Name: KaterinaI really like your sheet Coolrune!
Species: Human
Job: Asteroid-Miner, past-tense; she was fired from her post for improper conduct
Age: 29
Description: Katerina is a tall person, standing at 6'3", with her brown hair tied in a short pony-tail. Her body was once finely toned, but she has slightly increased in weight recently. She wears surprisingly comfortable clothes, often walking around in pajamas.
Background: Katerina is a lazy person. She was fired from her job because she barely did her job. She hails from the systems of X-786, formerly part of the Russian Star Corporations until the entire cluster rebelled and formed their own alliance. A child during the war, she was emotionally scarred by the horrors she witnessed, and presently she barely feels any emotions at all; or any drive to excel, hence her lack of motivation.
Attributes:
Strength: 5
Constitution: 5
Dexterity: 6
Intelligence: 5
Fortitude: 4
Luck: 3
Traits:
Psychopathy: Will never hesitate to pull the trigger on a life form, or to do something that would cause others even a moment of pause.
Skills:
Improvised weaponry
Special Skills:
Operating mining tools
Belongings:
A small ruby ring, looted from a body she found on her homeworld
Ptw. I definitely want to submit a character sheet, but I probably won't have time until roughly 16 hours from now.Sure thing, there is no rush :)
Dang it nakeen, you're starting another new game and leaving zethe to be forgotten? I am disappoint now.Sorry to disappoint Dustan! Zethe will have to wait a bit, I don't feel confident enough to resume it. I'm still seeking a balance gameplay wise.
I would like to vote myself as a leader. My leader skill is the same as the dog, and everything is better with pirates. The dog could be a tactician, engineer or a doctor.Your leadership skill is one below the dog's. Also, your lack of int and luck worries me, as both seem valuable for a ship captain; the dog has 6's in both of those. Also, I'd prefer our captain able to speak to us.
We could have co-captains. I drive the ship and use the weapons while the dog does the stuff that requires more brains like contactionf other ships and making the right choices for the crew.
Sorry for the delaySpoiler: Sneed the 38th (click to show/hide)
...or pirates.I vote for Honesty-class Corvette. With the crew webhave, we will need guns, also has good defenses and is not slow.
Oops, sorry guys, I was actually planning to change my vote to the Corvette. If it's too late to change my vote, then just ignore this post.Oh, my fault for not telling that I would break a tie with a roll.
Since Nav seems to have forgotten about this game, I'll post a character:I like it. You will be added as a last minute crewmember when the RP starts :)Spoiler: Thomas Whitney (click to show/hide)
I figure this crew might need to lawyer up.
Yeah, I guess that works. He probably won't actually use those skills much since he doesn't like doing physical labor himself (which I guess I should have added to the personality, but didn't think of before posting).Proceed to add "Lazy Bum" trait to Thomas
It's less a matter of laziness and more him not wanting to get his hands (or suit) dirty.Yeah, I guess that works. He probably won't actually use those skills much since he doesn't like doing physical labor himself (which I guess I should have added to the personality, but didn't think of before posting).Proceed to add "Lazy Bum" trait to Thomas
I vote for calling it HMS YOU'RE NEXT :P+1
I say the HMS Autolycus, as Autolycus was the grandfather of Hercules, a powerful hero, much like the ship will be our first step on the journey to power. Autolycus was also a great thief, and I assume at some point we'll probably dip into piracy.
"So, did anyone get any leads for missions on the station?" asks Thomas. "If not, I'll-""Missions? Adventure is our mission!" Sneed says eagerly, cutting Thomas off. Sneed continues forth, oblivious to the group's economic needs.
Katerina locates her quarters without a word spent to the other crewmembers, then looks for a terminal to access the galactic network of information, whatever they call the space internet.Katerina left the command room, heading for her quarters. A very small living space with the barest minimum. A bed designed for space travels, a closet and a desk space with a retractable stool embedded in the wall.
She browses for news of wars or sectors with high piracy.
"So, did anyone get any leads for missions on the station?" asks Thomas. "If not, I'll check the Galactic Channel. We need a job soon if we want to be able to pay off the cost of the ship and have money set aside for maintenance, to say nothing of making a profit."
Thomas will probably start checking the Galactic Channel for missions regardless of what anyone says.
"Ah, friends! Shall we set off? There's so much to discover!" Sneed says cheerfully while pointing one of its tentacles toward the stars. "We could investigate the mysteries of the Storblarte Nebula. Or navigate through the Fergas Asteroid Field. Or maybe even...go beyond the limits of known space into the unknown! Ooh! I'm so excited! I'm gonna get ready right away!" As Sneed slides deeper into the ship, it lets out a gleeful alien squeal comparable to nails on a chalkboard."So, did anyone get any leads for missions on the station?" asks Thomas. "If not, I'll-""Missions? Adventure is our mission!" Sneed says eagerly, cutting Thomas off. Sneed continues forth, oblivious to the group's economic needs.
Rush further into the ship and perform basic maintenance procedures and safety checks. Make sure everything is in working order and ready for take off when necessary.
"Yes, well, adventure doesn't exactly pay the bills, does it? However, I'll check the Galactic Channel and see if there are any jobs available that are at least adventure-adjacent."
Thomas checks the Galactic Channel for jobs, mostly for ones that pay well and aren't too dangerous, and will just give whatever jobs he finds a more exciting description to try to appease Sneed.
Rush further into the ship and perform basic maintenance procedures and safety checks. Make sure everything is in working order and ready for take off when necessary.Sneed had been taught some ship maintenance procedures by the traders who picked him up from his homeworld.
"Starbeard! Check the weapons. Thomas, rreport on rwhat's available work-rwise. Katerina, rrcheck the Fergas Shipyard catalogues to see if there's anything we can afford for ship-stuff, and Sneed! Sneed, ryou keep checking the systems, but keep yer pseudopods off the thrust controls, eh?"
Thomas, rreport on rwhat's available work-rwise."Yes, Captain. There's a couple of transport missions, which our ship isn't really made to do. Elgenei Tech is hiring crew for space data gathering, which also might not fit our ship's specifications, as it isn't a science vessel. Also, a trade convoy is looking for escorts; it seems like a job well-suited for an Honesty-class Corvette such as this, and, also, I must emphasize, very exciting."
Katerina, clambering to her feet, was a little too distracted to follow Jim's orders. Instead, she stormed back out to the command deck and glared at everyone else, before signing and relaxing."What? No. I mean, I like that you're concerned about the legality of the idea, which is something I'd like everyone to keep in mind for all future ideas, but it's a very bad idea to go into an active war zone, and an even worse idea to join a side. Besides, we have a very exciting mission we can do instead."
"'Captain' dog, I have proposition for you. We should head to war between Sheorns and Lignondrims, and offer services as privateer to one side. Then we can be like pirate,
but legal. Also, tell whatever idiot accelerated those engines that I am going to kill him."
"'Captain' dog, I have proposition for you. We should head to war between Sheorns and Lignondrims, and offer services as privateer to one side. Then we can be like pirate,
but legal. Also, tell whatever idiot accelerated those engines that I am going to kill him."
"Then how about, we escort until we get into an empty sector, then attack and take everything."
Jim growled as he got back onto his feet and considered where to go from here.
"Mmrrh, rlet's not get too excited here, crew," he says before moving straight to delegation, using the intercom if need be.
"Starbeard! Check the weapons. Thomas, rreport on rwhat's available work-rwise. Katerina, rrcheck the Fergas Shipyard catalogues to see if there's anything we can afford for ship-stuff, and Sneed! Sneed, ryou keep checking the systems, but keep yer pseudopods off the thrust controls, eh?"
Perform a search of the corvette for any hidden compartments, odds and ends of the previous crew, surveillance equipment left behind and other stuff.
Starbeard check the ship weapons then goes find more weapons on it while wondering how drunk was he when he accepted to join a crew that had a dog as a captain. How did I end in this situation? He activates the weapons, too. Just in case.
"Starbeard! Check the weapons. Thomas, rreport on rwhat's available work-rwise. Katerina, rrcheck the Fergas Shipyard catalogues to see if there's anything we can afford for ship-stuff, and Sneed! Sneed, ryou keep checking the systems, but keep yer pseudopods off the thrust controls, eh?"
"Sorry Captain! Just checking thrusters!" Sneed says in a slightly embarrassed tone through the intercom (or whatever communication device is available). "I won't make that mistake again! I, the lowly Alpha, respect your dominance, Omega leader. I'm sure that under your leadership, we'll hunt down those metaphorical beaver-bisons and oxen-deers that plague the galaxy!" Sucking up to authority figures was typical Slimeon behavior. Sneed just hoped its minimal, secondhand knowledge of dogs, humans, and other Earth species would be enough to keep it on good terms with the captain and its fellow crew mates.
Continue checking systems. More carefully this time.
Thomas, rreport on rwhat's available work-rwise."Yes, Captain. There's a couple of transport missions, which our ship isn't really made to do. Elgenei Tech is hiring crew for space data gathering, which also might not fit our ship's specifications, as it isn't a science vessel. Also, a trade convoy is looking for escorts; it seems like a job well-suited for an Honesty-class Corvette such as this, and, also, I must emphasize, very exciting."Katerina, clambering to her feet, was a little too distracted to follow Jim's orders. Instead, she stormed back out to the command deck and glared at everyone else, before signing and relaxing."What? No. I mean, I like that you're concerned about the legality of the idea, which is something I'd like everyone to keep in mind for all future ideas, but it's a very bad idea to go into an active war zone, and an even worse idea to join a side. Besides, we have a very exciting mission we can do instead."
"'Captain' dog, I have proposition for you. We should head to war between Sheorns and Lignondrims, and offer services as privateer to one side. Then we can be like pirate,
but legal. Also, tell whatever idiot accelerated those engines that I am going to kill him."
Space Jesus Christ, thinks Thomas, these people are going to get me killed, aren't they?
PTW
also damn, I missed slot in such brilliant looking rtd :c
PTW, any chance for a waitlist?
Tentatively accepting the second one - a little excitement never hurt anyone, did it?((Priorities- we just shot a hole in the hangar of the all powerful space dudes. Apologizing time))
That done, begin perusing the news for details almost completely unrelated to escorting a science vessel along past a Black Riperius!
Hearing the blast, Katrina's gaze darkened.
"What was that."
"What. He. What."Hearing the blast, Katrina's gaze darkened.
"What was that."
"Mr. Starbeard rhas blown a hole in the hangar! Rhyou'd think they rwould build them tougher."
Sneed let out a noise vaguely resembling a sigh of relief.Hearing the blast, Katrina's gaze darkened.
"What was that."
"Mr. Starbeard rhas blown a hole in the hangar! Rhyou'd think they rwould build them tougher."
Thomas's mind goes into into overdrive trying to think of how to deal with the situation. What if I just...ran away? he thinks. No, station authorities must have heard the blast, and if they catch me running, the charges will be worse.
"Okay, everybody just stay calm, I'm going to figure out a way to get us out of this without us getting into trouble."
Thomas uses his law expertise to try to figure out how to deal with having discharged a ship weapon in a hanger that doesn't get them into more trouble or get them arrested or have them pay a huge fine.
Tentatively accepting the second one - a little excitement never hurt anyone, did it?
That done, begin perusing the news for details almost completely unrelated to escorting a science vessel along past a Black Riperius!
Try to stop Sneed from leaving the ship. Set the other turrets to online too to see if they work, but try to not shoot something this time. Except Sneed, if he leaves and tries to return to the ship shoot him with the turrets.
He takes another piece of paper and writes: sorry accident.
Sneed, hearing the commotion, quickly made its way back to its crewmates.
"Hey! What happened, friends? Are we under attack? Is everyone alright?"Sneed let out a noise vaguely resembling a sigh of relief.Hearing the blast, Katrina's gaze darkened.
"What was that."
"Mr. Starbeard rhas blown a hole in the hangar! Rhyou'd think they rwould build them tougher."
"Oh, that's not too bad. It's all just a simple mistake. No harm done. We can just apologize for the damage." Sneed's three eyes began to twinkle as it spoke optimistically. "Yeah! That's what we'll do! Everyone appreciates a good apology. I'm sure the authorities will be understanding. Accidents happen. Just leave it to me!"
Leave the ship and locate the authorities. Confess our involvement in the hangar damage and sincerely apologize.
(Feel free to stop Sneed if you see fit)
(Well, there was the possibility that Sneed would cause everyone to go to jail.)(Yeah, true. Well, feel free to leave without Sneed if necessary. I've realized Sneed's excitable, naive nature might be more of a hindrance than a help :P)
(I feel bad now. If my character wasn't so stupid and drunk he wouldn't have tried to blow the hangar.)(Well, there was the possibility that Sneed would cause everyone to go to jail.)(Yeah, true. Well, feel free to leave without Sneed if necessary. I've realized Sneed's excitable, naive nature might be more of a hindrance than a help :P)
(I think he's banking on good luck rolls and/or a merciful GM preventing us from all going to jail and ending the game early.)(I repeat, I have 2 luck and I am directly involved. Prepare for the game to be renamed to "Staying on the Prison of Space" :P)
(What? You want them to arrest us? Katerina wanted to strangle Sneed too and Thomas supports the escape plan.
Also they kinda think it's your fault...
And I don't think a combat ship would have VR? Damn, there are so many things that can go wrong.)
Honesty-class Corvette:(I kind of expect it to be like cheap trashy tech stuff and old computers but also big guns and strong hull. Like an old, not so advanced bulky ship that gets the job done.)
An outdated but still pretty strong ship. Widely used in planetary security of small colonies, it is a (relatively) cheap and attractive ship for would-be mercenaries, or pirates. Advertised to the general public for its guns and durability, because that's actually all it got to show.
This really was a sorry accident. Captain Jim turns to Thomas, giving him a knowing doggy look.
"I daresay there's ronly one thing to be done here."
Voice-lock the shipboard weapons and propulsion systems from the captain's console and initiate a distracting VR simulation (almost like the real thing, initial conditions maximally fitting our current situation!) at the gunner's post to buy time until the authorities arrive.
Thomas clutches his hair with both hands. "Okay, in my expert legal opinion, I believe we are totally fucked. How soon can we get out of here? If we jump while still inside the hanger, is there a chance we won't immediately die? You know what, that doesn't matter."
Katerina immediately returns to her dorm and promptly locks the doors. She doesn't open them until the authorities arrive.
(Let the record show that Sneed was totally right. Wasn't that big a deal after all. Well, until Starbeard decided to keep fumbling with the weapon systems. But, that's on him.)The station's personnel saw a terrified Slimeon -a rare sight- running in the hallways, screaming for help and authorities.
Panicking, Sneed let out a ghastly screech as it fled. Seeing the dangerous actions of its crewmate, Sneed tried to figure out an explanation for his actions. It was left with one conclusion. Starbeard is suffering from space madness! That's the only explanation! Sneed had heard rumors of such a condition, but never saw it first hand. But seeing it now, Sneed knew what had to be done.
Continue fleeing. Locate the authorities and/or a doctor. Explain to them that one of my crewmates is sick and requires psychological help. Urge them to accompany me back to the ship so that he can receive much needed treatment.
(Well, there was the possibility that Sneed would cause everyone to go to jail.)
Okay we have problems. Prepare to drive the ship and leave this damn place using the jump gate to reach the Xoa system. Let's hope all those years of driving drunk will help. If the hangar was not blown open, fix this mistake with more gun.
this is blob fault.
(Maybe minimal luck and intelligence was a bad idea after all.)
Starbeard pulls another paper sheet from his pocket and starts scribbling.
Starbeard not shoot too stupid to do that
dog control gun by voice is dog fault dog evil mind
also blob is insane and stupid but bad stupid unlike Starbeard good stupid
but can tell about nebula pirates Starbeard not that much stupid
Starbeard smarter than blob
Lie, insteadtalkwrite about one of the criminal groups I was enemy with that is close to said nebula and don't mention the pirates.
(Wow)"Not all good yet, friend."
Return to the ship and find something to drink, I guess.
sorry everything still accident but now we good
leave?
"Not all good yet, friend."
Katerina grabs Starbeard by the collar the moment they board the ship and drags him off to a random, secluded corridor.
...(hopefully using my Security Systems skill this time, nudge nudge wink wink)...(Oh er. Oh. This oversight won't occur again ^^")
"Rhis is rhall a terrible misunderstanding."
Graciously put up 15k credits for the fine and let the Tex fall where he may.
Jim carefully listens for details of interest while considering the exact workings of this here ship.
How do the turrets work? Do they need to be manned individually or can they be used all together? Furthermore, do we actually need a dedicated engineer to keep the engine going at reasonably good capacity or can an AI manage non-emergency operations? Finally, can we do the FTL thing where we lock off separate compartments of the ship and possibly vent the atmosphere in them?
In any case, set to work on idiot-proofing the ship systems (hopefully using my Security Systems skill this time, nudge nudge wink wink) against anything Starbeard or Sneed might get up to. Set up a lock based on a specific hand gesture and a verbally given password at the very least, and check how much access I have to everyone's personal quarters in case I need to pump highly illegal neurotoxins or something into there.
After the interrogation, Thomas buys a bottle of space whiskey on the station and retreats to his quarters.
"Let me know when we reach the mission area," he says before taking a swig and closing the door.
Seeing all its crew mates go their separate ways, Sneed decided now was an appropriate time to return to its quarters. Sitting in its room, Sneed reflected on Starbeard's behavior.
The medics said that Starbeard wasn't suffering from space madness, so why did he attack me? Could it be...that he doesn't like me? But why would that be? Hmm...
Suddenly, inspiration struck Sneed and the answer became clear.
Oh! Of course! How could I have not realized it! I don't know anything about Space Pirate culture! I've been so focused on other things, that I never truly took the time to really get to know Starbeard and his rich cultural heritage. Maybe shooting at me with the ship's weapons was a jolly old pirate prank. That must be why he deliberately kept missing. Ah, it was just an act of playfulness. I've been such a fool, it was so obvious!
Realizing its crew mate's harmless intentions, Sneed decided that it needed to educate itself on Space Pirate culture so as to avoid misunderstandings in the future. It can't be so judgmental next time.
Look through the computer terminal/smart phone in my room for more information regarding Space Pirate culture.
Thomas emerges from his quarters holding a partially-emptied bottle of whiskey, his suit noticeably disheveled.
"I seemed to have passed out for a bit there," he says, swaying slightly. "Are we there yet?"
lawyer can share drink? Starbeard sober"No, you're part of the reason I need to drink," says Thomas, before taking a swig of his whiskey.
kinda
also thirsty
"Starbeard rhis reassigned to the rhengine room to be co-engineer with Sneed where rhey'll try and compensate for rheach other's troubling deficiencies."
"Compelling argument! And rhappreciable effort at dialogue! The pilot's chair is yours then, Mr. Starbeard, rhon the rhexplicit condition that you are not to ram the ship rhinto things no matter how good of an idea it seems at the time."
"That said, Sneed is still strongly discouraged from touching the engine in any way."
Katerina furrowed her brow at all the mentions of Sneed and the engine. Out of all the crew members so far, Sneed was the only one she didn't completely understand yet. With that thought in mind, she approached Sneed, crossed her arms, and tried to think of a question to start with.
"Does a creature like you breathe oxygen?"
It was an absolutely random question, but it was all she could think of on the spot.
"I'll try to dispute the fine, if I can," says Thomas. "Most of the time, you can get a reduction in a fine if you dispute it. And, since it's seems we've already paid most of it, they might be willing to waive the last 5k credits."
Thomas straightens his tie and hands his bottle of whiskey to Katerina.
"Here, guard this for me while I'm gone. You can have some if you want, but don't give any to the space pirate."
Thomas will go try to dispute the fine and get the last 5k credits waived, or failing that, just pay the fine.
"I generally prefer the sweet taste of oxygen, with a little nitrogen mixed in. The terraformer on my home world pumped out those gases in sweet, optimal quantities. Those gases course through my veins, giving me the unique ability to not die."
Katerina's eyes darken at the mention of family, and she clamps her jaw shut, before offering a curt reply."Oh. I'm sorry to hear that your planet was ruined. That's quite sad."
"My home was beautiful. Now it is a wasteland. I wouldn't know much about family."
Thomas will go try to dispute the fine and get the last 5k credits waived, or failing that, just pay the fine.
The security setup:
Katerina and Thomas have access to all crew-relevant systems (which excludes the security grid that I'm in charge of).
Sneed and Starbeard don't have weapons access, but can work in engineering together instead (with AI oversight).
Once the two remaining crew members work out what portion of the fine they'll cover, set off to Gavarle!
"Captain, let me know when you're ready to contact our mission provider. Per your approval, I'd like to head the negotiations of the terms of our employment, as I believe I would be the best member of our crew for the job."
Search the place for a shop or market that sells ship equipment like weapons or that can upgrade our ship systems or weapons.
Or just one that sells normal weapons. We need weapons.
Katerina looks for a bar.
Brimming with anticipation, Sneed rushed out of the ship while flailing its tentacles, bumping into nearby crew mates along the way.
Explore the spaceport. Look around for interesting sights. Ask people what its like living here. Also ask around for information regarding the star Xoa and the creatures known as Black Riperii that apparently lurk around there.
"Captain, let me know when you're ready to contact our mission provider. Per your approval, I'd like to head the negotiations of the terms of our employment, as I believe I would be the best member of our crew for the job."
"Go for rhit rhand initiate negotiations - Rhi'lll take a walk around rhe spaceport in the meantime."
Follow Sneed and get a feel for the spaceport. What is a telling detail that jumps out at me?
"Thank you captain."
Thomas will try to contact Mr Lyon Hept, their potential employer.
(I think part of my turn was deleted :o)Oh crap, what happened... I shouldn't have messed with modify on mobile heh
Katerina raised an eyebrow.
"The hardest thing you've got. I need to forget the dismal reality of my situation."
Once she gets, and pays for, her drink, Katerina walks over to the table with the lone man, sitting down and staring/glaring at him curiously. She doesn't drink yet.
civil use? ha ha no
only use the good stuff
Starbeard like big gun that boom
not civil weapons where?
This is clearly not everything they have for weapons. Ask for other types of weapons that are not for civilian use, are explosive or are illegal. Then go find someone that isn't Sneed to tell them about the weapons. If I can't find anyone, go to the bar because alcohol is part of a healthy diet for a Space Pirate.
Walk over to the man who spoke with the marines and greet him in my own charmingly doggy sort of way. Inquire as to his day and business in Gavarle and, if asked, explain mine in a cryptic yet fascinating manner.
"Wow, this place is great!" Sneed yelled loudly, annoying several passerby. "I'm so glad I got to visit! Oh! I should grab some souvenirs before I leave."
Search for a souvenir shop or gift shop that sells cheap trinkets that I can afford. Buy as many as I can. Also, if I have a camera or recording device on me, then take photos and record videos of myself standing in front of a variety of places. Act like an obnoxious tourist. Afterward, return to the ship and tell the Captain everything I learned, if he's there.
"Oh, no. I'm not the captain. I'm just acting on his behalf as he attends to other matters aboard the station.
His tone changed quite dramatically. There was displeasure in his voice.
"Who wouldn't have heard of you? That was quite the... spectacular case. So you are now a freelance ship captain?"
"And about that case: I know what you're probably thinking, and, no, I didn't take a dive on it. I don't expect you to believe me, but I believe I was set up. But, until I can find the evidence to prove it, that's all just conjecture.
"What I think you can believe is that, if I had taken money to lose a landmark case, I sure as Space Hell wouldn't be risking my life protecting a bunch of scientist from space monsters for 50000 credits. So tell me, Mr. Hept, what exactly is a Black Riperius?"
"Oh, no. I'm not the captain. I'm just acting on his behalf as he attends to other matters aboard the station.
His tone changed quite dramatically. There was displeasure in his voice.
"Who wouldn't have heard of you? That was quite the... spectacular case. So you are now a freelance ship captain?"
Adding your action right now Kadzar :)Thanks! Sorry I was late.
"Oh, no. I'm not the captain. I'm just acting on his behalf as he attends to other matters aboard the station.
His tone changed quite dramatically. There was displeasure in his voice.
"Who wouldn't have heard of you? That was quite the... spectacular case. So you are now a freelance ship captain?"
"And about that case: I know what you're probably thinking, and, no, I didn't take a dive on it. I don't expect you to believe me, but I believe I was set up. But, until I can find the evidence to prove it, that's all just conjecture.
"What I think you can believe is that, if I had taken money to lose a landmark case, I sure as Space Hell wouldn't be risking my life protecting a bunch of scientist from space monsters for 50000 credits. So tell me, Mr. Hept, what exactly is a Black Riperius?"
Find the barman and ask if I can get
free drink? please
If no, ask for any quick jobs I could do for easy money or a drink, then find another bar if there are none.
"Huh? Was this not the way I came from? Am I lost? Eh, no matter! I'll find my way back, I'm sure of it!"
Search around for someone nearby who can give me directions back to the hangar where the ship is. If I find no one, investigate the huge freighter. Also take a picture.
"Typically someone would have wondered why I'm glaring at them by now, and would have asked. Why don't you?"
"And what if your estimates of it are wrong, or it's not alone?" asks Thomas. "Our ship is combat capable, but I'm not sure we can take on something the size of a battleship."
Spoiler: sorry for long action, tldr: kill (click to show/hide)
(With 2 in combat, very high in all physical skills and being armed, this should be easy. I'm more worried that the space cops are probably going to hunt me again.)
"Information about the local sectors. If you have any, I'll pay you for your time.
I'd also like to know about creature's known as Riperius. I have a job that might end in me meeting a few pretty personally."
Have a tiny sip of the drink. Is it stronger than I'm used to?
"Well, then, I suppose that alleviates most of my concerns about the job. I expect we'll take the job, but I am curious: what exactly is this scientific mission for? Is it purely exploratory, or is there something special about Xoa?"
Buy this man a drink and leave him to his business after establishing his name and maybe some contact details.
Following that, continue gathering information on the station, keeping in mind the alarm raised by the hyperspace dragon.
Cheerfully introduce myself. Ask my new friend what his name is, what species he is, what he does for a living, and what he knows about this freighter. Also let him know that I'm lost and in need of guidance back to my ship. Offer to introduce him to the rest of my crew if he helps me out.
(Edit: Unexpectedly still busy, so I didn't rp, but I did extend my action a bit)
(Are they fighting one each other or is everyone against me? How drunk are most of them?(There is too much confusion, you have no idea. And they are probably clear minded enough to quickly react to a flintlock gun going off.
Do I have a way to contact everyone else in the team?)
Upon hearing Starbeard's voice, Katerina immediately disables her comm device.Voice? It's a text. :D
Upon hearing Starbeard's text(?), Katerina immediately disables her comm device.[vibrate mode on]
He then sat more comfortably, and asked:"Yeah, when do we head out?"
"Any other questions?"
Thomas noticed on a nearby screen how a violent gunfight was currently occuring in one lower level of the spaceport.
help Starbeard enter bar and kill idiot who try mug Starbeard but now everyone fight and fire arround also cops
come quick
also fire is both gun and flame
bar is burn and people shoot and is all chaos help
Send everyone a message that says:
help Starbeard enter bar and kill idiot who try mug Starbeard but now everyone fight and fire arround also cops
come quick
also fire is both gun and flame
bar is burn and people shoot and is all chaos help
Then find a better cover and hiding place while avoiding any atacks with my high dex. If it is safe, shoot from cover to the closest ones.
"Telling a shady man in a tavern exactly where my ship will soon be in space sounds like a good way to get attacked by pirates.
But then again, if we're attacked by pirates, maybe the more 'colorful' members of the crew will start to take things seriously. That, or die. Both possibilities are honestly nice."
Katerina takes a deep swig of the drink before continuing.
"They want an escort to Xoa, wherever that is... They need protection from Riperius."
Upon hearing Starbeard's text(?), Katerina immediately disables her comm device.
Get more information about this "systems out of thin vacuum" thing. Have stars literally just popped up in the sky or is this some kind of hyperspace lanes thing? I don't actually know how FTL works here. Could the hyperspace dragon be related to this?
He then sat more comfortably, and asked:"Yeah, when do we head out?"
"Any other questions?"
Thomas noticed on a nearby screen how a violent gunfight was currently occuring in one lower level of the spaceport.
Upon seeing the screen, Thomas didn't need to read Starbeard's text to realize he needed to hurry.
"Sorry to leave so suddenly, but my crewmates have alerted me about urgent business I need to take care of."
With that, Thomas sped off towards the bar Starbeard was in.
"Thank you so much, Ronav! You're a fine fellow, and the gift is much appreciated. I'll put this manual to good use, I promise!"
Ecstatic after having a great experience with its new friend, Sneed waved goodbye with its tentacles as Ronav left. It entered the ship, noticing that no one was there. That didn't affect Sneed's good mood though. It would take much more to put a damper on Sneed's great day.
While Sneed approached its room, its communication device started beeping. Retrieving the device from in between one of its slimy "skin" folds (where Sneed keeps all its belongings), Sneed read the new message.help Starbeard enter bar and kill idiot who try mug Starbeard but now everyone fight and fire arround also cops
come quick
also fire is both gun and flame
bar is burn and people shoot and is all chaos help
Aww, how thoughtful. An invitation to a Space Pirate styled party. It's barely been a day, but Starbeard's already making friends. Good for him. Sneed smiled as it returned the device back to its place.
Decorate my room with my souvenirs. Afterward, leave the ship and search for Starbeard's bar at a leisurely place.
"Sorry. One of the problem children on my ship has apparently gotten himself into trouble or something. I don't really care.
... So let me get this straight. You offer me a deal to allow me to skip many systems full of "danger", then go on to outline how these systems should be totally safe.
Thank you for the information. I'll transfer you 100 credits for the information you've given me alone. But I think going the long way will be more scenic."
With that said, she transfers 100 credits to the man, and enjoys the rest of her drink.
While exchanging fire with more fire, send another message:
enemy grenade blow up bar wall hurry before bar collapse
bar still on fire
Keep shooting those who are firing and staying on cover.
Thomas will run to the bar, trying to avoid the police, or at least trying not to look like anything more than a curious bystander.
Continue toward the bar. While I walk, take out my com device and start skimming my newly acquired manual for useful information. Only use one of my three eyes to look at the manual. Keep my other two eyes on my surroundings.
(I didn't originally specify that Sneed could look at and comprehend multiple things at once with its three eyes, so if that's an issue, then just ignore the manual reading part. Or alternatively, you could roll to determine if Sneed suffers mental fatigue/dizziness from this multitasking. )
Quickly conceal my weapons, find a place to hide and play dead. If someone finds me,
act as if I was drunk and fell asleep and didn't notice the fight in my sleep. Don't let anyone take my weapons.
Arrive at the bar, might as well see what Starbeard's doing in there.
Thomas will casually sidle up to an officer and ask what's going on.
"Roh my. Rhwat an unfortunate raltercation."
Is there surveillance footage from inside the bar? Does the bar look like a place that would have surveillance footage? If I don't know from general knowledge, buddy up to some of the police, introduce myself as a fellow officer of the law, tell them I'm actually here looking into some criminals (technically not a lie!) and that I might be able to more conclusively identify some of the malcontents involved.
"Roh my. Rhwat an unfortunate raltercation."((I suddenly feel like we should try to get some private investigation or bounty hunter work in the future.))
Is there surveillance footage from inside the bar? Does the bar look like a place that would have surveillance footage? If I don't know from general knowledge, buddy up to some of the police, introduce myself as a fellow officer of the law, tell them I'm actually here looking into some criminals (technically not a lie!) and that I might be able to more conclusively identify some of the malcontents involved.
Katerina wanders around the station for a bit, searching for a hand-held weaponry store.
Starbeard slowly gets up and tries to communicate with whatever found him. If they want my weapon, try to convince them that is an outdated and useless old gun that doesn't work.
Starbeard fall asleep
what happen?
Unless I fail to wake up
"Roh, you know. Not exactly on rhe force no more, rhjust wondering rhif I can take a look. Rhyou can join me rhif you like, just heard about one dickhead who got away being on this station, curious rhif it's him again. Do an old dog a favor, huh?"
I just want to take a look, he can come along to make sure I don't tamper with anything if he wants to. Maybe I could even help him out!
"Aww, I missed all the fun." Sneed sighed, but perked up immediately afterward. "Oh well, maybe next time. Starbeard's a fun guy, I'm sure he'll host plenty more parties."
Take photos. If I see Starbeard, wave at him and yell out my best insult (feel free to roll for this :P).
Thomas will go the jail to act as Starbeard's legal counselor, while simultaneously working on a posting to the local planetary network for a replacement crewmember, just in case.
(Do I not get a luck roll to try to wake up? Even if I know it would almost 100% fail, at least give me a roll.)
Try to wake up again. Otherwise, just have dreams of destroying planets and getting drunk.
How incriminating is this footage exactly? Do we get a nice shot of Starbeard decapitating a dude at the very start or is it a bit unclear? Is it a CCTV feed or some kind of sophisticated future surveillance?
In short, evaluate the odds of Starbeard dodging a murder rap for this.
"I want two things. First, a weapon that will fire well in space and has some decent range on it. Preferably ballistic. Second, I'd like a hand-held drill of some kind. Laser or physical, either is fine."
"Hrrwell... that's definitely Starbeard there." Captain Jim looks at Dremus. "Rrhyep. Seems like he got humiliated by a bunch of drunks and responded by massacring two of them. Rrhlemme give you some context on the guy - nonstandard human, one of them Space Pirates, capitalized, if you know what I mean. Nonverbal, none too bright and recently real prone to doing stunts rhof this general nature. Bought in on my shipping venture and thus far we've been on two planets rhand he's fucked things up on both of them within the hour. The first time he unloaded our laser turret several times rhon the inside of the spaceport - authorities came along, said he was some kind of ex-pirate captain, extracted some info rhin return for letting him walk free. Figured rhI'd give him a second chance as well, you know, but this is way rhover the fucking line for me though, shoulda known he'd screw the pooch as soon as nobody was looking."
"Don't think he's mixed up rhwith rhese other perps rhin any plausible capacity, however. Who are they?"
Get background on feuding criminal organizations after informing Officer (detective?) Dremus about the sordid character of my erstwhile partner while clarifying that he's probably not part of whatever shitfight those other gangsters got into.
Remain calm. Try to reach for my marker in my pocket. If succesful, write on the ground.
Starbeard want lawyer
Starbeard has rights
"Yes officer, I certainly do. Starbeard's my friend. In fact, I'd even consider us best friends. I was just yelling out some friendly insults at him. Space Pirates love those." Sneed said, proud of its demonstration of cultural appreciation. "So, why do you ask, officer? Oh! Was I yelling too loudly? You have my sincerest apologies. I'll try to keep my volume down."
Cooperate with the officer. Answer all of his questions honestly and to the best of my knowledge. If he's skeptical of my friendship with Starbeard, prove it by showing him the 'party invitation' that Starbeard sent me earlier.
Thomas will try to get a private meeting with Starbeard, and maybe even try to post bail.
Nakeen, did you see my questions?Oh yes oops. You can totally take a race from another setting
Starbeard's likely facing a murder rap on account of direct camera footage of the scene. How's the situation?
Since I haven't gotten any input on whether I can post my sheet when I'm still on the waitlist(even though I'm technically not), I'm just going to go ahead and do it.(Sorry for not answering quickly! Yes, no problem posting a sheet here. You are in my mental waitlist, all that is left is to write you in the post)Sorry if it's rather long winded. I put a lot of effort into fleshing out the Grox and expanding them away from being an unnatural force of evil and destruction.Spoiler (click to show/hide)
Thomas will talk with Starbeard about what happened,
maybe try to work out some kind of self-defense plea or something, and see if hw can get him released in rime for the mission.
Write a long and confusing story.
...Starbeard join crew when retire from crime life but some trouble happen last planet when slime cause hangar go boom and corrup police steal Starbeard money then Starbeard need drink at bar but there group of criminal that drunk try mug Starbeard so Starbeard cut criminal head and hide when the criminal group start kill all and burn bar with explosion then Starbeard play dead on ground to not die after explosion and fire and cop shoot Starbeard on ground and Starbeard think that shoot people on ground is rude and that being space pirate is equal to criminal is racist so now Starbeard on prison for kill criminal who maybe was murder and drunk so Starbeard should be reward instead for let cop find the criminal group and jail every bad guy at bar because criminal still free and do crime if not catch when Starbeard start trouble at bar also Starbeard still want drink because at bar Starbeard have no money becauuse steal by other planet cop...
Basically I was just there then the criminals attacked me. I was just trying to get a drink and if I had not started the fight they wouldn't have caught the criminal groups. Also the guy who I killed was clearly a drunk criminal so nothing of value was lost.
"I will take that. Where would I find a space explorations tools distributor?"
Katerina takes the 4000 Credit rifle, then seeks out said store.
"..and that's everything I know about my pal Starbeard. Anything else I can do for you, officer?"
Continue cooperating. Once the interview is over, ask if I could go visit Starbeard at the police station. Do so, if permissible.
"Rhwe ractually have a guy on staff. Rhonly one of the crew that isn't some flavor of mad."
"Anyway, rhif I can help any further, here's my contact rhinformation, though rhI'd like to have my name kept out of any murder trials if possible, rhyes?"
Peace out for now, bidding officer Dremus a good day and making sure to catch up with Thomas about what the deal is with Starbeard's case.Quote from: Cpt. Jim Barkley, to: Ship's Legal Counselor Thomas WhitneyStarbeard's likely facing a murder rap on account of direct camera footage of the scene. How's the situation?
Katerina bought the drill, then looked around the store for some more... exotic items. Exciting things.
Thomas was elated; this was the first time in a long time he had gotten to win a case. Maybe things wouldn't be so bad in this new life; maybe he could even learn to enjoy it.
As they walked out of the courtroom, Thomas put his arm on Starbeard's shoulder. "You know, when I joined this crew, I figured we were just doomed to failure after failure, but, today, we just got our first win. And I choose to believe it wasn't a fluke. From now on, we're going to be winners, and you know why? Because we're just that damn good! I saw those surveillance videos; you're pretty good in a fight. If you just used your talents to keep us safe instead of getting into trouble, no one would be able to mess with us. And the same is true for the rest of the crew. If we can figure out a way to work together, I don't think there's a force in the universe that can stop us.
"Now, what say you I get us some drinks and we celebrate our new found camaraderie?"
Thomas will take Starbeard to a (safer) bar and buy the two of them some drinks.
wise word from wise man
Starbeard now muscle to lawyer brain
Follow Thomas to a bar, but don't drink too much. Also protect him from any danger.
Sneed, full of emotions after what it just saw, rushed to catch up with Thomas and Starbeard as they walked out.
"Well done, Thomas! Though I've only seen a total of three trials in my entire life, I can confidently say that your skills as a lawyer are unrivaled. That display of lawyering was remarkable! You won over the hearts and/or cybernetic replacement hearts of the entire courtroom. You too, Starbeard, you crazy old goon! I had no idea about the struggles you've faced. Hidden beneath that rough, gritty exterior is an abused man who just wants a chance at life, and maybe...a hug." Sneed felt like it finally knew the real Starbeard.
Offer Starbeard a hug. Then accompany Thomas and Starbeard to the bar. If they insist I don't come along, then instead go see the captain and tell him everything I learned on my adventure.
"Rhave fun then, rhand don't manslaughter rhanyone this time, rhall right?"
Head back to the ship and ping Katerina to make sure she hasn't run into some kind of obvious danger herself.
There was a very fine line to walk when witnessing assassination of this caliber, and for law enforcement and the regular citizenry alike it led straight the hell out of here. Of course, Jim Barkley was neither of these - he was a detective, dammit, and this was what detectives did as far as he was aware.
"Rhlook on the bright side - rhI definitely didn't see nothing!"
Put the assassin thing off-balance with witty repartee before engaging it in single doggy combat if for some reason it doesn't see fit to respond with polite understanding and/or a valid reason to be choking this person to death. Hopefully the Acrean will be able to help somehow at least.
Also ping the rest of the crew with a high-priority distress call with coordinates attached, which I assume is a thing that space adventurers ought to have (or at least something I as a security expert ought to have).
Katerina returns to the ship, more heavily armed than before, and a little drunk.
fortune is with this crew
crew has luck unlike Starbeard
we return to ship now? captain worry Starbeard start fight againReturn to ship, unless they don't want to yet.
"You know, I was thinking, after this next mission, maybe we should go into private investigating or bounty hunting," Thomas says to Starbeard with a glass of whiskey in his hand and a somewhat glassy-eyed look. "Captain seems pretty good at sussing out clues, I can handle all the legal permits and make sure we don't get arrested and stuff, and you can bring in the perpetrators. I mean, you might have to bring them in alive, which I know isn't exactly your modus operandi, but I think you could handle it, or I guess there might be some contracts where they don't care about their animate state; they just want the body for proof."
Thomas notices the distress call from the captain.
"Oh, hey, Captain's calling us! And with coordinates. I bet he's lonely because we went drinking without him. Wait, can dogs even drink. You know what, that doesn't matter; we should go see the captain."
Thomas will pay for their drinks and try to lead the others to the captain.
Starbeard already do mercenary and bouty hunter work in past before crew
Starbeard like friend idea of work
*distress call*
captain? if captain in danger Starbeard must protect with life
Go help Thomas find the captain to save him.
Sneed mentally reprimanded itself. It got so caught up in its emotions, that it failed to demonstrate affection in the proper way for space pirates. Sneed quickly corrected its mistake.
Aggressively slap Starbeard in the back with one of my tentacles. Assuming there is no horrible fallout from this action, follow Thomas afterward.
Well, in for a penny, in for a shitton of hurt. Fight for my life!
Katerina turns on her communicator, and attempts to contact the captain. If she does not receive a response, she tries to find him manually.
(Alright then)
Thomas will continue drunkenly heading toward the captain's distress signal.
Force my body to become sober and rush to the location the captain sent the distress signal. If going alone is faster, do that. Can't wait for everyone else when the captain needs help now.
(Would those rolls use physical stats? I want to reach the place before the captain dies.)
Follow my crewmates.
If we find reach the captain and/or run into any hostiles, then do the following:
Use my birthing organ to spit out Slimeon Eggs from my mouth at a high velocity toward our enemies' vital body parts. Sneed will protect its friends!
(After looking up Sneed's character sheet again, I finally remembered Sneed could do that :P)
Follow my crewmates.
If we find reach the captain and/or run into any hostiles, then do the following:
Use my birthing organ to spit out Slimeon Eggs from my mouth at a high velocity toward our enemies' vital body parts. Sneed will protect its friends!
(After looking up Sneed's character sheet again, I finally remembered Sneed could do that :P)
Extrapolate the location of a more sensitive location than an arm (four digits, a taste and a scent ought to be good enough to get a vague idea of the species at least) to bite down on, such as a throat or a face or those dangly bits that you don't know what they are.
Katerina, deciding a distress beacon is probably quite important, begins to run towards its location. She prepares her new shiny gun.
(What happened to the trio? Did we reach the place?)
They will never get there in time, but they don't know that.'Twas prophesied.
(How did Katerina get there faster than us? ???)(The power of alcohol!!)
So the question is, who replaces him, I've got my sheet made and posted in thread already, but there are people ahead of me in the waitli- wait a minute, I'm STILL not even ON the waitlist!He is not even dead yet.
So the question is, who replaces him, I've got my sheet made and posted in thread already, but there are people ahead of me in the waitli- wait a minute, I'm STILL not even ON the waitlist!He is not even dead yet.
Thomas is the only one left with medicine skills and he is currently drunk. I think only luck can save the captain now.So the question is, who replaces him, I've got my sheet made and posted in thread already, but there are people ahead of me in the waitli- wait a minute, I'm STILL not even ON the waitlist!He is not even dead yet.
Yeah, don't get ahead of yourself there.
Ruh roh! Cling on to life rhowever I'm able!
(How did Katerina get there faster than us? ???)(The power of alcohol!!)
Katerina immediately notifies the spaceport authorities of the emergency and attempts to give the captain emergency treatment, using scraps of clothing (either from ripping her own clothing or tearing some non-bloody clothes from the dead Acrean). She decides saving his life is a wee more important than pursuing his attacker.
(Why are you expecting me to pickpocket the captain and going to break my hand? I haven't done it yet. I just wanted to do something funny and rp my character. Do you want me to not pickpocket the captain? If so, I can edit my action, but keep in mind we might lose that money forever and half of the crew has 0 credits.)(Katerina is not expecting you to do it- rather, I've stipulated that she will only react if she first sees it happen. It fits with the way that Katerina thinks of Starbeard, and would feel like a natural reaction for her; thusly, I included it in the turn.)
(Guys, did you forget that we're on an inhabited space station? I'm gonna go ahead with my plan that I sort of set up with my last action.)
Not getting any response from the Captain's comm, Thomas starts to get worried, so he decides to call up the station's emergency services.
"Hello, my captain sent out a distress signal, and I haven't been able to contact him. Could you maybe send some security and/or medical personnel to his location?"
(Seems I'm already here. Well, maybe I could have done that as we traveled, but, now that I'm here:)
Thomas will try to perform first aid on the captain.