joiningErr, sorry, but you're too late. We've got 4 players already.
Grab my SMG and the two spare clips, hide them in a concealable location, and get moving down the stairs until I reach Marcus.You grab the Renfield and easily concealed holster that will put the SMG parallel to your spine in easy reach of either hand. [4] It looks good and you think it should hold up to most activities, you slide two clips into the bandoleer as well. You make your way out of your safehouse and into the Kings bounty, it looks tempting and you've got time but you decide it's always better to meet a contact early rather than late. It might be easier to take an elevator down but the stairs offer you a lot more choices if something goes to hell. [4] The maintenance stairs are a good workout but you're in great shape and you make it down feeling warmed up and ready. -0 Stamina
Edit; also, why did my SMG change into an Assault Rifle?
Lie to the intern; convince the intern that I'm here to inspect reports of unusual levels of Carbon Dioxide in the Hydroponics, and that I'm not one of his superiors.
Catch a train to Mother's work section, making sure to avoid scanning stations.
Using my natural charisma, and a minute amount of threatening, convince them both that I'm not worth their time.
Look around for any old friends I might've made some time ago.
Head to the hydroponics area were mother works.
Fix the power problem and then find this "Technocrat"
Look around for any positions that would allow me to fire on the Deadheads without anyone seeing me.
Fix the power problem and then find this "Technocrat"
Dominique checked the equipment they had given her without actually tweaking anything; she understood how it worked just enough to know what it should look like for normal use and didn't want to screw around with it. Once she was satisfied she made sure everything was secure, then headed towards the elevator. No one had better give me any shit on the way there. I'm not in the mood, she thought, glaring around her surroundings through the visor of the unfamiliar helmet. She pressed the elevator call button and cracked her knuckles.
After a few seconds, Dom sighed and punched the wall by the controls impatiently. Frickin' dumbass. I wonder how much surgery that punk's gonna have to go through to get his face looking normal again. Someone was always trying to ruin her day, whether it was an inappropriate comment, a funny look, or trying to shove her around because she was just 'a stupid grunt maintenance worker.' Then again, maybe it wouldn't be so bad if someone did try to start something. She had a bit of stress to work out anyway... Nah, save it for later. After working a red shift, beating someone's face in will be a frickin' walk in the park.
Try to get into the shelves.
Continue scanning and fixing
Head down to the vaults.
"Fuckin' thing...." Dominique muttered under her breath as she swiped the card for the third time. Again, there was no luck. So not only are they asking me to do something dangerous, they give me faulty fucking equipment too. Just great. She set her jaw and took a step back.
Shit. Wish I knew this area better. Maybe there's another way around. But as far as she knew this was the only way through, and she just wanted to get this job over and done with so she wouldn't have to worry about what that silver stuff was. For now, she looked around for something suitably large and heavy to smash the control panel with.
Tarran, I'm surprised you didn't notice the misspelling of your name. ::)Eh. Just kinda didn't pay any attention since the joke's so damn old and I've got a character named Tarren in another RTD that I've kinda gotten used to it.
Tarran, I'm surprised you didn't notice the misspelling of your name. ::)Eh. Just kinda didn't pay any attention since the joke's so damn old and I've got a character named Tarren in another RTD that I've kinda gotten used to it.
Startled, Dominique adjusted her hold on the crowbar so she was wielding it with two hands. Huh. Maybe a red shift'll be more fun than I thought. She grinned and charged forward. Whatever this Mite was up to, it probably wasn't good. Bastard was probably responsible for what happened to the other team, and even if he wasn't, he definitely had no business down here. She ended her charge with a heavy swing towards the man's head; the quicker she put him down, the quicker she could report it and get her job done.
talk to Lorenzo.
Take aim at the Deadheads.
Find that technocrat (The weird one)
I know this is bad in Metagaming perspective, but this is what my character would do, so I'm doing it.
Pew pew the deadheads. Gun them down as quickly and silently as possible.
Look around for the Technocrat
"Slippery little..." Dom muttered as she got back to her feet and walked over to the maintenance chute. Wonder if I could just plug this thing up. She was sure she had seen a few sheets of metal outside, near where she had grabbed the crowbar. Maybe she could find something suitable and use the welding tool to close off the opening. At least until she was finished, anyway.
Jump down and shout out: "Err, frack, sorry, I didn't mean to shoot all of you! Anyone not full of needles, you have my permission go get help. Though if you tell anyone that I'm the one that shot you all, we're going to have a talk." Then proceed to pick up my dropped clip and load my gun again.
Attend to my wounds.
talk to Lorenzo.
"Hold your fire, my mothers the project manager", Stay conscious
Mow down the Deadheads while walking slowly towards the other clip.
talk to Lorenzo.
"Meh..." Dom said, observing the finished product. Good enough for government work, as they said. Time to find out what the real problem to fix was. If she had to guess, she was sure there was a leak of that mercury-looking liquid, and she had to patch it. So she went back to get another sheet of metal and then look around.
I really look forward to the point when the group is forced to team up... Tarran and Taric are going to be nine kinds of fun when they're in the same room.Indeed.
Dominique looked at the three exits, hands on her hips and left foot tapping the ground as she thought matters over. What even are the secondary systems, anyway? Well, it wasn't her job to know. She entered the secondary systems exit and looked around for any obvious problems, keeping the crowbar close at hand. Just in case something or someone needed to get hit.
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take take everything from the box, ask what she looks like, and get out of there.
"Shit!" Dominique said as she got back to her feet. Where the hell did they get guns at? He was clearly the bigger threat of the two, but she wouldn't be able to get to him with the pipe-wielding Mite between them. She grit her teeth and renewed her grip on the crowbar, rotating it once to get a feel for its weight. "What, out of ammo?" she asked mockingly, glancing from one to the other.
The pipe-wielding Mite had closed range, and she ducked to the side, swinging the crowbar for his legs. If he was unable to walk, he wouldn't be able to stop her from taking care of the other one.
Wear the body armor under the maintenance uniform, and wear the maintenance tag. go searching in the casino, by the video poker. DONT PLAY
Kill the last Dead Head. ACTUALLY TRY TO AVOID SHOOTING INNOCENT PEOPLE FOR ONCE.
Tackle him.
That hadn't gone as well as Dominique had hoped, and the other Mite pulling out a knife made things a lot worse. She knew from experience - both using one and having one used against her - that a knife didn't require much in the way of leverage or strength to deal damage. She had to take care of this quickly. She charged at the pipe-wielding Mite in an attempt to bull him over the safety railing and eliminate that threat.
pretend that a poker machine behind her needs fixing, once behind her, slit her throat.
Your actions happen BEFORE mine.Oh they do? No, they don't, our actions happen at the same time. Still, get your point. Editing my action.
Glad we got that cleared up, sorry if caused some offence :)Ehh, you didn't cause any. It's just that you and your mother are starting to get annoying. Both for me and my Character. :P
Your actions happen BEFORE mine.Oh they do? No, they don't, our actions happen at the same time. Still, get your point. Editing my action.
I am trying to defuse the situation to get you to kill her ex ;D
Editing.
That's for Jon >:D
You're right D'oh
Ask the gunman what he's doing here.
Grab the extra clip and reload my SMG while moving towards the door that leads to Marcus.
One down, one to... ah! Dom turned to the second Mite just as he knifed her in the arm. "All right, you bastard. You want blood, you're getting it!" She went straight for the head with a swing from her crowbar.
so, ill end up dead before the intro, i see. :'( If i do die, could i just make a new character on the waiting list?
tackle peacemaker Ceal, and shoot her with the energy pistol at point blank. repeatedly. in the head, too
Dom grit her teeth and took a step back to get more room to swing with. She wasn't about to let this bastard get to his feet; hell, she wasn't going to let him ever get up again. She swung the crowbar down as hard as she could towards his back, fully prepared to keep swinging until she had broken every bone in his torso.
Ask him who marcus is and follow him.
Open the door to Marcus.
Dom struck the body with the crowbar again, venting a little of her omni-present rage on the unfortunate bum. Breathing heavily, she took a step back and put her free hand on the safety railing. "...Bastards..." she said after she felt she had recovered, then knelt by the body and took the knife. It might come in handy. Damn. Which way was I going?
She would have to take a moment to remember it. For now, she planned on cutting up the Mite's suit and making a patch for her puncture wound; it wouldn't be a good idea to handle hazardous materials with a hole in her suit. The injury itself could be seen to later.
Dominique stood there like a lump and stared at the melted machinery for a few minutes. She had absolutely no idea what to do with the wreckage before her. Damn it. I'd better just get this done, she thought, grumbling under her breath. If she ended up damaging the systems even worse, she'd blame it on her boss. It's not like she had any experience or knowledge with this.
Turn to Taricus and say: "If you're going to follow me, keep that baton at the ready. Never know what can happen with this shady dealers...", then go to the meeting point with Marcus.
Follow Tarran.
keep on "motivating" Ceal, with the knife
With a sigh of relief, Dominique smiled to herself and headed out of the room. She felt like she'd actually accomplished something here - more than just making the area a little safer, anyway. She glanced at the body of the Mite as she made her way back to the central area. Once she got there, she'd head for the primary systems. Maybe, if she took a careful look around, she could find a map in the central area. It would make navigating these tunnels easier.
"...Jack... Ass..." Try to trip the Arbiter.
Dominique immediately moved to the shadows. While this guy sounded like he needed his ass kicked, she was curious to find out just what he was doing down here. As far as she was aware nobody came down to these dangerous areas without a good reason, and if it turned out he and his mysterious buddy were up to no good, she'd see they got what was coming to them.
"He had my access card for hydroponics, any way I need to get to the power station, the power to this area has been cut off deliberately".
Spray and pray my SMG into any weakspot her armor may have.
Dominique swallowed heavily and gripped her knife tighter. This person was with the Mites, that much was certain. If she went for him, she would have maybe a moment of surprise, if she was lucky. But she was going to bank on it. She wasn't scared. When he passed, she would go for the arms, try to stab them as much as possible to weaken them and prevent him from fighting back. Then she would ask him what he thought he was doing down here.
"Will do."
punch that bitch in the face with my knucklers, then stab her some more
Dom shook her head at the lily-livered Mite and knelt beside him. "You won't be needing these," she said as she took the knife and pistol from his body. Now, what to do with him...? Maybe he knows what's going on. She took a few steps back, keeping her eyes on him, and raised the pistol. When he got up, he would some explaining to do, and she wasn't the patient sort... so she stomped his stomach and, keeping her weight on him, pointed the pistol at his face.
JAB THE KNIFE IN CEAL'S HEART
Finish Ceal off with any means necessaryI'd recommend you go after the people who are actually threats instead, since Ceal is going to die next turn anyway..
Dom cursed and got back to her feet. Well, shit. Now what? It looked like this guy was down for the count. She could finish him off... but she didn't have time. She would just leave him there and continue on towards the main systems, keeping the gun up and ready for any further threats.
Dom took a deep breath, staring down the Unchained Operative. He's got the numbers advantage... she thought, feeling the pain in her back from the fall, in her arm from the knife wound. She wasn't sure she could win if push came to shove, and even though she wanted to kick his ass for being arrogant and condescending, she didn't want to get killed here, either.
"I have a job to do here." She gestured at the piping with her free hand. "I have to fix the water systems." Which I'm fairly certain you Unchained screwed up in the first place, jackass, she added mentally. And I get the feeling he's not going to let me just do my damn job and go home. "What are you doing, anyway?" she asked, stalling for time to figure out what she should do.
Dom hesitated. She didn't really have anything to gain by pursuing a fight. If she really wanted to, she could always find someone else willing to exchange a few punches. But could she trust him? Her female intuition said yes, and after a moment she sighed and switched her grip on the pistol so she was holding the grip out to him. "If I thought I could take the lot of you, I would," she said. "But I'm not an idiot."
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I personally have nearly no bones to pick. Quite a good RTD, man. The only thing I find a little strange is putting Marcus behind the Deadheads; forcing me to cause damage when they could have just as easily did the ambush somewhere away from the public.
"Ok, but I want to know what I'm doing in the same room as the terrorist who attacked the hydroponics area?"I respond by glaring at Taricus. "We wouldn't be in this mess if you had helped me."
"That'll be you, unfortunatly they aren't shooting you."
"HA, that'll atleast get the rest of us laughing. But how many people is the technocracy shipping off for all the primary ports to be full?""I'll remember to kick your ass for saying those two sentences some day, good sir."
"And captain cynic, you might not mind the shock but I will have the deadhead fling your own puke on you when you're done if you don't lighten up. Cheers."I would lighten up if you all would stop acting like assholes to me. Jesus, guys, I would be your friends if you didn't take everything I say as an attack towards you."
"That chick we heard over the speaker... she one of your people? That shit about chains and cords... that sounds like freedom fighter talk.""Damned if I know. I've never heard her voice before in my life. As far as I know they could be another insane group of people, like the technocracy, only fighting for different ideals. Or maybe they're all insane and are just being insane. Or maybe even they're being mind controlled. I have no idea whatsoever. But one thing's for sure; they don't care if we die or not."
"God... Damn... Urgh, it just keeps getting better and better. Alright, everyone, we're clearly going to have to work with each-other now. We might as well introduce ourselves. My name is Tarran. Tarran Smith. I'm a freedom fighter responsible for the death of Harold Szero, and Tamika Bock. I'm pretty good with a gun and I'm usually good at talking to people. Don't ask me to pick up crates, though, because I'm not exactly the strongest man in the universe. Anyone strong? Because I'd recommend you grab a baton instead of me grabbing one, since I'm not really the best at melee weapons."
Get up and slug towards the exit door.
Dominique got up, throwing aside the chair she'd been restrained in. Damn, it felt good to be on her feet and moving again! She rolled her shoulders and stretched her legs, getting used to the feeling of movement again. "Someone strong? That'd be me you're looking for. As I said earlier, name's Dom Wakeman. I was a grunt maintenance worker, moved a lot of heavy shit, beat a lot of people up with my bare hands. And sometimes crowbars," she said, as if trying to make a joke out of it.
She picked up the baton and stuck it into her belt. "Here, let me." She trudged across the floor of the cargo hold and started pulling at the door, trying to get it open. "That chick we heard over the speaker... she one of your people? That shit about chains and cords... that sounds like freedom fighter talk."
Follow the woman in green.
Introduce myself, see if the guard has anything useful
Find NathanielDude... It's not worth it, he's very likely dead, and your character should know it.
Find NathanielDude... It's not worth it, he's very likely dead, and your character should know it.
Climb to the top of the ship and examine the surroundings.
"We should salvage what we can, we don't know what or who shot us down."
Dom looked up at the sky. "Damn..." she said with a brief whistle through her teeth. She thought she knew before, but it was really hitting her that she wasn't home anymore. Taric and Tarran argued while she looked around, taking in her surroundings. "I wonder how far we are from anything?" she mused as she hopped down to the ground.
We got shot down... So we can't be that far from some sort of civilization. But on the other hand, said people destroyed the transport. It might not be a good idea to go looking for them. This is all over my head... guess I'll just see what everyone else thinks, she thought, running a hand through her hair. "Yo, guys. What we should do? Try to get to civilization or what?" Dominique poked among the wreckage for a moment, trying to figure out which way they had been heading before the crash from the skids.
"Can't say I like the idea, what with them already having shot us down once. But it probably ain't safe out here, either," she said.
Follow the others
Tell the group about what I see, then look around some more
"All right, sure." Dom could easily see the advantage in having a ship's armament on hand. "Whatcha need?" she asked, coming over to see how she could help out.
"I just need it removed, I can rig it up as a heavy weapon if you can do so"
Jump off, get the fuck outta there
"Shit, I don't know," Dom replied as she struggled to her feet. "We tried to get the damn cannon off..." There wasn't time to talk about it. "Jump!" she yelled up to Trollan. "I'll catch ya!" The faster he was on the ground, the faster they could get outta there.
"Shit" Get away from the ship.
Make my jog around the ship a sprint away from the ship.
Wow, lots of 3s.
I'm just glad none of us rolled a 1 luck roll or dexterity roll. That would have been bad.Wow, lots of 3s.
Yeah, I guess fate decided it needed a round of blah to balance the Hyperfail and incredible luck of last round.
(Use my charisma) "Alright, we'll come with you. On one condition; you tell us what's going on around here." Get into da transport.
"Damn it..." Dom muttered under her breath. Damn guns. If they didn't have them she'd thrash them within an inch of their lives. But since they did, she'd just have to wait for an opportune moment when the rifle's advantage - range - was negated. Maybe when they were in the transport...
Tranport Identified
She sighed and moved towards it.
Just hop in, I don't wanna turn out like Ceal.
Examine their equipment while moving towards the transport.
Sit down and try to determine the specifics of the rifles.
Dom said nothing for a moment, simply fixing her attention on Joseph... observing him. "So. You're all Unchained then," she said. Not a question, just a statement of what she had seen, mostly said just to let her allies know it as well. "I caught one of you people sabotaging water filtration systems back home."
She didn't know what he had hoped to gain from that, but it was irrelevant at the moment. "I did him a favor and 'forgot' to mention him in my report. So now I'm asking a favor from you. Why'd you shoot us down and abduct us at gunpoint?"
Dominique glanced over at Tarran, then back to Joseph. "Fine. I still don't know what you want with us, but whatever." She leaned back in her chair and closed her eyes. Tarran sounded like he was much better with speaking than her anyway, and he was one of them. He had a better chance of getting help from them than she did.Just wait; I'll roll a 1 on my speech and luck roll. Just you wait. :P
Interrupt Dominique's conversation "I would let it down, then kill the pilot."
"*Cough*, uh, I haven't introduced myself. Name's Tarran Smith, I'm on your side, I'm a freedom fighter. As proof, I've killed Harold Szero and Tamika Bock. I've also done a bunch of other crap too that managed to get me face-to-face with a freaking Arbiter."
"Oh, and if you guys ever had a dealer named Marcus; he's dead now, I killed him. He sold me out to the Arbiter and got me into this mess."
Dominique glanced over at Tarran, then back to Joseph. "Fine. I still don't know what you want with us, but whatever." She leaned back in her chair and closed her eyes. Tarran sounded like he was much better with speaking than her anyway, and he was one of them. He had a better chance of getting help from them than she did.Just wait; I'll roll a 1 on my speech and luck roll. Just you wait. :P
Test out psionic powers by forming shapes with dust
"Mmm? Psionics? Are they honestly afraid of me because of psionics? I'm pretty sure I wouldn't be able to mind control a fly. I thought they'd sent me for being a good shot. Or something else. But not psionics."
Alright you've got one shot at this, [Kinetics Roll 4+1 you lucky bastard] you can almost feel the shot line up as you fire. [Quickshot roll 3+2 Kinetics boost] You catch the Deadhead Mid-air as he leaps to bash your brains in (Deadhead -35 CPU),
All of you got a single use of psionics throughout the tutorial, you and Dom got kinetics, while trol and Taric got empathetics (Theirs are hidden under 'Failed roll not shown' though. :-\ )So... 2/3 people that will likely use Psionics failed while me, the person who doesn't plan on using it, gets a 5?
Your Psionic moment wasQuoteAlright you've got one shot at this, [Kinetics Roll 4+1 you lucky bastard] you can almost feel the shot line up as you fire. [Quickshot roll 3+2 Kinetics boost] You catch the Deadhead Mid-air as he leaps to bash your brains in (Deadhead -35 CPU),
Oh, so it's stress?
Well, I won't use Psionics actively, that's for sure. But if those situations require psionics... Then whatever, I'll use them.
"Wait, what?" Dominique asked, sitting up and paying more attention. "Psionics? Don't that require, like, a big brain or somethin'?" She pointed a thumb at Taric. "I can buy this guy, you're like a hacker right? So you're probably smart enough for that kind of thing." Dom shook her head. "But, uh, being honest here I got stuck with grunt maintenance because I failed my schooling pretty hard." She didn't think she was dumb or anything. She just didn't care much for higher learning, like algebra or how to repair machinery and stuff like that. She was strong and she was sticking to her best point.
"Even if I do have, uh, psychic powers or whatever, how can I tell? I mean can I just like look at you really hard, and make your head blow up or somethin'?" She'd never tried it, but that didn't mean it couldn't happen.
OK, gotcha.
She didn't really get it, but maybe there was something to this whole psionic thing. She DID have a pretty good 'danger-sense.' "I'm still not completely sold on it," Dominique said. Still, he had gotten her curiosity piqued, so she was willing to see where all this was going. For now, it seemed like a long ride, and without anything to really occupy her time she decided to just close her eyes and rest for the moment.
Try and find a way to improve the beam rifles
dont talk, just stay silent and make sure this dude doesn't lie
"Eh. Doubt I'll ever use it. Anyway, how long until we get to your base? I'm starting to get a little sore."
"Hey, I think I can Improve the broadbeam rifles. though that can wait for this "Orientation"."
Dom wasn't used to being stared down. She wasn't used to having little icicles sliding around the inside of her skull, either. What the hell...? Shit, I didn't even know those tunnels were under a tower. She cocked her head to the side and glanced at her companions. Maybe I did know and forgot about it, and she picked it up when she read my mind? Dominique shuddered. Her thoughts were her own business.
"So, what, we've just been press-ganged into the Unchained or somethin'?" she said, turning to Joseph. "Guess I can't complain, if the people in charge shipped us off obviously they don't want us anymore," Dom muttered, mostly to herself, before returning her attention to the officer. "Anyway, what's this orientation business? Is it like... psionic training?" The idea seemed to freak Tarran out, and she looked over at him. Wonder what his deal is. This 'survive' thing is probably just bullshit to make it seem like it's harder than it really is. I bet I can do it, no sweat. Once she learned how, anyway.
"All right, I got this." Dominique punched her fists together. "So whattaya want us to do after orientation? 'Cause if you need some materials moved around or somethin' I totally got that covered." A thought struck her and she paused. "Oh, and, you guys got anything to drink? I'm dying of thirst here." She looked around the office, sizing the place up and seeing if there was anything it might be useful to remember.
Just eat at the mess hall, then sleep for a while
"...Wow, that was anti-climatic."
I'm hungry. Go to the mess hall.
Dom sat on the edge of her bed, swinging her legs idly. She hadn't noticed any real difference from the orientation yet, but maybe it just took time. Or maybe her psionics were... what was the term she'd heard? Passive? Whatever, it just meant that she didn't have to think about it, they would sort themselves out as necessary. Still, she was curious as to what she could do.
She looked at her old jumpsuit, torn and slightly bloody, laying on the floor next to the bed. People in movies move stuff with their mind like all the time. Maybe I can now. She concentrated on the green cloth, trying to lift it onto the bed with force of will alone.
Find the lab
Ask for a rifle, and explain my upgrades on the broadbeam rifles
Look around the base for an Armory.
Dom folded the jumpsuit and left it on the bunk. ...Guess everyone already got up and went about their business, she thought. Maybe I'd better get breakfast, too. She was hungry as hell, like she always was in the morning, but that little test had put an edge on it. There might be a map or somethin' around here. I don't really wanna wander the halls for an hour looking for the cafeteria. If she couldn't find one, though, she'd just have to trust her intuition.
Go to the training area, train
I'm going on the technocracy's hitlist aren't I?
Grab some guns, and a few extra hidden knives
Go to the Signifer and ask for guns.
Go to the mess hall and get some food
Dominique listened to the light chatter while she ate what was left of the rations, but didn't really overhear anything that interested her. I could probably get some practice in. I haven't had a good fight since those Mites, and hell if I remember when that was. She had been unconscious for awhile, most of a trip to this moon at the very least, and she had been abducted a few days after the incident in the first place.
"Hey, where do I go for some sparring?" she asked the nearest person. She'd feel a lot better after hitting someone a few times.
Pfffft. These guys have no non-superpowerful rifles? They aren't going to last long in a outdoors gunfight, that's for sure.The Irin is a particle weapon, and thus is powered by energy cells. Also, you are equating an outdoor fight to an outdoor fight on earth. Outside of the barrens the vegetation is... dense. A long range rifle isn't the most useful thing. You also have to remember that the main armory is still controlled by the independent forces. Most of the effective weapons they have are in the hands of what armed forces they have.
What does the Irin Combat Shotgun fire anyway? There don't appear to be any shells at all.
"an anti-armor rifle and some light body armor, please"You're not getting any ammo? Sir, what use is a gun without ammo?
Any weapon you order will come with one full magazine, which in the case of the Ichneumon is one round.Oh, I thought they came with nothing.
Dominique frowned and got back to her feet. She wasn't leaving the training arena until she'd won a fight. For now, she'd scope out the competition, see who looked like a good opponent. Maybe she could learn something from the next one she fought.
"Jeez, they value this equipment more than our lives? Ehh, give me a Renfield SMG and 4 .115 clips."
"Chimera pistol, light armor, and as much ammo for the pistol as i can buy."
Head to the signifier
"Hey, jackass, I saw that. Screw you, asshole." Throw something valuble next to him onto the ground.
Go back down to training and challenge somebody i could take that is not Dom
Dominique gave him a long, slow look, one that said she'd appraised him and he just wasn't worth her time. However, that was only the beginning of her taunting. "Five credits?" she asked. "Guess you know you don't have a shot at winning. But whatever, I'll be more than happy to take your cash." She took a few steps back. "Come on, then. Maybe if you're lucky you'll only need a few days in the hospital."
"Ok, a broadbeam and a combat armour please."
"Hey, Taric. How's it going?" Go to Training. If I can, follow the trail of dirt that Trol made if he made a trail.
Head back to the lab and improve the broadbeam rifle
"okay, anybody else wanna fight?"
"Thanks," Dominique growled, a hand pressed to her ribs. "I think I'll go see that doctor." She laughed, then grimaced as it brought fresh pain to her bones. "I thought he was gonna be a pushover, he was talking such ridiculous shit. And he also owes me five credits." She started to head back towards the barracks. What should I do after seeing the doc? ...Guess I'll try and find that Cassandra chick, see if I can make myself useful around here. She hated sitting around doing nothing.
Freaking +4 to Psionics. Goddamn, I don't understand why she doesn't just capitalize on her always-succeed power and win this war for us.
Also serious before following through with your earlier action, Cassandra might be unhappy if you made her repeat her initial instructions to go to the signifer's office. The Matriarch is not a woman to repeat herself.
+4 when dealing with PCsFreaking +4 to Psionics. Goddamn, I don't understand why she doesn't just capitalize on her always-succeed power and win this war for us.
Also serious before following through with your earlier action, Cassandra might be unhappy if you made her repeat her initial instructions to go to the signifer's office. The Matriarch is not a woman to repeat herself.
+4 when dealing with PCsFreaking +4 to Psionics. Goddamn, I don't understand why she doesn't just capitalize on her always-succeed power and win this war for us.
Also serious before following through with your earlier action, Cassandra might be unhappy if you made her repeat her initial instructions to go to the signifer's office. The Matriarch is not a woman to repeat herself.
So wait, we have a former high ranking technocrat with us. Nice.
Patriarch, Matriarch and praetors.
She has... limitations. There are things stronger than her, and one of those things was fought by herself, the patriarch, and the 8 praetors. The patriarch and six of the praetors were killed by the thing, those who survived have a sort of... psychic scarring. Part of the reason she's such a bulldog bitch when dealing with people, she can't help like she feels she's obligated to....You mean there are NPCs with an even higher modifier than +4 on Psionics?
That's why we snipe them tarran, they won't get plot bonuses.Dude, with that kind of power, they'll see my bullet coming five hours before I even fire it.
Ah, right. I stand corrected.
That's why we snipe them tarran, they won't get plot bonuses.Dude, with that kind of power, they'll see my bullet coming five hours before I even fire it.
"...Thanks," Dom said, moving about and testing the injury. It was still sore, and would be for awhile yet she guessed, but it wasn't actually painful like it was before. "I'm supposed to report to the Signifier. Where can I, uh, find him?" she asked, figuring the doctor would know. And if he didn't, there were other people in the office she could ask.
Take a quick nap
Go to the firing range and fire training weapons down range carefully (training marksman) if they have any. If they don't have any training weapons, fire one spike at a time at a target carefully (training marksman) until one of my clips is empty. If there's no firing range, just wait around twiddling my thumbs.
Go to the training area and test the rifle out.
And how much RC do I have?'
Sleep more
Dom looked over the list and took a minute figuring out how much what she wanted would total up to. "All right... I'll take, uh, a chimera pistol with two clips for it and the lightest body armor here."
(The chimera takes .22s, right? If so I think I have enough to cover it all. If not, just ignore the chimera/ammo and bump the armor up to reinforced hazard suit.)
Head to the matriarch and inquire about the armory
Fire furiously at the target again.
Bored, my guy randomly wanders around until he reaches the matriarch.
Regroup
"Yeah, I hear ya. I think I'll go back to my bunk and lay down for awhile." Dom gathered her items and left, intending to get some rest. The doc had said she could sleep it off, and while she didn't really believe it, she planned to at least try it out. At the very least a little shuteye would do her some good.
Dominique dreamed about the time she smashed a guy's face in with his own hand.
Head back to the barracks
Follow Taric.
*Checks his clock, tick tock....*Really? Huh.
Hmph, things are very behind schedule indeed. You were meant to be farther ahead when this happened.
A new faction has arisen: The Motherless Sons...And? Why are they so important that they get a bold?
*Checks his clock, tick tock....*Really? Huh.
Hmph, things are very behind schedule indeed. You were meant to be farther ahead when this happened.
QuoteA new faction has arisen: The Motherless Sons...And? Why are they so important that they get a bold?
You remember when I mentioned "other fun crap"? That's them, at this point the reveal is just to keep you guys from falling asleep. :-[Too late, I'm already asleep in the game. :P
Wait 'till we get a mission
Relax then meet with morgan
Generically go to sleep until it's time to meet with morgan.
You quoted my post into both Taricus's turn and mine. You also called Trol Troll. Fail?*Failpalm* (X2 for failing when making this post as well)
Stop harassing him.
"Alright, time to crack some sculls and hopefully not have our own cracked. Don't fear death men, because you won't see it coming anyway, so you might as well make the best of life and not fear death! I do not have any orders for you, but one: Kill all those bastards! Do not retreat and leave your friends to die, for that is the sign of a coward! Do not worry over pain, for you shall inflict it onto your enemies five times over! Now, KILL THEM ALL!"
"WWWWHHHEEEEEEE"
"LEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOY JEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEENKIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
No words, only action.
Not my fault my character ENJOYED the drop :D
*Wipes away a tear*That's what you'll see from a guy with 9 charisma.
Just a few hours and people have forgotten Tarran the Terrorist who was prepared to vomit into a hat, now they see him Tarran the Fearless Leader.
The little babies are all growin up...
I'm thinking they would've shipped me out for insanity if I wasn't a psionic :DNah, you seem relatively sane to me.
"Load up and ready your weapons and follow me. Stay stealthy, we're all by ourselves. Trol, cover our rear. Taric, stay close behind me. Dominique, keep your eyes on any hallway splits or other exposing features. Alright? Move out." Ready my Renfield SMG and randomly go down one direction of the hallway.
Follow Tarran's orders
Everything seemed to be have passed by in a blur, but now that there was a quiet moment, Dom got her bearings. "Got it," she said to Tarran. She fell into step beside him, keeping crouched to present as little a target as possible, and swept her eyes from one side of the hallway to the other.
do what the boss says
That's a... bold move.I'm in front. I'll get shot either way unless I retreat into the back, which I won't. Might as well lessen my chances of getting shot by being a moving target and also rushing them while they're not ready.
You are aware that you are not wearing any armor?
one, one, one, ooooonnnnneeeeee!!!Sush, or I'll blow your head off.
Dom knew one thing about guns. She knew that if she got in their faces before they could shoot, they'd never have a chance to pull the trigger; it just wasn't practical to try and shoot at someone at point-blank range when they're physically attacking you. She charged forward, firing the pistol as she went at the one not holding a riot shield. When she got close she'd have to try and take one of those shields away.
"DIE DIE DIE" shoot at the strongest one.
Torch the bastards
"Let 'em have it!" Fire my SMG at the 1st one while charging into and attempting to knock over the second.
Shoot somebody
HOLY SHI-
Aim at the leader
Point, but go for one that won't be hit with a +3 to hit gun.The strongest one probably isn't the leader, considering the bullets he took. by "strongest", i mean healthiest
Point, but go for one that won't be hit with a +3 to hit gun.
(Also, no one is batting an eyebrow over !!Trol!! being on fire?)Nah, it's just a skin wound. /lamejokeislame
"Don't you dare point that thing at me!" Go for quick punches (using dexterity?) against Reddy and try to get him to drop his shield.
Get it off, GET IT OFF!!
"Alright guys, we've got them surrounded. LET IT RIP!" Open fire on the leader
Die, twitch spasmodically.
FUCKING CHARGE THE STRONGEST ONE, STABBING HIM REPEATEDLY
Growling ferally, Dom rolled to her feet, going for the guy who had just shield-blocked her. She was going to rip that shield away and break every bone in his body with it. With one hand she went for the shield, and with the other she attempted to pistol-whip him.
Struggle.
I sense possible friendly fire...Nah, we'll have his shield in the way either way, since he has to cover from one of us.
Give Mr. Red a nice flaming hug
Aim at red.
Run around behind Reddy so at least one of us will get a clear shot. Then fire at him if he chooses not to block me with his shield.
Dom raised a foot. "Go to hell, bastard!" she yelled as she brought it down as hard as she could on his neck, intending to snap it and finish him off before focusing on the last one standing.
Scream and struggle
Get out form under the crazy bitch's knee!
Burn
Try to remain conscious, struggle
Dom leaned her weight on that foot. Although it meant dividing her attention, she reloaded the pistol while applying pressure, so she'd be ready for the next group they might encounter. Once this guy was dead, she'd take his shield, then see about helping her allies.
Stop, Drop, and Roll
Fire
Fu....
Reload a clip into my SMG and examine the source of the leader-body's whistling.
Explode
[bratty child] Hey, I was on fire first! why is it about tarran? [/bratty child]Because I'm more important than you. :P
[bratty child] Hey, I was on fire first! why is it about tarran? [/bratty child]
Plus most of the new titles for the thread that reference a specific character have been about Tarran. (Tarran gets trigger happy, Tarran gets crispy fried, etc)Because I am so important. Everyone, bow down before me!
"AW SHIT. MOTHER-..." Attempt to put myself out.
Dom grabbed the shield, then looked over at the sound of the explosion. "Ah, shit!" she said, just noticing that two of her allies were on fire. She immediately looked up to see if there was some sort of sprinkler system she could activate to try and help them out.
Look for anthing to help with the fire
Put myself out
"We need to take them by surprise. Kill and cripple as many as possible before they can act. Taric, take out the ones with the big guns. Dominique, charge and take out the closest to us. Trol, charge and take out the second closest to us. I'll try to wound as many as I can with a quick burst. Afterwards it's a free-for-all. Sound good?"
"Got it." Dom rushed out, going straight for the closest independent to shield-bash him down. She would then shoot him while he was down while keeping her shield between herself and the rest of the enemies.
Seize the advantage and thank whatever God is willing to listen
Follow Tarran's plan. Move in and target the ones with any sort of weapons apart from smg, pistols and batons.
Ow...
Get the fuck out of the open
Panic, shoot somebody
"got it." Put my knife in the dude's back
Hold the shield
Hold fast, assemble a shield
Shoot the one with the Knife, order a regroup.
What in hellfire?!
A one on the check for the yell would be hilarious :DOn the other hand, a 5 would make them shit their pants. :P
Unload into Team Foxtrot until they're dead or my clip is out while shouting as bloodthirsty as I can: "DIE YOU SUCKERS!".
Shout "I AM DEATH INCARNATE!!!!!!!!!" and stab the rest of foxtrot
"TAKE THAT SNIPER OUT!" Fire at the Assault rife gunner
Just hold it together... a little... longer.
Kill Dominique
Help the new squad
Don't pass out... have to do something useful.
Hold the barrier, Return fire.
Shoot Trol
Dom grimaced in pain, but shoved it aside for the moment; she could worry about her wounds when the shooting stopped. Letting the shield fall, she instead shot at Constantine. Once the girl was dead, she'd take the Abassy and fire at the Deadeye maintaining a shield for Echo.
Keep cool, return fire.
Reload and run into cover. Start demanding their surrender on the threat of death.
Sounds good to me. I claim everything I kill. :3>:o
Oi, get your own rifle, the Jormungdr is MINE!But you've already got a broadbeam!
Oi, get your own rifle, the Jormungdr is MINE!But you've already got a broadbeam!
Oh fine fine fine. Take it.
I demand a laser rifle when you can make one as compensation.
Oi, get your own rifle, the Jormungdr is MINE!But you've already got a broadbeam!
Oh fine fine fine. Take it.
I demand a laser rifle when you can make one as compensation.
Done
KEEP FIRING!
Get back under cover, reload
Kill the sniper
Get some breathing room...
Yank the knife out of the captains face and go stabby-stabby
Fire on Taric
Dom grimaced in pain, but shoved it aside for the moment; she could worry about her wounds when the shooting stopped. Letting the shield fall, she instead shot at Constantine. Once the girl was dead, she'd take the Abassy and fire at the Deadeye maintaining a shield for Echo.
KEEP FIRING!
AUUUGGHHH!!!
Down the sucker that tried to shoot me.
Christ, I just realized how many grammatical mistakes were in that last post... This makes me unhappy...Personally, I didn't notice them. Don't go to hard on yourself, it's not a big dea-OH GOD YOU MADE A MISTAKE YOU BASTARD I WILL NEVER HAVE KIDS.
Get to cover!
Goddamn... Push Pistol into Trol's Ribs and fire.
Dominique ignored Mandon and checked the capacity of her gun. Still three rounds left... once that asshole kicks the bucket I should check his pockets for more. Since she wasn't in any immediate danger that she could see, she took careful aim at the Deadeye she had just shot.
Fire on the largest group of Independent fighters.
Finish my enemy off, then grab the shotgun
Please... heaven... help me....
Get. The. Hell. Up.
Keep Firing!
Avoid Blackout
Keep up the barrier for the Lambda squad, return fire if possible.
Reload my pistol and dual wield it, then cover team Echo/Lambda's position in a lead shower.
"Inconsiderate"?
You know, failure to die on command isn't often labeled as inconsiderate.
Push Trol off, shoot him
Kill them already damnit
Wake up, Shoot Dom, and avoid losing control of the shield.
"Taric, follow me, let's get the bastards!"
Pocket my pistol, ready my riot shield and slowly march up right next to Echo/Lambda's position, without exposing myself too much.
"RIGHT!" Use Tarran's shield as cover and aim at the figher getting up
Kick this inconsiderate asshole in the face, then grab my a shotgun and get under cover
Grimacing, Dom took the shot, then dropped. She would hide behind cover for the moment, use the time to search Mandon and Constantine. Maybe if she was lucky she could find some medical supplies and ammo.
Reload and keep firing.
"Inconsiderate"?
You know, failure to die on command isn't often labeled as inconsiderate.
yes, but trying to kill me is. :P
Also, could I rejoin the waiting list with a new character?
oh yeeeeeeeeeeeeeah.....
Trol, you do remember that you don't have to beat people to death with physical weapons? The whole "I can kill you with my brain" deal really does work.
Running turn shortly.
Shoot somebody else
Reload and fire on Yvonne
Dom popped out of cover and observed the situation. It looked like Trol was in serious trouble, so she fired a round at the guy standing over him. Maybe at the least she could distract him and give her ally a chance to escape.
Open fire!
Mow down the remainders of Echo and Lambda!
Shoot Jeremy
Surrender
"Taric, punch that guy in the face for me please." Head over to Trol and see if I can help his wounds.
keep it cool, wait for medical attention.
Help Tarran
Dom grit her teeth and fell back against the barricade. "Fuck," she muttered. That seemed to cover the whole situation. "Yo, you all right over there?" she called over to Trol as she went back to search the bodies again - carefully, this time. There was no rush now.
See to the surviving unchained.
Offer helpful information in exchange for life
Considering everyone else is already helping Trol, I go loot the Ichneuman and it's ammo off the corpses.
"DOM!, treat him." Taric grabs a applicator and presses it into Trol's wound
"I believe I deserve the Fenrir, could somebody grab it and some energy cells?"
"Yeah, OK," Dom grumbled, taking the implement. "Stand still and don't try anything, or I'll snap your spine with my bare hands," she said to the deadeye, approaching him. "And I have this too," she added, gesturing with the Abassy, "if you try to run."
Succumb to exhaustion and pain.
Talk to the new squad
Break the news to Taric
"See what information he has, we need to secure a rally point for the other squads"
After a moment of consideration, Dom decided that she should also find a rifle of some kind and ammo for it among the fallen soldiers. She could definitely put it to better use than they could.
Bear in mind that Trol is still regenerating, he'll be at 47HP when he's done. Dom is going to be at 75HP when she's done.Yeah, kinda figured that out later.
"Do whatever you want to him, I don't care. Taric, Domninique, we can still take a few rounds so you two follow me. Trol, you're too wounded, stay with Yvonne. We'll be back for you guys, don't worry." Pack up and head towards the sphere.
"Got it, boss," Dom said. "See you guys in awhile." She ticked off a somewhat joking salute with the Abassy, then turned to follow Tarran out with every confidence that they could pull this off. Then again, the applicator felt REALLY good, so maybe she wasn't quite sober at the moment.
"Well shit, looks like we're on our own 'til we boot the defenders" Follow Tarran
"ugh, whatever"
Find anything that might be somewhat useful
"okay asshole, don't make me put a bullet in your face. Just tell me where you guys keep the guns and the medical supplies, and you won't get hurt."
"okay, how many splinters are there?"
"SHHHHHHHH! SHHHHHHHHHHH!" Tip-toe into the office and secure it.
Dom entered the office and immediately turned to the side she couldn't see from the entryway, keeping her shield up and heavy pistol pointed straight ahead. If the office was clear, she'd take a moment to look around and see if anything had gotten left behind. If it wasn't safe, she had a pistol she wanted to shoot again.
Follow Dom in
"-And I ask you, Why the bleedin' hell would someone be going 'SHHH' if they wanted to be quiet like?";D
"Doesn't matter why they did it, the matter is I heard it and we're going to check it out."
"I think your brain has gone leaky, nobody actually says 'SHHH' when they wants to be quiet."
Stay down
Dom moved to the side of hole and pressed her back to the wall next to it. She wanted to ask the others if they'd heard something too, but elected to stay quiet just in case whoever was speaking could hear them too and was hostile. For now she kept her shield up and stayed ready, pistol aimed at the hole.
Hide in a dark spot next to the hole and don't move, breath slowly.
"okay. One last thing, would you be so kind as to help? there isn't much of a choice for you anyway, and we are somewhat low on people ready to fight."
Fire an SMG at each's head!
FIRE!
Dom aimed the Abassy at the head of the second man to enter. She glanced over at Tarran for confirmation, saw him preparing to fire, and squeezed the trigger herself.
"help, as in infiltrate your base for us"
Unaware Tarran was about to do the same, Dom immediately charged the remaining independent. Once he was down he'd be an easy target; maybe they could even get some answers out of him. Now that she was thinking about it, that seemed like a good idea.
"Shit, sorry!" Charge the remaining enemy and knock him down.
What the... Release rifle and draw the damn combat knife.
"I see" scrounge around for anything useful again.
"Oh, hell no!" Dominique said, using her shield to block the knife. The man kept trying to force it back but she had leverage, so it was an even contest. It wouldn't be for much longer as she put away the Abassy to free up her other hand, then attempted to twist his arm up into a hammer lock.
Stomp the bugger
"...Dammit." Glare at Dominique annoyed while my teammates smash the poor enemy to paste.
Urnghh...
"yo, could I spar with you? dont even think of killing me, because Yvonne here would probably be happy to blow your brains out."
Pick up the magazine, but don't read it unless I HAVE to.
"Drop the damn knife! I've got you covered and my friend here has a laser rifle!" Dom threatened as she continued to try to twist his arm around.
Keep stomping him
Regain wits, cooperate, growl.
Take the energy cells and clips out of the Assault rifles while examining the magazine.
Grab the spare power cells and .220 ammo clips. And a knife
Dom got to her feet, hauling the guardian up with her. She pinned him face first against the wall, making sure to keep his arm locked, and glanced over at Tarran. She blinked, shook her head, then sighed. "Boss, put away the porn mag... We got more important things to worry about. Like what're we gonna do with this guy." She inclined her head towards the guardian to emphasize 'this guy.'
"Aha! Victory! Dom, knock the guy out and let's move out. Taric, uh, here, this is yours now." Give the porn mag to Taric, wield my Jormungandr, and get moving towards the sphere.
"What's in it hmm?", Follow Tarran
Now.
"I don't give a shit about whether or not you watch porno," Dom said. "It's just now is not the time, right?" Tarran told her to knock the guy out while he and Taric debated the merits of the magazine. "You heard the boss," Dom said. "Looks like you get to live. Have a nice nap." She dropped the shield for a moment to get a free hand, then pulled out the Abassy and swung it as hard as she could at the back of his head.
"Wha... uhhh... that... urgh, I didn't need to see that..." Get moving towards the sphere.
"Alright, they have Psionics. keep your eyes peeled" Follow Tarran
"Damnit, what the FUCK was that shit!?" Dom yelled, trying to ineffectually wipe the blood and various organ bits off of her. After a few seconds she gave up, grumbling, then transferred her weapon to her dominant hand and picked up the shield again. "Fuckin' bullshit, man..." she grumbled. "That's it, I'm not taking any more damn hostages." She fell in step behind Tarran and Taric, feeling utterly disgusted. "Fucking psionics, man. How's that even work? I'm going to figure out how to do that." She shut up, however, as they left the room. No need to broadcast their position by continuing to vent. She would just beat the next group they came across extra hard for the discomfort.
"Yeah, all right. If anybody gets in our way they're dead." Dom pushed ahead of the guys and took point, heading towards the sphere.
Follow the trail of destruction to my team
"Oh come on, will they ever run out of generic mooks?"
Is it possible to attempt a passive kinetics roll to make this shot more powerful, or should I just quickshot+active kinetics it?
I'm not complaining, my guy is just making a witty comment."Oh come on, will they ever run out of generic mooks?"
The only thing seperating you from them is that I like the players and you get reduced effects from bullets and such. Slightly. You keep treating them like mooks and you'll end up bleeding out with a punctured lung. They're generic because it's clunky to name everyone and it doesn't make sense.
Take a look at your fights, you've won through surprise attacks recently... Surprise gives great advantages.
I'm not complaining, my guy is just making a witty comment."Oh come on, will they ever run out of generic mooks?"
The only thing seperating you from them is that I like the players and you get reduced effects from bullets and such. Slightly. You keep treating them like mooks and you'll end up bleeding out with a punctured lung. They're generic because it's clunky to name everyone and it doesn't make sense.
Take a look at your fights, you've won through surprise attacks recently... Surprise gives great advantages.
Yep. :D Well, the clothes are wrong, but I don't know if I can do Army of Two style armor. I might get out my paint program here in awhile and see if I can edit the current one, or if I'll have to start over again from scratch.
I dont even know how to set it as my pic, but oh well...Right click on the image once Serious posts it, View it, copy the URL, go to Profile>Forum Profile and at the top there should be "Personalized Picture". Paste the URL in the blank area, save changes, profit!
Give these idiots hell.
Follow the guardian's orders.
Unaware of Taric and Tarran's shenanigans behind her, Dom focused on the double doors... and was rewarded when they opened, revealing a similar team. Dom immediately went to a knee to minimize her mass, hiding as much of it behind the shield as possible, and aimed her pistol at the woman.
Let's see now, I think the orientation had something about this... using psionics to accelerate mass or somethin' like that. Might as well give it a try, can't learn it if I don't do it. She concentrated on the bullet, specifically to increase its mass and velocity, and pulled the trigger.
Aim at the leader
"Oh come on, will they ever run out of generic mooks?" Spray the area that the enemies are at with lead from my Assault Rifle.
Avoid wetting self, recover sense
Keep following the gore, making a dramatic entrance
Open fire!
Kill.
Dom grinned. Using her mind had made her feel a little winded - scratch that, she wanted a sandwich, actually, preferably bacon, egg, & beef with cheese - but it was intensely gratifying to see the Abassy punch a hole through that psychic shield. Yeah, I see you trying to get a bead on us. I'll make it damn hard for you. She fired at the Guardian a second time, again enhancing her bullet. Let's see you get a good shot when you've got a second hole punched in you.
Cover the Guardian![/b]
Pull out my Ichneumon and aim it at the shielder.
Open fire!
Mind bend hex into making him think the wall is an army of snakes
Uh, Tarran who are you aiming at?Oh, he was? Err, yeah, I'll aim at him.
I thought you meant you wanted to Aim at Hex, since he was keeping the shields up.
KEEP FIRING!
Maintain the shield
"Hey, asshole cowards with the shields, yeah, I'm talking to you, I've got a present for you. TAKE THIS!" Fire at the Hex's head.
Shoot Tarran
FENRIR IN THE LEADER'S HEAD
Hmm. Wonder if his shield can block this... Dom thought, putting away the Abassy and drawing her carbine. She was pretty sure it was loaded with acid of some sort. She angled the weapon up slightly in the hopes of making it go over Hex's shield and pulled the trigger.
Pull back, now!
Fire at the guardian!If at first it doesn't work.... empty a clip at it.
Take a few with me...
Override the leader's legs, get her to fall over
"Shit," Dom muttered as the bullets ricocheted off of her armor. She put away the carbine and glanced over at Tarran. "Yo, hold on. I'll check and see if the shield guy has another of those applicators. Be right back." She moved over to Hex and started rifling through his pockets. If she couldn't find anything, she could probably at least rip up the clothes and try to make bandages, atlough that wasn't really her thing.
"Shit. I... I think that one hit me bad. Does... does someone have a medkit?" Lay down and breath slowly. Try to get my blood to flow slower, hopefully reducing my blood loss.
Get the hell up, get Ivan out the door.[/b]
Fire at the guardian!
Obey the Guardian
How do you even know about said grenade Trol?My guess is Clairvoyance. Trollan, you need to tell us when you get awesome powers.
Spoiler: Hex's gear (click to show/hide)
But only Serious knows that. That's what Draignean's implying here, you don't actually know that Hex had that stuff.Spoiler: Hex's gear (click to show/hide)
oh.How about shooting baddies?
well, um just wait for our leader to decide what we are doing then...
Until I get my hands on it...
His pistol does get -2 to damage at this range though, and the Irin is even worse. Particle weapons, lethal at close range, completely useless at distance.Ummm... how can I see the distance from me to them? I can't see where you've listed the distance.
Also, I've been disappointed with the armor system. (I.e It can take nearly infinite punishment as long as the roll is good.) so in chapter 2 I may change how armor works if no one has objections.Just as long as it doesn't make all armor act as if they're made of paper.
His pistol does get -2 to damage at this range though, and the Irin is even worse. Particle weapons, lethal at close range, completely useless at distance.Ummm... how can I see the distance from me to them? I can't see where you've listed the distance.
Also, I've been disappointed with the armor system. (I.e It can take nearly infinite punishment as long as the roll is good.) so in chapter 2 I may change how armor works if no one has objections.Just as long as it doesn't make all armor act as if they're made of paper.
Erk, listed it in the first post. 50ft, right into medium range. Hmm... What do people think of me listing the distance to each relevant PC on the enemy's stats in the spoilers?Would be nice if it doesn't bog you down too much.
Nah, planning on giving armor its own HP and threshold system.Oh, good, that sounds decent if it doesn't bog you down too much.
QuoteErk, listed it in the first post. 50ft, right into medium range. Hmm... What do people think of me listing the distance to each relevant PC on the enemy's stats in the spoilers?Would be nice if it doesn't bog you down too much.QuoteNah, planning on giving armor its own HP and threshold system.Oh, good, that sounds decent if it doesn't bog you down too much.
SHOOT THE BITCH!
Pull out my Chimera and pot-shot Ivan as much as I can.
well, um just wait for our leader to decide what we are doing then...
Dom took the grenade and put it in a pocket, then cut the man's jumpsuit into a few bandages. A stray bullet nicked her shoulder as she was doing so, and she looked up at the Guardian, annoyed. "Bitch," she said under her breath. She moved her shield to cover herself better as she moved across the corridor to Tarran's side. "Just a second." She fired a heavy pistol round at the woman down the hall, because she wasn't going to let that burst of fire go unanswered, then put the Abassy away and started trying to patch him up.
Get the fuck out of here!
"Hold still, damn it," Dominique said as Tarran started reloading. "This is harder than it looks. You ever tried pulling bullets out of someone with your mind?" She took out the bandages and started wrapping them around his torso. "Tch. Leaving this to me 'cause I'm a girl... I'm not your damn mother," she muttered to herself petulantly. "Anyway, I'm not a doctor. This is the best I can do here, we'll have to find an applicator somewhere. The chick over there might have one on her if we're lucky," she said, indicating the nearly-headless Guardian.
"Shit... the bastard got away... for now. Taric, Trol, keep going, me and Dom will catch up soon." Reload my Chimera and sit tight.
"Right, We'll search any corpses" Pull out The Jormungandr and pursue the fighter.
Get back up, slowly enter the room, not drawing attention
Stab the woman, grab her medkit when she dies
Stab the woman, grab her medkit when she dies
You really like that dinky little knife don't you?
Stab the woman, grab her medkit when she dies
Repensum est canicula!"[/b]
Open fire on the independants
"Yeah, all right." Dom stood as well and moved in front of Tarran, keeping her shield up. "I'll cover you, it's not like you can move too fast with that wound. Besides, there might be more enemies ahead." She advanced forward, drawing the heavy pistol and keeping it aimed in front of her.
Limp towards Taric and Trol. "Come on Dom, we can't let them get themselves killed without us, heh."
Hopefully the die gods will be merciless to the enemy, preferably by giving dom several 6s'Course, we'll all get a 1 since the RNG just plain hates everyone.
Yeah, going to need good rolls otherwise GM intervention will be needed.Indeed. A single good hit on me or Taricus would down us instantly. And it wouldn't take much more than that to down Trollan. Serious would only last so long alone against five guys.
Yet...Oh dear, the crazy genius autistic has a plan.
Wait, I have a plan... ;D
Okay, I just have to wave the centrefold around, assuming memory foam does what I think it does...I'm pretty sure the non-image parts only affects those that are touching it, not viewing it.
Ohohoho.
Ivan's not a psionic right? ;D
Because I REALLY don't want to see you guys die, I'm going to give you a hint to something that may help.If you say so.
*Hint*
wait, are the guns automated, or controlled by other soldiers?
Get away from the crazy knife man!
Use control on a gunner dude
Keep firing!
Press the button Transmitter like no tomorrow.
"ShitShitShitShitShitShitShit..."
Transmit the feelings from the porn mag to the Independants
"Shit," Dom said, observing the scene before them. She immediately drew the Nova grenade, started the timer, and hurled it at the mass of enemies. "Here's hoping this works..." she muttered, reaching out with her mind to try and ensure the grenade landed dead center between the six independents.
WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?! STOP TOUCHING ME!
damn.
Kill Miss medic with my knife
Blanket "Self-Pleasuring" on Independants ;D
Blanket "Self-Pleasuring" on Independants ;D
I say the only thing Taricus should ever use from now on in this game is that porn mag.
Also wondering what deviations Blue and red stand for.
blue is for physical, Red is for mental.
Fire my Jormungandr. Fire, fire, fire!
It's not real, you aren't a woman. FOR THE LOVE OF GOD GET OVER YOURSELF BITCH!
damn.
Kill Miss medic with my knife
Keep doing it
Dominique blinked and looked over at Taric. "Uh, what the hell did you do?" she asked, intuiting that whatever had just happened to the enemy party, it was his doing. Well, she might as well take care of his distraction while he was providing one. Drawing the carbine, she sprayed acid at the group; might as well not waste an opportunity to get them all while the getting was good, she felt. Besides, they deserved it after shooting her in the damn shoulder again.
Jump up and explode
Get the knife away from this lunatic!
she rifled through her pockets until her hand found the stun baton.
Surge this bitch
TAKE COVER TEAM!Why? Because I'm in a blood rage right now?
You. Dual wielding. :oOh.
Trol didn't get hurt by my full auto...
Oh come on guys, give me a chance. :P
Besides, Serious, you have 56 HP and the battle's almost over. It's not like I'll kill you in one hit.
Question: Would it be possible to combine several weapons into one?
Surge this bitch
Stay down
Dom winced behind her shield as the grenade went off. Damn, I thought the frost was the only thing it did, she thought, caught off-guard. Not nearly as unprepared as they had been, she figured, as she put away the carbine. Hmm, what to do about them, though... She rifled through her pockets until her hand found the stun baton. "Oh, you assholes are in trouble now," she said with a vicious grin, pulling it out. "And I think I'll start with you." She charged at the blue-suited independent.
Run, disable and run.
Dual wield my Sleipnirs and charge at Ivan, while shooting at him.
"DIE YOU ASSHAT. THIS IS WHAT YOU GET FOR SHOOTING ME!"
Merciful God... I could use some help...
See, You should never use two SMGs anywhere near us...
Solution: Cut his Left arm off ;D
See, You should never use two SMGs anywhere near us...Grrr, just you wait until I roll a 5 with both on the Final Boss.
Also, Tarran. Ivan Is laying down, that melee attack sounds like it's for a standing opponent.Alright then, change of action:
Solution: Cut his Left arm off ;DHow would you like me to cut yours off instead?
That'll be hilarious.Solution: Cut his Left arm off ;D
Well if he's holding the knife in his left had that may happen on its own...
whatever, let her run, catching my breath
Dom ignored the bullets glancing off the back of her armor; they hadn't hurt her and from the sound of things Tarran was shooting at whoever had shot at her. Sensing her moment, she stomped down at the writhing independent's throat, then turned to the woman and threw the stun baton at her. Telekinesis was going to be her deal and she tried to use it to make sure that weapon hit her as fast and hard as it possibly could.
Jump and slam into Ivan like a wrestler.
Reload my weapons
grab an independent to cushion the fall, wedging them under me.I say you get a trait if that works :D
"Oh SHHIIIIIIITTTTTT! EVERY MAN FOR HIMSELF!"
GET THE HELL OF THE PLATFORM!
grab an independent to cushion the fall, wedging them under me. shout "LEEEEEEEEROOOOY JEEEEEEENKIIIIIIIIINS!!!" as i do it
Get out of there and provide covering fire!
"Shit... fuck this," Dom said as the floor buckled and lurched under her feet. "Hey, you can keep that!" she yelled at the female independent as she turned and ran for the door, pausing only long enough to scoop up the medkit the medic had abandoned.
...Panting you stand in the doorway with Taric, watching in amazement as Taric and Trol poise to go over the edge...How can Dom stand next to someone watching themselves fall?
...Panting you stand in the doorway with Taric, watching in amazement as Taric and Trol poise to go over the edge...How can Dom stand next to someone watching themselves fall?
"It's a machine, we can hack it." Hack the mech.
"Shit... I don't know. I don't think I could survive the fall if I hit too hard, but if we don't help them soon they're toast."
"Wait, I've still got my Ichneumon. I could give you three support while you fight. Go, help them, I'll cover you three. Don't worry about me, I can handle myself."
Set up my Ichneumon and aim at the most deadliest looking enemy.
STAB ITShoot it with the irin in close range
"All right. Here." Dom took out her two chimeras and handed them over. "In case someone tries to sneak up on you." Drawing her carbine, she took a deep breath to steady herself and dropped onto the slope, hoping she could cushion her fall.
Insanity, better to embrace it then suffer.
Also are supproting my "Shipping"?
This whole psychic thing is draining you more than you'd like to admit in front of Dom, you don't think you could handle putting out another psychic attack like that. You hunker down to the ground, making yourself a smaller target.
Pairing Dom and taric into a relationship.
Fire straight down the center of the Walker.
PEWPEWPEWPEW (more shooting)
Get down and catch my breath. take my Broadbeam out and aim it at the thing.
"Heads up motherfucker!" Dom yelled, firing the carbine at the bio-walker to get its attention. Here's hoping I can evade its weapons...
Hey, all of the players are guys IRL. Having any of you get more than a little sweet on Dom is vaguely creepifying.Indeed.
[Draignean Precognition Roll 6] I sense the requests for next chapter involve nubile NPCs.Uhhhh, no thanks.
Why are you looking at me?[Draignean Precognition Roll 6] I sense the requests for next chapter involve nubile NPCs.Uhhhh, no thanks.
I'm wasn't.Why are you looking at me?[Draignean Precognition Roll 6] I sense the requests for next chapter involve nubile NPCs.Uhhhh, no thanks.
Rest a bit then take a shot at the Bio-mech
If there's a waiting list or something (I certainly hope so, this is awesome!):
Name: James Evan
Appearance: A young guy, twenty-two, with golden-brown hair, pale skin, and mostly brown eyes with a little gray at the core of the iris.
Gender: Male
Profession: Sympathetic Scanner
Skills: Detect Lie 2 (Needed to pass by on his job) Melee 3 (He studies fighting)
Character Bio: Raised anti-Technocrat, although he disguised it as he entered college. Because he disguised it, he was hired early on by the Technocrats, he absolutely, absolutely HATES his job, and considers the Technocracy corrupt.
He privately worships a branch of the couple-hundred year old Episcopalian branch of Protestant Christianity. Naturally, this makes him a Deviation 19.
Stats:
Str: 12. He had to be strong in his poor childhood, and he's only got more fit since then.
Dexterity: 0. Unfortunately, he's horribly, horribly clumsy.
Endurance: 3. He's pretty tough.
Charisma: 3. He's a nice guy and pretty charismatic.
Intelligence: 3. He is about averagely smart, just a little above.
Will: 4+1=5. He was fairly strong-willed before he got his hated job. His job made him even more so.
I wasn't going to ask...I'm wasn't.Why are you looking at me?[Draignean Precognition Roll 6] I sense the requests for next chapter involve nubile NPCs.Uhhhh, no thanks.
I am now though.
Hmm. It would be interesting if I actually started rebelling on Earth and startedFixed. :Pactually succeedingfailingthough.
Rest a bit then take a shot at the Bio-mech
Reload and fire again!
fuckfuckfuckfuckshitshitshit Switch to using the fenrir
"Come on!" Dom yelled, continuing to spray the bio-walker down with acid. It seemed to be effective enough and she didn't have any other plans.
Hmm. It would be interesting if I actually started rebelling on Earth and started actually succeeding though.
Tarran, that gun only holds one round.Then why do the sabot packs have "(2)" on them?
Tarran, that gun only holds one round.Then why do the sabot packs have "(2)" on them?
Open fire!
"YA MISSED ME!"
Fire twice, aiming for what seems to be the weakest points.
Reload fenrir, get the fuck away from hake
"Shit. Fuckin' thing..." Dom mumbled, shaking the carbine. It felt like there was more acid in the tank, it just wasn't getting through. Damn thing's shaking it off, too. There's gotta be something I can do here. She looked up towards the ceiling. Maybe there would be a loose i-beam or something that would require just the slightest nudge to fall...
I could be a guy sent in before the gate screwed up to help the Technocracy side of the base, but due to my refusal to cooperate could just be an un-psionic prisoner. (Not having gone through the Orientation becuse I don't cooperate with them)
I could be a guy sent in before the gate screwed up to help the Technocracy side of the base, but due to my refusal to cooperate could just be an un-psionic prisoner. (Not having gone through the Orientation becuse I don't cooperate with them)
Dom turned her attention away from the ceiling and back to the walker itself, now charging. Hell, maybe I should just trying jumping on it and seeing if I can't haul the bastard out. Probably not a good idea, actually. Instead she tried the acid again while falling back, to prevent getting trampled.
Get into best range for my fenrir, headshot hake
Keep firing!
"HAH! Didn't like that, did 'ya?! Screw you and the rest of your buddies!"
Reload and fire again at one of the walker's legs.
EDIT: Will the person asking for the nubile bodies going to be modkilled, banhammered or any other nasty fate?Why are you asking...?
Just wondering...>_>EDIT: Will the person asking for the nubile bodies going to be modkilled, banhammered or any other nasty fate?Why are you asking...?
And who's asking for nubile NPCs anyway?Taric.
Uh huh, yeah, whatever you say...Just wondering...>_>EDIT: Will the person asking for the nubile bodies going to be modkilled, banhammered or any other nasty fate?Why are you asking...?
And who's asking for nubile NPCs anyway?Taric.
He's... having a period of... something.Uh huh, yeah, whatever you say...Just wondering...>_>EDIT: Will the person asking for the nubile bodies going to be modkilled, banhammered or any other nasty fate?Why are you asking...?
Uh, yes you are. Because up 'til now we've pretty much forgot about them. Until you asked.And who's asking for nubile NPCs anyway?Taric.
He's... having a period of... something.Uh huh, yeah, whatever you say...Just wondering...>_>EDIT: Will the person asking for the nubile bodies going to be modkilled, banhammered or any other nasty fate?Why are you asking...?
I'm not asking...
*Doh, silly spelling mistake.I wasn't going to ask...IWhy are you looking at me?[Draignean Precognition Roll 6] I sense the requests for next chapter involve nubile NPCs.Uhhhh, no thanks.'m* wasn't.
I am now though.
Err, I'm asking if the person that asks is going to die horribly...Yes, but you asked after all of us have forgotten about it. No one's going to ask if we've all forgotten about it. The only person that would ask about asking about a question after everyone else's forgotten about it is someone who wants to ask the question. 'Ya see what I'm getting at here?
Eh, that's doubtful. The worst that could happen is you'll roll a 1 and end up with the exact opposite of what you want, probably.Or get turned into a girl. THE Ultimate Punishment.
Eh, that's doubtful. The worst that could happen is you'll roll a 1 and end up with the exact opposite of what you want, probably.Come on, Please don't tempt me with humor...
I'm not asking if I'll get modkilled...Err, I'm asking if the person that asks is going to die horribly...Yes, but you asked after all of us have forgotten about it. No one's going to ask if we've all forgotten about it. The only person that would ask about asking about a question after everyone else's forgotten about it is someone who wants to ask the question. 'Ya see what I'm getting at here?
Going for a Slam with 1400Kn, 5' radius, centered on the bio-walker's torso. And who's asking for nubile NPCs anyway?
Yes! Perfect shot!
Pull out my Jormungandr and reload it. Fire at the other walker's leg if I have the time.
With the Jormungander. I don't have any more ammo for the Ichne-...Yes! Perfect shot!
Pull out my Jormungandr and reload it. Fire at the other walker's leg if I have the time.
So reload the Assault rifle and and fire with the Ichneumon, or fire with the Jormungandr?
Must...Keep...Firing
Shoot some more with the irin
"Damn it!" Dom growled, putting away the carbine. It wasn't doing any good here, and she was sure her pistol wasn't going to do any better. That left two options: jump on the mech, pry open the cockpit, and yank the bastard out with her bare hands, or try psionics. She wasn't nearly as skilled as the Praetor, but she might have the advantage of surprise. What should I do...? She wasn't sure she could get through the shield if she tried the first option. All right, something else then.
She thought back to orientation. Telekinesis was just one of the few things she had been shown; there was the possibility of trying to cut the walker down or just hit it as hard as she could with everything she had. Its leg was already injured, so knocking it over seemed to be the better choice, and she gathered her mental energy. "All right you big bastard, you're going down!" she growled as she unleashed it.
Reload my Ichneumon and fire at the other leg.
Put in another speedloader and load a round in.
...What? Uh... Oh... Meh. Changed the action. I really wish the weapon had a straightforward clip reloading. Kinda confusing.Put in another speedloader and load a round in.
You have one round left, not enough to put one in the speed loader.
Poor Walker. It should rebel against the independents and its pilot, and join the Unchained!
Reload the last Sabot into the Ichneumon.
shoot with fenrir
Fire!
Panting heavily, Dom watched the thing fall over. Good... bastard... she thought as she fell to her hands and knees, too tired to even stay standing. Damn it... just need to catch my breath... She managed to fall back clumsily into a sitting position so she could better keep an eye on the walker and rested for the moment.
Just a question out of curiosity because there's no way I'm actually going to try it, but would it be possible to emulate rocket-jumping with Slams? Because I was thinking that if you could use them correctly/carefully you could change direction in mid-air and things like that.
Ah, cool. @Taric: That's good, since it seems like that comes up a lot. :PIndeed. :P
Personally I'd have gone with disruptor, but hey, that's me.
"Damn it... what the hell do we have to do to that thing?" Dom wondered aloud. Another of the Unchained had fallen. "Shit, that's bad." She got to her feet unsteadily and moved towards the group, drawing her Abassy and taking a shot at the walker as she went.'
Lie down
Shoot the walker in it's least wounded spot.
STAB THE WALKER!!!!
Sleep.
"Urgh, whew, getting numb. Just a little more, Tarran, just a little more..."
Pull out my Jormungandr and reload.
Spout a cheesy one liner while shotgunning the walker
Dom forced herself onward. She could rest when the fight was over; she'd never given up before and she wasn't about to start now. She put away the Abassy and put the riot shield on her back to free up her hands. "Get out here, you bastard!" she yelled, charging another Slam, this time intended to drive the walker into the ground as hard as possible.
...Looks like I have a rival sniper. >:O
Skills (See Spoiler Below): 4 Marksman, 1 Fighting
...
Dexterity (Dex): 19
...
That is a heck of a dex...Yeah, 19 dex. Don't know why Ze spy didn't pump it up to 21 or down to 18, though, since the bonuses are only 1/6 per 3 points.
Eh, We're used to GM characters
That's a villan, unless he gets skill progression...
-Vehicle TravelOh noes, not vehicle driving sections!
-Brand new armor system* so you can eventually pummel through somebody, they can pummel through youYay!
-Powder's character gets introducedYay!
-My character gets introducedOooh...
-Ze Spy's character may get introduced (All depends on him)Rawr, rival.
-Nubile NPCs pulled straight from old film noir and old science fiction. (Pretty, perpetually torn clothing, you know.)*Cough* Errr, what?
And If I am the Grand-Arbiter who's sitting in an Archangel class cruiser?FFFFFFFUUUUUUUUU-...
And there is no chance in hell you're just going to say some heroic things and get me to have change of heart, I'm going to be trying to wipe the unchained out. Period.
I thought you needed a major villain to work against, and I can don my captain exposition cap for a lot of it too.
Also, I forgot this in the earlier post but the party gets to pick a new psionic ability. One of your dormant memories was unlocked by the fight,Is this individual for every member or do they effect the entire group?
...
Is this individual for every member or do they effect the entire group?
Wait, did that-
Oh boy.
Oh noes, not vehicle driving sections!
If it's for everyone, no opinions then. I'm not an active psionics user and never will be. Never! Never! NEVER!QuoteIs this individual for every member or do they effect the entire group?
Everybody, too much of a pain otherwise.
Rationalization is that since you all went through orientation at the same time the four of you have communal memories.
Graft or distrupt.
Also you might want to reconsider the no swiching sides for your character, unless he gets psionic bonuses like the matriarch ;D
:oGraft or distrupt.
Also you might want to reconsider the no swiching sides for your character, unless he gets psionic bonuses like the matriarch ;D
Note to self, female henchmen and mindbar.Won't save you. Taricus is the elder god of porn mags.
Note to self, female henchmen and mindbar.Won't save you. Taricus is the elder god of porn mags.
Come on, I was just about to hijack the unchained :PNote to self, female henchmen and mindbar.Won't save you. Taricus is the elder god of porn mags.
And a carapace, I'm going to need one of those too. (Christ your porn is dangerous.*)
Or I'll just blast Taric from orbit, it's the only way to be sure.
No fair implementing an orbital laser unless one of the later missions is to either bring it down or take over it. ^^
Also, I think you need to let us rest before such a boss fight.
Also, I think you need to let us rest before such a boss fight.And get lots and lots of super awesome weapons.
Oh how lovely.Also, I think you need to let us rest before such a boss fight.
but that would make it easier... The fact that by the time the end rolls around you're all bleeding, tired, and smell like cordite adds a sense of urgency to something that could turn you into a smear.
Also, I think you need to let us rest before such a boss fight.And get lots and lots of super awesome weapons.Oh how lovely.Also, I think you need to let us rest before such a boss fight.
but that would make it easier... The fact that by the time the end rolls around you're all bleeding, tired, and smell like cordite adds a sense of urgency to something that could turn you into a smear.
Would be nice. The guns, not 100% important, but the forewarning definitely.Also, I think you need to let us rest before such a boss fight.And get lots and lots of super awesome weapons.Oh how lovely.Also, I think you need to let us rest before such a boss fight.
but that would make it easier... The fact that by the time the end rolls around you're all bleeding, tired, and smell like cordite adds a sense of urgency to something that could turn you into a smear.
So, more guns and a little forewarning about boss fights?
Just the forewarning. I can build the awesome guns.By the way, you still owe me a Laser Rifle.
You find me something that uses a laser.What about the Broadbeams? They use lasers.
Bonus points if the mentor's a chick setting up obvious lesyay to shut Taric down.Shut down, You'd probably blow an arm and a leg off :P
You could get like 10 deadheads, load them all up with Satyrs with a few clips, and still have a little VP left over.
And I don't think they'll be willing to fight taric after first contact with him. ;D
The capitan will understand after he sees Taric. ;DAnd I don't think they'll be willing to fight taric after first contact with him. ;D
Captain: Get out there and fight damnit!
Mook: but sir...
Captain: but what!
Mook: That one makes me feel so pretty...
Captain: Get out there or I'll break my foot off in your ass!
Mook: I love it when you talk dirty.
Captain: $&#%(#$^@!!!
I'm not saying it can't be done.I'm just saying that's what I would do in that position.>.>
Random mook 1: Hey there's a guy that looks weak let's attack him.And I don't think they'll be willing to fight taric after first contact with him. ;D
Captain: Get out there and fight damnit!
Mook: but sir...
Captain: but what!
Mook: That one makes me feel so pretty...
Captain: Get out there or I'll break my foot off in your ass!
Mook: I love it when you talk dirty.
Captain: $&#%(#$^@!!!
The only problem I see with those two examples is that the mooks are female... >.>Actually... mine are male. You're just making them feel like girls.
Taric: So manly that generic mooks feel like women around him?Heh, yeah.
Taric: So manly that generic mooks feel like women around him?Heh, yeah.
Someone needs to give Taric a satilite dish and link it to his brain. Conquest should be easy after that. ;D
Then again, think about what the planet would end up like... o.O Would you really want to conquer THAT world?Well... Depends on your tastes I guess. ;D
Hey, just because we did things naturally.
Go eat, bragging all the way
"Two days?! Jeez. Well, we should get a meal first."
Follow Taric.
Get up and head to the cafeteria. Odd are we're hungry.
Dom awoke in the female dorm, stretched, debated rolling over and going back to sleep. After a moment she figured that if she didn't get up someone would make her anyway, and after actually looking around noticed the note. "Damn, two days? What the hell," she muttered, crumpling up the paper and tossing it into a corner. "Knew I was wore out, but shit..." Her stomach growled at her, but she ignored it in favor of looking herself over for the moment. Good. She didn't have any of that gunk on her, and there was a clean jumpsuit to wear. She put it on and decided to go for food before seeing about the matriarch. Maybe if she was lucky her allies would be at the cafeteria, too. Then after they went to the meeting she planned to go train awhile, see if she could get better at this psionic stuff. She had to admit, it was kind of fun/funny to use.
After eating, head to the Matriarch.
"Thanks, but... ehh, nah, I'm not a drinker. 'Sides, don't want to fall asleep on my shots, heh. You gave my stuff to the signifer? I don't trust him, he's an asshole."
Eat and follow Taric.
"Yeah, you're probably right, boss," Dom said, taking another drink. "It's all good though. You sure you don't want none of this?" she asked. "It's good. Anyway. Um. Lost my train of thought there." She quietened down as she tried to remember what it was she had been about to say.
"i dont like that crazy bitch, but whatever." follow the group instead
Why am I not in a war crimes court?
Oh okay.
Scot-free abuse of technocracy mooks :D
Aslong as you don't dual-wield...I WILL ROLL A 5-5 SOME DAY AND LAUGH IN THE FACE OF YOUR INSULTS.
After we die due to friendly fire...I'll make sure to kill you first.
Head to the signifier, ready to smash a hole in his table again if need be.
"ugh, i need my gear" Head to the signifier, see what I can buy
Get my old equipment back (minus the rest of the porn. So keep the centerfold) then head to engineering.
Dom shrugged and filed out of the room with everyone else. "Well, that was quick, huh?" she muttered, finishing off her beer. She crumpled up the can and tossed it into a handy receptacle as they passed it. "I'm gonna go find somethin' fun to do. See you guys later!" she said brightly with a slightly drunken wave, and wandered off towards the training area.
"Mmm, let's see..." Dom said to herself as she entered the training area. Think I'll... beat the crap outta somebody for starters. "Hey, you," she said to the nearest person. "Let's go, right now. Hand to hand."[1] The nearest person is God. Oh crap.
O_O...Don't worry, Draignean won't put in a sex scene.
That breakdown.Me too.
Damnit, now Taric's going to miss it :P
I'm going to wait for the Equipment list for us first.
Eh, he just doesn't have to go into detail.
[Tarran Logic Roll:5] "That's impossible, Io is completely inhospitable."Eh, he just doesn't have to go into detail.
You're covertly begging aren't you?
DON'T LIE TO ME!
[Draignean Detect lie 1: ANYTHING HE SAYS IS A LIE! He's an evil lizardman impersonator from Io!]
I feel kinda sorry for Trollan since he's gonna have to wade through all this just to figure out what's going on when he signs on. :-\Hey, you never felt sorry for me when you and Taricus got carried away.
On the other hand...Indeed.
MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
We call that revenge for shooting us...WOULD YOU GET OVER IT?!
NEVER! :PWe call that revenge for shooting us...WOULD YOU GET OVER IT?!
You know, I just had an idea: Maybe I should temporarily switch to a villain in the middle of combat, roll 2 [1]s, kill all the other bad guys, and turn back into a good guy. Perfect plan!NEVER! :PWe call that revenge for shooting us...WOULD YOU GET OVER IT?!
Heavy risk, but the priiizzzeee....Don't worry, I'd aim at non-vital parts of your bodies.
Hey, No taking my role as the guy constantly swiching sides...What are you talking about? You haven't switched sides since you joined the team, and you had a legitimate reason to switch sides back on earth.
If you even try the crazy crazy switching without a damn good reason I will emasculate your character as a warning.Oh dear.
Eh, I'll let Tarran get humiliated...No no no, I must insist, you do the side-changing role far better than me.
I think we'll be fine on the same team.Eh, I'll let Tarran get humiliated...No no no, I must insist, you do the side-changing role far better than me.
Fine, I'll do it, Dom's drunk anyway and she can change back when she sobers up.Plus she's not a man so she can't be emasculated. :P
I feel kinda sorry for Trollan since he's gonna have to wade through all this just to figure out what's going on when he signs on. :-\
Those...those last few pages O.o... help... me... scarred... dying...
Actually, 1 field kit, 2 ORS packages. ... Then head down to train.
"Mmm, let's see..." Dom said to herself as she entered the training area. Think I'll... beat the crap outta somebody for starters. "Hey, you," she said to the nearest person. "Let's go, right now. Hand to hand."
Buy 5 power cells and 4 .220 clips. Head to training area afterwards.
"I'll take a Power cell, four .220 Gauss clips, and four sabots. And don't you dare cheap me out this time."
Head To engineering. I've got work to do.
That I'm ignoring a drunk dom?
Go to the medical area. Reload EVERYTHING I've got on the way. EVERYTHING.
All of your guns have been cleaned and have had their ammunition topped off, the unchained like their heroes.Oh, that's nice of them.
Geez, cold comfort for the victims...I agree. Reloading for feeling 20 years older than I really am is not really a good reparation.
I was thinking more along the lines of my IC molesation victims ;D.Geez, cold comfort for the victims...I agree. Reloading for feeling 20 years older than I really am is not really a good reparation.
Go to the medical area.
Dom raised her arms in a sort of 'yeah I won bitches' type gesture as the crowd cheered. "I know, I'm awesome," she said, looking about. "Lessee... whattabout you!" she said, pointing at the one girl who was staring at her. "You looklike you could learn some... manners, missy," she said. "Come here." She cracked her knuckles and grinned over at Taric and Trollan, who she noticed had entered the room. If there was one difference between drunk and sober Dom, it was that the drunk one liked being the center of attention, and she continued to play to the crowd. "Everyone likes a little girl on girl, am I right or what? We gonna... make this thing happen or you just wanna keep looking at my scars?" she asked, pushing her rather long, shaggy bangs back out of her face. "I'm not gonna show you all of them, though! Unless you beat me... then I'll think about it..."
Watch Dom's fight, then get in my own brawl.
If Dom fights again: Stay and watch, otherwise head to engineering. I've got work to do.
...And here's the part where Dom gets thoroughly pwnt. Tarran's going to be just in time for it. ^^Knowing the RNG, I won't, due to this:
"Teague, Saun, good to have you on our team. There's two rules that I would like you to abide to first, though: 1, don't get killed, you aren't any use dead. And 2, stay away from anyone Taric is attacking with his... uhh... *cough* porn-touching-stun-attack. I don't know what it feels like but I know you won't want to. Now, I would introduce you to other members of the team, but they seem to have gone to their own duties, so I'll have to find them first. When I find them and you two are done doing whatever you need doing I'll meet with you guys at the training hall. Morgan, I'll be see you. Hope you don't have to spend too long here, you'll miss all the fun."
Search around for my squad members.
Dom coughed several times and sat up. "Mmm. Why not?" she asked insolently, even though she felt like she did after that crash almost a week ago. There were times when a person realized that this wasn't a good idea, and now was one of those times, but she wasn't in full control of her faculties. "You look like a Missy. All right, I'm not playing around this time. Come on. Let's go a second time." She got back to her feet, dusted herself off, and got ready to fight again. No way in hell I'm gonna let that slide. I'll beat her into a Goddamn pulp. A drunken thought occurred to her, and she grinned.
"Actually, you know what? Let's make this a little more innerestin'." She pushed her hair back out of her face - it was clinging with sweat and annoying the hell out of her - and fixed her opponent with a glare. "You a psychic?" She probably was. Everybody here was to some extent, or so she figured. This was where the technocracy sent suspected psychics, which was fairly advanced reasoning considering her mental state. "Simple challenge, right. I try to knock you down with my mind, you do the same to me, whoever duz it first is the winner. Unless you're scared."
WATCH!
Watch, then spar with Taric
It's just removing the original blade and replacing it... :D
With our luck you would've rolled a one.And your knife would've bounced off the armor, flown up, stabbed me in the gut, causing me to shoot Taric, causing him to wake up and shoot Dom, causing Dom to send a shockwave your way.
What the hell was that...? Dom thought. "All right, all right. Put me down, you win," she said. She wasn't looking forward to falling the ten or fifteen feet down to the ground. "Hey, uh... who are you, anyway?" she asked.
"Hey, Dom, I know you like getting your ass kicked and all, but we've got new team members that want to meet the rest of 'ya. That goes for you too, Trol, Taric."
Cockblock my Taric and Trol, prevent them from leaving.
"Yo, if you can't make my knife more badass, can you make my Irin more badass?" Say hi to the new members, then spar.
"Sure. I'll see what me and the guys can do." Say Hello to new members and Inquire Curious-about-porn-attacks intrest in such.
OPERATIVE!OPERATOR!
*Steals the box away from Riccto.*I'M NAKED!
...I really dont know what I'm doing posting here. I just like reading this thread really.You should join then! It's funner to play than just watch.
*Dakka's Riccto with automatic shotgun*MORE DAK- My bones. Sweet lordy....I really dont know what I'm doing posting here. I just like reading this thread really.You should join then! It's funner to play than just watch.
Yeah, PM Draignean 'bout the villan side though....I really dont know what I'm doing posting here. I just like reading this thread really.You should join then! It's funner to play than just watch.
I'll get to the equipment as soon as I can, but I got some other stuff to do IC first.
Wait, what?
"Major Cain, huh?" Dom put a hand to her head. The drunk feeling was gone, replaced by a grim soberness. Damn... I really got thrashed there... she thought, shaking her head. "I'm Dominique Wakeman. I have to say, you're really strong." She smiled, a little anyway. "I don't meet many people who can beat me that easily." She was impressed, whether or not she wanted to admit it.
Find a training dummy and stab the shit out of it to vent off my anger
Go down to the shooting range thing with the target guns, then get all shootty.
Talk to my "Fan".
Also, I think I've horribly desensitized all of you, I can do things like have 8 year old girls strangle their own mother with said mother's own bra and you don't so much as bat an eyelash.Nah, you didn't. I was already horribly desensitized before I joined this RTD.
No worse than Dwarven Fortress itself; that's actually relatively tame compared to some stories posted in the adventure mode threads. o.O
Urngh.Indeed.
Trol needs to post so Taric can fail at picking up a sociopath.
Hey, Nothin-I got a one didn't I?Urngh.Indeed.
Trol needs to post so Taric can fail at picking up a sociopath.
Come on Trollan! Don't keep us hanging!
Someone grab me a Laelaps Laser rifle. That thing looks sexy.Hey, Nothin-I got a one didn't I?Urngh.Indeed.
Trol needs to post so Taric can fail at picking up a sociopath.
Come on Trollan! Don't keep us hanging!
In other news; Someone mind getting me some of those weapons :3. And you forgot the Reactive shield armour...
Hey, Nothin-I got a one didn't I?Urngh.Indeed.
Trol needs to post so Taric can fail at picking up a sociopath.
Come on Trollan! Don't keep us hanging!
In other news; Someone mind getting me some of those weapons :3. And you forgot the Reactive shield armour...
Urngh.Indeed.
Trol needs to post so Taric can fail at picking up a sociopath.
Come on Trollan! Don't keep us hanging!
I would like to point out that I was not hitting on her.[Tarran Detect Lie: 5] Yeah... rrrriiiiiiiggggght.
Tarran, keep that madman away from me. o.oWill do. Just as long as you keep him from grabbing his porno.
What, it was just going to be a few random unchained. and Tarran...If you Feel-The-Rainbow me, I'll make sure that you spend the rest of your time on the squad mopping floors and getting our drinks.
Worth it.What, it was just going to be a few random unchained. and Tarran...If you Feel-The-Rainbow me, I'll make sure that you spend the rest of your time on the squad mopping floors and getting our drinks.
Technically, a random unchained could be anybody in the room. Here's hoping for your sake you don't roll a 1 and get Dom and Cain. >.>More like a Six.
Okay, then, I'll make sure to always roll 1s on dual wields for both guns and always hit you instead. And I'll dual wield more often. Heck, I'll dual wield Ichneumons just to punish you.Worth it.What, it was just going to be a few random unchained. and Tarran...If you Feel-The-Rainbow me, I'll make sure that you spend the rest of your time on the squad mopping floors and getting our drinks.
Boy, I'll make you get Zeroes.Enjoy your body while you have it, you won't have it for long.
I'd like to make an annendum to that.Boy, I'll make you get Zeroes.Enjoy your body while you have it, you won't have it for long.
Just wait until I get enough passive kinetics to make a tap of my finger send you flying. Just wait.I'd like to make an annendum to that.Boy, I'll make you get Zeroes.Enjoy your body while you have it, you won't have it for long.
I'll give you a +1 bonus. ;D
Active Kinetics...No, passive. Let me quote:
Active Kinetics: Depending on your mood you could drive a spike of raw anger through his head, or you could accelerate his molecular structure and set him on fire... Decisions, decisions...No mention of strength. However, Passive Kinetics does.
Passive Kinetics: Fine tunes your ability to intuitively use psionics to give yourself a physical edge. Hyper-Kinesthesia, weapon resistance, added strength... that sort of thing. Passive kinetics gives a 1/6th bonus to Str and End for every two points and applies bonuses as normal to Kinesthesia.
Odds are you'll need to get to the matriarch skill level first, so yeah...I'll make the time, your ass is assing for it.
Could go back into that whadjamahcallit.Yeah, that would be a good idea, but it very likely would result in death. Since if it didn't, why isn't everyone on our faction a super-psionic?
Could go back into that whadjamahcallit.Yeah, that would be a good idea, but it very likely would result in death. Since if it didn't, why isn't everyone on our faction a super-psionic?
Active Kinetics...No, passive. Let me quote:QuoteActive Kinetics: Depending on your mood you could drive a spike of raw anger through his head, or you could accelerate his molecular structure and set him on fire... Decisions, decisions...No mention of strength. However, Passive Kinetics does.QuotePassive Kinetics: Fine tunes your ability to intuitively use psionics to give yourself a physical edge. Hyper-Kinesthesia, weapon resistance, added strength... that sort of thing. Passive kinetics gives a 1/6th bonus to Str and End for every two points and applies bonuses as normal to Kinesthesia.
I would like to point out that I was not hitting on her.
Aslong as there aren't any 1s involved in the rolls...No, do get a 1 and use the porn mag on yourself. Please, oh please oh please RNG give him a 1.
No, I'm hitting on her apparently...I've kinda lost track about now.
"I could give a little demonstation here..."
Go for the advanced course! Pew pew!
Try to brawl one more time.
"I think you already took care of the sobering part," Dom said. "Nothing like being slammed around repeatedly to make you pay attention." She punched her fists together. "I'm ready to give it a shot."
I just hope there aren't any rolls for it...You know, you just screwed yourself up there now. The RNG is going to give you straight 1s now.
"Damn. Gah, must try harder!"
Shoot the targets again!
"Ow! What the f-" Dom caught herself before she stumbled forward and tripped over the stuff she'd been holding up. She pressed a hand to the back of her head. "Damn, yeah, OK... point taken," she said. Damn suckerpunches and shit... she thought. Guess it would be that easy to get offed in a firefight, though. It was easy to picture Trol sneaking up on a guy like that with his knife. Speaking of him, it looked like he was issuing a challenge regarding empathetics. "Thanks, Major Cain. I'll see you later," she said, figuring the major probably wanted to be on her way to meet the matriarch.
Besides, she needed to train her empathetic abilities to be better able to feel people around her. So she went over to Trol. "I'll take you up on that, no hard feelings if I lose, I swear," she said, holding a hand up.
"Ugh, finally" get in a empathetics spar
Jealous much? ;DRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!
I guess I hit a sensitive spot. :PI hate you.
And I can't modify your potential laser rifle if I'm dead now can I >:)WON'T MATTER IF THE BONUS FROM PURELY KILLING YOU WILL GIVE ME +100 BONUSES FOR THE REST OF THE GAME.
Two rounds, Tarran. On a five (+1). Just think about that for a second. :pDoesn't matter, I still failed. FAILED I TELL YA! FAAAAAILLLEEDDD! I'M A FAILURE.
USE MY TOTALLY REAL RAGE AND MAKE ALL THE TARGETS SWISS CHEESE! AGAIN!
After a few minutes of intense staring - which she felt she was at a thorough disadvantage at, damn those shades! - the match was finally called. Dominique breathed a sigh of relief. She had felt him inside her mind, probing around, trying to break through her barriers, even as she was trying to do the same to him. She could only dimly recall catching a few of his memories; working at a casino, being in desperate gunfights... She wondered what he had picked up from her. Probably a bit of the repetition of her life; how every day it was move this, move that, beat down a punk who disrespected her.
She was glad he didn't get much further than that. Some of her thoughts and memories were purely hers. "Well, uh, that was certainly... strange," Dom said. She laughed a bit nervously and crossed her arms. "Wow. All right. D'you... wanna go a second round?" she suggested. If not, she'd go by the signifier's office and pick up her equipment; she would probably need it soon.
"Sure, rematch."
You know I think she considers this more along the lines of entertainment...
You know I think she considers this more along the lines of entertainment...
Brilliant, considering I already told that to you... :P
She's one crazy chick. Fun, uninhibited, and she'd kill you without a second thought if it was the better of two options.
You know I think she considers this more along the lines of entertainment...
Brilliant, considering I already told that to you... :P
She's one crazy chick. Fun, uninhibited, and she'd kill you without a second thought if it was the better of two options.
Well I think I can turn her ;D
What, I got to say that we can do anything to anyone ;DYou know I think she considers this more along the lines of entertainment...
Brilliant, considering I already told that to you... :P
She's one crazy chick. Fun, uninhibited, and she'd kill you without a second thought if it was the better of two options.
Well I think I can turn her ;D
That would be... interesting.
And Hopeless.
Head to engineering.
"Hell yes."
Make a minor celebration then look for Jamie Teague.
Dom wasn't quite ready for Trol's more experienced abilities, and despite a strong effort on her part he managed to get through. "Woah, woah, OK, I give!" she said after a moment, holding her hands up. Damn... lose three times in one day... I hope that's all. He'd certainly got the better of her that time. Maybe he'd just used the first match to test her defenses? No use getting paranoid about it... "Thanks for the practice. I'm gonna go pick up my stuff, be right back," she said, leaving to go to the signifier's office.
Talk to some other unchained, try to make a friend
Although every instinct in his mind told James to freak out, The more logical side of him told him he'd get the crap beaten out of him again. James took another look around, taking full note of the person in front of him. He thought to himself: "Gah. Let's see the details of this situation." He strained his memories. "Oh yeah," he thought, "Technocracy, argh." James wiggled hsi fingers, testing his slack exactly, and attempted to find out by feel exactly what was tying him up. Oh God, he was hurting. He silently prayed a little. Silently, as to not get beaten again by his holders.
Three upgrades...Fine, fine. Whatever. Besides, I'm not there to voice my complaint in the actual game.
Tell max to put a bayonet on the Irin. Then See if I can combine the Broadbeam with the jormungandr.
"Goddammit where did everyone go?"
Look for Teague again.
Keep chatting
Wonder what he's all about, Dom thought as she approached a slightly spacier than normal-looking Taric. ...Maybe I shouldn't think about it too much. I probably wouldn't understand anyway. Most likely he was planning out some weapon that would annihilate the independents. Maybe I'll get to try it out. That'd be cool. She nodded to him as they passed, but she didn't want to distract him so she didn't say anything.
After reaching the office and scanning through the list, she eventually settled on getting an assault rifle with a pair of clips for it. 10 creds wasn't enough for much of anything else, but she could still afford a medkit, so she ordered one. Hmm, now what to do... She thought about it while putting on her armor and fitting her equipment to the correct places. ...guess I could go see what Taric's up to. She nodded to the signifier and left for the labs.
James attempted to sit up. "Gah, I feel like crap. Jeez I got beaten up. Anyway, my head hurts so badly, I'm having a bit of trouble easily remembering things. Can you tell me exactly what happened again? Might help out with this situation." James tested the slack he had, twisting his wrists as much as he could. Couldn't hurt.
Ask for a bit of help combining the broadbeam and the jormungandr.
"Sure," Dom said, coming over to Taric's side. She had a little knowledge about mechanics - only a little, true, but she could lend a hand with the lighter stuff. "Whatcha need?"
"TROL! DOM! TARIC! SAUN! GET YOUR ASSES OVER HERE!"
Gather all my teammates that may be around and drag them outside the arena, literally if needed, and ORDER them to STAY STILL.
"Jeez, cant a guy make some friends in an army?" Go
Hrm, not really sure I like the text acronym method. Messy on big posts (lots and lots of acronym tags), has the potential to screw up entire posts with forgotten /acronym tags, makes everyone have to mouse over text and takes longer to do. I personally prefer the old method, but whatever.
Well, it's good for games that use very little rolls, but for an RTD with a LOT of rolling I personally think it's just simply better to leave the Acronyms out of the rolling. It makes it sound more like a story, I'll admit, but it's slightly annoying in some ways. Some things it's good for, like inventory. Other things like rolls, I don't think so. I guess I'm just a diehard or something.Hrm, not really sure I like the text acronym method. Messy on big posts (lots and lots of acronym tags), has the potential to screw up entire posts with forgotten /acronym tags, makes everyone have to mouse over text and takes longer to do. I personally prefer the old method, but whatever.
'Aight, just thought I'd give the less messy version a shot. Will probably revert to the old style next turn.
I'm curious as to what the tag is to do that. I might try it for handling stuff like Initiative over in the CvRTD; it does make things look a little cleaner when you don't have to break up the action with a bunch of numbers & spoilers.
[Acronym=This is an Acronym]Acronym tag.[/Acronym]
If you don't feel like typing out 'Acronym' every single time you can also use 'Abbr' instead.Oh really? Huh, that's much easier than typing Acronym. I'm sure it would've saved a lot of GMers tens of minutes or even hours if they had known that.
Go to tarran. Admire frankenstein
"Damn, that looks pretty cool," Dom said, picking up the Frankenstein. It was fairly heavy, so she figured she'd lug it around for Taric at the moment. They had to hustle to get back to the training hall where Tarran wanted them anyway. When they arrived a few minutes later, she showed the Frankenstein to him, Trol, and the new guys standing around. "Check this shit out," she said. "He could explain it better'n I can but this thing can totally wreck the opposition." She handed it back to Taric. "Yo, I think I remember you," she said to Teague. "Weren't you with Yvonne?"
"So, what didja do to my gun, Taric?" Keep standing.
Also dodge Trol's question.
Pace around until Dom and Taric get here.
Things clicked around in James's mind, and he jolted forwards a small bit. "Oh, yes! I remember now. Freaking warpriest. Sorry about that, Cal." James shook his head a bit to clear it. "Now, I never got a good glimpse at whatever the warpriest was armed with, seeing as though he beat the crap out of me every time he walked in..." James' voice dropped to a whisper as he inched closer. "I think I can definitely break the bonds holding my arms. However, I've been reluctant to do so because obviously, I can't fit them back around my wrists, and I'd probably get the crap beaten out of me. And having refused the Orientation under the Technocrats doesn't help, unfortunately." James rubbed his head again. "Ow." He said at full volume.
Anyone can tell silly.Oh god, Trollan, he's going to make you Feel The Rainbows.
Also: PSIONICS TIME FOR TROL Aka sucks to be him ;D.
You'd even question if she is? o.O She's like a female construction worker. Even if she was she'd claim that she wasn't.I'm going to take that as a yes for the virgin question.
Ditto. Evasive denial is almost always a yes.You'd even question if she is? o.O She's like a female construction worker. Even if she was she'd claim that she wasn't.I'm going to take that as a yes for the virgin question.
Ditto. Evasive denial is almost always a yes.You'd even question if she is? o.O She's like a female construction worker. Even if she was she'd claim that she wasn't.I'm going to take that as a yes for the virgin question.
Then I'll make them!How? By hand? We didn't bring any tools, just in case you got bored and... well... created something unpleasant.
MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Suits don't cover eyes...Mine does. I've got a helmet made of Tungsten covering all of my head with screens allowing me to see.
"Geh. Well I guess that's obviously not going to work again." James surveyed the prison cell, carefully. "Maybe I can find something useful in here.... Probably not, but still..." James continued to flex his hands around his bonds whilst he thought.
"Hey, guys, next time please freaking tell me you're going somewhere or I'll smash your face in. Anyway, let's get something to eat. Introduce yourselves to Teague and Saun while you're on the way, guys."
Lead the group to the 'mess. Have Trol, Taric, and Dom introduce themselves.
"Hey Jamie. Saun I've already got to know a little bit"
"Hmm, wait," Dom said, looking at Ellen and Taric. She sniffed Taric's clothes, then moved over to Saun to compare. "Yeah, that's what I thought. I KNEW he looked too sweaty in the lab earlier." She hadn't specifically seen him leave with Saun, but she knew he had left without fighting anybody. "Well, whatever. If it makes him make guns like that then you should've jumped his bones earlier, we could've used that sonuvabitch against the mech-thing." She gave Tarran an evil grin. "If she's for him, who's this guy for, boss?" she asked, pointing a thumb at Jamie. Perhaps a bit of a mean-spirited comment but they were the FNGs on the squad, and they could take a little ribbing.
"Eh, I'm just playing with ya," she said to Jamie, slugging him on the upper arm as they headed towards the cafeteria. "I'm Dominique Wakeman, these guys just call me Dom. Normally I'm not in this good of a mood, so don't get used to it."
Override Taric's legs to show I'm pissed, but not to do any damage. after that, eat.
Also: PSIONICS TIME FOR TROL Aka sucks to be him ;D.
Oh, and by the way, the only cybernetics we have cause brain rot in smart people's brains, so... cybernetics aren't an option.
Go and eat...
The main group is now in the mess, and by default eating.
Which ones are those?The Taric-Protect9000.
Which ones are those?The Taric-Protect9000.
Did I get a one for it?
To much trouble or the mental "Landmines"?
Okay, but don't be surprised if they pull a tarran :PYou're nice...
It'll only happen if they dual wield.That'll only work if they're shooting at us.
DO IT! Let them shoot their own allies!
Ha, I think we have a plan for the boss fight.I say go for it. It's bound to be hilarious.
I give them rainbow time, troll make them dual wield and we take cover so that they fail utterly to hit us, hiiting their own team!
Keep him alive, I want to torture him ;DOh god. Oh dear god.
If I ever get around to making a computer game out of this thing, it will have the weirdest tactics known to man.
"*Gag Cough Cough* Shit. Everyone, let's move!"
Draw my Jormungandr and run to the Garage.
Grab frank out and Follow Tarran.
"Damnit, it's always somethin'," Dom said, pushing away her plate. She checked her weapons and armor. Satisfied she had them all correctly placed, she drew her Abassy and headed for the door, stacking up on the left side. Just an emergency evac? Are there hostiles in here or what? It was probably better to assume there were. After Tarran went through, she fell into step behind him, keeping her eyes on the left for enemies.
Mind Bar myself, then draw my Irin and head towards the garage
"CAL!" James attempted to break free of his bonds, moving in a random pattern, approaching the gunman at top speed whilst doing so. He then attempted to disarm the gunman, trying to punch him out.
If I ever get around to making a computer game out of this thing, it will have the weirdest tactics known to man.
Also, I want to put my on twist on a mind bend, an ideas?Make the person you affect see every girl in bikinis and look stereotypically hot, and see all men in stereotypically with huge muscles.
Also, I want to put my on twist on a mind bend, an ideas?Make the person you affect see every girl in bikinis and look stereotypically hot, and see all men in stereotypically with huge muscles.
No, Taric's Mind Bend just makes them feel pretty.Also, I want to put my on twist on a mind bend, an ideas?Make the person you affect see every girl in bikinis and look stereotypically hot, and see all men in stereotypically with huge muscles.
I am pretty sure that belongs to Taric
"Meh, I want to go fight."
"Let's just get out of here, we don't exactly have the experience to deal with the technocracy in CQC yet, nor do we have the equipment to do so. Quicker we get out of here the qucker we can deal with whatever else comes to us."
"I'm with Trol on this one, boss," Dom said as they pushed through the crowds. "Besides, think of what big damn heroes we'll be when we take over that tower too." She grinned at Tarran. "Come on now, you can snipe people, Taric can grope all the dumbasses he wants, Trol can knife a few people, and I can break some faces. It'll be fun. We'll get shot, shoot back. You know you want to. Right, Teague, Saun?" she asked, wondering what they thought.
"Alright, alright, let's go. Just wanted to know what you guys thought. Also, I wanted a person to place the blame on if we got our asses handed to us."
Lead the squad to the observation tower and talk to Officer Mary about the raid.
James left the unconscious gunman alone, made a quick prayer for Cal, took the pistol and rounds from the gunman, wielded them and left the cell, being careful to watch out for any enemies.
Could always make them lose all muscular control. ALL of it. If you know what I mean.
And Tarran wasn't on the list...Oh thank goodness. Your attack is simply scary.
Yeah. I'll stick with the magazine then.Or I'll be choke full of mind-porn?
I'll be in a nearby room. Don't enter. :P
No, she's wearing full sealed body armor.
Just no.
AND NO GROPING TARRAN EITHER!
"Sign us up. We're always ready to do something stupid. What are we up against?"
What do you think we're here for :P.Let's see...
Woohoo! On the top of the insanity list :DIs that really a surprise? :P
Woohoo! On the top of the insanity list :D
We'll go down in history! :DWoohoo! On the top of the insanity list :D
Taric and Saun, the Bonnie & Clyde of Sci-Fi sociopathic killers.
If only his mother could see him now. :PShe'd have a heart attack while having a heart attack.
And peter/whoeveritishismotherisseeing?He'd smile, then walk away slowly.
I doubt his mom'd freak. You have to remember he's probably been like this since he's a kid. Her reaction would be "oh, he's got a girlfriend! When's she coming over for dinner?"I was talking about his porn attack... along with the Sociopath girlfriend that he had sex with within a few days of meeting her.
Days, I thought it was a few minutes.I doubt his mom'd freak. You have to remember he's probably been like this since he's a kid. Her reaction would be "oh, he's got a girlfriend! When's she coming over for dinner?"I was talking about his porn attack... along with the Sociopath girlfriend that he had sex with within a few days of meeting her.
Days, I though it was a few minutes.Oh, I thought she was one of our temporary teammates like Teague.
But yeah, that's what I meant too. She'd probably ignore it and focus on the fact that heUntil the next day, then she'll have a heart attack while having a heart attack.finallyis going out with a girl instead of staying in his room working on machinery all day.
Or maybe not.But yeah, that's what I meant too. She'd probably ignore it and focus on the fact that heUntil the next day, then she'll have a heart attack while having a heart attack.finallyis going out with a girl instead of staying in his room working on machinery all day.
Taric - Creepiest son of a bitch in space, beware of his weaporn!The Taric ottank“n the dŒbesh has come! A great humanoid. It has an insane mind and it thinks and plans. Beware its deadly centerfold!
Like Tarran duel-wielding?Hey!
What, so it's a good joke?Like Tarran duel-wielding?Hey!
When you get dual 5's, you'll shoot your teammates with 10 clips of spikes/bullets/energy*Reaches through your screen and smacks you onto your own keyboard*
"Let's see if he'll even see us coming before there's a couple bullets in his head. We'll take it."
Get on with the job.
"Just lead the way, boss," Dom said. "I've got your back."
"who cares about armor, I have my knife!" Get the Irin ready for shooting/stabbing
Get moving.
lolwut
BTW, I just realized Draignean's running the turn. We better post moar if we're going to beat the old record of 16.
lolwutOh! I guess I should post for no reason then?
BTW, I just realized Draignean's running the turn. We better post moar if we're going to beat the old record of 16.
Hate to interupt, but why is everybody still in the mess hall?
Would my bayonet count for the knife in a gunfight perk?
Don't hit us Tarran.Why would I hit you?
You're dual wielding. ;DNo I'm not.
And you have another in the other hand aswell.No I don't. I'm holding the one Jormungandr in both hands, that may be why your inferior eyesight mistakes that for dual wielding.
What's that you're hiding behind your back then?My Ichneumon. I always keep that strapped to my back.
I don't know, But if I don't get an answer he'll feel the rainbows. :PSorry, I replied, so I won't feel the rainbows.
lol. While there's no denying that at this point Tarran is a beaten-up ex-con with a heart of gold, where would we ever find a rabbit around here?Rabbit?
Na, I'd still bet he's an arsehole. :PHe isn't. All my chars in every game I play are nice people at heart.
Jamed hefted up the pistol, and went to the right, up the main hall, ready to shoot any Technocracy scum that he saw. He carefully looked around as he went.
"I think we should clear out the building before we go take down the badguys."
Head left.
Just wait, Draignean. We WILL make 100 someday. ^^We'll likely have to wait for a VERY huge turn to do that, though, and we'll likely need all five of us on at the same time.
Tarran, you have any orders for your squaddies?Get to any cover they can get to, and fire at any enemy.
We'll likely have to wait for a VERY huge turn to do that, though, and we'll likely need all five of us on at the same time.
James pressed himself against the doorway and attempted to look at how many troopers were there before he advanced. He didn't want to get shot to pieces by a large force, but maybe he could take on one or two. ANyway, it would be good to know what he was up against.
"SHIT!"
Jump down to the floor while spraying the front of the room with bullets, hoping I hit the Technocrats.
"Damn it!" Dom moved the riot-shield to provide cover for herself and anyone nearby as she fired at the closest trooper.
Control one of those technocracy bastards
One of those two people is being brainlocked by Trol.Oh. Edit.
"Son of a bitch!" Dom said, taking another shot at the opposition. Also aiming at the guy Trol's not controlling and hoping my initiative roll's higher than Tarran's, for obvious reasons. o.OOh goddammit, now my teammates are going to roll the 1s and shoot me instead of the other way around. :P
Payback? o.O Wouldn't be very fair though admittedly since the Abassy's a lot more powerful than the Chimera. I wonder if I can do a fork condition, like IF Tarran's initiative is higher than mine THEN throw a 5Kn, 5' slam at the two Technocrats in the back.
James readied his gun, and threw an empty shell (If I have one, I hope I do... If not, (probably not), James stealthily headed back to his cell and got his bonds. He then headed back, keeping his gun up, and tossed the bonds towards the side of the room they were in. Heck, it always worked in the movies... He was screwed.
Take cover and aim at the bastard that shot me.
Get up and ram the guy not being controlled by Trol that I can see. Knock him off his feet.
Minion shoots one of the two not being shot at, I'll stab the last one.
Slam the guys in the back, preferably trying to get the bubble between them so they go flying in different directions.
5Kn 3' on chest of Technocrat Trooper 2 (slightly hurt one).
Quickly pull out both of my Sleipnirs and mow down the Trooper![/b]
You Accidentally shoot your teammates
Though it's unlikely as I'll be looking directly away from my friends.Quickly pull out both of my Sleipnirs and mow down the Trooper![/b]
We all know what'll happen :QuoteYou Accidentally shoot your teammates
And shoot your teammates with 10 clips of spikes/bullets/whatever?No, shoot you in the ass while you're still in the waiting list.
Thanks for giving me a Sig, Tarran:|
which will make you hit your teammates more often
lolshutup TerrenFine, fine, whatever you say, Bee Spy.
Bayonet facesmash the guy that tried to kill me, Minion becomes a human shield for TarranWhat happens if he covers me before I get a chance to shoot?
However, you need an earth to live on or you'll all die. So you have to listen to me or I'll fly close enough to the sun to fry you.
Now, give me 3 sacrifices. NOW!
Lock his initiative behind you.Bayonet facesmash the guy that tried to kill me, Minion becomes a human shield for TarranWhat happens if he covers me before I get a chance to shoot?
Walls of bee hives don't allow heat throughThey won't help if they're burnt to a crisp. Something on fire doesn't protect from fire.
You know, i could do this all day
Somebody type something funny, I want to sig something.Because you don't have a sig and thus are an automatic failure in all life and you will never get laid?
Walls of bee hives don't allow heat throughThey won't help if they're burnt to a crisp. Something on fire doesn't protect from fire.
You know, i could do this all day
Also, vacuum from the atmosphere being blown away. You won't survive that.
That, my friends, is sig-worthy.Walls of bee hives don't allow heat throughThey won't help if they're burnt to a crisp. Something on fire doesn't protect from fire.
You know, i could do this all day
Also, vacuum from the atmosphere being blown away. You won't survive that.
There's still air even while the Atmosphere is blown away
Hurr durr
Don't be surprised if things turn into goddamn zombies in goddamn space on a goddamn alien facility inside a goddamn alien fortress inside a goddamn city on a goddamn alien world because you went too goddamn close to the goddamn sun
There's still air even while the Atmosphere is blown awayNot enough to last a very long time though. Bees need to breath too, you know.
Hurr durr
That, my friends, is sig-worthy.Aww, but I put so much effort (not) into insulting you. Hoping you'd sig it. :P
New sig? That's what it looks like to me, anyway.Indeed. Couldn't resist sigging people making fun of me. That's the most interesting post I could find.
Also, Draignean, Power Miner is still in the waiting list.
So he'll just keep re-spawning the same way over and over again with multiple clones?Also, Draignean, Power Miner is still in the waiting list.
Yeah, until I'm sure he's not going to perish immediately he'll stay there. If he dies before he meets up with you, he'll cycle to the bottom of the waitlist.
James took a shot at the thug covering the door, with the pistol he's had ready. James SERIOUSLY hoped this would work. Otherwise, he is going to die. And that's not preferable.
"AAAAAAARRRRRRRGGGGGHHHHH BASTARD! YOU'RE DEAD!"
Shoot both munitions.
Dom took a deep breath to steady her nerves and tried again. Her problem was that she had tried to impact too big an area, and none of the force had reached her target. So maybe if she concentrated a little more, it would work. Focusing in on the technocrat that Trol wasn't mindbending, she projected the same amount of force, but tried to center it on his chest.
Bayonet facesmash the guy that tried to kill me, Minion becomes a human shield for Tarran
I think you just did that...Eeeehhhh I don't think so. I still haven't got the 5-5 pair I've been wanting.
I'm just pointing out that it'll never happen.LIES!
Indeed, in much the same manner as saying when hell freezes over. ^^Well, they are having a cold season.
"Oh god, oh god!" James quickly tried to fire at him again.
Stand up and fire at the trooper again, point blank, with both SMGs again.
Me: Pointy end of bayonet ---> Dude who shot me
Ally: Shoot tackled guy at point blank
Dom decided she wasn't going to charge the enemies - unlike most of her squad, apparently - and instead moved over to Taric to provide cover with her shield. She also took a shot at the person she had just downed.
Keep firing.
Psionically mark out Saun's target for us.
I'm about to have a baaad day. Engage th ethug in close combat, so the trooper can't risk firing.
Psionically mark out Saun's target for us.
Unable to find any targets in the smoke that weren't being mindcontrolled by Trol, Dom growled in frustration. "I'm gonna go join the brawl," she said to Taric, figuring he'd be fine back here. She wasn't a good enough shot to be sure of not hitting her allies anyway, she thought as she closed distance.
Both: MORE SHOOTING
Execute Trooper 1 then move to help Saun.
Oh gosh, I'm screwed. I'm going to ddiiieeeeeee!Nah, don't worry, Draignean isn't that mean (at least, I think he isn't...).
Oh gosh, I'm screwed. I'm going to ddiiieeeeeee!Nah, don't worry, Draignean isn't that mean (at least, I think he isn't...).
Oh gods, he's going to find us :o.And he is going to flay us alive with our own bones...
*Facepalm.*What?
I mean he should run away from us.Why-...
James charged at the trooper, firing his pistol as he went. He attempted to shoulder ram him against the wall, hopefully with enough force to get him to drop his rifle.
Dom raised an eyebrow. Something had changed in the nearby area, and whatever it was, it made one of the troopers stand out like a neon sign in a thunderstorm at midnight. She put away her gun and shield and moved to grab him from behind. All she had to do was lock his spine and then she could snap his neck... or at least hold him in place for someone else.
"FUCKING EAT STEEL, DOUCHEBAG!" Stab him with the bayonet
Pull out my Jormungandr and start shooting Trooper 3 while advancing.
Keep marking that target.
Rainbow time!Ooooohhhhh crap.
Rainbow time!
On the last guy, yeah.You're an evil, evil man.
Nothing like a bit of trauma.
While Taric has him feeling rainbows, cut his nose off and write my name in his chest. then stab him in the face repeatedly. HE SHALL PAY IN BLOODThat's a baaaaaad idea. What happens if you get in the way of Taric while stabbing? What if he accidentally makes it an area attack?
At what cost? Your sanity?
I'm just gonna wait until there's listed loot to start taking stuff. I'm also gonna ask to lock my initiative as a series of 1s so I don't run into what everyone else is trying to do. o.O
James looked at Cal. "Urg, I just had a horrible dream. I woke up, couldn't remember anything, and after you explained to me what happened, A guy came in and killed you. He left and had a guy there to kill me. I rushed him, overpowered him, and stole his pistol. I had ripped free of cloth bonds. Anyway, I went down the hall and came to a Technocrat thug and trooper. I threw my bonds to distract the trooper, shot his chest, he retreated, and then the trooper took his gauss rifle and painfully killed me."
Rainbow time!
Shoot the last Trooper in the eyes.
While Taric has him feeling rainbows, cut his nose off and write my name in his chest. then stab him in the face repeatedly. HE SHALL PAY IN BLOOD
Dom pushed the corpse over and went for the last remaining trooper, trying to tackle him to the ground.
"What the...?" James tried to break his bonds whilst gettig up and stepping away. Several options of what could possibly going on right now passed through his brain. It could possibly be a dream, but that wouldn't affect his actions because he didn't have the ability to take that chance. He could be trying to break out, but that didn't make sense because of the stuff about remembering and hasty figments. He could be a Technocrat psionic- A likely choice, as it would make sense for the Technocracy to befuddle their prisoners to decrease their revolting ability. Or he could be a psionic from another group- Unlikely, as a non-Technocracy psionic wouldn't have messed with his dreams, and wouldn't have drawn a knife on him.
Well, while I'm already down here, Dom thought. She crawled behind the trooper and tried to signal Trol to shove him back so he'd fall down and be an easy target.
Shoot with the shotgun at point blank
Rest for a bit.
Oh you assholes, you left me with only old sucky damaged body armor. :PHey, you killed my meat puppet...
Get and wear the Standard body armor 60/100. Then continue down the hall.
Oh come on, it's just one crappy guy. There's at least five thousand million other better mooks that you can mind control.Oh you assholes, you left me with only old sucky damaged body armor. :PHey, you killed my meat puppet...
Get and wear the Standard body armor 60/100. Then continue down the hall.
Paint "YOU WILL END UP LIKE HIM" on a wall with an arrow pionting to a corpse, then cut his nose and ears off, cut his eyes out, then write my name in their chest. make sure to include other horrible art.
...
...A... am I the only remotely sane person around here?
Whoa, whoa man, lynching? Do you need your happy pills? This isn't mafia....
...A... am I the only remotely sane person around here?
LYNCH HIM!
What, no. We are just going to "Loosen" you morals.I hate to tell 'ya, but the Tarrans are all pretty sane. It'll take a lot longer than you think.
I look forward to the day you accidentally make yourself feel like a centerfold that's being fondled by... yourself. Huh.That day will be both horrible and disturbingly awesome for Taric.
I look forward to the day you accidentally make yourself feel like a centerfold that's being fondled by... yourself. Huh.
BUMP!
Dom winced and involuntarily rolled across the ground to try and put out a non-existent fire. That's gonna burn for awhile, she thought grimly as she got back to her feet. "Let's keep going. There's gotta be something here we can use other than the AI core." She grabbed the fully loaded Piru Rifle and a mag for it.
Grab the radio, all power cells, all spare Piru munitions and a piru. After looting get moving.
grab the perfect body armor, use an ORS medkit on myself. paint "YOU WILL END UP LIKE HIM" on a wall with an arrow pionting to a corpse, then cut his nose and ears off, cut his eyes out, then write my name in their chest. make sure to include other horrible art.
Get and wear the Standard body armor 60/100. Then continue down the hall.
James thought in a flash. If he stayed back, the bugger could use his psionic abilities to torture him. However, he didn't seem quite so strong physically, so he wouldn't be able to cope with a straight-out rush. Comforted by this knowledge, he ran at the acolyte swinging. "THIS IS FOR CAL!"
"Pleeeeeeaaaaase?"*Sigh* "Fine. But only after we're done."
Important question, the emergency stairs that skirt the outside of the tower can only hold 2 people abreast.
Which two people do you want on point, and who do you want in rearguard?
QuickEdit: Tough decision between Tarran and Trol but if Tarran's in front of everyone else there's less chance of a friendly fire incident. :3...Good point.
I'll take center. Trol and dom to take point, Tarran and I in the middle and The NPC squaddies on rearguard duty....Did you just read my mind?
If your roll 1 or 2 when desecrating Shiren's body you will get the first ever negative perk.If I get a 5/6, you better make it good.
If your roll 1 or 2 when desecrating Shiren's body you will get the first ever negative perk.If I get a 5/6, you better make it good.
James quickly double-feinted-- He came up with a feinted right straight, then went with a left hook, suddenly flashing his left knee into the gut of the acolyte before his hook made contact. "Yes, we WILL have fun, you.. you.." James couldn't think of a non-profane word to describe the acolyte.
"Right, you two get him, we'll keep the flank secure."
Silently name knife on bayonet Timmy, and other knife Joseph.
"FOR PONY!!!!!!!!!!!!" charge up the stairs
"Is that all they've got?! Some measly frag grenades and a sniper that clearly doesn't know what he's doing? I'm with you Dom!" Follow dom with both Sleipnirs armed.
"Son of a bitch!" Dom roared, throwing down the useless remains of her shield. That shield had seen her through the first mission she'd been on and now this bastard destroyed it with a combination of explosives and small arms fire! He was going to pay. "Let's get that creep!" she yelled, charging ahead.
James EvanJames quickly double-feinted-- He came up with a feinted right straight, then went with a left hook, suddenly flashing his left knee into the gut of the acolyte before his hook made contact. "Yes, we WILL have fun, you.. you.." James couldn't think of a non-profane word to describe the acolyte.
Determined to get the best of the Technocrat you attack, [Dex 3, no feint bonus] trying to catch him off guard but failing to misdirect his attention for long enough to gain an advantage. [Melee 2+1 Vs Dodge 2] You knee still hits him in the gut though, [Str 3] Whumping the breath from his body and certainly giving him a good set of bruises. Well in the real world at least.
The Technocrat straightens up laughing, knife held low and prepared to sink under your ribs. Then his laughter stops, and he cocks his head to one side. After a minute he shakes his head "Sorry to cut things short here kitten, but I've got to dash. You were just starting to get claws too... Not to worry, I'll be back." His form immediately dissipates, leaving you alone in a room that isn't real. There's got to be something you can do from here...
*Insert generic sad music*
Anyway, James thought. With the acolyte no longer controlling the world, maybe he could try to use his will to end the dream.
Sit there bleeding.
Throw an ORS kit at Tarran, Then try to dodge gunfire.
"Shit, should've seen that coming," Dom muttered to herself. Getting out her medical kit, she moved to Tarran's side. "Hold still, I'll patch you up. Trol if you can cover me for a minute I'll get to you next," she said over her shoulder.
Get up there and lay down suppressing fire!
Saun helps lay down some covering fire, Teague takes the used pack of Trol's ORS capsules and heals Tarran & Trol.
OH THANK GOD
I owe all of you guys. I have a feeling it's going to take a while to repay you all...
Where's dom's action?
Take cover, they know we're here. Examine the rest of the stairwell for traps.
FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUHa ha. That's what you get for begging the RNG. The RNG NEVER rolls the way you want it to.
"Damn it!" Dom growled under her breath as she continued to apply her limited knowledge of first aid. Tarran was out and she knew enough to know if she couldn't move faster on this he was as good as dead. "Taric, Trol, come on, help me out here. Do that psychic thing you do where you take control of someone else's body. Keep him breathing and his heart beating," she said to her allies. "Please?"
Dream of ponies.
help dom with the surgery
Take cover, they know we're here. Examine the rest of the stairwell for traps.
Running turn now.HEY! I HAVEN'T POSTED YET! >:(
He actually wouldn't be that bad I guess since even though he doesn't empathize well he at least has a calm demeanor about everything. o.oHe wouldn't jump out the window atleast.
"All right, I'll see what I can do." Dom closed her eyes and concentrated, trying to send out a sort of kinesthetic sonar.
Advances a little bit up the stairs, Keeping an eye out for traps and snipers.
"Shit... No more charging ahead for me." Reload everything I've got.
Mind bend myself so that blood is invisible
Running turn now.HEY! I HAVEN'T POSTED YET! >:(
Well shit, A Slaanesh worshipper. PSIONIC DULLING TIME!OH DEAR LORD THE TENTACLES!
James was worried. Perhaps this meant he was... AHA! The acolyte had trapped Cal in a series of dreams, so that's obviously what's happening here. James continued to will away the dreams over and over and over again.
Why ddid you tell me that?!?!?!?!!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!!?!? YOU SPOILED IT! >:(
James was worried. Perhaps this meant he was... AHA! The acolyte had trapped Cal in a series of dreams, so that's obviously what's happening here. James continued to will away the dreams over and over and over again.
Dom raised an eyebrow. "I'm not really sure it's a good idea, but you're right. If I end up mentally scarred, though, I'm pushing you over the railing." A hollow threat but one she felt she had to make. With a sigh, she closed her eyes and tried again.
"Urgh, well, we shouldn't let Taric get too far ahead." Get up and follow Taric a rotation behind.
Advance carefully up, checking for those snipers and traps as I go. "Dom, any luck?"
"Don't worry Bartholomew, you are safe inside my spleen..." Follow the group.
Keep walking while trying to psionically find those bastards.
Keep walking up.
Pull out my almighty Ichneumon and watch the staircase where the snipers were before while following Taric.
"Nothing," Dom muttered to herself. At least that was something; definitively knowing nothing was ahead was worse than just acting like there was nothing ahead. She got out her medkit, pulled out the needle and thread, and inspected her wounds. "This is gonna suck." She sighed, took a deep breath, and self-medicated.
"Hello, Mr. Tostito, do you want to play a game?" Follow the group.
We're in a tower. There's gotta be railings to fall over, otherwise what's the point of mooks and guns being here anyway?
GGGGGGGGGEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEETTTTTTTTTTTTTTTHHHHHHHHHHH!!!
I'll make them then!
James wasn't worried about the troopers- it was all a dream. However, he did put his hands up in surrender- He didn't want to have to experience getting shot to dream-death again while he was trying to think this out. He thought that something must be wrong with his head if he could be manipulated to not be able to fully get out of his dream. He attempted to blank his mind so maybe he could figger out what's wrong.
hmm, Dom is the first woman in, I order everyone to fire on her and see what happens.
"CRABCAKES!!!!" Surge Acolyte, get him to slap Altris Shiren across the face. Equip Irin.
"LET'S DO THIS!" Nail the Acolyte with my Ichneumon.
Head to cover. "You bastards are going to regret leaving that AI.
Dom figured the best thing she could do was disrupt any plans the enemy had with a quick psionic blast. She took a quick shot at the guy in the environment suit, then followed it up with as powerful a Slam as she could muster.
James couldn't see anything in the void... He continued to mindblank though, although he walked towards the troopers... While still trying to ignore their bullets, he attempted to grab their guns- If he couldn't escape this dream, he was jsut going to annoy the heck out of him- That's when it struck him! It was HIS dream, he should be able to control it, if the tales were true! He tried to control the dream so he got the best body armor and a Renfield SMG. He liked those things. I mean, they shoot SPIKES!
Buttercup, buttercup, buttercup!
the other soldiers should stop shooting and help the acolyte if they need to, otherwise they bum rush the team!
Aim at shiren. Fire some gauss slugs at him too.
"You're not getting away, asshole!" Dom yelled as Shiren dived away from the psionic attack. Tarran was ordering someone to attack anyway, so this worked out well for her. She took another shot with the Abassy as she tried to close to melee range.
"PUFFINS!!" Charge with Dom, slashing and shooting everybody (not including her, preferably).
"Someone kick the crap out of that guy with the Carapace!" Fire at the right trooper.
"YOU COWARDLY SON OF A GUN! You won't stop us that easily!" Grab both Sleipnirs and fire one into the ceiling for light, attempting to help Dom and Trol with the light, while advancing towards the melee party.
Bet you didn't think of that, Dwarmin.
Oh."YOU COWARDLY SON OF A GUN! You won't stop us that easily!" Grab both Sleipnirs and fire one into the ceiling for light, attempting to help Dom and Trol with the light, while advancing towards the melee party.
Bet you didn't think of that, Dwarmin.
How will that work?
The sleipnirs are gauss, thus no muzzle flash.
Nathaniel is probably going to laugh his ass off at you,I won't be around to hear him, though, since he's, ya know, dead.
Try to roundhouse kick Dominique the hell away from me. Bam!
Actions: Attack Trol Grane with my GIANT HANDCLAWS
Mark Shiren out Psionically. AKA make him GLOW!
Dom bit back a curse. Beside her Trol was yelling and attracting all the attention. Good, give me a chance to do this... She attempted to duck around to Shiren's back and pin his arms. If she could do that, the next step would be to lock his spine and break his neck; no armor in the world would protect against that.
"I love noodles, do you love noodles too?" Shoulder-smash Altris, then stab him with the bayonet. In the face, Repeatedly.
Attempt to repeat "buttercup" in Altris's voice.
"Alright, I apologize for giving him that idea..."Oh god, I wasn't even thinking of that.
"Alright, I apologize for giving him that idea..."Oh god, I wasn't even thinking of that.
Blame tarran for giving molestation the nickname of rainbows...I'm sorry! I'm sorry! ;D
QUICK, GET THE CYBERNETICS.
We'll rebuild draignean. Better than before.
Make the million-dollar-host! WITH ADAMANTINE! *turns Draignean into awesome adamantine cyborg*Just remember not to replace his brain. We don't want him to go all Terminator on our asses.
James suddenly froze (although still ignoring the crappy dream bullets). Maybe if he tried to wake up whilst mind-blanking, the cause of the failure to do so would reveal itself! He did it.
Shit beat Trol
Continue marking, If allies retreat from him, open fire. And Nathaniel, Shut the fuck up and turn those light on before I permanently reprogram you!"
Pull out my Ichneumon and use Taric's marking to fire at Shiren.
"Fuck that, I can get him!" Dom yelled back. Wish I still had my stun baton. Or a knife or something. All the same she took a step back, pulled out the Fuath, and sprayed it at the glowing target Taric had helpfully marked for her.
"FLUFFERNUTTER SANDWICHES!!!!" fall back for a shotgun headshot
I hope I can crit Trollans face off and wear it like a halloween mask. But i've always believed in the power of positive negative thinking!Of course, I'll likely mow you down with my SMGs before you can do so.
I hope I can crit Trollans face off and wear it like a halloween mask. But i've always believed in the power of positive negative thinking!Of course, I'll likely mow you down with my SMGs before you can do so.
Then mow down Trol too.
But at least I'll have gotten you. :P
"GAH! WHAT... IS... HAPPENING?!" Duck and dive, whilst stopping blanking my mind. Charge at the repeating thugs, grabbing at their guns.
Grab Sleipnirs, shoot Altris.
Trol starts singing this (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_lK4cX5xGiQ) song, (preferably 3:26 to 3:36) while he slaughters Shiren in any way possible.
Personal-Shiren keep hacking away at Trol Grane until one of us dies
Acolyte-bring out his rifle and fire at any enemies not engaging in melee
Useless grunts-Draw and fire their GUNS at Taric. Assuming they remembered to bring them. Idiots.
Dom cursed as the guy she'd decked earlier started getting up. "All right," Dom said to Taric's order and instead turned the Fuath on the acolyte as she fell back.
Open fire on Shiren. "Shit!, Leave Trol and shiren alone, Trol can handle himself!. GET OUT OF MELEE RANGE!"
RRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!. KILL THEM BOTH! OPEN FIRE!
Spoiler (click to show/hide)
just in case.
Though I wonder how she's going to try to explain having... moments with Taric.
Is saun's helmet still intact?
A: Is it repairable?
B: Would it fit Taric?
Character: Trol Grane
You look through your stuff satisfied that it's all there, still you have some doubts about the job. You don't know why but you decide to use Lorenzo as a sounding board. [Speech Roll 3 Vs Will 5] You talk to him for a while about how you did this for the first time just to get out of debt, besides that first guy really was a bastard. You did it so you would be free and clean to help the people you though needed helping, you know? Lorenzo stares at you impassively. [Intuition roll 1] Taking this as a sign to continue you go on about how your Mother got deported when you were little for breaking your fathers arm and emasculating him. You tell him how your dad got deported after that for chronic alcoholism. [Will roll 4] You manage to not break down while you talk about the rest your childhood and how you think that influenced the rest of your life. That first time when you discovered cards and gambling, that time when you were 13 and broke that mites jaw with a lead pipe because he couldn't pay you, the first time you starting trying to help people get what they want and to hell with the Technocracy.[Lorenzo's Will roll 2] Lorenzo doesn't seem to be able to take this anymore. "Get what you need for the job, and get out. When the girl is dead, come back. If you open your mouth again for something personal I will rip the tongue from your head and choke you with it. Are we abundantly clear?"
$50 says he fits both descriptions.
Appearance: Altris has the appearance of a kindly old Asian man, greying at the temples, with intense blue eyes. But... a closer look reveals something more sinister-a vast array of highly illegal (to normal people, anyway) subdermal implants that make him stronger and faster than he should be by all rights.
Character Bio: Shiren is, in fact, a brutal and sociopathic Warpriest in service of the Technocrats. Recruited from birth, he cares nothing for the "cause", but know to pay it lip service. He only wants to hurt and destroy as much as he can. He refuses to play politics or curry favors, and has himself killed many rival members of the Technocracy who crossed him, along with his standard list of crimes against civilians. The higher ups are sending him on more and more dangerous missions lately in an effort to get him out of the way. His implants are actually a punishment-deliberately done wrong as to cause him constant agony, a reminder of a past failure. Only the release of adrenaline dulls the pain, and he can only feel anything when he's destroying...
Spoiler Alert!Spoiler (click to show/hide)
Take my gun and carefully look around, moving forward as James Bond does. Watch out for the man with the golden gun.
Obviously, tear my hands out of Trol. Then snag the Irin shotgun from his hopefully dead or dying hands hands and fire it into Dominique. Close Range. Should be messy!
Now, Gentlemen, THIS is a party. I'll get out the streamers!
THE ESSENCE OF TROL GRANE WILL LIVE ON!
Bite Shiren in the face, then shoot him one last time.
Dom blinked. That was... what the fuck... She took a deep breath to calm down. He can't move while he's got his hands in... yeah... She had another trick up her sleeve. Focusing at neck height, she unleashed another blast of kinetic energy.
Using a Blade, default focus, 40 stamina for 4 kilonewtons of force, shaped like a guillotine. Aim it at Shiren as much as possible.
RRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!. KILL THEM BOTH! OPEN FIRE!
Try to guess the location of one of the Pirus. Shoot in that direction.
I shouldn't be blind anymore.
I'm sorry, Trol, I really am. The devil offered me a deal to "save" you. But I choose not to.
It was a hard decision, until the devil told me the details.
I'm sorry, it pains me, but the deal is just too much of a cost for me.
Just thought you should know. Better than leaving this in the black.
I was curious, and now I'm worried. :-\
The Fuck is Tarran's Status inside Taric's Status?
may trols soul find peace in the land of knives and surprise biting.
There's now way he's going to survive missing an arm, a knife through one knee, and trol attached to his head either.And an enraged kick coming from me next turn.
Unless you're controlling his troopers, he still has several attacks a round.They're not doing all that good of a job, so don't worry too much.
they have to take moral for every action now
Eh, I think I only do it out of respect. In other news, this situation will be great for Taric's character, I now have a reason for him to go absolutely ballistic.
He's going to go all out. You can thank trollan for that.
I also call dibs on shiren's rifle.
Oh. I thought you lost it with your arm and you were dualwielding that and Trol's shotgun beforehand.
Taric can have the carapace and the rifle, as long as I can keep the bullets already put in me. :3
Somebody keep my shotgun, my next character will wield it in memory of Trol.
Somebody keep my shotgun, my next character will wield it in memory of Trol.
We'll see...lol
Somebody keep my shotgun, my next character will wield it in memory of Trol.
We'll see...lol
I'm surprised you actually read my lore on that gun, that makes me very happy. Moment of truth people, Leaving today will be back sunday morning. Wish me luck.
I get the feeling people like calling me Serious or SeriousConcentrate. Almost no one shortens it to SC. :3 Then again maybe no one's as lazy as I am...Ehh, Serious or SeriousConcentrate sounds better to me than just SC.
Ah, so PLAYING dead... Just hope they don't see through the ruse. Or tarran doesn't dual-wield again.Hey.
Still. there hope that tarr-No wait, he'll still do it.HEY!
We're fucked.HEY!
Well, we can hope. He can't be unlucky ALL the time... right...?Serious may not have outright said it, but I can tell from the underlined that he has no hope for me. :P
Right click on the image once Serious posts it, View it, copy the URL, go to Profile>Forum Profile and at the top there should be "Personalized Picture". Paste the URL in the blank area, save changes, profit!
Keep firing!
"TRRRRRRRRRROOOOOOOLLLLLLLLLLLLLL!!!" Enraged at the death of my friend, charge Shiren and smash his face in via kick.
Told you The Devil had a plan for you, Trollan.
In all seriousness, I thought i would just be forced to relive all Trol's worst parts of his life. Im actually perfectly fine with this.
Am I still insane?
"Ugh, why do I have a killer stomach ache?" Follow the group?
James turned around, went out of the room, and continued to look around. He held his gun up- He wanted to make sure he wasn't just killed there, even though that obviously never happened in bond movies.
Switch targets. Open fire on the Acolyte if he's still alive, chase down the other trooper if tarran killed him.
Also taunt that acolyte.
"RAAAAGGGGHHHHH! YOU'RE ALL GOING TO DIE!"
Shoot the Acolyte.
"Simon Cowell!" Grab my shotgun from shiren, teabag him, then join the fight.
Dom continued to lie there like a rag doll, barely able to function due to the mind blast and her swiftly deteriorating condition. She tried to ask for help, but she was in too much pain and too exhausted to speak. She managed to move a hand through the blood pooling around her body, leaving a smear across the floor, but couldn't even raise it to try and get some attention. Her eyelids felt heavy, too heavy to keep open. Tarran had said he had felt cold, but she felt warm, like she was lying in the grass on a hot summer day. Guess this is it then... For Saun and Trol and me... Damn it! I should've been more careful on the stairs... should've tried the blade earlier. Maybe they would still be alive. Unaware she was crying, she closed her eyes. At least I kept the boss alive... and Taric and Teague are gonna be OK too.
3 more things:
1: Could I get a repost of Teague's stats?
2: Can I bodyhop anybody, or only dead people?
3: I think that a reverse of pyrokinesis should be cryokinesis, which does less damage than pyrokinesis, but has an effect on the initiative of the person cryo'd.
She thought she felt something pulling on her and heard a familiar voice, but she couldn't place it. "T-tar...ran...?" she managed after a few seconds. She twitched a finger at the acolyte. "Pyro... kinesis... need to... move away... you'll burn too..."
Don't worry Taric, the RNG isn't that cruel*.
*Yes he is that cruel I'm spitting bullshit out.
She'll pull through**.
**Unless the RNG decides to be a bastard.
As the GM I'm sure nothing will go wrong at all.***Yes. Clearly there's no way this will go wrong****.
***Unless Trol freezes Dom and Tarran into meat bricks or Tarran accidentally stabs her with a scalpel while treating her or the trooper behind the heatsink tries to shoot Tarran and misses or Trol continues flipping out and shoots her...
Dom tried to raise her head from the ground again, but failed to even open her eyes. It's... too hot... Every breath she managed to take feel like it was burning her lungs. But even as she registered the heat her arms and legs felt cold and distant, like ghosts. She thought she heard Taric yell and a sound that might have been gunfire. A lot of gunfire. Tarran must still be using his machine guns. That was good. It took all of her effort but she managed to crack an eye open. At first she didn't even register the change because the light was fading. That's... not good... She could see her hand beginning to blister from heat and concentrated on it.
After a few seconds she managed to twitch a finger sideways, leaving a smaller bloody streak on the floor. ...it's too hot... must be psionics... In the distance she could dimly see the acolyte she had attacked earlier through a haze, and she closed her eye again. That's definitely what it was. Without the ability to move or even focus her thoughts clearly enough to use her own psionics, she was going to burn to death. Not how Dominique wanted to go, but in her current state it didn't seem to matter.
She thought she felt something pulling on her and heard a familiar voice, but she couldn't place it. "T-tar...ran...?" she managed after a few seconds. She twitched a finger at the acolyte. "Pyro... kinesis... need to... move away... you'll burn too..."
put some light cryokinesis on dom, stop the burning.
Put Dominique out and try to heal her with her own Basic Medkit.
"Hold on you, I'm not going to let you die after saving me."
Keep firing while continuing to insult him.
Don't be silly, We aren't going to die yet, we're the main characters.Say that to the gigantic laser/plasma beams being aimed at us.
I believe you asked a question about Kine earlier, it's an archaic word for deer or cattle. I can never remember which, but it's used in several of the better books that have vampires in them, you may have heard it there. (Not Frickin' Twilight) It just popped into my head when I was creating her.
Can't run it if we're ALL dead. So nice knowing you guys, I'm outta here!Don't be silly, We aren't going to die yet, we're the main characters.Say that to the gigantic laser/plasma beams being aimed at us.
Isnt it a technocracy ship over a technocracy part of the base?
"WEEEEEEEEVIIIIILS!!!!!!" Get the fuck outta there.
I believe you asked a question about Kine earlier, it's an archaic word for deer or cattle. I can never remember which, but it's used in several of the better books that have vampires in them, you may have heard it there. (Not Frickin' Twilight) It just popped into my head when I was creating her.
I don't read Twilight. -___________________- Anyway, I was thinking more like sci-fi, but maybe it was Joss Whedon. I was thinking Firefly/Serenity but then it occurred to me it might've been BtVS or Angel I heard it on. I'm gonna go look those up and see if there's a Kine in any of them, and edit this post if I get a positive result.
EDIT: Nope, wasn't any of those. This is just gonna be one of those things that nags at me, I guess. :-\
Don't be silly, We aren't going to die yet, we're the main characters.Say that to the gigantic laser/plasma beams being aimed at us.
...Don't be silly, We aren't going to die yet, we're the main characters.Say that to the gigantic laser/plasma beams being aimed at us.
Focused Anti-proton beams actually, has the neat side effect of emitting heavy EM interference as it slices and dices.
Running turn now.
"Fair enough Nat, but would you mind helping us getting you out of here alive?" Fire some rounds at the trooper, Telling him to surrender while I'm at it.
"DON'T YOU DARE DIE ON ME!" If fire is still burning, carry Dom out of it. If fire isn't still burning, heal Dom again!
Without much choice in the matter, Dominique laid still as Tarran began to work on her wounds. "Thanks... Tarran..." she managed to say through cracked lips. She was still feeling the pain of the burns and bullets, but her energy was returning slightly, and her body felt more responsive to her commands. She still felt she could do with a long sleep, but she was determined to try to stay awake until they were out. She wasn't going to be any more of a burden than she had to be. "You're the best boss I ever had..." Dom giggled nonsensically, feeling dazed from blood loss.
"WEEEEEEEEVIIIIILS!!!!!!" Get the fuck outta there.
You guys can head up to the roof and take Shiren's personal hover yacht to safety.
Trust me.
"Alright, You're free to go. Now your bosses have decided to blow this building up. Have fun getting out. Nat, just guide us to your core, but first, can you instruct me on how to remove the carapace from shiren?"
Ninja the 3 energy cells before Taric can get them.
Grab the neatest looking combat knife around.
Grab a Basilisk pulse rifle.
Give Riot Shield to Dom.
Carry Dom to the elevator shaft.
Tarran himself has a riot shield though, so that's what he means. I think.It indeed is.
Trol, I'd advise keeping a low profile.Understatement detected.
I'm getting none too friendly vibe off of Taric if you blow the cover of your new form.
Tarran himself has a riot shield though, so that's what he means. I think.It indeed is.
Do I get a auto-success to kill him if he does it?
Ninja the 3 energy cells before Taric can get them.
Grab the neatest looking combat knife around.Grab a Basilisk pulse rifle.
Give Riot Shield to Dom.
Carry Dom to the elevator shaft.
"Alright, You're free to go. Now your bosses have decided to blow this building up. Have fun getting out. Attempt to remove the carapace from shiren's bullet ridden corpse. Also take saun's helmet.
Dominique gratefully accepted Tarran's help up and leaned on him to keep her balance. "You know what...? You're my favorite boss..." she said, looking around. Nathaniel had said something about escaping to the roof. "Cruiser firing?" she asked groggily. "Maybe... we can use the stairs to get to the roof. Or there might be... an emergency ladder in the elevator shaft..." she said. "I might be able to climb on my own." She took a deep breath and winced at the pain in her ribcage. "Tarran? ...Thank you." She looked down. It was easier for her to say nonsensical things about him being her boss than to actually thank him for saving her life, but she would just have to suck it up.
She smiled and wiped some blood away from her mouth. "Enough of this sappy shit, boss. Let's get the fuck out of here, shall we? Trol and Saun's deaths aren't going to mean much... if we get bombed to death."
Loot mah pistol, then Ninja the best knife from Tarran, then Teabag shiren for killing me.
"Sure thing, boss," Dom said, freeing herself from Tarran and falling against the wall next to the panel. She may have been weakened by injury and exhaustion but she was still freakishly strong even before her psionics had been activated, and the ORS had her feeling kinda good. Like being shocked with an extremely low-power taser, a full body sensation akin to eating pop rocks that replaced her aches and pains with a delicious crackling feeling. She took a moment to steady herself, then focused on the door. "You might wanna take a step back." Focusing her will, she attempted to blow the door off the hinges.
"Taric, help the AI. Dom, help me with this door please. Teague, come on, get over here."
Look around the door for any weak seams that I could break to break off the door.
"First things first boss." Heal the carapace then remove it. If possible also remove Nat from the computer.
If the wall fails, just kick it down.
The shuttle?
Oooohhh, Our own ship! :D
???
One last hint for you to ruminate on, RR.Road Rage?
Is something about the Royal Rumble provocative?
lol. I was teasing Taric since he had just explicitly told me not to, Draignean, but whatever. Let me think about it some more.
OK, I'm guessing since he specifically said me, and the only thing I can think of that I do differently than y'all is that I'm hosting the CvRTD, it could be related to that.
Hmm. Is 1903 a year or a number?
o.o Dude, I'm twenty four. That's like 82 years before my time, I ain't that old. :p Hmm. Halley's Comet is on a 76 year cycle, I think, so that isn't it.
Hmm. RR, something I've done that the others haven't...
Definiatly no clue here...
OK, so Shiren's personal transport is a Rolls Royce? Nice. >.> My thoughts never really went in that direction because I hate driving. I only do it because I have to.
Eh- Waitaminute, SPACEFLIGHT!
Guess what's comin' for ya soon :D
And the cruiser can't hit something that small if it's going at a high speed and is really manuverable. And maybe has a stealth field.
Eh, I'll wait 'til we're back at the unchained's new base for the spaceflight bit.
James Evan/Bond
QuoteJames turned around, went out of the room, and continued to look around. He held his gun up- He wanted to make sure he wasn't just killed there, even though that obviously never happened in bond movies.
You exit your hotel room keeping a pistol at the ready, you scare the living daylights out of a cleaning woman by pointing a pistol at her head. [Speech 5+2 you're James Bond] Luckily you smooth everything over by telling her that you're Bond, James Bond. Straightening your Tuxedo you head down to the main floor of the building which happens to be a casino, being James Bond you've got about 50K credit here.
[intuition 3] Something tickles at the edge of your mind, a brief and primal urge to run.
James paused. HE was almost letting himself get distractd by the dream. HE had an idea. He started, rapidly (very rapidly) changing his equipment and the surroundings, and rapidly, just as rapidly, repeatedly tried to esca[e form his dream. Maybe it would override whatever barrier was holding him from waking up.
GET IN THE ELEVATOR. silently, so Taric doesn't know
"Shit, freaking ladders."
Climb the ladder. DON'T FALL OFF.
Get to that elevator!
"Thanks Teague," Dom said as he muscled the doors open. She felt like she was going to fall over at any moment, but she could wait until they were on the way out to rest. "You've got the AI?" It looked like Taric had. "Go ahead then. I'll go last, I don't want to hold anybody up." She leaned against the wall to save her energy and waited for everyone else to start climbing so she could begin her own ascent.
I'm confused. But, if that means that's what is controlling my dream, preemptively draw and fire. No niceties. Just take him down. And make sure my pistols are cocked and loaded.
If that means that's what is controlling my dream, preemptively draw and fire. No niceties. Just take him down. And make sure my pistols are cocked and loaded.
get in, duurrrr
"GO GO GO!"
Sprint to the finish (ship).
"Is that all of us?" Dom looked around to check. Tarran, Taric, Teague. We're all here. ...Goddamnit. Trol and Ellen... She shook her head. There would be time to remember their losses later. Right now they had to get to the shuttle and get out of there! She limped towards it at top speed.
Get in there!
What are the accommodations? Personal rooms or just a crew room, kitchen, etc?
Jeez, I wonder how much this thing costs. This is ship is insanely nice. Let's try not to wreck it guys, this thing is likely worth more than three times the total amount of money we could make at a medium-end job in our lifetime.
Pilot the ship, preferably searching for an access node for Hoke.
"Taric, get this ship moving, I'm getting the defensive guns!"
Find the Gunner position's position.
Dom flopped down onto one of the couches, occupying the whole thing by herself. "I feel like crap..." she said, her voice muffled by virtue of the fact she had fallen on her face. The ORS's state-altering effect was beginning to wear off, though, and she was feeling her injuries again. After a moment to cope she rolled onto her side and continued on. "Nice work getting us into this thing, Taric. I'm gonna take a nap, wake me up if you got something you need my help with." She rested her head on her forearm and closed her eyes, settling in to go to sleep. Live or die, it was completely out of her hands now, and she just wanted a long snooze.
Get cleaned off, and plop down on my bed
"Anything else we need to do boss?"
"I'll get on it." Open the bay doors.
Trol can get it then.
EDIT: What are the chances of the doors coming off without the controls being used AKA Blown off?
Just occurred to me the EM tank might need to be moved closer to the doors; if it does, just have someone wake up Dom and she'll try to help move it.
TARRAN! Shoot the suckers of an AM canisters.
TARRAN! Shoot the suckers of an AM canisters.But the ship... it's so nice...
TARRAN! Shoot the suckers of an AM canisters.
You could always stretch the meaning of 'next turn' to be the one after this one.
We may not get one...
"No!" James backed away. "Ya know what? Maybe I could have bloody revolted! Or tried to. You seem to forgot that I was on shaky grounds anyway. And you know how the Technocracy deals with those who break its rules. WE WOULD HAVE BECOME A BLOODY SMEAR! WOULD THAT HELP ANYONE?! NO. IT WOULDN'T! Maybe you need to be frickin' patient. Going out in a blaze of glory won't do a thing! Maybe the way to do it is patience and stealth, eh? You know I was getting the parts f- Nevermind... If you really know it, I don't need to tell you. Maybe, you're just a psionic figment made by the Technocracy!" James quickshotted a round at the other him. "But anyway, if you try taking the reins and going on your suicidal method, we won't live to see the Technocracy toppled. We'll be a corpse. And do you really prefer that?! Do you?! Anyway, I won't let you. You're not me. I'm me. And I'll do what it takes to banish you." James quickly drew and fired his other gun.
"Anything else we need to do boss?"
Shoot the EM canisters.
Dom shifted slightly in her sleep. The couch was really comfortable.
Get in the bed, hurr durrrr
...Thanks, Draignean :-\
So, uh, just a quick question Draignean. Where's James in relation to the team? Are we a long ways off from meeting up?
So he's ON the Virtue? Guess I'll have Dom wander by Medical next turn then to let him out since she's exploring anyway. I'm sure that'll be great for James, first person he sees is a heavily armored, bloody, burnt, scarred woman in battered and mostly-destroyed armor. With a plate of cookies. :3"Why are you screaming and throwing things at me? I brought cookies!"
Urk. James snapped to attention. "Where am I, what's going on, and who am I being held captive by? What just happened?" He demanded.
"Alright, now get us out of here!" Co-pilot the ship with Hoke.
Stay on the lookout for any hostile actions against us.
Keep dreaming about what insane people that just died and swapped bodies dream about
Dominique jolted awake at the sound of the explosion and cracked an eye open. "Can everyone keep the damn noise down?" she asked groggily. After a few moment she sighed in irritation, sat up, and stretched. Always something loud going on around here, she thought. Might as well go see what it was. She rubbed her eyes, stretched again with a wince at the soreness and pain in her muscles, and stood. Eh, I don't really want to bother Taric or Tarran for no reason. They're probably making sure we don't end up like whatever the hell that explosion was. She poked around the ship and found the kitchen shortly.
...Didn't realize how hungry I was. I guess everybody could use something to eat. She looked around for any pre-made meals, because she was a horrendous cook and she didn't want to kill any of the team. If she could find bread and meat she could at least make sandwiches or something.
"Boy, I'm gonna-" Taric was interrupted by dom setting a plate of food near him. He did what not many people getting shot by a lot of missiles did. He started eating.
Operate the Countermeasures to down those missles. And eat the steak.
"Goddamn, Hoke, nice one! Keep it up, we've got missiles inbound!"
Shoot the missiles. Aim at the closest first.
Hope my dreams hold the key to my insanity
Dom looked over, looked down for a few seconds, stopped her search for the intercom. "She was. She and Trol... didn't make it to the ship. Look, I'm going to let you out. For all I know we're not going to make it out of the blast radius in time, you might as well have a chance to stretch your legs." She gestured at the plate. "You can have this too, if you're hungry. I was going to give it to Teague but he's asleep. Here, let me try those restraints."
"Oh god, not Saun too... *moment of silence* But who's Trol?" James said. "Blast Radius? I just woke up..."
Ummm...
Thinking of Shiren Tarran says, "There's no way he could have survived that."He's alive, isn't he?
QuoteThinking of Shiren Tarran says, "There's no way he could have survived that."He's alive, isn't he?
James warily got up, and stretched his legs. "Is there any way I can help shoot down the missiles?"
Dom listened to the intercom. "That's Tarran. He's our leader," she explained to James. "He's manning the turret right now. Taric's piloting the ship. I think Teague's asleep, and that's all of us." Instead of grabbing on to something, though, she turned to head back to the kitchen. "I'm going to go sit down and eat my own steak. You can come with me if you want, kitchen's better than this room," she offered.
"Shit, This'll be exiting." Keep trying to drop those missles.
Grab some food, watch some television.
"Do so NOW Nathaniel! GO GO GO!"
(Over intercom) "Everyone hold onto something, we've got hell and then some following us!"
Shoot at the missiles closest to the fighters.
"Whoa!" James said as the ship shook. Guess she was telling the truth. James ate some of the food they had in the luxurious kitchen.
Dominique finished devouring her food. She had been ravenous! Now that was settled at least, and she figured now was a good time to contact the others. She moved to the intercom and pressed the button. "Yo, boss, Taric, Teague," she said. "There's a guy on board named James Evan. He says he was abducted by the technocrats kinda like we were, and he seems to be telling the truth so I let him out. Just thought I'd give you a heads up so you don't get itchy trigger fingers or anything." She turned to James. "Room are this way. I'm gonna go to mine and see what I can do about all this mess." She looked at her jumpsuit ruefully.
Curse out the dude who hit us, then explore
"Shit shit shit shit!"
Retaliate at the fighter that shot at us. Shoot him down.
"Get us into that treeline now nat!" Continue hacking the missles.
Keep an eye out for any hostiles.
Try and get the shields recharged quickly.
Chill out in the shower.
Scowl at God for interrupting me and go explore the ship.
James finished. That... Was quite good. He decided to explore the ship, hoping that that woman's warning meant that they wouldn't shoot him....
"Didn't think we'd get through that. What'll the rats do now that they know that we have this ship?"
"Yeah, that's what I mean." Dom leaned a shoulder on the nearest wall. "We gotta modify this thing in some way, they probably got the specs on file or somethin'. Wish we'd thought to ask where the hell the others were headed," she said with a sigh. "Hey, Nate. Can you poke around in the systems and see if any records are on this ship, like who it's registered to, what brand of vehicle it is, that kind of thing?"
"Rolls royce?! Oh they're going to be pissed now. A farming colony sounds good as we'll need the food and such. And how'd you know about Dom's shower?"
PERVERT AI OMG EWW.
And you're surprised?Not really.
I would control myself and not be a pervert.PERVERT AI OMG EWW.
He's coping with being a computer, how would you feel?
$10 says he gets whacked for this.How? He's an AI.
Even we must have standards....You're saying rick-rolling Hoke is worse than making people feel like porn?
"Why do I have a feeling you'e either lying or have a recording of it?"
"You're pretty damn lucky that you don't have a physical body or you'd find your head jammed so far up your ass it would be dissolving in your own digestive fluids," Dom groused. "And I'm damn sure not taking cold showers for your benefit." She raised her left hand and pointed at her ring finger... then realized her gauntlet was in the way, took it off, and pointed again. "See this? It means 'Mrs. Dominique Wakeman,' thank you very much." She put her gauntlet back on and took a deep breath, pinching the bridge of her nose as she calmed down.
"Yeah, I'm with you Taric. We should check with the others but a small place like Hensfield sounds pretty good right now."
...Yeah, I say we should take Hoke's ability to think freely away. Also, take his ability to speak away, it's as equally as bad.
He won't die, he just won't have the ability to think anymore. He won't loose his memories.
Anyway, it's that or Dom punches his circuits to dust. It's the lesser of two evils.
James shrugged. He hadn't taken a shower in weeks... He felt like crap. He decided to take a shower: If he was going to die he was going to die full and friggin clean.
Dom grit her teeth. "Taric, can you mute this asshole?"
"You're an AI, hoke... you don't eat."
Dom grumbled without saying anything specific and leaned against the wall petulantly. "Fine then, I guess I should just walk around nude all the time then. That's clearly all a woman's good for in this ship," she said sarcastically. "I brought you all food but that's just not enough, is it." She glared at the ship in general since she had no idea where Hoke was. "Yeah, well, I'm not screwing ANY of these guys, so you're out of luck, pervert. And how can you see my scars from the suit's measurements, anyway?"
She turned her glare to the guys. "And you'd better not go around telling these guys what they are because I will figure out how to reprogram you, and what fun will we have then..."
"We really should get Hoke a female AI so he'll just shut the hell up. Hoke, can't you just shut off some of your emotions or something?"
"Fine, fine, whatever," Dom sighed. She was getting tired of arguing about people spying on her anyway. It was starting to get a little surreal. "Let's just act like this entire little incident never happened and never bring it up again. That good?"
"If you want nathaniel, I could see If I could get you some porn from the settlement. Though I'll be going through the computer systems anyway."
"SHHH!, Don't tell her! Her suggestion is good anyway. You're still losing access to the internal cameras and projectors though." Configure the system to lock out Nathaniel from all non-vital functions unless he has biometric data.
"He'll promise to delete any footage of dom?"
Even we must have standards....You're saying rick-rolling Hoke is worse than making people feel like porn?
You sure have some screwed up morals. :P
"I'd reply to that but dom's still here..." Give Hoke access to speak again. and access to the cockpit camera."He'll promise to delete any footage of dom?"
There is a moment of silence before the voice replies again. "No, but he won't show it to anyone else. The AI says that this is his final offer."
"I'd reply to that but dom's still here..." Give Hoke access to speak again. and access to the cockpit camera."He'll promise to delete any footage of dom?"
There is a moment of silence before the voice replies again. "No, but he won't show it to anyone else. The AI says that this is his final offer."
"I could just lock him out of those systems as well."
oh yeah... Still, in real life, would you be that mad if some random one night stand just randomly died?
Running turn now, well after I poke Tarran's RTD of the 2nd page.And I'm returning a entirely-unneeded poke (since this is not on the second page) for your poke.
Dom went to the kitchen to grab some snack bars for the trip, then exited the ship. Good thing I'm well out of that for the moment. Kinda creepy to think about Nathaniel just watching me while I'm asleep. He probably had, too. It seemed like the kind of thing he would do. ...We need to get him some books as fast as possible.
"Oh hey, a walk in the dark. Reminds me of the time I went through sewers... almost died that day. Oh well, at least this time there's no sewer water."
Get walking.
"Okay. Nathaniel, don't scratch the paint while I'm gone." Start walking.
poke the new dude
"Shoot them. Goddamn this gives me bad memories of the sewers. James, here, have my Renfield, I don't need it anymore."
Give James my Renfield SMG and it's clip. Dual wield Chimeras and shoot the second.
Cordyceps is in .hack, I can tell you that...
As they walked, Dom looked over at the new guy. "James, right? Here. You might need 'em if you get in trouble." She removed one of her chimera pistols, the Piru rifle, all associated ammo for the two guns, and the riot shield Tarran had given her to replace the one she'd lost. She passed them over, then turned back around, just in time to run into some strange creatures. Immediately she went for the Fuath, just in case these things were hostile. "What do you think, boss? Shoot or keep walking?" she asked, training her weapon on Mite 1.
Open fire with frank.
Open fine with the kapre, silently screaming curses at the fungi on the inside
"Thanks" James then hefted his Renfield, though if the enmies were hostile, he'd probably just end up charging them. He wasn't too good with guns.
The corpses are still valuable right?
+5 to Taric's suspicion metre+7 to Tarran's suspicion meter, since my character is more sane than yours.
Ah, so two technocrat bosses 'fore we get to use the grand arbiter's blood for paint then?
Wait, we get skill ups for every player villan we kill/defeat?
"Shit! Effing blue shit! Urgh, disgusting."
Pull out me Jormungandr and keep an eye out for further hostiles while following Taric.
"SQUEEEEEEE!!!" wipe it off,and get the fuck outta there
Dom held her breath and closed her eyes, not wanting to get that strange blue stuff in her mouth or eyes. She then flung herself to the ground and log rolled, hoping to wipe the spores off on the grass. Dammit... strange alien shit... If that didn't work she would just have to apply a small amount of pyrokinesis to the air around her and hope to burn it off. Hopefully she could do that on the move. She got up after a few moments. "We should probably get going, guys, before more weird-ass things show up." I'm always covered in gunk these days, she thought. Hopefully it'll wash out.
"Oh god this is disgusting. Doesn't seem good." James frantically clawed off the goo.
Psionically acivate a gas mask. brush off the spores. Continue moving.
Ooooh, if I can be a villan later on, that would be FANTASTIC! I would be a GREAT and brutal villan if you let me. ;D
Oooh, moar powerz for my friendly firez. Yummy.
I'll be sure to have Serious send a ship-destroying shockwave towards you and give her the +4 bonus when we see you. :D
Can you PM me a template for character creation of a villan?
I deny his trademark ability with my [REDACTED]. Let's see how he like that.Fine, then, I'll just use my abilities of accidentally shooting through a door (http://www.bay12forums.com/smf/index.php?topic=76875.msg2060843#msg2060843) on you. I bet you haven't planned for that, have you? :P
Resilience: Save a person from dying (1 point + Number of times used)*coughcoughthankscoughcough*
Resilience: Save a person from dying (1 point + Number of times used)*coughcoughthankscoughcough*
Create a kinetic wall and find extra cover
"Oh shit... Cover! Everyone find some cover!"
Take cover behind something! Roll in dirt to try and cover up the spores, too.
"Stay in formation, Big ugly coming!" Anticipate the arrival of the threat. And copy Dom's idea.
"OH GOD!" Roll in ground away as fast as possible, having seen Dom's success in getting it of in the ground.
Create a kinetic wall and find extra cover
Dom raised the Fuath as James, Tarran, and Taric hit the dirt. Maybe it'll work in a more open area like this... she thought. She closed her eyes and attempted to reach out with her kinetics, to feel the movement around her like she attempted on the tower. If she felt where the threat was coming from she would let everyone else know.
Yay! I was hoping the turn would be run soon.
...Still got to run mine but I'm still a lazy son-of-a-gun. :P
...Alright, alright, I'll get on with it.
Edit: Draignean... why did you have to roll two 1 luck rolls?
"Spray it near Teague, he's the only one visible to whatever it is"
It's big, ugly and hungry.
"A senior moment perhaps?" /leon
I'm guessing it's a metroid-like lifeform that feeds on the mites.
Ants eat cordyceps. Is it a giant ant?
So ugly and hungry?
...But anyway, so you're saying that it's ants? Like a shit ton of ants swarming everything? o.o
Ooh, mutation virus. Just wondering, say if I injected it into myself, what kind of Fun should I expect?
Get my Ichneumon out, make myself as small as possible.
Short term? Massive boosts to regeneration both in flesh and stamina, greatly increased endurance to heat and cold, adaptation towards most forms of damage.Doesn't sound too bad*.
Long term, loss of humanity, insanity, split personas, physical deformation.
Short term? Massive boosts to regeneration both in flesh and stamina, greatly increased endurance to heat and cold, adaptation towards most forms of damage.Doesn't sound too bad*.
Long term, loss of humanity, insanity, split personas, physical deformation.
*Poster may be sarcastic.
How much percentage would go to feeding me food when I eat everything on earth? :3You get fed whatever is on earth that you decide to eat.
Which charity?Generic charity dedicated to helping people.
Generic charity dedicated to helping people.
Roll, then set it on fire
EDIT: POST TROL DAMNIT!O hai
I'm not going to nudge because I would be a hippocryte.
...I nudged with this post, didn't I?
*Facepalm* Damn spellchecker.I'm not going to nudge because I would be a hippocryte.
...I nudged with this post, didn't I?
Hippo!
*Reviews actions* I already know the title of this turn, before I've even run in it.Pretty sure it's not me.
One of you had a phenomenally bad idea.
Get my Ichneumon out, make myself as small as possible.
Sense the bastard. Burn them as well.
"Teague, roll in the damn dirt now so it can't find us!" Dom yelled while spraying the Fuath northwest randomly in the hopes of hitting something before firing it southwest and southeast as well. She was sure it closing in on the spores.
"What in the heck?" Raise riot shield and charge into mass firing Renfield, at top possible speed and force.
Roll, then set it on fire
Burn a path out of here!
"Damnit..." Dom grunted in frustration as James rushed out. We gotta be moving on before they get us too. ...damn it. "Come on, this way!" she yelled, turning to run in the direction of Hensfield while she reloaded the Fuath.
"Holy shit what the hell?! ANTS?! Goddammit, I don't have anything to fight them with! James, get out of there NOW!"
If I see the opportunity, get James out of the pile of ants. Otherwise, follow Taric.
James almost got sick, and ditched the riot shield and ran away as fastas possible whilst trying to kill the ants that are on him.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!" Follow the group out of there
Also3, Draignean, you forgot to level up my skills from when you gave us more points at the end of the escape.
Use the medpack on James.
is trol an insane psychic titan who can only use his full power when insane?
Also, James is currently running through the flaming path that Taric made. Healing him would take 1-2 turns and the path deals 5 damage per turn. Might want to wait until he's out of the path.Oh. Well, I guess I'm not doing it then.
Also, James is currently running through the flaming path that Taric made. Healing him would take 1-2 turns and the path deals 5 damage per turn. Might want to wait until he's out of the path.Oh. Well, I guess I'm not doing it then.
(In the interest of making it easier for Draignean to determine what I'm actually trying to do, I'm just going to state my actions in bold after my RPing.)
"AAAAARRRRGGGGHHHHH!" James continued to run at maximum speed. Away from the burning fire of pain.
Yeah but it might kill me if I stay in it for too long. Run along the path to the exit.
Really, your actions haven't caused that much confusion or hilarity due to mistaken intent...
@Draignean: Nah, you didn't, I just realized that I like writing for Dom and so I tend to get sidetracked just RPing her, and sometimes I tend to wander off point and kind of come at what I want her to do that turn oddly, or just write what I want her to do once I'm done RPing - basically I'm just inverting that trend... Also so that way when you quote my action for the turn there's not a huge textblock in the middle of the turn. :3
Draignean, I want to RUN TO EVERYONE ELSE!!!
wut.
"...How...?"
Try to remember how I exploded those ants and figure out how to do it again.
RUN! also expand the path so we don't ge burned.
laugh maniacally, then keep running
Dom, unaware of the goings-on behind her other than a massive shockwave, doubled her speed. Whatever was going on back there, she wanted no part of it. "Come on guys, this way!" she yelled to Tarran, James, and Teague. Taric was already ahead of her, so she turned to look over her shoulder and see how the others were faring. If necessary, she would spray some more acid to try and clear them a path over.
"AAAAARRRRGGGGHHHHH!" James continued to run at maximum speed. Away from the burning fire of pain.
What happened to the Warning thing above our statuses?
Hey draignean, would the setlement have some tractors, some fuaths and some metal shets?
Colonizer settlements are on odd mix of old and new, they're made from the cruiser that they landed in, ripped apart and cannibalized for parts. The oldest sections of a colony are generally the highest quality and best material since they were originally part of the vessel, newer buildings are a patchwork of metal and whatever is at hand.Cruiser? They used a warship to build a colony? Not a Colony Ship? That... doesn't really make sense.
Colonizer settlements are on odd mix of old and new, they're made from the cruiser that they landed in, ripped apart and cannibalized for parts. The oldest sections of a colony are generally the highest quality and best material since they were originally part of the vessel, newer buildings are a patchwork of metal and whatever is at hand.Cruiser? They used a warship to build a colony? Not a Colony Ship? That... doesn't really make sense.
Oh, that explains things.
I'm still going to smack whoever uses Cruiser for non-warships, though. Proper english guys! :P
The English is good, the knowledge would be bad. As an additional tidbit the place you're going to was the C-02213 "Hensfield" before it got cannibalized to make the colony.So, a short range ~>200-man ~>200 ton cargo ship with small sensor capabilities and some armor.
Also your use of commas is improperEhhh? Meh, whatever, I never went to English classes. I just use them for small pauses in speech rather than whatever their proper usage is because screw it, it's a freaking dot! :P
and the word 'english' should be capitalized. :PGood point. It's just for some reason English has stopped being a name for me. No idea why. Must be because it's been used so darn much.
The English is good, the knowledge would be bad. As an additional tidbit the place you're going to was the C-02213 "Hensfield" before it got cannibalized to make the colony.So, a short range ~>200-man ~>200 ton cargo ship with small sensor capabilities and some armor.
"Keep going! I'm faster than you anyway! I'll catch up!"
Using my superior dexterity, get back to the group.
"Fine, I'll wait right here, but I'm not moving until you're past me!" She leveled the carbine at the ants and kept an eye on Tarran, ready to spray any that got too close and follow him as soon as he passed her.
Keep running to hensfield.
Make a kinetic wall behind us and keep running
I should point out that there is a very real chance that you will run past the colony. Doing so could be fatal to one or more of you.Oh... goody. I really hope I don't roll any 6s or 5s next turn.
There must be a jammer... some asshole must have set all this up!
Find the colony, then run to it!
Considering you know next to zilch that is a shockingly good guess...Well, you did give me one good hint, 'ya know.
"Where ... hell ... you ... ... Disturban-... Wrong ... Jamm ... signal... ... .. ..."
Considering you know next to zilch that is a shockingly good guess...Well, you did give me one good hint, 'ya know."Where ... hell ... you ... ... Disturban-... Wrong ... Jamm ... signal... ... .. ..."Something
"Someone set this all up" was what I was referring to actually, the fact that something was jamming the signal isn't a staggering leap of intuition, the fact the situation you're in is a setup is.Well, if anything is jamming anyone at the same time they're getting attacked and they have no way to get help, there's a 85 or something percent chance that it's a setup, as a general rule of almost all games. :P
"Someone set this all up" was what I was referring to actually, the fact that something was jamming the signal isn't a staggering leap of intuition, the fact the situation you're in is a setup is.Well, if anything is jamming anyone at the same time they're getting attacked and they have no way to get help, there's a 85 or something percent chance that it's a setup, as a general rule of almost all games. :P
...Hmmmm, that must mean that whoever set this up considers someone else more dangerous than us. We'll show them that they're wrong via insane stab-happy people, through-a-door-killing, pronz attacks, and smashy angry girls. :P
James frantically ran as fast as he could to the colony. But for the love of God, he was trying really hard not to trip!
Run to the colony
"Dammit guys, stop tripping on your own feet!" Help Teague up and continue running. Over hearing Taric's radio: "There must be a jammer... some asshole must have set all this up!"
Find the colony, then run to it!
"Come on, on your feet!" Dom yelled as she caught up to James. She wrapped a fist in the back of his jumpsuit and hauled him upright, then gave him a slight push forward to get him going again and began running herself.
Yeah, sorry, on it. Playing other RTDs... :-[Heheh. Don't worry, dude, it's all fine... as long as we get our fix at least once every three days.
"Hey guys, I've found the wall! Get over here!"
Try to feel my way along the wall until I find an entrance. Attempt to help my friends by calling out to them.
Keep running, towards Tarran this time.
Dominique turned towards the sound of Tarran's voice. "Coming, boss," she yelled back, then ran in the direction his voice had come from.
Get to Tarran
"OH MY GOD THE SWARM AGAIN!" Run like heck to Tarran. RUN! LIKE! HECK!
Also; Epic space battles :D
Yes. As soon as I get the rest of the kinks out of space combat, and you guys start to be able to use more and more people with a larger resource pool, yes. Sci-Fi, Space battles. It's a match made in heaven.Well, I'm not sure. My RTD didn't last all that long with space combat.
Power up your charm and ready your cover stories boys and boys pretending to be girls, you're going into your first neutral town!Ooohh, I sense plenty of antics here.Also; Epic space battles :D
Yes. As soon as I get the rest of the kinks out of space combat, and you guys start to be able to use more and more people with a larger resource pool, yes. Sci-Fi, Space battles. It's a match made in heaven.
Also Tarran's hiding in Taric's status again. :p (You seem to end up in other people's statuses a lot...)I am a ninja. Of course I hide in people's statuses. They're the best ambush position: No one expects me to be there. :P
"Looks like they racked off. Now let us in, we have injured personnel"How do you know that?
[Party Observe 2] The group however is too busy trying to not be eaten by them that they don't realize that the light from the fungi farther out has returned.
[Luck 6] The ants are now under James complete command. What he will do with them is up to him.James is the ant king. His crown is made out of *TAKEAGUESSMATERIAL* from the ants.
Dum - dum - duuuuum!
[Luck 6] The ants are now under James complete command. What he will do with them is up to him.James is the ant king. His crown is made out of *TAKEAGUESSMATERIAL* from the ants.
Dum - dum - duuuuum!
"We're on a jog through a GODDAMN ANT INFESTED FOREST! LET US IN! WE'LL TALK LATER WHEN WE AREN'T ABOUT TO BE EATEN!"
Puh! The independents are controlling the swarm! And ooh, double mind roll characters- Sanity for Trol, and Shadow for me!
James would let the talking go to Tarran- he didn't know much himself. He stood there.
This is hilarious :D
"Did you know that a female praying mantis rips the male's head off to initiate sex?"...
I actually want Taric to find out now. :P
"Hey! You have no right to lock us up! You'd better let us go, or my friend Taric here can make you feel like porn.
And I am not kidding."
This is a bad idea, but I'm roleplaying so screw it.
"Well, you forced me."
Spray and pray: Dual Sleipnir SMGs go!
Actually, no, my guy wouldn't do that. At least, I think.
"Oh come on, Teague's the only real insane one of us. Just lock him up."
"Fine, whatever, I'd rather be in quarantine than out there. But you even try taking my guns and I'll break your neck so hard you'll have your face in your lap," Dom said.
"A pig's orgasm lasts a half hour! An angry horned-toad squirts blood from its eyes!"
"YDOB S'EUGAET NEKAT EVAH I NOSAER EMOS ROF ,ENARG LORT MA I!"
"You've got to be kidding me..."
"QUARANTINE? NO FRIGGIN WAY!" James whipped out his Renfield SMG. "Go ahead. Try to quarantine me. I dare ya."
"Gah...." James slowly put his Renfield down and his hands up.
This is Trol's sanity at the moment. (http://breadfish.co.uk/)
This is Trol's sanity at the moment. (http://breadfish.co.uk/)knock him out or he may detonate the shield bomb if hes this insane. btw how did you find this?
This is Trol's sanity at the moment. (http://breadfish.co.uk/)btw how did you find this?
Bump this POS so the lazy ass GM can...Hey!
Anyway, your choice on if you want to do the turn.
...
Serious, when Trollan gets here he's going to be utterly enraged. ;D
Just out of curiosity, if Taric did try, what would the roll be? His Dex (for stealth) vs. Dom's Passive Kinetics (standing in for awareness)?
Yeah, passive kinetics or observation for you. (A skill that doesn't get a slot but is used frequently... :( )
Got hit by Tvtropes, running turn now. ish.Oh no.
Give Teague a (non-inappropriate) massage, hopefully helping him.
"Hey, not fair calling me out before it. Though it may get us out of here..."
Say some creepy stuff during my sleep.
Dom put Teague on a bench for now. "I hope you'll remember that for the next ten minutes. I'm cleaning this crap off and if any of you try anything you'll end up like him... only I'll be the one breaking you instead of gravity. Got it?" she said as she went for one of the showers.
James calmed down. He lied down. "Meh."
how did Saun die twice? ::)Aha, ahahaha, you misread it. I said Trol, not Saun.
No worries, your own health is more important than the game.
*Glare*
"...Um... is it just looks or will it really make us feel like crap?"
"Oh, of course it's a joke. We loose two guys and I nearly die, of course I should make a goddamn joke! NO IT'S NOT A JOKE!fixd
*Sigh* If you have anything against the AI, take it out on the AI, ma'am. I didn't program that perverted fail-coded asshole."
"Oh, of course it's a joke. We loose two guys and I nearly die, of course I should make a goddamn joke! NO IT'S NOT A JOKE!fixd
*Sigh* If you have anything against the AI, take it out on the AI, ma'am. I didn't program that perverted fail-coded asshole."
ooc: He isn't exactly coded... It's difficult to explain and plot relevant, but he wasn't programmed to be constantly horny, that's just him.So he was a person who had their brain transferred into an AI model? Sounds like fun, gotta try that out when I'm dying.
"OI!, If you're going to hit on anyone, IT WILL BE ME!"
[Failed roll not shown]Wait, what?!
[Failed roll not shown]Wait, what?!
"'Namu Amida Butsu', Ma'am? I never took any Chinese lessons."
"Shit, I don't think that was Hoke we we're talking too. I'm going to try and patch in on a different frequency"
"Nice to know that we've one weapon over the techies. And medicine we could make provided we knew how"
"Once we get the AI, where should we go?"
Damn, missed that one."Once we get the AI, where should we go?"
Cordyceps.
"You mind giving Teague another go?"
(Sorry for the delay, got hit with the ground. :-X )
(Sorry for the delay, got hit with the ground. :-X )
What happened? You OK man?
Nah, it's OK; I mean tending to injuries should take precedence. Falling off a horse? That's gotta suck man (although now I'm curious as to why you were on a horse...).
I see. At least you didn't get trod on or anything.
I want a medpack S: Tarran, don't you have one that youe were going to heal me with?Whoops, forgot.
Grav shifts,Wait, what? OH SNAP! CEILING WALKING INCOMING!
people wearing banana yellow leeches,...What?
storms (inside of an enclosed forest canopy),...How lovely.
but wait there's more!Woo!
...Crap, another lie detection roll... hey wait a sec, don't we have arbiter uniforms and they can see them?
"That's classified information."
I shouldn't need to straight out lie, since technically what we're doing is "classified", unchained to civilian, right?
I just now realized Taric was Tardan, not Tarran. :\ Oh well, you're Tardan now and Taric can be, um, Tolwyn.Oh great, more mangling of my name.
What's an Exarch again?
So the lowest member of our squad ends up in the highest ranking suit?What's an Exarch again?
The rank of your outfit, a leader of a special forces division. Altris Shiren's CO's CO would have been an Exarch.
"-a romance novel-"
Well, at least it isn't chaos radiation...
You kidding? I'd take chaos radiation over generic radiation any day. Becoming a centaur or gaining claws or even really tiny lungs beats the hell out of vomiting and shitting blood everywhere before feeling fine for a week and then doing it again, twice as bad.Trust me, you've only seen the not-so-bad mutations so far. It can be far, far worse, especially when they stack...
"Taric, stop it. Get your ass back here!"
Grab Taric and drag him along while trying to use his radio.
"FIRST THINGS FIRST!" Go and complain about the parts.
"I PITY THE FOO THAT WEARS MY PINK FLUFFY PAJAMAS!!!"
I leave with them.
"We'd better hurry back to the ship while there's light. Taric, do you think that radio's working?" Dom asked, trying to remember what direction they had come from. If we could find the passage Taric burnt, I'm sure from there we can find the melted mite corpse. Unless the ants ate it. If they didn't though, we might be able to get back from there.
Taric SizierWut."FIRST THINGS FIRST!" Go and complain about the parts.
You yell about the quality of the parts from the bottom of the wall, Taric grabs you from behind and drags you along with the rest of the group. You moan about Teague being crazy instead while you walk behind Dominique.
Just wondering, Serious, what happened to your avatar?
Get ready for anything, keep my Assault out.
"BEAVERS! NYANNYANNYANNYANNYANNYAN!" If something pops out, run.
"Damn, I can't remember which way we were heading before that thing Teague did," Dom muttered as she knelt, touching the ground at her feet. "No luck with that radio, huh?" She stood and brushed the dirt off the knees of her uniform. "We should've marked the trees on our way or something, that was pretty dumb of us not to think about it," she said. I should've sprayed 'em with acid or something. Then we'd at least have a trail back. I guess one way's as good as any other.
Both James and Tarran mentioned being watched. "Yeah, well, whatever it is, let's just leave it alone. We all saw how well it turned out the last time we shot first and asked questions later. If it does attack us though I'll blow its brains out." Dom took out her heavy pistol and gestured with it. "We were probably coming from this way. Let's go."
"Ohhhh god. Why do I get the feeling that some monster's about to jump out and maul us? Maaaaybe we should run." James got ready to RUN.
Same here. Let's keep moving while we're still able.
"Hey, I wonder if we could use those as mounts" Keep walking.
Question, would it be possible to mark objects with a mixure of urine and psionics?
Let's hurry up, it's getting dark.
*Stares at Tarran"What did I...
Travel through alien woodland in search of something that may have told us not to come after it! Whee!
Why are we "At Hensfield wall"?
What I want in expansion packs:
Moar snipes. Doable, but it'll go both ways.
A lot moar laser weapons. Aw c'mon! *Grumble Grumble* Back to the drawing board... Doable.
Grenade launchers with both HE and EMP grenades. Doable, but once again it'll go both ways.
Rocket launchers. Sure but as above.
More shielded armor. Maybe, micro-shielding strong enough to stop bullets is iffy technocrat tech right now.
A stealth armor that is piss poor but makes you and your weapons completely invisible, and blocks sound somewhat. Masking armor is in, part of the super special Operative gear list. Got showcased with Trol in his prelude, it doesn't cloak exactly, that's done much more effectively as a psionic ability.
Lots of grenades. Alright, will cause escalation though.
Energy blades. The science behind energy blades is frickin weird (lolwut in most cases), but if I can find a way to make it work then... we'll see.
Tanks. It's going to be fun when you run into Technocrat heavies but yeah, they'll happen.
VTOLs. You are aware you already own one, even if it is missing at the time.
That evolution virus thing. I know it's a bad idea, but I don't care. Already in, maybe faster than you think.
Well, you know my opinion: moar kinetic psionics, or perhaps the ability to level-up in such a manner that they take less stamina to pull off. I don't have many demands beyond making Dom someone to rival Onslaught in the psychic powers department.I'll work on a psionic tech tree when I have the time, those with low skills might lose some abilities though. Also, Onslaught?
That evolution virus thing. I know it's a bad idea, but I don't care. Already in, maybe faster than you think.Ooooohhhhh. Yay.
Moar snipes. Doable, but it'll go both ways.Doesn't matter, that's what makes it Fun.
Grenade launchers with both HE and EMP grenades. Doable, but once again it'll go both ways.
Rocket launchers. Sure but as above.
Just one request from me:You and your porn.
MORE PORN WEAPONIZATION!
Fine, I'll charge at... um... Northeast group, if it exists, if not, north or east.
IIRC Onslaught was some ridiculous fusion of Magneto and Professor X. Knocked Juggernaut from Canada to New Jersey in a single hit on his debut.
EDIT: Here's the wikipedia on him. (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Onslaught_%28comics%29) Also I changed my action a slight bit so as to prevent friendly fire, and if Tarran's shooting southwest and Dom's back is to his it makes more sense for her to be aiming northeast anyway. ^^
"I love noodles!" Use pyrokinesis on a zombie not near james.
Fine, I'll charge at... um... East group. (Because I'm a kind GM and I'm not going to let serious melt the flesh off your bones when he's trying not to.)
"What the hell is going on here?! I'll try the radio, but I'm not hopeful."
Shoot the 12th with my Assault. Hold the radio to my face with my shooting-hand shoulder.
"Damn it." Dom looked around and immediately went back-to-back with Tarran. "Think you can try that radio again?" she asked as she switched to the Fuath. "Maybe Hoke is still in the area and can airlift us out. If not... I say we blast through one of these groups and make a break through the hole." She took a shot at the northeast group.
"First things first!" Open fire, aim for the legs of all the deadheads using the Jormungandr part of the frankenstein.
Been trying something new with the intiative, the D100 lets me add your dex directly. Gives a more appreciable difference to things.WOOO! Finally I'll get something to help my horrible initiative rolls!
You guys have shown an exceptional amount of creativity when mine is fading, so any suggestion is helpful.How about a bonus if someone rolls a higher-than-100 initiative roll (from dexterity)? Like, say, no defense or dodging from defender.
Hmm, I'm trying to think of new psionic powers, but I'm only coming up with using empathetics to actively promote healing, using kinetics to disintegrate armor by vibrating it apart at the molecular level, and I'd bet both of those are hard to do. :-\ I'm guessing Trol's Shockwave earlier will be an acquirable power already?
"Can't see a problem with that plan, go go go!"
Get my Sleipnirs out and follow Dom.
"Right" Follow dom's suggestion.
Run with dom.
"Smoke grenades aren't going to help in the middle of melee combat!" James said as he continued to maul the deadhead-
"Screw this," Dom said, shouldering the Fuath and pulling out a smoke grenade. "When I pull the pin on this thing run north! Got it?" she yelled - to make sure everyone heard her- while getting ready to prime it.
198 Distinct psionic abilities.Hey, I might start using psionics now. That's a lot of psionic abilities.
198 Distinct psionic abilities.Hey, I might start using psionics now. That's a lot of psionic abilities.
...Holy mother, that is a lot. Woo! Please tell be I'll be able to crush sculls with good passive kinetic rolls with the right abilities.198 Distinct psionic abilities.Hey, I might start using psionics now. That's a lot of psionic abilities.
Passive Kinetics gets... 54 of those abilities, so you won't be left out.
I just wonder what the empathic ones are...
...Holy mother, that is a lot. Woo! Please tell be I'll be able to crush sculls with good passive kinetic rolls with the right abilities.198 Distinct psionic abilities.Hey, I might start using psionics now. That's a lot of psionic abilities.
Passive Kinetics gets... 54 of those abilities, so you won't be left out.
Lethally weaponized porn?
Turn is in the contemplative phase, which reminds me... When might we expect a turn out of your RTD Tarran?Ehhh...
"Fruity oaty bars..."Did you... did you just...
What."Fruity oaty bars..."Did you... did you just...
...*punches the living crap out of everyone around me*
Don't tell me you never watched Serenity (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Serenity_%28film%29)...What."Fruity oaty bars..."Did you... did you just...
...*punches the living crap out of everyone around me*
WELL WATCH IT ASAP. While it may not be the best of movies in some people's opinion, it's related to the Firefly series and THAT ALONE IS ENOUGH TO MAKE IT AWESOME ALONG WITH NATHAN FILLION BEING THE MAIN STAR SO WATCH FIREFLY AND SERENITY OR I WILL PUNCH YOUR SOUL.
1. No.
2. Yes.
Actually working on the turn now.I challenge that with me working on my turn too, suck'ah.
EDIT: Curse you for running the turn right as I'm about to get some sleep :PDon't worry, it'll be there when you wake up.
Slowly stalk closer to the cloud, ready to make a sneak attack on the Deadheads within.
Follow the group.
Dom pulled out the Abassy and switched on the laser sight. Now that we're not surrounded... she thought, taking a shot at Corrupted Deadhead 3.
"This is much better" Take aim at the unconcealed deadheads.
Gah, run too! James decided it would be smarter to run now.
"Penguin Jeans!!" Trol ran at James, tossing an ORS pack onto him, then yanking him up and running.
(Free action) Sleipnir both Deadheads in the NE group.
(Main action) Sleipnir the remaining one/both of them if one/both of them survive.
Open fire!
"Penguin Jeans!!" Trol shouted as he ran away in sheer terror.
Shit, they're all in the smoke. I should've thought that through a little better... Well, wait. Maybe I can get rid of the smoke. Focusing her kinetic powers, Dom attempted create a wind to blow the smoke away and reveal the dead heads.
I have... no idea if this is possible or what it would even take, but I might as well give it a shot, right?
"GAH!" James pried the thing's hands off of him, or tried. To the best of his abilities. He then got up and took out his Renfield, preparing to stay back and shoot nany deadheads coming at him, rather than get into melee.
Actually, if you shoot at him and he's right and you get a 1, then he still wins since the rifle'll blow up or something. ^^Ohh, humiliation AND victory. Smells like red guard :D Also bump...
"Ho ho! You two didn't like that one did 'ya?! Hahahaha, oh man I can't believe I did that."
Give Taric the radio, then it's Jormungandr time; grab my Jormungandr and follow Dom.
"I'd rather Tarran kept shooting then answering the phone"
James attempted to pry it off AND attempted to move out of the smoke cloud.
Just run.
Dom took a deep breath, released it slowly, and stopped trying to move the smoke. Fuck it. Time to do what I do best anyway. "Do what you want with the radio, I'm going in," she said, moving into the cloud. "Nice shooting, by the way, boss," she added over her shoulder. If she managed to find a deadhead in it, she was putting the Abassy to its chin and pulling the trigger until it dropped.
"Geh, this cannot be right. I have a horrible feeling that somehting terribly unnatural's right about to happen!" James proceeded to get the frick out of the area.
"Hoke, is that you?"
"Do I have to lock you into a subsystem?!
Considering you haven't updated within in your estimate, I assume the headache has caused a meltdown in the RTD section of your brain?
... I dunno if everyone's posted in Westlands yet although I think they have ...
Asilidae is still missing. Still. I'll give him a PM and a little more time. Otherwise I'll auto him.... I dunno if everyone's posted in Westlands yet although I think they have ...
Covert Trans-thread bump FTW.
I was sleeping then myself! :3 I wasn't trying to force a Westlands update bump since I know Tarran hates running turns for it, I was just clarifying. Shame on you Draignean! (I don't like bumping GMs in general, although I will shamelessly poke my players endlessly. I just make an exception for this RTD. ^^)
Continue run away and avoid being killed by various pointy objects
"What the... my skin feels strange... yeah, we should go, now. Something bad is going to happen, I just know it."
Back up, back up, get outta dodge the same way we entered the cloud.
"Right behind you. Taric! Shut off that fucking radio, that weird guy might be tracking the signal!" Dom yelled as she followed Tarran out of the smoke cloud.
"Geh, this cannot be right. I have a horrible feeling that somehting terribly unnatural's right about to happen!" James proceeded to get the frick out of the area.
"Well it's not like we CAN go anywhere since the shuttle ran off..."
"Doesn't matter, it feels like a shower. I'll put you back onto the boss" Head for Dom and tarran.
"I have no idea."
Also, I think I know where the voice is. It's probably above the rainclouds, in the top part of this MASSIVE FOREST canopy.
Which wouldn't be as much of a problem if you had a leech. This could have been explained by the redhead of exposition had you stayed in town for more than five minutes. >:(Well, we were kinda on a mission, you know. Normal people don't do stupid things like spend hours doing nothing but talking when they're doing a IMPORTANT JOB.
Wrong Direction, the canopy itself deflates and inflates (Complicated and clunky to meta explain) and so it would be very hard to store anything large up there.Ahh, so in the ground then.
Which wouldn't be as much of a problem if you had a leech. This could have been explained by the redhead of exposition had you stayed in town for more than five minutes. >:(Well, we were kinda on a mission, you know. Normal people don't do stupid things like spend hours doing nothing but talking when they're doing a IMPORTANT JOB.
*cough cough* Raidation? Fuuuuuuuuuuuuu@#!
Well... Right now you're only getting μSv every minute or so, just don't get stuck in when it really starts raining. (μSv = 10^-6 of a Rad.)
Now Tarran, this time if you get a key REMEMBER THAT YOU HAVE THE DAMN THING. Do not simply put in your pocket and forget about it when you walk past locked doors. You frustrated me greatly by passing up a unique weapon back at the facility as well as an ambush opportunity. For the sake of both our sanity I will start listing your keys and similar in the at a glance status instead of your inventories. (I removed the key from your inventory after the facilty got blown to hell since it was now useless.)Okay, sorry, sorry! I'm sorry I didn't remember something that had no use at the time. In addition, it was in the midst of Taric's porn attacks.
Now Tarran, this time if you get a key REMEMBER THAT YOU HAVE THE DAMN THING. Do not simply put in your pocket and forget about it when you walk past locked doors. You frustrated me greatly by passing up a unique weapon back at the facility as well as an ambush opportunity. For the sake of both our sanity I will start listing your keys and similar in the at a glance status instead of your inventories. (I removed the key from your inventory after the facilty got blown to hell since it was now useless.)Okay, sorry, sorry! I'm sorry I didn't remember something that had no use at the time. In addition, it was in the midst of Taric's porn attacks.
:|
Seriously, I'm not you, the GMer. I don't check over every little bit of this RTD, so I forget things. I'm only human.
PeacemakerOh gawd MEGA OVERKILL WEAPON MKI.
I've got the specs on a word doc on the desktop, give me a second.
Peacemaker (Unique)
(Single Shot) ?, Two handed
(1) ? Shot per power cell.
Cohesion Modifiers: ? (+12) Short, ? (Nil) Medium , ? (Nil) Long (Values in parentheses were for after you'd used the weapon or made a successful mechanics roll when examining it.)
Lethal Damage
Particle Weapon
Description: This weapon is two foot long mash of wires, conduits and Ceramic plates. It looks for all the world like someone jury rigged a manuevering jet to a power cell and then crazy glued it together with a Arc welder. On the Side of the weapon are a few simple words inscribed in the metal. "Ghandi's greatest hits."
PPE: That statement that you quoted sounded more bitchy and less funny than it did when it was in my head. Sorry man, stressed, the gist of that was that I'm putting keys in the HUD status now.Ehh, it's fine. Don't feel too bad.
(Before I go IC, I just want to draw your attention to the humorous horror awaiting Tarran over in Cerberus IV, Draignean. :3)*Cries quietly*
*Psionically stops the whip and gives powder a heat attack*At least it wasn't a porn attack. :P
And just to bring up old wounds, THIS!I guess I hit a sensitive spot. :PI hate you.
I'm supposed to be the leader and you take the spotlight.
You got more wounded and survived last battle than me.
You got a girl.
You can modify weapons and make them far more dangerous than they once were.
You used FREAKING PORN as a goddamn WEAPON.
AREAGFHGHBTRREDVRRR I'M GONNA KILL YOU ONE DAY.
And just to bring up old wounds, THIS!Oh yeah, that rage. I remember that.
Wow.
It was ages until mine got even vaguely naughty bits in it.
Damn Serious I'm going to have to step up my game.
If you actually follow that link and listen to the song you will probably hate me forever. Just giving you a fair warning.
You two make me look sane!
Slow your role, Taric. Just because [redacted] is going to [redacted] doesn't mean it'll necessarily be bad for us. Just means we'll have to [redacted] and then take the [redacted] to [redacted], so it's a little extra work but it'll be worth it to raise our stats and get some shiny new toys. Right, Draignean?
Psh, all you gotta do to a quantum intelligence is trick into a philosophical quandary. It'll freeze it up and then we can safely ignore it. ^^
Hmm, two of them? All right then, Abassy -> AI1, Slam 15kn 1' focus -> AI2, no more problem. ^^
Being a kid's a good time to get injured, you always seem to heal faster... There was the time I got shot in the neck with a BB gun. Got my bro back for that one by knocking him down later on and jamming his pinky against the headboard of his bed... feel kinda bad about it in retrospect because I'm a much gentler, more pacifistic person these days. At least in real life. In fiction of any sort I have no qualms whatsoever about wrapping someone's intestines around their throat like a noose and hanging them from a tree with 'em. :D
Injuries these days seem to stick and never go away. :-\
I don't play Call of Duty online. I don't want to deal with people who whine when you find a sniping spot and go to town. Let's see what I have on my shelf... Fable 3, Divinity 2, Tekken 6, Assassin's Creed 1/2, Mass Effect 1/2, Lost Planet 2, Smackdown vs Raw 2011, Army of Two 2, Bioshock 2, Resident Evil 5, Ghostbusters, and The Orange Box.. I also got Castlevania Harmony of Despair on the hard drive. :D
Jeez. >.> Hit by a semi?
Uh, I think. Powder Miner opted not to, but I think since you're joining after the rest of us got 'em then you do. That's just the impression I have, anyway.
Wait, we can orient Powder ourselves? I was under the impression the machine had to do it. o.o
"I don't like this..."
Follow the light, Tarran! But with your Assault Rifle out.
Follow the group with the Piru out.
"Let me go first," Dom said, taking point with the Abassy. She had the advantage of being a woman, which in her experience meant people always underestimated her and her physical strength. If anyone tried anything she had a good shot of overpowering the attacker and turning the tables.
Follow the yellow brick road
(Didn't say anything about your appearance and stuff 'cause I don't have your character sheet handy at the moment. ^^;)
2. wheres the waitlist?http://www.bay12forums.com/smf/index.php?topic=76875.msg1960999#msg1960999
I'll see your 'disguised as meteorite' and raise you one 'we were also in a starship wreck and know exactly what impact gel looks like when one crashes.' Come on. Our characters aren't stupid, y'know. :-\
2 things 1. it had one helluwa shock absorber/airbag
2. wheres the waitlist?
Plus, what's the chance of a meteor evading the Giant's gravity, flying down through the atmosphere, flying through some trees, and landing on a ant-hill, intact without blowing up the entirety of the surrounding area?
"Yeah, I agree. I doubt he could've survived on his own in his current state...
Anyway, Ashley, I'm Captain Tarran. Captain of this rag-tag group of partial-failures-partial-heroes you see now. Pleased to meet you."
"Sniper, I haven't seen you use the AM rifle in a while!"
"Yeah, you're more like the run & gunner,""The only reason I'm not using my sniper is because every damn combat situation so far is mostly close range combat. I mean, it's not like I can aim this damn thing in close range combat."
"I'm the vanguard; I charge in first and take all the bullets for boss and the brainiac over here.""Oh, and despite you supposedly being the vanguard, I almost always seem to take the most bullets. From that asshole with the Assault to the asshole with the sniper, I don't know why but I feel as though I'm a bigger bullet magnet..."
"You're the leader, why wouldn't they aim for you.""How would they even know I'm the leader? As far as I know I wore the smaller armor. Plus, I'm a small guy, it's not like they'd think I'm a leader just by guessing."
"Somehow I don't believe you, you don't get implants like those without being high up in the ranks of the techies"
AKA $10 on wolfchild being an operative.
"Somehow I don't believe you, you don't get implants like those without being high up in the ranks of the techies"
AKA $10 on wolfchild being an operative.
you cant see the implants for one thing
a [redacted] faction alliance... Yeah, Ash is NOT an ally.that was a joke, because you were already suspicious of me, anything i dont want you to know i can PM draig, but believe what you want
i made a damn bio, but drag didn't post it, however it has information in it you're not supposed to know so i suppose that's why he does not, of course if this interrogation continues that bit might just spill out anyway
Even worse! You're actively collaborating with the GM like... no, wait, can't say the name yet. You guys are just going to have to wait a few turns in one of my RTDs to find out who I'm talking about. :3 (I'm not going to accuse wolfchild of anything further, just going to roll with it for the moment and see what develops. Why not, right? Still making that Detect Lie roll though since we hardly ever use that skill and I should start getting in the habit of trying it.)
Edit: I'd like to attempt to solve the puzzle. Motherless Sons make her a cyborg?
those redacteds just make it more susipicious, i was just going to edit it a little so it made sense without them, oh well, too late now
...forcing me to explain myself... *grumble* I'll just post the bio with what I believe to be the Redacted parts actually are filled in.
Name: Ashley Fey
Appearance: Ashley's [Cybernetic] body is tall, quite ironical as her last name means little, but with what fey had come to be known the last name is appropriate, the body is slim but compact, her hair is neck length and a striking violet colour. Furthur increasing her strange appearance, her eyes are two different colours, the left green, and the right crimson. Her skin however is not unusual, just pail and freckly.
Gender: Female
Profession:Fabricator
Skills: Mechanics-1, Lying-1, Marksman-2, Crafting 2(including profession)
Character Bio: Ashley was always curious about the workings of machines and even created a few herself, including a gas propelled nail-gun, capable of propelling the 15 cm long nails at 500km/hour, leaving the muzzle and 3 shots per second, and she practised with it a few hours every day, fearing the day that some-one would tip off the technocracy to her construction efforts. Eventually, she is not sure whether it was pot luck, or that the technocracy eventually caught up with her, but she was captured and used as [a test subject for creating cyborgs that would obey the Technocracy unquestioningly but operate at a higher efficiency level than Deadheads, such as the ability to make tactical decisions on the battlefield that only a human could; robots wouldn't be able to think outside the scope of their programming], when the [Motherless Sons] finally freed her, she decided that she would fight for her own freedom, especially the freedom to create
Stats;
Strength (Str):3
Dexterity (Dex):7(Including Proffesion)
Endurance (End):6
Charisma (Char):4
Intelligence (Int):3
Willpower: (Will):3
Blah, you're coldhearted. >.> I'll give you all day tomorrow to post in Alter Someone's Life, but only because you told me I got one of 'em right. :3
name-dropped that faction like crazy. :3
You see, this is why I changed my mind over being a villian, specifically an operative! They are too smart to fool!
Tarran: ?Meh, why not, Detect Lie.
Tarran, I'm going to have to find something for you as well, an image of tanks in a desert doesn't make a lot of sense on a map.Heheh, indeed.
:P Hold on, I got a small token you can use for Dom, just let me upload it. It's kinda dark though so it might not be visible against the map... I think I'll color a second version lighter and upload both, you can choose which one you want. @Draignean.
And after I got them all uploaded and everything. :-X
(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v355/Static_Jester/Bay12/DomTokens.png)
Posting them just because, I'll choose orange for my color.
I can't wait to see it. :3 @Tarran.Don't get your hopes up, I'm really, really sucky at these kinds of things.
If I ever actually convert to a maptools format I'll have to beg and bake you cookies or something...Same.
the standard RPGMaker2K RTP base.
@Tarran: I like it. ^^ Kinda reminds me of a cross between a pilot's uniform and light Mass Effect-style armor.Thanks. I didn't base it on a Mass Effect armor, I based it on... something. I have no idea. I thought it was from Halo, but apparently I just thought it up on my own. Huh.
Tarran, It needs a bit of thickening on the torso, otherwise it's alright. And the proportions of the visor need to change a bit.Yeah, I know the torso needs widening. I'll fix that sometime.
Also, TURN!
Oh, wait, we're in a room? I forgot about that.
Indeed. Can I put a 'search room' action after 'detect lie,' since you mentioned it?
I guess I'll leave the room if the group is. Middle school, sorreh.
And mah color will beh red.
Let's see how they both look and decide from there. ^^
Will our icons on the side show health stamina, weapons/ammo, and status next to them?Uh...
"MY god, what happened here. What... defiled this place? Dear lord, a church should't look like this." James, chilled by the corpses in the church, explored on.
BANNED IN AUSTRALIA DUE TO PSIONIC SEX!Will our icons on the side show health stamina, weapons/ammo, and status next to them?Uh...
Yeah I suppose I could do that.
(This is going to snowball, I'm sure of it.)
[Draignean luck roll 6] D-22 snowballs out of control and comes back a year later as a video game, Deviation-22: Sins Of The Father. Draignean and the original players make millions.
"You know, you're awful defensive for someone telling the truth. Great job, I believe you even less. Eh, whatever."
Go into the building. Check the doors, see how many are locked and see if I can figure out which rooms they lead to.
"One moment dom!" *Whisper* "You get hit by the damned ship. What do you think?!"*Detaches left shoulder-plate and smacks Taric with it*
"She, points at dom, gave me a look""Still not good enough for me."
"One moment dom!" *Whisper* "You get hit by the damned ship. What do you think?!"*Detaches left shoulder-plate and smacks Taric with it*"She, points at dom, gave me a look""Still not good enough for me."
"You happen to be awfully dull. Did you go to school at all?"/b]"Why you...!"
Believe what you want, i will let my actions speak from now, maybe if you earn my trust i will tell you the whole story, and one other thing answer or not it won't affect what i think of you, or at least i hope not, but what were you doing trudging through the forest that this place is under?*Angrily* "Not now."
Hey, they can't hear us! I think...
As an aside Jordan and Harry's opinion of Taric and Tarran's abilities as proffesionals is now dropping like a rock.I highly doubt it was that high anyway.
*Whisper* "What do you think I was talking about earlier?!"*Glare* "No. Just, no. Besides, women aren't all as easy to... stay with. And besides, it was unintentional that time."
"Okay, your loss then. Unless you not interested in women..."*Glare* "You do know there are two women in the same room, right?"
And put your shoulder plate back on, you look weird without it boss.""Huh? does a tiny piece of armor really make me look that wierd?"
Holy! :o
Didn't think I'd scare Draignean over this :o
You people scare me so much that I entirely forgot what I was about to post.
p.s. as a player, i want you guys to know the secret, but i'm gonna make you earn it, i'm gonna roleplay afterallDo I have to slap it out of 'ya with my shoulder-plate? :P
You people scare me so much that I entirely forgot what I was about to post.Yeah, they scare me too. :o
Sorry! At least I can claim sleep deprivation. It makes me giggly and weak. ;DYeah, that tends to happen.
I should really probably just go to bed but I'm waiting on it to become a severe enough problem that when I finally give in I'll be down for like a day, see if I can beat my old record of 16 hours straight of sleep. :3...Is it really worth it?
...You people scare me so much that I entirely forgot what I was about to post.
What, we've just got an Unchained Squad captain who dual wields, doesn't get innuendo, is a prude, and who keeps touching a bi-sociopath-laser sniper's crotch at various points in the story.
Who would be scared by that?
Hmm...
Is that everyone?
Ye Gods I think it is.
I should really probably just go to bed but I'm waiting on it to become a severe enough problem that when I finally give in I'll be down for like a day, see if I can beat my old record of 16 hours straight of sleep. :3...Is it really worth it?
Not really. It's not like it's worth bragging about.I should really probably just go to bed but I'm waiting on it to become a severe enough problem that when I finally give in I'll be down for like a day, see if I can beat my old record of 16 hours straight of sleep. :3...Is it really worth it?
Isn't it? :-\
Go into the building. Check the doors, see how many are locked and see if I can figure out which rooms they lead to.
Find a source of light.
"MY god, what happened here. What... defiled this place? Dear lord, a church should't look like this." James, chilled by the corpses in the church, explored on.
Ashly sighs then looks down the corridor, alright men, stay frosty, we dont know why these people died so better play it safe", proceed slowly down the corridor, "OY!, you guys coming!"
Dom sighed loudly and in annoyance. "Nevermind, and I don't even wanna know what the pair of you are talking about." She stood and walked over to the TS's. "Let's just get going, huh? We don't have to trust this chick completely and we can split with her and her bozos first chance we get, but for now let's just work with her, all right? And put your shoulder plate back on, you look weird without it boss." She pushed past and jogged ahead to catch up with James.
"I guess I could help." James ram-charged the sliding doors.
With a sigh, Dom gave up on finding a light in her inventory. All she had was guns and a grenade. And a bit of food and the storage device with the romance novels on it, but neither were particularly pertinent at the moment. "I'm going to try opening these," she said, indicating the heavy sliding doors to the south. With a little bit of muscle I might be able to force 'em open.
"Taricus, get yourself a wife and leave us out of your porn dreams. Or I'll slap you with my shoulder plate again so hard you'll be in the hospital for a week. And I'll demote you to a rank lower than private."
Help Dom with the door.
"I guess I could help." James ram-charged the sliding doors.
Head to the main group, acting as as the light source for the rear guard.
Ash mutters to herself "Ok, dehydration, not too odd, but still not exactly encouraging" She turns to taricus, "Hey thanks for the light, but i think it would be prudent to stick with the others" Ashley Follows the main group, with her and her men acting as a rear guard, just in case something comes down that other corridor
Draignean, I suggest you post the map at the bottom of the turn so we don't view it before our actions. It spoils the surprise.
Anyway, "We should split up, but as little as possible, so we can cover this room more quickly and so we can flank enemies if they only attack one of our groups. First, someone close those doors so no one sneaks up behind. Dom, James, stay close. Ashley, lead your squad and Taric to the right, we'll go to the left. Make sure you don't aim your light in one direction for too long, don't let any potential ambushers get any opportunities. Don't go too far, either."
Go down the right (overhead map view). Make sure to constantly patrol the light around. Also, get an SMG out and into my left hand.
"You sure, boss?" Dom asked nervously. It was true Taric was the only other guy with a light, but he was kind of a pencil-necked geek when it came down to it. If the other three were to turn on him - and she still wasn't sure they wouldn't yet - he wouldn't be able to fight them off. "Maybe you should hand me or James the light and keep Taric with you," she said. "But it's your call, if that's what you wanna do, then OK." She'd stated her opinion, that was all she could do. For now she stayed by Tarran's side, kneeling by a corpse to search it."He'll be fine. While those three don't strike me as very good friends, they also don't strike me as people easily ticked off enough to shoot a person.
Draignean, I suggest you post the map at the bottom of the turn so we don't view it before our actions. It spoils the surprise.
Wait, you're doing all that by hand? :o Cool. ^^
One thing that's strange is that Tarran seems to be pointing his SMG... at Dom. That's just wrong, but whatever.
^^ I'll change my avatar to it... it'll be nice to use one made by someone else. :DHeheheheh. My plan to steal all the avatars from Serious is working. Thanks!
Nah, but I'll upload it anyway. I also put an example map on there so you can see how the pieces can fit together. ^^
Anyway, here's the link: MapTemplate (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v355/Static_Jester/BaseMaps.png)
You party is in no danger whatsoever.Knew it, I freaking knew it.
"We should split up, but as little as possible, so we can cover this room more quickly and so we can flank enemies if they only attack one of our groups. First, someone close those doors so no one sneaks up behind. Dom, James, stay close. Ashley, lead your squad and Taric to the right, we'll go to the left. Make sure you don't aim your light in one direction for too long, don't let any potential ambushers get any opportunities. Don't go too far, either."
Go down the right. Make sure to constantly patrol the light around. Also, get an SMG out and into my left hand.[/b]
"You sure, boss?" Dom asked nervously. It was true Taric was the only other guy with a light, but he was kind of a pencil-necked geek when it came down to it. If the other three were to turn on him - and she still wasn't sure they wouldn't yet - he wouldn't be able to fight them off. "Maybe you should hand me or James the light and keep Taric with you," she said. "But it's your call, if that's what you wanna do, then OK." She'd stated her opinion, that was all she could do. For now she stayed by Tarran's side, kneeling by a corpse to search it.
"I don't think they're hostile. If they wanted to kill us they might have done it already." James followed the plan Tarran made, pulling out his Renfield and loading it.
"You know this silence is unnerving, i would almost be more comfortable if we were fighting, let's Not split up ok" Ashly and her men walk carefully through the garden, sticking with the others and on the lookout for anything that may shed some light on what happened here "Also unless the guys out there died of a different cause than the ones in here, i don't think it was dehydration"
"Ohhhh, Found a datapad, bit broken but nothing I can't fix" Pick it up and keep moving.
*Radio* "What kind of sick shit are you? And why did you do it?"
"Speak clearly, please, or I'm turning this radio off. You have this one warning, no more."
She then realises that she probably should not have said that, and attempts to grap the radio with the intent to silence the voice
"I was serious. I was going to shut it off, because up until now you told me absolutely nothing of value. Now that you have, define the 'cliff' you spoke of."
I'd say he's a cult leader. Which may be worse, actually.
QuickEdit: Also, I don't think any of our characters are too crazy. Now, anyway. >.<
He's going down for incest then!
I'll take #6: This guy's a total whackjob and the memory chip Dom found is our only hope of actually knowing what's going on here.
Hmmmm...
1: His (the guy on the radio) "Children" committed horrible sins?
2: Our fathers of our pre-Technocracy (AKA World War III) time's sins are being passed down onto us?
3: We're really, really nasty sinners?
4: Taric's great grandfather/great great grandfather loved porno?
5: This moon is my great, great grandson and it sinned more than me?
4. TrueOh dear god...
5. Totally.Oh my god, Johnny! I thought you had died from a decaying orbit!
3. By not following the technocracy?Likely from our mass murders, and Taric's sex without marriage.
1. By not accepting immortality, right?
3. By not following the technocracy?
4. I can only imagine how the start would have went if it had been Taric's FATHER calling him from his workplace for help...
There is a big What-have-we-done though.I knew I would be the final boss :D
The most likely thing. It just occurred to me that Tarran doesn't really have any loose ends. :-\Yeah, that's unfortunate. Ahh, if only I could go back in time and spice up Tarran a little more.
He shot at Taric's mother. Don't think taric forgot about that ;DThat too.
Okay, so we do it away from dom and blame it on the technocracy ;DActually, there's no guarantee that Dom wouldn't guess/successfully Detect Lie.
I guess Dom probably is closer to Tarran than Taric. I mean the two of them did basically pull each other back from the brink of death and he's the leader. ??? Not that she dislikes Taric or anything, just that going by events that happened so far that seems like how it would shake down.Plus, what would you do without my friendly fires to keep you guys in shape? :P
Dude, that's rewarding him. Make him fail to get it. :PBut... he rolled so good in it... it would be too cruel to do so.
No, no, I mean make his roll make it not happen. :3That's what I meant: It's too cruel to deny him his rightful reward for being the Lord of Porn.
No, no, I mean make his roll make it not happen. :3
@Ninja Draignean: So these things are running about this creepy-ass abandoned church, huh?
Huh?
...is that the boss or something?
Rest and recovery level.
Also, could we repair the base after we've commited genocide on the current occupants?
Though, with those creatures, I have a feeling the mutation drug will be here.
It will be sooooooo tempting to use it for Fun.
hmm no-one comments on the previous knowledge about the voice, mehYou said this:
ok then ashly doesnt try to manhandle the radio, but she does get shouty if the voice speaks up againSo I had thought you meant you didn't really say it this turn.
If you capture the facility and get the manpower to run it you'll be able to do all manner of things. Well depending on a lot of things... Like the politics of how you use the facility.Ohhhh, can I haz wings? Tails? Lazor eyes?
If you capture the facility and get the manpower to run it you'll be able to do all manner of things. Well depending on a lot of things... Like the politics of how you use the facility.Ohhhh, can I haz wings? Tails? Lazor eyes?
hmm no-one comments on the previous knowledge about the voice, mehYou said this:ok then ashly doesnt try to manhandle the radio, but she does get shouty if the voice speaks up againSo I had thought you meant you didn't really say it this turn.
Regardless, you have to do something epic or utterly horrible in this game before you can expect us to pay attention to everything you say. :P
Wings: Well they won't work, not unless you get a fourteen foot keelbone as well. Which might be awkward.Aww. Oh well.
Tails: Yeah, if you want to treat yourself to Tarics ability to control the Mutagen. (Highest int of the party)WOOO-Wait, Taric's going to be messing with the mutagen?
Laser eyes: No, for your own safety. Laser eyes is a terrible, terrible idea.;D
Officially requesting that that machine be broke and the only part that can fix is it on Earth, just to save these two from themselves. >.>AWWWW! But... then there'd be no fun! :(
What about eyes that can see in the day or night?
A direct connection wire thing that allows me to connect directly (via brain) to a system?
Chameleon skin?
The ability to hear things beyond the normal human spectrum?
QuoteTails: Yeah, if you want to treat yourself to Tarics ability to control the Mutagen. (Highest int of the party)WOOO-Wait, Taric's going to be messing with the mutagen?
Oh dear. Well, I hope he'll get good rolls.
Regardless, I'm going to try for a tail with a bone blade at the end.
Hmm. What about subdermal armor, Fallout 2 style?
How will you sit?Just move it out of the way?
How will you keep it from being chopped off?Only using it rarely and quickly?
How will you explain it?That'll come when I need to explain it.
How will the muscles attach?Same way other animal's muscles attach?
Will the spine extend through the tail?A lesser, not vital extension, yes.
How will you strike people with it?Swing my body one way and swing my tail the other way and into their face? Stab them with it from up close?
What, like a xenomorph tail? Anyway, as for subdermal shielding. What we need to power it and how would that work? It sounds like a good idea.
What, like a xenomorph tail?
Sit in a chair, if you extended your coccyx the requisite amount for a tail, and made the muscle base strong enough to support the whipping motion needed for a good strike you couldn't sit very easily, you'd need to sidesaddle pretty much every chair.Well, nevermind then. There goes that plan.
As for how the muscles attach, look at something that uses its tail as a weapon (and doesn't have an exoskeleton, scorpions don't count because their musculature is screwed to hell and can't be used in a mammal.) think iguana. The second thing is to think about your balance, tails play an important factor with that, and you don't have a lifetime of use in one to compensate. You'll be a newborn kitten testing it's claws for the first time.
The spine is important because of the sheer, mindblowing pain that comes out of spinal injuries that don't cripple. It'll be sensitive, and vulnerable to breaks.
How much coordination does it take to land a snap punch on a moving target? Adding new limbs means you have to learn how to do that kind of thing all over again, with muscles you've never used before in your life, and your species hasn't had in any form for many millennia.
New limbs aren't impossible, but they aren't the best use of the Mutagen.
How hard is it to install an internal capacitor?
What, like a xenomorph tail?Why not, could be fun.Sit in a chair, if you extended your coccyx the requisite amount for a tail, and made the muscle base strong enough to support the whipping motion needed for a good strike you couldn't sit very easily, you'd need to sidesaddle pretty much every chair.Well, nevermind then. There goes that plan.
As for how the muscles attach, look at something that uses its tail as a weapon (and doesn't have an exoskeleton, scorpions don't count because their musculature is screwed to hell and can't be used in a mammal.) think iguana. The second thing is to think about your balance, tails play an important factor with that, and you don't have a lifetime of use in one to compensate. You'll be a newborn kitten testing it's claws for the first time.
The spine is important because of the sheer, mindblowing pain that comes out of spinal injuries that don't cripple. It'll be sensitive, and vulnerable to breaks.
How much coordination does it take to land a snap punch on a moving target? Adding new limbs means you have to learn how to do that kind of thing all over again, with muscles you've never used before in your life, and your species hasn't had in any form for many millennia.
New limbs aren't impossible, but they aren't the best use of the Mutagen.
Well then, looks like I've my work cut out for me.
"Those who have joined huh? If your immortality is the dream crap, consider no deal. I don't choose the second option either. I choose shoot your butt, complete with beatings. Guys, toss me an ORS sac please." James got ready forWCOMBAT!
Edit: Oh Christ.I can do the guns if you want. I'm decent to great with inanimate objects.
This means I may need to find renders for your guns, so I can do the whole display health, ammo, current weapon shenanigan.
Edit: Oh Christ.I can do the guns if you want. I'm decent to great with inanimate objects.
This means I may need to find renders for your guns, so I can do the whole display health, ammo, current weapon shenanigan.
Also, how useful would carapace armor be?
Still, even if it survived this fight you would NOT want this stuff.Is it because there's going to be an enemy that digs itself underneath carapace or something?
Trust me on this one.
Jormungandr assault rifle, same one as Tarran's.Huh? Then why does it have 25 rounds? I thought a full clip was 35.
Jormungandr assault rifle, same one as Tarran's.Huh? Then why does it have 25 rounds? I thought a full clip was 35.
Forboding omen I presume. Or they forgot to reload after they did their massacre of the base here.
(http://img841.imageshack.us/img841/4577/jormungandrassaultrifle.png)
And I tried to remove a little bit of artifact-ing (AKA Not-quite-bright-white areas which would've proven a pain to work with on a non-white background) from the image. I thought it would take the black background I put it on, but it didn't. Hopefully you should be able to remove the white easily enough if you have to, D.
Tarren>_>
I think the only problem with it is that the magazine is too far back. Otherwise it's perfect.It's a bull-pup. And the rifle came with that anyway (See last page's set, top middle).
Then consider that if it's too far back it'll increase the amount of time required to reload.I'm pretty sure the reload time difference would be in milliseconds. Try comparing it yourself with your hands. How long does it take you to remove a clip--with your right hand--from a gun same as the Leanashe, and then same as a normal bull-pup, then grab a clip from your left hip, and put it in the gun, both ways. What's the difference? For me, it's very, very little.
Eh, it still looks odd with the magazine so far back though.I agree. Though I just don't see any place to move it to that wouldn't require a butt-load of editing. I can't put it behind the grip (since you wouldn't be able to hold the gun with it there), I can't put it in the front without making it non-bull-pup (and it would make it look weird, too), I can't extend the gun, since it's supposed to be stocky... I just don't have anywhere to put it.
You could try converting it to a banana clip, it might look better. Just a suggestion. ^^Maybe. Though after quick testing, I doubt I could do so without making it horribly blurry.
Guess that's a design flaw of the rifle itself then. too far back and there isn't much of a stock to help with recoil...
(Tarran, if you could do me a favor and pass that PM I sent you onto serious I'd appreciate it, forgot to save the draft.)Got it. Sending it now.
(Tarran, if you could do me a favor and pass that PM I sent you onto serious I'd appreciate it, forgot to save the draft.)Got it. Sending it now.
But again, which weapons should I do? If you don't give me any directions, then I'm just going for the easiest first.
Abassy Heavy Pistol (Dom's weapon of choice)
Abassy Heavy Pistol (Dom's weapon of choice)I guess I could. I'd been planning on cutting off a chunk of one of the six rifles (in that picture I really like) and modifying it. Though it's somewhat low on the list.
The Frankenstein (Taric's)That could be a problem, because I have no idea what Broadbeams are like, and I have no idea what kinds of horrors Frankenstein would look like. So it's one of the lowest.
Wolfkin Heavy SMG (Harry's) ((The lower right graphic should be a good base for a high-caliber gun like that)Okay, that's pretty easy. It'll be kinda high on my list. Though, isn't the base graphic good enough or are you asking me because you like my minor edits so much? :3
The Fuath riot suppression carbine.Problem: I have no idea what it would look like.
Laelaps energy rifle (Jordan)Having a little trouble finding a weapon that I could open up and give focals. But I'll see what I can do. Mid on my list.
:3 I'd like to request a drum chamber for it. 'Cause, you know. Magnums. ^^Alright. It'll be kinda hard, but I should be able to do it.
"Dom, cover our rear. I don't feel any sense of safety anymore."
*Shouting to other group* "Stay as close as you can to the water, minimize the distance to us! Meet up at the bottom of the lake!"
*Radio* "What kind of sick shit are you? And why did you do it?"
Stay on the side of the pond, move south. Aim the light to the east until we hit the corner, then shift it south at the corner of the lake and move west.
*Turns off radio*
"That guy was a nut job."
"OK, boss." Dom nodded and equipped the Fuath. If anything attacked, it would be a close quarters fight, and the Abassy was mainly for mid-range fighting. With the carbine she could at least spray things down with acid to soften them up.
"Those who have joined huh? If your immortality is the dream crap, consider no deal. I don't choose the second option either. I choose shoot your butt, complete with beatings. Guys, toss me an ORS sac please." James got ready forWCOMBAT!
"Shut that bastard off", ashly couldn't take it anymore, but the floodgate had oppened and she had to let it out, "So turning arround and telling someone that you have to work for you now after getting them to fight for thier freedom is being honest, you fuck! You're just another bastard with a god complex"
"Something worries me about this. Maybe it's because these guys would've been looted before I got here though." Examine the corpse in detail, then search the room carefully.
There's a brief and very uncomfortable pause when they realize that Teague was carrying the last of the ORS....
And the field surgery kit.
and the spare medical kit.
Taric still has a medkit from the colonists -'course he's on the other side of the pond-, and Tarran has the one Dom had but it's only got bare bones supplies left in it. Your optimism shrivels up like a raisin.
...I have a horrible, horrible, horrible feeling...
...something is not right here...
...I have a bad feeling..
...I have a bad feeling too...
Oh [Insert deitical figure here], they're better than us
Map is complete, weapon renders are missing until I can get all of them up.Alright, alright, I'll keep on working...
Tarran said he wanted more things that went boom, blame him.Oh ffffffffffffffffffffff.
TAAAAAAARRRRRRRAAAAAANNNNNN!!!! >:(Hey, don't blame me, anything that could be used by us can be used by them, I didn't offset the balance at all. Blame Draignean, it's his fault for giving it to them.
TAAAAAAARRRRRRRAAAAAANNNNNN!!!! >:(Hey, don't blame me, anything that could be used by us can be used by them, I didn't offset the balance at all. Blame Draignean, it's his fault for giving it to them.
Also, Tarran, congrats on not getting you neck shredded open.Wait, what? ???
All right... but I'm calling dibs on it if we manage to get it away from them intact.Oi, Someone has to make sure it works first :P
"I have a bad feeling too. The crazy nut... he mentioned his children or something coming for us... and these guys look like they were defending against something... let's get behind the benches, now."
*Shouting* "HEY! Ashley, Taric, get your lazy asses over here please. I have a very bad feeling right now."
Get behind the benches.
"Boss, I have a bad feeling," Dom said. "Call it woman's intuition or whatever but things are too quiet." She gestured at the benches. "Here, let's have a seat. Give me the kit and I'll work on James while you keep an eye out, OK?" She took James's hand and pulled him over to a bench. We lost Trol and Saun and Teague... and Tarran and myself both almost died. Taric's pretty good at surviving, I'll give him that. She smiled to herself. "I'll try to keep it as painless as possible, all right? Tarran and I have some experience at gettin' people back on their feet even when they're about to croak, so workin' on a guy who's mostly in good condition shouldn't be too hard." After all, that's my job. I gotta keep the boss and the brainiac alive... and James now too.
"I have a horrible, horrible, horrible feeling somthing is about to jump out and shoot out at me. Anyway, thanks. It's getting pretty crazy out here. Good lord, I wish I hadn't dropped that riot shield back at the ants..." James trailed off and hefted his Renfield. "You know, I REALLY, REALLY, don't feel good about this."
"OKAY! Looks like he wants us by the fortification, I'd say we better hurry over there" Head to the fortified circle.
Switch the broadbeam into offencive mode and take aim on the launcher-equipped Immortal.
I would, but that stuff looks polygonal, which is beyond me. :-\ I might could knock up a pixel version, but I'd have to look through my materials and see if I have anything close to it.Polygonal? It's just a flat picture. You don't need any special software.
The pistol looks odd due to the lack of a slant with the grip.I know, I know.
And the ejector is for the propellant container, not the bullet itself. The projectile itself only makes up a small part of a bullet.I know that. My father likes guns, so know at least that.
The two squad mates Aim at the man with the flachette launcher, while ashly fires a quick shot from her javelin implant spreading the shots so as to be more likely to hit rather than causing more damage, she then moves quickly to the side to avi\oid return fire "Aim for thier heads" Also, harry activates his aegis impolants
PS2. http://pimpmygun.doctornoob.com/app.php (http://pimpmygun.doctornoob.com/app.php) This might help...Ho hooo, I'm going to have to check that out.
PS3.The laser looks strange on top, and the area above the handle looks... odd, for some reason. In addition, the barrel is kinda strange looking. Finally, make sure to change the lightness of the gun later to match the other guns' art style unless you like conflicting art styles.Spoiler: abassy (click to show/hide)
WIP on the abassy, she's got bullets poking out in odd places...
The two squad mates Aim at the man with the flachette launcher, while ashly fires a quick shot from her javelin implant spreading the shots so as to be more likely to hit rather than causing more damage, she then moves quickly to the side to avi\oid return fire "Aim for thier heads" Also, harry activates his aegis impolants
Wolf, It's a hundred feet to the immortals. 'Aim for the head' gives a -2 penalty to your accuracy, shots against them (and against you when your lights are out) are at -3. (+1+n Since they fired on you last turn, n being half of your intuition roll, rounded down and -1.) \
PS. These aren't deadheads, so they don't get the 20x headshot damage modifier.
PS2. http://pimpmygun.doctornoob.com/app.php (http://pimpmygun.doctornoob.com/app.php) This might help...
PS3.Spoiler: abassy (click to show/hide)
WIP on the abassy, she's got bullets poking out in odd places...
Hey Draignean, what the conclave?
Hey Draignean, what the conclave?
Okay then.Yes, I know that. I meant tell my character in-game.
Throw light = not get shot at.
*checks dex scores* And... it looks like Tarran's the fastest out of all of us, then Ashley, then Dom. I'll do it next round once I get finished with Powder if you want me to.Pfffft. Well, I suppose I had it coming when I picked my character to be the sniper.
:-\ You tell him, if I lose concentration I might accidentally pull a kiss of the dragon on poor James here. I mean I do have a needle and all.Wai- Nope, not falling for it again.
Hell, I'd do a pure holographic sight (As in a scope hologram or a HUD for a rifle) but I can't exactly draw in anything...Not sure many people would consider it a good design option. I mean, wouldn't it be more expensive than most other sights? Also, I'm pretty sure it'd be rubbish at stealth as it'd shine.
If Draignean will allow it, you can try to finish the healing job and I'll use the Fuath. Or I could run the light over.
Stealth, it would fail at. But it would be an adaptive interface. Rangefinder, compensator for movement. No fog on the sight itself. Even a CTH calculator on it.
You could make a pretty decent stealth version, low reflectivity black-out glass on the fronting the sight.Good point. Still doesn't make the holograph more effective in my opinion.
Or get ocular implants, have the sight picture played directly into your eye.
(http://img848.imageshack.us/img848/9755/61542932.png)Sexy. Nice one.
It has a cylinder.
And it is awesome. It looks like dom's kind of gun.
Problem is that it has questionable uses in anything but long ranges:
In short range, it needs no Rangefinder (he's in your face, dude), or compensator (he's in your face). And the fogless is not really needed (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anti-fog). It's just unneeded in short range.
In medium range, it needs no rangefinder (he shouldn't be that far away). The compensator may be somewhat useful in the later ranges of engagement (he shouldn't be that far away), But the fogless is once again, not needed. It's also still more expensive compared to the alternatives. Questionable.
In long range, a rangefinder is useful, and the compensator is also somewhat useful. However, you need stealth when being a sniper, fogless is not needed, and it's more expensive compared to a scope. May be useful.
This means in anything other than long range weapons don't have many have uses. The rangefinder might already be included in this age of scopes (I mean, it's quite important and it's already in normal Rangefinders), and the fogless is not really needed (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anti-fog). The compensator is the only good thing I can think of, though it's not always guaranteed (since things move in unpredictable patterns), and standing/not moving targets are just plain better targets.
Also, Chance To Hit? Dude, the world is unpredictable. The calculator would be mildly inaccurate at best with it's chances.You could make a pretty decent stealth version, low reflectivity black-out glass on the fronting the sight.Good point. Still doesn't make the holograph more effective in my opinion.
Or get ocular implants, have the sight picture played directly into your eye.
You could also probably make a zooming holographic scope in this game. The tech level present should be capable of doing that.I think that was implied.
Short range: Scope will actually hinder you, so a holographic sight has a much greater advantage there.Ironsights, dude. Ironsights. Also, in close range, do you really need to put your eye in a scope and not just aim in their general direction?
Medium range: Still has the benefit of reducing tunnel vision for the wielderPoint.
Long range: Would actually be more stealthy at this range due to the lack of scope glare.On the other hand, it would be glowing green or some other color.
The implants have the disadvantage of being implants, normal scopes are heavier and reduce your field of vision. I'd prefer the holographic at any range to a conventional.And here is where I disagree with you. I still don't see a cost vs usage advantage in anything other than the Laelaps. And even then I really don't see using the Laelaps in close range as a good idea (Average to Decent damage) compared to the alternatives that can deal out a lot more damage, leaving it to medium-long range engagements which a scope could cover anyway.
And you've forgotten the most important thing, holographics can't be damaged.If sights get damaged, then there's likely already bullets in your head. Either that or you're an idiot and throw your gun into walls a lot and shouldn't really be fighting.
Close range isn't melee range as well. I'd say that the foes we're currently fighting are at short range..I'd say long range or at the very minimum medium. They're far, far out of the way of my powerful light.
The holographic would also only turn on when the user's lead eye moved to aim with the firearm,Wouldn't that lead to the weapon turning on whenever anything moves by the sights? I mean, there's no way for a computer to tell if the object is an eye. It's either turn on whenever anything gets near the sights, or put an implant in the user (which likely costs something too).
and that it would also be a clearer sight at all ranges.Yes, good point.
Actually, I was thinking along th lines of a deep scrath on the glass of the scope.Hmmm, good point.
The range we're fighint at is within a 100 metres and that registers as close range for me. Your light is only a small torch, and those only work for a few metres before there isn't much change with the lighting.Dude, this is the future. I'm wielding a High Power light. I'm expecting it to be a little more powerful than a car light. These guys are pretty damn far away.
The sight would have an inbuilt computer so it can process the CTH, eye detection and such. It would only turn on if the user's eye is aiming downrange.You didn't answer my question.
2: Mind restating it then?
The holographic would also only turn on when the user's lead eye moved to aim with the firearm,Wouldn't that lead to the weapon turning on whenever anything moves by the sights? I mean, there's no way for a computer to tell if the object is an eye. It's either turn on whenever anything gets near the sights, or put an implant in the user (which likely costs something too).
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Actually, I was thinking along th lines of a deep scrath on the glass of the scope.
The range we're fighint at is within a 100 metres and that registers as close range for me. Your light is only a small torch, and those only work for a few metres before there isn't much change with the lighting.
QuoteLong range: Would actually be more stealthy at this range due to the lack of scope glare.On the other hand, it would be glowing green or some other color.
I'd disagree, 100 feet (which I'm pretty sure they're at) is more like medium to long range. Still, ocular implant + holographic sight sounds like win to me, especially since Dom never really aims anyway. It would be a great help to her, I think. ^^
Okay. That solves that question AND makes this base more valuable too :D
Hey, elder god here...
I just like my firearms with a fair amount of realism, is all.
Maybe you should just BioShock it and only allow 2-3 add-ons per weapon?But that's no fun D: And I was thinking more along the lines of JA2 1.13's NAS, Shitload of attachments (Even scopes with reflex sights mounted on them!)
Generally you'll want to upscale the armour with the weapons. Though I have one weapon idea that'll put the Ichneummon to shame.
I'm trying to think of it from the GM's perspective. I wouldn't want to keep up with six or seven different attachments for a gun. :(
True. Maybe let us combine attachments?
Most attachments would only affect accuracy, recoil, magazine capacity or flash/sound suppressing for the appropriate weapons (Snipers not getting many while assault rifles get a decent variety) Attachments would be limited by slots, no slot for an attachment means you can't use it on that weapon.
And the gun I was thinking of is a coilgun, I'll elaborate more if coilguns are feasible in this setting with a high efficiency.
1-10 what you think of firearms now.6/10. It's missing many things: There's not many sniper rifles (but a lot of medium range rifles), machine guns (you know, the big ones that go DakkaDakkaDakka [so far all we've got is assault rifles]), grenade launchers, rocket launchers, plasma weapons, railguns, heavy single-shot gauss/railgun guns, heavy laser weapons, smart auto-targeting guns, and finally conventional shotguns. Essentially, our current armory is based on skirmishing, and there's no real boom-boom guns as far as I can tell.
Also, suggestion on improving it would be appreciated.
Dude, Tarran had gauss weaponry literally since the beginning. LMAs are pretty par for the course.Indeed. Quite a lot of my weapons are gauss now too, as far as I can tell.
*The Vintage WWIII gun that Tarran had was the Father of these weapons.Wait, what? Which gun was that?
The distortion rifle.Ahhh, that gun. It was so underused (like, one turn) that I've kinda forgotten about it. I wonder if it'll ever suddenly pop up in a random closet and I'll find it.
*The Vintage WWIII gun that Tarran had was the Father of these weapons.Wait, what? Which gun was that?
Hooo boy. This is what I get for being away for 2 hours. ::)1-10 what you think of firearms now.6/10. It's missing many things: There's not many sniper rifles (but a lot of medium range rifles), machine guns (you know, the big ones that go DakkaDakkaDakka [so far all we've got is assault rifles]), grenade launchers, rocket launchers, plasma weapons, railguns, heavy single-shot gauss/railgun guns, heavy laser weapons, smart auto-targeting guns, and finally conventional shotguns. Essentially, our current armory is based on skirmishing, and there's no real boom-boom guns as far as I can tell.
Also, suggestion on improving it would be appreciated.
First things first: The inspiration of this weapon. (http://ufoai.ninex.info/wiki/index.php/Equipment/Primary_Weapons/Needler)
We had a shotgun, or rather Trol did. We need to find more, preferably for either Powder, myself, or both of us.Yes, he did.
We had a shotgun, or rather Trol did. We need to find more, preferably for either Powder, myself, or both of us.Yes, he did.
That's the only one we've encountered so far as far as I can remember. And it isn't even conventional (come on, don't tell me they don't use conventional shotguns anymore). It's like, shotguns are an endangered species.
Anyway, what about Plasma Weapons Draignean? What are your plans (if any) with them?
Superheated balls of plasma thrown from a "projector" weapon?
A plastic coating that contains the gas in transit. It will be medium ranged at best (With no penalties, it was designed for that job), no long-range capacity and a fairly slow rate of fire.
PS. I've never played Halo, so realize I have no clue what you're talking about.Here, a little help with that: http://halo.wikia.com/wiki/Main_Page
In the halo series, they magnetically contain the blasts with the gun.
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Mercy? DDDDD:
Then do so. I STILL don't have that laser you promised me a long time ago.
He said "Done been" after quoting my post. I think he's just saying that I'm awesome in a light-hearted farm-people tone. Not actually talking about my death.
I hope.
glass shield
Unless he did something really stupid.I did something stupid didn't I?
Buffing up your passive kinetics really made you something of a... glass shield, if that's even possible.Thank god for Passive K.
I think you broke my brain, because I literally cannot understand that. ??? Does it mean he has a good defense but it's only a one shot deal, or is he good at evading but if he takes damage that's it, or what? :-\I think it's "He's really good at soaking damage but if he takes too much he shatters" since buffing things up should only give bonuses, right?
glass shield
I think you broke my brain, because I literally cannot understand that. ??? Does it mean he has a good defense but it's only a one shot deal, or is he good at evading but if he takes damage that's it, or what? :-\
Turn off my light, and fire my Jormungandr in the estimated direction of the shots!
The two squad mates Aim at the man with the flachette launcher, while ashly fires a quick shot from her javelin implant spreading the shots so as to be more likely to hit rather than causing more damage, she then moves quickly to the side to avi\oid return fire
James would do so and heal himself- he was in pretty horrible condition right now.
Switch the broadbeam into offensive mode and take aim on the launcher-equipped Immortal.
All right then, changing my action. I'll go back to my previous one here in a moment and strike it out.
"Here," Dom said, handing the kit to James. He could finish patching himself up while he took cover. "Gimme that," she said, snatching the light from Tarran. The boss was panicking and he'd said she was his second in command; that meant sometimes even though she didn't want to lead she'd have to make decisions. She shouldered the Fuath in exchange for the Abassy so she'd heave a hand free for the light, which she kept raised north towards where the projectile had come from. She ran east, away from the group, with the light on to attract their attention. Come on, you bastards, track me!
She looked for some cover while taking a potshot in the hostile's direction, just to keep them on their toes.
Mmm, so, a question to my teammates. Who do you think the villain is, KineseN or Riccto? I don't think it's Zako since he didn't sign on to be one until after this mission started.
Dammit, I checked AO2 for nothing.Mmm, so, a question to my teammates. Who do you think the villain is, KineseN or Riccto? I don't think it's Zako since he didn't sign on to be one until after this mission started.
Neither.
Also, dunno if you remember, but "Fore!" :3Hehe, I can't believe you still remember that. I almost forgot until I saw one of your posts quoting me in that thread, then I decided to check it.
Also, he did Arena Battles apparently. And hey, I see Powder Miner in there too! Interesting.
@Draignean: So the Father, 'it' is a computer virus?
Oh great, a collective hive-mind thing.Or they're fanatics, and this guy was the overseer of them. Slight hive-mind mentality due to psionics.
Well, there goes any remotely small chance I was going to let them turn me into one of them. Not planning on loosing my individuality.
Oh great, a collective hive-mind thing.
Well, there goes any remotely small chance I was going to let them turn me into one of them. Not planning on loosing my individuality.
God damn, is this how long it takes for you to make a turn?
Migraine sorry, had to take meds and try not dig my eyes out with a spoon for an hour. Working on the map.There's nothing wrong, you don't need to apologize, it's just that if it taked that long and you were doing it straight through then you need to simplify your rules. But since you're not doing it straight through, I guess you don't need to simplify.
As a teaser, James rolled two ones and really should have specified which direction he was running rather than "CHARGE".Let me guess: He is now mortally wounded or something like that?
You on the other hand rolled a two on an Int check.Well, at least it's not a 1. :P
You all got great initiative though.Goody.
I must now eat a kitten to express my rage.
You've never eaten a kitten then.I must now eat a kitten to express my rage.
D:
Eat some pie instead. It doesn't kill a kitten, and it tastes better. :3
"Woah, fuck yeah. That all you got?"
Sneak around the lake to the west, SMGs readied.
Dom took another shot even though she was pretty sure she hadn't hit anything - she had to keep them focused on her position, after all - and looked around for some kind of cover. Standing around in the open, while it would protect her teammates, was definitely going to get her killed. If nothing else, though, she had a smoke grenade she could drop...
Harry Will do what he does best and close for melee, circling arround the oposite direction that Dom went, ashly will stay behind cover and mark targets again, the doc will shoot at immortal 1
Open fire! Tear him a new one!
"OW! OW! OW! OW! OW! OW! OW! OW-" *facepalms as Jordan heals him*
"Well at least I'm healed." James decided that screw this, he as going to take th eriot shield on his back, out it in front of him and CHARGE! James roared as he starte closing on the immortals.
There are probably errors,Serious problems in Dom's turn.
and it lacks substance, but I got caught up reading Tarrans RTD there at the end.Lulz, victory to me.
I believe the helmeted guy is Harry. ^^;Oh GOD, that gave me a bad image. You would not believe.
Oh alright. Who else has some sanity for me to eat?If I had to guess: Powder, my lord.
*fistbump Taricus* We did it! We turned Tarran into one of us. In fact he may be worse off because I didn't even think of that until he pointed it out. :3OH GOD I LOST THAT TOO ARGH THE ACRONYM DOES NOT HELP
Acronym'd for sanity protection.
Archive binge complete.Taricus.
>_> <_<
You guys are crazier than I am, and that takes !!work!!
Prep work ate it, I like to check up on things but I haven't had enough time to sneeze properly in a bit. I dislike writing when I'm rushed, so I've been slow on a lot of RTDs.It's alright. You were sleeping in mine anyway, so you don't really need to post there.
Anyway, I'm going to be pretty much dead from now until after 3PM on the 11th. Tomorrow and part of the next day I will be totally and completely gone, so I'm going to try and wrap up my RTD actions tonight.*Got it, I'll auto you while you're gone.
I'll try and make up when I get a time to run a turn by giving Yule's update and firing Imperfect back up. (Or giving it the axe and replacing it, either way.)Yay!
*Tonight and tomorrow are technically the same since it is 1AM, and this sentence put me into giggles. Sleep deprivation, it's fun.Also tends to make you want to go to sleep. All the time. Oh, and makes it nearly impossible to speak (at least for me).
*Tonight and tomorrow are technically the same since it is 1AM, and this sentence put me into giggles. Sleep deprivation, it's fun.Also tends to make you want to go to sleep. All the time. Oh, and makes it nearly impossible to speak (at least for me).
Seriously, why is everyone depriving themselves of sleep these days*?
*He says, knowing full well he goes to sleep at 1AM-4AM and waking up around 10AM-11AM.
Prep work ate it, I like to check up on things but I haven't had enough time to sneeze properly in a bit. I dislike writing when I'm rushed, so I've been slow on a lot of RTDs.
Anyway, I'm going to be pretty much dead from now until after 3PM on the 11th. Tomorrow and part of the next day I will be totally and completely gone, so I'm going to try and wrap up my RTD actions tonight.*
I'll try and make up when I get a time to run a turn by giving Yule's update and firing Imperfect back up. (Or giving it the axe and replacing it, either way.)
*Tonight and tomorrow are technically the same since it is 1AM, and this sentence put me into giggles. Sleep deprivation, it's fun.
Wooooooo!
As a celebration, here's two modifications to the Jormungandr. Can these be added to the game plz? :3Spoiler: Original Jormungandr (for convenience) (click to show/hide)Spoiler: The Long Range version (click to show/hide)Spoiler: The Short Range version (click to show/hide)
Do note that it should be very difficult to modify a normal Jormungandr to the long-short versions in the field.
I swear you guys get the crappiest initiative possible...Oh great.
Tarran You've got a free action from last round, use that to boost your regular action or do you want to do something special?
I know that. I'm just curious, as I'm guessing that's harry.
"Well, CRAP!" Climb out and just shoot with my renfield.
Dom placed the light on the log to free her hands, put away the Abassy, and drew her own Jormungandr. "Come on, fuckers!" she yelled, taking a few shots at them... then moving away to the east to circle around and hit them from the side while they were returning fire on the log.
"Confirmed hits" Keep firing. See if I can read their minds.
Keep moving along towards the Immortals. Jormungandr ready.
Oh mah gawd it's piss yellow.Spoiler: V2 Needler image (click to show/hide)
Oh mah gawd it's piss yellow.Spoiler: V2 Needler image (click to show/hide)
I've insanity insurance. Why? Am I the target and I'm dead aren't I?
Wait for the alpha to givehis postion away by firing, then let him have it, over-charge the javelin by 3
Harry, keep moving closer, Doc Fire once the alpha fires
SHOOOT MOAR WHILE YELLING LOUDLY RAEG!
"Shit, jesus christ." Continue advancing. Faster pace now.
Continue probing their minds. Reload first though.
Dominique continued moving as quietly as she was able. Once she was close enough... that was when she would open up on the bastards with the Jormungandr. For now, best not to tip her hand.
Ah, the benefit of insanity. I'm one part supersoldier, rest human (For now >:3)fixd
Keep prying open the minds. Get down so I don't get shot again.
Could've done better for the GL name.Yes... I know, it kinda sucks...
Energy weapons have Cohesion modifiersAh. Fixing.
and the Auto shotgun shout be cut down to 24 rounds.What, you don't want 30 round clips for automatic shotguns? Is it too awesome for you? :P
A few ideas for weapons. I hope you don't mind. You can change the values all you like.
Opinions? Or are they awesomesauce weapons?
Draignean- or someone else should they get permission- should make another RTD in this universe from the point of view of another faction. And if they cross paths, the RTDs would affect each other.
>.>
<.<
Can I draignean? Please? I really like the weapons in this canon.
Should work, and you should be in position to have at least two fairly soon.So... I get a Supah Snipah lazor soon? :D
Should work, and you should be in position to have at least two fairly soon.So... I get a Supah Snipah lazor soon? :D
the only person I'd trust to write this RTD would be serious, sorry man, you just don't think like I do.
Plus me being me, well... I think you'd actually be better off in Taric's hands, if you know what I mean. >.>You both are just as bad.
On-topic, if we get a choice, that shotgun looks quite nice for either me or Powder.Hehe, yeah.
Plus me being me, well... I think you'd actually be better off in Taric's hands, if you know what I mean. >.>You both are just as bad.
Why do you guys exist.
I call BS on 'just as bad.' I've crossed his moral boundary three times... And let's not forget the other reason I'm worse, right Tarran? >:3
How reassuring, a crazed Aussie instead of a crazed Southerner and a crazed where-Taric's-from-term.So make that two Aussies >:3
We have boomerangs and kangaroos.Fixed. Those 'roos would do well in the ganglands :PBOXINGMAFIA Kangeroos. With boomerang-throwing Joeys in their pouches. :P and Drop Bears.
Actually I'm curious about when we managed to do that. Refresh my memory, Draignean?
@Tarran: At least Powder and wolfchild are normal. :3 As far as I can tell, anyway.
What I want to know is how serious crossed the line.
Serious hasn't, aside from the cerberus RTD he's been pretty tame.
Serious hasn't, aside from the cerberus RTD he's been pretty tame.
D:
Am I gonna have to have Dom do something drastic to somebody (other than Sizier of course, he wouldn't care)?
"Most important tip: flirt with your teamFixed :Pleader, whether they are the same gender as you or not. Hey, you never know..."
Turn? >.> <.< >.>
She stopped where she was and looked for nearby cover in case the Immortals returned fire.
James quited down a bit and started heading around th epool to the best of his abilities. "OK" he muttered "Time to actually do something."
Spray the area I think they're at with Jormungandr rounds.
Keep prying open the minds. Get down so I don't get shot again.
"Jordan, help me get him somewhere that the enemies don't know where we are for certain" Drag taric out of the kill-zone, then have jordan fix him up, whihle harry continues and ashley starts, moving towards the bad guys
Actually, I'm just complaining that you're taking my job :P
Yeah OK I have nothing to say back to that. :(
Serious, no giving Draignean or anyone else nightmares about Taric's POW.
Draig, i thout it was the javelin that was damaged, not the arc
You guys are quite hilarious i would never have thougth of what you haev but it's not that bad to me
now turn
...You lost it, didn't you?
(Honestly I should have equipped you with rubber bands and string)
... I had it...Oh... Darn. What happened? You hit backspace or something?
I had the entire damn thing....
:'(Anyone mind if I abbreviate?
Except for that bit where ash friendly fired Tarran, but I think we'd all like to forget that. (Honestly I should have equipped you with rubber bands and string)Oh the irony. Someone needs to call Ironyowl.
Kindergarten D-22? That'd be a hilarious spin-off or AU or whatever...
Try again dammit!
Ashley opened fore with her assault rifle, just a quick burst in the direction she thougth they were in, then she kept moving in response to thier almost garrentied return fire, well if these people were working for HIM that would be a hell of a dedicated acting crew
Dominique sent out a psionic probe to try and get a feel for the surroundings. Once she was sure she had a good lock on their positions, she would open fire on them.
"Urgh..." Fall on my back and reload my Jormungandr. Quietly. Hopefully they'll stop shooting?
Continue around- If I get at medium range from them, fire if fired upon! if I get to short range, fire no matter what!
Probe around in Jordan's mind.
Shoot another Burst, then move closer
James continued to get into position. And if he could get to medium range, he would FIRE!
Dom got up and charged the enemy's position again now that she knew where they were, firing the Jormungandr as she went to try and get a few more bullets in them before closing distance.
Tarran grasped his wounds, feeling his blood pouring out. He tried to rest, hoping to not aggravate his wounds.
Rest.
"Hey Jordan. Hate to tell you this but I don't think you have an organic brain..."
Continue bleeding out very slowly.
I know. But I just don't have any good moves, really. It's better to just wait it out.Continue bleeding out very slowly.
You can move you know, you'll just take damage every time you roll a 2 or below for a movement based action.
I know. But I just don't have any good moves, really. It's better to just wait it out.Continue bleeding out very slowly.
You can move you know, you'll just take damage every time you roll a 2 or below for a movement based action.
Like Doom Lazors? :3I know. But I just don't have any good moves, really. It's better to just wait it out.Continue bleeding out very slowly.
You can move you know, you'll just take damage every time you roll a 2 or below for a movement based action.
Ah well, at least you'll survive to find the Fun things in this base.
Like Doom Lazors? :3I know. But I just don't have any good moves, really. It's better to just wait it out.Continue bleeding out very slowly.
You can move you know, you'll just take damage every time you roll a 2 or below for a movement based action.
Ah well, at least you'll survive to find the Fun things in this base.
...just as long as they don't start on an enemy. If they do, they'll rip us to pieces.
TARRAN YOU IDIOT!
*Slaps Tarran twice*
And I'll take the hint.
POWER ARMOUR!
I call dibs on it!
And I only saw the movie pleasedonthurtme!
judging from the way this fight is going that means some of you will die.
judging from the way this fight is going that means some of you will die.
In other words: Only Taric and Ashley are going to survive since Dom and James are in too close and Tarran's going to bleed out.
The talking bombs and mini nukes :D
And now I just read the bit with the suits. I'll KILL EVERYONE IF A: WE DON'T FIND IT & B: ANYONE ELSE TAKES IT.
YOU WILL GET THE DOUBLE RAINBOW TREATMENT!
So it's big, armoured. Heavy weapons mounted on them is a bonus.
(I will of course throw a few mooks at you from time to time so you can have fun chewing them into tiny pieces while they run screaming.)FUN! :D
And jeez, I'm just messing with Taricus. (Because I'm giving Tarran a break.) >.> He can have the armor.Oh sweet, sweet mercy...
Rainbows? >:3Lasers.
You do know a decent mind-bar can stop the rainbows, right? Tarran, you'd better start learning some active empathetics. ^^;Passive Kinetics all the way. >_>
I don't have to see you to traumatize you >:3 And a mirror is a laser rifleman's worse nightmare.
I'll make one. And an AT laser versus an infantry powersuit. AT laser not likely to win.Dude, let me explain it to you:
...It fires by shooting multiple--not a single--lasers, so it can also be raked for much less damage but at the same time being nearly impossible to dodge.
Which reduces it's effectiveness.Only down to Decent.
And you're assuming that the area is flat with no obsticles in the way.If there is, then both sides have cover anyway.
And these things MAY have jump-jets which makes the AT gunner's day worse.Even if, lasers move at the speed of light. The only thing that makes them miss is the gunner's reaction time. And raking lessens that disadvantage greatly. Jump-jets will hardly save you from it.
Remember though, lasers need time to do that damage,Yes, very little time.
and as long as the suited infantryman moves faster than the AT gunner's hands he'll be fine.You'd have to have absolutely insane dexterity and reaction time to do that. You're trying to move yourself--a big hulking target in armor--faster than a man's hands. Swing your hands around, can you seriously go faster than half that?
His chance comes in once the power cell for the laser runs out, and thus requiring a reload.He might be dead by then.
A fair bit of time actually.This laser isn't the sort that takes several seconds to burn.
And the minute there's a smakescreeen between the two the infantryman has an advantage.I wasn't arguing at that. Yes, he does, until the AT gunner reloads.
And I know that the armour would be pretty agile, if that part is being taken from ST.Agile enough to move faster than a man can swing his hands? Especially at a distance where the man can rake a much wider area?
In combat, actions take milliseconds.Movement--especially in armor--does not.
And we assumed that the armoured infantryman in unarmed.Oh really?
His chance comes in once the power cell for the laser runs out, and thus requiring a reload.He might be dead by then.
Though remember that you'll only have a small window before the AT gunner reloads. If he has any cover at all, you're not going to get to him in time.
Looks like to me we were assuming he had a weapon. I was assuming he had an assault-rifle of the sort.And the minute there's a smakescreeen between the two the infantryman has an advantage.I wasn't arguing at that. Yes, he does, until the AT gunner reloads.
Armed is a different story. Rockets, MGs and flamethrowers we're talking about here.Nothing could. That's why you send them with backup, or equal armor.
Can't fire the laser if you're dead.Same with moving the armor.
I'll make one. And an AT laser versus an infantry powersuit. AT laser not likely to win.Dude, let me explain it to you:
AT Laser can burn though what the future considers Heavy Armor.
It can melt a hole though many many inches of steel. And blast away shields in no time.
Nothing short of, oh, Tungsten can withstand a direct hit without a gigantic hole in it. And even Tungsten will melt like butter.
What is your obsession with Tungsten? It ain't that great as far as armor goes, too hard and heavy as hell. It's only good when you start alloying it.I was just taking an example, dude, since it has the highest melting point of all the non-alloyed metals and the second highest of all the elements after carbon. It has nothing for my like of tungsten.
Crystal based alloy, boil-off plating, energy fields, dispersive armor, composite high-ceramic plating (Fairly common that, even now.), prismatic countermeasures, etc can all be used to disrupt, block, divert, and otherwise screw-over laser weapons.Fair enough.
I there's a reason we're only finding one suit.You mangled the sentence a little there.
So they do have jumpjets? :D
What is your obsession with Tungsten? It ain't that great as far as armor goes, too hard and heavy as hell. It's only good when you start alloying it.I was just taking an example, dude, since it has the highest melting point of all the non-alloyed metals and the second highest of all the elements after carbon. It has nothing for my like of tungsten.
QuoteCrystal based alloy, boil-off plating, energy fields, dispersive armor, composite high-ceramic plating (Fairly common that, even now.), prismatic countermeasures, etc can all be used to disrupt, block, divert, and otherwise screw-over laser weapons.Fair enough.
And how common are complex is suits of armor equipped with that around?
I there's a reason we're only finding one suit.
Thank you captain Wikipedia. :DThanks. I guess... :|
Ceramic composites are in practically everything, infantry armor to heavy plates. It's the bulk Armor....Then why are laser weapons even around nowadays if the stuff is that useless?
Energy Shielding is fairly common as an on/off function for the suits.
Prismatic countermeasures are more of a rocket/grenade load than something added to each suit.
Crystal based alloys are the most common optional you'll find, improved defense against practically everything.
Dispersive armor is more rare upgrade, but it outright absorbs a portion of the beam energy and feed it back to the suit. Usually paired with energy shields.
Boil-off plates are moderately common, particularly on short range fighters.
Yeah, all of you kicking around in powered suits wouldThis is what I view this sentence as.change the game up quite a bitmake all the enemies have to wear even scarier stuff.
@Tarran: Range.Fair enough.
And they're reliable.I'm not entirely sure on that. You'd think a component would overheat quite quickly.
Thank you captain Wikipedia. :DThanks. I guess... :|
Ceramic composites are in practically everything, infantry armor to heavy plates. It's the bulk Armor....Then why are laser weapons even around nowadays if the stuff is that useless?
Energy Shielding is fairly common as an on/off function for the suits.
Prismatic countermeasures are more of a rocket/grenade load than something added to each suit.
Crystal based alloys are the most common optional you'll find, improved defense against practically everything.
Dispersive armor is more rare upgrade, but it outright absorbs a portion of the beam energy and feed it back to the suit. Usually paired with energy shields.
Boil-off plates are moderately common, particularly on short range fighters.
Yeah, all of you kicking around in powered suits wouldThis is what I view this sentence as.change the game up quite a bitmake all the enemies have to wear even scarier stuff.
Am I close to your actual meaning for it?
Turn, Draignean?
You're going to rig a quick energy-cell feeder to the Sol and make it a rapid-fire laser of Doom?
By the time I'm done with it, Tarran will have a hard time carrying it.
Ohh, Another EVIL weapon idea from meThe magazine not being a multiple of 7 isn't... well... I guess you'd say "optimal" for the burst?
NOT YET NAMED WEAPON (AICW based)
Rifle
Gauss, Single, 7 round burst, full auto
47 Round magazine.
Accuracy Modifiers: +0 Short, +1 medium +1 long
Good to excellent damage
Ballistic
Grenade Launcher (Thermobaric 3-round 40mmNo modifiers? How is it supposed to be accurate at every single range if it's a grenade launcher?
Single (Possibly gauss), 3 grenade burst.
No modifiers
Excellent to Lethal damage
Grenade
Description: (TO BE DONE)
And the GL has mods of 0, so I put no modifiers for it. Sorry if that confused you.It didn't confuse me, it just confused me how a grenade launcher can be just as accurate at 5 inches as it could be at a mile. It doesn't make sense to me, personally.
So it's designed as an MMG with a grenade launcher, perfect for keeping rebels and anything else away :3The gun is a little too accurate at long range and a little too inaccurate at close range for my idea of a Machine-Gun. But that's just me.
My god, failures, all of you failures. The good guys, the bad guys, everybody fails....That does not sound good.
My god, failures, all of you failures. The good guys, the bad guys, everybody fails.
Explosives are ALWAYS accurate.No, they aren't.
It's not thrown.It was an example. Even unthrown, it still faces the same problems as a thrown one, just not as fast.
And most of those conditions apply to bullets too.Thus why many weapons besides sniper rifles face penalties at range.
So a -1 for long range with the GL?Much more. Like a -3 to -5 or even nil long. It's hard to shoot grenade launchers at long distances.
It's not thrown. And most of those conditions apply to bullets too. And it's just an idea, it can still be refined. So a -1 for long range with the GL?
My god, failures, all of you failures. The good guys, the bad guys, everybody fails....That does not sound good.
Why? Will our characters automatically fail at trying to blow up an enemy at close range? Do they actually have intelligence that we don't have?
Nil Short, +0 Mid, -2 Long, -5 to NIL at longer.
NOT YET NAMED WEAPON (AICW based)Changes bolded.
Rifle
Gauss, Single, 7 round burst, full auto
49 Round magazine OR 140 Round Magazine
Accuracy Modifiers: +0 Short, +1 medium +1 long
Good to excellent damage
Ballistic
Grenade Launcher (Thermobaric 3-round 40mm)
Single (Possibly gauss), 3 grenade burst.
N/A at close, 0 medium, -2 long
Excellent to Lethal damage
Grenade
Description: (TO BE DONE)
AShley decided not to fire again as harry was in close, so she stowed her rifle, extended her own duelist impants and charged, harry keep whaling on the bad guys and jordan finds taric a pillow
Dom grunted in frustration as she lost track of the Immortal and put her gun away for the moment. All right, where are you you bastard? you hiding or somethin'? She tried sending out another psionic probe, and if she found the guy he was getting a kick the stomach and a knee to the face for his troubles.
Continue bleeding out very slowly.
Go traumatize that concious Immortal
I was just thinking, I left Tarran's flashlight on and pointed in this direction. Would our eyes have adjusted to the low-light conditions by now?
Jordan move towards tarranDoes he know where I am? Last time I checked, we were in complete darkness and he was healing Taric while I was fighting.
Harry, activate aegis (i thought it was already active), Ashley, Revenge her friend, Jordan move towards tarran
Jordan move towards tarranDoes he know where I am? Last time I checked, we were in complete darkness and he was healing Taric while I was fighting.
Harry, activate aegis (i thought it was already active), Ashley, Revenge her friend, Jordan move towards tarran
Ah Dammit, you're completely right.
Slipped my mind, I'll edit the damage.Jordan move towards tarranDoes he know where I am? Last time I checked, we were in complete darkness and he was healing Taric while I was fighting.
It's more of a move east up the pond, just make your unhappy burbly lung sounds and he'll find you eventually.
Oh lord.
Oh god.
Oh shit.
Oh frick.
No. No. No. NOOOOOO.
Please don't tell me he's going to pornitize us.
PLEASE.
Dom dropped the unconscious Immortal and looked over towards Harry and Ashley were fighting the last one standing. Right. I'll break that bastard's legs. She sneaked over as quietly as she was able and launched a stomp to the side of the Immortal's left knee, intending to break it or at least throw him off balance.
Harry, activate aegis (i thought it was already active), Ashley, Revenge her friend, Jordan move towards tarran
Go traumatize
...Blood for the blood god?
Join the melee wiht my fists!
Stop it for my "friends".[/b]you mean ... right?
MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
Hey, look on the "Bright" side, the lights are on ;DBad pun alert. Warning! Warning! Bad pun alert.
And I'm torn whether to stop it or not.
I'm so going to shoot through a wall, into the waiting list and into your ass.Don't stop, Taric! Clear ze waiting list!Yeah Taric.. Stop.. Erm... It!? ???
*makes point to get on with their lives*Nevar.
Yeah, I'm gonna have to sink that. Last chick Taric slept with got killed by friendly fire and Tarran's still alive and packing dual-wielded guns. >.>Hey! I'm only mildly inaccurate with them! :P
So? I'd prefer to keep Dom alive. Tarran too, actually. The game would be less entertaining without Sizier and Smith hating on each other at every turn.Indeed.
Well, it could be AshleyxJames :3Am I the only one who thought 'AshleyxDom' when I read that? ???
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I have no idea what he means by that.TURN? Please?
SURE
JUST NEED TO FINISH RTD MEGA WHAMY THREAD.
Centuwion! Thwow him to the floow!
The answer is salty.Huh?
Centuwion! Thwow him to the floow!Huh?
...Huh?Centuwion! Thwow him to the floow!
Er, Oh yes. It's about 8:30 Sir.
The answer is salty.Huh?Centuwion! Thwow him to the floow!Huh?...Huh?Centuwion! Thwow him to the floow!
Er, Oh yes. It's about 8:30 Sir.
My brain is confused.
I've been working on a thread that contains an Active RTD list,We had one before, it... died.
a resource section (Cinnamon rolls, Mapping tools, Lazarus, etc),Nice.
How to GM,Well... that has the problem of being biased. There's no one way to GM anything, really.
I suppose I should work on turns and stuff now... Give me a minute to get a drink and some stuff.Yay.
Ahh.
Also, it's About 11 in the movie...
QuoteHow to GM,Well... that has the problem of being biased. There's no one way to GM anything, really.
"AAAAARRRRFFFFFGGGGGGHHHHHHH BLARBLE BARBLEEEE SMUFFFFAGAAARRRRR" Roll around in pain.
Ashley attempts to calm herself down and conserve energy, but ow that hurts, what the hell was that even
Jordan may as well read as above but is pretty sure it has soemthing to do with the guy he treated, seeing as he realised that they werent normal, and suddenly wished he haddent softened the dirt for the git. Harry Presses the attack hoping to take advantage of the distraction that is hittign the immortal
"OW, GOD!" James tried to break free and advance to the Immortal who he would try to shoot with his Renfield.
Stop it.
MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
Dom got to her feet as quickly as she was able and stomped the Immortal in the head as hard as she could. She couldn't allow it to get back up! "Die! Bastard!" she yelled.
Damn it, now Draignean's hopping aboard D x T. Unless there's supposed to be some other reason that, out of all the things to focus on in that weird vision like naked girls throwing pickles, Dom was looking at Taric's ass specifically. >.> And apparently he likes putting her in the shower given her current status. :P
"Will... someone... help me here before Taric does... what he just did... again? Please? I'm kinda bleeding here."
Dom continued to beat on the Immortal's dead body to relieve stress until Tarran called out for a medic. I think Taric's got a basic medical kit on him... but do I really want to go over there right now? She wasn't sure. Still, the boss would probably bleed out if she didn't, regardless of how uncomfortable she was feeling towards the hacker right now, so she went and took his med kit then moved over to Tarran. "Hang on, boss." She opened it up and started patching his wounds.
Violently shake Taric.
Wake up.
Ashley Re-Activated, Thanking that she had lanarian implants installed, she tried to find her way bact to jordam, by going round the side she did not come from, Harry attempts to find Jordan too, Jordan Fixes everyone he can, tarran 1st
Do that then stomp my parts :D
"Eh, good lord, I guess if I'm going to learn how to beat the crap out of people with my mind, I'd much, much rather have you do it than... Taric..." I don't want to know what sort of mental fingerprint he'd leave behind...he would turn you into a second him ((in pervertedness if hes not interested in an willing lab rat)
Any chance of an update within the week?*Bonks Taricus on the head*
Grumble grumble...Take your time man.
Sorry, new series that I've been reading. I'll rip myself away later today with a map (REALLY this time) and the loot list.
Patience.
It's been only three days since the last update.
*Wheeze* "Oh, oh man, what a relief. Thank you, uhhh... who are you? I can't see shit in this light... Tell the others I'll be at the door we entered through."
Fumble around a little, looking for the doors we entered this room from.
Dom stopped. It looked like one of Ashley's team had already taken care of Tarran. Huh. Well, OK. I guess it saves this kit. She put it in her pack and went over to Taric, who was still asleep. "You did something, didn't you?" she asked the unconscious hacker, frowning at him. "Here, move aside James. I'll wake him up." But how to do it though? She had a choice of slapping, punching, or stomping him. For a moment she seriously considered stomping him somewhere uncomfortable for that hallucination - even if he didn't cause it he was still the star of it - but she decided to be nice about it. Maybe it wasn't him. Who knew with this freaky psionic shit; maybe that thing she had knocked out was thinking about him or something.
That was too weird a line of thought to continue, so she lifted Taric up about a foot and threw him back to the ground. That oughtta wake his ass up. Just to make sure, Dom grabbed his left ankle, lifted it to provide a clear shot, and stomped him in the nuts.
Wake up again.
James shrugged and winced as the unconscous Taric got beaten down. Ouch. James decided it would be wise to take the medical kit, although most definitely not ty to operate on himself. He turned to Dom. "Er, can you help me out here? 'm not exactly the world's best doctor, and I need alittle medical help. I'm preeeeettty screwed up."
Ashly approached Dom, more comfortable with her than jam,es or taric and with tarren currently out of it, "hey, what was that thing that happened, it was realy harsh" Rub head and gather together with the others.
"Hey, you guys, we've got power in the building again! Someone find the goddamn light switch!" Tarran shouts, hoping someone hears.
Fumble around for a light switch. (we didn't check yet, right? I don't really remember).
Jammes continued gettign healed.
Oh, and OOC: The Devil inside... Durn you shadow.... Man I'm barely resisting metagaming right now, but metagaming is cheating so I won't metagame...
Lul. James'll just wait around. Nothin to do realleh
Funnily Enough you can now google deviation-22, using the image search pulls up our avatars as well as a bunch of images that have been used.WE ARE FAMOUS YAY. :D
"Hey, you guys, we've got power in the building again! Someone find the goddamn light switch!" Tarran shouts, hoping someone hears.
Fumble around for a light switch.
Dom continued working on James. "Just be a minute boss, I'm almost done here," she responded to Tarran. "James got torn up and I'm seeing to him."
Jammes continued gettign healed.
"i think we should probably move once everyone os [atched up, i think i will help that sleeping person to wake up" Mersilessly assault taric's unmentionables.
Try and wake up, again...
You do realize I'm trying to get Taric neutered right?
Not just the balls >:3
Also, where did that unconcious immortal scarper off to?
I'd like to point out that unneutered he'd be a lot worse to you 0:)
Well that just sucks, I wanted to turn him into an emotionless killing machine, unfettered by human urges.
Not even a basic just whacking the nuts off?
Well that just sucks, I wanted to turn him into an emotionless killing machine, unfettered by human urges.
He's already sociopathic.
That's as close as you're getting.
Nono, just the reproductive ones. He'd still be a visious bastard, just more violence orientated.
Well, He'd need some sort of suppressants for it if he does want to work on ultra-killy weapons. You know the saying: Not enough blood to supply both [Finger] and brain at full capacity at same time. And maybe to also fit in the armour (It's not made with large [Fingers] in mind.
Hot showers. Cold ones just make it worse.
Actually, the body sends more blood downstairs to keep it from freezing. that's why hot showers work better, they make it warm enough so that the blood can be used elsewhere.
And why yes, I am insane :P
Ah, so nice that national stereotypes are being upheld :P
And another one :P
Americans (US) being careless, impatient and arrogant. Haven't spotted the last one though :P
No, Ignorance is something I apply to smaller groups rather then a nation as a whole.
I may or may not've laughed at comedy sketches portraying US citizens as stupid though >_>
Thus ends your brief glimpse into the philosophy of your GM, and now for something completely different...Hmmmm... is it...
Thus ends your brief glimpse into the philosophy of your GM, and now for something completely different...Hmmmm... is it...
Pie on fire?!
No, it's Dom getting a perk! (3 sixes and a five on a single action, O.O )Jesus, that's impressive.
EDIT: Well Technically, 1 five, 2 sixes, and a seven.
I see your Kangaroo mafia and raise you redneck hillbillies with pitchforks, shotguns, and abnormally hot daughters despite the whole inbred thing.I raise you an AICW :3
An AICW isn't specific to Australia, Taric. :P You only get to use your home stereotypes. Anyway, I'm excited about this perk. :3
"AHHH SON OF A-! RRRRGGGHHHH!" The world could hear as Tarran embarrassingly gets himself shocked.
Try to open the door.
"I'll help you out Tarran." James helped the door situation by running up and attempting to kick it down.
Get up, ask for medical treatment (Again) and make sure Grey doesn't use those painkillers again...
"Just a minute, boss. Gotta deal with Taric now," she called over to Tarran, who was yelling about something. She wasn't sure what. Regardless, she found her way to Taric with the medkit in hand. "OK, hold still, unless you want me to accidentally jam this needle in right to the bone," she said, getting ready to suture the poor bastard. "So you're awake now, huh?" she said, just to be saying something. "Why were you out in the first place? Firefight seem like a good place for a nap or somethin'?"
"Blame gr-" Taric was interuppted by Tarran's scream of pain. "HAHAHAHA. Anyways, blame jordan for it, he drugged me"
Hold on there Jordan, while you are at it can you check my implants, one of them has some issues
Hmm... that would make my picture look incorrect. Could you make it look like in my picture? It's not necessary, but I'm a nitpicker so I am basically forced to complain. :P
(http://img3.imageshack.us/img3/5730/forumavatar12imp2.png)
Regardless, it's not so bad. I'd use it for a more accurate SMG/light battlerifle, not a inaccurate Sleipnir.
Anyway, just wondering, but where do you actually use these gun pictures anyway? I haven't seen any uses of them so far.
Looks pretty okay.
Though what's with the circle thing on the grip and the clip? Is it supposed to give your finger massages or something? :P
It's for style, ya fool. :3 The Piru looks fine, but I dunno what you mean by the clip being way too small for five shots. If you ask me it looks a little too big to be carrying only five; maybe seven depending on the size of the rounds. >.> Also, Draignean: I'm still healing Tarran on my turn despite his protests. He needs the HP and I want to try out my shiny new perk. :3
The Piru looks fine, but I dunno what you mean by the clip being way too small for five shots. If you ask me it looks a little too big to be carrying only five; maybe seven depending on the size of the rounds. >.>...
Anyway, on-topic. Is there a bonus to healing rolls if I go over the total needed, like if I somehow get like a 25/15 or whatever? By bonus I mean extra HP healed in this case. ^^; And do better kits heal more HP? Because if so I need to start looking for some.
Damnit stop making me look like an idiot child! >:(Whuh?
Bought Bioshock 2 for nine bucks, so... between that and attempting to work on the eternal overhaul updates may be a wee bit sparse for a few days.Take your time*.
Also, Tarran, where/how did you make the small guns?You mean the ones not made in PMG? I just used a picture waaaaaaaaaay back and smashed stuff together.
So I take it you didn't like mine? :(Spoiler: Piru (click to show/hide)
Worked on the Piru for a bit, got it looking a bit more... High tech.
(Cooling off from drilling through splicers, goddamn I'm impressed with the series all over again.)
So I take it you didn't like mine? :(Spoiler: Piru (click to show/hide)
Worked on the Piru for a bit, got it looking a bit more... High tech.
(Cooling off from drilling through splicers, goddamn I'm impressed with the series all over again.)
Whatever, it was my first anyway. I didn't like it a whole lot either.
Now, onto the actual image: the round thing down-right of the trigger and the section of metal above looks odd, and the burst/full auto/single/safety thingy is pointing into space.
Other than that, though, it looks not bad, really.
Here, use this to modify the model I made.Fancy. I'll have to look at that.
http://pastebin.com/3481HGq3
So, uh. How far are you in Bioshock, anyway? Just curious. ^^;
Here, use this to modify the model I made.Fancy. I'll have to look at that.
http://pastebin.com/3481HGq3
I'm kinda busy right now trying for a portable tri-barrel chaingun image, just in case, you know, you finally introduce heavy machineguns. ;)
At least I'll have died to guns made in my image. ;DHere, use this to modify the model I made.Fancy. I'll have to look at that.
http://pastebin.com/3481HGq3
I'm kinda busy right now trying for a portable tri-barrel chaingun image, just in case, you know, you finally introduce heavy machineguns. ;)
Sure, whenever you want a quick death I'll give you a barricade with some Heavy Machine Gunners behind it.
At least I'll have died to guns made in my image. ;DHere, use this to modify the model I made.Fancy. I'll have to look at that.
http://pastebin.com/3481HGq3
I'm kinda busy right now trying for a portable tri-barrel chaingun image, just in case, you know, you finally introduce heavy machineguns. ;)
Sure, whenever you want a quick death I'll give you a barricade with some Heavy Machine Gunners behind it.
Ah well, nice to know you died before Taric could blow 'em to pieces >:3
Either kill or emasculate >:3
I'm guessing this means no power armour?
Either kill or emasculate >:3You do that and I'll dual wield.
At a power armoured target? *Laughs*Either kill or emasculate >:3You do that and I'll dual wield.
Or shoot at a guy near a door while you're passing by on the other side.
Did I mention I will be dual wielding BFGs?At a power armoured target? *Laughs*Either kill or emasculate >:3You do that and I'll dual wield.
Or shoot at a guy near a door while you're passing by on the other side.
...Passive kinetics: See BFG reason.I made a hole in a wooden table and everything else a foot away by literally vaporizing the the area by a simple slam to the table before.
Character: Tarran Smith"Hey, jackass, I saw that. Screw you, asshole." Throw something valuble next to him onto the ground.
Okay, you may need something from him later but after Taric makes his purchase you feel a deep need to convey your frustration. "Hey, jackass, I saw that. Screw you, asshole." You slam your hand down on the asshat's desk to punctuate the sentence, [Passive kinetics roll 5+1] everything within a foot of your fist hums and shatters. Huh.... You hadn't meant to do that. [Signifer will save 3+1 Vs kinetics 5+1] The man leans away from you, you think you've made your point here.
You don't want to ask me that because I am so biased it is not even funny. But seriously, not even one of them? Damn. Hmm.
I'd recommend trying to find a copy of the original Resident Evil if you have a PS1 or PS2 that can still play PS1 games. Or, y'know, other means of playing PS1 games. >.> Director's Cut if you have to, but the new costumes suck ass and frankly I don't really like some of the puzzle changes or the fact you get like 2x ammo off every pick-up. It made the game way too easy, I mean, my brother for example is really good at those games and can get to the end with so much ammo and healing items... and I'm pretty good, I beat the last boss with 3 shotgun shells, 7 pistol bullets, and a knife. :3 I don't count the rocket since you have to use that to kill him. Anyway, once you're done with that, move on to RE2. It's probably my least favorite one but you should give it a try, you might like it, I dunno. I just don't have as fond memories of it as I do for RE1 and the later sequels. If you do play RE2 though you have to beat it I think 6 times to unlock everything. That game also has the introduction of HUNK, who's a fucking badass in my opinion... and yes, his name is all caps, that's not me being an ass about it. Anyway RE3 is pretty good, I haven't played it in a long time but I actually found my copy yesterday, and when I get done with my new Cv games I'm probably going to pop that in and see what's up with it again. RE4 is the game that everybody was shitting themselves over when it came out, and I'll admit to having run through it about twenty or thirty times - also known as a tenth of the amount of time I put in RE1 - but Leon's just not my favorite RE character, and the plot is, well... "Are you a bad enough dude to rescue the president's daughter?" His one-liners are terrible but funny too. The whole thing is like an 80's spy flick.
As for RE5, well, that seems to be something everyone's divided on. If you have a 360 and a gold account though, let me know and if you get a copy I can try to help you through it. Assuming I can borrow it from bro. >.> I like the campaign and the DLC but what a lot of people care about in that game is the Mercenaries mode, where you pick from three different versions of Chris and Sheva, or two different versions of Jill and Wesker, and try to keep a kill combo going to eliminate all 150 enemies as fast as possible. Wesker's kind of broken in this mode because he has an ability to 'dash', which knocks majini aside and counts as a melee attack. If you kill the enemies with a melee, you get 5 seconds on the clock, and there's some enemies that can only be melee'd by a dashing Wesker like the lickers and the reapers. As you might guess, I'm a Wesker player, but not a very good one compared to some of these guys. I'm like... lower-middle-tier, probably, and I rarely play Mercs anyway. My brother is awesome with S.T.A.R.S. Chris and is roughly the fourth or fifth best player of that character in the world, and it's a toss-up between him and BerserkerKev who is the best American S.T.A.R.S. Chris. If you wanted to play Mercs instead of the campaign I'd refer you to him. ^^
If you have a Gamecube, I'm pretty sure they released the first three REs on it (although not the original RE, just the REmake which I'm not a fan of >.>) and RE4 and Code Veronica are coming to Xbox Live Arcade soon, so there's that. I'm kind of torn about Operation Raccoon City which is coming out soon, I dunno about this whole squad-based thing being injected into RE2. I'll wait and see though.
Anyway, the thing with Resident Evil is that it's very cheesy. It's chockful of horrendous acting (except for RE5 and it's debatable about RE4) and ridiculous plots. If you're not the kind of guy who enjoys watching bad movies you might not like it.
Oh, yeah, shatters.
Still, it breaks stuff. Even if vaporizing isn't shattering, it will still do quite a bit of damage.
You aren't ready yet. Right now it's based too much in luck and I won't activate your abilities every time you hit something.(Particularly if you're trying.) Taric also has passive kinetic skill, and he'll be wearing the armor, he won't be easy to beat...Darn.
Why do I have a feeling Taric is going to become the character that "the Captain" has to beat it into submission every so often?Because Taricus is both insane in-character and in real life? :P
Just remember that I shifted the plot (slightly), and it was done in such a manner as to protect Tarran, and perhaps James.HAH, SUCK ON IT TARIC! :P
QuoteJust remember that I shifted the plot (slightly), and it was done in such a manner as to protect Tarran, and perhaps James.HAH, SUCK ON IT TARIC! :P
But what about Dom?
You know, being a man kinda doesn't feel like what it used to be. What with maniacs looking to remove your genitals and our generally higher chance of death. >_>
Actually Dom's protected by the fact Taric wants to get in her pants for whatever reason. So he's hardly going to try to kill her, especially since she's doing her best to keep everyone else alive.
@Draignean: So you're playing Bioshock on PC then? You can get RE2, 4, and 5 on PC; I have RE2 and 5 for it, anyway. I dunno about the rest of the series. ^^; But yeah, if you're limited to those three, I would say get RE4 if you got an older computer and RE5 if you have a good one. You can always watch LPs on YouTube or something, too, to see if you might like it.
@SC: I think that passed over due to death threats.
Chaaaaaiiinnn gun! (which I named Unnamed Minigun despite it not being a minigun...)Spoiler: Big mother, look out. (click to show/hide)
I would've resized it, but... I'm 1: too lazy, 2: not sure if Draignean would prefer it small or big, and 3: I like big gunz.Chaaaaaiiinnn gun! (which I named Unnamed Minigun despite it not being a minigun...)
...Image...
Uh, the resize function exists for a reason, dude. o.o My resolution is 1920 x 1080 and I still had to scroll to the right to see it all.
@Tarran: You could always use the Print Screen / Paste into Paint option.Just did. See updated image.
So, a weapon only Dom and James could use?Not necessarily. Tarran should be able to use them, but it's be like carrying several Desktop Replacement laptops or one really heavy breefcase.
You do love making guns, though, don't you? You should keep it up, maybe we can get ahold of some of 'em. :3Well, it's not just guns. If Draignean was okay with me making tanks and such, I would do so quite quickly. But yes, I love the shooters of liberal death.
I call dibs on Spacecraft :3No fair. :(
Nepeta saying "Come at me bro :33". :3Nepeta?
You aren't getting rid of me that easily >:(...Damn.
Hey, Just scale up for it....What?
And battery?Gauss weapons use batteries, remember?
I have no idea what you meant by no handguard or grip for that size...Hey, Just scale up for it....What?
The rear one is the power plant/battery.Oh. It looked a lot like a clip.
I have no idea what you meant by no handguard or grip for that size...Handguard (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Handguard): Where you grip the gun from beneath with your non-shooting hand if the weapon is long. Without it, you're grabbing onto stuff that isn't designed to be grabbed on. Which may be hot, uncomfortable, or not give you a good enough grip. I don't really see any. In PMG, it's in Parts>Grips>Handguards.
Oh, those. That's what the railed bit is for.Doesn't look very comfortable. And if you're gripping like that, you're wasting some space on the Picatinny rail (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Picatinny_rail). But... it doesn't really matter. So whatever.
And yes, it does need a bat that big, large rounds you see.Alright, I'll give you the benefit of the doubt.
Not just fallout, just about every setting with power armour.
The problem with that arguement is that you want to take the "Powered" bit away...
Well, we have the perfect training ground. And I wholeheartedly expect it to be the target for just about every heavy weapon used by anyone trying to kill us too.
As for it's current usefulness, I'm going the Soviet route (RA Soviets): Screw subtlety, just barge in and kill them! :D
Remember the Finns.The finns never stood a chance with Tesla coils, war bears and falling space stations ;)
Would it be possible to hook up a generator to a suit?
what if you somehow used it to store psychic energy?
Ohh, I've got to do that then :D
Pretty sure we chose one, but now I can't remember what it was. You might as well list them again. :p
Ability? Like Taric's Psionic [REDACTED]?
EDIT: I knew it was, not going to stop me though :P
I'm staying far the fuck away from Taric in battle then. Anyway, for evolution, I'll pick Slam. If you mean we get two abilities to level, then I'll also pick Telekinesis.
I'm staying far the fuck away from Taric in battle then. Anyway, for evolution, I'll pick Slam. If you mean we get two abilities to level, then I'll also pick Telekinesis.
Mind bend and Shatter mind please.
Also true. Hm. Nice choices. What are the Telekinesis ones, before I decide? I might want to put both into that instead, depending...
Wait, can I change the Shatter mind upgrade into a passive empathics upgrade?
So I can have all three Pass. Empathics upgrades I want? Suggestion then, for the sheer hilarity of making the "Stick your tongue into eletrical socket" seem reasonable ;D
Yeah, I forgot about it, though I thought the way I written that post would've said that...Doesn't to me.
...Really? The pair of you are going to argue about that? ::) Jeez. Sometimes your arguments are hilarious but that just seems a little like nitpicking.Yes. It is nitpicking.
...Really? The pair of you are going to argue about that? ::) Jeez. Sometimes your arguments are hilarious but that just seems a little like nitpicking.
Shiren also approves of player killing over minor insults. 8/10Shush you, you're already dead. You are inferior to us.
Oh come on, I'm just killing him D:Oh come on, I'm just shooting a sniper round up your rear end. >_>
@Ninja Tarran: YOU'RE ONLY MAKING IT WORSE.Shush you.
Wait, SHIT!*Uses extreme speed to dodge* Why are you throwing rocks at the ground? Am I too fast or something?
*Throws stone at Tarran*
Dwarmin, what are your thoughts on this situation? :3
*Uses extreme speed to dodge* Why are you throwing rocks at the ground? Am I too fast or something?Missed the point of that...
You deserve to be dead. Forever.Dwarmin, what are your thoughts on this situation? :3
Tarran and Taricus deserve each other, forever.
I got the Enhanced Speed psionic thing. And I've got the highest dex. Naturally my guy is the fastest one in the group.*Uses extreme speed to dodge* Why are you throwing rocks at the ground? Am I too fast or something?Missed the point of that...
No question, I'm definitely taking Heavy Manipulation. I can evolve that too, right?
I'm not asking you to make up a new power on the spot, just asking: if I picked, say, Advanced Kinesthesia, would that count, or would I need to pick a Slam evolution?
...I've thought it over, I think what I'll do is take AK now while I know it's going to be useful, and then if we get an upgrade after clearing the base I'll go for Shear to spare Draginean having to think of an AK+HM combo.
*Stands behind door and gets shotgun ready*
aww they get to have so much fun with thier psychic powers
@Draignean: Well, it would be easier on you, true, and I also cannot see a way in which AK+HM equals anything worth using at all. >.> Unless maybe it would allow me to just use HM without needing to see the target at all, but that sounds more like it would need Sense Shape than Advanced Kinesthesia... Another question while I'm on the subject. When I orient Powder, will he get previous evolutions or only one for clearing the facility? Because if it's the latter then I'd better orient him ASAP to make sure he gets the upgrade. ^^;
Those look good. Where are you getting the images from? And how are you playing Bioshock, good or evil? (Just curious. I beat B2 as good and haven't gotten around to being evil on it yet. :-\)
Where did you get the bottom left guy from? I don't know why, but he looks like a mixture of a Halo Reach army trooper and some random Spartan III to me.
The kill is the, ahem, mercy kill, right? If so you're playing exactly the same as me, especially if your first instinct was to max out the machine gun and the shotgun. :3 Yeah, I hate being a dick in games too. I'll play evil once just to do it but I'm usually on the Paragon side of things; I can't really think of a game where the evil choices were well-written enough to compel me to take them. (Except Mass Effect, and only because Renegade is not evil, exactly; it's just more practical and efficient but less likely to have future benefits. This also applies to most games though since the evil path is usually 'gimme more GP nao' and the good path will inevitably get you the infinity+1 sword later, or at least make things easier in the future.)
Eh, in any case, I have to ask: Is that Cane in the lower right of that image?
You probably don't know because I misspelled her name. I meant was she supposed to represent Candy Cain from this thread. ^^; Anyway, yeah, I love the speargun. It's better than the crossbow in HL2 in my opinion. :3
Top lot are Techies, Middle row are Immortals (Obvious). The last lost has me a bit confused though, unless that's us.
I have never played half life, been told it was good but have never played it...
I have never played half life, been told it was good but have never played it...
Maybe it's just me but I feel Valve is kind of completely overrated. I'll be fair and say I don't remember anything of the original Half-Life, having played it about ten years ago, but the story of HL2 is incredibly boring. It's just another generic 'alien invasion' plot line and naming the man character Gordon Freeman, I mean, GORDON FREE MAN, is insulting. Like, 'durr, thanks for pointing that out, I was too ignorant to get that this guy is the protagonist without your ham-handed assistance.' Plus he's a dweeb in a tech suit. Let's be realistic here: I don't like Master Chief, but if I had to pick who would survive a war against an alien race, I would put my money on the genetically engineered, cybernetically enhanced super-soldier in the cutting edge armor with the best weaponry and soldiers the military can provide and not some mute four-eyed college grad in a HEV suit with a rag-tag band of rebels at his back and a crowbar in hand. Hell, I would give Jack or Delta much higher odds than Gordon. At least they have Plasmids, and Delta is also a super-soldier of a sort. Serious Sam and Duke Nukem? I prefer Sam, but at least both are over-the-top caricatures of action heroes, so yeah, they're both better than Freeman. Doom Guy? More believable as a hero. I could also rail about Alyx Vance for awhile. First of all, she's not that attractive and her personality is bland, so I don't really get why people are all about her. I guess because she gives you a hug at the beginning of Episode 1, and really, if you're that starved for some sort of human contact, you're just pathetic. The few times you have to escort her she's an annoyance and is prone to getting killed, and during Episode 1 she actively tries to troll you into shooting her by doing things like make zombie sounds while you're walking in pitch-black tunnels.
Anyway, as for controls, it's just like every other first person shooter. Same for guns. You get a handgun, a revolver, an uzi, an assault rifle, a crossbow that fires superheated rods and works like Delta' speargun, a laser-guided rocket launcher, and the gravity gun, which I think is the only reason people like this game. It's basically just telekinesis, like in Psi-Ops, but it's always fun to play around with. There are a few puzzles in the game but they're annoying and detract from the experience rather than add to it; they're mostly just moving the environment around in ways a three-year-old could figure out. Like: 'gee, here's an empty basket hanging from a rope, with the other end attached to a hatch. I guess I'll put these cinderblocks in this basket to lower it and raise the hatch.' Honestly I'd rather just grab a keycard, swipe it in a slot, and keep going than waste time doing something boring just to move on.
As for the rest of Valve's stuff, quick review: haven't played Counterstrike in long enough that I wouldn't feel it fair to comment on; Portal was only funny the first time, stfu with all the catchphrases - and on that note I haven't played Portal 2 and don't really plan to; L4D is all right but it should have had a few more levels, same goes for L4D 2; Team Fortress 2 is fun from little I've played of it but I'm not a competitive gamer, so in fairness I'll say that while it's not for me it's probably the best of the lot.
Is it me or is the game going to get much harder for us? D:
"Ok, that should fix ya up. Now I gotta get to the boss; try not to hurt yourself," Dom admonished him as she made her way to Tarran. "OK, sit down. Let me see what I can do for ya." After getting shocked he probably needed some medical attention.
"I'm fine, it's just a little jolt. Now, help me with this goddamn door before this idiot-" *points at James* "-kills himself kicking the door. "
Try the door again, requesting help from anyone around.
James would like to go back to the main group since he failed to break th edoor down.
Head over to the unconcious Immortal, Mind probe him. If I can't do this for whatever reason, Try and remove the armour from it. Also laugh at Tarran/James.
It does not work like that!
im thinking we need to force the door open, perhaps lasers at the edges combined with Dom and perhaps harry forhing it open
BOOYAH FOR TOUGH CHICKS! It's kind of sad that of the five of us, I have the highest endurance and the second highest strength, and wolfchild has the second highest endurance. :P Just a question, though. I have a lot of #/8ths. Would it be possible to just roll all of that into one or two skill points when we reshuffle the skills?
I mean all the crippling since 3/5 of us have endurance as a kinda dump stat (thus we will all get crippled very, very quickly) and the medicine requiring a advanced medical kit to remove bullets.
"Sure thing." James went over and gave Tarran the ammo, then, nto having larned that this door isn't opening, repeatedly shot it with all of hsi weapons nd then pushed at it, shot it, push, shoot in a cycle."
Oh wait they're infront of it?
Well action change time, derp. James started pushing at the door.
Where are the updates for all?
"I don't know if you can feel it or not, but we're slowly freezing to death. I think my impatience is justified. At least, this time it is. I'm not planning on becoming the latest caveman to be found in ice. As soon as we get out, you can work on me. Until then, HELP ME."
"Well, if you'd stop moving around like an impatient asshole I could be done a lot quicker, boss," Dom said, menacing him with the stapler. "Hey, James? You mind grabbing that flechette rifle?" she yelled over her shoulder. "It might come in handy soon. Get the Jormungandr ammo too and give it to boss, he probably needs it."
See if I can grab the last memory from the Immortal. Regardless of whether that succeeds or not, kill the Immortal afterwards.
"Oh shut up about the cold, It's not that bad yet..."
James started pushing at the door.
Harry tells everyone to give him room to work, and applies thermal paste to seperate the door from it's locking mechanism, with some brute force if required
"OH, !@#$! NOT THE ANTS AGAIN!" James frantically helped them close the door securely. "Guys! A mesed up door like this isn't going to hold them in very well! It's only going to be a bit of a distraction! We need something hot or explosive, or one of you use those psionic powers of yours!"
"...Bloody hell. First you complain about the cold and now some bugs. Sometimes I wonder if you slept up to being squad leader."Oh screw you. No, not in that way."
Assist in closing the door "whats the panic with the ants?""They literally swarm you and bring you down. It's not fun."
Edit: Wait, a moment. I think that's everyone. Running turn.Already? :o Yay.
Draignan, I'm full aware they can't hew through steel. I also realize we're not going to be able to vacuum-seal the door we just screwed up, and there may very well be room for the ants to slip through.
*misunderstanding facepalm*
Dom finished her work on Tarran, put the medkit away, and walked out into the corridor. "Oh, fuck that," she said upon seeing the ants. She immediately moved to the other door and started wrenching it closed; she wasn't about to let those insect assholes get down here, too.
"OW! DOM, GODDAMMIT PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD TAKE SOME LESSONS IN CAREFULNESS. Urgh. Anyway, we really should close that door. Now."
Close the door to the outside, quick.
"OH, !@#$! NOT THE ANTS AGAIN!" James frantically helped them close the door securely. "Guys! A mesed up door like this isn't going to hold them in very well! It's only going to be a bit of a distraction! We need something hot or explosive, or one of you use those psionic powers of yours!"
"Well, Saun'll be glad it's being used to kill someone painfully. I'm going to scoop up some of the ants in it, psionically agitate them then pour them on a victim"
Assist in closing the door "whats the panic with the ants?"
Wait, when were we ever immune to smoke? I kinda forgot/don't think I've ever heard that we were immune.
"Dude. You collected those damn ants. Don't talk to ME about sanity," Dom said. "Anyway I don't think ANY of us are carrying something for an ant farm. Why don't you try to set up a psychic shield or somethin' on the helmet, that should make 'em stay put."
Oh, I just thought of something that made me go :3 immediately. Tarran and I aren't affect by smoke at all anymore, are we? So we can use smoke grenades to even greater advantage now?
Draignean. That was the complete opposite of my action. "Help them close the door"=/= "charge into the hallway".
...Remind me to not live around where you live. I don't drink coffee, but sometimes I drink mountain dew. And I also would rather not be randomly hit on the head. :o
...Remind me to not live around where you live. I don't drink coffee, but sometimes I drink mountain dew. And I also would rather not be randomly hit on the head. :o
I don't drink coffee either, vile brew designed as an emetic but that someone put on the wrong shelf and it ended up being sold. (Same thing happened with mountain oysters and calf fries.)
Diet coke/pepsi/Dr.pepper or tea for me, coffee only if there is no other alternative and I happen to have milk on hand.
...Remind me to not live around where you live. I don't drink coffee, but sometimes I drink mountain dew. And I also would rather not be randomly hit on the head. :o
I don't drink coffee either, vile brew designed as an emetic but that someone put on the wrong shelf and it ended up being sold. (Same thing happened with mountain oysters and calf fries.)
Diet coke/pepsi/Dr.pepper or tea for me, coffee only if there is no other alternative and I happen to have milk on hand.
I do drink coffey, but i understand it's an aquired taste, plus if you have only ever drunk instant i understand why you dislike it
Eh, I think it's just 'cause all of us like to talk about random things. I had to stop myself from asking about Draignean's cat, for example. ^^;
I bet it's cute. :3 Sorry, I love cats. I suppose that's obvious, though...
EDIT: Also wolf, would you kindly make an action?
"tarric you are insane, from what i have heard of those ants, we want them crispy fried, not on the go" Asley and co bring up the rear of the group, ashley leveling her gun at taric in case he had any funy ideas about where to put the ants
*poke*
If Taricus changes into a girl, someone had better get me a lifetime of mind bleach...use this on him/her instead to prevent it from spreading
You might want to save that for when he turns into an animal >:3
Sorry guys, I bought the Monty Python complete edition (Every single episode ever aired plus the German ones) so I've been... pythoned for a little while.Bah, it's okay, I haven't gotten to starting my promised Sci-fi RTD so I'm not complaining. But I promise, it will be out... once I get all the goddamn rules down. D:
Like what?You are a fool.
Like what?
Even we must have standards....You're saying rick-rolling Hoke is worse than making people feel like porn?
Yeah, but that's what's left of my common sense kicking in. I'd prefer not to have our ship crashed because of such actions...
"Well, now that we have nothing to do... let's randomly go down the hallway!" *Flips clip* "It's face #1, I'm sure of it. Let's go that way." Tarran heads to the east like a idiot... an idiot with a plan. Not really, he has no plan, he just likes to think that he has a plan.
Go east For Great Justice.
"Face #1?" Dom asked with a raised eyebrow. "You and Taric are both starting to talk strangely." Nevertheless she drew her Jormungandr and fell into step beside Tarran.
"Hey, does anyone have anything to help me keep these ants in the helmet or do I get to put them down someone's uniform?"
James ran for his life away from the ants. "Swaaarrrm aaanntttssssss!"
"tarric you are insane, from what i have heard of those ants, we want them crispy fried, not on the go" Asley and co bring up the rear of the group, ashley leveling her gun at taric in case he had any funy ideas about where to put the ants
"You know does anyone here actually know what we're doing? I mean we're just flipping clips of ammunition here. Seriously? We should probably discuss what we're doing before we just randomly walk off. I mean seriously.""We have absolutely no idea where to go to find Hoke, and absolutely have no idea where anything is. You go and try and make up a plan."
"Well, you could help me reapir this bro- I think I have an idea." Tie broken pad to helmet to keep the ants in it while I think of a better solution/container.
And I bumped this without using bump :P*Bumps ship-sized Railgun into you and fires it*
Hate to say it, but you missed :PDid I mention I stuck a big magnet on you?
"Yeah, you have to wait more than five minutes for a bump, boss.""...What the hell are you talking about?"
"Yeah, you have to wait more than five minutes for a bump, boss.""...What the hell are you talking about?"
"I hate you all anyway so I regret nothing but my death. I don't regret you guys' deaths." *Squish*
"I hate you all anyway so I regret nothing but my death. I don't regret you guys' deaths." *Squish*
:'( :'( :'(
You're not my bro anymore x3 combo.
Hey, this conversation is OOC, the regret here is that it died due to author existance faliure :P
"I hate you all anyway so I regret nothing but my death. I don't regret you guys' deaths." *Squish*
:'( :'( :'(
You're not my bro anymore x3 combo.You're not a bro in the game. You're a gal. :P
Ed: I sort of feel stupid right now.
I actually thought serious was a girl for the longest time, it was slight mental gear shift when I realized he wasn't.
And, uhhh, I was wrong about my comment 5 posts ago. Sorry.
"'Overworking is detrimental to your health'. AI, would you please have some goddamn sense and realise that absolutely no-one can survive 372 days of continuous work without going insane or die?" Tarran says to the AI while bobbing his head to the left and right.
"I'm with you, Dom. I'd suggest getting your Abassy out and also keeping your smoke grenade ready in case they lay down heavy weapons in the hall or they charge us suddenly." Tarran says, wielding his Jormungandr. He then realizes he has 3 Chimera pistols and he isn't three-handed. He drops the two unloaded ones.
"What, are you guys blind or somethin'?" Dom asked. "I can see just fine too." They WERE all walking very carefully, like they couldn't see anything... except Tarran, who insisted on throwing clips around and calling them faces. Maybe it was some rebel thing, she didn't know anything about it after all. It didn't seem like there was any danger at the moment as they took the left turn, but that was no reason to drop her guard... especially when Taric managed to open a door with the keycard he had found. "I'll go first. Boss, you cover me, OK?" she said, then entered and kept her eyes to the right, on the doors.
"How are you guys able to see so well? is it something to do with your freaky mind powers, but if so why is it only you and Tarran who can dom?" After this question Ash keeps her boys in rearguard but readies her Leanishae and stands next to the door, prepapairing to give Dom cover fire if neccisary
"Ah. So these guys only got suited last year then? Nice to know that they'll have modern weaponry." Enter the room.
Go down the hall, searching the doors and stuff.
What, you're just ending yourself rather then taking us with you? That's strangly kind of you :PDid I mention this gun fires mini-nukes?
Also, what all guns are ya'll missing images for?Not really sure. I think everything but the Abassy, Basilisk (outdated non-PMG image from me, will be updated sometime), Chimera, Dybbuk, Ichneumon (outdated non-PMG image, will update), Jormungandr (outdated non-PMG image, will update), Kapre, Laelaps (outdated non-PMG image, will update), Leanashe (outdated non-PMG image, will update), Piru, Wolfkin, and Sleipnir are not done yet.
Also, for a possible Inchumon: (http://img11.imageshack.us/img11/2060/longshotsniper.th.jpg) (http://imageshack.us/photo/my-images/11/longshotsniper.jpg/)Too small for my tastes. :3 It'd work good for a different sniper, though.
That's the battery.I think it would've been better if you had just covered up the fragile bit completely. Dirt or any other crap that gets in there may effect the weapon. Stray bullets hitting it would likely dislodge the focusing element. Still, doesn't really matter.
<_<
>_>
Here, then:(http://img15.imageshack.us/img15/162/basilisk2u.th.jpg) (http://imageshack.us/photo/my-images/15/basilisk2u.jpg/)
Moved the battery, added another focusing element (The bit you said looked fragile..).
An Irin? Here: (http://img155.imageshack.us/img155/7296/irinparticleshotgun.th.jpg) (http://imageshack.us/photo/my-images/155/irinparticleshotgun.jpg/)That cell is absurdly long. And once again, fragile bits.
I don't really have a problem with fragile bits exposed. I mean, realistically, yeah, that's problem, but in system terms it only will be if we blow a roll really hard. ^^;Well, you can really only look at it realistically because an image has no effect on an in-game weapon. At all. So you have to find something to base it on.
looks this is tarran here (http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/GunsAkimbo)Nah, my guy is horrible at dual wielding. He's shot his friends more than his enemies when dual wielding. :P
cant find anything fitting to taric he is... unique.
And, how do you put a link in a word? I have no idea how to put a link except for hyperlinks.URL tag. This image: (http://www.bay12forums.com/smf/Themes/core/images/bbc/url.gif)
[url=http://www.bay12forums.com/smf/index.php?action=unread]Example.[/url]
At least my character is less screwed up than him. Also, we need http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/MoreDakkai just did it for the first time... its hard to me atleast
And, how do you put a link in a word? I have no idea how to put a link except for hyperlinks.
"Compensating for somethin', boss?" :P Come on, you were practically begging for that with the spoiler title.At first, I thought this was one of those generic insults.
Serious, are you an Elder god? Because you are certainly matching Taricus in insanity when not playing as Dom. And I believe Taricus said yes when I asked him if he was an elder god.
Naturally, this includes an EXTREMELY oversized barrel, despite how unrealistic it is.
All right, time for me to finally draw up a character sheet for ya'll.Spoiler (click to show/hide)
And, yes, this is a SERIOUSLY messed up character.
i realy shouldnt ask this but what tropes do you think apply to ash?
Inquire as to who those filthy, heavily armed people are, and where the hell they think they're going.
Pretty sure the waitlist is wolfchild / Ahra / Talarion if you want to join. ^^
Jeez, Draignean. That post was two months ago (and a hundred and ten pages back). :P I only remembered they were both on it.
EDIT: And that waiting list needs updating, Tal ain't even on it. :P
Yeah, he did. Surprised me, too. :\
Yeah, he did. Surprised me, too. :\Not so much with me. I mean, in The Westlands RTD, he was... I don't know if it's hostile or just trashmouthing, but he looked pretty mean in my thread. So it wasn't much of a surprise.
We ever find out why, or will it remain one of the great mysteries of our time?Can't really remember as he was removed from the moderation list, but I think it was one of these three things:
"Shit," Dom cursed under her breath as James yelled out. "Hold on, we're coming!" she yelled, running into the room he had opened and quickly sweeping it for hostiles. If there were any, they had already vanished, and she lowered the rifle. "You all right dude?" she asked, putting a hand on James's shoulder to steady him. "Thought for sure you were a goner, man." Sure that he was going to be all right, she investigated the room for ammo, keycards, armor, a computer terminal, anything that might prove useful... although if she found a terminal she would point it out to Taric rather than fool with it herself. He had said he was a hacker way back when they first arrived on this planet... moon... thing, after all, so he'd do better with it than she would.
"Whoa, who found the disco room?" Tarran said jokingly, sarcastically, and semi-seriously.
Tarran gently shoved James out of his way and carefully entered the room, avoiding looking directly at the light, only looking at the lit sections of the room until his eyes adjusted. See what's going on in this funky room.
"*Random swearing*, Damned door..." Enter the room slowly.
"Yah! Augh, my eyes... I wasn't really ready for that... Anyway, I found a flashlight" JAmes swung the flashlight around, trying to give it to the nearest party member. "Argh, I can't really see.... I'lll get over it..."
"ooh light, finaly, "hey harry, jordan at least be THIS side of the door and dont get too dar away from us, otherwise we can't help ya if you get into trouble, and likewise in the ther direction" Ash stows her rifle, she can't see a damn thing to make having it out worthwile, instead she readies for close quaters combat and opens another door
Slaanesh is more general hedonism...and pleasure, excess, body functions and probably alcoholism and drugs, and all things mankind dont even have an name for that slaanesh was born from.
Whichever one has taken the worst beating (I can't hardly remember whether it was Dom ,Terran or someone else): http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/TonkaTough
...(I can't hardly remember whether it was Dom ,Terran or someone else):...
...Terran...Must... resist... urge... to... murder...
...OK, that's enough. ::) Pyro, misspelling his name once in a while is understandable and he should chill out a little the first time it happens, but doing it repeatedly just to try to piss him off is being an ass. Zako, stop encouraging it.Hey, hey, I'm not really angry most of the time. Just mildly annoyed. Mostly just acting.
Alright, I'll knock it off.I'll be sure to Dual Wield snipers around you.
Tarran.Just don't dual wield around me.[/badjokethatnolongerapplies]
Ninja'd by Serious.
Let's put it this way. This is me towards Tarran. (http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/TheOnlyOneAllowedToDefeatYou) :PAnd some sort of trope similar to this?
Yeah, and that. Maybe this (http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/HypocriticalHeartwarming) too at times. ;)
Frequently a sign of Belligerent Sexual Tension
This trope revolves around a couple, usually a sweet but quickly angered female paired with a secretly-kind jerk, who are not able to admit their feelings. At the top of their lungs.Oh dear god.
Despite the conflict, there is an attraction. This is obvious to everyone around except the couple. Confront them with the obvious, they'll deny deny deny. Sometimes they will progress to admitting their friendship but insist they are Just Friends.
May include an impassioned speech on what Alice will do to Charlie if he ever dares disrespect Bob again... before the payoff that it's not because she doesn't want Bob to be abused, it's because doing so is her job, dammit!
Right... How do the stealth mechanics in this game work anyway?
Stealth vs Observation with appropriate modifiers to both, I'm pretty sure. I think at one point I did snap a heavily-armored guy's neck a while back. :3
As for luck, Luck should be everywhere. It should be rolled when putting your shoes on. It should be rolled when going to the bathroom (failure results in having your head fall into the toilet). It should be rolled when opening a door (failure results in a bloody nose). It should be rolled when walking down a stairs (do I need to explain failure?).
...More seriously, I have the opinion that luck should be rolled whenever there's the potential for absolute disaster or absolute awesomeness. Or when something being done is using a not invented yet and won't be invented skill. Or when you just want to roll instead of make up a result for something.
Wait, James has 0 dex and he's supposed to be a melee fighter?
Powder, have you never played any games where lack of dex=never hitting?
then you may become known as the Fist hammer when you may hit.
Sound about right, Draggy Boy.
"Man, this is one funky room. I wonder what other silliness can be found in the other rooms."
Open the east door.
"Nice. Anyone ming going through that cabinet, I don't think the former owner is going to be using anything in there. Possibly an officer's items in there. I'm going to-bloody ants, stay in there." Go through the cabinet.
"I'll go and check on her," Dom volunteered. "You guys be careful, all right?" she said to her teammates as she left the room to go see what Ash was up to. She entered the room and looked around, ready to point out anything interesting, like an item or a light switch, to Ashley. Man, that office sucked. Damn ugly.
"Hay can one of you guys who can see anything come to this room, i have no idea what i have found, il gonna see if i can stumble on a light switch for now" Be as good as my word, and attempt to find a light switch
James, while trying to get over being dazzled, tried to go through the area where Harry and Jordan were.
Draig, you put some of that convo into my turn quote I think, it freaked me out. Explore the room for useful/interesting stuff
James frantically attempted to fight the pain and figure out what it was... it was in his head, could it be a remnant from thaat dream torture? Yes... that was very likely, and James had felt similar pain to it during the western showdown... oh god no. It was still there... What could he do to fight it? He suspected that it would take control if he succumbed to the pain, so he redoubled his efforts to fight the pain, and hoping the ththing could read his thoughts, he thought as clearly as he could (without saying it): "I'm with a band of Unchained, openly fighting the Technocracy. What else do you want?"fix´d
*To self, silently* "Huh, this carpet must be made of funky stuff."
Feel the carpeting, then open the next door.
Steal some of the jewelry, take the Holo then attept to start up the terminal. "Fuckin' hell james! You idiot!"
James frantically attempted to fight the pain and figure out what it was... it was in his head, could it be a remnant from thaat dream torture? Yes... that was very likely, and James had felt similar pain to it during the western showdown... oh god no. It was still there... What could he do to fight it? He suspected that it would take control if he succumbed to the pain, so he redoubled his efforts to fight the pain, and hoping the ththing could read his thoughts, he thought as clearly as he could (without saying it): "I'm with a band of Unchained, openly fighting the Technocracy. What else do you want?"
Dom nodded to Ash. "Good work with that, whatever it was. Looks like you'll be all right here. I'll try the next room over." She headed into the corridor and tried the third room on the southern wall, Abassy ready just in case.
Explore the room for useful/interesting stuff
I'm guessing memory foam, although I have no idea why you would want to carpet a room with it. :-\Maybe this is a... Taricus room?
...Are you trying to insinuate something, Draignean? :P (Clarification: The only instance we've seen of it so far is in a porn magazine...)
you probably need advanced radiation surgery for that powder.
Alright, I'm taking the carpet too >:3Taric+Unlimited amount of memory foam=OH GOD PLEASE TELL ME HE CAN'T MODIFY THAT.
Hm, then how can we deal with the fungus?you probably need advanced radiation surgery for that powder.
Won't help, the problem is that he literally has a fungus growing in his head. Killing it would be fairly straightforwards, the problem is that letting the fungus die while it's in your head would be... uncomfortable.
Would extreme amounts of Psionics stop the growth of the fungus without killing it if used correctly? I don't know why I thought of that, but I just did.
Damn, sounds like Powder doesn't have much longer without some serious aid.
Hm, then how can we deal with the fungus?
Would extreme amounts of Psionics stop the growth of the fungus without killing it if used correctly? I don't know why I thought of that, but I just did.
So, essentially we have to turn James into a test subject to save his life?YAY! Screwing around with someone's brain and mind for educational purposes :3
Welp, I'm sure Taricus will be happy.
Serious now does Psi-Therapy as part of her Serious Aidtm package!And in extremely small text of the Serious AidTM agreement there is:
And in extremely small text of the Serious AidTM agreement there is:
We are not responsible for any damage done to you by an angry buff woman who is absolutely not good for a date. This includes: Altering of behavior, altering of memories, altering of self-identified gender, altering of emotions, altering of sanity, or any missing brain matter.
Making people believe their true gender is the exact opposite, basically.And in extremely small text of the Serious AidTM agreement there is:
We are not responsible for any damage done to you by an angry buff woman who is absolutely not good for a date. This includes: Altering of behavior, altering of memories, altering of self-identified gender, altering of emotions, altering of sanity, or any missing brain matter.
Explain yourself. :3
Ah, OK. Makes sense then, although that sounds more like something Taric would do... ^.^;
Grr there has to be soem clue here, was the writing on the screen that bastard tormenting her, did he know where they were in the facility? She sure hoped not had one last look for something interesting, and tried to understand the message specifically"
Ah, OK. Makes sense then, although that sounds more like something Taric would do... ^.^;
Indeed, I would peg Dom more for a routine of stomping on their man-parts until they wished they were women and thus lacked man-parts to be victimized by the aforementioned crushing.
Ah, OK. Makes sense then, although that sounds more like something Taric would do... ^.^;
Indeed, I would peg Dom more for a routine of stomping on their man-parts until they wished they were women and thus lacked man-parts to be victimized by the aforementioned crushing.
Funny thing, that is actually a stereotype. Women are just as vunerable as men when being stomped on down there. Thinner pelvic bones. It's quite serious if a woman gets one of those broken, even deadly at times.
That would have to be some fast-acting brain cancer. :P All he really needs are some anti-fungal meds.
Ohhh, Can I drag him into the closet with me? :3
Hmm... Radiation treatment that could zap the fungus? Also, is it OK for James and Taric to be in the closet if Tarran or Dom is there to supervise? :3 (Not me. I would be more of a hindrance than a help there, but if I had to be in-character it's a whole 'nother story.)
Aww. Can I bring anyone else instead? :3
You really shouldn't be surprised when you have to use brain bleach around Taricus, you know.
Wait, you need brain bleach for the safest option?!
Deviation- 22 has been added to the Hall of Legends! *da-durrr* It could use a brief descriptor, though.
Hooray! We're in!
"What? Are there hostiles?!" Grab the med kit and rush towards James while trying subconsciously to remember what the carpet feels like.
Hack the system, bypass the main login screen and attempt to gain root access.
Dom turned and saw Tarran and Ash's medic running to take care of James. Eh... boss doesn't really know what he's doing, but three people'd be one too many. I might as well keep a lookout, stay out of their way or somethin'. She turned back to the door. "Yeah. Tell Adam he can kiss my scarred ass. Fuckin' computers." She flipped it off despite that not having any effect whatsoever on the situation and went back to Ash. Once the girl was done with that room she'd let her know this other door was being a piece of shit and refusing to open, and maybe some of those commands she had tried earlier would work.
Grr there has to be soem clue here, was the writing on the screen that bastard tormenting her, did he know where they were in the facility? She sure hoped not had one last look for something interesting, and tried to understand the message specifically"
"Augh! I knew they weren't letting me off, but I didn't know they were planning to kill me! Oh god... Oh god... What do I do to save myself?"
Hack the sytem alarm, SHUT IT OFF. Then get into the system.
You know, it really sucks to be everyone not me right now...
Hack the sytem alarm, SHUT IT OFF. Then get into the system.
You know, it really sucks to be everyone not me right now...
What makes you say that?
Hack the sytem alarm, SHUT IT OFF. Then get into the system.
You know, it really sucks to be everyone not me right now...
What makes you say that?
Indeed, Taric. All we have to do is hide in other rooms while the enemies go right for you. >.>
Dom explained to Ash that this other door down the way refused to open on account of it being a personal room and the guy who owned it not being around to open it, and asked if she could try speaking to it to get it to open.
Yeah, in the first couple of turns I was in the game, when my time was supposed to be running differently anyway. Jerk.
Yeah, in the first couple of turns I was in the game, when my time was supposed to be running differently anyway. Jerk.Uh, no. Not the first turns. I mean these turns. In addition, when Draignean wants you to clarify things, you tend to take a while.
Enough.Eh, Jerk was coming anyway.
Powder you have been late before, of the five you are often the last to post your action. There is nothing wrong with that, it does not however give you much credit to go around calling people jerks with.
Running turn a little later, but there will be one today. This damn drought is getting to me...
'Aight, I just wanted to make sure, I'd hate to have you get mulched later because of bad GM communication...
It'd be a lot of fun to have you attempt to speak russian though...
"YA proshchayu babushki dlya nuzhdayushchihsya mne novyĭ prachkoĭ!" (I forgive my grandmother to me needing a new washerwoman!")
Hack the sytem alarm, SHUT IT OFF. Then get into the system.
"No, I don't think he needs i-" *Sees and hears the doors nearby close* "Uhhh..." *Points at Harry* "Do you still have some of that explosive stuff? I think we might need some of it. My companion is still in there."
Frustrated, Ashley Enters the word "Never" into the box and hits enter, if that does not work Ash barely resists the temptation to punch the screen with a point wrist blade, and then goes to see what Dom wanted.
Jordan will dope or not dope at Tarrans instruction, Harry will try to look stoic
"Ill wake up now. The others will be... worried about me."
"Gah... I have a bit of explaining to do. When the technocrats had me, they had been putting me through some kind of dream tprture before I woke up on that ship, leaving me with a seperately-intelligent subconscious who it appears has the power to knock me out- I believe it was bio-tech-... but I've just learned they also put some...fungus in my brain they put there during the torture, and it's growing. I have three weeks before it basically starts eating my brain and driving me mad, and then another week before it drives mmy... inner me "mad" and since it regulates my heart, when that happens, I die. Unless we find medical facilities or something." He then saw Taric. "And what is this talk about drugging me? And... what did Taric do??"
What, you never heard of Cave Story? I'm sure Tarran recognizes it. :DThat's a wild guess...
POST YOUR ACTION NOW!To James. "Intelligent Sub-conscious? Fungus in the brain? Man, they can do weird shit these days. What will they think of next? Total control over your own body?"
Looking at Harry. "Didn't work? Dammit, do you want to try again? Or should I get Dom and see if she can't use her mind or whatever to break that door?"
After that though I'll run this thing.
Find the firewall's directory and delete it from there, then proceed with the hacking.
*Shouting* "DOM! Taric screwed himself over and we can't help him. Would you come over and try and break the door down with your mind or something?"
James got up and facepalmed. "Really should have thought that through. Oh well. You'll see when the scan comes." He turned to the door to see Dom standing in a funny position in front of the door. "Huh. Wonder what she's doing."
"Sure dom, lets see if I can bluff this door into opening, il get back to that terminal later ... what type of Idiot puts the most obvious answer as his or her password?"
Use part of the wreaked door to seal the ants into the helmet, Then ready the frankie for COMBAT!
Ninja Taric indeed :D
I said part, didn't I? if it isn't in a usable form, make it so.
Actually last time I hit it with a force of 5,000 pounds. :P I'm not quite sure what that's equivalent to in real life, but I think a car wreck at about 40 MPH? I dunno. Not too certain on force measurement, science isn't my strong point. :-\
X has been referred to as one of the most environmentally friendly or "green" cities in the world
X is known for its large number of microbreweries and microdistilleries, as well as its coffee enthusiasm.
X is home to a diverse array of artists and arts organizations, and was named in 2006 by American Style magazine as the tenth best Big City Arts Destination in the U.S.
X has a growing restaurant scene, and among three nominees, was recognized by the Food Network Awards as their "Delicious Destination of the Year: A rising city with a fast-growing food scene" for 2007.
The X metropolitan area has transportation services common to major U.S. cities, though X's emphasis on proactive land-use planning and transit-oriented development within the urban growth boundary means that commuters have multiple well-developed options. Even further, X has been recognized as the tenth most walkable city in the nation.
:P Google says you gave away your city and state. So to be fair I'll respond with Belton. I'm not gonna tell you what road I live on though because you'd think I'm lying. :-\
:P Google says you gave away your city and state. So to be fair I'll respond with Belton. I'm not gonna tell you what road I live on though because you'd think I'm lying. :-\Dammit. You and your goddamn fancy Google.
Holy shit Dominique, keep that goddamn pistol away from me.WHAT.
Congratulations on pushing your damage into the quad digit range* though.
*Yes, the system is working as it should. I'm actually fairly pleased with the current results.
Causing the thing to stagger backwards as its internal balance fails to cope with unexpected situation: Fist.
Well Tarran you had ample opportunity for awesome, but you failed BOTH of your critical confirm checks. Then you proceeded to learn why people wear bulletproof vests.:( I r sad.
You did a grand total of 3 damage to the thing's actual health.
Why not? ;DThey punch, kick and generally fight very hard and dirty (NOT LIKE THAT!) I prefer my limbs intact...
"If you want to figure out, maybe you should check the door. Maybe you'll find out who. I have no idea."
Get ready to cowboy-draw my Sleipnirs.
"I'd listen to him, he has a point," Dom said, stepping aside. "We were just wondering that ourselves, I mean that's a heavy door. Maybe you should go in and check it out." When the last deadhead passed her, she was shooting it in the back of the skull with her Abassy.
Use part of the wreaked door to seal the ants into the helmet, Then ready the frankie for COMBAT!
"DAMMIT DOM!, YOU WREAKED THE EMITTER!"
Im assuming Ash notices the deadhads?
Silently Ash lines up her fingers with one of the deadheads, ready to open fire with her javalin as soon as everyone else opens up
Harry Staps the nearest one as son as hostilities commence, and activates his Aegis if the bad guys are not al dead after the initial flurry
Jordan Pulls out his Laser rifle as soon as the bad guys are not looking at him
"Worry about that later! We still got hostiles!" Dom yelled at Taric. Focusing on Deadhead 2, she attempted to telekinetically lift it up and throw it against the other one to knock them both down.
That's 20 stamina for 300 pounds, so that should cover it. Hmm... If I put in another 10 stamina to make it 450 pounds lifted, could I throw the poor bastard even harder than normally? Because if so, then yeah, I'm putting in 30. :3
The emitter is an emitter.So it's a terminal then? That data is on a central server (Possibly able to be accessed via the computer in the other room?)
It's a really complicated VCR, it doesn't have any permanent storage on it.
The emitter is an emitter.So it's a terminal then? That data is on a central server (Possibly able to be accessed via the computer in the other room?)
It's a really complicated VCR, it doesn't have any permanent storage on it.
It's a really complicated VCR,
So a complex DVD player then?
We're waiting on... Tarran.
I think that's a first.
Wow, yeah, we are. Huh. o.OFor crying out loud guys, the turn was posted at 4AM my time, and my friend came over as soon as I woke up.
...Tarran? Tarran! TARRRRRANNNN!!! *dun da dun ta dun dun dunnn!*
"Rrrah!" James continued to pummel it, launching an uppercut to the chin and trying to follow with a right hook to the side of its head.
"Worry about that later! We still got hostiles!" Dom yelled at Taric. Focusing on Deadhead 2, she attempted to telekinetically lift it up and throw it against the other one to knock them both down.
Cannabilize the deadheads for something to seal the helmet up with, and take one of the distruptors. "Wait, why'd it call me Pyotr Ivanov?"
All: Ruthlessly destroy the remaining deadhead, if it's killed quickly Ash gets her mechanical bypass kit out and proceedes to deal with the stubborn door
So, for the random curious person, what was it?
"Hah! ...Anyway, I'm going to turn the light on, everyone tell me when you're ready." James covered his eye, and turned on the orb lightstand
"Well, that was really unnecessary violence. How fitting for us, eh Dom?"
He looked at James. "Go ahead, I'll go check this last door." Open the last unopened door at the end of the hall. Avoid getting blinded by James.
"Hey dom! I have the door open, by the way what were those Deadheads doing that made us need to shoot em? Aaaanyway theres a dead dude here and I want to deal with him so we can explore the room. Hey! Jordan, come over here a sec and tell me how this guy died."
Ash procedes to listen to Jordan's report and mentally tells herself to Never and in no uncertain tems, PISS OFF DOM!
"Good one, James," Dom said, lightly slugging the guy on the shoulder. It looked like he had some pretty good brawling skills, and she always respected that. Maybe they could throw down later. She also nodded to Harry, since he had finished off the other deadhead soundly. "Yep. No problem though, boss. After all that with the guys in the weird suits and the forest and New Hensfield I needed to kick somebody's ass." She was definitely feeling better about things now. Taric asked what to do now, and she thought about it.
"I bet the reason these buckets of scrap called you Pyotr or whatever is because this was his office," she guessed. Ashley informed her that the door she had wanted open was now open. "If you want to do something, come with me. Maybe we'll find a computer or somethin' in here," she said, indicating the door Ash had opened. She walked over to the other girl and knelt next to the dead body. "Those deadheads? Eh, I dunno... Taric was probably trying to look up porn or somethin'. This is a church, after all." Rather than touch the thing herself - who knew where it had been - she lifted it up telekinetically and moved it out of everybody's way.
"Hey, don't accuse me at looking at anything when I couldn't get into the system before you broke it. But that sounds reasonable, just as long as she doesn't talk." Head to the newly opened room.
she tried never in russian on an stupid riddle
"Hey guys, I found a Barracks or something! It has lockers. Wish me luck in finding actually useful stuff!"
Looting spree, go!
"Didn't say there was, dude. I said there might be," Dom said as she walked back out into the corridor and grabbed one of the stun clubs off of the deadheads. Ah, these things are fun. I think I'll grab another. In fact she took all four of them... but she was willing to hand two of them over if asked. Afterward, she followed after Tarran and looked around the barracks. "Well, I'm gonna take a break. Let me know if you need my help breaking one of those open, boss," she said, indicating the lockers, as she found a clean-looking, unoccupied bunk and laid down. Using her psionics so much was making her a little worn down and a quick rest would do a lot for her mood.
James took the least damaged armor. "I really need some armor, don't want to get turned into cinders.... Anyway, I wonder what's in that box," James said as he attempted to open.
"Well, it's grizzley but still, better to have a sidearm than not, i'm going back into that other room to root arround with the terminal"
Ash: Strap on the manticore pistol and try to use the console in the second room
"I'm coming with, if only due to the fact that there isn't much else to do right now."
Once again displaying your ability to go to sleep anywhere- Sounds like me. :P I can sleep standing up.
*bumps the thread*
"Dammit, I haven't found any-freaking-thing useful yet." Tarran grumbled.
Walk out, down the hall, and back to the intersection. Quietly. Waiting for something to happen, and to avoid ambushes.
Dom continued to sleep it off, but being in an unsafe place kept her on edge so her sleep was light and dreamless, ready to wake at the slightest disturbance.
"I'm not finished with it yet, and you staring over my shoulder is creepy so NO! If you leave me alone while I do this then the answer is "I will try"" Ash then procedes to continue looking, specifically at the research data
"Dang box..." James continued to try to open the box, throwing it, hitting it, hitting it with th e butt of his gun, with a stun baton, throwing uit again, throwing it again, and then finally just getting angry and punting it across the room. Then searching for any ways to open it that DON'T involve beating it, hsi stress relieved.
Wait, what is that door doing there...?
Open dat door to the east.
Dom, unaware she was doing so, attempted to enter a lucid dream state through her dormant passive empathic abilities. "Are you lost?" she called out to the child, attempting to follow it from one odd place to another and see if she could find out what was so important about it. She didn't even know if it was a boy or girl, or how old it was, or anything; just a shape in the distance being guarded by some of the things meandering through her rest.
Go to Tarran
James briefly attempted to cover the name or something- his name wasn't Simone Taggart, and he assumed the owner had died when the Immortals presumably came in to kill everyone-, before going to show Tarran- who really seemed like someone who would know about weapons extensively- his find, after also punching the remains of the box to test the thing.
Ashley Searches the whole thing for any more references to argos, then logs off because taric was still being a creepy SOB
Tarran and Taric both have empathetics of some sort,My skills: 5 Marksman. 2 Talking 1 Dodging, 5 Passive Kinetics (+4/8ths Dodging).
So... keep him talking so we can learn more of the plot, or bail Dom out before things get, eh, uncomfortable?Bail.
*Whispers* "Contact, slow, down the hall. It sounds large. Unknown hostility. James, tell the others. Taric, get ready. Take cover."
Dive behind cover, hug up against the south wall of the hallway to the west. Grab my Jormungandr.
"Well, we aren't going to find out what it is hiding." Enter into the hallway slowly, crouching and keeping my ears sharp.
Dom considered the being in front of her. She didn't think this was something she could solve with her fists, and it was probable he had underestimated her mental defenses. Next time he tried something, he might get through. She couldn't allow that. At all. So, she reacted like she usually did. "You're just a prick," she snapped. "Who the hell do you think you are, trying to get into people's brains uninvited? My thoughts and memories are my own, thank you, and if you try that again I'll belt you one so hard your real body will feel it." Er... if he IS just some jerkoff trying that thing Taric does where he creeps into people's minds...
"Why don't you act civilized? I might consider answering a question of yours if you answer one of mine," she said, trying to stall while she figured out a way to wake herself up. She wasn't sure exactly how she would go about doing that, but maybe if she was lucky the boss's would run into some kind of problem he needed muscle for and come get her, or send someone to do it. "What the hell is that over there?" she asked, gesturing at the memorial with her thumb.
James did as Tarran said to, rushing off to wake Dom and tell her about the incoming hostile.
Ash decided that ueyes she would do it, Harry and Jordan respond to Tarran's cries, Harry goes to help while Jordan fetches Ash
"All clear, not hostile." You say as you break from the group and walk the rest of the distance at the deadhead lying inactive in the path of a sliding door. The door is powered and is still attempting to close, at which point it hits the deadhead. Then it pauses and slides open again, making the Swish-thump sound you heard. You probably didn't need a half-dozen soldiers to help you with this, but better safe than sorry. Toeing the corpse you notice something different about it, it's still juicy, and even more unusual for a deadhead is the fact that it's emaciated. This one must have died recently,[int 2] no real way to tell how recently though.
"Thank God we were here Mr. captain sir, I don't know how you could have survived the sliding door without six people with guns to help you." Taric drawls from behind you.
Dominique patted James on the shoulder in thanks as she moved past him and kept the Abassy up... until she, too, saw what was causing the noise that had boss on edge. With a quiet sigh of relief, she holstered the gun. Could be worse... she thought when Taric taunted Tarran. At about that point, Ash looked at her and asked if she had a rough night. Dom managed a smile in her direction. "I've had worse. You should see this scar I've got on my..." she trailed off. Taric at least would probably be overly interested in that particular scar. Being defenestrated and having to have someone else pull the shards of glass out is never fun, she thought, frowning as she recalled the incident. That was probably the most embarrassing trip to the doctor she'd ever had.
Also: Hope you're feeling better, Draignean. ^^;
I was thinking more like the big front windows some stores have, in this case a bar. :P Yeah, a fall like that would be fatal. Sucks for Dom but I thought it was funny.
And who says that the Technocracy doesn't have safety measures just in case someone does fall?
And who says that the Technocracy doesn't have safety measures just in case someone does fall?
Why Bother? It would probably interfere with the solar collectors anyway, and on top of that it's difficult to make oppressive 'safety' systems stick unless you let a few accidents happen every year.
And who says that the Technocracy doesn't have safety measures just in case someone does fall?
Why Bother? It would probably interfere with the solar collectors anyway, and on top of that it's difficult to make oppressive 'safety' systems stick unless you let a few accidents happen every year.
And if a Technocracy agent were to have an "accident"? It would probably be nothing more than a passive force field anyways. As in, a force field that slows your descent, not immediately stopping you.
At least Taric isn't doing the mentoring.Doomsday scenario.
Imagine HIM with access to a willing mind...
Edit: It's 2:45. I hadn't realized that. Need sleep, will finish in morning. Please do not beat with pointy sticks and large rocks.Okay, I won't beat you with pointy sticks.
...I'll be in my bunk. >.>
"Taric, shut up. If this really was something nastier, you would be thanking me right now. In combat, you don't underestimate things. For example, a simple thud could be a dog hitting a door or someone sneaking."
"Anyway, I'm going south further, because I literally cannot do anything else back at those rooms. Anyone else who was waiting, feel free to join me. Those who were doing something important, go ahead and head back."
Go south further. To the red light.
"Tarran ya wuss, It's not coming any closer..." Continue moving up into the room.
Ash decides that she was doing something important, so continues what she started
Dominique patted James on the shoulder in thanks as she moved past him and kept the Abassy up... until she, too, saw what was causing the noise that had boss on edge. With a quiet sigh of relief, she holstered the gun. Could be worse... she thought when Taric taunted Tarran. At about that point, Ash looked at her and asked if she had a rough night. Dom managed a smile in her direction. "I've had worse. You should see this scar I've got on my..." she trailed off. Taric at least would probably be overly interested in that particular scar. Being defenestrated and having to have someone else pull the shards of glass out is never fun, she thought, frowning as she recalled the incident. That was probably the most embarrassing trip to the doctor she'd ever had. She put her hand on her hip absently. "Anyway, it's probably not a good idea to go to sleep around here."
She turned to James. "So, uh, yeah. Now seems like a good time. There doesn't seem to be any danger and I'm rested up; d'you want me to try and Orient you? We could use another psionic on the team," she said. If James wasn't feeling up to trying it, though, she would just stick with Tarran for now.
Also, some of Dom's personality traits? Is James's shadow now a hard-drinking roughneck with a verbal tic of 'or something' who enjoys a good scrap and/or romance novel? :3
Which reminds me, you need to look in on the HMG that I'm testing now and tell me what you think.1: Darvi is silly, charging a HMG up close and personal.
Given what he said about the Testing Thread it's possible this is on hold until he figures out what to do about HMGs, in which case, we know we're about to run into somebody who has one. >.>100 dollars that it'll be me banging on the door.
Turn? It's been a decent while.
He has done what few others have done. And still made the game relatively interesting.
He deserves to have a religion in the RTD forum worshiping him.
Sean deserves it more, and I sure as hell ain't Sean Mirrsen.You do have a buttload more rules, though, as far as I remember based on what Multiworld was like.
Also 'relatively'? I'm almost quasi hurt. Almost.To be honest, there have been boring parts. But that's to be expected of any game, really.
Also to be fair Sean has a lot more players in his, from what I'm given to understand. The first half or so of this RTD was run with only five people counting the GM, then another quarter of it with six (Powder) and it was relatively recently that wolfchild made seven.
(Disclaimer: I mean no critique of Sean Mirrsen. I haven't read Multiworld Madness for the same reason I wouldn't read this thread if I hadn't been part of it the whole time: It's very long. :P)
Hit it. (Tarran and Taric will get Kudos for getting the reference.)Don't get it. Oh well.
PPE: As I go back over my work I realize that I've been consistently misapplying Tarran's class bonus... Technically at this point he should have a guaranteed +2 to all passive kinetics, which is enough to start creating spontaneous shields.Oh hell yes, I am now a sniper with shields.
Which he hasn't been getting. Ah well, It's been caught now.
Whenever you're attacked in combat with a slower-than-light projectile and you know it's coming you get to make a passive kinetics roll. Then for the rest of the round you gain a shield equal to five times however many points that roll was above zero. So at your level you can max make a spontaneous shield hard enough to soak 7 points of damage. Not enough to stop even a mid power bullet but enough to slow it down for your armor to deal with, plus the fact that you get a new one every round that you aren't exhausted. Don't depend on it, but don't discount it either.So, passive defense? Nice.
You rolled a 6 and an 8 (with modifiers) by the way....8? :o
It's just Taric and James vs security. ^^
You know, it's been a while since I lead the majority vote in anything, really. I would never be a president.
Now that I have the majority... Draignean, you HAVE to go back to the old style or I'll lead a pitchfork and torch mob to your home. :P
Good luck, they'll die of heatstroke and dehydration before they get within a mile. :DI'll bring a fremen mob, then. :P I'm not especially informed on the Dune series, but I believe their suits recycle water. And I'd also bet they're pretty used to desert (considering they live on a sandball).
"Well, that was unexpected. Heh heh, I never knew I had it in me, the ability to smash down doors."
*After hearing doors slamming shut behind* "Did Taric do something stupid again? Go check it out, I'll see what's in this room."
Go into the room that had recently had it's door utterly mutilated.
Dom opened her eyes. Huh, deja vu or somethin' there. She shook her head to clear it. Eh... I should probably go help one of the others do something. James has already got Taric's back so they should be all right. No clue what Ash and the boys are doing... guess that just leaves Tarran. He had last been punching down doors, or so he said. Maybe he could use a hand with it. She headed off towards where she had heard the banging noises to investigate.
Security Was going to be annoying, take it slowly and discreetly seek out the information, if detected, pull the plug
Well, I don't know that IC (Unless I do, then I'm just ditching James :P)
Taric: Lawl I'm sneaky random door time James: PUNCH ALL THE THINGS!
amirite
Well, that's if he can sneak out. Otherwise MORE BULLET!
-snip- I've decided to have you guys search a room automatically as you enter if there are no circumstances that would make such an action unfeasible or suicidal.
Nah, just give him a golden throne, Tarran gets aFixed.dreadnoughtdoor hater 9000.
Tarric can just rot while sending people intohellthe warp and back again, sacrificing millions of psionics to do so.
Meanwhile Tarran's justbeing badass.being mean to doors, shooting through them and smashing them to bits.
Well, I'll just clone myself, then put that clone into the machinery.Remember, though, your clone will eventually diverge from your point of thinking. Because our personalities DO change through time, and being in a computer is much different then being in a body. So your clone could eventually go mad with power and try to kill us like every other AI in every other movie.
Uh, how did we get from 'Taric working on bio-armor' to 'Taric clones?' ???
OOoh taric is volunteering for ... experiments
Just as long as I don't end up like the emperor. Or if I do you give me something like a dreadnought or somesuch, as I'd prefer to be shootin' shit rather then sit around all day.
Bugger that, I'll make a clone army of myself. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Tarran, you are authorised to use the Taric exterminatus virusI'll just inject all the clones with evolution virus then lock them in a big room and watch the carnage.
NO!, you need a bomb that temporarily turns off Taric's mind.
Who said it would involve a non-Taric ;D
Now I wonder what would happen if Taric's subconscious mind became a separate entity from his conscious mind...?It would mess around with his brain internals and turn the actual self into a robot. Which would not be a good thing for his actual self.
à la James.
Aye, that's actually what I'm working on. (The condensation catch in her fridge has been overflowing for a year or so and the particle board finally lost the war and dropped it through the floor.)
It's a little hard without seeing it but if you want to PM me pictures of the damage and can give recommendations and a cost estimate.
Sorry guys, I promise an update toni but Ive got to go now.
"Dom, what are you doing here...? ...nevermind, you may actually be in good timing. Something's wrong with this hallway. There may be a... presence if you know what I mean. I'll open the first door, you go for the second."
Open the first door, gun readied.
Dom nodded at Tarran and drew her carbine. "I got your back, boss. Let me know when to open it," she said, deciding not to question him. Something had gotten his wind up, and while it was true the last thing that had done so was just a malfunctioning door, it was better to be safe than sorry. She quietly jogged over to the door he indicated and got ready to burst through it with her Fuath at the ready. Anything on the other side, if it so much as twitched, was getting sprayed down with corrosive fluids instantly.
Ashley came back with a headache you would not believe, she grunted at Jordan to let him know she was fine, then walked out the door and back along the corridor, simultaneously looking for the others and trying to get her head to stop pounding
Wait, the fridge actually fell through the floor?
Damn, that's bad.
No. The fridge dumped water all over her floor. Which ruined it. (My parents had to deal with water damage from a dishwasher once)
I think crafting would be replacing the barrel with a new one...
3 and 7.
Well. EVERYONE HAVE NONE OF YOU THOUGHT TO CHECK UP UPON US? Seriously, We're probably making a lot of noise.Currently coming. The door should not be a problem with my literal door-smashing abilities.
"Dom, that's our cue! Let's go!"
Follow Harry.
James actually cursed for once, loudly, as he dropped his hands to his waist with a look of pure rage on his eyes. "You're not a deadhead, are you?"
Ashley goes to help tarric then
SLEEPY PSIONICS TIME! or just sleep if I can't do that :P
Bump?
James thought for a moment about what to say. "Does that include people who can't actually do things but have been Oriented?"
"I have no objections. Let's start!"
Super-Duper Passive Kinetics door opening/smashing time.
Harry activates his samson implants and opens the door, Ashley activates her stormcrow implants, these deadheads use energy weapons, and readies hear Leanashe rifle to open fire when a clean shot is available, Jordan Readies his Laser rifle and goes behind Ash
Dom took a step back. "Fine, fuck you," she said to the Immortal, reaching out with her mind. I'll just crush you with my damn mind. Reaching out with her telekinesis, she attempted to throw it back against the far wall with as much force as she could muster.
30 stamina for 450 pounds of movement and fling that guy. Also, idea for an evolution with that and Shear when I get around to grabbing it: Crush. Just grab a guy and crush them into paste. :3
SLEEPY TIME!
20 stamina for 300 pounds and if I can be specific with my telekinetic grapple, get him by the head and fling it back and down so it crashes against the ground.
P.S Thanks for your patience earlier guys, I know updates aren't as regular as they used to be, but I'll do what I can.To tell you the truth, I was about ready to shoot myself because no other RTDs that I'm in were updating, including this one. D:
James made a quick choice, with a bit of I'm-going-to-die-anyway explanation beforehand... "Well, you look like the boss around here, nd I'll die anyway if I get captured..." James attempted to cave the thing's head in before the deadheads shot him up.
"Damn... we'll never get to them this way... Hmm... how about I try smacking on the door again like I did the other?"
Smack on the door like I smacked the other one. "HEY OH! WHAT 'CHA 'DOIN IN THERE?"
Dom gritted her teeth. No way, no how, was she losing to this thing. "Get the fuck off me, bastard," she said, attempting to shove him back physically while she tried another psionic attack.
SLEEP!
Ashley, Mechanical Bypass time, Jordan+Harry, Guns blazing, Harry first with aegis up
"Look at all the mooks to kill!" Tarran says before he promptly raises his Sleipnirs.
Empty the clips of my SMGs on the second Deadhead while charging into and ramming the fourth.
why do i hear the words "the tarran bug" in my head?"Look at all the mooks to kill!" Tarran says before he promptly raises his Sleipnirs.
Empty the clips of my SMGs on the second Deadhead while charging into and ramming the fourth.
Oh GOD!
TAKE COVER!
The orgy may or may not happen. I think it's more likely that Taric's dad will be some Wesker-type person with ridiculous active/passive kinetics and mutated physical abilities out the wazoo. Anyway night classes start soon so I gotta head out, see you guys later. ^^^
...Damnit, Taric needs to be a cyborg now ;D
Damn! Hey Draignean? Could I get a fusion generator implanted into me?
Yeah, I kinda prefer not to go the way of the dark eldar...
That, and a DH character of mine had a bad run in with a few.
It involved Lurid pink, Priests of various faiths being thrown and one REALLY pissed off noblewoman.
Tarran needs a perk.
I bet you can guess what it is.
Nope, just a techpriest and a ecclesiach priest.
Not really, especially since said dark eldar took our weapons...
On the bright side, we did blow up a bunch of eldar teenagers with an overloaded lasweapon...
Oversized Mining laser.
Still handheld, just more like a heavy bolter in size...
...I now demand that Draignean does a roll for that. :P
Damn! Hey Draignean? Could I get a fusion generator implanted into me?
Damn! Hey Draignean? Could I get a fusion generator implanted into me?
No. Not without a hell of a big lump. (Hell-of-a-big= 300 lbs at the absolute minimum.)
Uhhhh... kinda. Not sure I really picked it, though, since it's not on the first page....I now demand that Draignean does a roll for that. :P
Of course I will, you do remember that improbable aiming skills perk you picked up and the effects it has if you roll badly?
Improbable Aiming Skills: "Did you actually just leap through the air, while firing a pair of pistols, aiming at a pair of camouflaged midgets, who were ducking behind a crate, which was on a boat, which was falling at terminal velocity off a waterfall a mile away, AND HIT THEM?!"
Effect: Roll a luck die before you shoot at any time, 1 Horrible things are going to happen with your shots.. 2-3 No effect. 4-5, all penalties are negated. 6 All penalties are reversed. (Within some reason)
Woo! That was AWESOME!
Improbable Aiming Skills. Improbable Aiming Skills So hard.
"Ho ho! You two didn't like that one did 'ya?! Hahahaha, oh man I can't believe I did that."
*facepalm*
*Snipes Terran with an Inchumon**Makes CryroDesu's head explode in an extremely gory way*
*snipes Pyro with an Ichneumon**Punches door behind SC with enough force to send it flying into him*
...done doing which? :o
I'd bet he's:
1: Busy complaining about how damn thick the forest is and he's busy trying to fly his cruiser into it.
2: Beating on his minions like always.
3: Glassing the other half of the moon.
4: Going Commando on the forest's creatures.
Or 5: Kicking the crap out of the other Unchained.
I suppose that's a good thing. (Being associated with Dom I mean.) Eh, I'm going to guess that he's doing something mundane then like filing a report or hanging out in the cafeteria.
Good on ya. ^^^ We need less political talk, I always say.
(Wolfchild approves. +5)
Good on ya. ^^^ We need less political talk, I always say.
(Wolfchild approves. +5)
Dom abandoned the idea of psionics in favor of the one thing that had never let her down: the Abassy. She put the barrel against the Immortal's chest and pulled the trigger as many times as she could as fast as she could. If it didn't retreat, it was certainly going to be injured after this.
We have dropbears and hoop snakes, which are just as deadly.
Tarran managed not to hit anyone but his targets? Damn.Lolololololololol. I rule u suckz.
And you may laugh at them now, but let's see you laugh when you got a dropbear on your head trying to rip your head off, or are running away as fast as you can from a chasing hoopsnake.
...so you're an Aussie, too? Er, Tarran... I think we're getting outnumbered here...
No mention of me?! D:
...Nevermind due to the edit. :P
James angrily got up, and charged at a deadhead, trying to punch it, yellign with his voice slurred by just becoming conscious again. "SSHZZZZHHHOOOTTIEEENNGG MU-EEEEEE WIFFF A STUUUNNNN PISSSHTOOLLL! YOU CAN'T DO TEH-HAT!"
OH GOD. OH GOD.
SECOND PAGE.
PANIC.
/Bump.
/panic, Terran. /panic.There is something wrong with your post.
/panic, Tarran. /panic.
PyroDeso.
The modification is after I quoted it myself, with no modifications to the quote. I was fixing some conventions I had forgotten (damn you English class!).Riiiggghhht.
And if you modify that now, then it is obvious.As obvious as yours was.
And that makes two, Tarran.Two what?
At least I'm not actively trying to aggravate you.You were. Last page.
And that makes two, Tarran.Two what?
At least I'm not actively trying to aggravate you.You were. Last page.
Don't even try to deny it. We all know that some people try to get away with misspelling my name every once and a while.
I'm not even nearly raging. I'm just annoyed.And that makes two, Tarran.Two what?
Two people you have raged (badly) against today. Albeit with reason.
Last page. Not right now. Powder is right now, not me.That's besides the point.
And we do it because you're funnier when you're pissed, Tarran.Your Trolololololololing is failing at making me pissed.
My "trolololololoing" does not exist.So you tried to provoke a emotional response: Me being angry. That's the definition of Trolling you derp. ::)
I remember almost every time you started going off about your name being wrong.
And it was amusing every time.
Also, have you noticed the past two times I have said your name, Tarran?I have noticed.
Make that three.
(I think this conversation/argument is just going to end badly if we continue. Let's just leave it at this, or at your next point if you want to make one.)Alright, let's stop.
... Well I think my motivation just crawled in a ditch, shriveled up, and then died.No, not this Dead!
Of course not. I'd saw my foot off before letting this die for good. After Dwarmin shutting down his (the only RTD that I was in) I don't think I could take anymore shutdowns.Whew.
Just watching the two of you bicker drains me of the enthusiasm necessary to run a turn.Son of a bitch.
Perhaps I should underline the word "two" in the previous sentence.Just watching the two of you bicker drains me of the enthusiasm necessary to run a turn.Son of a bitch.
PYRO I BLAME ALL MY ANGER ON YOU YOU JERK WARGLEBLARBLE.
Perhaps I should underline the word "two" in the previous sentence.I did see it, dude.
In other news, I may put something else out later but it probably won't be a turn. Probably.The people waited, with bated breath.
Telling everyone to be quiet when your post isn't quiet in itself is counter productive.
Just saying. It pays to be more calm and not throw gigantic multicolored capitalized text around and just use normal text when trying to calm people down.
And I wasn't planning on continuing arguing anyway.
Huh, you once again modified another post.
And added... more stuff... still.
Not that I have anything against more stuff, but... have you ever thought you're adding too much stuff? I could see this kind of workload killing multiple RTDs, and adding more doesn't help... I mean, I'm just a player and even I can't keep track of all the stuff.
Or are you so addicted to this RTD that you're willing to run it to the ends of the earth regardless of how much stuff you add? :P
Rest a bit more.
Dom holstered the Abassy and scooped up her Fuath once more. "Go to hell, you son of a bitch," she said, spraying the armor down with corrosive acid. It wasn't getting back up if she could help it - and if she was overreacting and it really was dead, well, better safe than sorry, right?
Behind the door?
At least 5 deadheads, all with stun pistols!
And more inactive but slowly reactivating deadheads.
All with (you guessed it!) STUN PISTOLS.
"That's how we get it done, people!" Tarran says, putting his 'rifle back and smacking his hands together.
"Someone help James up, I'll get Taric."
Put all weapons back in previous positions. Then check Taric.
After noticing that he's sleeping, smack his face around a little.
lol, yeah. Well, you know.
Dom holstered the Fuath and took the Abassy back out, using her now-free hand to scoop up the damaged rifle so she could put it on her back with her other weapons. Wonder if any more of those things are around... hell, I wonder where the others got to. She exhaled forcefully through her nose and left the room, electing to turn left and continue down the hallway for now to scope it out... but cautiously. She wasn't about to run straight ahead into an ambush. No, she was going to take her time and carefully examine the area with each step. Just in case.
Sleep.
James woozily got up and clutched at his head. "Argh, I HATE stun pistols..." HE turned to the door Taric was trying to open. "Anyone wonder what's behind that door?"
Ashley and the gang focus on helping the injured people
Wake up.Dammit, I was going to make a stupid but potentially hilarious remark. :(
Tarran puts his mouth down to Taric's ear and says: "TARIC THERE'S NAKED GIRLS WAKE UP!"
Then, go into the room behind Taric, Jormungandr drawn.
Wake up.
Dom sidled up to the closest door on the northern wall and got ready to open it. Once she did, she was going to peek around it and assess the situation; if the room looked clear, she would advance and search it. If the room was occupied, she was throwing down a smoke grenade to blind who/whatever was in it, then opening fire with the Abassy as she closed to melee range.
ZZZZZ
Sleeeeep
Look Harry, until and unless we find a way out before we find our target, we may as well stick with them, gonna be, as a whole, less likely any of us will die that way, although I would like that man so stop running off on his own, "You hear that Tarric I'm getting sic of saving you from you're own mistakes, stop running off"!
"Damn, This like the good old days in the academy. Better get on with it though... So, what're you here for?"Who are you talking to?
So... anyone else play Gears of War 3? :3
Yeah, I hear ya. I wish I had 'real' internet. :\ (Real in this case being at least 1mbps.)Wow, that must suck. I can't play multiplayer though due to a: Most players being british or american. and B: Me being in australia...
I can't play multiplayer though due to a: Most players being british or american. and B: Me being in australia...AMURICA, FUK YUH! Ruining the world for everyone else! ;D
the last thing anyone needs is a bumbling redneck snob stumbling around the joint wrecking things unintentionally and forcing everyone to watch Pod People - the MST3K version, of course, I'm not that cruel. :3
I hardly think you're a redneck. You're on the 'net for one.
*The phrase comes from the burned skin that comes from where a shirt with a loose collar combined with bending over and working all day, as such it is a certain mark of pride to have one.
"First, tell me why your friends were smacking around my friends."
"Second, do you have any knowledge of what's happening in this entire facility? Everything appears to be going to hell."
Say the above, keep gun pointed in his general direction. Doesn't have to be at him, just in his direction.
"Damn, This like the good old days in the academy. Better get on with it though... So, what're you here for?"
Dom closed the door, took three steps back towards the way she had just came from, and kept her pistol focused on the area. If something were to come through the door now, at least she would have the drop on it. If nothing happened after about a minute or so, she would assume the area to be semi-safe and enter the room.
James didn't push off the dream- he wanted to talk to his shadow. Why had it eaten his ORientation, and why had he been able to pull those blades from nowhere?
Ash drags tarric out of the room with the tempting computors
I bet Taric wishes he had a feminine shadow...Yeah, I'd bet he'd be jealous if James mentioned he has a female shadow.
<_<
>_>
She stands an inch shorter than you, blond hair cut to her shoulders and a face that is a strange and not unpleasant fusion of your own face and Dominique's. There's something cold about her though, Dominique may be an engine of destruction and feminine violence personified, but she's anything but cold. This thing is... a weapon.
And it looks pretty pissed at you.
She stands an inch shorter than you, blond hair cut to her shoulders and a face that is a strange and not unpleasant fusion of your own face and Dominique's.
and a face that is a strange and not unpleasant fusion of your own face and Dominique's.
strange and not unpleasant fusion
not unpleasantDraignean are you trying to ship here?
In terms of min-maxing, I'd recommend putting all stats at some multiple of 3 since that's when you get bonuses. ^^^ I'd further suggest that you main Endurance and Intelligence because Int seems to be your main stat and Endurance is pretty important, but that's just a suggestion.Fixed, and thanks for the suggestion :)
I'm loving this RTD so far, and I'm only on page 45. I'd make a sheet, but you're almost up to 400 pages, so part of me feels that making a sheet now is too late...Come on join I get the feeling this is going to last a long while. :)
I'm loving this RTD so far, and I'm only on page 45. I'd make a sheet, but you're almost up to 400 pages, so part of me feels that making a sheet now is too late...Remember, though, due to me, Serious, and Taricus, there's a lot of utterly pointless banter between that. So in reality it's a lot less to go through.
im the first in line and im beginning to think its going to need an massive damn railgun bombardment of Fusion warheads from orbit to open an spot :PThat can be arranged just bug Draignean till he does it :P
... something tells me i would be packed into the metal walls with an opening in the wall so that they could stab me to death.No you would turn into Taric's Personal
im the first in line and im beginning to think its going to need an massive damn railgun bombardment of Fusion warheads from orbit to open an spot :P
I could arrange a couple of deaths, but you oweIf I die due to one of you guys I will come back as a villain and make your death very long, and very painful.meTaric >=D
You're to damn funny to piss off to die.I'm... funny? Really? I don't remember laughing too much about what I've said. ???
Can I sign-up as both a villain, and a main character?Not sure, but I'd imagine that you cannot be both a villain and a main character at the same time, they would have to be separate as to not risk favoritism.
Not you you at any rate. An adwarf could sign up as an technocracy operative...You're to damn funny to piss off to die.I'm... funny? Really? I don't remember laughing too much about what I've said. ???Can I sign-up as both a villain, and a main character?Not sure, but I'd imagine that you cannot be both a villain and a main character at the same time, they would have to be separate as to not risk favoritism.
Actually, if it gets me in faster, screw being a good guy!
I WILL BE EVIL!
And own a cat named Mr. Bigglesworth!
Paladin personal titans.
Good, good. If/when (considering your track record with support) Jordan and Harry die I'll open one new player spot.So we should be secretly poisoning their food then.
Just for all you wait list people, this facility has some serious opposition, so there may be a main character drop... Who knows.Oh please don't be me, I have so many backs yet to friendly fire. D:
Draaaigneaaaan?Quote from: DraigneanShe stands an inch shorter than you, blond hair cut to her shoulders and a face that is a strange and not unpleasant fusion of your own face and Dominique's. There's something cold about her though, Dominique may be an engine of destruction and feminine violence personified, but she's anything but cold. This thing is... a weapon.
And it looks pretty pissed at you.Quote from: DraigneanShe stands an inch shorter than you, blond hair cut to her shoulders and a face that is a strange and not unpleasant fusion of your own face and Dominique's.Quote from: Draigneanand a face that is a strange and not unpleasant fusion of your own face and Dominique's.Quote from: Draigneanstrange and not unpleasant fusionQuote from: Draigneannot unpleasantDraignean are you trying to ship here?
I would own all of you that, or die from a catastrophic coffee machine accident.Not you you at any rate. An adwarf could sign up as an technocracy operative...Can I sign-up as both a villain, and a main character?Not sure, but I'd imagine that you cannot be both a villain and a main character at the same time, they would have to be separate as to not risk favoritism.
huh guess that doctoration machine really compressed time, 50 years in what? an hour (dont remember)
If there's an open villain, I want it.>.< You are going to end up killing me I can feel it.
No, that's me and my dual wielding you're feeling stabbing you in the back. :PIf there's an open villain, I want it.>.< You are going to end up killing me I can feel it.
Please for heaven's sake don't dual wield anything that shoots plasma, or else we are all going to die even those on the wait list.No, that's me and my dual wielding you're feeling stabbing you in the back. :PIf there's an open villain, I want it.>.< You are going to end up killing me I can feel it.
How about dual wielding nuclear bombs?NOOOOOOO !!!!! The planet would explode with your dual-wielding luck !!
Dual-wield Black Hole Bomb launchers.The Well Gun thing from Red Faction Armageddon you mean?
Bombs, that form micro black holes when detonated.
Dual-wield Black Hole Bomb launchers.The Well Gun thing from Red Faction Armageddon you mean?
Bombs, that form micro black holes when detonated.
see it as an anti fortified anything ripper-bomb.
Cool.Nope it makes a mini-black hole, and sucks in, and destroys everything before exploding, and causing more destruction.
So, a rocket that implodes, pretty much?
(Do note: I have played none of the Red Faction games. But I have seen several days worth of footage for Guerrilla.)
Nope it makes a mini-black hole, and sucks in, and destroys everything before exploding, and causing more destruction.
Yep, but Impact is just as awesome it make the aliens just literally explode in to blood, and gore :PNope it makes a mini-black hole, and sucks in, and destroys everything before exploding, and causing more destruction.
Ok, now I see.
Damn, that must be fun to use.
Yep, but Impact is just as awesome it make the aliens just literally explode in to blood, and gore :PNope it makes a mini-black hole, and sucks in, and destroys everything before exploding, and causing more destruction.
Ok, now I see.
Damn, that must be fun to use.
see it as an anti fortified anything ripper-bomb.
its big, it rips pieces of the building and whirl them around before throwing them in the explosion. nothing survives being in it. (methinks)
I said I would change some stuff around if the request was granted.
But you said no, so it stands as-is unless you really won't let me control my men with my current stats. And I doubt that you'd stop my alternative to using the stats to get them to obey, because it does make a bit of sense.
I meant that to be a "if yes" thing. Sorry for the confusion.I said I would change some stuff around if the request was granted.
I quote, (Didn't this come with some ORS in it? I remember this one incidence back at the technocracy facility... I'll change some things if this is a no.), endquote. And that was indeed a no.
Quote from: PyroDesuAnd I doubt that you'd stop my alternative to using the stats to get them to obey, because it does make a bit of sense.
You can command your men just fine under normal circumstances -Altris Shiren had the charisma from hell too- the men are just more susceptible to intimidation, mental psionics, and they have a MUCH greater chance to cut and run if you run your squad through intimidation and then get shot and killed.
You know... I was kinda wondering why none of you had posted actions for the turn I posted last night. Then I realized I hadn't, and it was still on my desktop....
Whoops. :-\
Tarran kept the gun on him.
"What kind of deal? Don't try bullshitting me because I've had enough being fooled for a lifetime and I'm not afraid to pump you full of bullets if I notice even a slight lie or absence of details."
"Also, who or what is your... 'Father'?"
Say the above.
Dom took the energy cells. If one of her guns couldn't use them, maybe someone else could. Looks like this place is cashed. Maybe I should rejoin the rest, a girl could get herself in trouble out here alone. A bar fight? Yeah, she could handle herself. Squad-based gunplay? Might be nice to have boss and the others watching her back. She left the room and headed back towards where she thought Tarran had went to save Taric.
"Bloody hell, leggo of me!"
Yes, it would help
James's... Mind in his avatar in his mind whirled and he realized something. "Hey, wait a minute, this is YOUR fault. Dom had been orienting me when YOU absorbed it and now that I see it, you absorbed some of her personality or what. I didn't do anything. YOU did."
Sorry for the haymaker making you forget the turn, Draignean. In a lot of pain from dental work, still am from a repeat visit. >.>
You're calling yourself an idiot...And also trying to hurt yourself (well, your subconscious is at least).
This whole situation with you is one big mind rape. (http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/MindRape)I, hereby, banish you to the lowest parts of hell for more TvTropes links.
Yeah, I kinda expected it was coming from Serious. He always likes to pump out lots of those kinds of avatars. I'm just kinda surprised it's coming from an RTD with only 9 turns done. I mean, this RTD had to run... how many turns before the avatars started coming out?
And, from a quick view of the thing, it appears that pretty much everyone is wearing the avatars from the first page.
Congratz, SC, you infected a bunch of people with your avatarness. One step closer to world domination. :P
Explosives boy.
You're in the middle of a disused facility that's inside a forest where everything is trying to kill you.
Oh, but I'm not a sniper either.
Oh, but I'm not a sniper either.
Suuuure. That's just what you want us to think so Tarran won't go all Naked Snake/The End when we get there. :P
Oh, but I'm not a sniper either.Ah, so you will be an easy target.
I snipe without sniping.See, that is your weakness grasshopper.
Just wait Pyro is going to end up killing all of you then failing a celebratory dance roll, and end up resurrecting you. :P
Alternatively, he'll be shot down by me with incredible roll the first turn, much to the disappointment of all involved. :P
I snipe without sniping.See, that is your weakness grasshopper.
You cannot snipe without sniping. It make you weak.
/Oldchinesemanvoice.
I will probably kill at least one of you.I'll hold you up to that. If you fail, I'll Trololololol over your corpse.
It'l probably be James, Tarran, or Dom.I can't die because I'm CAPTAIN MAN and I should at least live to the middle-point of the RTD. Also, the team can't live without my dual wielding.
...No, there's no possible way recklessly charging without any prior reasoning could get me killed!Yeah! Running face first into lethal items will definitely not result in death! I fully agree!
It's going to be a short meeting anyways. No more than a few lines before I leave.
Then, the game is on.
None of this will matter if ya'll manage to get some newer gear before I come in. Then I'll need to recalculate your chances of living through my assault(s).
I will probably kill at least one of you.
Indeed. Want one? :P Taric asked me to do another one I haven't started on yet due to such great issues as a broken water pipe needing fixing, but I can slot you in.
It's going to be a short meeting anyways. No more than a few lines before I leave.
Then, the game is on.
Draignean predicts a terrible end to this.None of this will matter if ya'll manage to get some newer gear before I come in. Then I'll need to recalculate your chances of living through my assault(s).
Considering Kin is already slotted I'd say that they will be a great deal more ably equipped by the time they meet you, hell, maybe enough that I'll update the villain gear.I will probably kill at least one of you.
I give you an 8% chance of success in that endeavor.
Just Sayin'
Nah, Ashley's action was checking out as-yet unexplored rooms. I think Draignean's just been busy. :(I read that as Ninja'd by wolfninja :P
PPE: Ninja'd by wolfchild. :P
Wolf ninjas? There's a scary thought... o.OVery scary it would be worse than the first time I heard Ssssssss ...... BOOM !!!!! (Damned Creepers those things are ninjas.)
Ah, man. You should've been there when I was playing Illbleed with a few friends. ^^^ Basically Banballow (http://bulk.destructoid.com/ul/user/1/19858-109682-Untitled3jpg-468x.jpg) ninja'd my ass from around a corner when I thought he was a room or two behind me. I imagine my shocked "WTF" was priceless. :3 I love horror stuff though, like that and Clock Tower and Friday the 13th...*Shiver* I hate horror stuff ( I could barely play Resident Evil 5, Bioshock, Bioshock 2, and Red Faction Armageddon )
I say the latter on the character sheet. It sounds like it'll have so much more potential hilarity.1.) [Rated-R Graphical Scene Removed] Summary: I got shot while streaking butt naked through a technocrat base.
More seriously, Wolf did get his guys and his guns around the first turn, so I'd imagine the former is correct.
Tarran's probably right, although Ashley getting that stuff could be because she's associated with a certain faction already. Guess we'll have to wait and see. ^^^Yep, and I think I might get certain gear, or relations due to my criminal record (It takes alot of work to make a thousand pieces of tech, and distribute over half of that to a rebel group after all.)Spoiler: Off-Topic Chatter (click to show/hide)
Well, yeah, but that's like starting Mass Effect 2 without a save file from Mass Effect 1: you're just starting in the middle of the story. ^^^ I did hear it was supposed to be the best RPG evar, or at least the best D&D based one... I'll have to give it a shot one of these days. ^^^I still haven't beat Mass Effect one have owned 1, and 2 for five months now, and I have only played it a total of 15 hours :( Bad thing is I own nearly 200 games, and have only beat a few games (Assassin' Creed 1 & 2, Disgaea 1 & 2, Halo Wars, Halo 1 & 3, Oblivion, RE5 (With my Brother, and on all Difficulties), Fallout 3, Samurai Warriors 1 & 2, Arcania 4 - Gothic, Dynasty Warriors 4-5 (Normal & Extreme), Maybe 1 or 2 more I have missed.
Even though I like it I don't play RE5 that much; most of the replay is in getting high scores in the Mercs mode (which I don't have the patience for) or playing against people in Versus (which I don't care to do). I still play the campaign every once in a while for fun though. :3 So what do you think of BG2? I bought it off of GOG.com but what with one thing and another I haven't actually gotten around to playing it yet (I still need to get through BG1 so I can import my character >.>).Spoiler: For Draignean (click to show/hide)
"See, here, there are multiple problems with your offer.
1: You are not telling me what is behind the door. It could be a horrible monster, a very hazardous material, or a bunch of your friends. What is in that room?
2: I have no way to tell if you're lying about the truce or not. I do not expect you to convince me on this point, but I expect you to at least come up with a reasonable excuse.
3: You are not telling me anything about your leader. I don't care how damn far away an understandable comparison is, I want a damn comparison."
If he doesn't at least try to answer 1 or 3, fire a round from my Chimera pistol into him/it and walk away back into the room where the rest of the deadheads are. If he does at least try, then continue listening.
"Alright, Lead on!" Follow Dom.
"All right. Well, if you're up for it, I just came from a hallway back this way that has a door I haven't tried yet. Wanna go check it out?"
Go look at some unexplored rooms
"I didn't ask for you to be "hit by the gender-bender rail" either so stop trying to beat me up like an insane person. It'll help noone. The only thing you could possibly do is harm to both of us, and will that help you? No. Do you think I want my mind screwed up? No. You're an idiot!"
Oh hey, sniper in a hallway, in the dark. One of THE most dangerous things in the world. Wolf, I'm sure you already have the same opinion, but... don't risk fighting it, you simply won't win.
"I... don't know what you mean about me cutting off diplomacy paths... Whatever, your deal seems mildly solid, so I'll accept. I'm not sure about my teammates and Ashley and her friends' opinions, but your deal sounds okay to me. If you and your friends try to pull a quick one, though, me and my friends will crush you and every single one of your friends into dust, and murder your father. Okay?"
"Oh, and, goodbye I guess."
Leave the room, go back into the hallway, look around and (hopefully) notice Ashley and co being shot by sniper.
You would have heard the shots, they sure as hell aren't suppressed. Also, snipers, not sniper.Oh. Well, you didn't make either perfectly clear, especially the first.
You would have heard the shots, they sure as hell aren't suppressed. Also, snipers, not sniper.Oh. Well, you didn't make either perfectly clear, especially the first.
(Let's see... Laser sights would negate most of the cover of darkness, but they would only be on for a few seconds at most, and I could move right after firing, but the flash may reveal what direction I'm going in if they're somehow able to pay attention despite the shots...)And get killed because I can predict how you will act and a bullet will be hovering right next to where your head will be.
What? I can mutter about how I may play my villain some time in the future!
(Let's see... Laser sights would negate most of the cover of darkness, but they would only be on for a few seconds at most, and I could move right after firing, but the flash may reveal what direction I'm going in if they're somehow able to pay attention despite the shots...)And get killed because I can predict how you will act and a bullet will be hovering right next to where your head will be.
What? I can mutter about how I may play my villain some time in the future!
... Hovering?Literally waiting in mid-air, waiting for you to step in front of it, so it can push itself into your fleshy cranium.
... Besides, you (hopefully) won't remember this when I come in, because it'll be quite a while (Draignean already has one slotted.)I REMEMBER EVERYTHING.
Oh yeah, and I can predict exactly what ya'll will do because I read this![Detect lie: 1 VS -1(not lying)] You are clearly lying. You can't predict anything because you can't read this!
Plays more into your love of SMGs. I dare you to dual wield with it if you kill me.Challenge accepted as long as it's not a trap to get me to shoot horribly or shoot my friends.
Hip hip hooray for the dedication of our GM!
Anyway, 2 liters? Are you serious? Please tell me you aren't going to drink that much in one night. :o
I remember drinking two liters of Pink Lemonade. I believe I did it in two day's time and gradually, and I STILL felt bloated.
So, you're saying that grown men's stomachs become mini black-holes?
That's... uhhh... nice to know? :P
No, our stomachs become black holes when we're in college so that we can transform deadly carcinogenic Apartame and Phenalalinine into pure energy and study time. (And RTD turns.) After that the singularity collapses.And... what exactly happens when the singularity collapses? Do your stomachs explode?
"I... don't know what you mean about me cutting off diplomacy paths... Whatever, your deal seems mildly solid, so I'll accept. I'm not sure about my teammates and Ashley and her friends' opinions, but your deal sounds okay to me. If you and your friends try to pull a quick one, though, me and my friends will crush you and every single one of your friends into dust, and murder your father. Okay?"
"Oh, and, goodbye I guess. Someone's getting shot, so I won't be able to yap with you for any longer."
Run back into the hallway.
"Where's the action?"
"Shit, what if it's a survivor?" Dom nodded. "Yeah, let's go see about that. Let me go first, dude, OK?" She checked the ammo in her Abassy; it looked good, so she stepped into the room, keeping the laser sight off at the moment. If it turned out whoever in there was dangerous, she didn't want them knowing she had a gun aimed at them until she fired it. "Who's there?" she asked.
"So, we go into the room, or just continue on?"
"Shit, Fall back" Ashley and the others fall back, trying to get some cover from the friking snipers "SNIPERS IN THE HALL!!" As they are falling back, Ashley lets loose with her rifle on full auto, hoping to at least force the snipers to keep their heads down
...Explore the screwed up world outside of my apartment in my mind.
Don't forget, he could have had his immortals fix the door for him before now. He must want you to go there for some reason.Not necessarily. The door could need explosives, be blastproof/fireproof and require genuine human life to open, or be blastproof/fireproof and require psionics. Heck, there's likely even more possibilities.
*goes back into hiding*
by the way, what is my mission here? PM me please Draig
Also, I just realized I forgot to where the room they wanted to be opened was. Derp. I'll have to go back there and ask.
You should go back and prank your subconscious... like, glue her to the ceiling. :3
That pun was kinda sorta intended by me in the first place so you get a freebie for that one. >.> But yeah, great. Just what Tarran and Ash need to deal with right now: Traumatized Dom in James's body. :3Wait, so Dom is in both Dom's, and James's Body ? Or is James in Dom's Body, and Dom in James's Body ? Or is it both Dom, and James are in James's Body with no one in Dom's Body?
That pun was kinda sorta intended by me in the first place so you get a freebie for that one. >.> But yeah, great. Just what Tarran and Ash need to deal with right now: Traumatized Dom in James's body. :3Wait, so Dom is in both Dom's, and James's Body ? Or is James in Dom's Body, and Dom in James's Body ? Or is it both Dom, and James are in James's Body with no one in Dom's Body?
And fine, I'll just join Ash and get a ton of cybernetics to go with mah kinetics. :PYou do so and I'll make sure to dual wield more often around you. :P
The way this is going, you will all die through infighting before I come in.Don't worry, the moment you arrive all infighting will be directed towards your cranium. The Enemy of My Enemy Is My Friend and all that.
(Hint: Pull your act together, people!)
The way this is going, you will all die through infighting before I come in.Don't worry, the moment you arrive all infighting will be directed towards your cranium. The Enemy of My Enemy Is My Friend and all that.
(Hint: Pull your act together, people!)
Like it's all directed at the immediate threat right now?Well, right now, it's not so much infighting than disorganization. Two different things.
'Cause if so, this'll be laughably easy.
I can try, but I'm not quite sure how to pull it off. It'll either be Aryan!Dom or Hispanic!James, but I'm not sure which would be better...
Spiky, dark color scheme, non-normal colored exhaust flames and/or smokes, hostile shape, dark background.
Edit: For the planet, knock off the spiky and non-normal colored exhaust flames and/or smokes.
What's your finals? :3 But yeah, like Tarran said. Taking time to study is more important than an update. I'd rather you pass your classes and be like a week late than update now and fail because of it. Take it easy dude. ^^^
EDIT @Tarran: Nah, it's good dude. It works well.
Indeed. Want one? :P Taric asked me to do another one I haven't started on yet due to such great issues as a broken water pipe needing fixing, but I can slot you in.
Sure, though I may fool about with my old one too.
Er... already did the sprite one. ^^^; I may work on a portrait later when I can find some suitable bases, but for now I think this is pretty good, if a little... busy. I may have overdone the death a little.
All but No.2 is doable on that list though :P (For me atleast)
Also, Happy birthday to you Draignean
On the agenda for you unruly lot,1: You're asking US what WE want for your birthday? Really?
1. Think of what present you want from my birthday.
2. Defeat evil
3. Establish world peace
4. Assassinate president of chile
5. Evolve into a being of pure energy
1: You're asking US what WE want for your birthday? Really?
2: ULTIMATE EVIL.
3: Impossible while Poland Cannot Into Space. Poland needs help to Into Space. Then we'll have world peace.
4: First we should assassinate a Chili pepper.
5: That would be awesome.
On the agenda for you unruly lot,1: You're asking US what WE want for your birthday? Really?
1. Think of what present you want from my birthday.
2. Defeat evil
3. Establish world peace
4. Assassinate president of chile
5. Evolve into a being of pure energy
That was hilariousness guys
and as for what I want, I know it sounds a bit corney, but i cannot think of anything so... All I want is an update!
So, next Tuesday then? Nice of you to give us presents on your birthday, usually it's the other way around. ^^^ Anyway, I'll try to give you a suitable avatar for your birthday. (It seems your previous avatars were: the one I made you, Andrew Ryan, a dragon, and now the hanged man... hmm... don't really sense a pattern to go off of. :P).
I could always find a pixel werewolf for you. :3 It was just editing her into one that was giving me fits. T_T But yeah, it's too bad you didn't join the CvRTD. adwarf's character (when he gets in, and he's next in line after Taric who's about to be in since Wymar is on the way out >.>) is a werewolf. :3Ssssshhhhhh .... don't tell everyone my secret I don't want people throwing bones, and dog biscuits at me for distractions (So .... hard .... to ... resist ...)
just this nice, hard, heavy, icy silver warhammer, no worry.*Whimper*
Don't worry, a shield made out of some nice, lustrous white 10.49 g·cm3 metal with a chemical name of Ag 47 will protect you from the hammer, absolutely no doubt.just this nice, hard, heavy, icy silver warhammer, no worry.*Whimper*
I think i might need to read CVRTD, in the mean time I am going to go post something in it saying to waitlist me
...Serious and Tarran will be of the highest quality, all of them are worth a read...What, really? Honestly? I... never knew you thought that of my RTDs. I thought they were all crappy quality, personally, because often I just... don't have any flavor text and copy-paste is not out of the question for me. Are they really that good? ???
We've been getting the edge of a storm that's causing intermittent power failure, hence the lack of turn, I kept logging on and then getting spontaneously shut down just when I thought it was safe to boot up again.Ouch.
I have however dug out the spare battery for my laptop and will be good to go for two hours and change.Wait, if you loose power every so-so then how can you even get online? Is your internet satellite or something?
In short, running turn now.
"Ashley, Harry, Jordan, stand down, I worked out a 'Truce' with a deadhead that should take five minutes to get through. Stop shooting, and wait, so we can see if he was lying or not."
Wait for five minutes.
Also, I just realized I forgot to where the room they wanted to be opened was. Derp. I'll have to go back there and ask.
Reload, "A truce? with whom? If you mean who i think you mean you had better have a REAL GOOD explanation"
"It's coming from the walls themselves. You think you can get a bead on it? bloody thing is blanketing me out..."
Dom looked around. "Sorry, left all my power tools in the tunnels under a tower with some mites. I might could knock 'em down with my mind but anybody in 'em will be flattened." She shrugged. "Uh, anywhere, like, specific you feel this shit coming from? Maybe I could just break that part open or somethin'..."
James started to get suspicious, attempting to see if there was any problem with modifying the dream.
...Serious and Tarran will be of the highest quality, all of them are worth a read...What, really? Honestly? I... never knew you thought that of my RTDs. I thought they were all crappy quality, personally, because often I just... don't have any flavor text and copy-paste is not out of the question for me. Are they really that good? ???We've been getting the edge of a storm that's causing intermittent power failure, hence the lack of turn, I kept logging on and then getting spontaneously shut down just when I thought it was safe to boot up again.Ouch.I have however dug out the spare battery for my laptop and will be good to go for two hours and change.Wait, if you loose power every so-so then how can you even get online? Is your internet satellite or something?
In short, running turn now.
"So, who wants to test if those... things are lying bastards or not via running across the hall?"
Happy birthday Drainegan.You kinda got his name wrong...
Happy happy birthday Draignean!Happy birthday Drainegan.You kinda got his name wrong...
Sir Drainegan is an in-joke from CVRTD, it all makes sense in context.Well, if you say so, Draggy boy.
Sir Drainegan is an in-joke from CVRTD, it all makes sense in context.Well, if you say so, Draggy boy.
Big Daddy?
Problems arose, ensued, and are currently being overcome. Hold on, I know I promised a turn, but RL is taking precedence in a BFW.Take your time, your life is more important than our entertainment.
That's fine Draignea- wait, crap, did I miss the bump?!You are no longer the sole bumper of this thread! You are now .0001% less valuable to this thread! You are doomed! :P
CRAP!
Tarran, I don't remember you selecting a present, if you did remind me.I didn't ask for any.
Taricus, examine and object that you can plausibly derive the schems from (easy since the party has one.) and you'll auto succeed.We do? if so, Does Ashley have it?
Taricus, examine and object that you can plausibly derive the schems from (easy since the party has one.) and you'll auto succeed.We do? if so, Does Ashley have it?
In other news, Tarran fails to get a joke,Damn.
Dom Fails to be shot,Good for Serious. Good for him.
and Taric fails to get a turn period because he didn't do anything remotely interesting.Yay! /random yay.
"So, anyone got some good jokes while we're waiting?"
Ok men, we can pretend to hold this truce, but we still have a mission to do, remember?
"Probably, if you want to be wanderin' around these tunnels too," Dom said, looking at the wall where she kicked it and thinking hell yeah. "You'll be fine though. You're with me!" She thumped a fist to her collarbone and grinned. "If anyone on this team is good for keepin' the others safe, that's me." She knelt in front of the panel and started to open it. "It'll be dark in there, so we'll have to hold hands or somethin' so you don't get lost." Dom turned to him. "So let's say we do run across some poor slob. Should we bring 'em back to boss or what?"
James briefly thought "Oh CRAP that doesn't look good!" before he attempted to wake up, figuring out that something was horribly wrong again with his subconscious, and figuring that he was about to deal with his shadow again, he struggled with it for control of his body.
"Ouch... Looks like she- Wait. Wait, wait, wait. If your're my shadow then, in the name of Christ, who is she?! I tried to fight back for contorl of my body, but she overpowered me. However, maybe if we combine forces we can beat her. Wait a minute... the fungus... OH GOD I THINK SHE'S MY CANCER! We have to take her down..."
James groaned. "Hey, Dom-me-shadow! Just taking control of me and going won;t help you. You're outnumbered and outgunned, and you'll just be slain on the spot. I ave knowledge, and I have memories... You need me."
Obligatory bump >.> <.<
I SHALL NOT LET YOU OVERTHROW ME AS BUMPER!!!!!
"Someone, be ready to grab me if I get shot. I'll see if they're lying bastards or not, by the most obvious way possible: moving across the sniper's line of sight. Be ready to grab me because I don't plan on dying. At least not for... oh, an hour or so."
Sprint across the hall back-and-fourth once, then merely run across the hall next time, then return to Ashley's group with a walk.
"Keep up the good work doc" Ashley is ready in case of the other side being treacherous
"Guess where the fear eminated from. You go talk to him, I'll look around for a bit."
Explore the immediate area a bit more closely.
Dom frowned at Taric. "Nice to see you take me getting almost shot in the face so lightly," she said sourly. I can't let that bastard keep his gun. She reached out with her mind to where she had seen him and focused on his gun. She could probably rip it away pretty easily. Once she did that, she'd grab him, drag him out, and make him pay for even daring to take a shot at her.
Fine, do that and try to pull her in to talk, if even just for a moment.
Taric grabbed the hand cannon, before responding to dom and the man hugging her: "...What?"
Poke James in random spots on his head unless he wakes up.[/b]
I find it funny that I'm the only one of the original trio referred to by my username rather than my character name. :PI believe you need to rethink that statement.
Dom has a man that has shot at her crying on her.Maybe he was hiding from the suit-people so long he was driven crazy and now he realizes Dom isn't one of them.
...What?
I find it funny that I'm the only one of the original trio referred to by my username rather than my character name. :P
you don't count because I've never seen a game you're in that you didn't use Tarran as your name... >.>In the Rise of Dragons RTD I used Acheran. And in the HARDCORE RTD I used "TARREN THE EVIL TWIN OF TARRAN".
You almost come close to perhaps considering the possibility of hurting my vague emotional meanderings that could loosely be termed feelings by insinuating that I'm ignoring you.Uh... huh.
Turn soon, Perhaps two if everyone can post fast.:o
Hey, I got nothing to do until 3:30 when I have to drive a friend to college, and then I'll be at the computer lab from 4:00 until 5:15 when it's time to go home... Also, when taking a shower, the most important thing to remember is to not get any water on you whatsoever, it can ruin your entire day. :(
Anyway,LEEEEEROOOOOOOOOYY JAAAAMMMMEEESSSSS!
Switching modem over to other computer and running turn.
Also, it would seem that both iterations of the mental instability mechanic have failed miserably. Trol was Trol and never tried to help himself (though nobody tried to help him either), and James well... James rarely acts in a manner that is conducive to the furtherance of his own life.
"Well, at the very least, they aren't shooting at us yet."
"James, you okay?" Tarran says as he pokes James' head. "What's wrong James?"
Poke James in random spots on his head unless he wakes up.
"Tarran, we need to talk, this THING, that offered you a deal, will keep that deal until it get'[s what it wants, and then it will screw you over, probably to put you into one of those suits or whatever, trust me, it breaks it's word, but only when there is an advantage for it in there" While saying this, ashley calls the doc over to see if he can figure out what is wrong with james
Replace the current power unit in the rifle with a new one, then look over the Piru to see if there's any improvements I could make to it.
Dom had to almost physically restrain herself from breaking this guy's nose so hard it would rip the cartilage off his face, and counted to five silently. It didn't help. Finally, after another moment she shoved him off and drew the Abassy on him, taking a step back to get even more distance as she flicked on the laser sight. She didn't need it to know where he was at, but she wanted him to see that she was armed. "I have a heavy pistol aimed at you. Tell me every-fuckin'-thing right now. Who are you, what is this place, what the fuck happened with those bio-suits, the lot." She moved the pistol down slightly. "Or I'll blow your goddamn knees out for starters. I'm not fucking around." She might have been a bit kinder towards him had he not taken a shot at her earlier, but between the ants, the meteor wreck, and almost getting killed by an Immortal before this shit even happened... saying she wasn't happy, cook lunch for the crew Dominique was an understatement.
James distracted her by talking about how his being conscious would help her, then jumping three-quarters of the way through the talking into the conscious spot.
*facepalm* Wait, I already told that to y- argh... Lemme see those readings. Grab the readings from Jordan.
"Hey Dom, what's that guy saying?"
And after he was yelling at the rest of us to refresh every five minutes, too. :P Taric needs a real action, too, though...
My God. Tarran is the one holding us up.
I didn't think that would ever happen.
And after he was yelling at the rest of us to refresh every five minutes, too. :P Taric needs a real action, too, though...
Dom looked over at Taric. "So basic wounds only if he doesn't answer us? I can still break a few fingers or dislocate his elbow or something," she offered.
Hero, no open villain spots right now. There are (I believe) three people in the wings for hero-cards. Ahra, (somebody very forgettable), PyroDesu.
Attempt to get him to tell me what his readings were.
"look, i think we should play along, but also look for where we need to go" As soon as is reasonably convenient for everyone, look for the facilities communications system (communications with the outside)
"We should find Dom and Taric first.
Oh, hey James, what happened?"
Whenever possible without being awkward, go looking for Taric and Dom.
"So you and your buddies fucked it all up and now we gotta haul your asses out of trouble, is that right?" Dom said, clearly not happy about the prospect at all. "Well then, I'm going to need real info. How many of these damn things are there, how many survivors are there, are any of them as trigger happy as your dumb ass, where are they, and do any of them know the best way to put an end to those bio-suits?" She kept the revolver steady. "Keep in mind three things before you say shit. One, I can see you. You can't see me. Two, I just want to remind you that this pistol here, the one I'M holding, is aimed at you, and I can shoot you anywhere I please for any reason I please any time I want. Three, I'm sure you remember how your gun just flew out of your hands and away from you a minute ago. That was also me." She let the words hang in the air; after a moment, he would definitely remember that she hadn't come anywhere near him when that had happened. "So think about what you're going to tell me very carefully, or I'll hand you over to my friend Taric and trust me, while I can cripple or kill you, you don't want to know what he could do to you. I'm the only person between the two of you. What's it going to be, Jake?"
"Be gentle with the bastard Dom. He could guide us around if he's telling the truth, which he will do if I'm here."
Taric turned to to Jake:
"Anything in this facility that we can use against these things? Would help you stay aliiive..."
Dom looked over at Taric. "So basic wounds only if he doesn't answer us? I can still break a few fingers or dislocate his elbow or something," she offered.
"Holy cow that was fast.
We do suceed at staying alive though :PUp until you get surrounded and then you realize that perhaps four more friendlies would have saved your life.
Considering you just placed all our lives in the hands of SKYNET and almost made enemies of wolfchild's crew, I'll respond to that with you suck at being a leader. -____________-;Considering everyone else was gone doing silly stuff and letting me go talk to the baddy ALONE I think you guys deserved it.
I don't know about Taricus, but I'M not going to make Dom wander up to Tarran because, in all honesty, I'm metagaming and I don't want to be anywhere near those damn deadheads. I don't trust them. :\ Let the Father wonder where the hell Sizier and Wakeman are at. If you get in trouble at least we'll be able to come to the rescue, or vice-versa. If all of us were together and we got in a bad situation that would be it.
(I'm sorry for the dry period earlier guys, I was kinda depressed.):o
(I'm sorry for the dry period earlier guys, I was kinda depressed.):o
Oh noes! What can we mere mortals do to make thee satisfied? Sacrifice? Prayer? Suicide?
Yeah... Immortals. I'm really staying the hell away from you now, Tarran. >.>Traitor.
I'm fine man, it happens. Everything just kind of gets tedious for a while.Alright, if ye say so.
You had a dry period though?
I'm fine man, it happens. Everything just kind of gets tedious for a while.Alright, if ye say so.
Another double would be ridiculous. ^^^
...hopefully before noon so I can pull another double and make up for yesterday.:o
James: ??? Make something up and suffer effects of abandoning your wounded shadow to the Mercy of Her.:o
"Holy cow that was fast. Hold on, half my squad is split. I won't leave here without them. Will you let me get them?"
Try to brain again, this time talk it over with harry, everyone knows talking helps you to think
James facepalmed and facewalled. "...I'd be better making something up! ...Screw my life..."
James shrugged and thought about the weight flux- oh god, his personalities had physical effects on him. If this got worse, it could be bad...
"Look, I just have a feeling that if we go with the boss, we're dead, alright? If any of the survivors Jake has told us about knows the military R&D, we could use the supplies their to help them out. I'm heading that way with Jake, and I'm not waiting around to be caught by those immortals and be shoved into a suit okay? If you don't want to come with, fine."
Dom clenched her fist. "Gah! OK, fine, whatever, I'll come with you. You'll just get lost without me anyway and you need someone to protect your ass while you do that weird mind-bendy shit." She sighed heavily. "Well, Jake, you heard him. Which way do we need to go?"
...lol. Lol Draignean, I didn't think you'd take those last two parts literally.
Follow him WHILE doing so!
Looks like I'm not going to be able to pull that double tonight guys,Aw.
For now, must sleep and observe the notes I've chiseled onto the backs of my eyelids....How are you going to do so when there's no light to illuminate the notes? ???
Damn, there goes my chance to ninja your bump.
Also, Draignean, when you eventually read this: You need to post your action in my RTD.
About the second-to-top of the second page.
Turn gets this: (http://i.imgur.com/L0qhd.png)
Interesting that it's shouting... You know, considering that your action appears to be to hide from Tarran while he's looking for you.Yeah, that's what we're doing. :P Those Immortals are just too big a risk to justify meeting up again, especially when there's a slim chance that by splitting up with Taric we might be able to get some extra equipment to come back and fight them with. The smiley is from the 'draw your adventures' thread and is the Boss Knight my sig is referencing... unless you know that and were making a joke about how Dom always calls Tarran boss, in which case SerCon gains +1 Denseness.
Have you heard of the Vitamin String Quartet?
Interesting that it's shouting... You know, considering that your action appears to be to hide from Tarran while he's looking for you.Yeah, that's what we're doing. :P Those Immortals are just too big a risk to justify meeting up again, especially when there's a slim chance that by splitting up with Taric we might be able to get some extra equipment to come back and fight them with. The smiley is from the 'draw your adventures' thread and is the Boss Knight my sig is referencing... unless you know that and were making a joke about how Dom always calls Tarran boss, in which case SerCon gains +1 Denseness.
Have you heard of the Vitamin String Quartet?
Nope. ^^^;
Oh god what are they going to do to James when he's skulldiving.
Oh god what are they going to do to James when he's skulldiving.They're going to put you into an Immortal suit. I don't think it'd work very well, though, since... well... your mind is already in chaos. I don't think a suit would have much luck taking control.
Listen. (This is one video on somebody else's playlist, after you're done you should scroll around a bit and listen to the others labeled as string quartet.) (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K7YmHcnmAG4&feature=BFa&list=PL33FBAE6BB85DF5EB&lf=plpp_video)
...But James is tall, how is he a little one?
Also, There are lies, damned lies, and statistics.How does that affect us, though? Do we find a lying statistic book that is also damned by god?
Also, There are lies, damned lies, and statistics.How does that affect us, though? Do we find a lying statistic book that is also damned by god?
Dom headed out to Taric. "I gotta present for you but it'll have to wait until you can see shit. This way." She put the gun away and took Taric's hand, as well as Jake's, and lead them to the iris. "Do you know of any way to open these things other than me breaking it down?" she asked the hacker. For now, she would close the maintenance panel behind them - no need to leave it open so any passing Immortals could see where they had gone, and she could open it again with her mind anyway - and take a moment to get her breath back. Fuck, I'm starving. Haven't had anything since the ship... And she'd been using her psychic powers a lot too. That probably wasn't helping.
While she was resting, she decided to question Jake a little more. "So, you know where these fucks would take a ship? Or at least know where something to eat is?"
Taric patten one of his pockets. "Wait, I think we have some of those rations from the colonists. And yes, I still have the ants. They don't fuck though..."
Annendum to action: Also have one of the rations. Offer one of mine to Jake.
"Ash, I'm going to get Dom and Taric. Stay safe, or follow me."
Go to Taric and Dom and give them a lecture on the importance of a team staying together.
No way is Ashley staying near those immortals without some assistance, her team cautiously follows Tarran in the search for missing team members
James had a sudden moment of clarity, realizing he was probably going insane. However, he was busy, so he tried to help destroy the existence of the Dom-himhorrorthing.
although she may break something (important: Read: your ability to think / the part of you keeping your heart and lungs going) before she realise that.
nah, the thing i talk about is hard-wired, sub-conscious is dreams and that stuff.
Weeeeeyeeeelllllll....
Bump.
Search the rooms.
"I would agree with you, but they are not here any longer and hysterics will not help us find them any faster, they cannot have gone far we should check the rooms"
Ash and her group help tarran search the rooms
"Take your time, not like anyone has found us." Wait for Dom to do her thing...
Gloriously oblivious to the panicked Tarran outside, Dominique wiped her hands off on the legs of her armor and turned back to the troublesome door. "All right, stand back. This is going to take concentration, so don't say nothin'." She stared at the center of the door, focusing on the iris where it would spiral outward to open. If there was a weak point, it was there. All she had to do was unleash a detonation there and it should, in theory, get blown open...
Slam, 6 Stamina = 1,200 pounds of force, 5' focus to try and 'explode' in the middle of the door to force it outward and away so we can crawl through it.
"Ohoho, YOUR body eh? YOUR life? YOU're the one who came in here and decided to steal MY body for your purposes. You do not get to make my body live or die as you see fit. If you want to get out, GET OUT. I'm not the one who put you in here in the first place, and I have never wanted you in here... You are NOT controlling me. Never."
Take the "control chair" and try to cripple her with it when she inevitably attacks me.
Might be a while but I probably should get in before anyone else.
I can do a bit of player killing if you want though spartan :PMight be a while but I probably should get in before anyone else.
Why in the world would you think that? There's a line, buddy!
Ohh, shit. Sorry man I meant to write the word it because I just meant my character sheet.Might be a while but I probably should get in before anyone else.
Why in the world would you think that? There's a line, buddy!
Taricus, don't kill James! ...You probably won't have to.I almost want James to die. The fight between fake Dom and real Dom be the most epic occurrence of our age.
Ohh, shit. Sorry man I meant to write the word it because I just meant my character sheet.Might be a while but I probably should get in before anyone else.
Why in the world would you think that? There's a line, buddy!
Wait... a... minute...
James figured if she could make thing in his mind he could make things in his mind, attempting to imagine imself a suit og AEGIS body armour and a shotgun.
"Get the F out The second page"? You're telling the second page to get out? :P
Could've said that to him earlier...I decided not to. I mean, it's not like my post is burred in multiple miles of posts.
You could search again, now that you've heard the sound and have identified that is coming from the walls or floor of the room it won't require Insanely difficult general search roll.Well fine. But it still kinda reeks of meta.
Could've said that to him earlier...I decided not to. I mean, it's not like my post is burred in multiple miles of posts.You could search again, now that you've heard the sound and have identified that is coming from the walls or floor of the room it won't require Insanely difficult general search roll.Well fine. But it still kinda reeks of meta.
Search again.
I could have you curl up in a ball and cry until things get better if it would make you feel better about your action.That's even worse. You're breaking roleplaying entirely rather than merely skimming metagaming.
I could have you curl up in a ball and cry until things get better if it would make you feel better about your action.That's even worse. You're breaking roleplaying entirely rather than merely skimming metagaming.
Stop making suggestions, make the turn made. Shoo, shoo, make that turn.
I've actually seen this movie before I think...Thanks for the reassurance.
The white dude died first.
Search again.
"I am almost at that point with you, but the moment we do that, they know we are not playing ball, and any advantage we could have gotten playing along vanishes, but it wont work without everyone else, so a couple of us could sneak off with less chance of being noticed." Ashly Fondly Regards Cremation (of immortals) and looks one last time for the two runaways
"What?" Dom said, turning to Jake. "I told you I can do that shit. Calm your ass down and let's get hustling. I'll lead the way, I got all the big guns. Except for that one..." she said, smiling to herself. Say what you would about Taric, but he was handy in a workshop. That... whatever the hell it was he had made would be a nasty surprise for anyone trying to stop them. "Jake, you follow me, Taric, you take rear guard." That was the best formation, in her opinion; she had the heaviest armor and most guns so she could easily handle frontal assaults, and Taric had weapons and combat experience. He would be safe in the back but still able to watch her back and keep Jake safe. Frankly she didn't trust that guy with a gun - at least not yet - so it was best for him to stay sheltered in the middle.
"Guess we're clear then. Lead on, considering you seem to know where you're going." Go into the hole (The one in the iris :P).
James figured if she could make thing in his mind he could make things in his mind, attempting to imagine imself a suit og AEGIS body armour and a shotgun.
Let me guess: either Taric went the wrong way or the goddamn iris closed after us, didn't it? (I figure Dom can turn around and see these things, so if either is true it shouldn't require a roll.) Also, can Tarran actually open the latch?
No problem. I can't close the door anyway, I broke'd it. :(
Open up the hatch and shout into it:
"Dominique Wakeman, Taric Sizier, your captain is getting increasingly angry at you two. He commands that you get your ass back here and explain yourselves this instant or he will make sure to whoop your asses to Sol and back. Love: Captain's echo."
Go report failure and desire to cremate the immortals to tarran
"Let's check those rooms. Maybe we can find some supplies like ammo or something in them," Dom suggested, moving to open one of them.
"Why've I got the feeling something bad happened? At any rate, Which way Jake?"
James ditched the armor, blasting with the shotgun at the BLight.
Ashley stole your inanimate object kill by the way.DAMN! >:(
EDIT: Considering that Tarran's action is now invalid I'm going to revert to your contingency from last round.Yeah, that'll do just fine.
See if I can get the thing open, dispute the rough handling it has had
"Dominique Wakeman, Taric Sizier, your captain is getting increasingly angry at you two. He commands that you get your ass back here and explain yourselves this instant or he will make sure to whoop your asses to Sol and back. Love: Captain's echo."
"Hey, Taric! Computer up here," Dom said, going back to the hatch. "Wanna give it a go?" If he did, she'd help pull him up into the room. If not, she'd try the other hatch and room. She wasn't going to touch that door herself, but maybe Taric could open it with the terminal.
"Sure! Might as well." Wait for dom to get me up there, and then try and access the terminal."
James needed some real armor, quick. And so he tried to make the light armor he had been wearing in real life.
"Right." Taric attempted to gain access to the system.
Well, I don't really have a clue how to proceed here so... :/
No controls, nothing at all besides the startup screeen...
Try putting the sword through the loop?
the chimera fires all its bullets with one pull of the trigger TarranOh, you're right, it does. I forgot. It's been so long since I've used one.
Shit, Did I turn Dom to the dark side? :D
Can I make a roll for whether or not Dom heard that whisper? Because if she did..
he said it appears uninteractive taric, everything he says is your character's opinion and observation, not word of god
Ninja x3: Oh, really? How much stamina do I have? 40? At 1kn/200lbs per stamina point...
Slam, 4,000 lbs, 5', at the entrance to the shaft to hopefully knock Tarran out and close the shaft off.
James was getting pissed. She comes into his mind, decides its hers, then tries to screw him up. and when he tries to top her she starts stabbing him. NO MORE! James aimed his shotgun, and fired. He'd blow her away.
You won't know it's coming until Dom's already unleashed the kinetic energy, at which point one of these will occur:
Yay for choices long ago helping in the future!You won't know it's coming until Dom's already unleashed the kinetic energy, at which point one of these will occur:Well actually since he has the advanced kinesthesia trick he'll be able to see the kinetic blast incoming, nobody else would be able to see it but the two of you though.
Tarran promptly fired his Chimera pistoloncerandomly down the shaft.
"Oh? It's gunfire now, is it?"
Slam, 4,000 lbs, 5', at the entrance to the shaft to hopefully knock Tarran out and close the shaft off.
"Right." Taric attempted to gain access to the system.
Hey! you two cut it out, I want to incinerate those damn things ijnn the\ hallway, but we need more men too make sure it sticks, dont you want to break something dom?
James was getting pissed. She comes into his mind, decides its hers, then tries to screw him up. and when he tries to top her she starts stabbing him. NO MORE! James aimed his shotgun, and fired. He'd blow her away.
Breaking your hands may be FAR more prudent though :PShould I take that as a suggestion or as an insult? Because it could be took either way.
Taric used the distruptor pistol on the either of the eletrical anomalties, hoping to get the system up and running. Or look around for a cable to connect the two points.
You COULD vent on Ash, if you know what I mean ;DI don't get what you mean.
Or just smash some furniture up.Like what? I can't remember what kind of furniture is around.
You COULD vent on Ash, if you know what I mean ;DI don't get what you mean.
At least, I hope I don't get what you mean.Or just smash some furniture up.Like what? I can't remember what kind of furniture is around.
Oh fine.
But my guy needs a vent. Think up a vent. It's your new job. No, I will not vent on Ashley (&Co) or James.
@Draignean: I should still have 20 stamina left. I had 40, 1kn/200lbs of force is 1 stamina, 200x20 = 4,000. Especially since I was asking if I could use less than 200lbs off 1 stamina point and never got answered, which means I was kind of planning on using less...
Ah, okay. Didn't think I could make an eletrical current with Psionics though. Editing action.Taric used the distruptor pistol on the either of the eletrical anomalties, hoping to get the system up and running. Or look around for a cable to connect the two points.
Taricus... this is a part of the system's internal circuitry. To continue with the brain analogies your plan would like stimulating a neuron with that same disruptor pistol.
This requires an empathetic twist, just like twisting somebody's mind. Too much and you'll fry the system.
Ah, okay. Didn't think I could make an eletrical current with Psionics though. Editing action.Taric used the distruptor pistol on the either of the eletrical anomalties, hoping to get the system up and running. Or look around for a cable to connect the two points.
Taricus... this is a part of the system's internal circuitry. To continue with the brain analogies your plan would like stimulating a neuron with that same disruptor pistol.
This requires an empathetic twist, just like twisting somebody's mind. Too much and you'll fry the system.
I wouldn't have let you do that without a refinement perk or a direct line of sight.
Ooh, I hope nothing happened to him. It could be a winter vacation or something...I don't think he mentioned any vacation. He left abruptly.
D:
I was trying to be optimistic.
Might just have quit the forums. It happens sometimes. Like the forum that I ended up learning about Dwarf Fortress from I lost interest in and I've faded away from.
I highly doubt he would just leave on us without saying anything.
IT LIVES. IT LIVES. I had thought you were gone forever man!
Well, I'll avoid booting you off the dragon RTD for now then. Unless you don't want to play it anymore.
Auto me, I can't log on for more than a couple minutes between classes right now. Tuesday or wednesday I should be able to log on from my home computer again though. Anyone I'm in a game with or who is running a game that I'm in also auto me, desired preference for controlling player being Serious, then Dwarmin, then Tarran.
Sorry guys, but thanks for not abandoning ship.
Auto me, I can't log on for more than a couple minutes between classes right now. Tuesday or wednesday I should be able to log on from my home computer again though. Anyone I'm in a game with or who is running a game that I'm in also auto me, desired preference for controlling player being Serious, then Dwarmin, then Tarran.Urgh, I've automated you 3 times so far and, as per the rules I had created right about after you lost contact, I'll only automate up to 3 times and then the next I would kick a player.
Sorry guys, but thanks for not abandoning ship.
I'm not sure what all RTDs you're in, but if Tarran's cool with it I can try to write you an action in his RTD. Unfortunately you came back the day after I opened up your spot in ASL, and someone's already taken it... ^^^;Personally, I think you should wait until Wednesday's end.
WOHOO i pray your modem will be healthier.I pray that Drag's dump stat isn't Luck.
WOHOO i pray your modem will be healthier.I pray that Drag's dump stat isn't Luck.
/wisdom dump stat\Confirmed. Statuses tend to get left behind and such.
so you are incredibly impulsive and forgets things?
/wisdom dump stat\Confirmed. Statuses tend to get left behind and such.
so you are incredibly impulsive and forgets things?
STR: 15-17 (By virtue of sheer size)
My stats, realistically, would probably range about:
STR: 4-8 (Can't do much heavy lifting)
DEX: 12-16 (Actually pretty flexible and I can keep my balance in tricky situations, like walking across a bunch of loose, uneven logs)
CON: 6-10 (I blow up easily and I have multiple lingering injuries... probably because I do stuff like ^)
INT: 12-16 (...I like to think I'm smarter than the average bear, although sometimes I really, really doubt it. It may just be ego. :\)
WIS: 6-12 (Tough to say; I'd like to say I have good common sense but I also have the attention/memory span of a gnat)
CHA: 12-14 (I tend to get along pretty well with pretty much everyone I talk to in person)
...so I'd have to be a thief or a wizard 'cause I can't do a damn thing else. :P
STR: 15-17 (By virtue of sheer size)
How big are you? o.O I mean I'm like 5'11 and 250 and I'm not all that strong. I mean I guess if I charged at someone fulltilt I could probably bullrush them down, but that's about all I can do. ^^^;
6'6" and around 300lbs. I can bench a bit more than my own weight
Anyway, finishing up and dropboxing a couple of papers for class. I'm going to do some more work before I call it a night and maybe start working on a turn, so don't get your hopes too high. My schedule just isn't as open and friendly as it was last semester. :(Hey, it's fine. Just as long as we get to get going again!
Almost done-Later today probably.
Yes.
Hell yes.
Hell fucking yes.
Ashley Makes one last attempt to get them over here
Tarran had no words to discribe the sheer anger he was feeling. He had to take his anger out on something before he went berserk.
Pick up a random piece of furniture in the room and throw it into the wall until I've either ran out of anger or it's nothing but atoms.
Taric used a light psionic shock on both the points in an attempt to get the system on. Or look around for a cable to connect the two points if that fails.
Dom rolled her eyes. From the sound of things, he had managed to shoot himself - whether by accident or because of her outburst, she wasn't sure - but that seemed to be business as usual for him. She turned and headed back to the room she had left Taric in. "Well, we're not going back that way," she announced, probably pointlessly, as she climbed up into the room. "Any progress, dude?"
Uh oh. Not the tendrils again. But this time James was sure he could do something about them, attempting to slice them with another one of those strange psionic blades he had made a while back.
:D It'll be cool when James joins the team and earns himself a description like that. Well, actually, wait, I think he and Tarran are going to be the calmest/most collected two members. If I had to rank sanity it would be like this:Old Post about sanity: I'm number one, Teague is 3 Trol is 5
1. James (hasn't done anything crazy yet, spared a technocrat's life)
2. Tarran (Odd glitch that causes him to shoot allies when duel-wielding, rebellious personality, but otherwise normal)
3. Teague (Survivor guilt but protects his teammates)
4. Dominique (A little too eager to kill her enemies/pick fights she can't win but at least uses guns, psionics, and tries to keep her teammates alive)
5. Trol (Charges into gunfights with a knife... although that seems to work out pretty well for him most of the time)
6. Saun (Emotionless Sociopath)
7. Taric (I can't list all the reasons he's the craziest mofo on the team)
"Just lead the way, boss," Dom said. "I've got your back."
You should probably add the Conclave to the factions list.
Edit: I also put in a waitlister but she's not on the list.
I also put in a waitlister but she's not on the list.
I also put in a waitlister but she's not on the list.
Uh... what are you talking about? ???
James' character is prepped, but due to the potential for abuse I'm not going to allow it to actually start cycling until he dies.
Did the Chrysopelea Magnus lolhuge Snake actually have any significance, or was it just to ram home the alienness of the world/scare the crap out of our characters/were we about to get owned but got lucky?
So, if giving him 50 years of knowledge from one mind didn't have enough that could go wrong, you're going to give him 150 years of information from the viewpoints of three different people?IF you answered C/D, congratulations, you are the winner!
Nothing can go wrong with that plan whatsoever.
A: You all get Great rolls rolls, he gets training equal to or greater than yours.
B: You average good to okay, his shadow gets a roll, he may get 1d4+1 skill points to spend
C: You average okay to bad, his shadow gets a roll, bad shit may happen.
D: You fuck up, his shadow makes a roll. Bad shit will ensue in raging torrents of crap. Probably culminating in James' complete schitzophrenia.
Wolfchilds character is in.
Prep for being slimed.
Personally, I would have automated Wolf by now. But whatever. Just as long as the turn is up before ACTA ruins the internets too much.
If you aren't in the position, put me in your position then. Come on, it's not like I'll ruin the RTD... ;)
Oh come on, I'll only add a lotlittle bit of Taric RainbowsTM to the RTD. It wouldn't hurt... much. :P
You mean the immortals not only get their mind messed around with, but they also have their DNA changed by the suits?
Those suits are freaking harsh.
Oh, I never thought Ashley wasn' human, I just figured they were trying to make integrated warriors via the implants. It helps too that she has charge instead of stamina. Must have been a lot of surgery going on there. Not sure how it would work, it would have to be some sort of ATP battery or something.
Only this turn. Click the link.
Sorry about my being missing for a while, what did i miss
Hmm. How did she get the implants then?
Anyway, how does it work? Ther ehas to be something overriding the need for cellular respiration if she doesn't have biological stamina.
The waiting list has been updated. Don't read too much into that. Seriously. It's not because anyone failed so horribly that I doubt their ability to survive. No Sir.Poor James.
...Might be wolfchild, he's talking about bombing the Immortals. >.> (Unless Taric screwed himself/both of us, Tarran somehow slashed his wrists with the medpack, or the ration Dom is eating is poisoned...)I really don't think I can slash my wrists with a medpack. At worst, a knife in the eye. A wrist? Nope.
Eh, maybe. I seriously doubt you're in trouble. I'd say of the five of us you're the only one NOT in any danger right now, actually. ^^^; Besides, Draignean's a fairly nice GM. The actual worst that could happen to you is you tie a bandage too tightly and lose circulation, realize that, and untie it, with a loss of like two stamina and no healing for your action.
You seem to be forgetting the incidents when you stapled the crap out of people and kinda hurt them... Tarran's healing went fine. He might need a hug, but he's on the mend physically.
And when I stabbed myself with a needle a bunch of times.
Tarran cried out in pain and further rage as the bronze burnt him. His cries died down slower than they should, as he feels a sense of weakness and coldness from his injuries, which put out his burning rage. That didn't put out his sheer frustration, though. Ashley complaining did not improve his feelings towards Dom, which were already pretty shattered. He turned towards Ashley as he laid against the wall.
"You deal with Dom if you want to get her back, I've had enough of this shitty universe. I can't be bothered. Just... leave me alone."
Lay down and consider how much this universe sucks balls while trying to heal whatever wounds I have as best I can with the medpack.
Ashley Goes through her head the disposition of the immortals, and how she would have to place the incendiaries to take them all out at once, she talks to her squad about this too so they can tell her if she overlooked anything or if she was being an idiot
"All right. Well, if you can't do anything about it, maybe I can just break the fuckin' thing open." Dom also got out a ration and munched on it idly while waiting to see if Jake had anything to say.
Taric tries to bypass the the encryption, Dismantling the security slowly but surely.
Oh crap, oh crap, it was James's head maybe James could unimagine them like he'd done with the dreamscape the Technocrats had forced upon him. And he tried that, attempting to will away the tentacles.
Walk around the room without feeling or goals. Possibly look for any remaining secrets in the room. And continue being extremely depressed, cursing whatever gods there are out there for such a horrible world to be born in..
"Alright men, patch up and take a short breather, when we go, we are going in hot"
Dom thought about it for a minute. "Control And Research Interactive Electronics?" That didn't sound quite right. She decided to poll Taric. "Hey, what do you think C, A, R, I, E, stands for? Maybe if you figure it out and say it you can get a response from the system," she said. "Well, that, and the CARIE systems respond to Technocrat staff. D'you think you can trick it into thinking you are one, like with that card you picked up earlier?"
Taric checked the personal notes and the personnel files before cracking the next set of Technocrat security.
Retreat... To the control of my body.
((Draignean, it's been a long time since I got that pad. Care to remind me of anything you told me about it when I first got it?
Also, noooo my emo is gone nuuuuuu...))
"Your ID card is for a woman"
Wait. Am I just hallucinating that he had a card for someone named Kira?
Sorry, my bad then. I blame Taric and Tarran for both having names that begin with 'Tar.' I'll edit my action in a moment.
Sorry, my bad then. I blame Taric and Tarran for both having names that begin with 'Tar.' I'll edit my action in a moment.Oh come on. Seriously? You've been with us two for over a year and you're trying to pull that excuse?
Sorry, my bad then. I blame Taric and Tarran for both having names that begin with 'Tar.' I'll edit my action in a moment.Oh come on. Seriously? You've been with us two for over a year and you're trying to pull that excuse?
It's a valid one in my case, dude. I have a bad memory, and all I remembered is that one of you had the card, because James, Dom, and Ashley didn't. When Draignean said 'wait, what' I assumed that I wasn't remembering things correctly and the card didn't exist at all, which is why I asked him. ::)
Indeed. Also I had to watch fucking Twilight: Breaking Dawn not even two hours ago so I'm not in the best of moods right now. >.>
I can't remember. I remember that we got pretty far intentionally ninja'ing, but I'm not sure of the exact amount.
Hey man, don't worry. It's my thread, its bullshit rating is already pretty high.
Reviews for Deviation-22Let me add one.
It didn't suck as bad as twilight-Serious concentrate
Banned in 11 countries and 4 states!-That Guy
MY BRAIN IS TRYING TO KILL MEEEE!!!-Powder Miner
Oh, Oh, Oh, I have one!
I've been on the waiting list so long that I forgot I was on it! D:
>.> <.<
All jokes aside, back to lurking. ^^
sample 18
sample 18
The fungus has a name/is a Technocracy project? :3
Odd as it may seem, I get the feeling a LOT of people lurk Cv and don't say anything... ??? Ah, well.
Are we allowed to choose equipment that isn't in our inventory yet?
A helmet that keeps people's brains from eating them. :P
How about my Ichneumon Anti-Armor Rifle? I would like it to be turned into an Ichneumon Anti-Armor Rifle of Ricocheting. If I miss an enemy and I didn't botch the shooting roll, the bullet ricochets towards another random enemy and he will have to dodge it too. It cannot ricochet at a friendly. The bullet faces a penalty after the ricochet.
Should have enough requirements to prevent overkill and thus be fine, right? Pretty please?
Okay.
I want that frankenstein to shoot both munitions AS the one projectile.
You already know what I'm going to ask for, but might as well post it.
Abassy.
Moar power.
Make it happen. :3
Alright.:D
On the unique items front I'm actually surprised nobody went for armor or super medical supplies.Armor is for pussies. So is medical shit.
Alright.:D
I am now DoomSniper9000.On the unique items front I'm actually surprised nobody went for armor or super medical supplies.Armor is for pussies. So is medical shit.
On a more serious note, my armor isn't anything special already, and from experience playing DoomRL, disposable armor is not worth improving.
And I don't see why I would want to have better medical stuff as I am not a medic.
Well it doesn't have to be disposable, you guys just usually ditch the old and put on the new instead of repairing your old armor.Well fine then, it's not 'disposable' it's 'common'. My same rule of thumb applies to common crap.
Well it doesn't have to be disposable, you guys just usually ditch the old and put on the new instead of repairing your old armor.Well fine then, it's not 'disposable' it's 'common'. My same rule of thumb applies to common crap.
As a GM of another RTD, I respectfully ask you don't be so damn vague. It's not nice in my opinion.
I bet I'm the one watching explosions?
I want Ashley's Assault rifle to magically make its bullets explosive
Your mom. >:OI bet I'm the one watching explosions?
What do you bet?
Your mom. >:OI bet I'm the one watching explosions?
What do you bet?
...
I bet 10 cookie bux.
"I really need a medic." Tarran mumbles. "Hm, I haven't seen James lately."
Limp to James.
Dom sighed. Clearly she'd been hoping for a bit more explanation than that, but it was obvious she wasn't going to get it. Instead, she decided to try something else. "Jake says if you put on that ID card and address the system, you should get a response. Why don't you try it?" While she was looking at Taric, she noticed he looked pretty hurt. "Here, while you concentrate on that, I'll patch you up," she said, getting out her medkit. "I'll try not to bother you too much."
"Yeah. Fair bit actually. Will take a bit to go through them all though." Taric read through the Directives, then watched the vid. After that, check the buffer of the decryptor for what it's used for. Continue delving into the system after all of that.
Run run run find somewhere to run run run run run RUN!
Tarran, Draig. Also, hi to the new guy, congrats on surviving the insanity.
You misspelled both Ichneumon and Leanashe in the spoiler names.
Hmm. Did you post the new system earlier and I forgot? If not, what do some of the terms mean? I know, for example, High Power V is definitely a good thing, but in terms of definition and averange numbers, what is it?
"Gravitic: Turns gravity all about in order to rip a target apart."
You do the hokey pokey and you turn your target all about
As far as the older trait is concerned, I wonder what a sling's critical threshold would be.
Tarran's jaw dropped. "Those BASTARDS! WHEN WILL PEOPLE STOP RIPPING ME OFF?! ARGH WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH EVERYONE?! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" Tarran was inches from snapping and running around the corner, dual wielding his Jormungandr and Ichneumon and firing until everything was dead.
Tarran runs back to Ash. "Those motherfuckers are being shitbags, ignoring our truce and are kidnapping James! Get Dom and Taric! We need to save him NOW!"
Run down to the start of the hallway and fire five bullets from my Jormungandr straight down the hall from around a corner to show my disapproval of their betrayal.
"We were already going to get them!, But if they have moved, Well we will keep getting them"
Chase while preparing to unleash hell
Even though she knew he probably didn't notice, Dom couldn't help but apologize. "Sorry, Taric. Hand slipped." She continued to patch him up while he more or less ignored her. She wondered idly as she worked if that memory stick she had was compatible with the interface he was using.
Taric tried once again to bypass the security that had just beaten him.
Whether it wanted to fight him on her own or help him James didn't know, but either way he preferred it to the tentacles. He went through the wall.
Taric tried once again to bypass the security that had just beaten him.
...I hit? :o
(Maybe if you're lucky you can light them on fire with the incendiary grenade. Then they're visible to everyone! :D Devil's advocate statement: We don't know if James is with them; if he is, you might burn him, too.)
i could loan you an incendiary
Also Ash needs to get Taric to make her an eyeshine implant (like Riddick) has so she can see in the dark too. :D
Can't you already see in the dark due to passive kinetics?
EDIT: Also yay for passive stamina regeneration. :3 I need that.
Alright. Wow. It's rare for you to do a double.
Peek around the corner and aim; shoot my Ichneumon left of James. (hey that rhymes like we're playing games!)
Alright. Wow. It's rare for you to do a double.
Peek around the corner and shoot at the left side of the clump of dudes down the hall.
"OK James, sorry, but i want those things dead more than I want you alive"
Ashley Rounds the corner, Unleashing her Rifle, and activating her stormcrow implants
Dom observed the results of her work. Taric was looking better, but still injured. Better keep patching him up. I need to practice fixing people up anyway, I get the feeling I'm going to be doing that a lot from now on... she thought, preparing to continue to work on him.
Taric tried once again to bypass the security that had just beaten him.
"Yes, well I was born in this body and I want to live in it." Try to find out where my normal shadow is.
Advancing down a dark hall in front of two guys who can't see down it is a very bad idea.
Advancing down a dark hall in front of two guys who can't see down it is a very bad idea.
Quite Right, changed
HumpBump.
Oh come on, it's only been... Hmm... Maybe it's been longer than I thought?21 days.
My spring break is ending on Monday... :-\
Oh come on, it's only been... Hmm... Maybe it's been longer than I thought?21 days.
That's about three-seven updates worth of time.
"Dammit! I missed!"
Aim to the right this time, at leg height.
Ashley Tries Using her Javelin Implants instead
Being left to her own devices, Dom was starting to get curious. How much, exactly, could Taric ignore while working on something? Was he really so oblivious to the outside world when he had a computer at hand that he wouldn't notice anything? She'd done a lot of work on him with her medkit, stitching up his wounds, applying gauze, basically sorts of stuff that had her touching and poking him in various places, and he hadn't even spared her a glance. The medkit was running low on supplies, and Smith had probably gotten himself injured, so she'd save the last for him.
That left her with a mischievous mood and not much to do other than try to get Taric's attention, just to see if it was possible. He'd ignored (poorly done) medical procedures, he'd ignored talking... the only other things she could think of trying were violence and inappropriate behavior. Considering she had just spent the better part of the last ten minutes working on his wounds, she wasn't eager to be opening them back up so quickly. That meant there was only one option left if she wanted to test his limits.
...Still, she didn't want to be doing anything weird while Jake was in the room. Her curiosity would just have to wait. He was still absorbed in his work, so she'd have to wait to find out what he had found out. She went back into the tunnel for the moment and explored it a bit to see if she could find any other exits.
Start reading those reports. Whetever is in them must've been important to have that level of security.
"OK, how about this. I'm more familiar with the situation than you are, so I take control so we can destroy the black and then maybe you can try to get yourself your own body or something since obviously this isn't going to work out." Try to negotiate.
;D Oh James, punching bag of the team it seems.
What is lighting us anyway? Is it destructible?
MUHAHAHAHAHA;D Oh James, punching bag of the team it seems.
What is lighting us anyway? Is it destructible?
Harry brought that lamp for those who can't see in the dark.
"Harry, I am going to take a chance with one of the grenades, After i do throw that lamp as hard as you can!, towards them, jordan just keep you're head down, harry dont look when you throw, they have snipers" Ash then throws an incendiary grenade down the hall without lookingThanks a lot.
I just noticed: Taricus is... late on an action.
What has the me come to?
I would rather not be a pile of ashes. Grenades kill people, in case you did not know.
The alternative is fighting us with no free will of your own as a mindless slave.
A fate worse than death.
They're salvaging quite poorly, aggroing all of James' friends. They turned a "okay, we might backstab you and might help you" relation into "I hope you die in a fire" relation.
Yeah, how were they to know that he was unconcious and incapable of answering. If he was in such a state, he should have said something! That's the lines I reckon they were thinking along.If that's what they were thinking, then I have a feeling that they wouldn't have the ability to improvise like a "particularly bright cocker spaniel"... Considering they had to drag him down a long hallway. Unless their brains are massively lopsided in that respect.
Yeah, how were they to know that he was unconcious and incapable of answering. If he was in such a state, he should have said something! That's the lines I reckon they were thinking along.If that's what they were thinking, then I have a feeling that they wouldn't have the ability to improvise like a "particularly bright cocker spaniel"... Considering they had to drag him down a long hallway. Unless their brains are massively lopsided in that respect.
So they're lopsided.
So, hide in a vent they don't know about and throw grenades to kill all of them?All of them! ALL OF THE BEINGS IN THE AREA!
Pretend that we're different people and that we've got candy to confuse them?"But I like candy...."
And move their guns from one room to another to confuse them and get rid of their ability to fight?"Hey my gun is pulling from my hands as well as everyone else's I think I'll let go with no resistance"
I didn't mean taking it from their hands, I meant taking it from one of their weapon racks or something.Quote from: TarranAnd move their guns from one room to another to confuse them and get rid of their ability to fight?"Hey my gun is pulling from my hands as well as everyone else's I think I'll let go with no resistance"
Indeed. How long will it be before Sizier figures out how to built that device? :3And how quickly does he turn it into a
Reporter: "So, Taricus, what inspired you to create a device that allowed you to fold dimensional space and thus allow you to fit an infinite number of N-1-D objects in N-D space?"Reporter: Okay. Thank you for your time. Next up, the opinion of the other planets.
Taricus: "Someone on the internet bet that I couldn't put mars in a closet."
Reporter: *Silence*
Taricus: "Seriously."
Reporter: "Er... Is mars in your closet?"
Taricus: "Yep, and man was NASA pissed about that probe thing, apparently they're expensive or something."
Okay, I'm running on about five hours of sleep that I got god-only-knows-when. So while I can say that the wait between turns will not be as long as last time, I can't give you a specific date. Sorry guys. :(Five hours of sleep? Yeesh, I can relate. No need to apologize.
Exactly. I grew up being taught Pluto was a planet, I don't give a shit who says it isn't. :3((I am still surprised they could change it's meaning so fast. :'(, Deviation for the Win! Love watching all this, but withholding making a character sheet.))
All the stuff that happened since my last post
Yeah, how were they to know that he was unconcious and incapable of answering. If he was in such a state, he should have said something! That's the lines I reckon they were thinking along.If that's what they were thinking, then I have a feeling that they wouldn't have the ability to improvise like a "particularly bright cocker spaniel"... Considering they had to drag him down a long hallway. Unless their brains are massively lopsided in that respect.
They were given a directive, take you guys on a nice little tour. You delayed, thus sticking the tiny portion of their brain dedicated to independent thought in the same spot with nothing to do but request status updates. Considering the fact that the answer changed (from "No" to "..." the part of their brain capable of deciding what to do chose to interpret that as a positive.
They are biosuits, they are not geared for exhaustive or abstract thought.
Imagine that the particular cocker spaniel in question wants a ball, you tell him he can't have the ball, then you leave the room. The cocker spaniel (unless rigorously trained otherwise) will then proceed to ask (in the way of dogs) to have the ball. If you do not actively say no then the cocker spaniel will take the ball and go play, happy that you have 'decided' to give it the ball.
Well now that I've caught up on a week's worth of lost rest it's time to start doing things that are actually interesting.Hooray! And the crowd went wild.
RtD drives, Engage.Ninja drives, Engage!
Ah sleep. How I missed you.Imminent tidal wave of awesome, evacuating to safety
Well now that I've caught up on a week's worth of lost rest it's time to start doing things that are actually interesting.
RtD drives, Engage.
Okay, seriously Draignean, this game started in February 2011, and it has four hundred and fifty-two pages. Nowhere to Run, started four months later, has a magnificent forty-four. Presumably turn numbers have gone similarly. It's not right you can keep up an updating schedule like this. Even if these pages are filled with discussion and offtopicness, the game's still mindnumbingly gigantic.
In other news, today marks my third try to read all of this. Previous attempts got a few dozen pages in before I gave up, if I remember correctly (that was, like, last year). This time I just got hypnotized by the character/villain sheets and gun stats and accumulated lore* and gave up before the first game post! And yet this is so amazing I keep trying again and again.
(*In my defence, those are very cool and flexible creation systems and very interesting pieces of lore.)
However, I can tell you that there has been a loud explosionLet me guess, one of us is getting hurt by it?
and that the only natural six thus far was made by an inanimate object....
Reload my rifle and speedloader. Then shoot down the hallway with my Chimera without looking.
"Harry, I am going to take a chance with one of the grenades, After i do throw that lamp as hard as you can!, towards them, jordan just keep you're head down, harry dont look when you throw, they have snipers" Ash then throws an incendiary grenade down the hall without looking
Dominique considered the choices. Moving too far away on her own didn't sound like a good idea, but maybe the other ceiling hatch would lead to a room that she could get out of. Then she could find Tarran and Ash's crew and bring them back here to talk to Jake. Sounds good to me. Dom opened the hatch and poked her head up to look around; if clear, she would enter the room.
Taric checked through the biosuit project files, as well as looking through the reports for any other weapons research.
James waited and thought for a moment. He didn't quite seem to be waking up. "In the event that that is technically impossible, we would I suppose take turns? Maybe until you possibly get your own body, and that could probably work with the psychic power these days, whenever one of us goes unconscious, the other would take over."
As I attempt, perhaps futilely, to grind through the 400 page behemoth that is this thread (10% done whooo) one thing I've noticed is that it seems to be pretty much the same people playing as those who began. Woe be upon those in the wait list.
"They are for it now!" Ashley Signals Harry to be ready to Charge "Jordan, fire at them With Tarran" After both have fired, Ash and Harry will charge at the snipers, with their relative defensive implants active, Ashley will fire the Javelin implant on the way, and both will finish the charge with duellist implants
I am hoping that we can make it in one action
James attempted to think of where he last knew where the black was and remove its ability to do stuff- destroying it had not seemed to work.
You can lock your initiative to the lowest of your three rolls if you like.
Spoiler: Waitlist me (click to show/hide)
Edit: Or...I can do with being a Villain.
Um, Draignean, I hate to interrupt but am I in the waitlist?Spoiler: Waitlist me (click to show/hide)
Edit: Or...I can do with being a Villain.
1. OK I'll do it there.
2. I never said it would succeed. It's just James getting desperate and trying to will it to be that way.
Not willing away, attempting to will away its ability to do stuff.
Perhaps you should find someone who has more experience in this kind of thing?Problem: He's kinda busy not getting his mind screwed over 100%.
Perhaps you should find someone who has more experience in this kind of thing?Problem: He's kinda busy not getting his mind screwed over 100%.
Yeah OK whatever.
Hence why he needs help!How is he going to get out of his mind for starters, avoid getting blasted by the Immortals, and get help fast enough from Dom or Taric (because I doubt I could help) before the fungus or something else drives him crazy?
waitI wonder if Ahra jumped out of his seat at seeing these words.
Hahaha I'm going to die
What would this fungus be used for?A random guess from me that will likely be wrong:
nope, test work or whatchamacallit on an car scrap/reserve parts maker ruined my nerves,and the orchester group, my cat can claw me in the night and all i say is "Knock it off"waitI wonder if Ahra jumped out of his seat at seeing these words.
Hahaha I'm going to die
I'm guessing a bio-weapon to be used on psychics that are against the technocracy.
Because Psychic powers control it obviously, and I think It's James's Girl self that knows what to do in that regard
Because I'm not willing to metagame that much, Iiii'm screwed hahaha.
Because I'm not willing to metagame that much, Iiii'm screwed hahaha....
Aim my Ichneumon at the Immortals. Pop the first one who regains it's senses.
"They are for it now!" Ashley Signals Harry to be ready to Charge "Jordan, fire at them With Tarran" After both have fired, Ash and Harry will charge at the snipers, with their relative defensive implants active, Ashley will fire the Javelin implant on the way, and both will finish the charge with duellist implants
Dom searched for anything that might be a weapon before moving a shelf aside and searching the bedroom... keeping her Abassy out, just in case.
Open all weapons project files (CAINE, Pandora and Hel)
James changed the are of his mind extremely quickly. It had worked last time crap happened to his brain, so...
What the heck, why didn't I shoot this turn? I did say "Pop the first one who regains it's senses." :-\
Also, I did not define a target, except in the 'pop the first one that gets up'. Meaning, even if you picked the one that made 'the most sense' you would have no single target.
You really should use a different word for aiming. As it stands, if someone goes "Aim at X and fire" they will obviously expect to fire in the turn and will not count aim as an action. Just like my action.
I think you misunderstood me. Let me rephrase.QuoteAlso, I did not define a target, except in the 'pop the first one that gets up'. Meaning, even if you picked the one that made 'the most sense' you would have no single target.
You defined your target as the first one to get up, you are aimed in on that target. I cannot read your mind through the computer screen.
I picked the action that made the most sense.My action said:
Aim my Ichneumon at the Immortals. Pop the first one who regains it's senses.So, if you only took one action, you would only take this half:
Aim my Ichneumon at the Immortals.Thus, you would have no singular target.
Pop the first one who regains it's senses.Since you said I aimed at the first one that got up.
For Four-hundred and fifty pages this has managed to go without confusion. Perhaps you should be more careful when writing your actions.Well, I didn't expect a common word used in a vague manner to be interpreted the specific way you interpreted it.
I think you misunderstood me. Let me rephrase.QuoteAlso, I did not define a target, except in the 'pop the first one that gets up'. Meaning, even if you picked the one that made 'the most sense' you would have no single target.
You defined your target as the first one to get up, you are aimed in on that target. I cannot read your mind through the computer screen.
You said:I picked the action that made the most sense.My action said:Aim my Ichneumon at the Immortals. Pop the first one who regains it's senses.So, if you only took one action, you would only take this half:Aim my Ichneumon at the Immortals.Thus, you would have no singular target.
But you acted as if you had included part of this half:Pop the first one who regains it's senses.Since you said I aimed at the first one that got up.
So in reality, you took more than one action.
The action is your turn, no matter how many sentences you write.Then how could my turn have two actions, like you said?
The action is your turn, no matter how many sentences you write.Then how could my turn have two actions, like you said?
What about Jordan? He's got a good range weapon, so maybe you should move him up to start firing on the dudes at the elevator?
Ok, so he can't see him or move without interrupting tarran who is using an ANTI-TANK WEAPON at close quarters.Uh, no. Wrong. I'm using it at long range.
Which one?
Close quarters for what it is. Your effectively firing a tank cannon down a hallway underground.
Double Post, but it's my own thread. I'm allowed to do crazy shit like that.As far as I'm concerned, in an RTD thread, if you're the GM you're allowed to post as much as you like, just as long as the posts are reasonably spaced and have at least minimal content.
I finally updated Tarran's perks to show the one he got in May 2011, Moose has been added to the waitlist, and I'm thinking of continuing this radical streak by updating in the AM.And the heavens cheered.
Shoot my gun.
"Bleed Mindless Servants!"
Show an Immortal my stabs, Harry does the same
Dom searches the room for anything that could be of use, then takes down all the sheets of the report and brings them to Taric.
Taric marked down the lab locations and designations, then surfaces to get at the facility's inventory lists.
James paused. "Wait, what was he doing?" he asked.
(I'll take both. ^^^)Oh god. OH GOD. The mental image of Taric with drugs. Oh god.
"Hey, Taric. Got some presents for you," Dom announced as she entered the room again. "Some sort of document and some drugs, although I ain't giving you the drugs yet." She grinned. "I'll just hold onto them until you can get to a lab or somethin' and figure out what it is. Maybe you could look it up on that terminal, though. It's some kind of yellow and green liquid muck." She held out the sheaf of papers, waiting for him to take it.
Come on, if he's doped up he can't hit on anything :P(I'll take both. ^^^)Oh god. OH GOD. The mental image of Taric with drugs. Oh god.
"Hey, Taric. Got some presents for you," Dom announced as she entered the room again. "Some sort of document and some drugs, although I ain't giving you the drugs yet." She grinned. "I'll just hold onto them until you can get to a lab or somethin' and figure out what it is. Maybe you could look it up on that terminal, though. It's some kind of yellow and green liquid muck." She held out the sheaf of papers, waiting for him to take it.
Come on, if he's doped up he can't hit on anything :PI said with, not on.
Come on, if he's doped up he can't hit on anything :P(I'll take both. ^^^)Oh god. OH GOD. The mental image of Taric with drugs. Oh god.
"Hey, Taric. Got some presents for you," Dom announced as she entered the room again. "Some sort of document and some drugs, although I ain't giving you the drugs yet." She grinned. "I'll just hold onto them until you can get to a lab or somethin' and figure out what it is. Maybe you could look it up on that terminal, though. It's some kind of yellow and green liquid muck." She held out the sheaf of papers, waiting for him to take it.
My action will be a up a little bit later.
We dont know if its space viagra or mutagen or depraved stuff, or "Kills severe cases of Quod facit non stupri sensu etiam ad Freud" medicine
Come on, if he's doped up he can't hit on anything :P(I'll take both. ^^^)Oh god. OH GOD. The mental image of Taric with drugs. Oh god.
"Hey, Taric. Got some presents for you," Dom announced as she entered the room again. "Some sort of document and some drugs, although I ain't giving you the drugs yet." She grinned. "I'll just hold onto them until you can get to a lab or somethin' and figure out what it is. Maybe you could look it up on that terminal, though. It's some kind of yellow and green liquid muck." She held out the sheaf of papers, waiting for him to take it.
So... it might be mutagen?QuoteWe dont know if its space viagra or mutagen or depraved stuff, or "Kills severe cases of Quod facit non stupri sensu etiam ad Freud" medicine
Probably not the last, and your image is spiked.
So... it might be mutagen?QuoteWe dont know if its space viagra or mutagen or depraved stuff, or "Kills severe cases of Quod facit non stupri sensu etiam ad Freud" medicine
Probably not the last, and your image is spiked.
Oh, so no noticable effect then? Sounds alright :P
Taric should totally drink it because he seems the mad scientist type.I'm not going to say it isn't.So... it might be mutagen?QuoteWe dont know if its space viagra or mutagen or depraved stuff, or "Kills severe cases of Quod facit non stupri sensu etiam ad Freud" medicine
Probably not the last, and your image is spiked.
Taric should totally drink it because he seems the mad scientist type.I'm not going to say it isn't.So... it might be mutagen?QuoteWe dont know if its space viagra or mutagen or depraved stuff, or "Kills severe cases of Quod facit non stupri sensu etiam ad Freud" medicine
Probably not the last, and your image is spiked.
That's not Tarric style mad science though, he would use it on someone else and observe the resultsDetails, details.
I haven't quite caught up to the last page yet... I'm on page 60 of 138, and this is with 50 posts per page. So yeah, I'll be at it for a while still.
Anyways, just wanted to compliment you all on a good job. So far, you've managed to make me lose sleep for three straight days in a row because I just can't stop reading one more page.
Don't misread that. I am getting sleep. Just not as much as I'd LIKE TO get. Four hours versus a standard 7-8 hours. I can't wait until this catches up to me, because then I will be cursing the names of one of the characters in a sleep-deprived insanity stupor.
If only you could find someone to translate his beautiful prose for you. :(
"RAT-A-TAT-TAT!"You make it sound like that's a bad thing.
*bang* "Gurgh!" "AAUUUGGGGG-"
"..uh... April Fool's!"
"-GHHHHH!!!!!!"
Still moving through the archives slowly, but I just wanted to say, I salute you Draignean. I've noticed you suffer a lot of headaches(At least, around the page I'm on anyways...), but still seem to struggle and work through them. Even I can't do that. I hope that the headaches aren't too frequent, as I used to deal with daily headaches and sufficed to say, after a few months, one tends to go a little mad.
I immediately cash in my points for a Brokeback parody starring Tarran Smith and Taric Sizier. :P Because we all know Tarran just can't quit Taric.
Migraines, chronic pains in the ass. Apparently rare in males, but I guess I'm just special. (You know, I always wanted to be a mutant. I suppose I figured I'd get laser vision or teleportation, not random sickness inducing pain.) They happened a lot more often before I gave up caffeine, and now I've managed to pin them down by avoiding sugar like it was the plague. They've gone from 2-3 a week to around once a month, which is far more liveable.
Yes it is, and don't worry about it. I was just trolling Tarran back. :P I'll hold onto those 100 points for something I actually want. ^^^Sorry to inform you, but your trolling didn't really affect me.
Migraines, chronic pains in the ass. Apparently rare in males, but I guess I'm just special. (You know, I always wanted to be a mutant. I suppose I figured I'd get laser vision or teleportation, not random sickness inducing pain.) They happened a lot more often before I gave up caffeine, and now I've managed to pin them down by avoiding sugar like it was the plague. They've gone from 2-3 a week to around once a month, which is far more liveable.
Wow, I never knew you had pains Draignean. I must be unobservant and missed you talking about it.
Regardless, man you two, those sound nasty.
Anyway, @Tarran: I know it didn't. :P My trolling isn't intended to result in raeg, just a chuckle and an 'oh that crazy SerCon!' and then everybody moves on. ^^^
Wow, I never knew you had pains Draignean. I must be unobservant and missed you talking about it.
Regardless, man you two, those sound nasty.
Meh. We live and survive in our own ways. Draignean survives via consuming as little sugar as possible. I survive via a single dose of painkillers each day. As long as they don't get worse, we're generally happy.
Anyways, back to the topic at hand! I didn't mean to derail it. I shall get back to reading so I can one day get caught up and comment on more recent events in the RTD. I'm currently up to the group trying to find their ship in the murderous forest while Trol is going insane, hallucinating, and bleeding.
*Drags the derailed topic back onto the rails, and starts pushing it along.*
*Drags the derailed topic back onto the rails, and starts pushing it along.*Yay! Free slave labor!
Ah, you've got a great bit coming up when the group gets to Hensfield. (If you are where I think you are.)You know, now I feel bad about not remembering what you mean by a great bit. It's been so long since then.
tbh I actually don't remember how painful that was, it happened so long ago. ^^^ I do remember wearing an eyepatch for awhile, though...
It's not so much that there might have been pain. It's more just the idea of your eyes being damaged in any way from an external source. I have a particularly vivid imagination when it comes to stuff like that, so...You're not alone on vivid imagination. Whenever I see sharp things, first thing on my mind is "KEEP AWAY FROM VITAL PARTS AND DON'T GET CUT".
Basically, imagine seeing visual images that rival Saw in terms of "OH MY *BLEEP* GOD(S)."See, the trick is to remember that it's a game. Failing that, remember that it's not happening to you and it might not ever happen in real life. Still failing that, go watch Saw 100 times or something like that until you're resistant. The trick is to be apathetic and not care.
You're not alone on vivid imagination. Whenever I see sharp things, first thing on my mind is "KEEP AWAY FROM VITAL PARTS AND DON'T GET CUT".
See, the trick is to remember that it's a game. Failing that, remember that it's not happening to you and it might not ever happen in real life. Still failing that, go watch Saw 100 times or something like that until you're resistant. The trick is to be apathetic and not care.
First of all, that'sknife thing isn't cool. >.> Secondly, it's probably an 'obviously fake' vs 'sort of fake' reaction. Dead Space 1/2 are clearly just polygons and textures and it's easy for your subconscious to recognize that it isn't real and will never be. Saw, on the other hand, features real people getting maimed in various horrendous ways, and even though it's all staged, it looks real and can trick your mind.
That's my take on it, anyway. Most horror doesn't bother me at all. ^^^
EDIT: Stupid typo. :\
[2]: You attempt to pick up the train. You strain your back and get nowhere.
[6]: The Beavers, however, push the train onto the tracks, and send it flying down the tracks so fast that gravity cannot stop the train from leaving the atmosphere in a straight line.
If I was you I'd blame Taric. ^^^
Cepheid, go to sleep. As someone who repeatedly stays up late, I have to say that it's a very bad habit that you should not get into lest you continue it for years. ...Like me. :P
...Okay. Wow. First an infection and now a sleeping problem.
...Is luck your dump stat?
Ironically, getting injured does not appear to be a part of my bad luck. The only serious physical injury I have ever sustained in my entire life was a boxer's fracture in my right hand two years ago, and that was more because I had a mental break down induced by three months of massive sleep deprivation, and an exam I blanked on really badly.... it sounds like you would go out of the quarantine and say "What, its just a little plague its not like this hasnt happened before"
It was also a good demonstration of my endurance, because A) I was going to ignore it until classes for that day were finished(I didn't because the profs and classmates yelled at me,) and B) I ripped the cast off a week later and just spent the next three weeks not using it for anything strenuous.
Long story short, I'd be better off getting physicals and various brain scans every few months to make sure I don't suddenly come down with the black plague or something.
... it sounds like you would go out of the quarantine and say "What, its just a little plague its not like this hasnt happened before"
With my luck, I wonder how badly I'd do if I tried to dual wield a pair of guns, or a pair of melee weapons?
With my luck, I wonder how badly I'd do if I tried to dual wield a pair of guns, or a pair of melee weapons?
Couldn't do any worse than Tarran. :3
I beg to differ. I could dual wield a pair of blades and cut off my legs or arms. I could dual wield a pair of guns and shoot myself repeatedly in the foot.Is that a challenge?
Oh, oh, also Dom doing 1k something points of damage to a deadhead.
James no get bad!@# points for things Q.Q
Is that a challenge?
*Aims guns at the backs of teammates*
Haha, oh wow, I forgot about that. ^^^ Yeah, wasn't it like 3 or 4k off of a critical headshot with the Abassy? :3 I love that gun and I love kinetics. All I need. Tarran can handle the Metal Gears and power armor and such with his anti-tank rifle, I'll take care of everything else. ^^^
Close Cepheid- it was 1070 (I checked).
That battle was where I learned fists were better for James than guns.
... Tarran can handle the Metal Gears and power armor and such with his anti-tank rifle ...
Me. I bought that sweet gun with my cold, hard earned free cash.
If you have a problem with that, I'm more than happy to give you my gun's opinion. Just be ready to lose a limb.
And ideally, his death would have absolutely no emotional impact on our characters. :P
Hail fellow Ontarien!
I don't mind giving out such information either, for the most part. No one else on Bay12 lives in Kentucky anyway, and oddly it seems like at least 80% of the people I associate with are either in Florida, Australia, or Canada; all places much too far away to come bother me in person. XD
I don't mind giving out such information either, for the most part. No one else on Bay12 lives in Kentucky anyway, and oddly it seems like at least 80% of the people I associate with are either in Florida, Australia, or Canada; all places much too far away to come bother me in person. XD
TBH I'm not sure if I'd want to meet another forumer face-to-face. It's nothing against anybody, I'm just really quiet and kind of shy off-line. There would be a lot of long, uncomfortable silences. :-\Agreed. My internet personality is a lot more outgoing than my personal personality.
EDIT: @PyroDesu: Draignean gave you an 8% chance of success of killing someone. I'm gonna take that chance, and lower it to 2% myself. After James' awesome punching, Tarran's successful dual wield, and Dom's DOOR KICKING POWER!!, I think you're more likely to end up with a serious headache and numerous bullet holes. You'll still be alive, though. Somehow.I'm ashamed of you not mentioning Taric's Porn Power.
I'm ashamed of you not mentioning Taric's Porn Power.
Dom would doorkick a door into you
That was of course assuming James doesn't die in his own damn mind.chance of him dying in his mind and becoming some kind of grotesque psyker abomination controlled by fungus: 70%
Migraines, chronic pains in the ass. Apparently rare in males, but I guess I'm just special. (You know, I always wanted to be a mutant. I suppose I figured I'd get laser vision or teleportation, not random sickness inducing pain.) They happened a lot more often before I gave up caffeine, and now I've managed to pin them down by avoiding sugar like it was the plague. They've gone from 2-3 a week to around once a month, which is far more liveable.I have Tourette's, so we can be Deviation buddies!
Oh god, if an immortal suit got put on James...The suit would freak out and literally run out of the base in sheer terror from the utter mess that is James' mind.
Oh god, if an immortal suit got put on James...The suit would freak out and literally run out of the base in sheer terror from the utter mess that is James' mind.
Ah good ol´ Tarran syndromeOf course, if we got one for you, it would really be effective for clearing out the base because it will only hit allies if it ends up dual-wielding.Oh god, if an immortal suit got put on James...The suit would freak out and literally run out of the base in sheer terror from the utter mess that is James' mind.
Oh god, if an immortal suit got put on James...The suit would freak out and literally run out of the base in sheer terror from the utter mess that is James' mind.
They would try to lobotomize him and then James' brain would punch them to death.
Though with his luck, it wouuld punch through his skull first :PThey would try to lobotomize him and then James' brain would punch them to death.
Considering the utter bad-ass that James is when it comes to punching things, this sounds totally believable. Your brain would psionically grow a fist and punch the Immortal lobotomizers until they get the freakin' message.
Though with his luck, it wouuld punch through his skull first :PThey would try to lobotomize him and then James' brain would punch them to death.
Considering the utter bad-ass that James is when it comes to punching things, this sounds totally believable. Your brain would psionically grow a fist and punch the Immortal lobotomizers until they get the freakin' message.
@Edit 2: ...Groups of 8 or more students? O.o Wut?
Uh, wow.
Dude. My goodness. Your life sounds... well, like you definitely have a luck of -25. Or -50.
You seem to be taking it well, though, based on your post. You've got quite a bit of will.
IT LIVES ONCE MORE! *Invents new railway type that keeps train on the rail at all times, regardless of what happens. Even if a freakin thermonuclear weapon went off nearby, it'd STAY ON THE RAILS!*
Whole Team: Keep killing
Believing that the area ahead was secured, Tarran moved from his corner position, gesturing to Jordan to follow.
Jog towards Ashley and Harry. Gesture for Jordan to come.
"Hey, Taric. Got some presents for you," Dom announced as she entered the room again. "Some sort of document and some drugs, although I ain't giving you the drugs yet." She grinned. "I'll just hold onto them until you can get to a lab or somethin' and figure out what it is. Maybe you could look it up on that terminal, though. It's some kind of yellow and green liquid muck." She held out the sheaf of papers, waiting for him to take it.
Hit the most recent inventory lists that this terminal has, whilst also attempting to bring up a "Map key" of some sorts to help me find the armouries.
James was beginning to freak out. "OK, do you have any idea of how to do what he was doing?" Dangit, dangit maybe he could bring his old shadow back? He would try that.
Draignean, do you think you could work on a map again? I'm slowly starting to lose sense of my location again.
Then I got side tracked ... and all the productivity went to hell from there.
Then I got side tracked making animated sprites and all the productivity went to hell from there....Why are you making animated sprites?
Then I got side tracked making animated sprites and all the productivity went to hell from there....Why are you making animated sprites?
Any chance of seeing them? ^^^ When they're finished, I mean.
The timewasters? If you like, they took a couple minutes each, so don't expect complexity. Or skill. Or anything.You asked for me to show you my army combat and it had none of those.
The timewasters? If you like, they took a couple minutes each, so don't expect complexity. Or skill. Or anything.You asked for me to show you my army combat and it had none of those.
Highlight all doors. Doors are important. Maybe highlight locked or jammed doors red, too. Highlight all doors not opened at least once before yellow.
"Where's James? Son of a bitch, this was a distraction! Harry, see if you can't repeat that lap throw and light the hall ahead up for us please."
Grab a railgun, and half of all the ammo the Immortals were carrying, and continue down the hall cautiously.
Continue Down the hallway aswell, Retrieve Light
Dom handed the papers over grumpily. "You should pay more attention, dude. I mean I could have shot you like ninety times while you were farting around on that computer. What did you find that was so interesting, anyway? Seven zettabytes of porn?" she said, perhaps a bit snarky in tone. On the other hand, given Taric's previous nonchalance about looking at porn, using porn to distract people on the subway - or so he'd said - and using touch-based porn to distract enemies, he did kind of have a track record...
Look over the papers. Maybe that'll get dom off my case...
"Aaahhh God. I've gone to my previous memories in an attempt to do what caused me to find my shadow, it looks like. ...I'm going to repeat the process."
James willed the dream away rapidly like he had done before, trying to shatter the dreamscape precisely as before.
Wow, those Immortals were only carrying 2 clips for all of them? Talk about poorly armed.
"Right." Taric exclaimed as he threw the papers away. "Atleast I know the author of that that was send here as a prisoner, rather than as a staff member. Now please, Let me get back to going though the damn files..."
Hit the most recent inventory lists that this terminal has, whilst also attempting to bring up a "Map key" of some sorts to help me find the armouries.
One clip each, plus one in the gun.You know, that sentence could be interpreted in a way that sounds like you're saying that 2 of them had nothing but a clip and only one had a rifle along with his clip. :P
BAD WRITING!
One clip each, plus one in the gun.You know, that sentence could be interpreted in a way that sounds like you're saying that 2 of them had nothing but a clip and only one had a rifle along with his clip. :P
I can kinda sorta see in the dark, but not well enough to read by
(Quick note that Dom's action is completely in-character. Even a badly written, heavy on the smut romance novel is still a romance novel. >.>)
One of the great things about B12, average IQ is way above par.How do you know that for sure? ;) I don't see an IQ statistic anywhere. For all you know we could be cavemen that simply managed to find internet and a computer. :P
One of the great things about B12, average IQ is way above par.How do you know that for sure? ;) I don't see an IQ statistic anywhere. For all you know we could be cavemen that simply managed to find internet and a computer. :P
"To the corner. Quickly, before anyone has a chance to ready themselves for us."
Sprint to the corner, but don't go around or past it.
Without any evidence as to which way they went, Ash takes a deep breath, and follows the path that seems best
Once she had the papers together, she answered Taric's question. "I couldn't read them, Tar. I can kinda sorta see in the dark, but not well enough to read by, and they were all stapled up on the wall. I thought they might be some techno-babble-bullshit, y'know, your kind of thing." She started reading them. At the very least, even if the author was a pretentious halfwit, it would be more interesting than standing around waiting for the hacker to finish what he was doing.
"Right." Taric exclaimed as he threw the papers away. "Atleast I know the author of that that was send here as a prisoner, rather than as a staff member. Now please, Let me get back to going though the damn files..."
Hit the most recent inventory lists that this terminal has, whilst also attempting to bring up a "Map key" of some sorts to help me find the armouries.
James was going to have to do what he had done last time, but he wasn't functioning as well as last time, and he had to do it quicker... "He's going to try to shoot you!" James went up at the armed men, breaking the bond or simply willing his way through them, and then taking the guns right out of the hands of the gunmen, once again ignoring the bullets that would inevitably come.
Question: What are the chances of me shooting past the corner and through the wall and hitting the elevator controls from here with my Ichneumon? What are the chances of a hit destroying the controls?
I like your style though.Thanks. Surprisingly enough, that took very little time to think of.
Also, heh, I am one over my encumbrance. Figures. I should quickly lose it in this combat assuming the clips actually weigh anything.
Dom continued reading with a rather cat-like grin on her face.Yep, thanks for being useful Dom.
Dom continued reading with a rather cat-like grin on her face.Yep, thanks for being useful Dom.
James snatched the pistol from the Technocrat's hands and then attempted to knock him out, whirling with a kick to the head.
Dom continued reading with a rather cat-like grin on her face.Yep, thanks for being useful Dom.
James snatched the pistol from the Technocrat's hands and then attempted to knock him out, whirling with a kick to the head.
I can't help you anyway, and I'm not going anywhere without Taric since going alone is probably suicide. :P
Better yet, you could get a suit on you, and then someone could use Control on you. Putting it up to five things vying for control of your brain.I wonder if anything would be able to function at all with five things fighting for James' brain.
Mercies betide.
If a suit was put on James, would the fungus and the suit fight another?
My head hurts, should I be worried?
If James wins, can he expect any rewards at all? (not looking for specifics, just yes or no).
MY COMPUTER IS COVERED WITH INSECTS!!!
Can James fight a suit in his mind if one is put on him, since he's already fighting the fungus?
Catch up
Thinking quickly, Tarran shoots at the elevator controls with his Ichneumon.
Dom continued reading with a rather cat-like grin on her face.
Get the computer operational again.
James snatched the pistol from the Technocrat's hands and then attempted to knock him out, whirling with a kick to the head.
Dominique finishes the stack she's on, then goes back to sorting.
(Easy actions for the last few turns. :P)
Oh no, James! Nooo! I missed!
...On the bright side, at least I hit the Immortals without even trying. :P That unusual upgrade was definitely worth it.
Does my character know the Immortals are in the elevator, or no?
What are my chances of getting to the elevator in time before it closes?
What kind of effect would jamming the Artemis in the elevator door do assuming I get there?
(Despite the risks of going solo, I am thinking of ditching his ass. :P He doesn't need anyone to watch his back right now anyway.)
Also, speaking of James, you horribly messed up a spoiler tag. His "Initiative" spoiler swallowed up 1/3 of the turn.
Wolfchild, Powder, Post damnit. I'm attempting to turn over a new leaf and I can't do it without your actions!I think I might see what you're trying to do there. :P
Alright, Wolfchild has forced me into doing something that I have almost never done.Lucky.
Looks like you get to keep your eyeballs for now...
Reload my Ichneumon completely. "Damn it, they're getting away! If any of you has any ideas, do it now while we still have a chance!"
Hack into the controlls, and make the elevator come back to this floor
Find those primary emmiters and get them up and running.
Seeing Taric was still absorbed with the computer and probably would be for a long time, Dominique decided to resume scouting around and went back into the tunnels, then out the other room and tried the door to see if she could open it.
James turns to the blight and jokes around. "So you're perfectly capable of repeatedly stabbing me, but suddenly a mind thing knocks you across the room. Whatever" He shrugs and decides to explore the area.
Well then, if the person cannot be saved, at least his captors can die with him, Force open the door, and sever the elevator cableDUDE! NOT COOL!
Well then, if the person cannot be saved, at least his captors can die with him, Force open the door, and sever the elevator cable
Well then, if the person cannot be saved, at least his captors can die with him, Force open the door, and sever the elevator cableDUDE! NOT COOL!
Ok magnetics then I thought they were going up not down
Attempt to interfere with the electromagnets so that the carriage will halt
Well, she has a big ass bodyguard to help her... Both of which have traits assigned to make them nigh-impossible to subvert without mindbreaking torture, or the exact right incentive.But certainly they have the heart to not kill a friend without being told why by their leader, right? Or are they cold hearted robots just pretending to be semi-human?
What up? And I mean that in the "What additional up can be gained?" sense , not "How are you?" sense.Methinks you misread what he said.
Are we talking, force open the door, leap daringly out onto the elevator shaft wall, and attempt to use your mechanical skills to interfere with a rail while hanging on for dear life.I must say dear sir that is a very bad idea.
Or are we talking, force open the door, then shoot bullets out of our guns until we hit something important.This also is a very bad idea.
Well, she has a big ass bodyguard to help her... Both of which have traits assigned to make them nigh-impossible to subvert without mindbreaking torture, or the exact right incentive.But certainly they have the heart to not kill a friend without being told why by their leader, right? Or are they cold hearted robots just pretending to be semi-human?
What up? And I mean that in the "What additional up can be gained?" sense , not "How are you?" sense.Methinks you misread what he said.
He said that he thought the guys in the elevator were going up, and not down.
Are we talking, force open the door, leap daringly out onto the elevator shaft wall, and attempt to use your mechanical skills to interfere with a rail while hanging on for dear life.I must say dear sir that is a very bad idea.
QuoteOr are we talking, force open the door, then shoot bullets out of our guns until we hit something important.This also is a very bad idea.
Draignean: GM of Bad Ideas.
They are soldiers. "Why" is something to discuss when you're a great deal more drunk and none of your COs are in the room. Powder is a threat, even passively. He is supplies in enemy hands.Wow, they are cold. Possibly colder than me, Dom, James, or Taric.
Short Version: Yes, they'll kill him.
More seriously, a bad idea is only a bad idea when you fail, otherwise it's known as a heroic gambit."Jumping out of a spaceship in space with no parachute and a thin vacuum suit, glancing off of enemy ships while planting explosives on them while under fire from them, sliding down a mountain to slow down my fall, and landing in a lake to stop my fall is only a bad idea when it fails."
They are soldiers. "Why" is something to discuss when you're a great deal more drunk and none of your COs are in the room. Powder is a threat, even passively. He is supplies in enemy hands.Wow, they are cold. Possibly colder than me, Dom, James, or Taric.
Short Version: Yes, they'll kill him.
More seriously, a bad idea is only a bad idea when you fail, otherwise it's known as a heroic gambit."Jumping out of a spaceship in space with no parachute and a thin vacuum suit, glancing off of enemy ships while planting explosives on them while under fire from them, sliding down a mountain to slow down my fall, and landing in a lake to stop my fall is only a bad idea when it fails."
Right... :P
I thought the immortals were going in the non existent up direction because i suck at reading apparently, and i was more thinking Harry's staggershock implants, electronic shocks tend to interfere with electro-magnets
Plus there was that time you shoved a SMG in the face of a Technocrat who was about as much threat as a happy puppy. I don't think you can call morality on this.Really? When was this? I can't seem to remember. ???
Plus there was that time you shoved a SMG in the face of a Technocrat who was about as much threat as a happy puppy. I don't think you can call morality on this.Really? When was this? I can't seem to remember. ???
But... I'm pretty sure I was always with the Unchained from the start of the game. I picked the Freedom Fighter profession.
At the tower with... Dwarmin, or whoever was the boss? That fight?The one Trol had brainlocked. You just put him down at the end of the fight.Plus there was that time you shoved a SMG in the face of a Technocrat who was about as much threat as a happy puppy. I don't think you can call morality on this.Really? When was this? I can't seem to remember. ???
SC is right, Freedom Fighter isn't the same as Unchained. Freedom Fighters are independents, the Unchained are a (mostly) unified force. You have been on friendly terms since the beginning, and they would have been more than happy to let something fall off the back of a truck for you, but you weren't one of them.Ah, you might want to clarify that in the first post then. Because these bits:
Hell, even now you've got a fairly sporadic track record as an undercaptain.
...The Unchained: The common name for the freedom fighters...
...Freedom FighterCan cause people to end up with untrue conclusions such as mine.
Background: Okay, you aren't really the most important member of your organization... ...and the Unchained only need to call and you'll answer.
Affiliation: -2 Technocrats, +2 the Unchained
I believe killing someone who tried to kill us and could possibly attempt to again if we let him isn't that bad of a moral decision.
...The Unchained: The common name for the freedom fighters...
...Freedom Fighter
Background: Okay, you aren't really the most important member of your organization... ...and the Unchained only need to call and you'll answer.
Affiliation: -2 Technocrats, +2 the Unchained
Of course, I think the part about the drinking and throwing crap in maintenance kinda makes it plain that you aren't part of any real group,What, so you're saying there can't be some losers on groups that do just that? :P
particularly in addition to the last line.It could just mean that you're a sleeper, part-time member, or a member that only comes when they are in need.
Everyone in the Unchained is laying low, it's not exactly as if you can do anything else. However, Consumption of monitored substances and civil disturbance/littering isn't the way to do it.Of course, I think the part about the drinking and throwing crap in maintenance kinda makes it plain that you aren't part of any real group,What, so you're saying there can't be some losers on groups that do just that? :P
In addition, that could also mean that a group is just laying low. Especially if that group likely does not have the firepower to take on their enemies.particularly in addition to the last line.It could just mean that you're a sleeper, part-time member, or a member that only comes when they are in need.
Finally, the most important part is the part that it says "Okay, you aren't really the most important member of your organization" in the first line, which makes it sound as if you are part of a real group.
However, Consumption of monitored substances and civil disturbance/littering isn't the way to do it.Bah humbug. That is a lie. :P
Sleepers... well, anyone who would be a sleeper would probably be far too important for you to start as.Why is anything too important for us to start out as? From what I've seen it doesn't matter who you are... you're fricking going to go to goddamn Epsilon Eridani whether you like it or not--regardless of how hard you fight or who you are--where your importance back on earth has little meaning besides a bit of flavor text. Unless you managed to find something interesting. But then again, you don't have to find anything interesting to be a sleeper, right?
I word my statements and descriptions loosely. Had I not, Powder probably wouldn't have put his reserve character in as an unchained, a faction which he can join at start now because our protagonists are on good terms.You could have just edited the first post and got the same results. I'm just saying. A little effort could achieve the same results without causing confusion.
Interpret as you will, anytime two people take a look at something worth seeing they'll come away with two different impressions.Yes. But it's the extent of the difference that matters. As it stands, your impression was significantly distanced from mine on major points. In my opinion, it's generally better if they're only somewhat distanced or not distanced at all on major points. Minor points are okay to be significantly distanced. Major, not so much in my opinion.
Why is anything too important for us to start out as? From what I've seen it doesn't matter who you are... you're fricking going to go to goddamn Epsilon Eridani whether you like it or not--regardless of how hard you fight or who you are--where your importance back on earth has little meaning besides a bit of flavor text. Unless you managed to find something interesting. But then again, you don't have to find anything interesting to be a sleeper, right?
Bah humbug. That is a lie. :P
You could have just edited the first post and got the same results. I'm just saying. A little effort could achieve the same results without causing confusion.
Yes. But it's the extent of the difference that matters. As it stands, your impression was significantly distanced from mine on major points. In my opinion, it's generally better if they're only somewhat distanced or not distanced at all on major points. Minor points are okay to be significantly distanced. Major, not so much in my opinion.
My mind works in different ways than most, I didn't even see how there might be confusion until you brought it up. If it would make you happy, I could change "organization" to "brethren", and probably add an "among" after it says member to make it flow, but I still think it's a bit silly to change. Still if it's really that necessary to you, and two of the others think it's necessary (watchers included in others), I'll do it.You don't even have to change that. All you would have to do is change a few words in the Factions to tell people that "Unchained" is not another name for Freedom Fighters, but it is a name for a group of them.
The Unchained: The common name for the freedom fightersTo
The Unchained: The common name for a group of freedom fighters
Major?It's major because until now I had assumed all freedom fighters were Unchained, while you had it as the Unchained were only a smaller group.
I'm intrigued, in what way is this a major differentiation of visions?
I assume all men in a battalion use rifles, while you have it as only half of them.
I assume all men in a base are immune to a disease, while you have it as only 90% of them.
I assume all men in a squad are wearing heavy armor, but in truth only 2 of them are wearing heavy armor.
I assume all cars in a parking lot will be plain cars, but in truth there's only group of plain cars in there.
I assume all 30 clips of ammo will be AP, but in truth only several clips are AP.
I assume an enemy squad is entirely composed of close range specialists, but in truth there are a couple of snipers.
Oh, really I thought Freedom Fighter was Unchained, and thats why I put April as an Unchained in her waitlist app.
while you and Powder both seem to have a different, but similar to one another, method of interpretation.I haven't actually noticed that besides this single time to be truthful. I personally think I'm kind of a one-of-a-kind.
Nobody has any clue how Taric interprets information, though I imagine little mental in-boxes labeled "Porn" and "Not Porn", but that's probably too much bleed through from his character.No, it's "Porn", "Electronic Porn", "Electronic fondling", and "Technocrat fondling". Get it right. :P
What about James? NAME HIS CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT... besides his brainfighting. Like how earlier he was willing to be merciful on the dream thug yet he's now willing to put punchgun bullets through the brains of things he comes across.QuoteWhy is anything too important for us to start out as? From what I've seen it doesn't matter who you are... you're fricking going to go to goddamn Epsilon Eridani whether you like it or not--regardless of how hard you fight or who you are--where your importance back on earth has little meaning besides a bit of flavor text. Unless you managed to find something interesting. But then again, you don't have to find anything interesting to be a sleeper, right?
Making someone important, or even giving you any status whatsoever among the Unchained, gives you a reason to side with them. I don't want that. In a sense anyone who is sympathetic is a sleeper for the cause, but a true sleeper agent, someone who knows who they're really working for, would have to be fairly powerful to resist being read. (Do remember the psychics. If the Unchained tried to sow sleepers without considerable empathetic talent, the entire operation could destroy itself and more within weeks.)
Flavor text, my friend, is everything. Without it there is no story. Actions do not define us, they may shape us, but they do not define us. How we feel about our actions, our motivation, our ability to deal with the aftermath, that is what defines who we are. Harry not hesitating before putting a bullet in James' brain on someone's orders is flavor text, but it defines the character. I considered starting you as newly shipped in deviants, but that would deny you the ability to tell your character's living lie, the mask that your character had prior to having his/her life turned into a living shithole.
Without the couple turns of flavor text, neither you or the the mute audience has the ability to see the true growth of character. Taric has lost the inhibitions he had, You've fallen into darker and darker brooding, Dominique has found a strength far beyond her days as a maintenance worker, and Trol succumbed to his own madness and lost his last fragile desire to care.
while you and Powder both seem to have a different, but similar to one another, method of interpretation.I haven't actually noticed that besides this single time to be truthful. I personally think I'm kind of a one-of-a-kind.
What about James? NAME HIS CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT... besides his brainfighting. Like how earlier he was willing to be merciful on the dream thug yet he's now willing to put punchgun bullets through the brains of things he comes across.QuoteWhy is anything too important for us to start out as? From what I've seen it doesn't matter who you are... you're fricking going to go to goddamn Epsilon Eridani whether you like it or not--regardless of how hard you fight or who you are--where your importance back on earth has little meaning besides a bit of flavor text. Unless you managed to find something interesting. But then again, you don't have to find anything interesting to be a sleeper, right?
Making someone important, or even giving you any status whatsoever among the Unchained, gives you a reason to side with them. I don't want that. In a sense anyone who is sympathetic is a sleeper for the cause, but a true sleeper agent, someone who knows who they're really working for, would have to be fairly powerful to resist being read. (Do remember the psychics. If the Unchained tried to sow sleepers without considerable empathetic talent, the entire operation could destroy itself and more within weeks.)
Flavor text, my friend, is everything. Without it there is no story. Actions do not define us, they may shape us, but they do not define us. How we feel about our actions, our motivation, our ability to deal with the aftermath, that is what defines who we are. Harry not hesitating before putting a bullet in James' brain on someone's orders is flavor text, but it defines the character. I considered starting you as newly shipped in deviants, but that would deny you the ability to tell your character's living lie, the mask that your character had prior to having his/her life turned into a living shithole.
Without the couple turns of flavor text, neither you or the the mute audience has the ability to see the true growth of character. Taric has lost the inhibitions he had, You've fallen into darker and darker brooding, Dominique has found a strength far beyond her days as a maintenance worker, and Trol succumbed to his own madness and lost his last fragile desire to care.
Oh, really I thought Freedom Fighter was Unchained, and thats why I put April as an Unchained in her waitlist app.
It's a Sin to post and then leave without even a flavor action, and yes, it does deserve that capital 'S'.
Technically, he's trying to help Dom get to him to even the numbers, so you could always have his action assist mine if rolls are necessary.
Heh, you're not actively in combat so no rolls are necessary to cross the distance. Though the image of Dominique running with Tarran doing cheers in the background for encouragement is strangely hilarious.I have no idea why, but I am reminded of Rocky.
"Hey, Boss! Where the fuck are ya?" Dominique yelled. If she got a response, she'd try to follow his voice to his location.
"Down here, you traitor! Get here on the double, James has been taken by the Immortals!"
Walk to Ash and watch to see what she is doing. If she tries to cut the cable, stop her.
Attempt to interfere with the electromagnets so that the carriage will halt, then follow it down carefully
See if I can't clear up the display, then get the information I wanted off of it.
James crouched by the doorway. He whispered to the blight. "There's an unarmored thug in there and a armored guy in there. If we lure the armored one out we can probably shoot him down. What do you think?"
Start getting to work sorting the inventories out...
Sure, I can list the psionics, probably tomorrow, but that should be very useful.How is the lift operated by the way?
10 stamina for every 150 pounds... So uh... Lifting the cab alone would cost about 333 stamina.
Sure, I can list the psionics, probably tomorrow, but that should be very useful.How is the lift operated by the way?
10 stamina for every 150 pounds... So uh... Lifting the cab alone would cost about 333 stamina.
As in, what makes it move up and down?
Hmm. Cab's 5000 pounds, huh? Guess I'll change my action, then, and strikethrough the previous.
No offense (really), but I don't trust the dice rolls of a single person with the lives of two people.
So... Uhh... does anyone have any ideas what is left for me to do that would be productive? I'm not a mechanic, so I'm unsure if I can do anything productive right now.
You know, before doing anything stupid, I think I'll regenerate health. Because running around with ~35% HP is a bad idea. And will always be a bad idea no matter how much Draignean tries to convince me that it's a "Heroic Gambit" if I survive.
It is a Heroic Gambit! Most Heroic Gambits are really bad ideas, that's why we call them Heroic.I think someone once said that the difference between the heroes and the common idiots is that the heroes were remembered for their idiocy.
I apologize for the delay,Well, I can't honestly complain or I would be a hypocrite...
Fiddling with something serious suggested for psionics, but it's confusing the living hell out of me.DAMN YOU SERIOUS, DAMN YOU! YOU CONFUSED DRAIGNEAN! NOW THE NINJABABIES WILL NEVER COME!
Watching darkness, seeing lightThat sounds like a bad thing. Like, either your mind is going on the fritz, God is fiddling with your vision, or someone's going to shoot you in three seconds.
Someone rolls a sixGeneric Unchained #1257 I bet.
That sounds like a bad thing. Like, either your mind is going on the fritz, God is fiddling with your vision, or someone's going to shoot you in three seconds.
Generic Unchained #1257 I bet.
Sit around and regenerate silently. Silently enough that nobody will even notice that I'm still there.
Hmm. Cab's 5000 pounds, huh? Guess I'll change my action, then, and strikethrough the previous.
"So they went down that elevator shaft, huh? What's stopping us from following them?" Dom approached the open doors and looked down to see if she could safely jump down, taking into account she could try to soften her fall again with kinetics like she did during the previous base assault.
"Thanks Harry, here" Pass Harry an energy cell "Ok, the elevator is stopped, but I do not relish the idea of jumping down there, does anyone have any ideas?, we need to be quick"
Start getting to work sorting the inventories out...
James whispered "I don't know if they're empty.", carefully attempting to open a cell with his gun at the ready.
Right, not posting an action until I get some sleep. However, I'm going to suggest a list of floors for us to visit:Screw that, let's go to Fine Dining first. Who knows how hungry our characters are, let alone the awesome stuff we could find to eat in there?
4
12
14
19
20
We'll most likely be able to scrounge up better equipment from those locations. Floor eleven is also an option, abiet a risky one.
Regen because honestly my character is not a scientist or engineer and neither am I and I still don't have much health to troll Immortals.
What lack of a concrete action?Regen because honestly my character is not a scientist or engineer and neither am I and I still don't have much health to troll Immortals.
"Wait, did... you just say 'grenade'? As in, throwing a grenade into the elevator while James is still in there? Are you serious?"
Regen because honestly my character is not a scientist or engineer and neither am I and I still don't have much health to troll Immortals.
"You find a way to get me where he is going and I will stop them I swear, can you do that?"
Dom did some quick calculations. "All right, I'm carrying about one fifty pounds of equipment, and last I weighed I was like one ten or something... That heavy door I moved has gotta weigh more than that..." She attempted to pick herself up with her telekinetic powers, and if she was able, practiced moving herself about before risking trying to lower herself down the shaft.
Filter though the gathered information for armoury stocks, projects in the engineering labs and anything in field storage. Along with the stocks in the level 4 storage facilities.
James backed out and closed the door (but after the Blight got out). "Right, there's noone controlling the dream anymore. Let's just bait them out already, I want to see what's beyond this room."
poor bastard had a streak of bad luck that made your fiasco in New Chicago look like a walk in the parkHoly crap you remembered that/actually searched for that. I am moderately pleased. Good job sir. Though your mileage may vary on if I had a worse time or if James is having a worse one, considering I traveled several miles in and fell down on the floor of an old sewer network and got nothing in return.
poor bastard had a streak of bad luck that made your fiasco in New Chicago look like a walk in the parkHoly crap you remembered that
poor bastard had a streak of bad luck that made your fiasco in New Chicago look like a walk in the parkThough your mileage may vary on if I had a worse time or if James is having a worse one, considering I traveled several miles in and fell down on the floor of an old sewer network and got nothing in return.
(Where did the -2 come from? O.o)
-1, one shot throw. -2, bash him into a few objects. -3, marionette.
Anyway, questions: If I were to fall down the shaft, would my Passive Kinetics activate? Would I have any special penalties to my rolls if they activate? If they do activate and I get only a 3, including bonuses, how bad would the fall hurt?
A Draignean never forgets!Does that mean you're an elephant?
Actually, it's physically impossible for you to roll a three, or a two for that matter. You can roll a 1, or anything between a 4 and an 8. If you roll a one then you can count on being a bloody heap, otherwise I'll divide your fall damage by your passive kinetics roll.Bloody heap as in KIA? Or as in "You'll die in one shot"?
Your passive kinetics would kick in, probably. Rolling a one would indicate that they did not.
A Draignean never forgets!Does that mean you're an elephant?
Shut the system down, go find Dom.
A Draignean never forgets!Does that mean you're an elephant?Actually, it's physically impossible for you to roll a three, or a two for that matter. You can roll a 1, or anything between a 4 and an 8. If you roll a one then you can count on being a bloody heap, otherwise I'll divide your fall damage by your passive kinetics roll.Bloody heap as in KIA? Or as in "You'll die in one shot"?
Your passive kinetics would kick in, probably. Rolling a one would indicate that they did not.
SWEET ZOMBIE JESUS. A miracle!!!Indeed.
So, with a fall distance that Dom identified as 40-60 feet the damage would be somewhere between 21 and 67.Okay, so jumping down and hoping not to get a 1 is not an option at my current state of health. I'll just sit back and regen.
But my character was depressed while it was happening, so he likely does not know about the ORSes.Emphasis on this. My character likely does not even know ORSes exist, let alone that Jordan has any. I would be blatantly breaking roleplaying.
There's obviously a problem with that.But my character was depressed while it was happening, so he likely does not know about the ORSes.Emphasis on this. My character likely does not even know ORSes exist
you've used them several times,I don't recall using them. Really. Mind posting a link?
you were in the room while they were used to save Trol's life,Well, was my character paying full attention? That's the important part.
you could buy them at the signifer'sDo you think that someone would remember everything on a menu? Especially when they're not interested? I certainly don't.
they were a major medical breakthroughHm, fair point. But still, my character is not even nearly a doctor.
and you're fully cognizant that even Independent Medics (the worst supplied chop-docs there are) occasionally carry the stuff.However, I don't think you've ever told me this before now, have you?
It's okay if you don't want to ask for it, but I'm pretty certain Tarran Smith hasn't been living under a rock.Wow, why are you getting all upset?
QuoteIt's okay if you don't want to ask for it, but I'm pretty certain Tarran Smith hasn't been living under a rock.Wow, why are you getting all upset?
Quoteyou were in the room while they were used to save Trol's life,
Well, was my character paying full attention? That's the important part.
Do you think that someone would remember everything on a menu? Especially when they're not interested? I certainly don't.
That's all fine and well, but my character isn't exactly a doctor.
and you're fully cognizant that even Independent Medics (the worst supplied chop-docs there are) occasionally carry the stuff.QuoteHowever, I don't think you've ever told me this yet, have you?
He's getting upset because you are refusing user friendly, life saving treatment. It's basically a bar of bacteria that you press on your wounds and it dissolves and creates new tissue to heal them. You've definately used them, and if not you, then someone around you so Tarran definately should know they exist. It like the only medical treatment that brainless grunts can use safely and yet effectively because they don't DO anything.
He's getting upset because you are refusing user friendly, life saving treatment.I'm not sure it's lifesaving if I'm not dying.
You've definately used them,As I mentioned in my last post, I don't recall using them.
then someone around you so Tarran definately should know they exist.
Well, was my character paying full attention? That's the important part.
I can't imagine you were averting your gaze, particularly not when Dom nearly got wiped in the Shiren fight and you were practically carrying her while she administered them to herself.Did I actively watch her regenerate until she stopped regenerating? If someone was running down a road, and you stop paying attention for several minutes, how do you know that they didn't get in and use a car then get out when you weren't watching? Similarly, how does my character not know if she didn't use something else?
If I'm going to Denny's, no. If I'm picking through gear that's going to help me survive a rebellion, I'm memorizing the menu.Well, good for you then. Me, (and to an extension my avatar because he's pretty decently emotionally related to me) I can't remember crap in a list unless I've seen it several times over several different visits. I don't think I've visited the place many times.
The first pack of ORS you ever pulled was off the body of a Independent medic.That's unrelated. You're telling me what I pulled them off of, if I did. I'm asking if you've told me that I've pulled them off of anything before this day.
Micro-whatnow?
Did I actively watch her regenerate until she stopped regenerating? If someone was running down a road, and you stop paying attention for several minutes, how do you know that they didn't get in and use a car then get out when you weren't watching? Similarly, how does my character not know if she didn't use something else?
That's unrelated. You're telling me what I pulled them off of, if I did. I'm asking if you've told me that I've pulled them off of anything.
Did I know what they were when I picked them up, and how long after I picked them up did it take for me to see one in action?
And the answer to your jogging question, because no sane person jogs to their car, drives a hundred feet, and then gets out of the car and starts jogging again.Who said it was their car? ;)
Yes, the independent Deadeye who bargained his life in exchange for telling you where to get and how to use the ORS said to pull the case off of the medic. You were not the one who personally took the box off the medic, but again, you probably didn't suffer a sudden and temporary cessation of the senses when the event occurred.I'm sorry, what? I blanked out while reading your text.
...Anyway, if you say so. I personally don't remember it, this RTD has been going on for forever and I've definitely forgotten things.
Who said it was their car? ;)
And it could be possible that it's a holiday in some remote part of the world to run, get in your car, abandon it, then continue running. You never know~
No problem man, that's what you've got me for. A Draignean Never Forgets.Except when it comes to waiting lists if I recall correctly. :P
No problem man, that's what you've got me for. A Draignean Never Forgets.Except when it comes to waiting lists if I recall correctly. :P
Not me. My computer is dandy.
That sucks, dude. :-\ It seems like everyone is having computer troubles recently (me, you, Digital Hellhound)...
Will my body to HEAL FASTER DAMMIT.
Ash tries to remember if she found any floor plans of this place while she was jacked into the computer
Failing that, Dom decided to try something easier: first open the hatch on top of the elevator, because surely it had one, then lift James out through it and back up to here.
Shut the system down, go find Dom.
James sighed, stepped in, and shot at the thug, if he was there, then quickly ducked back in, sticking a foot out if anyone but the Blight came through the doorway.
DRAIGNEAN! ;-; I'm happy to see you back, dude. I'm glad you're feeling better.
Sorry about that guys, I just can't think of anything to post as an action so... :-\... I think Cthulhu will call me soon, this is a sign that the end is nigh.
Autopilot me for a few turns, and we'll go from there...
Sorry about that guys, I just can't think of anything to post as an action so... :-\
Autopilot me for a few turns, and we'll go from there...
Not your fault Draig. I just can't see what Taric could do in this situation :-\
"Agh... just a bit of pain Tarran. Get over it. It's only for a few seconds. So, does anyone have a plan yet?"
Dominique shut out the outside world to focus her entire being into getting a firm hold on James and hauling him back up to safety. His life depended on her now even more than it did a moment ago, and she wasn't going to let him - or the team - down.
Give the big girl a bit more time, then start the search for another way down
Turn my laser back into a flashlight, then see about getting out of here.
James ran out towards the cell with the... thing and ushered the Blight towards it, luring the trooper out so when the trooper came in sight he could shoot the trooper in the face.
((Draignean, what are the chances that my character knows how to preform CPR, out of curiosity?))
If I can see the access to the elevator lob a grenade into it now that james is not there
Examine James very carefully for any and all wounds. Also, look at him in a very "Pffft, rookie" way while doing so.
Throw a grenade into the shaft hoping for the best
Dom slapped James to try and awaken him!
Retrace Dom's steps out of here.
James waited, and if the trooper got close he'd try to disarm him.
((Dude, Dom, he's like in a coma!))((Dude, he's like, in a coma!))
Nah, it's a sort of staggered four way. Hold on, I'll pull the map, it's not accurate, right now you guys are all clustered about where the immortals are, except for taric who is at the right end of the horizontal.Ahh.
I don't get it.((Dude, Dom, he's like in a coma!))((Dude, he's like, in a coma!))
I don't get it.((Dude, Dom, he's like in a coma!))((Dude, he's like, in a coma!))
She then got the railgun and ammo and left James's condition up to the actual medic.
These pages belong to each of you, and with the exception of the right-hand character bar and the "Story" section,What exactly is the "Story" section about, out of curiosity?
These pages belong to each of you, and with the exception of the right-hand character bar and the "Story" section,What exactly is the "Story" section about, out of curiosity?
Trying for six people, D? That could be interesting. ^^^
I suspect I'll lose someone in this location
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[[/collapsible]]1. You don't mind if I do, right? This is the big question. >.>1: I do mind. While I don't have anything against you doing it, it really is something I'd rather do myself (of course, I'm bad with faces so, so far it's only been helmet pictures), and Draignean didn't inform me either.
2. Is the King of Fighters style like Dom and James have on the map OK?
3. Anything specific you want, like a certain background or a scar on the cheek or something of that nature?
I'm going to bump the thread because I want to tell you about a dream I had involving the players of Deviation-22 last night.Pfff, come on man, you're only supposed to be nutters in the brain inside the game, not outside.
What happened first in the dream is that I was somehow signed in as Taricus and had apparently unknowingly made a post as him. And then the Draigcorp that Draignean makes jokes about actually existed, and apparently had its own TV channel. Also tv channels hade like picture listings of their shows, and Draignean's channel had his avatar plastered on all of them.
'Twas weird.
1: I do mind. While I don't have anything against you doing it, it really is something I'd rather do myself (of course, I'm bad with faces so, so far it's only been helmet pictures), and Draignean didn't inform me either.
I'm going to bump the thread because I want to tell you about a dream I had involving the players of Deviation-22 last night.
What happened first in the dream is that I was somehow signed in as Taricus and had apparently unknowingly made a post as him. And then the Draigcorp that Draignean makes jokes about actually existed, and apparently had its own TV channel. Also tv channels hade like picture listings of their shows, and Draignean's channel had his avatar plastered on all of them.
'Twas weird.
The images would be for the wiki, I asked SC about it so the artistic style would remain consistent. If you don't want him to do it then I can continue using the blanks.Well, I'm working on my own picture as of this moment. So continue using blanks until I either fail horrifically or succeed amazingly please.
Slowly walk north but stop before the T junction.
Oh well get out of there, try to find way to objective
"I'm tripping over this fat-ass's leg," Dom growled back at Tarran, gesturing at Jordan as she got to her feet. She then got the railgun and ammo and left James's condition up to the actual medic.
Rejoin the group. Stare at someone until they feel bad for abandoning me.
James ran and grabbed the rifle, beating the figment over the head with it. To unjam it. Yeah. If the technocrat grabbed it first, James grabbed the weird person thing and charged into the trooper with it.
(Good question. His STR is two, yours is three, mine is nine, and James is at twelve... Yet James and I can carry the same and Taric can carry more than you... >.>)
WolfieIs that some kind of codename for some special awesome sex move?
1: GET BACK TO WORK ON YOUR ARR TEE DEE SLACKER.1: Probably doing it tomorrow. I'm a grown-up, I got things to do.
2: Your avatar is... creepy.
3: This post is completely unrelated to the previous topic. Oh well we'll live.
SeriousConcentrate probably got it and is messing with you.
WolfieIs that some kind of codename for some special awesome sex move?
More seriously, in my experience, this kind of situation (active people not paying attention) calls for PMs. Since I'm used to PMs by now (sigh) and it appears that Draignean reluctant to use them (based on Taricus not saying anything at all), I'll go ahead and PM them because I can.
I PM'd Taricus twenty minutes after I wrote the last turn.Ah. That means he's definitely aware of the PMs then.
Wolfchild I don't PM that often because he -like myself- reliably posts unreliably. He's not a flake, and I trust that he'll get to it when he gets to it.I know, but I just decided to PM him too because if I'm going to PM one guy I might as well PM another.
One would appreciate it if, in future, you didn't take such matters into your own hands.Yeah, I don't know what I was thinking. It was some sort of impulsive decision that was very likely not intelligent on this side of the cosmos.
Ahra I might PM soon, largely because I think he, like most of the waitlist, gave up any hope of getting into the game months ago, and I think it might make him happy to know that he has an opportunity.I'd suggest PMing him very soon, because based on him saying that he's trying to phase off of B12 (he said it in my RTD (http://www.bay12forums.com/smf/index.php?topic=91236.msg3320764;topicseen#msg3320764)), and him not posting since the 11th last month and not being active at all these last four days, there's a chance he's about ready to forget about B12.
Now whats this about a chance to get in this monument of Awesomeness?
Everyone has been accepted on the wiki, and the change to the equipment list has been made. Not a big deal, but here at Draigcorp we aim to please so that we can steal your money while you're not looking.
Anyway, despite the fancy-shmancy new wiki, I cannot actually prognosticate your actions. I know, what's the point in having one if it can't do everything for you, but alas, I must obey the laws of space and time.
Wolfchild. YOUR ACTION, WITH ALL AVAILABLE HASTE. DO IT, DO IT NOW.
Taricus. I'd enjoy your action, but you can continue being absentee if necessary.
Ahra. Do you want to get in? If so then we're going to have to have a small talk, but it is currently possible.
Bump?
Yeah, got a good start on the day so I can definitely work something out. Might not be before noon as I still have things to do, but don't despair.
Uh, apparently "work something out" meant "buy Starfarer and play it".Ooh!
That evening and this morning did not work out as anticipated. We apologize for the inconvenience.Don't need to apologize, I know how addicting it was the first time I played it. :P
"So, guys, there's this hallway down here." Tarran said, pointing west. "Anybody want to explore this one? Only with less splitting up this time?"
"Taric. Dude. It's rude to stare. Don't make me headbutt you, because I'll do it." Warning delivered, Dom looked for a safe place to drag James and hide him from the Immortals. At least until he woke up. While doing that, she responded to Tarran. "Maybe, boss. Just help me find a place to stash this guy and we can get going."
Make mocking faces when Dominique turns her back. Bide time until opportunity for injection of scathing remark presents itself. Follow Tarran and Dom to make sure they don't leave again.
Oh, and maybe ask what they want to do with that guy.
Side of caution, Emergency brake, then work on overiding external controll before releasing the break
James attempted to shoot the trooper, and if that didn't work he would drive his fist into the trooper's face.
Considering he was talking to a woman suggestively with the line 'you don't have to do it alone, that's what friends are for' I'm pretty sure he meant it that way. XD
You are aware that when people write that it's usually used to denote innuendo, right? I'm pretty sure you didn't mean it like that, 'cuz that would kind of be out of the blue and strange in context...Oh come on, Tarran likes Dom but he's nowhere near feeling romantic at this current time.
Taric's soul is leaving his body and possessing Tarran everyone runNah, he wouldn't dare: He could never tolerate the dual wielding friendly fires.
Considering he was talking to a woman suggestively with the line 'you don't have to do it alone, that's what friends are for' I'm pretty sure he meant it that way. XDNah, it's not my style.
Oh come on, Tarran likes Dom but he's nowhere near feeling romantic at this current time.
"Well, I guess we could go north a little and leave James here s-Wait, you guys found someone and left him alone? Dammit, guys, somebody on this team has got to know when to not leave people behind!" Tarran fumed, complaining at his teammates and at himself.
Dom blinked at Taric. "Did you just leave him behind? God damn it, Taric. He was like our only insider here. Go get him!" With an irritated sigh, she turned back to Tarran. "Anyway... which way you wanna go, boss? Something smells metallic up to the north, maybe blood, if that helps any."
Be indignant when people growl at me, insist that it’s their own fault.
2 cells from me 1 each from my squadies
James took his pistol and shot the trooper in the face. Because in fact, guns are usually better at this than fists.
James attempted to finish off the trooper with a point-blank pistol shot to the head.
"Dom, get ready." Tarran whispered, readying his Jormungandr and kneeling.
"Come on out, put your hands in the air. We will shoot at any sign of hostility, so don't even try it!" Tarran said calmly and firmly... as he started shuffling backwards slightly.
"Hey, boss? There's also a maintenance hatch back that way," Dom whispered, pointing at it. She was used to going through them for various jobs back in her manual labor days, and she wanted him to know it was an option if this plan didn't work out. Her duty done, she readied her assault rifle and took up position near Tarran, ready to open fire on his command.
"This is your last chance! Three seconds, or we'll be coming for you! And we're not afraid to shoot, jackass!" Tarran said decisively.
"And we both have assault rifles, and we know how to use them!" Dom added.
"Now this is where I see what happens when I go into some branch of the prison I hadn't gone before in the dream." James walks, pistol ready, to the room where the thug and trooper -were- and then looks for a door he hadn't been before and takes it.
You know... I'm starting t have the suspicion that we're talking to a non-living, deaf, or braindead thing. And as a result the 3s are fixed, not rolled. Hmm...
Charge in, finger on the trigger. Shoot immediately if the creature makes any sudden moves that could be reaching for a weapon or charging. "GET DOWN ON THE GROUND!"
Dom followed Tarran in, ready to start firing the second he did, while making sure she stayed to his right to prevent any friendly fire incidents.
"This... probably belongs to... him. My torturer. ...and if there's any place I'm going to get clues about what's going on, it's here." James walked up and tried to make out what the square object was.
James just kind of refused and tried to find an end to the beach, something more useful.
(Also... think we should consider Taric a lost cause by this point, and just relegate his character to NPC status?)
But... he's Taricus, the first guy to sign up, the man with the porn, one of the starting four, the only one of you with any skill or character ability to use empathetics...You really shouldn't keep Taricus if he doesn't want to play. It's not like he can't post, it's pretty much clear that he doesn't want to. Thus, you shouldn't keep him in, because all you're doing is dragging dead weight and even possibly annoying Taricus.
...
Anyway, We'll see, but I'm a sentimental bastard.
But... he's Taricus, the first guy to sign up, the man with the porn, one of the starting four, the only one of you with any skill or character ability to use empathetics...You really shouldn't keep Taricus if he doesn't want to play. It's not like he can't post, it's pretty much clear that he doesn't want to. Thus, you shouldn't keep him in, because all you're doing is dragging dead weight and even possibly annoying Taricus.
...
Anyway, We'll see, but I'm a sentimental bastard.
"We're going in a loop. ...I don't know if there's anything else here." Doubtful that it would work, James tried to will away the beach.
It's not even a two-minute jaunt to get over to this thread and say "I'm out", and since he hasn't done that I'm of the belief that he's somewhat indecisive.1 month is a long time to be indecisive... :-\
I've been a slow GM recently, I can have some patience for others.Patience is fine for a time, I agree, but you can't hold on for too long, especially if he intentionally isn't even saying anything.
"Screw the bot Dom, what about the multiple dead people in here?" Tarran said, lecturing Dom on her priorities for pity.
Examine the corpses one by one. If they have anything of use, take it. Otherwise, leave them alone.
"I don't see how. It'll take only a few seconds to turn the 'bot off and those bodies ain't going anywhere. We have plenty of time to loot them," Dom said, noting what Tarran was doing.
"We're going in a loop. ...I don't know if there's anything else here. But..." James turned and went back to the holo-cube thing.
"Goddammit, I really wish I had that flashlight we lost in that big room right about now. Goddamn immortals shooting our shit. Go ahead and sit Dom, we're not going to have much luck until we get Taric's flashlight back here or find a light switch.
Also it doesn't look like these guys had anything on them. No guns, grenades, knives, or anything else. Just more damn IDs. Whoever gunned down these guys is a merciless SOB."
Check the walls for a light switch.
"Ugh... Boss, can we stop for a moment? Something... weird is going on with my eyes, I think I need to shut them for a bit. I can barely see anything." Dom looked around for a chair or, preferably, some sofa-like seating that she could lie down on and rest her eyes momentarily.
"Subject... Status? Sample... 18? ...I'm the ...subject ...aren't I?"James watched "Subject Status" and "Sample 18 Status".
Hey, might James finally get his mind back under his control? THE SUSPENSE!
Posting to say that I'm still alive here guys. I'm still kicking.
But, at this point, I have indeed lost a fair amount of interest in the game... :-\
Feel around for a set of stairs.
Dom got back up and looked around to see if her vision had gotten any better.
See if I can remember any plans for similar constructions and if so where the central computer would be
James began to show the display to Blight, but then decided not to, figuring she wouldn't understand either, deciding to look at "Control Options". "I... don't really understand what this is saying. Wait a minute. ...Control Options?"
`Sigh... nothings ever easy here huh? 6 months and this is what happens outside the main floor, Christ this sucks.`
"I Dont know what you guys think but if we are to get the hell outta here with Henry, We gotta get moving NOW, I can probably
haul ass with him piggyback for a couple of minutes, but i pray to god you can stop the bleeding now, beacause were not stopping until were out of these shafts and in the corridors or with 5 Inches of steel between us... and them, got it?"
Search the rest of the current level for anything of interest.
Dominique checked the bodies for things that would be useful: ID or security cards, that sort of thing. She might not end up ever needing it, but it was better to be safe than sorry.
Sighing, James flicked the holopad over to the Sample 18 tab.
Arrive back at the V-junction with Jake. Yell for somebody when I find to be occupied only by James.
Keep running for the complex proper.
"I heard something back the way we came. We'd better cover the entrance, Boss," Dom said, heading back to the blown out door and raising her assault rifle to be aiming at it. Just in case it was a hostile.
"Right." Go back to the door too, also keep my assault rifle ready.
And don't jog while doing so. Either run or walk there. No jogging.
Find the others, deliver Jake, find way to amuse self.
Somewhat panicky, James flicked over to the first of the remaining two tabs, "Stored Memories."
"Happy thoughts, happy, happy, happy, you know what? RUN!!"
"Well, if you say so. I'll go ahead and... look around again I guess"
Turn around, and search the first floor for other interesting stuff again.
DON'T JOG WHILE DOING SO.
"I'll help him with that, Boss. We can put James on the bench I found." Dom headed out to help Taric drag James into the restaurant and put him somewhere comfortable.
James checked the remaining tab, stored figments. ...Maybe the shadow was on here? He knew a lot about this kind of stuff...
"Happy thoughts, happy, happy, happy, you know what? RUN!!"
Feeling uneasy, Tarran started running--not jogging--back to the main door, just in case.
Dom brought her assault rifle up and started sweeping the area for any hostiles, taking care not to aim her gun at any of her allies - even Jake.
Introduce Jake to the group, lie outrageously.
James thought for a moment. The main shadows had probably been listed under the Status Display, so he was going to search for the ....Iscariotic... Duplicate. ...If he came out of the holocube he was gonna have to keep an eye on him, but he was searching nonetheless.
"Why cant i leave him behind... oh yes, Fellow Maintenance sticks together"
Because as an "Iscariotic" double he's supposed to betray me- he sets up the "bait" illusion, but in ll reality he's there to keep Sample 18 up and running well- hence why when Blight killed him the fungus went out of control.
I know, I know or can at least guess!Spoiler (click to show/hide)
Warm eh?I know, I know or can at least guess!Spoiler (click to show/hide)
Warm.
Warm eh?I know, I know or can at least guess!Spoiler (click to show/hide)
Warm.
...Is he a projection of some other Technocrat, or perhaps even the fungus itself?
Hey, I was just making vague guesses since you gave a vague 'warm'.Warm eh?
...Is he a projection of some other Technocrat, or perhaps even the fungus itself?
Frickin' Frigid.
Why would a fungus, whose only priorities are to eat and have sex with self, appear as a human being? Let alone a human being with a better than layman understanding of brain chemistry. Honestly, that makes no sense.
"COME ON, LAST STRETCH!!!"
Hey, I was just making vague guesses since you gave a vague 'warm'.Warm eh?
...Is he a projection of some other Technocrat, or perhaps even the fungus itself?
Frickin' Frigid.
Why would a fungus, whose only priorities are to eat and have sex with self, appear as a human being? Let alone a human being with a better than layman understanding of brain chemistry. Honestly, that makes no sense.
Maybe it was designed to appear as human, or it figured it the most compatible form to James' brain would be a human?
Regardless, what about the former guess rather than the latter?
Edit:...Could it be 'Callahan', from the start of James' character, perhaps?
I'd continue to mock you,Thanks. Nice to know if I ever make guesses at all I'll be repeatedly mocked to extensive extents by you. :|
but I just spent almost a minute trying to remember how to spell "does" so I think some sleep might be necessary all around.To be fair, 'does' does have 4 words, which doesn't sound hard, but that's 456976 possibilities to remember, which can and does confuse some people because nobody thinks that 4 words can have as many possibilities as it does have. I mean, 'does' does sound like do, and ez. It doesn't sound like do and es.
"Ehhh."
Tarran moved closer to Jake. "Hey, you're Jake right? ...Could you please stop staring at me like that?"
Dom raised her hands with an innocent expression and took a step away, acquiescing to his wishes. "Well, you're the more personable one of the two of us, and he's probably still scared of me. Mind if I do another sweep of the area, Boss?" she asked, intending to do just that if he was fine with it.
James looked the shadow over for any trace of the corruption he'd found when he up and six-shooter dueled the shadow, which likely had to do with the fungus, he realized. He continued questioning the shadow. "You ever heard of a Judas Iscariot? Because you're labeled as an "iscariotic" double. That means I can't trust you right away."
Just trough the hatch and close it.
((James is a Christian- set it up in his initial backstory, remember?))
Thanks. Nice to know if I ever make guesses at all I'll be repeatedly mocked to extensive extents by you. :|
To be fair, 'does' does have 4 words, which doesn't sound hard, but that's 456976 possibilities to remember, which can and does confuse some people because nobody thinks that 4 words can have as many possibilities as it does have. I mean, 'does' does sound like do, and ez. It doesn't sound like do and es.
:P
(Since Taricus isn't posting I'm just going to treat Sizier as wolfchild treats Harry/Jordan and utilize him as an NPC.)
"Taric, c'mere for a second." Dom waved him over. "Weird shit going on. You watch my back while Boss talks to Jake." Assault rifle up, Dom searched the immediate area for any clues as to what could have happened to that robot. She was sure she'd shut it off and no matter how old and rusty it got, an arm wouldn't just fall off as far as she knew. Not without something ripping it off, anyway.
Hidden under a knot of holed and worthless bodies is a security bot of a kind you've only seen once before. The body is only vaguely human, time dulled metal and blood stained plastics molded into a strong torso capable of supporting the security bot's four arms. Its legs take another step away from humanity by featuring four-way knee joints and symmetrical feet that look almost like articulated flowers. Its head is nothing more than a streamlined bulge on top of the rotating stock that passes for its neck. You saw a bot identical to this one, though in much better condition, in your early days as a maintenance worker. It had been sent down, alone, to track a tech-thief through the labyrinthine maze of catwalks and security passages that made up the underworks for the backup power grid. It brought the thief back by the end of your shift, in three different capture nets.
And now, to continue mocking you gently, I believe that you have confused words with letters.Oops.
"...I didn't think you were staring at my nose in the first place. I was just confused as to why you are staring at me with what appears to be unusual amounts of fear in your eyes."
(Since Taricus isn't posting I'm just going to treat Sizier as wolfchild treats Harry/Jordan and utilize him as an NPC.)
"Taric, c'mere for a second." Dom waved him over. "Weird shit going on. You watch my back while Boss talks to Jake." Assault rifle up, Dom searched the immediate area for any clues as to what could have happened to that robot. She was sure no matter how old and rusty it got, an arm wouldn't just fall off as far as she knew. Not without something ripping it off, anyway.
"Paula... is it possible you could weld this hatch shut?, as in an extra 15 minutes of losing them shut?"
"Lets go boldly into the unknown... yeah, hell no,
im getting to observation, should be a layout of the floor there.
Oh, please fight any loss of consciousness, or im strapping the phoenix on you, overload it, and chuck it at whatever needs to die... unless its paula"
*These figures are not based on scientific fact, or even sane and rationally minded thinking for that matter.so like politics
"Ah shit. Jake, your choice, you can follow me and do your best to not get killed, or you can stay here and hope that nothing comes from behind. Either way I need to support Dom apparently."
Rush over to Dom.
"You'd hated me when I last met you too, up until the point where I shot some sort of... corruption off of you." Keep conversing with the shadow for a while, watching to see if the mold grows.
"Lets go boldly into the unknown... yeah, hell no,
im getting to observation, should be a layout of the floor there.
Oh, please fight any loss of consciousness, or im strapping the phoenix on you, overload it, and chuck it at whatever needs to die... unless its paula"
Head to the second level, and begin search for communications
"Well... anyone got a clue what they storaged in there chaps?"
Maybe he let you use the slam for free, and then let you regen 2? It didn't say you lost any.
That, or apparently a Draignean does forget.
IT ALL MAKES PERFECT SENSE. I'M NOT INSANE.You sound like you're *very* confident that you're 'not' insane. Did you forget your pills today, Draggy Boy? /creepyoldnursevoice.
The east branch is labeled solely for the facility's citizen's assembly, while the east branch leads to the Secondary staff housing as well as the support staff dorms A, B, and C.
Which east is east draig?The east branch is labeled solely for the facility's citizen's assembly, while the east branch leads to the Secondary staff housing as well as the support staff dorms A, B, and C.
IT ALL MAKES PERFECT SENSE. I'M NOT INSANE.You sound like you're *very* confident that you're 'not' insane. Did you forget your pills today, Draggy Boy? /creepyoldnursevoice.
Of course not, those pills make me crazy you know. It happens that way, effect precedes cause and the White Knight starts talking backwards while the men at the laundromat steal all my good clothing.What? Those pants were AWESOME! I couldn't resist!
"Hey! You little asshole, get back here and get what's coming to you, I'll bite your legs off!"
"...Dick. Hey Dom, you okay?"
Grab Dom's arm and get her on her feet.
"If it's all the same I'm just going to lie here. I don't feel like moving after getting that much electricity pumped into me."
"Dom, get up... At least get up long enough to move away from this spot... You don't want to get shocked by the bot again, do you?"
"Fiiiine... but you weren't the one just about electrocuted to death, Boss," Dom grumbled as she accepted Tarran's help up.
Help Dom up.
"Stop whining. You can have Taric go first next time, then you won't get zapped." Tarran chuckled slightly.
Carefully head east, on the lookout for enemies or security measures
to observation
It feels like we've been here for well over a year
... Not so subtle point is taken. Believe me, I'm tired of it too. Very, very tired.
... Not so subtle point is taken. Believe me, I'm tired of it too. Very, very tired.
(Sorry. :-\ I just feel like we're getting sidetracked too much from the plot, and I'd like to get back to it.)
EDIT: (That and by my count we've only accrued (at 50 posts per page) 20 pages this whole year as compared to 120 last year... because you've had a real run of bad luck this year, haven't you, D? :C)
Refuse the Jormungandr. "Dom, I'm burdened nearly to my limit. I can't carry much else."
Also, drop my Chimera without even touching or looking at it. Like in a video game.
"Boss... do you think we're ever going to get out of this place? It feels like we've been here for well over a year," Dom sighed as she reloaded all of her weapons. She handed the two Chimera pistols to Jake - she didn't want or need them, and if he was going to stick around he might as well be armed - and offered the Long Range Jormungandr to Tarran. She also made Taric identify her Unusual Pistol. Finally, she looked to see if there was a way to take the power cells out of the stun batons; if so, she took the power unit out of three of them and dropped them, keeping only one. If not, she just dropped three anyway.
Jack into the screens and attempt to turn the alarm off if possible
"You..." James looked at his hand, then the forest he was in, trying to see if he recognized anything.
´When the hell did this fall on my damn shoulders...´
"I Guess the best we can do is to breach it open, anyone got anything explosive or is this an good ol´ everyone ramming the door with their shoulder first?"
"Hey, how about I take a look at it? Maybe, unlike Taric, I'll have something useful to say about it."
Offer to examine the pistol myself.
"Couldn't hurt," Dom said, letting Tarran examine it. She kept still to regain her energy after that brutal tasering, of course, but still kept observant of her surroundings on the off-chance that robotic dickhead was still around. She also politely completely ignored the previous incident since they were having a hard enough time as it was and there was no need to go on about it.
"Well unless you really want to hack this thing it appears we are hoping to god the elevators over there are holding"
James looked to see if Blight was there.
Lead the team (Taric, me, Dom, and Jake) on an epic journey to the level below this one!
"Huh." Dom looked at the pistol herself before tucking it away. "Good to know. And ready when you are, Boss. Lead the way." Dom took her Abassy back out and flicked on the laser sight, ready to back him up as needed.
´Faint grin`
"Ok but sleepyhead better run for himself this time around"
"Let's keep going down, Boss. I really don't wanna hang around these corpses, y'know?" Dom said, heading for the staircase and aiming her weapon down it until the others caught up, so she could proceed with them while remaining ready for any 'surprises' - like that bot.
"If you say so." Tarran shrugged.
Follow Dom.
James asked "What's not supposed to be here?"
"LETS TAKE A JOG PEOPLE, DOUBLE TIME, ELEVATORS SOUND FINE?"
... you mentioned my gas canisters for the Phoenix when i said explosives earlier draignean, how explosive are we talking here?
"Get back here asshat!
...Oh god damn it, JAMES! James is up there!"
Double time back up the stairs. Run for James.
"Oh no you don't, you little shit! I'll distract him, Boss, you and Jake should go back for James!" Dom fired at the bot with her Abassy. Assuming the Frankenstein was loaded, Taric would also shoot at the bot.
Shoot the Bot.
James ripped back the sleeve of the Shadow, taking out the Satyr, and if the mold or fungus was there, or even -anything unusual-, shooting it. "...You are the fungus, aren't you?"
(So... is Shiren IN James's head now or something? Or is that some other technocrat altogether? O.o)
Posting to watch. Might join if at all possible.
Posting to watch. Might join if at all possible.
It'll be a bit. And on that note, looking at that character sheet I made for this, I'd like to withdraw it.
Posting to watch. Might join if at all possible.
Fill the area where the bot is with Jormungandr bullets. Lots and lots of bullets.
Jack out and Continue exploring, carefully
Muttering out a quick curse, James sprinted over to the holocube, Satyr in his hand, or if it wasn't there, looked for something heavy and usable as a weapon.
I have my friends fire at whatever takes the small elevators, I go forward so that i can shoot into the big elevator,
This flavor for a burst, or do you want to go full auto? (Burst gives you, on average, 4/6 chance to hit with a three bullet impact. [Max 5] Full auto will almost always hit, and have a five round impact average. [Max 10])Full auto. I don't want to be zapped like Dom.
This flavor for a burst, or do you want to go full auto? (Burst gives you, on average, 4/6 chance to hit with a three bullet impact. [Max 5] Full auto will almost always hit, and have a five round impact average. [Max 10])Full auto. I don't want to be zapped like Dom.
Oh, I wasn't really paying attention when it used that energy.
But regardless of it having enough energy or not, I don't see how much my character would know how much it used.
Fill the area where the bot is with Jormungandr bullets. Lots and lots of bullets.
"Good shot, Tar! Let's move!" Dom yelled, going for the stairs. Once she crested the top, she was opening fire on that robot again - even if she had to shove Tarran out of the way to get a clear shot. It was good to finally have something to take out some frustration on, and it needed to die.
Taric follows and also opens fire on the bot.
Looks like i have a knife Backstab the deadhead hurting henry with,
Ahra, it would be totally badass if you stab the deadhead that you took the bone from in the head with it's own weapon. STAB ET IN TH' EYE!Doing this
"Take that!" Tarran stroke a pose for a split second, and then returned to a normal pose before anyone could notice that he had moved.
"Well, with that out of the way, does anybody have any particular want to go back to check James? Or should we just continue on?"
"Goddamnit." Dom kicked a random corpse. "Yeah, fine, let's go check on coma kid. We'll just drag him back down here with us; probably shouldn't be leaving him lying around anyway."
Go check up on James the Coma Man. If he's still there, drag him down to the third level. With the help of others, of course.
Elect to stay behind, scrap the bot, and then maybe hotwire a door or something.
Attempt to mechanically bypass the door, squad mates watch my 6
Doing this (Stabbing deadhead in head with a piece of its own arm.)
"You seem to be forgetting that this is my brain." James took his pistol and fired at the mold-arm, using his honed will to prevent any changes that the thing might try.
Wait, up two sets of stairs? Wasn't the bot and I on the second (middle) floor?
"Well, I guess he's safe now. Anyway, back to business. Let's check out those drag marks."
Go back down to the third floor, and check the southwest door. Is it locked?
Dom went up to the second floor and checked the door there that, if she remembered correctly, didn't appear to have any sort of opening mechanism. Maybe she could figure something out. Or if not, she could always break the damn thing down.
Help Dominique hotwire a restaurant
"Let's try some of my architecture then." James attempted to morph the background to his old scanner's office- and make it in doing so so that the knife didn't exist.
"Hey, Taric, come down here, I got a job for you!"
Wait for Taric. See if I can't find anything else interesting around where I am, without walking too far from the door.
Yeah, same job. What, is there something else he can do down here that you aren't talking about? ;)
When there isn't much things to rig up and such :P
Hey powder, just an idea here for your fight. Maybe you should stick to your character's strengths instead of trying to do difficult mental abilities?I actually get a bonus to will due to being a scanner, and trying to charge places hasn't been working out well so far. (The enemy has shown the ability to put the area into stasis after all, and powerful melee attacks)
Hey powder, just an idea here for your fight. Maybe you should stick to your character's strengths instead of trying to do difficult mental abilities?I actually get a bonus to will due to being a scanner, and trying to charge places hasn't been working out well so far. (The enemy has shown the ability to put the area into stasis after all, and powerful melee attacks)
"Hey, Taric, come down here, I got a job for you!"
Wait for Taric. See if I can't find anything else interesting around where I am, without walking too far from the door.
Help poor Tarran, because he couldn't tie his shoes without tech-support
Dom headed into the bathroom - if that's what it was - with the intention of checking for survivors or, much more likely as it was probable the door had been locked for a year, bodies. If bodies were found, she planned to look for usable loot; afterward or if nothing was found, she'd take a moment to wash her hands and face.
Mop up the resistance
James stumbled backwards, and tried to will forth an ORS, and then one of the shotguns he was familiar with. ...Things weren't looking too good, he had to admit.
Oh god, James is not in good shape right now. I really do hope that neither I nor Dom get nailed with what he's got if the fungus wins...
Wait around for Taric to decide what to do with the door. Don't interrupt him.
(He's got dream!ORS, he should use them. >.>)
Oh, you don't need to worry terribly about that. Even if things got really bad, James died, and the fungus flowered, you wouldn't get the same brand. His was empathetically programmed to not kill him, yours would have no such compunctions.Oh dear god.
Actually, never mind, worrying terribly about that might be a good idea.
"Simple approach" means that you should probably break the door down.You put that in Taric's turn, and you didn't mention Taric saying anything to my character afterwards.
"Simple approach" means that you should probably break the door down.You put that in Taric's turn, and you didn't mention Taric saying anything to my character afterwards.
He is, for all intents and purposes, an NPC....Which means nothing for my concerns.
we can safely assume that you can actually talk to him.Dude, that's completely unrelated to the problem I brought up. I never complained about not being able to talk to him.
(Read the turn again. He told you how to open it.I read it again. How else would I think of a response?
He is, for all intents and purposes, an NPC....Which means nothing for my concerns.
we can safely assume that you can actually talk to him.Dude, that's completely unrelated to the problem I brought up. I never complained about not being able to talk to him.
Charge, i love this bone spike
(How big a Slam do you think it would take for me to knock it down? I'm thinking about twenty points when I get there.
EDIT: That's a rhetorical question, just something to talk about until I actually do it. ^^^; For those who forgot and don't feel like looking it up on the wiki, one point in a slam is two hundred pounds of force.)
plain old stabby stabby then?
I don't do all the lines for NPCs and they act pretty much as extensions of the players. It means something because there is some amount of assumed dialogue, detailed below.
This follows the law of assumed NPC-PC dialogue. If two PC's are performing an action that generates public details (Something I write) then the amount of assumed dialogue is nil, otherwise it robs the PC's of their RP opportunities. However, if an NPC and PC are together and the NPC performs on action with public details, then we have some assumed dialogue.The problem is you didn't give me any reason to assume Taric told me anything. No "Taric relays his ideas to back to Tarran", just "Maybe the simple approach would be best here" as if it was self-pondering.
But, just for you, instead of you spending a turn doing something useful and advancing the plot, I'll humor you and you can spend a turn talking to Taric.Hey, don't blame it all on me, you're the one who chooses to respond to dialog inside turns rather than outside. If you responded outside of turns, neither I nor you would have to wait several turns for a conversation to get done. In addition, it's your fault for making Taric respond mostly inappropriately to a simple question.
I don't do all the lines for NPCs and they act pretty much as extensions of the players. It means something because there is some amount of assumed dialogue, detailed below.QuoteThis follows the law of assumed NPC-PC dialogue. If two PC's are performing an action that generates public details (Something I write) then the amount of assumed dialogue is nil, otherwise it robs the PC's of their RP opportunities. However, if an NPC and PC are together and the NPC performs on action with public details, then we have some assumed dialogue.The problem is you didn't give me any reason to assume Taric told me anything. No "Taric relays his ideas to back to Tarran", just "Maybe the simple approach would be best here" as if it was self-pondering.
This left me with two opposing choices: Assume Taric told me nothing and I should wait for him to speak to me, or assume Taric told me something and react however to that. The latter, to me, seemed more sensible, so I picked the latter.
Hey, don't blame it all on me, you're the one who chooses to respond to dialog inside turns rather than outside. If you responded outside of turns, neither I nor you would have to wait several turns for a conversation to get done. In addition, it's your fault for making Taric respond mostly inappropriately to a simple question.
Allow to me to set you a scene. You and Taric down the bottom, it's dark as hell, but you can still see his face both by your own abilities and the reflected light of his rigged flashlight. You've asked him to investigate a door, and he has, up till now, replied with the same stuck up "brainier than thou" attitude he had always given you. But when he gets to the door, nothing happens, nothing at all. He just stands in front of the metal barrier, perhaps suddenly looking mildly confused by the problem or perhaps chagrined that he may have to admit that there is nothing he can do. Tarran is still standing beside him, and if he's like any normal human being then he's going to be watching something that he commanded be done- particularly when there's nothing else to do.Then this is another problem: You didn't manage to convey this scene to me as you didn't provide enough details, for me. As I saw it, my character continued searching for stuff while Taric was working on the door, meaning his head would be 180 or so degrees in the other direction in my idea of what happened.
No, you picked the former of the choices. You chose to wait for Taric to say something. If you had assumed that he said something then we would not be having this lovely conversation.Yeah I made a mistake there.
Yes, I choose to write a player's dialogue only when they have an action to back it up. However, if you choose to waive this rule for Taric then I would gladly waive it for you as well. It really would speed things along greatly if I wrote all the dialogue for my players, inside and outside the turns... I believe it was Serious who requested the brokeback mountain scene, wasn't it?I... don't see how you're getting "Write dialogue for everyone" out of "Respond as soon as possible instead of waiting a turn".
If that didn't put a slow feeling of dread in your stomach, then you really need to sit down and consider what you're saying. I don't write out of turn dialogue for players, period. Why? Because out of turn dialogue is the only real RP freedom you have, I don't know your character and I'm not psychic, thus I will inevitably write bad dialogue for your character.
Secondly, and the more darkly funny to me, you never asked a question.Not at the start: That was before you clarified things. So it shouldn't be a surprise.
You made an action with no dialogueBecause at the time I assumed Taric said nothing, and my character didn't want to interrupt him.
and then whinged when the retroactive turn change I made didn't completely satisfy your whimsI'm not looking for complete satisfaction, I'm looking for something that gives my character information he wants. What he got was an option, but no information.
In character, Taric has never been helpful or appropriate towards you, never.You have a point there. But I'm not sure I ever really challenged it.
I am growing tired of humoring you. If other players felt the same way I would feel differently, but this is the third time, at least, that we have engaged in this kind of argumentIt could have been avoided entirely and can be avoided in the future if you chose to tell me how things worked out in your mind instead of telling me the mechanics of the game, and responded directly to my concerns without insulting me. Most notably at your second response. You could have just said "Taric did tell your character, we assume dialogue between NPCs and players". And I would have gone "Oh, you should have made that a little clearer" and chances are that would be that, maybe with a minor amount of neutral quibbling about me complaining about minor things and you smashing my quibbles.
while those other than myself have attempted to reason with you on the side.Serious' post wasn't reasoning, just saying that I should reread the post. Which I did. Taric's two posts were jokes/mostly unrelated questions.
Anyway, I'm perfectly willing to be done if you want to be done. You should have told me earlier. There are many things I am and am not, but I'm pretty sure I am someone who listens to other people's wishes.
Hang on, does that mean NO D22? This has been something i check daily for another episode of someone screwing up hilariously! :( :( :(or winning hilariously mental porn attack!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Hang on, does that mean NO D22? This has been something i check daily for another episode of someone screwing up hilariously! :( :( :(
"Do you have any explosives or heavy weapons?"
Dom took off her chewed-up body armor and put on the medium set instead. Then she took both guns, all the ammo for them, put the Abassy back in its place, and wielded/reloaded the Cerico shotgun. Finally, she took the security card and headed into the men's bathroom to see what she could find there.
Charge
Explore further
Watching the sky morph, and figuring that the acolyte was the cause of it, James slapped the ORS on himself, and then shot at the mold-arm. At this point, it might be his only hope.
"Hmm..."
Kick the door repeatedly. But only use the bottom of my foot: don't slam the front into the door.
Dom frowned, waited to make sure the water was done being a prick, and entered the room. Likely it was nasty as hell; there were probably watersoaked corpses and shit all in there and that was going to be disgusting, but she felt she needed to check anyway. For one thing, she wasn't going to wimp out, and she was sure if she could something useful for Tarran the whole 'maintenance hatch' incident would probably blow over.
Go for the Knees
As the tendrils ate the land, and the fighting around him was stopped, although that might be ending, James ran for the holocube, outright sprinting for it.
James didn't particularly trust either of these two at the moment... and his shadow had even earlier admitted that would trigger hyperfungalgrowth or something and kill him. But he wasn't going to go with the torturer's idea either. That wasn't remotely an option- the torturer had been trying to kill him, too. "That's the chemical combination you said would kill me!" Instead, James looked for anything he would recognize as being able to hinder it... if such a thing even existed.
Follow the trail. As always, keep my Jormungandr ready.
Dom headed downstairs to pick James back up and continue carrying him and follow Tarran, Taric, and Jake. "Hey, Taric. Jake, you too if you can answer this. Is it a good thing or a bad thing the water's still on, or what?" she asked, figuring someone smarter, or at least more familiar with the place than her, could figure it out.
"We are throwing in a dead body in they open one, if its rigged its better it goes then us, nothing happens..."
"I hope you guys feel lucky?"
All devouring it, and the cube.
I've been on a major archive binge. Currently on page 353/502. This is great stuff I love it.
I donno if you if you folks still have use for things like this, but if you do I offer it as a giftSpoiler (click to show/hide)
Also I would like to be put on the waitlist please.
Thanks.
Lol i know the wait time is indefinite, PC deaths seem to be rare, only been one up to the point I've read to. (1.5? Trol was a weird case)
But If I'm on the list I might get in someday. Never will if I'm not.
btw, high five for the Alpha Centauri avatar. That's one of my favorite games of all time.
O.o
Stay heart-healthy, dude. Just saying...
Dude, I live in the south, people will fry any damn thing down here. :P I will say though that fried ice cream is quite good...
Hey Joben, good to see you in the thread. You are waitlisted as of now.
Conventional: Uses explosives to shoot a chunk of metal at high velocity. very common. Always Atmosphere Dependent.
Atmosphere Dependent: This weapon requires an earthlike atmosphere to fire.
O.o
Stay heart-healthy, dude. Just saying...
Hey Joben, good to see you in the thread. You are waitlisted as of now.
Thanks. I haven't done a sheet because it seemed premature it seems likely it would require a re-write depending on plot forces in the indefinite future. I can do one if you need it though.
QuoteConventional: Uses explosives to shoot a chunk of metal at high velocity. very common. Always Atmosphere Dependent.QuoteAtmosphere Dependent: This weapon requires an earthlike atmosphere to fire.
The only thing I can think of is that by Earthlike you mean one permitting combustion?
You're sci-fi seems to lean toward hard, so I thought you might want to know that firearms don't work like that. The oxidizer is contained in the propellant. Always has been from Black Powder onward (that's what the Potassium nitrate was for). And there's no atmospheric oxygen mechanically accessible anyway since the reaction is taking place in a sealed tube. (breach/cartridge on one end, projectile on the other)
Get Taric over here so he can flash his light around the rooms to the sides.
"He's in there, huh? Ah, shit. I better go keep an eye on him. You hang here with Jake, all right?" Dom said to Taric, mulling over his words. The power went off before the water got blown up, but it was still on? It was probably significant, but to her... well, she just moved heavy shit. And hit dumb shitheads. And recently added shooting mechanical shit to her repertoire. She knew people were still alive in here, Jake was proof of that... there had to be some connection, somewhere. Thinking about it, she headed through the door. "Boss, you in here? Hold on, I'm on my way."
Be the lightman
"All for getting up says ´get aboard`, would you kindly? now: "GET ABOARD FOOLS!!!"
James didn't particularly trust either of these two at the moment... and his shadow had even earlier admitted that would trigger hyperfungalgrowth or something and kill him. But he wasn't going to go with the torturer's idea either. That wasn't remotely an option- the torturer had been trying to kill him, too. "That's the chemical combination you said would kill me!" Instead, James looked for anything he would recognize as being able to hinder it... if such a thing even existed.
Oh god why are you sending me on spore-boy watching duty.
(Because I know what I'm doing - apparently - due to working in maintenance while your only useful skill in this situation is shooting things, and that will be better utilized by guarding James than standing around watching me do whatever it is I need to do while Taric continually tries to grope you?)
((Spore boy watching duty? :())
Sighing, James did as the shadow recommended, increasing the chemicals.
I'd have given the roll to Taric or Tarran if they'd made better than a three on their first observation check. I'm not going to start completely boxing out rolls based on class, you just happened to be the lucky one.
"Sure, whatever, I have no idea what this stuff is anyway."
Go back to James. Stand 30 feet away from him at least.
"Boss, would you or Taric - if he'll stop flirting - go watch James for like two minutes while I fix this?" Dom asked, annoyed at the empath, while she traced the line back to where it came. She wasn't sure if she actually could fix it, or even get to where she needed to go to fix it, but at least attempting it was better than standing around and doing nothing.
"Oh Come On Guys, It´s Not Omnious At All, What´s On Level 13 Anyway Eh?"
Sighing, James did as the shadow recommended, increasing the chemicals.
There was nothing for it but to press on. "Taric, would you do a psychic sweep of the area and see if there are any little bastards around that might be interested in a pride parade?" she asked as she continued to move forward.
I just noticed this, but the team has been carrying around james, and james apparently is incredibly smelly. Maybe the water?That falls under "Too much of a bother" like actually checking his mind you´re telepaths for christ´s sake
"Did they do any of those fancy scmancy bio-medpacks up here or what kind of engineering, anything useful, at all?,Oh, i checked the Wiki and found out what ors:s are, is this O.R.S Mother something that they "Grow" from like an bush?
And FYI, Im the stupid Reddie here remember, whats an ORS Mother?"
"...N?... Strangers, he mean someone is stupid enough to enter?.
I would assume an ORES mother is a base colony for the ORES bacterium. Sorta like the Starter yeast culture you keep when you regularly make sourdough bread.
Fun fact #3: This game has been running for 620 days
Fun fact #4: The page/day ratio is now 0.8145161
I just noticed this, but the team has been carrying around james, and james apparently is incredibly smelly. Maybe the water?
Fun Fact #2: Despite the fact Draignean hasn't been around in like five days, I'm still bumping his thread. :P I mean, page four? Really?
Taric, I'm going to start actively attempting to kill you. It has been too long since I've killed anyone, and I'm rather beginning to think people have grown complacent. I have waited for you, and you will be sorely missed, but it's time for another to step up to the plate.((This made me laugh. Sorry Taricus. XD))
Tarran, it's probably a bad thing to have to ask me for advice. Explore the other door, patch up your armor with bits of debris, practice your abilities, have Jake carry James around and explore further, etc, but always have a goal in mind.Yes, I know having a goal is good, but the problem is I really am starting to get detached from this RTD, so I can't for the life of me think of any.
"Jake, unless it's something that is vital to save our lives or save other's lives, you don't need to tell us immediately. Take your time."
Wait and talk with Jake. (unless there's something else I could do?)
There was nothing for it but to press on. "Taric, would you come here and do a psychic sweep of the area to see if there are any little bastards around that might be interested in a pride parade?" she shouted back to him as she continued to move forward.
"Did they do any of those fancy scmancy bio-medpacks up here or what kind of engineering, anything useful, at all?,
And FYI, Im the stupid Reddie here remember, whats an ORS Mother?"
"...N?... Strangers, he mean someone is stupid enough to enter?.
James beat at her with the butt of his shotgun. He had unpleasant plans for the shotgun butt and her head, and would rather like to avoid her plans.
Tarran, it's probably a bad thing to have to ask me for advice. Explore the other door, patch up your armor with bits of debris, practice your abilities, have Jake carry James around and explore further, etc, but always have a goal in mind.Yes, I know having a goal is good, but the problem is I really am starting to get detached from this RTD, so I can't for the life of me think of any.
Toss it into the black stuff! TOSS IT IN!!
Although unlike the rest of the original cast I'm not trying to leave this RTD any time soon. :-\I'm not actively trying to leave this RTD.
Then do it for science like I am with the door. I'm pretty sure opening it is a bad idea but at the same time I want to know how bad an idea it is, so to speak. Although unlike the rest of the original cast I'm not trying to leave this RTD any time soon. :-\what are we 2nd gens? Chopped liver?
(Mainly since the others have buggered off somewhere else)I've gone into my mind :p
Yeah, with all fairness to Draignean, this base section as gone on way too long. Over the past year the main cast has had, I believe, no more than 3 actual combat sequences. All the rest has been random exploration that hasn't really amounted to anything. Compared to the 10,000 foot base jumping, porn weaponizing, head exploding action of before this rtd has slowed down quite a bit. There hasn't even been any real plot advancement. To be honest I can't even remember why they're in the base in the first place. (I'm still interested though, so please don't take this the wrong way, this is a great rtd.)
Give a pair of men shovels, directions to dig a trench, leave, and you return to find a trench. Give a pair of men shovels, no directions, leave, and you'll find a pair of graves.Or a circular trench. Or nothing at all. Really, it depends on the person you give the shovel to, the situation they're in or going to be in, and how bored they are.
As an aside, I'm going to be ditching maps and going back to the old style that, surprisingly, served very well in the prison facility.We were in a prison? My search-fu cannot find a post saying that we were and I don't recall it either.
"We're here because somebody stole our ride and our best guess is somebody here took it. We're here to take it back."
If possible, manually move rounds from my current Jormungandr clip and put it in my 25-round clip. Then, regardless of the result, reload my Jormungandr with the 25/29 round clip.
That door was making Dom nervous. She'd seen one like that before, back in that locked room where Taric had been messing with a computer... and now Taric had disappeared, meaning it was just her. Although she didn't particularly want to, she advanced forward and tried the door.
"Were going after the ORS, jamie looks like i could punch him out in one hit and you dont look like your best day either Paula"
James attempted to fish the arm out of the water without touching it, so he could shoot it.
James groaned, rolled over and promptly hit the floor, unleashing a small torrent of (half-understandable) curses. James's head hurt like... ... well, it just hurt. Not quite anything to compare it to. James halfway sat up, but then kind of just lay back down again. Why'd his head have to hurt so much? James tried to form a sentence, but it kinda came out as "Iem wa... wher splo..." so he in order, rolled back onto his back, and made the sentence slightly more able to be understood. "I'mm awaike... Ugh...." James stopped to put a hand on his head and try to open his eyes. "Wheire... where'sss that ecssplo..." Another pause, to curse and cough a few times, "explosion?"
"My god, finally. Welcome back to the world of the conscious and not-in-a-coma, James."
"The explosion was down there." Tarran said, pointing vaguely in the direction of the explosion. "I suppose I should check it out. You go ahead and stay here, James. You're the only one not introduced to Jake, after all."
Trot off towards the location of the explosion.
Trot off towards the location of the explosion.
Dom, not quite sure it was the best course of action to continue alone but doing it anyway, moved forward to see what she could do about fixing the breakers/getting the power back on.
"Cale... on 3 we both try to get a glimpse, do a barrel roll away and hope to god its out of ammo or on a big ugly anger problemed thing that will get in range for my phoenix or your neuroflashes"
"Okay, I'll wait."
Wait for Dom a few seconds before randomly unconsiously wandering off towards the second door (if it's still unopened?)
"Takes care of that," Dom muttered to herself. Now that she had turned the lights on, though, she wasn't sure what she should do next. She settled on memorizing the map given to her and studying the rest of the room for anything useful... or at least Taric. Where had that boy gotten off to?
"Paula... do you think its rigged to shoot if we walk up towards it or is it an ""Watchdog"" that noticed these ORS?"
"...Huh. Whuh'die" James cleared his throat. "What did I miss...?" James also attempted to roll off the bench and get up, groaning with annoyance.
(Just want to add that I'm happy you made that wiki, since I forgot how Slam works again. >.< My brain doesn't function correctly at the best of times. Anyway, I think 35 stamina for 35 kN of force should be sufficient to knock him on his ass, with the five-foot diameter centered on his chest.
Later edit for clarity: I meant Immortal Skirmisher 1 in my action, sorry for not specifying earlier. ^^^; Also, I take it these guys are either prototypes or guys who have just been in the suit too long. If the latter's the case, then that means this place is still making those things, and we might want to see about shutting that down as our #1 priority.)
D, I just noticed: The Artemis doesn't appear to be on the wiki or on the assorted lore spoiler. Is that intentional or a mistake?
Hopefully my unique approach will result in joyous, massive explosions and not shooting friendlies.
what does a a neuro-flash do? flashbang? Biological EMP?
everyone look for a preferably metal sheet i can cover my body with so i can rush to under the turret
... so i can walk up to it, point my Phoenix at it and crash?everyone look for a preferably metal sheet i can cover my body with so i can rush to under the turret
Oh you can walk under it just fine. It'll only start shooting if you take Technocrat property without clearance, attack it, or tamper with it. Or the Shifting Man realizes you're there.
... so i can walk up to it, point my Phoenix at it and crash?everyone look for a preferably metal sheet i can cover my body with so i can rush to under the turret
Oh you can walk under it just fine. It'll only start shooting if you take Technocrat property without clearance, attack it, or tamper with it. Or the Shifting Man realizes you're there.
Run out and fire at the weapons the Immortals are wielding, rather than them themselves. Use my Jormungandr.
Dom rushed back out to see what James was screaming about and, upon seeing the suit, hit it with a Slam to hopefully knock it down. She could think about tactics later; right now she just wanted it out of the way so she could see the room and make sure nothing was close to the coma kid and Jake.
Before anyone made it to him, James shouted "Immortals! Two of them!" and proceeded to hide in front of Jake and behind his riot shield.
walk up to it, point my Phoenix at it and crash
[...]Slam[...]35 stamina for 35 kN of force[...]three-foot diameter centered on his chest[...]Immortal Skirmisher 1[...]
Wait... its melee range to me? Can i stab into it with the bone spike?
Also, you forgot to update the distance in the spoilers.
Erm... dude its status says it have a nice hole in it? unstabbable?
... well **** goodbye eyebrows, make note to find not-as-destructive weapons "DONT COME IN HERE!!!"Erm... dude its status says it have a nice hole in it? unstabbable?
The burning point of bone is significantly lower than the melting point of metal, and even so, you're stabbing a machine with a piece of bone. I'm not saying you can't do it, it's just... strange.
... well **** goodbye eyebrows, make note to find not-as-destructive weapons "DONT COME IN HERE!!!"Erm... dude its status says it have a nice hole in it? unstabbable?
The burning point of bone is significantly lower than the melting point of metal, and even so, you're stabbing a machine with a piece of bone. I'm not saying you can't do it, it's just... strange.
Aim at the legs of the one going towards James. Fire three shots. Use my Jormungandr.
[...]Slam[...]35 stamina for 35 kN of force[...]three-foot diameter centered on his chest[...]Immortal Skirmisher 1[...]
James kept defending. Considering both Tarran and Dominique were here, and Jake had a pistol, he just had to defend him and Jake fromTarran's shotsthe Immortals and he should be fine.
try with the crowbar
(I didn't realize Slam was so worthless in combat.)
Can you remind me what bonus action means? I've forgotten.
Seeing that her psychic powers were unable to even slow down the enemies, Dom elected to spray acid on the one that Tarran wasn't engaging (Skirmisher 2).
"...G-ah!"
Act1: Fire my Jormungandr at the arm of the one shooting at me.
Act2: Then run out of their line of sight.
James stayed behind his shield- however, if that immortal came near him, he'd spring at it pour all of his weight and strength into a shield bash. He was a strong man and probably wasn't light, either. The thing probably wouldn't like it.
Stop. Drop. Roll. "Its safe now!!!"
Dominique, who had watched far too many action movies in her day, figured that that sound meant the shotgun was about to blow up. So the best thing to do would be what that insistent voice in her head kept saying and stopping that Immortal from getting close to her by using a Shear to stop it in its tracks.
(I'm just going to with 115 stamina and the -2 penalty usage, although I get the feeling I'm going to roll low if I gamble like that. >.< Might as well try it anyway.)
Get out of cover and switch to the Artemis, before firing it at Skirmisher 1.
Roaring in annoyance, James proceeded to get the heck out of the range of that shotgun, taking out his Piru and firing it at the Immortal if he could.
"Im taking the fenrir, no complaints, now anyone remember the way up, well after we fix mr half dead eh?
Fire my Artemis again at Immortal 2's spine, pelvis, or leg. Anything to get him stumbling.
Dom switched out for her Abassy and took a shot at the remaining skirmisher while scrambling for cover.
"Jake! Fight through the pain and get behind James! James, help Jake!"
Fire my Artemis again at Immortal 1's spine, pelvis, or leg. Anything to get him stumbling.
James grabbed Jake, trying to haul him out of the way of the Immortal.
"Well, we could try to go towards the surface seeing that our resident bleeders stopped bleeding, this floor is a little hot for my tastes"
What level are the others on?
(We went down two staircases in the restaurant... is there not an exit to a lower floor from here? Or can we only head back out to the first floor?)
(If you get shot, it's not my or Tarran's fault this time. :P)(I'm fully aware that James is going to die faster than any of the others >.>)
"Argh! Son of a bitch!"
Swap to my Jormungandr and shoot the Immortal.
"Did that fucker kill Jake?!" Dom asked rhetorically. She knew the answer. "Son of a bitch! Damn it!" With another wordless growl of frustration, she popped back around the corner, taking a shot when the laser on her pistol was on the skirmisher's head, and ducked back into cover.
Now angry at having watched a man who had spilled his story out to him, who he had tried to protect just get killed, James outright charged the Immortal. Again.
Dom took the plate since there had to be a reason she went over to search him and found it
(Hmm, I have to ask. Why did my using Stamina drain Tarran's battery? I had enough to cover the cost... unless there was some hidden passive kinetics roll to drain from the surrounding area... Also, since I hadn't made any move to loot him yet, there was an obvious plot reason why Dom did that. :P)
BUMP OF KINGDOMSThy Shalt Not Press He Who Writes, For His Pen Is Everywhere.
Fair Enough.BUMP OF KINGDOMSThy Shalt Not Press He Who Writes, For His Pen Is Everywhere.
"Im not really too keen on elevators after Mr Outsider pretty much poked the big guy in his eyes with them"To clarify, Stairs
What level are the others on?
(Ah, sorry. Didn't realize he'd missed you. ^^^; My bad.)
"Well, how would they kidnap Taric if they had to go past this point, where there was always someone awake?"
"...Maybe there's another way off this level..."
Dom took the plate since there had to be a reason she went over to search him and found it. She'd figure out what it was for later. She picked up the Irin and tossed it to James. "Here. If you're gonna keep charging in, you should have a weapon made for it." Then she turned to Tarran. "Hey, Boss? I got a real bad feeling that maybe these guys were meant to distract us while they nabbed Sizier. Think about it. We haven't seen him in awhile, he went off on his own, and they kept trying to kidnap James here. Either that or they wanted to shut Jake up, they seemed pretty intent on shooting him. Maybe both. What do you think?"
James caught the shotgun, and didn't talk, just kinda kicking the embers of the couch.
"Im not really too keen on elevators after Mr Outsider pretty much poked the big guy in his eyes with them"Stairs
"Since James is up and Jake's dead, there's no reason to stick around here any more. Let's go back into the passages and look for Taric before something bad happens to him, too," Dom said, heading in the direction she had last heard Taric speaking. "We might figure out where those bastards came from while we're at it."
"Right." Tarran replied to Dom, half aware, while looking at James. "My god James, you are horrible at catching. You barely even touched the shotgun before it hit the ground."
Follow Dom.
James mutters a bit at Tarran's insult before following Dom.
"Right, level check, whats on this floor? Please say weapons and armour."
Oh, fuck. "Oh, fuck. Taric had green eyes," Dom said, not even aware she'd used the past tense as she looked at it looking blankly at her. "Fuck. He's fucking fucked, Boss. Goddamn it!" Growling in a combination of anger, fear, and revulsion, she knocked the eyeball off the radio, picked it up, and turned it on. "Is anyone there, goddamn it?" she asked, trying the send button. That guy had been trying to contact them over the radio what felt like ages ago, maybe he was still listening. "Did you take Sizier, you piece of shit?! I know you're still out there!" she yelled at it, probably ineffectually.
(Put it this way: if this was X-Com, Dominique would be in a Panic state right now. :P)Hopefully not the kind where you shoot your friends. :P
"Fuck you, you son of a bitch! You tell me where you are right now and I'll come to you... and I'll destroy you, whatever the fuck it takes. I swear to God, man, if you fucking harm that psycho any further I'm going to fuck you up in ways you'll wish were never possible. You hear me, you bastard?"
That... that is low. That is very, very low...
"Who the hell are you talking about? What others? Ash and her goons? She's not even one of us, and I have no idea where the fuck the three of them went. As for your 'escort,' those sons of bitches were trying to kidnap James, and we were just doing what we had to do to save him. So... I guess I'm going to do what I gotta to save Taric. Send your fucking elevator, I'm waiting for it. And I'm going to kick your ass when I get down there."
Tarran, this is the ghost of RTDs that don't want to be dead. Bold letters do not an action make.It helps to tell me earlier. I thought that the problem was you going kaput yet again rather than anything else.
Dude, it's been two weeks, I think you're allowed to bump and/or auto him before now. :P
I was waiting on you to respond to Serious' post because I thought you might.
In my opinion a week is a good amount of time for all but those who only visit this forum less than once a week. You don't often find those kinds of people around here if at all.
Dom growled. "Just tell me where the fuckin' elevator is gonna be." Once she knew, she was heading to that location.
Follow Dom.
James started by just... staring. That... that was Taric's eye. What kind of messed up... ... James cleared his thoughts up, and decided to keep following Dom.
"So theres enough firepower in whatever it is to require constant repair? Pass, not patching it up, would detonate in my face, Next floor."
...I didn't know Taric was another name for me.
The elevators the Father referred to were the pair that the immortals had carried James to earlier, and Taric and James arrive at them on Dominique's heels, both breathing heavily from the effort of keeping pace with the shorter woman...
Quote...I didn't know Taric was another name for me.
The elevators the Father referred to were the pair that the immortals had carried James to earlier, and Taric and James arrive at them on Dominique's heels, both breathing heavily from the effort of keeping pace with the shorter woman...
"What the hell do I think I'm doing? What the fuck do you think I'm doing, you psychotic fucking weirdo? Open the Goddamn doors unless you're just playing with us, you sick fuck," Dom growled, clearly under the impression that the text was sent by the voice on the radio.
"...Huh?" Tarran said unconsciously, in a mix of curiosity and confusion.
Dom blinked and stared at the text for a minute. Okay, Hoke is somehow accessing the computers here. Maybe now we can finally get some damn answers. "Not a living soul," she said into the radio, truthfully. Whether Hoke had ever been a person or not, he was a machine now and technically not alive. Releasing the send button, she addressed her next question to Hoke. "OK, so clearly you can see or hear me or both from where I'm at. Why do I need to use the radio to talk to you? And why shouldn't I take fuckface up on his offer? I need to save Sizier and I can't do that unless I go to him."
"Hoke, what's happened to you since we lost you? How are you getting through to us?"
Dom sighed. How had she cottoned on that Hoke had intentionally avoided using his name, and Boss hadn't? "Fuck this, dude. Look, do you know where Taric is? I'm not going to leave him behind if I can help it."
Because Hoke didn't say where they were."
I will wait for you in the maintenance hangar if I can.*cough*
Sent people to help you, but I don't really know where they are.
Go back to the elevators we used to get to this floor and examine the area around them.
James found himself not quite knowing what to say, until the doors closed. "But... ... ...why? Just... Right. The... the people. Uh... Maybe we should check around... uh... I really don't know this facility, at all. I guess I'll just follow you?" James follows Tarran and adds confused commentary.
"We have to get to Floor 22. Hoke, I don't want to die either, but I can't just abandon him. I'm sorry. Maybe I'll see you again. If I'm lucky." Dom stepped into the elevator and pressed the 'door close' button. As soon as she did, she leveled her Abassy at Tarran's face so the laser sight was centered on his forehead. "Sorry, Boss. I gotta do this on my own. It's a suicide mission, and I'm the one who should have been keeping an eye on Taric. I can't risk you two dying because of my mistake. Boss, take James and you get the hell out of here. Find those guys Hoke was talking about and get to him. If I... No, I'll make it back, with Sizier. Hoke said he can track us and when you meet up with him, you can ask him about me." When the doors slid closed, Dom pressed the Floor 22 button.
Coincidental... I get marked as a Deviation 22 as do the rest of the guys, and they're keeping him on Floor 22. It feels almost like destiny. Jeffrey... Dom looked at the Abassy in her hand. Were you a 22, as well? Were you taken here? Dear God... what if you were one of those poor bastards locked in a suit? It's been so long since you were taken from our bed... She slumped into a corner of the elevator and covered her eyes with her free hand. What do I do, Jeff? Do I just go in shooting and hope to get to Taric before they off him, if he's even still alive? Or do I wait and hope that when I need to, I can take them out? She released a shuddering breath and turned her gaze up to watch the floor display until it reached her destination.
"Is this an Technocrat Hack-safe door or merely hard to break down one?
And please tell me there are compressed gas units somewhere in there?"
Also, am I the only one to find it a bit unusual that Taric is so calm after losing an eye and addressing Dom in full name?
Inopportunate time for me to jump back in? :P
Dominique swallowed and got to her feet, keeping her Abassy held low by her hips. She flicked the safety off. "That really you, Sizier?" she asked. "What the hell's going on?"
"What are you talking about? Seriously, dude, explain yourself. I'm hardly in the mood for this shit and you're REALLY freaking me the fuck out," Dom said, running a thumb along the side of the Abassy.
Dom continued to fidget with her gun, wondering which one of them she would shoot if it even came to it. "Taric..." she trailed off, unable to continue on. This was a really heavy decision to be placed on her. "...I don't, I don't know if I can make that choice right now. I mean, fuck, man. I came down here preparing to die trying to rescue you and give Boss and James a small distraction so they could escape. Shit. This is kinda ridiculous." She placed her free hand to her forehead and rubbed it. "I can't decide without knowing what's gonna happen. I mean, I could shoot you right now... or I could help you, and I don't know what'll happen. So tell me. If I help you, what's going to happen to Tarran and James and Hoke and whoever the fuck else is still alive in this base? What's going to happen to them if I don't?"
Because in the case that you DO take your life, Taric will not get your help no matter what he does.
"All right. Let's talk about what happens if I blow your brains out before you can do anything. What happens then?" Dom asked. She didn't like the idea of anyone getting their will stolen because of her. "And let's get down to brass tacks here, Tar. Once Boss and the rest are free, what can you possibly offer me that I would want? We'll still be stuck here. We can't go home. You can't give me my life back. If I work with you I'll just be trading one cause I don't really believe in for another. Hell, I don't even know what it is you want to do with this army of yours or whatever."
Dom bristled angrily. "What the fuck do you know? You're just a techie who doesn't understand a GOD. DAMN. THING about people! I just want to go back to Earth, go back to moving boxes and coming home to my husband and never having to make these kinds of fucking decisions!" Shaking with rage, she put the Abassy against her temple. "All I gotta do is pull this trigger and then you'll never open that fucking door! You need me a whole hell of a lot more than I need you. I'm the only kinetic psychic you can get to within a hundred miles, and the only one who might help you of her own free will." She cocked the hammer with her thumb. "Give me one good reason, one good fucking reason, to not blow my brains out. Tell me what's REALLY behind that door, and what you're planning to do with it."
Dom tilted the gun up and away slightly. "Is he here? Alive? Tell me you didn't put him in a suit," she said, voice trembling with hope.
Dom sighed. "I knew that was too much to hope for. One last question, and then I'll make my decision. If - If I help you open that door... you have access to all the information this Father guy had, right? Every file the technocracy had in this base? I want to find Jeffrey. Once Tarran and James and Hoke and whoever Hoke wanted to save are safe, that's all I care about, and I'll do whatever it takes to see him again. Promise me you'll help me... and I promise I'll help you."
"Dude, I know I'm not the brightest girl around but that sounds pretty loaded to me, like if I say yes you'll just say 'I know you're married to him' or some shit like that." Dom closed her eyes and took a deep breath to focus and calm herself before continuing on. After everything that had happened since waking up in New Hensfield today, her nerves were completely shot. "Just... promise me access to the base's files at least, so I can look myself if I'm not satisfied with your answer. Can we do that?"
Dom cast one last distrustful look at the Immortal, but slid the Abassy back into its holster on her thigh. "...Deal," she said, holding her hand out to shake. "Let's see about getting that door open and Boss out of here. How much control do we currently have over the facility?"
Take a peek in both the scanner offices and clerk offices. Just a small peek into the door, not a whole room inspection.
"Hm, scanner offices... Used to be a scanner for a while... shotgun crates... Anyway, I'll check the scanner office." James went and looked at the scanner offices.
Dom thought for a moment. "Well... we should try to herd him and the others to the hangar, get them out of here. Safely. While they're doing that, you can show me to this door and we can take a look at it. Also, is there any way we can get in contact with him? I kinda took the only radio we had on us."
"OK ... Hack it, unless we have the tools to cut this thing open anyone?"
Go take a more thorough examination of the clerk offices.
"Hmm... Wonder if I'll find any old lunches." James first checks contraband storage, then attempts to sign on.
Dom ran a hand through her hair. "OK. I'm hoping I don't end up regretting this." She performed a few stretches, figuring warming up physically might help her warm up mentally, and focused on the mechanisms inside the door. I just have to swing this bit down, push that one over... rotate this one like... seventy degrees, I think... OK, that bit lifts up... move this to the left and turn it clockwise... "Might take a few minutes if you want to sit back down. There's a lot of little fiddly things in here that need to be moved," she said, letting Taric know she was working on the door and that it might be awhile.
"Next... floor... NOW!!!... Oh god it tastes awful, why did i take off my mask?"
Go up the stairs
Make a quick check of all the workstations to see if there's anything hiding anywhere before picking up and putting on a headset.
James smirked a bit as he fed the access code into the vault, thinking about the calendar. "Yeah, set up a meeting with Mr. Ghost, why don't I."
Dom, pretty much on auto-pilot as her tired brain recuperated from the ordeal, followed Taric as well, a hand reflexively on her Abassy. Just in case.
"We are going to the assembly, i would like something held together by more than Duct-tape and prayers"
Try the following:
123456
abc123
qwerty
password1
If all of these fail, look for anything in the room that has any letters or numbers written.
Also, do identity badges have more than just names written on them?
Edited in.Try the following:
123456
abc123
qwerty
password1
If all of these fail, look for anything in the room that has any letters or numbers written.
Also, do identity badges have more than just names written on them?
You can try both badges, and I'll give both a luck roll.
Try the following:
123456
abc123
qwerty
password1
If all of these fail, look for anything in the room that has any letters or numbers written.
Also, look at the badges I have to see what job they have.
James tried to use another guest key on a different computer, grab an access key, and use that on the door.
"Yeah, we'll go in in a second. Have you seen this thing dude?" Dom asked, pointing the strange object out to Taric. He was already a smart guy and who knows what he had picked up when he was mind-melded or whatever; maybe he would know what it was. Once she had pointed it out to him, though, she went ahead and entered the Orientation machine.
"You know, i dont recognize any of these names from when this place was working, how about you guys?"
You are screwed Serious I remember that the last orientation device had to be modified to stop turning you in to a Technocracy agent so unless we get some epic willpower saves its bye Dom nice knowing you.
2 stat points in Willpower - Unless Willpower does nothing for my psychic skills, in which case that's all 3 to Endurance
OK. Do stat and skill fractionals count together? If so I have 1 and 3/8ths points (if not, it's one and 2/8ths so that doesn't affect much). I'll go ahead and put that single point into Willpower as well if available; if not, Passive Kinetics.
OK. Should I go ahead and update the wiki page for Dom? And if so, should i just include the remaining fractions somewhere off to the side, like (Stat Point: 1/8th, Skill Point: 2/8th)?
You're Mr. 'I don't wanna use psionics' if I remember correctly, Tarran. :PRemember, that was more than a year ago, so what I felt about it back then may not come even close to what I feel about it now.
Powder's got that nifty little Dom running around in his head, so he's at least got an interesting take on his powers. Ahra... may be SOL unless one of you two can Orient himYou saying these things right after another makes me mentally scratch my head like a stereotypical confused caveman.
I think I'll leave them free and figure out what to do with them later.
EDIT: Also, do I pick out new powers now? :3
Oh. So there won't be some sort of crazy-me in Ahra's mind if I try and roll well?
(trying and) Calling it now, Taric turned Dom into some sort of AI.
Granted, you've NEVER used your empathetics, so you might accidentally microwave his brain,Well, if I'm going to start using it, I might as well start with high risk attempts. :D
Try three last passwords:
If these fail, promptly take off the helmet and throw it across the room in mild frustration.
James gripped his Renfield and peeked out into the hall to see what was there.
"Guys, hide, i´ll check it out, listen for gunfire"
Walks towards sound
´I Am an bloody idiot´
"Hello, anyone with an functioning brain in here?"
Tarran stared at the Immortal completely dumbfounded.
"...What. I don't understand. Dominique is alive? The Father is actually helping us? And how do I know you're not lying?"
I can't think of an actual action for my guy unless he gets a response that either pushes him either towards believing the immortal or disbelieving it.
I don't, usually, just sit there silently and stare at you.Stop lying. I know your tricks. You're waiting for the right moment to put a dagger in my back!
Tarran stared at the Immortal completely dumbfounded.
"...What. I don't understand. Dominique is alive? The Father is actually helping us? And how do I know you're not lying?"
Spike and gun in hand Aaron walked towards the conversation and peeked in.
His sanity really wished he never had, watching an human with no marks of being from the base? Ok.
An Immortal? Better stab that with the nice spike and call the guys, or check if its an rotten one.
The human trying to hurt the parlaying Immortal? The. Bleeding. Hell.
Ah well, feet first as dad used to say.
"IMMORTAL" was the only thing he roared, it would get the team here "STOP WHAT YOU TWO ARE DOING NOW!"
James didn't respond with talking- he wasn't wont to trust or talk to immortals. Instead, in an astounding display of a lack of forethought, he decides to try to beat it up. With Simone's Song.
(Ah, fuck. Dom's got the book. XD...GERP ZERP.
Yeah, I don't envy your position in the slightest when you have to explain to your superiors that you lost your entire original unit and an additional squad. >:3Fixed.
Hehe, I SHALL HAVE MY REVENGE! >:DOn what and how?
"Well then mister... suitthing, lead the way to our ride please."
Follow the Immortal to the shuttle.
"... you realise we have gone up over 10 floors of devilry, and lost the security guy on our first floor, and everyone wants to get out,
I would be over-damn-joyed to get a ride out Mr."
James, now a bit stunned, stares at the Immortal for several seconds before: "...Guide me where?" James probably would have figured it out from the immortal's earlier talking but he had just taken an elbow to the head- and was not thinking too clearly.
Now we've got James, who, as luck would have it, has been abandoned by Tarran without so much as an attempt at contact.I assumed that Tarran and James would get together again and talk to another and so and so outside of roleplaying, considering both these immortals are here to do the same job and we aren't all that far from another.
Now we've got James, who, as luck would have it, has been abandoned by Tarran without so much as an attempt at contact.I assumed that Tarran and James would get together again and talk to another and so and so outside of roleplaying, considering both these immortals are here to do the same job and we aren't all that far from another.
"What about the others? Are they coming? Tarran? Dominique? Taric?" James wasn't about to follow an immortal. He'd had problems with following immortals before. He wasn't about to repeat that mistake. Why would he trust an immortal anyway? James basically waited to see if the immortal was distracted by making another sentence, and then if it was, he obstinately attempted to punch it again while it was.
((I see.Okay, whatever. If it really matters so much to you, I edited it.
Well actually I don't. Your action talked about following the immortal and not a lot else. "Follow the Immortal" is not usually, by implication or exactitude, taken to mean "Go back to James, tell him everything is all right, and then follow the immortal.")
((I see.Okay, whatever. If it really matters so much to you, I edited it.
Well actually I don't. Your action talked about following the immortal and not a lot else. "Follow the Immortal" is not usually, by implication or exactitude, taken to mean "Go back to James, tell him everything is all right, and then follow the immortal.")
*Sigh* Tarran, my problem here is that you have issues if I attempt to interpret your action, and you have issues if I don't interpret your actions. It is somewhat frustrating. It matters because I want to keep you slightly happy, and that is difficult when I must take your actions and face value, and I must interpret your actions to actions to do what you want. Hopefully you see the issue here.If you have a problem with understanding what I'm doing or what I want to do, just ask me in a neutral tone about the specifics.
I don't think Tarran would be given command of a wet sponge if he gave an honest debrief to the Unchained at this point.
*Sigh* Tarran, my problem here is that you have issues if I attempt to interpret your action, and you have issues if I don't interpret your actions. It is somewhat frustrating. It matters because I want to keep you slightly happy, and that is difficult when I must take your actions and face value, and I must interpret your actions to actions to do what you want. Hopefully you see the issue here.If you have a problem with understanding what I'm doing or what I want to do, just ask me in a neutral tone about the specifics.
Don't insult and/or mock me like this:I don't think Tarran would be given command of a wet sponge if he gave an honest debrief to the Unchained at this point.
Because it seems like every time I do something wrong you set out to mock me. That might not be what you intended, but it always seems like that.
Tarran is not you, you are not Tarran. Mocking him is not belittling you personally.I agree. But I see this specific mock as mocking my action, as it was made only after I posted my action, rather than after my character failed to do the action I wanted him to do.
As a rule, you have disliked assumptions. (Notable instances: You disliked me assuming that Tarran knows about ORS despite earlier proximity, and you disliked me assuming that he knew what Taric was doing to the Restaurant door while he was twenty feet away.) So, and I ask this in all hopes of an honest and amicable answer: Do you think it is reasonable, in light of your earlier sentiments about assumptions, for me to read "Find James, inform him of the situation, and (if he agrees to go), follow the immortal to the shuttle" into "Follow the Immortal to the shuttle"?The ORS was a case of me forgetting that my character knew of them.
Tarran, it is unfortunate that you feel offended, but honestly, what in the world do I have to gain by mocking you personally?Tarran is not you, you are not Tarran. Mocking him is not belittling you personally.I agree. But I see this specific mock as mocking my action, as it was made only after I posted my action, rather than after my character failed to do the action I wanted him to do.
As a rule, you have disliked assumptions. (Notable instances: You disliked me assuming that Tarran knows about ORS despite earlier proximity, and you disliked me assuming that he knew what Taric was doing to the Restaurant door while he was twenty feet away.) So, and I ask this in all hopes of an honest and amicable answer: Do you think it is reasonable, in light of your earlier sentiments about assumptions, for me to read "Find James, inform him of the situation, and (if he agrees to go), follow the immortal to the shuttle" into "Follow the Immortal to the shuttle"?The ORS was a case of me forgetting that my character knew of them.
The door case if I recall correctly was a case of me not knowing that you assumed more NPC-PC dialogue than what you type and me not knowing that my character was watching him. An issue that I believe I felt at the time that I, as the player, wasn't getting enough information. I don't believe the relation to assumptions of what my character knew was the main issue.
I... don't recall getting upset about you assuming minor details of my actions. Please correct me if I'm wrong. So on minor stuff relating to keeping the group together (especially on railroading sections, which I feel like this is), unless I sound like I want to leave James behind (I don't sound like that, do I?), or I explicitly say so, then yes some assumption is reasonable because I have far less problems with that kind of assumption than pretty much any other kind.
You didn't remember that Tarran knew about ORS several times, over the course of several pages, and with three people giving reasons why you would. That's a bit more than not remembering.Regarding Zako, that was me not remembering.
Now, as to the minor details. The one that pops most readily to mind is when you were fighting immortals in the corridor outside security station november. Your action pretty much explicitly stated aiming, and yet, when I aimed you in, you were upset that I had done so. I realize that, on the internet, everyone is as cool as a cucumber and completely chill in hindsight, but you fairly well seemed upset at that time.More of a case of you interpreting my action incorrectly and/or me writing it wrong rather than you assuming me doing something. It was less minor than this, because it was during combat where the lives of our characters were on the line.
Leaving James behind... It's not a question of whether you sound like you want to do it, it's a question of whether you sound like you don't. There's nothing there that tells me you want to grab James,And nothing telling you that I don't.
from the way the rest of the team has been going, leaving him alone seems pretty par for the course.Wolf left us without warning us much if I recall correctly, Taric was with Dom and I had to protect Jake, Dom forced herself from me twice... I only (ironically) recall abandoning James. But he was only recently in a coma at the time if I recall correctly.
On the note of railroading... It was a turnoff. If you agreed with the immortal, you get to go to the next chapter. (because 5 turns of walking through hallways and riding elevators is about as much fun as reading soda bottles) If you disagreed with the immortals, or if James disagreed with you... then everything keeps spinning. Dominique would be shoehorned into her next section, and you'd probably end up helping Ahra's people fight their way to the hangar.Ah, okay.
More of a case of you interpreting my action incorrectly and/or me writing it wrong rather than you assuming me doing something. It was less minor than this, because it was during combat where the lives of our characters were on the line.
And then the rest of our argument was about different stuff that you said which lasted all of a couple more posts.
Also, I've been wrong about you being upset before.
"Yeah, I can. Where is Hoke? The ship, right?"
You, assume that I'm not insulting you unless I add brackets to the end of the comment that say [I AM INSULTING YOU]. I'm an aggressive aggressive person, not a passive aggressive, if I go after you there will be no ambiguity. You do that and I'll ask a few more questions about your actions if there is an obvious flaw with the explicit logic.Fair enough.
IF YOU FOLLOW TARRAN IN HIS PRESENT STATE, YOU WILL LEAVE THE CHAPTER.Wait, when did this game suddenly become an old console (PC) game?
ARE YOU SURE?
Y/N
IF YOU FOLLOW TARRAN IN HIS PRESENT STATE, YOU WILL LEAVE THE CHAPTER.Wait, when did this game suddenly become an old console (PC) game?
ARE YOU SURE?
Y/N
Or is that just because you are secretly a robot/AI made back in DOS?
Draignean are you still doing things?That is an incredibly vague question to which the answer will always be yes. Even if I was rotting in a box, the answer would still be yes. That question falls on a par with the truly stunning self-evidencing qualities of such profoundly insightful queries as "are you awake?". Assuming that the questioner is not talking to him or herself, there is really only one possible answer that could maintain a shred of veracity.
I am still incapable of saying no if someone asks me to help them/do something that "only I" can do.Can you solve all the world's problems? You're the only one that can do it!
Tarran: You have 3 attribute points from completing.I'll get myself +3 Intelligence considering that we have nobody else in the new group that has anything higher than 3 Intelligence. Plus I might need it to avoid getting shot in the near future.
2 Will and 3 Strength.
Tarran: You have 3 attribute points from completing.I'll get myself +3 Intelligence considering that we have nobody else in the new group that has anything higher than 3 Intelligence. Plus I might need it to avoid getting shot in the near future.
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You know I'm still down, although it might take me a few posts to get back into the right character. It's good to see you back, by the way; what happened to you?
Sorry, but I think I'm going to drop off this even though I'm not in any other RTDs. 5 months or so really derails things. I have no idea what was happening, I have no idea what has happened in the distant past, and I don't think I have the want to look through the multiple hundreds of pages to try and desperately get a grip on things.
In addition, besides that, I wasn't really into continuing a whole lot after the last pause in the first place, I was unhealthily holding on to the RTD despite that. And we seem to not be very compatible anyway, considering that we're really the only ones that argue. I don't think I conflicted with a GM this much in any other RTD I've ever been in.
So yeah, consider me out. I might be interested in a new RTD, possibly even in the same universe. But not this one.
Ah, Draignean, it's good to see you!
And yeah, I'd be interested.
Sorry to hear about your situation though...
Seriously though, when I saw this topic come back up, I went from confusion to such happiness.
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Ookay. That's not a good sign.
This post is, as much as anything else, a roll call. Anyone still active and interested in this, check in. If you have a character in the waiting list and do not check in within the next 7 days, that character will be sent to the back of the waiting list.
I don't know if there's enough interest left for me to revive this game, and I'll have to read most of my notes again, but I'm willing to give it a shot if anybody from the old crew is left.
Are we allowed psionic characters?
Here's a sheet for the waitlist, may expand bio as I read on.Spoiler: Character Sheet: Toomas Amk (click to show/hide)
Spoiler: Personel file: Ntzom Migrurkeshin, Red Maintenance. (click to show/hide)
Stats and stuff check out? It's late here and my tired self may have missed something.
Well, he was always referred to as Jamie but I'm pretty sure that's a pet name for James, PM. :P
Actually his first name was Jamie. It's one of those weird names that was originally a feminized version of a male name, then wrapped around a couple hundred years later to become a guys name again.
4. Taric is not the Final boss.Are you still sure about this?
Oh come on :C4. Taric is not the Final boss.Are you still sure about this?
Or am I nominally one of the "Good guys"?4. Taric is not the Final boss.Are you still sure about this?
Alright, here's my character. I hope we get to choose what psionics we get later if we don't start out with any...
Oh good. The problem being is that I don't have anywhere enough points TO spend on Psionic abilities without neglecting the overall point of my character, which is to be a charismatic informative...
I can see the positives behind the new player joining system, but I don't know what you would do if you approve of the first two and the last one goes completely in the opposite direction, or any other combination of for and against.
What rolls did Dom make when she tried doing an orientation by herself on James anyway?
Question: how much to Psionics cost?
Can I just reshuffle all my #/8ths into points towards Stamina? Other than that, I think I'm good...
Due to excessive laziness and not much need to in the first place, I don't much wish to reshuffle.
Updated to include changes.Spoiler: Personel file: Ntzom Migrurkeshin, Red Maintenance. (click to show/hide)
Wow... Dom is a beast...
Not taking any weapon skills? ???
Also, could you refresh my memory on my psionics? I'm pretty sure I have Kinesthesia, Telekinesis, Slam, Heavy Manipulation, and Blade. I think I have Shear. Other than that I don't remember what I have.
Can you come up with more Empathetic powers somehow? Kinesis seems to have a lot more going for it...
Just had a brainwave! Why don't you make a empathetic ability that lets you steal stats or skills from someone temporarily? You won't actually steal them, but borrow the memories of that skill and hold them in your mind for use while the victim doesn't have it. And for stats, you could replicate how the electrical signals that their brains are outputting to their body in yours while stealing the information on how to do that from the victim.
Or if that's not believable or possible, why not just disable those skills/stats instead? Just as simple as temporarily blanking out the memories/body signals in someone else. It would be pretty nasty to spring on someone, or a group of people even. Just imagine, a group of highly trained soldier with assault rifles about to fire on the player, when suddenly, they forget how their guns work, what way to point them or even if they are loaded or working at all! Or having someone who is very agile suddenly start stumbling around or tripping over in the middle of dodges and acrobatics because they subconsciously forgot how to balance themselves! That would be pretty neat...
Are there empathic abilities to induce and dissuade hostilities?
I see the problem here... It's not that your not coming up with new powers, it's coming up with new powers that aren't already covered by the current ones. Tricky...
Er... if we're using a D22 are bonuses going to be increased? Because +1s and +2s don't mean much when using a d20 or higher.
A d22 for dice rolls in this game... That's fitting. How exactly would we know what results we get for a dice roll exactly? 1 is epic fail and 22 is epic success? What are the dividing ranges for the levels of success?
Yeah, I realize that, but skill dilution from D6 to D22 is rather a lot, especially when suddenly being applied to a system built around D6s- all of those fractional chances for +1s are absolutely pointless now, because even if you do get the +1, who cares?
((O.O Damn, I got MUCH better after being NPC'd :P ))
((How so?))((Not too sure actually. It does look like it though...))
"Computer, where's my Abassy?" she asked, rooting through the wardrobe some more, looking for her weaponry. Prick better not have lost it. I liked that thing. Before the AI answered, Taric himself knocked on the door and asked if he could come in. "Yeah, sure, I guess. Door's open," she said, trotting over to make sure it actually was.
"I suppose so. I've only been awake for like two minutes, and we're going to talk about that later. Anyway, Taric, what's this AI's name? It won't tell me where my guns are." She looked at Taric for a moment. "Unless you told it not to respond to me or something and decided to be all paranoid." Dom crossed her arms, frowning at the strange man. "Well, anyway. Let's go talk to the captain. I hope he didn't fuck up the escape opportunity I tried to snag for him..."
The latina psionic took a deep breath to clear her head as she walked over to the horizontal drawers. She wasn't sure how much of her personal armory she would need, but the Abassy and a stun baton - as well as ammunition/batteries for both - at least was coming with her.
Dom sighed and looked down. "Well... guess you gotta do what you gotta do, James." She stepped forward and gave him a hug, whether or not he was expecting it, then stepped to the side to give Tarran one as well before returning to her previous spot, crossing her arms over her stomach. "I'm going to miss you guys. Take care, all right?" She smiled, a bit forlornly. "I'm not going to be around to patch you up, so don't be taking any unnecessary risks."
"I figured, when I heard him speak." Dom sighed and rubbed her forehead. "Jesus Christ, Hoke. It's never going to happen. When did you ever go to flight school, anyway? You're an AI. I don't even want to know how I remind you of your landlady..." As for Tarran's question, she merely shrugged. "More or less what Taric said. I made a deal. You're free to go back to the Unchained. Just accept it, OK?"
Quick question: Is this still alive? I'm only 35 pages in showing 50 posts per page.
What's this thing you're wanting me to see? Does it have anything to do with the meeting we're going to?"
James sighs, barely restrains a curse, and slipping Simone's Song into his pocket for easier reach but not putting it on goes towards the cockpit.
This was a moment in time in which James rather heavily questioned why he didn't curse. Could he not get one moment to have a BREAK from all this?! Apparently not. James groaned. Again. He then reached into his pocket and actually put on Simone's Song. Chances were good he'd end up needing it, after all... "I'll take the PD turret."
"So what is it you need me to do... Boss?"
"Complete destruction, or do you want enough of the cyborgs left to study?"
Hmm. It could be hiding in maintenance, couldn't it...? James noted how his thoughts of a possible stowaway were of an it. Nor a he, or a she. James supposed Mahdavi did that
to someone. Nevertheless, he tried to pull out the access panel.
Dom thought as she walked back to her room. "Emily, what kinda resources do I have access to? Can I ask for some suits to back me up or is it gonna be just me and whatever I can get my hands on? And can you track the cyborgs, give me a good place to ambush or cut them off at, that kinda thing?" Once she was in her room, she put on the heaviest armor she had access to and checked to see what weapons she had available there, in addition to anything Emily told her about.
Oh God. A bomb. OH GOD. A BOMB. The primal fear and struggling for memories of training prevented James from worrying about the slight headache and its possible meanings.
Instead James, after the briefest moment of hesitation, decided to go with what his training told him on defusing bombs. If training said just to run... well... he would just run.
James wasted no time in responding. "A bomb! There's a bomb over here! WHAT DO I DO?!"
Dominique took a moment to examine the armor and figure out what kind of ammunition it needed. Then she loaded up the rest of the .50 cal ammunition, took the Cerico and the ammo for it, and finally the Artemis and the ammo for that. Then she went in the washroom to look for the promised medical supplies and took two or three ORS if they were available, and a medkit whether or not she found any ORS. "Hey, Emily. What happened to my Fuath chemical gun?" she asked as she went toward the elevator - and also attempted to get two or three Immortals to come with her as she went, under the assumption she passed any.
Okay. It's pretty much 3:00 in the morning, and I've been reading this for the last few days. Finally done, and I want in. First: Questions!
So, villians are still accepted, yes? Second, if I roleplay it well enough and there's a viable reason for it in the backstory, can I pull a Heel-Face Turn? That is all.
"It's welded on! Also, I just heard it make a sound!"
It might not save him, but James suddenly found it very prudent to be retreating from the bomb, if not all the way out of the room.
Wait a minute, he thought. If the shadow was gone, could he use active kinetics? And with that, James tried to use active kinetics to either destroy the bomb without blowing it up, or to perhaps put a bubble around the bomb.
Dom had used the time on the elevator to feed the shotgun shells into the internal loader and attach it to the Cerico. The Artemis was a last resort weapon; she'd sooner have the shotgun for close encounters and save the railgun for if she had to retreat and ambush them down a hallway or something. "You, watch the maintenance doors and fire if anyone other than myself or another Immortal passes through them. You, come with me," she said, delegating a task to each immortal. Hopefully the CCTV monitors will show me where they're at. Hell, maybe if I'm lucky, I'll find a map or something I can use. Might as well just loot the place.
With that in mind, she pushed open the admin door and looked around the room for any and everything helpful.
"Fuck." That about summed it up. She didn't trust the immortals to be technically proficient enough to repair and monitor the streams, so she made a 'come on' motion to the one following her and headed back out to collect the other one. "Come on, let's move. You, watch the left. You, watch the right." I'm getting kind of tired of just calling them 'you' all the time... "All right. You, you're Alonso. And you're Basilio. So when I say Alonso, I want you" - she pointed at the one watching the left - "to listen, and when I say Basilio, that's your cue to take orders. If I want you both to do something I'll say so. Got it? Alonso, nod if you understand." She waited. "Basilio, nod if you understand."
Once she had their responses, she opened the doors. "Both of you, let's move. Keep a close eye out, and if you sense anything suspicious, touch my shoulder to get my attention and then point it out to me."
James attempts to elicit the same... potential, to allow Iscariot to talk.
(I am so editing this post later on. Sorry Draig, busy here with exams :D)
(20 stamina expended to lift 300 pounds, attempting to throw Ashley six spaces south. Sort of hoping to also get Ashley shot by the turret if it shoots at Basilio but I doubt I'm that lucky. :P Anyway, if allowed, if/after I draw Ashley south I'll attempt to shoot her as well.)
(Hmm, wait. Can I edit and throw her at the turret instead? Just asking just in case you've already wrote or rolled or something and don't want to change results.)
((I personally would have just ripped the turret off and bashed her over the head with it.
Follow the plan. Count down from 3 and while I'm counting down, hit the middle guy with a level 5 surge with a -1 modifier, and then give covering fire with my Renfield towards the closest trooper as Tyrin and the injured Unchained make a run for it. Then when they start shooting, sprint over to join them in the building.
Her plan is best!
Dom expends 20 stamina to fling Ashley into the turret, then immediately moves three tiles south and one west into cover. Alonso spends his turn aiming at the electronic panel mentioned previously, while Basilio just quickshots it.
"I don't know if we can! Trying to psionically seal it won't work, I know that... but only one or two of these won't destroy the ship, they're low enough yield for that! Ask Hoke if he knows how to disarm bombs!"
((Sorry for the generalism, still reading up on everything in the wiki. :) ))
"Well, fuck. Both of you, fire at that damn panel!" Dom ordered as she drew her Abassy, figuring the laser sight would help her aim as she took a quick shot at the panel herself.
Look for things to safely exit the ship from, preferably three of them -one for me, one for Tarran, and one for Hoke- and get to the cockpit. Failing finding things, try to make the cockpit as able to survive the bombing and inevitable... problems as possible.
Keep supressing Trooper 1! Follow the plan!
Go plan, Go! Follow! Follow! Follow! Get to the location!
Talk to Jenna, try to aid her to move faster.
Now that the random rant is over, just want to say that I didn't mean to leave the forums for this long, real life just reared up and bit me and I'm glad you are all still alive
PPS. Just want to say that even though the board completely slipped my mind for ages, I never turned off the option that any pm gets sent to my email, so if you HAD of pmed me I woulda gotten back in faster, I am pretty sure that I said to pm me if I was late for a turn somewhere back there.
"Of course it won't bite us in the ass. It'll bite us in the face, where we can see it. Because I'm darn sure we'll be able to see it."
Tyrin faced the colonists, halfway between preparing a splint and steadied his voice, taking a deep breath. "Since any of you haven't fired upon us, I'd first like to say 'Thank you'. Second, I'd like to add the fact that none of you ever harbored us, and it was all in our fault to have implicated you, your families and your property. Third, the technocrats are out for blood and I'm pretty sure they'll just kill us all given the last hour of events." ...No, not bait. "And last, we won't press you for anything but any help you could render is well good and great."
He turned his attention back to treating Jenna while looking at Anna's response, having said all he wished in less then ten seconds.
Switch to the light rifle, move over to the other end of the building and peek out the windows and doors to get a look outside. Then have a quick talk to the colonists to ask them how they're holding up.
Dom quickly got to her feet and holstered her Abassy in favor of the shotgun once more. "All right both of you, let's go! After her!" she yelled to the immortals as she took the lead, moving to follow Ashley before she could get far enough to set another trap.
James attempts to drag the suits to the cockpit and get the others to help.
Uhh, What are my stats, at this point in time, i dint post a turn because I did not know, or are you waiting for a better time, because I can understand that
Anna held up a hand, palm forward, towards the two families in a gesture of peace.
"Relax, I'm not going to do anything to any of you. I just need to move past you to check the other side of the building through the doors and windows."
"The woman's right. She--and in that way, we--are not trying or have any note on hurting any of you. See, we've worked amongst you all for years, and yet you worry only now."
Tyrin looked at the man who first pointed a gun at him. "See, fear is another factor. You say you were all afraid to shoot me because I would retaliate and kill a few of you. Lose-lose. Guess what happened when you didn't: is anyone dead now?"
He raised an eyebrow in response for the expected revelation. "We can take our war with us, as you please, and I'd be loathe to harm the families we'd be collateral to, but if we don't end this now, there's no saying they wouldn't."
Diplomacy/convince the people to be on our side! Or at least remain at cordial relations with them.
Also, check for motive/lying.
"Tell me, do any of you really want to kill us?"
Pacify, hopefully. Activate Suggestion and Emotion Sense in Passive Empathetics(? - is this considered a passive thing when you roll or should I state it?)
Will she support Tyrin's heroic and foolhardy attempt to win the hearts of the colonists?((Oh you. XD
James kind of just writhed on the ground, trying to regain any conscious thought.
Time for diplomacy and a little mental pressure with my powers to help him see things reasonably. If he says ok, head right past him and check the other side of the building for doors or windows, and then peek outside to get a look on what's going on. If he says no, then head back to the others and put some fire on the closest obvious trooper with the light rifle. Make sure to slide Tyrin's pistol back to him before either of these.
Continue past action of hoping the colonists would be swayed to reason.
Enter Red Maintenance, attempt kinetic sonar again.
And here I thought there was nothing interesting left on B12, nostalgia hit me a few weeks too late apparently :P
Focus and try to break through the phantom pain while I'm talking with a bit of a mental push to help speed things along. Use my powers over the human language to break her focus and seed doubt in her mind so to weaken her to mental attacks, and then hit her with an Override that forces the hand that's holding her hostage to open so to distract her from my real attack: A Level 6 Surge with no modifier.
He moved Jenna to a safer location away from the door, catching Anna's shove of his pistol and quickly fired a shot-not at the Technocrat Psionic, but at the wall closest to her ear, to perhaps distract her only for a moment to get a clear view.
((..I thought we were both in full view of her?
Argh, need to check the Updated Map and then check back :/ Excuse if I edit the action in the meantime.))
Edit:((And judging by my character speaking..I'm pretty sure we were in view of the people, unless somehow Anna moved up, and the Technocrat is on the upper right side--Tyrin's FoV blocked by the wall as he's with Jenna at the door.Spoiler (click to show/hide)
...Which would mean the leader is nearest to Anna as he saw Tyrin and pointed a gun at him.
...Ok, let me process my topographical location.))
((Well, to be honest, I'm pretty screwed right now. She got me by surprise and hit me with a nasty surge with me rolling a poor defensive roll. It's just blind luck that I'm just in pain right now and not suffering 3 different effects. Good news is that if she doesn't shoot me or maim me further with psionics, I should live through the surge and someone should be able to shoot her dead.
Hmm... I think that a lot depends on using my psionics to help throw off the surge drain early. I'll adjust my action then.))
((I can do that already? I figured that a mindbar would work fine, but I thought that I had to get enough points in Empathetics to be able to use it in the first place, as well as the other skills in psionics. Shit, this changes a lot! Can you update the psionics page to make this clear for us, please?))
((I can do that already? I figured that a mindbar would work fine, but I thought that I had to get enough points in Empathetics to be able to use it in the first place, as well as the other skills in psionics. Shit, this changes a lot! Can you update the psionics page to make this clear for us, please?))
(Um, is this game still open to new players?)
(I would've said so last night, but, y'know. Phone internet only during non-library hours. >.< But yeah, you can start D.)
((NP SC it's OK. (I am sad there is no shorter abbreviation for 'it is'.)))((It's. :)) ))
shorter, he said... I'd go with 's, like NP SC, 's OK((NP SC it's OK. (I am sad there is no shorter abbreviation for 'it is'.)))((It's. :)) ))
((How much of this thread would you all recommend I read before actually making a character?))
((How much of this thread would you all recommend I read before actually making a character?))
((This post (http://www.bay12forums.com/smf/index.php?topic=76875.msg4380165#msg4380165) contains a synopsis of the gist of events prior to the great emptiness. It leaves out a few things, (a lot) but a great deal of what was left out (particularly the UNENDING AND HIDEOUSLY BORING trek through the facility) contains bits of plot threads that never got completed. Partially because nobody bothers to use items I give them that aren't guns. Ever.
Of course, on the non-plot related side, you'll be missing great and hilarious character interaction.))
*poke?*
*poke?*
Yes yes, it's Tiruin's fault. *She got rolls that kept getting other people killed and making me re-write the turn. I need to proofread a little, but it should be out in less than an hour.
*poke?*
Yes yes, it's Tiruin's fault. *She got rolls that kept getting other people killed and making me re-write the turn. I need to proofread a little, but it should be out in less than an hour.
FTFY. :P
Oh. Oh shit. Tarran hadn't made it?! "Oh, fuck, I don't know! I asked him to come to the cockpit! Where did you last hear from him?! I, shit... I'll look for him in the drop suit, I guess, but, fuck, will that kill me too? Shit. Fuck." James, panicked, put on one of the drop suits, and prepared to rush out of the cockpit.
Put on the drop suit. If Hoke doesn't ridicule me for stupidity, look for Tarran.
"OK i'l let you out for a talk, I doubt we will be able to reach a concencus but I actually like you Dom, and I would rather nto hurt you could I avoid it, the Immortals are going to ban an issue however."
Let Dom out, still lock the other Red maintenance doors, get to her without encountering an immortal if possible, otherwise take it down
"OK i'l let you out for a talk, I doubt we will be able to reach a concencus but I actually like you Dom, and I would rather nto hurt you could I avoid it, the Immortals are going to ban an issue however."
Let Dom out, still lock the other Red maintenance doors, get to her without encountering an immortal if possible, otherwise take it down
Anna breathed deeply, trying to focus her mind through the phantom pain. She should have realised that the colonists were being overly aggressive for a good reason, and now she was paying for her lack of foresight. Thankfully, it appears that luck had been on her side somewhat as she could have been a lot worse off than she was now. Now it was time to strike back, but not only with her mind but something possibly more devastating, namely, her words. A plan began to form in her mind as she started talking.
"Of course you would have to resort to hiding yourself like that, just to take on us so called ragtag fools. Your lack of confidence is plain to me, even if it's not for the others present. The fact that I'm still conscious right now confirms this. You don't think you can take us, and have to resort to playing it safe and being sneaky. But you have forgotten one thing..."
A small grin crosses her face as she looks back up to the technocrat psionic. She could only hope that Tyrin and Jenna got the signal.
"I'm not the only one you have to deal with."
Focus through the pain and make a mindbar on myself and Tyrin while I talk. Use my powers over the human language to break her focus and seed doubt in her mind so to weaken her to mental attacks, or at least put her off balance, and then hit her with an Override that forces the hand that's holding her hostage to open. Then shoot her with a burst from the Renfield once the little girl jerks away from her.
Tyrin looked at Jenna and saw the same reflection in her eyes signalling her point. He hoped he knew what Anna was doing--psionics was much out of line with what he knew, only relying on intuition at best.
He moved Jenna to a safer location away from the door, catching Anna's shove of his pistol and...well.quickly fired a shot-not at the Technocrat Psionic, but at the wall closest to her ear, to perhaps distract her only for a moment to get a clear view.
The young man could feel his heart twist and churn at the sight of the dead girl, and he averted his eyes from the grieving people. Though he wished to yell something, anything, to relieve the pain of war.
There was nothing he could do but focus on their goal.
'If only I could be as strong as Anna..'
"Yes, we surrender!"
Sneak closer to get a clear shot, and aim to distract or cripple the enemy Technocrat Psionic.
'Jenna, keep the door held. I'm sorry I've to do this, but I'll be back.' Tyrin whispered.
Please please please notice my tone and take it as a token note Anna..
(will respond tomorrow, library closing)
((Ok, thanks for letting us know. And man, the rolls on this turn are nuts! Go Tyrin!))
(Don't worry about it. ^^^;)
--SOrry, tired AND getting ready for work, not the pest tings for an IC convo--
(No armor on head. HP -16x2x4=-128)((Draignean..if it's really ok with you, may I ask if I could copy your roll-note style? That was amazing.
[Lie 5+1 Vs Detect lie 3+2]
-Anna- :(
"Oh, so you're like Hoke then." Dom nodded. If she hadn't already run into the situation she probably would have been skeptical, but there WAS precedent. "OK, fine, if you want to look around we can look around and explore these other options or something. But... if Taric really was the Father, then he had the chance to take me, too, when I was unconscious after using the Orientation machine, and I know he wanted me - the Father, not Taric, although he probably did for different reasons - because of what I can do with psionics that no one else on our team could. But I'm still me. I don't feel any different, anyway."
Quote(No armor on head. HP -16x2x4=-128)((Draignean..if it's really ok with you, may I ask if I could copy your roll-note style? That was amazing.
[Lie 5+1 Vs Detect lie 3+2]
Also storm. Storms hit me now. It hurts and argh.
I'm sorry.))
Well... he had to make sure, fog or no. Muttering yet another prayer, James went into engineering.
"Hey may not have been confident in you remaining psionic if he took control of you, he would have to do it using one of the exoskeletons remember, we look around, and I help you get people out/ find out if your husband is here, If you are not actively fightnign against me we might be able to just disconnect him from the system, which if it really is Tarric should not harm him, or I may find proof, either way I need to keep away from the Immortals, because they WILL shoot me regardless of who "Tarric" really is"
"No, they'll listen to me if I tell them to stand down. He gave me that authority," Dom said. "Just wait for the two that came with me to come back, and I'll show you."
Focus through the pain with sheer force of will helped along with training! Then try to mindbar again to throw off the surge effects. Also, take a break against the nearby wall and keep an eye on the colonists while doing so.
Oh right, ask the family before acting!
Before anything, the young man decided to try to console those who were affected. "What did she do to you all?"
Give Manticore and Energy Cell to Jenna.
Observe the battlefield, and try to move out of the building into a safe cover area, looking around for anyone signalling reinforcements.
If spotted: Try to disrupt or neutralize.
"Tyrin! Fuck!" Anna yelled as she heard the railgun and saw a spray of red come from the man. "Jenna! Our position has been pegged if that railgun is firing at us! We've got to bail before the gunship pulls around!"
With that, she turned to the colonists that were still remaining.
"Is there a back way out of this building? A window or something? We've got to get out of here, fast! Can one of you give me a hand with these two?"
She thought for a moment. "Hmm. If the Father is an AI, then how did he get into my dreams? That sounds like a psychic sort of thing. Is he more than an AI? Do you know?" she asked Ash.
I'll see what I can do. Damien stares intently at the commander. Do try to remember that there's only so much I can do, and coping with your incompetence is not, in fact, part of it. He cracks his knuckles and neck. That being said, let's get this over with. I have better things to do.
Jump out of the gunship and take stock of the situation. Get ready to retaliate at any attackers.
Er... Sorry? >.>;
Sorry, but we had at least partly IC reasons to avoid PvP and I am not a big fan of PvP
Need moar reading material :'(
[...]( :'(
Not something to be sorry over, it's just rather funny that the one map that I had planned out from beginning to end is the one map that I'm never going to use again. Frustrating, but funny. Like life in general really.
Dom nodded. "That's why I'm really hoping we can get this mess straightened out. I don't wanna hurt you either." She looked at the Immortals. "...I feel sorry for these guys. I know why you hate the Father so much. The proof of what kind of asshole he is is right in front of us. Hell, I've talked to him myself; I dunno if I told you this, but I took a nap earlier when we were all here and exploring and that guy took over my dreams, tried to get me to sell out my team and yours too. I don't know what exactly he wanted. I got woke up before we could talk much, luckily."
She thought for a moment. "Hmm. If the Father is an AI, then how did he get into my dreams? That sounds like a psychic sort of thing. Is he more than an AI? Do you know?" she asked Ash.
"He is the strongest single mind I have ever seen or felt, that is all I know, and he seems hell bent on controlling everything, we can't just let him run rampant, you can see why I am skeptical that your Tarric, actually won, but I will give you the benefit of the doubt, for now"
Though workable, James' thought processes weren't doing so well in the first place. He'd had a serious concussion, after all, and not that much time had passed. So when the cold began freezing him to death, his speed of mind bombed again. He could still think in goals though. And he had quite a simple one- get through to Tarran. With that, James threw all caution to the wind, unable to properly think about consequences. He raged on the door, body and mind.
Get that door open, using a combination of strength and practically random Slams. Place no regard for my own safety but prioritize Tarran's (to the best of my ability).
"Tyrin! Fuck!" Anna yelled as she heard the railgun and saw a spray of red come from the man. "Jenna! Our position has been pegged if that railgun is firing at us! We've got to bail before the gunship pulls around!"
With that, she turned to the colonists that were still remaining.
"Is there a back way out of this building? A window or something? We've got to get out of here, fast! Can one of you give me a hand with these two?"
Shut off the mindbar, grab Jenna and Tyrin and head out the back if the colonists say there is one. Otherwise, take a deep breath to focus and try to use my powers to get a rough position on the sniper. Notify everyone of where the sniper is if I can get a bead.
Tyrin looked at Jenna and weakly gave her a nod, thanking her for that. He could feel..well, in a well described form, warmth radiating from his wound. He didn't know blood would be this warm..and if so, this was a very precarious situation.
"J-jenna..go over to Anna. T-" She's right there. "Please try to convince Ced to take us in. We can't go out this way."
..What if she doesn't believe me.
Then I must lie to her. We'll all die if we try this exit!
...And this wound. I wonder if it hit my organs.
"They've guns trained right at the door. We need to make our own way out. Blow down the wall. And not in this direction. If they can muster enough force to get me like that, then they're dead set to kill anyone who exits this building.
"Which means the colonists are also free targets now. Do you have anything we could use?"
Try to stabilize wound. And..err, try to wonder if I can prod Ced on this unfortunate matter and to try..to ask to go into the backroom--where it leads?
Wait for the dropship to get into position, then jump out and take stock of the situation. Get ready to retaliate at any attackers.
((Have you remembered to do my increased stamina regen?))
((If I'm right about that sound, this is gonna be awesome.))Heheh, I have an idea or two as well.
Damien walks up to the troops at the destroyer and demands a status report.
"Shit! It's the gunship! We've got to get out of here! Listen, there's a bunch of people to the north of here but I don't know if they are on our side or not, and it's a clear alley heading towards them! If they are technocrats and we run out there, they'll plug us for sure! I would appreciate any ideas right about now!" Anna yelled over the sound of the gunship firing."Well, I have two. Either we run out that way where I got shot-I'm betting they've shifted aiming on that part thanks to psychology- and duck away from where the Gunship is at."
*Cough* Cedric is the guy's son. The leader's name is... *notes riffle* Boris. Tyrin may know this since the Technocrat Manipulator said it in her introduction."Shit! It's the gunship! We've got to get out of here! Listen, there's a bunch of people to the north of here but I don't know if they are on our side or not, and it's a clear alley heading towards them! If they are technocrats and we run out there, they'll plug us for sure! I would appreciate any ideas right about now!" Anna yelled over the sound of the gunship firing."Well, I have two. Either we run out that way where I got shot-I'm betting they've shifted aiming on that part thanks to psychology- and duck away from where the Gunship is at."
Tyrin pointed at the point where the gunship was facing--the house was to be used as cover.
"Or we could take our chances with the four you're sensing. Though it would help if we could make a better distraction. I'm pretty optimistic either way."
He looked at his wounds, and then looked at Ced. Trying to convince him (with what he learned, along with any innate skills) to join up. "It may be bleak, but you're still standing. We can all get out of here safe, but only if we work together. You're a sign of hope for the others.
"We should all go one way or the other, and I'm taking my chances with the four in that direction."
Anna, I'm going north.
*Cough* Cedric is the guy's son. The leader's name is... *notes riffle* Boris. Tyrin may know this since the Technocrat Manipulator said it in her introduction.((*cough* I said Boris :P))
Ah, okay. Thanks for the clarification.Damien walks up to the troops at the destroyer and demands a status report.
Just to clarify here, a Technocrat destroyer is a sub-class of heavy infantry (Big guns). Also added a key to the map, which is something I probably should have done earlier.
"Right. Move up to that corner and I'll try to cover you from the gunship. Just give me a moment first to catch my breath."
Have everyone wait for a minute in cover while I rest for a little. Then, try an Override on the pilot of the gunship to jerk his hands to the left and forward, while I lay covering fire on the ship with my rifle, trying to hit the engines.
"Tyrin, I'm not that kind of person. Of course I'm going with you, but someone needs to try to drive that ship away and you're all too hurt to aim well. Hence, me covering the lot of you while we all move. If anything, I'll be trying to draw fire away from the rest of you.""Let's hope gravity doesn't decide to kill us. Here's to hoping it hits the rotors and the pilot. Make a big flash of light while you're at it. I don't think your output of lead and fire would contend."
Itsss baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaackkkkkkkkkkkk! ermegurd. Spoiler warning, this is a bump.
Waitlist. I may have a char sheet SoonTM
Been trying them out for that whole loincloth thing, D? :P Seriously though, good luck with that. I would post in that thread but I have no real advice to offer. >.>;
That was a joke, cause of knowing the sizes and all... yeah... I'll shut up. .__.;
Poe's Law
Poe's Law everywhere
This is where she's going to die.
"Bang! HNGH! thud."
Bubble shields flare into brief, bright existence...
rip jamesQuote"Bang! HNGH! thud."
"Well, I have two. Either we run out that way where I got shot-I'm betting they've shifted aiming on that part thanks to psychology- and duck away from where the Gunship is at."
Tyrin pointed at the point where the gunship was facing--the house was to be used as cover.
"Or we could take our chances with the four you're sensing. Though it would help if we could make a better distraction. I'm pretty optimistic either way."
He looked at his wounds, and then looked at Boris. Trying to convince him (with what he learned, along with any innate skills) to join up. "It may be bleak, but you're still standing. We can all get out of here safe, but only if we work together. You're a sign of hope for the others.
"We should all go one way or the other, and I'm taking my chances with the four in that direction."
Anna, I'm going north.
Try my passive empathetics?
Have everyone wait for me to take a few deep breaths to collect and focus myself before they move. Then, try an Override on the pilot of the gunship to jerk his hands to the left and forward, while I lay covering fire on the ship with my rifle, trying to hit the engines or the pilot.
"Yeah, I don't blame you, but this is the only way we're gonna work things out peacefully. I mean, I trust the dude, but I guess you gotta meet him to see for yourself. Ready to go?"
If so, Dom calls the elevator and gets in, telling Alonso and Basilio to stay on this floor as a show of good faith.
Go with dom, but keep a hand on a weapon
James' thoughts slowly and exruciatingly wrenched into something more coherent, more understandable. He could work with this. ...But Nathaniel's ejection made things five times more difficult, not to mention the maintenance panel jammed inside Tarran's leg. James muttered a curse. He couldn't get Tarran into the drop suit with this thing in his leg, but if he didn't Tarran would die anyway. He groaned. He had one thing to try. And if not, he'd merely have to try and hope for the best. His clumsy hands couldn't do much, he knew, but... maybe his mind could. He'd have to hope for luck...
James attempts to use psionic blade to cut the maintenance panel where it juts out of Tarran's flesh. Then he attempts to put the drop suit on Tarran, having to take out the panel if he couldn't cut it. And above all, he gets the two of them the hell out of the ship.
There was something James was missing, something he didn't know how to do. Somehow, this plan seemed flawed... But his head hurt, and he didn't have time for standing around.
Alrighty then. Drop complete. Now, there were supposedly some Unchained here. Hopefully, the gunship wouldn't blow them into oblivion just yet. Even if there was just one, that one would know where the main base was. In his mind, Damien made a list. Step one: Find rebels. Step two: Earn trust. Three: Find the base. Four: Bring down the thunder. Perhaps those troops over there knew what was going on.
"Soldier! Report!"
Damien walks up to the troops at the destroyer and demands a status report.
"I brought her here to parley. Wouldn't it be useful to ally with her organization?" Dom asked, deciding to start out with 'reasonable'.
"I don't know. and yes there is basically nothing you can do to convince me to ally, but if you allow me to limit your access to our network, I will advocate letting you be."
Damien watches with a sort of detached interest as the gunship experiences a sudden and quite unplanned mid-air collision.
"Well now. That makes things interesting. I like interesting." He turns to the soldiers again. "Right. Hold your fire. I'm going in. They have a very skilled psionic there."
Go into the building in as non-threatening manner as I can.
"No, I didn't see either of her buddies," Dom said. "Why? Do you know something I don't, boss?"
Well then, approach the rubble cautiously. With my gun out. Ready to pew-pew. And by 'gun', I mean anything that isn't my sniper.Damien watches with a sort of detached interest as the gunship experiences a sudden and quite unplanned mid-air collision.
"Well now. That makes things interesting. I like interesting." He turns to the soldiers again. "Right. Hold your fire. I'm going in. They have a very skilled psionic there."
Go into the building in as non-threatening manner as I can.
((You're a decent distance away from the building, the building is mostly rubble at this point, and you're one of the VERY few people who just happens to have a line of sight NW. It's pretty smoky right now, but he might see something.))
"No, I didn't see either of her buddies," Dom said. "Why? Do you know something I don't, boss?"
Cue ensuing dramatics. Hobble to safety! Provide suppressive fire with my Broadbeam--that is, take a precise shot at one of the enemy troopers clearly in sight (from the map). If not, go to suppressive fire.
((Knew it, guessed by the ammo but I was..curious xDQuote from: TiruinCue ensuing dramatics. Hobble to safety! Provide suppressive fire with my Broadbeam--that is, take a precise shot at one of the enemy troopers clearly in sight (from the map). If not, go to suppressive fire.
ALR Broadbeams require aiming before they do decent damage. You sure about this?))
Dom had moved slightly, her body tense, and positioned herself a few feet behind and slightly to the side of Ashley. "OK, four things, boss. One, what business? Two, you want to throw me to the wolves here? If I go with them they can get that third guy back on his feet and then it's three on one, and we both already know we can't trust these guys. Three, I still don't think they'll leave this place alone. Not without some kind of collateral to ensure they won't blow it sky-high once they're clear of the blast zone. And four, you and I have a deal too, remember? I don't like getting my chain jerked around and I'm already not in a good mood. Don't make me believe that I can't trust anyone but myself here."
"You... what?" Dom blinked, the simple sentence deflating her tension and mixed emotions like a needle to a balloon. He found him? Already? That's... that's... A feeling of relief washed over her... quickly followed by cold dread. If he was found, then that meant the Technocracy definitely had brought him here - and might still have him. And that meant he might be in a VERY bad situation. ...I'm coming for you. Nothing's going to stop me now. "Right. Right. Yeah, I'll get Alonso and Basilio to come with me or something. That'll be fine. What ship are we taking?"
"Alright I accept, I would like to check out these survivors on the way out though, if what you say checks out, I WILL actually recommend an alliance between the Motherless Sons and you. You wanted me dead there was no reason for you to set up such an elaborate fake, which is why I want to talk to them, rather than just trust the video mind; video is enough for what you are asking however"
Harry, I have found some, uh, evidence that throws doubt into the Voice still being here, I need to check it out, but if it clears we may have an ally against that bastard.
(Sizier still crushing on Dom? :P)
Dom quirked an eyebrow. "Yeah, sure. We'll do that while Ash is rounding up Harry. What about, though?" she asked.
"Alright I accept, I would like to check out these survivors on the way out though, if what you say checks out, I WILL actually recommend an alliance between the Motherless Sons and you. You wanted me dead there was no reason for you to set up such an elaborate fake, which is why I want to talk to them, rather than just trust the video mind; video is enough for what you are asking however"
Harry, I have found some, uh, evidence that throws doubt into the Voice still being here, I need to check it out, but if it clears we may have an ally against that bastard.
Dom quirked an eyebrow. "Yeah, sure. We'll do that while Ash is rounding up Harry. What about, though?" she asked.
James uses a slam on the ceiling, in an attempt to knock it loose a bit or to knock a small hole in it, for light to find Tarran and to see what that liquid is.
Cue ensuing dramatics. Hobble to safety! Provide suppressive fire with my Broadbeam--that is, take a precise shot at one of the enemy troopers clearly in sight (from the map). If not, go to suppressive fire. ((GM Note: Later changed to aimed shot))
Head in the direction that Tyrin went as quickly as I can manage, staying in as much cover as possible. Keep an eye out for him and regroup.
Well then, approach the rubble cautiously. With my gun out. Ready to pew-pew.
((Wow, them ROLLS))
((Ok just waiting for the DOm-Tarric talk to be over then))
((Ok just waiting for the DOm-Tarric talk to be over then))
((Actually there was a slight copy-pasta error that I fixed. You're still probably going to end up doing what you just said, but you actually have a turn now.))
(Disregard, 504 errors)((Those Bastards.))
Dom sat on the edge of the desk, her stomach a ball of ice in her abdomen. "You're certain it was him and not someone else with the same name? He's... blond hair, blue eyes, kind of tall, about twenty three..." She trailed off, not sure whether to change her mind and hope that that WASN'T him. To come this far and so much, only for him to have died before she'd ever even had a chance...
Dom started crying, hiding her eyes in her hands. There didn't seem to be much choice.
"...Yeah. We'd been trying for awhile, before the Technocrats took him. Just... thought it was one of those things that took time or something." Dom had lowered her head, holding it between her hands and resting her elbows on her knees as she spoke. She smiled weakly to herself, as if finally getting the joke. "...Guess all I was ever good for was destroying shit. Sure as fuck can't create anything. Just as well. Look at me, all this scar tissue, crooked nose and shit. I'm hardly mother material, right? What woman could raise her kids and tell them to stay in school and make something of themselves when she's a fucking rageaholic wreck who flunked and never amounted to anything?"
She snorted at herself. "Like it's possible to raise kids in this fucking shithole of a planet anyway. Fucking killer ants and who knows what other kind of animals and shit, Unchained and Technocracy having it out, and then there's the AIs all fighting each other. No place for anyone but assholes trying to kill each other off." Dom rubbed her temples.
She sighed and sat up straight, eyes closed. "Two things, boss. One, how much booze do we have here, and two, do you have any way to disguise me? I'm going to save Jeff, but maybe it would be better if he didn't know it was me. At least, not at first. Not until I have time to figure all this shit out and get my head straight. I... I don't want him to see me like this, and I don't think I'm up to pretending that nothing's wrong and I haven't changed some. Christ. I mean, the first month after he disappeared I thought maybe the people in charge had made a mistake and he'd be brought back. Then I started to think I'd never see him again, and then when we got sent here I started to hope maybe he was here too... and now that I know he could be, I don't know if I want him to see me."
"I'm such a fucking mess right now. Maybe you got the right of it. Everything must be pretty damn simple if you don't care about anyone or anything." There was a moment of silence. "...Sorry, boss. That was uncalled for. You're probably the only damn person I can trust."
Wow... That's some tasty RP right there.
Meanwhile, back in hell...
"...I gotta know for myself what happened, one way or the other. But I'll come back. I promised Smith I was going to look after you, and I already fucked that up once." She gestured at his eyepatch as she stood, then hugged him. "I'll be there the next time you need me. No more fuck-ups. I promise."
"Ah, it's good to see a friendly face right about now. How are you holding up Sir? We've just been saved by an act of god after getting hammered by that gunship but other than that, we've been separated from the rest of the battle. How are the others?"
"Gunship down. Enemy troops, unknown." Tyrin managed to say, trying to keep consciousness as dizziness and wooziness struck his head. He guessed it was due to bloodloss.
If he lived, he'd really be hitting the water distillery soon.
"I-I've no idea if they jumped from the gunship. But there are more. There was a marksman out there-I've got my sights on him, hopefully.B-but it might give away our position.
"Permission to fire, sir?" he said at the Marshall.
"Kid, I don't know if you noticed this, but you have a goddamn bleeding hole in your stomach. You're going to need to put the gun down so the medic can get you patched. I don't give a damn if you shoot or not, we're gonna have a fight on our hands anyway, but you need to get a stitch as soon as possible.""Injury of occupation, sir." Tyrin said before performing the basic duty of his job.
(Not voting, but guessing:
Kinetics:
Voidcracker
Razor Bloom
Disintegrate
Empathetics:
False Life
Split Personality
Energy Drain
Am I right on any count? :3)
(What about the kinetic guesses I quickedited into my post? :P)
((Hey Draigean, could I change my skills around? I mean, I'm not actively in the game, and looking at some of these new psionics is making me drool a bit. Oh man the possibilities. THE ENDLESS POSSIBILITIES. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!))
Spoiler: Personel file: Ntzom Migrurkeshin, Red Maintenance. (click to show/hide)
(I'm afraid I don't quite understand. Do I just buy my powers over again? Or do I have access to all of them, but can only use however many is equivalent to my amount of points, like being able to use a 12-point Active Kinetics whenever I want because that's my total?)
4 Control+8 AK=12
((Hrmm. It seems that you start with two ability points in each skill, and any points you put into that skill afterward add one ability point? Did I get that right?))
((Ah. And how is effective skill determined? Will/number or is it every three points = one effective skill?))
for every 3 points in a stat you gain a 1 in 6 chance to get a +1 performing a related ability.
(Ah, OK. So I just buy whatever I like from the advanced stuff with these points. Gotcha.)
((So do we just post what we are buying with our new handy dandy points in the thread or do we pm you what we want or something? I'm looking forward to this by the way, but I'm somewhat torn by what I should get...))
(I'm thinking Enhanced Strength, Sticky, Neural Feedback, Mark, Iron Mind, Emotion Sense, Psychic Chain, Enhanced Speed, and Empower. Unless there might be moar powers in the (near) future, then I'll think about some of these choices. >.> Also, can I just evolve something now, since you mentioned both James and Dom having an evolution banked? And if so, do I get it free, or do I have to pay for it too? If the latter, then I'll spend nothing until I can figure out which power I want to evolve.)Spoiler: Logistics (click to show/hide)
Ohoho, 8 PK actually allows me a lot of what I want...
I will take: Instinctive Shield ( 3 PK, Leaving: 3 AK, 5 PK, 3 AE, and 3 PE, 3 Control), Enhanced Strength (3 PK, Leaving: 3 AK, 2 PK, 3 AE, and 3 PE, 3 Control), Kinetic Dynamo (2 PK, and 1 Control, Leaving: 3 AK, 3 AE, 3 PE, 2 Control), Psychic Armor (2 AK, 2 Control, Leaving: 3 AE, 3 PE, 1 AK), Echo [DOES THIS NOT FIT FLUFFWISE] (2 PE, Leaving: 3 AE, 1 PE, 1 AK), Mark (1 PE, 1 AE, Leaving: 2 AE, 1 AK, and these will be left as extra.) I would also like a pure kinetic evolution of blade.
Total: Instinctive Shield, Enhanced Strength, Kinetic Dynamo, Psychic Armor, Echo, Mark, and a pure kinetic evolution of blade.
Total points left over: All spend except for 2 AE and 1 AK.
((Ah. That makes sense, and I figured that was how you did it, but thanks for clearing that up. Now to see what I can buy! Wheeeeee!
Edit:Swapped a point from STR to WILL, which should give me: 5 control, 2 PK, 3 AK, 2 PE, and 2 AE. As always whenever I do maths for RPGs it's past midnight here. That look good to everyone?))Spoiler: Personel file: Ntzom Migrurkeshin, Red Maintenance. (click to show/hide)
(Oh, you mean adding tags? Sorry if I overstepped my bounds. ^^^; I just wanted a quick way to see all the characters and that's how I have it on my own wiki.)
Dom nodded, crossing her heart with her left hand. "I promise. Me and you, we'll make this work - whatever it turns out to be. I'll see you in the hangar, Taric." She left the room and addressed Emily. "Emily, where's the armory? And do you know if there's any heavy armor in it? The kind that, when you wear it, you just look like a generic tin can or something, if you catch my meaning?"
Dom asks Emily the above, and if Emily answers in the affirmative then she goes and switches out her armor for it. If not - or afterward - she'll head to the hangar and look at the available craft.
Alright... before James focused on getting Tarran out, he needed to figure out where "out" was. And as such, leaving Tarran alone for a moment, James slipped through the crack and tried to figure out what was going on. And why did his chest itch?
Fire that Broadbeam. THEN drop it or lay it down to a place where I can easily draw it.
Stick with the Marshal. Get updated on the situation.
Damien raises a hand to the com-link built into his helmet. "Negative. I got this. Keep your eyes peeled, and for the love of the gods, please make sure that your safeties are off. Not calling you incompetent, but this one time..." Damien trails off and goes prone. Something about this doesn't add up. "Stay frosty, guys. I don't like this. It's quiet. Too quiet."
((What does upgrading the inplants I have do? because there is also no info on them, and the arc+planerian no longer auto-stabilizes me :( ))
((Woah, a captain in the unchained? I'm going places it seems. Also, I'm starting to really like the marshal. He knows where it's at.))
Trying this, James goes across the roof of the ship and creates three shrikes, difficulty modifier -1, shaped like crescent shaped, flat blades.
(Something else, though: a forged ID isn't exactly going to hide Dom's identity from anyone who knows her. :P She still has the same scars and such as ever.)
Dom blinked. "Holy shit, you can talk?" She rubbed the back of her neck. "Uh, I might... but I ain't exactly in a completely trusting mood right now. Tell me why you look and act completely differently from the other Immortals, and what you want me to do with that thing, and then I'll decide."
((Woah, a captain in the unchained? I'm going places it seems. Also, I'm starting to really like the marshal. He knows where it's at.))((You were the darn bloody face of this operation, sir. :I
((Ahh, I see. So I'm like something of a sergeant or something pretty low down in the command chain. I was kinda expecting that since I'm a face of the unchained that I would have a bit of a rank but I was thinking that Captain is a bit high up for a new player to start as, but this makes sense now, thanks.))
"So... Taric made you guys?" Dom asked, confused. "And I still don't know what's going to happen if I touch it. I mean, I've seen enough fucked up shit here between that weird shit that got on us, the ants, and those yellow leeches those people in New Hensfield were wearing like they were going out of style or something." She looked at the blue chitin with an unsure expression. Would it really harm her? That was the thing now, wasn't it? She had told Sizier earlier he was probably the only person she could trust, but could she really? Out here, in the depths of space and away from civilization, the only person she could truly trust was herself. Right?
...Fuck it. I go down that road, I'm going to be walking it by myself. I'd rather trust and be betrayed than be alone again. She sighed and took the chitin. "...Sorry. I appreciate the thought." She checked on the armor, and put it back on since it looked ready. "So... you know about this thing?" she asked the Immortal, jerking a thumb at the repair baths.
"I say we take cover first sir. We're pretty open here, and they've a marksman in their team-someone who I'm sure did in this wound here. We need physical and probably mental cover barring any other..erm, telepaths around.
"Also I got the impression that the hit would've either announced our position in the smoke, or announced the confirmation of still-present-hostiles--I didn't see the man go down, but I assume he just shrugged it off or...They're either going to be cautious, or they'll just issue a wipe-out order."
(I notice my carried weight insinuates I'm still wearing the armor (assuming it weighs 100 pounds, because my math adds up to 66 pounds being carried at the moment). So can I assume Dom put it back on once it was finished being repaired?)
Just wondering, is Trol still alive?
It is on the thread, shortly before ashley almost landed on you guys((..Ashley? Link please :D
Don't have a link sorry, I just know because Ashley is my character and that's where I got into the game
edit: Here (http://www.bay12forums.com/smf/index.php?topic=76875.msg2292018;topicseen#msg2292018)
additionally still having a hard time thinking of an upgrade that i snot just make it do what it does better. The closest thing I have is having the duelist blades vibrate at harmonic frequencies
[I like Damien :P][Why, thank you :P]
"Right, later?" Dom said, unsure. That entire encounter had been... bizarre. She examined the chitin in greater detail before putting it away in a pocket, wondering what use it would be to her besides a novelty.
James grimaced, as he heard the gunfire and the kinetics. How the hell did he manage to land in the middle of a battle?
Nevertheless, he had work to do. James started to raise his hand to do... something to protect himself, though his increasing fatigue certainly didn't help. Unsure what to do, James had an idea! He'd been using blades at distance quite a lot, really... but what if he could truly use them at long distance? Maybe, he decided he could make a blade he could throw. Trying this, James goes across the roof of the ship and creates three shrikes, difficulty modifier -1, shaped like crescent shaped, flat blades.
Tyrin lowered his gun as the medic took charge-not one to make his work any harder.
He suggested to the Marshal: "I say we take cover first sir. We're pretty open here, and they've a marksman in their team-someone who I'm sure did in this wound here. We need physical and probably mental cover barring any other..erm, telepaths around.
"Also I got the impression that the hit would've either announced our position in the smoke, or announced the confirmation of still-present-hostiles--I didn't see the man go down, but I assume he just shrugged it off or...They're either going to be cautious, or they'll just issue a wipe-out order."
Take cover by the corner of the building and rest, then put a mindbar over myself and Tyrin. Ask a trooper for a spare clip for my rifle if they can spare it and watch the smoke for technocrats.
Dom took the make-up box and looked at it distrustfully. "I guess if you have something to write on and a pen, I can spend some time practicing this name." She had no idea how the spelling translated to the pronunciation, but whatever. She'd have time to figure it out, hopefully. "...What's a Harlequin, anyway? Am I going to be expected to tell jokes or something?"
"Shit. Uh, what's some basic things I should know, just in case I get quizzed or something?" Dom asked, rubbing the back of her neck.
((Okay, turn may be delayed. I've got an exam Friday, a program due Wednesday, a nonfiction article due Wednesday, a report due on aromatic musks Thursday, more misc. homework than I can shake a stick at, and I'm supposed to be going to my parents this weekend so I can do the birthday thing.[sorry about the delay :<
Do not expect miracles. Or anything. I just wanted to let you guys know that I hadn't forgotten you.))
Throw all three shrikes at it at -1 difficulty, and get closer to it, jumping off of the ship onto it if possible.
"This better not come back to bite us in the ass, it's fortunate for you that I actually like Dominique" Ashley looks over at Harry "Yeah., I'm not too happy with the SOB right now, but if he can come though and actually help us against the voice ... plus it means we don't hurt any more innocents that just happen to be working for the other guy"
"Right. Just be irritable, easy to piss off, and quick to break teeth. I think I can manage that." Dom nodded and inspected the make-up kit to see what Taric meant by 'settings'.
Hit the sniper with a level 4 surge at -1 difficulty, then lay suppressing fire on the troopers with the light rifle.
Tyrin thanked the medic, asking him to leave any medical supplies with him and to tend to the others as given the situation, they needed every hand possible to hold a gun. He would tend to his own wounds.
Seeing no enemy, Tyrin decides to tend to his own wounds, glancing around the landscape for any area they could take cover if the worst happened, or if any other person is nearby.
"We'll go there second and drop these guys off first. Where are you two headed?" Dom asked Ashley.
(I looked back and Taric never actually told Dom the name of the research station she was going to, he just said he was sending her to it. >.>)
(...Well, it kind of seemed like a basic thing Taric would tell her without being asked... -___-)
"Teras Research Station is where Jeffrey Wakeman is, right?" Dom asked Emily.
(No, I could. See, if Tarran shot Dom in the back, that would be by accident, unlike everyone else. :P)
run up as close to I can to this guy and shotgun him
Dom sighed. Apparently neither Ashley nor Emily felt like answering her.
((Have your character ask your question aloud and a crappy false AI will let you know))
((sorry for absence, whats going on?))
"Right, thanks. Can you give me the file?" Dom asked. If Ashley wanted to ask anything, she could do so afterward. As for the rest, nothing she could do about it, although she did wonder why Taric would give her the shuttle that he took the auxiliary life support system from. That would make it a lot harder to guarantee she'd make it back if anything weird happened.
((yaaaaaaaay
also, I have no armour piercers, this is a case of my luck backfiring as usual isn't it))
((Oh. Well... this'll get fun.
Although I somehow doubt the Iris is an armor piercer. Maybe.))
((Wolf, I'm going to auto you if you don't post soon. If you can post 13 times in Rise of the Magic girls, you damn well have the time to post once here.))((Out of context, this is amusing. xP))
((sorry, and thank you for PMing me))
Try to warn Iscariot of possible incoming empathetic attack; run up as close to I can to this guy and shotgun him. If I am not able to, perform a slam on the ground under him with the goal of shifting the ground enough to knock him over.
"Yes sir, but I sure hope you know where we're pulling back to!" Anna replied back to the marshal before turning to look at Tyrin. "Tyrin, get ready to haul ass. When they go, we go with them. Stay close, ok?"
Pull back fully behind cover and rest. Prepare to run with the Marshal when he moves.
Shields up and running, and enemy fire able to graze the trench. I wonder who else is out there given the firefight ensuing right in front of me.
Tyrin mused on the notion of Technocrat forces flanking them. Nobody would try their back--or..as far as his intuition went, or would try the far end of the fence. The rubble would serve as good cover, he thought, relating to his experiences as a dealer in times gone past on how...security raids were planned out.
Try to move to the left of the ruined building and check for anyone on that side.
Input the co-ordinates to the station
She decided to go ahead with the whole make-up kit thing since nothing else was going on.
Turn Addendum: "Emily, do you have any more dossiers on the... test subjects at Teras Station, and can you recommend a few that might be suitable for transferring out?"
Dom stared at herself for a few more moments, wondering if she should try practicing an accent. Or trying to sound authoritative. Perhaps the latter. Yes. She could practice on the VI. "Emily, how long until we get to Teras?" she asked, trying to do her best to sound like someone who didn't take shit from anybody... which, come to think of it, wasn't that different from her almost two years ago.
(Would you prefer IS? I just used VI because it was made clear Emily wasn't an AI, and even though I despise Mass Effect these days I'm still used to using VI as a term for something that's less than an AI... >.>; )
Dom raised an eyebrow. "...So... what are we going to do about it? I mean if she wants, she can come with me to Teras Station. I'm going to have to figure out something to do with most of the people I rescue... assuming I get any out alive... and she could keep 'em or something."
((Cool beans. Got a question about it though: Does it handle psionic powers and abilities? True, that may not be required for it's primary purpose, namely doing all the math stuff for firing guns, but I'm curious to see if it does handle them.))
In the middle of combat, James didn't have a lot of time to think. But close range came pretty naturally to him, and the Irin had obliterated the thing's armor, so...
James fires his shotgun at the Wight and if he has time punches it with his punch-gun hand.
In the middle of combat, James didn't have a lot of time to think. But close range came pretty naturally to him, and the Irin had obliterated the thing's armor, so...
James fires his shotgun at the Wight and if he has time punches it with his punch-gun hand.
Just the shotty then.
Also, dat double response.
anounce presence
((Huh. Apparently PM's are more effective than staring silently at people. Who knew?((I had the reply tab open for a long time but then failure to send + 504/non-send happened :<
Wolf, your choice has been noted I also find your action very strange.))
((Zako, Tiruin, Frost, you have any objections to me condensing a few turns together in your next round? It will take more than one mobility roll to get the bad guys up there, and I don't want a bunch of pointless slowdown turns.))Nah, I don't mind.
Go for it. We're only gonna wait until they are in position anyway. :P((What team leader said! :D
((I think I ment something different with announce presence, but now I can't remember what))
Good point. All thanks to Draignean's efforts I assume.
Edit: nayme spelled wrnog
Let Emily know that Ashley will consider whether she needs to kidnap some prisoners and will let Dom or the IS know at a later time.
Also, ask Emily if Teras station contains a communications array comparable to the one that Ashley and company recently destroyed.
Dom eyed the open bar. She would dearly love more than a few shots right now to steady her nerves, but showing up with even a bit of alcohol on her breath probably wouldn't help her cover any. And being drunk probably wouldn't do her any favors either. She sighed and leaned back. "Emily, mind giving me some of the files of the other 'patients' at Teras station, so I can get an idea of what I'll be working with here?"
If Emily acquiesces, Dom spends the turn looking at those files.
In the middle of combat, James didn't have a lot of time to think. But close range came pretty naturally to him, and the Irin had obliterated the thing's armor, so...
James fires his shotgun at the Wight and if he has time punches it with his punch-gun hand.
Support Tyrin and follow the Marshal's plan. Link up with the others and Tyrin if he agrees. Once successfully linked up, use our willpower to set a mindbar covering everyone who is in the link if we aren't already suitably protected by the link.
If we are attacked, use control on the Destroyer and have it fire on his own team to drive them into our trap! Follow up with a level 4 surge on that sharpshooter and see if an override can make one of those troopers turn their head hard and sharp enough to snap their own neck. If we are attacked with psionics, lash out with a Neural Feedback +5 to show them we mean business.
Invisibility? That's a good plan, either way. Argh..cursed heat weapons.
Thank you Anna.
Follow the Marshal's plan and aim to disable/weaken than kill. Only fire when the others retaliate. Do a quick patch-up on either myself or any allies--whoever has the lowest 'hp' or seems to be in need of it more.
Yay turn!
What do you think post-experimentation prisoners are good for? Meatshields of course! Sounds like they would be useful in fighting off whatever the hot labs contained at least.
Waitlist me please. FYI, I'm fairly reliable when it comes to posting each and every day.Spoiler (click to show/hide)
((My problem is that I have lost context but still want to play, for instance I thought we were still on that shuttle))
grab the array ((hope that's what I am supposed to be doing))
[It's Tyrin, not Tiruin. I'm not my character despite some character traits we both share. ;P]
[It's Tyrin, not Tiruin. I'm not my character despite some character traits we both share. ;P]
((Gah! My fingers try to type reason as raisin half the time, you expect me to keep two names that differ by one syllable separate?! You give too much credit to my beleaguered brain.
Sorry, the name confusion is something I do. It will probably happen again.
Well, that's everyone. I have a busy day tomorrow, so I'll probably work on the turn tonight as a way to procrastinate, then study at the eleventh hour.
Wolf, SC. As it stands I'm just going to click you both forwards a couple hours in time. So if there's anything you want your characters to work on during that time, just append it to your turns.))
James grit his teeth. This thing was just too fast, and trying to hit it when it was doing this charging thing would be downright hellish to attempt. On the other hand, with a clever use of psionics, maybe James could stop said charging thing. Taking a page from his reckless side, James decided to draw back a small bit, not enough to deny it its new variety of attack (he intended to use THAT against it). Then, when it charged at him, he would put his plan into effect.
Draw back a bit towards short range. When the Wight charges at me, send a slam centered on the Wight's feet (so that it goes 3 feet up and 5 feet in either direction) at the thing, with 7 kN of force.
Check ship systems and flight path
"Thanks, Emily. I guess I'll figure it out when we get there. Go ahead and set a course for the place, I'm as ready as I'll ever be. I think." Dom sighed.
Take a counter-sniper role.
Aim at the sharpshooter and steady for a sure hit with my Broadbeam.
Get into a stable position, preferably prone if possible.
Make the Destroyer club the technocrat next to him with the butt of his gun while he turns around so he can then open fire on his teammates.
Start with a -2 Neural Feedback (15 stamina) on Damien and put some effort into making that one stick. Then follow up with a level 4 Surge at -1 difficulty on the sniper. Finish up with an Override on the sharpshooter to force him to bite down as hard as he can on his own tongue.
"...Fuck. I didn't actually think to ask Taric for authorization codes," Dom muttered to herself. That was just like her, to forget such a simple yet very important detail like that. "Emily, Ashley, either of you know any authorization codes to transmit? Especially for someone of Harlequin rank?" If they didn't, Dom would have to bluff her way past.
((Ladies and Gentlemen... THE POWER OF EMPATHETICS!!! Wow... I really gotta get myself mindfire later on...))
"Wait, wait, wait! I'm on your side, see?" Damien shoots the fleeing Technocrat in the back with his Abassy.((Ahh the benefits of not having any real insignia on yourself but a chain of intangible command. Best idea I've seen yet. xD))
"Oh, right. Thanks, Emily. You're a good one," Dom said warmly, before looking at her ID and reading the code. Once she knew it, she approached the coms and activated them. "Teras Station, this is Harlequin Aoibheann, ID {15 character code}. Report your situation immediately," Dom said, in her most 'I'm ready to kill someone' tone.
Cool. What did you write it in?
The lower example there would be in line with James' luck, yes.
James frowned, heavily. He didn't have much choice but to try and kill the guy, did he...? Well, he could try otherwise, maybe with a hit to the legs.
Punch the wight, Simone's Song included, in the legs.
"This is for Jenna and everyone else you cheesy, technocrat b-"
Loose that shot on that sharpshooter.
'Got you, you little bastard. Let's see how you like a taste of that!' the collective Anna thought to themselves in satisfaction, before doing the sensible thing in the situation.
"Enemy psionic in the rear!" The linked psionics reported simultaneously to the Marshal before focusing back on the immediate challenge. It was time to mop these guys up, without ideally having to go into exhaustion, which meant that it was time to get nasty...
The Destroyer will throw aside his main weapon, quickly take off his helmet and commit suicide with his blade.
Wait for the neural feedback to weaken Damien further before hitting him with Shatter Mind! While waiting, use an Override on the fleeing sniper to make him misstep and fall flat on his face. Then use a level 4 Surge (no mod) on the trooper.
Dom nodded before realizing the man couldn't see her over the radio. "Noted. I'm docking now. We'll speak again in person." Dom deactivated the com system and addressed Emily next. "Emily, take us in to 3B, please." Now all that was left was waiting to move out...
Ashley sighs in relief good they bought it
"although walking into the situation that seems to exist there is going to make this harder"
Prepare to dock
[From what I remember, it's a 'only if needed' slot. So if people are in a bad position, someone will get picked and sent to bail them out. He should probably add that clause by the empty slot really.]
(( | Quote [Marksman 20+1] | :D Yay!)) |
((Ouch! Shatter Mind is NASTY. That just put Damien's psionics out of the fight in one go, right through his mindbar. Daaaaaamnnnn...[I'll be honest, I'm not really even sure what I have. I think I have some in both passives, but I'm not sure :P]
Also, dat roll. :o))
"The heavy is loose! Finish him quickly! Tyrin, if you're going to do something special, NOW is the time!" The collective Anna shouted as they prepared one final barrage of attacks. Hopefully this would be the last needed, as they were reaching their limits.
Use Control on the Destroyer and force him to drop his weapon, followed up by Energy Draining some of the surrounding fires with -4 for brakes and unleashing the stored power into a Surge on the Destroyer, no matter if he's under control or not. If I cannot get at least level 3 with the stored energy, supply enough to make up for the cost from my own personal stamina.
"Your thoughts?" she asked, checking her shotgun over to make sure it was combat ready. Just in case.
It's a long shot but I have to try something
Pretend I belong, act like I have nothing to hide, stroll down the halls etc.
Ow, ow, OW! That blade had gone right between his ribs, and it hurt like Hell. Somehow, the thing had got up even after he crunched its leg, but he still needed to get it to stop moving. James furiously racked his brain, given that this was a true life-or-death situation. Thankfully, an idea came to his head! After all, the thing had tried to immobilize him earlier, with the web grenades.
He maybe could just kinda... psionically... reach out, if that was the right term. And then he could take those web grenades that it still had and use them on the synthetic itself!
Use telekinesis to activate all of the grenades the Wight has, while they're on its belt. Then, run to a good distance to avoid getting caught in anything.
"The heavy is loose! Finish him quickly! Tyrin, if you're going to do something special, NOW is the time!" The collective Anna shouted as they prepared one final barrage of attacks. Hopefully this would be the last needed, as they were reaching their limits.
Use Control on the Destroyer and force him to drop his weapon, followed up by Energy Draining some of the surrounding fires with -4 for brakes and unleashing the stored power into a Surge on the Destroyer, no matter if he's under control or not. If I cannot get at least level 3 with the stored energy, supply enough to make up for the cost from my own personal stamina.
"Got it, Anna!" Tyrin replied as his thoughts comprehended her words--whether aural or not--and shifted his grip, adjusting the Broadbeam onto the Destroyer. "Wigs, down!"
Fire at the Destroyer--cautiously targeting the area away from Wigs, preferring a near miss instead of a sure hit that may cause collateral damage.
((Did you remember to do the Mind Shatter stuff for Damien?))
After managing to keep focus from the surprise of the poor energy drain, the collective replied to Tyrin.
"He's a technocrat Tyrin. That should be obvious. He's mentally disabled for now though, so he should be relatively harmless once we disarm him."
The collective crouches down and rests, keeping a close eye on the remains of the battle.
The Destroyer stays still so the others can shoot him easier and commits suicide after taking off his helmet.
Alright, first shot hit. Now to replicate the proceedings.
Fire once more at the destroyer. Stabilize the shot and focus the beam power to pierce instead of a broad shot.
"Didn't see you earlier," Tyrin said to Damien, "Where'd you come from?"
((Taric as in Taricus Huh, no wonder i couldn't find the weapon in the armory section.Alright, first shot hit. Now to replicate the proceedings.Fire once more at the destroyer.Stabilize the shot and focus the beam power to pierce instead of a broad shot.
"Didn't see you earlier," Tyrin said to Damien, "Where'd you come from?"
((The ALR Broadbeam as designed by Taric focuses after aiming. You can try to adjust the focus manually with a mechanics throw, but you may break it on a low roll.))
((Taric as in Taricus Huh, no wonder i couldn't find the weapon in the armory section.Alright, first shot hit. Now to replicate the proceedings.Fire once more at the destroyer.Stabilize the shot and focus the beam power to pierce instead of a broad shot.
"Didn't see you earlier," Tyrin said to Damien, "Where'd you come from?"
((The ALR Broadbeam as designed by Taric focuses after aiming. You can try to adjust the focus manually with a mechanics throw, but you may break it on a low roll.))
I will be asking him, and yes-change my action to AIM instead. If the person is downed, roll to successfully switch aim to the other enemy [not Damien as I am unsure about him. ;D ]))
Nng... this was horrible, but seizure or no he still needed to deal with that Wight permanently. And to do that, he'd need to get to his shotgun. ...James vaguely wondered if the task he was setting ahead of himself now violated his morals. But he couldn't afford to care, he was closer to dead than he'd prefer.
Retrieve shotgun.
The collective crouches down and rests, keeping a close eye on the remains of the battle.
The Destroyer stays still so the others can shoot him easier and commits suicide after taking off his helmet.
Stabilize the shot and focus the beam power to pierce instead of a broad shot.
If there are no other guards close by, attempt to silently take the guard out, otherwise fumble around in my belongings, swear then head back to the ship as if I had forgotten something
Dom immediately moved up and placed a hand on Moore's shoulder. Once she had his attention, she pointed to the man down the hall. "This one is talking. He said... he's hungry. He wants to eat, but something won't let him." She raised her shotgun. "I recommend we capture and interrogate him, but be extremely cautious. My gut instinct doesn't like this at all." That said, she moved forward, keeping her shotgun trained on the man, until she was within ten feet of him to see if he would react to her presence, while still giving her some space to fall back if needed.
Dominique thought fast, then assumed a commanding tone. "Get up and come with me! I want you to explain to these men exactly what happened," she said, indicating Moore and his team. Maybe she would luck out and he'd follow her orders. If he didn't, though, she would open fire with the shotgun and try to dive out of the way so her allies could shoot too.
Take stock, look to see if there are any other routes to where I need to go
Well, damn. James couldn't kill a man like that. And more importantly, he'd been warned by Iscariot. For now, he had a brief reprieve, and he would use it to check up on the man he'd taken pains to save.
Look around and see if I'm being charged at or something. If not, check up on Tarran.
"Feel free to shoot him sir. He's pretty much done for as it is." The collective remarked as the rested.
If the Destroyer isn't dead by the time others have shot at him, he commits suicide by slicing his own throat. Otherwise rest until it's safe to disengage the link, then do so.
Fire.
Jenna..
(Tyrin gets a double action next round)((And I don't know what to do with it, specifically xD
"The Major is.. north, dueling ...They are flattening anything... the Technocrats have been burning our bacon at every turn.""Marshall Feuer, sir. What happens if the...officer to our left loses the battle?"
...
...you have a goddamn bleeding hole in your stomach."
Tyrin gave the Marshall his best confused face-under-control.
"...Heavy. I don't really know, sir. It feels..like a plod. Something like strong, yet slow-encompassing..a large field in size. I'm unsure sir. But whatever it is, it feels empty--I am rather unsure if it is like a wave or just a sensation from some reaction or trigger, sir."
Action1: Maintain focus, try to hone in on that feeling and determine what, in more definite exacts, it may be-in size, strength and nature--am I hurt by feeling it and is it malevolent?
Tyrin gave the Marshall his best confused face-under-control.
"...Heavy. I don't really know, sir. It feels..like a plod. Something like strong, yet slow-encompassing..a large field in size. I'm unsure sir. But whatever it is, it feels empty--I am rather unsure if it is like a wave or just a sensation from some reaction or trigger, sir."
Action1: Maintain focus, try to hone in on that feeling and determine what, in more definite exacts, it may be-in size, strength and nature--am I hurt by feeling it and is it malevolent?
Anna shrugged and looked somewhat helplessly at the Marshal. "Well sir, I'm kinda skint on fresh ideas for the moment. Got anything on your end?"
He shuddered involuntarily as he tried to remember that other feeling. "Though I felt...numb. Couldn't sense what was beyond it however. Mhh, Marshall? What if the Presbyter lost?"
Sir, perhaps some information on what you suspect we're up against would be good. How exactly are we outclassed? What can we do about it?"[Anna Gather information 17] The Marshal's face hardens in response to Anna's question. For a moment, it doesn't look like he's going to say anything. Then he looks away and starts giving orders. "Hickie, get the new boy's kit and patch up Wigs. Trade him one of yours so he can work on Laveros when the opportunity presents. Jeremiah, lay down and breathe through your nose. Wigs, see if you can't talk that colonist into doing something besides cower."
Anna wordlessly stands up and walks over to stand next to the Marshall and follows him closely. Once a healthy distance away from the others, she quietly speaks to him.
"I get the feeling that you aren't supposed to tell me anything about this, so I appreciate you doing anything you can to help. If it's as bad as your actions seem to say they are, then rest assured, the only way anyone will know I know is if they pry it out of my brain.
So, with that said, lay out the facts for me. I need to know so I can help keep us alive as best I can."
Damien clears his throat. It's not particularly loud, but it is very clear. "Umm... Excuse me." He looks around at the gathered Unchained. "Now, I realize that y'all are have a bit of a moment right now, but I don't particularly appreciate being ignored." He sighs softly and pauses, as if unsure how to continue from this point. "I guess we should start with names. Mine's Swanson. Evan Swanson." Damien reached into his pack and brought out his field surgery kit. "Now, who here needs help?"Evan, huh? ...
((Actually, I have already posted my action. Look back further in the thread. Tiruin, you still need to post a second action.))
"Right. Then let's begodbig damn heroes." Anna replied, determination showing clearly on her face.
((Actually, I have already posted my action. Look back further in the thread. Tiruin, you still need to post a second action.))((But I'm waiting on Frosty! D: It isn't a full action when I've to guess the benevolent intentions of our friend..))
((Curses didn't see this))Damien clears his throat. It's not particularly loud, but it is very clear. "Umm... Excuse me." He looks around at the gathered Unchained. "Now, I realize that y'all are have a bit of a moment right now, but I don't particularly appreciate being ignored." He sighs softly and pauses, as if unsure how to continue from this point. "I guess we should start with names. Mine's Swanson. Evan Swanson." Damien reached into his pack and brought out his field surgery kit. "Now, who here needs help?"Evan, huh? ...
I do like how we all talked and didn't say each other's name-well, except for the Marshall. That's my mistake. Anyway.
"I'm Tin. Tin Levrs." ...Nice. My one opportunity to bluff. And it has to be intentional. Woohoo. Bah, honesty is the best way. "And given that my friend said you're a telepath or whatever-those-are, you do know we're quite...lacking any much time, right? Minutes? Like, not enough to perform any surgery?"
Dear goodness I do not want to be backstabbed by a needle.
"Anyway, we need all the help we can get-do you know any places we can run to for help? Armored cars? Any vehicle inbound?" Tyrin said, still pointing his gun at the man.
There's no way he can pick that up while my allies are busy...recovering.
"Also...you're a technocrat, right? How'd you know how to operate that rifle?"
Me and Fr0stByt3 need to act soon, along with Zako. :P
Dom grimaced and fired the shotgun at the man; not aiming anywhere specifically, just going for a general torso shot in the hopes of stunning or downing him. If this guy could do that, she had no idea what he was capable of.
Should've killed the fucker the second I had the chance. Damn it.
Check the supplies, and Comm Dominique
"I'm having trouble getting through, can you help in any way?"
Oh God. Something else was approaching, another psionic... and, if this impression were to judge, a psionic far worse than the machine of speed he had just fought. James was horribly wounded. Tarran was unconscious and doing God only knows how badly. They couldn't fight, there was no chance of it- James'd get slaughtered, and then probably Tarran too. James could only hope he could run. And maybe if he couldn't possibly run the way the bleakman was heading, maybe... he could run in a totally different direction. After all, if he could escape the psionic's attention and radius, maybe he could escape. As such, James slung Tarran over his shoulder and tried to get moving.
Pick up Tarran, get him to the top of the ship, move out of the ship, grab him again, and run perpendicular to the path of the bleakman.
Rest as best as possible. Think over what we could do to stand up to such a threat.
Tyrin tried to...extend his intuition towards where the colonists fled--he remembered Cid..or probably someone else(?) note a tunnel, and to 'not open it for anyone, even me'.
"Hey, wait!" Evan calls out to Tin. "Take this!" He tosses the Field Surgery Kit to him with an underhanded throw.
((Edited action in light of sick scavenging skillz. Also, are you sure that's all they had on them Draig? What about secondary weapons? The Destroyer's blade? Any mods already attached to weapons?))
Evan shrugs. "Yeah, sure. Quick question, though. Can I have my gun back? 'Cause from what I've heard, I'll probably need it soon." Evan waits for a reply and then gets up and looks for the Unchained who is hurt the most. "I gotta say, you guys really know how to take a punch, if you know what I mean. Most people would have given up long ago." He pauses, then adds, "Not that I'm suggesting you should, far from it. I just never expected this level of courage from a bunch of backwater colonists who're pretty much armed with only modified cleaning lasers." As he walks, Evan begins to check his weapons once again, and to reload what he can. Some might call it paranoia, but it is never a bad idea to be absolutely certain that your guns won't fail on you at a critical moment. Never. "Say, do you have a name? Or should I just address you as 'You there'?""To the first: No. You can have the medical kits and that's all I feel safe with you having. I mean, at least there, they've been installed with a non-malevolent needle if stitching is done.
James would have to be suicidal to move east or north, so it was an obvious choice.
Go south and around the corner.
Get that rifle-along with any useable accessories from the dead.
Patch up the rest, and help them regain stability and composure.
"Right, now let's get our shit sorted then. There's no time to loose and we'll have to sort out the details as we move." Anna said as she made her way back over to the dead technocrats.
"Tyrin, load up. Time's short and we can't stay here for long. Get the ammo for that anti-armor rifle from the 'crat over there, we may need it and he doesn't."
Change from my suit of armor into the best condition armor from the loot pile then grab the fully loaded Assault Rifle, a clip of ammo for it, the .30 clip and a energy cell. Give the other assault rifle as well as 2 clips for it and a energy cell to Tyrin. Put the reflex sight on my new assault rifle and then catch my breath. Hand off my Renfield and the ammo for it to Feur's squad if they want it, as well as one of my knives. Also grab the blade and a light pistol, unloading one of the others to get the fresh clip and handing the last one to Tyrin along with the spare clip for it.
"Tell her I am on my way"
Head towards Dominique's location, if anyone has energy weapons activate the stormcrow implants, otherwise evaluate when I arrive
Dom uses Sticky (60 points of stamina) to link the Gibbering Man's left foot to the floor, so the team has a clear firing lane to him and he won't be able to move. If possible, she'll also duck, just in case.
An empathic link! Very interesting.
Tyrin blinked at the light-hearted tone of the man in the distance, and wondered why he was carrying one of his own.
He turned towards Evan (who is actually Damien! :O), gesturing towards the man in the distance. "Your friend?"
When Evan notices the newcomer, his laser rifle finds its way into his hands before he even has time to think. Within seconds, the weapon is armed and pointed at the stranger dressed in a bloody officer's uniform. "You there! Name, rank, and serial number! NOW!" Years and years of training can prove to be very hard to overcome, Evan notes to himself as the realization that he pulled out a weapon that he probably wasn't supposed to sinks in. For a split second, his eyes widen in surprise and then return to their normal size, betraying nothing of his surprise or nervousness.
Anna leans over to whisper to the Marshal. "Something's up with this James guy. He's giving me a weird vibe that has a technocrat feeling to it. He seems to be oriented, at first glance. Maybe one of us should take a look inside?"
The world had narrowed to just what she could feel in her hands. There was no sound, no smell, no taste, barely sight... but she could feel the tether in her left hand and the shotgun in her right. There was only thing to do.
Dom plants her feet and attempts to haul the gibbering man back. If he gets close enough, she shoots him with the shotgun.
James sighs and continues to clutch his fist. "You probably should have warned me. My mind is more... wrecked than it was a long time ago."
Tyrin took a deep breath at Jeremiah's reaction before steadying up, "Well if he isn't as much a threat as Evans here, then we're all set. I'll get his buddy and he can join us, probably see if his buddy needs any aid."
He wondered whether these Technocrat torture constructs were more tangible than anything else if they were sensed by a psionic, but he was unsure on both fronts.
Head up and diagnose the man's[James'] buddy. Then get on moving! Keep on sensing for that vague wave I felt earlier. Its position and how far it is from us--including its area of control.
"...Do you have anyone who can check up on my wounded friend here?" James kind of doubted it. But... well, he might as well get ready to fight. James decided to check on Iscariot; did he know anything more about this guy than James did?
Take out some gun, and consult Iscariot about the bleakman.
Have Tyrin or Hickie take a look at the injured man, then take a quick vote on what direction we should run in from the others.
"Umm... Just Evan. Not 'Evans'. What's got you so worried though, Tin? Does something wicked this way come?" Evan can't resist a small smirk at his own joke. For now, however, he relaxes again, trying to fully fix the damage caused by Anna.
try to see who is being attacked, aid Dom
Perhaps the tether is two-way; Dom tries to siphon energy from the gibbering man. If that fails and she can't do anything to prevent him from running, she'll just attempt to release the tether and let him go.
Tyrin pointed at the door (where the colonists went through for their tunnel), "Is it just me or did someone break in there?"
"We can't think of that right now, we need to focus on staying alive as much as possible for however long we've got!" Anna replies before turning to the rest of the group.
"Right. Who here has explosives? Of any kind?"
"I'm asking because if we have any, then we need to use them real soon." Anna replies tersely before turning to the Marshal. "Sir, do you think cover will help with what's coming? Or that we can somehow hide from him? If we can disguise ourselves somehow, we can play dead in these ruins. Maybe. What do you think?"
"Can we get all the help we can? Like, the colonists?" Tyrin gestured subtly towards that doorway-tunnel."I'm asking because if we have any, then we need to use them real soon." Anna replies tersely before turning to the Marshal. "Sir, do you think cover will help with what's coming? Or that we can somehow hide from him? If we can disguise ourselves somehow, we can play dead in these ruins. Maybe. What do you think?"
"James is right. If the Presbyter is looking for us, he'll find us," Feuer says. He starts to shake his head to cut the rest of the idea off, but then he stops, expression intent. "Although, If he isn't actively looking, we might be able to work something out. If all of us played dead, he'd run a thought over us and blow the cover as easy as breathing. If only a couple of us played dead, well, he might not bother looking to close at anything else while we're shooting at them. It's not perfect, but it would give a couple people the advantage of surprise."
"I was thinking that if we can manage to hide somehow so he passes over us, we can hit him in the rear when he engages another group and catch him by surprise. Might be able to overwhelm him that way."
Anna glances at the others.
"He's as protected as he wants to be and I don't think the colonists will be much help here. They'll only get themselves killed against this." A thought suddenly pops into Anna's mind as she looks back to the marshal.
"Say... How good do you think his endurance is? Can he withstand weapons fire for a long time with a shield or is he about the same as us?"
"Can we get all the help we can? Like, the colonists?" Tyrin gestured subtly towards that doorway-tunnel."I'm asking because if we have any, then we need to use them real soon." Anna replies tersely before turning to the Marshal. "Sir, do you think cover will help with what's coming? Or that we can somehow hide from him? If we can disguise ourselves somehow, we can play dead in these ruins. Maybe. What do you think?"
"James is right. If the Presbyter is looking for us, he'll find us," Feuer says. He starts to shake his head to cut the rest of the idea off, but then he stops, expression intent. "Although, If he isn't actively looking, we might be able to work something out. If all of us played dead, he'd run a thought over us and blow the cover as easy as breathing. If only a couple of us played dead, well, he might not bother looking to close at anything else while we're shooting at them. It's not perfect, but it would give a couple people the advantage of surprise."
"I have a feeling that thing you're carrying, any explosives we have, surprise attacks, concentrated fire and quick thinking are going to be how we could win this. We need to hit him hard and with overwhelming power, so that he has to divide his attention between attacking us, defending himself and fixing any damage. He may be powerful but he still has a human mind, which means he won't be able to multitask perfectly and he'll slip up eventually if we keep the pressure on. What do you think sir?"Tyrin added his opinion to the matter.
Try to let go of it again, in any way needed.
Keep watching, especialy dom
Tyrin added his opinion to the matter.
"You mean overwhelm the senses? Isn't there any kind of psionic thing which attacks the nervous system directly?"
Inquire!
James makes some uncomfortable noises for a few seconds.
Try to find out why I'm so itchy
"I have a feeling that thing you're carrying, any explosives we have, surprise attacks, concentrated fire and quick thinking are going to be how we could win this. We need to hit him hard and with overwhelming power, so that he has to divide his attention between attacking us, defending himself and fixing any damage. He may be powerful but he still has a human mind, which means he won't be able to multitask perfectly and he'll slip up eventually if we keep the pressure on. What do you think sir?"
Dom turned to Moore and growled. "What is it?" she asked, going on the offensive to try and buy herself a little time to let her head recover before the lieutenant could get after her, likely with questions she couldn't answer.
Negotiating with Technocracy - unthinkable. Neutrality - formerly useful. Wakeman - slightly deluded, weak. Murnau - unpleasant, strong. The path is clear.
Shuffle over to Murnau's side, give Wakeman stern glare. Hope that works.
"Freedom."
Looking over his wounds and grimacing as he sought for the itchy spots, James replied to Amos rather grimly, eventually seguing into babbling that the others could not possibly understand. "Fought a Technocrat synthetic. Sliced me up, but I sent... him, I think, into a seizure with his own grenades. ...I spared him, but I doubt he's in fighting condition anymore. As for the rest of this, God only remembers what's happened to me. These last few days have been... a blur of basically Hell. Pretty sure some of that might be from the ants, some from the Immortals, some maybe from the brain fung..."
James pulls a small piece of amber glass out of his body.
"Oh. Oh shit."
"This glass shard came from a bottle that I was told had a cure for..." James sighed. He really was sounding insane, he bet. "Well, from the technocrat fungus stuff that used to be eating my brain."
"I have heard no good news. I would remember. Unless it is the arriving Technocrats."
"You saw what I did. That's why they sent me. Your men can't handle this on their own, and to be honest I can't either. What I did was very draining. Now, together, we are going to clear this place out." Even though she wanted to know what had happened herself, there was no way she was going to risk Moore saying that a Harlequin was here when she knew damn well one hadn't been assigned. "I know you don't like this, lieutenant. I don't either. But we keep going and we eliminate these freaks and we find out what's going on here so we can deliver a full report."
She turned to Ashley. How was she going to work her into this? "As for this, this is an experimental AI that was supposed to be off. I suppose it turned itself on when it heard gunfire and attempted to respond to the threat. It can be of use to us as well. There's a male model on the ship as well but it seems to still be in hibernation." She hoped to God that Moore was buying her lies.
Murnau - less unpleasant than thought. Decision - slightly validated. Chances of survival - fluctuating! This is worrying!
"Where will you be? In case Wakeman or other parties interfere with unfavorable numbers. Do you have means of distant communication?"
Once the questions are answered, turn to Rob and probably follow him. Do I happen to know anything about him?
"...it probably would have presented a problem, yes. The man who gave it to me was my ally, but... I don't even know. Maybe I was tricked?"
((You haven't changed my armor dude.))
James contemplated Amos' words, and then spoke sighingly.
"...yeah. No use bothering with it now since it's gone. What's the plan, anyway?"
Anna leaned in to whisper quietly to the Marshal after they were done talking about the plan.
"Sir, we can't let that 'crat that's with us live. He'll screw us over the first chance he gets, and worse, he'll do it while we're fighting. We need to take care of him now and use his gear to help against what's coming. Problem is how we're going to take him down quickly without him holding us off until the presbyter arrives..."
(You will have to save against the Damping field next round)Resist...the wave?Spoiler: Tyrin Laveros (click to show/hide)
((Quickpost because catching up with action here))(You will have to save against the Damping field next round)Resist...the wave?
"Fuck him, we'll kill the bastard and be done with it. He can play dead for real. I'll take the high ground with Tyrin and one of the others, while you take the rest and head off to a different position with the Sabot launcher. When he's down, nail him with it and if we have time, then we can grab his stuff and get ready for the Presbyter. Sound good?"
Can I request that Harry's character sheet be added to the list of current players on page 1, please? Just curious about the stats.
"Anna, Tyrin, James, take the high ground. Keep the presbyter off guard. I'm going to draw the bastard in, so DO NOT blow the ambush until he's inside. Everybody clear?"Tyrin voiced his agreement, "If anything bad happens to me, however, continue with the plan and hit the presbyter.
"I believe it may affect me more than others."
Check weapon, tighten armor, and steel self for the stuff to come--also check my allies for last minute safety, especially the acclaimed technocrat.
((sorry, really sorry I really need to force myself to check this it seems, because i dont just check the RTD forums enough))
Take your time dude, we won't rush you if you need the time to do important stuff off the forums. Exams are important after all, so make sure you get enough sleep for them!^
Damn that's a lot of words for the turn... is that more than usual? Sounds to me like combat may have begun!
also good luck with your exams
"Very well. Let us leave."
Put on that head-mic. Never know when it might come in handy. Then follow Rob!
"That one merely got the drop on us. We know what we're dealing with now." Dom attempted to wave away his concern. "Once we have flamers we'll deal with the rest of them easily. Now let's go back. That one touched you and I'm not letting you out of my sight until I'm sure he didn't do something to you." That was spur of the moment, but she really didn't want to let him get away from her where he could get to a radio and start running his mouth about things she didn't need him to be saying. If necessary she could try to go over his head with her rank. Fennec might be on her side if she did. She couldn't be certain.
Ash moves to Cover Dom, just in case
"Alright, then!"
STICK WITH THE PLAN and go to high ground with Anna and Tyrin.
"Probably a good idea James. We're dealing with a mountain of power coming right at us, so we need every edge we can get. So don't do anything that he can detect right away and hammer the bastard when he's in position. Tyrin, when we get in position, patch James up. We need to be in the best possible shape for the fight. Now let's move!"
Stick to the plan and head upstairs with Tyrin and James and into cover. Deactivate my mindbar and rest while we are in position, and remember to reload my new assault rifle.
Tyrin voiced his agreement, "If anything bad happens to me, however, continue with the plan and hit the presbyter.
"I believe it may affect me more than others."
Check weapon, tighten armor, and steel self for the stuff to come--also check my allies for last minute safety, especially the acclaimed technocrat.
Toomas twitched at the sight of the woman even as he carefully devised three layers of mnemonics to memorize the numbers she had said. A plan was in motion, and it involved a lack of moral fiber and hideous acts performed in the name of freedom. Doubtlessly worth it, and Toomas was not known to have a very active conscience, but the scientists, even when they had done what they did, were ultimately kindred spirits. Nevertheless, now the tables were turned and thoughts of weakness were not to be entertained. He had to- wait a second.
"Not thought out as well as it could have been," Toomas said out loud. "We do not know she has told us the truth. And now she has no reason to do so if she has spoken untruly, as she knows her fate. Not very good thinking. Not very good at all. But I shall do the honors, yes, if the plan is unchanged?"
Using my (totally free, I assume) ability to shape my hand into a knife, slice an elementary circuit diagram into her back fairly deeply and meticulously. And if that doesn't meet with Rob's approval, carefully pierce her in the spleen with said knifehand. Then proceed with Rob's Plan.
((No, Rob has the Talons ability. You'd need either Talons or Spines to be able to generate a cutting surface from your body. You've still got your utility knife, (And your welding kit if you're feeling absolutely sadistic) but you can't do the finger knives without buying the ability.))
((No, Rob has the Talons ability. You'd need either Talons or Spines to be able to generate a cutting surface from your body. You've still got your utility knife, (And your welding kit if you're feeling absolutely sadistic) but you can't do the finger knives without buying the ability.))
((Ah, I see. I was just assuming, since Consume costs nothing and involves turning my hand into a spike or a knife.))
"Philosophizing isn't getting us any closer to what you want to ask me. And I'm not going to report you for anything you'd done yet, even if I ought to." Dom leaned against the wall. "...I wasn't expecting this situation either, Lieutenant. I was under the impression it was going to be a simple pick up. But of course nothing is that simple, is it?" She scoffed to herself, shaking her head. "Go ahead and ask."
Dom straightened up. Her stance wasn't completely hostile yet, but she was clearly ready to use her shotgun if need be. "And what would you say if I told you 'I don't remember Redfall?'" she asked. It was a completely truthful statement - she had no memory whatsoever of what Redfall was, other than Dr. Fennec mentioning it being some kind of trial.
"I honestly don't know what your scientist could be talking about, and I'm prepared to swear on anything you'd like me to that I'm telling you the truth." Dom thought about it for a moment. "You should keep a close eye on him. How well do you know Dr. Fennec?"
"I see." Dom shifted her weight. "What do you propose we do, then?"
(...Was that loud enough for Nathaniel to hear?)
"What the hell?! Oh, no time! He's over there!"Focus empathetics towards the general area of 'there' and try to scope out where the general problem is, there.
((Aww, thanks :D
But I'm not James ;_;))
((I'm not being sarcastic. I didn't read it as someone being parted from his jaw :/))
...
*looks up from the bottom of the page*
((Oh.))
._.
"What the hell?! Oh, no time! He's over there!"Focus empathetics towards the general area of 'there' and try to scope out where the general problem is, there.
Unload suppressing fire with any automatic or burst-fire weapon I have available (even if it means the pistol) towards said area.
"I am... not very good with computers. Shame. Which requires less knowledge of software and is more direct?" Amk asks, regarding the two points with a distrustful gaze. "I will defer to your judgment. Failure not an option, yes?"
He also glances at the air vent. "Would it be desirable to seal the vent?" he asks, pointing at it. "To prevent guests."
Let Rob sort me out in terms of where to go, as these computers confound me slightly. Make sure to point out the vent as well.
Dom took her helmet off and made a show of turning off her mic, then signaled for Nathan to do the same.
Tyrin glanced at the Marshall. He was speechless other than to think about what had just occurred.
Did my P. Empathetics note anything significant through the mental chat?
"I'm making certain, you idiot. I just received a communication from Fennec overriding your coms. He thinks I've killed you, he wants your corpse for some reason he didn't specify, and apparently he's an Arbiter. This... complicates things." Dom drummed her fingers against her leg. "How are you at playing dead?"
"I don't know what he's up to, but frankly I don't like it. If we can get him to think you're dead, for at least a little while, maybe we can get the drop on him and get some answers. What do you think?"
"Very well."
Take the access console, be prepared for necessary shenanigans.
Dom clenched her fist and looked at it. "...I'm a lot stronger than I look. I could probably break your nose and knock you out. Or we could use the sedatives. Your call."
Dom goes with whichever plan Nathan decides, then unmutes her coms and puts her helmet back on.
"Alright harry I think I agree with you, dom can take care of herself, can't help her if we are dead either"
Ash tries to get back
Dom improvised for all she was worth. "The delay was no trouble. What's the situation?"
"Understood. I'm willing and ready to be the first person to test the ammunition and see how effective it is. Do we have an idea how many more subjects we'll find like the one that attacked earlier?"
"I'll take that as a compliment, but I prefer working on my own as much as possible." Dom really, really hoped that was what harlequins did. She was a friggin' crate mover, she had no idea what the hell all these ranks really meant. "...Well then, if we're speaking openly. What's special about Taiya?"
((I'm just seriously waiting on Zako here before I give my action by the way. Not ignoring. ._.))
Dom shrugged. "There will likely always be a need for people who will do anything to get the job done, whether that job is moving equipment from one point to another or leading people into battle or something. I do understand what you're trying to say, but I don't necessarily agree with it. Sir." He had called her Lisandra earlier; was that her first name or her last name? It was impossible to tell with a name like this one. She would just have to make sure she responded when he called her that. "That being said I'll do what I can to keep this cadet alive for the duration."
Dom sighed. She had no idea what she was going to do with such a person. She'd probably have to splatter their brains before she could get home - as much as Sizier's base was home, anyway. She'd never be able to truly go home again. "...Are you sure you want me to teach anyone? Well, we'll see. As I said I prefer to do my job by myself as much as I am able. I wouldn't even have those two if I wasn't asked to bring them along for a trial run. If I think one of these cadets is worth my time, I might take them along. Good enough?"
((Wow a turn within a week, colour me surprised, sorry for the cheek))
Do not leap just yet, attempt to figure out whether or not Stormcrow Implants being active at the time would help if not see if I can crawl across the station to another hatch or a shield emitter
"This system may be due a... de-waxing."
Clear up the wax troubles, and see if I can fix the issue quickly, quietly and efficiently.
"I'll be ready once I have one of those experimental guns." Dom made a motion as if to say 'after you' and stood aside.
Well then, check for a route back on the inside, don't feel like getting fried, if there is no route, might have to do this the hard way
(Is there anyway to overcharge a weapon I have, seeing some sort of ammunition in my inventory? Lessening durability//lifespan but increasing 'firepower' for the time being?)
Fire with the Broadbeam.
((Happy lunch! :) But a full turn mechanics roll? D: I'll stick with normal fire for now.))(Is there anyway to overcharge a weapon I have, seeing some sort of ammunition in my inventory? Lessening durability//lifespan but increasing 'firepower' for the time being?)
Fire with the Broadbeam.
((You can attempt to increase your weapon yield with a full turn mechanics roll. The effects if you fail... Well, it might be unpleasant.
Sorry, at lunch. Can't talk much.))
"So we put down our weapons and confirm the illusion of the technocrats actually having power and then die, or we fight and we die. That's a brilliant suggestion. I like that man's ego! It's like he's blaming us for the deaths of everyone else they killed!
"Bloody technocrats can't even aim correctly."
Fire with the Broadbeam.
Open up with a -2 Neural Feedback at +15 Stamina. Then open fire with the rifle!
Prepare the flechette gun on account of it being the heaviest weapon I have. If the Presbyter moves into the spot from which the Marshall intended to start the ambush (assuming he's not already there), try to peg him with it. If I get a warning that he's trying to do some massive psychic attack or he turns his back to me as he attacks others, try to peg him.
"Time we had best use optimally, unfortunately."
Cut open and fix. All or nothing. I assume that's a Mechanics roll, so utilize Enhance Attribute and bring up my Intelligence enough for a +5 bonus (81 points, presumably, which costs 30 HP, yes?).
Well then, check for a route back on the inside, don't feel like getting fried, if there is no route, might have to do this the hard way
(Alonso and Basilio are with me, right? If so Alonso will stay beside Dom and Basilio will cover Taiya.)
"Move Tyrin!" Anna shouted as she ran for a new set of cover. She had an idea, but could only hope that she could get through his shield while the others were shooting to distract him...
Dash for a new piece of cover, dragging Tyrin if he can't get out of the cloud with me. Then once in a new spot of cover, use Energy Drain on the disintegration field with a -2 brake and unleash the power on the target in the form of a -1 Mirror Mind to copy his A. Empathetics skill with the entirety of the gained energy (minimum 3 turns length of effect, supply the extra energy if needed). Only attack when he's distracted from maintaining the shield from incoming fire, in order to maximise success.
Agreeing in thought, Tyrin decides to change position and calibrate the broadbeam--manually going for a steadier stream instead of a pulsed fire in any possibility he gets to move from his location.
Edit action to Go and aim, then?Agreeing in thought, Tyrin decides to change position and calibrate the broadbeam--manually going for a steadier stream instead of a pulsed fire in any possibility he gets to move from his location.
((Note, what I was referring to in the turn was the fact that you aren't aimed in. The ALR broadbeam, as designed by Sizier, is basically a laser shotgun with a series of mirrors based around a laser rangefinder to determine a focal point. When not given a sufficiently stable target (Not aimed in), the mirrors have trouble compensating, and damage will fall. Aim in and the damage will rise.
Modifying it to fire beams instead of pulses would be difficult, pretty much as difficult as designing the original weapon pattern. You can't make the changes and GTFO at the same time.))
Dash for a new piece of cover, dragging Tyrin if he can't get out of the cloud with me. Then once in a new spot of cover, use Energy Drain on the disintegration field with a -2 brake and unleash the power on the target in the form of a -1 Mirror Mind to copy his A. Empathetics skill with the entirety of the gained energy (minimum 3 turns length of effect, supply the extra energy if needed). Only attack when he's distracted from maintaining the shield from incoming fire, in order to maximise success.
James grimaced a little. One of the two new allies of his was almost ripped to shreds, but... Well, James needed to help.
Flechette: apply directly to the presbyter.
Go and aim, then?
(No suggestions, but I do think D is trying to kill a lot of us off. :P
/me has no faith in his allies against upwards of 100 regenerating enemies and is pretty sure Harry's character is both willing and better able to kill Dom than vice-versa.
)
((Holy shit...
Well... I may have just screwed myself over here... Shit. I completely forgot about probing first. Now I got all this power, but no stamina to use it...
Any suggestions as to what I can do here? And does energy drain key off of A. Empathetics?))
Dom immediately took point, keeping her shotgun up and ready and attaching the needle launcher to it, and advanced forward cautiously.
Travel towards Harry while asking him how many possible hostiles are left near the dock
"The sooner the better, obviously."
Allow my brain to decrease in size and get to work as directed.
((Ah right, linking! It may just be our best shot, and the mirror mind should help pull it off! Can you remind us about the rules involving linking and the kind of rolls we need to make?))
((Can I overclock the Railgun?
What does E and A mean? Is there any informational page I can check for the weaponry?))
"Anna, I'll do my best to keep him suppressed--only you psychics can take care of him!"
Aim with the Railgun and try to get a clear shot.
Anna's mind reeled from the massive load of information that was suddenly injected into her consciousness. She knew that this was probably the most ideal way to fight back, but she knew that she was running on empty and needed to fix that as quickly as possible.
"Tyrin, I'm going to need to link with you in a bit. Be ready! Hickie! I need a stim, right now! Throw one up!"
Call for Hickie to throw a stim to me and if he does, inject it. Then crawl into cover with Tyrin and get my breath back. Make sure to take deep breaths and hide from the sight of the technocrat as much as possible, to make it hard for him to nail me.
Lie there and ponder the folly of attacking the presbyter when already slashed up by a Wight.
"Anna, I'll do my best to keep him suppressed--only you psychics can take care of him!"
Aim with the Railgun and try to get a clear shot.
Dom held up a hand, then closed it into a fist to indicate she wanted everyone to stop. "...I don't trust those lumps. Everyone, get ready to open fire." She took a knee so the others could fire over her if need be, then fired a needle at the closest lump, ready to open fire with the shotgun if it turned out to be one of those things.
Travel towards Harry while asking him how many possible hostiles are left near the dock
In the words of the immortal bard, let's see if that second access code the bitch gave us is any good. If not, try to think of a brighter idea.
"Would you look at that. It seems that crime does not, in fact, pay. Perhaps we should get a move on," Toomas observes, then turns to the lady. "Deeply sorry about the circuit diagram. Got carried away. But you have gotten something out of the experience, at least. Enjoy your triumph."
((Shit. OK, a question about the linking stuff. If Tyrin or James initiates the link with me instead of the other way around, do I still take damage after the end of the link and while linked, can Tyrin use the copied knowledge? Can he also use my advanced Empathetics while linked?))
Attempt to physically override the airlock
"Settle down. No need to get bent out of shape."
Quickly check if Rob's done his job right, if I can, as he seems to have gotten a bit hasty. If I can't due to Rob's rising impatience, well, approve it no matter what. What's the worst that could happen?
Dom glanced over her shoulder, then drew her stun baton with her left hand, creeped forward, and whacked the living hell out of the punctured lump to see if anything would happen.
Dom waved the scientists over and stood. "What can you learn from this corpse?" she asked, putting away the baton.
"Mm. Mind if I consume a bit of her?" Toomas says, glancing at the shot scientist lady.
If Rob doesn't mind, and we do have time, go and replenish myself from the dying lady a bit.
Dom shook her head. "No. We press on." She moved up to try the door ahead of them. If it was locked, it was time for the engineers to do their job.
Attempt to Drill the door, if that fails then risk interfacing directly
Congratz on the publication stuff, D. ^^^Thanks. I'm pretty sure that lab rat credit on "Pattern Recognition Assisted Infrared Library Searching of Automotive Clear Coats" is going to impress -3 people if I were to try and use it as part of my published works when trying to submit fiction, but it's still a fun thing to have on the resume.
I have absolutely no idea what you're talking about. Then again I can't even come to terms with algebra so calculus is so far out of my depth of understanding it's not even funny.
Hilariously I was ninja'd and somehow that made my comment EVEN MORE relevant. XD
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On one hand, that's an complicated way to work the mechanic of damage for the average joe (at least from the standpoint of a game where the equations aren't taken care of via program and thus aren't really seen/dealt with on a player or GM basis), but on the other hand I'm impressed at the level of detail going into the mechanics and how they can really add variability and the choice of efficiency (which in part grants greater differences between separate abilities, which is always nice).
You don't really see that much of anywhere in games.
*Notices lots of new replies recently. Looks at thread. Promptly dies from brain being overloaded by Draignean's insane ruleset.*
Dom attempts to use Heavy Manipulation to take the Cellburner's shield away. "Get ready to open fire!"
"Abomination coming our way," Amk says to Rob. "Have any countermeasures? Opinion on success of violence?"
What kind of door am I looking out of? An automatic one? And the woman's body is on the ground inside of our cozy little nook, right?
Also, consider my portable welding kit - is there any way to overload it explosively? Plasma should do a number on a creature like this, should it not?
Use Energy Drain on the disintegration field and unleash the all energy on the technocrat in the form of a -2 blank that's focused on his Active Empathetics. Stay in cover as much as possible!
"C'mon Anna, you can do this." Tyrin whispered as he controlled his breathing. With one steady shot, this would be a disrupting show of force.
Fire.
Attempt to disarm Jeremiah, and if I can, subdue him. This involves using my bare fists, mainly.
Dom pointed at the wounded scientist. "We need to check her wounds. Get on that." She nodded to her Immortals in recognition of a job very well done, then turned her gaze to Taiya. "Nice shot." She kept her weapon up but away from her allies, staying ready just in case another of those freaks rushed out.
Check the crate, cautiously and with a weapon ready
"Hm. Time to act. Keep calm and do your thing," Amk tells Rob. "I am only minimally needed at the moment, yes?"
Okay. Turn the welding kit into an impromptu explosive, then head out into the hallway and hurl it explosively into the abomination. Enhance Strength 72 points for that extra kick to the throw. Grab the dead lady and drag her along with me, by the by.
Once the explosive is thrown and presumably connects, begin moving away from the abomination along the hallway, making sure to leave a proper blood trail along the hallway for it to follow. Its attention presumably will have been gotten now.
I just started reading through this. It is probably the most complicated rtd I have ever seen, and likely one of the best. Could you put me on the waitlist please?
Dammit, James didn't have any real firepower on him and if he didn't have something serious, the bleakman here was just going to punch another hole in him. ...Well, on second thought, James did have something...
Get into cover and create 10 Shrike blades.
Anna turned to look at Tyrin after nodding at the medic for his help."L-Link? Alright."
"Tyrin. Link with me. We're going big, all or nothing. I just hope we've got enough between us..."
Keep up my enhanced strength and drag the scientist away down the hall as rapidly as I can - turn the corner and move further away. Keep an eye out for vents along the way.
THe woman, if she is still there at all is probably suffering, run the tapping through a morse code translator later just in case, but end it, quickly, then continue back to the ship
Dom waited for everyone to finish what they were doing, "Let's keep moving." She went back to following the designated path, albeit at a slower, more cautious pace now.
((Well, if there was a good time to spend my good luck, this was probably it, on the bright side.))
Perk Choices: Two Thirds of the Beast and Inconceivable!
The food in his hands, tempting. Survival, probably more important.
Keeping up the enhanced strength, slide the body of the scientist down the hallway as far as I can as a distraction, then into the vent I go (closing the hatch behind me if possible - if time allows, try the bypass kit), trying to find the way into the ventilation system.
((Also, what's my actual health right now? Am I still devouring the scientist and regaining health, or is my sheet just out of date?
In addition, does Inconceivable! mean that you can choose to screw me over at any one time you wish, any time you wish, or one time you wish per time I've used it to critically succeed?))
"I'll tell you later," Dom replied over the private channel before broadcasting to all. "You heard the man! Pick up the pace, people!" With that, she started moving ahead - faster than a jog, but not a sprint, either. A good pace for covering distance, but hopefully slow enough that she could stop should something jump out at her.
Keeping up the enhanced strength, slide the body of the scientist down the hallway as far as I can as a distraction, then into the vent I go (closing the hatch behind me if possible - if time allows, try the bypass kit), trying to find the way into the ventilation system.
Emphatic link w/ Anna//Let her link up!
Switch to the weapon most suitable at range to fire upon the Presbyter (unsure if its the Kapre or the Broadbeam :x) and aim//fire, if able.
"Just stay calm. We can do this. He can be beaten, just keep focused."
Initiate the link up with Tyrin. Once linked, Energy Drain at -4 on the presbyters psionic shield! Use the energy in a -2 surge on him.
Dammit, James didn't have any real firepower on him and if he didn't have something serious, the bleakman here was just going to punch another hole in him. ...Well, on second thought, James did have something...
Get into cover and create 8 Shrike blades.
((what the hell was I doing anyway?))
((and thaaaaaat is a terrifying title.))((Question is, which character or character group is it applied to? Tyrin, Anna, and yourself? Toomas? Dominique? All of you?
Some problems were more difficult to solve than others. Despite latent claustrophobia, this was one of the easier ones.
Shapeshift into cute mutable sausage man and squeeze into ventilation system through the appropriate opening like an octopus into a box.
Dom looked at the scientists and engineers. "Squads 1 and 2, form up. Squad 3, work on the door. Alonso, Basilio, take aim at the hostiles but do not fire until I give the command. Taiya, I want you to tell me what you're capable of... unless you want to take the reins and form a plan, in which case I'll tell you my abilities. Either way, I'm going to buy us a little time." She was sure the cadet would know she meant psionic abilities by 'capable of'.
Make a 200 HP wall (counting the difficulty step) that blocks off the corridor so the freaks can't reach us.
"With the way the station is I want to get us as close as possible in the ship"
Attempt to maneuver the ship close the the communications array
Try the cratered dock, if the freefall is too difficult we can always try the riskier path afterwards
Hm. Well, use the mechanical bypass kit once more to take off the bolted cover. No bolts can keep a truly determined operative out, you see. If there's space to do so, reassume human form. If not, continue as I am.
"Fennec has his reasons for keeping an eye on you," Dom said, an approving tone in her voice - it was actually genuine, since the girl's abilities sounded all sorts of useful to her right about now. "My abilities are more kinetic than empathic, but I do have a few such tricks up my sleeve. That wall should keep the hostiles off of us for a little while, but I want you to use your abilities to help the engineers any way you can, and let us know what's on the other side when it opens. The marines and I will keep an eye on the corridor." Dominique turned her attention toward the corridor and walked up the the wall, keeping her shotgun at the ready and a finger ready to use the needle launcher.
"I don't think they're going to break through soon, but when they do, I want Squad 1 to focus on the left side of the corridor and Squad 2 to focus on the right. My team and I will hold the center."
Wait for the door to open, keeping an eye on the enemies and ready to quickshot one with a needle should they break through. Also give the orders above, with Alonso and Basilio ordered to focus fire on whatever I manage to tag should combat start.
((Sorry guys, I've been preoccupied for the last few days and kept forgetting about this forum.))
Another person died.((Don't be wigs don't be wigs don't be wiiiigs))
The joining of Anna and Tyrin let themselves feel a moment of sorrow for the loss of the Marshal, but it was quickly replaced with a steely determination.
"The technocracy is putting everyone at risk already! The people deserve the right to choose for themselves, without you overshadowing them!
Everyone, we've got him on the ropes! James! Get the gun off the Marshal! It's still charged! Shoot him with it! He's also weak to mind attacks!" The two voices of the link called out at the exact same time, Anna's leadership coming to the fore in the absence of the Marshal.
Move to a different position to try and mess up the presbyter's fix on our position. Then start with an Energy Drain on the Presbyter himself at -2 and use the energy in a Surge (no mod), supplying extra energy if needed to make it reach at least 45 energy and if exceeding this amount already, then adding an extra 30 energy on top from our own supplies. Try to have the surge focused in a way to make a small hole in his mindbar, so I can slip a Mindbend through when he's distracted, which makes him detect everyone's positions a bit more fuzzy/off position than they really are, so to throw off his aim.
James grimaced as the Marshall fell, but he didn't have time to worry now. No, now it was time to strike and, hopefully, bring the presbyter down once and for all.
"I've got an attack of my own, thanks!" James shouted as he dashed at the Presbyter. Raising his arm, he let the psychic potential flow through him, and...
Throw all 8 shrikes, at -5 difficulty, at the presbyter.
James grimaced as the Marshall fell, but he didn't have time to worry now. No, now it was time to strike and, hopefully, bring the presbyter down once and for all.
"I've got an attack of my own, thanks!" James shouted as he dashed at the Presbyter. Raising his arm, he let the psychic potential flow through him, and...
Throw all 8 shrikes, at -5 difficulty, at the presbyter.
Well that's a good enough reason to risk hacking a functioning dock, harry may well need his power inside
Dom thought about it. "...Do it to open the door, and we'll use the cells to close it if the option is available. We'll provide cover fire. If we can't close the door, we'll keep moving to Fennec's position and try to take out the hostiles as we fall back. Bast case scenario, we'll have the wall and the door to hold them off while we run."
"Abominations do not need subterfuge, and might not be capable of it. Freaks have little use for it as well, and are insane. I am currently naked and would wish to correct that. If a detail is needed, you expressed, possibly in jest, that you would have added inductors to the circuit diagram on the scientist's back. So, have you done your work on the surveillance system? Can we leave before the situation worsens still?"
Hope Rob isn't entirely insane yet. Ponder significance of drooping face. A sign of degeneration, maybe? Loss of identity? Freak-like indication?
((dammit why James T_T Why not ME!? ...Yeah, my lack of action/posting is due to being synched with Zako's character. Sorry for absence.)
(( Also, what about the effects of the surge? Does the presbyter get anything nasty inflicted on him?))No, the heavy difficulty mod you got was for doing something very specific with the surge- completely obliterating the mindbar in this case. So, since you wanted a specific effect, you don't get Surge's normal deleterious shotgun effect.))
"Let us move quickly."
Take the pistol, and move out with Rob. Hope he's done the job right. Find Murnau, and get things moving once more.
"Close that door and seal it off however you can! Squad one, cover the north entrance! Squad two, you have the south! Cadet, you stay with the engineers and scientists and keep them safe! Alonso, Basilio, follow me! I'm going to back up Fennec!" Orders given, Dom started hustling to the west...
Look through the shuttle's supplies, specifically for energy cells, ammo, explosives and tool kits
"FINISH HIM! FINISH HIM NOW!!!!!" The linked duo screams out in fury at the sight of James' death. They were so close to victory, they could almost taste it!
Move both bodies up into a shooting position and open fire with the assault and light rifles! While doing this, energy drain from the surroundings around the Presbyter (no brakes), and put it all into a -1 Neural Feedback, adding 15 energy on top. Then energy drain (no brakes) from the presbyter again and SHATTER MIND!
((Evolution?))
Erm...I wonder if I can do passive empathetic sense here @Presbyter
((@Draignean: Evolution hmm? How's about a Mindsight ability that relies on Willpower yet aids in Physical situations more than Psionic in that its like...clairvoyance?))
((Then Yes. :D The next biggest problem is personal interpretation. So more fun. :P((@Draignean: Evolution hmm? How's about a Mindsight ability that relies on Willpower yet aids in Physical situations more than Psionic in that its like...clairvoyance?))
((So, evolution of the basic precognition? I should note that predicting the future isn't actually possible. You can know things as soon as they're about to happen, as happens with the precognition ability. That ability basically allows you to realize that someone has triggered a muscle group before the electrical impulse actually finishes acting on the muscle. You can make some damn good inferences about what's happening around you if you happen to be able to sense the material state of everything around you, but you can't actually know the future. Granted, when the prediction is for a short enough period of time, the difference between predicting the future with certainty and inferring the future with near certainty come down to semantics.))
((BTW, the transparent text with glow is a great way to do thoughts in the darkling theme. Very cool looking.))
((What do you think about a more crippling or debilitating surge? Not so much damage, but more focus on status effects and making it more capable of punching through defences for them? Maybe applying more than one effect per level of charge?
That said, I'm liking the sound of the lightening in the brain and especially the neural feedback stuff. That anti-everything one looks downright nasty. How exactly would that one work?))
Anna thought the offer over for a split second after getting the poke from Tyrin, before she nodded. Even if it was going to be unpleasant to experience or if he was going to lash out with his last thoughts, the possibility of getting intel from an actual presbyter was worth the risk.
Accept the offer and give the man his peace of mind. Find out what he knows and use the mindbar as a shield from at least some of the mental feedback.
"Don't relax yet! They may not have gone far!" Dom said as she (along with her Immortals) jogged over to Fennec. Once she was near him, she took another look into the hall, pinging it with her kinetic sonar to see if she could find the freaks.
"Right away. Any other notes before I go?"
If not, move out according to orders. I assume I know where to go, at least. Check out Rob's pistol along the way.
Do I know what happens when a Cellburner's head gets blown off?
Do I know what happens when a Cellburner's head gets blown off?
((Yes, decapitation would have happened to Amk as part of testing. He would be intimately aware of the effects.))
((...((Yeah ._.
You see, this is one of the reasons I love this game. You do such an amazing job of being a GM that when you pull this stuff off, you just blow my mind.
Wow. Seriously, WOW.))
Do I know what happens when a Cellburner's head gets blown off?
((Yes, decapitation would have happened to Amk as part of testing. He would be intimately aware of the effects.))
((What happens, exactly? How does the regeneration work in that case, specifically?))
((Thanks guys, but do bear in mind that I also had everyone running around in what was, in all honesty, one of the least interesting dungeon environments ever conceived for the better part of a year. My skill is only rivaled by my incompetence. :P ))((...((Yeah ._.
You see, this is one of the reasons I love this game. You do such an amazing job of being a GM that when you pull this stuff off, you just blow my mind.
Wow. Seriously, WOW.))
I aspire to be like you there Draignean. The last time I wrote that much was in an RTD I picked up...Only took an hour and thirty to write over the 40k limit.))
((And yet you continued it and are a source of inspiration and aid for me! D:<((Thanks guys, but do bear in mind that I also had everyone running around in what was, in all honesty, one of the least interesting dungeon environments ever conceived for the better part of a year. My skill is only rivaled by my incompetence. :P ))((...((Yeah ._.
You see, this is one of the reasons I love this game. You do such an amazing job of being a GM that when you pull this stuff off, you just blow my mind.
Wow. Seriously, WOW.))
I aspire to be like you there Draignean. The last time I wrote that much was in an RTD I picked up...Only took an hour and thirty to write over the 40k limit.))
((And yet you continued it and are a source of inspiration and aid for me! D:<((Thanks guys, but do bear in mind that I also had everyone running around in what was, in all honesty, one of the least interesting dungeon environments ever conceived for the better part of a year. My skill is only rivaled by my incompetence. :P ))((...((Yeah ._.
You see, this is one of the reasons I love this game. You do such an amazing job of being a GM that when you pull this stuff off, you just blow my mind.
Wow. Seriously, WOW.))
I aspire to be like you there Draignean. The last time I wrote that much was in an RTD I picked up...Only took an hour and thirty to write over the 40k limit.))
...I'm just an embarassment :-\))
((I believe you asked that in one of your PMs, did you not? Regardless, I'll resend an explanation.))
((Huh. I spent a lot longer on that than I intended.))[It...was more than needed. Thanks is less than enough.
((Just Marshall, there's no field on the front. A Field Marshall is the high military rank that doesn't appear in the patchwork Unchained hierarchy. (Though the Technocracy does have the rank) Marshall is drawn from the word as it applies to law enforcement, and relates to a position that oversees the operation of multiple undercaptains (like Anna) in the field.))"The Field Marshall is down. The Major, by assumption, is also downed. Do you know anyone else we may contact?" Tyrin said to the remaining survivors.
Delink from Tyrin, gather everything usable from the dead, and then after everyone is patched up and the dead are sorted out, get moving.
"...I'm not sure. They want to. They want to feed. But they're staying back around a corner rather than risk coming into a line of fire... and it feels like their skin has hardened to resist the needle launcher... it almost feels like someone or something is keeping them on a leash, and that leash is too short for them to get us. Unless they let it go." Dom tilted her head to the side. "Unless there's something - in this room or further beyond - that they are scared of, and they don't want to enter its territory. And if that's the case, I really don't like our chances. What do you think, Fennec?"
Step out from the shadows, and observe Wakeman. Does he still look hungry, or has he obtained sustenance somewhere?
"Wakeman. Varic."
Amk looks down.
"Mia."
Do I know what happens when a Cellburner's head gets blown off?
He clears his throat, and considers Wakeman.
"In the interests of peace, we need to stand down. Collectively," he glances at Varic. "Now, Wakeman. You have something to say. What is it?"
Speak. Be ready for trickery.
((A+ writing.))
James (after a few attempts) sat up, with a quiet groan, his try at scratching his chest aborted by the wrapping he found himself in. Groaning, he worked his arm up towards his chest so he could itch futilely at it. Blearily, he focused on Iscariot and it took him a few moments to actually take in his words. "How do I feel...?" James got his brain in order (he hoped) before replying: "Confused? Alive... maybe? Am-- Am I in another coma?"
James was silent for another few moments. "How is it symbiotic? Where did it come from?" James groaned to himself. "...and what precisely do you mean by 'balance of power'?" James was getting awfully tired of the foreign things being constantly introduced to his body.
Thinking about the recent events was somewhat tiring to Anna, even if she did feel better lately. There was so much that happened, so much to do and so much at risk. But first, she needed information and this was a good opportunity to get back up to speed.
"I do have a few questions, if you can spare the time. How long have I been out, and, is the Major awake right now are the immediately important ones. I REALLY need to talk to the Major. But outside that..."
She took a moment to collect herself and took a steadying breath.
"How are the others that I came in with? Where can I get a SITREP? How long will it be until I can safely take stims again? And..." She turned and put a hand on Tuck's shoulder and gave him a small smile. "How are you holding up? You look tired and like you've been through a lot. You did great with saving the life of the Major, without you she wouldn't be here with us now, and this means far more than you realise but you need to take a break now and then to look after yourself. When did you last sleep or eat? How's the hand? Is there anything you need help with right now?"
"Question: can you promise transparency, Wakeman? That I know what your plan is, to the level of detail, if I join you? Murnau's lack thereof is irritating, and he works with a suspect scientist, so I am flexible, even if negotiating with Technocracy seems childishly naive. I trust you are not stubborn enough for kindness and respect for one's fellow altered human to be your only plan, yes?"
He looks at Varic.
"You are quiet, Varic. State some input on this situation. Would you be open to backing me up if I moved with Wakeman, if I said it represented a better chance of leaving this place?"
Speak.
Also, what do I know about Varic?
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((Heyyo, hate to be a pest, but I figure that even if you're busy or such, it can't hurt to pop D22 back up to the front page, purely to make sure it doesn't essentially disappear (from the minds of the RTD board, or... something like that))[I should seriously get that RTD Library post up. >_<]
((Everybody has said that before, and I still apologize. Probably because I don't just do school and work. I admit that I do spend a chunk of my free time killing fake people on steam to prevent the killing of real people on campus. I do feel a little bad about that.))
Anna nodded. "Right, no more stimulants forever. That's fine by me. And thanks for telling me about Smith, I'd rather not have to deal with him right now given the amount of shit on my plate. So! I'd best be off to see the Major then."
She walked to the door and turned back to look at Tuck.
"You deserved the rest Tuck. You're doing great, so just keep it up, look after yourself and don't give up hope. We're not dead yet. Oh, and if Tyrin or the others come by to check up on me, tell them I've gone to talk to the Major about important matters.
Keep up the good work Tuck. We're counting on people like you."
Thank Tuck for his hard work and go talk to the Major.
Anna...Nhh, my thoughts.
Tyrin pressed a hand to his cheek, feeling the onset of hunger already shown by the gauntness of his face, and the prominence of his cheekbones. He felt dizzy, woozy, and off-center, but was able to laugh at the idea of walking off to breakfast before any other duty is performed. The mental synergy Anna shared with him hours earlier came back in a rush--akin to his brain trying to reconfigure the past day's events in a way his body could react to. Though it was with merit, he wondered what Anna saw in the eyes of the enemy, and what exactly happened in the hours that followed while he was patching up the Major.
It must've been a pretty big battle, and he was glad to not have been disturbed throughout the whole ordeal. Hickie's health also came back to mind: he did remember passing one of the tools back to him before checking back on the thoracic cavity...and all he could then see were his hands and the work to be done.
Taking a deep breath, he looked around and nodded at one of the other Unchained, giving him a smile before gesturing to the door with both hand and head. It was another's turn to rest in the bed that held him. It was wondrous what a seemingly mundane mattress could do for the fatigued and the weary.
He flexed his right arm in a circle as he moved towards the exit. It was time to check on Anna.
Check on Anna!
James put his head in his hands. "Strange things in my body and mind politics, it's the coma all over again. I should have stuck to my guns about the whole Orientation thing. Oh well. ...do I get a say in what specific variety of insanity I'm going to live with, at least? Just... I never really aimed to kill you, Iscariot, and the second time we fought was immediately after I tried to bring you back. And, Blight, well, you tried to kill me and Iscariot first, though... we're past that. It seems like you have control of everything but my muscles, considering you know about the various body-sharing-organisms I've gone through and can manipulate my senses. Though I'll admit this is better than going into la-la-land every time I want to talk.
...also, now that I think about it Blight probably isn't the best name. Prefer anything else...?"
James proceeds to stop here, realizing that he is naked in a freezing cold morgue, and also in a morgue.
Might as well test to see if I can... transmit my thoughts to you without having to physically talk to myself. I... figure I should probably deal with my physical situation too now.
James looks around to see if there was anything he could clothe himself with.
"Varic, would you happen to be enjoying the same treatment as Rob?" Amk asks, rather suspicious, awaiting an answer before turning back to Wakeman. He looks a tad ruffled, and swallows.
"Wakeman. I cannot trust you if you do not trust me as well. I chose to work with Murnau to render his numbers overwhelming and prevent needless waste of resources. But I fear that our burgeoning business relationship may not remain workable as long as one between you and me, due to lack of transparency and dubious choices in associates. Mia and Rob, for instance. Both are less than desirable people to work with, to say nothing of several others, Varic possibly being an exception, and indications are abundant that there may be several secrets kept there that would prove deleterious to my further existence eventually."
"With that in mind, I would certainly like to join you, for you are an altogether more reasonable individual to work with in my experience. But with what I know of your plan, my confidence in your long-term success is rather low, even if short-term it seems more probable than that of Murnau. I am reasonably certain you are not an idiot, and know what you are doing, but perhaps I have misjudged. I allow for such a possibility, naturally, as I have been disappointed in this regard before."
"But know this - if you agree to reveal to me your entire plan, I can personally guarantee that, if it is good, I will aid you however I can. And if it is not, I will not work with either you or Murnau, and seek my own way out of this place, probably not interfering with whatever clandestine plots you all seem so eager to enact. This I can swear, if you would accept it. But if you do not reveal the plan, I will simply return to Murnau with what I have learned, and continue despite my misgivings in the hope that the initial appeal of Murnau's plan carries on through the entire affair."
As a side note, what do I know about Wakeman's crew? Anybody I have spoken to, or remember?
Fuck. Fuck. FUCK! Fennec knew more about Aoibheann than Dom thought... which meant he might know what she should and should not be able to do. And if Taiya said word one about her mental shielding to Fennec, then she might be completely fucked. This was bad. And there was no way to off Taiya - even by pushing her into the pack of freaks - without drawing major suspicion or ire toward her.
Fucking shit! Maybe she could bluff if she did something he didn't expect. Say she got some new tricks recently or something; it would at least be a partial truth. I really fucking hope those two weren't ever involved and he tries to pull some shit, because I don't think I could handle that on top of the rest of this shit, I really don't. She cracked her neck nervously and turned to look at the north door.
"That's what you need to do, and I'll help... but I still need to grab at least one test subject. I already have one in mind from going through the files. I believe I have enough leverage to get him to come along quietly." She didn't even want to entertain the idea that Jeffrey might be one of those things they had fought. Psychics and rubber men... what kind of horrible shit is the technocracy not capable of?
After thinking about the choice for a moment, she spoke. "I'm not afraid to go first. But if I rearguard, I can try to set up another psychic barrier and delay them even further. Either way, Cadet Taiya should stay in the back to seal off that door once we go through it... so it's up to you whether you want to stay back with her or trust me to keep her safe."
Dom thought. "If they're moving past us a level below, I don't think we have a chance to get to the ship first. We have to get through the door we just sealed, make our way back - potentially fighting through the ones that were after you earlier, and breach the welded door. All they have to do is run and then find a way up, then breach the door. Perhaps the best thing to do is split up. You take half the engineers, scientists, and soldiers, and you and Taiya go back to hold the ship. I'll take the rest and advance. What do you think?"
"Thinking on that idea again, it does sound like I am soft in the head. I tend to speak before I think often," Amk says, running his palm over his face softly.
"In any case, if you cannot offer transparency, then we have little to speak of. Good plans are the only thing worth offering loyalty to, and without knowing details Murnau's wins out by miles, schizophrenic minions notwithstanding. With that in mind, we are done. Shame."
Is Mia dead, or has she just been lying around on the ground comatose and inhibited in this time period? If yes, then fill up on delicious telomeres from her corpse when Wakeman walks off the scene.
If not, congratulate her on endurance (and pull out bone fragments if needed) and help her up when Wakeman walks off the scene.
In any case, proceed along with routine.
"I'll do my best to accomplish all objectives," she said in response. "Doctor Polburn, this is Harlequin Ayleen. Arbiter Fennec is moving to secure the escape; I'm coming for you. Can you tell me what the chain of command remaining is?" she asked the civilian as she signaled her men forward, moving to advance herself.
Talk and walk.
"Thinking on that idea again, it does sound like I am soft in the head. I tend to speak before I think often," Amk says, running his palm over his face softly.
"In any case, if you cannot offer transparency, then we have little to speak of. Good plans are the only thing worth offering loyalty to, and without knowing details Murnau's wins out by miles, schizophrenic minions notwithstanding. With that in mind, we are done. Shame."
Is Mia dead, or has she just been lying around on the ground comatose and inhibited in this time period? If yes, then fill up on delicious telomeres from her corpse when Wakeman walks off the scene.
If not, congratulate her on endurance (and pull out bone fragments if needed) and help her up when Wakeman walks off the scene.
In any case, proceed along with routine.
"Until I'm completely certain that whatever is going on here is not contagious, I'll be keeping my hands on my weapons," Dom said, declining the handshake. She tilted her head to indicate the wax covering everything. "If you're bio-aug, you must have worked on it... So what is this crap?" she asked. She didn't care about his answer - she just wanted to stall him for a moment to think. That poisonous wax was practically ankle-deep, and he hadn't named any names... meaning he probably didn't know the names of 'his superiors'. She couldn't even voice her suspicions to her allies, because he had contacted them on the team frequency and was probably still listening to it - she would be, if she was in his shoes. She hoped the soldiers were feeling as jumpy as she was.
Cut dialogue off and open fire if Polburn insists on getting in Dom's personal space, starting with the needle launcher.
(Even without meta-knowledge that you're clearly feeding me (:P) there's no way Dom is going to trust this guy, especially when she starts out highly suspicious and then starts getting the impression she should trust him when all evidence - the surroundings, the way he's acting, her situation in general - points to the idea that she shouldn't.)
Everything screamed something was wrong. She had too many reasons to be keyed up to start relaxing, especially at a time like this when she knew there were smarter ones attempting to get to the ship. Speaking of, she opened the encrypted channel to Fennec so he could hear her while she spoke to the 'survivors'. "Keep your rifles up, soldiers. You've already seen what those freaks are like. I'm not going to trust a single one of these guys until we have hard evidence that they're as human as we are." Dominique kept her eyes on Polburn - only taking them off to glance at the other twelve he had brought with him - while speaking to her team. "Do we have any tests that could prove that?" This was directed at her scientists. "Or should I assume I'm right in believing that the claim they can live among all this wax just fine is bullshit?"
Don't think it's psionics unless the Technocracy was really fucking around with things they shouldn't here. Besides, I think I would feel it if that were the case. Pheromones, maybe, like that crap that attracted all this big-ass ants? Could be. Just gotta focus... worst case scenario, just start firing.
Glance at Alonso and Basilio. How are they reacting?
"I asked for a scientific test, not your opinion," Dom snapped. "And you, shut up and think for a damn second. We KNOW there are smart freaks out there. We KNOW that the ones pursuing us didn't want to come this way - unless something's going on, it makes no sense for them to abandon the chase. We KNOW that this wax is harmful to normal people. We DON'T know that they have a way to neutralize it - if they could, why is it growing everywhere in here? Wouldn't the first thing they would do be try to get rid of it to help prevent complications? And why didn't Polburn name the chain of command instead of using titles? Why is that guy acting like a damn idiot when he's supposed to be a damned Technocracy scientist?"
She focused on Polburn. "I don't care if you bleed like anything else. I want hard, concrete proof." She flicked her eyes to her Immortals, then to Polburn's group. "And what about you lot? Do you have anything to say for yourselves?"
Goddamnit. I shouldn't give a fuck if these guys are Freaks; hell, I'm sure the Unchained would appreciate it if I let them get aboard a technocrat ship and go back to their base to tear shit up. But...I really have no one watching my back except these two bucketheads. I can't take the risk they won't jump us at the first opportunity. Shit, shit, shit, fuck...
She switched to broadcast solely on the encrypted channel for a brief moment. "Fennec, my gut tells me we're in shoulder-deep shit here. What's your opinion? Answer on this channel only." After speaking, she switched back to allowing external coms as well as talking on the team and encrypted frequencies.
If it's possible for Alonso and Basilio to do any sort of machine analysis for abnormalities in the room, do it and give Dom the results. Also examine Polburn as we speak. I want to see how he reacts to Dom's statements about what the team knows and doesn't know.
Let Varric and Mia field the question and don't make unnecessary noise. Get on with the action.
"That is slightly unusual. Might be Wakeman's doing."
Move on out. There's probably nothing any of us would gain from finding out what flavor of abomination is going to seep through there. Pull Varic and Mia along if they don't take the hint.
"By... 'having the soldiers' backs', did Boll mean hurting them or aiding them? I admit I am slightly confused about the plan."
If I can retroactively ask this question of Boll instead, that would be wonderful. Otherwise ask Varic and Mia as we vacate the area post-haste.
((Yeah, have their back here means: Have their back so you can put numerous foreign bodies in it.))
"I'll give you this, Polburn. I don't know what your game is, but you're certainly playing it to the end. I know I don't have dementia, because I've seen those who have. And I have my reasons for not trusting you." Dom didn't bother to look behind her; she could sense the marines raising their rifles. "If you're going to raise those guns, point them elsewhere before I knock you on your asses. I'm not going to stand for insubordination. Now, it seems to me like you expected - hell, are still expecting - us to blindly just agree with anything you say. These idiots may be prey to whatever bullshit you're using, but I'm in this position for a reason."
"Men, if you don't trust me, try to raise the arbiter and get his opinion. I've already tried to get him on the line and haven't managed it. So either coms are blocked in here - making me question how you even hailed us in the first place - or he was the one led into a trap and is already dead. Either way, this is some shady shit going on here, and we have our orders. Is Malcolm here or not?" She hoped the sudden question would catch Polburn off-guard... and if he couldn't identify Olsen from his first name, then she had confirmation that this was an elaborate charade. If he could, well, then the soldiers could just take these survivors back and she could wash her hands of them. She only had one reason to be here, and Fennec's objectives weren't hers.
"Ah, so now we're down to brass tacks. Why don't you and I walk off this way a bit and discuss this in private?" Dom gestured away from the group with her shotgun.
I may, big emphasis on may, start another game in the FGARP section. Something different, more fluid, and less bound by needlessly complex rules. If you're interested, I'll send you a PM if I move on that front. I can't promise a preferential spot, but considering that I now choose my players based on blatant favoritism, the people I've worked/played with have good odds.
I've been looking over Deviation-22, and I believe that it's time that I put it to bed, more or less for good. This was my first RTD, and it means a lot to me, but it's time to stop putting makeup on its corpse and pretending that it's just pining for fjords.
Still, I did promise that I would see this story through, and I don't intend to break that promise.
I would love to see a remake-continuation once more. (Can anyone PM me if I miss it, considering my connection? :D )
Wow, thanks for the support guys and gals, this really means a lot. If I start a new game, you all will definitely be the first to know. Of course, then I'd have to pick players, which would be a daunting task...Do what I did. Roll the dice, and assign people a spot. :P