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Taric

Sit down and try to determine the specifics of the rifles.

While Dom is talking with Joseph you try and get a closer look at those rifles. [Int and intuition rolls. 2+1 + 5 Vs Difficulty 7] They've really made over the rifles. Old Broadbeams were used for cleaning and sterilization and they emitted a sustained laser that was swept over the surface of whatever you needed cleaned, at its highest setting it could leave a mild burn if you kept it focused long enough. These though have been remodelled into rather unusual weapons. The barrel has been refitted with a wave harmonics chamber, making it into a pulse laser instead of a beam. The weak household energy cell that powered it has been replaced with a much heavier cell, and the broad aperture of the rifle has been slimmed down somewhat. All in all they effectively turned a hose into a shotgun.


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Dominique

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?"

He looks at you for a moment, weighing you. "We'll see about the validity of your story when we get to the outpost, our last batch of reports is fairly recent. Don't think that a lie will not be punished." He leans forward slightly in the chair, steepling his fingers as the Armadillo trundles along. "As to the reason why you were shot down imagine this. You've been planning a rebellion for five years, against all odds you managed to keep it secret enough to build your forces in preparation to kill you captors. Now imagine it's the night of your revolution, the battle is raging hot and could go either way at the drop of a hat. Imagine that a shuttle hails the comms tower that you hold by a fingernail and asks for docking clearance. You know that if your captors get a message to that shuttle it will go skipping off into the sunset only to return with enough reinforcements to crack this moon in half. You have the power to shoot it down. Ask yourself, what would you do?"

Area: Barrens, Heading to the smoking administrative center you were being sent to by shuttle.

Group: [Luck roll 1] Trol's predictions as to the distance were terrible, and judging from new predictions it's closer to five miles to the structure, still the badlands offer sure footing, and you set a brisk pace. [Observation 2]  You make it thirty minutes minutes before you realize that the dust cloud between you and the structure that you've been focused on is being kicked up by a vehicle. When you notice what it is it's too late to run, and there is nowhere to hide. Nothing to do but grip what weapons you have and continue. You get a better view of the vehicle as it pulls in closer, it has three axles and four wheels to each axle. The nose is shaped like a wedge and is but inches from the ground, it doesn't appear to have any embedded weapons. [Failed roll not shown] It pulls up along side you, about twenty-five feet away, and a hatch opens on the side. Letting a pair of people in greenish hostile environment suits out onto the badlands, those suits were obviously not designed to conceal them in this area. They are both armed with a rifle of some kind, [Observation roll 4] energy weapons judging from the lack of protruding magazines. An amplified voice comes out of the vehicle. "Get into the transport, or we'll shoot you. Keep your hands visible at all times, or we'll shoot you. Do anything stupid, and we'll shoot you." the voice finishes the sentence with a rather vicious certainty.     

(Since your actions were all basically identical and none of your wounds need/can be treated your actions were rolled together. Don't worry I promise things will get more exciting soon, just have to get you out of the barrens.)

 

"Hey, I'm just a pilot. Killing people really isn't my nature, I might give them painful electric shocks but killing goes a little far. You have any drink to go with the cake?"

"Why is the scrinny man messing with you anyway? The cake isn't bad at all as long as you aren't to invested in a particular body."

"Thank you, the fact that I'll just jump to the next available clone should mitigate the effects some." Nathaniel continues eating the cake. "A wise man once told me that the cake was a lie, another wise man told me that all lies are true, and then a wise woman told me that wise men are just men with too much sun. Just how deadly is said neurotoxin? I mean, will I have time to finish the cake?"

Nathaniel Hoke Walks in, he stares at the broken glass, the cake, the odd creature with no mouth screwing the wiring, the brain, the abundance of portals.....

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"I don't know what I'm looking at.. but is it weird to turned on by it?"

Area:You're standing in the mouth of the damaged shuttle, the alien sky pressing down on you. The surrounding area is somewhat obscured by the evaporating impact gel. From what you can see the area immediately around you is bare ground, whether it was like that before you crashed a shuttle into it you don't know

Character: Trol Grane

Jump off, get the fuck outta there

You jump off the shuttle, [Luck roll 3] [Dominique Str roll 1 (bonus negated)] You manage to land on dominique, apparently you're heavier than you look, or she wasn't prepared.  You both go down in a heap. (Dom and Trol, -5 Health) There are going to be bruises, right now though there is no time for that and you run. Fast.
 
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Character: Dominique Wakeman

"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.

You get ready to catch Trol as he jumps off.  [Luck roll 3, Str roll 1 (bonus negated)] You adjust your footing at the wrong moment and Trol smashes into you, setting both of on the rather inhospitable ground.  (Dom and Trol, -5 Health) You pull yourself up with all haste and run with rest of the group.


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Character: Taric Sizier

"Shit" Get away from the ship.

Choosing a choice profanity as your mantra of the moment you get the hell away from the ship, following Tarran on his own flight.


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Character: Tarran Smith

Make my jog around the ship a sprint away from the ship.

You intended to see if there was anything of note around the ship before it started warbling warnings at you. Your almost lazy jog turned into a panicked sprint very VERY quickly though, 'flash' could mean a lot of things. When dealing with a fusion reactor most of those things were stuff you didn't stay to watch.




About 2 minutes later: As you run away from the ship it begins to emit a whine that's audible even at this distance, there is no way that's a good sign. You stretch your legs running as fast as they can carry you. There is a flash of white light from behind you, you have a split second to think "That's it?" before the sound of the explosion hits you. Following quickly on the heels of the ridiculously loud explosion is a blast of hot and dusty air, punctuating by flying bits of exploded ship.

 Trol Grane:  [Luck roll 3] You blaze across the barren plain as little chunks of ship whiz by you, you turn your head to look behind you just in time to see a sheet of metal flying at you edge on. [dex roll 5+1] You dive to one side as it whistles through the air you just vacated. -10 Stamina

Dominique Wakeman: [Luck roll 2] You seems to be in a bad section of the blast, and multiple chunks of fist sized metal bounce past you. [dex roll 3] You do your best make yourself a small target while you're running but several chunks of metal strike you, tearing the skin and definately leaving bruises for later. -10 HP -10 Stamina

Taric Sizier: [Luck roll 3] The blast doesn't seem to be throwing too much your way, but there have been enough close calls to let you know that getting out of this without harm is unlikely. [Dex roll 3] Most of it misses you but a jagged piece of metal leaves shallow gash across your side. -8HP -10 Stamina
 
Tarren Smith: [Luck roll 3] Why the fuck does this crazy BS happen to you? Running away from an exploding fusion reactor while bits of shrapnel come inches from killing you was not in the plan for your life. [dex roll 3] A flying bit of metal hits you from behind, it bounces off. but not before leaving a gouge in your back. -8HP -10 Stamina

All, 15 seconds later The hot wind Ceases quickly, leaving swirling eddies of dust and small pieces of metal on the ground. You take stock of your situation. Four injured people, on a strange planet, without shelter, in what appears to be a man made strip of desert, the only shelter you do know of contains people who you are fairly certain tried to kill you. [luck roll 4] You ran mostly towards the smoking city, and your little sprint got you out of your crater enough that you can see it.

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Character: Trol Grane

Tell the group about what I see, then look around some more

"I see something! There is a structure of some kind that way." You point to the silver dome. "It's smoking though. Now, off that way." You turn and point to the wall of green. "Is some sort of greenish wall, it looks like it's made of plants." [Observation roll 3] It's hard to get an accurate distance here, the bare flats of the depression give you almost no point of reference. You think it's about twice as far to the greenish wall than it is to the City thing, this too you relay to the rest of the group.
 

Taric and Dominique

"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"

The point defense cannon was knocked partially out by the impact, with the two of you you might just be able to get it out. [Taric Mec roll 1 (Bonus Negated) + Dom str roll 1 (Bonus negated) Vs Difficulty 8]  Dom struggles with it for a minute while Taric tries to get the wires aligned right. Things go very VERY wrong. Taric bares the wrong set of wires just as Dominique slips in the thin coat of impact gel residue on the ground. She tries to catch herself on the cannon but twists it sideways and comes free instead, crossing the two wires that Taric just bared in the process. [Luck roll 6] In a small miracle neither of you are injured by the falling cannon or the suddenly arcing wires. The ship however begins to make very unhappy noises. [luck roll 5] Somehow enough of the ships systems remained functional to give you a warning. You hear a distorted voice warble out of the passenger section. "Unathorized interface detected, flashing reactor in two minutes and thirty seconds." Well shit, that can't be good.