be a bit meta to assume they'd know Auron was the cause of this. Though Steve might be able to tell us next turn.))Quote((How is it attempted crippling? It was a successful crippling.))((Heh. Heh heh. Nice one.))
I request that you do not do any work on the one brought in here with me. Not yet. Please accompany me to him, if you can.
Hey buddy you remember how i wanted a robobody before but i was too intact?
I think im eligible now, can you stick me in one asap? Or at least put a rush on installing some roboguts? think simus is planning to kill me again.
((By the way, Steve likely wont know what happened and Simus will only have suspicions.
Simus only caught Aurons action out of the corner of her eye and lasers are invisible, not to mention the fact that my laser rifle is mounted on the underside of my arm so my video isnt gonna show anything but me lying on the ground then raising my hand to her in a manner that could well have been a desperate "take the gun just dont electrocute me again" gesture.
Judging by the fact steve didnt warn us about the IR tripwires last mission its pretty safe to say our suit cameras dont pick up lasers either, so Simus video will also be useless as evidence against me.))
Funny thing here is all five of your arguments are invalid.((By the way, Steve likely wont know what happened and Simus will only have suspicions.
Simus only caught Aurons action out of the corner of her eye and lasers are invisible, not to mention the fact that my laser rifle is mounted on the underside of my arm so my video isnt gonna show anything but me lying on the ground then raising my hand to her in a manner that could well have been a desperate "take the gun just dont electrocute me again" gesture.
Judging by the fact steve didnt warn us about the IR tripwires last mission its pretty safe to say our suit cameras dont pick up lasers either, so Simus video will also be useless as evidence against me.))
((Except you've 5 things wrong, there.
- She may have only seen it from the corner of her eye, but a heavy weapon being pointed at your chest looks nothing like a ""take the gun just dont electrocute me again" gesture".
- Simus has Cameyes - she can see in the IR spectrum normally. Guess what spectrum the lasers are in?
- Steve didn't warn of them because he couldn't see them - through the team's suit cameras. The suit cameras, however, aren't Steve's primary view - the shipboard cameras, internal and external, are. And it would be a bad assumption to think that he can't see IR through those. And, he had a pretty damn clear view of what happened, even if he didn't see the laser pulse.
- Steve can see from your angle too. Your angle, which shows you pretty clearly AIMING at my chest, though your suit cameras can't show IR, they can show what you're aiming at.
- Even if it came to your word against mine, which it most probably won't, my word holds greater weight as a result of my position. Even if you don't think my position is legitimate, Steve and everyone else pretty clearly do.))
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((By the way, Steve likely wont know what happened and Simus will only have suspicions...((You're assuming that Simus's suit doesn't have a camera and that Steve has no other way of surveying the scene. And as for the "Don't electrocute me" gesture? Don't be absurd. How would the tank have exploded, then? And try finding a position where you can aim the gun anything like accurately without showing what you're doing to the suitcam.))
((Um, why would the laser radiate radiation any direction other than the one it was pointed in? This ain't Star Wars. And those never really act like lasers anyways...))
- Simus has Cameyes - she can see in the IR spectrum normally. Guess what spectrum the lasers are in?
((Especially given that Auron would have an excellent reason to lie if he shot Simus, but Simus would have basically none if he didn't.))
- Even if it came to your word against mine, which it most probably won't, my word holds greater weight as a result of my position. Even if you don't think my position is legitimate, Steve and everyone else pretty clearly do.))
1. My laser is mounted on the underside of my arm, i have to point it at you in order to make a plaintative gesture. Ergo both actions appear identical.((...How the hell do you aim that thing?!?))
2. Simus can see in the IR spectrum, she was not however scanning for thermal signatures and therefore would not have been able to see the pulse.((It's an active ability? Sounds more like it would be passive.))
3. There is no gaurantee steve could see us when we are in the middle of the scrapyard surrounded by junk and recovered ships and Auron is collapsed on the floor, plus if steve didnt see the laser pulse hes not gonna be able to say what exactly just happened.((It's not hard to extrapolate. Especially since Steve has access, direct or no, to every sensory device on Hephaestus.))
5. Im gonna win because im more important is not an argument, if that worked i could just walk up to smurfington and take his tokens saying he lost a bet to me and everyone would be forced to agree with me because im a veteran and hes only a newbie. That shit will never fly.))((Well, again, we are forced to go to the "Who has more reason to lie?" thing. And the "You're not actually an officer, you jerk" thing. And the "Steve is watching your stupid behind" thing.))
((Um, why would the laser radiate radiation any direction other than the one it was pointed in? This ain't Star Wars. And those never really act like lasers anyways...))
- Simus has Cameyes - she can see in the IR spectrum normally. Guess what spectrum the lasers are in?
((Oh.))((Considering we use continuous-beam lasers (no idea why other than that's the stereotypical laser weapon, a pulsed laser would be much more effective - if not as impressive, blasting craters and shooting holes rather than slicing or cutting) and are in an atmosphere, there would be some scattering from the beam - not enough to attenuate it, not at this distance - but enough to likely be seen if you had an IR filter on. Same principle as to why you can see the beam of the lasers that a lot of amateur astronomers use.))((Um, why would the laser radiate radiation any direction other than the one it was pointed in? This ain't Star Wars. And those never really act like lasers anyways...))
- Simus has Cameyes - she can see in the IR spectrum normally. Guess what spectrum the lasers are in?
Someone tried to laser someone else over putting a glass cannon of a thermonuclear cannon on a base that would be horrendously inefficient as well as incredibly dangerous which at that point caused massive damage to both Artie's involved?We forgive you. It's happened to most of us.
Man, at least my last action in lasering the control panel wasn't as bad as that, sorry about that, by the way.
Someone tried to lasersomeone elsetheir commanding officer over putting aglasscannonof a thermonuclear cannonthat fires shells the size of Grate on a base that would be horrendously inefficient as well as incredibly dangerouswhich at that point caused massive damage to both Artie's involved?and instead hit a volatiles tank that exploded and killed the shooter and seriously damaged the CO?
((Fixed that for you.))Someone tried to laser a power mad robot over being electrocuted for agreeing to replace a gauss cannon that fires shells the size of Grate on a base that would be highly mobile as well as incredibly dangerous and instead hit a volatiles tank that exploded and killed the shooter and seriously damaged the power mad robot?
((Fixed that for you.
Still, it is worse than you lasering the Blackship's control panel.)
((Why does it matter that she's a robot? That's just prejudiced.))((Fixed that for you.))Someone tried to laser a power mad robot over being electrocuted for agreeing to replace a gauss cannon that fires shells the size of Grate on a base that would be highly mobile as well as incredibly dangerous and instead hit a volatiles tank that exploded and killed the shooter and seriously damaged the power mad robot?
((Fixed that for you.
Still, it is worse than you lasering the Blackship's control panel.)
Mm, did my character just fade away or did one of you take up on the characters promise to kill him? Because I'm thinking of getting back in once I've figured out how many turns have gone by.((I don't think anyone's threatened to kill you, but I don't even know who your character is and have only vague guesses of how many of his original limbs he still possesses.))
((So, you shot Simus for Steve electrocuting you? And you didn't agree, or rather you only technically agreed...and didn't agree to her conditions.((Fixed that for you.))Someone tried to laser a power mad robot over being electrocuted for agreeing to replace a gauss cannon that fires shells the size of Grate on a base that would be highly mobile as well as incredibly dangerous and instead hit a volatiles tank that exploded and killed the shooter and seriously damaged the power mad robot?((Fixed that for you.
Still, it is worse than you lasering the Blackship's control panel.)
((Simus ordered the electrocution and steve informed auron of that over the PA system. Saying "She has the power to electrocute you" is pretty damn clear what happened.
She told me to replace the weapon, i told her to fetch a suitable replacement. How did i not agree?))
((She's not saying "Shock him!", she's saying "Shocking may be in order. I trust your judgement on the matter.Quote from: Simus>SteveDon't spare the shock implant if you feel like it.
((Apologies in advance to Grate if I toss the hand at him before trying to tase it. Or if I just hit him by accident. Anton's never really managed to hit any enemy he's been ever aiming for, so...))((Where are you, again?))
((Where are you, again?))((In the rec room. Anton was perusing the VR machines to try and carry out performance tests on the Black Death and the Party Wagon, but was interrupted first by the salvage yard exploding, and then Mesk's little creeping pet. Since Grate is currently in VR and is unaware of his surroundings...))
Also, how long till simus goes full lemongrab?((T-minus negative ten minutes.
((I would recommend consulting auron before tampering with his spiderbot.((If the spiderbot is a hazard to other people though, Miya may be forced to (temporarily) shut it down until someone comes over to ensure it won't trample people. And good luck stepping on an Avatar.))
Theres also the matter of it hasnt been programmed to stop if a person gets in the way, it may step on you to aid in its learning of how to pass uneven terrain.))
(I completely disagree. I disapprove of bullshit backstabbery.)
(I've made my stance on lethal PvP pretty clear in a lot of places. Suffice to say I'm not a fan. 'Secret' PvP actions are even worse. As it stands, I'm fine with non-lethal sparring and stuff. Should be pretty obvious from the fact Jim fought Milno twice, Feyri once, and kind of sort of wrestled with Elisaz for a few turns.)
((I too dissaprove of bullshit backstabbery murder for personal gain, my action was mrant to be a non-lethal retaliatory strike which several people saw coming.((I ain't touching it as long as it ain't stomping people.))
And the spiderbot isnt a hazard unless you go near it, just leave it alone until Auron gets out of the infirmary.))
((Wouldn't that be T+10m?))QuoteAlso, how long till simus goes full lemongrab?((T-minus negative ten minutes.
Anyways, it seems Miya isn't needed here anymore for the moment, so I'll hop back to the other thread, if that's ok.((I'd write some snarkily critical piece about your abandonment, but I'm just not feeling it.))
You known, in a way it's sad that Steve is always watching our every move, limits sneaky backstabbery and related things (like killing a teammate, stealing his stuff and dumping the body). Would've been interesting to see whether Auron could bullshit his way out of this :P ))((Indeed.))
(I completely disagree. I disapprove of bullshit backstabbery.)((But it's so fun to watch!))
((I too dissaprove of bullshit backstabbery murder for personal gain,((Yes, backstabbery murder for petty vengeance is so much better.))
And the spiderbot isnt a hazard unless you go near it, just leave it alone until Auron gets out of the infirmary.))((It's a walking spiderbot, which you gave NO programming about not wandering near inhabited areas. I'm amazed piecewise hasn't been rolling to see if it's getting close to CRAP I shouldn't be giving him ideas.))
To be fair, Steve, it was the old guy that doomed us. What I did could've happened to anyone.
>At least his was done out of a desire to advance the mission given to him. You were just trying to maim a teammate.
Yeah, You'd be surprised what I can deduce from your suit's biofeedback sensors.
@Radio: Yes. I will never play Mafia as a rule, and I wasn't interested in Perplexicon despite the GM because it was geared for PvP. I don't like it in general, either, though. It's just bad blood waiting to happen. As for PMs, that's if you have anything else you want to ask me about.((Well, if it's just a personal dislike, there isn't a whole lot more to discuss, I think.))
((Xans biofeedback is a lot easier to deduce than Aurons as he uses amps which would display a very distinctive pattern of neural activity, Auron was still reeling from being electrocuted so his neural patters would be all scrambled and hard to decipher.))((You sure? We don't know how good those sensors are, or what they exactly measure, so saying they'll be garbled seems like baseless conjecture. And if anything, Steve probably registered the rush of endorphins when Auron saw Simus getting impaled like that :P ))
((Xans biofeedback is a lot easier to deduce than Aurons as he uses amps which would display a very distinctive pattern of nueral activity, Auron was still reeling from being electrocuted so his nueral patters would be all scrambled and hard to decipher.))((What makes you think that Steve's sensors are anywhere but in one's own skull? Or that "I'm going to kill/maim Simus" could be mistaken for "Argh the pain"? Steve isn't stupid.))
((Xans biofeedback is a lot easier to deduce than Aurons as he uses amps which would display a very distinctive pattern of nueral activity, Auron was still reeling from being electrocuted so his nueral patters would be all scrambled and hard to decipher.))((What makes you think that Steve's sensors are anywhere but in one's own skull? Or that "I'm going to kill/maim Simus" could be mistaken for "Argh the pain"? Steve isn't stupid.))
Yeah, You'd besurprised whatI can deduce from your suit's
biofeedback sensors.
((Xans biofeedback is a lot easier to deduce than Aurons as he uses amps which would display a very distinctive pattern of nueral activity, Auron was still reeling from being electrocuted so his nueral patters would be all scrambled and hard to decipher.))((What makes you think that Steve's sensors are anywhere but in one's own skull? Or that "I'm going to kill/maim Simus" could be mistaken for "Argh the pain"? Steve isn't stupid.))Quote from: piecewiseYeah, You'd besurprised whatI can deduce from your suit's
biofeedback sensors.
Thats what makes me think they arent in my skull, so chances are they are measuring the brains electrical activity instead of its chemical production and aurons brain just had a jiggawatt flowing through it.
-snip-((If your brain had a "jiggawatt" charge flowing through it, you would be permadead. Hell, if your brain had a significant charge flowing through it, you would be dead or brain-damaged. The shocking stuff is probably more in the peripheral nervous system, or maybe the spinal column. Or, you know, not (directly) affecting the nervous system at all. Moreover, if electrical activity was disrupted enough that Steve couldn't detect it, it would be disrupted enough that you would likely be somewhere on a continuum between "comatose" and "even more insane than HMRC folks". Oh, and the hostile action was taken after recovering from the shock. Again, if brain activity was still disrupted by that point, you would be experiencing mental difficulties of some sort.))
Thats what makes me think they arent in my skull, so chances are they are measuring the brains electrical activity instead of its chemical production and aurons brain just had a jiggawatt flowing through it.
2:External sensors can monitor a lot more than just electrical activity. They can (and Steve would more than likely have) measure blood pressure, pulse, respiration, body temperature, blood-oxygen saturation, motion, skin conductivity, and probably more.))((That too.))
((GWG, Unholy spoke in units of Watts, that is, energy transfer (also, jigga- is a corruption of giga-). That doesn't imply amperage (current), but a Gigawatt would require 476190476190 volts every second (Watts are a measure of Joules per second) if you have 2.1 milliamps (equivalent to a Taser, suffecient for neuromuscular disruption).))((And how likely is it that...
Jim waits in the infirmary for the two to wake up so he can get an explanation for what exactly happened out there. "Steve, do we have external cameras on the ship? If so, can I get the footage of what caused the explosion? I'll take the view from their cams if I have to."
>Auron tried to shoot Simus and missed. His shot hit a fuel tank and boom. Fairly simple.
VR!Jim waits for impact patiently. Once they land - if they land - he immediately dives for cover.
((Intentional.))
Yes, drop.
Realize only upon landing that unarmedness was a bad idea.
Look around, determine how hurt people are.
*sigh* Can't get anything done without an explosion, can we.Spider tank cannot be controlled remotely.
@Someone In Authority (probably Simus) Pretty minor damage out here, all said. Salvage yard has taken a beating, but most of the ships are at least intact, and the walker is still going. Unless you want me to leave it alone, I'm going to go bring that thing to heel first, in case it causes more damage.
... Anyone know if it has wireless control?
Head over to the spider tank, see if it looks like it's possible to control it remotely.
Prepare to do so if possible, otherwise ask someone to give me a lift onto it's control unit.
Help Kriellya stop the thing if he needs help. Give him a lift.(Well auron didn't say to be subtle about it in his secret post, so I just assumed he jerked the weapon up and pointed it at her.)
Else, go ask the Doc if I could get my mount for 12 tokens.
((Simus jumped out of the way. Unless HMRC members all dive for cover the moment they see a shadow in the corner of their eye, she knows what happened. And Steve can tell when someone is about to overload his amp if he puts his minds to it. He knows what happened.))
((Pfft. Dammit, Mesk! XD))You pull the hand of your face and toss it across the room
"Какого...?! AAAAAH! GetthefuckoffamyfacewhatthehellI'mgoingtoGRAAH!"
Anton, after a brief freakout, tosses the appendage away from himself. "Твою мать! Whose idea of a prank is this? Whoever you are, I hope you're still connected!"
Toss the self-propelled hand away. Flip the safety on the Red Hand, and tase the thing until it stops moving.
((Apologies in advance to Grate if I toss the hand at him before trying to tase it. Or if I just hit him by accident. Anton's never really managed to hit any enemy he's been ever aiming for, so...))
((PW, I'm sure that, in Unholy's eyes, Simus - and by extension, me - already is.
Too bad for Auron, she's not that ineffectual.))
Simus waits until she is repaired enough to move, then goes to where Auron is currently festooned with life support equipment. She stares at him for a few minutes. ((And I am at least giving you warning of a secret action.))
While she was waiting, she composed a message, to the Doctor:Quote from: Simus>The DoctorI request that you do not do any work on the one brought in here with me. Not yet. Please accompany me to him, if you can.
((Yaay.((You can stop arguing now.))Jim waits in the infirmary for the two to wake up so he can get an explanation for what exactly happened out there. "Steve, do we have external cameras on the ship? If so, can I get the footage of what caused the explosion? I'll take the view from their cams if I have to.">Auron tried to shoot Simus and missed. His shot hit a fuel tank and boom. Fairly simple.
VR!Jim grabs Grate and drags him into the nearest rock cover. "Get your head down, kid!" Then he looks at the wreckage (from cover, he's not going back over there) to see if it's possible to salvage any of Milno or Ivan's equipment."Miss Feyri's dead..."
Maybe, but it's why I asked you accompany me - I know I might've done something stupid and left him with all the support off. That, and your input. How much of the chemical would it take to tone down a person's emotions so as to render emotional impulses either severely reduced, or void altogether? Or another method altogether, I'm only familiar with the one possibility.
Shut it down as soon as you are able. If you think you can, get that inane cannon off of it and send it back to Steve for recycling. Leave the base itself be, though - it's scrap-made, not worth anything, may as well keep it intact. Maybe try to find a more appropriate weapons package for it.
We'll build under that Aurora, and underground as much as possible, with the tunnels our entrance. I don't have any particular design scruples other than let's make it as efficient as we can, while still being defensible - and an elevator off of the main control room's hall that leads to a special level, with a conference room and facilities for me and the others who elect to stay with me.
Any who would consider staying here with me, I would like to meet sometime soon to review you. If you're not otherwise occupied, meet me in the Sword's conference room. It's going to take a bit for my repairs to finish, so no hurry, but I need to see you.
"Hey, hey! Stop shooting Manny!""What? Mesk? I ought to shoot you, dammit!"
Yell at Anton, tackle him if he doesn't stop shooting.
Any who would consider staying here with me, I would like to meet sometime soon to review you. If you're not otherwise occupied, meet me in the Sword's conference room. It's going to take a bit for my repairs to finish, so no hurry, but I need to see you.
I'll see you there once I'm done testing these, XO, but I'd say it's too early for the talk of staying or leaving. Let's see if we don't get blasted off this planet by the UWM first - then we'll know for sure who can stay.
That's all right. And right now, I just want a rough estimate - it's for planning a part of the new HQ, albeit a part of secondary importance.
Also, minor suggestion on the clean fusion bomb concept, try using a z-pinch magnetic field to crush a FRC plasmoid in a lithium shell. Should ignite with any fusion fuels you care to use, and it's clean (apart from any neutron radiation from the fusion reaction - that's unavoidable with most fusion fuels). Little bit more complicated mechanism, but probably cheaper than kinetic amps.
Quote from: Simus>AntonThat's all right. And right now, I just want a rough estimate - it's for planning a part of the new HQ, albeit a part of secondary importance.
Also, minor suggestion on the clean fusion bomb concept, try using a z-pinch magnetic field to crush a FRC plasmoid in a lithium shell. Should ignite with any fusion fuels you care to use, and it's clean (apart from any neutron radiation from the fusion reaction - that's unavoidable with most fusion fuels). Little bit more complicated mechanism, but probably cheaper than kinetic amps.
Z-pinch? FRC Plasmoid? Excuse me while I look those up (my knowledge of particle physics and field theory is in many places self-acquired), but judging by your description of the process, it's probably not something we have just lying around. I chose the kinetic amps because they essentially take a simple principle with a hard implementation, and apply a direct solution to it. The primary costs associated with building it are the materials - the kinamps, in this case - and the assembly and operation processes are simple. Your proposal, while potentially better in the long run, is going to take away significant resources just on R&D and preparation for manufacture - complete overkill considering they're made for just the one craft at the moment. If you plan to make fusion missile launcher turrets for base defense, that might be a different story, but it'd still take considerable prep time. And that's one thing we don't exactly have in unlimited supply. We have to weigh the pros and cons given the circumstances. See what the R&D people say about your proposal. If it's not significantly harder to make work, I don't mind switching my kinamp-fusion missiles out.
Apologies for not being clear. It's really fairly simple: Take a cylinder with the fusion fuel gases in it, apply a closed magnetic field (the FRC), and use cheap RF antennas to turn the fuel gases to plasma, reversing the field as you do so, so the plasma is contained by the field. Crush a lithium foil liner around the newly-formed FRC plasmoid, using a secondary field, or even modifying the original containment field, and it will ignite fusion. Ignore what I said about a z-pinch, that's a different containment method - using the electrical conductivity of plasma to create the field that contains and compresses it.
Quote from: Simus>AntonApologies for not being clear. It's really fairly simple: Take a cylinder with the fusion fuel gases in it, apply a closed magnetic field (the FRC), and use cheap RF antennas to turn the fuel gases to plasma, reversing the field as you do so, so the plasma is contained by the field. Crush a lithium foil liner around the newly-formed FRC plasmoid, using a secondary field, or even modifying the original containment field, and it will ignite fusion. Ignore what I said about a z-pinch, that's a different containment method - using the electrical conductivity of plasma to create the field that contains and compresses it.
Hmm. Well, it sounds workable, but will require either custom automanipulators or significant quantities of energy. One is possible, but heavy on the R&D - you're talking about a customized Plasma Projector without acceleration chambers, with extra modifications for the lithium shell integrated into the mechanism, at least by my back-of-the-envelope estimates here. The other is also possible, but might be too bulky for using in a missile warhead - maybe a bomb or a stationary structure like a fusion reactor (or a particularly nasty modification of a nuclear pulse propulsion engine) would be a better application. So, likewise, potentially problematic, and requires R&D. Worth looking into, however. I won't deny that my 'solution' is as elegant as a fifty-pound sledgehammer, so we can definitely improve on it. We'll discuss it at the meeting. Hopefully some R&D people can chime in too.
-snip-Take the razor.
Quote from: Simus>AllAny who would consider staying here with me, I would like to meet sometime soon to review you. If you're not otherwise occupied, meet me in the Sword's conference room. It's going to take a bit for my repairs to finish, so no hurry, but I need to see you.
Dear Mrs. Simus,((An OOC answer in turns would doubtless be useful to me and others.))
Where are you, and how long will it be until you're ready?
Sincerely,
Grate
Dear Mrs. Feyri,((What thread(s) is/are Tiruin watching/playing in at the moment?))
I'm glad you're alive and okay.
Love,
Grate
I beg to differ. At the scale we're working on, I think a nonmanipulator version should be feasible - it won't need to contain very much, and it certainly won't need to contain it more than a moment, just before detonation.
Also has the benefit of being completely fail-safe until it receives the detonation signal from its fuze. Until that, it's just a tube of gas with a lithium foil around it and some electronics outside of it (obviously not exposed, since the warhead will be in a missile case of some sort).
I'm in the infirmary, being repaired. It shouldn't be too much longer, the majority of the work is done, I think, but it might be a bit.
Quote from: Simus>AntonI beg to differ. At the scale we're working on, I think a nonmanipulator version should be feasible - it won't need to contain very much, and it certainly won't need to contain it more than a moment, just before detonation.
Also has the benefit of being completely fail-safe until it receives the detonation signal from its fuze. Until that, it's just a tube of gas with a lithium foil around it and some electronics outside of it (obviously not exposed, since the warhead will be in a missile case of some sort).
The question is not in the size of the containment or the amount of material used. It's in power supply. A missile is a self-contained package that needs to make its best speed to the target and not get shot down. Compressing a chunk of matter to fusion-initiation pressure conventionally takes explosive power in the hundred-kiloton scale, though obviously only a fraction of that actually makes it to the material. Now, there's this ship I'm outfitting, carrying a super-high-power plasma cannon with a comparable - though in all likelihood higher - power output. It uses the most advanced power capacitors we can produce to squeeze enough energy required to fire the weapon into the ship's frame, and the entire ship can only carry six shots, using the capacitors like bullet cartridges. How big a missile is going to be needed to carry the power supply involved in fusion-compressing the plasmoid shell in the warhead? Would that missile be able to evade point defense fire? It's all pros and cons, really.
I'm not saying the lithium-shell approach is worse, or unworkable. But it'll need serious looking into, and I'm going to need some qualified help to pull it off here in VR. So once you're done with your- wait, repairs? What happened? I felt the Sword shudder recently. Did the administration building collapse? I bet Auron caused it. Plowed his junkbot through a load-bearing wall or something. Anyway, once you're done we should collaborate and work the best solution out. I'll finish these tests first, if you don't mind.
((So close. So amusing.))Quote from: Anton Chernozorov, text message to XO SimusI bet Auron caused it. Plowed his junkbot through a load-bearing wall or something.
Close. Auron blew it up. He hit a volatiles tank trying to shoot me. In the braincase.
He's died twice for that folly, and when he wakes up, he won't be quite the same.
"Hey, hey! Stop shooting Manny!""What? Mesk? I ought to shoot you, dammit!"
Yell at Anton, tackle him if he doesn't stop shooting.
Anton turns and punches the approaching Mesk in the chest, letting the weight of the Red Hand accentuate his frustration, but leaving the taser off.
"Damn near made me jump out of my suit! Do that again and I'll shoot it with the Gungnir, see how well it crawls as separate deep fried fingers."
Anton looks again at the twitching appendage. "The hell is that thing, anyway? New toy of yours? I don't remember seeing it on the mission."
((Action continued in further post.))
"Hey, hey! Stop shooting Manny!"[mesk dex:5+1]
Yell at Anton, tackle him if he doesn't stop shooting.
Right, Simus, I'm positioned to take control of the spider tank.The controls are kinda like a ship...or more like 3 different ships welded together with controls that control things completely unrelated to what they should. Dang it auron, you clearly weren't expecting other people to use this,were you?
Hop into what passes for a control unit, study the controls in preparation to power down.
Simus, with assistance, goes back to her chemical bath to finish her repairs, sending messages instead of trying her garbled-sounding voice, for now.Quote from: Simus>The DoctorMaybe, but it's why I asked you accompany me - I know I might've done something stupid and left him with all the support off. That, and your input. How much of the chemical would it take to tone down a person's emotions so as to render emotional impulses either severely reduced, or void altogether? Or another method altogether, I'm only familiar with the one possibility.Quote from: Simus>SkylarShut it down as soon as you are able. If you think you can, get that inane cannon off of it and send it back to Steve for recycling. Leave the base itself be, though - it's scrap-made, not worth anything, may as well keep it intact. Maybe try to find a more appropriate weapons package for it.Quote from: Simus>SteveWe'll build under that Aurora, and underground as much as possible, with the tunnels our entrance. I don't have any particular design scruples other than let's make it as efficient as we can, while still being defensible - and an elevator off of the main control room's hall that leads to a special level, with a conference room and facilities for me and the others who elect to stay with me.Quote from: Simus>AllAny who would consider staying here with me, I would like to meet sometime soon to review you. If you're not otherwise occupied, meet me in the Sword's conference room. It's going to take a bit for my repairs to finish, so no hurry, but I need to see you.
I'm not sure if what you're attempting to do here would work. It may prevent him from taking another spur of the moment shot at you, but the argument that gave rise to that was based on a difference of opinion. Limiting emotional response will not eliminate differences of opinion. In fact, it might make him even more dangerous because he won't attack you out straight out. He'll plan it and probably actually succeed, if he sees you as being a threat.
Charles walks over to the conference room, careful to keep his weapon's safety on. He wasn't too familiar with such weapons (even though he was nevertheless more familiar with rifles than the more unconventional or exotic options) hence why he always deployed it as a turret rather than wielding it. He stands awkwardly unsure of whether to lean against a wall or stand at attention.
((Oops, missed Simus' message.))
Anton's wristpad beeps suddenly.Quote from: Simus>AllAny who would consider staying here with me, I would like to meet sometime soon to review you. If you're not otherwise occupied, meet me in the Sword's conference room. It's going to take a bit for my repairs to finish, so no hurry, but I need to see you.
Anton sighs, waves Mesk and his digitigrade pet off, and gets back into VR, composing a message even as he gets back to the tests.Quote from: Anton Chernozorov, text message to XO SimusI'll see you there once I'm done testing these, XO, but I'd say it's too early for the talk of staying or leaving. Let's see if we don't get blasted off this planet by the UWM first - then we'll know for sure who can stay.
Finish that battery of tests, dammit. Then go to meet Simus in the conference room.
Sigh and save the game (if you want to think of it that way) before going to the infirmary. Chat with someone who is neither busy nor in a chemical repairing tank.Team mate or just anyone? You could talk to a nurse but they'll probably be busy.
Create a series of VR tests to determine operational value of the refitted Courier and Blackship craft.
[For the Courier/"The Party Wagon"]
- Create a replica landscape of Hephaestus, specifically one of the important locations the UWM might strike at.
- Populate the vicinity of the site with UWM troops, as they would be if they were taking over the site, dropships, support armor and all.
Determine the minimum safe distance for launching the kinamp-fusion missiles, both for the ship itself and the target. Compare the short-term and long-term damage inflicted on the troops and the area between using the kinamp-fusion warheads, regular 5Kt nuclear warheads, and a Fission Instigator. Compare RU costs for outfitting the craft with either.
[For the Blackship/"The Black Death"]
- Replicate any location of Hephaestus, atmosphere and the space above it.
Compile a list of threats that the UWM fleet may pose. Orbitally launched nuclear missiles, kinetic impactors, small/large asteroids, subcapital ships used for close-range battlefield air interdiction, etc. Spare no expense to audacity. Throw in a hypothetical deployment of an Avatar of War against us, and a scenario where a ship was attempting to flee with something into the jumppoint, and needed interception.
Test how well would the Black Death be capable of responding to the threats, using either the Plasma Cannon, or the Laser Cannon loadout. How much forewarning would be needed to reach the target from the launch site at the base, be the target in atmosphere or in space (i.e. a kinetic impactor can't really be intercepted - but a ship can be stopped from firing if the intent is detected in time).
(Oh cool, a wiki. That's actually a really good idea.)((Highlight mine. That's probably going to end well.))
"Like hell!"
Bop Auron's nose.
"Okay, I'm done now. Sorry about the mess."
Get off, grab Manuel, wait for the next hapless victim to come along.
I disagree, not with the issue arising out of a difference of opinion - not something we can easily fix, nor something I want fixed, he's entitled to it - but with the reduction of impulse actions making him more dangerous. An impulse action is more likely be completely unrestrained, since it's not premeditated - for example, use of force in a deadly manner even when such is not intended. On the other hand, a planned action takes time, and is more likely to show restraint. And can be planned against, in turn.
However, you know more about this than I. I could be wildly missing the point.
Team mate, presumably, for the reason you mentioned.Lets see...thats basically just jim who is in there and not either in a tank of goo or dead from the neck up.
Is anyone else eve in the infirmary?
"Either you get off, or I test how well you respond to electric stimuli."
If Mesk ceases his assault, get up and perform the tests.If not, pull up my knees, plant my feet on Mesk's stomach, and throw him off. Then tase him, aiming for the neck or the spine to throw off his motorics rather than just cause pain. Increase power to combat level if ineffective.((Apparently he's relented. I shall not let a bopped nose stand in the way of my work!))
((Reposting the battery of tests:))Create a series of VR tests to determine operational value of the refitted Courier and Blackship craft.
[For the Courier/"The Party Wagon"]
- Create a replica landscape of Hephaestus, specifically one of the important locations the UWM might strike at.
- Populate the vicinity of the site with UWM troops, as they would be if they were taking over the site, dropships, support armor and all.
Determine the minimum safe distance for launching the kinamp-fusion missiles, both for the ship itself and the target. Compare the short-term and long-term damage inflicted on the troops and the area between using the kinamp-fusion warheads, regular 5Kt nuclear warheads, and a Fission Instigator. Compare RU costs for outfitting the craft with either.
[For the Blackship/"The Black Death"]
- Replicate any location of Hephaestus, atmosphere and the space above it.
Compile a list of threats that the UWM fleet may pose. Orbitally launched nuclear missiles, kinetic impactors, small/large asteroids, subcapital ships used for close-range battlefield air interdiction, etc. Spare no expense to audacity. Throw in a hypothetical deployment of an Avatar of War against us, and a scenario where a ship was attempting to flee with something into the jumppoint, and needed interception.
Test how well would the Black Death be capable of responding to the threats, using either the Plasma Cannon, or the Laser Cannon loadout. How much forewarning would be needed to reach the target from the launch site at the base, be the target in atmosphere or in space (i.e. a kinetic impactor can't really be intercepted - but a ship can be stopped from firing if the intent is detected in time).
(Oh cool, a wiki. That's actually a really good idea.)You bop anton on the helmet one more time before picking up manny and setting him on top of your head. You scurry back to behind the table to wait on the next person to prank.
"Like hell!"
Bop Anton's nose.
"Okay, I'm done now. Sorry about the mess."
Get off, grab Manuel, wait for the next hapless victim to come along.
((Yay we have a wiki!))
Go make sure the spider not doesn't damage anything. Take direct control if anything goes wrong if possible.
No one does good interface design anymore... Well, shutdown can't be that unusual.
Assuming one of these consoles is even connected to the reactor...
Shut down the spider tank
More repairing, messaging:Quote from: Simus>The DoctorI disagree, not with the issue arising out of a difference of opinion - not something we can easily fix, nor something I want fixed, he's entitled to it - but with the reduction of impulse actions making him more dangerous. An impulse action is more likely be completely unrestrained, since it's not premeditated - for example, use of force in a deadly manner even when such is not intended. On the other hand, a planned action takes time, and is more likely to show restraint. And can be planned against, in turn.
However, you know more about this than I. I could be wildly missing the point.
((PW, can I get an RU cost for various types of Sod, including normal Cybersuit Sod, Synthflesh Cybersuit 'Commander' Sod, and any kind of Sod that we could change something in production to get less of a bred Soldier and more of a bred Engineer, or Medic?
Also, a list of the Armory weapons in terms of RU cost.))
Bluesmoke addicts become more logical and self assured. Occasionally this is dangerous because they may get an idea and then take it to ends that seem unreasonable to most because their minds are working under different assumptions. The point being that, although chances are that he will not, in the long run, decide that attacking you is best; there is the chance that he would. And that could be quite dangerous if he's an addict; since he will be under the impression that not only would it be the right thing to do, but that he wouldn't fear the consequences, including his own death.
Bluesmoke will, given enough time, make a man's thoughts alien to us. Purely logical yet sentient beings are not something humans seem to have a capacity to understand. There's a reason the first true AI's were either dismantled or worshiped like gods.
I've completed the tests on the warheads and the refitted Blackship. The kinamp-fusion warheads will cost much more than conventional nukes (conventional nukes, never thought I'd see the day), roughly a 200% increase in cost, but all things considered, the clean and controlled detonation with no lasting effects will save us much more time and resources on subsequent cleanup. Testing against the lithium shell fusion warheads will have to wait until I've a firm enough grasp of the process to make them into a missile, but I don't think the resulting mechanical difference will be different enough - so we can order the refit of the Courier with the missiles in mind.
The Black Death had shown itself to be capable of dealing with a wide variety of threats, up to and including taking out Avatars of War and small capital ships, with a planet-wide response time of five minutes to half and hour depending on location, and orbital intercept times measured in minutes. Assuming we get that sensor grid operational and can see the threat at least ten minutes in advance, we'll be able to deploy the ship as a trump card against almost any surprise the UWM can throw at us. Whether or not it justifies the costs to refit it... I guess bringing it up on the meeting would be best. My opinion is the same - fire extinguisher. Better to have and never to use.
Also, I might bring another idea to the meeting, if I have time. I've been thinking about things regular troops in the field need sometimes, and I've come up with a very... unconventional answer. I'm not even sure if it'll work myself yet, but it's such a different idea that I want to try it. Don't start that meeting without me.
That explains a bit to a mild user of the things. I suppose it might be possible to achieve what I would like with a combination of drugs, but then we go into the realm of, is he really worth all the trouble figuring it out. I'll let you do your job with him, but I would like 1 request with it, if you would:
No cybernetics. He can regrow what he's lost, not take the quick way out.
If you are interested in staying on Hephaestus, the meeting begins as soon as everyone who responds to this assembles in the Briefing Room. If you are otherwise occupied, inform me and I'll patch you in, but I prefer physical presence.
I would like you three, if you are not otherwise occupied, to join the meeting as well, in case anyone from your roster wishes to stay.
Meet me early if you wish to discuss what occurred with Auron.
I'll follow the meeting remotely, got work to do and I doubt Steve would appreciate me wrecking the Sword to get in there.
Satisfied with the test results, Anton messages Simus.Quote from: Anton Chernozorov, text message to XO SimusI've completed the tests on the warheads and the refitted Blackship. The kinamp-fusion warheads will cost much more than conventional nukes (conventional nukes, never thought I'd see the day), roughly a 200% increase in cost, but all things considered, the clean and controlled detonation with no lasting effects will save us much more time and resources on subsequent cleanup. Testing against the lithium shell fusion warheads will have to wait until I've a firm enough grasp of the process to make them into a missile, but I don't think the resulting mechanical difference will be different enough - so we can order the refit of the Courier with the missiles in mind.
The Black Death had shown itself to be capable of dealing with a wide variety of threats, up to and including taking out Avatars of War and small capital ships, with a planet-wide response time of five minutes to half and hour depending on location, and orbital intercept times measured in minutes. Assuming we get that sensor grid operational and can see the threat at least ten minutes in advance, we'll be able to deploy the ship as a trump card against almost any surprise the UWM can throw at us. Whether or not it justifies the costs to refit it... I guess bringing it up on the meeting would be best. My opinion is the same - fire extinguisher. Better to have and never to use.
Also, I might bring another idea to the meeting, if I have time. I've been thinking about things regular troops in the field need sometimes, and I've come up with a very... unconventional answer. I'm not even sure if it'll work myself yet, but it's such a different idea that I want to try it. Don't start that meeting without me.
Tinker up a prototype of the Artee, as well as it is possible to do. Leave anything that would take time to develop (intelligence, programming) and focus on the design of the frame and its inner workings, so it can be shown at the meeting. Then save the design's overview onto the datapad, and go to the meeting in the Conference Room (or Briefing Room, whichever Simus meant). ((Since Simus was supposed to heal by Monday, I am assuming the meeting will be this turn.))
((edit: as requested, detailed summary of the design to estimate costs:Spoiler (click to show/hide)
(( @PW, I see my action but not the results. Show us the damage! Or did you just want to assume that between the two of us we let it go on a rampage, finally got it shut down, and then fixed all the damage :P ))huh. weird.
Briefed to the room.Quote from: Simus>The DoctorThat explains a bit to a mild user of the things. I suppose it might be possible to achieve what I would like with a combination of drugs, but then we go into the realm of, is he really worth all the trouble figuring it out. I'll let you do your job with him, but I would like 1 request with it, if you would:
No cybernetics. He can regrow what he's lost, not take the quick way out.
If she is done repairing, Simus leaves the infirmary without a backward glance and heads to the briefing room.Quote from: Simus>AllIf you are interested in staying on Hephaestus, the meeting begins as soon as everyone who responds to this assembles in the Briefing Room. If you are otherwise occupied, inform me and I'll patch you in, but I prefer physical presence.Quote from: Simus>Milno, Jim, MiyamotoI would like you three, if you are not otherwise occupied, to join the meeting as well, in case anyone from your roster wishes to stay.Quote from: Simus>JimMeet me early if you wish to discuss what occurred with Auron.
((Cybersuit Sod is a sod in a standard cybernetic body, just like what a player character would receive if they come back from a mission decapitated and the body missing. A synthflesh commander Sod is a Sod that has the ability to take an abstract order and use noncommander Sods beneath it to execute it (If this is possible, it's something both me and Miyamoto are assuming is, I think), but in a synthflesh cybernetic body, like I currently possess.
Oh, and if Neutron Bomb versions of our usual nuclear warheads would cost any more than usual.))
Follow Simus and/or Jim to the Briefing Room.Sure sure.
Miyamoto patches in to the meeting remotely, seeing as how he's tooIt's all muscle bro, all muscle.fatbig to fit in there anyways.Quote from: Miya to SimusI'll follow the meeting remotely, got work to do and I doubt Steve would appreciate me wrecking the Sword to get in there.
Quote from: Dubley > Jack HansanHey Jack. You seem like the type of guy willing to try crazy shit for the greater good. Y'know that biomass horror amp overload thing? I was thinking we could just pour a barrel of maldavian mind rot or roofies or something down it's throat. Get it all piss drunk and easily suggestible. So that the folks down there can just rescue that guy without it noticing or getting angry.
You in?
Anton walks into the briefing room, expecting to see some of the technical-minded teammates he'd already become familiar with. But instead of Bishop or Auron - though he had a pretty good idea for the reason for the latter's absence - he sees the immediate command staff of the new ARM. XO Simus, general Miyamoto teleconferencing through one of the screens, and general Jim. Jim is talking to a... new guy. Curious. And then there is Grate. Anton still had some nagging concerns about the kid's current status as a living being, but there are more pressing matters to concern himself with at the moment.I really should get that christmas gift spinner set up for after simus' speech.
It seems like everyone who cared to respond to the summons are already here. Anton passes the ship testing logs to Simus, and waits patiently for her to officially start the meeting.
((Do we RP the meeting, or just OOC the plans around? I had a neat lil' IC post about the Artee drafted up in case I need to use it. :P))
Sleep inside spiderbot for several minutes.You thought they smelled bad on the outside!
Right... someone let me know when more fires start.You're gonna need parts for that sir. Engine parts, specifically.
Skylar wanders back to whatever other random task he was doing. Probably something sensible and out of the way, like meticulously repairing the black ship
((I was actually considering RU cost, but that helps too. So 30-ish tokens all in all. Hell of a cost to prototype. Anton might have to get a prototyping grant from Simus after all.))((Any RU estimates on an Artee? I even bolded it that time. >_>))
Since when have you ever waited for justification to post? :PThe man has a point.
Sorry. Oh...10-13? something like that.((I was actually considering RU cost, but that helps too. So 30-ish tokens all in all. Hell of a cost to prototype. Anton might have to get a prototyping grant from Simus after all.))((Any RU estimates on an Artee? I even bolded it that time. >_>))
RU estimate on engine / hull parts for the blackship?